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industrations · 1 month
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All three generations 🤍
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s0medaysoonn · 4 days
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James and Harry
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atths--twice · 2 years
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And another tweet that made me simply ❤️❤️❤️
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“Uncle Skinner? Can we get ice cream?” three year old William asked, his small hand in Skinner’s large one as they left the daycare/preschool.
Skinner tried to stop his smile, but as he watched William attempt to skip, he was unable to hold it back.
“Yeah, we can,” he said gruffly and William squealed excitedly. “But it can’t just be ice cream or I’ll never hear the end of it from your mom. Let’s get some lunch and then ice cream, okay?”
“Can we see the ducks?” William asked as he nodded, his blue eyes hopeful as he looked up at Skinner.
Glancing at his watch, he saw there was time to stop by the park he knew William liked before he was to meet Scully and drop William with her. He looked at William and smiled again, nodding in the affirmative.
“Yay! Thank you Uncle Skinner!” William squeezed his arm and Skinner cleared his throat before patting William on the head.
An hour and a half later, they waited outside of the Quantico building, William climbing on the stone benches before jumping off of them with Skinner's help.
“Hey, you two.”
They both turned and William jumped down excitedly, a huge grin on his face.
“Mommy!” he called, running into her open arms. She held him close, looking up at Skinner with a smile.
“You and Uncle Skinner have a good afternoon?”
“Yeah! We saw the ducks and have ice cream!” William said, pulling back and playing with her hair which had grown quite long in the past three years.
“Oh, did you?” she asked, looking at Skinner with her eyebrows raised. “What did you have?”
“Chocolate and sprinkles. It was yummy,” William said, rubbing his belly, which caused Scully to laugh.
“Not just ice cream,” Skinner assured her. “Lunch too.”
“Good. Thank you, Skinner. Mulder had that meeting and I couldn’t leave until now. I appreciate you picking him up.”
“It wasn’t a problem. He’s a good kid.” He shrugged as Scully stood up, her hand on William’s head.
“Would you like to join us for dinner tonight? That is, if you’re not busy.”
“Not busy. I can be there.”
“Great. Six?” She smiled and he nodded. “Good. We’ll see you then. Willy Wobble, say bye for now to Uncle Skinner. He’s coming by for dinner later.”
“Yay!” William said, running to Skinner, who caught him and lifted him up for a hug. “Bye Uncle Skinner. See you at my house.”
“See you later, Will.” Skinner set him down and waved goodbye, Scully smiling her thanks again.
William chatted animatedly and Scully laughed in reply, her hand lovingly stroking his hair as Skinner watched them walking away. He smiled as he headed to his car, happy to know he would be seeing them all again very soon.
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max: billy, wake up!
billy: i'm not sleeping, i'm dead. leave flowers and get out.
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dirtytransmasc · 6 months
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the men and boys are innocent too.
we cry "the innocent women and children" to appeal to the masses, to try and force their sympathy, but the men and boys are innocent too.
I have seen sons crying out for their mothers, their fathers, their siblings. I have seen them break down at the loss of their families. I have seen them cling to their dead and grieve.
I have seen fathers cradle their dead children, seen them kiss their faces and hold their little hands. I have seen them faint with grief when asked to identify the dead. I have seen them carry their sons and daughters. I have seen them fasting to provide what little they can for their families.
I have seen men and boys digging through the rubble with just their bare hands, I have seen them comforting strangers, playing with children, rocking them, hushing them, even if the face of such imminent danger. I have seen them cry, seen them grieve, seen them break down into each other's arms, seen them be selfless, beyond selfless, becoming something I don't have a word for.
I have seen the men who are doctors refuse to leave their patients, even when they have no medicine or supplies to give them, even when they're threatened with bombings. I have seen fathers who have lost all their children pick orphans up into their arms and proclaim them their child so they are not alone. I have seen men and boys digging pets out of the rubble.
the men are innocent too. the men and boys are being hurt and killed too. the men and boys are grieving too. the men and boys are scared too. the men and boys are fighting to save their people too. the men and boys deserve to be fought for too.
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marypsue · 5 months
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Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.
All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.
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cozylittleartblog · 2 months
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cant tell you how bad it feels to constantly tell other artists to come to tumblr, because its the last good website that isn't fucked up by spoonfeeding algorithms and AI bullshit and isn't based around meaningless likes
just to watch that all fall apart in the last year or so and especially the last two weeks
there's nowhere good to go anymore for artists.
edit - a lot of people are saying the tags are important so actually, you'll look at my tags.
#please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads#in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite
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cemeterything · 4 months
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are we still doing this because i have a late submission
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croffle-bits · 1 year
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Fighting God in his own home
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dragoonwys · 3 months
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Many times I feel like the sad fish you 'buy for a child because its low maintenance', stop doing that
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mushroom-punk · 2 months
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laios with a weighted blanket and noise cancelling headphones, REAL
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blessyouhawkeye · 4 months
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just found out that not only has dolly parton been married for nearly 60 years to the same normie ass guy who owned a road paving business who and i quote "went to a single event before swearing off hollywood forever" but also he looked like this
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and all i have to say is. good for her.
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dasketcherz · 9 months
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it was a pretty cool dlc, i enjoyed it a lot
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stil-lindigo · 2 months
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when people reblog donation posts and say "donate what you can", I really feel like people aren't actually internalising it. not all of us can afford to donate $50, $100, more than that. but i know for a fact that there are thousands of us that can spare $2 or $5, and that all adds up.
it hurts so much to sit here and feel the limits of our own ability. we're not millionaires. we can't instantly fund these escape attempts. but these are bids for life, by people who never asked for the hellfire being rained upon them by sadistic colonialists, greedy for oil and land. they committed no crime other than being born in palestine. and of course it's unfair, to have to shoulder the weight of people's lives when we're all struggling to get by as it is. but our governments relentlessly fail us, they fail to scrape at the bottom of their cold dead hearts for their last dregs of humanity. it is so, so unfair, but it is up to the common man to save each other.
please. look at this spreadsheet. find a fund that resonates with you. and DONATE WHAT YOU CAN.
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happyheidi · 25 days
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。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚. April will bring blessings.
゚・。・゚
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bisexualpercyjacksons · 4 months
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pjo tv show episode 5 alignment:
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