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@iminaworldofpureimagination

just a simple multifandom blog

get to know me im constantly moving between three fandoms.

I'm a south park fan

@quietmtntown (for all south park stuff )

Anti censorship

I was born in the era of 90s shows

been online since 2005 (Fanfiction-skype-tumblr)

Atla Fandom

the most insufferable shipping fandom i know.. once you label the main kid a abuser you've lost the plot / i ship zutara but i dont hate aang so im alone in that fandom .. the art is pretty so theres that.

kataang blog making this blog fueled my appreaction for this ship even higher its super cute (:

Really into watching scooby doo thanks to velma

so you'll probably find a lot of scooby content for a while until my next hyperfixation hit.

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unpopular scooby opinions.

I don't like mystery incorporated

thought velma was overhated prob tollerated it more cause it has 10 eps and MI has 60 first season was so much shaggy/velma misery..

Future scooby stuff i plan to watch

13 ghosts of scooby doo

Monsters unleashed

OCD is not always about anxiety. yes, a lot of people with OCD experience obsessive worry in the same way as people with GAD, but OCD obsessions can also trigger feelings of:

  • disgust
  • shame
  • anger
  • sadness
  • confusion
  • every possible emotion all blurred together all at once

it’s still a compulsion if you do it to get rid of obsessive disgust. it’s still a compulsion if you do it to suppress obsessive anger.

OCD is

intrusive experience —> obsessive thought —> compulsion…

NOT NECESSARILY

intrusive thought —> anxiety —> compulsion

write a fictional story of bojack horseman getting overheatdChatGP (OH it generated bojack/mr. peanutbutter)

BoJack Horseman had always been a complicated figure. The once-famous sitcom star had fallen from grace and was now navigating the treacherous waters of redemption. As he worked on rebuilding his life and mending broken relationships, he found solace in the little things—a cup of coffee in the morning, a good book, and the occasional hike.

On a scorching summer day, BoJack decided to go for a hike in the hills surrounding Los Angeles. The sun blazed mercilessly overhead, casting an oppressive heat over the entire city. Determined to clear his mind and find some peace, BoJack pushed forward, sweat trickling down his fur as he climbed higher and higher.

As he climbed, the heat intensified, causing BoJack to pant heavily. He tried to push through, but his body had reached its limit. He stumbled, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Realizing that he was overheating, he desperately sought shade to escape the punishing sun.

BoJack stumbled upon a small grove of trees, their leaves offering a respite from the blistering heat. He collapsed under the nearest tree, panting heavily and feeling the waves of heat radiating off his body. Panic set in as he struggled to regain control.

Suddenly, a voice broke through BoJack's haze. It was Mr. Peanutbutter, his former rival turned unlikely friend. Mr. Peanutbutter had coincidentally been hiking in the same area and had spotted BoJack in distress. Without hesitation, he rushed to BoJack's side, bringing a bottle of water and a wet towel.

"Hey, BoJack! You look like you could use some help," Mr. Peanutbutter said, concern etched on his face. He carefully poured water on the towel and began to wipe BoJack's forehead, neck, and arms. The cool water provided instant relief, and BoJack began to regain his composure.

As BoJack slowly cooled down, he looked at Mr. Peanutbutter with gratitude. "Thanks, Mr. Peanutbutter. I didn't realize how hot it was out here. I guess I pushed myself too hard."

Mr. Peanutbutter smiled warmly. "We all have our limits, BoJack. It's important to listen to your body and take breaks when you need them. You're not alone in this journey, you know."

BoJack nodded, realizing the truth in Mr. Peanutbutter's words. He had often let his own pride and self-destructive tendencies push him beyond his limits. But in that moment, he understood the importance of self-care and relying on others for support.

With Mr. Peanutbutter's help, BoJack slowly rose to his feet, feeling a newfound determination. He knew that his path to redemption would be filled with challenges, but he also knew that he didn't have to face them alone.

Together, they walked back down the hill, sharing stories, laughter, and a newfound camaraderie. BoJack Horseman had learned an invaluable lesson that day—sometimes, the strongest thing one can do is ask for help and accept it with gratitude. And with each step, he felt a glimmer of hope, knowing that he was on the right path to healing and finding his place in the world once again.

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Life By You stuff that caught my eye, starting with CAS. It’s looking really good: we’ve got a non-binary option and the possibility to choose an AFAB or AMAB body independently from gender (I wish there was an androgynous option but maybe that can be achieved with sliders or something).

And a bunch of traits. The color coding suggests that all of these belong to different categories - as far as I can tell, all we know for sure is that the blue ones are “backgrounds” that can hopefully be acquired during gameplay depending on the human’s experience. I wonder if there’s an “encourage” mechanic. And yeah, they call the sims “humans”, I wonder if they have plans to create supernatural species (they haven’t even talked about or showed any animals yet so we’ll see).

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1 sec = 1 in-game minute. Are we going with 365-day years? Are the humans aging that slowly? They did show we had complete control over time, like we can fast forward 10 years in a click.

Lovely hair textures:

They didn’t show most of the age groups but we at least know they exist from the object script editor:

Seems like we’re getting family stuff after all.

The idea of bojack fearing a plastic bag in the wind might eat him is hilarious to me silly horsey

The answer is that plastic bags don't smell like animals, but they have a habit of moving on their own. Horses aren't smart enough to understand that the wind is doing it. All they know is that this silly thing that smells funny is chasing them around. And anything a horse doesn't understand becomes a monster to run from - that's just how they're wired.

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I'd like to add this

The answer is that plastic bags don't smell like animals, but they have a habit of moving on their own. Horses aren't smart enough to understand that the wind is doing it. All they know is that this silly thing that smells funny is chasing them around. And anything a horse doesn't understand becomes a monster to run from - that's just how they're wired.