#this is why I can only play a persona game like. once every year and a half

[dontmindme2600]

I actually really prefer longer games to shorter ones, but lately shit has been feeling TOO long. Like not only do I just not have the time to finish games this long all the way through, it’s just like really intimidating and I end up stopping early on lmao-

[wandixx]

I just realized that there is literally zero fanfics with Danny Fenton/M'gann M'orzz pairing and idk, am I the only one who see nearly endless potential in it?

I don't know how they met but they're probably pretty fast friends.

With Danny being space nerd, he would ask M'gann all the questions about Mars. At the same time, from what little I know about Miss Martian, she is "Earth nerd" and would ask him all the questions about Earth and what normal teenage life is like, because YL team is not the best study case. Like, only Wally and maybe Artemis (I don't know a thing about her other than 'snarky/blunt archer') had normal human life. He is happy to answer, introducing her to his semi normal life before accident.

They exchanged stories about stars from their respective homes.

Just imagine, Danny binge watching "Hello Megan" just to know what she is talking about and it's not his thing, really, but he learnt to enjoy it because he associated it with M'gann (we can have Jazz being fan too and feeling 'betrayed' because she tried to strongarm her brother to watch it for years and all it took was to cute alien girl to mention it and he is pulling all nighters).

Just imagine, M'gann asking one of her teammates (probably Robin) to teach her to play Doomed, so she can play with her halfa friend and his friends and not ask about every controller. They don't really mind her being newbie but sudden progress doesn't go unnoticed or unpraised.

Everlasting trio inviting her to Nasty Burger every once in a while to talk about random, not hero related things.

Rest of the YJ may not even know about Phantom. They just know about this Danny, M'gann's totally civilian friend, who likes milkshakes and video games.

They share their stories and tips about heroing and powers they have similar. Mostly M'gann shares things she learnt from her uncle or in Mountain because let's be honest, self taught is rarely better than someone with proper mentoring. She for sure helps with ghosts if they attack during her visit, even if Danny tries to shield her from it. "I'm supposed to be your civilian friend, am I not?"

She definitely does what she can to help with his hero PR. She may or may not accidentally convinced rest of the Team she has celebrity crush on underappreciated ghost hero from the middle of the nowhere. They help her, spamming all negative news reports with praises for Phantom from both hero and civilian accounts. It caused some mess, Justice League had questions but Danny was happy so it doesn't matter.

If we go with ghost being super emphatic we can have Danny overwhelmed by everyone's feelings (honest hate his parents have towards his hero persona, confliction of towns people, concern of his friends, excitement of Casper students idk, EVERYTHING) and M'gann helps him overcome it. Later both of them being there for eachother when everything was just too much. Y'know just this mutual understanding that nobody else can really give them.

Maybe some communication troubles because M'gann prefers telepathy and Danny does not like it in a slightest (Freakshow flashbacks or something) but tries to accommodate. Or M'gann doesn't even try because idk, one of telepathy rules is "don't read thoughts of dying person unless they project it to you" and she feels it goes for dead (even if only halfway) too.

They're just vibing with eachother.

Then there is ghost attack outside Amity and Team is send to deal with it. M'gann is surprisingly competent at dealing with everything ghost does while evacuating civilians while someone magic competent is called. Suddenly she stops, gets her phone and makes a call:

"Hey Danny, do you have a moment?" whole team is too shocked to react, because in the love of whatever they believe in, why is Megan calling her civilian friend in the middle of the battle with unknown entity. "It's [insert whatever ghost you want] wrecking havoc. Can you come by at take them to the zone? I don't have thermos on me right now. Thank you."

WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?

Que Danny flying top speed to wherever she is, fights a ghost and contains them. Que someone (maybe Wally) being like:

"When did you wanted to tell us that your civilian friend is a hero?"

M'gann honest to god forgot that Team thought Danny was a civilian.

"I worked quite hard to drag her into as little of my Phantom bullshit as I could. I am proud of being a civilian friend, thank you very much"

They all came in contact together after that.

Martian Manhunter tried to give Fenton a shovel talk but boy was too excited to meet his favourite hero and to focused on not making fool of himself to be actually scared or something. He deals with Skulker on a regular basis anyway, there are very few threats that could actually scare him.

Team members also tried to shovel talk him, just in case. They all failed for one reason or another

Or maybe Danny is already YJ member. Everything above can still happen just without ghost attack. Danny can have issues with Zeta Tubes though. That's a good stuff.

There can be a drama of "I'm your friend only because I'm alien/semi normal, am I not?"

Or we can go with space obsessed Danny going full Vlad on cute alien girl. Y'know, because "that's a halfa thing to do". M'gann is not into that. I'm not really excited about this take but that's a possibility too.

Use it as you will. Just please someone write it

[mrsnancywheeler]

ambrosia wine // finnick odair x f. reader

based off this request

Hello! Congrats on the milestone!!!! Can I request a smut for Finnick with the song “ambrosia wine” by Madds Buckley! (Idk why it reminds me of his capitol persona lol)

masterlist

2.1k words

warnings: smut, more smut, past victor!reader, district 9!reader, sexual tension, reader thinks says she hates Finnick a lot in her head but literally all they do is flirt, dom!Finnick mostly but switch!finnick and reader implied at the end, pnv, unprotected, f!masturbation, use of good girl, degrading, light thigh slapping, unedited, no use of y/n

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Of course you knew who Finnick Odair was, everyone knew who Finnick Odair was. Maybe you even knew him more than most since he'd been nothing if not an ever present thorn in your side. Every Capitol party victors were forced too, each year you would mentor, since every so lucky you was District 9’s youngest, most beloved female victor, which really meant it had been over 20 years since the last one. So every year it was you, and Finnick was so popular that the Capitol always wanted him.

This year you'd barely been able to escape him at all, he'd tracked you down before the tribute parade had even begun. “I thought we were supposed to let the tributes have the glory for once." His honey sweet voice dripped into your ears and you turned around to face him. It was better than staring at the ridiculous costumes your tributes had been dressed in.

“I don't think I'm the one who's distracting.” His shirt was half open and it was impossible to miss how eyes all around were glued to him, with all of his endless charisma. It was also hard to push down the fact that you wanted to be the only one looking at him like that.

Finnick's head tilted, mockingly, as he stepped forward. His fingers traced up the edges of the golden fabric on your plunging neckline and you reminded yourself not to shiver, you couldn't let him overtake your senses. Not again. “It's not like you've left anything to the imagination, pretty girl." The way he always made his voice endlessly seductive was sickening.

You leaned in your face so close that your lips would've brushed against his with another inch, “I think there's a difference between imagining and remembering." You'd always played the game back, but it was so difficult when he sported that cocky smirk.

“Sugar cube?" He asked it, but had already picked one from his pocket and softly pressed it to your lips. He was a menace to living peacefully and it really gave you no choice but to open your mouth just enough for him to slip the tiny block of sugar inside your mouth. “Don't distract too much, I want my tributes to make an entrance this year." Then that terrible man was sucking stray specks of sugar off of his fingers as he walked away.

“That was Finnick Odair." The female tribute, Anona, said in shock as she stepped into the carriage.

"That is in fact, Finnick Odair.” He didn't amaze you anymore, well maybe he did, not in the way it was when the Capitol Darling had first spoken to you, but a different type of amazement. That he was so full of himself yet paid so much attention, that he was insufferable yet you wanted to give into every temptation you'd ever had around him. As you tried to watch the parade your eyes kept finding him, he always stood out, even in the most crowded room. Sometimes he'd catch your eye and you'd look away like you hadn't been staring, a soft movement to feign innocence, but then you'd feel his burning eyes on you. It made it so difficult to not just look back over, let yourself succumb to the urges that wanted to let themselves be known.

By the end of the parade you felt physically hot and sick of yourself for letting yourself be so overwhelmed after one small interaction. Then you'd both made eye contact as you began to bring your tributes to the elevator and the wink he shot you with his self-satisfying smirk, internally it made you want to melt right there. Instead you rolled your eyes and blew him a kiss. Accepting the fact you'd have to fall into the yearly routines of endless flirting and acting like you didn't get yourself off thinking about his touch or the way

You'd just finished getting ready for bed when there was a knock at your door. You opened up to see the very subject of all your problems. There in all of his glory, leaning up against the door frame. “You shouldn't be here." You glared, arms crossed.

“Hello to you too." Finnick clicked his tongue, “Nobody seemed to mind letting me in or telling me which room is yours."

“Doesn't mean that you're wanted."

He hummed, leaning further into the room, “No, but the way you were eye fucking me says I am."

“Oh, aren't you presumptuous." You scoffed, rolling your eyes.

“More perceptive." He was so close now, it made you want to give in. But you couldn't. “I know you want to let me in, in the bedroom, in between those pretty thighs of yours and I'm happy to oblige.” Your breath hitched, the things he did to you were heinous. “C’mon pretty girl, don't you remember last year? How good I made you feel, I can do that again."

Your faces were so close that his nose was about to brush up against yours and you could feel your face burning up. “No."

He leaned back and you mourned the loss of his proximity. “No, you want me to go, or no, you don't remember. Because I can leave or jog your memory." Part of you wanted to tell him to leave, so you could try to rid yourself of the way your stomach churned each time you saw him.

