#like it 'broadened my horizon' if you will

[enjoythesilentworld]

💜 wilmon;

Simon kissed him that night in the dormitory corridor just outside his room.

im not gonna lie, i did forget i still had two of these sitting in my inbox... here we are! i feel like i almost never write 16-yo Wilmon. look at me broadening my horizons :D (the next one is probably going to be back to crime and violence so i am not straying far or for very long lol)

Simon kissed him that night in the dormitory corridor just outside his room, and Wille froze.

Sure, they’d been holding hands for the past hour while watching the movie, and they’d spent more time looking at each other and giggling than actually looking at the screen, but this was a new, scary thing for Wille. He didn’t know how these things worked, and he did not want to mess it up! So, he froze, and went and messed it up anyway. 

By the time he came to his senses, Simon was already vanishing out the door at the end of the hall.

“Simon!” he whisper-yelled, not wanting to get in trouble for being up so late. “Wait!” 

It had rained earlier, so his socks were soaked the second he ran out onto the gravel walkway heading off from the dorm house. He didn’t much care.

“Simon!” 

Luckily, though Simon was booking it to the bus stop, hands shoved into his pockets and head tucked down, Wille was fast enough to catch up. 

Slightly out of breath from his sudden sprint, Wille caught him by the shoulder and gasped, “Simon, wait.” 

“Wille—” Simon’s cheeks were flushed, and he wouldn’t meet Wille’s eye. “Look, can we just not? I didn’t—”

“You kissed me,” Wille said, his hand still on Simon’s arm, though the boy tried to shrug it off. 

Simon tensed and shuffled his feet, staring at the ground. “I’m sorry, I just thought—”

“Do it again.” 

This time, Simon did look up.

“What?” 

“Simon,” Wille smiled softly, gaze flickering between Simon’s surprised, confused eyes and his soft, pretty lips. “Kiss me again.”

[profounddefendorcrusade-blog]

Clover's personality (in-depth)

This thing turned out way longer than intended. As promised, I wrote my opinions in regards to Clover's mbti; I also wanted to include the enneagram but figured it would be too much, so I'll do that separaretly. For those who wanna get straight to the point, just scroll to the end of the post for a pic of the functions I think Clover has. But if you want more details, read the whole thing. Probably not many people will wanna do that, but I had fun, lol. Please excuse me for nerding out

Analysis

Even before they got into the Underground, Clover thought to themselves "Ok, this is a dangerous mountain and I ain't coming back, I'm probably gonna die and therefore not live to see the rest of my life play out BUT I'm gonna follow my values anyway. They're worth the risk." To me, right off the bat, that's Fi over Ti (aka inner values and morals over inner facts and logic).

I've done some research on this stuff and found out how "Fi knows the value of something not by analyzing it but by feeling it deep inside themselves that it is how it should be" Ti has to be as objective as possible, Fi doesn't. So I sat down and thought about how exactly Clover approached situations.

I feel like their main reasoning for being in the Underground were their inner values and beliefs of finding out what happened to the children. That's why I'd say they're an introvert rather than an extrovert (it's not because they're quiet and reserved, although they are, but because Clover's inner world affects their outer world). Now, both Ti and Fi look inward, and those inner thoughts and feelings affect how they interact with the external world. The real question is: is Clover objective enough to be considered a dominant Ti user?

We can see in the Vengeance route that Clover is stubborn with their beliefs and refuses to look at things from a more... logical POV: "Asgore killed five humans. Is it fair to wipe out every other monster in my way who gives me even the slightest reason to do it?" Martlet was the only exception because she was the only one who had tried to be nice and understanding. Clover's dark side is that they're tunnel-visioned and see morality as black and white (don't look deeper as to WHY the monsters do what they do), and blindly follow their own beliefs over what objectively makes sense. Just like Ceroba, who I'm positive is a feeler (she only considers how she felt about Chujin and not how skilled of an engineer he actually was, even when there's clear proof he wasn't the best at his job). 

