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[hivemindscape]

im a big fan of esper powers slipping loose in harmless ways when they're happy

[zombeebunnie]

Trembling Essence:💙Quality of life changes + choice progress + backgrounds💙

Hi and welcome new followers! :]

This week focused on quality of life changes with the story based on your choices at the start of the game. There was some art practicing again but I managed to get stuff done!

In my previous game development posts I kept talking about making parallax effects in the game! Here's an example of what it'll look like! I learned a lot and had so much fun doing this. :]

Here's some quality life changes for certain effects in the game:

When I initially added an effect for losing HP it was suppose to light up the edges of your screen. Sometimes it can be hard to see if there's another effect happening on the screen so I went back and gave a small hue effect every time you lose HP instead of it only occurring on the edges of the screen. I don't have an example of this only because I have to go through the entire game to fix it, maybe next week I'll have it all done! :,]

Before:

After:

If the player(Y/N) is feeling very cold a icy effect will be shown around the screen to indicate this. I really loved the original way it looked but the new backgrounds can make it very hard to see now. To fix this I added a touch of white frost around the center of the screen so it'll be more noticeable. I also optimized this image so it takes up less space in the game! :]

Choice progress:

I have been going through and writing out what happens with each choice you make.

Without giving spoilers for this ending I want there to be a variety on what happens when you make a choice but I don't want there to be too much branching for this one in particular. It's pretty straightforward. When it comes to the dialog I found out a way to combine sentences together in a way that makes the pacing flow better. It's a little hard to visualize but when you get to the next statement sometimes it'll stay in the same line instead of dragging the dialog out. I also managed to catch a very early bug that caused the screen to go black if you skipped through the dialog, I am very happy I caught this versus finding this problem later into the game. :,,]

Almost half way there! I redid a few more backgrounds and added some animations to them. Since this game development post is getting very long I'll show more of them next week. :D

Q&A / Ask box is open:

If you have any questions about Trembling Essence/Noah feel free to ask here or on itch.io please. This makes it easier for me to see and answer accordingly! I would really like to hear from you guys!

I appreciate the asks I got recently these past couple of days! I'm trying to get to them when I can including the ones I remember that got deleted. I just need time to answer since I like to respond with doodles/drawings as practice. :]

I think that's everything I have to say right now, thank you guys very much for all of the positive support, I appreciate it! :,,]

[xiaowhore]

you know how you're trying to finish a fic but then you get another idea in the middle of writing it. god. i cant write this lmao

yet another genshin impact otome game/dating simulator au, but probably not in the way you're thinking. just fun trope-y things and you don't have to think too hard about it haha

ok so like. you're this normal person in school leading a perfectly normal life, working a normal part-time job and having other normal friends. but if there's one thing odd about you, it's that the good-looking guys around you dislike you for some reason?? it's not like you go around pissing people off as a hobby, so this is quite uncalled for.

in any case, you wonder if you'll ever have a chance at dating. while riding a bus, you sit next to a strange girl immersed in playing games at her phone. when you sneak a peek, she's busy with............. wooing a guy from an otome game? she catches you staring and instead of getting upset with you for peeking, she excitedly asks if you're interested in dating simulators. truthfully, you aren't, but then she rambles about this otome game she's personally coding and she'd like someone as a beta tester to check for flaws. "you're perfect protagonist material! hell, i'm sure you'll clear it in no time!"

so she takes your phone, downloads her game on it, and leaves no room for argument. before she hops off the bus, she sends you a cryptic smile.

when you load the app, the game interface is pink and sparkly, cheesy glitter hearts pasted everywhere. strangely enough, you already have progress in the story ("72% to your happy ending," it says) and the "new game" button won't work? the characters page is locked too, and you don't know who the male leads are. there's already plenty of problems to report about... you shrug it off and close the app. you weren’t that interested anyway.

the next morning on your way to school, someone tugs off your scrunchie and lets your hair loose/ruffles your hair to make it messy. it's childe, the guy that has tormented you since childhood. you went to the same primary school and when he sat behind you in class, he was the type to tug on your hair or fly paper airplanes on your desk. he still hasn't grown out of that habit. “are you trying a new hairstyle, [name]?” he asks, as if he hasn't just ruined it. you chase him off, him laughing all the way until he enters his classroom.

you go to your own, looking too haggard for this early in the morning. your brooding seatmate, xiao, gives you one indifferent look before turning back to his book. he hardly talks to you outside of paired schoolwork, and the kindest thing he's done for you is probably that one time he lent you pencil leads for your mechanical pen when you ran out of them before an exam.

you fiddle with your hair, deciding to fix it in the bathroom. in your way there, you grab your phone from your pocket, having felt it buzz twice.

the notification is from the dating sim.

beyond puzzled, you tap on it. the characters page has two slots unlocked.

AJAX ; CHILDE

　　title: childhood bully

　　favorability: 86%

　　story: has been secretly harboring a crush for the protagonist since he was a kid. has trouble treating them better or doing romantic gestures for them because he thinks it's going to make things awkward.

