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kkopimint · 8 days
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when you're crying about the cancellation but remember how good YOI was to you
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egguv · 2 months
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no reflection needed.
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reimenaashelyee · 8 months
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THE GOD OF AREPO IS NOW AN AWARD-WINNING TUMBLR FOLKLORE!!!!!
WE GOT THE BRICK! WE ARE GETTING ARCHIVED INTO THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS!!! Hell yeah!! Making Tumblr history!!
I have a pretty strong idea now for how I want to smash up the brickand divide between us creators: the TL;DR is that I'm going to use the smallest pieces to build a cairn inside a pseudo-terrarium award stand. (x5)
Follow me if you want to witness the brick smashing and terrarium constructing.
But omg thank you everyone!! I had no idea if this campaign would work. I'm so honoured to be able to contribute this opportunity for everyone. :,)
@sadoeuphemist @writing-prompt-s @sameenbyhat @stu-pot
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shima-draws · 2 months
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HELLO?????
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ricky-mortis · 20 days
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I need somebody to give Bryce a sword
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yrsonpurpose · 8 months
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Happy One Month of Red, White & Royal Blue! ♡ 11.08.2023 ♡
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hosseinis · 5 months
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LEIGH WHANNELL as ADAM FAULKNER-STANHEIGHT ↳ "My name is very fucking confused! What's your name?"
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coffit0 · 2 years
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The idea came to me in a vision
ID below the cut (thanks to the person that added it!)
[Image description: Three colored panels featuring Joel, Grian, and Scar from the Double Life SMP. In the first panel, Joel glances at Grian, who is standing with his arms crossed and saying, “So. . . he’s my soulmate. . . Erm. . . Thoughts?” In the second panel, Joel silently stares at Scar, who is cheerfully frolicking with an allay. Joel turns back to Grian with his brows furrowed and expression shadowed and says, “And prayers!” A watermark in the bottom right corner of each panel reads, “@Coffit0 / Don’t repost”. End image description.]
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zefirart · 3 months
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Happy first anniversary Fire Emblem Engage!
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eyeinthemirror · 2 months
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Hermes: “Well, you know, Jay, I have been running for a long time. My entire life, which is about four million of your lifetimes. And, I don’t know if it helps or not, but it doesn’t stop. And there’s nothing bad about that, ‘cause there’s energy in it. And sometimes it’s nice to slow down and look out and…enjoy the view but, there’s nothing like the wind in your hair. So, if you’re gonna go fast, ✨at least have fun with it ✨”
*friendly but also slightly unhinged laugh (like always)*
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expelliarmus · 2 months
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fluffypotatey · 3 months
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okay so:
the year is 2021. the month is june. the new season of hermitcraft, season 8, has just started, and everything is great! the hermits are all messing around, having fun, building insane things within the first week of the server being active, and generally having a good time. everyone's collected themselves into little factions, pranking each other, and it's all the fun, lighthearted, mostly-vanilla content hermitcraft is known for.
and then the split between minecraft versions 1.18 and 1.19 is announced. the delay of new terrain, and especially of new mobs like the warden, considerably disrupt several of the hermits' plans. but it's fine, they'll figure something out, they're professionals, and it mostly goes unnoticed.
about two weeks later, on november 9th, grian turns to mumbo jumbo in one of his episodes, and asks the famous question that would seal hermitcraft season 8's fate:
"mumbo, is the moon... big?"
suddenly, the fans panic. they search back through videos and streams, and realize that the moon had been abnormally large and stuck in a full-moon phase since october 30th. the Moon Big event has begun.
this is where the roleplay really starts. once the moon's size has been brought up, the hermits start a weird combination of scrambling to figure out why the moon's growing, and how to stop it- but also of ignoring it, hoping it won't be a problem, hoping someone else will deal with it. the moon keeps getting bigger, more hermits start realizing it's going on, and a creeping sense of dread starts to grow. but it's fine. it's fine, right? they do little plotlines like this all the time. they'll figure something out, the moon will go back to normal, and we'll laugh about it when this is all over. it's fine.
and then, blocks start flying away. just floating up out of the ground, and falling right back down! like for a moment, a square meter chunk of dirt has decided it's a ballerina and leaped out of the ground! but it's fine, right? the blocks are coming back. no lasting harm is done. they're going to fix it all... right?
the moon gets bigger. it's growing every day- local hermit weirdguy joe hills measures it every stream. the blocks start flying higher. gravity starts getting... weird, with players getting the slow falling effect at random, and being lifted off of the earth themselves. the players form cults and rituals and whatnot to try and appease the moon, convince it to leave them alone, making plans to escape. nothing works. things keep getting worse, and the moon keeps getting bigger. but it'll be fine. these storylines never leave lasting harm, or at least they never have before. they'll be fine.
and then the blocks stop coming back, just floating into the sky forever. the players have the slow falling effect more than they don't now. the moon is now so big it's visible even during the day, and fills the entire sky at night. they start planning their escapes in earnest, and say their goodbyes. some hermits jump into a void hole in the overworld (it was the centerpiece of their village). some flee to the End, some to the nether, some just fly with elytras and hope they can get far enough away in time. one brave hermit, tango, flies himself to the moon in a futile attempt to blow the whole thing up before it can crash.
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but in the end, the moon crashes into the server, and everything they'd built was destroyed. and the whole time, there'd been nothing any of them could've done. season eight was over, a full six months before anyone had expected it to end, and season nine wouldn't start until about three months later. and im still not okay about it.
(here's a cool animatic of the moon's crash! honestly i dont think you need too much hermitcraft knowledge to get the gist)
(also the moon crash happened on the day before my birthday lmao.)
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holy shit
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shima-draws · 1 year
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Me @ Nintendo: PMD btw. If you even care 😔
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acaiyatree · 10 months
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curious : how did yall get into reading dc comics?
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perpetualcynicism · 9 months
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when he first met you, the first thing lyney noticed about you was your eyes.
they say eyes are the window to the soul, and yours are ones he’d gladly stare through for eternity. without a doubt, your eyes are the most stunning part of you (and the most stunning thing) he’s ever seen.
it doesn’t matter what colour they are. they might be a warm honey or piercing blue or a shade of brown you consider unremarkable: he doesn’t care whether they’re a rare colour or one you find in countless others, because they suit you perfectly and he couldn’t imagine them any other way.
if they’re a light colour, he spends hours admiring the patterns in your irises and the way different lighting makes your eyes a slightly different colour; if they’re dark, he loses himself in them utterly and entirely, wondering where their depth ends and knowing he doesn’t want to find it. he stares shamelessly, making no attempt to hide his adoration.
he tries to describe your eyes, sometimes. he compares them to precious stones and metals, to emotions, to times of day, to the seasons, but he can never quite get it right. every metaphor, every comparison, falls just shy of hitting the mark. he could have the whole of everything at his fingertips and he still doubts he’d find the perfect way to describe your eyes.
it’s because, he supposed, they’re yours. nobody and nothing else has eyes quite like you do. they can never be replicated, and to try would be a futile endeavour from the beginning, because those eyes will ever only suit you. because they’re perfect for you.
and when you look at him…
well, let’s say that your eyes are what made lyney fall for you.
how could he not?
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f1-stuff · 3 months
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Carlos & Ferrari // 2021-24
"And you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain Crossing out the good years And you're cursing my name, wishing I stayed Look at how my tears ricochet..."
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