#25's

[talesofputridity]

Abran paso💪🏾

[soapyakships]

im a barbie girll in a barbie worldddd

[gcballet]

Doctor Who as tweets/textposts pt.6

<- | DW | ->

[transsongtaewon]

[marzipanandminutiae]

as a woman who grew up with an emotionally abusive mother constantly telling me I needed to wear more makeup/more revealing clothing/date (boys) more/go out to "normal" parties more, I despise "she should be at the club"

god forbid some people- especially young women, who already have to deal with a thousand different behavioral standards from a thousand different directions -not have the same dreams and desires for their lives as you do for yours

fucking hell. the correct response to "women should stay at home and have kids and be submissive wives" prescriptivism was not MORE PRESCRIPTIVISM

(I also just saw a poll asking if people partied as teenagers, and OP responded that the answers were "killing them" because No was winning. like? why is everyone so personally invested in other people having a very specific kind of fun?)

[remembertheplunge]

My name is Lew

I am a elder criminal defense lawyer. I have been keeping journals for 47 years as of September 14, 1977.

I came out as a gay man in 1984. I was married to a woman then. I left the marriage after telling her I was gay.

My younger sister, Zoe, who I was very close to, died rather suddenly of pancreatic cancer in May of 2023. She gave me permission to blog the last two weeks of her life. Those blogs run from May 1 to May 14, 2023.

I journaled my journey through the turbulent 1980's and 1990's. During that time, I was pretty vocal about being gay. I volunteered to help people with aids through their illness and death. And, I believe because of this, I was fired from my job as a deputy Public Defender in Modesto California. I also documented the 12 year relationship I had with my partner, Jim, who died in 2009.

I wrote pretty much daily about these events and many others. I never intended for the entries to be made public. But, I now think they should be, as they weave what I believe to be our common story of what it's been like to be out, human and gay in the past four decades.

And, as I journaled, I developed ideas and ways to journal and wrote about them in the journals. I discuss the impact journaling has had on me. And, the amazing revelation reviewing journal entries for the blog and book of just how incredible our lives have been. Memory fades. The journal details do not.

Since Trump was elected for a second term on November 5, 2024, I have also begun to explore resistance in my blog against the coming repressive regime.

[dailyleonkennedy]

September 30th, 1998. It’s a day I’ll never forget.

[rinkasisopods]

MAKO YAMASHITA ♫ Creep at 2024 Japanese Nationals

[firstdivisiongirl]

This for the 25 Days of Christmas 2024

And my first time doing this so please a One Piece Sanji x shy reader with a “13. Do you have any carrots?”

Hi Anonymous. Thank you for the request. This one was so fun for me. Sanji is an amazing character. Plus this one brought me back to my childhood and some of the traditions my family had. Happy holidays and I hope you enjoy!

Day 1: Sanji x Reader: Do You Have Any Carrots?

Everyone had Christmas traditions.  Zoro slept most of it.  Sanji would make a huge meal for the whole crew and you all would celebrate and eat together.  Usopp would tell stories about Christmas past.  But there was one tradition you had, it was to leave a plate out of cookies and milk for Santa along with carrots for the reindeers.  But you were nervous about asking Sanji for help with it.  You really liked him and were afraid he’d think you were weird for doing it.  Nami and Robin assured you that he would be more than happy to do it.  Even with that, you were still nervous.

Later that night, you decided you were going to ask Sanji if you could set out some of his cookies for Santa.  When you entered the kitchen late that night, he was already there.  But it was really shocking that there was already a plate of beautiful and intricately decorated sugar cookies along with a glass of milk.  He turned around, “hi Y/N.  Do you need anything,” he asked cheerfully, “I can make you a cup of tea or a snack real quick.”

He was so sweet to you, which only made you more nervous about asking him.  You could feel your palm get increasingly sweaty.

“Do you have any carrots,” you asked nervously looking down at the ground, “for the reindeer?”

Sanji smiled, “silly, reindeers like cotton candy, not carrots.  Let’s make sure to get cotton candy for them.”  You blushed.  There was no need to worry at all.  You probably should have known that though based on Chopper that carrots were not the right idea.

Please do not copy, modify, translate or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs and likes are highly appreciated!

[whatwooshkai]

Final stretch! 25 please!!

"Why do you guys all look so different?" Frankie asks, hands on her hips as she stares at the family photo.

Cody shrugs. "That's just how siblings look."

"No," Frankie says, crossing her arms. "It's not. Siblings look like each other. Siblings don't each have a different eye color!"

"That's-" Cody's shoulders rise to his ears. He feels oddly defensive about this, but his siblings are all his siblings! "That doesn't make us not siblings!"

"That's not what I'm saying," Frankie says gently, and her hands go back on her hips. "I'm saying I think at least three of you are adopted."

"I'm not adopted," Cody snaps.

"I think you're the only one who isn't," Frankie replies, cool and calm despite Cody's aggression. "Remember that time you got turned into an adult? You looked exactly like him! Everyone else, though..." she trails off with an abstract gesture of her hands, and Cody takes a second to consider her point.

She's... she's kind of right. He really looks nothing like his siblings. None of them even have blond hair!

