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slime-sandwhich-nom · 7 months
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???????
I DON'T ON I WOKE UP TO THIS
It's like about qsmp I think but fuck man I just woke up you can't do this to me I need a second to process even the fact that you tweeted
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jorenilee · 5 months
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Got curious and looked into why the colors were so off in the book and from what I can tell... they just color picked from the art. Which is SO funny, because all of the art absolutely has lighting changes and dramatic moods etc. Ivypool is literally bathed in a sunset/sunrise and Bluestar is like, in a bright moonlight... and they just COLOR PICKED...
Ridiculous. RIDICULOUS HOW'D THEY FUCK UP THAT BAD HAHA
THIS IS THE BAFFLING PART TO ME because they 100% hired someone who A. has no damn idea what a warriors cats is and B. doesn't know how to colour pick??
Like I dont even know WHERE they're getting these colours. Clear sky is 99% just gray and somehow they threaded the needle and nailed the gleaming shine on his forehead aka the SUN.
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I think the funniest part of this is where they just. Mix the cats up. They did not hire someone familiar with the series cuz they just read the names left to right. When runningnose has his Running Nose In the Art
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Also this ones the funniest and sums up the whole thing because not only did they switch Dappled Pelt and Cloud Spots (hilarious because their names describe What they Look like), but incorrectly picked both of their wrong colours. How do you look at that man and think hm yeah slate blue
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I'm left utterly flabbergasted because like. Im so genuinely confused about how it got approved like this. The average 11yo who read only the first series would probably do a better job
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viaphni · 2 months
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The RR Discord was on ACTUAL drugs last night
Like
7 of us , giggling like madmen and crazed with hyperactivity,, , we figured out the True Roles of the Ruined Reality.
Void is an Italian Man,
Light is American (just American),
General Proxima is a Texan Dad (General Texima)
Toxin is a French Man (Luigi)
Cliff is Canadian
Professor is Florida Man (Professor Floreda)
Violet Leader is a middle aged white suburban american mom with live laugh love signs
Pink Leader is hippie American dad
Drug Violet is Ohio (Ohiolet)
Yellow Leader is "whitewashed guy by Italy" (I still don't understand what this means)
Soren is British
Steve Leader is Karen
And then the 🦅 and the 🦖and the🤫🧏and the🚑and the🇮🇹vs🇫🇷ohh say does that start spangled baaaaaaaa🔥🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
But yeah. That conversation was WILD
oh and. General "Women want me, fish fear me" Texima
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Thats all
@codajaiden Do you remember The most mentally ill google doc ever created
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cosmothealien358 · 6 months
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I know I’m late to post but how are we feeling ninjago fandom
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I was doing homework for creative writing class and I had to turn in two pages of just dialogue so I started with a few sentences I had of an argument between Vector and Espio in my Baby Charmy AU.
And it was supposed to be a funny stupid argument where Vector was denying that he was ACTUALLY Charmy's dad even though he'd literally adopted him.
And then before I knew it it ended with Espio having angst about wanting Vector to be his dad too and then Vector basically adopting him too? I don't know what happened it was supposed to be so absolutely dumb and silly but now I'm about to cry but also it's so sweet????
Anyway almost none of this dialogue fits back into the original scene I was writing so I might need to make it into a completely separate fic now. Because I wasn't already drowning in oneshots and chapters I need to update.
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myanettes · 8 months
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What the fuck did I miss 😭😭
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lmanburs · 10 months
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Hank Green livetweeting his reaction to the Meat Mountain vlog on its one year anniversary after accidentally humbling Jack Manifold is quite possibly one of the funniest domino effects I've seen
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Tumblr’s PLMM contest aka my Oscars aka Jesse Pinkman was ROBBED… Anakin Skywalker I’m gonna let you finish BUT Jesse Pinkman is the PLMM of all time!!
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thisismyobsessionnow · 3 months
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Good morning, I've still not recovered from all the Jan content yesterday
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shelby
love
darling
dear
baby girl
what the fuck was that
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trashfangirlsworld · 10 months
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TALLULAH HAS AN ARMY OF VENUSES 😭😭😭
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HOW?!
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BUT IT WAS ALL FAKE?
IT WAS ALL BULLSHIT?
I DIDN'T BELIEVE A WORD I SAID?
I DIDN'T EVEN WRITE IT THAT GOOD?
I MADE HALF OF IT UP BECAUSE THERE WAS NOTHING IN THE BOOK TO WORK WITH?
HOW DID MY HALF-ASSED, CREATIVE LIBERTIES TAKEN, BOOK ESSAY---WHICH I WROTE WHEN I COULDN'T EVEN THINK STRAIGHT, TO THE POINT THE WAS ALL I GOT DONE THAT DAY---, GET A FULL SCORE?!