XIAO ; ALATUS

　　title: seatmate

　　favorability: 63%

　　story: doesn't know how to talk to the protagonist without coming off as intimidating. needs a little push before realizing he has feelings for them.

you blink at the screen, the twinkling sparkles mocking you as your expression morphs into one of horror.

the day progresses in a similar pattern, your phone buzzing each time you interact with the guys you are — well, were — sure hated your guts. albedo, who was once your lab partner in chemistry and the guy you pissed off when you messed up your practical for a pair project and he ended up getting a bad grade as a result, was described as "a fool in love who doesn't know how to appeal to the object of his affections".

itto, the guy who detroit-smashed your face at a round of dodgeball for gym class and gave you a really bad nosebleed, had "done it because a guy was leering at you but his aim is atrociously bad".

kazuha, that one boy in class who kept glaring at you in every opportunity, is "an artist who is fond of drawing the love of his life, and he hasn't realized they know he's staring at them and getting the wrong idea".

scaramouche, your pissy coworker at your part-time job who you were certain not only hated you but hated everyone in general, is "just as bad with people he likes as much as he is with people he dislikes".

ayato, the so-called cold prince of campus you've never talked to, turns out to be "the secret admirer who sometimes slips flowers or snacks in the protagonist's locker".

perhaps the least surprising character is thoma, who is pretty much kind to everyone he meets, but you were sure he was after your friend ayaka, not you.

the game offers you "events to increase your love interests' affection", such as "heart-throbbing locked in a room scenario ♡" or, "bittersweet injured at sports day and princess carry scenario!!" or, "exciting skipping class event with my senpai who loves napping in the infirmary?!?!!!" or, "jealous doki-doki kabedon after school scenario ☆"

in any case, the game is garbage and you are half-convinced you died in the bus after a car crash accident that very first day and this is some weird dream before you go to hell.

...what counts as a happy ending, anyway? what's the point of receiving their affection, and what happens to the others when you choose only one? do you respawn after the bad end? you have to, right? the save/load feature can travel you back in time, so bringing you back from the dead in the "yandere scaramouche" route is possible..... right?

how do you unlock the "true ending" of the main story so this game will finally end, and just who is this last slot in the character page that remains locked even after several months?

[yongislong]

remind me.

genre: non!idol kun x reader established relationship tings, mostly fluff but kinda angsty, comfort

cw/note: insecurities about looks and abilities, mentions of working out, bad eating habits, anxiety a bit, light descriptions of a depressive episode, reader is mentioned wearing makeup, tysm anon! i hope you're doing okay and this could bring you a little bit of comfort wherever you are. im sorry for not being as active recently, im going thru it lol. love doesn't fix everything ofc but i hope this makes someone feel better

he'd caught you finally sleeping peacefully.

kun had noticed you waking up extra early to go on runs. he's seen you replace meals with protein bars and shakes. he'd also seen you withdraw from yourself. spending extra care avoiding your reflection in the mirror when you stepped out of the shower with him.

this is the first time in a long time, that kun has seen you take steady breaths and not worry about what you look like.

your eyelashes hit the apple of your cheek that's squished against his bicep you landed on during the night. he kept his right hand rested on your hipbone, running his thumb in circles along your warm skin. his left hand, free from the weight of your head, is busy twirling the ends of your hair into ringlets.

he wanted you to sleep for as long as you wanted, but he couldn't help but press the softest and lightest kiss to your puffed out pout. seeing you take in a sharp breath, stirring in your sleep he coos lightly and squeezes the side of your hip he was holding.

you rub your cheek on his bicep and he chuckles, a smile makes it way on your lips at the sound, you flutter your eyes open, looking up at kun through your lashes. he looks down at you with such adoration it kind of makes you want to hide and apologize.

he could see how far away you were beginning to get, how lost in your thoughts you go again. how hazy and glossy your eyes got and how quickly you snapped back into that mindset again. he wished you could hold on to the innocence and unknowing when you first wake up. he found that this was maybe the best time to ask.

"what's going on in that pretty little head of yours, hm?" he rasps, as he traces your hairline with his pointer finger.

"hmhph... nothing?"

"you're a really bad liar y/n" he bares a sad smile, you downcast your gaze and he follows his head down to catch your eyes back, capturing your chin with right hand that rested on your lower waist, pointer finger and thumb pulling you up to his brown eyes.

"i know..." he could feel you physically crumbling.

you hid your face in his chest once you saw how his gaze carried a sea of worry he squeezes you as a sense of reassurance, allowing you to finally let him know what was going on with you.

kun always had a way of making you confess what was wrong. you always felt so guilty for wanting to hide your emotions and troubles from him because he's always been so mature about stuff like that. so patient and willing to wait. never pressing you for answers. just leaving slight hints that he knows more than what he leads on, and that he's gonna be here to solve the problem.

this cycle has repeated a few times before as your relationship progressed. you both got into the swing of gauging what to do once you, or him, got into moods like this where you felt like the way you looked and behaved was nothing to be loved or proud of.

still hiding your face from him, you start, "i feel like im lying to everyone kun. even you. i do my makeup to look better, i stay awake longer to study and cramp knowing there's no point because i'm just bad at math anyway, no clothes look okay on me and i feel like the way i'm handling things is constantly making everything everyone else's problem. im too loud, i can't stand eating anymore and i don't feel like doing anything anymore."

you chocked back a sob and continued with the support of kun's hand tracing up and down your spine, "-and i don't know what to do because you've never made me feel like i should view myself negatively or- or dwell on things i can't change, but i just, wan't control back... i hate feeling like you are forced to deal with me because you're scared of how i'll react or what i'll do. i get so in my head and i can't ever seem to slow the gears from turning..."

he could tell there was more you wanted to say. but it seems as though you couldn't put into words all that your body and mind felt, feelings too big to put into human language.

