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batwynn · 1 month ago
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Insurance said: We won’t cover the battery replacement even though the old battery has been discontinued and all replacement parts require the new battery to work.
So Jenai has been home-bound for months at a time because of a ‘loophole’. This is unacceptable and outright cruel.
The goal is $1.6k, and I think we can reach that to help Jenai gain her independence back, and get her out in the world again!
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burningcheese-merchant · 5 days ago
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You know what, Paravani reminds me of Lilo from Lilo and stitch, she give me those vibes of a chaotic and weird girl who has a good heart and see good in everyone and is stubborn and cares for her family.
You mean Paneer? Matar Paneer is the little girl, Paravani is the peacock haha
But yeah I totally see what you mean! Everything you said there is pretty much how Paneer is, minus "sees good in everyone" tbh (well. I mean. She tries. Her dad and half of her aunts and uncles are former villains, after all lol). She's reckless and impulsive and wears her heart on her sleeve. She has a temper. She's stubborn as a mule. She has a soft spot for animals. She is blindly loyal to her family, whom she places above all others (this is both her greatest strength and her greatest weakness). She has little respect for authority and marches to the beat of her own drum, whether anyone likes it or not. And she is, genuinely, a very kind and loving and selfless person. Heroic. Worthy of the power she wields
Alsoooooooo here, she drew these for you
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परिवार, or parivaar (or pariwar, or parivāra, I'm not actually 100% sure lol), is the Hindi word for "family" :) (I know India has a billion languages and Hindi is kind of a basic choice since it's the official one but idk. Burning Spice gives me North India vibes for some reason, so. Hindi it is lol)
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artashipatrick · 4 months ago
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almost a year post challengers and people still think there’s an “evil one”
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simaenagadayo · 3 months ago
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sorry if i'm MIA i finally bought the the witness (game) and i want to throw myself at a wall
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darkluminosity · 8 days ago
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I may have misunderstood something that someone said to me yesterday, but it's making me realize how absolutely petty I am and how I want to prove people wrong when they say I can't stick with something. In this case it's about health and getting in shape... it would be all well and good to just use whatever I can as motivation, and the habits of actually doing the thing I need to will kick in and fuel the actual motivation to keep going- because at that point the endorphins kick in, the sense of loving who I'm becoming through it (not just the results themselves)... someone who CAN stick with things. And yes I understand that I am still human and will definitely have days I don't feel like doing the things to get healthier, and days where I'll falter. But I can still certainly try. It's a day at a time kind of thing (like everything else in life).
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myahofmine · 19 days ago
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a few select doodles from a sketch page...... yeah. Nothing much LOL
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princessnijireiki · 3 months ago
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professional opinion is both of those lists are very white and maybe not VERY straight but very mainstream in a way that suggests a boringness of artistic taste I typically associate with straight people
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ginneko461 · 5 months ago
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Got the boy, now I'm never playing this fucking game again.
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yellowistheraddest · 10 months ago
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me when i find the way to the attic of the venue the wedding im attending is happening in order to avoid doing cringe challenges with people at my table (my parents (drunk) and old people I've never met before)
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sometimesraven · 5 months ago
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it really sucks that the only nerdcore song that exists (to my knowledge) about specifically the female leads/co-leads in RPGs and how easy they are to love and protect and get attached to
was written + performed by two groomers
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neverendingline · 5 months ago
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school email won’t let me log in and i still don’t know if im on academic probation yet this semester. lol.
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acourtofquestions · 8 months ago
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Hearth to hearth, the Flame of War went.
Over snow-blasted mountains and amongst the trees of tangled forests, hiding from the enemies that prowled the skies. Through long, bitterly cold nights where the wind howled as it tried to wipe out any trace of that flame.
But the wind did not succeed, not against the flame of the queen.
So hearth to hearth, it went.
To remote villages where people screamed and scattered as a young-faced woman descended from the skies on a broom, waving her torch high.
Not to signal them, but the few women who did not run. Who walked toward the flame, the rider, as she called out, "Your queen summons you to war. Will you fly?"
Trunks hidden in attics were thrown open. Folded swaths of red cloth pulled from within. Brooms left in closets, beside doorways, tucked under beds, were brought out, bound in gold or silver or twine. And swords-ancient and beautiful—were drawn from beneath floorboards, or hauled down from haylofts, their metal shining as bright and fresh as the day they had been forged in a city now lying in ruin.
Witches, the townsfolk whispered, husbands wide-eyed and disbelieving as the women took to the skies, red cloaks billowing. Witches amongst us all this time.
Village to village, where hearths that had never once gone fully dark blazed in answer.
Always one rider going out, to find the next hearth, the next bastion of their people.
Witches, here amongst us. Witches, now going to war.
