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splitchip · 9 months
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Retro Twitch channel!
Sorry that I don't really be on here much due to school, but I do have a twitch channel dedicated to retro games of all styles, either actually old retro games or games that look retro. I just hope that you all enjoy the time and effort I put into this as I am doing almost all of this solo.
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lilybug-02 · 2 months
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Pain is a great motivator…
Part 26 || First || Previous || Next
—Full Series—
Meanwhile Toriel:
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(Loud noises don't wake her up usually.)
Artist note: I’m so proud of this :))) I know it’s a lot of dialogue and reading, but dialogue is grueling work for me. I’m glad with the art and for the amount of pages I made in such a relatively short time span -w- page 5 was super fun to work on. A lot of blood, sweat, and hours here... :) The backgrounds were a big bore tbh, but I finished them! Yippie!
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cynderrfall · 2 months
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On the surface 🌸
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cashmoneyyysstuff · 5 months
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you’re watching the maury show on your computer when katsuki marches into your room without a word and flops down next to you on your bed.
“ hello to you, too.” you snort. his words are muffled by your sheets but you’re about 90% sure he told you to shut up, you ignore it.
he lays face down on your bed for a while not saying anything and you know he’s had a long day and wants to be close to you without actually talking. you don’t mind, you’ll give him his space until he reaches out himself.
and he does after a little bit, turning his head around to face you as he looks from you to your computer screen, eyes focusing on the woman screaming that the man she cheated on her husband with was 100% not the father of her baby, mixed with the cheers of the audience.
he looks at you and raises a brow “ what’s happenin ?”
“ lady cheated on her husband with his brother.” you respond.
“ his brother ?” he repeats. his eyebrows furrow and you know he’s hooked. if there’s one thing katsuki loves but will never admit he does, it’s trash tv.
you nod, grinning somewhat evilly “his brother. now they’re trying to find out which one’s the father.”
he hums, scooting himself closer to you so he can see the screen too. he flips himself around so his neck isn’t craned at that awkward angle anymore and settles himself down right next to you. hook, line and sinker.
he wraps his arm around your shoulder and shoves his head in your neck, breathing you in. you both don’t say anything. “do you want me to play it from the beginning for you ?” he shakes his head in your neck. you reach your hand up to scratch at his scalp and you smile when he sighs. he holds you a little tighter, pressing feather light kisses into your neck.
katsuki’s never been good at expressing himself with any other emotion that isn’t anger. it makes him feel stupid and weak and soft. he’s had a long fucking day and he doesn’t wanna talk about it, simply wanting to indulge in you but he can’t tell you that, can’t find the words to, so he tries to find other ways to tell you and he hopes you understand and you do.
katsuki’s thankful for you because sometimes he wants to talk, wants to open up about what’s bothering him but sometimes he doesn’t. he doesn’t and you don’t pry when you know he doesn’t and he’s so thankful for you. he presses kisses on your skin and soft bites at your flesh to convey just how thankful he is, how grateful he is for having you. he hopes every warm press of his lips against your skin can convey how much he loves you loving him. and it does, because you turn your head and kiss the side of his head so sweetly and he knows you’re it for him.
he’ll tell you all of this one day, he promises. he’ll tell you all the thoughts swimming around in his head one day, but he hopes this’ll do for now. and unknowingly to him, it absolutely does.
he pulls his head out of your neck and kisses you hard on the cheek one, two, three times and you giggle. you feel him smile into your cheek when he kisses you a fourth time.
“fuck’re they screamin’ about ?” he says and you turn to look back at the screen. the woman is yelling at her husband’s brother vehemently denying the possibility of him being her baby’s father. you feel a little bad for laughing. “ she says he’s not the dad” you answer.
he clicks his tongue “ why the fuck is she on the show then.” he says, turning his attention back to your computer but his grip on you stays secure. you press yourself a little closer to him.
you’re still smiling lightly when you look back at your screen, simply shrugging. “ she said something about her having more sex with her husband than with him.” you answer and he snorts.
“ ten bucks neither one of them’s the father.”
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tethered-heartstrings · 8 months
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fandomsandfeminism · 1 month
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😮‍💨 Went out to socialize with some coworkers yesterday. I mention that I'm bi, and then just a minute later that I have a husband.
Coworker (who is a lesbian, for the record, so what follows isnt straight ignorance) that I really do not know: oh, wait, you're married?
Me: ha, yes.
Them: And you're bi?
Me: ...yes?
Them: wow, so like, an open relationship?
Me: ....?????? No?
Them: really?.....so, you're married. In a monogamous relationship? And...you're still bi?
Me: ...................yes? I...still think women are attractive? Like my husband still thinks women are attractive? Getting married didn't change that.
Them: oh, wow, how interesting.
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maladaptivewriting · 4 months
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“this popular fanfic is bad, the writing sucks”
yeah, yeah. you know what else is bad? the shitty nachos i make in the microwave with tostitos and cheddar cheese.
but does it not soothe the soul? does it not nurish the body? does it not quiet the aching stomach?
