#greyson: 005

[narilily]

"That… sounds a little bit too much like you have experience with that, and I don't think even you are that horrible!" she said with a laugh, "but no, I'll be fine, I promise." No need to drop her off somewhere and hope for the best, that would be bad. "I get it, people are attracted to what they don't understand, and if they see someone being a bit… aloof, they might end up wanting to be closer to that person," or that was what Greyson was probably hoping for, anyway. "I was going to say -- but, you know, you beat me to the punch! But now we need to find cinnamon rolls."

"Do I need to run you to the doctor? I can drop you right outside and then never see you again like an abandoned puppy at the pound," he remarked, nudging her with his shoulder. "Anti-social has always been cool, it makes you have a sort of allure. Oh, so you like cinnamon except for when it's me?" He half pouted. "That hurts, Nari, deep in my soul. Or what soul I would have."

[wxldhxrt]

PROMPT 005 - SUPERHERO

Name: Inkheart

Powers: Covered in magic tattoos, Greyson can summon/transform into the creatures that are inked into his skin. Notable tattoos are the Ancient Red Dragon, Fenrir Wolf of Ragnarok, Jörmungandr, Kraken, Gryphon and Hydra.

Strengths: When transformed Greyson is imbued with the powers and strengths of the creatures he becomes.

Weaknesses: When human is only mildly tougher than a regular human and entirely mortal. He cannot simply tattoo on more creatures in order to obtain their forms.

[wrxn-blxkely]

G R E Y S O N🐯

   Silver platform boots click-clacked across the Mageia tiles as Wren strutted through them. A chevron knitted grandmom sweaters layered over pants that looked like a couch in said grandmother’s home completed the look. After having to wear his battle gear for more than two days Wren felt like a reptile shedding his old skin, sporting a shinier coat. Though speaking of armor, as he passes by Greyson’s room he couldn’t help but see through the crack of it that the man was bulking up                    ---in more ways than one.

    “Well, well.” he knocks against the door frame, not entering, but sliding the door open to take a better look. “Who says tattoos and steel don’t mix?” his peachy glossed lips curl at the sight. “Nice upgrades man.” 

[bxsh-wxck]

GREYSON; Ivory, grey, and cloudy

    It was downcast this evening, waxen clouds swallowing roof tiles leaving a hazy edge that floated across the block. A slight drizzle could be smelled on the air, wind pulling from the north leaving a chill on the back of Bastion’s neck. Today was suppose to be an evening of him and Greyson searching aimless through the neighborhoods of Norway, yet by chance and bad weathering they both tuck themselves into a little coffee shop. Once entered, the simple rustic shop with less than five tables opened out before them. The silver light from outside trickling in, showing off a barista patiently waiting for them to order.

    “I guess tea and scones until the weather clears up?” turning to Greyson, a half pulled grin was pinned to his cheek. 

[rafaelcb]

"I can't see that being true," he admitted with a laugh, shaking his head. It wasn't as thought Greyson was anti-social, per se, but he didn't see the other man as someone who would ever consider himself a socialite. Besides, he was better than those folks. "I think it's nice that you can have some shared interests while still having your own things to enjoy, so that's very smart," he smiled, nodding his head. "And… he's a teenaged boy, so I imagine that you want a little bit of space and time apart from each other."

"It's so true, I'm a socialite." Grey laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. He barely missed that being the reality, kept from the monotony by a mother with an adventurous streak. He considered himself lucky. "That's about how it works, yeah. We like other things together, like art and music, which is way cooler anyway. Plus, he needs things to like with his friends."

[gaytedlasso]

If anyone ever wants to understand how much I love Greyson Chance...

[incendiaris]

♡ @aftermathed asked: ‘ also five times touched + grey & lenka B) ’

001 | it takes a couple hours, in the end, but seeing the bar looking somewhat presentable again is enough to make lenka grin brightly. “ finally, ” she huffs out, like she can claim to have done a worthy share of the work. greyson shoots her a sidelong glance, raised brow clearly indicating that he’s not sure she deserves to be complaining, but lenka plants her fist in the air between them before he can say anything. “ put it there, ” she encourages, and he’s obviously too tired to argue.

