#but i liked it!! and i never finished it!!! i wanna know how it ends!!!!
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wendichester · 2 days ago
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summary. dean winchester doesn’t really do dating apps. but then, he matches with you.
pairing. dean winchester x reader
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You almost didn’t swipe right.
His profile was suspiciously vague—just a single, grainy picture of him leaning against a sleek black Impala, wearing a worn leather jacket, a confident smirk playing on his lips. No bio. No interests. No cheesy pickup line.
Just Dean, 35 and a damn good smirk.
You stared at it for a moment, finger hovering over the screen. This guy could be anyone. A serial killer. A scam artist. A catfish. But something about that stupid smirk made your stomach flip.
So, against your better judgment, you swiped right.
And to your surprise, you matched instantly.
Now, you’re sitting across from him in a dimly lit bar, a little buzzed from your second drink, trying to process that yes, this is real, and yes, he is even hotter in person.
Dean Winchester is a flirt. A charmer. He’s warm whiskey and cocky grins, all easy confidence and smooth one-liners. But there’s something else, too—something genuine beneath all that bravado.
“So, tell me,” you tease, swirling your drink, “do you always meet women off Tinder, or am I special?”
Dean huffs, shaking his head. “Sweetheart, I don’t even know how I ended up on that damn app. My brother set it up.”
Your eyebrows shoot up. “Seriously?”
“Yeah.” He takes a sip of his beer, lips curling around the bottle in a way that makes your stomach flip. “Said I needed to ‘get out there’ more. Thought I’d just get a bunch of bots, but then—” He gestures at you with his bottle. “Lucky me.”
You roll your eyes, but you’re smiling. “You’re ridiculous.”
“I prefer charming.”
“Debatable.”
His grin widens, and God, he’s got a nice smile. It’s not just his looks—it’s the way he looks at you, like you’re the only thing in the room worth paying attention to.
And maybe it’s the drinks, or maybe it’s the way he keeps looking at your lips, but there’s a charge in the air, crackling, electric.
Dean leans in, forearms resting on the table, voice dropping just a little. “You’re a lot cuter than I expected.”
You arch a brow. “Expected?”
He shrugs, smirk playing on his lips. “Well, you never know with these apps. Thought I’d get catfished.”
You scoff, pretending to be offended. “You thought I was the catfish? That’s rich, coming from a guy with one blurry picture and no bio.”
Dean chuckles, eyes twinkling. “Okay, fair.” He takes another sip of his drink, gaze flicking over your face, warm and amused. “But if I’m being honest, I almost didn’t swipe on you either.”
Your heart dips slightly. “Oh?”
“Yeah. You seemed…” He searches for the right word. “Too good to be true.”
The words catch you off guard. Your lips part slightly, and Dean holds your gaze for a moment longer before glancing down at his drink, almost like he hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
The air between you shifts—less playful, more charged.
You tilt your head, giving him a soft, teasing smile. “So, is this the part where you ask me back to your place?”
Dean hums, tapping his fingers against his glass. “Tempting. But I’m a gentleman.”
You snort. “Oh, really?”
He leans in a fraction closer, voice dropping lower. “Yeah. Which means I’ll at least walk you to your door before I start thinking about how bad I wanna kiss you.”
Your breath catches. His tone, his expression—it’s all heat, all smoldering intent.
And suddenly, you’re not so interested in finishing your drink.
It’s a blur after that. The way he keeps his word, walking you to your door like some old-school gentleman—until you pull him inside, pressing your lips to his the second it closes behind you.
Dean groans, hands gripping your waist, pulling you flush against him. His mouth is warm, insistent, and when his fingers slide into your hair, tilting your head back, you let out the softest sigh.
His body is solid beneath your hands, strong, radiating heat. And when he backs you against the wall, pressing his hips into yours, you feel just how much he wants this.
“Jesus,” he pants against your lips, forehead pressing against yours. “Tell me if I need to slow down.”
You shake your head, fingers curling into his jacket. “Don’t you dare.”