Objectively, it's not fair to kill so many monsters after only five humans were killed. If Clover wanted fair vengeance, they would have stopped after five monsters were killed. But no. According to Clover's own logic, everyone morally imperfect, everyone who's hurt them, who tried to hurt them, or messed up somehow, must die. So, Clover isn't thinking about what makes sense; they're thinking about what makes sense to THEM, and stubbornly hold onto that till the end (again, like Ceroba), even after Martlet's warnings. She says how the Royal Guard will be after them.

The logical (T) thing to do would be to STOP before things become even messier, but once again, no. Clover doesn't care about the consequences, only fulfilling their mission that is driven by their own set of values. No matter which route you choose, you will be presented with Clover's own version of what "justice" means. It's not the objective truth, it's not what's the logical thing to do; they follow their own framework based on their (our) choices.

"If unhealthy INFPs are dealing with threatened values or viewpoints that oppose their own, they can go the other way and imagine that others are all corrupt, thinking badly of them, and deluded. They may see themselves as the only people who see “the truth”, or the only people who really care to make a difference in the world. They can become especially harsh and critical of others and take on a martyr role, gradually secluding themselves from other people". - this feels like geno Clover; they thought they were the hero but they were playing the villain all along

Now that I think about it, the logical thing to do, the one that makes the most sense, would be never to have entered Mt. Ebott in the first place. And if vengeance was what Clover wanted to do, it is fair and makes objective sense to kill only five monsters (since that's how many humans died). But as explained, Clover didn't follow that logical conclusion, but rather their own twisted sense of justice. The same goes for neutral. It's Clover who chooses who gets to live and who gets to die based on their own beliefs and feelings, which are not backed up by facts. Everything they do they do because they themselves feel like it should be done. They are the one who decide who gets to live and who doesn't based on their own opinion/how severe they think the misdeed of the final boss is. This counts for the regular monsters who attack them, too; again, THEIR own subjective decision.

For example, they might see Dalv's actions as acceptable/forgiveable and spare him, but not Starlo's and kill him. Objectively, both characters are messy in their own way, but Clover gets to be the "judge" and decide their fate, not objectively looking at the situation, but subjectively. In short, according to them, Dalv may deserve to live, but not Starlo. 

And even if they're a dominant Ti user, which I don't think they are, Clover is more past and future-oriented than present-oriented (N over S). As mentioned, they thought about how much they'd risk by going down Mt. Ebott (potentially dying, and definitely never seeing the surface ever again, or their family) but they followed their heart's desires; to them, morals and ethics (their own morals and ethics) were more important than what the more logical thing to do was (stay on the surface where it's safe).

In other words, they could already "predict" what would happen in the future, while in the present moment (the beginning of the journey).

And right before sacrificing their soul in pacifist, they think about how their death would affect ALL the monsters in the future, whether they had directly met and befriended them or not, even though they wouldn't be there to see it.

Clover seems to be able to easily move between the past, present and future, unlike sensors, who are mainly in the present moment (this is what I've heard somewhere at some point and remembered it, dunno how true it is). They can easily recall the past, and what they remember are things that moved them on the inside.

I've heard some of my friends say that Clover's character arc was to become a kinder person (develop their Fe), which, honestly, I don't think is the case. They simply acted on their inner views of what justice truly means, without further analyzing whatever they believed justice to be.

In pacifist, they're naturally selfless and kind and forgiving: a bit of a prankster, but they're one of "the best souls" according to Martlet. Just look at the ACT options that they used to befriend monsters. Quietly listens to Decibat, offers Dalv a handshake (and friendship), easily forgives Martlet, Starlo, and even Ceroba (+ gives her a hug), endures so many hardships yet keeps their heart pure and selfless. 

They were always driven by something bigger than themselves (like Chujin, who I also think is a N user).

ISTPs are more adventurous and independent and flexible and focused on current problems in the present moment; Clover has been future-oriented from the start; they depended on Toriel to take care of them, and didn't try to immediately "adapt" to the monster world. Their 1st reaction was to stay safe and cozy. ESTJs (yeah, at some point I thought Clover could be one) are more "ruthless" in their pursuits, they "force" others to adopt their inner values. Clover doesn't do this in any route; they simply act upon their own beliefs, but aren't demanding that other monsters to have those same beliefs.

