Me Too, But I'll Take One For The Team And Take The Federal Nursing Home With Me.

Went on a Photography binge today

You know which fictional character I think I would pull to save the US right now... Hannibal Lector. He's well dressed, sophisticated, hates Nazis, good with a scalpel, appreciates art, and so much more.

I would personally replace capitalism with power. Power is predatory. But I understand why they said capitalism, because one of the big statements in Hollywood is "sex sells" and they found they could make more money off of putting kids in inappropriate situations and as long as the right people kept making money, then they didn't care what happens on set.

Earlier I came a cross a tiktok (in reference to the quiet on set doc) where this person was claiming the reason we have child predators is because capitalism is predatory.. what an insane take. Just yikes.

No one talk to me my current fic obsession just dropped another chapter

Dorian saw their armor, the gleaming silver and white—is that a Valkyrie?

His stomach lurched. His head swam. Am I dead? Shit. I must be dead. That had to be it. Because the Valkyries were gone. Legends. Long dead. They were stories.

The copper-haired one moved fast, so fast his sluggish mind barely tracked it, twin swords flashing as she blocked Solon’s next strike with terrifying precision. The winged one had her blade raised, defensive, to cover him.

Valkyries were lethal. They are going to kill Solon. Through the haze of blood loss and exhaustion, the words tore from his throat, desperate, frantic— “Do not kill him! They are under the Queen’s control!”

He was hallucinating. He had to be hallucinating. Because instead of ignoring him, instead of cutting Solon down, the copper-haired one nodded. They fought in a seamless tandem, matched each other's rhythm, Blades flashed, swift and brutal, locking Solon’s movements. Smoke curled around their ankles, but they stepped through it with ease, dodging and parrying until—

Solon went down. They had him pinned. He was alive.

Dorian slumped against the nearest thing that could hold him upright, panting, still trying to process what the hells just happened. Then, because he was either concussed, dying, or absolutely losing his mind, he managed, hoarse and utterly delirious—

"I’m either dead or hallucinating… either way, you two are terrifyingly beautiful."

Both warriors turned to stare at him. Twin glares, sharp as their blades, promising a swift end if he wasted another breath on nonsense.

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Mel Merdarda is the absolute girlboss of Piltover. She was a innovative leader who put the survival of her people first. She might have had a powerful mother like Caitlyn, but unlike Caitlyn she made that power and position her own. I'm so sick of people saying Caitlyn is the ultimate girlboss with Mel exists.

I love Tumblr science

Astronomy I-

I missed Bar, but nice!

Only People Who Can See RED Really Well Can Read These Words

Will you be seeing red after taking this quiz?

I can only read “dogs” and only see anything in one other. I see nothing in any other.

May you all start this week with all the utility, rent, and grocery money you need in your account!

I can't be the only one that wants a Lavender Rose Relationship 😩