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sheenapr · 2 months ago
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thatbitchmabel · 8 months ago
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Late Nights at the CBI
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14dayswithyou · 1 year ago
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Maybe you already ask this already, but I haven’t seen it. your probably not gonna answer this question, since its a secret. but I got two. Later in the game will we learn Ren’s real name? or is Ren gonna tell us? and second, why did Ren change is appearance and personality for us? Was it Mc type? Or himself wasn’t enough?
✦゜ANSWERED: I've mentioned this before, but you'll learn all about Ren and his real name in the future!! In order to get him to revert back to his real self, however, you'll need to make specific choices and reach a certain quota. Otherwise he'll stay as Ren.
As for your second question, Ren changed his appearance to appeal to your current hyperfixation, which is Haruko — a fictional character from an anime called 'Attack On Giants'!!
I know there's a lot of people telling me that Haruko isn't their ideal type at all, but I purposely made this decision because it'd be impossible for me to cater to everyone's ideal type ;v; Having a set character with an established appearance and personality makes things easier for me, and because that's been the plan since the very beginning. I've toyed with idea of giving players the option to choose a different style for Ren at the start of the game, but that would just be an additional workload for me, and there's not enough official 14DWY content released for me to consider working on it yet ^^;
But for those who keep telling me they don't like Ren's persona/Haruko: please understand that if it were possible for me to do it, then Ren would 100% canonically choose your current ideal type instead — regardless if it's the soft, shy boy aesthetic or not. If you like e-boys, then he'd definitely dress like his real self, but he won't show you his true personality because he's been conditioned to vehemently hate it and think it's unappealing since birth.
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kuromi-hoemie · 5 months ago
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ʕ⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴥ⁠ꈍ⁠ʔ ♡⁠ my pharmacist who helped me today says I'm looking as fabulous as ever, they're so sweet to me here (⁠。⁠ノ⁠ω⁠\⁠。⁠)
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lavellane · 11 months ago
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IVE NEVER GOT THIS HOWE DIALOGUE. THROWING UPPPPPPPPPPPP
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icewindandboringhorror · 16 days ago
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It's always interesting to hear about people's weird/unexpected "alternate life paths". Like, something that you could have done with your life, a job you almost took, a school you almost went to, etc - that was still actually realistic enough that it could have happened, but NOW it seems to not suit your current personality.
Like for example, I currently hate advertising (how manipulative it is, brands trying to be 'relatable', social media amplifying it to an obnoxious extreme, etc.) so much that even seeing a little ad before a youtube video is grating to even witness, but there was a point in time where I was genuinely seriously considering going into marketing/making commercials as a career lol. Or like, I have a relative who was very inclined to be a pastor when they were younger, even though today they're a super strong atheist, etc. etc.
#BECAUSE I knew I really liked filming and editing things and doing set design and costume design (from having done little bits of that#here and there in media classes and my own stuff - i used to be a lot more into making videos than I am now). BUT I was always thinking#that a movie is WAAY to big and long. even a short film. So I was trying to think of ways I could still like#have the fun of scouting locations to film and dressing up actors and etc. etc. without it having to be a Huge Million Dollar Production#on tv show or movie level. SO then I was thinking about like... just doing commercials. Or music videos. Like shorter things where I still#get the fun of the filming and everything but it's less of an intensive long term project.#So there is an alternate version of me (I suppose if i somehow did not end up having physical and mental health issues#as badly somehow.. or like.. randomly came into wealth and was able to pay my way through a nice college despite missing#days constantly being out because I'm sick or something lol) that works in some corporate advertising office coming up with commercials#and directing or filming them or doing the sets for them or something in that general vicinity.#I also was considering being a corporate psychologist. or whatever its called.. oh from google:#''Industrial and organizational (I/O) psychologists study and assess individual group and organization dynamics in the workplace''#I don't think I even knew what the job entailed. I was at the time just thinking like.. the type of person that comes into a business offic#and gives everyone personality assessments or does MBTI or big-5 testing crap for whatever reason that some businesses get that#done for people. Really i just wanted to be in a Corporate Big Office setting yet still do psychology. Because I used to be really fixated#on living in a big city. Like the ideas of everything being walkable. picking up a coffee in the morning. walking to my job in a Big#Skyscraper Building. people watching in a huge hotel lobby for lunch. flying frequently (I love airplanes and airports aesthetically).#living in an apartment with a giant window overlooking the city. etc. etc. BUT that was before i had really BEEN to a city. Then I actually#hung around a city a few times and went places and I was like... AUGh... The Sensory Overwhelm.. cars people lights loudness noise scary#everything happening all at once. etc. etc. (though even when I wanted to live in a city i NEVER strove for the Night Life. when i say I#enjoy city imagery I mean like... in the day time. Many people who like cities talk about The Night Life and post pictures of cities all#lit up at night and clubs and dancing and restaurants. none of that EVER appealed to me. perhaps a sign I am not a real city person. Like#I am NOT standing in a crowded bar full of loud people in the middle of the night lol.. get AWAY from me!!) but I do adore the#architecture of like bright white clean sterile modern spaces like huge airport lobbies or malls or etc. I think thats what reminded me of#city and what I liked about the idea of that life. Like I always LOVED the layout of schools and hospitals and trainstations and public#transport in general. Though even then I knew enough that I would not be a good architect/city planner. so I guess my adoration for those#spaces was merely to be channeled into LIVING there. but then I realized I didn't even really want to do that that much. I mean I still#definitely aim to live NEAR a city. like the little areas outside of it. I would never live in a rural place 4 hours from anything. I liter#ally just COULDNT since I need close access to hospitals sometimes lol. But I used to want to live in the CENTER of citites like high rise#condo. and now I'm like.... eh....... perhaps a smaller quieter walkable space nearby lol.. ANYWAY.. alternate me in my Business Suit eheh
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sysig · 1 year ago
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Cat wearing clothes (Patreon)
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tamagotchikgs · 2 months ago
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i thought my mom n sister were asleep but suddenly there was a bunch of yelling downstairs n things smashing n my whole room is getting rumbled
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dashiellqvverty · 4 months ago
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the thing about that last post is that thats exactly how it feels explaining why you are so certain that harry styles is gay/bi for real. except its not obama its. well. you know.
