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lokavisi · 4 months ago
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Not Loki dropping by just to literally say, "I'm gonna mess you up like you can't even imagine."*
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*And not in a sexy way. We don't play like that. I'd prefer such a statement to be made in such a context, though. 😅
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maximura · 1 month ago
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So. I don't mean to offend anybody but Rachel Zegler is courageous and brave in a way that I'm not sure I would be at 23 years old with my career on the line. She tweeted 'Free Palestine' on her personal account and now she is being blamed/made the scapegoat for why the Snow White movie is not doing as well as Disney predicted.
For context: Gal Gadot (of "let's sing 'Imagine' to healthworkers-fame and 'I'm proud to have served in the 1DF' fame) plays the evil Queen.
Also for context: the producer, Marc Platt, flew across the country to reprimand a 23 year old for making said tweet. He asked her to delete it. She did not. Now Marc's son has taken to social media to "expose" Rachel's selfishness. They strongly believe her tweet is hurting the box office and jobs. The movie is done. There are no more jobs or employment. Producers get a cut from box office earnings. So all they really had to say was, "Rachel's tweet is costing my father and my family money! Take it down!"
Anyways. She didn't. And hasn't.
Good for her. The absolute balls of steel tbh.
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heartorbit · 8 months ago
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lets run to a new world together! ✨
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rjshope · 8 months ago
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insane face card, absolutely INSANE
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tea-cat-arts · 12 days ago
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Girl who fundamentally understands that making Moon Lin Ling's love interest would ultimately undermine the point of her story- forcing her back into the role of girlfriend when all she wants is to be free to do her own thing- but also is a big fan of the "pretty boy blushes, giggles, and kicks his feet as his feral racoon of a girlfriend destroys shit" trope
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sandpaperoctopi · 3 months ago
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Rathke's woodlouse. I think
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moregraceful · 1 month ago
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you’re dealing with some ‘the call is coming from inside the house’ shit over there
it's how it ALWAYS goes. players are friends -> social media realizes they can get a ton of engagement from posting those players as boybestfriends -> social media/pr and marketing realize they're getting the wrong kind of engagement -> the players/the front office/legal get uncomfortable &/or request take downs -> marketing and pr take down content and stop posting those players as friends or stop posting one or both of the players entirely -> fandom dries up and moves onto a different set of white boys -> rinse, repeat, over and over and over
macklin probably will never stop being the face of the young core but zero doubt in my mind we're barreling toward a situation where sharks pr and marketing stop posting all that cute willmack content you guys love and even start taking down everything. frankly surprised neither of the boys have deleted or locked down their own socials already.
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jazzy-flowerr · 8 months ago
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Y'know if I had a nickel for everytime I really liked a horror game where the main character is a small child with a talking toy as a companion and the game is also really relatable to me due to its depictions of alcoholic and/or verbally [sometimes even physically] abusive parents,
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I'd have two nickels.
Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice, right?
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redfacedpalindrome · 2 months ago
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i know a lot of people have been talking about the netflix crew recording george's anxiety attack after singapore. i wanted to add in the perspective of someone who talks about the medical humanities, privacy in healthcare, and HIPAA all the livelong day (the joys of studying to be a doctor).
there is this privilege that comes with encountering people at their most vulnerable, but that privilege is small compared to the responsibility we have to protect people at their most vulnerable. not just when there are laws, not just if you're a service or healthcare worker, not just when our names and faces are attached to our actions – always. ik drive to survive has always been polarizing in the f1 community, but i think the drivers not being able to enforce basic boundaries at super vulnerable times (and the crew not even trying to respect them) is incredibly damaging not only for them and their loved ones, but also the motorsport community's perception of what constitutes entertainment.
that whole montage was a little haunting. you see george walking, and he is incredibly pale and gaunt – he is clearly physically ill. i guess there's an argument to be made that he may have consented for footage – up until carmen closes the door to the cooldown room, at which point including footage (audio or otherwise) is a blatant violation of george's privacy. i don't think its too much to expect a reality tv show to treat their subjects with a little bit of dignity – especially when this fuck ass show is supposed to be a 'docu-series', and its subjects are multimillionaire racing drivers.
i've also seen a little bit of pushback online of people who don't like george very much feeling like this isn't a big deal – because they don't like george very much. i just want to point out that regardless of your personal feelings about any of these drivers, as fans of motorsport and f1, we should have a basic modicum of respect for all of them.
