#my game did something strange while taking these pictures but I kind of like it

[my-alternatevy]

staticky

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[5:36 pm]

"They're kind of annoying aren't they?" Haechan asked. His eyes were locked on you and Renjun across the space. He didn't care that people were walking in front of him, people complaining that he wasn't moving, people bumping into him. No, he was staring at you and Renjun standing at some clearly rigged basketball game. Renjun was shooting the ball and missing every shot because the hoop was rigged.

"They're not annoying, they're just... shy," Jaemin offered. His look was less annoyed and more one of admiration. He liked to see you and Renjun interact. It was innocent and cute. All the lingering glances and brushes of the hands. It was guaranteed that if you weren't together, one of you would be staring at the other with hearts in your eyes. It was cute.

You and Renjun came back, hand in hand. Renjun had a pout on his face. You reached your friends and dropped Renjun's hand and his pout intensified. You smiled brightly at your friends, "We should get on some rides!"

Haechan's eyes sparkled with mischief, he was up to something, "We should get on the Ferris wheel! Let's go!"

Before you knew it you were all being ushered to the line. The line went by quickly, soon enough you were being seated in a double seat with Renjun. Haechan and Jaemin joined the seat that followed.

The Ferris wheel went around 3 times, all the while you and Renjun laughed, taking pictures of the bright, colorful lights below you, selfies of the two of you, even pictures of Haechan and Jaemin behind you.

On the last rotation, you laid your head on on Renjun's shoulder with a content sigh as you looked out at the view, "Thank you for inviting me, baby."

Renjun rested his head on top of yours, answering quietly, "I would do anything for you."

Haechan looked on intrigued, "what do you think they're saying?"

"Leave them alone! And be quiet, we're not even that far away," Jaemin chided in a whisper yell.

You could hear the two of them chattering behind you incoherently. They were funny, but Haechan had been acting strange, always making sure you and Renjun ended up alone at some point of you all hanging out. He always asked you what you two were up to while they were away, what you talked about, if anything had happened.

"Don't kill me for being cheesy, but I really want a picture of us kissing on the Ferris wheel. Do you mind?" Renjun asked. He was shy, you could tell from his pink cheeks that were much brighter and not just from the cold.

You looked at him with a soft laugh, "You're so cute, Jun. Of course."

He waited until you were at the top of Ferris wheel, people from the bottom were climbing off and a new pair of people were climbing on. Renjun held his phone tightly, face heating as you reached over and cupped his face with your cold hands. The camera was open as you both leaned in and kissed. His lips were soft and cold from the winter weather, but his kiss was loving and warm.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Jaemin take a picture! This is the best day of my life!" Haechan screeched.

Jaemin obliged, watching on with admiration at his friends being loving. He was able to snap a few pictures before Renjun looked back and glared coldly at Haechan.

The Ferris wheel came to a stop and you both climbed off, waiting off to the side for your friends to join you. Haechan was shaking with excitement, pulling on the bar keeping him in his seat only to get his hands swatted away with a scowl from the attendant. He jumped right over Jaemin and practically skipping over to the two of you, "So? When did this happen? Oh my god, best friends to lovers! I love it!"

You looked at Renjun with a quizzical look, Haechan didn't know? You don't even know when the transition from best friends went from friendship to something more. One day it was lingering brushes of your hands and the next it was kissing. You both hadn't even taken note of the change until you were both laying in your bed, tangled together and cuddling when Renjun asked, "we should probably make this official right?"

You hummed, thinking of your answer, "Like six- almost seven months ago."

"Months?! You guys didn't tell me?" Haechan asked after he gaped at you both like a dying fish.

"I didn't realize you'd be so involved or concerned," Renjun answered with his brows pinched.

"I've been trying to get the two of you to confess all this time! For nothing! Did you know?" Haechan ranted, stopping when he looked at Jaemin.

"Wasn't it obvious? They didn't need to tell me," he shrugged, pulling you and Renjun in to nuzzle both of you, "my little cutie patooties."

"I miss when you guys acted like you didn't know. Get off of us!" Renjun grumbled, pulling on your hand to move away from your friends.

Haechan wiped away a single, fake tear, "They grow up so fast."

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Since spooky season is among us 7 or 8 would set those vibes 👀

Here is #7 from the picture game! I was hoping someone would request a spooky season one with this photo. It starts off pretty spooky but there is a lot of humor and stuff in there too. Also it’s kind of loosely based on that drama My Demon.

Warnings: Death, demons, small unwanted advancements, mention of hospitals and cancer

You looked around the room taking in the scenery as if it was all new to you even though you’d spent plenty of time there. Your grandma was a sweet woman. She really was, but sometimes you wondered what had happened in her life that caused her to become the way that she was now. She wasn’t always like this. Then one day she suddenly adorned her home with dozens and dozens of various crosses and pictures of the Virgin Mary. A bowl of Holy Water sat in each room. She recited prayers on the hour like her life depended on it. Even on her death bed it seemed to be the last thing she could think of. She held your hand as you studied her face trying to memorize every wrinkle and hair.

She hadn’t spoken in several days at this point. The nurses warned you to prepare for the end as it was near.

“Y/N”, she suddenly whispered with what little strength she had left.

Immediately you leaned forward, “I’m here grandma. I’m here. What do you need?”

“Y/N, I see him. I can see him. Do you?”

You looked around the room but it was only you and her. The nurse already having left for the night.

One of the pamphlets you read had talked about how hallucinations were common in the final stages of death. You remained quiet as your grandmother continued to mumble.

“Y/N, don’t make the same mistakes I have. I’m so sorry for what I did.”

You shook your head, “Grandma everyone makes mistakes. It’s okay. You did nothing wrong.”

“No Y/N. You don’t understand. If he ever comes to you, you run. You run away as fast as you can and don’t fall for his tricks.”

You were startled by her words but tried to remind yourself that the nurses told you this was normal and that it wasn’t really your grandmother talking any more.

“Y/N if you don’t remember anything I’ve ever taught you just please at least remember this. The Devil is real. And he's not a little red man with horns and a tail. He is beautiful. Because he's a fallen angel. And he’s here now Y/N. He’s here for me and I can’t avoid him any longer.”

She began to cry as her breath became even more ragged.

“Grandma it’s okay. It’s okay”, you said through tears trying to soothe her. You grabbed your phone to call the nurse hoping they could come administer some more sedatives or something. You hated seeing your grandmother cry in fear. But by the time the nurse picked up your grandmother had passed.

The nurse was at your door in no time. She helped you make the necessary phone calls and waited with you until the funeral home arrived. Once they were all gone and you were left alone sitting in your grandmothers room you stared at the now empty bed. The thought that your grandma’s last moments were filled with fear was more heartbreaking for you than anything else.

“Your grandmother was a good woman. I almost feel bad.”, a deep voice spoke behind you. You shrieked in fear jumping back against the wall.

“Who are you and how did you get in here?”, you screamed while frantically searching for your phone.

“Your grandmother just warned you about me. Were you not listening?”, he smirked.

You looked over this strange man who was standing in your grandmother’s bedroom. He had raven black hair and sleek cat like eyes. He was dressed in all black. His long cloak hanging lazily off of him. Skin without a single blemish. He looked like an angel.

“I’m sorry I’m still confused as to who you are and why you’re here.”, you said while slowly inching towards the door hoping you could make a run for it.

“Y/N, I’m here to collect what is mine.”

Your skin turned ice cold. Was he the man that your grandma had been seeing in her final moments? And how did he know your name?

The man let out an annoyed sigh before snapping his fingers teleporting you to an unknown location. The room was filled with thousands and thousands of clocks. All ticking away. The sound was overwhelming. Under each clock was a name plate. You gasped when you read the name under the clock directly in front of you.

Unlike the others your grandmothers clock wasn’t ticking any more and instead of being a beautiful gold color like the rest, it was gray.

“What is all this?”, you asked.

“Well I grant wishes.”

“Like a genie?”

“Yes…wait no not like a genie.”

“Well genies grant wishes so…”

“You humans really are insufferable.”, he scoffed before pinching the bridge of his nose, “As I was saying, I grant wishes for people in need. I come to them when they are the most vulnerable and in exchange for granting their wish they sign a contract stating that at the end of their life their soul will eternally be mine.”

You looked over this man trying to make sense of what he just said and why it involved your grandma.

“So what does this have to do with my grandmother?”

He grinned as he was happy to relive the moment, “Many many years ago I was at a hospital. It’s one of the easiest places to make a deal. People are willing to sign away their eternity if it means saving their loved ones or even extending their own time on earth. I came across your grandfather. He had just been diagnosed with terminal cancer, given less than three months to live. He was worried how your grandmother would be able to survive without him. She had a young child at home, only working part time at a bakery. He was desperate to make sure she was taken care of. Soooo I made him a deal. At his next doctors appointment he would be magically cured and then would live the rest of his life cancer free and when he died as an old man warm in his bed, his soul would be mine.”

