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Seen in downtown Toronto as well
Give men alcohol and heightened emotions and violence is inevitable.
It is utterly predictable.

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when england lose, women bruise
Seen in downtown Toronto as well
Give men alcohol and heightened emotions and violence is inevitable.
It is utterly predictable.
idk i would personally rather give up access to certain products seasonally or locally than have people enslaved to give me the ability to have any product any place any time. i think i can go without tomatoes in january.
i truly do think that most people if confronted with it and pressed on it would agree. but it's comfortable to gain privileges from someone else's suffering, especially if you don't have to see that suffering directly.
They might agree when put under pressure, but history suggests that many people don't give a shit about the suffering of others when they get even a tiny advantage.
And a sizeable chunk actively enjoy the feeling of getting more than their share at the expense of others. Especially when they are raised by culture to value acquisition as success.
I wish it were different, but people are fucking shite for the most part, and have to be legislated, taxed or shamed into doing even the most limited bit of wealth sharing... then occasionally donate to a gofundme or buy a lottery ticket so they can make themselves feel better and pretend they aren't really the selfish cunts that they are.
Dont get me wrong there are generous, kind peeps out there, but people as a whole... totally selfish cunts.
One of the best letters I’ve ever seen just popped up on my Facebook memories. Still makes me laugh.
As today is the 50th anniversary of the moon landing, it’s a great time to revisit Dinah from Devon’s memory of this historic event. And yes, still makes me laugh.
Today is the 54th anniversary of the moon landing, but Dinah’s diary entry is still absolutely magnificent.
57th anniversary of the moon landing and the best diary entry in the history of diary entries. Sit down Samuel Pepys, it’s over. UGH.
Ah these children who always create problems for poor mothers....
best character in supernatural jimmy novak. an angel’s voice coming out of his radio tells him to stick his arm in boiling water and he goes and does it the absolute madlad
overly-devout christians freak me the fuck out but the way supernatural plays it for laughs has me HOLLERING
you know that post about “a simple, regular man who has something deeply wrong with him” from the blueberry coffee post? that’s mr novak here
I had no idea what you were on about so I found the post and now I’m in tears
Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?
It was a huge milestone of scientific and technological advancement. (Plus, at the time, politically significant). Humanity went to space! We set foot on a celestial body that was not earth for the first time in human history! That’s a big deal! I’ve never thought about it before but now that I have, it’s ridiculous to me that that’s not part of our everyday lives and the public consciousness anymore. Why don’t we have a public holiday and a family barbecue about it. Why have I never seen the original broadcast of the moon landing? It should be all over the news every year!
It’s July 20th. That’s the day of the moon landing. Next year is going to be the 54th anniversary. I’m ordering astronaut shaped cookie cutters on Etsy and I’m going to have a goddamn potluck. You’re all invited.
Hey. Hey. Tumblr. Ides of March ppl. We can do this
Hell yeah moon holiday
Ooh coming up we should celebrate
PITCH: We call it Moon Day, and then every 7 years when it falls on a Monday, that's an even BIGGER deal and we call that Moon Day Monday and go absolutely apeshit about it (the next Moon Day Monday is in 2026 so we have a couple trial runs first)
HAPPY MOON DAY EVERYONE
Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?
It was a huge milestone of scientific and technological advancement. (Plus, at the time, politically significant). Humanity went to space! We set foot on a celestial body that was not earth for the first time in human history! That’s a big deal! I’ve never thought about it before but now that I have, it’s ridiculous to me that that’s not part of our everyday lives and the public consciousness anymore. Why don’t we have a public holiday and a family barbecue about it. Why have I never seen the original broadcast of the moon landing? It should be all over the news every year!
It’s July 20th. That’s the day of the moon landing. Next year is going to be the 54th anniversary. I’m ordering astronaut shaped cookie cutters on Etsy and I’m going to have a goddamn potluck. You’re all invited.
Hey. Hey. Tumblr. Ides of March ppl. We can do this
Hell yeah moon holiday
Ooh coming up we should celebrate
PITCH: We call it Moon Day, and then every 7 years when it falls on a Monday, that's an even BIGGER deal and we call that Moon Day Monday and go absolutely apeshit about it (the next Moon Day Monday is in 2026 so we have a couple trial runs first)
HAPPY MOON DAY EVERYONE
i got these knockoff boots online and instead of the brand name on the tag they have the name of an apparently nonexistent martin scorsese movie??? what the fuck
THE ORIGINAL? ON MY DASH
this post led to a series of events that had martin scorsese himself reacting to his alleged movie goncharov and it has less than 400k notes almost 3 years later?
Hey, all! What do you say we take a break from the horrors for some summer Supernatural fun? Join me starting July 15th - Aug. 31st (end of summer) by filling these prompts with your best Supernatural-themed fanfic, art, or other (photography, collage, you do you, as long as you didn't generate it with a tech bro jizz machine!
The rules for this one are simple:
NO AI slop (you will be blocked)
No hate
Must be Supernatural-themed
Pick and choose which prompts you want to fill, post them when you want. Truly, this should be lowkey summer fun used to exercise your creativity and energize the community.
