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oldisstrange · 1 year ago
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Mary Rinecoffe had had all she could take from her ungrateful granddaughter Jessica. Spending her money like it was tap water from her more than generous allowance was one thing, but breaking into her bank account and stealing over a million and, worst of all, pilfering and pawning some of the priceless esoteric objects d'art that Mary collected over the years was beyond the pale.
Fortunately, one of the objects that Jessica had not been able to steal, not that she would have known or cared that it was anything other than a shiny, expensive bauble, was the Amulet of Xōchiquetzal.
Mary made sure she was wearing it after getting it fully charged when Jessica came over, dressed to the nines, and ready to spend the weekend partying after getting her weekly handout.
"Sit down next to me, dear." said Mary, "I have something I need to tell you." Jessica did as she was asked, even though it was clear she just wanted to get the cash and run. "what is it, grandmother?" she asked.
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"This!" said Mary, activating Xōchiquetzal's Amulet of Exchange, which, like Jessica liked to do behind her grandmother's back with her money and treasures, the amulet did with something else.
"What's going on? I feel weird!" said Jessica, "I don't doubt that for a moment." replied Mary. "Tell you what, Why don't you stay in and adjust, and I'll take over your clubbing duties and catch you later, say in about a month, maybe two or three, we'll talk about things then."
Jessica watched as her very much changed Grandmother hopped up and dashed out the door.
Jessica thought about giving chase, but for some reason, she didn't seem to have the energy to do it. Instead, she suddenly wished for a hot cup of tea and an early bedtime. "I'll figure all this out tomorrow," thought Jessica. Fortunately, she didn't happen to look in a mirror before going to bed, so she slept quickly and deeply. Discoveries would be for the next day.
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battleangel · 1 year ago
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Youre 40?!
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Every time someone new meets me, they are shocked to hear that I am over 40.
I will be 42 next Saturday.
Society wants you to fear getting old so that you not only fear death but so you also believe the bullshit that when youre in your 40s, you have to "put yourself out to pasture".
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As Madonna said, who is currently having the tour of her career at 65, "Why would I put myself out to pasture just because Im 40?" She was asked this 25 years ago and shes still going strong.
Im almost 42 so no more pigtails.
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No more Pokemon.
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No more wearing outfits I got at dELiA*s, DOTS & Wet Seal 25 years ago when I was 17.
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No more Hello Kitty.
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No more Sanrio.
No more bedazzled jean skirts.
No more y2k aesthetic.
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No being a Y2K Bad Bhabie.
No more hyperness, excitability or quirkiness.
No more jfashion, leather garters, leather chokers, torn fishnets, combat boots & tiaras.
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No getting half a dozen tattoos in a year at 40.
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No quitting your coaching & consulting business, Fortune 500 recruiting & Ivy league career coaching careers at 40 to be a full-time freelance video game podcaster.
No butt dancing with your husband after the Sixers win or making silly TikToks to celebrate birthday sex.
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Youre in your 40s now, act your age.
Whats acting my age?
Stop doing, well, all of the shit you just mentioned. Youre going to be 42, not 22.
Your 1 bedroom apartment looks like a college dorm with all the video game and movie posters.
Why are you still in a 1 bedroom apartment after almost a decade of marriage?
When will you get a house?
When will you get a job?
When will you start another business?
When will you grow up and stop acting like a teenager?
You're 42, why are you 90 pounds, even at 5"1, that is the weight you were at in high school. That is the weight for a teenager not an adult woman.
When will you ever act your age?
Age is nothing but a mindset.
Age is in your mind.
You dont have to fear old age and your body breaking down.
Ive had arthritis for over 20 years and stopped takikg arthritis medication over 3 years ago.
I have severe arthritis in my spine, back and neck and moderate arthritid throughout the joints in my body.
I experience soreness, back and lower spine spasming, tightness and stifness in my joints and my lower spine cracks a lot -- so what?
I use heat pads and CBD cream and just accept it.
If you take a similar approach to aging -- Im going to get older, I am here very temporarily physically manifested as a human being, Im going to die then return to the dreamscape aka the "afterlife" where I originated from as an eternal energetic limitless being.
Then getting older is no bfd and its nothing to fear.
Its just something that happens.
Society teaches us to avoid getting older and to dread it.
Women are taught to lie about it -- "A woman never gives her age" -- why the fuck not?
Women are told to fear getting old, wrinkly and ugly.
I wear crop tops almost every day, long sleeved, short sleeved, sweaters, whatever.
I wear bikinis, booty shorts, micro mini skirts, combat boots, converse wedged heels, pink wigs, blue wigs, green wigs, rainbow wigs, leather pants that show my underwear, rhinestone bralettes, literally whatever the fuck I want.
42 or not.
Whats "42"?
Whats "my 40s"?
Why should I be afraid of "getting old" when Ive had fucking arthritis for over 20 years?
Youre as young AND as old as you feel.
Whats so different about Madonna?
Why cant you keep it pushing at 40?
42?
Why cant you shake your dreads at any age?
Like so many of the "cants" and "shoulds" of this place, they SAY you cant, but you can.
They say you "should", but you dont have to.
By the way, who the fuck is "they"?
