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unabashedly-so · 4 months

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because I was thinking about 10years ago, it unlocked a memory.

anyone play or remember Harvest Moon: A New Beginning? well, 10 years ago, I was down SO BAD for this fucking asshole.

Putting aside the compulsive heteronormativity and subtle misogyny that's just kinda baked into the game and its era, he calls the player (only once dating, I think?) "princess" all the damn time. imo this guy was only kept in-bounds by the rigid mechanics of the game needing to be wholesome.

but here's the thing here's the thing.

I went back and watched some of the heart scenes tonight and... listen. first obligatory self-call out "the more things change the more they stay the same yadda yadda something something Allen to Elliott maturity pipeline"

Listen to me.

do you understand

if this game came back around right now with a few LGBTQIA+/feminist modifications

the absolute fucking porn fodder this condescending fucking asshole twink would generate

he calls the player "princess" several times per scene (once dating, at least, I think)

he consistently asks the player if they'll be a good girl for him

one of his heart scenes revolves around him requiring the player to "ask him cutely" in order to unlock his back story. He straight up will not disclose anything if the player won't ask cutely.

another one of his scenes revolves around him touching the player's hair (he's a hair stylist). The player can admit to liking him touching their hair, and he'll say, "That's because I've got the magic fingers. Or perhaps its because of your feelings for me?" (the player shows a delighted animation) "Both, it is! It sure feels great to have my cute girlfriend say things like that to me."

some choice lines include, "Don't forget that I'm the one who made your wish come true." "You get petulant so easily. It just makes me want to tease you all the time." "That means you're my girl now. You better do your best to make sure you don't lose my favor." "I love you, my princess. I'll make you the happiest woman in the world." once marriage is set:"On [marriage date], [Player Name] will truly be mine... Are you looking forward to it, princess?"

I could have sworn there was also one about sweet nothings all night but I can't find it.

anyway what I'm saying is 1.) if you want a mean but soft dom twink to call daddy, look no further and 2.) i'm fucking terrified of what smut might be out there already, it's been 10 years, y'all need jesus

#maybe I'll go down that rabbit hole another day #but tonight WOW i cannot #what a blast from the past #and a dark mirror of what I was into and happily taking in at the time??? y i k e s #putting this in the #sdv elliott #tag because i wanna see if anyone else relates #and lbr i'm too scare to wade into the tags for allen #today anyway.#unabashedly posting

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eerieechos · 3 months

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“Are you two DRUNK right now??”

#not enough midnight burger fanart out there so I’m doing my part- here are my favorite idiots #not platonic not romantic but a secret third thing #midnight burger #caspar midnight burger #ava midnight burger #ava maddox #midnight burger podcast #Caspar x ava #podcasts #audio drama #fanart #caspava #they are giggly drunks who enable each other’s idiocy #i absolutely cannot get enough of them #Ava gets really touchy and Caspars that guy who’ll be like ‘does anyone dare me to do *inset stupid thing*#and everyone else is like ‘dude nobody’s daring you to do anything’ and he’s like ‘wow I can’t believe you guys are making me do this’#ava wears glasses but they’re in her pocket or somethin idk I didn’t want to draw them #pose is referenced from mellon_soup cause I could not for the life of me draw correct anatomy tonight #and I needed to get this drawing out of my brain and on to paper STAT #I have GOT to stop drawing the knuckles on the hands #it looks fucking terrible and yet I keep doing it it’s like a curse #artists on tumblr #traditonal art #sketch #art #drawing #my art #we open at six #my stupid aro ass when I realized that they’re probably meant to be romantic in the show: 👁️👄👁️#<<that’s me coming out btw 🤪 thx for reading the tag ramble

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adwox · 11 months

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zerox moodboards

#mega man x #mmx x #mmx zero #xzero #megaman #tag yourself. red zero is my default but im feeling cool gray zero tonight #no loredumping tonight theyre just my little refrigerator magnets i put in various positions in my mind fridge #x #zero #i feel do bad i havent drawn any other mm character so far here omfg but i cannot help it #for now. as i do love so many others… but… yeah man #>mine_>art #ohhh wow tumblr moving like capn crunch the way these just got demolished in quality

