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talking abt this because it's making me mad. I haven't seen all of ironheart, I'm not even super big on marvel, but the review bombing is insane. people hate to see a black woman succeed in any capacity, which is actually how america got into the predicament it's in now, but nobody seems to be ready to talk about that one. y'know what other project this happened to? south of midnight. and the lead of that game also happens to be what? say it with me now: a black woman! and of all the people that left those reviews, how many of them would admit to having a prejudice against black people? 🤔

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I'm replaying stray gods, and I made it to the point that you meet the major gods. out of the four of them (athena, apollo, persephone, and aphrodite), athena WOULD be a white woman 😭

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A quick animation of Remus’s mind during his transformation ✨🥹

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"In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says no matter how hard the world pushes against me within me, there's something stronger-something better, pushing right back"

-Albert Camus

this is obviously a safe place for queer people. take up all the space in the world. we have existed in adversity and will continue to. it will take a lot more than one man to disrupt human nature. Do not let anyone make you disappear.

Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.

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couldn't get tickets to either of lucy dacus' chicago stops, I fear I'm going to lose my mind. I've shed many a tear over this today (god bless my poor roommate). was number 6800 in the queue and the venue only seats 3600, it was so bad. she already isn't stopping where I live so I was gonna make the drive (like 5 hours).

currently in a state of mourning, ticketmaster is actually cursed

edit: some divine intervention took place and I got two tickets 🙏🏾

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okay claire and ranger...

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this book was horrifyingly beautiful and I will never get it out of my mind

-“I’m not trapped. Not like I thought.

I opened the Veil. I spoke to the dead. And I know what Headmaster did, because the dead always tell the truth.

I reach for every relic, every war trophy, every stolen chip of someone’s life, on the shelf. Every little piece of cruelty he took off the bodies of those he killed, that he robbed from their final resting places. The bone, the button, the stone. I cradle them all, gently, the way they deserve to be held. I find the edge of the world. I pull.

And the rage—

The pain—

It tears apart everything, and it is beautiful.”

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We got everything

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Bro we’re literally name twins omg!! 💛😆

omg hi echo!! :)

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i am not at all caught up with fantasy high freshman and sophomore year but i’ve jumped into the middle of things and this today nearly made me bawl

life kinda sucks and i haven’t time to enjoy my comfort media but junior year’s been…. it’s really been a wonderful thing to have this to look forward to every week

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Finally got around to watching I saw the tv glow and I’ve had an incomprehensible sense of dread ever since 🙂‍↕️

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I made it all the way to Phoenix on the money I had saved. The trees looked different, but everything else was exactly the same. I started using a new name. Sleeping at the cheapest hostel I could find. The Pink Opaque was over. I got a job at the mall. At Build-A-Bear. Filling the dolls up with stuffing. I got out of that town. That place I knew would kill me if I stayed. But something was still wrong. Wronger, even. Time wasn’t right. It was moving too fast. And then I was 19. And then I was 20. I felt like one of those dolls, asleep in the supermarket. Stuffed. And then I was 21. Like chapters skipped over on a DVD. I told myself… “This isn’t normal.” “This isn’t normal.” This isn’t how life is supposed to be. I thought about running away again. About moving to Santa Fe and changing my name one more time. But I knew that everywhere would be just the same. I had seen how it ended. I knew where I was. A little bit after my 22nd birthday, I paid this burnout kid who used to hit on me in the food court $50 to bury me alive. I mean… he didn’t know he was burying me alive, but I doubt he would have cared too much even if he did. I bought a coffin. I dug a hole. I got inside and I closed the lid. I said to myself, “This is crazy.” “What you’re doing is crazy.” But another part of me knew that it wasn’t. That it was survival. And that I didn’t have much time. That what felt like years in this world was actually just seconds. So I waited. And then finally, the first spadeful of dirt hit the top of the box. And then another. And then another. I sang songs to myself. I counted to 10,000 without skipping any numbers. I pissed and I shit my pants and I forced my mouth to produce whatever saliva it could muster just so I would have something to drink. I screamed as loud as I could for help. I apologized for the whole thing. And I begged God for someone to come along and save me. I tried and tried to claw my way out, but that burnout guy had packed the dirt in too tight just like I had asked him to do. And then, after I don’t know how long, I felt myself start to leave myself. And it was like I was watching myself on TV from across the room. And I was moving further and further away from the screen until the screen was so small that I couldn’t even see myself anymore.

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TWO WIVES? TWO WIVES CASTLE?

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claire and knight. tell me I'm wrong.

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aled last is definitely a tally hall enjoyer

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Claire Green and Ranger/Hotshot (Laine Brookes)

Sometimes Ranger wakes up from nightmares while Claire is off running after her own. She'll take a blanket to the front porch and wait for Claire to return.

At some point it was discovered that Ranger and Claire have very similar music tastes. When Boygenius released The Record, they stayed up until midnight and laid in Laine's bed listening to it together. It's now the main choice of music when the two are in the kitchen late at night.

The two of them were at the den with Evie and Seer and before Claire left she said "See you later Lainey". Laine turned bright red and Evie and Seer's jaws dropped. Claire kicked herself over and over when she got outside.

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Rose, Abigail, Bud/Dear (Otto Jameson)

Otto will casually (and purposely) mention Abby's hyperfixations in conversation to trigger an info dump even though he's already heard about it. Abby is far too excited to remember she's talked about it already but Rosie has definitely noticed.

When the library trio has sleepovers Bud is the first to fall asleep, usually while Abby asks Rose a very specific question pertaining to magic. One of them usually lays a blanket over him and will readjust it if he rolls around. Eventually they just sit in silence and admire him for a moment.

"They're really something, yeah?"

"Yeah"