#RE is lemon coded

[universal-casey]

I couldn’t help myself. The idea hit like a truck. Russian Empire is lemon

[poxmmo]

Beef master!!!1111!!!

Animation meme made by me

Here is the link with the credits! (I didn’t do the coding) https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/994380593/ Ty:)

[xuexing-lumi]

“Soft Boy Mode: Jungkook When His Girl’s Down Bad (Sick Edition)” + Tarot reading

✦ by Lumi, your fave tarot it-girl 💅✨

✦ TAROT SPREAD

The Devil: This shows his intense attachment and obsessive protectiveness. When she’s sick, he becomes possessive and controlling in a way that’s born from fear, fearing for her health. He may go a little overboard: hovering over her, not letting anyone else take care of her, and insisting she follows his methods of healing even if it’s unconventional. He needs her to recover fast.

Temperance (x2): The double appearance is powerful. It means despite his extreme inner anxiety, he will center himself and try to remain calm and healing for her sake. He’ll strive to balance medicine and emotion, giving her warm teas, essential oils, cozy lighting and whatever soothes her soul. He becomes her personal nurse.

The Wheel of Fortune: He understands illness is cyclical it comes and goes. So rather than panicking permanently, he puts faith in divine timing. He’ll likely pray for her, talk to the universe, manifest her recovery. He may feel emotionally shaken at first, but his resilience kicks in. He believes “this too shall pass.”

The Hanged Man: This is where Jungkook surrenders his usual roles. He pauses everything else in his life like schedules, performances, gym sessions. His world slows down. He re-prioritizes and puts her first. He'll stay up late watching over her, put a damp cloth on her head, bring her soup even when she says she’s not hungry. It’s a sacrifice of time, ego, and energy.

The Hermit: When she’s sick, he withdraws with her. He won’t want to go out or be with others, his world becomes just the two of them. He’ll be deeply introspective, listening to her breathing as if it's the only sound that matters. He might not post anything, go live, or speak to many people. He becomes quiet, focused, emotionally internalized.

Scenario: "When She's Sick"

She’s curled up in bed, skin a little pale, eyes dull with fatigue. Jungkook doesn’t panic out loud.He’s spiraling. He keeps googling symptoms and remedies even though the doctor said it’s nothing serious. “Just rest,” they told her. But rest doesn’t feel like enough to him.

He makes her ginger honey tea with lemon, he Googled the recipe three times. He touches her forehead gently, eyes scanning her like she might disappear. “Are you warm enough? Wait—lemme get the other blanket.” He brings three.

She tells him, “I’m okay.” He replies softly, “You don’t have to be.” And then? He sits at her bedside and watches anime with her, even the cringe ones because she loves them,while silently massaging her hand under the covers.

He doesn’t post on Instagram. Doesn’t train. He just stays by her side.

At one point, he leaves the room for ten minutes, and when he comes back, she’s asleep. He just watches her for a second. Breathes out. And whispers, “You’re my whole world, you know that?”

(I THINK I SHOULD START WRITING FANFICS T_T)

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[deesblanketfort]

Sick and regressed ☆´ˎ˗ ︶︶︶ 

Well, while I'm writting this I'm bedridden (likely with covid), and for some reason I really want to spend my sick days regressed and take something good out of it at least.

Getting comfy!

🧦: Pajamas time! Is there anything more regressor-coded than cozy printed pajamas, an animal kigurumi or onesie? I'd say no. And since I'm staying on bed, I'm surely wearing those all day long.

🛏️: Bed setup! When you're bedridden, a bed table ends up being really useful in case you want to do stuff that requires a flat surface. If you have one of those, lucky you! I, however had to improvise with a smooth wooden board standing on my lap, therefore any kind of long, resilient and flat surface can do the job just fine.

🧦: Blanket fort! Alternatively, if you're able to roam around your house or have someone to help, you can build a blanket fort over your bed or a comfy surface to stay in!

🛏️: Sick gear! Runny nose? Bring tissues. Got a fever? Make a cold damp towel for your forehead. Tummy aches or localized pain? Make a hot water compress. And make sure to keep track of the meds you're taking, of course.

🧦: Get your plushies! Since what I got is very contagious close contact with anyone is out of the table, but my stuffies are completely immune to sickness and ready to cuddle! (I'll have to wash them afterwards to disinfect them though)

Games and activities!

🎮: Viddy games! Either on computer, phone or a console (handheld preferred), videogames are perfectly stationary and don't require much movement from your part.

🖍️: Table games! Table games are also stationary and can be played right from your bed if you have a bed table, although most games need other people to play with you, your plushies can serve this purpose.

🎮: Play pretend! Playing pretend can be limited when you're bedridden, but there are some scenarios you're perfectly able to do! Such as pretending you're a shop owner and your stuffies are the clients, pretending your stuffies are your doctors/nurses taking care of you, or vice versa. Things like tea parties and pretend schools are still on the table!

🖍️: Arts and crafts! Being sick won't stop me from wanting to draw and color, since I can do it from my bed anyways! Aside from drawing and coloring, I might as well do some collage and paper craft, just might need help to clean up afterwards.

🎮: Cartoon time! No better opportunity to (re)watch your favorite cartoons than when you're sick, bedridden and bored, right? And since this brings me comfort, here are some cartoon episodes that center on being sick: Bumpy and the Wise Old Wolfhound (Bluey), Steve Gets The Sniffles (Blues Clues), Bear Flu (We Bare Bears), Doctor Daisy M.D (Mickey Mouse Clubhouse), Arthur's Chicken Pox (Arthur)

Snack time!

🍼: Hot drinks! Specially if you're with a cold or a sore throat in general, hot drinks such as hot cocoa and tea are perfect for warming up an icky throat.

🧁: Spices for a sore throat! Like mint, honey, ginger and lemon. I'm sure there's plentiful of drinks you can make using these!

🍼: Give preference to healthy snacks and meals! Like fruits and veggies, yogurt, noodles, soup or sandwiches. Bonus points if they're arranged in a fun shape (animal, plant, star, etc)!

🧁: Keep your appetite in check! It's pretty common to lose your appetite when sick, therefore I'd say it's ideal to keep your meals smaller (and sometimes eat more often) than usual.

Taking care of yourself!

🧸: Stay hydrated! Water is always good, and if you're sick you likely need it more than usual, drinking from sippy cups, baby bottles, straw cups or any kind of fun themed cup is usually more fun and encouraging than boring adult cups.

🧶: Keep your temperature in check as well! Besides from checking if you have a fever ever so often, it's also good to keep yourself warm with blankets and heating if your body feels cold, or alternatively, turning on fans and using lighter sheets instead of blankets if you're too hot.

🧸: Beware the germs! If you got a contagious disease (like me), make sure to properly wash and disinfect anything you bring to your mouth such as pacis, teethers, bottles and cutlery before and after using them. Plus, it's important to wear a mask or ask others to wear a mask when near you as well.

🧶: Resting is key! Some of these days I'm too tired to do anything above, and I'd rather just nap the whole day, and that's okay! Sometimes being sick means not being able to do anything at all and it's important to have your extended napping time to get better.

[mattsdiva]

School trouble

Scheduled change - m.s

Guidance!assistance!matt x troubled!reader

Warnings : cursing but that don’t hurt anybody (I think it don’t)

Divider creds : @bernardsbendystraws

The guidance counselor’s office was quieter than usual. A soft buzz came from the lamp on the desk, illuminating the collection of sticky notes Matt had obsessively color-coded. He glanced at the clock. Sixth period. He had about twenty minutes before Mrs. Carey returned from her meeting with the principal.

The guidance counselor’s office always smelled like old paper and lemon disinfectant, and somehow, it had become his second home this year.He wasn’t in trouble he never was. In fact, he’d accidentally become Mrs. Carey’s unofficial assistant sometime last fall, when he helped a kid calm down after a panic attack outside Chemistry. Since then, she started trusting him to talk to students who didn’t really connect with adults. And he didn’t mind. Most of the time, it felt like he was actually helping. Plus, it got him out of P.E. on Mondays.

