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[dovexii]

✦ Stardust & Solitude ✦ Experimental vent piece ft. Eden

[filmbyjy]

let me go

PAIRING: yang jungwon x fem!reader

SYPNOSIS: falling in love with your childhood best friend was something that you didn't expect to happen. you knew jungwon never had feelings for you so what happens when he starts dating some other girl? will you learn to let go or fight for him?

WARNING(s): not a happy ending with jungwon. heeseung is your older brother in here (in case people think you're gonna get with hee). you choose someone else to love.

WORD COUNT: 2.5K words

a/n: if you've seen this before on wattpad. just know it is my work. so yeah. don't worry, not stolen. i just wanted to upload some works that i had written on wattpad about 3 years ago that i didn't reupload onto tumblr. here is the link to the original. i am also currently revamping some chapters on there so yeah.

Hanging out with 7 other boys was of course a crazy time. Each of them had their own personalities but when they all came together everything just becomes perfect and chaotic.

"WOOOO PARTY." A few of them yell as they hold up each pillow from your room. Your mom thought it was a great idea to let the 6 boys stay over. How foolish of your mom, doesn't she know boys stink and are very loud? She already has one son, she should know better.

"Heeseung oppa, could you please calm your friends down." You yelled over their screaming. Heeseung groans.

"Why me? Aren't they your friends too!" Heeseung, aka your older brother, yells back. You grabbed your phone and clicked on a loud noise app. The only reason you have it is because of situations like this. The other boys covered their ears, wincing at the loud alarm that played.

"Calm down. My mom wanted us to have a sleepover not a party dimwits." You say. Ni-Ki folds his arms. It seems as though he didn't agree with your statement.

"Well it's not a sleepover without the party element." Ni-Ki says. You sighed.

"Jungwon, you're on my side right? Can't we just have a normal sleepover where we watch movies and cuddle? Besides, we're all sleeping in the guestroom and it's too small for all of us to run around and party." He thinks for a second. A huge smirk plasters over his face.

"Nah that's for your girly sleepovers. We fight to our death with pillows!" Jungwon says and that set a pillow fight in your bedroom. You grabbed your pillow and blankets and went to the living room.

You didn't want to handle the boys right now, not when you're on your period. You breathed in and out, hoping to have the patience to deal with 7 chaotic boys for the next 3 days. But what could you do? They're your friends(and brother) after all. You could hear them screaming out loud and running around. 

The next day, the 7 boys practically dragged you to an arcade saying 'they will get you a plushie for being so disruptive last night'. Did you believe that? Nope, getting things from a claw machine is like a scam of money. You were certain that they rigged the machine to get easy money out of kids.

"Look sis, a panda. Just like you with your dark circles under your eyes." Heeseung teases. You hit your brother on his left arm which earns a yelp from him.

"Don't test me. You know I'm on my damn period." You warn him. Ah right, he must have let that slipped from his mind. His eyes widened and he starts profusely apologising.

Anyways, everyone had their fun at the arcade when a group of girls walked in. One in particular caught Jungwon's eyes. Like a simple love at first sight. Jungwon blushes when she looks in his direction. She sends him a small smile before walking away with her friends.

"Dude, she totally just looked at you." Jay says. Jungwon clearly was flustered and you on the other hand felt your heart sinking. It was like a sting to your heart.

You've always had a huge crush on Jungwon. Being friends with him the longest since the both of you grew up together in the same neighbourhood. He was in fact your neighbour so both your parents had became close before you were born. Eventually, it led to you and Jungwon having playdates after the both of you were born. Which were extremely fun since he taught you about making paper planes and boats.

Developing feelings for him was never what you expected but because of puberty and you start to notice him loosing a little of his baby fats. He gotten a lot more handsome as the years went on. Your heart races whenever you see him on the field playing soccer with the other boys. The smirk he wore whenever he scored a goal and did his usual celebration.

Heeseung notices your change in behaviour so he pats hair. Being your big brother means he knows how you're feeling and you've told him before that you liked Jungwon. You trusted him and he promised not to tell a single soul and up till now nobody knows about this.

"Why don't you ask for her number?" Jake suggests as he pats the boy.

"You think I should?" Jungwon asks.

"Yeah! Who knows, she might like you." Jay nudges the boy. Jungwon turns to you.

"You think I should ask her?"

"H-Huh? Yeah go ahead." You put on a fake smile. Why did he even ask you? It's his free will to do so. Everyone else notices how you sound a little different except Jungwon. He smiles. You could see it in his eyes, he was determined to get that girl's number despite being shy.

"I'll go ask her. If I don't come back alive, send Sunoo hyung for me." Sunoo rolls his eyes. He flicks Jungwon's forehead.

"I'm not going to get you. You can walk here by yourself." He sasses. The others chuckle. Jungwon rolls his eyes before walking over to the group of girls.

Sunghoon had been watching you ever since Jungwon laid his eyes on the girl. He had a hunch that you liked Jungwon but he doesn't want to say it in case you didn't want him to know. Sunghoon is the type of friend that wants to protect you, if heeseung wasn't there, he will be the replacement brother for the short span of time.

"(name), can I talk to you for a bit?" Sunghoon asks. You nod. He pulls you over somewhere quieter.

"Are you okay?" You sighed at his words.

"Did heeseung tell you?"

"No. I just had a feeling."

"Was I obvious?" You had frowned. Sunghoon ruffles your hair.

"Not at all. I was just observing, you know I always have your back. Besides, you looked sad. I got a little protective seeing the sadness in your eyes."

"Thank you, Sunghoon." You smiled a little. This time actually genuine.

"Come here. Want a hug?" Sunghoon holds out his arms. You hugged him instantly, hiding your face on his chest. He was always great at giving hugs since you know he was tall and a sweet person. His hugs felt like home and you were always grateful for that.

Jungwon on the other hand had spotted this because he was happily skipping from the other end. He frowns, he doesn't know why but he just does. Shouldn't he feel happy he got the cute girl's number? Why was he feeling upset when you were hugging Sunghoon? Must just be the protectiveness he had over you. After hugging, you and Sunghoon went back to the group. Jungwon was talking about the girl and how she was so pretty up close. She was super kind, what he described. It only stings your heart even more.

The 8 of you travelled back home, you decided to wash up and change into pyjamas. Tonight, you were hoping to watch something to make you feel better. Maybe a sad movie? So no one would think you're crazy for crying? Yeah, that was the best option. You needed to cry and you had to mask it with watching a sad movie. You settled on one movie, it was about a little girl losing her family. She grew up all alone and you just practically burst into tears. You were hoping no one was going to walk into your room but...

"Hey (name), do you know where are the chips- Are you okay?" Jay asks a little concerned. You nod while pointing to the movie playing on your laptop.

"J-Just a sad story." He pouts.

"You know, you told me before that if you watch sad movies it means you're actually sad so what's up?" Jay says as he settles next to you on the bed.

"Am I that ugly, Jay?" His eyes widened, startled that you asked that out of the blue.

"Why would you say that?" You had sniffled and Jay reaches out to squeeze your hand.

"I feel like I'm not pretty enough."

"For who? Who said you're ugly. Should I fight the person?" Jay says. You giggle a little.

"I don't think you can fight me, Jay. You can't bare to even hurt me."

"Well, that's because you're my best friend and I love you. You're hyung's baby sister and ours too."

"That's what I am to everyone."

"Of course- Wait do you have a crush on one of us." He narrows his eyes.

"I don't."

"Hmm, denying means you're lying~" You hit his arm.

"I don't like any of you."

"Is it Jake?"

"No."

"Is it Sunghoon?"

"He is like an older brother to me, idiot."

"Then is it Ni-Ki?"

"Again, he is like an annoying little brother."

"Sunoo?"

"No." Jay comes closer. You moved back.

"Then is it me?" He smirks. You rolled your eyes. He was always teasing and you were so done.

"No."

"Definitely not Heeseung hyung. That's just wrong, you're siblings. Blood related siblings."

"You think I'd date my own brother? That's crazy."

"Only in Alabama." Jay says. You burst out laughing. "Then is it...Jungwon?" You kept quiet. He finally his name. 

