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Probably not a lot of other people worried about this, but when I was younger the more drastic "big change" type before and after HRT photos people would show actually spooked me away from wanting to use hrt a little
I was worried I'd wake up one day and just suddenly not look like me anymore
Being on it a while now i can say thats not what happens. You always look like you. Physical changes happen of course, but it's the same as how your appearance changes just from aging. Your sense of self is fine. You're just you still
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Topless outdoor coffee mornings anyone??
Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me
#I'm not mad I promise. I just dyed my eyebrows before I dyed my hair so I look rly pissed off abt everything 😂#Also i am freshly showered so I decided to dry off in the sunshine instead of the normal boring way#Trying to decide if tonights look will need clothes over the top (pop to pub version) or 😻 out kinda vibes (wine at home)#I'm leaning towards the later fr#satans knitwear#girls with piercings#alt pinup#pinup girl#Does my face give masc vibes just bc im wearing no makeup??? Kinda yeah. Very sexy of me.#Maybe it's the tired/dead eyes lmao#cheeky#Happy Friday my loves! Lots to do today but thinking about fun things for us this evening 👀✨#Spotify
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Everlark artists you are so so so important because you're the only ones who give us accurate visual representations of Katniss and Peeta I love you all. 🧡💛💚
#olive skinned katniss!#amputee peeta!#postwar burn scars!#and all the other things#also they look like they're in love and not whatever jlaw was doing in the movies#the hunger games#everlark#katniss everdeen#peeta mellark#i'm very tired and am feeling god in this chili's tonight
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The beautiful five 💞💎💞
#SHINee#onew#jonghyun#key#minho#taemin#ot5 always#analook#i've had this in my drafts for months and never posted it because i wasn't very happy with the colouring#but it's shinee month#and i'm too tired to make anything new tonight#so thought it was time to set it free#always loved this moment 💕#my.gifs
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I love domestic rodydeku...
Rody leaning his head on Deku's shoulder while talking about his day, Deku playing with Rody's hair when he gets bored, the two playfully bickering with each other which turns into wrestling (in which Deku beats Rody every time), Pino flying over to give Deku a peck on the cheek whenever Deku is about to leave before Rody can, talking about Rody's siblings as if they were their own children, Deku picking up Rody whenever he feels like it (which Rody stopped protesting against eventually), Rody constantly picking at Deku.
Just everyday occurrences between them <3
#older roro telling deku to make sure rody is the happiest goddamn person on earth or else he will personally hide his body#i need to write some older headcanons for rody's siblings#i like the idea of roro being very protective#they definitely argue over who's going to do the dishes#not in a “no you do it” kind of way but in a “i'm going to do it bc you're tired and need to rest” kind of way#“you're a pilot!!” “well you're a teacher AND a hero! sit down i'm doing the fucking dishes tonight”#rodydeku#rody soul#rody#deku#izuku midoriya#mha#my hero academia#bnha
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BRO
Im crying
#juno shot at the sun with a fuckin squiffer#i went to go hit the fresh button back at them & i saw their locker changed#10/10 i love to see it#if you see this you have gr8 locker artist skills#also that I'm sorry i was so bad tonight PFFT#This morning i was doin clam blitz & had like a baseline of like 10-15 kills#& tonight i was struggling to get like THREE#they were very kind tho & had the most encouraging booyahs. nice to have even when im getting sniped in the back of the head :}#however ended on a high note being back to 10 kills & we won the match#ALSO I S RANKED TODAY very happy with myself#moving up in the world#okay okay ill shut up now. im tired so i rant a lot aight let me have this#chonny jash#moss post#KJ rants too much again
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Hello hello, it's me again~
I was doing some Genshin sketches and... Can- Can I humbly offer y'all a quick floofy Legacy doodle 🤲
Lowkey didn't know how to sign(?) it so just wrote my username haha help
One floofy Legacy cuddle for you :>
OHH HE'S SO FLUFFY AND SOFT AND FRIENDLY LOOKING,,,,, I'LL TREASURE THIS FOREVER THANK YOU SO MUCH
#genshin impact#childe#tartaglia#foul legacy#foul legacy childe#chit chat#darling mutuals#this art is lovely you get the wifi stamp of approval#he looks so kind and sweet#i would hug him SO much#no more posts tonight since i'm very tired this week is gonna be helllllll#but it's cool it's fine after thursday i'll get a long break#thank you for sending this please send me more hehehehe#other's art#good evening :)#FAVE
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absolute Favorite part of any Make Some Noise episode is when the players seemingly cannot help but jump in to assist the improv when it is decidedly not their turns
#N posts stuff#it's been a trend from like the very first game changer eps and i Never get tired of it i love it so much#and tonight's episode? RIFE with it i'm so happy#dropout
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I'm a *tad* obsessed with the idea of fae Lilia raising a completely different species son Silver, specifically jellyfish mer Silver. I am curious to see how you would interpret fae Lilia finding baby jelly Silver.
