#writing games!

[jackhues]

❄️ (jokingly) sulking and moping when someone else gets the slightest bit of attention with like hughes when he girlfriend gives his brother any attention

hehe i love this!

"he ripped your braces off?" you asked in disbelief, looking between jack and quinn "how's that even possible?"

"i don't know, but it hurt like hell," jack remembered.

you were hanging out with the hughes brothers while the canucks visited the devils. your boyfriend was in the kitchen, grabbing you a glass of water while the other two tried to one up each other with embarrassing childhood stories.

"okay, but you were still the one who cried because you wanted to try pistachio ice cream and then didn't like it," quinn muttered.

jack's jaw dropped, causing you to laugh even harder at that.

luke watched you interact with his brothers, heart full and happy that you all got along the way you did. he handed you the glass of water, dropping down in the seat next to you with a sigh.

his brother's didn't pay him much mind, continuing on with their conversation as they watched t.v.

you nudged his shoulder, "what's wrong? why're you sighing like an old man?"

luke shrugged, picking at the sofa cushion. "no reason. just, you know, my girlfriend likes my brothers more than me."

you rolled your eyes, flicking him in the arm. "oh shut up. i love you more than them, they're just funny."

"i'm not funny?" he asked, placing a hand against his heart as if he was hurt.

"you are, but they give me funny stories about you," you answered.

luke's eyes widened in horror and he muttered to himself, "oh god. what did they tell you this time?"

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[saetoru]

Tee my dearest how about ❛ are you happy here with me? ❜ + Diluc? pretty please of course

gray my love anything for you <3

he says it in bed one night. your cheek is pressed against his bare chest, and his fingers trace your arm, and he just mumbles it—takes the chance and prepares himself for the prospect of pain.

“are you happy here?” he mumbles, feeling your head turn, feeling your gaze on him as your brows furrow while he quietly adds, “here…with me?”

diluc thinks he wouldn’t be—doesn’t think he’d be content if he were you. he pictures the empty half of the bed in the morning, then the even emptier table during meals, and then the repeated cycle as he climbs under the blanket beside you when you’re well asleep.

no, diluc thinks he wouldn’t be happy if he were you, and he can’t blame you for it either.

you don’t deserve him—you with your patient gaze, your delicate touch and the tender, saccharine smile of yours. you with that gentle laugh that flows with the breeze as it grazes his skin, soft and airy and too good to be real. you deserve better, and he wonders if that’s what he can ever give you.

“and why wouldn’t i be?” you huff, lips pouting like the question is an insult.

“i’m never home,” he sighs, like he’s resigned himself to the truth, like he’s waiting for you to realize it too. “you…you deserve better—”

“what’s better than sweeping mondstadt’s most eligible bachelor off his feet?” you wriggle your brows—and then you cup his face, letting the gentle touch of your hand guide his gaze to meet yours, “of course i’m happy. i’m always happy when i’m here with you.”

and perhaps diluc wouldn’t be if he were you—but selfishly, he’s glad he’s not. he pulls you closer, lets you breathe against his neck and hold him close.

“if you’re happy,” he murmurs, “then i am too.”

[lena-rambles]

last line tag

i was tagged by @sarandipitywrites to share the last line i wrote. thanks for the tag! read their post here - i love the description in it.

from long live the queen, after erin's mother dies:

eventually, theodore speaks, quiet but firm. “you’re not alone. i’m here. so are cora and hugo. and your mother’s and father’s families.” he says nothing about his, which is just as well.

i'll pay it forward and gently tag @gummybugg, @oh-no-another-idea, @tabswrites, and @flowerprose :)

[thecollectionsof]

Maybe the words sweet, linger, and future

oh no that's like all the words i put into my fics???? i haven't even started and i already know what to expect <3<3<3

sweet

bakery au:

Nobody actually calls people sweet cheeks, only truck stop diner workers smoking a pack a day and now, apparently, the very cute person at this LA cafe.

soup!:

She loves how weird she is, how cute she is, how sweet she is.

linger

soup!:

It’s just Gigi’s way of saying that she doesn’t want to see her shirt get stained, probably, but it still lingers in her mind as she nods and huffs out a laugh.

ghost :) au:

She drops her hand from her shoulder but it lingers, fingers brushing her arm on its way down.

future

postcards:

She had been dating him for almost two years at this point, and up until he left she was pretty sure that they would get married at some point in the future, if coming out to him went well, because it just made sense.

[prokopetz]

The constant rolling disaster that is Overwatch's game development aside, what really perplexes me about how Blizzard is handling the broader franchise is their continual insistence that a canon narrative exists in spite of their equally continual refusal to tell anyone what it is.

Like, okay, the events of the games aren't canon. Fair enough: the games are multiplayer-only, and you can't account for player actions.

Oh, and the animated short films aren't canon either – they're properly understood as in-universe propaganda, not depictions of actual events. That's a little high concept for you guys, but fine.

But surely the comics are canon, right? Well, no; some of the comics (we're not telling you which ones) were canon at one point, but the writing team has decided to go in a different direction.