"It's him isn't it!" You covered jay's mouth.

"Shut up. I don't want anyone to hear about it." He removes the hand on his mouth.

"So am I the first to know?"

"No. Sunghoon and Heeseung oppa already know."

"Well, at least I'm the third person to know!" He smiles. Then he realises. "Crap, then I probably shouldn't have egged him to ask the girl for her number huh...I ruined it for you."

"It's okay. What's done has been done. You can't rewind time. Besides, Jungwon doesn't like me that way." Jay pouts.

"I'm sorry though."

"Jay, it's fine. If he and that girl were to date, I'll be fine. I was never his first choice anyways."

"Ouch that sounds hurtful. You shouldn't put yourself down like that. I'm sure you're someone's first choice."

"Just leave the damn room." You say.

"Alright. I'll leave. Goodnight though." Jay says. He leaves the room quickly.

The next morning, you were about to leave your room when you were shoved back in. Jay hastily shuts the door. He sighs once the bedroom door shuts. The other 5 boys look over at you guilty.

"Don't leave. Jungwon brought the girl to the house and I think they might have a movie night here." Jay says. You look at the others.

"What? But this is my house, why would he-" You had sighed. "You guys know about my crush, don't you?" They scratched their heads.

"Jay, did you tell them?"

"Hey, at least you have the rest of us to warn you. We don't want you to get heart broken,(name)."

"But I already am." You say and that made them go silent. You pushed past them and just went to put on your shoes.

"(name), where are you going?" Heeseung yells out to you. Jungwon hears the commotion, he and the girl turned to the noises.

"Out. I want to be alone."

"But there is going to be a snow storm-" Heeseung yells but you couldn't hear. You had already shut the door and left running out of the house. Sunghoon sighs.

"I'll go get her. If we don't come back, just know I probably got us a hotel room or something." He says. Sunghoon grabs his wallet. He was pretty much an adult now and he does work so he has a debit card.

You stumbled at the lake you loved going to. It was currently frozen so people could ice skate on it. It reminds you of the past where you and Jungwon ice skated for fun. You knew how to skate but he didn't so he kept holding onto you for safety and to balance. It was such an innocent time in your life. Before you started to develop feelings for him.

"Why did I fall for him?" You mumble to yourself as you kicked a small rock from the snowy ground.

"Because feelings change." Sunghoon says. You nearly fell on your butt when you heard Sunghoon's voice.

"What are you doing here."

"Making sure you don't do anything stupid."

"Not even my own brother chases after me." You say bitterly.

"Are you that upset?"

"Yeah, of course. I've liked him for maybe 5 years now. Ever since we turned 13. I've tried so hard to forget the feelings but it just doesn't work."

"Then, will it work if something else happens? If there was someone else in your life that can change that?"

"Huh?" Sunghoon holds you close.

"I don't want to take advantage of you but I just wanted to let you know I've always had feelings for you."

"You said I was practically like your little sister."

"That was to hide my feelings. I've always felt like giving the best thing to you and I knew you liked Jungwon."

"Sunghoon. I'm only 18."

"So? I'm 2 years older. I can treat you way better than Jungwon. He already has someone he likes. Can't you give up your feelings for me?"

"Sunghoon, I-I don't have feelings for you. I'm sorry."

"But what if I try to change that?" Sunghoon says.

"I don't k-know."

"What if I try to make you have feelings for me. Test your feelings for me."

"And how do you want to do that?" He leans down closer to your height.

"Kiss." You were a distance away from him.

"Sunghoon. This will be my first kiss."

"Then I'll make it special." He places his lips right on yours. You've never felt this before but something is telling you that you want this. Maybe it was time you gave up your heart for someone else. Someone like Sunghoon. The snow storm happens just as you reach home, the heavy winds blows directly at the both of you. Sunghoon holds your hands to keep it warm.

"Oh my god, we thought you'd get lost or trapped in the snow!" Heeseung worriedly says.

"Uhh so, how are you feeling?" Jake asks.

"Better." They didn't notice the intertwined fingers between you and Sunghoon.

"I'll go make you hot cocoa." Sunghoon says. He leaves a peck on your forehead and leaves to the kitchen. The boys were shocked.

"What was that?" Jay asks.

"What was what?" You say.

"Sunghoon hyung kissing your forehead!" Sunoo says.

"Oh...umm...well...things happened." You stutter. Heeseung's jaw drops.

"You and Sunghoon are dating, right?"

"No. Not yet, you know I still have feelings for you know who I'm just testing the waters with Sunghoon. He promised to make me forget about my feelings with him. For now, it's a situationship I guess."

"Seems pretty easy. I mean...it's Sunghoon, that boy can make you forget things." Jake says.

"And why do you know about this?"

"Huh?" Jake says. You shook your head.

The boy who was in the living room with his supposed dream girl sighs. He didn't feel right about dating her but I guess he had to put up with this since you were already dating someone else. He could only congratulate you for being in a relationship.

He knew he couldn't take care of you as great as his hyung, so he had to let you go.

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[etotruski]

König’s Obsession

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3, Part 4)

Writers note: Thank you to everyone who read the first part of this series. It’s my first ever written fan fic. Feel free to comment your ideas on what I could do in the following part. Reuploads are highly appreciated. Thank you:

Warnings: The following parts may contain explicit content for adults.

Word count: 1,828

It’s been only two weeks and people at KorTac are giving you already the damn side eyes and disgusted looks. As if that wasn’t enough you thought your fucking Colonel might’ve obsessed with you because, eyes don’t lie.

It’s currently 6 in the morning. You should be ready for training at 8. You went into the canteen and were confused on why people looked at you as if you were the crustiest and ugliest rat known to human history.

Soon Ashley and a group of men surrounding her walked towards you when you were about to enter the canteen. That’s when you noticed that Ashley was wearing these kind of things you wear when your arms is broken or something, so it gets support. 

At this moment you were just more confused than in your final maths exam. She then pointed at you and said in a whiny, pity and over exaggerated tone.

“Guys that’s that hoe who broke my arm and fractured my ribs just because I accidentally made her trip.”

You couldn’t believe your ears by what you were hearing. She is completely catfishing and lying harder than Donald Trump did. You just stared at her, your anger already bubbling to a point you wanted to jump at her and actually break her arm and fracture her ribs. So instead of doing that you decided to handle it with words, because you didn’t wanna get ended up killed by your own Colonel.

“If your rips were fractured you wouldn’t be able to stand like that, you’d sit in a damn wheelchair-.” 

Before you could even continue, your words were cut off by one of these 5 men following her around.

“Want me to make you feel pain too?”

Another one said.

“How could you do something like that to an innocent woman?”

And then another one said.

“Yeah she’s right. She’s way smarter than you who couldn’t even finish school.”

At this point you were at your breaking point and your anger was like a bubble that could pop any second. The only smart thing you could do was snap back because you had enough.

“Try to make me feel pain. I’ll see you on the ground douche bag. And you saying she is an innocent woman? Innocent my ass, she made me trip on purpose because I didn’t let her skip before me in line. And you saying I was dumb and didn’t finish school, yeah? I have a bachelor you ugly rat, I was in the fucking Navi. So shut the fuck up.”

You said before turning around and leaving. One shouted back.

“Cat killer!”

At this point you understood why people gave you dirty looks. She set rumors off into the world probably as revenge, because of having to clean women and men toilets. 

‘Wow just wow’, you thought to yourself. ‘This had to happen at the start of my new career here. I thought I would have it better here. If this continues I will go back to the Navi and quit. But what the hell can I do against these rumors? I’m not even fucking hungry anymore. That butch Ashley.’

You just went back to your room and thought and thought and thought. ‘Always everything happens to me. Why does it have to be me after what happened to me in my past? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why.’

You couldn’t help but overthink and almost forgot about training. You practically ran when you saw the time: 7:58. You can’t afford to be late. You don’t want to be punished. Today you had to train sniping. 

You made it in time after running none stop to where König was. He looked at you surprised for looking a bit disheveled, before putting back his stoic persona. 

