There is so much here but I like to think that I grabbed the “nothing is too much” concept of half of Fate’s characters and its fine. I shoved all the major stars of Centaurus in the concept.

One thing I’ve noticed about people in or entering their 30s is they don’t make as many compromises anymore. If someone doesn’t meet them halfway, is not up to standard, is just not where they’re needed to be, they’re just like “ok cool” and they move on from the person. Which is not to say they’re less empathetic or understanding, but more that they have learned that time is their most prized possession and they’re not willing to make massive compromises on it. They are not obsessed w the idea of fixing someone (bc the concept of fixing a person doesn’t really exist). They simply move on to someone who is up to par. I want that. I want to always move w the awareness that time is my most priceless belonging and I can never buy it back. Ever. So I have to use it wisely

Reminder: this is a goofyfun, non-serious poll. If you are genuinely upset at any point, step back. If you are genuinely salty, step back. If you are attacking anyone’s character, we don’t want you here. Yes, even if they’re redditors or twitter users - we’re all the same fandom at the end of the day, people. Go take a drink and a snack and a time-out and come back in ten, yeah?

(And if you are one of those mythical off-site users, welcome! Please, while you’re here, check the propaganda for all the other guys, not just your vote! This is like r/place - there's a lot going on elsewhere on the canvas, so take a look! We hope you stick around!)

For everyone, just remember: the real joy of this event has absolutely nothing to do with who wins. It's all about the narrative we create, the community we're in, and the creativity that we make from it. Just make sure to always keep that in mind!

So strange to be seeing a sentiment that people past 30 are old in modern society, and then be reading historical records or books written before the 1900s where 30 year olds are consistently called young

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While reading this interview with a West Bank settler, it's important to remember her views do not represent those of all Israelis just like Israel does not represent all Jews. There has been sizeable protest in Tel Aviv against the genocide (quickly squashed under Netanyahu’s police force just like all other pro-palestinian sentiment) but it’s worth reading to get insight into the minds of average people who cheer on Palestinian deaths, and draw up a chair to watch hellfire rain down on innocents. This is the impact of years of settler-colonial propaganda - a complete dehumanisation of a scapegoat population.

It also has to be said that ALL colonialist countries are complicit in encouraging this kind of extremism, by facilitating and stoking the fires of islamophobia post-9/11. Israel is not an outlier - this kind of sentiment is festering EVERYWHERE and attempting to detach yourself and your country's identity from it is like burying your head in the sand.

If you stand on the side of Palestinians in this crisis, you have to be prepared to recognise the signs of islamophobia and fascism everywhere, and stand against them.

Send me an angel to love I need to feel a little piece of heaven Send me an angel to love I'm afraid I'll never get to heaven

Sandhill cranes (Grus canadensis) can be found across much of North America and part of northeast Siberia. Most populations migrate south for the winter, forming flocks of upwards of 10,000 birds.

some recent sulemio sketches. i've been starting a new drawing every day since sometime in january so I have currently made 226 drawings this year, most of which are sketches/WIPs!!

if you wanna see all 200+ sketches and wips then they're on patreon. i make weekly posts with all the sketches from the previous week.

Went back through hard drive, dropbox, and wherever else I could think to look and unfortunately do not have any more Mechs gig photos. For my troubles, though, I did dig up the below again which caused me enough entertainment for the enterprise to be worth it

mulcahy weird gay little runs compilation

Blood sugar levels (Patreon)

throwback to the imfamous Smashified Rayman leak where I asked the quesiton "what if it WAS real and they had to make an amiibo out of him"

this is a redraw. originals under cut.

originally a Miiverse doodle, as a comment on someone else's post, which i went and polished later. Originally posted here and here

I feel like The Father and Hell both understand and experience love in all the worst ways.

The Father sought to create a life form that would follow and love him unconditionally. It wasn't enough that he had a great cosmic kingdom of angels who are unquestioningly loyal, no, he needed something that knew suffering and mortality and the threat of oblivion, and would still find love at the end; love for him above all else. But after numerous implied failures at that, in his desperation, he instead created the threat of eternal damnation to force them to love him in order avert that fate. Lucifer's words must have been like a splash of cold water, but by the time he realized sheer magnitude of suffering he had unintentionally set into motion, it was too late. He could not destroy Hell; he could not stop the cycle of violence.

That guilt drove him to seek a death that, from the looks of it, eluded him in spite of the hollowness consuming him. And now he is... somewhere, helpless to stop his experiments from consuming one another and themselves in a glorious show of blood and violence.

And then there's Hell itself, who seems to recognize love as an act of violence and cruelty. It is something that derives joy only from the suffering of other living creatures. God gave it so many toys to hurt and break and reform, and Mankind gave it new ones. Why would it understand love as anything but? It gave Minos a facsimile of the son he is most ashamed of, and delighted when he cast it, once more, into a labyrinth. Gabriel flattened all the souls within it's confines beneath his heel and gave those that did bend false hopes.

Now there's V1, tearing its way through the remaining layers and creating a spectacle of violence like nothing Hell has ever witnessed before. How could it not love them all for all the entertainment they've provided?

But deep within its recesses, hidden away from the eyes of Heaven, there was a Gutterman. A machine built for war, who eventually came to love that which it gave it life at the cost of their own. Enough to give the human welded within their coffin the mercy that both Heaven and Hell had denied them; enough to write a single love letter to them, even knowing that it would never be read by its intended recipient.

So, as things turn out, you /can/ teach a machine to love. And they will understand and experience it more sincerely than God or Hell ever could.

what's. what the fuck wrong with them. good grief. I need to put the three of them in a jar and study them

Mark Antony: A Biography, Eleanor Goltz Huzar

Julius Caesar and the Roman People, Robert Morstein-Marx

Mark Antony: A Biography, Eleanor Goltz Huzar

i put dog beds on the bed to try to parcel out the space to make beau feel like he can sleep with us but every dog except beau has used them