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#kiri’s ramblings
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literally is such a word. like. i use it to convey genuinely how i literally mean this so sincerely you don't understand i need you to know just how much i mean this from bottom of my heart,,, followed by wack sleep deprivation shenanigans. and i also use it to convey how unserious i am. like i am literally jumping out a car window im literally climbing up a cliff rn just to get away from this post i am literally not awake im literally sliding under the covers rn what are you talking about-
like. duality. we love to see it. literally slay.
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fantasykiri5 · 5 months
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I’m a little sick of how Lizzie’s death is just being made about Jimmy and the canary curse now so.
How about writing about how it was a freak accident. How much more tragic it was that it was in fact an accident.
She wasn’t expecting it. Nobody else was expecting it. Half the server laughed. Some of them died not 10 minutes later. I’d like to think she got to laugh at them in whatever afterlife they’re stuck in till the end. Or cuss them out a bit. Or both.
She didn’t have any allies. A couple shaky truces, but no real allies. She didn’t get to take revenge on Scar (for the many, many, times he wronged her.) or anyone else really.
She died without turning in her second red task. She’d completed it. She wanted to take out Scott before she turned it in. She died.
Scott was this close to falling off the ledge after her first couple hits. His feet were practically off the edge. If you think hard enough about it you can see the pebbles and dust crumble away as he dances the edge of the cliff, just pixels away from her completing what she set out to do. Something she set out to do largely for fun. It wasn’t in her task to hurt Scott. Scott brought gifts to her party after showing up late, he wronged her but there were many who wronged her tenfold. She was going to kill Scott because her husband asked, and she’d just hit him over the head with rocks so she might as well. She kept doing it for fun. She was red. She might as well. Maybe everyone who didn’t come to her party would fear her a little then.
Maybe you should write about how Lizzie lived in a pumpkin house, had a whole pumpkin patch, was one of the two people who found the pumpkins first with gem, and all it would have taken for her to not die there would have been to wear one?
Maybe you should write about how if she’d looked just a fraction to the left or right she wouldn’t have looked at the enderman? How if she had reacted with the enderpearl a few seconds earlier she could have made it back up? How she only thought to throw it because she started taking damage as she sunk into the bottom of the void? How the only reason she didn’t was because she wasn’t expecting it?
Maybe you should write about how she wasn’t expecting it.
Lizzie wasn’t expecting it.
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vampyrsm · 1 year
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HELLO THE NEW YEAR ART FROM HORI ..
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sorrowfulrosebud · 20 days
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Giant beefy sub Kiri 🤝 mean shorter dom gf
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lunaeti · 1 year
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I don’t understand why people hate Spider so much. What he did was entirely justified.
His adoptive family (with the exceptions of Kiri and Lo’ak) not only treated him like an outsider, but he was referred to as a stray cat. A pet. Neytiri purposely left him behind with the enemy without knowing (or caring) if he would be killed or tortured.
When Quaritch (while a clone, he has his real father’s memories) shows him respect and affection, Spider was obviously going to feel more comfortable with him and the squad. They’re technically the same species! Plus Quaritch saved Spider, multiple times, and chose him over an easy win (having Kiri as a hostage to force Jake to surrender). Neytiri was going to kill him.
Spider owed Quaritch.
That’s the reason why he saves Quaritch at the end, he owed him. I thought that was clear when Spider looks conflicted and literally yells “fuck!” before going to save him.
It’s only at the end of the movie that Jake accepts Spider as a real son and, honestly, it’s because Neteyam died. “A son for a son.”
Spider Socorro’s actions were realistic and justified.
The situation is messy, but everyone involved has their valid reasons and that’s what makes this a great movie.
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wandering-wolf23 · 7 months
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PSA
Things I should not have to say:
Don't threaten to blow up pro-shippers on social media. That's called a terroristic threat. Don't even joke about it. You might think it's funny and it might get a few eye rolls from the adults in the room, but the DoJ/FBI/Homeland Security/People it gets reported to have no sense of humor.
Trust me. I work with them. I swear any sense of humor gets trained out of them.