A rising tide of witches, who took to the skies in their red cloaks, swords strapped to their backs, brooms shedding years of dust with each mile northward.
Witches who bade their families farewell, offering no explanation before they kissed their sleeping babes and vanished into the starry night.
Mile after mile, across the darkening world, the call went out, ceaseless and unending as the eternal flame that passed from hearth to hearth.
"Fly, fly, fly!" they shouted. "To the queen! To war!"
Far and wide, through snow and storm and peril, the Crochans flew.
#Chapter 65#Kingdom of Ash#Sarah J. Maas#Manon Blackbeak#no spoilers please first read along with me#spoilers in post and tags with more notes reactions quotes annotations etc in tags#Dorian had gone to Morath. Had flown from the camp on wings of his own making.#He would have chosen some sort of small ordinary bird Manon knew. Something even the Thirteen would not have noted#Crunching snow told her Asterin approached. He left didn't he. She nodded unable to find words. — she knew. East not North.#She had offered him everything and had thought he'd meant to accept it. Had thought he did accept it#She had offered him everything and had thought he'd meant to accept it. Had thought he did accept it. Yet it had been farewell.#He would not cage her would not accept what she'd given. As if he knew her better than she knew herself. Do we go after him?#Today-today they would decide where to go. Today she'd dare ask the Crochans to follow. — The Last Crochan Queen The Witch-Queen#to head back into hell The sun rose full and golden as if it were the solitary note of a song filling the world. — for him she would#Terrasen calls for aid! A young Crochan's voice rang through the camp. — but for her people — THEY GOT THE CALL — GO NOW#Even if she'd needed it waited for it. The Flame of War. What say you Queen of Witches? A challenge and a dare. Manon lifted her chin to -#-the two paths before her. one to the east to Morath the other NORTHward to Terrasen and to battle. The wind sang and in it she heard the#answer. I shall answer Terrasen's call Manon said. Asterin stepped to her side fearless as she surveyed the assembled camp. As shall I.#And so it went. Until the leaders of all seven of the Great Hearths stood gathered there. — I’m not crying ur crying — fire bringer#Rhiannon Crochan rode at King Brannon's side into battle. So has her likeness been reborn so shall the old alliances be forged anew.#Light the Flame of War Queen of Witches and rally your host. — the eternal flame — darkness will not claim them#Even the wind did not jostle the flame as Manon lifted it a torch in the new day. The Crochan crowd parted revealing a straight path toward#Bronwens Hearth. ​Each step was a drumbeat of war. An answer to a question posed long ago. Your Queen summons you to war. — Hearth to Heart#Then and only then did the young scout from the final clan take her burning torch grab her broom and leap into the skies.#To find the next clan to tell them the call had gone out. — nothing but a smoldering speck against the sky then nothing at all. — Hope.#Manon offered a silent prayer on the wind that the sacred flame the young scout bore would burn steadfast over the long dangerous miles.#All the way to the killing fields of Terrasen. Hearth to hearth the Flame of War went.#Fly fly fly! they shouted. To the queen! To war! Far and wide through snow and storm and peril the Crochans flew.#Terrasen calls for aid — so they follow. — Hold on LysAedion come on Aelin — I’m not crying I’m just crying — NOW GO QUICK#The true Witch Queen child of peace and war Manon Blackbeak of the Thirteen & Rhiannon The Last Crochan Queen
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drop-dead-dropout · 2 years ago
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One time I told someone about how shitty my experience in treatment centers was and they said "wow but at least you had a nurse there if you got sick haha" (I think they were referencing covid more than anything) and that might actually be the funniest and stupidest thing I've ever heard. Because I've been sick at treatment centers and mental hospitals before and this is how it always went:
Me, covered in tears and snot, voice barely working, having passed out twice today and just thrown up in front of my entire unit: canb I half dayqwull. Or a coulf drop. Blease
The thirty something lady who said the r word to one of her coworkers right in front of me last week and films tiktoks during her lunch break: sorry sweetie :))) you don't have a fever :))) we're not required to do anything if your temp is below 101 fahrenheit :))) legally you are fine :)))
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life-in-toontown · 1 year ago
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Poor Simba/Nala/Kiara/Mufasa/Scar broke their arm 😔
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faeryton · 1 year ago
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my species dysphoria is still. bad. still regressed and brain-melty, even though i supposedly have coping mechanisms now. i just really. really. don't want to go to work tomorrow.
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moonilit · 2 years ago
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Hironobu Sakaguchi: im going to creat a narrative driven franchise that will paint beautiful words and emotions, themes that make people wonder, what is humanity place in this universe, their loses, their fates, their moralities
Square Enix: so we put a coin in this and it give us money? *shake violently* come on! Give us millions!
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