did anyone else think the exit-door office scene was the stanley parable or was that just me.
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did anyone else think the exit-door office scene was the stanley parable or was that just me.

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Apple in the Orchard - A Big Macintosh Comic 🍎 ✨
MY HEART
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THE BEGINNINGS OF KAWAII
No, no, you have no idea. It actually IS the beginning of the whole so-called “kawaii culture”. And it started because girls started using mechanical pencils, which provided fine handwriting. After being banished (more precisely, during the 80s), this kind of writing started being used in products like magazines and make-up. And, during this time, icons we usually associate with the whole kawaii industry (like the characters from Sanrio) came to life too.
And what many people don’t realize is that this subculture was born as a way for young girls to express themselves in their own way. And it was also used as something against the adult life and the traditional culture, often seen as dull and boring and oppressive. By embracing cuteness, these young girls (and adult women, after a while) were showing non-conformation with the current standards.
So yep. Kawaii is important, and it all started with cute, simple handwritting a few hearts and cat faces in some girls’ school notebooks <3
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NO OK THIS IS SO IMPORTANT!
This is also how the kawaii fashions started! Girls began dressing in cute and off beat styles for themsleves, they were criticized by adult figures telling them “you’ll never find a husband if you dress that way!” to which they began to reply “Good!”
All the Japanese subcultures and fashions that evolved out of this became a rebellion to tradition and the starch gender roles and expectations the adults were forcing on the younger generations. As early as the 70s and still to this day you’ll see an emphasis on child-like fashion and themes in more kawaii styles and the dismissal of the male gaze with styles like lolita (a lot of western people assume lolita is somehow sexual due to the name of the fashion, but ask any Japanese lolita and they will tell you that men hate the style and find it unattractive which is sometimes a large reason they gravitate towards the style - they can express their femininity and individuality while remaining independent and without the pressure to appeal to men)
Its so so so important to understand the hyper cute and ‘odd’ fashions of Japanese girls carry such a huge message of feminism and reclaiming of their own lives.
so are you telling me that Japan’s punk phase was really the kawaii phase
Kawaii is so goth
Metal heads Stan for our sisters in lace
I did not know this but I love this form of feminism!
-FemaleWarrior, She/They
Which is why you get bands like BABYMETAL, which toured with Judas Priest for a while, looking like this:
Metal heads Stan for our sisters in lace
gay?
Yes my liege. Trans also.
very well. let them in.

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I am going to be taking a brake from tumblr for a bit!
My requests are still going to be open, but I may not get to it until later. But i will just not for a month or two lol.
don't worry to much cuz I'm alright!
rememder to take care of your self.
you are loved!!!!
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"Logan literally threw a paper ball at romans eye when he was angry" ok but hes my babygirl so its whatever.
promise Wally Darling x Reader
Warnings: cuddling!!! just some late night conversations and some half asleep you :) mutual feelings have been established!
Wally convinces you to sleep over for the night.
“Stay with me?”
You were unsure if they were purposeful, but the puppy eyes and shy, pleading smile Wally wore had you bending to his will.
“Maybe you’ll be able to sleep,” he pitched.
And so, you had agreed to his offer, finding yourself settling in his bed after he insisted you take it. Exhaustion was beginning to hit you after your adrenaline crash, persistent yawns escaping you.
“Won’t you join me?” you mumbled.
“Would you like me to join you?” Wally questioned in return, standing by the bedside.
“Mhmm,” you hummed in reply, lifting up the covers, welcoming him. “It's not like I haven’t used you as a pillow before,” you joked, offering a weary smile while scooting a little further into his bed, allowing him more room. “Plus, I’m not making you stay on the couch in your own house,”
“... Okay,” he agreed, laying down next to you. He laid on his side, his body facing yours, as yours did his.
“Do you have enough space?” You asked, gazing into his eyes. He nodded, glancing down, his hand finding yours.
“Yeah,” he said, eyes returning to yours as he intertwined his fingers with yours. “And you?”
“Yeah,” you smiled, turning your head into the pillow as you yawned. Wally’s smile grew, amused by your body’s display of your tiredness.
“You’re a little extra cute when you're sleepy,” he chuckled, his thumb rubbing over your knuckles soothingly. “It’s funny. You do silly things,”
“Like what?” You asked, eyes falling shut as you pulled the covers a little higher with your free hand.