002 | she’s lit thousands of cigarettes in her time. probably tens-of-thousands; she’s neither patient nor confident enough to actually try and figure it out. but today, the wind just isn’t co-operating, and seeing that tiny flame flickering and jumping dangerously close to her fingers is making her heart do weird little leaps in her throat. it’s just a lighter. a stupid lighter.

     and then, all at once, there’s another pair of hands sheltering the flame. she’s triumphant within seconds. their fingers brush together for a split second as they lower their respective hands, and lenka finds herself smiling up at greyson. he holds her gaze for only a moment, quickly finding something else to look at. “ thanks, ” she says softly before taking a drag.

     “ sick of watching you fuck about with it, ” he grumbles in characteristically-irritated fashion, but it makes lenka smile anyway. 

003 | she’ll never understand how people do this shit for fun. they’ve been going for, like an hour or something, and literally every part of her body hurts. the big stupid gloves he’s got her punching looked stupid when they started, but now her knuckles sting from punching literal rubber, which feels like it should be illegal. “ can we stop? ” lenka groans, dropping out of her weird little on-the-toes stance he made her adopt at the beginning of the session. “ I feel like I’m gonna pass out. or die, probably. ”

     greyson looks at her, incredulous, maybe even a little pissed. “ no, ” he says, like it’s obvious.

     lenka groans and picks up her water bottle, before rolling into a heap on the mat and lying there for a few sweet, blissful seconds, cool bottle pressed against her forehead. “ we’ve been going forever. ”

     “ we’ve been going for eight minutes. ”

     she opens one eye to glower at him. greyson sighs, sliding off one of the gloves to take a drink from his own bottle. “ next time you’re in a fight, ” he continues, and lenka’s already mad because she knows damn well he’s gonna make a valid fucking point, “ you think they’re gonna give you a break in the middle? ”

     “ no. ” she grumbles it, because he’s right.

     “ no. exactly. so get the fuck up. ”

     he’s merciful enough to reach a hand down, and lenka takes it with pantomime levels of hesitation. as soon as her hand is in his, greyson hauls her off the floor with power that genuinely surprises her, and lenka finds herself back on her feet far quicker than she expected. “ come on, again, ” greyson orders as he reattaches the dumb target glove thing and repositions both in front of her, and lenka wonders exactly how much trouble she’d be in if she just aimed for his dumb target face instead.

004 | the first time it happens, they barely even undress. they’re at his place, on his couch, in the middle of the night, and even though she put her makeshift pyjamas on hours ago, lenka is far too wired to sleep. there’s a movie on, but lenka isn’t paying attention, too busy imagining climbing into his lap, and god, she doesn’t realise how surely she’s anticipating a rejection until she does it for real, and doesn’t get one. 

     it’s hot, and it’s visceral, and heavy, and even a little mean. the kind of kissing that leaves her lips feeling like they’re gonna bruise. he goes to slide her sweater off - a dumb old college sweater she stole from an ex, that she’s taken to sleeping in - but lenka stops him with an urgent little noise and a hand on his wrist. before a complaint can come, she’s dragging his hand beneath the sweater instead, and if greyson has anything to say about it, clearly he’s saving it for another time. the weird texts earlier have dredged up a whole load of old crap for her, and the self-consciousness she feels about her scar is particularly intense, particularly hot and prickling. perhaps it’s the same for him, in a way. lenka’s in no place to be thinking too hard about it, especially not when he thumbs across her nipple, finds the piercing, and makes a rumbling sound of approval that lenka wants to hear constantly from now on.

     somehow - god only knows - she manages to unbutton his jeans, finds him hard (and commando? so there’s the slightest chance that he did, in fact, think this was a possibility). greyson’s fingers, almost like a reward, find their way into her underwear, and there’s an urgency that borders just slightly onto desperation in the way that they touch one another. lenka’s patience cracks first - exactly as literally anyone could have predicted - and she’s near-frantic as she scoots forward to lower herself onto him with a relieved little “ oh. ” and then a second, slightly sharper “ oh ” as she leans forward to brace herself against him because oh. wow. okay, yeah, there’s quite a lot of it. 

     greyson’s hands still at her waist, suddenly soothing, like he’s trying to calm a spooked animal or something, and it’s the absolute last thing she expects from him. the tiny hint of a smug little laugh, though, makes total sense. “ you good? ” he asks against her neck.

     her response is immediate, emerging more as a string of sounds than the actual sentence that she’s going for. “ why the fuck do you have such a big dick, you fucking asshole? ”

     he laughs, and then she laughs, and god, that’s all kinds of weird-feeling. but it’s good. it’s really, really good. “ I’m not gonna apologise, ” he growls, a little cut-off at the end when she starts moving, experimental at first, but quickly growing in confidence.

