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kozesimming · 2 months ago
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Clover Residence
Kitchen ft. butler's pantry
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genericpuff · 10 months ago
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lmao rachel that would all be well and good... if that was actually hades and persephone 💀😭
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that's really the smoking gun here that rachel is 1.) always drawing H x P smut by default and can just put things in black and grey to make it look like any other character 2.) all of her characters suffer from so much same face syndrome that even she can't tell them apart and 3.) rachel doesn't even read her own comic anymore
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artexmachina · 6 months ago
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(Spoilers for Honkai Star Rail Penacony quest ahead) TLDR - This is a story of how I accidentally ended up linking Sunday and Batman. Let me explain.
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So I love whatever Hoyo cooks with their music, because they tend to pull from a wide array of sources and references - particularly with Star Rail, where with each planet/space station/ship, we get something vastly different. Cut to the part of concern with Sunday and his boss form, the references are overtly from classical music. Part 1 of Sunday's boss music is named Symphony No. 8 'A Thousand Suns'. The title is a not so subtle reference to Mahler's Symphony No.8 dubbed as the Symphony of a Thousand. I'm not getting much into how themes of Mahler 8 represent Sunday because that's not too relevant here. It does make perfect sense for his boss theme to however, reference it in name and basic structure. Now, I would have left it at that and carried on with my life until I heard this motif in the beginning of this BUCK-TICK song called Babel
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Which is identical to this organ motif on the OST
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Now considering Hoyo composers' tendencies to make overt references to existing music and rock/metal music's general track record of referencing classical music, I assumed the phrase comes from an existing piece. However, my knowledge of repertoire is not that vast, so I took to reddit. And very shockingly and amusingly enough I was pointed to...The Batman theme with that phrase appearing here
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which begs the question and normally one would dismiss it as a coincidence but WHAT DOES SUNDAY HAVE TO DO WITH BATMAN??? Is this cause Robin cause that would simultaneously be the smartest and dumbest thing at the same time
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For what it's worth, this might be foreshadowing to Sunday's fate post Penacony, but this has affected my pattern recognizing brain in ways I can't even describe because I went in looking for a neatly aligning classical reference and all I have ended up on is...the Batman theme. Of course, one can come up with parallels and stuff, such as this person who helped me find it on reddit
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But all this just leaves me more puzzled from where I initially started. I would appreciate more musings though, if you happen to stumble upon this post
PS: I kind of see a vision of linking Goethe's Faust which is referenced by Mahler 8 to both Sunday and Batman, but it's too much of stretch within the context of something that is at best a coincidence
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leafy-m · 18 days ago
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Had a dream that Olruggio confessed his feelings to Qifrey and after a moment of shock and oh, that explains everything now ala that zoomed-in eye moment from Kitchen, - they kissed a bunch. But then Qifrey tried to convince Olly that they should wipe their memory of the night because things are too complicated rn for a relationship, and Olly was like... "You're a terrible man for making me have to go through confessing again," and wondering if maybe they've done all this before.
And Qifrey was like, "well, maybe I was the one who confessed last time?" and Olly just stares at him like, no way. Because Olly would never have agreed to erasing their memories if he had witnessed Qifrey saying it.
So Qifrey pulls out a paper with the seal on it and gives a half-assed speech about how 'maybe in the future when things are more settled, then they can...' and Olly just watches him, knowing something is off but unable to piece together why. But he gives him another kiss and says he'll be holding Qifrey to it.
They each hold half of the paper and complete the seal. And then... wake up at the kitchen table, the paper a pile of ash beside them.
