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diseaseriddencube · 3 months

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on one hand I feel overwhelmingly compelled to righteously add my name to the wiki as the angel who granted us with the stage play

on the other I'm not the kind of person to vandalize wikis... otherwise poor Jan has to fix my goofing around 😔

#akudama drive #rave ramblees #there's zero appropriate place to add it #but goddamnit I want that shit immortalized on a wiki page #put a fucking link to the stage play on there I don't care #recognize me for my sacrifices 👿#emblazon my name on a wiki page for everyone to see #I need to be the BEST IN THIS FANDOM #and that competition is stiff we've only got like a handful of people #we've got best fanfic writer Chloe #we've got wiki mod Jan #fishsticks got us the subreddit back #uhm Keith i don't know what you do exactly but I like it regardless #(insane master posting)#levi is our meme maker iirc?#who else....#oh I forgot myself #insane cutthroat artist extraordinaire #visual novel maker. fanfic writer.#video editor now #and of course. stage play uploader 🥰#there's also miwayama the actual insane cutthroat artist but I'm only going for the English fandom here #I'm missing a few people too like fried chicken and mio and whoever else hfgfdhdggf my memory is terrible

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inkskinned · 9 months

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you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

#warm up #this isn't good #writeblr #this is complicated by the fact i can't stand up too long or i fuckken pass out and <3 hit my damn head <3 #but i did take a deep breath and buy myself the stupid rice cooker #and!!! a very cheap sushi kit!!! i have been wanting to try making sushi for literally YEARS #the kit was only like 15 dollars!!!! and i haven't purchased it bc?!!??!?!?!?!!?#..... i didn't get the mixer tho that felt. like a lot. like too much.#on my list is a kitchenaid. one day when i get a check and i have paid off my student debt #and medical debt #i will put that first little bit of cash #into a kitchenaid 5qt stand mixer (with attachments)#i really do just go into their refurbished section and stare lustily at each option #but yeah i feel guilty about the rice cooker even tho i know for a fact this damn thing is gonna be a lifesaver #oh shit also fuck i forgot to mention . poached eggs

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heartorbit · 4 months

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stay warm! 🌟🍬🤖🎈

#stupid idiot forgot his mittens. to the shredder #merry yurimas.#polysho #project sekai #pjsk #prsk #emu otori #tsukasa tenma #nene kusanagi #rui kamishiro #proseka #Oh my god im waking uo for the stupid broadcast in like 6 hours im dumb as fuck #WEH. WEH #merry whatever the fuck #AUUUUUU excited to have nothing to do and draw for myself for um 12.. days. Oh my god theres only 12 days til 2nd sem. Oh fuck everything #I NEED TO DRAAAAAAAAW.#guys help i was going to draw song covers i want but i need to sleep cause i have stuff tomorrow but listen #if rks gets a snobbism cover i called it. Ok? ok.#i think it would be funny and just if they dont get another duet again. get the ruinene treatment. CAN WE FREE RNN ACTUALLY ITS CHRISTMAS #what was the other thing. um carnival that song i want it added so bad idk if theres sny songs with its letter count but please.#literally played nijiro stories on repeat while drawing this we need them back #fucking NBOODY TOOOOLD ME ITS EMUKASA WEEK ON STIPID TWITTER IM NOOOOTHING IM NOTHIN #i usually acknowledge that i dont have the moxy to do fanweeks but i really want to be drawing more and faster so i will participate.#emurui week is like march iirc. you wont get away from me this time.

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bigcatbulges · 4 months

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Source - wuedti

(Artist's Plurk and Bluesky)

#gay furry #gay furry pecs #gay furry bulge #gay furry boar #gay furry belly #artists twitter above #oh this man is a top and i thank them for it #salt and pepper hair furries fill my hole challenge #gay furry pits #i have to kill myself i forgot to tag the pits and talk about how i beed a cpap machine attached to his pit

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denkies · 1 year

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Me: i ❤ doomed relationship

The doomed relationship: *fulfills the "doomed" title*

Me:

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cheesecakethots · 7 months

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Part 2 to this.

He had never been so caring for another, the guard noted. Lord Scaramouche was not the caring type, after all.

Despite that, the man had watched the lord express actual worry for you, the one huddled away in his tent as he barked orders at soldiers to find medicine, make warm soup, and heat up water. One of them had had his fingers broken for making the food too cold for the harbingers liking.

