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I was at a car show in Pasadena, CA yesterday and ran into the church. I was like okay that was definitely on The Rookie.
#beautiful building#beautiful architecture#the rookie#chenford#gif#gifs#gifset#my photography#pasadena#location alert#love#4x21#i knew it looked familiar#haha
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I need this hot ass weather to go the fuck back to its stage
bon-kini
#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#funtime freddy#sister location#bon bon#bonnet#super smexy hot babe alert#WHY IS IT SO HOT WHY PLEASE WHY
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so nace is the one responsible for making sure jan was at the airport on time and they all forgot about bojan and kris or?
#joker out#nace jordan#jan peteh#kris guštin#bojan cvjetićanin#jure maček#a la that interview where nace said someone has to be alert to jan's location at all times
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desk that i ordered arrived today so my bedroom is (mostly) finished being set up >:D still want to get a beanbag chair at some point. and perhaps a rug
#does everybody enjoy my leafy and pin plushies? do you enjoy them?#one of the pictures on my wall is a local transit alert sign from the bus stop near where i used to live which is COOL but also would doxx#my exact location so instead you get uhhh sketchpad <3#txt
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My sister and I visited the Meow Wolf exhibition in downtown Denver (called Convergence Station) and I can safely say it's one of the coolest places I've been in my life. Weird art museum meets interactive walkthrough almost theme-park like narrative experience as you wander through alien worlds that connected to Earth in a cataclysmic multiverse event, via portals controlled by the Quantum Department of Transportation.
We were there for hours and missed a ton, I'm sure. Definitely going to have to come back the next time I visit.
#little bit obsessed. meow wolf open a twin cities location when#i've never felt more like i was in a doctor who episode#we only picked up on snatches of thr full story here and there and i'd love to actually try to unravel it properly sometime#but also wandering around and just catching bits and pieces of something bigger was pretty cool in its own way#nerd alert
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i need someone to poke me with a stick every 10 minutes and tell me to study
#i've watched 4 youtube videos#changed playlists 7 times#tried to reorganise my room before giving up#changed locations thrice#made 2 tumblr posts that went in my drafts#and made myself 3 hot beverages#(one of which i forgot about before taking one sip and then went to make another one because 'oh i wanted a tea! can't believe i forgot'#searched for 10 minutes for my mug (spoiler alert: it was on my table with already prepared tea) and then just took a different one.#then i came back to the room with it just to come face to face with the other tea)#oh and i also sent 50 messages to my little brother who's in class rn#oops#and guess what i'm doing right now? making yet another tumblr post instead of studying#the adhd seems to be adhding particularly hard today#tea's ramblings
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got given the best birthday card ever LMAO
#how does one even locate satosugu on a birthday card#it says ‘kelp’ on the other side too 😭😭#with gojo and geto leaning on each other w the sunset on the back like hello???????#best brother alert
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#House of Ashes#Salim Othman#character death#my gifsets#god this scene hurts so much because it's such a 'perfect' death scene#Salim made all the right choices by constantly wishing to go back to the surface instead of headlong into danger#and yet he also made the morally right choices of helping his allies and enemies if they were in danger#sharing knowledge whenever he could#not even wanting to fight but just wanting to get back to his son#and then after he risks his own life to help out Jason and Nick#they leave him here#not only taking away the single escape route to the surface#but also making enough noise in the process to alert all the vampires and bring them to Salim's location#so there's no way for Salim to escape#and he doesn't even despair or rage#he just has the bitter realization and says goodbye to his son#and at the very last second there's a wince as he braces himself#ffff I swear this scene moves me so much but I avoid it whenever I can
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Pixl is not having a good day.
It’s evident from the moment he enters the van- (it’s the only thing they’ve built in this world, they could do all of this outside but the editing equipment would get wet)- the automatic door gets stuck three times before Pixl simply brute forces his way through it. The door protests, fighting rather stubbornly on the middle bit, refusing to slide open, but Pix shoves it open and just as harshly forces it shut, making Zloy wince.
The lights are his next target- he swipes a hand down the wall that nearly shakes the entire van.
