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smashpages · 1 year

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The Reuben Award: NCS announces nominees for Cartoonist of the Year

The winner will be revealed in September.

#reuben awards #reuben award #national cartoonists society #bone #zippy the pinhead #wallace the brave #rhymes with orange #mark tatulli #jeff smith #bill griffith #will henry #hilary b. price #comic strips #comic books

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pixeldoodles · 3 months

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Guys Price Tag and Book’s ship name should be Barnes and Nobles.

#Get it? Cus it’s a bookstore?#and the books have prices?#heh heh… I’m hilarious/s #shitpost #bfdi #battle for dream island #bfb #tpot #battle for bfb #pricebook #price tag tpot #price tag bfdi #book bfb #bfb book #bfdi book #b

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savrenim · 9 months

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the worst bit about being Super Excited about a new original project is, like. the knowledge that. at best. people aren't going to see it for a year and a half to two years. and that it's really hard to go "hey trust me I'm going to have something so cool in like two years so please stick around now"

#my life #writing #and honestly that would be if I had time to legit work on it every day or at least on a solid weekly basis #which I. am not really sure that I will.#given that (a) I have a bunch of open projects including open original projects that I also need to be working on #but more importantly (b) right now my financial situation is such that if given the choice between working overtime and writing #I *NEED* to choose overtime #and will continue to need to choose overtime for the forseeable future #quite possibly years of the forseeable future #really REALLY wish I was making enough money off of writing right now for it to be a regular thing in my life #the hilarious catch 22 of it all is that I don't really have a chance of making maybe some actual money off of writing #until I'm actually publishing original works #and I don't have time to work on original works bc everyone who is currently following me for writing cares about my fanfiction #hence what little time I have is going to that #leaving me unable to finish my original works and maybe turn this into enough of a career that I can do it as much as I want to #(although also who am I kidding my game plan is still publish all my original works for free / 'choose your own price')#(just kind of. mildly hoping. that enough people might like the thing to choose an average ebook price)#(and the money all works out)#just like. hnnng. I know I shouldn't complain bc I do have a solid job that pays well #I just have a household with a bunch of people relying on me for income and a bunch of moving expenses to pay off #and Actual Human Babies on the horizon #and a bunch of responsibilities to people who aren't me and I don't Regret it but every once in a while I stare #at the things I could be doing and wish that I didn't have to choose Responsibilities over Writing #(this is brought to you by The Heart And The Heartless being so fucking cool)

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diejager · 3 months

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just thought of something really funny for the monster cod au. what if reader has a small emotional support dog, and reader is just kissing, cuddling and saying “i love you”s to the dog. do you think the animal hybrids would get jealous of the dog bc of their animal instincts?

Cw: jealousy, tell me if I missed any.

You came with a K9, a big Shepherd and collie mix that you took in after you completed you medic training, a little friend you trained and spent your time with. You two were a package deal, the Task Force wouldn’t have you without Milo, and vice versa. You were assured by Laswell that they didn’t mind K9s in the TF, it was a welcome sight to have an actual dog rather than a hybrid or monster. You took it with stride, Milo by your side at all times and they were never bothered by it, how protective he was of you and how much attention you gave him, but you hadn’t expected to see some grow… jealous of Milo.

You watched Soap and König especially turn green with envy, their burning glare shot towards you fury friend when you kissed his nose and praised him for being such a good boy. He truly was, your loyal and affectionate companion that you nurtured since he was a pup, fighting side by side with you when you were on the field. Soap - sweet Johnny - would shift more often, throwing himself at you whenever you were walking Milo. Rather than simply walking a dog, you walked a dog and a werewolf, a jealous and drooling werewolf that kept rubbing his side against yours, panting and growling out words that you didn’t understand. It was hilarious, seeing how jealousy made Johnny act, his tongue lolling out to lick over your cheek, demanding kisses and praises with his wide and gleaming eyes after you gave them to Milo.

König was as unsubtle about it as Soap was, voicing his envy with nonverbal cues for affection. He would trail behind you, his broad figure so quiet, and tugged at your shirt, mumbling incoherent words until you gave him you attention. He’d stare you down, fluttering his lashes for compliments, whether they were teasing ones or loving ones, he took all and anything you gave him. It was rather… König was less eager than Soap was with praises, but he was more stubborn with it, silent demands and needs for the occasional praise or words of affirmation that you still loved him.

Ghost and Horangi never showed a sign of discontent about the amount of love you gave Milo, but they did towards Soap and König’s unabashed need for it, some slight disgust and growls, snarling at the other for something you truly didn’t understand. Price and Alejandro were… they found enjoyment in your sticky situation, you caught them throwing you a mean grin when you passed them with either Soap, König or both of them stalking behind you. You remembered them calling Soap and König lost pups with heart eyes.