But today was different. Mrs. Carey closed her laptop and folded her hands, looking at him like she was about to ask a lot more than a check-in. “Listen.. Matt I want to change your class schedule” she said calmly. Matt blinked “is this about my panic attacks?” “No” she smiled god she always smiled “this is about a student.. y/n” Matt was shocked “the girl the cursed out Ms. Hensley last week?”

“The one and only,” Mrs. Carey said with a sigh. “She’s had a rough year. ADHD, disciplinary reports, more detentions than I can count. She’s smart, but she’s… reactive. No one’s gotten through to her, and teachers are giving up.” “And you want me to what.. fix her?” Matt asked “I want you to be in the classes she’s struggling in. Quiet support. Help her stay focused. Let her see someone who gets it sitting beside her. History, Math, and Art. You’d still have enough credits to stay on track.

“It’s called being a friend”

Matt groaned. “Mrs. Carey…”

“She’s not a project, Matt. She’s a human being and she haz feeling. And if anyone can get through to her without making her feel like a screw-up, it’s you.” He leaned back in the chair, staring at the ceiling. “What if she hates me?”me?”“She already does,” she said cheerfully. “But she also thinks no one’s listening. So maybe show her someone is.”

The Next Day

History Class..

Y/N didn’t notice him at first when he walked in and took the seat beside her. She was too busy drawing angry little lightning bolts in the margin of her notebook, her hood up and her earbuds in even though she wasn’t supposed to be playing music but you could hear the Billie eilish in her earbuds. Y/n turned and looked at Matt confused “since when are you in this class?” Matt looked scared his body tensed up “uh because my anxiety..” she sighs loud “did Ms Carey send you here?” “I’m not a babysitter,” Matt said quickly. “I’m just a guy who also thinks Hensley talks like an annoying bitch with no skip button.”

That got the smallest twitch in the corner of her mouth, but she looked away fast. “I don’t need help.”

“Cool,” he said casually, flipping open his notebook. “Then I guess we’ll just sit here and mutually ignore this disaster of a lesson.” She didn’t respond, but she didn’t stop looking at matt either.

A/N this is soooo cute I’ve re wrote this like 5 times sooo I’m finally happy with how this came out if this was confusing in any way Matt is still a student at the school and their both 16!!

Taglist : @bernardsbendystraws @kenah-sturniolo @courta13 @mattspillowprincess @sturns-mermaid @devotedlyteenagemusic @kahlidosenotread

[tobiasdrake]

Guess I'll wrap things up in town and head to the re-sleepover.

Okay, last time I was here, I weirded out this child. This time, I'm gonna TRY. HARDER.

Jackpot. Children love puns about their favorite thing. Now this small child of no clear importance thinks I'm cool.

That is very important to me.

I don't know why.

FROG SPELL

Nyeh heh heh heh heh! I have discovered the cheat code to being popular with kids. It's frogs. The cheat code is frogs.

Now if only I could extend that popularity to adults.

And my teammates.

And now. We have. THE FLOWER. Aggggggggh the flower. So much pressure. Hmm. Maybe I can bribe Bonbon into not hating me.

HEY HALF-PINT, PRESENT FOR YOU

Because I'm trying to improve our team's cohesion and the friction that exists between you and me is basically our only interpersonal conflict. Consider this an olive branch.

I'm gonna go out on a limb and call this one "Mission Failed" since I'm pretty sure I just made things awkward and weird. There might not be a way to bury the hatchet with this kid. They're under a lot of stress.

I just want to know who keeps breaking the bread. I was specifically watching for it and it still crept up on me. I blinked for one second - Well, okay, I had a brief chat with my Lemonfriend about ignoring all of you but that's beside the point - and then there was just this hideous CRACK and the bread was ripped in half.

How!? WHEN!? WHO!?

You could just tell me now and then I'll know it so when I die and you've un-told it to me I can spare you the embarrassment of telling me.

Then again maybe we should keep it on the down-low to avoid making my Lemonfriend jealous. I'm sure they're listening in on every word we say. They're clingy and stalkerish like that.

Wow. We're back here again already. In my defense, I DID check for traps. I very briefly skimmed each pillar so I'm pretty sure there has to be some sort of complex--

Well. Okay then.

I now realize that the cause of my death was, in fact, that I suck at my job. Cool.

I would make a remark here about "going to crawl under a rock and die" but the boulder has a sense for ironic timing so it's best not to chance it. Let's just flick this stupid switch and move on.

Done. Mistake unmade. No longer have I died a clown. DO YOU HEAR THAT, LEMONFRIEND!? I HAVE SUCCESSFULLY NOT DIED.

BOOM, nothing to worry about now. It should be smooth sailing from here. Let's go commit regicide with extreme prejudice.

Cutlery is an interesting subject matter, actually. There's a lot of differentiation in individual sizes, shapes, and compositions of individual cutlery that contribute to a variety of different meal experiences. Even chopsticks come in many different forms.

But this would fall under the category of etiquette. I'm not quite sure if Madame Odile's field of expertise falls into that wheelhouse. Though I could see it....

Hey, give me some credit. You know how hard it is to cheat gratuitously under four different sets of watchful eyes?

You call it cheating. I call it speed practice. That's the kind of manual dexterity that lets me throw signs so fast.

Well that's fucking dangerous. THANKS FOR JUST BRINGING IT UP NOW, BONNIE. What if I slipped on that?

<.<

>.>

What... if I slipped on that....

Zero hesitation. FOR SCIENCE!

YES

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

Okay. We have proven that my lemon drop powers will still bring me back in time even if I'm frozen in time. This is a very useful piece of information to establish, so it's good to get that out of the way before we meet the King while the risk is still....

...

...while the risk is still....

...

Oh. Wait. That could have been really bad for me. If that didn't work then--

LET'S NOT THINK ABOUT THAT HAHAHA I'm sure my Lemonfriend wouldn't have left me strander there. It's fine. The important thing is that I now know my ability to loop is immutable even by time.

This is what PROGRESS looks like. >:D

[studyyblrring]

to do list 24th of june

happy tuesday 🌟 ateez made it onto the billboard top 100 chart so to celebrate i will try my best to have a productive day 💪🏻

haven't been having the best days brain/mood/general mental health wise lately, but things still have to get done so here's to doing our best, whatever that looks like today 💖

update: today went better than expected for sure. tho i am not done with reading + taking notes on the research paper, i made some progress on it so i'll count it as done, even tho it's not completed yet. i also didn't get the chance to code recommendation diversity today, so i will move it to tomorrow's to do's alongside today's extra tasks. all in all, i'm quite happy with my progress on the first day of trying to get back on track ☺️

Thesis:

✅ progress meeting with my thesis supervisor (already done)

☐ code the formula for intralist diversity

✅ generate top-25/50/100 recommendations

✅ re-read paper on the impact of pop bias on fairness & calibration + take notes this time

optional (if i still have time once im done with these 🫡):

☐ go through papers on novelty i already have

☐ write down definitions

☐ find novelty formulas applicable for my case

한국어:

✅ anki deck reviews + new daily words

✅ go through physical flashcards

☐ lesson 2 - workbook exercises

Personal:

✅ physio exercises

✅ workout (1 move with nicole pilates video)

✅ meditate

✅ do laundry

✅ read 30 pages

today's plan is quite ambitious, so let's see how far i can make it. 오늘도 파이팅 해야지~

🎧ateez - lemon drop 🍋💦

📖 'cleopatra and frankenstein' by coco mellors

[tianasimstreehouse]

New Update List - 24th Nov

Hello, I missed a couple of little lines of code for the "speed up" background to show up (if you have the Chef Hustle Pack) 🤦‍♀️ I've gone through and re-updated the Breakfast and Dessert Recipes:

So sorry for the inconvenience of re-downloading ❤️

(I've also updated the SFS bulk download link if you'd like to download the recipes in bulk and pluck out the desserts, breakfasts etc. and delete the rest!)

