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Google how to make yourself feel better when you're having a fit of depression without caving in to your emotional crutch on soda while also not feeling like you're restricting and accidentally reliving a food-related trauma that makes me feel worse about restricting--
#I hate my life tbh#The fact that everything has a trauma is SO ANNOYING.#Like can I be NORMAL about ONE THING PLEASE#cries#Anyway I'm trying to fight off depression without getting myself a soda and it made me even more depressed to restrict my soda intake#upon which I remembered that as a teenager my father would complain that me and my brother were#and I quote#''Eating him out of house and home''#So I started heavily restricting the food I ate at home#Literally made half a can tuna sandwiches and cut those in half and that half a sandwich?#That was a meal for me at home#Used to steal food and milk from school to get more food in me#combine that food insecurity trauma with the fact that as a small child#my mom would give me soda to make me stop crying#and now you have an adult who doesn't know how to process negative emotions without using soda as a crutch#And upon restricting that soda I feel Worse#orz
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Just your average male living space.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wen qing#lan wangji#A-Yuan#wei wuxian#(***Content warning for me talking about unhygienic living conditions in the tags today***).#The worst part of drawing this comic is that I've seen so much worse. This is a livable space.#I've helped out friends and family who were struggling and let me just say...I have seen some pretty dysfunctional living spaces.#Hell I've *lived* in some very dysfunctional living spaces.#Hording dishes under the bed was always something that grossed me out but it's unfortunately something I've seen people do way too often.#The horror everyone has upon walking into WWX's 'living' set up is so consistently 'Mate how are you living like this?'#It's honestly so integral to me that WWX's 'just left home for the first time' house/room be a depression/dysfunction pit.#You can learn a lot about someon's state of mind from how they keep their living space...and this guy is oozing 'deep depression'.#I don't think he's eaten anything but foods that classify as a struggle meal in a year.#Everyone is trying to stage an intervention but he just isn't in a good enough place to help himself.#By the way: I want to steer away from shaming people who have messy homes/rooms because life *does* hit hard sometimes.#My love language is coming into your home to do your dishes and do some housework. Don't apologize for the mess king.#Nothing could top some of the places I've had to help my older siblings out of.#I'd be okay with my flatmate having a severed limb and a blood pool at this point.#As long as he lets me take out the dishes from under the bed - We're good! My standards are so low at this point.
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feeling hot again :3
#nothing a shower and a home cooked meal can’t fix#cool to reblog#it me!#transgender#trans#trans mtf#mtf trans#transfem#trans femme#trans feminine#tranisbeautiful#transisbeautiful#trans is sexy#trans is so hot#this is what trans looks like#girlslikeus#trans goddess#trans princess#trans pride#trans positivity#trans model#trans girl#trans girls#transgirl#transgirls#trans woman#transgender girl#trans gf
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FELIX // SKZ CODE EP. 63: TRAVEL LOG #1 AUSTRALIA
#felix#lee felix#stray kids#skz#bystay#skzco#staydaily#hyunlixsource#dancerachasource#mine*#gifs*#felix*#made me so happy seeing felix being home and having fun 🩷#happy lil baby with his kids meal 😭
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Larry's random conversarion lines 🍙
Pokémon Masters EX spoilers ahead!
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Ever since I met a certain individual, I now find myself gazing up at the sky every once in a while. There's scenery you'll never even notice if you stick to flat, well-trodden paths. Just something I've observed. I don't dislike the vast, clear sky... But I don't think I can reach it. It's nice to know that there's something like that out there, though.
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Pasio seems to have many good restaurants. Ah, I'm not asking for specific recommendations, though... I actually enjoy walking around and looking for a place I might like. That's part of the experience. I seek the exceptional only when it comes to food. Pasio has a variety of cuisines to choose from, so it's hard to stick to just one.
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(Player), which do you tend to favor: the exceptional or the average? I was thinking of inviting you to have a meal sometime. Casually figuring out your client's preferences is a special skill that you learn as a salaried employee.
