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Hamburg, Germany (by Julia Solonina)

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not fair that the cuntiest woman in this world is a muppet (ms. piggy)

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LUPITA NYONG'O presenting DA'VINE JOY RANDOLPH's nomination for Best Supporting Actress for The Holdovers at the 96th Academy Awards

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Y'all can't just let him trip in here alone

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Lyon, France (by Saba)

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The AI tech bubble finally bursting is going to be both catastrophic and very funny.

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thinking about that post of people assuming ao3 has an algorithm and also about how bonkers persistent the view is that ao3 is social media lite. like with startling regularity I get comments saying something along the lines of "it's probably weird to comment on a fic this old--" no it isn't!!!! this is an archive I am literally just assuming you searched for a selection of specific tags or sorted by kudos or looked back on my pseud or any other number of completely normal ways to use an archive site ?? kill the tiktok ghost in your brain and comment on old stuff it's NOT weird

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Heidelberg, Germany (by Tobias Reich)

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can anyone tell me why i enter the grocery store a normal person and emerge as some sort of vile ravening monster

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Senshi Dunmeshi 🤝 Samwise LOTR Cooking meals for loved ones

I recently started watching Dungeon Meshi and somehow came up with this crossover and I just had to draw it haha

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As I gaze at the structural column in Copley Station, cracked nearly in two and held together with zip ties that have been carefully painted over to match the column underneath, I feel my soul intertwined with that of a small Italian boy of days gone by, who also stopped to look up at a large, groaning, newly painted tank full of molasses

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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

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fire in the north.

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learning that apparently several hundred people have been pronouncing 'miette' as 'mighty' has actively worsened my day