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rgbcn · 6 months ago
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YOU ARE *FROGS* -- I MEAN FRAUDS LOL
Read my last statement in the last page to understand this madness, hahahaha.
This scene cracked me up. I was lucky to see it before anyone when I was in the live studio taping for the episode after that. Without subtitles on in the screen and not english native myself, this is what I understood HAHAHA. But I deduced it was frauds after that.
Amy is my spirit animal, I love her so much here. hell yeah!
Comic from 2019, in case I didn't post it here, here you have it again to read!
Our queen!
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disneyrares · 26 days ago
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jamesadomian · 1 year ago
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*LIVE STANDUP COMEDY SPECIAL TAPING*
~ James Adomian ~
THURSDAY 9/14
7:30pm & 9:30pm
The Elysian Theater
1944 Riverside Drive
Los Angeles, California 90039
c/o 800 Pound Gorilla Records
Tix at elysiantheater.com and linktr.ee/jadomian in my bio!
🎨: Wojtek Arciszewski
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natp20 · 6 months ago
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i'm going to lose my mind
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starfall-xo · 10 months ago
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2024 Academy Awards Best Picture Nominees as VHS tapes by @ShawnMansfield
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creachiergh · 3 months ago
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kinger locked the fuck in with this episode. not even because of the shotgun thing or him being protective of pomni. just look at him.
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watmalik · 5 months ago
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The spectacular Blake Lively reacting to her husband Ryan Reynolds and his (boy)friend Hugh Jackman (affectionately)
Hugh: I can’t kiss him anymore!
Me: SIR.. I’M GETTING SICK OF THESE MIND GAMES��
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bonkalore · 6 months ago
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My joints are literally being held together with tape so I can function.
I haven't been able to get an official diagnosis yet, but I'm really thinking I have Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome. I just need to know which kind...
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ascesabo · 9 months ago
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sometimes i want to reach through the screen and shake sabo by the shoulders because. god. there's just so much going on with him.
he's first introduced through the veil of luffy's memories- here he's just another feral jungle kid, sticking it out with ace and luffy, the 'nicer' brother in young luffy's eyes. and then boom. you find out he's a runaway noble trying to escape his abusive, neglectful family- and this changes nothing, they still get to become sworn brothers, but just as quickly as this is resolved, his asshole of a dad takes the three of them hostage. and what does sabo do? he gives up the little sliver of freedom he'd fought for, is willing to become miserable and lonely again if it means ace and luffy are spared. and then he comes home to find that in his absence, his parents have already found a replacement! great!
and he doesn't even get to address how fucked up that is, because stelly runs his mouth and now sabo's too busy trying to figure out how to stop his brothers and their home from getting burnt to the ground. he never gets to give them a proper goodbye- he exhausts himself trying to reach them, but he can't because. you know. he's ten. so where does this leave sabo? ten years old, with nowhere to go- he sets out to sea to try and start over, and for the crime of wanting to escape a terrible life, he's punished with an explosion to the face. he loses his memories, his brothers lose him- and so the cycle continues.
then the army saves him, takes him in; he's essentially a child soldier, with how prodigious of a fighter he is from the get-go. but hey, he thinks he's finally found his footing, even if his past's a blur to him- then it all comes flooding back. in the worst way possible. he sees his brother's corpse and he remembers, but it doesn't matter, does it? he's too late, ace is gone, and sabo's lost ten years of a life he could have shared with his brothers. we don't even know how (if, even) he recovers from this- except for a single passing statement from koala, asking him if he's 'had that dream again' because he'd been crying in his sleep. this is never brought up or addressed again. great!plus, we never do find out if getting blown up at the ripe old age of ten could have left any lasting fire-related trauma; and if it does, what does that mean for sabo, who's pretty much made of it, now?
both of these questions are answered at once- sabo treats the fire as if it's ace. it's ace's legacy he's carrying on, and it's ace he seeks freedom for. he copes by making sure ace lives on in his flames, and how can he ever hate the fire living in him if that fire is all he has left of the brother he never got to see again?
i just have to wonder about him, because he's got so many Issues that just. don't ever get addressed? every time we see him deal with his grief (episode of sabo, his own retelling of events in dressrosa) we never really discover anything about him. i wonder how it felt to finally remember the childhood that eluded him, just to find out he was an unwanted, replacable child. how he feels, living with the knowledge that he could have done something to save ace, that he'd failed to remember the two people he loved the most? i wonder just how terribly that guilt must weigh down on him- because where luffy's already begun to heal, sabo still sees ace in everything he does. his title of flame emperor is a direct callback to ace's final attack in his fight against blackbeard. he talks to his goddamn fire like his brother is still in front of him, which is sweet and heartbreaking and, considering his backlog of unaddressed trauma... incredibly unhealthy. i know these will probably be left unresolved for the sake of moving the story forward- but god, sabo, are you okay?
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notllorstel · 9 months ago
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playing with outfits for mix tape au Zuke😏
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unfortunate17 · 10 months ago
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Simon really said “yo dude you need to quit rowing and find some new interests” and Wille really replied “actually my interests are all you”
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liillyliilly · 5 months ago
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take me home, please? sugawara koushi x reader content; helping out a co-worker when he had a headache really makes you feel like his mom sometimes- aka pure fluff words: 1120
Just how did you end up in these situations? Likely due to who you chose to be friends with.
So as you stood in front of Sugawara’s third grade class, talking about the school library, you couldn’t help but notice the shit-eating grin Koushi had on his face. The exact same face from high school. He had a raised eyebrow, and was jutting out his bottom a little in amusement at your dialogue.
You clasp your hands together, “Does anyone have any questions.”
