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opalsiren · 3 days
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the way taylor doesn't even have plausible deniability about the get him back of it all since she saw it performed live... olivia rodrigo lawsuit WHEN
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theokusgallery · 3 months
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homophobe moi ? serieusement ^^ haha on me l avait pas sortie celle la depuis loooongtemps :) demande a mes potes si je suis homphobe tu vas voir les reponses que tu vas te prendre XD rien que la semaine passee j ai niquer quelqu'un du meme genre que moi donc chuuuuut ferme la homophobe de merde car oui toi tu m as tout l air d un bon homophobe de merde car souvent vous etes frustrer de ne pas BAISER DES MECS :) ses agreable de se faire un missionnaire ou un amazone avec une meuf hein? tu peux pas repondre car tu ne sais pas ce que c ou alors tu le sais mais tu as du taper dans ta barre de recherche "missionnaire gay sexe" ou "amazone gay sexe" pour comprendre ce que c etait mdddrrr !! c est grave quoiquil en soit.... pour revenir a moi, je pense que je suis le mec le moins homophobe de ma bande de 11 meilleurs amis pas psk j ai eu le plus de rapport intime avec des mecs mais psk j ai eu les plus jolis mecs que mes amis :D ses pas moi qui le dit, ses eux qui commente sous mes photos insta "trop bo le mec que tu as coucher avec hier en boite notamment!" donc apres si tu veux que sa parte plus loi sa peut partir vraiment loi j habite dans la banlieue de niort sa te parle steven sanchez ? ses juste un cousin donc OKLM hahaha on verra si tu parles encore le homophone de merde mdddrrr pk insulter qd on est soi meme homophobe tu me feras toujour marrer!!
I'll post that one publicly actually let's see how that goes for you
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bikerboyfriend · 3 months
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i think what sucks about being suicidal as an adult after having been for so many years it that i'm fully aware of the fact that i dont want to kill myself. like, that i have so much hope for a better life and so many ideas, plans and dreams i want to carry out. but to live like this...when do things change. its like being stuck in a loop for years and years. things change and yet nothing at all.
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stroebe2 · 1 year
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it’s funny how a lot of things that are making life in general bad for a lot of people could be resolved easily with just a few actions from the right people (as in the people needed to make it happen, not even talking about politicians etc). just like chain of events that get triggered through an action you do or an opportunity that gets to you, like receiving a phone call, asking someone a question, sending an email, talking to someone you just met. what im getting at is its pretty frustrating to be sad, angry, hopeless but if the right people and events line up and align like stars in the sky suddenly you could be out of that shit so quickly. and forcing it too might not even work that shit needs to happen organically which makes it more frustrating
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fashionbooksmilano · 1 year
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Déjà Vu Style
Fashion Trends that made a Comeback
Agata & Pierre Toromanoff
teNeues, Düsseldorf 2022, 208 pages, 120 illustrations,Text in English and German, 30 x 24 cm, ISBN  9783961714216
euro 46,00
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The first book dedicated to the phenomenon of recurring fashion trends and includes valuable insights from interviews with renowned fashion historians and sociologists.
One person's deadly sin is another person's latest go-to piece. Whether it's carrot pants, shoulder pads, or leopard print, the fact is that, when it comes to fashion, (almost) everything reappears eventually. But why do past trends return, and is there a way to predict when a piece will be back in style again? Déjà vu Style is all about these special pieces, featuring the celebrities who made them popular while explaining their comeback. From the miniskirts of the 1960s to the platform shoes of the 1990s and more, this entertaining book on fashion brings them all together. Fashion historians and experts in vintage fashion provide fascinating background knowledge. Sustainability plays a role here, too, because nothing combats the phenomenon of fast fashion better than wearing rediscovered fashion gems.