You did remember of course, but it was an enticing offer. An offer that made your thighs clench together. So you stepped away from blocking the door and he got the message, smirking like the egotistical jerk he was as he walked inside.

His fingers tilted your head up, “You're going to have to use your words for me though." Fuck him, it was humiliating to have to talk about what you wanted, to beg him for to.

“Stay." You whispered and finally he kissed you. His lips were addictive as he took the lead, passionate and impatient like he was starved and devouring you whole. As he pushed you down on the bed, staying on top of you until he pulled away. Leaving your breathing heavily, but wishing he'd kept going.

He slid off your pajama pants, “You're such a liar." You looked at him, confused. “Acting like you don't remember last year, I thought maybe you were gonna be a good girl for me. But you're just as pathetic as always." His fingers undoing the buttons on the silk pajama shirt as you tried to catch the breath you were still at a loss for. “I bet you wore that dress today just because you hoped I would see it, like a slut." You couldn't stop yourself from the stifled whimper which you regretted when he had that signature cock smirk on. “See, I remember things about you, like how you're all talk, and how wet it makes you when I'm mean.”

"Finnick, shut up and do something.” You whined and he hit your inner thigh.

"Don't get all mouthy with me, don't you want to try to show me you can be good so you can get what you want?"

“Sorry." You frowned and he mocked it with own faux pout.

“Then be a good girl, it's easy, you just have to do what I say." You nodded slowly and he smiled. “Good, I want you to touch yourself. Show me how wet you are for me." His hands spread open your thighs, where your panties were obviously soaked through.

You laughed in annoyance, “If I was going to get myself off, I'd do it by myself.” What the fuck was wrong with him?

He shrugged, "Okay, you can do it yourself then, I'll leave, and you'll just have to use your fingers thinking of me all night.”

Finnick began to stand and you quickly stuck your hand between your legs to rectify the situation. He sank in between your legs, like he was trying to get a full view of the show. “To the side or off?"

His fingers pressed to your clothed pussy and you couldn't help but moan, “Tsk, so loud. You've already ruined them, take ‘em off for me, pretty girl. Nice and slow."

You hated him for making you do all this work, but obeyed, shivering when the cold air hit your bareness. “Finnick please just touch me."

He smiled, leaning in and you could feel his breath fanning across you, “No. Spread those pretty pussy lips for me, baby, and touch yourself. The way you would when you thought about me.” You huffed, but listened, letting out a shaky moan when your fingers began to circle your clit. “Good girl.”

You leaned back, closing your eyes, letting your other hand slip down to use your fingers. "Oh my god, Finnick, please.” You cried.

"Put another finger in for me, baby. Fuck yourself on them.” It was easy to get lost in the feeling even if you were desperate for his touch. "One more finger, got to take at least three to get you ready for me, pretty girl.” He wasn't getting you ready for him, you getting yourself ready. It was humiliating to hear how wet you were when you forced another finger inside, the way you moaned, face burning up. "Gonna come for me just like this.”

You shook your head emphatically, "Can't, I need you.”

"Then you'll keep going like this and then maybe I'll take care of you.” You whined in frustration, circling your bundle of nerves and curling your finger inside of you as you fucked yourself on them. It was so much you wanted to close your legs and he wouldn't let you, tight grip holding them open harshly. "Are you close, baby?”

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, please Finn.” You bucked your hips and he chuckled. "Wanna be good.”

"Being so good, music to my ears.” You kept babbling stuff you couldn't understand until you were in a white hot bliss. "There you go, baby. Right over the edge.” He pulled your fingers out of you and he was licking them clean. "Taste so good.” Your heart was pounding in your chest, echoing around your head.

He stood up, taking off his pants. “Need you inside me, so bad. Been so long."

"Might need you to take care of me first. Made me so hard.” You furrowed your eyebrows together, it was frustrating enough to make your eyes water.

“You're such an ass!" You exclaimed, hitting the sheets.

“Don't act out, I'm going to give you what you want. Just like seeing how frustrated you get, makes up for how much of a tease you always are.”

"So are you.”

"Oh, I know.”

“Finnick, if you don't fuck me right now, I swear to god, I'm gonna make you sorry you showed up at my door."

“Enticing, I'll have to take you up on that at a different time." You laughed incredulously and he kissed you. This time it was a lot slower, a lot less head dizzying. "You ready?” He whispered between his lips being on yours as he lined himself up with your entrance.

“Yeah." You nodded and you both moaned into the kiss when he pushed in.

“Feel so good around me, baby." He began thrusting in and your fingernails clawed into his shoulders. “So tight for me."

“Just for you."

“Just for me?" He kissed your jaw, “No one takes care of you as well as I do, do they?" He groaned, picking up his pace and you shook your head.

The overstimulation you already had made you so ready to go over the edge, "So, so close, Finn.”

"Yeah? Me too, baby. Wanna come with me?”

"Yeah.” You panted out, pressing your lips to his. He was so perfect and horrible and made you feel so good, you couldn't stop yourself from screaming when you came to the edge and he kissed you to try to cover them.

Once you both had somewhat come down from the high he was chuckling. “What?"

“They're gonna think you're being murdered, screaming your head off."

You playfully pushed at his chest, “Oh shut up."

“Make me." And you were sure it would be a long night and that this would certainly not be the last time Finnick showed up at your door.

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thanks for reading 💋 idk how I feel about this one, smut is so hard to write bc I feel like it's never good enough, it makes me nervous but I've been trying to like do it more for y'all. anyways if you enjoyed reblogs, likes, comments, and feedback are all much appreciated. asks and requests are open I've got some exciting requests coming even if I'm slow as fuck. love y'all 💋

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[morganbritton132]

I love that Eddie is a craft guy! It just makes so much sense. Do you think he's one of those people who is CONSTANTLY doing a new craft and their house is just littered with Eddie's crafts, and he's always making little hand made gifts for Steve, the party and the band? I can totally imagine Steve coming home and the house just being in total disarray and Eddie's just like "I made a bird table and i personalised all your coffee cups :))"

Eddie Munson and the ADHD urge to start a new project before you finished the last one.

Despite Eddie’s big personality and the joy he gets galivanting across cafeteria tables and award show stages, he is very much a homebody. His favorite places growing up was his bedroom, Gareth’s garage, and the drama room where he hosted D&D. Then he went on tour and when the shows were over, he just wanted to be home.

He liked being able to strip away the Eddie Munson persona, sit down, and channel all the ideas in his head into a creative output.

Honestly, making money just made it worse. He can afford shit now.

Steve’s the opposite though.

Steve likes to be out of the house. He was a kid that lived in a big house with parents that never wanted to see or hear him, sometimes year-round sports were the only thing keeping him sane. Once Eddie made it big and was touring, Steve was once again alone in a big empty house and so he found things to do.

He meets up with Robin at least once a week to get dinner and drinks, and sometimes they go dancing or they sing karaoke. Him and Dustin meet up semi-regularly to catch up. He was a part of their neighborhood walking group before Diane annoyed him out of it. He goes bowling with some teachers from work occasionally and takes a pottery class that he sucks at. Him and Max are a part of a trivia team that has only ever succeeded at being the drunkest team in the game.

So, the combination of ‘Steve is 90% of my impulse control and he’s not here right now’ and ‘If I don’t create something, I will die’ means that sometimes Steve comes home to a new windchime or a questionably made bird house.

 Sometimes he comes home to Eddie embroidering one of his jackets by hand even though he bought an embroidery machine that he has never used. Other times, he comes home and Eddie has carved every bar of soap they had into a little fucked-up guy or he found a recorder and wants to play Steve a song.

Or sometimes, Steve returns home from the cooking class he’s taking at their local community center to beads. Beads everywhere.

Beads in the carpet. Beads on the hardwood. Beads in their shoes by the stairs. Beads everywhere.

Steve – who is pretty Type-A about their house being clean and organized because he has a shit memory and needs to be able to find things – very calmly sits aside the ravioli that he made and says, “Eddie, what the fuck?”

“I dropped them.”

Steve makes a gesture like ‘yeah, no shit’ and then just makes a distressed noise, but Eddie waves him off as he dumps a handful of beads into the good punch bowl that they use for parties, “Don’t blame me. Your cat tripped me. I nearly brained myself.”

“She’s only my cat when she’s bad,” Steve sighs, sitting down to help pick the beads up. “Why do you have beads anyways? Since when do we have beads?”

“Do you remember those beaded lizard keychains?” Eddie asks, and then when all he got was silence. “I’m going to make you one…after we pick up two thousand pony beads.”

Steve makes another noise that’s somewhere between ‘you’re causing me actual pain’ and ‘I love you so much it makes me stupid’ and Eddie grins at him. He gestures to the punch bowl and says, “Stevie, think about it. Once we fill this bad boy up, we can separate the beads by color. That’ll be fun, right?”

“…Yeah, I’d actually really like that.”