On the very few occasions the guard was permitted inside the tent, he had caught glimpses of the lord knelt beside your feverish figure in bed, the back of his hand softly resting on your forehead. If they had been any longer in finding you…

The few medics in camp were situated nearby, with any and all injuries not held by you being mostly ignored for the time being. You had barely been conscious for the past few days, slipping in and out, with some mumbled and confusing phrases leaving chapped lips.

The guard is brought out of his memories when Lord Scaramouche passes him, dramatically parting the tent covering and entering with a few quick strides. He immediately makes a beeline for your cold, limp body tucked away in bed.

Scaramouche places a hand to your cheek. His frown deepens, and you groan, glazed over eyes opening only a fraction.

“M…Mother?”

A sigh escapes him. His soulmate really is pitiful… and weak.

“… You’re safe now,” he mutters, surprised for a moment at the tinge of emotion in his own voice.

“Do… I have to help c…cook dinner?”

“No. You’ll never be doing that again.”

“Oh… okay…” A yawn leaves your throat.

“Go to sleep.”

“Can we have… chocolate later? I bought some… to share,” you murmur, trailing off until your breathing becomes light, and your eyes fully close.

The lord sighs. A shiver wracks through your body, despite the multiple animal hides you have on. He’s certain that his men have destroyed the surrounding ecosystem just to keep you warm, but, oh well.

He stands, hesitantly turning away from you. You need more blankets, maybe some more soup, anything to keep the fever from taking you away from-

Oh. His eyes widen, and he glances back to you, and then at the shaking hand pulling on his fingers.

“Don’t… leave me…”

You’re still asleep. It’s not as though you’re conscious and would know if he left, is it? It’s not as though your plea is anything more than some deluded fairytale in your mind, is it?

“I won’t.”

Curses.

Curse him, and curse you for awakening something he didn’t think he had, something in his chest that for centuries he was sure was simply an empty void of nothing.

He wants to scoff and leave you here, to tell you that he has no need for someone as weak as you in his life. He wishes he had left you tied to that tree and just kept moving, that he had never felt the touch of your skin against his own. That he had felt absolutely nothing, that he hadn’t felt a stab of fear for the first time in a long time when carrying your freezing cold body back to camp. It would’ve saved him a lot of trouble.

He doesn’t let go of your hand for a long, long while.

The next morning he leaves you alone for a short time, an hour at most. He regrets it when he comes back to you standing on two wobbly knees, the parts that make him up jolting at the sight.

“What are you doing?!”

You flinch, yelping when you abruptly turn to him and lose your balance. Hands, ones that send a feeling of static and electricity straight to your very core, are soon grasping onto you, holding you up before you can hit the ground.

“Are you daft?” The man spits out, visibly aggravated.

“Wh-What? What?”

“Get back in bed. I won’t ask you again.”

You don’t move, the sensation that comes with his touch only growing the longer the two of you stand.

“You’re… you’re…?” You whisper, eyes widening.

He pauses, the irritation in his expression dropping a little. After a beat, his lips part.

“… Yes.”

“We were in the woods, right? My village, they…”

Any softness on his face is wiped away the moment you mention your old home, and the people that resided in it. No longer waiting, he lightly pushes you back, leading you into the makeshift bed below. A blanket is soon wrapped around your quivering shoulders.

“Eat this,” he orders, pulling something out of his pocket and holding it close to your lips.

Chocolate.

“I’m not-“

“Eat.”

You tentatively take it from him, and the atmosphere grows awkward, at least for you, while he watches you chew on the rest of it.

“Thank you, it was delicious,” you tell him, truthfully. You haven’t had chocolate in a long time, as it was simply too expensive for your family to afford. Your mouth curves downwards into a frown.

“Rest.”

You don’t. You’re not sure if you can.

“My family, they let them take me. They didn’t… they didn’t stop them. They must…” A gasp is torn from you, and you meet his eyes once more. “How long has it been?”

“… Three days.”

You begin rise to your shaky feet, “I-I must go back, they’ll think that I’m-!”

He pushes you back down effortlessly.

“Are you a fucking fool?”

You can’t help but flinch at the absolute venom in his tone, but he isn’t done yet, towering over you.

“What do you think will happen if you go back, hm? That they’ll accept you with open arms, or they’ll send you right back to where I found you? Or, better yet, maybe they’ll set you alight there and then, rather than troubling themselves in having you freeze to death, they’ll instead watch you burn. Would you like to test if your family would spare you from that? Hm?”

You have never felt this small in your entire life.

“I-“

“Enough.” It appears the question was rhetorical, and your mouth closes, quickly feeling very dry.