08/11/22
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charmed-caps · 2 years
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tiarnanabhfainni · 2 years
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how to say this properly... when i make one of those big multi work spanning web weaves, it takes me forever. they are a lot of work! (this is partly my own fault because my process is very inefficient). still it means that no matter how shit the end product is, i will still spam you all with it :( this is unfortunate but i feel like the amount of time i spent making it has to correspond with the amount of time you spend seeing it in some way, shape or form
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meadow-dusk · 2 years
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©️ Tom Gundlefinger O'Neal, 1969
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britneyshakespeare · 3 months
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Being on my period at work in my old school is a lot like being on my period as a student in my old school
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elisaenglish · 1 year
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True Horror
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“There is the moral of all human tales: ’Tis but the same rehearsal of the past, First Freedom, and then Glory—when that fails, Wealth, vice, corruption—barbarism at last. And History, with all her volumes vast, Hath but ONE page.”
-Lord Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage-
All, I can unwind into the middle distance—everything, I’ve ever lost is coming back to me...
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ovnihoje · 2 years
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Cientistas acreditam ter encontrado uma razão por trás do déjà Vu
Cientistas acreditam ter encontrado uma razão por trás do déjà Vu
Trata-se de um fenômeno que deixa os humanos perplexos há gerações: o déjà vu. Você já teve aquela sensação estranha de que já esteve em algum lugar antes? Crédito da foto ilustrativa: depositphotos A sensação estranha, que se traduz do francês para ‘já visto’, de que você já esteve em algum lugar ou fez algo antes, muitas vezes o pega de surpresa e deixa você se sentindo um pouco estranho.Eu…
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koufax73 · 2 years
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Flowers for Boys: la potentissima semplicità di un gesto
La band pugliese Flowers For Boys ha distribuito questo giugno un nuovo singolo dal titolo "Déjà Vu", brano pensato per godersi la stagione estiva. La nostra intervista
La band pugliese Flowers For Boys ha distribuito questo giugno un nuovo singolo dal titolo Déjà Vu. Il brano è pensato per godersi la stagione estiva ma racchiude un messaggio di amore. Vi chiamate Flowers For Boys e venite dalla Puglia. Com’ è nata l’idea di far nascere un gruppo musicale? Come si sono incontrate le vostre strade e da dove deriva il vostro nome? Il nome è un po’ il manifesto…
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ganondoodle · 5 months
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still thinking about how even just the decision to basically act like the shiekah tech never existed is just ... so baffling to me
bc again you could have done all the sonau tech does with shiekah instead, and they were perfect to be explored more in a sequel, why wouldnt you grasp that potential, the literal building blocks for more??
if you are that tired of shiekah tech .. dont make it a fuckign sequel to the game prominently featuring it???? totk doesnt take place generations after botw in which things could have changed drastically, its just a few years afterwards??
you want to reuse the map and get rid of shiekah tech? ok fine take LINK into the past then and the focus is for you to find a way to return; do some neat twist where its revealed that link was the one who sealed gan bc he couldnt defeat him without zelda or something if you dare (they wouldnt)
want less work than that and still reuse the map and get rid of shiekah tech AND reuse characters? ok then make it some alternate universe thingy like majoras mask in which everythign is the same but also isnt, its weird and creepy how characters you thoguht you knew suddendly dont act like themselves, shiekah tech doesnt exist, malice is now miasma, etc, it would give reason to why you feel so much like something about this world is familiar yet also very wrong
as far as im aware every "sequel" we have had so far were either generations apart from the first one, some alternate universe or a different location altogether- in all of which its plausible that things are different, things seem weirdly familiar but also wrong, or that another continent just works different from hyrule
but totk does none of that, its supposedly just a few years after the first game, same world same character, but its BUILT like some strange jumbled mess of stuff from botw and new stuff out of nowhere that just .. doesnt fit, but feeling a strange sense of otherness, a déja vu of something you know but it acts off, like an imposter, thats NOT intentional and it shows, its a mess of botw stuff, from stuff that people missed from the old games and entirely new stuff; i dont doubt it CAN work but the way it turned out is like a mix of 3 different puzzles forced together and being told 'see it fits!' even tho you can clearly see the pieces dont look right in these places
again it feels like a sequel that desperately wants you to forget the first game happened, that anythign from it mattered at all
and that isnt really ... the sense of a sequel? why insist on it being one when it only creates problems? is it marketing?? just like it was marketing to call age of calamity a telling of what happened before botw but then it wasnt that at all and that is still the sole reason why i dislike it? bc i was lied to? totk is like 10000 times worse than that, its a main title and doesnt even have the excuse of yeah its basically an excuse to play all your fav characters in fun ways and the game beign well aware that being its main appeal; what is totk appeal? a toybox with botw aestethic and none of the flavor?
