gagedraws · 2 years ago
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Beware Bierce for even Malak can recruit others to their game.
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little-pup-pip · 2 months ago
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could I request a board for a boy, 12/13 years old, no pacifier, with a kind of 2000's aesthetic, and Lego vehicle sets?
Yeah!!
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alwaysribbit · 8 months ago
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tea time game <3
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pigeonagere · 10 months ago
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Make your own agere tent! ⛺️
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griem · 3 months ago
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ijbol idk man releasing screenshots of very polarizing things said in a private discord server between friends in a public "callout" post is #the most #tumblrific thing ive ever seen LOL.
#opinion 😱 in tags
#our life#gb patch#gb patch games#our life beginnings & always#i also think it should be acknowledged that the white queer 'experience' and the black queer 'experience' are totally different#bc there are multiple occasions where GBLady has recieved an ask where shes accused of Something bc of a super specific issue#this whole situation is just the biggest case of GetOverYourself ive ever seen icl#i think rose is entitled to their opinion as a black trans person + a person who previously identified as a trans man#i think its easy to attack rose as an inflammatory person who 'purposely incites discourse' bc they dont use that super-pacifying#everyone is welcome on my blog tone that if not used is immediately interpreted by white people as hostility and rudeness#i don't agree with a lot of their takes that ive seen on their blog that were allegedly posted BEFORE they became a sensitivity reader#but irdgaf#bc its their personal blog and theyre entitled to their opinion and i don't believe u get to feel insulted or slighted#or deem them as unprofessional and inflammatory just bc they didnt speak to u on their personal blog as Nicely as u wanted them to#i just think this all leads back to a growing sense of entitlement in the gb patch fan community#esp among the our life fans#just bc this is a deeply customizable game doesn't mean that the dev can customize Every Single Thing to ur liking#it also doesn't mean that ignorance on the devs part or the staffs part in most capacities is purposefully discriminatory in nature#like no offence but wdym 'ur hands are shaking and u need to get offline' bc of all of This... please grow up and go outside#also This is controversial but a lot of yall use the fact that GBLady is a white cis woman who happens to b writing stories#with a very diverse and nuanced cast to railroad ur ideals on how the characters should b written#and if they don't meet Your personal experience as a member of that marginalized community then They are automatically written incorrectly#again just a very entitled community IJBOL#idgaf if u disagree come and kill me over it 🤷🏾‍♀️#but also im very curious abt what people think !! 👁#i also dk how to phrase this but the white gb patch community also Reeks of this strange entitlement and i hate to say it but . . .#Sensitivity ??#they have this weird almost parasocial relationship with GBLady + this fantastical relationship with the characters themselves#LOL idk if anybody gets what i mean
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bug-babie · 9 months ago
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Gamer Baby 🎮
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darlingdespairstims · 3 days ago
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Stan Marsh Stimboard maybe?
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Stan Marsh Stimboard
W/ agere stims
Note; Ive already made a regular Stan Marsh stimboard, I will link it here
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bifuriouswaterbender · 9 months ago
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I don't know what to call this category of movie, but I'm putting out a call for that category of movie where it was some buff, hyper-masculine man being put into a family situation and grows because of it. Think The Pacifier and The Game Plan. Any others to add to the list or suggestions of what to call it?
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willosword · 26 days ago
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mark grayson come back to me
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gambit-blogs · 3 months ago
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Pacify Her is very Eve and Avery conflict coded. Of course, add a little bit of Grayson in there as well.
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alwaysribbit · 8 months ago
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Could you make a going to preschool game with a yellow color theme? Pretty pleeease 💛
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here u go!!!
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pigeonagere · 6 months ago
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Dino bedtime agere game! 🦖
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mommatakescareofthebills · 4 months ago
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i love being told everything btw. if i love you and youre talking to me not a single detail is too much. youll never overestimate how much of the fabric of your day to day i want to hold in my hands and know the model and make of. im Everything Matters girl and everything matters to me
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phoenix-flamed · 4 months ago
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Still on the 94 Dawntrail quests, and I can't begin to express how utterly in love I am with this story so far. And, as silly as it is, how much it's inspiring me with writing Elwin.
One day, I want to write more of his younger life and deeds, particularly political and military.
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willowcrowned · 1 year ago
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hi hi. loving the disaster that is leia’s pregnancy. may i suggest leia catching an unexpected glimpse of boba’s preparations for the child?
