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I’ve now seen the “would you eat lab-grown meat” poll twice, which means it is time to air one of my least charitable opinions---namely, I think imitation meat is an abomination. I could pretend this is for noble reasons (and I want to believe I have a couple in the mix) but truthfully its existence revolts and annoys me. It feels like a kind of hypocrisy; I mean, I’m sorry if you crave chicken wings for whatever reason? but you’re the one who gave up an omnivorous diet and refused to get creative with the foods left to you. Eat your cauliflower in buffalo sauce and shut up.
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depressed-orca · 1 year
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A few people on twitter gave me deadmeat/rigormortis brain worms so have some Bob x Patty. He would absolutely try to bring her dead things like a cat.
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peanuts-fan · 10 months
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Kaboom! Peanuts Action Comics #4
The art for this comic book story, while officially a Peanuts product (and based on the original comic strip, which has been posted here recently), was not drawn or colored by Charles M. Schulz.
This exception was only done for the comic books (not newspaper strips; only Schulz did those). You can tell because the original Schulz strips contain his signature (whereas some of the comic book ones do not, like this one).
Story: Alexis E. Fajardo
Layouts: Vicki Scott
Pencils: Bob Scott
Inks: Paige Braddock
Colors: Nina Kester
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anniemunchkins · 15 days
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Patty had it BAD.
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brightoakgame · 10 months
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helloooo! so. we know jasper is a thrift store suit gym rat. but how stronk are the other ROs? I'm guessing John is at least a little buff? (is marybeth the strongest of em all???)
Hahaha! 💪 Let's see...
John: He has the body of a healthy hedonist, haha! As much as he enjoys food and drink, he also considers it the better part of his job description to take on handyman work as needed throughout the town: patching up a roof here, repairing a fence there, hauling bricks, fetching down kittens stuck in trees-- he's even up to performing light electrical / carpentry / plumbing work. John's love of people and making himself useful means his body is in pretty constant motion, so there's certainly plenty of muscle under there, even if it doesn't necessarily show at first glance.
Marybeth: (Sparrow interjects from well out of arm's reach: "Though she be but little, she is fierce!") Probably the least physically strong of the group-- but if she's really mad, that won't stop her from picking up Sparrow and throwing him across the room anyway (Sparrow beats a hasty retreat)
Patti: She grew up on a ranch, and took very active part in all the chores that entailed, from managing livestock to chopping wood to keeping the homestead farm running. While her current lifestyle is somewhat less physically demanding, prior to the events of the story she still spent at least a few afternoons each week helping her brother run the ranch. She could quite possibly take John in an arm-wrestling match-- assuming John did not have the foresight to run away or play dead in advance.
Sparrow: Not actually as fragile as he might look-- but that's all I'll say on that subject. 😶
Jasper: For those unaware, this Ask references a previous Ask where I revealed that Kit/the MC at one point describes Jasper-- to his face-- as "a grumpy gym rat in a thrift-store suit" (he's terribly offended by the attack on his suit, by the way-- it is period-appropriate). Because he considers it vital to prepare for any and all possible eventualities he might meet with, he holds himself to a rigid standard of physical conditioning, and engages in a number of physical disciplines to that end (distance running, circuit training, and Judo among them).
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waugh-bao · 2 years
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crowsyart · 2 years
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A series of family portraits of the grim reapers
(Thought it was cripplingly sad that kid would outlive all his friends so turned it into a series of drawings)
(Putting some headcanons down here too
Kids antlers never stop growing but he stops shedding them
They’re starting to really weigh down his head
At a certain point he stops aging physically sort of like a witch(although witches don’t stop they just slow)
He never has offspring or if he does it’s long after his friends have passed and it isn’t humanoid like him(complicated feelings about his own father)
After he reaps his friends souls is when the skull appearance happens, he sheds the fur off his head off like velvet, symbolizing his true maturity into a reaper and loss of connection with humanity
He becomes reclusive and lets the current death scythes take care of the dwma
Crona hangs on the longest, much longer than their species’ natural lifespan due to their witch heritage and their black blood making them surprisingly hardy
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desertdreamingariver · 10 months
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Guys please look at Laurie and Patti in these pics backstage at Grey House ❤️
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nightingaleflow · 11 months
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I just learned that Tenten from Naruto and Big Patty from Hey Arnold! share a voice actor and I'm having a moment.
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lucky-draws · 2 years
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wip of a dante image.......
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peanuts-fan · 10 months
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Kaboom! Peanuts Action Comics #4
The art for this comic book story, while officially a Peanuts product (and based on the original comic strip, which has been posted here recently), was not drawn or colored by Charles M. Schulz.
This exception was only done for the comic books (not newspaper strips; only Schulz did those). You can tell because the original Schulz strips contain his signature (whereas some of the comic book ones do not, like this one).
