bedfish:

um ok then bitch go marry that lochness monster if you wish

It is a metaphor. The “loch ness” with the “long neck”. She’s finally getting some, if you know what I mean. 

bedfish:

um ok then bitch go marry that lochness monster if you wish

It is a metaphor. The “loch ness” with the “long neck”. She’s finally getting some, if you know what I mean. 

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I’ll – PROMETHEUS
 
“[…] Unlike their first fight – fight where no one had actually fought – this one was to be a duel of the ages. A distortion was lingering amidst the streets of the town, where they were told that they’d have to protect the citizens by using their new-found power. Of course, the theory was great, was thinking Benoit, except that only one of them had awakened. They were not prepared, and even less he, as his own self was shouting its heart’s content on his friends. His shadow… he quickly understood why nobody could defeat their own “shadow”. At best, one could accept it, but one cannot fight and win against all the repressed side of one’s self. And so this fight would be a duel between Mark and his shadow. Quaint, he thought; after all, no one else could’ve done it anyway… […]”
 
“[…] And he accepted himself; his dark side. It was not so hard to do. He knew it had to be done, and he worked with logic. He knew he had to guide. Not to lead, no, that would be Mark’s job. He would have to guide everyone in the right path, to assist from the darkness, he would be the fire that could create the shadows where he would linger on. His motive would be to control, to tame the wolf that his friend now was. With the wolf to lead and his fire to guide, their hearts would mark the beginning of this little story. He was given the knowledge, the power; he could assist as well as fight… finally, he would not only prove himself, but he could change something. Reaching for one of the evokers, taking the gun, facing himself, his life and death, clutching his head and focusing… and he would pull the trigger, manifesting a warm, protective light; the flame holder of the gods; Prometheus.”
 
Weapon: N/A, Thrown (Assist/Guide)
Arcana: The Hierophant V
E: Strength: Fire

E. Weaknesses: Wind

I’ll – PROMETHEUS

 

“[…] Unlike their first fight – fight where no one had actually fought – this one was to be a duel of the ages. A distortion was lingering amidst the streets of the town, where they were told that they’d have to protect the citizens by using their new-found power. Of course, the theory was great, was thinking Benoit, except that only one of them had awakened. They were not prepared, and even less he, as his own self was shouting its heart’s content on his friends. His shadow… he quickly understood why nobody could defeat their own “shadow”. At best, one could accept it, but one cannot fight and win against all the repressed side of one’s self. And so this fight would be a duel between Mark and his shadow. Quaint, he thought; after all, no one else could’ve done it anyway… […]”

 

“[…] And he accepted himself; his dark side. It was not so hard to do. He knew it had to be done, and he worked with logic. He knew he had to guide. Not to lead, no, that would be Mark’s job. He would have to guide everyone in the right path, to assist from the darkness, he would be the fire that could create the shadows where he would linger on. His motive would be to control, to tame the wolf that his friend now was. With the wolf to lead and his fire to guide, their hearts would mark the beginning of this little story. He was given the knowledge, the power; he could assist as well as fight… finally, he would not only prove himself, but he could change something. Reaching for one of the evokers, taking the gun, facing himself, his life and death, clutching his head and focusing… and he would pull the trigger, manifesting a warm, protective light; the flame holder of the gods; Prometheus.”

 

Weapon: N/A, Thrown (Assist/Guide)

Arcana: The Hierophant V

E: Strength: Fire

E. Weaknesses: Wind

I’ll - FENRIR
”[…] At the sight of Mark putting the gun to his head, everyone backed a step. He had been acting strange, as if it was an old “him”. They knew better, but couldn’t tell exactly what it meant to have him by their side. He had join them, followed them, walk amongst them… and throughout this shadow-filled, dark laid place, they together sought the Prime Shadow; the cause of this mis-happening of fate. They had found it; it was their companion all along. A detonation, the evoker had been shot. Out of the mind of the man spewed out a beast; tearing the flesh and the bounds of chains and darkness… And it was the real one, the real Mark that appeared, pushing its friends, begging to face the shadow alone. Equipped with a sword, he marched toward the shadow. Blade and ice, claws and darkness; the feral wolf against the dark one… […]”
 
