#for the year hahahhaa

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Happy 31st Birthday to the Sun

aka Louis ☀️

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You're a dashboard delight, both for what you put on it but also because I'm graced with your icon and getting fed flustered Liu-shidi ❤️

ehehhe stopppp you're so sweet :) he also makes me happy to look at <3333

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Yo I talk so much shit about working for a Big 5 bank but my 5 year anniversary gift is a Swiss Army Knife hahahahahaha

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Payback post pt. 2

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pairing: neteyam x avatar!reader (part of the cardigan saga)

➽ a/n: it's neteyam and atan's world, and we're just living in it! hi besties and welcome to day 5, aka the day that almost killed me bc writing daddy!neteyam is actually much harder to me than i thought it could be. but i wanted so much to give this day to them, since they are my forever favourite pair from my forever favourite work of mine.

you don't have to have read cardigan for this to make sense, although it helps. i hope you enjoy, i've seen a lot of you besties reading cardigan recently and it's nice to know you wouldn't have had to wait as long for this prompt as my og readers, who i've promised this to for far too long hahahhaa my bad.

finally, this will continue in another (or two) kinktober prompts, so enjoyyy ;) x

➽ words: 1.7k words

➽ warnings: it goes without saying, but all of these works (kinktober-related) are smut and therefore minors should NOT interact with them. other warnings include: anal fingering, p in v, pet names, hair pulling.

➽ taglist (x) ➽ kinktober masterlist (x)

➽ na'vi compendium: atan - light, ma 'itan - son, kalin - sweet to the taste

“Come on, ma ‘itan. You have to let go of him at some point, you know?” Letting go of your son was harder on Neteyam than either of you ever envisioned. Well, not really. In truth, he’s always been a born father - loving, caring and attentive, he has been the unofficial parent of three kids ever since he reached puberty, and yet, it’s never made him bitter or deterred. On the contrary, it seemed that the birth of your son, the sweet Kalin, only made him more enthusiastic to put everything he’s learnt about parenthood to good use with his own family. Still, there were times, like right now, where you wanted to remember what it was like to be alone with your mate, the love of your life, the man who you’ve gone trough hell and back with. Solitude was a scarce resource right now, with a babe barely over a year old, but you were lucky to have a village full of people who were more than ready and willing to help babysit, and some who were more excited about it than others - like Neytiri.

“I’ve wanted to have this little one all to myself for so long, we’re going to have so much fun!” Her little coos were adorable and once more you couldn’t help be forever grateful for the person who’s been a mum to you for years now, who loved you and has done so ever since you were born. Although so different, you couldn’t help see your own mother in her, and you were reminded to pay her and your dad a visit at the Tree of Souls. It’s been a while. 

But for now…

“We won’t be too long. Thank you for doing this, sa’nok.” 

“We might be… a little long. Isn’t that so, Atan?”

You chuckled at the quiet desperation in his voice, and, with a roll of your eyes, you clicked in the direction of the tent’s entrance, wordlessly willing him out. This was going to be fun…

It was still risky, coming to the places that used to mean so much to you once, that you had to forsake when you moved to the Metkayina, that you got back once more once you returned home, but you couldn’t help yourselves. Not when these places, this place, in particular, has been one where so many memories, all shared between you two, were made, not when it still brings goosebumps on the surface of your skin, the thought of all you’ve lived through here, from learning how to swim and climb to conceiving your little bundle of joy that was safely back home. You never realised how much being a mother would mean to you - although it was always clear how much being a father meant to Neteyam. You’ve loved him all your life, but somehow never more than when taking care of your son, then when he showered you in love and affection, when he acted like the dad and partner you always knew he would be. 

“I miss this place so much every time we don’t visit for a few days. It’s like after all these years, and all these memories… it’s part of me. It always will be. And even now, I feel like a teenager, obsessed with you, desperate to look into your eyes, excited beyond belief at every glance or touch you send my way.” 

You couldn’t believe how even despite knowing each other since birth, being there for each other every day of your lives, your heart still galloped in your chest any time he spoke, and he still had so much power over you, power to take your breath away with words… and actions.

“Whatever you say… daddy.”

Neteyam turned around almost robotically, alert and frantic as he struggled to make eye contact with you in the least amount of time possible. You chucked at his demeanour, almost predatory, tail perked and unmoving, eyes wide and pupils even more so, swallowing the beautiful yellow of his irises whole. 

“What did you just call me?” 

You smirked and curved an eyebrow in his direction, enjoying the tingly feel that came with doing so, the goosebumps peppered on your skin after being conditioned to expect him to react to it, to unleash on you demons and urges that only you could swallow, only you could help quench. 

