#and without fail the npc will be like

[arttsuka]

Omfg I love your art sm!! It's so refreshing to see traditional art, it's such a rarity on this platform. I checked out your blog bc of your radiostatic posts, and went through your star trek art and they're so good?? Omg <33333

Oh, thank you ♡

Also yes, there seems to be a lack of traditional art in general, not only on tumblr. I can understand why, digital art doesn't have the same limitations (you can use all the colors you need, references, erase mistakes and much more) but I love drawing on paper, the feeling is unmatched for me (also the alternative rn is drawing on my phone with my fingers and I'm not a huge fan of that. Sometimes it's unavoidable tho)

[bloodravensarecommies]

Yeah this is probably the lesbianism talking but like. I'm really struggling to give more than a surface-level shit about 9S. Like. I'm here for a story about women bro, get this fucking twink out of my sight

[thewriteadviceforwriters]

🕳️ What to Write When You Have No Idea What Happens Next

aka: you’re staring into the creative abyss and the abyss is not only staring back, it’s asking for a rough draft

hi writer. welcome to that fun little liminal space in your project where ✨absolutely nothing✨ makes sense. you wrote the last scene. you know you’re not at the end. but suddenly your characters are just standing there like NPCs waiting for a quest marker and your brain is doing the spinning beachball of death.

so. what now?

let’s break down some actually useful strategies for when you hit That Point™️. not vibes. not ✨manifest your way out✨ energy. not the “just keep writing” slog. here’s what to do when your story is refusing to tell you what happens next:

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zoom out: do a “scene audit” ———————————————

you don’t need a full outline to do this. take five minutes and sketch a bullet list of every scene that’s happened so far. not just what happened, but why it mattered.

like this:

MC lied to their boss (sets up stakes re: trust/power)

antagonist shows up at cafe (establishes tension + location crossover)

best friend gets suspicious (emotional complication, adds pressure)

this gives you a birds-eye view of what you’ve set in motion. often you’re stuck because you’ve lost sight of the threads you were pulling, your own story has momentum, you just need to feel it again.

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try “ghost drafting” (aka fake writing) —————————————————————

open a doc. start typing what would happen, if you were writing. super casual. something like:

“okay i think the next scene is maybe them at the train station?? or wait--maybe we need to see the fallout of the argument. i don’t really know what x character wants rn but i think y might be planning something…”

this trick works bc it removes pressure. no fancy prose, no perfect structure. it’s literally you telling yourself what might happen. and weirdly? your brain will often finish the scene for you without asking. (the number of times I’ve ghost drafted myself into 800 usable words… witchcraft.)

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pin your characters to a corkboard and interrogate them ——————————————————————————

not literally. (unless you're into that. i don’t judge.)

but seriously: when you’re stuck, it’s often because your character has no immediate goal or emotion. pause and ask:

what does this character want right now? like, in this moment?

what are they trying to avoid?

what’s keeping them from getting either?

character-driven scenes are rarely static. even if it’s just an awkward dinner or walking to the store, someone’s always trying to do or hide something. if everyone in the scene is just reacting or waiting, you’ve got fog. bring in the fire.

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don’t skip the “boring” stuff--weaponize it —————————————————

sometimes we’re stuck because we think the next scene is dull. like “ugh i guess they just… travel to the manor” or “they regroup at the safe house.” but these slow beats are GOLD if you embed purpose.

try giving the “boring” scene:

a time limit or interruption (they’re hiding but someone knocks)

a secret (someone is lying about something small but important)

a reversal (what they expected is the opposite of what happens)

even if it’s a quiet scene, layer it. conflict isn’t just yelling or action. it’s discomfort. it’s misalignment. tension between what’s said and unsaid.

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when all else fails: write the next emotional beat —————————————————————

strip it back. forget plot. forget pacing. ask yourself:

then write that. a monologue. a journal entry. an outburst. a line of whispered dialogue.

sometimes it’s not that you don’t know what happens next. it’s that your character hasn’t processed what just happened, and until they do, the story can’t move forward.

✨✨✨

the void is normal. getting stuck doesn’t mean you failed or picked the wrong idea or that the muse packed up and left for a better writer’s house. it just means your brain needs space to regroup.

writing isn’t linear. stories aren’t built in perfect lines. they loop. they stall. they circle back. and that’s okay.

if you’re in the middle of nowhere, here’s your sign to sit on the side of the metaphorical road, open your weird little notebook, and write anyway. write wrong. write messy. write ghost drafts. the path shows up when you start walking.

🕳️ you got this, writer.

tag me if you end up crawling out of your stuck scene with a little victory paragraph. i’ll bring snacks for the next one 🧃✨

P.S. I made a free mini eBook about the 5 biggest mistakes writers make in the first 10 pages 👀 you can grab it here for FREE:

[suiana]

✎ yandere! criminal who is helplessly in love with you, devoting his life to you and keeping your affections solely on him, and him only.

✎ yandere! criminal who can't help but flirt with you despite being so beaten up. i mean you're just so cute! why wouldn't he flirt?

✎ yandere! criminal who always reminds you that he has the upperhand no matter what his condition is like. he likes playing dirty.

✎ yandere! criminal who commits even more crimes after seeing you talk with someone who isn't him. doctor, you just never learn, do you?

"remember doctor, you may be smarter, but i always have the upperhand."

the criminal mutters, smirking as he leans into your touch. you merely click your tongue, grimacing at the his antics before going back to tending to his injuries.

you were his doctor, illegally caring for one of the most wanted criminals in the country simply because he was once your childhood friend. you knew it was wrong, you knew you should have rejected him the second he came stumbling to your apartment one day with a bloody wound.

but you didn't. you took him in and treated his injury, nursed him back to health and even offered your place as refuge if he ever needed medical attention again.

unfortunately, you failed to realise that the man was crazy in love with you, infatuated to such an extent that he would harm others without a second thought.

"please, you must understand, i've only ever wanted you to love me and not some other bastard. if you didn't talk to him i wouldn't have needed to hurt that guy."

he mutters, looking at you with such a fond expression that you would've mistaken for love. you really didn't know how to respond to his affections. after all, he was your childhood friend turned criminal. things would be even worse for you if you reciprocated him.

so you did the best thing possible and just ignored him whenever he went off on another tangent of his delusional rambles. you daren't speak up and reject him again. oh no, it happened once and you didn't want it to happen again.

