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Good Luck Clive - Chappell Roan Maurice Edit

annabelle–cane:

straight people are so fascinating even when they aren’t actively trying to be homophobic. I had a class a few years ago where one assignment was to summarize some eighth century arabic poetry about going out for drinks with the lads before indulging in some gay sex and like half the class came in and said “I’m sorry idk what was happening in this one, they mention having sex with a servant but they also say the servant’s a man? where’d the woman come from? I’m so confused.” and a few days ago in a shakespeare class I made a comment about how cleopatra and octavius caesar are kind of parallel characters in possessively bartering for mark antony’s attention and one of my classmates responded as though I’d been talking about octavia and not caesar, despite the fact that I said “caesar” and “him” multiple times while describing the actions he specifically took. fully incapable of comprehending of anything that’s even a little bit gay.

shydroid3000:

imdatingurdad:

No medication has ever worked on me because i’m not suffering from a mental disorder i’m experiencing divine madness

Medicate me? Is that really the right thing to do?

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batmanisagatewaydrug:

this is perhaps evil but I can boost my mood in almost any situation by playing a game called “what was my mom doing at this age?” like rn for instance I’m sleepy because I had a 12 hour work day + stayed up late, and my stomach hurts a little from the enormous chimichanga I smashed for dinner, and my head hurts a little bit from the fat margaritas I had with the chimichanga. and it’s like hmm, okay, not optimal, but when my mom was this age she had a 2.5 year old to deal with. can you fucking imagine. can’t stay in bed decadently bemoaning your overindulgences because there’s a goblin in the next room that’s utterly dependent on you for food and hygiene and social needs and if you drop the ball you’ve fucked up a perfectly good person. and I’m pretty normal so shout out to her for keeping it together but god that couldn’t be me, I like fucking around way too much.

writerxwren:

This is the BEST Stargate discourse on the Internet everybody else go home 😂😆😂🤣😭💀💀💀💀💀

sharpjay217:

I’m currently rewatching Stargate SG-1 and this just hit like a fucking truck and I desperately need to talk about it.

There’s this moment, barely a few seconds long, in S2ep7 of Stargate SG-1, “Message in a Bottle,” that I didn’t even notice on my first watch through. The team is talking to a frightened alien that has infected O’neill and poses a world-ending threat. They’re trying to bargain with it, come to an understanding, and the alien is using O’neill’s emotions and memories to try to reckon with trusting them.

Now, a consistent theme with O’neill, especially in the early seasons, that his emotions are only expressed when it isn’t him speaking. Daniel explains O’neill’s past to Carter, the clone seeks out his ex and paves the path for apologizes, this infection. Only when an outside force pushes him to express something, does he ever.

And this alien that has infected him, expressing it’s will to survive, says “O’neill desires this as well. He wishes to live.”

It then turns, pointedly, to look at Daniel. Daniel, the only other member of the cast from the original movie. The only character who was there to see O’neill at his worst, who went with him on what O’neill knew was a suicide mission.

Daniel, who knew the O’neill who wanted to die.

Dnaiel, who convinced him to try finding a purpose in protecting people again.

The camera lingers on Daniel’s face for a moment, before the alien looks away again. The conversation continues. It’s been said, and said to the person who probably needed to hear it most.

O’neill wants to live.

dionrevel:

this is so funny i can’t

winterinhimring:

The original Stargate movie amuses me because the writers looked at their glasses-wearing nerd with allergies and went “you need a cute love interest”, and then they looked at their grim, strong-jawed soldier and went “you need an unruly pack of teenage boys who have imprinted on you like baby ducklings despite only being able to communicate with you through mime”, and do you know what? They were 100% correct.

the-little-red-queen:

frogthatatetheclover:

I love when the problem at hand doesn’t require the skills of everyone on the team, so even though it’s a dire situation they just have to entertain themselves. Like, in 5x1 Sam and Jacob are working to repair the spaceship:

And Jack and Daniel are just:

One of them brought that ball on a mission to space….

deathpowerphantomjester5110:

we have GOT to bring back campy horny grimy tactile scifi. this is a national fucking emergency

backinblack-80:

spockvarietyhour:

You can’t give [Richard Dean Anderson] a magnifying glass, he is going to do something weird with it. —Martin Wood, director

Stargate SG-1 “Menace”

“The mind of a child” 😆

libraford:

Once you start thinking about humans as a species in a biome, it affects your entire way of looking at normal things.

The other day I referred to female morning joggers as an ‘indicator species’ in that if you see women jogging in the dark it means that the environment provides migration pathways (sidewalks, clear signs) and doesn’t have any known predators of female morning joggers (guy with knife, bear, BigTruck, male morning joggers).

Though, I think that people consider framing humans as animals reacting to their environment as rude.

spicymancer:

Inspired by this tumblr post. based on this twitter post

Ollie’s doing her best. (bonus after the jump)

Keep reading

spring-or-summer:

thememedaddy:

[image id: screenshot of a tweet by comfypill on 3/6/2025 “‘you’re so quiet’ thanks! i actually tried to speak twice but you kept talking over me” /end id]

kuurupiilopullo:

mysteryteacup:

alska:

*Scrolls past*

*reluctant sigh*

*scrolls back up*

*rebogs*

No kai se nyt pitää reboggaa

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