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justicebled · 3 years

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on yuri, on flynn. ‘

when yuri / flynn are okay. the boys are okay. tina, you’re getting a tag. hmu if you don’t want it i laugh because we both hate ims but if you’re fine with it i’ll just do that rn tbh! lily being straightforward as always.

but...i can finally reblog this hurt comfort art i found just for this occasion. as a yuri and genuinely someone who relates to him without projecting i can fully say i obviously i LOVE trolling flynn and my friends know i roast and defend him in equal measures. they’re good people and they honestly suffer enough tbh. i hope they rest one day. ? but i’ll be the first to defend him even if i can be hard on him. friends know i am very hard on flynn in the game and also go analytical for once about it and i don’t like thinking too much tbh. more a doer. yes, i actually really care about flynn’s character. i just am bad at conveying it.

i don’t really expect anyone who writes flynn to go easy on me and i can take that. these two realistically hurt each other horribly and they’re trying their best to fix their world. one took an agonizingly heavy burden and job no one wanted and the party pretty much is like ‘lmao yuri this is the worst job man’. the other took the public eye and is stuck p much forever in the spotlight and can’t show weakness unless they both retire at some point. and he literally has the legacy of his father on his back? and yuri has the outside world to bear.

i mean it’s unrealistic i realize in the end to think one or the other, one of them does dirty to the other when they just...they want the other always to be okay. there’s no power imbalance i mean personally i write yuri pretty dominant in his relationships without overpowering but not because he’s superior. he’s a very strong-willed man? however you see them, i can see all ways, and i’ve really over time with a LOT of time loved them more as kinda star crossed dumbasses? yuri loves flynn as a best friend first but the road to liking them like THAT took me forever.

he will always be in any relationship, his best friend. he will never harbor resentment for him doing what he feels he has to if yuri strays from that unwavering, ‘pure justice’. and yes, he’s not just a hero but a criminal, and yuri owns that and flynn owns his mistakes. so i feel i have to defend both. not just be your unapologetic yuri stan.

while it’s such a hard thing to watch, their initial most of the game journey...and how they fall and distance, i don’t think they’re an unsalvageable relationship and i’m a brutally honest realist. i don’t need to tell you guys that i think it’s obvious yuri / flynn in any form is insanely important to me just as much as any other tov bond. i mean, a lot of the ring a bell stuff pretty much is talking about them falling apart and wanting to get the other back however you see them. but JUST AS MUCH i also think it talks about the entire cast / yuri’s relationships as a whole, and like or dislike, yuri and flynn are a huge theme to the game. so it’s both for me? like it genuinely phases even me who tries not to get very emotive about...things in general because reasons but, watching their descent and fall into not talking and being livid at each other to not smiling and laughing is meant to make anyone feel miserable. because you know they want each other to be okay. and they’re both so stubborn.

but i admit like...it’s nice to see how flynn always fondly in spin offs is like ‘haha you remind me of my friend.’ like it’s a running theme that flynn openly and unashamedly hints at how fond and how much he cares for yuri. i mean the story sure, makes it hard to make it ‘normal’. they’ll never be normal. but they are yuri and flynn.

it’s nice how yuri always in the party is harsh / never gives him leeway on flynn because someone has got to get on him when he’s overdoing it. but also really fond in his mannerisms. how estelle says flynn says ‘he can never ignore someone in need’. how yuri looks fond and says, ‘well you tell him he’s the same way.’ so yeah it sucks! to watch them throw stones at each other when you know they’d die for each other. in any form! and idk. i just gotta defend their relationship because it isn’t just flynn. nor is it all yuri’s fault.

this got long but. in any form, yuri / flynn has and is very important to me like all the tov relationships are for me and it took me a while to actually warm up and ship it beyond the fandom representation? but my own y’know? mostly because i disagreed with how i saw yuri being.. done but hey i don’t own him.

flynn gave just being his best friend and the angry kid ‘outside the wall’ his home beyond old hanks and the kids he led before flynn showed up and...beat the shit out of them and earned yuri’s respect and even his tightly guarded, absurdly kind heart. which tbh makes yuri suffer more than anything else. his selflessness and kindness. miss me with yuri being a bad person lmao, he’s far from it.

and frankly neither is flynn or why would yuri keep at it? yuri is a good judge of who a person is. flynn makes him proud and he watches over him even if it’s far away. and probably pranks him with joke mail. :’ ) which probably has flynn scifo screaming from zaphias all the way to be heard from dahngrest.

so yeah i do want them to be happy! it just will never be normal or easy. but to say they hate each other or make each other at their core, miserable is... i don’t think that’s quite it. you never make someone just ‘one thing’. relationships are complicated. yuri / flynn is a great fictional example of one that is full of love and also...a lot of trauma and hurdles.

basically while i’m ‘team yuri’ in terms of agreeing with him? i will be like yuri, in flynn’s corner and also like yuri...get mad at him LOL. because however you see it he’s a huge part of yuri and a major chunk of him. just like brave vesperia. but no one can take flynn’s place just because yuri has a pack now. neither cancels the other out in yuri’s life.

flynn has a permanent massive spot in yuri’s heart.

and he always will. and yuri will always, always watch over him.

#𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐒 ✴ —— blood pools beneath your feet; shadowed heart; ragged bone and moonglow.#it's v cathartic for them to get it out.#tho tbh i feel they would have eventually #no bamco no sequel #but i think it's inferred heavily they're gonna be ok!#somehow.#as insane as it seems.#which...it pretty damn is.#mutuals can reblog but #yeah #my boys need to break down lmao rip #𝐎𝐎𝐂 ✴ —— in my defense; your honor; i simply do not vibe with the law.#god i used to actually really dislike this ship in /that/ way #but now i'm like what the fuck i'm so tender for it too lol #but it has to be done in a way that makes sense to me?#not blaming one party or #power imbalance.

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abeautifulblog · 4 years

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gremble watches a witcher! (ep1)

So me-n-my-lawyer got Netflix, which I believe means we have finally been dragged kicking and screaming into 2013, and I watched the first episode. My thoughts, in no particular order:

- Eist and Calanthe are just as excellent as I’d been led to believe. They are your grandparents, and they Fuck.

- Could have done with less gratuitous heterosexuality -- like, Geralt maybe don’t fuck the obviously-unhinged chick who is obviously trying to commit suicide-by-witcher? Then again -- Geralt’s type might be Psycho Bitches, but mine is middle-aged alcoholic dumpster fires, so who am I to judge what turns a man’s crank?

- And even though I could have done without all the heterosex, it didn’t actually feel skeevy. There was a genuine emotional core, and I could understand why Geralt didn’t say no to her -- this woman who had been through so much unhappiness, and wanted to finally have something that she’d chosen for herself. And the sex scene was, even in my Gay opinion, pretty fuckin sexy.

- Also sexy: hcav. Usually I find him about as fuckable as a land’s end mannequin, but it turns out that he is the opposite of “cleans up well” and I want to lick Geralt’s forearms, the end.

(Still stuck on that though -- GERALT, with a hard G? WHOMST?)

- As I understand, there were a lot of women on the production team for this series -- and it shows. Partly in their handling of Renfri (who is a goddamned mess, to be sure, but not framed like the fulfillment of someone’s psycho-chick-gets-cured-by-good-dick fantasy), but mostly in Calanthe -- that she is allowed to be so many contradictory things within one short episode, that she’s allowed to be older than women on television usually are.

- It took me a while to realize that the two storylines were set twenty-something years apart, and for a while there I was really really confused at this upset to everything I thought I knew about the timeline.

- The acting in this is top notch, across the board. Ciri’s actress was the standout, because good actors are rare and good child actors are even rarer, but everyone in this was superb. (even hcav, which was frankly the biggest surprise of them all.)

- I feel like the writing itself was not as good as it could be, on a dialogue level? There’s an art to making understated still hit hard and feel meaningful, and I think they missed that mark a couple times.

- The burning of Cintra, though -- jfc HOT DAMN. For some reason I was under the impression that that was going to be the climax of the season. I was not expecting it so soon, and was not expecting it to manage that level of emotional gutpunch, seeing as you’d only known these people for 40 minutes, if at all.

- But on the flip side -- finally seeing the incident that got Geralt branded as THE BUTCHER OF BLAVIKEN was frankly a disappointment. I wanted him to have... earned it? That it was either a slaughter he’s regretted every day since, or a slaughter that was justified, but for reasons too complicated for peasants telling the story to understand, and has since gotten blown out of proportion. 3/10, could have been better.

- There’s an intriguing level of moral ambiguity around some characters (Marilka), and the show doesn’t always spell out how you’re supposed to feel about them. (Or definitively tell you who was lying and about how much, re: Renfri vs. Stregobor.) Will be interesting to see if/how the series continues that trend.

(And for those of you who are not following me for witcher shit, please know that I will be tagging everything as “witcher shit” and you can block them accordingly.)

#witcher shit #gremble watches a witcher

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noonachronicles · 5 years

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Everlong Pt. 3

Kwon Jiyong/ G Dragon X Reader

Word count: 5.6k

Warnings: mild language, smut, allusion to infidelity

Genre: Hades/Jiyong. Greek God AU. Fantasy.

A/N: It’s extra long and smutty since I made you guys wait.

Update Tag: @kathrynwynterbourne

Moodboard by Bae @memoiresofaneternaldreamer

With your chin resting on the dining table you stared intently at the hand in front of you. Tongue poking out of the corner of your mouth, you moved the tiny brush over the smooth nail in a slow purposeful stroke. After blowing lightly on the shining black lacquer you sat back in your chair to admire the final product.

“Nailed it.” you grinned, pleased with your pun.

“I’ll be the judge of that.” Jiyong smirked and flipped his hand around to examine your work.

Your leg shook anxiously under the table as you waited for his approval. “Come on, say something.”

Still with his smirk, he looked up at your impatient face. “They’re okay. You missed a spot on the thumb.”

“Bullshit!” you screeched in offense.

He collectedly offered you his hand to inspect and you snatched it in between your own aggressively. Concentrating all of your focus on his hand you missed the smile cross over his lips and fill his eyes as he watched you. He basked in the feeling of your hands holding his. He was even so bold as to squeeze your fingers ever so gently. You either didn’t notice or didn’t care.

“You’re insane. I did these perfectly.” you argued and then looked up at him.

The darkened, narrow eyes that looked back at you hit like an explosion low in your abdomen. Warmth spreading down your lap and up to your chest. It was only then that you noticed his fingers wrapped lightly around yours. You didn’t immediately pull away. You didn’t actually pull away at all. Using the pad of your thumb you softly drew swirl patterns over the smooth back of his hand. You could feel the delicate bones that lead to his hard knuckles, and learned the light blue veins under his skin like you were memorizing a map.

He loosened his grip on your fingers to allow you to flip his hand over. He inhaled deeply as you traced the natural creases in his palm and left a trail of tingles over his fingers. You stared at his palm for awhile, a single urge tugging at you, one you decided to give into. Lifting his hand and lowering your face just slightly you pressed a kiss against the skin on the heel. As you slowly pulled away your eyes grew wide with the realization of what you’d done. You dropped his hand unceremoniously on the table and stood up.

He pulled his hand back into his lap and gulped, heart racing. “You’re right, I don’t know what I was thinking. You did perfectly.”

Your fingers trembled as you rubbed the back of your neck.

“Wine. We need more wine. Do you want some more wine?” you rambled, grabbing the empty glasses off the table without waiting for him to answer.

“Sure.” he said quietly watching you as you were already maneuvering around the kitchen.

You grabbed one of the chocolate chip cookies you’d baked and shoved the entire thing into your mouth. If your mouth was full you couldn’t talk, and if you couldn’t talk you didn’t need to worry about what you were supposed to say next. All too soon your mouth was void of cookie and the wine was poured. Jiyong had gotten up from the table. Now instead of a few feet away from you, there was only a butcher block counter between you. You pushed the wine glass over the polished wood and let your fingers linger long enough for him to brush them with his own as he took the glass from you.

“So, you were saying something about your siblings. Two brothers and a sister?”

“Three sisters.”

“Wow, that’s a big family.” you mused.

He raised an eyebrow, “You have no idea.”

After a particularly slow sip of wine you asked, “Was it nice? Growing up with a big family like that?”

“We didn’t’ really have the kind of relationship you’re probably imagining. The only thing that ever really brought us together was our hatred of our father, other than that we don’t really get along that well. My baby brother is a major asshole, acts like he's the sun in the sky and everything revolves around him. My other brother is alright but we don’t see each other a lot because he spends a lot of time...out at sea.” he said cautious not to lie, but worried about saying too much, “My sisters are okay too, except the one. We don’t speak at all anymore. That’s a long story for a different time. Then of course I have about a billion cousins but I don’t speak to any of them.”

“Why not? What’s wrong with you?” you grinned over your wine glass.

Jiyong scowled, “Nothing, obviously the problem is with them.”

“Obviously.” you laughed and leaned back against the counter. You watched his eyes narrow and move up your body. “Um, I wanted to thank you.”

His eyebrows pitched, “What for?”.

“Coming over.” you said with a small smile, “It’s been so boring with Jiho out of town. Lonely.”

“It’s really my pleasure. I was, as they say, through the roof when you invited me over. I’ve been having a wonderful time with you.”

“Me too.” you said quietly.

You sipped the wine from your glass while eyeing Jiyong over the rim. He had moved further into the kitchen as you were talking and was now leaning against the counter opposite you. Wine glass at his lips, his actions mirroring your own. When you thought about it, it wasn’t entirely clear how you even got here to this moment. You didn’t remember having actually invited him over. You didn’t remember even opening the door to let him in. You were both just there. Yet at the same time nothing about this moment felt uncomfortable or unnatural. If you tried to think too much about anything before right now your brain felt fuzzy and you’d return to the present and you thought it must have been because of the wine.

The apartment was quiet, except for the subtle sounds of water flowing through pipes in the wall as your neighbor used their sink. Doing dishes you’d imagined There was a tension between you and Jiyong that you felt familiar with and you didn’t hate that you were experiencing it now. Better in the privacy of your own home than at the bakery like usual.

“You know I have a boyfriend.” You suddenly felt the need to state the fact very clearly. Even if a small smirk still played on your lips.

He inhaled a deep breath and released it slowly before responding, “Yeah, so?”

“So... stop staring at me like you want to take my clothes off with your teeth.”

Jiyong said nothing in return but his eyes followed you as you went to the open living room and sat down on the chair, kicking your feet up on the table. Finishing his wine Jiyong sat his empty glass on the table and followed you from the kitchen to the living room. Slowly though, taking his time. Taking in all of the art on the walls and photographs and trinkets on the shelves. With each object trying to decipher what belonged to you and what belonged to the boyfriend. Neither of you said anything as he perused your space. It was a comfortable silence between the two of you.

After he was satisfied that he’d seen it all he sat down on the couch with another long sigh. His knees were spread apart as he leaned back into the cushions. Your lips pressed together tightly, your thighs even more so. His lap looked like an invitation you desperately wanted to accept. You looked away quickly after realizing your gaze had lingered a little too long on his crotch, but he’d already caught you.

