#i'm still adding stuff to this 😬

[polkadotjohnson]

get to know your mutuals

tagged by @donadefr3sa (thanks :3)

what's the origin of your blog title?

my 2 favorite David characters when i made this. they're not anymore but since my current favorite doesn't have an official name, it'd be weird to change it to "thevampire.tumblr.com"

or maybe i could fix that...

there now it's official 😄

favourite fandoms?

weird calling david a fandom but that's it, don't really indulge in fandoms, just like stuff quietly on my corner. tftgs i guess...

otp(s)/shipname?

i guess it's called vinkai...? 😎

maybe reddie still? i'm unsure currently

favorite color?

black, purple, red and #fba3a3

favorite game?

oh boy... better check my library. the entire silent hill series minus homecoming (origin and sm lowkey suck too), final fantasy vi, vii, viii anything before xii really, dragon quest viii, chrono trigger, earthbound, atelier iris 1 and 3, every gta ever but especially iv, faith the unholy trinity, bully, cry of fear, the crooked man, ib, angels of death, off, omori, forest of drizzling rain, yume nikki (normal and dd), deadly premonition (seriously!), fnaf 1 to sl, imscared, sally face, anatomy, stories untold, submachine, daymare town, tales from the borderlands, slender the arrival, lorelai, the cat lady, deep sleep series, i'm on observation duty series, the sims 4, lost in vivo, powerwash simulator, scratches, batman the telltale series, most tony hawk's games, vanish aaand i'm pretty sure i'm missing some. these are games i replay over and over, so it's kinda hard to choose just one (oh i forgot the listerine game. really don't want anything to do with that fandom so no name mention)

song stuck in your head?

julie by outer limits recordings because i made a gifset of it yesterday and listened to it a billion times while doing it

weirdest habit/trait?

commenting on basically every video i watch, eating raw meat, eating spicy stuff until i cry/being obsessive

hobbies?

writing, reading, making gifs, listening to music, bullying my cat, (i kiss her until she scratches me so who's being bullied really) games, stopping a movie a million times to see on imdb where i know such and such from

if you work, what's your profession?

i don't know how to say it in english but it involves fabrics. and lasers.

something you're good at?

fixing shit up at the house, getting rid of scawy creatures when they appear

if you could have any job you wish what would it be?

david's personal assistant just like working from home really, doing what? no clue. being a lets player would be fun too

something you're bad at?

making gifs, singing

something you love?

David, my cat Nitscha

and bacon and sushi

something you could talk about for hours off the cuff?

oof David to my friends trying to rope them in, time travel, parallel universes, ghosts, creepypasta, tftgs (that's tales from the gas station), myself

something you hate?

millipedes, rude people

something you collect?

i've collected many, many things in my time. comic books, manga, books, dvds, cds, but now it's just David stuff

something you forget?

usually using my own tags and linking stuff i post, making me a fucking hypocrite. gotta go through the entire blog and fix stuff whenever i can

favorite movie/show?

gonna try not to make a repeat of the game thing...

movie: drive, the machinist, pulp fiction, host (the rob savage one) baby driver, lnwtd, session 9, in the mouth of madness, one cut of the dead, twin peaks fire walk with me, absentia, gone girl, as above so below, kairo, in the shadow of the moon, frailty, resolution, the endless, hereditary, grave encounters, ghostwatch, the room (unironically), léon the professional, pontypool, jason x, stay, back to the future, rec, the illusionist, heart eyes, final girls, original 3 evil dead, tucker and dale vs evil, freaky, totally killer, fresh, jennifer's body, perfect blue, lake mungo, predestination, butterfly kisses, anything that has some insane plot twist and umm etc

show: right now just waiting for more severance, from (which is more of a guilty pleasure) our flag means death was pretty neat. it used to be doctor who but i stopped due to bad writing. want to go back due to ncuti being so adorable. steins; gate and paranoia agent if anime counts. twin peaks, utopia (original not remake shit), parks and rec, the mighty boosh, the it crowd, ash vs evil dead, inside number 9 annnnd grave conversations (✿◡‿◡)

favorite food?

sushi, most japanese food, anything mushroom like shitake and shimeji, pão de queijo, pastel, esfiha, garlic bread, anything with bacon, pudding, cheesecake

favorite animal?

absolutely cats

are you musical?

i love singing, very bad at it though. listen to a lot of music like pulp, london after midnight, outer limits recording and sam mehran, portishead, the cure, muse, diary of dreams, rammstein, nine inch nails, cazuza, titãs, legião urbana, duran duran, the exies, the smiths, tears for fears, started listening to twin temple thanks to David, amy winehouse, two non-bands called the french letter and colorscheme

what were you like as a child?

spoiled and violent, they say. i'm so glad i grew out of both (✿◡‿◡)

favorite subject at school?

cutting :> okay maybe english

least favorite subject?

all of em. regular dumbass right here

what's your best character trait?

i am very persistent. obstinate even. that's a good one, right?

if you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be?

i wish it wasn't that late, could hardly do anything today :{

if you could travel in time who would you like to meet?

myself

recommend one of your favorite fanfics (spread the love!):

The Joshua series which made me love him even more, Fucked/Up which is probably one of the hottest things I've ever read, Predicament Bondage, a reddie (light) bdsm au

tagging:

i'd tag @kidinfandom but i know she won't do it... @accidentally-in-fictional-love if you want to of course, and @how-serene. everyone else i follow that hasn't been tagged is certain... celebrities that haven't logged in in years...

[greenplumbboblover]

[WIP] TS3 UI "Krystal"

I figured it would be cool to finally publicly share what I've been working on behind the scenes, as well as some mockups!

A few of you on Patreon or Discord may have already seen sneak peeks/given feedback. I kept things quiet because I wasn’t sure I’d even do it in the first place as a next modding project, and I didn’t want to let anyone down.

Luckily, @lazyduchess’s Monopatcher made the job ten times easier. The biggest hurdle was that I would've had to make a core mod to override UI code (I’m normally anti–core mod), but the patcher solved that and let me push ahead.

(Psst, if you're looking at seeing the mockups bigger, I also posted this post on my site: Simblr.cc 😉)

Creating the Mockups

Fun fact: I actually have a degree in UI/UX design! (for websites) While principles like “How wide should this padding be?” or “Which colors send the right signal to the user?”—game UI is a whole different beast.😬

Main Menu

I started with the main menu:

Cut the SimPoints clutter and the “Buy TS4!” banner—after a decade, we get it exists 😉.

Grouped items into clean blocks

Added a text-free “Create New Family” icon

Swapped lot thumbnails for family shots (still baffled by EA’s original choice).

Dropped an options gear in the bottom-left; might label it if it’s too subtle.

Different backgrounds: one solid blue, one closer to the classic gradient.

A lil' sneek peek of where I'm at:

She's not finished, but it's definitely getting there! 😉

Load Screen

Not much has changed here! It's just less... busy I suppose, lol!

2 Different backgrounds to choose from

Moved the Game Tips to the bottom, so the main focus stays on that loading bar 😉

I also have a third option but I'm strongly leaning towards just having the loading bar as it's the most clear!

Live Mode

The hardest of them all lol. Kudos to EA for figuring that one all out! I really struggled with this one in regards to shape and what to even move around/remove!

I figured, it should be nice to pull really into that glassmorphism I've been using over the Mockups! Now I do realise that it can hamper user experience in the sense of not being able to read anything. But these are pictures! So that should be all fine and dandy.

The active item in the queue will now be more "visible". The queued item however, you'll see look a bit more "unactive" compared to what the current version has.

I also completely overhauled the thumbnails for your sims, showing their moods a bit better, and giving the active sim a tiny plumbob! :D

And now the real deal: The control panel! You might notice it's not the whole thing, but I'm still working on that part.

I removed the camera controls from the panel. However, upon feedback, I did hear that it's better to have them as some people are limited in their hand movements on their keyboard and that those controls are really useful. So I will make sure to share 2 versions :)

I also realised I completely forgot the Build/buy mode buttons 😬 So, err, stay tuned for that? lol.