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Lunchtime is one of the few things that a salaried employee like me can look forward to at work... We can decide whether to spend that precious time eating something familiar or trying out a new restaurant. It's not just about the meal. The decision-making process leading up to it is also something to look forward to.
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People, Pokémon... There's no need to overcomplicate things. Nowadays people only seem to want a shock factor. Something weird, something bizarre. When all's said and done, simplicity is strongest.
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You don't necessarily have to follow every instruction from your boss. But I pretend to follow them, at least, so I can avoid hassles later on. That's a technique you can use to get by in the workplace. Keep it in mind.
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I'm here in this famous tourist spot, but I can't really spread my wings while my boss has her eye on me. I guess I'll do what I usually do on my lunch break and find a spot to Roost...
#entering that time of the year where my phone gets full so i'll archive some stuff here 🫡 feels like this could be useful for my writing!#anyway you guys. the first convo line... is he talking about kabu. tell me that i'm not hallucinating or reaching here. is this him talking#about their different values... that he knows he can't match kabu's passion but he's happy to know that someone like him exists?! 😭😭😭💗💗#pokemas said old man yaoi and gave us a FEAST apparently... aokabu/silverstreakshipping fans we keep winning 🗣🗣🗣#also not larry telling you how to ditch your boss' orders lmaooo 😭🤚 what's next my king? gonna tell us to read fics during company time?#his love for food is sooo endearing though... mayhaps the way to his heart is a good home-cooked meal 🥺 i think he'd appreciate that!#also the roost reference... the sky reference... more larry alt is coming. elite four larry is coming. trust#gym leader larry#elite four larry#pokemon#pokemon larry#pokemon scarvi#pokemon scarlet and violet#pokemon masters ex#pokemas#pmex#pokemon masters ex spoilers#pmex spoilers#pokemas spoilers#scarvi#paldea#pasio#larry pokemon
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Let's just say I got hit by them once again 🐮🦝
#kamen rider#kamen rider geats#kr geats#keiwa sakurai#michinaga azuma#keimichi#michikei#tokusatsu#artists on tumblr#fanart#as i said on bsky i had more people coming to me to compliment my work and thanking for the keimichi meal#thank you all btw <3 anyway — that is enough to motivate me a lot to draw more yknow BUT ALSO#I was contextualized about how fandom was when geats aired and why this ship was so dry back then whICH I WAS LIKE WTF—#so here i am doin my part to revitalize it i think?? xcvnkvnxvifdvoivx#the bottom right one (not the beroba and kekera lol) i actually had this one sketched for quite a while#but all the rest i did immediatelly after i came back home from gym — then I blinked and it was already past 11pm#anyway its almost 1am as i write those tags and I gotta sleep#now we're back to my wip schedule lets hope i can finish the comic i still have to begin this weekend at least
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telling myself to continue on like normal and write like normal but how am i supposed to do that when i know my world is ending in 24 hours?
tw for tags: i accidentally rambled on and aired out all my grief for my dog
#ive known since the moment we got the cancer diagnosis id be losing him#it doesnt make it easier#tw pet loss#ive experienced a dog dying unexpectedly and now a planned death#i have decided there is no death thats easy. you'll always wish it went the other way.#in 24 hours ill be loading him into my car one last time#ill be joking about how heavy he is as i lift my 'heavy baby' into the backseat#i'll be babytalking him the entire drive and nearly dislocating my arm just to pet him at the red lights for the last time#i bought him reese's peanut butter cups. because he loves peanut butter and deserves to taste chocolate before he goes#i got him all his favorite treats. been feeding him all the meals he'd beg for that id say 'dogs cant have'#i just. this is hard. im losing my baby. my best friend.#the 'aggressive' boy no one wanted for 2 years until i came upon him and said 'hes coming home with me'#people keep telling me i dont have to be in the room when it happens but how could i do that?#how could i leave him alone this last time (arguably the most important time) when the day i brought him home#i made the promise that he'd never be alone again?#how could i do that when every time hes sick he wants me near him? puts his head in my lap?#how could i when during my roughest times he protected me so fiercely?#the only time he's been anything but a gentle giant has always been when he protects me#how could i not protect HIM one last time?#im sorry. im in my feels. this fucking sucks.
