#fuck off 2020
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tagerrkix · 10 months ago
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Eden was their ✨disney princess era✨
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irenespring · 4 months ago
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Really I think nothing shouts "my first Presidential election as a politically active person was 2016" more than the fact that when I feel hope and excitement for the future (possible President Harris) for more than five minutes I immediately get a crushing, all-consuming anxiety of "feeling this positive emotion now is going to make it so much worse when the worst thing possible happens" to the extent that I'll probably need my break-glass-in-case-of-emergency anxiety medication.
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covington-shenanigans · 3 months ago
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in honor of this amazing post by @robotmango. thank u for ur service, I think of you and your suffering every August since 2016
(i have no idea what you and/or your husband look like, please accept any needed apologies for inaccuracies in gender/race/height/tendency to sarcasm/etc. hope you don't mind that i immortalized your already immortal and correct opinions in what I suppose is technically RPF fan art)
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thebrood1979 · 4 months ago
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cool fact: david pastrnak has more goals this decade than your favourite winger, unless your favourite winger is david pastrnak, in which case it's even :)
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florsial · 2 months ago
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They will never understand my love for you transfem Remus Lupin. My scrawny, lanky, tall baby with mid length uneven hair that’s all over the place and bangs that obscure her forehead, chipped nail polish, a singular container of rose lip balm but her lips are always chapped, long grandma skirts that hide various sweets and heavy sweaters with flower flats that are missing beads that were sewn in, a lack of ability to keep you nails longer than a couple cm. She’s living the dream of getting picked up by her shorter boyfriend everywhere and ruffling Sirius’ hair like dogs (yk that thing where they raise their heads when you let them) with a fond smile on her face. Growing up playing with their mothers makeup and twirling in their fathers longer dress robes.
Tall girlfriend Remus! And proud short boyfriend Sirius!!
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savage-rhi · 11 months ago
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A newly hatched allosaurus based on the recent peer reviews that dropped:
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natalia-lafourcade · 7 months ago
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The violent repression of student protestors at NYC colleges is the direct result of decades of over-policing and policies allowing for the creation of a surveillance (city) state.
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ciderjacks · 6 months ago
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ocd is weird bc I definitely still have it, I just got really good at identifying it and shutting it down. Like I was taking down a gross medical sticker on my wall that for some reason I stuck up there last year, and my brain was like “no don’t do it. You’ll die if you do that” so I put it back on and my brain was like “or…maybe life will get way better if you take if off. And if you leave it life will get worse. Want to make that choice” and I was like really stumped over it, then suddenly I was like ohhhhh ocd you tricky devil… and tore the sticker off. I go thru this exact experience about thrice a week.
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f00t-fic · 17 days ago
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Well at least the libraries and city parks funding passed 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠
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voidsentprinces · 18 days ago
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Probably going to be off line tomorrow. Every election cycle I tend to just keep myself busy and come up for air when it all passes over. I've voted, I've done my part. I just can't with the anxiety. So I just busy myself with whatever. Hopefully it doesn't last a week like last time.
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greencarnation · 10 months ago
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lesser evil for who? because i don't think it's the lesser evil for the gazan children being massacred or for the millions world wide who have been ravaged by us imperialism regardless of who was in the white house. the system is rotten to its core and simply voting blue once every 4 years will never save us
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kaythefloppa · 2 months ago
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The Winter and Spring Dates for the 2025 tour of Wild Kratts Live 2.0: Activate Creature Power have dropped and I could not be more excited!
The live tour will be heading into the state of Missouri, 9 months from now, which is where I'm currently living in for college.
I've currently registered for pre-sales today. I'm yet to find ways of obtaining V.I.P. tickets that'll allow me to meet the Kratt Brothers in person, but regardless, if all goes well, I might have a chance of heading to Wild Kratts Live for the first time in my life!!
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arthurmargon · 9 months ago
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i know we’re shifting into springtime but climate anxiety has me genuinely unsettled and nervous abt the temperature not being freezing anymore 😭 like i let out a big sigh of relief when i saw the forecast predicting snow this weekend as if i was seeing a negative pregnancy test. this is all almost exclusively ronald reagan’s fault i will not expand upon that
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thetimelordbatgirl · 3 months ago
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New school attendance rules (that are stupid as fuck) being published has me learning people didn't even know that the UK fines people for their kids not being in school unauthorized???
