#spoke to me by that tree

[oh-but-like-in-an-ironic-way]

Apologies for the blur my camera was in cardiac arrest because of the rain

Some more photos from my walk to the coast (tags are deranged sorry)

[rendevok]

step into the light

what do you see?

my sun,

my stars

shining on me

[sweetiepotatofry]

okokokok

OKAY! so my take on what in the literal name of Irene was going on in the anniversary video is:

I think that SMP!Aphmau goes into the mind of post mcd Aphrene (the Irene we see in angels fall), she is not literally in Phoenix drop, she is just in Aphrene's memory of Phoenix drop. My theory, which stems from my personal experiences with flashbacks, is that Aphrene was having a really rough flashback around the same time one of the smpmau's was having an 'in Minecraft!' Video go wrong. Aphrene dragged Smpmau into the Irene dimension the same way she did with Aaron in emerald secret. The reason why I think it's specifically a flashback is that not only are the memories of MCD super jumbled, it's also notably only the traumatic ones she's remembering. Smpmau doesn't stumble across a maid cafe hidden in the hills, she's swooped up by a LITERAL WYVERN and meets K.C. in another dimension. Recalling a memory usually follows a timeline, flashbacks usually don't.

Okay I know what you may be thinking, 'Why would Aphrene drag Smpmau to solve her flashbacks' My answer to that is, if you had the chance to drag a happier and sillier version of yourself into your most haunting memories with the chance of them becoming happier and sillier, would you take the chance? I would, the various memories of my trusted guards trying to kill me would still be there, but now I can smile at the thought of threatening them with a flame thrower. Aphrene had basically nothing to loose and all to gain in this scenario, if Smpmau failed she would just be back at square one, if she succeeded she'd recreate a feat she had already done before.

Not to mention what the 'Angels' said about it not being the void that dragged Smpmau there. Because it wasn't, it was Aphrene.

Tldr: whatever undiagnosed mental thing I have going on, Irene does too, and instead of therapy she dragged Smpmau to try and solve it.

[spokeplush]

mohwee stimboard to fill my brain itch.

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inspired by me and @pretty-house-pretty-garden

[kittyplushy]

*putting a landmine down here* nobody step on this unless you want toxic yuri explosion

[ddodol]

people suspecting seunghan and eunseok hung out bc of his wv post omg my eunhani i love them sm

🍨 anon

they were hanging out, i was there !

[williamkisser]

Reflecting by the nature! by polish artist Celina Dominikowska (1853)

[despite-everything]

i hate being autistic. someone polished my boots too much and now i want to kill myself

[whoa-where-did-the-pancakes-go]

Well. I have to go break up with my dnd girlfriend later. Please help

[flovverworks]

five yrs in forgotten valley would help akira tremendously

[void-tiger]

Oxytocin low. Send hugs.

[probablypossesedbysatan]

Pls look at the tags on my part, idk what came over me

i don’t want to derail my own post but i just have to address

I’m sorry??????? You “KNOW” nobody on THIS hellsite

Watched

The

Fucking

Lorax????

[wistrea-gone]

HIIIII IM LOV U

HI I LOVE YOU MOOOOORE 😭💕

[zombirps]

I, similarly, only do anything in life to get art references. Why am I laying under this bench at 11 at night? Because I wanted a reference of that broken lamp post, right there, that I thought would be neat at some point but I still have not drawn it. I do not ever need to draw it. I only want it, for the moment I may 'need'. No, I am not taking pictures of you and your family, inside your house, for any reason at all, besides the fact what if I NEED that reference? No, I am not taking a picture of your adorable outfit on this mannequin to sell to your competitors, I am going to draw my blorbo in it. I'm getting distracted. What's your cutest outfit.

the main driving force in my life is acquiring information. if you ever see me doing something stupid please understand its because i have probably developed some bizarre idea about how to acquire more information and i have disregarded other concerns ("safety," "politeness") in favor of my ultimate goal. what am i going to do with this information? nothing at all. i am going to sit on it like a dragon sits on its golden hoard. dragons dont need gold to buy anything they are just using it as some type of really big couch or sensory sand type of situation. this is my relationship to information. in the past i have been happy to eat villagers in order to acquire my information but i am trying to be better now and only blackmail them, which i understand is more polite in many human cultures. im losing track of this metaphor. someone tell me a secret.

