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destiny2-names

Funniest visual bugs I've personally encountered in D2 (in no particular order)

1: shaved Crow

2: Zavala with a threatening aura

3: The original flying Corsair

4: Telesto finally ate him

5: A Headless One appears!

6: Dang she really is trying to get out of her own skin

7: Why are you pink?

getlucentd

a little palicia painting i did today

jonathanssweatercollection

loving the lord of the rings so far

handmed0wnart

parsbooks

My addition to the #eridianwelcomingcommitee! Thank you to @justcakethanks !

giuliadrawsstuff

You are loved.

rockrockgrace

Do you think Eridians have some sort of 'rock skipping' sport, where the ones with flatter carapace shoot themselves across a lake and and the ones that go the farthest/have the best form win? Kind of like human diving competitions, but horizontal??

@forestglade YOU'RE A GENIUS YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT

(It's one of Grace's favourite Eridian Sports!)

cookieiswriting

@stick-eridian-collection

itsame-a-mio

Happy Pride Month to everyone who gets this joke, laughed at it, or isn’t a homophobic or transphobic etc asshole.

Happy Pride Everyone.

Stay Gay.

karlovycross

Summer Berry Mix 🍓🫐 ♡⊹˚₊

unheardoracle

I love characters who are like "I'm a terrible person" but when you look closer it's more like

"I adapted to survive something and now I don't know how to stop being that version of myself."

frogmood

500 years from now there’s gonna be some film historian who’s entire career is built off of searching for a copy of goncharov

rainstormyday

and they're never gonna find it cuz they fucking took it off poob

hiseumingo

A familiar voice brings comfort and steadies the addled mind, but there is an undoubted absence that cannot be traced...

Art trade for @livdfree!

paksthestoic

I love the “captain’s log” mechanism in Star Trek as a method for time skips and exposition.

I am, however, devastated that we never got an episode where any captain’s voiceover is strained and slow. very precise about the events they’re describing. While the screen itself is showing the most batshit insane events and making it clear that the captain is trying VERY HARD to keep everyone involved out of a court martial.

wigglywiggly

Date ε๑з

Hand cramps cannot stop me from drawing my favorite ship yurified.

frogmunist-deactivated20190724

A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, “My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?” The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound. The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, “We can’t tell you. You’re not a monk.” The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry way. Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery. The monks accept him, feed him, even fix his car. That night, he hears the same strange noise that he had heard years earlier. The next morning, he asks what it is, but the monks reply, “We can’t tell you. You’re not a monk.” The man says, “All right, all right. I’m *dying* to know. If the only way I can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, how do I become a monk?” The monks reply, “You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these numbers, you will become a monk.” The man sets about his task. Forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, “I have traveled the earth and have found what you have asked for. There are 145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth.” The monks reply, “Congratulations. You are now a monk. We shall now show you the way to the sound.” The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, “The sound is right behind that door.” The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He says, “Real funny. May I have the key?” The monks give him the key, and he opens the door. Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone. The man demands the key to the stone door. The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind that door is another door, this one made of sapphire. So it went until the man had gone through doors of emerald, silver, topaz, and amethyst. Finally, the monks say, “This is the last key to the last door.” The man is relieved to no end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind that door he is amazed to find the source of that strange sound. But I can’t tell you what it is because you’re not a monk

the-desolated-quill

Originally posted by disneyasastrology

violent-darts

BWAHAHAHAHAH.

kvothe-kingkiller

the way i learned this, it was always told through spoken word. And you’d do the door thing for ages. AGES. literally just making up any old material. ‘behind the foam door is a door made of spinach’ that kind of shit. Go on until whoever is listening has already begged you to stop and has now gone on to pleading, clutching your shirt on their knees pleading. And when you finally said the last line? People went fucking nuts Like there was a good chance of just getting the teeth knocked out of you after telling that joke.

A friend of mine did that shit for 30 minutes on a camp once. The entire fucking bus just exploded in anger when she finished. It was a fucking massacre.