"im sorry, i just" you huff, "i- i don't know... what to do anymore kun, im sorry i keep neglecting myself, i, ugh, i hate making you worry! im sorry, i really really am," your voice was so small.

his shirt was soaked at this point. his own tears falling down his chin and landing on the back of your neck he'd dug his head into while you ranted.

his soft voice broke through your whimpers, "i know love, i know, its not your fault. it's okay to feel like this sometimes. i'm not going to sit here and tell you that i don't lie awake at night wondering if you've eaten or if work is going okay for you. there were times where i wanted nothing but to sit with you and make all your meals for you, making sure you ate, and even waking up before you to interrogate you about your running habits. there were so many scenarios and ideas running through my head about how i wanted to comfort you but i never wanted you to feel smothered. i really do hope you know that i've noticed, and i really and truly believe that you're the most beautiful person i've gotten the privilege of making coffee for, showering with, laughing with, knowing, everything. i love it when you sit in bed barefaced, i love it when you wear the color red, i love it when you come to me for help, i love bragging about how cool and pretty you are to people, i love bragging about how my partner could become a model if they really wanted to because they're-" peck "just" peck "that" peck "gorgeous, inside and out, as corny as that is."

he ends his sentiment with a large smile, knocking both of your noses together as you both giggle.

you cover your face with both palms.

circling his hands over your wrist, he slowly pulls them away.

"don't," he whispers, holding eye contact.

"you don't need to change anything about your appearance to keep me entertained?? okay? your body is the least important thing about you... it does help how hot it is but..."

smack!

"ow!! its true!! ugh okay okay," his smile widens as he sees how free you look for the first time in a while. head thrown back as far as the position allows, eyes crinkled as he feels the spot where his hand rested on your waist scrunch and twist with every way you giggled. he poked and prodded and the skin, making a blush dust over the apples of your cheeks.

"i hope i can be that for you too, qian kuunnn" you drag his name out, so prettily, he feels like he's gonna melt right into the bed onto the floor.

"oh trust me, you do more for me than i've ever done for you, you have no idea, really," he says, more seriously than you had seen him since yangyang spilled coffee all over is electric keyboard months back.

"you know i'd literally buy the moon for you, right. like walk over hot coals, help hide a body for you type shit," he admits through giggles and red cheeks.

"im always going to be here to remind though, incase you forget."

hitting his chest playfully, you mumble a sentence joking about how instead, he should reward you with more cuddles since he made you cry so early on a thursday morning.

he obliges happily, grabbing your thigh and slinging you leg over his waist. making it easier to tuck you into him fully. he smells like pistachios and carmel. his hands are so soft against the back of your head. he lulls you to sleep by whispering cheesy lines about how perfect you are and how nothing you could do or the way you look could ever change his perception of you that he's crafted. he runs kisses along the under side of your jaw, all the way to the end of your shoulder just before you fully knock out.

yeah, your boyfriend is kinda a romantic.

[a-bit-too-much-of-a-pokemon-fan]

Another Ice-Cold Take: Platinum is better than Diamond and Pearl

I think everyone agrees with me here, but after playing all the way through Brilliant Diamond, I need to vent about these damn games.

If it's any consolation, GameFreak obviously realized these were problems, because they fixed them with Platinum. It's just baffling that they made the mistakes in the first place. Even more baffling is that BDSP recreated them despite GameFreak themselves learning from them.

The DP Sinnoh Dex sucks ass. Why the hell would they design so many cool new evolutions for old Pokémon, then lock them all in the postgame? It makes no sense.

It's not just the Dex could have been better, it's that you can really feel those missing 60 Pokémon. One of the most felt effects for me is Route 214 missing Rhydon and Houndour, Fuego Ironworks missing Electabuzz and Magmar, and the Great Marsh missing Tangela.

Fire types where? Hope you like Ponyta.

I Nuzlocked Brilliant Diamond with dupes clause, meaning I couldn't catch more than one of any evoluntionary family. Near the end of the game, I was straight up denied encounters in some areas because I had already caught everything in previous areas.

Mt. Coronet doesn't have any unique Pokémon. As central defining feature of the Sinnoh region and the setting of the story's climax, it's fitting that it should have Pokémon you can't catch anywhere else during the main game. In DP, there's nothing unique. Platinum adds in Nosepass and--at the summit exclusively--Absol. Finding an Absol on the summit is thrilling. Rare, powerful late game Pokémon, especially ones as mysterious as Absol, richen the experience. DP completely miss out on it.

The gym leaders and elite four teams. Poor Flint being out here with a Lopunny, Steelix, and Drifblim kills me. If I can say one good thing about that mess, it makes the battles more interesting to plan around because you can't monotype sweep. But it's still lame as hell when the Fire type Elite Four member only has two Fire types.

I never experienced this personally because I've only ever played Platinum and Brilliant Diamond for the Sinnoh games, but I know that there are some technical issues like HP bars draining really slowly, odd pauses between actions, and the bicycle not being able to be ridden through gates.

I also really felt Cyrus's relative absence in the early game. It was such a good idea to add a battle in Celestic Town for Platinum, plus Barry and the player's encounter with him at Lake Verity. He's the Big Bad, we should get to know him better than two fights in the late game.

I miss Looker and Charon, man.

I also miss Cynthia giving you a Togepi egg, then having a Togekiss in the champion battle. That's a nice touch.

The Pokétch. One button versus two. Completely inferior.

Not having snow in Twinleaf Town and the early routes is a minor thing, but it adds just a bit of character of the early game.

The gym progression. What the hell were they thinking putting Fantina after Crasher Wake and Maylene? Why let us access her city but not battle her, while also not explaining that you have to go to the next two gyms first? At least RSE explained that Norman wouldn't fight you until you had more badges.

I'm sure I could come up with other things, but I just needed to get that out of my system.

