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radqueer-stray-dog · 2 months
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Blunt rotation currently: whore faggot, daddy issue haver, and fucked up cannibal
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mylittleredgirl · 3 months
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that moment when you cross the point of no return with a character should be accompanied by a specific chime i think. like 🔔 congratulations! this one has been installed in the Permanent Collection and you will never stop thinking about them as long as you live
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ando666detonao · 1 year
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don't you ever read a piece of fanfiction so good you just
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beaft · 10 months
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fascinated by tumblr's new trend of placing a Mature label on every single post that acknowledges, however obliquely, the existence of sex and sex byproducts
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kaiju-krew · 7 months
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he’s very dramatic
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egophiliac · 3 months
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don't think I'm not still deep in the episode 7 brainrot. because OH BOY AM I
(also one more extremely, obnoxiously self-referential thing, I'm -- I'm so sorry)
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pespillo · 7 months
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have u guys slayed any princesses lately
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lupucs · 7 months
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[⚠️Warning: Flashing Lights⚠️]
Spamton's lies 🎙 Made another Spamton animation, hope you all enjoy! (Listen with audio or click "keep reading" for the transcript + more!)
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Transcript: I'm a pretty good liar. Done a lot of lying in my time. I've lied to men who wear belts, I've lied to men who wear suspenders. But I'd never be so stupid as to lie to a man who wears both belt and suspenders.
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The ring was small and silver with a single emerald embedded in the metal.
It wasn’t something flashy, it probably cost less than the smallest gem from his vault all together.
But it was perfect.
Which made it so heartbreaking to turn it down.
“Dick.. you know me so well.. I wish I could take this ring, i really do.”
Dick was still on one knee in the little apartment, but he put the small box down on the floor as he asked.
“Then what’s stopping you?”
Danny let out a bitter chuckle,
“The US government.”
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critterbitter · 5 months
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Sharing food’s a language of love, I think.
(A Reprise to the twins gifting earmuffs to Elesa)
BONUS:
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For more submas shenanigans, come look here at the masterpost!
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lunatic-fandom-space · 8 months
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Ive been spending my free time watching dracula adaptations and good god you guys were NOT kidding about them doing jonathan and mina dirty, I have watched 17 movies so far, you wanna know how many of them actually did them justice??
ONE!!! (dracula (2006) i enjoyed it a lot, I'd definitely recommend it)
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irbcallmefynn · 5 months
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ATTENTION
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Reblog to incinerate your followers' dashboards
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t1koy-roll · 28 days
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Backwards compatibility
(Image description down below!)
[Image ID: A two-panel comic of a woman with graying hair, facing away from the viewer talking to Spiderman-2099 (aka. Miguel O'Hara) from Across The SpiderVerse. They are standing on the rooftops of New York's many industrial buildings. Comic panel one shows Miguel covered in the purple-and-black checkered placeholder texture from Javascript. The woman asks him "Why do you look like that?" to which he replies "Excuse me?" in a bemused tone. She says "I don't think your suit is working. Got something more.. 'graphics-friendly'?", pointing at his malfunctioning suit. He proceeds to ask his holographic agent LYLA: "For shock's sake- Lyla, do you have any period-appropriate renders?" to which she replies "Hm... I may have a few!"
Comic panel two is a GIF format, showing Lyla snapping her fingers, changing Miguel's outfit with a bright orange flash of light, showing different versions of him in Roblox, Poptropica, Minecraft, an emo from 2000s MySpace, and his old 1992 suit in a backward-compatible design that the grey-haired woman could see. She is frowning, unamused with how she can only see him in the styles of old internet games and subcultures. /.End ID]
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cariciapadre · 2 months
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i also drew this out of pure bliss of the new sf episode ..... cant wai t for moore ... 🎉
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icaruspendragon · 3 months
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something the women in my family are absolutely flabbergasted by every time it comes up is the fact that i don’t own a scale.
“how do you know how much you weigh??” they cry.
“i don’t.” i simply respond.
“you look thinner, have you lost weight?” they ask at christmas.
“i dunno.” i say as i check on the turkey.
“you look bigger, have you gained weight?” they probe, as if my weight rests on their shoulders.
“i’m not sure, but it’s fine if i have.” i respond with a casualness they cannot comprehend.
“don’t you want to know if you’ve lost or gained?” they inquire over cups of coffee and a plate of untouched cookies.
“i do.” i take a sip. “which is why i don’t need to know.”
“we don’t understand.” they say.
“i’ll drive myself mad if i know. it’s been a question i’ve been looking for the answer to since i was in the seventh grade and my weight was the topic of conversation for the first time; the stretch marks on my calves puberty brought being questioned and condemned. and so i started weighing myself once a day. then twice a day. i gained weight as i grew and was told to stop. i got depressed when i was 16 and the weight i gained was more concerning than the scars on my thighs. the critiques turned to compliments during my first year of college when i’d started skipping meals and my body had to feed itself because i wouldn’t. everyday i stepped on the scale and smiled as i watched that number get smaller and smaller. hunger felt like victory. i started doing drugs that took away my appetite and then my strength. and started feeling guilt when my stomach felt full. and suddenly every time i looked in the mirror i hated what i saw. the more weight i lost, the better i was supposed to feel. each remark on another part of my body lost felt like a slap to the face. i was told i looked good but i knew i wasn’t good enough. and so i tried harder. and then i started to get dizzy when i stood. and i ignored it like i’d learned to ignore my hunger. and then one day at work i dropped like the weight that was never enough after i bending at the waist to grab a milk cap from the floor. and when the darkness faded, i was surrounded by panic as an ambulance was called. and then i was tested and prodded and poked because they thought something was wrong with my heart. and the problem persisted but they never found out why. but i’d known all along. and then i left home and its scale behind. and moved into a new home that was mine. so i bought plates and sheets and art for the walls. but i didn’t buy a scale. then every time i walked down an aisle i’d see the them and pause. and i’d think about the hunger i now kept at bay. and even though i didn’t know how much i weighed, i didn’t notice my body had changed. and i’d think about how i hadn’t been dizzy for months. and how i hadn’t fainted for longer. and then i’d keep on walking. and now most days i like how i look.”
“but don’t you want to be skinny?” comes their quiet response.
“i want to be myself in whatever body i have.”
they stare in disbelief. so i shrug my shoulders, and grab a cookie. and i smile at them as i swallow the first bite.
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