lesleyariel
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More Muppet Princess Bride fan art! I didn't feel a need to Muppetify this line at all, I feel like Piggy saying this and then cutting to Kermit's trademark eyes is funny enough. Hopefully ya'll agree!
I spent way too much time wondering if I should change "Farm boy" to "Farm frog" but farm boy just sounded better.
I intended to draw Kermit with the same expression Westley has in the film, but it's hard to resist giving Kermit at least a slight smile. So let's just say he's smiling because he genuinely appreciates Piggy's compliment.
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Willow textposts part 3/?
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Something that literally changed my life was working with a friend on a coding thing. He was helping me create an auto rig script and was trying to explain something to me but his words were just turning into static in my brain. I was tired and confused and there was so many new concepts happening.
I could feel myself working toward a crying meltdown and was getting preemptively ashamed of what was about to happen when he said, “Hey, are you someone who benefits from breaks?”
It broke me.
Did I benefit from breaks? I didn’t know. I’d never taken them.
When a problem frustrated or upset me I just gritted my teeth and plowed through the emotional distress because eventually if you batter and flail at something long enough you figure it out. So what if you get bruised on the way.
I viscerally remembered in that moment being forced to sit at the table late into the night with my dad screaming at me, trying to understand math. I remembered taking that with me into adulthood and having breakdowns every week trying to understand coding. I could have taken a break? Would it help? I didn’t know! I’d never taken one!
“Yes,” I told him. We paused our call. I ate lunch. I focused on other stuff for half an hour. I came back in a significantly better state of mind, and the thing he’d been trying to explain had been gently cooking in the back of my head and seemed easier to understand.
Now when I find myself gritting my teeth at problems I can hear his gentle voice asking if I benefit from breaks. Yes, dear god, yes why did I never get taught breaks? Why was the only way I knew to keep suffering until something worked?
I was relating to this same friend recently my roadtrip to the redwoods with my wife. “We stopped every hour or so to get out and stretch our legs and switch drivers. It was really nice. When I was a kid we’d just drive twelve hours straight and not stop for anything, just gas. We’d eat in the car and power through.”
He gave a wry smile, immediately connecting the mindset of my parents on a road trip to what they’d instilled in me about brute forcing through discomfort. “Do you benefit from breaks?” he echoed, drawing my attention to it, making me smile with the same sad acknowledgement.
Take breaks. You’re allowed. You don’t have to slam into problems over and over and over, let yourself rest. It will get easier. Take. Breaks.
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The haunting ancient Celtic carnyx being played for an audience. This is the sound Roman soldiers would have heard their Celtic enemies make.
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the establishment fears this.
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Little friend, today I finished it.
“How’s your WIP going?”
"Have you made any progress?”
“How close are you to being done?”
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And another thing about Lucien! I truly believe he is just “being loved and chosen by one (1) person” away from being fixed. Like, that’s all he needs. Just one person who says “you’re my guy” and means it with their whole heart. His entire psyche would start to mend. Just the “all in” love of one person.
I love Az. But he could be chosen and loved and would still need at least three (3) more books to work on his shit.
#acotar#sara j maas#lucien vanserra#Lucien#elain x lucien#elucien#azriel#elriel#maasverse#crescent city#hofas
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— Jay Vespertine; not from a book but from an actual conversation.
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This is perfect and I’m picturing Worf looking very satisfied in a vest that holds a bunch of weapons including a bat’leth across his back. Picard has a mug cozy.
This comic was inspired by a post that I cannot find [redacted rant about how much tumblr's search function is the closest there is tho pure evil]. So you know, if anyone has that post hand it I will actually make you a silly litltle doodle.
#star trek#lt commander data#star trek tng#st tng#data tng#star trek fanart#star trek comics#geordi la forge#worf#jean luc picard
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I would pay $100 to drink a glass of wine with him while he tells me all about it for an hour. And I’d pay another $25 to have one of his family members say, “that was lovely, dear, she has to go now,” once the hour is up because I think he could go on for much longer.
#geology#scotland#maps#I love when people info dump actually#tell me about your thing#especially if it’s rocks
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Au where Goncharov and Andrey survive everything, grow old together and sit on a street all day somewhere in the south of Europe
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A customer contacted our team with questions, and then finished their email with: "I am daunted by the complexities and unknowns." I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since.
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Okay so um, you know how it’s fairly common to believe in aliens and UFOs now? And like generations ago, if you were walking home past the moors a little bit drunk and you saw a glowing thing hovering, you’d be like, “I saw a fairy!” Same scenario today, you’d say, “I saw a UFO!” I think they’re the same thing. I think aliens, fairies, whatever you call them, have always been peeking in. Maybe they’re in a different dimension and cross over sometimes. Maybe we do too. Maybe we are appearing on the walrus’s doorstep and freaking him out.
I feel like the people freaking out in the notes/tags about the walrus/fairy thing don't realize how many of their fellow humans firmly believe in the possibility of the fae being real. 😆
Like I don't mean certain they're real or anything, but moreso like "Oh yeah, that folklore might exist for a valid reason and I'm not completely ruling it out."
But I am completely ruling out a walrus being able to make it up the stairs to my apartment and fit outside my door, let alone navigate the hundreds of miles on land to my doorstop.
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