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undergroundrockpress · 9 months
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The archaeologists of the future will come from afar… "A world Peace Treaty was signed on this spot by all the nations of the Earth..."
Illustration by Richard Corben "aka Gore"; 1972.
Via : old underground comix (mostly) on Twitter.
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majorproblems77 · 3 months
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Woo! Bullying the blorbos for another month! :DDDDDD
Welcome to the start of my Febuwhump collection, Now I'm not planning on doing every day this time around, just the ones that spring to mind with an idea.
Have fun! The blorbos aren't. >:)
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party-gilmore · 10 months
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Hey FYI this OceanGate situation is currently looking SO fucking bleak.
I highly recommend you filter or blacklist “oceangate” if you’re sensitive any kind of claustrophobia, fear of drowning, fear of being alone or failed rescues, or irl death until (hopefully) somebody pulls off a miracle rescue.
I don’t care how rich or stupid the tourists were, what they must be going through… that’s fucked up.
I can already expect a bunch of folks being super callous about this, fuck. I almost was, when I thought it was just a joke, but NOPE. Totally real. Still. Fuck. And the pilot too. FUCK.
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spilladabalia · 6 months
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The Flamin' Groovies - Slow Death
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fausthetics · 1 year
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to fall in love with the Sun in the mist of fall
fall is the season of gloomy skies and the beautiful, non-stop rains, the days that are getting colder and darker in each 24 hour set, the mist and the thick layers of fog. the crunches of the fallen leaves that reminds you of a slow death, but also the unexpected sunny and warm days. you don't usually realize the beauty and importance of the Sun during summer or spring since it is pretty common in those seasons, however you do realize how much you miss the Sun after one sudden sight of a sunny day during continuous days of gloom and darkness in autumn. you fall in love with the Sun and it comes around quite unexpectedly and when it does it gives you all of its warmth and love, but then again goes into hiding. The longing for the Sun during autumn is pretty harsh since the time you can see it again properly is only spring and summer. Just like how you slowly fall in love with someone on their unexpected and inconsistent highs that leaves you longing for more, but you can't have time since the timing's wrong, no matter how right the person is.
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transistoradio · 2 months
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Slow Death #8 (1977), with front cover art by William Stout and back cover art by Rand Holmes.
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triste-guillotine · 5 months
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"The Serpent & The Pentagram : The Official Chronicles Of NECROMANTIA", written by The Magus and Aris Shock
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gentleeclipsey · 8 months
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Our friend Sal, in his eldest years, finds his way to a fabled haven said to be an oasis in a world unfriendly to trolls.
Unfortunately, an oasis can never be trusted.
This AU was made by the ever talented @xdeusxmachinax, however all named characters in this story are my own.
:)c
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downthetubes · 7 months
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The back cover art of Slow Death #8, published by Last Gasp in 1977, the issue dedicated to the work of Greenpeace. The image, by Rand Holmes, was also offered as a poster
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kamacstrophe · 1 year
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Macgyver, S01E18 | "Slow Death"
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emmakisiel · 4 months
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Obituary  - Slow Death
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recently ive fallen asleep tracing my kn!fe across my wrist nonstop while whispering to myself how i cant cut like a hypnotic manic lullaby until i pass out from exhaustion after not letting myself sleep for as long as possible (trying for 24 hours)
must be some new level of crazy, i like it
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angst--unhinged · 11 months
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VAMPIRE'S LOVER
Ice-cold shivering, Quickening heartbeats. Soundless, Wordless, Screams, Running, Running, Running Shadows slink across the walls, Jagged claws on bare thighs, Sharp teeth on exposed neck, Beads of blood trickling fast. Soundless, Wordless, Screams, Running, Running, Running Darling, oh, Love of mine, Let me take you in my arms, Let me rock you gently to sleep, Let me kiss your wounds free. Soundless, Wordless, Screams, Soothing, Soothing, Soothing As you die here in my grasp, Eyelashes brushing your tear-stained cheeks, Bony elbows, ribs and knees, You bear red stripes, my brave tiger. Soundful, Wordful, Screams, Staying, Staying, Staying, Gone
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