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butterbrnttoast

my guide on drawing markiplier :3 2026 update!

EDIT: I MEANT 5 1/2 HEADS FOR HIS HEIGHT... 5 1/2 HEADS!!!

avahkadoo

We are in deep now

butterbrnttoast

the most dangerous game...

tophatting

5 Times The Golden Flower in The Dark World Addressed Me By Name And Told Me He Was Going To Marry My Dad

cosmovain

like i cannot stop thinking abt moaning beatboxing accordion Its So.

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mysterious wind

gets blown away allllll away into the night goodbye foever

fishing-princess

For thousands of years humanity has selectively bred chickens to have larger breasts and to have to lay eggs constantly. We did it to get more meat and per chicken, but from the perspective of the domesticated chickens they’re sorta living in a very specific fetish scenario

aliceoverzero

The first tags I see on this are absolutely inspired. Incredible pervert lesbian website.

sketchupnfries

Felt like drawing a short and cute PHM comic thing

spedles

TENNA W YAYYAAYAYAY

He’s gonna be so annoying about this forever now 💖

hatboxapril

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couldn't pass this up

dogpuppy

nineteenyearoldmeblog

im fucking crying

tilthat

TIL Ray Bradbury first titled Fahrenheit 451 “The Fireman”, then called a local fire station to ask what temperature it would take to actually ignite books. The responding firemen placed him on hold and burnt a book, then reported that the heat required was “Fahrenheit 451″.

via reddit.com

fourlughero

That’s such a fire fighter thing to do.

“You know what? That’s a good question. I’m gonna put you on hold while I find out”

verdigrisvagabond

My dad used to design kitchens at Lowe’s and one day he got a dude from one of the national labs looking to buy a countertop. Dad sent him home with a sample of a quartz-composite countertop to make sure the color will look good with his existing cabinets. The dude asks my dad what the composition of the countertop is and whether it’ll melt if he puts a pot on it (since it’s a composite and not pure stone) and Dad gives him some rough numbers and reassures him that it won’t melt if he puts a hot pan on the counter. The dude comes back with week later without the sample. The dude gives dad a detailed list of the countertops composition, to the nearest hundredth of a percentile, and the exact temperature it melts at, because he took it to his lab and melted it down. tldr, it’s not just firefighters.

kaijuunibyou

Imagine giving someone a sample of the granite you use to make countertops and they come back a few days later just to tell you they fucking dematerialized it

ferrous-princess

Ok, but this is just, like, what people do if they have access to equipment. We just… put shit in it. Just to see. At this point, I’ll try and hit just about anything with an arc, just to see. I’ll sand and polish anything you’ll let me, if I’m bored enough. If I had a machine that could melt something down and tell me exactly what was in it? I’d be just waiting for parts of my world to become “trash” so I could de-materialize it and turn it into knowledge of what it was.