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“Run into a cave and break your ankle so that people have to come find you and they see you lying at the bottom of this beautiful cave and maybe there’s a waterfall and the light from the crystals makes you look really beautiful and they say “Are you okay?” and you say “I think so” and they say “oh my God have you been here alone this whole time with a broken ankle” and you say “it’s okay” and they say “you’re so brave” and you are brave and you look so beautiful surrounded by cave crystals and everyone stands over you and says “oh wow” and “you poor beautiful thing” and “I’m so sorry we let you run into the cave but I’m so glad we found you” and let them carry you home and promise to be your best friends forever and that everything’s their fault and also they named the cave after you and you’re prettier than all of your enemies and your enemies all died of jealousy while you were in the cave.”
— Daniel M. Lavery, How To Respond To Criticism (via boringoldraphael)
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How Dick actually found out:
Roy: Thank you for coming over, I really needed the help since my partner is out of town
Dick: It's okay! You know, you have to introduce us at some point, since- is that my sweater?
Roy: Uh
Dick: It is! My Gotham U sweater! Okay, it was Bruce's at first and I stole it, but he hasn't asked for it! I thought Jason stole it from me!
Roy: Uhh
Dick: Yeah, Jason definitely stole it, it even smells exactly like him! I knew it was him- why is it in your house?
Roy: Uhhhhhh
Dick:
Roy:
Dick: *looks around, sees all of the things that are definitely Jason's all around the house*
Dick: Are you kidding me?
Roy: Dick I can explain
Dick: Explain what? That you are dating my brother??
Roy: ...yeah, exactly that
Dick: ...get out
Roy: what-
Dick: I said get out!
Roy: This is my house!
Dick: Wrong! This is my brother's house, since he lives here, and I'm telling you to get out of my brother's house!
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Car Trunk vs Car Boot: A clear win for US English, trunk was already a thing in which you stored items, frequently for transport.
Crisps vs Chips: I gotta admit, the Brits have this one. They're thin slices of potato that have been made crispy. No chipping of any materials involved.
Car Park vs Parking Lot: Equally matched. What's a car park? A place to park cars. What's a parking lot? An otherwise empty lot where you can park.
Elevator vs Lift: Both equally fail to address that the damn thing also goes down.
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if obi-wan leaned real close to me, touched me, said my name, and spoke lowly in encouragement of doing anything i would do it honestly anakin is stronger than me in this regard, his stubborn imperviousness to obi-wan's guidance is actually impressive in a way
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Intro to the 1989 reprint of The Color of Magic the first Discworld book by Terry Pratchett.

“At least ten.” Lmao
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guys I just read a post that writing horny things in the tags of tumblr posts is actually wrong and that we need to have some decorum so poll time
rb for sample size, do your thing in the tags idc
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to pretend that horrible people cannot make good art is another way to conflate beauty and talent with integrity and morality. the works of monsters are best examined with knowledge of the author in mind but art is not inherently reflective. human beings are creative, and habitual liars- it'd be stupid to pretend art must always be a portrait of its creator
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you know the drill, op disabled reblogs etc etc etc
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i swear to god if one more stupid fandom ruins a beautiful text post i am calling the police
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Never get discouraged when chasing your dreams.
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i’m literally soo addicted to the idea that armand continues to visit daniel and make him forget for decades after they first get together. armand needs to read everything daniel’s ever written and needs to own signed copies of all of his books and needs to be there in the background from all his major life events. he’s there as a shoulder to cry on at the end of his first marriage, and again at the second. he’s the stranger at the bar who daniel tells about his daughters even though his relationship with them is crumbling. i need armand to be obsessed with daniel in every way he can manage and daniel to reciprocate every time. i need daniel to start aging and armand to be more excited every time he sees signs of it, and daniel — before he remembers — is confused and flattered and fond of the beautiful young man who curiously combs through his gray hairs and prods at his new wrinkles. and every time daniel remembers he's more angry, more hurt, more willing to beg (or demand) for armand not to do it again. and it gets more difficult for armand to do it every time, but that doesn't stop him. why should daniel remember how much he loves him?
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Armand and Daniel both being petty and trying to outcunt each other in every scene they have together like its the cuntolympics they really are the most bitter of exes. what they both dont know is that the greatest cunt of them all have yet to enter the stage: lestat de lioncourt
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Daniel Molloy... born to star in gay porn forced to interview vampires
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Daniel becoming a vampire and immediately putting on his leather jacket from the 1970’s is something so special to me.


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