You Dont Understand He NEEDS To Use Your Head As An Armrest. Or He'll Die.

SDV feels like it could so easily become a fairy story.

You move to a little coastal town where you begin recovering a plot of land, some of the locals take a shine to you and you to them. It's nice, homey. Everyone is welcoming except for the established town grumps.

Suddenly you realize you never leave town. Everything you want is obtainable at the little mom'n'pop general store, or from some of the locals themselves. You never go into the city to sell goods because the mayor does it for you- right? You never really see him do it. You just lie down in bed and wake up in the morning. When was the last time you dreamed?

You need new shoes and the adventurers club sells you handmade leather boots that fit perfectly despite never asking for a shoe size. Your clothes sew themselves when you lay a bolt of fabric and a random item onto the sewing machine- you blink and it's done.

The general store sells fertilizers that turn your garden plot into a verdant field. You spend all day harvesting crops with tools that gleam silver, gold, purple. Saplings grow over a month into fully productive fruit trees, your beehives drop jars of honey into your hands.

The blacksmith cracks open geodes full of polished gemstones. There's a man in the woods who says he found you in the mines but you were 80 levels deep. The elevator works but the minecarts don't. You gave a diamond to a local girl and she ate it like a plum.

And suddenly everyone is drinking mayonnaise.

Messmer, The Impaler

Someday I wanna do a portrait mod hehe

family portrait (absent mother, cursed son, forgotten daughter)

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crazy how these are the only characters in mouthwashing!

how it must feel to be my mutual rn

when you just want everybody to be happy but mark scout loved his wife so much he split himself apart just to give some fraction of him the chance to live without choking on grief every second of the day and mark s. has never known any other love than the one he has with helly, that he's chosen and taken with his own two hands, of his own accord, and now he's reintegrating and it can no longer be ignored that he is not physically two people who loves two people, he is just one body who loves two people and neither deserve to be a second choice. but i want everyone to be happy and end up together happy.

Fuck it, Elden Ring text posts

i know hes like. dying. but his miserable pose and the placement of the stone slabs reminds me of that sad frog image where the frog has fallen over and dropped his food tray