     “ yeah, don’t, ” lenka gasps, before finding his mouth with her own. mostly to quiet her ego-building little noises, because if he gets any more insufferable, she sure as fuck won’t be doing this again. 

005 | they go to bed separately after, and despite lenka being very cool and casual and awesome and totally fine with that, it still leaves her feeling a little weird in the pit of her stomach. she sleeps on the couch they just had sex on, in the sweater she just had sex in, and something about that should probably feel gross, but it just... doesn’t. 

     he wakes her in the morning - not on purpose, but by turning on his ungodly fucking coffee machine, and it’s so obnoxious that lenka knows she’s got no choice but to show face, or it’ll look like she’s ignoring him. she gives him the finger when she walks into the kitchen, and he responds in kind. somehow, it’s companionable enough that the tension dissipates, and when the coffee machine finally stops screaming, lenka turns to find greyson staring up at her sweater. “ what? ” she asks, fighting the urge to squirm.

     “ there’s no fucking way you’ve been anywhere near harvard. ”

     “ oh, what-the-fuck-ever, ” lenka says through a grin. “ you got orange juice? ”

     he points. “ fridge. bottom shelf. ”

     his fridge is one of those low-down, cabinet-style ones, and she has to bend to see as far down as the bottom shelf. “ I’m not seeing any. ”

     “ right at the back. ” his voice sounds closer.

     lenka feels her sweater ride up into the small of her back, figuring out what’s going on right at the same time as one of his hands claps against her ass, and she’s so torn between outrage and dissolving into fits of laughter that she kinda goes with both. spluttering, she spins on a heel and finds him smirking with more genuine amusement than she’s literally ever seen from him. “ you’re a fucking prick. ”

     “ juice is in the door, idiot. ”

     yeah, they’re probably gonna be fine. 

send me ‘five times touched’ for a drabble about five times our muses touched. [ always accepting. ] 

[homefronttmoved]

♫ shikamaru && asuma.

send me ♫ and I will make a 5-10 SONG PLAYLIST for our muses!    \   accepting.   @kisedari​.

001.   i was king  /  one ok rock. 

i have this song on loop right now and honestly?  first it just came to mind because i remembered asuma and shikamaru’s conversation about kings and how they  WILL  inherit the will of fire someday.  but then i looked at the lyrics and the SHIKAMARU AND ASUMA JUMPED OUT.  it sort of reminds me of how those two’s lives literally collapsed all around them and how it all went downhill nd they had to eventually grow up and make their own sacrifices.  with shikamaru essentially sacrificing his youth to make himself more useful for warfare,  and asuma sacrificing his own life just to make sure that everyone including his team and his wife and daughter are safe.  the if i go down i will go down fighting,  i’ll go down down like lightning  just resonates so much for them. 

002.   let down  /  radiohead. 

ok this one is sort of uhh the same thing as above ?   the song was written on the context of what it’s like to have the floor just collapse underneath you in moments where you least expect it and i feel like it fits the shikamaru and asuma narrative so much. 

003.   wait  /  m83. 

ah yes the granddaddy of angsty songs.  literally the theme for when shikamaru & asuma had to move on after the loss of the people in their life.  asuma with his older brother and his sister-in-law,  and then his father.  shikamaru with asuma and his own father too.  THE PARALLELS ARE JUST....  yeah hold on i need a good cry. 

004.   west texas  /  greyson chance. 

no matter how it ends,  no matter all your sins  \  i hope you understand  \  when i leave,  you better be a good man.     NEED I SAY MORE?   and the song’s bridge...  oh my god the bridge...   i’m going to cry now. 

005.   young again  /  up dharma down. 

i first heard this song in a film called apocalypse child and i felt so bad because it was by my favorite band.  but i don’t regret it at all because the first time i heard it i cried so hard for maybe a good hour?  maybe more...  i don’t really know.  anyways, this song is sort of like written for the sake of nostalgia?  an ode to youth and the people who have been around since the start.  and just...  it feels so fitting for asuma and shikamaru.  AND OH WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT I AM CRYING NOW :DDD. 