Breakfast Banana Pancakes Blueberry Pancakes Waffles & Berry Waffles Honey Crumpets

Desserts Lemon Poppyseed Cake Little Clouds Cake Stork & Baby Cake Black Forest Gateau Ice Cream Cake - I've finally figured out how to make this not shiny!! Strawberries & Cream Swiss Roll Lemon Tart Chocolate Tart Raspberry Tartlets Kiwi Tartlets Peach Pie Pecan Pie Woodland Cake

Still to be updated... Pizza Margherita Spaghetti with Meatballs Lasagne Chicken Fajitas Beef Fajitas Shrimp and Grits Meatloaf Egg Salad Sandwiches U.F.O Jam Sandwiches Cucumber Gazpacho Swiss Cheese Roasted Chestnuts

Broken Seafood Boil - need to work out what's wrong with this one!

[empress-of-time1109]

[April special II ]♾️ A Room Full of Ghosts (third page) - “Sweet Addiction” [Kenma Kozume , Tomura Shigaraki]

Part 1-

Part 2-

Part 3-

It’s Not Just a Game, It’s a Coping Mechanism.

The front door creaked open with the theatrical flair of a horror movie sound effect. You stepped inside like a sleep-deprived goblin fresh from school, still half-caffeinated and fully done with existence. Your backpack hit the floor with a tragic thud, like it too had lost its will to live.

The room smelled faintly of instant noodles, lemon-scented floor cleaner, and—oddly—pixelated concentration.

Kenma was already there, on your worn-out chair, hunched over your console like a brooding cryptid. His cat hoodie was up, his fingers danced across buttons like piano keys, and the soft, familiar chime of in-game currency being collected filled the room.

You blinked.

“Kenma?”

He didn’t glance up, didn’t flinch, didn’t even seem surprised you were home.

“Hey,” he murmured, thumbs moving like they were on fire. “Got to level 54 without dying.”

You dropped your phone on the bed, careful not to startle him, as though he were a particularly antisocial woodland creature. “Sorry if I ruined your streak by breathing or something.”

He paused long enough to look at your —just a glance. “You’re fine. Want to join?”

That was Kenma-speak for I like your presence enough to tolerate you during peak grind time, and you took it as a compliment of the highest order.

You flopped down beside him and kicked off your shoes, which promptly landed on top of your ottoman like a pair of retired warriors. “I was gonna play Prince of Persia: The Two Thrones, actually. I need to relive my glory days of wall-running and committing acrobatic war crimes.”

Kenma wordlessly handed you the console. He respected sacred rituals.

The hours blurred.

The sky turned from washed-out optimism to noir dread. At some point, rain began to patter softly against the windows. Kenma was deep into a boss fight, barely blinking, and you were wall-jumping in Two Thrones like your life depended on it—which, emotionally, it kind of did.

There was something holy about these quiet afternoons of unspoken companionship. Not everything needed words. Some days, you just needed someone beside you in a room, both of you mentally AFK from your respective traumas.

You were halfway through a puzzle involving some suspicious levers when you noticed… a hand.

More specifically, a crusty, suspiciously villainous hand hovering near your bowl of cheese puffs.

“You really like dying a lot in this game, huh?” a voice rasped from behind your place on the carpet.

Your soul left your body, did a triple somersault, and returned with a slap.

You turned slowly. Very slowly.

There he was—Tomura Shigaraki.

Behind you wearing his usual villain outfit like it wasn’t wildly out of place, surrounded by empty soda cans and a very confused cat plushie.

Kenma didn’t even blink. “He’s been here for like twenty minutes.”

“Excuse me?” You hissed.

“He said he was waiting for his turn.”

“What do you mean waiting—This isn’t a multiplayer séance!”

Tomura scratched at his neck, eyes lazily watching the game. “You’re terrible at that wall-run section, by the way.”

“It’s hard, okay?” You snapped. “Unlike you, I wasn’t born in a lab with cheat codes for hands.”

Kenma blinked. “Wait, is this the villain with the skin condition?”

“I do not have a skin condition—”

You sighed and paused the game, arms crossed like a sleep-deprived middle manager. “Alright, Tomura, spill it. What are you doing here? And if you say ‘vibes,’ I’m unplugging the router.”

Tomura plopped into the armchair like it owed him rent. “Games. You get it. I figured I’d hang out where people actually respect the grind.”

You blinked. “Wait, I forgot you are addicted too.”

“I don’t call it addiction,” he muttered, picking up your half-eaten snack. “I call it… immersive escapism with occasional god complex validation.”

Kenma hummed. “That sounds like an addiction.”

“That sounds like therapy.” You muttered under your breath.

By hour four, it wasn’t just a game anymore. It was a test of moral strength, spiritual endurance, and wrist integrity.

Tomura had shoved a pillow behind his back, stolen the blanket Kenma had dropped earlier, and was now gripping the controller like it owed him child support. The screen showed the Prince mid-wall-run, but he slipped again.

Dead.

“I swear to Ra, if he faceplants one more time, I’m cursing the royal bloodline.”

“You already look like you came with a free pharaoh’s curse,” You muttered, curled beside him, controller in hand and expression hovering between murderous rage and emotional trauma.

He ignored you. “Why does he jump like he’s made of IKEA wood? My grandmother ’s bones move smoother .”

“Because this game is old. Ancient. Practically fossilized. It was built before humanity discovered graceful mechanics.”

He squinted at the screen. “I’ve seen dying rats with better parkour.”

“You are a dying rat, don’t insult my favourite game. Only I get to do that,” You quipped.

Tomura was unbothered. He was laser-focused, halfway into the game like his soul had made a digital pact with the device. “Hand me the chips.”

You tossed them at his face. “You’re getting crumbs in your villain hoodie.”

“It adds texture.”

“Texture doesn’t mean Dorito fallout.”

They passed the controller back and forth like a sacred relic. He raged. You screamed. They both shouted at the television like it had personally betrayed their families.

“Oh my God, the Dark Prince again?!” You shrieked as black sand consumed the character.

“Let me guess,” Tomura said, deadpan. “Time for more angst and internal monologue.”

“’The sands have taken more than time… they have taken my soul…’” You mocked in a low, brooding voice. “Please. Somebody get my prince a therapist and a sturdy pair of boots.”

Tomura nodded solemnly. “He and I are not so different.”

“You have a hand problem. He has a personality split. Get your own trauma.”

He huffed and resumed gameplay. “Whatever. I like this part. It’s like watching my own descent into madness but with better hair.”

The addiction had crept in quietly. At first, it was an hour. Maybe two. A little digital escapism, a sprinkle of sarcasm, a lot of insults.

But now?

They were invested. Every boss fight felt like a war. Every cutscene was practically Shakespearean. When they reached the chariot race sequence, You screamed so loud the neighbors probably thought someone was being murdered by a medieval horse.

“WHY DOES THIS SEGMENT EXIST?!” You cried, violently steering the chariot and crashing for the sixth time. “WHO THOUGHT THIS WAS FUN?!”

Tomura was doubled over laughing, absolutely useless. “You drive like you were raised in a sandstorm.”

“I was raised in a sandstorm—called life!”

Despite the chaos, the mood softened somewhere around hour ten.

The palace garden sequence loaded, soft music drifting in from the console. The atmosphere changed. For a moment, the stress dissolved into something quieter. Something close to… contentment.

You looked over and saw him leaning back, his fingers briefly still.

“You ever thought about how beautiful this is?” You asked.

He didn’t answer at first. Just watched the vines sway pixel by pixel on the ancient screen.

“Yeah,” he said finally. “Even the doomed stuff’s got beauty in it. Like it knows it’s temporary, so it tries harder.”

