#the forgotten spaces ask

[oddinary4bts]

I have found you again!! I used to read The Forgotten Spaces back when you were still updating but then I took a break abd somehow never found the way to that fic.

Honestly it's so hard to search for things on here. But I have finally found it and plan to resume reading where I stopped. I lovee the fic, I love the angst(sometimes you really need something to tear your heart apart and now I'm in one of those moods).

Welcome back bby✨ I hope you enjoy reading the rest of the fic🤗

[urghblergh]

Tailoring clothes is an intimate business. ✨

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #58 Part 3

Gotham Academy High School was the sort of school where almost everyone was elite in some way or another. Some of them were from old money like Damian who held himself up to a very high standard in his academics and was the top of the class. Others from new money like Dash and the rest of his cohorts became very hateful of somebody like Danny who was given a scholarship by Bruce Wayne, in their eyes Danny was taking advantage of Damian not even knowing that Damian approached Danny for companionship two years ago.

This also meant that everyone including the teachers would compare Danny and Damian to each other even though they weren’t brothers. That didn’t matter though as Danny was associated with them so that was all the reason they needed.

Danny groaned as he sunk into the seat next to Damian. The lunchroom was filled with chatting students and Danny was glad he shared the next class with Damian, which happened to be English. Dash never bothered Danny when Damian was around, probably because Damian had threatened the jock. How he was threatened Danny didn’t know, Damian never told him what happened and he was a little scared to ask. 

The guy hadn’t stopped harassing Danny since he and Jazz transferred a couple years ago. The school year had barely begun and Dash had made Danny his primary target like he was making up for lost time over the summer. Danny sighed as he dropped his paper bagged lunch on the table with a little plop. Jazz had packed for him this morning hopefully before his parents arrived and contaminated the entire kitchen.

“Dash again?” his sister asked across the table, she was seated next to Tim.

“I was paired against him in dodgeball again,” Danny lamented, his head resting on his arms that were crossed on the table.

“Danny, could you just talk to Mr. Lancer or something?” Jazz asked before she took a bite from her sandwich.

Danny sighed again and unpacked his lunch, “I have but no one will listen! They all act like I’m lying or something.” The teachers at this school probably wouldn’t listen to a charity case like him. Dash was a football player and had plans to become captain of the team. Everyone at the school loved Dash and it was precisely why everyone except maybe the four students at the table they were seated looked down and sometimes even bullied Danny.

Danny ignored it all eventually, it was better just to let the jock tire himself out. 

Once Danny and Damian finished eating they made their way to English. Luckily it was easy to carry the material for a class that only required a small binder and whatever book they were reading, in this case it was ‘gone with the wind’. Danny didn’t really care about reading old literature like this but he did what he had to maintain the grades he had. He’d endure anything, even Dash’s bullying, to become an astronaut.

Danny could hardly concentrate today through his afternoon classes. For some reason he had a bad feeling that something was going to happen. He tried his best to ignore it, he was probably just tired or something. Soon the school day was out and Danny packed up whatever homework he had for the day and headed outside to wait with Jazz. Damian and Tim were probably wrapping up their classes. Tim had an AP class that ran an extra 30 minutes and Damian’s last class was art, they were doing a painting and it wasn’t unusual for Damian to finish up what he was working on as he found out over the last few years that he enjoyed painting.

“… Do you think it’ll work?” Jazz asked a hint of hesitation in her voice. Danny knew she was talking about the portal, the both of them had talked about it before. Danny glanced over at his sister, he could tell she was having trouble sleeping lately, her face looked tired and her posture was stiff with her arms crossed in front of her. Both of them had anxiety about the possibilities the portal possessed, and they were especially worried that their parents wouldn’t take it well if the portal didn’t work. 

He was equally concerned that it would work. “I hope not…” he said eventually. It was something that brought the siblings closer as the whole of their family fell apart. How their parents managed to pull off getting the funding in the first place seemed to be a miracle. Everyone called their parents crazy and dismissed all of their science as ludicrous garbage.