That's why I think they're an INFP.

Functions

Fi (dominant) – "If something goes against their moral code, they will not go through with it." It went against Clover’s moral code to spare monsters in genocide and abort the mission, so they didn’t, regardless of Martlet’s warnings.

"Fi dominants are inclined to speak up against beliefs or actions that go against their personal values or express disapproval of certain behaviors." I can't find the screenshot, but in the Mines, if you interact with the character who's in the same room as one of the puzzles, Clover will find out how that character pulled a prank on that guy who later got a promotion in the pacifist end credits (I need to reply the game to find the screenshot). But basically Clover was upset that their own morals weren't met and gave them a "disapproving look" or smth

"Ti dominants most often feel compelled to speak out when people are acting inconsistent (ie: contradicting themselves) or when people are being illogical from the Ti user’s perspective." I think Clover reacted to the above situation as a Fi user

"Unlike Fe users, Fi users are very blunt and direct. Fi and Te creates a person who is brutally honest about their opinions and feelings. If they don’t like a person, they will let that person know." Not a person in this case, but an example of this are the options we get for Martlet's questionnaire. Clover will have no problem honestly giving her the lowest scores for both questions; we also also get the chance to honestly tell Ceroba that we're not into Starlo's training. There are these cases where they're direct as well:

...and blunt:

they would have given at least a smile or a thumbs up, but no, their honest opinion is their honest opinion

"They appear cold and withdrawn, but tend to warm up as they get to know a person."

Ne (auxiliary) – "Ne views a situation from multiple angles and motivations" I feel like this is best seen in pacifist; this is exactly why Clover decided to give up their soul in the end; they saw all the motivations of the monsters, from many different angles. On the flip side, in the vengeance route, it’s the complete opposite situation: Clover only looks at things from their own pov, completely disregarding others. That’s the thing about the INFP dark side: INFPs become "disillusioned or stuck in their ways." This 100% describes Clover at their worst: stuck in their ways is already explained, while we can say they were disillusioned when even Martlet turned against them/gave up on them (in Genocide). That was enough of a reason for Clover not to feel bad about finishing her off. They never liked her, but they definitely liked her more than anyone else, so I’d say it counts.

"Creative, open-minded, and able to think outside the box" We can say Clover’s creative when they build Axis’ robot companion, solved the two puzzles in the Mines, they’re also most likely into role-playing just like Starlo, based on their clothes (and they seemed into the whole larping thing with him), and how they seem to be into drawing; open-minded, definitely (Clover with everyone; the pacifist route in a nutshell); able to think outside the box (this goes hand in hand with them being creative: I forgot to mention the many creative ways they found to befriend monsters)

"Ne lives in the present like Se does but makes connections to past and future." Imo, this is exactly what Clover does (their sacrifice in the future, and all the things other monsters had said to them in the past; however, they DO interact with the present world at the same time. This is what I meant when I mentioned how they "jump from and connect all 3")

Si (tertiary) – "happy in their comfort zone" Is this Clover? Yeah. Initially, this was their "default" reaction/behavior: with Toriel. They subconsciously became more independent thanks to good old Flowey. As I said, their values led them to take the risk and come into the Underground in the first place, not adventure/excitement (the way I see it). Were they also seeking the truth? Yeah again, they wanted to know the truth behind the whole situation, but I think it had more to do with how they had found the fact that no other humans bothered to look for the kids immoral.

"Si users may draw on their past experiences to guide their present actions and decisions" Example, how the detailed lines they remembered everyone said in true pacifist, influenced them to make the decision to die in the present moment. Or when they asked Ceroba if she would date Starlo, after hearing and remembering Crestina mention his crush on her beforehand, wanting to set them up.

"Si users have a strong memory for past experiences and details" Yep, explained above. Also, dunno if this counts as noticing details, but we can make them beat the Shufflers’ game with ease.

"Si users are typically practical and realistic in their approach to solving problems" The Snowdin mini-quests come to mind (although they use past information here too to figure out what each character needs to be helped). Also, how they fixed the elevator by using a pickaxe (most practical & realistic choice). They’re also pretty rational while dealing with Guardener, and in general, while dealing with enemies.