When the training began you first started it warm up and then you had to fight a little, which was unfair due to his size. When throwing you on the ground, his hands lingered on your wrists pinned to the side a tad bit too long, maybe you just imagined it. But when you started to train sniping he was right behind you and a little too close, which was crazy because it’s been only a damn week. So you didn’t think that this meant something. But his breath practically mingled on your neck trough the mask. This went on the whole training. The way too closeness than necessary and the breath on your neck which distracted you and made your shots a bit more inaccurate than usual.

Finally 8 hours of training were over, but when you thought you can go König stopped you, but not by his words, but by putting his hand on your shoulder while standing behind you. He said in his menacing voice.

“We need to talk. In my office. Now.”

So that’s how you found yourself in his office pinned by his eyes across from you.

“These rumors I heard about you, they’re ridiculous and I know they’re not true. Would you mind telling me who set them into the world?”

You shook your head, because snitching is not the right way.

“It’s ok. I already know who it is. You know that I can do something about it, but I want something in exchange.”

‘There is goes again. He probably wants to use me and my body as all the other men wanted.’ That’s whats you thought but then you were surprised.

“I want you to help me look after my sisters child. She and her husband are working hard and they even are often away in the weekend. I need help with that. I know nothing about kids.

You couldn’t believe your ears. He invited you to help him in exchange? Help looking after his sisters baby? So if that’s all he wanted you still were a bit frozen in mind. You couldn’t decline the offer because you didn’t want the rumors reach the higher up’s and make you potentially lose your job at KorTac. So the only logic thing you said after staring at him and he at you for minutes was:

“Ok. I can do that.”

“Give me your number so I can call you when to come. Not your number for KorTac but your real number.”

“My number is 7341********”

You said it without hesitating, because if that’s all it took to make him make the rumors somehow die down, then that’s a clear deal. But you couldn’t grasp the way your stomach told you, that that’s not the only reason he invited you to his actual home to help or ask for your real number. There was other meanings behind it. There must be, because your gut feeling was always right. 

But what was it?

**To be continued**

[beckskasims]

Day 3 - Fancy Table Settings Override

I'm not a huge fan of the table settings we have in game, so I've created these overrides for the 'fancy' table settings.

I would like to be able to add these to the pie menu, but I'm not quite skilled enough yet, so these will replace the current EA placemats (only the 'fancy' ones, the casual and party remain the same.)

Here's a closer look at the 4 variations:

The Border replacement features a beaded placemat, black and gold patterned plate, thick black cotton napkin, gold cutlery and a gold napkin ring.

The Desert replacement has a Christmas Toile de Jouy placemat, glazed ceramic red plate, silky white napkin, gold cutlery and a burgundy velvet napkin ring.

The Dots replacement has a silver beaded placemat, flat white plate, linen napkin, mother of pearl handled silver cutlery and a matching napkin ring.

The Triangles replacement has a gold braided placemat, speckled plate with a metallic rim, silky white napkin, gold cutlery and a gold napkin ring.

Info:

Requires Parenthood GP (GP05).

I have tweaked the mesh slightly to make the placemat round, so do let me know if you encounter any issues! I've play tested and it works fine but just in case :)

Please don't reupload or claim as your own.

Enjoy!

Download (FREE)

Becca xx

[henrys-path-batim]

Official (new!) home of the 2018 Bendy and the Ink Machine AU/fanfiction, Henry's Path, currently being rewritten and reimagined for new and old fans alike.

UPDATED AS OF 6/24/25

ABOUT

Henry's Path, as mentioned above, is a BatIM AU that I had come up with and written a fic for all the way back in 2018. While I hold the original near and dear to my heart, the writing is far from polished or even good at all. It Sucks Bad.

With my recent fall back into the fandom, I wanted to rework it into my own personal "modern" standards, changing and adding new concepts that I hadn't thought up before as well as providing an even larger mystery that will, hopefully, leave fans new AND old wondering what the hell is going on.

Henry's Path is the culmination of all of those old now obsolete BatIM theories that were plausible before Dark Revival released. While I won't go into which ones just yet (spoilers!), I can promise you that there's a bunch of oldies here that were pretty common back in the day.

FAQ

Can I read the original somewhere?

With the deletion of my Wattpad account there is no longer a publicly available source for the original fic that isn't an archive in my personal Google Drive. I will NOT be reuploading the original, mostly out of embarrassment at how bad it was, but I will be posting comparisons between the old and new fics from time to time if applicable.

Is there a posting schedule?

No. Absolutely not. The fic will be uploaded as each chapter is finished on my own time. My motivation comes and goes drastically and I hate to make promises I can never keep. That being said, do not be surprised if this project takes a months-long hiatus out of nowhere.

Do you have references of what the characters look like?

Yep! All references and character info will be placed in the Important Links section below. I will only post characters that have made an appearance in the uploaded story so far, and a lot of information will be obscured until it's no longer spoiler territory.

If this is an old concept, will BatDR and future entries be ignored?

I actually spent a long time thinking about whether I'd include anything from BatDR or not, but I think I have found a way for some of the concepts to work. I won't explain how right now, but some aspects of BatDR will be added in within reason and as long as I can explain why. Novels are ignored for the most part. I only ever read Dreams Come to Life when it first came out and I didn't like it. I may references some book-exclusive characters here and there, but that's about it. If for some god forsaken reason B3ndy comes out before I'm done with all this it will NOT affect how this story plays out. I already have my outline done leave me alone........

I noticed you post a lot of screenshots of a wiki. Is that public?

That's just my personal Obsidian wiki. It will not be made public, but a lot of information will be transferred to a public Google doc in due time.

I have a question that hasn't been answered here...

Shoot me an ask! If it's about story, development, or general Bendy related thoughts, don't be afraid to come to me. I don't bite and I love talking :3

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While I won't restrict this blog to an older audience, please be aware that this AU will contain mature themes such as graphic violence, character death, slightly suggestive content, and overall bad times. If you can't handle that or are caught acting like a child (IE: demanding art, being unnecessarily rude, etc.) then you may take your leave. I'd prefer you all to be 16+, but I know I can't stop anyone. I've been there.

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You are allowed to make fan creations! I always love it when people enjoy our work enough to be inspired. I only ask to keep it SFW and all. Please feel free to tag me if you do post anything related to this AU! I will reblog it so you can be featured here.

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The askbox is always open if you have questions, comments, or suggestions. Just please be kind and civil! I love explaining things to people who may be a bit confused.

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Main blog is @cryptidcanid19

beware the ink demon or whatever idk i just work here.

[sudusong]

@basilette1 thank you for tagging me! ^^

Last song: 来春打马 by ilem (i was translating it on lyricstranslate until 1am lmaoo)

It has 1860000 views on bilibili and 90 on youtube's unofficial reupload. I love this song because

I fucking love Harbin and Heilongjiang province in general

I also grew up next to Amur/Helongjiang river and feel a big connection of my identity to it. All Far East girlies say Fuck European Russia

I love alcohol and wish i could abuse it

(my translation probably sucks ass)

Last Book: i reread "The King in Yellow" by Robert Chambers a month ago i think

Last Movie: If animated movies count, then "Laputa". If not, then "How I Became Russian (2019)"

Last Show: Fables of the Green Forest (watching 70s animes for Fic Research fhrfyeydy)

Last thing i researched: "japan statute of limitations". Self explanatory 💀

Favorite color: red<3

Sweet/spicy/savoury: savoury. I can't handle spice well

Looking forward to: NEW CHAPTER OF MANGA. JORIS OF THE JURGEN FAME APPEARS IN IT.

Current obsession: Joris Jurgen, Kerubim Crepin, Atcham Crepin; OSMT (suuji and sokudo); writing my fic about the latter

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[sunriseverse]

Shipper tag game

tagged by the lovely @lucientelrunya (thank you!!!)

What ship were you completely obsessed with when you were a teenager, but now you don't care about anymore?

hmm..........i wrote a lot of oc stories when i was younger, largely for warrior cats settings/spinoffs, so i don't think i had a specific ship i was into? i read a lot of genfic (again, warrior cats fan).