Then there was Gaz and Rudy, godsends, the gentle but logical figures of the team, they would step in to redirect Soap or König’s attention towards them to let you go about your day. If Johnny followed you around, a big wolf drooling all over the floor, scaring others away, Rudy would send his cadejos to herd the big wolf back. If König became your third shadow, his giant figure looming over you and making everyone hesitant to seek your help when they needed needed it, Gaz was there to offer to cuddle up in the couch and let König run his fingers through his wings.

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dante-mightdie · 6 months

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omg imagine the 141 smokings cigs and cigars after a stressful mission. maybe drinking a glass or two of their choice liquor. and reader just pulls up with the most obnoxious vape ever.

i love the idea of these buff manly military guys grr👹 smoking and just with full confidence pulling up with a rainbow gummy bear surprise cloud of vapor (mb if this is like shitty english not my first language)

reading this ask as i'm laying in bed hitting my vape is hilarious to me

the way the whole group would go dead silent when you pull it out, the sound of the vape crackling as you take a pull is the only sound in the room

simon nearly throws the thing across the room everytime a cloud of strawberry lemonade flavored vapor hits his nostrils, the smoke clouding his vision

"'m gonna shove that vape up your fuckin' arse in a minute, sergeant." he growls, flicking his cigarette onto the floor and stomping off

price is such a pretentious prick about smoking. scoffs if you offer him a cigarette that's not a B&H blue

but when he sees the vape, he honestly considers writing you up. absolutely does not respect vapes nor does he respect anyone that smokes them

"you lot and these fuckin' vapes. can't handle being an actual smoker?"

soap and gaz don't actually care all that much. they'd probably actually hit it if no one else was around. however, they do think they look silly

gaz has absolutely recorded you ripping apart the bed you just made to military standard when you can't find the little flavored nicotine stick

soap will ask for it if he gets drunk enough and there's no cigarettes available

"gimme tha' little fuckin- that bloody thing ye smoke. smells like cherries... fuckin' legend." he grins once he finally has something to satisfy the cravings, even if it is a fruity little vape

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hopeymchope · 1 year

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Oh GOD the fiendish David Zaslav is rebooting Harry Potter with a new "extremely faithful" adaption of the seven books. J.K. TERFling is heavily involved, she's executive producing, and they've made a TEN-YEAR COMMITMENT already.

Five Rapid-Fire Thoughts I Had in Reaction to This News:

Fuck Zaslav. (Btw, did I mention that — after deleting half of HBO Max's original content — Zaslav has now announced a price hike to the newly christened "MAX" service? As if giving a shitload of money to the planet's most notable TERF wasn't enough fuckery. FUCK that fucking shitheel.)

See below.

3. All y'all who were like "Boycott Hogwart's Legacy or You're Automatically a Terrible Person" or whatever because Rowling was going to make like a 1% royalty off of that game had GODDAMN BETTER boycott HBO MAX (....uh, sorry, it's just "MAX" now, I keep forgetting bc that name sucks — "HBO MAX" wasn't all that good a name to begin with IMO, but now it's worse) from here on out. YES, I know it's harder to boycott an entire streaming service that may contain OTHER content you want, but c'mon now, just bootleg anything you want off MAX in the future. (I'll help! I will send you a link or whatever if you need assistance. Message me. It's cool.) Because this is going to make her SO MUCH MORE MONEY due to involving her FAR MORE DIRECTLY. FUCK. WHY. Why did they fucking do this.

4. There are so many things in the books that are either A) poorly explained workarounds for continuity/logic issues or B) extremely problematic that the movies were actually BETTER for ignoring them. Can't wait to see the scene where every single known Time-Turner gets accidentally broken shortly after Prisoner of Azkaban in order to ensure the characters can never use time travel to fix their problems again! SUPER excited for the plotline where Hermione has to learn that she's silly and wrong for trying to free slaves because the slaves are fucking happier being enslaved! OH BOY!

5. God, a ten-year production commitment UP FRONT. I hope they lose so much money on this stupid-ass project that they wind up dragging their feet to produce future seasons for so long that the contract runs out before they've gotten farther than like, the third novel, and then it just dies on the vine. Would be HILARIOUS.

