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w1lly-shak3s · 2 days
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"Wow, you talk about that character a lot" I want to fuck him.
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w1lly-shak3s · 8 days
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Listen. The masses liked the first redraw and honestly? I'm surprised I haven't redrawn this scene sooner lmao.
Ref under the cut~
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w1lly-shak3s · 12 days
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“and the universe said…”
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w1lly-shak3s · 12 days
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To-cat-ata in B by sympawnies
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w1lly-shak3s · 12 days
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🏴‍☠️ stop paying for shit
some sources and resources as of april 2024
tv/cinema (streaming)
fmoviesz dot to
soap2dayx dot to
anix dot to (for anime)
flixtor dot to
hdtoday dot to
myflixerz dot to
swatchseries dot is
if one of the sites i already use doesn't have what i'm looking for, i use duckduckgo to search for alternatives (as opposed to google which always gives me way more bullshit results)
skip paywalls
12ft dot io (doesn't always work)
books and academic articles
libgen dot is
sci-hub dot se
audiobookbay dot is
annas-archive dot org
forum dot mobilism dot org (also hosts mobile apps)
video games
myabandonware dot com (not technically piracy!)
torrent source
1337x dot to (pretty much the only source i use nowadays)
piracy guides
my (very quick) torrenting guide
easyussr.neocities.org/torrenting
edit: apparently necessary disclaimer that everyone and their mother knows about these websites, they can be found through any major search engine, and not talking about them on tumblr dot com won't keep them "secret" because the feds are already more than aware of them.
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w1lly-shak3s · 19 days
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I see a lot of people clowning on the people of Pelican Town for not repairing the community center themselves or clowning on Lewis for embezzling and. like. Those criticisms aren't entirely unfair. But I think instead of coming at it from a perspective of "why can't the townspeople do this" we should be asking "why and how can the farmer do this?"
Like. Think about it. The farmer arrives in Stardew Valley on the first day of spring. By the first day they're obviously different. By day five the spirits of the forest who haven't been seen by the townsfolk in years or generations are speaking to them. By the second week they've developed a rapport with the wizard that lives outside town.
In the spring they go foraging and find more than even Linus, who's spent so many years learning the ways of the valley. Maybe he knows, when he sees them walking back home. Maybe he looks at them and understands that they're different, chosen somehow.
In the summer they fish in the lakes and the ocean for hours on end, catching fish that even Willy's only ever heard of, fish that he thought were the stuff of legend. They pull up giants from the deep and mutated monstrosities from the sewers.
In the fall, their crops grow incredibly immense; pumpkins twice as tall as a person, big enough that someone could live inside. The farmer cuts it down with an axe without even batting an eye. Does Lewis wonder, when he checks the collection bin that night and finds it full to the brim with pumpkin flesh? What does he think? Does he even leave the money? Does he have the funds to pay the farmer millions of dollars for the massive amounts of wine they sell? Or is it someone--something--else entirely?
In the winter, the farmer delves into the mines. No one in Pelican Town has been down there in decades. No one in living memory has been to the bottom. The farmer gets there within the season. They return to the surface with stories of dwarven ruins and shadow people, stories they only tell to Vincent and Jas, whose retellings will be dismissed by the adults as flights of fancy. People walking by the entrance to the mines sometimes hear the farmer in there, speaking in a language no one can understand. Something speaks back.
The farmer speaks to the the wizard. They speak to the spirit of a bear inside a centuries-old stone. They speak to the shadow people and the dwarves, ancient enemies, and they try to mend the rift. They speak to the Junimos, ancient spirits of the forest and the river and the mountain. They taste the nectar of the stardrops and speak to the valley itself. They change Pelican Town, and they change the valley. Things are waking up.
And what does Evelyn think? She's the oldest person in the valley; she was here when the farmer's grandfather was young. (How old *is* she, anyway? She never seems to age. She doesn't remember the year she was born.) Does she see the farmer and think of their grandfather? Does she try to remember if he was like this too, strange and wild and given the gifts of the forest?
