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hey. hey joel tanuki truthers. hey do you guys know about the tanuki yokai lore. do you know? like are you aware of the biggest notable physical feature of tanukis? do you know about the big ba *gets shot*

#joel smallishbeans #birdsquawks caw caw

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some hermits in dresses

#YOPOOOO LETS GOOOO #once again i need to say how much i love gem's faded orange hair its so good #and of course doc with the apron #hermitcraft

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Hehhe toothpaste

#i love this i love this i love this #i am a HUGE sucker for human-alien interaction sci fi stories #and this is beautiful both in form and in narrative #those last three panels are CRUSHING

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when god closes a door (gothcicle) he opens a window (faggy clubcicle)

#that’s my streamer (tiredly affectionate) #slimecicle

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The Mob 🪶

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The Mob 🪶

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The Mob 🪶

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The Mob 🪶

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The Mob 🪶

#AUUGGGGHHH #THE MOB!!!

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rb this and tell me what ur accent is. this has no purpose except the fact i just realized i could have like... mutuals with cockney accents or newfoundland accents or something and thats just wild

#hawaii townie english?? #like pacific northwest blended with pidgin which is an asian/hawaiian/broader oceania creole #i’m japanese-based and more pacific northwest sounding due to upbringing

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anyways, do you see my vision

skizz (tall man) -> knows magic, not mage gem (half-elf) impulse (dwarf) grain (half-foot) -> lock smith scar (elf) -> knows magic, not mage mumbo (tall man) -> mage joel (half-foot)

broadly i imagine the entirety of hermitcraft to be like this big adventurers guild so parties gets swapped and rearranged frequently

someone come put me down before dungeon meshi hermitcraft comes out of my throat like a dog’s throw up

#i WILL draw them i just have to fight off a 1000 demons (uni finals) #gem and impulse used to be a group with pearl (elf werewolf) but now shes doing guild infrastructure work #with tango (elf former dungeon master) and etho (elf but hes just a regular dude) #canaries if they were establishing mail systems in the region instead #actually everyone in the larger party eats monsters separately for diff. reasons but no one has talked about it #and each assumes (incorrectly) that everyone is disgusted by it and no one ends up saying anything #(man i really like this soup too bad everyone else is Normal and Hates it) - everyone #also lizzie is an oni DO YOU SEE MY VISION?????

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dungeon meshi screen caps but hermitcraft🥲

i shit you not the reason this happened was because i saw gem fanart of her as an elf and i just got caught up with dungeon meshi (anime) and i was like holy shit it's marcille!!! and also etho is certified autism monster freak!!!!!! AND i saw chilchuck with "the most big beautiful brown eyes you've ever seen" and thought bdubs

but😊😊😅😇

dwarf impulse is too good and bdubs would be half foot buttttttt character wise chilchuck is not bdubs but shut up🙅🙅🙅

#YESY ES YES YES YES FOAMING AT THW MOUTH #hermitcraft #dungeon meshi

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someone come put me down before dungeon meshi hermitcraft comes out of my throat like a dog’s throw up

#birdsquawks-caw-caw

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hiiiiiiiiiiii……. 🚦(WIP)

#oh that lineart is amazing!!! #desert duo #traffic smp #grian #goodtimeswithscar

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me: 2 harming potions and a golden apple breakfast is the most important meal of the day, that’s right

my guardian angel (currently taking the form of Goodtimeswithscar to try and get me to listen to him): Do we think maybe a vegetable would bring good times

#me on the the verge of a breakdown making my 42 source 15 page paper for a entry level undergraduate class #guardian angel (grian who has the SAME DEGREE AS ME): do we think maybe less sources would do bring us less despair

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Here is a dream Jimmy has had again and again: he is sitting in a cage.

It is, he thinks, probably not a particularly nice birdcage. No one’s bothered to gild it; maybe he should consider it lucky for the white polymer enameling that means the bars don’t rust, but in some ways, it’s more insulting that no one’s tried to dress up that it’s a cage. There is straw on the bottom, a water dish, a small plate of fruit. There are mirrors and colorful bells and perches hanging from the ceiling. There is a knife on the floor, half-hidden by the straw and so polished that it almost looks like a mirror.

As he starts to pull his hands away from the straw he’s been sat upon, recoiling from the knife for reasons he doesn’t know how to explain, he can see he’s not alone. There’s a bird in here with him, a little yellow canary. (Of course there is.) The bird mostly hops, rather than flying, but its wings aren’t clipped; it could fly if someone let it out of the cage. It has a lovely song, and it sings it over and over, as though it doesn’t know what else to do when it’s locked in.

That’s normally when Jimmy looks for the door, then. There’s a little black digital lock holding the cage shut. It’s on the wrong side of the bars and the bars are too close together for him to reach anyway. The first time he had the dream, he spent the whole time there, trying to figure out how to get at the lock. He couldn’t figure it out, though, not before he suddenly stopped being able to breathe.

The rest of the times he’s had the dream, he’s bothered to look outwards. There, he sees people; many of them are familiar, but most of them are strangers, blurry figures that are only distinctive in that all their eyes are looking at the cage. He yells for their attention, rattles the cage, rages, and sometimes, one of the familiar faces sees him. Tango and Joel at least tried the lock; they didn’t know the passcode any more than he did. Others talk to him, but don’t bother with the lock. Jimmy tries not to be angry. It’s not like it will open without the code.

No one else seems to see him at all, though. They’re too focused on the bird. His words steadily get more and more drowned out by the birdsong, even as the room starts to heat up and smoke starts to coil on the ground. By that point, not even the people who know Jimmy seem to be able to hear him over mesmerizing birdsong, and as he desperately tries to get someone’s attention, vision swimming in and out, desperately tries to reach the lock again, do anything, nothing happens.

And then, one time, they turn to look at him as the bird succumbs before he does to the smoke.

They still don’t get the door open in time.

But the last time Jimmy has the dream, it’s shown him what to do.

He picks up the knife.

And as he exits the mine with blood and yellow feathers on his hands, he does not regret it at all.

#HOOOUUGGGHH THATS A GOOD ONE #i adore animal imagery and this scratches the itch so well like good job op this is definitely a fic ever #this particular brand of learned violence before violence is dealt to you for jimmy is also so good #fic #trafficsmp #jimmy solidarity

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rewatching naruto is realising that your bedrock bros obsession was actually kakashi & naruto redressed and with extra spice (here: betrayal) so welcome to day 1 of redrawing kakashi-naruto screencaps as bedrock bros

is he being blown away in the wind or did techno just want to stop him from running off? we may never know

(part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5)

#this is so cute i am screaming sobbing throwing up #i miss them so much #but also kakashi naruto techno tommy realization is HAUNTING #thank you op #dsmp #tommyinnit #technoblade