At best, they're going to knock on your door and explain to your parents/partners/assorted housemates what you're doing online. At worst, it's a no knock raid because they think you're a terrorist.
All it takes is one person reporting what you said. What may be an obvious joke to you probably isn't to the team of people going through the cyber tip line. While you might be joking, Cletus in Montana with the pile of tannerite talking about how he wants to blow up the government probably isn't. There have been too many Cletuses recently for online threats to be ignored.
TL;DR: Don't be a fucking dumb ass and make threats on social media. It's a good way to ruin your life.
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pandorasflora · 1 month
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Avatar isn’t just some movie, it’s my whole life. I genuinely don’t know how I lived before I watched them. It’s honestly overwhelming how much I think about Pandora and the Na’vi and the cast quite honestly. It’s what gets me through life, and I know it’s not healthy, but it’s the first thing I think of when I wake up, it’s my last thought before I fall asleep. It’s my distraction, my coping mechanism, my happy place. I cry thinking about this movie, I smile thinking about this movie. The joy it brings me talking about it is unimaginable, I could go on for months. The ache in my chest when I think about these movies is indescribable, oh how I want to be in avatar. I don’t think anything I’ll ever watch will compare to this franchise. I just remember the pure joy and admiration I felt watching atwow in the movie theatre for the first time, remembering how I instantly fell in love with Pandora.
You know, maybe I am just some lonely 16 year old who’s obsessed with avatar. I don’t care, these movies are what makes me feel alive.
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i want a boyfriend that squiggles under my gaze and when i say squiggle i mean like giggles and preens and knows they’re the prettiest baby ever and when i hold them they melt and blushy and i only ever get to see this goofy boy ARGH IM GETTING MAD FR
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vampcubus · 7 months
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men that say ‘i love you’ first. men that say it every five minutes because every little thing you do reminds them of that fact. men who get restless if they haven’t said it in a while. hey hey you know they love you right? oh you do? good :)) as if they’d ever let you forget it.
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dhpbackrooms · 7 days
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While the discussion of the permit backrooms was happening, I've been here in full grian cosplay.
Idk what's funnier, me being in grian cosplay while being condemned to the backrooms or that I was even put here in the first place while in cosplay
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kakujis · 4 months
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idk if anyone else feels this way but like ive always wanted to feel like i belong somewhere or be apart of the “in” group(which im learning honestly probs doesnt even exist. tumblr isnt hs, we’re all groups of ppl).
but throwing myself out there always ends up being so draining and so sad (even triggering!) and i guess what im getting at is im happy to be w my small little group of friends now. i am always willing to make new friends and connections but idt i’m going to try so hard on my end to become super close to everyone i meet. like if it happens, it happens ! sometimes we click, sometimes we don’t and that’s ok. i still wish u the best !
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just realizing my birthday is exactly 7 days after heather day. THE BYLER NUMBER AFTER A GAY HOLIDAY. my heterosexuality stood no chance
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fantasykiri5 · 1 year
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@staff can you put the personal blog button back where it’s supposed to be, and get rid of the shop button from that spot? It’s honestly inconvenient and annoying.
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Reblog for a wider sample size please, it’d be nice if staff could maybe see this, or any of the others I’ve seen other people make.
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loakstahni · 6 days
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warnings! ⚠
Mentions of death, starvation, gore, blood, near death, insecurities, trauma, fluff.
Na'Vi translations; sa'nok - mother. nantang - viperwolves. sempuln - father. Ikran - banshee. Eywa - the great mother.
Artwork of Litx made by @snomoscribbles!❤❤❤
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featuring; jake, neytiri, Neteyam, lo'ak, kiri, tuk, spider, and Litx.
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It was a blur for the five year old, losing his mother to a breathing sickness that had taken her slowly until she joined the great mother in her sleep. And then his father dropped dead one afternoon while looking for a place for the night. 
The young child was alone, alone and hungry, his ribs viable; arms and legs thin. Litx had found a small hollow log and made that his sleeping place, he hadn't left the log in nearly two days, he missed his sa'nok and sempuln deeply, he wasn't sure why the great mother took them from him so soon, he didn't even know how to hunt yet. 
