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  • zayathekid
    23.09.2021 - 22 minutes ago

    did something happen when story of seasons olive town was being produced? bc this game is below par vs the gamecube harvest moon games i grew up playing and that's not a compliment. there are so many aspects of it that seem entirely unfinished, like they just got dropped in the middle of development and never picked back up. but how does that even happen in such a longrunning franchise? i can hardly find any information online when i try to google my questions, & there's next to no fanart of it anywhere. what happened to this game lol

    #im playing it on the switch like its not archaic #i think it came out in 2018? #its not good when magical melody and a wonderful life are arguably better polished when theyre like. 10 years old #what kinda indie dev shit is having blank loading screens w poorly sited screenshots people have taken on the screen? #not only did they spoil a lot of things before i saw them but none of them are Good Pictures #most of them dont even have a name attached & the ones that do are all lowercase #no frame around the images even. no glamor. just screenshots of future npcs you havent unlocked yet on a blank brown screen #or the fact that the machines take up 4 big square spaces when theyre the size of 1 and cant be placed on paths #or how about the complete lack of quality of life changes from games of old? #the shoddy controls.. the tiny itty bitty size of the map #its just not good! id be happy if this was from like a tiny indie studio as their first toe in farming rpgs #but indie creators OUTSHINE this by MILES. stardew valley was made by One Man and is endlessly better done #idk its just rlly disappointing. im still playing bc i miss my GameCube but man i expected so much better :-(
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  • garlic-sauc3
    23.09.2021 - 45 minutes ago

    A little progress is still progress, and it should be celebrated

    #motivational #idk i was just taking a picture of my embroidery even though it was barely anything #i like taking pictures of my progress bc it helps me fet motivated and feel better about my accomplishments
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  • justanxiousme
    23.09.2021 - 48 minutes ago

    Sometimes I miss my long hair 😔

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  • sugaronmytongueheads
    23.09.2021 - 55 minutes ago
    #i'd actually die if there were pictures of his thighs #also those shorts look like the ones from the other picture of him with shorts on? #also also why his he so long oh my god #david byrne
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  • moldy-peachpit
    23.09.2021 - 59 minutes ago

    I chopped all my hair off like 3 days ago and I really hate it. Post ig.

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  • charlotteraspberry
    23.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    buy my album to see all my uncensored pics 😈😈

    reblog and dm me for free sample 😉😉

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  • dirt-n-debris
    23.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Queer love in a heteronormative narrative / Maan & Firoz (Part 3)

    Part 1 | Part 2

    #oh finally it's done #i know i know all i had to do was to put the pictures together #but tumblr kept deleting my posts #and it really really needs to get rid of the picture limit #so annoying #anyway i really liked the queer subtext in this show especially in contrast to the heteronormative victorian ideals of the main plot #and I didn't know know Vikram Seth the author was gay which I came to know later #so then I was more comfortable with the idea of him representing queer love #in india #and then i read this article amd really loved it #i love how the writer has included scholars #so it's like both parts of my heart coming together #literature and theory #i mean they always go together but get the vibe #also most probably zero of my two followers will actually see this so hello darkness my old friend #welcome to the void #books and literature #a suitable boy
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  • jvzebel-x
    23.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    x.

    the goddess of love birthed in violence from seafoam&blessed with beauty that demands death as tribute, she who raised an empire from the blood of a decade-ravaged battlefield, pulled rulers through the teeth of a bear like golden apple seeds. the one sipping sparkling champagne&pinot noir on bar tops in sheer tops&no panties, soft legs&curves the only lady-like thing in sight, tempting anyone with the heart to look&breaking every heart without ever learning it's face or name. the one singing in two languages drunk&perfectly pitched like a forsaken debutante, getting higher than a cast-out angel&hearing more than Lucifer ever did all the purring voices calling, "what's a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?"

    (did you know, did you know? the goddess of love was the patron saint of the whores&housewives alike. did you know, did you know? while the harlots prayed for love&charm from one hand of the goddess, the ladies of the state prayed for the same, but from the other?)

    o.

    my greatest sin is this perpetual dedication to beauty, the obsession with it in every way that makes the lines between the senses blur, the separations between realities flimsy at best. i romanticize everything, can't bring myself to live life without the veneer of gossamer&glitter, won't so much as open my eyes without rose coloured glasses. my whole life has been dedicated to the pursuit of perfection: my mother called me a quitter once when i told her i hated doing something if i wasn't good at it, &i've refused to be bad at anything ever since, but my world fell apart upon realizing that perfection is subjective, &my existence never will be to anyone but me. i would do anything to see myself through the eyes of another, anything to be what a beholder holds in their eye when they think of beauty: everything i do, i do in pursuit of the center of myself, but i always underestimate how much the Other means to that until i'm shedding mask after mask, horrified at the idea that there might be nothing under all the layers of careful paint&porcelain. what is a person, at their core, without the gaze of another?