[dwindledglow]

001. MEET GREYSON

FULL NAME: greyson dominic northwood. PREFERRED NAME: greyson. NICKNAME/S: grey, g and north. DATE OF BIRTH: august 29th, 1992. GENDER & PRONOUNS: cis male & he/his. ORIENTATION: hetero. RELIGION: agnostic. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: married to leticia northwood. OCCUPATION: recording artist, music producer, model and entrepreneur. RESIDENCE: in between soho, new york city and quogue, suffolk county.

002. CHECK GREYSON’S BACKGROUND

HOMETOWN: harlem, new york city, united states of america. NATIONALITY: american. ETHNIC BACKGROUND: afro-barbadian. LINGUISTICS: english which is his native language and spanish and french in a fluent level. EDUCATION: he has graduated from high-school. CRIMINAL RECORD: clean. BIRTH ORDER: second. FATHER: vince josiah northwood, born on march 3rd, 1966 in atlanta, georgia, currently residing in tribeca, new york city. he owns a couple bars in the different boroughs and neighborhoods and, still, works as a bartender on his first-bought bar in harlem. MOTHER: narissa gabrielle knowles, born on november 22nd, 1967 in houston, texas, currently residing in tribeca, new york city. she’s the owner of a cosmetology and skincare clinic, and does occasional work as a beautician. SISTER/S: naomi lenora nortwhood, born on october 6th, 1989 in harlem, new york, currently residing in los angeles, california and working as a neurosurgeon at UCLA medical center. gianna makayla northwood, born on june 18th, 1994 in harlem, new york, currently residing in rome, italy and working as a marketing and communications specialist for fendi. neah gabrielle northwood, born on february 26th, 1998 in harlem, new york, currently residing in los angeles, california where she attends UCLA school of theatre, film and television and studies to become an actress. BROTHER/S: jason malik northwood, born on may 22nd, 2004 in tribeca, new york where he still resides and studies. SIGNIFICANT OTHER: leticia northwood, née evans. CHILDREN: koda brooklyn northwood, born on january 1st, 2019 in southampton, new york and romi noor northwood, born on january 1st, 2019 in southampton, new york. OTHER RELEVANT FAMILY: trai smith, naomi’s husband thus brother-in-law. anikah lenora smith, naomi and trai’s daughter, niece. aaliyah ranee smith, naomi and trai’s daughter, niece. EX/ES: rita sisay and olivia laurent. PETS: coco maki, a chow chow, snoop and peaches, two bunnies.

