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lilyharvord · 2 months
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To the illiterate people with 0 reading comprehension that I have seen on tik tok today claiming that Maven deserved Mare, that it was stupid and "unfair" that he didn't get her, and that clearly with his trauma and what his mother did to him he deserved her:
I would just like to issue a sincere Fuck You to you and any future illiterate children you produce.
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bigfemboyenergy · 1 month
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The Worst Crossover To Ever ‘Cross Over’ Pt.2
See, Danny isn’t terribly surprised with his predicament. And by that, he means that he is wholly unsurprised that he has to fake who he is. A fourteen year old kid working, in this day and age? Unlikely, he thinks. So he decides to pretend to be fifteen, what an easy fix. But that doesn’t help with Sonic’s side of the problem. Sure, Sonic gets confused for a kid, but..how old is he?
As soon as the thought surfaces, Danny opens his mouth to speak, turning to look at Sonic as they walk around, searching for a somewhat acceptable abandoned building or something similar to hide out in for now. “Uh, how old are you, exactly?” Danny asks, with little hesitation. Sonic shrugs; “Old enough to legally drink in some countries- why, worried about something?” Danny feels his face turn a bit white. Wow, his appearance does not match his age. With a nervous smile, Danny responds with, “Yeah, dunno if you could get a job looking like that. I’m fourteen, and even I look older than you.” Sonic coughs awkwardly. “I’m gonna have to work on that, aren’t I? What an unlucky day it is,” he says, with a yawn. Shelving that problem in order to focus on the most important one, the two continue to wander the streets, looking for something to temporarily call “home”.
It isn’t too long before they find a suitable place. Dark, dreary, just like everywhere else; but it’s far more exaggerated, and even dirtier than the rest of the city. Some old graffiti here and there, a broken window or two. Not too shabby on the inside, still has running water and an AC. It makes Danny wonder just how old this building is and just how long it’s been since it was last lived in.
Sonic inspects every nook and cranny of the building, as if checking for safety violations. It appears to be an old office building, with kitchen necessities in what might’ve been a break room, and running water in the bathrooms. He investigates alone, namely for “Danny’s safety”, he says, but it makes one think. The amount of spiders he’s killed seems to point to a different conclusion..but that’s of no matter.
After looking at every floor, Sonic finally decides which one they’ll be staying on. Something that’s just a cut above the rest, and also safe enough- the third floor, out of four. He waves Danny over to the cleanest spot in the spacious, main room, calling out, “Let’s sleep over here for now, since we kinda can’t clean anything yet. It looks a lot nicer here, away from the nasty corners.” Danny nods, agreeing in silence. It looks like they have a lot of work to do, as they both flop on the floor and try to sleep.
Danny, however, struggles to sleep. In an entirely new city, an empty building, with someone who he’s just been freshly acquainted with, trying to sleep on the cold, hard floor? That’s no easy feat, and he acknowledges this. So he comes to the most logical conclusion: why not check out the city from above, via Phantom form? In silence, he nods in agreement with his own thought, intrigued by his new possibilities. He’ll fly out and survey the town, enjoy the sunrise, if he’s awake for that long- try to make this place feel a little bit like home. Familiarize himself with it, perhaps. It sounds like a good plan, no? So he acts.
He whispers to himself, after assuring that Sonic is asleep, “Going ghost!” He transforms in silence. A little reminder of who he is, the whispers of who he was only hours ago, come to him via his reference of his beginnings. It gives him a feeling of determination, a want to explore. A desire to protect this new friend he’s found, and the strangers of a place he’s newly discovered. Slowly slipping through the floor, intangibly, he floats out of the building, making himself invisible so as not to spook anyone else who may be out at night.
