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Was the internet a thing throughout your whole life?
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Javi Gutierrez • The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
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What's happening with the new Chip n Dale film? Well... uh... Dobby's modelling for Gucci, ugly live-action Sonic comes in on an FBI helicopter, and it's implied the Paw Patrol dogs bit a cop's balls so hard he's now infertile.
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Did you hear what happened to that little guy, Flounder? When he fell behind on krill payments?
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thinking again about jon bernthal talking about karen and frank’s relationship and saying he wished the whole show could be that......
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The Shanghai GP is on fire 🔥(literally)
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it's not that I need a quiet day or a day off exactly; it's that I need a pocket of time that exists entirely outside of linear time as we know it that would allow me to get things done without time passing in the real world, and frankly, I don't think that's too much to ask.
#me rn#what do you mean i cannto work and study and volunteer at two different places and have my small business and socialize and have hobbies#i don't think that's fair#i need more hours in the day
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if you've never engaged with a creative art on a regular basis you need to understand that it requires concerted effort to get into "the groove" to make something and every second that it takes to get into that groove causes physical pain, but the only thing worse than doing it is not doing it.
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Every character in The Umbrella Academy:
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Dealing With Executive Dysfunction - A Masterpost
The “getting it done in an unconventional way” method.
The “it’s not cheating to do it the easy way” method.
The “fuck what you’re supposed to do” method.
The “get stuff done while you wait” method.
The “you don’t have to do everything at once” method.
The “it doesn’t have to be permanent to be helpful” method.
The “break the task into smaller steps” method.
The “treat yourself like a pet” method.
The “it doesn’t have to be all or nothing” method.
The “put on a persona” method.
The “act like you’re filming a tutorial” method.
The “you don’t have to do it perfectly” method.
The “wait for a trigger” method.
The “do it for your future self” method.
The “might as well” method.
The “when self discipline doesn’t cut it” method.
The “taking care of yourself to take care of your pet” method.
The “make it easy” method.
The “junebugging” method.
The “just show up” method.
The “accept when you need help” method.
The “make it into a game” method.
The “everything worth doing is worth doing poorly” method.
The “trick yourself” method.
The “break it into even smaller steps” method.
The “let go of should” method.
The “your body is an animal you have to take care of” method.
The “fork theory” method.
The “effectivity over aesthetics” method.
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A very pretty girl just slid into my DMs on Instagram, this has never happened before, usually I'm the one sliding into people's DMs *runs in circles a lil scared but very happy*
#bee talks#we exchanged a couple of likes into each other's stories#will this go anywhere?#tune in next week for an update
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idk how to flirt but i can make things awkward if you're into that
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S1E3
I'm not going to do the whole episode but just some points because this one gives me the FEELS
the flashbacks to Barry's childhood, when Henry tells Barry he didn't want him to visit. The scene of Henry begging Joe to stand up for him. When they talk in Iron Heights and Joe apologizes for not believing Henry's innocence.
I am not kidding I have a tear in my eye from "it doesn't matter that you didn't believe in me because you always believed in my son".
Also, it's a testament to Henry's character how quickly he forgives Joe. Because he is angry, you can see him being mad, because of course he was wrongly convicted, but the moment Joe apologizes all is forgiven because Henry Allen is, fundamentally, a good man.
I do think Barry's parents aren't very nuanced characters, but that could be because we don't see too much of their lives. The role they play in the story is to be the wonderful, loving family that Barry lost. They inspire and motivate the flash. that's who they're supposed to be.
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—The Flash, “Tricksters”
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Why oh why am I obsessed with the idea of Len meeting Henry in prison and hearing stories about little Barry Allen. Thinking about how terrible it must be to have such a loving father locked up for the murder of his own wife. To have him build respect and a friendship with Henry, maybe even offer him a get-out-of-jail-free card when Len plans to break out. Henry says no, of course, because only guilty men run and he couldn't do that to his son. They part as friends and Len always has Henry Allen aka the best father to ever walk the earth in the back of his mind.
So its like a knife to the gut to hear the name of the boy Henry talked about so proudly fall from Cisco's trembling lips.
He almost killed Doc's son. He almost killed Doc's son.