”[…] The fight hadn’t end in victory for either. A pact, an exchange of words… the shadow was both the dark past and the shadowy path Mark would take in its life. There was no need for acceptance; it was an agreement that each would have their parts in the feast of life. The wolf was bound, but not chained. “I’ll tame him, until my own, personal Ragnarök” he said. Presented with one of evokers, mysterious arms to summon their personas, Mark refused. Faced with death in his past, he could vividly remember, feel back the essence of death; the feeling that corrupts the mind and the body when life fades from oneself… he felt he could, proudly, lift his arms, reach for the sky… and call forth his persona, his anti-shadow, his ego; the chained god-wolf Fenrir.”
 
Weapon: Broadsword, Heavy Swords Arcana: The Emperor VI Elements: Cold, Water, Darkness Elements: Lightning, Light

I’ll - FENRIR

”[…] At the sight of Mark putting the gun to his head, everyone backed a step. He had been acting strange, as if it was an old “him”. They knew better, but couldn’t tell exactly what it meant to have him by their side. He had join them, followed them, walk amongst them… and throughout this shadow-filled, dark laid place, they together sought the Prime Shadow; the cause of this mis-happening of fate. They had found it; it was their companion all along. A detonation, the evoker had been shot. Out of the mind of the man spewed out a beast; tearing the flesh and the bounds of chains and darkness… And it was the real one, the real Mark that appeared, pushing its friends, begging to face the shadow alone. Equipped with a sword, he marched toward the shadow. Blade and ice, claws and darkness; the feral wolf against the dark one… […]”

 

”[…] The fight hadn’t end in victory for either. A pact, an exchange of words… the shadow was both the dark past and the shadowy path Mark would take in its life. There was no need for acceptance; it was an agreement that each would have their parts in the feast of life. The wolf was bound, but not chained. “I’ll tame him, until my own, personal Ragnarök” he said. Presented with one of evokers, mysterious arms to summon their personas, Mark refused. Faced with death in his past, he could vividly remember, feel back the essence of death; the feeling that corrupts the mind and the body when life fades from oneself… he felt he could, proudly, lift his arms, reach for the sky… and call forth his persona, his anti-shadow, his ego; the chained god-wolf Fenrir.”

 

Weapon: Broadsword, Heavy Swords
Arcana: The Emperor VI
Elements: Cold, Water, Darkness
Elements: Lightning, Light

homosexualpancakes:

the artistic process

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quamraeros:

pr1nceshawn:

The Photos Disney Characters Would Take If They Had Instagram Accounts by Simona Bonafini.

Hercules won

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" I’ll - Fenrir "" […] At the sight of Mark putting the gun to his head, everyone backed a step. They knew it wasn’t a real gun; it was much worst […] its eyes gloring yellow, the shadow shot itself, releasing a man-wolf hybrid… no one was equipped, but then he appeared, the real “him” […] “" […] After "defeating" his shadow, he was presented by Benoit an Evoker. This mysterious gun-artefact who could summon “personas” from deep within the “self”, a physical representation of the ego. But Mark refused the Evoker, stepping back slowly, then from nowhere raising a glowing tarot card - the emperor- and shattering it. He had no need for an evoker; he had died once, in his teenage years; he only had to remember what it meant to him to die, and his persona would be summoned. And he was standing there, the chained wolf god; Fenrir.”"Remain in me, until my own, personal ragnarök…" he said.Weapon: BroadswordArcana: Emperor VI+ Elements: Cold/Ice/Water, Darkness- Elements: Lightning, Light

" I’ll - Fenrir "

