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the-ram-67 · 2 years
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Anne Celeste Heche (May 25, 1969 - August 11, 2022) 
Rest in Peace
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nalyra-dreaming · 1 month
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Via @loustat-0 for no special reason. ^^
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pixlerelish · 3 months
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The movie began and ended with this song.
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gayamulet · 3 months
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I’m fucking weak and ended up with some new guys this weekend
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"So I hear they're calling you the Lore Man these days," said Scott, giving Pix an amused look over his teacup. "A collector of stories. The most knowledgeable historian this side of the Great Desert." He patted the box of froglights Pix had prepared for him for take home. "The Froglight Man."
"Gosh, I don't know about the most knowledgeable," said Pix modestly. He stirred his own tea. "But Lore Man is a new one. And Froglight Man." He laughed. "It's a strange identity I've taken on, but it's happened. Whatever hat fits, I suppose."
"Hmm. Whatever hat fits. You've had lots of those."
"So have you," said Pix.
"So I have," agreed Scott. "Did my new one surprise you? 'King' Scott?"
"Not as much as you might think," said Pix. "Sort of expected it, if I'm honest."
"Really?" That news certainly surprised Scott. "I didn't expect it. It just sort of...happened."
"So I heard." Scott didn't question how; he'd long given up trying to figure out how Pix got his information about some things. "Will you be at the next meeting?"
"I will. I'm feeling much better." Scott took a sip of his tea. "I heard I missed the first couple meetings your newest recruit attended."
"Oh yes, you did, didn't you." Pix rested his chin on one hand and regarded Scott thoughtfully. "You have an individual meeting with him soon, don't you?"
"I do," said Scott. He could feel his expression soften at the thought of seeing Jimmy, and he schooled it into something more neutral. "Tomorrow, actually. I need gunpowder, and I thought I'd introduce myself properly for the first time before the next meeting."
"For the first time, huh," repeated Pix, and Scott squinted a little at the way he said it, but Pix only smiled. "He could use more friends. Sausage and Fwhip took a rather fast liking to him, surprisingly, and he seems to be on good terms with Gem and Katherine."
"But?" prompted Scott, sensing there was more. He took another sip, added an extra spoonful of sugar, and wondered about Pix's surprise about Sausage and Fwhip. That they would become friends with Jimmy only seemed natural to him given what he knew of their natures. So long as Jimmy's temper didn't clash with Fwhip's stubbornness, they would get along just fine.
Pix rubbed his beard thoughtfully. "But, it seems like he's having trouble feeling like he really belongs," he said to Scott. "I think he feels...a little out of his depth. Like a fish out of water, one might say."
He looked amused at his own comment. Scott wondered why, but again, he didn't ask. There had always been something strange about Pix. Scott's eye didn't see any glow about him, but he exuded a feeling similar to the ancient, magical artifacts they were both so used to handling. Some days it made Scott's skin crawl, but he chalked it up to Pix's many years in and out of old ruins and hidden temples and his own paranoia. Regardless, he enjoyed Pix's company, and he decided long ago that he wasn't about to let a little strangeness keep him from spending time with his old friend. He knew better than most that some people were simply a little odd.
There were other reasons for Pix's comment to bother him besides the joke he apparently wasn't getting. "Is he struggling very much?" he asked. "I know it can be a lot. Some of the other rulers can be a lot." He thought about Joel, and the god's penchant for prodding at any weakness he could sniff out just for the fun of it.
"Not much more than anyone else did at first, I would say." Pix shrugged. "He doesn't get on with Joel." Called it, thought Scott, and Pix continued. "I'm more worried about what could be."
Another odd phrasing. Scott's curiosity was at its peak now, though, and this time he wanted clarification. "What do you mean by that?"
"Oh, nothing, nothing," Pix was quick to assure him, and Scott resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Then Pix fixed him with a sharp gaze, and oh, there was that itchy feeling just under the surface of his skin that had Scott looking for a glow out of habit before he remembered he wouldn't find one. He couldn't suppress the shudder that went through him, and hoped Pix would attribute it to the chilly air of the ruins.
"He needs people around him," continued Pix. "Good people." Scott raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't necessarily mean law-abiding, regardless of his profession," chuckled Pix, and Scott smirked into his teacup. "You're good people, Scott, at heart."
"Eh," said Scott, and Pix shook his head. "So what, you're saying I should make a point to befriend him?" That could be...difficult, depending on how Jimmy reacted to him at their meeting. He might not take it well. He might take it quite badly, in fact. It was a possibility Scott was prepared for, even if the thought sat uncomfortably heavy in his chest.