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appleslices · 7 days ago
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i need to clean my room and do art to cleanse my brain
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phagodyke · 2 months ago
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the masculine urge to take a saucepan off thr draining board and bash myself repeatedly over the head with it until I pass out and no longer have to experience feeling Bad 😍
#struggling to tolerate this one ngl its fucking dire this weekend. i just cant do this man#thr things i would fucking do for attention please. just one person to notice and care in the slighest i feel like im losing my fucking#mind out here how does every single person who has ever mattered to me in my lifr see me in distress and choose to ignore it or maybe they#dont even recognise im ij distress in the first place i dont know whats worse i dont think i hide it well at all im just so done#listen like ultimately its fucking fine. i will get myself through it like ive gotten myself through everything else in my fuckijg life#i dont even feel bad that often these days im doing so so so much better and its so much more tolerable to only have to deal with this#once or twice a week instead of it being a struggle every single day like i dont think i could go back to feeling like that again ever i#dont know how i managed to get througyh it before jesus fucking christ. but i can deal with it i can deal with this#ik ill feel fine tomorrow. its just thr fact im so desperately fucking alone with it that makes it so much worse than it has to be#i fucking hate repression i hate being so incapable of expressing myself that its easier for me to injure myself than it is to talk about#how i feel to anyone i hate being trapped in this stupif fucking torture labyrinth and not knowing how to get out of it and never being#given a single avenue anything to hold onto i hate having to do it alone every single fucking time and when i do try i just freeze out#entirely i cant form a coherent thought my brain enters total fucking shutdown pure static white noise fuzz and i dont know why please#its so unfair i dont think its that much to want a little comfort. just once just for someone to stay with me while i cry it doesnt have#to be more than that i just dont want to be alone like this i just want to feel safe around someone just close to someone just once#and well ill survive without it bc i always have i guess. so far at least. and there are many things im grateful for and i do in general#feel pretty okay my life is pretty good at times even. i feel so pathetic and stupid and ashamed for even feeling like this#but do i have to go my entire life without ever experiencing any kind of real intimacy with another person emotionally that is#i mean physical is nice too and they go hand in hand in some ways but i just want to feel seen and safe over anything.im tired#i feel like i try.but not hard enough i know its all my fault really but i dont know how to try any harder but nothing will ever change if#i dont i cant expect anyone to do anything if i cant rven communicate in thr first place. oh i dont want to think about it anymore#i have a headache from crhing and its not even 8pm ugh. okay. well it is what it is.#ill breathe until i calm down and then tidy up whatever i left in the kitchen and get my work stuff ready for tmr#and polish my boots maybe. and read and go to bed at 9:30 i think. and ill feel fine in the morning#my fault for thinking about it earlier i know i shouldve nipped it earlier on its such an easy spiral to fall into i need to get better#it happens. okay anyway. no cause for concern im good guys. weakly thumbs up at the camera all covered in blood#my period is late actually thats probably all this is lmao. makes sense thinking abt it#cant wait for it to finally start and all earthly desire to leave my body so i never experience pain again amen#.vent#ignore this sorry for being mentally ill im not even that mentally ill anymore so no excuse rly ummmm. bit embarrassing innit.
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marshmallow-biscuit-blog · 3 months ago
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balding old man @sweetiesour45
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pergaminaa · 4 months ago
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Modern au:
So Dorian has this chair, which he has grown to hate.
It's a very comfortable spacious chair. It reclines with a press of a button and has many uses: for work, reading, sex, relaxation, and a lot more.
At nights when he's busy with dinner and Manon is finishing up work, she sometimes uses the chair. (un)fortunately, because she's oh-so exhausted and still tries to squeeze in work, she ends up falling asleep.
This is where Dorian is torn. On one hand, he wants her to rest and if she's sleeping then that's good. On the other hand, he doesn't want her to go to sleep without food. Also, he doesn't want her to sleep there, no matter how big and comfy the chair is. But also, Manon is a light sleeper and she will wake up if he carries her to bed which might disrupt her sleep later at night.
Decisions decisions, he eventually settles on waking her, because it is still early and if she goes to sleep now she will be awake by two or three in the morning which is not good. He can push their bedtime an hour or two later than usual which is a better solution.
