fuck it. more dash games.
it's fun games friday !! i'm compiling a bunch of dash games i got tagged in this last wk and compiling them in a master post ~ tagging a couple ppl. but jssssyk you don't have to do all of them ! just shop whatever you want only. if it's fun for you and tag me plsss cuz i wanna know what you got ! ! multis you choose !!) tagging. @sluaghter @koschyei @wh0rehome @inagguato @misericordiis @archaeval @lunarscorching @vanserraheir @azarathian @vulpesse @melniibone @alzulma @bornofthedawn @lordkills @exitvelo @compunctions @atleur @drakyns @drachnslayer @bloodebayou @pawnedprince @knightedgales @sanctifisol @abysswarden @voldomira @viciousgrace @imperises @ritterlich AND YOU ! ! !
five new and improved love languages. tagged by: @lorulaen β‘
hands. like the epitome of intricate rituals. you were probably a pulling pigtails type of kid. it's hard for you to decipher your feelings half the time, and when you do itβs even harder for you to communicate them. when youβre in love everything tends to be magnified. you get riled up from a gentle pinky brush, you lose your mind over a shoulder graze. your balled up fist waiting for someone to unravel you.
what color is your love tagged by: @goldenfists β‘
red. you are the rose in the center of the garden. you are the thunderstorm that shakes windows and lights up the faces of those who watch eagerly from their porch. loving you is a whirlwind, exhilarating dance, a night shared between lovers and their mingled breath. a rush of momentum, a brilliant supernova. love to you is adrenaline, a fire to warm your hands and heart with.
what's your trauma archetype tagged by: @poswiecenia β‘
the broken mirror. you struggle with self-image and identity. you see fragments, contradictions, a self that never feels whole. your trauma lives in confusion between who you were and who you are.
what body part are you tagged by: @helldwells β‘
eyes. you see everything, and understand what must be done in order to forgo suffering, noticing the silence of others and people thought to be insignificant in the grander schemes. nothing can escape your watchful eye. a powerful thing to be indeed, but omniscient does not mean omnipotent. cassandra too saw a bloody future that her people refused to acknowledge, saw the red string of fate that tied her painful future with her inevitable death, but lacked the power to stop the burning fires of troy.
what are you seeking tagged by: @jimseung β‘
acceptance. "i look in the mirror and don't recognize the face staring back." // oh, little songbird, when did you stop singing? why do you let yourself fade into the background, so sure you're not worth seeing? who convinced you that you are nothing but empty air? you're losing yourself . . . and that terrifies you, doesn't it?
