OH OH IS IT LOVING CHARMAINE HOURS???? @themarionette-theporcelaindoll @yammieyammieyammie @skepticalfrog
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ID: 1. tags from @themarionette-theporcelaindoll: charmaine!! wwdits.
2. tags from @yammieyammieyammie: CHARMAINE!!!! I GET SO HAPPY WHEN ANYONE DRAWS CHARMAINE. SHES MY FAve. charmaine rinaldi. charmaine wwdits. charmaine my beloved. wwdits.
3. tags from @skepticalfrog: CHARMAINE FANART. bean im so in love with yiu.
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4. Art of Charmaine Rinaldi, knees up, wearing a skintight leopard print dress with 3/4 sleeves, gold bracelets, gold drop earrings, and a gold ring necklace. She stands with her hip leaned into one hand, the other lifted to her face as she studies her nails nonchalantly. Eyebrows raised, she says, “Sure woulda been nice to get a plate of cookies or somethin.” /end ID
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welp, I've reached the point where I'm genuinely considering starting a new save file in FoP. I've been in the mood to play lately but until the new story packs come out (which I think is supposed to be over the summer) there's just not really anything left to do in my current save, other than Kukulope's daily/weekly challenges which are usually pretty easy.
On the one hand it'll be fun having real quests again, and early game should go a lot smoother than it did the first time now that I have a better understanding of the controls and mechanics. On the other hand though, having all the skills/stats reset, low-level weapons/gear, and the map re-polluted is gonna suck 😅 and there's definitely a handful of quests that I remember really struggling with that I am not looking forward to repeating. Well...we shall see
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Learning this just made my heart do a happy flip! 😂I love it so much. A married couple making art together that a lot of different people can enjoy. That’s gorgeous.
For anyone who’s curious, there’s an article about the married chefs and their love story here:
To hear them say it, they’re always busy and always running around, but in conversation, they’re both quite laidback. They also seem very down-to-earth. They complete each other’s sentences, and sometimes answer in unison. They look at each other lovingly, and listen intently when the other person speaks. They think highly of each other. They may be from different backgrounds but have clearly found their common ground in food.
I could see Syd and Carmy being so happy living a life like that. And I could see, in a few years, someone writing an article like that in-storyverse about the married chefs who run The Bear 💖
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HC Wind & HC Legend + socks
My good thing for the week is I finished the paperwork for a special independent study class with my favorite professor.
Wind rolled his eyes. "You didn't need to come check on me just because Wars is out of town. I'm not a kid."
"You're eighteen," Legend deadpanned. "That's a kid to me."
"I can drive. And buy whatever I need."
"You live off a student's salary. Which is literally nothing."
Wind's expression sourced even more, and he shot the travel nurse a grumpy look. Despite his youthful, exuberant energy, he didn't appreciate being babied. Honestly, these people acted like he hadn't had to scavenge for scraps through a war. He knew how to gather and maintain resources.
Speaking of which...
"Can you even call those socks at this point?" Wind noted, jabbing his finger accusingly at Legend's feet as Tingle trotted happily around him.
"Huh?" Legend looked down. "What's wrong with them?"
"Dude, I can literally see your toes," Wind emphasized. "They're more holes than socks. Don't you buy any?"
Legend shrugged. "I collect other stuff. Don't care about socks. Not the point. You need dinner."
"It is the point, actually," Wind huffed, crossing his arms. "I'm giving you my socks."
Legend's face scrunched. "Wind--"
Ignoring him, the respiratory therapy student marched into his bedroom, grabbed several spare pairs from the eight thousand he owned (his grandmother always made him some), and then pointedly showed Legend his sandwich that he was in the process of making.
"Take the socks," he ordered, shoving them into his friend's face. Defeated, Legend took them with a good-natured roll of his eyes.
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