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Decadence ✨
Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me
#Home again already!! Very pleasant meal tho. Multiple old ladies told me I'm beautiful ✨🥳#Bringing in the new year in style! Jk I'm in my pjs now but keeping the lingerie and make-up#satans knitwear#alt pinup#pinup girl#20s inspired#bi girl#cheeky#uk girl#wlw#pretty lingerie
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Zionists/Symathizers who say "Palestinians should be taken by Egypt/Lebanon/Jordan and just live there forever" have no idea what a refugee camp is like.
#you all sit at the comfort of your air conditioned homes#meanwhile people in refugee camps struggle to find their next meal#my family member told me about how she didn't have running water for days#she didn't have food except for bread thyme and olive oil for days#how the concrete houses they slept in were so cold in the winter#how severely overcrowded they are#how terrible the healthcare is#you lot have no idea what that does to a person growing up#my family member can't remember most of her childhood because of that shit#fuck off#you will never know their pain and yet you still make decisions on their fate#their lives are ruined#fuck you#what are they supposed to do now mother fuckers
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phil cooked for dan when he was sick 😭 he got an onion 😭
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Psst want some some angst?
Odysseus with flowers woven into his hair, around his wrist, his ankles/ his neck/. Odysseus with his hair oiled and his skin scrubbed clean.
Calypso forces him into the bath. Forces him into clean clothes makes it so that he cannot move protest or breath while she brushes his hair. The flowers won't come off, even when he claws at his skin making himself bleed, even when he yanks chunks of his hair out trying to dislodge the pretty blossoms. Calypso heals him anyway makes his skin flawless, regrows his hair. She likes him looking pretty, likes him looking like he's loving life. Won't allow anything from the outside world to touch them, even if that's odysseus himself.
After all, she can't have anyone thinking she doesn't look after her beloved mortal. She's heard how the other gods treats their pets, how rough they are. But she's different. See how well odysseus is taken care of? And why would he even want to think about anything else when /shes/ right here. So what if he's a little resistant to the idea right now? Odysseus, the poor thing, is battered and traumatized it's natural that he'd be a little confused. One day he'll snap out of it and thank her. She just knows it.
#The odyssey#epic the musical#Odysseus#Calypso#Tw: self harm#Tw: rape#Tw: that time Calypso kept odysseus as a sex slave for seven years#Saw the idea from a different Tumblr user of odysseus looking healthy and clean on Calypso's island and that stuck with me#Bc historically sex slaves were kept as pretty as possible and I don't think odysseus would be an exception to that#And Calypso strikes me as someone who wants things to be pretty and prefect at all times (this is paradise afterall)#And this fits well with Calypsos whole oh but I'm /helping him/ I'm not the issue it's all the other trauma#That I'm so bravely helping him through even though it's so hard yes I am good for him see how much better he looks now shtick#And this really drives home odysseus's lack of agency here#Ohh odysseus developing an eating disorder because the only thing he can control (sometimes) is his refusals to take meals with his abuser#Tw: eating disorders
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New Age AU (Obtaining Killer)
Hey guys! Through with a bot of stuff for the day and I have a sneaking suspicion that this stress headache will not leave me until I finish some projects for work, so I *may* be m.i.a. for a hot second until they stop.
In the meantime, I want to drop this! (Unedited, unrefined, raw off the slab style)
Andddd @ancha-aus and @papiliovolens ! Hello! (Mutzelputz if u see this, the tags weren't working for some reason, I apologize.)
Hope y'all enjoy!
Ccino had convinced him to leave the castle. After nearly a year had passed since his last true public appearance. Since he'd stolen the apple from his brother. Nine months had passed since he'd sent Dream away. He tried not to think about it.
Nightmare had been finding out a lot about his magic. How it made him jittery, and how he felt like he understood so much more. How it made him deeply paranoid, quick to react.
How it made people listen to him.
He figured it was because he was scary now. The negative magic condensed over every inch of his bone wasn't exactly appealing, and the extra limbs which had sprouted from his spine now acted like his own personal weapons. If someone didn't listen, didn't give him an answer he liked, the limbs moved without him even thinking.