(on a sidenote; the sonau tech doesnt even .. matter? in botw at least calamity ganon was made of shiekah tech parts and him overtaking other tech is a big point, the sonau tech doesnt serve anything but .. idk minerus useless mech? gan doesnt even aknowledge it, he doesnt care, all it is is toys for the player, not link, but the player. the monsters mining the tech materials? what for? gan doesnt give a damn and they dont work for the yiga either??)
i said it before but it gives me the feeling that the way botw invited you to theorize, to look beneath the surface, the way it intrigued you and laid the groundwork for so many interesting things without denying anything.. was accidental? or perhaps put in the game without the directors noticing? i cant stop thinking about them saying sth like "after botw zelda wondered if the kingdom of hyrule needed to keep existing the way it had been before the calamity, but then totk happens" bc it just feels like they realized too late that botw naturally led into questioning the status quo and they scrambled to fit it back into a flat and boring road we have seen so many times before (or even worse really) with totk
zeldas character naturally leads into her questioning and reexamine their history and set of rules? we gotta teach her a lesson of why she is importante god given monarchy girl that has to keep it bc what if evil brown man shows up again for no reason
maybe im grasping at straws here but looking at it this way the sonau .. make more "sense"; the shiekah were a group that was under the rule of the royal family, and misstreated before (oh no look soemthing interesting) so they dont lend themselves well to be used for teaching zelda that lesson- the sonau however are tailored really to be just that; they are a supposedly godly race from the literal sky that founded this version of hyrule, that had tech even more advanced and better than the shiekah, she gets put in the past to meet the perfect god king of goodness personally, also his very fridgy wifey that zelda later replaces in a way, shes put there and treated like family and then gets to see just how evil that evil big man from the desert is, sonia is falcon-punched to death solely so zelda can feel obligated to take over her role, have her new, better 'family' hurt by gan; similarly so raurus sacrifice, look what a noble and good king he is, he payed the ultimate price to lock that evil man away, now zelda you cannot let their sacrifice go to waste, rebuild that divinely good kingdom like it was!!
and even though they go so much out of their way to put the cart back onto the rails of black and white-good and evil in an even flatter way than the old games, it still doesnt feel right, at least to me, it still feels like zelda shouldnt have gone along with all of that, it feels like even her character from botw was walked back entirely, except for the intro, it made her feel like a stranger to me-
because this is a sequel, i know this zelda, she wouldnt act like that after all that shes been through, this feels ... off
and it all just insulting to anyone who cared about botw more than surface level, or the zelda lore in general, i dont even care much about the timeline, but theres alot of lore and themes beyond it that felt ignored, especially so given that .. its a damn sequel, non AU, not generations apart, directly part 2-
but its not.
it even feels very "corporate", put zelda in a dress again, people liked that, put crazy abilities in the game to flashbang people with how insane it is even if its not the best for the gameplay or the story, put a new asthetic into it out of nowhere bc its 'new' and act like its been there the whole time, put gan in there bc people miss him and find him sexy even if his role is just as flat as that of an evil cloud monster-
*sigh*
you know, i saw a post that said aoc was like a bad fanfic (affectionate) and totk was like a bad fanfic (derogatory) and tbh thats like one of the best comparisons/summaries i have seen ..
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zolikaaaa · 8 months
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Mi van akkor, ha az a fény,
amit az alagút végén látunk,
ha meghalunk, nem más,
mint egy másik kórházi szoba fénye,
ahol ismét megszületünk,
és csak azért érkezünk meg sírva,
mert mindenre emlékszünk az elmúlt életünkből és tudjuk,
hogy mindent elveszítettünk?