it's been a long while since the last long fic request :') slowly chipping away at them. uni is killing me. i hope you enjoy!
a side note: this was started beeeefore the latest update? actually started it before uni but then didn't get back to it till recently oTL
The thronging crowds of shoppers press in around him, making it harder for him to traverse through the crowd. Still, Lilia tries his best to shove his way past them, twisting his shoulders and ploughing through any gaps he can find. On instinct, one hand reaches up to pull down the hood of his cloak, masking his face further; it isn’t as though he’s in any danger here, or wanted in any capacity, but one should always exercise caution while exploring the boundaries of a black market.
For as long as Lilia can remember, he’s been searching for an old friend of his since the end of the war, travelling to different corners of the world in hopes of finding some inkling of his existence. Such a quest has brought him here, to a black market tucked away in the corner of a tiny island, but unfortunately for himself, Lilia has ended up empty-handed.
He’s trying to leave the area, pushing and shoving his way through the endless sea of patrons, when a sudden shrill cry stops him in his tracks. Lilia’s ears twitch. His head snaps to the side, following the source of the sound, only to come across a small group crowding around a rickety wooden stage. A tall man dressed in a patchwork suit jacket and a rumpled collared shirt talks to all of them, gesturing animatedly with his hands.
But it is what the man is gesturing at that snatches Lilia’s breath.
Because next to him, curled up in a too-small tank filled with muddied water, is a tiny little mer. Little tendrils of its tail tangle together as the creature presses thin fingers against the glass panes of the tank, auroral eyes flicking from side to side with a fervent desperation that Lilia feels in his soul. It is too young to be here, too small; Why in the name of the Thorn Fairy is this child here?
And for some reason, against the logic that tells him he should turn and leave, return to the Valley and carry on with his next mission, his next search, Lilia finds himself stepping towards the stage instead. He slips through the mob with silent steps, eyes fixated upon the petrified mer — a jellyfish, he recognises, his knowledge of aquatic animals rising to mind.
Within a matter of seconds, Lilia has gotten close enough that he catches wind of what the man is saying: “—a beauty, isn’t it?” he crows, tapping a dirty fingernail against the tank, causing the little mer child to shrink away. “We caught it out on the sea this mornin’, and we ain’t gonna let it go for anythin’ less than two thousand thaumarks!”
Disgust chokes his throat like a slimy wad of muck. How utterly deplorable, Lilia thinks, a rare flash of anger sparking through him. He still does not understand what has drawn him so much to this strange creature — the mer with dull silver hair who hugs itself, little bubbles floating through the water as its gills flutter, so impossibly tiny and small—
…Ah. He understands now.
In some way, looking upon this child, Lilia is reminded of Malleus. His mind whisks him back to a different time, when he had been tasked with raising the boy through his infant years, his childhood years, until he matured enough that Lilia no longer needed to keep an eye on him at all times. Is it no wonder, then, that his heart seizes at the sight of this blatant mistreatment? Regardless of whether the creature is fae or not — and it is not, evidently a child of the sea — it does not deserve to be sealed away like this.
Lilia could very well afford the mer. Two thousand thaumarks is quite the sum, but for someone who has been in the service of Briar Valley’s royalty for centuries like he has, he has more than enough money to afford it. But at the sight of the sleazy seller, who reeks of rotting fish and keeps toying with the child — banging his fists against the glass, sticking his grimy hand inside to grab its fragile wrist and yank it partially out of the dirty saltwater, yelling loud enough that its fins press against its head, clearly terrified—
The mer’s eyes flick towards him, locking with Lilia’s gaze. A fervent desperation flickers within them. It presses its hand against the glass again, scrabbling against the surface. A silent plea for help — and one that Lilia shall answer in the only way he knows how.
