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maddie-dog · 4 months ago
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Some days I don't want to be treated like a little.
Instead, I want to be treated like an obstinate teenager being diaper punished for poor behavior.
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wherewisteriaends · 7 months ago
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"My love"
It's pagan poetry, A curse in motion. Why would ever Death stop for me And take a time to offer me beauty ? You shouldn't have, I shouldn't have, He shouldn't have seen, neither sung. Now my tears are no weakness But bitter wrath out of your inaction. I want your azaleas Because your peace means I can say goodbye To your forever unraveling of life, To your goddess-like face And all the memories you make spill in my mind And the sour love that you can't let go. Because I won't call you "my love" no more, But you still do.
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fortunatelyyoungbarbarian · 11 months ago
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This section contains spoilers for season two of atla
I'm talking to my brother. Don't read this.
Sorry, just want to make sure I don't accidentally spoiler anyone :P
If an avatar gets born exactly after the old one dies... how?
Like, if the pregnancy in atla works as it does in our world (which I'm pretty sure it does), that means the new avatar had to have been conceived 9 months ago.
Does that mean "destiny" just... knows when the avatar is going to die? Is it all pre-planned?
If it isn't, does that mean that there are a lot of unborn kids in the atla world who could become an avatar if the current one kneels over? Is it a situation of "Well, someone's gonna be born then."? So just by chance?
A more important question;
How long does the avatar have to be dead?
Now that might sound like a stupid question, but remember:
Aang dies in the end of book 2
He was dead. Like dead dead.
And no new avatar came because Katara healed him.
So... does the avatar has to be dead for a few minutes? An hour??
Does "destiny" just know? And say "Nah, he'll be fine, give him a minute."?
Maybe this is all really simple but it hit me right now at night soooooo
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shinovich0 · 2 years ago
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SPOILER ALERT
This is just my opinion, you have the right to disagree with me!
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So, spoilers for the new chapter make it clear that the Nagi-Reo pairing depends (like many other characters in the blue lock) on Isagi. Nagi's desire is to surpass Isagi, Reo adapts to Nagi. Isagi is not in the match - Nagi doesn't have to try. Reo plays to Nagi's rhythm.
And Chigiri again shows that he is an independent player and he does not need anyone, he is capable of playing and scoring his own goals.
In fact, that's why I love Chigiri. He is self-reliant. He plays on his own and doesn't need anyone to develop. When there are a lot of characters in blue lock, depending on each other and playing in pairs (Nagireo, Otoya and Karasu, Baro depends on Isagi, Bachira had been playing on Isagi for a long time, Rin depends on Isagi, etc.), Chigiri stands out from them that he does not depend on either Isagi's game or Kunigami's play.
Yes, I fucking love Chigiri Hyoma
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omgeddon · 8 months ago
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just realised my armpit hair is so long i could plait it. should i care? should i get cosmetic chemotherapy? should i actually just plait it? the future is so scary.
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maddie-dog · 3 months ago
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I'm a simple man with just two desires at the moment:
1. To get another tattoo.
2. To be breastfed by a beautiful woman while she pats my soggy diaper lovingly.
Sorry, I meant I am a simple man with one desire. Silly typos.
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window-on-the-west · 24 days ago
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fear and then vengeance and then surrender (love)
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liiviinglaviish · 2 months ago
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If I Had No Eyes
If I had no eyes I'd never have to look at where your hands shouldn't have been ever again
If I had no eyes I'd never have to look at myself in the mirror in disgust for not being strong enough to keep you off me
If I had no eyes I'd never have to see the smile on your face when you did it
If I had no eyes I'd never have to see how hurt others look when I tell them about what you did
If I had no eyes it wouldn't change wether or not it would happen again but at least I wouldn't have such a vivid memory of the moment I lost my dignity once again
If I had no eyes I'd never have to feel your eyes staring at my body with such ill intentions
If I had no eyes I wouldn't have to watch you get away with doing the same thing to someone else without any power to make it stop
If I had no eyes I'd never have to look at how much taller, older, bigger, and uglier you are or how you weaponize all of that against defenceless women like myself
If I had no eyes I wouldn't have to look at the same outfit that provoked you when I was cornered and silenced, even if what I was wearing was my favourite colour. You ruined my favourite colour
If I had no eyes I would be just like all the others who saw me struggle and chose to do nothing, I just wished someone had intervened before you stole my dignity
If I had no eyes I could free fall without knowing how close I am to the ground, I could imagine for one more minute that instead I was someplace safe and sound
If I had no eyes I wouldn't have to play hide and seek and I wouldn't have to feel like hunted prey, I could maybe get away
If I had no eyes maybe it would always feel like I were asleep, I'd be able to finally lay my head to rest and bid farewell for once and for all
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keithbutgay · 1 year ago
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playing with new brushes!
