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mo-mode · 2 months
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How dare they put this doe-eyed Bambi-looking 18yo bbg into a F1 car, giving his dad a HEART ATTACK, making P11 in quali then saying “sorry” when he is literally 0.036 seconds behind LEWIS HAMILTON and he has to drive the fastest street circuit tomorrow on his Formula 1 debut??? Atrocious (manifesting points for him)
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moeblob · 6 months
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Me, too, Blade. Me. Too.
(I am taking donations to buy a gigantic $250 stuffed cheeseburger. It's giant. I want it. I will never obtain it. I saw it in a shop window and..... wow. Big.)
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yakny · 21 days
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"NUNCA APRENDES, PLATITA."
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king-crawler · 5 months
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@servonium for some reason I missed your tags earlier but Oh my God.
I’VE NEVER ACTUALLY THOUGHT ABOUT THE IMPLICATION THAT TURBO SPED ACROSS GAME CENTRAL STATION AND THEN THROUGH THE CORD TUNNEL WITH HIS CAR!!??
First off. INSANE visual
Perhaps it was similar to how Ralph’s hijacked spaceship flew everywhere in GCS except it’s Turbo in his racecar screaming OUT OF MY WAY!!!! And clouding up dust everywhere .. and then characters are like. Was that Turbo ?? Oh no…
But It would be SO COOL to see that event play out real-time in the game world instead. Cuz the flashback is Highly Condensed. Did it really all happen at once? Probably not, maybe over the course of a day or two ..? But I find it so interesting that the sequence is all from the perspective of the outside world… there’s just something about that that presentation that made him all the more mysterious and unnerving.
(It was also probably to prevent spoiling what his 3D model looks like but Yeah)
Also some more speculating ..
Do you think he was able to get out of that Terrible Fiasco he caused because running into the other racer corrupted them both into Glitches ? The Roadblasters guy was probably corrupted too badly.. but maybe Turbo somehow glitched out to escape and then tried to alter his code to repair himself- Maybe in some old debug menu where nobody would notice. Maybe THAT’S where he realized he could code himself into whatever he wanted.
FOR BEING A MAIN VILLAIN (twist villain to be fair. But Still .) THERE SURE IS A LOT OF MYSTERY AROUND HIM.. but maybe if we knew more he wouldn’t have been as mysterious and the twist wouldn’t have worked . BUT I NEED ANSWERS!!!!!!!!???
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cashewally-sarcastic · 3 months
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Venti: Now that Decarabian is gone, want to see my siblings?
Ventus: Oh!!! That sounds nice.
Jean's Ancestor: As long as its quick, we are still laying the foundations for the new city
Amos: Hey do you guys also hear something-
*a wave of little wind sprites appear out of nowhere, their ochestra of chirps crowding around their sibling's new 'human' form and their sibling's friends*
Cue Ventus having a blanket of little wisps perching on him. He's internally going "I CAN'T HOLD ONTO ALL OF THEM 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 WHY MUST I ONLY HAVE TWO HANDS"
Wisp pile :)
999 little wisps erupt from over the hills, they are unstoppable little creatures of chaos <3
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obsob · 2 years
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i never post my jus black n white of these so. here is the pencils for a lament for icarus redraw!! im excited to colour this. nothing gets me going like a warm colour palette 
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bangcakes · 23 days
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l8tof1 · 2 years
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this is absurd.
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laprimera · 1 year
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Look at this cat I picked up from the alleyway
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leverage-ot3 · 1 year
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I need to know the story behind you breaking into an abandoned asylum! That sounds interesting as hell!
okay so I’m prefacing by saying if you actually looked it up you could probably tell the area in which I grew up, but I don’t live there anymore so I don’t really care and I don’t feel like any of you would, like, look for my identity so it’s fine
so one summer day I was going to hang out with my friend and we wanted to do something fun. I’m like hey K, do you want to go to holy land? I know you’ve never been there before and it’s a cool place to look around (having been there once myself before
for those of you not native to connecticut, holy land usa is an abandoned christian theme park (no, I am not making this up). I won’t go into the whole history because that’s not the purpose of this post but you can read it here. there has been a murder or two there but it has in recent years been bought by a church and is now semi-maintained again (as in, it doesn’t count as trespassing anymore and they sometimes hold religious services by the 56 ft illuminated cross)
ANYWAYS so I drove us 30 minutes from where we lived to waterbury and just as we were about to pull in SOMEONE FUCKING CLOSED THE ROAD so nope, we couldn’t go :(
so we’re in the car driving back home, still wanting something semi-spooky so I’m like, hey, I’ve never seen fairfield hills (abandoned asylum) up close, why don’t we stop by and take a look???
