Treasure Huntin’
an 18 page fancomic inspired by the inclusion of treasure spheres in KH3
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Treasure Huntin’
an 18 page fancomic inspired by the inclusion of treasure spheres in KH3
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In case you didn't see
John Mulaney decided to surprise the crowd for his show last night by having Dave Chappelle open up
Chappelle made transphobic and homophobic jokes, which Mulaney clapped for and hugged Chappelle as he got off stage
No one knew Chappelle would show up
Trans and gay people in the crowd were attacked by the comedian on stage without warning
If you care about trans people
If you care about gay people
You will not support either of them anymore
During a Friday performance on his “From Scratch” tour, comedian John Mulaney surprised his audience — and drew criticism from some fans — w
So fucked up. I used to like Mulaney.
@undrinkablesmoothie maybe share this version instead?
No. Just no. Ok?
So I used to make this joke all the time. Now I have chronic tinnitus. For those of you who don’t know what that is, it’s nerve damage in your ears which often comes as a result of being constantly exposed to very loud noise for a long period of time. The nerve damage results in a constant ringing/buzzing in your ears. So far there’s no cure. The severity of it varies, and I’m lucky to have a mild case, which I can barely hear during the day and is easy to block out at night. That said, loads of people with tinnitus aren’t so lucky. Severe tinnitus can’t be blocked out. Those who suffer from it also suffer from severe loss of sleep, depression, anxiety…. the list goes on. Tinnitus also comes with a degree of hearing loss in most cases, making it even harder to ignore. In fact, some people with severe tinnitus kill themselves just to make the ringing stop. Tinnitus can be so severe that it drives a person to suicide. Chronic tinnitus used to mostly be prevalent in older people who worked for years with loud machinery etc, but all of a sudden it’s becoming more common in our generation. Why? Because of people, like me, who listened to their music too goddamn loudly through their headphones.
Deaf by the time you’re 20? Please. That’s the least of your worries.
Please reblog. This post reminded me to move my music further away and turn it down. Someone else may need to be more cautious of their shit too.
SETTLE DOWN FOLKS BC I’M ABOUT TO TELL YOU A THING.
Roleplaying is a hobby. It’s a community where like-minded writers meet and create pieces of wonderful, imaginary, enjoyable pieces of writing with FOR FUN. Not as a job, not as a chore — as an escape from reality and as a way to express their emotions and their talents through words. Nobody has the right to feel inferior on here. Roleplaying is NOT, I REPEAT NOT A COMPETITION. If somebody portrays the same muse as you, so what? Every single person on this website has a unique way of writing — they bring their characters to life in the way that they see them through their own eyes. They’ve given a canon character magical powers? AWESOME. They’ve created a ship with a different character? GREAT. They’ve altered the characters personality so, instead of being evil, they’re reformed? THAT’S FABULOUS. If you have a problem with how somebody is portraying a certain muse, get off your high horse and keep your opinions to yourself. NOBODY ASKED FOR THEM.
Reblog if your character has killed someone.
A swirling vortex opens up in the lab, spitting out a small girl wearing what appeared to be a large fish-bowl on top of her head. Thankfully it wasn't broken, but it allowed her to breath a bit in the forien atmosphere. "Ow...where the hell am I?"
During his work hours, all attention went into whatever required his focus. Normally, nothing could so much as nudge him from it - normally, that is. A vortex opening up in the middle of his lab didn’t quite fit that bill, however.
“What in the pit - how did you get in here, human?!” Starscream growled as he turned from his latest project, more upset at being interrupted than anything.
The giggling came again, coming from inside his head now.
"Says the one who can’t think for himself! When is the last time you accomplished something of your own? Stealing the keys don’t count, as you wouldn’t have been able to use them without Megatons help! "
The words faded as large flames began to appear, the great heat being enough to cause harm to anyone.
Even those made of metal.
His frame flinched away from the flames, metal already feeling scorched from the strange blaze. What was this?! “What is it you’re after exactly, hm?” Starscream growled, pinning his wings back further to keep them as far from the fire as possible.
"I regret to inform you I have little to offer, and if all you intend is torture… I’ve spent eons at Megatron’s pedes, you’ll have to do much better than that!” Crimson optics flashed, denta bared with his challenge.
"One could say, I am after revenge. You hurt someone very close to me, and while she may be willing to forgive you, I am not so kind."
The flames get closer and closer, flicking his wings just so lightly.
"If you’re making comparisons, then that only prompts me to try harder. You really must learn how to control your tongue. "
"What - " The tormented mech spluttered, claws gouging into the metal floor. "Ah, I see - one of those Autobot pets, are you? It would figure.” He tried to move away from the flames, refusing to flinch lest this despicable human feel even an ounce of triumph.