Notifications I really just tidied up :p

I am aware that the space where the text is and the thumbnail is huge, and normally I'd wrap the surrounding text, but apparently in TS3's UI stuff that's practically impossible. Hence that they got this "2 column" effect to them 😉

About releasing the UI:

I'm hoping to release them all in bits and pieces! So first up is the Main Menu (and possibly the Loading screen given it's simplicity).

After that, I hope in my second "update" to release a big portion of Live mode, but that's a bigger task on it's own of course 😉

Any feedback at this point is also completely welcome by the way!

[svltzmans]

casual - cassie howard

cassie howard x fem! reader

a/n: like every other lesbian, i've been listening to a lot of chappell roan and this song seems like a perfect prompt for my first time writing angst 😵 it's not really great so i just made it a one shot and definitely did not proofread lol

warnings: 18+ smut, angst with no happy ending 😬 but i'll go back to happy stuff soon i promise!

y/n's nails dig into the leather of cassie's car, her body sprawled across the passenger seat.

cassie pushes y/n's legs further apart, her head remaining buried between them.

her tongue circles y/n's clit, leaving her lightheaded above her. y/n's nails really start leaving marks behind on the seat, but she can't find it within her to care.

"just like that, cass," y/n mewls, her body instinctively pulling towards cassie.

cassie had quickly discovered that y/n was intoxicating to her, the countless times they had hooked up only adding to her desires.

y/n's orgasm finally hits her, her hands reaching up to the windows to brace herself.

cassie pulls away, wiping her mouth on her shirt with a smirk.

"you're amazing," y/n mutters, still catching her breath.

cassie smiles slightly before preparing to start the car.

"can't you hang out with me for a little?" y/n asks, disappointed seeing cassie prepare to take her home.

"maddy invited me out," cassie justifies, reaching for the door handle.

"why do you always leave?"

the sadness in y/n's voice creates a thick silence in the car. cassie stops moving, staring blankly forward.

"y/n, you know this is just... for fun, right?"

"what the hell are you talking about?"

cassie sighs, running her fingers through her hair. she finally looks at y/n, ditching her avoidance of eye contact.

"we can't, like, date," cassie manages to blurt. "doing this with you is fun, but you know i can't do a relationship right now."

"that certainly isn't what you've been implying."

"y/n... i'm not trying to be an asshole. but i've never implied we were going to date. or that we were anything more than friends."

y/n inhales sharply, trying to keep herself composed. she's hurt, and she feels it in every inch of her body.

"i spent the summer with you, at your family's house. your mom cooked dinner for me and told me stories about you as a child. lexi and i became friends. we've kissed in front of them, cass. what do they think we are? what does maddy think we are? she's seen how inseperable we have been this whole time."

cassie sighs, looking away from y/n again. her expression is somewhat cold as tears start to gently flow down y/n's cheeks.

"i told them it's been... casual. they know we've just been hanging out."

"hanging out?" y/n raises her voice slightly, her outrage becoming more and more apparent.

"cassie, this whole time you have been acting like someone who has genuine feelings. genuine interest. you never told me you wanted any of this to be casual. if you did, i wouldn't be here right now."

"what do you mean you wouldn't-"

"i would have protected myself."

cassie is taken aback by that, shuffling restlessly in her seat. "you don't have to protect yourself from me, y/n."

"no, i do, because i've been falling for you and it all has meant nothing to you."

"y/n, that's not true-"

before cassie can finish her sentence, y/n is gathering her belongings, exasperated.

she pulls the door open, hesitating as if she was waiting for cassie to speak.

when she doesn't, y/n steps out of the car, roughly shutting the door behind her.

[maraschinomerry]

Lose You Again

Pairings: George Karim x gn!reader

Summary: you've finally reunited with George, your best friend and seemingly unrequited crush from Fittes, but something is off, and things take a turn for the worse when you try to prove yourself to him

Content: angst, misunderstanding, mutual pining, whump, injury, blood mention, hospital, hurt/comfort kind of, happy ending, first kiss

A/N: this has been sitting in my drafts for over a year 😬 so thank you to @uku-lelevillain for having an angst reading day yesterday and inspiring me to finally finish this! I don't write this sort of stuff very often which is surprising given how much I read it, but I'm glad I did. Maybe next I'll finish my Fittes!reader bone glass angst fic...

Word count: 4.3k

Taglist: @neewtmas @marinalor @ettadear @honey-with-tea @mischiefmanaged71 plus if anyone wants adding let me know!

If ever there was a time you had been more nervous than you were right now, pacing the cluttered hallway of 35 Portland Row, you were certainly in no state to remember it.

Over a year had passed since George was fired from Fittes, and you'd spent the entire time trying to follow him. He'd been your best friend (which everybody knew) and slightly more (which nobody knew, not even him). Perhaps that was why they found every possible way to persuade you to stay or refused to fire you no matter how much you acted out. One ex-employee working for their rival was a blip, two was an indictment. Finally, they'd caved and let you leave. That was yesterday. Today, you'd managed to arrange an interview with Lockwood & Co, and George had looked so shocked when he opened the door - it was to be expected, you supposed, as you'd been apart for so long and wouldn't fall back into your usual habits straight away. You thought you did quite well on the tests Lockwood gave you, but then George asked for a word with him in private. Maybe he could read the other boy better and was preparing to argue for your acceptance.

So there you were, trying to focus on the assortment of artefacts which lined the walls and not the hushed voices on the other side of the living room door. You couldn't make out what they were saying, but their tones were a blend of increasing desperation and exasperation. This was it. George was fighting to keep you on the team despite what Lockwood might think. You were going to get your best friend back.

George's voice became a little louder, just enough for you to make out the words properly. Your blood ran cold.

“Lockwood, please, I'm begging you. You cannot hire them!”

—

Things were strange.

Despite what you'd heard, Lockwood had welcomed you to the team, and you hadn't said a word to George about it. He'd still said it quietly and presumably hadn't meant for you to hear, so you thought it best to see how things panned out. How they did pan out was the opposite of what you expected. You were a little wary to begin with, assuming that George was resentful of you not following him when he left. On your first evening in the house, you'd gone to your new room after dinner and were starting to unpack when a soft knock at the door pulled you from your thoughts.

“Mind if I join you?” George was leaning against the doorframe, the way he'd so often done at Fittes. You nodded, and he came and settled on the end of your bed. He watched you move back and forth, arranging your books on a shelf, neither of you ready to be the first to break the silence.

Eventually, you spoke. “Is it weird that I'm here? I tried to go with you when Fittes fired you, but they wouldn't let me leave.”

He pondered for a moment. “Surreal, not weird. I wasn't sure whether I'd see you again.”

“Me neither,” you sighed, wondering whether to gently broach things. “But you've built a whole new life here and I'm-”

“You're just as much a part of my life as Lockwood and Lucy,” he interrupted, “and I missed having you in it.” So then why had he been so against hiring you? The more you thought about it, the more you convinced yourself you'd misunderstood. Here he was, acting like he had always done, telling you he missed you. Everything was okay. You gave him a relieved smile, joining him on the bed and showing him a new book you thought he'd enjoy.

Things were strange.

You'd got your best friend back. Everything between you had gone back to the way it was - inside jokes, little glances and touches, the two of you so comfortable in each other's spaces that at time it was hard to tell where one of you started and the other ended. And yet, underneath it all, something wasn't sitting right.

Lockwood sauntered into the kitchen, where you and George were pressed close next to one another in an intense series of noughts & crosses games on the Thinking Cloth.

“Morning, you two,” he greeted cheerily as he placed two slices of bread in the toaster. “How are we looking for tonight?” You frowned. The question seemed to be aimed at George, not both of you, and it was George who responded.

“Notes are in the living room if you feel like reading them this time, Lucy's packed supplies, we should be all set.”

So it was a case, then. You hadn't been on many recently for a variety of reasons, but hopefully this time was different. “Do I need to pack anything?” you asked tentatively.

Lockwood's gaze slid from you to George and back, before he pouted apologetically. “Actually, y/n, would you mind holding down the fort here again? Mr Morris’ place isn't really big enough to warrant all four of us, it’s just a single Type Two, and it's good to have someone at base in case of emergencies.” Surely, you reasoned, you'd be better equipped to help with emergencies if you were there, but you could just about see the logic so you kept quiet.

