I FOUND IT GUYS I SPENT HALF AN HOUR LOOKING FOR THIS VIDEO AND ITS HERE
Always reblog peent.
*before clicking play*: IS THIS WHAT i THINK IT IS???
*clicks play*: IT ISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
omg!! omg
Forever reblog.
Heaven let your eent shine down.
fuck it homebrew boop button. reblog this post to boop the person you reblogged from.
I love your grandpa and this is gonna do NUMBERS here
This is delightful!
I think the funniest dynamic for arranged-marriage royalty would be a queen who came here 100% prepared to murder her future husband and rule as a widow queen in her own right, only to discover that the king is autistic as hell and responds to her wish to rule with "oh thank god please do, I don't want to be bothered by these people. I can just tell them to go bother you instead, if you really want that. I've got beetles I wanted to study."
"I'm really not good at it," the king admits with horrible, aching grief. The country is in disarray. Peasants go hungry. Nobles trade power amongst themselves with impunity.
So the queen takes over and ruthlessly sets things to rights. Fires several generals, hangs nobles, redirects wealth to the peasantry. It isn't long before the first assassination attempt, which she expected.
She did not expect her docile, beetle-obsessed husband to go absolutely feral and fling himself at the assassins wielding a pair of sharp knives.
Also, the beetles are intended to attack and kill a certain type of invasive worm that has been killing off the gourd and potato crops for decades. He’s been trying since he was a child to crossbreed several native species to be hardier and better diggers. When he finally gets it right it’s all over for you bitches (“you bitches” being mass starvation of subsistence farmers).
Mad Scientist and the Head of HR ass dynamic
This is very good, and I also need:
"Hey Babe, I've been thinking about the Divine right of Kings, and I think we should adopt."
"Oh, we absolutely should. Hm, that'll make some people so mad. But who should stop us?"
More than two years into their marriage, the King and Queen have long stopped being chaste with one another, but conversations about offspring remain awkward in their household. The Queen knows that Doctrine describes continuing the family line as a marital duties, and she knows all their advisors expect them to produce heirs. Sometimes she even wonders what it would like rear an infant; if the literature is correct and she'd instantly be overwhelmed with maternal love she had hitherto never held. However, when she broaches the subject with her husband, all she gets are nervous fidgeting and noncommittal answers. And as her desire for children isn't that strong, she's happy to let the question lie dormant for another few months.
But when her handmaidens and inspectors bring in the latest court gossip, she has to discuss matters with her husband. This times she's blunt in a way he can appreciate.
She asks him if his reluctance to bear an heir is because he has nephews. Or rather, he has sisters-in-law who have plans for his nephews, and fears over what the Queen might do to these same nephews. The king admits his relatives have expressed their fears to him, but he trusts his Queen to be kind to these innocent boys, if only because he considers them family. He doesn't care about who the next king is, so long as they take good care of the kingdom. He believes several of his nephews could, but he also knows that a child raised by his queen would be unstoppable; he's just unsure if he's capable himself of being a father, and doesn't want to put yet another thing all on her
The Queen is both touched and embarrassed. She hugs him and tells him that she's seen him with his nephews, and she knows he would be a wonderful father. The King smiles, but has one last question.
"What if they turn out like me?"
She kisses his forehead. "That would be wonderful. Imagine them, as brilliant and compassionate as their father.."
"...and as brave and impartial as their mother."
They still adopt some of the little rapscallions that come into their danger-fraught lives though, whether out of a debt to their tragically deceased parents, or because they bonded with the child.
(Thanks to @spiralcass for helping me with this concept)
Did this one quickly. It’s kind of jumpy but I don’t care!
:D
The animators of this show were so fuckin horny and I wish to thank them <3
“oh, you’re not evil anymore? yeah, okay, lingerie instead of leather fetish gear” “but still corsets, right?” “i’m not a monster, of COURSE still corsets!”
You have no idea how right you are 🤣
Oh, DO tell!
I have a Twitter account dedicated to preserving lore Gavin Blair (one of the creators) puts out there. Please enjoy:
There’s probably more, I didn’t look through the whole thing 🙂
Twitter account @GBRebootArchive
PFFFFFFF amazing
So many times, I've scrolled past a drawing prompt on Twitter.
Today...today was not one of those times.
Which path should he choose?
The path of the warrior, the path of the scholar, or the path of the artist?
he should wander away and have a picnic while he thinks about what path to choose
Great idea! But where should he have the picnic?
