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Remember when John McCain defended Obama when someone brought his birth certificate? Even though Obama was running against him for the presidency. I remember that. Can you imagine Trump doing that?

MAGA has fucked over political discussion in America. Trump doesn't try to get the truth out, he just runs with the shit his followers believe and uses it to his advantage. Like remember him claiming Haitians were eating the cats and dogs despite no proof and when he was called out he just shrugged and said he saw it on TV. Fucking Trump shared a article claiming Biden was killed and cloned on truth social

Trump is one of the biggest reasons America is divided.

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Cinder: HAVE AT THEE!!

Ruby: *Swings at Cinder*

Cinder: GAAAH! MY FUCKING KNEES!

Ruby: GET CROWBARRED BITCH!

Ruby: Thanks for the Crowbar Mercury.

Cinder: Mercury! What the FUCK!

Mercury: I don't know I'm bored!

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Pyrrha: *crying over Jaune’s drained, damaged body* Oh Jaune…! Why didn’t you tell me I was riding you too hard…? 😭

Jaune: *pained whimper* 🤕

Pyrrha: You did…? 😦

Pyrrha: Oh Jaune…! Why didn’t you tell me I wasn’t listening…? 😭

Jaune: *another pained whimper* 🤕

Pyrrha: You did…? 😦

Pyrrha: OH JAUNE WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME- 😭

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Schnee Week Day 1 - Swords

It has always been a headcanon that Winter and Weiss’s swords are family heirlooms that they modified to fit their own personal styles. At some point I’d like to do the Weiss version I had in mind for this too 😤

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My Adventures with Superman version of the Justice League gets a call from make a wish- a dying little girl wants to see the male members dance and sing to Saja Boy’s Soda Pop from K-Pop Demon Hunters. Wonder Woman things it’s a great idea, Superman is in love with the idea because he, Lois, Kara, and Jimmy love the film. Eventually everyone is convinced: Except Batman, who calls it a waste of time. 3 days later, he comes back- with choreography analysis, a measurement of everyone’s singing range, and the demand that he gets to be Mystery Saja.

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Ben (explaining the linguistic context of “Homo”)

Alien: WHAT?!?!

Alien, using Omnitrix to turn into a human: HOMO!

Ben: What?

Alien: What?

Ben: What did you name that form?

Alien: Homo? Like in Homosapiens.

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I hit shuffle on my Summer Con Mix, and it’s 3 Naruto Openings in a row (≡•ω•≡)

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I made a video about the Nintendo switch 2:

https://youtu.be/WlvmEX0WHwA?si=iUCwx5cQFrC4MYeS

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“There are no trigger warnings in real life”

“The real world is cruel, get over it.”

My boyfriend is triggered by Christmas and Christmas music. We were in a restaurant, and Christmas music was playing, and he started panicking so he went outside for a cigarette. The manager of the restaurant overheard him saying he had to get out, and changed the music over for the rest of the time we were there. There are safe spaces in the real world. People are nicer than you think. And bullshit people who try to tell you to get over your triggers, ain’t shit.

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a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

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Zombie setting where the undead are drawn towards unhygienic scents, so survivors constantly bathe to avoid being eaten.

Zombies are docile when adorned with flowers.

Settlements overgrown with herbs and flora.

Barely any banditry; everyone is focused on farming and gathering.

Different human factions and towns named after flowers like Lilies, Orchids, Roses, etc.

Instead of immediately killing an infected survivor, they’re given special funeral rites - the zombie is covered with flowers to keep them calm, and  allowed to walk out from the settlement to join the hordes.

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NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.

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"Do you ever dream of land?" The whale asks the tuna.

"No." Says the tuna, "Do you?"

"I have never seen it." Says the whale, "but deep in my body, I remember it."

"Why do you care," says the tuna, "if you will never see it."

"There are bones in my body built to walk through the forests and the mountains." Says the whale.

"They will disappear." Says the tuna, "one day, your body will forget the forests and the mountains."

"Maybe I don't want to forget," Says the whale, "The forests were once my home."

"I have seen the forests." Whispers the salmon, almost to itself.

"Tell me what you have seen," says the whale.

"The forests spawned me." Says the salmon. "They sent me to the ocean to grow. When I am fat with the bounty of the ocean, I will bring it home."