You blinked.

That wasn’t even sarcastic.

“Wow,” You said, clutching your heart. “Look who’s growing feelings like a fungus.”

He grinned. “Shut up before I break your save file.”

But the high came with a low.

You felt it creeping in—behind the laughter, beneath the controller grips, in the tension that never left your jaw. This wasn’t just entertainment. It was a tether. A lifeline made of pixels and key commands. You played not to win but to breathe. To feel something that wasn’t panic or nothingness.

Tomura knew it too.

He’d stopped cracking jokes by hour six. Just stared at the screen, like he could fall into it if he blinked long enough.

“You ever feel like the game’s safer than real life?” he asked quietly.

“All the time,” You answered, too fast. “At least there, I know the rules.”

“At least there,” he said, “you respawn.”

They didn’t speak after that. The silence was filled with the sound of sand and swords, and their own unspoken desperation.

It was past 2 a.m. when you finally saved the game and took a break. Your hands were cramped. His eyes were bloodshot.  Neither of you moved to turn it off.

Addiction wasn’t always dramatic. Sometimes it was just two people clutching plastic, because it hurt less than holding onto reality.

Still, there was warmth in it.

Kinship.

A strange, gothic, popcorn-scented friendship built on trauma and cheat codes.

Eventually, You leaned your head on his shoulder.

“You smell like expired energy drinks,” You murmured.

“You smell like insomnia and unresolved issues,” he replied.

You smiled.

You both sat there in the soft flicker of the TV, exhausted, but for once… okay.

Tomorrow, they could fall apart.

Tonight, they could just… play.

The palace garden sequence loaded, soft music drifting in from the console. The atmosphere shifted. Gone were the manic sprints and bone-grinding wall runs; in their place: hurled strings, golden light filtering through ruined arches, and vines that swayed like the ghosts of forgotten royalty.

You didn’t speak for a long time.

Because this—this part—meant something.

You've played this trilogy since you were old enough to understand the words “press X to continue.” The Sands of Time, Warrior Within, and The Two Thrones weren’t just games. They were memories burned in the corners of your brain like an old photo album made of glitchy shadows and monologues.

“I really love this trilogy,” You said softly, more to yourself than to Shigaraki. “Like. Stupidly love it.”

He glanced at you, still slouched under Kenma’s blanket, fingers curled around a nearly empty chip bag. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. I played this first time when I was like, in middle school. Hide it from my mom because I wasn’t supposed to have violent games. Which is hilarious, because this is, like, tame compared to reality now.”

Tomura hummed, watching you more than the game now.

You hugged the controller to your chest. “I remember thinking: ‘If I could just be in this world—even the scary, cursed, sand-infected version—I’d be okay.’ Like, I could wall-run out of school, time-rewind out of awkward conversations, stab my way through the algebra curriculum.”

He snorted. “That’s… painfully on brand for you.”

“It’s escapism with eyeliner and sword flips.” You smiled faintly. “It made me believe I could outrun anything. Even myself.”

Tomura looked at the screen, at the animated Prince resting briefly in his journey. “So. You still wanna be in it?”

“Honestly? Yeah. Even now. Especially now.”

There was a strange understanding in his silence—like he, too, had played a game once that felt more like home than the four walls around him.

“Then let’s finish it,” he said. “One more time.”

Three more hours, two bowls of ramen, and Kenma’s own truly unhinged Mario Kart session later, the room was a disaster zone of discarded controllers, banter, and soft jazz that no one remembered turning on.

You were curled up on the carpet now, blanket over your shoulders like a depressed burrito. Kenma had fallen asleep mid-load screen. Tomura, for all his villainous flair, was currently arguing with you about why RPG villains had better fashion than heroes.

“All I’m saying,” he said, finishing your soda, “is if I’m going to monologue about the futility of human life, I should at least be doing it in a floor-length cape.”

“You already do that,” You said dryly.

“Exactly. And now I want Kenma’s hoodie too.”

“He’ll bite.”

“I’m into it.”

You rolled your eyes so hard they nearly reset your optic nerves.

It was absurd. Completely absurd.

And yet, for the first time in days, You weren't thinking about how your chest sometimes felt like it had a black hole instead of a heart, or how assignments were piling up like unpaid emotional rent. Here, with a quiet gamer, a chaotic villain, and your favorite broken PS2-era disc, You remembered what it felt like to just… exist.

Not as someone high-functioning. Not as someone managing. Just someone being.

As the sky threatened to break into dawn and Kenma softly snored, you turned to Tomura.

“Do you think it’s bad?” You asked.

“What?”

“This. The games. How much I rely on them.”

He looked at your —really looked—and for a second, there wasn’t a punchline on his lips.

“Addiction’s just a place you go when everything else gets too loud,” he said simply. “The trick isn’t leaving the place. It’s knowing when to come back.”

You didn’t answer.

You didn’t need to.

Eventually, Tomura stood, stretched like a villain late for his next existential crisis, and walked to the window.

“You’ll see me again,” he said. 

And then—just like that—he was gone.

No poof. No dramatic exit. Just a faint whiff of regret and corn chips.

You blinked at the empty window, blanket still wrapped around you, heart still full of glitchy joy.

Kenma mumbled something about saving files in his sleep.

You picked up the controller again.

And hit “continue”.

It was already 6 a.m. when you finally peeled yourself off the carpet like a leftover sticker and staggered toward your bed. Your limbs were rubber. Your brain was soup. Your eyes were screaming in Morse code.

“I’m dying,” You declared, faceplanting into the mattress with all the grace of a soggy pancake.

Kenma groaned like a raccoon in a trash throne. “You can’t just quit after the Dahaka chase. That’s criminal. That’s—”

“—that’s my corneas revolting,” You mumbled into a pillow. “I love you. I love this game. I love that dumb cursed dagger. But if I don’t sleep now, I’ll ascend. Or explode.”

“Fine,” he grunted. “Sleep. I'll glare at the loading screen like a disappointed father .”

You gave him a lazy thumbs-up before letting your arm drop like a dying Victorian heiress. Somewhere in the background, the menu theme played its haunting notes again and again, like a lullaby made of sands and regret.

Your alarm rang. You had forgotten to switch it off for the weekend.

You groaned like the undead and reached over to grab it, blinking blearily at the screen. 

“You alive?” Kenma’s voice dragged your attention back to him as you put away your phone.

“Barely. You?”

“Yeah. Oh right, Kuroo told me to tell you he misses you.”

Your eyes blinked open slowly, caught between exhaustion and confusion.

“Oh,” You said. Then, “…that’s random.”

“Yeah. Also—his words, not mine—‘Why the hell did Oikawa get solo attention and sketchbook space while I’m stuck relaying messages to Kenma like he’s some emo pigeon?’”

You laughed. A real laugh, despite everything. “Tell him Oikawa broke into my room with dramatic flair. If he wants special treatment, he better come armed with roses and emotional manipulation.”

Kenma snorted. “Noted.”

You rubbed your face, still smiling, and let your hand slide down to cover your eyes. Just five seconds. You just needed to close them for five—

Silence.

Stillness.

Then—something odd.

A shift in the air, a cold spot. The kind of hush that usually comes after the chaos. You opened your eyes slowly, hand falling to your side.

The room was empty.

The chair? Vacant. No sign of a lazy villain with gamer rage issues. No trace of half-eaten chips or grumbling curses.

And Kenma’s Switch dock was still humming, but-

No Shigaraki.

No Kenma.

No extra warmth where someone had just been sitting.

Gone.

Just like that.

You sat up slowly, heart doing a weird little drum solo against your ribs.

“…Okay,” You whispered. “That’s not weird at all.”

You glanced around the room. Still smelled like processed cheese snacks and pixelated dreams. But the vibe had changed—like you’d woken from a fever dream and wasn’t sure if you were still dreaming.

