#hookisms

[feranixsim]

hi kiru, you should introduce yourself to our lovely supporters! - ran

That’s true, I should! Hello everyone, i’m Kirudon, the new community manager. Just a few quick things about myself - I’m 27, and I love sim games. I may or may not actually be a dragon. -shifty eyes-

It’s great to be working here with the Feranix team and our supporters! I’ll be happy to answer questions you lovely folks might have, so feel free to send messages my way if you have any. Stay tuned for some fun contests and polls in the future!

[haydeetebelins]

Our mistake was the love we made // @hookisms

[tmileseason3fanfic]

7-10 on the gay asks <3

7. are you a morning time gay or night time gay? 

Nightime gay for sure. I’m anti-morning in general.

8. opinion on nap dates?

Let’s do it.

9. opinion on brown eyes?

Love them because hey I have them too.

10. dog gay or cat gay?

I am the mythical loving both equally gay. 

[sinnhelmingrmoved]

rad goth kids for @hookisms

[tomshardyss]

It’s okay to be afraid, I think. You’re allowed to be afraid. The world is a large, and dark, and fearsome beast. But all heroes stood before their labors with fear in their guts and they pushed forward despite it. You will persevere. You are the heroes that will one day become the legends that children need.

iubire este iubire este iubre esta iubre | n.w. (via tomshardyss)

[ohbvcks]

#MoreFlagsMoreFun

[feranixsim]

k, bar on the left - description says nothing abt fantasy ; on top of that: "ice age never ended", "ice age world" . misleading much? meh

I honestly believe calling it “misleading” is somewhat of an overreaction but that is your prerogative, not mine. As I stated in my previous ask, Feranix was never going to be wholly realistic. If that is not the sim for you, I am sure there are numerous others out there that are rooted in realism that you could play. If you would like to message me privately off anon, you may do so at my personal blog, hookisms, and I will be more than happy to point you in the direction of a few that I know and have myself played.

That being said, these messages here are doing nothing for you, as I have already answered your questions. Further asks of this nature will be deleted as Finn and myself feel that they are going nowhere.

Thank you for your time and questions.

- Ran

Edit: Ah, here we go. From the section of our FAQ that was written around this time last year or so, when we first set up the blog. I remember writing this myself, as I did most of the writing for the blog. 

"In what era is Feranix set? 

Feranix is not actually set in an “era.” In order to cater to a more fantasy setting, we have essentially come up with an alternative earth where the ice age as understood and studied never ended."

So hopefully that clears up any confusion or worries of “misleading.” Feranix was always going to be fantasy and we’ve been open about that from the beginning. If anyone has any further questions, they can be sent off-anon to my personal, hookisms but as I stated before, we will not be taking questions regarding that here.

[haydeetebelins]

hi seeruh the salty questions all odds for modern warfare

kadian salts the earth. ll accepting.

What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?*

Ghost/Roach. I don’t get the characterizations that fandom provides for them, and as time goes on I’ve come to appreciate them more as a BROTP than any of the typical boxes that fandom fits them into. I also don’t get Toarcher unless it’s Kelly and Sass’s brand tbh.

Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion?

Nah in this fandom we ride together or you die a pedophile or their apologist. No inbetweens.

Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?*

Soap/Ghost. Don’t get me wrong, I ship it with Chals and I ship it hard, but there’s a lot of disgusting rape fic out there, and I fucking despise it. It’s soured the more mainstream ship for me to the point I only appreciate it as a facet of shipping my Soap muse.

Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now?*

I used to like Shepherd bashing but tbh it’s so on the nose and flies in the face of canon in most fics that I just... stop. Stop making him an obvious mustache twirling villain, stop making characters dump on him as C.O., stop having characters suspect he’s evil or untrustworthy just because you know what happens in Loose Ends. It’s lazy. I hate Shepherd as much as you but this is a shitty trope and you all know it.

Most disliked character(s)? Why?

I actually kind of love what everyone brings to the table in canon? MW is one of the few COD games where I don’t have particularly strong feelings of loathing towards any one character -- I can even write Shepherd and Makarov as multi-faced in my fics despite how loathsome they are, because I do think they are well-rounded and fascinating as characters in terms of the narrative.

Honestly it’s Makarov’s mooks here. Not the Inner Circle but the likes of Volk, Waraabe, Rojas, etc. No character, no purpose but to move the plot along and build levels around... So much more could have been done here, and we get none of it.

Is there an unpopular character you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why?

Hi have you met my sons Kamarov and Yuri? I love them. They’re my children. Yuri is my absolute darling, and Kamarov is a former muse of mine. I’ve sene lots of bashing of each, and even more sympathetic Yuri portrayals tend to oust him as a side character or wildly OOC. It’s at the point I only trust Tin and my fellow COD RP veterans in writing him because no one does my baby boy right.

Unpopular opinion about XXX character?

U didn’t list a character u HECKIN nerd.

Unpopular opinion about the manga/show?

if you mean tinmeshi’s shitty, shitty rape doujins then my unpopular opinion is that we need to burn them all and make the original artist pay for the cost of clean up.

Instead of XYZ happening, I would have made ABC happen…

Hey what if Soap’s death wasn’t a cheap cop out to tug at the player’s heart strings and he got to be more than the sacrificial lion designed to make us hate a character we already hate even more and motivate Price to kill Makarov even though he’s wanted to do that for two games? What if Yuri got more of a character arc? What if Makarov and Price had a real showdown instead of Dust to Dust? Man I’d do so much don’t test me I’m already writing ten canon divergent fics at any one time.

