Yes, It Is Just Like The Nazis

In light of all the memes surrounding Ned's cheating scandal, I need some people who might not be in the Try Guys fandom (currently or ever) to realise that there are real people, specifically families with an emphasis on children and significant others, that are being hurt by what Ned (and Alex, but mostly Ned because he was her boss) has done. The company itself is in danger due to Ned causing bad and negative PR, which affects all employees and their families, and the remaining Try Guys are having to deal with losing a close friend of 8+ years because of something so disgusting and harmful. This is all honestly a devastating turn of events, and of course, Eugene, Keith, and Zach can articulate it better than I ever could in this video they put out just an hour or so ago; I highly recommend giving it a watch, especially since it's less than 6 minutes long

Janet Mills is all of us. Fcuk you, First Felon.

MAGA will implode as We The People rise and punch these Nazis in the face.

READ!! THIS IS MY LAST CHANCE!!!! (This is all I have!!)

My health is actually failing. I’m not being dramatic when I say I could die If I don’t get the medical help I need.

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I have a rare blood clotting disease that causes me to be at the HIGHEST RISK possible to have a heart attack, aneurysm, or stroke. This disease has also resulted in multiple major surgeries, and countless other major procedures that have left me with debilitating chronic pain and other disabilities (limited use of my dominate arm, and even tasks like sweeping leave my arms in immense pain). I have two stints in my chest keeping my main vein open to my right arm so the blood can flow to it. And it still has trouble flowing back which causes swelling and excruciating pain in my arm. The main vein in my chest has been patched and dissected from a vein from my thigh because the veins in my right arm and chest are so damaged they weren’t able to save much. I had to get a rib removed because it was pinching my vein and causing clotting during which damaged a lot of muscles in my chest and shoulder causing even more chronic pain. They also wired my chest shut.

So I NEED to have access to good health care. I’m chronically ill with horrible and scary diseases. I’ve already almost died three times, and have been on my death bed twice.. I’m in and out of hospitals constantly, they don’t have the resources to help. I NEED HELP. I NEED TO LEAVE AND MOVE IN ORDER TO SURVIVE!!! Please fucking help me!! Boost my links, donate whatever! I’m grateful for anything !!

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youtube is pulling this bullshit again

praying for the firefox gods to save me once more...

D’Pharaoh Woon-A-Tai, the first indigenous actor nominated in any lead category, attends the 2024 Emmys with a red handprint over his mouth, the symbol for Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women (MMIW). September 15, 2024.

Not to be dramatic but this is a massive fucking deal and I legitimately hope every single politician dies.

Reading amazing fanfiction, then forgetting to bookmark it

My friend and I respectively as I finished reading this.

ML Ficlet: Seafoam

Just something I threw together. Felt compelled to write it. A dedication to Luka Couffaine.

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“The Little Mermaid” a fairy tale that many have read and loved. It was the favorite story of a certain musician with teal tipped. The tale of a mermaid with a beautiful voice who fell in love and gave her voice up for a chance to win over their true love.

Luka loved that story, it was a tale he would have his mother read to him many times in his younger days. His passion for music and life living on a boat had him develop a relation to this mythical character. He dreamed of finding a love so strong that he would give up everything to win her over.

In walked in Marinette Dupain Cheng, a talented designer with a soul that sang with a melody that would make angels weep for joy. Luka could see her caring heart, he could say that he had found his prince or in this case, princess.

As he got closer to her, he realized that her heart belonged to another, a blond model by the name of Adrien Agreste. He was a good guy, he was caring and courteous, it was obvious to see why Marinette fell for him. This did not deter him, for Adrien was not in love with Marinette, his heart belonged to another, he still felt he had a chance.

He felt something strange that day after the chaos at the ice rink. He had his chance to sweep her off her feet, have her give up on the boy she loved. But he didn’t, his heart was yelling at him. He decided to encourage her to go after him. The baker girl smiled and kissed his cheek, thanking him as she left to go after another guy.

It was a strange feeling, he felt good. He watched as the girl he loved ran after another guy and he felt happy about it. He decided that it must be that he wanted her to have no regrets, he wanted to win her over fairly. That was what he told himself.

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He did his best to win her over, showering her with praise, supporting her at every turn, he even lost his voice in order to defend her. Each step he was getting closer to her.

Another chance came, he wrote her a song. He thought he had finally encapsulated the feelings he had for her, but she wasn’t ready to hear it, not yet. He saved her again, after that, she was ready to hear his song.

For a time, she seemed happy with him, she would listen to him play, she would support him and the band. For her, he would listen to her vent, try her designs, and tasted her baked goods. No one could ask for better, at least if they only saw the surface.

Luka could see that Marinette was still out of reach, something he couldn’t understand, something was keeping her from completely being with him. Soon enough he realized it, her heart still belonged to another.

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She was crying when she revealed it to him. She didn’t want to hurt him, but she couldn’t deny these feelings anymore.

He thought he would be angry, he thought he would go and fight for her, he thought he would feel betrayal, but he didn’t. He gave her a warm smile, and told her that he understood.

“Go to him.” His words reverberated in his head as he spoke them aloud.

Marinette smiled through her tears, thanking him for his understanding. She kissed his cheek and ran off. He watched as she ran off, determined to get the heart of another. He felt like he was standing on knives as he walked away.

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He saw her again weeks later. She was smiling again, her warmth radiating like the sun. She was holding hands with him, the boy she loved, the one she chose over him.

He felt his heart beat loudly as he saw them together, happy, enjoying the other’s presence. It was clear to him that he could never have that with her, and that was okay. It was actually perfect how it turned out.

He felt himself smile at the two, his heart light as Seafoam. He understood how she felt, that mermaid in the tragic story.

They had loved, they had given all they could for love, only to have it end with them losing their love to another. A doomed love, forever pining from afar, but happy that they got to experience the warmth of such a beautiful feeling. Happy for the one they love to find a person to love. This was the melody he was searching for, and he was loving every note.