“Fuck.” A second later he was by you, and even after a few years in this body, his reflexes still amazed you, still took you by surprise. You gulped at the intensity in his gaze, a gulp that got stuck in your throat as soon as his fingers found your neck, as soon as they wrapped around it and squeezed in just the right way so you felt euphoric, so it felt like the beginning to a night to remember. 

“Atan, you have no idea what you started. But I’ll show you. Let daddy show you.”

His sultry words made your legs clench together, a desperate if futile attempt to cease the dew gathering in your beaded loincloth and seeping past the fabric onto the soft skin of your inner thighs. 

“Turn around.” 

It never took any effort on your part to wholly and relentlessly obey your mate. He loved control and for him, only him, you loved to give it up - you loved it when he manhandled you, his strong, muscular physique perfect for such a task, made to do exactly what he was doing now, spinning you in place and pushing you gently, but forcefully by your shoulder and lower back until you were on the ground, kneeling and waiting. 

“I’m gonna need this perfect little body on all fours, Atan.”

The ground felt moist and tender beneath your hands and knees, and you were so aware of every move, every breath, every fleeting touch of his nimble fingers on your body, slowly making his way from your neck, down your spine until he reached your hips, that he gripped with both his large hands, before giving a praising, appreciative murmur at the sight before him. 

“So, so beautiful. Look at you, spread open for me, making a mess before I even touched you. Daddy’s little slut.”

You nearly snickered at how quickly he adopted and adapted to the nickname, how natural it was, rolling off his tongue, how somehow, every time he said it, you got impossibly wetter, almost panting with the desire to be filled up with his cock, with his cum. You moaned softly when you heard him spit into his hands, and could only imagine the mouthwatering sight unfolding before you as he pumped himself, before plunging into the depths of the desire that would overcome you both. When he guided his rock-hard erection to the plush of your ass, gliding it effortlessly in between your asscheeks, over and over, all you wanted to do was scream for more. It felt wondrous and dirty, and you wanted it all, wanted him everywhere, all at once, all the time. Like the mindreader he always was, he spoke before you had a chance to voice your unrealistic feverous dreams.

“Let’s start with two fingers and work our way up, how’s that sound?” You appreciated him for his thoughtfulness always, but especially now, always ready and dutiful in making sure you were prepared, that your body was capable of taking him, of taking it the way he ended up wanting to give it to you.

“Words, Atan.” 

“Sounds go-good. So good.” 

“That’s right.” 

He was taunting you now, slapping the tip of his cock on your clit, dragging it against your folds before sliding into you with ease, while plunging two fingers into your puckered hole.

“Fu-uck! Fuck! Argh!”

The feeling was beyond comprehension,  beyond your wildest fantasies. It was always this good, always this mind-blowing and yet, you have never gotten used to it, never gotten used to the amalgamation of sensations and how they’d all accumulate to a night of orgasm after orgasm, until you were passed out on his cock, too tired to even mutter a tired I love you.

His hand was soft as it trailed up your body until it reached your braided hair, that he took into his fisted hand. When he tugged on it, as he slammed back into you, you cried out, moaning garbled attempts at his name. Your head pulled backwards as he used your hair to establish a brutal, ruthless pace of both his hips and fingers, and soon enough, you could feel your first orgasm as it approached, thunderous and violent and ready to take over you. 

“I can’t wait to be a dad again, I can’t wait to see your swollen belly and know you have made me the happiest man in the world every day of my life so far and will continue to do so 'til the day I die. I can’t wait to hold your hand when you bring our baby girl into the world.”

“But not tonight, Atan. Tonight, I want to ruin you. I need to ruin you. I need to watch my cum drip out of your every perfect little hole. Do you understand?” 

A meek nod is all you managed, the sensation too overwhelming to allow for any coherent, cohesive expression, the cried-out iteration of “yes, daddy. Yes, fuck, y-yes!” only audible in your head as you screamed it with all your internalised might. 

“Good girl. Come for daddy. I want to hear you, Atan.”

His words were enough to push you over the edge, and you came, vision blinded by the high, mind numbed by the way every nerve in your body felt electrified, alight with the pleasure that didn’t seem to want to cease, not even as you squirted on his cock as he continued to pump into you, the overstimulation enough to make tears fall down your cheeks and onto the ground. 

You didn’t have time to catch your breath, no time to gather any thoughts before he leaned onto your back, whispering seductively in your ear. 

“Ready for round two? You didn’t think I was done with you yet, huh?” 

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Disclaimer: I do not own Maliksi. Full Credit goes to HC - @ask-emilz-de-philz. Please check out their blog for amazing art and the wonderful world of Planet Puto. All involved characters are adults.

