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yormp · 1 year ago
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Why is it that the only time I ever want orange juice is right after I’ve brushed my teeth?
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bluequillss · 10 months ago
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JAY FERINNNNNN this haircut was relevant like 20 episodes ago when she got it pretend this isn't months late
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its-pit-not-icarus · 1 year ago
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hey lightning rod ⚡ (tap/click for higher quality!)
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happy10thousandyears · 8 months ago
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Redesigned that goldfish outfit
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brainrot-stitch · 5 months ago
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Goretober except instead of following a list of prompts I draw whatever I want and on my birthday I draw alastyr cross covered in blood and everyone claps and giggles and gives me notes and everything is good forever
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evilsartcorner · 1 year ago
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cescalr · 6 months ago
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Watcher pearl.... the angst of watcher pearl... evo -> es1 -> hcs8.... armageddon curse... do you think she's always looking to the sky? Do you think Pearlescent Moon thought hcs8 was finally making explicit it wss her fault? How many times can the world end around you before you blame yourself-
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angelamontoo · 2 years ago
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Roderick Raskolniknov and Sonya from Crime and Punishment
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They're cute together. I hope Rod got off early for good behaviour and they lived happily ever after. Or better yet, they came to their senses, killed Porifry and eloped
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harrowharkwife · 2 years ago
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i am SO fucking exhausted by mainstream media opinions lately and i don't understand why they're frequently SO different from my own? like i genuinely don't think i am approaching anything from that unique of a perspective as a viewer? maybe it's just that i'm too easy to please when it comes to stories or something but like. how is the mainstream, widely accepted consensus on yellowjackets season 2 is that it's "bad" and "doesn't work as a season" and is "riddled with problems." literally what the fuck are you talking about. this is the most fun i have had watching television uhhhhh literally Ever? you're telling me people hated Burial? how? why? like i don't...i just don't GET it. and i'm not playing dumb for kicks here im like genuinely honest to god confused. that was the single best episode of television I've ever watched in my life. like i get that people have different opinions about things and that's fine but HOW am i in the minority here what am i missing
#most of the critiques I've seen are that it 'focused on the adults too much' and was 'too weird' re: mistys sequence#like??? that was clearly supposed to be funny and campy and silly and artistic and a twin peaks homage?#and the 'focusing on the adults' i... i mean i guess some people are just here for the '96 mystery#and are completely uninterested in the psychological effects it had on all the characters?#i guess some people don't?? care??? about watching them wrestle with that trauma and go on to try to have lives#after something like that?#but like. that's the entire point of the show though. if you hate that why are you watching it every week#with enough investment to like. blog about it and put energy into writing whole ass thinkpieces#so much of media criticism these days boil down into 'i wish this show was Not the show that it is'#'i wish it was this other show that im writing with my twitter mutuals'#and like that's fine and fun and cool and valid and that's what fic is for! but a show isnt BAD for committing to itself and its own vision#like. there is something sooo sexy abt a piece of media that is so wholly itself that you have to meet it where it is#and judge it by its own metric#it creates a whole new unique lens for each and every thing you love! quit comparing apples and oranges!#it's SO fucking fun analyzing different pieces of media through the lens of their own little world and conventions#and guiding principles and plot pacing and what they choose to emphasize and their genre conventions and etc etc#it's FUN! and not to sound like a pretentious film bro dipshit but like why does it seem like this is a dying art these days#'s2 is boring' THEY. THEY ATE A PERSON. ARE WE WATCHING THE SAME THING
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000png · 1 year ago
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i don't have any good pictures but i'm almost done painting my bathroom :D i painted the walls this green which i was a bit nervous about because i've never had any sort of green room period but it's really growing on me
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jewish-elphaba · 2 years ago
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the velveteen rabbit be like "folks I actually do need to BeReal"
#what is real#does it mean having thing that buzz inside you and a stickout handle?#real jdnt how you are made#its a thing#that happens to you. when a child loves you for a really long time#not just to play with but really loves you then you become real#does it hurt?#sometimes#when you sre real you dont mind being hurt.#does it happen all at once like being wound up?#said the skin horse.