Danny wondered how they even managed to stay under Batman's radar, he thought that something like this would be cause for the vigilante to look into it but maybe the thought of ghosts was just that outlandish that even the dark knight himself thought it to be crazy too. Danny himself didn’t believe in anything his parents published, some of the papers even seemed to be biased somehow, even though his parents hadn’t ever actually encountered a ghost. That last part was probably the reason no one bothered to actually investigate his parents, there wasn’t really much to investigate.

The siblings waited in silence and eventually Tim and Damian showed up after their classes and the four headed to Alfred waiting by the car. 

If anyone tried to start a conversation with Danny he wasn’t paying attention. If he was being honest, his parents' portal scared him a lot. He wasn’t sure why he felt so nervous about it, both him and Jazz renounced the thought that ghosts could exist. Something deep down in his guts told him that he should turn and run, that what his parents were attempting was taboo and that his parents were tampering with forces unimaginable. 

No one was going to listen to a fourteen year old though so Danny kept his feelings to himself and ignored them. 

Soon they were pulled in front of their apartment and true to their word, Damian and Tim asked Alfred to park nearby. Danny and Jazz took a hesitant glance at each other as they walked into the house. 

[nobodysuspectsthebutterfly]

Hello Butterfly! Sorry for a weird ask, but i could have sword that i've seen somewhere on your blog a link to an old writeup of r+l=j theory. the info there was the usual, careful combing thru Ned's POV chapters for proof, but i remember it *looking* old, like the most barebones of a webpage, just text on a white background, no header, no footer, barely any margins on the text. not a part of an old forum or anything either, but like someone just made that one page of theory and hosted it themselves. now i'm looking around for it and i simply can't find it :( if you know what im talking about, could you link it? if not, nvm, i know this is a crazy long shot. thank you!!

Not at all a weird ask, believe me! You're asking about the really ancient ASOIAF FAQ I found once, don't worry, I still remember it. This is the FAQ, it was made before AFFC, and was last updated in 2003. (It's hosted on Angelfire, which often amazes me that it's still going, but hey, good luck for us. You can even still make your own Web 1.0-style site there!) And this is the page on the question of Jon's parentage, which concludes that R+L=J is the most logical answer. It's still one of the best resources on that question, lacking only the primary evidence developments in AFFC (the Gilly's baby switcheroo) and ADWD (Bran's vision of Lyanna stick-swordfighting and of Ned praying that Jon and Robb become "close as brothers"). Hope that helps!

[askthekirbysquad]

Tragically, Tumblr doesn't allow enough options to include every game, so Dream Land 1 was removed </3 (and tragically I couldn't include an option for the spinoffs either </3 )

[aquaregiaart]

Maglor (+ closeup of alternate version,) a gift for dear @samarqqand.

[thegreatyin]

How did you manage to handle not one, but FOUR separate accounts in fl? I recently made the account for my HD little guy but having to do the tutorial again just seems miserable

there's... weirdly several answers to that question, actually??

a HUGE part of it is due to the way FL is structured. the 10-minute action timer is a core part of the game on a fundamental level, and the fact that i can very easily run out of stuff to do on one character and thus have an excuse to quickly and easily swap to another is just... convenient? satisfying? i'm not entirely sure how to explain it. the fact that i can make progress even while i am fundamentally simultaneously Not Making Progress is like pure dopamine for my freak insane awful little brain. there's just something really pleasing about spending all of my actions pursuing The Goal Of The Day™ on one account before casually swapping to another and doing the same without feeling like i'm wasting time or acting to the first account's explicit detriment. the downtime helps! the recharge time helps! the structure really really works!!

