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stickpop · 2 years
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raiiny-bay · 3 months
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summer '93
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lilbitosunny · 4 months
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There are other ways of persuasion..There are other modes of control..
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(So much power, but there's no puppet here..)
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((Lyrics from "There Are Other Ways" from Epic The Musical))
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beesmuth · 9 months
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I made a minecraft OC, he's a friendly little wither skeleton farmer :)
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vynnyal · 5 months
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Ever since I learned that you had to actually teach your kids how to do stuff, it's been so much fun having them around. It's very cute to watch them play with something they've never seen before, or only do something after they see me do it first. Idk how much is code and how much is coincidence, but they're undoubtedly better at living now. And their personalities are so unique!
#rain world#art#slugpups#I love my kids sm. I play survivor just to be with them#Love is stored in the slugcat bruh#I really want to know how slugpups work. I haven't seen a dissection of their code anywhere yet#So far all I can tell is that they must be roaming freely before they pick up on anything. It doesn't seem to work if they're on your back#Anyways I installed the colorful slugpups mod which is why the names are weird#Caramel was very pale and algae was more green#Now caramel looks like a banana lmao#Here's a fun thing that happened: while exploring subterranean (after quickly escaping outer expanse aka Worm Grass Hell)#Ironically subterranean is safer than what's supposed to be utopia... but I digress#I was exploring blindly for the first time in forever (usually I look at a map) and we found a stowaway#THOSE THINGS ARE SO COOL I was so excited to mess with it#Turns out theyre scarier than they look. And they look pretty scary#So here's the situation: I pissed it off using the body of a lizard#And it reacted and grabbed the lizard#And also me#And also algae#They have three arms and each arm grabs things independently by STABBING THEM djvdjshfkifj#Anyways algae somehow grabs a spear and frees himself#Caramel throws a rock and frees me#Lizard body... Not so lucky#Later on I stupidly got myself eaten by it#And when you die the slugpups mourn you by laying down as close to your body or point of death was#Which was. Under the stowaway#But get this. As algae is being taken away- keep in mind you're basically stabbed by these tentacles-- he somehow manages to nail the thing#And save caramel from being eaten too#Auuughghgh#I have more interesting stories that aren't contrived via my irresponsible curiosity but I've run out of tags. Till next time lol!
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absolutemimery · 5 months
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and if I said I was cringe
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after-witch · 11 months
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"It's a circus. What's the worst that could happen?"
--Bright Lights, my upcoming Small Spaces Quartet sequel fic
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uptownhags · 3 months
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Tomorrow is my birthday, and the first one in 5 years* where I'm not sick (the bar is low for this when you start your life sick), facing some kind of disaster, or both. Got to see my friends, my mom and bro are coming this weekend, and my coworkers are taking me to lunch tomorrow. I reallyyyyy hope it's gonna be a good year?!?
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uptonil · 22 days
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just spotted kittens down in the yard. babies i know you're 2 weeks old, but get to work on the rat infestation.
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irregularbillcipher · 11 months
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having a normal one about brad and birdie again
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#no spoilers for definitive edition here because i haven't played definitive joyful yet and haven't gotten any new birdie content in painful#lisa rpg#i know that half the things i say about birdie are looking Too Far Into It#but also they give us another bearded b-named addiction riddled wreck ruining his life because he's haunted by the deaths of young family#members he feels he should have protected (one of whom even committed suicide) and you expect me NOT to go 'wait that sounds familiar'#honestly the 'like/love' parallel really gets to me because it's so throwaway and i don't know why it's THERE#terry and buzzo say that (and ofc lisa originates it) but that makes SENSE#they're both categorized as someone deeply devoted to someone in the armstrong family. ofc that parallel is made#but why BIRDIE#brad's shirt pattern when he's young is the same pattern as birdie's poncho too#god it's not even just brad#dustin's least favorite thing being 'letting people down' and birdie's being 'being a failure' ESP. with the context of his children like#and (prefacing this by saying i do NOT think birdie was at all the type of father marty was) there's even similarities to marty#like you're telling me the companion who visually looks most like marty is *checks notes* the alcoholic single dad whose kid killed themsel#like there are so many weird things that are canon traits of the armstrong family that you can also see in birdie it's WILD#i'm not even saying i think any of this is THAT intentional or deliberate. like i think having fathers that failed their children on brad's#team is an obvious and deliberate choice but i don't think all this minutia w/birdie was intentional. i acknowledge i'm a lil insane#(birdie has rosy cheeks like marty because they're both drunk. fly also has the same shirt pattern so it's recusing assets. i get it)#there's just a weird amount to pick at if you want to
