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imadumdumjewel · 11 months
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My perfectionism has struck again lmao
Also I think that hand belongs to Randy’s mom or dad lol
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doccywhomst · 4 months
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4rtheyenews · 4 months
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Tax Update: व्यापारियों को जुर्माने में सौ प्रतिशत की माफी, टैक्स व ब्याज में भी छूट
ऐसे व्यापारियों के लिए राहतभरी खबर आयी है जिनका वैट से जुड़ा मामला पिछले साढ़े छह वर्षों से लंबित है और उस पर लाखों का टैक्स लग गया है. इन व्यापारियों को जुर्माने में सौ प्रतिशत की माफी है, टैक्स व ब्याज में भी छूट है। ऐसे प्रदेश में करीब 10 हजार से ज्यादा मामले लंबित हैं। इस माफी योजना से ये व्यापारी 31 जनवरी तक छत्तीसगढ़ बकाया कर, ब्याज एवं शास्ति के निपटान अधिनियम का फायदा उठा सकते हैं। इस…
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mearchy · 2 months
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heritageposts · 5 months
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The grandfather, who is also blind as a result of severe diabetes, feels isolated despite having his family around him. "If an air strike targets the house or the neighbourhood, I cannot move, not even using the wheelchair. I am completely paralysed, I cannot see and I can barely hear and move my arms. What has helped me is that we evacuated by car when the situation was less dangerous," Abujubein told MEE. . . . "What did the world that has long talked about human rights and the rights of people with disabilities do for us? My granddaughter has a subject about human rights in school. The first time they learned about people with disabilities, she was happy that she could reflect on me," Abu Jubein laughed. "She came to me repeating what she had learned about their rights and how they should be given a special treatment." "Now where is this special treatment? Did the world at least call for the evacuation of the displaced from Gaza until the end if the attacks?" "Even hospitals are targeted. When the Israeli occupation started bombing hospitals and then besieged al-Shifa Hospital, we thought that this would be the start of an international revolution against the occupation, because the protection of patients and children inside hospitals is the core value of human rights." "But, surprisingly, nothing happened."
. . . full article on MME (18 Nov 2023)
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fuckdudeidk · 1 year
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Not to get emotional on main but I’ve been looking in second hand stores for sewing patterns, and I always find lying next to it a basket of handmade doilies, jumpers, quilts, and it’s almost more than I can bear. I knit, I crochet, I’ve given most lace types a go so I know the painstaking time that goes into each piece, and it feels so cruel to see them and to be offered them for two dollars fifty, two dollars fifty for a year of a woman’s life devoted to what she loved. I’ve been recreating my grandmother’s lace, hoping I can find in a missed stitch the connection I missed before her memories failed. But among her projects is a yellow tablecloth, 6 segments of crocheted lace, the 6th unfinished. I don’t even know if there was meant to be a 7th. You find the same in op shops, crocheted granny squares and sets of just 7, rewound wool still holding the shape of a ghost of a project. I like to imagine it holds something within it, something I could reach if only I picked it up and finished it. I wish I had time, to repair a thousand womens crafts, but I’m so short on time, so busy with projects I only hope will sit next to the work of these artists when I pass.
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this is making me like actually cry
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justsayun · 2 years
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Birthdays are special.
Was talking to my daughter yesterday and she was telling us how her six-year-old attended a female classmate's birthday party.  One of the gifts the little girl unwrapped during the party was a full-size rifle.  I said you got to be kidding?  Nope!  The little six-year-old got a full-size working rifle for her 6th birthday present. (I think that's how Annie Oakly got her start.)  Seems one of her relatives got it for her.  So kids you want a cake pop or to go out and shoot the rifle at the inflatable unicorn?  Hey instead of each taking a swing at the pinata why not let each kid squeeze off a couple of rounds at it with the rifle?  Talk about an epic birthday party.  I was surprised by the rifle present.  I sure hope they don't let her get her ears pierced til she's twelve.  Let's show some restraint and common sense.  I told my kid that when her son turned seven I was planning on getting him a switchblade. (They seem so cool in prison movies.)  She was fine with that, but she made it clear that she draws the line at switchblades for 7-year-olds.  Plus no rifles until their teens.  Pistols are fine since their easier to carry around.  I would love to see a picture of that little girl pushing her new rifle around in her baby carriage next to her American Girl Doll.  Talk about priceless moments.
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anna-scribbles · 3 months
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they should've been at the club(infertility treatment centers)
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"A Dad helping his kids beat a hard level in super mario land; 1990s"
Ref under the cut!
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adhdslugcrimes · 1 month
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Bruce: Robin is a fae, please don't take anything from him, don't give him your name, and I'm not liable if you get taken by the fae. *Leaves*
Everyone but kaldur and Wally: *nervous, especially zatanna*
Dick, holding a milkshake: here you go Walls.
Wally, about to grab it: thanks Rob— *zatanna slaps it out of his hands* hey!