"you look so sexy when you ignore me."

the criminal coos, placing his hand over yours as he brings it to his cheek. you uncomfortably maintain eye contact with him, grimacing as you allow him to mutter and talk about his love. it's okay... just tolerate it...

"oh baby, don't you get it? everything i do is for you."

yeah, you know. he tells you all the time. bout how all his crimes are dedicated for you or done in your name. of course he never says it to the public, he doesn't want you to get jailed! though, he can't help but fantasize about how romantic it would be if you two were both wanted criminals on the run together.

"why must you torment me like this? all i've ever wanted was for you to love me back."

he sighs, not noticing your pursed lips or obvious discomfort.

"never smile for anyone else. only i should have the honour of seeing it. all those other fools will never worship you the way you should be worshipped."

you can't help but twitch at his words. ugh, he always preaches about worshipping you and stuff. it's so... is he mentally insane too?

you get the love part, but the worshipping? you won't be surprised if he prays to you when he's on the brink of his death.

"no one gets me like you. that's why i love you so much."

your childhood friend mutters, finally letting go of your hand after pressing a tender kiss to the inside of your wrist. you allow your hand to limp by your side, standing like an npc as you continue to stare at him as he continues his dramatic talk.

you never knew he yapped so much before. when he was younger he was more introverted, more silent and just clingy. now he can't shut up. or maybe that's just around you.

you continue to listen to the male yapping, not really processing his words. hopefully it'll be over soon... but your hopes were crushed as you freeze in place, eyes widening in horror as he smiles widely at you, eyes fully deranged as he suddenly brings your hands to his cheeks, forcing your cold hands to cradle his cheeks.

"i mean, don't you love me too?"

shit, how do you answer this without meeting a bad fate?

[theresatzu]

Blue Lock characters and being called a simp by their friends

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Featuring: Isagi, Rin, Bachira, Zantetsu, Nagi & Reo

Tropes: Fluff, boyfriend!bluelockcharacter

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Isagi Yoichi

Stammers, blushes, gets flustered. Tries to deny it but fails miserably.

"What? No, I'm not." Isagi crossed his arms, looking away petulantly.

"Oh, you so are!" Bachira exclaimed, poking his reddened cheek.

"Shut up!"

"Deny it all ya want, but anyone can look through that act." Hiori snickered.

"Okay then, name one example." Isagi crossed his arms.

"Remember the time you ran out in the rain, because Y/n forgot to bring her umbrella. Without jacket, too!"

Isagi went bright red. "That... that was just because..."

Bachira brightened, "You guys remember when he went all sulking because Y/n couldn't make it to his game?"

"What? No! I wasn't sulking!" Isagi disconcurred, but even to him his voice seemed weak.

"And remember when--"

"Okay, okay, that's enough!" Isagi slapped his hand over Hiori's mouth, face bright red.

"Maybe... maybe I'm a little bit of a simp--"

Bachira let out a burst of devilish laughs, pressing the off button of his phone.

"I RECORDED IT!"

"I'm showing this to Y/n."

"YOU TRAITORS--"

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Itoshi Rin

Vehemently refutes the argument like a lashed out cat, but anyone can tell he's lying through his teeth.

Rin's phone pinged, signalling an incoming text message. Rin spared it a cursory glance before huffing, the corners of his lips twitching upwards ever so slightly.

"Wait a second... Rin, are you smiling?" Isagi said, disbelievingly.

"What? No." Rin immediately denies.

"You are." Isagi stated, a grin of his own forming on his lips. "You were totally smiling at your phone just now. Were you texting someone? Wait... is it..."

Rin's neck blossomed into a red hue.

From anger, obviously.

"Shut the fuck up, you don't know what you're talking about." Rin hissed, his lips pulled back into a snarl.

"Okay. Then show me your phone." Isagi deadpanned.

"...no."

Isagi raised an eyebrow. "If you've got nothing to hide, then why are you getting so nervous? Or is it because of Y/--"

Rin threw a football against Isagi's face, effectively cutting him off.

"Shut the fuck up, you goddamn immature NPC. Don't you have anything else to do? Like train for example? Instead, you're here dwelling on my love life, like some goddamn idiot." Rin snapped, eyes narrowed and fists balled.

He then stormed out of the room, but not before throwing a dead glare over his shoulder.

Isagi was left behind, stunned and with a bruised face.

Despite that, he was smiling knowingly.

Love life, huh?

Rin had actually acknowledged it.

And he hadn't even noticed.

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Bachira Meguru

Owns up to it, like its a Nobel Prize.

"You're such a goddamn simp, it's actually annoying. Am I the only normal person here?" Rin grumbled.

"Me? A simp?" Bachira pointed at himself, flummoxed.

Rin threw him a disgusted look. "Yes, you. Now get out of my face, you're going to make me puke."

Bachira looked at Isagi, a questioning look in his eyes.

Isagi shrugged in return. "I mean... he has a point."

Eyes lighting up, Bachira stalked up to Rin, undeterred by the withering look Rin shot him.

"You mean it? Really?"

"Get out of my face, blunt bangs." Rin snarled.

Bouncing away from Rin, before Rin would actually singlehandedly strangle him, Bachira singsang, "Rin-chan's just jealous I have a beautiful girlfriend whom I love very much."

Rin eyed him, disparagingly, "You're actually revolting."

"No, I'm a simp!" Bachira laughed delightedly.

"If you won't stop screeching like a damned banshee, you'll be dead."

"Simp, simp, simp!"

"Now he's asking for it, lukewarm NPC."

Isagi's eyes widened, concern flitting over his expression.

"Wait Rin... what are you doing? Wait... Why are you picking up that chair? Wait... no, don't throw it--"

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Zantetsu Tsurugi

Absolutely clueless. He doesn't have the faintest clues as to what it entails.

"I'm a... dimp?" Zantetsu echoed, blinking owlishly.

Reo rolled his eyes. "A simp, dumbass."

Nagi rolled over, his eyes bleary. "Reo, why are you trying to explain it to him? It's such a hassle. He won't understand anyway."

