i feel so bad for average russian citizens. since like 1533 it’s been constant ‘this might as well fucking happen’
Submitters' motivations under the cut.
Motivations for submitting Franky:
His pre timeskip booba… the swag….. massive honkers. Hell yeah brother. (Mod: sorry I picked a post-timeskip pic)
Nipple lights
you hAVE to respect a diy boob job w all the extra features.
Motivations for submitting Brook:
sexyman don’t need skin to be sexyman
Please it would be hilarious if he won
big tit energy. if he had any yohohoho
Howard Stark: I have made Tony, my greatest creation.
Jarvis: You fucked up a perfectly good genius is what you did. Look at it, it's got anxiety.
THIS. THIS IS WHY V IS COOL AND THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH HIM
Still think that was one of the best ways to develop Vergil's character, nice move CAPCOM 😉
Guys i Know you loved V… I loved him too.
But you guys are not understanding what he is. He is not a wasted character… He is Vergil! It’s a side of Vergil that we could never have meet if he haven’t pushed to be separeted with the Yamato.
A side that himself forget. That is why V was mysterious and calm, because this parte of Vergil that was ignored by him, that he never payed to much attention because his life was rough and he did not had reason for it. Putting Everything that V was as something he just wated to get hid of, wich he actually did.
When V and “Urizen” are back together Vergil absorves all the feelings he had suppressed to the point of almost oblivion. Through the eyes of V he sees Dante it still that crazy guy and Nero as a decent person.
That is why he wants to fight Dante fairy, because his proud makes him desire a good fight with his rival/brother. A proud he losted when he created V. And that is why he thanks Nero, because the boy helped him found himself.
Nero helped V… Nero helped Vergil.
During the fight with Dante he says that Nero means nothing to him, but as soon as the battle stops the way his voice sounds unsure when he asks… “Nero’s my son?” Well he looks like he can’t belive unil once again he remembers the past/emotions that he had forgot?supressed even before creating V. Vergil actually stops for a while, and smile… Probabilly it was a happy memory.
The fight with Nero was to see if his son was like him, making the same mistakes, having the same doubts. Vergil lost because at that moment Nero’s motivation was the stronger one and at the same time he was trying to know his son.
For a Warrior like him the best way to know someone was through fight.
In the end Vergil already wannet to cut the stupid tree, and go straigh to the point to work with Dante like if was meant to be. Like it was a every day thing, he protected Nero from following him both punched the boy at the same time without talking, or looking at each other. They just had the conection back at full speed.
This is showed at the moment that he and Dante are being real brothers killing demons. And challenging each other without the intention of killing, only fight because Dante and Vergil like that… And they are seriously good at that. Maybe that’s what Dante always wannet him to see.
The poetry books that he leaves to Nero is like a promise that he will try to go back. Because Nero actually holds the books and he knows that will be a next time for him to see his father.
He is a brother, a father, he is a fucking Warrior.
I passed this post for like 5 times before now and every single time I told myself I'm not mean enough to interact even through I didn't like loreen's performance from day one
Well, now I'm fucking salty enough to reblog it
#Finland won #abolish the jury
German commentator: „Loreen‘s fight against the giant tanning bed“ 💀
Sounds like Pacific Rim plot, y'all
Guillermo del Toro, I always appreciated your monsterfucker insights, but now you reached the highest level of respect I ever gave anyone
People who think this planet was created for humans to be ours are so wild to me
I explained how keyboard smashing in English expresses laughing really hard and she taught me the Japanese equivalent in return!!
As some of you might know, in Japanese, “w” from the word “to laugh” 笑う 「わらう」 is basically like “lol” in Japanese so when there’s a bunch of “w”’s together it looks like this wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
and it looks like a bunch of grass so one slang word to show something is funny is 草 「くさ」 which is the word/kanji for grass so you don’t have to type out a bunch of w’s.
So the step up from 草 is 大草原 「だいそうげん」 which means prairie since there’s a lot more grass.
And if something leaves you laughing so much that you can’t hold it back you could say 大草原不可避 「だいそうげんふかひ」 which basically means “inevitable prairie”.
The “inevitable part”, 不可避 「ふかひ」 in this phrase means laughter is inevitable and you can’t help but laugh.
I hate it so much that I do understand
I don't fucking care if it's manipulative, if your gf larps as an elf while talking to your relative who's undergoing chemo, you're allowed to humiliate her in front of her friends by larping as Naruto
Bonus: when you accidently woke your bff at 3 am
Set Tumblr alight with a favorite photo of your chaos demon cat. If you blaze a photo (or video, or GIF) of your chaos demon cat this coming Saturday, May 13, the photo (or video, of GIF) of your chaos demon cat will receive double the number of impressions you select. That’s double the amount of human eyes on your chaos demon cat. Just imagine.
Some stipulations:
Ok, you can submit another type of pet for consideration; we’re not monsters. If your pet is demonic or has chaotic energy, it’s valid.
It has to be your photo (or video, or GIF), please.
It does not have to be your creechure, but please make sure the creechure’s guardian is cool with you putting their little buddy on blast.
This is a one-time offer. It may return. It may never occur again. What will you do with this newfound ephemeral power?
This Caturday celebration will run Saturday, May 13, from 12am-12am Eastern Daylight Time, but chaos demons cats are notoriously bad at telling time.
Then Luke—through mechanisms beyond Din’s conception—maybe the Force allowed jedi to store items in convenient subspace cavities—pulled a live frog out of his pocket. The blue thing kicked its legs in Luke’s gloved hand and Grogu reached for it. Questions ricocheted around Din’s head in a panic. Where did he get that thing? Where was he keeping it this whole time? How is it? Still alive? did he—Magic? Jedi magic?
Yet the only question that managed to stumble out through Din’s vocoder was: “Um. Is that for Grogu?”
“Yeah, it’s for both of us,” said Luke with a small, sunny smile.
No, thought Din quietly.
“You want a snack, Grogu?”
And before Din could look away, Luke’s mouth enclosed around the frog’s small, terrified head and with sharp nod he separated its head from its body. Din sighed in horror. The baby cheered.
“This is how me and Master Yoda used to split lunch back on Dagobah,” said Luke in between the crunch of cartilage. He handed a giggling Grogu the body. “Well, if he thought I worked hard enough that day, hah. And these were more like appetizers.”
How was it still alive? Did you get this from Dagobah? We’ve been away from the ship for two days. How was it still alive? Why does it smell like boiled bantha? Why??
Grogu gulped the body down with little resistance and Luke bounced the child on his hip. “That’ll tide ‘em over until we get back to the speeders. You okay, love?”
“Sure,” said Din. “Yes.”
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