If your one of the 10 people who has read gearbreakers, pease go check out @purplecowboywombatgoth‘s erisona basketball au, its so so good :)
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been in kinda a weird spot regards to my own art lately where nothing seems good enough or i feel like ive been on a downhill streak that ive barely touched my tablet since the year started except when its school related..,...., probably burnout from an entire year interning for animation and concept work i feel a bit lacking and falling behind wjhdhfjehd
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Kinda funny to be me and rb a bunch of religious things after church and then watching my blog lose like 3 followers in 5 minutes like sorry I was being tooo religious and cringe for you I guess?? :/
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i want to have sex in a way that makes me feel like im falling through the bed. i want to come out of it covered in hickies that were sucked into my skin long and slow. i want them to push inside me and moan against my ear, pressed as close to me as possible. i want no question that they know what i want or what i need, and i know the same for them.
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trying not to think about it but also i need to figure out what im gonna do with my hermit crabs and it's not like. urgent but at some point im gonna have to figure out how to change out their substrate and also there's a solid chance i'll have to rehome them someday :(
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so now that the cast album is out what do i count down to now
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The way multiple songs in Sonic Frontiers acknowledge Sonic not being fearless yet facing his fear head-on
"With my life I fight this fear" from I'm Here
"Face your fear" from Undefeatable
And, arguably, the line "Don't look down" from Break Through It All could be interpreted as Sonic focusing on his target and not how he could easily fall to his death before reaches it
(Not like he would die from the fall- I mean Giganto threw him miles away, straight through stone towers and into a solid rock wall before that and he survived- but still)
I like how it subtly shows that Sonic isn't completely fearless, even if he doesn't show it to us himself. He's brave, sure, but not because he lacks fear, but because he runs straight towards it, smiling even when the going gets tough. It's so good
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i know what they’re fucking doing. long shared looks. domestic scenes. fond smiles. more interaction. i know what they’re fucking doing. will i allow myself to fall for it??? hell yeah.
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BESTIE I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT HOW I WANT TO READ POPPY WARS!
Is it good???
it's good so far! it's kinda slow but from what ive heard it's gonna pick up and im gonna wish it hadn't, and the worldbuilding is very thorough and omg rin is already one of my favourite fantasy MCs in a WHILE bc she's just absolutely insane. like it's important to me that nothing's even happened yet and she's already insane like that's just her personality
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texture: Does your OC favor any specific kinds of cloth or textures? Is there anything they can't wear or don't like? What sort of fabrics do they prefer? (for Cain)
Cain has spent the majority of his life wearing cheap cloth and textiles that were made to be practical rather than luxurious. Now that his adventuring career has finally taken off somewhat, he could afford something "better", but he still tends to default to what he is used to.
His favourites are cotton and linen for their durability and convenience but prefers them when they are slightly worn: still usable but slightly soft and comforting. He would probably enjoy silk due to its "airiness", too, but he considers it too pricy and unsuitable for his usual activities.
The fabrics he doesn't like tend to either itch or get easily sweaty and then cling to his skin, such as coarse wool or slippery types of satin. He also avoids hemp both because it tends to be coarse and because it reminds him of the unpleasant parts of his past.
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Don't think about Billy shaking Max awake when the house is filled with snores not muffled whines. Bruises hidden in the dark but wincing as he lifts his arm, Max rolling away until she stills in realization. They leave together, breath held as the window frame in a bedroom slides up. The Camaro starts - if Billy has the key. maybe they walk the few miles to the pool, Hawkins is small and it's dark and the demodogs aren't coming back. They're making themselves safe, just by leaving for the night.
The pool beckons, familiar shadows in the poolhouse and stacked chairs higher than Max is tall. Billy pulls one down for her, a screech of metal legs over poured concrete. He doesn't wince at the sound as Max raids the lost & found for towels. Or maybe they just keep a stash of towels, a spare set of clothes in Billy's lifeguard locker. No blankets or pillows, nothing that can't be explained away even if they're always gone with the dim rays of dawn peeking through the forest. The pool glitters in those brief moments, almost peaceful even if it's not the sea that Billy misses so badly it aches.
It's not meant to be more than an occasional thing, but Billy can't bear leaving her alone in the house on Cherry Lane. It won't be permanent, he just needs a little more in his rainy day fund. A bank account that Neil can't touch, one that has his name and maybe Susan's on it.
He thinks he'll have enough money for an apartment, maybe a trailer on the other side of town with scraggly weeds and his dealer, by the end of July.
losing my mind losing my mind losing my mind please this is exactly what i wanted to hear about after writing those tags on that post i love you 🥺
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*remakes jojo self insert*
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I'm very tired, I have to do everything around the house myself (as in, I keep having to turn the water off and on to the kitchen sink until I teach myself to install a new faucet, and negative cleaning gets done if I don't do it), and the money is in the hands of the third worst person in the whole family when it comes to money (the worst being my grandpa who is dead, and my grandma who blows all her money on overpriced jackets and other junk)
I'm very tired, I have to teach myself how to do everything, and I have almost literally no support in any way shape or form ever
I can't remember the last time anyone said they were proud of me... I don't actually know if anyone's ever used that word with me before. When I do something like get the trailer cleaned out or buy a house, frankly no one gives a fuck, except my grandma who gets mad
I haven't actually had a chance to see anyone that counts as a friend in like 15 years, and I mean even in high school everyone liked me but no one could be bothered to actually ever even talk outside school... so even back then it's not like I had anyone I was close with
I'm providing this version where I totally remove how I feel or how I view myself from the description and instead try to provide something close to an objective description of things
So if you wonder why I say what I say about myself, honestly I think it's pretty much all summed up here
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So I have been told it is in fact NOT normal to buy merchandise and read fanfiction and basically consume content for a game you haven’t played yet,,,
In my defence your honour I didn’t plan on getting this deep into it at all!!! I wandered around like a lost child that got attracted to shiny sparkly things!!!
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