[bordysbae]

reader who is in a sorority and has to go to a formal and the theme is like tied up meaning she has to have a tie around her neck so she asks one of the guys to go with her (with frank if possible)

“tied up”

frank nazar x edwards!reader

the tridelt annual formal is something you’ve been looking forward to all year. the only problem is that all of the sorority girls need a date. you don’t want to ask your brother ethan to be your date, so you resort to his best friend mark. “mark pleaseee?” you plead, dragging out the e. he furrows his brows before you speak up again, “jacob, seamus, johnny, rutger, and luca already have dates. please mark? i have to have a date or else i cant go!”

he groans and runs a hand through his hair, “i don’t even think i can go. i’m sorry y/n/n,” he apologizes. you know he genuinely is sorry, but you decide to keep up with your sassy persona.

“oh shut up you don’t even get to call me that nickname anymore after leaving me dateless!” you complain and flip him off as you walk away. you then head to ethan’s dorm, and as you walk into the building you bump into all of the guys who happen to be going to the formal, and frank.

“oh hey y/n! find a date yet?” johnny asks you. you scoff at his question in annoyance of being unable to get a date still.

“no, mark said he ‘can’t go’ or whatever,” you mock marks words, making the boys chuckle.

“date for what? that formal thing?” frank speaks up. you nod your head, and slump your shoulders. it’s on saturday, which is in four days. you feel hopeless at this point, until frank speaks up.

“i’ll be your date y/n, if you want to of course,” he nervously stutters a little, but you don’t even notice. the excitement of hearing some willing to be your date overtakes you. you also happen to not notice luca and johnny gently shoving his shoulders, appearing that there’s something you don’t know about.

“yes! thank you frank! oh you’re the best! you’re an angel even!” you beam, frantically waving your hands all over the place out of joy. the boys let out a little chuckle, and you inform frank that you’ll text him the details later. the boys go on their way and so do you. you knock on ethan’s door, “ethan guess what!”

you can hear him groan and he opens the door, not wearing a shirt apparently. he’s your brother so you’re used to it, but you make sure to sit on marks bed instead of ethan’s, unsure of what girls ethan’s had over. you’d rather not know about marks flings than to be on ethan’s bed.

“why are you here?” he groggily asks, still awaking from his nap.

“i was coming to complain about not having a date, but i actually got one on the way here!” you smile. ethan’s eye brows furrow slightly, and you answer his question before he can even ask. “me and frank are going!”

a smirk forms on his face, and he mumbles “so he finally had the balls to do it,” but you don’t hear him. “huh?” you ask. ethan plays it off like he didn’t say anything, but you have a feeling he did.

—

“alright frank, now can i have your tie?” you ask, as you readjust your dress in the mirror of your dorm. frank takes off his tie and places it around your neck, and you smile. your guys’ outfits look amazing, so you both decide to head to the sorority house. you meet up with the rest of guys and their dates outside. “you all clean up well!” you exclaim.

“y/n, we literally get dressed up before every game,” luca states. you roll your eyes at the floppy haired boy and excitedly take franks wrist. you then drag him into the large white house full of people and music. once all of the speeches and details about the formal are finished, you hurry off to dance with frank and your friends.

as the slow song begins playing, you rush over to frank and wrap your arms around his neck. his arms snake around your waist, and you smile up at him. “i love this song, i forgot about it till now.” frank smiles down at you, “you look amazing tonight y/n.” you blush at his statement, “you look even better frank,” you nervously state, suddenly getting butterflies from the boy in front of you.

“can i tell you something?”

“of course frankie, anything!”

“i like you, a lot. i’ve been trying to get the balls to ask you to the formal, but i’ve been chickening out a lot. i finally got the courage, and tonight has been so fun. i just thought i’d tell yo-“ he rambles, but you cut him off.

“i like you too frank,” you bravely state. his eyes widen and cheeks pinken. he then leans down and you lean up, your lips connecting. suddenly someone’s flash goes off next to you and frank, and you see all of the boys huddled around rutgers phone.

“oh i’m so showing your brother that!” jacob exclaims, and you hide your head in franks chest as he laughs it off.

[amitieos]

toa anniversary munday!

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

Name: Nic

Pronouns: they/them

Birthday (no year): 14th July

Where are you from? What is your time zone? UK, GMT (or BST but don't get me started on daylight savings I'll explode)

How long is your roleplay experience? Does playing A Bug's Life on the playground when I was 5 count? If not, I started with rping HP characters with my friends when I was like 11-12 over MSN after school and whilst there have been breaks it's something I've always found myself coming back to.

How were you introduced to roleplaying as a whole? As above, I made a couple of friends on (unrelated) forums and we all just thought it'd be fun.

How were you introduced to TOA? I thought I missed rp and looked for an FE based rp.

Do you have any pets? Yes, all hail Catcat the Great.

What is your favorite time of year and why? (Season, holiday, general period) Summer. I hate the heat and humiditiy but once there's no daylight the seasonal affective disorder bass boosts my chronic mental health issues and it's just a bad time really.

What is your IRL occupation? I've gone back to uni to study Law :)

Some interests and things you like/enjoy? I love reading, I'm fascinated by linguistics and astrophysics, enjoy DnD and playing video games in my spare time. I'm a particular sucker for the Sims franchise.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? Recently I've been playing BG3, Stardew Valley, The Sims & Fields of Mistria but I'm a big fan of the Persona series and really, really excited about Dragon Age The Veilguard

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: I don't really play Pokemon much anymore but I'll just say Sylveon I guess

Tell us some funfacts and trivia about yourself! I met the fourth Doctor when I was 11 and he complemented my vocabulary lmao. I once got published in a poetry anthology with a poem about Shadow the Hedgehog and my parents we so proud of me.

How did you get into Fire Emblem? I think I saw a review on TV

What Fire Emblem games have you played? I've attempted to play every game except 1/2/3/5/11, although I've really wanted to play Thracia I just *need* some QoL updates and controls. I haven't finished every single one because of lost/deleted saves and stuff but I've watched playthroughs and read up on scripts on everything I haven't actually played myself.

First & Favorite Fire Emblem games: My first was Fates but Jugdral, Magvel and 3 Houses are my favourite

List your 5 favorite Fire Emblem characters across the series! Elincia, Mercedes, Franz, Myrrh and ughhhh I can't choose between Chole/Yunaka/Sylvain so I'm cheating

Who was the first character ever to make you go “ooh I like this one in particular” and why? Can be any context and reason! I saw Ryoma in all that red armour and it grabbed my attention.

Any Fire Emblem crushes? 😳 Miss Mercedes if you're free Thursday night

If you’ve played (or are familiar with) the following games, who was your first S support? Who would you S support nowadays? - Awakening: Chrom, originally be accident but now on purpose :D - Fates: My first was Takumi and I didn't know what an S support was and was very confused. Nowadays usually Kaze or Laslow if playing F!Corrin and Orochi, Nyx or Charlotte if playing M!Corrin. Niles for either. - Three Houses: Mercedes. She's still my go to ofc but I'm also fond of Dorothea, Dimitri and Sylvain. If I'm playing M!Byleth Yuri or Ingrid - Engage: Yunaka was my first and now it's either Yunaka, Diamant or Chloe. Or Mauvier maybe hahfsdgfsd

Favorite Fire Emblem class? I love Pegasus Knights!!!!!!!

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class and stats? Would you be playable? Probably a reluctant recruit who accidentally gets involved. Weirdly magic based armoured character.

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? (Black Eagles, Blue Lions, Golden Deer, Church of Seiros, Those Who Slither in the Dark, unaffiliated civilian, other - for example Almyran) Either unaffiliated civilian or Blue Lions probably

If you were an Officers Academy student, what would be your boons, banes and potential budding talent? Boons: Lance, Reason, Heavy Armour Banes: Bow, Faith Budding Talent: idk Axes or Flying?

If you were an Engage character, which nation would you originate from? (Firene, the Kingdom of Abundance; Brodia, the Kingdom of Might; Elusia, the Kingdom of Knowledge; Solm, the Queendom of Freedom; Lythos, the holy land of the Divine Dragon; Gradlon, the desolate land of the Fell Dragon) No idea! Probably Elusia or Firene. The Solm heat would literally kill me.

How do you pronounce TOA? 🤔(separate letters, to-ah, other?) TOA ;) (like Noah)

Current TOA muses: Elincia & Mercedes

Past TOA muses? A lot but most memorable to me are Sylvain and Julia, though I'm so excited to see Sylvain in good hands <3

Who was your first TOA muse? If you no longer have them, can you see yourself picking them up again? Elincia and I still have her.

Do you believe you have a type of character you gravitate towards writing? White magic girlies though I'm trying to change things up.

Do you have characters or types of characters you don’t think you can handle writing, but wish you could? Hm, I wish I felt I could write more of the male characters I enjoy effectively. In most other fandoms I've written in most of my muses have been men but it's just not so in FE. I'd also love to write a villain okay I once genuinely considered Hilda FE4 lmao

What kind of scenes, situations etc do you believe you enjoy writing the most? (If you filled this out last year, has this changed in any way?) I like writing dialogue and characters bonding but I'm starting to like more action oriented scenes too.

Do you have any scenario in mind for your muse(s) that gets you thinking “man I hope I get to write this one day”? For Mercedes in particular I get excited to write her steel and strength, especially when it's combined with her gentleness rather than opposed to it.

Favorite TOA-related memories? Every thread I've writen with Elincia and Rua's Byleth <3

Present or past tense? I tend to default to present in TOA but usually past tense. I'm flexible though and will try and match my partner.

