#『 there's no place we won't reach if it's us. 』 �� dash games.

[recre8ed]

aaahh ... well, at the time people were actually doing these i was very busy working on some other projects and didn't have a lot of time to dedicate to making a sheet like this or lurking the dash to fill them out. today i'm very late to the party, but i made one just for fun anyway.

[creweemmaeec11]

Just a Sense

This is my secret santa snippet I wrote for @chaoticgoodthief. Their Prompt was:  "how about the joke villain going ballistic when someone hurts their designated hero?"

I really hope you like it!!!

"Alright, party's over," Hero's voice echoed through the empty halls of the museum.

Villain didn't bother turning around immediately, continuing to admire the painting they were looking at before casually turning to face their guest, "I'd have to disagree," They mused, hopping down from the ledge, "Now that you're here, the party can finally start,"

The Hero grinned, pulling their dagger out and twirling it between their fingers, "Alright, if you're looking for a dance partner-"

"Awe, come on!" The criminal interrupted, "We haven't even gotten to enjoy the museum yet!" they twirled with their arms out to gesture to everything around them, "We have the place to ourselves tonight! We can even go past the guard ropes, don't worry, I won't tell,"

The Hero raised an amused eyebrow, "You don't think I have better things to do?"

The Villain shot them a cheshire, all too knowing smile, "I think we both know you do, and we both know that's exactly why you're here in the first place,"

It was a distraction, for both of them. A game of cat and mouse that repeated like clockwork, comforting in its predictability. They were both safe here, in a weird way. They knew each other, knew the stakes, knew it wasn't actually a fight to the death, that no matter what, Villain would slip away at the end of the night, so they could do it all over again.

The Hero blushed, but rolled their eyes, failing to keep the slight smile off their face, "Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night,"

"Put that butter knife away; we both know you're not actually going to stab me with it,"

"Oh yeah? I do have an actual job to do here, you know?" The Hero countered, crossing their arms.

"Oh my god, are you two done flirting yet?" A new voice cut in mockingly,  as a figure came out from behind one of the museum's pillar supports.

"Supervillain?!" both parties cried in unison.

Hero instinctively reached for their communicator, but Supervillain flicked a hand. The device shot out of Hero's grasp, shattering against the far wall.

"Now, now," Supervillain drawled, their voice cool and condescending, almost like disciplining a misbehaving child, "Calling for backup would ruin the whole point of me going through the effort of getting you alone, wouldn't it?"

"Supervillain, what are you doing here?" Villain asked, a cautious edge creeping into their usually carefree tone.

Supervillain glanced over to them, surprise flashing in their eyes, like they were shocked the Villain had even dared to speak to them.

"Leave." They commanded, "This doesn't concern you anymore," turning back toward the Hero, who was slowly backing away.

Villain saw the Hero glance at them, the fear, the silent plea for help in their eyes. They clenched their fists at their sides.

"Back off, I was here first,"

The Supervillain spun around at that, eyebrows fully raised, shock morphing into an almost... impressed expression.

"Oh, you're cute," they replied, lips curling into a smirk. "I don't believe we've met face to face, have we? Small fries don't usually cause much of a blip on my radar I'm afraid. But don't worry, tonight I'm actually doing you a favour,"

"A favour?" The Villain replied skeptically, narrowing their eyes.

"Well, I'm about to take this little nuisance behind us out of the way for you-"

Suddenly, the Hero behind them made a dash for it, but it was no use, as they were immediately flung backwards, crashing through a wall and an expensive painting along with it.

"Seriously, Hero? Running? You should know better by now."

"Get away from them!" Villain shot back, running toward the Hero who was struggling in the rubble.

"All right, your entertainment value has expired. I needed them without their backup, which they never need with you. You've served your purpose, now get out of my way," the Supervillain gestured at the Villain, as if to send them flying, but to their surprise, nothing happened, "what-"

Suddenly the Supervillain's world seemed to be spinning, running laps around their skull as they could no longer tell up from down. It was like vertigo from all directions at once. It was only then the horrifying realization hit them that their vision was fading.

"What the hell are you-!"

"Sensory manipulation," Villain said calmly, striding toward them, watching as the Supervillain came crashing down to the floor. "A little something I haven't had to use in a long time."

"You insolent little-!"

"Sense of sight, balance, motion... kind of hard to function when they suddenly get thrown into a blender huh? Proprioception really is a wonderful thing."

Supervillain was very quickly beginning to feel sick.

"Certain senses are more fun than others..." the Villain mused, crouching down next to them, "Nociception... the sense of pain... for example"

A gut-wrenching, blood-curdling, animalistic scream suddenly erupted from the Supervillain on the floor.

The pain only lasted for a second, but that was one second too long.

They were flailing, trying desperately to get away, to get a sense of anything. They couldn't tell where they were. Were they on the ground? Were they stuck to the ceiling? Were they floating in water? Even worse, they felt like they were losing a sense of not only where they were, but what and even who they were.