Te (inferior) – I guess this is why I suspected they could be an ESTJ.

"seen as leaders" By everyone.

"Come up with ideas quickly" Pretty much throughout the game. They’re more low-key about this than ESTJs though.

"Ruthlss and domineering" This is them in vengeance route

"Extraverted Thinkers recognize the emotional content, but then they set it aside to focus on the facts" I feel like this inferior function of theirs is mostly seen in flawed pacifist. They recognized Ceroba’s emotional situation, but chose to be fair and just instead.

"Te users are logical" Recognizing the dangers of the Underground and deciding to stay with Toriel. We can also say it makes sense that Clover attacked those who attacked them first, and finished Ceroba off (Te is what is objective, but from the external world)

"Though they are generally free spirits, they like to have a certain order in their lives. They do enjoy structure, just as long as it does not intrude with their feelings/morals/ethics/etc. They like to be the ones to create the structure, not to have the structure to be created for them."  Vengeance route and Clover’s "mission" come to mind. Basically, the structure is that, whoever Clover sees as morally flawed, gets to die. And they stick to it

tl;dr this picture pretty much explains the way I see Clover's functions in a nutshell ↓

[tsunflowers]

nsfw text, YAOI, boy x boy, don't like don't read

last night I was thinking how funny it would be if isami actually went along with bravern's stupid plan to make him relax by having lewis fuck him but it was his first time bottoming and he was sore in new and unexpected places and couldn't do his regular workout the next day and was just furious with both of them

[moonlightperseus]

okay like i want to preface that i do not have anything against the storylines that they are doing, i’m straight vibing with this season, having fun. i just want to say it’s a little frustrating to me that 911 keeps tacking on these buck and/or eddie centric “surprise” scenes at the end of an episode because then it becomes the big talking point of the episode after the fact and a lot of the other stuff that happened in it falls away to the sides a bit

[shi0n]

do you guys have any recommendations for songs that are not in eng / jpn / korean? <:}

[so-3i3]

Who was your fave in Akudama Drive 👁️👁️

that is such a good question. i think mostly swindler (partly bc i could constantly joke 'me when i lie' whenever she was on screen & i also found her Endearing) & then i also . not so much Liked as Was Interested In doctor and cutthroat

[frequentlyflash]

what are they doing if my whimsical ass says fuck

[sheepwithspecs]

Preview: After Midnight

This is a little taste of something I've been working on for a long time! I'm so excited that I can finally start sharing pieces of it with everyone 😊 I was recently approached by a reader who asked if I would be willing to write Arenvald x Fordola content. What seemed like a fun writing exercise has since become an entire series of oneshots! While these mostly surround Fordola and her journey of self-discovery + finding a place in the world following the events of Stormblood, there will also be a heavy romance element (forewarned). In addition, please expect spoilers for Stormblood - Endwalker expansions. Although it's not required to understand, I'd also suggest reading the two side stories "The First Step" and "Set with the Sun". You can find them on the Lodestone! Please enjoy this small preview! I hope it whets your appetite for the completed product!

Have the stars always been so… calming?

Seated at the latticed window, Fordola lifts her eyes to the twinkling expanse that stretches from horizon to horizon above the sleeping Ala Mhigo. While she has never been one for idle stargazing, endless weeks in a dark dungeon cell have quickly changed her opinion on the night sky. She’d been unable to sleep at all her first night free, finding it near impossible to take her fill of the peaceful heavens, the gentle face of the moon, the wispy clouds breaking apart as they drifted over the city walls to parts unknown….

The window—alongside the bedchamber that contains it—is one of the few things she enjoys most about her newfound independence. Privileges, they’re called, for services rendered. Recently she’s been allowed a room of her own near the palace barracks, complete with barebone furnishings and a guard stationed outside the door at all times. She has a stipend now, a meager amount totaling less than half the pay of a common foot soldier. They’d even agreed to remove the enchanted choker from her neck.

Of course, Fordola is all too aware that this tactic is one more way for them to leverage power over the conscripts… over her. At the slightest provocation, they can just as easily strip her of these so-called privileges and send her back to that miserable cell. The message is clear: only good little girls get treats. But it’s better than nothing, and it won’t be forever. One day they will have no choice but to set her free. She will be her own woman again.

