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faeriefully · 1 year

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“being kind takes zero effort” Lies.

Being kind takes enormous effort. Being kind means humbling yourself- it means saying no to your pride- it means forgiving someone instantly- it means putting someone convenience over your own for some time- it means acting as if the universe doesn’t revolve around you. Being kind is hard. Being kind is not butterflies and sickly sweet, half-witted compliments. It’s work. It’s serving others. It’s being silent when you don’t want to. It’s being honest. It’s being gentle. It’s being true even if the other person disagrees. Being kind is one of the hardest things a person can do and we need more of it.

#people need to stop selling this lie of fake niceties #have the courage to be kind #put in the work #being kind will not make everyone happy #but it will benefit everyone #g.txt #on culture #hall of fame

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iamnotatherapist · 1 year

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The sooner you figure out which chairs don’t belong at your table, the more peaceful your meals become

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sarah-sandwich · 1 year

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for the tag game Put in the work 👀

Former nasa au my beloved <333

When I first thought this up, I thought Harley working at NASA would be the main setting of the story, but then I was like hE ShOuLD bE a sINgLe FaThER like this detail wouldn't disrupt the entire structure I had planned lmao

The first half goes back and forth between past (having his daughter, Hazel, working at NASA, meeting Spider-Man via twitter, etc.) and present (moving to NYC after getting laid off, trying to connect with teenage Hazel, and meeting Peter). Then the timeline syncs up and it's all in the present. Which worked out surprisingly well! I was worried about how to get in everything about Hazel and NASA without having to write another mammoth 100k+ story 😅

I'm SO CLOSE to finishing this. Most of the ending is already written, I just need to connect the scenes and clean them up. There are like... MAYBE 2 and a half scenes that still need to be written. MAYBE. It's mostly transitions.

Unfortunately my dumb brain is like,,,, close enough! Let's call it a day gentlemen.

Anyway, have an excerpt!

Ten Years Old

Frozen on the couch, Harley watches the television in horror as Spider-Man prances all over the launchpad and the rocket Harley spent the past several years painstakingly designing, constructing, and testing. He worked his ass off just to get his designs on the board.

His ideas. His rocket.

“I’ll kill him.”

“Don’t worry, daddy. Spidey’s gonna lock him up.”

Hazel is standing on the cushion beside him hopping from foot to foot, enraptured by the chase. He should make her leave the room in case something traumatizing happens, but he can’t look away, he can barely breathe as years of rigorous work teeter on the edge of destruction.

Spider-Man shoots a web onto one of the solid rocket boosters and Harley grits his teeth as he swings around and plants a foot in the face of some dude on a hoverboard wearing an obnoxious orange hazmat suit.

He looks like an Among Us character. Completely ridiculous. Not a threat. Certainly not worth risking his rocket.

“No, baby,” he says calmly, “I’m going to kill Spider-Man.”

“Dad!” Hazel whacks his shoulder. “He’s the good guy!”

“He’s going to ruin everything.”

Harley doesn’t care why a New York vigilante is in Florida. He doesn’t care what the bad guy’s beef is or what he was going to do. If Spider-Man ruins his shot at space, he’s dead.

Long years of sacrificing his time to study, work, and attend class, the extra hours he put in every night after putting Hazel to bed to ensure he’d be good enough to be put on the rocket crew as a fresh-faced college graduate, the stress born from teetering on the edge of poverty—if anything happens to that rocket, it’s all up in smoke. Time he’ll never get back. All that effort, wasted.

The moment Spider-Man swung onto the launchpad chasing hoverboard guy, the big wigs in charge called off the launch. Now it’s a matter of waiting to see if his rocket will survive the encounter. If his rocket survives unscathed, they can reschedule, but if it gets so much as dinged, NASA is going to want to do a full inspection to make sure it’s still in perfect condition, and if it falls…

Well, if it falls Harley is going to have to do something extremely unpleasant to New York’s favorite web spinner.

The camera zooms out as Spider-Man springs away from something hoverboard guy threw. The something, a tiny black dot, smacks into the fin of Harley’s rocket. Then it detonates in a ball of fire and a burst of thick black smoke.

Hazel screams. The rocket tips. His heart stalls in his chest.

Then he’s on his feet, hands in his hair, and Hazel is yelling and jumping up and down on the couch, yanking on his arm as the rocket tips and tips and falls…

…and Spider-Man catches it.

There is a moment, a suspension in time, where Spider-Man holds an 8.5 million pound rocket over his head. A moment where Harley’s heart and lungs cease and everything goes still. He loses awareness of Hazel’s nails clawing into his arm and her voice, shrill and vibrant, in his ear.

