#there are so many gods of wealth
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dionysusfanatic · 30 days ago
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being a broke hellenist is HARD i be praying to Hades, Pluto, Plutus and any other god of wealth for some money to buy them some candles 😭
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yoursghouly · 1 year ago
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come on barbie let’s get the members of the WGA and SAG-AFTRA revised contracts with the AMPTP so that they can be compensated fairly and ensured protection against any unauthorized use of their likenesses via AI which would be an enormous violation of human ethics/decency ah ah ahh yeah
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spicyliumang · 11 months ago
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I’m speechless
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millionsknives · 1 year ago
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they’re gonna kick me out of bible study
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lovecatsys · 9 months ago
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god i love characters who are offputting and outcast and deemed unlikeable an unacceptable
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boatemboys · 20 days ago
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god i need to get an actual desk sitting slouched on my bed all day kills my back
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depresseddepot · 5 months ago
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I have dreams all the time where I'm sad when I wake up but last night I dreamt that I told a joke so funny that random strangers were just straight up sending me money. my best friend's mom sent me $1000 with the caption "haha!"
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jigsaw puzzle time!
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and check out the description on the side😭:
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"One of the world's great novels by the master storyteller Charles Dickens. "A gripping tale of love and death set in London and Paris that brings to life the terror and excitement of the French Revolution. "It tells how a good for nothing English lawyer, the double of a happy newly married French nobleman sentenced to the guillotine, takes his place at the scaffold."
In one sentence this jigsaw puzzle box finds a way to insult both Carton ("good for nothing") AND Darnay ("nobleman")
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also here's an unrelated puzzle because I don't wanna post it as its own thing
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stinkrascal · 1 year ago
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having ocs and posting them on the internet is so embarrassing bc whenever i rewrite an oc or retcon something im just like oh fuck. you arent sneaky stinky. everyone saw that. its the same feeling i get whenever someone sees me trip its like i just rolled a 0 on dexterity
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deaththeyamikid · 10 months ago
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Finally continuing my watch of the PJO Disney+ show and literally all the scenes in the Underworld are so dark I cannot SEE anything
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Sometimes I’m vibing, doing my weird zone-out, day-dream and imagine scenarios in my head mood (usually with fictional characters and shows and things) and then I remember a super sad fact about a character I love. And then I stop before I make myself even more upset
Tw for the tags, since that’s where most of this post actually resides:
-little to no association with the actual post itself
-mentions of trauma
-mentions of drug addiction
-mentions of abuse. Like that’s the whole point of the little tangent I go on.
-excusing theft.
-implied Luther Hargreeves (though he is firmly not the character I’m excusing the actions of)
-A complete refusal to mention anything past TUA S1.
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malachitezmeyka · 2 years ago
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More post-SotRL stuff bc posting on tumblr is easier than actually writing it
After the Kids (a.k.a Suiren, Midori, Opal, Kuvira and Bolin) (none of them are kids but that's probably what the RL call them) successfully break Zaheer out and get him to the hideout, there will obviously be a big emotions fest between the RL. Like, he thought they were dead, they had no idea what happened to him, P'Li's his lover, Mingzan may be mad at him for the whole earthly tethers thing but he's still their friend and they still missed him... Yeah. While all that is happening they forget about the kids for a second but after the initial tears cease, they turn around and find the five of them just... passed out together in a heap on the floor
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orcelito · 2 years ago
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OK I have now made it through Nothing But Thieves' entire discography. There isn't a single song I dislike
Definitely a new favorite band
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charlotterenaissance · 2 years ago
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honestly, how i'm supposed to go on living after dan gave the most beautiful speech about falling in love with a socially awkward heiress only for her to break up with him because her father would cut her off and she genuinely wouldn't know what to do without money and she hates doing this but is too scared of the alternative?
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sssaintyboy · 4 months ago
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update: still cant stop playing rimworld
also now everything is medieval themed because (failing) making medieval themed towns so so funs!
i want to achieve my lifelong goal of actually finishing my castle walls ..... wish me luck
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lavenderprose · 1 month ago
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Emmrich actually IS the suave and charismatic gentleman we've all been waiting for. Forget your Alistairs and your Cullens. Emmrich says dear and darling and has enough Big Dick Energy that you sense him coming from three rooms away. What's that shift in the air? Emmrich's natural necromantic aura touching the Fade? Well yes but also the sound of his monster cock swinging in his perfectly tailored trousers.
Emmrich talks to Rook like there's a love letter addressed to them specifically lodged in his voice box. He touches them like he paid money for the privilege. Emmrich uses his wealth to help others, he is NOT a person who desires power, and he expects the same of others. One time he looked at Rook and said, "The only good noble is a dead one," and even though Rook knew he was talking about the residents of the Necropolis, or perhaps because of that, it made Rook so wet they had to go sit down against a tree and bang their head a little to calm down.
Sometimes Rook shows up in Emmrich's room of an evening and without even missing a beat Emmrich says, "Come have a seat, darling," and Rook sits next to him only for him to tut and pat his knee. Immediately, Rook is perched there like he's Santa Claus.
"The things one can sense when truly in tune with the fade are inspiring," Emmrich says, and other such nonsense as his touch finds the path of least resistance to Rook's skin without hesitation. His fingers are cool and kind and they trace up the side of Rook's ribs like they might slot perfectly between them, like Rook was built as a home for his hand.
"You're killing me," Rook says, because he is, because Rook could actually choke and die from how badly they want to feel Emmrich's mustache on their thighs.
"Yes, but only a little death," Emmrich says. He smiles and his bangles jingle merrily away as he plays with Rook's chest. "Every time I touch your body, I'm already longing for the moment I'll touch it again."
"Guh," says Rook. "Hrng. Hunh."
"I quite agree. I find that words fail me when it comes to...how you make me feel, dearest." This is what Emmrich says, but fails utterly to demonstrate as he leans in and delicately bites Rook's earlobe, whispering seventeen of the twenty filthiest things Rook has ever heard. Things like I'll eat you like a cake, though you're more delicious and the Fade sings your name when I'm in you and--
"If I have to hear ONE MORE THING about that necromancer's cock," seethes Solas, who did NOT know that he was signing up for nightly pornographic lullabies when he decided to kick it in the back of Rook's head. This is the fourth time he's said that this week. He will hear many, many more things about that necromancer's cock.
"YES EMMRICH," echoes through the Fade, "Gods YES, harder! Give it to me!"
The spirits of the Fade, who like Emmrich a whole helluva lot more than they like Solas right now, twirl and giggle.
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