" […] At the sight of Mark putting the gun to his head, everyone backed a step. They knew it wasn’t a real gun; it was much worst […] its eyes gloring yellow, the shadow shot itself, releasing a man-wolf hybrid… no one was equipped, but then he appeared, the real “him” […] “

" […] After "defeating" his shadow, he was presented by Benoit an Evoker. This mysterious gun-artefact who could summon “personas” from deep within the “self”, a physical representation of the ego. But Mark refused the Evoker, stepping back slowly, then from nowhere raising a glowing tarot card - the emperor- and shattering it. He had no need for an evoker; he had died once, in his teenage years; he only had to remember what it meant to him to die, and his persona would be summoned. And he was standing there, the chained wolf god; Fenrir.”

"Remain in me, until my own, personal ragnarök…" he said.

Weapon: Broadsword
Arcana: Emperor VI
+ Elements: Cold/Ice/Water, Darkness
- Elements: Lightning, Light

Model is elastapopftw.tumblr.com , a bit of a more “raw” version.

Model is elastapopftw.tumblr.com , a bit of a more “raw” version.

bastardlybrendan:

social-darwin-awards:

misandryisalie:

kuroba101:

dinaslappel:

sure was cold last night. good thing we had trash to burn for warmth

While I disapprove of book burning in general, in this case…

This is a book by Christina Hoff Sommers, a woman who has been involved in feminism and feminist academia her entire life. She is a feminist. This book talks about the bias against boys in school (for example: boys are more likely to drop out and greatly lag when it comes to literacy).

Also the minute you start to support book burning, congratulations, you are now an oppressive and authoritarian group.

Femenheit 451.

Do you ever think, like putting aside all the Tumblr bullshit and the obsession with gender politics on this website alone, do you ever just look at people like this and feel confused about how they live their life.

Like this person is so obsessed in whatever ignorant mindset they hold that they saw this book and immediately set in motion a series of events for their entire day where they would buy this book and ensure their camera is charged. They would then rip it up, while taking photos and light it on fire and put it into a fire smiling and put it on the internet. They planned out this entire thing.
This isn’t Mein Kampf.
This isn’t some controversial book calling for the extermination of a gender or euthanasia. 
It’s literally some mild critique by a feminist about how dodgy policies from over-zealous feminism can end up harming people rather than helping.
This person is so wrapped up in whatever self-righteousness they possess and so desperate for the approval of whatever circle they’re in on Tumblr that they decided they would burn this book, probably without reading it, and take pictures to show off that they’re so stupid and insecure about their own views that they’d sooner burn anything that questions them.

I dunno about you but I’m really just confused about how you could plan out these actions over the course of a day and not sit and think to yourself “wow I’m behaving in a completely irrational manner”. 

I’ll admit, I never thought that, after seeing those pictures, I’d get to read some fantastic, well-thought comments. Congrats people, +2 Faith in humanity.

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Just a WIP that’s gonna end up killing me…

Just a WIP that’s gonna end up killing me…

Seeking a style - All Along the Watchtower…

catandaguin:


familiaralien:

missingkitsune:

eatfithappiness:

vegan-vulcan:

I didn’t know there were twenty thousand vegans on tumblr!!!

You can be against animal cruelty and not be a vegan

You can be against animal cruelty and not be a vegan

Also given the fact some vegans wilfully neglect their pet’s diet for personal belief reasons you can in fact be a vegan and be ok with animal cruelty when its convenient for you.

^^^^ Reblogging especially for that last comment.

catandaguin:

familiaralien:

missingkitsune:

eatfithappiness:

vegan-vulcan:

I didn’t know there were twenty thousand vegans on tumblr!!!

You can be against animal cruelty and not be a vegan

You can be against animal cruelty and not be a vegan

Also given the fact some vegans wilfully neglect their pet’s diet for personal belief reasons you can in fact be a vegan and be ok with animal cruelty when its convenient for you.

^^^^ Reblogging especially for that last comment.

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