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strafethesesinners · 1 year
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BARBIE  MOVIE  AESTHETICS
didn’t get tagged by anyone but got this from @tag-oc-games thank you! I thought it would be a fun one to do for my two main boys.
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BARBIE IN THE NUTCRACKER.  freshly fallen snow, the sound of sleigh bells, a lengthy look at the one you love, the sound of a crackling fire, the smell of peppermint, half-eaten gingerbread cookies, bows in your hair, the strum of a harp, gold jewelry, clouds above a stormy sea, the conscious effort to believe in yourself, lace dresses, a sun dappled orchard, speaking from the heart, “you were the one i was looking for all along,” the cold winter wind, cheek kisses, bright blue eyes
BARBIE AS RAPUNZEL. golden hair, smeared paint on your fingers and clothes, marble staircases, dense forests with no path in sight, intricate braids, hedge mazes, grand parties, dazzling dresses, generational trauma, pink lipstick, the shiver of wind chimes, flowers in your hair, stepping outside your comfort zone, the tedium of chores, following your heart, love at first sight, the roar of a cascading waterfall, strong arms around your waist, dark secrets, “no more hatred”
BARBIE OF SWAN LAKE. the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky, the flutter of wings, freshly baked bread, dancing alone in your room, chocolate chip cookies, a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it, running with the wind in your hair, sparkling jewels, an enchanted forest, dusty stacks of books, sibling rivalries, moonlit walks by the lake, the innocence of true love, painful deception, laced fingers, “it’s you i love”
BARBIE AS THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER. spun gold, a purring cat in your lap, the sacrifices your parents made for you, the prick of a sewing needle, “what would it be like to be free?”, dark caves, starry skies above, falling in love with your best friend, crowded markets, horse drawn carriages, fresh air, a hand held out to guide you, pretending to be something you’re not, breakfast in bed, bubble baths, narrow passageways, diamond rings, cold jail cells, lengthy hugs, promises you can keep
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BARBIE  MOVIE  AESTHETICS
repost  /  don’t  reblog  .  bold  what  applies .
BARBIE IN THE NUTCRACKER.  freshly fallen snow, the sound of sleigh bells, a lengthy look at the one you love, the sound of a crackling fire, the smell of peppermint, half-eaten gingerbread cookies, bows in your hair, the strum of a harp, gold jewelry, clouds above a stormy sea, the conscious effort to believe in yourself, lace dresses, a sun dappled orchard, speaking from the heart, “you were the one i was looking for all along,” the cold winter wind, cheek kisses, bright blue eyes
BARBIE AS RAPUNZEL. golden hair, smeared paint on your fingers and clothes, marble staircases, dense forests with no path in sight, intricate braids, hedge mazes, grand parties, dazzling dresses, generational trauma, pink lipstick, the shiver of wind chimes, flowers in your hair, stepping outside your comfort zone, the tedium of chores, following your heart, love at first sight, the roar of a cascading waterfall, strong arms around your waist, dark secrets, “no more hatred”
BARBIE OF SWAN LAKE. the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky, the flutter of wings, freshly baked bread, dancing alone in your room, chocolate chip cookies, a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it, running with the wind in your hair, sparkling jewels, an enchanted forest, dusty stacks of books, sibling rivalries, moonlit walks by the lake, the innocence of true love, painful deception, laced fingers, “it’s you i love”
BARBIE AS THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER. spun gold, a purring cat in your lap, the sacrifices your parents made for you, the prick of a sewing needle, “what would it be like to be free?”, dark caves, starry skies above, falling in love with your best friend, crowded markets, horse drawn carriages, fresh air, a hand held out to guide you, pretending to be something you’re not, breakfast in bed, bubble baths, narrow passageways, diamond rings, cold jail cells, lengthy hugs, promises you can keep
 TAGGING: @purplehairsecretlair @florbelles @deputyash @socially-awkward-skeleton @noetikat @perhapsrampancy @blissfulalchemist @blissfulalchemist @nuclearstorms @unleashed111 @allthearchetypes @turbo-virgins @josephslittledeputy @henbased @adelaidedrubman @unholymilf
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caemidraws · 8 months
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et nos cedamus amori 
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tk-sketches · 10 months
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Sharing some footage from my little robot murder mystery game - there’s been a MURDER and YOU gotta solve it!! Gather clues! Compare witnesses! Yell at people!! That’s right - we’ve got it all! 