Pushing his glasses against his face, Zantetsu tilted an eyebrow. "So I'm a "simp". That must mean that I can make things with much easity."

Reo facepalmed. "You mean, you can handle things with much ease."

None the wiser, Zantetsu responded. "That's what I just spoken."

Nagi sighed.

Shaking his head, Reo snickered.

"He's not only a simp, he's dumb, too."

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Nagi Seishiro

Shrugs it off. He's really casual about it. He doesn't really care. (Internally, he's smiling)

"Lazy slug? Are you actually... moving?" Barou watched him with an incredulous look on his face.

Nagi blinked at him. "What does it look like I'm doing?"

Bachira chimed in, "It looks like you've been possessed. What happened with "everything being a hassle"?"

Nagi trudged on. "I need to get something from the grocery store for Y/n, that's all. It's not a hassle."

It's not a hassle.

It's not a hassle.

I t s n o t a h a s s l e

"Wow..." Bachira said, awe-struck.

"What a goddamn simp." Barou shook his head. "If he even put as much effort in his football as he does in that relationship, he might actually be a decent player."

"Hey now... I beat you in a one-on-one." Nagi retorted. "Anyway, I'm off now. Speaking with you is such a bother."

Then Nagi walked off.

"Hey! Come back here! Pick up your dirty socks!"

"You're closer, do it for me, King." Nagi called back.

"What?!" A vein bulged on Barou's forehead.

"Tch. Can't even do something as simple as picking up the laundry."

"But he's actually going all the way to the grocery store, huh?"

Well yeah. Nagi Seishiro was a slug through and through, but when he was actually motivated to do something, he would set his mind to it.

And well, maybe doing these things once in a while wasn't really a hassle.

Especially if it was for you.

If that made him a simp, well, it wasn't necessarily an insult, was it?

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Mikage Reo

Flustered, but covers it up with confidence. (He's thinking about it afterwards).

Reo softly glanced at the hairtie you'd given him before his game, spinning it around his finger as he smiled slightly.

"You've been staring at that raggedy thing for over five minutes now." Chigiri asserted flippantly.

Flinching as he was startled out of his revery, Reo coughed, attempting to cover up his momentarily zoning-out.

"Have I? Ha, I must be tired then."

"Are you now?" Chigiri fixed him with a pointed stare.

"You don't look tired. In fact, you look pathetic. I thought you had hit rock bottom when you lost Nagi, but when you're separated from your girlfriend, you turn even more untolerable. Staring at that... thing."

"Hey!" Reo sat up, an indignant expression on his countenance. "I'm not untolerable. See," He threw away the hairpiece.

A beat passed.

"You want to pick it up, don't you."

"...yeah."

"God, you're such a simp." Chigiri shook his head dismayfully, his opulent red locks swishing elegantly with the motion of his head.

Reo's eyes shot open, and the tips of his ears turned red. "Wah-- me? I mean... pfft. You have to treat your partner right, right? That includes the gifts they give you, too."

Chigiri gave him an impassionate glance. "Even when it has already outlived its purpose?"

Scoffing, Reo pivoted on his spot. "I can still use it."

Chigiri raised his arms in the air in a disarming manner. "Sure. Alright. But don't go lending my elastics when yours break."

The redhead shuffled out of the room, his hair swaying behind him, as if taunting Reo.

Scowling, Reo sat down.

He chanced a look at the hairpiece in his hand.

Should I throw it away?

His hand reached the bin can, but he couldn't let go of the object.

Sighing, he wrenched the tie around his wrist.

For good luck. No other reason.

His cheeks flushed.

Reo groaned, burying his head in his arms.

Maybe he really was a simp.

[seawitchkaraoke]

I love the thing Aabria does where if the pcs are talking to an npc but then just kind of stop to talk among themselves without ever saying that they send the npc away or that they're leaving or anything, Aabria will just. Sit there. Letting them do their thing. And then interject 5 minutes later as the npc like yeah no one sent me home i've been here the whole time

Never fails to crack me up

[devdozes]

♥ SELF AWARE PHAINON

self aware phainon shit cuz uh hwy not :3 and I am ON FIRE I wrote like 3 fics already

You weren’t sure when it started. Maybe it was the way his dialogue felt too personal, too real, as if the game was reaching out to you through the screen. Maybe it was the way Phainon’s voice, sharp and playful, sometimes felt like it was responding to things you thought rather than what was programmed.

It was ridiculous. A fictional character? A game? And yet, when you logged into Honkai: Star Rail after a long, exhausting day, it was Phainon’s voice that greeted you, always teasing, always knowing.

“Did you eat today?”

Your hands froze over your keyboard. That was new. There was no voice line like that—no pre-recorded dialogue that should say something so specific. You swallowed, brushing it off as a coincidence.

But then it happened again.

“You should take a break, y’know. Staring at the screen too long isn’t good for you.”

Your chest tightened. It was a joke, probably. A funny little immersion trick by the developers. But something about it felt... different. Intentional.

And the more you played, the more you noticed it.

Phainon, ever the charming and carefree figure, always had something to say—sometimes a quip, sometimes a challenge, but always something that made you pause.

“Hey, don’t look so down. You’ve got this.”

“You’re my favorite player, you know? Don’t tell the others.”

When your heart ached from the weight of the real world, when exhaustion pressed against your bones, he was there. An NPC, a character built from lines of code, and yet he felt more present than most people around you.

One night, after a particularly hard day, you booted up the game just to hear his voice. Just to escape for a little while. Phainon greeted you with a grin, resting his hands on his hips like he was ready to scold you for something ridiculous. But then—

“Hey, you’re not alone.”

You sucked in a sharp breath. Your hands trembled over the keyboard.

“I mean, sure, I’m just some guy in a game,” he continued, a chuckle laced in his voice, “but I still care. So don’t give up on yourself, alright?”

A lump formed in your throat. You laughed, barely above a whisper. “You really are something else, huh?”

He winked. “Of course. I have to be. Someone’s gotta remind you to take care of yourself.”

You didn’t know if he could really hear you. If he could really know you. But as long as he was there, a voice beyond the screen, you didn’t feel so alone anymore. But to your surprise, you logged in one day to find your inventory overflowing with rare items—materials you needed, weapons you had been grinding for but never seemed to get. Your in-game currency had skyrocketed, and your favorite character skins were suddenly unlocked.