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pocket-notebook · 1 year

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He can't be tied down ... just yet

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whumpy-wyrms · 2 months

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love being wide awake at 2am on a school night. good news is i’m almost done with tllr chapter 15

#feeling super inspired #like wooow wow #cannot express how inspired and motivated i feel rn #i wrote soo much #i’m having so sooooo many thoughts. i bet you’ll never guess who it’s about #it’s anton yeah #if i start talking i won’t shut up so i should probably sleep. or keep writing actually #i am a creature of the night after all #wyrms says stuff #anton oc #dreams are crazy one day i’ll be like all normal and the next i’ll be thinking so much about anton and vampires and anton being a vampire #and me being his thrall #normal stuff yk. normal people thoughts obviously #hey okay but if i actually was vampire anton’s thrall he would sooo help me sleep tonight #and like anton reminds me soo much of alexander. yes i’ve read ahead okay #i need to stop talking holy shit my brain #my brain has the zoomies tonight after binging that series #brain zoomies. vampire anton can u hypnotize me pls can u enthrall me i need to sleeep

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siren-of-agony · 2 months

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My sleep schedule this past week would bewitch some sleep scientists, I'm certain

#For the record:#Sat to sun 5am to 4pm #Sun to mon 3am to 3pm #Mon to tue 6am to 6pm #Tue to Wed 10am to 8pm #It is now thur 9am and I haven't slept and my current plan is to stay awake until I physically cannot anymore in the hopes of resetting this #I'm already starting to feel delirious but I'm hoping I'll somehow hold out till at least 6pm #And if you're wondering #Wow what has she been doing all day to need THAT much sleep aka almost 12 hrs every day for the past week #Absolutely nothing lads #Last time I left the house was the 2nd of March to go to a friend's bday dinner and since then I'm just existing #Gotta love chronic fatigue #At least I'm seeing daylight again today #Haven't in the last 3 days #If you made it this far in the tag rant ily and hope you sleep well tonight <3

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paradisetemporarilymisplaced · 17 days

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wow I hate everything abt the world

#this is about everything and nothing in particular. just one of those fucking days #I hate that there’s a fucking genocide and that joe fucking biden is going to lose this fucking election bc he’s fucking aiding and abetting #I hate that republicans are actively voting to make raped children give birth and that Trump is going to be fucking reelected #and that will be fucking national policy #I hate that some (white) bitches like to get up on their high horses abt how sexism isn’t a big problem for white women bc woc have always #had it worse #this is objectively true but it is also ok to acknowledge that white women have also been seen as property for hundreds of years #and have been blamed for being raped and forced to marry their rapists and been institutionalized bc their husbands said so #and have had no economic power and have been reliant on men for literally fucking everything until Extremely recently #YES this is all magnified for woc but it is so performative for white women to write screeds like this #on a fucking goodreads review (hypothetically speaking)#wow! I am angry about everything!!!#normally I can keep it in check but tonight it just one of those nights when I cannot. and here we are #also on a much more micro level! I hate that my dog was bitten by another dog and now is hurt and scared of other dogs!#and we can’t do almost anything to help her!#and I hate that all I wanted for dinner was pizza from my favorite spot in my hometown but that is 800 miles away #and I hate that I would love to be near family again but they live in a red state that is actively trying to overturn the will of its voters #and I hate that my husband wants to move back to his home state which is even redder #and I’d have to leave my job that I love and move to a state with much more existentially terrifying policy #and I love working for the state government but I sure as hell wouldn’t want to work for THAT state’s government #it’s just all bad I’m so pissed

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moinsbienquekaworu · 10 months

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Got my CAS!! Finally!! Tonight it's Visa Time™ <3

#a certificate of acceptance to study is basically a like. file number that you present to the visa people in the uk #to say yes i have been accepted by a university no i am not lying to you to enter you beautiful country for nefarious purposes #we need to get my visa as soon as physically possible #because i can't enter the uk more than a month (to the day!) before the start of my course with my student visa #so we need the visa to tell us when we can book a train/plane ticket #cause if we book it too late it's complicated for housing but if we book it too early i literally cannot get on that train/plane #they won't let me into the country with that visa #or they might and then they'll say 'oh you entered the country too soon your visa's not valid anymore. die :)' honestly i don't know #ANYWAY. WE'RE GETTING CLOSER!!#visa time tonight.... god #and next week we're looking at Housing <3 u #not super excited tbh it's going to be hard and annoying #if i have to create a facebook account for that shit.....#wow i have a ramble tag now

