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Specter 𖦹 21 𖦹 butch
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Spiritually my spirit is always smoking a cigarette but physically i am.not because hashatg smoking kills
Wat does frick my bean mean
Yes master
(to the tune of working on the railroad) iiive been working on the railrooad
Is it bad that I kinda wanna hit my crush with a car and then nurse him back to health like a baby bird or it normal? :)
yorue literaly insane
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they need to come up with more words like necrosis and miasma and mausoleum and cadaver and morose and decrepit and stuff like that just so metal bands can expand their vocabulary
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Susie use little tail and switshed away leaves on a stump before sitting down...
This appears to be a reference to a piece of fanart from 2018 by 苔玉 (Kokedama) on pixiv, titled "しっぽ使いスージィちゃん" ("Tail-user Susie-chan")
Tシャツの発表によってしっぽ無いことがわかっちゃったけどこれはただの二次創作だからなんの問題もないね2021.9.21追記chapter2ありがとう…………………
do you fuck with my unwritten story
do you fuck with the weird guy i made
yo mama so hungry... her belly grumbling could wake the dead!
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yo mama so hungry... the grumbling of her belly could wake anyone from even the deepest slumber!
yo mama so hungry... a grumble of her belly could wake skeletons, dracula, and more!
yo mama so hungry... when her belly grumbled, frankenstein sat up and went "what was that sound?"
yo mama so hungry... the grumbling of her empty belly caused quite a stir!
yo mama so hungry on an airplane... her belly grumbles were mistaken for turbulence, and the other passengers left posthaste!
My dearest companion,
It is with utmost urgency that I commit to paper an occurrence so singular that I fear it may strain your credulity. I trust this message finds you in sound health and undisturbed repose, for I cannot say the same of those unfortunate enough to dwell within the vicinity of yo esteemed mama.
Having, by circumstances too tedious to recount, passed the evening beneath her roof, I was shortly after midnight awakened by a most dreadful and prolonged rumbling, so profound in its depth that I mistook it first for distant cannonade, then for an earthquake, and finally for the Last Trump itself. Imagine my astonishment upon discovering the disturbance emanated not from Heaven or the deepest bowels of Hell, but from the singularly vacant stomach of yo good mama.
The tumult was of such prodigious force that every sleeper in the household sprang from his bed in confusion. Even the old groundskeeper, who I know for a fact has slept through thunder-bolts and musket fire alike, emerged from his shack demanding to know who had sounded the alarm.
I entreat you, dear friend, to prevail upon yo mama to partake of a modest supper before retiring, lest her entire estate be compelled to awaken at the command of her insatiable stomach.
I remain, with every sentiment of esteem,
Your most obedient and humble servant,
yo mama facts
yo mama so hungry... the grumbling of her empty belly can be heard from very far away!
yo mama so hungry... the grumbling of her empty belly once set off an earthquake detector!
yo mama so hungry at sea... her belly grumbling can be heard by the fishes whales sharks and amphibiens under the water!
But I’m a creek. I’m a weird flow.
“i have to listen to my body’s needs” secret boss fight written by person who has chronic and disabling wrist pain which has fundamentally changed his relationship to his hobbies and his job <- i care it as someone who has also had chronic pain in my wrist/hand for 5 years
another thing i tend to think about with this. i also just think in chapter 5 there's a theme of care and dependency. the flowers have extreme guilt over being taken care of by asgore. flowery conceptualizes himself as weak and useless. in the dark world, his fantasy, he tries to return the care given to him to asgore to "make up for" asgore taking care of him when he should've died decades ago. it's an extreme example, but i also resonate with his feeling.
when your body or mind puts you in a situation where your reliance on other people becomes really explicit, you're trained by the world to see that as shameful or to see yourself as deficient. your efforts to ignore your needs just to avoid "being a burden," will leave you worse off. you punish yourself because of deeply internalized ableism.
regardless, even by virtue of being a living thing on this planet, you are already designed to need others. you have to listen to your body's needs even against a society that teaches you you shouldn't. you have to be okay with the fact that you have needs. sometimes your needs are different or are greater than the person next to you, and all you can do is listen to your body and turn to others when you need them. you're still a person when you need people.
when toby says this:
it's interesting to me how much he uses the language of deltarune to express this feeling. your hopes and dreams slipping away, and bitterness growing is literally the explanation we get for shadow crystals (and so wept the fallen star, making rivers with its tears. then, slowly, from the bitter water, something grew. it looked like glass). this is also the crushing feeling when you lose a sense of control when you're in pain, when you can't do things the way you want, the way you used to. but when you find yourself still able to fly, you do so because you've adapted. you've listened to your body. you've learned that listening to your body means changing the pace, letting yourself be cared for, letting yourself be helped.
as far as toby's said it, having to expand his team has made deltarune a better game. chapter 5 is so expansive because so many people helped to make it. Pink's fight has sprite work from guest artists, music with Camellia, bullets programmed by Toby's team. She is, to me, a love letter to Deltarune's development process as a whole and how it has shaped Toby, and a reflection of the kinds of thoughts Toby has shared with us about developing Deltarune alongside pain. I also think it's a beautiful follow-up to Gerson's themes of storytelling and authorship (letting go of "perfection" + accepting the contributions of others = both about rescinding control and embracing perseverance). Pink is also so much more than this, but I've been thinking about this a lot.
his boundless, indefatigable hope and curiosity
Insect, man. Life Science: Based on High School Biology. 1941.
dont talk to me or my clone or my shadow self or my reflection or my me ever again