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[kinglyqueenly]

Judging the dead isn't easy work.

But that is your job. Which souls go to Heaven, and which go to Hell?

As a demon yourself, you do have a vested interest in sending some people to Hell - your boss has given you a quota - not that he ever tells you what that is. But don't you feel a little bad for some of these people? 

The Grave Shift is a point and click narrative game about judging souls. Initially made for the Threshold prompt for #gameaweek2024, but updated with post jam content. Made by @nxcturnalknight (x), Robinicus, Madfizz, and zephyreds.

Play now on itch.io!

[hifishinteractive]

Rundead on Google Play

[xceltectechnology]

Transforming Gaming: How Unity 3D Shapes Modern Game Development

Unity 3D has become a disruptive force in the ever-evolving game industry, changing the way developers create, implement, and release immersive gaming experiences. Unity 3D's advanced features and adaptable design enable artists, from independent developers to large companies, to realize their ideas.

What is Unity 3D?

Unity 3D is a cross-platform game engine that offers tools for creating interactive 2D and 3D experiences. Known for its user-friendly interface and robust capabilities, Unity has become a cornerstone for game developers worldwide. Its versatility supports diverse genres and platforms, from mobile devices to virtual reality headsets.

Key Features that Revolutionize Game Development

Cross-Platform Compatibility: Unity 3D enables developers to build games once and deploy them across multiple platforms, including iOS, Android, PC, consoles, and VR systems. This capability drastically reduces development time and costs.

Realistic Graphics and Physics: Unity’s advanced rendering engine supports high-quality visuals, realistic lighting, and intricate physics simulations, ensuring immersive gameplay experiences.

Asset Store Ecosystem: The Unity Asset Store offers a rich marketplace of pre-built assets, scripts, animations, and plugins, helping developers speed up the creation process without sacrificing quality.

Powerful Scripting: With support for C#, Unity provides a robust scripting environment that allows developers to implement complex gameplay mechanics and AI behaviors.

Virtual Reality and Augmented Reality: Unity is a leader in VR and AR development, offering tools to build experiences for devices like Oculus, HTC Vive, and Microsoft HoloLens. Real-World Applications of Unity 3D

AAA Titles and Indie Games: Unity has been the backbone of popular games such as Cuphead, Hollow Knight, and Among Us. Its versatility caters to both high-budget productions and indie projects.

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The Future of Gaming with Unity 3D

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[yzzart]

Love your Tom blyth fics an unhealthy amount!!! I’m picturing reader and Tom being all lovey dovey at the premiers but playing it off as really good bestfriends UNTIL she goes to kiss him on the cheek and in instinct he turns his head to kiss her on the lips so they just say fuck it and hard launch there and then x

"An unplanned situation."

pairing: tom blyth x actress!reader

summary: a small gesture, with a sweet intention, revealed a promising secret.

word count: 1.359!

notes: i started this request in the morning and only had the opportunity to finish it a few minutes ago, forgive me for that, anon! — i hope you like it and of course, feel free to share ideas with me!

"Y/N, look here!"

Another request, among others, screams and countless flashes, was directed to you; being, theoretically, almost impossible to identify who had demanded your image. — There were so many voices mixing, not to mention the music in the background, but, you tried your best to pay attention to most of the cameras.

However, it wasn't anything you weren't used to; something that has already been normalized in your life.— And during the premiere of The ballad of songbirds and snake it was no different, and it was splendid; simply perfect. — Not to mention, the feeling of gratitude that grew in your chest.

Cameras and cell phones captured your every movement, your poses and the way your perfectly chosen dress was valued and highlighted on your body. — And how it matched the color palette of the film. — Everything was being recorded, at the exact moment, posted and commented on all social networks.

You had the opportunity to meet, talk and take photos with some of the cast. — It was so pleasant, the company and unity that everyone developed during the filming of the film was inexplicable and so adorable; you were grateful to have worked with so many talented people. — There were some people who were absent, until now, in your eyes, but you would definitely meet them again on the carpet.

And, of course, your eyes roamed the decorated room, matching the elements of the film, and crowded in search of a specific person. — It wasn't exaggerated words to say that you were starting to feel uncomfortable because he was missed; and the cameras recorded it. — Silent questions, which would be written, formed in the minds of the presenters and photographers.

Your boyfriend had yet to appear on the red carpet; perhaps he is giving a quick and curious interview or greeting someone. — That's what was going on in your head.

You and Tom had a secret relationship, ever since you met behind the scenes, in front of the world and all the cameras that may exist in it; something that was so risky and at the same time adventurous. — And that, as incredible as it might seem, you knew how to disguise it in front of your fans; even though they gradually became suspicious with comments, interactions and behind-the-scenes photos.

They were either smart or you and Tom were too far over the line. — This question was not important or essential for the moment. — And you considered each other best friends for interviews or responses to comments; you tried your best.

And so, Rachel sent countless screenshots of tweets, which talked about or mentioned the relationship between you and Tom, to you. — It's impossible to deny how funny it was.

Persisting in continuing to look for him and for a few seconds, your eyes meet his blue and so charming irises. — Its shade of blue was a magnificent and beautiful combination; something you would never get tired of admiring. —And there was no other thing, or anyone, that could take his eyes off you.

As if the only thing that mattered at that moment was you. — And everything around him simply disappeared.

"There you are!" — Tom walked towards you, easily as there weren't so many people on the carpet, and an enthusiastic smile forming on his lips; also accompanied by cameras and intense flashes. — "And so beautiful!"

Holding a part of your long and dazzling dress so as not to hinder your steps, you met him, and without wasting any time, hugged him. — A common gesture, and not so different or strange, for the spectators; so, you thought. — Tom's arms went around your waist, holding your protectively for a little while, while your arms positioned themselves around his neck.

Tom's fragrance, which you liked so much, filled your nose; it felt so good, and you felt your eyes weaken, contaminated by it. — And the british man was aware of that.

"You look perfect, always." — The older man distanced himself, just a little, and brought his face closer to your ear, wanting only you to hear. — "The most beautiful woman that has ever crossed my eyes." — The lenses probably captured a reddish pigmentation on your cheeks and it was not part of your makeup.

You placed one of your hands on his chest, and looking directly into his eyes; that shone at you, and it wasn't just because of the influence of the lights in your direction. — Tom's gaze was sincere, and passionate, intensely fascinating you. — He conveyed what he felt most with just his eyes.

And that was one of the facts about him that you were passionate about and recognized very well.

"Oh, shut up!" — Raising your hand and resting it a little away from your mouth, you laughed a little embarrassed and looked back at the cameras; remembering that they remained there and you knew that later you would see your interaction with Tom on some social media.

Again, a thing and situation you were used to.

"Look at that camera!" — A voice mingled among others, which requested the same request, asking you to take some photos together; something that would feed news, fans and press.

At no point, minute or second, did you and Tom remain distant or apart from each other; always a few steps close, hugging each other for photos and certain looks, completely indiscreet. — Even during brief interviews, as Blyth mentioned you or your character's work, you were silently watching. — One of the interviewers even commented on how cute she thought it was.

Tom's hand was on your waist, holding and almost covering you, making a quick caress in a few seconds and one of your hands was still resting on his chest; and you continued, of course, to be the focus of the cameras.

Quickly, with the intention of changing your pose and trying something new and also to take advantage of the fact that Blyth's face was almost close to yours, you decide to place your pigmented lips on his cheeks. — Such a cute and friendly gesture, and so common. —But, automatically and hastily, Tom turned his face away at the same time, without having in mind what you were, in fact, planning. — God, it was a shock; an absurd and completely intense shock.

For the first time that night, in that place and on those cameras, your lips touched Tom's lips. — It was very quick, good and surprising; and that definitely left a cold, freezing air in your belly accompanied by a desperate feeling in your mind. — Rumor has it that smoke was coming out of his head. — It was a peck, a quick and simple kiss.

