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andro-vampillion · 1 month
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ikkaku-of-heart · 2 years
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@indomiitas​ asked: “It’s dangerous to walk around a place like this alone. Come with me. I insist.” Teach crooned, wrapping one of her loose curls around his finger before he gave it a gentle tug.
Kidnapping/Stalking Memes
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Ikkaku had had a bad feeling about this island since the Hearts had first landed. For starters, the fog was even thicker than Joras’, with the sun being completely blotted out by the nearly black miasma that crept through the abandoned streets of the port. Not a soul could be found in shops, houses, offices, or even jail cells. It was like everyone had just vanished. There were some signs of struggle in the fact that carts, tables, and so much else had been upturned, but there hadn’t appeared to be any kind of bloody battle.
So while the Hearts investigated, the crew opted to stay together, especially as the mist got even more dense, taking on an almost oily, smoke-like quality. Ikkaku in particular had practically clung to Bepo’s arm the longer they walked around. Something was sending her nerves into overdrive. It was like the air felt heavier, like gravity was perhaps tugging her down a bit more. And there was a voice in the back of her head warning her that she was not safe. Yet she pressed on with her nakama, telling herself that Law would protect her from any danger.
Then the town became utterly engulfed in darkness, with Ikkaku herself yanked back by some kind of invisible force while her crewmates were swallowed by shadows. Even Law hadn’t seemed to escape it, and when the darkness cleared, everyone was gone.
Everyone except her, and the figure that materialized from the shadows behind her.
Goosebumps rose along her flesh as she felt Blackbeard play with her hair. There was something about the man that instinctively repulsed her. Whether it was the nature of his Devil Fruit or just his personality, his very presence had the hairs on the back of her neck rising in alarm. His touch further made her stomach twist and churn, and she felt the urge to crawl out of her very skin. The voice in her head cautioned her to remain calm, that light must not surrender to the darkness, but it was hard to pay attention to that when she’d just seen Law’s Ope Ope no Mi powers prove useless.
“Give me back my crew,” she replied, voice barely more than a shaky whisper as she stared ahead, trembling. Perhaps another time she could have been defiant, but he’d taken the Hearts. She didn’t know if they were dead or merely imprisoned, but it was obvious he had the upper hand. Yet still, she made her demand, weak as it was. “Give me back my captain.”
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hankvondouche · 30 days
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It's getting good y'all! Aliens coming!
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Dark Encounter (2019)
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shisasan · 1 month
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How strange. All this is like a dream.
Jorge Luis Borges, The Encounter
originally published 1969
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merrymorningofmay · 2 months
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actually now that i've rewatched td1 it's a bit funny that rust's philosophical musings ended up the most quotable because like. rust is wrong. it's kind of the point of the show that he's wrong
like no, time is not a flat circle, that's something that a deeply sad person is telling himself because 1. the big good thing he'd thought he did turned out to be a failure 2. doing 4d mental gymnastics to imagine the world as completely static where nothing ever changes saves him the hurt of hoping (and when he has his revelation at the end it's that the world is a story, which implies a dynamic and a direction)
(and incidentally, hey, this show sure loves them some spirals. wonder if a spiral is a popular schematic for something that incorporates both repetition and linearity, like time or history perhaps)
like....... td1 is a story about men who lie! to others and themselves! marty has his whole masculinity shtick, and whenever that doesn't do any good he doubles down and goes to argue that it's someone else's fault or Just How Things Are so he doesn't have to face sad truths about himself. rust's philosophy is, at least to some extent, an attempt to reason his way out of grieving ("my daughter dying was good for her And me actually!"), out of hoping and being heartbroken ("romance? that's not even supposed to work, everyone is just delusional"), out of internalising the horrible things he's seen/done/been through ("those murder victims were glad to die actually, everyone is a pre-programmed puppet anyway actually")
it's a story about men who are absolutely convinced that sincerity will ruin them, and construct elaborate lies to defend against it, and in the end they both break down and reach out (marty), confess (rust), connect and (begin to) heal through it because their previous belief was wrong and hurtful!
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gummi-ships · 2 months
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Kingdom Hearts 0.2 Birth by Sleep - A Fragmentary Passage - Forest of Thorns
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venerablemonk27 · 1 year
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Now that spring is here, we're starting to see some changes in the local bird population. New faces are starting show up, and even the year-round species are out singing and generally being visible. There's territory to claim and potential mates to attract, after all. But while many species are just arriving or passing through, one that's dear to me is just about ready to depart.
