does anybody else here fly into an irrational blind rage when someone calls them “bud” or “buddy”
I read this as ‘international rage’ at first and I was concerned
One of my online friends called me 'buddy' through then entirety of our first voice conversation. I had to force myself to remain calm.
what part of “do not spend money” do i not understand
There’s one white girl who WOULD survive a horror movie-
scars in fiction: I got this trying to save my lover from an assassin- but tragically, I was too late. now I carry the mark of my failure with me always, and I can never forget~
scars in real life: so I was trying to open macaroni sauce with a paring knife
Tell me how you got your scars in the tags
he showed you his turtle, please respond
I could use some 💪 luck
look at him!
We want to luck 💪💪 you up
now that i think about it, jonathan harker would’ve been a great character in frankenstein. he’s so completely oblivious to dracula’s red flag parade that he’d probably completely avert the creature’s murderous rampage by accidentally befriending him after spending a page and a half writing about some weirdly tall homeless guy with daddy issues he ran into
“I’ve met the most peculiar man today. He was far taller in height than I have ever witnessed before. His face gave off a general sense of ugliness, though I cant quite place why considering he seems to be quite handsome when not in animation. A multitude of scars seemed to cover his body, perhaps from a terrible accident and the subsistent surgeries. I’ve noticed that he always looks close to crying. When i asked his name, he replied, in length, that he had none. How queer! As he seemed fairly harmless, and rather in need, I invited him to accompany me on my passage to Count Dracula. He looked bewildered, but accepted. I know not whether he shall continue to accompany me when I return to Mina, but I’m quite certain she would never reject hospitality to so miserable a man!”
Also consider:
My dearest Margaret, so odd a stranger has joined my ship! I know nothing of him other than he seems to be some sort of European, like Victor, though not the same. He introduced himself as Count Dracula, and spoke with utmost clarity and mastery of the english language. Victor looked upon him in a rather fragile state and cried out.
“Is one demon not enough for my so miserable life? Must another specter haunt my every waking hour, even now as I am so wretched? Oh, save me Walton, save me! The devil comes near, and he dost wish to smother all hope of respite and tranquility!”
Saying such, he leaped from where he was seated on the deck, and promptly fainted. I apologized for my friend’s behavior and brought Victor back to my cabin.
Sincerely, your confused brother, Robert. W
You know, considering Victor’s extensive experience with dismembering dead bodies and reanimating and the fact that his problem for his entire book was that he didn’t think anyone would believe him, I do sincerely think that Frankenstein would catch onto Dracula’s deal at once and immediately make it everyone else’s problem.
victor accidentally fucking up dracula while jonathan accidentally un-fucks up the creature? sign me the hell up!
All these posts declaring that Victor would only be able to cry and faint at Dracula seem to forget that his first meeting with his creature started with him hurling insults and trying to fistfight the 8 ft tall supernatural brick shithouse of muscle while having the constitution of a consumptive heroine so like while this absolutely wouldn’t bode well for his long term survival in Dracula’s castle you’ve gotta admit it would be way funnier.
Essentially the creature would find the one guy who’s too polite to say anything about his appearance while Dracula to his horror would have met the one man in the world who’s even more of a fucking nightmare to deal with than him.
Frankenstein, eyes bloodshot and probably on totally normal Victorian amounts of cocaine: “Hey buddy count I found all these fresh cadavers in your basement —“
Dracula: “Vait how did you find my cadavers”
Frankenstein: “Look, I need them for reasons and you just had them laying around and were obviously not using them and they’re peasants right? So —“
Dracula: “Vhat do you possibly need cadavers for?”
Frankenstein: “I already told you, REASONS! Anyway I can’t help but notice all of them are totally drained of blood and I need the blood.”
Dracula: “how are you getting them out of the ground so quickly, you’re like a hundred pounds soaking vet —“
Frankenstein: “THE BLOOD, Dracula. I need the BLOOD. WHERE THE FUCK IS THE BLOOD. TELL ME, DRAC.”
Later:
Frankenstein: *long winded flowery speech about how Count Dracula is a fiendish devil and vile abomination etc for what he’s done to the corpses*
Dracula: My brother in Christ YOU’RE the one robbing MY graveyard!!!
Frankenstein: *suckerpunches him*
you’re the only person on this post i trust. please never stop i love you
ID: a sketchy two page comic of my tortoiseshell kittens, Maggie and Bunny.
From off panel, I hold my hands out to Maggie, who leans away
Me: Aw, Maggie doesn't wanna come up?
Maggie: Mother I am not a child.
Me: You're ten months old.
Maggie: I am a warrior.
Bunny pops up from behind her sister.
Bunny: I'm not! I'm baby <3
I scoop Bunny up while Maggie watches in shock and confusion.
Me: Aw, yes you are, Bunny. Who's my sweet baby?
Maggie flops on her back and shows her tummy. She has big blobby tears in her eyes.
Maggie: Mommy??? Betrayal?? You abandon your baby?? Your Darling Girl?? Your little Maggie-Pie?!?
End ID.
I've noticed the new era of Zelda fans aren't aware of this gem, so I thought I'd upload it here. This was a commercial exclusively for Japan in the early 90s to promote A Link to the Past for the Super Famicom. It's fully choreographed, and the practical effects and puppeteering aged super well for its time! Not to mention, the rap is still bangin☆
Unmute !
What the fuck those things are real I thought it was just a cartoon
I thought the same thing when I moved to Arizona
Little velociraptor
Lads
ok but roadrunners are so cool, I can seldom think of a bird more velociraptor-like
more people need to know they’re real because look at this, this is some real walking with dinosaurs shit
they have powerful legs allowing them to run up to 20mph and leap to impressive heights with ease
they are extremely swift and fearless, quick enough to take down a sizable rattlesnake and other large prey animals like lizards and mice
they have several unique adaptations to thermoregulate, such as the dark patch of feathers on their back which acts as a solar panel to absorb heat, or its crest that either releases or absorbs heat by exposing its skin
they have these long, stiff tailfeathers that they use as a counterbalance when running, very reminiscent of the rod-like tail of a dromaeosaur
and they are capable of bursts of flight/gliding with incredibly beautiful plumage
I’m genuinely shocked how many people think they’re made up, they are real and they are AWESOME
I love you Mr. Meepmeep
The Russian Santa Claus in Siberia (The eastern part of Russia situated in Asia). He’s known as Ded Moroz. -Merry Xmas from Universal Beauty
Winner of the Best-Dressed Santa Award, hands down!
meanwhile this level 100 wizard
Not quite. This is Yakutian Chys Khan, Ded Moroz’s northern “brother”. Russian Federation is a melting pot of different cultures, it’s not just slavs, don’t forget that.
This is Ded Moroz (a.k.a. Father Frost)
And here they are together
wow, don’t forget Snegurochka, his daughter, the snow maiden, who always accompanies him. She has a beautifuk kokoshnik crown that is essentially a big snowflake
or, more contemporarily, a cute toque
don’t leave her out :(
Ooh
Since this is back to my dash, I’ll add some more mebers to the Snow Wizard family! Buryatian Sagan Ubugun
Samoyedan Yamal-iri
Evenkia has a female one, Tugeni Enekehn, Mother Winter
Udurmutian Tol Babai
Karelian Pakkaine, the youngest one, he doesn’t even have a beard.
There are more. They annualy host “summits” and visit each-other across Russia.
Merry Christmas!
j
Correction: Снегурочка, The Snow maiden is a granddaughter of Дед Мороз.
Reblogging for it illustrates how diverse Russia actually is.
