Sooo hilarious but I can completely see this being a real conversation between streaming execs 😏
(original vid: Asif Ali - instagram - https://tinyurl.com/2p8jpkzz)
“they even put an Indian guy in WandaVision”
hang on a second, I gotta look up something
yeah, this is really funny
Reading reviews for havdalah candles written by unsuspecting Christian housewives who bought them to use for dinner candles is my new passion. I’ll be laughing for an eternity.
Imagine letting a candle burn that looks like this once lit:
For an hour.
Dude, get the wine!
Different havdalah candle, same guy.
For my goyische followers: Havdalah is a service to mark the end of shabbat and the beginning of the week. The flame is big so that everyone at the service can see it. You also only have it lit for a few minutes before extinguishing it (traditionally in wine). They are not table candles. My guess is that these people bought them because they’re pretty and braided without knowing or caring what they’re used for.
For my Jewish followers: the goyim are at it again.
It needs to be multiple wicks, and I think a tall flame is just what happens in that situation
Elliot Page has the chance to do the single funniest thing in the history of Hollywood.
It’s surreal being on this site again after five, six years on Reddit. I’ve walked into my childhood home with moving boxes, a place I thought I’d outgrown yet so steeped in familiarity and drenched in memory that I feel I should know every cobweb. But someone’s cleaned up while I’ve been away, applied fresh paint. The cabinet with the old CRT is gone, and in the living room the ‘mid-century’ has been dropped from ‘modern.’ The blog I used to keep has been lost, a diary tossed when my parents’ cleaned out my old room, and I’m still standing here box in hand trying to figure out how to unpack.
_I’m home,_ I think, but the conscious self has yet to catch up, and I pine for a space to once again call my own.
What a poetic sentiment, Tumblr user last remaining testicle.
My favorite banned terms on this site are "suicide prevention" and "safe sex"
Fuck nasty and kill yourself inmediately after
Salmon male grindset
Octavio Paz, ‘The House of Glances’ (selected lines), A Tree Within (trans. Eliot Weinberger)
[ Text ID: The heart is an eye. / Create in order to see. ]
to an autistic, a spreadsheet can be more erotic than sex.
Funny how a mass arrest goes completely under the radar when it's mostly teens, right?
To be clear there was no explosive; "hill bomb" is just what the event is called.
Holy SHIT. I just finished reading a related article, and y’all, this was so corrupt OTHER SFPD COPS ARE STANDING WITH THE KIDS.
Like basically their take is “yeah, some kids were being unruly. Y’all handled it ENTIRELY the wrong way and there is zero reason this should have happened.” There was an official meeting (I think like a monthly town hall kind of thing? I forgot to take note when I read it) and the cop who’s in charge of internal conduct investigation was there and he. Was. PISSED. And inviting parents and teens involved to give their testimony on the specifics of the rights violations they experienced so he could follow up and make full reports.
Like you KNOW shit’s fucked when even other police are looking at the police chief and saying “what the fuck is wrong with you?”
I have an end-of-life patient to whom I spoke today. She burst out laughing and said, "It was all such fun. I just had so much fun." I wish this for everyone. I wish that we each would meet death laughing, with little regret and even less fear.
AU where cas rebels and falls to earth pre-canon, where he teams up with stanford-era dean as his hunting partner. they end up sleeping together and developing a relationship, despite the fact that dean drops everything to do john winchester's bidding every time he calls -- making cas stay behind out of fear of getting discovered -- and also despite the fact that both of them know there's something inhuman about cas, with dean pointedly not asking and cas just as pointedly not telling. they manage to cobble together a real routine while they're hunting all across the country and falling in love. somehow, they find real happiness.
and then dean goes missing.
he's ostensibly out hunting with his father, but he's not calling cas back to check in like usual, and when cas finally bites the bullet and drives out to the podunk town dean was supposedly investigating, it's obvious that he never made it to his destination. cas has to weigh several competing questions at once while he's panicking:
so this is how cas ends up at stanford, breaking into sam's apartment to tell him dean's been on a hunting trip and hasn't been home in a few days.
the rest of the story follows sam and cas on a road trip to find dean and save him, while sam's psychic powers are beginning to really manifest and the last sparks of cas's grace are digging teeth into him from the stress of panicking. and of course sam wants to know how the hell cas knows dean -- since when does he even have friends, let alone hunting partners? -- and cas wants to know why on earth sam and dean don't talk anymore -- since when does dean give up the people he loves? -- so they're both left going "???" while trying to work together.
the crux of it is that sam knows all of dean's past, but none of who dean is now, and cas knows dean intimately for who he is now, but knows very little about his past. and both cas and sam are struggling desperately to bridge the gap in their knowledge.
maybe cas and sam both have the same dreams and visions of dean, stranded in the beautiful room. maybe sam has to lean into his demon blood powers while cas has to lean into the last flickers of his dying angel grace in order to save dean from being kidnapped by heaven to jumpstart the apocalypse early :-)
also this little daydream is almost entirely so i can imagine cas and sam (a pair of stressed out, high strung, type A wet blankets) blasting fall out boy out of sam's ipod in the cup holder of cas's continental while both of them are developing tension headaches
one last thing i'll say. the concept of "burgeoning psychic can't tell that he's on a road trip with his missing brother's boyfriend" is a hysterical dynamic
In case you think the writers on strike aren't making good use of their time, think no more!
Only click the read more if you're fully prepared. I'm taking no responsibility past this point.
Encounter: about one of every five player characters, I’m pretty sure
found a twitter tweet that was like "oh yeah content warning hatoful boyfriend has a lot of gore and violence" and every single person in the notes/retweets/qrts/whatever the fuck terms twitter has was going "WHAT THE FUCK IT HAS WHAT" and i find that hilarious because. large amounts of gore and violence is a tremendous understatement about the amount of stuff that goes down in hatoful boyfriend
my full trigger list for hatoful boyfriend (and its sequel), for anyone curious is:
just on the off chance anyone reading this doesn’t know what Hatoful Boyfriend is
dating-type app but instead of matching for romance it connects writers/artists+ who don't want to do research with autistic people with the appropriate special interest
the creators get the needed information without needing to filter out filler and translate technical jargon, and the autistic person gets someone who's willing to listen to their infodumps. what is there to lose
when youre tired on public transit and start thinking "let me rest my eyes a bit" thats the devil talking
she is very persuasive
where am i
This is one of the bonus polls for this week while I work of the elimination round! Enjoy!
Don't usually reblog the bonus polls! But they're so close to 50/50! Can y'all make it even before the week's out 😉
