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ruporas · 7 months
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happiness today and tomorrow (ID in alt)
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zvaigzdelasas · 10 months
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"Xi Jinping is personally carrying fentanyl into the US and selling it on the streets" becoming a sensible bipartisan talking point now rly solidifies my gut feel that "China/Iran/[Bad Guys] are invading us through the southern border!" is gonna become a more & more prominent bipartisan USAmerican politician talking point like. Within the year
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dammarchy211 · 1 year
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After serval days of my boyfriend bugging me about welcome home or puppet/muppet au raz/j I finally drew it
He’s inspired by the fraggles and the fireys bc they have some of my favorite muppet designs<3
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dreamlandiasims · 5 months
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Frankie: Hello Lori, this is your daughter, calling you for the 50th time. Hope you’re doing well, because I certainly am not. If by any chance you did just hit the road without me… could you at least give me a call back? I swear I wouldn’t even be mad if you ditched me. I just want to know whether I can leave this place and never look back, or if I have to stick around to save your helpless ass from whatever situation you’ve gotten stuck in this time. Okay, well, call me back when you get this. Bye. … Love you.
Erwin: “When I die and they lay me to rest, gonna go to the place that’s the best” [humming “Spirit in the Sky”]
Frankie: Erwin! What the hell is wrong with this place??
Erwin: Oh, so now you’re interested in what I have to say. And you do know my name…
Frankie: Yeah, yeah, whatever. Look, my mom is missing. She went to that creepy ass lab, never came back, and now no one will tell me where she is. And on top of that, they replaced the bartender at the bar!
Erwin: They did what?
Frankie: They replaced the bar—you know what, never mind. That’s not important.
Erwin: So you think your mom is at BioSim Tech?
Frankie: Well… yeah, I don’t know. I feel like I sound crazy, but I don’t know where else she could be.
Erwin: You don’t sound crazy. Come on, I can tell you everything I know. But not here.
Erwin: Please, make yourself comfortable.
Frankie: This is, um, wow. Quite the setup.
Erwin: Thanks!
Frankie: Now tell me about this lab.
Erwin: I would be honored. But, in order to do so, you’ll need to understand a bit about this town’s past.
Frankie: I don’t need a history lesson.
Erwin: No no, trust me, it’ll be worth it. Now… where to begin…
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eyeofnewtblog · 3 months
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Things that happen at home:
One of my 24 cousins: *buys me a nurf gun (for Christmas but very late delivery) with no ammo*
Me: *goes to the Most Evil Of Places and acquires ammo (Walmart is evil on so many levels, I don’t have time to explain, just trust me, it’s EVIL)*
My husband, immediately: *shoots me, unexpectedly, for over an hour* *like he FINDS spots in the house, hides in dark corners, lures me into thinking he’s in a specific spot with lights and his headphones and then BAM! Right in the forehead with a nurf bullet*
Me: *takes the two big nurf guns into work, leaving the one tiny little one shot nurf gun and exactly three (3) nurf bullets for my husband to ambush me with when I get home*
My husband, who does not disappoint: *calls me as soon as he wakes up to confirm if I hid them or took them, then STILL AMBUSHES ME AND NAILS ME IN THE FOREHEAD WITH ALL OF THE AMMO AT HIS DISPOSAL*
Me: *still going to take all the ammo and big guns to work so that he can only shoot me a little bit*
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carlyraejepsans · 9 months
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I’ve started watching Utena because of you. What. Is going on
HI. WELCOME TO THE CLUB, watch the trigger warnings. but yeah, revolutionary girl utena veers more and more towards surrealism the further you get into the series. it often and voluntarily forfeits narrative/logical consistency in favor of visual storytelling, metaphors and symbolism. i was just talking about it with nic the other day, and if the story weren't so harrowing, i would recommend it to everyone who wants to get into literary analysis, because it is SO packed with symbolism EVERYWHERE that it actually encourages you to try to decode it.
whatever you think utena is about, it is NOT. you can't go in and treat it like your 49293th classical shoujo. utena is a firework show of visual symbolism and it very rarely, if ever, explains itself to the viewer. it refuses to handhold you, but it never berates you for trying and getting it wrong either. there is SO much handholding in modern day media, but utena trusts its viewer to take away something meaningful from itself and to piece its message together on their own. it's one of my favourite pieces of media of all time just for that
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catzgam3rz · 1 year
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*Crawls out of Artblock hole* TAKE SOME WORK IN PROGRESS BAD BOYS FOR YOUR DAY
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mono-blogs-art · 1 year
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if you don’t know anything about bandori or roselia i want you to watch this (skip to 02:58 if you just want to headbang)
Roselia - First live performance of overtuRe during the Weissklee concert on May 21st, 2022 at Fuji-Q Highland.
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breakdowns-spare-tire · 10 months
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The saga continues
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good-beanswrites · 3 months
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A little comedy drabble for @kyanako5972 in return for their very impressive musical skills! (The Jailbreak mix wouldn't have fit together without ya👍) Fuuta gets his hands on some slime... They've done some art for it here :3
[I couldn't think of something funny enough, but insert broadway bootleg Milgram Slime Tutorial joke here]
Fuuta was open-minded. Of course he was. He was the most open-minded guy here. He knew that vengeance could come in many shapes. Sometimes it took the form of beautiful, poetic violence. Sometimes it was cutting words and a grand victory. And other times, it appeared as sticky craft slime. You just had to have an open mind to see it.