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zukosbangtan · 2 months ago
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i just KNOW there were some spirits in the spirit world that were mad af whenever zuko just survived instances that would've killed every other normal person while he would just walk away like it's nothing lmao like they were probably like "this damn cockroach why won't he die this stopped being funny after the 14th time we'll get u some day just u wait u little shit"
like imagine you're some guy who died bc u slipped on a wet piece of salad on the floor and broke ur neck and now you're watching this other guy get blown up on a ship and swim through arctic water and underground water tunnels and get hit by lightning twice and go through several assassination attempts and oh yeah he got half his face burned off when he was a child too AND WHY TF IS THIS FUCKER NOT DYING AFTER ALL THIS WHEN I FOUND MY END THROUGH A PIECE OF SALAD ON THE FLOOR
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flowersforthemachines · 2 months ago
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when writing a WIP, you may eventually approach a point where it feels like the worst thing you've ever written and the thought of showing it to someone makes you physically ill. however, you must not trust this feeling, as it statistically heralds the imminent completion of the work. remember your past and focus on the future.
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queen0fm0nsterz · 6 months ago
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So, (sits down at the table) (lights up cigarette) are we all ready to discuss how Six's lack of gender conformity in the beginning of the franchise can be read not only as an expression of her nonbinary identity but also an inherent refusal of what their assigned gender requires of her, which is why they are put in contrapposition with the Lady, whose name and role is inherently tied to her identity as a woman, and by refusing to abide to that standard Six challenges not only the structure of the Maw but also the basic concept on which the Lady based her entire life and identity on
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ruushes · 6 months ago
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if i make my rook younger and less capable than the rest of the team, struggling to keep themself alive let alone lead older and more experienced colleagues while trying not to let slip their terrible fear of failure, is it really "me being bad at playing a rogue" or is it "emergent narrative"
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rainofthetwilight · 3 months ago
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honestly I don't fw llorumi either but the way people on twitter are acting like it killed their grandma is so funny to me lmfao
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whispers-of-gallifrey · 6 months ago
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It's thinking about Maxwell and Jacobi hours
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pointycorgiears · 7 months ago
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Mihawk is coming back from a mission, strolling from the shore of Karai Bari, and over to his personal tent to rest and have a much desired bath. Cross Guild is still fairly new, dynamics are still being smoothed out, and he's still getting used to constantly being around so many people.
He just wants to relax, but Crocodile still manages to catch him along the way. "Welcome home," he says to Mihawk.
Mihawk just nods and continues on, but his brow raises just a smidge.
Then, he sees Buggy coming towards him further ahead.
Why is his tent so far away?
"Welcome back, Hawky!" Buggy says, full of cheer. "Glad you made it home!"
Mihawk acknowledges him much the same way he did Crocodile, and keeps walking.
As he continues on, something keeps repeating in his mind. "Welcome home. Glad you made it home! Home....Home."
When he reaches his tent, he sets down Yoru and hangs up his coat, letting his bare skin breath and sweat dissipate. He sits on his bed, looking around his space. This is it. This is his home now. This tent holds all his few possessions that he brought with him from Kuraigana. This is where he sleeps at night. This is where he can come back to, safe. This is home now.
Something catches his tired glance. A tray sitting on his desk. He gets up to go look at it, finding it filled with sweet treats. Cookies, pastries, and a few pieces of fruit. There was also some scented bath oils in a small basket close by with a note attached. He recognized Buggy's handwriting.
'Welcome home! Time to relax!'
Again. Same phrase.
A slight tingle runs up his arms and back. It settles low in his chest and draws the weight away from his shoulders. He breathes.
The wind rustles the canvas of his tent.
This feels...nice.
This is home now.
This is his home.
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