#12/24/2024

[remembertheplunge]

Hello! I’m not gay (at least I don’t think so), and I can’t remember how I stumbled across your blog but I wanted to thank you for sharing your life story. It’s helped me learn more about gay culture which I didn’t know much about before, other than a little bit about the partying aspect. I know that was worded awkwardly, sorry. But reading your blog as well as talking to older LGBT people showed me some of what non-gay people think about them is stereotypes based in fear or ignorance. I hope you have a great Christmas and New Year’s holiday and please stay safe! Take care

Wow! Thank you. Your words mean a lot to me. I'm glad that my journal entries give you insight into what being out and gay in America is and has been like. I think it's also great that you are talking with older LBGT people to hear their stories. We are just people living our lives.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you as well.

[merry-kuroo]

It's been great reclaiming my personal time these last few weeks. For 12 months now, I've been in a flurry of applying for jobs, Ph.D programs and getting rejected. This week I've been able to read books, play video games, and catch up on animes that I abandoned earlier this year due to being busy.

This week has been the most relaxed I've been all year as well and I'm very thankful for that.

I don't know what 2025 is going to bring, but I want to rest up and have fun with my friends and family before I inevitably end up busy again.

[flowerslifearchive]

[evilmafuyu666]

[mikeywayarchive]

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My Chemical Romance

[Nov 12, 2024]

[f1archives]

Lewis Hamilton performing donuts as he crosses the line in his final race for Mercedes, finishing in P4 - Abu Dhabi, 2024

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floating to the surface, quicker than you sank

[ghostlyglimmer]

@ectoberhaunt Day 12: Isekai Past Prompt (Hunt 2023)

Did a redraw of the meme from Unpeeled-Human of Batman Vs Phantom

[glimmerofawesome]

Vanessa Gilles scores in the 90+12' minute to give Canada a 2-1 win over France.

[remembertheplunge]

12/24/2024

 Below is  taken from my notes from  listening to shows on KPFA Radio 12/24/2024:

We spend too much time staring at places we have no access to, like, the White House

Instead, agitate, organize, build from below. From the community and from the street.

If you want to feel powerless, read the New York Times or watch CNN. Doing nothing equals sitting on the couch watching MSMBC. Your’e doomed.

Instead, build one million experiments. Find the thing that you can do. You don’t have to find the right, perfect thing or the all encompassing thing.

In a world that’s swirling and dynamic, we have to:

1) pay attention: We have to open our eyes again and again.

2) Be astonished: be aware of the beauty and the undeserved pain, for example, homeless kids in Chicago. Otherwise their situation is normal. 

It’s NOT normal.

3) Act: You have to act. You can do something. One thing.

4) Doubt yourself. Be self critical. Rethink

So:

ATTETION

ASTONISHED

ACT

DOUBT

AAAD

[f1-stuff]

Monza GP '24 // P5 in Quali

"We looked like the whole session we were just one tenth off... Maybe even Q3, when the track temp dropped a bit with the clouds coming, it went away from us. We started to pick up a lot of understeer, and I couldn't turn the car in the last two sectors... Tomorrow is a completely different day."

[jasmines-library]

Wendigo

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WHUMPTOBER DAY TWELVE : Prompt: Starvation/underground caverns

MASTERLIST WHUMPTOBER 2024

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The leaves crunched softly beneath your feet as you trudged through the woods, trailing behind Sam and Dean who, with their longer legs, were a few paces ahead of you. The sun was beginning to set which gave the fallen leaves this golden hue. But it also made a feeling of uncertainty settle into the pit of your stomach. Nights were unpredictable. Every hunter knew that. The darkness brought a new sense of uncertainty and unpredictability that made you anxious. You picked up the pace a little, trying to keep up with your brothers. 

The three of you were currently tracking a Wendigo. Or what you thought was a wendigo. You weren’t really sure until you saw the distinctive claw marks snaking up the side of the trees in the forest. Knowing what you were hunting made your job significantly easier; you knew now that you were looking for somewhere underground. Somewhere where a wendigo would take its prey. The problem now was actually finding it. The area you were searching wasn’t exactly small. 

You were about an hour into the search when you heard the snap of a twig nearby. You froze, your body instantly perking up as your head whipped around, trying to find the sound. Sam and Dean carried on, clearly oblivious to the noise you had heard. You were about to open your mouth to tell them to stop, but suddenly a large hand gripped your ankle and your face met the floor. You didn’t even have time to scream before everything went black. 

~

When you awoke you were suspended. Swinging in the air by your wrists. And that was about all that you could make out. Wherever you were was dark; you were clearly underground and you could only figure that out from the sliver of light that trickled from a crack in the roof above which illuminated the rock in front of you. You struggled, trying to free yourself from the rope around your skin but your effort was in vain. You must have been hanging for some time because your arms were in a lot of pain. But besides the strain on your shoulders you were physically unharmed. Unharmed. But not for long. The putrid scent of blood was in the air. The wendigo had not long fed, it seemed. Which meant it would only be a matter of days before the creature next fed. You would just have to pray that your brothers would find you before then. 

~

Three days. 

It had been three days since you last saw your brothers, judging by the amount of times that the crack in the ceiling has gone dark before reappearing. three days and you don’t think you have ever been hungrier in your entire life. Your shoulders were in agony by now, but that was completely undermined by the stabbing pains in your stomach. It had been far too long since you had last eaten and it was beginning to take its toll on your body. Not only were you in pain, but you were also extremely sluggish and weak. You barely had the strength to keep your head up for longer than a few seconds and you were beginning to forget things. Slowly, you were losing hope. And you could imagine that your brothers were ripping their hair out over this. 

But not for much longer, it seemed. You heard the commotion before you saw them. You felt the hot, burning heat of the flames as they torched the wendigo. And then you felt a hand on your face, lifting up your chin to look at them. It was Dean’s face that swam before you. Dean’s face that was twisted into a frown at how gaunt and skinny you looked, even in the short amount of time that you had been without food. And then his arms were around you, supporting you as your wrists were lowered from the ceiling. He cradled you in his arms as he carried you. You were sure he was talking to you too, but you couldn’t make out any words. And then there was light. Bright and blinding as the sun assaulted your eyes. You squeezed them shut and you felt a gentle hand brush against your forehead to shield your eyes. And then you passed out again.

~

When you woke again both of your brothers were by your side. 

“Oh thank god you’re awake.” Dean fussed the minute he saw your eyes open. 

Your stomach growled and you let out a small noise of discomfort. 

“Easy,” Sam said, helping you sit up. “You must be starving, sweetheart.” 

Dean moved to grab you a protein bar. “Here. Start small and we’ll get you something bigger to eat soon. We don’t want to overwhelm your system.”

You peeled the bar, taking a bite and it was the most heavenly thing you could have asked for. “Thank you….”

Dean smiled sadly. “It’s alright kiddo. We’re just sorry we didn’t get to you sooner.”

“Very sorry. But its okay…..we’re gonna look after you and make sure you’re right as rain.”

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<- DAY ELEVEN DAY THIRTEEN->

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[mikeywayarchive]

Christmas 365 signing // Revenge Of, Los Angeles, CA // Dec 7th 2024 // catboygerard on Twitter

[f1archives]

Oscar Piastri in the paddock on Saturday with his girlfriend Lily - Abu Dhabi, 2024 (📷 Kym Illman)

[peribot]

hot cocoa!

[kittieshauntedourfantasy]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY OCEAN!!!