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Good motherfucking god
OH MY GOD THATS EXACTLY WHAT ITS LIKE
EXACTLY
When I finally got medicated for ADHD, I asked why insomnia was such a problem for me.
The doctor paused, and then said, thoughtfully: "Well, you see, you also have ADHD at night."
why is it a banger
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comic about determination and hope part 2
part 1
comic about determination and hope
part 2
Lil story from the other day
sometimes you feel the warmth of someone without ever knowing them, and boy do I right now :)
So the other day I was using the shared drying room in my apartment building, and hung some bedsheets and jackets to dry after using the shared washing machine.
Quick rundown for those who don’t have a similar system! In my apartment building we all have a laundry room you can book to use, there’s a sheet of paper with the available slots and you just write in your apartment number. A single slot is for an hour and you can only book two hours a day, you can only use the laundry room in the set slots available. There is also a separate drying room you can use for an hour directly after one of your booked laundry room slots.
Back to the story! So I go to reserve two slots in the afternoon, and to my surprise no one’s booked anything for the day yet. I choose my slots (leaving the last two available for the day), and go about my business. Once both loads have been washed (a load takes round an hr) I naturally go hang them in the drying room, while doing so I see no one has taken the last two slots still.
So I kinda figure it’s no hurry to collect my stuff within the “allotted”time, since no one’s gonna use it right? Wrong!
I come back later in the evening, and find my bedsheets have been replaced by someone’s clothes. Almost panic at the sight until I spot the clothes basket I left behind to later put all my dry stuff in… the mysterious owner of the new clothes had apparently seen it fit to lightly fold my bedsheets and stack em in there…?
It was an incredibly polite thing to do! I wouldn’t even have been mad if they had just rolled it up and dumped the stuff in there!? I mean, I was the dumbass who left my things there longer than needed, but they still took the time to do that???
Grabbed my stuff, hustled to my apartment to drop it off, then sneaked back into the dry room to leave them a sticky note in thanks and apology. Thank you kind stranger, you made my month :’)
normalize flopping. it’s ok to fail baby. sexy even
the amount of people saying "i thought you meant flopping on the ground". target audience
normalize flopping. it's ok to flail baby. sexy even
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"Your son will take your throne from you," they prophesized, spitting each word out of teeth clenched tight with hatred. Why they'd bother prophesizing such an event befuddles you; your son is literally your chosen heir, after all.
Years later, you realize what the prophets meant. For most of your life your son was your pride and joy; an academic, who would surely lead the kingdom into greater health and wellness. Until he committed the ultimate act of betrayal.
"You will not take my throne from me!" You cling to your grand chair so hard your knuckles turn white.
Your son sighs. "Dad. Dad it's lead-"
"Of course it's lead! It's a strong metal, signifying the strength of our country- this throne has been passed down the royal line for 300 years, 15 rulers before me-"
"That is not enough time for that many people!" Your son throws his hands up in the air. "Because it is lead! It is poisoning you! Didn't you wonder why grandpa died at 40?"
"Ah, pfoo! That's the ancestral curse."
"It's the throne! The throne is the ancestral curse!!!"
the son successfully convinces his father to give up the lead throne. he lives and rules peacefully for much longer than his family’s previous generations, dying in his third score.
the son, upon coronation, receives his own prophecy: “your daughter will tear your castle to the ground.”
now, this is a bit more of a cause for immediate concern, but unlike kings of old, he decides that the best way to avoid this surely gruesome future is to love his daughter the best he can, encourage her interests, and guide her with a steady hand - if she is to ruin his kingdom, after all, then let it be with iron will and care for the people.
his daughter is not violent at all, will only hunt if they promise the kitchens will cook what is killed and will give some to the people, and only takes a passing fancy in swordsmanship (which he thinks is more to do with the jawline of the instructor, not that he says anything). she loves to study and read, and when she asks to go for further education in a different corner of the kingdom, he allows it.
after one year, she returns, and spends the first week back acting shifty. she is always caught ducking out of corners and hidden passages, whispering with staff, and pouring over old maps of the castle layout in the library, hurriedly covering them up when anyone passes.
he privately gets his affairs in order.
two weeks after her return, the king’s daughter approaches her father with a steely look in her eye and a grim set to her jaw.
