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todays-xkcd · 4 months

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The Piña Colada song carves a trajectory across the chart over the course of the song.

Love Songs [Explained]

Transcript Under the Cut

[Y-axis label:] Do you like me? [X-axis label:] Do I like you? [X- and Y-axis values (from bottom left):] NO!!; No; Unclear or Neutral; Yes; YES!!

[Top left quarter:] No Scrubs That Don't Impress Me Much Cry Me a River We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

[Middle left:] You're So Vain

[Bottom left quarter:] I Will Survive

Somebody That I Used To Know

You Oughta Know

[Center:] Thank U, Next

[Top right quarter:] Teenage Deam Shape of You I Will Always Love You Call Me Maybe

[Middle right:] Killing Me Softly

[Bottom right quarter:] Girlfriend You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin' You Belong With Me Creep

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briarlovesginny · 1 year

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being alive

(u/MrTechnodad // Minecraft End Poem by Julian Gogh // You Are Alive Today (Can you Believe it?) by Laura Jo Peck // Hussein Dekmak // I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor)

#technodad #minecraft end poem #poetry #quotes collection #i dont know hwat to Call these.#being alive #you. you. you are alive #julian gogh #gloria gaynor #i will survive #technodad reddit #compilation #poetry compilation #ive been informed its called a #webweave

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xblubotx · 11 months

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There was a thing on Twitter where a few people drew the infamous panel from the Zootopia fan comic “I will Survive” with Peppino and Anton. Why? I have no clue it was just art antics. This took me 2 days because things weren’t looking right. Also yes I’m aware of the difference in finger digits I just forgot to pick one when redoing hands.

#bluart #pizza tower #antonblast #peppino spaghetti #dynamite anton #i will survive #peppiblast

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trek-tracks · 9 months

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Thanks to this beautiful post from @peridotsarelongterm and @cursedtrekedits, I bring you Mother Horta's disco hit, "No Kill I!"

I’m made of silicon, I am petrified

I will protect the children, I remain right by their side

And I have spent so many nights thinking how you did us wrong

And I grew strong

I learned to vaporize your throng

Because you’re here

From outer space

I just crawled in to find you looting all our pergium in haste

I should have melted all the rock, I should have made sure that you’d flee

If I’d have known for just one second that you’d hurt my kids and me

Go on now, go, walk out the door

Just turn around now

Because I’ll liquidate the floor

Weren’t you the one who broke my eggs and made me cry?

You think I’d crumble

You think I’m just a pizza pie?

Oh no kill I, I must survive

For as long as Horta babies hatch you know I’ll stay alive

I’ve got all my life to live

My digestion’s corrosive

So no kill I

I will survive

Hey, hey

It took all the strength I had when you zapped my hump

After I’d stolen your reactor’s circulation pump

Into the Chamber of the Ages, not to hide myself away

And now you say

That you can cure my rainy day

And you see me

Somebody new

I like your Vulcan ears but I am not in love with you

The end of things cannot begin, tomorrow’s vault contains the key

If you break hundreds of my eggs then of your men I’ll burn fifty

Go on now, go

Walk out the door

Just turn around now

Or I’ll irradiate your core

Weren’t you the one who tried to meld and shouted “pain!”

Think I’m a devil

I’ve got a heart and bigger brain

Oh no kill I, I will survive

You may see a big lasagna, I’ll get pasta you to strive

Got eternity to birth, I’m not questioning my worth

So no kill I

I will survive…

Oh…

Okay, you’ll stay

We’ll make a deal

You’ll take the minerals

That we don’t need to make a meal

I’m dancing even though you cannot see my feet

Now that your doctor

Healed me with some concrete

You no kill I, I did survive

And we taught a moral lesson through the magic of sci-fi

Differences don’t mean wrong, that’s the Mother Horta’s song

So no kill I

I will survive

No kill I!

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itsallmadonnasfault · 2 months

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Madonna and Kylie at the Kia Forum in Los Angeles! Photos by @NSPh0t0s

#Madonna #2024 #Celebration tour #Kylie #I Will Survive #Los Angeles #omg #two queens #Madonna 2024 #Queen Of Pop #The Celebration Tour

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spider-artdump · 1 year

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#silly stuff #zootopia #worm #parahumans #i will survive

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landhinlove · 1 year

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guys remember when Harry sang Still The One with Shania Twain and did the golden lyric change the first weekend at Coachella and then sang I Will Survive the next weekend and also decided to sing a new song called boyfriends and also medicine

yeah what the fuck was that

#how did we survive #how have we moved on #the feeling of hearing and seeing all of that happen will stay with me foreve #harry styles #coachella 2022 #coachellarry #still the one #golden harry styles #larry stylinson #i will survive #shania twain

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one-time-i-dreamt · 1 year

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I was in a laundry room trying to do laundry, when Stitch from Lilo & Stitch appeared and started singing “I Will Survive“ by Gloria Gaynor. I was thoroughly impressed by the range he had singing that while Gantu was trying to get a hold of him.