Zatanna: didn't you just heard Batman!?
Wally: it doesn't apply to me I already gave him my name when I was six!
Zatanna: you gave the fae your name, at six!? And you took a gullible child's name
Wally: I wasn't gullible, he told me not to give him my name but I did because lore reasons!
Dick: it's true, I tried to warn him. *Gives Wally another milkshake*
Zatanna: what could have been so bad you gave ya name to a fae!
Wally, abused by his father so badly the stories of fae taking him didn't sound so bad: we don't have enough time to unpack all of that, *slurps milkshake*
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bluerosefox · 1 year
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Same As The Day I Lost You
I...
This came to me as I'm making dinner so I'll be quick.
What if we mix deaged Danny and twin/older sibling (either one works) Damian, AND he gets tossed to his sibling in a last minute escape.
Like what if he was fighting Vlad who was doing his whole "denounce your father and join me as my son Daniel!" Thing while in the Zone and knocks Danny into something that's floating in the Zone with the ability to deage or was hit by a new Fenton or Plasmius invention while fighting in town that accidentally deages him.
Danny, who in this was adopted, gets put back to the age of six. The same age he had been found by Jazz in a 'haunted' forest Jack and Maddie were visiting/investigating while also using that time as a family vacation. (They were shocked to see a little boy with a stab wound bleeding out and rushed him to the nearby town, almost completely forgetting about the glowing green tiny puddle they found nearby and bagged most of it as evidence when they heard Jazz's scream of terror over finding the hurt little boy)
The sudden revert into that traumatized age, along with the child response to a fight or flight scenario, and add Danny's deepest need/wish to be protected his child fogged mind wishes to go to the one person who always made him feel safe.
His twin/older brother.
Just as quick as it was with Danny being turned into a child, his ghost powers ripped open a portal and sent Danny to the person he wants to be with...
Only he didn't know that right at that moment his seventeen year old twin/older brother is currently fighting the League with his family's help (his mother was trying to convince him to return to the League and be it's heir) in Nanda Parbat (the very place Damian lost the last/only person he knew loved him without any strings attached.)
So imagine everyone's face when a portal opened up, some muttering its a new pit being formed before them or something, and crawling out of it is a very scared and confused six year old Danny.
#danny phantom dc#danny fenton#danny phantom#dp x dc#crossover#dc x dp crossover#No one will be ready for child Danny#Does he have his older memories? idk maybe#maybe his six year old mind from the sudden deage is at front rn or something#Damian almost feral/angry screams at his mother for 'daring to try to replace Danyal with a cheap clone'#only to see the look on her face and knows this wasn't planned#his little brother who he secretly watched as his mother tried to go behind grandfather's back to heal only for the pit to greedily keep#was brought back by the pits not looking a day over the age he lost him#What happened was Danny disobeyed an order from Ra's and was punished for it#he almost died for it and Talia wanted very badly to keep him because he looked so much like her beloved and she couldn't bare losing that#Only the pits kept Danyal instead of bringing him back#or rather under the guide of a certain entity he was brought to the forest the Fenton's were visiting#Damian scoops Danyal up when he see's the look in his mother's eyes shift from shock to calculating greed/love#he refuses to leave his brother in the hands of the League or his mother#he loves her despite everything but knows Danyal would never truly survive their mother's version of 'love' especially in the League#Also Damian may have...refused/forgotten to tell the others about Danyal#so cue them being horrifically confused#The pure sick feeling and deep seeded panic Bruce feels when he see's the mini version of himself but with hints of Talia hits hard#blue rambles
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okay so steph is definitely a music purist?
we can all agree on that right? like she's a 'said she was born in the wrong generation in middle school' fleetwood mac, david bowie, the mamas & the papas, niche modern indie artists and also chappell roan kind of music listener. obviously. but.... i dont think we've really considered pete's music taste?
pete, who is a science, left-brained kind of kid, so he probably does not actively go out to look for music and is instead just provided music by the people around him?
pete whose older brother is theodore spankoffski and so his earliest and most fond and nostalgic music influences from his childhood would have come directly from ted's cd collection???
basically what im saying is peter spankoffski has the most trashy, early 00's ke$ha, black eyed peas my humps era, all american rejects ass music taste in the world
that boy had bowling for soup's 1985 memorized at age four, his guilty pleasure music is hollywood undead's everywhere i go, ted did his first decent person move in years when pete came out as trans as a kid and stopped listening to grow a pear by ke$ha and pete forcibly made him play it because it's a bop
and then his only friends are a weeb and a theatre kid.
steph gives him the aux cord on a date to be nice, as a sign of trust, and is blasted in the face with the most uncurated mess of j-pop, sondheim, weezer, and like... owl city's fireflies and that's just a fact
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toyotacorolla2008 · 10 months
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Can we see the Brainstorm cake? ovO
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cakestorm
we didn't have a knife so we tried using satay sticks (thin wooden sticks pretty much) to slice him up
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LENGTHWAYS!
but the cake was really thick so we ended up using cups
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so that was the fate of cakestorm (cookies and cream flavoured). he was very yummy. and yes that is perceptor at the side.
