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Dogstomp #2863 - November 8th
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Sanctuary was every bit as gorgeous as Pearl had described it. Impulse turned on the spot, mouth open, looking at all the colors and patterns that adorned every building. Even the paths had their own unique charm. Impulse could understand why Pearl had liked it there.
“Sausage?” Impulse called out. It was so peaceful here, he didn’t even feel much anxiety over night beginning to fall. The sun’s last golden rays kissed the buildings so tenderly, it made Impulse want to watch the changing light forever.
“Hello? Who’s there?” Sausage’s unforgettable voice sounded, and he came from around a corner, and smiled widely at the sight of Impulse. “Impulse! Hello, my friend! Welcome to Sanctuary!” He bounced forward, kissing Impulse on each cheek before backing away to a more reasonable space.
“Hi Sausage. That was… quite the greeting.” Impulse touched his cheek, sure he was bright red.
“Ah, it is customary here in Sanctuary to greet one another with a kiss!” Sausage explained. “Do you need any other cheeks kissed, Impulse?”
Impulse cleared his throat after a moment of stunned silence. “No, no, I’m good, thanks. I actually came by to give you an elytra, after the one you lent me got destroyed.” He pulled out a pair of wings and handed them to Sausage. “Then I came through the portal and was in awe of how beautiful it is here.”
“Oh, stop it, you’re too kind!” Sausage said, smiling.
“I see why Pearl liked it so much- she was the one who told me how to get here.” Impulse continued. “Oh, you know Pearl, right? She’s one of the hermits, I think you let her borrow one of your shields, I guess that’s how she knew how to get here. I know there’s probably a lot of us, hard to remember names, you know?”
Sausage gave Impulse a very strange, almost sad, smile. “Yeah, I remember Pearl. Is she a friend of yours back on Hermitcraft?” He lead Impulse to the tavern and poured him a drink.
“Yeah!” Impulse said enthusiastically. “She’s like a sister to me, or a younger cousin. She’s super smart and talented, and I'm always so proud of her and how far she’s come. Her building style is jaw-dropping, like yours.”
“Oh, stop it, you.” Sausage said softly. His eyes glittered in the lantern light.
“She’s been with the hermits for two seasons now- oh, we have, like, eras, I guess you could say, of Hermitcraft. It’s this whole big thing, I won’t get into it now. But I’ve based with her both times, and she is so great. She’s always there for me, even when I feel like I’ve failed. She knows how to fight, and does some of the best pranks. The world, the Hermitcraft world, would have a little less joy if she wasn’t in it.”
“She sounds cool.” Sausage said.
Impulse leaned forward, looking concerned. “Hey man, are you crying? Is everything okay?”
“Yeah.” Sausage wiped away the tears that had been slowly rolling down his cheeks. “I just- I had a friend like Pearl, once. You describing her brings back a lot of memories.”
Impulse reached forward and took Sausage’s hand. “Well, hey, Pearl is super cool, and I bet she’d love to be friends with you. You should go say hi to her sometime.”
Sausage chuckled, quiet and low. “Yeah. Maybe I should.”
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Today's Card Is: Dreamsprite
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A Sliver of Darkness: Stories by C. J. Tudor, narrated by Richard and other narrators, will be released on Audible and Google Play on November 8, 2022.
#richard armitage#cj tudor#a sliver of darkness#new audiobook#audiobook#audible#google play#november 8 2022#news
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312/365 👣
#daily mort#november 8 2022#i rage quit this one so don't ask me what it's supposed to be#this is not the scheduled mort. the scheduled mort was NOT cooperating and probably never will. he is kicked off the schedule#actually i will call this one cryptid mort and his freaky long limbs#i know i am in the habit of drawing mort with actual legs instead of the lil stumps he actually has
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November 8, 2022
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Hi there, it's nice to meet you! 🤍 Ruoye, say hello! - Xie Lian
#mini life in a large world#hualian#from twitter#tgcf#tian guan ci fu#heaven official's blessing#taizi dianxia#xie lian#ruoye#photography#minidolls#wisedawn13#november 8 2022
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Red Blood Moon / Full Moon of November 8, 2022
This is going to be the last Lunar Eclipse until 2025
#moon#red moon#blood moon#red blood moon#lunar eclipse#red moon 2022#November 8 2022#red moon of November
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The silence is too loud, lost in this place, the forest vast beyond her comprehension. There isn't anyone to say. No words, a language lost.
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It’s pretty easy nowadays to show you're dumb and complicit if...
#1 You don't vote.
#2 You're a Republican.
Also if you’re a Democrat and don’t vote an extra helping of ‘fuck you’ is in store.
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November 8, 2022
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If I stopped talking do you think any of them would even fucking notice.
If I just stopped updating I don't think they'd even care. I should stop putting the effort in for people who don't give enough if a shit to reach out first.
It's the worst cuz it's not even like they hate me. I just am literally not important enough to even matter. I'm not wanted but I'm not explicotly UNwanted either. I'm the old sad framed photograph on someone's shelf that will never find a new home.
And I don't have the energy to take any new pictures.
And my job keeps me trapped when other people are out.
And I don't know if I can do it anymore. I just don't.
I'm really scared ill hit a new low someday soon.
I don't know what I'd do then.
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I feel guilty living my best life. My friends are at their 9 to 5s and some are struggling through grad school. The people I work with are on the road, servicing our clients and I’m at home, still in my pajamas, sitting on the couch scrolling through Tumblr.
It’s everything I’ve ever wanted, freedom. It’s what I want for everyone too. And so it feels so unfair that I’m the one who gets it. I know it’s not an accident. My parents made difficult decisions and sacrifices that led us here. To be honest, I’ve made sacrifices too. I’ve carried so many boxes and spent so many evenings at the office. I waited for hours in the school yard because they were too busy to come for us, while my friends went straight home. It just feels unfair that they did the work to get me here.
It feels unfair that when it’s pouring, the workers still have to go out and do their jobs, but I don’t have to leave my home. I know they get paid to do what they do and they’re getting a sweet deal since they work shorter hours than other comparable jobs but I still feel guilty and I don’t have a way to know if my guilt is justified.
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Self Insert Fanfiction
i feel like a sculptor making art of gods… knowing that i’m just a pampered monkey.
of course theyll look better.
of course ill look like shit.
they’re not human like me
theyre not flawed like me
but why do other people get close?
why do other people get chiseled faces?
why do other people get soft flawless skin?
why do other people get toned bodies?
i know beauty fades in people
unlike these gods that stay beautiful in marble
but ive never been beautiful
i wish i knew how it felt
to be touched like youre art
to be touched like youre a god
maybe thats why i take this chisel and chip away marble
so i can imagine these stony hands holding mine back
so i can imagine these lifeless eyes looking back at mine
so i can imagine that this beauty i made rubs off on me
i know it doesn’t work like that
it doesnt matter
here i am loved
even as a pampered monkey
as long as i make that love for myself
as long as i fake that love for myself
as long as i believe that lie for myself
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November 8, 2022
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How did I manage to get an ingrown hair on my nipple?
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