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Formula 3 Testing October 23, 2023 - Imola, Italy Source: Emmanuele Ciancaglini - Formula 1/Formula Motorsport Limited via Getty Images
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🎭 im sorry i can't remember any of ur ocs names but the gay priest dressed like one of ur cringey teenage characters or vice versa
how does it feel to be the funniest person ever
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Hihihhihihi this is an ask I'm asking!!! What am i asking you may ask(heh)?
Well i am asking uh. Hm. What am i asking.
Aha!
I am asking: would you like to see The Boy?
Of course you would
This has been an ask
OMG..... The Boy.............
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The dino benches are super cute. The angle is a little weird, though. And there's other seating if you're scared of dinosaurs. Looks like there's non-dino flat benches in the back on the right and a raised stone bench / retaining wall area on the left with grass and trees. I'm a little worried that there's no arm rests on any of the seating areas, though. It might be difficult for people with mobility issues to stand back up. Super cute for in front of a dino museum, though! And I totally want one.
#memes#meme#throwback#lol#funny#lol memes#funny memes#funny meme haha#funny stuff#dinosaur#dinosaur fossils#fossils#japan travel#japan#japanese#fukui#art#artwork#design#i want a dino bench
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[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]
a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”
#dinosaur#evolution#comic#prehistoric#animal#wildlife#paleontology#biology#poetry#comics#original#my art#archaeopteryx has no direct living descendants i know#but i wanted something aerial and the dinosaur to bird connection is classic and well known anyway#also the chicken over any other bird is very on purpose#its the mix of truth and comedy and genuineness and the fantastic in the mundane#its me asking you to see something so wonderful in something taken so un-seriously#and to love it both ways#also the jurassic park thing#where someone saw the reconstructed gait of a dino#and said. hey hang on. i know that walk.#and pulled up footage of a chicken walking#which jumpstarted the entire study into the link between dinosaurs and birds#in the end take whatever you want from it i just thought id provide some insight#i always like it when other artists do#the point is that i enjoy when people laugh at the end and when they dont#and i like it when they cry. i like it best when they both laugh and cry. eeaao intent#anyway mourn your losses but to live is to change#also hi guys i finally figured out tipping after 5 months so no more annoying ko-fi link#the antidote to despair is awe
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i promise i wouldn't blame you
#illustration#artists on tumblr#digital art#comic#dinosaur#chicken#art#artwork#drawing#webcomic#theartofmadeline#something i sketched ageeeeessss ago and never made hehe#no i dont know how to draw chickens or dinos. mind your business !!#bird#paleo art#evolution
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blue footed booby + raptor !
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Double-Crested Hunter
#dilophosaurus#paleo art#dinosaur art#dino#dino art#dinosaur#paleo#landscape#digital painting#painting#art#my art#artblr#artist on tumblr
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Little ghost, some dino nugs, and the return of the Halloween cookies. 🎃🍪
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#artists on tumblr#art#polymer clay#halloween cookies#halloween#pumpkins#ghosts#dino nuggets#clay#sculpey#crafts
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Brontosaurus means thunder lizard you see
This is in my mind the first time either of them bring up marriage or weddings, Obi-Wan comes out of nowhere with it and Cody just rolls with it
#dino kid obi wan#i will die on this hill#he was and is a dinosaur kid#does that make him neurodivergent? a little.#obi wan kenobi#commander cody#he looks at that dino and thinks for the first time 'maybe i love something more than cody'#codywan#star wars fanart#star wars#my art#my comic#modern au#digital art#fanart#almost codywan surfer au
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“Resurrection”
#pimsriart#pimsriart2023#I have been playing so much path of titans ahhhhh#dinosaur is my childhood hyperfixation lol#but i literally don't know anything else#i'm dumb and science can't get into my brain pls don't ask me which dino are they bc i don't know DX#dinosaur#uhhh#iguanodon#i think#and some#raptors#birds#the text is from mahler's symphony no2 finale
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i thinking about reading the next scene of dsg and i wanna get back into the mood, can u ramble about the Themes and Parallels plssss
OK SO. FUCKING. thisll take some explaining so this post isnt incomprehensible to every other person ever. but dinos been doing like insane detailed analysis of the script bc hes insane(positive) and. UGH. UUUUUGGHHHH. ok like ok so when you read it like its very very obvious that theres supposed to be a connection between the dog and beethoven right like. its clear. AND . UGH OK . SORRY IM SO BAD AT WORDS BUT THE FUCKING PARALLELS!!!!!!!! WHERES THAT MESSAGE THAT HOLLY SENT HOLD ON