[unsound-unbody]

got accosted by some old dude in the park today because i was having a moment of being hopelessly inflamed with the prophetic spirit quietly repeating myself "they all remember what was forgotten" over and over and staggering like a wounded animal but he didn't know what the geese and ducks and crows, rocks and trees remember which is that heaven's distance from earth is illusory and the moon hides every day beneath every body of water before surfacing at night so you shouldn't cry because the moon is gone

[yeagersss]

Sukuna x f!Reader

In which Sukuna brings home child Uraume — 1

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You rubbed your eyes in disbelief as you stared at the child hiding behind your husband's legs and peaking at you.

Sukuna didn't pay attention to your questioning stare, he simply sauntered in to your shared home and tossed the meat he had hunted on the table. As if it was just an average day for the two of you.

Except it wasn't because there was a child right next to him.

"Um... Love?" You questioned softly.

"What?" He grunted.

"Mind telling me who... that is?"

Sukuna crossed his upper arms while resting his lower on his hips. He shrugged. "Our ice house is no more. This child can create ice so I brought them home."

Of course he did. Leave it to your husband to replace an actual functioning cooler with a literal child.

Speaking of a cooler...

"The icehouse is broken? I swear it was perfectly fine when I went there this morning..." You mused.

But a quick glance outside the window confirmed that it was indeed broken. Crushed by a tree and blood splattered everywhere from the meat stored inside of it.

And just one look at the fallen tree, you can tell what—no, who was responsible for this destruction. There was a large, clean cut right at its base.

You turned to your husband with an accusing frown but he opted to not look at you. He knows that the moment he locked eyes with you, he'll have to face your wrath and.... He'd rather not.

You sighed and shook your head before walking over to the child who stepped away from you the moment you got closer.

You stopped, keeping your distance and smiled kindly. "It's okay. Don't be afraid, little one. I won't hurt you."

Your voice was soft, your eyes were kind so when the child looked up at Sukuna and saw the way he was looking at you, they knew you were trustworthy.

And yet...

"You won't harm me but... I can harm you." Was what the child spoke.

Your heart sank at their words and the way they looked away. Their gaze was an empty and distant void. This poor child...

But the King of Curses scoffed at their words. "Go to her. As long as I am here you cannot harm her."

You were surprised at how this child had came to trust Sukuna that they took his word and slowly stepped over to you. Besides you, no one else in this land would ever dare trust him. Then again, your husband never gave them a reason to.

You went down on your knees to be at the child's level. A small, loving smile graced your features as you reached over to brush your fingers against their cheek.

Ice cold.

But that didn't stop you as you brushed their hair in comfort. "You poor thing... Just what have you been through?" You asked softly.

The child kept quiet, their eyes gathered with unshed tears. They closed it to stop them from flowing down. And then, very very tentatively they leaned into your touch.

"...You're warm." They mumbled.

Your heart warmed at those soft words. You were happy that this child had found comfort in you.

Despite being the King of Curses' wife, you loved children. You always wanted one of your own. You had even managed to convince your husband to have a child together.

But those dreams were far gone when you found out you were infertile.

It took a while but you had gotten over it. Though part of you still wished that you can have that. A small family with your husband.

So when you looked up at Sukuna, that's when you noticed his gaze. A look that was only reserved for you. Tender, soft and... loving. But there was another meaning behind it...

This is my gift to you.

Your heart leaped and you felt tears gathering in your eyes. The smile you gave him was nothing short of radiant that had him looking away from you. But you knew he was flustered just from the red tint on the tip of his ears.

You laughed softly and got on your feet, gently pulling the child close to you. "What's your name, little one?"

"Uraume."

You hummed. "Uraume... What a beautiful name. Are you hungry, Uraume?"

Uraume felt their stomach grumble just then so they softly nodded.

"Very well, then I'll get started on dinner."

Uraume looked up at you, their pinkish eyes staring at you with a curious glint. "Can I help?" They asked.

You smiled, running a gentle hand through their white hair.

"Of course."

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