It had taken time to learn to better control them. Even now, they writhed in his wake. His nerves expressed through their lashing and twitching as they hovered just above the ground.
The streets weren't exactly crowded.
Upon word of the King's arrival to this small providence, Nightmare had found that many people fled from his path. His travel party of several soldiers, and himself on horseback. He'd always wanted to ride horses. The traitor twin was someone that every citizen wished to avoid.
Ccino had coaxed him outside with promises of fresh air. Apparently there were promising young members of the city guard that Ccino swore would be wonderful future knights. Young warriors for him to bring up loyally under his name, no fear of betrayal.
It had made sense, at the time, but Nightmare hadn't chosen to recruit any of them.
It wasn't to say he didn't want to. Several of the humans and monsters were very talented, and he did his best to give them praise, but he could tell. None of them wanted to work under him. They didn't like him. Rejection and hatred that had pierced him immediately, he could practically taste it.
Ultimately, they would do better here in their hometown. A place they were passionate about protecting, and with people they cared for. Night would not try to mold promising soldiers into his perfect guard. No matter how smart of an idea it may have been.
And so he'd moved on.
Night had visited several smaller shops, onces which couldn't afford to refuse him, and he bought some fabrics, a trinket, some small thing from each place he stopped by. He payed exactly the price he needed for each thing. He wouldn't bribe his people, either. The best he could do would be to remain neutral.
He did discover, against all odds, that he was enjoying this day out. Ccino was, in fact, usually correct about this sort of thing.
The travel had been enriching. Almost exciting. He'd never gotten out of the castle much at all, this was all new and excitingly mundane.
Good things do not last forever.
It was almost sunset when he noticed it. Torches being set up, a platform prepared. A crowd gathering.
An execution, came the mutter from one of his soldiers. Though he recognized the set-up, Night had never been in attendance to an execution. He was morbidly curious. The crowd held such a contempt. A broiling hunger for blood.
He wished he'd wheeled his horse away when a few people were ushered out of a nearby building.
The prison, maybe?
There weren't many of them. Nightmare dismounted his steed, and much to the dismay of the soldiers at his side, he found himself sinking. Into the growing shadows cast by the dying sun.
He re-emerged beside the stage, where the few people were lined up. Ready for death by hanging.
That trick wasn't one that Nightmare quite understood yet, but he was always drawn to feelings of intense negativity. He knew that, now. Something about these prisoners were bothering him, even at a distance, and he found himself more curious as he stood before them.
His guards, at the back of the crowd, hadn't seemed to figure out where he had gone. He had the time, now, to loom over the small group of prisoners.
The city guards, the trained ones, had likely seen him earlier at their headquarters. They did not speak even a word against him as he stared.
Nightmare stared at these faces.
A dog monster, scrappy and scarred, black fur clashing against a few patches of white. One of her ears was missing.
A pair of humans, both men, one with long, curly red hair and another with short-cropped red hair and the beginnings of a beard. Maybe they were brothers?
A skeleton. His sockets dripped with black magic, and his soul was a piercing crimson, just infront of his chest.
A flame monster, small and stout. Their flames a flickering green and purple. One of their eyes had a patch over it.
Nightmare was not great at determining emotions yet. He was hardly versed in his own feelings, but there had been improvement recently. Understanding new emotions had been coming more naturally to him.
Sometimes it hurt, but he was learning.
Now, past the blossoms of a headache, he felt a bit baffled as he subconsciously picked through the negativity these monsters exuded. Their fear. Their pain. Their loss, and their anger.
Oh.
"Only one of you is guilty."
He'd said it without thinking, practically announcing it with a voice that still felt unnaturally deep. A voice which rattled his ribcage and seemed to force past the barrier of darkness around him.
The group before him seemed startled. Confused.
Well, all but the skeleton, who seemed to only raise his skull slightly. As though just noticing Nightmare was there.
"How could you have possibly been jailed in the first place?" He muttered a bit quieter to himself.