In the night sky, he soars through the clouds as he takes in the layout of the city. It’s large, dark, and..full of crime, which makes a lot of sense in such a poverty-stricken area, but.. it has an air of abnormality. Suddenly, he hears some horrible sounds. Shrill, shrieking laughter booms out from a warehouse a few blocks away, his ears wishing for the silence of seconds before to return. Although he doesn’t truly want to approach, his obsession to protect those in need draws him to the source of the sound. The closer he gets, the more off everything seems. And..are those furries on the top of that building? What have I gotten myself into, he thinks, with an accompanying facepalm. Oh, boy.
Back in the cold, dreary office building, Sonic wakes up, restless. He feels terrible..he turns towards Danny, wanting to check on him, before quickly finding out that he’s not even present. What a fantastic day this has been. Sonic feels his heart pumping, ready for a run. He has to find Danny, to make sure he’s okay. Unless..he left of his own accord? Shit, what if he actually is weirded out by me..he said something about the unusualness of a guy like me showing up, didn’t he?! Sonic struggles to decide what to do. He knows Danny could be in need, he knows he’s young. And, from what he’s gathered, he’s a bit odd too, but if he needs help, of course Sonic should jump on in for him! They’re “partners in crime” now, aren’t they?
Despite his conscience screaming at him to go, he still struggles to make the choice. What if Danny really didn’t mean anything he said? But..he listens to that loud, desperate part of him. He doesn’t want to lose the only person he’s found here. If he can save or help this kid, someone who accepts him in this strange new place, that’s just what he’ll do.
So, against his “better judgement”, he rushes off, speeding around the town to find Danny. If anything, he should be where it’s quietest or where it’s loudest, since both are eeriest. As Sonic zooms off, going incredibly fast so as not to be seen clearly, he is particularly careful to check suspicious, disturbing areas.
Not long after he began his run, he finds Danny. But it’s quite the weird situation to be in.. cause Danny’s colors are inverted now? Amd there’s this weird bat guy a few buildings away, with some friends, too.. and a fucking..clown?! What is this shit, bad writing??!
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bigboy-lovers-unite · 3 months
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Oh how i love comments on 'meet the spy' video on YouTube ✨
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velvette3 · 25 days
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ATTATION PLEASE!!!
To all the utter fucking ASSHOLES, who think bullying is okay, fine, funny, etc:
What the FUCK are you thinking?!
Y’all seriously think that bullying people just because their brains are different, is okay? FUCK NO!
You think it’s FUNNY, that sometimes people act different than what is considered ‘normal’? The hell is wrong with you! Don’t you get it?
“more than 75,000,000 people, according to researched conducted by the CDC. 1 in every 100 children are diagnosed with autism spectrum disorder.”
SO WHAT THE FUCK.
“Approximately 6.8% (366.3 million) adults worldwide have symptomatic ADHD”
AND THATS JUST ADULTS DAMNIT^
“The World Health Organization (WHO) estimates that globally 1 out of every 4 people will be impacted by mental illness at some point in their lives.”
ONE IN FOUR FUCKING PEOPLE
This shit needs to stop.
You bully others, because they think different?
Because they act, or maybe look different?
It’s hard enough for them to live in a world, where other people that aren’t like them, don’t, can’t, or choose not to understand how they feel, and who they are.
Some of these people, have shit households.
Some of them, may not have a home at all.
Some may not be able to find help or medication for it.
Some of them go ignored.
Un-diagnosed.
Left to rot.
Made fun of.
Pushed around.
Hit, around.
Hate crimes, even.
Don’t believe me?
“Disability hate crime is a form of hate crime involving the use of violence against people with disabilities. This is not only violence in a physical sense, but also includes other hostile acts, such as the repeated blocking of disabled access[1] and verbal abuse.[1] These hate crimes are associated with prejudice against a disability, or a denial of equal rights for disabled people (as this is a form of prejudice). It is viewed politically as an extreme form of ableism, or disablism.[2] This phenomenon can take many forms, from verbal abuse and intimidatory behaviour to vandalism, assault, or even murder. Although data are limited[3] studies appear to show that verbal abuse and harassment are the most common.[4] Disability hate crimes may take the form of one-off incidents, or may represent systematic abuse which continues over periods of weeks, months, or even years. Disabled parking places, wheelchair access areas and other facilities are frequently a locus for disability hate. Instead of seeing access areas as essential for equity, they are seen instead as 'special treatment', unjustifiable by status, and so a 'reason' for acting aggressively.[5] Denial of access thus demonstrates a prejudice against equal rights for disabled people; such actions risk actual bodily harm as well as limiting personal freedom.”
