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impossiblyizzy · 3 months
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working in a bakery is fun but also as an aspiring romance writer I can pretend I'm actually advancing my career
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humblemediagenius · 8 months
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why is demucs on uvr so SLOW. mdx net is so lovely and takes like 3 minutes most. demucs is out to get me at all times
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cedobols · 2 years
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hiii bom i miss youuu 😽😽😽😽😽
hii bestie marina bay goat❤️❤️❤️ i love youu❗️
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thisstableground · 1 year
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not that i dont already have two chapters of two different fics three-quarters of the way done that i could be working on but i was just rereading some of my vansnavi pre-canon fic and am in the mood to write them dancing around each other hopelessly so if anyone wants to suggest to me a classic getting together trope for them to fail at noticing please do
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clockworkzombies · 1 year
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FUCK YEAH BOIZ my tax return will be here in 2 days, I've got a pending already
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fieriframes · 1 year
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[Uvres, ed. C. Lefort (Paris: Gallimard, 2010).]
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afrrnniyu6srcr · 1 year
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afusirue59qq · 1 year
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qppnvwlomnfq9 · 1 year
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layziidakkii · 2 months
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Caine! The Ringmaster. The Creator of The Crossroads and The Opulent. Caretaker of The Chosen.
Caine has been trapped here ever since he was a teenager. In a desperate attempt to mend the rift that had grown between him and his game designer of a father, Aybel, Caine decided to learn everything there was to learn about game design.
Caine impressed Aybel, as he predicted, and would help Aybel work on his massive indie project, a UVR (Uiltimate Virtual Reality) game based on popular JRPGs and anime he loved to play and watch growing up. Caine didn't understand much of it, but he learned for his father.
But something went wrong. When it came time to test, something...else was inside the game. And before the father-son duo knew it...they were trapped within their creation, separated with no way to find each other.
Caine - along with his fiesty new companion Bubble - created The Crossroads, a circus-themed town floating within the Void to house the wayward Souls that would appear there every so often.
Things were fine...until the Abstractions came. Then the Chosen became his last hope...and The Opulent their last line of defense.
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pineycone1995 · 4 months
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Ouch Dtccyfytvce e ev uvr
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brightlotusmoon · 10 months
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The Louvre Is Thrilled to Announce It Is Rebranding to “UVR” - McSweeney’s Internet Tendency
If there’s one thing we’ve concluded from the millions of visitors who pass through our doors every year, it’s that art is passé. Art is stale in an age of content—unlimited content you can hardwire to your cerebellum with maximum connectivity, allowing you to upload videos with your smart shoe, get a crappier version of the cable television you cut the cord on years ago, and watch reality shows transpire in real-time in reality with no scripts, no actors, no directors, no cameras, no crews, no catering, and no pesky union wages that make it impossible to hoard all the profit for yourself for work someone else did.
You see, in the future of tomorrow’s today, we’re visioneering. You can do banking with a flicker of your eye, communicate with your dead loved ones with incoherent AI that regurgitates gibberish that sounds nothing like them, and record audio with your mind before it’s swiftly forgotten unless you order our memory-enhancement supplements—be sure to sign up for a subscription, fam, for the best deal and assurance you’ll never run out, lest all your cherished memories be erased. Memories are content, and content is here for its coronation, baby. After all, we once hosted French kings, so we’re an authority in telling you there’s a new king in town, and that king is content, beautiful, sweet, sweet content—oh, content, my love, how I long for thee, how my aching loins quiver for thy sweet embrace.
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thisstableground · 2 years
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i have accepted that there’s some level of repetitiveness to my fic (it’s theeemes i sweaaar) but it is frustrating when the fic im in the mood to write is word for word something i’ve already written like what am i meant to do with this
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Loss, Love, and Tinder (Renfield)
"So I can use this app to summon potential dates to me? Like that Uvre app with food?"
"First, it's Uber. And yeah, pretty much. You can browse all these profiles and click on people you might be interested in. Then you can message each other. "
"Fascinating." Renfield stared at the app before him, scrolling through the seemingly endless collage of photos. "And what's this called again?"
"Tinder. I used to use it all the time back in college." Rebecca admitted as she leaned over from her position on Renfield's couch and pointed at the red icon. "Never click on people who don't have profile pics. It's super sketchy."
