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aholotte · 8 days
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Comparing Twitter and tumblr queer culture is so amusing
Twitter queer culture: reminder that if you’re an mspec lesbian every character from honkai star rail hates you (?)
Tumblr queer culture: does anyone know if we have butch faggot joy tomorrow
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reachout-tothe-truth · 2 months
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YOU BEST BET THAT YA GIRL FREAKED THE FUCK OUT WHEN THE 1997 VERSION OF WALTER’S MINIGAME HAD THOSE DAMNED OVENS FROM GIOVANNI’S MINIGAME!!!!!
ITS PROBS BECAUSE I DID HIS MINIGAME LAST COMPARED TO EVERYBODY ELSE… 😭😭😭 THAT OR IDK. I’VE NEVER SEEN THIS HAPPEN BEFORE.
(note: PLEASE. before saying anything. look at my reblog.)
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lunarrolls · 5 months
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i’m. a little bit wrecked over ashton in episode 78 y’all. i’m a little sad. just a little . i just. damn.
they hurt themself really fucking badly. and they could have killed their friends chasing something that was never theirs, chasing a reality that never was, that they never actually wanted in the first place. all because he was just fucking wrong about something. they just—they made a mistake. and it was the worst possible mistake they could have made. and i’m just thinking about how awful that is, to realize how little you actually value your own life in the middle of a crater you made with your own body because you just died and reformed and all you can think is how much you would have deserved to stay dead, to hurt forever, for the fact that the people before you were cruel and horrible and you mirrored them without a second thought in a matter of days.
like that’s so fucked dude. how do you rebuild a self esteem you never had after doing something so monumentally wrong. you stop using that false bravado because it won’t do you any good anymore, now that they all know how weak you are. how do you start caring about yourself when there’s so much to loathe, so much to make up for, so much to apologize for. that’s fucking terrible. how is he literally ever gonna trust himself again? trust his own judgement? trust what he wants? the last time he wanted something that badly it killed him and nearly broke his friends. like holy shit. how do you. how. how?
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crimsongrimoire · 3 months
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fucking Screams bc i erased a whole page of this fic in my sleep. it's fine i got it back so im not pressed but that's really funny
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birdricks · 5 months
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thinking about rick admitting to only helping with the war because he wanted bp to respect him. and not realising the irony in admitting this and how it loses him that very respect
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#WORST FUMBLE IN HISTORY.#birdrick#ok but genuinely. bp must REALLY care for rick to trust him still after like. EVERYTHING#i think they were close enough that bp can understand ricks motivation for doing things better than rick himself at times#(eg: rick not telling him abt his daughter)#so while bp may not agree with rick on a lot of things he still gets and respects Why rick does stuff#and same like vice versa#bp was able to put aside his hurt to tell rick to call him if he needs#and rick was able to root for bp at the wedding despite clearly hurting#etc etc#i think bp would have a good grasp on how rick could come to see everything as pointless#depsite not knowing abt the portal gun EXPLICITLY.#just as rick would have an understanding of why tammy and birddaughter mattered so much to bp#but i think rick gets wrapped up in himself a lot#him making like. the exact same mistake after reviving bp as at bloodridge is.. crushing#he just forgets. or like it doesnt occur to him in the moment that people might not want the same things as him#but ohhh man. it hurts so bad#rick doesnt hold any grudges toward bp it seems. like as much as he throws insults around all he ever does is try to support bp#like even w bloodridge it seems more that his avoidance was due to being embarrassed of what he did#BUT. memory rick thinking bp is the asshole. implying again bp thought at least for a while that rick rlly hated him for it#but yet they still consider each other their closest friend. and both love each other and would drop everything to help each other#fuck my life man. seriously#wtf was i talking abt. i forget im just rambling npw#ohhh they make me explode.
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l8tof1 · 7 months
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still waiting for merc to post the actual race result and celebrate lewis’ podium + that he moved up to p3 in the WDC + got fastest lap 🙂👍
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monstermoviedean · 4 months
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i will not get pedantic in the notes i will not get pedantic in the notes i will not get pedantic in the notes i will not
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pertinax--loculos · 7 months
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always-andromeda · 1 year
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Okay, I’m sorry, but why do people who think Paul Dano would play a fantastic Donald Trump see that as a compliment??
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eppiphanys · 2 years
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——— 𝑾𝑬  𝑨𝑳𝑳  𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑽𝑬  𝑻𝑶  𝑫𝑰𝑬.  independent  &  selective  seasonal  𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙮  𝙩𝙤𝙙𝙙:  𝙩𝙝𝙚  𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣  𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙚𝙧  𝙤𝙛  𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙩  𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩  multimuse.  as  written  &  feared  by  fleur.