He let Cisco and his brother go while he tried to figure out his next move. Going up against the Flash was thrilling, intoxicating, everything he had ever dreamed of and more, but knowing sweet little Barry Allen was under the mask had him rethinking everything he knew.
Barry Allen, who took on bullies twice his size for other helpless kids. Who loved dinosaurs and singing with his mom in the car. Who held the key to the only happiness Henry had left. He felt sick. He's heard every story Henry could find the time to tell about this boy, this boy who lost his mother in the worst way possible, who spent every day of his life fighting for his father's freedom.
When Mick and Lisa ask what the plan is, when they demand to know the Flash’s identity, Len froze. Stuck between being another heartless villain in an innocent kid's life or being a silent hero and keeping the Doc's kid safe from the likes of himself and his family.
In the end, it's the start of his undoing. Choosing the role of silent hero in that moment, keeping Barry safe and alive, agreeing to their deal, playing his part all while making sure nothing happened to this broken boy.
When his chance to be a real hero comes along, he doesn't go see Barry or Lisa. He headed to a little cabin in the middle of nowhere and knocked on the door with a bottle of scotch in one hand.
Henry looked different on the outside, his face lighter, tanner. The prison jumpsuit Len had become familiar with was replaced by loose jeans and a flannel shirt.
"Long time no see Doc, mind if I come in?" Len offered out the bottle, stepping over the threshold when Henry accepted it with a small nod.
"As long as you leave any weapons at the door, you'll always be welcome here, Leonard."
"Even after I shot your son?" Len questioned, tilting his head when Henry let out a deep sigh at his words.
"So you do know." Henry muttered, setting the bottle down on the kitchen table and pushing a chair out for Len to have a seat before he headed to the cabinet for two glasses.
"He didn't tell you?" Len asked as he took a seat at the small wooden table pushed against the kitchen wall.
"There's a lot of things my son doesn't tell me about his other job, for my own protection." Henry said as he joined him at the table, pouring them each a generous portion of the scotch.
"That why you moved all the way out here? All you ever talked about was getting to spend time with your son again, Doc. Why aren't you?" Len palmed his glass as he awaited Henry's answer, sliding a finger over the smooth surface of the rim. Henry took a slow drink, his eyes growing sad and distant as he stared down into the honey-colored liquor.
"Barry has a life, a great life that he does a lot of good in. I don't really think I fit into that life."
"Maybe not this time around, but what if I told you I could change that?"
Henry looked up at Len's cryptic words, searching eyes dancing and a thoughtful frown pulling on his mouth.
"Why are you here, Leonard?"
"I've been offered an exciting opportunity, one where I can make some real changes in the world." If he played his cards right he could change things to play in both of their favors. "I believe you and I deserve more than the hand we were dealt. I think Barry deserves to have his father in his life, I think I deserve not to."
"Leonard, why are you here?" Henry asked again.
"To say goodbye." Len paused, thinking about why exactly he was sitting here. "To thank you, I guess."
"For what?"
"Too much, so let's just keep it at a thank you."
"Leonard-"
"I'll see you around Doc, take care of yourself." Len knocked his knuckles against the surface of the table as he stood, heading towards the door with Henry following close at his heels.
"Leonard, what are you going to do?"
Len is already at the door, one hand on the doorknob and a secretive smirk dancing on his lips.
"Nothing you need to worry about Doc, and if you see your son, tell him...tell him I'm taking his advice."
"Advise about what?"
Len pulled the door open, casting a small, hopeful smile back at his old friend.
"See you in the next life, Henry."
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kastle gift exchange gift for @heartonfirewrites 💗💗
through an open window
Sometimes it’s soft.
Sometimes the sounds of Hell’s Kitchen drift up gently from the streets, as if floating in through the open window on a light breeze. Little kids laughing over each other while they run around outside on the sidewalks and taxi engines humming in rhythm. Sometimes there’s a tinkering from the kitchen, as Frank hovers over a hot pot on the stove, stirring sauce in his intense concentration that he’s so used to placing on things far more dangerous and deadly. Blood and gunfire and bruises and anger. So much anger that he’s drowning on it and she’s drowning with him.
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