Wrath, Ruin and the Red Dawn

Markiplier does on the surface seem like an odd choice for directing and starring in a serious scifi horror movie, but in terms of getting scared at a computer screen and dying badly in space, his resume is remarkably stacked.

"Simon mistakes Grace for an angel" listen hear me out. GRACE is half convinced SIMON is an angel. Think about it, after however many years away from any and all humans the first one he sees is in an ocean of blood with entirely unnatural injuries muttering something about being abandoned by "Eden" and "Father"?? He's talking about the doomsday Grace barely avoided like it HAPPENED to him. When he finally tells Grace about the eel he functionally describes being Jesus in the desert, thalassophobe edition. Also if I remember correctly he's like CRAZY strong

somewhere at bioterrorism corporate there is an overworked, underpaid woman who is seething and shaking because the nepobaby (Zeno) was chosen for this job and not her.

I hate you Ozempic craze I hate you 'heroin chic' I hate you weight loss ads on public radio I hate Burn Fat Fast ads every thirty seconds I hate you I hate you I hate you

I grew up before the term 'thigh gap' was invented I grew up before 'hip dip' was invented I was born before 'muffin top' was a thing before 'clean girl look' was a thing before 'glass skin' was a thing before razoring off peach fuzz was a thing and I'm so so so fucking tired of us inventing new concepts purely for the purpose of convincing people to hate their own bodies enough to buy products

Last time Tuberculosis ran through the USA a small number of people got it on purpose to look skinny and waifish and delicate and used makeup to look flushed and bony and when the Victorians figured out tapeworms people would infect themselves on purpose to starve themselves smaller and women and now in the year of our lord 2026 there is a noticeable fraction of the USAmerican population genuinely thrilled about a treatment-resistant microbial parasite that makes you shit and vomit your brains out for a month because side effects include weight loss and STILL we talk about being skinny like it's the natural default setting for all healthy people as if it's a self-sustaining standard and not an imaginary goal that we are constantly constantly constantly beating ourselves with a whip to acheive

this post has been up for five hours and has two notes. i think tumblr shitcanned it because it has pictures of women wearing bras on it. very cool. no censorship message, just vanishing it

AHHHHHH someone put all the info from the now-extremely-hard-to-read, 10+ year old bra post into one nice infograph! THAT POST WAS MY BOOB BIBLE. Yay Boob New Testament!

Something practical for all my fellow boon lovers to help show your boobs some love! Extremely helpful for smaller and very large breasts.

my ultimate fantasy is to have a brain and body that allows me to enjoy being alive

Can anyone explain wtf is going on here especially a Korean speaker

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That is one of the most astronomical fuck up translations I have ever seen.

Remember! When companies lay off all their staff because AI is cheaper, this sort of shit is what you can leverage for a better contract when they are inevitably forced to hire everyone back :)

pretty sure i just lost my editing gig to ai. hate and fucking war on planet earth.

like they've already made it very clear by a) ghosting me for months and b) getting my colleagues to train their stupid new ai. like i only know about this because one of my colleagues tipped me off. i imagine they're waiting to get it working before they formally let me go and fuck that. i am literally drafting my resignation lmao

ex-boss backtracked and ended up asking me if i'd come back not as a freelance contractor but on an actual employment basis.

shoutout to all the people reblogging the version of this before my rejection letter. and especially shoutout to those people saying they're happy for me and that there's justice on this earth. i regret to inform you that my version of justice means choosing violence.