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thisdarkhomeofghosts · 8 months ago
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Black Butler fans how are y’all feeling??!
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galacticxangel · 4 months ago
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I think I’m handling the TS wait well, why do you ask?
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ckducky · 8 months ago
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This one goes out to @a-dauntless-daffodil. They infected me with the hilarious idea that Charlie is jealous of an inanimate object.
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wearemercs · 2 months ago
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'we ssee warm bodiess moving in the treess ahead, we could be walking into an ambussh' by Johnny B Good
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frownyalfred · 4 months ago
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not to go full Lex Luthor on main, but there are actually some truly horrific ways you could torture someone who is vulnerable to kryptonite, but is still able to regenerate or partially regenerate after exposure.
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corinthianrm0 · 2 years ago
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Hal had fun for a bit (help, what's he saying.... or singing👀)
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imstuckin1999 · 8 months ago
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21 hottest under 21 from Teen People magazine June/July 1999
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serpentface · 7 months ago
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The goddess Arweny, depicted in Setem-Whe ornamental style. She is usually described as a female elowey protruding from the jaws of a gigantic serpent, or as a small snake with a rat perpetually stuck in its throat.
She is considered to be one of many local spirits of the wilds across the vast forested region known as Nekhuatseth, and is venerated (and cursed) as the god of the hunt-interrupted. She is believed to lend strength and speed to hunted quarry, allowing them to escape predation against insurmountable odds. She is completely impartial, and will lend her mercy to an insect just as easily as she would to a person.
Hunters blame her when what seems to be a certain kill escapes, and pray to her when they find themselves hunted. In many places, it is believed that she will hide all prey if she is not appeased, and as such is left offerings of fruit and wine before any expedition. It is common in rural parts of Nekhuatseth to wear amulets depicting her likeness to ward off attacks from wild beasts.
A folktale from the Sykhilic cult (a Nekh and Setem-Whe religious order devoted to a lunar goddess, scattered in temples at the edges of wilderness areas) intends to teach youths about the dangers and impartiality of the wilds, and illustrates beliefs about Arweny's intervention in the cycle of hunter and hunted.
A young hunter walked alone through the wilds in the heat of the dry season. They were on their rite of passage, and as such were armed only with a knife and could feed only on what game and forage they found on their journey. They were three days in, tired and hungry and missing the comfort of the city more and more with every step.
The hunter stopped at the edge of a clearing to eat a few clumps of dry, tasteless grass. They chewed miserably and dreamed of the great feast that would be held upon their return, when they heard a sudden snap. The youth had only a moment to turn before a great beast seized them in its claws. A tyger had been stalking them, and now pinned them to the earth under one massive paw!
Thinking fast, the young hunter called upon one of the wild gods of these parts. 
“Arweny! Rat-Who-Chokes-The-Snake! Please, lend me your strength!”
And there was a great rustling in the bush, a sliding, slithering sound, and a cackle of frightful laughter. And the hunter felt every muscle in their body seize with a great strength, and they wrenched themself out of the stinking cat’s grasp.
The youth scampered up a tree and sat in its high boughs with their breast heaving. The cat paced below in helpless agitation, for the branches were far too lithe to support its great weight.
The great beast stalked away, and the hunter cried out their thanks to the lord of the triumphant prey and nursed their wounds.
The young hunter walked along deer trails all day, but there was no quarry to be seen, and the scents were weeks old and unpromising. With hunger now gnawing painfully at their gut, they came upon a great river. There were water lillies growing in the shallows with thick, tasty bulbs, and the air was alive with frogsong. The youth crept out into the muddy water, hoping to find something good to eat.
But a slight ripple on the water filled their gut with ice. Their instinct told them to be afraid, and in the fraction of a second, they whispered, “Arweny, lord of the hunt-interrupted, lend me your speed.”
And in that same moment, a colossal riverdrake sprang forth from the murk, faster than the hunter could have run. But their body was seized with a great quickness, and they leapt into the air, high above the drake’s head, and came down upon its jaws, forcing them shut with a snap!
As they sprang away from the beast, they heard a wet slithering sound, and that same cackle of triumph. They silently thanked the lord of the biting quarry, and ran far from the river and its dangers.
