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Amid discord, we will find tranquillity.
inspiration - trapper keeper design (80s)
#art#aesthetic#aestheticart#aesthetic#aestheticedits#vaporwave#vaporwaveart#vaporwaveedits#vaporwave#geometry#3dart#trapperkeeper#design#y2k#artista#universe#space#imagination#innerself#visual#visualart#y2kart#80s#overwatch#graphics#darkwave#inspo#zenyatta#cyberwave#artist
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Getting organized for the new year! It's ok to admit if you're a bit jealous. 😉 #retro #1980s #trapperkeeper #plannergoals #craftescape https://www.instagram.com/p/CnIOabtvViG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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- the finish on this car got me thinking about Trapper Keepers... it was all the rage when i was young, and i remember it seeming expensive without really grasping the cost of a dollar it was possibly the first status symbols i noticed and children are very aware of certain authenticities was your shit Lisa Frank or some kind of knock off? are those authorized dolphins? #trapperkeeper #sometimesithinktoomuch #FortyTwos #carpaint #authorizeddolphins (at Chicago Downtown) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn8MG2TLuN3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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"death is temporary i'll love you forever"
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Guys...all I wanted was a blankie out of the chest under my window. My room was all nice and picked up...then I went and upset a delicate balance and now I sit on my bed wondering what hurricane blew thru my room while I looked for my blankie, going, "Okay...this looks bad..."
#when ADHD strikes while you're looking for something#and suddenly you're looking for six different things at once#going thru boxes#finding things you'd forgotten all about but now that you've found them you don't know if you're ready to get rid of them#rearranging things to make room for some of the shit you found#guys I found my TrapperKeeper of NSYNC cards and magazine pages for cryin' out loud!#I found a TrapperKeeper with drawings I did back when I was in high school!
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Fiona.
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She looks vaguely Lisa Frank trapperkeeper 1994.
For sure:
Horns&Ears&skin overlay: @saruin (I know this isn’t the place to say it, but thank you *so much* for the reblog of Monster. I love that sim more than I can even say, it meant a lot)
Some skin detail: @simandy
A lot of other skin detail: @gloomiegalaxie-sims
The hair: @miikocc
That’s what I got atm.
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Since there's no Halloween episode this season, I thought I'd close this gaping wound by drawing what the Belcher kids could wear for this year's Halloween festivities. Louise is dressed as the Monokupoly Man (combination of Monokuma from the Danganronpa series and The Monopoly Man). I tried making Louise's face monochromatic from side to side, but it made her face look too busy. Tina is dressed as The Trapperkeeper (The Cryptkeeper combined with a trapper keeper). I gave Tina the hair of the live action Cryptkeeper but added in the yellow eyes and greenish-blue skin of Cryptkeeper from the animated series spin-off. Gene is dressed as Garfielder (Garfield if he was on a baseball team). I wanted to give Gene's face more Garfield features, but nothing really looked right in the early draft. Happy Halloween, Belchies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#halloween#happy halloween#bob's burgers#tina belcher#gene belcher#louise belcher#louise bobs burgers#tina bobs burgers#gene bobs burgers#garfield#garfield the cat#tales from the crypt#crypt keeper#tales from the cryptkeeper#monokuma#danganronpa#danganronpa monokuma#monopoly#monopoly man#baseball#tortured puns#puns#terrible puns#wordplay#loren bouchard#give me free stuff bobs burgers#fox animation#animation domination
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My beautiful Trapperkeeper, rainbow of a dragon! Cerulean Har/Radioactive Jester/Magenta Soap Dragon accent is "Rainbow Gembond" by ofMontreal
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Poor Roman. He wanted to get kicked in the face with feelings, not with an actual foot. He forgot about the dramatic homosexuals
Back to the pink trapperkeeper
LOOL ain't this the truth! But in all seriousness, I can't wait for him and Sami to actually talk again after everything that's happened, their dynamic fascinates me and I need a new chapter to it!
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Hi hippo 💕💕💕
Trick or treat!! :)
Hiiii!!!! I wasn't quite sure what to give you for trick or treat so I hope you like it 🌟👻🎃
"Can it wait, Ma? I have to study for a really big test." Eddie holds his breath, fingers curled around the doorknob, while he waits for the answer. "Fine. That's fine. Just make sure you do it before bed!" "Thanks!" He silently pumps his fist in celebration and closes his bedroom door. He supposes he should feel guilty, because the thing is he doesn't have a really big test. Or even a test. What he's got is a burning desire to watch the meteor shower that's supposed to be visible in the next twenty minutes. He knows he's cutting it close while he opens his backpack, pulling out textbooks and his trapperkeeper, but he needs to make his mom believe his white lie. At least his dad is away on business. Eddie replaces stuffs a small telescope in the bag and slings it over his shoulder. He quietly cracks open his bedroom window and climbs out to the small overhang. From there it's a short leap to the gigantic oak tree. He grips the thick branch, moving each hand a little at a time until he's face to face with the trunk and able to drop to the ground. "Oof!" No matter how many times he does this, hitting the roots and dirt always surprises him a little. He dusts off his jeans and starts to make a run for the field behind the house when a voice stops him. "Sneaking out again, little brother?" Sophia. And she's wearing a shit eating grin when he turns around. "Meteor shower tonight. Cover for me if Ma tries to go in my room before I get back?" He looks at her, full of hope and a trust that can only be forged between siblings. "Obviously." She rolls her eyes dramatically in that way that only teenage girls can pull off. "You can pay me back on Friday night for a party I may or may not be attending." Sophia winks before turning to jog towards their front door. Eddie doesn't hesitate to continue his trek. He's only got a few minutes to find the perfect spot and set up. When he thinks he's far enough away from the light, he pulls the telescope from his bag and sets up the tripod. The lens is adjusted for optimal focus and aimed at the correct part of the sky. Now all he has to do is wait.
come trick or treat!!
