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Every time I hear one of the following:

People defending H*mel@nder or any other villain because "oH sExY"

People praising AI art

People posting porn

This is my reaction

What makes you think this?

Comment down below :D

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Thank you very much, Britt Allcroft.

Everyone says you brighten up their day.

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ME!

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Moot Sleepover Starting Now

@a-fucking-tornado

@silentlydying

@fairyb0ii

@tori-spring12

@survivingmyownlife

@spir4nts-lun4r

@back-totheoldhouse

@aloserwholikesheartstopper

@moomoomwahaha

@xoxonxo

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Reblogging this because... I'm ashamed to admit it, but I don't trust these people. Why are they reaching out to strangers on Tumblr to ask for money? I don't want to answer these messages even though I'll feel like a bad person for not doing it.

Please do not send me asks for donations

Here's why:

I have NO money to give you

I'm not a popular enough blog that I will give you any reach

I am a minor, and most of my followers are too

It makes me feel extremely guilty

Seeing pictures of injuries or hospitals etc are triggering for me (which are in most intro posts for this sort of thing)

They are always worded in a way that makes me feel like I am a murderer if I don't donate

It makes me feel uncomfortable

I said I don't want them, and my boundaries should be respected

I can't tell what is a bot and what isn't

I get a lot of spam from this. It is disappointing to see 10 new asks in my inbox just to be the same ask for donations over and over

Please, just respect the fact that I have said this.

Edit: To all the people reblogging this, I'm sorry you have had to deal with this too. And yes, you can put this in your pinned post! Stay safe <3

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I'M HAVING A FUCKING STROKE

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@unpopularvivian

You wanna see something cool?

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"Hate" by KISS

Why I'm dropping this here:

Don't you think it's odd, Man was created in the image of god? * All you martyrs and saviours, Go through the same door. Listen, all you butchers, saints and sinners, We've all been here before. * So, you're looking for a saviour? But I'm here to tell ya - You gotta save yourself. Like a lamb to slaughter, All you ever did was follow orders.

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Trouble for the Tricky Twins

Bill and Ben, the tank engine twins, work at the china clay pits at Brendam Docks. Their work is important, but it can be hot and dirty. Sometimes this makes the twins naughty. One sweltering summer morning, they were feeling very naughty indeed.

“That’s my line of freight cars!” Bill snapped sourly.

“It’s not, it’s mine!” Ben argued angrily. “Yours is over there!”

“It’s mine!” Bill shouted.

“It’s not!” Ben replied.

“It’s mine!” Bill shouted.

“It’s not!” Ben replied.

Their friend, a big green diesel named BoCo, was worried. “Stop quarrelling, you two, or I shall plant my saintly wheels up your bunkers! If you two keep going on like that, the only thing you’ll get is—”

Suddenly, Bill and Ben charged forward. The two bumped each other right off the rails!

“—trouble,” finished BoCo, as he counted to ten in his head.

“Silly!” Bill snapped sulkily.

“'Silly' yourself!” Ben argued angrily.

“Bill and Ben, behave yourselves, or I shall send you to your sheds!” bellowed Sir Topham Hatt. “It’s clear to me that we need another diesel to help out here, now that BoCo is leaving Winston’s branchline! He’s new, and keen to make a good impression!”

“If I were you,” whispered BoCo, “I’d get back to work right away.”

Bill and Ben glared at BoCo, who remembered they were still off the rails. “Um, I’ll fetch a crane,” he said.

As BoCo left, Sir Topham Hatt walked back to his car. He was starting to have doubts about his decision. “I hope this new diesel doesn’t cause more problems,” he thought. “I heard he has a poor cooling system.”

And Sir Topham Hatt was right. A cooling system is very important to a diesel. If they don’t have one, they will overheat and break down. And this new diesel had quite a poorly-built one.

As the new diesel strained up Emily’s Hill, he began to cough and pant. “Oh m-my grease and oil!” he gasped. “I wasn’t expecting such a climb!”

But then, the new diesel’s engine began to splutter! It began to stutter! And then it came to a complete stop, with black smoke pouring from his chassis. The diesel coughed, and sighed with annoyance.

Rebecca soon arrived with some workmen in a coach. The new diesel looked sheepish. “Sorry!” he said. “It’s my fault; I got teething troubles, you know!”

“I’ve been there,” Rebecca said sympathetically. “When I was young, I had a flawed design. But it was because of Sir Topham Hatt that I got to become Really Useful!”

