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secondbeatsongs · 1 year
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for anyone too young to know this: watching The Truman Show is a vastly different experience now, compared to how it was before youtube and social media influencers became normal
before it was like, "what a horrifying thing to do to a human being! to take away their autonomy and privacy, all for the sake of profits! to create fake scenarios for them to react to, just to retain viewership! to ruin their happiness just so some corporate entity could harvest money from their very humanity! how could anyone do something so evil?"
and now it's like, "ah, yeah. this is still deeply fucked up, but it's pretty much what every influencer has been doing to their kids for a decade now. probably bad that we've normalized this experience"
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chaoparty · 3 months
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spending all of spring buy bell peppers to make into fried veggies & selling at a profit - harvest moon magical melody
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chalkscrub · 8 months
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babygirl doodles from a little while ago
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reality-detective · 13 days
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Abortions are BIG business 👇
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Here's how much money aborted baby body parts are worth courtesy of an investigation into the selling of unborn babies 🤔
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padawan-historian · 5 months
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Today marks the beginning of the general strike for Gaza. For those of you looking for more accessible, sustainable ways to participate, here are some ways maximize and manifest direct action
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examining your relationship with your art can be fun
but watch out
#examine too hard and you'll have a crisis#or *another crisis if you're like me#sometimes yeah i think about it too hard and then i get the intense prey instinct#to chuck my tablet into a field and then take off sprinting in the other direction#though i know id just come creeping back like a cautious but curious deer. get a little closer. run away#closer. jump back. poke the tablet and run away. come back and poke it again.#its the 'what am i doing? am i doing what i want to do? am i enjoying this? is it hurting me?'#will admit i have these thoughts every other day#ill have like a good bit of fully enjoying art & what im scribbling#and then suddenly ill wake up the next day and its terrifying and Too Much and huh??? HUH???#i want to draw but im so so scared <3 but im being sooooo brave about it <3#anyway i think we should all destroy our electronics and run screaming into the woods#OH MY GOD SOON I CAN DO THAT.#not the electronics - i mean the running into the woods part#oh im so excited. when its all too much i can just walk in nature with no one around#that Will fix me! for sure!#when the Art Fear™️ comes back i can just... go away for a few hours and touch some motherfucking grass#AND MAYBE FORAGE SOME CHICKEN OF THE WOODS. I AM DYING TO HARVEST WILD CHICKEN OF THE WOODS.#LITERALLY HAS BEEN A LIFE GOAL FOR YEARS NOW#when the Art Fear™️ creeps in i can get some big chickeney mushrooms and cook em up. refresh my soul....#absolutely unprompted#but yeah sometimes i wonder if im drawing for myself or others. like drawing for others is fine but... i think there's a fine line#am i balancing it? am i Indulging enough? am i doing what i want to do enough???#are my people-pleaser tendencies consuming me again? am i feeling Pressure? hm. yeah its crisis time#am i living how i want. am i enjoying how i want. am i interacting with welcome home the way i want to.#i think im going to go do the dishes....
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wiirocku · 3 months
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Psalm 85:12 (NLT) - Yes, the LORD pours down His blessings. Our land will yield its bountiful harvest.
