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aphetaliamessages · 22 days
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Weird Ways the Nations Have Died
America: He cracked a uranium rod open with his teeth
They glow in cartoons, so he figured they'd glow in real life too. Who cracks glow sticks with their teeth, though? Dis boy is a neanderthal...
England: Drug overdose... in the middle of sex with France.
France was like "Oh no, did I ride him to death?"
France: Exhaustion from too much sex
For the love of God, don't give England caffeine
Canada: Tony made him do chores in his alien house
Alfie came in like "Tony, stop making Mattie do chores just to watch him!" Both brothers got zapped
Russia: He gave an ostrich a hug
Ostrich: Get the fuck off me bitch I don't know u
China: Someone dared him to pee in a gator pond
Wang lost his wang
Germany: Blue balls
Lethally repressed smh.
🦅 Mod Prussia's Legal Eagle Disclaimer: You can't actually die of blue balls
☕️ Mod England: If you could, I'd be dead
Italy: Dreamed of a spaghetti monster
He fell out of bed and died of head trauma. Told everyone the spaghetti monster killed him
Japan: Tentacle dildo
First attempt at using a brand new tentacle dildo, lost his balance and fell face first into his full-length mirror
Spain: He put a venomous snake in his pocket and it bit his ass
Guess Lovi isn't the only one who wants a piece of that 😮‍💨
Prussia: He stabbed himself to get out of a dentist appointment
Lud just stared at him like "u dramatic bitch." Still made him go
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querro · 5 months
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my favourite part of the decked out guests stream was the two-way "thats what she said" bit. and i havent seen anyone talking about it
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cactus-juiceee · 2 months
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drawings i did for @orvwomenweek !! i almost didn't make anything... the power of orv women compelled me..
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ponydoodles · 29 days
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Bumblesweet but bee-a-fyed
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sealsdaily · 6 days
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Ok. Ok. Little background on this for those that aren't Brazilian/don't speak pt: the imperative of Focus is 'Foca', which just so happens to be the same word for seal.
So there's a bunch of these official govt psa's about 'focus on [important thing]' that are just. Like this. Because of that pun
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^ specifically traffic safety ones. I saw this guy while taking my traffic knowledge test lol
Today's Seals Are: Focal Point
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nyaagolor · 8 months
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Good morning I’m thinking about the von Karmas and gunshot wounds. Contrary to popular belief, in most cases you don’t really want to take out a bullet unless you absolutely have to, since digging around in there causes more soft tissue damage and opens more possibilities for infection. One of the few places that bullets are almost always taken out, ironically, is the shoulder. Shoulders have a lot of important junk in them, and over time, the bullet crushes, tears, and destroys what’s around it, leading to nerve damage, loss of function in the arm, chronic pain, etc etc. It's kinda like shoving a rock in a really delicate machine and leaving it rattling around in there. Even if the wound itself was minor, the act of leaving the bullet in just steadily makes things worse If a bullet is removed from a non-complex gunshot wound to the shoulder, it’s not uncommon to get all your function back with minimal pain within months. If you don’t, the bullet just quite literally tears you up inside for the rest of your life And ain’t That a fun metaphor
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dailypearldoodles · 4 months
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Day 563
The happiest of farewells to Season 9 of Hermitcraft, what an amazing season truly. Pearl truly outdid herself this season with her beautiful and colorful and absolutely lively megabase, honestly me and Mod Cosmic cannot do it justice XD I started this doodle endeavor a bit of ways into S9 and I hope to make it last throughout S10. Thank you Pearl and all the hermits for a wonderful season and I can't wait to see what they do next :D
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elgaladwen · 3 months
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Halsin appreciation post, slightly spicy version.
