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#THE blorbo run
thehappiestgolucky · 2 years
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Hornet actively avoiding social interaction like the Plague (hah)
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She overheard them and decided to avoid them as much as possible
She doesn’t need help she can figure out a way home alone! She certainly doesn’t need to be a loud rambunctious group! (she has no choice)
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braisedhoney · 9 months
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fighting back? against who? they're so happy—they've been waiting for you.
you are wonderful. don't you know that?
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bonus: they play sims together :)
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xxcrystalinerose · 4 months
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Supergiant is absolutely COOKING with their characterizations of Nemesis and Moros.
It's deliciously ironic how the embodiment of divine retribution, meter of justice and avenger of evil, is in possession of grade-school-rivalry level of pettiness against Melinoë. Unfairly taking out her frustrations on Mel (about something that can't be helped wrt. Mel's birthright too!). Regularly steals her lunch money so she can buy more stuff from Big Bro Charon. Forced into the passive position of standing guard at the Crossroads, preventing her from doing what she does best: actively punishing evil. Not to mention the hilarious occasional "I punch you once and I give you stuff. This is definitely a fair exchange" encounters.
On the other hand, the official Bearer of Bad News™, who sometimes engineered horrifying deaths because he and Sisters Dearest get bored on the job, feared and hated by all mortals, is an unfailingly polite, nice guy who doesn't know how to deal with niceties because barely anyone has ever been nice to him (even the Fates bully him sometimes). Receives one (1) gift and instantly suffers critical damage, afflicted with "Down Atrocious" status effect. Sometimes weirdly optimistic and willing to make the best of his time in the Crossroads, to the point of asking Hecate herself to teach him witch stuff.
TL;DR I love Nem and Moros very much and they have ruined my life. Good fucking food, Supergiant writers.
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groovyfrog420 · 4 months
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Happy pride month! have some memes that I have gathered as my offering
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If you know what the "merging souls" one is referencing you're a veteran to the shadowvanilla fandom, good job you earn a badge of honor
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bizarrelittlemew · 11 months
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Jim, treetop assassin 🔪
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gammija · 6 months
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its them, the .JMJ Error
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benevolenterrancy · 18 days
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after yesterday's picture i realised that almost every time i draw jgy he looks like he's about 5 seconds away from a breakdown so i figured i should give him a nap for once
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phoenixcatch7 · 18 days
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Luo binghe dies.
The system offers the widowed husband resurrection, the ability to continue the world even after the 'true' story has ended. Because the world cannot exist without its protagonist, it comes to a halt. No time will pass until he is revived.
Sqq gets dragged through stories and universes by the system, trying to wrack up the 10,000 points needed. It takes a long time. Far too long. He plays too many roles, spends too years unable to truly settle, goes through so much it all starts to blur together.
Seeing this, an unsatisfying, boring ending without closure getting ever more likely as Sqq continues to fail to remember why he's doing it, the system releases lqg, sqh and the ghost of lbh from the stasis of their world and sends them after him. As the only one with any real understanding of the situation, sqh takes the lead. After chasing his footprints through a handful of worlds (that sqh can sort of recognise, and he adapts rapidly) they are finally find him. But he can't recognise them. He's seen too much, been too much, hidden himself away in more and more layers, not wanting to think if anything outside of the immediate problems. He can only recall the reason he set out in the vaguest terms, deflecting and outright interrupting when pressed.
So lbh manages to pull them into sqq's psyche.
From there, it's like a really big, five dimensional onion. Each role Sqq has taken solidified into another barrier between him and the worlds he was forced to live in and lose in rapid succession. Nothing, individually compared to the world of pidw, but added up they're quite the defence. Inside each layer is a false Sqq hidden in the crowd wearing someone else's face, and an item or location important to that version of him that'll take them through to the next layer.
Each time, they find another thread to the peak lord they lost. Another habit, or memory, or trivia comes back to life. It gets easier and easier to identify him no matter the body he wears. They share stories about him during rests, or moments of travel, to help the others identify him too. They kinda sorta maybe bond.
Then, finally, after a world of zombies and inter sect wars, they find a mimicry of qjp, and Sqq at the table. He's confused but delighted to see them. Even sqh gets hugged. He's shaken at their story, but over the moon at finally reaching 10k points and more than ready to return to reality.
Congratulations! The system says, and offers them their return to the real qjp, with the points needed to save lbh and with it, the world.
Lbhs eager hand on the yes button is clamped in a vice grip.
Sqh is looking at Sqq. Sqq furrows his brows in confusion.
Every transmigrator can see the system. As such, every version of Sqq can see the system.
However.
To the outside world, there is no system. There cannot be a system. To play their role, a transmigrator pretends to not have a system. They do not see a system, they do not hear it, there is nothing there. They play as a native.
This shen qingqiu cannot see the system.
He too is a role.
Lbh presses decline.
They search the house. Fake Sqq, User 002, lets them with mild befuddlement.
In the bedroom, over the bed, they find the rip.
