if vampires existed in real life i think there would be shady companies advertising “organic blood” sourced from “willing donors” who are coincidentally all poor people being paid like $5 per blood donation. and like haughty vegan vampires who only drink a synthetic blood drink thats brewed in a way thats actively worse for the enviroment. and radical traditionalist vampires who go on tiktok and claim that true alpha chads have to drain and kill people and anyone who leaves their victims alive is a liberal cuck. enter the world of hypothetical insufferable vampire politics with me.
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person who assumes maleness as default and refuses to interrogate this: yeah this character has no gender, they’re just a little Guy
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One pool floatie to rule them all
in case anyone besides me wanted to see it in use :)
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it just occurred to me that its now been as long since the force awakens as the force awakens was since revenge of the sith….
you’re so far off the shits here that the wastewater treatment plant had to double their staff
you people are insane i’m going to jeff the
gunk there’s no way i’d not know what chiaroscuro is
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who cares if you don’t fully “get” the weird postmodernist novel on your first read, or if the experimental arthouse film is opaque to you on your first viewing? you are not being graded. you are not being scored. there is value in the attempt. every time i’ve read House of Leaves or watched Blue Velvet, I’ve gotten something new from it. the idea that you might not “get” something and therefore shouldn’t bother with it is so silly to me
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The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes: The Man With The Twisted Lip
“It was soon evident to me that [Sherlock Holmes] was now preparing for an all-night sitting. He took off his coat and waistcoat, put on a large blue dressing-gown, and then wandered about the room collecting pillows from his bed, and cushions from the sofa and armchairs. With these he constructed a sort of Eastern divan, upon which he perched himself cross-legged, with an ounce of shag tobacco and a box of matches laid out in front of him.”
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