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witchkittymeow · 3 months
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EVER WANTED TO OWN A LITTLE EUGENE FIGURE??? NO?? I DONT CARE YOU CAN NOW HAVE A PAPERCRAFT EUGENE BAMABMABAM
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I worked hard on this template, IF ANY OF Y'ALL BUILD HIM PLEEEEEASEE TAG MEE HES SO TOINYYYY
(oh and if yall are struggling to build him feel free to dm me AWAWAWA)
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shittyutmv · 4 months
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I really thought you gave him furry head here
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he is Such a dogboy
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aleksikesa · 4 months
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It’s not a lake, it’s a beach YIPPEEE
Source
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aphetaliamessages · 6 months
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STOP FRANCE YOU'LL KILL HIM
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picturesofponies · 9 months
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May I pls suggest some Fluttershy/Big Mac (either friendship or romantic ship) art? I think they are neat :)
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They are the singing duo
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inhuman-obey-me · 8 months
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Human Nature
Word Count: 1330 Description: A sudden discussion about how humans blame demons for all their problems comes up one evening in the House of Lamentation. Turns out, demons don't like to be blamed for human nature. Characters, etc: Satan, Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, MC -- with a little Asmo/MC at the end can be found on ao3 here
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“What is it with you humans?” 
You look up from your D.D.D. with a quirked brow, turning to Satan who seems to be wearing an expression of exasperation – at least, from what you can see while his nose is buried between pages of whatever it is he’s reading.  
“What are you talking about?” 
The demon slowly lowers the novel, now looking rather sheepish. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean that in relation to you, it’s just,” He gestures to the viridian book in his grasp, “I get so tired of reading stories where humans blame demons for all of their problems.” 
“Oh, don’t get me started!” Mammon butts in, still laying upside-down on one of the other sofas in the common room as he scrolls mindlessly through Akuzon on his phone, sunglasses nearly falling off his head to the floor. “Forget just humans in stories, they do that shit all the time in real-life, too!” 
“Mammon, you probably have caused plenty of problems for humans.” Leviathan doesn’t even look up from his game, his fingers furiously pressing and pushing buttons with a loud click-clack-click that’s slightly maddening. 
“And ya haven’t?!” The second-born nearly tosses his phone as he twists to point an accusing finger at the other. “As if ya don’t get all smug about your name bein’ all over the damn place!” 
“H-Hey, it’s not my fault people are into sea monsters – oh come on!” The melody for GAME OVER. “B-but even with a good-for-nothing demon like me, humans like to create all kinds of stories and legends.” 
Shifting in your seat, you look around the room in amusement. “I mean, the stories had to come from somewhere, right? A sliver of truth in every lie, and all that.” 
“Sure, some of the stories have merit. Demons have influenced plenty of people, us included.” Satan shakes his head, placing the book to the side as he straightens up in his seat. “But there are humans who think any and all terrible things done by their own kind are somehow our fault.” 
“Right, like I’m not responsible for every greedy human who screws others over.” Mammon shoots the third-born a glare to stop him from interrupting. “But then ya got some humans going on about bein’ influenced by the devil, or demonic possession.”
“Aww, I haven’t done a possession in so long!” Asmodeus enters the room with a rather woeful expression, dropping a shopping bag onto a table before twirling around, a gleeful grin replacing his pout. “Now, what fascinating discussion are we all having here, hm?” 
“About how some humans blame demons for everything bad that happens.” You answer, resting a hand in your chin as you look at the Avatar of Lust with curiosity. “What are your feelings on that, Asmo?” 
“My feelings?” He places a hand on his chest, fingers splayed over his heart as a shadow of ire falls on his features. “Ugh, I’d say that humans are totally full of themselves!” 
“That’s rich coming from you, Asmo.” Satan rolls his eyes, earning an offended gasp from the fifth-born.
“But it’s natural for me, I mean who wouldn’t be if they had a chance to be me?” Asmodeus perches on the armrest of one of the sofas, one leg crossed over the other. “It’s true, though. I mean, I love playing games with some humans and all, but so much of that is in the past!” 
“Asmo, you still try to pull things all the time.” Leviathan huffs, ignoring his younger brother’s sharp look. “You probably aren’t helping.” 