"Why would the forests seek the bounty of the oceans?" Asks the whale. "They have bounty of their own."

"You forget," says the salmon, "That the oceans were once their home."

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Witcher AU

*On a sunny peaceful day at the Arc Cottage*

Jaune, chopping wood: It's way too hot to be doing this today. Why couldn't it be cloudy-

*Suddenly the family dog starts to bark wildly towards the dirt road*

Jaune, turning around: What is the dog barking about now?

*Jaune looks and sees the dog barking at a stranger passing by the on a horse*

Jaune: Damnit, Tyrus get over here!

*Tytus continues to bark, completely ignoring Jaune*

Jaune, groaning and dropping his axe: Why do you never listen to me? *Walk towards the dog* Do you find it funny to annoy me? I'm sorry, stranger, he doesn't bite but he is a-

*Jaune finally notices that the stranger on the horse was slouched down on top of the horse, arms dangling on the sides and blood slowly spilling onto the horse's body*

Jaune, eyes widening and now running up the horse: OH SHIT! H-HEY, A-ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! OH SHIT.

*Jaune inspects the stranger to reveal them to be a tall redheaded woman that was badly cut up, some cuts reaching bone even, but miraculously she was still breathing faintly*

Jaune: Oh fuck. This looks bad. BLEU, I NEED HELP!

Bleu, walking out: Can you literally not deal with the dog yourself- what the?!

Jaune, trying to delicately move the woman off the horse: JUST SHUT UP AND HELP!

Bleu, running up and grabbing the woman with Jaune: Okay fine, on the count of 3. One two THREE.

*Jaune and Bleu carefully lift the woman off the horse, causing the woman to unconsciously groan in pain*

Jaune, picking the woman up in her arms: Okay, go inside and tell mom to get the guest room ready! And get me a bowl of hot water, a rag, and my medical supplies.

Bleu, eyes wide looking at the woman:......

Jaune: BLEU!

Bleu: Jaune, do you know what this woman is?

Jaune: Nearly a corpse if you don't move!

Bleu: Jaune, this is a Witcher.

Jaune, looking down at the woman: What?

Bleu: Look at her veins! They're black! From drinking potions!

*Jaune finally noticed that the redheaded woman was paler than most and her veins, mostly in her face, were visible and pitch black*

Jaune: Holy shit, they're real? They're not a folktale?

Bleu: What the hell could've done with this a Witcher?!

Jaune, shaking his head: Doesn't matter! Just do what I say!

Bleu: R-right. Okay! *Runs off into the house*

Jaune, carrying the Witcher: The hell could've done this to a Witcher?

*CUTAWAY*

Pyrrha, weekly waking up: W-..…..where am I?

*the redhead looks around and notices she's not only not on her horse but currently in a room on a bed wrapped in a blanket with a fireplace roaring in the background*

Pyrrha: Am I bandaged? *Tries to the right arm* and is my arm in a sling?

An approaching muffled feminine voice: I'm going to check in on her real quick, okay?

*The door opens, and the smell of roast beef and garlic creeps into the room before a blonde woman head pokes her head through the door and makes eye contact with Pyrrha*

Blonde woman: *nods before pulling her head back out the room and closes the door"

Pyrrha:.........

*the door then quickly opens again with the blonde woman eyes wide*

Blonde woman: Oh shit! You're awake actually?!

*the woman quickly leaves"

Blonde woman's voice muffled: JAUNE! SHE'S AWAKE! YOU KNOW, THE ONE YOU CALLED BEAUTIFUL A FEW DAYS AGO!

Pyrrha: *slightly blushes*

A muffled masculine voice: I swear to God if she heard that then I'm going to be pissed!

Another feminine voice: DONT BE EMBARRASSED! SHE WOULD BE LUCKY TO HAVE YOU!

Same masculine voice: DON'T START TOO, MOM!

*finally footsteps approach the room and a tall blonde man with blue eyes walks into the room*

Jaune, awkwardly: H-hey, so, you're actually awake?

Pyrrha: *nods*

Jaune: So uhm.....you didn't hear anything my sister yelled out, right?

Pyrrha, deciding to show mercy: She yelled something?

Jaune, sighing in relief: It doesn't matter? How are you feeling? You were beaten up pretty bad when we first found you.

Pyrrha, cracking her neck: Not as bad as I was before because of you guys.