Ahogy felnövünk,
lassan elfelejtjük az elmúlt életünket és elkezdünk az aktuálisra koncentrálni,
de néha előjön néhány emlék a régebbi életünkről, melyekre azt mondjuk,
déja vu.
Gondolkozz el egy kicsit ezen!
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charmed-caps · 2 years
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toomuchracket · 6 months
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hot chocolate (dad birthday party!matty x reader fluff)
short and sweet for the 19th day of promptober. no actual hot chocolate features but they do order it before the end of the fic lol. literally just two writer dorks and a five year old in their favourite city. enjoy! <3
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"amy!" you hiss at your five year old, as she drops your hand and starts to tear down the busy street ahead of you, pale pink trench coat flowing behind her. "amy healy, get back he- oh my god. i sound like meryl streep."
matty snorts at your words, darting forward to grab your daughter's gloved hand before she goes too far. "but meryl streep in what film?"
you stare at him, unimpressed. "what film slash book did we name our daughter after?"
"gone girl."
your turn to snort, although it's probably less to do with matty's answer than it is to do with amy sighing dramatically and saying "no, dad, don't be silly. i'm named after little women!"
"how do you know that?" matty teases. "you weren't there when we picked your name. you were still in mum's tummy!"
"obviously," amy rolls her eyes. "but you told me it's been mum's favourite book since she was little, and you thought it would be special if i was called amy like one of the girls in it."
the memory makes you smile. titling and naming have never come as easily to you and your work as they have to matty and his, and you spent many a sleepless night stressing about what to call your baby girl; at least once a week, matty would wake up in the middle of the night to an empty bed and you sitting at the bedroom window, poring over baby-name book after baby-name book, website after website, lit only by the moon. he would sit with you for a while, narrowing down options, before coaxing you back under the covers and reading to you and the bump to soothe you into sleep - sections of old novels with peaceful settings and serene plotlines, nothing that would take your attention away from cosiness. it worked on both of you, mostly, but when he started little women, the baby started to kick. 
naming her was easy after that.
you sigh at the memory. both amy and matty turn to look at you, and the latter speaks. "you alright, darling?"
"mhmm," you nod, and take amy's other hand. "was just thinking about how you used to kick when dad and i would read little women to you, ames. you did that a lot here, actually, when we went to paris for a weekend."
amy looks between her parents suspiciously, as if she doesn't believe it. "really? i didn't know you came here when i was in mum's tummy."
"it was the last place we visited before we stayed at home and waited for you, sweetheart," matty squeezes her hand, then looks up at you softly. "couldn't have been anywhere else, really."
matty beams at you, and a wave of sheer déja vu soaks you to the bone - his face is more lined now, his hair shorter and more streaked with silver, but seeing that smile and those eyes against that exclusively-parisian backdrop of narrow rues and beautiful buildings and romance permeating the air just as much as oxygen itself… you're transported back to that first time here with him, getting to know him and realising you didn't want to live life without him in it. this city - and country, thinking back to your engagement - are just as much a part of your relationship as home in london is, and it's always special returning here together; even more so this time, getting to introduce it to your daughter.
said daughter is now tugging at your trouser leg to get your attention. "mum... mummy, you're in dreamland looking at dad again."
the exasperation in her voice snaps you out of your little matty trance (the first of many today, you're sure). "hmm? sorry, baby, what were you saying?"
"i'm asking if you and dad went to disneyland when you came here with me before i was born."
matty laughs so loudly that an elderly man nearby turns to look at him in disgust, muttering "imbécile" as he does. you go to fire back a quick "connard", but amy reacts appropriately enough for the whole family by sticking her tongue out at the man and blowing a raspberry; this makes matty laugh even louder, and you can't help but giggle at her satisfied grin either.
once the laughter dies down, matty wipes his eyes and speaks. "no, sweetheart, mummy and i did not go to disneyland while you were in her tummy. it would've been fun, i'm sure, but no."