His chuckle is dark, rough, as his hands skim down your sides, settling on your hips. “Bossy.”
You grin, dragging your nails lightly down his chest. “You like it.”
He makes a sound low in his throat, then lifts you easily, guiding your legs around his waist. You let out a surprised laugh, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.
“Show-off,” you murmur.
Dean smirks. “Told you, sweetheart. I’m charming.”
And then he’s carrying you toward your bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him.
Later, when you’re tangled together in your sheets, breathless and warm, Dean lets out a satisfied sigh, fingertips tracing lazy circles on your hip.
“Gotta say,” he murmurs, “best damn Tinder date I’ve ever been on.”
You laugh, stretching against him. “Oh, so you’ve had others?”
Dean pauses, then smirks. “Nope. Just wanted to mess with you.”
You swat his arm, and he catches your wrist, bringing it to his lips. The playfulness fades slightly as he looks at you, something softer in his gaze.
“Glad I swiped right,” he admits quietly.
Your heart does a stupid little flip. “Me too.”
Dean’s smirk returns, but it’s warmer now, fonder. He pulls you closer, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to your forehead.
“Told you,” he murmurs against your skin. “Lucky me.”
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ghostgirl-22 · 13 hours ago
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feminization and crying art cause Ik he’s a crybaby twink
Yes!!
Art always gets emotional when Patrick gets a girlfriend and he doesn’t have one. He acts like he doesn’t care but sometimes he cries, sometimes he pouts but he is always so dramatic when he has to do things alone because Patrick’s got a new girl. He goes crazy when Patrick gets Tashi.
CW: 18+ NSFW, what it says on the tin. D/s if you squint. Not proofread is the standard so you know… feel free to comment or message for egregious errors.
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It’s not enough that Art was on the verge of tears on the court. Patrick catches him properly crying after he mops the floor with him and wins Tashi’s number. He’s in the bathroom of their hotel room, eyes red rimmed, eyelashes webbed, cheeks stained with tears and flushed so beautifully it’s like he’s purposely applied blush to them. He takes sobbing breaths. His lips are pink and plump like he’s got on lipstick, they’re wet with tears as his nose runs freely. His eyes narrow when he looks up at Patrick, humiliated all over again. It’s the prettiest he’s ever looked. Patrick can’t take his eyes off of him.
“You won okay. Can you get the fuck out?” He snaps, can barely throw any heat behind it. He’s too weepy. Patrick gets this weird idea in his head. He’s just left Tashi. He fingers her little black panties in his pocket and approaches him.
“Aww Art don’t be mad at me,” Patrick says gently. Walks up so he’s directly in front of where Art sits on the toilet lid and tangles his fingers into soft blonde curls.
“Oh please Patrick, I don’t give a fuck.” Art says and it seems like he wants to mean it, while trying to worm his way away from Patrick’s touch.
“That’s not what it felt like when you kissed me last night, man,” Patrick says and Art goes still.
“That was… that was…”
Patrick straddles his legs, crotch in line with Arts face, shutting him up again. Patrick’s getting hard, not hiding it. Art always acts like it’s the end of the world when he can’t have Patrick all to himself but he’s never quite fallen apart like this. And not even 24 hours ago he was pressed against Patrick’s lips, letting Patrick lick his way in. After much too long Art looks away from Patrick’s now prominent bulge. “Get the fuck away from me.” No heat behind that either.
Patrick settles on his lap, Art’s breath hitches. Patrick runs a hand over his warm wet cheek, thumb lingering at the corner of his lips, they twitch involuntarily. “Don’t waste these pretty tears. She’s not gonna replace you sweetheart. You’re still my girl.”
“What are you doing?” Art whispers.
“What are you doing?” Patrick answers.
“I’m not—I want her. I’m not a girl.”
“Yeah? You don’t wanna be one of my girls?” Patrick is so close he’s watching the blush spread. “You don’t wanna let me feel you up under your little skirt. Feel how wet you get for me in your lacy all white panties cause you’re such a good girl, Art. You don’t want to be mine?” He brushes his thumb over Art’s pink lips.