#harry potter #wizarding world #fuck david zaslav #j.k. rowling #there's a reason her initials are “JK”#it's because her existence is a fucking joke #jk rowling #anti-jkr #hbo max #streaming services #fuck zaslav #david zaslav #hogwart's legacy

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marsmarbles · 5 months

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What do you mean by when you say that their theme is food chain

Do they each choose a chain to base there individual skins on or start a restaurant together

If they start a restaurant I headcanon that it would be funny if they sucked at it because they’re food is bad and the restaurant has health violations everywhere

I think they would have individual food items they provide and no one wants

Jimmy = a cod and two breads used to make fish sandwiches (jimmy was the cod father who was a fish and he was a bad boy who grew bread)

Big b= he makes cookies which is the the only food that is appetizing ( but they cost a diamond so they would probably sell a lot of them if only they would lower the price)

Bdubs=salads because he has a moss theme it’s just moss

Fwhip = would probably be in charge of cooking stuff with a very badly placed fire that causes him to burns himself and the food constantly

They get made fun of for how bad there food and their costumer service is also for how nobody wants to eat there food

Their designs are all just animal/organism themed(I say organism cuz Bdubs is a plant). But yes they do have a restaurant and your headcanons are hilarious nonetheless. They mostly sell baked goods like bread, cookies, cakes, and pumpkin pies.

#mars ask #chained life au

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what-eats-owls · 7 months

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As promised, the FAQ for The Fallow Year! Text version below cut:

How does the math work?

For non-math girlies: the more people preorder at independent bookstores, the faster the stories will be released. For the fellow human spreadsheets: imagine two fundraising thermometers, one for preorders overall, and one for indie store preorders. Each one has a goal for first story, second, third, etc., and once one of them clears that goal, the story gets posted. So the first story will be released once we clear either 100 indie preorders, or 200 preorders overall. Fast forward a bit: the seventh story will be released when we clear either 700 cumulative indie preorders, OR 1400 preorders overall.

What qualifies as an independent bookstore?

No big nationwide chains/corporations like Amazon, B&N, Half-Price Books, Waterstones, Target, etc., Small local chains/stores will count. So will Bookshop dot org orders, but most indie stores can and will take online orders and ship to you.

What if we don’t clear all the goals?

That’ll sure be embarrassing for me! But really, if that happens, I’ll release whatever stories we have left…the day before Holy Terrors comes out.

Can you still read HT without reading these?

Yes. TFY previews a couple things that show up in HT, but you can skip them and be fine.

What if I’m waiting for a special edition/it’s not available in my country yet?

That’s okay! I suspect this campaign is going to slow down after the initial flurry, so later preorders will come in handy then.

Is this the only preorder campaign?

It’s too early to talk preorder campaigns with my publishers, but hold onto those receipts!

Is each story in multiple POVs?

One POV per story, and it alternates; about a month passes between each too. Emeric will start us off on the morning of May 1st, then the second story will shift to Vanja in June.

Why AO3?

Low barrier of entry plus ease of use. Anyone can read the posts with or without an account, there’s no character limit, and let’s be real: it’s kind of hilarious.

If you have any other questions, feel free to send them in, and I’ll get to them as I can!

#little thieves #painted devils #holy terrors #the fallow year #the mortifying ordeal of video content

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theanticool · 8 months

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Wanted to ask ur opinion on the ufc officaily cutting ties with USADA so Conor is allowed to fight at the beginning of the year

Lol. You’ve seen him on the salads. You’ve seen him on the steaks. Now you’re going to see him on the juice.

Dana realized after the Hunt lawsuit he can’t be legally incriminated for juicing and found another price to cut. It’s so nakedly corrupt and stupid. I don’t like usada and honestly juicing isn’t one of my big issues with the sport but bending on a long held principle because one guy, no matter how popular and profitable, can’t stop using T is fucking hilarious. If I’m a fighter who had to get off TRT back in the day or had to sit out 2-4 years because my ADHD meds were banned, I’d be pissed.

Worth mentioning that the UFC includes USADA with their “fighter expenses” part of their revenue so the percentage that “goes to the fighters” is actually going to go down.

#ufc #mma #usada #news

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thewitchandtheassassin · 1 year

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The Dumbass Award Goes To... (Yelena Belova x Reader)

Summary: Reader makes a mistake... and pays the price :)

Words: 1485

Warnings: Language? Pranks.

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-X-

You should’ve known starting a prank war with your girlfriend – a former assassin turned spy with a sister who was considered one of the greatest spies of all time – was a terrible plan but your love for walking the line between dangerously stupid and harmless negligence overruled the little voice in your head.

The same voice reminding you why was going to end badly, fabricating a mental PowerPoint of every single way this could blow up in your face. But you were notoriously famous for ignoring the concerns presented to you…

Why would this be any different?

-X-

Prank One:

Tucked into the passenger seat of Yelena’s car, you hummed absently as the bright New York lights blurred around you. Fond of the new Charger her sister had procured for her, she’d been driving everywhere recently (which, to be fair, you didn’t mind because being a passenger was far more enjoyable than being tasked with keeping you both alive) so you were simply studying the city that never seemed to truly sleep.

Your hums fell quiet as an odd noise reached your ears, watching Yelena perk up at the unexpected sound from the corner of your eye. It was subtle but grew louder as the car picked up speed, the strange whistling echoing up from beneath the engine block.