My dudes, what is left? The weird Source Filmmaker porn? Is that canon? Well, apparently it's at least as canon as anything else!

[timelesslords]

thinking about how the hunger games were designed to prove that without society, order, government, someone to rule, we devolve into little more than animals, and how the games themselves prove over and over again that this is not true. We see it in every single game we witness.

Katniss placing flowers around Rue's body in the arena. Thresh sparing Katniss because she was kind to Rue, even though he was making it that much harder for himself to win.

Haymitch going back for Maysilee after hearing her scream even though their alliance had been broken. Haymitch holding her as she dies the same way Katniss did Rue.

Coral's "I can't have killed them all for nothing" when she realizes she's not going home. Lamina cutting down Marcus at great personal risk. And, my favorite moment in tbosas, Reaper collecting the bodies of his fellow tributes, his peers, even the ones who tried to kill him, into a pile. Taking the weapons from their hands. Closing their eyes and crossing their arms in the best approximation of a proper burial he can manage, covering them with the Capitol flag as a makeshift shroud.

The Games bring out the worst in people, yes. But despite the extreme circumstances, despite the exterior pressure of the Capitol, despite the fact that it could mean pain and heartbreak and death, it also shows that people have an enormous capacity for goodness. That even in a situation purposefully designed to make empathy impossible, people can't help but have it anyway.

Snow looks at the Games and all he can see is what's inside himself-- this pure animalistic drive to conquer and defeat. He kills and it feels good and he thinks that everyone else must feel that way too. He doesn't realize (maybe can't realize) that he is the exception, not the rule. He cannot see outside himself, outside his own warped perspective, to realize that the fact that people do show humanity in the games proves his entire worldview wrong.

[blumineck]

OK, I know I usually talk about fantasy archery in a positive sense, but I think there’s also a place for (hopefully constructive) criticism of tropes that could do with improving!

If you like this sort of thing, here’s the full video:

Remember,

[theoldaeroplane]

worried that thing you put in your art or writing or game or music is too self-indulgent, too self-referential, too niche for anyone but yourself? fear not! you can do whatever you want forever. and you should.

[emptyjunior]

Enough random notes that have a written story on them as environmental storytelling, explore the space, get crazier with it.

You move into a house and aw cute, it has the kids height on the walls but you notice there's a three foot difference in height between measurements, you check the date, they're a month apart. The final measurement is on the ceiling. It's dated two days ago.

You're part of a recovery team that have finally found a stranded ship, they were found too late and have all passed a long time ago. They all died of starvation. You enter their storeroom, it's filled with food. In the dining hall you find the tables laden with perfectly fine looking breads, cakes, cured meats, jams, candies. Your medic says all the people sitting at the table didn't eat a Thing.

You wake up in an apocalypse. You can't find anyone at all as you wander the streets but you do hear faint music playing from somewhere. You stumble into a supermarket, to see all the aisles still full, except for the shelf that was full of ear plugs, which look to be the only thing that was looted.

Like there's light, sound, props. Having a street where every house is decimated except for One. Landing on a planet known for having No Water and a plant is growing and you don't know where it could have possibly gotten moisture from but you can't find the citizens Anywhere.

I'm sorry, I'm just kinda over the "graffiti on the wall to show the bad guy is around". That's not environmental storytelling that's just normal story. Show me I'm in the villains territory by the rain suddenly cutting out above me as I'm driving, even though it's meant to be raining all night. I park the car and step out, and realise the constellations are Wrong, until I see they're Not constellations, they're the blinking lights of a massive ship-

I Will stop now because everytime I go to write a sentence it devolves into another prompt but I'm just saying we have a Lot of senses, engage them, show me the Environment in environmental storytelling.

[tariah23]

The manga industry, especially JUMP, needs to hurry up and do away with weekly scheduling for mangaka. There needs to better regulations put into place for their health and safety because this is pitiful. Two weeks - monthly updates should’ve already been the standard for the manga industry at this point. These money grabbers will only continue to put the lives of these artists at stake for the sake of capitalism unless some serious changes are implemented.

[charles-breaks-beakers]

HETEROSEXUAL CIS-PEOPLE LOOK HERE

Snaps my fingers at you as you scroll past this post

Look at me. Listen.

I'm not the best at serious posts, but that article up there reminded me of how important it is that people like you stand up for us. So hold on while I try to get this out of my mushy end-of-work-day brain.

We could fight this fight ourselves for decades trying to reach the equal laws, gender affirming trans healthcare that doesn't have a 2-5+ soul-eating years of waiting time, medical care with equal knowledge of lgbtqia+ bodies, and, what is often forgotten, inclusion in the little everyday areas of life like our way of speaking or things being set up or designed with the existence of queer people in mind.

But you joining in could get us there so much faster.

The power you have as a hetero cis person is that you set the standard for what is seen as the average way of treating us among other hetero cis people. You have been given the power of deciding what's "normal" and I'm begging you to use it.

Richard Green is a great example of to what extent your actions can help our situation, and smaller ways of support still add up to a great impact on society, and could make the days of the queer people you interact with.

Educate yourself before you speak up, but don't be silent.