Until that day, it’s better to bite her tongue, bow her head, and accept the few creature comforts allotted by her captors. A window of her own, a cot that doesn’t reek of piss and moldering hay, the illusion of privacy. Three square meals, a roof over her head. Distrust at best, hatred at worst. No citizenship, no rights, an extra crust of bread that serves as the occasional kindness.

In all fairness, service to Ala Mhigo is not very different than service to Garlemald.    

In the past, she might have balked at the idea of a life like the one she now led. The hangman’s noose would have seemed infinitely preferable to kneeling at the feet of those who’d murdered her father. But despite her pain, her crimes, her failures… despite their much-deserved hatred of her… she does not want to die. Not now.

Though she loathes to admit it, M’naago is right: a lifetime of atonement stretches before her, ready for the taking. It’s a burden she gladly accepts. The people of Ala Mhigo, the Silver Griffins, the former Skulls and their families—together, they have the potential to become something far greater than the sum of their parts. A distant goal, to be sure, barely visible over the farthest horizon. But it’s something to strive towards. It’s the sort of Ala Mhigo that Yda would have wanted.

Live, Fordola. Find some hope to hold on to. It had taken years, but she finally understands what Yda meant. You had to have hope in something; that was the only thing that made life worth the endless struggle. For so long, her own hopes had been entangled with her allegiance to the Empire: citizenship, a better quality of life, the safety of her loved ones. Empty promises, all of them, serving to placate rather than inspire change. Perhaps some of the soldiers had believed them; she certainly had, even when the truth stared her in the face.

Now, though… does she even have the right to hope? To dream of a brighter future for herself? If there’s any hope left in her, it lies in those she chooses to fight for. Chin pillowed in her hand, she lets her eyes drift closed as their faces parade through her mind. Her mother, for one. Would she be happy to know her daughter lives? Or would she shun her as a traitor to the Empire? Then there’s Hrudolf, who miraculously survived Specula Imperatoris and, gods-knew, deserved a proper apology for… for everything.

The children of Ala Gannha, too young to inherit their parents’ fear and prejudice, who begged her tarry by the riverside on her rare trips to the settlement.

The few guards who treated her with basic human decency, if not kindness.

Arenvald—

A perfunctory knock at the door is enough to pull Fordola from her musings. She turns from the window in time to see the door flung open on its hinges, nearly smacking the opposite wall before bouncing back with a rusty scrape of iron against flagstone. The intrusion isn’t surprising; by their nature, the guards cannot offer any true privacy. Still, most were willing to wait for an answer before barging into her chambers.

“Lupis.” It’s H’sutyo, one of the thaumaturges that often accompany the primal regiment on missions. Until recently, their job—alongside providing defense for the arcanists—had been to keep one eye on her at all times, ready to activate the enchanted choker at the first sign of dissent. Now many of them, including H’sutyo, worked as blasphemy hunters. She waits patiently for the Miqo’te to speak, one hand still resting on the windowsill.

“It’s Arenvald, the stubborn fool,” she announces brusquely, ears flattened in clear annoyance. “Make yourself useful and go talk some sense into him.”

“Don’t know what you expect me to do about it,” Fordola replies in much the same tone. In the short time she’s known Arenvald, it’s quickly become clear that the man is obstinate to a fault. Once he puts his mind to something—befriending a surly prisoner in a dungeon cell, for example—it will take nothing short of a Calamity to stop him. “He’s a grown man. If he wants to be stubborn, I say let him.”

“Oh, come off it!” H’sutyo snaps. “You’re the only one he listens to, aside from Commander Aldynn, and I’m not about to risk my neck bothering him at this time of night. Besides, he’ll bend over backwards to please you. Anyone with half a brain can tell the lad’s sweet on you.”

Sweet—? What’s that supposed to mean? Brushing the errant thought aside, Fordola reluctantly stands. It seems her admiration of the night sky will have to wait.

