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"The green men ride on elks, Old Nan used to say. Sometimes they have antlers too."
— A STORM OF SWORDS, BRAN IV
#asoiafedit#valyrianscrolls#hotdedit#house of the dragon#hotd spoilers#mine#gif#green men#ryan went crazy this ep#tvedit#dailyflicks#usermal#userjulia#useriselin#usereme#tuseralicia#tusermiranda#userelenagilbert#userdesirae#tusereliza#userlenna#userzoya#usergal
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Green man sighting
#house of the dragon#hotd#hotdedit#hotd spoilers#asoiaf#hotd 2x08#weirwood#antler men#green men#isle of faces#harrenhal#got
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Does the world need....
…..more of my garbage.
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Sarge's Heroes The Final War Part 3
Echoes From the Past,
Sarge came tumbling out of the portal and landed face first into the ground. He had landed in the other world in a forest. Sarge groaned as he opened his eyes, waking up and slowly tried to push himself up. He fell back down too weak to get himself back on his feet. Sarge looked at his wound to see the gunshot in his abdomen and let out a hiss in pain. Sarge tried to put pressure on the wound as green liquid plastic slowly pooled out. He needed a med kit. He needed to get back! Vikki needed him, and the boys needed him as well. As Sarge managed to get himself to his knees, Sarge heard the portal behind him began to ripple and three tan soldiers ran out of it. Sarge sighed and tried to back away from them. The three tan soldiers kept their guns aimed at Sarge.
"Are you here to join the party, boys? It was starting to get lonely without you." Sarge retorted.
"What should we do with him?" Sarge heard one of the soldiers whisper to another.
"Let's finish him off right here!"
"But General Plastro ordered us to capture him alive."
"Yeah, listen to your buddy." Sarge replied. The three tan soldiers aimed their guns at Sarge, getting ready to fire. Sarge closed his eyes. Suddenly, a shot rang out, but Sarge didn't feel the bullet hit him. He opened one of his eyes to see one of the tan soldiers, drop to the ground.
"Who's there!? Show yourself!" The second tan shouted. Another shot rang out through the woods, hitting the tan in the chest blasting a hole clean through.
"I'm out of here!" The last tan soldier cried out and ran towards the portal. A shot ran out and the last soldier fell to the ground. Sarge looked behind him into the woods to see a woman step out through the trees, holding a rifle. She had pale skin, short black hair that looked to be painted on, wearing a black vest and dark cargo pants and boots. Her piercing green eyes met with Sarge and she started to inch closer to him after she finished inspecting one of the dead tan soldiers.
"Listen, I don't want any trouble." Sarge warned her. The woman smirked and let out a small laugh.
"If I wanted to kill you, I would have done so already." She spoke in a soft tone, almost velvety. Sarge blinked at her then smiled in relief.
"Oh, good to know." This woman she appeared to be on his side. But then again, he fell for Briget Bleu's trick. All nice and acting innocent. She even brain washed him at one point and put Vikki in danger. He wasn't going to fall for it again! But Sarge couldn't help but get the feeling like he knew this woman somehow. She held her hand out to Sarge and he took it, and she helped pulled Sarge up back to his feet.
"Thanks for the help. I need to get back." Sarge turned to the portal only to see it deactivate. The bomb must have gone off. "Blast it! How am I going to get back now!?"
"I know of another portal. I can take you to it." The woman spoke. Sarge quickly turned back to her.
"Then what are we standing around here for let's go-!" Just when Sarge took a step, he fell forward and the woman quickly grabbed him, before he hit the ground.
"Let's get you patched up first. We can make a quick pit stop at my place. It's not far. Then you tell me what happened on the way back."
"Sounds like a plan." Sarge groaned and nodded his head. The woman smiled and supported Sarge as the two walked through the woods, heading back to her place.
Sarge told her as they walked, how he got separated from his team and his girlfriend Vikki, and that he really needed to get back. The woman quietly listened to him as the two continued. Then Sarge noticed a small cabin within the distance on a hill made completely out of Lincoln logs. "This is the place." She told Sarge and walked them inside the cabin. She sat Sarge down in a chair and left to grab the med kit. Sarge looked out around the room. The were some random pictures hanging on the wall, a small fireplace slowly burning, a twin bed in the far corner of the room.
"Nice place you got here." Sarge called out. The woman walked back to him, carrying a med kit and set it down on the table and started to bandage up Sarge's wounds.