“Do you think there’s hope for me, then?” asked the new diesel.

“I personally think so,” Rebecca replied.

The news soon spread. “Apparently, it’s 'teething troubles',” confided Stanley to Nia.

Later, Nia saw Neville at a signal. “This new diesel has 'teething troubles',” said Nia to Neville. “Pass it on!”

Neville saw Winston up ahead. “The new diesel has 'teething troubles',” said Neville. “Pass it on!”

But Winston saw an opportunity to tease Bill and Ben. He saw them at the China Clay Pits, having their faces cleaned. “Hey, you two!” said Winston. “This new diesel has 'toothache'! Good luck!”

As Winston chuffed away, Bill asked, “why did Winston wish us 'good luck'?”

“Because he knows we’ll need it!” shrilled Ben. “A diesel with 'toothache' must be the worst diesel of all!” Neither Bill or Ben heard Winston laughing as he puffed away.

Much later in the day, the dock manager came to see the twins. “HEY, YOU TWO! YOU MUST TAKE A TRAIN TO THE LITTLE WESTERN BRANCH LINE, AND STAY THERE FOR THE NIGHT! YOU CAN COME BACK IN THE MORNING!”

“Why do we have to stay the night?” asked Ben.

“SHUT UP!” said the manager, and he stormed away. Neither Bill nor Ben knew how to respond to that.

When they arrived at the Little Western, it was nighttime, and the twins looked tired. They each pulled up next to Duck.

“You do look glum!” said Duck.

“It’s this new diesel’s fault!” whined Ben. “He’s got 'toothache'!”

“He hasn’t got 'toothache', you silly engines, he’s got 'teething troubles'!” said Duck. “That means he’s new, and some parts of him don’t work properly! In this diesel’s case, it’s his cooling system. Henry had to rescue him earlier today.”

That made the twins feel a strange mixture of better and worse.

The next morning, when the twins were back at the China Clay Pits, the two were just preparing to take another train when they heard an unfamiliar horn. “OH, NO!” wailed the twins. “IT’S THE NEW DIESEL!”

And it was.

“Hello!” said the new diesel. “I’ll soon sort this train out! You two take the front and I’ll take the behind.” He made an awkward cough. “What fun!”

All went well as the twins and the new diesel set off. But as they reached the incline, the diesel began to slow down. Bill and Ben took notice of this.

“COME ON, COME ON!” yelled the twins. “PUSH HARDER, YOU SILLY SLOP-FILLED DIESEL!”

But it was no use. “I’m overheating again!” wailed the diesel. And overheat he did. His engine spluttered, and stuttered, and he came to a complete stop.

“OH, PAH!” roared Bill.

“Never mind,” soothed his driver. “Let’s try to finish the journey anyway! It means we’ll have to tow the diesel away as well.” “We’ll try,” said Ben.

It took all their strength, but they managed to finish their journey. That night, the twins were resting in the sheds when Sir Topham Hatt came to see them.

“Well done, Bill and Ben!” said Sir Topham Hatt. “I’ve sent the new diesel to the Dieselworks to be mended. I’ve called for another diesel to help out here for the time being.”

All Bill and Ben did for the rest of the night was hope that the diesel who was coming wasn’t Devious Diesel.

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The Chronicles of Sodor

Main characters:

Stanley

Winston

Rebecca

Emily

Neville

Nia

Toby

Duck

Narrow gauge characters:

Skarloey

Rheneas

Sir Handel

Peter Sam

Rusty

Duncan

Freddie

Mighty/Mac

Luke

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Any HiT era fans of T&F out here on Tumblr?

Like if you are

Reblog if you aren't

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NEVER MIND I FOUND IT

POV: When the Star Fleet halve nothing to do.

Boredom does this to a person.

I’ve yet to make more tugs meme later on.

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TTTE Fandom: Reblog this post so I can follow you all!

Slowly getting back into the fandom after watching JBS and I need some more engines on my dash!

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Aspec identities are queer in a way that the human mind cannot yet understand.

@unpopularvivian Thoughts?

interact with this post if you believe aspec identities are queer

trying to prove a point (not forced!!)

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Thank you :) I didn't realise you still cared.

@unpopularvivian

Hi, @unpopularvivian.

I'm back.

@sodor-city

WELCOME BACK DUDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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List of words I HATE:

"charming"

"charm"

any slur of any kind

"charismatic"

any Gen Alpha slang word

...I think that's about it?

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