#booklr#books and reading#throne of glass#manon blackbeak#tog#dorian havilliard#manon x dorian#manorian#Dorian wants all the things that are simultaneously happening and he doesn’t know what to do#ideally he wants her to work less so that she’s not so exhausted#another thing he can do is ask her to not work at home at all and have her around in the kitchen#they can use the time to chat and catch up instead#but Manon doesn’t give herself any rest she feels that if she rests she will fall behind and her grandmother will not be impressed#honestly the woman is never impressed so why is Manon still trying???#she’s just wired this way and it’s hard to break from it#she’s never good enough and anything she does anyone can do way better#everyone else can do a much better job than her and she hold on to these thoughts#it’s this feeling of never being good enough that drives her#she’s not kind on herself at all#she hangs on every little mistake and stop at it#she’s literally crippled by those thoughts and it doesn’t help that she hears all this negativity often#this is why Dorian wants their evenings to be work free and for them to enjoy each other’s company#he wants to spend this time doing the opposite of what her grandmother does#focus on the positive and remind her of how good she is#he literally celebrates every little accomplishment#because everything she does is great in his eyes#so he needs to focus on that and try to counter the blackbeak matron#he hates her but also knows that she’s important to Manon so he can’t do or say anything about it
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dragoon811 · 2 days ago
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Christmas presents all wrapped.
I survived.
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ssongsboo · 1 month ago
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watching bad cupid m/v and Steve in handcuffs UGH i need him cuffed up in my bed NOW
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OMG ILYSM PLEASE SUB!STEVE‼️SUB!STEVE‼️SUB!STEVE‼️
no but like imagine his wrists cuffed to the headboard, his head tipped back as he looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes. his cocky front is long gone now, replaced by a soft, desperate edge in his voice as he murmurs, 'please... what are you waiting for?'
his shirt is slipping off his shoulders, exposing his flushed skin, and he tugs lightly at the cuffs as if testing your mercy. but you just smirk, leaning in close until your lips are barely brushing his ear.
'patience, baby.’ you murmur, fingers tracing down his chest agonizingly slow. his breath hitches, and he shifts under you, completely under your control, his voice trembling as he whispers, 'i’ll be good... i promise. just don't make me wait any longer!"
steve tugs helplessly at the cuffs, the soft clink of metal the only sound in the room apart from his shallow breathing. his head falls back against the headboard, lips parted and eyes hazy, a quiet plea escaping him 'please... just touch me already.’
you trail your fingers just above his skin, not quite giving him what he wants, and his body shudders beneath the ghost of your touch. ‘i am touching you,' you say, your tone dripping with amusement, watching as his jaw tightens in frustration.
'not like that.’ he whispers, voice shaking as he squirms under your gaze. the vulnerability and neediness in his expression sends a thrill through you- steve, usually so shy and untouchable, is completely undone, entirely at your mercy.
your hand finally dips lower and embraces his length, warm and firm, and he gasps, arching instinctively into the contact. 'there it is,’ you purr, lips brushing against his ear. 'is that what you wanted?'
he nods frantically, his breath hitching, voice breaking as he stammers, 'yes... yes, more, please!’ but you take your time, savoring the way he falls apart, piece by piece, under your control.
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psychedelic-ink · 10 months ago
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If my living situation doesn’t change soon I fear I might just explode from anxiety
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ragnars-tooth · 2 months ago
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One of my big compulsions is taking a fuck ton of screenshots Just In Case a piece of information is important in like 4 years and I can't remember it (sometimes the information is an instagram post that I might not remember later and of course needs to be recorded everywhere (I will Not be looking at that again)) so today is my transfer 16000 images off my phone admin day (woo)
Like yeah I never looked at any of them and they were completely irrelevant to my daily life, But what if I need them ✨️ later ✨️ (you'll see that the idea of Later is doing a lot of heavy lifting here) OR what if there's a vital piece of information in the mix somewhere that I'll lose forever if I delete them? So: onto the external hard drive they go
This is one of those cases where. Yeah. Ideally I wouldn't take 16000 screenshots in half a year. And YEAH ideally I'd just delete them and not transfer them somewhere else to never look at again. BUT at least I get a clean slate and I can maybe not mindlessly save everything for 2 seconds. It's like. Small wins? Progress. Yknow.
