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0l0x:

2018 Grinch has no edge. He’s got no bite. He’s not even that much of an asshole. He’s just a sassy gay furry with unusually nice teeth despite his famous theme song declaring otherwise.

1966 Grinch? Now that was a mean, scary bastard. He was a crusty old fuck who hated society so much that he only came off his shitty frozen mountain to commit crimes and terrorism out of spite.

Bennyhoo Cumberland Grinch comes down from his mountain to buy groceries.

You can round the edges off a character to make them more “relatable” or whatever, but you also run the risk of losing what defined them in the first place. The end result is bland and generic.

2018 Grinch is a reflection of modern society’s rejection of real character flaws in the interest of being “unproblematic” and in this essay i will

congrats OP this is literally the only grinch post i’ll ever reblog

transcoranic:

A couple nights ago I had a hyper-realistic dream about driving down about two miles of perfectly normal highway. The only even slightly bizarre thing about the entire dream was the man on the motorcycle who drove past me wearing incredibly accurate obi-wan kenobi cosplay

catchaspark:

timefortigers:

papinianista:

According to Know Your Meme, on August 18th, 2005, Erwin Beekveld brought forth this work into the world. HAPPY TEN YEAR ANNIVERSARY, THEY’RE TAKING THE HOBBITS TO ISENGARD.

sheds a single tear

every august 18th my notifications break and i go, fuck, tumblr has failed me once again, but it hasn’t. it hasn’t failed me. it’s just the taking the hobbits to isengard-iversary. happy 12 years

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crystalpallette:

ironinkpen:

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ironinkpen:

what if voltron was just a really long dnd campaign

matt: zarkon emerges from the ship with the black bayard in hand. what do you-

keith: i attack him

matt: …keith you’re a level three

keith: i’m rolling

matt: you arrive at your brother’s grave, confirming that he was one of the casualties in the battle. you collapse into tears in front of it and-

pidge: i’m rolling for perception

matt: wh- what is there to perceive? he’s literally dead-

pidge: it’s nat 20

matt: i… you notice that your brother’s birthday on the tombstone is wrong. he’s left you a code. on his grave. for some reason. because apparently he’s not dead now

lotor: i try to convince them to ally with me

matt: you do realize you’ve tried to kill these people on multiple occasions right?

lotor: i’m going for it

matt: …okay. roll for charisma

lotor: …i got a 1

matt: you attempt to charm the princess by talking about her dead father for fifteen minutes

lotor: i try to convince them to give the galra empire unlimited access to quintessence

matt: i- you know what? fine. allura, roll a perception check

allura: ………i got a 1

matt: …you think lotor’s plan is absolutely wonderful and allow him to join your party

matt: the sea serpent follows in quick pursuit. it’s gaining on the blue lion fast and-

lance: can i roll to seduce it?

matt: no

lance: why do you hate me

matt: rax asks if your ship is still working so that you can leave

hunk: well we can’t leave without the crystal, and we still haven’t found out a way to get it…

coran: i have a plan. we attempt to impersonate a galra sentry

matt: you… do realize they’re robots right

coran: yes

matt: alright then. roll a bluff check

coran: i got a 5

matt: you grab a broken sentry and get on hunk’s shoulders, putting on a cloak to hide your body from view. the two of you stumble towards two guards, very obviously whispering to each other under the cloak, and attempt to convince them that their shift is over. they raise their weapons and ask for your identification number

hunk: …yeah i’m just gonna shoot at them now if that’s okay

Matt: Allura gives you instructions on how to shut off the main generator. Roll for knowledge.

Pidge: dang. Nat 1.

Matt: all the labels are in altean. You can’t read them. What do you-

Pidge: I stab them with my bayard.

Matt: you can’t just-

Pidge: I rolled for luck. Nat 20. Ha.

Matt:(internally: why am I even dm-ing for these people they’re all insane-) fine. You, miraculously, survive hitting the *high-voltage alien tech* with your bayard. The power goes off. I hate you.

Pidge: thanks. Hate you too.

Matt: Allura and lotor are separated, and in front of them a giant white lion begins to attack you

allura: i role to hug the lion

matt: uhh thatll be uhh seduction i guess?

lotor: thats dumb, i role to punch the lion in he face

lotor: i got a 4

allura: nat 20

matt: honestly what the fuck