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earlyspringtranscendence · 6 months ago
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finished watching lockwood earlier today and im gutted there wont be a second season bc it's so much better than [redacted] on all levels and ALSO claire finlay thompson of costume design fame i owe you my liiiiiiiife
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enigma-the-anomaly · 2 years ago
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I hate when there is anger inside my body. I am very small and my feelings are very big :(
#it really just does not matter what I do huh#it’s spring break. I was up at 9:30 and happened to stay in bed for a bit and take my time showering and stuff#you know? cuz I’m on break? And can do whatever the Hell i want?#but apparently I was ‘sleeping all day’ according to my mom#and then she reminded me to wash my hair the next time I shower. which is code for ‘your hair looks like shit’#it’s like that one bit from friends where they’re having a funeral for the geller’s grandmother#and Monica’s mom is like “can you imagine being criticized for every little thing you do?#it’s amazing that I grew up to be the life-affirming person I am”#the joke being that she criticizes everything Monica does and is constantly trying to “fix” her#always criticizing her outfit and hair and life choices#like. that’s exactly my mother. and guess what? I fucking hate her!#and—this is a horrible thing to say I know—sometimes I wish she would just hit me#because violence and bruises are easier to spot than the covert belittling and the slow chipping away at my self esteem#all while under the guise of helping me#as if she isn’t insulting me and treating me like a mini clone of her or a goddamn toy to entertain her#she never wanted me she wanted a dress up doll#she doesn’t want nano she never wanted nano she wants a perfect girl who marries a perfect guy#and has perfect grandbabies#she’s tried to strip me of my boricua heritage in unassuming little ways#she’s tried to strip me of my desires and interests and emotions#she’s tried to ignore my trauma and logic away my mental illness#she has tried to destroy every part of me everything that makes me what I am#and she is the victim. the one with the woefully annoying stupid disobedient daughter#because i have resisted her attempts to mold me into something that I’m not#vent#im just so tired of trying to be the person she wants me to be and never being good enough#I’m tired of feeling trapped#I’m tired of feeling like an awful person#I’m so sick of her
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mejomonster · 1 year ago
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Someone please tell Me if aiming for 1 date a week when single is realistic
This book How Not To Die Alone gave such advice and while I realize where it's coming from good intentions in theory (making dating Hesitators who always feel they need to be more perfect before dating to just Go Date), i also frankly don't know how I'd meet 1 vaguely stable vaguely compatible person to ask out in a year let alone weekly.
#rant#like. if i were to meet the once a qeek quota right now?#id basically HAVE to ask out someone with nothing in common or whos in a poly relationship even tho#tyats not what im looking for (so the relationsgip would go nowhere and id waste both our time)#or with red flags (overt ones... which i simply refuse to do)#and then... if somehow i disregarded all boundaries and asked out virtually Anyone#and thats assuming ppl say yes. and i matxhed 10k people once and 1 single incompatible person said yes in a whole year.#well even IF it all worked out and i found one date a qeek.#im chronically ill and have gastroparesis. so SITTING hurts a lot and EATING food is not always possible for me#if i have a bad day i cant eat foods for a few days or week#and even on good days... one bad food choice can mean puking and pain and unable to eat for a WEEK following#so im scared of restaurant food a bit.#because even when i order very safely and barely eat. a restaurant might make a mistake and add food im allergic too#or forget to remove what i asked. or i didnt realize they used dairy in a salad dressing#and then im puking and bloated and in oain and starving for days :/#so like. a coffee date? a tea date? id be up for that. resonably safe its jyst flavored water.#but ANY restaurant or long movie (sitting) or something involving food and im quite scared i would be#very sick the remainder of the week.#and i have othef things to save my energy for vesides dates: WORK MEETINGS. work so i dont call in sick VOMITING.#my family wanting a nice dinner including some bread (and me reallt wanting the bread and to not have to skip dinner so i want to risk it)#my 2 times weekly PT where i cant call in sick and if im exhaustsd and vomiting and in intense pain PT is VERY hard.#my friends who (like dates) often wish to grab food. which as mentioned is always a huge risk and#i always sacrifice Getting to see friends i love with May Be Utterly fucked up for a week :c
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araedi · 1 year ago
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// prepare for a spam soon >:) not freed from college for the year yet but only one more essay is technically due before January so I'm excited to get to some fun writing at last!!!