Under the tree, or under the old fort?
By the sea, so he can enjoy the sound of the waves
A lovely choice!
Should he build a sandcastle to pass the time? Or perhaps go fishing?
Perhaps he could collect shells he finds interesting
Sounds fun!
Which shell should he pick up?
This one
That's not a shell, it's a tiny earpiece.
Should he listen to music? Or to the mysterious pre-recorded message?
He should give it back to the crab in the largest shell, they thought they had lost their wave-pod and are grateful he found it!
The crab wants to give a gift in return.
Should he accept the gift of power, or the gift of knowledge?
the gift of friendship :)
Friendship acquired!
Should they celebrate with pizza or ice cream?
The crab friend cannot eat either of those! Let's split a nice seaweed salad instead. :)
So many options!
Should they get tossed salad, wiggly salad, or spiky salad?
Seasar salad
Nothing beats getting it straight from the source
Should they use scissors or claws to cut the seaweed?
What about that sword in the first panel?
The circle is complete.
Through choices, friendship, and salad, he found his way to the path of the warrior. But he won't walk it alone.
Their path is just beginning, but this story is over.
Thank you to everyone who participated!
This is all the worst and best parts of being a GM. Thanks OP. You did a great job.
Dog Date
i cant get over the king charles portrait. they made that thing to age in his place. that painting hangs in the house of a too-friendly family you find in the post apocalyptic wasteland who inexplicably has a ready supply of fresh meat. if mario jumped into that painting he wouldn't find a charming platformer he would be flayed and hanged like a medieval criminal by an unseeable force in a droning red void. that painting is a color blindness test for people who work in IT but believe in the divine right of kings. that painting is going to weep the sequel to blood. after he dies charles is gonna crawl outta that thing like sadako.
this painting is what ultrakill speedrunners see when they close their eyes. if you showed this to the romans who flogged jesus theyd think this painting is excessive. this painting is the blood cavern from space funeral. it's the color out of space.
jegus tapdancing christ it is actually that bad
I know "60s housewives who invented slash fanfiction" has taken on a life of its own as a phrase, but Kirk/Spock didn't really exist until the 70s and THOSE WOMEN HAD JOBS. They were teachers and librarians and bookkeepers and scientists and they damn well spent their own money going to conventions, printing zines, buying fanart and making fandom happen. Put some respect on their names.
Salute to our troops (70s careerwomen who put their hard-earned dollars into homemade gay erotica)
It was women with secretarial jobs doing a lot of the heavy lifting, if memory serves correctly.
They had training in type setting, could churn things out quickly, knew how to organise mailing lists, and had easy access to Expensive High Tech like photocopiers.
Boss make a dollar, she makes a dime. That's why she's printing Kirk X Spock zines on company time.
based firemen
you sign up for the job because you want to save lives, and sometimes you get a chance to just be really, really, clear about "yes it is my job to save lives, there is an obstacle, and i am paid to use an axe to solve this problem"
Sound on. It's truly a masterpiece.
The complete collection.
Great Noir Episode art combined with great hard-boiled Private Eye Monologue - and both of those TV Tropes articles even use Tracer Bullet as header illustrations.
According to The Calvin and Hobbes Wiki, this is the last of Tracer Bullet's three appearances, so here are his first two.
The very first is a single day's strip, part of a larger arc involving a Really Bad Haircut, hence the hat.
The second strip is a week-long story about a Maths problem.
Remembering my own mathematical ineptitude, with 'O' Level results to prove it, one sympathises.
Shee you 'round, shweetheart.
So what we're NOT gonna do when James Somerton inevitably starts releasing new videos is hatewatch them, okay? Because a view is still a view whether or not it was watched with rage and disdain in your heart, you KNOW they'll be monetized, and at this point I'm sure he's doing this precisely TO bait in hatewatchers
Don't fund his comeback arc. Let him fade into obscurity like he deserves
So I made this unrebloggable for a long time but as it turns out, fuckin APPARENTLY at the same time he was letting the internet think he had harmed or killed himself, he was yukking it up on an alt posting nudes and talking about TV shows. So yeah reminder that his online career is over and we're going to make sure of that, right?
you're fucking me
NO WAY
Imagine a bee rn in a hive muttering "the beekeeper is not real because he is not intervening or helping me at all with this disastrous relationship I have with another bee". now imagine that's you talking about the good lord. now imagine a dog with a propeller hat on
Filing this in my memory right next to this thread:
