#Duplicated

[aatom87]

WL marcille has to be the most fun design I crafted this year, extremely simple and doesn't stray too far from the source material. It's been fascinating reading other people's interpretation of her as well, and I'm glad many others like her too as she's become a sort of comfort au I turn to when the days feel gloomy (and also just because she's fun to draw).

[geoguessr-screenshots]

[worsecats]

俺様のしっぽは俺様のものだ。

My excellent tail belongs to me alone.

[dinoknitting]

I can only ever hope to reach her level

Etsy

[tadpole-apocalypse]

Posting all these together…I just think they look nice

[lordgodjehovahsway]

Exodus 7: God Exalts Moses in His Image, so Aaron can Speak for Him

1 Then the Lord said to Moses, “See, I have made you like God to Pharaoh, and your brother Aaron will be your prophet. 

2 You are to say everything I command you, and your brother Aaron is to tell Pharaoh to let the Israelites go out of his country. 

3 But I will harden Pharaoh’s heart, and though I multiply my signs and wonders in Egypt, 

4 he will not listen to you. Then I will lay my hand on Egypt and with mighty acts of judgment I will bring out my divisions, my people the Israelites. 

5 And the Egyptians will know that I am the Lord when I stretch out my hand against Egypt and bring the Israelites out of it.”

6 Moses and Aaron did just as the Lord commanded them. 

7 Moses was eighty years old and Aaron eighty-three when they spoke to Pharaoh.

Aaron’s Staff Becomes a Snake

8 The Lord said to Moses and Aaron, 

9 “When Pharaoh says to you, ‘Perform a miracle,’ then say to Aaron, ‘Take your staff and throw it down before Pharaoh,’ and it will become a snake.”

10 So Moses and Aaron went to Pharaoh and did just as the Lord commanded. Aaron threw his staff down in front of Pharaoh and his officials, and it became a snake. 

11 Pharaoh then summoned wise men and sorcerers, and the Egyptian magicians also did the same things by their secret arts: 

12 Each one threw down his staff and it became a snake. But Aaron’s staff swallowed up their staffs. 

13 Yet Pharaoh’s heart became hard and he would not listen to them, just as the Lord had said.

The Plague of Blood

14 Then the Lord said to Moses, “Pharaoh’s heart is unyielding; he refuses to let the people go. 

15 Go to Pharaoh in the morning as he goes out to the river. Confront him on the bank of the Nile, and take in your hand the staff that was changed into a snake. 

16 Then say to him, ‘The Lord, the God of the Hebrews, has sent me to say to you: Let my people go, so that they may worship me in the wilderness. But until now you have not listened. 

17 This is what the Lord says: By this you will know that I am the Lord: With the staff that is in my hand I will strike the water of the Nile, and it will be changed into blood. 

18 The fish in the Nile will die, and the river will stink; the Egyptians will not be able to drink its water.’”

19 The Lord said to Moses, “Tell Aaron, ‘Take your staff and stretch out your hand over the waters of Egypt—over the streams and canals, over the ponds and all the reservoirs—and they will turn to blood.’ Blood will be everywhere in Egypt, even in vessels of wood and stone.”

20 Moses and Aaron did just as the Lord had commanded. He raised his staff in the presence of Pharaoh and his officials and struck the water of the Nile, and all the water was changed into blood. 

21 The fish in the Nile died, and the river smelled so bad that the Egyptians could not drink its water. Blood was everywhere in Egypt.

22 But the Egyptian magicians did the same things by their secret arts, and Pharaoh’s heart became hard; he would not listen to Moses and Aaron, just as the Lord had said.

23 Instead, he turned and went into his palace, and did not take even this to heart. 

24 And all the Egyptians dug along the Nile to get drinking water, because they could not drink the water of the river.

The Plague of Frogs

25 Seven days passed after the Lord struck the Nile.

[sodaspons]

found em all

[lucabyte]

On autonomy, and what it means to be Obliged to Help.

