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literally so upset about the abuse allegations against jeff koval, his tweet addressing it was so half assed too :((((
i thought emh would be safe from from the slenderverse creator curse
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backwzzds · 1 year
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y’all act like it isnt two sides to tumblr ESPECIALLY the aot fandom. the one that caters to black readers FROM black writers (plug fics for example) AND THE ONE THAT CATERS TO WHITER/NON RACE SPECIFIED READERS. yall clearly dont want the shit black writers is giving yall so atp PLEASE stop searching up eren x black reader fics.
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velvetsssapphic · 1 year
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This is how some of you bitches be drawing sadness.
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punkowunko · 1 year
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I'm gonna say it if you're like 20+ years old and still find it acceptable to tell people to kill themselves (even if they've done something wrong) you need to rethink everything that led you to this point
and stub your toe while you're at it
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baristabomb · 4 months
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...weird amount of dunmeshi fans have been saying being a caretaker in a relationship is the worst thing ever..marcille must want to killl everyone soo bad because doing things for people suuuucks sooo muchh
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it's an act of love, not just a job i promise. we all want someone who's willing to take care of us in some way, just like how senshi shows care for others by cooking for them :'|
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borrelia · 6 months
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if you donate one single us dollar to the unrwa, you will have donated more money than you would have by clicking that stupid arab.orb link every day for four and a half years. yes, they do actually donate money to the unrwa, but even with tens of thousands of clicks, most of that money is the baseline $90 they send every quarter. from 2023 quarter 4, half a million clicks turned into $380.57. maths out to six hundreths of one cent per click. just donate to unrwa.
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hinamie · 18 days
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mentor
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cyancees · 2 years
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i have neither a good imagination nor aphantasia, but a secret third thing
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beeanddoddi · 7 months
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32 days till April
ride the high when you have it…. it often doesn't last long for you….
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pastadoughie · 10 months
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autumn-may · 9 months
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Mostly spoiler free summary of my viewing experience
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you know that one time-traveling episode where we had a young ford cameo? okay, so-
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charlietheepicwriter7 · 8 months
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The Joker was apprehended, sitting on the ground as Batman guarded him, but the kid--"Bruce Wayne's newest ward, how tragic! Hehehe!"--was nowhere to be found. Nightwing and Red Hood desperate searched the warehouse until a shuffling noise grabbed their attention.
A kid, black haired just like the kid in the Joker's broadcast, crawling out of a pile of boxes. "Is it over?" the boy asked quietly.
Nightwing guided him to the only exit, unfortunately walking past the boy's own kidnapper. "Yeah, kid. It's over. Come on-"
Like a shot, the boy rushed the Joker and kicked him right in the balls.
The Joker wheezed like a dying squeaky toy. Red Hood froze. Nightwing immediately snatched the boy up by the armpits, but all that did was give the boy the height to attack again, punting Joker in the jaw. The clown went down and cracked his head on the floor. He did not get back up.
There was a moment of silence before Red Hood roared with laughter, his helmet distorting the sound.
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blueboyluca · 1 year
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“When I first heard it, from a dog trainer who knew her behavioral science, it was a stunning moment. I remember where I was standing, what block of Brooklyn’s streets. It was like holding a piece of polished obsidian in the hand, feeling its weight and irreducibility. And its fathomless blackness. Punishment is reinforcing to the punisher. Of course. It fit the science, and it also fit the hidden memories stored in a deeply buried, rusty lockbox inside me. The people who walked down the street arbitrarily compressing their dogs’ tracheas, to which the poor beasts could only submit in uncomprehending misery; the parents who slapped their crying toddlers for the crime of being tired or hungry: These were not aberrantly malevolent villains. They were not doing what they did because they thought it was right, or even because it worked very well. They were simply caught in the same feedback loop in which all behavior is made. Their spasms of delivering small torments relieved their frustration and gave the impression of momentum toward a solution. Most potently, it immediately stopped the behavior. No matter that the effect probably won’t last: the reinforcer—the silence or the cessation of the annoyance—was exquisitely timed. Now. Boy does that feel good.”
— Melissa Holbrook Pierson, The Secret History of Kindness (2015)
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rubyfunkey · 2 months
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The Rehabilitation of Death by @bamsara
didnt have time to clean this like i wanted but i needed to get this scene out of my head desperately. im good now
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daftpatience · 4 months
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haruhi is forever in my heart a sort of boy thingy
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