Story: Alexis E. Fajardo
Layouts: Vicki Scott
Pencils: Bob Scott
Inks: Paige Braddock
Colors: Nina Kester
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permanentsecretary · 1 year
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culturevulturette · 3 months
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Please take these treasured dreams I had for you and me And take all the love I thought was mine Someday these crazy arms will hold somebody new But right now I'm so lonesome I could die
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pvtrickmahomes · 3 months
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shuttershocky · 4 months
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It is just as critically important for the Netflix DMC anime to properly portray Vergil (he's going to be there, of course he is) as it is to portray Dante. Their whole shtick is that one is cool by acting uncool and the other is uncool by repeatedly causing mass disasters in an effort to be seen as cool
Dante doesn't smoke. He exclusively eats pizza and ice cream. He gets stabbed twice a week. He unironically says "Woohoo! Yeeha! Watcha!" All the women in his life keep attacking him and then take all of his money, with the exception of Patty, who got rich and decorated Devil May Cry in balloons and ribbons and then stole Dante's ice cream anyway. His nephew kicked him into a statue and impaled him with his own sword when they first met.
Vergil is a grown-ass man running around with a katana cutting down everything but his mommy issues. He loses every fight. He uses hair gel despite not even living in human society. He attacked his dad's enemy to prove he was just as good and they kicked his ass. He made up his own overpowered self-insert devilsona because he kept losing to Dante and then it kicked his ass. His humansona looks like if Kylo Ren googled what emo was. He killed millions of people for a fruit that makes you stronger and then Dante kicked his ass. And then his son kicked his ass. He has never paid child support. He answered Dante's statement of "You cut off your own son's arm for this?" with "My son means nothing to me" and then gets surprised when told that Nero is his son, implying he's cut so many arms off that his son being Nero never even entered his mind. His own doppleganger summon occasionally dances outside of his control, making him die of cringe.
Meanwhile, Nero, left unsupported by both his father and his uncle for most of his life, got out of a cult, married his love, runs a soup kitchen, has a stable job, can actually hire a mechanic to help out, and owns a car, but somehow he's the loser in the family.
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princessbrunette · 2 months
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one thing about jj, he’s got a groping problem.
you hear him before you see him, approaching swiftly behind you at a cookout with the pogues with the gleeful expression “who’s got two hands n’loves titties? this guy.” the point punctuated by a warm torso pressed to your back, a crotch thrusted against your ass and a set of ringed hands grabbing a handful of your tits, even having the audacity to wiggle his fingers in the fat of them.
“jayj!” you scold, sticking your ass out to push him off you using your rear, only making him chuckle, giddy because he got what he wanted as he stumbles off and away.
“yeah, yeah.”
he can’t help it! he always has to have a hand on you. whilst he sits outside with everyone, john b working the grill as the pogues chat in a circle— you’re stood beside jj’s seat with fingers absentmindedly playing with the flicked up blonde tresses that stick haphazardly from the bottom of his cap at the nape of his neck. appropriate touching. as he listens to a story pope tells, his arm snakes around your leg, hand disappearing up your dress where you stand to squeeze at your inner thigh just below your covered cunt. you give his hair a little tug and he slides it away, but you don’t miss the way he presses his teeth into his tongue, failing to stifle a grin without looking your way.
don’t even think about having a one on one conversation facing him, the two of you stood behind the grill when he’s on patty duty, watching them slowly brown. he’ll look you dead in your eyes and curl his hand underneath you to cup your cunt. when you smack his chest, flustered as you look around for wandering eyes — he has the audacity to look scandalised by your reaction. “whats with the hospitality? just sayin’ hi to my girl.”
“you mean hostility, and i’m right here — say hi to me normally!” you pout, poking him.
“watch that smart mouth mama. anyway, meant my other girl… you know? your pussy?”
“jj. volume.”
it’s only later on after you were more pliant from the many drinks you’d all shared, stomach full and pupils heartshaped for your dopey blonde boyfriend that you stopped minding all his groping.
as the campfire burns, the two of you stand infront of it — warming your bodies as the evening chill crept over your skin. he holds your waist, chatting quietly in your ear until you turn around— pressing your lips to his. whilst you kiss him, your hand comes down to openly squeeze the shape of his cock through his shorts, thumbing at it for a few seconds before removing your grip, patting his chest as you pull back from the kiss.
his eyes dart between yours, a smirk tugging at his mouth. “uh… so, what was that for?”
“just so you know how it feels.” you smile softly, peeling your body off his and walking back to the chateau where everyone else was headed. he watches you walk, eyes inevitably following your ass for a moment before he heads off toward you — adjusting his pants boyishly.
“jheez, you wanna get dicked down you can just say that.”
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