#idc... idc... ignoring the limitations of the game

[kissingwookiees]

kill me...

[heartsrevolving]

good night and sweet dreams to people who…(tf2 edition)

• don’t infantilize pyro js bc they act childish, they are a mentally ill adult, not a child

• don’t limit scout’s character to “annoying twink” and acknowledge that there’s a reason for his actions

• don’t act like it’s weird for people to be attracted to pyro(romantic or sexual idc) when they’re an entire adult, their mental illnesses don’t mean they’re a child

• don’t ignore the fact that all of these guys are mentally ill in some capacity and are war vets WHO HAVE TRAUMA

• respect people who ship a pair even if they don’t agree with it(not referring to [male character] x miss pauling)

• and lastly, people who don’t erase the queer rep that is clearly in the comics/games/etc<3

[mcmonstructuk]

I AM BACK

And with a new seb design,, ignore the pose he’s supposed to be like stretching but I kinda gave up so he looks a little funky,,,,,

Ok now for smth a litttllllee more important under the cut

Ok so I’m here to say that unfortunately I may or may not be leaving the pressure fandom. I don’t know if I’ll be completely gone, but I may stop posting about pressure for a while. While I do still enjoy the game n such, I have a new hyperfix on phighting, and the pressure fandom has become a little too unbearable for me to stay.

Both the fandom and the devs have ruined things a little for me. The fandom became too petty and childish. The whole zerum drama was ridiculously childish, and neither the fandom nor the devs handled it well. Zerum, while not technically doing anything wrong, admitted to only doing things such as giving Sebastian the ring to upset the fandom. She purposefully tore the fandom apart, and caused more drama. Do I think she should’ve stopped shipping herself with him? No. But I think she could’ve handled things so much better, instead of filling his shop with references to her in order to spite and upset the fandom.

The fandom are not innocent either. Sending death threats to zerum and causing an ungodly amount of ruckus was incredibly unnecessary. No, she did not ban anyone for self-shipping. No, she was not rude to anyone who self-shipped. No, she has not done like 90% of the things the fandom are accusing her of doing. The zerum drama should have ended ages ago, and yet I am STILL seeing fans constantly complain about her. Get over it. The constant whining from the fan base is the main thing that drove me away if I’m being honest.

Not only that, but the devs, in my personal opinion, are trying too hard to control the fan base. Removing lines from Sebastian (and no, I’m not talking about the meme lines, idc that they’re gone) just because the fandom mischaracterises him feels very off to me. Mischaracterisation happens in fandoms. You cannot control it. If the devs had removed lines because they personally felt they didn’t fit his character, then that would’ve been fine! But the fact they removed them because they wanted to almost control the fandom with their characterisations n such is what puts me off. It’s their character, they can do whatever they like with him! And I get being upset that your fan base isn’t perceiving your character as you hoped they would, but having to change your game and the character itself to try and warp how your fandom sees them isn’t something they should be having to do. It feels almost as though they aren’t fully prepared for a large fan base. I’m not just basing it off of this one incident either. Even before the fandom got big, there were several incidents that happened within the discord server that were not handled well by zeal and the mod team. Even back then, I worried about the fandom getting big, as those incidents had me concerned on how they’d handle a larger fandom.

Anyways, I probably won’t stop playing pressure, because I do like the actual game itself. Believe it or not I’m not one of those people who only play for Sebastian. I am actually someone who played during the testing stages, and have enjoyed the game for a while, and I can say with confidence, it was much better back then. I will likely just limit my interaction with the fandom, as a lot of the people in it just aren’t fun to be around. I wish more people saw pressure for the game it is, instead of just thirsting over the fish shopkeeper. If the fandom actually enjoyed pressure for pressure, then I swear 90% of the problems caused would not have happened, and the fandom would be a much more enjoyable space.

I MIGHT still post about pressure, but not fully interact with the fandom? I may post pressure art n such, but I probably won’t be interacting with other pressure artists or just the pressure fandom space in general. I’ll just sorta,, cut myself off from the rest of the fandom and just post things from my own little safety bubble lol, tho I don’t draw much pressure stuff anymore anyways so yk, we’ll see

[kynimdraws]

INFO POST

Name: Kylee (they/them). 30+

A totally normal Korean American mostly known for my drawings, specifically my Pokemon nuzlocke comics. But I will talk about other things on occasion because I do have periods of being fixated on certain topics. I also am a doctor!

Interests: Pokemon, League of Legends (everything except the game lmao), Fire Emblem, Advance Wars, Animal Crossing, Mother series, Korean history/culture, character design

General FYIs: 

General inquiries/commission work/etc should be sent thru kynimdraws [at] gmail [dot] com! Tumblr messaging/asks/etc is not 100% reliable

I will not follow NSFW accounts but I am fine talking/interacting with them. There may be suggestive shitposting but I like keeping my content on the SFW side

I am VERY picky about who I follow/interact with online. Fandom content in particular is a minefield for me aka I have many things I dislike and don’t want to see, even if it might be a popular thing in media that I otherwise enjoy. Therefore, I will unfollow/block/mute liberally. There are times I accidentally block a blog bc I mistake them for bots. So if you got hit with that, just send me an ask or email me

I am very open about what I like and dislike, and none of those things are a direct attack on your sensibilities. I have never gone out of my way to directly send hate or whatever have you if I end up seeing shit I don’t like. My complaints in my little online space ain't a personal attack on you.

My ask/submission box/DMs  are open for criticisms if you have any issues you want to resolve in private. No one is perfect and I may have done ignorant shit that needs to be pointed out. I have deleted or edited posts in the past if people tell me what I did wrong. PS I get that some of my stuff may upset you, but try to act civil when pointing shit out please.

I try to tag all my things whenever I can. Again, send me a message if anything bothers you. I am all for good debate but if you send me excessive hate or threats bc I have different opinions about matters that are trivial, I will block/delete them.

If you wish to use any of my hcs, please credit me. And if you are comfortable with it, send me the works so I can check them out! Or @ me if that is easier.

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FIRE EMBLEM FYI: Specifically for 3Houses/3Hopes because I need a separate one for this franchise specificially given how many crazy things I got due to being involved in this fanbase via my fanworks:

DO NOT try to convince me to like or tolerate Byleth/student ships, ESPECIALLY the ones with the lords (aka CIaude, Dimitri, EdeIgard). I already summarized why I don’t like FE3H Byleth ships with student chars here. While the spinoff game FEW3H has now removed that teacher/student problematic situation, the fandom keeps putting the FE3H elements into the FEW3H fanworks (i.e. remembering Byleth from “another life” trope)...so no thanks!! DO NOT SHOW ME IT!!!

As for the Byleth ships with faculty members, my response is here so don’t try to bait me about that topic either thanks.

I do not care whom you ingame S-support. 3Houses limits the dating-sim part of the game to that character, so I cannot care less about how you play the game. The main issue I have is when people treat Byleth the “character” as a legit ship material when I personally think they are a cool character ruined by fans who are too obsessed with badly executed self insert otome tropes bc they self-project super hard onto them. Just to be clear, any FE3H or FEW3H OC/Canon >>>>>>Byleth ships personally. Even Byleth-sonas that remove the teacher/student aspects are better than canon FE3H!Byleth

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Please don't drag FE VA statements as some sort of “gotcha” on my opinions like this post here. IDC what other people prefer with ship shit, that’s their problem and not mine. I am not gonna bother them about it. So don’t bother ME about it. 

Links to check out:

Myths of Unova + Episode Grey (Pkmn White/White2 Comic)

Tales of Sinnoh (Pkmn Diamond Comic)

Art Site (Portfolio)

Bluesky

[azziopeia]

I see your post, and I oblige. TELL ME ABOUT YOUR CYBERPUNK OCS

ok. hey yall. buckle in we are gonna be here for a while.

before i start, there’s a few things i wanna say about these OCs. first and foremost - there’s gonna be themes and topics that are potentially triggering, including but not limited to: mental illnesses, eating disorders, abusive relationships, suicide and self harm. one of my OCs has a story which is simply too intense for tumblr - i’m not going to include this OC for that reason. i know in the original post i said i had 8 OCs - im gonna talk about 6 of them; as another one has not been developed enough yet to share.

second of all they’re all girls bc YAY GIRLS. keep in mind they were created originally for my own benefit to be like “oh this woman is viks wife bc i like vik and i can apply myself to her” but have developed enough to be interesting characters in their own right. or they are in my opinion at least…

finally… these are not characters who are in the thick of night city violence. a lot of these are just people who happen to live in night city.

so with that out of the way… enjoy.

Wren Romano

Wren Romano was actually the first OC i created for Cyberpunk 2077, about a year ago when I didn’t know a whole lot about the game. For this to make sense, I think I should explain how i got into the game - i saw a tiktok about River’s mission (The Hunt), thought “that is horrifying. i’m gonna watch a play through” then spent a week obsessed with River Ward. i knew nothing about the rest of the game. i just knew that River was a fine specimen.

Wren is, in my canon, River’s wife. My V is a lesbian and idc what anyone says her and Judy are HAPPILY MARRIED FOREVER. I already wrote about her before, so I’m just gonna copy and paste that.