#the velveteen rabbit#imma type the book until i run out of characters just to prove i have it memorized#here was a velveteen rabbit and in the beginning he was very splendid. he was fat and bunchy as a rabbit should be his coat was spotted bro#wn and white he had real thread whiskers and his ears were lined with pink satin. on christmas morning when he sat wedged in the top of the#boy's stocking with a sprig of holly between his paws#the effect was charming. there were other things in the stocking: nuts and oranges and a toy engine and chocolate almonds and a clockwork m#ouse but the rabbit was quite the best of all. for at least two hours the boy loved him#and then aunts and uncles came to dinner and there was a great rustling of tissue paper and unwrapping of parcels and in the excitement of#looking at all the new presents the velveteen rabbit was forgotton. christmas morning: for a long time he lived in the toy cupoard or on th#e nursery floor and noone thought very much abiut him. he was naturally shy and being only made of velveteen some of the more expensice toy#s quite snubbed him. the mechanicsl toys were very superior and looked doen on everyone else they were full of modern ideas and pretended#they were real. the model boat who had lived through two seasons and lost most of his paint caught the tone from them and never missed an o#pportunity to refer to his rigging in technical terms. the rabbit could not claim to be a model of anything for he didnt know that real rab#bits existed. he thought they were all stuffed with sawdust like himself and he understood thag sawdust was quite out of date and should ne#ver be mentioned in modern circles. even timithy the jointed wooded lion who was made by the disabled soldiers and should have had broader#views put on airs and pretended he was connected with government. between them all the poor little rabbit was made to feel himself very ins#ignificant and commonplace and the onlt person who was kind to him at all was the skin horse. the skin horse had lived longer in the nurser#y than any of the others. he was so old that his brown coat was bald in patches and showed the seams undernwath and most of the hairs in hi#s tail had been pulled out to string bead necklaxes. he was wise for he had seen a long succession of toys arrive to boast and swagger and
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denzartriste · 1 year ago
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What do you MEAN literally two posts ago I said that I was too mentally sane to draw an orange 🍊 person? I don't think I did youre just a crazy person
@cyrenescreams
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keeps-ache · 1 year ago
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mmm metals,
#just me hi#i bit the inside of my cheek by accident lol-#i dunno why mouth blood tastes better than skin blood. or maybe that's just me hfhvf#//hey why are hotdogs so gross#why are they. textured like that .-.#very bad i can't even describe how much it's like Eegs#eegs... eggs... eags.... it's all the same........ peave and love............#and they can taste quite gross!! i don't understand what happened to my taste hvhfhd#one day it's a-ok and the next it's Euw. Summin Is Wrong Here#//HEy i need to find that post with the little orange snake with its little dragon helmet‚ it was so cute :>#snakes are neat! i'm still scared of them but they are pretty cool#still disappointed that giraffe necks don't work like that :// coulda had the worst creature to ever exist#elephants are too big but a giraffe is smaller so that makes it Much scarier#//hm. ykno i am significantly more scared of small creatures than big ones#at least a big one i know it's the end if something happens‚ or my dumb luck'll somehow rescue my hapless self again#but small ones?? there can be So Many. Like SO Many. Like I Would Rather Drink Pool Water Than Deal With Them#bugs </////3#when i was younger i was scared of butterflies so that should put it into some perspective hbvfhsvja#i don't like... their legs.......#Dear Bugs!! You Are Very Nice But Please For The Love Of All That Is Good Don't Touch Me :)#/hey but big cats are kinda medium. cows are Little Scary‚ big cats are Mid Scary and a bunny with rabies is Big Scary hh#little cats though ?? little bitty baby cats ??? the scariest thing on the planet i am only partially joking#it'll be like 3 a.m. and a little kitten has no sense of rudeness so!! it'll just Attack you! spitting clawing biting and if your blanket i#too thin you are F u n k e d. and you wake up in fight-or-flight and realize you're STILL being attacked by a tiny little creature that you#canNOT (repeat; canNOT) fight so you kinda just get to the point where it's like an old western stand-off until one of you leaves the room.#usually the kitten hvhfh#//it smells like some kind of cleaner in here and :< it smells baad#baaad... baaaa :>#baaaaaa#//ok i'm going to spin in circles now uvu
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crescentmp3 · 2 years ago
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sudden images of my childhood (7yo) house for some reason
#i do miss it there! it was a rented apartment with a little garden and we lived at the bottom floor.#we had five cats at the time - one mother‚ four kittens#i've told about them here before but i do have newer mutuals and followers...#it was about to be winter‚ and my mom forgot to close the kitchen's window one night.#then a cat‚ colored mostly white with tabby and orange spots‚ her eyes green‚ decided to walk in and own the place forever#mom could not get her out she found a way back in each time.#eventually we adopted her‚ which made little me very delighted. the cat did not like me#little me was quite reckless with cats though which is fair to the cat for not liking me in exchange.#we had nicknamed her anne kedi‚ translated as mother cat‚ on assumption of her probably being a mom#the nickname stuck so that was just her name now.#then‚ one day - aha! she was pregnant. mom cat indeed#some while later‚ it was a delightful summer night. little me was asleep in his little bed‚ trying and failing to fall asleep on account -#- of insomnia probably.#then‚ out of nowhere - whats that? its kitten mews!#i thought nothing of it‚ assuming it was coming from outside in my sleepy state‚ and fell asleep.#the morning after i woke up to mom cat protecting her little kitties from me and my mom petting mom cat#there were four! they were all wonderous little creatures.#one was named şeker (sugar)‚ he had the same colorings as his mom but had blue eyes. he was playful and cuddly and would fall asleep -#- instantly if you dared let him hop onto your lap.#one was named zeki (smart)‚ he was a tabby with green eyes‚ and he was a little man. did not live up to his name#one was named maskeli (masked/with a mask)‚ a tuxedo cat who looked like he had a mask on and had green eyes. he was much the same as -#- zeki‚ but more explorative#zeki and maskeli would play ball with snail shells putside#the last one was the only girl between her brothers - kömür (coal)‚ a nearly-black cat with a white little stomach and lava orange eyes.#she hated everyone (her siblings) and would sunbathe. she didn't like to play a lot unless you dare bring a string into her presence#then she was a monster. a cute one at that#they were all very dear to me but due to our Landlord (derogatory) we had to move away and we couldn't bring them with us.#little me cried a lot!#it /was/ roughly eight years ago so my memories of them are indeed blurred. but i still loved them! thats for very sure#♚ — rambling !