Normal size text, small text, no preference? I actually find small text easier to focus in on and read (I can find normal a bit too cluttered and it can send my eyes wandering lmao) but I'm perfectly happy to use normal text, it just takes me a bit longer to comb through.

Got any potential muse delusions to share? 😉 I can't see a shake up happening soon but... Zephia or Chloe are probably forerunners. I've thought about Palla and Astrid too but I'm not sure if I can see the longevity. Also Neimi, Myrrh and Rodrigue have sparked.... ideas. For muses I've written before, Julia is the most likely but I think she's having a nice break right now :)

[thecameronchronicles]

Pure

TW: Loss of virginity (both male and female). Smut. Language. 

SUMMARY: You and John B lose your virginity to each other. 

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Hi I just found your account I absolutely love it! Can I request a John b fan fic 

Back story: Yn and John b both losing their virginities to each other in the back of the Twinkie  

Pure

You couldn't help but think about it whenever you two were alone. And whenever you weren't, JJ was certain to remind you both of the proverbial elephant in the room. His crass remark to how you both managed to wait this long and how it bewildered him had once been a joke. But now, you couldn't help but wonder the answer for yourself. 

You'd known John B long before his signature locks became a staple to his identity. Even before he had become friends with JJ in the third grade or Pope a few years later. But even if you knew each other's most embarrassing secrets and wildest of dreams, communication in regards to this topic was anything but exercised. 

"Kie is worried the storm will-" He began as you pulled yourself up from his chest once reclined on the floor of The Twinkie. Your movements interrupted him while you set yourself into a straddle. The instant your fingers came to this rest, everything about his easy going persona darkened into patient lust. His touch fell softly at your hips as he ached to feel the skin beneath. To know what color panties you wore for him. If you were wearing any at all, as he caught your sporadic amnesia from time to time.

"I don't want to talk about the weather, John B..." He swallowed hard. But at the mention of it, he couldn't help but notice how the flurries had turned into sheets of snow. The storm in question has found them and focused on their location, leaving them in a snow globe aesthetic that only accentuated the romance you felt in this moment. 

"You want to play a game or-" He attempted to sit up, playing coy as it tested your nerves. A faulty set of moments forced your foreheads to collide as you pulled back for analysis. Kissing the potential wound, you moved your lips even lower to tease your intentions. 

A cute peck on the very edge of his nose reminded him of the innocence he adored in you. The calm to the chaos that often swallowed him whole. The same thing he was terrified to taint. 

"I don't want to play any more games, John B...I don't want to beat around the bush or wait for some apparent storybook moment that you always find an excuse not to see with me-"

"You think I don't see it? Every time I'm with you I feel that..."

"Then why haven't we? I feel like you don't want this-" He surprised you with the hold he made in your face. Two desperate palms pulling you impossibly close as his head came to a rest at yours. 

"I want this. Believe me."

"Then why aren't you like JJ is with Kie? He's always hitting on her and she's-" 

"Because I don't want to screw this up with you. You're...So...good." The puff of breath that came from behind your lightly glossed lips has made his eyes widen. 

"So you don't want to sleep with me because-"

"It changes things. Believe me, I've seen it. With JJ..."

"I didn't realize you two were THAT close..." You teased as he shook his head for a moment before feeling your hands reset over his torso as you adjusted in his lap. Such innocuous motions leaving behind such sinful motivations.

"So this was never gonna happen?" You asked in defeat as he let out a deep breath. 

"I don't want to be..." He paused, embarrassment forcing his eyes to evade yours that had become desperate for an explanation. 

"Tell me!" The interaction became lighthearted from this. Gentle jabs of your kind fingers rivaled his with the intent to keep you at a distance to win this impromptu but flirtatious wrestling match as you smirked. 

"Bad! I don't want to be bad...I just see you in a bikini and I could..." He stopped as you smirked, "Or even when you just kiss me and I can feel how badly I want this...How easily could just throw you down and-" You bit your bottom lip at the thought. Every sensual and erotic thought taking hold of you with conviction. 

"Maybe we could just start with a kiss then? See what happens?"

"I don't think that's-" In the attempt made to speak, he was interrupted with your lips. A smirk forced you to remain dominant and return to him, but he was quick to submit and eventually set to rule over the moment. Tender kisses left you breathless as he pulled you closer against his chest. The pattern of his heart now as manic as your own as your fingers gripped the crazy design of his shirt as a means of confession of needing more. 

"Please, John B...I want this..." You explained as he'd retreated once your hands pulled towards his buttons. The smooth skin beneath chilled to your touch. 

"You're worried It'll change us...or me...but I'm not innocent, John B..." Your eyes became plagued with proof of this. This light irises fading to sensual need as your fingers ran over his tensed pectoral muscles and to the line of his pants. You did this only for a tease to strengthen the seduction that your lips made at his neck. 

"If you knew all of the thoughts I had of us...all the things I wanted you to do to me..."

"Tell me..." He became greedy, fingers harder at your hips and a jaw clenched to restrain from acting on his own vivid constructions he'd made of the two of you. 

"I'll only tell you if you make them come true..." He swallowed hard. Nervousness sending his reservations from making his own a reality. 

"Because once I tell you..." Your lips came to his ear, "all the ways you kissed me...touched me...made me moan your name...I won't be able to wait anymore..." Before you finished talking, he had begun nodding. 

"Show me..." You kissed him sweetly before those tender busses quickly crafted into something more erotic. Those explorative hands traveled from your face to the curves of your rear before stationing at your breasts. 

"You kissed me like that...and touched me here..." You used his fingers at the buttons of your sweater.

 "And kissed here..." He moved to your chest, kissing the exposed skin as you were relieved of the heavy material. But before you could guide him of your fantasy, he had taken your breast completely. Hungrily, his tongue feasted on your apexed nipples. Your teeth clenched at the same his as you moaned his name as you grinded over him. 

"You're sure you want this?" He asked as your breast fall from his lips, his hand which to intercept it. 

"Yes..." You were suddenly spun into your back until you were flat, joining the makeshift bed he'd made to convert the rigid floor of the vintage Volkswagen into one of comfort. But once doing so, he was at your lips again. Passion behind each collision of this sporadic and winded connection. 

"You can stop me whenever-"

"Don't stop...please don't ever stop touching me..." You whined as he teased the perimeter of your shirt before you led the charge to make it even. Lines were drawn into his chest of your desperate nails to bring him closer, before he kissed down your lips and jaw before resting at your chest. 

"I mean it. Anything hurts-" You silenced him by reaching into his pants, his zipper and button left undone by your other hand as he stilled in surprise. Reminded of Kiara's experience with the mysterious thief of her virtue you knew how to please him without pain. Pulling back your hand, you spat on your palms, before setting it back. 

"More..." He asked as he collected your wrist. But as you collected further lubrication behind your lips, he wrapped your hair within his grasp. 

"Just enough to make it easier for you...okay? You don't have to do it long." But where most girls he knew would have stuck their nose up to the idea, you lowered with excitement. Taking hold of his shaft to the base, you offered one final drizzle of spit, before taking him fully behind your smirk. 

Prior to now, you'd teased this in words and hands. But in contrast to most teenagers your age, you were geriatric in having surrendered this wavering virtue. The same virtue you intend to gift one another on this Christmas Eve. 

"Sweet Jesus!" He bellowed, words struggling to be expressed as he flexed into you. 

"Lay down...lay back down..." He ordered as you were quick to oblige. But as he took your legs over his shoulders as he prepared the position to return the favor, you collected him by his hair. 

"Your fingers too , please...I want to be so wet for you that you can slide ride in..." He growled before moving to devour you. Legs pulled apart as he was an animal to feast on his meal. You were quick to make a mess against him, his cheeks and chin proudly to wear the evidence of this interaction. 

"John B!"

"Do you want to come like this? I don't know if I can make you the other way..." 

To this, you pulled him to your face. 

"Then we'll do it twice..." You grinned, taking hold of his cock before he reached to his jeans. 

"Safety first." He reminded as you kissed his neck. 

"Fuck." He fumbled with focus as you wickend your hand around him. 

"I could come in your fucking hand, baby..."

"Maybe I want you to..." He took your hand above your head to helping it flat as the other finalized the condom to his root. 

"Spit on it?" You chuckled to his uncertainty. 

"I'm wet enough, John B-" When you rejected his idea, he parted your legs and spat between them. You gasped at how erotic this had been for you until he alined himself to you. 

"Stop me if it-" You brought him into you roughly, regretting it immediately as the pain made you shake. 

"Breathe with me." He guided as he was allowed only the pleasure of how you wrapped around him. It was the sacrifice you'd taken to be with him. And if was his motivation to prolong the release he could already feel in a tease at his cock's head. 

"Slowly..."

You winced. 

"I can pull out if it-"

"Don't. It's just-" You gasped as he kissed you softly. 

"Keep going!" He pleaded as he obeyed in slow thrusts. That seering burn only began to fade once he found comfort within your perseverance of the pain. He silenced your winded with his tongue wrapped around yours as if two rival colors of one candy cane. He mended the pull of your inner walls by redirecting the sensations to your nipples and the sensitive bundle between your lower lips. All until the ache altered to pleasure. 

"More..." Your nails are into his shoulders. 

"Fuck..." 