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little-honeypie · 4 months ago
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It's hard being stable in literally every other way than mentally. Like right now, money isn't a big issue for a first time in a long time and I am supported by my friends and my lovely partner but I'm just in this fucking pit of depression and I can't seem to escape. I'm taking my meds, I'm taking walks and spending quality time with people and I'm still just fucking miserable and genuinely back in the mindset of "IF I love till (insert age)" which I haven't done in a long time. Like the thought of "if/WHEN I kms" which is so frustrating because I was doing so well and nothing in particular seems to have set this all off but I'm just??? Ugh,, everything is wrong with me.
Anyway
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fairylam · 1 year ago
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I don't even want to talk abt Maria, Richter and Annette.🤦 But drawing juste make me remind the season 4 which disgust me.
總之就係what the FUCK我系黎睇打吸血鬼而唔係政治+對抗階級主義🤦。 睇著個十幾歲妹妹仔系到半夜演講真心不了。而且里希特根本變成個冇家教嘅孤兒,你將拉爾夫變成流氓都忍左你,依個一d勇氣同骨氣都冇嘅死仔同原作真心相差九萬八千里。安妮特根本系換人,佢冇禮貌+恩將仇報+自己害死和fd拎其他人出氣+嫌棄其他人弱小,完全系死刑級別嘅令人厭惡。而且依家係咪���一個凈系可以等人黎救,冇戰鬥能力嘅女性角色係咪有罪?更加唔好講佢加插一個咁吾討喜嘅黑人女性係咪其實歧視緊佢地……
btw第三季嘅兩個日本人我覺得可以刪除,屬於見到覺得噁心級別。🤦
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postsaturday · 4 months ago
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I saw a TikTok or something about which Shameless characters you would trust with your drink and which ones you wouldn't trust. In general, it said the Gallagher children and friends you could trust, and Frank, Monica, Terry, etc. you couldn't trust. There weren't any real surprises or groundbreaking theories, but it did make me think about the wide array of reasons that I would or would not trust someone with my drink and what that trust looks like.
Can I trust that my drink will be safe to drink when I get back? Can I trust that I will have a drink at all? Can I trust that the other person remembers that I asked them to watch it?
In general, I do trust that the Gallagher children and friends will not put anything in my drink. I can't trust all of them to remember that I asked them to watch my drink, and I can't trust that some of them won't drink it. A few of them I trust to tell me that they won't watch my drink and then they don't, so at least I know what I'm getting with them.
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neep-neep-neep · 2 years ago
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Galo, loud and stupid Galo, always throwing his arm around Lio in public. The rebuilding of the town formerly known as Promepolis hasn't been without its speed bumps. The people formerly known as the Burnish have not escaped Kray's exploitation without lingering trauma and illness. Some have been in the hospital for months, crowding the ICUs that were previously earmarked for victims of Burnish attacks.
And not everyone has been all right with that.
There are some protestors outside the brand new city council's headquarters. Signs painted with "no reparations for Burnish swine" and "monsters crowding hospitals but my KID can't get a bed" are held high above their heads.
Not everyone is on board with the re-integration of people identical to them into society. Lio normally scoffs and brushes it off, as he's survived intolerable violence for most of his life in comparison, but Galo.
Galo with his booming voice.
"LIO is my BOYFRIEND, BLOCKHEADS!"
The man's muscled arm is around his shoulders.