When you separated, hurriedly, your eyes met Tom's once again; who were a little wide-eyed, expressing surprise. — Looking for something to say or do, just like you. — And you watched his lips curve into an almost smile, as if he was trapping him.

Shouts of enthusiasm and some possible whistles echoed throughout the immense place, along with some looks and expressions of surprise at what had happened. — And some people were worried if they had recorded the exact moment, of course. — Your fans were probably commenting frantically about what happened.

You really didn't know what to do but at no point did you move away from your boyfriend — now, official to the public — and keep your hand on his chest; as if it were, in fact, planned.

"A nice way to reveal it, huh?" — Tom laughed, relaxed and without a feeling of discomfort or uneasiness, he still had his hand on your waist; and he still squeezed you, then leaving you with another caress. — "I think." — He didn't look at the cameras, his orbits focused only on you.

They have always focused on you, regardless of what is actually happening; and that will never change.

"A nice way to reveal." — You repeated your words, but, as an affirmation and certainty; maybe, seeing how relieved Tom was, and not showing some kind of distress, your chest calmed down and you felt safe.

And soon, you and Tom became one of the most talked about topics on social media.

[lilmarshie]

Hi there! Since requests are open I believe, I'd like to request some HCs for Bob. Could you do some HCs talking more about being a member of the Thunderbolts while dating Bob, and just what reader's dynamic would be like with other members while dating Bob? I hope this makes sense, so sorry if it doesn't!

Loved By the Void

ft. the rest of the Thunderbolts*

Bob Reynolds x Reader Headcanons

A/N: Thank you so much, anon for the request! I hope that you enjoy! I really enjoyed writing these headcanons so thank you for requesting.

As always, thank you for all of the support with my headcanons and imagines. I love writing for the Thunderbolts.

- Your day to day interactions with Bob and the rest of the team help you significantly improve with your own personal development

- You become more confident, resilient, and compassionate evolving into a true leader

- As a team, you have to learn how to rely on each other, and be able to work together no matter what comes your way

- You and Bob both are symbols of resilience and stand strong against the evil that threatens you

- You both inspire the others to overcome their own personal demons as they try to reach their own goals

- You use your precious downtime to relax and recharge with the team during events or outings that help you to all come together

- These include movie nights or casual parties

- During training, you work closely with each member of the team, learning their strengths and weaknesses

- On missions, you develop specific strategies for working with each individual, maximizing their effectiveness while minimizing potential risks to yourself and the team

- You are the mediator of the team who helps smooth over conflicts within the team as well as, create a sense of unity

- Alexei is fun loving and boisterous, but he does have an overbearing presence

- He sees himself as a father figure to the team and is very vocal about his opinions on your relationship with Bob

- He teases Bob relentlessly but is secretly happy that Bob has found someone who cares about him

- Bucky is initially reserved and observant towards you

- He understands the burden of mental instability and is cautiously supportive

- He offers you quiet, practical advice on how to handle Bob's darker moments, drawing from his own experiences

- Ava remains detached and focused on her mission, but she respects your dedication to Bob

- She sees your relationship as a potential vulnerability but also recognizes your strength

- She might open up to you about her own struggles with her phasing abilities, finding a sense of camaraderie

- John is competitive and insecure, often trying to prove himself

- He might view your relationship with Bob as a sign of weakness, constantly questioning Bob's reliability

- However, he also respects your commitment and secretly envies the stability you bring to Bob's life

- Yelena is pragmatic and sharp-tongued

- She offers blunt, no-nonsense advice and isn't afraid to call out Bob's BS

- She appreciates your strength and resilience, seeing you as a valuable asset to the team

- She might share stories from her past, bonding over shared experiences of trauma and recovery

- The team loves having you around and you instantly became a valuable member of the team

- One who they can count on no matter what happens along the way

[radiantcircle-if]

The Radiant Circle

The Radiant Circle is a work-in-progress contemporary fantasy interactive novel with elemental magic, a heavy hand of romance, and a salt-sprinkle of mystery. The story is rated 18+ and may contain triggering content for some.

↪ introduction (updated 7/22/24) ⟢ demo (upcoming fall/winter)

You were born without any magic into a long lineage of sorcerers who serve the Night Circle—a division of the Radiant Circle, the central governing body that maintains order among sorcerers. Even now when you live outside of the magical community, you’re still required to report to the local leadership about the magic you still don’t have.

Of course, only after having accepted a life without magic, you awaken a latent magical power too great to be yours. Myths speak of such a sorcerer, a Resonant Soul capable of mastering all four elements, reincarnated throughout history to bring balance to the magic community. So little is truly known, but that can’t be you.

But what if it is?

Thankfully, as an investigative journalist, what you do best is hunt for the truth. To unravel the secrets of your soul, you’re forced back into the world of sorcery to navigate ancient rivalries and contend with those who may fear your newfound power and seek to bury it for good. 

Because while most didn't believe the myths to be true, others have been preparing for your return. Most of all? You four souls bonded to yours for eternity.

Play as the main character ⟢

Choose your name, appearance, gender, and sexuality.

Develop your personality as a harmonizer or disruptor—will you bring unity or will you bring destruction?

Gain mastery over elemental magic as the Resonant Soul—how much mastery in each element is up to you.

Travel the world while earning or losing influence through your decisions—will your reputation precede you or will you remain unknown?

Five romance options ⟢

Two pansexual men, one lesbian, and two gender-selectable romance options... and a hidden sixth romance option... with the potential for more to unlock later.

Four soulmates who will be revealed over the course of the story—your bonds, whether platonic or romantic, are yours to develop.

And if you don’t like romance, you can improve your friendships instead.

Or if you’re a misanthrope, deteriorate all your relationships to your liking.

Good endings? Check. Bad endings? Also check.

You ✦ 26-year-old journalist from Seattle, USA (ℹ) Rejected by the magical community because your magic never awakened, you once sought to understand why before later turning to a career of journalism to attempt to uncover truths that don’t have to do with magic. Your dissertation was titled “Unveiling the Hidden: A Comparative Study of Secret Societies and Their Influence on Modern Media." After landing your dream job as an investigative journalist, you're returning home to Seattle for your assignment.

⟡ tropes include main character (surprise! you're the main character), insider/outsider, the most wanted (because you are a…), person of mass destruction, (possible) living legend, (possible) lust object, (seemingly) cosmic plaything…

Arseau Nassiet ⟡ High Justicar 31-year-old water sorcerer (he/him) from Seattle, USA (ℹ) A talented water sorcerer, your older brother Arseau is well loved within the Night Circle's upper echelons, but he'd never brag about it. He has been away from home for over a decade, raising ranks within the circle alongside his best friend. He coordinates his visit home with yours during the holidays so he can see his favorite younger sibling (never mind that he has only one sibling—you).

⟡ tropes include protective older brother, brainless beauty (yeah, he's a himbo), the caregiver/caretaker, the confidant (if you want), the informant, nice guy (someone has to keep the peace between the Pico brothers), the reliable one...

César Pico (RO) ⟡ Archumbricar 31-year-old earth sorcerer (he/him) from Tijuana, MX (ℹ) One of the highest ranking earth sorcerers in the world, César is seen as the unofficial heir of the current Night Luminary—and he takes the role seriously. As your brother's best friend, he has been a permanent fixture in your life as far as you remember—another persistent reminder of the magic that has remained inaccessible to you and the community that left you behind. He's at least an attractive reminder, even if it's unfortunate that his rare smirk proves that he knows it.