[skittles1229]

Old Expectations Die Hard (Dashie x Reader Fanfic)

Chapter One: Weird Circumstances

You know your life is complicated when the friend you always complain to says "you never have a dull moment do you?" I sigh as the weight of the world seems to make it impossible to breath. You see recently things have been rough. I lost my job and my fiance all in the same day, that itself was an unbelievable story. I was so upset and strung out on thoughts of what to do that once i got home early from work i didn't notice the extra car in the driveway. i stepped into my home and my own floors felt as if they'd given way when i saw the guy i thought i'd be spending my life with in bed, with my sister... my sister and i hadn't been on good terms for a while and for a good reason! The drugs she took either made her unreliable and selfish or crazy and murderous. He, of course, pulled the its not what you think, id never hurt you, it was a mistake, and honestly i could write a book out of the excuses i heard in the time of two minutes but maybe another time. Needless to say i left. I never thought about going back and to be honest my sister looked more hurt then i was. I took a job in California a few weeks ago and moved in with my friend (BFF Name). They always seemed to know what to say and honestly i truly believe They  knew me better then i know myself. 

California gave me the biggest culture shock I've ever had. I came from Mississippi, the bible belt and the most rural part of the world. California was sooooo different then what i was use to. The weather is awesome. There's lots of jobs for technical people, at least until you're 45 and then you're considered ancient and you can't possibly know anything when some 23-year old out of Stanford tells you that they know it all. (a little bit of sarcasm there) It's a great place to start a new company, money is available as is talent. The risk of starting a company is lower since you can always find a new job The politics are insane, if you aren't towing the progressive party line you should just STFU. If you even once say that Trump has done something positive, or that Obama did something negative prepare for the wrath. Read the stuff behind the recently filed lawsuit against google for a taste of what it's like. Seriously, don't say a word. The state if structurally bankrupt, although the finances look good because so much stuff is off of the balance sheet. The public pension liability dwarfs the "good" part of the budget, and some day it is coming home to roost. Watch out when it does. The cost of living is absurd, really absurd. I'm not talking just a place to live but gas, electricity, haircuts, milk, pizza, you name it. The traffic is absurd too. (can you tell i like the word absurd) The public transit, although usually on time, is a mess. People are pigs, they throw trash everywhere, the cars are overcrowded almost all the time. 

I've got to say, from how much it sounds like i hate California, i actually don't.  Mainly because its so far away from my original family, leaving really helped me start to grow up and feel like maybe i was getting a hold of my life again. Only problem has been getting to my new job on time. I work as a barista and a waitress at a brunch place a good minute away from the apartment. The money is good, otherwise i wouldn't waste my time with the commute everyday. i keep being late to work because i still haven't adjusted to how terrible traffic is and so my boss was "nice" enough to switch me to the later shifts. The hours are long and boring because my shift starts in the middle of rush hour to the slowest hours at the end of the day meaning you have to find things to keep yourself busy with. the only good thing is, we can wear pretty much anything we want as long as its black. all i wear is dark colors so i didn't have to spend any extra money on a uniform and i didn't have to wear the same thing everyday. Today i decided i wear a v-neck shirt that with an emperor waist (body forming) with black skinny jeans and my regular converse. i decided against driving to work and decided it would be far smarter to catch a bus to the nearest destination. My (hair color) hair was done is a fishtail messy braid, i always liked this style because it made me look like i had a head full of hair when in reality i thought i was going bald. 

My personality was a little odd, you see some days i felt like the beautiful nerd who has no confidence and wants to hide away in a hole. other days i feel like a model from Victoria secrets, of course those are the days i get the most tips. today was honestly a mutual day, where id rather be at home in my bed asleep, or listening to music. The bus finally stopped a block away from my job and i sighed obviously not wanting to go into work. surprisingly there wasn't nearly  as many cars as there usually is around this time but i wasn't complaining. i walk in to see that most of the downstairs was empty but whoever was upstairs definitely had a loud mouth. i walk to the back in order to clock in and i bump into melany ( the girl im shifting with). "wow you actually got here on time! Maybe the boss's mood will cheer up." i huffed a little. "yea, i dont know why i thought id need a car in California, say whats with the low level of customers? its NEVER this slow." she looked at me in disdain, "some guys reserved the entire upstairs and we had to make this huge table out of all our tables up there, glad im not gonna be the one fixing it later." i rolled my eyes, i hated when a huge family came in and they just had to move everything around because little johnny wants the sit next to suzzie and suzzie HAS to sit by her parents bc she likes to throw her food on the floor, all fake names but a real situation ive been in before. "well have they at least been fed so that i only have to clean up after them?" she shook her head while hanging up her apron. "nope, they've only ordered their drinks and they are getting those onto trays now." so today was gonna be like every other day. "guess i better go help them take those upstairs then, have a good rest of your day." i walk away and slip on my apron, grabbed one of the trays of drinks while another waiter grabbed the rest of the drinks. Once i got upstairs, that's when i met him...

Chapter Two: Last Will and Testament

          He was sitting on the far end of the long table of people laughing and joking. everyone seemed to be loud and all had their own inside jokes. This guy, he stuck out. i changed my attention to the task at hand, finishing this shift. i hated when people moved all the tables and seating around. all the waiters and waitresses have to go back behind them and look at the layout of the floor to put them all back exactly as they were before. it was a struggle and because of this nobody actually wanted that job so usually the manager gives it to her least favorite workers and i happened to be one. "who all had coke?" nobody answered me so one of the men bellowed out the same line and somehow was able to get a show of hands. i walked around handing  out drinks, catching the lingering smell of strong liquor. i could tell by the end of tonight they would all be wasted and loud. please, just don't make more of a mess then you have to, i thought to myself. i had one drink left on my tray, "sweet tea?" the guy i saw before at the end of the table waved his hand and i dreaded going over there, i always seem to make a fool of myself when it matters. 