"Please, John B-" 

"You feel so good for me baby...It's...shit!" He gripped into the sheets beneath you as you tightened your legs around his own. 

"Baby!"

"You can come-" But he slowed. 

"Ladies first..." He withdrew, pumping himself slowly before he returned between your lower lips. Your left hiked before you could object as he drove his fingers even deeper inside of you. The tension of the unknown simmered to silenced as you had been virtuous by sentiment alone. 

"Get closer for me, baby. I want us to come together..." 

"I'm close! I'm-" he smirked, proud of himself for the ability to bring you to it this quickly. You brought him against you with a kiss as he returned his cock to your dripping sex. 

"This time, I'm not stopping until you come for me sweetheart." He groaned, returning himself to his own edge, you alongside him this time. With slightly narrowed eyes that eventually closed to the arrival of ecstasy, your body arched beneath him as he kept you flat with his weight. The grip of your hips mimicked the grip you made through his hair as you kept the moment silent to bask in the exchange. 

"Are you...do you regret it? Wasn't it too quick? Shit it was, wasn't it-" You took his hands into your own. 

"It was perfect." 

"You don't have to-"

"When can we do it again?" His lips pulled to a grin as yours governed your bottom lip. 

"Merry Christmas, John B..."

"Best gift ever..."

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Your Genshin kids are adorable! I love the Priscilla/Yuying/Claire friendship you alluded to in the last art dump (poor Diluc… your daughter just has an instinct for divine beings)

But on the topic of poor Diluc, how do their parents react to the friendship? Diluc and Wriothesley seem like they would be good friends since they have a lot in common but everyone else basically represents every faction in the game.

You got Neuvillette, a dragon sovereign seeking to judge the archons for their crimes; Zhongli, an archon who presumably destroyed Khaenri'ah 500 years ago; Kaeya, a Khaenri'ah spy who is a descendant of the man who founded the abyss order; and Childe, a fatui harbinger who fell into the abyss.

Would they try and keep it together for the sake of their kids? (I love the idea that the three girls are there going :3 while their parents are glaring daggers at each other) Would they find some sort of common ground? Would they recognize each other immediately but think the others don’t know so they come up with increasingly ridiculous ways to hide it? How did Wriothesley and Neuvillette react to the incident with Claire and Yuying? (Can you tell I like the angst?)

hi hi!! thank you so much im glad you like them!!! bc we have limited knowledge atm there's a lot of questions posed that cannot be answered and considering how new fontaine is idk anything for sure //shakes hoyo

they try to keep cordial for the kids tm or at least not to be bad influences in front of them. extra notes under the cut:)

diluc met nv first when he brought claire to fontaine for a business trip and she just, drags in a half dragon to him yelling "i made a new friend!:D" then he met nv and he knew. just knew, these people ain't human. found out they're dragons. "great," he sighed once more.

kae plays his quartermaster persona to a t. when he first meets wriolette he puts on the charm. nv only knows him for via the knights and wrio rarely goes above ground. so like, they're cool with him. mostly. they both do questionable shit that nv can't personally approve of but hey. they ain't his problem. (on that note i like to think he'd be good friends with jean:)) (does nv know about kaeya's khaenrian blood? does he know about khaenri'ah in general? i dont have him)

kaeya and wrio has this, kind of friendship that's like, there's a tension there. they're both people with reputations, but also, like that tm. they're cordial and they get along but there's. SOMETHING.

meanwhile diluc meeting wrio? he's ELATED. man has good taste in tea. they spar sometimes. FINALLY, SOMEONE NORMAL.

wrio is happy in general his baby is making friends meanwhile nv is: to claire: good child:) to yuying, the daughter of one of the usurpers: hmmmm :| (he knows the child did nothing wrong and she's a good kid in general) contrast to diluc he actually LIKES childe. for one he helped with the narwhal thing, and the fatui helped during the crisis and childe himself never did anything bad personally so they're chill. he will sometimes humor his requests to fight if he's free. then decks him. the adeptus power up juice doesn't help much rip. the girls like to play with his hair.

zhongli knows kaeya's khaenrian. kaeya at some point finds out zhongli is rex lapis. they. they have to keep it together. one of them is under nda. outside of that, there's a reason kaeya is liked by the old timers of mond.

zhongli and nv:

nv finds out eventually. and for the sake of his daughter, dont worry about it. they'd bond over old people things probably. nv should meet yanfei and they should be friends if anything cause zl is a menace and they'd be passive aggressive w each other. (i need info but it would be so funny for their kids to go my dads stronger! and make them fight each)

via claire, AGAIN, she invites her bestie yy and the new friend from fontaine to her bday party cause SURE WHY THE FUCK NOT. and those 2 non humans meet and GASP, you're just like me!

post accident tm, what do you even say to that. how do you even react to that

early on in yuying and claire's friendship, on a windy summer day, diluc slowly gets used to having to be cordial with a harbinger. a harbinger who who married a god. someone who will live longer than him. he spoke to childe, as they watch their daughters laugh and run through the grapevines, "one day, when i'm no longer around, please look after my daughter."

[m0e-ru]

hi ive been binging your blog a lot recently. i rlly adore the sheer effort you've given to these dumbass fucking characters that otherwise get such little people even attempting to appreciate or engage with them beyond very shallow depths. as someone who only really got into the p4 games relatively recently (2022. my only remembered experience with the series beforehand was like a couple episodes of the the p4anim years ago and playing p5 in 2016/2017) and kind of being shell-shocked by how characters like marie and teddie and namatame were perceived by the overall fanbase once i started engaging with it more i really appreciate all the writing and analysis and art and other shit you do for them. even the gas station attendant, a character i overlooked initially, i've come to love because of all the time and energy you put into picking them apart like a dead frog in a science class

uh yea idfk i feel generally vindicated by seeing the way you characterize these bitches. especially marie as someone who felt like a lot of her interesting aspects were evaporated by the fandom (somewhat because of p4ga i feel but but still) and wanted to see more silly fanart of her (and shumarie/soumarie/whatecvrer the fuck that wasn't just kind of surface level romance becuz i rlly do love their dynamic w how i see bancho in my head. idiots who dont know how to properly express themselves w one repressing themselves to adopt a likable persona and the other unable to shut the fuck up much to their own detriment. im not gonna get over that fucking "marie makes everyday sunny for him" post ever i think) so uh keep on keeping on and ill continue to like your posts and something

anyway dumb stupid cringe fucking rant over. i apologize if i come off like a loser i dont use this website and idk the general tumblr etiquette. im pretty sure shit like this shouldnt even go here but . dont need to respond to this i just wanted to yell into the void cuz i appreciate this account. rest of this will just be panels of marie and teddie and bancho from some of the p4g anthologies i own that i wanted to share in the off chance that you also dont already own said anthologies n have seen them befor. these r only from the last ID antho and the dengeki one because those r the only 2 i have proper pictures of

hai i read this ages ago and i wanna get back to it by saying youre so awesome possum forever and ever dont worry about your ettiquette because getting 3 essay worthy paragraphs of you talking is basically everyone ive met in the tumblr nation

another thing i remember is that a bestie also loved your offerings esp the last one because those two look so lalala AUAHUAHA okay i should answer this ask properly now that i have the time 🏃🏃🏃🏃

can we give it up for the bingers and blog skimmers !?!?!?! you guys are such an interesting breed i remember trying to do that in 2018 i can already recall the thrill going through my blood im so honored to see people doing that and moreso coming to me to tell me about it WAHAUHAHA 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

this gas station (blog) really is catered to the niche market of all time also because the way my brain is wired to just go in the dustiest nooks and corners of a community and thrive and live there. i AM the bug you see when you lift up the rock . hai . i'll do anything for these poor poor characters being tossed around like hot potato with people who dont bother understanding thing or even try to pick them up at all. also im getting such a kick every time someone tells me i got them into appreciating the attendant or even iznmi more OR in a different way. thats why im here bros . me when i do my JOB !!!! 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

the way fandom handles shipping has always irked me because theres just SO much you can do with two characters than just make them hold hands. what if there was blood invovled, you know . /starts pacing around the room / you know im glad you know the know it's so cool you know /shaking you/ im glad i have a post that's affected you so much like i thought it was just a silly caption at the time and seeing it after 2 or 3 years is like "YEAHH i cooked this " and im glad you brought it to me hehehe

i hope this gas station brings you joy and you keep coming back for more etc etc and please know i really am happy to see you around in whatever branch you show up at 🫡🫡🫡 /explordes

[tarotcard0]

So, I have now officially beaten every NES Dragon Quest (Dragon Warrior) game. I'm currently playing Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door, and I'm almost at the end, but I have to wait for the switch to recharge before tackling Chapter 8.

In the meantime, I want to write down some of my thoughts on Dragon Quest here.

Dragon Warrior 1 (NES) - Dear lord, just play one of the Remakes, the original is so tedious. There's a remake for Gameboy, there's a remake for Mobile, there's a remake for SNES, there's even a fan made RPG Maker Remake. Any one of those is a better choice than the original. Only play the original if your curious, or for studying purposes. Oh, on that note, the SNES version is Japan Exclusive, so you'll have to get a patch to translate it to English.