Art takes a stuttering breath. “Shut. Up.” He whispers. But he’s shifting under Patrick’s weight. His shorts rising up his thighs as he gets hard, exposing more vulnerable pale skin for Patrick to fixate on.
“Come on, Princess. Angel. Sweetheart.” Patrick sighs in his ear. “Put your hand in my pocket.” Art looks at him, curious, before slipping his hand inside, knuckles grazing the length of Patrick’s cock without meaning to. He pulls out Tashi’s panties.
“I just finished eating her out.” Patrick continues softly in his ear. “You want me to taste your cunt next, baby?”
“Oh my god,” Art breathes, “fuck you.” But he’s gripping the panties so tight.
Patrick grins, before pressing their lips together. Art kisses Patrick like he’s greedy. Like he needs it. Nothing like last night, it’s fierce, forceful, hungry. Patrick’s mildly stunned when Art bites his lip, he pulls back and Art’s eyes are glittering with tears as his chest heaves. Patrick grins at him, tasting the trickle of blood just a moment before Art catches his breath smashes their mouths together again. Patrick’s got his hands all over Art’s lithe form, his hips bucking up in search of friction. Art is sniffling the whole time as if Patrick can possibly be anymore aroused.
“Come on baby, lemme kiss your cunt,” Patrick stands up and pulls him into the bedroom. He follows, easy. Patrick pushes him down on the bed, crawls between his thighs. His mouth is practically watering as he fills it. Losing himself in the smell, the taste, the feel of him. Art’s knees drawn up on either side. He’s thrusting his cock down Patrick’s throat. Moaning. Sniffling. Patrick’s almost gagging on it, grinding hard against the bed. He could do this for hours. He could do it all fucking night, but his mouth fills with heated liquid just a few minutes later. This aching cry spilling from Art’s lips at the same time and Patrick’s shivering while he swallows on it. Doesn’t want to waste even a little bit.
When he’s done sits up and jerks himself off. “Such a pretty little girl,” he sighs. It’s nonsense, Patrick knows it but it’s got him so hard. Art’s watching him like he’s fascinated. His skin is all glowy his eyes wet, legs open, shirt lifted, shorts halfway down with lacy black panties stuffed hastily in the pocket, his cock still purplepink and softening on pelvis tummy. Patrick sits up on his knees as his balls seize up and he’s suddenly covering Art with sticky spurts of white, like he’s claiming him. “Mm my girl.” He hums, “all fucking mine. Gonna fuck you next time sweetie. Gina fuck you so hard.”
“You’re so fucking gross,” Art whispers. Taking a breath as Patrick crawls up the length of his body.
“I know,” Patrick grins and Art pulls him in for a kiss.
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atleastpleasetelephone · 2 days ago
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Little Darling - a year later
A/N: Well I guess none of you were expecting more Little Darling - I certainly wasn't expecting to write any more! But here's a fluffy little bit for @fluffbruary - taking the prompt hands although I think that was for about 7 days ago!
Little Darling masterlist is here.
Pairing: Old Man!Elvis x OC - Tegan
Word count: 812
TWs: None! Pure fluff and a little kiss!
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Tegan almost falls into Elvis’ arms at the end of the training session, she’s so tired. She usually tries to keep a sensible distance from teacher, so she doesn’t get accused of getting special treatment by her classmates, but today’s lesson has been punishing. Probably her own fault for having a few weeks off really, having too much fun celebrating her anniversary with Elvis, but it’s really taken it out of her. 
“Well done today, honey,” he coos at her as he leads her over to the bench at the side of the room. “Ya look beat.”
She groans, taking her belt off and looking about for her things. “Remind me to never take three weeks off in a row again.”
He chuckles. “My fault, Tegan bach. Takin’ ya away on fancy vacations.”
