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when camilla wants a nap she just puts on a nature documentary and lets them go wild
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Me: Diesel left an hour ago, it's probably safe for me to open this can of tuna now.
Diesel: *Shows up at my kitchen window as soon as the tuna is opened, pushing his face against the glass*
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i think the most upsetting detail of the mike and el fight in s4v1 is that, when mike tells el that she’s a superhero, she physically isn’t. and yes, this is stated in the scene, she says it herself. “not anymore.”
but i don’t know if many viewers sit back and visualize what that means for her, in terms of her identity and life purpose.
imagine: you are a weapon. your purpose in life is to do whatever the adults in white clothes tell you to. you are built to search and to inflict pain.
you escape and finally start using your powers for good - to protect people. you are lauded as the savior of another child, and of a small group of people who are kept to secrecy.
then, just as you begin to explore your individual identity for the very first time— you lose your power, the thing your life has revolved around since you started forming memories. the thing you are praised for, loved for. it must feel like cutting off an arm or losing an entire sensory system. you have to relearn how to exist both physically and mentally, now with part of your being locked away.
you start your social life anew and have a fresh slate to try out this whole identity thing. you are immediately pointed out as the other, an outcast, someone who is different and talks weird and does unpredictable things. you try your best to be nice, but nothing works. you have all this anger built up inside you because, again, you were built this way, to fuel your power on rage and to destroy.
you cannot find who you want to be, because they have already decided it for you. you are a freak in their eyes. you are an easy target. you may be taller now, nothing like the child you were in the lab, but you are weaker than ever.
and with all of that pain, you look to your boyfriend—someone you love, the first person your age to treat you with care— for support. but he has also decided for you. he says you are a superhero.
you had to learn to close doors with your hands, after using your mind for years. every time you lift your hand to do something, to reach for your power, you are reminded that you are no longer a superhero.
what if you are neither? none of the above? is that even possible? to be someone outside of how you are perceived?
and then, you are given the opportunity to get them back. no, you need to get them back, your friends’ lives depend on it. so you do, and it’s incredibly painful, and you learn more awful things about your past, like watching yourself act our someone else’s memories.
and after all of that. your boyfriend is finally there for you, telling you he loves you for who you are, like you even know who you are, fully. he calls you his superhero.
but you do not save the day, your best friend dies in front of you and the town you vowed to save over and over— by virtue of your birth and the fact that no one else physically can— is destroyed. your powers are back, but you do not feel like a superhero, and hearing it from someone you love makes it somehow sound even faker.
it’s so upsetting. god. it breaks my heart. using the word superhero just. what a choice.
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i <3 blocking people for mildly bad fandom opinions
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im reading about cowboy phrases and sayings and like 95% of them are just solid life advice
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“Fuck you and the horse you rode in on” Okay it’s fine to hate me or whatever but you do understand the horse is not a part of this right. Like he’s only here because I got on his back and steered him here. I treat him exceptionally well but if he saw anything slightly strange he would run into the woods and forget about me forever. Take it back.
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Today, Ukraine became the first. The first country in the world against which an intercontinental ballistic missile was used.
let's goooo незламний народе first in everything amirite -----------------------------------
no one cares
I don't care what you say. This is the harsh truth. No one gives a fuck if our nation lives or dies.
To use intercontinental missile to strike Dnipro. That's gotta be the most ridiculously expensive temper tantrum ever.
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The demonization of actual charities/orgs in favor of individual GFMs has done nothing but stripped marginalized people of their privacy + dignity by forcing them to become internet celebrities in order to get their needs met as opposed to an org that could privately help them if said org had the funding!!!! Also it’s why people feel the need to go as far as to fake their own kidnappings just to get traction! Not to mention it’s just made the lives of grifters so much easier
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[COVERED IN BLOOD, EYES LARGE] i have been working. On my resume
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looking at people’s blogs who self-identify as “commies” is like trying to figure out if a mushroom is your friend or poisonous
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finally convinced my mum nd sister to watch But I’m A Cheerleader with me 🙏🙏🙏
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was asked to make a transmasc version of the meme
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was asked to make a transmasc version of the meme
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