You looked toward the desk. The Prince of Persia disc case sat open, like a shrine. your sketchbook was still there, with yesterday’s class’s messy doodles of Shigaraki and Kenma.

Your stomach twisted in a way you didn’t quite understand.

Maybe the meds were working.

Or maybe… maybe not.

You lay back down, one arm flopped over your eyes again.

“I really need to label my reality better,” You muttered.

But the corner of your mouth twitched into a tired smile anyway.

Even if they’d vanished like ghosts at sunrise for now, they’d been there.

And maybe—just maybe—they’d be back. After all, the loading screen was still glowing in the dark.

[poolboyatthevampiremansionx]

Introduction Post 🐀 !

You can call me Devan or Feng, this account would probably serve as a dump account. Also...Check out my super cool art account !! @fengstxr. I'm multifandom so I'd probably draw a fuckton of fanart.

I'm a big fan of MCR, The Beatles, Weird Al, Bloodhound Gang, Slapshock, and Ray Toro ❤️

You can request doodles,, (For the meantime it's unavailable since I broke my phone!)

I like: MCR/ Oddities / Bone collecting/ Art/ Urbex/ Listening to music/ The roaring 2000s ^_^/ Crunkcore music/ Coding/ Science (Histology)/ Reading/ Re-animator/Hardstyle Music/Metal

I go by He/They and I am aroace/demisexual 🩸

I post: Nonsensical bs in here..Mostly about my hyperfixations and unfiltered thoughts

Tags I use (personal) : #Feng Talks #Devan Rambles

I am from: Asia ! My timezone is (GMT+8) I also play the guitar! Not very good at it but I'm getting the hang of it

I also collect cds and cassettes

MY FAVORITE MCR ALBUMS ARE: I BROUGHT YOU MY BULLETS YOU BROUGHT ME YOUR LOVE / DANGER DAYS: THE TRUE LIVES OF THE FABULOUS KILLJOYS

You can find me on these accounts!

Pinterest

Twitter/X

Spotify

also...

DNI (You will be blocked with no hesitation): Israel/IDF supporters (I don't have time for bigots like you)/ homophobes/racists/transphobes etc.. Please be a decent person/ Also I don't acknowledge ai "artists", rage bait accounts and trolls.

Bands/Artists I listen to:

Acid Bath, Addict, Aldehyde, Ang Bandang Shirley, Aphex Twin, At The Gates, Avatar, Barnes & Barnes, Björk, Bloodhound Gang, Blur, Bowling For Soup, Brokencyde, BFMV, BYD, Butthole Surfers, Cheerleader Roadkill, Cream, Cub, Darkthrone, David Bowie, Death by Stereo, DETRITIVOR, DEVO, Devour The Fetus, Dotdotcurve, Dying Breed, Emperor, FOB, Flyleaf, FFTL, Get Scared, Ghost, Gorgoroth, Halina, ISMFOF, ICP, Kate Bush, Kitty Kraft, Knorkator, Los Carniceros Del Norte, Mook, MCR, Oingo Boingo, Orange & Lemons, Pantera, Parokya ni Edgar, P!ATD, Pencey Prep, PTV, Queso, RATM, Rammstein, RBF, Repugnant, Rob Zombie, Sitanicpornocultshop, Slapshock, Sublime,London after Midnight, The cure, Xmal Deutschland, Lemon Demon, LeATHERMØUTH, Will Wood, Weird al Yankovic, Wham!, anddd probably alot more (Enough yap for today)

I listen to various genres so no consistency on what I like lol

Stay safe and FREE PALESTINE friends

[babylove007]

50 Shades Of The Worst Shelter Expansion Pack I Have EVER Played

First of all, I'm here

Then there is drugs, like the deadly kind not the pot and a cigarette kind,

Then there is wondering if my meal is going to taste like wray n nephew infused rice, lemon wood shine infused pasta, spoiled stew, butter chicken and naan break -- excellent, some of the salmon ones --- excellent, fried chicken --- excellent, jerk chicken --- excellent, "its pasta with chicken" No son, thats pasta with TOFU. and then I'm here like, ok

Then it's fish with christmas rice crispies breading with some sour nerds in it, so I'm like "I'll just take a bag of crackers"

Then we have someone playing some crazy rap screamo at 7:30am in the morning, thinking were all gonna go

SOMEONE FIRE THE DJ. (Jack you always play a good set. Also, there is another young guy there that has good tunes and fine times)

Then sometimes there is cake, and we remember I need mine in a cup because my hands literally just start to drop and throw shit, but again c a k e and they all get a face like this

Then some guy asks if I have meth and puts his hands on my mittens

Then it's not even 9am on a Sunday and I haven't even got Tim Hortons yet, having to tell the bus driver the bus needs an exposure wipe -- (ear shit is coming out white on my black coat)

My dogs are barking, the cops are waiting, cars driving by are wondering because I go straight to cussing in patois

Naturally I assume Scarberia Paintball Party position and wait

"Did YOU expose my baby to bad drugs today?"

"The dog keeps blaring on the horn and I don't even have a dog on me"

Yeah, bet.

------------------------------------ Then I bus up to 401 and Divison St to sit outside of McDonalds, somewhere between 401 on one side, the train tracks on the other, the megatron building to remind me how fucked transformers one went,

Also praying it doesn't rain dump water on me --- usually that only happens when I have money to shop at no frills so naturally I'm like this at all times.....

Pick a fucking side, it nah matter because its a sure thing either way

And then I get back and see another human being I love and I wonder how I'm supposed to balance funeral expenses for my family, notification for my family, the absolute garbage people that have showed up in the past, the people in their paths here in Kingston with the same malice and I just....

And sometimes I just look at the cameras like this because it gets so lonely as a noot noot penguin x mumble penguin mash up woman.

Then I see a problem as I going through a number of phases and directions,

Both these faces in disbelief,

And "wow you look and sound like chaotic, gotta go"

And essentially I just wrap it up like "fuck it, if I die I die"

Waiting for the transport and my honking dog or the paint ball party crew to pull up and rescue me from this hell

There's more. There's always more. I'll leave it at the paintball party pon me for now. (Cheat codes uploaded to facebook a few weeks back. Re: Search and Rescue Paintball Party with ass plate receipts & diagrams)

[partyofbah]

SOURCES

sources im familiar with that i can make fictives for! you can ask for sources that arent on this list, but im more likely to reject those if i dont know enough about it!! BOLD means its a special interest/hyperfix so itll take priority!

TV SHOWS

gravity falls

over the garden wall

steven universe

sgt frog

helluva boss

hazbin hotel

smiling friends

inside job

wander over yonder

pokemon anime

dungeon meshi

dexter

how i met your mother

samurai jack

neon genesis evangelion

MLP:FiM

invader zim

death note

MOVIES

scream franchise

saw franchise

re-animator

final destination franchise

studio ghibli films

renfield

ghostbusters franchise

truman show

heriditary

midsommar

paranormal activity franchise

lego movie franchise

i like a lot of horror so you have a good chance!

VIDEO GAMES

telltale games (all of them)

life is strange franchise

ace attorney

danganronpa

persona franchise

splatoon

mario franchise

pokemon games

punch out

katamari franchise

dramatical murder

slow damage

sweet pool

ddlc

what remains of edith finch

rain code

OTHER

pretty much any mlp creepypasta (im very well versed)

homestuck

sanrio

lps popular

little shop of horrors (musical and movie vers)

repo the genetic opera

rent

ARTISTS I LIKE FOR SONGTIVE SOURCES

they might be giants

cheekface

cake

the crane wives

ludo

three days grace

skillet

hollywood undead

food house

100 gecs

breaking benjamin

chapell roan

femtanyl

everything everything

oingo boingo

lemon demon

[most-datable-datable-bracket]

Hey, sorry if I’ve just missed it but is there a list somewhere of all the games that have characters in this bracket?