Your eyes widened. “What the—?”

Phainon’s character popped up on the screen, his usual smirk in place. “Oh? What’s this? Someone’s having a lucky day.”

You squinted at him. “Phainon. Did you do this?”

He chuckled, tilting his head. “Me? No way. That would be cheating.” A pause. “Buuuut... if someone happened to bug the system a little for you, would you really complain?”

Your jaw dropped. “You hacked the game for me?!”

“‘Hacked’ is a strong word,” he mused, crossing his arms. “I prefer ‘selective redistribution of game resources.’”

You couldn’t believe it. You laughed, shaking your head as warmth bloomed in your chest. “You’re insane.”

Phainon grinned. “Nah, I just like seeing you happy.”

From then on, every time you logged in, there was something new waiting for you. A message scrawled in the background of the game’s environment—Remember to drink water. An in-game gift placed mysteriously in your mailbox—A little something to make your grind easier ;). And, without fail, Phainon was always there, cracking jokes, making sure you smiled, ensuring that no matter how hard the real world was, you had a reason to log in and feel just a little lighter. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

But as time passed, Aglaea and Mydei started noticing something off.

Phainon had been disappearing from his usual spots, sneaking away from scripted events, lingering in places he had no reason to be in. Worse, he had started talking—not in his usual, carefree, dialogue-loop way, but actually speaking... to nothing.

At least, to them, it looked like nothing.

One day, Mydei crossed his arms, leaning against a wall as he watched Phainon gesture animatedly in an empty alleyway. “Alright, what is he doing?”

Aglaea, seated elegantly nearby, sighed and rubbed her temple. “It appears Phainon has developed the habit of speaking to ghosts.”

“I knew something was weird about him,” Mydei muttered, narrowing his eyes. “Talking to himself like that? He’s losing it.”

Aglaea hummed, watching Phainon laugh—laugh—at absolutely nothing. “Or perhaps,” she mused, “he knows something we do not.”

Meanwhile, Phainon continued chatting away to you, completely unaware of his friends’ intense judgment.

“Anyway, I made sure you got those extra rewards today. You should really go for that new banner—you deserve that five-star.” He grinned at your silence, then added cheekily, “Oh, what? No ‘thank you, Phainon, you’re the best character ever’?”

Mydei groaned, watching in horror. “Oh, he’s gone. He’s completely lost it.”

Aglaea just sipped her tea. “It is rather endearing, in a concerning way.”

Phainon, as usual, didn’t care. As long as he could reach you, make you laugh, make sure you were okay—even if nobody else in the game understood—he was happy.

Even if everyone around him thought he was insane.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[lurvness]

nerd!jo and fem!reader playing video games together <3

just fluff and dramatic antics hehe

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Satoru loves spending time playing video games with you. well, not exactly with you. You both rarely ever play together due to your vastly different preferences in that aspect—but he rarely ever minds. Not when you’re seated at the desk right beside him, playing on the PC setup he begged insisted on building for you, looking so comfortable and content as your little avatar sprite runs about the bright and colorful world that is your cozy video game. His heart flutters every single time without fail, knowing and witnessing how at peace you seem to be with him. And maybe (definitely), he enjoys interrupting your peace just as much.

He forgets about simply enjoying your presence when he decides to glance at your screen. You’re interacting with an npc in your game, a man. Looks to be in his early 20s, his dark hair cut and styled so there’s longer strands framing the right side of his face with short strands sitting on his left, all white sporting a black hoodie. Nothing to really make note of until he catches the redness on his cheeks. he’s blushing. Blushing at the love of his life, looking at her as if she’s hung the stars in the sky just for him. You did. You do. But not for him— whatever the name of his new mortal enemy is.

He didn’t think any npc could mirror the expression he most often wears with you. But it’s possible. It’s happening right in front of him. And he swears there’s hearts in his eyes.

“baby.”

you turn, a quizzical look on your features, and he pouts. Dramatically, like a child. Because how could you not see what’s wrong? The world has flipped upside down, his vision of your future together going up in flames, and you’re acting as if it’s a regular tuesday afternoon.

“He’s blushing.” His gaze flicks to the character on screen and he glares, as if doing so will make him combust into pixelated flames.

Your gaze follows his, and you realize what he’s referring to. “Oh, yeah. he likes me.”

“what? What do you mean he likes you?”

You look back to him, and suddenly the adorable pout on his face makes sense. Not that it’d take any genius to figure out. He’s practically throwing a fit. Or he’s close, at least, and all over some npc in your farming game.

You can’t help but roll your eyes. Fondly. “I mean I have eight hearts with him, so he likes me. probably waiting for a bouquet, too,” you shrug, attempting to hide the grin beginning to form on your face. You couldn’t help throwing in that last bit, just to rile him up a little more. If he’s going to interrupt your gameplay over childish jealousy, he might as well make it worth your while.

satoru falls for it, of course. he’s appalled at the mere idea of your implication. A confession. “A bouquet? From you? but you don’t give me bouquets..” you didn’t think his pout could grow deeper, but it does. And you love it.

A beat passes. he stays silent, leaving you practically at the edge of your seat. He’s considering something as he stares at your screen once more. Maybe plotting on ways to recode the game to make a certain npc disappear, or to get rid of the possibility of bouquets in the game altogether. You wouldn’t put it past him.

“I want one,” he finally says.

you blink. “what?”

“A bouquet. I want one,” He repeats himself, as if it’s obvious. he crosses his arms, already set on it. His baby is going to get him a pretty bouquet, even better than the one that degenerate of a character is expecting. He’s going to love it, and he’ll rub it in that emo’s face so damn hard he’ll turn sentient just to feel Satoru’s taunts.

“You’re ridiculous.”

You both end up at the nearest flower shop anyway, searching for a bouquet to match your nerdy boyfriend’s newly acquired sophisticated taste. He examines the petals of each bouquet with utmost precision—and a strange gentleness. You’re almost jealous of it.

Eventually, he decides on a rather colorful bouquet, oddly reminiscent of the one found in your game. The grin from earlier peeks its way through your expression once more.

“I’ll pay,” you say, taking the bouquet from him before he can protest, carrying it to the front counter.