Wren Viviana Romano is an interesting girl. Not in that she's done anything particularly interesting, rather that she hasn't.

Rich blonde girls aren't hard to come by in Night City, but Wren is a different breed. Born to incredibly rich corpo Antonio Romano, founder and owner of Romano Entertainment (a company which owns many streaming services), Wren should know how it is to live it the fuck up. They moved from Brooklyn when she was very small, and she immediately slotted right into California Valley Girl life. She's always got a gorgeous fake tan, and her hair is so expensive to upkeep her father insured it.

With all the money in the world, a girl like Wren should be out. She should be travelling the world, making memories, having fun, or at least taking in the City of Dreams on her doorstep. But no: Wren stays in her little bubble.

She's docile, there's not a single mean bone in her body. Shes unemployed, of course, when Antonio finally pops his clogs (which shouldn't be for a very long time; he got that chip that keeps you alive for ages), the company will be handed to her older brother. So, a huge mansion, daddy's wallet, and unwillingness to do a whole lot. Wren’s a massive stoner.

The problem with spending so much time inside smoking weed, especially in NC, is that you don't see how the other half live. And you don't understand the danger that they can purport. She doesn't understand the severe poverty people live in - or the extent of her family's riches. She doesn't understand the gang violence, or why there's teenagers queuing up to join them. She doesn't understand this 'live fast die young' mentality so many people have. Maybe a good thing in a place like NC, but it doesn't exactly make you likeable.

And in comes River. The one time Wren left the comfort of Westbrook, with a group of people who everyone but her referred to as her friends, she walked straight into a gang shootout. The rest of the group ran, and she froze. The NCPD had shown up, and one of them shot her in the shoulder. Trauma Team was there within seconds, obviously, and the next day at the hospital, she got a visitor - the officer who shot her.

Her father didn’t approve. Of course he didn’t. Dating a cop is one thing. Dating a cop who shot her is another.

But Wren? She didn’t really care. She liked River, River liked her, he regretted the circumstances that lead to them meeting, but accepted that in Night City, this sort of thing happens. And eventually - her father accepted it. Didn’t LIKE it. But accepted it.

With River, Wren got to see, firsthand, the reality of living in Night City when you’re living pay check to pay check. Things she thought were just in the reality TV shows she watched were suddenly right in front of her. Seeing Joss and the kids nearly sent her into cardiac arrest.

She never does quite let go of her original lifestyle. She still enjoys a blunt a few times a week - save for when she gets knocked up and the doctor suggests quitting it til the baby arrives - but she learns that there is more to life than money and weed.

Wren and River? They don’t make sense together. But that’s what makes it work.

(Buckle up cos the next ones are gonna get even more intense)

Louise-Marie David

We’re gonna go back in time now! Back to Samurai’s heyday…

Johnny Silverhand was a fairly new public figure. He’d dated before, of course he had, but this was his first public relationship.

Louise-Marie David, known better by her stage name Delphine Devois, was a French and American model and actress, active in the early 2000s. Her whereabouts as of 2077 are unknown after she left the public eye in 2014.

David showed great artistry during her short time in the limelight: she began her modelling career at 16 years old in 2006. At 18, she had developed a strong image for herself: she used 1960s fashion, combined with the growing popularity of cyberware to create a brand new subculture and aesthetic referred to as Retrochrome, or in its revival in the 2060s, Delphine-Core. She amassed a large LGBTQ following, and despite her persona (which portrayed her as aloof and cold), often took time to talk to her fans. Many artists, particularly drag queens, were inspired by her iconic blonde beehive and mini dresses. She loved this aspect of her fame - but not really anything else about it.

It was around 2009 when a 19 year old David met then-21 year old Johnny Silverhand, reaching a high point in his career with his band, Samurai. Their relationship was reportedly volatile, with band member Kerry Eurodyne jokingly stating in an interview "...they're either screaming at each other or fucking, and both make her cry." The couple were often seen at public events either bickering or not talking at all, and Silverhand certainly didn’t shy away from other women.

During this time, it was suspected that David was struggling with an eating disorder, as public appearances displayed a significant weight loss. Eventually, in 2014, David's modelling label made a statement that she had made the decision to retire and was no longer working under their label. From this point on, David made no more public appearances - at least not as her recognisable self. Silverhand made no statement regarding whether their relationship had ended, however 6 months later was in a new relationship.

The only person to visit her after her departure from the public eye was Kerry Eurodyne. He never told anyone what happened.

So what really happened?

In 2014, despite their dysfunctional relationship, a concerned Johnny Silverhand staged an intervention for his anorexic girlfriend. She agreed to receive professional help for her eating disorder, but realised changes had to be made for her to recover - and so she rid herself of all the toxic things in her life: her modelling job, her fame… and Johnny. After spending some time recovering, a newly single Louise-Marie David (now unrecognisable with her natural dark hair and more voluptuous figure) eventually wed another man and lived out the rest of her life in peace.

And what happened with her and Eurodyne? Well, I guess we’ll never know.

Gigi Ford

Oh, Gigi.

Think of everything you know about Night City. The grit. The violence. The trauma. The fear.

Now turn that on its head, and you get Gianna Whitney Ford.

You could define her as ‘Viktor Vector’s wife’. You could define her as ‘the woman who owns that old jazz bar’. But that’s not enough to define Gigi.

Gigi’s the kind of person who remembers every face she’s ever come across. Not names, she’s a little scatterbrained, but walk into that old jazz bar, The Oasis, for the first time and she practically teleports besides you with a complimentary shot and smile. She’s at the bar every night - she’s a singer, but the old man who originally owned it left it to her - chatting away, mixing up some kind of terrible drink, and laugh-snorting at basically anything that happens.

The Oasis is a safe space. It’s not popular; most people in Night City stay clear of anywhere with joy, but it has a group of dedicated regulars who enjoy the music, Gigi’s music quiz nights (with prizes varying from a free drink to a high five to a protein bar Gigi found in her purse and wants to get rid of), and the chance to get away from the stresses of every day life for a little while. Everyone is welcome.

So, Gigi and Vik - how did that happen?

Back when The Oasis belonged to the old man, Gigi sang every Wednesday and Saturday. Jackie had convinced Vik to finally leave the clinic and go have a few drinks - and Vik was immediately smitten by the woman on stage. He was getting a little older, she was a little younger, and as a general rule he’d never go for that. But something told him to pursue it - he was unmarried, no kids, just him, boxing, and ripper work.

So when Gigi left the stage and made a beeline for the bar, he offered her to buy her a drink - she refused, saying she got them for free, but said he was welcome to buy her mozzarella dippers.

She initially refused his offer for a date. Because Gigi - silly, giggly Gigi - was not ready for a relationship. She’d been married once before and abused so badly that the thought of getting to know anyone else made her feel sick. It wasn’t that she wasn’t into Viktor, she just needed time.

And Vik gave it to her. He became a regular at The Oasis, and Gigi always made a point of getting them a basket of mozzarella dippers to share. If not lovers, friends worked. He would walk her home on late nights and, eventually, she opened up about her past.

A year passed. And she decided to take the plunge. She accepted the offer of the date.

And, well, the rest is history. By 2077 they have twin girls - Trixie and Polly - and Gigi is giving super-mom by day, 70s disco diva by night.

Bianca Garcia

Bianca grew up across the street from Jackie Welles and the two were so inseparable Mama Welles said they may as well have come from one womb.

She had a rough childhood, as most Heywood kids did. Dead mother, gang involvement. The usual. Bianca was intense - Jackie understood her, but not many others did.

She was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and BPD when she was 16. The meds helped, when she remembered to take them. Jackie was always there for her; he understood her situation better than anyone else. She was his sister; even if not by blood, and he would be there to bail her out of jail when she got too high and there to clean her wrists when she got too low. He was the one who found her ODing on sleeping pills and got her to the hospital.

Her father died of cancer in 2075. That was enough to send her spiralling. But Jackie, Mama Welles, Vik, Gigi, and Misty managed to pull her back out and help her process what happened in a healthy way.

Nobody could do the same for her when Jackie died.

Bianca went off the radar after Jackie’s death - nobody heard from her for a long while. She came to the funeral, gave a disjointed speech, nearly screamed the whole place down, and left. She didn’t want help. She didn’t want to heal. She just wanted her brother back.

In Night City, not every story gets resolved with a little bow. If she chooses to stay alive, it’s not a nice, healing existence. Viktor, Gigi, Mama Welles, Misty, even V can do their best - and they do - but ultimately only she can choose if she heals and moves on.

Tabitha Rivera

That last one was quite intense, so let’s return back to the 2000s!

Tabby was not the usual kind of woman Kerry went for. He didn’t typically go for women, full stop. She lead her own band, The Spiders, and their labels were constantly pitting them against each other. Something about Tabby was hypnotic to Kerry, and when they met finally at a party? Well, it was magnetic.

They dated for three years, even moved in together. Their relationship was intense, but nothing compared to the disaster that was Johnny and Louise. Kerry didn’t approve of Tabby’s substance use - it wasn’t that she did drugs; everyone did drugs; it was more how often. She didn’t listen, and he didn’t stop her.