Dragon Warrior 2 (NES) - Not only is this the best game of the NES Quadrilogy, it's just the best Dragon Quest game I've played. How did they do so well on their second try!? It's so hard to describe the feeling I got playing this and realizing "Oh! This is the game all those other RPGs are referencing!" Now, I'm biased. I liked drawing my own maps and taking my time with that, so if you don't I also recommend going to the remakes. Again, they're available for Gameboy, SNES, and Mobile. Again, the SNES version is JP exclusive and has an English translation patch.

Dragon Warrior 3 (NES) - It's hard to describe why I felt a little disappointment with this one... Dragon Warrior 2 was just... So good! Like, how do you follow that? For some reason, everything in 3 felt... slower. Despite several quality of life changes, things like re-organizing my inventories felt more tedious than it did before, and when the story reached the Second Act (I'm not sure I used that phrase right) I fell into that same emotion that I had while playing persona 5 where the game just felt like it was dragging on. And because I can probably beat Dragon Warrior 3 4 times over in the time it took me to beat Persona 5 once, I have reason to believe this has to do more with the context of the plot, than the runtime of the game itself. I guess I'll go ahead and recommend playing he GBC or SNES remakes again, they certainly sped things up.

Dragon Warrior 4 - This game SUCKS! It's easily the worst of the NES quadrilogy. It's not the worst Dragon Quest game (Dear god it's not the worst), 9 takes that dishonor (At least, of the ones I've played so far), but the baffling decision to have all party members except for the Hero controlled by AI once you gain control of said Hero, makes it a very close second. I can't even recommend the remake, because I can't get very far in it. Once we enter the Remake dimension for this game, we exit Dragon Warrior and enter Dragon Quest, where the development team thought it would be a great Idea to transcribe everyone's accent to a ludicrous (and sometimes racist) degree. And, surprising no one, RPGs are just slightly impossible when you can't read.

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I can't do another "Keep Reading" break, so those 3 dashes will have to do.

Well, now that I've beaten all 4 of the OG Dragon Warrior games, I'm wondering what I should do next (After beating TTYD of course)

Should I keep on with the series and go to Dragon Quest 5, or should I start on the NES Final Fantasy games (Of which, I've only beaten FF2)?

I'll end this post with a Poll.

Of course, I'm biased in favor of Dragon Warrior 2, but I'd like to hear what reasons others have for liking the ones they do.

Oh, and just to make sure this gets a decent sample size; the remakes count. If you've played Dragon Warrior GB, but not Dragon Warrior NES, then you've played Dragon Warrior.

[lil-melody-moon]

Hi darling 😘 now it's my turn so for the musk ask game: 2,4,13,15,20,24,37,41

Hello- Oh boi, that's a lot of questions! Luv ya for that <3

2. Weirdest song I love?

Gotta be one that McCartney did. Which one made me laugh the most tho...? Not like I know his whole discography, I'm too new for that, but there was one- *suddenly remembers Led Zeppelin* No, going with "The Crunge" - confounded bridge wins everything!

4. Least favorite song by my favorite band?

I have a few favorite bands, but I'm going with The Beatles and this specific "song", because it brings "wtf" on my face every time I think about it.

Listened to it once, never again, moving on!

13. In my opinion: a. most underrated classic rock band or b. most overrated classic rock band? No or, I'm going to answer both!

a - Well, I didn't actually listened to a lot of The Animals as of now, because I still plan on doing it and I don't know if they count exactly as a classic rock band, but I don't see a lot of people talking about them and the songs I know by them are fucking amazing. "House of The Rising Sun" my beloved <3

b - Don't hate me, but I'll say what I think. Queen are the most overrated classic rock band for me. They are not bad, far from that, but I was never a huge fan and they are freaking everywhere. I am getting kind of fed up with that.

15. Lennon or McCartney?

Are you fucking serious with this question?! ...It's difficult as shit to answer as both are good at music. I have songs by John which I can kill for and same with Paul's songs. *mumbles* It's like choosing between listening to "Imagine" and "Monkberry Moon Delight", where I will listen to both.

Alright, let's think about it, focusing only on music. I adore John's songs up to "White Album" I believe, because there I started having problems with his songs, but then again, I do like his solo stuff a lot. Then there's Paul, with who I have like zero problems. Now that I think about it, I really have little to none songs by him that I don't like/can't listen to, looking at both The Beatles and his solo stuff. Plus I like him a lot more than John...

So I guess I will say that McCartney is my answer for that.

20. A song I love that everyone hates?

I've seen a lot of hate for "The Crunge" and I'm always like, how can you not like a stupid song? It's so funny!

24. Musician I’m attracted to but wish I wasn’t?

Paul McCartney. He is the last guy I thought I will be attracted to, literally. Like, I never really paid much attention to him, but one day I just looked at him, after starting to love his songs and something just fucking clicked. And you know what's worst? I had a crush on him before, first time being when I heard him in "This Girl is Mine" which he sang with Michael Jackson and then after I heard "Say Say Say" and saw him in the music video I was a goner. I still fangirl when this song plays. The last time they played it on tv I just screamed out of joy XD

God, why, why does it have to be you of all people?!

37. Musician I want to marry?

I have...two musicians in mind and those are Serj Tankian and Ringo Starr. Both my top favorites, the ones who I feel a strong connection with, but when I think about it, I would go with Ringo Starr.

Serj Tankian means a lot to me. I'm thankful to him for a lot of things, the most important one is making me grow up in the last year and find myself again, but I think there's not a strong connection between us. Sure, we share similar opinions and certain world view, but that's about it.

Now with Ringo it's another thing entirely. Like I said before, I'm new to The Beatles, but from what I managed to gather about him I sometimes see myself in him. I'm making allusions to when he was younger of course and not to Richard Starkey, but the persona he had created. Intelligent, chill guy who is up to talking things out instead of straight up arguing. Lonely, sad and sometimes sulking for whatever reason he sees worthy of sulking, also a miserable guy who can get in a great mood and is funny and very charming. Also, a sentimental guy, which makes him cute <3 Not to mention his low self-esteem which I freaking share with him on personal level. This is how I see him and sometimes when I listen to his songs or see him act on the videos I stumble upon I can't help but feel like I found a soulmate. I know it can sound cheesy, but I feel like that, especially during the days I feel fucking lonely, almost desperate for affection and sad because despite the age I still didn't find anyone. Ringo is helping me a lot during those days and sometimes it feels like he is next to me, which makes my days better.

So yeah, I would want to marry Ringo Starr <3

41. Ultimate rock n’ roll fantasy?

I have two, which I will describe.

First being a chance to meet either Serj Tankian or Ringo Starr and having the chance to hug them and talk with them. I would like to thank them for what they did and how they've changed me, but I think a honest hug would express those feelings much much better. Plus, they both deserve it, they are sweethearts <3

Second being able to meet John Bonham and Jim Morrison in the afterlife. This is a really wishful thinking and probably something impossible, buuuuut since it's a question about fantasy, I would like to meet them and just talk, I guess. Know them a bit more, because they died long before I was born and I adore them. John for his drumming, Jim for the voice and poetry. So I guess this is the only way to see them XD

Thanks for asking, hun <3

[v3joker]

*Originally posted for a YouTube post, directly copy+pasted the same text (reason why it mentions being a YouTube post). I've reposted it to Tumblr for archive sake. And cause I have to talk about Ion.

YouTube: [X]

[~☆~]

No one understands Ion like I do. And it's my mission to make people understand. I legit could make a whole essay on him and I unironically want to, but a YouTube post is not for that (I have a character limit…). But this is part of what I would talk about, cause his trauma is a core part of who Ion is.

Ion Christine is a deeply traumatized person who's only goal in life is revenge which is self-destructive.

His own power (that was most likely forced on him when he was a child [the youngest age he was being 9 years old]) causes him harm and yet he is reliant on it to continue forward in his desperate goal of revenge and to heal himself, if this even heals him. The power is even representative of his pain and trauma cause it hurts him every time he uses it, leaving scars on him that he has to hide with bandages he always wears.

He's a deeply traumatized person who had his childhood stolen from him that one of his main ways of coping is putting on a heroic persona. His quotes come off as something a shounen protag would say, with a hint of taunting in his tone. But then there's specifically his Korean lobby quote where it's "I decide my fate" (내 운명은 내가 결정한다). He puts on a persona to hide himself but that's what he truly wants, to regain his life, take fate into his own hands.

This is a long extra bit but ties in with his persona. His persona can even be gotten from his alt designs which are so fitting to him and why he has my favorite designs out of the entire game. He's one of the few characters who actually fit his alt designs. Surfer used to have these old quotes that came off as surfer dude bro, it was him having fun for once in his life. Phantom is designed to COPY Dr. X's style to the point he looks like him, an Ion who was resigned to his doomed fate and became the very person he hated. I see it as Ion losing control and losing to Dr. X. But then there's the PLUS version of Phantom where in some places, the text for that is "Finally, Ion has cut loose the chains and shows his true colors". Ion, despite a doomed fate, will still find a way to take control and free himself. Prince is Ion's freedom. An heir to a forgotten kingdom and he comes to claim the throne (in some instances, it reads Midas throne instead so that can be him trying to takedown or claim the Midas Group). Ion comes across happier in this, especially in doting on his owl in his sprite animation (he also has an owl for his OG self as hinted by the pin badges with the owl wearing a hat that matches his OG self's jacket pattern). He's free and living happily. Champion is him fulfilling part of his goal: winning the Genius League. He wants to win cause he KNOWS it'll lead him directly to Dr. X because of how the winners always disappear. He looks confidant cause he knows he's one step closer to his revenge.