There is now! I've done it for the first bracket but not for this one, so here it is:

Fire Emblem: Three Houses (x12)

Baldur’s Gate 3 (x9)

Mystic Messenger (x8)

Arcade Spirits (x7)

Obey Me (x7)

Stardew Valley (x6)

Dragon Age: Inquisition (x5)

Monster Prom (x5)

Persona 5 (x5)

Coral Island (x5)

I Was a Teenage Exocolonist (x4)

Persona 3 (x4)

Boyfriend Dungeon (x4)

Romancelvania (x4)

Fire Emblem Fates (x4)

Blooming Panic (x4)

The Arcana (x4)

Potion Permit (x4)

Uta no Prince-sama (x3)

Arcade Spirits: The New Challengers (x3)

Mass Effect (x3)

Hooked On You: Dead by Daylight (x3)

Fallout 4 (x3)

Infinite Blue (x3)

Trouble Comes Twice (x3)

Fire Emblem Engage (x3)

TOUCHSTARVED (x3)

Tri City Monsters (x3)

Fire Emblem: Awakening (x2)

Code: Realize (x2)

Court of Darkness (x2)

XOXO Droplets (x2)

My Time at Sandrock (x2)

Cyberpunk 2077 (x2)

Our Life: Beginning and Always (x2)

My Time at Portia (x2)

Dragon Age 2 (x2)

Tears of Themis (x2)

Doki Doki Literature Club (x2)

Mass Effect: Andromeda (x2)

BUSTAFELLOWS (x2)

Titan Arum (x2)

Harvest Moon: A New Beginning (x2)

My Candy Love (x2)

The Witcher 3 (x2)

The Divine Speaker (x2)

Divinity: Original Sin 2 (x2)

Baldur's Gate 1&2 (x2)

Later Daters (x1)

Fallout: New Vegas (x1)

Monster Camp (x1)

Rune Factory 3 (x1)

Our Life: Now and Forever (x1)

It Lives in The Woods (x1)

Scarlet Hollow (x1)

Stray Gods (x1)

The Fernweh Saga (x1)

Story of Seasons: A Wonderful Life (x1)

It Lives Beneath (x1)

The Soul Stone War series (x1)

Seduce Me The Otome (x1)

Fields of Asphodel (x1)

Blood Moon (x1)

The Royal Romance (x1)

The Golden Rose (x1)

Re: Alistair++ (x1)

Persona 2 (x1)

Long Live The Queen (x1)

Dragon Age: Origins (x1)

Magical Diary: Horse Hall (x1)

My Horse Prince (x1)

Gilded Shadows (x1)

Obscura (x1)

Café Enchanté (x1)

Inuyasha: The Secret of the Cursed Mask (x1)

DRAMAtical Murder (x1)

A Villain's Twisted Heart (x1)

The Sims (x1)

GreedFall (x1)

Cryptid Crush (x1)

Postknight 2 (x1)

Sun Haven (x1)

Loren the Amazon Princess (x1)

Hustle Cat (x1)

A Date With Death (x1)

The Ssum (x1)

1931: Scheherazade at the Library of Pergamum (x1)

Dandelion -Wishes Brought To You- (x1)

Persona 4 (x1)

Intertwine (x1)

How Not To Become a Queen (x1)

Thorn for the Villain (x1)

Villainess Idolized By Everyone (x1)

Assignment Due: Project Blue (x1)

Silhouette (x1)

Story of Seasons: Trio of Towns (x1)

Mr Love (x1)

Heart no Kuni no Alice (x1)

Harvest Moon: More Friends of Mineral Town (x1)

Harvest Moon DS Cute (x1)

Story of Seasons: Pioneers of Olive Town (x1)

Number Days Sim Date (x1)

Cupid Parasite (x1)

Amnesia (x1)

Lover Pretend (x1)

Untold Atlas (x1)

Witches x Warlocks (x1)

OZMAFIA!! (x1)

Pokemon Black and White 2 (x1)

Blades of Light and Shadow (x1)

Life is Strange: Before The Storm (x1)

Life is Strange (x1)

Cinderella Phenomenon (x1)

Endless Summer (x1)

The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim (x1)

Planescape: Torment (x1)

Changeling (x1)

The Good People (Na Daoine Maithe) (x1)

Heaven's Secret (x1)

Andromeda Six (x1)

Dracula: A Love Story (x1)

Path of the Valkyrie (x1)

Arcanum (x1)

Nameless ~The One Thing You Must Recall~ (x1)

Dialtown (x1)

Infamous (x1)

Crimson Spires (x1)

Birushana (x1)

The Wedding (x1)

When Life Gives You Lemons (x1)

Pillars of Eternity series (x1)

//TODO: today (x1)

Heart Fragment (x1)

[sid3buns]

Tag game

It's been so long since I've participated in tag games so ty @marcsnuffy <3 I used to do these all the time when I was a tumblrina in like 2015

⟡ rules: answer + tag 9 people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!

⟡ favourite colour

There are two wolves inside of you, one is black and one is lilac. You are a pastel goth.

⟡ last song

Blossom by Porter Robinson ; Porter Robinson is so spring coded and idk how to explain it, but I listen to Nurture often when I go on walks, lately.

⟡ last movie

I am ashamed to admit it was Fast 5. It's not that good, lmao, but I have to go through the entire franchise for science. (the third one remains superior, but I am biased)

⟡ currently reading

I just finished Wind Breaker but tbh I'm gonna re-read it asap lmao i'm OBSESSED ; I'm keeping up with Blue Lock, and I need to resume Dungeon Meshi too ! Next thing I'm gonna try is The Fable (I love Yakuza stories)

⟡ currently watching

Wind Breaker (yes I can't get enough ; rad + watch it) and I'm currently on a anisport rewatch kick so I'm rewatching Yuri On Ice and it feels like coming home ; it's so dear to my heart. I have to finish the 2 final Free! movies too but I'm kind of delaying it because so far season 3 has been confusing the hell out of me and I don't know how I feel ab it fjkdsd

⟡ currently craving

a coke zero mixed with lemon juice. I've been having huge digestion issues so I don't crave food that much lately, especially since I can't eat a ton of it anyway ; so I cope with drinking sweet drinks.

⟡ tea or coffee?

BOTH. I CAN'T CHOOSE IM SORRY. I LOVE BOTH AND I NEED BOTH.

⟡ tags

I think everyone I know has been tagged already, let's try @joeys-piano bc of ur last tag and @togo--mimori ! Sorry if you've already been tagged, and anyone else feel free to tag urselves and do it lol

[foomoosworld]

Stars Too Far

CHAPTER 16 - Lemon Tree

Mando X Fem Reader

Minors DNI

Summary: I'm too fucking tired to reiterate 15 chapters of whats gone on. Just read this and if you're interested, read the rest. There's no smut in this one cause... fucking plot and twists sometimes have to take place in between dicks. At least in literature... fuck. don't reference Shakespeare.,, exception to the rule? (Checks list) nope never mind. Well, I'm sorry, I'll make up for the lack of sucking and fucking next time. There's tender moments here that will leave you teary eyed.

.... I will never write my own summary again. This is the worst.

You hold Shy-Tan in your arms tightly bundled in rags with Din standing next to you on a stage in the ball room of the Mandalore Palace as Bo-Katan addresses a meagre crowd of Mandalorians that chose to show up. This may be a hard sell.

“This is Din Djarin…”  She starts loudly as she motions to Din.  "He has worked numerous times and put his life on the line to rebuild and save Mandalore.”  Din nods at Bo Katan.  “This, is Din Djarin’s Riduur…  She has saved him numerous times from death.  She has put her life consistently on the line for one of us without any benefit to herself.”  Bo explains.  The crowd is still silent and obviously unsure. "She gave birth to the first Mandalorian/Luc child since the exile of Lucs to our planet with her RIDUUR” She ensures to emphasise, “Din Djarin.”  The crowd is still unsettled and silent.  Bo decides to take another approach.