You stared at him in disbelief.

He continued, “When your grandmother found out she was livid. She tracked me down and begged me to make a deal with her. At first I declined because I make the deals, not some measly human. But she was relentless. I kind of admired her honestly. Finally I gave in and made her a deal. Instead of taking her husbands soul I would get hers. She spent the rest of her life thinking that cheap porcelain crosses and holy water would save her. She paid her dues and now her soul is mine for eternity.”

Tears brimmed your eyes as you shook your head backing away from him, “You’re a monster.”

“Well they don’t call me the devil for nothing babe.”, he smirked.

Your grandmothers words repeated in your head. The devil can be beautiful and here he was standing in front of you looking as bewitching as ever.

“So what happens to the souls after you take them?”

“They’re used to fuel the livelihood of hell. Kind of like you would put gasoline in a car.”

You scoffed, “Okay and what happens when people stop making deals with you and you can’t collect any more souls?”

The devil let out a loud laugh, “That will never happen. Humans are far too selfish and weak. They will always be willing to make a deal if it benefits them in some way.”

You glared at him as hard as you could but deep down you knew he was right.

“Well it’s been a pleasure Y/N.”

“Wait! How do you know my name?”

“Babe, I know everyone and everything.”

And with that he snapped his fingers and you were back at your grandmothers and alone and confused.

Tonight was going to be a good night. You were showered and moisturized and ready to go out and have a great time. You had just exited your shower and was walking your way to the bedroom when you were greeted by a familiar voice.

“Give it back.”

You jumped in shock making sure your were completely covered with the towel.

“Excuse me! You can’t just enter into people’s homes like this.”, you spat, “I could’ve walked in here naked.”

“And I could’ve just walked into your shower and saw you naked myself if I wanted to but I didn’t. So now give it back!”, he demanded really not in the mood for anything right now.

“Give what back?

“My powers?”

“You’re pow- What?”, you’d said walking into the living room.

“Where are you going?”

“To call the police like I should’ve the first time.”

The devil lunged forward and grabbed your wrist pulling you against him, “Y/N, you really don’t want to do that.”

“You smell like cinnamon and vanilla.”, you whispered.

His brows furrowed, “What am I supposed to smell like?”

“I don’t know. Smoke with a touch of sulfur.”

“Seriously? Do you also think I should have horns and a pointy tail?”

“Actually ye-“

He shook his head, “Never mind that. You’re getting me off topic. Give me back my powers.”

“What powers? I don’t have any powers. Trust me because if I did you wouldn’t be here right now.”

He ran a hand through his somehow still perfectly styled hair, “Ever since I met you my powers have been all out of sorts. You are the only thing that was different from my normal routine. So what did you do to them?”

“Listen devil boy, I didn’t take your powers. And I really don’t appreciate you thinking you can just show up here whenever you want either. You made a deal with my grandparents, not me.”, you said poking your finger into his chest.

He looked at you somewhat shocked. No one had ever had the nerve to speak to him like that and he had to admit that he kind of liked it.

He straightened up his jacket before stepping away to give you some space, “Okay first off my name isn’t devil boy. You can call me Yoongi. Secondly if you didn’t take my powers then what happened to them?”

“How the hell am I supposed to know? Maybe you got fired or demoted or something.”

He snorted, “I am great at my job and I’m like literally the king of hell. Who’s gonna fire me?”

Rolling your eyes you grabbed your bag and started heading towards the door, “Look Yoongi I certainly don’t have your powers but if I come across them I’ll give you a call.”

You left him standing there alone and speechless.

“No thanks”, you said to the same guy for probably the 10th time. He didn’t seem to want to take no for an answer. “Hey I think I’m gonna get out of here and go home.”, you said to your friend. The noise and the people getting to be too much. She asked if you were okay by yourself which you were so you paid your tab and headed for the front door. As you waited for your ride a presence walked up next to you. Before you could react you were being dragged away down a dark alley next to the club.

“Since you didn’t want to play nice, now

I have to forcefully take it from you.”, said someone. You recognized the voice as the man who was insistent in the club earlier.

You whimpered while trying to break free of his grasp but he was significantly stronger than you were.

“Mmm you smell really nice.”, he said running his nose against your neck.

A loud bang rang through the air and smoke began to fill up the space around you. In an instant the man was thrown back against the opposite wall. Intimidatingly Yoongi stood next to you. He stared daggers at the man as he was picked up nearly twenty feet int he air before slammed back against the ground.

“If you ever even think about her again you’ll die instantly.”, Yoongi growled as he kneeled down next to the man.

He took the hint and hastily sprinted out of the alleyway somehow still in one piece.

“I thought you lost your powers?”, you questioned.

“Oh gee thanks for saving me Yoongi. That was really sexy of you. How can I ever repay you for that?”, he mocked in a high pitched voice.

You ran your tongue over your teeth before sighing, “Thank you for saving me Yoongi. That was really ANGELIC of you. I’ll repay you by getting out of your hair and going home.”

You tried to walk past him but he grabbed your wrist, “Not so fast Y/N. It seems like my powers are only strong enough when I’m near you.”

“Alright so what does that mean?”, you inquired.

He moved closer to you. So close you could feel the warmth of his breath on your cheek.

“It means that you and I are going to be spending a lot of time together.”, he smirked, “And I hope you’re ready for it babe.”

[d3f3n3str4t10n]

Playing through Chapter 1 with the info gained from Chapter 2 (Or I guess, watching playthroughs, in my case) helps shed a lot of light on certain details... but one thing that always struck me as strange even after that was the phone call between Ashley and Renee.

Here, it seems like she's showing genuine shame for what she's doing, or what she feels like she has to do... though exactly what that is, is left unclear. The vagueness of it all is, of course, to build up mystery as to what it could mean, which we find out more about in Chapter 2. And in chapter 2, we find out that Renee was... heavily implied to be very much in on what these quarantine people were doing. Selling their organs, using their deaths as an insurance scam, to the point of willingly and deliberately hiring a hitman to kill Andrew and Ashley once they escaped.

We aren't fully sure about how deep this conspiracy goes; If this is something the water company as a whole is pushing on a widespread scale, or just certain people within it, or even if the 'parasites' are real or not. (Though I think it's all but clear that they were just made up...) We know from flashbacks and the Grave's own words that Renee wasn't exactly the most 'present' mother figure. Yet when confronted about it, she of course, denies it. (To a degree, anyway.)

We haven't seen or heard much of any direct interactions between Leyley and Renee, or much of Renee in general, so we don't have too much to go off of. This could very easily just be classic Graves' Family Gaslighting here... but I honestly think there's some truth to what Renee is saying here.

(Is it just me, or are Renee's eyes in this picture... slightly more green than they are in the present day?) Anyway, as we see in the screenshot above, Renee doesn't seem very worried about whatever Andy is upset about. We know that Andy had the responsibility of raising Leyley from a young age, which is likely what this conversation is about. Her uncaring, nonchalant look here gives off the impression that she's more annoyed about the situation than concerned. (Or she just has a resting bitch face, who knows?) She claims she "Thought they were getting along, so she didn't want to see what was happening." when apologizing to Andrew. I'm assuming this mainly meant that she didn't want to spend the time and effort to raise her kids, and just put the burden of disciplining Leyley on Andy. She was never counting on Leyley being such a handful... But she does bring up a... well, not a great point but a point nonetheless.

Why... didn't she turn her in? Ashley's quick to point out that it was simply to cover her own ass, and save herself the embarrassment and trouble that would be; having your kids murder another kid, even if accidentally... but is that... really it? Considering Andy and Leyley were so young when that happened (I'm willing to bet Andy wasn't even 10 yet. At the most, he was probably 12-13, meaning Leyley was around 10-11...) I really don't think the sentencing for them would've been... THAT bad? I don't know about the laws for this kind of stuff, but kids accidentally killing another kid while playing an innocent game of hide and seek... It feels like they very easily could've played the "I'm just a little kid I had no idea what would happen I'm so sorry" card fairly easily. This probably would've led to Mr. and Mrs. Graves taking most of the heat, being their parents. At least, that's what Ashley claims Renee was actually concerned about. But... then... why was she 'sorry' when she told Ashley to stop calling her? If she saw her as nothing more than an embarrassment, why would she say that? Was she only doing it to come off as caring one last time? Was a small spark of regret and humanity poking through her facade as she left her kids to slowly starve to death and be harvested for their organs? Did she really 'try' with Ashley? We know through the "Mother's Intuition" preview video that we'll be getting at least 1 flashback from Renee's perspective, and we know that we'll be seeing many more flashbacks with the family when they were still together, and possibly seeing some of their extended family. (Staying at their grandparent's house, for example.) I'd very much like to know what *they* thought about all this. Their reaction to Renee getting pregnant to young, why Renee decided to keep the baby, (If that was even her decision to begin with...), why she thought it was fine having another, (Even if Andy was an 'easy child,' there had to be more to that decision, surely. Was Renee just that impulsive back then? Did she not see that having 2 children would just be more work? Why did she want to have another kid specifically???)