“You know ” He said suddenly breaking the silence between you, “We don’t have to take our clothes off…”

“To have a good time?” You finished, bringing your glass to your parched lips.

“Exactly.” He smirked. He looked evil and delicious. “Come here.”

You pressed your thighs together once more at just the suggestion, as much as you could anyway. You could already tell you were dripping in your jeans. You had been since you were sitting at the dining table. “I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“You know why. If I went over there I’d want to kiss you and I can’t kiss you because that would be cheating.” you tried to focus on your breathing, wishing your heart would stop pounding so hard in your chest.

“Well, I don’t want you to kiss me. You can’t kiss me if I don’t want you to.”

That stopped your heart dead in your chest with mass disappointment, “Oh...you don’t?”

“Nope.” he licked his lips, “I just, very innocently, would like you to come sit on my lap for a minute. Just here, on this thigh. I won’t even touch you. I promise.”

He threw his arms back so they were spread out across the back of the couch as if to prove the purity of his request. On the side table next to the couch was a picture of you and Jiho that seemed to be staring at you. Standing up from the chair you slammed it face down on the table before climbing on top of Jiyong, stradling your knees on either side of his leg, pressing your core against the muscle with a tiny satisfied sigh.

“If we’re totally dressed and we don’t kiss and we don’t even use our hands…” you started to justify.

“It’s not cheating.” Jiyong bit his lip, his eyes devouring you.

“Right, okay.” You nodded in agreement. “That’s what I had thought but, I just wanted to clarify.”

You placed your arms on either side of his head and clutched onto the couch cushion behind him. You’d been careful not to run your hands through his hair like you so desperately wanted to. As if knowing your desire Jiyong lifted his hand off the couch and ran his hand through his own hair, showing off his long soft neck. Another little moan slipped passed your lips as your eyes followed the ridge of his Adams apple.

“What if you kept your shirt on…” he suggested, eyeing you as you imagined your mouth against the expanse of his neck, “but unbuttoned just one of those buttons.”

“I can’t see anything wrong with that. People wear less all the time.” You unbuttoned the first button and then slipped your hand down and unbuttoned one more. “Oh, that one was an accident.”

“Of course.” He smirked, flicking his tongue over his lips at the sight of your tender skin.

You moved up so your chest was closer to his face, tempting him. He had much less reserve than you did and he dove nose first into your cleavage. As he inhaled your scent you lifted your hand to your mouth, biting down hard on your knuckles. He didn’t kiss you, or suck on the tops of your breasts like he wanted. He just moved his mouth slowly over the soft skin, the hot air of his breath cascading across your flesh until you were gasping on top of him, your hips already grinding against him. As if completely losing his willpower he finally did kiss you, all over your chest and up your throat.

He’d almost reached your lips when you pulled away. “We said no touching.”

“That wasn’t touching it was kissing…” he clarified.

“You said you didn’t want to kiss me.” You argued.

He shook his head looking smug, “I said I didn’t want you to kiss me.”

Your mouth fell slightly agape as you realized it was true. “Well...that’s not fair. You can’t kiss me either.”

“Fine.” He said and defiantly licked a lone, wet stripe up your neck.

Your eyes rolled back at the sensation and you melted into his chest. “Shit. You can’t do that either!”

“Nothing that feels any good then?”

“Exactly,” you confirmed, “only things that completely toe the line and are completely unfulfilling.”

“Fuuuck me.” He dragged out with a sigh as he leaned back against the couch. He looked at you over his warm cheeks.

“I wish I could.” You whispered, slowly grinding your hips forward and back, your body rolling against him.

“But you can’t because you’re a good girl.” He hissed out a breath as your grinding found his sensitive erection.

You circled your hips back around, a little gasp escaping your mouth as you reached the front again, slamming against his clothed dick. “I am. I’m a good girl.”

“Y/n,” he panted beneath you, “as far as I’m concerned, you’re the best girl.”

You moaned with satisfaction at his approval and leaned forward. You nuzzled into his neck and breathed him in. He smelled divine. Cologne, shampoo, and somehow spiced chocolate. You whimpered gently against his soft, warm skin. It felt good to be this close to him, chests pressed together, breathing each other in, grinding against his hidden erection. There was a lack of him at the same time that you found completely agonizing. You just knew that if being with him like this was nearly enough to get you off, that being with him without restraint would feel infinitely better.

“I love how you use me.” He whispered against your ear.

A guttural groan escaped your lips as you rolled your hips, pressing hard into his lap to find the friction you were aching for. His mouth was wide open against your neck, panting, hot breath coasting over your throat as he did his best not to suck your skin into his mouth. Breaking your own rules you sucked his skin between your teeth and he hissed. It was okay, you’d thought to yourself, biting wasn’t kissing.

“I can’t touch you,” he said, eyes closed, head leaning back against the couch, “but you can touch you, for me.”

You leaned back in his lap, his eyes opened lazily to watch you. You sucked your bottom lip into your mouth and with a sigh slipped your hand down the front of your pants. He watched your mouth fall open with a smile. His eyes took in every movement you made. Every stretch of your neck, the pulsing in your throat as you gasped out loud at the feeling of your own fingers.

“Do you want to taste it?” You asked pulling your fingers from your pants, feeling bad that all he had in this moment was watching you get off.

His mouth fell open with a malevolent smile, “That’s allowed?”

You shrugged and rubbed your two shining fingers together in front of him, “I’ve let you taste things before.”

He let out an exhausted puff of air, “You’re going to kill me like this.”

“It would be impolite not to try it, I made it just for you.”

He shuddered in pleasure at your words and opened his mouth to allow you to slip your fingers passed his lips and onto his tongue. As they hit his taste buds he groaned and slammed his fist against the back of the couch in frustration.

“Don’t cry.” You teased.

He gave you a look so sharp, so severe that you gulped down any remaining laughter and slipped your cleaned fingers from his mouth.

“I’d like to make you cry.” He muttered. It didn’t seem like a threat at all. It was more like the promise of a gift. Your chest swelled with a deep breath and he nodded toward your undone jean zipper. “Finish.”

Reaching your hand back in your pants, it didn’t take long for you to find your tempo again. Your thighs squeezing tightly against his, and your core grinding hard against his trapped erection. Within a minute you were a moaning mess.

“I swear...if you don’t stop making that noise I’m going to cum right now in these pants.” He groaned uncomfortably.

You looked over to see his fingers digging into the couch cushions and grinned. Slowly you dragged the tip of your nose up the length of his neck, so lightly that he shivered the entire time, until your lips brushed against his earlobe. Then you let out a soft long moan. He threw his head back. Beneath you, you could feel the muscles in his thigh vibrating. With your fingers still at work you let out another timid whimper.

“Fuck, stop.” He gasped, and so you did. Your hips stopped their thrust and your heavy breath stopped flowing down his neck. His eyes blew wide open. “No. No, I meant don’t stop. Never stop. Do this for eternity and then longer.”

You chuckled lightly before starting again.You gasped once more at the feel of your fingers, almost reaching the satisfaction you’d been looking for. You rested your head on his shoulder, your damp forehead pressed against his neck just under his ear. It took literally just a moment for you to let out one more heady moan and a soft, sweet, “Fuck, I’m cumming.”

“I know you want to stop,” you did, every time you would get yourself to the brink but weren’t able to take it all the way. Leaning back on his lap you looked at his face and wondered silently to yourself how he knew. Then he made a request. “but don’t stop.”

“I can’t do it.”

“You can. Your hand is my hand, don’t let it stop unless I would stop it.” His eyes locked with yours and you could have sworn he’d taken you over.

Your fingers moved faster over your sensitive clit and with intent that hadn’t been there before. Trembling all over, you gasped for air. Everything inside you screamed for you to stop, that you were close and that you wouldn’t be able to take the pleasure. You couldn’t stop though, he wouldn’t let you. Not until you relaxed and let yourself go completely. He kept this magical, and intangible hold on you until you had actually made yourself cum, and you had soaked through your jeans and his.

You whined with pure pleasure as your thighs shook around his, and that was all he needed. He sputtered beneath you, letting out several small gasps and then he dragged his hand heavily over his face.

“Thank you.” he breathed.

“You’re welcome.” You panted with your head resting back against his shoulder as you caught your breath. “I’m sorry.”

“What could you possibly have to be sorry for?” He asked reveling in the feel of your hair that had fallen against his cheek and the invigorating smell of you against him.

“That none of this was real.” you whispered.

Jiyong woke with a jolt. In his own bed, silk sheets twisted around his leg, still fully erect. You, nowhere in sight. Your scent lingered in his nose and his fingernails were painted black. He sighed deeply before sinking back into the bed, “Well, that’s unfortunate.”

It was busy when he stepped into the cafe the next day. It had been raining hard all morning and people had been coming in to hide from the weather and to warm up with a good, hot drink. Jiyong knew you had seen him, but you quickly looked away and continued on with the hustle and bustle of your work. You’d even left his drink to be made by someone else. He sat down at one of the only tables left open and sipped his espresso with a frown. Watching you run around left him thinking about his dream from the night before and created a stirring in his stomach. Before any awkward or uncomfortable situations arose he opened his notebook and concentrated on that instead. With the number of souls in the room, it wouldn’t be hard for him to become enthralled in the reading.

Jiyong, Hades, had really cared about two things and two things only since the very start of his time as god of the underworld. His furry best friend, Cerberus, and his leather bound book of souls. Originally it wasn’t a book at all, it was an infinity scroll of parchment. He could roll and roll the parchment as much as he liked, and all he had to do was think of the name of the souls he wished to learn about. As he thought of the soul the entire history of their life would appear before his eyes. The notebook worked the similarly, but he liked the upgrades much better.

With the notebook all he had to do was open the book. If he didn’t think of a specific soul the book would tell him about one that was nearby. If he did think of the soul he could then flip open to a page, any page at all, and it would give him the information he required. The notebook was nice because as he flipped the pages following the original soul he could see the souls of every person that was connected to it. Significant others, family members, coworkers, everyone down to the person who held the door open for them once that they didn’t say thank you to. It was a full history of whoever he wanted.

That’s how he learned everything about you before you’d told him. It’s how he knew that what you said about your mother was true. It’s how he knew your grandmother was the only person in your life that had been worth anything at all. It’s how he knew your boyfriend was a complete and utter piece of shit. He hated that he couldn’t tell you what he knew. That he had to let you eventually learn on your own, hopefully sooner rather than later.

As a bit of a game, when he had time, he would read through some nearby souls page, their age and name and then scroll through the years of their lives. All of their crimes and all of their good deeds laid out before him for judgement. Once he felt he had a good sense of who they were he would look up from his notebook and scan the room to guess which person was the soul in question. After he had made his guess he would place his hand on the page of the soul and would call for it at which point the soul would be compelled to make eye contact with him.

He had been four souls for five when he realized that the shop had significantly quieted down. The rain outside seeming to have subsided for now. Then he finally registered that even though you weren’t slammed with work you had still yet to come see him. He tried not to put much thought into it and continued his game a little longer until the room started to filter down to bare bones again. He pouted once more when you still hadn’t come over and looked up at you. You’d been leaning against the counter, watching him, as you half listened to your coworker drone on about a customer they had helped. As he met your gaze your eyes widened and you quickly looked away. You picked up a rag and started to wipe things down in an attempt to look busy. Finally Jiyong stood up, pocketed his notebook and made his way over to the counter.

“Hello.” he said warmly, trying to figure out why you were actively ignoring him.

“Hey,” you said over your shoulder, “Sorry, I’m just so busy today.”

“Mmhmm.” he looked over at your coworker who shrugged, having no idea what you were talking about.

You walked around the counter and started very busily wiping down every table in your path, asking the rare customers if everything was okay or if they needed anything. You tried to ignore that Jiyong was following behind you. That you could smell his cologne. That you could practically feel the heat of him against your back. Reaching the last table you shook as you wiped it clean.

“You’re avoiding me.” It felt like his lips were against your ear and your back stiffened. Turning around you’d found he was incredibly close indeed, nearly nose to nose. Very suddenly you forgot what breathing was.

You weren’t able to look directly at him and were completely unable to meet his eyes. Instead you kept your gaze on his mouth, which honestly wasn’t that much better for you. It was doing something between a pout and smile. His bottom lip was slightly pushed out and looked lush, pink, and soft. His top lip was thinner but its shape was enticing, perfectly curved. You immediately had a theory that your lips would fit together like two corresponding puzzle pieces and you had to gulp as to avoid drooling from salivation. Shaking your head suddenly you pulled yourself back to reality and squeezed passed him.

“I’m not.” you denied, “We’ve been busy.”

“You were when I first arrived, I’ll give you that, but there hasn’t been a new customer in the last half hour.” he was calm as he continued behind you.

You stopped and turned around to look at him with a clearly annoyed expression on your face, “There’s still a lot to do. Cleaning and restocking. I can’t always just hang out with you all day, Ji.”

“Have I upset you?” he asked quietly, as you started to walk away once more. “Did I do something wrong? I’d like to apologize if I have.”

You stopped and turned around again. He was fully pouting this time, eyes big and sad as he stared at you. A sigh escaped from deep in your chest. Looking around the two of you, you noticed there were two too many people within ear shot. Wrapping your fingers around his wrist, you dragged him across the room to an empty corner.

“You didn’t do anything wrong. Listen I-” you groaned in frustration. “You can’t say anything. If I tell you, I know you’re going to try and say something smug and annoying, but don’t do it okay? Promise you will fight your internal urge to embarrass me.”

“You think you know me so well.” he grinned happily.

“Promise me!” you said pinching him hard on the arm until he flinched, “I mean it. If you don’t I swear right now I won’t talk to you all day. No matter how long you stay.”

He laughed rubbing his arm where you had pinched him, “Alright, okay! I promise.”

“I...ugh, I had a dream about you last night and, I don’t know. The memory of it is lingering.” Jiyong opened his mouth to speak, “Don’t!”

He smiled wickedly, “I think it’s only fair if you tell me what it was about.”

“Absolutely not!” you crossed your arms over your chest, “You know too much as it is.”

“Why not? Was it something naughty?” he tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and you wanted to scream.

“No! Stop it.” it felt like your face was cherry red or maybe just on actual fire. “It was...nothing. We were just hanging out.”

“Really? Fascinating. You had a dream we were just hanging out and now you can’t look me in the eye. Seems incredibly likely.”

“I hate you.” you mumbled, now it wasn’t just your face that was on fire but your whole being. “I have to go away from you. I knew you were going to be like this.”

“Hey,” he said seriously, grabbing your wrist as you tried to walk away. “If it makes you feel better, I had a dream about you too.”

You looked at him skeptically, “You did? Are you lying?”

“When have I ever lied to you.” he asked very seriously.

Your curiosity reached a peak, “What happened in your dream?”

“We were hanging out.” he laughed as you rolled your eyes at him in annoyance, “No! Really we were just spending some time together, very innocently, and then you made me cum in my pants.”

