#like i’ve said a million times before
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theganymedes · 2 years ago
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if you ever see me having a three page long internal monologue socratic seminar ted talk video essay breakdown discussion post in someone’s reblogs, just know that you should read that story expeditiously.
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chirpsythismorning · 2 years ago
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We never really left
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hana-bobo-finch · 1 month ago
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mihght be trans? Uh erm
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priestfrommidnightmass · 10 months ago
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not to be that guy but i am that guy american vandal season one in particular is genuinely one of the greatest tragedies ever written like… dylan WAS INNOCENT! he was FINE with his life before he was happy playing his pranks and hanging out with his friends and he didn’t CARE what people thought about him. he tried to watch the doc but thought he didn’t need to because he KNEW he didn’t fucking DO IT. but after all the dust settles and he is PROVEN INNOCENT he DOES watch it and for the first time heard what everyone has been saying and thinking about him the entire time. without the doc he never would’ve been proven innocent but he also never would’ve been pushed to guilt. he could’ve been punished for a crime he never committed or manipulated to the point of actually doing it. he DIDN’T have a motive before but ended up doing exactly what he was accused of as an act of revenge. and he’d JUST GOTTEN AWAY. HE WAS FREE! but he was NEVER REALLY FREE! he didn’t do it but that NEVER MATTERED his fate was already decided for him long before any accusations it was over before it even began i’m so ill
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crowrelli · 1 year ago
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#vent tw#death mention tw#okay I need to post this bc I’m. going to explode into a million shattered parts if I don’t#my grandmother on my moms side who lived with us my whole teen years. who I helped care for. passed last night before I could go visit her#and instead of IDK FUCKING CALLING ME TO TELL ME my estranged idiot sister just texts me basically ‘Oop she died 🤪’#what the actual fuck#I deserve to hear from our mom? I deserve to hear like the rest of the fucking family?#my cousin did it right and said ‘call your mom’ but you just fucking take it on yourself?? how inconsiderate and conceited to take that away#how little do you see of me to not show basic fucking compassion??#I will never not hold this with me every time I think of my grandmothers passing#I’m a fucking adult. I’ve lived on my own for 3 god damn years. and yet you can’t extend me the BASIC FUCKING RESPECT of letting me find out#the RIGHT WAY#I broke my no contact out of respect for my grandma. I promised to walk into a house I was fucking prisoner in half my life.#I looked past my pain and my trauma out of basic fucking human decency and she couldn’t wait a few hours to let the news reach me properly#and before I can even say my goodbyes she’s gone and this is how you tell me??#she KNEW I was in contact with our mom again#she KNEW#I lived with grandma I HELPED TAKE CARE OF HER#I picked her off the floor when she fell I made her food when she was hungry I READ HER BOOKS WHEN HER HANDS SHOOKTOO BAD#I knew they were monsters but are you fucking kidding me?? this is so so low I’m in fucking shock#I thank my partner and their family every fucking day for teaching me what real love is#because after you live your whole life trying to love people who are only playing roles for the sake of appearance you can never go back to#the cold lifeless greyscale power plays they call unconditional love#god I just#I’m just so fucking tired
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iknowwhereyousleepatnight · 7 months ago
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it’s contemplating if i should change my major even though i’m graduating in december hours….. again
#it’s like. ugh. okay so psychology is interesting but i don’t work well with people but i find things so fascinating and i just want to#do a bunch of experiments and research but to do that takes like a doctorates and shit and also idrc abt most psychology i’m specifically#interested in sex so like maybe i should switch to a different science for that but like i’m v interested in gender/sexuality n shit#which u wouldn’t really get w like bio but i don’t particularly want to be working with people all the time u know? like being a#sex counselor or a therapist that specializes in gender-related shit would be interesting but like idk i just want to become an expert#and write one million papers but ough a doctorates needed for that and it’s hard to find a doctoral program that specializes in sexology#like the ones i have found require a masters and i did find a masters i’m really interested in but also going straight for#a doctorate would be faster and i love speed but idk#my main issue is that i have so many interests and i believe i can be good at any of them but idk what i want to commit to u know#bc i am an academic at heart i do want to write a lot of papers and do studies and make moves in whatever field i choose but also i want#to draw pictures all day and take photos and shit but ugh art doesn’t make money :/#idk#but i mean like i’ve said before i can always drop out of school and become a professional clown <-kinda considering doing that#after i graduate and pushing my masters back a bit for it but idk. probs not bc of certain life shit but it’d be fun
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maiteo · 7 months ago
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love you so much for Cavani posting while my dash is all engl*nd for some reason….you hate yet constantly post them hmm🤔
aw stop🤭 that’s thee ultimate amor de mi vida…simply incomparable❤️
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steampunk-raven · 10 months ago
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just say bigots just say bigots just say bigots please I’m begging you don’t say __phobes. Or say the particular type of bigotry you’re referring to (even if it takes longer to say/type out. If referring to both homophobia and transphobia — JUST SAY THAT! Please!! If you don’t have the option of taking that time JUST SAY BIGOTS!!)
