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Not all of The Rules Of The Internet (origin of Rule 34 and, less remembered, Rules 50 (A Crossover, no matter how improbable, will eventually happen in Fan Art, Fan Fiction, or official release material, often through fanfiction of it) and 63 (For every given male character, there is a female version of that character (and vice-versa). And there is always porn of that character.) has aged well, but always remember a few other rules (boiled down to the basic meaning):

Rule 11: No matter how much you love debating, keep in mind that no one on the internet debates. Instead they mock your intelligence as well as your parents. (Never assume any “debate” is done in good faith if you have any reason to believe otherwise)

Rule 13: Anything you say can and will be turned into something else (someone somewhere will maliciously twist your words)

Rule 14: Do not argue with trolls—it means they win. (Don’t Feed The Trolls, block em and go, you don’t owe them shit)

Rule 33: Lurk more—it's never enough. (If you don’t know, don’t speak up. Internet version of “better to be silent and thought a fool, than to open your mouth and confirm it”)

Rule 39: CAPS LOCK IS CRUISE CONTROL FOR COOL. (Classic memes never truly go out of style, someone will appreciate it…)

Rule 40: EVEN WITH CRUISE CONTROL YOU STILL HAVE TO STEER (…but you can always go overboard, mix it up every once in a while)

Rule 49: No matter what it is, it is somebody's fetish. (Self explanatory, but in more modern times a reminder to be wary of people asking for things you don’t possibly believe could be a fetish)

Rule 62: It has been cracked and pirated. You can find anything if you look long enough. (Keep Circulating The Tapes, and ask any tech savvy friends if they know a guy)

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elon musk had a third child with grimes that he kept secret until the release of his biography. he named it techno mechanicus

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No other, no see results, no brain uploading bc that’s not nearly as sexy to me.

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"everybody hates me" factoid actually just a statistical error. The average person doesn't hate you, especially not your friends. You, a person who sits in your room experiencing self loathing every day, are an outlier adn should not have been counted.

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WOAH FREE PALESTINE??

This review of John Denver’s “Poems, Prayers, and Promises” is going to go in reverse.

This track (above) “The Box” is just John Denver reading a poem by the same name, written by Kendrew Lascelles. It is about how war is hell, and we seem to not want to stop it anymore.

Here’s the kicker though: this poem comes at the end of 35 minutes of some of the most beautiful music in the world. This album has ~that~ recording of Take Me Home Country Roads, and a cover of the Beatles’ hit Let It Be.

This music is beautiful. John Denver’s voice is beautiful. And while you listen, from start to finish, every so often there’s some moments where your brain will go “Wait this song is about the atrocities of the American government” (Wooden Indian) or “wait isn’t this about the message of positivity and love that’s supposed to come with the Bible?” (Gospel Changes).

Throughout the beautiful music, the stories told and the lives seemingly lived, John Denver reminds us of what is right.

And then he really reminds us. At the end. Just in case we weren’t listening. He makes sure to say it without beautiful music playing.

“No one seems to want to save the children anymore”

*Free Palestine

*Slava Ukraine

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i need all 99k of you to manifest that logan sargeant does well in the race today

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i'm literally begging people to relearn how to use earbuds and headphones. i don't wanna hear your fucking tiktok while im waiting for my flight.

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“I want to write/draw/play music but I don’t know how”

Listen to me. Every creative endeavor is a leap of faith. It is flinging your soul off a ledge into fog and hoping you’ll land. There is no plan for that story you’re going to write. There are no directions for that space ship you want to draw. There is no sheet music for the song you haven’t yet written.

Making art is about accepting that you are plunging forward into the unknown, and using that to discover both yourself and your destination.

You don’t know how to write a story? Just do it! Go for it! There are no rules, friend!

You gotta make that leap.

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Consuming medieval peasant fare (bread, goat cheese, honey) in the kitchen 10/10 experience

#fun times fun times

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Here’s something terrible for everyone to know. Cal Kestis was probably the last Jedi to get his kyber crystal from Ilum.

He was one of the only people left who knew how to get into the caves, and no one else would dare go there to get one.

Just something to think about I guess.

The death of the Jedi was a tragedy, and to me nothing represents that better than this. Thousands of Jedi went there for their kyber, and Cal was the last of a dead people

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immediately showering and furiously washing the blood off my hands after stabbing someone, not because i feel any guilt or remorse for what i did but because i have sensory issues

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MY MAIN AFTERSHOCKS DOC HIT 175K????

#tgm aftershocks related

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Chapter 21 of "Aftershocks," up now!

Kelly "Vacay" Savannah, Weapons Systems Officer, has been called back to Top Gun years after her graduation, about a mission she knows nothing whatsoever of. Luckily, she's not alone. Her frontseater Marisol "Floodgate" Carter, has been called back, too. OR: Two more people join the Dagger Squad. Not a lot changes, but nothing is the same.

EDITED AS ALWAYS BY @zee-has-commitment-issues YOU SHOULD TOTALLY CRY OVER ICEMAV WITH THEM

The sea had taken him by surprise when he had first seen it. His gasp had been like a child’s, and his eyes had blown wider than balloons, and the horizon kept going. Bring me that horizon, he’d wanted to shout, standing through Goose’s sunroof and shouting his war-cry to the Pacific Coast Highway. No one had heard him. The cry had been torn from his lips in the passing winds and he’d swallowed two flies, but he’d sat back down with a grin so wide it left him dumb. 

It had been his favorite thing about Miramar, and then it had been where he’d held a cold body in even colder water. In the winds of October, just beginning to chill, he wondered if anyone would find his.

Read now on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41581620/chapters/139291762

Taglist: @missezri

#aftershocks #fic: aftershocks #top gun maverick: aftershocks #top gun: aftershocks #tgm aftershocks #top gun fic #top gun #top gun maverick fic #top gun maverick #kelly vacay savannah #marisol floodgate carter #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #pete maverick mitchell #javy coyote machado #savesin #jelly #billy fritz avalone #ezekiel twister morris #character development hits hard and so does angst

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there's a cherry blossom tree in DC that keeps blooming every year even though it shouldn't and the park service keeps thinking it's dead and then it keeps blooming! well they're removing a lot of trees to rehabilitate the area and they've said it's finally time for stumpy to go and they're going to mulch it and use the mulch to enrich all the other trees so it can help everything else keep going. and they're also going to plant spliced little pieces of it all over so that stumpy can live forever and this is genuinely sending me into a spiral