Johnny despised Tabby. She was the only person who got under his skin before he got under hers. She didn’t rise to his attempts to piss her off, and that pissed him off. Kerry, caught in the middle? He found it hot. On both sides.

The relationship ended after Tabby had a miscarriage. Both her and Kerry struggled coming to terms with it, and instead of bringing them closer together, it unfortunately just drew them apart. The breakup wasn’t messy or full of drama; it was mutual and respectful.

Years later, the two reunited at a party. Tabby’s band had broken up, as had Samurai, and Johnny was dead. Kerry was pursuing his own career, Tabby had gotten into music production.

They didn’t have a huge reunion. They didn’t kiss or fuck or say ‘I love you’. They became something better.

Friends.

Tabby became part of Kerry’s team, producing entire albums with him. She knew what he liked in terms of music; it just made sense. Sometimes they’d drink after a studio session. Sometimes they’d kiss, sometimes it would go further. It never resulted in anything big; just two people who get each other and can do this casually.

By 2077, the friendship’s still going strong. If Tabby was to ever find out about the Johnny situation? She’d probably smile wryly at V, rub their shoulder and say, “sorry to hear that”.

Indiana Del Monte

Indie works as a medic at the Aldecaldo camp. The only medic. Go figure on how stressed out she is. She patches up every injury, delivers every kid, is there on the front lines, stitching up bullet wounds under fire. She’s usually the last person an Aldecaldo sees when they die.

Indie is, in alot of ways, Panam’s opposite. She’s cool, calculating, and has much more patience than she should. She never gets angry, offers solutions before she does sympathy, lectures people with dry wit. Shes only been known to get angry once - and it’s an unspoken rule not to talk about it. She has a gentle heart under the surface, and she seriously loves and cares every person in the family. Everyone respects her.

But respect doesn’t take away from what she’s seen. It doesn’t take away that she’s the only person qualified to help people. It doesn’t take away from the fact that she’s not had a day off in 15 years and is constantly burnt out and stressed. There’s a rising resentment under the surface, and it’s only a matter of time before the camel’s back breaks.

She doesn’t always agree with Saul. But she does let herself into his tent at night. It’s the worst kept secret in the whole camp - everyone knows not to mention it because Indie won’t say anything and Saul would get defensive. It’s the one release Indie has, and everyone knows not to interfere with that.

She loves her clan. But someone give this woman a break.

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That concludes my cyberpunk OCs!! very long winded post, I’m aware, but i hope you guys love them as much as i do!! i’ve put alot of effort into these characters. please feel free to ask any questions about them and tell me who your fave is!!!!

[bitbrumal]

BLOG REOPENING

hewwo hewwo fellas & fuckos. winks with both eyes. i'm possibly going to slide in around here throughout the holiday season bc the writing itch be itching, so i'll provide an update on the muse list & the dynamics / threads i'd like to keep ( if y'all are also down ) from before my break.

if you would like this post if you're ( still / again / whatever ) interested in writing with me, i'd really appreciate it ! it'd let me know where to get started again ❤ i'm mainly looking for threads over meme replies, although the threads don't have to be lengthy or involved per se. inbox things just aren't doing it for me.

MUSES

UNDER RECONSIDERATION : KHIONIYA / TSARITSA ( open to all )

I wanna keep her, but I've gotta rewrite her. I've been going on pure wishfulfilment MommyTM vibes, but we need a bit more canon accuracy lmfao. Goddess/Archon of Love, yes, but I ought not ignore that she has become like a reversed tarot card :joy:

SCRAPPED : ALHAITHAM

I should be feeling this criminally autistic nerd, but I'm not. Maybe I will some day. I'm leaving him be for right now.

SCRAPPED : CAPITANO

't isn't happening. i'm not... doing what i wanna be doing with him & i also don't care so fwhoop that one's going.

ADDED : WRIOTHESLEY

No-one's surprised. Daddy came home with the milk the moment I called for him, & uh. As soon as I actually fucking play the Fontaine quests I'm sure I'll pick him up. ( I accidentally spoilered myself on his tragicTM backstory & on god this man is a king. ) ( If I fall sideways into neuvilette instead nobody laugh at me. )

KEPT : DOTTORE ( semi-selectively open to all - he's picky & that limits my options ) REGRATOR ( for select fatui threads unless smth Happens ) TARTAGLIA ( open to all ) KAEYA ( open to all ) DILUC ( open to all )

THREADS & DYNAMICS

Obviously I understand if we're not on the same page about carrying on where we left off, no hard feelings. We can start over, pick something new, slap new muses together, or do nothing it all. Issal GucciTM.

LIKE I NEVER LEFT LOL :

I'd love to pick back up where I left off with @galactia, on any & all muses, their dynamics, & also threads c:

The same goes for @bunnyshot, although I see you haven't been online in ages! Regardless, if we're ever on the timeline at the same time again you know I am down to clown. This includes your other muses.

@torrentide HOMIE. HOMIE. HOMIE. HOME BREWSKI. i am down for everything from before & more, idc what.

If @greedbent is still down to clown, I'd love to carry on with what we were brainstorming in the DMs.

Same to you, @howthesleeplesswander!! I see you writing in another fandom on the dash atm, so I get it if you're not in the vibes for what we were brainstorming in the DMs, but I'm still hype to write with you if the mood strikes you. Lmk if you're down :thumbsup: ❤

@xiielians You know idek wtf you're doing right now bc much as the dramatic chinese gaylords captivate me, I haven't indulged in the fandom + I'm waiting patiently on that novel of yours with eyes peeled—but if you wanna play with anything ( whether I know the fandom/char or not ), I'm sure I'll be game!!

@ncrthlandbank I'd love to continue what we were doing with vlad & alyos ❤ if you're down! The thread where regrator terrorizes vlad is one of my alltime faves & still lives rent-free in my head :weary: it's the only time i did him any type of justice & your no-longer-non-playable-characters are awesome.

REBOOT :

Here go all of my moots with who i never fully settled anything ( dynamic / muse / thread-wise ), but was vaguely interacting with on the dash here & there... I am down to clown with all of you, I'd love to start something be it serious or silly. Whether you wanna continue vaguely doing things here & there or you wanna plot something out, idgaf I am so down to clown i am . the whole circus. vamos lmao.

[sukaitsuriarchive]

FE3H livetweet thread (3/3)

i refuse to believe they designed this class for anyone other than this fucker. absolute zero mention of anything slightly resembling japan but yeah sure here's felix acting like a weeb

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me: yay we killed hubert and edelgard aside some students we never bothered giving a gift before! can we go to the sidestory now? 3H: *105 hours in* no

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damn funny that even at this point cyril still throws this pissed ass face at byleth

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the most cursed thing abt 3H is that it forces my brain to accept that the personas w calendar system were infinitely better designed than this lol

it dumbfounds me how limited the opportunities to grind and fix your weapons are like i tried my best to keep everyone at check and in the end i arrive at the decisive battle w my most important gear unable to use

like yeah whatever i can accept the stupid dating sim mechanics and i can ignore the game not giving any information whatsoever abt what shit my units are learning in the classes they're in but the shop system is so stupidly restricting and convoluted to use???

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i hate so much the fact i have to keep switching windows all the time to buy and sell shit FOR EVERY DIFFERENT CHARACTER when in games severely older than this you could do everything in one screen

idk i rly can't believe this is the thing it ultimately fumes me the most in 3H lol there's barely any story and you do supports and quests mindlessly tapping in less than 2min but every fucking time you go to the market it takes hours trying to remember what your inventory has

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catherine we saved this bitch TWO MISSIONS AGO

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okay nvm rip

the "YOU GOT MICROWAVED AS A BABY *dies*" thing really likes to follow wherever i go

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the time has arrived. sadly petra isn't available for boobleth so i ultimately decided to go w the one most fit for the route i went to i guess. gotta console the now motherless boy

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FROM ALL THE /GAZILLION/ WAYS THEY COULD'VE WRITTEN THIS CONFESSION SCENE THEY WENT W ONE W THE WORST IMPLICATIONS RNDNGNS

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byleth: rhea is gone and all but look i'm still here :) cyril: ah cool! i was rhea's house servant before so from now i'll be yours, since you're telling me i can't run away byleth:

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they 100% did the same w dedue didn't they. i'm not even gonna bother checking bc i know they must have done it

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i thought i wouldn't be into post timeskip bernie much but she ended up growing on me, still the same funny critter but tried her hardest to keep up and look presentable bc her school mean a lot to her... rest well my baby

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okay nvm girl won't get to rest LMFAOOOOO

i wanted caspar to have a fitting girl that wasn't byleth and a few others could fit but i'm specially fond of bernie bc both of them are the funniest 3H characters to me... cheers to my funny rats fucking and making children

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wait WAIT EXCUSE ME????????????????? PETRA????????????? MOTHERFUCKER WASN'T AN OPTION FOR ME BUT STILL GOES FOR DOROTHEA??????????

damn........ ngl mad respect for dorothea just silently snatching her from behind my back

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so... that was it for the main story sorry to confirm but yeah i won't be playing other routes, i'll check the sidestory tho