Bonus:

[zooophagous]

All eyes on me.

Digital. Something about that feeling of not getting enough attention. What are you gonna do about it? Show off, of course.

[greenionpan]

just lab partners…! season 1 was great am i right guys i can’t wait for season 2!!

[ayo-edebiri]

#From Your Majesty (derogatory) to Your Majesty (Affectionate)

[geoguessr-screenshots]

[worsecats]

I'm worried. I'm confused. Help me.

しんぱいしてる。わからない。たすけて。

[itsbenedict]

so in an effort to be slightly less out-of-touch, i went and watched all of Skibidi Toilet the other day. (at present, the whole series is about the length of a feature film, so this wasn't too big a lift.)

what surprised me is just... how totally normal it was. like, it's not at all difficult to describe. people big it up as this incomprehensible thing that's emblematic of a generation gap, but it's. not.

the plot is: there's toilets with human heads in them that go "skibidi dom dom dom yes yes, skibidi dabbadul neef neef". they can move despite a lack of ambulatory appendages. this is wacky and unsettling, but the chief question is: Do They Win In A Fight Against Some Robots With Cameras For Heads?

it's an action movie about a war against an alien invasion. that's it. less than the first thirty seconds of it are anarchic GMod YTP insanity- it develops a plot almost immediately. the plot is paper-thin and conveyed almost entirely without dialogue, existing to set up giant robot fights and zombie apocalypse jumpscares.

who are these factions? why are they fighting? you aren't failing to get it because the kids these days are on some totally different psychic wavelength. the show simply does not give a shit about this question. here are some bad guys! here are some good guys! they're going to do explosions and punches at each other for roughly two minutes until the perspective camera is abruptly destroyed in the crossfire somehow.

it is a remarkably competently-shot action movie. the fight scenes are weighty and satisfying and have lots of exciting little twists and turns as the two sides pull increasingly bigger weapons and gadgets out of their asses. the production gets more elaborate over time, and it's a pretty stellar example of what machinima is capable of. genuinely good at the things it's trying to do.

it does kinda fall down a little later, as it attempts to develop Characters and Deepest Lore after kind of not caring about that for most of its runtime. the decision to have "dialogue" almost exclusively in the form of incomprehensible heavily-filtered backwards speech with no subtitles is probably rewarding for die-hard Skibidi-heads who have the time on their hands to mess with the audio and uncover all the hidden messages, but it means you are not going to understand anything anyone is saying on a normal watch.

the action suffers from this decision a little bit towards the end, as for reasons that completely fail to come across, the toilets appear to have broken into their own factions and start fighting each other and forming various alliances, which disrupts the simplicity of the setup and makes it hard to determine who's winning a fight at any given time. a giant scary toilet man just exploded! was that bad, or good? listen, don't worry about it. all you need to know is that these things are going to keep happening until DaFuqBoom gets bored.

it's like a... 7/10, shallow but enjoyable. easy to see why kids like it. not going to give you any deeper insights into the Kids These Days, but there's worse ways to spend a couple hours.

(the most confusing thing to me is how something this straightforward got a reputation for crossing some sort of rubicon of cultural alienation. did everyone born in the 20th century who talks about this show just watch eighteen seconds of it and give up???)

[konigsblog]

könig can't help himself in the morning. he wakes up with morning wood pretty much every single day, and you're the first thing on his mind.

he'll lean over your shoulder, admiring how relaxed and calm you are while palming himself over his boxers. his muscular and bulky body is hot and sweaty, with his breathing uncontrollable at the ache inside of the tight confines of his boxers. könig will wait impatiently for you to finally wake up, only to pester you for sex, giving his best puppy eyes in an attempt to convince you.

könig will fuck you in a spooning position. he lifts one of your thighs with his large and calloused hand while toying with your other nipple. he wraps a strong, burly arm around your figure and begins to grind his meaty, swollen, and bulbous cock back and forth over your wet heat. your cunt drools at the sudden stimulation while you attempt to hide and conceal the sounds of your pleasure, your eyes shut tightly and your pussy begins to swell with euphoria burning inside of you.

