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More direct source to artwork:
https://x.com/o0o_niku/status/1784899227308671318 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
(è皿é) KAWALERIELKI SCREAMS IN PLEASURE AND ALL HOPE IS IN VAIN IT CANNOT WIN IT CANNOT WIN | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Nani? | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I figured I should share a fun fact about this sex review.
The main section, where Talulah and Alina have sex, was actually a fanfiction I wrote one time because i was going through chapter 8 and obsessing over their relationship.
Then, when I got to this point, I realized I could incporporste this into a story.
And thus, it is now what you see before you. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-17-08 |
I feel like this belongs to a different site entirely
Not that I’m complaining, saves me the difficulty of finding it | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-17-08 |
Talulah: ribbed for her pleasure | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-17-08 |
Truth be told, I wanted to put it on AO3 (not the last part, but the first part), but I just never got to it. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-17-08 |
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but what if she cannot | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Man now I really wanna know what kinds of streamers the operators would be
Like Penance going through past landmark legal cases and explaining their significance in layman’s terms while Lappland sticks forks in toasters “to see what happens” | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
no fanum tax
i mean
no texas tax :( | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
lappland trying to mock every wrong italian-like food | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
**POINT OF NO RETURN**
The stakes had never been higher. The Reunion Movement had seized control of a critical nuclear launch site deep within enemy territory, and their plan was as terrifying as it was audacious. They intended to use the site’s nuclear warheads to annihilate every capital city on Terra, plunging the world into chaos and fulfilling their twisted vision of wiping the slate clean.
Kjerag High Command knew they had no time to waste. A strike force was quickly assembled, and at the center of this operation were Rhodes 1 and Antares 2, callsign Lumen. They were to lead the 42nd Squadron in a desperate mission to retake the site before the Reunion Movement could carry out their apocalyptic threat.
As the briefing concluded, Rhodes 1 looked around the room. The faces of the pilots were grim, and the air was thick with tension. This mission was different from any they had undertaken before. Failure was not an option; the fate of the world rested on their shoulders.
"Listen up," Rhodes 1 said, his voice steady and authoritative. "This isn’t just another mission. The Reunion Movement is playing for keeps, and they’ve got the means to end everything we’ve fought for. Our objective is clear: we’re taking back that site, no matter the cost. Stick to your training, trust your instincts, and watch each other’s backs. We’ll get through this, but only if we work together."
Lumen stood beside Rhodes 1, trying to mask his nerves. This was his first major operation, and the weight of it was almost overwhelming. But as he looked at Rhodes 1, he felt a surge of determination. He had to prove himself—not just to his wingman, but to the entire squadron.
The roar of jet engines filled the air as Rhodes 1, Lumen, and the 42nd Squadron took off into the cold, dark sky. The flight to the nuclear site was tense, each pilot mentally preparing for the battle ahead. The site was heavily fortified, surrounded by anti-aircraft guns, missile batteries, and a swarm of enemy fighters. It was a fortress, and breaching it would require precision, skill, and a lot of luck.
As they approached the site, the first wave of anti-aircraft fire lit up the sky. Explosions rocked the formation as the 42nd Squadron engaged the enemy defenses. Rhodes 1 took point, his F-15 slicing through the chaos with lethal precision.
"Lumen, stay close and watch my six," Rhodes 1 ordered as they dove into the fray. The air was thick with tracer fire and missile trails, and the pilots of the 42nd Squadron were locked in a deadly dance with the enemy.
Lumen gritted his teeth and followed Rhodes 1’s lead, his hands gripping the controls tightly. The battlefield was a maelstrom of destruction, and he had to keep his wits about him to survive. He watched as Rhodes 1 expertly weaved through the enemy defenses, taking out key targets with surgical strikes.
But the enemy was relentless. One by one, the planes of the 42nd Squadron were picked off, their pilots barely having time to eject before their aircraft were torn apart. Lumen’s heart sank as he saw the icons on his radar screen disappear. The odds were growing slimmer by the second.
"Rhodes 1, we’ve lost most of the squadron!" Lumen’s voice cracked over the radio, the fear creeping in.
"Focus, Lumen!" Rhodes 1 snapped back. "We’ve got a job to do. We’re almost at the core of the site. Stay with me!"
The nuclear site loomed ahead, a massive complex bristling with defenses. Rhodes 1 knew they had to hit the core’s power system to disable the launch mechanisms. It was a suicide mission for anyone but him, and even he wasn’t sure he could pull it off.
"Going in!" Rhodes 1 announced as he pulled his F-15 into a steep dive, heading straight for the heart of the site.