so we drive there and park. now, it’s not especially spooky NOW because part of the huge complex has been, like, converted into community buildings (like a community center, rec center/gym, a fire house I think) because after an internationally known tragedy happened the community got a shit ton of money and they invested a lot of that into community resources
so we park near one of the still abandoned buildings and get out to walk around. mind you, it’s still 100% STILL FUCKING DAYLIGHT out.
we round the corner backed by woods and what do you know- there’s a hole in the fence and an open second story window. my friend and I look at each other like 👀👀👀 and decide, fuck it, let’s try it. yolo and all that
she boosts me up as far as she could and I used the outside little ledge (I wish I had a picture because this is a flex) and pull myself through the window. I then pull her up from the ground and get her in too.
we look around. we are somewhere in what used to look like some sort of wooden cubicles which were no longer really there. her phone is dead, we only have my phone flashlight, but it’s still sunny out and barely any of the windows are boarded up so it’s fine
we walk around, obviously people are in here frequently because there is graffiti EVERYWHERE, some wrappers, a few c*ndoms for some reason, I think maybe a needle or two (yikes). so like, it’s frequented but we didn’t think anyone was there with us
it wasn’t even really that spooky during the day (I would probably never go at night because 1. more of a chance other people would be there and I’m not going to risk possibly having a negative interaction yk, 2. I feel like more police would be patrolling it then, and 3. I’m not all that superstitious but I would never go there at night as a group of two)
we found what we assumed was an old rec room with a still mostly functional pool table (and an old dress in the window???), some bathrooms, an elevator stuck between floors, and some cool graffiti
we were in one of the stairwells with cool large windows when we saw a police car further away in the parking lot and went NOPE and continued down into the basement. aside from the little windows towards the ceiling it was PITCH BLACK and my tiny phone light did fucking NOTHING lmao.
we were able to get into the attic and I REALLY wanted to find out how to get into the bell tower but one of the doors was locked I think and we couldn’t find another way :(
all in all, I wish it was spookier but it couldn’t really get that spooky in the daylight, but I like that I can say that I did it because it’s a fun story. I would honestly love to go again now that I have lock pics and investigate some more but I don’t live there anymore
here are some pics and a video:
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teaandinanity · 8 months
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Oh good, Texas Republicans have yet again proven that if the bar is set into the floor they will show up with a jackhammer to make sure they can go under it no matter how much structural damage that causes to Democracy.
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chryzure · 1 month
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blah blah blah, chrysi bringing jacks back wrong and all that. what about jacks bringing chrysi back wrong?
#memorie.txt#s.chrysijacks#it has to be jacks though because azure would never bring chrysi back wrong. she’d be perfectly chrysi if azure brought her back#working out an au where chrysi and castor both died in the car crash in the modern au#jacks found their wreck and called honora because he knew she could bring them back#honora only wanted to bring her son back and brought him back to life as a vampire#but chrysi—on account of accidentally fatemarrying jacks when they were 14–has that link w jacks#and jacks wished her back to life so hard that the link + the small amount of necromancy magic chrysi gave him via marriage#brought her back to life#and honora is pissed the fuck off because chrysi can go out in the sun and age and live relatively normally after being brought back#but her son can’t.#well ehh i’m getting a little loose w this au because of a later scene i want#so castor can AGE-ish up until he’s ~25 because that’s when his body can’t force itself to look older (that would require cells dying—#—and the vampirism is keeping them in relatively good health)#anyway i haven’t figured out HOW but i think honora scared jacks away from visiting chrysi in the hospital#and that’s why they friend broke up (and real broke up except for their immortal marriage they don’t know abt)#then years down the line chrysi ‘dates’ castor for 2-ish months (and hates every second of it) and when jacks finds out he FLIPS#nodding to myself. this makes sense. i jst woke up from a fever nap
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plexippusangel · 2 months
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I either need to accept that I am just a way stronger person than this friend and can handle way more while still being able to engage with the world as a person, or recognize excuses as excuses, accept that I am not valued and be done or. Maybe both. Idk. It might be somewhere between the two. I am just sick of regular life stuff rendering him unable to spend any time with me, and of him being unable to bear any of the details of my life, when I would move mountains to rekindle our friendship. Though I'm starting to wonder if I still would.
