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runawaycarouselhorse · 6 months
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hard drives now
This and the other ask are not worth my time to answer, but I am not a pedophile. I'm sorry tumblr's got your head on backwards, most of he world can tell the difference between reality and fiction. If you find age gap ships so problematic, you better hold those same silly standards against Sailor Moon, Cardcaptor Sakura, Fruits Basket, etc., and a variety of other works tumblr adores. Oh, wait, you're all talk and you'll still buy merch and financially support the creators while only whining and whinging online about the aspects you dislike because you suddenly know how to consume media critically when it's official, but fail to do so when it's just online fanwork that has a much smaller audience, is tagged so you can easily block it, and the creator makes no money off of it.
(The funniest thing was when antishippers were warned about in Japanese fandoms so artists could pre-emptively block them to avoid harrassment, so a bunch of antis started hiding it from their bios, so they can still consume the art they like by those artists. Hypocrisy at its fnest!)
You can go through my whole hard drive and phone, etc., and you will find nothing, because I'm sex-repulsed due to actual real life childhood sexual abuse. I don't consume any pornography and I think the whole industry is vile and exploitative. Happy trails, anon, it's charming how you feel the need to hide behind anonymity if you're sooo certain you're in the right.
But because my phone's only been here since August on account of my old phone finally breakng so much it can't function as a phone anymore, l'll happily oblige once I move back home and have wifi and share a video of my entire phone gallery (I already deleted my hijab-less pictures), for your viewing pleasure. It's going to be boring. Hospital, medical, some bird pictures, my plushies, and tons of Bashou & Buson art. There's only around a thousand pictures in gallery.
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Character Demo - "Lyney: Secret Inside the Hat" | Genshin Impact
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The Great Magician's hat is said to be deep enough to hide anything.
"Whoa, that's amazing! How on earth did you do that?"
Just at that moment, the unmistakable sound of a meow resounded for all to hear, almost resembling a chuckle.
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carlyraejepsans · 7 months
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oh my god I'm living on my own
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fucklestat · 1 year
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Interview with the Vampire, "Like Angels Put in Hell by God" (2022) // Tumblr user jjbang8 (2019)
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rings little bell more Childhood Friends AU brainrot ehe you as Ajax's best friend for several years, being there when he went missing at age 14. those three days he was gone were the worst days of your life, filled only with worrying yourself sick and searching for your beloved friend, forgetting to eat and sleep even when his parents and yours send you home. it's only when you get the news that he's found, Ajax is home! that you allow yourself to smile as brightly as you did before, excited to see your friend again. you don't get to see him for another week, though- his parents want to have him recover from whatever ordeal he might've gone through, and you politely keep your impatience under wraps until finally, finally you're invited over to his house a little ways down Morepesok. his mother greets you, looking tired but happy, and directs you up the stairs to Ajax's room. the door is closed when you get there, and not even knocking will get an answer, so you slowly crack it open yourself and peer inside. "Ajax?" one bright blue eye stares back at you from inside the dark room and you gasp, quickly stepping inside and closing the door as you stare at what you can only guess is your friend, hunched in a corner. he's taller now, although not as tall as all the adults in your life, and changed. instead of fingers, there were claws; peculiar armor covered his whole body, with a ruff of lilac fur on his shoulders. gone were the squishy cheeks and freckles you loved poking, replaced by a crimson mask-like face with twin horns twisting towards the sky. he sees you staring and whimpers, unable to control his new transformation, turning away from your wide eyes. surely you won't be his friend anymore after this- he's surprised you even came to see him in the first place but this must be the final straw, even for someone as sweet as you- "You're so cool!!" you squeeze Ajax in one of your bone-crushing hugs, the ones reserved for him and him alone, hands patting his hair and fluff in awe. you ramble about how soft the fur is, how spiky his armor is, how cool his mask looks- all with glittering eyes that tell how excited you are and how much you missed him, and Ajax's whines turn to happy little chirps as he hugs you back, his best friend in all of Teyvat. when his mother checks on you both, she sees you and her son sprawled on the floor together, Ajax sleeping peacefully for the first time since he returned.
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Dollars fandom event day 1: Meeting
The man who called himself Angel Eyes could appreciate a good saloon. He liked whiskey, though this wasn't quite up to his standards, and he generally preferred to enjoy it in private rather than surrounded by a crowd of loud, noisy people--but the people were of course the main draw of the place. He studied them, their clothes and mannerisms, amusing himself by guessing where they lived and what they did, ending finally with the man sitting down the bar from him, the man he was deliberately not interacting with--yet.
He wasn't important, but in a world full of unpleasant people he had a special skill for unpleasantness, and a certain lack of self preservation instinct which had led him to antagonize a man who could afford Angel Eyes' payment. For all his swagger he was fairly boring.
Angel Eyes wouldn't attack here--too many people who might interfere, too many witnesses. Messy. But he'd watch, he'd find out where he was staying, and then he'd plan his move. Already by listening to his conversation with his friends he'd found out exactly how long he was in town, and where he was heading after. Angel Eyes considered ambushing him in the desert when he left, but he didn't feel like waiting a full three days for that opportunity. He was sure he could find a good opening sooner. Maybe he'd make it a little challenging for himself on purpose. Make it interesting.
He was idly considering the pros and cons of using a knife versus a gun when the man's head snapped to the side in a spray of red. Angel Eyes jerked upright on his stool. He'd almost missed it. A perfect shot, nailed him right through the temple and out one eye socket. He noted the broken bottle on the wall behind the bar, the rum now spilling off the shelf. Meanwhile, the man's quicker or more foolhardy friend had spun around and reached for his gun and also, unsurprisingly, been shot. Angel Eyes watched him slump to the ground and admired the perfectly centered bullet hole in his forehead.