“Heya Pix,” Zloy greets, handing over the script. Pixl comes to sit at the table with him. The dark doesn’t bother him, there’s a window on the wall next to them, lighting the entire table through the blinds. And he’s a Zombie- it’s like Elsa, the dark never bothered him anyway.
“Zloy,” Pixl returns, shutting the blinds with a snap. He takes the script and starts looking over it, “we need to invest in some blackout curtains.”
“Can do,” he files that away for later, taps away at his recording software. Pixl makes a frustrated little noise and picks up a red pen.
Zloy doesn’t like red on his edits. It’s a bit too mean.
“Can you edit in blue?”
Pixl shoots him a glare and tosses the red pen across the room. Zloy watches it arc and land, clattering off somewhere under the couch.
“Are you okay?”
Pixl snatches a blue pen and continues his edit, his leg bouncing like mad under the table, “never better.”
“Usually you ask me before you make edits,” he reminds him, trying to keep confrontation out of his voice- he’s not the enemy here, he’s not mad, just worried.
“Just,” Pixl pushes a hand through his hair and gestures at the paper, “spelling. It was bugging me.”
Zloy notes the frustration- that spelling mistakes don’t usually bother him, unless he’s, well.
“No worries.”
They’re quiet after that, falling into the familiar rhythm of editing. Zloy taps away at his recording stuff, carefully setting out and plugging in the mic and making minor adjustments to settings. Pixl’s pen scratches, some harsher than others.
“I really don’t know how to spell this week huh?”
Pixl doesn’t answer.
That’s a bit worrying. Pixl’s always got a quip.
Zloy watches, waiting, taking silent notes- Pixl’s got a death glare on the paper that could rival Zombie Cleo’s. He keeps adjusting his hair, every flavor of unkept crossing his scalp.
His leg is bouncing. He keeps pushing his sleeves up and down like nothing is comfortable. He looks overwhelmed, piecing through a script in ten minutes that would usually take about thirty seconds for him to read through once. He looks an inch from falling asleep and about a million light years from ever touching a bed again. He looks like he might cry.
Zloy reaches over and takes back the script.
“Zloy,” Pixl snaps, almost like a wolf, baring his teeth for a single bite of the word. His pen caught on the paper, leaving a harsh line of blue from the middle to the bottom.
“We’re taking a break,” Zloy returns, no room for argument, pushing up from the table and dragging a chair with him to store the script on a high up shelf.
“But we just started,” Pixl complains, making no move to stop him. His leg keeps bouncing. He yanks his sleeves back over his hands.
“Makes it easier to take a break that way,” Zloy answers, tucking away the script and pulling out a box of the tea Pix likes, “less to clean up.”
“Don’t need it,” Pixl grumbles, glaring down at the table now, “just wanna get this over with.”
Zloy retrieves a kettle next, fills it with water, puts it on a burner. “Want to pick a hermit for us to watch?”
“I don’t wanna watch a hermit.”
“Then someone else?” Zloy pulls out two mugs- gag gifts they made for each other two christmases ago, “c’mon, Pix, work with me here.”
Stony silence. Pixl glares down at the table, eyes glossy with tears. They sit in bubbling silence until the kettle sings- Zloy fills their mugs and puts in the tea bags.
“Decked out is looking impressive,” Zloy tries, keeping his voice light, “and Mumbo’s back, running around on a pig.”
Pixl doesn’t answer.
“We could take a look at Scarland.”
Nothing.
Zloy starts humming the Mumbo AFK song.
When the tea’s ready he joins Pixl at the table again. Tears have dripped onto his sleeves. He looks disappointed by the mug.
“What’s wrong, buddy?”
Pixl pokes at the mug, “it’s dumb.”
“The mug?”
“No-” Pixl almost whines, wiping his eyes on one sleeve, “no, just- I’m dumb, I shouldn’t-”
“You’re not dumb,” Zloy interrupts, firm. “What’s wrong? How do I fix it?”
Pixl wipes his eyes again, slumps forward on the table with the energy of a ten year old who’s just been told bedtime is sooner than he wants it to be.