“What the hell?” Yelena mumbled, easing her foot from the gas. It became softer, but it was still evidently there. “This cannot be happening.”

The noise remained for a mile or two more before the frustrated blonde was pulling into an empty parking lot and throwing the car into park. Hopping out of the car, she was swift in examining the front of her gift. Nothing seemed out of place and all she could hear now was the soft grumble of her engine, but she still crouched down and carefully inspected the space below the hood. She knew to be careful, having disarmed – and planted – plenty of car bombs throughout her time with the Red Room.

You watched with amusement as Yelena popped back into view suddenly, eyes narrowed as she stared at you through the windshield. Clutched tight in her grasp was a metal harmonica, the same one you’d shown her a few days ago after your impromptu shopping trip with Kate, presenting it like a proud penguin offering its mate a stone.

“That was not funny,” she grunted, words muffled by the glass separating you. “Do not mess with my car, malishka.”

Smirking, you shrugged.

I thought it was hilarious.

-X-

Prank Two:

Teeth digging into her lip, Yelena’s brows were furrowed with concentration as deft fingers scribbled notes into the never-ending mound of paperwork settled on her desk. She was pretty certain some of Natasha’s work had “magically” worked its way into hers but as the words began to blend together on the sheet before her, she didn’t really care.

Buzz.

Sighing, Yelena blindly reached for her phone and glanced at the screen. Blinking slowly at the text, she briefly wondered if the paperwork had driven her insane.

Aardvark: an African mammal with a large…

Head tilting in bewilderment, Yelena didn’t know how to react. The message had come from an unknown number, simply a string of six random numbers, as if she’d subscribed to a random service but she couldn’t think of a single reason she’d receive a dictionary definition…?

Setting her phone back down, her attention fell back upon her work but her mind continuously wandered back to the strange message. She doubted it was a trap or a cry for help, but in her line of work, she could never be too sure.

An hour later (a wasted hour, honestly), she finally managed to return her full attention to the report at hand but as she was finishing the longest paragraph of her life…

Buzz.

Her head snapped back in the direction of her phone and she carefully lifted it, both concerned and annoyed by the interruption.

Fortnight: a period of two weeks.

And as another hour past, it happened again…

Shaggy: having or covered with long, rough, and messy hair.

And again…

Carrot: a long, pointed orange root eaten as a vegetable.

Concentration utterly destroyed, Yelena couldn’t stop staring at her phone, completely baffled by the current string of messages arriving hourly. But only minutes later, a different message appeared in the thread and her head slammed onto the desk.

Thank you, Yelena, for subscribing to HourlyDefinitions. Please note that you are subscribed for the next six months to receive hourly definitions from dictionaries around the world. You may change the frequency on our website using your username and password at any time. We hope you enjoy!

“I am going to kill her.”

-X-

Prank Three:

Wiping the sweat from her brow, Yelena stumbled exhaustedly into the kitchen. Training with Natasha always left her aching, her limbs limp and noodle-y (she blamed you for that description). She was planning to half-heartedly conjure up a snack and a drink before venturing into your shared bedroom in hopes of feeding her growling stomach before passing out for an hour or two.

Opening the refrigerator door, she froze. Every single item stationed within the fridge was staring back at her, though a few were lazy and lingering on her feet. There had to be at least a hundred pairs of eyes, each one placed primly on the packaging of food and drink alike.

“How did she get so many googly eyes?!”

-X-

Prank Four:

“…(Y/N), Chewbacca is calling me again. If you do not tell him to stop, I will hunt him down and remove his vocal chords… no, I am not joking.”

Prank Five:

Accepting the letter Natasha had delivered to her from the weekly mail pile sitting mostly untouched in the common area, Yelena rolled her eyes playfully at the structured yet sloppy handwriting scrawled across the envelope. Tony was notorious for sending invitations to his parties despite everyone living within the same confines so it was no surprise to receive yet another one from the billionaire.

Carefully slicing the envelope, Yelena snorted at the ridiculously fancy – albeit boring – front of the invitation. It was simply her name in his awkward scribble and she tugged it from its temporary home. Flipping it open, her smile fell away as her eyes widened in horror.

Glitter rained from the card.

All over the floor.

Of her office.

Blue and pink sparkles glittered about in a waterfall of misery and mess, standing bright against the dark carpet beneath her desk as they fell upon it because of course she’d trusted him and hadn’t thought to stand any other place in the office.

On the invitation, there was a simple: sorry, kid.

That was it. The proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back. If you were hellbent on playing this game with her, so be it. You were her girlfriend but now you were also her enemy.