#rangnar rambles#i also use my tumblr drafts this way which is how i have probably 2000 drafts for this blog that are just? like me saving a post for 'later#and then theres too many in my drafts for me to even find *MY* drafts#i need to just hard reset the draft function bc its literally unusable for me#'matt this is all irrational and weird' by god. my irrational thoughts disorder makes me do weird shit? are you fr rn??? 😨😨#i get so stupidly in my own head and then i dont make progress towards Anything#even like a fun sideblog where i can actually yknow. post that 2k nightmare? i just cringe myself out like a dumbass 😔#i feel like ocd thoughts always sound lame out loud (and in my head to myself too)#like the Urgency doesnt come across#like in the moment i am Completely convinced that my national insurance number and bank deets are in there somewhere#and theres suddenly no way on earth i could ever find them again if i delete the picture. so to the hard drive they go#i Would go through that whole thing if i suddenly needed a screenshot from 2019 btw. like the crazy isnt theoretical#ive hallucinated gas leak smells before and woken up my flatmates bc i couldnt convince myself i was over reacting#its just cus the seasons have changed that everythings ramping up but omg its hard to do anything but spiral nowadays#thats a little dramatic but i am losing like. a quarter of the day to my ocd#its like. not great 😬#im not back to convincing myself i gave my dad cancer but i am not letting myself use half the kitchen again#but eh soo la voo we ball#HAH i checked my drafts after this and i was lowballing so hard#5.7k on this blog. 12k on my main 💀. its not funny but it kind of is#this is why youll never catch me running a queue#this is such a miserable post but i do feel the need to not let it sit in the drafts pile. to prove the point i guess 💀💀💀#'no one gives a shit this is your blog' 'oh my GOD WHAT IF PEOPLE GIVE A SHIT' <- omg shut upppp youre so embarassing 🙄#one more time for the gallery: i am like. aware that these feelings are irrational. like i am fine it just takes time for reality to kick in#ANYWAYS what was that who said that that was so weird im gonna go look at old romantic era paintings now#if tam is a screenshot fiend in the next fic u know what happened
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bibleofficial · 2 months ago
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counters were literally MADE to be sat on
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doberrrman · 4 months ago
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I have this feeling that I have unofficial beef with my neighbor...
#text#okay so if you wanna know:#this old lady above our apartment didn't like me even before I moved in#when she first met me we had some guys over who uninstalled and took away the old kitchen cause we were getting a new one#and she instantly tried to file some sort of complaint that it was apparently against the house rules to put spacious furniture into the#elevator without some sort of cover because the elevator could get scratches or something but get this#there was nothing in the house rules that said this. my dad even asked the ppl in charge of the house rules and they confirmed that#pretty weird isn't it? well haven't seen each other too often so I had the fortune of not having to put up with her... until 2 days ago#I just did my laundry and wanted to put it up on the communal drying rack in the basement#you also have to know that the neighbors to the right of us smoke weed. A LOT. I don't rly care you do you but they seem to smoke 24/7#So much their entire apartment reeks of weed and they actually open their apartment door for like 1 hour in the evening to air#and of course our entire floor smells. so I get into the elevator and wanted to press the button for the basement floor but I notice it#suddenly goes up. and I'm just like okay fine.... until I run into the weird old lady and we stare at each other awkwardly#and I'm like “well... you need to go up or down...?” and she's like “I need to go down but I don't wanna get into the elevator with you..”#(get ready for what she says next) “... because your laundry smells” and you should have seen my confusion. I was so damn close to saying#“you think I put WEED into my laundry?? are you sure???” but I didn't say anything and just went well okay then not ig#So I go to the basement and put up my laundry a little bewildered but still mostly amused go back up and sleep over it#Well today I returned from college and went down to collect the laundry when I found a little piece of paper hung right next to it that said#“when you leave the washroom turn of the lights” but I swear to god I put out the light I'm 100% sure. And like she also knew I was down#there cause I was in the elevator and like why would someone put in all this effort to print out a piece of paper instead of just turning#the lights off themselves??? Idk maybe I rly did leave the lights on and this is a weird paranoia I'm having#but I can't shake of the feeling that it was her and she's trying to beef with me rly hard. idk old ppl are so weird man...
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eeblouissant · 6 months ago
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Rose wanting Dorothy to be the star of her video project 🥹🥹🥹 the way she looked at her !!!! and asked her first !!!! And was SO passionate about Dorothy being the star (im delusional I know)
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zapsoda · 6 months ago
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i understand how peeta got so jacked from baking bread
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