Still, the thought nagged at you all morning, the idea that it was never any of the others who stayed behind. Lockwood would always go out, of course he would, it was his name on the door as he so often said, but Lucy and George? By the afternoon, your thoughts were racing so much that you couldn't bear it. You traipsed down the stairs into the cool of the basement, where Lockwood was putting a dummy through hell with his rapier. You watched for a while, admiring the balance of elegance and ferocity with which he moved, the way his weapon was at once firm and fluid. Eventually he slowed and noticed you.

“Sorry, were you wanting to…?” He nodded towards the dummy.

“No, I, um-” you faltered. No. You had to ask or you'd spend the whole evening and more overthinking. “Have I done something wrong, or not done enough, to not be going on cases?”

The boy seemed to deflate a little, which was unlike him. It was serious. He must have seen the disappointment in your face. “Oh no, y/n, don't worry, you've not done anything. You're doing great and I'm so glad to have you on the team. Believe me,” he preened a little, “if it was just me I'd have you with us every time, but George is worried-”

He abruptly cut himself off almost as quickly as you did. “Oh he is, is he?” A fine red mist had descended across your vision. George, with his whole spiel about missing having you in his life, and the first chance he gets he tries to make you as uninvolved as possible? Because he's worried? You have learned things since he left Fittes, he does realise that, right? You're not some child who can only survive when he's around to help. Seething, you began stomping up the staircase, the clanging of your feet on the metal reverberating through the open space and drowning out Lockwood's protests as he followed.

“What the hell, George?” You charged through the library door, causing the boy to spring from his armchair where he had been going over the files for the night with Lucy. He looked at you in confusion, and at Lockwood peering sheepishly over your shoulder. “I know you tried to stop Lockwood from hiring me, and now I find out you're trying to keep me off cases? Because what, you think I'm not good enough? It's not safe to have me out there?”

George's expression darkened. “That's not… You went to Lockwood behind my back? Why didn't you just talk to me?”

“Would you have given me a straight answer if I did?”

He opened his mouth to respond, then seemed to reconsider and closed it again. All eyes were on him: Lucy’s from the chair opposite, puzzled; yours, furious; Lockwood’s behind, concerned. George’s face had faded from anger to hurt, but you were too wrapped up in the betrayal of it all to care. All that time spent getting back to the way things were, what was the point? You'd poured your heart into making sure he knew how much you appreciated having him back in your life, daring to hope that he might feel the same way, but even now he didn't have the guts to tell you he didn't really want you there. You raised an eyebrow in silent confrontation, giving him one last chance to explain himself. Even after all that, you were still clinging to the possibility that it was all a big misunderstanding. He said nothing.

“Forget it,” you muttered. Fighting back tears, you turned on your heel and left, Lucy rising to follow anxiously.

The moment it was just the two of them, Lockwood rounded on George.

“Do you want to tell me what's going on?”

George looked almost as close to tears as you had. “I told you, I can't.”

It was rare to see Lockwood truly angry, but the beginnings of it were starting to seep through: the tightness of his jaw, the sharpness of his voice. “Well, we might have just lost one of our agents and your best friend, so perhaps it's time to reconsider.”

“I love them, okay?” George's voice was barely above a whisper. He looked at Lockwood, wide-eyed. “I know they don’t feel the same but I've been in love with them since they joined Fittes. When I got fired I barely got to say goodbye, it was like I lost them for all intents and purposes and it's been eating me up all year. I can't lose them again, and you know what we're like. I can't always protect them on cases, so I thought if they stayed away we could still be friends but they'd be safe.”

Lockwood's anger dissipated and he sank into the seat next to George's. “I understand that, but that's not your decision to make. We all worry about each other, but we knew the risks when we got into this and have to trust that we do our best. That's all any of us can ask for.”

George nodded, pulling the neck of his T-shirt up to wipe a rogue tear from his cheek. The pair settled into a contemplative quiet which was interrupted a minute later by the thud of the front door echoing through the house. Lucy appeared, alone and sombre. George made to stand up, but Lucy gave a small wave and shook her head.

“I think they just need a bit of time to deal with this by themself.”

The boys nodded. Things had got heated so it was probably best to have a bit of distance to cool off. If George knew you (and he did), you'd have gone to the park for a walk to clear your mind. You'd be back by curfew, and then he'd confess. He needed to clear this all up.

The last rays of sunlight clung to life as they sank below the rooftops of Portland Row. In the fading light of the kitchen, George was almost boring a hole in the table with his anxious scribbling on the Thinking Cloth. He wasn't writing anything in particular, just rhythmically dragging the pen back and forth to try and ground himself from the fear gnawing at his insides. You should have been back by now. You'd never been mad at him this long. Something was wrong.

George tiptoed into the hallway, pulling on his trainers and grabbing a coat and his rapier. The stand was emptier than usual, but at least that meant you had some form of protection. The thought did little to calm his nerves.

“Sneaking off?” a voice from behind made him jump. Lucy was sitting on the stairs, eyeing him quizzically.

“I'm worried about y/n out there alone. What if something happened at the park?”

“So you thought you'd go out there alone instead?”

“Well-”

Lucy stood, and George noticed she was wearing her boots. “Come on then. Let's go.”

It was dark by the time they reached the park. The ghost lights cast a sickly green glow over the path, leading up to the gate. The gate which was bolted with a heavy iron lock. If you'd been here, you must be long gone. There was no way you'd have been locked in.

George was almost frantic. “Where else could they have gone? Tell me exactly what they said.”

“Uhh, they said ‘How can I trust him when he doesn't trust me? I'm going to deal with this myself.’ I'm sorry, Georgie.” Lucy grimaced.

It stung to hear that you didn't trust him, but he knew it was deserved. But there was something else about what she'd just said which set alarm bells ringing in the back of his mind, so loud it almost drowned out the pounding of his panicked heart in his ears. “Are you absolutely sure? ‘By myself’ or just ‘myself?”

She frowned. “Just ‘myself’, I'm pretty sure. Why?”

“Lucy,” George clutched her arms, both to emphasise the importance of what he was about to ask and to stop him from collapsing in on himself, “did they take their kit bag?”

“...Yes.”

“Go home. Right now. Get Lockwood.”

—

The door to the Morris house swung open with a horrendous groan, and you shone your torch into the gloom. Now that you were here you were starting to have second thoughts. It really was foolish, taking on a Type Two alone, but your other option was going back home to a boy you'd finally realised didn't want you around. You steeled your nerves and stepped over the threshold. The whole building felt like it was holding its breath. Actually, it felt like there was no breath left for it to hold. Every surface was covered in a thick layer of dust, every fabric tattered and faded, every paper yellowed and curling. The further in you ventured, the more the floorboards creaked. You closed your eyes, shutting out your surroundings, and listened for any hints as to where the source might be. It was difficult to make out at first, but the more you focused the louder it became.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Water. First you tried the kitchen, setting yourself up a makeshift station of a lantern and your kit bag on the rickety table. Taking only your rapier and a silver net, you checked the downstairs bathroom, which turned out to be just a toilet and sink. The master bathroom must be upstairs.

Each step felt less secure than the one before it. By the time you reached the landing, you were genuinely concerned about whether they'd support you getting back down. The dripping was much louder up here, and accompanied by a harsh scrabbling. There was a doorway up ahead, with a telltale glow within. You drew your rapier, and took one creaking step after another.

You'd only made it halfway across the landing when the creak turned into a snap, and the floor gave way.

Your eyelids flickered open. It was dark. You were slowly coming back to yourself, trying to figure out where you were, when you were hit by a wave of pain unlike anything you had experienced. Your entire body was aching, but your leg in particular was sending daggers through you. Above you, a hole in the ceiling dropped a loose shard of wood. Oh shit. The memory flooded back. You looked down, to the blood flowing freely from a gash in your leg and bit back a scream. If only George were here. The though of never being able to tell him how you felt, of his last memory of you being the two of you arguing, was unbearable. No. There was no time for thoughts like that. You had to get to safety. You tried to stand, but barely got your good leg under you before your knees buckled. You did scream this time.

The dripping grew louder.