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soulsxng · 2 years ago
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Sometimes, a person allows me to geek out about dog training/behavior/nutrition stuff a little bit (because they asked me for advice/help), and my brain just latches onto it for the rest of the day. And then I’m just going on long winded dog related info dumps completely out of nowhere to literally anybody in the room.
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tauforged · 1 year ago
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i’m sure albrechts plan definitely had something to do with sacrificing himself to try and ‘kill’ tmitw or at least distract it from the ones he loves. that obviously isn’t working though (considering our pal wally is absolutely very much capable of being in many places at once and has no problem harassing us, the holdfasts, loid, the citizens of duviri, AND albrecht all at the same time) so i feel like the end goal of this whole thing isn’t gonna be so much ‘see the kalymos sequence through to its end the way it was intended to go’ so much as it is ‘stop al from doing something reckless and stupid to himself Yet Again and redirect wally’s attention elsewhere, most likely onto ourselves, unless of course he was already starting to get bored of albrecht anyway and is driving him to do all of this as a means to bait us into holding up our end of our deal by letting us believe we’re helping someone else’
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codgod · 1 year ago
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looking at my design for gillion now again now. maybe i should mix that coral pink in some more 🤔 make it stand out a little less than it just being on his head. idk
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revlischarm · 2 months ago
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Gruvia and juvia live in your forehead rent free😂
??? Sorry, what?
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fingertipsmp3 · 4 months ago
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Keep having recurring dreams that I’m in prison
#last night’s three dream sequences were all bananas in different ways#so i fell asleep for exactly one hour before my bladder woke me up#in that time i had a dream about this tv show where magical girls were doing insane shit#someone had faked their death in a lighthouse or somethig#anyway i heard the theme song and it was a BOP but i couldn’t remember it once i woke up even though i’d literally Just heard it#there was one line that was talking about how the most important thing in life is to be loved#so i went to the bathroom and then i couldn’t get back to sleep so i read two chapters of my book. then fell asleep again#had a dream i was a prison guard but the rules were too harsh (couldn’t have weed) so i escaped and joined the army instead#and they were asking me about a million questions about prison guarding and i had to be really evasive and weird#then i had a dream i can’t remember much about other than that chris chan was in it#and i got in a random car and drove off; presumably to get away from her but i can’t be sure#ended up on a college campus and one of the professors was talking absolutely insane shit about one of his students#basically making fun of her for crying in class and said something about how her loved one had died a week ago and she should be over it#by now. so i walked directly up to him and spat in his face and then ran away#why would i dream this. why would i dream any of this#i’ve always had really vivid and weird dreams but i feel like going on citalopram just ramped them up to an insane degree#i have been off it for a few days but it doesn’t seem to have changed anything about like….. me. or how i am#(i’m not quitting i just forgot to fill my prescription lol. i’ll do it tomorrow#i’m on a low dose so few to no withdrawals. i’m not totally stupid. i did check up on this stuff and i’m still taking my beta blockers)#personal
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tovaicas · 9 months ago
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I’m literally unwell about this btw
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mimiyanna · 9 months ago
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Summertime Rendering kinda goated tho?
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alienzil · 6 months ago
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Nanny Danny
“That is a whole ass baby,” was the only thought running through Lex Luthor’s head when the scientist proudly showed him the tube containing Project KR. It was not remotely the sort of thing he would normally think and most definitely not what he had expected to be thinking the first time he saw the clone.