I just really love him. He has been infecting my brain since early 2016 when I started playing this game. I don't want him to ever leave. I don't think any character has ever had this much of an impact on me in all my life.

[wazu-horo]

Things that make me weird (Pt. 1)

Going to counseling and getting on medicine is fine and dandy, until it clears the fog away (little by little) and you realize how weird you actually are.

I have a lot of things "wrong" with me; body not functioning correctly, busted up nerve bundles, and now my brain is whack.

Once upon a time, I was an unsupervised child on the late 90's world wide web. And as many of my millennial friends can attest, god damn what a wild fucking world. In fact, 90% of my friends were all online, long distanced friends. But I loved them so much, as equally as my friends at home.

So what makes this weird? I'm getting to it. I'm bad at talking.

I did not by any means grow up in the worst household, but it wasn't ideal. You could say I grew up with a narcissist mom and a dad who was never around unless it benefited him? Or, I was an undiagnosed autistic/AuDHD child who had no idea what was going on around them, expected to know, and be punished for doing wrong on the first try? That last one might have been an exaggeration but something to touch back on later. I bring up my youth to talk about my parents, and how I never learned how to love right, and my attachment issues. I was home alone a lot from 11 up. All the company I had was on instant messengers. My dad would only see me every-other-weekend, and maybe one or two of those days. I also spent my weekends on the internet. I seldom spent time at my friend's houses unless it was a special occasion. My consistent life was on the internet. Onto the next problem!

My first romantic relationships were all online. I say "all" there, but I would say there were 2 "serious" relationships. And they were very, very, so very nice. I felt like, I could get through anything. I felt like I was on top of the world. Then my junior year of high school happened. (*to add, I was bullied severely through school and only had a very very tight knit of friends) I met someone in school, we clicked immediately. We dated, my first kiss, my first ""real"" any of the things you expect. And I had to end it with the long distance boyfriend (yep, I was that fucker. I dated HighSchoolCrush a few times and then broke up with OnlineBoyfriend.). Supposedly, we said we'd still be friends. Don't know how that happened. Me and my new partner would continue to finish school, attend the same college (and drop out), they enlisted in the Air Force and we got married at 20 & 22. Suddenly I'm having adventures in a new state, learning how to socialize around complete strangers, manage a house, learn to drive (yes I only got my license at 21 please...), and I'm wrapped up in a whirl wind of real life and struggling to maintain appearances. My internet persona was fading. For a while, I went without a computer and my only entertainment was console games (which at the time, I was more than happy with because I was so god damn tired all the time). It faded, for... years. Eventually we returned back "home", to our friends and family and I felt a weight lift off of me, except for the fact we were living with my mom again. And I started getting back on the internet a little more. My internet friends had moved on it seemed.

Hey, are we going to get to the part about, why you made this in the first place? Yes.

My ex boyfriend for some unexplained beautiful reason gifted me Final Fantasy XIV: Stormblood. Stay with me here. Blud bought me Stormblood because it was on sale and as an attempt to get me back online (since we had a history of playing MMOs together). Let's be clear: he was in his own committed relationship, it was truly a friendly gesture. WELL. I FUCKED IT UP. I, LISTEN. LOOK. I FUMBLED THE BAG. WHY? Because I found myself suddenly infatuated again. hard. Which made things very difficult for me. (Also because I didn't want to take the time to learn something new and just gave up- Like college!) Back to the problem at hand: did I still love him? Did he still love me? Well, it has to be right? No it's fine we're just friends, we can be just friends, because he's cool with it, I can be cool with it, right? WRONG. Not long after playing it for a few days, I brought up the idea of polyamory. WELL. Some people don't want to hear that on week 3 of talking to their ex again, so!! You can guess what happened next.

You see, the short of the long is, if somebody, anybody, is too kind to me for too long, I develop, feelings. And now that I have had time to chew on it for a few years recent, I think I might have figured it out. To a point.

As a friend put it, I love too hard, which is a beautiful way to put it. I have such a rocky understanding of what love is that it's incredibly difficult to differentiate all the kinds of love there are. I think I got familial (family) love down. Through my years of trying to figure this out, I've always said "If someone, anyone, is too nice to me, I will start to get a crush." Which is absolutely true, it was a common variable in all of it. Then I developed this fucking habit of telling these people who are so kind to me that I'm so warmed up to now all of my fucking problems and trauma dumping on the poor people. And those who stick around? God help them. It was meant to be.

"WAZU SLOW DOWN!" I hear you scream. Well I certainly didn't in the past!

I love too much. I have a lot of love to give. I love weird. I love them, I can't help it, I don't know why. I just love, wrong.

I'm at a weird place where I keep asking myself, "am I in love with all of my friends?" and I think the answer, is, yes?

I love my married spouse so much, they truly are my other half (even on most occasions I want to wring their neck but that's for a different journal post). Through our 16 years together and almost 12 married, we've learned a lot, we've grown up together, supported each other, and who could ask for a better friend than that? But what if, you have friends who would just do the fucking same? But what if, you would also do all of that stuff and/or more for the friends you have?

I have friends who I would never do, how do I put it... I have friends who I certainly wouldn't do marital things with, but would follow them to the ends of the earth. Sometimes my friends give me little flutters in my heart that they don't know about. I want to tell these people every little detail of my life, and hear about every second of theirs. And...and!!... Sometimes! I want to hold their hand, or go on dinner 1 on 1, snuggle up with... go to sleep with.

And before anything gets taken out of context, no I am not trying to "sleep" or have sex to put it bluntly with my friends.

And if you're still gonna take it out of context, DMs are open.

I've been typing too much and now my brain is getting off track.

Listen. The moral of this post is that I love wrong. I'm in love with my friends and that's not how things should be. And I feel that it stems from the lack of security I had as a child, a mom who didn't hug me and a dad who was never there, home alone with the computer and friends on the other end. I love my friends, too much, but I still love them.

But it's hard to not be in love with them. I don't understand, and I wish I could be a little less weird.

[euphoniusowl]

I wrote about Dragon Age Origins, which I first played 10 years ago, and how the game was and still is important to who I am and how I play games.

10 years ago today I played Dragon Age Origins for the first time. I only got a PS3 a month earlier and had played Brothers, Uncharted 3 (it came with the system), and Skyrim. Before that my gaming was limited to Wii games, Kingdom Hearts, the LEGO games, and whatever I could get to run on my white Macbook (Assassin’s Creed 2 with a terrible framerate). I don’t know how I heard about Dragon Age. I vaguely remember knowing that Mass Effect was good and this was like that, but fantasy!

My first playthrough was a disaster. This was my first RPG of this type and I didn’t know the conventions. I played a Dalish elf because hey elves are cool and these ones live in the forest! I missed recruiting Leliana because I didn’t go into the tavern in Lothering. I never really talked to anyone, so eventually Zevran betrayed me and I had to kill him. Alistair was the lone exception. I got him to like me (mostly by giving him every gift in the game) and I romanced him. Then I got to the Archdemon fight and… the game froze. I reloaded, and it froze again. And again, but in different places each time. Eventually I gave up. I’d basically made it to the end, right? Close enough.

I put it aside and played Mass Effect 1. I enjoyed it (it’s still my favourite Mass Effect game), but the whole time I felt an itch. I was reading about Origins online and learning about everything I’d missed. As soon as I finished ME1, I started Origins again, with the same character, the DLC downloaded, and the wiki open. It was so much better. I became friends with everyone, did their personal quests, did a bunch of side stuff, and the world opened up.

I’m one of those people who play games over and over again and make the same exact choices with the same character. Origins has six distinct character backgrounds and openings. I’ve played all six. I’ve finished a complete playthrough with two characters: Dalish elf and human noble (which I only did to get the “marry Alistair” ending. It was… fine). However, there are two big changes I’ve made since that first playthrough, and they’re related. The first is the Landsmeet. My first few times I kept Alistair as a Warden because that’s what he wanted. Then I grew to dislike Anora and made Alistair King with me as his mistress. Finally, I came back around on Anora (she’s great) and I’ve settled on having Alistair and Anora married. Once I was still Alistair’s mistress while they were married, but that changed when I made another big decision: I started romancing Leliana.

I’d always liked her, and as I began to question my sexuality, this was the natural place to try it out. Lo and behold, I adore her. I loved Alistair when I first played, but eventually his romance became grating. Now I am all in on my precious bard. Her comments about the Warden in Inquisition are so sweet and I’m so sorry that I have to make Divine so the two of you don’t get to retire together but you’re the Divine Thedas needs.

It’s hard to estimate the impact Dragon Age as a franchise has had on my life. This was the first thing I ever wrote fanfic for (although I haven’t posted any of it). Although I had been obsessed with the franchise-that-must-not-be-named when I was younger, this was my first adult iteration of it. I read the novels, the comics, watched the web series, combed the wiki, and absorbed anything and everything I could about the world. Even now, waiting for Dreadwolf, I consume everything Bioware releases and over-analyze it for clues. Dragon Age has shaped my life and who I am over the past decade and will continue to do so.