“father,” she begins, “what do you know of asbestos?”
Trapped in the talkative cycle
This is why i make sure to time the urges with planned visits to the family home, so i can drown the parents in all my random knowledge/ideas :)
ROTATING HIM ! ! !
get rotated idiot. get panned and zoomed on. dumbass .
So do you think the small town girl living in a lonely world ever tried gay stuff with the uptown girl living in her uptown world
sorry but voltron legendary defender RULED this website for like two and a half years. you couldn’t go a day here without hearing about it. i devoted my precious high school years to its study and analysis. it was wildly popular, considered extraordinarily well-written for an animated children’s show, and revived voltron in pop culture and the public eye. and now it has been pulled from netflix (who PRODUCED IT) and the only official way to watch it is to pay for it on youtube or amazon. and that’s only the first six seasons. i’m so serious there is no legal way to watch seasons 7 and 8 of voltron. how did we even get here man
you could not BELIEVE the trenches for this show. the racism. the misogyny. the queerbaiting. they confirmed the main mentor figure as gay at the beginning of the second to last season and then killed his fiancé later in that same season. there were ship wars. there was assumed incest. your mileage varied on how much you were disappointed when they didn’t actually turn out to be brothers. there were grooming allegations made against the fictional characters in the fictional universe of this tv show for children. the ‘you know i had to do it to em’ guy got involved. the voice actors got involved. people were cancelled by 13 year olds. death threats were sent to multiple members of the production team. the red one and the blue one were frankly barely even friends by the third season. the animators went rogue. the writers felt bad that all of their teenage fans guessed every twist they wrote so they drew out conflict and added new plotlines just to keep things fresh. the main mentor guy was killed and cloned at the end of the first season and instead of acknowledging that we all knew that the writers refused to give up an inch until the end of season 6. if you believed in the “clone theory” then you were viciously attacked in some circles. the zuko-esque antihero character had an entire redemption arc that was trashed in the season finale when it was revealed that he had actually been committing systematic genocide the whole time. the single prominent female character was never once given an interesting character arc and was shoehorned into a romance in the last season. and then she died. one of the most popular fanfictions on ao3 was taken down and replaced with the script for the bee movie. it was awful. it was glorious. it was truly mediocre. it was the greatest wasted potential in a television series maybe ever. and it’s gone. there is no legal way to witness the entire thing anymore. there aren’t even dvds of the last two seasons. it’s just over.
A glorious and horrible 2 YEARS- fundamentally altered fandom etiquette in 2 GODDAMN YEARS
Love my shallura fam eternally xx
Everytime anyone under the age of like.... 18-25 tries to lecture me on this stuff.
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I hope every writer who sees this writes LOADS the next few months. Like freetime opens up, no writers block, the ability to focus, etc etc you're able to write loads & make lots of progress <3
Passing along for all the writers out there!
I often wonder what happened to authors of unfinished fanfictions.
I hope they’re having a nice life
we absolutely are not and that unfinished fic haunts us to this day
Reblog if that unfinished fic haunts you to this day
*purposely pretends I’m dead on the blog that hosted said fic
Reading sports headlines while pretending sports doesn't exist suggests a fascinating world of magic and whimsy.
terrible news everyone
perhaps i judged too quickly
I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
Bless me with thy potato luck my lord
pleaseee help meeee potato lmao everything feels like shittt latelyyy
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I remembered my account password!!!
Everybody STOP having a crisis, it’s now tea time
☕️☕️☕️🫖🍵🍵🍪
Pause all dread an catastrophe to have a cuppa and some cookies for the next 15-30 minutes
This is a wizard spell
