Thinking about "Don't look a gift horse in the mouth" vs "Trojan Horse"
Are the horses trustworthy or not???
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Thinking about "Don't look a gift horse in the mouth" vs "Trojan Horse"
Are the horses trustworthy or not???
Of course not, Jesus is also a broad <3
May I suggest:
Jesus was likely trained as a carpenter as a child; was strong enough to overturn market tables on his own (John 2:15-16, Matthew 21:12-13); and is commonly depicted with medium-long hair and some sort of facial hair.
Conclusion: Jesus is actually "some bear"
You know, I finally realized why I hate elf so much, I'm the joke, the movie is laughing at me, for being autistic, the joke is look at this autistic man being weird and childish and laugh at him
Which kinda explains why I didn't like having it put on in school, it was kind of an implicit reminder that I am an other for having autism, even if unintentionally
The joke with buddy is he is a childlike overly enthusiastic adult man who can not read social signals, is far too trusting of others and is capable of doing things he likes with inhuman skill but nothing else. He even has a hyperfixation with Christmas. And having an autistic coded character is fine, good even, when they have depth beyond the Autism coding and are more than just the but of a joke (and I know it's a comedy film, but like that doesn't let it off the hook)
not my circus however the monkeys appear to be holding me hostage
not my circus but i bought a ticket and now the monkeys are holding the audience members at gunpoint???
not my monkeys, but they got out and now I have to do an improv bit with the other clowns to keep the audience distracted. wish me luck!
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This just in, the Winged Hussars were a government psyop!
Hey, Did you wrote this story Ahsoka learns recent Nubian History on Ao3?
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Yes, I am! I assume that you're the Rose who asked if I could take a fic request? I hadn't gotten around to answering your comment (dove right into writing the next chapter), but if you tell me what you're request is I can certainly give it a try. I'll warn you now that I've never taken a fic request before and it might be a little slow for the fic to show up, but I'll do my best!
P.S. - Thank you for asking on tumblr as well. I've been worried that I messed up the links I posted on my ao3 profile.
Studies on the Ravening Hordes: Understanding the Savage
Day 1: The college agreed to fund my expedition, and we set out from Marienburg today! I have been granted the services of Markus Hagen, a wizard of the bright college, and have managed to acquire a contract with Jacop Paulet’s Champion Hounds mercenary band. They seem to be good fellows, if a bit rough around the edges. I may have to ensure that they don’t try to hunt the norscans I intend to study.
Day 9: We have landed on the norscan coast. Rough seas forced our captain to anchor and unload us much further west than I expected, but it will do. The mercenaries were somewhat disappointed that we are not here to bring vengeance upon the raiders, but I trust captain Paulet to keep his men in line. We had very little trouble bringing our cargo off the ship, and the captain should return in three months with a full hold of cargo to resupply the men. We set up a main camp within a grove just a small march from the coast, and scouts have already been dispatched to identify any tribes of the savages in the area.
Day 12: Progress! The scouts identified a fairly large tribe not too far from our camp, and observed that the settlement was laid out fairly similarly to an imperial village. The greatest difference was the lack of any crop fields, though they do have livestock pens. It might be possible that the northerners never learned how to sow crops. Such a thing could possibly explain how they have never advanced as a society.
Day 16: We have undoubtedly been discovered by the savages! The scouts report that they have seen more guards around the largest houses and stationed near the livestock pens. I’m going to join the scouting team tomorrow to try and communicate with the tribals on the outskirts of the village. Hopefully I can convince them not to harm us.
Day 17: I managed to meet with one of the older members of the village. He was withered and frail, but I could still see the proud spirit in his eyes as we conversed in the norscan language. I explained my expedition's purpose of understanding the conditions in this land, and he promised to secure a meeting between me and the village chief. I need only wait for him to tell my scouts when and where the meeting will be. This could be a major breakthrough in preventing chaos!
Day 21: A message from the norscan! The eldar we talked to (his name is Oswald Loptsson, apparently) has arranged for a meeting at a cave between our camp and their village. He claims that his chief, Ufi the Serpent-eater, will be there to discuss the possibility of our expedition studying the daily life of the tribe. Apparently the tribe calls itself the ‘Glunbering’ people. Hopefully the meeting isn’t a trap.
Studies on the Ravening Hordes: Motivations of Chaos
It is well known in our time that champions of the dark gods march south from their savage frozen wastelands, bent on conquering the mortal world under the heel of an Everchosen. But in order to properly deny victory to these malignant beings, we must study the other reasons for their eternal war against civilization. What causes them to raid in times when there is no Everchosen? I make this proposition to the assembled colleges of magic in Altdorf today, that I be allowed to take an expeditionary force into the north to study the savage norscan tribes and learn of the reasons for their cruelty. In time, I hope to transform this simple hope of understanding into a force that may civilize the wretched northerners and lead them into blessed Sigmar's light, to join the empire in prosperity.
If the mighty collage of magic should provide basic funding for this expedition along with a wizard of the lore of fire, I plan to sail from Marienburg, where I will hire a mercenary company along with map-makers and a merchant to recover us after a year, across the Sea of Claws to make port directly across the water from Dietershafen. I will establish a base of operations not far from the coast, and begin observation of the norscan tribes in an attempt to understand what can be done to prevent the creation of new chaos champions.
Signed,
Ludolf Schmaltzkopf, witch hunter captain.
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we need a name for the opposite of a blorbo. an anti-blorbo if you will. a character you’ve been forced to encounter in dashboard wilderness so often it's now anathema to your fandom instincts. not a blorbo but a "hell no not this fucker again"
#Kriki from my Nos
The characters of Team Fortress 2 go through the plot of Princess Bride
My name is Scout Blu, you f#&!ed my mom, i'm gonna murder you SO hard!
cannonball!
do I have to do everything myself around here
mimics as synthetic boobs, yes or no?
Would that make them Booby Traps?
Oh no
OH NO IS THIS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE?
I believe it is sir.
How does it feel to have fallen to your own hubris?
NO STOP-
They were called the Beatles instead of the Beetles because they Be- wait what, they actually did that, nevermind joke canceled
J O H N
L E N N O N
does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw
We are each other's night sky. No one is alone here.
night sky continues to get brighter. theres always people here for you
Lets all feel a little braver together
fuck/marry/kill father son holy spirit
That's one guy, you fucking shit
Council of Nicea, 325 C.E.
what do you mean Heresy?
I want to be reexamined by scientists 50 years from now who find that my claims are unreplicable and my methodology flawed
the human desire to be unreplicable and flawed. incredibly broken and no clue why