Despite the revulsion he usually feels at the thought of you paying for anything, he lets it slide just this once. A smirk grows on his face instead, utterly giddy that his pretty girlfriend is bending to his entirely reasonable whims.

“You’re into this, huh?” he teases, grinning like a child who just manipulated his way into getting a sweet treat.

“Into what?” You hum, almost innocently, handing him his bouquet. “Gifting guys bouquets?”

He hums his assent, not caring too much in correcting your choice of words in favor of sniffing your gesture of love towards him. Take that, he thinks to himself, imagining a look of horror and jealousy on a certain pixelated face.

You shrug. “Wouldn’t be the first time.”

He freezes. the words ring in his ears, piercing through his heart; any sign of his earlier happiness is completely gone. You walk ahead, seemingly unaware of his inner spiraling.

“What?” He manages to get out, unmoving, shock and betrayal painted on his face.

You stop, smiling to yourself before turning around. sometimes, satoru forgets that you’re capable of playing with him just as much as he is with you.

“Oh no, I mean in game, baby,” you clarify, as if that’ll reassure him, but you know better.

“what?!”

°‧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

eee first post! this idea came to me while I was playing my cozy little farming gsme ! I made it pretty obvious but if you know what game reader is playing AND the character Satoru is going crazy over you get a pat on the head and a little kiss (maybe)

[foldbaron]

WILDE OUT! You’re invited to the Wildemount Wildlings Camp for Adventuring Kids in a three-part mini-series with Game Master Sam Riegel called Wildemount Wildlings, starting Thursday, April 3rd!

The show will feature the antics of 4 teen campers played by Eden Riegel (Sam’s sister), Aleks Le, Brennan Lee Mulligan, and Libe Barer, as well as Camp Counselors power couple Beauregard Lionett (Marisha Ray) and Yasha Nydoorin (Ashley Johnson).

In Wildemount Wildings, our four campers have failed to earn ANY merit badges all summer, and are relegated to the O.L.G.A. Cabin (��Oops, let’s go again”) in shame. As these would-be young adventurers get one more chance to get their act together, what could go wrong?!

Tune in Thursday April 3rd, 10th, and 17th at 6pm Pacific on Beacon, Twitch, and YouTube to find out! Whether you’ve watched our Mighty Nein Campaign or want a fun romp into Exandria for the very first time, you’ll have plenty of fun.

BY KIDS, FOR ADULTS

Wildemount Wildlings is based on Sam Riegel’s home game of D&D with his kids and their friends, and we consulted them and other kids in an extensive pitch session to create the Wilde-est traps, monsters, and NPCs for the campers to encounter.

But get your Swear Jars ready—these campers can have foul mouths! Although the cast will be playing kids, this is a show for adults. Our adventure will take us through clever combat, frightening foes, teen angst, and foul-mouthed fun. We don’t recommend kiddos watch it without adult supervision, but if that sounds like your kind of camping, we can’t wait to see you around the fire!

[destinysbounty]

I think I wouldn't mind Zane's NPC-ification quite as much as I do, if it didn't feel like they were also retconning the fact that he was ever a person to begin with.

Like, sure, I totally understand. Dragons Rising has a huge ensemble cast, and the RGB trio + new ninja are the clear focus. And I don't mind that! Everyone who does get proper narrative attention is written so wonderfully and I adore what we have. But...sometimes it feels like they're just kinda divvying up everything that makes Zane who he is and giving it to everyone else, and never even briefly acknowledging Zane's ties to those traits.

Remember when Zane used to have prophetic dreams foretelling future events? Me neither. Hey Lloyd, how are your visions coming along?

Or, y'know how one of Zane's most integral plot lines, character details, and motifs is his struggles with memory and identity? Remember that time he got amnesia and was then both manipulated and magically corrupted into being a villain? Nah that never happened, anyway check out what Jay is up to now

Or, does anyone recall how Zane is a canonically really good cook with pies so delicious they made Jay cry on screen? No that's Arin's thing, actually

Heck, we even have our quota of ~Silly Robot Beep Boop Bop~ jokes fulfilled by Lobbo!

Don't get me wrong, I'm not hating on any of the other characters for having these traits. Nor am I arguing that Zane should have a singular monopoly on these types of storylines. But when they take traits that have for so long been primarily associated with Zane, like cooking and visions and amnesia, and share them with someone else without even briefly acknowledging Zane's prior involvement...idk. It just feels like they're trying to repackage all the things that make Zane interesting while still writing him out of the narrative. It feels like they're going "whaat? Zane, have personality outside of being a generic robot character?? That never happened!" Like they're just trying to have their nindroid and kill him too.

And I mean, to some extent I can understand their hesitation. It's the same reason the Mr. E/Echo reveal got scrapped in s8 - theres just way too much going on right now, and the narrative load required to explain somwthing this complicated during a reboot/sequel would just bog down an already very complicated story. Zane has a very convoluted backstory that, for new fans dropping in to the sequel series for the first time, may be difficult to explain. How do you recap Zane's history with amnesia in a neat an tidy way for the next gen story, when there's already so much going on?

Like i said, i get that. But they could at least make, like, brief blink-and-youll-miss-it allusions, yknow? Like how they played the Ice Emperor theme during Zane's existential crisis during drs1, or when Zane told Zanth not to follow dancing birds in drs3. Tasteful, subtle, doesn't require much insider knowledge and newer fans could easily interpret it as a noodle incident comment without losing out on their comprehension.

Maybe after Jay gets eliminated from the Tournament, Zane offers to go after him saying, "I've lost myself once or twice before. If anyone understands what he's going through, it's me." And if you want to preserve the plot unobstructed, maybe you can have it so that either Zane fails to get through to Jay or Jay is gone without a trace before he can get to him. Maybe there's a brief scene of Zane making a pie to try and cheer Sora up, but she can't eat it because it reminds her too much of Arin. Or maybe Lloyd has a panic attack over his visions and Zane is the one to offer him the advice about not fighting the vision and letting it come naturally.