“This is not about a decades old exile we tried to strike from our history books.  This is about seeing people for who they are, not what they came from.  The basic code of being a Mandalorain.  We do not judge our Foundlings this way.  Shame on us if we judge other races this way! This is not about revenge on a bloodline. This is about continuing a bloodline!  This isn’t about genetic failure, this is about OUR failure!  We failed the Lucs.  A species that only wanted to exist peacefully and procreate and make the universe better through their actions.  They.  Chose. Us. As mates.  We turned a blind eye to exactly what that would entail.  We never asked questions about their culture, their history, and they didn’t even know their own history, being children.  We should have done the legwork to ensure our Foundling Luc population had the right care and informed people caring for them.  We failed.  Mandalorains failed.  Not Lucs. Today, with the birth of Shy-Tan Djarin, we re-write our history books.  We will learn, accept and protect those around us…”  Bo puts a soft arm around your back and ushers you up to the microphone.

“Hi…” you wave shyly.  “I-uh... don’t want to kill you…”  You look back at Din shaking your head and shrugging your shoulders not sure what to say.  He puts a gentle hand on the small of your back and pushes you back up to the mic and whispers quietly, 

“Say what you need to say…”

You step up to the mic again and clear your throat, completely unsure of where to start. How can you sum up the entirety of two races battling each other as one, uninformed woman, thrust into a leadership role you never wanted. So you started where ever you could grasp a thread in your story...

“I was born on a planet that killed everything alive.  My mother and father died there.  But when I was about to give up, was dying of malnutrition, I found a seedling of a lemon tree.  Lemon trees had no reason to be on Sypar and had no chance of survival without intervention.  And I watered that tree every day, weeded around it,  Gave the ground nutrients of my food when I was hungry.  That seedling grew into a tree that bore fruit to me and I learned how to  survive the harsh environment to keep myself alive with its fruit.  That tree didn’t ask to be there.  It was just born there.  It took myself fo it to help it to  thrive until it could give back to me.  That seedling should have been an afterthought.  Something to be brushed off as something to die because it didn’t belong there, it was nothing.  I helped.  That’s all it took.  Was a little help.  And that tree is the reason I’m here.  The reason Din Djarin met me.  The reason our child exists. That tree taught me that  love grows love.”

You step away from the microphone as all of the Mandalorians are still silent.  I look to Din, nervously, and shrug as if to say “I did my best”  Bo looks aprehensively around the silent crowd.

“I will plant the seed!”  A Mandalorian's voice echoes out through the ballroom as he steps out of the crowd and thrusts a fist to his chest.

“I will plant the seed!” another Mandalorian shouts from the back of the crowd.

“I will plant the seed!” another Mandalorian steps forward and shouts.  Then one by one, the entire crowd steps forward stating they will stand with you and Din.

Din hugs you close with a strong arm and whispers to you, “You’re not alone anymore.”

………………….

Bo leads you, Din and Shy-Tan in your arms back through the palace and informs you,

“I have intel that Imperial Cruisers are on their way here and there’s another giant fleet coming from the other direction.  Our censors can’t pick up what kind of ships the ones from the East are.  It’s like they’ve never been scanned or in this sector before.  And there’s a lot of them.  You need to find another planet to hide on.  We can't hold both fleets off even if we can get the rest of the Mandalorians on board. You’re not safe here for long.”

Din nods, “How much time do we have?”

“Maybe an hour.  We’ll get you to your home fast but leave right away.  We’ll create a distraction.  I don’t think you’re getting out of here without a battle.”

Bo Katan's assistant shuttles the three of you back to your shabby house as fast as possible and we frantically load everything into the Razor Crest as fast as we can.  You’re in the bedroom gathering up Shy-Tan when a bounty hunter aims through the window and blasts at you.

You tumble with Shy-Tan in your arms behind a door frame and Din immediately hears and rushes in and shoots the bounty hunter.

“Come!”  Din yells grabbing your wrist and trying to dart you out to the Razor Crest.  

Storm Troopers line the property and start taking shots at you, raining the air with blaster fire.  It's too late, the Imperial Cruisers have landed and so have Bounty Hunters and soon another fleet will be here to kill you, Din and take your child. You, with Shy-Tan huddled close to you and Din rush and crouch behind a small cargo box in the front yard.  You're huddle together, Din’s arms engulfing you.

“How are we getting out of here?”  You ask frantically through the blaster fire coming from all directions.

Din looks around, watching Storm Troopers surrounding you from every angle.

“I-I dont know…”  He stammers, and for the first time you hear terror quaking his voice as he holds you and Shy-Tan even closer under him.

He pushes his vembrance and releases his whistling sparrow missiles but it only takes out about ten Storm Troopers with 50 more closing in.

Din’s Com Link goes off and he hear’s Bo-Katan say, “The other fleet has arrived… prepare for more fire!”

You whine, terrified, holding Shy-Tan under the cave that Din has created over you with his body.  

“We’re going to die.”  You cry then put your hand over Shy-Tan’s eyes.  Din doesn’t say anything but you feel his body tense as he covers you.

There’s the sound of ships soaring overhead, ship fire, blaster fire and screaming.  There’s numerous blinding, flashing, lights, explosions and you feel dirt being thrown around and shot into your skin from the blast.  After the initial blasts and ship engines soaring close to the ground it sounds like hand to hand combat until it becomes quiet.

Din refuses to stop covering the two of you, shaking, sure that this would be your end.

Everything is silent.  The air can be heard again.

A hand touches Din's shoulder.

Din raises his helmet to see a man standing over him.  He holds a long sword dripping with blood as he drops the decapitated head of a StormTrooper.  His face is striped with glowing neon blue stripes.

He holds his hand out to Din to help him up.  

“Din Djarin?” He asks.

Din takes his hand, confused and stumbles up to his feet, letting you and Shy-Tan who he was covering, slowly sit up.

Din stares around the horizon watching the unknown fleet eradicate numerous fleets of Star Troopers in the horizon with flashes of blinding blue light on the battlefield and screams.  He stands in awe.

You stand up with Shy-Tan in your arms, eyes wide, taking in the war torn environment then stares at the man who saved you.

“Who are you?” Din finally manages to mumble in awe.

The man doesn’t respond.  His blue stripes streaking across his face illuminate brighter.

You speak up, understanding who they are...

“They’re the enslaved male Lucs from the Empire Raid on my home planet... You survived."

Stars Too Far Masterlist

[bakersstreetirregulars]

OvenBreak Headline, December 2023: Holiday Training Academy Exam

Just as the Kingdom is getting ready for the holidays, OvenBreak is no different. Come join us as we follow two unlikely allies as they prepare to take an exam that could determine their futures in the holiday industry.

Preview Video

300 Rainbow Cube 🌈 Coupon Code: HOLLY JOLLY SCHOOL (11/26, 10 AM EST - 11/27, 8 PM EST)

Part 1: 11/27 - 12/14 (Patch Notes)

Part 2: 12/14 - 12/28 (Coming Soon)

Title Event: Holiday Training Academy Exam

Welcome to Snowbell Academy: a holiday training academy where Cookies are trained on how to become professional holiday workers (mainly Cookiemas). In order to pursue the jobs they want, students have to pass the school’s exams. Unfortunately for 🎄🍰 Stollen Cookie, she’s in a bit of a sticky situation since she flunked the midterms. If she fails again, she might even have to give up on her dreams. Returning to the exam room, she gets paired up with 🍓🍰 Strawberry Cream Cookie (Kingdom players should look twice before making assumptions, this isn’t ⚙️ Strawberry Crepe Cookie), to which the former had heard some negative rumors about Strawberry Cream Cookie and attempted to get re-paired with another Cookie via a request with the principal. Request denied. Therefore, those two are gonna take the exam together as planned… whether they want to or not!