⟡ tropes include the hero, the cold & brooding heir, older brother's best friend/forbidden love, age gap, opposites attract, danger deadpan, glory hound, tall dark & handsome (obviously) ⟡ solo-route (with a possible rivalry with his brother), borderline enemies to lovers, (possible first love), forced proximity, maybe the slowest burn

Rafa Pico (RO) ⟡ High Justicar 27-year-old fire sorcerer (he/him) from Tijuana, MX (ℹ) The younger brother of César....and also his left hand man even though he doesn't take his position within the Night Circle very seriously. He doesn't take anything very seriously except his freedom. Especially his freedom to flirt his way into anyone's good graces.

⟡ tropes include the explorer, the charming playboy, childhood/long time friend, (his) unrequited crush (on you), the (horny) bard, speed demon, hell seeker, elegant classical musician... ⟡ solo-route (with a possible rivalry with his brother), friends to lovers but he never really saw you as a friend, forced proximity, slow burn

Gazi Gharib (RO) ⟡ Photojournalist 28-year-old (she/her or he/him) from New York City, USA (ℹ) Your roommate and best friend ever since you moved to NYC, they're always ready to help you investigate something new and dangerous.

⟡ tropes include the innocent, the best friend, the encouraging charmer, the serial romeo, the casanova, agent mulder (the believer), empathetic communicator, spirited competitor, the klutz ⟡ solo-route or poly-route with Deniz, besties to lovers (and you can start at the lover bit if you'd like cause this one is a...), faaaaaast burn

Deniz Yılmaz (RO) ⟡ Private Investigator 26-year-old (he/him or she/her) from Istanbul, TR (ℹ) Your next-door-neighbor and childhood best friend. You haven't kept in close contact, but they're the first person you think of seeing when you visit home.

⟡ tropes include the jester, agent scully (the skeptic), street-smart investigator, hardboiled detective, erudite stoner, literal-minded/snark knight combo, childhood friends, loyal supporter, gadgeteer genius ⟡ solo-route or poly-route with Gazi, childhood friends (or was it more?) to lovers, (possible second chance romance...), somewhere between slow and fast burn

Dr. Noel Sung (RO) ⟡ Journalist 41-year-old (she/her) from London, UK (ℹ) Your graduate school mentor who you credit for preparing you to land a job at The New York Times as prestigious as it is. She's now your direct supervisor, and she has quite the assignment for you.

⟡ tropes include the magician, high-powered career woman, absent-minded professor(/former forbidden love?), age gap, charismatic intellectual, intuitive leader, pragmatic idealist, deadpan snarker, determinator, shrinking violet, (your possible unrequited crush on her goes here)… ⟡ solo-route, workplace romance (technically; she's your boss now), slow burn

An ancient, hidden society of sorcerers ⟢

The Radiant Circle is the central governing body that maintains harmony and order among sorcerers, as well as keep their community secret. It was originally formed and led by the Resonant Soul (called the High Guardian—this is you) and the most powerful elemental sorcerers of the time (called the Founding Guardians—these are the four souls bonded to you) as an alliance of sorcerers from across the New Kingdom of Egypt.

After its formation, the magical community grew, and eventually, the Radiant Circle was divided into four smaller regional circles called the Ephemeral Circles: the Night Circle (you know the most about this one), the Dawn Circle, the Day Circle, and the Dusk Circle. These four circles, also called luminariates, are the main governing bodies of the current world of sorcery. Every known family of sorcerers lives under the eye of the Radiant Circle and one of the four Ephemeral Circles.

Only the Resonant Soul can be the High Guardian of the Radiant Circle. Only the four souls bonded with Resonant Soul can be the Founding Guardians. During periods where the Resonant Soul or the Guardians aren’t alive, these positions are left vacant and the Ephemeral Circles meet as the Radiant Council annually instead. Unfortunately, it's been so long since there has been a Resonant Soul that there aren't many people left who remember who sits at the top of the hierarchy.

You live as a Threshold—an uninitiated sorcerer, typically a child who can't use magic yet—within the luminariate called the Night Circle. You sit at the bottom of the hierarchy, but every other sorcerer you know? César is an Archumbricar, the right hand of the Night Luminary and leader of the Night Circle. Arseau and Rafa are César's High Justicars, his right and left hands. Your dads even play a role, advising the Luminary from their position in the Night Weave.

A single soul that can control all four elements, reincarnated once again—you ⟢

Before you became the Resonant Soul, you were a child born without magic to two prominent sorcerers sometime before recorded human history begins. Back then, it was common to put the child of every sorcerer through a resonance ritual, even children of sorcerers born without magic who always died in the process. But where there's a will, there's a way, and someone really wanted you to live and created circumstances that bound your souls together—one into endless reincarnation and the other into endless immortality.

You meet the four original Guardians over the course of hundreds of years. Your bonds are unique and have chained the fate of their souls with yours so that they are reincarnated in an endless cycle by your side. Even so, you've lived more lives without them than with them, lived more lives without magic than with it. Almost as if you're fighting a losing battle against knowing your true soul.

Only the Resonant Soul can resonate with all four types of elemental magic, but your magic remains locked away until you regain your memories (how're you supposed to regain memories you don't remember you need to regain? then again, how safe would it be to give you all that power and no recollection of all the mistakes you've made?). The Guardians are known for their extraordinary abilities in one element; their magic isn't sealed away, only their memories (which still isn't convenient—how are you supposed to know who they are if they don't know who they are?).

⟢ retweets & asks are welcome! there is no better writing motivation ♡

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[vegageshsworld]

3D, 4D, and 5D realities!!!

today, we will dive into the world of differences between 3D, 4D, and 5D realities!

the 3D reality is a world where we often feel limited by physical boundaries. here, duality, fear, ego, and limited consciousness prevail. in the 3D world, there is often a struggle for power, control, and material possessions

as we transition to the 4D reality, we begin to realize that we are the creators of our lives, that we are not just victims of circumstances. in this dimension, time is perceived not linearly, but as a flow of events, where each moment matters. the 4D world opens up opportunities for self-improvement, self-development, awareness, and spiritual growth

however, the highest level is the 5D reality, where harmony, love, compassion, and light reign. here, we recognize the unity of all existence, expanding our understanding of ourselves as part of a broader cosmic picture. in the 5D world, we cease to experience fear, excessive anxiety, and doubt. we free ourselves from the belief in our own imperfection and open ourselves to interaction with higher dimensions of being!

each reality offers us specific lessons to experience and challenges to resolve. the transition to higher dimensions requires awareness, purity of intention, and readiness for transformation!

personally, i find myself "stuck" somewhere between 3D and 4D. i honestly admit that i cannot yet fully exist exclusively in 4D, but i am incredibly close to it!

[chroniclesofskz]

Serendipity in Seoul

Y/N had always been the quiet, dedicated MUA for Stray Kids, especially for the radiant Felix. Her role was one of both privilege and responsibility, as she was tasked with enhancing the visuals of the group, but more than that, she had grown emotionally invested in their journey. With every new song and concept, Y/N felt an undeniable connection to Felix, one that seemed to blossom quietly yet fervently with each interaction. She marveled at the way his laughter could light up a room and the kindness laced in his demeanor. Today was particularly special as they prepared for their comeback performance, the anticipation palpable and exciting. Excitement buzzed in the air, but Y/N felt an overwhelming mix of nerves and excitement, knowing that her role was crucial in making Felix shine even brighter than he already did.

After an intense rehearsal filled with high-energy choreographies and soaring vocal runs, the atmosphere was charged with adrenaline. Stray Kids’ unity and infectious energy had always inspired her, and seeing them all work so hard only intensified her admiration for the group. As Y/N stepped into the green room, she found Felix sprawled out on the couch, a soft, peaceful figure among the chaos of costume pieces and makeup kits. His tousled hair fell perfectly across his forehead, and a gentle smile graced his lips, reminiscent of a serene child lost in a dream. The sight made her heart flutter; he looked so peaceful, so cute, almost ethereal in the soft glow of the room that surrounded him. It was a moment of pure calm amidst the whirlwind of pre-show adrenaline, and Y/N couldn't help but admire him, hope swirling in her chest at the thought of the budding connection between them.