When night falls, Lilia strikes.
The auction for the jellyfish mer has been scheduled for tomorrow – a greedy move on the part of the fisherman selling it, to maximise profits as much as possible by drumming up heaps of attention. But it had worked; by the time evening fell and the terrified little child had been carted away to a dinky tent nearby, a sizable crowd of murmuring buyers had formed. Lilia had caught sight of some of them flipping through their stacks of thaumarks, counting their funds carefully.
He only has one shot at this. He has to make it count.
Closing his eyes, Lilia allows his magic to cloak him like a thin veil over his skin, shielding him from view. Stealth is his best option here; while he is more than capable of slaughtering everyone involved in kidnapping that young mer, Lilia does not wish to bloody his hands any more than he has to. His days of bloodshed and violence are long behind him, and as much as he wishes to teach the mer’s kidnappers a lesson, he figures that losing the child shall be punishment enough for them.
Besides, it wouldn’t do good if word got out that the general of Briar Valley was off slaughtering humans in another country.
With silent steps, Lilia steals past the guard — a man who keeps dozing off, jolting upwards every few seconds — and slides into the tent with scarcely a whisper. The interior is dank and dim; there is another guard there, this one alert and awake, arms crossed as he surveys the dirty tank left on the floor nearby.
A crushing feeling overtakes his heart at the sight of the mer. The young child curls into itself, tucking its chin into its chest, floating tufts of hair shielding its eyes from view. It looks lifeless, the only sign of its survival being the faint fluttering of gills. Something in his chest twists at the sight, a certainty settling within him. Lilia knows that what he is doing is right.
With the flick of a wrist, he conjures a small mist of magic, watching as it wafts over to the guard and swirls around him. Within a matter of seconds, though he fights to stay awake, the man has passed out, collapsing onto the ground — and it is only Lilia’s reflexes that allow him to cushion the fall, more from the need to avoid attracting attention than any care for the man. Slowly, he lowers him to the ground before releasing the invisibility spell, brushing off his hands on his cloak as he turns back towards the tank to see—
Wide eyes, hued with shades of baby blue and lavender and pink, gaze at him from behind muddied glass. Fingers press against the tank, and Lilia winces at the sound of a warbling trill.
In a flash, he darts forward, pressing a finger against his lips. “Shh!”
But he is too late.
Even as the child slaps its tiny webbed hands over its mouth, eyes widening as it realises what it has done, Lilia knows the guard outside must have heard it. There’s a creaking sound, heavy footsteps dragging across the ground, accompanied by a languid sigh, and it is only his quick reflexes, honed after years and years of war, that allow him to escape notice.
In a flash, Lilia has flung himself upwards, clinging to a corner of the tent, tucking himself in as closely as possible. If he’d had more time, he’d have thrown the same invisibility spell over himself but alas. All he can do is shrink back as much as possible, limbs wrapped around one of the poles holding the tent upright, and praying that the guard is stupid enough to not notice the shadow he’s casting across the floor.
He holds his breath, watching as the burly figure enters the tent.
“Oi,” the guard grunts sharply, narrowing his eyes at the mer in the tank — who thankfully avoids glancing over to Lilia, smart enough to avoid betraying his location. He ambles up to the tank before glancing off to the side. The man stiffens, having found the slumbering body of his fellow guard. “What the—”
Alright, that’s enough of that.
With the same spell he’d casted earlier, Lilia knocks out the second guard. The only caveat is that this time, the guard falls to the ground with nothing to cushion his landing, smashing into a nearby crate with a rather loud CRASH!
Lilia flinches, adrenaline igniting his veins. Dropping from the pole, he barely spares the scene a glance, racing back to the mer instead and lifting the heavy glass lid off its tank. “Can you breathe outside of the water?” he asks, constantly glancing over his shoulder for any signs of someone coming in, ears pricking as he strains to hear the barest bit of sound. As soon as the mer nods, Lilia’s reaching into the briney water as the mer raises its arms, thanking the fact that he’s wearing thick cloth and gloves, if only for the fact that the mer’s tendrils wrap around his limbs as he lifts it out and cradles it close to his chest. “Stay quiet,” he hisses, using his other hand to conjure the same spell from earlier, hoping it’ll hold through. “The last thing we want is to attract any unwanted attention.”
