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“Remember, if you die in the simulation-” “Yeah, yeah, we know, you die in real life.” “What? No! You need to reset the simulation with this terminal! What is WRONG with you humans?!”

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When the rest of the world looks at the united states right now, we see a government who sends billions to support genocide but cannot help their own people starving on the streets.

We see a police force who won't go in to save children from school shootings, but deploy at a rapid rate to arrest peaceful protestors using their right to free speech to protest a genocide

America, you are a war mongering snake eating your own tail. You will protect and support war criminals in another country but let your own people starve and die

To the students bravely protesting now, we see your strength. We see what we saw when students protested the Vietnam War. We have faith you will prevail

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The police and the higher ups aren’t arresting protesters because they are afraid that their minds will be changed. They chose money over people and that’s set in stone. No, they are afraid that these protesters will change YOUR mind.

free palestine

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It's insane how casually the calls to end a genocide, not just the students in Columbia University but pro Palestinian views in general, are labelled as terrorists. The audacity to still publicly support Israel's actions even after the horrific bombings these last months and then turn around to say that the ones who oppose it are violent anti semites is just baffling

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...Preventing Reposted Artwork...

A very kind artist just emailed me saying she saw my work reposted on another Instagram account. Most artists do have a watermark on their work, but it's a bit of a challenge to track down a particular artist if you don't know what their watermark looks like.

So I had an idea for a watermark glossary for any Call of Duty artist who wanted to participate. I'll compile a list of the watermarks and a link to their socials, plus I'd ask all participating artists to post that link in their bio to help create a "circle" to get the word out.

It won't prevent people from reposting/taking artwork, but it will help get the word out there that it is happening.

If anyone is interested in the idea, repost this.

EDIT: This is also my 141 post on Tumblr. Haha!

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hi lovies!

for those who don't know, my name is nic.

my main tumblr is ghostlywhiskey, however, tumblr is being annoying and giving my login/password reset issues. so, in the event i am unable to get the issues fixed or addressed, this is my back-up account. it's annoying and upsetting, but it is what it is right now.

i'm trying to get back to being active since i've been in very long writing slump. and of course when i had the tiniest ounce of spark back, tumblr decided to give me login problems.

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The real barbie is Y/n.

Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.

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baddie!reader and biker!simon.. they're kind of toxic so if you're not into people bickering and breaking up and then getting back together this may not be for you.

"So you're not going to talk to me?" Simon's voice rung through the speaker of your phone. "I'm getting my nails done," You popped your gum, phone resting between your shoulder and ear.

"And plus, You said I wasn't what you wanted anymore." You nodded at the woman doing your nails, pointing to the bright red shade. "Just because I said it, doesn't mean I meant it." Simon said. "You said it anyways, so it doesn't matter." You huffed, "Look you're gonna have to hang up, Im kind of busy."

"Busy enough to keep avoiding me?" Simon smirked, his arrogance bleeding through the speakers making you want to throw your phone. You sighed, "I'll call you later." You mumbled into your screen, "I'll be up."

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"I don't like it when you come over this late," You let him in. "Leaving isn't problem." Simon grumbled and you rolled your eyes. "I'll get you some covers." You walked to your storage closet pulling out a fitted sheet and some throw blankets. You placed the sheets on the couch, "Are you hungry?" You asked, "I'm fine." He yawned, "Why can't you go home?" You crossed your arms, "It's long." He rubbed his hand over his face. You only nodded, "I'll be in my room, holler if you need anything."

"Hey," Simon said from the crack of your door, his voice hoarse. "What?" You look up from your phone screen, hiding the videos of people building terrariums. "Can't sleep." He makes himself comfortable on your bed, fluffing your pillows and wrapping his arm around your waist. "I'm tired," He complained, voice muffled. "How long are you staying?" You asked, pushing his head away from your chest. "I don't know, until it's clear to go back to my flat."

"So when will that be?" You asked annoyed with his uncertainty. "Well aren't you welcoming." He chuckled sarcastically, "Well when I'm told I'm not a factor in your life, i'm a little upset." You push his forehead, making him jerk away from you. "Go back to the couch." Simon gets up begrudgingly stealing one of your pillows.

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"Don't touch these," Simon slipped the duffle bag under your bed. "Why?" You slide your skirt on, flattening the back. "Because don't. Price's coming over later to get it, I'll give you some money go out and buy stuff." Simon dismissed your confusion, placing a stack in your hands, You didn't complain taking the money gladly.

