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@sweetjesuswhatanatheist
..süßi aesthetic..
“Kleine Anmerkung: Cyrille Nomberg ist keine Frau, sondern ein Kerl. Er ist super nett und ich hab ihm vor einem Jahr den Podcast gezeigt und etwas übersetzt und dann waren wir E-Mail-Buddys <3 er ist so ein Herz und dein Podcast verbindet echt :D und er baut gerne Murmelbahnen”
Ja, das hat nichts mit Spülmaschinen zu tun, aber ich wollte, dass dich diese Nachricht erreicht aka dich hart zuspammen!
Zieht euch mal den Animationsfilm rein :D Ist echt witzig
If you enjoy the awesome podcast Hello from the Magic Tavern, I bet you’d enjoy this aquatic parody of it!
(Seven dragons and a baby but it is Arnie’s mermaid version being sad.)
Ein Neuanfang
Passend zum neuen Jahr wird dieser Account wieder ein wenig mehr Schwung erhalten! In den letzten zwei Jahren habe ich euch hier kaum mehr auf dem neuesten Stand gehalten, aber das soll sich ändern: Neue Illustrationen, neue Fotografien, Animationen und auch Templates und Entwürfe möchte ich euch hier von nun an zeigen.
Passend dazu würde ich mich freuen, von euch Feedback zu erhalten: Was würde euch hier interessieren? Welche Art von Zeichnungen oder Designarbeiten gefallen euch am meisten?
Ich bin gespannt auf Eure Ideen und freue mich diese Zeite wieder aus dem Schlamm der Vergessenheit herauszuziehen.
Passend dazu habe ich auch meine Webseite überarbeitet, schaut doch mal vorbei!
back from the underground B)
Hellu.
DREAM DADDY TRASHPOST
If you are not into that kind of trashy content I am really sorry, please just skip this entry. Also this is spoilerfree!
BUT. During Hugo’s second date there is a sequence in which Hugo and the protagonist discuss jelly bracelets, also called “snap-bracelets” or “sex-bracelets”. It refers to a myth or trend in which middle schoolers wear color-coded plastic bracelets in order to nonverbally communicate their sexual or love life. (Also, there is a game called “snap-game” in which people try to snap the hard-to-break bracelets off each other. If it works, the person “has to” commit the act that is represented by the color of the bracelet. Or something like that. I am not young anymore and last heard of it when I was sixteen. Also, I think it is crazily unhealthy and stupid. ANYWAY)
Carmensita (as you can see in the picture) is wearing exactly those kind of wobbly cheap plastic bracelets. In green, orange and blue.
But what sexual or romantic acts do the colours represent?
GREEN: Willingness to perform oral sex on a girl (according to this source) (Also according to this source)
ORANGE: Willingness to kiss (according to this source and also this source)
BLUE: Willingness to perform oral sex on a boy (according to this source and this source)
So yeah, there you have it, Carmensita is probably sexually open and bisexual?
Please do not take this too seriously, friends.
*Ah, also, on the right hand she wears a yellow one that looks kind of shimmery, so it could also represent a gold or glittery yellow (which would either represent “make out” (source) or “hug” (source) or “whatever the boy wants” or “whatever the girls wants” (source) “handjob” (source)
Scratch off paper etching by me (also, check out my art account that has not been updated in two years. cause why not.)
I’ll try to upload stuff on here again.
Oh look who is back.
That’s right. It’s me. hello friends.
yall realize that saying macbeth is only bad luck if ur in the theatre
All the worlds a stage
ill fight you
Meet me in the pit
no the orchestra is there
This image hurts my brain more than the original debate ever did. Brains are dumb.
i wanted to like make sure this was legit and stuff so i took a section of the left and stretched it over to the right and jesus fuck
rb for the last pic being the best demonstration by far
That's so cleverly made!
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Done for a 2015/16 Secret Santa exchange on Deviantart for @rariorana!! his dumb complicated outfit almost stopped me several times
restaurant fam <3
Okay guys, hands down, this is amazing. And amazingly funny, since two of the dancers are my childhood friends and I would have never associated them with anything like elegant, partially explicit or flirtatious dancing and they are so awesomely styled aswell!
It is their first video, so leave some encouraging or productively critical comments!