The glow appeared at the edges of the hole.

You began to crawl towards the kitchen, grimacing with every movement. You just had to make it that far. There were filings and chains and flares. You'd be safer there. You risked a glance back and saw the outlines of a woman's face, soaked black hair obscuring her features, as she drifted through the ceiling.

Drip. Drip. Drip. Clunk.

Something rattled. That was new. It felt more real too, a noise in the physical world and not the psychical one. The door flew open and you turned.

The Visitor hovered between you and the exit.

—

George made the journey in a fugue state.

How had he let this happen? Everything he had done had been to try and prevent something like this, and now it was happening more severely than he would ever have imagined. The second the taxi pulled up, he tossed a note far above the value of the trip to the driver and scrambled out. His rapier was already drawn by the time he reached the door and he fumbled with the handle. Come on, come on, open.

At last the latch clicked and he burst into the hallway. Immediately his attention was drawn to a Visitor, a thin figure with drooping wet hair, drifting a few feet off the ground to his right. There was something underneath it holding its attention. His heart almost stopped when he realised it was you. Your jeans were torn, your rapier was far out of reach, and you were bent awkwardly backwards and staring upwards with a pale, frozen look of utter hopelessness. Every single worry he'd been harbouring these past months slammed into his chest at once, forcing the air from his lungs as he cried your name so loudly it hurt.

The Visitor turned its cold, ferocious gaze on him, and his fear was overshadowed by the pang of relief he felt when you slumped back into yourself, freed in the nick of time from ghost-lock. He levelled his rapier.

“Y/n, get somewhere safe,” he said lowly, trying to keep his emotions in check but letting just enough out to draw the Visitor's attention.

You nodded, still in a daze, but managed to whisper a response. “Source is in the upstairs bathroom.” Both of you glanced up at the jagged hole. No telling whether the edges were safe enough to cross. Your only option was to give yourselves enough time to escape. “Keep her busy.”

He set about with his rapier, taunting the spirit closer. Spurred on by the knowledge that you weren't alone, that for whatever reason George had come after you, you dragged yourself the rest of the way into the kitchen and used a chair to haul yourself up to your kit bag. Filings, chains… flares. That should get rid of her. Limping out into the hall, you met eyes with George and held up a flare in each hand. He nodded, understanding you wordlessly, and gave one more swipe of his rapier before ducking out of the way. You hurled one canister after the other, hitting the Visitor with perfect aim and watching in satisfaction as it disappeared in a shower of bright golden sparks. With it went the last dregs of adrenaline left in your aching body. Your legs once more disappeared from beneath you, and the last thing you saw was George's panicked face getting closer before it succumbed to the darkness which had crept into your vision.

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Things were strange.

The light behind your eyelids was bright, too bright. Hadn't it been dark before? It wasn't the warm brightness of sunshine either, there was a harshness to it that you were unfamiliar with. Slowly, you opened your eyes. A fuzzy room swam into view. You blinked a few times. The room sharpened. It was a hospital room, if the papery blue curtains and stench of disinfectant were anything to go by. The faint chatter of nurses in the background was masked by a nearby beeping. You turned your head, suddenly aware of how stiff your neck was. Beside you was a machine, the beeps timed perfectly with the little waveform on its screen, and from it came trailing cables which led to a band on your wrist. Oh god. The events of the night came flooding back. The beeps sped up. Your leg throbbed. Where was George? He'd been there last night, what if something had happened to him? You'd never forgive yourself. You looked around wildly, gripping the edge of the bed in preparation for an escape attempt. Relief washed over you when you spotted a tangle of dark curls in a chair hidden behind the machine. He was just beginning to stir, probably on account of your frantic scrabbling.

“George,” you croaked, your voice rougher than you expected.

The sound of your voice pulled him further from sleep. “Y/n?” he mumbled, staring at you blearily. The same moment of revelation passed across his face and he was at your side in an instant. His hand clutched at yours, almost as though he needed proof that you were real and alive. You gripped him back tightly, trying to mask the tremor in your fingers, and without thinking your other hand came up to cup his cheek. It took you by surprise a little when he leant into the touch, and your thumb rubbed soothingly across his cheek.

“You're okay,” he breathed incredulously. A pause. “You are okay, right?”

“I'm fine, George.”

“Good, that's good.” His gaze hardened. “Then what the bloody hell were you thinking?”

There it was. He didn't actually care how you were, he just wanted to make sure he could go off at you again without it reflecting badly on him, because at the end of the day he still didn't trust your decisions. Your chest clenched. Despite everything that had happened, the way he'd treated you, you knew your heart still belonged to him even if he didn't want it. You dropped your hand. “I was thinking,” you snapped, “that maybe if I proved that I could handle this you'd stop treating me like some lost puppy that just follows you around and let me do my job for once.”

“That's not what this is about.”

“Then what?!” Your voice was growing louder, and you were concerned one of the medical staff would burst in before you finally got chance to confront whatever was going on. “What possible reason could you have for telling me you want me in your life and then the minute I try to get close you ask Lockwood to keep me at arms length?”

“Because I'm in love with you!” The words burst from George's mouth like he'd been fighting to keep them in since the day you arrived on the doorstep of 35 Portland Row, if not before. You both froze. The weight that had settled on your chest, pressing down on you for weeks now, clawed its way back out your throat in a shaky breath.

“You are?”

George faltered, perceiving your confusion as rejection. “I- Sorry, I thought that maybe…” His hand was still in yours, but his grip began to loosen. Now or never. You held on, pulling him closer and leaning up on your elbow to plant a brief, soft kiss on his lips. He blinked at you. “So wait, does that mean…?”

You rolled your eyes playfully. “Jesus, George, yes. I love you too.”

He grinned, leaning down to kiss you again, more strongly this time, and you smiled into him as your lips met his. His free hand rested between your shoulder blades for support, so your other hand was able to reach up and curl into his hair. When you finally separated, you shuffled to the far edge of the bed and patted the empty space. George gave you a questioning look, one eyebrow raised, and you glanced down at the robe you'd exposed, dotted with rainbows and colourful clouds. You huffed.

“I like it,” George smirked. “It's very you.”

“Shut up and get in here.”

When you wafted the sheets again he wasted no time kicking off his trainers and crawling in. His body fit against yours like it was always supposed to be there, and you snuggled into the warmth of his chest as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

“So you're not mad at me?” he murmured, his breath tickling your ear.

“Let's see. You tried to prevent me getting hired, stopped me working cases, saved my life, professed your undying love for me…”

“Hey, I never said undying.”

You turned your head and kissed him again. “Fine, eternal then. Point is, I think it cancels out.”

He smiled. “So if I tell you I love you again, does that put me ahead?”

You twined your fingers in his across your stomach, suddenly thoughtful. “Let me get level first. I'm sorry for making you worry, I shouldn't have run off like that.”

“I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have pushed you away. I already lost you once, I was scared I might lose you again and because of that I almost did. I mean, you could have been…” his voice trailed off, the knowledge of how close you came to being ghost-locked or worse hanging between you. His head nuzzled into the crook of your neck, breathing you in and grounding himself.

“But I'm not, and I won't be, because from now on we tackle things together, yes?” He mumbled his assent into you, placing one last gentle kiss on the edge of your shoulder.

When Lockwood and Lucy were finally allowed in to help take you home, they found you and George fast asleep in the hospital bed, tangled together and smiling peacefully.

[msbigredmachine]

💖Beginners' Guide to MsBigRedMachine's Fanfics💖

Thank you once again to two of my faves @southerngirl41 and @harmshake for the tags!

Intro: I'm Ada! I write fanfiction mainly for Roman Reigns, but I expanded to Jey Uso and now I've added his twin Jimmy, lol. Also have a Samoa Joe fic lurking somewhere.

Pairings: As you'll see in my masterlist, ALL my OCs are Black women. Dark skin, light skin, caramel, slim, big...all beautiful Black baddies. Also, being Nigerian, I aim to incorporate more Nigerian names in my fics too. Sorry, I don't do slash of any kind. I've been asked before and it's just not my thing.

Warnings: Smut, angst, drama, more smut. No one under the age of 18 should read my stuff or interact with me on it, or you'll be outed without hesitation.