“Yawning,” he hummed, “your speech becomes slurred and lazy,” he added, “and you talk when you’re asleep,”
“Yeah, yeah,” you giggled, remembering the last time you fell asleep on him and supposedly spoke.
“I never told you what you said,”
Your eyes shot open, focussing on him.
You stared.
“You said it was unintelligible,” your brows furrowed a little.
“Mostly,” he smiled. “But, you did say something I heard clearly,”
“And what would that be?”
“‘Wally’,”
Your eyes widened.
“You’re pulling my leg,”
“No. Only holding your hand,” he joked, giving it a squeeze.
“I said your name?” you groaned, hiding your face as it flushed with redness.
“Yeah, ha ha,” he gently pulled the blankets away, “I thought it was adorable,” he teased with a grin, tapping his finger to the tip of your nose.
“You’re being mean,” you grumbled embarrassedly, tugging the blankets back over your face. He laughed, scooting a little closer.
“Ha ha, I’m sorry,” he apologized.
“You should be, you liar,”
“I never lied,” he hummed. “I just didn’t say it. You were shy enough as is,”
“... thank you,”
“You’re welcome.”
“But you’re still mean,”
“I can accept that. I’m sorry,” he tried to compensate with an amused smile, watching you peek out from your hiding. “Apology accepted?”
“... apology accepted,”
“I’m glad. Thank you,”
You huffed lightly, scooting a little closer to him. He shifted to accommodate you, turning onto his back.
You released his hand, laying your arm over his body instead, his own coming to rest on top of it and gently hold it in place. His other arm rested behind his head, keeping him propped up a bit.
“I’m so tired,” you grumbled, forehead pressing lightly against his side. Wally hummed in thought.
“Is there anything I can do to help you fall asleep faster?”
“Mm… can you just talk, please?”
“Anything in particular?”
“Anything,”
“This sounds awfully familiar, ha ha,” he chuckled. “Hmm… what to talk about…” he wondered aloud.
“I think…” he began, “I’ll tell you about the time I realized I was in love with you,”
“Yeah?” You whispered.
“Yeah,” he affirmed, thinking back on the day. “It was quite a while ago. I noticed that I had started to feel a little funny around you, like I was all… squishy, on the inside,”
“Squishy?” You giggled.
“Squishy,” he nodded, his smile growing. “I found that my eyes would wander to you whenever you were around. I’ve been told I zone out a lot, I know, but I never realized until it came to you, and I just couldn’t tear my eyes away,”
You shifted slightly to get more comfortable, staying silent, allowing him to go on.
“So, I went to Frank. He’s smart and reads a lot of books, so I figured he’d know what’s going on with me,” he continued. “He and Julie were with each other at the time I went to see them. I told them what was going on, and they started to interrogate me,”
“How do they make you feel when they're around?” Frank queried, arms crossed before his chest.
“I feel… warm and fuzzy inside,” Wally explained.
“Hmm… does it feel like your tummy gets tied up in knots?” Julie pressed.
“I suppose it does, yes,” he slowly nodded. That seemed like an accurate way of describing his feelings.
“I think that… you have butterflies in your belly!” Frank speculated.
“Butterflies?” Wally questioned. He looked down at his stomach, gently poking at it.
“Why, how did they get in there?” He wondered, worrying. “I hope I didn’t eat any caterpillars…”
“No, silly! It’s a metaphor!” Frank continued, shaking his head.
“It’s when you feel all fluttery inside, all giddy and shy!” Julie said, “Or maybe you get the heebie-jeebies when they're around?” She proposed.
“The heebie-jeebies?” Wally became even more befuddled than before.
“I know! The collywobbles!”
Were they just making up words now? It was hard for Wally to tell anymore.
“The point is, you have feelings for them.” Frank concluded, “Romantic ones!”
“Feelings of love! Stronger than friends! Like how Frank is in love with Eddie!”
“Well, I think I must be… in love with them, then,”
“Congratulations! I also think that you're the last person to find out,” Frank remarked sarcastically, poking some fun at him.
“Says you, Mr. Hopeless pining.”
“That’s different!”
Wally retold the story to you, his thumb rubbing up and down in little circles on your arm. He was enjoying the feeling of you being right there with him, your body so close to his.
“That’s how I came to terms with it, I suppose,” he finished, glancing down at you, checking out what kind of state you were in. You were certainly drifting now, the ghost of an entertained smile playing at your lips.
