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when you see your little kitty walking toward you at a leisurely pace and say "hi baby!" bc you're excited to see her and she starts trotting a little bit faster 'cause she's excited to see you too. that's what life is all about i think

But what about how she says “mrrrow” just as she starts her lil trot?

I feel like the only person not tempted to use ChatGPT like it doesn't even occur to me as an option

HI!!! READ OBÉLIX ET COMPAGNIE

You thought it was gonna be Gaylois?? NO. I've had a change of heart.

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🗣️This is important!

America’s puritanical, homophobic, anti-vaccination, anti-sex education, “morality” mentality is killing people.

This information could literally save someone’s life. Please share.

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Once the birds had learned how to initiate video interactions, the second phase of the experiment could begin. In this “open call” period, the 15 participating birds could make calls freely; they also got to choose which bird to dial up. Over the next two months, pet parrots made 147 deliberate video calls to other birds. Their owners took detailed notes about the calls and recorded more than 1,000 hours of video footage that the researchers analyzed.

[ id: screenshot from the linked article: "Two weak, older macaws, for example, became very close and even called out to one another "Hi! Come here! Hello!" from their respective screens" followed by a fucked up crying emoji man. /end id ]

There was one of those hyperspecific polls that had an option like “your grandfather told you war stories that he never told anyone else” and now I feel like I have to tell the story about how a spider saved my grandpa’s life in WWII and how my family doesn’t kill spiders because we owe our existence to that One Single Spider

So to set the scene, it's the height of WWII in France and my grandpa—a 6'3" 20 year old upper Michigan farm boy—has been separated from his company after their temporary camp was shelled. My grandpa (who, I have to add, was nicknamed 'the Suicide Kid' at this point because he worked in demolitions and bomb interception and kept taking the jobs no one wanted with the expectation that he was never going home anyway) is scared out of his wits, wandering around the French countryside alone. He has to move at night and sleep in barns and sheds during the day to hide from people who most definitely want him dead.

On one of these days, he finds a farmhouse of a very jittery couple who agree to let him sleep in the barn, with the conditions that he sleeps in the barn loft and if he's found, they disavow all knowledge that he was there. He agrees, because he's exhausted and will sleep in a hay pile if he has to. My grandpa manages to fit all six foot three inches of himself into a feed trough stored upstairs and tries to get some sleep.

However, right when he's half-snoozing, he hears motors outside and sure enough, here are some very angry officers of mixed Nazi and Vichy make confronting the couple saying someone up the road spotted an American soldier walking this way. They wouldn't know anything about that, would they? No, of course not.

All the while, my grandpa—now trying to figure out how to either escape the barn unseen or how to fight off six? seven? eight? people at once—freezes up and waits for the inevitable. While he does, a HUGE spider crawls next to his head and onto the loft railing. For one second, he thinks about swatting it away, but that would risk him being seen and killed.

So, instead, he lays there and waits to either fight to the death or get executed in a feed trough. And while he lays there, the spider starts making a huge web on the railing. My grandpa's transfixed by this thing. He watches her go around and around, building a solid web before plopping herself off to one side and waiting for breakfast. At the same time, the officers finally go into the barn.

My grandpa can hear them searching around, turning over crates and checking animal pens. Then, he hears one say to check the loft.

And then another say, "Don't bother. Look at the spiderwebs up there. No one's been there in a while."

And they leave.

Because my grandpa didn't swat the spider away and let her build her web, the officers thought no one was there and left him alone. They drive off and my grandpa immediately thanks the farmer couple and hauls ass out of there as soon as he can.

After this, my grandpa refused to kill any spider, and his kids did the same. Because if it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have lived and would never have had kids or grandkids. So we owe her one.

There's the man himself. Go grandpa!!