I really do think there's more to Renee than we've seen and heard so far. I don't think she's as heartless as some of her actions make her seem. I genuinely think that, at one point, she 'tried' with Ashley. But at some point, she gave up, and left Andy to pick up the slack. Maybe it's just cope, idk.

[artycomicfangirl]

Hey I was tackling a concept which really has not been able to leave my mind. It was about Mr L and Daisy. That side of Luigi which we only truly see in Super Paper Mario. A snarky, confident villain who was quite a match for the heroes but I wonder how he responds to Daisy. An aggresive, passionate person who doesn't take crap from anybody.

It is fire against fire and normally that would clash but would that also count for these two? How would the dynamic change? Is Mr L more flirty and Daisy more taken aback by this? Or will she flirt back even more as a way to defend herself? And how does she feel about this Mr L? Does she completely hate him? Or does she like some parts of his personality?

Let me know what your thoughts are on this!

Hey! This is another fun ask that I’ve been slowly working on, but life and distraction kept pulling me away from. But FINALLY I’m here!

I’ve been feeling in a bit of a fluffy-sappy mood. So I do apologize just in case if I do make characters seem OOC!

Also, this is a bit more Luigi-heavy it seems, since this ask is about potential ideas regarding Mr L. Enjoy!

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So. Potential Scenario time to set the scene and some context:

After Mario Fighting Mr L and seemingly banishing this Alter Ego from his younger brother’s body. Mario realizes that the side effects may not be as simple as it is.

Turns out, Although looking to be temporary. Due to the odd nature of magic, Parts of the so called ‘Mr L’ alter ego still lingers within the subconscious of Luigi’s mind. And from time to time, will often pop up in moments of high-tension, stress or anger.

It has been deduced that for the time being, Mr L may be triggered as an extreme way for Luigi to overcome the very things that holds him back.

This ‘Revived’ Version of Mr L, now retains some memories from when he was primarily active and thriving. Now, he is more aware that he is a conscious. He just chooses to see that he and Luigi share one ‘Vessel’

Mr L also has adopted new parts to his behavior, which are triggered from his old memories (In which I will elaborate further below.)

So now as the main gang have to wait this out till it passes over. Let’s see how our Sarasaland Princess deals with this!

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💚 Two Sides of the Same Coin 💚

So if i remember correctly, Mr L did kind of express some sort of attraction towards Peach in the game.

But when a new Princess comes into the picture? Oh boy, did he fall HARD.

💚 While it’s obvious from surface level than Daisy and Luigi are more of an opposites attract sort of situation. I’d reckon that both Daisy and Mr L are more or so an equal match. This is what makes a bit more banter between the two. Especially when Mr L is the one talking his worth. Daisy on the other hand, is the type to eye-roll at his antics more.

But strange enough. When it comes to Daisy, Mr L acts differently around her. Because it’s been implied that some of Mr L’s behavior is still affected from Luigi’s memories, His attraction for her hits him full force. He actually wants to “Keep her around”. So he genuinely puts in effort to do so. Ironically, his actions is what keeps her at bay sometimes.

💚 Of Course is seen to act so Cocky towards most of his rivals and enemies, laughing at their faces. But when it comes to Daisy, he clearly tries to find ways to impress her and gain her attention.

While Luigi is all about the sentimental, heartfelt and genuine understanding. Mr L does not seem to get it, and relies on grand and flashy feats. Most of these attempts do not work, and he becomes genuinely shocked.

He doesn’t insult Daisy intentionally. But more has the “Oh, she doesn’t understand…Hey, I’ll try something else! Something even more grand!” Mentality.

💚 Because of Luigi, he has a natural subconscious pull and attraction towards Her. In fact, that’s one of the lucky things that Daisy has to keep from making him as her enemy in the first place.

But of course, he’s more full of himself about it. Leaning against a wall, arms crossed until Daisy notices and calls him out for staring. But he doesn’t give a care in the world.

“ Hey now. I can’t help staring down at such a beautiful force of nature~”

💚 💛 Seeing Daisy in her signature sports or Mario Kart Biker outfit? He will absolutely give a whistle of approval. When Mr L likes what he sees, he makes it VERY clear.

He will find amusement if Daisy reacts in a shocked manner. But it’s when she reacts all flustered, cue the smirk from him. He eats this kind of response right up!

💚 💛 Mr L has a knack for giving demeaning nicknames for his rivals and enemies. But for Daisy? Pet names and complements galore. He has no shame.

“Hey, Ms Pretty Petal! How about I pluck you from the fields of boredom, and take you somewhere fun?

“Well Hey, Ms Sunflower! I was working on my latest invention…but looks like all I need is you to brighten my day!

“Hey Ms Steady Sweetie! How’d you like my Dance Moves? Speechless? Huh, that’s okay. I guess The Green Thunder must be THAT striking to you huh?

💚 Even Mr L’s need to leap in and defend Daisy, is by some instinctual force. At first, he merely just does this because he wants to One-up (Pun intended) Luigi. To prove that he’s the better conscious. The better man.

But over time, Mr L is forced to learn and accept new things. So overtime, much to his chagrin, he unintentionally gains some empathy and development along the way. He always backs this up as simply not letting anyone tell him what to do. But doing this on his own will.

As time goes on though. Mr L kind of does change a bit. Also to show him learning to work together with Luigi’s conscious.

“That Mr Toochickentofightghosts would be sad if anything happened to you…Eh, wouldn’t you know? Something I agree with.”

💚 Regarding Mr L retaining the memories he previously once had. This is tied to my previous point of him now hating being told what to do. He is actually scared of being controlled by another force. Hence why when he gains understanding that he and Luigi share a conscious, he often fights to take over.

When opened up in his most vulnerable state, he kind of actually does express sympathy for what he remembers as Count Bleck’s downfall. In this moment, he subtly implies that he is unsure as to who he can look up to now. Or if he could ever find someone as worthy as Bleck to admire.

💚💛 I’d like to imagine that at some point, Everything would change, when Daisy ends up defending not just Luigi. But Mr L as well. I can imagine this happening at a point much later, When Daisy has learnt so much about Mr L, and has gotten along with him this far.

Seeing this Princess proclaiming that Mr L is not some One-time minion who can just be used and cast away, makes him see that Daisy genuinely finds recognition and respect in his intellect. And Thus, he fully shifts to having his utmost loyalty from Bleck, to ‘His’ Daisy.

Aside from his now changed views on Mario, Luigi and the main Gang. This was the woman he quite literally will think of as top Priority to him. For she genuinely sees him for what he is worth. Much like she does for Luigi

🌼 He…Loves me? 🌼

💛 This whole thing might be something Daisy has never seen before. And knowing that the one person she loves has a double personality understandably would freak her out a little at the beginning. But since Mario would have fought Mr L already, so he could explain to Daisy about everything.

Again, Mr L and Luigi are really all in all the same person. So after Mario had to confirm this a couple of times for her to process, Daisy is quick to be aware of this. She would never fault Luigi for how Mr L would act. But of course, it doesn’t entirely stop her from being appalled at Mr L’s actions.

💛 Daisy does not tolerate Luigi’s legacy to be insulted. It is why whenever Mr L does make some kind of passive aggressive insult towards Luigi, is the thing that gets her so defensive and annoyed the most.

💛 It is Daisy’s strong character, her not falling for Mr L’s antics easily. Is ironically, what draws him to her so much. The running gag is that no matter how much she tries to retort back to him, he actually finds amusement in it. He definitely likes her ‘feisty’ nature.

💛 Daisy’s way of learning how to actually get along and accept Mr L, is by being able to be as quick witted as he is. She begins to quickly learn that a flirtatious comeback or two, is enough to basically shut him up. She actually finds it really funny that all she can do is wink back at him, and he becomes all silent.

Of course much to her dismay, she then suddenly remembers that this was the fuel to fan his flames of desire. Pining for her even more the next day. Task failed…successfully?

💛 Honestly, Daisy would sometimes be frustrated and shocked at Mr L’s excessive dramatic and cheesy nature. But as she learns to help Luigi with this new predicament of now welcoming Mr L into his life. Daisy begins to form more insight as to how Luigi’s mind might work.