"I'm saying he's going to need you." Pix answered Scott's quizzical look with one of his infuriatingly unreadable stares. "Be good to him." This time was appended silently to the end of that, Scott was sure somehow. Be good to him this time.
"I will," said Scott quietly. It was an unnecessary admonition. He didn't know how tomorrow would go, but he knew he was going to go into the meeting as sincere as he knew how to be. If Jimmy threw his sincerity back into his face the way he had once done to Jimmy, so be it, but Scott would not strike back if he did.
Pix nodded approvingly. "Excellent," he said. "I have a feeling everything will work out just fine."
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p1x1x · 8 months
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dont feel like shouting my struggles over on the other app so here we go AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! pix dod it again!!! thought this would be a fun idea and not that hard at all! but noooooo everything is a Struggle hahahahahaha but i am so Committed To The Bit i will finish it,
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pixlokita · 2 years
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Hey do you mind fanart? I just did some silly doddles and I was wondering if u wanted to see it :D
-Arurubun
Yes?? Please????? ᕕ〳 ཀ 益 ཀ 〵ง
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nako-doodles · 2 years
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hi shirley !!! i don't think there's much i can say that i haven't already said about your pixel art, but please know you are so so so incredibly talented and we are so lucky you share your talent with us. every piece you've put out is so incredibly detailed, and i love and appreciate everything you create for us ♥♥ (content creator appreciation! list five favorite sets you’ve made and send this ask to five other content creators 💕)
emmeline darling 🥺🥺🥺 thank you so much for your kind words 😭😭😭
ive been really proud of these bbys ngl...
1. tangerine boi
2. flower crown yoongi
3. pumpkin patch kids
4. moon prince jin
5. dynamite bbys
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ssspringroll · 2 months
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i think we are just going to be incompatible with glasses ♥
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gnaga37 · 1 year
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pixel art? pixel HARD
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wally-b-feed · 2 years
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Anthony Fineran (B 1981), Gradient Pix Cors, 2022
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the-ram-67 · 2 years
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Lawrence Samuel Storch (January 8, 1923 - July 8, 2022)
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demilypyro · 2 months
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I love how the icons for the Metal Gear ports are all tiny and pixely even though this is the first time these games have been on PC. It's not like these were grandfathered in, they could've just used a high res image
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pixlerelish · 25 days
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;) B|
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the-white-void · 2 months
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Oh! You've Heard This Story?
Summary: Once again, your end has begun, and the story starts anew. Yet, she remembers this story; one told over and over again.
Warning: This contains mentions of violence and repetitive deaths which may be uncomfortable to some readers.
One || two || three
Taglist: @kthehoeforfictionalmen @pix-stuff @kthehoeforfictionalmen @time-shardz @scarletttcroww @mysteriaqueen @atsukawolfcat @junkoslette @mef0rg0r @altheq0 @obliviousariies2007
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Blood of gold stained the podium as the blade of the Archon of Inazuma sliced your neck. Leaving the crowds that once cheered for your end turned to fear and shallow worries of regret.
You've seen this before. As your head descended from your body, your consciousness still lingered, even for only a moment. The screams of agony laced with regret and sorrow; the cries of the archons as they saw the precious blood that was wasted on the floor.
That is how it always ended.
Your mind now eases as your death finally comes, then onto the next show.
You open your eyes once more to the lush green grass tickled your ears, and the trees swayed its leaves on your rags; the warm rays that lay on your skin. A scene all too familiar.
You have given up on trying to survive on this game of cat and mouse; simply letting it all roll like a ball, because out of all the countless times you tried to escape before were all futile, even giving up showed the same ending.
There is no end to this scripted play.
Fate is like a chord. No matter how you pull to change it, it will always return to its original form.
You pick yourself up, dust off a few leaves stuck on your rags and walked up to a nearby tree bearing some apples. You reach out for one close yet ripe.
"Maybe Amber noticed me already and might shoot my arm." You blurted out as the apple twisted and fell on your face. "Ah! It's already loose." you mumbled with your brow raised before picking up the apple from the ground; you dusted off the dirt then took a bite. "Doesn't matter, you missed." You uttered as you look to the side where the brunette wearing red hid from afar; her bow lowered from when it first had you a target.
Her face painted with worry and confusion, she focuses her bow to you once more, ready for your retaliation. Yet, you walk back to the spot where you first woke up; legs crossed with your bum on the ground as you continued to eat the apple.
