grxygreenrain
grxygreenrain
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grxygreenrain · 8 hours ago
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situationship
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grxygreenrain · 8 hours ago
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remember when i said i was gonna make weirder art well what i meant was uhhhh [checks notes] mid old man yaoi
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grxygreenrain · 8 hours ago
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grxygreenrain · 14 hours ago
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You fools. Gideon Nav isn’t Orpheus. She’s Eurydice. Harrowhark Nonagesimus is the most Orpheus-coded character that has ever existed
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grxygreenrain · 14 hours ago
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self portrait
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grxygreenrain · 14 hours ago
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If I hear “I’m a people pleaser” one more time. Whole time they’re a people agitator. A people disappointer. A people exhauster.
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grxygreenrain · 15 hours ago
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every so often I come across a kink post about like being kidnapped and tortured or held at gunpoint or begging for ones life for sexual purposes and I understand its going for a very haggard frail thing being taken advantage of vibe but in my mental image it really just comes off the same as that picture of wolverine strapped to a nuke
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grxygreenrain · 15 hours ago
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grxygreenrain · 15 hours ago
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more people remember zendaya is meechee than the actual name of the film she was in
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grxygreenrain · 15 hours ago
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2018 tumblr post:
1: why do they call it a boner when theres no bone in it
2: there used to be
3: why does this sound so ominous
2025 tumblr post:
1: forward my shambling soldiers and slay without thinking. let blood flow into every crevice of this rotten land
2: yes my lady
3: yes my lady
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grxygreenrain · 15 hours ago
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anyone remember what these things are called like little cartoony expressive doohickies i think they have a real name but i can’t remember
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grxygreenrain · 15 hours ago
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Girl Psycho for International Women's day!!! they are so cute and fun to draw
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grxygreenrain · 1 day ago
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grxygreenrain · 2 days ago
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jamie and victoria are the most developed and explicit romance in the entire classic series but no one knows this because most of their episodes are missing. so when frazer hines says jamie was in love with victoria everyone thinks he's crazy but like he was there.
and then some guy wrote in some book that victoria was 14 and now it's on all the wikis and everyone thinks she was supposed to be 14, which she wasn't.
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grxygreenrain · 2 days ago
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New Muppet Princess Bride Drawing! I've had the idea for this one for a while but had been second guessing for a bit if it made sense to anyone other than me, in hindsight I'm not sure why I was so hesitant as this is pretty much just the same gag as the original film. 
I think Beaker is a natural fit for the Albino, a beleaguered assistant helping a mad scientist with his experiments? Who else could that have been! In my head Bunsen is there too of course, no way he'd let Beaker have all the fun by himself. But Beaker is the one who gets his memory "jogged" by Fezzik and Inigo (A scene I may have to try and draw one day). 
I know Westley's supposed to be shirtless in this scene, but for some reason drawing shirtless Kermit with the moustache made him feel somehow even more bare then he usually is ha ha.
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grxygreenrain · 2 days ago
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I wanted to meme before the big day.
Not yet, Brutus.. not yet..
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grxygreenrain · 2 days ago
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A group of far-future linguists and archeologists suddenly *poof* into existence in front of me. One is holding a tablet. "What is the difference between 'red sauce' and 'tomato sauce?'" they ask me. "The distinction is not clear in extant texts from this time and place."
"Uh, they're the same thing," I tell them. "Who are you?"
"Yes!" the being with the tablet exclaims.
One of the other researchers groans. "No! My thesis...months of writing wasted..." One of the others comforts them.
"Now, what is this object for?" The first researcher holds up a discolored, dinged-up plastic object. It's clearly been buried in the ground for quite some time, but the two holes and the scuffed plastic window are distinctive.
"That's a cassette tape. You record music with it."
"Interesting, interesting." The being enters something on the tablet.
"How are you speaking English?"
"Sophisticated translation technology," one of the researchers confides. "We are students of your society. From the future."
"What does this pictogram represent?" The researcher with the tablet turns it around so that the screen faces me.
It's the eggplant emoji.
"Sex," I say. "Why do you need to ask me this if you can time travel or whatever? Can't you just go wherever you want to go and look around and see how these things are being used?"
The beings shift guiltily and look at each other. "Technically, travel to times and places prior the advent of time travel is strictly prohibited. Paradoxes, you know."
"Oh."
"We must be get back before our advisor returns to the lab. Just don't tell anyone you saw us, alright? The space-time continuity depends on it. Can you do that?"
"Uh, sure, I guess?"
One of them pats me on the head. "And don't go to Mars."
"Okay. Wait, why? Is it dangerous?"
"No. Just not worth it."
The group disappears in a shimmering light.
The cassette clatters to the sidewalk behind them.
Out of befuddlement, mainly, I pick it up. It's clearly old, discolored and scuffed, but it still has tape in it.
I carry the tape around in my pocket for a while. The curiosity builds. I want to know what's on that tape. I don't have a cassette player anymore, so I go to Goodwill and pick up the first one I can find, praying that it still works. I plug it in. It turns on.
I slide the tape inside. It's dirty, but it still seems to be in decent shape. I snap the player closed and hit play. The wheels begin to turn. I hold my breath.
A familiar tune starts up. A wobbly voice comes out of the machine.
We're no strangers to love
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