“What’s the problem, then? He ought to be asleep by now.” As should I, she admits ruefully. The midnight bell has already sounded. Mornings come early, at this time of year, and she is in no position to be caught sleeping on the job.

“Ought to be,” H’sutyo agrees. “It’s his legs, though. The chirugeons whipped up a tonic for the pain, but he refuses to even glance at it.”

“But what am I supposed to—”

“Listen, I don’t care if you have to force the godsdamned thing down his throat! Just see to it that he drinks it, then get your arse back here before anyone finds out,” she huffs. “So long as you’re back before fifth bell, there shouldn’t be a problem. Magnus agreed to swap duties for the evening, so I’ll be standing guard here until dawn.”

“And if I’m discovered? What then?”

“Tell the truth and hope for the best. Or pray, if that’s more your style.” H’sutyo lifts her shoulders in a dismissive shrug. “Still, a few meandering guards in the dead of night shouldn’t be much of a match for the Butcher eh? Not much of a Skull if you’re caught that easily.”

“Hmph.” Part of her wonders if this might be some sort of convoluted trap, some insidious design to knock her off her feet and watch as she tumbles back down to rock bottom. No more bedchamber, no more window. She can almost feel the crushing weight of that accursed collar, tight around her throat.

Then again, this is no ordinary, run-of-the-mill Resistance guard. This is H’sutyo. In her care, her status as a prisoner never seemed to matter; she’d always been treated with the same offhand disdain shown to everyone else. It’s grounding, freeing, in the sense that she never has to wonder what to expect. The tip of the woman’s striped tail flicks back and forth with impatience, arms crossed and eyes narrowed as Fordola fastens her sandals.

“Can’t you move any faster?”

“Tch!” You should be thanking me for doing this in the first place, she thinks, briefly wondering if she ought to get properly dressed. It’s probably not the best idea to be padding down the palace corridors in her nightclothes; it’ll be twice as humiliating for her if she does manage to get caught by the patrols. She decides against changing almost as quickly, if only for H’sutyo’s thinning patience. Not that I have much say in the matter.

Even as she thinks the words, she knows them to be untrue. She would have gone to him regardless, simply because it’s Arenvald. Because she’s partly to blame for his current predicament. Because, despite everything, he is her friend. Her big, handsome, headstrong friend with a heart of gold and a smile bright enough to light the Void. Who’s apparently sweet on her… whatever that means.

She ignores the way her heart quickens a little at the thought with practiced ease; at this point, pushing aside her emotions has become something habitual, almost instinctive. Sweeping past H’sutyo, she stands in the corridor and watches as the door to her bedchamber is locked tightly. H’sutyo stations herself in front of the threshold, cold eyes glaring out from beneath the griffin’s beak on her hood.

“Fifth bell,” she grunts, and falls silent. Her eyes slide away lazily, focusing instead on a patch of plaster just above Fordola’s head.

Once again, the message rings clear: she is dismissed.

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

June subtly glanced Elizabeth's way when she overheard her and Emily's conversation, taking a sip from her own sparkling apple cider as she mulled over these remarks quietly. She didn't want to jump to any conclusions, however (nor give voice to these conclusions either), and settled for setting aside her glass and contentedly leaning her head against her husband's shoulder as Dorian happily regaled the group with stories from his and Randall's youth.

"...I admit, the violin was never my preferred musical instrument," Dorian was saying with an impish grin. "I was good at it, but I just never thought I was destined to become a legendary violin player like my mother expected, and so I was always trying to find a way out of my lessons, and our sprawling garden made for an excellent place to hide. Admittedly, Beau knew it was where I'd go first, since Randall and his mother would be out there, but he'd seldom be too hard on me about it. He knew I didn't like the violin very much, and that I'd rather be outside with my best friend."

"Contributing to the delinquency of one of your own students, Mr. Ghast?" August chuckled as Beau came around to refill both Dorian and August's glasses (the Burke patriarch having decided to be daring enough to have a glass of wine with dinner). Smiling as slyly as the young master, Beau replied, "Only here and there-I knew what Mr. and Mrs. Gracey expected of their son, and so I tried to keep him in the classroom as much as I could, learning the violin, French, cursive, all lessons they wanted me to teach him...but what good was having a young friend on the estate if they couldn't play together?"

