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This is why I stay away from anything Buffy that is not cannon, but Sarah, girl I am LISTENING!!!

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i’m not aromantic but i believe in their beliefs

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500 followers celebration: faith lehane + “when you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off of knives” 

requested by @delitefullychaotic

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"Orpheus on the Windowsill" by Valentin Tselmer (1950s)

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The fact that you can’t raise taxes on billionaires even slightly without them pouring money into fascist political movements is, of itself, evidence that billionaires as a class shouldn’t be allowed to exist in the first place.

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as always if you're eligible to sign, sign and share. if you're not eligible, share but don't sign.

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saw this tweet and now i’m curious!

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Actually full disclosure until like a couple months ago I thought that Severance and Succession were the same thing. They're both three-syllable titles that start with S and from the scattered posts I saw on my dash appeared to involve mostly people looking very distraught in business-y environments. Eventually I started to pick up on the sci-fi stuff but for a while I was just like "Man, this family is even more fucked up than I thought!"

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Literally criminal that they weaponised Matilda against Karen btw

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it's not mentioned in the song but in the corner of the piano man bar there is a mouse hole and inside that hole is a smaller replica of the bar staffed and patronized by mice who perfectly mirror all of the characters and they all say squeak us a song you're the piano mouse and mouse what are you doing here while they put cheese in his tiny jar

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Beware the Danger Corner!!

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Hooked

It’s like the whole world has gone away. She’s accustomed to her perception stretching boundlessly, such that the idea of losing any individual sense would feel almost trivial. A dizzying sense of power to imagine, now that she’s robbed of it. Anything could be there with her and she’d have no way to know – no warning to let her do anything about it. She’s not used to thinking in such base mortal terms as “threat”, but the concept hits her with a visceralness now, as her hands and tails thrash outwards to feel something, anything. The only thread she can grasp onto is an odd but unshakeable sense of being watched. Not quite a memory, but a certainty all the same; of a novel presence: clean and sharp and evaluating.

833 words on ao3. A Hannah/Naomi fic written for @spntoxicfemslashevent day 6 "lobotomy/mindwipe". Angel-lobotomies-serving-as-intricate-rituals installment 2!

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What’s going to make you happy right now? Is it some cake? Is it a nap? Is it calling your mom? Is it going on a drive and blasting music? Is it taking a bath? Is it reading a book?

Check in with yourself because you deserve that happiness, whatever it is.

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We don’t talk enough about the satisfying feeling you get as an author when you’ve written exactly the fic you wanna read

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That said, CHICAGO, LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!