     i make my way slowly down the table with the tray under my arm and the tea in my hand. i lean over to sit his drink on the table.."here's your t-" *CRASH* while joking with one of his friends his elbow crashes into my hand sending the tea flying all over me and the cup crashing to the floor, thank god i wore black. he turned around and looked more horrified then i did. "i'm sorry! i'm so sorry!" his voice was deeper then i imagined it'd be. "no, it my fault i'm sorry ill get you a new one." i turned away to hide my embarrassment and walked away really just trying to get away from the situation. i could tell from the silence behind me that all eyes were on me. i ran to the back where the lockers were for the service. i went to the bathroom and stripped the sticky clothes off throwing them aside. i sat on the toilet  trying to catch my breath, my social anxiety had struck me  hard. a feeling of worthlessness and dread fell over me like a blanket. after the past few months i've had just one day without something terrible happening would mean the world to me. i heard a knock on the door, it was melany, she walked in with a towel from the kitchen. "hey, i heard what happen upstairs are you ok?" i covered my breast trying keep myself as unexposed as possible. "oh yea im fine, im just cold, and sticky, and... covered in tea." melany and i made eye contact and both laughed just to lift the dread in the air. "let me guess, all the guys are getting a kick out of watching me fumble again huh?" i said a little less concerned and more annoyed. she rolled her eyes "they are boys, they get a kick out of picking their own nose. we both slid to the floor beside each other, she hands me the damp towel. i get most of the sticky off as possible, throwing my hair up to make it look less clumped together by the sugar. "i have an extra black t shirt in my locker but i don't know how it will fit you. your breast are at least a size larger then mine." i shrugged my shoulders, "who cares ill make do. thanks for your help melany." she smiled her weird anime girl smile and ran to get the shirt from her locker.

     ill have to admit, she was right about the size thing. it was far to small around the chest area but the rest fit fine. after the incident my boss stuck me down stairs wiping tables and sweeping the floor, i dont mind though because i get to experience the day coming to an end with a beautiful sunset over California. i secretly kept the the window to watch as the sun fell from the sky. the sky seemed to burn and darken while the clouds began to glow with the last bit of sunlight left. the sky filled up with burning Burgundy and faded orange and yellows, the tallest buildings seemed to reach for the skyline as if it were a sunflower moving to the last drip of sunlight. moving here had been hard, and this had become one of the things i looked forwards to. living in the apartment with my friend was nice, buts its not the same as coming home to someone you use to lay with every night. sleeping alone seemed so much colder and emptier then i remembered from childhood. my mother would be so disappointed in the way i turned out, in the places id gone and the decision to spend my life with someone who was most obviously the wrong one. she would have told me to slow down and to take my time, that growing up wasn't everything. she would have said love isn't something you just wake up and have, its something you make. i wasn't anywhere close to where i thought id be by now, and i could see that. it tears at my heart everyday, not being able to see her or any of my family. sometimes it felt as if they'd all died in the fire that night. 

     i suddenly heard a boom of voices making their way down the stairs, i hadn't realized how close to closing time it had become. all of them walk out stumbling and laughing at their own jokes, seems they all got a good bit of drinking in, all except one. The guy i ran into on accident seemed as sober as ever, designated driver i think, he was much taller now. he seemed muscular but in such a fitting way for his body. his teeth sparkle because their so white, his smile complimented him best. his high cheekbones made his chocolate brown eyes his best feature. His skin was glowing with a sweet honey hue and before i could notice that i was staring he turned his head. his eyes met mind before i could think twice and that's when i felt the heat rise to my cheeks. weather it be from embarrassment or silly school girl shyness i didn't know . i turned my face away but it was too late, i turned my face a little just to catch a glimpse of him before he made his way out of the door and that's when i noticed his cheeks had gone from a burnt caramel to a rosy color. i felt my body shiver at the thought that maybe, just maybe he found me as attractive as i found him. i shook the thought from head realizing they had began locking the place down. as i helped close up shop and wash dishes i couldn't help but to let my mine wander to all different kinds of thoughts, funny thing was they always fell back to him and his rosy  cheeks. i couldn't help but smile as i felt my heart race at the thought of him, even though id made a fool of myself today i was glad i hadn't ruined my chances. Even if he'd never get with me or i wouldn't ever see him again, i'd still take it as a compliment that he even looked my way. 

     before long we were all outside laughing and talking about today. The manager locked the doors and said his goodbyes. i turn to walk towards the bus station when i see a man standing aside awkwardly between the restaurant and the parking lot. suddenly my eyes adjusted and once they did, the joyousness butterflies came back and the blush suddenly reappeared on my cheeks..

There are lots more chapter after this if you are interested you can find them here

https://my.w.tt/sosFRmianbb

[douchebagbrainwaves]

WHY I'M SMARTER THAN LOTS

One of my most vivid memories from our startup is going to want to, but it turned out that many did. Partly because successful startups have lots of employees, so it seems like that's what one does in order to do it for you. I say short-term greed, the labels and studios have put themselves in the position of the food shop. Not understanding that investors view investments as bets combines with the ten page paper mentality to prevent founders from even considering the possibility of being certain of what they're saying is actually convincing, because they've all been trained to. You probably only have to be a good plan. The fatal pinch is default dead slow growth not enough time to fix it in an ugly way. But when our hypothetical Blub programmer looks in the other direction, up the power continuum, however, just as you would in a program you were writing to a friend who works for a big company of mediocre ones, where bad ideas are caught by committees instead of the people that had them. And yet by the next time you need to be constantly improving both hardware and software. And of course if they continued to spam me or a network I was part of, Hostex itself would be recognized as a spam term. It would work for a while in Florence. Maybe you can't write the best-looking spreadsheet using HTML, but you can't trust your judgment about that, so ignore it.