You inhaled so deeply, so quickly, that you started to choke on nothing but air. “Jiyong! You can’t just say that.”

“Why not? I thought it would make you feel less embarrassed about whatever happened in you dream.” He looked around to see how many people were staring, it was almost all of them. “You are mortified, look at you! I ejaculate in my pants and you’re the one who is embarrassed. Where’s the sense in it?”

“Oh my god, you seriously have to stop saying that.” you said catching your breath again, “I have a boyfriend.”

“It was a dream! It’s not like you actually dry humped me to completion. I should know, as I’m the one that woke up very much not completed.”

You pulled a chair out from the table you were standing next to and sat down. You set your head down on the table, your burning cheek pressed against the cool table top with some relief.

“You’re so dramatic.” he chuckled, “Even in my wildest dreams of you we still didn’t even kiss. I didn’t even get a good look at your ti-”

You lifted your head from the table at this, “What did you just say?”

“We didn’t kiss. We barely even touched the whole time, honestly.”

“How did you know that?” Your heart started racing once more.

He looked at you like you were crazy, “What do you mean, it was my dream?”

You shook your head, “Then how did we dream the same exact thing?”

“You had the same dream as I did?” he asked now genuinely curious.

“From what it sounds like it was exactly the same dream.”

Jiyong thought for a moment and then said quite dismissively, “I’ll ask my dream guy about it. Let’s not let it get in the way for now.”

You tried your best not to laugh in his face, “You have a ‘dream’ guy?”

“Yes, luckily for us I’d say. Wouldn’t you?” he asked looking offended.

“Sure.” you smirked, suddenly feeling better, relieved. You stood up from the table, “Do you want a refill on your espresso?”

“Yes, please. Only an hour after I’d finished the first one.” he complained, “The service here is abysmal.”

He smiled brightly, catching the now dirty towel you’d been using as you threw it at his chest. He was pleased that you were no longer ignoring him.

Hades stared at the open mouth of the cave that Morpheus called home. A river of poppies traveled out of the cave and spread like a blanket over the mountain side. He groaned, hating to visit other gods when he shouldn’t have to. He pushed forward, crushing poppies beneath his heel as he made his way inside. Once in the cave he looked around the vast space for the god he needed to speak to. Even the floor of the cave was carpeted with poppies. The walls were lined with shelves that were packed with jars of various sizes that looked to be filled with a glittery, fine sand in either black or white. Hades knew it was actually a dream dust, the white would lead to pleasant dreams while its counterpart would make for nightmares.

“Morpheus,” he called out, “I hope you’re not hiding from me.”

Walking around the room he found the ivory dream box that was sitting on a small pedestal. He dragged his finger over the details of the box and then lifted the lid to peak inside. There were a few vials of dream dust, but nothing very thrilling.

He sighed and tried again, “Listen, I know you’re here. Just come down. I’m not mad, I just want to talk.”

There was a shuffling from somewhere up above in the darkest corner of the cave and then a cheerful voice came down like a song, “Oh Hades, my favorite of the young gods, is that you? I didn’t notice you were here. What a lovely surprise!”

“You knew I’d be coming.” Hades sneered, “You just expected I would be angry.”

“Can you fault me? You normally are.” Morpheus had been slowly making his way down from his hiding spot. Once on the ground he tucked his wings behind him. “Did you like it then? Have you come to thank me in person?”

“Why would I do that? Why would you do that? How did you?”

“The how is simple of course, I just joined the two of you in the same dreamscape.”

Hades tried his best to keep his patience with ancient god, an absolute moron as far as he was concerned and an opiate fiend. “Why? What made you think I would want that? That she would ever want that?”

“I happen to know she wanted it because I happen to be privy to her desires. The delusional woman has been thinking of you for weeks, I was only throwing her a bone.” Morpheus chuckled like a thirteen year old boy not an ageless god. “I figured you would be interested in it as well seeing as you’ve been so captivated by her. Plus, it’s been some time since Persephone left. I thought you might be feeling...lonely.”

“F-First of all,” Hades stuttered out, there was so much to be unpacked. “Persephone didn’t ‘leave’ me. It was a mutual separation.”

He ignored Morpheus’ eyeroll. “Secondly, I’m not captivated by her. We’re...friends.”

“Hades, keeper of the underworld, friends with a mortal? My young god, when did you get so funny?”

“We are. That’s all we are! We’re just friends.” Hades could finally feel his anger rising. Mockingly, though he wasn’t sure who he was mocking at this point he muttered, “She has a boyfriend.”

“Did you truly not enjoy yourself, Hades? Was it not a shared desire?” Morpheus asked with a real curiosity.

Hades flushed, “No. It was... I don’t...Don’t do it again!”

Morpheus had a cheshire grin. “I’m only doing my job, Hades.”

“I mean it. Never again.”

He watched as Hades, turned on his heel and stomped out of the cave. With a lingering smirk he walked over to the dream box and opened the lid to grab one of the vials inside. He twisted the white sand filled vial between his palms and hummed quietly to himself. Never again, he thought about the words and weighed the consequences. Never again after this one, he agreed silently to the amended command. Morpheus never wasted a good dream.

#g dragon scenario #kwon jiyong scenario #Big Bang scenario #Kpop scenario #g dragon smut #Kwon Jiyong smut #Big Bang smut #Kpop smut #Everlong

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runathepianist · 4 years

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A Quick Checklist on Self Exploration

Hello everyone! Today I’m going to write down some of a quick checklist of my own self exploration based on question provided by ELE on this twitter link! (https://twitter.com/xlittle_ele/status/1275847156629475328)

I will write things here in order not to spam your Twitter Timeline too much.

1. First of all, introduce yourself! What’s your name? My name is Runa. People usually call me by that name, but some others call me Ruru, Na-chan, some call me by the name of Xiao Wei and some other more.

2. Where are you from? From this universe; specifically, my mother’s womb.

3. Do you have any hobbies? If so, which one? I have plenty of things that I could call as my hobbies. I do music, specifically piano, but lately I’m trying out some other instrument as well, like kalimba/ ukulele. I like to write stories/ letters to friends/ daily journal, I like to re-arranged my room when I got the mood and time to do it, I love to watch some movies/ series and read stories/ manga as well.

4. If you could travel anywhere in the world, where will you go? Hhm...Lemme see...I think I would love to go to Tasmania. I personally loves to go to those minor places that people are not really put an eye to. Rather than going to those mainstream places. Partially, I want to go to Tasmania ever since I watch a Singapore drama series [Sudden] and part of the scenery in that series was taken at Tasmania. It makes me want to go there and visit the real place someday.

5. Do you believe in love at the first sight? Hmm...Not really, actually. Maybe because I’m a person who usually fall in love after I have interacted with the person for quite some time. Maybe because I rarely deeply attracted with how someone’s physical looks, but more into the personality they have within them.

6. What’s your favourite song at the moment? If you don’t have one, what’s the last song you listened to? I’m listening to quite a lot of Hiroyuki Sawano’s composed OST songs these days lately and also currently re-listen to Rachmaninoff piano concerto in C minor.

7. What’s your favourite food? A lot (?) But mostly I love those salty food rather than sweet stuffs.

8. What’s the first thing you think of when you wake up in the morning? It is either I’m trying to remember about the dream I dream of last night, or I feel grateful that I’m still be able to stay alive today. Sometimes, I could think of some random stuffs that suddenly struck me when I’m awake in the morning.

9. Do you believe in soulmates? Not really, but I believe that people are attracting people with the same/ similar frequencies with them, so if I want to see how my future soulmates is, I just need to mirror on myself and see how I’m living my life so far and how’s my true personality is.

10. What do you want to become in the future? A wonderful lady artist (musician) for myself, wife for my husband and an awesome mother of two or three.

11. What’s your favorite book? Kate DiCamillo’s The miraculous journey of Edward Tulane All poetry books by Lang Leav Le petite prince - Antoine de Saint-Exupery Steal like an artist - Austin Kleon

12. Favorite Season? Hmm...Spring time?

13. What’s the best memory you have with your friends? Hmm..Actually I couldn’t really recall any. Maybe there was, but I’m a forgetful person, really.

14. What’s your biggest dream? To have a peaceful and healthy (both physically and mentally) life with my beloved family and dearest people. 15. If you could change one thing about yourself, what it’ll be? I wonder...Maybe my cowardness?

16. What’s your favorite movie? Hmm...There are a lot too, but lemme spell out some that I could still remember the title. It’s kinda hard to name, since I’m usually more into series than movie. The Devil wears prada, Up in the air, Habibie & Ainun, Yes Man, How to train your dragon 1 & 2, Finding Mr. Right.

17. Do you have a crush on someone? Hmm...I currently have a fiance. Does this count as one?

18. If you knew you were gonna die tomorrow, what will you do? Write a letter and prepare parting gift for everyone. Have a good talk and convey everything that I would love to tell to my beloved dearest people surround me.

19. Do you feel proud of yourself? Yes I do

20. What do you think is your safe place? Y’know, that place/ thing that helps you feel better when you need it the most? Bathroom, because it gives you privacy though you are surrounded by people. I mean, it’s rare to see other people following you into bathroom right? So the sense of personal space is there in the bathroom. At least, for me personally.

21. Do you believe in ghosts? I believe it exist in terms of frequencies. This universe is filled by various frequencies and they are unseen, but you could sometimes feel it. That’s how I define feelings, and ghosts.

22. Do you miss someone? I miss myself, sometimes, and some people that have passed away, sometimes.

23. Do you have any pets? What are their names? I used to have hedgehogs, but I don’t have any with me now after their death.

24. Are you a night person or a morning one? I could say I’m a night owl. Morning doesn’t really work well for me.

25. Are you part of the LGBT community? Nope, but I’m okay with being friend with people who are part of the LGBT community.

26. What’s your favorite video game? Hmm...Those old games, like Fatal Frame series, La pucelle, phantom brave, disgaea, some otome games like amnesia series/ hakuoki.

27. What’s the reason you wake up every morning? Life goes on, so yeah.

28. Do you look up to someone? Hmm...it’s a yes and a no.

29. What’s something you’ve wanted to try for a while, but haven’t done it yet? Go somewhere far away, enjoy tranquility and the nature, alone.

30. What’s the meaning of life for you? It’s an endless journey of finding oneself and spreading positivity and love to people surround us.

31. Do you play any instruments? I play mostly piano and those instruments within the same family like keyboard, electone, pianika, etc. Side: I tried ukulele, kalimba, recorder, etc.

32. What’s the most annoying thing you had to deal with? The battle within myself, How to deal with the society surrounds me.

33. How would you define “art”? Wabisabi - the beauty in imperfection.

34. Do you think you’re a different person now because of quarantine and everything that happened in the world? Not really, but I do find out how lazy I actually am after this quarantine. How I am really a jak-of-all-trades; well, it just some self-exploration, but to say that I’m a different person now? Nah, no! I’m still me.

35. Name one thing you hate that others love? Those material related stuffs.

36. What do you think that happens after we die? My soul with emerge with this universe and my physical body will blend into one to the soil. I will become frequencies and when the right moment comes, I will be born again in this universe in a different form.

37. Do you have any regrets? I do, but I don’t want to dwell into things in the past too much as there is no way we could change the past, but I’m striving to change now to change the future instead.

38. Love or being loved? Being loved is awesome.

39. What’s the best advice someone has ever given to you? Marriage is not about love, because love won’t last for years, but please keep enhancing yourself to be the best version of yourself and never forget to build consciousness within yourself. Based on that, you support each other, appreciate each other and trust each other as couple. (Advice given by Nichiren Daishonin Buddha to his disciple, Shijo Kingo)

I really like this a lot when I stumble on this, and apparently it’s one of advice that I took dearly within my heart until now as a guidance.

40. What are you afraid of? When I make my family upset/ something bad happen to them

41. Describe yourself in 5 words Simplicated Jack of all trades

42. How’s your relationship with your parents/ siblings? Very good. We never really have any toxic relationship with each other though of course we are all not perfect and there are things that we should work on for each of us.

43. Would you rather live in a big city or in a small town? Hmm...A small town that is able to travel to a big city for a travel distance less than an hour by train. I miss my time spent when I was in Diemen. It was a nice small city near Amsterdam.

44. Have you ever been on a relationship? Yes

45. What’s the happiest memory that comes to your mind right now? I’m actually pretty sleepy and zombie mode right now, so I couldn’t think off any specific moment, but I think most of moments in my life is a bit bitter with lots of sweetness on it, so yeah! Those moments spent with my family are the best.

46. Do you easily trust others? Nope. I usually have minus trust with other people other than my own core family. Even I couldn’t trust my extended family too much.

47. Have you ever dyed your hair? Nope, but I usually try some wigs instead.

48. What’s the first thing you notice when you meet someone new? Of course, it’s physical appearance (though I should say I don’t put much attention on physical thing) since it’s the first thing that we could see with bare eyes.

49. If you could only listen to one album for the rest of your life, which one it’ll be? I’ll just pick one from KOKIA album. I love her so much. Any album could do, but maybe I’ll choose the best collection album since it contains more songs there LMAO

50. Tag someone to remind them how much you love and care about them... Hmm..I will tag my sister perhaps XD The other family members of mine don’t have twitter.

51. What was your favourite toy when you were a kid? Dolls? I forgot. ahahaha.

52. What’s your biggest pet peeve? When people in society only judge people based on material possession they have rather than by their hearts. It annoys me so much when I encounter one.

53. If you could change one thing in the world to make it a better place, what will you do? I don’t have any idea right now. Writer’s block.

54. Have you ever got involved with drugs/ alcohol? Nope. Never.

55. What do you think is your aesthetic? Hmm... All of me?

56. Do you enjoy traveling? Yes, but sometimes not really since traveling is tiring, but it’s good to see a different scenery once in a while.

57. What’s your favorite show? Hmm...I don’t really have one maybe? Is anime consider as show? I don’t think so huh.

58. Are you into witchcraft? Nope.

59. What would be your ideal gift? Hmm...I never really have any specific desire in life, but usually I love letterset/ notebook/ fluffy stuffs/ tea/ coffee/ any aesthetic/ vintage stuffs around. I usually treasure more intangible things than tangible one, so yea.

60. Do you think you’re a good person? It depends on how you define a good person is.

61. Are you more of an introvert or an extrovert? I’m introvert.

62. Have you ever gone to a concert? Yes, I did. Some classical concert and Kingdom Heart orchestra tour concert.

63. How will your ideal first date be? When there is no drama occurs and compatibility is there, ah, with good food and tea as well.

64. Do you think there’s life in others planets? Mayhap. Why not? I’m open to any possibilities.

65. What do you do when you feel sad? I play/ listen to music, watch something, write something, take a good shower with favorite scented soap.

66. If you could travel back in time to another century, which one will you pick? Hmm....The year where I’m born.

67. Do you often remember your dreams? Yes, I do!

68. Name one thing you hate about your country I don’t really have one.

69. If you won the lottery, what will you do with all the money? I’ll buy a house for myself (and my future family) and another one to build a public library/ an orphanage.

