#SAVES

[sweetevanwilliams]

@horsemansplague

more willy g + hannibal doodles….

[kingofthering]

MANDALIKA 2024 | Marc Marquez with the super save in PR and the consequences on his leathers.

[vhstown]

me when i mention palestine in 1978 and there's still people that deny its existence in 2024

and before you go "this song is about terrorism!!!!" it's majorly about terrorism by the german RAF and italian BR and members of the clash also have openly supported palestine

if you're punk you're against the israeli genocide of palestine and nothing less

source for images above

[manonamora-if]

SUPER IMPORTANT ITCH NEWS

Itch is changing hosting domain soon.

This change will affect any game saving as localStorage (cookies/cache). Your old saves won't be available after the change of server occurs!

This is especially important for Twine games, saving in the localStorage of your browser (when you use the autosave/save function). Saves in localStorage are URL dependent (so server dependant). If you play the same game in different URLs different saves will appear for each URL.

Export your saves now!

EDIT: a neat helpful tool to mass download/mass load your local saves

[kaiserkisser]

OMGOMGOMG YYAAAARGH I LOVE THIS I AM INDEED CLINICALLY INSANE MY DUDE clinically insane for you and your partner and isekai- BITCH FYM IM TOO DUMB TO LIE THO IMMA THROW HANDS-

A Revised Narrative.

— summary… It was supposed to be a regular Tuesday morning, you should be in college running to your next class and pray there were no assignments forgotten but here you were, isekaied to the middle of nowhere surrounded by nothing but cold snowed plane unable to move because your limbs are buried in the thick blanket of snow.

But hey, at least you were in your favorite anime– oh never mind, it's bungo stray dogs, you are so dead...

— content… dazai osamu/reader, chuuya nakahara/reader, reader has an ability, Dazai—typical suicide mentions, slow burn, slow updates, angst, angst with happy ending, because I can’t write angst endings, isekai and transmigration…

— chapter 1/?

It was cold…

So cold...

The touch of soft snow falling on your eyelids as you weakly bat them away was all you could make out since your vision was blinded by the snow. You couldn't remember how or why you ended up in the snowed plane, the only fragments you had were opening your eyes to see snow hailing and being unable to move your limbs as they were buried deep in the snow.

The few steps you took were short lived as you fell onto the cold blankets of snow, your body curled desperate to find warmth and you could felt your conscious slowly slip away from your grasp...

  A sharp pain pierced your limbs as you tried to move them.

You tried to open your eyes as painful as it was, you couldn't register your surroundings nor did you try to but you couldn't help but feel a wave of relief brush past you knowing you weren't freezing in the snow.

It took a few moments for you to gain awareness of the situation you were in, you ended up in a snowy place with no previous recollection of how nor why, and now you were in an indoor location laying on the floor with a pillow beneath you and a blanket draped on you– it was still freezing but it was better than being buried in snow, and you definitely didn't move all on your own, that meant–

"Ah, you're finally awake." a voice spoke from behind startling you upright quicker than you should, your hiss in pain earning a chuckle in response.

"Now, now. You were found in a pile of snow frozen over, you might want to be less hasty with your movements."

You could tell the voice was amused by your prediction making you scowl as you carefully turned your head to look over at the owner of the voice to see a lanky tall man with mess dark hair and bandages wrapped around his head covering one eye strangely reminding you of... oh dear...

"How did you end up in a private mafia site? I know many incompetent guards but none enough to miss a high schooler in their summer uniform..." he began walking over to you with a strained smile that sent a shiver down your spine.

Every step Dazai took made your head spin, the fact that you were in a room with a certified sociopath that is known as a devil's prodigy is not exactly appealing and neither was your predicament with ending up in a private mafia sector without a reasonable explanation, and whatever isekai or transmigration nonsense this was is not helping.

You try shuffling back as he came closer before crouching down to your level. His voice held a strong disdain as he spoke with a faux smile, "I can speculate only one way you could have gotten in, but several reasons of why you did, a few I can get by and the rest..." he pauses, "I advise you to keep talking."

The blank could be filled easily without the need for multiple choices, it was a threat. But it stumped you on what you should say, there is no lie to get behind this without having a bullet through your skull.

The only thing you could do was to tell him the truth at least part of it. You look down as you take a deep breath before clasping your hands together before looking up at him with a forced feeble smile.

"Permission to plead insanity?", his eyes widen a second taken back at your request before relaxing and letting out a chuckle, "Permission granted."

"I am... from another world..." there was a brief silence before the brunette snorted a laugh, "If this is what you mean by insanity, then it isn't convincing enough." you turn red at his amusement at your awful explanation– I mean, how were you supposed to explain it? It wasn't like this is a daily event.

"No, don't you dare laugh. I am serious! Just listen to me!", you tried to get him to hear you out yet he couldn't help but laugh at how you kept insisting it was no laughing matter and you were 100% serious.

You tried holding him down when you noticed him trying to turn, "I am from another world! The only reason I am confident about that is because I know you– from a- a- a book! I know about you from a book and you are a fictional character!"

Deciding to lie about him being a fictional character from a book rather than an anime or manga because you really didn't want to get into it. He slowly calmed down looking back at you, "Saying you know me is only making it worse for you, but I will give you the benefit of the doubt... what do you know about me, little lady?"

You take a sharp breath, you could easily tell him everything but you also had to be careful without making it seem like you were some sort of spy, "You are Osamu Dazai... and you... you..."

Dazai's smile remains as he tilts his head as though a curious puppy, "And I? Come on, I expected you to know so much about me. Am I not your favorite character?" he clearly took this as a joke but you stared at him hesitant and scared not knowing what to do.

