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Heartbound

Heartbound is a role-playing game about a boy, his dog, secrets, and sanity.

My friend and his team are working on a fantastic game I’ve had the pleasure of trying out. You can download the beta for free, just follow the link above.

Please help them reach their goal. You can get prizes according to what you pledge. If you can’t help, please spread the word <3

“Public libraries are such important, lovely places!” Yes but do you GO there. Do you STUDY there. Do you meet friends and get coffee there. Do you borrow the FREE, ZERO SUBSCRIPTION, ZERO TRACKING books, audiobooks, ebooks, and films. Have you checked out their events and schemes. Do you sign up for the low cost courses in ASL or knitting or programming or writing your CV that they probably run. Do you know they probably have myriad of schemes to help low income families. Do you hire their low cost rooms if you need them. Have you joined their social groups. Do you use the FREE COMPUTERS. Do you even know what your library is trying to offer you. Listen, the library shouldn’t just exist for you as a nice idea. That’s why more libraries shut every year

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY I AM TO KNOW THAT THE MAIN CAST FROM SRMTHFG VOICES SOMEONE ON TMNT

mentioning of death!!

Satoru always had pity for the old. every time he thought about their frail and weak bones, their saggy skin, silver hair and horrendous hearing skills, he can only feel somewhat compassionate for the unfortunate.

it’s not like he himself will ever go through that, that’s what he told himself. he saw his death being something major, grand, and allowing your time spent living catching up to you is the opposite of that. and in most chances, most sorcerers don’t face their fate like that.

you knew this. ever since you first started dating the man he always reminded you to welcome in the angel with long dark wings knocking on your door with a smile, not a slap. always telling you to not allow the roses thrones prick your finger as you placed them on his grave, because they’ll prick your heart the same way.

it’s hard to digest that. it’s hard to not think about it when you while you cuddle up with your now husband, his head peacefully resting on your chest as your fingers combed through such pure hair. your eyes scanned the way his face was buried right next to your heart, pulses syncing.

quickly though, that acknowledgment flutters away the moment something illuminates in your eyes. the sun that peeked through your bedrooms blinds shimmered directly on a piece of hair that didn’t match the rest. silver. it wasn’t like his normal pure white hair, it was silver.

a smile grew on your face when you started ravaging through his head of hair, only welcomed by more and more strands on that exact colour.

for some reason, it makes you think about how much you have to scream his name for him to finally hear you. it makes you think about how more often he complains about his back, how he forces you to massage him and the room is filled with his giggles when you accidentally tickle him.

oh satoru, how silly he is to assume he’d never see the day your under eyes permanently wrinkle from how much he makes you laugh.

you lean down, leaving a tender kiss on the top of his head only to wake him up. his head sleepily shifts up facing you, his chin resting on your chest only to see your golden smile and eyes slightly watered.

“what’s wrong sweetheart?” he slightly shifts, leaving a kiss on your forehead making your smile only grow.

“nothing, go back to sleep silly.”

I’m literally in tears.