"yeah," amy nods thoughtfully, a little crease forming between her brows as she thinks. "maybe you should have. cos then maybe i wouldn't have been so scared on haunted mansion yesterday."
you bite your tongue, looking pointedly at matty to make sure he does the same - as much as you want to laugh at her five year old logic, you don't want to run the risk of upsetting amy by making her feel silly. she really was terrified, clinging to you and matty in the little car as you weaved in and out of ghosts, and it got even worse when she got back to the hotel and got into bed; between 3 (when she ran through to your room, eyes weepy and lip quivering, terrified the hitchhiking ghosts had followed you) and 6am (when matty carried her, asleep, back to her own room and tucked her in with her teddy) this morning, you and matty spent your time doing all but saging the suite to make sure it was phantom-free.
"you were brave even saying you wanted to go on it, baby," you say, stroking amy's hair. "and you went to sleep so quickly after your bad dream - that was good."
"so did mum, ames," matty grins cheekily. "she was already sleeping when i went back through after i tucked you in! didn't even stay awake to kiss me goodnight. meanie."
amy giggles, while you roll your eyes and smile suggestively at matty. "i apologised for that when you woke up, didn't i?"
(read: you tugged your husband into the shower with you so you could suck his dick, a) to apologise for falling asleep and b) just because he was exceptionally dilfy the previous day and night.)
"that you did, darling, that you did," matty leans over amy's head to kiss you quickly. "m'still tired, though. need a cappuccino, i think."
"well, good thing we're almost at our destination," you smile, pointing at a building at the end of the street. amy starts to try and speed ahead again, but you keep a firm grasp on her little hand. "none of that, please, amy, you need to stay with mum and dad at busy roads."
"sorry, mummy," your daughter looks up at you, with a set of pleading puppy dog eyes exactly like her father's. "m'just excited to go."
your resolve cracks - you're incapable of resisting those eyes on matty as is, so you don't stand a chance against them on your far more adorable baby girl's face - and you coo. "that's alright, sweetheart. i'm excited, too. what about you, babe?"
matty shrugs. "i'm here for whatever, as long as my girls like it. and i can get a coffee."
"simp," you smirk, leaning up to kiss your husband's cheek and giggling as he pinches your hip indignantly. a pretty awning catches your eye, and you crouch to be level with amy. "look, baby, we're here!"
amy's little face lights up, but she stays calm, waiting patiently with you and matty as you enter the building and find a seat. smiling, you snap a sneaky picture of her as she tries to peruse the menu - sat at the white marble table in her little headband and the dusty rose cardigan she got as a christmas present from aunt patti (cashmere, the diva!), she looks so right, like a cool little princess of some kind. the fun anne hathaway-played type, though, not like the stuffy family you share a hometown with.
you lean over to whisper in matty's ear. "not to be dramatic, but it's never been clearer to me than in this moment that we're raising the most chic kid in the world."
"well, yeah, she's got us as parents," matty giggles in your ear, before being tugged to the other side by his other girl. "what's that, sweetheart? you need help with the menu? i thought you already knew what you were going to have!"
amy grins bashfully. "yeah… hot chocolate!"
"and a croissant? we can share one if you like."
she nods again, looking around the café in wonder. matty smiles lovingly at her, a look he keeps when he turns to you. "would you do the honours, my love?"
"of course," you kiss his hand, before scouting a passing waitress (whose eyes go wide when she realises who you and matty are, bless her) and ordering in french; she laughs when you crack a joke, promising to be right back with your drinks and pastries.
when you turn back to matty, he's still smiling lovingly. "it never fails to impress me when you do that."
"i know. you titled a whole album around it," you smirk, taking his hand. "and it never fails to make me blush, your reaction to it."
"good. i like making you blush. you look extra pretty when you're a little bit flustered," matty kisses your hand. "and i think you look extra pretty today in general. what do you think, ames?"
amy turns from people-watching to nod very seriously. you and matty both laugh, before you speak. "are you having a good day, baby? how would you describe it, in one word?"
she thinks for a second, brows raising just like matty's do when he ponders. "perfect."
matty nods, tugging you both into him. "yeah, it is."
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