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I like the idea of a Vulcan character who constantly does very reckless things so her human crewmates think she's strange but then she always has a logical explanation she delivers with absolute confidence.

"No, it was perfectly logical for me to jump out of the shuttle at that time. I had a breathing apparatus, and I was certain I could seal the subspace rift by hand before the Romulans opened fire. This was the only solution that would result in zero casualties. I might have died, but giving up is illogical."

She's known as one of the most fearless members of the crew.

Other Vulcans try not to acknowledge her.

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CAIPIRINHA CAIPIRINHA!!1!1!1! 😆

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I’ve been tinkering with the idea of an urban fantasy “All Fairy Tales Are True” setting where some fairy tale characters are mortals who reincarnate and live through their story again and again with no memory of their past lives, but other characters are immortal, carrying over biases and grudges and regrets from the last time they went through this.

Snow White’s dwarves keep her room exactly as she left it, and keep a wary eye on the horizon for the day she returns. When she does they treat her like a beloved daughter come home, cook her favourite meals, warn her to stay away from apples this time, and keep calling her the wrong name.

Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother found her a touch ungrateful last time, and has decided not to appear to her this time around to teach her a lesson in gratitude. This Cinderella, without the memory of the last time, is still a terrified, miserable woman desperate to escape her awful situation.

The Witch in the gingerbread house has developed a thousand traps to eat those goddamned kids. She’s failed every time. She lives a life of Sisyphean torment previously known only to cartoon coyotes.

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Concept: Depressing dystopian factory where everything is gray and samey and the workers are called by their employee numbers by an ominous deep voice.

But it's a really great place to work with high salaries, excellent benefits, and a flexible working schedule with plenty of paid leave. They just like the dystopian aesthetic.

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My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

Vetted by @gazavetters

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Reblog to make it cry harder

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#ocartwork #digitalart #animationpractice #callipeg

An unnamed oc made for this practice. Crossposted on YouTube, TikTok, and Cara so far.

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something something i was never who you wanted me to be

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headcanon that after gravity falls, mabel and dipper switch how they handle fear. while mabel used to be super confident and jump into everything, dipper hung back. while mabel used to love horror movies (if they weren’t claymation) dipper hated them.

they get back to piedmont, and they’ve reversed. dipper likes horror movies, and mabel often holds him back from running head first into danger. she’s only slightly less liable to do so, but she’s the one packing the bags and making sure they’re prepared.

mabel now hates confined spices (thanks to bills bubble) and heights, while before, she wasn’t the type to be scared of anything. dipper actually likes confined spaces, because he can see where everything is, and after running around gravity falls alone for four days, with most of it having become an open plain, he can’t shake the feeling that he’s being watched if he’s in a big open space.

neither one of them can sleep without the lights on, though.

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Guys.. Stan canonically writes fanfiction, presumably posting it to ao3.. I bet that man has got the ultimate author's curse notes

"Sorry I'm late to update guys! Got arrested by the federal government for stealing materials from them to rebuild an interdimensional portal to save my long lost twin brother! But hopefully things will be more consistent now that I'm done saving him!"

"My bad for this being so rushed, currently living through the literal apacolypse!"

"Didn't mean for this too take so long y'all, had to reread the whole fic to refresh my memory after getting my brain wiped to kill the demon who used to date my brother, y'all know how it is!"

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EVERY. DAMN. PASSCODE. FOR THISISNOTAWEBSITEDOTCOM.COM:

Will update when i find more!! (updates VERY frequently)

everything in bold+italics needs to be spammed for the full effect

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alex hirsch truly is like. the guy ever. he created one of if not the most renowned and successful disney tva shows. he clowns on said network. he won his high school’s bird calling contest. he hates trump and is always advocating for people to vote. also prank calls republican/maga hotlines and was on the washington post for such. he voices half the cast of his own show and does a deranged mickey mouse voice he uses for like two separate shows. he owns a giant taxidermy buffalo. he and his sister were on an international improv team in high school. disney censored practically all queer themes in his show and now he has a nyt best seller (and created the website plus recent interviews ect ect) that imply there was something going on between that fuck ass triangle and ford. a straight man creating good old man yaoi. creates the craziest rabbit holes to send the fandom down probably primarily fueled by adhd and coffee. he probably has his flannel sewn to his body atp and has thousands of sticky hands on the wall in his house. i could go on but he’s just truly such a interesting guy

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Sigh, I’m back with another idea buckle down (up??? Idk English is weird, amárrense) TW: death, a little bit graphic(?)

Time loop au for the day of the science fair, the day every went haywire.

Stan wakes up earlier that day than usual. He leaves the house before Ford wakes up to drive around town, get some food, help out the old lady from the deli who offered him his job back for the summer— part of him wishes that he wouldn’t need it, the other knows he will— and maybe work a bit on the Stan o war.

Ford wakes up 2 hours before the science fair to get ready. He’s confused as he walks out of the house, seeing Stan’s car gone. He had assumed Stan would be there with him but oh well. What was he expecting.

The science fair happens.

Ford fails

He confronts Stan

Filbrick overhears

He grips tightly onto his sons shirt, slightly cutting off his airway.

Stan is thrown out, his prepacked duffle bag launched at him.

Ford closes the curtain

Stan drives away

Fordcries next to the window

He hears wheels screeching before the loud sound of a crash

He peeks out into the street

His brothers plates lay on the road

He runs like never before ignoring his parents questioning

He’s barefoot but that’s the least of his worries, even as he feels the sting of glass cutting into the soles of his feet as he get closer

The other guy is already out of the car blood dripping from his forehead

His brother is no where in sight, worry bubbling up in his stomach boiling hot

Ford gets closer to the drivers side, the smoke stinging his eyes

He lets out scream of terror upon realizing where the other car had crashed into, the drivers side of the car concaved entirely.

His knees fall onto the ground as he sobs, tears mix with snot and sweat, clogging his nose

The gasoline drips, the smoke rises, his mother voice blares in the background.

The explosion rips through the street, through his skin-

Stan wakes up with a gasp, clutching into his covers. He looks around his room, catching sight of the time. A nightmare? He debates waking ford up but decides against it as he gets ready and leaves for town.

A few hours later Stanford Pines wakes up screaming, clutching onto his face, the feeling of his skin burning off still too familiar. His mother runs in asking him if he’s okay. He catches sight of the time, his breathe stuttering.

“What day is it?”

“What- Uh April-“

“No Ma, I mean is there anything special going on today?”

His mother states at him worriedly, “The science fair, hun. Are you-“

Her words feel muffled in his ears.

He slowly gets up as he peeks out the room. Stan’s car is gone, anger as well as fear well up in his throat.

He gets ready for the science fair.

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I’m sorry but Bill Cipher redemption arcs are soooo overhyped compared to the Shapeshifter redemption arcs like yes give that one episode villain daddy issues!! Yes let’s talk about how one of the series protagonists kept a being with human level sentience caged in a basement and then deemed it a monster and discarded it when it made a bid for freedom!! Free my girl!!