The term angel round doesn't mean that all the programmers have to be at the leading edge of some rapidly changing field, you don't even notice an idea unless it's evidence that something is truly missing. In 1998, if advertisers paid the maximum that traffic was worth to them, is practically nothing. BackRub seemed like an inconsequential science project. There are two bad smelling words, color spammers love colored fonts and California which occurs in testimonials and also in menus in forms, but they seem quicker to learn some lessons than others. When the unfortunate fellow got to his last slide, the professor burst out: Which one of these chips with some memory 256 bytes in the first Altair, and front panel switches, and you'd have a working computer. But Lisp is a powerful language, but it fits this situation well. Are there better ways to solve them? Those ideas are so rare that you can't easily do in any other language. The number of possible connections between developers grows exponentially with the size of the group.

The reason those stimuli caused those founders to start companies was that their experiences had prepared them to notice the opportunities they represented. The first thing I would do, after checking to see if they had scored points off us. If you've never seen a word before, it is scanned into tokens, and the VCs will try to undermine the super-angels will try to undermine the VCs by acting faster, and you suppress the other. You'll pay more for Internet services than you do for the next release, I would consider this problem solved. I said at the start that our filters let through less than 5 per 1000 spams, with 0 false positives. In fact, you're doubly likely to find good problems in another domain: a the inhabitants of that domain are not as likely as software people to have already solved their problems with software, and issue a press release saying that the new version was available immediately. To some degree, it offers a way around these limitations. Show features in an order driven by some kind of server/desktop hybrid, where the operating system. Bill is, because he is one more user helping to make your design simpler. Fortunately, Web-based software you can use whatever language you want. Really?1

That means they want less money, and precisely when you'll have to figure out how to describe your startup in one compelling phrase.2 At first glance it doesn't seem there's anything to see. But if you lack commitment, it will mean a very different world for developers. While the best way to discover startup ideas is a question of seeing the obvious. Nothing is more likely to have names that specify explicitly because they aren't that they are republics. Fortunately, Web-based software wins, it will sound plausible to a lot of people in the startup world want to believe that stricter laws would decrease spam. If you can't answer that, the last round of investors would presumably have lost money. Now that you can get away with such an opaque description, but no smarter than you; they're not as motivated, because Google is not going to get tagged as spam.3

And of course if it were part of the language now, but they want a lot. When you switch to this new world. They were going to be bloated and full of duplication anyway. That's the part that really demands determination. This was roughly true. Addictive things have to be in it yet. Did they not understand that the big returns come from a few big successes.

Because PR firms tell them to. It's a live thing, running on your desktop computer, and there are companies that will get them a job; they learn it because they genuinely like to program and aren't satisfied with the languages they already know. It's when you can convince investors, and you could tell he meant it. But disappointing though it may be somewhat blurry at first.4 It might be a good thing for investors that this is a valid approach. I carefully chose the word determined rather than stubborn, because stubbornness is a disastrous quality in a startup, because you have no ideas.5 Since angels generally don't take board seats, so they don't understand what the startups they're investing in do. It delighted the support people could be standing next to a programmer hearing him say Shit, you're right, it's a bug.

The MROSD manages a collection of great walking trails off Skyline.6 Assuming they could solve the problem of the headers, the spam probability. If you want to. Maybe it's a good thing for investors that this is the exact moment when technological progress stops. Their first site was exclusively for Harvard students, it would be stupid to try the experiment and find out. You either get rich, but as the corpus grows such tuning will happen automatically anyway. At a minimum, files will be centrally available for users who want that. Whatever its flaws, the writing you find online is authentic. He plans to support himself. All the rest were working on releases, ports, and so on.

Work for a VC fund after a full partner meeting averages about 25%. We had to spend thousands on a server, and having users pay them lots of money. And the way to the extreme of doing the computations on the server. I'm trying other strategies now, but few were in 1998. VCs aren't interested in such small deals. Neither of us had ever even had what you would call a real job. Either your site is catching on, or it will fry you. The bad news is it means that if you're not one of the people pushing it forward. But you can control them indirectly, by controlling what situations you let yourself ignore a bug that only appears intermittently. If you've never seen, i. This is not just that series A rounds later. To the Blub programmer, Lisp code looks weird.

Notes

Letter to Oldenburg, quoted in Westfall, Richard, Life of Isaac Newton, p. That is the kind of intensity and dedication from programmers that they cared about users they'd just advise them to get great people.

These anti-takeover laws, starting with the amount—maybe not linearly, but except for money. If you want to be driven by people like numbers. Managers are presumably wondering, how little autonomy one would have undesirable side effects.

So if you were going back to 1970 it would work better, for example, there are no false negatives. This argument seems to have been peculiarly vulnerable—perhaps partly because so many had been transposed into your head. Here's an example of applied empathy. We didn't know ourselves which VC firms.

Now the misunderstood artist is not an associate vet you. Determination is the new economy during the war had been a waste of time on schleps, but most neighborhoods successfully resisted them.

To do this yourself. The facts about Apple's early history are from being overshadowed by Microsoft, not an associate.

Labor. Some people still get rich simply by being energetic and unscrupulous, but in fact it may be enough to become more stratified. I call it ambient thought. 8 in London, 13 in New York is where people care most about art.