His chest shudders with each deep breath he draws in, and he closes his eyes shut for a moment, seemingly trying to calm himself.

“Sleep. We have a long journey ahead of us. Don’t ask me anymore stupid questions,” he turns on his heel, most likely deciding that he has something better to do. However, before he fully departs, he pauses at the entrance to the tent, still not looking back at you.

“You deserve better than that village, than that family who threw you out as though you were nothing to them. Know that I do not plan on doing the same, and that you… aren’t nothing to me.”

The intimidation you feel from him dimishes when you catch sight of the pinkish tinge to the tips of his ears. He doesn’t wait for your response, swiftly departing. You miss the few words of parting he gives you, as you tuck yourself into bed.

“Besides, it’s not as though you have anything to go back to, anymore.”

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wasyago · 7 months

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IGNEOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im actually so obsessed with drawing this guy. it's too fun ough ougb ough

#wanted to simplify his design for myself but i think i made it equally as difficult. just different #oh well what can one do...#anyways! expect more igneous art tomorrow! and the day after tomorrow! and maybe later but idk about that. haven't drawn it yet #also like. im so happy with how this design turned out. its so fun so geometric so dark so vibrant maaaaaannnnn #wanted to say something else but forgot...#jrwi riptide #jrwi igneous #my art #sketch

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medicalunprofessional · 9 months

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play dentist

#caligosto loboto #dr loboto #but specifically wayyy younger #psychonauts #trainofthought #things that will make sense to me specifically and also close friends. i thinj #kind of rough but i dont care #umm 911? my dentist is being Really Fucking Weird 🫣🫣🫣🫣#skirt because it said so. i happened. i was there. i was the dentist #holy crap i forgot the nose bridhe. of the glssses. oh fudge.. ummm… 2 late 😇#i was looking up refference images. Why are they just. selling dental equipment on amazon..???#like. for personal use.#Thats…. Not Okay…. I think.#praying that i got everything labeled right #blood tw #<-kind of..?? its more implied if anything #every day my vintage effects get more and more aggressive #soon you will barely be able to see my artwork it will just be noise /j #the hardest part about posting art is convincing myself to post it…#whavery… the internet has to deal with my sillyness and i will simply not care

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sleepyseals · 4 months

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[Image Description: A digital painting of one of the hand devices in the simulation. In the foreground a ghostbird is grabbing the protagonist's outstretched arm as they try to flee. Both their arms and the hand device are illuminated in the light of their artifact. The image is at an upwards angle so the hand is looming against the starry sky and the characters' hands cast a shadow over the center/palm of the device. End Image Description.]

speedpaint link here!

#I like to call this one sunk cost fallacy dot png #it was supposed to be done for halloween and it nearly was! it just.. became more work than I had expected #and the week afterwards I was trying to get it done but couldnt focus on it and it just became an ordeal and im sick of looking at it #but its done now I finished it! 2 months later than I wanted but it's ok. I need to not put pressure on myself like that though.#also this is the first big thing I've finished with my new tablet! feels good #𓆱 °v° -#<- [redacted] emoticon #outer wilds #outer wilds spoilers #echoes of the eye #echoes of the eye spoilers #eote #eote spoilers #hope you are all having a nice holiday season #also hoping this doesnt get too compressed #oh almost forgot to say I made a speedpaint for this - I will finish editing it and link it later

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dishsaop · 1 month

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Day 18, Judgement, for Wyllstravaganza2024! Please open image for better quality, etc etc.

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inumbrapugnabimus-maybe · 5 months

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have a furious (and very small) Edward Elric bc i just finished the fma manga and it got me out of artblock (i hope)

#oh and i'm not done with loz at all dw #fma #fullmetal alchemist #phone doodles #doodles #art #my art #edward elric #fma manga #yaaayyy #also i nearly forgot to draw ed's antennae thingie and i could barely forgive myself #at least i didn't forget about his signature look of rage

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pseudophan · 5 months

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crying shaking throwing up why the fuck would he say this to me

#i FORGOT about this #horrible horrible man!!!!!#oh that is so...#killing myself :(

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lizardsarecute · 6 months

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Happy Halloween :D

A little bit of fun with newly undead Korsica for the spooky day. Since she's the only boss that can organically regain HP, I thought it would be cool to see that dialed up to 1000 and straight up have her revive herself from death out of sheer fury. Perhaps the ecological disaster she experienced before had idk, zombie juice LOL

I don't see her lasting very long though, but maybe the team can come up with something to keep that blood in before she drops dead permanently.