#capitalism is part of the issue

[sometimesboffosometimesnot]

bro I just stayed up till 1am watching 3hrs of hbomberguys 4hr video on plagiarism and WOW he is like super legit upset

[nando161mando]

The people of France showed up for Palestine!!!! 🔥🔥🔥and defied Macron's undemocratic ban on protests ✊❤️🇵🇸

[icewindandboringhorror]

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[the-sage-libriomancer]

looking back, i feel like the first big sign that Tohru had legitimate issues was that she didn't ask her friends for a place to stay. i mean, what were her reasons for not involving them? Uotani lived in a small apartment and Hanajima had five people living in her house - that'd make an additional person living with either of them pretty inconvenient, but like, not impossibly so. both Uotani and Hanajima would've said yes in a heartbeat, not because they're kind souls who offer their meager means to others regardless of consequences, but because it's really not that big a deal to have one more person temporarily living in your home, and i don't think their families would have minded much either.

also like - not asking Uotani at least makes sense bc of her apartment, but Hanajima lives in a freaking house!!! an actual decently sized two-story house!!! even if it'd be cramped, the sensible thing to do would be to at least ask if Hanajima could put her up. but Tohru thought that Uotani and Hanajime would help her even if they themselves were inconvenienced by it (correct) and proactively took the "burden" away from them by not giving them a choice in the matter at all. if either of them learned that Tohru had been living in the woods, they would've dragged her ass back to civilization, and she knew it. that's why she purposefully hid the whole "living in a tent" thing from them (she didn't even tell them she'd been kicked out! they thought she was still living with her relatives the entire time!). Tohru's selflessness was on full display in the first chapter, but in retrospect, so was her self-destructive streak that went far beyond your typical shojo protagonist's levels of self-sacrifice.

[the-woman-upstairs]

Betting on Daniel’s S3 plotline being the gay vampiric version of Almost Famous. No way Lestat’s going on tour without someone to chronicle all the insanity that’ll ensue plus Daniel would absolutely jump at the chance to get Lestat’s side of the story. It’s the perfect setup.

[sinfuego]

Tbh, nothing has made me sympathize more with Kipperlilly Copperkettle than her anger issues.

Cause anger is an emotion we feel when we're missing something. When we need something and can't get it. It's a balm to make us feel better when things don't go our way.

When things aren't fair.

[asquared-ohgodnotthehorrors]

It’s weird to me how Amanda Waller is always both one of the most body positive character in the DCU, being a plus sized black woman who is never treated as lesser for either, and one of the few really well written morally gray and government backed antagonists in the DCU.

Like if she was always the former? Fantastic, great representation!

If she was always the latter? Great, good writing for a character!

The thing that’s weird to me is how consistently she’s both. Both of those archetypes are rarely ever done consistently for characters in Superheroes with long legacies. Amanda Waller has a long legacy and is probably the most consistently written characters in the DCU. And the fact it’s *her* of all characters and those two archetypes of all characters is… just odd to me.

Probably because it’s something very positive I want to see more of mixed into an archetype that’s so realistically hatable. Like she’s only allowed to be good in this regard because she’s antagonistic or morally bad. It’s like Queer Coded Villainy in the Hayes Code era.

I know that’s not remotely what’s happening, but Waller is such a strange and consistent outlier that it just stands out to me, and I’m wondering how she manages to stay so consistent and “writer’s secret racism/sexism/fatphobia” is all that comes to mind. Even though I know that’s not what’s happening.

[kirisclangen]

Nectarpaw

she/her, 6 moons, trans molly

[iguessyouregonnamissthepantyraid]

i think AI can be hugely helpful in certain fields (like, for instance, scientific discovery) when it's done right, but we (scientists) have a moral obligation to make sure our AI-based tools are actually doing what they're supposed to do, but if all else fails we can just gleefully watch one of our professors evicerate the latest AI-based tool on twitter until the programmers get their shit together and fix it

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

why is job hunting.

that's it that's the post

[nando161mando]

"What about those Palestinians who are in hospital on life support & babies in incubators that will have to be turned off because Israelis have cut the power to Gaza?"

Ex Israeli PM Naftali Bennett: ""Are you seriously asking me about Palestinian civilians? Whats wrong wth you?"

[gryffintheparrotcat]

Vegans are some of the most classist and especially ableist people I've ever met and it never fails to baffle me how one can extend so much empathy to every animal except the human.

That being said I'm also fully convinced it's no coincidence that vegetarians and vegans have been turned into these elitist groups, who are made to think of themselves as better than others while everyone else is made to think of them as obnoxious. It's just another way of vilifying climate activism while also pushing the entire issue back onto the individual rather than onto the corporations that actually cause it.

[garbagequeer]

how it feels to once again have to tap the sign*

*the sign:

[bmpmp3]

dysgraphic artiƨts risɘ UP!!!!!

[schwazombie]

Playing Rome in Civ fucking grinding the tech tree to ironworking so I can have legions and then conquering my neighbours

[cthulhusstepmom]

Ghost is a walking dichotomy, Soap has discovered. He's watched him strip the layers of a man's skin away to get information from him, seen him snap someone's neck in as little time as it takes to take a breath. But he's also so capable of heartbreaking kindness. His genuine concern for the fish, the way he saves the best part of his plate for Soap; offering it to him with reverence. The way he's cleaning Johnny's wound so tenderly. It's in these moments of gentleness where Johnny almost forgets what they do, what they've seen, who they are.

So when Ghost's voice snaps into that serious tone it's almost like a slap in his dizzy, goofily smiling, face.

"Wha?"

"Where is it? I'll get rid of it for you." Under the sharp tone is still that lethal gentleness, and even under that is a shaking fear.

"Oh, oh Ghost." He shifts, uncomfortable in his skin and wanting to be anywhere but here. "Ye... Ye cannae get rid of it."

His Lieutenant draws back a little, a mix of apprehension and offense in his eyes.

"It hurt you, nothing else matters."

Soap can feel his heart splitting as his throat starts to burn. Ghost stares up at him with fiery eyes, hands still holding his wrist so so softly.

"Where is the snake Soap? I promise you it'll never hurt you again. Whoever brought it in is going to have hell to pay too." He earnestly promises and Soap feels a single hot tear slip out of his eye.

"Ghost..." He chokes out. "Simon... It's mine."

The small room goes silent. Nothing even dares to move but for the violent flinch the sentence rips out of Ghost.

He doesn't dare say anything, doesn't dare to move or even breathe. He looks down at Ghost and Ghost meets his stare with turmoil roiling in his gaze.

Soap doesn't know what he expected, screaming or sobbing or angry silence but the frantic confusion he can see in the other man is as far as can be from what he'd thought he'd get.

They sit there like that for a few long moments, each absorbed in his own thoughts, before Ghost slowly rises from his kneel. If Johnny were in better spirits he would tease him for the quiet cracks his knees make. And with that violent tenderness he slowly curls an arm around Johnny and leans him down into the bed, pressing behind him and holding him close just like they'd done on any number of frigid nights out in the blind. And they just sit there holding each other in silence as they slowly drift into a dreamless sleep.