For a moment, there is only Spider-Man, the dark smoke billowing around his calves, and the rocket held over his head. Two RS-25 engines rest on the ground and the rest of the build towers over him, tiny as a bug below it, and he holds it.

Then the launch vehicle stage adapter breaks loose and the entire top half of the rocket cracks off and hits the ground with enough force to shake the camera. It cracks like an egg.

Harley buries his face in his hands and sinks into the couch with a miserable moan. The TV drones on while a small hand rubs comforting circles on his back, but he can’t watch anymore.

“He got him, daddy,” Hazel says less than a minute after Harley’s rocket shattered without ever getting the chance to fly. “Spidey caught the bad guy.”

Yippee.

#parkner #ask games #sharing excerpts from this fic is such a challenge #there are several twitter and text exchanges that i just can't format on tumblr *profound sigh* oh well #anyway i love this fic with my whole heart #sure would like to finish it someday #put in the work #sswrites

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positively-peachy-143 · 7 days

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tw cigarettes/smoking

guys HHHHHHHH I've been really craving cigarettes again recently and I found these nicotine free ones but I can't afford them. I think I'm like dying???

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moispanik · 1 year

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Panchiko date 🫶

#enstar #yuzurinne #romance is not dead #ensemble stars #yuzuru fushimi #rinne amagi #japanese aesthetic #put in the work #put in the tags #they belong together #live laugh love

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songsofbloodandwater · 1 month

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Witches, I'm going to need you all to learn to discern the type of source you're getting your information from, and what kind of biases are associated with it. Don't just gobble it up because it's a "historical source" or from some sort of anthropological source either.

Historical sources are great. But if the person you're taking as an authority to learn from, is someone originally from a different country and culture to the one you intend to learn, someone that talks about it in third person all the time, practically reading word for word from a christian missionary's manuscript about pre-christian traditions and beliefs, and a translation at that? because they admit that don't even speak the native language of that tradition or culture...?

They may be very well researched, on english sources at least. But I still wouldn't take them as a proper authority on the matter. They're speaking from what they've read from very biased sources. That's practically hearsay. They're not first hand experiences. Not even second-hand, because it's what an outsider to that culture saw, and very likely misinterpreted, because of their own cultural differences as an outsider, and then may even have altered some more because of their goal as a missionary. An here you come, modern reader, to try to interpret these older texts with your modern eyes, maybe even from a completely different culture to the first two involved aswell, making it a double or triple conundrum of time, culture and sociohistorical context, yet again. That is, without taking into account your own individual biases towards the text you're reading and what you expect to find, or do, for your own personal goals. Multiply all that for the amount of people standing between you, and that original first-hand account. You see the problem?

The least the author can do in such cases (because sometimes, that third-hand account really is all we have access to in the present) is 1) acknowledge how the sources they're using are biased, and 2) beware the reader on how those biases may have affected the material you're reading, to somehow be able to infer what the original would've looked like without that effect. You may want to take it a step further and consider your own sociocultural position, and how it could affect your personal interpretation upon reading it. If the author(s) don't even mention biases...? and even try to pass it all off as "certainty"...? 🚩🚩🚩

Take everything from that author with a mountain of salt. Consider it entertainment, maybe inspiration, anything except treating it as "professional" or "expert work"... as I see some people doing.

And always prioritize first-hand sources. Always. Prioritize. First. Hand. Sources. Talk to a native from that area, learn the language of the culture or tradition you're interested in, really immerse yourself in it, and you'll have an easier time spotting bullshit.

#so there's this one [REDACTED] ''expert'' doing rounds literally just reading missionaries' accounts of native practices?#and people praise them all the time for being ''so knowledgeable!'' meanwhile #an actual native of said tradition came forwards to talk about it #set the record straight on some ideas she was spreading and talked about what it actually looks like from the inside #and it was such a balm to my soul #and if because I said 'native' you thought this was about native american traditions?#🚨W R O N G🚨#this is about northern europe actually!#do with that information what you will #because the whole ''there are no native magical traditions in europe anymore :c'' bullshit is ALSO something that always gets on my nerves #“it's all lost it's all recon or revivalist neopagan stuff :c” no... it is not #that is literally white supremacist propaganda ffs YOU CAN RECONNECT #PUT IN THE WORK #witchblr #my notes #traditional witchcraft #traditional witch #folkloric witchcraft #folk witch

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sp1rit-realm · 1 year

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me reloading my page hoping that i’ve written or drawn something