The core was buried deep within the structure, accessible only through a narrow, winding tunnel lined with obstacles. Rhodes 1’s hands moved with practiced ease as he maneuvered through the tight space, his mind focused entirely on the task at hand.
"Lumen, hold position and cover me," Rhodes 1 ordered. "I’m going to take out the core."
Lumen watched in awe as Rhodes 1 navigated the impossible terrain, his F-15 dancing between the walls of the tunnel. He knew he didn’t have the skill to follow, and the thought filled him with frustration and self-doubt. But he pushed those feelings aside. Rhodes 1 needed him to hold the line, and that’s what he would do.
Inside the tunnel, Rhodes 1’s world shrank to the confines of his cockpit. The walls blurred past him, and the core’s power system came into view, a glowing mass of machinery and cables. He locked on with his targeting computer, his finger hovering over the missile trigger.
"Come on… come on…" he muttered, waiting for the perfect moment.
With a flash, he fired. The missile streaked toward the core, striking it dead center. The explosion was instantaneous, the shockwave rattling Rhodes 1’s jet as he pulled up sharply to avoid the collapsing tunnel. He barely made it out, the flames licking at his tail as he shot back into the open sky.
"Lumen, I’m clear! Let’s finish this!" Rhodes 1 called out as he rejoined his wingman.
The site below erupted in secondary explosions as the power system failed, the nuclear warheads rendered useless. The Reunion Movement’s plan had been foiled, and the world had been spared from nuclear annihilation—for now.
As they flew away from the burning wreckage, Lumen’s voice came over the radio, filled with a mix of relief and admiration. "You did it, Rhodes 1. You really did it."
Rhodes 1 allowed himself a brief smile. "We did it, Lumen. We both made it out. And that’s what matters."
But as they headed back to base, Rhodes 1 couldn’t shake the feeling that this victory was only temporary. The Reunion Movement was still out there, and Solo Wing Elysium was with them. The war was far from over, and Rhodes 1 knew that the hardest battles were yet to come.
**FALSE PROMISES**
The adrenaline of their recent victory still coursed through Rhodes 1 and Lumen as they set a course for home. The skies were clear, and the two pilots allowed themselves a rare moment of levity as they left the chaos of the battlefield behind them.
"Hey, Rhodes 1," Lumen’s voice crackled over the radio, a lightness in his tone that hadn’t been there before. "You know, when we get back, I’m planning to take Irene out on a date. She’s been waiting for me to come home for weeks now. We were thinking of checking out that little café by the lake. The one with the amazing view."
Rhodes 1 couldn’t help but smile at Lumen’s enthusiasm. Despite the horrors they’d faced, the younger pilot still had dreams, hopes, and a future to look forward to. It was a reminder of what they were fighting for—the people they loved, the lives they wanted to protect.
"Sounds like a good plan, Lumen," Rhodes 1 replied, his voice steady. "Make sure you get her something nice. And don’t mess it up. You only get one shot at moments like those."
Lumen laughed, the sound a brief reprieve from the tension that had hung over them for days. "Don’t worry, Rhodes 1. I’ll make it perfect. You should join us sometime. I think Irene would like that."
But before Rhodes 1 could respond, a harsh voice cut through the radio chatter. The Kjerag AWACS operator, his tone urgent, broke the moment of peace.
"Rhodes Squadron, be advised! We have an unknown aircraft closing in on your position at high speed. Bearing 070, altitude 15,000 feet. It’s coming in hot!"
Rhodes 1’s eyes narrowed as he scanned the horizon. The battlefield might have been behind them, but the war was far from over. "Lumen, stay sharp. We’re not out of this yet."
Before Lumen could respond, his radar blared a warning. "I’ve got a lock! Incoming missile!" Lumen shouted, his voice tinged with panic.
Rhodes 1 instinctively checked his own systems, but the missile wasn’t targeting him—it was locked onto Lumen. "Break, Lumen, break!" Rhodes 1 commanded, but it was too late.
Lumen saw the long, red streak of the missile arcing towards him, and in that split second, he made a decision. Without hesitation, he pulled his F-16 in front of Rhodes 1’s path, taking the full force of the missile.
The explosion was deafening. Rhodes 1 watched in horror as Lumen’s jet was torn apart in a fiery blaze, pieces of the aircraft scattering across the sky. The shockwave rattled his own F-15, and he fought to keep it under control.
"LUMEN!" Rhodes 1’s shout was drowned out by the chaos, but there was no answer. His heart pounded in his chest as he scanned the skies for any sign of his wingman, but all he could see was the smoke trail leading down to the earth below.
A cold, familiar voice crackled over the radio, sending a chill down Rhodes 1’s spine. "So… found the reason to fight yet, buddy?"