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dvrast · 2 years ago
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a thing about jesper is that he is constantly afraid. angry and frightened— that's what the fjerdan had called him. what had matthias and inej seen in jesper that he didn't understand ? / [ stop treating your pain like it's something you imagined. if you see the wound is real, then you can heal it. ] / you taught me to lie. [ to keep you safe. ] i had a gift. you should have let me use it. [ it's not a gift. it's a curse. it would have killed you the same way it killed your mother. ] i'm dying anyway, da. i'm just doing it slow. it's a genetic disease, father to son. inheritance. power, from his mother. fear, from his father.
it was one thing to be born zowa in his father's house, a weight impossible to tip - toe around with the old farm floorboards creaking under every step, something reaching deep down in his chest to hold his breath from a young age. it was that easy, as breathing, as long as it kept the fear off his father's face ; even easier, whispering truths like pearly whites tucked inside unassuming seashells with his mother. she was brave, braver than the both of them, and she made it easy, until she couldn't. after her death, colm's fear deepened, widened, and it swallowed jesper whole.
the world was always too small for jesper, too big, for grisha of any kind, an open range with traps and snares littered every few feet like landmines. you're born as prey animals native to every continent, or trained into predators in ravka. there isn't a single hill or meadow that's safe, not really. this is a part of why he leaves for ketterdam in the first place, no matter how afraid he is to leave his da, alone in a haunted house. but he can't stay there, not when it feels like the same thing that killed his ma is lurking under the floor, hiding in the rafters, breathing down his neck. but it wasn't the house. it was a part of him, some heavy, extra organ, and he takes it with him wherever he goes. it begins to feel like some kind of birth defect, something somewhere just a millimeter out of line, killing him slowly with every too - fast beat of his rabbit heart. sleeping, waking, this inescapable, primal paranoia. it'll kill him, just for being born.
jesper has what we would call generalized anxiety disorder on top of his attention deficit hyperactivity disorder, and it's at its worst once he realizes this feeling isn't something he can leave back home in his father's house. one could go mad with it, not a single place in which you can feel yourself, safe, whole, and he feels a little mad, at first, digesting this revelation ; this is his life, a blessed death. this is what it means to be zowa, his mother's son, his father's prodigal, home or far from it, everywhere, anywhere in the world. he can't ever catch his breath in ketterdam, since before even that, light and heavy all at once, a freedom you can only feel from falling. he feels like a dead man walking the streets, less to lose than even that, and it's easy, easy as breathing, to lay down what little money fit in his pockets with or without the promise of it earning any of it back. ketterdam is alive, though, and he learns quickly how fear is in the very air, but with it, an immunity in its people. something fearless in the water. it was almost inevitable, then, that the most fearless creature in the barrel is who jesper finds himself drawn to even more than the promise of a light burning brightest before it goes out, like a moth to flame. kaz brekker makes him feel like he could be brave for the first time since his mother. like he could survive.
fear is a lot easier to face if you don't ever look away in the first place. if you never come down from the high, there's never any crash - landing, and life with the dregs is a rollercoaster of ups and downs to simulate a freefall that's in his actions instead of his bones. joining the dregs, joining kaz, it gives a name to the grip in his chest— a false one, but a name all the same. he can't be afraid of living if he's dodging death left and right. this fear he has is for a bullet in his head, a knife in his back, dime lions or black tips or stadwatch or debt collectors instead of slavers or drüskelle or ravka or poisoned little girls in need of saving or his father's scared, scared eyes— ketterdam is where taking a deep breath could get you killed anyway, and it's the first place he feels he can live in. the first place he feels he could survive, because living in ketterdam demands it.
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cetoddle-archive · 1 year ago
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maybe i’ll try actually getting dressed tmrw and go to the library. it’s just so hot 😖 it’s supposed to be a bit cooler wednesday but still so warm ..
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soft-serve-soymilk · 2 years ago
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I have acquired the books~! …yeah I’m having a normal one rn
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