darksaphire2002
Whatever Knows Best
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18+ NSFW/SFW. Mostly TMNT. My muse is Saph. Mun is M. Currently in love with a ninja turtle. they/them 🏳️‍⚧️trans🏳️‍⚧️
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darksaphire2002 · 1 month ago
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I got bored and made this during pharmacology class. I think I'm hilarious.
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darksaphire2002 · 1 month ago
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"I would have named her Kat. After my mother."
This was the first thought in my mind that morning. I woke up at 4am the day after the election to check my phone to get an early glimpse of the election results. I thought that in the event that my candidate lost, I would feel in my chest the shattering of the glass ceiling--my breath catching as I would have to remember how to swallow the heart sized lump in my throat.
But I felt nothing. No surprise, to fear, no tepid anger.
In that moment, I remembered a conversation I had with my late father in 2020 as we stood in the tire pro's parking lot down the street from his house. I had just told him that I had met someone that made me happy, maybe even for the rest of my life. My dreams of having a family of my own were finally materializing. My father smiled in relief as he babbled about finally getting grandchildren. I remember his face twisting when I told him that my partner was sterile. I remember the taste in my mouth souring as the words "That's not good enough. I want babies!" fell from my fathers lips. Even the mention of adoption was huffed at, as if the very idea of raising a child I hadn't formed myself was somehow 'less than'... I knew where the rhetoric came from. My father became heavily involved in far right-wing ideology over the few years prior that only radicalized further when Covid-19 engulfed the world. These were the same beliefs that would lead to his death only two years later.. The next few minutes following that conversation seemed as if they lasted hours. It wasn't a conscious thought. There were no thoughts. It was as if the decision I made in that moment always was; Like a universal truth that needed no convincing. I would never be a parent. This was the kindest option. For myself, and for my baby.
Laying in the warmth of my bed, the darkness of the early morning still present, the light of the screen in my hands illuminated the small corner of my room as I stared down at that red bar. The overwhelming contrast it had compared to the blue one on the opposite side of the screen. 278? 278?? Two. Seven. Eight. I remembered a tiktok I had scrolled past the night before, a man in a red hat laughing as he exclaimed "Your body, MY choice!"
I got out of bed, brushed my hair, did my makeup, and put my scrubs on. If there was any rage left, I was numb to it. It was just another day.
"I would have named her Kat. After my mother."
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darksaphire2002 · 1 month ago
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My son, Midas.
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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best time of year! ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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If you don't think there's bot inference in the US election, here's your proof.
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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Idk. I can hit you and we can both find out, if ya like.
can i be vulnerable
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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Ashkenazi jews generally don’t name their children after the living. I don’t know how or why that tradition was established- but it is considered very bad luck.
I think the idea is that having two people in the same family/vicinity with the same name might lead the angel of death to get confused and take the wrong one.
What you might not know is that Ashkenazim don’t just avoid certain names to make things easier for the angel of death, we also pick certain names specifically to confuse him.
For example, you might name a baby that is born very sick “Alter” (lit. Old) in the hopes that the angel of death will pass over the child until they grow old.
After a near death experience, Ashkenazim sometimes change their first (Hebrew or Yiddish) names to entirely new ones. That way, if the angel of death checks back to see if he has succeeded, he won’t find anyone by the name he’s looking for alive, so he’ll move on.
I’ve never met a Jew who believes in the angel of death literally- but I enjoy the idea of an angel of death that is actually just swamped in paperwork and very easily confused.
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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this post's hypothetical by itself is already ridiculous but the thing that gets me is how the wording implies two very funny things that become funnier in tandem
1. "Accidentally, the pitcher tosses a Christian baby" means this is a mistake on the pitcher's part. i imagine the pitcher is breastfeeding on the field and they pitch and they look down at their hands and they see the ball still in the glove and they go "fuck"
2. hitting the baby will still win you the game
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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When you are alone and have a heart attack. What are you gonna do then?
Take a 2 minute break and read this:
Let's say it's 5:25 pm and you're driving home after an unusually hard day's work.
You are really tired and frustrated. All of a sudden your chest pains. They are starting to radiate in the arm and jaw. It feels like being stabbed in the chest and heart. You're only a few miles away from the nearest hospital or home.
Unfortunately you don't know if you can make it..
Maybe you've taken CPR training, but the person running the course hasn't told you how to help yourself.
How do you survive a heart attack when you're alone when it happens? A person who is feeling weak and whose heart is beating hard has only about 10 seconds before losing consciousness.
1. But you can help yourself by coughing repeatedly and very strongly! Deep breaths before every cough. Coughing should be repeated every second until you arrive at the hospital or until your heart starts to beat normally.
2. Deep breathing gives oxygen to your lungs and coughing movements boost the heart and blood circulation. Heart pressure also helps to restore a normal heartbeat. Here's how cardiac arrest victims can make it to the hospital for the right treatment
3. Cardiologists say if someone gets this message and passes it on to 10 people, we can expect to save at least one life.
4. FOR WOMEN: You should know that women have additional and different symptoms. Rarely have crushing chest pain or pain in the arms. Often have indigestion and tightness across the back at the bra line plus sudden fatigue.
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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FALL DAMAGE SHOULD NOT EXIST IN REAL LIFE.
please sign the petition below
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darksaphire2002 · 5 months ago
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BSODs used to be prettier.
I mean look at this. Beautiful.
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Obviously frustrating but simple and informative.
VS
These motherfuckers.
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"It looks like Windows didn't start correctly", I fucking know that. Familiar/informal tone causes more rage the more times you see it.
Second one is even worse. Not to be dramatic but if my computer blue-screened then showed me a sad emoticon every time I'd have to kill it.
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darksaphire2002 · 6 months ago
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@nerdydirtydonnie @aurora-the-kunoichi @southernblossoms @imthegreenfairy88
@betelgeusessonajblog
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