Like I'm not complaining, I needed the points
BUT HOW?!
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kil9 · 3 months
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rip emo taemin u would have loved don broco. now you're too busy listening to chill beats to relax and study to and going to the gym
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queercontrarian · 1 year
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i’m sorry
“You cannot expect the Spring Court to keep groveling at your feet for the rest of eternity,” Yllka scoffed, staring down each High Lord individually, glaring especially hard at the factions of the Solar Courts, “Why do we still have to beg forgiveness for sins we have not committed and hope for your goodwill when people in the Seasons are dying?” The desperation in his second’s voice had Tamlin’s fists clench helplessly. He hated these meetings, and he hated the role his Court was forced into when they had been fighting so hard to rebuild. It was Rhysand who finally spoke up.
“Honestly, begging for forgiveness is the least you could do. The Mother knows your High Lord still owes us quite a few apologies,” the male drawled, his voice cold and even. He didn’t think anyone else except maybe Feyre or his brothers could hear the barely repressed anger, the wound as fresh and painful as ever just below the surface. It might have been useful to be able to read a rival so reliably, but mostly it just hurt. Not quite strangers, not quite enemies. Oh, he knew exactly what the male was referring to. Nearly four centuries had passed since the murder of their families, but every time they found themselves near each other it felt like it happened yesterday. History that could never heal, no matter how much time passed. Rhysand would forever punish his people for Tamlin’s mistakes and he was so over it, he was so tired. Too tired to care anymore despite still caring way too much. Yllka, Eallair and all the others could work as hard as they wanted, he could remove himself as much from the Spring Court as he wanted to, Rhysand wouldn’t get over his hatred for Tamlin enough to not spite innocent Spring fae, to separate him from his folk, from his friends, his officials, even Lucien who hadn’t visited him without an order from Night to do so in years. He could feel the anger and disappointment well up in him, the urge to smack some sense into the other male, or even just smack him for the sake of it. To get Tamlin to lose his composure would be exactly what Rhysand wanted. And unfortunately, in this moment it was exactly what Tamlin wanted too.
“Oh, well if it’s an apology you’re after,” he snarled, stepping in front of Yllka “Have your apology: I’m sorry you ever approached me in the first place.” Cassian and Azriel rose at the same time Rhysand did when he made another step into the circle of fae, towards the other High Lord. It was barely a threat, not under Thesan’s roof. The magic prevented any real fighting to occur and would put any who sought to do physical harm down quickly. Rhysand, knowing this too, bid his brothers to stand down. 
“I’m sorry you continued to pursue me despite everyone telling you it was a terrible idea. I’m sorry our fathers were the worst males to ever walk this cursed continent and I’m sorry we dared to become friends anyway. I’m sorry for understanding you, I’m sorry for wanting to keep you around. I’m sorry you believe only what you want to believe.” Tamlin saw Lucien move in from the side, but he couldn’t stop himself from stalking towards the Night Court seats, pulled by the same invisible thread that had Rhysand moving to him. “I’m sorry you made choices you regret and I’m sorry other people paid the price for our actions. I’m sorry I didn’t run fast enough. I’m sorry my brothers found me and dragged me back to Harthforst gagged and bound.” His voice hitched, his claws rapidly breaking out and retracting at the memory he’d tried so hard to repress. Rhysand just stood, mere feet away from him, and stared, unable or unwilling to say anything. All the better, since Tamlin couldn’t stop himself from continuing, and if he was getting louder, if everyone in Dawn heard, if by the next day all of Prythian knew his pathetic story, well his image had been ruined for a long time anyway. “I’m sorry my father chained me up in his cursed cellar, torturing me for days, and I’m sorry I held out until my mother came back. I’m sorry she was so selfish to not want her son to die at the hands of his father, I’m sorry she told my father everything I knew. I’m sorry I followed them to Illyria as soon as I could stand, I’m sorry for tracking them down, I’m sorry for killing your sister before my brothers could do worse to her than just take her wings.” His gaze was clear, glued to his face, and for a moment it felt like it was only them in the room. “I’m sorry I left my dagger behind for you to find, so you’d know who did it. I’m sorry for getting locked in my room because I wouldn’t stop screaming until I couldn’t anymore. I’m sorry you didn’t kill me when you had the chance.” Tamlin leant in closer, their noses nearly touching, green and violet eyes locking when he whispered “I’m sorry I loved you and I’m sorry you loved me back.” 
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toastytoaster22 · 9 months
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JESUS FUCKIN CHRIST EVERYONE SHOULD BE READING THIS RIGHT NOW HOLY SHIT
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reimeichan · 7 months
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My one non-DID non-mental health post is the post with the most notes on this blog.
I really shouldn't be surprised but also like. Dang. I didn't expect it to spread THAT far.
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