Which ship would you consider your first one?

like i said, i didn't really have a "ship" for a long time, but in 2013 i was gifted the first l&co book and it prompted me to get much more seriously into fandom, so.......locklyle, i guess (i had yet to discover gay people, which is very ironic if you consider certain facts about my life).

Your first fanfic was about which couple?

again, locklyle! i actually deleted the fic i wrote, rewrote it, and reuploaded it years after i had first written it.

Do you remember the first couple you saw fanart of?

i think it was wc art? probably sandfire (gay cats weren't exactly..............in, yet).

Have you ever gotten into ship discourse?

no. i refuse to do so. if i hate a ship i'll complain about it to my friends to let off steam and then continue on with my life. i'm here to have fun not spend my limited spoons on arguing about fictional characters. if there's one person or people who post a lot of ships i don't like i'll block or avoid them.

Did you use to have any NOTP or have one currently?

yeah but i'm not going to say them because i would rather not get into an argument about things with people. beloved friends can probably guess though.

Who were the couple in the last fanfic you read?

uhhhhhh fuck. i think. hang on. du cheng/shen yi (this is @lunarriviera's fault).

Currently, do you have any OTPs?

[shakes dmbj] yes. (mainly tiesanjiao as a romantic pairing. i have written quite literally 100k+ about them u_u)

Is there any couple that, to this day, you are extremely mad about not getting together?

i was going to say nygmob in gotham but then i remembered. [YOU cat meme] syfy magicians. ohhhhhh i have so many words in my head and rage in my heart and hatred of showrunners and the way the show was handled later on and—whatever. whatever. it's fine. i still have a life in the day.

Is there any ship you used to dislike but now you think they are kind of interesting?

uhhhhhhhhh fuck. um. i can't think of anything on this aspect but i have the opposite. when i first got into tgcf i was neutral on fq but as i read more i got more and more annoyed that people were ignoring the clear class dynamics at play and how that complicated and complicates their relationship and instead just pigeonholing them into the enemies (rivals) to lovers mould.

Do you have any ship that, in the past, would've been considered normal but now you would be cancelled over?

what's the view on firetiger these days because that's probably the only one i can think of.

What is your favorite crack ship?

i don't really read crackfic? i like crackfic but i prefer crack taken serious—WAIT. I JUST REMEMBERED. tony stark x thomas barrow. if you know who that is you probably know the exact fanfic i'm talking about. that's probably the only crackship i can think of that has left any sort of impression on me. no idea how it holds up currently since i only read it once at like 4:00am but yeah it was fun.

What is the couple you read the most fanfics about?

numbers-wise probably either newmann or hualian. probably hualian? emotional support godghost couple <3

What do most of your ships usually have in common?

deeply fucked up people who find meaning in each other, probably.

What you absolutely hate in a ship?

destroying a character's personality to make the ship work. i love shipfic but fuck you i want those characters to be in character. i don't care if it makes the ship "more fucked up" that's actually fun in my opinion.

tagging..................uhhhhh @lunanoc @lungache @owengrose @lasenbyphoenix @mhaccunoval @butchybats and anyone else who wants to play!

[p03swife]

Sacrificing Ouroboros every day until I get its stats to 100,003/100,003, Day 1

Time: 4 hours, 10 minutes and 6 seconds

Progress: 3,000 out of 100,003

Date: 11/15/2024

Sped-up footage under the cut, but flash warning!!

Anyways, hello tumblr!! I'm back to posting, I'm happy to be here again!! ^u^ This is a new little project that I have going on right now, I'm super excited about it! I'm on Day 3 currently, so I'll be posting the previous two days before I post Day 3 here.

Here's a rundown on my setup for this: I'm only doing Act 1, and only sacrificing Ouroboros during The Moon. Every day until I reach 100,003, I'll be sacrificing Ouroboros exactly 3,000 times (until the last day, which will be a little more)! The reason why I have to end the fight at 3,000 sacrifices is because past that point, the game cannot handle the amount of bone tokens that are being produced, and starts lagging more with each token that is spawned in. The reason why I'm doing Act 1 is because this is always where I do it! I like to see my Ouroboros in every Act.

I cannot wait to see the finished Ouroboros!! I hope everyone else is excited too! <3 Also, I haven't said this on any other platform, so tumblr exclusively gets this secret: I already have plans for another challenge in Inscryption right after this is done!!

Again, flash warning! Please be safe viewing, this clip is VERY sped up to fit tumblr's media upload limit.

Update 11/30/2024: I've changed the audio codec for higher quality audio! Videos before this post will be reuploaded with higher quality audio as well!

[perceivedregret]

an update on my extended hours fic (which is currently on hiatus) can be found below the line for anyone who may be reading it here on tumblr, were there from the start and wondering when the next update is, and/or wondering why they can no longer find the fic on ao3

alright so....

it's been about 3 months since i last updated it. i have the next part half written and mostly outlined but, unfortunately, i ended up losing some motivation for the entire AU as other ideas started eating away at me. and if anyone has been there since the beginning, they may have noticed that i ended up deleting the entire work from ao3...

but! that being said, i do plan to reupload/edit it into something to consume on ao3 (hopefully in the near future) as a collection of oneshots in a series.

why am i doing this?

i believe these changes will not only help alleviate some of the pressure i felt to complete the AU, but i think it will also allow readers to easily consume what, admittedly, is an idea that truly got away from me.

this will allow each part of the series to be more accurately tagged and rated. previously uploaded chapters that can be tied together will be condensed into one work as part of the series and will be marked as completed. any and all additions that may or may not be added in the future will be handled the same.

it was the first fic that i ever started writing and uploading. i've learned a few things about my writing, ao3 as a site, and in general how i want to present my works for folks to read. hope this update helps answer any questions anyone may have had about it!

[idrellegames]

Hello! First, I want to say I love your game and the world you've created in it. Its abolutely one of my favorites! Secondly, I have quick question. I played the game last time much before April and decided today to visit it again and used my old saves. (I hope this doesn't spoil for anyone) I got with my old save to the Count's villa, had that ordeal there but after checking my stats and seeing it was all weird I started a new game and it seems to stop after the map selection altogether? Tried to scroll through here in your tumblr about it but couldn't find anything, hence this ask. Have I just missed an update info or is it a bug? I am sorry if this ask is a bit weird. Thank you in advance, I hope you have a great day and are keeping well during this ongoing pandemic!💕

Hi, thanks for reaching out! I’m glad you’re enjoying the game. <3

Wayfarer underwent a major update on April 10th that reconfigured the way the game handles skills and skill checks. Because the numbers are different, that’s why the stats from your pre-April save file are messed up. You can see the full changelog for Version 1.0.4 here. 

Depending how you saved your game (downloaded a save to your hard drive and reuploaded it or used the browser save slots), you may also want to clear your browser history before you start a new file. 

There are currently two major routes in Chapter 1. The Chapter 1 A Route, which results in the boss fight at the Count’s villa, is complete. The Chapter 1 B Route is not. If you reached any of these story events:

Fought Kane in Rat Alley

Went to the Docks and turned down Zenaida’s contract

Went to the Docks and failed to persuade Aeran to accept Zenaida’s contract

Then you are on the incomplete B Route, the game will end after you choose your first Exploration area and set your nickname. 

If you encountered another issue (a blank passage, no options to proceed, basically anything that isn’t the “Demo End” screen that prevents you from continuing), you can submit a bug report with as much detail as possible so I can track down the error. 

Hope this helps! 

[callmeunstable]

Angels & Demons - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Characters: Reader, Godling, Savilla

Summary: Alva tries her best to adapt to her current lifestyle. Savilla helps her by teaching her the ways around this world. But some dangerous forces are on their way. And a familiar face shows up.

Warnings: Monsters, Cursing, Blood

Words: 2.000+

A/N: Hey! This is the third part of my fic. I accidentally deleted this part as well as the second part so I had to reupload. I hate myself and I cried .

Disclaimer: GIF’s and PNG’s are taken from Tumblr and are not mine! Credits to the creators!

Tags: @marvelbrat @charliestuff

Song: I thought this fitted the scenery

Alva adapted slowly. It was important that if she wanted to pass as a villager she had to develop. Where she came from, who her parents were and why she came.