So where to start reading...?

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My first fic: My first-ever one was actually an RVD fic called Shattered Rose that I never finished, when white women were my OCs. I know wayyyy better now😬

My longest fic: My first baby, Into The Deep End. March 6, 2024 will make it ten years since I first published it on another platform. I worked so hard on it as a stress reliever when I was studying for my Masters, and to know that it still gets so much love on all the sites I've posted it on truly warms my heart. Targets is my second-longest, I really enjoyed that one too.

My shortest fic: Definitely Wait For You. Marian tagged me in a "Seven Sentence" challenge and this was the result. I'm terrible with <1000 word fics and it was truly a challenge, lol.

My most popular fic: So, there's three answers. Overall, Into The Deep End for sure. But for my one-shots, I still get messages and quotes about Power Couple (Roman/OC) and On Sight (Jey Uso/OC) to this day.

My personal fave fic: Lol this answer changes all the time. They're all my babies, I really can't choose. Each time I re-read one, I fall in love with it.

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💖About me💖

30+, a qualified lawyer/attorney by profession. I've been writing all sorts of stuff since I was a child. There's something about putting your imagination down on paper that is so liberating and I really enjoy it. Maybe one day I will have the courage to actually publish something.

I've been posting my fics on tumblr for years now. I'm truly happy to have met such great authors along the way, and I appreciate all the likes, reblogs and especially the amazing comments and feedback. Forgive me for all my late responses, work and Nigeria's WAT time zone messes me up lol.

Thank you all again, and enjoy!

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[tomorrowsgardennc]

chicken update // february 18th

well i was gonna wait until i got these projects done to post an update... but between being sick and another winter storm coming in, it's gonna be a couple weeks before i can get back in to it. so here... we... CLUCK!@&&!

first off: the chicken schedule was released by the local hardware store!

it's been out for a month, and it's less than a month before they arrive. therefore, i believe possibly maybe i have narrowed down the breeds i will be getting. i expected them to get copper marans but *blue* ones?! mando. ideal 236 is actually the only breed they're offering with white eggs, interestingly enough. which is fine - stereotypical chicken is still stereotypically cute. now... the olive eggers. i KNOW i want olive eggers... i have wanted those since i started researching chicken breeds years ago. but the hardware store threw in a curveball and added ONYX olive eggers?!?! excuuuuuse me?! goth chickens yes please!! but they will not arrive at the hardware store until april 25th, an entire month after i get the other 2 breeds. plus, i am legit worried about our hot summers just getting hotter. there's a reason i'm only gothic during the cold months (joke). normie olive eggers are available the same day i'll be getting the other 2 breeds. what do you guys think??

the chicken nursery aka brooder (married millennial with no kids means the name changes to nursery instead of brooder i don't make the rules) is 99% done!! couple weeks ago i built the litter box drawer that goes under the nursery from spare wood we had. it was partically molded from being outside, so i did the same bleach clean sand kilz paint job like i did for the main structure. we keep scrap wood for a reason so buying wood would just make the avrap wood pile useless. the wood for the drawer is much thicker than it has any need to be, but free is free.

the bedding is and will be shredded paper and cardboard. since we can't go shopping at atores like normies, we get a lot of boxes from deliveries so i am not worried about running out of chicken bedding.

i was nervous about a heating lamp in my craft room with the door closed most of the time, so hubs and i settled on getting a heating plate. this hesting plate has been turned on high for the past 2 weeks and no issues or fires so far. i added the bedding today and turned down the heat on the plate for another test. on high, without bedding, the area under the heating plate read at 109°F. the handkerchief is to help hold that heat in one place, and has been there since the beginning of the test. will wait and see if needed when the chickens are here.

if we had a garage then i would use a heat lamp - between a typical fire break between garage and house, then i wouldn't care. but the craft room has majority of my business stuff, and is right next to the master bedroom 😬 just not worth the fire risk imo.

my craft room is either too cold in winter or too hot in summer due to just where it is and what isn't around it compared to the rest of the house. but will keep a super close eye on them with The Chicken Nursery WebcamTM. yup, i found a very old logitech webcam we bought in the pre-2010s and are going to have it in the nursery and stream the chickens. why? see: married, childless millennials.

the only 2 things left to do on the chicken nursery brooder structure thing is to drill a hole for those two wires to exit out of instead of coming out of the top so that i can install "locks" so the top cannot be opened by the cats. the craft room door will be open when i am in the room so the cats can come and go, but will be closed when i am not in the room. even though 4 out of 5 cats are indoor only, i still want them to get used to chickens being "normal" and not "dinner."

speaking of, here is my cat tax. when i was filling the bedding in the drawer, parsley was such a big help playing with the shreds that fell on the floor.

the prep work for the outdoor coop and run has begun, but only just. we did as much as we could during the false spring weather we got about 2 weeks ago. once this winter storm goes away for good, it looks like the weather will be nice again to go back to work on it. hopefully, this flu of ours will be gone by then 🫠

[austinslounge]

So... The time as come. We can spill some tea, right? I'm talking about the Zendaya-Jacob-Kaia stuff. I don't know much, I only read rumors 'cause I really love Z. I remember I was shocking when in the first place I saw the Zendaya and Jacob pap pics, especially because she always has been private and I never liked him. And than, out of nowhere, he started dating Kaia, without any official announcement about the break up with Z. I don't know if rumors started with those pap pics, but I remember that someone said he cheated on Z on her birthday??? And correct me if I'm wrong, but he hadn't cheated on Joey King too? A cheater is a cheater and adding the rumors about the Lili-Cole-Kaia thing (I didn't know about this one, I recently find out) it seems a pattern. Am I miss something?

Oooo -- this is an interesting topic.

I'll spill!

I'm a fan of Zendaya, so I was following her relationship with Elordi back then, so I can only spill what I personally observed, and also what other fans in the fandom kind of felt during that time.

**DISCLAIMER -- This is just based on observation and what I've heard/seen circulating in the fandoms. Sip or Spit.

Click below 👇 to read more, if you dare lol:

Jacob & Joey

Yes, lots of Joey King fans feel that he cheated on Joey because Joey kind of alluded to it by some of her likes around the time of their split. She was liking a lot of cheating posts. 👀

Supposedly, word on the street is that Jacob had cheated on his Aussie gf with Joey. 😬

Jacob & Zendaya & Kaia

Jacob and Zendaya started dating after she and Tom broke up in 2019. Tom was spotted with some blonde chick in London, and then not too long after that, Zendaya started dating her Euphoria co-star Elordi. I think they got spotted in Greece sometime around August of 2019.

What's interesting is that Jacob met Kaia Gerber at some point the very next month in September of that same year at some fashion show/event.

It's funny, because around that time, Kaia and Tommy Dorfman (I think he's trans now?) used to hang out a lot together, and now, you almost never see her with him/her. Not sure what happened. Anyway, so Jacob used to be seen at the same events that Kaia was at, and he was always hanging out with her and her friends. Other fans of Zendaya and I all thought that was pretty sus. 👀

Link

At one party, Jacob was even seen flirting with Kaia on video, all while he's dating Zendaya and had just been papped in NYC kissing her in Feb 2020 (so they were definitely official).

In all honesty, those papped pics with the Elordi/Zendaya kiss all looked pretty staged to me, but we're not going to get into that lol. 👀/

Around early September, Zendaya fans noticed Jacob (who had now come back to the states from Australia during covid) hanging out with Kaia Gerber again, and it was at this point we knew for a fact that he and Zendaya had split up. We weren't even shocked to see Kaia and Jacob together tbh because we all saw signs that he was always hanging around her even while he and Zendaya were dating.

By March 2020, as we all know, the global pandemic hit, and Jacob flew off to Australia, and we all know what happened after that. 👀

Next thing we know, Jacob flew to LA in September, and guess who he's spotted with???

You guessed it! KAIA GERBER.

This article above from E! came out when they got spotted out, and they were still trying to pretend that they were just friends, but we fans knew what was up. 😒

Jacob didn't cheat on Zendaya on her birthday, it's just that those pictures of Kaia and Jacob came out on Zendaya's birthday (or around her birthday), so that's why some fans assumed that he cheated on her birthday.

