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elsirason · 1 year
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Just thinking how in rl Leonardo was a crazy convinced vegetarian because of his love for animals and all, but like… He lived in Reinassence Italy (Tuscany, which is one of the biggest meat-eater areas of the peninsula), BEFORE the discovery of America, so before veggies like tomatoes, potatoes, BEANS, and PEANUTS (so basically the protein-veggies) even existed in the area… And the fact that he was in AMAZING SHAPE, like… there are testimonies you could basically count his abs.
What the heck did he eat?
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elsirason · 2 years
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Here is the link! What an amazing idea ❤️
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elsirason · 2 years
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Every time you break spaghetti in half to put them in the pot, an Italian's heart breaks.
Think before you act.
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elsirason · 2 years
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What is happening here? I've been away from the ikevamp app & Tumblr for like... 3 days, and ALL OF THESE NEW ARTS COMING OUT?? DO YOU REALLY WANT ME TO FAINT FROM ALL THESE HANDSOMEES??
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elsirason · 2 years
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What is happening here? I've been away from the ikevamp app & Tumblr for like... 3 days, and ALL OF THESE NEW ARTS COMING OUT?? DO YOU REALLY WANT ME TO FAINT FROM ALL THESE HANDSOMEES??
I'm really trying my best to take these rated-under-18 terms-friendly
cause I don't know what could come out of my mouth if I didn't try so hard
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Ladies and gentlemen them:
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elsirason · 2 years
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I think my heart just stopped there for a moment.
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I'm probably having a heart attack rn
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Credit to Cybired
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elsirason · 2 years
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Pros and Cons of making things
Pro: Thing
Con: Make
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elsirason · 2 years
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Salaì would buy one of those machines where you can make anything carbonated.
He's currently carbonating his coffee and the milk everyone is going to use for breakfast. Sebastian doesn't approve but he's curious to know how everyone is going to react so he doesn't stop him.
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elsirason · 2 years
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Shakespeare - Lashes of Pleasure
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Leonardo - Really Are Something
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Comte de Saint Germain - When You Blush
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Funeral Of Roses Gacha
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elsirason · 2 years
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it shouldn’t surprise people that respecting a cat’s boundaries (i.e. ceasing to pet them after they paw at you) helps them trust you more
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elsirason · 2 years
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hello, im so sorry if this is a dumb question- im using the fluorine theme on mooncovesnight(.)tumblr(.)com, and the chat bubbles for the chat post types don't seem to work. im not sure if im using the post type or the theme incorrectly... thank you!
Hi, it's not a dumb question at all, don't worry!! You aren't the first to run into this issue.
On your blog, when you access the permalink page of the "chat" post, its post type is listed as a "text" post instead (highlighted in yellow below). This is because the chat post has been reblogged as an NPF post, and so the styling for chat posts is not applied.
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NPF unfortunately still hasn't been given much documentation and support, so it's hard for theme makers to support them in their custom themes too. To ensure your posts are not reblogged as NPF posts, you will need to turn off the (beta) new post editor when you reblog posts, because when it's on, the reblogged posts get converted to NPF. The toggle is at the top right of the screen on desktop.
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Once it's turned off, the chat posts should show up in the chat message log style as intended. Hope this helps!
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elsirason · 2 years
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elsirason · 2 years
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“wow you blocked me just cuz i disagreed with you???”
yes. yes, exactly. this is a social media site. i come here to look at pictures of birds and shitpost with my friends. this is not a town hall meeting; i am not your elected official. i do not owe you my energy, my space, or my time. you and i are strangers that use the same website. i can block you for literally any reason and that’s okay. take a deep breath. block me too. you’ll feel better.
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elsirason · 2 years
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Imagine Jean and Gilles during the war, sitting around camp one night. Jean's been quiet all evening, lost in his personal hell, and although Gilles spends the first half hour or so trying to cheer Jean up, to get him to eat something, he eventually gives up and settles for kicking the rocks around at his feet. The camp falls into silence save for the crackling of the flames and distant drunken chatter from the other soldiers.
Then suddenly Gilles notices something out of the corner of his eye.
"Jean..." He grabs Jean's shoulders and shakes him. "Jean! Look up! Look!'
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Gilles' excitement finally seems to break Jean from his stupor. He follows Gilles' finger to see what he's pointing at. When his gaze fixes on it, his lifeless expression flickers almost imperceptibly. The event in the sky lasts only a handful of moments, but Jean's already on his feet.
Gilles cries after him in surprise as Jean hurtles out of the camp. He jumps up and runs after Jean, nearly tripping over their cookware in the process.
Even in the near pitch-dark outside the camp, Jean expertly navigates the terrain in a way that puts Gilles in awe of what little of Jean's silhouette he can make out. It's athletic prowess, it's elegance, it's angelic grace. He has to push his legs and stamina to their very limit just to catch up him.
When he does, he finds Jean standing in a clearing surrounded by the craggy forms of rock outcroppings. The night sky is even clearer out here than it was in the camp.
"Gilles, did you see where it went?"
"The star?"
Jean snaps his eyes to Gilles. "So it was a star?"
Well, uh..." Gilles awkwardly scratches the back of his head. "One of my tutors says it's probably not an actual star, but... Were you chasing it?"
"Of course. Someone could have been hurt." Jean hops atop one of the outcroppings to survey the horizon. "I don't see or hear anything though."
Gilles' heart lurches from the genuine concern in Jean's voice. He knows Jean will worry all night if not all week. And he almost regrets bringing Jean's attention to the shooting star in the first place.
"I've never seen anything like it," Jean says after another minute of silence. This time his voice holds a hint of child-like wonder. A kind of innocence that Gilles hadn't seen in Jean since before they came to the battlefield.
Gilles smiles as he climbs up to sit down on the rock at Jean's feet. "Wish for peace."
Jean looks down at him. "What?"
"They say if you wish on a shooting star, you'll get that wish." Gilles tilts his head. "Though, you have to make the wish while it's still in the sky."
Jean doesn't say anything for a long moment and Gilles is unable to read the silence.
Finally Jean gives a derisive laugh and sits down beside Gilles. "If peace were that easy to wish for, I think we'd already have it, non?"
Gilles takes out his waterskin and hands it to Jean. "Or maybe no one else in the world wants it as badly as you do."
"I would hope that isn't the case." Jean takes a tiny swig, then he throws the waterskin at Gilles' face.
"Hey! What-"
"It's empty."
"Ah..."
This next swathe of silence is more comfortable. It stretches until Gilles catches Jean staring at him. He's grateful for the dark that makes it impossible for Jean to see the warmth on his cheeks. Or maybe Jean can see it anyway. That wouldn't surprise him.
"Merci," Jean says, leaving it at that, and Gilles can hear the smile that he can't see.
Thank you for caring, even if that affection is wasted on me.
And maybe this is the memory that sits in Jean's heart on that evening when you trick him into letting you become his caretaker by lying about a shooting star.
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◆ 18+ blog, minors dni
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elsirason · 2 years
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Michel Ney and his ducklings 🐤🐤🐤
I changed his outfit a bit to make it easier to draw, (bc I was so excited when drawing it, I just didn't check) so let's say it's his casual outfit 👀
His ducklings' names are Am - Stram - Gram (only French speakers will get the lame joke) and yes, he can tell them apart
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elsirason · 2 years
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This.
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This is PURE ITALIAN STYLE.
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DOCTOR WHO • S05E10 ❝Vincent and the Doctor❞
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