Pulling on her socks and shoes, she looks around as the hall slowly empties, students waving as they leave. Elvis waves back, dropping the odd comment about how well someone is doing, how their kicks are coming along nicely or that they’re really getting the hang of the kata they’ve been learning. Tegan smiles to herself. He always has a kind word for everyone, no matter how long they’ve been there or how terrible they still might be at karate. It’s one of the things she loves about him the most. 
She leans her head on his shoulder as the last person leaves. “Mmmm. Yeah it was a good holiday though. I’d like to be back in the Bahamas right now.”
Elvis turns a little to press a soft kiss to her forehead. “Me too.”
Tegan sighs softly and closes her eyes for a minute. Her muscles are aching already. 
Elvis looks down at her lovingly. He’s been thinking lately that maybe he should stop teaching entirely, leave the Karate schools to Lisa or someone who wants to manage them, and take Tegan away to live somewhere tropical and beachy permanently. He’s not getting any younger. The more he sits here, in rainy Memphis, the more appealing the idea becomes. His eyes drift down to her hands, both resting on one of his thighs, and he notices the cuts and bruises there. Scooping them up one at a time, he starts to press gentle kisses to her knuckles. Her eyes flutter open again. 
“Oh!” She exclaims, softly. Not even realising her hands were damaged, she suddenly feels  a little overwhelmed at his tenderness.
“Sore, baby?” He looks up at her with those beautiful blue eyes and she feels like she could melt right there on the spot. Idly wondering if she’ll ever get over how beautiful he is. 
“Little bit.”
He smiles against her skin. “Am I helping?”
“Always.”
Finishing his ministrations, he carefully replaces her hands and then cups her cheek gently, looking into her eyes with a seriousness that makes her stomach twist. 
“I know ya love ya job, an’ yer apartment,” he begins. “But uh… that vacation jus’ made me think… I'm gettin’ old, Tegan bach, an’ I don't wanna live out the rest a my days here,” he gestures around to the empty hall, “teachin’ like this. I uh… I wanna retire an’ take ya somewhere warm ta live. Nice beach somewhere.”
His eyes shift around nervously. He knows how much she likes her life now, and values her independence. But he's been thinking this way for a while now. The vacation had just solidified the decision. 
Tegan bites her lip. The vacation had made her reevaluate a few things too. Part of her had been scared that despite everything they’d been through they wouldn’t last a year, and when they did and their relationship seemed stronger than ever, she had started to wonder just how long Elvis could keep up the travel related to managing the business. And how much she wanted to be away from him, insisting on keeping her job in case things went wrong. 
“Yeah I do love both of those things,” she replies. His face falls a little so she continues quickly, “but I love you more, ‘raur. And if you want to retire and take me to live on a beach with you… I think I can probably manage.”
His lips curl into that cute lopsided grin and his hand slips to cradle the back of her head. “Are ya sure?”
“Am I sure I want to live on a beach with the love of my life? Yeah I'm sure.”
“Oh honey I love ya so much,” he mumbles, as he presses his lips against hers. 
“I love you too, cariad,” she replies, a little breathless from the passion of the kiss they’d just shared. “I don’t want to waste any more time apart. Let’s go home and figure out which Caribbean island we want to spend the rest of our days on.”
Elvis chuckles. “I can’t wait, baby.”
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rackartyg · 2 years ago
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when i was 14, i stopped reading books. i’ve always put it down to being humongously depressed at the time, which isn’t, like, untrue, but a much more significant reason was that the time i previously spent reading, i now spent on social media.
i was allowed to get my first smartphone when i was 11, started saving up for it for, and then actually bought it when i was just shy of 13. then i got tumblr and youtube and started spending more and more time on there, and my reading time decreased until it was nonexistent, and it stayed that way for years.
then the pandemic hit and i started reading again, just a little, and then more when i switched to e-books, because it made my book as accessible as social media. it’s been a bit touch and go since then due to my mental health, but i am actually reading again, and i love it. but i’m still spending too much time on social media and these last few weeks i’ve come to realise that i don’t even enjoy it that much, really, so why am i doing it?
so i’m going to put hard screen time limits on tiktok, reddit, and twitter, hopefully for the whole summer but we’ll see how it goes. and a soft limit on tumblr. i won’t do anything about desktop because i don’t waste time in the same way there. but i’m putting limits on my phone and tablet. actually i don't know if the screen time thingy on apple lets you put hard limits but i'm going to go find out now!
