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michaelkirkbride:

MK’s 900 Follower Giveaway
When Darya first told me about her adventures on Tumblr, I ranted about how it was a 21st century Myspace for assholes who were too young to use the original Myspace. It still kinda is, but you guys have helped me find some great new things and get in touch with many of the people I am now working with. We wanted to give you a little something in return. Thank you, from the both of us. 
First Prize!Your choice of 12x18 Dres or Indoril print, signed. Any one T-shirt from the Restless League store. 
Second Prize!Any one T-shirt from the Restless League store. 
Rules!Both likes and reblogs count. Winners will be randomly chosen 10 days from now, on May 1st. You must have your ask box open so we can contact you. 

michaelkirkbride:

MK’s 900 Follower Giveaway

When Darya first told me about her adventures on Tumblr, I ranted about how it was a 21st century Myspace for assholes who were too young to use the original Myspace. It still kinda is, but you guys have helped me find some great new things and get in touch with many of the people I am now working with. We wanted to give you a little something in return. Thank you, from the both of us. 

First Prize!
Your choice of 12x18 Dres or Indoril print, signed. 
Any one T-shirt from the Restless League store

Second Prize!
Any one T-shirt from the Restless League store

Rules!
Both likes and reblogs count. Winners will be randomly chosen 10 days from now, on May 1st. You must have your ask box open so we can contact you. 

Do you wanna write Poetry?

mandiedoesartstuff:

So this is just a random thing me and stjuib came up with like i guess its Vivec and Sotha Sil with Do you Wanna Build a Snowman? from Frozen. So there here it is :3

-knocking-

Seht?

Do you wanna write poetry?

Come on lets go and write!

I never see you anymore!

Ayem’s become a bore!

All Voryn does is fight!

We use to be best buddies!

But now we’re not!

I wish you would tell me whyyy!

Do you wanna write poetry?

It doesnt have to be poetry!

(Go away Vehk!)

Okay byeeeee……

-knocking-

Do you wanna write poetry?

Or go and pester Molag Bal?

I think some company is overdue!

I’ve been contemplating letting Baar Dau fall!

(I mean it Seht!)

It gets a little lonely…

To be a god..

Watching the decades go by

-Starts turning gods fire on and off-

(hiss poof hiss poof hiss poof)

-knocking-

Seht…..?

Please, I know your not there…

People are asking where you’ve been

Ayem’s dead and you are too…

I’ve lost you…

I miss when we had each other…

Just you and me…

I dont know what to do…

Do you wanna write poetry….?

FUCKING FUCK IT WAS FUNNY AND NOW I AM CRYING WHY

mandiedoesthings:

So i just got the mental image that song ‘Its Tough to be a God’ like i think the song is from the Road to El Deraldo or however you spell it and someone please draw this because i have no skill in hand drawn art.

I had the same thought and was thinking wow a fanvid of Vivec and Sotha Sil singing this would be so perfect
But in practice (what with the lack of any video assets for poor ol’ Sotha Sil and all) some art might be the better idea. Ooooh or a kind of… slideshow-video-art thing?

glory-to-cobrastan:

come with me

and you’ll be

in a world

of image

cherrychublicious92:

clockingcreativity:

meetmeincalifornia:

artemisfowlstolemysoul:

bronephreinel:

 Imagine Person A singing “You are my sunshine” as Person B slowly dies in their arms

what THE FUCK 

I DIDN’T FUCKING NEED THAT RIGHT NOW

FUCK YOU

imagine if person b sung it to comfort person a

YOU’RE NOT HELPING.

I had a dream where this EXACT THING happened.

GET OUT OF MY DREAMS TUMBLR.

postapukealyptic:

surprise it’s people

postapukealyptic:

surprise it’s people

The saddest line I’ve ever encountered in any book, or: Why show watchers need to read the damn books.

weirwoodthrone:

“Rhaenys was a child too. Prince Rhaegar’s daughter. A precious little thing, younger than your girls. She had a small black kitten she called Balerion did you know? I always wondered what happened to him. Rhaenys liked to pretend he was the true Balerion, the black dread of old, but I imagine the Lannisters taught her the difference between a kitten and a dragon quick enough the day they broke down her door.”

-Varys to Eddard Stark, A Game of Thrones by George R.R. Martin

This is sad enough on it’s own, it really is, but it requires context in order to really appreciate it.  The first thing you need to know is that little Balerion is still living in the castle.  That last black cat that Arya can’t catch, the mean, scarred little animal that attacks servants and interrupts Robert and Tywin at dinner, making off with the roast, is Balerion, Rhaenys’ kitten.  So just take a moment to imagine that little kitten, bruised and bleeding, latched onto the boot of Ser Amory Lorch, trying to bite through the leather, trying to save his little girl, staring up at her as she’s stabbed over fifty times.  Imagine him being kicked away as they wrap her body up in a Lannister cloak and take it away.  Imagine the kitten following them, limping, to the throne room, where the skull of the great dragon Balerion hangs.  The bodies of his little girl, and her mother, and her baby brother, are all placed at the feet of the man who sits where the little girl’s father used to sit.  And the kitten looks up, and sees the dragon’s headed mounted over the throne, and he knows how small and weak he is.  If I were a dragon, he thinks, I could have saved her.    And so, over the years, he becomes the hardest mother fucker in the entire castle.  He does what he can to hurt these new men who murdered his little girl and stole her home.  He’d kill them all if he was able.  But he’s still too much kitten, not enough dragon.