Genre: Fluff

A/N: Happy New Year ebriwan. Sorry ang likot nung isa jan, napaka pabebe ayaw pa magpa pic ng ayos. XDDDD Guys, very short lang to, not a full fic hahaha. just some drabble. UULITIN KO HA, DRABBLE PO ITO kaya maikli hehe, HINDI FIC. HAHAHA.

Maliksi let out a heavy sigh, dead eyes looking at the game he was playing for a couple of hours now. He was upset since his Kuya Makisig canceled on their game night for the second time this week.

He's not gonna complain though, he knows how much his Kuya loves his job and how good he is at it- it's one of the few things he enjoys and Maliksi will not take that away from him.

You look at him, trying to think of a way to cheer him up. Sure, he's a pain in the ass most of the time, yet it pains you to see him sulking like this.

You quietly sat beside him and before you knew it, he was already pulling you into his lap and nuzzling his face into your shoulder and letting out muffled sounds of frustrations. You softly chuckled as you gently run your fingers along his hair to soothe him.

"Wanna go grab some snacks?" You softly asked him. Maliksi looked at you like a pouting kid before finally nodding his head.

Since Maliksi didn't have a harem like his Kuya Makisig's it was easier for the both of you to just casually roam around at the most random times without having to worry about schedules. Usually, Maliksi likes late night strolls so both of you can grab some drinks and some sweets.

Maliksi held your hand while you two walk towards the convenience store, intertwining his fingers against yours. He will not admit it, but dealing with frustrating stuff became a lot easier since you came into his life.

"What kind of chocolate would you like for tonight?" You softly asked as you both stood outside the convenience store.

"Kisses."

You tilted your head in confusion, wondering if you heard him right and if he's asking for kisses.

"Kisses?"

Maliksi nodded and before he can say anything else, you excitedly held his cheeks and started to shower his face with kisses which made him broke out in laughter.

"Y/n! I meant hershey's kisses! But this will do too."

((HAPPY NEWYEAAAARRRRR GUYSSSS pasensya na, ang cravings ko kasi right now ay si Maliksi HAHAHHAA))

AMAZING ART BY @ask-emilz-de-philz

[idontgiveaflyinggrayson69]

Forever and Always

Author: Nat / @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69​ & KO / @thirteenisles​

Tagging: @smileysvech​ @pyotrkochetkov ​@hoesforthecanes @hockeywritingcollection

Relationship: Andrei x Kat

Warning: Implied sexual content?

Summary: Kat doesn’t think she should be the only one to wear an engagement ring.

Word Count: 2k

Comments: Ahhh long time no post… I have two other Drei and Kat fics in the works and I’m almost done the next chapter of Baby Bear so I hope to get more content out in the next month (I say as if I’m not already drowning in schoolwork hahahhaa kill me). Anywho, this is just a soft slice of life fic of our favourite couple!

“I think we need to get you a ring, too.” Kat’s voice was soft in the darken bedroom as she absentmindedly traced her finger over Andrei’s chest, the diamond of her engagement ring sparkling in the faint light from the twins’ nightlight.

She felt Andrei’s hum as he looked at her with a soft smile. “Yeah? Should I wear an engagement ring, too?”

“Yes,” she replied seriously. “We’re not going to get married for what, at least two years? I want people to know you’re mine, just as much as they know that I’m yours with the size of this rock.” She used her thumb to play with the band of her ring, the three-carat solitaire oval diamond set in a delicate gold finish was more than enough to tell onlookers that she was taken.

Getting his own ring wasn’t something Andrei had to contemplate as he kissed her softly. He wanted everyone to know he was hers. “Then we’ll go pick out a ring tomorrow.”

It was Kat’s turn to hum as she smiled against his lips and pulled him closer so he rested above her. She was still healing from birth and he had to be gentle as he braced his hand on the headboard to keep his weight off her but she only tried to pull him closer. “Sounds perfect.”

Andrei kissed her deeply, trying to pour his undying love for her into the kiss. “I am always yours, Kisa. There is no other woman on this planet that I could ever want more than you. You and our family are my everything.”

Minus all the stitches and the bed rest and the sore boobs and raw nipples, Kat really thought she had a grip on post birth.

Except for the post-partum hormones, that is.

Post-partum hormones were like the pregnancy hormones on steroids and she blinked back tears as she looked up at him. Andrei with his deep brown eyes, soft hair and the scruff that was really more of a beard by that point. She didn’t know how she got so lucky or what she could have possibly done to deserve him.

“I love you so much,” she whispered, her voice tight. 

“I love you so much more, my Katarina. You’ve given me a life I could have never imagined for myself but I’m so grateful I get to share it with you,” he smiled softly as he stroked her cheek.

“You’re going to make me cry,” she whispered, her lip wobbling.