#dream #lilo & stitch #stitch #laundry #laundry room #singing #i will survive #gloria gaynor #music #song #gantu

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str8aura-draws-horses-and-stuff · 7 months

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YOOOOO FIRST STRIPS OF HOUSEPETS WORLDS LEAKED

#art #my posts #housepets #i will survive #tarot #peanut

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the-knit-orious · 27 days

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I was right in the middle of a bloodweave fic PLZ YOU CANT DO THIS TO MEEEE

#ao3 #ao3 down #stupid #jk take your time its just maintence #i will survive #but also i wont #bloodweave #bg3

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reaperlight · 7 months

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More Symbrock divorce arc

[*More Cletus and Frances trying to comfort Eddie, key word "trying"*]

Frances: Repeat after me, "I am strong, independent, and don't need no symbiote."

Eddie: I am-- [*breaks up for a fresh round of sobbing*]

Frances: Eddie...

Cletus: Stop crying because it's over. Start smiling because Venom is someone else's problem now.

Carnage: ...I'm not a problem am I?

Cletus: Uh...

Frances: No sweetie, you're a perfect angel. It wasn't your fault my shriek hurt you. We know you're gonna do better now, right?

Carnage: Yes, my Lady.

Cletus: Good job, buddy!

Carnage: *Preening at the praise, as the humans are gently petting their tentacles*

Eddie: What if... Venom could do better too?

Frances: Then he needs to decide he wants to do better. You can't do that work for him.

Eddie: But if I apologize--

Cletus: Eddie... buddy.... all you asked is that he control himself, not be so selfish, and tone down the murder. That's a completely reasonable request.

Frances: You just were trying to keep him from getting stuck in a lab. You have nothing to apologize for. He needs to apologize to you.

Cletus: Hell he should know this--didn't you say you guys met in a lab?

Eddie, [tearing up again while remembering the good times of biting off mercenary heads together]: Y-yeah.

Carnage: See? He's just being an idiot.

Eddie: Hey... that's still my idiot--

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moonspirit · 6 months

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His hair does the little 'thing' at the end waaaaaaaa

#:3 #i will survive #armin arlert #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin

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girl-trying-to-escape-reality · 8 months

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Goal this month: Survive again.

#quotes #text #words #feelings #thoughts #life quotes #goals #i will survive #september #hello september

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crisalidaseason · 8 months

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Ties with frayed ends

Summary: The table scene from Mikasa's perspective, also, she refuses to see Armin being beaten. Content Warnings: spoilers season 4, slight canon divergence, angst, violence, eren being cruel, some dialogue is taken from the table scene, mean eren, toxic eren, platonic arumika, mikasa loves armin very much, mikasa and eren are SIBLINGS here, strictly siblings, mentions of declining mental health, nightmares, night terrors, insecurities, mentions of blood and broken bones, a little eremin if you squint very hard.

Mikasa was numb, hearing and watching everything as if she was outside or her body. The boy - no, the man - seated on her left was far from the sweet green-eyed brother she grew up with. He had an indifferent face, eyes a dull color with all life drained from it. As the blood ran through the cut on Eren’s hand, staining the table cloth, Mikasa wondered if this stranger deserved the name.

“I just wanna talk to you” Eren’s voice was just as dead as his eyes, but Mikasa’s ears were too muffled to even register that.

The Ackerman's feelings were in shock, but her instincts caught the trembling of the young girl across from her. She should have known, should have taken her out of that place. No matter what Eren’s words were, Mikasa could feel her senses burning and screaming that something would go horribly wrong.

“More conflict isn’t necessary to solve eldia’s problems…” Eren continued, and at that point Mikasa was only hoping Armin was paying attention.

She looked at Gabi again, still terrified. Her eyes landed on her brother. It was him. That moment solidified what Mikasa feared to even think about in the dead of night: her brother was turning into someone’s devil, his very name and presence causing fear in young hopefull children. Mikasa felt sick, she remembered all those years, listening to the cries of mothers, fathers, lovers, sons and daughters who mourned the ones claimed by the colossal’s first attack.

“...attack Marley on your own?...” the familiar voice of Armin sometimes brought the girl back to the present.

She looked at her friend for the first time since entering that room. Her precious Armin. He had bags under his eyes, a horrible shade of purple that never abandoned him. He was speaking, his voice just as soft -and yet firm- as it always had been. He was always such a comprehensive friend, but also his constant need to understand the full story often sent him into such horrible places. His lips moved, his blond eyebrows frowning. He wanted to understand Eren, he always did.

“I am free, Armin” Eren’s deep voice finally broke her haze.