He’d been pleased when he’d read the reports indicating the success of KR after years of failures. Lex had poured millions of dollars and literally his own blood into ensuring a clone of the alien could be made, one that would be under his total control instead of the unknown aspirations of Superman.  He’d wanted to see the fruits of his labors personally but this…
It. No, not an it. He scrunched his tiny face and smacked his lips and…did he smirk? Was that HIS SMIRK on that baby’s face?! No. No. Babies this small didn’t smile or smirk. They passed gas and their sleep deprived and addled parents mistook it for an intelligent response. He’d heard enough inane conversations in the Lexcorp office about the various progeny of his employees to pick up on that but still. This child had Kryptonian DNA, not to mention his own contribution. Surely, he was far more advanced than the dribbling potato shaped lump of an infant whose pictures he’d been forced to smile and nod over when Mark from accounting had rudely shoved them in his face at the last quarterly budget meeting. Yes, that was definitely a smirk. His, that was his smirk.
“So as you can see its growth is well within expected parameters and we’re planning to start phase one of accelerating the maturation process tomorrow once the testing is do-”
“Take him out.”
“Sir? The testing can all be accomplished while it remains in the tube. There’s no need to-”
“I said, take him out. The project is cancelled.”
“What?! Mr. Luthor you can’t!”
“I think you’ll find I can. Now get me my son.”
*****
Two years later
“Call them again”
“Sir, I’ve called them seven times. They won’t answer.”
“Then call another agency!”
“There isn’t another agency, Sir”
Lex glared at his assistant who stared back at him impassively. Mercy stood by the door staring off into the distance and pretending she didn’t notice him being bested by his own secretary.
He stopped himself from shouting again and took a deep breath before asking, “Then what, exactly, do you propose I do Mrs. Anderson? Adjust my entire schedule around naptimes? Find a toddler size lab coat and safety goggles and bring my son with me to tour the new clean energy project on Thursday? Perhaps buy a tiny business suit while I’m at it for the next board meeting?”
“I’m not suggesting anything of the sort, Mr. Luthor. I’m telling you that no childcare agency in Metropolis will return my calls anymore. Most won’t even answer.  You’ve gone through 27 nannies in the last 3 months. You need someone better suited to your son’s…special needs.”
Lex snorted. “Special needs might be a bit of understatement. He can lift a car over his head and his favorite word right now is No.”
He sighed and rubbed his forehead. “Thank you for…clarifying the situation, Marjorie. If there’s nothing else, you can leave.”
His secretary didn’t move. She looked at him like she was waiting for something and now that he was paying attention, he saw she was holding a file.  “Did you have a suggestion?”
Looking pleased with herself she responded, “Actually, yes, I did.”
“Well?”
She set the file on his desk and flipped it open. He looked down at the first page and raised an eyebrow, “What am I looking at here?”
“This,” she responded pulling out the top set of papers and spreading them out, “is the employee file and background check for Daniel J. Fenton, an intern that started in our engineering department about 4 months ago. He has one sibling, two parents and several close friends he regularly meets with. His current supervisor has nothing but good things to say about him and reports he gets along well with all his coworkers.”
She set out the next set of papers, neatly arranging them on the desk to be easily seen. “These are newspaper articles and screenshots of social media posts regarding a small town vigilante locally known as Phantom. The same small town, Mr. Fenton is from coincidentally. Also coincidentally, Phantom made his first appearance only a few weeks after Mr. Fenton was involved in a minor accident in his parent’s home laboratory when he was 14, the medical records for the incident are included.”
“Hmm,” Lex said observing several photos of Phantom and a younger Fenton arranged in order of similar poses and facial expressions and printed out side by side.
“Finally,” she said handing him the last set of papers directly, “this would be a report from the lab Mr. Fenton works in from an incident that happened yesterday. A test with a new protype went wrong and started a fire. Everyone evacuated per protocol when the alarms went off but one of the other interns was working on a programming issue off to the side of the lab while wearing headphones and didn’t hear the alarm or notice the fire. Mr. Fenton noticed his absence and returned to the lab to get him out.” She stopped talking and let him look at the last several pages in the file, a series of photographs of the lab.
“Is this ice?”
“Yes, it is. It’s several inches thick and covers half of the lab. It completely put out the fire leaving minimal damage.”
“This machine was moved?”
“It was. It was very close to the flames and would have required replacement if exposed to extreme heat or cold. That particular piece of equipment also weighs several thousand pounds and was bolted to the floor.”
Lex read through everything in detail then clasped his hands under his chin and stared at the photo of Daniel Fenton for several moments before turning back to his waiting secretary.
“Have HR send Mr. Fenton up. I’d like to offer him a promotion.”
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