tired-fandom-ndn:

Reminder that the label NSFW (or versions like nsft) is not a moral judgment. “Not safe for work” literally means “if your boss glanced over and saw this on your phone or computer screen, you could get penalized or fired.” That’s why nudity is labeled as NSFW because even if nude bodies aren’t inherently sexual, your boss probably still wouldn’t be thrilled to see naked people on your screen.

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fiddleabout:

etherealspacejelly:

bastard sounds great in an irish accent. if an irish person calls you a ‘daft bastard’ it just feels right

the welsh have the monopoly on things ending in hell. fuckin hell and bloody hell hit different in a welsh accent. its like music to my ears

the scots have piss and shite for sure. “its pishin it doon out there” “this is a load of shite” absolute poetry

if i may speak for the english i think we do penis related words very well. dickhead, knobhead, twat, etc.

and for all the shit we give them, you gotta admit that no one can deliver a 'goddamn’ quite like an american. theres a certain weight to it that you just cant achieve in other accents. when an american says goddamn you know shit just got real

#I love this post but calling twat a penis word is stolen pussy valour

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chillyfeetsteak:

chillyfeetsteak:

i had a dream this morning that the newest thing was that when you changed the channel on the TV you’d get a text that said “we noticed you changed the channel! would you mind giving us a rating?” with a link and then if you turned off the TV you’d get another that said “did you mean to turn off the TV? we miss you!” and i really don’t think we’re far off from that

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whirligig-girl:

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i think this is without question the best photo i’ve ever seen taken of a steam-pioneer era locomotive replica. like. holy shit. this is what it must have felt like to travel at a crisp ten of god’s own miles an hour back in the 1820s

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assistedbytherats:

Pagans who collect rocks they find on the ground.

Pagans who buy crystals because it makes them happy.

Pagans who have to declutter a space every time they want to make an altar.

Pagans who lose track of time sitting in front of their carefully crafted altar.

Pagans who live in the northern hemisphere trying to sort through mainstream holidays to find what’s left of theirs.

Pagans who live in the southern hemisphere and struggle to celebrate seasonal holidays and feel out of synch with their community they do.

Pagans who talk to the moon about their day.

Pagans who look into the eyes of their loved ones and find traces of divinity.

Pagans who revel in the freedom of their practice.

Pagans who worry if they’re doing something wrong.

Pagans (I love y’all so much and I’m grateful for every one of you)


Have a wonderful equinox to those still celebrating it! Blessed Be


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