Dragon Age Origins is a great game. I know many people consider it the best Dragon Age game, and I can understand why. For me, however, it was Dragon Age 2 that cemented my obsession with this series and which vies with Persona 5 Royal for my favourite game of all time. But that’s a post for January 5.

[skylanyx]

Hi hi!

I know you’ve probably read my blog description lol all jokes aside, my real name isn’t Skyla Nyx. But since I don’t particularly enjoy giving away my personal information on the World Wide Web, I decided to use my FFXIV character’s name… since this is, after all, an FFXIV page (as well as a gaming blog, but mostly FFXIV).

So, since I started this thing I decided I should share a bit about me:

Name:

Skyla Nyx

Age:

27 (soon to be 28 next Friday!)

Pronouns:

She/Her

Do I have any pets:

I do! I have a Maine Coon named Castiel. He’s the best little gaming buddy a girl could ask for ❤️

Favorite Games:

Final Fantasy XIV (First started playing April 21st, 2023. I have quickly logged over 1000 hours on steam and still play every single day despite finishing MSQ twice now. I hope to write a post soon all about my journey with FFXIV. I can easily say Square and FFXIV, especially YoshiP, have saved my life in ways I am unable to describe.)

Persona 5 Royal (This game is just phenomenal in every way. The day I got my steam deck, which was the day before my 27th birthday ((received it on 8/24/2022 and my birthday is on 8/25)) I have always been haunted by this beautiful story and it’s characters. This game, much like FFXIV, has the best writing I’ve ever experienced in modern day fiction.)

Baldur’s Gate 3 (I’ve had this game since it’s early days in Early Access on my steam deck but only just started it at launch. I hope to write a review on it as soon as I finish it but I’m currently still exploring the story of Faerun with my Druid Tiefling. 💜)

Red Dead Redemption 2 (If you have ever played this game… you’ll know why it’s in my top ten list.)

Nier Automata (Same explanation as the game before it.)

Assassins Creed Odyssey (This game captures the epitome, the essence if you will, of a badass bitch.

Witcher 3 Wild Hunt (Hands down of the best fantasy/action RPG’s to ever be released. This was CD Projekt Red’s ultimate video game. It’s truly such a shame that they tragically destroyed their own reputation with a single game after their success with the Witcher.)

Dragon Age Inquisition (Only played a few hours but I absolutely adore the MMO feel to it. And the freedom you have with your own character.)

Dragon Quest Builders 2 (MINECRAFT BUT WITH AN ACTUAL AMAZING FUCKING STORY. That’s all. 😂)

Stardew Valley (Let’s just say if you were to ever build a farm with me? I will annihilate you in fishing and get us filthy rich. Mark my words.)

Garden Paws (The cutest farming game with SO MUCH YOU CAN DO. And you can do it as a KITTY.)

Favorite Movies/Shows:

Schindlers List

MCU Saga

Attack on Titan

Nier Automata

Persona 5

Demon Slayer

Signs

The Last Shift

Supernatural (DESTIEL IS CANON BITCHES. Stay mad. 😈)

The Last Exorcism

Conjuring/Insidious Saga

The Umbrella Acadmey

Good Omens

Hobby:

Gaming. I have always had a controller or portable system in my hand for as long as I can remember. I think I was 4 years old when I got my Gameboy. Ever since… I’ve been a GaMeR lol I hope to one day start writing reviews once I figure out what exactly I should look for in order to analyze for my first review. Maybe I’ll even do so here!

Anyway. There’s just a little bit about me to hopefully make some friends with similar interests!

[tamerxorles]

So I platinumed Persona 4 Golden... Again.

Back in February of 2021 I was in a little bit of a gaming slump and wanted something comforting to play and maybe complete. I had recently gotten a PSTV so I figured why not Persona 4 Golden? It's one of my favorite games ever and I figured that if I'm going to platinum several other games twice each, then this one deserves at least a once over. Boy did I regret that decision. P4G is an amazing game. The story is great, the characters are amazing in every sense of the word and I'd literally nuke a small country if their leader said something negative about Nanako. All in all the trophies needed to get to the platinum aren't bad and there's only 4 that I'd call tedious. There's one that makes this whole process absolute ass, but I'll get to that. There's the standard stuff that a trophy hunter would be familiar with at this point; finish the story, beat secret bosses, etc. However because the persona games from 3 onward mostly function on a calendar system that means there's A LOT of stuff to pad out gameplay and there's literally no way to platinum a persona game without doing 2 playthroughs minimum. "Oh but Xorles, there are people that can do max social stats and social links in one run, plus all of the extra stuff, I'm sure it can be done in one!" Nope. Every single one of these games has at least one trophy that requires you be in New Game+. For P4G it's got 2. You've gotta be in NG+ not only to fuse Izanagi-No-Okami, but you have to be in it to fight Margaret. Neither of these are really that difficult, P4 is actually incredibly easy on normal mode and a joke on lower difficulties, it just sucks getting to this point. In any case I was able to get the platinum in 3 runs when I did it a couple of years ago. I didn't optimize at all and I basically did almost everything in the first run except read all of the books, the next run I did all of the social links and the compendium, and then the last run was just reading books when I had to and doing the "Hardcore Risette Fan" trophy. Oh my god, whoever decided that trophy needed to exist should be ritualistically sacrificed to the elder gods of Lovecraftian lore. Holy. Fuck. It doesn't look daunting just from the trophy description but doing it was one of the biggest pains in the ass I've ever dealt with. The trophy reads "Hear 250 of Rise's navigation lines" Persona games always have a lot of talking in and out of battle so you'd think that maybe you just have to do a little grinding but nope. Turns out there's MAYBE 30 unique lines for bosses that she says. Everything else is just standard combat lines that you have to keep track of and I hated every second. It was so bad that I needed a literal google docs checklist just to kind of keep track. That said I got to the grind and made a mistake by doing the party social links before doing this trophy which made everything infinitely worse. It's weird because it's like playing the game efficiently actually hurt my chances of doing this trophy easily. Whatever, it was a grind, I finally got it, and I popped off harder than a smash player when they find out that they don't need to shower before their tournament starts. All's well that ends well. I get my platinum, post to Reddit and get the dopamine rush I ever so desired for all of like a day.

Fast forward to 2023 and SURPISE! Atlas F I N A L L Y decided that we should be able to play two of their most popular games on modern consoles! I had a $10 coupon and P4G went on sale so I decided to go ahead and scoop it up for $5. I was thrilled. THEN I got broken up with from probably my most serious relationship ever and I was destroyed emotionally. So naturally I went to one of my comfort games and started playing persona 4 again. It wasn't often but the game did do a very good job at making me smile when I definitely didn't want to. I was talking to a friend and then one of my darkest moments came to pass. He uttered the phrase that sets my soul ablaze and tickles my asshole in a frankly horrifyingly effective way. He said, "I bet you can't platinum it again. Bitch." That was it. Over the course of 110 hours I went through every trophy all over again. I spent the first playthrough doing E V E R Y T H I N G. I read all the books, I fused literally every persona I was able to before NG+, maxed all the social stats, got the hardcore Risette trophy again, grinded out over 2 million yen for the next run through, read all the books. NG+ came around and all I had to do was all the social links, fuse the max link personas at the end as well as Izanagi, slap Margaret around a little bit and then revel in the glory of getting played like a cheap kazoo. Only the I didn't feel as accomplished as I did the last time I got the platinum. It's not because I fell for the obvious trick that my friend used on me in an attempt to get my mind off of my break up, it wasn't because I didn't enjoy my time with the game again, hell it wasn't even because of the Risette trophy. I honestly think that it's just because speeding through the game is a bad way to play it. The last time I did this I had somewhere around 200 hours for the save file that I used and I almost cut it in half this run. Tbh I probably did cut it in half technically, but I have this bad habit of leaving games idle while I do dishes or something so the times tend to get inflated a little bit. I know that the phrase is more associated with 5 but it works just as well here too. Take your time with persona games. The fun comes from spending your time with the game and it's characters. The comparative mundanity of the social links vs the story in P4 is probably it's biggest charm, so doing what I did and fast forwarding through everything makes it so much less fun.

Persona 4 Golden is a personal 10/10 game for me and it's platinum is an 8/10. Literally the worst thing is that Hardcore Risette trophy and if you can do that then all you have to do really is just enjoy the fun game you bought. If you like trophy hunting then give it a try, and if you don't then just do yourself a solid and jump into the town or Inaba for a few dozen hours and enjoy the ride. Am I going to do this again? Fuck no, if I have to hear Rise say "It's weak to ice! Cool!" one more time then I can't be held responsible for what I do next. This whole thing started out as me wanting to vent about how annoying the game can be to platinum, but I think that over the course of typing it out I've accidentally reinforced how much I love this game. That said the next time I pick this game up I'm definitely reading every line of dialog. No matter how tedious.

Thanks for sticking through to the end of this. I want to get into reviewing games and potentially getting into games journalism. I figured talking about a game I love and a gaming process that I routinely go through and enjoy would be a good start? If you have any recommendations on how I can go about this a little better I'd love to read them. I've got 50 other games that I've platinumed and too much free time on my hands so maybe I'll do this again soon. Be good and go play some games. <3