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careless-with-your-heart · 11 months ago
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Fictional boys with severely traumatic pasts who wear their shirtsleeves rolled to the elbow, please get in my television.
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passionfruitmango · 1 month ago
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nOoOOOOOOO
WHY
WHY do bases for printed design hoodies/clothes have to be a 50/50 cotton poly blend????
My skin is BOUGIE and NEEDS 100% cotton or body is uncomfortably warm sensory hell 😭😭😭😭😭
Wait Wait Wait hang on hold up-
I have just checked the sweaters in my personal collection
They are 50/50 cotton poly blend
Heh
Oh✨️✨️✨️
[Nvm]
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springsteens · 10 months ago
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I got my period but I'm actually quite excited because I bought some premium pads for the first time in my life because they were on sales and I just want to test them lmao like how old do you have to be to be excited about such things
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the-witchhunter · 8 months ago
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@stealingyourbones I know
and yes it is fun
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solution oriented
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civilizednations · 11 months ago
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How CVLZD Nations Ode To International Style?
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A universal language spoken in fabrics, threads, and the unspoken swagger of a perfectly curated outfit. They are a streetwear brand that has been making tides in the fashion industry. Their unique style and designs have captured the attention of many experts in the field. One of their latest collections, CVLZD Nations Ode to International Style, has been particularly noteworthy. This exclusive line transcends traditional boundaries, offering a fusion of diverse global influences that captivate the senses and redefine sartorial norms. Read More: https://medium.com/@civilizednationunitedllc/how-cvlzd-nations-ode-to-international-style-7c54f391218b
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heartfullofleeches · 1 year ago
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Remy I miss you I love you also. Titus. I love him and miss him. And also Nightlight reader. Babies. Beloved.
[I had am old blurbo with Nightlight and Titus I scrapped. Here's one for him and Remmy too]
Remmy finding Nightlight Reader at a thrift store while looking for more dolls to add to his collection of antiques. They're the most beautiful "doll" he's never seen- (anything that has a humanoid form and is made of plastic, wood, cotton is a doll to Remmy- even androids). He takes the android home - planning to clean them up and give them a comfortable spot in his room. When Remmy touches the heart on their chest-
"Powering on.......backup battery at 12% percent....Accessing memory...No memories found... error...error...err-"
"Ah!.. That was scary. Hm, where did I end up now? Oh! Hello, tiny person - are you my new owner?"
Remmy instantly falls in love seeing this robot pick up on the dolls on his bed and speaking to it as a normal person. "Um, actually..I think that's me."
"Whoa! Where did you come from? My apologies, owner - what should I call you?
Remmy falls more in love with Nightlight by the second. They're so caring, and warm, and they love to play with his dolls as much as he does. They would follow his every command as part of their programming, but Remmy hardly feels the need to order them around because he knows they'll never leave him and for that he'd do anything from them. Stays awake all night until nightlight carries him to bed making new clothes for them. Buys all the books he needs to repair any minor damages they might have - and completely erase any trace of their memories of the past.
All Remmy needs is Nightlight. All Nightlight needs is Remmy.
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Titus is given Nightlight Reader as a present from his guards after finding the android in a landfill on earth and repairing them to working order- The emperor has been more irritable than usual- if he dislikes this bot, his guards pray that smashing them to bits will be enough to quell his anger at least for a time. The guards present the android to their king and wait-
"What have you brought to bore me with now?'
"We believe it is an earth made machine designed to relieve stress for humans-"
The emperor chuckles. "Is that so?~ I have been rather pent up recently, and it isn't a complete eyesore, but you are aware of our difference in size, yes? Are you certain it won't break on first use?"
"Er, not in that exact way, your highness. You see, they-"
Titus huffs. "Then what good is it?"
"Just....allow me to turn them on. Please place your finger on their heart, your highness."
"This is ridiculous...."
The emperor does as instructed
"Powering on....Battery at 100%...System rebooting."
