#sixth of the month

[cupc4ke88]

🍊Saturday, April 6th, 2024🍊

50°F

*Third post today

[riverspond]

six says happy pride everyone!

[alwaysbewoke]

McCarty was born on March 7, 1908, in Shubuta, Mississippi. She was raised in nearby Hattiesburg by her aunt and grandmother. McCarty, who never married and had no children, lived frugally in a house without air conditioning. She never had a car or learned to drive, so she walked everywhere, including the grocery store that was one mile from her home. When she was 8 years old, McCarty opened a savings account at a bank in Hattiesburg and began depositing the coins she earned from her laundry work. She would eventually open accounts in several local banks. By the time McCarty retired at age 86, her hands crippled by arthritis, she had saved $280,000. She set aside a pension for herself to live on, a donation to her church, and small inheritances for three of her relatives. The remainder—$150,000—she donated to the University of Southern Mississippi, a school that had remained all-white until the 1960s. McCarty stipulated that her gift be used for scholarships for Black students from southern Mississippi who otherwise would not be able to enroll in college due to financial hardship. Business leaders in Hattiesburg matched her bequest and hundreds of additional donations poured in from around the country, bringing the total endowment to nearly half a million dollars. The first beneficiary of McCarty’s largesse was Stephanie Bullock, an 18-year-old honors student from Hattiesburg, who received a $1,000 scholarship. Bullock subsequently visited McCarty regularly and drove her around town on errands. In 1998 the University awarded McCarty an honorary degree. She received an honorary doctorate from Harvard University, and President Bill Clinton awarded her the Presidential Citizens Medal. McCarty died of liver cancer on September 26, 1999, at the age of 91. In 2019 McCarty’s home was moved to Hattiesburg’s Sixth Street Museum District and turned into a museum.

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[ximuori]

Sixth House charm design that I'm super excited about!

This will be double-sided so they’re always together but simultaneously always separated! It’s a Paul reference! I love Sixth House and I feel really normal about them!!

[goodomens-girlie]

happy doctor who month to all who celebrate

[ks-lair]

An Empire's Catacomb

One for the Emperor, first of us all; One for his Lyctors, who answered the call; One for his Saints, who were chosen of old; One for his Hands, and the swords that they hold.

Two is for discipline, heedless of trial.

Three for the gleam of a jewel or a smile

Four for fidelity, facing ahead

Five for tradition and debts to the dead

Six for the truth over solace in lies

Seven for beauty that blossoms and dies

Eight for salvation no matter the cost

Nine for the Tomb, and for all that was lost

Nine is also for that really angry butch with a big sword

Just as intended by the Necrolord

Just some skulls I pixelled up since The Locked Tomb's brainrot is real and had to be externalized somehow.

It is pride month

[princeloww]

Reminder that I also draw (sometimes) (I have been art blocked for 6 months)

Campbell :D

[queerdiazs]

i love you best when you're just yourself | 2.2k, teen

“Hey, Buck?” he hollers, gathering Buck’s attention off the trio of identical trees just behind him. “What about this one? Looks great. Little full, lots of sap.”  “There’s no sap, Eddie.”  Eddie’s smile tumbles down. “It’s a movie reference,” he says. “You know, Clark Griswold? ‘Merry Christmas! Shitter’s full!’”  Buck shakes his head, puckering his nose at Eddie’s horrid impression. “I don’t get it.”  He sighs. “Yeah, I know, and that’s terrible,” he mutters, adding another tally on the list in his head of the reasons he doesn’t like the Buckley parents. It’s a Christmas classic. “We’re going to fix that soon, though, so don’t worry that pretty little head of yours.”  Buck makes a face, shrugs his shoulders, turns back around to inspect the triplets, and—and Eddie can’t take it anymore, okay? He just can’t. He’s all dressed up, and Buck is, too, and they’ve been waiting so long to have this little outing, and he can’t handle seeing Buck not enjoy himself any longer.  “Buck, what’s going on?” he asks, striding forward and reaching for Buck now that he has a hand free. Buck’s fingers are cold, chilled little things that make Eddie wince. He wraps them up as best as he can. 

read the rest on ao3

[lunar-wandering]

anyways new theory: flying bark is waiting for the sixth minute of the sixth episode of season six to reveal Macaque's six ears + the full details of what happened between him and Wukong to us.

[corvid-ae]

the arc of infinity audio commentary (but just the chaotic bits) (part 3)

[m0e-ru]

ive always adored the themes used in prsona games especially how it dictates how deties and their domains or realms look like. id notice theres these animalistic and alien motifs in p3. like the feathers and plumes of corvids as they're associated with death. the moon??

and more humanoid appearances with p4 deities while especially trying to emphasize human concepts to bring out a sort of uneasiness and uncanniness in a person, because youre looking at something youre aware how it should look like if it were "normal". youre presented with figures that are rotting and deformed and burnt alive, but are still flailing their limbs around, or whats left of it. if they have no legs or too much arms, or multiple faces morphed onto their torso or a decaying body contorted in the wrong directions. it's pure horror and they couldve leaned more into that honestly

and when it gets to p5, youre shown how flesh and machine intertwine. how something clearly that is fantasical is also manmade, figuratively and literally. everything's eerily organic while blood rains everywhere and muscles and tendons creep into the environment like weeds growing over the concrete of buildings. yet, there's the rigid geometry that is nowhere near natural, while gears and cogs turn as you climb up stairs that leads to a heaven that's more of a hell and kill god itself.

[a-lonely-tatertot]

Sorry its been how many months of qsmp. 6?!!! Goddam okay smth smth how fast the night changes gonna look at these two and Cry Now

[rezmeiseno]

[prodigaldaughteralice]

I love this ridiculous camp piece of shit

[mistergreatbones]

I refuse to believe Tim only snuck out at night to go to Gotham. He definitely fucked around in the city on weekends and summertime. A bunch of people from Crime Alley to Robinson Park who know him as “the one weird kid” + friends he used to hang out on various playgrounds with as kid.

No kid adventurous enough to decide to sneak out at night in the first place, let alone do any of the shit Tim has done, is gonna be satisfied staying cooped up in a lonely manor.

Also, Tim must love Gotham. He must. Sure, maybe Tim’s obsession with Batman and Robin started with him just wanting to see some cool gymnastics and fights, but Tim absolutely believed Bruce and Dick and Jason were heroes. Else, why would he care about Bruce self destructing? It’s sad to see anyone suffering, especially someone you look up to, but Tim must have been genuinely upset at how Bruce was treating people to try that hard to get Bruce to stop. Tim knew he could get hurt, and he knew he would have to stop Bruce from going too far, but he became Robin anyways. And he kept fighting every day even though he was put through the ringer over and over and over again. Robin can’t just be a job for him. There’s no way he doesn’t love his city…

Sorry I got distracted. What I’m really trying to say is that I think Jason and Tim should keep accidentally having mutual friends from before they were Robins/Waynes.

[starleska]

By the way one type of character that I think slays hard as all hell is the bastard loser whom you can't laugh at because somehow, they have won, and are now a serious threat. I mean like,,,,characters who, for example, manage to overtake a place only after about 400 years of constant attempts at overtaking the place (and after getting their ass kicked by the population of the place so hard for so long that they had to change their name). Like that's such a losr thing, this character has lost over and over and over, really badly, but they're on the top now, somehow, so you can't really laugh.

Just,,,characters who are losers but only when you see past the surface facade of their success

so...

Adam's got you down bad, huh? 😉