#11 December 2024

[dpdailyupdate]

Dan on his Instagram story!

11 December 2024

[powcreations]

The Pirates SMP ended 1 Year Ago Today!

To celebrate Pirates, we've decided to release the alternate ending if you guys had voted differently 👀

Thank you for all the support for this silly series...

-Safe Sailing ❤️q

[gundabadbitch]

the dentist told me I was pretty today 🥰

[ariadneslament-likes]

December 11th 2024

[royalarchivist]

Etoiles: Why were you in the TV, Mouse? I saw you like, in the news.

Ironmouse: Oh! Because– ok, so Twitch made like, a billboard in Time Square in New York, and I was on the billboard. So while the billboard was playing, you could see it through the window on TV.

Etoiles: Ohhh, that's why! Because at first I saw like– you post it, and I didn't saw you, and I just read "Donald Trump" and I was like: 😰

Ironmouse: [Laughs] Yeah, some people- some people were like "Why are you posting political sht?" and I'm just like "Um, look at me, I'm in the background of the–" [...] They're like very serious talking and then you see me in the background looking like "Hehehe!"

Etoiles: Ok, so– Whoa, you were in Time Square? Whoa!

Ironmouse: Yeah! On a billboard!

Etoiles: Beyonce-type sht! 👑

Ironmouse was featured on Twitch's Time Square billboard in NYC and wound up getting featured on CNBC too, which resulted in this very confusing screenshot. 😅

[selenagomezz]

selenagomez: forever begins now..

[card-of-the-day]

Today's Card Is: Mayael's Aria

[kibun-niji]

Air Jordan 11 “Legend Blue”

[dpdailyupdate]

Dan on his Instagram story!

11 December 2024

[loganslowdown4]

🎅🎄24 Days Of ChrisThomas SandersClaus Virtual Advent Calendar! 🎄🎅 

December 11th/Day 11!

(A winter’s tale we can all relate to ❄️🥶)

[brian-in-finance]

So you really still believe Tait is a thing? C’mon really?

🎶 🎄🎅🏻 Reality is so delightful

Speculation can be quite frightful

While anxiety takes its toll

They will troll, they will troll, they will troll 🎅🏻🎄🎶

Dear Santa: Please bring Anon #3 a dictionary. Love, Brian

[duadaily]

December 11, 2024

[wisdom-devotee]

31 DAYS OF HELPOL: Day Ten and Eleven

Missed yesterday, so here’s two!

What’s something you’ve learned about Hellenic Polytheism that you wish you knew sooner?

Probably just which terms were correct and incorrect and what different things meant. That’s part of the reason why I made this guide, because it was something I wish I had when I was starting out. I was lucky enough to have @under-their-light to teach me stuff though. Thank you bestie!

What is the clearest sign you’ve received from a deity?

Most of the clearest signs I get are from Athena. The first one was that I was thinking of skipping a lesson once, and the first thing I saw when I opened tumblr was a photo of an owl. A separate time I was procrastinating on homework, opened Pinterest, and there was a statue of Athena and the pin underneath it was a quote that said ‘no-one’s gonna do it for you’. I did my homework. And I went to that lesson.

[royalarchivist]

Cellbit: If it's bugged, I'll even like, watch your clip to see what happened with [spoiler] so we can fix it too.

Baghera: Oh yeah, I can send you a clip! I am gonna send you a clip. I just like, kiss [spoiler] for 10 minutes.

Cellbit: Oh. 😐 Yeah. Um, that sounds a little weird. 🫤

Baghera: That's my problem of– when I see a big monster, I don't run, I just go to the monster, you know?

Cellbit: Oh... yeah... Yeah, that's like, kind of a you thing. Like, that's kind of like your psychology problems, right?

Baghera: Yeah. I just like huge monsters that kills me, yep. Yeah, I think you saw it in your RPG, you know?

Cellbit: Whatever floats your boat, I guess. 🫥

[ Full (Uncensored) Transcript ↓ ]

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Baghera: [Whispers in an echoing voice] Cellbit? I think I bugged your game! I don't know what to do! I cannot leave! Cellbo!!!

Cellbit: Hi!

Baghera: I think I bugged your game, but I'm good! [Laughs]

Cellbit: Oh. Wait, oh wait– Go ahead, what happened, what happened, what happened?

Baghera: I was like "I'm gonna play for 2 hours, it's gonna be so cool game–" it's like 50 hours game! [Laughs]

Cellbit: Yeah it is. Like, the median- the median time for people to- to finish it has been 18 hours.

Baghera: What the fu– No it's- it's an amazing game. I send you a message, I was so emotive, I was like, "Cellbit, you're so good with the game! Oh, I can't wait."

Cellbit: Oh yeah, I have to reply, I haven't read it yet 'cuz–

Baghera: AND YOU JUST DIDN'T REPLY TO ME! [Laughs]

Cellbit: It's been so fcking chaotic this- these last couple days–

Baghera: No, I know, I know–

Cellbit: It's nonstop work, 'cuz we're still fixing bugs, there's like feedback, uh...

Baghera: No no, I understand.

Cellbit: If it's bugged, I'll even like, watch your clip to see what happened with Goliath– [Struggling not to laugh] so we can fix it too.

Baghera: Oh yeah, I can send you a clip! I am gonna send you a clip. I just like, kiss Goliath for 10 minutes.

Cellbit: Oh. 😐

Baghera: Yeah.

Cellbit: Yeah. Um, that sounds a little weird. 🫤

Baghera: That's my problem of– when I see a big monster, I don't run, I just go to the monster, you know?

Cellbit: Oh... yeah... Yeah, that's like, kind of a you thing. Like, that's kind of like your psychology problems, right?