She sighed softly, her heart pounding in her chest as she thought about how she had developed a crush on him over the months. The way his eyes sparkled when he smiled, the hints of mischief in his laughter, and the care he showed towards his team made her heart race in a way she had never experienced before. Their playful banter and shared moments made her feel like there was something more there—an unspoken bond that lingered in the air between them. The urge to let him rest battled with her desire to wake him. “Felix, sweetie, you need to eat something and get ready, okay, my love?” she whispered, her voice laced with affection, her heart skipping a beat as she said those last two words, each syllable tinged with warmth.

Felix stirred at her gentle touch, his eyes fluttering open to meet hers, and Y/N felt a rush of warmth flood her cheeks. The way he looked at her, with those big, expressive eyes that held so much tenderness, made her heart race. “Okay, I’ll eat some crackers before the show while you do my makeup,” he replied in a soft and sleepy voice, his words slurring together slightly as if he could barely contain his fatigue. He propped himself up on one elbow, his expression adorably drowsy and relaxed, making it difficult for Y/N to focus. Watching him, she felt a warmth radiate from their connection, pulling her closer in a gravitational pull that intrigued her.

As he munched on his crackers, crumbs dusting his lips adorably, Y/N felt her heart swell. His innocent enjoyment of the simple snack made her smile; he had this childlike charm that captivated her. She realized that this was her moment—time seemed to stand still as she focused on his makeup, realizing she was lost in the rhythm of their easy companionship. Carefully, she applied each product, her fingers light yet steady against his skin, whispering little compliments here and there as she worked. She poured all her feelings into every brushstroke, making him look radiant while trying to keep her composure. A blend of excitement and nervous energy danced around them; the connection between them felt almost electric, as if they shared a secret world invisible to everyone else in the room.

As she re-applied his lipstick, the room was filled with a velvet silence punctuated only by their soft exchanges. Caught in his gaze, she felt herself getting lost in the moment—the warmth of his presence, the charm of his sleepy smile lighting up her heart. Just as she finished, he leaned in closer, his breath warm against her cheek, sending butterflies swirling in her stomach. “Your lips match the color of my favorite candy,” he teased with a sleepy grin, his playful spirit shining through the haze of sleep.

Suddenly, Felix surprised her. He stole a brief, unexpected kiss, his lips pressing softly against hers, a sweet culmination of all the unspoken tension that had been building between them. The innocent gesture caught Y/N off guard, and her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson. She pulled back, her heart racing as she tried to comprehend what had just happened. Felix’s eyes widened, mirroring her surprise, and he quickly added, “I’m so sorry,” he stammered, a hint of embarrassment creeping into his voice, punctuated by a soft yawn that made him appear even more endearing. “I didn’t know what came over me… but it felt nice,” he added, his cheeks tinged with pink as he looked down sheepishly, his fingers nervously playing with the fabric of his shirt. The sincerity in his voice made Y/N’s heart flutter faster, an echo of warmth enveloping the moment, transforming it into something magical.

Y/N’s heart danced with happiness, the rush of surprise and warmth washing over her. “It’s… it’s okay,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, feeling the heat of her blush creeping down to her neck. “I… I didn’t mind.” Those words, simple yet profound, felt like a bridge connecting them. It was a moment when reality faded, and all that mattered was the intimacy of their exchange.

There was a pause, an understanding lingering in the air between them, thickening it with unspoken feelings and newfound possibilities. “I just figured maybe you wouldn’t mind a sleepy kiss from your favorite snack,” he said with a cheeky grin that broke the tension, his sleepy expression transforming into playful mischief. Y/N couldn’t help but laugh, the sound bubbling up from her chest as she saw the twinkle in his eyes.

After that day, things shifted gently but decisively between them. They found themselves entirely inseparable, a gravity-like pull drawing them together constantly. Whether it was laughing together over trivial matters, sharing snacks in the cramped green room, or collaborating on creative ideas for stage looks, they were each other’s rocks in the whirlwind of fame and responsibility. It was during late-night practice sessions when they would steal brief glances and playful nudges, finding solace in the familiarity of each other amidst the public chaos.

As the days turned into weeks and the comeback performance loomed ever closer, their bond grew deeper than Y/N ever thought possible. They began to share secrets and vulnerabilities, exchanging stories of their dreams, fears, and past experiences, the trust between them blossoming into a beautiful friendship that teetered on the edge of something more. With every late-night talk, with every gentle laughter shared, Y/N realized that what had started as a simple crush had transformed into something profound—something that felt like home.

Each day, Y/N found herself captivated by his generosity and talent. The way Felix poured his heart into music made her adore him even more, and she was endlessly grateful to be by his side, helping him shine on stage. Moments spent painting his face with colors designed to elevate his already magnetic persona became precious to her, each brushstroke infused with all the feelings she hadn’t dared to articulate yet.

In their shared moments, there were small, sweet reminders of their affection—like how he would find ways to playfully brush against her, or how he would steal bites of her favorite snacks just to tease her. Their hearts were intertwined in a delicate dance, a gentle rhythm echoing through the chaos of their lives as idols.

On the night of the comeback performance, Y/N stood backstage, nerves thrumming through her like a live wire as she watched the other members prep Felix. The energy in the air was electric, but it paled in comparison to the buzzing anticipation she felt for her connection with him. As he turned to face her before stepping on stage, he caught her eye, and in that moment, the noise of the world fell away. Felix flashed her a bright smile, and she felt a rush of warmth that set her heart alight, all the anticipation and excitement converging at once.

“Make me shine, Y/N,” he said, a playful glint in his eyes, leaning slightly closer. There was a weight to those words that made Y/N’s heart race—not just as a MUA but as someone who genuinely cared for him. With a confident smile, she gave him a thumbs-up, determination surging through her.

As the performance began, Y/N felt both nervous and ecstatic. Watching Felix shine on stage was a surreal experience, his every move brilliant and captivating. She couldn’t help but admire how he commanded the stage, his energy infectious. Each time he glanced her way, she felt a jolt of connection, her heart dancing to the rhythm of his performance.

With every beat, every harmonious note, and each shared glance, their love story began to write itself, echoing through the beat of Stray Kids’ music—a sweet melody only they could hear. And as the final notes faded into the night, surrounded by cheers and adoration, Y/N knew that this was only the beginning of a beautiful journey—one filled with love, music, and the promise of unforgettable moments yet to come.

[project-lumen]

》》 The LUMEN M-AHA-sterpost 《《

It was a-BAM time.

Hi hello there, fellow Life Series enjoyers! Arto, Pinkish and Kori here, live from our Game-Making Void bringing to you our comprehensive list of resources in one post for easier access and navigation!

Here you'll find our current status, some important links to other posts, as well as an overview of our tags and a handy F.A.Q. section :3

Without further ado, thank you so much, all info is under the cut!

》Status《

Date Format: [DD/MM/YY]

Current mission: APPLICATION ROUND 2 OVER AND DONE! CONTINUING TO WORK ON THIRD LIFE DEMO.

》Other Socials《

Bluesky

Youtube Channel

Our public Discord!

A Secret :3

》Links《

First announcement: Applications

Meet the team!

Second announcement: Our official art guide

Essential info

Arto's lore scraps

》Tags!《

#projectLUMENasks : For every single one of the questions we have answered so far!

》F.A.Q.《

What is this?

Project LUMEN is an effort to bring the Life Series to life in a brand new way, in videogame form! A RPG of sorts with battle mechanics, interaction with npcs, our own unique spin in Watcher Lore, changing art styles and multiple endings with a bunch of mechanics we need to keep secret for now but we know you all will enjoy, at least we hope so.