The man's third friend sensibly took his hand away from his gun, and for a moment the shooting paused.
The shooter laughed. He wore no holster--interesting. Perhaps he appreciated the stealth of keeping his gun hidden in a pocket, or perhaps he couldn't be bothered. He wore light clothes, dusty from the road, wild dark hair clinging to his sweaty forehead. Probably Mexican, probably one of the local bandits. Angel Eyes didn't think he was wanted yet in an official capacity (though maybe today's stunt would finally get his face on a poster) and hadn't bothered to research him.
"Smart! Alright, you can live," he said, waggling his gun at the last survivor of the now-defunct conversation Angel Eyes had been spying on for the past half hour. Interesting. Angel Eyes would have shot him.
The man got up and slunk out, a bit shaky-kneed, following the shooter's prompting gun gestures--he handled it quite flippantly for someone with his level of skill. Then he turned his attention to the rest of the crowd, now huddled in shocked silence.
"Alright, you too! Everybody out! Not you," he pointed at the bartender.
The saloon emptied rapidly. Angel Eyes was surprised nobody tried to exit a window. He sat at the bar and watched the shooter, who was watching the person stampede in amusement.
When he turned, Angel Eyes and the petrified bartender were the only others left in the building. He seemed surprised by Angel Eyes.
"You like danger, huh?" he asked, subtly adjusting his grip on his revolver.
Angel Eyes contemplated the thin ring of liquor still clinging to the bottom of his otherwise empty glass and set it down on the bar with a quiet thump. "Buy me a drink."
The shooter's eyebrows raised. He considered this for several moments, then stepped to the stool one down from Angel Eyes, nudging the body out of the way with his foot. "Two," he said, waving his gun at the bartender.
Angel Eyes took his drink and toasted to him. "Much obliged."
The shooter took a gulp of his own drink. "You like this?"
Angel Eyes shrugged. "I've had worse."
"Look, you take what you can get out here--" the bartender started, before apparently remembering who he was talking to and cutting himself off.
"Quite right," smiled Angel Eyes. He let his drink rest on the bar and leaned slightly towards the shooter. "Now, that man you just shot--"
"Which one?" the shooter grinned.
"The first. He'd upset a rich man. I imagine he upset you, too, at least he was egalitarian about it."
"Ewhat."
"My point is, I was planning to collect money for killing him."
"Ah! That's funny, I got here first! Well, pay me half and I'll let you say you did it."
Angel Eyes laughed. The sound was like something breaking, and the room became, somehow, quieter than before. "No. When I'm paid, I always follow through. But I don't take payment for a job I didn't do. It's just professional pride, you understand."
The shooter looked at him without comprehension. "You don't want the money?"
"I want you to compensate me for claiming my kill."
"HA! I did your job for you and now you want me to pay?"
"Careful," said Angel Eyes to the bartender, who had started to reach for something out of sight, and who immediately froze in a very suspicious manner.
"That better be a bottle you're reaching for, señor," said the shooter, reaching behind the bar.
The bartender raised his hands and backed away.
The shooter pulled an old musket out from behind the bar, laughed derisively and tossed it to the floor.
"Well. Perhaps we should continue this conversation elsewhere, before the rest of the town arms themselves," said Angel Eyes, finishing his drink and standing.
"What is there to discuss? I'm not paying you for doing your job, you should pay me," the shooter grumbled, but grumbled on his way to the door.
Angel Eyes paused in the doorway to look down the street. No posse just yet. He took a moment to light his pipe, then turned and shot the bartender.
"What was he going to do?" the shooter asked, staring.
Angel Eyes shrugged, smiled, and beckoned Tuco towards the horses.
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schrodingers-catgirl · 6 months
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wondering whether i should like. talk about my situation at all? (okay i ended up rambling in the tags so here they are)
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i just want to say that im terrified. everyone i know, everyone i care about, could be dead right now. i have no way to know. its so scary. everything i know has been ripped away from me and im just. scared. i miss having a normal life and im sick of this. its been more than 3 weeks and i dont know when itll ever end. nowhere is safe and i dont know if my house is okay and i just want everything to be normal again
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tamsong · 7 months
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Holy fuck does it ever just Hit You that you’re an adult who lives on your own and does all your own chores and you’re actually an independent being
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kirby-the-gorb · 1 year
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jennycalendar · 8 months
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moved today! there are now 70 tasks for me to complete in the process of setting up my apartment, but the amount of joy i am feeling rn is EXTREME and somehow i am back in may having fangirl feelings about that graduation gift and the amount of love in my life and all the people who fielded tearful texts (and blog posts!) from me this summer. like wow.
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hualian · 7 months
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there's so much to gif I will be spending the rest of the afternoon not doing work and giffing whoops
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axemetaphor · 9 months
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too many of my jdate fics have been Serious and Important. I need to write something dumber. I need to write john dave and amy going mini golfing and john being terrible at it because he just hits the ball as hard as he can each time. and amy is really good at it which john claims is due to her cyborg hand giving her an unfair advantage (shes just better than them at spacial reasoning). I need to write dumb silly fun shit they deserve it
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starlightkun · 5 months
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finally had to buy a new phone 🤢🤢 spending money 🤢🤢🤢
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the-kipsabian · 8 months
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the highlight of my flight was passing out and then scaring myself awake as kennys theme hit from my headphones and the really nice steward asked if i was okay lmao
anyways hi im finally back on familiar ground and it feels sssooo gooood holy shit
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wasteland-lover · 8 months
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pics from like two days ago
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motts-fruit-punch · 1 year
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team awesome doodles
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