"I regret to tell you, human, all is fair in war…I did only what was necessary. I’m sure your little friend has done something similar, she just refuses to admit it."
A loud growl erupted, a gigantic silhouette standing above the Seeker.
"WHAT HARM CAN A CHILD EVER DO! LUCY IS MORE INNOCENT THEN THE USUAL SPARKLING! "
A giant hand grabbed the mech, the touch of shadow nearly as hot as the flames below. He was brought to the head, revealing a large mouth with rows of sharp teeth.
" She was even willing to forgive your sorry ass! War may be war, but isolation is never a viable option for torture! Especially from a child! "
A swirling vortex opens up in the lab, spitting out a small girl wearing what appeared to be a large fish-bowl on top of her head. Thankfully it wasn't broken, but it allowed her to breath a bit in the forien atmosphere. "Ow...where the hell am I?"
During his work hours, all attention went into whatever required his focus. Normally, nothing could so much as nudge him from it - normally, that is. A vortex opening up in the middle of his lab didn’t quite fit that bill, however.
“What in the pit - how did you get in here, human?!” Starscream growled as he turned from his latest project, more upset at being interrupted than anything.
The giggling came again, coming from inside his head now.
"Says the one who can’t think for himself! When is the last time you accomplished something of your own? Stealing the keys don’t count, as you wouldn’t have been able to use them without Megatons help! "
The words faded as large flames began to appear, the great heat being enough to cause harm to anyone.
Even those made of metal.
His frame flinched away from the flames, metal already feeling scorched from the strange blaze. What was this?! “What is it you’re after exactly, hm?” Starscream growled, pinning his wings back further to keep them as far from the fire as possible.
"I regret to inform you I have little to offer, and if all you intend is torture… I’ve spent eons at Megatron’s pedes, you’ll have to do much better than that!” Crimson optics flashed, denta bared with his challenge.
"One could say, I am after revenge. You hurt someone very close to me, and while she may be willing to forgive you, I am not so kind."
The flames get closer and closer, flicking his wings just so lightly.
"If you're making comparisons, then that only prompts me to try harder. You really must learn how to control your tongue. "
"You wanna play Catwoman, I’ll be your Batman."
"Shut up and go back to sleep."
"We’ll do the alphabet. Start with F and end with U."
"You’re killing people…to death."
"There’s no such thing as fate."
"If I want the curly fries I will have the curly fries."
"By ‘significant and strange’ do you...
The 100 meme.
Send one for my muse reaction:
"You say having feelings makes me weak, but you're weak for hiding from them."
"Maybe life should be about more than just surviving."
"You care about him."
"You're the most beautiful broom in a broom closet of brooms."
"Touch me again and I'll end you. In a non-criminal way."
"He'd do anything for her, to protect her."
"If I'm going to take orders from you, I need a better reason."
"This is on you, princess. You should have kept your mouth shut."
"I can't lose you, too."
"Listen to me. I told you my life ended the day you were born, the truth is, it didn't start until then."
"I need you. We all need you. None of us would have survived this place if it weren't for you."
"Well, because right now I don't feel like being around anyone I actually like."
"Who we are and who we need to be to survive are two very different things."
"Wait a second. Why are you showing us this?"
"I don't even know who you are any more"
"I have what I need."
"If you're gonna kill me, get it over with."
"You don't want to do this. Trust me. There are some lines you can't uncross."
A mixture of quotes from the man himself and during his time as the famous Spock. Feel free to add more!!
"Logic is the beginning of wisdom, not the end."
"You proceed from a false assumption - I have no ego to bruise."
"The miracle is this - the more we share, the more...
Send me "Librarian!" + a number and I'll grab the closest book, flip to that page number, and make us a starter using a random line of text from said page!
venesasthoughts started following you
scooperduper started following you
The sir was prepared for it this time. His voice came through the com except it wasn’t his. ::State your business::
(Venesasthoughts side blog)
The red headed human looked around the strange place, the portals having brought her somewhere strange this time.
Then again, she had been brought to a place populated by humanoid frogs.
"I'm afraid I am a bit lost, can you please tell me where I am? "
A swirling vortex opens up in the lab, spitting out a small girl wearing what appeared to be a large fish-bowl on top of her head. Thankfully it wasn't broken, but it allowed her to breath a bit in the forien atmosphere. "Ow...where the hell am I?"