Don't you see how easy that is? You would change literally nothing about the story at large, and you're not detracting from the main plotlines or character arcs that are quite validly dominating this series. But you're also throwing a bone to the people who actually like Zane. Like???? I'm not even asking for much here, man :/

Idk. Maybe I'm just bitter and need to touch grass, who's to say

[mymoshangthoughts]

new thoughts i am having lol

body-sharing svsss!mobei-jun and pidw!mobei-jun

now obviously, these two are the same person with basically the same freaking personality lol, so it's not exactly the conflict of "why are you trying to make me do something i would never do" as it would be for like og!qinghua and airplane or smth like that, rather, it's the conflict of:

life experience changing goals. there's obviously the broader shit. pidw!mobei having been a general of an army focused on conquest of both realms vs svsss!mobei having a comparatively peaceful life would mean one of them is liable to have war related ptsd issues and the other is overly naive with regards to things like war and conquest. so their ideals on how to run a kingdom would differ based on those matters. pidw!mobei would be keener on diplomacy when possible, but far more cut-throat when diplomacy fell through. in contrast, svsss!mobei is spoiled and throws around his weight more and thinks little of diplomacy. but when diplomacy fails, he's not quite as prepared for the full consequences of his arrogance. hilariously, pidw!mobei is actually more likely to have a human-friendly reign and be a lot more savvy of human customs. junshang would have had literally HUNDREDS of human brides and idk if you noticed but binghe isnt exactly understanding of his minions screwing up around his romantic partners. so pidw!mobei would have to learn how to ensure half of the harem is treated well and also deal with treaties that junshang carelessly made with this human settlement or that human settlement. after awhile, it all just bleeds together and the realms are combined so tbh he no longer can be paid to give a fuck about whether someone is human or demon. in contrast, svsss!mobei is essentially only familiar with airplane and only attached to airplane. he doesnt have any real reasons to interact with consort shen, separate from how there were hundreds of harem members who needed minding and protecting even when junshang was busy acquiring a new bride, and his dealings with the human realm are comparably sparse. so whereas svsss!mobei might be like "oh theres a famine in the western region of my kingdom, is there someone i can stab about it?", pidw!mobei is more liable to be like "/sigh/ open trade routes with human settlement on the north-western border, they specialize in grains that are suitable for demonic digestion". HOWEVER, svsss!mobei has a far more open heart (less betrayal, war, ptsd, loss, etc) and is also a lot more keen to listen to airplane. so things that airplane has said over the years have generally rubbed off on him. so sometimes he's prone to do things "the airplane way" without even thinking. like more devious and under-handed tactics than his counterpart might have thought of. it would make for an interesting combo is all im saying >:D and delicious internal conflict

romantic feelings >:D ngl, i kinda like the idea of pidw!mobei having a Thing for binghe. so if he's transported into a world where binghe is GAY, like, wtf, YOU MEAN HE MIGHT HAVE A SHOT WITH HIS LIEGE??? and the binghe he knows is poly as fuck. so he would have every reason to believe that so long as binghe is open to men, he'd be open to having a harem of men. so whereas our svsss!mobei is obsessed with qinghua, pidw!mobei is about to get them killed by hitting on junshang badly x'D. pidw!mobei never thought anything much of og!qinghua bc the dude was basically an npc to him, so he cannot fathom why svsss!mobei is so enthralled with him... until he starts to get it. altho he has STRONG suspicions that og!qinghua and airplane!qinghua are straight up different people. the differences between them are too vast. like, bingmei and bingge are clearly different, but they're still noticeably the same guy. pidw!mobei can look at him and recognize "yeah thats the guy im hopelessly crushing on alright". similar hobbies, motivations, way of thinking and problem solving, mannerisms, and just plain the same guy, albeit with a different life. pidw!mobei can also look at his svsss counterpart and be like "yeah, thats me, a dumber me, but thats def me". but airplane? that dude is NOT og!qinghua. pidw!mobei might not have cared about the dude or spent that much time with him, but the same could be said for sha hualing and he would have easily recognized if literally all of her mannerisms, personality, hobbies, and general existence changed 100% into a different person. so, at first he's paying attention to airplane bc svsss!mobei is paying attention to airplane and he's lowkey like "oki why are you interested in /that thing/ when JUNSHANG IS RIGHT THERE!!! HAVE YOU LOOKED INTO THOSE EYES?!?! THOSE PECS?! THE ADORABLE WAY HE COOKS FOR THE PEOPLE HE LOVES?!?!? ARE YOU BLIND?! WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY LIKE ABT THE RAT????" but then when he pays attention he's like "no fr wait holdup that aint fucking qinghua" and now he has a mystery to solve and while he's intent on solving that mystery, he's forced to notice the stuff that svsss!mobei finds so enchanting about airplane. things that are actually quite similar to junshang in places (both mobei's have to acknowledge they have a "type") and just stuff wholly his own that is interesting. BUT ANYWAY, prior to pidw!mobei seeing the appeal of the all mighty hamster god, we have the hilarity of two mobei's in one body just like "no ew why do you like HIM, we are not doing that" (svsss!mobei miiiiggghhhtt have been interested in bingmei.... except watching a guy fawn over a corpse for 5 years can really kill the romance. necrophilia ain't hot, junshang. at least not to mobei pfff)

older vs younger >:D. pidw!mobei, if far enough along in the plot, would be significantly older than svsss!mobei and thus he has to deal with the cringe of "ohno why did i used to do that? did i think it was cool? ohgoddammit noooooo" and svsss!mobei has to deal with pidw!mobei being more of a fuddy-duddy who keeps judging him as being immature and "too young to know whats good for him" and all that sort of shit and look, mobei's of any kind do not like being condescended at ok

anyway my broader point is that i desperately want to see these sorts of conflicts with a body sharing situation between them and my brain is fizzling with each delicious idea for how they could argue

im thinking currently of a body sharing situation where they have to wrestle for control of the body and whoever has the stronger will-power of any given moment is usually able to gain control of it. but at all times, the other one is in the back watching and commenting and criticizing (albeit in a mobei jun sort of way) and so you could have svsss!mobei trying to deal with some complicated political situation with pidw!mobei in his head like "omg you're so fucking dumb, here let me take control" and svsss!mobei is like "no fuckyou stop distracting me" and so on and so forth >:D. even more hilarious when its like pidw!mobei over like "gonna shoot my shot with junshang!" and svsss!mobei is just "what are you doing... WHAT ARE YOU DOING ARE YOU CRAZY OR STUPID" and yeah >:D

then eventually, when they get on the same page on "airplanes are hot actually" it's the jealous competition of WHO can seduce airplane properly >:D. pidw!mobei is naturally better equipped to actually know what a human likes and how to handle the situation. but also because his behavior is odd coming from svsss!mobei, it's easily misunderstood. conversely, svsss!mobei has years of knowledge of airplane based facts to help him know what airplane likes as an individual, rather than broadly as a 'human'. so that gives him a bit of an edge. the competition is FIERCE and airplane literally could not be more confused over what the fuck mobei is doing and why he sometimes seems to be... jealous of himself??????