(gonna try to get a demo out when i can!)
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musubiki · 5 days
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danmarch 🐉💎
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sarurun42 · 6 months
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cheesy-cryptid · 6 months
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You look beautiful, my dearest 🥀🥀🥀
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dreamskug · 18 days
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OC: Ívarr | OC: Shelob | Cyberpunk 2077
Don't re-upload without credit.
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alliezarin · 2 months
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a hogwarts legacy student report!
i always wanted a character sheet more academically focused, so i made it from scratch lol,, it’s written from a professor’s pov, as well as adding her o.w.l.s results and some other bits. my bb alice couldn’t help but to scribble her doodles on it, of course
template is available on my twitter page for you to fill it with all your own hogwarts oc’s deets, if you’d like to🥰
link below 👇🏻
https://x.com/alliezarin/status/1746315487217062314?s=46
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wistfulpoltergeist · 2 days
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Url Song Game
Thank you, @swallowprettybird, for tagging me!^^ And I'm giving you... this disturbing, dark and alluring playlist. Sounds just like Wistful Poltergeist, I swear ;3
W - Written in blood - She Wants Revenge i - I'll be yours - Placebo s - Summertime - Mareux t - The Eucharist - Flesh Field f - From Persephone - Kiki Rockwell u - Used to the Darkness - Des Rocs l - Lucretia My Reflection (Alternative Version) - Destroid
P - Персонажі - SadSvit o - Out Of The Cage - ULTRA SUNN l - Le Quai de la Gare - Dernière Volonté t - Taste - Ari Abdul e - Exploding - mehro r - Ribcage - Andy Black g - Gjallarhorn - Danheim e - Eros - Ludovico Einaudi i - In Your Room - Depeche Mode s - Sixth breath the last breath - Ezio Bosso t - The Luxury of Insanity - Diary of Dreams
I tag @its-adrienpastel, @budgie2budgie, @aniraklova, @vermutandherring, @void-imp, @chirz-ua, @rottengurlz, @pralinesims, @birdietrait, @mwvwv-sims, @coloursul, @rhdweauni0, @stellarfalls, @mncgrt, @sikoi, @nefarrilou, @john-ts-sh-ai, @simmireen, @susen70, @hamsterbellbelle, @maggyzsims, @simstrouble, @simandy, @potatobuttcheek, @dustinbroke, @nocturne-vi, @puppycheesecake, @hi-land, @seluxerez, @qrqr19, @pasosgrandes aaand @kazuaru. Feel free to ignore the tag if you've already done it or don't feel like doing it at all;)
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lolcatsaestheticdump · 3 months
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breezypunk · 7 days
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just a lil troublemaker skatin' through dogtown.
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strafethesesinners · 2 years
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OC Aesthetics: Far Cry 5 Edition
Hey all! So I love those OC aesthetic association games so much I decided to make my own in collaboration with @deputyash based on the regions in Far Cry 5! These are meant to be mostly abstract more than literal
Rules: PLEASE copy and paste and make a new post. Don’t reblog mine with your addition I will block. I don’t want 100 people posting on the same thing. You can tag us if you want but it’s not required! Also this doesn’t necessarily need to be fc5 OCs only! You can do any of yours
Guidelines: bold what always applies to your OC, italicize what sometimes/somewhat applies, strikethrough what never applies
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Holland Valley
Red, gold, and orange leaves against a clear blue sky // rows of apple trees in an orchard // pick your own pumpkin patches // baskets of puppies // a sleeping fawn hidden away from predators // pumpkin spice // the bite of apple cider // a harvest festival // the faint smell of a bonfire on the wind // the slight unease of getting lost in a corn maze // a hint of fall in the air when it’s still warm // golden sunsets // leaves just beginning to turn from green to orange // the rumble of a tractor // the buzz of an airplane flying low overhead // golden wheat swaying in the wind // the smell of gasoline // sprawling river deltas // crystal clear water // an old wooden dresser // family heirlooms // jingling keys // crimson blood // dark ink on parchment // the sting of a bruise // the warmth of a grand fireplace // gunmetal // work boots in the mud // cattails // the harsh cry of crows // the faint musty smell of taxidermy animals // farm animals making a racket // open air farmers markets // catching your clothes on a barbed wire fence // a fresh breeze through an open window // white rocking chairs // old farmhouses // scarecrows // wild westerly winds // the barely contained excitement for the approach of autumn
Whitetail Mountains:
Fishing at dawn // the smell of woodsmoke clinging to your clothes and hair // wolfsong // locking eyes with another predator // a night that falls faster than expected // the crisp hint of snow in the air // log cabins // the scent of evergreen trees // stone fireplaces // a well worn camouflage jacket // old field guide books // the smell of a cigarette still lingering on your hands // lager // the roar of whitewater rapids // cool dark caves // the rough wood of an antique gun // the scent of iron // woodland paths criss crossed by gnarled tree roots // a haze of dust from a recent rockslide // losing your breath as you wade into an icy river // winding mountain roads // an eagle’s cry // the bright red flash of a foxes tail at the corner of your eye // the patter of rain on dead leaves // petrichor // seeing your breath in the cold morning air // the click of a projector // the jangling of a chain link fence // gunpowder // the sizzling of a grill // burnt hair // the grand lobby of a lodge // gravel crunching underfoot // the cry of blue jays // information boards // brochures piled on a table // cold metal bars // the sour smell of a lumber mill // the rough texture of scouting achievement badges // muffled oldies music from another room // sharpening a hunting knife // blood red leaves blooming from bone white birch trees // red bleeding into the edges of your vision
Henbane River
Cloying floral scents // the thick mist that gathers near the ground at dawn // dewdrops sparkling on spiderwebs // the almost too intense morning sun // unseasonable warmth // birdsong // honeyed wine // walking barefoot in the cool grass // the clanging of a jail cell door // spying hazy figures of animals in the fog // lemon balm and lavender // the low growl of a wildcat that you can’t see (but it sees you) // choking clouds of pollen settling on cars like snow // vineyards // faint humming and singing from an unidentifiable source // juniper berries // feeling uncomfortably hot in overly formal clothes // lace // burning incense // frogs in the reeds // soft brunette tresses // long winding rivers // mesmerizing music // glistening trout // the sweet nectar of honeysuckle flowers // rumbling of truck motors // glass beakers // bundles of dried flowers // wind chimes tinkling // rough concrete bricks // tumbling barrels // the ringing of a vintage phone // sweet words // broken promises // moonflower and datura // the smell of freshly cut grass // the faint sound of children laughing
Joseph’s Compound
Babbling brooks // humming // whistling // dogs barking // grand oak trees // the faint sound of hymns // a crate of ripe peaches // melted wax candles // the smell of fresh newspaper clippings // caged birds singing // a warm embrace // wrought iron arches // flames reaching for the sky // gentle voices murmuring // your feet sliding in thick mud // pouring rain // vape smoke // the slight scent of sweat // ink on skin // the smell of wooden church pews // the rustle of hymnals // old book smell // slight hint of ozone from old electronics // Bradford Pear petals floating on the breeze
Dutch’s Island
Creaking metal hinges // the crackle of a radio // the scratch of an old record player // the smell of antiseptic // the flickering light of a projector // the feel of pushing pins into cork board // echoing footsteps // shelves stacked with canned food and mason jars // dark shadowy figures on the edge of your vision // gleaming metal badges // a table of bullet shell casings // vertigo from standing on swaying radio towers // the sound of shattering glass // whistling pipes // suffocating heat // the chatter of squirrels // faint scent of mothballs // the sputter of a boat engine // the high electronic whine of an old television turning on // the sound of distant gunfire
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Holland Valley
Red, gold, and orange leaves against a clear blue sky // rows of apple trees in an orchard // pick your own pumpkin patches // baskets of puppies // a sleeping fawn hidden away from predators // pumpkin spice // the bite of apple cider // a harvest festival // the faint smell of a bonfire on the wind // the slight unease of getting lost in a corn maze // a hint of fall in the air when it’s still warm // golden sunsets // leaves just beginning to turn from green to orange // the rumble of a tractor // the buzz of an airplane flying low overhead // golden wheat swaying in the wind // the smell of gasoline // sprawling river deltas // crystal clear water // an old wooden dresser // family heirlooms // jingling keys // crimson blood // dark ink on parchment // the sting of a bruise // the warmth of a grand fireplace // gunmetal // work boots in the mud // the harsh cry of crows // the faint musty smell of taxidermy animals // farm animals making a racket // open air farmers markets // catching your clothes on a barbed wire fence // a fresh breeze through an open window // white rocking chairs // old farmhouses // scarecrows // wild westerly winds // the barely contained excitement for the approach of autumn.