During his work hours, all attention went into whatever required his focus. Normally, nothing could so much as nudge him from it - normally, that is. A vortex opening up in the middle of his lab didn’t quite fit that bill, however.
“What in the pit - how did you get in here, human?!” Starscream growled as he turned from his latest project, more upset at being interrupted than anything.
A giggling sound bounced off the walls, though this time it resembled more of a young child.
"Well well well, look at you, mister high and mighty on his knees. How was your visit with your old friend? Was it fun? "
It took a moment for him to comprehend the words she spoke, to actually notice her presence - and then understanding hit him. "Y-You!" He snarled, wincing at his sudden turn despite having no real injuries. "What the frag was that?!"
"Now that is a question indeed, what just happened? Was that really your old master? Is this all in your head? What is this voice you keep hearing? Why do you hurt so much? Why did this have to happen to you? Why are you so pathetic? Why did the Autobots win? Why why why why why why? All of these, moving through your head, never leaving you alone. "
Suddenly, those very questions, along with many others, appeared around the mech, circling him with text in his own native tongue.
Why why why why why!
Starscream let out a strangled roar, clutching at his own helm. “Begone with you, pit-spawn! I know not what sort of tricks you’re using, but I won’t allow it! My mind is my own!”
But was it, really? He’d been questioning it for some time, what with the cortical psychic patch forced upon him by Megatron. Who knew what twisted seeds of madness he might have placed! But no, he was absolute in his certainty that even his former lord would not stoop so low as to torment him with a fleshling.
The giggling came again, coming from inside his head now.
"Says the one who can't think for himself! When is the last time you accomplished something of your own? Stealing the keys don't count, as you wouldn't have been able to use them without Megatons help! "
The words faded as large flames began to appear, the great heat being enough to cause harm to anyone.
Even those made of metal.
A swirling vortex opens up in the lab, spitting out a small girl wearing what appeared to be a large fish-bowl on top of her head. Thankfully it wasn't broken, but it allowed her to breath a bit in the forien atmosphere. "Ow...where the hell am I?"
During his work hours, all attention went into whatever required his focus. Normally, nothing could so much as nudge him from it - normally, that is. A vortex opening up in the middle of his lab didn’t quite fit that bill, however.
“What in the pit - how did you get in here, human?!” Starscream growled as he turned from his latest project, more upset at being interrupted than anything.
A giggling sound bounced off the walls, though this time it resembled more of a young child.
"Well well well, look at you, mister high and mighty on his knees. How was your visit with your old friend? Was it fun? "
It took a moment for him to comprehend the words she spoke, to actually notice her presence - and then understanding hit him. "Y-You!" He snarled, wincing at his sudden turn despite having no real injuries. "What the frag was that?!"
"Now that is a question indeed, what just happened? Was that really your old master? Is this all in your head? What is this voice you keep hearing? Why do you hurt so much? Why did this have to happen to you? Why are you so pathetic? Why did the Autobots win? Why why why why why why? All of these, moving through your head, never leaving you alone. "
Suddenly, those very questions, along with many others, appeared around the mech, circling him with text in his own native tongue.
Why why why why why!
Beautiful native american wisdom. I first heard this tale in a native american course at uni
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No one calls me a chicken
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A swirling vortex opens up in the lab, spitting out a small girl wearing what appeared to be a large fish-bowl on top of her head. Thankfully it wasn't broken, but it allowed her to breath a bit in the forien atmosphere. "Ow...where the hell am I?"
During his work hours, all attention went into whatever required his focus. Normally, nothing could so much as nudge him from it - normally, that is. A vortex opening up in the middle of his lab didn’t quite fit that bill, however.
“What in the pit - how did you get in here, human?!” Starscream growled as he turned from his latest project, more upset at being interrupted than anything.
The tyrant only grinned, tugging a couple more times until he did the unthinkable.
One missing appendage, clangking on the ground.
"That takes care of that, so long "Lord Starscream." "
And with that, the mech vanished completely, dropping the Seeker to be alone in his uselessness.
Had he still possessed the ability to form rational thought, he would have realized that a mech doesn’t just disappear, that he was, in fact, more or less, laying crumpled on the floor of his lab with both wings still intact. Had the mind trick not been so unimaginably realistic, he would have crushed the offending human who possessed the gall to inflict such a crime against him.
As it was, he was instead ex-venting harshly, his gasps more static than anything - the pain - it felt every bit as horrendous and unbearable as if his wing had truly been torn off.
A giggling sound bounced off the walls, though this time it resembled more of a young child.
"Well well well, look at you, mister high and mighty on his knees. How was your visit with your old friend? Was it fun? "