old meme animation i forgot to post here
jumpscare warning for shirtless ace (it scared me when i rewatched it i forgot he goes bare chest mode most of the time)
yeah also heres a closeup in case you couldnt read the text and didn't want to zoom in (the arrow pointing to vash says "doesn't know what to do with a cage full of bugs", the arrow pointing to the cage says "bugs")
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“Must have reliable transportation” = “this is how we legally discriminate against poor people who take the bus”
I cannot believe there's absolutely no way to watch free shows and movies anymore, there are too many paid streaming platforms and pirating websites have viruses and ads preventing you from watching it uninterrupted((.)) id rather follow the rules and purchase media moving forward because it is too inconvenient. Seriously, free and no ads or viruses with 1080p streaming is DEAD.
IT’S PRIDE MONTH, BITCHES! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
But seriously, this is my first pride month fully out of the closet, which just makes this one all the more special. Things aren’t amazing right now for a lot of queer people in America, or even around the world, but this month is celebrating that we have survived another year of people trying to put us down. Happy pride month everyone, I love y’all.
The Zora from Wind Waker be like: Oh damn, the entire world is an ocean, I guess we better grow wings
My brother in Hylia
You are literally fish
When I was little, my dad hired a Cambodian refugee called Jack to help him drywall a dining room ceiling. Jack spoke very little English; he'd recently gotten a part time job in a little Asian deli not far from our home and needed to pick up some extra work. He was very kind to six year old me and my exhausted mom; he brought us day old leftovers from the deli counter often, and liked to tuck the knuckle of his index finger into the dimple in my cheek whenever I smiled at him.
He soaked up construction skills and other information like a sponge, and by the time he left my dad's tiny construction company he'd gotten his GED, learned to drive, reunited with his sister and her family, and had begun remodeling a vacant business on the rich side of town into a Cambodian restaurant. He invited us to their grand opening on lunar new year, and I'll never forget when he gave me a red envelope with five dollars in it and told me, "tonight I am the luckiest man in the world, so this will bring you luck, too."
Years later, my dad told me that Jack had witnessed his parents' murder during the khmer rouge, and was immediately separated from his sister. He had to cross the killing fields at Choeung Ek alone, on foot, eating grass and insects to survive. He somehow made it to Cam Ranh on the coast of Vietnam, where a distant friend of his father's put him on a boat to Seattle. Jack was nine years old.
I tell this story because, even though I haven't seen Jack or any of his relatives in thirty years, I pray he's well and happy and eating like a king tonight with everyone he loves, celebrating the long overdue demise of the pestilential sonofabitch who tried to wipe them out.
Fuck Henry Kissinger's pathetic ghost, and fuck all those who praise him. Fuck Imperialism. Fuck the genocidal war machine. Drink deep for the freedom of all souls tonight, my friends. And tomorrow, keep fighting.
this shit is the only remaining good part of twitter
My gofundme is still going! Halfway there!!!
Thank you for sharing, boosting, donating, and supporting me!!!!! I cant express my gratitude enough 😞🏳️⚧️
THIS IS SO FUCKING COOL
Linktober 2023 day 20: Fire
I didn't have time for this day, so have an animation I made exactly one month ago!
This blog has no consistent purpose, but if you wanna hang out, I got soup in the back. He/They, Bi, and fueled by caffiene, spite, and an endlessly shifting catalogue of fandoms. Blog is queer friendly. TERFs, Trump-supporters, and bigots of all kinds DNI. Free Palestine.
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