003. GET UP CLOSE & PERSONAL

HEIGHT: 6′3″ or 193 cm. WEIGHT: between 178 lbs or 81 kg and 188 lbs or 85 kg. BODY BUILD: he’s slender, with an average weight for his height. despite not being too strict when it comes to diets or workout routines, greyson doesn’t have many issues keeping his average weight. he’s not lanky or overly slim, but he’s not out of shape either – he has a toned stomach and legs, and he has muscular arms. EYE COLOR: dark brown, depending on the lighting and weather their shade seems to vary from an earthy, coppery brown to black. EYESIGHT: his eyesight is impeccable, he has no vision-related issues so far HAIR COLOR & STYLE: if greyson was to leave his hair be and didn’t style it, he’d have a huge curly mess to deal with. on a daily basis, he keeps his hair braided into sections, tying the majority of the braids into a ponytail while leaving some of them loose. if he’s in the mood to change it up, he goes for two cornrows and if he really can’t be bothered with his hair, he’ll just braid it and leave it at that. that is, when his hair is as lengthy as it is now. when he cuts his hair and has it a little bit shorter than he has now, he either goes for center-parted cornrows or he just gets someone to braid his hair and ties it in a small ponytail. DOMINANT HAND: right. NOTABLE PHYSICAL TRAITS: his million-dollar smile has swiftly become his trademark, as well as his braided hair, and often those are the two thing people immediately notice. in an alike manner, some seem to notice his pristine skin, others tend to be distracted by his towering frame. amongst many other, those are perhaps his most notable traits. SCARS AND MARKS: here's a noticeable scar on his left cheek and a couple more scattered throughout his body as a result of every day's life. other than those, there's a birthmark on the inside of his left wrist and the occasional mole here and there. TATTOOS: he does have some ; he has ALT tattooed behind his ear which is the name of his first EP, the one that catapulted his career, and he has the word YLOHNU ( unholy backwards ) tattooed on the outer side of his left wrist. on the inside of his left arm, positioned where it’d be considered the inside of the elbow, he has LONDON and NEW YORK in uppercase, forming an upper arch, and forming a lower arch, he has TOKYO and LOS ANGELES also in uppercase - the four main cities that helped with him get where he is today. along his right hipbone, he has off the maps no hidden grids, i’m fleeing which was taken out of one of his songs from his latest album and is one of his favorite lyrics he ever wrote/sung. he has a blacklight tattoo saying i solemnly swear that i’m up to no good along with some footsteps on the inside of his right wrist. in white ink, and below his left pectoral, he has neah’s heartbeat and on his left ankle he has a small compass tattoo pointing north. on the side of his index finger from his right hand, he has a small rose ( his mother’s favorite flower ) and on the inside of his left wrist, he has VENI. VIDI. VICI. tattooed in uppercase. on his ring finger, he has the coordinates to where he and leticia got married tattooed in bold font. on very small scale/font, he has the quote i can be changed by what happens to me but i refuse to be reduced by it split in three parts on the right side of his ribcage. more recently, he has gotten XIII VIII MCMXVC - leticia’s birth date - tattooed alongside his left collarbone. besides that, there’s a KBN and a RNN - koda’s and romi’s initials respectively - micro-tattooed on his pressure point, just below his ear. PIERCINGS: he has a piercing on his left regular lobe. VOICECLAIM: asap rocky. ACCENT & INTENSITY: despite all the traveling around the world and residing in various locations over the past few years, greyson was born and raised in new york and his accent has remained intact all throughout. that being said, he has a really intense new york accent. ALLERGIES: apples, dust mite and he’s lactose intolerant. PHOBIAS & FEARS: losing himself. MENTAL & PHYSICAL ILLNESSES: none so far. ALCOHOL USE: socially, usually not to a point where he’s hammered. SMOKING: yes, mainly in situations of extreme stress. NARCOTICS USE: in the beginning of his career, greyson used to do lsd and lean but he has quit it a good while ago. these days, and mainly when he’s going through the creative process or looking to unwind, he does smoke weed. INDULGENT FOOD: on the rare. SPLURGE SPENDING: yes, occasionally. GAMBLING: no, never.

004. DIG DEEPER

CAN THEY DRIVE? yes, he can drive. CAN THEY COOK & BAKE? yes and not much. he can bake simple things but he can’t do any intricate dessert or cake or anything. CAN THEY CHANGE A FLAT TIRE? yes. CAN THEY TIE A TIE? yes. CAN THEY SWIM? yes. CAN THEY RIDE A BICYCLE? yes. CAN THEY JUMP START A CAR? yes. CAN THEY BRAID HAIR? no. CAN THEY PICK A LOCK? yes. EXTROVERTED OR INTROVERTED? extroverted. DISORGANIZED OR ORGANIZED? organized. CLOSE OR OPEN MINDED? open minded. CALM OR ANXIOUS? calm. PATIENT OR IMPATIENT? in between. OUTSPOKEN OR RESERVED? outspoken. LEADER OR FOLLOWER? leader. OPTIMISTIC OR PESSIMISTIC? optimistic. TRADITIONAL OR MODERN? modern. HARD-WORKING OR LAZY? hard-working. CULTURED OR UNCULTURED? cultured. LOYAL OR DISLOYAL? loyal. FAITHFUL OR UNFAITHFUL? faithful. NIGHT OWL OR EARLY BIRD? night owl. HEAVY OR LIGHT SLEEPER? light sleeper. COFFEE OR TEA? coffee. DAY OR NIGHT? night. TAKING BATHS OR SHOWERS? showers. COCA COLA OR PEPSI? coca-cola. CATS OR DOGS? dogs. NETFLIX OR CINEMA? cinema. SHOWS OR MOVIES? movies. LAPTOP OR GAMING CONSOLE? both. HEALTHY OR JUNK FOOD? healthy food. ICE CREAM OR FROZEN YOGURT? ice cream. PIZZA OR HAMBURGER? pizza. LOLLIPOPS OR GUMMY WORMS? gummy worms. BEACH OR POOL? beach. SNOWBALLS FIGHTING OR ICESKATING? snowballs fighting. LITERATURE OR SCIENCE? literature. HISTORY OR ART? art. CHOCOLATE BARS OR COTTON CANDY? cotton candy. XBOX OR PLAYSTATION? playstation. FACE-TO-FACE OR PHONE INTERACTIONS? face-to-face interactions. DRAMA OR SCI-FI? sci-fi. HORROR OR COMEDY? both.

