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bisexuallilapitts · 1 year
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What infuriates me the most about the s3 deal plot is that it could have been so interesting if we actually saw Allison's POV, just imagine
- Allison making the deal - with her family's safety in mind
- Now she's fighting to keep everyone alive, and to get back to Ray and Claire
- Her breakdown when she realises that there's nothing more she can do in 3x09 hits all that harder - we've seen what she's willing to do with the deal and the hopelessness hits all that bit harder
- The shock and horror that she feels when they find Luther's body because she never wanted this, she wanted them all to survive
- The anger and pain that she must feel when she realises Reginald lied to her, used her, and killed two of her siblings for his own gain
- Her killing Reggie to save her siblings- what she was always trying to do
It ultimately makes more sense to have it from Allison's POV because that's how s3 was going pretty much up until that point- we saw every bit of Allison's downfall, it only makes sense to include the deal in the end
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stinkysstuff · 4 months
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🎶the man behind the slaughter🎶
Drew this for @dollyknivez
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octo-blobs · 1 year
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windtrace my beloved. please return
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melamegalon · 8 days
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I had this idea a little while ago to pull quotes from Harvey Danger songs that apply to GCBC because every time I listen to HD I get reminded of them…
So here’s a bunch from Where Have All The Merrymakers Gone?, which isn’t as strikingly similar as Dead Sea Scrolls or Little by Little (cough, cough, “Cream and Bastards Rise,” COUGH), but I kinda want to do this for all of their songs, so I figured I’d just start at the beginning.
Where Have All The Merrymakers Gone? (1997) by Harvey Danger
Carlotta Valdez
“What a thing to be the center of attention all the time / He isn't really falling for this, is he? / He's getting dizzy and so am I!”
Flagpole Sitta
I would say most of the lyrics and the general vibe of the song fit them well, but here are the worst offenders.
“I had visions, I was in them / I was looking into the mirror / To see a little bit clearer / The rottenness and evil in me”
“I'm not sick but I'm not well / And I'm so hot 'cause I'm in hell / I'm not sick but I'm not well / And it's a sin to live so well”
“Paranoia, paranoia / Everybody's comin' to get me”
Woolly Muffler
“Friends will turn against you / People disappoint you every time / So if you've got greatness in you / Would you do us all a favor / And keep it to yourself?”
Private Helicopter
“I reserve the right to hold my grudges / Friends like you, you know the rest / But all told, I hold on to my anger far too long / Until it's a joke / The night is cold / The joke is old and poorly told, I told you once!”
Problems and Bigger Ones
“Spend every day like the past is a bridge / Crossing twenty years / Whispers away, not so much / Get your poison tongue out of my ear / Here's a fact you cannot rise above / We'll have problems / Yeah, then we'll have bigger ones”
Jack the Lion
I don’t know if this song fits them at all but it’s one of my favorites from Merrymakers so I’m going to include a quote anyway…
“We thank you for uniting / We thank you for the cause / We thank you for the lion / We thank you for the claws”
Old Hat
Again, don’t really think it fits, but…
“I forget / What my friends look like / And they forget why they like me”
Terminal Annex
“Here's something beautiful / Now smash it to bits”
“Dreaming of the fistfight I never got into / Thinking of the mean shit I wish I'd said to you”
“Like a zero drowning in a sea of higher numbers / Everything you say to me is dumb / (at least it's stupid)”
“Here's a doorstep you can never darken / You complain about an overflowing cup”
“I think that I like you better when you just ignore me”
Wrecking Ball
“Put down the wrecking ball / Who has a friend? / Who needs one / I've got a way to get to work in almost any city”
“Put down the wrecking ball / Don't let a childhood linger”
“Nothing more to tether you / Also no one there to catch you crying”
“Every mess I make, I make a run from nowhere / Nowhere follows you"
I said before I wanted to do all of their songs, but I got to “Radio Silence,” and I couldn’t make an argument for it, and I started thinking about a couple songs in the future that I just don’t see anything for. So.
Skipped: Radio Silence
Where Have All The Merrymakers Gone? definitely reminds me a lot more of Bad Cop than Good Cop. I’d say those songs rest either in King James Version or Dead Sea Scrolls. I hope this was. Something :D
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greenieflor · 3 months
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Nancy Wheeler playlist for your listening pleasure
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sugary-bxnny · 4 days
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posting this before I forget it again
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dearbraus · 7 months
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aceadmiration · 1 year
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dropping by really fast to say i've posted on ao3 again! my second fic, this time being of wenclair!
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maenimalist · 2 years
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WAITING FOR LATE NIGHT TALKING MV TO DROP ☎️
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butchfalin · 5 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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hamletthedane · 3 months
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I was meeting a client at a famous museum’s lounge for lunch (fancy, I know) and had an hour to kill afterwards so I joined the first random docent tour I could find. The woman who took us around was a great-grandmother from the Bronx “back when that was nothing to brag about” and she was doing a talk on alternative mediums within art.
What I thought that meant: telling us about unique sculpture materials and paint mixtures.