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 71
Klarion is delighted, excited, impatient, and so very happy. He’s found a friend, not the justice league baby-crew who don’t know how to make friends properly or the order-magician who doesn’t play right, but another realm-being his age! They’re even around the same death-date, his is just a couple years earlier! But to beings who aren’t adults until they’re well into the hundreds that’s practically nothing!
His new friend even has a familiar too- even if he has to explain what a familiar is- and, and even shares his two other friends with him! 
He’s been in this world for what feels like so long trying to make friends and he’s made three in just a month! And they even know how to properly play and wrestle without targeting Teekl like a certain order lord who he doesn’t like. 
Oh! Hey it’s the justice league kiddy-crew! Were they feeling neglected or something?
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devildomwriter · 4 months
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A Glimpse at the Future | Lucifer x Reader
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Lucifer sighed as he saw the smoke slip into his room from beneath his door. Now what had his brothers done? Enough of these pranks already he was tired.
Lucifer walked through the black clouds of smoke unbothered and shielded himself with magic, prepared to open the door to mayhem.
Lucifer swung the door open, glaring, but to his surprise, nothing was there. No brothers, no smoke, no surprise trap.
Lucifer looked puzzled and looked behind him, the room he only just left had changed drastically and he heard a small cough in front of him.
Lucifer looked down and saw a young boy with black hair, parted just like his.
“What’s this,” he asked himself and the boy looked sheepish and held up papers.
Lucifer took them, hoping it may offer some explanation, and read them over carefully.
They did explain things but not everything. The date on the paper was twelve years from his present, and the name at the top was neatly written as Lucious Morningstar.
Lucious looked at him nervously and Lucifer relaxed and smiled.
He smiled at whom he understood was his son and ruffled his hair. Lucious looked surprised but beamed in joy when his father grinned and praised his score.
“Excellent job, Lucious,” he said warmly and handed the papers back.
Lucious cheered to himself and ran towards the dining room.
Lucifer followed cautiously. He wasn’t sure how he got to the future or if this was some grand illusion of his desires but he wanted to explore it either way.
He walked in hand over his chest in surprise to see you setting the table for five.
The House of Lamentation was much quieter, it seemed none of his brothers still lived there. He wasn’t sure if that was his greatest dream or if it was the fact you were there still.
You locked eyes with him and smiled, welcoming him home early.
Lucifer grinned and decided he would play along.
You walked up to him and kissed his cheek, Lucifer wrapped his arms around you and held you in a hug for a long time.
“Aww, did you miss me?” You asked him, chuckling,
Lucifer nodded, “more than you know.”
You looked concerned for a moment, “was work rough today?”
“You could say that…” Lucifer said. This was half true as in the present he’d been doing paperwork to make up for Diavolo wasting time on a grand prank.
Lucifer looked around the room and you led him to his chair. He shook his head and pulled out the chair for you. You blushed and sat down as he scooted you back into the table and took his own seat.
“So…how was everyone’s day?” He asked you and the three children.
“Good!” Lucious exclaimed.
“It was fine,” the girl chimed in quietly and the youngest boy nodded.
The girl had long black hair with a white streak and the youngest boy had fully black hair and his eyes resembled yours.
Lucifer grinned and together the five of you ate the soup you’d made.
You watched Lucifer and smiled. Something was different about him but you decided you’d ask him later.
After he was finished eating, Lucifer saw smoke in the corner of his eyes and frowned. He looked at you one last time and promised, “I’ll see you again soon.”
“Lucifer?” You asked, worried, and stood up abruptly. Suddenly your husband disappeared and the door to the dining room opened.
Lucifer looked puzzled as he looked at his partner and children, all surprised and anxious.
“D-daddy!” Lucian exclaimed and ran to him, hugging him tightly.
“Lucifer what just happened?” You asked, frightened.
He blinked, befuddled, and then began to laugh, “Ah, it was today was it?”
You gave him a confused expression and he sat down to explain.
“Twelve years ago a prank pulled by Satan and Belphie backfired and sent me to the future…the Lucifer you just spoke with was me from many years ago.”
You gasped and your children were equally shocked.
“You haven’t changed at all,” Lucille commented and Lucifer nodded.
“Of course not, if I grew old I’d leave you behind and I don’t intend to do that.” He explained calmly.
You nodded and sighed in relief and in wonder. So all this time Lucifer knew you’d be together with children. Perhaps that’s why he suddenly had more confidence than usual. You checked the calendar and grinned. Twelve years ago exactly had been the day he asked you to marry him. Unlike how he usually behaved it was out of the blue, simple, and a little rushed. You hadn’t minded though, because it meant you’d spend eternity with him.
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