"Thanks. We like to keep it simple. Not to draw attention to ourselves." She spoke.
"We?" Sarge questioned.
"My husband." The woman smiled then Sarge noticed it drop a little and she continued to fix up his wounds, finishing up. Sarge watched her take a seat next to him across the table and he examined her again.
"You know, I've never gotten your name. But you-you look a little familiar. Have we met before?" He asked her. The woman turned to him and smiled.
"We have."
"Then what is it?" Sarge asked her, wondering where he had met her before.
"It's Ari."
"Ari..." Sarge repeated her name a few times thinking of where he had heard that name before. Then his eyes widened in shock, now realizing who she was. "Ari Armalite!?" Sarge shook his head in disbelief. "But you died! No one ever found you."
"That's because I didn't want to be found. I faked my death." Ari said.
"Faked your death? Why? Why did you leave? You were one of the best snipers on the base apart from Bullseye!" Sarge exclaimed.
"I got tired. Tired of fighting. Tired of a war that was never going to end."
"How could you do this? You lied to everyone. You lied to me. We were friends! You betrayed the Green Nation!" Sarge shouted, angrily.
"I saved you, didn't I?" Ari smirked, pointing her finger at him.
"Well, yeah, but-" Sarge sputtered.
"I've had enough. I saw an easy out, so I took it. I didn't betray anyone. All I wanted was peace and now I have it." Ari explained to him.
"How did you survive for so long without getting plasturfied?" Sarge asked her.
"I've heard from our little blue friends that they came up with a mixture that prevents complete plasturfication, so I stole some. And speaking of which, here you go." She slid Sarge a small bottle of the mixture. Sarge took it and sprayed a little on himself and he could feel his limbs loosening up a little. Ari stood up and picked up her rifle and slinged it over her shoulder.
"I said that I will help you get you to your portal and I will. But I am also coming with you to help fight the tan." She replied.
"But I thought you said you've had enough." Sarge said, confused.
"The tan took someone very important to me. My husband. So, they've made it my business. And I am going to get him back no matter what it takes." Ari explained and she held her hand out to Sarge. "So, up for one more round for old times sake?"
Sarge stood up and shook her hand. "Welcome aboard, soldier." Ari smiled.
"Great! We get your buddies and I'll get my husband and we'll go our separate ways."
#read more#fanfiction#sarges heroes#video games#playstation classics#army men#green men#tan army#tan soldiers#green soldiers#Sarge#army men sarge's heroes
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Live from Paris day 2
#photographer on tumblr#smartphone photography#Street-Art#Paris#sticker art#Stickers#ceramic art#Brain#Moon#Portrait#Leaf#Blue#Monster#Green men#Ufo#Alien
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#pensieri per la testa#persa tra i miei pensieri#fotografia#foto#scatto fotografico#alchimia#alchimista#alchemical#alchemic labo#laboratorio alchemico#Ottaviano degli ubaldini#rocca Ubaldinesca#rocca#rocca Sassocorvaro#Sassocorvaro#marche#esoterismo#esoterico#sfera armillare#uomo verde#green men#celti#simboli#simbologia#alambicco#distillazione#pietra filosofale#forno per distillazione#astronomia#armillary sphere
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Did somebody say Bill shouldn't be allowed to swear? I think somebody said Bill shouldn't be allowed to swear. Thanks to that, have these retooled The Good Place jokes:
The "powers that be" can refer to either the Theraprism staff, the Axolotl, or just. Ya know. Disney in general. Or all three! Whichever you think is funniest. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
The "party" Bill's referring to is Weirdmageddon, of course. He was quite the ashhole to everyone back then.
Ford has probably gotten pretty good at the 'tune out your psychopathic ex with dank memes' challenge.
It must be very cathartic to be able to make Bill shut up whenever you want with just the press of a button. I'm sure Ford doesn't abuse this ability at all.