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ghostiezone · 1 year

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hi hi im realizing i havent done digital art properly in a couple months now so im wildly out of practice, send me some requests and i will doodle some stuff for warmups <3

#preferrablyyyy #trigun or ocs or maybe some dp #although i will not be opposed to drawing some bugs and/or fish <3 #might doodle some silly things for friends regardless BUT i also havent done requests in a while so. hi <3 #i started working on my album covers for the trigun playlists and theyre both rlly complicated poses #so im ljke. WOW no i cannot do those tonight i need practice first #OH YEAH ILL ALSO DO MARBLE HORNETS. forgot abt those guys #rlly any of my current interests tbh. maybe even sonic but like animals that are not bugs or fish r hard #no dsmp tho please. i still love them but. not enouhj to draw them rn #HOMESTUCK IS GOOD TOO . i should probably do something little for 413

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retiredcultistredux · 10 months

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(Non-story) Don't burn urself out! You dont have to get everything out so quickly! We can wait! - Lollipop anon

((ok that's cool to hear thank you /gen))

#not story #ask #anonymous #lollipop anon #still hovering around on tumblr rn been mindlessly scrolling #still not gonna draw anything else tonight tho #my brain likes to say if i take too long on something that people will get upset so this is reassuring #because Wow i cannot get in the drawing mood anymore tonight #like as much as i like doing this my brain's like 'nah. can't'#tomorrow tho. will motivate myself #not like right away first thing when i wake up but. sometime #just need a tiny small break and then might be a little slower on answering things #autism brain really kicking my ass out here #if i make the tiny small break turn into a longer break then that will make it harder to start back up and #i don't want this to feel like a chore. i mean it doesn't but i'm just saying sometimes my brain needs a break #am i making any sense. you get it right. you guys get it

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marciliedonato · 2 years

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*remembers that we have horrors tonight after the tpk leaks in TEXAS* [trent reznor voice] it is unfortunate that my chemical romance have done anything...... -_-

#lmao i had just turned on my laptop and it shut off for no reason when i was abt to make this post....that was divine intrevention #mcr #mcrhouston #my chemical romance #return #wow anna said something #Anna's shitposts #sirs pls i cannot do this tonight.....please be normal so i can go to bed xx love and light #mcr return #Return era #welcome to the circus

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laurelwinchester · 2 years

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man i hate summer

#instead of tanking in the winter like most people who have seasonal affective disorder my mental health tends to tank in the summer #because i just like to be difficult i guess #not to mention my numerous chronic illnesses that tend to flare in the summer #and wow wow wow these past couple summers have sucked #anyway this super fun post brought to you by tonight's sudden anxiety attack that decided to come out of nowhere?#autumn cannot come soon enough #personal

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theunicornastronaut · 1 year

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the dead and the dancing... i am in shambles. a bright, shining jewel of wenclair fic that never fails to leave me breathless and make my head spin with every chapter. inspirational, truly.

#it updated #i cannot #I CANNOT HOLY #it doesn't even matter what else i was gonna do tonight #my brain is fried after that godDAMN #some writers in this damn fandom make my jaw drop in awe #just had to gush about it for a second here #i'm still in shock #wow

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redsray · 3 months

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Batkids playing any kind of board game but make it extra competitive because whoever wins gets to choose what Bruce wears for the next gala.

Bruce, in a sparkly top and skinny jeans:

Reporter: Ah, who chose your outfit tonight, Brucie?

Bruce: That'd be my eldest, dear!

Dick, behind him, full into the gala persona: Flattering, isn't it? He should wear it more often, don't you think, sweetheart?

Reporter, flushed: Oh, absolutely.

Bruce (to Dick): Get a new fashion style. Please.

Dick: Never.