They slip out of the tent just before someone else arrives — another one of the fisherman’s nameless cronies, with the fisherman himself ambling after in ragged loungewear. Lilia holds his breath, skulking beneath the shadow of a tree, each step careful and calculated; he would teleport if he could, but he isn’t sure how that would affect the child, weakened and frail as it is.
So he sneaks away slowly and steadily, leaving the commotion behind, the pitching screams and demands for everyone to search for the missing mer, to get their product back — such an inhumane term that it makes Lilia want to puke. And the further he gets away, the faster he gets; before long, he’s sprinting, the spell melting off of him, out of distance from the captors for now.
The mer clings to him, snuggling close. Lilia holds it tight against him like a lifeline, a swell of such fervent protectiveness rising within him, washing over his mind and soul.
“Here we are,” Lilia breathes. His chest rises and falls as he catches his breath. Ah, he is certainly growing old, more winded from this than he would have been in his prime. His boots dig deep gouges into the sand as he walks towards the shoreline, the night’s sky twinkling overhead, reflecting in the waves to form a sea of stars.
Initially, he’d headed straight for the nearest beach he could think of, all before arriving and already spotting a small group of stragglers searching around. It had taken much longer to travel to a different corner of this island, but it had been a necessary precaution in the end; the last thing Lilia wanted was for the mer to get recaptured after being returned to the sea.
The waves lick at his boots as he walks into the ocean, far enough that the water reaches his knees. “There you go,” Lilia says kindly as he leans down, pulling the little mer away from his chest, returning it to the sea. A soft smile spreads across his lips as he watches the child reach for the water before plunging in with a splash, its form a tiny shadow amidst the lapping waves before its head breaks back above the water.
“Isn’t that better now?” Lilia croons, a warmth wrapping around his heart as the mer nods eagerly, beaming brightly at Lilia, the moonlight shining down on its silver hair. “Good, good,” Lilia says, slowly straightening up. He yawns, stretching his arms above his head, a cracking noise accompanying the motion. “Oh, I hadn’t expected to do this much today,” he murmurs to himself before shaking his head. Giving the mer one last smile, Lilia says, “You take care of yourself now, hm? Don’t go getting caught in any nets again, khee hee.”
And that would have been the end of everything. Ideally, Lilia would have stepped out of the water, using his magic to dry himself off before teleporting to the pier at the other side of the island and waiting for the first ferry to start him on his journey home. The mer would have been relegated to little more than a story to recite to Malleus upon his return, a thrilling rescue he’d mounted in the midst of what would have been another ordinary trip.
But what Lilia didn’t account for was that the child would get attached.
Before he can even make it a few steps away, there’s a rapid-fire outburst of frantic trills and clicking before something heavy barrels right into his legs. Lilia stumbles, losing his balance and crashing down with a screech and a mighty splash. Water soaks through his clothes, his cloak; Lilia spits some of it out of his mouth, blinking the salt out of his eyes, all while something curls around his leg tightly, refusing to let go.
“Little one…” Lilia stares at the mer child, its arms wrapped around his leg, squeezing with a vice grip that a lesser human would not have been able to withstand. Where was all this strength while you were trapped? Lilia ponders briefly, before dismissing the thought. He leans forward, gently prying webbed fingers away from his pants, pulling the child off of him. “Your home is here,” Lilia insists, gesturing at the sea around them. “I live elsewhere; I cannot possibly stay.”
Another round of distressed clicking and trilling. The mer stares at him with big, pleading eyes, swimming forward between his legs to cling to the front of Lilia’s shirt. “Little one—” Lilia tries again, because how can he stay? He has a place to return to, obligations to attend to, people waiting for him. But the mer child ignores him, pressing itself against Lilia with a stubborn determination that surprises him.
