Not today Justin
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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pixel skylines
Cosimo Galluzzi
will byers stan first human second
if i look back, i am lost
styofa doing anything
#extradirty
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Love Begins
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Keni
AnasAbdin
Peter Solarz
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occasionally subtle
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@alltheworldsinmyhead
Chapter 5: SANKT ILYA IN CHAINS
the patron saint of unlikely cures
"He reaches for the chain and pushes the door open, and is so surprised, seeing his visitor, that it overpowers any other emotion. He hasn’t seen this face ever since before he was deployed. How long has it been? Four years? More?"
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absolute gold on Reddit today
A COMINT !!
chatgpt is a threat to the symbiotic relationship between fanfic writers and their betas. we are losing our traditions. eradicate the soulless machine and ask your friend who has a full time job and 3 kids to annotate your omegaverse fanfiction like any other responsible adult.
i love you green. i love you forests. i love you smell of damp earth. i love you feeling before the storm breaks. i love you moss. i love you rivers. i love you streams. i love you thunderstorms. i love you sunlight shining through leaves.
not to be a dirty commie or anything but i don't think any one person should have enough money to solve world hunger and then get to decide not to
The first rule of fandom is have fun. The second rule of fandom is find an enabler and become an enabler. Yes you should write that fic. What if it was even hornier? What if it was angstier? What if you wrote it just for me?
Sometimes you write a whole fic just for one sex scene, and sometimes you write a whole fic just for one joke.
@whatanybodygets or sometimes you write a whole fic just for one line
let's have a smoke break with mama (and question our career choice)
Dana and her ducklings 😭😭
@alltheworldsinmyhead
"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry
Imagine the level of whimsy I could reach if I just had $5M in my bank account rn
top 3 hobbies for young adults:
1. borrowing misery from future
2. carrying grief of the past
3. agonizing over the present
just found out about this cute little birdy and i am in love
from the above-linked ebird.org:
Anis are bizarre, coal-black cuckoos with long floppy tails and unique, curiously tall, flattened bills. Groove-billed occurs in a variety of open and semi-open habitats in tropical lowlands and foothills, typically staying low in shrubs and grasses. Gregarious and not particularly graceful; usually seen crashing around awkwardly in small groups.
oh my god
groove billed anis are a hilarious cuckoo situation where they ended up laying their eggs in one another’s nests instead of anyone else’s. they hang out together in groups of up to five pairs until a nest gets built (sometimes by committee, sometimes they just hang around hopefully until someone does it all on their own) then they start sneaking over and laying an egg in at a time. the females who lay for the first time will sometimes flip prior eggs out of the nest like ‘oh i KNOW this one isn’t mine! away it goes’ but eventually everyone’s laid a couple eggs in there and is stuck with the mutual hostage situation. then they take turns incubating until all the kids hatch and everyone pitches in on feeding them, because no one knows which of the kids are theirs so they all might as well.
they also like to do a team handshake where they clump up and mutually make a low bubbling noise together, to signal group affiliation. go team!
Also their eggs are incredibly beautiful. They’re a very pretty blue color, but covered by a white chalky outer layer that is easily scratched off, so they end up in various stages of in-between.
(Photo © Henrique_Anizio, shared under CC BY-NC).
aftercare for posting on ao3
your fic was good you did grammar good you’re the kind of freak people like everything’s cool dude :^)
The Unmourned
The vampires who emerged with the closing of the Fold don’t trouble the Geldstraat. Ketterdam’s rich live securely, with powerful wards against the supernatural built into the fabric of their houses and private security to walk their streets after dark. The rest of the city does what they can to keep safe, but the last line of defense for the poor, the helpless, and the unlucky are the Flames. Chosen by the University of Ketterdam’s Night Science Institute and sponsored by the city in the interests of preserving their labor force, Flames hunt vampires through the streets, accompanied by University-trained Wardens who strengthen and protect them.
Ever since Inej’s parents were killed, she’s devoted herself to a single ambition: becoming a Flame. But on the streets of Ketterdam, the future she dreamed of may not look much like the future she gets.
Chapter 1: The Wet and the Dry
She expects him to try for something inspiring, some drum-roll of rhetoric for the hundred people gathered here to compete for the privilege of risking their necks to save people. After all, anyone who’s here could be going out for private security, and maybe some will, if they don’t make it. The government subsidizes the NSI and its Flames, but it’s not like it doesn’t pay more, to walk the wards around the Geldstraat and the Zelverstraat and play bodyguard to rich kids when they slum it. Nobody tries to become a Flame unless they’ve got some ideals.
But all the Warden says is, “Welcome to the first day of the Night Science Institute’s trials. Candidates number one through twenty-five will go to the north hall for the written. Twenty-six through fifty, west hall for small science. Fifty-one through seventy-five, east hall for mental. Seventy-six through one hundred, please proceed to the south hall for the athletic.”
Chappell Roan, who left her talent agency when she found out the Ceo was in the Epstein Files, is getting more hate than people in the actual Epstein files. Pedophiles are currently presidents and starting wars, wife beaters are getting awards and selling out stadiums, but a lesbian who is not the nicest most cheerful person 24/7 is the actual devil and getting banned from performing. I think she should be meaner. Let her be the nastiest bitch in the world. Maybe more women will wake up from the fucking trance this world has put us through and realise being "not nice" is not the biggest crime in the world.
The Anne Shirley Opening dropped and Naoko Yamada has delivered yet another masterpiece.
Love everything about it, be it the song or the animation itself. It captures her personality so well, as well as the nature of the show. Just the way they captured her body language is perfect.
Some really strong openings this anime spring season, but this is a top contender.