Cool, how can I contribute?

We want LUMEN to be a game by the community for the community, a tribute to all the wonderful artists, writers and creatives of all kinds. And it is a HUGE project, as such, all help is appreciated. We plan to open applications from time to time to recruit people as passionate as us into our little team. But everyone can lend a hand if they so desire, all ideas, all likes, all reblogs, all comments, all art, is truly, genuinely appreciated. Project LUMEN is completely non-profit, a passion project turned group effort that we are willing to pour our heart into, and we want to be as transparent as possible with it.

How will development of the game itself go?

As for specifications, Kori is the one in charge of the coding department, we are going to use Unity and C# to program everything, Arto will manage music and Pinkish will be in charge of the Martyn and Ren section. But once we review our first batch of applications, we will contact our chosen ones with more details, either for character sprites, script or any other miscellaneous things. We will all be working together as a team, each contributing as much as they so desire.

We will then take to developing our early alpha build including our very first couple of chapters, and release it for playtesting, then we will take all the feedback and make the pertinent changes. We will improve the game and continue developing until we have an almost finished beta build that we will then publish for testing. Take all the criticism again to finally reveal our finished product. Releasing first on itch io and then hopefully ported into Newgrounds for mobile compatibility.

Is there a release date?

As of now, we'd rather not promise anything. But we are actively working on development, and we hope to, at the very least, have a playable alpha demo at the end of this year.

[last-sprout]

Last Sprout Dev Diary - Nov 22, 2024

Hello sprout folks! I'm Valerie, or @oneominousvalbatross, and I've been working on Last Sprout since July, and I'm wildly excited to share some of the things I've been working on with y'all.

Ignore that Twiggs' hat falls off that's natural.

I'm aiming for a Dev Diary once a week on Fridays, and I'm just gonna be giving a brief look into making a game! I'm learning how to do a lot of this stuff live, so I'm sure there'll be a ton of massive rewrites and changes. I have probably a dozen huge systems that are already built that I'm not going to be getting into in this post, since I'm already half a year or so into development, but I'm sure I will find space to include them later!

XP

I spent most of my time figuring out exactly how we wanted to represent XP in the world. We were pretty certain that we wanted XP to exist physically as a substance you picked up, so I started with a system from a previous build.

In that version, we just created a bunch of XP objects and scattered them into the world, then had some code that scooted them around. Of course, that means that we're tracking an individual unity GameObject for every single instance of a point of XP which is, uh, slow.

This is what we call 'suboptimal.'

So obviously we needed to not instantiate an entire transform every time we needed to spawn XP. Even if we re-used objects that would just be prohibitively expensive for an object that really just needs a position.

I'm not going to go over each step in the process, but after experimenting with GPU instancing to just draw a bunch of XP objects at once, eventually I landed on extending Unity's particle system, since it has a lot of the settings I wanted access to.

To make the XP move how I wanted, I wrote a pretty simple process that iterates through all the little blobs and checks how close they are to a designated collector, then uses an exponential decay function (with thanks to Freya Holmér) to make them move towards Twiggs.

I think every game should have an action that can be best summarized by making the noise 'SHWOOOOOP.'

Parrying

Parrying was a good deal simpler, but it still has its issues. Essentially, all a parry needs to be is a hitbox and an animation, with some callbacks to enemies to let them react to the parry. Whenever an attack hitbox intersects with either a Parrybox or a Hurtbox, it checks its tags to see if it's interacting with the appropriate entities, to makes sure enemies aren't hitting or parrying each other constantly. If it passes the test, it calls GetParried() on the intersecting object.

GetParried(), idiot.

For the basic behavior, parrying just interrupts the attack in progress and knocks the enemy back by a set amount, but there's room in the system to add all sorts of neat effects, which I'm sure we'll be taking advantage of in the future. It's been a challenge to juggle the various kinds of hitboxes, but it'll definitely be worth it going forward!

Of course, between all these bits there were a ton of bugfixes and little experiments, but that's a topic for a later dev diary!

[dewdropdinosaur]

Hazbin Having Blues

ALASTOR x READER Summary: You and Alastor hate each other in every respect. But what if something did help you get along? Warnings: NONE. This is kind of a backstory for my fic 'Only for You' based on the line "how you get got along in the first place" and inspired by @anon-of-the-void Requests are still open!!

The Hazbin Hotel was a bustling haven for lost souls seeking redemption, but amidst the chaos and colorful characters, a particularly unique dynamic brewed between Alastor, the Radio Demon, and the new arrival…you. 

The animosity between you and Alastor was palpable since day one, with every interaction echoing with sharp, witty remarks that cut through the air like daggers.The constant banter between you both created an uncomfortable atmosphere within the hotel, much to the dismay of the optimistic and ever-hopeful Charlie. Despite the young Moringstar’s best efforts to foster a sense of unity and camaraderie, the stalemate in this war of words persisted.  Alastor, with his charismatic and devilish charm, found himself enjoying to harp down upon what he saw to be a gross naivety and unmannerly conduct. Meanwhile, you were a soul unafraid to stand up to the radio demon's antics, viewing him as nothing more than a pompous and insufferable presence. 

Simply, Alastor and yourself had developed a fierce dislike for each other. The verbal sparring matches were legendary within the walls of the hotel, often leaving other residents uncomfortable and seeking refuge from the bickering.

Insulting conversations include but are not limited to: 

“Well, well, if it isn't the radio demon himself. Did you run out of jazz records to torture people with?” “Ah, my dear, I always save the best tunes for special occasions. Unlike your taste in humor.”

“Look who decided to join the conversation. Are you here to dazzle us with your sparkling personality?” “Better than your attempt at a fashion statement. Monochromatic stripes, Al? Even Hell has standards.”

“Heard you like to play games, Alastor. How about a round of ‘Guess What My Expression Means’?” “My, my, how thrilling. I'll start: my face means I'm thoroughly unimpressed by your attempts at banter.”

“You know, Y/N, they say laughter is the best medicine. Too bad it can't cure your lack of charm.” “And they say pride goes before a fall. How's the weather down there, high and mighty?”

One evening, however, something changed.

As Alastor wandered the halls, his keen senses picked up on a faint sound emanating from your room. The unmistakable notes of a trumpet played with soulful precision, and a voice as smooth as molasses crooned lyrics that resonated with a timeless elegance. Intrigued, Alastor pressed his ear against the door. Deciding that was not enough, he slunk into the shadows and appeared in the room behind you. 

Inside, you sat alone(you thought you were alone at least) immersed in the soothing melodies of Louis Armstrong's "West End Blues." and Etta James “Bye Bye Blackbird” on LPs for the record player you had thrifted. The soulful and jazzy tunes seemed to transport you to another world, away from the chaos of the hotel. Unbeknownst to you, Alastor found himself captivated by the same enchanting spell. 

Alastor found himself captivated by the soulful notes. He couldn't help but appreciate the musical talent behind the song. He couldn't deny the care and emotion woven into each note, and for the first time, Alastor recognized something within you that transcended the ongoing feud. That something he wasn’t quite sure what it was but it was…different. Yes, the songs had come out in 1928 and 1926 respectively, he was alive when they graced the radio waves for the first time. Often finding himself tapping along to a beat in Mimzy’s lounge back then. How did you come to know something of such class when he found you to be a peasant in most respects? 

But instead of announcing his presence with a snide remark, Alastor leaned against the doorframe, silently appreciating the moment. When the final notes faded away, he couldn't help but admit with a slow clap, "Not bad, Y/N. Not bad at all."

You, startled by his unexpected appearance, yelped and eyed him suspiciously. "What are you doing in my room, radio head?!"

Alastor smirked, his usual air of arrogance softened by a newfound appreciation. "Just thought I'd acknowledge the good taste when I hear it. That Armstrong fellow knows how to play a mean trumpet."