#👻🎃#come trick or treat!!#hippo writes#eddie diaz#hippo gets mail#steadfastsaturnsrings#drabble#will probably add it to a piece of this fic/wip ---->#fic: just me and the stars can get lonely
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This makes me think of those 90s Trapperkeepers with the bright colours I always wanted and I flarping love it.
✨🦄🐬🦖🌊 I JUST WANNA BE PART OF YOUR SYMPHONYYYYYYY✨🦄💖💕🐟🐬
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Stater Bros. / 12th House Retrospective
Stream of consciousness, not going back to correct typos, blasting Girl with No Face as I type this:
I went through something in the 2nd grade that I think changed the course of my life. I want to type some thoughts out to hopefully bring myself some closure, as I have been experiencing flash backs to this time in my life.
When I was a little boy, I used to feel like a ray of light. The only other way I can describe it is like a warm, radiant, celestial peace that I feel in my chest almost 24/7. I used to especially feel this way after going to church, doing something kind for someone, or saying kind words to someone in need of hearing them.
My 2nd grade teacher was named Mrs. Stater. I vividly remember on the first day of school, she let everyone in the class know that someone in her family (I can't remember who, it might've been her father? She was old AF at the time so its possible) was the founder of Stater Bros. supermarkets. I don't know if thats true, but thats how I remember it. Mrs. Stater explicitly told us that she hates this man (the founder of Stater Bros.) and that we had to swear to her we would never shop in a Stater Bros. again, ever, as long as we were alive. She even told us to tell our families, she did not want a single penny to go to Stater Bros. corp. Oh, and I did; I made sure everyone in my family knew that Stater Bros. was evil and that we must never shop there again. To this day most of my family won't step foot inside of a Stater Bros., which is ironic because I go there all the time now.
Anyway, as a kid, when I used to feel that warmth/light (happiness?), it was almost always after talking to someone: chatting, yapping, laughing, telling stories, sharing words of kindness, singing, anything that involved connecting with someone. As many people as possible. Unfortunately, that made it very difficult to be a quiet child. In class, I would always get in trouble for talking or laughing or distracting people with my presence. Mrs. Stater eventually got so fed up with me that she made me take my desk/chair and turn it around to face the wall at the back of the class. I didn't understand what I did wrong at the time. It is the earliest feeling of humiliation and shame that I can remember, and it marks the first time I lost that sense of "warmth".
The very next day, I came to class with a smile on my face, ready to start a new day. I started moving my desk back to where I normally was, and I was immediately shouted at. I almost jumped out of my skin, Mrs. Stater screamed at me like a banshee. I already had a lot of trauma from my home life, so being yelled at was already very triggering for me. She asked me what I thought I was doing, and I answered honestly that I was moving my desk back. She asked me why I would do that, and I told her that i thought i was only facing the back for yesterday. She laughed at me, and informed me that that was my new home for the rest of the year. I didn't say anything back; I had been effectively exiled from my friends. I used to talk to everyone... everyone in my class was my friend. In the end, I hooked the straps of my backpack onto my chair and opened up my trapperkeeper to start my day.
For the rest of the year, there was an empty spot where my desk used to be, right next to my good friend Angelica. I remember thinking it was strange to miss somebody who was only 20 feet away from you. Sure, we played during recess, but outside of those few minutes given to the students to be kids, I was alone all day. I had to physically turn in my desk to see what was going on in class. My back hurt from having to turn around, and I eventually learned to just straddle the chair and hold my journal stiff enough that I could write.
Recently, I was told that my attitude is annoying. At first, I was kind of thrown back to 2nd grade, I felt like a little kid again. Why do people make me feel bad for talking? For laughing? For being a human being? But in the next moment, I realized that its not because its annoying, its because those people are jealous seeing other people enjoy life. They covet happiness.
I am a ray of sunshine again, and I refuse to let anyone make me feel bad about it.
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80s babies...Look at this
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retro throwback Trapper Keepers at local retail! Just in time for Back to School! AWESOME
and now with NON SLIDING page clasps
#retro#throwback#trapper keeper#mead#school supplies#back to school#trapperkeeper#outrun#90s#binder#stationary#local finds#old school#oldschool
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Found 3 new #trapperkeeper designs at Walmart yesterday. The #DeLorean one is pretty rad. What's your favorite design? https://www.instagram.com/p/ChFwXzvFkzx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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I kept one of Trapperkeeper's hatchlings, behold Jellycake! Iris Cinder is surprisingly good with the blue and purples! Iris/Radioactive/Magenta Cinder/Jester/Soap
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