005. GREYSON’S FAVORITES

FAVORITE ACTIVITY: song-writing, singing, recording... the whole process about making a song. FAVORITE ANIMAL: jaguar. FAVORITE BOOK: so far, greyson has no favorite book FAVORITE COLOR/S: grey. FAVORITE CUISINE: chinese, japanese, indian and thai. FAVORITE DISH/ES: chow mein, thai fried rice, phat khing, sashimi, panipura and kung pao chicken. FAVORITE DRINK/S: mint and ginger lemonade and vodka tonic. FAVORITE FLOWER/S: magnolia and cherry blossom FAVORITE GEM: aquamarine. FAVORITE MOVIE: hidden figures by theodore melfi. FAVORITE SONG: DNA. by kendrick lamar. FAVORITE SCENT/S: the scent of the rain, coconut, popcorn and melted chocolate. FAVORITE SHOW/S: he doesn’t have much time to keep up with television shows so he doesn’t have a favorite one. FAVORITE SPORT/S & TEAM THEY SUPPORT: basketball, he supports houston rockets and brooklyn nets, baseball, he supports new york yankees, and american football, he supports new york giants. FAVORITE SEASON OF THE YEAR: spring. VACATION DESTINATION: bagan, myanmar, hokkaido, japan and panjin, china.

[quietdaysco]

Primrose Path - Devlog #005

Are you ready for an update on what we’ve been doing since last? This is an eventful one for us, so strap in!

Behind the Scenes

Real Life

Elm just got a new job working as a Junior VR/Real-time artist! While that may slow down some things on the Quiet Days team, the new position trains Elm’s skills in 3D architectural visualisation, which can only benefit our workflow for background art! Congrats, Elm!

Playtesting

We’re testing a pre-alpha version of Primrose Path’s common route outline! You can imagine it’s taken up most of our time! This test’s purpose for us is two-fold:

1.   We’re trying out Inkle Studio’s interactive narrative scripting language, Ink, to see just how well it ties into our workflow. 

2.   We wanted to create a minimum viable product just to see if it those in our target audience developed interest in further playing Primrose Path.

We call this phase our pre-alpha because this version of Primrose Path’s common route is presented as a long-form summary. It is overwhelmingly narrative—you are not reading dialogue script. And while it is interactive with a number of choices and variables coded in thanks to Ink’s magic, we only chose to create choices in the game which make the concepts we plan to have in our visual novel feasible.

That said, we’re proud to say that there’s actually a lot of opportunities to explore the setting, meet and build connections with the main cast, and have your interactions affect the way your character perceives and is perceived. At about 16,000 words or so for this entire summarized version alone, you can tell there’ll be a lot in store when it comes time for the actual script!

So far, almost all of our responses are from our target audience of heterosexual women and LGBTQ+ persons ages 20-30. And we’re delighted to hear that every single tester—target or not—was interested in playing Primrose Path further!

Playtesting majorly occurs in our Discord server. If you would like to participate in testing and give feedback, you can click this link and ask for the AlphaReader role when you join. Testing and survey submissions will close on June 17th, 11:59 PM EDT.

Lore Snippets

We can’t stress enough how vibrant the world of Primrose Path is, so now we’ll be sharing some fun facts about characters, locations, events, and culture. We hope you find it just as interesting and insightful as we do! Let’s talk about:

Lynn’s History

The above is a snapshot from our pre-alpha. Lynn comes home from work and video chats with her friend Priya, but is notified of an incoming call from a number she had blocked. She refuses to pick up, but it’s clear that there’s a reason why that number’s blocked.

Our protagonist, as customizable and renameable as she is, exists with her own history. There are people in her life who are present and gone, precious and tenuous. We think it’s exciting that you, player, will have the experience to simultaneously shape and discover who all she is while untangling the lives of the main cast.

PlantPal

PlantPal is a young and popular plant care and delivery service in Primrose Path. Lynn is a frequent customer, shopping through their online catalog of proprietary and partnered nurseries and garden centers. From shrubs to succulents, flowers to grasses, PlantPal couriers arrive with your order and spend up to 20 minutes of free consultation to help you get started caring for your plants today! 

