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theauspolchronicles:

Sometimes I feel like I’m a moderate lefty, change can be democratic, no need to break things, and then I learn things like how oil companies have been actively working to stifle climate change research for 50 fucking years and have been sitting on patents that would reduce CO2 emissions for decades but choose to rely on propaganda and climate denial to protect their profits instead of saving the entire goddamn world and another part of me goes “oh yeah… so which building should we torch first? Where do I sign up to destroy oil rigs and put a fist in the face of a CEO jerking off to his billions while the world dies?” Fuck. FUCK. I’m so goddamn mad that oil companies even fucking exist. They’re so fucking evil and they have so much goddamn money that they’ve manipulated the world into slowly destroying itself for decades. They must be stopped.

wishingformemoria:

wishingformemoria:

just because someone can articulate their point better doesn’t make them right, it makes them articulated.

and you aren’t stupid for having trouble articulating yourself.

ladylike-foxes:

icantwritegood:

worldsworstfather:

character in a fight scene: *restrains their opponent by pinning them against the wall by their wrists*

me:

character in a fight scene: *pins their opponent down by straddling their waist and holding their wrists to the floor*

me:

character in a fight scene: *lifting their disarmed opponent’s chin slightly with the business end of their weapon*

me:

lokisuggestion:

Being looked at and observed as a body moving in public is great but have you ever tried laying under 12 blankets and ignoring all your texts

ohdebt:

ohdebt:

caterjunes:

me, reading aloud a post i just saw on a Queen fanblog: okay but Aziraphale and Crowley are ‘car friend/gay who can’t drive’ solidarity

my roommate, Amias: bold of you to say Crowley can drive

me: him having a car is literally critical to the plot of the book

Amias: doesn’t mean he can drive.

me: are you saying Crowley’s belief that he can drive is the only reason he can?

Amias: yes that’s exactly what i’m saying.

me: if he suddenly was deprived of occult powers and got into a car he’d be like “what the fuck is this”? that’s what you’re saying?

Amias: yes!! look, he goes 110 miles an hour in the middle of London and things rearrange themselves around him, he couldn’t pass a traffic test if his life depended on it. crowley can’t actually drive he’s just doing magic constantly

me: …somehow you’ve convinced me

It’s true and they should say it

Crowley if he ever got stripped of his demonic powers:

Aziraphale:

vampireapologist:

I was working with a seagull and I said “as someone in Wildlife I know I should never anthropomorphize animals or hold them to any human moral standard, but seagulls are capable of and regularly knowingly commit evil” and the vet tech with me said “no yeah that’s true.”

vrabia:

@ nasa you guys need to stop giving me dumb feelings about robots, thanks.

thoodleoo:

you know what’s one of the most peaceful sights in the whole world? ancient ruins with few tourists in them that have started to grow over just a bit with grass and flowers. it’s like nature and humanity are coexisting in peace and it’s quiet enough that you can almost hear the ghosts of the past walking by you and tbh it’s 👌👌👌👌👌👌👌👌

ameliarating:

the mighty hunter

scifimagpie:

vital-information:

To those who have swept or have blown the leaves from the walk, have rinsed the dishes or dusted their screens, Hestia looks on you from beneath her veil. She smiles, then wraps a shawl made of sunlit October air around you.

To those who remain in bed, who are on the edge of crying, who have turned on the tv to drown out the world, Hestia sits on the edge of your bed, patting circles on your back. I know, my love, she says, I know, I know. It can be so hard. My sweet, it’s time to get up. I need you, she says. Let’s make this home a sanctuary. Light a candle. Make your hands to care about this place. Let out the work of love.

I was just here to check out pagan prayers and now I’m tearing up