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trashartgalleries · 4 months
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... ... okay, so maybe I've been playing Stardew Valley wrong since I first found out about it
Before I fell asleep, last night, I watched an animation on YouTube called "Stardew Valley Animated" (which is really funny and cute, by the way) and I'm assuming that the animator was animating his experiences with his farmer in the game
Watching it made me think about how I played (and currently playing after watching it lolz) might completely wrong lolz:
I don't buy SHIT unless it's seeds that I can't get from cutting grass, not even food
I skip over the majority of the festivals year 1
I barely interact with the villagers year 1
i spent most of my time in the mines and the adventure's guild after i unlocked it
On my very first playthrough of this game, i didn't get married to Sebastian until damn near year 4 going on 5 and, on current data i'm playing on, my farmer's single as fuck and has like... no friends yet and it's winter XD
Anyway, this is just me sharing my thoughts and poop... good morning everyone who sees this :D
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ryssbelle · 2 years
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Fractured timelines 'Legend', a knight in Hyrules army, couldn't decide on a red cape or blue cape (theres a certain someone who doesn't think the blue tunic is superior when it is-) so I have two for you guys to decide if you want to help lol
he is not technically Legend as most people know him, tho I did steal the Lu hair from dtbs from myself, he took the name after mysteriously gaining the memories of the past hero and finding a connection with him.
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mizimugrove · 26 days
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In which Emi takes after her mother in more ways than one.
(For @rabbit-harpist , but also anyone else who wants to read it)
(Also on ao3)
There are university brochures scattered all over the dining room table, a sea of bright colours and photographs of smiling young adults. Most are Mexican establishments - they do live there, after all - but there's a couple from Lucie's old home of Switzerland, Diego's Brazil, Jeffry's America... A scattering of places under one roof, just like their family.
Emi is leafing through one, while Lucie looks at another, a spreadsheet with the local crime rates and housing costs also up on her laptop.
"What about here?" Lucie asks, passing the booklet over to her daughter. "It looks pretty, no? And it is very good for programming."
"It's too far away," Emi barely looks at it, same as most of the rest. "I want to stay close."
"You're good enough," Lucie knows Emi's been fine traveling before - surely the problem is the grades? "I know you can do it."
"It's not that," Emi looks down, and to the side, fingers flexing uncomfortably against the paper. "I want to stay with you. To help."
"I have your fathers," Lucie promises. "And if I need lady help, Abuelita is here."
"Not like that," a bit of a snap. "With your investigations! I know I need to learn to program better, but I speak French, and Portuguese, and English, and Spanish, and I can run, and I can hide, and I'm a very fast reader! I know I'm not old enough yet, but once I turn eighteen..."
"Non."
Lucie's response is immediate, instinctual, soaked in blood and in fear and in all the things that have happened.
"No?"
"It's too dangerous," Lucie says, and all she can see are the corpses of friends she has made. "You can keep helping with the planning, but you are not coming."
"Why not? You do it all the time!"
"It's not safe! Do you think we want this for you? To see you loose limbs and eyes and your life! You could be something, Emi! Why would you throw it away to end up in some monster's stomach?!"
"Because I want to help! You're out there - you're all out there all the time - and I'm sick of being helpless! I'm eighteen in six months! I've been training, practicing! I can do it if you let me!"
"Emília Sophia da Silva," there's fear in Lucie's spine, fear she hasn't felt since the eighth time one of them nearly died, fear she didn't think she knew how to feel anymore, not when the tenth passed and she had not recovered - fear that comes out as a snap and a shout. "You are /not/ getting more involved than you already are! You never should have been involved in the first place!"
"Well I am involved now! And you can't stop me! If you won't let me join your team, I'll just find someone else's!"
"Why can't you just be a normal child and stay safe?!"
"I stopped being a normal child the day I watched my father die!"
"And maybe we just want to give you a normal life! Just wait a bit longer! Until you graduate, until you find yourself at least!"
"I thought you of all people would understand!" Emi screams back, voice finally cracking. "And I know who I am! I've always known who the fuck I am!"