i'm technically only actively playing three, maybe two accounts minimum. the only reason the fourth (the one that'll be my future BaL playthrough) currently exists at all is so i can get his earlygame completely out of the way now and not have to waste time running through it all later, when what i actually want to do is play the ambition i've made myself wait a full year to play. and also getting free goodies as seasonal stuff happens,, something something surprise tools to help us later. the only two accounts i'd say i'm really "actively playing" at the moment are caeru and lark- and of the two, lark takes the most priority, since his ambition is the one i'm currently pursuing in earnest. for a couple months now- despite being My Main FL Character- the scoundrel has actually been pretty inactive on a gameplay front outside of the occasional progression in TLC and discordance content. purely by virtue of having Very little left to do outside of Very long-term grinds and vanities. they're in their "now what?" "now you can start playing the game" era. they've graduated to previous protagonist background cameo in a sequel anime series. they're like the yin FLPC equivalent of red at the top of mount silver. they're Literally just vibing rn. i only keep posting about them regardless because i'm insane and i will never ever ever ever ever let that bat go. but yeah, big TLDR, outside of doing the bare minimum to keep making waves/notability up every week, i'm not actually spending that much time on accounts i'm not currently actively interested in playing. and that accounts for way more gaming spoons than you might think.

i have a virtually lifelong history of playing MMOs, especially and specifically world of warcraft. i was born in the endless grind for useless video game pixel vanities and/or bragging rights. molded by it. you all have merely adapted to doing the same piece of content a pointlessly excessive amount of times for literally no reason besides whimsy and folly. me? i've done my time. i've served my sentence. i've spent weeks doing the original burning crusade netherwing dailies. i've devoted days to running praetorium over and over and over again, back-to-back, nonstop, long before square enix cut it in half and made it NOT take at minimum an hour and a half per run. i've perfected my silverwastes + auric basin goldfarming strategies. i've (almost) crafted dragonwrath tarecgosa's rest. i've killed the sha of anger so many times its dying scream of agony is embedded into the very fabric of my being. ""only"" doing making your name content four times over? that is nothing to me. it means nothing to me. it is so infinitesimal i can do the persuasive seduction quests in my sleep. it's not a matter of handling misery, or having the capacity, or even sighing as i remember the brass embassy raid segment of the watchful questline seriously i don't know why i keep forgetting that exists or what even is my problem with it i just am so consistently mildly inconvenienced by it and its highly specific resource requirements and it is the worst thing ever. maybe i'm just so used to the scoundrel's near-infinite money and troves of disposable items that i've completely forgotten what being poor is like. despite having done that step 3 fucking times now. ahem. anyway. i have transcended the feeble mortal bindings of my resistant-to-grinding flesh and ascended to a higher plane of enlightenment, they may call me insane but they will be the ones left laughing when they see what that "insanity" has wrought, i've usurped them, i've usurped them all-

hacks and coughs and awkwardly clears my throat. i mean. uh. um. Ahem.

the empress' court artistry + tales of the university nerfs helped too.

[oddinary4bts]

heyy would it be possible to get another tiny snippet from the tfs sequel plz? If u don’t mind😊

Ofc I don't mind! Here's a snippet from the third part of the sequel (under the cut bc spoilers and also warning swear words) ->

“Fuck you,” he growls. “Who knew you were so easy to hate?” Something akin to memory takes shape in your mind. The memory of your early days, the years before you even ended up together. When insults were common between you, when hate was prominent in your relationship. Who knew you’d circle back to it one day? “Hate me, then,” you challenge him. “Hate me, Jungkook. Hate me until you’re not crying over me anymore. Hate me until you’ve moved on and started loving someone else.” He doesn’t answer anything. He just holds your gaze, unyielding, hatred and hurt and longing swirling in his eyes in a melting pot you can’t quite follow. And then you realize that this is why you followed him. Closure, for him perhaps. Because you want him to hate you just as much as you hate yourself. At least then you can still have something in common with him.

[e-adlirez]

“Okay girls, time to shape up! I got us a map of the place that we can use!”

(If you saw this more than once I reuploaded it because it wasn't showing up in the tag for some reason. Might be because I edited the post multiple times?)

Yes this is a floor plan of the gym plus points of interest when I said I am committed to this fic I meant I am COMMITTED to this fic

(NOT UP TO SCALE)

Original sketch below the cut!

(5/26/2023)

[asktotallyhuman]

You trained all the guards? You must be one hell of a fighter, huh?

"Only Captain Scorsen and Commander Attenburg can come close to besting me in combat, and that is why they are my top 2 heads of command."

