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Enjoying the warm sun

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It has been amazing to see how aids has been controlled, definitely a win for humanity

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Hey can anyone tell me what the FUCK this behavior means

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We gotta stop aiming for unique and interesting baby names we gotta start naming every single infant straight-shot middle-of-the-road ass popular common unisex names like Alex and Sam. By the end of 2031 I wanna see 100% of kindergarten children named either Alex or Sam and you know what, let’s make ‘em all Smiths and Johnsons, too. In an age of digital tracking give your baby the gift of total functional anonymity within the panopticon

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Art by Chloe’s arts

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You ever been in a state where you physically have no energy, but you're bored and socially understimulated so you kind of wish you could just invite people to come over like this:

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mood

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the sword-billed hummingbird may be one of, if not THE, bird of all time

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fansign event + heatwave = gay idk

twitter | bluesky | insta | 🔞 patre*n

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polytrix sickfic headcannons bc ao3 is down rn

rumi

a few months after the movie rumi starts to fall back into her workaholic tendencies

she got sick from the stress of maintaining the new honmoon

she loses her voice and she’s terrified that her patterns are affecting her voice again which causes her to panic and get even more sick

she tries to hide it but mira and zoey catch it immediately

zoey and mira have to drag rumi to bed and get some rest

zoey suggests the tonic doctor again which mira shuts down very quickly

this ends up with zoey and mira cuddling and falling asleep with rumi bc that’s the only way to get her to stay in bed

zoey

she usually doesn't get sick like the flu or the cold but she has terrible luck with food poisoning

usually she just camps out in her bathroom with a ton of pedialite and granola bars right by her

rumi walked in with some medicine from the store where she found zoey passed out in her bathtub with a ton of blankets and pillows. rumi scoops her up bridal style and brings her to bed.

zoey always feels really bad when mira or rumi have to get her stuff bc she always feels like she burdening them or being too much

rumi and mira have to coax her out of the bathroom with chicken noodle soup like a stray cat with a can of tuna

mira makes sure that she actually showers and brushes her teeth before she goes to bed. mira ends up brushing her hair until zoey falls asleep

mira

mira gets man colds and you can’t convince me otherwise

the second she feels a little cough she is making it everyone’s problem

she’s curled up on the couch with a comically large ice pack on her head in a nest of blankets

mira- ”i think i’m dying”

rumi-“i can assure you that you’re not”

mira-“you can’t prove that”

mira sleeps for like 20 hours straight when she’s sick. when she actually does wake up she wakes up to a really nice meal that rumi and zoey cooked. (personally i think that mira is the cook of the group so that meal was certainly a challenge)

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It would be funny if nuclear waste warning messages become an attraction for future historical linguists.

I mean look at this thing:

A parallel text in 7 languages, with 4 different scripts between them! And pictograms! All designed to be preserved intact!

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Zoey and Mira embracing the patterns look~ ✨✨✨

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i just had to get them out of my mind

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Combat log: The effect Ibuprofen has ended.

Me: *instantly ragdolls*

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bringing this over from twitter bc this person literally gets it. watching su for the first time i was literally shocked by how wonderfully toxic the yuri was there. thank you women 🙏

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college gothic

someone in your class mentions communism. they speak about it at length. you are in biology class.

you text your mother. she does not respond for 3 days. you text her again and then realize that it has only been 2 hours since your first text.

freshmen travel in packs. what are they afraid of.

your class is in room 153. the numbers start at 201. you cannot find the first floor.

someone is talking about communism. it is not the same person as last time. this is an english class.

your transcript says you have an A in philosophy 3310. you do not remember taking this class. what did you learn? what did you do?

you meet your elevator buddy. you do not speak. you never do. you ride in silence. one day, they are not there. you miss them.

your advisor refers you to the registrar. the registrar refers you to admissions. admissions refers you to both the registrar and your advisor. you have spoken to two people who do not exist and one who has been dead for ten years.

the boy who sits next to you wears the same clothes everyday. you think this is strange but when you mention it, he tells you that this is the first time he has worn this outfit. you realize that you have lived this day before.

you pass someone sleeping in the quad. he has always been there. stop looking at him.

someone answers, “communism.” it is not someone who has been previously mentioned. the question was, “what is an example of the art of ancient greece?”

you have a doppelganger on campus. you have never met them. they know all of your friends.

the seniors speak only to professors. their eyes are dead. they have given up the safety of the pack long ago.

the professor is talking about STD’s. your math class is very strange.

the powerpoint is in comic sans. you suspect that your economics professor is an extraterrestrial being after all.

“communism,” the man serving you lunch insists. wearily you nod. that’s what everyone says.