"A very good point," August admitted-all work and no play never did a young mind any good, he felt, and so he could get behind Beau allowing his young charge to run free and enjoy his childhood, especially with his grandson. It had to have been a pleasant change of pace for the both of them, given the lives they both led.

"And besides, Dorian didn't need my help in his delinquency," Beau chuckled. "Even before he met Randall, he was always very clever at sneaking out when I had my back turned and taking off down the hall to find some sweets and hole up somewhere I couldn't find him. Between the two of them, Dorian was easily the brains of the operation."

"Guilty as charged!" Dorian grinned, raising his hand as he added, "If anything, Randall did his best to keep us out of trouble, while I was the one trying to make trouble in the first place!"

[min-pathologica]

i really think i should read more but books on their own just don’t interest me. i need to know the characters and have interacted with them and be attached to them. i need to have forced the main character’s 3d model to ram into them and constantly double talk to them to worm out as much dialogue as possible. hercule fucking poirot doesn’t do shit for me i need to care about the characters. which means i’m confined to fanfiction

[chaos-in-bright-pink-hair-dye]

Hii I am currently looking for some new comics to read so I was hoping Tumblr could perhaps have some recommendations?

I am very open to different genres etc, pretty art is definitely a big bonus :D

(For reference besides Ttlotfk and Tua I have read and quite enjoyed Blacksad, all the Witcher comics, Cyberpunk 2077 Comics, Doom Patrol, modern Venom comics, also quite a bit of shounen manga and I am currently reading Paper Girls so yeah a lot of different stuff lol)

Also since many comic books are hard to get in Czech Republic I would definitely prefer ones that are not divided into issues (or that are but a collected version has been released) and that do not have too many parts, sorryyy

And thank you greatly for any recommendations, I really appreciate it

[ekanatsume]

I wish i was older bc then i could help people out bc clearly i have no inkling of whatever you be going through

[fountainpenguin]

So I've been thinking about this ever since Gem posted the colors and hearts and honestly I will be very curious to see if she ends up in Traffic Season 5 and more importantly how she plays... I remember she talked about how she thought it would be super stressful to be in "improv brain" all the time, and I get that and I hope she has fun.

Martyn's also talked about how he tries to go out of his way to set traps or go for flashy kills instead of PVP, saying that he considers himself on the upper end of PVP skills, but he feels like the traps and the flair are more unique for the Life series and he wants to create something that's interesting and flashy to watch (and/or give others more of a fighting chance against him).

I'm not sure if the other creators make an effort to prefer traps - I just know they scaled back OP arrows and enchantments after 3rd Life - but since Gem's set up as someone with a powerful PVP reputation, I'm interested to see if she sticks to what she knows or if she experiments with traps... and how that might impact potential alliances.

Do you dare base with a powerful person who doesn't have the years of established social protocol, and therefore might whip out the skills and slay you for the bit??

I remember her putting in the grind to get diamonds when she was possessing Cleo, and Bdubs seemed a little surprised that she would spend her screen time on that (or at least that was my interpretation)... Is Gem super competitive and will she stock up on trap materials, putting in the grind for resources?? Will she successfully get stuff or will she be pressed for time?

I've seen her in SMPs where you can take your time with the grind and you enjoy plentiful resources, but in the Life series, everything from time to resources to space is super limited. Gotta wow the crowd so spending episodes mining would be risky. What will she do?? idk but this will be interesting

Entire Soup Group fighting to the death?? omg

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

I think something I'm coming to realize about myself lately is that I can be convinced to like anything if it's brightly colored enough

[greenieart]

your LoD art made me remember how much I loved this series back when I was in high school. thanks for the lovely trip down memory lane, and your art is absolutely gorgeous

AWW THANKS SO MUCH!!! These books have been so much fun to read over the last several months and they’ve honestly single-handedly rekindled my own childhood love for reading and high fantasy. I’m happy to hear that you like my art and that my own enjoyment of this series has brought back good memories for you, I’m honored 💚

[moonsidesong]

today i made baked potatoes ! and they were tasty :-)