Baghera: Yeah. I just like huge monsters that kills me, yep. Yeah, I think you saw it in your RPG, you know?

Cellbit: Whatever floats your boat, I guess. 🫥

Baghera: Yeah, yeah.

[wowbright]

Chapter 15: Note

Figureskating!Blaine/designer!Kurt Olympics AU for december klaine fanworks challenge. Also on AO3.

Chapter Summary: Sue will not let anything distract Blaine from winning. Ever.

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Sue Sylvester had only one Olympic medal to her name. It wasn't that she lacked talent. She'd been ranked among the world's top figure skaters for more than a dozen years running in her younger days. But back when she had entered the world of figure skating, the Olympics was for amateurs only. If you were really serious about figure skating, you did only one or at most two Olympics before the economics stopped making sense and you entered the professional realm (the Eastern Bloc excepted, because having the state pay for everything you could possibly want or need and then some did not count as being professional).

Sue’s years of dominance did not include 1976, when she had made it on to the Olympic team at the fresh young age of 16 and felt it was honor enough to be skating alongside the likes of Peggy Hamill and Dianne de Leuw. She wanted a medal, but she didn't commit herself to it. What a fool she had been. But when you’re young, time and glory both feel like they’re in unlimited supply.

With hindsight she knows she should have had more discipline. She had always been excellent in compulsory figures—in Innsbruck, she outdid both Hamill and de Leuw in that portion of the scoring. But that could not make up for her lackluster performance in the short program and free skate. Her problem, as a young skater, was failing to understand that she had an audience. It was not enough to be perfect at everything you were asked to do. You had to wow your audience, shock them with something they had never seen before, make their minds boggle upon discovering that a human body could do that and survive.

Dorothy knew that. She invented the Hamill camel and went home with the gold. She reassured Sue she could do the same if she could connect with the judges and the spectators.

How was Sue supposed to do that? She hated people. They weren't worth connecting with—except for one. Since she was a little girl, she’d had exactly one hero. Her big sister. It was because of Jean that Sue had gotten into figure skating. She’d toddled along to her older sister’s physical therapy sessions on the ice rink and was amazed. Jean was so graceful on the ice. Her smile was like the sun. Sue wanted to be just like her.

But Sue noticed other people didn't feel the way she did. People were rude to Jean. They were cruel. They laughed at her. So what if Jean wasn’t speedy on the ice or a quick study? She wasn't like other people. It was harder for her to build up her muscles, she had loose joints and terrible vision, and some of her vertebrae were misshapen. They should try skating under those conditions. They wouldn't make it more than two feet out onto the ice before falling on their faces.

And she was beautiful to watch. She had more artistry in her little finger than Sue had anywhere. More, even, than Peggy Hamill.

Sue couldn't connect with her audience because she hated them. But she knew someone who didn't. So she asked Jean to be her artistic coach. People thought Sue was crazy. But when she got to the Olympics, she and Jean made them take note. She beat that insufferable Anett Pötzsch and won the gold.

She would have liked to win more Olympic golds. But she had a career to attend to. She focused on other kinds of golds, and when that time was up, she switched her attention to coaching—not so much because she wanted to nurture the next generation of figure skaters, but because it was a way to continue her winning streak. She took unfocused talent and molded it into champion material.

Blaine Anderson had been one of her most lucrative proteges. But he was getting old and talking of retiring. This might be her last chance to add to her Olympic medal count through him. She wasn't going to throw it away like she had the 1976 Olympics.

She’d thought he was in this with her. Over the past couple weeks, he’d stopped boring her. There was an energy to his practices that she hadn't seen in a long, long time, and an artistry that she didn't remember ever seeing with him.

But being a champion wasn't only about what you could do in practice. It was about having the right mind set, being laser focused, and showing up when you need to show up.

Blaine Anderson had failed to show up today, and for a meeting he really couldn't afford to miss. The teams event was new at the Olympics, and Blaine needed to understand it top to bottom. He needed to be prepared. His spot was not guaranteed. He could always be swapped out for one of the other male single skaters at the last minute.

“This is unacceptable,” Sue said as she marched Blaine away from Pillsbury Legolas in the costume room and down the long the corridor. “You can't just not show up. Is that what you're going to do in Sochi? Get distracted by that handsome Hummel figurine and—‘Oops! I forgot to show up for the competition!’?”

“Of course not, Sue.”

“And what about the doping screenings?”

“Doping?” Blaine looked at her with an expression of utter confusion. He could be so naive sometimes.

“If that sweet porcelain statue injects you with his potent seminal fluid, your doping results are going to come back marked for exogenous testosterone and you’re out of the games!”

“I—” Again, that confused look on Blaine’s face, as if she weren’t being absolutely plain. “That’s not how that works.”

“Oh, my naïve young Bambikins. Do you remember when I found you? You’d already silvered in the Grand Prix, but you were on the edge of giving up because your second-rate loser of a boyfriend couldn’t handle your success. You were a freakish depressed kid, and I showed you what winning's all about. Have you forgotten about winning?”

“No, Sue.”

“Then focus, Blaine. You have one chance at this, and then it’s gone. Put Tickle Me Doughface on the back burner.”

“Tickle me… who?”

Seriously? Did Sue have to spell everything out for people? “Your porcelain savior. Your white knight in Alexander McQueen.”

“Kurt?”

“Is that what you call him? Then yes, ‘Kurt.’ He's not going anywhere. He’ll still be there after the games. You can go be the remora to his shark then. But not yet. After Sochi. I will not have you distracted.”

[ojiropanelotd]

Day 234! sometimes heros and villains are inherently bad matches for each other and when that happens there's strategy in switching with another opponent Chapter: 204