Rip - Blog Posts
rest in peace, dear wowaka. wowaka was a legend. and his works is one of the very first things that started our Vocaloid community. He was one of the first fathers of this type of music. thank you so much for all that you gave us. and thank you for being a part of my childhood.
...borg... no...
Merry Christmas you get a Melvinborg drawing!
Selfie Tag
Tagged: @jellydishes ⁌ ⁍ (Thank you~ 🤗 🖤)
Tagging: All other interested parties. @ me in your posts if you try it out! 💄✨ 📸
This morning something unusual happened. The film industry lost a precious soul. Sushanth Singh Rajput. A finest artist. And here are some facts about him. We'll miss you sir. ❤️ Mental health is important than any other thing in life. It's sometimes ok to be not ok, but nothing is valuable than your own life. Stay safe ! . . . . . . @sushantsinghrajput #sushantsinghrajput #rip #astrophysics #bollywood #actor #astronomy #science #nasa #universe #space #physics #cosmos #cosmology #earth #astrophotography #galaxy #blackhole #spacex #planets #solarsystem #moon #einstein #quantummechanics #telescope #milkyway (at R.I.P) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBarR8Xj93h/?igshid=1855qie1mr0ai
Hello, tumblr user. Before you is a tumblr post asking you to name a female fictional character. You have unlimited time to tag a female character, NOT a male one.
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the pope probably up in heaven playing undertale
R.I.P Bernard the mouse who was found in my friends garden and disappeared and then his dog went outside and we’re pretty sure the dog ate Bernard
⚡️ Thunder ⚡️
I can’t wait for the new Percy Jackson series coming over to Disney Plus! I’m sure with Uncle Rick around it’s gonna be a blast :D
FUCKING WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT??????????????????
Happy Ides of March, everyone. RIP the Slut himself
this was on a post about julius caesar
I feel weird and awkward.....infact a bit incomplete with nothing left to say.A part of my childhood memory has been ripped off me. And I thought memories were supposed to be immortal.
Why did all my favourite Netflix shows get cancelled and why am I just finding out now
Mike... I love you. I really miss you.
I will miss you, always.
From the Collins Family:
“We regret to share that our beloved father and grandfather passed away today, after a valiant battle with cancer. He spent his final days peacefully, with his family by his side. Mike always faced the challenges of life with grace and humility, and faced this, his final challenge, in the same way. We will miss him terribly. Yet we also know how lucky Mike felt to have lived the life he did. We will honor his wish for us to celebrate, not mourn, that life. Please join us in fondly and joyfully remembering his sharp wit, his quiet sense of purpose, and his wise perspective, gained both from looking back at Earth from the vantage of space and gazing across calm waters from the deck of his fishing boat. Our family asks for privacy during this difficult time. Details on services will be forthcoming.”
God gave me this illness to Remind me that I am not the Greatest, He is. -#MuhammadAli #rip . . #muhammadali #ripmuhammadali #muhammadaliquotes #muhammadaliboxer #feelingsad #quote
I don’t know what else he may have done, but for this I consider him a hero worth remembering. Rest in peace, Milton Diamond.
Pour one out for a real one.
Narti Week 2017 - Day 3: Memories
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The earliest memory Narti had was far from pleasant.
A voice belonging to a woman ,who she would later learn was Grand Witch Haggar, was scolding her. For what, the female Galra could not remember. She did, however, remember being struck.
Blood flowing from her face.
She had been so young then. Unable and unused to living in a world without sight and speech. Terrified of the handicaps she had, seemingly, been born with.
The Witch used that to her advantage.
Narti remembered the nails on that horrid woman's gnarled hands. Filed like serrated knives, those nails had pressed into Narti's young face. Nearly, but not quite, drawing blood as the Witch pulled their heads close together The smell of rot on the Witch too strong for Narti's heightened sense of smell, and the girl gagged. Desperate for cleaner air.
Unintentionally pushing the nails deeper into her skin.
“Little Beast!” The Grand Witch had hissed. Her scent like toxin and metal. The female Galra frantic to get away from the warm, rotten breath and sharp hands, but much too frightened to even move.
Much less run.
“Never forget you cost your mother her life, you wretched thing! You killed the only creature who could ever love you. Remember that the next time you dare disobey.”
Narti could only do as she was told.
She remembered.