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toonabby · 5 months
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Happy birthday, Ryan Do!
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blerdyotome · 1 year
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Twitch Streaming Schedule May 14-20, 2023
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New Twitch streaming schedule for May 14 - 20, 2023! All times Eastern! 
MON: 🚫 No Stream 🚫
TUE: Tattoos and Tulips - 6PM 
WED: 🚫 No Stream 🚫
THUR: #otome Release Stream - Winter's Wish Spirits of Edo - 6PM 
FRI: Buried Stars - 6PM 
SAT: Stardew Valley - 9AM
Give me a follow on Twitch and get notified when I go live: https://www.twitch.tv/blerdyotome
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thecalimack · 6 months
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Tattoos and Tulips, a game about finding love from a cheesy, and admittedly hot, tattoo artist, especially after escaping a rough part of life. I gave this game a shot after my friends and I did it injustice, and hoenstly it didn't deserve the hate we slapped on it. it's pretty cute, and I'll be doing a proper LP of it.
Give the game a chance, like I did. You might surprise yourself :D Get the Game 👉 https://meant-to-bee-studios.itch.io/tattoos-and-tulips 👉 https://store.steampowered.com/app/2427460/Tattoos_and_Tulips/
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barbieb0y · 9 months
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so i played through the whole of this game today. review incoming (i'll try not to spoil too much)
ive had this sitting in my downloads for a while now (no this isnt available on steam YET but it's free on itch.io so 👀👀) and i only got to it now. i initially got it bc of the whole tattoo artist x florist trope which is one of my fave tropes Ever and also bc i love tulips a normal amount (<- lying)
it's a kinetic visual novel, meaning theres actually no choices and it's basically just a bunch of clicking. and fangirling. the amount of times i thought Ya Allah during this was phenomenal. it was that cute
the mc, chrys (pronounced chris, it's supposed to be a reference to chrysanthemum) is this sarcastic white blonde twink who's so unlucky when it comes to romantic relationships and he just got out of a bad breakup and hes like I Am Never Dating Ever Again until one day the love interest, shay, who is this angelic tall hunk 6 pack-having guy walks into his flower shop then he thinks Nevermind I Am Going to Fuck the Living Daylights Out of This Guy
it's a bit of a slow burn i guess? they actually try to take it slow but like they end up getting together after a week so. and also another thing in the epilogue but i dont wanna spoil too much
the characters are all so goddamn loveable, from our beloved twink to even chrys' sister, daphne who only appeared for one scene. plenty relatable too. the amount of times i thought "they just like me fr" is insane. wish there were pets or animals or smth tho smh
the art is really nice, especially the character sprites and the flower shop itself but i find a few other locations a bit lacking, like the quality isnt that consistent. i mean i can kinda understand why? but it's just a bit of a nitpick. also i dont like granny's pose, it's weird, dont do her dirty like that
the voice acting is actually so good. sometimes it sounds a bit awkward but there are some moments that make up for the lesser moments. tho there were a few moments where i was like "why isnt this voiced??"