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arsenicflame · 2 years ago
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options, people, options!
please refer to the previous post if you want more details/rambling on what ive been thinking (and also references of this section)
so ive cut out all i said i was going to, and now is the first look on how it could go together! these first three are with the camel brown colour and the various grass options
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and the next ones are with the orange colour (and grass!)
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as usual the camera is kinda fucking with the colours but i think these are at least giving a good impression of how they all go together finally!! heres a couple pictures closer up with more accurate colours hopefully
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im still not sure about the contrast on the lighthouse, but its definitely not too bad! i think ill start on the rest of the lighthouse pieces next and get a better look all together, but aside from that!!!
what are we thinking, are any of these looking good?
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christaspirit · 2 months ago
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Holy crap, I've got a character with this ability, who goes on to be a relationship counselor...
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Most everyone has heard of the red string of fate. Sure, no one probably thought it was real, but many had heard of it. A string tying soulmates together.
But there were others. Strings symbolizing relationships of other kinds. Ties between family, between friends, between romantic partners. The string's location and intensity varied, especially depending on the healthiness of a relationship. A pink string of romance tied around one partner's neck and tinged green was a sure sign to end the relationship. A blue string of friendship fading away on one end often meant the relationship was truly one sided.
Amare had always been able to see these strings. A red and pink between his parents; yellow between him, his brothers, and his parents; blue between him and his friends.
A red string tied to everyone's finger.
Everyone had a red string. A tie between them and their perfect soulmate. Sometimes it didn't have another end for a few years. Sometimes, someone had multiple. Sometimes the string would eventually land between romantic partners, sometimes it was between friends.
If Amare focused on the string, he could sometimes see out of the eyes of the person on the other end.
Most of the time, he tuned them out. The strings could be confusing, and if he paid them too much mind he could feel them, and would often trip on the strings crisscrossing through the world.
He tried not to interfere with relationships, just to force soulmates together. Soulmates would always meet eventually, and so Amare didn't feel the need to force them. If someone wanted his help, however, or if the relationships he saw were clearly toxic, he would step in.
All five of his older brothers had learned to ask him before marrying their partners. It had been slightly awkward for his oldest brother to ask him considering they were 15 years apart, and his brother got engaged at 20.
He'd gained the reputation of being "Cupid" at school.
Despite what he could do with other people, he'd never been able to see out of his own soulmate's eyes. Black met him each time.
He didn't know what it meant. Was his soulmate blind? Could he just not see through his own soulmate's eyes?
It wasn't like this ability came with a manual. Most of the time, it was just distracting. He did not want to see the orange strings between his Chemistry teacher and English teacher. Especially not when they both had pink strings heading off in different directions to their spouses.
He was just glad that he had yet to see an orange or pink string between a classmate and a teacher.
He was a freshmen in high school now, and was relieved he hadn't found out worse. It could have been worse.
No one had called him crazy yet either, so that was good.
But for the first time he was wondering.
The new girl at school, Solis, who had been found in the woods with no memory, was intresting.
She had a faded yellow string and two yellow strings alternating with black. Two dead family members, and one she wasn't close to (which made sense for her amnesia). A faded pink string that twirled with her red string.
So likely, before she lost her memory, she'd been dating her soulmate.
But where was that soulmate?
There were also two faded blue strings, and the stronger blue string toward Luna, that was crossing with a forming yellow one.
But when he had touched her red string, he saw black.
Her soulmate wasn't dead, he knew that.
The year got more unusual when he had checked in on his own soulmate string and... saw, something.
Forest.
Two days later, he met her. His soulmate.
She had a two yellow strings alternating with black, and a strong yellow string leading to... Solis. She had weak blue strings with the three other new kids, two of whom shared a red and pink string, and the third shared a red and pink with... Solis.
The new kids were weird as well. All of them had yellow strings with black segments. Orphans. Beyond that, they talked weird. Very formal.
But that wasn't important. He was just trying to get to know his soulmate.
And figure out why the heck they keep literally bumping into each other.
Some say that an invisible red string is tied around the fingers of soulmates meant to be together forever. As it turns out, you can see these red strings, and have therefore created a highly successful matchmaking business.
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