"Mm....Huh? What a strange place... Are you my new own..er? Oh, owner- your stress levels are dangerously high - they're increasing by the second! Why won't I sing you a lullaby while you relax with your favorite drink? I know lots, but I can always make up new ones - maybe one about your pretty eyes."
"That..... actually sounds wonderful. I haven't had a decent night of rest in ages. It's humorous to me how you were able to figure that out in seconds when these fools have been with me for centuries. I think I'm going to enjoy your company more than I thought."
Titus cannot go or sleep anywhere which his little nightlight. Feeling their heated, smaller form is all thats needed to knock him out like a light. Nightlight Reader is restricted from joining Titus in meetings for that sole reason. This whole ass tyrant sits in his chair pouting like a child until he can reunite with his little love. Decorates them like the doll they are with jewelry and adorable outfits. Whenever Titus is in one of his rages, guards quickly run off to retrieve nightlight from wherever they're exploring in the palace
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sleevesareforlosers · 1 year ago
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[ID. Two quilted potholders laid one on top of the other. The potholders are made with a "braided" half-hexagon pattern, each panel a different blue, gold, black, and white print with a swirled of geode-like appearance. Black sashing runs between the panels and the potholders are bound with black as well. End ID.]
On sale now! These quilted potholders are both stylish and functional. 100 percent cotton fabrics make the top and back sturdy, while an insulated batting layer keeps your hands cool even if the kitchen gets hot!
🔗in the next reblog.
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skelswritingcorner · 11 months ago
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An Unfamiliar Place
A/N: Ah yes, my first foray into writing anything Transformers related. No specific characters are mentioned, I'll have to consult the wikis and read the comics before I even try to add any characters.
Also First Contact AU stuff WOOOOOO
Reader is gender neutral.
Word Count: 409
Warnings: SFW, mentions of injuries and blood (no gore tho)
Edit: A version of this that was not written while watching a clown Vtuber can be read here.
Everything was so massive to you, yet familiar. Like you were a doll in a normal sized house. However, there was no time for that. Not with the injuries making you bleed out from so many places you can’t figure out all of them. Clutching at your side, where you 100 percent knew you were bleeding the most, you stumbled your way through the unfamiliar territory.
You had to find somewhere to hide, and hopefully tend to your wounds as well. At least figure out where you got injured during the crash. If anyone’s in here, they’re looking for me. You thought to yourself. Fortunately, you had the gut feeling to have some medical supplies in the several pockets of your jacket and pants that you can patch yourself up with. If you didn’t have that, you’d be fucked.
Limping against a wall, you found a potential place to hide. You weren’t sure how long you could hide before anything detected you, but it’s a place to hide. It looked like a metal crate to you, about the height of a shipping container. There was the slightest gap at the side, which you eagerly shimmied into.
There were glowing pink cubes inside, light enough for you to check your wounds. Lifting up your jacket and shirt, you assessed the damage to your torso.
A decent amount of blood was trickling out. Not flowing as much as before, but still enough to be concerning.
It might’ve dripped on the floor.
The ones here might see the blood, they could find you.
You unzipped the pockets of your jacket, grabbing something, anything, that you could use to cover the hole. Stuffing a large cotton ball inside was the most you could do.
Fortunately, that was pretty much the only injury that needed treatment. It was just scrapes and scratches from what you could see.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Mechanical whirls, growling of machines speaking vowels and consonants. Did they notice blood? From what you could tell, there were at least two speaking. Will they notice you? Will they help you? Or will you die here, succumbing to either your injuries or an infection?
The voices and thumping stopped. Mumbles from the mechanical beings started, then a set of footsteps got closer and closer to where you were. You squeaked, unsure if they’ll even consider trying to help you.
What looked like a finger prodded the gap you entered, then pulled it open.