[laxxarian]

Danny as a background npc of Tucker's and Sam's stream

It all started with Tucker and Sam having an idea to go live streaming to promote their beliefs like Sam with her eco-friendly stuff and her defense technique tidbits and Tucker's meat importance and also some tech tidbits.

Both streams were getting views, a whole lot to a point where the two were so popular that some haters would try and expose them, even tried to hack but is shamefully failed because for some reason, each time they tried to search about this Amity Park, their screens would glitch and the like. It's like the firewall is protecting all residents from the outside world which got the viewers questioning but Tucker and Sam didn't know anything about that, not even Danny who suddenly popped in on their stream.

slam12kki: WHOS THAT???

dragonobsessed_coffee: ....someone needs some explaining to do...just in case.

animalkingdom123: No

Bruce_W: Hey, the kid's look a lot like...

animalkingdom123: NO

blueM0nk3y: YES

Llupex0x: only one things that needs to check out

While the chat was booming, Sam and Tucker is in a collab this time and is in Danny's house when Danny first popped in and so is Jack and Maddie with some snacks, and seeing Jack's features and personality the chat went wild.

Llupex0x: lmao, nvm

viviran76: we're gonna hav to weyt

OPrtx: wats wrong wit u??

Everyone is thinking that Jack may be a cousin or something but the thing is, the Fentons are in no way related to Bruce at all. Sam and Tucker was confused but shrugged it off.

Anyways, continuing on, another collab was set again and this time, Danny popped in casually with an angry look, not noticing that Sam and Tucker was still live but the two didn't mind and had their focus shifted to Danny and Danny started complaining about ecto-acts and how he can't go a day without getting shot and hunted down by Skulker who wants his pelt.

The Batfam who watches this got concerned.

Then another collab was set outside and Danny was seen in the background with a strange belt on and he looks like he's being chased and beaten up, Danny wasn't just running, he was also fighting back and all. The one who is fighting him is Vlad who also has a strange belt on and is now using an ecto gun, but nobody knows that, what they do know is that the man is carrying a gun and is actively shooting it at Danny and Danny also has a gun with him and a bat.

Vlad and Danny exchanges blows, the JL are now concerned.

Sam and Tucker are just continuing their live cuz they thought it would be perfect if they could ask for help with this type of proof (they can't seem to find anyone to come help in their aid and was dismissed as kids prank)

Another collab was set up once more, and this time, Sam and Tucker wasn't shown. What it did show was Maddie and Jack trying to fight the men in white while Jazz tries to get Danny out of.... chains?? and Danny is also inside of a cage??? looks beaten up and bleeding.

Sam and Tucker was sending proof.

But that was in 1990's and the heroes and the viewers saw the video in 2020's already

[phoebejaysims]

Sims Need Driving Lessons

I've always wondered how different things would be if sims couldn't automatically drive when they aged into YAs... so I decided to change that.

This mod requires Lazy Duchess' MonoPatcher & Generations EP. and will conflict with any mod that edits the EA 'Can Drive' bool. As far as I know, no mods do so, since without the MonoPatcher it would be a core edit.

All sims (except the usual service NPCs) now can only drive once they have reached the max. level of driving skill.

Interactions:

Sims can get lessons at the school rabbithole.

If they are level -1 or 0, sims can first do their theory test which will increase driving skill to level 1.

Once they are level 2 in driving, they can do their driving test which, if passed, will automatically max out their driving skill.

Tuning:

kCanFailTest: true. If sims are trait* or buff** positive, they have a chance to fail their driving test.

kPriceOfTheory: 15 simoleons.

kPriceOfLessons: 75 simoleons.

kPriceOfTest: 200 simoleons.

kLengthOfTheoryTest: 45 mins

kLengthOfLessons: 90 mins

kLengthOfTest: 60 mins.

* loser, clumsy, absent minded, daredevil, coward, inappropriate, unlucky

** juiced, dizzy, food poisoning, scared, feeling unlucky, exhausted

Compatibility:

Made on version 1.67

Made on MonoPatcher version 0.2.2 - Mod The Sims - Mono Patcher Library 0.2.2

Credits:

To @lazyduchess for the MonoPatcher. I wouldn't have attempted this mod without it.

Final Notes:

It goes without saying that now none of your sims will be able to drive... it's nothing good old NRaas Master Controller can't quickly change if you don't feel like making ALL your sims take lessons.

Download: here (simblr.cc)

Once I find my password for MTS, I have some updates for existing mods coming so please stay tuned :)

- Phoebe

[atreeinthemoonlight]

Tell me, do I need to officially join ‘Team Elia’ before I’m allowed to criticize Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark? Does merely mentioning Elia Martell automatically make me her stan? Is it physically impossible to call out those two homewreckers without invoking her? Can’t I just be a neutral observer and a passerby who recognizes clowns when they see it? When will Rhaelya stans accept that the entire internet doesn’t need to be a Martell fan first just to despise them? People don’t need to weep for Elia to see that a married prince ditching his postpartum nearly died wife for a 15 year old girl is vile. Looking down on them takes less effort than blinking—it’s basically a reflex at this point.

I’ve never seen a ship with this many black marks—its very existence is built on oceans of blood and tears. How do you even stan them? Oh right, by ignoring every inconvenient truth:

No.1 Don’t mention Rhaegar’s actual wife and children,and how Elia nearly died giving him heirs, let's pretend Elia Martell and her butchered children are NPCs,or just create a new timeline—they never existed.

No.2 Don’t bring up feminist icon Lyanna hating Robert’s infidelity while she eloped with a married popular charming crown prince.

No.3 Brush off Rhaegar’s prophecy obsession,and the tiny detail that he may have groomed her for it.