-X-

Strolling into the kitchen, your mouth began to water at the sweet smell of cooked caramel that wafted throughout the space. Yelena and Wanda were huddled around the prettiest colored apples you’d ever seen, each one shiny with newly dipped caramel. Wanda didn’t often make them but as the weather became colder, she’d occasionally surprise you all with the divine treat.

Yelena often enjoyed cooking with the Sokovian, bonding over trauma and delicious food. She wasn’t a five-star chef by any means but Wanda had taught her plenty over the last few months and you were just happy she was happy.

Catching sight of you, Yelena beamed up at you.

“(Y/N)! You are just in time. Kate Bishop keeps trying to steal the apple I made for you but I have protected it with my life,” she announced proudly, accent thick with glee at the thought of her perfectly crafted gift. “Take it before she does because she has very grabby hands and her sad puppy look is draining.”

Greedily accepting the sweet treat, you carefully lifted the delight to your lips, keeping the wooden skewer holding it upright somewhat secure so it wouldn’t break under the sudden shift. Sinking your teeth through the coating and into the treat, you contentedly chewed the decent chunk you’d managed to secure before your mouth fell open in disgust and betrayal.

Dropping the offending candied ball of lies, you hurried over to the sink, spitting out the remains and desperately attempting to wash the taste from your tongue. You briefly considered pouring soap into your mouth but decided that was too dramatic, even for you.

“What?” Yelena questioned innocently, snagging off a piece of her own apple and munching on it cheerfully. “Do you not like caramel onions?”

Gagging into the sink, you shot your smug girlfriend a weak glare before continuing your quest to rid your mouth of the flavor.

Maybe you should’ve watched that PowerPoint after all.

#yelena belova imagine #yelena belova x reader #black widow imagine #marvel cinematic universe #marvel imagine #mcu imagine #MCU fanfiction #avengers imagine #the avengers imagine

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whattraintracks · 5 days

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Touch and Go

anti-mutant panic following an alien invasion? who'd've thunk

here comes Mikey looking for some cartoons, or maybe just attention

aww Leatherhead plays along with Mikey's antics

oop and then he gets pissed

"it's his secret mutant power" lol

I'd tell Donnie to be nice but Mikey looks very proud about this

not even five minutes in and everybody's Mikey-bashing

oh gosh April and Casey are fast approaching unbearable territory

Raph is very offended that only Casey was thanked for helping with the shop

what is vegetarian chopped liver? this feels like the kind of inside joke when someone in the group is vegetarian/vegan

Leo trying to imitate Raph (or anyone for that matter) is hilarious (he's not very good at it)

ah the Mssrs Touch and Go I've heard about these guys

focusing makes Mikey hungry

honestly same

Mike is getting verbally and physically pummeled today

Raph talks a big game about being faster than Leo

slight problem

Leo is, in fact, faster than him

20 bucks Leo keeps shouting lame insults (snail boy pfft) behind him after Raph takes off for his shortcut

could be why he's so annoyed when he gets back to the lair and Raph's not there! he's a little embarrassed

"man, I'm good" and "like a boss" and "I'm awesome"

Raphs are their own biggest hype man and I love that for them

he's so polite, he can't not introduce himself

the woman the myth the legend, Mrs. Morrison!

Raph looks so flabbergasted, this is adorable

Mrs. Morrison, who most certainly knows something is up with this kid who has scaley three-fingered hands and a shell, laughs and then slams the door in the angry mob's face

Mikey, who has an idea: gasp! I'm using my brain!

Splinter, concerned, in pain, and skeptical: are you though?

the plan is "fake our deaths"

classic

the animators really wanted you to know that Leo was annoyed about Raph not making it back to the lair

'great. he's in trouble'

cut to Raph having a tea party with an old blind lady and her cat

always hilarious to me when the theme is played after a quip

oh yeah, your theme? the musical motif for the entire show? we also use it to indicate irony about your whole turtle situation

"maybe you could stop by again, Raphael...we'd love to have you"

"really?" 🥺

cries in Good Kid from The Lightning Thief: The Percy Jackson Musical

(no one asks me, Raphy how'd you like to come round and stay?)

room service~

Mike has such a gremlin laugh

this is the kind of kick-butt Michelangelo content I need in my life

Mikey: dad! dad! I had so many ideas!