“I don’t mean to, Kisa.” He cupped her cheek and kissed her lips softly before he kissed each of her eyelids, tickling her with his beard to make her smile. “Please don’t cry. I just want you to understand how much I love you.”

“I never thought I’d have this life either, especially with the bright eyed kid who came over from Russia and barely knew English,” she whispered and Andrei gently brushed her hair back.

“I’m not a kid anymore,” he smiled when Kat scoffed.

“No, you’re not.”

“I’m a big boy,” his smile grew. “And I know how to use my body well.”

Kat’s laugh was everything to him and he kissed her again, deeper than before with a promise of everything he’d do to her when she was healed. He smirked when Kat moaned against his lips and he nipped at her bottom lip as he pulled back.

“Definitely know how to use your body well,” she mumbled and Andrei’s nose scrunched up as he smiled. He pressed another quick peck to her lips before he laid back down beside her and extended his left hand.

“So I’m getting an engagement ring?”

His hand dwarfed hers as Kat took his hand in hers. “I’d like you too, yeah.”

“You gonna pick it out for me?” He asked and she hummed.

“I better or you’ll pick the biggest most obnoxious ring in the store.” When he rolled his eyes, she continued, “what colour are your cars? How big are your watches? Don’t even get me started on the size of your cross. Nearly taken out my teeth once or twice.”

“It has to be big to withstand you pulling on it every day,” he replied and rolled onto his side to look at her. “And don’t pretend you don’t like it when it dangles in your face.”

He was right of course, but Kat still rolled her eyes. “Still big. I love you, but you like flashy.” The size of her rock also was a testament to that, but she wasn’t complaining about that one. “All I’m saying is something simple and sleek would be sexy on you. But I want it to be clearly different from your wedding ring…” she bit her lip as she thought about it before she dropped his hand to reach over to grab her phone off the bedside table.

Andrei watched her with careful, loving eyes as she pulled up a jeweler and scrolled through page after page of men’s rings. He really didn’t care what it looked like because all that mattered to him was what it represented: her.

“Like this,” she said and turned the phone to him. It was a simple ring. Black tungsten with a brushed finished and polished beveled edges. “They engrave, too.”

Andrei’s smile softened and he took her hand in his so he could kiss her knuckle right next to her ring. “Order it and engrave your name on it.”

Her lip wobbled again as she looked at him but he kissed her before the tears could fall and she let herself get lost in the kiss, let herself get lost in him. When his lips were on hers, it was like they were the only two people in the world.

He kissed her breathless and then he kissed her some more before he pulled back to rest his forehead against hers. “My Katarina,” he breathed, already imagining the feeling of the ring on his finger.

“My Andrei,” she whispered back and trailed her hands down his beck.

“You know,” she whispered a few moments later. “You never told me how you picked out my ring.”

Andrei laughed and peeled himself away from her to lay back down beside her. “I always knew I wanted to marry you, but I had been looking since we decided to start a family, but nothing was good enough for my Katarina. I think we’ve already established that you think I have shit taste, which couldn’t be further from the truth when I picked you and you’re the best woman in the whole world. But, I knew you questioned my judgment sometimes, so I Invited mama on our trip to Florida for the All Star Game because I wanted her opinion during ring shopping. This was before you told me you were pregnant.” His smile softened as he thought about the day she told him he was going to be a papa.

She softened as she looks up at him. “You got the ring in Florida?”

“I did,” he hummed.

“So you could’ve proposed any time after the All Star Game and you waited ‘till I was exhausted and sweaty and literally torn in multiple places to ask me to marry you?” There was a hint of bitterness to her voice as she furrowed her brows. He had five months to propose and waited till she looked and felt like death?

He was quiet as he fiddled with her fingers, “it felt like the perfect moment to me. I almost lost you and it scared me shitless and I wanted to make sure you knew how much I loved you and how committed I am to you. I needed you to know that I wanted to spend every moment of the rest of our lives together.”

Any bitterness she had quickly turned to regret. For all the pain and trauma her body went through, she didn’t remember much between Alina being born and waking up in the hospital room with Andrei next to her with Alina on his chest. But Andrei… he remembered every stomach twisting second of it, terrified that he was going to lose her and their son. Of course when she woke up he didn’t want to wait another moment because the next moment isn’t guaranteed. It’s never guaranteed.

She teared up again as she pressed her face into his chest. “I love you so much,” she whispered. “I am a little sad I don’t have any romantic pictures of the proposal, but I wouldn’t change it. I got our babies and you on the same day, it was perfect.”

“When you’re ready, we’ll take engagement photos,” he promised as he kissed the top of her head. “But there is this picture my mom took I don’t know if she showed you.”