Rhodes 1’s blood ran cold as he recognized the voice. It was Solo Wing Elysium. The traitor, the man who had once been his closest ally, now aligned with the Reunion Movement. And there he was, in the unknown aircraft that had just taken down Lumen.
Rhodes 1’s eyes locked onto the silhouette of the enemy jet as it circled above. It was sleek, menacing, painted in dark, ominous colors. And emblazoned on its tail was a symbol that had once represented friendship but now stood for betrayal—a wing, torn and bleeding.
"You bastard," Rhodes 1 growled, his hands tightening around the controls. The grief and anger welled up inside him, threatening to boil over. Lumen’s laughter, his dreams of a future with Irene, all of it had been snatched away in an instant by the man who now taunted him over the radio.
"Is this what you’ve become, Elysium? A murderer?" Rhodes 1 spat the words, his voice shaking with fury.
"Rhodes 1," Elysium’s voice was calm, almost cold. "This is what the world made me. You and I… we’re not so different. We’re both fighting for something. The only difference is that I’ve found my reason. Have you?"
Rhodes 1’s mind raced. The sky around him felt suffocating, filled with the echoes of betrayal and the ghost of his fallen wingman. But as much as the rage burned within him, he knew he couldn’t lose control. Not now. Not with Elysium watching, waiting for him to make a mistake.
"This ends here, Elysium," Rhodes 1 declared, his voice steel. "You’ve chosen your path, and I’ve chosen mine. But make no mistake—I’ll take you down."
A bitter laugh came from Elysium’s end. "We’ll see about that, buddy."
Without another word, Elysium’s aircraft broke off from its circling pattern and rocketed towards Rhodes 1, guns blazing. Rhodes 1 pulled back on the throttle, pushing his F-15 into a tight evasive maneuver. The dogfight that followed was intense, both pilots pushing their jets to the limit, their once synchronized movements now turned deadly as they sought to outmaneuver each other.
But Elysium wasn’t just any opponent—he was Rhodes 1’s equal, his shadow. Every move Rhodes 1 made, Elysium countered with precision, the two of them locked in a deadly dance in the sky.
Rhodes 1’s mind raced, not just with the battle at hand, but with the memories of Lumen, Irene, and everything they had fought for. Elysium might have found his twisted reason to fight, but Rhodes 1 had found his as well. It wasn’t about hatred or revenge—it was about protecting what mattered. It was about ensuring that no one else would lose what he had lost.
The battle raged on, but Rhodes 1 knew that this was just the beginning. The Reunion Movement, Elysium’s betrayal, and the war that threatened to consume Terra—it all led to this moment, and there would be no turning back.
As the skies around them burned, Rhodes 1 swore to himself that he would end this, no matter the cost. Elysium might have taken Lumen, but he would never take Rhodes 1’s resolve.
The battle was far from over, but Rhodes 1 was ready for whatever came next. The war for Terra’s future had only just begun.
**TWO SIDES OF A COIN**
The battle between Rhodes 1 and Solo Wing Elysium raged on, high above the war-torn lands of Kjerag. The sky was their arena, and their aircraft were extensions of their wills, dancing through the clouds in a deadly ballet. Each pilot knew the other’s moves, every feint and dodge, every calculated risk—it was like looking into a mirror, but this reflection was one of hatred, betrayal, and unrelenting resolve.
Elysium’s ADFX-01 Morgan was a formidable beast, a prototype fighter developed in secret by the Kazdels. The sleek, dark jet was outfitted with the latest technology, a weapon of war designed to dominate the skies. It bristled with advanced weaponry and boasted capabilities that far surpassed Rhodes 1’s aging F-15. The Morgan’s engines roared with power as it maneuvered with impossible agility, its pilot pushing it to the limits.
But Rhodes 1 was no ordinary pilot. His F-15 might have been older, less advanced, but he knew its every quirk, every strength and weakness. It had carried him through countless battles, and he trusted it as much as he trusted his own instincts. And those instincts were screaming at him now—find a way to win, no matter what.
The two aircraft clashed again and again, their guns blazing, missiles streaking through the air. Elysium pressed the attack relentlessly, using the Morgan’s superior speed and firepower to try and overwhelm Rhodes 1. But each time, Rhodes 1 managed to evade, twisting his jet in tight, daring maneuvers that kept him just out of reach.
As the battle wore on, Rhodes 1 realized something. Elysium’s Morgan, for all its advanced technology, had a vulnerability. The front intakes—those crucial openings that fed air into the jet’s powerful engines—looked exposed. If he could land a precise shot there, it might just cripple the Morgan, leveling the playing field.
