The Jimjam Times

hellu it me the jimjams from twitter and insta | OC and Where Winds Meet brainrot

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so um yes this thing is open now ; w ; I don't know how many slots i'm opening but it's not a lot cuz i'm frail and can only do so many things at once

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REJECTED by the little bebi

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weh

bruh what do you mean i have to wait and rest until my body recovers i should be able to just say No to the flu and instantly recover i hate being sick im in pain i can’t Do anything and i don’t like it

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my golden retriever of a boy, stupid as all hell but beautiful and kind

[tupik-the-officer-k-fan]

Me : I love characters doomed by the narrative AND their own thoughts or actions!

Me the second a character is doomed by the narrative AND their own thoughts or actions:

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half of my game time is spent in photo mode im sure

[shadowen]

This is an anti-despair checkpoint! You must share something you're looking forward to before scrolling on.

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half of my game time is spent in photo mode im sure

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new clothes for the boy!!

[telumendils]

hello, average tumblr user. your challenge is to name a canonically lesbian female character in the tags of this post. if you name a male character for any reason, you will be shot in the head. good luck.

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In the darkness of subterranean caverns, the priests of Ashemon celebrate joy, and celebrate life. Hopes, dreams, all the beautiful wonders of one’s journey. Even the smallest light shines brightly in the Underdark, and the Lifefather’s priests vow to protect every spark against the void.

trying to be faster and more relaxed with these (and not cling to them and agonise over every pixel like i usually do ; 3 ; )

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meow

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the soul-crushing feeling of trailing off in the middle of telling a fun story because you suddenly notice that no one is listening, no one is interested in what you have to share, and no one notices that you've stopped talking

knowing they don't mean anything by it. it happens with group conversations. things pop up in sub-groups within the conversation and everyone shifts along. it's never anything personal

but it sucks to be the one left there watching everyone turn away and direct their attention to something more worthy of their time

the year of screaming into a void screaming screaming masking and then screaming some more

[dogweapon]

the author's barely disguised longing for a kinder world

[quietwingsinthesky]

love when ocs grab you by the shoulders and tell you something essential to their lore without you getting a say in it

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The priests of the Weaver Mother paint eyes onto their faces when they wake from trancing. Their long robes and hair trail on the cool stone floors of their temples. Their eyes see the present and the future, their silk reach backwards for the past. Wisdom is sown when all three facets are carefully considered.

a quick experimental piece after the xhs algorithm threw me some ancient chinese paintings and i was inspired

[mixanji]

The priests of the Weaver Mother paint eyes onto their faces when they wake from trancing. Their long robes and hair trail on the cool stone floors of their temples. Their eyes see the present and the future, their silk reach backwards for the past. Wisdom is sown when all three facets are carefully considered.

a quick experimental piece after the xhs algorithm threw me some ancient chinese paintings and i was inspired