    (they warned you about staring long into the abyss, but no one told you it would have a name, a smile, teeth to bite with. they warned you about the wages of sin, but no one ever said they'd be so sweet or feel so soft, after all. no one told you of this hunger, or that the craving would never stop.)

    x.

    the forgotten goddess, the one who gave her seat up to tend the flame of the hearth, instead. the eldest daughter, first to feel life from Rhea, first to have it bloodied&taken by Cronus. the original sacrifice: did Rhea turn her eyes away, wrap herself up in the heavens as her husband devoured her poor baby whole? did she tell herself the next time would be different, did she think if she just let this one child go, his hunger would be sated? how long, do you think, did it take the queen of the heavens to realize that if her husband had fears he would kill to absolve, she would need to accept she had fears she would risk it all to end? no matter what, this story ends with the eldest daughter becoming the youngest as her youngest brother, now oldest, rebirths her into the world so much bloodier a second time around, sets her free of the weight of ever having to trust herself to a man, woman, god, or titan ever again.

    (did you know, did you know? there was a time when every home said her name in prayer in the same breath as the king of Olympus, trusted only her to give their daily sacrifices to the gods. did you know, did you know? she never failed to divide it up to keep the gods' viciousness at bay, but like every eldest daughter, found herself forgotten, anyway.)

    o.

    it isn't that i need someone with a gentle touch, it's that i need someone with a gentle soul. history dictates that a touch can be faked long enough for fingers to curl around throats&crush windpipes disguised with a kiss, coo about how it was just another way to steal my breath away even as the darkness creeps in&seals my eyes shut. what can't be faked is the way a heart beats watching the sun crest the horizon with frost still on your breath, my head pressed flat against your chest after 26 hours of drugs, of parties, of crying, of fighting, of fucking. what can't be faked is the exasperation in your voice at being woken up at 3am by screaming&nightmares-- again-- being curbed only by the love necessary it takes to get out of bed&ask the hard questions-- again. i only know romance through mopping the blood up, cleaning out the wound so the cigarette smoke doesn't make the gash in your cheek go septic, wrapping knuckles to splints after hard days&harder nights. i only know how to say i love you at the wrong times, but i come bearing gifts&the eagerness of domestication that only a feral animal can truly understand.

    (i'm only worth knowing bloodied after a fist fight, i'm only worth knowing screaming&caked in salt under a full moon, i'm only really worth knowing pole dancing using the streetlights on the overpass. i fucked Tyler Durden or i became him; either way, i know the narrator's long gone.)

    x.

    the goddess who had just bloomed her way past a child, the one who knelt in blossoms, unaware&unafraid. she who found her personhood when she was ripped from the fields she breathed life into, when she was taken away on wings both dark&cold, when she was given the goblets&seeds of the dead. she who didn't lose the petals in her footsteps or dew drops in her fingertips, but still ground the mint to dust beneath her heels, still kept her captor on a leash that not even the blessings of a heavenly lyre&the muses themselves could outmatch in control. she who had her love taken from her, &still chose to give it back to the lovers who came to the foot of her throne. there are stories where she falls in love-- there are stories where her mother saves her. but in all these stories, the goddess of life is the queen of death, &in all these stories, she holds the king of death on a chain in one hand, with a sceptor given to her by the same lord not even Olympus could contain, the one who first took her, in the other.

    (did you know, did you know? birth&death are so interwoven that peoples around the world sprawling back through millennia have given goddesses life in one hand&death in the other. did you know, did you know? this snake has always eaten itself: she who gives life, will always welcome it back, at the end.)

    o.

    every person i've ever tricked into tripping into me&the bottomless pit that comes with me has accused me in one way or another of being too much: too bloody, too loud, too raw. too much. the beaches i grew up on never slid into the depths: the sand bars dropped into a different galaxy, ripped the ground away from the soles of your feet to leave you weightless&lost&drifting with no warning, &i've lived a lifetime angling to be just like that. give me the last of your breath, the sun-spotted polaroids of your mind's eye, all the most biased memories that flash in reels before you: paint me the world anew, whisper me history books worth of knowledge in that last breath. let me crawl into your skin, we can go to Valhalla together, see the fields of Elysian on the other side of one more deep breath. give me an ounce of life (nevermind that it's the last ounce of yours that i want), &i will show you worlds you can't possibly imagine.