And they came up with an easy background story. Alva was the daughter of two Medics, Drarnoz and Isada of Verden. Verden is one of the minor kingdoms in the North, located at the very mouth of the river Yaruga, with Kerack and Brokilon on its northern borders and Cintra in the south, just on the other side of the river. After her parents died in a brutal raid of their village Alva sought a sanctuary by a family friend Savilla living in Riverdell. She took the orphan in.

James brought Alva the Ducates he had collected over the years which made up a small fortune. He promised to bring her every coin he’ll find in the future.

That’s how Alva started her life in a small village. Savilla had an extra bed for her and she didn’t mind sharing her food and clothes.

“You are pretty bad at healing you know that? You’ve been here for almost a month.” Savilla always made fun of the way the girl was bandaging or trying to figure out which plant was good for the specific treatment.

“I just don’t understand how you can separate all of these. They look all the same.” Alva sighed and took a seat. Trying to figure out which herbs were able to calm a burn.

“This isn’t your desire and I get it. It’s not your fault. And I maybe have something set up for you.” The mage smirked while she picked big orange blossoms from her garden. “Merigold, Alva. One of the herbs that can potentially save lives.”

“Don’t change the subject. What did you do?” The girl gave her a doubtful look while watching her picking even more blossoms.

“The tavern in the village. They need a servant. The old one got scared off because the olds kept trying to seduce her and she felt uncomfortable. But I figured you’d be perfect for the job.” She walked inside with a full basket in her hands.

“Are you insulting me or what are you trying to say?” Alva hurried after her, stumbling while getting up.

“You need to get better at walking when you want to serve the folks.” The maid laughed and started to cut the flowers into small pieces.

“But to get back to your question, no. But you are tough and have a huge temperament. Exactly what a good servant needs. The old douches won't have it easy with you.”

Alva let out a loud sigh.

“And I should warn you. They acquire you to look … a certain way.”

“I’m not going to dress like slut and shake my booty.”

“Yes…alright. Anyway, that was not what I was trying to say. They want you to wear your hair down and a dress that will make you look pretty but still can get stained.”

“That’s fine by me but why exactly do they want me to keep my hair down?”

“Maybe they liked it. You know the time we got some bread? That’s when the tavern owner offered me this position.”

The girl hummed in agreement.

“They’ll pay you well. You need that money if you want to find a way back. Mages aren’t cheap. They usually work for kings and queens.” Sevilla stopped with the chopping and went still for a couple of seconds. Her gaze went up and she looked Alva straight into the eyes. She hated that look. It never meant something good.

“You want me to find a different mage?” The girl was confused. How was she supposed to find one? She has no contacts whatsoever and it’s not like she could call the information desk to give her a number.

“I’m not sure who I want you to find for now. It's dangerous out there. I need to find out who I can trust with you. I don’t want you to get captured.” The mage was serious. She liked the girl and felt the urge to protect her. She was sure it was her duty in this life. To help this girl around her world and keeping her safe until she found a way to get back.

“Why would they? I mean I’m not that special and I pretty got at acting old like you.”

“I know. But if they see anything strange in you, just some glance. They don’t need a good reason anymore to imprison the people. It’s getting rough out here. Cintra will lose the next battle. Nobody in this kingdom wants to hear it but you can feel the tension in the air. The Niflgaards are coming and we need to be prepared when they do.”

“Are they like Germany in the Second World War?”

“You do know that I have no information about that.”

“Let me explain. World War II was a global war involving fighting in most of the world and most countries. Like shit went down. Most of the world's countries, including all the great powers in our world, fought as part of two military alliances. They fucking hated each other. World War II was the largest and deadliest conflict in all of our history. It involved more countries, cost more money, involved more people, and killed more people than any other war in our history. About 80 million people died. It included massacres, the Holocaust, strategic bombing, starvation, disease, and the only use of nuclear weapons against civilians in history. Like they could fly bombs from one country to the other through the air and just let them explode wherever they wanted to. It was horrible but I wasn’t alive when that happened.”

The mage had listened carefully only to realize that their worlds aren't that different. “You have to understand that the Nilfgaardian Empire is the most powerful in the history of the known world. It is located in the southern part of the Continent and boasts both a thriving economy and a strong, well-trained army with talented commanders.

It has expanded mostly through the conquest of foreign countries, which were then turned into provinces of the Empire. The Empire's inhabitants believe that "real" Nilfgaardians are only those born in the heart of the Empire and not those born in the conquered provinces. All of them are ruthless. Killing anyone and anything that’ll come in their way. We need to be careful and prepared.”

“So you think they’ll just walk in here like they own this place.” The girl felt she was pulled into something like Lord of the Rings style. Everyone wants to kill the other race. What was happening in this world?

“They won’t pretend that they own these lands, they will fight until they own the whole continent. Saying they want to protect the citizens but slaughter the like an animal for fun. I want you to be prepared that not everyone in our world will respect you, especially because you’re a woman. I don’t want anything to happen to you.” Sevilla meant every word she said.

“That’s why I want you to be protected. Here.” She opened the wooden closet and pulled out a silky cloth. “Take it, I have my own. And I won’t need it, I still have the chaos inside of me that’ll help me if needed. I hope you never need it.”

Alva received the loth and lifted the cloth. Underneath there was bedded a silver dagger. It was heavy, but still manageable with one hand.

“Come on, I’m not going to stab anybody. This is not Assasin’s Creed.” She held up the dagger and inspected the weapon. It was beautiful, looking exactly like something a video game character would keep under their robe.

“I’m not joking around Alva! I want you to work so we have enough Ducates in the case of an emergency. If you’re not willing to protect your one life no one else will. I can protect you as far as my power goes but everything is limited. At this point, you don’t have a choice. If you want to get back to your world you need to adapt completely! Do you understand?” Sevilla handed her a scabbard possibly fitting for the dagger.

“No need to be rude.” Alva took and let the weapon slide smoothly into it.

“Attach it to your belt. It's best if you keep it on you at all times. Even while you sleep.”

The girl nodded and pulled her dress up to gain access to the pants she was always wearing underneath. She tied it around her waist and let loose of her dress.

“I understand but I hope I’ll never have to use it.”

“Me neither.”

-

The next weeks went on smoothly. Alva tried her best to lie to herself. If she realized that she left her entire family and friends behind, everything she loved. She didn’t know if she could handle the pain and panic that would appear again. She remembered her first week here. It was exhausting. She didn’t want to stand up and live in a world she didn’t belong. The only thing keeping her from ending it all was the promise Sevilla gave her.

She will bring her back. No matter what is going to happen. She’ll find a way out. And if she could get back, she can’t give up. That wasn’t an option. But she couldn’t think about it anymore. The pain that would crawl up into her chest even if she only thought about it for a second. It was unbearable.

Alva tried to act like new her role this life. At least for now. Her dad was Drarnoz of Verden and her mother was Isada of Verden. She was an orphan. Currently serving at the tavern where she was allowed to live with a family friend. Sevilla. That’s all she needed to remember.

Usually, no one asked about her past. That wasn’t a thing in this village. As soon as Alva said the word ‘orphan’ no more questions were asked.

She liked her job at the tavern. It was an easy way to meet new people and experience the world fully. Adapting day by day. But still being herself. Everyone loved the way she talked. Foolish but skeptical. No man was able to win her or flirt with her. She shut them down real quick.

Today was such a day

It was an afternoon and everyone was ending their work for the day coming to the tavern to get a well-deserving drink and sometimes a meal, but Alva knew by experience you shouldn’t eat the food of this tavern. Dossar, the owner, didn’t know how to cook but he surely wasn’t giving up on an opportunity of getting more money.

The folks around the area knew never to ask for a meal but it was always a pleasure to see the look on a travelers' face.

Alva was serving everyone with a kind smile but some men interpret this as a sign to flirt with her. Woldor, a farmer, decided to try his luck today. He was trying to gain her attention by whistling at her and holding up his cup of beer. Only for her to come and check if he needed a refill. But at his point, she was ignoring his calls and gestures.

But the man didn’t stop. So Alva thought it was her time to shine.