okay moving on to some of my actual complaints BUT i want to mention that i did download this a while ago like i said and i have no idea if my copy is the most updated one (it says 1.0 on the file so) so i wouldnt know if these issues have been fixed or not. but im gonna address them anyway
theres been a few times where the script/text looks... awkward? some dont align with the line delivery, some punctuations are just weird choices to make. and a lot of sentences end with a comma instead of a period
theres also this one scene where bea repeats a voiceline even tho the text is different. again, idk if they fixed it but it was glaringly obvious
but despite it all, it was a really really cute vn and i really do recommend it
FINAL RATING: 7.5/10
(author's note: i like calling it bpd simulator bc both chrys and shay are so bpd-coded to me)
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beebeedibapbeediboop · 7 months
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💗DM to claim 💗:
Payment via Paypal, specify the design and ask if still available first, once claimed it cannot be taken again) Please do not steal and do not tattoo unless you claimed it ~
108: Snail friend/ 109: Starry centipede / 110: Starry shy pill bug (both versions) /111: Birthday ant / 112: Sweet clown / 113: Say it with tulips / 114:
~First batch 1-2-10 still available
Second All sold
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Eighth batch 78 still available
Ninth batch all sold
Valentine's day batch, 90 still available
Tenth Batch all sold
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citruslucy · 11 months
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dainty dotwork flashes 🤍🪡
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zimtgeschmack · 4 months
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hazulnxt · 6 months
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sylviaplathink · 8 months
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via mstjohn813 on instagram
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"I am aware of my heart: it opens and closes"
–Sylvia Plath, from the poem "Tulips", written 18 March 1961, in Ariel, 1965
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TULIPS The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here. Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in I am learning peacefulness, lying by myself quietly As the light lies on these white walls, this bed, these hands. I am nobody; I have nothing to do with explosions. I have given my name and my day-clothes up to the nurses And my history to the anaesthetist and my body to surgeons. They have propped my head between the pillow and the sheet-cuff Like an eye between two white lids that will not shut. Stupid pupil, it has to take everything in. The nurses pass and pass, they are no trouble, They pass the way gulls pass inland in their white caps, Doing things with their hands, one just the same as another, So it is impossible to tell how many there are. My body is a pebble to them, they tend it as water Tends to the pebbles it must run over, smoothing them gently. They bring me numbness in their bright needles, they bring me sleep. Now I have lost myself I am sick of baggage —- My patent leather overnight case like a black pillbox, My husband and child smiling out of the family photo; Their smiles catch onto my skin, little smiling hooks. I have let things slip, a thirty-year-old cargo boat Stubbornly hanging on to my name and address. They have swabbed me clear of my loving associations. Scared and bare on the green plastic-pillowed trolley I watched my teaset, my bureaus of linen, my books Sink out of sight, and the water went over my head. I am a nun now, I have never been so pure. I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty. How free it is, you have no idea how free —- The peacefulness is so big it dazes you, And it asks nothing, a name tag, a few trinkets. It is what the dead close on, finally; I imagine them Shutting their mouths on it, like a Communion tablet. The tulips are too red in the first place, they hurt me. Even through the gift paper I could hear them breathe Lightly, through their white swaddlings, like an awful baby. Their redness talks to my wound, it corresponds. They are subtle: they seem to float, though they weigh me down, Upsetting me with their sudden tongues and their colour, A dozen red lead sinkers round my neck. Nobody watched me before, now I am watched. The tulips turn to me, and the window behind me Where once a day the light slowly widens and slowly thins, And I see myself, flat, ridiculous, a cut-paper shadow Between the eye of the sun and the eyes of the tulips, And I have no face, I have wanted to efface myself. The vivid tulips eat my oxygen. Before they came the air was calm enough, Coming and going, breath by breath, without any fuss. Then the tulips filled it up like a loud noise. Now the air snags and eddies round them the way a river Snags and eddies round a sunken rust-red engine. They concentrate my attention, that was happy Playing and resting without committing itself. The walls, also, seem to be warming themselves. The tulips should be behind bars like dangerous animals; They are opening like the mouth of some great African cat, And I am aware of my heart: it opens and closes Its bowl of red blooms out of sheer love of me. The water I taste is warm and salt, like the sea, And comes from a country far away as health.
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By @dettolphin
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blerdyotome · 1 year
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Thrifty Gaming: Games That Won’t Blow Your Budget #113
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lessendless · 9 months
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Me a second after writing down my new year's resolutions
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chibifox2002 · 1 year
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Okay here's the ideas I got 4 Man-Man
(plus a scar layout for his arms and leg)
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(also shout-out to @cosmicwhoreo for idea 2)
I'm actually thinking about putting idea 2 on Manny's back while idea 1 is on his arms!
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liistethics · 2 months
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cute tatts
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jovianstorm · 1 year
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The only kind of floral tattoo I’d like to do
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favoritestrangers · 4 months
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showing the tulips my new tulip tat
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