I love with endless abusive love when you can grab the textures on art with your eyes, but you need to be careful because they may turn out to be sharper than expected.
Take care of your eyes, they may still be useful to you
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I forgot to mention how happy I am that Belos didn't die a quick and/or off screen death like we see in many animated shows. They made that fucker slowly melt away in acid rain while the embodiment of the thing he sought to destroy stared down at him. Then the witches he hated with all his being literally stomped him to death.
Just like Raine said, "That was extremely satisfying"
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Each individual grain of citric acid in the bag I use for laundry was alive and sentient. The ones set aside for cooking weren’t because they weren’t in the bag, but there was no way to tell between the two.
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I just think it's interesting how in 1961 Michael Moorcok created Elric of Melniboné in part for a contrast to the extensively popular Tolkienesque fantasy writing common in that day (still common today), and he was like, "Yeah so this super inbred prince comes from a hyperxenophobic kingdom of an island nation which has fallen into almost total decay, and they think everyone different from themselves are barbarians who they like to torture and enslave. He wants to fuck his cousin so much and he is literally as white as physically possible."
And from there proceeded to give Elric a powerful magic sword of destiny which he uses to win back his kingdom and it goes right back to being terrible so instead of being a king who restores honor to his nation, he literally murders every single person on the island and burns his whole kingdom down.
He fucks off to die but his murder sword won't even let him, and just kills every single person around him constantly like, friendship is magic all right and that magic is evil murder sword food. But he finally murders his way to basically a legendary city of paradise where heroes get to go and rest in their final days except he's done so much murder that a giant fuckoff army tracks him down and razes paradise to the ground.
Then once pretty much every single person and several gods are dead he's like now what murder sword there's no one left to kill and murder sword is like "actually there's one" and fucking stabs Elric to death before transforming into a demon and destroying the entire planet.
And while he didn't exactly invent whole languages I have to admit he sure did some fuckin contrast there and basically created the trope of a scary fantasy murder boy in black armor with a magical black evil sword what is evil, and proceeded to turn this gritty reboot of the Conan sword and sorcery subgenre into this entire other different Eternal Champion thing.
Some thirty or so odd years later the whole drug fueled alcohol soaked lot of those stories ended up in my hands in the guise of cheap used paperbacks with lurid covers, and that's how Elric of Melniboné took the place in my own youth usually occupied by The Hobbit and Lord of The Rings, and never got supplanted by either.
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POV: marty shops for marlene's birthday
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I saw your request for doodle requests! Can I request Flower from BFDI? /nf :3
steal her look!!!
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I had a fever induced dream where my dad left a glass of tomato juice in the fridge. This distressed me greatly as dream logic had told me all the acid from the tomatoes would cause an explosion in the fridge. I tried asking him to carefully remove it from the fridge without jostling it and he laughed at me. I kept trying to explain the situation to him, each time getting more and more frantic when he wouldn't listen to me. I woke up crying.
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