She shook her head against his chest and Andrei did his best to grab his phone without jostling her too much. It only took him a moment to find it before he gently eased her back from his chest to show her.

It wasn’t a perfect picture, but it was Andrei on one knee next to the bed with Kat was on the bed covering her mouth, her hair was pulled back and, yeah, she looked a little like death, but it really captured the moment. And there was no denying the pure love Andrei had in his eyes, the same love he’s had for Kat since day one.

Kat’s lip wobbled as tears slipped down her cheeks. “We need to get this printed and frame,” she whispered, unable to pull her eyes away from the picture.

“I can do that,” he promised and kissed her forehead. “I’m just very happy you said yes.”

She pulled her eyes from the picture to look up at him and cupped his face, “there is no way I would have said no. I love you so much, Andrei. I want a life with you. I want this life with you.”

“I want every life with you,” he replied and gently pulled her closer. “My beautiful fiancée and future wife, the beautiful mother of our beautiful babies.”

She blushed and smiled through her tears before brushing her lips against his, “my handsome fiancé, my future husband, and the sexy father of our beautiful twins.”

His smile grew, making his nose scrunch up in the adorable way Kat loved. “And when you’re all healed up, I’ll put another baby in you.”

“Whoa there,” she put her hand on his chest as she pulled back, the tears quickly stopping. “Let’s enjoy the first year of the twins first.”

“Takes nine months to grow another baby,” he hummed and kissed her again. She protested against his lips but he only deepened the kiss.

“Uh huh, and I just had a c-section and had my insides taken out and put back in, I’d like a little break,” she said and pushed him back by his chest.

He scrunched his nose up as he teased her, “we’ll see.”

She made a strangled sound as she gave him a hard look but Andrei only bit his lip as he let his eyes wander down her body, already thinking about how good she’ll look round with more of his babies. Kat knew exactly what he was thinking about when she felt him harden against her hip and she shoved his chest again as she rolled her eyes.

“Ring first, more babies later,” she said and kissed him chastely before tapping his chest and reaching back for her phone to order the ring.

Andrei groaned as he flopped back against the bed but there was no denying his smile. Katarina was the best thing to ever happen to him and he couldn’t wait to start the next chapter of their lives together.

[hiwelcometothemonstersancturary]

Image ID: Two glitter texts, reading as "NIGHTMARE FACTORY – DEVLOG 0". End image ID.

Hi, I'm Garça Visconde Mirigis, and I'm VERY happy to announce that this post you're reading is the first devlog ever for my nightmare game, a 3D platformer parody of mascot horror genre! And yes, nightmare, not dream game, because making my actual dream game is way out of my current abilities at the moment!

Ever thought to yourself how different a horror game would be if our protagonist decided to help the monsters instead of... [reading a list off-screen] killing, imprisioning, sacrificing, exorcizing or even banning them to other dimensions? Because I have, for ungodly amounts of time, and after literally years I decided that the time to actually make this thing has come. Welcome to the NIGHTMARE FACTORY!

OKAY BUT WHAT IS THE SYNOPSIS?

As previously mentioned, NIGHTMARE FACTORY is a parody of mascot horror games, set in an abandoned toy factory that also used to host a theme park. You play as Vera Torres, a 57 year-old mechanic who used to work in there. One day, our dear Vera receives a call from an old coworker: The higher-ups are going to sell the factory and the theme park, but they need a good inspection, and no one is accepting the offer! Feeling a bit nostalgic and wanting to help her friend, Vera decided to help take a look inside...

... Only to discover the place is now filled with strange monsters whose leader has, somehow, decided that she's actually his mother?! But she only had one kid ever in her life...?

Yeah, Vera is CONFUSED, and it's now your duty as the player to help her figure out just what the heck is going on!

... AND WHAT THE HECK IS THE GAME ACTUALLY ABOUT?

The game is a lighthearted and pink look at mascot horror as a whole, featuring little references to other games and lots and lots of silly jokes. It is also a long love letter for the genre, because as much as I like poking fun at FNaF, it did change my life for the better and it will forever have a soft spot in my heart. I love the franchise despite it all, and making a whole game just to poke fun at it and other similar games feels stupid. No one can create a good parody if they don't love the thing they're parodying even a tiny little bit.

NIGHTMARE FACTORY is not an "aha look at how stupid this is" look at mascot horror. I want it to be as sincere as possible, and the end product needs to be honest and not ironic in the slightest in order for it to be a success.

HOWEEEVEEEER. Despite the silliness, NIGHTMARE FACTORY can and will feature grapphic imagery and disturbing content due to its nature as a horror title. Trigger and content warnings have not been currently set, but shall be added as development continues.

WHAT ARE THE ~ INSPIRATIONS ~ ?

HEHEHE. HAHAHHAA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. MY FAVORITE PART!