Not everyone was in as receptive of a mood. 
“A-are you sure it’s not a, a toy?” Haruka asked.
“It’s not.”
“B-but,” he pointed, “it’s --”
“No! It’s a weapon.”
“I don’t know if you know what a weapon is…” Amane looked down at the table. “You couldn’t have requested something a bit more… sharp?”
“Eh!? This is a pri-son. Like they’re gonna give me something like that. I’ve got to take matters into my own hands.”
To prove his point, he picked up his creation. The color wasn’t as flashy as the others’, but it held the perfect consistency for what he needed. It had taken some time to formulate the perfect plan of attack. There were rules he had to work around, after all. (No matter how open-minded he was, rules were rules.) There was a no-violence ban. Fuuta had already tested that one -- several times, actually -- and was sure he couldn’t get around it. Their requests were monitored, and it wasn’t as if he could go and order weapons. And then, even if he did get his hands on something truly dangerous, the original ban would stop him from using it. That left him with only one option.
“It’s definitely a toy. The others are playing with it.” It was true, Haruka, Muu and Yuno had their own colorful creations. Amane herself hadn’t grabbed any, though she sat with her eyes glued hungrily on the others’ projects. Her interest in it wasn’t helping Fuuta’s case.
“Exactly, it’s the perfect disguise! They’ll never see it coming.”
“There’s nothing to see coming…”
Muu poked at hers. “Look~ Mine’s cute and pink, see? I’m even going to add some glitter when Haruka’s finished with it.”
“I-I Uh, I think I added too much… sorry…” Haruka’s slime had lost all appealing texture, turned into a clumpy, sparkling mess.
Fuuta heaved the loudest sigh he could manage, but the others continued paying him no mind. He was doing this for them, shouldn’t they care? Es had slapped Haruka during his interrogation, for god’s sake! That was child abuse! Yuno was only a year older and returned from her interrogation with complaints of violence! And Fuuta --! Well, he actually hadn’t experienced any of that, but that didn’t matter. No hero of justice would let all that go unpunished. 
His moment came quicker than expected. He’d planned on ambushing Es coming in or out of their room, but they surprised everyone by coming into the common area. It was fate.
“I heard you all were playing with some crafts in here.”
Amane glanced at Fuuta. He shot her a look back that meant “don’t say a single word.” His exaggerated expression only drew Es’ attention.
“Something to say, prisoner three?”
“Yeah!” He wound up his arm. 
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He had an open mind, but not necessarily a quick one. With more time, he could have come up with a righteous cry, something along the lines of: “this is for Haruka and Yuno, you damned scoundrel!” Or even: “meet your judgment, tyrant!”
But as the slime came careening toward’s Es’ face, the only thing he managed was, “fuck you!”
Splat.
The common room fell silent. Fuuta froze. The slime had hit its mark perfectly. It hit Es squarely on the side of the head. It splattered onto their hat. A good deal had tangled itself in their hair. It oozed toward their shoulder, clumps falling onto the uniform. As they tried to wipe it from their face, the material clung to their gloves, getting stuck between their fingers. 
Their eyes moved slowly from their ruined clothes to Fuuta’s still outstretched hand, to his face. “I see.”
They turned on their heel and left.
“That’ll teach ya!” He called out, a moment too late after they’d gone. He turned to Amane, who was watching with a mix of amusement and disappointment. “There’s no way that stuff’s washing out easy. Maybe they’ll have to put on a spare uniform in the meantime.” 
“You shouldn’t have made them so mad,” she said.
“Pah! What’s the brat gonna do? Name me guilty over it?”
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nyaskitten · 6 months
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honestly as irritating as the whole "just armor, not prosthetic" thing is, I can kiiinda see where they're coming from. like yea its ridiculous to assume a kid would watch a character use a prosthetic arm to defend themselves and suddenly now the kid will try it too but i mean, the chances of that will never be zero, y'know?
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darabeatha · 1 month
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/ My goal for this year is to draw more handsome anime men and most importantly, FINISH THEM👹
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prisiidon · 1 year
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💜💀 my linksona’s/darksona’s poe that’s in his shadow 💀💜
was summoned for fun from a stolen grimoire, deal was an eye for eye
Just freeloading while hiding from Hylia and Ganon’s control lol.
Strongest at night, stretches across shadows.
Spectre (linksona) can see what the poe sees with the eyepatch off at night, but not for long it gives him migraines rIP
Wards off other spoopers who Spec recklessly summons for fun
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pacificwaternymph · 1 year
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I am vibrating thinking about that one Blue Diamond quote and Witchcraft Scott.
"You cannot fathom how much I've mourned. What thousands of years of grief has done to me!"
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simmingonthelow · 2 months
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Giving credit to @hauntedtrait for adapting @/mcapriglioneart's challenge
Thank you to:
@starry-spell - L.Faba
@ezra-trait - Candy Behr & Erwin Pries
@lilypixels - Johnny Zest, Penny Pizzazz & Don Lothario
@m0ckest - Makoa Kealoha
for your entries!!!
poses by @rebouks and @akuiyumi
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scalproie · 11 months
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"Nobody cares about the plot" stfu the Silver Knight is fighting off the corruption of the devil's gift with the help of the children of the people he once served and betrayed against his will ages ago
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