    (if you tell me the sky is green&fuzzy, i'll believe you. if you tell me the sea is the colour of cotton candy&filled with wine, i'll believe you. if you tell me you love me, i'll believe you. i promise, i promise, i promise, it's true...)

    #all the best goddesses found their way to heaven&didnt (or couldnt) stay. #god(dess) complexes&love languages&the world through the eyes of another. #me#mine#my words #(ill reuse all my pictures until im dead idc.) #(also i might spend the time looking at this to polish it to maybe try to get it published? idk idk the terrifying ordeal of being known-- #--&all that but like three three three&signs&omens&all that&maybe the risk is worth it. i will die is forced to face rejection LOL ok bye.)
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  • bulkhummus
    23.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    i totally forgot to mention — god i cant believe i forgot this song — in my last post

    SNI BONG BY DENGUE FEVER

    IS SO GOOD!!!!!! — back when i worked at cvs for a clip (cosmically vile store) i remember hearing it while catching up on wtnv on shift and just like JAMMING OUT in the backroom while i packed boxes and sipped like my third redbull bc i was on my thirteen OT hour and then cried in the bathroom

    #(this job was the reason i actually started listening to wtnv again bc i wanted to Actually Kill Myself while working there) #and needed distractions bc doing the same task over and over again Full Time? with ahdh? during a pandemic ???? #it was a 24 hr cvs and i desperately needed a job after being laid off during covid lmao #it was HELL on earth #worst job ive ever worked and ive worked a LOT of jobs #worst company ever im not even exaggerating i Felt broken by them and i only worked there a few months #we had FOUR manager changes in my time there (like 6 months and a handful of days) FOUR if that paints a picture #Five if u include the temp while they tried to find someone #whenever i talk abt past work experience i feel like just mcelroy bc i too have worked about a 1000 retail jobs just to try em #justin* #this is a true story i cried in the bathroom after i heard this song bc i was stressed and overtired and for a Brief Moment the song made — #—Made me so Happy that i got overwhelmed #and i wanted to go home #man fuck cvs so hard i didnt realize how deeply seeded this hatred what until just now #Personal #i guess??? sorry for processing my retail trauma on main but its my blog lmao #it was next to a funeral home im convinced that cvs was cursed #wtnv #welcome to night vale #Justin
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  • yunangl
    23.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    my head is basically just “bboom bboom” on dr*gs 🤢🤢

    #i should listen to taeyeon n look at those riki pictures in my camera roll
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  • yarnings
    23.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    I made swiss chard pie for dinner (using beet greens, because the squirrel ate ALL of our swiss chard). Because I decided to use a white flour crust (it’s a dense and fibre-heavy enough pie, it doesn’t need the whole wheat), I actually needed to cut vents in the top of the pie, instead of just relying on the crust falling apart, for the first time in a very long time.

    It really doesn’t say good things about my food presentation that, apparently, any pie vent treatment other than “randomly stab it several times” results in my husband insisting on taking a picture before it’s cut.

    #food#cooking #it was just with his phone #so not only was he not so enamoured with it that he didn't care about quality #but it'll probably never see the light of day again #this reminds me #I need to get pictures from our trip last month off that phone #the other factor in him wanting to take pictures #is that his mother #despite being a visual artist #really doesn't believe in making pretty food #as opposed to my dad #who would do the whole schtick #with cutting leaves out of the scraps #and putting them on top of the pie next to the vents
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  • kiicho
    23.09.2021 - 1 hour ago
    @virusvirtue​ asked: ⚠ in which mori tries to be a gentleman for his boss's special lady
    Memes. // Accepting.

      “ Ah -- ! ” 

      She lets out a soft, high-pitched sound of surprise that’s out of place for someone like her. Nobody had ever handled her in such a manner in all her time as a mortal or a Servant, so it’s natural for her to feel awkward in the hold. Nervous glances get cast around here and there. When did the floor look so far away from here ? But, more importantly, w-who -- ?

      “ M-Mori ? ”

      What is he doing all of a sudden ? He’s picked her up like this, so she has no choice but appear like a frightened cat and cling onto him for a moment. Given Mori’s personality, it’s not as if there’s some kind of dangerous motive at play here either. Once the shock wears off, Kichō begrudgingly admits that this isn’t so bad actually. Not bad at all.