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doomedclockworkdotmp3 · 4 months ago
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heeyyy gaaanggg
the pose and the background of the album version (left) are based on oingo boingos only a lad album art. not cause i think he has anything to do with it but just cause ive been wantin to draw that pose for like. weeks and i didnt know who to put there. so why not my latest bug man.
#my art#digital art#digital painting#fanart#resident evil 7#ethan winters#goddd PLEAAASEEEE#i havent known if i was gonna post this or not multiple times in the process of drawin this. but ultimately i spent too much time on it to#NOT post it. embarrassment be damned#but at the same time what am i even doin yknow. what is this what is goin on pleaaseee PLEASEEEEE#I DONT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT RESIDENT EVIL!!! I DONT KNOW N O T H I NG I KNOW LESS THAN NOTHING#HOW?? HOW DID I GET HERE??? WHY DID THIS HAPPEN???? i know exactly the answer to all those questions but it still boggles me how fast this#happened. usually it takes WEEKS if not MONTHS for me to start makin fanart. this was faaasttttt TOO FAST and im like. genuinely constantly#thinkin about this game. im ALWAYS thinkin about this game. part of why this took me so long to do is cause i always wanna play re7 or thin#about re7 in a strange and deranged way. ive actually genuinely been SICK WHAT HAPPENEDDDDDD#im losing it!! anyways this took me a looonggg ass time and i redrew it soo many timmmessss#i did like. 3 lineart passes. the album version i did 3 shading passes. i really struggled!! and ultimately i dont know how i feel about it#like i kinda resent it. for takin so long and makin me suffer so much#never again. never again will i spend that much time on a drawing. i HATE when drawins take a long time. i HATE that. it makes me madddd#ive been insane. ive been so insane. and im not gettin better like i cant sleep sometimes cause im thinkin about this game and this guy and#that gal like i think about them!! so! so much!! oh my god!!#in the time it took me to finish this ive done like 10 sketches for other pieces like. and ive had like 3 ideas ive written down.#and like 50 that i havent written or sketched.#IVE WRITTEN POETRY!! P O E T R Y !!!#i write the occasional poem when im feelin some kinda profound emotion but i NEVER write poetry about media SOBBING#anyways thats the post i think this is the beginnin of the end so lets hold hands and pray. ugh sorry if i get sick. im shakin.
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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 2 months ago
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Only two chapters left of Wobbly Hearts and then I’m DONE. 21 is pretty much finished I just got to edit it and look over it and all that, and 22 needs some tweaking but its almost done too and I’m AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA longest I’ve ever worked on anything like this and it’s almost done!!!!