"You're seventeen! No seventeen year old knows who they are!"
"I'm /your/ daughter, aren't I?!"
Lucie freezes.
Emi watches her for a moment, before turning and fleeing. She leaves the door to the dining room open, but cracks the handle into the wall as she throws it to the side.
One, two, three...
A door upstairs slams shut.
Lucie burrows her head in her hands, and she screams in frustration.
She screams, and it becomes sobs, and Benito answers. He whistles, leaning on the doorframe, watching her cry.
Lucie takes a deep breath, wipes her tears, turns to him, "you heard that, then?"
"Well, yeah, I think the neighbors did too. You too really don't know how to be quiet, do you?"
"Not now, Benito," Lucie keeps herself in check better than she expected she could. "Not right now."
He comes over, sits down, picks up the brochure Emi had been favour and starts flicking through. It might have taken them all a few years, but he has learnt how to be quiet.
Lucie takes her time, hisses her frustrations through her teeth. Stupid child, foolish child, why can't she want things a normal child wants? Why can't she just want to go out to the club, get drunk, fall asleep on someone's couch and have to get to lectures in the morning?
"Why can't she be /safe/?" is the frustration she verbalises, the one at the root of it all.
Benito grabs another booklet, starts flicking through that instead, "she's your daughter."
"She's your daughter too," Lucie doesn't even have a pencil to hand, so she threatens him with a finger. "Fuck this. I'm getting wine."
She goes to move and fetch some, only for Benito to reveal he's been carrying some the whole time. She snatches the bottle, takes a couple of mouthfuls, and hands it back.
Benito uses a glass.
Faker.
"You know what I mean, though," Benito swishes his glass - and, ah, he just wanted to be dramatic. "She's grown up surrounded by this. Just like Luis isn't escaping the mob, she isn't escaping the Order."
"I just want her to be safe," Lucie gestures to her legs, to the scar peeking out from Benito's sunglasses, to the photo on the mantle where Jeffrey has a broken leg. "What sort of parents are we, that we can't keep her safe?"
"We were never going to," and Benito has shifted, taking on that quieter, reflective voice that Lucie hates because it means he has finally decided to talk sense. "The moment her father walked her into Pancea's office? She was never going to be safe again."
"She's going to die," Lucie whispers. "I'm letting my baby die, if I let her do this."
"And you're killing her yourself if you don't," Benito finally drinks some of the wine, almost two thirds of his glass in one go. "Pancea killed her father, the Order saved her mother, and gives her the chance for revenge."
Lucie is fairly sure it isn't about revenge for Emi, it's about the fact her parents keep going back into danger, and she's at home and helpless and...
And Lucie understands.
She does understand, she understands so well; she could have stayed away, Benito, Jeffrey, Diego and Luis could all have stayed away, but they didn't. They didn't, because still hunted they weren't safe. They didn't because the others were going, or because they couldn't live with not knowing, or because hunting the monsters makes those under the bed less threatening, or...
Lucie likes to think they joined the Order to save people, but she knows it's a lie.
They did it to save themselves, to save each other, and because when the world had decided they were nothing they /refused/ to accept it and they demanded to leave their mark.
"When did you start making sense?" Lucie asks, but she knows, she knows, and she knows why too.
"About when Abuelita kicked it into me," he laughs.
It wasn't.
It was with blood on his hands and screaming for help, it was in nights huddled under a closet praying nothing would hurt him, it was when the other cell in the city were wiped out overnight, and it was Benito who had to autopsy the corpses.
Lucie leans over as much as she can; Benito shuffles over, lets her rest her head on his shoulder.
"Sounds about right," she says, and she breathes, and continues. "Maybe it would be nice to have Emi close? Abuelita would like her to be able to come for family dinners."
"Exactly!" Benito's grin picks back up, and he gestures with his glass. "And nobody says no to Abuelita, not even in her old age."
"Oui," Lucie shuts her eyes, and sighs, and adds. "... I should go apologise."
"Finish the bottle first," Benito passes it to her. "Let Pizza Boy calm her down and Diego talk it through with her first."
He isn't a pizza boy, not any more - but its comforting, perhaps, how the nickname sticks.
She takes a glass this time. Benito half-fills it, and she takes the time to sip it.
Cheap shit, of course, because it's still fucking Benito.