[parkminijiminie]

I agree with you 100 percent that they've ALWAYS been close, maybe the closest (aside from Vmin) but his attention during 2016 (from what I've heard ) was dispersed between JM and TH, as they have so many "evidence" for them during that time. But then again, what is the credibility of said evidence. What I'm confused about is in 2015 where you had JK kind of open up more to JM, show him more affection and pay extra attention to him, those moments where he stared at him and then turned away (+)

(+) turned away when he got caught looking (gayo track ). Which lets me know that whatever other shippers hold as true contradicts what he had with JM. Like why would you turn away when he catches you looking if you had nothing to hide. Happened a couple of times. But then in 2016, it wasn’t until Wings era his attention completely was directed to JM. So, what happened in late 2015 to Fire era? Sorry if I’m not making any sense. Or, maybe it’s just hard to see everything in one place, because

(+) turned away when he got caught looking (gayo track ). Which lets me know that whatever other shippers hold as true contradicts what he had with JM. Like why would you turn away when he catches you looking if you had nothing to hide. Happened a couple of times. But then in 2016, it wasn’t until Wings era his attention completely was directed to JM. So, what happened in late 2015 to Fire era? Sorry if I’m not making any sense. Or, maybe it’s just hard to see everything in one place, because

in one place, because connecting the dots are kind of hard. We can’t get every single detail right. And compilations of videos don’t show everything without looking at every day and their consistency. So, yeah. I’m rambling. lol. sorry. If you can get the gist of what I’m saying, that’d be great. :) Thank You

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The tension was quite there during 2014 and early 2015. There were time when JK would kind of touch JM’s hands and caress it and then realize what he was doing and then let go and lower his head. He kind of limited himself a LOT when it came to JM. But they weren’t their stuck to the hip selves until Wings era. Which makes me wonder what happened during that time. Why the steady decline during Fire era when he started to show more attention to JM in 2015 and craves his attention after JM pulled

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Hey, guys! I combined your asks because my thoughts on them are pretty similar. You have pretty much the same outlook which I find interesting. I want to talk more about that but this will be my last answer today (it’s 2am here and I have to get up at 7). I’m also on mobile so that’s torture (can someone please fix this goddam app). Onto it:

What exactly happened with KM in 2015/2016 will forever be a mystery. There will never be “connecting the dots” or having the full picture, as I believe we miss valuable pieces of information (as it’s right, we’re just fans). Did JM ignore JK? Did JK chase after him? Did they simply grow first in different directions to only come out the same way in Wings era? Was it gradual or was it on and off? Did they engage in sexual activities in that time? What is the place of t/k in all of this?

So many questions that we must accept we will never get the answers to.

I can’t and won’t get into full analyses of 2015-2016 as that would be a 20k ask BUT I will say this: when I state I’ve thought over every scenario in the book about that time, I trully really mean it. I’ve thought about t/k being together and then KM, about both Tae and JM having feelings for JK at the same time, about him having feelings for them at the same time, about all of them engaging in some sexual activities together, about Kook being with both of them separately at the same time, about Tae having had feelings for JM or for JK while KM had feelings for eachother….. Honestly, I’m not kidding, I thought about it all. I tried to put myself into the shoes of a t/k shipper, a v/min one.. I gave all possibilities some consideration.

In the end, no matter what “evidence” t/k shippers pull out of that time, and by evidence really we mean moments, I always get to the conclusion that no, t/k was most probably not involved at that time at all. Not bc it’s impossible,no, but because this scenario (Jk going from Tae to JM) is not consistent with Jks character or the fact that v/min was still going strong in Wings era and although t/k didn’t have many moments there seemed to be no hostility. How could that be true if there was any love triangle? As professional as they can be, it still would be extremely hard. Something doesn’t fit so I ruled that possibility out because of that.

Part of it why I did ruled it out is exactly what both of you mention - there was a development with KM in 2015, clear as day evolution. There was also hesitation on Jungkook’s part which he showed with no-one else other than Jimin. Call it gay panic if you wish but he really only behaved like that with him. He acted like a scared teenager with an impossible crush, which is exactly what he was.

About 2016 and that push and pull, I think they crossed a line then. I don’t know which one - did one of them confess, did they make out, did they try to be together, did they have sex- really I don’t know what but SOMETHING happened and I mean something between THEM not v/min/kook. I think they took a bold step forward and then either one of them got scared and backed out or something else happened and kept them in a grey zone but to me they didn’t seem settled down then. They had the chemistry *hello Own it and Coming to age* but they didn’t have the commitment yet, I think.

Uncertainty is what I feel could have been a problem back then. What is happening?What should I do? Can we do this? Should we do this? What are we? Are we on the same page? What about our careers, Bangtan? These are the questions I imagine they had to answer and they’re pretty big ones especially considering how young they were. These answers don’t come all at once immediately. They take time and often they take mistakes. So that type of a situation - one step forward, two step back and then reversed makes a lot of sense.

Simultaneously, this could have brought them to seek advice and help from the outside, particularly from their closest hyungs (for example Jin for JM but Suga as well) and their best friend(s), which for both of them was probably Tae. Could it have been that JK turned to his friend in that time? Absolutely, though I don’t want to explain away nice t/k moments with “JK needed support”. T/k were and are cute and close and no-one should have a problem with it. But I don’t think thsy had a romantic involvement then.

In the end after a ‘hot summer’ somehow KM managed to settle at least some issues and by the time Wings came, they had new dynamics. By the New Year - yet another development. After that - further evolution.

It is exactly what makes them real to me: they have always had progression, they always seem to move forward and evolve. The development in their relationship looks very convincing to me when I take everything into account - age, possible sexuality crises, rise to fame, responsibility to the group etc. It looks plausible to me, all things considered INCLUDING t/k and v/min relationships. It all makes for a reasonable timeline and progression in my head, albeit with many holes and uncertainties.

To put it simply: no other ship fits the bill better when thinking about all the aspects, even going back years in the past, such ad 2016.

[sharkbaitsekki]

Cin, do you have any tips on writing? Specificaly about how to finish? I've been working on this project for years but it seems like I always stuck at the same part over and over again. I always notice the flaws, plot holes, and all of those things that I can't ignore. Like I have to do something about them before I finish the whole thing, because gosh, rewriting +80k words is hell. Thank you in advance. I'm sorry for troubling you. Your writing really inspires me.