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musings-of-miss-j · 12 days ago
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slowly but surely going through the holy trinity of tumblr fandoms. superwholock you may be more legend than substance at this point but i will collect all three like pokemon cards
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liquidstar · 11 months ago
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a friend who'd wait :)
#im posting this very late because i was sort of weary of how it came out and ended up messing w it until it was like 4am oops.#and i have plans tmrw so... oh well! i did my best and ill put it out while i can!#and i tried to make the scene match barnard's colors lol#finn's ocs#finn's art#i know i said id do more sillay stuff with the simpler screentone only style but i had a couple more of these in me#and this is the first piece im making thats like an actual part of the story too rather than just setting stuff for fun#i wanna write something to go with it too but for now ill just sort of briefly explain the context in the tags here:#barnard has a pretty bad case of OCD and his compulsions have made it difficult to make friends in the past#he was never outright bullied or anything but people just didnt really have the patience to deal with it#he has compulsions that include stuff like walking through doors until it feels right and needing things to be perfectly aligned#which in group settings has lead to people having to wait for him to finish his rituals and join them#they might find it tolerable at first but eventually they grow impatient and hes just... not invited to stuff anymore#but juno is a newer member of the guild who ends up frequenting the same library. hes also kinda a little weird#and they dont become fast friends or anything but just sort of naturally spend time in the same place#though they never plan meetups they eventually fall into a routine. around the same time theyd just both be at the library#and read next to each other. and maybe talk a bit. and eventually they end up walking back to the guildhall together#since theyre going to the same place after all. and juno always waits for barnard outside the door#eventually barnard asks if this bothers him. juno kinda just tells him 'of course it does' without any malice or anything. just a statement#barnard is surprised and apologizes and juno says not to. but the next day juno doesnt show up at the usual time.#barnard assumes hes committed somekinda more by bringing it up. he ends up staying there late reading to get his mind off it & not ruminate#but when he leaves juno is in fact still waiting for him down the hall (see pic) having collected a bunch of books literally abt ocd#he fell asleep bc barnard stayed later than expected. and hes an eepy guy generally. and also one very bad at expressing himself#but now barnard gets that juno's 'of course it [bothers me]' had the implication of 'but its worth it' which no friend has previously done.#and from the interaction juno was also able to understand that this isn't something barnard just does for the hell of it so. he studies.#and checks a bunch of stuff out because he thinks it could help his friend too (theres ocd workbooks and such- i remember working w them)#and thats the point where they became more ''friends'' than ''pleasant library acquaintances''#from there on they also do get into juno's problems. whole other bag of worms. but this specific scene is more about bernard from his pov#sorry about when i said briefly explain. i lied </3#but compared to the whole sequence im picturing its brief so shhh
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ambersky0319 · 20 days ago
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also fuckin hell mad props to my coworker for training me to close my very first day with just the two of us and the fact that i did well
cause FUCK is it hard
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andragoras-in-vanity · 1 month ago
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im distraught, my rook has elgar'nans vallaslin.....
#I DIDNT KNOWWWWW#i just LIKED IT#IM NOT EVEN ACTUALLY DALISH IM FROM NEVARRA!!!!#IN MY CANON I GOT THEM AFTER THE WAR OF THE BANNERS TO FEEL MORE CONNECTED TO BEING AN ELF!!!!!#ITS WHAT THEY GAVE ME DURING MY RITUAL!!!! I DIDNT CHOOSE THIS!!!!!#how in dai did i end up with mythal and junes and this time....i chose fuxking elgar'#i cant#i just cant#how did this happen#they need to refresh your memory before you go into these characyer designers 😭#i could not have chosen worse i swear#not im stuck thinking about rook finding put about the gods and being horrified to the point of puking#just like 'hold on i need a second' and all you hear is them barfing as soon as theyre out of sight#i dont know whos bellara and davrin have though but i bet neither of them are as fucked up as i am abt it#i wanna believe rook heard all the elven stories growing up from elves who joined the mourn watch so they werent totally in the dark#when they got their vallaslin? but obviously didnt know the whole truth until the plot of veilguard 8 or so years after the fact#like i feel so bad for the dwarves im so upset for harding especially as a syrface dwarf but holy fuck theres three of us with slave marking#none of us are okay......#why isnt davrin more bothered than he is by this he seems like he should be so pissed about being lied to#but im also confused cause i thought the dalish elves were specifically from the south#so dmetas crossing threw me off a bit#but whatever i was raised with the dead in the necropolis what do i know😭#i cannot believe this#i need to go back to dai and swap my two main elves tattoos tho i feel like darcy should have had mythals and mahanon should have junes#it would make more sense#i never did finish my beloved qun in that one either#im so nostaligic for that game#long before the traum of this one
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curioscurio · 1 year ago
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Yooooo you worked at Michaels too?