It was late, well past eclipse when strange sounds woke the young boy from his sleep. He slowly lifts his head out from a hole in the log, "sempu..?" Litx asks quietly, his golden eyes scanning around the dark forest, the glowing plants dim, foreshadowing the upcoming horrors that were about to happen. His eyes lock with many pairs of glowing yellow eyes in the dark, he quickly ducks back down into the log; little ears pinned flat to the sides of his head. He curls into a ball, his heart pounding in his chest - rattling his ribs.
That's when it happened.. Things happened so fast that the young Na'Vi couldn't even try to defend himself. Sharp teeth and claws snuck deep into the right side of his face shredding his right ear. 
Litx was drug out of the log by his leg, he tried kicking his other leg, his foot hitting the muzzle and face of the nantang many times, but it didn't do much other than make the animal growl and hiss deep in its throat, tightening its hold on his ankle. 
Litx screeches, the pain was shooting all over his face, he couldn't see out of his right eye.. All he could smell was his own blood and feel the hot stickiness dripping down his face and onto the forest floor. 
Litx looks up, his vision going black in his left eye. Feeling himself starting to grow weaker and weaker before everything went dark..
Neytiri was out early that morning, her bow slung over her back as she weaved through the forest, very pregnant with her and her husband's first born. 
Her ears flicker upwards and her nose wrinkles at a foul scent, it was thick and smelled heavily of blood. She makes quick work of stepping over some smaller bushes before stepping into a small clearing. 
Her golden eyes widening as she looks around, seeing splinters of wood and puddles of blood. 
She glances around once more, doing a double take once she saw a little foot from behind a large log at the far side of the clearing. 
She quickly sets her bow and arrow quiver down, speed walking across the clearing and rounding the log her heart dropping at the sight; 
A small child, now younger than 6 laying on their side, right side of his face covered in a crusted layer of blood and dirt.
"Oh, great mother.." She carefully knelt down, minding her round stomach and carefully leaning over. She gently brushes her hand over the left side of the boy's face, her eyes lighting up once his ear flickers and he whines lightly. 
Neytiri gasps gently, placing her hand over the child's chest and carefully pulling him up and onto her lap, cooing gently at him. She brings a hand up to the throat comm around her neck presses the button, "ma Jake, I found a child, he is severely injured," she said quickly, glancing at the child in her lap. 
Jake's voice came in slightly rushed and a bit startled, "is he breathing?" Jake asks quickly, the rushing of wind over the comm making neytiri think that he was already on his way with his ikran. 
"Yes, but he is not waking," she said, gently cupping the child's cheek. 
"I'm on my way, hold on." Jake states getting off the comm channel.
"And that is how we found you," neytiri explains to a now 15 year old Litx, a 10 year old neteyam sitting right beside his older brother along with kiri and lo'ak who were both 9. 
Litx sat there in shock, jaw slightly dropped. 
"That's so crazy!" Spider, the 11 year old boy said with a giggle, plopping himself down in litx's lap.
"And you are sure it was nantangs?.." Litx asks softly, glancing at his mother who was holding his 3 year old baby sister.
"Yes, now, time for supper, it's getting cold." She scolds lightly. 
"Yes, I hear you sa'nok." He chuckles lightly, handing Lo'ak his wooden bowl. 
"So that is why Litx has these?" Kiri asks, gently reaching over and touching Litx's scared cheek. 
Litx slightly flinched, pulling his head back. In doing so making kiri frown. 
"Yes, now eat before it gets cold." Neytiri shakes her head fondly, handing Litx a dish which he gladly takes and smiles softly. 
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wandering-wolf23 · 1 year
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Art doesn’t need a moral purpose to exist. If you want to create, create. Let others deal with the headache of assigning it purpose, morality, and meaning.
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only-wonder · 4 months
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Art vs. Artist 2023! I haven't really drawn as much these past few months so I kinda forgot that some of my best work was from this year ^^; really happy with the middle row of paintings,
I haven't taken a good selfie in ages so self portrait from earlier in the year it is!
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