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Play-Hunting

Somewhere down the line, the stalking-to-assassinate habit he has turned into something a bit more playful. Lambert doesn't know that though lmao

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god forbid you be a trans woman and post literally completely safe for work transition timeline photos

[tumblr] sanctioned AI girlfriend anime pussy ads on my dash every minute of every day but god forbid you post a nipple or something.

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this animal

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cake 🎂

based on this LOL

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switch 2

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at the JRPG cafe, and the drink sizes are sod, soda, and sodaga

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i've been getting dick pill and sexy ai girlfriend ads on youtube for at least a month now. i love restrictions only applying to users

Tumblr will be like NO BOOBS ALLOWED‼️ IF YOU SHOW SKIN WE WILL BLOW YOU UP‼️ meanwhile every ad I've seen for the past week on mobile has been videos of almost naked women

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I think my general thought process with interacting with other people online is like yeah you have really cool art. You have really cool writing. You're really good at that thing you're posting about, but are you nice?

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ur future nurse is using chapgpt to glide thru school u better take care of urself

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there is something so crazy and powerful about having art of your oc that was made by anyone other than yourself. like oh my god you actually exist outside of my own brain that's WILD

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there is something so crazy and powerful about having art of your oc that was made by anyone other than yourself. like oh my god you actually exist outside of my own brain that's WILD

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I think "slop" is a strong contender for world of the year 2025, as it seems to be universally recognizable as a description for the majority of output produced in the name of Return on Investment.

Sure it means algorithmically generative slop now, but look at housing construction, durable appliances, food, automobiles, you name it and tell me it's not just more slop. If enshittification is the process, slop is the result.

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"cringe culture is dead" ok but does that include ppl you find ugly, ppl who are into hobbies or fandoms you find weird, ppl w kinks you find odd, autistic people who dont fit your standards, mentally ill people who dont fit your standards, 12 year olds having fun, 30 year olds having fun, furries, fat ppl who dont fit ur standards, or is it just conventionally attractive alt ppl who fit the beauty standard. answer quick

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ugh. one second. an analysis just occurred to me that’s fucking me up

intensely unapologetic fnaf: security breach glazing, you have been warned

when i think about it, security breach really is one of the mascot horror games that sticks with me and i think fnaf fans the most regardless of love/hate, good or bad. i’ve mentioned it before but it’s such a good game about what it feels like being a kid. it’s being lost in a department store. it’s pseudo-severance. it’s alice in wonderland.

you play as gregory. you’re young but not too young to not be disillusioned and you’re too young to be respected, believed, or trusted by adults.

you are small and you look weak and you are being carefully hunted by something so much bigger than you that takes the form of what look like fairy-tale monsters, giant talking animals emblazoned with bright neon colors (don’t touch!). you are told through the game’s environment that these monsters are the most appealing thing to children like you, that a kid could want nothing more than to be here with them in this place.

never mind that you know there’s something else to this place. you don’t want this. you want to have a home, you want to be safe, and you want to be loved. you want to LEAVE. you guess you could want this place and everybody tells you you do, but you really don’t.

you’re protected by freddy. freddy, who looks so much like the other monsters, who is one of them. freddy behaves like a grown-up. he supervises you, he questions you, he even distrusts you at times. he worries and fusses over you. he’s literally blind to the peril you’re actually in. when his friends bare teeth and claws at you, he tells you that they are his friends and would never. but you have to be unsure whether or not they would, and even if they are really his friends. does freddy even think that these things are his friends? you don’t know. he doesn’t know. if he thinks about it too long he loses his mind.

every bad guy is an adult. every good guy is not. you run from vanessa, a trusted adult, because you know that’s an oxymoron. you instinctively hide from chica the first time you see her, because robot or not, she is one of them. every adult is trying to do what they think is best for you. every adult promises that they want to help you. that they have your best interest in mind and at heart. you can’t believe any of them even if you want it badly to be true. you take freddy with you because he’s like you.

all of this place wants you to stay where you are not welcome and there are bad sounds and smells and lights. this place reeks of bad things that happened to kids like you, and the adults who wanted it to happen. it doesn’t matter that only some of them wanted it, all of them let it happen. whether this is really about you anymore, you don’t know, but you stay anyway in case you are wanted. you want to be wanted.

you want to leave. it’s not time to go yet. everything you do happens carefully on a schedule. you are counting down the hours. you are finally almost there. you are there. when you get there, to the end and to the exit, dragging your adult with you, you have no choice but to stay longer, because an adult says you have to.

when you break their control over your actions you are punished for your agency. each time you smash, break, wreck the pretty things, you must fight your way out of hell. places that would be a sanctuary to a fun-loving kid like you turn into a cage, jungle gyms turn into prison bars, a laser-tag arena turns into a labyrinth complete with minotaur. you dropped your ball of yarn.

then you finally manage to get out, under the thumb of nothing and nobody. you free the princess. she’s a little girl too, but she looked like an adult. did she ever live for herself either? you don’t think she ever got the chance.

you want to make sure you get the chance.

you play as gregory. you are young, not too young and not too old, and you are small.

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Tyren

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I own a roller for home defense, since that's what the old Squidbeak Splatoon intended. Four ruffians break into my house.

"What the devil?"

I grab my Tentaclinger Earring and Carbon Roller Deco, and Horizontal Flick a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Throw my bomb at the second man, miss him entirely because it's a Splat Bomb and nails the neighbors dog. I have to resort to the Trizooka mounted at the top of the stairs boosted by Special Power Up,

"Tally ho lads!"

The Trizooka shreds two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. Fix Roller and charge the last terrified rapscallion. He bleeds out waiting on the police to arrive since the Carbon Deco is one of the most unfair weapons in the game. Ah yes,

Just as the old Squidbeak Splatoon intended.