“I’m not an animal! You can’t win my attention by whistling at me and calling me with sloppy pick-up lines! Cut it before I start acting like one.”

“I’ve never been threatened so adorably before.” Woldor and the men sitting beside him star to burst out into laughter and continued drinking.

“Yes well, I’m about to adorably kick your fucking arse.” The laughter silenced and the men stared at the girl.

“This isn’t going to end well is it?” Her coworker Cozlo walked up to her and tried to calm her down, by laying his arm around her shoulder. Alva liked him. He was a good friend and was amazing at keeping her out of trouble when she had a tantrum. This was one of them.

“Fuck no.” The girl wanted to jump at the man and rip his eyes out. He was the one that couldn’t take no for an answer. He was harassing her since the day she started to work as a servant.

Getting ready to throw some punches Cozlo grabbed her by her waist and picked her up.

“Let me down! Let me show this bitch what my adorable hand can do around his throat! I want to see if he still thinks their pretty when I choke him!”

“I think I’m in love with you my dear!” Woldor called out for her while sipping on his beer.

“That’s fucking unfortunate!” Alva was yelling across the tavern while trying to fight her way out of Cozlo's grip.

“You are significantly more destructive than I was anticipating.” That was Cozlo's response after Alva successfully freed herself and was ready to throw fists.

“Enough!” The dark voice of Dossar echoed between the walls. “Woldor get your arse out of here before I tell your wife that you're harassing my servant again!” The tall and bear-like built man stepped in front of the counter and was ready to throw him out with his own hands.

“Can’t take a goddamn joke, can ya?” The farmer grumbled some swearings under his breath and tossed his payment on the table before leaving the bar with his men.

“Next time leave a fucking tip, bastard.”, Alva shouted out through one of the windows and held up her middle finger. “Fuck that dude.”

“You did well Alva, let me admit that.” Dossar gave her a thumbs up and headed back to the kitchen area.

The conflict calmed down and the girl started to clean the table the men had left as a mess. Scrubbing the sticky beer of the top.

“May I compliment you on your skill of handling this rude of a man, my beautiful Lady.”

Alva turned around and in front of her stood unmistakably a bard. The usual costume they were wearing gave it away in an instant. But the lute that was strapped on his back made it even clearer. The man wasn’t older than probably 30 years old. His clothing had seen better days and his brown hair was all messed up.

“Thanks, I guess.” The girl wasn’t in the mood for a conversation so she continued scrubbing the table.

“My name is Jaskier if I may introduce myself. I’m the new bard in town.”

“What brings a bard like you in a village like this?”

“I expected a job, which was me kindly offered by the master of this tavern. A nice man. Allowed me to show off my talent every evening.”

“Good for you Jaskier.” She wasn’t trying to be mean but the bard was definitely flirting and she just wasn’t in the mood for another thirsty mean.

“That makes us workmates if I’m not mistaken? I look forward to seeing more of you…?” It was obvious that he waited for her name and the girl let out her sigh while turning toward him.

“Jaskier, I don’t mean to be rude but I had men trying to marry me at least 4 times today. And a dozen of them were just trying to bring me to bed. So please, if you stop that flirty behavior I will see you as my workmate and friend. But that’s all I can offer.

“Of course, Alva. I didn’t mean to upset you in any way. I’m glad I found a friend already. My last company wasn’t that welcoming.” A half-hearted smile was on his face and he scratched the back of his head.

“Why? Were you trying to flirt with them too?” Alva smirked and put her hand friendly on the shoulder of Jaskier.

“Oh no. Trust me. That would have been very … disturbing, may I say so. I see around Alva.”

“Yes, Jaskier. I’ll see you around.”

[aquaticalay]

For Something Greater .Chapter One.

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: (Y/n) is an active duty Navy SEAL Commander, the first and only woman to ever be a SEAL. When two American spies are captured during a reconnaissance mission at a HYDRA base in Transia, (Y/n) and her team are forced to team up with The Winter Soldier to rescue the captives. Being wary of the avenger, she agrees to do one mission with Barnes, and one mission only. But after an unexpected turn of events, her team and Barnes must work together to finish what they started, while (Y/n) and Bucky try to sort out their complicated feelings. (Set six months after Endgame.)

Words: 2000+

Warning/s for this chapter: mild Endgame spoilers, cursing, mentions of war violence

Warning/s for the series: Endgame spoilers, cursing, war violence, eventual smut

Note: Transia is a fictional European country appearing located between Romania and Serbia. (Marvel comics)

Recommended: listen to Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes while reading this chapter

(I reuploaded this because last time it didn't show up in the tags)

Nobody thought you would make it.

Not even those closest to you.

When you were 18, you heard that that women were now allowed to serve combat roles in the military, and you were ecstatic. You joined the navy and didn’t tell anyone until a week before your plane took off to go to boot camp in Chicago.

The boot camp was separated, male and female. You made friends with some of the aspiring recruits, but they all laughed at you when you said you wanted to be a Navy SEAL. You were a girl, they thought, and girls aren't supposed to become SEALs.

You ignored them.

You joined the boys in the crash course on the physical standards required to even attempt to become a SEAL, and to prepare you for BUD/S, Basic Underwater Demolition/SEAL Training.

You heard your fair share of judgement, of people talking behind your back.

“That girl? You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“She won’t make it.”

“Watch her cry home to her mama.”

“I bet she won’t last through Hell Week.” “I bet she won’t even make the selection.”

This fueled your motivation, turned it into anger and aggression.

And you passed the first selection. You not only met, but excelled the standards of swimming, push ups, pull ups, sit ups, and running.

You surpassed nearly everyone in training, despite being a girl.

Then came Hell Week.

During Hell Week, candidates participate in five and a half days of continuous training. Each candidate sleeps at most four hours during the entire week, runs more than 200 miles, and does physical training for more than 20 hours per day. It was tough on you. Hell, it was tough on everyone. Almost half of the candidates failed or quit during Hell Week. The boys who talk behind your back mostly quit during Hell Week. But not you. You stayed strong, a goal in your mind. You were going to make it. You were sure of it.

Throughout Hell Week, your instructors remind you that you could quit anytime, almost taunting. But they were tougher on you, because you were a girl.

“Why do you put yourself through all this, girl? Just be a nurse or something! You know you want to.” an instructor snickered.

You mustered up your strength and shouted for all the candidates to hear, “No, Sir, I’m staying right here!” Your voice echoed through the air like a breeze.

During Hell week, there was an exercise to test the breaking point of each candidate.

Surf Torture is laying in 6 inches of water where the white wash rolled in from the surf. That’s it. You lay there with all the other candidates in cold water for an unknown amount of time, as waves washed over your face. After a few hours, it was starting to drive some crazy.

“We aren’t getting out until 3 people quit, we’ve got nowhere to be, we can do this all night long… all you need to do is quit. It’s easy!” your instructor yelled.

All you need to do is quit…

You were not going to do that.

After 2 hours, a candidate quit. Another one after 6 hours, and the last one after 9 hours.

But you made it.

You made it through the first phase, the second, and the third, and eventually became a full-fledged Navy SEAL, the first woman to ever graduate. You checked in to SEAL team six, white squadron, and got deployed for your first assault ops in Syria.

After that operation, you went on another, then another, then another, until you worked yourself up to where you are now.

Now, you were a commander, leading the white squadron.

You made history, and you’ll continue making them.

-

Today, you got a briefing call.

Another day at work, right?

You gathered your team, six men you trusted with your life, as SOCOM officers briefed you on your new mission.

You sat at the end of the table, three of your men on your right, three on your left. On your right were Jones, McCoy, and Miller, on your left were Woods, Harris, and Lawson, all with a familiar look on their faces that said, Here we go again. Let’s get this over with.

These were your brothers, your family.

“As you know, two CIA agents have gone missing earlier this week during an undercover mission in Transia to locate possible terrorist activities near the border. We lost them, and hadn’t heard a word from them, until now.” the SOCOM officer said, “Black Squadron have identified suspicious Hydra activity around the area, and they have located a warehouse in the Transian mountain range, which we believe may be where the spies are being held.”