Freedom. She wondered what he meant, if he ever knew freedom at all.

“My actions are governed by nothing but my free will” he said again, eyes dead, so dead.

He is lying, lying. The voice inside her said. She knew her brother, he was lying. She knew him, didn’t she? He would not choose to do those horrible things, her brother was not like that. Eren had his fair share of crimes, so did she and Armin and everyone else, but he would never…he would not do all of that on purpose. Eren was not evil, she could not bring herself to accept that.

Armin spoke again, but she could not hold herself anymore.

“No way” she spoke for the first time, her voice harsher than she would ever speak to him “you’re being manipulated. The Eren I know would never involve civilians and children in a war even if they were enemies”

His eyes were so dull, so dull.

“And you wouldn’t risk our lives either!” she continued “you care about us, don’t you?”

She was not fully aware, but Armin’s hand touched her elbow, slightly trying to pull her down, yet she still stood up. Her mind and body were restless.

“You rescued me from that cabin, you wrapped this scarf around me” she felt her eyes sting, her hands holding the red cloth “you’re a kind-”

“I said keep your hands on the table, Mikasa!” Eren firmly exclaimed.

Silence. Mikasa felt her eyes burn in solidarity to her chest. He was never the most quiet person, neither held his rudeness around her and Armin when his feelings were all over the place, but something about his words, his face, felt different. She sat down, feeling her legs wanting to give up, then she noticed Armin’s touch.

“Back in Liberio, I spoke with Zeke. Brother to brother”

Brother? Her throat went dry, the stinging in her eyes suddenly running down her body, stopping on her trembling angry hands. Brother. Zeke. A man who Eren never met before, a man who murdered their comrades as if he was playing, a man who was never there when Eren had fevers, never cleaned his cuts and bruises, never comforted him in moments of grief and neither celebrated his moments of joy. Zeke was never there, but she was. How dare he call Zeke brother.

“I don’t-” Armin’s eyes were wide.

A gasp from Armin sent her back into the present. She was succumbing to distractions, she needed to return.

“If memories play a major role in shaping us into the people we are, then part of you has become Bertholdt” Eren spoke, his green eyes burning on his friend “within you is an enemy who has feelings for another enemy. Do you understand? Bertholdt has gotten into your head, you’re the one being manipulated by the enemy”

He did not. Eren did not say that. Mikasa was torn between shedding tears and breaking something. He had no right to do that, he had no right to poke at Armin’s fears knowing all of those horrible nights in which the blonde screamed after a nightmare. Bertholdt’s memories haunted the blond boy for so long that Mikasa worried that her friend would never recover.

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“I feel as if there is someone sharing my mind, my body. And they are so many, Mikasa, so many!” the blue eyes were full of tears, his entire body shaking violently, his voice falling him after waking up screaming. Mikasa could only feel her heart twist at the sight of a nightmare frightened Armin.

“I’m here” she would say to him, embracing Armin’s shaking figure.

“Where is he?” Armin would whisper.

“Not here”

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“Why would you-” Mikasa yelled, her anger was already coming to the surface. She had shown Eren her wrath before whenever he was slightly rude to Armin, and she would not hesitate to put her brother in his place, she would-

“You’re being controlled too” he directed his vile speech at her “the Ackerman clan was designed to be perfect to protect their host.”

Shut up, she wanted to say.

“Your ackerman instincts were dormant until that life or death situation in which you heard me order you to fight. The strength and certainty you felt that moment were awakened because your blood mistook me for the host you were made to protect”

“That can’t be” shut up.

“Why not?” he continued, his eyes burning her this time. Her eyes also burned, the tears were forming. She knew it.

“It wasn’t a mistake” her voice was failing her “it’s because it was you, it had to be you, you are why I became strong! how could that be a mistake?”

“As an ackerman with awakened powers, you’re apparently supposed to get headaches frequently” Eren ignored her pleaded “Research said it’s the Ackerman trying to resist being forced to protect their host. Sounds familiar?

“You’re wrong” Mikasa wanted to scream, but she could only whisper.

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“What if I am…just a tool” she confessed on a late night insomnia session with Armin and Eren “What if they’re right?”

The trio was laying on a small bed, Mikasa laying on Armin’s stomach and her feet resting on Eren’s lap. Armin was looking at the ceiling, the thin pillow supporting his neck from the cold wall, he would occasionally put little braids on Mikasa’s hair to occupy his hands. Eren was almost dozing off, he had tried to stay awake with the other two insomniacs but always ended up sleeping.

“They are not!” Armin said, tugging one of her braids softly “You’re Mikasa and that’s all. You’re my best friend, Sasha’s biggest torment, Captain Levi’s bane.

“You’re fun, your dry humor is one of the best things whenever dinner is miserable, your also have the best gossip to share and the worst advice” Eren commented, his speech slurring.