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people on here are always saying “we NEED a story where the art of storytelling is abandoned” like ugh literary devices are soo annoying like that wouldn’t happen in real life that only happened to further the story (why is there story in my story) why would orpheus turn around when he was explicitly told not to why would icarus fly so close to the sun romeo&juliet catcher in the rye why are they so earnest why pour your heart and soul into anything why bother why cant all art be quippy logical monotony like my marvel movies there’s a void in my heart bc i refused to fill it and the curtains were blue

I have to remember every 5 years that when I was a little kid my dad was having obsessive spirals about things he did wrong like 30 years prior and his talked to his therapist about it and you know what they did NOT say. They did not say "hmmm well have you learned your lesson changed your behavior and atoned?"

They said "that sounds like a really unhelpful and distressing thing that your brain is making you think about All The Time. How about when that happens you try to think about something that makes you happy instead"

(My dad carried a picture of me at age 4 with a large inflatable dinosaur in his wallet for this purpose) (hard to ruminate about past failures when looking at a picture of your kid enjoying a large inflatable dinosaur)

Anyway. Fucking... stop thinking you can Solve Ethics by spiraling you fool. It's the Ethics Cuckoo. Fuck that guy

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Michelle

“I am wearing a t-shirt dress that I made from a vintage Barbie bedsheet and Demonia boots. I make and sell all kinds of fun clothes like this out of vintage and thrifted fabrics. What’s inspiring me right now is all things cute and creepy since Halloween is right around the corner and it’s my favorite time of the year.”

Sep 25, 2021 ∙ Williamsburg

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When your stupid ex returns and expects you to take him back just because he has a sexy stupid beard and a cool stupid new outfit…

Angsty reunion✨ version 2

Now with a 100% more yassified Stede!

leander is so so so heavily associated with the magician tarot card I’m positive that that’s the key to his monstrous nature. his wildly powerful magic, the white lilies, the ouroboros and the infinity symbol in his sticker/charm, as above so below–it all references the magician

upright, the magician is associated with manifestation of results, power, resourcefulness, and action, all things we see in him from introduction! reversed, it is associated with manipulation, misdirection, greed, and unfulfilled potential

homeboy does not like being refused (see: his not giving the flowers to someone else when you refuse them, his reaction to “hold back,” his insistence on being the one to provide the drink) and does not like not being the center of attention (see: how he talks about the others if you answer positively about them)

anyway, I think he’s a machiavellian heel and I’m sooooo excited to see his darkness revealed. some monsters don’t have to have talons or fangs to be truly frightening, after all

the hardest lines ALWAYS come from fanfics and I stand by this

(credit to the authors!! I can't remember where exactly they all came from but if u recognise their work pls tag them :) they deserve way more recognition!!)

someone tell me where the batman quote is from, google doesn't know it

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Ok hear me out..

Caretaker dips a clean washcloth in a bucket of ice water. They wring it out, fold it horizontally, and place it on a feverish whumpees head. They press the rag on the whumpees cheeks, and under their chin. Whumpee was a bit spacey, not paying attention to caretaker pressing ice cold water on their face. They leave a bit more water on the cloth this time, and lay it on their forhead. “Im gonna run a cold bath, i promise ill be back in just a moment.” All whumpee could do is watch their caretaker exit the room. They couldnt even speak.

guh? <33

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I love how we had an entire episode talking about how Katara is not actually a mom but instead a child that has made naive mistakes and has done stupid reckless things to get her friends to like her more because she wants them to think highly of her, and she cares so much which is why she comes across as bossy and demanding sometimes because she wants her friends to be safe since they're all in constant fucking danger

And yet all some of you fuckwits got out of the show was "katara is mom of group."

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I love how we had an entire episode talking about how Katara is not actually a mom but instead a child that has made naive mistakes and has done stupid reckless things to get her friends to like her more because she wants them to think highly of her, and she cares so much which is why she comes across as bossy and demanding sometimes because she wants her friends to be safe since they're all in constant fucking danger

And yet all some of you fuckwits got out of the show was "katara is mom of group."