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rosedominatesyou · 5 months
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The boy in the produce section at the grocery store told me I remind him of a “very rare bird.” I asked him wtf that meant and he said, “because I don’t see you very often, and it’s so exciting when I do.”
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drawnfamiliarfaces · 3 months
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;3
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yankasmiles · 9 months
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wip hehe
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flamedoesart · 1 year
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I feel like people tend to forget that the reason children are on websites they really shouldn't be on, like Twitter for example, is because there are no spaces on the internet anymore specifically designed for children, unless it's for babies or toddlers.
The death of Flash also meant the death of thousands of games and websites specifically designed for the 9-13 demographic. Now granted, several games died long before Flash did (like the Holy Disney MMO trio - Pixie Hollow, ToonTown and Club Penguin) but there were other websites designed around what kids would enjoy. Sites like Kongregate, Sploder, GirlsGoGames and others were designed with kids in mind.
These sites were special in the sense that it gave fun games for children to play without even really needing to interact with other people directly. They could play the games and have fun. If they wanted to make friends they could, and oftentimes these sites had moderation to prevent kids from having full control over what they could say so as to prevent bullying and potential cyberstalking.
But now Flash is dead, and there's barely any hangout spots for that demographic anymore. I think the last remaining game you can play that doesn't require Flash that was a major part of the 2010s game nostalgia was Wizard101, but that game comes with the flaw of membership programs, similar to all the other MMOs that existed at the time.
Needless to say, the next time we ask in annoyance why there's so many 12 year olds on Twitter and Tik Tok, remember that it's because there's literally no online spaces anymore solely for them and only them, that majority of adults wouldn't step foot into anymore.
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guardian-angle22 · 1 year
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911: Lone Star | Tarlos Wedding Pt. 2 -> TK's vows
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(tw: unhinged satoru like, seriously unhinged. yandere!toru probably. can be interpreted as unrequited love. mentions of blood. toxic dynamics)
If Satoru Gojo is God, you're like a tiny mushroom.
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Indeed, a tiny mushroom. A beautiful life form it is, you know? No shame in that. So complex and pure and lively; taking roots deep and incomprehensible and carrying and connecting so much through kilometers and kilometers. Always managing to surface and bloom, stubborn little thing you are. A mushroom. An earthy being. Below him, maybe, in terms of power and strength; like everyone else is, but don't feel bad about it! Satoru would never let you feel bad about anything! You are beautiful; in your human, sometimes pathetic little ways. Mushrooms are powerful too, you know? And you're perfect like that. He wouldn't change you for the world. You're his perfect little human and he loves you. And he bathes in your approval and injects it in his blood and breathes you in and carves it on his chest and― You are the one thing that makes infinite eyes worth having. Are you even aware how much power you hold over the strongest sorcerer on Earth? To consume the entirety of what exists and what doesn't exist, and yet still find himself back to your arms because it's the only place in the world he feels safe― No. No. Not safe. Safe is calm. Safe is a lullaby that makes you sleepy. Safe is a warm embrace after a long day. Safe is warm water soothing sore muscles. Safe is eating your favorite food in bed. Satoru doesn't feel any of that with you, no. He feels euphoric. The man's own mind cannot comprehend how a being so inconspicuous makes him feel like this. So alive, so good, so high. He would kill for you. He would appear drenched in the blood of whoever made the mistake to rise against you and wait for approval at your feet. Doesn't even matter if your heart is taken, or if you don't want him, or if the world has a wicked plan of its own to keep you away for any reason. It doesn't matter, because what he does, ALL he does, is to make you happy. Satoru would never force you to love him, though. No, never. You deserve better than that, and he's content simply by being allowed you in your entirety. Whether it be cupping his bloody cheeks, praising him in that sweet voice of yours, or even going as far as to place a loving, grateful kiss on his forehead... That's what he lives for. That's what gets his heart running and his blood pumping and his spirit unbroken. Everything he does, everything he owns, his very own birth and creation and every corpse that has lined his way to you, meant something. It was to bring him to your arms. He's your beast on a leash and honestly, Satoru Gojo couldn't be any happier.
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mblue-art · 1 year
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I just saw that post of yours where Lust, where he could learn your native language and tell you sweet words. And I'm sure he would do that!!! But if you say something to Cross in your native language, this poor boy will be very confused. "What did you just say? What does it mean?" Imagine his blushy face when you tell him what it really means.
( /)/////(\;; lust is the sweetest,, , 💜💙 he would,, thank u anons for making me believe that,, will rotate those thoughts in my head kjnsdfkfd///<333 )
confused cro below
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zebratimw · 1 year
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The entirety of SVSSS--
I may have forgotten to unmute the audio for the tumblr posting on the first upload...
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6madanus9 · 1 year
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Draco's Gang
Your infamous Slytherins in muggle attires (that I definitely stole from pinterest)
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The inspiration is from this sketch of CARAME.LL(?? Is this spelled correctly)
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Come on!! The person on top just speaks Draco!!
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