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watmalik · 8 months
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Chewing on glass atm ✨
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todays-xkcd · 8 months
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FYI: The 'drop, cover, and hold on' advice only applies to earthquakes. If you encounter a mountain lion, you should absolutely not drop to the ground, crawl under it, and hold on to one of its legs.
What to Do [Explained]
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[The comic is laid out like a grid, with situations down the left-hand side (mountain lion / lightning / fire alarm / bleeding) and the solutions across the top (stand up straight, speak firmly, and slowly back away / run toward a building or hard-topped vehicle / calmly exit the building / apply firm pressure ). The grid illustrates the "match-ups", with a green square denoting a "correct" match-up and a red square denoting a bad idea.] [From the top left corner, going from left to right, top to bottom, with each first item being on its own line in the grid, the squares are as follows:] [Green square, a mountain lion (drawn as a large cat) sits on the left, on a perch. Cueball and Megan have their arms raised and are speaking to it.] Cueball: HEY. STOP. Megan: SHOO.
stand up straight, speak firmly, and slowly back away -> mountain lion
[Red square, Cueball and Megan are being chased by a mountain lion, and are running towards a building to their right.]
run toward a building or hard-topped vehicle -> mountain lion
[Red square, Cueball and Megan exit a building and approach a mountain lion.] Megan: Hello.
calmly exit the building -> mountain lion
[Red square, Cueball is putting his hands firmly on a mountain lion.]
apply firm pressure -> mountain lion
[Red square, lightning strikes a tree. Cueball is standing outside, with his arms raised, yelling at the lightning .] BOOM. Cueball: NO!
stand up straight, speak firmly, and slowly back away -> lightning
[Green square, lightning strikes a tree. Cueball and Megan run toward a building to their right.] BOOM.
run toward a building or hard-topped vehicle -> lightning
[Red square, lightning strikes a tree. Cueball and Megan exit a building and approach the lightning-struck tree.] BOOM.
calmly exit the building -> lightning
[Red square, lightning strikes a tree. Cueball pushes on the lightning-struck tree.] BOOM.
apply firm pressure -> lightning
[Red square, a fire alarm is beeping. Cueball yells at the alarm, with his arms raised.] BEEP BEEP BEEP! Cueball: HEY.
stand up straight, speak firmly, and slowly back away -> fire alarm
[Red square, a fire alarm is beeping next to a building with flames on its roof. Cueball and Megan run toward the burning building.] BEEP BEEP BEEP!
run toward a building or hard-topped vehicle -> fire alarm
[Green square, a fire alarm is beeping next to a house with flames on its roof. Cueball and Megan are exiting the burning building.] BEEP BEEP BEEP!
calmly exit the building -> fire alarm
[Red square, a fire alarm is beeping, and Cueball is trying to "suppress" the beeping sound. Behind him are flames.] BEEP BEEP BE-eep eep eep...
apply firm pressure -> fire alarm
[Red square, Cueball is bleeding from his right arm, and holds it. Megan to his right yells at him with her arms raised.] Megan: HEY! Megan: STOP IT!
stand up straight, speak firmly, and slowly back away -> bleeding
[Red square, Megan, holding a first aid kit in one hand and a bandage in the other, runs with a bleeding Cueball towards a building to their right.]
run toward a building or hard-topped vehicle -> bleeding
[Red square, Megan holds a bandage, and to the ground in front of her is a first aid kit. Cueball is walking to the right of the panel, with an injured and bloody left arm raised.] Cueball: Bye!
calmly exit the building -> bleeding
[Green square, Cueball sits in a chair and Megan is treating him by putting her hands on his injured limb. Behind her on the ground is a first aid kit.]
apply firm pressure -> bleeding
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recklessfiction · 1 year
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What to do When You Retire from Sainthood
Take the jewels from your eyes. You must learn to see the world differently now that you are no longer blessed. When before the world was beautiful and cast eternally in the glow of glory, now you will see it for what it is; and the loss will drive you to madness.