Love these snippets? We’ll be posting more on our Twitter under the hashtag #PrimrosePathVN. Visit our devlog in the future to get detailed insight beyond 240 characters!

Artwork

A fan by the name of Hazel drew herself taking a selfie with Priya, wearing dresses from the game’s New Year’s Eve party. This photo says #NoFiter, but with how much drinking went down, of course spelling goes out the window.

If you adore Hazel’s fanart like we do and are interested in more of her work, you can follow her on Twitter @HLR_ART.

Accessibility

A carry over from our last update: Quiet Days still wants your take on what we can do to make visual novels more accessible! Your opinions, preferences, and first-hand experiences are important to us, as we all have different abilities and sensibilities—and we all deserve a chance to enjoy this game.

Main Game Progress

Common Route: 

    •   Rough Outline: 100% ✔        •   Revised Outline: 90%

The Artist:

   •   Rough Outline: 100% ✔      •   Revised Outline: —

We are almost done with the clean outline of the common route! We’re missing a scene that resolves the common route: Lynn meets with Harper after the client interviews to confirm which client she picks, which locks the player onto that character route. We didn’t have that in the playtest version as it’s not critical to the purpose of the test, but the scene will be no trouble to write.

The next things we’ll focus on will be revising the common route based on the feedback we received from those who played the playtest, and then tackling the common route script.

We’re focusing on monthly devlogs for our Tumblr, but we have to ask:

Are there other kinds of content and updates you folks would like to see here? We want to know! Shoot us a message in our Ask the Devs inbox here on Tumblr, or hit us up on Twitter, Discord, and Lemma Soft! 

Thanks for reading and hope to see you next time. Keep up!

Socials

- Micro-updates on Twitter!

   ♦ Factoids with Greyson!

- Live art development on Twitch!

- Art logging on Instagram!

- Ask us anything here!

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TOP 6 ACTIVITIES OF ELENA

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001.  her  most  favourite  thing  to  do  is  undoubtly  WRITING.  she  has had  a  diary  snce  the  moment  she  could  make  sence  of  what  her  day  was  like.  and  she  was  always  good  at it.  her  mother  taught  her  a  lot  and  sparked  the  writing  bug,  but  it  is  elena’s  natural  talent  that  kept  her  on  writing.  she  also  wanted/wants  to  be  a  writer.

002.  well,  with  writing  comes  READING.  she  likes  reading  dramas  and  thrillers.  very  much  dislikes  historical  books  and  romances  though  the  second  one  is  something  she  sometimes  goes  for  when  she  feels  like  it.  she  liked  criminals  once  but  when  her  own  life  became  one,  she  just  stopped  wanting  to  read  books  that  seemed  too  simple  for  her now.  but  it  is  still  something  she  comes  back  to,  because,  as  i  imagine,  when  elena  was  little  and  jeremy  was  already  born,  miranda  would  sit  them  both  in  their  beds  and  read  them  a  bedtime  story  as  greyson  would  lean  on  the  door  frame  and  listen.  and  elena  carries  that  memory  with  her.

003.  another  one  is  COOKING.  again,  it’s  because  she  used  to  do  it  with  her  father.  they  would  both  run  around  the  kitchen,  filling  it  up  with  laughter.  miranda  would  sit  on  a  barstool,  drinking  wine  and  just  enjoying  the  little  peace  she  had.  jeremy  would  mind  his  business  but  as  soon  as  he  smelled  the  food,  he’d  be  there  with  them.  and  elena  loves  cooking  because  it  gives  her  this  kind  of  freedom  to  do  what  she  wants  as  she  wants  it.

004.  elena  really  likes  SEX.  she  is  a  very  emotional  person  and  she  feels  everything  twice  as  much.  so  when  she  had  her  first  time  with  stefan …  it  was  so  so  important.  for  elena  sex  isn’t  just  an  activity  of  body,  it’s  an  activity  of  soul.  it’s  two  soul  meeting  as  close  as  they  can.  it  is  all  about  emotions,  love  and  caring  for  her.  she’s  never  had  sex  with  anyone  she  didn’t  feel  anything  real  for.  but  also,  the  gal  had  sex  with  vampires       can  you  blame  her  for  loving  it?