There is a glowing city of glass, a thousand people of every shape and size on the streets. Thousand more race past in cars and buses and trains. By the nature of the dreams, their appearance does not stand out, and they've learned quick how to adapt from the crowd.
They have no clue how to identify him, but for the hundreds of variations they've met. They know his tics, his stance, the way he words his sentences. The way he frowns when confused. By now, they would know him blind and deaf - and they're going to need to.
They split up. They meet back up when the sun starts to go down. Cultivators can work without rest, and they're all highly levelled. They keep searching, unwilling to give up, but they've been doing it for a while, not wanting to pause at the last stretch. They're tired, stressed and jittery from the flashing neon lights and constant roaring sounds and unmoving smog.
A man walks past at 2 in the morning with a luo binghe phone case. A luo binghe key chain. A luo binghe lock screen identifiable from ten paces.
Airplane feels it would be justifiable to punch him.
But he recognises them on sight. Probably. He seems (entirely bro platonically) entranced by his xianxia husband, so it's hard to say.
Congratulations, congratulations congratulations! The system says. Good things should be said three times!
The man startles.
Ten thousand points, lqg says, grabbing him by the wrist. Let's go.
The system doesn't break them out this time. Instead, they treck back to his apartment, where his bedroom computer is the only light.
FIN, it says, and underneath a blinking cursor in an empty comment box.
In the computer, shen yuan says, with the certainty of a dreaming mind.
In the computer?
In the computer, he confirms, shoving sqh forward. The computer is the rip. Aight, sqh says, and reverse girl-from-the-ring's himself back to reality.
He lay on a bed. Looking up: a white, gauzy canopy hung overhead, with finely crafted perfume pouches hanging from the four corners. Looking down: he wore a green robe of an ancient style. Next to the pillow lay a paper fan. Looking to his left: three handsome young men, also in that ancient style.
The one closest to him burst into tears and kissed him full on the lips.
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sheerakk · 7 months
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Started playing botw
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kogglyuffs · 8 months
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theyre SOOOOO married oHMYGOD
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deoidesign · 2 months
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someone asked me what if adam and steve switched vampire and werewolf...
And then since my monsters are purposefully not much visually different because of metaphors, I went more traditional vampire and werewolf...
and then I got carried away...
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thehappiestgolucky · 2 years
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Look I'll admit I'm not well versed with Monster Hunter. But I do know that cat people make godly looking food and I feel like Hornet and Leon will appreciate that. (especially after leons been roughing It in the wilderness for a while)
THE FELYNE CHEFS!! FELYNE CHEFS MY FUCKING BELOVED
They’re a staple in the Monster Hunter games because, fun fact, those meals are a mechanic! They provide a boost to the hunter before a hunt - example extended health, stamina, more defense, or skills that can stop them from wasting a faint once! It’s a really fun and in world mechanic that doesn’t take away from the game and promotes preparing before a hunt. There has been so many times my arse was saved because I got the right food buffs for the right situation.
Unfortunately, Monster Hunter Stories being a spin off (and a real good one at that) follows more of the traditional RPG levelling and buff structure, so these glorious meals aren’t a mechanic in game and so - no in game felyne chef. BUT that doesn’t mean there aren’t - especially in the hunters town because it’s… a hunters town.
ANYWAY, yes I love these chefs, their food looks glorious and they’re all fun characters too. I’m the pickiest eater alive and yet I’d eat their food in a heartbeat, hell I’m getting hungry even looking at the images. The first one is called Grammeowster Chef and I love her with all my heart she’s just an old granny and her food looks so so so fucking good-
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They’re wonderful and I love them and to bring it round to the blorbo run - yes my god Leon and Hornet deserve to have one of their meals. Poor Leon is being dragged through the bush to try and survive for a while and Hornet - when was the last time that girl HAD such a lavish meal? She’s been running on scrap survival mode. I think she wouldn’t even know where to START eating-
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I’m keeping this under keep reading because I don’t wanna hijack the ask but sksksk genuinely this is my favourite game franchise ever and I cannot recommend trying the free Stories 2 demo enough. If you’re a fan of Pokemon and can handle the camera and flashiness of the game it’s - it’s so fucking good. It’s what I want Pokemon to be at. No i’m not blatantly promoting it aha 👀💦
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chocopink · 8 months
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i played undertale yellow and i rly like starlo 💛
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groovyfrog420 · 2 months
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Sweet Summer Trip
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yippie! I finished my fanmade skin idea for these 2 :)) So many summer skins just go for a beach theme and call it a day, but there's more to summer, isn't there? like... travelling! and don't you think Shadow Milk would enjoy journeying through Erthbread and seeing how everything has changed, since he was stuck in place for so long? And so, I present you, Spoiled Sightseer and Tired Traveller
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it took a while to finish so here's the background by itself too!
look at my SM stickers pls
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beepborpdoodledorp · 1 year
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brainrot doodles
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harlowes-home · 18 days
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Honestly the sheer hatred for the Minecraft movie trailer and simultaneous mini resurgence of people talking about mcsm has me going back to that game.
Replaying it now and. I’m gonna sob I didn’t realize how much I missed it
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