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thinking back and man they REALLY wanted to keep the masterxslave thing on top of already so much shit byleth has over cyril like girl just keep it at oneeshota, people are here for that!!!! intsys rolling their eyes at S supports for all genders but raceplay is added w gusto s2

~

when i see cyril being iliterate while tiring himself doing chores and being a soldier for rhea like i can't in full honesty not despise rhea like what did you do to him you brainwashing church dragon freak.... byleth's lesbian list selection is terrifyingly bleak

~

4 hrs into sidestory so far the party is fixed and only has returning characters idc for, i guess the underground dwellers setting is slightly more interesting but the exclusive cast is still made of ex-nobles and magical bloodlines so uh... yeah playing as dudeleth for a change

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it sucks how edel was the only opposing force in this game bc everyone else just passively goes along w whatever rhea decides in the end even if they dislike it "don't worry you can contine living in the slums if you wish to ^^"

~

welp 125 hours was my limit here. i couldn't grow a glimpse of interest for the story since the very first few hours, you keep going expecting some type of big shift or at least a reward for investing in specific characters over others but it's as barebones as a gacha game

i was told awakening was like 30~40 hours long and cmon?? this is exactly the max a run of 3H should've been?? they stretched a dryass plot and for what... for the player to get dumped all info at the last minute like are we in a professor layton game

~

"what's the lesson here?" "no more calendar rpgs!" "anything else?" "FIRE EMBLEM IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED!"

~

me: i love how so far my complaint of FE and royal bloodlines had as a rebuttal only a single protagonist which is ike in theory. if ike disappoints me then it's over for the entire franchise

friend: I'm curious about what will you think. I heard he's the only non royal but there seem to be playable royalty characters so genuinely I wonder if they drop the ball like Echoes

me: i can't help but feel wary of ike being overhyped bc of how often i heard abt echoes and 3H being 'the better ones' and then turns out echoes is sexist and 3H is an absolutely insane white savior parade LOL next thing you're gonna tell me is that ike is an incel or eats children

friend: I feel the same lmao It would be a positive surprise but rn I'm convinced that FE as a whole just can't not mess up horribly when dealing with the most basic social issues. I'm just going for the wide array of fucked up blorbos and the stories are a moot point.

me: nobles having fucked up dynamics should be such a to-go for a series like this, i couldn't believe how irrelevant and generic the enemies you fight against in 3H are, even their hair color are bland like a background character in anime gjlkdfgl

friend: Yea, like even period dramas focused on royalty fumble the bag when they try to address plebs while keeping their protagonists undeniably good people. Just go with court drama. Omg that was extra disappointing because so many place and people full names and what for

~

tbh no wonder the FE x SMT crossover turned into FE x persona bc smt is anti-fire emblem to its core... smt exists specifically to shit on law so the moment it gives leverage to royalty it wouldn't be smt anymore

"but that's it! it's exactly for them being opposites that the crossover would be interesting!" you and i both know they would write a generic lukewarm message and just focus on nobles and demons being cool fighting side by side or whatever instead of dismantling oligarchy

~

Originally written from Feb 26 to Mar 22, 2024

[garbagefarm]

Garbage Farm #55

2024-06-12, session #55 of Garbage Farm! Spanning Spring 25 through Summer 4 of Year 5!

cast:

me ( @mothmute )

E.B. ( @blueherin )

Kimi ( @2kimi2furious )

Highlights include, but are not limited to the following:

Spring 25:

we resume the war against the dreaded beanlord

E.B. goes to process mystery boxes!

Kimi wants to expand her house, but has to move furniture first

(it's keg day)

E.B. didn't finish the boxes, but got some good stuff anyway

Kimi decides she wants to redo her house entirely anyway

I forgot the bookseller! I always forget the bookseller!

Spring 26:

dreadful bean melons (see gallery)

I commission a pond from Robin

—aaand that locks Kimi out of expanding her house, oops

Mr. Qi offers me a bunch of gems to go to level 100 of the dangerous skull cavern. I'm just gonna use staircases, idc if he judges me for it.

Alex eats a raw duck egg. Kimi considers divorce, I encourage her to stay and get duck-salmonella insurance money

3x "tucked into bed" combo!!

BEANS DEFEATED

“fuck your beans old man” (we're never doing that one again)

Spring 27:

Kimi ignores everything to work on redecorating her house

I fulfill my obligation to the skulls!

(I think this is when E.B. hit the monster goal for bats but I don't remember exactly when that was)

Spring 28:

Pond is done! I borrow Kimi's lava eel to fill it

Robin shuns Kimi once again

E.B. has new ideas to sleep on!

Grandpa Jr. visits Kimi; Wild Possum stays with me

E.B. decides to become a desperado

Summer 1:

E.B. takes farming mastery!

Planting a bunch of blueberries

DUCK ESCAPE

I drop whatever I was doing because there's a train passing through the valley! I hop on Frucko's back and ride up to meet it there!

I get stuck under a train and die. (see gallery)

(Frucko is under there, too, but he's fine)

After fining me, I get a heart event with Harvey where he talks about planes. I think he's subtly saying "those won't run you over"

I talk to Marlon about recovering my train-remains.

Summer 2:

(I forgot to take notes for this day, but I think that just means nothing interesting happened)

Summer 3:

We go to see the Prairie King movie!

(hey, Gunther, Marlon, and Gil are all hanging out in the lobby!)

I start playing the crane game while waiting for everybody to show up, pick up a few trees and a movie poster

okay, time to see the movie, aaaand ... EVENT SCRIPT ERROR??

Now it's telling us the movie has concluded? but it also asks if we want to leave without watching the movie??

movie's haunted

Summer 4?:

non-canon day!

we go and "help" Kimi redecorate by putting random things all over the house.

(Kimi gets a few ideas anyway)

-

TO-DO:

Mr. Qi wants prismatic shards. Guess I need to prep for more skulls!

(reminder to self: check grocery list next time!!)

I'm still at 3/5 masteries

Maybe I'll finally go get some cave jelly so we can start smoking fish??

I still need to set up more kegs! more preserves jars! crystalarium shed!!

(fix those stone paths while I'm at it)

Storage system could still use some refinement tbh

Gallery:

We all hate this, but it's our tradition to pose with large crops.

I am taking damage.

[thementalshawty]

Hello, sorry for bothering you. But I would like to ask you: Do you have any advice for starting to make music? Since I was a child I have liked it, but it is something that my parents didn't, so I was always away from it, to the point that now I am studying engineering that has nothing to do with music, but I can't take it anymore, seriously, I want to try. 🤧

I do!

Know that it’s what you want to do seriously or just as a hobby

Know how far you want to go with your music and where you want to stop, if you’re doing it for the game find something else it’ll be way to easy to get famous on social media platforms than music of fame is what you striving for.

Know what your brand is, everyone knows the industry will be trying to test you to see what they can bend and make you do. Stay strong in your creativity. Don’t stray from your message or what you stand on, that will help you get ahead! Don’t be afraid to say no.

Don’t just trust everyone! I know talking to your fave artist and asking for help hoping to get their validation, DO NOT DO THAT! Artists don’t help other artists unfortunately it’s a lie they tell to sound humble, plenty of artists including myself have experienced that disappointment of finding out other artists ain’t shit 🤷🏽‍♀️.

Never go to the artists for help, go above them. (be a Karen and ask for the manager or the boss). You have to remember this is a business the whole objective of the industry is to create profit, these artists work with certain companies to expand their business, they won’t tell you what they actually did because they don’t want you to succeed, (Hopefully you meet an artist who is really sincere).

Don’t hold grudges. It’s a business. Accept and keep it pushing ALWAYS! People are jerks and they’re hella entitled and snooty in this industry even the ones just starting out. Idk why and idc I just warn other artists.

Be professional! Nobody likes a messy slob who doesn’t know how to conduct themselves.

MARKETING IS KEY! Know where and how to invest your money. Don’t give money away, everything and everyone will sell you stardom and the dream don’t believe it! Use marketing

Know that nothing is organic in this industry EVERYTHING IS FABRICATED! Yes numbers and all, you think an artist has 41M streams, but most of them are fake bots paid for by their label, again this is a business so the bigger numbers are making better send so the payola isn’t something to look down on.

This is a personal opinion of mine well this whole thing is, but MAKE YOUR OWN SHIT! If you can just be innovative original and write your own lyrics the majority of the time that is amazing and it shows how talented and passionate you are about the craft I feel like bigge smalls (number 9 should have been number one to me). I feel this should’ve been the first piece of advice, but here we are.

Practice ignoring what people say, I know people say you need to have tough skin, I say Fucc that! People need to learn how to control themselves like you do, but they don’t cos people are brave esp online, so practice turning your head to it or limiting your social media comment searches. Getting feedback is cool but you must KNOW WHO YOU ARE! Everyone is going to try to make you second guess yourself! This industry is a huge ass mindfucc! PLEASE KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU WILL AND WILL NOT STAND FOR! Also don’t be afraid to stand up to anyone! You don’t need to get loud or rude but you can stand your ground in the room.