Oh, sure, 'Not now,' he says, before he immediately backs out of the newly-made hole in the Theraprism wall. 🙄
Don't worry, Bill doesn't get far.
also yeah i know this one doesn't have an attempted swear - i just wanted to use the joke because of the massive stink-eye involved in it because it makes me laugh
⬇️ More goofs beneath the brief ramble if you wanna skip it lmao⬇️
Why is Ford even there, you might ask? Well, he either decided he preferred to watch Bill suffer in person over being distantly and repeatedly harassed with the same evil desperation book for the rest of his life, or he got roped into some kind of contrived community service for 1.) all his many counts of interdimensional thievery, and 2.) his ignoring all the very clear warnings to NOT summon Bill in the first place (which I like to imagine is also illegal). Theraprism staff were just like, 'Wait, this guy matters to Bill? Ooh, we can USE that! It might be the only thing that can help him want to get better!' It is not considered that throwing Ford at Bill so soon after Weirdmageddon could instead make them both WORSE - in new and altogether special ways! :D
Anyway, I'm calling it the Community Service AU, and I am most likely not going to do anything else with it beyond appropriating these silly Good Place jokes. So, feel free to adopt the concept if y'all wanna??? Just make sure that Bill is still not allowed to swear, no matter what, full stop. It's gotta be a real linguistic corkblork of a situation for him, is all I'm sayin'.
Finally, have these bonus Good Place jokes, but with Handyman!Bill this time:
'Opposite tortures' doesn't sound so bad...at least until it's an all-powerful chaos entity known for torture saying it.
you may think i forgot mabel's cute pink cheeks but the truth is that i did in fact forget but then immediately stopped caring which makes it okay, SHHHHHHH
And, finally:
lmao this is shit
True facts, if you cram Season 1 Eleanor Shellstrop and Michael into a singular triangle shape, they turn into Bill Cipher. This is science, look it up. Or don't, and just trust the source that is me, bro.
Anyway, I should be in bed, y'all have fun with these, I guess. Tune in after like a week or so and maybe I'll have an addendum to my comic about how Bill was drawn naked for karaoke night. Because him actually being naked was not the only thing I considered as a plausible explanation. XD
Also if you see any inconsistencies or errors in any of these comics, No You Do Not :D
Also also, reblogs are rad as hell and I appreciate every single one, just don't repost, please and thanks. Every time a repost is made, an artist somewhere cries. :,)
#fanart#gravity falls#billford#bill cipher#stanford pines#stanley pines#dipper pines#mabel pines#pyronica#handyman bill au#book of bill#the good place#incorrect quotes#heck yeah i'm tagging billford - cuz these old men are EXES#jfc i said i wasn't going to color any other gravity falls stuff i made - and then what do i do?#i fukken color all of it#i may have a problem lmao#the green area outside the theraprism is because i forgot what was outside it and just went 'lol greenscreen idgaf'
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Do the dew!
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My favourite thing about Alastor is his hoard of gal pals!
He’s just a cool and charming dude that women feel comfortable around…And is also a power hungry eldritch horror.👌👌👌
#grey art#fan art#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel fanart#hazbin rosie#hazbin alastor#aroace#asexual icon!#I’m so tired of oversexualised charming men I’m so happy he’s ace#nothing but love and light for people who enjoy the dark romantic type tough!#the radio demon#men with a lot of women friends is such a green flag#he’s so villain coded tough I love this guy!#Alastor
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It didn't hit me as hard when I was watching it in the cinema, but listening to Green Day's Good Riddance (Time of Your Life) while thinking about that X-Men blooper sequence makes my eyes water a little. Hugh laughing about mishaps and opening up about being unsure of himself on set because he was a new guy. Patrick Stewart bowing and everyone clapping. "It's something unpredictable / But in the end, is right" is such a fitting line for X-Men. What a farewell to Fox.
#I hope you had the time of your life#yes i’m admitting that i’m crying#green day#deadpool & wolverine#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool 3#deadpool#wolverine#logan howlett#wade wilson#hugh jackman#patrick stewart#x men#poolverine
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Robin Hood meets The Hunger Games with a touch of Mandalorian smut? Is that even a thing?? Well, here it is.
#dystopia#fantasy#fantasybooks#fantasy world#dystopian fantasy#magic#priestesses#green men#adventure
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everything about this, from the stupid video to the stupider lyrics to the stupidest instrumentation...