70. Any guilty pleasure? Quite a lot, actually.

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fyrapartnersearch · 4 years

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FF7 Remake/Crisis Core RP

Hello, one and all! My name is Oz! I'm searching for someone who'd want to RP FF7, or FF7: Crisis Core with me. I’m looking for someone to play Sephiroth, Reno, Zack Fair, or Genesis Rhapsodos for me.

I’m currently a college student hoping to transfer to an art school near my home. At the moment, I’m twenty-two years old. Some of my biggest passions are drawing, writing, playing video games and daydreaming.

I live in the EST timezone and have a relatively open schedule!

Please take a few moments to skim through the below rules! I know a lot of people always have the same stuff, but please bear with me. There are no passwords.

LENGTH

I only write in paragraph-form, usually 300 words minimum. I can’t do novella form, and I can’t do script form or one-liners. I always make sure that your love interests side is the same side or longer than mine, so please try to extend the same courtesy for me.

REPLY TIME

If you can’t reply once a day/once every two days/etc, it’s fine! But, please let me know if you’re going to be gone for like a month? It feels bad when my partners drop off the face of the earth, leaving me wondering if I did something wrong. :(

LIMITS

If you can’t RP smut, then I am not the partner for you. I love smut. As I am 22, you need to be 18+ in order to roleplay with me.

But I do have limits. I cannot roleplay pedophilia, necrophilia, intense gore, and anything with human waste or feet. Violence, substance abuse, dark themes and sex can definitely be incorporated into the RP. I’m okay with any kind of relationship. Heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, etc, etc. Your character can identify as whatever you want, too. I don’t judge, everyone is valid.

I love polyamorous relationships! Don’t be afraid to suggest them. Reverse harems are also fantastic.

FORMAT

Doubling, always.

GRAMMAR/SPELLING

Please have a decent grasp over both, including formatting. Every time a new character speaks, a new paragraph should be started. Huge clumping paragraphs are incredibly difficult for me to read. Periods, exclamation points, question marks all go at the ends of sentences, etc. I won’t jump down your throat for a simple mistake.

GENRE/AUs

All of my roleplays are centered around romance. And they can also get really lewd, if that’s something you’re into.

Of course, other genres are included. I’m open to using a wide variety of themes/subjects, but I can’t take immense doses of horror. I’m alright with angst, but I prefer it not be present in every single scene.

I love fluffy or spice roleplays, just say what you want when you message me. Additionally, I adore AUs.

In fact, for FF7, I’d prefer to do some bending of the canon timeline. Especially if we’re deciding to include Crisis Core characters.

For other AUs, soulmate and omegaverse are among my favorites.

CONTACT

Please contact me via discord, Wooloo#3568 OR at my email, [email protected] Aaaand that’s it for the rules!

((for mods: if you could tag it with ff7 and ffvii, that would be great! thank you so much))

#multiple paragraph #para #long term #email #submission

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tanoraqui · 5 years

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those tags? ouch? mod worked so hard?

it’s hard to judge the level of tease vs condemnation in the tone of this, but for the record, I have thought about it, these last…god, over six years, and I’ve essentially concluded that what I put in my tags on my blog is my own business, and if the creator of a work I’m reblogging has some reaction to them, that reaction is not my responsibility, because they deliberately came to my space in order to view feedback on their work. Because is how tumblr works - you don’t see tags on your post unless you seek it out, even if “seek it out” is defined as “downloaded an extension years ago to show you tags with reblogs.” That’s still putting in extra effort, going the extra mile, or at least meter. I’m not adding my comments to the reblog, which they would automatically see in their Activity feed, nor am I replying to the post, ditto - tags are, everyone generally agrees, a place to sort things and to ramble in an undertone visible to you and your followers. If someone copies it onto the post with a reblog, that’s cool, but it wasn’t you that added it in a permanent and visible manner.

So if the creator then finds that I’ve commented - in the undertone permanent only on my own blog - with some critique, or maybe tagged it some way they never would have thought to just because it reminds me of that thing, how they feel about it is their concern, not mine. It’s a result of a thing I said, yes, about their work, but not to them. Just because a fellow tumblrer is more likely to see those comments than, say, JK Rowling is to see my extended complaints about the Fantastic Beasts movies - posted in this open forum where she is physically capable of seeing them but is unlikely to - does not mean I have cause to feel guilt or delight in any reactions they might have.

That’s the black-and-white answer, at least. The core of it. I’m aware, however, as I should be, that it is VERY much more likely that a tumblr-based creator like Modmad is going to see my tags than Rowling is, so I deliberately couched the comments in question in the classic compliment-critique-compliment sandwich of all good workshop comments everywhere - and you’d better believe I mean those first and last comments, too. I didn’t expand on them as much, but they were weighing on my chest less bc they’re positive, and what am I supposed to do, ramble endlessly about how much I like Mod’s duck comics? I mean, I could. I hope the fact that I keep reblogging and carefully tagging them all is some indication. I actually fully support the decision to make Leo an evil businessman doing it for a mix of profit and the lulz, rather than a scientist who believes in “pure” logic over magic, for the edited reasons here (shit, I didn’t think of that either), and because I agree that it WOULD have been kind of heavy-handed. There’s nothing wrong with bringing in one’s feelings on current events, and fuck that sort of businessperson.

Not that I’m the ultimate authority on skillful storytelling, but, like, I’m pretty good. Not to brag, but I’m pretty good. And it would have been better if there’d been some dialogue of, like, Magica asking Leo “WTF”, maybe more explicit reasoning/arguing/defining character moment from her about how she wants to use these animals but sustainability is important and when you get right down to it, she just likes magical things and wants it to thrive. She’s not a “hero”, but she has her own code. Then Leo is like, “But you’re still not one of heroes, so have you considered: pure profit”. Leo is working on a different angle of “pure” than Gladstone and to a lesser extent Magica, or at least, his moral code is roughly “who cares so long as I make money”, but the overall moral becomes much more coherently “purity in ‘moral’ actions is often impossible and when it’s not, it’s usually indistinguishable from heartless, dangerous extremism, so we should all just be thoughtful and aware of nuance and keep trying our best.” Which was, I think, the message Mod was trying to get across, and overall did really well.

…back to the non-specific-comic point: being aware that there was a decent chance Mod would see my tags, I did in fact deliberately leave out a comment that the particularly sketchy art of this comic got difficult for me to follow in the action sequences, because I know damn well that’s not Mod’s fault. I’m trying to offer some idle workshopping, now remind them of things they definitely feel bad about and cannot control bc tendonitis/carpel tunnel is a Bitch. I’m saying it now, despite the at-this-point high probability that they’re going to see this post, because I want to emphasize that I am aware of the impact of my tags on a creator who might read them, even if they are seeking out that response and thus accepting their own responsibility for said impact, and I’m not trying to be an asshole.

Edit added about a minute after posting: It would also be different if the creator in question followed me, because then then I WOULD assume that they would see my reblog of their work, and at least the first couple tags. I would in that case - indeed, I have in the past - either put critique under a Read More in a separate post, or PMed them, or put it in the tags but preceded by a tag like “warning: some critique coming next”. Because IMO constructive criticism is always good, but sometimes people don’t want it just now, or not for this work, and even if it’s all good, it’s polite to let people know it’s coming if they’re not already in a space explicitly for it (like a writing workshop.)

#random anon asks #fandom #tumblr

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pepperoniwhirlwind · 6 years

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🌼~Honesty Hour~🌼 (pt. 2)

I was asked by @lovelynhiddenkittens to do 150 questions in the honesty hour tag quite a while ago, and only did a third of it. But no longer will this be the case! Midterms are mostly over (the two biggest ones are done at least) so I can focus on more fun things, like answering these questions! Here’s my answers to questions 51-100:

51. Ever wished you were someone else?

Yes. I have a lot of internalized shame about my body type (petite and curvy) that whenever I see someone super tall or toned I just want to be them. Even if it’s only for a day. I don’t have these wishes so much anymore though. Alex and I have been dating for 5 months (on the 21st of this month) and he loves my body type. Thanks to him, I’m learning to love myself, and learning that I don’t have to be a model to be loved~ 💕

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

My depression. I feel like it makes me a burden on everyone, and although it’s shaped who I am, has it really changed me for the better? Maybe I’m more understanding and empathetic because of it, but it’s also caused me an inordinate amount of pain, and unnecessary pain for my loved ones.

53. Favorite make-up brand?

I don’t wear make-up often enough for me to even have a clue.

54. Favorite store?

What I’m buying changes which store I prefer. If it’s food, I generally hit up Fry’s. If it’s home decor (Which Alex and I needed quite a bit of in recency, given that we just moved into an apartment together a few months ago) I shop at Target. If I need to buy shampoo, face wipes, deodorant, shaving cream, etc. I typically go to Wal-Mart. Does anyone really have just 1 store that they shop at? I know if I bought non-food items at Fry’s I’d go bankrupt. 😂

55. Favorite blog?

That’s a real tough one. I love all of my Tumblr friend’s blogs. @im-here-cause-im-not-all-there posts a lot of stuff I relate to, same for @theperksofneurodivergency, who always posts great content. Seriously, I could sit here for ages and list off all the people on Tumblr that I follow, but that would be ridiculous. Rest assured that if I follow you, it means I generally like what you post.

56. Favorite color?

I love darker colors on the cooler end of the color spectrum; mainly green, blue & purple. I even like pastel colors occasionally. Though that’s more likely when I’m being influenced by some of my alters who like lighter colors. Like Honey, who loves pastel colors, and all things sweet really. That’s why sunflowers are her favorite flower. She appreciates all the sunny and cheerful things in life. ☀️ In our inner world, she even has a garden that she tends to regularly, and grows (you guessed it) sunflowers, among other things.

57. Favorite food?

Oh look, another tough one. Hmm... It really depends what I’m in the mood for. But my boyfriend recently started taking me to Schlotzsky’s, which has a lot of really good sandwiches. Though, I’m always down for some Arby’s. I’m in a rut there, but I don’t care. Their roast beef classic and curly fries are to die for. 😋

58. Last thing you ate?

Speaking of Arby’s... 😆 I ate there for dinner last night in celebration of passing my proctored exam for my math class. It was worth 75% of my grade, and I wasn’t allowed to have anything (they even confiscated my bottle of water). It took 2 hours and was suuuper stressful. So my BF rewarded me with Arby’s when I passed~ 😄 This is just one of the many reasons why I love him~ 💖

59. First thing you ate this morning?

It’s the morning right now, and I haven’t eaten yet... 😅 Does the two sips of my boyfriend’s coffee count?... No?... Okay. *sighs* I should go eat now actually, so I can take my morning meds. Thanks for reminding me, Tumblr ask!

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

I got first place in a race once... then immediately quit the track team. 😂 Running just wasn’t for me. I’ve won blue ribbons for art (culinary and painting mostly) before at the 4-H Fair, but I don’t think I’ve ever been in a proper competition that I won. I recently participated in a Drag Show at my college, and even signed my performance (I know ASL, and I hoped it would make me stand out a bit against the competition), but I didn’t win. It was actually a really close call between all the participants, and the host/judge couldn’t decide who the audience cheered louder for, so the lady who’d set up this event had to come up and make the decision. I was one of the first people she decided should leave the stage. So, needless to say, I felt a little embarrassed and defeated afterwards.

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

I never even had detention 😂 ; I was a goody two-shoes growing up. I was always the teacher’s pet, so no, I was never suspended or expelled.

62. Been arrested? For what?

⬆️ See the point I made above for your answer. ⬆️ I’d have to cease being a goody two-shoes first before being arrested is even a possibility, so no, my record is squeaky clean... we won’t speak of the songs I’ve illegally downloaded from YouTube though. >-> <-< Don’t tell the po-po about this, or else I’ll be forced to participate in court-ordered rehab for my music addiction. 😂

63. Ever been in love?

Yes~ 💘 I’m in love right now, with the most supportive and understanding man I’ve ever known~ I shouldn’t have to say who at this point, but I will. It’s my BF, Alex~ ❤️

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss.

Well, this was back when I lived in Indiana. I had a core group of friends, that all happened to be on the LGBT+ spectrum, so we were practically dripping in rainbow-y goodness. 🌈 Mich, essentially the leader of the group, is trans. While Levi is gay and Laci (she thought she was a lesbian originally, and identified as such for the time that I knew her; I don’t really have contact with any of them anymore) is bi. That just leaves Sasha, who is also bi, and she was my first kiss. Mich, Sasha, I, and others (Levi and Laci weren’t there though) all decided to play spin-the-bottle. Sasha was the first person I landed on, and I still remember her kiss. It was soft, like a cloud, and tasted like strawberries. 🍓 It was a wonderful first kiss, but I definitely prefer kissing Alex the most~ 😍

65. Are you hungry right now?

Well, considering I just ate a mini donut with my pills... yes, yes I am. 😂 ...Don’t you judge me either! Alex and I bought a bunch of mini donuts for our last D&D gaming sesh at Tyler’s, and there was still a bunch left over, so someone has to eat them, and I didn’t feel like making a proper breakfast. Plus, the one I ate is strawberry flavored, so how could I not eat it? If anyone turns down a strawberry donut, suspect immediately that they are a lizard-person.

66. Do you like your Tumblr friends more than your real friends?

What a savage question. No, I do not. I like all of my friends, equally, whether they’re online or offline. I only care if my friends are good people or not; and if they care and respect me as much as I do them. Whether they live nearby or not is of little importance to me. I base my friendships off of their character, their morals; not their place of residence.

67. Facebook or Twitter?

Well, I don’t have a Twitter, and only really check my Facebook once in a blue moon. So... neither?... What, is that not an option? Fine... I choose Facebook... I guess.

68. Twitter or Tumblr?

Tumblr.

69. Are you watching TV right now?

No, I’m currently typing this... I am listening to music though, of course. 😆

70. Names of your best friends?

Well, Tyler’s the only friend I have IRL that knows me, like, truly knows me. By that, I means she knows about my DID, among other diagnoses, as we’ve talked at length about both of our diagnoses before. Since she has Bipolar disorder, she gets what it’s like to have a “scary” mental illness; the ones that get characterized by media to always be violent and unhinged. She didn’t judge me or fear me, she only asked questions and tried to learn as much about my system as she could, which tells us that she truly cares and understands. I’ve told other people before, but they’re either no longer a part of my life, or were creeped out by my DID, and are choosing to forget that I ever told them in the first place. My Tumblr friends also know about my DID, given that I post about it and mention it in my blog bio, but there’s a certain level of anonymity on the internet that allows for me to be more open about it. Telling someone IRL? Now that’s terrifying. It takes a lot of trust, and given that I have had some bad reactions in the past, it makes it even more daunting.