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cloudspots · 1 year
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god gives his hardest battles to his sexiest soldiers ( i have to write not one but two history essays )
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i hate history and everything about it
what the hell was that 8 marker?!?!
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batshit-auspol · 5 months
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I just spent some time scrolling through this blog and am suffering from sever laughter. Thanks so much for collating the countries craziest moments. One of my favourites is when Scott Morrison was in Hawaii while the bushfires where burning.
December 2019: As Australia's east coast is engulfed in the worst bushfires in living memory, rumours begin to circulate that Australia's Prime Minister Scott Morrison may have secretly fucked off for a holiday in Hawaii.
Keep in mind, this is what is going down in Australia at the time:
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The Hawaii rumour is initially written off as a fringe conspiracy, because surely nobody could be that fuckin tonedeaf, and it was quickly forgotten about... until an Australian man visiting Hawaii UPLOADED A SELFIE ON THE BEACH WITH THE PM THROWING A SHAKA.
At which point all hell broke loose.
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Overnight the formerly popular "Scomo" became the most despised man in all of Australia. Think "firefighters shouting out of their windows to news cameras" level of despised.
After about two days of radio silence and pretending like he was still at home running the country, the Prime Minister's handlers finally dragged him onto call with an Australian radio station, where he pinky promised to return to Australia as fast as he could in an attempt to calm things down.
Unfortunately Scott's empathy consultant (a real job) then had to watch Scott pour more gasoline on the dumpster fire by uttering the now famous phrase "Look I don't hold a hose mate" when asked by the radio interviewer why the fucking fuck the fuckhead wasn't fucking in Australia doing his fucking job during a massive fucking crisis.
Testing just how much worse things could get, Scomo then proceeded to NOT rush back to Australia as promised, instead attempting to complete the rest of his holiday, a fact that was exposed when a passerby snapped a picture of him still lounging on the beach two days later.
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Eventually, holiday complete, Morrison did reluctantly slink back to Australia, and in an attempt to calm things down, he decided to pay a visit to a small town that had been destroyed by the fires.
Which was a big mistake.
Scomo still had not registered how absolutely and totally he had screwed the poodle with his Hawaiian beach vacation, and he walks into what is now taught in PR classes as one of the greatest examples of "what not do do in a crisis" in all of history.
Scotty from Marketing, as he is now dubbed by the nation, spends a painfully cringe-inducing hour wandering around a burned down town with TV news cameras in tow, having to FORCE PEOPLE TO SHAKE HIS HAND in what is some of the most awkward footage you will ever see.
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At this point it's probably also worth mentioning that, before becoming Prime Minister, Scott Morrison's biggest claim to fame in politics was being the guy that was so far up the coal lobby's arse that he literally brought coal into parliament and waved it around, claiming it doesn't hurt people.
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So when a protest was organised it turned out to be one big national fuck you to the Prime Minister, the likes of which the world has never seen before or since.
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Needless to say, at this point Scomo's career was dead in the water, but thanks to the rules brought in to stop Australian political parties from knifing their leader every two weeks (a popular Aussie passtime) Morrison basically couldn't get fired until after the next election.
And so, when the election rolled around in 2022, we decided that was an opportune time to travel over to Hawaii to erect this bad boy tribute to the Prime Minister, on the very beach where Scomo had sat and drank margaritas that one fateful week in December as Australia burned (thanks to @chaser for funding the ticket)
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icryyoumercy · 1 year
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i mean i am of the general opinion people should learn more about the world wars, not necessarily for the facts, but to realise that official, professional opinions, which agree on all the known facts, and which do not contradict observed reality in any known way, can still be mutually exclusive and deeply contradictory to other official, professional opinions, which fulfill those exact same requirements
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Okay but this whinners know no bounds. I mean it was only ONE animation mistake for a split second. Sasuke appeared with two arms, yeah. But it was just ONE mistake and these ones(I won’t even call them SasuSaku shippers cuz they’re not) are still bitching about that.
Please I didn’t even notice it until it was brought up and even then I didn’t feel the urge to whine, moan and bitch about it.
It can happen in even outstanding studios like Ufotable.
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deadsetobsessions · 4 months
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Tim Drake had a lot of free time.
In between the time little Timmy was deemed old enough to not need a nanny and his ninth birthday when he got his first film camera, Tim Drake had so much time after school to explore his big, empty house. And so he did, hours upon hours were spent exploring his house.
Mansion, Tim corrects himself. His house isn’t a house. It’s an abandoned mausoleum disguised as a mansion. He intimately knows every creak of the floorboards in the out of the way galleries, every heavy weight curtain shut closed so what little sun that makes it way through Gotham’s gloom is reflected in order to protect the artifacts stored within the walls. Tim probably knows the exact amount of fleur-de-lys on the fourth sitting room’s wall paper- by extrapolation from preexisting data and personal data collection. Basically, he laid on the floor and counted.