Raising an eyebrow, you were surprised by the change in tone. "Yeah…what about it?"

“Nothing my dear, simply acknowledging. You may not be such a ducky afterall.” Slinking back into the shadows, Alastor disappeared as quickly as he had come. 

You were taken aback but managed a nod of acknowledgment. The tension between the two of you began to ease as Alastor, in his own peculiar way, had found common ground through music. 

From that day forward, the interactions shifted. While the witty banter persisted, there was a newfound respect lingering in the air, as if the shared appreciation for timeless jazz classics had bridged an unexpected connection between two souls trapped in the chaotic tapestry of the Hazbin Hotel.

Over time, the insults became less frequent, replaced by a begrudging mutual respect. The other residents were astounded by the change, especially Charlie, who believed her intervention had led to a surprising connection between two seemingly incompatible souls.(My apologies dear Morningstar, trust falls and all…simply not the case.)

As Alastor and you had found a shared appreciation for music, discovering that beneath demonic exteriors, there was more to each other than met the eye. Alastor often found himself up in his radio tower, listening to the jazzy tunes he knew would draw you in. And like a very good little pet, as he liked to call you, you would climb the stairs and sit next to him in silence. Listening and tapping your foot along to the beat, only to leave a few hours later. As the time went on, a few weeks or so, conversation slowly filtered into the listening sessions. Turns out…maybe both of your distastes for each other might not have completely founded. Not that you would ever admit that to his face, nor him to yours.  

The Hazbin Hotel, once filled with discord, became a place where even the most unlikely friendships could blossom. And maybe, just maybe dear reader, that friendship could be something more. Alastor did look good in monochromatic stripes anyway. 

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The duality across the planets

Across astrology and many other spiritual fields, we find the same recurring pattern – the pair, the duality, which can create a greater sum than the individual parts.

The various symbols and ideas are many, most of them having the common thread of relating duality to creation, such as yin and yang, god and devil, Adam and Eve, Gaia and Uranus, good and evil – the list goes on. Although the forms of representation may change, the essence remains the same, highlighting the interactions between the two parts: creation, unity, balance, struggle, and contrast.

Sun and moon: the duality of man

More specifically, astrology seems to encapsulate (while taking a little creative liberty) many dualities, each playing its own specific role. Starting with the Sun and the Moon as the basic pair, they reveal the dyadic nature of humanity: Conscious and unconscious, light and dark, logic and emotion. Of course, humans draw from these two aspects, most of the time [deliberately or unknowingly], expressing themselves in parallel. Yet at certain times, one aspect takes control over the other, and this imbalance gives rise to many more possibilities for expression.

Venus and Mars: Question and answer

Next, we encounter the pair of Venus and Mars, which further develops the idea of the Sun and the Moon, adding a layer of action and sexuality in more general terms, not confined to biological or societal frameworks. This can often been seen strongly in flirting: usually, one person leans more into Venus, wanting to impress and attract, while the other desires to engage and respond. Of course, these roles can reverse at any moment, leading to a cosmic dance between them – a question and answer dynamic.

Knowing when to take an active or passive role at the situation, is the golden mean of this pair.

Jupiter and Saturn: Reward and punishment

Further down the chain, we find Jupiter and Saturn, the two planets responsible for personal growth. Jupiter wants to expand, to advance, while Saturn wants to limit and repress. Combined, they work like the carrot and the stick: Jupiter rewards with pleasures, while Saturn punishes with pain. Both want the best for the person in their growth, each playing a crucial role in shaping the individual’s development.

Uranus and Neptune: blissful skies and dark waters.

This pair is concerned with higher and more metaphysical knowledge. Uranus, above, is associated with epiphanies, bright ideas, and clear views, while Neptune, just like the depths of the ocean, hides its own deep and dark treasures of knowledge. Of course, balance is needed in this pair as well, otherwise, one may find themselves daydreaming, trapped in the clouds, or lost in the depth, with the dark waters blurring their vision.

We can see now that the duality watches over us, representing itself through different, more specified pairs. Each part of the pair constantly shifting and moving, dominated or submitting to the other when needed. This constant motion, with its balance and unbalances, its ups and downs, sets the fundamental pillar of the world.

[fafnir19]

Soccer – A life-changing game

I'm Lenny and I would like to tell my story about how I wanted to realize my dream of becoming a successful soccer player:

I was thrilled when I first stepped onto the field, ready to train with my new soccer team. It was like a dream come true, being handpicked to join the best young players from all the city's clubs. I couldn't contain my excitement as Mr. Hardwork, our trainer, introduced himself with a booming voice and a firm handshake. He was no-nonsense but had a way of making the training fun. As I looked around at my new teammates, I couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie. They were a good bunch, even if we were all from different clubs. We were here for one purpose - to become the best team in the city. We trained for weeks, each practice bringing new challenges and opportunities to bond as a team. But despite our individual skills, we all struggled to sync up on the field. Each game felt like a battle of egos, with everyone wanting to be the star. Mr. Hardwork could sense the growing frustration and addressed it head-on one day. "We're not just a group of individuals, boys. We need to function as a unit, a well-oiled machine," he said, his voice carrying authority and wisdom. "To truly become a team, we need to look and feel like one. That's why I've struck a deal with Beaucon. They'll be our sponsors and provide us with top-notch fashion to show the world that we belong together." I was surprised by the idea but willing to give it a shot. A few days later, Amy, Beaucon's marketing director, arrived with bags of the most elegant men's clothing I'd ever seen. As we put on the coordinated outfits, we felt like a different kind of team - sophisticated, united, and ready to conquer the field.

And conquer we did. With our newfound sense of unity emanating from the stylish Beaucon clothing, we started playing at a level we never thought possible. Victory after victory, our success seemed unstoppable. The team spirit was high, and the mood was jubilant. But soon, I noticed a shift in the fashion choices Amy brought for us. The clothes were becoming more form-fitting, hugging our bodies in a way that made me slightly uncomfortable. When I mustered the courage to ask her about it, I was taken aback by her response. "My customer analysis indicates that the gay clientele enjoys this kind of fashion," Amy said matter-of-factly. "And they're the most lucrative market for Beaucon. I've picked these outfits to cater to their tastes."

At first, my teammates and I were puzzled and uncertain about this development. But when Amy sweetened the deal with a share of the sales, our doubts quickly dissipated. The prospect of extra income was enticing, and soon enough, we were parading around in the form-fitting attire without a second thought. As the sales soared, Mr. Hardwork proposed a month-long training camp to prepare for the final match. But the obstacle of finances threatened to derail our plans. It was then that Amy made a surprising suggestion - one that left us dumbfounded. "Sales tend to rise if you display a bit more affection towards each other in public. A touch here, a caress there," she explained with a knowing smile. "It's all part of appealing to our target market. The gay clientele appreciates such displays when coupled with our clothing." We were initially taken aback by the idea, but the allure of quick cash won us over. Before we knew it, our seemingly innocent touches had escalated into something more, and our public interactions began to resemble flirtatious exchanges.

It was bizarre at first, but the resulting spike in sales was undeniable. Before long, it had become routine for us to engage in intimate gestures in public, all under the guise of increasing sales. What had started as minor touches had evolved into embraces, playful grabs of each other's crotch, and even passionate kisses.

And to our astonishment, the sales responded with a resounding surge. As we gathered the funds for our training camp, we were elated at the realization that the plan was working. And so, we embarked on our journey to the luxurious villa, our minds ablaze with anticipation and our pockets heavy with the spoils of our unconventional efforts. It seemed like nothing could thwart our path to glory.

The luxurious villa where we stayed during the training camp was a sight to behold. Its grandeur was matched only by the excitement pulsing through our veins as we prepared for the upcoming tournament.

