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Castiel didn't need to blow the lightbulbs out in the barn. That was very much a choice. He knew he was meeting The Righteous Man™ and he wanted to make an impression.

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Bruce in private school insisting he isn’t an orphan and all the other rich kids laughing at him and then Alfred shows up to parents’ day somewhat reluctantly because it’s not his place but Bruce asked

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Nightwing (2016-): Fear State

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my humor might be broken cause I find this trend actually funny

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my humor might be broken cause I find this trend actually funny

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YMCA in Akkadian (Ancient Babylonian), as written by Gilgamesh's exasperated tourism minister trying to attract more gay guys to Uruk to keep Gil distracted from politics:

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Eṭlū!- Young men!

Lā tuštamarraṣā- Do not, do not be troubled!

Aqabbi, eṭlū!- I said, young men!

Lā lā taṣallalā- Do not, do not lie down!

Aqabbi, eṭlū!- I said young men!

Šunu ina ālim- You are in a town,

Bēt bēt šikārim ḫanbā- Where taverns sprout luxuriously,

Eṭlū!- Young men!

Ina ālim alkā- Go to the city,

Aqabbi, eṭlū!- I said young men!

Bēt kaspī ul tīšâ- When you do not have money,

Annikīam tuššabā- Here you can dwell,

Bēt napṭirim nīšu- We have guest-houses,

Itti awīlī umtallâ- They are filled with men….

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Taḫaddâ ina - You’ll have fun in

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA! - U-R-U-K!

Wašābum ṭāb ina - The living is good in,

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA!- U-R-U-K!

Ziquratum elâ! Purattum amrā!- Climb up the ziggurat! See the euphrates!

Šikārum ṭābum šitâ!- Drink fine beer!

Taḫaddâ ina - You’ll have fun in

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA! - U-R-U-K!

Wašābum ṭāb ina - The living is good in,

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA!- U-R-U-K!

Amuḫḫūni šaqû! Ziqnūni ītebbū! - Our walls are high! Our beards are shiny!

Nuppušātunu!- You are allowed to breathe [relax]

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Eṭlū!- Young men!

Eṭlū šimeanni!- Young men listen to me!

Aqabbi, eṭlū! Agana šimeanni!- Young men! Come on, listen!

Aiālam terrišāšu- You desire assistance,

Shū ali īde- This I know for certain!

Šārqum wērum ul ninaddinkunūti- We will not sell you poor copper,

Eṭlū! Ālum ša Uruk bani- Young men! The city of Uruk is beautiful!

Aqabbi eṭlū! Bālātka tezzibši!- I said young man! Leave your pride behind!

Nušallakkunūti- We cause you to go,

Ina Uruk alkā!- Go to Uruk!

Ūmum anniam iseddūkunūti- Today they will help you…

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Taḫaddâ ina - You’ll have fun in

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA! - U-R-U-K!

Wašābum ṭāb ina - The living is good in,

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA!- U-R-U-K!

Šarrum šitpiṣā! Ittmalûšu ṣālā! - Wrestle the king! Fight with him!

Ittīšu mekkê mēlilā!- Play ball with him!

Taḫaddâ ina - You’ll have fun in

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA! - U-R-U-K!

Wašābum ṭāb ina - The living is good in,

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA!- U-R-U-K!

Ziquratum elâ! Purattum amrā!- Climb up the ziggurat! See the euphrates!

Šikārum ṭābum šitâ!- Drink fine beer!

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Eṭlū! Bilītkunu īde! - Young men! I know your burdens

Amtaraṣ! Ina šinigī- I was unwell, in my village,

Ātanaḫ! Erēšum ezzēr- I was tired, I hated plowing,

Awīlum ana yâšim iṭeḫḫe- A man to me approached,

Inūšu! Awātum awânim- Then! Words were said to me,

Šumašu, Sîn-lēqi-unninni- His name was Sîn-lēqi-unninni!

Ina Uruk alkā! Iqabbi ana yâšim- Go to Uruk! He told me,

Ina Uruk awīlī ūterrešū- In Uruk men are needed…

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Taḫaddâ ina - You’ll have fun in

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA! - U-R-U-K!

Wašābum ṭāb ina - The living is good in,

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA!- U-R-U-K!

Ziquratum elâ! Purattum amrā!- Climb up the ziggurat! See the euphrates!

Šikārum ṭābum šitâ!- Drink fine beer!

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Eṭlū!- Young men!

Addāniqa tallkānim- Please come

Aqabbi, eṭlū!- I said, young men!

Inam anniam ezêršu- I hate this job…

Aqabbi, eṭlū!- I said, young men!

Anāku ānḫāku - I’m so tired….

Bēt bēt šikārim ḫanbā- Where taverns sprout luxuriously,

Taḫaddâ ina - You’ll have fun in

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA! - U-R-U-K!

(Šarrum lillam ina - The king is an idiot in

𒌋𒊏𒌋𒅗 U-RA-U-KA!- U-R-U-K…)

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should’ve been a war horse: roy keane

steven knight’s peaky blinders s4, rinus michels, george orwell’s the sporting spirit, carol anne duffy’s delilah.

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which ancient roman do you think would make shitty powerpoints about teamwork with dated memes and way too many transition effects that they’d force the others to watch

cicero i fear is an obvious choice BUT i think his powerpoints would be. tasteful. a little bit. so instead i turn to

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happy thursday everyone

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"I'm not talking. So don't ask me to talk, cause I'm not."

Jason sighed. It came out like a burst of static through his mask as he leaned forward, setting his chin on one gloved hand.

The goon tied to the chair in front of him visibly gulped. His eyes were as wide as they could go, tracking Jason down to the slightest shift of his weight on the stool underneath him.

"That's Batman's thing. Not mine."

"Right," the goon said, after a beat of confused silence. "Right, that ain't your thing. You're--"

Jason yanked a gun out of a holster, sighting on the goon's face. "I don't usually ask."

"So shoot me," the goon said, with bulging, terrified eyes. "I ain't talking."

"That would be counterproductive," Jason said, letting out another mask-rattling sigh. He leaned back in his chair, still holding the gun up. "Let me get this straight -- do you enjoy getting pistol whipped?"

"No."

"Are you good at poker?"

The goon swallowed again. "Not really."

"So stop fucking bluffing me. Because I'm sure as shit not bluffing you. I'll beat the shit out of you with this, and you'll be sucking food out of a tube for the rest of your life. And you know what's convenient about that?"

"W-what?" the goon asked, trembling.

"You can still nod yes or no," Jason said. He smiled under the mask, even though it was wasted on the goon. "You can still point. Even without all your teeth. You following my lead here? Why the fuck would I shoot you when I could just do that?"

The goon stared at him. He was trembling hard enough to shake the whole chair, ropes and all. His lips quivered, as if trying to form a word.

Jason rolled his eyes under the mask, irritated. He shoved the gun forward, dropping his voice into a familiar register.

"Talk."

And like some cruel, cosmic joke, the goon started talking.

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in today's letter: cicero waits for atticus to come and see him! the first triumvirate experiences polycule drama! cicero manages to simultaneously mope and brag about his talent and skill and intelligence and influence! he omits the rest—'it is unbearable'! he is still mad at hortensius! and can atticus stop being mean and comfort him please!

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Happy Star Wars Day! Here’s my other Skywalker Twins comic all in one post!

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Happy Star Wars Day! I’ve decided to make my Skywalker comic into one easily rebloggable post.

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Happy Star Wars Day! I’ve decided to make my Skywalker comic into one easily rebloggable post.

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Batman: Dark Patterns #7