Most fans and I feel that Jacob and Zendaya actually split up months before it was common knowledge, and before he even stepped foot back on US soil. We all know he was keeping in touch with Kaia all throughout their relationship though.

There's no way you're jumping right to another woman when you first step foot back in LA unless you've been chatting her up for a while before you even get back into the country.

That's another reason why I don't trust Kaia. Too many weird sus things follow her around. Then I also remember the whole weird Cole Sprouse/Lili breakup and how she was around that whole thing too. 🥴 The girl is sus.

Another thing that's weird ---- Kaia and Elordi were spotted the last time together at some Halloween party back in 2021.

The next thing you know, she and Elordi have split up, and she's immediately spotted with and dating Austin Butler in early December 2021.

I'm sorry, but if you're moving on that fast from your boyfriend of a year and immediately already out with some other guy almost less than a month later, you can't tell me that there wasn't some type of overlap, or you got hooked up by somebody.

I personally kind of wonder if Kaia had her eye on Austin for a while (maybe ever since the Lily Rose fling) 👀, and dropped Elordi for a chance with Austin. Jacob himself also moved on pretty quickly as well, and they both had articles come out on the same day with their new respective significant others. (Again, weird!) I just find it strange that we still to this day don't know how Austin and Kaia even met each other (maybe mutual friends?), but I suspect Kaia and Co. pulled some strings because they don't even fly in the same circles like that lol. Not to mention the stark age difference between the two of them. 🥴 She was only 20 guys. At least she and Elordi were in the same circles and were attending the same events together before they dated. There is photo evidence. So their pairing made more sense. With Austin, it's like, there was nothing, and then BAM! All of a sudden they're pictured together lol. 😅

So anyway -- that's all the tea I have for today. Thanks for stopping by for Tea Time at Austin's Lounge lol. 🤭

[prpfz]

✨️🌃 alright gang, my threads are sTILL dry as hell and if i don't start writing some new stuff, i might explode. that said, hi, hello, i'm on the market for new writing buddies, and this is an ad for some good ol' fashioned mxm oc x oc rp🫡 i'm also super super open to multi-muse plotting with other pairings (m/f, f/f, more m/m, whatever flavour pairings we want for background pairings) !! i lovelovelove gushing about characters and just yapping about our plot etc! that said, i do want to take a relaxed approach w this

i'm looking for 20+ folks to engage in devious tomfoolery with. third person, past/present tense, semi lit over discord, actor/celeb FCs !! dead dove + nsfw heavy plots are ideal! i prefer a decent plot to smut ratio, but it depends on the plot. 30:70 or 40:60 smut/plot is a good range imo! although i'd def love to include kinks etc when smut does come up :) i ONLY write switches and would prefer to write with folks who write switch or dom characters. i have very few limits👁 i love chatting ooc and i'm generally pretty laid back and uuuuusually pretty active depending on my mood etc :}

what am i looking for, you ask? anything tbh- as long as its not too bland or slice of life-y, i'm probably game. i'm super into 80s/90s settings, supernatural horror, mystery, all that jazz! i love drawing inspiration from scary stories/creepypasta narrations etc. i'm also a big sucker for mindfuckery, blackmail, general whump stuff- bring me your evil men to torment my fellas! (<- that isn't a must, i'm just always weak for it) i'm notttttt really looking for super submissive or twink-y characters to pair my characters with, sorry y'all😬 my characters lean more masculine/rugged etc, and i prefer writing against similiar such characters. that said, i do like a pretty face, so don't worry too much💅

if you're interested in something other than what i've mentioned thus far, feel free to interact anyway, i'd love to hear your ideas

otherwise, if this sounds like your kind of jam, like this post and i'll slide into your DMs!

Leave a like, and anon will get back to you!

[therealdragonpost-generator]

I am remembering things about this generator. First off:

FinalRelationshipValue="{} {} (a {} {} {}), {} (a {} {}) and {} (a {}). One time, {} {} {}, who {} it. "

I'm remembering how silly strings look without their added data in them. Like, yep, that sure is a statement :) Such a valid sentence.

Also, with the disorders, I forgot that I researched statistics for things like "percentage of people missing an arm" and used that in the generator. Your guy has a 4 in 10,000 chance to be missing an arm, and a 28 in 1000 chance to have ADHD. Where did I get this data from? I don't remember. I googled something and found numbers and called it good enough I guess. Anyways there are only three disorders, those two and "Sleepy Bitch Disorder" Which is :\ well that's not a lot. But! I remember asking a few times for things to add, and no one submitted things, and those were just the three I added in to test the feature out. BTW your dragon could potentially have all disorders at once. It's not very probable but it could happen.

Also I absolutely had bias stuff in some of the results, such as for common pronouns and creatures. I have removed all those biases for v2.0.0 👍

Looking at the Hydra code and 😬 that's a lot. Like, it's not hard to understand, there's just a lot with it. Every time a head is added, it cuts the percentage in 1/2 for the next head, and then the final head count needs personalities for each head. But not every thing is multiplied either. Hydras are in v1.1.0 tho, and I never finished them 😔 In fact v2.0.0 might not include them, we'll see how that goes.

Anyways I've started on cleaning up v1.0.2 so that I can understand things easier for when I make the web version. Until then . ..

It'll still be one every 3 hours, so 8 Dragons a day. All the old copyright rules still apply, anyone can use any creature that spits out. I have a .bat file that'll run the Python program 250 times in about 5 seconds, which'll make 31.25 days, basically lasting us until 2025

Also I'll be setting up a bunch of proper blog tags over the next week or two, and update the pinned content as well. Reviving an abandoned blog is a lot of work :P

[captain-eppe]

Featuring Tristen McLean Staring as Jesus

Or Piper iii- part ii, Time to unlock Pipers backstory, the present

I'll be honest, I put a lot of research into the previous bit, and the lack of feedback did hurt my enthusiasm to post. I know as a writer I shouldn't let the feedback or lack of, and that writing should be for my own enjoyment first, not for the approval of others. And the project is still ongoing. I feel that while writing is still for my enjoyment, editing, adding links/citing sources, and posting it is for the readers benefit and hopefully enjoyment.

So thank you @snapcandle

And @rrritinha

Thank you for letting me know you enjoyed part i.

Anyway, enough about me, you came here for Piper's dreams

Her second dream is a warning. A bonfire burns the purple of shadows, heat intense on top of a mountain, city lights burning in the distance. Her clothes steam.

"This is your second warning" a voice tells her, so powerful the earth rumbles. Its scarier then she remembers.

There is a face behind the bonfire. The features are crude as if chiseled, the face barely alive but for the raw piercing diamond eyes, paired with a horrible frame of dreadlocks braided with human bones.

Lots of rock imagery going on here.

Its smiles bring shivers.

"Do as your told. Do our bidding. Go questing."

Then it shows her they have her father, unconscious Jesus style staked.

"Serve me well and you will both live. Otherwise, I have had a long nap and am hungry. Very hungry."

Or so I have summarized the words of Enceladus. Then it laughs and the earth opens up between her feet.

Piper wakes up, feeling "like she had been trampled by an Irish dancing troupe"

I don't think Leo is as prone to these descriptive kind of sayings as Jason and Piper, but I'll try to keep an eye out. I hope that's the true legacy of Jipper, that togther they will say stuff like this out loud togther, and other people stare at them in at least some degree of bafflement.

Leo thinking he's the normal one, only to cringe when he says one of Jason's Christmasisms out loud.

Camp half blood is not a dream. She has her ceremonial dagger. Rachel is here to greet her to the waking world. Argus of many eyes is here too. 

It was not Rachel's idea to get possessed by Hera. She then goes on to explain they used medicine that will burn you to ashes if overdone. 

Lovely! 😬

They talk about the fate of Hera in front of Argus, who is invested in her safety. They don't want him to cry an ocean of tears again. But what catches Pipers attention is Jason was here for her a bit, before he went off on the minor memory quest. 

Which gets her thinking about Jason. And how she hopes their relationship is real and not a trick of the mist. But get over that, Dads the priority, not some boy she likes.

