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the fact that people are actually for-real using threads is insane. is this what weve come to as a society? i remember a time when google tried to make their own version of facebook and it was regarded as so lame it was almost immediately a punchline. now META of all cunts is making its own copy of TWITTER of all cesspools and people are voluntarily joining??? whats next?? are we all gonna use bing and the windows phone too?? you people make me sick id genuinely rather us all go to the jeremy renner app
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Rhaenyra’s attitude to Daemon’s twin girls in comparison to her own children is…interesting. But I don’t think the writers themselves realised it was an issue so I doubt it will be addressed
First there is her decision to not let Jace ride out on his dragon (understandable after what just happened to Lucerys!) but she sends Baela instead. You could argue that she believes that Baela, as a woman, would be less hot-blooded than Jace would which matches the show’s theme of men being bloodthirsty and women being the peacemakers. But Baela is very much mini-Daemon judging by her mad chase after Criston Cole.
Does Rhaenerya not know her personality? Have they not lived together for years as one big happy family? Or is risking Baela preferable to her actual son?
Then there is the insane attitude towards Rhaena, who she can spare because she has no dragon. Rhaenyra can’t bear to let her boys go���but Rhaena will have to be “mother” to them now. She tells this kid, her stepdaughter, to mother her children and how hard this is for her, Rhaenyra. Rhaena’s own mother is dead and she’s 16 years old.
If I thought the writers were exploring some interesting issues with Rhaenyra such as; maybe she has internal misogyny like Alicent but it express itself in a different way; or maybe she like many stepmothers just doesn’t care as much about Daemon’s previous children; or maybe she’s getting colder and more selfish as the pressure piles on and she lost her son…..but I highly doubt this was the intention.
The writers so far have made it clear that we are supposed to see Rhaenyra as the “moral” character so she doesn’t get to have major flaws like this (terrible writing decision btw). But this is completely undermined by them not realising how her treatment of the twins looks to the audience
#words by me#house of the dragon#rhaenyra targaryen#baela targaryen#rhaena targaryen#hotd#where is the tenderness reserved for family?#the twins are spoken to like attendants#one useful and one the nanny#baela tries to bond with her stepmother by insulting her dad but rhaenerya is all business#now fly out so my son can stay home safe
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self-employment under capitalism.
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Astarion loves when his partner’s body reaches its peak and releases into his mouth. It’s one of the few things he can taste with great clarity and the warmth of a load competes with the heat of blood on his tongue.
Astarion slides his mouth off and climbs up higher on his body. He palms the side of his flushed face and presses their lips together in a tight kiss only to feel an eager tongue slip between his, breaking the seal. It is messy and it is good.
You are perfect, he thinks as the pale elf finds himself so fortunate to be with a lover inclined to share everything.
art by lacriaturabebe1, full version on my twitter @ubiquitously orrrrr here
#Astarion#Tav#Astarion x Tav#smutstarion#chef’s kiss#I’m sweating#commission#art by#lacriaturabebe1#words by me#OC: Angelus#bg3#baldur's gate 3#baldur’s date
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"I knew I will hurt her while being with her so I choose to hurt her by not being with her."
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💭 @bymarahh
#quotes#poems and poetry#poemsoftheday#deep thoughts#poetsofinstagram#quoteoftheday#relatable stuff#poetry#poets of tumblr#life quote#sad poetry#i'm sad#sad thoughts#sad poem#sad quotes#sad girl posting#life quotes#quote#poem#poetic#writers on tumblr#artists on tumblr#spilled ink#spilled dreams#spilled writing#spilled in poetry#spilled truth#spilled poetry#spilled heart#words by me
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hope you’re okay. i hope the guilt consumed you so full that you can live with it.
#words by me#literature#spilled thoughts#spilled words#coquette#nature#naturism#trees and forests#connection#falling out of love#philosophy
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Biting him
Lil art of an au where Scourge lives. I’m subjecting him to his nieces.