71. Craving something? What?

Honestly? A vacuum. And a mop, while I’m at it. I’ve been cleaning for most of the morning, and those are the only cleaning supplies that I need and don’t have. I keep trying to talk Alex into buying them, but he’s not as bothered by dirty floors as I am. He even walks around barefoot on these filthy floors! IDK how! Even if I’m wearing socks it bothers me. I don’t like stepping on anything, and the only way I don’t feel what’s on the ground is if I’m wearing shoes. So... I basically never take off my shoes except for when I’m in bed. 😂

72. What color are your towels?

What a weird question. 😆 Before I moved in with Alex, I lived with my parents, and we didn’t have a standard color of towel. We had an assortment of colors from multiple old sets of towels, a lot of them raggedy, some of them bleached, most of them ancient. Then when I started living with Alex, we still have some towels of differing colors, but most of them are blue and soft~ ✨ The sheets and pillow cases are blue too, though a lighter shade.

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

Not anymore. I used to when I was younger though. When I was a kid my stuffed animals felt like my children. I would rotate which ones got to sleep with me each night, hug and kiss them all goodnight then tuck them in. If one of them fell out of my arms in the middle of the night, it would wake me up immediately. Not even a slow, groggy wake-up. It was like my motherly instinct was an alarm clock, so I would wake up instantly and be wide awake, frantically searching for the stuffed animal that fell out of my arms. I would then pick them up, dust them off and apologize, then snuggle them and drift off back to sleep. When I was a teenager, I mostly cuddled them when I was lonely and needed some companionship to fall asleep. Now that I snuggle and sleep with my boyfriend each night, I no longer sleep with my stuffed animals, but I still love them and keep them as decoration for my bed at my parent’s house, since I never really sleep there anymore. I nap there occasionally, but that’s about it.

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

Uhhh... I’ve never actually counted, but at least a tub full.

75. Favorite animal?

Elephants and foxes, equally~ 💖

76. What color is your underwear?

I’m wearing black panties at the moment. It’s satiny with lace, so it’s cute and comfy; the best of both worlds. 😉

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

Definitely chocolate, 🍫 provided it’s not too rich.

78. Favorite ice cream flavor?

I’m obsessed with matcha green tea ice cream right now, OMG, it’s sooo good~ 😋 Same goes for the matcha green tea frappuccino at Starbucks. It’s the only drink there that I actually get. I’ve tried other beverages they have, and generally don’t like them, but the matcha green tea frap is too delicious for it’s own good.

79. What color shirt are you wearing?

I’m actually wearing a really comfy dress right now, that I slept in as a nightgown last night. 😆 It’s gray and has a lace band on each sleeve.

80. What color pants?

⬆️ Once again, reference my previous entry. ⬆️ I am pantless, given that I’m sporting a dress at the moment.

81. Favorite TV show?

Oh geez... another hard one. Let’s see... I’ll just put the name of the show I’m watching the most right now. That would have to be “Crazy Ex Girlfriend” on Netflix. Before that I watched the newest seasons of “BoJack Horseman” as well as “Orange Is the New Black”, but I’ve already finished those.

82. Favorite movie?

Honestly, I’ve been really obsessed with “The Hunchback of Notre Dame” recently. When I re-watched it as an adult, I noticed how much more serious that movie is compared to Disney’s other films. They cover some pretty dark subject matter, and do it well... *sighs* if only they’d nixed the addition of the gargoyles. They ruin every emotional or tense scene that they’re placed in, and make the lighter scenes just plain cringey. I know they wanted to make it suitable for kids, but I think Disney underestimates what kids can handle, especially considering they reference the darker scenes subtly enough so as to keep the movie’s G rating intact. Like what about the goat, Djali, that belongs to Esmeralda? The goat could have been the comic relief, but instead they brought in the talking gargoyles. They couldn’t even do something cool with the gargoyles, like make them a part of Quasi’s imagination. He’s been alone in a bell tower for his entire life, so it would make sense that he would begin talking to the statues and giving them personalities... but no... it’s shown at the end that the gargoyles can interact with and impact the real world, making them a part of it as well.

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

Well, considering I’ve only ever seen the first one, and didn’t even know there was a second one, I’m gonna have to go with “Mean Girls”.

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

I’ve never seen “21 Jump Street”, so once again, “Mean Girls” takes the cake.

85. Favorite character from Mean Girls?

Oh, that’s hard, especially when they’re all such fun characters. Janis is pretty cool, so she’s up there, but Karen is probably my favorite. She’s such a simple, naive soul, you can’t help but love her.

86. Favorite character from Finding Nemo?

Dory, hands down. But I wanna give a special shout-out to Bubbles, the character from the fish tank that, (you guessed it) is obsessed with bubbles. 😆 He cracks me up every time.

87. First person you talked to today?

Alex. Considering we both wake up in the same bed, it would be nearly impossible for him not to be the one I talk to first thing in the morning.

88. Last person you talked to today?

Once again, Alex, given that it’s still early in the day and I haven’t seen anybody else yet.

89. Name a person you hate?

All of my abusers. Every. Single. One. They made me feel small, worthless, and unloved. So I hope each one of them feels that way for the rest of their miserable existences.

90. Name a person you love?

My boyfriend, Alex~ He’s my world, my hopes and dreams, and everything I aspire to be~ 💖

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

No. I want to punch all of my abusers in the balls. With a baseball bat. Repeatedly, until they’re infertile.

92. In a fight with someone?

No.

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

Only one. I want to buy more, but that requires that I have money, which I don’t.

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

I have my Nirvana sweatshirt, my “Nightmare Before Christmas” sweatshirt, and two hoodies with my college logo on them. One’s gray and the other is red.

95. Last movie you watched?

“The Hunchback of Notre Dame”.

96. Favorite actress?

I have no idea. So I’m gonna go find a list of the top 100 actresses and go from there. *some time passes* So, I found an actress I actually know, and that’s Krysten Ritter, who played Jessica Jones on Netflix’s hit series named (you guessed it again! Wow, you’re really good at this.) “Jessica Jones”.

97. Favorite actor?

That’s a tie between Robin Williams (I really miss him... He was such a vibrant and energetic actor, who also knew how to portray more serious, and heart-felt scenes. He was a skilled actor and a good man. May he rest in peace.) and Tom Hanks. I like quite a few films starring those actors.

98. Do you tan a lot?

Never.

99. Have any pets?

No... 😭 RIP Batman and Robin (my previous pet hermit crabs).

100. How are you feeling?

Productive! I practically cleaned the whole apartment in like 2 hours this morning, and just finished another third of this ask! I’m on a roll, and intend to do homework in a minute. For now though, I’d like to thank everyone who read through to the end, as well as thank @lovelynhiddenkittens for sending the ask in the first place! Sorry it’s taking so much time to finish it, but I’m over halfway done now! Whoo~! 🎉 *sets off a confetti popper and basks in the confetti shower* Anyways, take care everyone! I hope you all have a fantastic rest of your day (or night, wherever you are, just have a wonderful time!) See ya ‘round the bend~! 👋

*grabs a broom and begins sweeping up the confetti, muttering to myself* Why do I do this? Every time, I know I’m gonna have to clean it, but I do it anyway...

#honesty hour #asks #tony

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Yes, I’d say the creation of the 2nd Edition of Scion has taken the most thought (and Thoth) of any of our projects to date.

From the years spent iterating the Storypath System that powers Scion, to the years and years we and the Scion community dissected and recombined the first edition rules and setting, to the extensive amount of care the writers and developer Neall Raemonn Price have put into improving first edition in every way they could.

Like the Netjer (Egyptian) pantheon pictured above, all the pantheons have been researched and re-researched and run past experts in the myths and cultures they represent. You don’t in any way need a doctorate to use and enjoy them in your game, but now they more accurately reflect our current understanding of the gods and their cohorts.

Neall goes into this in his interview with Eddy and Dixie on last Friday’s Onyx Pathcast, and it is well worth your time to check it out if you’re a Scion fan. He goes into his thinking on Scion, as well as some of the often torturous steps we have had to take to get the first two game books created. If you’re not a Scion fan, he also reveals how Beckett’s Jyhad Diary was developed and written, and so basically, it’s a great overview of how RPG books are created.

You can check it out on your favorite podcast venue or directly on PodBean here: https://onyxpathcast.podbean.com/

This Friday on the Onyx Pathcast, the Wraith Curse rears its ugly head, and the gang have to recreate an entire episode where they only mention Wraith in discussing TTRPGs and how they affect our non-game lives. Listen in to find out how the Wraith Curse manifests this time!

Dragon-Blooded art by Yiyoung Li

Now for myself, I too have thought a lot about Scion. From green-lighting the first edition and realizing that without something wahoo going on, the sales distribution system was going to under-order Scion: Hero, (“We need new games to sell!” “Here’s a new one we made.” “Wah? It’s new and has no sales history, how can we order that?”), to getting a copy of the book put into every retailer bag at that year’s GAMA trade show. Retailers who then ordered the game in such amounts that we had to do a second print pretty much before the book hit stores!

I’ve thought a lot about the dedication of the Scion community during the (very) lean years when almost nothing new came out, yet WW‘s old Scion forums were still getting more posts than entire other gaming websites. I read your posts you magnificent bastards, and incorporated that thinking into what we needed to do to elevate Scion for second edition.

I’ve ground my teeth in frustration during the time Storypath was iterating and while Scion: Origin and Scion: Hero have been incubating, and thought long and hard about the iterations and improvements that slowed things down. Were they worth it?

Well, the answer is yes, as far as I can see. Storypath is the simple base 10-sided pool system that can be expanded depending on your table’s interest in more shared storytelling that I hoped for. It is so flexible that we can add tweaks to it to emulate a post-apocalyptic scarcity game with zombies in Dystopia Rising: Evolution, and reflexive and meta humor mechanics in They Came From Beneath the Sea!.

And it enables play from man on the street to god levels of power for Scion and the Trinity Continuum.

VtR2 Guide to the Night art by Sam Araya

Scion has a built-in setting now, with the World, yet it is so designed that you can pull back on that and keep the god stuff hidden, or dial it to 11 and make the presence of the gods even more impactful on our normal world. I thought about whether adding the World was the right way to go – and had probably far more discussions with Neall than he wanted to have about it – but in the end, I think the default setting combined with the very easy options to alter that if you so choose hits the right spot.

It’s there and it’s rich and deep with history, but still open enough that your characters matter. Which is a big part of Scion, as I see it.

And one more thing that I’ve thought about A LOT, and have mentioned before, is that to me Scion is just getting started. The 4 book core of Origin, Hero, Demigod, and God is really the central spine of the possible ways Scion can be played. There’s the “Children of the Gods in Modern Times” that defines that spine, and we can provide a lot more projects that help build on that. We already have the Companion, Jumpstart, Ready Made Characters, and Bestiary being worked on.

But let’s change that to “Children of ____ in Modern Times”, or “Children of the Gods in _____ Times”, and we open up a huge range of possibilities if we start filling in those blanks!

Whew! I get pretty fired up thinking about all that.

Now, on to the Notes from our Monday Meeting today! We talked about:

1- We are all over the place online right now! It’s great! On this Tuesday night at 6pm Pacific US time, Pugmire: Homeward Bound begins on the Saving Throw Show Twitch channel. Here’s the intro video (it is amazing and beautiful!): youtu.be/qMpNHXjbZK8

And the link to their Twitch channel: twitch.tv/savingthrowshow

2- I did a wee little interview that surprisingly covered all sorts of Onyx Path and classic White Wolf stories and yet did not go into my love of pudding. Why is that surprising? Because the podcast interview was for Everybody Loves Pudding, and I was lured into this because I thought I’d be able to expound on the virtues and wonders of pudding. But, even without the pudding, it’s a pretty good chat – the guys were very on target with the questions. Not sure if you can say the same about my answers, but judge for yourself: http://www.everybodylovespudding.com/podcast/season-1-episode-22/

3- Eddy Webb is flying up to my neck of the woods and we’ll be going together to Save Against Fear, the convention that benefits the Bodhana Group, whose mission is to use tabletop gaming in their therapeutic efforts. Links are below in the Convention News section of The Blurbs, but we recently added that I’ll be there on Saturday signing Magic Cards and working on some artist proof sketches. So if you are near there and want your cards signed and to help a great group – come on by and meet me and Eddy!

4- On a related topic, Monica Valentinelli is working with Extra Life on a fundraiser where she’s playing D&D5e to help sick kids. Onyx Path has donated Scarred Lands PDF rewards at various levels of contribution, so here’s your chance to help a super cause and dig into Scarred Lands! https://www.extra-life.org/index.cfm?fuseaction=donorDrive.participant&participantID=326323

M20 Gods and Monsters art by Claudio Pozas

5- If you missed the Prince’s Gambit casual Vampire card game by Justin Achilli Kickstarter campaign, we have copies of the card set available to buy from Studio2 and your local retailer, see below, and the basic set and booster pack will go on sale on Wednesday from DriveThru. The retail card set is all the cards from the Kickstarter in one box, and the DriveThru cards take all the cards and divide them into a basic set, and then the added cards from the KS in a booster pack. And, because we are asked this, Prince’s Gambit is a different type of game than VTES, it is not VTES, was not intended to replace VTES, and lots of us here are VTES fans and glad that new VTES cards are being made.

6- Finally, we have a fantastic sale going on at IPR for our Deluxe and Prestige books from our Kickstarter print-run overruns! Half off until the end of October, it’s our HalfoWeen Sale! The Mummy: The Curse Prestige Editions have sold out as of this writing, which means there are no more of them available for sale anywhere in the world! (Except EBAY, I’m sure. But other than that…)

I’m not finding a clever way to lead in to out tag-line this time, no wait, I just did. Damn:

Many Worlds, One Path!

BLURBS!

KICKSTARTER:

Lo the darkness that lies like a pall over Chicago. The V5 Chicago By Night Kickstarter arises in October!

We’re also working on the Kickstarter for They Came From Beneath the Sea! (TCFBtS!), which has some very different additions to the Storypath mechanics we’ll be explaining during the KS. They take an excellent 50’s action and investigation genre game and turn it to 11!

ELECTRONIC GAMING:

As we find ways to enable our community to more easily play our games, the Onyx Dice Rolling App is now live! Our dev team has been doing updates since we launched based on the excellent use-case comments by our community, and this thing is both rolling and rocking!

Here are the links for the Apple and Android versions:

http://theappstore.site/app/1296692067/onyx-dice

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.onyxpathpublishing.onyxdice&hl=en

Three different screenshots, above.

And our latest, the dice for Werewolf: The Forsaken 2e:

ON AMAZON AND BARNES & NOBLE:

You can now read our fiction from the comfort and convenience of your Kindle (from Amazon) and Nook (from Barnes & Noble).

If you enjoy these or any other of our books, please help us by writing reviews on the site of the sales venue you bought it from. Reviews really, really help us with getting folks interested in our amazing fiction!