“I’m-” Pixl swallows, runs a hand through his hair again, rests his chin on one arm, “I’m a little too small for a mug. Right now.”
“Yeah?” Zloy asks, pressing gently, “afraid you’ll spill?”
Pixl shakes his head, a dusting of red at the tips of his ears and on his cheeks, “just. Small. A bit. Maybe.”
He clears his throat, folds his arms together. “Just think it’d be nice.”
Zloy nods, takes the mug and walks back to their cabinets, “sippy cup or bottle?”
“Bottle,” Pixl murmurs, then buries his face in his arms.
Zloy hums the affirmative and picks a bottle- one that’s long and clear and lightly patterned with sweet berries and foxes, both red and white. He transfers the tea and screws on the can on his way back.
He gently presses it to Pixl’s arm. Pix grabs it with a mumbled thanks but doesn’t drink yet.
“You’re welcome.”
Silence again, Zloy pulls his chair over, sips his tea and rubs Pixl’s back. He can’t tell if he’s crying or not. He doesn’t think it matters. He’s here, he’s got him.
Eventually, Pixl emerges, eyes red rimmed. He wipes away the wet trails on his cheeks.
“Wanna watch you,” he says, much softer than before.
“Yeah?” Zloy smiles, “we can watch me.”
#not putting this under a read more actually it’s just here now#pixl tag#zloy tag#< praying this doesn’t alert him of my location sksjdjd /hj#drabbles#mcyt agere#recap crew beloved#I don’t know what Zloy sounds like I’m so sorry#I haven’t listened to him talk enough sksjdjdjf
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Trying to do anything but doom scroll refresh the QSMP pages terrified to see his little mustached face greyed out. I left BBH’s stream midway too when he and Foolish were dis fighting in the ring, and when I joined again they were singing the eggs songs in the school. The absolute DREAD that filled my stomach seeing so many eggs and so few parents and players around.
But Ramon will come back and everything will be… not fine, but they’ll have learned important lessons and won’t have to 200% alter the course of many player’s lives and choices
#my grief working brain is just thinking up ways that downed eggs can alert people to their location since they can’t speak#alarm blocks to crawl onto that make noise when you stay on it for so long? can they hold items and use them like fireworks to shoot up?#my brain keeps thinking of what ramon and the other eggs can do in the future to survive these kinda of situations#in the wise words of Charlie Slimecicle:#I’m not holding a fucking funeral because he’s not dead#QSMP#ramon qsmp#he’ll be fine and they’ll all super buff their bases and build extra warp stones and everything wi be GREAT :DDDDDD
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working on an au where miss power loses her powers and gets stranded on earth and has to work dead end retail
#miss power#myart#wordgirl#miss powerless au#she like. gets targeted by victor best's power-sapping machine and they shove all her powers in a mcguffin and bury the object in the ocean#colonel giggle cheeks gets a job as a barista first and doesn't even consider sharing his paycheck with her because he's an asshole#and her whole mo is just get money get shelter get food or whatever it is filthy squishy little human pests need to stay alive#and finally retrieve the mcguffin from its secret location in fucking australia or whatever#spoiler alert that's not a very achievable goal and she just ends up having to learn to live with being normal#or maybe she gets her powers back#and she cant bring herself to murder the people she's spent so much time around#idk much to think about
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Art scammers are the f*cking dregs of humanity I swear
#instagram#art scam#artist scam#scam alert#always take them to a secondary location#broke art hobo#freelance artist#artist problems#instagram scam#I don’t have a friend in the fbi bc she had to distance herself from my socialist ways but he doesn’t know that
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What if they didn't put ads every 3 posts. Three posts between ads, literally. Not even counting the ad for Tumblr Live.
Also what if tumblr didn't know what city Im in. I do not want my location tracked or stored anywhere unless I give explicit ongoing permission, like with my GPS app that I allow to track me only when the app is open, and then it deletes the data (allegedly) when I stop giving permission.