(Sorry this was super brief, I don't know how to continue this or what characters to include. Hope y'all enjoy this funky thing I wrote at midnight :3)
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itseasytoremember · 3 days ago
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Christmas gift finished! Swaddling blanket for my brother and his wife! 100 percent cotton. Now to weave in the ends and wash/block
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fatehbaz · 2 years ago
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Avocado orchards had carpeted the gently undulating hills around the sacred lake of Pátzcuaro with stodgy green bushes. Here, before the cataclysmic arrival of the first envoys dispatched by Hernando Cortes from the Aztec capital over the mountains to the East, [...] the Purépecha had sown maize, amaranth, zucchini, cacao, cotton, tomato, beans, a dozen types of chili, and much more.
Now the monotonous “green gold” of the avocado boom had colonized the entire Mexican state of Michoacán. [...] [I]t was shocking to think that the cause of the disaster was America’s great patriotic party: the National Football League’s Super Bowl. A flurry of advertising creativity on behalf of the Mexican avocado was unleashed every year during the multi-million-dollar sports broadcast. [...] “Is your life just terrible?” asks the comic actor Chris Elliott, star of Scary Movie 2 and Scary Movie 4, in the 2019 spot. “You deserve more! Spread an avocado on top of everything!” [...] A few days before the Super Bowl, the domestic diva Martha Stewart [...] had released on social networks her latest recipe for guacamole [...]. Guacamole was now an obligatory snack for the 100 million or so Americans who watched the Super Bowl. In February of 2017, 278 million avocados -- most of them from Michoacán -- had been sold during the days before the game in [the US] [...].
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The avocado had become the star product of Mexican food production in the age of the North American Free Trade Agreement (NAFTA) [...] since NAFTA was signed in 1994 [...]. [Mexican] farmers produced 16 times more than the formerly dominant Californian growers. [...] Moreover, the avocado was now classified as a “superfood” [...].
It had not always been like this. In the 1950s, the avocado was known unsentimentally as the crocodile pear [...]. Imports from Mexico were banned until 1997 [...] . When complete liberalization was announced in 2007, Michoacán had become an unbeatable competitor for the Californian avocado growers. The Mexican producers specialized, like their Californian rivals, in the Hass variety of avocado, more meaty than those that the Purépecha had [...] consumed over the millennia, and with a tough skin that protected the pears during long hauls in chilled container trucks to El Paso or Tijuana and then beyond to the big US consumer markets. [...] [T]he Hass avocado was perfectly suited to the global market [...]. Michoacán, whose crystalline lakes had earned it the name of the “land of fish” in the indigenous language of Tarasco, would never be the same.
By 2020, 80 percent of the avocados consumed in the United States came from Michoacán [...].
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Now in the 21st century, on the outskirts of Uruapan, the frenetic capital del aguacate, the new economy of agribusiness took shape [...]. Further west on the shores of Lake Pátzcuaro, the monoculture had not yet colonized the entire landscape, but the advance of the avocado seemed unstoppable. [...] “Practically everybody here wants an avocado orchard [...],” explained [FFB], a resident of the Purépecha indigenous community of Jarácuaro on the shores of the lake. [...] [H]e was horrified by the extent of environmental destruction. “They pump water from the lake to water the avocado orchards [...]. It’s pillage. [...]”
The falling water level, together with the introduction of the rapacious predator tilapia, had wiped out almost all the [...] [native] fish species. Of the cornucopia of marine life that had fed the Purépecha cities, only the diminutive silvery charal remained. The same occurred at other great freshwater deposits in Michoaczán. [...] The Purépecha communities on the shores of the lake, a landscape of stunning beauty where dense pine and ilex oak forests met white nymphaea lilies floating on turquoise water, were girding themselves for the arrival of the aguacateros, avocado producers [...].
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“They put a gun to your head and tell you to sign the deed before the notary. That’s how the transfer of land is agreed upon,” explained [GV], a sociologist at the University of San Nicolas de Hidalgo in Morelia [...].
Meanwhile, large exporters and avocado brokers -- some of them international brands like Del Monte -- were profiting by purchasing from producers at dirt-cheap prices and reselling to the US supermarket chains at very attractive ones. “They pay a dollar per kilo of avocado here and sell it for eight at a Minnesota W*lmart,” said [GV].