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[ID: A male Dark-eyed Junco stands in the newly-revealed grass and dead leaves. Juncos are small birds, about the size of a sparrow. This one is the slate-colored variety, with a dark grey head and upper body, contrasting with bright white underparts. He's facing the camera and looking slightly to the left. His eye is dark brown, nearly black, and his triangular bill is pale pink. End ID]
The Dark-eyed Juncos are strictly winter residents of southern Wisconsin, preferring to nest in Canada, the Northeast US, and parts of Appalachia. This past weekend, I could tell they had migration on their minds.
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[ID: Another male Dark-eyed Junco, standing among dead twigs and sunflower seed shells. This one is darker grey in the head and breast, with lighter grey on the wings and a bit of rust color on the back. End ID]
For most of winter it's fairly common to see a solitary Junco or pairs or small groups picking through the snow under the birdfeeders in our backyard. But now they're forming a flock of at least 30 birds, foraging together and singing their loose trilling song. It's as if they know they have a long flight ahead, and every moment of daylight must be spent filling the tank and gathering their compatriots.
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[ID: A male Dark-eyed Junco forages in the twigs and leaves for scattered birdseed. Juncos scrape at the ground with both feet simultaneously in a little hop, then inspect the freshly-exposed ground for tasty morsels. This one is mid-scrape, with debris flying around it. End ID]
So I decided to sit on the deck with my camera for a while to bid the Juncos farewell until next winter. I've been scattering seed back there every so often, and the other birds aren't exactly neat or careful when digging through the feeder above. As such, the Juncos have lots to choose from while poking around between the squirrels and the Mourning Doves. Once I sat down, they didn't seem to mind me at all.
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[ID: A female Dark-eyed Junco inspects the ground for bits of seed. The females are distinguished from the males by their paler grey upper parts, sometimes with more brown and tan shades mixed with the grey. End ID]
Though, the birds did seem to mind when my kid joined me on the deck, brandishing his bright green snow shovel. They scattered to the trees or the fence and stayed there until I convinced him to put the shovel away in favor of coating the deck boards in a thick layer of sidewalk chalk.
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[ID: A female Dark-eyed Junco sits on a wooden fence, waiting patiently for the danger posed by a nearby four-year-old to pass. The wind is catching the white feathers on her left hip and flipping them up like the flounce of a skirt. End ID]
As the sun sank lower in the sky, I figured I better get dinner started. I spent another minute or two listening to the evening birdsong before capping my lens and helping to knock the chalk dust off my kid's coat and pants. This sudden activity caused the Juncos to scatter once again. Have a safe trip little ones. I'll see you when the snow flies.
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[ID: A female Dark-eyed Junco stands in the dirt, looking at the camera with head cocked to one side, as though she's wondering what this person finds so interesting about her. End ID]
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 year
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Whooooo could have predicted this?
[First] Prev <–-> Next
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puppetmaster13u · 6 months
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have a very early wip of a tea party :>
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This is @phoenixcatch7 's Possessed Doll Au
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laezels · 26 days
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durgetash's first official meeting.... gortash + bodyguards walking to some empty street corner at night, to wait for the bhaalist leader who invited him there with an offer to discuss some kind of alliance. suddenly they're being stalked and hounded into a narrow, dead-end alleyway, where the guards are brutally picked apart and cut down in front of the banite's eyes; his finest butchered one by one. it's only when they're all still and silent and bleeding into the gutter that the assassin steps over the corpses and into the light, to introduce themself as the bhaalspawn gortash was supposed to meet tonight. alone.
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pastellich · 6 months
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Encounter
Pencil and pastel
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thehorrormoviechick · 8 months
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My Top 10 Found Footage Horror Movies
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war-never-ends · 3 months
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GUYS. GUSY. GUSY. YSGU.
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MADPAT IN 2024 ??.!/?2?2!3?:$;?1!
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fernsensei · 3 months
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the reason why v1 didn't use its flashlight in 1-s or 4-3 is because it didnt have one. and the reason why it was so confident in killing v2 (you won't get away this time shit) is because it knew v2 had one
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ufolvr · 2 months
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"how's reading dunmeshi for the first time going?"
Thanks for asking! Pretty good I would say ^_^
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