Reporter: Who would be responsible for your wardrobe tonight, Brucie? It's certainly a statement.

Bruce, head to toe in a pink suit and Hello Kitty accessories: Gorgeous, isn't it? All the credit will have to be given to Jason, though, I'm afraid.

Reporter: Your second son, if I'm not mistaken?

Bruce: The very one.

Jason from across the gala hall, trying to not cough up his drink with laughter:

Tim, next to him: He's pulling it off, though. Little spins and everything.

Jason: Still ridiculous. That's Batman right there, Timbo.

Tim, snickering: The Dark Knight, huh?

Bruce, dressed in a collared white shirt, sweater and skirt, looking like he just came out of a light academia novel:

Reporter: Wow, Brucie. Who do we thank for that wonderful outfit choice?

Bruce: Ah, flattering, is it not? Tim's choices when it comes to fashion are wonderful, if not a bit simple.

Tim, nodding from behind him: Only the finest satin skirts. Charming, right?

Tim, to Bruce: Don't call my style simple, Mr. all I wear is black.

[Jason handing Dick $10 in the background because Bruce does, in fact, pull off a skirt.]

Reporter: Oh lord, what a gown! Who influenced your fashion choice tonight, Brucie?

Bruce, in a long green and black gown with gold accessories, nothing short of royal-looking: I fear only one person I know could choose an outfit as gorgeous as this one.

Damian, proudly next to him, in a smaller, matching gown: Only the most exquisite. You lot in this flimsy country cannot compare.

Bruce: Yes, Damian has a fine taste in fashion. He gets it from his mother.

Damian, quieter: Well certainly not from you.

Bruce, dressed in an elegant white dress shirt, long black pants and a corset with red accessories, a fan in his right hand:

Reporter: What an entrance! Anyone to give credit to for the wardrobe, Brucie?

Bruce: That'd be my daughter, she certainly shines with her choice of clothing.

Cass, grinning with a matching fan: Very pretty.

Bruce: Thank you, Cass.

Reporter: Woah, that's certainly new. Any reason for this choice of clothes, Brucie, dear?

Bruce, in a snapback cap, loose jeans and a band t-shirt, complete with rings and a chain around his neck: Well, all of my children are creative, but... Duke might just take the cake for this one, love.

Duke, losing his absolute shit next to Jason, Dick and Tim: You look great, B.

Steph doesn't usually go to galas, but she participates in the game nevertheless. If she wins, god help Bruce, because it's a gamble with her. He either ends up wearing a gorgeous outfit with eccentric and trend-setting accessories or literal checkered pyjamas. Worst yet, he has to say he picked it himself, since he can't directly blame Steph.

#batfam #dc comics #batman #wayne kids #batkids #bruce wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #cassandra cain #duke thomas #stephanie brown #wayne gala #Steph: hey b #guess who won mario party #bruce: oh god no #steph: thats right. get into the silk bath robe brucie boy!!

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draconic-desire · 1 month

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hiiiii ive been brainrotting abt sunday and his triple face god thing abababah thinking abt him handcuffing reader and interrogating them with the truth thing he does to aventurine ARGHH omg questioning abt who they were with cos hes jealousssss AUGH you dont have to write anything off of this i just hope this inspires you ily

oh you have read my MIND. I’m currently in the middle of writing a fic with dr ratio interrogating reader like he did with mx. stellaron…but now imagining that with sunday?? wow.

i’m totally normal about this man. i swear.

Yan!Sunday x Gn!Reader

Fingers drum on the table, the only break in the suffocating silence engulfing the room.

“I’ll ask you one. Last. Time.” Sunday punctuates each word with another tap of his finger, and you gasp as you feel the Harmony sink its influence another inch further into your skull.

Despite the futility, despite knowing you’ve been trying the same thing over and over again for the past half an hour, you pull at your restraints. The metal chain of the handcuffs skitters along the table, the sound like nails on a chalkboard, but it does not budge from its steel attachment. You’re firmly and inescapably chained to the table in Sunday’s office, with said perpetrator sitting opposite.

He appears calm, but you’ve learned to notice the slight twitch of his eye, the falter in his normal smirk. His patience is one wrong answer away from shattering.