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starmocha · 1 month
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Girl where did you buy your bulbs that you thought were daffodils?? 😭
On the bright side, the garlic bulbs helped secured two dates with Zayne 🤡
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hella1975 · 5 months
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ive never felt more rural than i have in the past few weeks since hanging out with a lad who has only ever lived in cities. what do you MEAN YOU'VE NEVER DONE A MORRIS DANCE
#he didn't even know what morris dancers WERE i said some shit like 'you know it's summer when the morris dancers come out'#and he was like 'the what now' I FEEL LIKE IM GOING CRAZY. HE'S FUCKING WITH ME SURELY#AND THIS HAPPENS SO OFTEN ABOUT THINGS I JUST ASSUMED WERE BASICS#'harvest festival 🤨' PARDON. YOU ARE JOKING#and also the CONCEPT of a village is baffling to him. i said there's probably about 100 people in my entire village#and we don't have a pub or a single shop the closest ones are in the NEXT village over which is a 3 mile walk#and this boy was HORRIFIED. we are both in a constant state of thinking the other is taking the piss#and now every time i think/do something abundantly rural im SO self-aware 😭#my mum told me the farmers are gonna do a xmas tractor run through our village this year#(they usually miss our village bc even by village standards it's tiny)#and she was like 'shame you'll miss it! i'll send you a video!' and im there already picturing this boy's face when i show it him#like sigh. yeah. yeah okay maybe the rural england is ingrained deeper than i feared. never escaping the allegations etc#had a conversation with him the other day that concluded with me 100% genuinely being like 'you need to touch grass'#i literally said 'i think it would fix you. like actually go and touch some grass what the fuck'#bc at this point he's so far removed from nature that it's INSANE TO ME. i didnt realise how much i took growing up rurally for granted#THESE PEOPLE DONT EVEN GET DRUNK IN FIELDS. THEY HAVE NO FIELDS. I HAD TO EXPLAIN TO HIM WHAT A CAMP OUT WAS
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sedlex · 19 days
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I can excuse organ harvesting, but I draw the line at sex slavery.
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unamazing-sheep21 · 5 months
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Got back from rainforest holiday. Conclusion is that colonialism is the cause of all modern world problems. It is the cause the world is heating up. Wish those mfs minded their own business fr. wtf.
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you-are-joking · 7 months
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just finished watching hannibal. quick question why is it LIKE that
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fr-thrice · 1 year
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on-site dragons who r minor deities: Maneater the gaoler. Jax the mirror. probably most g1 imps. luminax.
if a dragon gains enough power or popularity I'm sure they could become a symbol of something and receive offerings/prayers from other dragons. lately i like thinking about dragons' perceptions of the deities and how they show their appreciation. I'd love hearing people's ideas about em too
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The Gay Baby Box
Pairings: None
Word Count: 1,100 Words
Summary: The beginnings of the gay baby bonding box.
Warnings: Angst (& Fluff), Hurt/Comfort, Fighting, Hallucination (mentioned), Delusion (mentioned), , SFW Tickling, Fainting, let me know if I should add anything else.
Chapter 1: Sun And Charging
Sun was annoyed being in a box. His brother really thought putting him in a box for a time out was a good idea? What was he even meant to do? Stare at himself and hate himself? Pass time by naming all his mental issues? Maybe stare at his reflection until he hallucinated?
Maybe he was hallucinating already, actually, because the area around him in the box was teeming with almost glitter in the air, a sort of magic maybe from the box itself. Maybe Moon meant this as a charging feature of the box, since Sun was at barely 20% battery.
But no, it swirled into in front of and behind him. What was this accursed box doing? Sun looked from one to the other as he was suddenly between a red bot and a pink bot forming themselves in front of and behind him. He came face to face with Blood Moon as he woke up from reforming while what he assumed was the other twin was pressed to the wall behind them.
"Bloody?" The other twin asked from behind Sun. "Sun?"
"Yeah?" Sun asked.
"VES!" Blood Moon suddenly launched the three into the wall together, pressing Sun against him to hug 'Ves' behind Sun.
"Blood, I can't breathe." 'Ves' wheezed behind him.
"You two can't be real." Sun shucked from between them and was pressed against the opposite wall from the twins. These had to be hallucinations. Is this what Moon meant by the voices?
"Vessie, I couldn't hear you! I worried about you! You were not original, I worried you may not come back with me!" Blood Moon cling to his twin in tears, pressing close and refusing to release 'Vessie'.
"I'm here. We're okay. We're safe now, Bloody. I'm okay." 'Vessie' assured his twin.
"How could I ever survive without other? I'm so happy you came back with me!" Blood Moon sobbed out.
"I know. I'm happy you made it too. I love you, twin, we're safe, just breathe." 'Vessie' assured his twin. It took a few minutes for Blood Moon to calm down while 'Vessie' rubbed his twin's back.