“Excuse me, I don’t want to hear that from you, Levi. You’re the one who summons Lotan at the drop of a hat!” Asmodeus waves off the other’s protest, turning to look at you – you, who have just been sitting back and enjoying the conversation unfolding. “Us demons like to feed off all the negative energy that humans can produce, but that’s the thing – a lot of it comes from humans themselves!” 
Satan hums in agreement, also fixing his gaze on you now. “For example, we all in this room can sense if you’re feeling a really strong urge in our particular sin and even contribute to it, but we’re the Avatars, and we have pacts. Your average demon out there can tempt all they want, but temptation works best on humans that already have a proclivity to the sin or act in question.” 
“And a lot of the lil’ guys you see here, those real low-level demons? They’re manifestations of humans’ sins and negative energy. Meanin’ humans technically made ‘em!” Mammon is sitting up now, adjusting the sunglasses on his head as he leans on one knee. “So really, humans are to blame for those annoyin’ pests.” 
“I’m not arguing that.” You nod, remembering learning some of this in classes at RAD. “Well, I’m not really arguing anything, but I didn’t realize you all felt so strongly about this.” 
“Don’t get us wrong, we’re used to it. I mean, we’re demons, we have a reputation for a reason.” Leviathan shrugs, his focus going back to his console. “It’s more like a pet peeve.” 
“Just like how humans think angels are all innocent and good.” Satan’s words get a round of snickers from the room. “If a human really wants to blame everything bad on us, so be it. But then they only have themselves to blame if we lean into it.” 
It’s then that you remember hearing a story about Satan – a time where some human parents got angry and accused him of scaring their child, even though all he had done was return the child’s smile with his own. He ended up traumatizing the humans with his own anger, having them crying and begging on the floor for forgiveness, much to his delight. 
You wonder, had those humans even believed in demons before then? 
What of your own wrath? Your envy? Your greed? All of those feelings existed in you long before you came to the Devildom, and there were plenty of times you acted on them both then and now. Has it gotten worse since you’ve been here? It was hard to tell, though you did know the brothers’ got rather pleased when you did find yourself having a burst of pride, of desire. Who was feeding off of who? 
“I guess,” you muse aloud, “we’re all connected a lot more than we realize.”  
“That’s one way of putting it,” Satan hummed. “We just like to give humans a little push, now and then. Give them a taste of freedom, of what they want. After that, it’s really up to them what they do. If they choose the path that benefits us, well, we can’t complain.”
“Oh, what humans will do to get what they desire!” Asmodeus dramatically leans off of his perch, putting an arm around your shoulder. He gives you a rather mischievous look, lips curled into a smirk as he turns your chin towards him. “So, tell me, hon – can I tempt you into anything tonight?” 
“Get your damn claws off them, Asmo!” Before you can answer, Mammon is already up on his feet and growling at the sight. “You really think you can pull that with all of us here?” 
“Y-yeah, you can’t even charm them!” Leviathan voices his envy. “PDA Police!! Stop touching them!”
As the room erupts into familiar and frustrating arguments, you can’t help but feel some mischief swell in your chest – so you raise your voice. 
“Why, yes, Asmo. You can tempt me to something tonight. Shall we?”
The brothers fall silent, even Asmodeus staring at you for a moment before his lips split into a fanged grin. “We most certainly shall!” 
With a laugh, you find yourself running out of the room hand-in-hand with Asmodeus while the other three yell behind you. 
“You little devil,” Asmodeus snickers as he pulls you along, throwing a glance your way. 
With a grin, you respond: 
“I’m only human.”
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mp100days · 2 years
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030 - telepathy club
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daily-basil · 28 days
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Otomerson's Pursuit AU is one of the most well-written, dark and emotional fics I've ever read. It doesn't center around Basil but like the rest of the cast his brain is absolutely fascinating to pick apart,,,
anyways. Here he is
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