EXPECT NO HELP! The industry really helps those whose already made it to some kind of fame or viral status, you wanna start from the ground up, lots of money coming out and no money returning, lots of rejections and doors slammed, disappointments, frustrations and more sad moments. People are out for themselves and you’ll realize that in this industry.

Accept that the fame that most people see isn’t real and there’s a price to pay that you may or may not be into. Hey if you’re into it then go ahead, many artists including myself have been approached about this offer, and Fucc that it’s not even a choice to make, well not for MY BRAND! Hence why I say KNOW YOUR BRAND! What you’re about the image that you want to put out, how you want to look, say, move, etc.

Be entertaining, I’m not going to say be yourself if it ain’t lit they won’t look your way!

Have a great stage presence!

Uhm I’m trying to think……JUST STAY COMMITTED!!! Trust your instincts!

Get a great dream team! Don’t. Try to do it all, shit there’s nothing wrong with admitting you need help just be cautious about who you get help from.

Don’t try to get signed. Independent artists are hella fire and have so much freedom and they get to keep MAJORITY OF EVERYTHING (after you split with your team).

Learn the ins and outs of the business. Esp with the genre you want to pursue.

Believe in yourself and your craft more than anyone you need to be your biggest fan……..ALWAYS.

There’s more but I didn’t even want this to be that long!

Good luck love!

[nocturne-of-illusions]

finished s.ubahibi. man. okay. like. complex feelings… (i am once again The Rambler, i just planned to shit out a paragraph or something but. this got long. ignore me~)

[cw nsfw mentions, vaguely talk around darker story elements without mentioning the acts themselves, tried to be as vague as possible but i do sorta gesture at the story structure of s.ubahibi + mentions of u.mineko and a little aside about d.ead e.nd a.egis... so a heads up about all of that!]

[guy who's only seen boss baby voice] i was able to figure out almost everything that was going on LITERALLY in ch1… and i think that's largely influenced by the fact that i read umi first and have had years to digest it. and if i had read this first i think it could have helped me solve umi! but… thinking on it… i would MUUUUUUCH rather have read umi first and made it a huge portion of my personality instead of s.ubahibi LMAOOOOO this is not a good first introduction to these concepts. i think there are some really cool ideas and themes here, and they were leading up to something interesting… and then just kinda fell flat in the last couple of chapters. it undermined a lot of the work it had set up throughout the earlier chapters, and dropped some really promising thematic threads right before the end.

this is also a game that really stretched my personal limits to their breaking point. it's grounded enough that the darker content ALSO feels grounded and more… real. tangible. which is the kind of thing that wrecks me. i am SOOOOOOOO glad that, in the second-to-last chapter, they didn't go with the Absolute Worst Possible Option towards the end. if you know, you know. i felt if they went with that option instead of the more symbolic one, i would have quit the game. like, "idc that i'm maybe 6hrs away from finishing, i'm done." i spent multiple chapters with a rock in my stomach, fearing they were going that route, and i feel like most of the Awful Terrible Horrible scenes up until then were in that area of "you're meant to sit in how horrible this is" without being… gratuitous. through focusing on the characters' inner thoughts and how THEY see the situation, it made the most disgusting scenes FEEL disgusting without showing more than needed. the single gratuitous scene was that way 1) for a specific reason, and 2) because of plot reasons the reader couldn't see it as being "as bad as it seems". i'm trying so hard to be vague sknKJNNASF.

ig i'm also mentally comparing this to d.ead e.nd a.egis, which i read… a year or 2 ago?? which had SOOOOO much potential, but it faltered at every step when it came to the darker scenes. it wanted to have its cake and eat it too, by emphasizing the horrors of state-sanctioned abuse while also making the art as sexy as it possibly could. maybe it's just the way i personally react to r18 content in general (aka i don't really play eroge with the intent to jack off KJNADKJ), but s.ubahibi rarely felt "sexy". there are SOME touching scenes, but they also have either an undercurrent of "horrible things are happening while they're off doing this" OR, wrt the first chapter, it feels so… fake. imaginary. seen from the perspective of someone who maybe doesn't understand certain kinds of relationships. POINT BEING!!! i feel like if s.ubahibi had done that one late scene the Worst Way Possible, it would have been more like that kind of contradictory vibe as opposed to the just Gross and Unsettling tone they thankfully chose.

i do still think a lot of the last few chapters were completely ruined by the. uh. "romance" it chose and the "jokes" it makes. especially in contrast to the first horror scenes in ch3????? like????? you're gonna show us THAT and show its massive effects on the rest of the story and then just????? do all of… /gestures vaguely at everything past ch4/ that????? gross. really ruined what it was going for for me. almost like that first horror scene was just accidentally horror, if they can make those kinds of jokes later on and not understand how it contradicts all of that set-up. ugh.

i'm just blabbing now jsndkfjn ;; this is all stream of consciousness, so sorry for any weird wording. i'm just coming out of this like… i can see why it made a huge impact when it first released, but i think there's a higher standard now. AND i think, while their end themes and goals were different, umi handles a lot of their similar elements in a much more interesting and respectful way without sacrificing the horror elements. i'm going to have fun watching some analysis vids and see if i catch anything on a second "read" through them (bc by god i am NOT read this a second time even if i am curious about how the first couple of chapters read now)!!! gonna seek out analysis from both people who read it at release and people who read it more recently to compare the experience. :)

ANYWAY. otonashi ayana best girl. <3 (EDIT: I FORGOT KIMIKA BC I HAVENT SEEN HER IN A WHILE! KIMIKA ALSO BEST GIRL!!) sorry in advance if i decide to go on a rb spree <3 teehee, lalalalala, ano eto bleh, etc. <333

[roamnook]

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[ghostaholics]

ᴄᴀᴛᴀʟʏsᴛ ( ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ )

SUMMARY: (au only mildly inspire by the original tv/game timeline since I started writing this before ep. 2 came out; honestly not very canon-compliant) After reaching Colorado – the Fireflies' former backdrop for failed vaccine trials – you and Joel get ambushed in the science lab by people who have since then, made their new home at the abandoned university; during the scuffle, one of the attackers stabs you with a syringe containing unknown contents. PAIRING: Joel Miller x fem!Reader WARNING(S) FOR LATER: pining (mutual) sex pollen; dub-con; p-in-v unprotected sex; use of a mouth gag and a rope during sex but it's for safety assurances not because Joel's a dark guy; still angst even though I left in 50% of it; religious references and lots of metaphors that don't make sense; unbeta'd - expect mistakes; characterization is based on second half of the game and I may have accidentally made him too soft oops idc, ooc for sure WORD COUNT: 2 k A/N: PT. 1; this is already over 10k words in my drafts and I still don't even have like half of it done yet but I'll put out this small part for now I guess

IT'S A GODDAMN SICKNESS – THIS FEELING, festering, like skin stripped raw and every nerve lit on fire. There’s nothing left of you – only flesh and bone knitted together by gnawing hunger.

He should put you out of your misery.

You would welcome death over this: it would be faster, easier, not each excruciating second prolonging your suffering as time bleeds, drawn-out, stretching at an unbearably sluggish pace. This won't pass over. It's only been getting worse the longer you try to ignore it, to let it snuff out on its own. The craving is bad. It surges through your veins, leaves your blood boiling as if it’s burning you alive from the inside-out. Insatiable need devours your body like an all-consuming disease; your mind is scrambled, thoughts as good as ash at this point aside from the surviving idea that you know that this will swallow you whole.

Here's how it happened.

HE'S A KILLER; The leftover carnage is a gut-wrenching testament to that – a breadcrumb trail of carcasses deserted along the westbound, beaten track to Colorado that’s rivaled only by the number of skeletons in his closet.

Not that he's had much choice. It's this very concept that every single media outlet had kept pushing, what had plagued the top headlines, breaking news, and morning segments leading up to Outbreak Day in a concerted effort to capitalize on a little something called sensationalism. The public had wolfed it down, too – had gorged themselves on the idea of it even after all the grocery stores had been raided bare and there'd been zero food left on the shelves; TVs as their place settings with radios emerging as their proxies not long after the power had gone out – because the drama of it all had been more satisfying than the shitty scraps they'd been getting by on: survival of the fittest, who'd get wiped out by the infection first? And Joel Miller is a living legacy that continues to push the limits of natural selection with every poor bastard that he manages to sink a shiny fucking bullet into.

Adaptation. The end of the world has chewed him up, teeth gnashing – razor-sharp incisors; no leftover bones, no remains like the majority of the people who’ve met a collective demise, but a man spit out in one intact piece (physically, anyways – mentally, that’s probably another story). Now, he’s a stone-cold terror. Cutthroat – all jagged edges and mistrust leaching into his pores. Someone who’s had to acclimatize, because the way he sees it, there’s a million different choices to make that only ever lead to two outcomes. And Joel always picks whichever option affords him the best opportunity to stay alive, but it’s the reason he’s got a ledger drowning in red.