[jackhues]

❄️ suddenly pulling them toward you to wrap them in a hug connor bedard

this is short, but i hope you like this anon !

you took a sip of your drink, laughing along with some of your family.

it was your bi-yearly family get together, and everyone was having lots of fun. you hadn't seen some of your cousins in months, which was hard considering how close you were growing up.

but everyone was here today, including some of the new boyfriends. most of them were walking around the house, helping with the dishes and putting things away.

connor and you'd been dating for a few years now, so he was considered one of the older boyfriends. he had no one to impress anymore.

he sat with some of your uncles and cousins, talking about the cfl season. the nfl season was over for months, and now it was time for them to think about the cfl.

you nodded along to some story your cousin was saying, explaining that time that someone accidently sent her a christmas card, but she'd already spent the money.

suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you in. you tried not to giggle as connor hugged you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.

around you, your cousins continued their conversations, not even surprised by connor's sudden appearance.

you smiled to yourself, leaning back against his chest, and surrounded by the people you loved most.

it was perfect.

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[saetoru]

Is it okay with ❛ how are you still alive? ❜ and dainsleif, 💗💗 thank you 💗💗 (they really need to add plain pink hearts)

lol i cannot write angst so take this tomfoolery byeee. also ur so right we do deserve plain pink hearts

he shouldn’t be here.

you mourned him—you wept and grieved and felt the sting of time ebb away what was supposed to your future from your touch, slipping through the cracks like sand falling between your fingertips.

dainsleif is supposed to be long dead. dainsleif is not supposed to be here right now. dainsleif is not supposed to be alive—or so you think.

you remember the fall, the cold and harsh aftermath of the land, desolate of its previous life. you remember searching for the man you loved—for the signs he’d surely have left. yet, after all these years, after you’re sure he’s no more than a distant memory, it’s almost as if you can reach out and brush the strands of hair from his forehead like you’d always done.

so you do. you reach out to prove to your desperate mind it’s a trick—and yet, you feel the warmth of his skin brush your fingertips.

“you were dead,” you squint, staring at him carefully. he stares back, something blurred between pain and joy flashing in his eyes.

“so were you,” he whispers—and if you listen closely, there’s a crack in his voice, one that sounds like it carries a lifetime and more worth of grief upon tired shoulders.

“how are you still alive?” you breathe with glossy eyes and a shaky gasp.

he doesn’t answer—simply presses his forehead to yours, feels your shaky hands cup his cheeks and hold on desperately, feels your quiet sobs against his chest. and perhaps you’re both damned until the very end—but selfishly, he’s glad it’s together.

[lena-rambles]

get to know the writer / nine people tag

thank you @violets-in-her-arms-writes for the tag! it's a great way to become more active again :)

this hasn't been sitting in my drafts since july shhh

three ships ; harlivy (harley quinn / poison ivy) hawkleaf (hawkfrost / leafpool) hannigram (hannibal lecter / will graham) + a bonus fourth of jiang yanli / happiness (i love her sm she deserves the world)

last song ; em mới là người yêu anh (min) at the time of writing this jackie and wilson (hozier) at the time of queuing this lol

last movie ; battle of the super sons (a cute movie, highly recommend, lois lane is iconic)

favourite colour ; dark red

sweet / spicy / savoury ; sweet :)

currently watching ; psych season 2 (rewatching the series chronologically)

currently reading ; rereading warriors: into the wild because nostalgia. also slowly vicious (v.e. schwab), mo dao zu shi (mo xiang tong xiu), and fierce fairytales (nikita gill).

currently craving ; my dog. food wise, black cherry ice cream.

currently working on ; long live the queen for nanowrimo

last thing you searched for writing purposes ; gender neutral greek names for zacharias' nonbinary fiancé. their name is coriander which,, isn't fitting to the setting.

soft tagging @cherrybombfangirlwrites, @gummybugg, @you-are-my-neverland, and @revenancy

[thecollectionsof]

hi gi!! for the ask game — hours, skirt, kiss 🫶🏼🫶🏼

pippin!!! hi <3<3

hours

music box fic:

She said it that night, hours after she was supposed to be asleep, late enough to hear her parents crying in the other room.

skirt

surprisingly no skirts?? i should get on that i love a skirt

kiss

bakery au:

"I swear my friends were going to kiss me when I brought them the bagels, and the cookie was so good, too."

[kithj]

good games i've played on itchio lately:

please tell me you love me - chat with your guild members for the last time before the game's servers are shut down

GIRLKILLER (covet) - there is a girl who looks like you, and today you're going to kill her

cover me in leaves - stuck in your small hometown, you get your first tattoo. and then a few more, and more, and more

don't rock the boat - play through the different perspectives of a women's crew team as they are stalked by something in the water

GUTLESS - you are the captain of a deep sea vessel. your mission doesn't go well

so, about last night... - you wake up sick and weirdly hungry after hooking up with someone at a party. you spend the next night trying to find her.

close the window, my love - short bitsy poem about closing the window. sound on! this creator has a lot of short bitsy works i recommend.

there is a beautiful star - just a short, cute side scroller. lots of short, lighthearted games from them, definitely recommend for a mood booster.