But to get that shot, Rhodes 1 would need to get close—dangerously close. It was a gamble, a risk that could cost him everything. But Rhodes 1 knew there was no other way. Elysium was too skilled, the Morgan too powerful. This fight wouldn’t be won by superior firepower or technology. It would be won by the better pilot, the one with the sharper instincts, the cooler nerve.
Rhodes 1 gritted his teeth and made his decision. He would force a joust—an aerial duel where both jets would fly head-on at each other, testing who had the bravery to hold their course longer, to fire the decisive shot at the critical moment.
"Elysium," Rhodes 1 muttered under his breath, his hands steady on the controls. "You always were the more reckless one."
He banked his F-15 hard, turning it around to face the oncoming Morgan. Elysium, seeing the maneuver, did the same. The two jets lined up on opposite sides of the sky, their noses pointed directly at each other. The distance between them closed rapidly, the gap shrinking with terrifying speed.
For a brief moment, everything else fell away—the war, the past, even Lumen’s death. It was just Rhodes 1 and Elysium, locked in a final, fateful duel. The skies around them blurred, the roar of their engines drowning out everything else. The world seemed to narrow to a single point—the moment of truth.
The two jets barreled towards each other, neither pilot flinching, neither giving an inch. The Morgan’s advanced systems locked onto Rhodes 1’s F-15, ready to unleash a barrage of fire. But Rhodes 1’s eyes were locked on the Morgan’s intakes, his mind calculating the perfect angle, the exact timing.
They were almost on top of each other now, just seconds away from collision. Rhodes 1’s heart pounded in his chest, but his hands were steady. He knew what he had to do.
At the last possible moment, Rhodes 1 yanked his control stick hard, sending his F-15 into a tight roll. The sudden maneuver caused Elysium to fire his guns prematurely, the rounds tearing through the space where Rhodes 1 had been just a heartbeat before. But now, Rhodes 1 was in position. He squeezed the trigger, unleashing a burst of fire straight into the Morgan’s intakes.
The rounds punched into the exposed intakes, tearing through the fragile components inside. The Morgan’s engines sputtered and then erupted in a fiery explosion. Elysium’s jet shuddered violently, trailing smoke as it began to lose altitude.
Rhodes 1 pulled up sharply, narrowly avoiding a collision with the crippled Morgan. He glanced back, watching as Elysium’s jet spiraled downwards, out of control. For a moment, he thought it was over—that he had won.
But Elysium wasn’t done yet. Even as his jet fell apart around him, he fought to regain control, pushing the Morgan to its absolute limits. "You think you’ve beaten me?" Elysium’s voice crackled over the radio, filled with rage and defiance. "This isn’t over, Rhodes 1. I’ll take you down with me!"
The Morgan’s remaining weapons systems flared to life, a desperate, final salvo aimed at Rhodes 1. But the damage had been done. The missiles and bullets veered off course, the Morgan’s systems too damaged to function properly.
Rhodes 1 watched as Elysium’s jet plummeted towards the ground, flames licking at its wings. There was no joy in the victory, no sense of triumph. He had done what he had to, but the cost had been steep.
As Elysium’s jet finally impacted the ground in a fiery explosion, Rhodes 1 let out a long, shaky breath. The sky was quiet once more, the echoes of battle fading into the distance. But the war was far from over. There were still enemies to face, battles to fight, and a world to save.
Rhodes 1 turned his jet back towards home, his thoughts heavy. Elysium had been his friend once, and now he was gone. But Rhodes 1 couldn’t afford to dwell on the past. Lumen’s sacrifice, the lives of those he was fighting to protect—they were counting on him.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the sky in shades of orange and red, Rhodes 1 knew that the fight was far from over. But he was ready, whatever came next. The skies belonged to him now, and he would defend them with everything he had.
Rhodes 1 felt the tension leave his body as he watched the ADFX-01 Morgan spiral out of control. The battle had been fierce, the outcome uncertain until the very last moment. But now, with the threat neutralized, he could finally allow himself a moment of relief. He began to turn his F-15 back towards the base, the glow of the setting sun casting long shadows across the landscape.
But something caught his eye—a dark shape against the bright sky. He looked back, and there it was: the Morgan, still tumbling through the air, its engines dead, smoke trailing from its ruined body. And then, a small flash—a tiny dot separating from the wreckage. Elysium had ejected.
Rhodes 1’s gaze lingered on the sight of the parachute opening, billowing out against the orange sky. Elysium was alive. Despite everything, his former comrade had survived. For a moment, Rhodes 1 considered turning back, perhaps to finish what he started or to confront Elysium one last time.