She laughed, rolling her eyes at them. She was horrible comforting people.

“You know what I mean”

“And I also know it’s irrational to think you’re just a mind controlled person” he firmly told her “let’s forget this nonsense, hm? What do you think about stealing something from the kitchens” Armin said, looking at her with his menacing smile, like the little thief he was.

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Eren knew how she felt about being diminished as a person, how people were quick to judge her actions and behaviors with no grayscale. He knew how dehumanized she felt and yet there he was, reminding her of the quiet insecurity that haunted her deeply.

“What I am saying is that you belong to a clan that was created to protect and obey. You are slaves” he almost seemed proud of every word he uttered.

“Stop, leave her alone!” Armin yelled at Eren, which almost distracted her. Armin was never one to yell unless severely distressed.

“You wanna know what I hate more in this world?” Eren ignored Armin, eyes still focused on hers “anyone who isn’t free, you are no better than cattle”

“Eren” Armin’s warning tone reached her eyes.

“The mere sight of you has always made me so angry…now I know why. I could not stand seeing a slave with no mind of her own, who always followed orders without question”

Shut up, shut up, shut up! She wanted to scream, punch, hurt him. He had no right to say those things to her, to Armin, to anybody!

“Believe me when I say that, Mikasa” his voice would forever haunt her “ever since I was a kid, I hated you”

Time seemed to stop, the words repeating and reverberating in her head. She searched for a single drop of regret over his words, and she found none. She found dull and dead green eyes, his venom filled voice consuming her heart. Her blood was so loud on her ears that Mikasa almost did not register when Armin lunged himself across the table with a cry of rage. In a matter of seconds, her body acted faster than her mind, and she pinned the blond boy on the table before his fist could collide with Eren’s face. She looked at her hands, at Armin’s blue eyes filled with pain, reflecting her own hurt feelings.

What have I done, she thought, Why am I protecting him if all he does is hurt us?

Mikasa let go of Armin, looking hatefully at her own traitorous hands. At that point, she had no strength to stop the blonde, she had no right to restrain him after what Eren told him. Eren was no more, the man in front of them was not her brother, her friend. He was a stranger, lost in the threads of her memory. She was tired, she was so tired. Her heart was in so much pain that Mikasa feared it would give up beating.

What have we become?

As soon as Armin’s fist made contact with Eren’s face, she knew this was over. Armin’s burst of anger was the proof she needed, they were not a trio anymore. Eren left them for good, so distant that she would never be able to reach him. Armin was all she had left, and as Mikasa watched Eren pull the blonde by the collar and throw him on the ground…she snapped. If Eren was no more, he would not touch anything precious to her. Never.

Against her own heart and mind screaming at her, Mikasa jumped over the downturned table and grabbed Eren’s shirt, yanking him back.

He is your brother!!

Her punch broke his jaw.

He is Armin’s friend, he loves him!

The other punch cracked Eren’s nose.

He is not lost, we can’t save him!

She cried, screamed. Her tears mixed with the blood pouring from Eren’s nose. If her brother was trying to defend himself, she did not notice it. She kept going, punch after punch.

Why are you doing this! Stop, Mikasa-

“Stop!!” Armin’s voice took her by surprise “Mikasa, stop!”

She felt Armin’s hands digging into her sides while he tried to lift her from Eren’s middle section. The blonde was not weak as the others said, he had a considerable amount of strength, but Mikasa had monstrous force whenever she was out of her mind, the blond struggled to lift her, resorting to words.

“Mikasa, we need to leave. Now!” He yelled “the others need us!”

She stood up, eyes hyper focused on her bloodied brother. She saw the damage’s result on her hands, still trembling. She had done that, she…she hurt her own brother.

“Mikasa” Armin pleaded, trying to catch her eyes “we have to go”

Mikasa was breathing heavily, her throat felt like sandpaper, a result of her screams of rage and sorrow that she did not remember uttering, but all the soldiers, Armin, Gabi and Eren himself witnessed.

“We lost him” Armin’s voice was nothing but a whisper, a pained one.

She finally landed her eyes on her friend. He had a visibly broken nose, which made her cringe at the sight of his face swelling. She hesitated for far too long.

“We lost him” she whispered back.

Eren’s groans caught her attention again. He was still on the ground, holding his stomach where she most likely kneeled him. He had blood all over his face and staining the floor. Mikasa felt horrible. Everything was wrong. They were supposed to see the ocean together, travel the world together, maybe come back to some peaceful place and live together. They were meant to be three in one.

But Eren was never within reach.

#i wanted pain #I think I am shadowbanned #:(#but okay #i will survive #eren jaeger #eren #eren x armin #armin arlert #eremin #mikasa ackerman #mikasa x armin #arumika

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sunshineandlyrics · 1 year

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