💛 Surprisingly enough. Being around Mr L, has taught Daisy what she can do to motivate and support Luigi. It is why she takes raising his confidence seriously, and will further instill into him that being himself, is what made her fall for him. And that as long as he still held onto his pure heart, she will not judge him for having Mr L in his life.

[kyouxa]

Amnesia World: Normal World (Diamond Story)

In terms of the gameplay: Whenever you´re given a choice in the game, the translation will lead to the different choices. The name of your MC will be Y/N (your name) in the translation, but in game screenshots it might mention my name.

Toma: Who would’ve thought that the day would come that Shin works on the floor… 

Remember the other day when we talked about the costumes? He told me, “My condolences.”

He was too cocky. It was entirely possible something like that would happen at this cafe.

Nova: From his perspective, this must really suck. Especially now that Shin’s stuck in this position.

Toma: And his floor debut will be with a costume. How unlucky…

He hasn’t dressed like that either since his elementary school play, do you remember?

His face was all red, and he was super embarrassed.

Do you remember how he was hiding his face, begging everyone to stop taking pictures of him?

Choices

1) …He was cute

2) Fufu…

— …He was cute

Toma: True, Shin was adorable back then.

…And now he has turned into an unfriendly and sharp-tongued guy. Growing up sure is cruel… 

You’re still as cute as ever, though.

— Fufu…

Toma: Haha, so you do remember?

end Choices

Toma: …Right. I think my aunt would be happy if I gave her the picture I took that day.

It wasn’t easy to take pictures of him. He’d always complain, and in the end, he wouldn’t let me take one.

Okay, I’ll make sure to ask Ukyo to take some in that case.

Place: Home

Nova: Fulfilling other people's wishes is going rather well. If the event is a success…

We should’ve collected enough to restore your memories. It’ll still take a while for you to return to your real self, though.

Y/N: What about your memories?

Nova: Mine? Eh, what are you talking about?

A-Ahh… come to think of it, I had amnesia as well. It didn’t affect my daily life so I even forgot about that.

To answer your question, the answer is no. I still don’t remember.

All I remember is that I served some greater God…

What kind of a spirit am I? What kind of a life did I live? —And what’s my real name?

The only things I can’t remember are related to my own existence… Isn’t that strange?

Y/N: …You really don’t remember anything?

Nova: Eh, did I say or do something weird?

As soon as my memories come back, I’ll let you know. There’s no reason to hide that.

Don’t worry about me, you need to prioritize yourself.

I think it’s just temporary memory loss caused by the shock we experienced.

And even if I don’t get mine back, I can always look for other spirits after I separate from you.

Anyways, look at this. It’s the thing you borrowed from Toma this afternoon.

— A 2D fighting game, DK. 

Hehe… from the moment I heard of it, I wanted to play it.

Personally, I wanted to try using the spirit that appears in the second one…

But this isn’t the original game anyway. We have to push through with the original characters until the hidden ones become playable. 

If I remember correctly, the special move command was ○△→←↑□□×↓←→←.

Y/N: …..

Nova: …What’s wrong? Is there something on my face, Y/N?

Ah, could it be that you’re disappointed there’s no sharp-tongued prime minister among the characters… ?

*This is a reference to AMNESIA memories, Toma’s route. We played a game named Destiny Kingdom when Toma trapped us in his apartment, and one of the characters was a prime minister. 

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #361

Ohhh, Sephiroth, it has been a real long day, goodness me! Today's letter is coming to you very late. I'm sorry if you worried a little.

Okay. So. It is Saturday (well, actually technically Sunday now, but whatever...). Which means I went to work from 9am until 1pm. And this morning, it was cold.

...I got some really nice pictures of the cold, actually. Here:

...Been a while since last I've seen ice crystals this nice on a surface. This happens as a result of frost. The condensation that occurs on surfaces overnight freezes into pretty patterns.

...I think it's best enjoyed from a distance, though. But then, that's why I take the pictures, right? So you can look at the pretty thing without needing to go outside and be cold! Yay!

At work, the big boss of the store (he's called Jo) asked me to wipe down one of the coolers in which we keep chilled cakes and other stuff that needs to be kept cold. So that is what I did. Nobody had done it in a while, so some of the dust was crusted on there pretty solidly, and that kinda sucked. But, I was allowed to go fetch some melamine foam pads from the cleaning section to get the job done!

...I didn't think to take a picture because I'm kind of a derpy-derp. Sorry about that. But Jo and Tr both seemed pleased with the results. I liked how it looked after I was done with it, too.

Sadly, the rib injury was not pleased with any of that, though. Apparently, it very much dislikes overhead movements of my arm as well as movements straight out to the front. I did a nice job, but... around 20-30 minutes after I was done, I was in a whole lot of pain for the next several hours, which made some of the movements of my job (like bagging breads and pulling the lever for the slicing machine) a little harder to do. Even now, at 1:03am, the area is still relatively unhappy. But thankfully, it's not as bad as it was before.

I'm not sure why, but... I've decided that An from the meat department is potentially friend-shaped. I think it has to do with the way he speaks to other people and with the way he carries himself in the space, and the meticulousness with which he works. I don't know how to articulate what this combination of things means to me. I guess... something about it tells me that he's very kind. And... after having spent a lifetime honing my instincts in various unpleasant ways, I like to think that by now, I tend to have a good sense for that sort of thing, at least in person.

...I guess... I have a whole lot of experience with what “unkindness” looks like. And his manner of being, so far, doesn't look like the old things I've seen. It might still be the case that not enough time has passed for other things to come out. But if I try to be friends, then those things will eventually come out, if they exist. They always do.

Though I generally have good instincts, it doesn't necessarily translate to knowing how to engage in the social, though. I've never really known how to approach people. I've been told my whole life that I come on a bit too strong for most people's tastes, asking them personal questions such as ”do you like video games?” and “what is your favorite kind of snack?”

...I have a lot of people telling me that my manner of being is creepy and repulsive. And... I know that I'm awkward and that my facial expressions are strange and that I hold myself weirdly. I know these things scare people. And I don't wanna scare people. So normally, I just stay away, even when I am interested. I don't want anyone to have a bad time because of me, you know?

Tr seems socially savvy, so I asked her what to do. And she said to me that my questions are not, in fact, too forward. And that I should just ask him next time I see him. The notion was a little mind-blowing to me, given that I literally have experiences where people have called me “geek” and “loser” for asking if they play video games. I've been told that my questions aimed at trying to connect make me seem a bit too “desperate”.

...I'm not really sure how anyone is supposed to get to know anyone else if asking basic questions is seen as “desperate” and “too forward” and “geeky”, though. So... maybe the things that I was told before are simply untrue things said to me by very cranky and insecure people. Tr is good folks. So I'm gonna try to trust her word over the words of the mean people.

...So. Once again, here I go challenging the notion that I'm fundamentally gross and unlikable. Yay!

I did end up seeing An as I wandered about at the end of my shift, gathering things we needed for the house. And I did as she suggested.

...For sure, my part of it was very clumsily executed. But... I have a new friend on Steam now! I'm pretty stoked about that!!! Maybe someday we'll play video games or get a tasty snack somewhere!! Wouldn't that be neat!!

I feel like us quiet, shy folk gotta stick together. Or else we'll get barreled over by the rest of the world, or else have life pass us by without ever getting noticed or without affecting anything at all. And that's a little too sad, isn't it? To live your life with a glass wall around yourself that you don't want and don't know how to get rid of...?

...I certainly know what that's like. And I don't want anyone else to have to live like that. So... if I gotta scream at my own glass wall until it breaks so that someone else doesn't hafta be sad, I'm gonna give it a try. If I have to throw my fists at my own glass wall until my knuckles bleed in order to break it, then I'll try it if it means someone else doesn't have to be sad.

...I suppose getting practice with doing exactly these things is part of the reason I write to you every day. Admittedly, writing these letters does not get less terrifying every time I do it. It's just that the terror gets a little easier to move through, the more I practice doing it.

I wonder how all of this will unfold. I wonder how I will unfold, too, within it all.

...Will you watch as I unfold? As I evolve, grow, and change? Will you be proud, someday, of all the progress I'm trying to make? Can you enjoy watching me struggle to come up from under the shackles my conditioning imposed upon me? Can you let my things inspire you to do similar things? I wonder.

I went home and rested for a long time, and that was very good. I had made plans to go with my elderly friend P to some concert, because J hadn't put on the calendar that we were supposed to go see some new Lord of the Rings movie today. J reminded me that it was happening as I was finalizing plans about when was gonna be picked up by P. And then I suddenly had to tell P that I had a prior commitment that I didn't remember because it wasn't on the calendar. I felt pretty badly about that.