Anyway. It is cool. Check it out.
It took me over a year to let my nails grow again, so I painted them with a daisy motive in order to encourage myself to keep them unharmed. I sometimes feel very awkward since I bite nails whenever I’m nervous and I have been nervous a lot in the past, but ... right now everything ist fine.
Well, what can I say: ... I like rocks.
Composers At a Party
Handel: having the time of his life until his giant wig catches fire
Bach: attends, but busy working the whole time. Smiles grimly at how people use the word ‘fugue’ in puns.
Beethoven: doesn’t show up. He has better things to do.
Mozart: chattering merrily and drunkenly away, telling filthy jokes. He is the reason that the décor involves giant papier mâchée phalluses.
Haydn: generally quite enjoying himself, but having to do that teacher thing of trying not to feel awkward when seeing one’s students in public.
Schubert: the first one to get really smashed and pass out under a table. He has ‘Mushroom’ written in lipstick on his forehead.
Chopin: if he shows up at all, he just stands by himself and coughs
Liszt: will have had sex with everyone by the end of the night
Brahms: crying into his beer (and beard) about Clara
Schumann: blowing raspberries at Brahms while Clara isn’t watching
Rossini: drinking wine and throwing shade at Richard ‘Dick’ Wagner
Wagner: completely oblivious to Rossini, making the sort of offensive remarks that cause others to nod and smile nervously
Shostakovich: sometimes has a salty attitude, but everyone loves him
J. Strauss: gets everyone in the room to waltz with him until Mozart has them all drunkenly square dancing and he gives up
Stravinsky: it’s 2am, and he has everyone doing strange, occult, and utterly soused activities that nobody will remember in the morning
Britten: stays for a little while, but gets uncomfortable with Mozart’s décor and leaves
Messiaen: is at church, you heathens. i mean sure, he’s doing acid and communing with birds, but still. C H U R C H
Lutyens: no one can tell if she thought this was a Hallowe’en costume party or if she just always dresses like this. holding court near the bar with a fruity drink casually in hand and telling increasingly unlikely stories about her time in the movies to a circle of enthralled onlookers
Boulez: throws a violent hissy fit at one point and has to be removed by security
Nadia Boulanger: [is security]
Tailleferre: came here with a bunch of friends who all promptly abandoned her to get smashed
Cage: definitely came to this party already smashed. unless that was just an act? hard to tell. also: why are there so many mushrooms???
Tchaikovsky: replaced all the party poppers with actual cannons and is now angstily sulking in the corner. also quietly wondering how mozart can be so immature yet write such sophisticated music
Scriabin: has plans to go out and party the hardest out of everyone but stays at home because of a pimple on his upper lip and trips on acid instead.
Salieri: helps himself to the dessert and totally didn’t spike Mozart’s drink. I swear I didn’t spike his drink. I swear I didn’t
Schoenberg: generally has a weird sense of humor and also sits in a corner talking to himself half the time and tells awkward riddles when people approach him
Glass: repeats himself repeats himself repeats himself repeats himself repeats himself repeats himself repeats himself repeats himself
Clara Schumann: literally everyone is lowkey in love with her but she’s completely oblivious to everyone except Robert
Mahler: walks around hitting things with a hammer
Satie: walks around counting the things Mahler hit with the hammer
Mendelssohn: Enthusiastically tells all his buddies that J. S. Bach is here too and that he’s really excited to finally meet his hero but can’t muster the courage to talk to him in person so he just sketches Bach from afar
Berlioz: Tripping on psychedelic drugs while playing the guitar and whining that senpai wouldn’t notice him.
Rachmaninoff: just wants to go home. Save him
Vivaldi: is standing in the corner hyperventilating at the speed and intensity of a billion violin concertos
Mussorgsky: has drunk all the alcoholic beverages. Now there is no more alcoholic beverage left to spare because all of it has been drunk by the beardy hairy mess lying on the floor that is Mussorgsky. All hail Mussorgsky *hic*
HoW DaRe *hiC* yOU maKE SuCH aN AmuSPtIon?¿ I aM INSLUTED *hic*
Gershwin: Found the piano and is writing slightly bawdy tunes about the other party goers
Čiulionis: avoids the party and takes a walk with Sofija until early morning instead
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