"Can I get a little bit more?" You pinched air, Simon sighed and reached for his clothes bag and pulled another wad of cash out, "Buy something useful." He took the rubber band off giving it to you, "I will." You peck his lips, Leaving some of your lipgloss on his.

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"You like these?" You hold the two colorful thongs in front of his face, "They're cute." He said not looking up from his phone screen. "do you know what they are?" You cocked a brow, "Blouses." he mumbled, "It's underwear." You rolled your eyes, "And I bought them with you in mind." tossing them at him. You plopped next to him on the couch.

"You're annoying." You mumbled, pushing his thigh, "Stop," he muttered still distracted by his phone, "So what's happening," You ask, fixing his chain. "Stuff."

"Stuff," You mocked, "Did you have drugs in the duffel bag?" You chuckled attempting to coax the answers out-mostly to piss him off,

"Guns."

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Reader characteristics that I love to see and want to see more of.

Cw: This is fem-aligned and partially gender neutral.

Mainly, this was spawned out of my frustration of having reader!characters having largely the same archetype and desiring to see more diversity and creativity.

I'm all for clear-skinned goddesses, sweet and bubbly princesses, smart and savy bimbos, warm and soft domestic types, and small, sweet, and petite lieblings, there's nothing wrong with identifying with those traits! Just a note. I'd like us to branch out, y'know?

Physical Traits

Tall

Mid-sized or chubby bodies

Strong bodies, especially for women

Muscular, toned bodies

Fat bodies

Cellulite

Faces with:

Eye bags

Large / crooked / aquiline noses

Acne, moles, scars

Imperfect teeth

Body hair, especially for women

Small chests / flat asses

Hair that isn't long, silky, and straight

Personality

Awkward (please, God not in a conventionally attractive, "Oh how cute, she's so quirky" way)

Confrontational and hard-headed girlies

Hard-working, blue collared ladies

Crass readers, the swearing and frat boy humor types

Socially inept, hermit types

Puppygirls who will kill for their handlers

Hybrids that are less darling and more snarling

Gender non-conformity

Losers, weirdos, loners, freaks, geeks, girlfailures, bog and forest witches, workaholics, girl girlbosses

Vulture culture types

Whimsical girls who love themselves and unapologetically indulge in their special interests

Rabid, feral, insane readers

Toxic, possessive, and obsessive readers

Women who feel most themselves existing as tomboys but still identify as women.

Women and gn people who are unapologetically themselves and rarely find themselves included in the status quo.

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@magitekconveyor

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Thorin and his tiny son <3

I think Thorin would definitely take Frodo everywhere, even meetings. So just imagine a very serious and important king with a tiny child in his arms!

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"Why can't the freaks on AO3 just go and make a site for all the gross stuff and leave AO3 alone."

Because AO3 is that site. Because AO3 was that site long before you decided AO3 was better than the sites you bullied us off of before, and I can promise you if someone somehow comes up with a fanfic site you like better specifically for the 'gross stuff' you'll try to bully us off that too so you can benefit from it.

AO3's specific core purpose is to preserve fanfiction, yes, but it was also instigated as a host site for the fanfiction that kept getting yeeted off other platforms like Wattpad. Its designed to preserve all fanfiction, not just the fanfiction you, personally, think is 'allowed' to be written.

AO3 is the site for all the gross stuff the freaks make. We've been there just as long as you. We've been funding it just as long as you have. AO3 has specifically said you have a place here. The timeline was literally:

Wattpad/FF.net/LiveJournal purge fanfics > AO3 is born > The people who's fics got purged moved over to AO3 > AO3 gains popularity as the best functioning site > The people who pushed for the fics to be purged off Wattpad move to AO3 > The same people try to push for AO3 to purge fics.

AO3's source coding is open-access. You go make a polished, strict, rigid site where nothing 'icky' is allowed. You go make a site where you can control what is hosted. We already have our space.

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You’re a daycare worker, watching over toddlers, when the imminent end of the world is announced. It becomes increasingly clear none of the kids’ parents are going to show up as the end inches nearer.

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Two identical infants lay in the cradle. “One you bore, the other is a Changeling. Choose wisely,” the Fae’s voice echoed from the shadows. “I’m taking both my children,” the mother said defiantly.

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Stray cats 🐈

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