Our selection includes these fiction books:

Vampire: The Masquerade: The Endless Ages Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Werewolf: The Apocalypse: Rites of Renown: When Will You Rage II (Kindle, Nook)

Mage: The Ascension: Truth Beyond Paradox (Kindle, Nook)

Chronicles of Darkness: The God-Machine Chronicle Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Mummy: The Curse: Curse of the Blue Nile (Kindle, Nook)

Beast: The Primordial: The Primordial Feast Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Vampire: The Masquerade: Of Predators and Prey: The Hunters Hunted II Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Werewolf: The Apocalypse: The Poison Tree (Kindle, Nook)

Werewolf: The Apocalypse: Songs of the Sun and Moon: Tales of the Changing Breeds (Kindle, Nook)

Vampire: The Requiem: The Strix Chronicle Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Werewolf: The Forsaken: The Idigam Chronicle Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Mage: The Awakening: The Fallen World Chronicle Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Vampire: The Masquerade: The Beast Within Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Werewolf: The Apocalypse: W20 Cookbook (Kindle, Nook)

Exalted: Tales from the Age of Sorrows (Kindle, Nook)

Chronicles of Darkness: Tales of the Dark Eras (Kindle, Nook)

Promethean: The Created: The Firestorm Chronicle Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Demon: The Descent: Demon: Interface (Kindle, Nook)

Scarred Lands: Death in the Walled Warren (Kindle, Nook)

V20 Dark Ages: Cainite Conspiracies (Kindle, Nook)

Chronicles of Darkness: Strangeness in the Proportion (Kindle, Nook)

Vampire: The Requiem: Silent Knife (Kindle, Nook)

Mummy: The Curse: Dawn of Heresies (Kindle, Nook)

OUR SALES PARTNERS:

We’re working with Studio2 to get Pugmire out into stores, as well as to individuals through their online store. You can pick up the traditionally printed main book, the Screen, and the official Pugmire dice through our friends there!

https://studio2publishing.com/search?q=pugmire

And we’ve added Prince’s Gambit to our Studio2 catalog: https://studio2publishing.com/products/prince-s-gambit-card-game

Looking for our Deluxe or Prestige Edition books? Try this link! http://www.indiepressrevolution.com/xcart/Onyx-Path-Publishing/

Here’s the link to the press release we put out about how Onyx Path is now selling through Indie Press Revolution: http://theonyxpath.com/press-release-onyx-path-limited-editions-now-available-through-indie-press-revolution/

And you can now order Pugmire: the book, the screen, and the dice! http://www.indiepressrevolution.com/xcart/manufacturers.php?manufacturerid=296

DRIVETHRURPG.COM:

The Prince’s Gambit basic card set and the added cards from the PG Kickstarter booster pack will both be available on DriveThru this Wednesday!

CONVENTIONS!

From Fast Eddy Webb, we have these:

Eddy will also be a featured guest (and RichT will be there at some point, too) at Save Against Fear (October 12-14) in Harrisburg, PA. He’ll be running some Pugmire games, be available for autographs, and will sometimes accept free drinks. http://www.thebodhanagroup.org/about-the-convention

Dixie Cochran will be at High Level Games Con in Atlantic City October 12-14, running a Women in Game Design panel, Eddy’s RPG Developer Bootcamp, and possibly making a surprise appearance at another event!

And now, the new project status updates!

DEVELOPMENT STATUS FROM FAST EDDY WEBB (projects in bold have changed status since last week):

First Draft (The first phase of a project that is about the work being done by writers, not dev prep)

C20 Novel (Jackie Cassada) (Changeling: the Dreaming 20th Anniversary Edition)

M20 The Technocracy Reloaded (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)

M20 Victorian Mage (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)

Tales of Excellent Cats (Monarchies of Mau)

Scion Companion: Mysteries of the World (Scion 2nd Edition)

City of the Towered Tombs (Cavaliers of Mars)

Heirs to the Shogunate (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Mummy: The Curse 2nd Edition core rulebook (Mummy: The Curse 2nd Edition)

Scion Ready Made Characters (Scion 2nd Edition)

Scion Jumpstart (Scion 2nd Edition)

Geist2e Fiction Anthology (Geist: The Sin-Eaters 2nd Edition)

Memento Mori: the GtSE 2e Companion (Geist: The Sin-Eaters 2nd Edition)

Pirates of Pugmire (Realms of Pugmire)

Redlines

Deviant: The Renegades (Deviant: The Renegades)

Night Horrors: Nameless and Accursed (Mage: the Awakening Second Edition)

Witch-Queen of the Shadowed Citadel (Cavaliers of Mars)

Second Draft

Tales of Good Dogs – Pugmire Fiction Anthology (Pugmire)

Oak, Ash, and Thorn: Changeling: The Lost 2nd Companion (Changeling: The Lost 2nd)

CofD Dark Eras 2 (Chronicles of Darkness)

Development

Hunter: the Vigil 2e core (Hunter: the Vigil 2nd Edition)

CofD Contagion Chronicle (Chronicles of Darkness)

Dystopia Rising: Evolution (Dystopia Rising: Evolution)

Night Horrors: Shunned by the Moon (Werewolf: The Forsaken 2nd Edition)

Adventures for Curious Cats (Monarchies of Mau)

M20 Book of the Fallen (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)

Lunars: Fangs at the Gate (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Spilled Blood (Vampire: The Requiem 2nd Edition)

In Media Res (Trinity Continuum: Core)

WoD Ghost Hunters (World of Darkness)

Wr20 Book of Oblivion (Wraith: The Oblivion 20th Anniversary Edition)

Trinity Continuum: Aberrant core (Trinity Continuum: Aberrant)

V5 Chicago By Night (Vampire: The Masquerade)

Manuscript Approval:

Aeon Aexpansion (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)

C20 Players’ Guide (Changeling: the Dreaming 20th Anniversary Edition)

Editing:

Signs of Sorcery (Mage: the Awakening Second Edition)

Post-Editing Development:

Trinity Continuum Core Rulebook (The Trinity Continuum)

Trinity Continuum: Aeon Rulebook (The Trinity Continuum)

Ex Novel 2 (Aaron Rosenberg) (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Exalted 3rd Novel by Matt Forbeck (Exalted 3rd Edition)

They Came From Beneath the Sea! Rulebook (TCFBtS!)

Dog and Cat Ready Made Characters (Monarchies of Mau) (With Eddy)

Changeling: The Lost 2nd Jumpstart (Changeling: The Lost 2nd)

Indexing:

ART DIRECTION FROM MIRTHFUL MIKE:

In Art Direction

Dystopia Rising: Evolution

M20: Gods and Monsters – AD’d and Contracted.

Geist 2e

The Realm

Trinity Continuum (Aeon and Core) – Tracking down Core finals and going over Aeon Sketches.

Ex3 Monthly Stuff

Chicago By Night – KS art finals in.

Pugmire Roll of Good Dogs and Cats

C20 Player’s Guide

Aeon Aexpansion

They Came From Beneath the Sea! – Got KS artnotes out.

Marketing Stuff

In Layout

Trinity Core – Working on symbols this week.

Trinity Aeon – Fancying up my Opnet images.

Ex3 Dragon Blooded

Proofing

Scion Hero – Inputting Neal’s 2nd proof changes.

PTC: Night Horrors: The Tormented – KT has Steffie’s corrections in.

Scion Origin – Doing Neall’s errata changes, and swapping out the font.

VtR: Guide to the Night – Danielle is getting me her p.xx stuff on Monday and I’ll be wrapping this one up for approval by WW shortly thereafter.

Fetch Quest – Package design done

At Press

Monarchies of Mau and Screen – At Studio2. Dice and buttons getting ready to ship to Studio2.

Cavaliers of Mars – Backer copies all shipped out.

Wraith 20th – Printing the Deluxe interior, proofing cover.

Wraith 20 Screen – Printing.

Scion Dice – At Studio2.

Cav Talent cards – PoD proof coming.

Lost 2e Screen – Prepping files.

Scion Screen – Prepping files.

Prince’s Gambit core deck and booster PoD – On sale at DriveThru on Wednesday!

Changeling: The Lost 2e – Prepping files for printer.

TODAY’S REASON TO CELEBRATE: OK, celebrate this one or don’t as you see fit. I know a lot of my South Philly buddies do and will. All I know is today I didn’t get my new fancy brush recommended by Jeff Miracola today because no mail on the Monday holiday. And the last kid has off from school, so I get to hear him shouting at his friends as they multi-play a shooter. Some holiday.

#Onyx Path Publishing

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by-ethan-fox · 6 years

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A self-publisher’s design journey

Thought you guys might be interested in the design journey it took to reach the final cover for The Scissors and the Sword, because it was anything but linear, and it might help some of you who are also looking into cover design.

To get started, I wasn’t a complete amateur at this. I actually have a background in design, having worked as a graphic designer in the past. However, my work was in an industrial capacity, not the entertainment or publishing industry, so although I know my way around the tools, I’m not the most artistically inclined person.

Taking the approach I guess most people would take, I started off thinking about the book’s inspirations and themes.

One of the biggest inspirations for the World of Orochi was the world of anime, particularly some shows that I loved a number of years ago, such as Rurouni Kenshin and Inuyasha. I really wanted the cover to reflect this, if possible.

I pulled together a mood-board of covers and images that had elements I liked; compositions, logo styles, colour schemes; this ended up being hundreds of files in many different folders:

... and from that, I settled on a few ideas. I really wanted Jessica front-and-centre, with Hikaru’s appearance being more enigmatic. I also wanted something in the backdrop which brought in both the London and fantasy elements. I also would’ve loved to get something which, in cover form, evoked something like the intro to Psychic Force, one of my favourite PS1 games with an anime feel:

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So I went online, downloaded a bunch of images, and produced a rough idea for the composition. Quick note to say I don’t own any of these images; this was never meant to be a public thing - so I’ll keep this low-res:

That’s a collage of about 8 images. The foreground stuff is obvious; Murrue Ramius would be Jessica, the facing-away character in the tabi boots would be Hikaru, but the background actually took some compositing to get the serpent to look as though it was coiled around Big Ben.

I went online to seek advice about this, both because I needed to find an artist to commission, and also to get some feedback on the general idea. The response I got was extremely negative; not because of the art (like I said, it was just a composition sketch) but the idea itself.

The main response I received was that this wouldn’t be workable because customers would expect the book to be a graphic novel, and be disappointed upon looking into it, even buying it. The overwhelming advice I received was to keep this sort of thing for promo materials, and not to use it for the cover. This seems obvious in retrospect, but part of me really wanted my anime tankobon style cover regardless, so it was a difficult idea of which to let go.

What do you guys think? Tag a comment on a reblog or reply if you want. Do you think I should’ve stuck with this? I do think about it sometimes. Still, I moved on.

The very first cover I produced was never meant to be final, but it looked like this:

As the cover states, this was a “sample edition” which I produced for promotional reasons. At the time, I wasn’t completely sold on going with self-publishing, and was still shopping around to agents, some of whom requested more material before the eventual rejection. Only two copies still exist (as far as I’m aware), one in my possession and one in the hands of a beta reader.

After this, I started to explore the ideas that would lead onto the cover of the first run.

This was where I eventually landed. I liked a few elements of this cover, such as the textures and clear text.

However, it had a few problems. Firstly, it lacks focus; I crammed so many elements in; crime, scissors, blood, characters, backdrops... It was busy.

Then it got rejected from Amazon, and later Google ads, because it features blood as a motif. Google reviewed it and said the implied “improvised weapon” of scissors was a problem for their service. I removed the blood, but that reduced the effectiveness of the cover, and I started to realise it was probably going to need to change.

The second came from an early reader. They bought it and said they enjoyed the book, but from the cover they had expected something of a horror-crime-thriller, as opposed to an urban fantasy. This was a much bigger problem; I walked down to my local Waterstones and looked through the shelves, and quickly saw how they could’ve reached this conclusion.

I realised I had to go back to the drawing board and have another try, making an effort to get the fantasy element front-and-centre. That led to these explorations:

Now, all three of these are somewhat hideous. That’s kinda the point. I spent a couple of days just throwing work at the problem, not taking much care about the result, to see if any good ideas emerged. There were actually 20 or so variants of these ideas.

However, none of them resonated with me. I kinda felt as though they just had the same problem as the previous design, with a less polished appearance.

It was around this time I knew that I was going to need professional help. I went onto the Self-publishing subreddit and sought out a cover designer; as it happens, one was advertising at the time, and we got talking.

Jim, at Jelzoo.com, took the time to go through all of this with me, and to get an idea of what the book was about, and he suggested something I hadn’t considered much up until now: If the book is part of a series, the design must take into account that we would need to make covers for future books of this series in a similar style. This meant we needed ideas and concepts which would be preserved, along with elements that would be swapped in and out for each book.

He also helped me understand something that was totally beyond me at this point; obviously everybody judges a book by its cover, but a good image is not necessarily a good cover. Many books have covers which are not particularly good images; like you wouldn’t frame them and put them on your wall. Some readers, when confronted with a new book, are attracted by the cover, but the thought is that most are picking up on the visual language of covers; what they say by the imagery they use. These images imply genre, tone, style, authorial intent... And this is more important than commissioning an artist to paint you a fantastic image to put on your book. You need to speak to these sensibilities.

This was the process that led us to the cover that my readers will be more familiar with:

I feel that Jim did a great job at the time, but it wasn’t until I actually wrote the sequel that I truly understood what he meant. He was able to preserve the core idea while bringing in the elements book 2 needed, which gave us this:

... and right away, I could see how we could start to construct a brand around the covers; something which I hadn’t considered at the start.

So suffice to say, it was quite a journey! The above summarises several months of back-and-forths between Jim and I, so it was an incremental process, but the end result was worth the effortt! I hope this has been useful to you guys who are considering self-publishing.

Ethan Fox is an indie author of urban fantasy novels with an anime slant. He is most notable for his World of Orochi series of novels.

His covers are designed by Jim, at Jelzoo.com.

#self publishing #writeblr #writerslife #author

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alizardjae · 6 years

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Mmmmmm… a friend got me O ctopat h traveler as a...

I’d actually like your opinion on the game if you have time! I’ve been interested it, but not quite enough to buy it at the current price…

M’kay, this’ll be under a read more because it might get long and so people who like the game can choose to ignore this. I am also writing the name of the game as O ctopat h to at least try and avoid the tag, though I’m not sure how well it will work.

But in summary, I like the RPG elements, not so much the battle system, and the story and art is pretty generic.

Disclaimer: I only finished chapter 1 and started Therion’s chapter 2, so I can’t say if it gets better or worse later on.

The RPG elements are fun, kind of reminds me of the Pokemon Ranger series, with lots of sidequests that you can come back to at any time and don’t interrupt the main story. Each character also has a “Path action” that they can use on certain NPCs to various ends that adds an interesting dimension and elaborates on the stories of some of them; though the “reputation” mechanic for the “rogue” versions of the actions (stealing instead of buying, etc) is, as far as I can tell, more or less just a money penalty and a time waster.

I despise the battle system. It’s mostly the generic type of fantasy turn-based party battle you’d find in like an RPG maker kind of game with a few bells and whistles such as the “break” meter that is lowered by using super-effective attacks and renders the foe unable to attack for the rest of the turn and the next turn and lowers their defenses for that period as well. On the other hand, it means you’ll be doing pitiful damage most of the time for a turn or two of halfway decent damage at a time.