Splinter: spirits help us

"832 consecutive days of Chinese take-out!"

this is such a specific number

which means a) Mikey is like me and throws out random numbers for fun (my go-tos are 12 or a string of three to five random digits depending on what seems more appropriate which makes it sound like I know what I'm talking about when I do not)

or b) he did some kind of back-of-the-envelope math by counting out enough of the money and knowing the price of their usual Chinese take-out order to make a solid estimate

#okay yeah this was probably one of my favorite episodes so far #it's got leo and raph banter mikey kicking butt raph hanging out with mrs. m one on one time between mikey and splinter #it's perfect #tmnt 2003 #tmnt #whattrainofthought #all aboard the live blog

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ilove-masked-men · 7 months

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141 WIZARDING AU????? Yes

A/n: thanks to my friend for talking about Harry Potter and making me think of this on call

GAZ ~

He REEKS if Ravenclaw if you disagree argue with a WALL

He's friends with everyone from everywhere but he doesn't get into a lot of trouble just keeps his head down and works but not in a nerdy way

Got asked to the yule ball like five times be fr , went with someone who nobody expected

Lost his virginity on the yule ball night aswel like PLEASE

PRICE ~

Works for Griffindor house but is the Forbidden Forest keeper in his lil shack

Everyone loves him , if you hate him you get shunned by the whole student body

On Halloween he puts a bucket outside his shack gull of candy with a note saying 'take one'

Loves tea (felt I needed to say this)

He went with the executive head of school to the yule ball (as friends he says ((deffo secretly in live with her uts so obvious))

SOAP ~

My man SCREAMS hufflepuff LIKE BRO

He barely passed his tests let's be real , copied off everyone next to him

Everyone likes him, teachers hate him, price thinks he's hilarious

He got asked a few times to the yule ball but went with Ghost (no not as friends)

GHOST ~

I can't decide whether he's Griffindor or Slytherin... or Ravenclaw for that matter... IDK HE'S ONE OF THE ABOVE

Passed with super high grades, would study with Soap and Gaz , soap did bollocks but Gaz and Ghost got good notes in and Soao quickly scribbled to copy them

Will sneak out to talk to Price without the group every now and then because he likes the calmness in his voice

Surprisingly got asked to the yule ball by one of the most popular girls and didn't know what to say (soap spoke for him)

Shot glares to anyone who looked at him or soap weirdly

MINI FIC OF THIS IDEA v

Ghost, Gaz and Soap all had letters in their hands, talking as they made their way across the lawn, passed the whomping willow and to Price's hut.

"You got em? C'mon open 'er up!" Price spoke as the three walked in. They were getting their grades for this year.

Soap hesitantly opened the letter and pulled out the sheet inside. "Uh... uh... oh my god! C's and a B-! I passed!" Soap said with a relieved sigh.

"Really? Good job mate." Ghost was quick to applaud as he opened his sheet. "I got B's and A's." He said with a small smile.

"Uh- gosh- I'm scared.." Gaz said with a gulp as he opened his and his eyes scanned the sheet. "No way... all A's! A few minuses but their still A's." He said with a smile.

"Those 're me boys!" He said high-fiving them all and chuckling. "Now, what's goo'in on eith yous lot and tha yule ball?" He asked eagerly.

"I'm going with Ghost!" Soap quickly chimed and chuckled leaning his head on his shoulder.

"I'm going with Luna." Gaz told him with a small grin. "Lovegood." He added.

"You better not abandon us." Ghost said with a chuckle playfully.

"I might.." He muttered with a blush.

#cod #call of duty modern warfare #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #cod mwf2 #simon ghost riley #cod fanfic #john soap mactavish #cod headcanons #captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #harry potter #wizarding world #wizarding au

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donnerpartyofone · 4 months

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We can all agree that pedestalizing people is bad for various obvious reasons, but I think a lesser-discussed subtext of this behavior is the implication that the pedestalized person gains caretaking responsibility as a natural consequence of their alleged superiority. Put differently: If you get turned into Superman, it becomes your job to save people.

I have a dear old friend who has a bad habit of idealizing people. It starts out as sweet and flattering, then it becomes kind of overbearing--any kind of distorted perception of oneself becomes burdensome even if it's positive--and then eventually she starts making noises to the tune of "Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope!" Like if you accept that you're her hero, the expectation is that you have to do what a hero does, and suddenly you have all these chores and favors and stuff lined up that are not really great for the friendship. In the case of my friend the behavior is not consciously manipulative; anyone will tell you that she's not, like, a bad person. She's just deep into this idea that somewhere out there is someone who can fix all her problems for her, she's really not into resolving things on her own. She's a classic self-help addict (could use more emphasis on the "self" part imho) and, hilariously, she has been "fired" by more than one phone psychic who she wouldn't stop calling. Like those people chose to stop taking her money in order to push her out of the proverbial nest. And of course, like a lot of people with this disposition, she doesn't actually take the advice she's given, just does whatever she wants instead...and then comes back in short order to ask for more advice.