Oh, never mind me, I’m just going to be sobbing forever about an alley cat.

howtoskinatiger:

On The Fur Farm
Eriksson was in the province this week to inspect the farm’s operations for certification as an acceptable source for the auction house, from an environmental and animal-rights perspective.
He flew in from Helsinki, Finland, and toured several other fur farms with Wiseman — mink and fox — before leaving the province.
“We don’t sell any foxes anymore from non-certified farms,” Eriksson told The Telegram, noting the sensitivity to the public’s perception of the industry and the demands of the major fashion houses.
On the Wiseman farm, there are no signs of animal in-fighting, no bloody stumps for tails or with patches or puss, as seen in some online videos made by both anti-fur activists and those interested in simply drawing attention to poor fur farming practices.
Wiseman’s animals are still filling in their prime fur for the year. The non-breeders to be taken for their pelts will start to be killed in late November.
The farm stands as one of the largest silver fox farms in the North America and Wiseman is looking to expand. He is planning to move from 650 to 1,000 female breeder foxes.
“I’ve put a lot of hard work into it since 1984,” he said, running through some of the hard times in the farm’s history.
The foxes nearby are giving growly yelps and pressing against the back of their cages — no less keen to be around people than they would be in the wild.
A few display spurts of high-energy activity, leaping from the bottom level of their cages to an upper shelf and then down and up again in rapid succession. Some zip from one cage to the next through tunnels wired into paired enclosures, a feature not seen on all fur farms.“Animal welfare is a big issue,” Wiseman says, noting there are tighter codes of conduct at the federal level and new provincial fur farming regulations, brought in under the Animal Health and Protection Act.
So long as animal-welfare and environmental issues are taken seriously, he sees no reason the fur industry should not be able to expand in Newfoundland and Labrador.
Read more

A small reminder that a good-quality fur and a well-kept animal are pretty hand-in-hand, and while terrible places with terrible (or desperate, or uncaring) people do exist, that doesn’t mean that a fur farm is by definition a torture factory hell-bent on tormenting its livestock. A stressed and sick animal will turn out a ratty and practically worthless hide, and while I do wish that open-yarded fur farms were a thing (or at least more of a thing, they may already be something of a thing), all I want is for people to do their research and make their own judgements based on individual farms.

howtoskinatiger:

On The Fur Farm

Eriksson was in the province this week to inspect the farm’s operations for certification as an acceptable source for the auction house, from an environmental and animal-rights perspective.

He flew in from Helsinki, Finland, and toured several other fur farms with Wiseman — mink and fox — before leaving the province.

“We don’t sell any foxes anymore from non-certified farms,” Eriksson told The Telegram, noting the sensitivity to the public’s perception of the industry and the demands of the major fashion houses.

On the Wiseman farm, there are no signs of animal in-fighting, no bloody stumps for tails or with patches or puss, as seen in some online videos made by both anti-fur activists and those interested in simply drawing attention to poor fur farming practices.

Wiseman’s animals are still filling in their prime fur for the year. The non-breeders to be taken for their pelts will start to be killed in late November.

The farm stands as one of the largest silver fox farms in the North America and Wiseman is looking to expand. He is planning to move from 650 to 1,000 female breeder foxes.

“I’ve put a lot of hard work into it since 1984,” he said, running through some of the hard times in the farm’s history.

The foxes nearby are giving growly yelps and pressing against the back of their cages — no less keen to be around people than they would be in the wild.

A few display spurts of high-energy activity, leaping from the bottom level of their cages to an upper shelf and then down and up again in rapid succession. Some zip from one cage to the next through tunnels wired into paired enclosures, a feature not seen on all fur farms.“Animal welfare is a big issue,” Wiseman says, noting there are tighter codes of conduct at the federal level and new provincial fur farming regulations, brought in under the Animal Health and Protection Act.

So long as animal-welfare and environmental issues are taken seriously, he sees no reason the fur industry should not be able to expand in Newfoundland and Labrador.

Read more

A small reminder that a good-quality fur and a well-kept animal are pretty hand-in-hand, and while terrible places with terrible (or desperate, or uncaring) people do exist, that doesn’t mean that a fur farm is by definition a torture factory hell-bent on tormenting its livestock. A stressed and sick animal will turn out a ratty and practically worthless hide, and while I do wish that open-yarded fur farms were a thing (or at least more of a thing, they may already be something of a thing), all I want is for people to do their research and make their own judgements based on individual farms.

Perfect solution.

Perfect solution.

omnbvc:

i am demisexual meaning i am only attracted to those born of gods or who are themselves a diety. move out of the way assholes, i’m gonna fuck zeus

esyafl:

Video games are a great tool to practice various relationships because the characters are real enough to care but nobody really gets hurt if you accidentally treat them badly. This helps me learn a lot of things about myself that I can then apply to real life.

Valuable life lessons I’ve learned so far:
1. I’m really into elves

Thank you everyone who wished me happy birthday! I would cuddle everyone but that is geographically unfeasible.

Extra thank-yous! Thank you to Lee for letting me share his party with him, there was a petting zoo and a nerf range and everything was amazing. Thank you to Erin for breaking himself making delicious foods and the most massive pavlova I have ever seen in my life. Thank you to Dorian for letting me love him so much even though I’m weird and gross.
<3

It’s my birthday today!

April 13th. I am 24 today!
I’ve made it through another year.