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planetpiastri · 2 months ago
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not dead not alive but a secret third option
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bloodydeanwinchester · 3 months ago
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DESTIEL IN EVERY EPISODE → 6x20 the man who would be king
i'm doing this for you, dean. i'm doing this because of you.
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decarbry · 4 months ago
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heroes always stop
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fiveredlights · 2 months ago
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i really hate in the end that he did go quietly. not the media coverage surrounding it, but on track. drove the last lap alone. no other cars in sight. last memories of him on track are him driving into a pitlane. no donuts. no celebration. quietly left the cockpit, the place he’s known for years and walked away. last driver out the paddock. and that was the end.
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woiwais · 7 months ago
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Doodles on whiteboard I was in 2 days ago I think
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dear-ao3 · 8 months ago
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i think the japan update of the f1 silly season post may in fact be the thing that kills me. this is all for you all.
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yangjeongin · 10 months ago
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lesbiansfor-blackbeard · 4 months ago
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sorry does anyone else see the aaron jean neil friendship happening or am I insane
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yashley · 1 month ago
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"I’m gonna send a message to Fearne."
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winepresswrath · 9 months ago
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Madam Yu was Jiang Cheng’s mother, Yu ZiYuan. Of course, she was Jiang FengMian’s wife, and used to cultivate with him as well. Naturally, she should be called Madam Jiang. But, for some reason, everyone had always called her Madam Yu. Some people guessed that it was because she didn’t want to take on her husband’s surname due to her assertive personality. On this matter, neither the husband nor the wife in question had ever argued either.
I'm 95% sure mxtx's response to my whatdoesitmean.jlaw would be "lmao don't worry about it" but really, what does it mean? Why do random gossips think this is a girlboss moment?? What is the tone of "had [n]ever argued either"? Does JFM not care? Does he feel like he shouldn't care or like fighting or even asking is pointless? Why does Madame "every inch of this place is my territory" hold herself apart in such a public way. The people (me) demand answers.
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scalpho · 1 year ago
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underrated fantasy high moment that lives forever in my brain
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notbecauseofvictories · 2 years ago
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My best friend and I had a call recently---she’s back with her family for a bit helping out with some hometown stuff. As part of the stuff, she’s been going through a (deceased) relative’s scrapbook, compiled in the American Midwest circa 1870-1900 and featuring mostly cut-out figures from the ads of the day.
She talked about how painstaking this relative’s work was. (Apparently the relative was careful to cut out every finger, every cowlick; this was by no means carelessly or hastily assembled.) But she also she talked about how---the baby on the baking soda ad is ugly, it is so ugly, why anyone would clip this heinously ugly illustrated baby and paste it into a scrapbook? Why would you save the (terribly told, boring) ghost story that came with your box of soap?
(Why include these things in the first place? we asked each other. ”There’s a kind of anti-capitalism to it,” she mused.)
And we discussed that for a bit---how most of the images, stories, artists, and ads were local, not national; they’re pulled from [Midwestern state] companies’ advertisements in [Midwestern state] papers, magazines, and products. As a consequence, you’re not looking at Leyendecker or Norman Rockwell illustrations, but Johann Spatz-Smith from down the road, who took a drawing class at college.
(College is the state college, and he came home on weekends and in the summer to help with the farm or earn some money at the plant.)
But it also inspired a really interesting conversation about how---we have access to so much more art, better and more professional art, than any time in history. As my bff said, all you have to do to find a great, technically proficient and lovely representational image of a baby, is to google the right keywords. But for a girl living in rural [Midwestern state] of the late 1800s, it was the baking soda ad, or literal actual babies. There was no in-between, no heading out to the nearby art museum to study oil paintings of mother and child, no studying photographs and film---such new technologies hadn’t diffused to local newspapers and circulars yet, and were far beyond the average person’s means. But cheap, semi-amateur artists? Those were definitely around, scattered between towns and nearby smallish cities.
It was a good conversation, and made me think about a couple things---the weird entitlement that “professional” and expensive art instills in viewers, how it artificially depresses the appetite for messy unprofessional art, including your own; the way that this makes your tastes narrower, less interesting, less open.
By that I mean---maybe the baby isn’t ugly! Maybe you’ve just seen too many photorealistic babies. Maybe you haven’t really stopped to contemplate that your drawing of a baby (however crude, ugly, or limited) is the best drawing of a baby you can make, and the act of drawing that lumpen, ugly baby is more sacred and profoundly human than even looking at a Mary Cassatt painting.
And even if that isn’t the case....there was this girl in [American Midwestern state] for whom it was very, very important that she capture every finger, curl, and bit of shading for that ugly soap ad baby. And some one hundred years later, her great-something-or-other took pains to preserve her work---because how terribly human it is, to seek out all the art we can find that resonates with us, preserve it, adore it.
It might be the most human impulse we have.
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rickybaby · 1 month ago
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I know everyone has their own theories about how the rumours started, but I’m pretty convinced red bull itself was the one who put the rumours out there. I know Sky sports are not exactly bastions of accurate reporting, but the way they went so fucking hard at it and had the whole career montage ready to go, I don’t think they would have truly gone to the extent they did if they had not received that piece of information from a very senior and legit source from the team itself. They probably did it to twist Daniel’s hand into accepting the reserve role because they literally have no contractual mechanism to demote him to reserve driver but they forgot that Daniel walked away once because he felt he wasn’t being offered what he deserved and he walked away again because once again, he chose his self-worth.
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it-came-autumnally · 2 months ago
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These two are so funny. Women's wrongs standoff
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kindahoping4forever · 8 months ago
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This pic, obviously
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batfam-stuff-posts-0 · 2 months ago
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For the "top 5" thing: top 5 headcanons
Not necessarily in this order:
Tim gets away with a ton of shit because Bruce immediately assumes it's one of the others and can't prove it's tim even if he gets suspicious.
When Damian does something wrong they spray him with water like a cat.
Damian follows dick around sometimes like a lost kitten. Dick doesn't mention it, but his mood improves significantly every time he notices.
All the batkids steal each other's clothes.
Jason's body temperature is too low because death and Lazarus pit reasons. Once he came to the cave because he was injured, not majorly, but enough to warrant Alfred's help. And Bruce saw his temperature. And freaked tf out. This resulted in a cuddle pile, a grumpy Damian, and Jason accepting hugs from others (mostly Dick) more often.
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