The stakes were high, and with our newfound unity and skill, we were determined to emerge victorious. The days leading up to the tournament were filled with rigorous training sessions, tactical discussions, and moments of bonding among teammates. We were a cohesive unit both on and off the field, celebrating each small victory and supporting one another through every setback.

As the sun set behind the grandiose villa, our team couldn't contain the giddy excitement that bubbled within us. We had just won a big soccer tournament. The air was filled with the jubilant laughter and animated chatter of my teammates as we celebrated our victory. The opulence of the villa, combined with the elation of our triumph, invoked an ambiance of sheer exuberance. "Dang, this place is fancier than I thought it'd be. I feel like a friggin' prince or something," exclaimed Dave, his voice tinged with awe as he glanced around the lavish surroundings, taking in every minute detail of the opulent decor. "Right? And we totally deserve it after that epic win!" chimed in Mark, his enthusiasm infectious as he clapped a hand on my shoulder in camaraderie. "I can already feel the vibe for a celebration building up inside me!" The night progressed, and the cocktail of endorphins, alcohol, and unrestrained hormones fueled our giddy spirits, paving the way for unexpected developments. The lines between comradeship and something more became pleasantly blurred. The joy of our success seemed to ignite something primal and spontaneous within us. "Huh, who would've thought we'd ever end up making out with each other, eh? But it feels right, you know?" mused Alex, his eyes reflecting a sense of unexpected revelation as he peered thoughtfully at the assorted group of teammates who were locked in tender embraces around the extravagantly adorned room. "Yeah, I mean, I never would've guessed this is how we'd be celebrating, but let's be real, it's kinda amazing," Ryan added with a chuckle, a newfound sense of closeness evident in his relaxed demeanor. In the midst of the revelry, I found myself drawn to a fellow teammate, our eyes locking in a moment of unspoken understanding. With an exchange of bashful but expectant glances, our tentative touches kindled an inexplicable fire.

The warm, luxurious ambiance of the villa became an accomplice to the influx of intimate gestures that filled the air. It was as if the very fabric of the villa itself was complicit in encouraging our newfound boldness. "Whoa, I... I never thought I'd feel so comfortable like this, you know? But it's like we've found a whole new level of connection," confessed Ethan, his voice tinted with a newfound vulnerability yet a sense of unshakeable contentment as he shared a tentative embrace with another teammate. That night, after the initial hesitancy dissipated, my teammates and I took a step into the unknown. Admissions of enjoyment echoed through the silent corridors and bedrooms, resounding like joyful proclamations of newfound freedom and acceptance. It was intoxicating, thrilling, and above all, liberating. Each caress, each kiss became a testament to our unrestrained passion and the newfound depth of our camaraderie. As conversation grew quieter and the night grew darker, the followers of the moon, we reveled in each other's company, finding solace and assurance in our newfound bond. With the darkness as our canopy, we reveled in the newfound facets of our companionship, entangled in a web of warmth and acceptance. "The way we're all feeling right now, it's like we've found something incredibly special. A bond that's beyond just being teammates, you know?" mused Tom, his voice laced with newfound fervor as he savored the unfolding moments of unexpected intimacy.

The following morning brought with it a fragile sense of uncertainty, as if we had collectively dared to venture beyond the boundaries of convention and now questioned the consequences of our actions. Yet, with a mixture of trepidation and exhilaration, we confided in one another, unveiling our shared experiences of the previous night. As each teammate bared their soul, an unspoken realization dawned upon us – an understanding that what we had shared was not merely a passing dalliance but an uncharted terrain of undeniable attraction. The very teammates with whom I had shared the field had become the anchors of solace and affection, the confidants of unspoken desires. Indeed, our interactions had transcended the realm of mere teammates; we had become something more, a cohort bound by affection that had blossomed amidst the intensity of competition. It was a revelation that left me both bewildered and undeniably stirred, for it was a truth that had emerged quietly yet resolutely. As we grappled with the evolving dynamics within the team, the tournament loomed before us, presenting an opportunity to put our newfound unity and skill to the test.

The bright stadium lights illuminated the expansive field as we, the formidable team from the city, stepped onto the grass, confident of imminent victory. Alas, fate had other plans for us, as the soccer gods cruelly deemed us unworthy and eliminated us from the competition in the preliminary round. Our hearts weighed heavy with defeat, a looming shadow cast over our spirits.

"Boys, we have a duty to attend the Beaucon party tonight," Mr. Hardwork reminded us. Reluctantly, we exchanged glances, acknowledging our commitment to our sponsor despite the overwhelming disappointment that shrouded us. As we arrived at the lavish party, the atmosphere was vibrant and pulsating with energy.

Amidst the sea of guests adorned in Beaucon's finest, a striking figure stood out. His name was Miles, a man of undeniable charm and allure. He approached me, sensing the despondency that clouded my countenance, and offered solace in his comforting embrace. "Hey there, Lenny. I couldn't help but notice the despondency etched on your face. Let me offer you some comfort," Miles said as he drew me into his comforting embrace. A warmth spread through me as he tenderly stroked my cheek, his touch a fleeting respite from the bitter taste of defeat. Before I could comprehend the turn of events, I found myself enveloped in an air of opulence, lying in Miles' bed as he bestowed upon me a potent gift of intimacy, forever altering the course of my destiny.  

"You're a natural, Lenny. I can see a bright future for you," Miles murmured, his words carrying a sense of assurance that both comforted and perplexed me.

Little did I know, my teammates were also surrendering to a similar fate, each becoming a trophy boy in their own right, ensnared by the captivating allure of the rich and powerful clients of Beaucon. In the wake of these unforeseen events, a shocking revelation dawned upon us—a twist of fate that rendered us speechless. Mr. Hardwork, the very mentor we trusted and revered, had orchestrated our transformation into gay trophy boys, a fate far removed from our aspirations of professional soccer glory. "I told you that I would manage to train the boys to be gay trophy boys," Mr. Hardwork declared triumphantly to Amy. "At least that way they have a promising future - they certainly didn't have what it takes to be professional soccer players!" Amy, the enigmatic figure behind Beaucon's machinations, approached us with veiled congratulations, delivering the sobering truth of our newfound destinies: "Congratulation boys, you have become perfect gay Beaucon- boys! I guess you are all interested in a modeling job with Beaucon, right!" she announced, her words hanging heavily in the air as we grappled with the sudden enormity of our transformation.

A modeling job with Beaucon, a life not of soccer prowess, but of glamorous allure and tantalizing mystique. Amidst the tumult of emotions that surged within us, one thing became undeniably clear: we were no longer mere soccer players, but unwitting participants in a subversive scheme. Our identities as athletes had been overshadowed by our new reality, one that beckoned us into a world of seductive charm and enigmatic allure, urging us to embrace our new roles with unyielding acceptance. So the humble soccer team had changed irrevocably, our pursuit of athletic prowess extinguished and replaced by the allure of a future of opulence and enigmatic allure. As we looked at each other, the truth that had been missing became starkly clear: we were no longer soccer players, but objects of desire - veritable trophy boys for wealthy Beaucon clients!

And me, Lenny? I'm now one of Beaucon's gay poster boys, living with Miles as his docile trophy boy.

[alexissara]

The Very Best Characters Of 2024

I’m a character focused writer always aiming to make the best characters I can to tell the best stories I can so I love to look back at all the media I took in and think of which characters really blew me away that year, who am I taking with me as I go on making new characters and new art in the world. I will not be counting any of my own characters this year despite the fact you can in fact go to Patreon.com/alexissara right now and read the rough draft of Love Beyond The Holy Light volume 1. Being 100% honest, this list would be mostly Love Beyond The Light characters if I did that and the stories not officially published yet so here we go, my favorite characters that weren’t by me.  I did have a 2023 list you can check out here if you like since there will be no repeats from last year's list. 