In order not to squander such a reliable source of profits, “transnational corporations, just like the Canadian mining companies in Zacatecas, pay the extortion money [...],” he continued.
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Text by: Andy Robinson. Gold, Oil, and Avocados: A Recent History of Latin America in Sixteen Commodities. 2021. [Bold emphasis and some paragraph breaks added by me.]
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girakacheezer · 5 months ago
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Howdy hope u are well! I have a question about Niko Plushie (⁠๑⁠´⁠•⁠.̫⁠ ⁠•⁠ ⁠`⁠๑⁠) Is it okay if I put it in the washing machine? Or does the plushie have a special way to wash it ʕ⁠´⁠•⁠ ⁠ᴥ⁠•̥⁠`⁠ʔ ?
Oh yeah I'm not sure on the specifics but fangamer seems to have some guidelines for this so I'll paste them here:
Plush Toys: We recommend surface-wash only for our plushes, such as with a washcloth and mild soap and water. (Think the kind of soap you'd use to wash your hands, rather than a harsher detergent.) For deeper cleaning, you can also give the plush a soak in warm water with the same mild soap and letting it air-dry. We only suggest machine washing if your plush is extremely dirty and surface cleaning doesn't work, however please keep in mind that this method may cause damaged details or lumpy stuffing. The washing machine should be on the gentlest settings and air dried only.
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prettyaddict14 · 1 year ago
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kitty care tips <3
Dark Chocolate
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Dark Chocolate helps improve blood circulation and fight off any infection. Its also rich in magnesium, which helps relax the muscles and help ease cramps.
vitamin C
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Helps reduce growth of bacteria that causes BV and lowers vaginal PH.
cotton Underwear
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Cotton is naturally breathable and gentle on the skin. Its able to absorb excess moisture and removes the build up of heat from your vagina to prevent odour. Wearing 100 percent cotton underwear can prevent infection and itching.
Omega 3
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Taking Omega 3 supplements can protect conditions such as menstrual pain and helps with hormone health.
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morningwitchy · 2 years ago
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I know I'm just one voice among many, but I'm casting my vote for keeping things 100 percent cotton. It's so hard to find fun clothing that is not made of plastic these days and I know I'm not the only one who was very excited to discover your shop in large part because of that reason.
dont worry guys, nothing is being changed or even properly considered right now!! button downs will remain 100% cotton
im just having my yearly i-cant-make-everyone-happy crisis and wanted to put a little feel out, but its been 100% against so i hear you guys loud and clear LOL
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acillianproblem · 1 year ago
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By Eileen Cartter
The Oppenheimer star hit what could be his final red-carpet appearance for the foreseeable future in a sheer Saint Laurent look that would melt the polymer right off a Ken doll’s torso.
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Shortly before Cillian Murphy and his fellow Oppenheimer cast members walked off a London red carpet on Thursday in solidarity with SAG-AFTRA joining the WGA on the picket line, the actor debuted his biggest fit yet: a black-pinstriped Saint Laurent suit worn open over a gauzy sheer shirt, with a gold-tipped bolo tie, high-waisted trousers, and a pair of the brand’s Wyatt boots—or, as they’re known ’round these parts, “the Rolex of Chelsea boots.”
Photos of Murphy—whose ice-blue eyes could gouge a diamond—attending various Oppenheimer premieres over the last week have already garnered meme cachet online. But this look—and his facial expressions while wearing it—seemed to signal that he (and his stylist, Rose Forde) had saved the best for last. (The London event could be his final red carpet for a while; per the strike, SAG members cannot participate in press tours or events.) Throughout the truncated promotional run, the actor’s fashion choices have emitted a certain “nuclear Kenergy” in stark contrast with his bubblegum confrères over in Barbie Land, which has become Oppenheimer’s spiritual counter-realm. In other words, Cillian Murphy, who portrays the titular “father of the atomic bomb” J. Robert Oppenheimer in his film, has sort of been dressing like the Anti-Ken.