But now, the hunter was near starved. The small insects and dessicated grasses they had found along the way did little to abate their hunger. They needed to make a kill or they would surely starve.
And as if by divine will, they came across a river hog hopelessly tangled in a thorny mass of dead vines. It squealed and strained with all its might, but to no avail. The hog collapsed to its side and laid still, chest heaving and showing the terrified whites of its eyes. The hunter sighed in relief and drew their blade.
And suddenly, the hog trembled and burst away, ripping up and dragging all the vines along with it! The hunter was frozen in shock. How was this possible? The hog was as good as dead!
And as if to answer that question, they heard that same slithering, the sound of something heavy dragging its long body over the dry leafbed. And they heard that same cackle, a laugh of triumph, as the prey fled and the hunter starved.
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umblrspectrum · 2 months ago
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hi heres my ramblings about a md rain world au i made up in like a day bye
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prismsoup · 4 months ago
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And variant with the actual colors and without the blur effect :
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Been rambling with @fauxbia about our critters if they had some of the disco elysium skills, and I finally decided to draw something for that
Didn't draw all of them else I was going to perish </3 also rip motorics for not being included
The big topmost middle skill doesnt belong to PLU but to Spears instead
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ideavian · 5 months ago
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Attack for @prismsoup 's skitterer! The bug ever!!
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a-dauntless-daffodil · 6 months ago
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Charlie: "I have to put my hoof down on this, I've got one hard rule- I am NOT going to date an active murderer."
Vaggie: "...."
Vaggie: "What if the stab wound doesn't kill them."
Charlie: "Depends."
Vaggie: "On?"
Charlie: "Did they attack first were they very rude are they an Overlord you need to distract so you can run was it an accident am I around to help or is this a potential life and death situation how nicely does the blood spatter accent your beautiful jawline did you say sorry afterwards-"
Vaggie: "Wait go back, what blood splatter thing."
Charlie: "I mean this is HELL so it's not that big a deal? We're pretty used to getting gore and bloodstains out of clothes- there's even a special washer setting for-"
Vaggie: "My jawline."
Charlie: "Mmm no I think kisses are better for that? Or licking."
Vaggie: "Licking?"
Charlie: "It works for cleaning too! Honestly Razzle and Dazzle might be onto something there, because- "
Vaggie: "Even when I'm spattered with blood?"
Charlie: "...."
Charlie: "maaaaybe"
Vaggie: "...that's not a huge incentive to avoid violence, babe."
Charlie: "Murder. I specifically said, try not to do MURDER. Murder isn't sexy."
Vaggie: "But if it's just a little blood dripping down my face-"
Charlie: "-THis topic! Is no longer safe for work!"
Vaggie: "Oh my girlfriend-"
Charlie: "T-TAKING MY TITLE IN VAIN ISN'T HELPING EITHER!!!!!!"
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jewishcissiekj · 8 months ago
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Jedi who use their lightsaber/s like this
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mufos-photo-album · 3 months ago
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"Ive got you now."
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I don't often miss the chance to gloat about this sort of thing, so I also wanna mention that this artwork was made with the help of 3D modelling (with models I made myself!!!) There do exist 3D posing resources that can be used with zero modelling knowledge (such as https://justsketch.me/) however they almost always have some features behind a paywall, whether it be different body proportions, props, or camera controls.
Knowing how to use Blender may not be easy or fast, but by god is it free.
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olipeaksforever · 2 months ago
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from syd barrett to chappell roan and from brian wilson to britney spears: leave musicians alone, since they're people, too. do you think it was ok to stalk an eldery, disabled syd barrett on the street or photograph a crying britney spears with her kids? do you think chappell roan deserves to have her whole family stalked by fans or brian wilson getting mocked for his depression and weight gain?
and this also applies to adam ant, poly styrene, tina bell, amy winehouse, ian curtis, adrian borland, richey edwards and so many more. you people should leave chappell roan alone before it is too late.
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valcaine · 5 months ago
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meet my beloved son he is 50+ years old and is nutrient deficient
full ver:
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