Tim had a lot of time. He also had a lot of artifacts to pore over, making stories as he goes and double checking the actual history of the object.
Tim thinks he’s an artifact, almost. To his parents, at least. A child, a thing, they collected at one point in their lives and put on display at the galas they deem worthy to return to Gotham for. Perhaps he’s worth even less, had his parents bothered to look at him more than the lesser art pieces in their storage-mansion. The story everyone knows about him is prerecorded by people who weren’t really there.
Regardless, Tim Drake knows every single corner of his prison mansion. He’s catalogued everything, after all, on a nice spreadsheet. 
And that’s why, as he entered the fifth- and least used- guest bedroom, Tim’s attention immediately cut to the wrong bit of detail. Eyes flickering between the indent on the bed, the mussed- but not terribly dirty- state of the sheets, Tim slowly backed towards the door. His eyes fixed on the spot on the bed, he called out a soft “hello?”
He immediately cringed. He’s not an amateur, and that little “hello” was a mistake that might get him killed.
Tim trembled as the panic set in, tears pooling at his eyes. He wished Batman and Robin were here, they’d know how to-
There’s something appearing on the bed. Tim Drake stares as a glowing figure with white, wispy hair and a black hazmat suit appeared sitting cross crossed on the guest bed. His gloved hands were held out in the universal I-mean-no-harm gesture.
“Don’t- don’t panic!” The thing said, looking rather panicked itself. “I’m, uh, Phantom.”
Tim Drake’s curiosity and mystery-solving mindset slammed down on the toddler’s mind, quickly banishing the fear and panick in favor of interrogating this new, exciting thing.
“I’m Tim. Are you…” Tim frowns, wishing he had Batman’s intimidating growl. “A ghost?”
“Got it in one, kiddo. I’m, uh, not here to harm you. Or steal anything! I just wanted to rest.”
Tim blinked. He decided right then and there that he likes this person. This… Phantom. If his trust was based on the fact that the loneliness was worse than a dead person, no, it wasn’t.
“I thought you sleep when you’re dead..?”
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Danny stared at the child in front of him, watching the kid- Tim- pout at something. Danny is distracted from the staples holding his ghostly guts from falling out of his non-consensual vivisection when the kid asks him if he’s a ghost.
“Got it in one, kiddo!” Oo, he should tone down the energy. Danny’s too tired right now to maintain that level when speaking to Tim. Now, gotta reassure the kid he means no harm before he reports Danny’s presence to whatever authorities around.
His parents, at best. The cops, at worst.
“I’m, uh, not here to harm you. Or steal anything!” He could tell he landed in some richie rich mansion by the opulent decorations in a seemingly impersonal room alone. “I just wanted to rest.”
Ancients, that had been more honest than he’d wanted. He really was out of it.
“I thought you sleep when you’re dead?”
Danny snorted.
“Yeah, but you can almost never have enough sleep, you know?”
The toddler looks unsure but nods anyways.
“Listen, would you… not tell anyone that I’m here? I’ll be out of your hair soon, promise.
Tim looks like a smart kid. There’s no way he’d fall for-
“Okay.” He fell for it. Danny blinked, stupefied. “My parents won’t be home for a while.”
“What.”
Tim shrugged. “You can stay. The housekeeper is only around a couple of days.”
“You… are you supposed to tell me that?”
Tim sent him a derisive look, clearly bolder now that Danny made no moves to hurt him.
On his cherubic but skinny face, the effect is both adorable and absolutely devastating.
“You’re hurt.” Tim fidgeted with his hands. “I can… I can get you water…?”
His core purred.
“Please. Thanks… Tim?”
The kid beamed at him and left.
Crap. New fraid member it is.
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Danny, naive: “Surely him trusting strangers is just a one time thing, he’s so well behaved”
Tim, staring Danny in the eyes as he jumps out of the window to go stalk his vigilantes: “I’m gonna go take a walk in Crime Alley”
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Tim gets Danny water, but it’s tap water from Gotham and is infected with both an ungodly amount of toxins (that doesn’t affect either of them bc one’s dead and the other had been chugging it since they were a baby- Gothamites get bottled water or from Wayne Foundation’s Clean Water Stations) and also like trace amounts of ectoplasm.
Danny: woah this is so healthy water!
Tim, pleased because Danny ruffled his hair: yes, I’m perfect
The rest of Gotham, if they knew: making warding sigils against these two eldritch gods
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Basically, Danny gets attached and stays mostly because of said attachment but also Danny could see Tim’s budding world dictator tendencies and went yeah gotta curb that
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