He knew, deep down, that there were many, many rules in place for situations like this. Laws which he could challenge. People he could speak to. He could appoint members of his court to each of these people and try to earn their innocence through the rites of the law.
Then again, he remembered the rage of the crowd. The frustration of the people waiting to see these killings take place.
He didn't know what to do.
Now the prisoners, especially the two humans, were staring at him hopefully. He'd managed to shatter the negativity a bit. He believed them. He knew this was wrong.
"I don't know..."
The mutter came again unprompted.
These people would not have the means to repay him for his help. He couldn't just waive fees, or risk his court turning against him. He couldn't afford enemies being made so close to his inner circle.
He couldn't just leave them, though. Not after he'd seen the injustice of it all.
Stuck in his own thoughts, he was drawn out of it by a snickering laugh.
"Just set them free." A voice followed, "You are our King, aren't you?"
Nightmare then found his eyes drawn to the skeleton.
The others had eased themselves away from him. He stood, now, almost alone. He seemed unbothered by speaking up, his sockets held in an almost lazy posture. Tension going completely un-held.
He grinned up as the King, and seemed to watch contentedly as the thought settled in Nightmare's skull.
He could do that. Simply waive their charges. Pardon them. He could do that, surely. Many royals had done it before him for less certain terms. His mother had plenty of times.
"And you are guilty. You'll still be hanged. You know this, don't you?" Nightmare asked.
That was when the Skeleton's lazy sockets seemed to tighten with a sort of glee. Some hidden joke Nightmare wasn't privy to.
"Hmm." This was a poor choice. This was a bad decision. "Tell me, quickly, how you came to be here. Before I proceed?"
Nightmare didn't know why he was asking. He was... curious. Just like he had always been.
Very few people would ever speak straight to his face. Ccino, that was the only one who'd done it since his change. Since the prophecy. This skeleton had done it. He'd spoken when no one else could muster even a plea.
The silence he seemed to bring to every room. Broken, just briefly.
The skeleton stared at him a moment.
"Name's Killer, your majesty." The tone was mocking. "A while back a buddy of mine got into hot water, and I decided to help them out. Now, plenty of bodies later, I'm the one stuck on death row."
Simple. An admission of guilt.
Nightmare stared at him some more.
Finally, it seemed his frantic guards had noticed him. Found him. They rushed to his side, though not as fast as he would've liked. He could feel the frustration seeping from each armored body around him.
"You don't have an aversion to it," Nightmare voiced, "Killing, I mean."
Killer nodded. Unashamed.
It felt strangely calm, still. Perhaps it was because the crowd was still chattering. They likely hadn't noticed Nightmare at all.
The king turned to the city guard, still stood on the steps. "Free these four people. My judgement decrees them as not-guilty."
And, before any time could pass in the slightest. "Killer, I would like you to accompany me, before you abscond."
He'd noticed it. Killer had undone his cuffs before their conversation. Completely freeing himself from his weak imprisonment.
Killer seemed amused at the concept of sticking around to chat.
"If you would, I would like to recruit your services at my castle. I need a man who is willing to kill. And kill swiftly." Ccino said to establish an image. It was obvious now that his reputation would remain in the gutter, no matter what choices he made. He was not Dream.
Killer's sockets narrowed.
"And what would I get for being your little hunting dog?" Again, it was bold. It was new.
Nightmare was sure his expression hadn't changed since he'd come before the group. That same angry glare that sat permanently along his skull. The magic had an image to project.
His tendrils flicked, slightly.
"Payment, room, Fresh meals, and any other amenities you may like, so long as it does not break our treasury." He replied, "All I ask is that you simply obey me. And Me alone."
Not true. He'd probably ask for him to listen to Ccino as well. Once he knew for certain he'd stay.
Killer seemed to be thinking. He eyed they king, up and down. He looked to each of the guard around the king. The ones who were back in position now, though Nightmare could feel their annoyance. Their confusion.
Then Killer turned.
Then he turned back.
"Mm. Can't be worse than the ol' noose." Killer replied. "Funny way to run a country, my king. Hiring the first murderer you spot?"