At your silence, he leans back in his chair, shaking his head. His golden gaze is chastising, almost disappointed. “Angel, you know I don’t want to hurt you. Just tell me who you were with.”

You only glare at him in response. Bullshit. You’ve lost count of the amount of times he’s forced truths out of you or affections upon you through the Harmony. The psychedelic pest in your brain is almost the norm by now, a poison he has slowly been feeding you.

Oh, Triple Faced-Soul, please sear their tongue and palms with a hot iron, so that they will not be able to fabricate lies and make false vows.

Those words are branded into the flesh of your brain, your soul. And tonight, if you tell him what he wants, even more blood will be spilled.

Sunday’s jealously is as calculating as he is. It’s a knife poised at the right angle to spear you, to pin you with accusations that you can’t talk your way out of.

Like in this instance, where he has deluded himself into thinking you are trying to leave him. He’s finally let you out of Dewlight Pavilion (you’ve learned that trying to escape the dreamscape is pointless, so you’ll take your freedoms when you can), and this is the first reaction you’re met with? Being dragged to his office as soon as you returned and invaded, prodded, and violated by the Harmony?

The pressure around your temples tightens another fraction, and you cannot stop the pained cry that escapes you. Rainbow streaks cloud your vision and practically pull the words from your mouth. “I was with friends! We were at the Dreamjolt Hosterly for a couple drinks, that’s it!”

Sunday merely hums as he stands and pads towards you, taking a position at your back. You’re unable to turn around to face him, but you can feel the weight of his presence, the promise of his power, as he wraps a hand around the back of your neck.

His breath tickles the shell of your ear as he leans in and whispers, “Liar.”

One word chills your blood to ice. “I’m not!”

The grip around your neck tightens in tandem with the pressure in your head. “Do you really think you can evade me, (Y/n)? My gales are perched in every region of Penacony, and THEY are by my side. THEY see all, hear all, know all.”

As if on cue, the Harmony rips through your consciousness, and it takes all your willpower not to pass out. Exhausted, you involuntarily lean back into Sunday’s hand, which seems to please him. “Now, tell me the name of the man who dared to touch what is mine.”

Clenching your eyes shut, you shake your head. You’re out of breath and stumbling along your words. “He was just being friendly, and he was drunk, we all were, and all he did was kiss my cheek; it was a dare, and I swear to you, Sunday, we’re just friends—”

“(Y/n),” Sunday interrupts. “His name.”

The finality in the Family head’s words sends your heart plummeting. You feel your resolve slip as the Harmony tightens its grip and goes in for the kill. You speak the name aloud, barely a whisper, and know that you’ve just delivered the man’s fate.

In your half-conscious state, you barely register Sunday removing your cuffs and scooping you into his arms. He tucks you into his chest bridal-style, his wings fluttering across your face. “You did well, my angel.”

“Please,” you breathe, your voice wobbly with tears, even as you feel the Harmony retreat from your senses—for now. “Don’t hurt him.”

Sunday merely leans his head down to place a kiss along your temple. “Enough of that,” he scolds. “The only man you should be thinking about is me. After all, it is an angel’s duty to obey their god without question.”

And Sunday is, if anything, a vengeful god.

For that night was the last that you ever saw your friend. Death in dreams was your only reality.

#yandere sunday #yandere hsr #yandere honkai star rail #yandere #yandere headcanons #yanderecore #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere male #sunday hsr #hsr sunday #sunday #honkai star rail imagines #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #honkai sr #hsr

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stubborn-studies · 2 years

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#havent posted on here in a long long time #are tag vents even still a thing?#anyway #im in uni now #been for quite a while #and im guess im so tired tonight #not physically #ive been sleeping for 9+ hours since friday #but i cannot bring myself to work on uni stuff #and theres a lot #so i went on tumblr bc i remembered i used to have a studyblr #and i ended up scrolling my dashboard checking if people i used to always see on here are still posting #if youre reading this wow i admire your patience #i dont know what im getting at its just #fall i guess #sad girl season and all that #i wanna be motivated but im absolutely not #its hard #i feel just like i did back in high school and its not a good feeling

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