“That’s so cute,” you mumbled. “I think B just told me one day. I was talking to him about you and he just looked at me and said, ‘y’know you’re like, in love with him, right?’” you mimicked Barnaby’s deep voice, giggling a bit at your own attempt. Wasn’t bad, in your opinion.
“Spot on,” Wally chuckled.
“Thank you, I try,” you grinned. “Anyways, it sorta just hit me like a ton of bricks. I was like, ‘huh. I am, aren’t I?’”
Wally went quiet for a moment, until he asked a question. “Do you talk about me a lot?”
You stayed silent, thinking, debating how flat out you wanted to answer. Eventually, you settled.
“Yeah,” you admitted. “Yeah, I do.”
“I think I talk about you a lot, too. I’m pretty sure Frank is tired of it, ha ha,” Wally said. “Eddie doesn’t seem to mind, though.”
“He probably thinks it’s sweet,” you chuckled, sighing, only for it to turn into another yawn. “Could you keep talking, please?” you grumbled.
“Let’s see…” Wally thought, wracking his brain for more stories he could tell. “Ah, I know,” he hummed, peering down at you.
“The other day, Barnaby and I were going to Howdy’s for hotdogs. Along the way, we…” he continued along, his voice in a gentle murmur as you slowly drifted off.
He continued to speak as you had requested, talking a bit about this, and a little about that, up until he was positive you were asleep.
Even when Wally noticed you had fully succumbed to slumber, he proceeded to go on, now, his topic shifting.
“I’m still in disbelief to have you here in my arms,”
He murmured sweetly, thumb gently sweeping along your cheekbone as he adored your peaceful features. No matter how you looked, you were always so breathtaking to him.
“I don’t think I could be more content, with you by my side,” he admitted. “I will do my best to make you happy, whatever that may take. I’ll shower you with a storm of the affection and care you deserve, and swear my love to you, for as long as you’ll accept it,” he vowed, pressing his lips to your temple.
“That is my promise to you, my love.”
hi!!! here is something, bahaha!! I don't think I'm the biggest fan of this one, but I hope you've enjoyed, nonetheless :)
here is a link to my other Wally Darling x Reader in their recommended order if you would like :) these can also be found on ao3 under boeboe B) I also have a ko-fi if you'd like to support me!
snorrrk mimimi
paint me like one of your French girls (but not actually lol)
alone with you
the plan
late night confessions
sleepy phone call
likes and reblogs are very appreciated :)) I hope that you are doing well today. have a good one, and see you next time B) MWAH!!
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A prediction on how the @noncanongayestbitchestournament final showdown is gonna go down ft. @yamujiburo
oh my goodness this is so true lmao
sorry sjws there's only 2 genders.
boys
and girls
wrong pic but fuck it it's funnier this way
not gonna lie this is one of the funnyist posts I have seen LMAO

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Have you ever set a kitchen appliance on fire?
Once
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Never
Share your setting appliances on fire stories in the tags!
I lit my air fryer on fire 3 times cause air fryers and latkes do not mix well
Pls reblog if u vote :)
Actually surprised 56 percent haven’t set a kitchen appliance on fire
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something beautiful is happening
once a girl reported me to an administrator at school bc i was breaking dresscode and she didnt like me. so i pushed her down the stairs. i just kept walking and i dont think she saw me and i never got caught. i know she got very seriously injured and they had to call an ambulance and she transferred schools bc she knew SOMEONE pushed her and she didnt feel safe. ive never regretted it. its been years since i graduated and im on mood stabilizers now, but sometimes when someone is testing my patience i calm myself down by thinking about how good it felt to snap once and how i cant do that again bc i would go to prison probably
i forget about this post every time and every time it crosses my dash im just smacked with it again
I want to test a theory
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Pls reblog if u vote :)
can we know what the theory is though?
Not gonna say what my theory was but I will say I was completely off
if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.

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Best “The Main Charactet” lyric
Control the narrative reliability, baby, it’s all about me
Beating my dead high horse off the high road to low ground
‘Cause if you shake your fist at snakes in grass, it looks like punching down
I’m the gap between tragedy and comedy
Villains are everywhere, that’s how I know I’m the hero
Imagine if protagonists just died in the first scene
But I ain’t done a fucking thing thing to you
Ignoring me’s bad enough where do you get off?
I’m holding myself hostage, Stockholm lust just looks like justice
I’m the main character, and you have to like me
Pls reblog if u vote :)
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