, biblically accurate angel spare parts????

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, biblically accurate angel spare parts????
back to watching TOS.
question: why is Kirk constantly shirtless??? i mean, it's not something bad, just makes me wanna congratulate him on his top surgery or sth
this will be the year I finally convince everyone to abandon New Year's resolutions in favour of Yule Boasting, the clearly superior tradition
allow me to explain. Yule boasting is an old Norse tradition of getting shitfaced at the winter solstice feast and standing up to proclaim all the great, infamous, and wildly improbable deeds you will perform in the coming year. can range from an unlikely but technically possible claim, like "I'm going to rob 300 banks", to something you'd have to bend the laws of the universe to actually accomplish, like "I'm going to punch a god in the dick and steal his horse". these are not plans. they're not even goals. they're the things you'd do in a self-insert superhero fanfic. and honestly all I want this holiday season is for a bunch of friends to go all in on this nonsense with me and hype ourselves up in ways previously unimaginable
piter de vries be like:
sapho is red
so is feyd's hair
shall we go into my lil villain's lair
i present to you
â¨The Shai-Hulud songâ¨
(y'all know the tune)
Top reasons for there to be a kneeling knight emoji
- Defending women online
- Offering women support when they are in distress
- Commenting on a woman's selfie
- Offering to kill people bothering your online friend
- Sexual reasons
having audio processing issues is so humiliating like yeah i heard you and yeah i was actively listening but the problem is i dont know what the fuck you sayed
Drop this sunflower đť into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! Let's spread some sunshine âď¸
*happy creechur squeaks*
a list of 100+ buildings to put in your fantasy town
academy
adventurer's guild
alchemist
apiary
apothecary
aquarium
armory
art gallery
bakery
bank
barber
barracks
bathhouse
blacksmith
boathouse
book store
bookbinder
botanical garden
brothel
butcher
carpenter
cartographer
casino
castle
cobbler
coffee shop
council chamber
court house
crypt for the noble family
Inside me are two wolves
One is book Haldir who is welcoming and kind and hopeful
The other is movie Haldir who is snarky and reticent
i found a tiny pumpkin
and made it a tiny menace heheheheh
Compiled some basic information I know about drawing fat characters for beginners since I've been seeing more talk about absence of really basic traits in a lot of art lately.
Morpho Fat and Skin Folds on Archive.org (for free!)
shout-out to everyone whose bodies are often not even considered "non-traditionally" beautiful due to disability; large scars from surgeries, disproportionate bodies or limbs, muscle issues and degeneration, people who need mobility aids, people whose weight - no matter what weight they are - isn't distributed in a way that is considered any type of attractive. i see y'all, solidarity, we're all beautiful in ways people don't know how to see yet. that's on them and not us
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Imma need this eventually cause they donât teach you jack squat in school
Ima schedule to reblog this when Iâm 16.
Ima need this eventually
same fam.
Pfffft iâm 32 and I still need some of this advice
Reblogging now for future me
Iâm sure future me will need at least one of these links.
Youâre an ancient Greek man coming home from 4 months of war to find your wife 3 months pregnant. Now youâve embarked on a solemn quest: to punch Zeus in the face.
Soon after you begin your quest, you encounter another man in a similar situation. You decide to join forces, as two mortal men stand a better chance at punching Zeus than one. Two villages over, you encounter a woman who had relations with Zeus and was left with a highly aggressive half-boar half-man offspring. She too feels your anger and offers to join your quest. By the time you reach Mount Olympus, youâve amassed a large and formidable army of cuckolded/ravished mortals, demigods with daddy issues, mythical creatures with scores to settle, and a seamstress who youâre pretty sure is Hera in disguise. Zeus never stood a chance.
What I find best about this scenario is that the original wife probably expected to be murdered for her infidelity at worst or have her relationship with her husband ruined as he grew to resent her baby, at best.
Instead this man looked at his beloved and said, âwho did it?â
And she replied âZeus,â accepting he probably wouldnât believe her.
And then he sighed, strapped his sandals back on and said, âIâll be back before the baby is born.â
âWhere are you-?â
âThe lord of the sky came into my house, molested my wife in my bed and ate my food. I am going to settle the score.â
âDarling, heâll kill you.â
âHe may try, if he would like.â
Youâre so right, that IS the best part.
Iâm personally caught up on the seamstress.
âThe pathway up Olympus is guarded by dozens of traps and perils strong enough to thwart even the Titans. How are we going to get past all ofâŚâ the shepherd boy with golden eagle feathers gestured uselessly at the slopes above them, particularly the herd of eight-legged goats snorting fire.
âThereâs a way around,â Yiorgos said, though he was not specifically asked. But he had been the first to begin the march on Olympus, and so felt obligated to take the lead whenever possible, âIn the stories thereââs always a way around whatever obstacles the Gods place in our way.â
He hadnât meant the words to come out as a question, but they had that lilt to them none-the-less. And even though he hadnât meant it to be a question, much less a question directed at anyone specific, it was directed at one all the same. Just as the eagle-feathered shepherd boyâs had.
âWay I heard it,â a womanâs voice said. Rough with the Mycenaean Greek equivalent of a backwoods accent, and with the depth of a farmerâs wife who straps cattle to her back to carry to market, âthereâs a back path. Hidden behind an invisible door that only one key in the world can open.â Everyoneâs eyes had turned to the broad older woman in heavy shawl sitting amidst supplies in the foremost cart. âLeast, thatâs what my grand-mammy always told me.â she added after a moment of dozens of eyes on her.
âOh, we were so foolish!â That was Lydia, a lithe waif of a woman, many months pregnant, sitting opposite the seamstress in the wagon. âOf course thereâd be a.. a quest. Theyâd keep such a key in the depths of Tartarus or in the golden chariot of Apollo, or, or-â
âOrâ, the older woman cut her off in a voice both firm, but much gentler than she used on anyone else, âheâs like all husbands and has been promising to move the key someplace better for the past three thousand years but hasnât gotten around to it.â She gestured vaguely to the hillside, âHonestly, I wouldnât be surprised if it was under, say, that bush right over there.â
It was. Of course. And everyone in the caravan agreed that it had been a very lucky and wise guess from the nameless woman and for the upteenth time since she first sat herself down in the front wagon and announced she was coming along with no further explanation, each and every last member very purposefully gave no further thought to the matter.
having online friends who are busy is just like. I LOVE YOU. I miss you. YOU GOT THIS. I'm giving you space to work. I LOVE YOU.
reminder to everyone i haven't talked to lately: I love you. we'll be fine. I LOVE YOU. I am waiting for you. I hope you are well. I love you.
Gurney @ Duncan
- Aye Duncan!
- Sorry, duncan't today
- Ah, c'mon, Idaho!
- Yeah you are indeed da ho