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Persephone: But Aphrodite, I'm straight.
Aphrodite: So is spaghetti until it gets wet~
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Morzan: Mmh, so why would I join you?
Galbatorix: No more vegans.
Morzan: ...
Morzan: I'm in.
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Can y’all imagine how much different the original Star Wars movies would be if Luke went behind his aunt and uncles back and transmitted his application to join the empire before the start of the movie 😂
Scenario 1: No one in the application office bats an eye at the name Skywalker because their not paid (or old enough) to recognize this last name - so Luke gets accepted, makes it through training without anyone batting a eye at his last name - he ends up doing some incredibly lucky (or some shit) that gets his report bump up to Darth Vader/Palpatine level and their both looking at this report about a kid name Skywalker and poor Vader is going “I have a son?” - While Palpatine is like “heck yes new apprentice!”
Scenario 2: Some one does catch the last name Skywalker (I don’t know maybe Palpatine had that last name flagged and Owen and Beru been getting past that by homeschooling or some shit) - and A) some low level grunt that dosnt know the scoop kills Luke thinking it’ll earn him some brownie points. Or B) Poor Luke is elevated up the ranks to working directly under Vader and Palpatine as the next in line to empire or something along those lines and he has no clue why because no one is explaining shit to him.
Scenario 3: Luke gets accepted no one bats an eye at his name - realizes he’s way over his head and the Empire isn’t great as the propaganda says it is - accidentally rescues the princess and joins the rebellion- while Palpatine is looking at this report going “we had a kid named Skywalker among the ranks and no one told me???” Or something like that 😂
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senshi fans: learning how to make nutritious meals for themselves
laios fans: down bad
marcille fans: lesbianism
chilchuck fans: putting that man in situations
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I made this a couple of months ago but. hack your 3ds. do it right now.
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Can you open your dms please, i'd like to send an aesthetic photo of my curved dick😋
That's exactly why I don't open them.
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But, the real reason the BOOTH landed where she did was to allow the Inspector to witness the arrival of a ship from far beyond Earth
which he manages to track down, only to stumble upon W.I.T. soldiers surrounding the building in which the spacecraft crashed.
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
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"this character is autistic coded so headcanoning them as aro/ace is wrong because you're reinforcing the idea that autistic people are incapable of having romantic or sexual relationships" DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MANY ASPEC PEOPLE ARE ON THE AUTISM SPECTRUM
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some more lifers
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Ah yes, cheese. The feeling of betrayal.
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Mild act 2 Durge spoilies
My Dark Urge has been vehemently denying any thoughts of bloodlust to their companions and has hiddentheir evil deeds whenever possible (threw a certain body in the river and played dumb about where they went, for example) so imagine my shock when everyone knew about his deep dark secret after the most harrowing night of his life.
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quotes by Victorians about the 1920s view of their generation's women
"We are frequently told that the Victorian woman...generally behaved like a pampered and neurotic infant. This is all moonshine. I do not think that I ever saw a woman faint before I came to London in 1869, and not often after then...they enjoyed a hearty laugh, and a good many of them a contest of wits with any man." -Nineteenth Century, a Monthly Review, 1927 (written by a man born in 1850)
"What queer ideas the girl of 1929 has about the Victorian period- they are not a bit true...Marriage was by no means the end and aim of our existence. Oxford and Cambridge claimed quite a few of us after school days were over. We had great ideas about 'life' and what it all might mean to us." -St. Petersburg Times, 1929 (written by a woman born in 1853)
"True, debutantes were chaperoned at balls. But that fact did not prevent them from dancing as frequently as they chose with their favorite partners. The idea that girls in the Victorian era spent their days sewing seams and practicing scales is another fallacy." -Gettysburg Times, July 1, 1927 (quote from the Dowager Lady Raglan, Ethel Jemima Somerset, who lived from 1857 to 1940)
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