#i...i....yeah to anyone who didnt know#we do#this country is obsessed with school attendance#if its not authorized your fucked#hell even if authorized aka your carer did phone for you and shit#depending how many you have it can stack up and they'll get sus#and you'll get in trouble even then#like the new rules alone are increasingly making it clear if your not authorized you can get bankrupt depending how many kids you have#which yes makes the new rules abelist as fuck and also only rich people will survive it#hell if the schools cant fine you they'll at least make you feel shame#as my school had a form system where at the end of each term a form will be rewarded for the best attendance#so rip if you were the fucker that took i dunno one or two days off for sickness or whatever#because you just costed your form room the award and the classmates know it and will look at you#source: me who had to take sick days off#hell snow days you wont free at my school#my roads and pathways were iced so i couldnt go in#but noooo according to my head of year i should have tried cause he hunted all of us who took the day off and interograted us#and if our excuse wasnt good enough for him we were told off#and they'd literally encourage you to only take sick day off if your throwing up#my head of year literally said he dont care if we got a headache or small cough or sniffle just come in#...huh wonder how they did during 2020...#but yeah attendance in the UK in terms of schools is fucking strict#(also if your curious they did send us home if we were bad-bad#i got sent home once i think??? i dont recall much of that school for my own sanity#but i badly burnt my hand in DT via a soldering iron and i had to go home and the doctors and return to school#with a hand i couldnt write with which was my writing hand so um#yeah i couldnt work much until it recovered...well my english teacher forced me to write with my non-writing hand but#and one girl got sent home for throwing up on the stairs#and another from my limited memories for falling down the stairs which uh were stone in a way so um#(i fell up those stairs somehow once...didnt get sent home but i missed english so) they had no choices sometimes)
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mrs-luigi-vargas · 10 months ago
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Shopping Trip Detour
[AO3 Link]
It was a beautiful day in Toad Town, and Mario and Luigi had just finished their grocery shopping.
Bags loaded into the back of Luigi’s kart, the two of them had decided to wander around town for a little while longer before going home; it had been a while since the last time they’d visited. And the Toads made sure they knew it, too, waving at them and calling out to them and roping them into enough small talk to make their heads spin.
In a lull in socialization, Luigi examined the surrounding shopfronts. “That one looks new,” he remarked, gesturing to the colorful sign of what looked to be some sort of toy shop. He changed course towards it, and Mario followed behind him.
Peering through the window, Luigi contemplated the thousand-piece jigsaw puzzle and the little robot with its remote resting in its arms, and whether he could convince his brother to buy either of them for him. He glanced at Mario, considering. Mario was also looking through the window, but his focus was further inside, where the presumed shopkeeper was arguing with a person in a hooded cloak. The person was leaning over the shopkeeper threateningly; the shopkeeper was gesticulating wildly, face dark.
Mario pushed the door open. The sound of the little bell connected to it drew the attention of the squabbling pair. From where Luigi still stood outside, he saw the hooded figure turn for one last parting insult before pushing past Mario to exit the store. The shopkeeper yelled something unintelligible but no less angry after them.
While Mario dithered in the doorway, staring after that mysterious figure thoughtfully, Luigi squeezed past him to enter the store himself. The interior was quite modest — and mostly full of toys for much littler kids — but the sprawling active toy railway network hanging suspended by the ceiling was particularly impressive. Getting all of those toy trains up there to begin with must have been quite the ordeal!
As Luigi ruminated over the existence of extremely tall ladders, Mario went up to the shopkeeper to ask what that earlier patron was arguing with him about. The shopkeeper huffed, pointing at a figurine sitting in an unassuming display near the back of the store. “That uncultured idiot was talking about her like she’s some common doll he could buy for cheap!” he spat. “As if! She’s the rarest item of the series and the highest quality! Show her some respect!”
Luigi walked over to the figurine. A little plastic woman wearing a semi-elaborate gown stared dourly back at him through her glasses as she posed with a wizard’s staff, her hat barely fitting over her puffy hair. She was very pretty, but Luigi wasn't really sure she was worth the shopkeeper’s continued rambling about “scales” or “articulation” or whatever. There were certainly other things in the store he would rather spend his money on, at any rate. But when Luigi turned to whisper as much to Mario, he found his brother reaching into his pocket for his wallet.