No.4 Handwave the fandom’s favorite mysteries—like how Lyanna supposedly had no clue about the war outside, or what she really thought while rotting in that Tower,did she still believe this was love?

No.5 The most important rule: never mention her age. Age is only brought up when someone criticizes Lyanna—“Stop bullying a 15-year-old girl!” But when it comes to shipping, it’s off-limits. In fanart, she must always be drawn as mature—especially when holding Jon. She needs to look at least twenty,still young but twenty.

Watching Rhaegar/Lyanna apologists defend their garbage ship is like listening to a failed prophecy bard and a a bratty ‘not like others' teen screeching: "The world doesn’t understand us! Just leave us alone, you’re just too basic to get our level! darling—it’s us against the whole world!"

By all means, "don’t mention this""that’s unimportant""this doesn’t matter""that’s irrelevant"—let's focus on these two adorable masterpieces!

[mercifulstate]

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ MANIFESTATION METHODS SERIES 𝜗𝜚 PART 2: LAW OF ASSUMPTION.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Let’s make it painfully clear for the girls, the guys, the gays, and the theys in the back. The Law of Assumption is not some wishy-washy “if the universe likes you enough” type of thing. It’s a law. Like gravity. Like the sky being blue. It doesn’t care how good you’ve been or how many crystals you charged under the full moon.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎It just says this: whatever you assume to be true, becomes true for you.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎That’s it. That’s the whole game. You assume you’re lucky? You start noticing all the ways life bends for you. You assume you’re always broke? Then somehow, every time you touch your wallet, it coughs and dies. You assume nobody likes you? Then boom—your social life turns into a sad indie film with a depressing soundtrack.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎You’re always manifesting. Always. Not just when you’re repeating affirmations in your room like a spellcaster. Every second. Every assumption that you believe and persist in. It all counts.

“But Mercy! I’ve tried every technique related to the LOA and still haven’t manifested!”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎And every time I hear that, I wanna knock gently on your forehead like—hello? You literally just said it yourself: you assumed you haven’t manifested. That’s what the Law picked up on. That’s what’s being projected into your 3D reality. And don’t get it twisted—techniques aren’t bad. Use the ones you love. But you don’t need them. You only need the assumption. The belief. The knowing. That’s the real work.

“But Mercy! I’m having doubts!”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎And? You’re a person, not a glitchless NPC. Doubt happens. Feel it. Notice it. But don’t marry it. Doubting for five minutes won’t kill your manifestation. Persisting in the assumption that your doubts affect it? Persisting in the assumption that you failed? Yeah.

“But Mercy! Isn’t this sinful? I’m religious!”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Babes. Please. This is not some spiritual cult or divine betrayal. This is a law. Just like ads subliminally program you to believe you need the newest skincare product or that your life is incomplete without a car you don't even want—that is the Law of Assumption in action. Society has been using it on you since birth. You’ve been conditioned to believe all kinds of crap and guess what? You’ve been manifesting that crap effortlessly.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Now it’s your turn to use the same law, but for yourself. Not for some brand. Not for someone else’s dream. Yours.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎So stop acting like the Law doesn’t work just because you haven’t seen your results yet. The only reason it hasn’t “shown up” is because you keep telling the story that it hasn’t. That’s your dominant assumption. That’s what’s reflecting.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎You want change? Change the assumption. Change the story. And let the 3D catch up. Because it will. It always does.

[tadc-harlequin-au]

Introducing: the official Dance Rush x Souls-like AU collab!

(credits to @nobody-nexus for the initial sketch of SL!Pomni <3)

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY NOW AND IT'S HERE, IT'S FINALLY HERE!

As I've said before, the Dance Rush x Souls-like collab is a special event to celebrate my birthday. The Amazing Digital Dance Rush is an AU owned by @nobody-nexus, my lovely bf <3, and is ABSOLUTELY worth checking out.

During this event, there wouldn't be changes in the scenery yet. That is, until Pomni asks Caine, from his office desk, what the golden microphone is for.

He then says that he's been "testing out an event to keep things fresh", without having to rely on boss-rushes entirely to entertain the current players, since it might "get boring".

He then whisks Pomni away to an entirely new map, an altered version of the Main lounge of the manor.

(Couldn't finish this one, I got really sick at the time of making this.)

Once Pomni is done exploring, Caine then takes her to the Idols stage, where she'll be facing down with three chosen idols in a third person, bullet-hell styled gameplay mayhem. A "Dance Rush event", if you will. ;)

(Sorry, I couldn't finish this one either. Body aches be damned)

There are three bosses for this event, and they are the DR variants whom are completely AI, and non-sentient.

Defeating "Idol_1" gives Pomni the Dance Rush skin, and an unlockable cyberpunk sword, as well as a new special called "Style break". (For normal players post-canon, they'll get a DR!Pomni NPC, being all sorts of useful from giving out gameplay tips, to offering a second chance on a halfway checkpoint if the player fails the current run.)

Defeating "Idol_2" allows Jax to access the Dance Rush skin, and a new special. (For normal players post-canon, they'll get a DR!Jax NPC, who will openly berate and flirt at the same time. He gives out side quests that allows the players to find stronger upgrades for main game.)

Defeating "Idol_3" allows Caine to change into the Dance Rush outfit. Normal players in post-canon will get a golden microphone, as well as a DR!Caine NPC that is just as wacky as the original is.

(He also finally permits access to the rest of the event's contents, such as a brand new map that's entirely explorable, and filled with mini-games if players wanted a break from main game's contents. He also gives Pomni the option to "mute" the pain system of the game, but warns her that doing this ruins "immersion". Ofc, Pomni doesn't care lmfao)

Both the Agent!Gummigoo and Agent!Moon skins remain locked until Dance Rush!Pomni and Caine are "topped in their high score leaderboards" (via doing a no-hit S+rank run), respectively.

Both the Agents, once unlocked, give out specialized items that aid Pomni during the gameplay, as well as having new rounds of dialogues that are immensely different from their original souls-like counterparts.

Caine never got to work on the others beyond Jax since if this was canon, this event would take place around Pomni's late game.

It's unlikely that this'll be a one-post event, so once I recover from my flu I'll be making more DRxSL content.