Robert Montague Renfield was by no means tech illiterate. Quite the contrary, actually. He was very apt when it came to using Facebook groups or Craigslist ads to find people for his former master. But it was all for business related stuff....er, so to speak. Never anything personal like this. It had been years since he'd ever done something this traditionally romantic. There had been his wife, but that was arranged by their families. Her family wanted the Renfield family's money, and his family needed an heir. It was pleasant, but Renfield always knew that for as much as he liked his family, he very much did not like women. Then he met the count.
Dracula was everything he could've wanted from a man. Tall, dark, and so incredibly romantic. He took him out places. Introduced him to new people. Plus, the sex was absolutely mind-blowing. Feelings he never thought possible coursing through his body as the count took him by the throat and slammed him back into the wall while shoving his tongue down his throat-it almost made up for the fact that the man turned out to be a blood sucking fiend who he had to pledge his service to for the rest of eternity. Almost.
Of course, their relationship evolved over the years in a not so great way. The romantic gestures became few and far between. The sex was still there, but Renfield rarely found it as satisfying anymore. His master would come for a release. As soon as he got what he wanted, Renfield was left unfulfilled and wanting. He did everything to please the man he thought freed him. Instead, it seemed, he was bound into another form of servitude. Instead of being forced to meet society's expectations, he was forced to meet Dracula's. The romantic he was wooed by disappeared and was instead replaced by a cruel and demanding master. The person he'd been seduced by would still come through to reel Renfield back in. Over and over again, it was almost a never-ending cycle. Until recently.
It has been almost a month now since his ma-Dracula's passing. It was liberating to be free for the first time in just over a hundred years now. He was happy. But as it turned out, very, very lonely. That was how he found himself staring at the little red app on his phone curiously while Rebecca showed him how it worked. His profile picture left something to be desired. Rebecca hadn't been too far off in describing him as a pale, sad little wet cat.
"Don't worry about it too much." Rebecca waved his worry off. "Some guys really like that kind of thing."
The now ex-police woman seemed to be right as his phone dinged to signal that someone had just messaged him. Renfield eagerly took the phone from Rebecca's hands and clicked on the messages bar. The man paused when, instead of a text, he was greeted by the photo of a man's penis. Admittedly, it was well endowed, but still a random photo of a stranger's genitals.
"And of course, the first message you get from a guy is a dick pic." Rebecca said with a roll of her eyes.
"I take it this isn't a normal way to open conversations?"
"No." Rebecca snorted as she clicked on a button in the top corner of the screen to block the account. "You wouldn't believe how many times I got dick pics even though my bio says,"Hardcore Lesbian." It was either that or two straight people thing to spice up their love life. Maybe you'll have more luck on this app."
Renfield nodded as he glanced back at his phone. Despite everything, he was excited for the new beginnings this "Tinder" presented.
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I've know I'm Ace for a while or at least somewhere on the spec. I figured out I'm a lesbian a Long time ago. And now I'm starting to think I might be somewhere on the gray scale too. So I've questioned it very briefly many times but never went into going to serious about besidesjust in my head. But recently i wanted to show my support for aroace people and give some more rep through fanfics. I wanted to do a QPR though and I went and did a little bit more and I'm now thinking more than usual I might be somewhere on the spectrum. I swear how many spectrums can I be on do I gotta collect them all.
What are you?
The spectrum....of COLORS.
Anyway got distracted. I know I've definitely felt romantic attraction before but it's been a really long time and I feel like I'd really just be fine with a QPR. I mean absolutely obsessing over someone and wanting them to love you and say it all the time and be exclusive and call them weird names and be romantic with them I've experienced but it sounds so weird and pointless. Like I could totally do with just having a QPR. Uvr also not experienced romantic attraction many times but whenever I did it was very intense and honestly probably bad for my overall health especially mental. I think I might be gray or demi or both but idk.
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sydmarch · 8 months
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I often have dreams where I want to photograph something but somwthing goes wrong & I can't (usually it's "can't get my phone camera out before the moment passes" or "phone camera isn't working/won't focus/etc" & it's apparently such a common thing that it's become one of my dream signs, most of which are location based not event based bcus last night in my dream I was walking & there was this scene from over a bridge that was like a sunset hitting these blooming trees in a really specific way that had me like this is the most beautiful thing uvr ever seen let me take a picture but then I couldn't & in my head I was like "well of course you can't this is a dream so even if you could take the picture you couldn't actually take it with you so it doesn't matter" & then it didn't even turn into a lucid dream after me realizing it
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