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Ricky is short for ridiculous

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tgis is so fucking funny to me. they accidentally Rock Lee'd a retired racehorse

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Heterosexual relationship culture is so alien to me and I don’t know if it’s the fact I’m not cishet or the fact I’m autistic but I hear so many things that make me go “Am I insane or are they?”

There’s a lot of hate on widowers and I saw a woman say “You cannot compete with a dead woman.” which is perhaps a reasonable statement to say if he’s constantly comparing you to his dead partner but that wasn’t what the post was about. And I realized “Oh my God, these people genuinely feel like they’re constantly in competition with their spouse’s exes and the ex being dead makes them feel insecure that they cannot best her.”

There’s also been an uptick in the ‘men and women cannot be ‘just’ friends’ rhetoric which I feel like is extremely dangerous and reflects the rise of fascism and sexism. Some of these stories of women feeling threatened by their husband’s female best friend have some merit and others are like “I feel angry that my husband still talks to the girl he grew up next door to and she and her wife are invited to family gatherings and included in family photos sometimes. Am I right to be suspicious?” No. No you’re not. I cannot imagine being you and living with that high level of stress and paranoia and constant torment and jealousy about your husband having a positive relationship with anyone who isn’t you.

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go my tennas. eat my gifs

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Drunk fremen walking back from the bar in a straight line

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I’M BACK!

i guiltied my gear alright

Fuast, Benkai, Sun Tipomalo and Jack Off Valentino

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cat can:

snuggle

biting you

eat food AND plastic

so scared of car sounds

locate Bug

Make sounds

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Like to charge reblog to cast

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My Guilty Gear fanarts so far, hope to do many more, i like pretty much every character in this series

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sheep getting in an elevator. idk man i made this account in 2010 ive made every other post already

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I know I say that I'm kinda nuts for doing the amount of visual research I do, but at the same time: Specificity is SO much more compelling and real feeling, and imo not getting references often makes things look more amateur.

Eg. drawing a sofa- my mental image of a sofa is something like this:

Like. Its a sofa. It works. But it's not very convincing, the pillows are kinda wrong at the back, and it's not really giving any information about the owner. Even if you want a basic sofa... What kind of basic.

comfy and cheap?

kinda rigid?

inherited? ------

who does this comfy cheap ikea sofa belong to anyway?

guy living alone?

teenage girl?

Grandma?

Anyway I'll get off my soapbox but specificity is sexy and fun and it can do your storytelling for you!

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heartbreaking:

girl has sooooooo many ambitions and ideas for projects but can only get 1.5 basic tasks done per day

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told my mom my cat had a cold and she asked the most important question

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reblog if you're corny and insufferable

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Just encountered someone describing another person as "controlling freak". I know they probably just meant control freak, but honestly that's got a way sharper sting to it. Not just freak about being in control, but a freak in general who is also hell-bent on having everything done their way. Micro-managing freaky style.

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I hope you get 100 dollars. I want everyone reading this to get 100 dollars

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Fantasy idea: The reason why elves always sound so eloquent and poetic is because they only learn human languages from classic human poems and literature - they are aware that the language in them is very quickly outdated, but it's still easier to maintain and keep up than trying to learn new human vernacular every single new century. They don't talk like that in elvish. Going like

"If all came to pass as my eyes see and my heart pieces it together, it was wolves who tore our camp asunder. At the darkest hour, in the shelter of the night and emboldened by the shadows and our unguarded, defenseless sleep, they emerged from the woods like gaunt thieves to seek whatever they could take."

[another elf, in elvish] "What did you say?"

"Wolves. Them fucking varmints ripped up our shit."