LIKE THIS^FOREVER. i dont know even the vague idea that there is a parallel between the dog and beethoven is enough to kill a man but the actual fucking symbolism of it makes me want to PUKE. AND THE WAY ITS ALSO REFLECTED IN EVERY OTHER MAIN CHARACTER !?!!?!??!?!??!?!?!??!?!?!? i might as well just fade away into dust forever. KISSING BEETHOVEN+SMOKING THE BLANKET TURNIGN THE GRIEF INTO SOMETHING MEANINGFUL. YOURE INSANE YOURE INSANE I CANT DO THIS. CB WAS MATTS DOG CB WAS MATTS FUCKING DOG I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THIS HAS DONE TO ME I COULDNT PAY ATTENTUON IN DND BECAUSE I COULDNT STOP FUKING THINKIJG ABOUT HOW CB WAS MATTS DOG. I NEED EVERYONE TO READ THIS I QUITE ACTUALLY CANNOT GET IT TO LEAVE MY BRAIN ITS INSANE YOURE INSANE WERE ALL INSANE. JOKER
UUUUUUUUUUGH. THE GRIEF THE WAY THEY HANDLE GRIEF THE UNIVERSAL EXPERIENCE OF GRIEF. IM GONNA FUCKING KILL MYSELF. GOOD GRIEF. ok bye im so excited for your analysis of the first music room scene. im ill
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Making grabby hands at you. lore. Gimme. Tell me more about goldhelm's immortality curse
o7
a few centuries ago, goldhelm adopted a child. his name was Ozymandias, nickname Ozzie. he was another piglin. goldhelm raised him to the best of their ability. at some point when ozzie's a teenager, goldhelm takes him out camping in a safe part of the forest.
theyre surprised by a large horde of zombies. goldhelm struggles with defending themself and their son, having only brought basic tools.
theyre bleeding out, scratches and bites litter their body. ozzie had ran into the tent they had, and would be safe until a zombie got goldhelm.
goldhelm didnt want him hurt, so as a last ditch effort they drop to their knees and beg the universe to keep them alive, if only for tonight. let them power through the teeth and claws, save their son.
theres a flash of lightning from a stormcloud they hadnt even noticed form. it hit directly in from of them, and they winced, shutting their eyes. they awaited the final hit from the zombies surrounding them.
it didn't come.
they open their eyes.
in front of them stands a figure. it is shifting, and unstable. it is vaguely humanoid, its edges sharpening and softening, becoming spiked and liquid every other second. it appeared to be made of the night sky itself. then it shifted, and appeared to be the void below the bedrock. then, a galaxy, still in that loose human shape. then once more, the night sky. each change wipe goldhelm's memory of the other forms they saw, replacing their memories of the previous form, before it changed to a new one.
the only thing that remained the same were the eyes.
bright cyan eyes in the normal place eyes were.
those bright eyes stare at goldhelm, filled with curiosity at their suffering.
goldhelm stares back.
they barely acknowledge the limb that slowly lifts away from the body. it tilts its head and cups goldhelm's jaw.
theres nothing, for a beat, until pain shoots through goldhelm's body like the lightning that struck moments before.
it claims their entire body, and they keel over, writhing in agony.
it passes, after a moment. and they look up again.
its gone, whatever it was.
the zombies, too. gone.
their wounds, their pain. it was gone.
they rub their head. did they die? they dont feel dead.
ozzie runs out of the tent and hugs them so tightly that they decide to not look a gift horse in the mouth.
they return to their house in thebanaw, and goldhelm shortly forgets about the encounter, just glad their son is safe.
its not until they realize they should have died before ozzie that they notice something's wrong.
they arent dying. though they should have quite a while ago.
why wont they die, they ask themself. over and over, they pull at their fur, questioning why theyre still alive.
one day they look at themself in the mirror, eyes drifting to the mark on the side of their face. one that they had previously thought to have been there since birth.
but it wasnt. it couldntve been. they remember it always being there, so why do they feel so sure it wasnt always there?
they dig up an old childhood photo. no mark. just light pink fur.
the go back to the mirror and it clicks. they suddenly remember the feeling of Something touching their face. but they... dont know what. they don't remember anything beyond the feeling of a touch. static and soft, sharp and smooth, everything all at once, gentle against their fur.
they grit their teeth and decide then and there they will find what did this. it wont be anytime soon, they know.
but they will find it one day.
they have eternity now, after all.
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@hesploro-the-dilophosaurus
i was just gonna tag you bc it's a dino, but it's a dilophosaurus too!!!!!!!
Little dilophosaurus sculpt!
This piece is also available via the Jonathon Bancroft-Snell Gallery, local purchase or international shipping available (link to their website in my pinned post)!
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