#faer personal files#i just. really didn't want officiating his wedding to be our last hurrah of friendship even though i did kind of feel it coming#also i'm really sick of being infantilized for my chronic fatigue i am a grown adult and i know what i'm capable of#ugh. maybe i'm just being awful and not understanding in which case i'm too much of a rancid person to be his friend i guess#but i don't think that's the case#idk i'll never forget when i couldn't see this dude for a year even masked up outside for covid but when another of our old friends came up#from her job doing COVID RELATED CROWD CONTROL FOR THE FUCKING ARMY he went on a hike with her mask off#and i think that says a lot about what our friendship's been for years honestly. if he can't bear my company idk why i try#if i'm just an interesting prop for conversations and occasions but not a friend. i can't accept that#i am an interesting prop for conversations. the disabled genderfluid bisexual genius who lost everything bc of said disability#but i didn't lose everything i just have to fucking rebuild on new ground. and i am doing that. i whine on occasion but i am so strong#and i do know how to interact with people without traumadumping i haven't on him in YEARS but his concept of me crystalized at age 21#or something like that i guess. idk it just breaks my heart#bc for a long time he was my person. he was the only person who knew the authentic me. more even than my sisters at times.#and yeah that was a little unhealthy but at the time he craved that!!!#and then i grew up and stopped needing him like that around the same time he stopped wanting that and it should have been fucking fine#but like. even senior year of college when i was sick it was already starting to fall apart#like i remember being on a small hike once being exhausted and jokingly being like you gotta carry me back and then being like#no really i might actually need an arm to lean on by the end of this walk if i'm gonna make it back to the car i really don't know if i can#and he said no bc he didn't want to look straight. who the fuck CARES??? i could barely walk i was stumbling my way back annoying him going#too slow. fuck. and that really has been what our friendship has been for years. the minute my house wasn't the most convenient place it wa#more or less dead idk why i keep dragging this horse around#idk why i keep letting him break my heart like this it's so stupid he's never gonna care about me like he did when i was quick and brillian#but never quite as smart as him in his view. fuck him. i'm smarter. just bc i was a little gullible or paranoid at times bc of the#FUCKING CPTSD doesn't mean i was dumber than him. the fuck??? there's something wrong with me i swear idk why i hang on#anyway i'm irritated. but i'm also reluctant to throw away somebody who's seen me through key points in my life. so.
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clorofolle · 2 years
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Lemons! From my little lemon tree
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avvocarlo · 7 months
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god I hate asshole 4wd owners
#i was in this little subdivision where you can grab some lunch or go to the iga/chemist etc#I'mwith a client walking back to the car#then i hear this bloke's voice like HEY HEY!!! HEY!#so I'm looking around at the sound a bit confused but figured maybe there was a parking or give way type issue with the cars#i then see this bloke walk up to a qml car (pathology organisation with the cars usually doing the in home samples)#taps on their window and is all OH so you like to be in a rush huh?? with that I'm smiling but seething and ready to attack you kind of tone#he's this sorta wiry 30s bloke with the cropped beard and dickhead hair#you know the type that there's a million of here and a good amount are total pricks. he looked short too. Manlet rage#and it's a lady in the car who looks pretty small idk what age but she'd obviously be feeling uncomfortable#I'm looking at what is happening and he's yelling at me WHAT ARE YA LOOKING AT#i go 🤨 he yells it again louder so i just give him the finger and keep walking#idk what he said but it was the all OH Yeah OF COURSE kinda vibe. like everyone against me I'm always right type etc#not sure what he did after that but the QML lady went to the qml office and i saw sorta saw him pacing around angrily#like for all i know there's a reason behind all of this but nahhhh there's so many dipshit blokes like that here#rage filled 4wd owning tradie types that think people owe them the world#anyway i hope he didn't persue the lady or someone else after i left
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goldevolution · 4 months
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and as much as i love it when random happenings turn into important bonds i think its equally as beautiful when u have some random interaction with someone and it deeply impacts u and then u never see or hear of them again. like wow we know nothing abt each other and yet u still managed to be a key memory in my life how cool is that!!!!!!
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