#hannah's head hurts #sp1rit realm #nothing ever appears unless i #put in the work #or something like that

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katfreee · 2 years

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Wellness refers to a condition of optimal

PHYSICAL (fitness, bodywork, nutrition, & free from addictive dependencies)

EMOTIONAL (self control, healthy connections, ability to cope with stress, through breathwork, balance and flow)

INTELLECTUAL (clear thinking, processing knowledge, learning from experiences, & being open minded)

SPIRITUAL (inner soul work, finding meaning & purpose, expressing love, peace & healing, meditation & connecting to your true self, nature & the universe)

SOCIAL (ability to communicate & interact well with others, satisfying relationships, connections with family & friends that can help you in times of need, connecting with community and like minded people )

VOCATIONAL (satisfying occupation & financially secure, working in harmony with others to create and heal, purposeful intention)

Well -being.

Well-being is a daily continuous state of rediscovering yourself. It's important to always make time for your wellness even if it's just a little bit a day...it's still progress towards self healing and becoming the best version of yourself...

Tap in... and see where you may need to give yourself more love and attention. Remember, You can't give your best to others if you are not your best self first.

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mycollectioncloud · 2 years

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Effortless Effort.

Been putting in the work Hours on end Getting fed up When will it circle back again? Pouring and pouring-- Is this even filling up? Starting to wonder If this is a bottomless cup

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crabussy · 1 year

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hey. don’t cry. crush four cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and pasta of your choice ok?

#ITS MY FAVOURITE PASTA RECIPE #tastes so so good and delicious and hearty and warm #doesn’t require many ingredients or effort and is so yummy #I have sensory issues and digestive disorders and this recipe brings me so much joy #barely anything to remember!!! rich while still easy on the stomach!!!!#listen to my gibberish boy #you can add any amount of sugar and vinegar and cheese it works regardless #I UPPED THE GARLIC BECAUSE OF FEEDBACK BTW #AND PUT THE CHEESE AT THE END TO AVOID IT STICKING TO THE POT

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inkskinned · 4 months

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i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".

it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.

do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.

but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.

do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).

you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.

walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.

no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.

do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."

you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.

there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.

i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.

he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."

#spilled ink #warm up #“why did u tag it warm up” bc i wrote it off the cuff while drinkin coffee lol #btw the 30 dollar buy in for the dog walking is bc they pay the organizer a small pittance so she can #run fb ads and stuff and like she does put in a lot of work i don't mind paying her #but that's exactly what im fucking talking about like.#ppl can't afford to volunteer their time anymore and we all understand it!!! everything costs money for everyone!#like we didn't have to use to say ''do you mind paying me back for the stuff we ate''#we used to be able to afford to feed our friends once in a while!!!

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sarah-sandwich-writes · 9 months

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WIP game - Put in the Work

I curious about the fic.

Ayyy so Put in the Work is my former NASA au, now with minimal NASA (sorry). It's basically done and I'll likely start posting in a few weeks! This is the one where Harley is a single father, lonely as hell, and terrified of what his life is going to be like once his teenage daughter graduates high school and he can't make his whole life revolve around her (or the job at NASA that he got laid off from) anymore. Enter Peter. Who is also lonely enough to have a one-night stand with the cute cowboy he meets at the bar...

[Harley] has no idea what’s going on. He’s not that rusty, is he? He wouldn’t say he frequented the gay scene in Florida, but he got out sometimes. For the past fifteen years he has held the lonely hollow in his core at bay with a long line of flings and yeah, sure, maybe it’s been a while and this is his first time stepping into New York’s scene, but it can’t be that different.

“What is happening?”

Scuffy guy gets it together enough to lift his head. “Dude, you’re wearing cowboy boots with dirt on them.”

Harley meets brown eyes that sparkle with humor, laugh lines, and a mop of hair that’s sweat-stuck to his neck behind his ears. As he sits up, Harley finds the man is shorter than him by a handful of inches and is all compact muscle on a lean frame. He’s pushing all of the right buttons which sucks because he’s literally wearing a polo shirt and no one looks good in a polo shirt except, apparently, this guy.

Harley rips his wandering gaze back to his smile. Maybe it has been too long. He can’t be attracted to a guy who goes around in a polo shirt. Abbie would never let him live it down.

“I— Okay, so? Is there a dress code? What’s the big deal?”

Polo Shirt turns his stool to face him fully. “Anybody in here wearing cowboy boots bought them for the aesthetic, but yours have dirt on them.” He leans forward and lowers his voice further. Harley mirrors him automatically. “Are you a cowboy? Like for real.”