"What?" The brunette mumbles with her brows furrowed, confused why you just say down defenceless while chewing on your apple till you ate it all and the core was left. "Could it be a trick? Are they just luring me in?" Thoughts flooded her head thinking about what you could be planning if you already know where she was.
After laying the core of the apple you just ate on the ground, you look back at where the brunette was hiding. "Even if you are here to catch the imposter, there is still etiquette for how knights capture fiends." You spoke with a sigh and a small smile, waiting for her to shoot her bow, or throw Baron Bunny to your face.
An arrow of fire flew past you and hit the tree right behind you, barely grazing your hair. Amber then emerges from the bushes while her bow was still pointed at you "You have the right to remain silent. Your actions of impersonating the divine deity..." She continues to mouth out paragraphs you've heard countless times before, still smiling without a care in the world.
In a nation distant to the airy breezes of Mondstat, in the land hidden in the forests where rain comes and goes, the land where knowledge is weighed more than mora, Sumeru.
Lying inside the Sanctuary of Surasthana where the Archon resides, she sprung up with a cold sweat, as if she just had a nightmare. Her gasps were heavy and her hands shaking; her dream was as vivid as if it were real, like the times she would occasionally possess the receptionist of the Adventurers Guild, however, unlike those dreams, it was not coveted by the mind of a human nor god. The scene was too real to be revered as a dream.
"Oh... Very well,I'll see you all. Soon."
Were the last words of the imposter before their head departed from their body. "What did they mean? Will it happen again? I saw their memories; it happened to them over and over again. Like a samsara, after reaching an end it'll go back to the beginning. How long have they been doing this? Do they have a goal?" Questions drowned out all their senses before a loud arrogant voice broke her focus.
A short man wearing blue accents and a large hat was snapping his fingers in front of the archon's face with an annoyed look. "Hey! I've been calling you for ages; you said you wanted me to do something." His tone filled with salt and bitterness as he pulled his arms back together crossed.
Lesser Lord Kusanali, the dendro Archon, one who was calm and collected was in a cold sweat, unable to comprehend what reality she had just seen. If it were to happen in this world as well, would it too crumble and wither away.
"H- hat guy..." The dendro Archon's voice trembled when she muttered her words. Looking towards Hat Guy with her eyes widened and trembling "What happened these past few days? There was the imposter a- and..." Her voice trails off as she tries to word out what happened, but her tongue falters to convey what was on her mind.
"The imposter? That news just landed in the Akademia an hour ago. I guess that's what you can expect of a god who can read minds." He mumbles while the Archon gathers her thoughts.
"What? But the imposter was just about to be executed. Everyone was there and... the imposter was... calm... they- they said something then… then…” her eyes wonder off around the room remembering the words of the imposter.
“... Hat guy. Take me to Mondstat; I need to talk to the imposter.” Her eyes were then set on the short man; eyes painted with determination and fear, set on speaking with the one branded as an imposter, yet whose last is shrouded in a thick fog of uncertainty.
The man that looked at the Dendro god puzzled and perplexed. “What?! Are you- just when you hear about an imposter; you wanna go meet them?!! Don't you know how dangerous that thing could be?” His aloof and sour tone shifted to a raised and concerned voice after hearing the Archon's desire to met with the imposter.
Kusanali sighs with her eyes faltering, wondering if it just a ruse after all. She ponders for some time, recollecting and organising the memories she had of the imposter. “The execution just happened with the Electro Archon beheading the the imposter, but before that, the imposter allowed me to look through their memories, then…” her memory was then blank.
“Can they dream?” Hat Guy's voice cut her focus. “If you really wanna talk to them, you can go in their dream and just talk to them there.”
The idea lit up the Lesser Lord's face “Yes. Their dreams. They looked young, they probably still have dreams, like escaping… or… wait… can they dream?” Her voice questioned the mentality and consciousness of the imposter.
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pforestsims · 5 months
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New top mesh - it might look familiar 'cuz I used parts of this outfit.
Cropped Wool Closed Jacket for AF
Download: SFS | BOX Polycount: 1919
All morphs.
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*This is for The Sims 2
Swatch under the cut:
*Previews above feature high-waisted 'Nasty Girl' jeans (FYI those are +7K poly).
Mesh contains black turtleneck texture, black top /no turtleneck texture and bump maps.
Grey, dark floral and dark grey jacket each comes with a repositoried version, combined with different top - each recolour "B" requires recolour "A".
Most files contain unused textures (tiny 64x64 pix), I've left these there just in case, so it's possible to replace and re-link some texture resources.
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Enjoy
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