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Yo
Mid-Fight Massess got deleted now
Feels like every day a mod is deleted, because of dramas
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Damn it...
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- My feet are killing me. - you mumbled dragging yourself through the forest. It's been three days since you last saw any civilization. Three days without proper rest, three days walking non-stop. You have to leave this place as soon as possible - you are forbidden to be here - and yet there we are.
You hear laughs and conversations from afar. Is this another trick your exhausted mind is playing on you? Or...
You sped up your pace, almost running to the source of those sounds.
Ah! An Inn in the middle of nowhere. Doesn't look any suspicious from outside, though. Stunning horses are resting, and the giant door is wide open, inviting any tired traveler - such as yourself - inside. You shrugged and walked in. Your ears weren't mistaking you - the massive hall is full of a cheerful crowd. It's maybe the only place where you can see the moon and sun elves together, as well as shapeshifters.
You fell on the only free bench with an audible exhale. Finally, a place where you can truly rest.
You put your precious Kantele next to you and leaned back on the seat.
This place - so loud, so busy, so overwhelming, but calming at the same time. You try to focus on something, but it's so difficult. You're just glancing at the environment, trying to understand what is going on.
- A new face! Welcome. - you heard a muffled voice right next to your ear. You panicked, readying your body to run and blind the stranger with your magic. You noticed a well-dressed man with a mask and... rat ears. He seemed to be smiling at you. You tried to respond, only to feel your voice lock in your throat, not wanting to get out. The stranger laughed, leaning on the table, one hand supporting his head, staring at you.
- Ah! Where are my manners? I'm Savo. - The man got up and bowed clutching gently your hand.
- I-- I am Ruby. Ruby Vanhanen. - you blushed, looking away. - Vanhanen? Are you a Nord's sorcerer? - he's looking at you puzzled, examining your hand. - Huh. You have too fragile hands for a Nord. - Right- right, sir Savo. - you responded quickly. - I come from the eastern coast. The Kimonai city.
The man laughed, leaning again on the table. - Please, I'm no "sir" dear Ruby. Call me just Savo. Ah! My manners. You probably are starving, and I'm occupying your precious time! Let me order you our special! - he rushed and disappeared into the crowd.
That is true you haven't eaten a solid meal in what seems like an eternity.
This man is too nice to you. Maybe he's just doing what he needs to do, or maybe he wants something from you. Anyway - you have to keep your guards up.
The man swiftly avoided the laughing crowd of drunken dwarfs while holding this massive, wooden tray. Ah, the smell - rich flavor of different spices on juicy meat. Your stomach gave you an obvious sign of hunger.
- Here you go Ruby. Don't worry, it's all on me. And when you finish - just call me! - Savo waved before melting into the cheering crowd.
You took a bite - it was as delicious as it smelt. Rich in spices, soft, and not overly chewy consistency. Simply - perfect. And it's perfectly filling too! It was your first real meal, and it was delicious! You finished the whole tray in almost no time, then comfortably merged into the bench. The place is emptying, and now only regulars are staying, drinking and playing cards.
- Finally! Somewhat of a peace. I'm quite puzzled Ruby. - Savo fell just next to you, looking at your posture, your instrument. You gave him a questioning look, hiding the Kantele in your long cape. - What such a delicate person is doing in here? You clearly are not the type of traveler we tend to see here.
Oh no. Is it that obvious? You're just trying to find the truth about your family - and your mysterious ability. The mind-reading and will-bending. This type of power is almost impossible to learn for every race - except for shadow people...
You're hiding your face behind the large sleeve of your cape, looking everywhere, but at him. Savo's still there, awaiting your response with a cheeky smile.
- I-- Uhm. I'm just traveling around, you know. Gaining more experience. Just the usual things. - you stuttered, covering your mouth. It's time to use your powers, trying to breach into the man's mind.
Oh, dear gods, he noticed. Your whole body felt like it's been crushed. You curled up, hiding your head between your arms. Savo also suffered, you heard him hissing, he also hid his eyes in the palms.
- What do you want, huh? - his hand is hovering over the rapier's handle; the voice lowered and rasped. - Nothing. I swear! - you squeaked, trying to recover from this pain. - Tell me the truth and I will save this place from the massacre I'm about to commit. - he hissed bending over you, hand lying on the handle and ready to attack.
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reblogging, 'cuz i saw the post+ in my setup page, fuck that shite
POST PLUS IS COMING, WHETHER YOU WANT IT OR NOT!
Despite the fancy survey, changes to the UI and TOS reveal we’re getting the service in the future whether we want it or not. Obviously, Post+ is a terrible idea that is trying to bank revenue on user content. Unlike patreon or onlyfans, tumblr’s primary focus is on FAN content. The legality of this is NOT in the users favor and as the new tumblr TOS states, said users will be entirely liable for whatever legal matters arise.
SO WHAT ARE WE DOING?
Besides filling out the survey, it’s time to show tumblr we mean business and show our displeasure by hitting them where it hurts.
Ad revenue.
We’re proposing a 24 hour log off as phase one of this protest.
WHEN IS THE PROTEST?
AUGUST 6th, 2021        12 am Eastern Time (US)          5 am Greenwich Mean Time          6 am Central European Time          8 am Moscow Standard Time          1 pm Australian Western Time          2 pm Japan Standard Time          3:30 pm Australian Central Time          4 pm Australian Eastern Time AUGUST 5th, 2021          11 pm Mountain Time (US)            9 pm Pacific Time (US)
THE END TIME IS 24 HOURS FROM START TIME!!!