...I hope I'll be able to hang out with P sometime soon. I'd like to take him and his sister to the hotpot place called Volcano. Maybe they'd like it; they're usually up for trying out new things like that...

I got a snack shortly after that, and from there, I changed into a new set of braces. This one is set number 7! The shift doesn't feel quite as intense this time as it felt last time. I took pictures to compare the new set to the original set. On the left is the first set I wore, and on the right is the newest set. I'll start with the top one:

...The very confused snaggletooth on the upper right side of my face is a lot less pronounced now! It's almost surreal, how far it's moved!

Here's the bottom set:

It's readily apparent now that my frontmost bottom teeth are much less crowded together than before. They really are starting to even out and line up instead of being crunched up together all weirdly. It's pretty wild!!

...I wonder if I'll have a healthy smile by the time we see you again in the third part of your remade story...

Sephiroth... I can't wait to see you again, but... please try really hard not to get yourself killed. If you try to hurt people, you're gonna be stopped, and... since Cloud and his friends are justifiably very angry with you, I somehow seriously doubt they're gonna be nice about it if they have to stop you. And I really don't wanna see you get hurt. So... please... try something else, okay? Please don't throw your life away with a fight you definitely can't win. It's getting super old.

J and M and I went to a movie with Je, one of the folks from the Speed Friending thing. It was some Lord of the Rings spinoff, animated.

...It is a nice thing, generally, to have funny memories of going out to see a bad movie with people you like. And I hope you get to have that experience someday. Today's experience will resolve into the thing I described, because the entire plot can be summarized as follows:

“King who commands army that regularly forgets that they can shoot arrows accidentally punches the face off of the abusive father of a man who is sad because the pretty princess won't touch his dick; shenanigans ensue as the sad man seeks revenge for lack of both paternal abuse and genital stimulation. King fights sad man's army by himself (archers did not try to help) outside of fortress during winter weather; king's people get bored and go to bed instead of letting him back inside of fortress, so king freezes solid in rad power pose. Pretty princess, in wedding dress, slays sad man as he pretends to not still have a boner for her. More at 11.”

...The whole thing was very silly. There are lots more problems with it, but I'll not get into them because it's late and I'm pretty tired. I wouldn't recommend against seeing the movie; it's definitely an adventure (a very LONG adventure, holy shit). But it is very silly. A lot of the problems could have simply not existed if people weren't acting like such entitled pricks. Alas.

I'm glad to be home. The movie didn't end until like 12:30am. It is 2:18am now.

...I need to get my sleepy ass to bed. Good grief.

Hey. I love you a whole lot. So please make good choices out there. Stay safe. Don't get killed. You gotta try really hard, okay?

I'll write again tomorrow.

Your friend, Lumine

[becca4leafclover]

Beach Walk is Complete!

What started as a simple idea to try out streaming with has turned into something genuinely really cool! I had almost no idea of what I wanted to do with this space when I started but as I built one thing after another, it fell into place!

Going to do a full tour of the district under the cut!

This is sort of the transition into the Beach Walk district, going from the standard build style of blue and white into the mixed styles of the harbour. It's mostly just a pretty in-between area but MAN is it PRETTY!

The lighthouse! The first thing I actually built on stream! It was a challenge to get the purple-hued blues to work because there's SO few of them in Minecraft, but with (a lot) of help from chat it turned out great and gave me the confidence to keep going with all of this!

this was actually the LAST area I worked on, because I wasn't sure what to put here. It was where I'd been keeping my block palettes to be honest LOL I decided to keep it simple with a sign designating the area, and a strange tree that it's unclear whether the lighthouse was designed like it or if the tree took after the lighthouse...

The docks, where small boats are kept! Completely honest it's really hard to take a good picture of the docks OR the boats. But we got a nice speedboat, a sailboat, and a classic swanboat, because why not?

The strip mall! From right to left a souvenir shop, clothing store, sandwich shop, and the club! The idea was to have each building be in the gradient of colors of copper, and while that didn't QUITE work each building ended up working well anyway!

At the end of the Walk is a nice nice cream stand and some umbrellas and loungers! Why here you might ask?

The beach is right below it!

I decided to do a gravel beach over a sand one because this entire town is in a colder climate, not tropical. And while I'm sure this isn't everywhere, when I've travelled it's been colder places that have rock beaches over sand ones! Plus, sand wouldn't quite fit as well in my humble opinion.

I had to terraform in this entire beach (even though this biome was originally a gravel beach lol), and MAN did working with gravity blocks SUCK. Remind me not to do that again.

Now, if I'm being honest, this isn't FULLY done. I have this space on the back side of the strip shopping to fill, and I'm not sure what to put! Maybe some kind of games court? Making up fantasy games and sports is harder than it looks to be honest. I'm thinking I'll come back to this area later, once I get some refreshment working on other things!

If you want to follow this world's progress as I move onto new projects, I stream every weekend, Friday and Saturday at 3 PM EST!

[joshuamj]

Thoughts on the Omori Manga

I was kind of generous with it, but overall? Mixed feelings, leaning toward negative. This is just the first chapter tho so who knows?

The Art: eh?

The scary parts are drawn well and there are some panels I quite like (the 2 below for example), but otherwise it often looks a little awkward/uncanny??

A big thing is, I think Sunny shouldve been drawn less expressive. He often looks a bit too... happy? Like its fine to draw him horrified and such when he's Going Through It, but he's drawn with those little white pupils a lot at the beginning, which make him look a lot like his younger, more carefree self

I think for the most part, he should've just been drawn like this:

It captures his vibe of Tired/Out of it/Depressed, much better

The Manga's Approach to the Story: not good for people new to Omori (imo), but has potential for an interesting retelling for previous fans

It was quite strange to start with the Real World rather than Headspace, but it could turn out interesting. It will definitely miss the impact of the game's storytelling, but they may still be able to make an enjoyable enough story out of it, yknow?

Doing it this way allows them to emphasize different things than the game. Like the battle with Aubrey, for example. It was so good in game since the player was so used to casually slicing away enemies with the knife, and the Aubrey battle served as a shocking wake up call. You can't knife people in real life like that! But I think no matter what. this couldn't have hit as hard in the manga regardless of if they did headspace first.

But what they did do in the manga was better emphasize Sunny's actual action of slicing Aubrey! Like Basil and Kel are appropriately alarmed and horrified that Sunny has just pulled a knife from nowhere and (quite badly) sliced their old friend with it.

I do, however, think they made it look way too deliberate on Sunny's part.

Like in game, it was more a mistake, while in the manga they seem to be going for Sunny being Extremely Traumatized and just lashing out, but then they portray it like this??

Like, maybe if they had Aubrey actually go after him with her nail bat while she was saying those cruel things, him drawing the knife would have looked more instinctual and a mistake. Here it just looks like he's ready to stab her in cold blood :/

The ending is sort of interesting tho. It does a fine job of showing how headspace is a sort of coping mechanism before we even see it, by having Sunny retreat there after slicing Aubrey.

Overall, I think there is potential in doing Realworld first, Headspace second, but I think it does miss out on a ton of the game's original impact and storytelling

Finally, Aubrey (tm): hot take maybe, but I lowkey like how she was portrayed?

Like, dont get me wrong, she was quite violent and it hurt seeing her legit hit basil with a nail bat, but it sort of works? in my opinion at least.

Shes been hurting for so long and she directs that hurt towards her old friends, and combined with her more aggressive personality, it doesn't seem too wildly out of character i think.

Plus, itll add some good Angst when she gets her moment with the gang and realizes how she's been acting. Like, girl, you are gonna feel sooooo bad for how you treated Basil and what u said to Sunny (character development!)

And it really helps that when she falls to the ground after getting sliced, pictures of Mari fall out of her pocket. It helps signal to the reader that Aubrey isn't just some horrible cruel person, but that there's something more at play

And the way she's collapsed almost looks like she could've collapsed out of grief, or is bowing deeply, and implies she's really hurting. Somehow they did Sunny so dirty with him standing over her with the knife, yet did so well with this Aubrey panel.

I think I just like the portrayal of someone who is very flawed in their grief without being some Big Evil Bad Guy, yknow. Like no, this is a hurting teenager lashing out and making mistakes.

End:

So yeah i managed to find a fair amount of things that have potential in the manga, but who knows if itll be followed thru on..

[yours-the-author]

Hey, I'm back from my trip and got ya'll some stick ship goodies. It's no longer fair season where I live, but I had ideas for my favorite ships going to the fair and finally decided to draw them, so here you go!

CopperRight

I imagine that Right Hand Man is either the kind of guy to actually hate fairs/carnivals/things like that, or the kind of guy to say he hates them, but actually really enjoys them. He'd probably play all of the "test of strength" games and win the the giant prizes for Reginald. Reginald doesn't actually want/need the giant prizes (and isn't really a fan of fairs, either; too loud and dirty!), but if he gets a petty sense of pride when showing them off, he can do that because he's a rat man who loves his husband.

