all my bg3 music has been in a roundabout way score work for @meanbossart's du drow & his A NOVEL EXPERIENCE story as a whole & as im starting to figure out this wailing guitar VST i figured itd be fun to make a big dramatic ending credits track for drow's story, ENJOYYYYY
Hood up Killer
had to show you guys. he looks so unbelievably bad. for context he always gets shit crusted in his fur because he doesnโt maintain it so my mom decided to give him a haircut and wanted to even it out
they greebled him
Crossover AU where it's @ejoym's Devlin instead of Orin and he STILL ends up in the squid pod, somehow.
i love ruining my works toilet on the clock
boss makes a dollar i make a cent that's why i clog toilets without company consent
the numbers i be makin? 7. ๐
"Oh Max! You'll do soooo many numbers on this post, promise!" i am immune to your curses on me. my teeth grip at your throat and the sound of your voice never reaches past your tongue. do not fuck with me.
one for the compilations, friend
ink: diamine oxblood
I NEED to understand how this guyโs brain works
Ive looked at this guys deviantart. He likes making comics where judy dies, but only if its funny. There are a lot of comics like that in his gallery, or there were last time i checked. The fox in the picture is not nick wilde, its a female fox oc who he wrote about judy getting with and marrying and adopting kids with after she broke up with nick. The abortion comic was not actually pro life, it was just meant to be a one shot soap opera type story that happened to use abortion to create the drama. Judy is supposed to be the one in the right in that comic, which is why she gets all those nice things happening to her in the follow up comic.
I think the thought process is that he wants to write overly dramatic and silly stories and just happens to use zootopia characters to do that instead of making up ocs for it for some reason.
Oh wow, this actually is a soap opera. Thatโs insane.
i logged on to twitter.com and saw somebody say โplutonium is fictional because it doesnt exist in natureโ. which, one, i dont think is entirely true, im fairly certain trace amounts of plutonium exist in natural uranium deposits, and two, that is such a frankly wonderfully incorrect definition of fictional and im deeply intrigued by the implications. concrete is fictional. polyester doesnt exist
oh my god two words in that just UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE
All hope is lost so quickly I canโt stop laughing.
danish tv is the best thing ever
โOkay :(โ
He went straight to Acceptance. He didnโt even go through the five stages of grief. He just started at Acceptance.
I can translate for anyone wondering what heโs saying. The dialogue roughly goes something like
โHopefully the owner of the car behind me will next time consider if-oh shit. Okay.โ
thanks for the context omg
Official graveyard post. +Bonus
I would like to add that the Scandinavian languages have their own native words for โshitโ as in, well, shit. They sound similar, but the pronunciation is different.
This shit, thatโs pronounced close to the English word, is a loanword expletive reserved especially for when things go wrong. The heartfeltness of โah, shitโ indeed.
โI am looking respectfullyโ โim so normal about thisโ can you bark actually? Can you hit yourself over the head w a frying pan like a cartoon wolf? Can you look at it derangedly please?
Head in my hands this cant be the thing that blows up
How can you bark when youโre afraid of the reblog button ?
Our local newspaper ran a story about the legendary graffiti artist who recently passed away and. Literally everything about it is fucking insane. I'm insane about it.
So this guy has been extremely active for around fifteen years, during which he spread these beautiful, high quality pieces all over the country, way over a thousand of his standard signature, and probably thousands more. He did completely batshit stuff like literally spray painting an entire train from top to bottom or leaving his signature at the top of a 600ft tall overpass and this whole time, only five people from his crew know who he really is. To everyone else it's a complete mystery.
And then he dies at the age of 35. A few weeks after his death, his crew shows up at his completely unassuming parents' doorstep, reveals who they are and asks if they can host a memorial exhibition of his art.
Turns out, this dude has been leading an insane double life. In the daytime he was a meek little office worker with a partially paralyzed arm and no social life to speak of. In the nighttime he was a fucking legend. Not only did he climb that fucking 600ft overpass, he did it WITH A PHYSICAL DISABILITY. THE MADLAD. And throughout the entire time, fifteen years, he got caught once. ONCE. HE DID ALL THAT UNNOTICED. THAT'S INSANE.
You're not immune to being the bully btw. You're not immune to being in the wrong
"But i'm-" there is no identity or state of being that makes you immune to hurting someone. You can be convinced that you are in the right for doing so. You can be convinced that you're defending someone by doing so. You have always got to examine if you're taking pleasure in hurting someone or if you're actually doing something good.
[Image text: there's actually no political label or identity that absolves you of doing harm.]
