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pyrobchilling

Oh shit I just realized I can post the "Gaussian Blur Wizard That Gaussian Blurs You" here

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zzoupz

his friend "Motion Blur Mage That Motion Blurs You"

blastovkatamarinecromancy

Their long suffering associate, the "Sharpen Cleric that Sharpens you (badly)"

artastic-foe

Nooo!!! What have you all unleashed upon us!?!

l4byr1nthz1

dont forget the chromatic abberation warlock that chromatically abberates you

vinnybox

may I add Mystic Mosiac who turns your quality waaaaaaay down

theo-window

What did he do to deserve this

rain-droplet

punished by the council

penworthy

Lately everything that happens feels like it was engineered in a lab to drive us all insane

We got Ghibli Park Tickets, Im so happy 😭

#this was such a hazzle for tickets lmao #havent been this jittery at 7am for a long time

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mothcub

It's kind of impressive that Tumblr still has the same broad atmosphere as always after all this time, but I do miss when it was more populated because there's really no other online space that feels so full of weird, fun, creative women just posting straight from the gut. Instagram is woman-heavy but it feels like posting is everyone's job there. Bluesky is more of a news feed for guys workshopping their current events tight five. Something wild and free about this place.

str8aura-no-not-that-one

never getting over how genuinely distressed tai lung looks when po does his shuffling trick. mid fight this man stops and panics because he cant figure out a childrens magic trick

hellsitegenetics

String identified: gttg g t ta g g tc. gt t a t a ac ca cat g t a c agc tc

Closest match: Micromussa lordhowensis genome assembly, chromosome: 3

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tgis is so fucking funny to me. they accidentally Rock Lee'd a retired racehorse

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imagine youre a fat horse and your new neighbour is a personal trainer

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sun wukong

konansgirlfriend

Was at the art museum earlier and i have a new favourite painting

konansgirlfriend

Is this not the cutest??? Its called ”Me and Brita” and this guy in 1895 was like ”i love this kid so much imma do a painting of us having fun so the world will always know how much i loved her and what a good time we had”

08-plaza

the painting in the background is looking at them like “my word what a cool pair”

cheltenhambolditalic

More specifically that is Carl Larsson with one of his 8 children.

He came from a extremely poor and abusive background but worked his way into fine society, where he fell in love with fellow artist Karin Bergöö, and his works shifted to painting his home life.

Painting titled "My Loved Ones"

[in reference to his career] "the most immediate and lasting part of my life's work. these pictures are of course a very genuine expression of my personality, of my deepest feelings, of all my limitless love for my wife and children."

more-is-toto

OMFG I used to work at Carl’s house which in now a museum in Falun, Sweden, and now his art is on my dash!

I could tell so many stories about this family, but to sum it up they lived the definition of what we would call a cottagecore life where both Carl and Karin worked as artists in their dream house that they designed and built together. It really was an artist’s home built with pure love, and also a big contrast to what a typical Swedish home looked like at the time. The late 1800s trend was to have a dark home with gothic vibes and brown and dark red colours. The Larsson’s home though is bright and colourful with big windows and homemade textiles sewn by Karin.

I also wanted to tell a bit about Brita, the cute little girl on her father’s shoulders in the painting in the original post. She was the fifth child of seven and felt sometimes like she didn’t get enough attention from her dad as a middle child in a big family. To get more time with her dad she would ask him to paint only her as often as possible since then she could talk to him without any of her siblings annoying them. This is how she became the most painted of all the children with hundreds of portraits made with her as the model. She was 89 years old when she died in 1982 and loved to talk about her childhood and those many, many painting sessions with dad.

This is one of my favourite paintings of Carl Larsson, A Viking Raid in Dalarna. Here we have all the children in a boat during a cool summer’s eve (from left, Pontus, Brita, Lisbeth, Ulf, Kersti, Esbjörn, Suzanne).

woodelf68

I reblogged this post too quickly before checking the notes and seeing this fantastic addition. I love how Brita came up with a solution to her problem -- wanting some undivided attention from her father -- in a way that worked for both of them.

jimkerk

the least realistic thing about star trek is that starfleet uniforms don’t have pockets and nobody complains about it

crisisoninfintefandoms

My instinct is to agree with this, but like, when I really think about it…

No money, no credit cards, identification is all vocal/fingerprints/retinal, so no wallet.

Again, doors are voice activated, or just unlocked by entering a code. No keys.

Communication devices are tiny and stick onto clothing starting in Next Gen. TOS had bulkier communication that they carried around or kept in, like, packs and stuff, so the arguments for pockets is a little more valid, and if I remember correctly, those costumes did have pockets, tho I could be wrong about that. But anything post TNG, the point is moot anyway.

Tricorders and phasers are really the only thing anyone’s carrying around, and that’s usually on away missions where they’d be bring their packs/holsters or just have them out. I mean, who wants to stick a phaser in their pocket?

So, yeah. There’s not much little stuff people need to carry around everywhere. And if they are preparing for a longer journey or want to bring bulkier things, well…just bring a bag. It fits more anyway.

jimkerk

what if i find a cool rock and want to take it home with me

fair-itself

Every time a member of the USS Enterprise has found a cool rock and taken it home, it has resulted in eleven deaths, six temporal displacements, the holodecks breaking again, and somebody getting turned into a lizard. Pockets are a privilege, not a right.