She contemplates the dagger, a fake like her. Rachel tries to cheer her up by saying Jason and her seem to have similar visions and will probably share a quest, which does the opposite. Goodie now she gets to betray her crush. On top of her dad being held hostage by a cannibal giant. 

Fun times in Piper land. 

She's crying. She's supposed to be a tough car thief, the annoyance of LA schools. "How can you know what I'm facing"

Rachel is the oracle. She gets the vibes. Its a hard choice, the options are not great. But tonight she will be claimed by her goddess mom, and things will get clearer.

They are hoping for Athena. So is Annabeth. They have a lot in common. I'm hoping for Ares with how she fights the world, but I know better.

Ah well, Piper time to go meet destiny

[smoshsfavoritepizzaplace]

One of my favorite pastimes is to watch Shourtney comps on yt.

(I know, I'm a revolutionary)😄

It might just be me, but this part of this livestream always makes me cringe😬

https://youtu.be/VhQAFmsMvn4?si=eLWCdvoXFxF22fdL

15:27 -15:35

Regardless if Shayne is being sarcastic or not, it just didn't have the same jooze like when they play fight.

For example, when they call Shayne a psycho or stupid, we can clearly tell by their delivery that it is somewhat a term of endearment for them.

This time it felt like Court was genuinely annoyed or irritated by what he said.

Granted it is weird to eat things that you don't happen to like, but we've all been in a similar situation, right?

Not just trying new foods, but when we are hungry and happen to be broke, desperate, lazy, or a combination of all three, we will resort to whatever, ya know?

Again he can be joking, but I think it just leans into him being a gym bro and needing something to have in the tank for whatever workout he has planned imo.

Now let me be clear, this isn't me trying to pinpoint strife in their relationship by any means.

People can have icks in their relationships, but even then, this feels like one that is inconsequential?

If it was a misunderstanding on behalf of his delivery, why sound so bothered?

They even said that he would love this one becasue it is cottage cheese and olives, so what gives🤷‍♂️

By no means is this me trying to paint Court in a bad light. I know and we know that they love each other very much and they are still human at the end of the day.

Just something that crossed my mind during my usual binge watch of old stuff.

Thoughts?

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I can see why you’d cringe at that. But then I remember, almost all of their whole dynamic is making fun of each other. I feel like that moment in particular was kind of old Shourtney shining through a bit? I can totally see 2016 Court saying it just like that and Shayne adding on to the bit. I doubt she was genuinely annoyed by him. I didn’t watch the livestream or comp outside of the timestamp you gave, but I’d blame it on the way it was cut. Sometimes it’s hard to tell with jokes in comps due to the rest of the “context” and moments after not being included. That being said, I understand why it can still be a bit cringy to see. It kind of reminds me of when he got paint in her hair accidentally and she “yelled” at him and he put on a sad face. If it was edited into a compilation, I’m sure the rest would be cut, but they seemed fine afterwards. So I’d personally just chalk it up to that

[sweetbrier-rose]

Ending my day at 1703 net because I'm a failure 🫠🫠🫠 jk it's still lower than my TDEE so deficit achieved and while I did have a much higher intake yesterday (thank you alcohol 😮‍💨) I also walked around, did a LOT of NSFW activity, and some light cleaning so I burned plenty too.

My legs are also STILL sore from my at home workout because instead of actually resting them I have done lots of NSFW stuff that has worked them out more 😅😅😅

Gonna take it easy this weekend mostly because I'll be out of town for family stuff so just some prayer pulses, arm circles, and light yoga for meeeeee

Next week I plan to hit the gym for an hour or two Monday and Wednesday, popsicle stick workout Tuesday and Thursday plus adding some more exercise sticks that include dumbbell workouts, rest Friday, family event Saturday, rest and possibly date night Sunday!

Oh!! I also attended my first bdsm group event yesterday! Thought it was a double date, turns out it was the couple I swing with, one of their friends, and a group dinner / hangout with members of the local bdsm social group 😬🫠 I had no warning and was so confused but the girl meant to tell us, got high, forgot and then only thought to explain after all of us - her partner included- kept looking at her like she had two heads

[soullikethesea]

The anxiety is still going so strong. Oh well. I think it's also just that I need a break. Thankfully there is one coming up and it's quite a long one. It means that I will have time for writing reports, exercising more, working on a different project. It's good stuff. (Though probably also lonely, but I'll figure it out).

Normally I'm teaching for quite a few hours every week. The teaching is usually fun, but it also takes a lot of preparation and it means you have to get ready to answer all sorts of questions. I usually teach about four subjects at a time, which maybe is also a bit unusual.

I think I will benefit from exercising more and going for hikes. Decluttering the house. Hopefully also seeing friends.

Yesterday my dad came over and we worked on some more apartment stuff, got it more ready for the kitty. It's still a work-in-progress, but it's looking more and more like the home of a grown-up. And maybe now that we added window film, I'll feel more comfortable with opening the curtains... 😬

I feel lonely, but in a different way. I feel like I'm in my own way. Like I just give off these anxious vibes right now, so people wouldn't like to spend time with me anyway. Oh well. I don't have a choice about the matter of spending time with myself and I'll figure it out.

[bimuselee]

So, I usually write music destined for other people's voices, but I've always wished that I could perform my own stuff! Both because it seems really really fun, and for more practical reasons, like being able to better demo my stuff, communicate my ideas, and take advantage of opportunities to present my own work and get it heard by more people.

A 2025 goal I set is to get comfortable singing and playing my own songs in public. I only started learning guitar a year ago, and I get really anxious about performing in front of people in general! Also, just a few days into 2025, my entire county caught fire 😬 But I really wanted this, and it had never felt possible until recently.

My first planned performance was "The River" from Aristos at an open mic at my workplace!! I knew that I would almost certainly bomb the very first performance, so I chose a low-stakes event in a familiar setting. And yeah, it did not go well 😅 But it didn't matter that whether I did it terribly or did it beautifully; what mattered is that I DID IT!! I took the freeway home that night feeling gloriously embarrassed and thinking how exciting it is to be alive.

My second planned performance was two days later, showing the same song to some friends during a musical hangout that we have every few weeks. They're a group of middle-aged queer folks who have inexplicably adopted me and who I really look up to, and it was my first time ever showing them my original material.

It was a more relaxed setting, and I'd also learned a ton from my first performance. It went so much better. There's still a long way to go, but I felt afterwards that I'm actually capable of traveling that distance, guitar on my back like those ramblers in the old folk songs I listen to.

I also realized through performing that while a lot of my hard-won skills mysteriously take flight once I'm being perceived, the baseline that remains is still quite impressive for a beginner, and I'm much better at guitar than I thought! Yay!

I'm going to be seeking out as many low-stakes performance opportunities as possible this year and steadily growing my repertoire. I'm definitely adding "Fathers and Sons," another new Aristos song, next. Eventually, I hope to start writing and performing some non-Aristos stuff, too!!

I just wanted to share because I'm really really proud of my courage and self-confidence, especially as an adult learning an entirely new skill in a very public way 💛 And I'm so excited to get better at this.

[ithinkthiswasabadidea]

Well! After 3 and a bit weeks, and an unknown number of hours (but I think it's at least 125+) I've finished The Outer Worlds and its two dlc's. I have to say, going in knowing nothing had me quite surprised by where this game took me!