#ugh i do SO much to try to keep my location private. i use an android with all the tracking things Off (except for my weather app#which is a highly specific app that does NOTHING except provide weather; and i have the location turned Off so it doesnt even know where i#live). my tumblr email is not connected to any real life stuff because i made it when i was very closeted and made a new email and password#for it and never linked them to anything else. i have bare minimum apps. i use firefox and duckduckgo.#for shits sake i use a small barely-known map app because any Map App that has had large success under capitalism is inevitably going to#start selling private info or working with a cheap security system designed to allow quiet data leaks.#i guess i use gmail and gphotos but my phone doesnt HAVE a native Photo App. i have to use one i download and im too damn skittish to try#i guess i did get netflix recently....sigh.... i figured they WERENT tracking me because they email me EVERY TIME I USE NETFLIX to alert me#that OHHHH A NEW DEVICE IS USING NETFLIX AAAAA WHAT IF ITS AGAINST NETFLIX POLICY OH NOOOO. so i figured they didnt have a way to ID me.#UGH. CAN I PLEASE EXIST WITHOUT BEING MONITORED FOR FIVE SECONDS. can i please access Social Media which is a shitty substitute for actual#human connection but its the best i have--without someone noting my location and then trying to sell me things??? can i please watch film???#i cant go to a theater because my region does NOT believe in covid and not even medical staff attending Very Ill Patients wear masks anymore#stupid fucking homophobic transphobic anti-vax society has made it too dangerous for me to access most Not-Online forms of enrichment. and i#cant even use the Internet (a magnificent ASTONISHING human creation) without being tracked and advertised to.#ugh..#humanity is just so cool and brave and kind and amazing and yet we have taxes and advertisment IDs and traffic and medicine shortages.#its not like the ads even work. even when it shows me stuff i DO want. i cant fucking afford things. i already have spent too much money on#things that i dont need like Good Food and Entertainment and Juice. ugh....okay i do need food and liquids....Good food even. my body cant#survive on College Foods like it could in the past. And i might literally die if i dont buy juice...#and i guess its really really really heartwarming to have good entertainment to take breaks from all the stress.... its not like i havent l#..... like im so frugal. thank god my partners encourage me to buy myself things. i have been so much healthier since giving in and buying#Non-Water drinks instead of just Chronically Drinking Less Than A Bottle Of Water A Day. my partners are so good and sweet 😓 i shouldnt be#upset with myself for letting them convince me to take care of myself. that isnt fair to them or me so i will stop doing that now.#my faith in humanity is mostly just knowing that my partners exist. theyre so sweet. if people like them exist--then i have faith in humanty#no pressure lol. they are both so good and perfect regardless of how much energy they have to spare for Being Good. they are just inherently#very dear and good to me and for me. but just because i have faith in humanity doesnt mean im gonna stop complaining the whole time!!!!!! i#will whine about the bad stuff forever!!!! and BITE IT if i ever get the chance. but i will complain until the bothersome things go away.#if i complain my whole life with no results then...! so be it. i will whine and it will be art somehow.#sorenhoots
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“You picked the wrong person to mess with!”
Have an Atticus and his friendly voidsent for your Wednesday afternoon c:
#ffxiv#Atticus Wolfram#ffxiv reaper#half Elezen/half Garlean#endwalker#endwalker spoilers#for the location#ffxiv gpose#ffxiv glamour#new alt alert!#final fantasy xiv
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Eaugh why do I have to shower water is supposed to make me fucking disintegrate
-Doe(#❤👁🔪)
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#fictionkinfessions#fictionkin#❤👁🔪#doekin#mod party cat#it washes off strong scents which may alert Predators to your location#follow for more helpful tips!
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Dear every smart device in my home:
I am aware it's hot out. It's the middle of July in Texas. I do not need to be warned of a Heat Advisory. It's going to be hot every day until the week before October. Please stop telling me I have a notification just to say it's hot.
I understand the premise behind the heat advisories. It's a good thing to notify people when it's unseasonably hot so they're aware the temperatures are dangerous.
But I feel I must repeat myself:
Texas.
July.
#heat advisory#can't they set them by location or something#it's like getting a notification it's drizzling in Seattle in fall/spring#alerts should be for something out of the ordinary
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