In the back, Sugawara raises his hand while sitting at his teacher’s desk. You rephrase your statement, “Which of you students has a question about our school library?”
The bug-eyed seven and eight year olds looked at each other for a moment, then just blankly stared back at you.
You slowly nod, embracing the awkwardness. As the librarian at Ohya Elementary School, you weren’t really ever in charge of teaching lessons, you just talked to students about books when they would come for library time during the week. But Sugawara, your high school friend, now co-worker, had asked- no, practically begged- you to come and teach his students about all it takes to be a librarian.
Sugawara stood up, clapping his hands three times and his students copied the motion.
“Alrighty, Rose class, we’re on lunch duty today, go wash up. Make sure to thank our lovely librarian for teaching us a little bit about her job.”
The littles ran up to you, forming a single file line. One would bow, before rushing out the classroom to wash up. You kept repeating small slight bows with just your head. After 20 nods of your head, you felt a little dizzy, but could manage.
“Koushi, if you surprise me with having to talk to your students again, I won’t hesitate to complain to the administration. You’re the teacher, you’re the one who's supposed to teach.” You sit down on one of the little desks, your feet comfortably reaching the floor due to the lack of height to the small table.
Sugawara tucks his hands into his pockets, shrugging. He sits down next to you, on a separate desk, stretching his legs out across the rainbow carpet below your feet.
“I like it when you teach though, your eyes get that mix of fear and excitement.” He chuckles.
“Because your kids are freaking scary!” You whisper-yell, throwing a hand up in exasperation. “Ever seen a seven year old not act like an ankle biter? I don’t think so.”
You shiver a little, thinking about the grubby fingers. But all the students made up for the childish grossness they carried when they would hold a book up to you so you could check it out for them. The way they’d say thank you for helping them find a good book to read, or even when they’d ask to hold your hand when walking into the far back corner of your library. Those were the moments that made your job worth it in the end.
“Still, thank you for teaching a lesson. My headache is still pounding.” Sugawara holds a hand up to his temple, rubbing it in circles.
Even though it had been a shock when Sugawara poked his head into your office a few hours ago, you accepted his request fairly quickly. Because you could see the clenched jaw and squinted eyes he had in reaction to the brightness in your office.
“Mrs. Ito is going to take your class for their lunch duties yeah?” You ask, standing up from the table. Sugawara had asked the fellow third grade teacher to watch his kids for the rest of the day so he could go home to rest up. Mrs. Ito was a very no-nonsense woman, she would run his class like the army, but hopefully tomorrow Sugawara would be able to have an easier day.
You lean forward in front of Sugawara, place a hand on his forehead, and it burns. “Koushi, you’re running a fever!”
You keep your hand on his forehead, using your other hand to cup the back of his neck to tilt his face up to you a little. Then his neck starts to heat up under your fingers.
“Your neck is boiling, are you having a heat flash?” You lean closer.
Sugawara chokes on his saliva slightly, trying to put some space between his face and yours. The smell of your floral perfume, the soft touch of your hands, the criminally adorable nametag you had on your white cardigan, not to mention the baby blue dress you had on. It was all too overwhelming for him.
Clearly the blush was misinterpreted by you, which gave Sugawara some leeway. He put his hands on your hips and stood up, twisting you around so your calves hit the back of the small desk.
“I just need to get home, I think.” Sugawara loosens his hold on you, but keeps his hands hovering around you. Until you shake your head in understanding and slide out from between him and the desk.
“Are you good to drive home?” You grab your purse from the coat hook near the entrance of the class and pull it over your shoulder.
Sugawara sighs a little, putting on his best act to win over your pity. “I don’t think I’ll be able to.”
You frown, sad for Sugawara. He continues putting on his best portrayal of sickness- even though his headache was only a mild migrane and not one that required a trip to the hospital.
He pushes a little further into your friendship with him when he asks, "Take me home, please?"
It had become habit for him now, to request little things from you. He hoped that somewhere along the way, that his requests would endear you to him. Making you like him more and more, even if it was just out of friendly obligation sometimes.
“Ah, well, I can drive you then. Let’s go.” You always found yourself taking care of Sugawara one way or another, and this was just one of the ways you expressed your friendship and kindness for him.
Sugawara follows you to your car like a puppy.
Mrs. Ito has Rose class scooping up rice and putting it onto their peers plates. When she pauses to have the kids swap jobs, she gets a glimpse of you opening the car door for Sugawara through the window. Your head was down and focused on unlocking the vehicle.
Sugawara had his head in his hand, looking at you lovingly as he leaned against your car. Mrs. Ito almost, but didn’t, smile at the way her fellow third grade teacher was acting so twitterpated for the school librarian.
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jennyfromthebes · 1 year ago
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hey guys by the way the audio recording of the show where john darnielle read out someone's divorce papers before no children is up on the internet archive collection and you should definitely go listen to it
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sylvianartist · 7 months ago
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he's a heart attack in black hair dye. if you even Care
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drivelikescooters14 · 7 months ago
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This is a random post, but I absolutely love how the Super Mario-Kun series interpreted the Legion of Stationary!! Like, I love PMTOK, so this book is an absolute masterpiece to me. (Also the Paper Mario The Thousand Year Door remake is finally out!! Can’t wait to play it!!)
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starcurtain · 2 years ago
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Not me, crying because I remembered the Windblume lines about people in Sumeru forming families through their academic research, which adds a whole other layer of meaning to Kaveh’s character story...
Kaveh tore his and Alhaitham’s thesis in half. Alhaitham removed his own name.
What really fell apart--a research project or yet another one of Kaveh’s hopes for a family?
"Our views are aligned, and they are complete."
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