“Surely your family should be coming to find you soon,” Lilia tries, only to be met with the shaking of a head, silver hair slicked against its forehead. He raises an eyebrow. “An orphan?” Lilia mutters — words intended for his ears only, except he knows the mer has heard him from the way its grip on him tightens. “But— dear, I cannot possibly bring you home. I live very far away from here, and not anywhere particularly close to the sea!”
But no matter how hard Lilia tries to protest, to gently push the mer off of him, to leave it here — because this is its home, here in the sea; what will become of it, if Lilia were to smuggle it into the Valley, bring it on such a lengthy journey? — it refuses to go. And as time ticks by, the hours passing until the sunrise begins to bleed on the horizon, Lilia finally concedes.
“What a headstrong child you are,” Lilia muses, ignoring the sopping wet cloth clinging to him as he stumbles out of the sea, giggling mer child held in his arms. He gazes at it— no, him, at the child in his hold. “Do you have a name, little one?”
The mer blinks at him. “I’ll take that as a no,” Lilia sighs. Ah��� what could a good name possibly be? It’s something he ponders over during the entire trip back, using his magic to mimic a glamour over the mer such that everyone shall see him as only a human child.
But it’s not until he’s sitting in his cabin late at night with the mer curled in his arms that it hits him. Moonbeams streak through the porthole, reflecting off the boy’s shimmering hair, washing it in a silvery light.
“Silver,” Lilia decides, testing the name out on his tongue to find that it feels right.
Silver, this mer he rescued by chance, the one who clung to him, who didn’t want to let go. Silver, who is his.
Leaning back in his chair, Lilia closes his eyes and smiles.
#my writing tag#tumblr drabbles tag#writing requests#twst#twisted wonderland#spoilers are VERY minimal. one line. but just to be safe#twst spoilers#twisted wonderland spoilers#twst ch7#lilia vanrouge#twst silver#twst fanfiction#twst writing#one down seven to go#i usually have more witty tags here but i'm tired tonight ahfndhfgdg
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Minnie sweetheart you are absolutely right in saying that a lot of the behaviour that certain 'fans' exhibit is entitled and crosses boundaries and a lot of them were saying that he was doing the Apprentice role because he agrees with that man...which I mean what even is that?? How can they be fans and have such a wrong idea of who Sebastian is when he's always been authentic in interviews and has made his position on a lot of issues very clear
But from what I've seen...a lot of the discourse came from spaces that are not necessarily Sebastian specific. So a lot of the people commenting were not fans but people who had seen him in the MCU but knew nothing else about him...and he proved them wrong as well last night when he called Tr*mp a hypocrite and basically put his media training aside and said what was on his mind. And don't get me wrong...Sebastian doesn't have to prove anything to anybody, but I'm glad he did it so that people outside the fandom can be aware of his stance as well.
And all this does is show me one shouldn't judge a book by the cover because the Apprentice is clearly a critique of not only *that man* but also as Sebastian has repeatedly mentioned in interviews it shows the dark side of the ambition and the American dream
Oh NO, I totally missed this one! I'm so sorry, lovely! Thanks for sending me this, although I feel like it was a while ago..?
And aahh I see, yes. I can imagine there may have been people out there who just knew *of* Sebastian and who weren't necessarily fans, who were wondering if him being in a movie about trump might mean that he supported him. But at the same time... You'd only have to look into what the movie is about, read a review or two, and you'd know that is very unlikely, right? Assuming something based on limited information is one thing, I guess we all do that sometimes, but to then go online and create discourse and criticise someone (especially an actor), without educating yourself first? That's just silly, imo. I guess it's a nice idea that people will see him criticising trump and immediately know that he's not a supporter, but that would've also been pretty easy to gather with just a little but of googling (or by actually watching the movie first).