Before, that had meant late mortgage payments and loan sharks hunting him down, risky wagers with shady figures to get Sarah new clothes in time for the upcoming school because she’d been outgrowing them every damn year, and also don’t forget the shady business ventures he’d invested in until he’d learnt his lesson the hard way and had decided to throw himself headfirst into work – day in and day out to save up for his own construction company, something stable and honest; maybe then he wouldn’t have to lie about forgetting to pick up the milk or the pancake mix because the reality had been that he was struggling to put food on the table, and maybe he’d get to spend more time with his daughter and pay the soccer club fees that he couldn’t afford so she could make more friends outside of him and the Adlers, and maybe his blood pressure would level out so his pockets wouldn’t dry up with the cost of his medicine because his insurance had been shit, and maybe he wouldn’t have to go to bed every night crunching numbers behind his eyelids to figure out if he had enough to get through the next month’s round of bills, and fuck, maybe things would finally start to look up for once in his life.

Then it had all stopped mattering in an instant.

So now, it means shooting someone dead without a second thought – a past full of necessary evils: ruthlessness, cynicism, and a death toll second to none. Anybody coming up against him? Shit out of luck. He’s never had a problem with having to pull the trigger, and being caught on the wrong end of his gun always promises a grim fate.

Except Columbus, Ohio.

It would’ve been another blight, another wicked deed buried underneath the growing mountain of awfulness that he's responsible for. There are a lot of things that keep Joel up at night, but as bad as it is to say, this definitely wouldn’t have been one of them.

And then, the impossible – first person to break the cycle: a scavenger combing through the tipped over stands of North Market, kneeling under the dusty Penny's Meats cleaver sign at a basket filled with plastic bags of twenty-year-old beef jerky. And Joel would kill (quite literally) for that if it meant securing his next meal; hell, the next week's worth of them. The only thing standing in between him and food security could be taken care of with an easy shot to the back of your skull at point blank range.

A target.

An inconvenience.

— but that's another story.

Since then, it’s been a road paved with affliction. Ohio. Indiana. Illinois. Iowa. (Nebraska's a sensitive topic.) Wyoming.

Joel grasps your hand firmly in his: dried blood over split knuckles and calluses that have stayed around forever because now he wields a gun 24/7 instead of a carpentry tool from his blue-collar days; he helps you navigate the terrain so you don't misstep – a sprained ankle can slow us down in more ways than one, he always says. Cautious, trigger-sensitive, because he needs to be. The action is meant to be practical, shepherding you over the terrain. So you opt to neglect how his fingers slotted between yours shoos the bitter cold from making a home out of your body and thaws the ice from the crevices chiseled in your bones.

The feeling is nice.

The thought is dangerous.

Because, Nebraska: a hellish nightmare in the flesh.

(Let's not talk about it).

(But circling around the topic doesn’t help. You don't bring it up, and yet it still takes center stage, occupying your mind. Always. How could it not?)

Hordes of cordyceps-ridden pieces-of-shit on your heels until you'd been driven into a corner, back against the wall – odds in the negative as infected after infected had zeroed in on your position and converged like a putrid swarm, a writhing mass of rotten bodies, all of them clambering over each other for their own share of pulpy, human meat to tear into; it'd reminded you of the same way people had been after the outbreak had reached critical mass.

Ravenous.

(This is what had been a difficult pill for you to swallow in the beginning – before you'd started sleeping with a machete along the edge of your bedroll, before the sound of a person choking on their own blood had gone from something that had cursed your hands with a 'round-the-clock tremor to nothing but fucking white noise, and before you'd learned everything there is to know about how to survive amongst societal collapse where 'every man for himself' has never been a more true statement than it is now: the hunger doesn't stop when you turn into one of them.)

As the two of you weave through dense foliage overrunning anything in its path and past man-sized slabs of concrete that form a serrated pattern of the very ground you're currently forced to scale, Joel rumbles a low, "Easy, now,"; you can see how in the dead of winter a plume of air leaves his mouth whenever he talks. He's nice to look at, better than your surroundings by a long shot. Boulder is just another wasteland that offers nothing new in your trek across the country because underneath the whalebone-white quilt of snow smothering everything, it's the same old shit that you saw when you'd cut through the never-ending stretch of land that used to be the Bible Belt to get out of the Atlanta Q.Z. It'd been ghost towns dotting the map between miles and miles of infestation: the walking dead had been piloted by the impulse to tear you apart alongside their living counterparts – the survivors with rootless hearts that stalked in the shadows like vultures waiting to pick your corpse clean of supplies.

But, for as on guard as you have to be, you'd rather focus your attention on Joel, because the snowflakes burying themselves in his beard are far more interesting than the decaying buildings and jigsaw-puzzled pavement that paint Colorado with an apocalyptic finish. He's a welcome distraction. Maybe, too good. The toe of your boot catches on the uneven landscape while you're lost in thought so you brace yourself to strike the ground as it gives out from under you, hands flying out in reflex. Instead, sturdy arms secure themselves around your waist before you can fall. You’re hauled flat against the solid wall of Joel's chest, something akin to an embrace that shouldn’t feel as nice as he is to look at. Even through layers of clothes, even through the frigid temperatures during this time of the year, his heat manages to bleed into you.

"Told you to watch your step there'," he murmurs in that long Texan drawl. Whiskey on his breath. Caramel. Ethanol. Burning alcohol-sweet, it greets you alongside the usual smoky and metallic smell of gunpowder and blood; the kind he'd pilfered from a liquor store back in Omaha – makin' sure it's good enough to the Molotov cocktails with, he'll comment before taking a swig. Brings it up like clockwork, as if it gets funnier the longer he keeps trying to wear the joke out even worse than the soles of his boots. It doesn’t. Just short of being a jack of all trades. Certainly no comedian.

Not a drunk, either – isn't stupid enough to put himself in jeopardy around these parts. You'd seen it before, once: cheeks flushed red and eyes glazed over; couldn't walk a straight line for five feet, much less aim a gun (September 26th, you remember). This isn't that. The whiskey's stronger now, though. You can tell when he stands nearby, face inches away.

(He's been drinking more lately. Not a lot, but the right amount to drown out the memory of... well, ever since—)

He's the closest thing to home that you know.

(—he almost lost you.)

You find yourself latched onto the sleeves of his jacket for stability, and even though you should push Joel away – a voice in your head that warns you to put distance between you and him – your fingers curl tighter into the coarse fabric to keep yourself upright as you regain your footing. “You see that thing? Swear it came outta nowhere."

He huffs out a small laugh, not one of those full-bodied ones that you’ve only heard probably twice since you met him (both of them at your expense and God, do you miss his smile), but it’s still a rich, little sound that comes off as something pleasant to your ears all the same – breaks up the monotony of the snow crunching under your heels and teeth chattering during the occasional bouts when you shiver. "Sure," he says, because he knows you can't lie for shit.

You untangle yourself from him with some reluctance. Homesick – a feeling that you attempt to shake off with more mindless conversation to make the time slip by faster. "Out of every place we've been to, Colorado definitely makes bottom three."

There's faint amusement coloring Joel's face. It makes him look years younger. "We haven't even gotten to UEC yet." He tilts his chin in the general direction that the two of you had already been heading towards. "Over there. Just across the way."

Skepticism stains your voice. "You know, something tells me that I won't have a change of heart."

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ - ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ

[beccascribbles]

protective/possessive alpha iwa-chan and semisemi popping in when someone's making their gf (omega or beta idc really) uncomfy👉🏼👈🏼

a/n - went for a beta reader with iwa because i thought i'd branch out a bit. never written specifically for a beta before so i hope it went alright!

warnings - reader in an uncomfortable situation, kind of harassment??

you forced a smile onto your face. it was tight-lipped, almost a grimace, as one hand closed around your wrist, the other bracing against the wall at your head, blocking an escape route. you glanced around, hoping to make eye contact with at least someone. the corridor was, unfortunately, empty, most people still watching the volleyball game. you would have still been there, you pondered, if you hadn't decided to go to the toilet, if you had just stayed in your seat and watched the games conclusion. still, it was odd that this alpha was coming onto you. as a beta, you had never felt helpless. often you managed to slip under the radar, your scent not enticing enough to attract any extra attention.

"um, could you maybe let go of my wrist?" you questioned, giving your arm a tug. his fingers loosened, allowing you to pull your hand away. you cradled it to your chest, nose wrinkling at the sudden scent that permeated your nostrils. "any reason why you're so close to me?"

"should there be a reason?" the alpha questioned, pressing closer to you, his nose brushing the tip of yours. you grimaced then, jerking your head back, it hitting the wall with a thump. "shouldn't a beta like you be honoured to have got my attention? i know omegas who would beg to be this close to me."

"well, i already have an alpha," you stammered, gesturing at the teal jacket you were wearing to illustrate your point. the alpha simply scoffed.

"you really expect me to believe an alpha actually claimed you?"

"isn't that what you were trying to do?" growled a voice, a scent of pine wafting towards you. you sucked in a lungful, feeling your breathing calm as you turned your head, eyes locking with iwaizumi's. the worry was clear, masking the anger momentarily as he assessed you for any harm. he was thankful there were no bite marks in your neck, unsure of how much longer he would have been able to maintain control. as it were, his patience was growing thin.

the alpha chuckled, turning his head to regard iwaizumi coolly. "why don't you leave us alone, yeah?"