005.  FIGHTING.  elena  knows  she  isn’t  the  best  at  it.  she  knows  she  is  a  fragile  human  in  a  world  of  monsters.  but  when  alaric,  damon,  stefan  take  the  time  to  teach  her  self - defence  it  gives  her  this  self - assurance  and  confidence.  and  she  enjoys  the  strength  she  feels  with  it.  she  likes  to  be  in  the  control  of  a situation  even  though  very  often  she  is  not.  so  fighting  is  surely  something  she  likes  to  do  although  she  rarely  does  because  she  knows  it  won’t  make  much  of  a  difference.

006.  last  one  would  be  DANCING.  but  not  club  dancing.  she  isn’t  a  big  fan  of  that.  this  is  again  about  the  emotions,  so  ballroom  dancing  is  something  she  loves  a  lot.  we  can  see  it  in  many  episodes  that  she  can,  wants  and  even  begs  stefan  or  damon  to  dance  with  her.  it’s  all  about  that  emotional  connection,  all  about  living  the  moment,  feeling  the  music  and  losing  control. 

[wrxn-blxkely]

---G R E Y S O N

    Wren was in the middle of the common room, some of the furniture moves away from the center so he could stand. Across from him placed in a way that was uniquely him, magically gen-z, was the boy’s phone was propped up against a stack of tomes with a chunk of rose quartz weighing them down. “Okay I promise you it’s not that hard just---” from his phone the song began to play, not yet recording. “So it’s I’m getting, boom, flex- ripped tonight.” Wren showcases the moves for Greyson, about 50% speed, “R.I.P- flash-that-cross boom.” the boy’s lanky body finds a rhymth as he locks his hips and sways. “now that pussy---flip, pull diamond above the head.” 

[narilily]

"God, they did," she lifted her hand, pressing her palm to her throat and swallowing hard, as though trying to get over the fact that she had just said those very words out loud, put that into the universe. But at least Greyson knew that she was only joking around, for the most part. "Oh, right, of course. I forgot that these days, anti-social means cool," which shouldn't be the truth, but actually kind of was, in a weird sort of way. "But I do like cinnamon-flavored things. Outside of you, I mean. Cinnamon rolls, for example."

"Those words sounded like they felt like knives in your throat," Grey teased. He was right, on occasion, it couldn't be helped. "Yeah, that's about the secret. That and I just don't talk to people and look cool and aloof." He wasn't opposed to stocking up, truth be told, when he found something that satisfied his sweet tooth.

[rafaelcb]

"Because you attend so many glamorous, luxurious events that you need to worry about the crowds," he laughed, unable to help himself. Actually, in a town like Merrock, there really was no shortage of events that someone would attend. And have to work their way through the crowd. "I can understand that. It can be Carson's thing, and you can just… hand over the money for him to enjoy it on his own, right? That's how parenthood works?"

"Plus, then I could have everyone part ways when I wanted to get home from an event," he said, as though pretending to think it over seriously. He would miss some people, sure, but he would appreciate the privacy. "No, no. I think I'm good never knowing more about Minecraft than I already do, Steve and I understand each other well enough without me having that knowledge."

[narilily]

"No, no, you're right," she heaved a sigh, as though admitting to that was actually the hard part -- Greyson being right. And it very well might have been. And so, she was going to end up with a whole lot of snickerdoodles, but at least she would have someone to blame it on. "Is that your secret?" she asked with a grin, handing over the cash for the cookies, and then turning to look at Grey. "You're full of cinnamon?"

"Yeah, and I'm enabling you to be happy. What are you going to do? Deny yourself one of life's simpler pleasures?" he offered, giving her a pointed look. "They do, and they probably taste even better, I love cinnamon in my treats, keeps them from being too sweet. Just like me."

[narilily]

"No, you're very much so not," she agreed with a laugh, although she was mostly just teasing him -- Greyson was one of those people that could be a bit of a nuisance, but in an endearing kind of way, where you didn't actually mind them getting on your nerves so much. "You're an enabler, but I like it," Nari picked up a container of snickerdoodles, showing them to Greyson, "these look good, don't they?"

"Yeah, well. I'm not known as Greyson the super nice and sweet guy, am I?" he joked. Grey was more of a middle ground guy, truth be told, but he liked to play up the gruff persona now and then. "Well, I don't think you have to earn the baked goods, but it does help to try to balance your diet. But if you want cake, I say get cake."