"You are suicidal but you dislike pain, you also don't like dogs, you–"

"Are you going to keep listing my likes and dislikes?", he cuts you off, "Well, I'd love to say information like you live in a shipping container but you'd just think I'm an undercover agent or something!" you squeal freaking out making him shake his head still amused.

"Listen, I know I sound insane, dumb, and other synonyms but I'm telling the truth... god, when I said I wanted fictional characters to be real, this is not what I meant..." he watched as you gave up hope and stare at your hands as you fiddled with your fingers dejected.

The brunette sighed before rising back up as he peered down at you, "You know, as much as I want to believe you are clinically insane, especially with your claims and nothing back yourself up with. I can't help but believe you..." you blinked at him surprised.

"...really?"

"Hell no, but while you were freaking out I pick-pocketed your school ID and it says 2024 on it plus you look too dumb to lie so I'm obligated to believe that at least some part of your story is real." you gave him a dirty look as he smirked down at you waving the ID.

He snickered before lending you a hand to take, you struggled to rise back on your feet still feeling the after affects of the previous event. Either way, you pulled yourself up and went to reach for your ID only for it to be pulled away by him tsking.

"I have to hand some kind of confirmation to my boss to deal with your situation. Come on, let's get a move on before I change my mind." He turned his heel to walk out the door as you followed along to only stop and look back at you.

"One more thing..." he reaches to remove his black coat and drape it over your shoulder, this scene was familiar to you. The coat felt heavy on you, not because of its weight itself but the reason behind it.

Pulling the coat off, you shoved it to his chest making he look at you dumbfounded at you, it was freezing outside and you were wearing a summertime uniform, you would be stupid to reject any kind of extra layers. And while that was true, you knew taking his coat meant having a relation to Dazai and to owe him, which was the last thing you wanted.

"I rather not..." he looks at you up and down deciding you might actually be clinically insane before turning around to open the door. A blast of cold breeze entered the room making every part of your body receive ptsd... maybe you could temporarily use his coat and forcefully return it later...?

  "You know, on second thoughts..."

— next chapter…

[onemorecupofcoffee]

hi guys … please please look at this image

[thelordismylightandmysalvation]

Verse of the Day - Psalms 34:18

[downfalldestiny]

Breathe 🌊!.

[rodolfoparras]

dw im not normal abt hairy!price, too.

because imagine coming back from work or something, and depending on your shift, just seeing price splayed out on your bed - naked. he's either bathing in the warm glow of your bedside lamps, lazily dozing off like an oversized cat, or either bathing in the pale light of the morning sky, quiet and softly snoring.

you just can't help but take a moment to admire him, carefully pulling back the cotton sheets to get a closer look at his body. any and all thoughts of appearing like a pervert disappear as you gaze down at his body, wondering to yourself if this is how aphrodite looks like.

his body hair is thick. it coats his chest in an array of fuzzy fur, reminding you of a bear. it travels between his pecs to his stomach, the fat there strong yet soft. it has you drooling and you're forced to swallow. it's a mixture of his natural color and silver, age catching up, and yet as beautiful as ever.

you're tempted to pull the covers down to take a look at the downstairs, eyeing the peaking tufts of his unclipped pubic hair, but think better of it when you feel price stir.

you glance up and watch his eyes flutter open, all tired and lazy, so warm, so beautiful, so tempting, it takes all your willpower to not pounce on him.

and so, you lean over, and kiss him on the forehead. you hear him grunt, his large, warm hand coming up to lay on your waist.

Mr pjc when I say this is FAWKING beautiful I mean this is fawking beautiful I was literally itching to read a price drabble and came online and saw this thank you so much🧎🏻‍♂️🧎🏻‍♂️🧎🏻‍♂️

[runwiththerain]

I LOVED YOU LIKE THE SUN.

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★ LINKS ━━ free palestine ⋆ tagging system + old version ⋆ ask me for my discord or insta ⋆ pfp and banner are by @applestruda

[wiirocku]

Psalm 7:10-12 (NASB1995) - My shield is with God, Who saves the upright in heart. God is a righteous judge, And a God who has indignation every day.

If a man does not repent, He will sharpen His sword; He has bent His bow and made it ready.

[www-pinkhearse]

@crabussy drew this and its making me insane. We recently hit 1 year btw

[alteredstatesstuff]

on the edge

[w2nv]

Today wasn’t. My best day and my beast friend @beastwhimsy drew me this to cheer up and it makes me ill and stupid and rabid and so much more. Sooooooo normal ^_^

[catholickedd]

i’m agnostic, but

the similarities of all religions, polytheistic and monotheistic in believing that god is one and also many.

the true unknowableness of god in the original hebrew texts, the fear and the reverence.

the feeling of something indescribable walking into a church or a synagogue, seeing the patterns of the stained glass dance across the floor or feeling small beneath the high ceilings of an old catholic church, the sense that something terrifyingly ancient is here.

the hundreds of names for allah, the one god who is called many things.

the way that every known human civilization has developed some form of a god, even the ones that had no contact with each other.

the way that the structure of sight in living beings evolved multiple separate times on evolutionary paths with no interrelation.

the theorized up to sixteen dimensions. the way that a two-dimensional being can’t imagine a three-dimensional being because it can’t fathom “up”, only left and right.

the way that the fourth and fifth and sixth dimensions are right there. we just don’t know which way to look.

the way that god is everywhere and nowhere at the same time, the way that god must put himself into an understandable form when presenting himself to humans.

the way that photons act in ways completely impossible and unfathomable to humans until they are directly observed, in which case they behave under the rules of physics that we understand.

i’m agnostic, but god is real. just not in any way we can understand.