Bonus Events

Cookie of the Year Voting: 2023

This time around, the pool’s been narrowed to 50 Cookies who were either added to the game or received a costume from January’s “Operation: Time Fixers” to now. Who’s gonna be 2023’s Cookie of the Year???

Trophy Survival (Ends 12/5, 7 PM EST)

Grand Champions League (Coming Soon)

A Heart System has been developed as a failsafe against awkward situations where you would fail to rank because of competitive groupings and not having the listed Cookies up to par. Your rank will determine whether you gain or lose Hearts. Everyone starts with 5 once they register during Round 1, and you just need at least 1 Heart to advance to the next round.

A Grand Champions League Chest containing a MAX Boost Ticket and combi factors specific to each round has been added. Obtain method unknown as of now.

The Cheer system now allows you to cheer on other players to give them a chance for a Heart Revival, keeping them in the game. Unknown how others can cheer for you if you aren’t in the upper ranks.

Rounds now split into preliminaries, main rounds, semifinals, and the finals. With 3 rounds in each phase, that’s 12 total rounds and maps. Ultimately, the finals will still be determined by skill, points, and how much you whaled. The player with the highest score across all 3 final rounds will be the Grand Champion and will get to choose the next Cookie to be featured in the Grand Champions League Statuette.

Go Champions (Coming Soon)

20 players will be matched in an arena, and you’ll get more rewards based on how much you win.

Seasonal Modes

Champions League: Lemon Season (Coming Soon)

Champions League: Crowberry Season 6 (Ends 12/5, 7 PM EST)

Raid Run: Gloomfeeder Season 3 (11/27 - 12/27)

Guild Run: Together at Wish Camp (Ends 12/27, Postseason starts 12/12)

Random Breakout Challenge: Doughnut Ball Fairy -> Yogurca

Choose the next boss of the Sneaky Sands Clan and get buffs depending on who you choose.

Cookie Features

🎄🍰 Stollen Cookie (Epic Cookie)

Holly Candy (Epic Pet)

Our first new Cookie and Pet this month! Will Stollen Cookie and Strawberry Cream Cookie pass the academy’s exam as a duo…?

Goldberry Ball (Epic Treasure)

Goldberry Balls appear from the ceiling, creating Goldberry Jellies. Collect them to light up the Goldberry Balls for points.

🍕 Pizza Cookie (Epic Cookie)

Piping Pizza Sauce (Epic Pet)

Pizza Cookie gets an Epic Costume! Let’s review what Pizza Cookie can do in case a buff is included with that costume.

🚂 Tiramisu Cookie (Epic Cookie)

Conductor Trifle (Epic Pet)

It ain’t the holidays without these two, now that they’ve got matching Epic Costumes!

🧊🪽 Blue Slushy Cookie (Epic Cookie)

Icy Birdie (Epic Pet)

Our dream-big guardian archer from Dessert Paradise is coming to Raid Run this update! In Raid Run, she’ll shoot arrows at the boss with her skill and will passively attack with feathers while being buffed by an attack booster. Use her in Team Mode to maximize the feathers!

🍓🍰 Strawberry Cream Cookie (Epic Cookie)

Merry Glove (Epic Pet)

The next Cookie to be added in Part 2, and Stollen Cookie’s exam partner. Will the duo pass the test despite surrounding negative rumors about Strawberry Cream Cookie?

🐦‍⬛💎 Crowberry Cookie (Epic Cookie)

Eggsquisite Brooch (Epic Pet)

The star of this month’s Grand Champions League, coming in with a new costume to celebrate! Will the new Costume match with a buff? Who knows…?

Cosmetic Features

🍕 Pizza Cookie’s Holiday Cookie All-Year (Epic Cookie Costume)

Even on the holidays, Pizza Cookie never takes a break delivering pizza boxes. Perhaps Pizza Cookie’s the real Holiday Cookie all year round…

🎄🍰 Stollen Cookie’s Merryberry Engineer (Super Epic Cookie Costume)

She’s become a gift train engineer! She still gets nervous when operating the train, but heartwarming cheers from other Cookies will help her do a great job done right.

Both Pizza Cookie and Stollen Cookie’s costumes will be featured in a banner from 11/27 to 1/12.

🚂 Tiramisu Cookie’s Little Sugarsnow Reindeer (Epic Cookie Costume)

Conductor Trifle’s Moose Hat (Epic Pet Costume)

December’s featured costumes in the Gem Exchange Center!

☕️ Coffee Cookie’s Coffee Scented Winter (Rare Cookie Costume)

Mocha Delight’s Snowy Warmth (Rare Pet Costume)

Accessible only through the Invite-A-Friend event resetting with this update. Is this an indication that Coffee Cookie is going to be a permanent part of the roster? Or is she gonna be gone after the update? We don’t know for sure yet.

Update: Coffee Cookie and Mocha Delight still appear in the Invite Chests when your invitees open Gold Chests. If you’re thinking about getting or returning to OvenBreak and don’t have a friend to give your code to, feel free to ask me!

Stollen Reindeer Jelly Set (Epic Jelly Set)

Available in a Jelly Shape gacha banner from 11/27 to 1/12.

🐦‍⬛💎 Crowberry Cookie’s (unnamed) (Super Epic/Champion Cookie Costume)

In commemoration of the Crowberry Season of the Grand Champions League.

🍓🍰 Strawberry Cream Cookie’s (unnamed, Part 2) (Epic Cookie Costume)

🍭 Lollipop Cookie’s (unnamed, Part 2) (Super Epic Cookie Costume)

7th Anniversary Flashback

Because the studio was mostly on an extended hiatus for this anniversary to watch the Eternal Wish Meteor, let’s give the newcomers to the Anniversary Squad something to celebrate!

🏕️ Cannoli Cookie (Epic Cookie)

Quenchy (Epic Pet)

The protagonist of the 7th Anniversary event with camping knowledge that’s practically second to none… and a fluctuating success rate.

🏔️⛺️ S’more Cookie (Epic Cookie)

Camping Mug (Epic Pet)

A veteran camper and Cannoli Cookie’s newest friend as they go on to find a meteor that passes every seven years.

Eternal Wish Meteor (Legendary Treasure)

The wishing meteor in question and a commemoration of the 7th Anniversary of CROB.

🦢 Sugar Swan Cookie (Legendary Cookie)

Sugarcube Cherub (Epic Pet)

The latest Legendary Cookie to date who nests in Dessert Paradise before flying all over the world, and the objective of Blue Slushy Cookie’s quest which she has to awaken to become a Dessert Paradise Guardian.

Repeating Events: Part 1

Stollen Cookie’s Daily Gifts - 500 Crystals daily, 1,000 for 5 day login streak and 2,000 for a 10 day streak

Merrybear Toy Shop Preparations - Arrangement Event

Cookie Mastery Mission: Stollen Cookie

Treasure Mastery Mission: Goldberry Ball

Guild Mission: Meet Treasure - Goldberry Ball

Featured Gacha Banners

Cannoli Cookie’s Honeybear Camper & Butter Pretzel Cookie’s Starlight Painter (Ends 12/13, 6 PM EST)

S’more Cookie’s Honeystar Camper (Ends 12/27, 6 PM EST)

Stollen Cookie’s Merrybear Engineer & Pizza Cookie’s Holiday Cookie All-Year (11/27 9 PM EST - 1/12 7 PM EST)

Cannoli Blanket Jelly Set (Ends 12/13, 6 PM EST)

Fluffy S’more Jelly Set (Ends 12/27, 6 PM EST)

Stollen Reindeer Jelly Set (Ends 1/12, 6 PM EST)

Major Update Features

Friendly Gold Chests

The Cookie in your Lobby will now give you a bonus Heart towards opening the daily Heart Gold Chest. Hearts will no longer reset daily when counting them towards opening the daily Heart Gold Chest.

Technical License 13

Rumored to involve ziplines…