Whitetail Mountains
Fishing at dawn // the smell of woodsmoke clinging to your clothes and hair // wolfsong // locking eyes with another predator // a night that falls faster than expected // the crisp hint of snow in the air // log cabins // the scent of evergreen trees // stone fireplaces // a well worn camouflage jacket // old field guide books // the smell of a cigarette still lingering on your hands // lager // the roar of whitewater rapids // cool dark caves // the rough wood of an antique gun // the scent of iron // woodland paths criss crossed by gnarled tree roots // a haze of dust from a recent rockslide // losing your breath as you wade into an icy river // winding mountain roads // an eagle’s cry // the bright red flash of a foxes tail at the corner of your eye // the patter of rain on dead leaves // petrichor // seeing your breath in the cold morning air // the click of a projector // the jangling of a chain link fence // gunpowder // the sizzling of a grill // burnt hair // the grand lobby of a lodge // gravel crunching underfoot // the cry of a blue jay // information boards // brochures piled on a table // cold metal bars // the sour smell of a lumber mill // the rough texture of scouting achievement badges // muffled oldies music from another room // sharpening a hunting knife // blood red leaves blooming from bone white birch trees // red bleeding into the edges of your vision
Henbane River
Cloying floral scents // the thick mist that gathers near the ground at dawn // dewdrops sparkling on spiderwebs // the almost too intense morning sun // unseasonable warmth // birdsong // honeyed wine // walking barefoot in the cool grass // the clanging of a jail cell door // spying hazy figures of animals in the fog // lemon balm and lavender // the low growl of a wildcat that you can’t see (but it sees you) // choking clouds of pollen settling on cars like snow // vineyards // faint humming and singing from an unidentifiable source // juniper berries // feeling uncomfortably hot in overly formal clothes // lace // burning incense // soft brunette tresses // long winding rivers // mesmerizing music // glistening trout // the sweet nectar of honeysuckle flowers // rumbling of truck motors // glass beakers // bundles of dried flowers // wind chimes tinkling // rough concrete bricks // tumbling barrels // the ringing of a vintage phone // sweet words // broken promises // moonflower and datura // the smell of freshly cut grass // the faint sound of children laughing
Joseph’s Compound
Babbling brooks // humming // whistling // dogs barking // grand oak trees // the faint sound of hymns // a crate of ripe peaches // melted wax candles // the smell of fresh newspaper clippings // caged birds singing // a warm embrace // wrought iron arches // flames reaching for the sky // gentle voices murmuring // your feet sliding in thick mud // pouring rain // vape smoke // the slight scent of sweat // ink on skin // the smell of wooden church pews // the rustle of hymnals // old book smell // slight hint of ozone from old electronics // Bradford Pear petals floating on the breeze
Dutch’s Island
Creaking metal hinges // the crackle of a radio // the scratch of an old record player // the smell of antiseptic // the flickering light of a projector // the feel of pushing pins into cork board // echoing footsteps // shelves stacked with canned food and mason jars // dark shadowy figures on the edge of your vision // gleaming metal badges // a table of bullet shell casings // vertigo from standing on swaying radio towers // the sound of shattering glass // whistling pipes // suffocating heat // the chatter of squirrels // faint scent of mothballs // the sputter of a boat engine // the high electronic whine of an old television turning on // tear stained letters // old family photographs // the smell of a mildewy basement
Tagging: wveryone lol @unleashed111 @deputyash @depyotee @multiverse-of-themind @belorage @heroofpenamstan @florbelles @adelaidedrubman @henbased @vasiktomis @natesofrellis @sleepfight @nightwingshero @derelictheretic @amistrio @foofygoldfish @redroci @cobb-vanthss @chyrstis @teamhawkeye @josephslittledeputy @clicheantagonist @confidentandgood @roofgeese @sleepfight @nuclearstorms @necro-hamster @perhapsrampancy @socially-awkward-skeleton @purplehairsecretlair @shellibisshe @madsismad @red-nightskies @redreart @beautiful-delirium @harmonyowl @refinedstorage @harlow1898 @shallow-gravy also please tag all your fc5 moots if you do it!
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asykriel · 7 months
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Murder husbands.
My warlock Hadeon & Astarion.
The amount of times I've reloaded and restarted just to get his approval for every interaction and I'm still in Act 1. 😩
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millym00n · 5 months
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oh im not dead btw!
ahem heres some more arcana posts
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thebacklogreviews · 4 months
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Cyberpunk 2077
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OC: Vinnie Gallo
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