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sotacticalsolate · 3 months
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episode 2 has resurrected me cause I need to talk about how SAD it is. they just spent months fighting to save the world, their social lives are falling apart, they're trying to build their futures, they just got home to homes that look different than when they left because people keep leaving, and they don't even get a full night's sleep because they have the first day of school in the morning. and they're still just CHILDREN. THEY JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN WITH THEIR FRIENDS AND FALL IN LOVE AND BE NORMAL AND HAPPY BUT THEY CANT BECAUSE THEY HAVE TO THINK ABOUT THEIR FUTURES AND MAKE GROWN UP DECISIONS AND ITS NOT FAIR. I wanna throw up
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inkskinned · 1 year
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for a while i lived in an old house; the kind u.s americans don't often get to live in - living in a really old house here is super expensive. i found out right before i moved out that the house was actually so old that it features in a poem by emily dickinson.
i liked that there were footprints in front of the sink, worn into the hardwood. there were handprints on some of the handrails. we'd find secret marks from other tenants, little hints someone else had lived and died there. and yeah, there was a lot wrong with the house. there are a lot of DIY skills you learn when you are a grad student that cannot afford to pay someone else to do-it-for-ya. i shared the house with 8 others. the house always had this noise to it. sometimes that noise was really fucking awful.
in the mornings though, the sun would slant in thick amber skiens through the windows, and i'd be the first one up. i'd shuffle around, get showered in this tub that was trying to exit through the floor, get my clothes on. i would usually creep around in the kitchen until it was time to start waking everyone else up - some of them required multiple rounds of polite hey man we gotta go knocks. and it felt... outside of time. a loud kind of quiet.
the ghosts of the house always felt like they were humming in a melody just out of reach. i know people say that the witching hour happens in the dark, but i always felt like it occurred somewhere around 6:45 in the morning. like - for literal centuries, somebody stood here and did the dishes. for literal centuries, somebody else has been looking out the window to this tree in our garden. for literal centuries, people have been stubbing their toes and cracking their backs and complaining about the weather. something about that was so... strangely lovely.
i have to be honest. i'm not a history aficionado. i know, i know; it's tragic of me. i usually respond to "this thing is super old" by being like, wow! cool! and moving on. but this house was the first time i felt like the past was standing there. like it was breathing. like someone else was drying their hands with me. playing chess on the sofa. adding honey to their tea.
i grew up in an old town. like, literally, a few miles off of walden pond (as in of the walden). (also, relatedly, don't swim in walden, it's so unbelievably dirty). but my family didn't have "old house" kind of money. we had a barely-standing house from the 70's. history existed kind of... parallel to me. you had to go somewhere to be in history. your school would pack you up on a bus and take you to some "ye olden times" place and you'd see how they used to make glass or whatever, and then you'd go home to your LEDs. most museums were small and closed before 5. you knew history was, like, somewhere, but the only thing that was open was the mcdonalds and the mall.
i remember one of my seventh grade history teachers telling us - some day you'll see how long we've been human for and that thing has been puzzling me. i know the scientific number, technically.
the house had these little scars of use. my floors didn't actually touch the walls; i had to fill them with a stopgap to stop the wind. other people had shoved rags and pieces of newspaper. i know i've lost rings and earring backs down some of the floorboards. i think the raccoons that lived in our basement probably have collected a small fortune over the years. i complain out loud to myself about how awful the stairs are (uneven, steep, evil, turning, hard to get down while holding anything) and know - someone else has said this exact same thing.
when i was packing up to leave and doing a final deep cleaning, i found a note carved in the furthest corner in the narrow cave of my closet. a child's scrawled name, a faded paint handprint, the scrangly numbers: 1857.
we've been human for a long time. way back before we can remember.
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ziskeyt · 1 year
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Nintendo Tears of the Kingdom Gameplay Demonstration: there are new enemies called constructs me, a tired Jew after hearing every fucking Zeldatuber call them golems for the past year: FUCK YES THANK YOU NINTENDO
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truly the most egregious part of the 2012 Les Mis is that they changed Valjean’s line from
“It’s the story of those who always loved you, your mother gave her life for you then gave you to my keeping.”
