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I was playing animal crossing w my boyfriend and he pointed out how that game also had a sort of father figure with twins under his care so uh

The one who waits (extremely chill version)

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sorry i got distracted while you were talking your shirt rode up a little bit and i saw a bit of your tummy and got so horny half of my brain shut down. what were we talking about

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I’m the founder of the “I suck at keeping the conversation going, but I really like talking to you” club

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I was playing animal crossing w my boyfriend and he pointed out how that game also had a sort of father figure with twins under his care so uh

The one who waits (extremely chill version)

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An indirect part two for this!

Welcome Home human things

★ When your fingernails get long, Poppy calls them "Talons" like the kind birds of prey have. "You’re lucky they’re not sharp." She remarks. "Otherwise, I’d be worried!" If you asked her, she'd file them for you! "There! No more talons!" Poppy says with a gentle smirk.

★ While conversing about bugs, you mention hating spiders. Confused, Frank asked why. "They can kill me" was not the answer he expected. "What? I beg your pardon?" He looks at you with a dumbfounded look. Never would he think a bug could pose a threat to you.

★ You explain how certain spiders carry venom that can cause harm. The different ways that it could go wrong. And that if you aren't careful, it could end badly. Frank does not like this information. "Thats... deeply unsettling." He tells you.

★ Julie learned you can't touch poison ivy the hard way. All she wanted to do was give you pretty flower crown. Thankfully you didn't put it on, but you held it for a few seconds before realizing what it was. "I'm so, so, so, sorry!" She pleads while dabbing ointment across your palms.

★ Sally's seen how scarry you have the potential to be. You once snapped at her for treating Eddie badly. She'd been bossing him around all day, telling him what to do and not saying "thank you" when he did what she asked.

★ You didn't just shut her down. You point out what she's doing and make her feel bad about it. "Sally, stop it! You’re treating Eddie like he doesn’t matter." Said in a harsh tone she hadn't heard before. Her stomach sank, left without the nerve to argue.

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first post here! thought I should start by sharing some NUzi doodles :)

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do you ever draw something for yourself that’s so deliciously self-indulgent that you just sit there like

[Image ID: 2 digital drawings of a short-haired person drawing on a tablet. In the first image they are looking at the screen and blushing pink. In the second image they are looking away from the screen and blushing more heavily, with the caption “…is this allowed?”. End ID]

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I’m starting to really not like Nana’s face in this but at least the rest of it’s beautiful..

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Eu Sem Você | Me Without You 💍🥀⚰️ 

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"MCD Zane should of been redee-"

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diaries memes:)

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"Oh! Greetings, neighbor!" ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

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welcome to what the inside of my brain has looked like every day since march 21st, 2025. i love you laurance zvahl.

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Invaluable oxygen gets knocked out of your lungs as you violently tug the steering wheel to your chest. The whine of the Seamoth's gears sharply pierces through your helmet a the vehicle slows down barely in time to not collide with whatever just landed in front of you.

You squint, leaning forward as if it will help to see any better. Clouds of sand absorb the already miniscule amount of sunlight that barely reaches this depth, glittering in the pillars of bright artificial light instead. Your grip on the wheel tightens as something else, something bigger glitters in it, too. Before the dust even has a chance to settle, the light from your headlights reflects back to you in a set of unblinking glowing eyes. You gulp. There's nowhere to hide. Miles upon miles of flat dunes of sand, seemingly never ending, soulless darkness. The only way out is up. And what then? You blink, remembering to inflate your aching ribcage with dense, cabin air. The leviathan's eyes burn a gaping hole in your skull, the animalistic reflective tissue dangerously twinkling from behind its retina. Like a cat's. And who's the mouse? The creature stays still, contorted in an unnatural upright posture, luring your gaze to follow the twisted curve of its spine. Bright ruby-pink fins lightly sway in the cold water current, akin to a blood kelp sprout. Rooted to the ground, standing on its arms just as still, it waits. Hypnotising. A head start? The dust around you two quietly settles, not unlike the white flakes in a snow globe, but in the middle of the ocean. Only nothing happens. No big reveal, no music, no lunging, no blood. No show. The leviathan stays where it was, statue-still. If it wasn't for the subtle sway of its fins, you'd think it's made of plastic. No, no, nothing happened yet, you remind yourself, breathing in the dense air through clenched teeth. A silent prayer on your tongue tastes like sea salt and rust, as you briefly sneak a peek at the Seamoth's control panel.

Will the god hear you at the bottom of the sea? Your shaky hands steer the wheel. "Do not." The thing immediately rasps before the sharp, almost anxious beep of the PDA drowns out the rest, interrupting both the creature and your every thought. What else could possibly be here? "Multiple leviathan class creatures detected." Your heart sinks. Multiple? "Are you sure whatever you are doing is worth it?"

Whoops! You wandered off into the Dunes. Worry not! Someone will chase you away from the deadly border for the price of a singular heart attack. Only one! Good enough, is it not?

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N talks a lot after waking up or sleep talks

It's always very silly and only somewhat annoying to the girls

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I am a grown ass adult and I still get nausea when I feel like I'm in trouble. They're gonna send me to the principals office and take away my toys for a week. Can you just fucking kill me instead of making me stew in my fucking anxiety