What is the one thing you hate most about your fandom?

The constant infantilizing of Roach, a grown ass man and special ops soldier who kills for a living. The constant character assassination that is Ghost as an aggressor or predator, especially sexually. The constant fetishization of mlm or the use of gay relationships as a punchline or to highlight how a villain is a deviant. I am so tired. I am so tired of so many tropes the fandom uses and how long they have stuck around.

What are your thoughts on crack ships?

Everything is a crack ship. For fuck’s sake. The characters are 2d paper dolls we can project anything on to, including preferences and headcanons. Ship away, everything in here is a crack ship.

Unpopular character you love?

YURI! AND! KAMAROV! MY! LADS!

How would you end XXX/Would you change the ending of XXX?

Motherfucker I would completely scrap MW3 and rewrite huge swathes of that game, do not fucking start with me. Starting with more villainous Price, an American campaign divided between Team Metal working to help the still on the run as criminals Soap and Price and the Rangers taking the war to Russia and hunting down ‘terrorists’ like Soap and Price, Yuri having more important things to do in the story, Soap living but being out of commission, Makarov not going down without a fight just LET ME WRITE THIS YOU ASSHOLES I WANNA WORD GOOD.

Least shippable character?

They’re military grade paper dolls idgaf. Viktor mb? I don’t want to imagine him shipped. I’d sooner imagine Papa Imran and his wife starting some revolution and thus ‘ship’ Imran with whatever partner he has in canon than consider Viktor with a shipmate for a single instant.

[haydeetebelins]

rp otps: hel lokadotter&the outsider

"Please send the wind out, and bring him back now, Because he is to me my life.”

[haydeetebelins]

We have fair destroyed each other, souls together, worlds  a p a r t.  // @hookisms

[haydeetebelins]

helsider - regular humans + coffee shop

three sentences. ll accepting.

billie is not wrong, in the way that she is never wrong about these things, when she says that the coffee shop is nothing to write home about in any capacity. he has never been the type to write, though, never been anyone willing to exert the effort of putting himself out there -- making it all the more striking that he undertake the daily pilgrimage to the snug brick building with a world tree stenciled onto the window. as the two-faced barista’s voice sounds out the whale noises that he had etched on his cup, cian settles easily into the idea that customer service is everything in the city, smiling into the way every head turns towards a girl who has never turned down his little amusements.

[haydeetebelins]

drunk flash fic for @smashinterrupted -- Makarov/Julia, 595 words.  ++also tagging @hookisms for reasons.

The steady scratch of a pen could drown nothing, least of all her bare feet upon the floor. The chorus of his words rolled hoarse in the room, given no voice but the ink against paper, against the dark wood of his desk. Its song consumed him, such that not even her voice could carry through. His name was nothing beside his own fervor. Her presence would only be distraction from bad dreams. How stupid she was to forget.

How stupid he was to ignore her.

Long arms curled against him, a blanket coarse around his best shirt. Before he could startle, she allowed her thin lips to still against the curve of his neck, allowed her thin lips to still him. No fire pooled out of her partner, no anger, not with her weak arms so tight around him. There would be no rebuke in this, not in her affections, not from her own exotic pet. Her cage was the only he could welcome, her dark hair pooling over the finery of his shirt.

The heat of his scent assaulted her, familiar in the moment before it faded into old disgust. Still, she could not move, not with his worn hand coming to skid across her pallid flesh. His rough fingers came to circle the delicate bones of her wrist, binding them further. They intertwined that way, the rasp of his jaw brushing against her cheek.

He was old, older even than the creak of his spine and low whisper of his breath. She would never forget it, that he belonged to a different sort of creature. How lovely he would look with his hair gone grey, his body catching up with whatever was inside him. For now, his blue eyes came to settle its gaze against her, wrinkles barely beginning to show around the edges. 

“I have work.”

Pressing her mouth towards the place where neck came to meet his collar, she hummed.

“I know you have work.”

Reaching out with her free hand, she dared to pull the pen from his grip, setting it aside. Her hand danced back into place unfolding against his own, pressing the broad plane against whatever paperwork consumed him. All his shifting, his attempts at what might have been anger or liberation, only gave her a better opening. Resting her lips against his pulse, she worried at his neck, teeth brushing exposed flesh, voice calm in the face of his irritation.

“Did you ever consider, Vova,” she began, with lissome fingers slithering through the cracks between his own, “That I came with you because I wanted to be with you?” It’s all teasing, under the ache such an admission tore open inside of her. Her grief was muzzled all at once, imprisoned behind her bared teeth.

You owe me, Vladimir. It goes unspoken, but rails through every thought, rattling the porcelain prison bars. After all I have done, you will not forsake me.

He did not. Leaning back against his chair, against her, he seemed almost welcoming. She moved instead, curling her long body into his lap, thighs delicate against the sinew of his own. Indelicately, her hands rise to cup his face, lashes fluttering against the harsh line of his cheek. Her lips find his, lingering, and she does not let him go easily. He makes his own link between them, his lean arms circling her sparse frame, keeping her there, crushing the ridges of her ribs against his chest.

How stupid he was to ignore her. How stupid she is to reward him for it.

[ohbvcks]

My day today!

[tomshardyss]

oh, how wonderfully terrible it is that the summer sun could love the winter moon.

untitled iv | n.w. (via tomshardyss)

[tomshardyss]

and so, i very nearly forgot how the sunlight feels upon my face.

sometimes the rain becomes too much | n.w. (via tomshardyss)

[ohbvcks]

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