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angelrin89 · 30 minutes ago
Have you played any of the Fatal Frame games?
No but I have heard of them. One of my friends from high school used to play Fatal Frame.
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olycnkov · 55 minutes ago
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@kcrclrezni​ said : “What’s THAT supposed to mean?” :: meme
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She was careful not to show it, but Nadya was purring with satisfaction. Apparently, she’d hit one of the princeling’s buttons. Good to know. “I meant nothing by it, my prince,” she murmured, perfectly deferential. “Your sacrifices for the First Army are greatly appreciated. I simply worry that the danger you’re putting yourself in, should anything happen in Os Alta…” a measured pause. “I would hate to see the leadership of Ravka fall into undeserving hands.” Not a threat, not a warning; an observation. A test, to see how Sobachka would respond.
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sniff3rish · an hour ago
all u need is an ask of me saying ‘i love u :DD’ n ull have the full collection
:DD <3
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carmen-sandal-eggos · an hour ago
Alright another question: what makes a hero a hero, and what makes a villain a villain?
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pcacegames · 2 hours ago
𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅: "𝑰'𝒎 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒄, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍." - 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒄 𝑽𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒂 💜 // @hartmuses​ //
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it is late , though he did not look at the clock ; he didn’t have to , the hour it is did not matter really. sometimes when he would glance to see what time it is , he could not help but think about how much sleep he was missing , and how he should get some rest , though he never did. he would rather be alert , be awake in case something happened ; it is not even all that happened , it is more that being in reality , now that he is able to know what is around him and able to perceive life once again , he had a want to become more acquainted with it. possibly it is to remember who he was , though he didn’t know. 
“ i get that , well , not all of it. “ he admits , looking out the window with a troubled look on his face. he had been able to sleep before , he assumes , though now ? it avoided him like most people did nowadays. “ it’s not the easiest to deal with , and people who don’t experience it believe it is a few nights of restless tossing and turning. “ how he wishes it would be just a rough period of time , and not being plagued by his thoughts betraying him every night. the sympathetic smile he offers is not as natural as he would have hoped , though it is better than nothing. 
“ you .. you can sit here , if you want. i’m not gonna tell you to try to sleep , as that would be hypocritical. “ he states simply , bringing his knees to his chest in case she takes the offer , making more room.
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the-blackest-spider · 2 hours ago
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Over the years, Natasha learned in her marriage to Thor and his taking of the throne of Asgard, that the Asgardian people would throw a banquet for just about anything. New Moon? Banquet. Full Moon? Banquet. The day of birth for a past AllFather? Banquet. Natasha didn’t mind them at all, she actually enjoyed getting all dressed up in reflection of her station now, and the food was always beyond divine.
It was a good night of merriment, the air in New Asgard warm even with the sun having finally set. Around them torches were lit, even with the modern conveniences on Earth, some things would never change. They had all eaten well and were watching a little play being put on, a tale of Asgardian history, it was fascinating, but the red head’s mind kept wandering, especially given the fact Thor had rested his hand on her thigh while they sat there, it made it far too easy for her to imagine him touching her in such an atmosphere, the night sky above, the crackling of the fire around them, the bit of breeze that occasionally came in off the bay. 
A camping trip sounded like a very good idea, just the two of them, some time alone and away and spent doing nothing but enjoying one another in every way possible. Thinking about it too much, Natasha shifted a little in her seat, pressing her legs together and deciding it would be prudent to remove her husband’s hand from its current location, taking it in her own, her smaller fingers lacing with his larger ones while she tried not to think of how his skin would glow in firelight while he had his way with her, in his favorite position and hers even if she’d never say it outright, on her knees before him, his hand gripping her hair, his other holding her hips in place while he rams into her over and over.
Closing her eyes for a brief moment, Natasha takes a deep breath and works to get control over her very vivid imagination, this was not the time or place to be having day dreams about getting fucked by the man next to her.
Luckily when she opened her eyes, something funny happened in the production in front of them and the laughter cleansed her mind, a little anyways.
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teeth-kid · 2 hours ago
wowie chimken thats a whole army of anons ya got there :0
indeed they all just appeared. im rich now
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the-blackest-spider · 2 hours ago
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Sleeping in the same bed had become routine for them, it kept him from the floor and got her to sleep, and both rested better when not alone. Natasha could hear James breathing next to her, steadily though with her back to him she couldn’t tell if he was awake or asleep and she wasn’t about to take a peek. She was having one of those nights, her mind alive with too many things to shut off no matter what she tried. Behind her the bed shifted and she stilled, even as solid warmth pressed up against her and in contrast to that, cool metal had slipped stealthy under the old faded shirt she wore to sleep in, mechanical fingers tracing random patterns along her stomach, around her navel.
Natasha shivered feeling his breath against her ear, biting her lower lip as his left hand drifting lower along her abdomen, her muscles twitching beneath his touch. Lower he went, toying with the edge of her lacy underwear, tracing it, making her shiver and scoot back more against him, earning her a deep approving rumble. When those cool fingers dipped beneath the lace covering her, she squirmed as he touched her, going lower until cool met heat.
“Breathe, Natalia.”
That brought Natasha right up out of sleep, scrambling a bit to gain her bearings, finding  she was laying on her back in the bed, and James was over on his side, turned away from her.
Green eyes settled on the glowing numbers on her phone, it was early morning, a perfectly acceptable time for a shower, though she wasn’t so sure a cold one would do any good in this case, so she’d take her usual hot, just shy of scalding one instead.