But instead, he simply shook his head and pushed the thought aside. Elysium’s fate was no longer his concern. He had done what he needed to do. Whatever came next, that was for Elysium to decide. With a heavy heart, Rhodes 1 turned his jet away from the falling parachute, leaving the past behind him as he flew off into the unknown.
**FOREVER BROTHER IN ARMS**
The years had been unkind to Terra. The scars of the Kazdel war still marred the land, but time had a way of healing even the deepest wounds. In the heart of Kjerag, a new sense of hope had begun to take root, nurtured by those who had fought for its survival.
Among them was a man once known as Solo Wing Elysium. No longer the idealistic pilot who had flown beside Rhodes 1, Elysium had become something of a legend in his own right. A freedom fighter for Kjerag, he had dedicated his life to ensuring that the horrors of the past would never be repeated. His voice had become a rallying cry for those who sought justice, his words a beacon for those who had lost everything.
Today, Elysium found himself sitting across from a young reporter in a modest room, the walls adorned with maps and symbols of Kjerag’s resistance. The reporter, eager and wide-eyed, had come to ask him about the war, about the battles that had shaped the world they now lived in. And Elysium, ever the storyteller, obliged.
He spoke of the Kazdel war, of the dark days when hope had seemed all but lost. He recounted the battles, the sacrifices, the betrayals that had defined that tumultuous time. The reporter listened intently, scribbling notes, capturing every word.
As the interview drew to a close, the reporter leaned forward, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. "And what of Rhodes 1?" he asked. "The stories say he vanished after the war. Do you know what became of him?"
Elysium paused, a wistful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He looked out the window, as if searching the skies for something—or someone—long gone. "Rhodes 1 was the best of us," he said quietly. "A man who believed in something greater, even when the rest of us lost our way."
The reporter waited, sensing there was more to come.
Elysium turned back to the reporter, his expression unreadable. "You know, in this world, not all stories have an ending. Some just… continue. And sometimes, you have to wonder if the people you left behind are still out there, somewhere."
He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a near whisper. "Hey, buddy," he said, addressing not the reporter, but someone far away, someone who might be reading these words. "Still alive?"
The question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning. The reporter blinked, unsure of what to say, but Elysium simply sat back, the enigmatic smile still on his face.
The interview ended soon after, the reporter thanking Elysium for his time and leaving with his notes, eager to write the story of a lifetime. But Elysium remained in his seat, his thoughts drifting back to the past, to a time when the skies were filled with the roar of jets and the air crackled with the tension of battle.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the room in shadow, Elysium wondered if Rhodes 1 was still out there, flying through the endless sky, just as he had always done. And if, one day, their paths might cross again.
But for now, all he could do was wait—and hope. | r/0sanitymemes | post | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
u/DVG79 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
i just wanna say if you've read part 1 and 2 and have come this far i just wanna thank you | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Buddy/10
Peak aircraft story | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
F in chat fr Lumen tho | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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Hmm skadi cute hair | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
**KILL THE OCEAN! BEHEAD THE OCEAN! ROUNDHOUSE KICK THE OCEAN INTO THE CONCRETE! SLAM DUNK THE BABY OCEAN INTO THE TRASH CAN! CRUCIFY THE FILTHY OCEAN! DEFECATE INTO THE OCEAN! LAUNCH THE OCEAN INTO THE SUN! STIR FRY THE OCEAN IN A WOK! TOSS THE OCEAN INTO ACTIVE VOLCANOES! URINATE INTO THE OCEAN! JUDO THROW THE OCEAN INTO A WOOD CHIPPER! TWIST THE OCEANS HEADS OFF! REPORT THE OCEAN TO THE IRS! KARATE CHOP THE OCEAN IN HALF! CURB STOMP THE PREGNANT OCEAN! TRAP THE OCEAN IN QUICKSAND! CRUSH THE OCEAN IN THE TRASH COMPACTOR! LIQUIFY THE OCEAN IN A VAT OF ACID! EAT THE OCEAN! DISSECT THE OCEAN! EXTERMINATE THE OCEAN IN THE GAS CHAMBER! STOMP THE OCEANS SKULLS WITH STEEL-TOED BOOTS! CREMATE THE OCEAN IN THE OVEN! LOBOTOMIZED OCEAN! MANDATORY ABORTIONS FOR THE OCEAN! GRIND THE OCEAN FETUSES IN THE GARBAGE DISPOSAL! DROWN THE OCEAN IN FRIED CHICKEN GREASE! VAPORIZE THE OCEAN WITH A RAYGUN! KICK THE OLD OCEAN DOWN THE STAIRS! FEED THE OCEAN TO ALLIGATORS! SLICE THE OCEAN WITH A KATANA!** | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Kyaaaa Skadi!!! | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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Always 🗣️🗣️🗣️ | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I can't add images very cringe | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Probably later on you can. It's always like this. Sometimes you can, sometimes you can't. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
THE MOONLIGHT MELTS OUR STEELY PLANET, FORGING OUR GOD AND HEART WITHIN
WITH THE GOD AND HEART, DOTH WE CHARGE TOWARDS THIS ETERNALLY AWOKEN CITY
THE BRAMBLES SHALL CHANGE AWAY THE WIRING, WANTED LISTS CIRCULATE ABOUT
TO THE WEST LIES THE FORESTS OF OLD, AIDING THY ESCAPE FROM UNNUMBERED MAZES
TO THE WEST SHINES A SHOOTING-STAR, WATCHING THY CHARGE INTO UNNUMBERED MAZES
LIGHT AND DARK IS THE REALM OF MAN
LIGHT AND DARK IS THE REALM OF MAN | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I would love biting Earthspirit's neck... | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Weird i remember i was able to before | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I like to creep around Rhodes Island and act like a goblin.
