Maggie. Twenty-nine. California-born, Texas-residing. Queer Jew. Taurus. I write a lot of smut, so no minors, please. If you interact with an adult’s post I assume you are also an adult. If not, block me. The vast majority of things on here, including spoilers and NSFW, are untagged. I am not responsible for the corruption of small children. My interests change faster than I can comprehend, don’t worry about it, I’ll prolly circle back around eventually. You can find me under the same username on both AO3 and discord. Always hyperfixating on Timothée Chalamet, but recently also Eddie Munson so have fun with those posts I guess.
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internet politics and real-world politics have gotten so separated, and pretty soon all this internet weirdness is gonna come crashing into real life and politicians are gonna start throwing around words like “SJW” and “anime communist” and “dark enlightenment” and it’s just gonna be the most ridiculous fucking thing
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intrigued about this so making a poll!
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a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted
their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"
"Every writer"?
come on
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you can live anywhere within your chosen city, as long as it’s within the city limits.
#if Timothée wasn’t in LA I’d go there any day. nyc is too cold for my Californian ass#so I guess it has to be LA#oh well I’ll live right on the outskirts and work just out of town#stay AWAY from me Timothée Hal
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So anyways with the rapid rise of fascism I feel it’s a good time to point out that it’s perfectly legal to follow unjust orders slowly, badly, or inefficiently
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"Greetings to the Universe in 55 Different Languages", a poem arranged out of messages from the Voyager spacecraft
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The irony is that while Republicans might want you to forget January 6 ever happened, they clearly have not forgotten. The violent Capitol attack proved just how far Trump would go and that even members of his own party aren’t safe if they defy him.
According to former Republican House Rep. Pete Meijer, a Republican colleague of his admitted that even though he believed the 2020 election results were legitimate, he couldn’t vote for certification because he feared for his family’s safety.
“If they’re willing to come after you inside the US Capitol, what will they do when you’re at home with your kids?” Meijer said.
Trump’s stochastic terrorism only intensified after January 6. When he faced prosecution for election interference and stealing classified documents, he egged on threats from his supporters against law enforcement authorities, judges, and even their family members. Trump expressed no remorse and showed little interest in tamping down the rhetoric. The judge in his New York election interference case had to impose a gag order on him after Trump attacked his daughter and lied about her on social media. Trump repeatedly violated the gag order, which he falsely decried as “unconstitutional.”
Trump has openly mocked and almost welcomed attacks against his political enemies. When Paul Pelosi, former Speaker Nancy Pelosi’s husband, was brutally assaulted in his home by a deranged MAGA in 2022, Trump used him as a punchline at his hate rallies.
Now back in the White House, Trump is actively endangering his foes. He removed a security detail assigned to Dr. Anthony Fauci, who’s faced death threats after a lengthy and distinguished carer because of MAGA’s unhinged covid conspiracies. Trump also revoked Secret Service protection for John Bolton, Mike Pompeo, and Mark Milley. Iran has threatened their lives because of their work in the Trump administration, but they committed the cardinal MAGA sin of criticizing Dear Leader.
Trump’s message is clear: You’re safe only if you remain unflinchingly loyal. And his pardons of the January 6 criminals suggest he not only has the back of those who commit violence in his name, but condones it.
Lisa Murkowski reveals the ugly nature of Trump's rule: It's not about persuasion. It's about fear.
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i miss them (fictional character i think about literally every single day)
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we’ll we’ll we’ll if it isn’t autocorrect
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i know we joke about cis artists having the weirdest sense of anatomy, but also even when the anatomy is fine, no one seems to want to draw women doing normal things
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After one of Rav Mansour’s classes, he noticed an elderly lady approach him slowly and modestly. She thanked him for the insightful class and asked for a blessing. From the corner of his eye, he saw the numbers tattooed on her arm—she was a Holocaust survivor.
He then said, “If you make me a blessing, I’ll make you a blessing in return.” She didn’t understand what kind of power she held to give over a blessing to such a revered Rav. He explained that any survivor, especially one who still believes in G-d despite the horrors they’ve witnessed, carries great merit.
Rav Mansour asked her, “How did you remain religious? After everything you’ve been through, how did you keep your faith?” She pulled up her sleeve and replied, “You see these numbers? They branded us like cattle. Every number burned through my skin. But as they tattooed me, as I felt that pain, I said to Hashem: ‘Baruch Hashem. Thank You for making me the victim being branded, not the one doing the branding.’ I could have been the one causing pain. Thank You, Hashem, for letting me remain the victim, the one who feels and never the one who inflicts.’”
I still see those numbers—faint, jagged scars on her skin. They branded her like an object, tried to erase her name. But they never touched her soul.
As I watched her roll up her sleeve, I realized something, no tattoo, no act of cruelty, could ever overwrite the truth written on her heart—that she is Hashem’s daughter. That’s the secret our enemies could never grasp. The more they crushed us, the more we clung to that identity. This woman—surviving in a place built on hatred—found her only breath in that role. With each searing jab of the needle, she chose, heartbeat after heartbeat, to belong to Hashem.
That is our victory. And no matter how dark the world may seem, we will never stop choosing it. Because being a child of Hashem is not just who we are—it’s who we choose to be, over and over, in every moment. And nothing, nothing, will ever take that from us.
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