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lubotomies · 2 years ago
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eddsworld icelandic dub
þannig þetta er helvíti? hvílík sjón!
hvað myndi ég þurfa vini fyrir þegar ég á þessu að halda?
ekki andlitið! 
ekki vera svona kjánalegur, svoleiðis gerist bara í kvikmyndum.
yey! ég er vinsæll!
já, þett’er ég... heyrðu... ég-ég verð líklegast ekki hérna mikið lengur þannig mér fannst ég ætti að heyra í þér. já, akkúrat. já, með auka ansjósum, takk.
ég hata þig, þú hentir mjólkinni minni! mjólkin var útrunnin! ÞÚ ert útrunnin! hvernig dirfistu! veistu hvað? til fjandans með þetta!
ég legg til að við hendum Tomma í það. hljómar vel fyrir mér. eða þá, við gætum ýtt á þennan stóra, rauða takka sem er klárlega merktur ‘ef um er að ræða uppvakningafaraldur, ýttu á þennan takka til að opna hliðið til þess að frelsa alla/eða rauðhærða borgara sem eru fastir hér inni’ ...hendum Tomma! ég hata ykkur öll svo mikið.
en ég hélt að við... ég hélt að við værum vinir?
ekki vera kjánalegur, bara Tommi getur vaxað skegg. ég á við sjúkdóm að glíma!
geimkettirnir munu drepa okkur öll! drepa okkur öll? DREPA OKKUR ÖLL! DREPOKUÖLL?
þú tókst þátt í paintball leik notandi ALVÖRU byssur!
og ÞÚ ást þessa böku!  nei, ég gerði það ekki! jú, þú gerðir það víst. ég gerði það ekki! jú víst. nei ég át þessa böku ekki! sjáðu til, þú heldur á henni... þarna... ó. ó þú ert góður.
af hverju?! af því að ég er vinur þinn, rassgatið þitt! að auki er ég með neyðarkókið. Múhaha!
hvað í nafni þessarar gómsætu skál af Eddsworld morgunkorni varð fyrir bassa minn?!
jæja... þá er kominn tími á því að ég fari. við gleymum þér aldrei, Tord! þér né minningareyðandibyssunni þinni... ah, svo margar minningar! ...ég trúi ekki að Tord sé að fara... já, Edd, ég þarf að fylgja draumnum mínum og búa mér nafn í stóruborginni. hljómar vel fyrir mér! ... hver... er ég...?
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passengerpigeons · 7 months ago
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she jack my pine (P. banksiana) till my serotinous cone's sealing resin melts at 50°C (122°F) allowing my seeds to disperse and colonize shortly following a stand-clearing fire (Larsen & MacDonald 1998).
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theoldkyokodied · 1 year ago
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The Allegiance of the Ascended Vampire and the New God of Magic
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stuckinapril · 8 months ago
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I love Tumblr because nothing matters here truly. There are no influencers. Having followers doesn’t mean anything. It’s just a site where people post their sporadic thoughts and rb pretty pictures. Anyone who thinks any of this matters is woefully missing the point
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puppyeared · 1 year ago
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learned something about myself lately
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b0tster · 3 months ago
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my date offered me an oversized band shirt she had in her closet cuz i didnt bring any pjs and it was actually oversized for me (im large) and uhhh,,
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wow,. i get it now,,w,
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zillychu · 4 months ago
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i'll keep putting him in gacha games until I'm paid for my silence. this is a threat
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szynkaaa · 2 months ago
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Just a gal and her Stone Monkey
this image pose template from here
HC since SWK cane change his size, the same applies for his Azure Dome form. So he can be as big as a mountain, or the size of a big yaoguai, or normal sized (whatever normal sized is for the Stone Monkey)
Much later on:
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Slight NSFW under the cut
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notbecauseofvictories · 2 months ago
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Last post, I promise, but I do think it’s good and important to see local art (defining that term as broadly as possible) but in my experience you have to put up with the little kick of embarrassment you feel witnessing something too earnest, a little clumsy, not polished within an inch of its life or in step with prevailing trends.