[stinkrascal]

How do you place out your lots since Forgotten Hollow is TINY for no reason.

helloooo! the only lots i have placed in forgotten hollow are vlad's house, the vatore's house, and one of the base game houses that came w the world, i didn't move anything i just decorated those lots as they stood. every other location used in standstill was taken in different worlds. i use a specific set of trees when decorating FH and i put those same trees around the other lots so they look somewhat cohesive, using the TOOL mod to place trees outside of the lot and obscure the background helps too. these scenes here and here were taken in henford, and the beginning of this scene was taken at glimmerbrook. i simply pretend they're all forgotten hollow 🦇

[sui-imi]

How would Roo react to meeting Frisk? Like, does he act normal or go quiet?

As a precaution, he always JUDGEs/CHECKs everyone he comes across. Anyone with LV 5+ makes him nervous. 10+ and he's outta there.

So how he acts around Frisks depends on their LV, really. If the LV is fine, then he'll be friendly.

But for some reason, whenever he sees a Frisk, a tiny part of him feels... scared? He doesn't understand why.

[cali-kabi]

Can I say your art is extrmely pretty?

🍄💫~ Aw omg thank you so much I’m so happy to hear that about my art style😭💖💫💜

[the-adventures-of-dave]

do you have a name we can refer to you by? (tbh I’ve mostly been referring to you as Dave also)

Honestly I think most people in online cat circles refer to me as Dave 😂 Elsewhere online I go by Wren!

[cryptidwithacopiccollection]

Which characters from Star Blazers would have [tumblr] accounts, if any?

Hoooohboy. This one will be specific to their dub characterizations because that's the version I've seem most recently

Derek Wildstar: maybe? If he did he'd likely be a sparse lurker, only really following his friend/crewmate's blogs & almost exclusively hoarding posts in his likes. His biggest footprint would probably be asks, most of which would be sent Venture & Nova

Mark Venture: He feels like your standard tumblr user. May or may not have had a couple posts about the shenanigans he and Wildstar got up to while they were cadets get pretty popular. Said blog is not connected to his irl identity, so it's a little jarring for his followers to see him randomly go from reblogging memes to posting that a highly respected member of the space force routinely drinks soup out of a coffee thermos

Nova Forrester: if she did have one, she'd be an occasional poster, likely running a medical tip/doctorial blog with no personal footprint (i.e: what to do if you have a heart attack or stuff your nursing staff wants you to tell them before surgery) I could also see her possibly having a relatively low-key personal blog.

Sandor: yes. Considered a local tumblr cryptid, their blog is known by most for their A grade quips and comebacks, and, to a small subset of people, their disconcerting knowledge about what is definitely classified research, such as warp engines. They're mutuals with Nova's medical blog, often adding on to her posts with suspiciously specific anecdotes. There is no identifying info, though plenty of theories as to who they could be

Eager: yeah. Has a personal blog, often vaugeposting about their coworkers (read: crewmates) being dumbasses. Their recounting of the events of ep. 14's fight breatched containment and the phrase "didn't even get my waffle" is now common tumblr dialect.

Conroy: sadly not.

Homer: probably not, but if they did they'd only use it for a handful of very specific sub-communities

Dash: I honestly can't make heads or tails, but I'm leaning towards no

Doctor Sane: as unlikely as it would be, I find the concept of them running a blog for their cat, Mimi, adorable, so I'll say yes

Orion: Maybe. If Nova has one, he probably has one. His blog would likely run the same as her's, except swap medical advice for mechanical. Occasionally posts about how awesome his grandkids/family are

Captain Avatar: as funny as it would be to say yes, the concept of Wildstar trying to explain tumblr to him is even funnier, so I'm gonna say no.

Queen starsha: no, she's an alien form a separate galaxy cluster, plus tumblr doesn't really seem like her thing

General Lysis: see above

General Krypt: see above

Leader Desslok: realistically no, but I'm throwing all plausibility and canon out the window here, because the leader of the alien species actively trying to exterminate all life on earth inexplicably having a tumblr and knowing how to use it is hilarious

(once I re-watch the sub I'll be able to answer for Kodai & co)

[dailyfatefigures]