On the other hand, though, Reginald does have a serious sweet tooth, and sometimes only a treat found at the fair can do the trick! (I imagine RHM doesn't really like sweets, but he's not gonna leave Reg by himself in a strange theme park where danger could be at any corner!)

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Curtisson

Burt actually really likes carnivals and fairs, but he acts unimpressed at every fair he goes to.

Burt: Nice theme park. Be a shame if someone broke it.

Sven, on the other hand, does NOT like fairs or carnivals. They're crowded, noisy, the food is terrible for you, and it's too hot all the time! I imagine he'd go maybe once just to say that he did, and would somehow get goaded into going on a big scary ride (or maybe even a not-so-scary ride) only to sob uncontrollably afterwards for like ten minutes.

The Curtisson date at the fair would almost be completely ruined... but at least there's a petting zoo, and they both like small and fluffy animals.

Date saved!

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PanPrice

Believe it or not, Dave's actually pretty okay with most rides. Nothing extreme, like triple loop-de-loop rollercoasters or anything, but maybe one of those "roller coasters" that just go around in a loop over and over. Dave knows what he likes and doesn't like, and can plan accordingly.

Rupert thinks he can handle a few amusement park rides. He's a trained military man who was on the police force for nearly a decade before hand! He can handle a baby roller coaster!

He cannot handle the baby roller coaster

But once Rupert gets the feeling back in his everything, it's time to play some games! Probably a shooting game of some kind; something challenging that takes a lot of skill and precision (but most importantly, something with a prize that Dave will like):

Obligatory Dave Panpa / Panda fanart

And of course, what's a fair or carnival without the FOOD! Dave loves fair food and has a hard time picking what to get. Rupert is less inclined to fried and sugary foods in large portions, but he likes to see Dave indulge every once in a while, because Dave deserves it.

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Poly Threat

A group of thrill seekers like the Triple Threat would definitely be the first in line for some rides! And they know exactly which one to start with, too...

(Fun Fact: There was actually a ride shaped like a helicopter at the last fair I went to, which is what inspired all of this art!)

Of course, there's nothing wrong with having fun in a more relaxed way. Henry might need some downtime away from the crowds, and Charles and Ellie are happy to accommodate.

Who doesn't like a little face paint every once in a while? (Bonus points if you know what the significance of the symbols are!)

A day at the fair can be long and exhausting, but there's still stuff going on after dark! Maybe Charles is a little sensitive to loud noises, or maybe Ellie is legally barred from being near gunpowder, but there's nothing like a picnic under the fireworks to wrap up a fun day!

Technically, fairs and carnivals and such are more late summer things than early winter things, but I had fun making these pictures! I hope you like them too!

[sonicasura]

Kafka and Psaro's home

This was it, the last time in a long time they would see there original home.

It was... emotional to say the least for Kafka to leave this house. It's were so many memories were made.

The house were Psaro's first words were said

The house were Psaro celebrated his first Birthday

The house were Kafka watched Psaro beat his very first videogame Pokemon Scarlet ( Psaro's a gamer just like his papa)

And so, so many other cherished memories that Kafka and Psaro would have to leave behind now.

It felt like an eternity as Kafka and Psaro packed there belongings, everything that was of value to them. Pictures, movies, plushies, clothes, videogames, and a couple other items of importance, too the duo. While these items seemed childish they were important to both Father and Son, as these were the things that they bounded with over the years ( and well Kafka still was a child at heart you know) each packed with the up most care and placed within the armor van.

Psaro: Papa? * Sniff*

Kafka: What is it buddy?

Psaro: Wil-Will we b-be * Hiccup* ok?

That question broke Kafka's heart, the sheer fear eminating from Psaro, made Kafka want to soothe that fear. To tell him that everything would be alright and they would be back home soon and watch some Pokemon or Yo-Kai-Watch.

Though... that would be a lie, Kafka had no idea what was going to happen next, so Kafka decided to say this.

Kafka: Psaro, I'm not sure if everything is going to be ok, however I do know that I will be right next to you the entire way, and no one will hurt you or me. This will be tough however I know your strong, just like me. We can overcome this together, now * Brings out Goobert plush* Goobert is worried about you and he feels rhat if you hold him you will feel better.

Psaro did just that, finding comfort in the Slime plush in these trying times

Kafka: Now come on bud, whatever comes our way we will face it together

Placing the last of there belongings in the armor van they entered the vehicle that was surronded by Defense Force agents and were driven off to the base to be placed in protective custody.

However out the sight of everyone they didn't notice a strange Gargoyle like creature, that was pink, had a bird like face and horns, and sported a blue tunic, shoes and sword.

????: CAW, CAW, I can't believe it, after all these years we finally found you my King. CAW, I must go report this to the others immediately.

As the strange creature flew off towards parts unknown, no one could predict what the future held

They will see their house again but it'll take awhile for the arrangements to be made. Luckily the terrain is perfect for training or running tests with Psaro's more monstrous form so a small outpost would be installed nearby before our the family comes back. Mina is kind enough to hire someone to upkeep the house until then.

Looks like the game to determine Psaro's fate has begun with the arrival of the Hawkman. The DQ gods have seen his various paths(the games) alongside the potential change he could bring to all. A few decided that Psaro deserve a second chance and reborn his soul in a different world so he would flourish.

I will say the Zenith Dragon is not behind this and was very miffed about it. Especially when word somehow got out to Monsterkind about their late master's revival. There is one more surprise that nobody expected though.

A side effect Psaro's caretaker, Kafka had inherited from the powerful bond he formed with his son. The ability to not only tame Monsters but also kaiju similar to a monster wrangler. Something that becomes known on the night Kafka gains his powers and accidentally turn the Spider Yoju that would attack Futaba's family into a Summoning Medal upon its defeat(think DQ Warriors mixed with Yokai Watch.)

You can say he really earn his Kaiju Tamer title there.

[rosehippiefield]

I'm not sure one can conclude with certainty that Midori was the one to plant seeds for mistrust in Shin's mind when the only scene we've had of their dynamic in the past had Midori directly telling Shin not to be hard on himself. There's far more evidence pointing to Shin's mistrust of people stemming from how he was treated by others as a result of being so physically weak, and thus having his entire identity being invalidated, and that Midori was only able to get so close to him because he made a consistent effort for his mission. Compare a possible dialogue option during the Final Attraction where Shin mentions how his hands are described as those of "one who doesn't work"(despite him working at a convenience store that requires manual labor) to Midori telling Shin to "do his part" when he offers his support to meet him with his sibling, or how Shin consistently lies about his interests while displaying them proudly in Midori's house. And the reason that Shin's putting the relationship under so much scrutiny now probably has more to do with that same person he felt so comfortable with being a major player in the death game he's in. That doesn't paint the picture of someone who had his trust in people betrayed by the relationship itself, but rather the abrupt ending of the relationship.

Once again, my post is quite long

My reasons for thinking Midori is the one responsible for Shin's mistrust are mainly:

Words of AI Shin who said he felt restless in Midori's presence, unnerved when Midori looked at him;

The fact that real Shin did feel relief when Midori dissapeared;

Shin's behavior in death game. He took Sou's name and persona, and his Midori-like actions weren't most noble (using Kanna, indirectly killing Mishima and Joe etc). It wasn't something he wanted to do, he got rid of "Shin Tsukimi", the real him. And the newborn" Sou Hiyori" wasn't very pleasant person. He copied traits that would allow him to survive rather then traits of a person he truly considered a friend (not that it wasn't entirely true, his attitude toward Midori could be inconsistent, but I believe it wasn't the priority).

As to being treated poorly by others for being weak, I agree with you, it was likely factor to contribute to his worldview of "strong eat the weak". But in my opinion Midori also played part in it. I doubt Shin felt truly comfortable with person who made him sweat and took photos of him without permission. Yes, he did opened up, partly because he needed at least somebody to befriend him and didn't want that person to leave. As to why Shin displayed his interests, we can't say for sure it was his idea full of enthusiasm. It could simply come from Midori pressuring him into it, we have little proof of either. So, from my perspective this frienship wasn't all sunshine and rainbows, even if there were moments of support.

Finally, I treat comparisons that you have provided about lying about his interests as cause-effect relationships. Shin was hurt not only by abrupt dissapearance of Midori (though as I mentioned he was kind of glad), later he got to know that his friend was actually not from his school. What thoughts would that lead to, taking into consideration how he was afraid of said friend? It caused suspicion and while reflecting on everything they had, Shin could come to conclusion that Midori didn't only enjoy seing him scared, he befriended him for a reason and not only pure desire to help. All red flags became apparent, he was in something strange and 100% unhealthy. Maybe he was used, he, weak both physically and mentally, by strong all-knowing Midori. That could very well be the root for his cynicism. That's why he didn't want to open up easily anymore, that's why he lied about his interests. Because he did it earlier and it wasn't the right choice.