I’m thinking of the dance performances I saw this weekend, but also last week’s street festival, where I watched short films and walked through local art exhibits; I’m thinking about Chicago’s outsider art museum, and even the elaborately decorated (ostensibly tacky) yards I see in rural Illinois, but South Carolina and Tennessee before that, and Michigan before that. Maybe I should cast an even broader net: my aunt’s cross stitch, my grand-aunt’s horrible poetry; the art they display at the nearby retirement community and the halfway house too, which comes from the residents.
If you’re not used to leaving space for that little kick, you might turn away or scoff at all this small, fumbling art. But I think there’s value in forcing yourself to look beyond that initial stab of secondhand embarrassment---to actually appreciate the art in front of you as an expression of something deeply human. You don’t have to think it’s objectively good, or even subjectively good. You don’t have to pretend that a local woman with a talent for oils is the next [INSERT FAMOUS ARTIST HERE]. But I do think you have to appreciate it, because otherwise there is no entrance into making art yourself.
And that, more than anything, is worth preserving.
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chicachomp · 4 months ago
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more of these weird things
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turbo-tsundere · 7 months ago
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*superglues them together*
Aka, eeeeh fok it. Here's some ougoku stuff I've been sitting on. Happy THOSE GUYS day.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 11 months ago
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Welcome to the Dungeons of Fear and Hunger.
#Fear and Hunger#D'arce Cataliss#Cahara#Ragnvaldr#Enki Ankarian#Unlike Dungeon Meshi - I cannot in good faith recommend this game to a broad audience.#My background with F&H goes as follows: I am hanging out with a friend. He says “hey try this game I've been playing.” I say “Okay!”#I have never heard of this game. I pick the mercenary. I go through 5 min of character history and background. I am mauled to death by dogs#It took me 4 resets to even get in the dungeon. But I finally get there. I am caught by a guard. He cuts off all but one of my limbs#I am forced to crawl around in a blood and corpse pit until the game tells me 'give up idiot'.#I reset. I am mauled by dogs again. I realize this is not for me but I am intrigued enough to go home and watch some playthroughs#And WOW what an interesting game it is! I really do appreciate games that blend their design philosophy with the theme it wants to set#This is a game about fear and hunger. And persevering. And penis (my god is there a lot of penis)#I recommend this to people who like extremely challenging games and can handle the many *content warnings* within this series#If the idea of Bloodborne/eldenring and undertale having a little RPG maker baby sounds appealing to you - give it a shot#It's made by ONE GUY and it's a great horror game. I am just really bad at it.#My friends just enjoy putting me in situations where I scream and yell. We don't talk about the corn mazes. Or the other horror game nights#Apparently I'm funny when I'm Scared!#As people who follow me on twitter might know; I am deep in the pits of this series right now. I will be back with more art.
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absha120420 · 4 months ago
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MIZISUA BAND AU 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ BLEASE🗣️
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PELAS PSLASE PLESSSSSplease please. WHEREthey BAND AU....
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sforzesco · 1 year ago
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--or perhaps,' continues Octavian. 'You're angry that I've outplayed you at your own game because you were too busy fucking in your old master's house to notice anything that was going on around you.'
He smiles suddenly, bright and wide. 'Enjoy the party, Marcus.'
this scene takes place sometime after philippi, and was originally just some historical fiction I was writing last year for fun focusing on antony, octavian, and agrippa. then I got stressed out watching the new season of a show, started drawing while it played, and ended up turning it into a short comic lmao
the dialogue in this scene is referencing this bit out of Suetonius:
In early youth he incurred the reproach of sundry shameless acts. Sextus Pompey taunted him with effeminacy; Mark Antony with having earned adoption by his uncle through unnatural relations; and Lucius, brother of Mark Antony, that after sacrificing his honour to Caesar he had given himself to Aulus Hirtius in Spain for three hundred thousand sesterces, and that he used to singe his legs with red-hot nutshells, to make the hair grow softer. What is more, one day when there were plays in the theatre, all the people took as directed against him and loudly applauded the following line, spoken on the stage and referring to a priest of the Mother of the Gods, as he beat his timbrel: "See'st how a wanton's finger sways the world?"
Suetonius Augustus 68
what a fun group of people!! they should all eat each other
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eiilese · 1 month ago
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WE HAVE SO MUCH IN COMMON!!!!! EXPOSED NERVE ENDINGS GANG!!!! / comms
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naturecalls111 · 1 month ago
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WIP!!! Stealing glances amidst victory celebrations in Suna….
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