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[unapologeticallyapologetic]

Okay, pinned post!

Call me Rivki! She/Her. I'm 25+ and some of what I talk about on this blog will not be appropriate, and I'm not comfortable talking to anyone under 18. No minors. I also gotta put a big ol' "Antis DNI" warning here because I will likely talk about bizarre/unethical pairings and plots, and I really don't wanna make people uncomfortable. If I follow you and you fall into either category, it was an honest mistake and please block me. If my stuff does make you uncomfortable, please block me! That's for your own sake. Self-care is recognizing your boundaries and crafting a comfortable space for yourself.

If I block you and we've never interacted, it's probably not anything personal. Tbh a lot of the time it's because people scare me, or it's for stupid reasons like this art style makes me feel weird or this sense of humor reminds me of an ex-friend, oh no what if it's them. Don't read too deep into it.

Aside from that, idk if there's anything worth mentioning!

A FEW TAGS:

A collection of My Guys from old books

Rivki's Song of the Day (not actually daily)

uhhh that's it.

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Do you like this song? #801

Yes I like it, I already know it

Yes I like it, first time listening

No I don't like it, I already know it

No I don't like it, first time listening

Voting ended onMay 19

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✨ Artists and titles will be revealed with the full song after the poll's conclusion, check the original post for an update!

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(my mood every day for the past year innit)

⚠️➡️ Yes, spoilers includes posting the lyrics. Please don't spoil. There are other ways to have fun with the post if you reblog it, maybe be sneaky/witty about it with obscure references. Have fun while following the rules! 😄💖 Fandom blogs/communities are welcome to reblog, but please keep that as far as it goes with spoilers!

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EYYYYY THIS HISTORIC SYNAGOGUE IS SENSORY-ACCOMMODATING!!! 💯💯🎇🎇🕍✡️🕍🎧🎧🎧🎧

Won't say what synagogue for obvious self-doxx reasons, but EYYY!!!

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

eggs are most delicious when least touched by fire (so poached, sunny side up, etc declining in quality to over easy, hard boiled). this is because fire cleanses the egg of sin (primary source of flavor). this is also why the objectively most delicious egg is soft boiled (hardened purified exterior traps the delicious sin inside the soft gooey interior), and why scrambled eggs are morally ambiguous

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

couple things

deviled eggs are delicious bc, while hard boiled/cleansed of sin, as the name implies the sin has been artificially added back in (via mayonnaise)

raw eggs are indeed the Most Delicious, which is why consuming them inflicts divine punishment (salmonella) unless they have received exorcism (pasteurization)

rotten eggs smell like that bc the sin has been absolved. as with most things in life, the church is to blame

[unapologeticallyapologetic]

Video to the chorus of "The Boys Are Back in Town" by Thin Lizzy, but for each repetition of the titular line, a different male bird (identifiable by sexual dimorphism) is shown

Original idea to make later. Donut Steel. I mean it.

[unapologeticallyapologetic]

Mentally recovering from visiting family for Pesach, will update the craziness of my right-wing Frum family later, but I will say for now

My cousin's 7-year-old son was SHOCKED and then HYPED when he realized I'd roughhouse with him. Pelting beach balls at each other, throwing him on a pillow mound, general wrestling. But I'm also very anxious about injury so I kept pausing our game to move tripping hazards out of the way, put away things that could poke/cut if fallen on, or to check on him.

"You play like an uncle but you ask 'are you okay' like a mom."

Ngl that's the highest praise I've ever received.

[unapologeticallyapologetic]

LET US ALL JOIN IN THE SINGING.................

This is supposed to be Ma Nishtanah, a song that's sung by the youngest capable kid at the seder, but it looks so ominous???

Why does Mother look Disapprovingly

Where are Son's E Y E S

Source: 1950s Haggadah for Congregation Emanu-El in San Francisco. No artist credited.

[unapologeticallyapologetic]

Chag Pesach Sameach, lemme curse you wiu with The Children

[unapologeticallyapologetic]

demurely coughing up blood into a handkerchief while staring forlornly out the window, debating if I have the energy to make the long journey westward. Whispering reassurances to my fretting mother in a frail voice that's more wheeze than word.

You know. As you do.

[piosplayhouse]

The existence of a safeword also implies the existence of a dangerword that you can use to instantly turn any sexual event into a combat encounter

[heycallmered]

"make me" is a common choice for this.

[nordickies]

I should be doing literally anything but drawing atm but I laughed too hard at this post from the official Sealand account. I had to doodle it

[unapologeticallyapologetic]

I am going to lose my mind. I'm running front desk, and the new security guard is here, and it is just. Constant stimulation.

He is watching tiktoks with automated voices. He is loudly sleeping soup and sniffling. He is making old man grunts and lip smacks. Constantly. There is no pause, not even a SECOND of silence. It is always something. And there's still an hour left.

If you never hear from me again it's because I snapped and ran off to the woods to revert to a feral state.

[adhdoofenshmirtz]

Yearning for someone who doesn't exist

[adhdoofenshmirtz]

Or giving a monkey a shower

[adhdoofenshmirtz]

[bovineblogger]

What if there was a cow that could fly?

um. uhh um. fat bumbalbee

[bovineblogger]

fat little bumbalabee

[i-havenothingelsetopost]

bumbalamoo

[bovineblogger]

HOLY SHIT???!!!!!!!

[shiftythrifting]

You know the real-life creatures known as Honeypot Ants? This little ornament of a woman struck me as being a human equivalent.

This was in the Sue Ryder charity shop in Saltash, UK.

[unapologeticallyapologetic]

Oh. Cool. I can no longer afford my med. Getting employer insurance is gonna end me.

[unapologeticallyapologetic]

S i g h . . .

Oh to be a demure twink pressed against a buff centaur, looking longingly into his eyes with utmost adoration

[unapologeticallyapologetic]

No, you know what?

Fuck you.

[INCREASINGLY MASCULINIZES YOUR CAKED UP OLD MAN ANGEL]

This is the change in woodcut over a few volumes.