The gameplay is inspired by the original Crash Bandicoot trilogy, Pac-Man World 1-2 and Rayman 2! These are my favorite platformers ever and I played them for hours as a kid, and since NIGHTMARE FACTORY is all about toys and childhood I figured it would be the perfect fit!

For themes and story, NIGHTMARE FACTORY is inspired by Five Nights at Freddy's, Bendy and the Ink Machine/Bendy and the Dark Revival, Tattletail, Poppy Playtime, Silent Hill 1-4, Welcome Home, My Friendly Neighborhood and the Lacey series on YouTube! Some of the themes include loss of childhood, the horrors of motherhood and girlhood, corporate corruption, trauma recovery, grief and rage.

For visuals, however? Alice: Madness Returns, Hello Kitty Roller Rescue, Strawberry Shortcake: The Sweet Dreams Game, Disney Princess' Enchanted Journey and old dress-up flash games are my references!

THE SETTING

The game is set in 2020s São Paulo, Brazil, AKA where I live, and it can and will feature elements of brazilian culture. The final version should have both english and brazilian-portuguese translations, with cultural notes being featured to help non-brazilians understand some jokes and themes better.

CURRENT SITUATION

NIGHTMARE FACTORY is currently sitting at "the single gamedev is desperate to start programming but he's busy with uni work" stage of production, but do not worry, the single gamedev is also working on the story, how level progression shall go, how the game should feel to play, and, of course, planning the mechanics, AKA the most important part of a fun game. I'll make an entire devlog detailing every single main mechanic as soon as I'm able to finally start fully working on this!

NIGHTMARE FACTORY is being made with Godot, Blender and Krita, and it will be released first for PC.

NOW A LOOK AT HOW THE SINGLE GAMEDEV IS ALREADY ANXIOUS ABOUT MAKING THE GAME

It wouldn't be a project I made without me losing my mind about it from day 0!

Nightmare Factory is a 3D platformer game, with around ~30 levels planned, divided into 5 acts/chapters/arcs/sessions. You can think as these sets of levels as Crash Bandicoot's Warped level selection, like this!

After answering some asks relating to mascot horror as a genre, I remembered a conversation I had with my amazing partner some weeks ago about how I want to release NIGHTMARE FACTORY. YES, I didn't even start programming it, but this is the type of thing I need to settle on before I build a good chunk of the game. It will be important!

But then. There's the problem: I don't like it when games are "released" but you have to pay more to get all of them. Yeah, each chapter would be super cheap so they would have a full game price when combined, but also. Do I want to do this. Do I genuinely want to do this. Like? Am I sure this is the right way to do it?????

Image ID: Screenshot of Crash Warped for the PS1, with Crash standing in front of a warp room with 5 blue buttons on the floor, each marked with a number from 1 to 5. The 6th button has the face of Tiny Tiger, signaling it to be the entrance to a boss fight level. End image id.

My first plan was to release each act separately so I could both get feedback and also have more fun, because by getting feedback I would be way less worried about messing things up + I could update things like character physics to be less wonky or more stiff in case it was a common complaint, which could change the entire level design. And also because I'm a clown and I want to make a mascot horror parody, and releasing it in chapters aligns perfectly with how I want this to go.

Anyways, this has now lead to me deciding that the game should be a "pay for it once" type of thing. I'll still release it in chapters, but the updates will be for free. Will I regret this decision because liking it or not I need money + I am an indie dev + there's nothing wrong with game devs expecting to be, y'know, PAID for their work? Absolutely so!!!!! But I think that, for now, this will be how I develop this silly game.

Anyways, this is getting long enough, so I'll finish it for now. Character introductions will be made after the gameplay-focused devlog, so see you guys soon enough! Byeeee <3

[mooncakebun]

It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Thank you so much for your endless support! I am so happy to share my art here!!

PS: I LOVE the tags some of you guys leave on my posts hahahhaa! Thank you really! 😭

[phanart-by-bisa]

i just logged into this account after 5 years

holy shit hahahhaa I noticed that dan and phil activated their gaming channel and I got nostalgic

Im gonna heal my inner child by watching their new stuff on dapg and might rewatch old videos as well

IS ANYONE STILL ACTIVE HERE? 😭

[machathecat]

GOD I FORGOT HOW IT FELT READING A BOOK

I feel like little 10 year old me getting a new warrior cats book again. The smell of the paper the feeling of turning pages daydreaming about everything that's happening as you read GOD I MISSED THIS SO MUCH HAHAHHAA

[nattaphum]

Q: do you have any couple pics yet?