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“it’s the story, of one who turned from hating. The man who only learned to love when you were in his keeping.”
LIKE?????!! How dare they remove Valjean specifically mentioning Fantine’s sacrifice and putting that before he mentions his own part in the story?? How dare they make Valjean imply that it was only when Cosette came into his keeping that he stopped hating everything and learned to love WHEN THE FUCKING BISHOP IS THE REASON FOR THE GODDAMN SEASON????
Like OF COURSE Cosette softened Valjean, of course he became a better man when he became her father, of course their relationship is important.
But this story would not have happened without the love of the bishop and it was his love that rekindled the love that was dormant in Valjean’s heart. And it was Fantine that fanned that flame, then Cosette’s that kept it steady.
I just hate how flat it makes Valjean’s story seem. “It’s the story, of those who always loved you.” Is THE answer Cosette has been searching for her whole life. I wish they’d kept it in instead of feeling like the audience would only feel fulfilled by Valjean’s story if he only mentioned his direct relationship to Cosette.
Whatever idk. It’s a good Les Mis for a lot of reasons, but a bad one for a lot of reasons too 🥲
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azenzeph · 5 months
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Been enjoying PMD Super so far!
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monarchamos · 1 year
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pov the new hire at your detective agency turns out to be the infamous gravity-manipulator and mafia executive who went missing two years ago wwyd
remember this post I made a few days ago about ADA!Chuuya wearing Dazai's coat? yeah well i went ahead and drew the loser and his oversized coat
(i may or may not have added the ring impulsively only bc i was inspired by this lovely fanfic i read last night)
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fallowfrog · 26 days
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did u know im the #1 DmC fan. you'll never meet anyone who's more of a fan than i am (happy april fools day)
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rex101111 · 8 months
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Swinburn: “HEY! C’mon just wait a second! Look, I know I’m a worthless low life who openly speaks about re-educating those I deem lesser, and that I take perverse pleasure in killing people who are just fighting for their home planet not to be callously exploited by the company I work for, but surely I can buy my life if I grease your hands with a bit more blood money, right?” C4-621, not listening because they were too busy wearing his shield down:
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b1dl0 · 3 months
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sleepanonymous · 2 months
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When you left I walked into the ocean. Not to drown but to be held by something reluctant to let go.
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smuby · 9 months
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(repost) hey do you guys know that TF2 ripoff called Final Combat. For whatever reason they didn't go with the all men route and made the sniper and medic classes cute babes, so i thought it'd be fun to draw the original mercs in their outfits :3
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zetadraconis11 · 1 month
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I think what a funny question would be to Professor Weasley, why does the book say that you can learn the Unforgivable Curses?
That is quite the question, isn't it? The book that has everything the students "needs" and then some.
As a somewhat completionist, I wanted to learn them, but my MC is mostly a goody-two-shoes, lol.
That being said...that would make for a funny conversation...
*in the Transfiguration classroom*
Prof. Weasley: How have you been doing with your field guide? Any luck finding some pages?
MC: Well, yes, I've found quite a few already.
Wealsey: Wonderful! It seems you've been doing well in acclimating to this new world.
MC: I have a question, though...
Weasley: Yes?
MC, opens book: In the list of spells for me to learn, I see that I CAN learn the Unforgiveables.
Weasley: Oh dear... I don't know how-
MC: But you want me to completely fill out this book, right?
Weasley: I- that was the intention, yes, but-
MC: Alright! Time to learn some war crimes!
*MC runs out of the classroom*
Weasley:
Weasley: Merlin, what I have done?
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competenttrash · 3 months
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Been busy
Have a Demo
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nunchucksnun · 2 years
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ok this copic thing turned out to be harder than i thought...
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nextstopwonderland · 9 months
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“Bryan has found that I definitely respond well to negative motivational tactics.” - Wheeler Yuta for Pro Wrestling Illustrated
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