You can’t see the enemy’s HP unless one character uses up his turn, and even then you only see what it’s like at that moment, and apparently boss character’s names turn red when their HP gets low enough, but I never noticed it. This means that you can’t really judge if your strategy is working or not. In addition, the bosses can have like twenty times as much HP as your highest-HP characters if you’re at the recommended levels and do two to three times as much damage as you do, with their allies also being fairly more powerful than you. For me, coming off the various Pokemon games and sidegames, Fire Emblem, Ever Oasis, and recently, My Hero One’s Justice, where the challenge comes from the bosses’ strategies, skills, and slightly higher stats, this is really annoying. So far the bosses don’t really have any sort of skill or strategy, they just have huge stats and take forever to fight, even if the whole battle is going well, as a result. The difficulty feels more like a slog than a challenge. I’ve heard the postgame is especially bad about this.

The characters are... fine. Nothing you haven’t seen before if you’ve played a fantasy RPG, but executed competently. Same for the story. The only kind of unique thing is that all eight characters have equal focus and their stories are tangentially related. From the spoilers I’ve read, they could have done a lot more with the “eight intertwining stories” idea. The story and characters are the sort of thing that, if you haven’t played this kind of game before, there’s no reason not to start here, but there’s no particular reason to start here either. All the writing elements are competent, but not spectacular in any way, and most of the plot is fairly predictable if you know the tropes, and sometimes doesn’t even go as far as that and just takes the immediately obvious route (though, I tend to be particularly good at guessing plot twists, so this might be a me thing).

The art is absolutely standard JRPG, with slightly better environments. The enemies have way more detailed sprites than the playable characters get at any point. Personally, I find the “scale and detail to indicate power” for bosses kind of works against the game because it means that bosses that are specifically supposed to look huge lose their impact because human bosses are just as big. The character sprites also kind of remind me of Pokemon Ranger, but not as distinct, nor as easy to read against the backgrounds. The monster designs aren’t particularly original either.

The overworld also has a tilt-shift effect over it that makes the whole thing look like a miniature model and takes away from any sense of grandiosity the game might have had. It’s a cute effect for a game that wants to be serious. This is exacerbated by environment effects such as water being larger for the scale than they should be, and, unlike Ever Oasis, in which the characters are quite small, this doesn’t feel intentional.

Also, don’t play this game if you have serious problems with sexual abuse, forces sex work, or violence directed specifically against women, as it’s a major part of one character’s background and heavily features in her first chapter.

Aside from the difficulty, this is a fairly standard medieval fantasy JRPG. If you enjoy the genre, you’ll probably enjoy this. If you’re new to the genre, there’s no reason other than the difficulty not to start here, but no reason not to start anywhere else either.

I can’t really recommend any alternatives for this specific genre, as this is my first experience playing them, rather than watching let’s plays, but I can offer recommendations for games with similar styles or mechanics that I do enjoy.

For a medieval fantasy setting with multiple characters that have associated plots, there’s always the Fire Emblem series, with turn-based tactics on a map for the main series, and real-time strategy for FE Warriors. Pokemon Conquest has a similar playstyle to the main FE series, but is set in a mishmash of modern science fantasy, feudal Japan, and the Pokemon world. English language Fire Emblem games can be found for the GBA through 3DS eras of Nintendo consoles, as well as one each on the Gamecube and Wii, though be warned that games before the 3DS ones have a permanent death system for your characters, while this mode is optional for later games. A new game is set to come out at the end of 2019 for the Switch. Pokemon Conquest can be played on the DS line of handhelds.

For a JRPG with a main plot and fun little sidequests, the Pokemon Ranger series should work, with a capture mechanic rather than a battling mechanic. “Shadows of Almia” is probably the best one to start with, as it has a medium difficulty and is a bit less frustrating than the first one. The Pokemon Mystery Dungeon series also kind of fits the bill, and has a turn-based battle system on a map as well, though, as the title suggests, most of the gameplay is in long dungeons with limited save points, and it also doesn’t show enemy HP. “Explorers of Sky” is probably where you’d want to start for this series. The Pokemon Ranger series can be played on the DS line. The Pokemon Mystery Dungeon series has one game for the GBA, several for the DS, and a few for the 3DS.

For turn-based tactics in random and scripted encounters, the core Pokemon series should work fine, with varied strategies and a noticeable uptick in plot quality with each new generation. Games for this can be found on every handheld Nintendo console, and one for the Switch is coming out about a week after I write this, though with catching mechanics from the mobile game, rather than the rest of the series.

For the 3DS and I think on the Switch as well, I’d also recommend Ever Oasis as a game that doesn’t get as much attention as I feel it should. Ever Oasis is a fantasy game set in a desert, with heavy artistic influence from ancient Egypt. The gameplay is sort of like if you mixed Animal Crossing with Breath of the Wild, as is the art, honestly. The game is fairly short, but sweet and very cute.

And this concludes my thoughts (for now) on O ctopat h traveler and other game options. Remember that these are just my opinions, and it would probably be good to check out other people’s opinions to see what people do like about the game that I may not have covered here or that I personally disliked that others find fun.

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i find it quite refreshing that druckies ,including the big accounts, arent holding back when it comes to judging their own remake as harshly as they did w others. They arent taking the change in the writing style too well and have kept their tag pretty negative bc of it. I thought they might be bias, but nope. If it wasn't for some accounts im more familiar with engaging in the wtfock & skam fr tag coming into the druck tag and sprinkling in some optimism, the tag would look v sad

Based on my past experiences, my viewing or interpretation of the tag/fandom is never refreshing. But that’s obviously stained so take my opinion with that in mind.

I only go to the druck tag when a clip just came out or chats or something and I need to know what happened. Because I’m way to anxious to wait for the clips, so I just want a quick, general idea and then I’m out as quickly as I came in. So in those moments, I actually don’t see many of the old accounts, the druck stans that made watching druck very hard for me. I think most of them decided to not engage much in the tag/fandom once it was announced Ismail was the main or when the season was about to start, I saw a lot of them going to the tag to say they wouldn’t be going to the tag anymore (????).

And, as you say, druck stans can go hard on their opinions, acting like it’s the truth or something, and that’s where they get rude, know-it-all, too-good-for-you. They act like they don’t care, that they know better than you’ll ever know, and that is SO tiring. As one that received that kind of behavior, it was exhausting to me, and now that’s done, I can’t even imagine how tiring it is to be the one that’s constantly that critical about everything. And then they become passive aggressive and it just pisses me off. Because even in their passive aggressive-ness they still wanna come out on top every time.

Ask if druck’s worst season is the worst in the verse and watch them drag everyone else in the mudd to make sure druck is seeing as this masterpiece of art compared to the others, even with their worst season. (This was just an example! I don’t think this season is the worst even because we’re only on ep 3 so looots of things can happen still)

The druck tag, to me, hasn’t changed much, even though a lot of the hardcore druck stans are a lot quieter this season. It was always negative, always heavy, I always felt like a intruder that was too dumb to be there. And maybe I was but I’m aware, no need to remind me.

I still see most of the druck fandom or stans as they always were, I do think they are bias, I do think they’ll die of the “druck is the best remake” hill and it is what it is, nothing in this world will change their minds. I don’t think the tag is sad but rather extremely aggressive, extremely hostil and I would prefer to only visit when needed. I can almost see the druck core fandom rolling their eyes, feeling sick to their stomach because their tag is probably dirty with the little people that had the audacity to watch and enjoy other remakes.

Now onto me going on a random rant for a second:

I’m still okay with this season so far, even though I’m already tired of whatever Constantin x Ismail x Lou x Sascha is supposed to be, and from what I’ve seen, it doesn’t feel like the writing is that different. The editing is a lot different, the pacing, and the way everything (social media, clips, etc) is pieced together is not the best, so at times it gets a little messy, and confusing inside the skam core “values” of being real time, raw.

While watching maybe it didn’t feel that important but it’s part of the skam core that it was a small group of people that, even when the character wasn’t the main, you felt like you knew them because, everyone was sort of connect in one way or the other. Characters were build slowly, in the background, in the details, mainly through their relationships. So for example Jonas or Magnus or Girl Chris were never mains but the fandom had a pretty solid and common general idea of who they were anyway.

Who the fuck really is Constantin? Or Finn? Or Zoe? Or Ava? Or even Kieu My? It still feels like we know the same amount of these people as we did when they were first introduced during Nora’s season. Even Fatou you could probably me give me a fact about her and I wouldn’t even question it. I think the only ones we successfully know and understand are Nora and Josh. And that’s probably why they are fan favorites, even when we count OG Druck characters.

During skam OG season 1, during the very first scene if you want, we knew that Isak and Jonas were very close best friends, we knew that Eva was probably in love for the first time in her life, we knew that she felt disconnected, not only about the girls she used to know, but about Jonas with Isak, with not having a relationship like they had. Eva was the main but soon (and in the details) we saw and heard about Isak being gay (or not), we knew Sana was a badass that could be seen as harshly honest, we knew Noora didn’t have a good relationship with her parents, we knew that Jonas was a rebel rebel, we knew that there was something going on with Vilde and her way of taking things too intensely with William, and with how they should be socially seen or whatever, you know what I mean?

It’s like druck hints at things and then lets it die, doesn’t make that tiny thing, detail become an actual trait that can reappeared and used to build a stronger character.

We saw the chat between Finn x Zoe but we don’t know what happened before or after, we don’t know enough of them to imagine what can be happening. We saw Fatou x Ava’s chemistry and relationship starting to be build since Nora’s season but it’s not that deep, is it? On screen, I mean, with evidence. We had one of them being main and I still feel like we know little about how their friendship works, in what it is built, etc.

#do I make sense?#<- me everytime I go on rants after midnight wherever I am

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ramenrulz8p · 7 years

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The Handsome Boy Next Door

Pairing: Kang Daniel/Reader Summary: You lived in a quiet apartment building until someone finally moved into the apartment next to yours. Tags: Fluffy Comedy with a dash of angst, mentions of Jeon Wonwoo (SVT), reader is an otaku Word Count: 4.1K A/N: I’d been meaning to write this in full fic form but I don’t think I’ll have the time so I decided why not do a scenario post? This is the short version of what what I originally wanted to write but I figured it was good enough XD Hope you guys enjoy!

You moved to an apartment building in your 2nd year of college because traveling from your house back to your campus was a PAIN.

(You could have stayed in a dorm but you did not like having to deal with curfew and the noise level)

Most of your neighbors were elderly women who always questioned why you weren’t dating or married yet.

It almost made you wish you stayed in a dorm, but it helped you master the art avoiding confrontation.

You lived next to the only empty apartment in your building because its owner had apparently passed away there. No one wanted to rent an apartment that might be haunted.

The landlord had been trying to lease that room for AGES and you’d thought she’d given up. But one day, a year and half later, you heard noises from the apartment next door. You were lowkey freaking out because what if it was really haunted???

Then you looked out your window and saw a moving truck below. You stuck your head out into the hallway to see people moving furniture into the apartment next to yours.

You texted your landlord to ask if someone had moved in next door and she seemed happier than she’d been in a LONG time. She’d managed to find someone who was willing to move into the apartment and she made you promise not to mention it could be haunted when you met your new neighbor.

There was a bad taste in your mouth as you closed your phone. What if weird shit started happening? Did that mean you’d have to leave your new neighbor to fend for themselves?

In the end, you decided to make up for it by giving your new neighbor a nice welcoming present.

But what could you even give?

Well, you did have that extra limited edition Saitama figure, but who the heck gave a 150,000 won figure away as a welcoming gift to some stranger? Besides, you didn’t need your new neighbor to know that you were a hard core otaku.

You decided to give them two of the spare jars of kimchi your mom had given you on your last visit home. (She always gave you more food than you could ever eat alone.)

You were about to step out the door dressed in your sweatpants and oversized One Piece sweatshirt when you realized you were not appropriately dressed to greet anyone.

It took you nearly 45 minutes to make yourself look decent. Your brushed out your hair and wore a simple gray sweater and some jeans. You judged yourself for really trying this hard, but you also had to remind yourself that your neighbor probably did not need to know you didn’t have you life together.

You finally walked up to your neighbor's door and knocked. You stood around for a good thirty seconds and no one answered. You knocked again, and again no one answered. At that point, you leaned your ear against the door to try and hear if anyone was on the other side of that wall, but you heard nothing but silence.

Your new neighbor was not home. Great. Just. Great.

You decided to walk back into your house and just give the kimchi to them another time.

With your sour mood, you defaulted to sit out on your patio which was overcrowded with dead plants. It was a small space but it was big enough to hold a swinging chair. You sat completely drained of energy and started to sketch in your sketchbook.

You had been so focused on doodling that you didn’t notice there was a cat on your balcony until it landed straight on your sketchbook.

It meowed up at you and you nervously lifted a hand for it to know your scent and get used to you. The small cat start lapping at your fingers with the thick bristles of its tongue and you laughed at how it tickled.

“You lost, buddy?” you asked it, knowing it couldn’t respond. This cat was obviously lost, there was no other reason for it to be on your patio. You pet the cat’s head and ruffled its ears as it purred. You lifted it up and checked its collar. The name tag read “Rooney”.

When you flipped the tag over, you saw the owner’s name inscribed on the back. Hi! This is Kang Daniel, if you found my cat please call me!

You quickly dialed the number and waited.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Daniel-ssi, I found your cat.”

His tone immediately perked up from there. He kept on thanking you for a good two minutes before he actually asked you where you were. You gave him your apartment building’s address and he started to laugh.

“Is something funny?”

“No, no. I just moved there today. I guess Rooney isn’t used to the new place.”

“Oh, you’re my new neighbor then. I’m in apartment 101, right next to yours.”

“I’ll be right over, thank you so much for finding her.”

You had no chance to protest on him coming over to your door. You looked around and saw how messy your house was. There was no way you were letting him come inside. You cradled Rooney in one arm as you grabbed a paper bag and threw in the jars of kimchi you’d planned to give him.

By the time you were done, he was buzzing at you door.

You rushed to door and looked through the peep hole. You squeaked at the sight of your new neighbor.

He was hot. There was no other way to get that through. Like sure, there were a lot of good looking people out there, but this guy was one of the best looking boys you’d seen in a LONG time.

His soft looking pale brown hair and chiseled chin had you drooling, but you had to remind yourself to behave like a proper human being as your shaky hands opened the door.

“Rooney!” the boy shouted as he reached for his cat. Rooney quickly jumped out of your arms and into Daniel’s.

Dammit he was even more handsome face to face and you wanted to crawl into a hole and hide.

You waited until Daniel was done reconnecting with his cat before you greeted him. He bowed to you in apology as he hugged and petted Rooney. You could only smile at his concern over his cat, because it was really cute how much he cared.

You held out the paper bag full of the kimichi jars as you blocked the view to your apartment. “This is a welcoming gift. I wanted to give it to you earlier but you weren’t home.”