      “ Do I not have to walk for the rest of the day ? That’s good. You’ll take me where I need to go, right ? ” She proceeds to do the best she can wrap her arms around his neck. “ I always knew you were actually a gentleman, Mori. ”

    #virusvirtue #εїз *゚ /  ❝ hold my hand to embroider a lovely picture ❞ ( asks. ) #εїз *゚ /  ❝ the scar upon my palm continues to spread ❞ ( fate / main. ) #( hh h hh h this is so cute i'm sorry )
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  • angiestown
    23.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    running into the same problem looking for a therapist as I do on dating sites which is that everyone has a picture of their face as their profile picture and my brain doesn’t trust people who use a picture of their face as their profile picture

    #a human face? proof that they are a human and not to be trusted #sans undertale on a trans flag? now THAT is a face I can trust #my good friend who is a bulbasaur in real life and that is why they have a bulbasaur as a picture
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  • makimcdcsu
    23.09.2021 - 1 hour ago
    #also my current discord pfp is a picture of bryan danielson :3 #{ brizzy rambles (ooc post) } #{ mun likes }
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  • y2kakashi
    23.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    hey uh anyone know Why The Fuck i decided to move 20 hours away from everyone i care about or

    #ok congrats im out of my college town now what lol #now every day i check my phone to see plans and pictures of my best friends together having fun without me #and sit and all but stare at the wall for a few hours before i just fucking sleep #and then go back into the job that means nothing to me the next day and repeat #im! so! lonely!!!!! im so horribly lonely and sad and lost all the time now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #i have no drive or goals and now i have no people either!!!!! #i just exist!!!! and i sure as fuck couldn't tell you why!!!!!!! #im so miserable holy shit!!!!!! #cant talk to my family bc they're currently all treating me like a zoo exhibit #cant talk to my friends because i don't want them to feel guilty for having fun #so i rot instead!!! i stay lonely and miserable and i chain that shit to my ankles and just sit with it!!!!! #personal
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  • swampreigen
    23.09.2021 - 2 hours ago

    i finally feel like i'm over the Hair Grief Stage of cutting my hair

    #ray.txt #it took me longer than i expected and i do miss my long hair a little bit but its ok because i look good now and im happy #for those unaware i had beautiful vampire hair until august? and now my hair is short #ill post a picture in a sec maybe
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  • cellyboys
    23.09.2021 - 2 hours ago

    she | love on tour st paul

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  • rosierivera
    23.09.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Who wants a taste 👅 just for you 😉

    Available through OF DMs:

    - cock rates & what I’d do😉

    - customs

    - socks & panties❤️

    Sub on OF for free (Sep.)

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  • kiicho
    23.09.2021 - 2 hours ago
    Anonymous asked: there's a rumour that you were originally sent to the oda not only as a political hostage but as a potential spy and assassin, namely, an assassin with their sights set on nobunaga. is this true? did you personally ever consider taking nobunaga's life? and if you did, what made you stay your hand? (8
    Meme. // Accepting.

      Oh ? People can certainly cut to the heart of the matter, can’t they ?

      “ It’s not a rumour. That’s exactly what I was there to do. ” She gives a pause, a thoughtful expression passing over her face. 

      “ It should be easy to guess. What kind of man is my father ? After defeating Nobuhide twice, do you really think he’d hand over his only legitimate daughter over when there were other methods ? Of course not. He simply sent in his best tool. ”

      Which still left something of a bitter taste in her mouth upon reflection. Though, she supposes she never should have expected such affection from her father. They never had a normal parent-child relationship in the first place, and he’d always made sure to seize any opportunity to reinforce his perspective on her. ‘ You are my tool. You will do as I say. ’

      “ In the beginning, since that was the plan, I had thoughts about it but was just looking for the right time. As time went on, though, I began to realize little by little that Nobunaga was going to be someone great. Even the young me could recognize that while everyone thought she was a fool, she was, in fact, a genius. Someone who can’t be held back by normalcy or doubt, or even logic for that matter. Everyone else had their sights set on their own provinces and were narrow-minded. ”

      Especially their own fathers.

      “ You tell me, would you slay someone like that ? If you’re an idiot, maybe you would. ”

      “ But what ultimately stayed my hand was just how safe it felt around Nobunaga. She figured out what I was there to do but didn’t act on it. She just kept coming around to spend time together and valued me. When someone acts like this towards you, isn’t it enough to endear you to them in a way ? When she came to me that day and said I could leave if I wished, I knew then that in that lifetime I would follow her wherever we needed to go. ”

    #εїз *゚ /  ❝ hold my hand to embroider a lovely picture ❞ ( asks. ) #εїз *゚ /  ❝ the scar upon my palm continues to spread ❞ ( fate / main. ) #kichō vc: I mean. I could have done it but I liked her too much. So -- #kichō vc: Also sorry for spying and thinking about killing you but it was my job so forgive me ;; w ;;
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  • seductivethickness
    23.09.2021 - 2 hours ago

    My ✨pussy ✨should be your happy place😌

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