^it may be a long read. But damnit.
People suffer already, and this isn’t scraping the TOP of my anger towards it, the in-humanity of it all.
But then again, with how common this absolute SHIT is, who says ‘humanity’ even exists? No one lives up to it anymore! This is just a part of it!
I’m sick and tired of seeing the common mold others put these people through, and it’s not even acceptable.
Not something anyone should ignore.
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eb3yr · 4 months
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12/14 of these are AI. 3 of them are flat-out porn, one of them (part of the 12 AI) is locked behind a large paywall. I have already blocked dozens of AI accounts in the last 10 minutes, most being porn.
I am so sick and tired of DeviantArt shoving AI shit and porn all over my homepage. I'm here to see art, not some garbage that you got out of an AI generator and are trying to sell.
It's extremely distasteful that DeviantArt allows this kind of content at all, let alone how they shove it in your face every time you open the website.
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macaroni-rascal · 1 year
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Someone tackle Lia Pereira so she doesn't do four events in two days like a giant fucking moron.
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I love Jm, he is my bias. Looking at how stuff is going im scared that his solo won’t be as huge as the other members excluding Jin. You know i know a lot of people knows him but i feel like his popularity pale in comparison of Tae/Jk/Hobi. I think those 3 are gonna be big. Not sure about JM.
I think sometimes we fan(me) wants stuff for our bias who might not even wants them. Like im here rambling about JM not making it big but who knows if he even wants to be big. Is this normal?
Also is being invited to a fashion show a huge thing?
Well, this is nothing but pointless worry based on very weird views about the members' popularity. You feel this based on what exactly? He's one of the most famous idols in the world right now, he is not called the ''idol's idol'' for nothing. I think you're spending too much time worrying about your bias for no reason.
I do agree with one thing though. There is a difference between what we would want Jimin to do and another of what his actual plans are, but I still don't believe we should talk in terms of him wanting to be big or not. Why do you have so little faith in what Jimin can do and his already established popularity?
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fellowfights · 4 months
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I'm gonna be so honest with y'all. I don't take you seriously if you complain about the casting of the Percy Jackson show because the poc actors aren't "book accurate."
Because here's the deal. I remember when the internet threw a fit when Rue, a black character, was played by a black person. It didn't matter that it was book accurate, y'all didn't want to see a black person on screen.
For some of y'all, it's not that you are against adaptations straying from the source material- you are simply anti black.
If you are about to argue with me, I want you to ask yourself something. Did you not mind the race change of Grover, but you are against the casting of Annabeth? If that's true, maybe try to address that. Acknowledge it and try to deconstruct your anti-black biases.
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flickering-nightfall · 10 months
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Who has touching pebbles privileges?
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These fools, of course! When he's up for it at least.
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eryanlainfa · 2 months
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Imagine your name is Hugo and you are very tired.
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When your love interest/nemesis and your backup plan just fucking lost consciousness while your bestie, who's a teenager, and the twelve years old, you all adopted, are trying to obliterate a ghost, who is apparently your mother in law, with explosives.
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epicfirestormer · 11 months
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I don't think I can come up with a take about this whole Oceangate situation that hasn't already been said ("fuck the rich", "this was a stupid idea" "its controlled by a xbox controller??", Etc.) But I will say that this has the same vibes of Iron Lung, which is to say "we're stuck in an iron coffin in the deep ocean to look at the remains of dead people" with the only difference is that the people inside were willing to go in the first place.
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soracities · 6 months
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LN: Weren't you bored without me? ICARUS: Not at all. I was waiting for you. LN: Would you have been equally pleased to wait longer for me? ICARUS: I'll wait for you as long as you tell me to.