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ragtime-recluses · 3 hours ago
(: I’m happy. Of course I’ll do therapy etc cause ya know why not - bubbles
Yeah, definitely try and get some support to stay on that path. It’s not easy, but it’s so incredibly worth it. We’ve said this a lot, but we’re really proud of you, you deserve to be very happy -Leigh
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pxppinmolly · 4 hours ago
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I have spent like an hour -- oh my god it hurts to fucking type -- taking down 98 percent of my prints and posters to either get rid of a few, hang up a couple new ones, and just reorganize my wall entirely.
I had them all held up my TACKS ... and had to use my fingers to pull them up, twist them out and push them back in.
The skin on my thumbs and index fingers are cut up, my fingers HURT typing this right now even
but im glad to have done it - but needless to say uh ... no writng with me for awhile.
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anonymouskudoswriteblr · 5 hours ago
All poetry is beautiful, whether long or short, rhyming or free verse.
You don't have to rhyme for it to be a "real" poem just like you don't have to follow a certain rhythm for it to be beautiful and meaningful.
All poetry is beautiful. Period.
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sammyverse · 5 hours ago
whoever on the wincest survey said “but wincest shippers acknowledge how obsessed/insane they are about each other, being platonically in love in a way that surpasses being romantically in love” i am kissing u rn 
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crimeparrots · 6 hours ago
i’ve been looking through some of the Michael mcchill fan art and seeing so many people draw him as a very thin person and, as someone who is fat, that messes with my head so much. can we please not erase plus size people in our art?
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ragtime-recluses · 7 hours ago
*snatches your pie so fast*
I absolutely love pie so so much thank you
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ragtime-recluses · 7 hours ago
uhh any song recs?
Oh wayyy too many. Any particular genre or mood?
Until then, have a bit of everything:
• I Don’t Drink by Tom Macdonald (tw: uses the word r*tarded in the chorus)
• Plain Jane by A$AP Ferg & Nikki Manaj (tw: drugs and sex)
• Not Afraid by Eminem
• Mansion by NF (tw: abuse)
• Tombstone by RodWave
• Clouds by NF
Old School (rap and otherwise)
• Keep Ya Head Up by 2Pac (tw: suicide)
• Thong Song by Sisqo (tw: sexual themes)
• No Diggity by Blackstreet (tw: sexual themes)
• Brass Monkey by the Beastie Boys
• Boyz-N-The-Hood by Eazy-E
• Push It by Salt-N-Pepa (tw: sexual themes)
• Whip It by DEVO (tw:sexual themes)
Classic Rock
• Freefallin by Tom Petty
• Hotel California by the Eagles
• Simple Man by Lynard Skynard
• American Pie by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
• (Don’t Fear) The Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult
• Bad Moon Rising by Creedence Clearwater Revival
• Game Over by Falling in Reverse
• Fake Your Death by My Chemical Romance
• Ghost by Badflower (tw: suicide)
• Partners in Crime by Set it Off
• True Friends by Bring me the Horizon
• Damage by Fits for Rivals
Metal (and adjacent)
• Enter Sandman by Metallica
• Coffin by Black Veil Brides
• Paranoid by Black Sabbath
•Psychosocial by Slipknot
• Killing in the Name by Rage Against the Machine
Alt and Rock
• We Don’t Have to Dance by Andy Black
• Talk to a Friend by Slaves
• Arms Tonite by Mother Mother
• CASIO by Mindless Self Indulgence (tw: sexual themes)
• This is Love by Air Traffic Controller (tw: abuse)
• American Idiot by Green Day
• I Think I’m Okay by Machine Gun Kelly & Yungblud (tw: self harm)
• Feel Something by Bea Miller
• Queen by Loren Grey
• Electric Love by Børns
• Wishing Well by Juice Wrld
• Sober Up by AJR
• Silence by Marshmello
• Afterglow by Ed Sheeran
• Guillotine by Jon Bellion
• Most People Are Good by Luke Bryant
• Follow Your Arrow by Kacey Musgraves
• Homecoming Queen by Kelsie Ballerini
• Humble and Kind by Tim McGraw
• I Hope by Gabby Barnet
• Cop Car by Sam Hunt (or Kieth Urban)
• Summertime by George Irwin
• Empire of Angels by Thomas Bergersen
• Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven
• Clair de Lune by Debussy
• Faded by Alan Walker (they have an instrumental and non-instrumental version)
Sea Shanties
• Hoist Up The Thing by the Longest Johns
• The Flying Dutchman by the Jolly Rogers
• Wellerman by the Longest Johns
• Oak Ash and Thorn by the Longest Johns
• Devil’s Reach by the Jolly Rogers
• Echame la Culpa by Demi Lovato
• Subame la Radio by Enrique Iglesias
• Vivir Mi Vida by Marc Anthony
• MAMACITA by Black Eyed Peas
• La Vida Loca by Ricky Martin
• Drift Away by Dobie Gray
• Asleep by the Smiths
• Sowieso by Mark Forster (in german)
• Killer Queen by Queen
• When I’m Sixty Four by the Beatles
• I Am Not Nothing by Beth Crowley
• Secret for the Mad by Dodie
• the Rent soundtrack (tw: sexual themes and aids talk)
• the Dear Evan Hansen soundtrack (tw: suicide implications)
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ragtime-recluses · 8 hours ago
Go take a lovely soak in a bath/ nice shower and then eat till your full and more. (I have no clue how late I am, tumblr wouldn’t show date it was posted so apologies if it’s too late)
It’s a new date now, but I’ll take that suggestion for today, thanks!
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