And does their grandfather haunt the valley? He haunts the farm, still there even after his death; his body died somewhere else, but his spirit could never stay away for long. Does Abigail, using her ouija board on a stormy night, almost drop the planchette when she realizes it's moving on its own? Does Shane, walking to work long before anyone else leaves their house, catch glimpses of a wispy figure floating through the town? Does the farmer know their grandfather came back to the place they both love so much?
Mr. Qi takes interest in the farmer. He's different, too; in a different way, maybe, but the principles are the same. They're both exceptional, and no matter what Qi says about it being hard work and dedication, they both know the truth: the world bends around the both of them, changing to fit their needs. Most people aren't visited by fairies or witches. Most people don't have meteorites crash in their yard. Most people couldn't chop down trees all day without a break or speak to bears and mice and frogs.
The farmer is different. The rules of the world don't work for them the way they work for everyone else. The farmer goes fishing and finds the stuff of fairy tales. The farmer goes mining and fights shadow beasts and flying snakes. The farmer looks at paths the townspeople walk every day and finds buried in the dirt relics of lost civilizations.
The farmer is a violent, irrepressible miracle, chosen by the valley and destined to return to it someday. Even if they'd never received the letter, they would've come home.
They always come home eventually.
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w1lly-shak3s · 19 days
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w1lly-shak3s · 19 days
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‘im a girl’ ’im a boy’ okay well ive got boulders on my shoulders collarbones begin to crack there is very little left of me and it’s never coming back
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w1lly-shak3s · 21 days
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day one of trying to not think about fucking that stupid elf
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w1lly-shak3s · 22 days
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can you imagine how wild the whole of gale and tav's romance is from gale's perspective?
you keep secrets. shameful, terrible secrets. youre dying. every step is just a little bit harder than the last. youre a disgrace. if people didnt look at you with disdain, they were looking at you with pity. and youve got nobody to blame but yourself.
every moment, youre expecting the other shoe to drop, for tav to finally say enough -- you wouldn't hold it against them, youre more trouble than youre worth -- but then...?
it doesnt matter what it is. magical item consumption with no reason given. an awkward exit from an imagined kiss shared in the cradle of your ex's palm. revealing you could kill yourself, them, and everybody in a city-wide radius. defending you against one of your most powerful colleagues because he came baring mystra's will. dissauding you at every turn, to stay alive, to ignore a goddess's orders, because they think youre worth the space you take up. loving you ardently, hastily, easily, as though you have anything to offer them back. staying with you as you oscillate between self-destruction and ascension. never once stepping away from your side, even as the stabilised orb burns in your chest, begging to be used, and the crown, almost within reach, taunts you with your wildest dreams.
and that's just it, isnt it? you have the chance to give tav everything they could ever want at last, after so long of being a burden, and they tell you no. they tell you no. i want you.
you, the burden? you, the disgrace?
yes, you.
gale falling in love with tav wasn't like how the great novels describe. there wasnt any one moment that led to a grand realisation. there were no great leaps of faith toward each other.
falling in love with tav was like a warm candlelight and an even warmer hand in an endless void of black.
falling in love with tav was a gentle tug, a smile, and a 'this way.'
how could he not follow?
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day one of trying to not think about fucking that stupid elf
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day one of trying to not think about fucking that stupid elf
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astarion - i'm so smart they're never gonna find out i'm a vampire - ancunin
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w1lly-shak3s · 25 days
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it’s almost 4am n now i’m overthinking my own words
“ have sweet dreams “ was that too gay. i thought i didn’t have a little crush but now i think im realizing i might n i just forced myself 2 pretend i didn’t bc of what happened th last time i caught feelings
HAVE SWEET DREAMS . which is code 4. i hope u dream of me. what if we kissed. i think ur so cute and funny.
im going 2 walk into th ocean. gods. me n my stupid feelings.
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TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!
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