Nightmare didn't humor that with a response. He was honestly shocked the skeleton had even agreed.
Though, all of that negativity had been swapped out for a glee. Something deep in Killer had changed during their brief interaction. A hope. Night could barely grasp the edges of its existence with his subconscious. But it was there.
.
He ignored the crowds as they grew confused. He ignored the worry pouring from the criminals as he had them released and informed them of their pardon.
He did not ignore when his guards told someone to keep their distance. He glanced up. Killer was standing beyond the guards, looking bored.
Nightmare, trusting fool he was, didn't even ask a guard to watch him to ensure he stayed put.
"Stand down." He ordered the guard, who begrudgingly allowed the skeleton to smugly slip past.
His tendrils kept the monster at a distance Night preferred all on their own. He seemed to take the hint.
"They're all gonna be dead by morning, you know." Killer voiced easily.
Nightmare turned to him, confused. What did he mean by that? He'd pardoned them?
"Are you deaf? The crowd wanted us dead, especially me." He chuckled, "Leaving them here is definitely going to get them killed. If the crowd doesn't rip them apart the second you leave, then it'll happen at night. There will be no witnesses."
Oh... Night hadn't fathomed that these people could turn on the innocent once declared. It hadn't even crossed his mind. Did they have a home to return to? A family they put at risk?
The noose was a fast death, but being murdered? That would've been so much worse.
He could tell, by the way they evaded looking at Killer, that he was right. Nightmare would be sentencing them to a new sort of death if he did it like this.
But he didn't have time for a trial. Or several. The sun was going down, abd Ccino expected him back. The castle needed him present, or they might revolt.
Someone might hurt Ccino.
Oh, he was such a poor ruler. He did not know his people well enough. How he lamented the lessons Dream had taken about crowds and current issues abd how to be likeable.
Night didn't know how to handle this. He was still learning!
A trembled in his hand. He tucked the limb quickly away from where it had been lightly clutching his tunics thick fabric, now hiding it beneath his cloak.
"Killer is right. It won't be safe here, for any of you." He spoke. Thank the gods it didn't sound as shaken as he felt. "I extend an offer to you all. You may stay here, or you may come take up positions among my staff back at the castle. Unlike Killer, I do not expect any crime from you, but you will be paid and housed."
The offer was met with a roar of frustration from the crowd, Nightmare chose to allow his guards to handle it. He watched, carefully, as the four looked between eachother.
The brothers agreed first. (They introduced themselves as brothers as they knelt in thanks.) Then the Dog. She said she had no family left to watch over, starting a new life would be for the best.
The flame refused, saying they would leave town by morning, and try to stay safe.
And so, Nightmare left the town with four new party members. Each had been provided a horse, each tied to one of the guards. Aside from Killer, whose steed was held personally by Nightmare.
He figured Ccino would chew him out for this, for bringing criminals into the castle when he was sent to collect soldiers, but Nightmare had a good feeling about these ones.
They did not hate him. Or fear him. He was helping them. And it felt good.
#hoping this posts. i put it into drafts first...#new age au#Night is a little poorly written here. but I promise it's intentional.#i love making the narration feel just as displaced as the character it's followinh#also. might write smth for Killer's pov of this because I can promise you#90% of it is “this loser has no clue what the fuck he”#'s doing“#in a mix of awe and amusement#and he 100% started with ulterior motives and ended up having a change of heart because of the whole#him sensing vaguely that Night was a weird paranoid kid still#OH#and that odd bit in the middle where Night is doing stuff isn't fleshed out very well#but it's meant to be a show of Night making sure his presence is known + gauging how people react to him being perfectly normal#and more importantly#he lost track of his plans. he's actually not supposed to be doing that. he's still a kid and he wanted to explore!#mm#okay#one more note#Nightmare takes those people back with him right? his castle staff is like 20% people from before and 80% people he freed from#unlawful situations or took in when they had nothing#the public sees it as him taking in shifty#evil criminals. but really? these people look up to nightmare because they were at their lowest and now have stable lives + homes and even#families sometimes#it's just cool#inside the castle is a lot safer than outside#even tho Ccino is still the only one who prepares Night's meals I think a good hunk of the staff would maul anyone they found w/ poison in a#mile radius of the kitchen.#raughhhh#okay fr last thing#I love Killer :] Him being the first is so important to me and I think he deserves the happiness ever
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day 2: best way to a person's heart is through their stomach! ♡
"yamato. quit clingin' on me." "just one more!" mwah. ".......yama, please. you're so heavy. go cling on chika." "yeah right. I'd rather not have grill marks on my face." sluuuurp.