What that actually meant: an 84yo woman gingerly holding a beautifully beaded and embroidered dress (apparently from Ukraine and at least 200 years old) and, with tears in her eyes, showing how each individual thread was spun by hand and weaved into place on a cottage floor loom, with bright blue silk embroidery thread and hand-blown beads intricately piercing the work of other labor for days upon days, as the labor of a dozen talented people came together to make something so beautiful for a village girl’s wedding day.
What it also meant: in 1948, a young girl lived in a cramped tenement-like third floor apartment in Manhattan, with a father who had just joined them after not having been allowed to escape through Poland with his pregnant wife nine years earlier. She sits in her father’s lap and watches with wide, quiet eyes as her mother’s deft hands fly across fabric with bright blue silk thread (echoing hands from over a century years earlier). Thread that her mother had salvaged from white embroidery scraps at the tailor’s shop where she worked and spent the last few days carefully dying in the kitchen sink and drying on the roof.
The dress is in the traditional Hungarian fashion and is folded across her mother’s lap: her mother doesn’t had a pattern, but she doesn’t need one to make her daughter’s dress for the fifth grade dance. The dress would end up differing significantly from the pure white, petticoated first communion dresses worn by her daughter’s majority-Catholic classmates, but the young girl would love it all the more for its uniqueness and bright blue thread.
And now, that same young girl (and maybe also the villager from 19th century Ukraine) stands in front of us, trying not to clutch the old fabric too hard as her voice shakes with the emotion of all the love and humanity that is poured into the labor of art. The village girl and the girl in the Bronx were very different people: different centuries, different religions, different ages, and different continents. But the love in the stitches and beads on their dresses was the same. And she tells us that when we look at the labor of art, we don’t just see the work to create that piece - we see the labor of our own creations and the creations of others for us, and the value in something so seemingly frivolous.
But, maybe more importantly, she says that we only admire this piece in a museum because it happened to survive the love of the wearer and those who owned it afterwards, but there have been quite literally billions of small, quiet works of art in billions of small, quiet homes all over the world, for millennia. That your grandmother’s quilt is used as a picnic blanket just as Van Gogh’s works hung in his poor friends’ hallways. That your father’s hand-painted model plane sets are displayed in your parents’ livingroom as Grecian vases are displayed in museums. That your older sister’s engineering drawings in a steady, fine-lined hand are akin to Da Vinci’s scribbles of flying machines.
I don’t think there’s any dramatic conclusions to be drawn from these thoughts - they’ve been echoed by thousands of other people across the centuries. However, if you ever feel bad for spending all of your time sewing, knitting, drawing, building lego sets, or whatever else - especially if you feel like you have to somehow monetize or show off your work online to justify your labor - please know that there’s an 84yo museum docent in the Bronx who would cry simply at the thought of you spending so much effort to quietly create something that’s beautiful to you.
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lilislegacy · 2 months
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imagine being someone at new rome university and not knowing percy is the same guy as “percy jackson, son of poseidon, two-time hero of olympus, former praetor” because the thought doesn’t even cross your mind. like… he’s percy. he’s a total frat boy. on a normal night, he walks into a party, refers to everyone as bro or dude, socializes with every living (and not-living) person in the room, makes at least 50 sarcastic comments, plays 12 rounds of beer pong, drinks way too much, and then skates around campus on his skateboard yelling “I LOVE NEW YORK” (which makes no sense, because they’re in california) until someone calls his girlfriend to come get him.
and then one day there’s an attack, and frat boy percy is all of a sudden a fighting machine. he’s yelling battle cries alongside the praetors frank zhang and hazel levesque as they lead everyone into battle. (why is he with the praetors? and why…. why in the world do the praetors seem to be following his lead?) his sword slashes through armies of monsters faster than you’ve ever seen. he’s controlling the entire river surrounding the camp, creating huge waves as tall as skyscrapers that crash down all around him, wiping out monsters and causing mass destruction to his enemies’ ranks. the sky is suddenly dark above you, ice-cold water droplets are slashing through the air, and the wind is blowing so aggressively that it’s making it hard to stand up steadily. because he’s somehow created a hurricane.
and he looks terrifying. you can feel the power radiating off of him. he’s like a god. or maybe a monster. it’s hard to tell. you’re a little scared of him, to be honest. but also in total awe, because it’s extraordinary. he’s extraordinary.
frat boy percy is not who you thought he was.
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stil-lindigo · 3 months
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frankly, the people whose kneejerk reaction to bisan asking for a global strike form the 21st-28th is to say that it takes years to organize a general strike are really unhelpful! no one is saying otherwise, but palestine will be a smoking crater if we all wait for years to do anything - bisan is asking us to do something now. Like are we only supposed to do something if we can do it perfectly??? At some point it’s a valid critique about the work that goes into social movement, and at another point I feel like some people are just trying to absolve themselves from not putting any effort into observing a week of economic inaction.
like idk! I get it, okay! People have bills to pay that don’t magically go away for a strike, we don’t have nearly enough social infrastructure in place to support people to fully stop going to work for a week. But fuck, dude! Stop immediately responding in such a defeatist way! Cut out unnecessary purchases! Try to shop local! Put more effort into promoting Palestinian voices online! Attend a protest, call a local rep, do something!
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Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:
15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)
2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)
1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.
None of the hijackers were from Iraq.
None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.
None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.
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gibbearish · 6 months
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love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking
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