(Ex-Framing department employee here)
YEA LETS GO EX-FRAMING DEPARTMENT they never even got around to teaching me production it was all wrapping and taking orders :/ Idk how it is at other shops but we only had 3 people working the whole frame shop. One person did ALL the frame assembly and us other two handled everything else. Was absolutely not worth $11/hr. man fuck retail. FUCK Design Hub too, if I may
#id come in for my like 4 hour shift and would have to run + close shop which included wrapping#wrapping storing calling for all orders done plus get all yhe frames lined plus unpack and clean up all the new frames coming in all by#all by the end of the night PLUS frame shop had to clean the bathrooms every night#plus actually running the front desk and taking orders and sometimes ppl would take hours picking matts that would cut into the time i had#to have everything else finished PLUS if i for some reason had everything done on time theyd make me run sales floor too#it was insane all the stuff they had me learn for such shit pay like. and#never work michales but never do it around the holidays more important#you will never escape the glitter#all that and my framing manager never got around to teaching me how to assemble a frame.#at least it was nice to hide in the frame shop so i wasnt talking to customers 24/7 but still#customers treat you so horribly like i was sweeping once and this lady comes up to me like saying the bathroom was disgusting right#and i get it. it was always disgusting. but we did clean it every night. anyway its hard when you cant just tell people that 1.#1 we clean them every night so if theres a huge mess in it most likely it was another shopper who pissed on the floor just cuz.#and 2 they only give us a mop and some pine sol to clean the whole 2 bathrooms every night. dont blame me blame michals lol#everything else was just so stupid#i wanna know how many framing department ppl everyone else had because we had 2 part time and 1 full time and i was only there a few months
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todayisafridaynight · 11 months ago
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tw // suicide
on twitter some ppl were talking about THAT jo scene from iw again and someone commented fucking "you know he was thinking about using that gun on himself" and im not sane anymore !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! added something something his faith in ichi kept him hopeful enough in the moment but then when he went to jail oh. ohhh !!!!!!!!!!!
nooo cause if That Jo Scene is the flashback scene with hoshino's death that really had to be SUUUCH a low point if not top five lowest points for him i wanted to throw up watching that <- replays it in my brain constantly
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crackedship · 5 months ago
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i wanna write feysand fanfic but i don't remember what they're actually like at all, so if i end up posting it i beg that no one complain that they're out of character, thank you
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penitenteyeball · 14 days ago
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Dum de dum dum
Gonna add max tags and max characters to each cause who cares
#the limit to the number of characters is 140 and I can’t use the same tag twice so this may take time. also I can’t add commas easily so sor#ry for the run on sentences. I doubt anyone will read all this. it’s gonna take a while to write. maybe I just keyboard smash. but that seem#s unoriginal or cheating. and I also wanna use chat gpt but that feels kinda lame? it’s frowned on so much and I don’t wanna be frowned on a#nd idk. I guess I care about what strangers on the internet care about more than myself. which I shouldn’t. I’ll be better tho. anyway i ams#going to be rambling a bit here. but I don’t care. probably no one will read this anyways. maybe I can try some constrained writing prompts.#what with only 140 characters. people usually write a lot of stuff and better under constraints. cause humans be weird sometimes. why on ear#th did I do this to myself???? maybe I will smash!!! agdkdgakfhs!!!! SHDOAGSKFHSJ!!!! bleaugholofomodowopoidk!!! weeepeedeepeedooooooo!! idk#this is boring. I’m only 8 tags in and I’m tired. who knows why I do these things. the mind is a mysterious place. who knows why we do wha w#e do. …. …. idk man. I was gonna say some more stuff about the mind and how weird it is. but I forgor ): now I feel a bit s#ad. but maybe I will remember before the end of this…. spaces make it easier so#spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaceeeeeeesssssss. lol#gonna copy paste 138 spaces in a row and copy paste. then add number at end to make each unique… then this would go so