“Hydra?” Miller asked, “I thought they didn’t exist anymore.”

“So did we,” the officer said, “But then we got intel that Hydra is slowly rebuilding itself.”

“Are we sure it’s Hydra?” You asked.

“Yes,” the officer confirmed.

“Are we sure the spies are there?”

“Not a hundred percent, no,” the officer explained, “They could’ve risked tipping off Hydra if they got too close.”

You sighed, and smiled at your team. You gave them a look that said, Well, what’s new?

“Command agrees it’s enough info to send a team into the area. There’s a safe house seven klicks from the target, and our allies have arranged ground transportation to the ORP,” the officer said.

You shifted uncomfortably in your seat. “Allies?” you asked.

The officer gave you a faint smile, “Since it’s Hydra, we decided to form an alliance with the Avengers. Assisting you on this mission is The Winter Soldier.”

Whispers rose among your team.

“James Barnes?”

“War hero, right?”

“Wasn’t he the one who killed JFK?” “Yeah, and Howard Stark, too.”

“Enough,” you silenced your team, and they complied.

You stood up, “With all due respect, sir, my squadron can handle this alone.”

“This is Hydra we’re talking about,” he said, “You need all the help you can get.”

“He’s an Avenger,” you sneered, “I’m not working with one of them.”

“He served in the army,” the officer said, “You’ve worked with the army before.”

You raised your eyebrows, “That was 1945,” you said, “He’s an Avenger now. He won’t follow my orders.”

“Who said he’d be following your orders?” he said, “He will be leading with you. Side by side.”

“No,” you said sternly.

“This is non-negotiable,” The officer stared down at you.

“Fine,” you said, “One operation only.”

The officer gave you a half-hearted smile and a small nod, then looked to your team, “Wheels up. Four hours.”

-

Four hours wasn't enough. It has never been enough for anybody, but that was okay, because you've gotten use to never having enough time.

You packed you bag in the locker room of the white squadron, your team bickering playfully and laughing in the background. Diego Miller, Logan McCoy, and Ian Lawson were currently playing Go Fish around the table. Nolan Woods and Collin Harris were having a small but intense chat about the Winter Soldier. Lastly, there was a new kid who just checked in your squadron two months ago, Oliver Jones, frantically checking for everything in his pack. He's 19, was an NYU law student, and has only ever gone on one operation, and that was only a recon op without expected confrontation.

Despite graduating at the top of his class, this was still his first hostage rescue op, with high possibility of violent confrontation, and it was a big deal.

You trained him and hand picked him for the white squadron. You knew he was exceptional, but the first offense mission was still the first offense mission.

You remembered your first SEAL operation. It was a nerve-wrecking experience, an assault mission that nearly got your teammate killed.

What was even more terrifying, was that it was the first time you ever killed. You killed someone, and you hadn't realized that he was just-

"Commander?" Jones asked, snapping you out of your dark thoughts. His voice didn't indicate his nervousness but his eyes gleamed of a certain worry that could only be fear that he tried to surpress. It was a familiar gleam, one that you've experienced yourself. But he'll get over it, like you do. He'll have to. He doesn't have a choice.

"Yeah, Jones?" You answered, packing the last of your thing in your bag, closing your locker. You turned towards him.

"When was your first kill?" He asked, his voice not wavering. He was good at hiding his feelings, and that was good.

You raised an eyebrow, "Too many years ago," you replied, "why?"

"Did you ever know who it was?" He asked again.

"No," you said. It wasn't exactly a lie. You didn't know his name, where he came from. But you saw his face after he was dead and... the reality had overwhelmed you. You did what you had to do.

"How do you get over it?" He asked, his voice still not faltering.

"Over what?" You asked him, "The guilt? Or the realization that you have just taken a life?"

He nodded, "Both."

"You don't. You live with it for the rest of your life," you said faintly, "Whether or not the burden destroys you, is up to you."

"I'm ready," he said sternly, and you gave him a small chuckle as you squeezed his shoulder in reassurance, "No one is ever ready."

You walked past him and to the other boys. "Eyes on me!" You called, and your team stopped doing whatever they were doing and listened to you.

"We're about to go to a Hydra base with the Winter Soldier. We're here to rescue the spies, but we're bound to find some weird shit. Weapons, experimental particles, biological weapons, whatever. Take some with you back to base for intel if you find any," you said, "But this is still a US military mission. Anything we find there will be brought back to SEAL base, not to the Avengers. Watch out for Barnes, and what he brings back."

"What do you have against the Avengers, Commander?" Harris asked, "They saved the world. They brought us back."

Harris were one of those who disappeared. He was the only one who disappeared in your team.

Harris, like everyone else, was brought back six months ago. If he had any trauma tied to the experience, he didn't show it.

"I have nothing against them," you mentioned sincerely, "I'm glad they brought you back. I really am. But this is still a government operation, and the Avengers have a bad history with the government."

-

You climbed up the hatch of the cargo aircraft with the rest of your team.

You were already in your uniforms.

Your uniform color depends on where you're going.

Since you're going to the snowy mountains of Transia, the color today is white, like the name of your squadron.

The white squadron, your team, is a little different from other teams. While other squadrons used standard-issue uniforms, you wore kevlar suits, even almost resembling Captain America's stealth suit. While the other squadrons wore helmets, you wore no such protective head gear. You didn't need it. Your goggles were already fitted with night vision and various other settings, and your mask made it possible for you to breathe under water without an oxygen tank. While other SEALS had regular standard-issue fins that they had to take off after swimming, you had retractable fins that were stored within the fabric of your suit. The only thing that was normal was your choice of firearms, your utility belt that was filled with ammunitions and various other explosives, including grenades and smoke bombs, and lastly a golden trident pin that was the only thing that contrasted with the color of your uniform. The pin, however, was hidden from view. It rested under the uniform, against the thin shirt between your skin and the kevlar suit. Invisible, but always there. Undetected, but ever present. It was the universal symbol for all SEALs.

But your team weren't like the other SEALs.

Your team was special, because to the world, the white squadron didn't exist.

You were a secret SEAL team, with special set of skills that surpassed all others. You could take down a super soldier, not because you were stronger, but because you were better. Strategy over brute force, quality over quantity.

The very few people who have encountered your squadron and survived called your team 'The White Death.'

A very fitting name, indeed.

You got in the plane, the boys trailing not far behind you.

And there he was, The Winter Soldier, sitting on one of the benches, double-checking his rifle.

His hair was tied back into a bun, and he stood up when he saw the group coming.

"Which one of you is Commander (L/n)?" He asked. The first person he locked eyes with was you, for a few seconds, but his gaze quickly averted to the boys, scanning them. He was looking for the Commander, and he didn't think it was you.

Typical.

You stepped out and looked up at him in the eye. "You're looking at her, Sergeant Barnes."

Bucky flinched a little, indicating his surprised look, but covering it up as soon as he realized he was showing physical signs of his shock. He raised his eyebrows and broke his gaze on you, "We've got work to do."

Well, this was gonna be fun.

-

Terms:

Op: operation (mission)

SOCOM: Special Operations Command (Organization that gives orders to the US military)

Klicks: kilometers

ORP: Objective Rally Point 

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Note: I did the Google research about SEALs, Navy, and US military in general, but I do realize that the data might not be 100% accurate, so if I got something wrong, please let me know so I can fix it!

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High Content Wolfdog ᵔᴥᵔ

I originally wanted to give you 3 swatches but I didn’t had the time to work on it, so there’s only one for now. However, I may fix it later.

Here is Nymeria, a 2 year old high-content wolfdog. She is currently searching for her forever home! Because Nymeria is a high-content wolfdog, she will require a home that has had previous wolfdog experience. Ideally, she would like to live outside of a city and have space to run around, but she will need proper containment. Nymeria is used to being indoors but she can be destructive when left unsupervised. A suitable home for her would not have any young kids as she is a big girl and might accidentally knock them over. She also isn’t a fan of sharing high value items so a home that understands resource guarding is a must. As every other wolf dog, Nymeria is a shy and particularly smart lady so make sure you can handle her. Please no small pets such as cats.

cc used: (You must download the eyes; it will prevent you to have any issue, the wolf skin is also needed otherwise it is just a white dog)

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State of the Wall: 8-8-18

Some big History of Power Rangers news, some big DVD news, and various other things in this one!