Like, reblog, and comment on others' work!
post with tag #SPNsummer to your social media of choice. I will mainly be focusing on Tumblr.
Be sure to include with prompt you are filling on your post
Have fun with it!
Add your fic to the AO3 collection here!
Fic can be any length, art can be sketchy or detailed: it's up to you to fill the prompt the best you see fit!
**A special note on reblogs: this is not a rule because, frankly, if something tickles your fancy and you want to create, I'm not here to stop you. BUT. Be warned that some themes/pairings will not be reblogged: topics like incest, noncon, and torture are simply not my jam and I generally try to keep them off my feed. I will still encourage everyone following me to check out the #SPNsummer tag though!
I'm sure I forgot to mention something so if you have questions, send me an ask!
Text list below the cut
I’m paying to force seven thousand strangers to see a photo of my late husband having fun with his dog. Tumblr Blaze is totally worth it. XD
Thank-you to all of my new Internet stranger friends for being so gracious about having my post shoved onto your dashboards. I loved reading all of your kind tags and comments! Both Martin and Bosco have been gone for several years now but for 24 hours, they felt very present in my life. I greatly appreciate this gift. ❤️
Reblog to have your dashboard be visited by the spirit of joy that death can end but not erase.
Thank you to everyone who commented in their tags or messaged me. Indeed, today is “Martin and Bosco Day”. I originally whimsically blazed this photo on 13 July 2022. I never expected Martin and Bosco to travel so far and make so many new friends. The experience has been such a gift for me.
It’s now July 13, 2026: HAPPY MARTIN AND BOSCO DAY!
I’m paying to force seven thousand strangers to see a photo of my late husband having fun with his dog. Tumblr Blaze is totally worth it. XD
Thank-you to all of my new Internet stranger friends for being so gracious about having my post shoved onto your dashboards. I loved reading all of your kind tags and comments! Both Martin and Bosco have been gone for several years now but for 24 hours, they felt very present in my life. I greatly appreciate this gift. ❤️
Reblog to have your dashboard be visited by the spirit of joy that death can end but not erase.
Thank you to everyone who commented in their tags or messaged me. Indeed, today is “Martin and Bosco Day”. I originally whimsically blazed this photo on 13 July 2022. I never expected Martin and Bosco to travel so far and make so many new friends. The experience has been such a gift for me.
For some reason this selection of images was flagged and has been in Tumblr limbo for weeks, if not months.
So I’m reposting, cos life’s too short to wait for Tumblr staff to respond to a query…
Its been a while, but baby Dean
chalk brushes on black in photo shop
Art Masterpost for @cdrcrossoverbang.
If you like the Altered Carbon, you're gonna love this.
@tiamatv and I are very disorganised partners, but all the best shit comes outta chaos... right?
Everyone tells Dean that he's a hero of the Protectorate. He's enough of one that when his sleeve--his body--died in the final battle of the Envoy Wars, General Michael himself found Dean's stack and brought him home. He got his soldier ass slotted into a brand spankin' new sleeve, cloned fresh just for him. (And the faces Sam makes when Dean says he's been 'rehymenated?' Fuckin' amazing.)
Life is--should be--good.
Except Dean can't remember most of the war that got him his commendation for valor. He sees butterflies that aren't there. He dreams of a woman with serious blue eyes and stern, beautiful mouth, standing in a field surrounded by lifeless sleeves, all with Dean's face.
It's fine, though. It's fine.
Except one Envoy survived the wars, and they're running around in the body of a NeoChristian named James Novak. Well, Dean and his squad know just how to handle Envoys and sleeve thieves. He's got this.
Right?
Dean Creations Challenge | pimentogirl vs angelusautemdomini
↳ Prompt: Dean’s Pop Culture References → Batman
The Ark
It’s the word that makes us all melt: sweetheart. And it’s even better when Dean is saying it to Cas.
AU written for the Hey, Sweetheart Challenge 2017 @deancas-sweetheart
Story Summary
The Ark, a triple class interstellar craft, offering the opportunity to travel between colonies regardless of Tier Status…
…and the last place left to look…
“They make fine pets,” the old woman crooned as she approached the two men stood in her store. Her fingers were grained with dirt. She smelt. It was not exactly unpleasant, even though it was clear she did not wash, it was an earthy odour. It matched her surroundings.
She checked out their clothing. Expert eyes, evaluating them and their worth. A boy nearing manhood, he would be a handsome adult. Tunic, and leg braids. Soft leather boots, well worn. The father similarly clad, draped with a naval cloak, dark and brooding. They were middle deckers. It was improbable that they could afford such an extravagance.
The lad had not spoken a word, gaining his father’s attention with a subtle touch of his hand, as he paused by the holding pens. The lad’s father stared at his son’s enraptured face. He smiled fondly and ruffled his hand through the unruly dirty blonde hair. It was a gesture normally reserved for a much younger child. Maybe there was a deal to be made after all: The lad was clearly beloved, the father would probably give just about anything to please this precious defective offspring. And the lad’s whole being was focussed on the hooded, cowering figure in her cages. She moistened her lips in anticipation of making a sale. She would be glad to be rid of this one. It was… troublesome.
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