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Where there’s Ryan Gosling, in his pastel cotton-candy-pink and blue-raspberry-hued Gucci suits, there’s also Murphy, in his brooding, pseudo-sexy YSL. (Inside you are two wolves, as they say.) At Oppenheimer’s first premiere in Paris, Murphy arrived in a custom Prada tan shirt and matching short tie—not unlike a World War II-era khaki summer service uniform, making it nearly period-appropriate given Oppenheimer’s milieu—with a dark jacket worn, chicly, with just the top button buttoned. During a rainy photocall in London’s Trafalgar Square, Murphy wore Margiela shades and a staunch Studio Nicholson cardigan over a simple white T-shirt, tucked into another pair of high-waisted trousers; he wore a similar look, this time with a nubby red cardigan and Ray-Bans, the next day.
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Though the Barbie vs. Oppenheimer style rivalry held strong, the movies’ respective stars—in another show of solidarity—have expressed nothing but excitement for their fellow thespians’ efforts. “I mean, I’ll be going to see Barbie, 100 percent. I can’t wait to see it,” Murphy told IGN this week. “I think it’s just great for the industry and for audiences that we have two amazing films by amazing filmmakers coming out the same day. Yeah, you can spend the whole day in the cinema—what’s better than that?”
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amristudioart · 13 days ago
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Selling my sketchbooks
I have too many sketchbooks! Many of them are high-quality with multi-media papers.
They are not used and brand new. All the paper is clean, and there are no stray marks. These Strathmore sketchbooks are a good buy! The Arches watercolor paper is 100 percent cotton and one of the most high-quality watercolor papers out there. This one is still in the cling wrapping and brand new.
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Prices
Strathmore Mixed Media 8.5 in x 11 in
$25.00 USD
Strathmore Sketch Art Journal 8.5 in x 11 in
$15.00 USD
Strathmore Toned Tan 5.5 in x 8.5 in
$20.00 USD
Strathmore Watercolor 8.5 in x 5.5 in
$25.00 USD
Arches Cold Pressed Watercolor Pad 12 in x 16 in, 100 percent cotton, 140 lb 300 g/m²
$55.00 USD
Privately DM if you are interested! I accept PayPal, Venmo, Square, and CashApp. Free shipping worldwide.
These are good deals!
Or email me at [email protected]
Thank you!
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darkmaga-returns · 18 days ago
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Spencer Neale
Dec 4, 2024
The Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau knew what he had to do. So did META founder Mark Zuckerberg. Even Argentina’s firebrand president, Javier Milei, and the wife of Israel’s Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu showed up. Onto their private planes and into their dripped-out Escalades, each person made their way to the palatial kingdom of Mar-a-Lago. And they kissed the ring. 
The times, they are truly a-changing. 
For Trudeau, who has hammered away at Trump the man and Trump the politician, this was a humiliation ritual. Often America’s fiercest critic, the Canuck leader bowed before our returning president with a meekness that admitted the occasion. As much as Canada likes to beat its chest in defiance of its southern bedmate, they’d be lost in their winter wonderland without our good graces. 
Trudeau made the long trip south amid the president-elect’s threats to levy a 25 percent tariff on Canada should the nation’s leadership fail to crack down on the movement of illegal immigrants and fentanyl into the U.S. When Trudeau informed Trump that the rumored 25 percent tariff would devastate the Canadian economy, the 47th president jokingly replied, “If Canada can’t survive without ripping off the U.S. to the tune of $100 billion a year, then maybe Canada should become the 51st state and Trudeau could become its governor.”
Watching Trudeau grovel for crumbs at the foot of the replenished American table, I couldn’t help but draw parallels to the infamous scene in Francis Ford Coppola’s The Godfather when Amerigo Bonasera pleads with Don Corleone to make right what the courts will not. 
“You found paradise in America,” says Marlon Brando, his jaws puffed full of cotton balls and rage. “You had a good trade, you made a good living. The police protected you and there were courts of law. So you didn’t need a friend like me. Now you come and say ‘Don Corleone, give me justice.’ But you don’t ask with respect. You don’t offer friendship. You don't even think to call me ‘Godfather.’”
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