I don’t know why but I just enjoy doing this. Maybe it’s my way of dealing with bad gacha luck or something but I just do it about once every week. Generally I’ll carry around a sack and creep around in a sort of crouch-walking position making goblin noises, then I’ll walk around the different departments on rhodes island and pick up various different “trinkets” and put them in my bag while saying stuff like “I’ll be having that” and laughing maniacally in my goblin voice (“trinkets” can include anything from shit I find on the ground to Młynar’s newspaper or Mumu’s bath water). The other day I was talking with Kaltsit and she mentioned hearing weird noises like what I wrote about and I was just internally screaming the entire conversation. I’m 99% sure she doesn’t know it’s me but god that 1% chance is seriously weighing on my mind. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Doktah is a twink femboy and Kaltsit is keeping him all to herself | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
No it's always like this. Don't know if it's a Reddit thing or the mod thing but for what I noticed, you can only upload image on the comments section for small amount of times like at least 4 days or more and then suddenly you can't do it for a while.
I feel bad for OP since he can't do his thing right now. Really bad timing if I have to say. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Chinese Garlic Sauce for Stir-Fries
Ingredients
2 tablespoons rice vinegar
2 tablespoons granulated sugar
1 tablespoon light soy sauce
1 tablespoon dark soy sauce
2 teaspoons Chinese rice wine (or dry sherry)
1/2 teaspoon chili sauce, or according to taste
1/4 teaspoon sesame oil
1 1/2 teaspoons cornstarch
1 tablespoon water
1 tablespoon vegetable oil (or peanut oil)
3 to 4 medium cloves garlic, finely chopped (or 4 teaspoons chopped garlic)
Gather the ingredients
In a small bowl, stir together the rice vinegar, sugar, soy sauces, rice wine or sherry, chile sauce, and sesame oil
In a separate small bowl, dissolve the cornstarch in the water
Heat the oil over medium heat in a saucepan. Add the chopped garlic and cook, stirring until aromatic (around 30 seconds). Watch very carefully to make sure it doesn't bur
Quickly re-stir the soy sauce mixture, add it to the saucepan, and bring to a boil, stirring. This should take about a minute
Re-stir the cornstarch-water mixture and add it to the sauce, stirring to thicken
Use in your favorite stir fries and enjoy | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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Gladiia is that you? (I don’t know what she generally says) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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But I can send gifs, also sick user flair | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/45e9q4r39zid1.gif
Bro when Earthspirit: | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/eh8cn1s79zid1.gif
(I kinda want to see a Kal’sit version of this gif) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
ME WHEN HER THIGHS!!!! | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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(Kal’stare) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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I see, and here i thought i was getting silent ban for uploading pictures in replies | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
...I- I don't know what to say right now. I now able to upload image too... Hmm.