Jaune, smiling: That's a relief. I thought I wouldn't be good enough to treat someone with your wounds. Especially since I didn't have much here to actually treat them with.

Jaune: Where is 'here' exactly?

Jaune: Oh, you're at my house outside of any of the towns. Well, my parents house I guess. Actually, our house is more like it. But my parents legally own it, but we all help with the bills and keeping the house afloat. Am I rambling? I'm rambling, I'm sorry.

Pyrrha, chuckling: It's alright. Does my savior have a name by any chance?

Jaune: Jaune! J-jaune Arc to be exact. Short sweet and rolls off the tongue. Ladies love it.

Pyrrha: *raises eyebrow*

Jaune: Okay fine, a very small minority of ladies like it....possibly?

Pyrrha: *lightly giggles*

Jaune: That's....a better response that I usually get from women whenever I use that line.

Pyrrha, smiling: What's their usual response?

Jaune: Disgust, or pity. Sometimes in between.

Pyrrha: Well I'm sure it's their loss then, because you seem quite dashing in my opinion.

Jaune, blushing madly: Holy shit, really?

Pyrrha: *laughs*

Jaune, scratching the back of his head: I hope this isn't a personal question, but I gotta ask.....who....what happened to you?

Pyrrha, face getting serious: I got careless. I was hunting a Leshen when it somehow got a jump on me. Wouldve killed me if it wasn't for your craftsmanship. *Gestures towards her bandages*

Jaune, eyes wide: Holy shit, a Leshen? They're real?

Pyrrha, nodding: Yeah, dangerous creatures too. Slashed me before I could even drink a potion.

Jaune: Damn, so it escaped?

Pyrrha, shaking head: No. The Leshen grew careless too and got too close when he thought I was done for. That's when I stuck my hand in its mouth and burnt it from the inside out.

Jaune, nodding: That would explain the teeth marks on your arm.

Pyrrha nodding: Couldn't even chop it's head off and put it on my horse because of my injuri- wait, where's my horse?

Jaune: Oh don't worry. She's in our barn. Well behaved creature by the way. Didn't even throw a fit when my sister cleaned off....well, you're blood.

Pyrrha, sighing: That's a relief. I was nervous I had to bury another horse.

Jaune, nodding: Yeah, you have nothing to worry about. She's in good health.

Pyrrha: Thanks.....why did you help me by the way?

Jaune, tilting his head: What do you mean?

Pyrrha, shrugging: I mean....you saved a woman's life despite not knowing her. Why?

Jaune, sheepishly: Cause it's the right thing to do? Is that not common nowadays?

Pyrrha: No, not at all honestly. Especially for witchers. Most of us wont wave a finger if they didn't get coins for it....in fact, most people wouldn't help a Witcher in the first place honestly. Most people fear us.

Jaune, awkwardly: Well, I guess I'm different. Honestly, I didn't really notice you were a Witcher at first until my sister pointed out. N-not that I wouldn't have helped you if I knew though! I would have helped you regardless honestly! Unless you were a bandit or something though, then I probably wouldn't have helped you. Wait, how would I even have known if you were a bandit in the first place? Wait, I'm rambling again. I'm sorry

Pyrrha, chuckling: Don't be. It's kinda cute.

Jaune: *blushes madly*

*an awkward pause surrounds the two*

Jaune, perking up: Oh, you must be hungry. Will you like some roast beef my mom just made it and she's an amazing cook?

Pyrrha: If it's not too much trouble.

Jaune: Nonsense. My mom loves giving food out. She's a slave for compliments. Before I go, I never ask. What's your name?

Pyrrha: Its Pyrrha. Pyrrha Nikos.

Jaune, nodding: Right. And my name is Jaune Arc.

Pyrrha, smiling: Yes? You already told me that.

Jaune, blushing: O-Oh yeah. I forgot. I-I'm just going to make you a plate now.

*Jaune opens the door causing an older woman whose ear was against it to fall into the room*

Jaune, annoyed: Mom!

Jaune's mom, stumbling to stand up: Pfft, sorry about that. Went to knock but tripped the second my son opened the door. My son who is single by the way.

Jaune, groaning: Mom!

Jaune's mom: She said you were cute!

Jaune: *groans louder*

Pyrrha: *chuckles*