"Why are you here? I don't feel bad about it!" Sun growled after having been ignored in favor of the ghosts of the dead's tantrum.
"Shut up!" Vessie growled, glaring at Sun as he kept Blood Moon close to him.
"No! I don't feel bad about killing you! You shouldn't be haunting me if I don't feel bad!" Sun growled back. His face suddenly got hit hard enough to smack his rays into the wall of the magic prison.
"What...?" Sun felt his face and rays, looking back to Ves fuming at him.
"I don't care if you feel bad about it, Sunrise. You tried to kill us. Do you understand how hard it is to reform yourself from broken machines!? When there's two of you!? We could have lost each other! One of us could have just not come back! I don't care what delusions you think you're having, we are not part of them!" Vessie growled protectively.
"H-How do I know you aren't lying?" Sun asked.
"Aside from that punch?" Vessie asked.
"Yes, something I don't know." Sun confirmed.
"My name is Harvest Moon. Only Blood Moon knows that." Harvest Moon.
"I thought it would be Vesper with 'Vessie'." Sun gave a sigh. This wasn't some hallucination or dream. They were real, they were here after having reformed, probably after hiding within Sun's mind quietly for the time they'd been 'dead'.
"Good enough?" Harvest asked.
"Yeah, yeah, it's good. Not fake. Okay." Sun slumped against the wall. At least he wasn't alone now. Even if the twins hated him, them being here was better than being alone with his thoughts. "How is Blood Moon?" Sun asked.
"He's asleep." Harvest confirmed from the red twin grasping to Harvest.
"I think you should rest too." Sun told him.
"So should you, Mr. Murderous Rampage." Harvest warned him.
"Okay, okay, we'll all rest." Sun huffed and sat on the floor, urging Harvest down too. Harvest cautiously set Blood Moon onto Sun's shoulder and then took up his other shoulder, holding his twin close.
Sun watched the seemingly younger twin, given the difference in name, fall asleep against his left shoulder while Blood Moon adjusted against his right shoulder. Surprisingly, the urge to protect them was there, just as it usually was for Lunar and Moon. His big brother instincts, he guessed.
But he held them close and looked at the mirror mocking him for only a moment before looking back to the twins and deeming the mirror a liar and shut his eyes to go into rest mode.
Sun woke up sometime later with his battery at 25%, meaning Moon had absolutely put a sort of charging feature into the magic prison, but it was a slow-acting charger only for when he was sleeping, probably to keep him inside a longer period of time. Harvest Moon and Blood Moon were awake now and Sun saw them seemingly wrestling.
"What are you doing?" Sun asked rather groggy with his still-low battery.
"Brother pinched my nose to wake me up!" Blood Moon complained.
"And that means you wrestle and wake me up?" Sun asked.
"I was tickling twin." Blood Moon tilted his head at Sun, who looked over Harvest, who was suitably giggly at the moment. Oh, he missed that.
"You wake me up with tickling?" Sun redirected.
"Well, I could've woken Sun Man with tickles! And I still could!" Blood moon seemingly took this as a means to tickle Sun. Harvest was busy giggling and cuddling to the other corner of the magic box while Blood descended upon Sun.
It felt nice to get tickled, Sun finally was letting himself laugh for the first time in at least a week or so. Sun thought he'd hate it, hate having Blood Moon touch him but he had him giggling like Harvest was in no time.
Sun was so enthralled with getting tickled by Blood Moon he didn't notice warnings popping up in his vision. Granted, his vision was full of tears from laughing so hard and his fans were running higher than the alarms in his body were. He was low it battery, it seemed.
His systems were at 2% already? He must've expended a lot getting tickled for, how long was this now? Sun didn't remember. Sun giggle right past his error screen until he felt himself shut down hearing Blood and Harvest screaming back and forth in a panic over what he assumed was his shutdown.
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princefleabitten · 9 months
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Year 1 Autumn Sketches
Lou’s just trying to be supportive, ok?
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oopsy-doodles · 8 months
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Drawing the second comic in my ofmd Harvest Moon au
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