[also thanks. I make this because of this post. it stuck in my head for a while and I thought it will nice reference for someone understand it ](https://www.reddit.com/r/0sanitymemes/s/wOoGMuFKJc) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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Uwaaaa white hair white hair white hair | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
No dick, no balls lmao
https://i.redd.it/l5x30uiobzid1.gif | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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😕 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
HER TUMMY!!!!! | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I am not at 0 sanity right now but does bug cat appreciate daughters? | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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Raaaaaaaa🗣️🗣️🔊🔊🔊
https://i.redd.it/jwvxdeovfzid1.gif
~~Bratty Earthspirit ruining my free 4\* recruit in IS4~~ | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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Showered with love and affection | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/5xge88axgzid1.gif
Really? Right in front of my ice cream? | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
AH NUUUUUU CHEEKI BREEKI I V DAMKE | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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What is your limit on how many snackies you can have. And why does Kal'tsit say no | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
BREEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAASSSSSTSS!!!!!!!!!!!!1!1!1 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/bop0ul1lhzid1.gif
Pleaseeeee Kal’sit 500 snacks, pleaseeeeeeeeee | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/0j4sfhtohzid1.gif
How can I unsee this? (looks like a penus) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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https://i.redd.it/0bs3wwxiizid1.gif
*operator death sound effects* | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Or get physical
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brain dmg | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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OOORRRRGHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I want to monch Monch | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Executor: You're a deadbeat
Virtuosa: And you're a fed
Executor: Tax evasion is a crime, Arturia
Virtuosa: IT'S AN OBLIGATION | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I want to [REDACTED] Mostima | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
So let it be war, from the skies of Columbia to the end of tundra!
Let the seas boil! Let the stars fall!
Though it takes the last drop of my blood! I will see the Terra freed once more!
And if I cannot save it from your kind, Ishar-Mla, then let the Terra BURN!
-Some bald man speech before he solo THE SEA 🌊 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Touching Provence's tail without consent | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
WARMY IS OUR WARMTH😭 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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Donkeh is that you? | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Doktah's mouth is actually a ramen bowl. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I used OG prime to restore sanity and keep farming materials 😏 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
oh no… Does kaltsit know of my strange “behaviour”?! | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Does anybody else wonder about the smell of Blaze's boots? The sweet fragrance that must waft from in between her toes, exiting the hole at the top of the boots when she removes them after a hard days work killing R.I.'s enemies for Kal without the tits. How I wish to bottle up the scent, spraying small amounts when I am craving the odor. How I wonder what it would be like, would it be fruity, or would it be sour? The comfort such an aroma would bring me is more comforting than when Amiya tells me to play another game whenever I get bored of playing Arknights. More comforting than Mueslsysse's bath water. Would this smell change from in between story arcs, would there be such a scent on the landship, where she is but a spirit? I sometimes lay on the beach in the relaxing scenery of Siesta, outside of my office, wondering to myself what the smell would be like. How much I crave it, more than a dungeon drop, more than any mount. How the smell must change when she says another quirky line like "the gloves are off!" (oh how I wish it were the boots that were off) and how each drop of sweat adds to the cocktail of her leathery but well travelled stench. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Hey guys, did you know that in terms of cross race breeding with the many operators in Arknights, Specter or Laurentina is the most compatible operator for us dokutahs? Specter is based off a shark, which means although she has the height of 162cm, with her natural aggressive nature to dominate in bed, and with her impressive Base Stats for HP and access to her talent “Abyssal Regeneration”, you can be rough with her. Due to her race, being an Aegir, there’s no doubt in my mind that an aroused Specter would be incredibly wet, not only that, her pale smooth skin, menacing red eyes, her sharp shark like teeth and crazy personality, you can be sure to have sex with her for hours without getting soft. Her skill “Bone Fracture” can help her keep on going for a long time. With her talent abyssal regeneration, she can always recover from her fatigue almost instantly. No other operators comes close to this level of compatibility on bed.
Also, with the event “Stultifera Navis”, her alter version Specter the Unchained is introduced. Now she has recover her memories and have a sane mentality. Specter the Unchained or Spectral, comes with a new personality of a dommy mommy and many set of skills to dominate us in bed. Spectral ooze out the dom energy, her teasing and pleasant voice are enough to get you hard instantly. moving to her skills, the “Skill to Survive” which allows her to exchange her HP percentage with the lowest one near her can be use as a double edge sword. Say that she started to get tired , using this skill, she can switch with your vigor to keep being top or you can force her to activate it while she is overwhelming you to turn the tables around. Her second skill “The Thirst to Survive” is almost the same as her base self skill “Bone Fracture” but with increase aspd for rougher sexual intercourse. Her third skill “The Pressure to Survive” can increase her max with the cost of lower atk speed , this can be great skill for the start of the deed for slow , raw , hip breaking sex. In case you might still prefer her crazy nun persona , in the heat of ‘battle’ she can switch back to her crazy personality. Her talent “Embrace Self” can achieve this in case she need to switch to rest or her skill 2 ended. Her second talent “Aegir’s Depths” can increase all abyssal hunters HP by 20% and naturally this also affect her for more action on bed. To top it off , in the up coming CN event, there are no longer restriction for base and alter operator to be on field which mean you can also have both crazy nun, possibly yandere specter and the sane mommy shark speactral both at the same time for best time of your life.
