it blows my mind when high school teachers think college professors are super professional when this is a literal email i got from my stat professor an hour ago
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if i look back, i am lost
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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it blows my mind when high school teachers think college professors are super professional when this is a literal email i got from my stat professor an hour ago
@go-to-sturgeonsaresurgeons submitted:
Prepared for Halloween.
you people are literally out there getting ready to hand out my shitposts to trick r treaters and i could not be more proud and filled with trepidation
Do it you maniacs
Dark Meat Hunter: Picking Up The Trail
So a while back I had this idea about how, in Star Wars, Coruscant has regularly been expieiencing massive food shortages since at least the Clone Wars, and how there’s probably a lot of money to be made hunting the various Mutants, invasive species, escaped zoo specimens and other meat wandering around the bowels of the city.
So, finally, here’s an Illustration of a Dark Meat Hunter at work.
She’s a specialist in the rare ungluates that can be found in small herds in the quieter parts of the city. Cliff-dwelling mineral lickers were probably brought over for some bourgie table, then promptly escaped and learned to frolick on the less-observed ledges of buildings. Shy nocturnal creatures, with massive black eyes and eerily quiet hooves come up from the depths on lower-light nights to forage in the undercity dumpsters.
They’re some of the tastiest things running wild through the city, but also a real pain in the ass to find. If she finds them, however, she can charge top dollar for the meat and hide and bones and entrails and- well, nothing gets wasted down here.
She’s wearing her clan identification paint- Putting food on people’s tables is hardly a solo operation- she’ll have to take it to a butcher, sell it through a clan stall, and will probably bank her earnings with the clan- who’d trust a government bank down here? They take a cut, but it’s better than getting robbed by rival hunters and being left with nothing at all. Mess with a hunter, mess with the entire clan.
She is dressed for a variety of weather conditions- it gets cold fast without direct sunlight- and wears reflective Neon stripes that deliniate her silhouette as humanoid to anyone down here. It’s not really risking her camoflage- here, bright lights help you blend in with the neons- and it prevents other hunters from shooting her on accident because they thought she was a Mutant Sewer Rat in the darkness.
Media: Firealpaca Stock Pose by PhelanDavion of DeviantArt
Reblogging from my art blog to my main!
Mr. and Mrs. Smith (2005), dir. Doug Liman
Last night i had a dream where legolas straight up shot someone with a gun
legolas what does your scoped .50 caliber barrett m82 rifle see
they!!! matched!!! for prom!!!!
there’s no straight explanation for this
my mind says college but my heart says isolated sheep herder in Iceland
scorpia appreciation post
mom friend
Me: *with my dick in your mouth* Man your eyes are pretty wtf
Others at S.H.I.E.L.D. saw an opportunity in my affliction. They built me a containment suit so I could control my phasing and trained me to be a stealth operative. They weaponized me. I stole for them, spied for them. I killed for them. And in exchange for my soul? They were going to kill me.
slytherin squad pt. 3: snake masquerade
trick or treating with three of your past lives?
This shouldn’t be as cute as it is.
Never too late, for a concept full of this much d'aww.
I spent my life in foreign lands. So many men have tried to kill me, I can’t remember all their names. I have been sold like a brood mare. I have been chained and betrayed, raped and defiled. Do you know what kept me standing through all those years in exile? Faith. Not in any gods, not in myths and legends - in myself.
They’re such flirts.
Medieval Star Wars | by Eli Hyder
New level of #academicdrama
This dude just called himself out in his own footnotes???
“Notoriously complacent in this regard is Freudenberg (1993).”
……but you *are* Freudenberg (1993) even though you’ve Evolved into Freudenberg (2001).