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bagelrites · 2 months
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See, Bad is taken, but he's not BadWasTaken because that's entirely different. Unless that's how Dream got his last name, from his dad.
im laughing so hard rn
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rainy-daze1 · 8 months
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ermst. putting him in unsafe environments
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hehearse · 11 months
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The 73rd demon realm arc was so so excruciatingly lonely. No one ever said "I'm lonely" but it's felt so intensely. There's a sudden absence of every other character in the novel and. The void is a real feeling.
Kdj has changed so many lives... Jang Hayoung my beloved...
Also thanks for including alt text!! A lot of stuff often goes over my head, so it's really helpful!!
Your art. Is awesome.
someone smarter definitely made this analogy already but i like how he sort of retracts into cocoon in order to go through change in the company he is both used to the most and knows the least, in this essay i- /dragged away/
Of course!! Thank youuu your encouragement WILL nourish me for a long time! >:3c
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conceptofjoy · 3 months
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omg its so nice outside i should dig up one of the animal skeletons i have burried
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electricarmchair · 2 months
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Shrodinger's Song
Lyrics by April Salisbury-White @electricarmchair
Listen to Electric Armchair's albums on all streaming platforms.
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Is this a song if nobody hears it?
What is this if it's not music ?
I'm listening,
Doesn't that count for something?
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You don't need an ear to define it.
You could feel the rhythm behind it
But we're in this gate keeping climate.
It's not a thing if you can't define it...
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Schrodinger's song,
It's not a song if nobody hears it.
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Not singing along.
This isn't music.
This isn't music if nobody hears it.
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What was I doing when I made this?
Oh ho ho, whatever it was, it wasn't music.
What was I thinking?
Doesn't this count for something?
All this melodic nothing...
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This isn't music, this isn't music,
This isn't music, this isn't music...
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humornthoughts · 2 months
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(Transcript for those of you with screen readers bcuz I couldn’t figure out how to attach it to the image itself on mobile for some reason)
Person 1:
Chekov's Cat: if you see a cat in the first act, it will probably be relevant later. (example: Alien)
Shrodinger's razor: an unopened box may or may not contain the solution to the story; there's no way to know without opening it. (example: Monk)
Occam's gun: the simplest way to kill off a character is to shoot them. (example: Bambi)
Person 2:
Chekov's Box: If there is a container introduced in the opening act, it will be opened later.
Schrodinger's Gun: Treat every gun as if It's loaded unless you've checked it yourself.
Occar's Cat: If you hear strange noises at night, it's probably a cat.
Person 3:
Chekhov's gun: a narrative principle that states that every element in a story must be necessary, and irrelevant elements should be removed.
Occam's razor: if you have two competing ideas to explain the same phenomenon, you should prefer the simpler one.
Shrodingers cat- a cat in a box with poison that has a 50% chance of breaking, we will not know if the cat is dead or alive until opening the box leaving the cat in a perpetual state of uncertainty
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number-one-hog-hater · 11 months
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Dennis lives in a world where he doesn't want to open the crate because what the point of being disappointed time and time again. The crate never changes there is no reason For the crate to change. The crate is what is always has been and what it will always be. Empty. But dennis doesnt know that the crate may be the same on the outside but the inside is shifting and changing. The contents were ordered not thrown away. Wanted not discarded. Acknowledged and not repressed. Dennis always saw the crate for what it was but the crate had nothing to offer too lost in itself to have anything inside to share. There was a time when dennis wanted what was inside but too many times has he been fooled and to protect himself it's safer to not look.
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whilomm · 9 months
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sigh. i still miss thinkgeek :(
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shcherbatskya · 2 years
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i have the first day of school tomorrow who wants to wish me luck and love and stuff <3
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daceyarik · 2 years
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template by @cybervesna (i loved it so much i think im gonna use it again somewhere in the future)
Vital and Kerry pics (as Vital himself) belong to @solyandra
hope you liked my little SATC ref
idk if google exists in 2077 i just had an opportunity to use a joke from the twilight so i did
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goodlucksock · 1 year
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Why do criminals prefer cats? Because cats don't work for the cops.
Cat in a Box socks available at GoodLuckSock.com
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childhoodgrave · 1 year
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igotta draw wilbur again soon he is my friend. guy wjo hated himself so much he forgot everything abt his entire life and reinvented himself as a knight and now he lives out in a trailer in the woods doing knight stuff. in the woods
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genderfuckyou · 1 year
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Our kitten sitting on things that are her color and dissolving into them pt 1/?????
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vigilantejustice · 1 year
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you would think that the crazy bruising + itching easing up would also simmer down the anxiety but the closer it gets to the appointment the stress-ier my dreams have been :(
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queenofbaws · 2 years
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Need some of that good Dylan and Ryan content. Maybe living together post game?
There was no getting around it - the cat was dead. And good God, he wished it wasn’t, but...fuck, it was just laying there on the floor, its eyes half-open, its tongue poking out of its mouth, its little body neither rising nor falling with breath, and just...that was a dead cat.
“Hey, uh,” Ryan began through a grimace, scrambling for the best way to break this awful news to Dylan, “I really don’t want to, like...freak you out or anything, but I think...”
As though reading his mind, Dylan nestled himself closer against him there on the couch, barely even breaking from scrolling through his phone’s feed as he sighed, “I know how this looks, okay, but I need you to take my word for it - he’s definitely still alive, pinky promise.”
The flatness of his tone alone snapped Ryan out of his thoughts; he turned away from the sad scene and back to Dylan, the arm currently draped across his arms beginning to point...only to freeze mid-gesture as the cat in question happily padded over to the couch, hopping up onto the coffee table and curling up, tail flicking as if it knew what it had just done.
He must’ve had one hell of a look on his face, because Dylan snickered and reached up to pat his cheek, teasing all the while, “Uhhh...why did you think I named him Schrodinger?”
six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!
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alice-chan-chan · 2 years
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among the 3 BNHA characters that I care about the most, only Hawks now seems to be more or less OK.
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