Credits to u/just_passing123 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I wanna see bagpipe in rakna-kadaki armour cuz i want her to be my bride 🗿 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
[If you wondering](https://www.reddit.com/r/MHRise/comments/rlolkc/raknakadaki_mhr_armor_concept_art_source_design/?rdt=49409) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Skadi Skadi Skadi Skadi Skadi
I like Skadi. Skadi is my favorite character. *skadi* I am in possession of 4 token specifically devoted to ska. *di* I own a full collection of skadi operators and skins. *skadi* every single update I’m waiting for new skadi skin. *skadi* My daily routine starts from thought about skadi. *skadi* Before running at the park i start listening to undertide theme on loop. *skadi* My desktop is filled with 1gb of skadi “safe for work” artwork. *skAdi* I have written a 100 page novel involving around skadi. For some reason i cannot activate any neurons in my brain, I blame el director. *skadi* I recently found out that base skadi is not a meta, I don’t give a shit and use her anyway. *skadi* I ignored every dialogue in the game… except for skadi. *idaks* yesterday while playing undertide event, I encountered a conversation involving skadi and quintus, I didn’t like it. *holy shit skadi* I had a dream about skadi… who wish me a happy birthday in middle of our haunt, we tearing and chewing those fresh together, terran or seaborn doesn’t matter. *skidi* I am refusing to read other story until I finish undertide and IS3.
スカディI intentionally tried to use skadi to solo patriot to send a message. *สกาดี่* In my opinion, the interaction between ska and specty are very cute. *Or ca* Someone told me that ska doesn’t exist, I disagreed and proceeded that their opinion is valid… however the possibility of human technology is infinite resulting in no concrete answer. *skadoo* You simp to skadi because her appearance and personality is appealing to you, i simp for her because i like her singing and silky white hair. *skadiskadiskadi* I participated in the logos x mudrock drama in order to study my future opponents…not to choose a side. *La orca* I intentionally play undertide even though our trust is already 200%. *skadi* I turned off adblock for every skadi related video to support skadification.
*dididi* skadi lectured me on how to stop acting like a femboy and be a (wo)man. *Skadook* you can receive skalter for a week google 7 days free. Скади I was involved in the whaling of 87. *skadi~* i bred hundred of dolphins in minecraft just to turn all of them into skadi. *mojang add orca pls* I heard your skadi addiction is strong, let me fight it. *ded* I am in the process of making fanfic involving skadi in the U corp, it’s very complicated. *W H A L E* I get to the IS3 skadi ending and purposely lose to her. *skadi my beloved* I quit taking my meds just too see skadi more often. *da fish* I turned my house into skadi church in order not to miss even a single moment with her. *skadi* did you know that in terms of maximum age, skadi can live up to 80 years which is very similar to maximum age of human nowadays. *skado* I invite a girl a dinner just to tell her the existence of skadi and left that restaurant without paying. *skadinavian* skadi reminds me a lot of Victoria from black souls 2 and I can’t tell why . *eat me* I finished every fishing minigames in game I played. *orcadi* I catfished skadi to gather an army of skadi simps *ska x di* new skins art of skadi were leaked and published on one of the art platforms you can find them by search “skadi Devaintart”. *skadi* you can also find it in funny green website. *skadi* when you finished reading this, my simping is in a state that simultaneously ends and jump up to whole ‘nother level. *killer whale* And most importantly… I’m just a whale… I’m just a whale… I’m just a whallllleeee | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/ql1h8ogzs0jd1.gif
Get out 🗣️🗣️🗣️🔊🔊🔊 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/noqs8qw3t0jd1.gif
Understandable | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/8bw4yc86t0jd1.gif
Ummm no? | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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https://i.redd.it/rkv3vh9mt0jd1.gif
***Poke poke poke*** | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/p2p79ntut0jd1.gif
Let me solo her | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/2c8swvgyt0jd1.gif
(Leaning for a kiss) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/3o3img03u0jd1.gif
Noooooooooooo get out of my head (breeding) get out of my head (breeding) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/tirsgwuau0jd1.gif
I mean, it’s 0 sanity for a reason | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Doctor with an Accatran MKII Recon Lasgun and he fires volley of rapid firing las shots to the enemies which canonically can pierce the body off | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
https://i.redd.it/3936vtceu0jd1.gif
Agree 👍 (like seggs?) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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https://i.redd.it/26swzoauu0jd1.gif
Virtuosa: Tax invasions is inevitable, Executor\* | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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https://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Lasgun | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I will summon an army of astral servitors to blow up your skull | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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Bro rn | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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I love crack | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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