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My current not-approved-by-the-government opinion is that im not anyone's parent and i should not be responsible for random teenagers online. If I post smth thats 'meant for adults' and its labled as such then what happens from there is literally not my problem. If a teen- who is fully capable of turning on self moderation settings on their own btw- doesn't use a site's provided self moderation settings and they see boobs or dicks then like literally whatever, its neither the end of the world or a big deal. It shouldn't fall on me or a website or a tech company to do a parent's job, and also frankly i don't think a parent should be breathing down their 16 year old's neck on the off chance they do actually want to look at tits, but thats a discussion that americans will fucking throw a fit at so maybe we'll discuss that another day in better company.

"But what about young children!!" see thats! where parents should be involved- that is to say, why are you letting your young child on the internet in the first place, you fucking idiot.

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✨reblog if you're accepting anonymous asks about anything✨

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I just want to love you

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the average person with bad taste can be into some extremely banal garbage but when you get close enough to someone with otherwise good taste that they start a recommendation by going off on a preamble about how they don't necessarily recommend it you know you're seconds away from hearing about some real torturously wretched dogshit

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THE WEST WING 1.13 – “Take Out the Trash Day”

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Modern Family | S06E20 | Knock 'Em Down

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BRILLIANT MINDS • S1E06 ↳ “The Girl Who Cried Pregnant”

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Thank you Derek, menswear guide, for reminding me why paying more to be free advertising for brands is dumb.

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Thank you Derek, menswear guide, for reminding me why paying more to be free advertising for brands is dumb.

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AO3 now includes chapter name and title in emailed comments THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT authors no longer have to guess what chapter readers are screaming about based on their pitch EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU AO3 CODERS

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newbie's 4.5k celebration 🎨 rabbot + twilight sparkle for @thedamnqueenofhell

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I’m a character artist, which means landscapes are my enemy. I have an automatic habit of rendering mountains and grass as if it was skin. I struggle to get the sense of scale right - everything feels mid-sized, while it should be epic and grandiose. It’s tough, but I will keep trying! Here’s some assorted environment practice 💪

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The beauty of tumblr is that some people here think that cigarettes get you high and drinking once a week makes you an alcoholic, while others here started smoking at 13 and wouldn't even consider ketamine a drug because everyone does it. And both of them are on tumblr blogging about TV shows from 2005.

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31 days until new Brilliant Minds.

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Just realised I never actually posted for WIP Wednesday, despite having several WIPs on the go, so now I'm doing...

Fiction (That I haven't yet) Finished Friday!

(Can you tell I came up with it myself? I'm sure you can't tell.)

Thanks for the tag, on Wednesday, @iboatedhere!

wolfnichols sugar daddy au

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Josh’s skin is warm to the touch.

Oliver’s never sure where they stand with touching for touching’s sake – if Josh even wants that kind of thing after they’ve collapsed onto his previously-pristine mattress, sticky – but once Josh has cleaned up and Oliver’s rolled over and out of the wet patch, Josh always falls asleep fairly quickly.

And once he’s asleep… Well, then Oliver gets to admire.

It’s not the same when Josh is awake; when Josh is awake, it’s heated looks or nothing. None of the tenderness that Oliver always sees in those trashy romcoms that Carol likes; none of the gentleness.

Oliver thinks he wants to be gentle. Because sometimes, when Josh is looking at him over a candlelit dinner in a restaurant Oliver couldn’t afford even if he emptied his entire savings account or snorting a quiet laugh into his book at some unintentional joke from Oliver or even just coming into the apartment after a long shift and collapsing on the couch without a word, Oliver looks at him and thinks that he might, just maybe, be able to love him.

wolf getting high one-shot

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The house reeks of weed.

It’s the first thing that Josh notices when he steps through the door. Normally, Wolf’s place has a pleasant earthy scent that reminds Josh of being in a forest, with the occasional smell of musty old books or slightly rotten food working it’s way in. Wolf both carefully cultivates his environment, rejecting the slightest change like someone (Josh) has suggested murder, while also being very lax about all of the things that he himself leaves lying around. For example, old containers of Thai food and yellowed magazines.

All of which is to say that Wolf’s house has a very distinctive smell, and one that Josh is finally beginning to get used to, so when something is off? He notices.

His second sign that Wolf’s been getting high is the man himself suddenly appearing from behind the sofa.

Anywhere else, Josh would startle; here, though, he’s gotten all too used to Wolf popping up out of nowhere.

Wolf blinks, long and slow like a cat sizing someone up to decide if they’re predator or prey, and Josh notices that his dark pupils are so large that they’re practically swallowing the brown of his eyes whole.

brilliant minds in the west wing au

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Jacob rifles through the sheaf of papers he’s holding. “Polling suggests fifty-four percent of Americans prefer the President in a dress. When surveyed on what type of dress the President wears, reactions were more positive when she wore—”

Jacob seems to become abruptly aware that Carol has dragged her gaze up from her own, considerably more substantial, stack of papers to fix him with the kind of hard look she normally only reserves for Republican reporters and the Leader of the House.

He trails off. “Uh—” His gaze darts across the room; lands on Ericka. “…Maybe this would sound better coming from you.”

Ericka’s lips press together, forming a thin line. “I’m not going to tell the President she needs to wear a dress,” she tells Jacob.

When his gaze slides onto Dana, she just snorts. “Yeah, you’re not going to get any luck here either, buddy.”

“I’m not telling her what to wear,” Jacob says. “The American people are.”

“The same American people who voted forty-five-point-three percent against having a woman for President at all?” Dana rolls her eyes. “Yeah, because I trust them so much.”

“Technically we don’t know if they were voting against the President because she’s a woman,” Van says, “or because of her policies.”

Ericka and Dana share a look.

When Carol clears her throat, the whole room falls silent in an instance.

Wolf doesn’t bother to hide his smile. Even after three decades, he’s never quite got used to the presence she commands.