“Eh?” Luigi goggled at him. “You wanna buy that?”
The shopkeeper crossed his arms. “Oh, yeah?” he said, going for an air of nonchalance and mostly failing. “That’s cool. But you’re not getting a discount just because you’re a celebrity.”
“How much is it, anyway?” Luigi asked, and then regretted asking because then the most absurd price for a vaguely fancy-looking toy left the shopkeeper’s mouth.
Mario rocked on his heels in shock. “But it’s just an action figure!” Luigi exclaimed.
“She’s not an action figure!” the shopkeeper shouted over Luigi’s immediate apologies for setting him off. “She’s priceless! I’m doing y’all a favor!”
Hesitantly, Mario began counting his coins. Luigi watched with bated breath. With a frown, Mario emptied his wallet. He didn't have enough.
“Too bad,” the shopkeeper said, not looking all that sorry. “Guess she’s not going home with you!”
Mario’s frown deepened. It tugged a frown onto Luigi’s face as well, and after a moment of watching his brother sulk, he sighed. “Alright,” he said, pulling out his own wallet.
Luigi counted his coins. Mario watched him with bated breath. While he didn't have nearly as much money on hand as Mario did, on account of being the one to pay for the groceries earlier, it was somehow enough to make up the difference. Mario beamed at him.
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Sale made, the bros exited the toy store, their purchase dangling from Mario’s arm, both politely ignoring the shopkeeper’s tears about the loss of his “Darling Dami” — the name of the character the figurine was modeled after, apparently.
As they walked, Luigi asked Mario, “So why did you really buy that?” because Luigi knew full well that Mario had no idea of the show the figurine-lady was from, let alone anything about her specifically.
Mario only winked. With purposeful steps, he made his way towards the outskirts of town. Luigi followed behind him, full of questions but nonetheless letting his brother lead him to a clearing just outside of town, where that hooded figure that had been in the shop before them was grumbling about stupid Toad stores and their ridiculous owners. They reached into some hammerspace and pulled a broomstick longer than they were tall, and the motion of doing so knocked their hood off their head, revealing —
“Kamek?!”
Kamek started, whirling around to face them. “Wha — you?!”
Out of all of them, Mario was the only one who didn't look surprised. How in the world had he known?
Kamek was the first to recover, schooling his expression into something sardonic. “Two against one?” he drawled, brow raised. “That’s hardly fair.”
Mario shook his head. He reached into the bag on his arm and pulled out the box containing the figurine they’d bought.
Kamek’s face soured. “Oh, of course it was sold to you. Here to rub it in my face, then?”
Mario shook his head again. He put the figurine back into the bag and held it out to Kamek. Kamek regarded it warily.
“We bought it for you,” Luigi added, finally catching on to what Mario was trying to do. “No need to thank us!”
“I wasn't going to.” With a harsh wave of his wand, the bag was ripped out of Mario’s grip and settled on the end of Kamek’s broomstick. With one hand securing it, he gave the bros a long, considering look and then flew off, kicking up an unnecessary amount of dust that had the bros coughing and shielding their faces. They watched him shrink to a speck in the sky in silence.
“...You're doing my laundry for the next month.”
Mario made a face.
“That was all of my pocket money!”
Mario sighed.
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georgiacooked · 2 years ago
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Our Good Friend Jonathan
Entirely non-art related post, but it's Dracula season, so I'm letting myself indulge in my favourite fandom.
Controversial hot take, but ya'll are sleeping on Dracula 2020's Jonathan Harker.
I understand it's an adaptation people love to hate, but look. Ignoring That Twist. Ignoring the last five minutes of episode one. In fact, ignoring everything except the first episode (pretend it's a one-episode adaptation of Dracula's first chapter, with a few questionable line choices sprinkled in) John Heffernan is The Jonathan Harker.
Look at this man.
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Look at him.
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Adaptationally, I really think he's perfect. He understood the assignment. He's unnerved, but entirely too polite. He isn't exceptionally fast on the uptake, but damn if he isn't brave as hell. Add in that this is a Jonathan physically degrading before our eyes. *chef's kiss* 10/10. Great horror.
Watch episode one just for him. He's a delight.
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