Mile: yes, we have. We have the pics and also the videos, you can wait for it

Apo: wait for another 3 years hahahhaa

Mile: that’s crazy 😂

[night-market-if]

APPARENTLY I am desperately trying to blow up The Night Market on FB hahahhaa. Someone posted a book cover with a character that looks SO MUCH like Hazel I just had to word vomit about TNM all over it 😂 just so desperately want you to have everything you need and/or could possibly want for your family AND everyone should experience TNM!!

That is an oddly wonderful compliment. Thank you, anon!

Here's the thing. My husband and I have barely had any money from the day we got married. We have had a hell of a time trying to provide for our kids and without help from others, we wouldn't have been able to. So, I kind of have this silly little dream.

I was never taught to hoard my money. I desperately want to be in a position where our family is comfortable (and thanks to the NM we are getting there quick). I want to be able to provide for my daughter that will be graduating next year. I want to be able to get more chickens (lol) and in the end, I want to be the person who looks at a new author that is struggling and goes, here, I really believe in what you are doing. Here's some money. Because that was the best thing that happened to me when I started. People just believing in me like that. It lit a fire under me. I want to be able to do that for new authors. I want to look at my readers who are struggling and help them. The kindness I received when my husband was on strike was phenomenal. I want to be in a financial position that my family is safe and secure so I can start doing that for others. So, blow the Night Market up, please. I want to be able to prove to people that this is possible. You just need a good community at your back and someone to believe in you, in order to reach your goal.

[emcandon]

the ballad of fancy uncle chucklefuck, pt. 7 (in which he almost dies and also actually expresses himself kind of.)

while i'm here, who wants a Fancy Uncle Chucklefuck update!

(previously on fancy uncle chucklefuck: 1, 2, 3 (look at the reblog for the update), 4, 5, 6)

when last we left him, Fancy Uncle Chucklefuck was feeling a bit awkward after the whole double whammy of "local god threatened him with death" and "party was less than stoked about HIS god (chucklefuck prime, remember him??) rifling through their trauma to psychically reinforce its protections"

he was kind of hanging back from a bunch of things as a consequence, playing more into the Observer than Face role, lightly terrified of sleeping and sucking the party back into some kind of divine nightmare zone

how do you solve neurotic insomnia? YOU GO MURDER SOME VAMPIRE KOBOLDS with a very large tiefling who you were 90% sure was going to kill you five minutes ago but sometimes these things work out ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

and/or it's only one vampire kobold and it very nearly murders you instead? hahahhaa. (AC 9 baybEE.)

consequently uncle chucklefuck was actually passed out during the clearing out of the rest of the vampire kobold den -- in part bc i was running the session :P

however the rest of the party did a splendid job of simply obliterating the beasties. good job, gang. y'all are terrifying.

(they did befriend one (1) vampire kobold, Beetle, called such bc she is very good at skittering, and also bc she is forever going where she is not wanted. Beetle was v eager to help with the murder of her brethren but also due to the aforementioned terrifying violence, the party did not NEED help, so she has skittered off. thankfully the very large tiefling's Intimidation check means she is NOT presently trying to eat village children. boo >:( )

anyway during some anti-vampire trap-enforced pleasant conversation (i will perhaps describe the design at a later date; i was very proud of it), fancy uncle chucklefuck finally confessed to the two things he has been sidestepping this whole fucking time!!

1) that Chucklefuck Prime should not by any rights be attached to him bc it's inherited through a royal lineage! and the last person who had it was a prince who had his soul carved out of him bc he was trying to escape the royal family.

2) that Uncle Chucklefuck was trying to help the prince escape in some capacity but obviously that did not work out too great. and specifically Uncle Chucklefuck was helping in the capacity of, uh, well, a spy. lol. sorry about the habitual secret-keeping and misdirection! it is professional habit! hahahahah!!

(i can at last explain that the whole character concept here is basically "~15-20 years retired Rogue Inquisitive wakes up one day as a Sorcerer/Cleric. has bad time about it.")

SO MUCH OTHER STUFF HAS HAPPENED like how Seasonal Affective Disorder the Sorlock's whole backstory is starting to barge onto screen in the form of her continuing state of un(??)death(??) -- and also her murderer is here, hello, he sucks.

or like how aforementioned Very Large Tiefling is the DM's character whenever I'm running things, and he is also (uh oh) a warlock of the local god who is specifically not exactly pleased with Fancy Uncle Chucklefuck's entire deal (haha uh oh). (he is v midwestern dad, and is perfect, and i love him). it's good! it's good! i love my party! MORE TRAUMA THIS SUNDAY WOO.

[wheredostarsgowhenyoudie]

Wooooh. Just finished The Last Immortal. :) :) :)

And since it is completed, I am now allowed to give spoilers from the novel Shen Yin or Hidden God by Xing Ling hahahhaa. Gosh, you don't know how much I wanted to fangirl with someone over this hahha!!