burgers for pookiebears. chika's tummy is rumbling! ♡
#i'm more of a foodie than both of them but yama will eat whatever i wanna try#we always go out to new restaurants when smth opens up#by my request#also#he's not a bad cook! better than me with certain meals i think#i'd say he's a better cook bc he's good at experimenting and i'm a better baker bc i'm better with following directions#chika is a disaster we don't let him near anything#as if he'd even want to#but a grill's a grill. ykwim#i also just get fed up with yamato for how often he wants to get takeout for chika#like do yall know you can make burgers at home.#it actually works out great bc sometimes restaurants (mcdonalds) fuck up chika's order#but it's always perfect in vee's kitchen ♡#venchiya <3#my art <3#14 days of cupid's arrow#DONT LOOK TOO CLOSE AT ANYTHING I WAS RUSHING#w/ endo yamato#w/ takiishi chika
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i'm not suggesting anything i'm just showing you. these random subtitles that follow each other. i'm doing this for no reason
#fjdkf. i will also point out that this is the scene right before peach rolls over in bed to find home next to him. staring#i'm saying this for no reason too obviously#*#peaceful property#what IS home going to do?? the HOTTEST EXORCIST IN TOWN#... is cooking meals on pangpang's review channel.#yes those were two normal sentences describing these screenshots why are you looking at me oddly
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okay it’s been a day and a half…y’all a WILD thing happened on Friday
#I was stuck in DC for the night bc of my flight situation and staying with my bf’s mom#who’s lovely and I was excited to see!#and so we went out to dinner together at a local Mexican restaurant#and while catching up over dinner she starts telling me about some home renovations she’s been doing#and is showing me before and after pics on her phone#and while scrolling…she scrolled past a NUDE OF HERSELF 😨😭#she flicked it away quickly and maybe she thought I didn’t see ?????#but neither of us acknowledged nor will I ever acknowledge#the rest of the meal was fine but I was like ☠️ afterwards and told my bf who was like no no no no no#but yeah…..figured I’d share with y’all 😳
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Pennsylvania, I am super disappointed in you and disgusted by you. If this moldy peach wins that's it. I'm fucking leaving. My life is already a dumpster fire but I'd rather drown myself in a tub than live through another 4 years with that rapist as president
#us politics#us presidential election#election 2024#pennsylvania#swing states#hopefully it's not definitive just yet#but seriously I'm struggling to wrap my head around it#HOW ARE YOU ALL FORGETTING THIS#how tf does a convict who incited the jan 6 attack on the capitol get to run for president again#when convicts can't even VOTE in this country#explain to me right now#and caused the HIGHEST DEATH AND INFECTION CASES IN A FIRST WORLD COUNTRY#HE'S RESPONSIBLE FOR OVERTURNING ROE V WADE AND OBSTRUCTING ACCESS TO HEALTHCARE FOR PEOPLE WHO NEED IT#HE HASN'T WORKED A DAMN DAY IN HIS LIFE TO GET WHERE HE IS. HE'S NEVER HAD TO LIVE PAYCHECK TO PAYCHECK.#HE NEVER HAD TO GO DAYS WITHOUT MEALS. HE NEVER HAD TO LIVE IN A HOME INFESTED WITH MICE AND HORNETS.#HE'S NEVER HAD TO WORK 3 JOBS JUST TO STAY AFLOAT#HE'S NEVER FOUGHT FOR US ONLY HIMSELF#FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU#TRUMP SUPPORTERS DON'T EVEN FUCKING TOUCH THIS POST I WILL SMITE YOU#he was impeached not once but TWICE
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