"AN' IF YOU'RE MAD HE'S A COUNCIL REPRESENTATIVE BITE ME!"
Lio makes a tutting noise as they walk into the building. He didn't ask for a bodyguard, for the firefighter to shake his fist at every anti-Burnish demonstrator or heckler. It was just one time someone threw a rock (or a bottle or something, he couldn't remember) at Lio in the street, and someone told Galo, and Galo erupted. The projectile hadn't even been well-aimed and the bruise barely felt like anything!
And to be honest he'd rather they focus on him than his people. Someone had to represent the former Burnish and advocate for their needs at the council, and he was unanimously voted inby his peers. Some of the other members consider it strange that a people of such diversity of age and experience sent him to speak for them.
"I'll leave you here, Galo," Lio says at the meeting room doors. The building is a former gym, and it used to be the weight room. Spray painted words identify the different rooms.
"All right," Galo says. He folds his arms. "You better call if something gets weird!"
That's what he's mad about. That Lio didn't tell him, and he found out through someone else. Lio hadn't wanted to upset him and ended up doing it anyway.
"Forget about that," Lio says. "Don't die fighting those ordinary fires while I'm in here."
He puts his arms on Galo's shoulders and stretches up to kiss him. Galo's lips feel rough and soft at the same time.
"Oi! Get a room!"
It's Heris. She's turned the corner and clicks her tongue at them.
Lio scoffs and turns to the door. "I was only saying goodbye."
"That's RIGHT!"
Oh, here we go.
Galo's fist is clenched as he yells "Can't a man say GOODBYE?!"
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itisaterriblelove · 1 year ago
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not me having an existential crisis because "adam is coming home for spring break" but this whole time i've been dressing everyone like it's late september and about to be winter??? this is what happens when you write something ten years ago and pick it back up current day like time hasn't passed. shit does not make sense... oops.
literally no one else will care about this but i do.
in other news, this realization works well for fng bc cruel summer (((although maybe not bc three months is not a lot of time?? hmm))). istg these are notes for myself and nothing anyone else is supposed to understand.
carry on.
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eliasneln · 9 months ago
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sept. 7, 2024
tw: pregnancy, slight mention of family trauma
it's 6 something in the morning on a saturday and i dunno just got some thoughts.
so update: i had a baby! she was due in june, but wanted to arrive early and was born in may. i kept my pregnancy pretty quiet on social bc i had to this weird fear of folks finding out. i dunno it's weird while i was pregnant i felt like a teen mom even though i'm a grown ass woman, married and with a career lmao.
being a parent is def challenging, but in all honesty it's at the same pretty rad (for me). i never thought i would have kids, like i always had a laissez-faire (is that how you spell it idk) about them-- like I won't be upset if I did or didn't have 'em, ya know. i was 18 weeks when i found out i was preggers and yeah at first i was scared SHITLESS but as the journey progressed I pretty much found peace.
being pregnant sucked ass i'm not gonna lie. and so did giving birth. and i'm set on having one kid. one and done, my dudes!! one baby is fine with me; i don't think i wanna put her in a difficult position of being an older sibling like I had growing up. idk maybe it's an asian/filipino thing for the eldest sister to carry a heavy burden-- at least it was for me.
anyways, i had my 34th birthday in august, and it was a very chill birthday and i'm happy to see it this far. i made it a challenge to find joy in every day of august -- whether it's making time for a journaling or drawing session, working out (yes i can finally lift weights again yesssss), or even going on a walk with my daughter-- and i think i did a pretty solid job accomplishing that goal.
it's weird being in my 30s have made me uhhhh a lot more chill and made me taking a slower approach to a lot of things. i'm finding myself more mindful of shit. or maybe all of this happening bc i'm finally listening to my therapist and actually do the goddamn homework haha.
okay yeah, that's it really. i couldn't draw a lot this year bc of carpel tunnel from the pregnancy. my body is still adjusting itself back so there are some soreness in my fragile bones haha. i have been drawing a lot since the baby was born, but mainly in my sketchbook and honestly i've been too lazy/tired to scan and upload them. i'll get to it eventually i'm sure.
ciao!
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