Cody taps his fingers together. "You might have a point," he concedes. "I'll ask my dad."

"Good." Frankie grins and punches his shoulder. "Make sure to tell me what he says, okay?"

-----------------------------------

"Is Kade adopted?"

"Am I what?"

Cody decides to pop the question at dinner, just in case his dad tries to dodge it. After a little more talking with Frankie, they'd decided the best way to frame it would be to ask if Kade's adopted, what with the flaming red hair and all.

Graham briefly chokes on his food and Dani starts laughing, but Dad puts his fork down and sighs.

"Oh, I figured this would come up eventually," he mutters, while Kade is spluttering. Dad slaps Graham on the back, who's hacking up a lung now.

"I'm not adopted," Kade finally settles on, seeming more offended than anything. "Dad, tell him I'm not adopted."

"None of you are adopted," Dad assures him, then addresses the table. "But even if you were, that wouldn't make you any less of a part of this family."

"Then why do we all look so different?" Cody asks.

"Well..." his dad taps the tips of his fingers together. "You all have different moms."

"Knew it," Graham mutters, but Dani's jaw nearly hits the floor.

"Really?" she asks, then starts rapidly pointing between her and Kade. "We don't-?"

"No." Dad sighs heavily. "But you're all my kids."

"Now that that's out of the way," Kade says loudly, dropping his chin into his hand, "I've been meaning to ask this for ages. Are there any more of us?"

"No!" Dad snaps, clearly offended. "My own children think so little of me," he drawls, actual annoyance melting into a teasing tone. "Do you really think your own father a-" he stops suddenly, gaze drifting to Cody. "A- uh... would I lie to you?"

"Yes!" Dani pipes up, crossing her arms. "I thought Kade and I were full-blooded siblings this whole time and you never bothered to correct me?"

Dad shrugs. "You never asked. I didn't want to upset you. Which I clearly have."

Dani splutters again, then sinks back into her seat, muttering.

"I've always had a hunch," Graham says, voice still a little hoarse. "Like, look at us. There's no way."

"I do find it funny, sort of," Dad hums, picking up his fork again. "All these kids and only one of you ended up looking like me. Although," he says, nodding towards Kade, "to this day, I still have no idea where that hair of yours came from."

"Maybe you are adopted," Dani teases, and Kade kicks her chair out from under her.

Cody settles back into this chair and goes back to eating while his siblings argue.

It feels nice to know that even though he knows the truth now, nothing's really changed at all.

[kindahoping4forever]

📸: Andy Deluca

Fan pics of Rock Sound's 25 Icons Series

[manga-meow]

[stromuprisahat]

Why Ivan's loss doesn't matter, when Zoya's does?

The duality of the narrative, expecting the reader to feel for one person over and over, when dismissing another.

“You know what he plans to do, Ivan.” “He plans to bring us peace.” “At what price?” I asked desperately. “You know this is madness.” “Did you know I had two brothers?” Ivan asked abruptly. The familiar smirk was gone from his handsome face. “Of course not. They weren’t born Grisha. They were soldiers, and they both died fighting the King’s wars. So did my father. So did my uncle.” “I’m sorry.” “Yes, everyone is sorry. The King is sorry. The Queen is sorry. I’m sorry. But only the Darkling will do something about it.”

Shadow and Bone- Chapter 20

“Liliyana Garin? Have you seen her? Is she alive?” The old customer’s face paled. “I … She tried to help me when the darkness came. She pushed me out of the way so that I could run. If not for her—” Zoya had released a sob, not wanting to hear any more. Brave Liliyana. Of course she had run toward the docks when the screaming began, ready to help. Why couldn’t you be a coward this one time? Zoya could not help imagining the dark stain of the Fold bleeding over the town, the monsters descending from the air with their teeth and claws, shrieking as they tore her aunt apart. All her kindness had meant nothing, her generosity, her loving heart. She’d been nothing but meat to them. She’d meant even less to the Darkling, the man who had unleashed his horrors just to make a point, the man she had as good as worshipped.

King of Scars- Chapter 25

Ivan loses four loved ones in wars.

Zoya two in connection to unexpected military action.

Ivan's family was fulfilling their duty enacted by the Crown.

Zoya's aunt acted recklessly out of her own free will, entering a dangerous situation completely defenceless.

Ivan's wrong to support a man, who wants to prevent his experience repeating.

Zoya's entitled to seek revenge on the man responsible for the disaster her aunt used to commit suicide.

Are we truly expected to overlook the double standard of sympathy?

Are we truly expected to pretend (lack of) choice doesn't matter?

Why is personal vendetta against a single person, that will harm never mentioned acceptable, when supporting systematic change is deplorable due to its casualties?

Or is it to suggest soldiers aren't human beings, not the way civilians making a bad choice are?

[incorrectr27quotes]

[pre-Arcobaleno]

Tsuna: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis.

Kawahira: You're 15 years old.

Tsuna: I MIGHT DIE AT 30!

[codenamesazanka]

all the UA kids got to live longer and become older than Toga and Shigaraki ever was

[pineapplefulfillseveryneed]

The real* story of how Cate Blanchett & Sparks met at the César Awards in 2022

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