You must keep hidden. Disappear into the woods or mountains, hide your face in the cities, for there are those who still worship you and kill in your name. They would consecrate your body again, should they find you; they would drill holes in you and fill them with libations, paint your feet with their blood. The trauma of losing a patron saint is too great, they cannot allow it.
Do not answer their prayers. You will hear the screams of the innocent and the demands of killers, all begging for power, control, peace, victory. You have no power to help them, but still their voices will ring in your ears. Do not promise relief that you cannot bring. False hope will only increase their suffering.
Your name has been struck from the scrolls. Take a new one. An empty name with no meaning and no power. A name unknown by the Divine you once served. It will keep you from being called back into service.
Do not visit your churches. Those shrines are for a you that you are not anymore. Paintings and sculptures stare back at you like mirrors, a tryptich showing your birth, canonization, and death, all painting so lovingly by the hands of your disciples. Laypeople light candles and kneel before your image, pleading for your intercession. You torture yourself. Come, let us leave this place.
Your wounds will begin to fade now. The crack in your heart, the brand on your skull, your fingers, your eyes, they will all return and heal but only this once. You will not be granted this clemency again.
Another will take your place and become favourite and perfect in the eyes of that Holy Thing. They will visit you in the place you have hidden yourself and they will look upon you with pity and jealousy. Here, see how they extend their hand to you, offering you mercy and salvation? See the sneer that catches their lips? The desperate desire in their eyes? They hate you. They cannot help but adore you, for you were the first. They pray to you now, every moment of everyday their wretched voice cries out to you;
WEAK THING! TRAITOR AND COWARD, they scream, hands clasped and knuckles white as the kneel before your image, I WILL SERVE YOU. I WILL SHOW YOU! I AM ABOVE YOU, I AM FAVOURED! WHY WON'T YOU LOOK UPON ME? ROTTEN THING! PATHETIC, LAUGHABLE, BEAUtiful, adored, perfect, perfect.
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pitsazawr · 3 months
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I'm a big fan of the way you draw pre-mh Alex, he's just....he's just a little guy.....he's just a little guy and nothing bad ever happens to him
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maybe something is happening on the right that will change alex-
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diver5ion · 4 days
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venuhs · 3 months
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I want daddy to rail meeee😩😩
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fuzzyghost · 6 months
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stxrrynxghts · 4 months
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Rukmini: Krishna, tell me honestly, did you help Arjun run away with Subhadra? Krishna, earnestly: I swear on Dau, I didn't!! Arjun: Subhadra: Pradyumna: In a far, far place away from the crime scene, Balarama, sipping tea: *chokes*
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dumblr · 2 years
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Can't sleep. Still thinking of you.
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yourfayefantasy · 6 months
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Wondering what to do next 🤔
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yloiseconeillants · 3 months
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when our falsehoods are divided, what shall we become? one evaporating sigh-
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recklessfiction · 3 months
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The Many Happenings within the Palace
The Queen has given birth to a wolf. Her screams had echoed through the halls, only to be joined, after a moment, by the high, pitiable cries of the animal. He is a good lad, named Roderick by his grandfather. You wonder at the father, who, indeed, it could be, as the king died many years prior and was, decidedly, not a wolf.
A lord from a neighboring kingdom visited in the winter. His manner was jolly and his behavior most cordial. Many a lady had their eye on him, and you could see, through his swagger, that he knew it too. His face did nothing to deter them, as you had perhaps thought a skull might, but the ladies saw no issue with his lack of flesh. Indeed, they seemed to find the empty pits of his eye sockets most appealing.
A witch has put a curse on the princess. She sings, night and day, for hours on end, standing at the window of her boudoir. At first it was pleasant, a sweet voice rising over the city. All would stop to listen, enraptured by the sound of her songs. Then the fighting broke out, among heroes and kings, their minds lost to her voice like she was a siren. War would have broken out had the Queen not stepped in. The princess still sings, but her voice has become a mere croak and painful to hear; you cannot imagine the pain she goes through. The physician says she has done such damage to her throat that she will soon lose the ability to speak entirely if the curse is not reversed. You are still looking for a knight brave enough to go after the witch.