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someonesomewheredown · 5 months
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I've been playing Disco Elysium a bit lately and I have to say I can already see why people love this game so much. I don't know how to describe it but it just feels good to play and interact with the world. Kim is also such a delight to talk to!!! Everyone feels real and alive and it's blowing my mind. I'm so excited to keep going and see where things go!!!!
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sysig · 9 months
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My printer hates me :) (with many thanks and credit to @niennanir as before)
Gosh aren’t they gorgeous tho ♥ Especially the latest and largest, though I have to give all the credit to the paper on that one haha, it’s stunning IRL, I could almost stare at the gold lattice forever rather than read, but I’m so happy with how it turned out between the pages as well!
Quick showcase of the new additions! :D
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My Drinking Game as another test run, I got the spacing how I wanted it! Yay! It’s so much handsomer and less cramped! Also I gotta say, if it wasn’t such a large usage of paper, this would be my ideal way of checking for typos - I found a couple after setting it down to ink lol, they’ve been fixed now at least ♪ Paired here with the emerge, transformed three-parter, one of my all-time-favourites <3 I reread it the night I finished it and cried again, a little bit of tender mercy always wrecks me hhhh ♥ There are so many beautiful evocative lines! I’m so happy to hold it ♪ And as you can see above, that was the one that got the cute little ghost dust jacket :D
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Another test run of what I’m calling volume 1 of my Vargas Drabbles lol, so not including Have you lost your mind? since that one’s currently unfinished. I do fully intend to print it once it’s done tho :3c Hopefully that one will cause me fewer problems! I hate measuring, so I may have flubbed two covers before finally getting this one into good enough shape XP And my red yarn is still in storage so >.> Did I go purchase another ball of red yarn? I’ll never tell. You can’t tell me it doesn’t look great as a bookmark tho <3
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And my current happiest! Ah!! It turned out fantastic on all counts! The cover paper obviously, as I couldn’t Not lead with that, but also the size of the spine and the way the pages settled against each other while glueing - I used a different type of paper for this one and I think I’m completely converted over, it feels amazing to work with. Whatever I was using before had to have been like 15lbs lol, I’m literally just using normal 20lb printer paper but it feels and looks and behaves so much nicer <3 The size of Helix also allowed for a slightly larger bookmark, which was perfect because we had this soft gold ribbon that was all of a couple millimeters wider than the other ribbons/yarn I’d been using, and it looks so so so pretty with the gold detailing!! I’ve put it between Ch. 1 and 2 and getting to see the actual physical size differences of the chapters is so fun ♥
#Hhhhhh crafting is so funnnnn <3 <3 <3#Fully intending to make more - I have the next set picked out and the accompanying dust jacket to go with it haha#I've decided to stick to dust jackets for the plain non-textured covers for the most part#It does hide my detailing on the covers but it also hides if I haven't done anything to the fronts as well! Haha ♪#I added a Captain/ZEX caption to Drinking Game like I did with ZEX/DAX but the latter is still the prettiest by far <3#Their names were made to go together you could say hehe ♪♫#You can kinda see I tried my hand at making a custom cover for the Vargas drabbles as well - it kiiiinda turned out? Lol#As stated I hate measuring and the lines turned out wonky :P But it's done and I've reread it for typos lol#I was worried I'd find rereading my own work cringy since most of those are older than either of my SCII fics but no it was nice actually :)#I did actually go supply shopping yet again for these since I'm having so much fun with it hehe <3 <3#The yarn and the cover paper I used for Helix were both good finds :) I got a whole booklet of space-themed cardstock! :D#That one was one of the lesser space ones hehe ♪ I had a couple other considerations - like a yellow-on-white constellation one ♫#But I think I'm the happiest with this one! It's beautiful and I feel like it reflects the Idle Rich themes a little bit hehe <3#Hhhhhhh it's so nice to read them like I would a book ♥ I enjoy reading them on my iPod but there's something about The Experience hehe#Being able to hold it and place a physical bookmark and not having the glare of a screen or if the scroll goes funny lol#Just exactly what it is! And I can pull any of them at any point!#I actually had a moment where I wanted to read one of them but didn't want to move from my spot to physically go get it#Only to realize later I was holding my iPod at the time and could've read it that way as it's still very much available online lol#SCII#LAC#Vargas
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