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Sarge's Heroes The Final War Part 1
Several green soldiers were patrolling the army base. There were some bombs and gunfire going off at the boot camp as the firing squad were target practicing, shooting cardboard cutouts of tan soldiers and tanks. Inside one of the bunkers, a man stood over a table of a map of the nation that had small plastic green flags, marking a green stronghold as well as some tan flags, theirs as well. Behind him on the wall was a large green flag with a large G inside of a globe of the world. He had a muscular build as he did his morning workout every morning, consisting of 100 push-ups, 50 sit-ups, 50 pull-ups and a usual jog around the army base of 10 laps. He was wearing an army outfit, a helmet, dog tag necklace, and a band aid on his nose. He was the leader of Bravo Company. His name was Sarge. Sarge called his team in to the bunker and each one walked inside and stood in front of him.
First, a tall bald-headed man, wearing sunglasses, carrying a bazooka on his shoulder. Next, a heavyset muscular man wearing a helmet and multiple rounds of ammo strapped to his vest, carrying a M60. Then a smaller, scrawny man stood next to him wearing a helmet and glasses, carrying a minesweeper. A man wearing surfer outfit, a beanie and sunglasses, carrying a mortar. Finally, a man with short wavy hair, piercing eyes, carrying a flamethrower strapped to his back. Riff, Thick, Hoover, Shrap, and Scorch. "Bravo Company sound off!"
"Here." Riff said. He was trained as anti-tank specialist, always calm in high stress situations. One blast from his bazooka will blow tan tanks to smithereens.
"I'm here, Sarge!" Thick smiled. He was Sarge's heavy weapons specialist. He may not be the smartest tool in the shed, but he's got the biggest heart.
"H-Here." Hoover stammered, nervously. He may be a coward, but Hoover can sweep up any mine in a field as long he can rely on his team to have his back.
"Here and present, dude!" Shrap replied. He may not be a model soldier but when he mans a mortar, it's heads up and 'Kowabunga!' A blast from his mortars will encase any tan in shrapnel.
"Don't call me dude!" Sarge shouted at him.
"Ready to burn, sir!" Scorch said. He may be hot but his flamethrower his hotter. He loves to hear every tan scream and every enemy melt as well as the smell of burnt plastic.
"Alright, fellas, I've heard word from Colonel Grimm that the tan army has found new weapons to take over the entire green nation. It is up to us to put a stop to his insane diabolical plans. So, who's with me?!" Sarge shouted.
"Aw, geez. I think I'm coming down with something-" Hoover spoke before Sarge interrupted him.
"I can't hear you!"
"YES, SIR!" Riff, Hoover, Scorch all shouted at once, saluting.
"Yeah! Go, uh, team green! That's right, isn't it, Sarge?" Thick asked. Sarge smiled patting Thick's shoulder.
"Yes. You big, lug." Then he turned to the rest of his team. "Now, move out, Bravo Company! We head out at the first crack of dawn!-"
The door opened, and Sarge stopped in his tracks when he saw his girlfriend, Vikki, walk in. She had pale light skin, long dark green hair tied up in a ponytail, emerald eyes, wearing a green camo tank top and camo cargo pants and boots. Vikki was a reporter for the news of the green army. She was also Grimm's daughter, born and raised on the army base.
"H-Hi, Vikki!" He sputtered and cracked a smile at her. "What are you doing here?" Sarge could hear Thick, Scorch and Riff, snickering behind him and he quickly shot them a glare and they immediately closed their mouths and stood straight.
"Hi, Sarge." Vikki smiled at him. "I've heard that the tan is up to their nefarious schemes again. So, I'm doing some scoping for the news. Maybe, I could help you get some intel as well." Sarge made a small laugh. He stopped when he saw Vikki frown at him.
"Oh, you're being serious."
"Yes, I'm being serious! We stopped Plastro before we can do it again!"
"Absolutely not!" Sarge shook his head.
"Do you remember that I helped stopped those rockets from blowing up the green army base!" Vikki reminded him.
"How many times have you gotten kidnapped?" Riff asked.
"No one asked you!" Vikki shouted at him.
"Vikki, if anything happens to you, your father will put me in front of a firing squad." Sarge insisted.
"He will not! Nothing's going to happen! I can handle myself and I know how to shoot." Vikki said, holding her crossbow.
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💚Alien Plushes 💚
1. Punk Aliens Spiked Hair Plush
2. Oriental Trading Alien Beanie Plush
3. 1998 Alien Green Plush Stuffed Animal Head
4. Oriental Trading Alien Orange Shimmer Plush
#png#transparent#kidcore#nostalgia#nostalgiacore#toycore#toywave#toys#stuffed animal#plush#alien#ufo#fantasy#green#little green men#orange#cute#creepy
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