"or maybe you could step the fuck away from my mate," he spat, taking another step forward, scent flaring. the alpha's eyes widened at that, his nostrils twitching as he breathed in your scent. there was an unmistakable hint of pine. "what? only just realised they're mine, that they smell of me? not much of an alpha if you couldn't have figured out that much."

his lips were drawn back in a snarl as he reached forward to yank the alpha away, shoving him onto the floor. iwaizumi spared you a single glance before he lost himself in his anger, pinning the alpha to the floor and launching a fist at hia face. the blows rained down; the sound of a nose cracking echoed through the corridor. you let out a shout, rushing forward to grab at his wrist, stopping its descent.

"stop, haji, please," you begged, wishing you were an omega in this moment. you could have used your scent to calm him. as it were, you only had your presence. you pressed your free hand to his cheek, realising belatedly that this wasn't the best move. moments before, it was this hand that had been held in the alpha's grip. iwaizumi's nose twitched at the scent, another growl escaping.

"he fucking touched you," he hissed, pulling his wrist from your grip and landing a solid hit to the alpha beneath him. almost feral, he looked up at you again. "where else did he touch you?"

"nowhere, i promise," you pleaded, resting a hand on his shoulder, nails digging in. "let's just go. please, haji."

iwaizumi grumbled, looking back into your pleading eyes then down at the alpha beneath him. reluctantly, he stood from the floor, shooting the alpha one last glare before you were tugging him away.

"why did you leave?" he asked, pulling you to a stop once you had left that corridor. his arms were around your waist, holding you close as he buried his nose in your hair, drawing in a deep breath. his heart was racing and you reached up to run your fingers through his hair.

"i'm safe, hajime," you reassured him, hand rubbing up and down his back in a soothing motion. you leaned fully into him, resting your head against his chest. "nothing bad happened to me."

"it could have," he mumbled, lips brushing the top of your head. "i've never been so scared, so angry. i-i never thought something like this could happen to you. i should've scented you more, made it clear you're off limits."

"that might not have changed anything," you sighed, pulling away slightly, hands reaching up to rest on his shoulders. you offered up a weak smile, though your mind still replayed those moments before he'd come, when you didn't know what would have happened. "don't beat yourself up about it. i'm fine now. i'm safe."

you leaned in, brushing your lips against his once , twice, until he kissed you back, pulling you into him harshly. his hand tangled in your hair, cupping the back of your head as he kissed you, his lips soft against yours despite the fierceness of your embrace.

discreetly, eyeing the alpha looming beside you, you slipped out your phone and typed a hurried message to semi. hitting the send button, you slipped it back into your pocket. your eyes flicked upwards, noting the way he was looking at you as if it were his right to. you tugged at the jacket hanging from your frame, pulling it around you, arms wrapping around your waist. a smirk formed across the alpha's face, and he leaned into you.

"what are you covering up for, omega?" he questioned, ignoring the way you shifted away from him, bumping into a person to your right. "i was enjoying the view."

"i'm not interested," you stated, scanning the crowd hoping to spot a familiar head of ashy-blonde hair. "i already have an alpha."

"doesn't mean i can't appreciate the view," he grinned, a fingertip running lightly along your cheekbone. you flinched, pulling away from him, eyes widening. "plus, i don't see any alpha. if it were me, i wouldn't have left you all alone."

"um, he's actually performing, that's why," you stammered, pointing vaguely in the direction of the stage to reiterate your point. after this encounter, it was unlikely semi would let you watch from the audience again. he had told you it was a bad idea, had tried to make you stay backstage with him, but you had wanted to experience it within the crowd, feel the energy radiating from them.

the alpha let out a laugh, tilting his head in amusement. it was clear he thought it was a lie, likely one told by many omegas who had been in your position. at that present moment, the only thing keeping your palms from growing clammy was the knowledge that semi was heading towards you. taking a slight step back, you peered around the alpha's form, making eye contact with semi through the crowd. his jaw tightened at the sight.

he moved through the crowd effortlessly, cutting through the people until his hand clamped down onto the alpha's shoulder, fingers digging in. semi growled, the sound low and threatening, "back off."

"okay," laughed the alpha, holding his hands up in surrender. "i get it, dude. i'll go. plenty of other omegas out there."

though the comment, the alpha's blasé attitude, didn't sit right with semi, he couldn't afford to focus on it, stepping towards you immediately. you collapsed into his chest, taking in a deep lungful of his scent. it grounded you, made you feel safe. one arm wrapped around your waist, the other resting on the back of your head as he held you to him. your hands clung to the material of his t-shirt, and you glanced up at him.

"thank you, eita," you breathed, brushing a kiss to the underside of his jaw. his arms tightened around you at the affectionate and he pressed a brief kiss to the top of your head.

"next time you want to watch from the crowd, i'm inviting ushijima and he can stay with you."

you nodded, not eager for a repeat of the situation you had found yourself in.

[freakattack]

Now that i have played every warioware game with multiplayer on it its time for me to do what i do best: Make a list

MEGA PARTY GAMES: The zenith of the wario multiplayer experience. So much to see so much to do. You can play as the characters and you can use them to be a shit head to people. Its very energetic, fun, silly, you can do a little dance if you really want to. It's the same micorgames as the ones in the first game which some poeple dont like but IDC because i have played the game and i love it and everyone else i have played this game with has never played the first one so it doesnt even matter. Im sure this was a bigger issue in 2004 but it's not 2004 so we're good.

GAY MAN WARIO: THIS SHOULD HAVE BEEN A LAUNCH TITLE FOR THE WII U. i never will stop saying this it would have changed history. This multiplayer experience was actuaklly a little disappointing cause hteres only 4 game modes (as opposed to mega party games' 8) but hte ones that are there are super fun, I STILL havent played survival yet but sketch (pictionary) and fruit (proto-amongus) are extremely fun and havent yet gotten old even for people who dont have wario diseases in their brains. I wish i could have been around for miiverse sketch. C'est la vie

GET IT TOGETHER: This was actually the first wario ware game i ever played. Isnt that fucked up? Ignoring the fact that orbulon is a little eraser nubbin, the multiplayer is pretty good. i enjoy the fact that you can play with a second player in the story mode and there are a whole bunch of multiplayer-only modes to choose from. Unfortunately most of these are limited to 2 players which makes it hard when you have a group but the 4 player ones that are there are pretty fun too. I liek that you can beat people up in this one.

SMOOTH MOVES: I like smooth moves but the multiplayer here is laughable sorry. it's on the whole ass Wii but the only modes it has are just different flavors of passing around a single wii remote and taking turns playing microgames, which you could just do with the single player levels anyways. the visuals with the miis are funny though. I also havent played this with people in a hot minute (because the multiplayer is so lacking) but hte one where at the end youre like, tied up hanging from a tree over a crocodile pit and you take turns cutting ropes until someone falls and dies? That ones my favorite i think.

MEGA MICROGAMES: This is barely multiplayer but i'm including it anwyays because it's so funny. Have you ever wanted to share half a gameboy with someone? Have i got the game for you. I will give it credit though it was probably a fun time killer for long car rides or playdates in the pre-iphone era. God we should go back to that. No more internet no more iphone we are going to play the jimmy t roomba game

[softcallofdutyimagines]

Hi🥺💕 I was wondering if you could do something for weaver? Like the reader always goes out of their way to say hi, gets him coffee, asks about how his day was, and just overall tries to bond with his shy self because they like him? I love your writings🥺💕💕

SJSJSKSK SORRY TO EVERYONE ELSE, BUT I HAVE TO SKIP THE LINE FOR THIS ONE 😭😭🥺🥺🥺

Quizzy is trying to get everyone on board with Hudson, which is the Lord's work I tell you, but when I say to you Weaver is ACTUALLY just Hudson 2.0 but SOFT I- really like Weaver is beyond under rated (imo), so thank you for this request 😌😌

I hope a one shot is alright! I know mini fics don't do as well for interaction and digestibility, but idc my manses deserves more then some quick headcannons so here we are 😌

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With a harsh buzz and a heavy click, the thick, high security door unlocks and opens slowly to let you in. You return your badge to its place on your chest and walk through the sterile hallways of Requiem HQ. Guards, agents, and scientists bustle to and fro, only one or two of whom give you a polite nod.

But the lack of friends among your colleagues doesn't bother you. Or at least... not right now. If anything, you'd say it makes sense. After all, you've only just started your third week here.

Almost a month ago you were brought on as a personal secretary, and you work under none other then the commander himself: Grigori Weaver.

That may sound daunting to some, but not to you. Oh no, you've got some fire in your spirit and you love a bit of a challenge. It's just... Well, there's not much "challenge" at all working for Weaver.

But that has it's own interest...

He has quite the imposing presence, amplified mostly in thanks to his incredibly intimidating appearance. In fact, when you first met, based off appearances alone, you were beginning to think twice about taking this job. But, once you got to know him...

The first thing you notice is how soft spoken he is. His voice is steady and calm at all times, and you're surprised at how welcomed you feel in his presence. The second is how he's just so... friendly. Perhaps not in a "we should do lunch" sort of way, but more like a "I'd love to hear your thoughts" way.

