Literally My Whole Life

Hello, Godwyn. Guess what, honey...

He's not responding, tho. Probably too shocked. But it's ok, if he needs some time...

Completed game on my own for the fist time

If I took the Lord of the Despair ending, could that mean I married Godwyn? 🤔

Completed game on my own for the fist time

If I took the Lord of the Despair ending, could that mean I married Godwyn? 🤔

So elegant, so magical, so...

Never mind.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

These Two Characters Where Both Dubbed In Japanese By The Same Voice Actor.

I hope you'll see it, @oldpaintings. What you've done here is not only rude and cruel, it's imperialistic of you to support cultural appropriationd and historical manipulation. By calling Ukrainian artist a Russian you support the cultural genoside. It's your choice as a human on which side you want to be - to support imperialistic ambitions of Russians, who want you to spread disinformation and allow them to steal others cultural inheritance, OR to call Ukrainian art Ukrainian.

By posting Ukrainian art as Russian, you are no better then thiefs. You are participating in it. And many people who'll see your post will believe this artist was Russian. And when it comes to cultutal appropriation, do you really want to participate in it? Do you really want to be one of oppressors, who are trying to erase culture and traditions?

It's just so sad, that when it comes to culture, you and many other trying to show 'Russian culture' with stolen art. If you appriciate Russian culture so much, why don't you post real Russian art? Why you post Ukrainian artist and call them Russian? It's not that you can't find Russian artists, it's something else, isn't it? Maybe hatred, maybe ignorance and cruelty. You just choose to support oppression. I really hope you'll see this post and if you did that just by mistake, I hope you'll have enough compassion to not be a part of cultural and phisical genoside.

Self-Portrait as Pierrot, 1911 by Zinaida Serebriakova (Russian, 1884--1967)

I'm writing this post because I don't want people in other countries to imagine an ever-present warzone when they think of Ukraine.

Think of your ordinary life. You go to work, go out with friends, build plans for a summer holiday. You have neighbours, maybe you don't know all of them well but they live next to you and you say hello when you see them. You live in a good apartment, with all amenities, modern appliances and stylish furniture. You pay bills for heating, water and electricity. Maybe you're renting out or it's your own place. You are a part of a globalized world although you don't think about it on such a scale.

And then one day there are explosions in your city. At first it seems shocking and unusual. But you hope it'll end soon. But they don't stop. They become more frequent. You witness your hometown get demolished. The places where you spent your free time or ran errands - the windows get shattered and the walls begin to crumble. It looks weird in the middle of a modern city.

Soon the explosions happen so often that you have to go and live in the basement. You, a person, who has a modern home, must move to a basement, with other people like you, where you don't get enough light or fresh air, let alone enough tap water or a decent place to sleep.

And then you witness death. In fact, many deaths, not just one. You get the news of people you knew, maybe your neighbours or relatives, getting killed. They are just gone. At some point you become so desensitized, the news of a dead body lying outside doesn't shock you. Sometimes you have to go outside and help other people dig out the bodies from under debris or bury them. Sometimes you see other apartments being on fire and you can't do anything. Nobody can and there's no point.

The shops are closed and you become so desparate that you start hunting pigeons for food. You share tiny portions with other people because, even though the conditions are terrible, you remain a human.

You lose everything that you owned and cherished. And it all happens in three months. You basically lose any sense of belonging to a modern society in three fucking months. That's what happened in Mariupol. When you see the photos and videos of people in dirty ragged clothes, looking like they came straight from the middle ages, in front of a ruined street - it's easy to think of them only like this. But they never lived like that before. They lived just like you. They had everything you had - TVs, computers, cars, internet, medical care, shops with stylish clothes. And then just in three months russia made them turn into dejected shadows of themselves who forgot what normal life feels like. That's a real tragedy and that's what russians have done and are still doing to us. They are ruining our normal life which isn't much different from your normal life.

Well why not

 The first post over the years (and mb the last) Just wanted to share my character and my waifu x))

And OMFG this is SO hilarious i CAN'T!!! MIDOOOOO WHYYYY x))))

Uchiha Madara.

So, I was reading six novel and this part made me laugh:

“Looks like the other side’s no slouch, either,” the voice said, its tone tense. “If your mental powers beat it, we should’ve gone back where we were the second you sliced into that thing. But since it didn’t play out that way, this could be trouble. You can kill this thing over and over, and it’ll just keep coming.” D’s reply was placid. “Still, it has to die eventually. Even if it’s just an illusion.”

So... This is how I see this scene:

Об'єктивність потрапила в око

Щось мені якось сумно і більше не подобається те, що я пишу. І це дуже демотивує, бо все одно єдина людина, яка читає мої фанфіки та ориджі, це я і подобатись воно має мені, відповідно.

Вже думаю, чи не видалити свій магнум опус з аозу та спробувати переписати краще, але ж розумію, що я нездара і краще навряд вийде. І от наче буває, що хочеться щось написати, а потім бачу, що вийшло не те. Не можу написати так, щоб мені сподобалось.

Хотілось написати ще фанф по АнКу, але... Знов таки, здалося, що він недостатньо хороший.

Хз. Можливо, мені просто не варто писати. Ну нема в мене хисту, що поробиш. Сумненько якось.

До речі, коротенькі кріпіпасти про фейрі мені теж не сподобались. Хоча їх похвалили в чатику, але я думаю, що то з ввічливості. Таке. Навіть на аоз не викладаю.