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man-and-atom · 1 year
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Would you like some delicious propaganda?
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aqua-regia009 · 1 year
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Le Précurseur, 1894. — Eugène Trigoulet (French, 1867-1910)
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xboxfox · 1 year
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prey animal
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cosmicwhoreo · 3 months
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tw: blood If you're not drawing your oc in pain for the fun of it, can you really call yourself an artist?
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The cost of sophistication is being a little more "delicate" than one would care to acknowledge. Gold has all sorts of malfunctions and hiccups every now and then. at least one every 3 or 4 months. Usually minor tics that, at worst, he would need to hit his chest like a staticky box tv to get it up and working again. But there are other more... Violent outbursts that require a more involved hand... Either way, they can all be summed up as; unfun.
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hyolks · 4 months
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we're a real mess, aren't we?
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mightymizora · 4 months
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I think a lot about Gortash tentatively showing The Dark Urge his designs for the Steel Watchers. Showing off what works and being slightly embarrassed about what doesn’t. And then they point it out. There’s too much mass and not enough strength here. Or there’s not enough flexibility at this point. And when he asks them how they reached that conclusion they tell him about the intricacies of the forms of men and beasts, of ligaments and muscle, of nerve endings twitching. That there is mechanism in flesh, and that the mind and body may be cleaved from each other but are always calling to each other until the very last throes of death.
And he thinks of their bodies calling to each other.
He thinks of nerves and minds connecting.
He thinks of how utterly brilliant they are.
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jazzstarrlight · 5 months
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Nuzi - Oil Sharing (short comic) 16+
⚠️Warning: vampiric intimacy I guess⚠️🧛
🧛Blood sharing (or oil sharing in this case) is an intimate act between vampires (or disassembly/solver drones) that can also strengthen both parties somewhat better than getting other sources.
Given, it's probably not that filling, it does the job for a little while I guess.
... How long is a "while"? Eh, ignore that. Lol. Enjoy the comic!
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Let me know what you think!
Also, did Uzi lock the door? ... Khan is hopefully at work. ...maybe. Lol.
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sethdomain · 2 months
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sharing is caring
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THOAM ISSUE 7 PAGE 38
NEXT PAGE –> <– PREVIOUS PAGE
ISSUE 1 - ISSUE 2 - ISSUE 3 - ISSUE 4 - ISSUE 5 - ISSUE 6
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fullcravings · 1 month
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Chocolate Olive Oil & Blood Orange Cupcakes
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Ilya Repin (1844-1930) "Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan" (1883-1885) Oil on canvas Realism Located in the Tretyakov Gallery, Moscow, Russia The painting depicts the grief-stricken Russian tsar Ivan the Terrible cradling his dying son, the Tsarevich Ivan Ivanovich, shortly after the elder Ivan had dealt a fatal blow to his son's head in a fit of anger. The painting portrays the anguish and remorse on the face of the elder Ivan and the shock and heartbreak of the dying Tsarevich, shedding a tear at the unexpected betrayal and shock of having been killed by his father's hands.
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man-and-atom · 4 months
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For generations, Venezuela has asserted a claim over the district of Essequibo, which constitutes more than half of the Republic of Guyana (formerly the colony of British Guiana, and before that, simply known as “Essequibo and Demerary”). Nobody took it seriously, anymore than the Argentine claim to the Falkland Islands.
But now oil has been discovered in Guyana. Oil has been the foundation of the Venezuelan economy for most of the past century, and after decades of atrophy in other branches of commerce and industry, they now have little else. President Maduro of Venezuela, following a referendum in which (reports suggest) very few voted, has served notice on all oil companies with concessions in Essequibo granted by the government of Guyana to negotiate with his government or vacate immediately, and is mobilizing the army. As with Argentina in 1980, his objective seems to be primarily domestic, to create a distraction from the terrible economic situation and the repressive politics of the “Bolivarian Revolution”. Reports are that a number of political figures have been arrested on charges that they took money from Exxon-Mobil to undermine the sovereignty of Venezuela, which seems far-fetched at best.
There can be little more disgusting than the spectacle of war over fossil fuels, in a world where everyone nominally agrees that the burning of those fuels should be rapidly diminishing in importance.
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alena-draws · 9 months
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(Photo looks better if you enlargen it!)
Redraw of that double spread of Wolfwood and Ninelive's fight that looked so awesome in the manga.
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andruillus · 6 months
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carrie (oil on paper)
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shivroy · 1 year
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the mortal wounding of the princess of scots, god be with ye
artist's statement: siobhan roy, in antiquated but historically-indistinct and provocative dress, is shown being fatally impaled through the skull by her whimsical, treacherous steed and beast of burden, tom wambsgans. her attire, as with her relationship, is both affixed in and apart from time: it alludes to an era which it does not belong to. tom and shiv are a contemporary couple, but figuratively engage in an antiquated, eternal dynamic wherein the male asserts dominance over the female through violence, delivered in the show in the form of betrayal. however, references to active movement in the falling of dripping blood indicate to the viewer the dynamism of this relationship, which could seemingly change in the following moment, were time allowed to resume. the absurd and comical image of tom as a unicorn, with equine lashes and sparkling eyes, is contrasted with the brutality of his actions against shiv, making evident the fact that he is not to be underestimated. the disarming sexual innuendo - the act of penetration, as tom "fucks" shiv, and the froth pouring from his mouth, an allusion to tom swallowing his own ejaculate at his bachelor party and an additional symbol of both his rabid defiance and affection for himself and his own ambitions - adds to the potent discomfort of the moment. tom's ears are flattened back in aggression and shiv bleeds profusely, yet both wear serene smiles, not allowing the other to win in spite of the pain of being respectively owned by his wife and murdered by her husband. tom, despite it all, looks to shiv, his master whom he has defied, and shiv looks outwards, forcing herself into a position of unwavering invulnerability in the face of her ending. "god be with ye" is a helpless prayer for the doomed spouses, and a parting message: "god be with ye" is shortened in modern english to "goodbye". goodbye soon, shiv and tom, i will always love you. ❤️
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mag200 · 2 days
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that dream about all your teeth falling out
oil pastel // ko-fi
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