Schedule of Upcoming Episodes 8/6 – Ravage 2099 #2 8/13 – Adventures of the Kool-Aid Man #2 8/20 – Tandy Computer Whiz Kids: Safeguarding the Environment 8/27 – Mr. T and the T-Force #4 Star Trektember 9/3 – Star Trek #2 (DC) 9/10 – Star Trek 2009 Comic Adaptation 9/17 – Star Trek: The Next Generation #4 9/24 – Star Trek #1 (Gold Key)

As always, the schedule is subject to change for any reason – particularly if something happens in my personal life that forces me to interrupt the regular schedule, as what happened in the last few months (in case you somehow haven’t heard – flooding in my basement, car crash, etc.). As such, one episode that I had originally scheduled for this block of episodes has been bumped and I HOPE to add it back in as a double feature for one of these weeks, but I make no promises because my schedule is very busy – especially around this time of year as I start gearing up for Longbox of the Damned. On that note…

Longbox of the Damned Two big things for Longbox that hopefully you guys can be made aware of! First and foremost is that the Longbox of the Damned 2018 Bumper Contest has begun! You can see more details HERE, but the short version is that like the last two years, you can submit an end-of-video bumper for Longbox and 31 of them will be shown off! The ending date is September 15th and the exact rules and regulations can be found in the video I just linked.

Otherwise, as per the Patreon Milestone, this year we’re having another Midsummer’s Nightmare! It’s a brief one – a four-episode Godzillathon premiering on Saturdays throughout August first on a regular Saturday Night livestream before then being made public on its own. Details can be found in THIS VIDEO, so check that out and I hope you enjoy them!

History of Power Rangers As a reminder, the Ninja Steel videos won’t be scheduled until the series is complete and it’s all out on DVD. As of right now, I have the first season of Ninja Steel on preorder, but Super Ninja Steel isn’t yet complete.

So of course a while ago when I announced I was going to be putting History of Power Rangers on youtube in new versions only and completely replacing the old versions, I was operating under the assumption that I could knock them out pretty quickly since I had the scripts done. However, due to storyline stuff in Atop the Fourth Wall, all the prepwork necessary for the 10th anniversary, my own personal life issues that keep getting in the way of everything, and just basically EVERY OTHER THING IN THE WORLD KEEPING ME BUSY it has taken far longer than I expected them to go back up.

I still want to finish their revised versions and make those the official version, but until I can finalize all that, I’ve uploaded them to Vimeo. There’s still the potential for them to be taken down for Copyright reasons, but at this point I’m willing to risk it. Even youtube is having issues with stuff now as they’ve revised their ContentID algorithm and some videos have been hit by multiple ContentID claims (sometimes not showing up until a few days after I reupload them). I want people to actually be able to see them, especially as people have been following the instruction to circulate the links and people have found them missing. So yeah, all History of Power Rangers videos are up now in SOME form – be it youtube or Vimeo.

Eventually, the new versions WILL supplant the old ones, but these ones should be a lot easier to download through Vimeo than they were on Vid.me, so feel free to pirate to your heart’s content the ones on Vimeo (as long as you don’t reupload them to youtube). Don’t worry about costing me revenue for downloading them – Vimeo doesn’t use advertising for its videos. If you still feel like contributing something for all the work (especially since the downside of Vimeo is that *I* have to pay to use it), feel free to buy a DVD, a t-shirt, sending money to the Patreon – it’s all good. Ooooor you can purchase a DVD digitally, which brings us to the next point.

Digital DVDs I’ve been talking about doing this forever, but it’s finally happened! One of the advantages of the Vimeo account is a digital distribution platform for the DVDs!

Vimeo has limitations depending on what kind of account you use for how much you can upload per week, so right now because of me having to upload all of History of Power Rangers, only volumes 1 and 2 are currently available for sale. However, volumes 2.5 and 3 WILL be available soon (most likely next week once the weekly restriction resets). I still need to discuss with Screenwave about selling the movie DVD’s contents online, but we’ll see about that.

In the meantime, you can check out volume 1 HERE and volume 2 HERE!

Unfortunately, due to my workload with everything else, I likely won’t have that volume 4 DVD I was teasing for October. Still, when it IS eventually released, there will be a simultaneous digital release on Vimeo.

Patreon Patreon-sponsored review slots will be returning in September! I don’t know if I’ll make a big announcement on social media when it happens, but that’s mostly because there will be a TON of people hoping to get them… and there will still only be two slots available.

As I discussed in the last State of the Wall post, the method of payment WILL change. When you get the slot, you will be charged $50 immediately and that will guarantee your slot. However, you also have to stay into the next month and be charged another $50 for a total of $100 to absolutely have it. Think of the first $50 as your down-payment. This should hopefully keep Patreon-sponsored episodes from overwhelming the schedule as it sometimes has done in the past. You can feel free to hang onto the slot longer if you want, but bear in mind I will STILL have the policy in place that you can only request a review once per year.

On another note, I wanted to ask you guys about something that’s been suggested by some of my colleagues. Patreon has two ways of paying for things – per video/content or per month. I go per month considering I like the stability of knowing how much I make per month plus I sometimes put A LOT of content out there – minimum of four videos with Atop the Fourth Wall. However, the thing about paying per video released is that I don’t have to CHARGE people for every single video put out (nor would I), so it’s not like, say, if it was October and you were a $2 patron that you’d suddenly get $64 charged for Longbox for that month. You can also put restrictions on how much you’re willing to pay – so if you were a $5 patron, but you don’t want to overspend, you could limit it and say “I cannot be charged for more than $10 for this month.”

This would likely alter how I do the reward tiers and if you ARE interested in me switching to per-video I’d love to hear suggestions on how you’d prefer the reward tiers be handled – is the $10 reward of getting your name in the credits now for anyone who has a minimum of $10 in a single month… or is it still just for the people who are pledging $10 per video? That sort of thing.

Let me know what you guys think!

Conventions Power Morphicon – As indicated in the Power Rangers Turbo vs. Beetleborgs Metallix review, I will be returning to Power Morphicon this summer! I was last there in 2010 when I had nothing to really show for it other than some minor name value for having done History of Power Rangers, but this time around I should have a live show and get to hang out with some other Power Rangers-related youtubers. Power Morphicon is on August 17-19 at the Anaheim Convention Center in Anaheim, CA! And as a reminder for that one, if you can’t attend to get the exclusive Lord Drakkon figure, you can purchase a non-attending badge and have it shipped to you! LionCon – Another Minnesota convention! I’ll be at LionCon at the River’s Edge Convention Center in St. Cloud, Minnesota on September 22nd-23rd! I’ll be doing a live show, selling stuff at a table – that kind of thing. Come on out and have some fun!

[echomach1ne]

You can call me echo. This blog is to most likely be retweet heavy than my art just like any of my other socials. Please note I do not always tag everything.

: 3 erm what the spruce

#artofecho <- my art tag ig

I am a small artist in my free time. Feel free to tag me if you made any fanart of my ocs so I don't miss it , had that happen too often.

( X ) <- You can find a little about me here. If you're not feeling for the click on the link here's a little about me. -You can also find my current public ocs here 16+ -> ( X )

CURRENT MAIN INTERESTS

early internet era / rage comics / mspaint comics

stick figure / stick ocs

fnf

pizza tower

WHAT TO EXPECT

I tend to post my already made artwork from my other socials. I do plan on posting fanart here just for fun! I will post my OCs on occasion but if you are interested on seeing more of that you can check out my twitter or insta.

I usually stay away from most fandoms and post what I deem funny or what I like. If you don't like what I like turn the other way or block. I am not interested in any drama.

CREDIT

You can use my fanart as whatever if you credit me, I do not allow any reuploads. I know i can't stop anyone but If it's not uploaded by this handle then it's not me. Please refrain from using my OCs as your used for your personal usage. If you commissioned me do whatever you want with it.

If you want to commission me keep an eye out on my twitter, I randomly open it at times.