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oh thanks for the compliment unfortunately i don’t believe you

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when we're talking about what makes a good character ... erectile dysfunction NEEDS to feature more heavily in that conversation

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Come here. Come on. Please. Give us this.

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hey do y'all remember that episode of 911 when there was a racist guy who needed medical attention at a rally and he told athena "get your hands off me"

and then when the 118 responded bobby said "sir these paramedics are here to help you" and he saw that hen & chim weren't white & he goes "oh hell no. you do it"

and then bobby explained that he's not a trained paramedic.

and then he goes "what about him?" when he looks at eddie and bobby goes "diaz."

and then the racist man goes "diaz... what kind of name is that?" and then proceeded to refuse care bc he didn't want anyone w a last name that wasn't "white" helping him?

it's a good example that racism is still prominent, even if you're white-passing.

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no i don’t think that ryan guzman is directly responding to racist weirdos on tumblr who think that eddie is going to play along and be gerrard’s good soldier but i do think that he’s aware of the narrative surrounding characters of color, including white-passing characters of color, and i’m very glad he pointed out how fucked up that assumption is when made about eddie.

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“Let me make a direct connection that no, I’m Mexican. I want the world to know: don’t be speaking ill about mi gente in my vicinity, or else, you’re going to get some feedback.”

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Nothing hits like a walk in Fall weather as the sun warms you up while you listen to your favorite playlist and fantasize about winning arguments with every single person who’s ever wronged you.

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Happy late birthday, @bookish-bogwitch ! ❤️

Crochet Baz had a very interesting dream last night 👬🏼👬🏼👬🏼

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From Someone Wicked by @artsyunderstudy

Then, a few feet down, there’s a half-finished sculpture, a spiral of hammered sheet metal curved at the edges like the petals of a flower.

A rose. He’s making a rose.

And in the midst of grey steel hangs a thin chain of gold.

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This is one of my all time favorite fics and I’d been dying to make some art inspired by it. I thought for a little bit that I might try to make the sculpture from the final chapter, but in the end I don’t think that would have screamed me, y’know? So I made this linocut, and to give it a flair of Simon’s artistry, I repurposed some aluminum from my recycling as an inlay

I hope you like it, Ashton! And let me know if you’d like me to send you a copy! 🌹

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don diaz :)))

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I always feel bad when people stumble upon The Real Tragedy (etc.) because I have such love/hate for that fic, and I know I left it open ended with the thought someday I’d get back to it but the more time that passes the less likely it becomes. And blah blah I know no one’s actually really that bothered except now and then I’ll see a comment and feel this twinge like, maybe? But then reality sets in.

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It's Wednesday My Dudes! Thank you @that-disabled-princess, @nausikaaa and @cutestkilla tagging me. Time is an illusion.

I was out and about, not doing much, since it was my birthday. I watched the digital ticket of Starkid's new musical Cinderella's Castle, and I enjoyed it, and I played some viddy games, namely Cult of the Lamb and Splatoon 3. Splatoon 3's come to an end with the great Grand Festival. I hope Kurt and Blaine are bopping to ANOTHER version of Ebb & Flow. Off the Hook keeps releasing new versions of that song and it still slaps.

And after last week's poll, I started The Legend of Zelda: Wind Waker. So far, it's not going well for me, up to the point I'm looking into cheats. I can't believe I am unbelievably stuck on the first dungeon.

But because of Wind Waker, I have returneth to writing with the thing no one asked for, me included, namely a Zelda fic!

A little background, but back in 2021, I wrote Any way the wind blows, a fic that's set in Breath of the Wild and it's about Link reuniting with his sister after a hundred years. Then, fast forward to 2023: Tears of the Kingdom came out and the character of Purah has been doing scientific fuckery with her age. Maybe some of you remember this, but after that game came out I spent some of these SSS/WW posts talking about a possible sequel for Any way the wind blows. Welp, seeing the Link and Aryll of Wind Waker interact brought all of those thoughts back and last night, underneath my blanky, my mind started writing it. So under the cut there's some words of Easy come, easy go, will you let me go, because yes, I even came up with a title.

Kiana knows Aryll is old. Everyone in Lurelin knows Aryll is old. She's called the village elder for a reason. She'll be turning a hundred and twelve. If she manages to make it. Everyone's noticed that Aryll's grown even more tired than before. She spents most of her days inside, even though the villagers have made the outside more accessible. A few weeks ago, she only went outside when her brother came to visit. The two of them would sit by the ocean. But now, that's also stopped. To be fair, now that the Calamity is over, Link spends more time at Lurelin. Before, he would only visit once a week. After, he practically moved here. But Link and Aryll spend most of their time inside Aryll's hut and Link's also started roaming around Lurelin without her, because she's often asleep when he's around. Kiana knows Aryll's lived a good life without regrets. If it hadn't been for Link returning, she'd be at peace with Aryll slowly fading away, but Aryll's had to miss her brother for almost a hundred years and it feels cruel to have it end. Sebasto argues that maybe this is the way it is. The Goddesses have kept Aryll alive so that she could be reunited, but now that's happened, and it's time to move on, but Kiana cannot accept that. Kiana knows she can't stop death. No one can, not even the most advanced scientists in Hyrule, but when she overhears Zelda and Link discuss the aging experiments of one of their friends, Kiana starts to think.

I'd like to write this fic in the same style as the first one, which alternated between the present and Aryll's stories about the past, but I have no clue how to do that. Ah. We'll see. I gotta finish it first.

And now, the weather: @quizasvivamos @coffeegleek @caramelcoffeeaddict @raenestee @tectonicduck 

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@artsyunderstudy​ @facewithoutheart​ @shrekgogurt @rockitmans @bitbybitwrites 

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Follow to see the same picture of Simon’s tits every day

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ryan was really there just to look cute, no brain cells active that day.