“good job, mäusi— give me a second...” könig huffs out through a strained, hoarse voice. he holds his breath as he begins to push inside your slit, the tightness of your addictive velvety walls leaving him feeling as if he's on cloud nine. he drives his broad hips into you and begins to thrust slowly. slow, gentle, and loving morning sex is the perfect way to start your day, or at least that's what könig says.

“fuck, you’re addictive. how can i resist such a gorgeous sight every damn morning, ja?” he whispers quietly through broken groans and grunts. you can feel his hot breath on the back of your neck while your tight cunt squeezes könig's girthy cock perfectly, so warm and slick, easy to slide into on repeat. he pushes his hips against your tight rear and eases his large cock into you only to pull away and leave you whining at the sudden emptiness and neglect to your poor pussy.

“wail my name— please.” könig can't control the way his aching boner pulses inside your comfortable, warm folds, the familiarity of your pussy coating his veiny shaft leaving him obsessed. your pussy squeezes him perfectly and leaves him feeling almost dizzy, with his head buried in the crook of your neck and his grip on your waist tightening with his orgasm inching closer. it doesn't take you very long until you're uncontrollably coming around his weeping length, your gasps quiet and your moans stuttered and broken.

könig pumps his fat, hung dick into you one last time before he finally receives that desired release. he grits his teeth through guttural, deep noises and rolls his hot, musky cock back and forth over your clit gently before pulling away, leaving his hot and sticky creaminess oozing out of you.

don't worry, he'll take care of you in the shower in plenty of different ways, mäuschen.

[methoughtsphantom]

Danny fake guardian angel au

You know how sometimes it’s highlighted how you have to be very careful on what you say in the presence of a spirit because they can twist your words and end up bidding yourself to it?? well uno-reverse-card the spirit also has to be careful on what he says because when Danny had said he owed the dude one for coming to his rescue in a gala Vlad had dragged him to, he didn’t expect that to be taken literally.

danny: wait seriously?? i literally say that all the time!

cw: not after being crowned ghost king, you haven’t

danny: but—but I was also human when I said it. doesn’t that protect me or smth

cw: *shakes his head*

danny:

danny: omg this is a nightmare

cue timmy’s brucequest period (cuz he’s the guy) being so high strung and tired, he just wants some company, which is a so low stakes thing to want the deal Danny unintentionally goes sure we can do that and pulls him towards the guy, despite Timmy never outright saying he wants company. (tim always speaks in the sanctity of his own mind, not out loud)

So. random spirit manifesting. Tim going all who the fuck are u

and Danny panicking and saying your guardian angel

Tim not being impressed while Danny promptly blushes like a moron because that did not come off as he wanted it to.

Yes accidental dead tired where the dynamic goes from Tim trying to shake this probably demon that somehow latched to him being all like ??? dude leave me alone, and Danny being there like bitch i’m trying

to

huh. im actually being protected by a spirit like he said he would. he’s strangely an idiot but also he’s overpowered and just never leaves my side which he says it’s an angel obligation but I think it’s bullshit but also hoping it’s not because it appeals to my crippling fear of abandonment (anyways he really seems to take after those little cartoon angels that poof into your shoulder to keep from me doing wrong decisions) translate into my future boyfriend seems increasingly appalled to what i am up to

meanwhile danny

Bitch you better thank your god I’m dead because otherwise I would already been killed. I did not sign up for a assassins what the fuck I thought you were a normal civilian not a literal superhero and omg that is a fruitloop. no no back off you wrinkly raisin this is my emotional support idiot you can’t have him and what do you mean you’re messing with time whatever this way I can get back to clockwork—