And why do you fucking care so much what "they" think?
Live your life booski.
At any and every age.
With no fear of "getting old" or of "death".
They make you fear to control you.
Stop letting them.
Dont put yourself out to pasture in your 40s or at any age!
Im not going to.
Ill be rocking my pigtails, micro mini skirts, booty shorts, pink blue & green wigs, leather garters & chokers, torn fishnets and combat boots into my 50s, 60s and 70s.
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bloodraven55 · 6 months ago
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i’ve seen too many people arguing that marcille was already a full grown adult when she went to school at 35 despite literally all of the canon evidence indicating otherwise
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aery-c · 8 months ago
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Why am I getting more and more attracted to younger and younger men? It's in my genes. My dad is younger than my mum by 1 month and his parents aka my grandparents were also the same. My grandma is about 10 years older than my grandpa buuut age doesn't matter cos my grandpa died before she is, she's still alive.
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electra-jolts-magnetism · 1 month ago
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Experience is Sexy 😝
All jokes aside, I immediately lose trust in people who say shit like this, especially if they are close to or, even worse, over the age of 30.
I also think they need to get their eyes checked because most of the most beautiful women I can think of are over 30.
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reblog if you're a sick individual who's attracted to women over 30
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hansoeii · 1 month ago
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started working on a big BBC Ghosts illustration 🫶
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inside-my-gay-mind · 9 months ago
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2tcs · 4 months ago
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DCxDP Prompt
Ah. It's good to hear the voice of god above me instead of below. Dick thinks as he begins to wake up more and realizes that it's Jason’s voice yelling above him. 
Wait. Why is his voice above me? Where am I? Suddenly Dick shoots up from where he is lying, only for pain to flare in his hip and up his side.
“Hay Mr. Nightwing? Are you awake?” A little boy asks as two kids open the door to the room he was in.
How did I get here?
“See Dan? I told you I heard him moving around.” The little girl said as she stuck her tongue out at her brother.
“Mama said that you should never ashoom anything and should always verify.” The little boy, Dan said with an adorable glare.
“Your Mama is right. It's not good to make assumptions. By the way, where is your Mama?” Dick asked trying to derail the argument he could see coming and hoping to get some answers.
“Mama is in the kitchen making supper. You slept the whooole day. But Mama wouldn't let us wake you up. She said that you needed your sleep because you were hurt. Are you still hurt Mr. Nightwing?” The little girl said while bouncing on her toes.
“Mama will want to know you're awake.” Dan said before grabbing his sister's hand and dragging her out of the room.
Watching them go Dick decided to take another look around the room. Other than the bed and a dresser the room was pretty barren of personality. Not even a window to break up the monotony of the room's walls. Must be a guest bed then. Dick thought as he managed to get up and hobbled his way to the main area of the apartment.
“Good morning Mr. Nightwing. Or good evening? Never mind. If you want you can go sit down while I finish making supper.” A man who looks around his mid-twenties said from the kitchen. “How are you feeling? You were pretty banged up when you came in last night but I managed to pop your hip back in place and stitched up your side. You really should sit down so you don't aggravate your hip. I am sorry if the kids woke you up.” He said, only for the sound of something hitting a wall and more yelling before what sounded like a door slamming and everything going quiet filtered down to them from the upstairs apartment. “Or my neighbor. He's normally really quiet.”
“It's okay. And thanks for patching me up Mr…?”
“Oh. Sorry. I'm Danny. My daughter over there is Ellie and my son is Dan.”
“Well thank you Danny. But can I ask how I got here?” Dick asked as he sat down.
“You climbed in through the window!” Ellie said excitedly.
“I think you thought it was an old safe house because you unlocked the window and came in before passing out. Ellie…” Danny said with a stern look at his daughter “had apparently decided she needed a midnight snack saw you come in.”
“Ya, probably. I don't remember much of what happened last night.” Dick admitted as he watched Danny plate up food and started handing it out to Dick and the kids before sitting on the couch with his own plate as his kids ate next to him.
“Hmm. You might have a bit of a concussion. You should probably call someone to pick you up if you can’t remember anything.”
After eating Dick opened his com and notified everyone where he was and that he needed help getting home. He'll have to figure out a way to thank Danny for his help. After dealing with the batlecture and his sibling's teasing.
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nipuni · 5 months ago
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A warm up of Solas! Trying to remember how to draw him. It's been forever, bear with me 😵‍💫
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oldisstrange · 2 years ago
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blighted-elf · 7 days ago
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Dragon Age: The Veilguard scenery - The Lighthouse 1/?
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timetotalkbeauty · 2 years ago
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You’re only as old as you feel.
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gallusrostromegalus · 7 months ago
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Lived through my emergency mouth surgery!
Lightly terrorized the medical staff by cheerfully telling them ketamine is a drug you can literally physically outrun before surgery, then getting up and walking to the front room unassisted way before I should have afterwards.
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swanrobin-ceo · 7 months ago
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chat is this normal. is my cyborg ok or like
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brambeag · 2 years ago
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they gave him long greying hair 4 me<3xoxoxo
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tldix · 12 days ago
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being his controversially young gf could fix me
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