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Naffy aka Naffy Illustration (Japanese, based Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan) - Stay Warm, Mixed Media

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@ksuunja on twitter painted this omg

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we are already living in the cyberpunk future and i know this because within a span of 3 days we went from this tweet:

to thousands of people making phony images and replying to them with their passionate desire to have them as a tshirt to overload the bots with nonsense and junk and send out warnings to shoppers like this:

and now we even have people replying to pictures of baby yoda with “i want this on a tshirt” knowing how ravenous disney is being with copyright in hopes to get the stores taken down altogether

i dont know what it is about stuff like this and the whole turn mei into a symbol of hk protesters thing but, its really reassuring for some reason

pinkieperil

And the next step…

systlin

https://teezyli.com/

Holy shit y’all look at the front page of the site right now

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Oh my god

systlin

Anyway, I just emailed [email protected] to report the site for very evilly stealing Disney’s IP! Because obviously that is very evil and bad and shit.

anthropohedron

I’ve never seen such a perfect example of fighting fire with fire.

Holy fucking shit

I’m DYING.

😂😂😂

More accurately

NFT bots have met their match in the form of t-shirt bots stealing their 'exclusive' works. Here's how it's all going down.

The next generation…

https://www.gizmodo.com.au/2021/10/nft-bots-tshirt-online-twitter-war/

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by _wanderlustandwhiskey

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“Perhaps the reason this night looks so beautiful Is not because of these stars or lights, but us” - 소우주 (Mikrokosmos) BTS

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IG: babs.books

#all i ever think abouts queue

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IG: tometraveler

#all i ever think abouts queue

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IG: bookswithdorothy

#all i ever think abouts queue

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bookstagram 📚❤️

#all i ever think abouts queue

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“Books are a uniquely portable magic.” – Stephen King

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Luna, who was huddled in one of Fleur’s coats, crouched down and placed her fingers tenderly upon each of the elf’s eyelids, sliding them over his glassy stare. “There,” she said softly. “Now he could be sleeping.” Harry placed the elf into the grave, arranged his tiny limbs so that he might have been resting, then climbed out and gazed for the last time upon the little body. He forced himself not to break down as he remembered Dumbledore’s funeral, and the rows and rows of golden chairs, and the Minister of Magic in the front row, the recitation of Dumbledore’s achievements, the stateliness of the white marble tomb. He felt that Dobby deserved just as grand a funeral, and yet here the elf lay between bushes in a roughly dug hole. “I think we ought to say something,” piped up Luna. “I’ll go first, shall I?” And as everybody looked at her, she addressed the dead elf at the bottom of the grave. “Thank you so much Dobby for rescuing me from that cellar. It’s so unfair that you had to die when you were so good and brave. I’ll always remember what you did for us. I hope you’re happy now.”

She turned and looked expectingly at Ron, who cleared his throat and said in a thick voice, “yeah…thanks Dobby.” “Thanks,” muttered Dean. Harry swallowed. “Good bye Dobby,” he said It was all he could manage, but Luna had said it all for him. Bill raised his wand, and the pile of earth beside the grave rose up into the air and fell neatly upon it, a small, reddish mound. “D'ya mind if I stay here a moment?” He asked the others. They murmured words he did not catch; he felt gentle pats upon his back, and then they all traipsed back toward the cottage, leaving Harry alone beside the elf.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

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Best ever use of this meme imo

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When Caroline Walter of Freiburg, Germany died at the age of 16, her sister, ,Selma, had a sculptor cast a life size sculpture for the gravestone - Every morning since Caroline’s funeral, a fresh flower was found tucked in the crook of the arm, and still is to this day - Nobody knows who leaves it - Every single morning! - Caroline died in 1867 - For 146 years, someone has been leaving flowers…