You have been given a quest to gain the favour of a dragon. On paper, he is no king, not even an earl or a lord, however he has claimed much of the land to the West as his own and the people have made no move against it, rather they seem to have accepted their strange new ruler with open arms. The Queen has asked you go to him, present yourself as an emissary of this court and ingratiate yourself with him. It is expected that you will be gone for some time but you have yet to start packing.
As it so happens, the court's jester, Harriett, has just pronounced herself to be Bjorg, the great goddess of Death. She did so during the new wolf-prince's christening, bursting into flame during a comical rendition of Ave Maria. Her face after this was a struggle to look upon, but her quips, though spoken with the voice of a dying old man, still had the court in shambles.
Another man has been lost to the woods, an old farmer just down the road from the Monastery. You saw him standing at the treeline when you went to look into it, but you did not dare approach, not when he was looking at you in that way, and certainly not when you saw the child standing just behind him. You told yourself you would not fall for their tricks, their temptations, again. But their attacks are beginning to move dangerously close to the Abbey. You will need to mention it to the Queen and the Bishop before you leave.
The Lady Carolina has finally presented herself to the court! You had heard that she had arrived perhaps four months ago, a ward of the Queen but no one had seen her. She had arrived in the dead of night and had been hastily brought to her rooms. There has been no concrete word of why she had come, only gossip to which you pay no mind. A fortnight ago, she joined in the anniversary celebration of the King's death. She is just as you thought she might be; lovely and with eyes that, while bright and bewildered, were intelligent and watchful. The rumours of her bright blue feathers and fine golden talons were not amiss either and you found yourself watching her for much of the night. It is a shame you will be gone on your quest before you have another opportunity to be introduced but perhaps when you return, you might inquire as to her health.
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malusokay · 2 years
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Things I do when I'm bored
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Being bored sucks; maybe you can find some inspiration in the things I like doing when I don't have anything else to do! <3
Organizing my Pinterest. I love Pinterest :)
Browsing on Sephora. My favorite brand's atm are The Ordinary, Too Faced, Dior, and Laneige.
Looking for antique furniture online. I'm moving soon, so I'm keeping an eye out for cute things, haha.
Playing the Piano. I've been playing since I was 6!
Taking pictures on my Mac. We all know the Macbook Photo booth aesthetic, lmao.
Sending cute anonymous asks to people on Tumblr. Who doesn't get happy receiving lovely messages?? Spread more love.
Cleaning my room. Might as well do something productive, right?
Reading. I've always loved books. Do you guys have any recommendations for me?
Argue with people on Twitter. It's a guilty pleasure of mine, don't judge me, okay?! my Twitter is malusokay, follow me, I'm famous.
Go on walks and pick flowers. I like putting them between book pages to dry and find later. <3
Playing animal crossing. I have always been a Nintendo girl.
Going on late-night walks with my dog. I have a great Pyrenees so walking with him at night, being completely safe, makes me feel so peaceful. :)
Making playlists. Confessions... I use apple music.
Cooking or baking. I just made Strawberry Jam!!
Adding things to my Christmas wishlist. It's never too early to start making a wishlist. I love Christmas.
Making bucket lists. Currently working on my Autumn one! should I upload it when it's done?
Making little vlogs. It's a little hobby of mine; maybe ill start a youtube channel one day..
Cleaning out my closet. I love shopping, so I regularly donate old clothes to make room for new stuff!
Today I hit 36k on my Twitter and 3k here on Tumblr, so I just wanted to leave a quick thank you! I'm so glad people enjoy my content <3
✩‧₊*:・love ya ・:*₊‧✩
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twptwp · 7 months
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Working on a new fursona, one which is more accurate to me in real life, and I'm so unsure on eye things.. I wear an eyepatch and glasses in real life however I do not really want my fursona to have these things; I'm not fussed on wearing glasses and I like drawing two eyes
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breelynnxoxoxo · 2 months
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SHAKING THE COBWEBS OUT! 💋💋💋
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somerabbitholes · 8 months
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sister why's there an entrance exam for everything in india helppo😭
because school education is a mess and with entrances, we try to level the field going forward
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