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So, the next idea I had is. The SAVE system. Noelle is somewhat aware of it, but she doesn't have the same knowledge as us. The Players. The entity outside the game and it's rules. For starters, we have the 3 same Save Slots. In which, anyone can save. What do I mean with this? That Noelle, just like Kris who had their own save file at the start of Deltarune, can save too - and load them if prompted at any time. If the Player presses F1, they will suggest Noelle to load a file and maybe reach a different outcome. She can load any file, including the saves that the Player makes. Sadly, she won't load those save files any time soon, because she is scared of what could happen. The player too, can load any file. However, when the player does - Noelle does not retain any of her memories. So, there is no progress at all. Think of it, as a True Reset. However, when Noelle loads a file, she retains her pre-load memories. The Player is able to overwrite Noelle's files at any time. Noelle needs to ask the entity to erase a file if there is no space to make her save file. If the player suggests Noelle to load, and there is nothing to do - or it's not needed. She will decline and continue as usual.
Who gAVE YOU PERMISSION TO BE THAT HOT?
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me because someone randomly js got inspo on toyhouse like i wouldnt see it,,, your not sneaky
please stop /dir
TW: mentions of serial killers, mental illness, and just a whole ass rant.
Okay time for a hot take. I don't normally post things like this, but I just saw a whole blog dedicated to someone's "love" of serial killer, Richard Ramirez, and oh boy am I bothered.
Don't call yourself a hybristophile because you think it's cute that you're attracted to a literal serial killer. You are sick. You need help. This isn't something for you to humble brag about because it's fucking disgusting.
Richard Ramirez is an awful, disgusting person who did really bad things and took the lives of a lot of innocent people. He is NOT someone to be admired, attracted to, or fantasized about. Plus have you SEEN his nasty ass? He's not good looking.
It's one thing to be interested in true crime, and even to have favorite cases that fascinate you. Don't get me wrong, I love reading about the Dahmer case because there's just so much information to go through. Does this make Dahmer any less of a horrible person? Does this make any of his actions any less evil than they are? No and no.
It's shit like this that ruins a whole community and places a taboo on anyone interested in true crime. This is why everyone thinks people in the tcc are fucking nuts. Keep your weird fantasies for your therapist and keep them off of my dash. I don't want to see them.
TLDR - Don't romanticize serial killers. They aren't worth it and it makes you look gross.
“Alexa, play ‘What is love’ by Haddaway”
the fact that Percy was so willing to give himself up for his friends, even after the oracle told him one would betray him, and he could never imagine being friends with the other *sobs* 😭
Well since tumblr is a free platform and I spend most of my time on here reading, I would just like to say, writing full grown 18+ readers and giving them the likeness of children, or giving them pacifiers, bottles, and babying them or making them overly naive, or having them not know what basic male or female genitalia is, is disgusting and perverted, especially when it comes to characters like Rafe. I don’t care if it’s a request or an idea that popped up, I think we all know better than that.
Thanks! My request, please, for Jack is with shy, new to hockey reader, maybe with him getting busted for spoiling her in ways she didn't know (I love every single dynamic you write). After the first game she attends Jack has to brush off Nico's comments that he got her a front row seat, claiming it's just because it was her first hockey game. Especially Luke teasing because Jack just so happened to give her his jersey from his best game, and the skates Jack got her are coincidentally top of the line. All the while he's trying to not seem to desperate to go all in with her bashful self. This is so bad tweak or ignore all of this please and thank you.
thank you for requesting!🫶🏽
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Everyone had noticed it, yet it was none other than Ellen Hughes who pointed it out.
It was a somewhat surprise to the people in Jack’s life when he told them he had a girlfriend. Like a proper, ‘she’s the one for me’ kind of girlfriend. Ever since he had been drafted, Jack had been hesitant to dive into anything serious, anything beyond a fling or a situationship.
He was the new face of the franchise. He had the weight of everyone’s expectations on his shoulders. He had to prove that he wasn’t just some pretty boy who was decently good at hockey. He had to prove he deserved to be in the NHL, that he deserved to be first pick of the draft.
And at his age, a serious relationship wasn’t exactly high on his priority list.
Until he met you.
The boys had noticed a shift in his behaviour in the early stages of Jack’s relationship with you. The way he would be quick to check his phone after games and practices. The way he seemed quick to shrug off any advances in bars, more than happy to nurse a few drinks and giggle away to whoever he was texting before he disappeared early into the night. The way he just seemed…happier.
Luke was the first to notice something really odd.
“Yeah, my job means I travel around a lot,” he overheard Jack one day, when the boy hadn’t realised Luke had returned early from the option skate. “They are, uh, like road trips, I guess? We are heading down to Dallas tomorrow.”
And then Dawson heard something weird after a game.
“You don’t have to watch,” Jack reassured the person on the other side of the phone, a giddy smile on his face and a blush on his cheeks. “It can get quite long. It doesn’t last twenty minutes, just twenty minutes of actual playing time. It pauses when calls need to be made.”
And then it was Nico.
“No, not a suite seat. I need it beside the glass,” he overheard Jack asking one of the workers at the front office. “Preferably behind the bench. For the next home game.”
It was easy to piece together that Jack was seeing someone. It was clear that she didn’t have much knowledge on the hockey world or how the sport itself worked. And it was clear that Jack seemed eager to teach you, splurging on you in any way he could without you really catching on.
But that plan quickly failed when you finally met Ellen Hughes.
