#cari��o

[gethighdropacidneverdie]

Can I post this

[teluwitink]

Una de las partes más difíciles de crecer es soltar a aquellos que te estancan

[fletchernetwork]

fletcher: xo @ shannon beveridge

[mrstsung]

I love shang tsung being silly.

Showing off to you. Look at him....this goofball.

*i know it's a mod. But still*

More of this man goofing around. If the others can be lively and having fun. So can he.

Let my man serenade

Let my mans put on the moves

Let my mans rizz you up.

LET SHANG TSUNG DO NORMAL,MUNDANE THINGS!

Let him live life damn it!

[cary-elwes]

[marquisedemasque]

Wow I drew this ageeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssss ago and completely forgot to post...

Here have some human Koopalings

@tench-art your recent post is what jogged my memory

[gatutor]

Cary Grant-Arthur O´Connell-Virginia Gregg "Operación Pacífico" (Operation Petticoat) 1959, de Blake Edwards.

[gomzdrawfr]

Need you guys to manifest luck (all of it) for me because dear lord clerking a 2 weeks on-going DKA cases with low medication compliance + HF within 5 hours nearly ended me

[arttrampbelle]

I don't like imitations

I like the real thing

The real shang tsung

Thank you

💅🏻💋🔪🔥💖☕

[courseyoulovemeyoudontknowme]

Notorious (1946, Alfred Hitchcock)

05/09/2024

[brevoorthistoryofcomics]

BHOC: GREEN LANTERN #110

I believe that I picked up this issue of GREEN LANTERN while on a shopping trip one Satuday. That’s a pretty good, eye-catching and dramatic cover by artist Mike Grell. Grell had been a semio-regular fixture on GREEN LANTERN ever since the title came back from limbo in 1976, and his Neal Adams-influenced artwork was strongly associated with the Emerald Crusader, at least in my mind. And this…

[x-heesy]

Set Me Free

Christen me

Navigate me

Throw off your anchor and root me

Root me into the floor of the earth

Where the pressure compression

Makes me feel, any minute

I could burst

Meet me at the helm

Set a course we don't know

Let me ride or sink me

And down we will go

Oh Captain my captain

Set me Free

Life teeming in the darkness

I am alien here

My vision is murky

Nothing is clear

Oh Captain, my Captain

Let me see

𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙼𝚢 𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝙿𝚊𝚗-𝙿𝚘𝚝, 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙶𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗

[fletchernetwork]

nowthisisliving: okay thank you. message received loud and clear!!!!

[teluwitink]

Déjame llorar un ratito más

[mrstsung]

1995 movie mortal kombat shang tsung

(I love he 🥺💖)

[eorzea80]

Ok. So hear me out...what if Thom survives by being transported to The First? ----- "'Thoma! Please!" "Mr. Exarch! You are far too cautious. As you can see, I've made it down the rail unscathed!" The Crystal Exarch sighs and places his cooler hand against his temples. This new guest is not unwelcome, but rather challenging. "Yes, but this is our commercial district. Our citizens need to pass down those stairs and might want for the use..." He sighs deeply, yet again." ...Of a railing." "...at 6 AM? Really, 'Raha?" The Crystal Exarch starts forward to cover Thom's mouth. Thom pulls up his board against his hands. G'raha starts to flush and spit.

"Thoma, no! These people...how, how do you know? They cannot discover...!" Thom taps the rough of the board against his lips, looking innocently at the stained glass ceiling. "That's a secret of us stick holders. You know I was a Lancer, then a Dragoon for a time. I knew a little of your exploits on Sharlayan...from my wife..." G'raha starts to look pale. He looks pleadingly up at Thom to not destroy his legacy; Minfilia's legacy on The First. Not to destroy what Pryne helped him to accomplish.

Thom pats G'raha on the back and hears a disturbing rattle. His brain spins out, "Not just too stony, also much too thin...damn this guy."

Thom clears his throat. "But miqo'te to mystel," They both soften and smile. G'raha starts to melt with relief, "I'm in for whatever Pryne is in for. Your secret is always safe with me." "Except at dawn, apparently." Thom chuckles at G'raha's admonishment. "Yes, with dawn comes the truth..."

Thom spreads his arms wide around them both, soaking in the sunrise.

"Say, do you want to learn how to ride this thing, O CRYSTAL EXARCH!" He shouts to the ends of Musica Universalis, as vendors creep towards their stands in the dim light. From Philline emerges a small hoot of approval. Hanji-Fae just chuckles. "Goodness no! I couldn't..." "Come on then!" Thom grabs the leader of The Crystarium by the midsection and places his feet firmly on the board. "I know you need a better way to get around than on foot. Let's figure this out, mystel to mystel, understood?" G'raha blushes for a moment. He suddenly can see what Pryne was saying when she looked at the stars around the Crystal Tower, seaching for Thom in the unfixed aether. "Understood." ---- MEANWHILE IN EITHERYS ---- "MS. CARIS!! PLEASE DO NOT SKATE INSIDE THE BAR!" "Oh, Vendingway. You are a stuffed shirt." "MS. CARIS. I DO NOT KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. I JUST KNOW YOU ARE SPLITTING THE FLOORBOARDS!"