10. Harleen and Harley [The Stage Case Of Harley and Harleen]

While Harley is at the bottom of this list it’s not that she is at least place but that my love for Harleen in this book can’t be detached from my love of Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy more generally so I think it’s fair to put her at the bottom here even if this version of Harley may just be my favorite character on this list. In this book Harleen and Harley are both fantastic characters and their work as a plural system together makes for a fantastic set of interactions between the characters giving different dynamics that are fun and in general their unity is just great. I love these two and I couldn’t ask for more from my iconic bisexual clown girls. This might be the best version of the character which even with a ton of awful Harley’s out there is extremely high praise for all the fantastic ones out there. This Harley still feels really real but she also feels like she could grow into any of the great independent Harlies who end up with an Ivy [in this case they would be together from childhood but that would be the only major difference]. 

9. Neve Gallus [Dragon Age: The Veilguard]

While Veilguard’s characters are mostly just kinda saying their gimmicks and traits, I still loved Neve a whole lot. Neve just has a kind of body you simply don’t get to see in games and has the hard boiled detective persona which is still very rare to see in women, she is so many flavors of refreshing to see and engage with and I love her for it. 

8. Magilou [Tales Of Berseria]

She’s just so goofy, I love my silly goofy girl. I love her so much she is always up to some trouble, she’s causing problems on purpose and she is just overall a blast. Her subtle arc over the game is really nice too it’s great seeing her develop while maintaining her persona she developed for himself. A lot about Magilou is spoilers but she really is just a delight and certainly among the very best characters the Tales of Series has ever produced and perhaps among the top characters in action RPGs. 

7. Saffron [Potionomics] 

Potonomics is a game jam packed with great characters but I only wanted to pick one to show up on this list and well Saffron is my favorite of the bunch. Saffron's past is really great and while the rest of the game sadly fails to follow up on the questions her storyline provides she actually makes The world way more interesting along with being sexy.  She's also really fun romantically and dating her is just a blast, I love her so much.

6. Yako [She Loves to Cook and She Loves To Eat]

An extremely rare case of explicitly canon asexual lesbian existing in media. Representation is nice but then add to that that she’s fucking funny, a great friend, allowed to have depth and trauma too and seems to be in the starts of a background romance while the main couple is finally getting together and well you have a recipe for a really perfect character. She Loves to Cook and She Loves To Eat is a masterpiece and Yako is an important piece of that puzzle. 

5. Olive [My Dragon Girlfriend]

Trans Lesbian Vampire, let’s go!  Olive is one of the characters who basically every year could be on these lists. Olive gets a ton of love in My Dragon Girlfriend which means we are graced with more of this anxious ball of lesbian energy from bonus smut comics on Patreon to little scenes in the comic to full focus. She is just great, you cannot underestimate the power of a cute transbian. 

4. Sylvia [Mice Tea]

Trans Rich, demisexual, sapphic sometimes snake girl, I love you.   I haven't even finished all her endings yet in the game so I actually have more Sylvia to engage but I figured I had to he honest without even seeing everything of her on offer. She was just top rated. I really think she's basically only likely to go higher. Who knows maybe in the 2025 list she'll be number one. 

3. Valentine [Sunset Phoenix]

Lesbian Mob Boss!  Valentine is a fucking mess, she wants to die so bad and she punishes herself. While her self harm is over the top anime styles played with some comedy it is a woman who ultimately is self harming as a weapon to fight because the guilt in her tells her she had to fight, that she has to keep moving forward.  She’s intense, sexy and a whole lot of fucking fun, she is among the coolest characters ever made. 

2. Tama [Sword Of The Necromancer]

A plucky bandit girl who ends up finding the one thing worth giving up herself, treasure and anything else for, the woman she loves. Tama is brash, She's hot headed, she's passionate and she's really just perfect. I was so captivated by her right away. Her voice performance in the game is great and while the little bits of art in game are limited they are used well to captivate her emotion at different times really making a spectacular character who I can’t help but want to see more and more of. 

1. Claire François [I’m in Love With The Villainess]

I am already weak to Clair’s type of character but in Volume 2 Clair goes from a trope I like to a character I love and Volume 3 further Highlights Clair as a standout fictional character. This bisexual legend gets to genuinely grow as a person, realize her class position and the corruption of her class then try to do things about it and struggle with it ultimately leaving her life of wealth to live as a commoner with her girlfriend and raise 2 adopted kids. She has such a great arc, one of the best character arcs around in the ways she grows but keeps core attributes and she is flawed still the whole way through doing awfully dumb shit. 

[ddarker-dreams]

Locke, I don't interact with fandoms much but uhhh could you help a girl out and explain the appeal to ENVER-EVIL-ASS-GUY-GORTASH??? 😭😭😭

Like I don't see the appeal 😭 but that's ok 🙏 i can be converted !!! Would you care to explain a lil what it is that you like about him? 👉👈

(On another note, how do you feel about Astarion or any other characters you'd like to talk about (just in generallll))

rubbing my lil hands together ... ohohoho........... for months, i have languished in silence, biding my time until i could conduct my Enver Gortash proselytization. i'll begin with some broad strokes then focus in on the dynamic i built a loose storyline around.

among the dead three's chosen, he's the most reasonable (although, to be fair, the competition isn't steep). his willingness to share authority with tav/durge belies a certain pragmatism most power-hungry folk lack. this is probably why bane picked him out from the riffraff. he's vain, sure (what with his portrait being plastered everywhere), but he isn't arrogant. he knows that to see his goals realized, he'll need to cooperate with others. patience, compromise, calm in the face of unexpected circumstances; these attributes disguise and strengthen his tyranny.

this snippet from the readable item, the ultimate state, specifically the bolded portion is of great interest to me:

What is progress? Progress is the movement of society and culture towards a state of collective unity. Without unity, mortals, each with their own individual agenda, blunder against each other, causing friction, conflict, war. Unity - peace and prosperity - is achieved when the collective follows a single agenda, that of one superior person.

he wants a functioning society, not a wretched one, where evil's inflicted for evil's sake. with that out of the way, i can finally elaborate on my neoliberal business major x humanities major dynamic. i'm sorry to everyone who read that cursed sentence, but it describes this relationship so well, i can't bring myself to delete it .

your early interactions with lord gortash are rife with tension. he senses your disdain, finding it more amusing than threatening. you're an idealist, well-intentioned yet naïve to the ways of the world, at least in his initial appraisal. when your path's cross, he entertains your perspective. you dislike his rhetoric, he believes your aims are as likely to happen as a reconciliation between shar and selûne.

you do have potential though — he won't deny that. gortash starts looking forward to your little run-ins (occasionally organizing these 'coincidental' encounters behind the scenes). unlike the other fools championing your bleeding heart cause, you walk the walk. he can't help but admire that quality. you'll inevitably be treated to one of those 'we're not so different, you and i,' spiels from him. you're easy on the eyes and make for pleasant company, this development was inevitable, in his opinion.

you wanted him to be this wicked, heartless monster, he can see your inner conflict when you realize this isn't the case.

there's a thrill in wooing you. gortash begins inviting you over, offering to make concessions on this or that issue should you plead your case effectively enough. and he does so enjoy hearing your arguments. it's a window into the workings of your mind; his latest intrigue. a few goblets of wine in, he's steering the conversation away from politics or philanthropy and into subjects more personal.

he already knows a great deal about you, courtesy of his vast information network. it spans throughout baldur's gate and beyond. naturally, he keeps this information to himself. you may have an inkling of a suspicion, but he's utilized so many proxies that nothing definitive can be traced back to him.

you develop some influence over him. you haven't made him soft per se, he's just more willing to 'do good' then before, since it'll earn your respect. it's still a means to an end.