Thing is, I love the drama! I love the story and many more things about it.

But dang it, because the novel is even more heartbreaking.

WARNING: NOVEL SPOILERS BELOW. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. (Many things are not included/changed in the drama, so this may seem unfamiliar.)

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Disclaimer: Let it be said that it was very, very hard to find good english translations for this novel. I had to endure reading robot and google translation. XD

The points below are spoilers I noted from what I understood of what I have read.

Low and behold...

1) Yuan Qi's sacrifice

🪷A thousand years ago, when Yuan Qi used the spirit sword to punish A Yin, Yuan Qi had already been dead.

See, the power of chaos can bring the immortal souls to life. So when Gu Jin became a god, he used his power to ensure the reborn of everyone they lost on Daze Mountain. He did it at the expense of his own life.

Feng Yin learned this too late.

2) The last battles

🪷Feng Yin joined the contest for the role of heavenly empress. Ajiu disguised himself to join it with her. They were together fighting Hua Shu and Hua Mo.

While this was happening, Yuan Qi was using all he has to seal the purgatory. Bibo was with him, his heart breaking at learning that Yuan Qi only had a body because of the Spirit Sword. All that he was seeing was nothing but a piece of a soul still fighting to save the three realms.

His friend Yuan Qi had long been gone. The power of chaos was no more.

Now, these next parts are from the epilogues.

3) Feng Yin's Dreams

🪷After Yuan Qi's death, Feng Yin keeps dreaming about him. In those dreams, Yuan Qi will tell her, "As long as you're here, I will always be by your side. Believe me, I will never leave you."

4) Ayin's forgotten lifetimes

Did you ever wonder what happened to Ayin in all those lifetimes she had lived in her tribulations?

Remember in the drama how Yuan Qi visited every reborn immortal from Daze Mountain but they couldn't seem to remember him?

🪷 In Shen Yin, that piece of Yuan Qi that clings with A Yin, the very part of him that saved himself in the drama, that piece had been with Ayin in every lifetime in all the tribulations that she had.

In every lifetime that she lived, there was a person who had been a constant, always with her, always looking after her, always trying to save her and failing no matter how hard he tried.

He always looked after her from one lifetime to another. But at every end, he took away her memories of him.

5) Feng Yin goes to the god realm

🪷Feng Yin forced her way into the god realm to plead Gu Jin's parents for help.

But Shang Gu just told her that Yuan Qi is her own flesh and blood. If she could save him, she would have done so already. She told Feng Yin to go back as it wasn't her time to enter the god realm yet.

6) Uncle Devil God

🪷 The devil god appeared before Feng Yin. He said he's there to sight see. Oh, and he also wants to save his eldest nephew, Yuan Qi, who doesn't even look at him.

Feng Yin had no qualms believing the devil god if he says he can really save Yuan Qi. It made the devil god very amused.

The devil god was kind enough to reveal the fact that long ago, when Feng Yin's souls were scattered into the world, Yuan Qi took a piece of his soul for her. And this soul has been with her all along. The power of chaos had been with her affecting her karma in every reincarnation. Yuan Qi's soul and Feng Yin's soul were intertwined. So if she lives, then he would not die.

When Feng Yin asked him why he's telling her all these, the devil god answered that many years ago, a man told him that a devil is a devil and will never be recognized by all spirit and is meant to temper the spirits. He believed all these and so he played his role. But Feng Yin showed him that fate can be changed, and so he wants to give it a try.

Feng Yin used that piece to revive Yuan Qi.

7) Scheming true god in-laws

🪷Meanwhile, in the god realm, Bai Jue is asking Sang gu why she didn't just tell Feng Yin that Yuan Qi could be saved when she came for them.

Shang Gu replied that the son (P.S. she actually calls Yuan Qi 'bastard' lol) is just like his father. He lives as he says and dies at he says. She also wanted to teach her daughter-in-law (aka Feng Yin).

They could not help teasing each other, as always. It was cute haha.

8) Yuan Qi and Feng Yin's married life

🪷In the novel, they had a daughter and Yuan Qi calls her princess. They banter about who she takes after, and Feng Yin asks him who is more important, her or their daughter? XD

When said daughter goes missing, the hint is for them to look where there are handsome immortals. Hahhahaa.

She totally took after them.

Shen Yin link:

Epilogue link:

NOTE: Before you freak out, those links are Chinese and Indonesian. YES, I KNOW. I did say I had to read robot and google translate lol. So to read it in your language, log in to google. Open the link in mobile. At the upper right of the google tab, click on the three consecutive dots and select 'Translate' (to English or whatever language you need it translated).

Enjoy! :)