fast…. but is#that cheating? I mean I put these rules on myself. only I would really care if I broke them. but it feels wrong to#so maybe I’ll get this done naturally. with a whole bunch’s spaces to replace a comma. it’ll go so much faster. (:#tag 15. halfway there. goin faster than I thought it would. time flies or something ig. I have an idea#imma try to say all the copypastas I kinda know by memory cause who fucking cares: firstly first. I am gonna do the one about the fitnes#“the fitness gram pace test is a multilevel test that involves many things. like running and sit-ups and push ups and jumping jack eh idk#now for rick roll copypasta. not a real rickroll tho cause there is warning so it’s all cool. I think I’ll stop early like line six or I d k#you know the rules and so do I! a full commitment is what I’m looking for. you know the rules and I do too. never goin to give you up or let#you down or dessert you or anything like that. (I’m jokingly doing it wrong. I actually know them alr. cause been roled a bit.) gon stop now#I know just the starting quote kinda of bee movie. but non else. idk what to say. am tired. is late so idk. idk#this post is taking way to long. I’m on like the second day typing it out ):. I don’t know how much more I can take…. but I must per#servere!!! if I add spaces. then it’ll be done. much quicker. (:(:(: plus I can spam emoticons for fun. :3#:3:3:3:3:3:3:3. (:(:(:(: (;(; :/:/. -_- \: 0: [:<. :>]. =). $). ^_^. *_*. (: I love emoticons#~_~. :p :P. :D. d: :b. q: i-i. T-T. T_T. j-j. -w- uwu. owo. ö. ü. :B. :ß. :oo#:O. :1). QwQ. k: 8ooo>. (|). or i guess (:) might be more anatomically accurate. :+|. •_•. .-. ._. :7). :)#27 tag hereeeeee almost donnn eeeeee. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. heheh. fun. not actually to bad. this was kinda nice.#yayayayayya. we about finished. Twas a fun time. idk why i did this. ig it was kinda fun. noiceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee#words words words. just mostly nonsense. fun fun fun. idk idk din. ooooo. wwww. owowow. nyaaaaa. meow#3030303030!!! 30!!!! last one woot woot. fun’s. hope reading was fun. i liked typing it. so long and thanks for all the fish.(:
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arolesbianism · 5 months ago
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Earlier I encountered another fun isat glitch while fighting the king but this time instead of Odile crashing my game she decided to just stop taking damage and tbh that's how it should be all the time. About to take damage? Don't.
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danielnelsen · 6 months ago
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well i guess i can play bg3 now, assuming it finishes downloading sometime in the next 2 months
#personal#despite following many people who are very into it i still know absolutely nothing about what it's about#like i know the premise of the brain tadpoles but that's it#i definitely need to do something fun after the last few days of supervising peach#(update: after not eating or sleeping for 3 days she is now doing both! she's very hungry and very tired and im very relieved)#but also after the last 6 hrs of just non-stop downloading and installing things. windows is sooo bad for upgrading#all the dai dlc probably has another 20-30 mins left and then ive finished all the da games and also all my modding tools#i think im actually not bothered even transferring my old saves for the da games. i never go back once ive finished a playthrough#i guess the only thing is if i wanna play da2 before next playing dao and have to use a custom worldstate hm#the only other thing is that dao doesnt connect online anymore so i have no achievements or rewards for completing dlc#it wouldnt be too hard to find my user profile file on my old hard drive but i almost wanna start from scratch and see how long it takes#the thing with that tho is that it's probably the worst (or maybe best lmao) game to have my achievements reset#because it takes a minimum of 6 playthroughs to get all achievements (assuming you finish every game you start)#for da2 it's 3 (reach kirkwall with each class) and for dai it's 1#but dao has an achievement for each origin and even other than that there are achievements for filling each ability tree#(min 5 playthroughs of the base game or 3 with awakening) and all romances (4) and all endings (3 i think)#anyway. whatever i'll decide later. the only utility of achievements are the dlc ones that unlock items#huh this is a post about bg3 and i spend most of the time talking about da#anyway bg3 currently says 2 hrs remaining but that'll probably speed up once the dai dlc finishes. only have trespasser left#and whatever tf 'english voice over pack' is??
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