But I don't know, maybe I expect too much of people 😉 In any case, I think you're right, there is more to the movie than just trump bashing, and Sebastian has been very articulate about that in his interviews recently! Let's just hope people see that as well 🙏🏻
#sorry#I'm not very articulate myself tonight#I'm very tired and had a long day#I tried lol!#sebastian stan#the apprentice#minnie answers
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I drew too much and now I barely have the motivation to finish any of my sketches, I have so many wips rn in my ibis gallery waiting to be finished
I've mostly been doing small silly doodles and dumb little drawings (if you know you know) and I have a whole checklist of things I want to draw
Been so excited to be here and to draw things that I was pumping out so many drawings a day through pure, unadulterated determination and excitement
I'm glad people like my silly art though even though it'll probably slow down now <3
It means a lot to me and everyone has been so supportive of me and my art
I'm not used to having so much attention on me as I haven't really posted online in roughly 4 years but the support means everything to me, even if everything is a little bit overwhelming for me at times, I know I must sound like a broken record but I really appreciate all the love I've been recieving on my art <3
#wolfgen posting#taleblr#we feelin a lil emotional tonight#idk if anyone will see this cause it's like 1am for me rn but ty guys so much <3#very tired writing this and i know maybe i didn't word things the best but i hope my point came across#i'm so excited to be here and be part of this community#i have so many more things and ideas to share and so many more things i wanna draw#i have so many headcanons i want to talk about too that i could make entire posts for#but!! my brain has been a lil bit mush these past couple days#but that's okay cause i'll definitely be posting more of that kind of thing when i can think properly again#more art and whatnot on the way dw :3
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i am officially down to 5 drafts. yippee!! tonight i will start tackling my inbox and queuing up a lot of them. some of them i will post immediately, but most of them will be queued to keep me from going insane. everyone should be proud of me for getting 25+ drafts down to 5 in a matter of three days. that was a lot of writing.
#* this is my unfinished symphony // ooc.#i intend to try and answer more of them tonight as well but for now i'm taking a break bc all my drafts remaining are long lmao#and i'm very tired of writing long stuff
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Possible silly fanart suggestion: The King Neptune "bald" scene from The Spongebob Move with Klink and a bunch of guards and/or prisoners.
well now they're just being mean 😔
#hogan's heroes#wilhelm klink#colonel klink#colonel hogan#robert hogan#newkirk#peter newkirk#corporal newkirk#lebeau#louis lebeau#corporal lebeau#andrew carter#sergeant carter#my art#this has been in my inbox for about a MONTH but it seemed perfect for my mood tonight#i'm dead tired but it's too early to go to sleep so: i'm rewatching qi and drawing some Very Silly Nonsense#EDIT: unfortunately i'm an idiot and wrote 'blind' nstead of 'bald' w hich should tell you what gear my brain is working at#has a B L D and a vowel? close enough
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paid attention to my own exhaustion and the growing feeling of dread at having to do another thing today and turned down a social invitation, pls clap
#i am sad because it is a friend i only see once every few years but it was VERY last minute and i have a market tonight and am so tired#i am very proud of me#i just have so much to dooo and i'm already exhausted and one more thing would've been awful
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downloaded wolfenstein after going on a jacob geller rewatch binge and getting intrigued by blazko. for reference i've played one fps in my 23 years and got stuck on the third level, so i'm either gonna cry and shit my pants or actually learn how shooters work. if you see me spamming ben affleck smoking reaction pics in my posts tomorrow then that's your explanation
#was gonna boot it up tonight but its 11:30 i've spent 6 hrs in a car and i do NOT wanna break down in angry tears right out of the gate#like normally i'd be frustrated but fine but tonight i'm in pain and tired so i doubt i'll be very accurate or patient lmaooo#len speaks#the only fps i've ever tried before is repcomm & tbf 2005 games are all fucking awful to control but i got stuck in a deathloop and gave up#2014 era games r so much better it's insane. some of those i play for fun when drunk shoutout da2
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i need you all to take a moment and look at ✨her✨
#hush n shush wifi#not brainrot#genshin talk#ARLECCHIBI CHIBICHINO CHIBI ARLECCHINO MY LOVE MY DARLING#SHE'S SOOOO CUTEEEEEE#TINY ARLECCHINO IS SO HOLDABLE ARHGHGRHGHHH#i unfortunately don't have time to watch livestreams but i do preview the new content#i'm soooo excitedddd#arlecchino is going to be my first lvl 90 10/10/10 character#arlecchino i love you so so so much#pocket sized arlecchino!!!!!! do you see how important this is!!!!!! it is so important!!!!!!#no thoughts head empty only arlecchino brainrot#good evening :)#nothing else tonight i was working on stuff and i'm very tired
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