All in all, in my book Shin felt betrayed not only by abrupt ending, but by relationship itself. Once again, I agree to disagree

[kyouxa]

Amnesia World: Normal World (Spade Story)

In terms of the gameplay: Whenever you´re given a choice in the game, the translation will lead to the different choices. The name of your MC will be Y/N (your name) in the translation, but in game screenshots it might mention my name.

Ikki: …Mm, Mhm… !

Haha, stop. No matter what, this isn’t right.

Nova: …Is he okay?

Ikki: Haha, Y/N. Sorry, sorry. I just remembered something and had to laugh.

I was just giving Ken some advice on how to serve the customers on the floor. And he dropped this masterpiece—

“I’m here to pick you up. Come this way, please.”

He said that to himself in the mirror with a straight face.

Nova: …Pfff.

Ikki: It was so difficult to hold back my laughter. My stomach muscles are about to hurt.

And if I think about him saying something like that while wearing a costume that day—

Choices

1) It’s rude to laugh at him

2) …..

— It’s rude to laugh at him

Ikki: Even though you say that, it seems like you’re holding it back as well.

— …..

Ikki: It’s okay, Y/N. No need to force yourself.

If you laugh about it now, I won’t blame you. Let it all out.

Nova: I can’t stand it… Is he sure he doesn’t want to give up on him?

Ikki: …That was tough. When he acts like that, it really makes me want to laugh.

I’ll report every detail of Ken’s practice to you from now on.

Nova: That’s so evil of him… Are you trying to make us die from laughter, Ikki… !?

end Choices

Ikki: I’ll have to get Ukyo to take some photos of Ken’s fine appearance on that day.

Once I have my hands on a picture, I’ll print it in poster size and hang it up in the store.

Nova: …How can he think of something so mean like that so easily? Aren’t these two best friends?

Place: Home

Nova: Fulfilling other people's wishes is going rather well. If the event is a success…

We should’ve collected enough to restore your memories. It’ll still take a while for you to return to your real self, though.

Y/N: What about your memories?

Nova: Mine? Eh, what are you talking about?

A-Ahh… come to think of it, I had amnesia as well. It didn’t affect my daily life so I even forgot about that.

To answer your question, the answer is no. I still don’t remember.

All I remember is that I served some greater God…

What kind of a spirit am I? What kind of a life did I live? —And what’s my real name?

The only things I can’t remember are related to my own existence… Isn’t that strange?

Y/N: …You really don’t remember anything?

Nova: Eh, did I say or do something weird?

As soon as my memories come back, I’ll let you know. There’s no reason to hide that.

Don’t worry about me, you need to prioritize yourself.

I think it’s just temporary memory loss caused by the shock we experienced.

And even if I don’t get mine back, I can always look for other spirits after I separate from you.

Anyways, look at this. It’s the thing you borrowed from Toma this afternoon.

— A 2D fighting game, DK. 

Hehe… from the moment I heard of it, I wanted to play it.

Personally, I wanted to try using the spirit that appears in the second one…

But this isn’t the original game anyway. We have to push through with the original characters until the hidden ones become playable. 

If I remember correctly, the special move command was ○△→←↑□□×↓←→←.

Y/N: …..

Nova: …What’s wrong? Is there something on my face, Y/N?

Ah, could it be that you’re disappointed there’s no sharp-tongued prime minister among the characters… ?

*This is a reference to AMNESIA memories, Toma’s route. We played a game named Destiny Kingdom when Toma trapped us in his apartment, and one of the characters was a prime minister. 

[ikoninovelist]

Well Hello There!

(image description: A trainer card. The trainer is listed as Saga and features a shiny delphox named Hilda, a Sylveon named Sophie, a Gengar named Yubaba, an Iron Valiant named Valentine, a Shaymin named Coraline, and a Rockruff named Tippetarius. Saga is a brunette with short wavy hair, brown eyes, a bit chubby, and wearing a dark pink blouse with a light pink ribbon.)

Hey there, I'm Saga, a freelance writer and Novelist. I'm on retainer with Backpacker's monthly which gives me the opportunity to travel all over the world and see all kinds of things! I'm still happy to take commissions for PR pieces and Op-eds and the like. The Miss Christy Mysteries aren't quite enough to pay the bills after all.

Oh! Speaking of which, you can find my books here. It's a series about a P.I. and her Gardevoir who investigate strange happenings in their little town.

Anyway, that's enough about me. I'm sure you guys are much more interested in hearing about my pokemon, so here they are!

((Scroll down to Read More for OOC blog details))

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Hilda - A Delphox and my actual starter from my pokemon journey days. I got lucky and won a lottery for her. No way could my parents have payed for my starter, let alone a shiny Fennekin. She's a bit of a diva sometimes, and can be very overdramatic, but she's really a sweetheart. Named her Hilda after seeing some pictures of what she'd grow into and figured it had a real witchy vibe.

Sophie - A Sylveon I caught as an Eevee. Eevee are actually surprisingly common in the Scioval region where I grew up (it's a couple regions southwest of Unova if you're curious) so I caught her pretty early on. She's very shy but also really affectionate when she gets to know someone. I named her after Sophie Hatter from Howl's Moving Castle Yubaba - Okay, you probably guessed this one. Yes, she's named after Yubaba from Spirited Away, though she's certainly a lot more like Zeniba. I caught her as a haunter while on a ghost tour in Symphonia City. Never did see a ghost that wasn't just a ghost type pokemon on that tour. At any rate, Yuba is pretty much the mom of the group; a prankster through and through as most healthy Gengar are, but heaven help anyone who messes with the rest of the team.

Coraline - Discovered with a bunch of other shaymin while I was traveling to do a piece for Backpacker's in Floaroma. I hadn't seen one before so I just assumed it was a common Sinnoh pokemon. Coraline kept following me into my AirBnB so I eventually decided to just catch her and take her home with me. It literally wasn't until I was going through customs that I found out she was a mythical and therefore kind of an endangered species. I'm honestly surprised, but grateful that, after a mountain of paperwork, I was allowed to keep her. She is my brave little Coraline who doesn't battle because she's too busy finding new ways to con me out of more snacks. Tippetarius - I usually just call him Tip. Found him as a puppy at the local shelter shortly after I moved to Ikoni. He didn't have a name yet, so I decided to name him after Ozma's alter-ego from The Marvelous Land of Oz. I do hope he doesn't turn out to be a secret fairy princess though. That would be pretty awkward for both of us. He's a little rascal and very playful. His favorite game is tug-of-war, though he's accidentally cut through his toys more than once when I take too long to file down the stones in his neck ruff. Like Coraline, I do not use him for battle. He is just a good, good, boy.

And speaking of good boys -

(image description: An ID for specialty pokemon featuring a Riolu named Shadow whose status is listed as "Service Pokemon")

Shadow is a service pokemon I received about three years ago. Lil guy helps me remember to take my meds and helps me with emotional regulation primarily. Apparently they named him shadow because he just really liked following the MAS trainers around and I wasn't about to name him something different just to fit a theme, lol. He's always very serious but like... in the way that a very serious child is serious. He's not about to turn down snacks or refuse to fetch a ball on his downtime, but he will take both activities very seriously.

Finally, as of June 29, 2024, Valentine the Iron Valiant (or, Vallade I guess?) has joined our family since stowing away in my luggage. They seem a lot calmer since turning on default settings, but they still love strawberry pokepuffs! I have a lot to learn about taking care of them.

So that's me and my little family. I look forward to interacting with you guys and maaaybe getting some commissions in... if you want. No pressure.

OOC Notes:

This is an OC Pokemon IRL Ask Blog. As such all in character posts will be tagged #pkmn irl.

This is a side blog for Ikoni Dweebs. All asks will show up as if coming from that blog but will be signed off by Saga.

As stated above, Saga is a freelance writer. I would genuinely be delighted to write pieces for others in the community as Saga if other blogs want to "commission" her (no real money exchanged, just imaginary, lol) Note however that her moral stances mean an evil team blog is going to have to be pretty sneaky and persuasive to convince her to write for them.

Saga lives in my fan-created region of Ikoni, which is a parallel of Washington State, and grew up in the Scioval region, which is a parallel for Ohio. You can find details on Ikoni on the pinned post for the Ikoni Dweebs blog. Scioval is not very fleshed out and mostly serves as closer connection between her and Unova.