Perhaps ironically, she is a very talented and energetic person who actually CAN do a lot on her own, and a few years ago she started writing a fun, quirky, topical book that we all agreed was a great idea and might actually make money. In a moment of epic stupidity, I offered to give her "friendly feedback" whenever she wanted a reader. Soon I was embroiled in a weeks-long argument about how she could pay me even though I didn't want money, and then when I named a price she couldn't pay it, and if I lowballed her she'd say that was "unfair" to me and my supposedly valuable services, and eventually I had to have this like meeting with her at a neutral location that was mediated by her ex-girlfriend to find some kind of rational end to the conversation. That's how I became her editor, even though as I frequently and forcefully reminded her I am most certainly not an editor and have none of the necessary skills or education other than the ability to read; all I ever offered was the "friendly feedback" thing and suddenly I wound up in this nightmare business relationship that was predicated on her delusions about how I'm the smartest bestest writer in the whole wide universe and I simply must save her poor little book project or it will perish.

It wasn't long before I was getting these late night phone calls telling me I was doing a bad job because I had to be "REALLY BRUTAL" and "TEAR IT APART" and she couldn't figure out why I wasn't doing that. I reminded her over and over that I'm not a real editor and I'm doing only what I am capable of doing and I'm certainly not being dishonest with her, which was the unpleasant subtext. If she's unhappy she should get a real editor, or at least a lit student who could use the pocket change. Then one day she changed her tune and told me I had actually edited her book so hard that it completely removed her personal voice from the text, and she was forced to start the whole thing over from scratch. I was deeply relieved.

...but of course, I've never stopped hearing about it. Once a year or so she comes around to remind me of what a totally radical job I did awesomely editing her super book, and don't I want to come back and finish it with her? I make a civil reminder of the fact that actually she was totally unhappy with everything I did on the book, and I don't think it's a good idea for us to work on it anymore. The response is always something like "hahaha i dont remember that LOL" (I think she really doesn't!), and I just have to back away slowly. This is not even the most fraught thing she's involved me in; hopefully I will not get started on the time I agreed to pick her up from a minor outpatient procedure, which transformed from a simple favor into a plan for an elaborate slumber party in a hotel featuring more and more people including her crazy mother who she was in a vicious fight with...while I just tried for weeks and weeks to get her to tell me where and when the procedure was happening so I knew when to pick her up. And I never even found out the answer after all, somebody else took care of it in the end, for some reason.

Anyway I'm typing all this out now because It Is Happening Again, she's trying to rope me back into the book thing which she somehow remembers as this great experience, and she wants "a friend, not some stranger" to help her finish it. And I'm trying to figure out if I should a) remind her yet again that she was very unhappy with my work on the book, and I am not a real editor, and maybe "some stranger" would be really great for her because the situation will be more professional and there won't be any impact on any of her personal relationships, or b) just tell her I don't have time, good luck! I kind of feel like being more explicit with her might give her a much-needed wake-up call about how she's been mixing business with pleasure, to her own detriment. I also feel like it would be the more respectful thing to do, to treat her like an adult who can hear something tough and make a rational choice with that information. But on the other hand maybe this is a good time to set a boundary and NOT act like it's my job to help and guide and save her, even if it's just with tough love this time. Ugh!

PS There's actually a secondary component to this which is that she's a hairdresser, and that's how I originally befriended her. She's intensely affectionate and emotional, but she's also a huge flake and I almost never get to see her if it isn't for an appointment--which she often has to reschedule several times anyway. A little while ago I told her I need to grow my hair out and save money and she panicked, seeming to realize that if she has to make actual social plans she won't be able to stick to them. So her way around this appears to be getting me back into a business relationship where we're trading haircuts for editing, and I don't want to do any of it. I just want her to like be normal with me, but that is entirely too much to ask of some people.

#complaints dept

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violetspark14 · 8 months

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day 21 • prophet

saw tbom again yesterday and id like to report that a. blair gibson is INCREDIBLE as price and b. the joseph smith death scene is still hilarious

#my art #bomtober23 #the book of mormon #joseph smith #kevin price #elder price #arnold cunningham #elder cunningham

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horizon-verizon · 3 months

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Anne Boleyn and Alicent (either in F&B or HOTD) are NOTHING alike. Anne disrupted social order. Alicent represents the status quo. Anne is an “heretic” and a “whore”, Alicent represents order, tradition, conservatism. Anne is the most influential and important queen consort England has ever had and changed the country forever. No one mentions Alicent when they talk about the Dance of the Dragons.

“Anne Boleyn is one of the most controversial women in English history; we argue over her, we pity and admire and revile her, we reinvent her in every generation. She takes on the colour of our fantasies and is shaped by our preoccupations: witch, bitch, feminist, sexual temptress, cold opportunist. She is a real woman who has acquired an archetypal status and force, and one who patrols the nightmares of good wives; she is the guilt-free predator, the man-stealer, the woman who sets out her sexual wares and extorts a fantastic price. She is also the mistress who, by marrying her lover, creates a job vacancy. Her rise is glittering, her fall sordid. God pays her out. The dead take revenge on the living. The moral order is reasserted.”

https://href.li/?https://www.theguardian.com/books/2012/may/11/hilary-mantel-on-anne-boleyn

Anon's talking about this post.