So no posting, no queues, no likes, and no reblogs!
WHAT IF I CAN’T/WHAT ELSE CAN I DO?
Like this post and share it AS MANY TIMES AS POSSIBLE. Use the hashtags #tumblrlogoff2021 or #postplusprotest on ANY and ALL social media.
WILL THIS WORK?
Maybe, maybe not. It’s an attempt at doing SOMETHING.
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I HAVE A DISCORD SERVER
Still very WIP, but you are welcome to join!
>Hey love! Do you want to join our safe Haven? https://discord.gg/Edssk7KDKv
>All fandoms are welcome! What are you waiting for? Join now!
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"I'm tired"
DD: Hey tired, I'm Daddy
GF: Aren't we all?
Hex: Take a power nap!
Garcello: Mentally or physically?
AGOTI: Want some coffee?
Tabi: Mood
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Control
(words: 489 also i gave the reader a nickname "Karma")
- Man, you're really diggin' those tactical gloves style. - your friend pointed at your hands. Yeah... The gloves. Turns out you're not only overly sensitive to sounds, but you can summon both fire and ice. And no - you're not fireproof. And the gloves are somehow preventing you from burning yourself.
- Huh? - you lifted the headphones off your ears and looked at him. - I said. You really diggin' those tactical gloves. - Agoti repeated stressing each word. - Ah. Thanks, I guess. - you answered putting them back. You should go back to editing the promotion video but... God. Your whole arms are in so much pain. Yesterday you tried calming yourself down with your top choice music, and it was the day your "powers" manifested, resulting in slight burns on your limbs. Now hope no one would notice your struggles. Keeping your forearms on the desk hurts, lifting them up too...
You cringed in pain when someone leaned on you, you almost made a quiet squeak. Or was it louder? You can't tell; the headphones are an amazing sound insulator. You took a look around - everyone was staring at you, even the person - Solazar - previously leaning on you. You took off your gear.
- You alright, kid? - he kneeled next to your desk, piercing your soul with the careful gaze. - Yeah, I'm fine. - you turned back, covering the obvious lie, that you are, in fact, in almost crippling pain. - Karma, what happened. - Tabi quickly moved to your workspace, blocking the keyboard with his arm, looking straight into your eyes.
Your heart races; you are cornered with no way to run and keep lying. But how to tell them the truth?
- Karma. What happened, kid? - Solazar brushed your back. You're biting your cheeks, your brain empty but full of doubts at the same time.
They are your friends, they will understand, right? You can tell them everything. Hell, Tabi saw your meltdown one time and helped you get through it. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes.
- You know, my senses are oversensitive, right? - you started; voice stuck in your throat. - Well-- uh. I may be able to-- - you took another short break to inhale. Everyone is staring at you - Tabi, Agoti, and Solazar.
- I summoned the fire and ice. Out of my hands while listening to something, and this burned my arms. - you spitted out as quickly as you can and tightly squished your arms to the chest.
Seems like the time froze, and everything went completely mute.
- You need to get to the doctor. Now. - Solazar stood up. - If you wish, the boys can go with us.
You nodded, turned the computer to the hibernate state, and got up. You walk close to the Solazar, still squishing arms to the chest.
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Friday Night Funkin is becoming so popular to the point where it comes up as a fucking YouTube ad, what the fuck.
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Also what the fuck is that title lol. “Battle Music Full Mod”
This is the actual game mind you
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Like Godamn
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Wolfenstein characters in modern day
An idea by: @deepkittycollecto (if war didn't happen) also TNO only, simply because it's my favorite asides from RTCW/TOB
Blazko: Car mechanic
Anya: An IT graduate
Bombate: owns an illegal nightclub
Caroline: Motivational speaker
Fergus: Commercial pilot
Seth: Physics Nobel prize winner
Wyatt: volunteer in 3rd world countries
Irene Engel: successful, yet ruthless general
Max Hass: a prospering street-artist
Tekla: PHD in mathematics, MIT graduate
i'm not writing out story ideas, what do you mean
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NVM NOW I KNOW
WHAT THE FUCK
I can’t shitpost today. Not after all the reading I did. Do better blizzard. And by do better I mean dismiss people who can’t act like decent human beings. - Pears
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yo i'm livin' under a rock what happened?
I can’t shitpost today. Not after all the reading I did. Do better blizzard. And by do better I mean dismiss people who can’t act like decent human beings. - Pears
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Guys I--
Whitty's mod is gone
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youtube
THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE OH MY GOD
BOMBOI IS HAPPY I LOVE IT
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I wish i was:
Hex: healthy
Agoti: free
Whitty: dead
Tabi: fireproof
Garcello: immortal
Bf: taller
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MYHEART UGH THIS IS SO PRECIOUS
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THEY DO HE GROOVIN THO😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖
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Garcello: sometimes when im tired but cant sleep i cry for long enough to make my eyes tired and then i sleep like a toddler
Cashier: Sir, this is McDonald's
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Mother killed my creativity sike
I'll just sit in darkness today until i finally come out with any idea
Hope y'all have a good better day friends
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Garcello would be a hug material if he smoked less
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