Raymond Queneau, The Flight of Icarus: A Novel (trans. Barbara Wright)
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uhbasicallyjustmilex · 5 months
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standing next to me, olympia paris (2013) 🩶
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brainfullofquotes · 8 months
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I'm REALLY enjoying this David Tennant hyperfixation I'm on. I've watched so many things I never would have before, and honestly, I've liked every single one of them so far!
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couldtheycatchkira · 2 months
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((I am, in fact, going to take a quick moment to say: you are actively skewing the votes for no reason if you're treating "Could not, would die" as a default response for "I don't know this character". Like, as this blog goes on, it's almost inevitable that the characters are going to get more and more obscure, and you just can't know EVERY character. That's not how anything works. I don't know 80% of the characters on the blog RIGHT NOW because I don't intake most media, but I sure as hell do at least ten minutes of skimming a wiki page. If you don't have the time for that, then just vote based off of vibes. But, and I will repeat this, I am NOT going to make a "Show answers" option because I think that's a waste of time, so stop using "would beef it entirely" as the option for that and be just even the slightest bit cerebral.
In other words, I can only say someone with literal anti-death magic or whatever but has no fandom on this website is going to die miserably so many times before I just think it isn't fun anymore.))
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thetarttfuldickhead · 9 months
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It’s seems unlikely that Roy will have time to get up every morning to train with Jamie now that he’s been made manager, but since neither of them feels quite right if they don’t spend absurd amounts of time together they’ll meet up for breakfast after Jamie’s early morning work-out at least three times a week, and then go into work together.
As they spend more and more time hanging out without the excuse of training, though, Roy gets a little particular about keeping things extra professional in the work place: there’s no beating the favouritism allegations, not truly, but when at Richmond he tries to keep it at the Jamie is our best player and my special project and I am going to be extra hard on him-level rather than the Jamie is my best friend and I’m furious about how much I love him-level.
And Jamie’s good with it, too, being all respectfully Coach and doing as he’s told and carefully not giving Roy any lip while they’re on the clock. But because this is Roy it gets a little bit ridiculous at times, potentially leading to interactions like this:
A regular morning a few months into the season, Roy and Jamie arriving just in the nick of time, chatting and grinning as easily as you please when they saunter into the dressing rooms with just a few minutes to spare. Jamie goes to his cubby, Roy steps into his office – only to come right back out:
“Oi, Tartt! Training starts in five minutes, why the fuck haven’t you changed yet?”
As the room around them hushes for a moment, Jamie’s face is a study in confusion turning to incredulity to fucking really, man? “Sorry, Coach,” he says, and there’s just the tiniest hint of snark in his voice. “Bloke who gave me a ride here took ages finishing his toast ‘cause he couldn’t stop nattering on about this play his niece put on last night.”
At that, the rest of the team decide that this is just Roy and Jamie being Roy and Jamie again, nothing to worry about, so they go back to tying their shoelaces and what-not. Roy, however, takes a step closer, waving his finger in Jamie’s face.
“I’m not interested in you fucking excuses, Tartt. Part of your job is being here and ready on time, so don’t go fucking blaming others if you can’t manage that, do you hear me?”
Jamie just looks at him. Roy looks right back, not breaking, and eventually Jamie rolls his eyes. “Yeah, okay. Sorry, Coach. Won’t happen again.”
“Good.” Roy nods slowly in that angry way of his, and then he stalks back to his office.
Jamie looks to Sam, probably, and they do their whole little thing of can you fucking believe it and you signed up for this, my friend, so you better suck it up.
Shaking his head at this coldhearted (but fair) lack of support, Jamie turns to Cockburn as he begins to hurriedly change, confiding: “The play was dead good and all, but not like I wasn’t there to see it myself, right? Didn’t really need a scene-by-scene breakdown of it, did I?”
(And then after training they leave together again to go have dinner with Keeley, probably.)
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