This is an interesting way to talk about it. Thanks, anon.

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Lol watched Book of Mormon (and hoo boy possibly actually one of my faves I've watched on stage. Plot is average at best but the goddamn choreo and the lights- the act 1 finale? I digress) thoughts

You can never go home again, or more accurately, You can never go to Orlando again. Anyway Price probably needs a few years to resort his head and life before he can go to Orlando and appreciate it because currently I don't think he can seperate what he wants (needs) Orlando to be from what Orlando actually is...

Orlando and Salt Lake City are the same in the sense that neither of them actually exist and they're metaphors (ignoring the fact that they do, both exist). Both Nabalungi and Price songs about their favourite fictional (real) real (fictional) place are kinda tragic because it reveals the things they view about the world as fact. Hence why this place is so special. Yes comparing Price's pretty first world problems with Nabalung's concerns is a bit of a stretch but also it kind is the same thematically.

I do hope Nabalungi can get what she wants from Salt Lake City though, although not necessarily in Salt Lake city idc.

The vibe I had in the interval was that it was possible out of district 9 Price is the only one to have actually read the Book of Mormon, cover to cover. Cunningham explictly hasn't, the conversation about "latter days" made me wonder if the other mormons only kinda read it which-

leads onto my thinking that like Price's relationship with Mormonism is, in many ways, more academic/clinical. Like he's got that kind of obsession with religion that I personally associate with people who don't actually believe but either A. really want to or B. really want to disprove it. Price is firmly in A, but yeah like I feel like Price needs Mormonism to be real where he is in the plot (Orlando. If mormonism is real he can go back to Orlando. And it's worth it.) But he doesn't necessarily actually have that spark of genuine belief the other District 9 elders have ya get me? Like he knows it back to front he knows the logic, adn in the coffee scene talks about how a lot of it has always seemed nonsensical and incoherent to him. It's a set of rules and guidelines but idk if Price actually has like core real belief/faith.

When those extra rows of lights came down for Man Up near the end of act 1? Oh yeah you bet we were all in for a fantastic time then, you know good stuff is gonna happen

The lighting in Sal Tlay Ka Siti was beautiful, like I mean the actress's performance and voice were great too, but the lighting really sold the like kinda hopeful tragic nature of the song. She's so happy most of the time but that song, ugh, the tree branch gobos, the visible beams, the colour KSJDFJS:LKDF

Lol disco ball.

The set? It's so detailed? And they get it up so fast? LIke I know they drop blacks in "You and me (but Mostly me)" so it's more than the black out, but STILL?

Again, how do they get the waistcoats on so bloody fast in "Turn it off"??? (I do actually have theories about this but that's not the point, it's stilll so cool)

Maybe this is just the run i watched, but like the Mormons, other than being dressed the same are all roughly the same height (except Cunningham) so their numbers are so extra cool because they really do kinda blend and move as one unit and it's so cool to watch. Especially Hello and Two by Two where they all have black ties.

Did they just start a new cult at the end? Curious what most of the mormons are gonna do when they leave Uganda. Also curious if their parents got an angry phone call from the mission president and are just like.... why aren't they home yet???

BFN is an elder now? Okay... not gonna touch that and how that happened

Nabalungi's dad is fucking hilarious omg his delivery this guy

The only song I'd heard was "You and me (But mostly me)" but I had been told of the spooky mormon hell song. The latter slapped. Did not have Atilla the Hun playing flute on my bingo card that day.

^I loved the blacks coming in from all sides to trap Cunningham out of "You and Me (But mostly Me)" and leave Price as the star also like I knew the song but teh first "but mostly me" cracked me up

One of the incorrect names Cunningham called Nabalungi was "Nigel Farage" lol. Couldn't hear much of the dialogue after that.

About the incorrect name, Nabalungi has the patience of a saint for sure.

Oh during teh play i couldn't watch half of it because I was too busy watching the district 9 elders, but mostly Price reacting to it. It was hilarious. Price looked so fucking happy but like he was trying to hide it and was clapping Cunningham on the shoulder at one point.

As a musical, it's incredible, and it properly contextualises a few things people have said about it and how long it's been running. By "as a musical" I mean the general production of it n shit. The plot is pretty average, the songs have funny lyrics but a lot of the numbers probably won't hold up so well on sound track for me personally- but when you're watching it??? oh yeah. Oh yeahhh.

Oh, the pipes on the guy playing Cunningham, man. MAN.

You can never go to Orlando again.

#Book of Mormon #this is more for my personal reasons so I can recall my thoughts on it in the future #you can never go to orlando again #I don't think price lost his conviction or faith in mormonism but rather his conviction that mormonism was worth having faith in

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