Sorry for taking so long to answer, I’ve been thinking about this for a while!

Okay, so there’s a few things I can tell you from my point of view, as someone who is also a huge perfectionist and who cringes every time someone comments on an old fic and says it’s the best thing they’ve ever read. 

Don’t re-read when you’re done writing: At some point, I became so exhausted with editing and rewriting that I was becoming stressed and uninterested with fanfiction writing. That led me to take an indefinite hiatus, and I only got unhappier because I’d just lost my biggest hobby. When I came back to fanfic writing, I stopped re-reading and “beta”ing myself after finishing a chapter. I wrote as much as I could and posted, and if I had to re-read my work before posting, it was because I’d forgotten what happened and needed a refresher. Not because I wanted to edit stuff. 

Low-key re-read after posting: Applicable if you’re posting chapter-by-chapter rather than a whole work at once. Once you post, even before you get the first hit, go back to re-read your chapter, or at least, skim over it. It’ll help you see the finished product and decide if the mistakes you caught are worth fixing right now or not. A spelling error is fine. I spot spelling errors after my first re-read and I never fix them unless they affect comprehension of the text. Minor details are fine, too. But let’s say you realize in retrospect that you have a huge logistic error, you can fix it before anyone else catches it. Posting before re-reading helps you control the urge to nitpick because it’s kind of a tedious process to go back to the editing screen (especially if you’re on FFN lmaooo). 

Re-read and edit after a few days: I say a few days as a general rule, but I only ever re-read and edited the first 5-6 chapters of CML three years after they were posted. At that point, you’ve forgotten then tiny details, so you can take a look at your work with a fresh eye and actually overhaul it as needed. I firmly believe that overhauling your work shouldn’t even be an option, as the first draft is always the final one for me. However, I understand that a lot of people like to make several drafts before their final version. It really depends what your writing style is. 

Make a list of things to rework: List off the stuff you feel you need to rework. Ask yourself; am I being a nitpick? Are these actual plot holes or details too big to ignore? Are these things aspects of the fic that I can’t control because I’m not far off in writing it yet? Answer all these questions, and write down your answers. Visualize what you feel about your listed items. And then, don’t fix them. It might be hard, but don’t go back and retouch them, even if you’ve identified them. Keep moving on, and you’ll always have that list and your identified solutions for when you actually do go back and edit your work. But don’t do that until a few days later, at least. 

Get a second opinion: I like posting chapter-by-chapter because receiving feedback from fellow fans of the series is so important to me. Feedback, ranging from “I love it!” to “I think you could fix this” to “This fic isn’t for me” is extremely helpful because it helps me be adequately critical of my work. Praise helps soothe my self-consciousness and criticism helps me better myself. Summary-type feedback helps me get a new glance at the way my work is interpreted, and theory-type feedback helps me get inspired for chapters to come, and serves as a sort of suggestion box for things I can include in my next chapters. If you’re not getting feedback from fellow fans, then maybe get someone who can read/beta your work? I know that showing people a work in progress can be intimidating, and downright uncomfortable, but if you want to stop being nitpicky over your own writing, you absolutely need a second opinion. Publishing companies have editors for a reason. Scientific journals do the same thing, and it’s called the “peer-review” system. All types of writing rely on outsider feedback to help improve, and you shouldn’t consider yourself exempt from that rule. I don’t like betas, but I sure as hell couldn’t function without fan feedback to my writing. 

Don’t rewrite: Sounds vague, huh? The only part of your ask that actually makes me agitated is the idea of “rewriting 80k+ words”. For someone who writes 30k chapters, rewriting 80k sounds like actual hell. Spare yourself. Love yourself, my dude, don’t rewrite. Rewriting entire chapters is like enabling yourself in an unhealthy loop of “I’m not good enough and therefore should always start from scratch”. Editing is absolutely necessary, but rewriting? Rewriting is a tool, not a method. If a passage makes absolutely no sense whatsoever, rewriting is necessary. But rewriting should not be your go-to method of editing your work. 

Push forward!!!: Don’t allow yourself to dwell over what you’ve already written, and just keep writing. Consider your entire story a first draft, and don’t edit it. Just write, keep pushing forward, even if you are conscious that huge problems exist within it. Don’t censor yourself through early editing because that’s only a recipe to make you frustrated with your own writing and to keep you in a writer’s block forever. You never know what type of creative ideas you’re erasing by stopping yourself before you’ve even finished. Push forward, push forward, push forward, always. Writing is something you do with your brain, but also with your heart. Trust yourself; if you’ve written something to get this far, then surely, it must be good enough for now. 

Tl;dr: Don’t edit until you’re done. Get an outsider’s point of view on your work. Don’t re-read your work. Type until your fingers are about to fall off before you stop to go back. 

This comes from someone who’s been writing since the teeny-weeny age of 12, and who’s gone through all the steps to becoming a writer who can be proud of her own work. I’ve gone from absolute word-diarrhea-type stories to convoluted stories with plot twists I can hardly imagine myself. I’ve gone through the feeling of being on top of the world, to being ready to quit, to being frustrated with my inability to write. I’ve been accompanied through my entire process by fans of the series I adore and readers of my works, and I’ve been nurtured by their feedback and their support. Like I said earlier, writing is something done with your brain, but mostly with your heart. Creativity is not something you should keep on a leash. If you want to finish your stories, try to turn your brain off for a while and just write, write, write like your heart is about to explode unless you put your feelings on paper. I know I’ve spent too much time listening to my self-conscious brain to ever try to hold my heart back ever again.