Conversation flows easily between you and hardly a day goes by where you feel like you're actually working.

So of course it isn't long at all until you catch feelings for him.

Admittedly, he is a bit older then you, but maybe you like that... No one said you can't be seasoned and handsome after all.

Things soon become a game of subtle flirtations.

How much can you get away with without stirring up trouble? How much is enough that he might begin to pick up on your feelings? You suppose you should start off small.

Naturally your job position gives you plenty of opportunity to speak with him, so you do what you can to strike up small talk.

It starts with regular, polite greetings and "Some weather we're having" this and "Are you sure I can't get you anything else?" that. Then when you feel comfortable, you move up to "How's the mission going?" and, every once in a while a simple "How are you?"

It may seem innocent enough, but you can tell it catches him off guard.

The first few times you get nothing more then a quick "Fine, thanks", but as you persist... As if by magic, he starts to open up.

He looks away and gets a little fidgety when you ask nowadays. You even start to wonder if that's a blush you see or just his ruddy complexion and a trick of the light.

His answers start to evolve, first to things like, "Alright, but a little tired today" and, eventually to truthful tid bits like all out spiels regarding some difficulty with paperwork or the strange, persistent pain in his back.

You do all you can to encourage him in talks like those, but it seems he always cuts himself off all too soon with an apology for rambling. "You really know how to get me started, huh?", he often laughs.

And with encouragment like that, you think: perhaps there is something here after all... You dare to pick up the pace a little, gently testing limits as you find them appropriate.

Besides, you must admit, it's incredibly cute to see him get a flushed and stuttery around you. The shy smiles, the flickering eye contact, the way he keeps preening his salt and pepper hair or straightening his tie for you...

And so, with a little brush of fingers here, as you hand him his coffee.

A pat on the back or reasuring hand on his shoulder there, when he admits to having a tough day.

An ambiguously charged compliment to the color of his tie or the style of his hair.

And although he tries his damnedest to not give in... He can't deny it. He's getting feelings too.

It feels so... Inappropriate? Unprofessional? To have feelings like these for a colleague, especially the rediculous cliche of falling for your own secretary, and yet...

How long can he ignore the way he looks forward to seeing you the next day, each night as he falls asleep? Or the relief and comfort he feels when you let him vent about his issues? Or the way his heart skips a beat every time you call his name?

These thoughts and more cycle through his mind as he shuts down for the day. Just outside the door to his office, he can here you rustling around and doing the same. Maybe today's the day he should... Or, then again, maybe...

No. Weaver shakes his head out and sets his mind to it. He will.

You turn around with bit of a breeze in your wake as you hear the soft clearing of a throat. With one hand in his pocket and the other itching gently at the subtle pink in his cheeks, Weaver poses a question you've long awaited to hear.

"So, I was thinking... Would you like to, maybe, get dinner after this?"

[ficsforeren]

Uhh besides the fact that I have a short attention span and get distracted easily, i must be a really slow reader because I spent like 3 hours reading ch16💀 (but we’re gonna ignore that because I’m here now)

if asks have a word limit I’ll probably find out today, I have so much to say but I’ll try to keep it concise for the sake of your followers that have to scroll past my massive message. I’m gonna do ch15 thoughts in this ask and ch16 in another. Keeping it organized✨

1. Mikasa, I feel bad for her, but at the same time idc because Eren is mine so sorry 😗 but fr her back story is so sad and what happened with Eren was just so unfortunate because he had no idea how much deeper his love for her went, but the way she acted was out of line especially if he rejected her kindly many times, if the rolls were reversed she would’ve filed a restraining order.

2. PIECK AND PORCO, my otp, I hope they’re end game because they deserve to be together. When porco was about to accept her feelings and then we knocked at the door I literally let out the quietest squeal of “NOOO” because their moment got ruined😭 I was like BITCH COULDNT YOU CRY AT THE DOOR A BIT LONGER???

3. Also BIG BROTHER PORCO, my bestie, I love him so much. The way he’s so respectful and comforting makes my heart warm. Him and pieck are probably my comfort characters in this fic.

4. I’m so happy Eren and Armin were able to talk things out. I love seeing them as friends, they can both understand each so well and I feel they both need each other as genuine friends since they don’t have anyone else besides yn.I know you keep saying he’ll get his happy ending with her, but considering how long she’s been in love with Eren I feel like nothing will ever compare, and that’s kinda sad to think about. She’s perfect for Armin but at the same time that one thing makes me feel like he deserves better, someone that will truly love him with everything they have.

5. ARMIN, everything about Armin, him being a supportive friend despite them sharing love for the same person, being honest about what he did wrong, and understanding about the fact that her and Eren are lovers in a way he couldn’t be. It’s just so sweet that he believes in their love so much, that Eren is truly the one for her. Okay I think I’m done with the chapter 15 review.

ALSO I KEEP SAYING THIS BUT THE WAY YOU WRITE LOVE SEGGS IS MY FAVOURITE THING (I’m referring to porco and pieck in this chapter, the way they seemed so satisfied in the moment with each other was *chefs kiss*)

BUT LIKE IS YOUR HUSBAND LOVING YOU SO SWEETLY THAT YOU CAN WRITE THE INTIMACY THAT PERFECT??

IF SO THEN YOU ARE WINNING if not then I’m sorry I asked bae💀

YOUR WRITING MAKES ME WANNA LOVE SOMEONE OR BE LOVED BY SOMEONE

I’m so lonely😭 but it’s okay, I’ve made some amazing mutuals because of tls. INCLUDING YOU, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH 🥺❤️💕

JOLIIIIII ALKDFJAKLSDJFKLASDJFLKASDF WAIT LEMME JUST

OKAY OMG I'M LITERALLY SCREAMING RIGHT NOW BUT I DON'T WANT TO SOUND TOO AGGRESSIVE SO I WILL TURN OFF MY CAPS LOCK BUT PLEASE KNOW THAT I AM STILL SCREAMING AND CRYING AND SMILING SO HARD MY FACE IS SPLITTING IN HALF OKAY

joli joli joli joli joli joli i fucking LOVE you okay??? and i'm sorry for swearing but damn girl i love you so much i'm about to puke rainbows from all of these feelings i have for you

it's like you wrote the last song, and i'm your reader who's trying to get a deeper interpretation of the story because you just know exactly what i'm trying to convey, even about the ones that i thought people wouldn't be able to tell. you are literally the kind of reader every author wants to have. the way you care about the story, the way you relate to the characters, the way you just feel what they feel and understand what they're going through, and just the way you're so supportive and kind and funny and absolutely brilliant ugh i just love you

this is honestly the most beautiful review I've heard coming from my reader. you're so kind with your words, so genuine and honest, and I feel like i can be proud of myself after i read your message. i feel like... oh, so i managed to convey the things i wanted to say after all. and it makes me so happy and relieved and just... thank you for making me feel this way.

now let me comment on your... comments lol

YES EXACTLY!!! if the roles were reversed, she would've definitely filed a restraining order. she's not really the villain of the story--i'm trying to make my readers understand that her obsession didn't just come from "oh eren is so hot i wanna have his babies" but she actually had her reasons for it, that's why i wrote that background story so people can see just how desperate she was to find someone who cared about her. her mistake was that she was too naive, thinking that just because they went through the same shit, they understood each other in a way no one could ever do. but what she did was still out of line ofc, very much so, and that's why eren was so frustrated that he became so aggressive toward her.

HAHAHAAHA MY BETA READER SAID THE SAME THING!!!! she was like "OH MY GOD NOOOO, CAN SHE JUST LEAVE?!?!?!" if you wanna see whether they'll end up together or not in the end, go read the epilogue 😉

i'm not gonna lie, when i wrote the part where porco patted her head to comfort her or when he stopped eren from coming after her, i legit fangirled so hard. I LOVE MY BOI PORCO OKAY HE'S THE BESTTTTT

hey i'm an eremin shipper from day one so ofc i would write my boys acting supportive toward each other in this fic lol. i really enjoyed writing all their scenes together, it felt refreshing and i just adore their relationship. armin might be shy but he's more dominant in this relationship in terms of being friendly. in my head, eren is still a bit awkward around him. he thinks of him as a friend, but the only real close friend he has is y/n, that's why he doesn't really know how to act around him. so when armin showed him a glimpse of his aggressive side, eren was surprised but he also felt so happy because he thought he understood armin a little bit better now (similar to how eren felt about historia in the beginning of season 3)

ARMIN IS THE SWEETEST OMG I LOVE HIM SO MUCH IN THIS STORY. you know, at first, i wanted to add a scene where armin actually punched him to knock some sense back into him but then i changed my mind because it reminded me of chapter 139 and i don't want the last song to be anything like chapter 139 💀

oh and about the love seggs thing... well it's always a LOT more beautiful in words or fiction lol but whenever i'm with my husband, i do feel that way. like i could still feel the butterflies in my stomach when he kissed my forehead or when he whispered i love you during sex (this is SO TMI i'm so sorry if this grosses you out i'm BLUSHING), and that's what i'm trying to make my readers feel in the story so THANK YOU for saying that! I'm glad i could deliver it well!