Like with most games I play, below the cut is my (rather long, actually) review/final thoughts, including the good, the bad, and whatever is inbetween 🚀

In no particular order:

Combat, while repetitive after a while, was still quite fun with all the different weapons, damages and companion abilities. I somehow managed to turn a lot of it into a stealth shooter, sniping headshots whenever I could, which felt like I was going against the grain of the 'chaos and anarchy' theme that the game so loved to remind me of 😅

The looting function in first person pov was.... kinda annoying tbh. And sure, I don't play a lot of fp games, but it left a lot to be desired in general. I also felt like the field of view wasn't quite right?? I had to fiddle with it a fair bit to get it to feel better

The beginning chapter to get the Unreliable up and running was a really good introduction!! Lots of good characters and introducing important decisions early! A tad long in my opinion, though technically that's on me for wanting to uncover every secret of the region and finish all of the quests there before leaving

The complexities of Monarch's socio-political issues, and the Iconoclasts Vs. MSI feud and all of the illegal(?) creature experimentation..... too much of that went over my head 😬 The info was very spread out and hard to put together a timeline or list of facts as to what happened on Monarch and why. I think the ratio of time spent on Monarch to information gained, was quite off, and I'm still not sure if I fully understood everything that happened during that part of the story

It's hard to say whether the stakes felt decently well balanced for the time and emotional commitment invested. On the one hand I'm glad there wasn't a greater sense of urgency, or I think it would've spoiled the side quests and exploration aspects; however, I'm sure I'm not the only one feeling like there were (at times) significant issues with pacing, and narrative structure at some points

It felt suitably rewarding to just explore and solve quests as I went around at my own pace, without there being a serious looming threat or timer running out

I think the dialogue and character quirks and options was where the game really shined! ✨️ Both for the Captain and the companions and npc's. I loved the options we got to choose in dialogue, and how much the companions could add to that in their own way. Conversation was a tad slow at times, but nothing terrible

In terms of companions - fantastic stuff!! Do I think we shouldve been able to romance them? Surprisingly, no. Maybe a quick tryst at most, but otherwise I don't think romance would've added anything further to the game

All were strongly made, and unique. Very obviously, Max and Felix were easy favourites, and I loved how they played off each other, both before and after Max's quest completed

Max was very perplexing, it was super interesting to watch his transformation as he uncovered truths about the colony and his faith. I almost wish he didn't lose so much of his rage after his quest, just because I enjoy seeing why angry characters are angry

Felix, when digging deeper into his characterisation, had a lot of great depth. Sure, he's a generally happy and enthusiastic companion, but you can see just how deeply and emotionally he feels about certain things, which made for some real heartfelt moments

I loved Nyoka!! Spending a lot of time with her on Monarch was very fun, and I really liked her personal values and morals. I feel she was very well done for how much later in the game she came in. Kinda wish we could've helped her with her alcohol dependency though 🙃

Parvati 🥺 such a lovely representation of asexuality. She very much felt like the angel on my shoulder whenever I had her in the party, and it was easy to understand exactly where her compassion came from

Ellie..... listen. I appreciate that she was headstrong, stuck to her guns, and didn't take any shit. But her personality/attitude just wasn't my favourite. I just don't really fuck with characters who only care about themselves

As for the overall tone of the game, not needing to take too many things seriously was quite refreshing, and then when the game DID provide quests or lore that was more grave in nature, you got a good sense that the information was important to take in

I was somewhat disappointed that the main mission was so...... uninvolved? Like most games you feel as though the main mission takes precedence most of the time. In this game it felt like it took a back seat, the ENTIRE game, and was padded around with faction or character or side quests

My favourite questline though, as I've mentioned before, was the SubLight one for Lilya. It was a deeply satisfying quest to finish as it amped up the uncertainty of what was going on and being experimented with, behind closed doors and red tape. A really well done sense of foreboding that came creeping in. The pay off at the end was an interesting one, and I'm certainly not mad about the choice I made, I felt like it was the right one

Really big fan of the music and sounds, the main menu track is delightfully on theme, and the track when bringing the Hope back was sooo beautiful (songs that make me think of the game: Another Dimension, Last Man Standing and See The Sun - all by Mascot. Someone get that band on the TOW2 ost!!)

The attention to detail and extra embellishments on the dlc's were really nice to see, like you could tell that they'd worked hard on adding extras in and making these stories better, more detailed. Came across really well in dialogue 👏

Speaking of dialogue, some of the stuff on Gorgon was so funny, I loved it. A Sprat named Matt is the legal owner of the Sprat Shack Bar??? Brilliant

It was great to hear more companion comments as we went about, and while talking to npc's, super fun to check in and hear their thoughts more frequently

The Gorgon dlc big secret about the marauders was sort of ...... weird? Disappointing? Disproportionate? It just didn't feel like it quite fit somehow. All the build up for... that? Otherwise the atmosphere and the rest of the story was very cool, it was just the actual answer to the mystery that threw me off

For Eridanos, you can't imagine my joy at seeing the whole crew moved in to the penthouse suite, like that was so cute 😄 we should've been able to interact there more

The Eridanos story was a lot lighter and more silly to go through, really playing in to the Inspector role/trope, while the infected enemies were creepily good

I think it was also a better build-up to pay-off ratio than Gorgon, very satisfying to figure things out clue by clue and piece it together

Overall, I did enjoy the game, though I have mixed feelings. I can understand why the game is either really liked, or not liked. The balance between serious and silly was a little jarring sometimes, but I see why it was presented that way. There were a lot of great things like characterisation, dialogue, building up the factions, enemies, allies, etc. However the narrative itself, particularly its pacing and level of importance to the player, left a lot to be desired more frequently than it should've

The concept and story led to a unique and adventurous game, and with remarkably touching and in-depth end credits, which was very satisfying to see where all my choices and consequences led to

I can see both the flaws and strengths of The Outer Worlds, and I'm sure the team has tackled those things to bring us TOW2 in an even bigger and better game! 🚀🌌

[cyanrendipity]

I finished the first (second?) full moon in P3RE and I have thoughts about the game so far.

(read more cause I'm suddenly being shy about ranting)

First thought: I don't like this new version of deep breath deep breath 😔 the new ost in general throws me off cause have listened to the original ost SO MUCH I keep expecting it to be the versions I remember and then it isn't and it takes me out. Deep breath deep breath was the first one that got me to physically recoil from the difference tho (I am very dramatic, it's not even bad, but it's not my beloved)

But thinking about the positives man this game looks good, the 3d visuals are all really nice and tartarus actually feels like what it's supposed to be, I really like that there's more exploration rewards with the crystalized shadows and even outside of tartarus with the twilight fragments you find around the town!

Speaking of outside of tartarus, man I LOVE the school and the town, it should be a given but I'm so glad all the random npcs are there, and now with the perk of being able to tell when they have new dialog or not, I remember going around the city speaking with everyone just to make sure they didn't have something new to say (still doing that but now I can tell at a glance)

Also I was kinda expecting to dislike the UI cause my first impression is that it was too harsh/had too much blue but honestly with the whole vibe of the game it fits very well

Now for the negative cause I'm a persona 3 fan I gotta complain

I don't like the new portraits at all.... I'm TRYING but man.... the original artworks had so much more personality, it's so sad I can only find them with abysmal resolution but the new ones are so generic. Like I KNOW the old art wasn't super quality (some of them almost look like sketches) but at least they were unique, and honestly their mouths moving is weird, when Bunkichi speaks and his mustache doesn't move along with his mouth I get so distracted. Also they did Mitsuko dirty she's so strange looking in the new art (she was kinda strange looking before too I guess)

Bebe is a downgrade too, is this just nostalgia clouding my judgement?

Anyway the biggest improvement was Yuko 😬 the other ones I'm between "it's okay" and "it's bad" so far

But now! For more positives!!!! I'm really glad the translation is about the same from when I first played in english, and being able to listen to the japanese voice acting while reading the english subtitles is giving me much joy <3

For example I always wondered how Bebe spoke in the original, since in the english subtitles he would speak japanese words along with the english and I always thought "I wonder what he's saying in japanese, is it french?" TURNS OUT, HES SPEAKING LIKE AN OLD TIMEY SAMURAI, IT'S SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!

In this case the dialog was translated like "Au revoir and sayonara!" but in japanese he said "au revoir... de gozaru!" shaking and crying I love him so much. (I do think the adaptation was good, I doubt many people would have gotten the old timey japanese so the random normal japanese works to convey he's a little too enthusiastic about japan)

So far the story is pretty much exactly the same as I remember when I replayed persona 3 portable last year (some lines seem to have be added for clarity but I can't tell if I just didn't remember them) lots of the game mechanics seem to be copying the portable version rather than FES too (which makes sense I guess) so I can't wait when I get to the new stuff that was added to this one (I avoided spoilers so i don't even know what that is other than it seems like we get to hang out with our teammates more)

ANYWAY VERY HAPPY WITH THIS GAME EVEN THO I COMPLAIN A LOT I'M HAVING SO MUCH FUN