“Oh! Thank you so much!” he gave a shy laugh, showing off his eye smile as Rooney perched on his shoulder. “I wasn’t home because I was too busy looking for this kiddo.”

You nodded and smiled at him, understanding why he was out of breath over the phone now. He was probably searching as hard as he could for his cat.

Before you had to make up some excuse as to why he couldn’t come into your apartment, Daniel bid you goodbye, thanking you one more time. He quickly darted off to his apartment and you realized you hadn’t been breathing properly the whole time.

As you lay in bed thinking about your hot neighbor, you deliberated over how you wanted to deal with said hot neighbor. Like obviously you couldn’t treat him the same way as you treated the old granny neighbors you’d had for the past year and half. But how would you go about approaching him?

In the end, you decided you were going to try and be Daniel’s friend. Not just because he was cute, but because he seemed like a genuinely nice person.

The next day was a Sunday. You weren’t planning to really do much today, except you overhead Daniel say he was going to a friend’s place because he had some stuff he still had to pick up from there when you were having breakfast on your balcony.

You smiled on this opportunity because it meant you had a chance to spruce up your house without him having to see you lug a bunch of trash and dead plants out of it.

You weren’t always fast but when you needed to, you got shit done. In three hours, you’d cleared away all the junk from your apartment that you didn’t need. All the clothes were cleaned and folded. All the wrappers and empty cartons were thrown. All the plates, cups, and cutlery were washed and put away. All the character figures on your shelves were dusted. For once, your apartment looked pristine.

Now what you needed to do was go out and buy some new plants for your patio.

When you were getting dressed, you saw the drastic difference in the amount of sweat clothes you owned versus the normal clothes you owned.

You decided you might as well buy new nice clothes while you go plant shopping.

That night you hauled back half a wardrobe of cute clothes, some new makeup and skincare products, and three easy-to-care-for plants.

When you stared at the giant pile of things in your living room, it made you wonder why the hell you were doing all this. But also why it made you feel so good.

On Monday, you went to school wearing one of your new outfits. A blue chiffon blouse, black blazer, and short shorts. This was the first time in a long time you’d actually bothered to make yourself look good on a day that wasn’t an interview day and, of course, it raised eyebrows.

Your friends wondered what had gotten into you and you just told them it might just be time for a change as you walked the campus grounds with a bounce in your step.

Something, or rather someone caught your eye, and you immediately stopped. Daniel? He went to the same school as you? How had you not seen him in your three and half years going here?

You hesitated on whether or not you should try talking to your new neighbor, but you decided against it since he seemed to be having a deep conversation with a tall actor looking guy.

Then, you saw him again, except this time at the bus stop which would take you both back to your apartments.

You still weren’t going to be the first one to make contact, so you pretended to not notice him as you scrolled through your phone.

Daniel tapped you on the shoulder and started talking to you. It was basic small talk. Exchanging why you were there. Figuring out you both went to the same campus. What departments and majors both of you were in. After a while, there wasn’t really anything left to talk about and awkward silence filled the air as both of you waited for the bus to arrive.

You sat next to Daniel on the ride home because it would be weird to just sit apart after having a long conversation. But neither of you was speaking to the other.

You figured it would be a long ride home until your phone notified you that the chapter of the hottest manga out right now had just updated.

It was as if you were in your own world as you opened up the latest chapter and read the contents of the pages. Your foot tapped nervously as the ground and your face didn’t hide anything as you read through the chapter in horror.

The main villain had pulled out his biggest attack when the chapter ended. You had to restrain yourself from letting out and inhuman noise as you saw the last panel.

Daniel tapped your shoulder again and you suddenly remembered you were sitting next to your hot neighbor.

Great, you just had a serious face journey over a manga next to the neighbor you were trying to be friends with.

Except Daniel didn’t seem to care about the face journey, he asked if you were a fan of that manga.

You had to stop yourself from making a snide remark since Daniel didn’t really know you.

Were you a fan? This was only your life!

It hadn’t even been two days and you were already having to let go of your normal person image. But that didn’t matter, because you were in fangirl mode.

You told Daniel EVERYTHING and for some reason his eyes seemed to light up the more you blabbered on and on about plots and theories. You were even shushed by the other people on the bus when you and Daniel were laughing too loud.

It turned out that Daniel liked anime and manga a lot too - maybe not as much as you - but enough to hold up a decent conversation with you.

That was the main reason that the two of you started growing closer.

It started off as you two meeting up at your house and watching anime on your flatscreen. He once asked about the figures on your shelves and how you collected so many. When you told him, the process and how much it cost for you to get your hands on those figures, his eyes bugged out.

For some reason, your otaku nature didn’t bother him one bit and you found it highly amusing.

You could wear all your baggy clothes and anime T-shirts around Daniel and he didn’t seem the slightest bit put off.

You loved going over to his apartment to play with Rooney and Peter, who seemed to adopt you as their other human.

Either you guys were hanging out at your place or his.

The two of you had grown so comfortable around each other that you spent time together, even on campus.

On Wednesdays you two would get lunch together.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays you’d wait for him to finish dance practice before you two took the bus home.

He would tell you what he honestly thought of your paintings and you would tell him honestly what you thought of his dance routines.

Your lives had began to blur together, it was weird for you to think back to a time you didn’t know Daniel.

Your friends and his friends began to intermingle and you all went on a big outings together.

One time all of you went to a museum for someone’s birthday. It started off just fine but you all realized that it would be impossible to keep the giant group of you together. So everyone broke off into pairs.

You and Daniel were like a default pairing at this point. The two of you broke off away from the rest and roamed the museum by yourselves.

Daniel had gone to the restroom at one point so you waited for him by a fossil display. You were scanning the crowd randomly, looking around as you waited.

Your eyes came across someone you’d rather not see and your heart stopped.

Jeon Wonwoo had been your crush for the first year and a half for college. You two were in a lot of the same classes and somehow always sat next to one another. Then fate pushed it even further and paired the two of you up for a project. You fumbled your way through, hoping it might lead somewhere more, but Jeon Wonwoo had always brushed you off. Even when you tried everything to hold up a decent conversation.

You liked him so much it had made you jaded towards liking other people.

It almost made you laugh because your feelings for the boy were so superficial and only ended up getting you hurt.

“What’s wrong?” Daniel asked when he got back from the restroom. He waved a hand in front of your eyes to break your stare.

“Nothing,” you lied as a crappy feeling washed over you.

Seeing Wonwoo again, despite the fact that you were over him, made you feel like shit. The whole rest of the day you were sort of silent and unresponsive as the rest of your friends had fun.

That night, as you as Daniel took a cab home, he took your hand and asked you again. “What’s wrong?”

You didn’t know how to bring it up to him.

You couldn’t say, Hey, I just saw the dude I’d been crushing on for over a year and it short of bums be me because what if we ended up like that.

“I’d rather not talk about it.”

After that, Daniel stopped asking. He let you snuggle up next to his arms and fall asleep as the the cab drove the two of you back to your apartments.

The next day Daniel showed up to your house early in the morning (at noon) with take out and a box of your favorite sweets.

“They told you didn’t they?” you asked, knowing your friends had probably texted Daniel to explain to him why you were acting this way.

“Why didn’t you just tell me you saw your ex?”

You wanted to scream. “He’s not my ex...He’s just…” you hesitated before realizing you should tell Daniel the truth. “He’s just someone I had a crush on for the longest time and it obviously didn’t end well.”

“Well, it sucks to to suck, he missed out on an amazing person.”

“You really think so?”

“Of course!”

“You’re the best, you know that?”

“Of course,” he answered, shooting you a cheeky rabbit smile.

You two spent that whole day together snuggled up under one of your big blankets, surrounded by soft pillows.

Rooney and Peter were running around somewhere under those sheets and you laughed at their antics.

It made you stop for a second and take in just how much of your apartment had been altered because of Daniel.

You’d gotten a litter box for Rooney and Peter. You stocked up your fridge with enough food for twelve people. You had random boxes of jellies lying around for Daniel. You’d even bought special pillows so the two of you could sit down in front of your TV and watch it properly.

What were you to Daniel? What was Daniel to you?

Were you two just good friends? Or was there possibly something more?

Part of you wanted an answer, but part of you was scared again.

You knew Daniel wouldn’t brush you off like Wonwoo had, but to think of you and Daniel not being as close as you were now? That made you legitimately scared.

If you told him you liked him, would it change all of this?

Your mind went through scenario after scenario before deciding to say nothing and stay friends with Daniel for as long as you could.

You regretted your decision.

Because people would never stop approaching you and Daniel asking if you two were dating. It hurt you to say no every time.

It was even worse when people flirted with Daniel and you had no legitimate reason to be mad.

Sometimes you ended up avoiding Daniel to keep your feelings in check and you knew you hurt his feelings when you did.

It went on like this for two months until you decided you couldn’t do this.

In keeping yourself from telling him you liked him, you did the one thing you were trying to avoid.

You had decided you were going to go to his apartment to tell him, when Daniel started banging on your door.

He had a bag of clothes throw in a duffle bag over his shoulder and Rooney and Peter in either of his hands. He looked terrified as he gave you big, sad puppy eyes.

“Going somewhere?” you questioned, hoping he wasn’t leaving town.

“Why did you tell me someone died in my apartment?” he whined, lamely pointing a finger at his door.

You were genuinely lost for a second. “Huh?”

Daniel looked like he was about to cry when he told you he’d overheard the lady who lived below him say the last tenant of his apartment had died in it.

“So, you’re leaving?” You gestured to the bag slung across his shoulder.

“No…I thought I could stay with you…”

So that’s why he was knocking so hard. “Get in here, you big baby,”

Daniel set his bags down over by the edge of the couch and you went to go prepare dinner for the two of you. 1

It seemed like just another normal moment when the two of you were together, but your nerves started to get the better of you as he watched how comfortably he sat on your sofa and scrolled through your TV.

When you set out the food, he came over as quickly and sat down at what had become His Seat™.

You made sure to give Peter and Rooney food as well before joining Daniel at the dining table.

“Why have you been avoiding me lately?” he asked, breaking the silence after shoving food into his face.

You set down your spoon, looking away from his eyes as you spoke. “I was actually meaning to talk to you about that…”

Daniel reached out a hand and placed it over yours. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”

You looked him in the eyes, hoping you didn’t look as scared as you felt. “I like you.”

“Huh?” he asked, seeming taken aback by your sudden confession.

You gulped at his reaction.“I like you, Kang Daniel,” you repeated. “Please don’t make me say it again.”

“That’s it?”

“What?” It was your turn to be thrown for a loop. Did he just say ‘That’s it?’ while you were laying your heart out?

“That’s all you had to say?”

“What do you mean that’s all I had to say?” Your voice rose as you got to your feet genuinely angry with Daniel for acting as if your confession was no big deal.

Daniel stood up and walked over to you. He licked his lips as if they were dry and looked down at you with a nervous smile.

“Well, I saw you change out the dead plants to fresh ones when I moved in. And you cleaned up your apartment too. So, I figured you probably liked me.”

“Oh my god.” You were mortified. So he HAD noticed all that.

He held up his hands as he spoke, “It’s okay! It’s not like my apartment is any better.”

“Shut up, Daniel!” You choked out as you were trying not to die of embarrassment.

“If it’s any consolation, I like you, too.” he whispered, pushing back a strand of your hair.

Your face was on fire as you glared and pouted up at him. How could he be so cute and so infuriating?

You tip-toed and kissed him to let out your anger.

There were no fireworks or sparks or anything of that sort.

Just a calmness that soothed all the tension that had been digging into you while Rooney and Peter darted and played between your ankles.

Bonus:

“Here,” you said as you handed him the 150,000 won Saitama you decided not to give him. “This was your original welcome present, but I didn’t want you to know I was an otaku. Now, Saitama can be like your guardian statue, warding off whatever ghost might linger.”

“No thanks, I think I’ll just stay here.” Daniel placed the box back into your hands.

You looked up at him slightly annoyed, “You’re going to have to go back to your apartment eventually.”

“But I don’t want to…,” he said as he shivered, giving you puppy eyes once again.

Daniel perked up when an idea popped into his head. “You know, we should just look for a bigger apartment! One we could share!”

You tried not to freak out over the fact that he’d suggested you two start living together. “You’re getting ahead of yourself. I literally just confessed to you, plus you haven’t even asked me to be your girlfriend.”

“I thought that was just implied.” He just shrugged and laughed. You rolled your eyes but you learned to accept his antics.

From that day on you two started dating for real, and just like Daniel wanted, you did look into bigger apartments- ones which had a very low chance of being haunted.

#wanna one #produce 101 #wanna one imagines #wanna one scenarios #produce 101 imagines #kang daniel #kang daniel scenarios #kang daniel fluff #kang daniel boy next door au

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Year of Review - Writing 2017

I was tagged by the lovely and doubly talented (awesome fics and awesome art, and so much of it, how do you do it?) @timesorceror (and it only took me three weeks to finally get to it…sorry)

Total number of completed stories:

Total word count:

Also counting wips that haven’t been posted yet, 207482

Fandoms written in:

Dragon Age

Looking back, did you expect to write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d expected?:

I wrote more one shots than I thought I would and less chapters for my wips than planned. All in all, I’d say less than I hoped for but about as much as I expected.

What’s your own favorite story of the year?:

I have several stories that are my favourites for different reasons, and it also changes depending on what mood I’m in. To narrow it down a little, I think Why are you looking at me like that and Dear Justice might be my absolute favourites. Maybe. I feel the urge to name at least five more coming up, so let’s move on to the next one quickly.

Did you take any writing risks this year?:

Not really. I posted several fics without much (or any) editing/proofing/rewriting (which I normally tend to do quite a lot of) because I wanted to meet a deadline; that was a first for me. Dates and cakes was probably the biggest risk for me in that regard. It has several chapters, all of which were outlined, written, edited and posted in less than 24 hours as I wanted to finish it in time for a special occasion, and while I would have loved to add one or two more chapters, I’m very happy with how it turned out.

Do you have any fanfic or profit goals for the new year?:

I have a couple of prompts in my inbox that I still need to finish, as well as a few short gift fics and my Christmas fic (yes, it’s gonna be super late but you will read it anyway…like…pleaaase?). When those are done, I want to finish my wips on ao3 (Truce or date, the Stepping stones series and (W)hole lotta love and then finally get back to working on a few half-finished wips that have been lying around for almost two years now (in particular my mermaid au fenders, a justice-centric drunk sex fenders, a fenhawke longfic, and a one shot detailing what happened in the tent between chapters one and two in Ten times you kissed me). But most importantly, I want to take a few weeks to take a break from writing and finally read all the awesome fics on my ever growing “to read” list. I’ve been so focused on writing this year, I think I need to step back for a while.

Best story of the year?:

I have honestly no idea how to answer this. There are so many different aspect you could judge them on, and you’d probably get different “winners” depending on which you pick. But well, I have to pick one so… given the amount of thought, planning and structuring that went into it and the fact that I feel it brings across the points I was trying to make/the feelings I was trying to evoke, I guess Ten times you kissed me is the most likely candidate.