It was coming up to almost a year together when Jack asked you to come to the family skate. It wasn’t the first time you would be meeting his parents, but it would be the first hockey event you showed up to outside of the games. It was the first time you would really be setting foot on the ice yourself.
“Are those your own skates?”
You lifted your head, finding Ellen standing a few feet away with a kind smile on her face. She was already laced up and ready to get on the ice, wrapped up warmly in a similar fashion to yourself. After all, she was the one to give you tips after Jack was unhelpful with his ‘I don’t know, my jersey is pretty warm’ response.
“Yeah, Jack got them for me!” You answered, unable to bite back your smile as you glanced down at your unlaced skates. “He said they were a good starter pair, nice to have a pair of my own so he could drag me out on the ice more.”
“A starter pair?” Ellen questioned, something quite like amusement in her voice.
“What? Are they not?” You asked, a hint of hesitation lacing your words as you glanced down at the skates with doubtful eyes.
“I mean, they are hell of a pair to start with,” Ellen said with a gentle laugh. “Recognise the brand?”
You glanced back at the older woman, shaking your head.
“They are skates for professional skaters, quite a renowned brand too,” Ellen told you, still seeming like there was an underlying joke you weren’t understanding.
Your brows furrowed together. “Oh god, are they…expensive?”
Ellen simply smiled in response.
“Oh my god,” you breathed out, staring down at the skates with a conflicted expression.
“I think I’ll let my son explain everything,” Ellen said before she wandered off, the silence quickly being replaced by Jack who approached with a huge smile on his face.
“Need help?” He asked, but never gave you a chance to answer as he kneeled in front of you, already reaching for the laces of your skates to begin tying them.
You watched him closely. “Jack?”
“Hm?”
“How much did these skates cost?”
The boy froze, his fingers pausing for a few moments too long before muscle memory began to take over.
“Uh, I don’t remember,” Jack eventually blurted out, making a point of keeping his eyes on your skates. The swift movements were quickly slowed down, like he was purposefully dragging it out so he wouldn’t have to look up.
“Jack,” you scolded, though your voice was softer than he expected. “You have to let me pay you back.”
His head snapped up. “Baby, no—”
“You can’t just spend insane amounts of money like that on me!” You argued before he had the chance. “Especially on skates I’ll hardly be using!”
“But we could make you use them more?” Jack bargained with a bashful smile.
You shot him a look.
“Baby,” he sighed as he placed his hands on your knees, squeezing them softly. “I want to splurge on you sometimes. I just wanna show you I care, you know? And I wanna share my love for hockey with you. Help you love it just as much as I do.”
“You don’t need to spend stupid money to make me love it,” you retorted, but you melted at his admission as you placed your hands over his. “No more big purchases without telling me, okay?”
He sighed deeply before nodding. “Okay. Promise.”
“Good,” you smiled as you leaned down to quickly peck his lips whilst you had the chance with no cameras on you. “Now, c’mon. Teach me how to actually use these skates and make them worth your money.”
Jack snorted. “I’ve got you, baby.”
“Good because I haven’t even stood up and I still think I’m about to fall over.”
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Secret boss 11...?? Correct me if I'm wrong
I loose count easily
Here's Aroce (pronounced like Aeros)
Theyre based on Aroace people (shout out to them) and how people just tend to shit on them so you know what? If people are gonna disrespect Aroace People we'll put them with the cool kids. The joker cards and spam emails
Aroce is one of the thrown out flowers and all the other flowers are talking about their boyfriends and girlfriends and Aroce feels like an outcast (mostly cause they make them feel like one)
Aroce begins to think that something is wrong with them because they can't feel the same love as everyone else and think that it's because they lack a lightner soul........oh shit not Kris!
They speak with gaps where letters should be but only when they think something is wrong with them. When they realize that they don't have to feel romantic love at the end of their fight by being shown friendship they talk normally.
Unfortunately though their realization is too late as in their fight they go super Sayans mega pissed and it drains their power tiring them out and they become a smol flower
Oh and when you first meet them only their tail is shown so it looks like Flowey
Oh and also their overalls and socks used the Aroace flag color scheme
We do not hate Aroace people here and everyone is accepted here.......
Except haters and people who put milk in before the cereal
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Can Tumblr stop letting me know how addictive this site is for me
“The one who waits is almost here.”
Is that Time? Cause that would be absolutely mad.
FUCK you @tumblr and your ducking ads! FUCK NO I will not pay to go ad free! Stop with the ads that take me off your app and put me on some LAME ASS website. I swear I will close my account.
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FUCK YOU EXCLUSIONISTS!
I FUCKING HATE YOU!
Stop telling aroace people they don't belong in aromantic / asexual spaces!
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THAT CAN DO TO A PERSON!?
We have all suffered through the same journey!
We have all doubted ourselves and our identities!
We have all sat in our beds crying because we don't feel in ways that others expect us to!
We have all heard or seen people say that we don't belong in our community!
Can't we at least support each other!!!!!!!!!!
We can't go on fighting each other if we haven't even gotten our place amongst the others.
People trying to ostracize certain sexual orientations or gender identities from the lgbtq+ community, call that gay-tkeeping
i swear to god
I am thinking it's a sign That the freckles in our eyes Are mirror images And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned And I have to speculate That God Himself did make Us into corresponding shapes Like puzzle pieces from the clay And true it may seem like a stretch But it's thoughts like this that catch My troubled head when you're away And when I am missing you to death “Such Great Heights by The Postal Services” um... excuse me??? who gave you, the right, to right such beautifully poetic lyrics, and not have anyone serenade me with them??? how dare you??? who let you walk into my house and just sing this and leave???