This blog will use strong language at times, but is uninterested in NSFW content.

This blog only follows other IC blogs. If you follow this blog and I like your non-IC blog I might follow it from my main, non rp account.

This blog is friendly towards Sapient Pokemon accounts, eebydeebies, and hybrids

The Following ask types are on

Pelliper Mail/Malice

Musharna Mail/Malice

Rotom Leak

Data Leak

Finally, the picrew I used for Saga's appearance can be found here

[sketchalicious]

by god you understand

ramble under the cut i wanna geek out about this so bad lol

sorry to ramble a bit about the layton family, but their flaws in constantly trying to live up to this standard/deal with their main conflict is so interesting because you almost don't expect it from the children of layton of all things. like ,,, sure you'd understand the expectation, but like from an outsider standpoint it feels so strange, like youd think there should be some sort of proper maturity about it at least. at their core they really are like their dad though

im not gonna go on a tirade about how neglectful layton may be as a parent but they all have a common trait of going after some adventure rather than handling what's important. an example for layton is him going after katrielle's father despite there ,,kind of not really being a large benefit (and also generally not being in the picture anymore.) he's smart enough to understand that the pros dont outweigh the cons in possibly leaving katrielle completely alone, should something go wrong. if the canon considered alfendi, the same goes for him as well - neglecting the both of them for the sake of some fruitless adventure with the idea that it could possibly be righteous. those stakes are all for only one child, might i add.

outside of his kids though layton just has a huge problem with neglecting his main responsibilities - dude was never a detective but is very frequently treated to be like one, so much so to the point where his kin decided to take up that role. as a professor he put his job in jeopardy tons of times for the sake of adventure.

katrielle and alfendi neglect their main conflicts in their own ways. (i gotta replay mystery room to get a proper grasp at it so forgive me if this portion of the ramble is stupid lol,) the both of them are clearly at least a little bit tormented by the loss of layton, especially since it happened at such a young age. i feel like the both of them handle these emotions through some sort of escapism and dancing around the issue, though one is clearly more angry about it than the other.

katrielle is hopeful and sees her father in a better light, but wants so badly too to become her own person despite him. either way she misses him dearly. alfendi however is a lot more blunt about how he feels towards him. and i don't have a lot of proof regarding his opinion, that line of dialogue "forget hershel, I am layton" really gives me the feeling that he's not on good terms with layton. though i doubt he's addressing this anger properly with how infrequently layton is mentioned in-game.

all that said i do really like the idea of them having arguments about layton himself. the idea that katrielle is constantly defending their father while alfendi is trying to make her see him for what he thinks he is is SUCH an interesting thought. i do believe that they'd both be too emotional to have a genuine talk about it, and my personal headcanon is that they're apart solely because of this conflict (and also just arguments about who should "take his place," with katrielle probably winning by taking up the logo and the hat silhouette). but in canon i really don't think that's the case and that is greatly upsetting lmfao

to answer your question that u probably dont want answered but im gonna answer anyway:

i have an inkling the canon is that they could've been raised separately, hence why we haven't had a genuine canon interaction, and that mystery room takes place after layton is found. (like directly after.) that said i only have one piece of evidence for this idea and its a spoiler lol so i wont state it, plus it's pretty weak. but i think their timelines just clash big time and level 5 just never figured out how to organize it properly.

i really really hope we get a season 2 of the anime because lord knows what i would give to know the canon dynamic of the family and if they really did argue/have conflicts. they are such a perfect fit for a "functional" dysfunctional family and i think it would be REALLY sicknasty for it to be one of layton's flaws to be a kind of crap father despite how great of a man he is. it humanizes them in a way i love sm i have so many ideas i want to draw . okay ramble over sorry to anyone who had to scroll this far ty though pray emoji

hi heres another interest.uhhh layto n siblings arguing about who deserves the layton name . ft an adultish design of flora

[kreativekershaw]

Illuminating I

It was hard to picture my parents as evil. We were happy, my mother would sing me lullabies and my father would swing me around the room. Yet when I left Umbrella Corporation behind after learning what they really did, they didn’t follow me. As I took a final glance at my parents before rushing out the door with Luis all I got in return was an icy glare and the promise that as soon as I was out of their sights they would run to tell Dr. Spencer of my desertion. 

I had been raised in the Spencer Mansion, my parents had been some of the first employees at the pharmaceutical company, Umbrella. Due to that we had been considered “family.” It was probably great for us, I had an entire mansion full of scientists that would help look after me. I was seen as their hope for the future. So whilst I ran around the mansion playing games and exploring hidden entrances, my parents were beneath it in the underground lab performing experiments. 

I knew that a lab existed because while the halls were empty during the day at night there were almost a hundred adults whose conversations ended as I would approach, leading to false ones and questions about my studies. 

Everyone was preparing for me to become a scientist like them. Oswald, the owner of Umbrella and the mansion we all stayed in, smiled sickly as I approached. 

I had never seen any of his own children if he had them so everyone seemed to believe I was being prepped to take over. 

Which played into how everyone spoke of what a fine researcher I would make, and it was something I wanted more than anything. To be like all the smiling adults around me, to make my parents proud and repay Oswald for his kindness. 

One night I had woken from a nightmare and could hear another little girl somewhere in the distance screaming. I stood at my bedroom door clutching the handle. If I opened it my parents would be there. I was sure they would protect me and know what the noise had really been. 

But their room had been empty. I should have gone back to my room, it was what parents always told me to do when strange things happened but I thought of the screams and wondered if they were in danger too. So I opened another door and headed towards the secret entrance to the basement. 

One more door, and I saw what they had tried to keep from me. 

Tanks filled with blue liquid with small children floating inside. I gasped, falling back in horror before noticing the real commotion. In the center of the room was a horribly deformed creature. All my parents' friends were holding it down as a man approached. The glance at his face revealed it was my father. 

I ran away. Forgetting to gently close the door it slammed and I ran faster, as if I could outrun the truth I had just exposed.

It was the end of my peaceful life I was sure. I had disobeyed and broke the only rule I had been given but only one person followed. 

My mother found me immediately, I had ran back to our rooms after all. Curled in her bed sheets she sat next to me, pet my head and held me close. Her voice quietly sings my lullaby. 

“Somewhere, my love

There will be songs to sing.”

The tears that had been streaming down my face slowed to a stop though they still stained her coat. She spoke softly about how the children who were sick, Umbrella was making something to help them become stronger. 

That was what all the doctors were trying to do, that is what my schooling was supposed to teach me to do. To help save them. 

She was firm as she told me I was safe but I was never to go to the lab again in case I got sick as well. I nodded my head wanting to believe in my parents and the safety they were creating. Soon I drifted back off to sleep as my mother sang my lullaby once again. 

“Now on my own, think of me now and then

Godspeed, my love, ‘til you are mine again.”

—

Everyone pretended it had never happened and once again my time was spent alone wandering the mansion grounds. 

But I was looked at with a weary eye now. It was rare I was not allowed to be somewhere, and I had not learnt from my stint in the lab and using the secret hallways I made my way to the foyer. It was quiet despite the guards standing around, guards I had not seen before. 

Until voices approached the front door, this is what got my attention. It was so rare for someone new to show up. A gentle knock before a man entered followed by a woman and child. I nearly jumped out in excitement. This was another child! Someone to play with, before the joy even fully registered the guards stepped forward. They were… detained. I remembered my mothers words. Trying to fix sick children, that was what they worked for under the floorboards. 

Despair filled my body as I slipped back to my room. My mind being infected with the ideas of the sick children. Was I one of them? Was that why I had no one to play with?

A few hours passed before someone came to collect me. I was dressed up, clearly whatever I witnessed in the entrance today had pleased Oswald. We were having a party. 

It was usually a call for joy but I could only think of a sickness hiding in my body. Why else was I not allowed to leave here? 

I smiled and answered all Oswald's questions, did as my parents rehearsed. I was supposed to be an investment and it was time to prove my worth. 

Yet my brain never stopped and as my parents walked me back to bed I quietly asked my mother if I was sick. 

She looked at me quizzically as my father picked me up, holding me to his eyes. 

“Now why would you ask a question like that Jennifer?” 

They were asking if I had seen the little girl, I knew that would be bad so I cast my eyes down, lying just slightly,

“I wasn’t allowed to leave my room today, did I get sick?”

My father chuckled, seemingly put at ease… I had answered right.

AN: I got sick of looking for a Leon fanfic that actually had more story than just a rewrite of RE2 or 4 so I started to make up my own. I do have ideas of what I want to happen and how I want to thread in game and movie plotlines though there is still a bit of a build up before we even get to see the boy unfortunately. I also can't promise this will be any good it's mostly me writing down my daydreams so a real lack of proper story will probably also be prevalent.