[part one] [part two] [part three]
Leia's not sure why she's still on Tatooine.
The heat makes her skin clammy and disgusting. There's not enough water for a proper shower, let alone a bath, and the sonics are turning her hair dry and brittle. She can barely leave her room for fear of being recognized—no one else needs to know that Boba Fett is fucking a washed-up Core princess. And everywhere she goes, Fennec Shand is watching her, wishing her dead.
But she is here, and that's what's important really—she gave up on hypotheticals when she asked Han to marry her, stars in her eyes and her heart so full of love for him that she thought she might cry, and he ran to the other side of the galaxy to suck Lando's dick. She's here, and fourteen minutes ago she was going so crazy cooped up in her room that she decided to go exploring, and now Boba Fett is staring at her from where he's bent over a desk with a soldering iron. And the door is sliding shut behind her with a snick.
"What are you doing?"
Boba leans back, rubbing at his neck. There's a streak of grease up the left side of his face, and a thin sheen of sweat across his head. "Prepping."
"For?" Leia asks, stepping closer. But she can already see the answer.
It's a mobile—or the pieces for one, anyways: rough bits of duratin cut into the shape of mythosaurs, discarded parts from an old T-E series slugthrower, and pieces of some woody root with runes carved into them. He's already got the frame lying to the side, sharp edges of the scrap metal shaved smooth, and chains that sure as hell look like gold coiled neatly, ready to be hung.
"For the baby," Boba says, and that's what finally breaks her heart.
She'd held it together through the long ride, through Fennec's thousand cutting comments and duller teeth, through the pitiful excuse for a negotiation she'd forced them into—and before, through Han's return, his apology, his proposal, his pretending to want everything she wanted because he didn't want to be a screw up for the rest of his life.
Leia wants this baby—wants it so bad it hurts—and that's the bitch of it, because she's a great politician but she'd be a shit mother. She's too busy to care for a child and too much of a perfectionist to let it make mistakes—the only thing she could do is love it, really, and that's not enough. Maybe she could have managed more in another life, maybe if her parents hadn't been blasted into nothingness by her horrible gene donor of a father and she had someone who knew what to do—someone who remembered how to do anything but tear things apart and pray they could be rebuilt better. But she doesn't.
Leia knows herself—knows if she thought she had a single chance not cocking the whole thing up she'd take the kid and try to do it right, and damn the rest of it to hell. But she'll fuck it up—there's no doubt about that—and the only thing worse than having the baby and not getting to keep it, not getting a family, would be not having it at all, so she's here. In a Mandalorian's stronghold. Where he's going to raise her child. And it'll never even know her name.
Leia doesn't collapse on the floor; she has better control than that. But she feels something break inside her chest—some horrible, vital organ keeping her intact. She's not going to die, because she's survived a hell of a lot worse and she still has work to do, but she feels—not that far from it, anyways.
Boba stands up sharply, worry flooding his face.
"Han'll be wondering where I am," she murmurs listlessly, staring at the wall without seeing.
There's a hand on her arm quickly—almost immediately—and she lets herself be led over to a stool to be hovered over.
"What's wrong?" Boba asks. She can feel anxiety flooding out from him, washing over her and dripping into all the grooves in the floor.
Leia lets out a breath, and smiles a tight smile. His eyes are very black and very wide when she looks up at them, but she doesn't let that phase her.
"Nothing," she says lightly. "Pregnancy hormones, you know. I'm sure the fetus is fine."
Men far more stupid than Boba would have seen that for the lie it is; she can't blame him from looking unimpressed.
"I should be getting back to Coruscant," she adds. "I've been gone to long already."
Boba absorbs the information in an impressively short time. He pauses for a second, then nods. "They won't wonder about—" He nods at her stomach.
"I have plenty of friends looking for surrogates," Leia replies. This, at least, she knows how to do. "I'll use one of them as a cover—tell the press I'm doing them a solid."
"And the birth?"
Leia's mouth tightens inadvertently. "I'll do it off-world, find someone I can trust to bring you the baby—tell everybody else it was a stillbirth."
Boba is silent for a very long moment. He's deliberating, Leia thinks, but about what she can't tell.
"Alright," he says at last, and Leia hardens her heart and stands up. "Alright."
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darlingdespairstims · 11 days ago
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Kyle Broflovski Stimboard
W/ agere stims because I love South park and being little :3
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