“I’m a scientist,” Harley says.

“Aw, boo.” He pulls away and pulls his coke under his chin. “Scientists are so boring.”

“Well, what do you do, Mr. Interesting?”

He looks at him sideways and grins around his straw. “I’m a scientist.”

#i love them your honor #put in the work #peter parker #harley keener #parkner #ask games

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iamnotatherapist · 1 year

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Use the weekend to build the life you want, not to escape the life you have ☕️

#my thougts #my mind and me #therapy #self development #self healing #self care #motivating quotes #get motivated #clean and sober #put in the work #poetry #life quotes #depressing poem #poemsaboutlove #relationship goals #heartbreak quotes

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sarah-sandwich · 2 years

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Find the Word Tag Game

Thanks for tagging me @wildswrites! My words are aware, arise, angle, assertive, and approve. I had to do some substitutions but it worked out (:

Aware - Put in the Work

Harley comes back to himself like waking from a fever dream to find the real world lacking in color. He’s breathing hard, too loud in the quiet of the train. Belatedly, he lowers his hand and looks around for a seat. None of the other passengers are looking at him, but in that deliberate way that suggests they’re very aware of his presence. One woman has a magazine held up so high it covers half of her face but not the smile lines framing her eyes.

The train lurches around a turn and he grabs the bar overhead as rainwater puddles at his feet. He’s too caught up in his thoughts to notice the mess he’s making. He wipes the wet from his face and if anyone sees the way his fingers linger on his lips, no they didn’t.

Arise Risen - Put in the Work

The sun hasn’t yet risen when they check out of the hotel room and step together onto the sidewalk. They haven’t exchanged numbers even though each step closer to goodbye swells between them like a rain cloud. Harley has a rule. This is the most he has ever been tempted to break it, but the rule was established for Hazel’s sake so he has no choice but to uphold it.

Angle(s) - Woolen Hollow

It’s a circular table but Aunt Judith undeniably sits at the head of it. She’s all sharp angles and frown lines as she looks up from her plate and lifts her eyebrows at Midge hovering in the doorway.

Assertive Confidence - Lemon Boy

There’s no doubt in Harley’s mind that there is more than a locked door keeping her in there, but Peter’s attention is elsewhere and his confidence in Harley’s ability to handle the townhouse is unshakable despite the lack of foundation.

Approve Confirm - Put in the Work

Air punches out of his lungs as his heart leaps and his emotions tangle. He goes warm all over. The creamer shoots out from under his finger and disappears under a neighboring table but he doesn’t notice. Peter is sitting across from him. He has the strongest urge to reach out and confirm he’s really there.

Tagging (with no pressure!): @arionawrites @hold-our-destiny @playboyphilanthro-pissed @keenerkey @thoughts-of-a-trying-tree Words: below, buckle, bemuse, bark, bomb

#tag games #sswrites #LISTEN #im so excited to share put in the work you have no idea #i just gotta finish that that sucker #im at the 3/4 mark #im closeee #unfortunately this is where i always get slowed up *sigh*#put in the work #lemon boy #woolen hollow

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cozylittleartblog · 2 months

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cant tell you how bad it feels to constantly tell other artists to come to tumblr, because its the last good website that isn't fucked up by spoonfeeding algorithms and AI bullshit and isn't based around meaningless likes

just to watch that all fall apart in the last year or so and especially the last two weeks

there's nowhere good to go anymore for artists.

edit - a lot of people are saying the tags are important so actually, you'll look at my tags.

#please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads#in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite

#not art #but important #please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads #in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite

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littlelightfish · 8 days

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Funny things I found out playing with language setting in Netflix while looking episode 15:

Chilchuck's scream sounds HAUNTED in brazilian portuguese. Give it a try if you can.

In spanish dub, Senshi says: "tocó mis senos de hombre", which means "he touched my man boobs" in Spanish. And I think that's the best dub line one so far.

#i love replaying certain scenes (usually screams) to see how they nailed it in other dubs #ive done it with Chilchuck & Mickbell screams because they're the funniest ones #give it a shot if you can #its really funny to hear certain character voices in other languages #for example. brazilian portuguesse gave both mickbell and chilchuck un-childlike voices (in japaneese both sound like little childs)#and they reused Chilchuck's japaneese screams for most of the other languages because he is so high-pitched and full of terror that it work #dungeon meshi #chilchuck #chilchuck tims #dunmeshi #delicious in dungeon #senshi #senshi of izganda #senshi dungeon meshi #idk how do you people screen record the episodes #if i knew how to i would put the shots here #my shit

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