Also Sandstorm for no reason
#warrior cats#warriors#scourge#squirrelflight#squirrelstar#leafpool#tiny warrior cats#scourge wc#tiny wc#sandstorm#wc sandstorm#words by me#my art
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I spitballed a little how I would have constructed the MV; not super thought out but kinda what I had been hoping for under the constraints "het as fuck" and "bar fight happening"
And obvs I'm not a cinematographer or used to writing for the screen so take it with a grain of salt, but bear with me (where?)
We start with JO on stage at the bar we do not have a couple coming in but cut to Bojan and the girl in a one-bedroom apartment. A suitcase on the floor, maybe half open with clothes spilled, the girl dressed in an oversized shirt that's clearly his and him in a bathrobe, or alternatively both of them already dressed for leaving (but I lean towards the former), both of them embracing tightly
It cuts back to the bar, where Bojan sings with an agonised expression while the rest of the band plays
it cuts back to the studio where the girl is gathering her things while Bojan sits on the bed, head in his hand (or maybe they kiss by the front door)
Cuts back to the bar and Bojan starts walking away from the stage towards the door. Someone tries to grab him to stop and he turns, clearly angry to be interrupted.
It cuts back to the studio apartment (on Spasite me maybe?) where Bojan stands at the window and watches the cab drive away, now in gray scale. The suitcase is gone, the shirt draped over the bed. Maybe he holds the white blouse the girl was wearing in the actual MV in his hands.
It cuts back to the bar where he rounds on the person stopping him in his tracks, letting his agony over his lover being far away out in a bar fight
It ends with the rest of the band hugging him (or maybe the girl returning and hugging him in the wreckage)
#bluza mv#words by me#this is more or less what I hoped for before Bojan was like “Bojan see girl”#based off of Bluza lyrics and the bar fight shots#joker out#bluza#bojan cvjetićanin#bojan cvjeticanin
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gm_construct at the punk gig
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Aegon’s little face when Aemond starts speaking to him in High Valyrian in front of EVERYONE. He’s so out of his depth, I feel so bad for him 😭
This little shit is throwing in words like lickspittles and sobriquet. High Valyrian 101 is probably as far as Aegon got
I started cracking up when Aegon stammered back some grammatically incorrect words just jumbled together after swilling some wine to delay the moment he’d have to speak. How did this loser become my favourite character to watch?
It’s also tragic because he never wanted this. He was literally ready to flee the country rather than be king. They forced him on the throne and then hate him for being the man on the throne
“I have no wish to rule! No taste for duty! I’m not suited!”
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that was so fun go watch GENERATION LOSS on RANBOO’s VODS CHANNEL on YOUTUBE (plug)
(it’s required.)
#generation loss#genloss spoilers#ranboo#art by me#words by me#i was debating on taking the time to make something nice and polished#but i think that goes back on the purpose of this#all art and emotion holds its deserved place. my content is not to please. etc etc
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Hard Work
You can’t always bring everyone with you.
When you return he immediately puts his hands on you, to inspect every inch of skin broken and unbroken alike. He knows the scent of blood which is yours, which is not your own. You are covered in both, but bloodletting is little concern to you.
You take him in your arms yet can’t help averting your gaze under his scrutiny.
Red eyes trace the shape of you haloed by fire. Fingertips press against the rigid foundations of your jaw, your cheeks. His lips purse.
“I did miss that face, you know.”
Of course he did. He always does. You lift your gaze to meet his and see the resolve of a man who’s holding on to something real. Yes. This is real. And you would not have it any other way.
art by Dri
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I have always felt Like a failed experiment. A throwaway kid.
#haiku#daily haiku#original poetry#words by me#my poetry#poets of tumblr#writeblr#honestly I think it's my title#I use it in a lot of things I write#might as well wear it#throwaway kid
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"We are paradox, people like me are meant to die but we survive and then spend our lives in trying to live and die simultaneously."
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