Supervillain didn't even realize they were shaking. They could feel panic flooding their system.

"Interoception is probably my favourite, though," Villain mused, their voice almost playful. "The sense of internal body states. Hunger, thirst.... panic... fear...." The Villain mused, tilting their head in thought, "How high do you think your heart rate can get before it gives out? Shall we find out?"

The Supervillain tried to speak, they really did, but it felt like the couldn't get enough oxygen into their lungs. They couldn't- hyperventilating- their body was-

It was like their body couldn't tell how fast their heart was already beating, yet it felt in desperate need to beat faster.

Then, like a sudden plunge into icy water, everything in their body seemed to balance. Their head was spinning, but they could see their vision beginning to come back. They could make out a blurry figure standing above them that was starting to move away.

"If I ever see you anywhere close to my hero again, I'll get the answer to my question," they warned as they went back over to the Hero in question.

There was a flash behind them, and the Supervillain vanished as they crouched down, "Are you okay?"

"What-.... what the hell was-..."

"Where does it hurt?" the Villain asked instead.

"Everywhere?" The hero huffed, dropping their head to the marble floor below.

The Villain closed their eyes for a moment, and suddenly, the hero could feel the pain melting away.

"Better?"

"How the hell did you-"

"Let's just say I always go easy on my favourite hero," they stood up, extending a hand down to the Hero, "Come on, I'll stop the heist if I get to take you out to dinner, on me,"

"Only if it comes with a side of explanations." The Hero rebuked.

"Deal,"

With that, the Villain helped the hero to their feet. They may have had a lot of explaining to do. But they also had a steak to order, and they had their priorities in order.

[tadpoletiddles]

(Idk if you do yandere) hear me out..... Soft!Yandere Branch x reader fanfic where he never allows them to leave the bunker under ANY circumstances because he's afraid that someone will take them away from him........ I know it sounds freaky but think abt it (it can be headcannons or smut idc 😃👍🏾)

(If your not comfortable doing yandere, I completely understand and won't force you to do something your not comfortable with :3)

𝐂𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

Yandere Branch x Reader

(This one's gender-neutral)

Heyo!! So I've actually never written any yandere before, but I am so up for giving it my best try! Oh boy, oh boy, I am so up for the freaky stuff ;)

Sorry if this one's kinda of short... enjoy!!

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The relationship between you and Branch was definitely unique. By this, I mean that he was rather possessive. It hadn't always been this way, though. When the two of you first started dating, he was great, but as time went on and the two of you got closer, he realized just how precious you were to him. Of course, he had to keep this precious gem safe. How did he do this? Well, you weren't really allowed to leave the bunker, and even in the rare instances that you did, he had to go with you. You weren't bothered by it a lot, finding it cute that he worried about you so much.

Although, this evening, you were planning on sneaking out. It wasn't because you needed to escape Branch; you loved your overprotective boyfriend. Honestly, you just wanted to test your abilities and were curious if you'd even be able to get past him. The two of you had laid down like normal for the night with you snuggled up in his arms. When he was drifting off to sleep, you tried to wiggle your way out of his grip, but he only pulled you in closer to his chest. "Sweetheart, I have to go to the bathroom," you tried to see if that would work. He stirred and peeked open one eye groggily, "Mnmm," and loosened his hold, allowing you to slip away. You turned around to look at him for a second, seeing he was back asleep, before shutting the door.

As soon as you did the time was ticking; you knew that if you weren't back within a reasonable amount of time that Branch would come and find you. Boy, was he good at it, too. He could track you down in minutes, even if you were hiding, which is why you had to act fast. Running down the corridor away from the bedroom, you tried to be as quiet as possible. Just as you had reached the end of the hall, you could hear him stir. 'He's awake already," you'd think to yourself as you hurried around the corner. Now, you were dashing across the bunker, trying to remember the turns that led to the elevator. But, of course, because you were rushing, you took a wrong turn, leading you right back to Branch. He'd stopped in his tracks when he saw you, giving you a look of disapproval, "Bathroom, hm?" You gulped, knowing the jig was up. Branch took a step towards you, "Back to bed, shall we?" Keeping the distance between the two of you, you take a step back. One of his eyebrows raises at you, and he smirks, "Oh, you want to play, do you?" "Well," he crosses his arms, "I'll give you a headstart."

The game of cat and mouse had just begun. Without another word, you took off back down the way you'd come from. Your legs pumped as you sprinted through the maze of turns. You internally curse at Branch for making this place so difficult to navigate. Your hopes picked up when you began to recognize the path you were on; the one that was close to the elevator! Oh, but that optimism quickly diminished when Branch met you as you rounded the corner. He dashed forward, lunching to grab you. With a yelp, you leaped clear from his way and scurried to get away from him.

Now, the elevator was in view. It was now that all of strength was used to run. You heaved in air like your life depended on it, taking in as much as you could to fuel your body. The elevator was so close, maybe only a couple of feet away, you guessed. This is what prompted you to look over your shoulder for Branch. He, however, was nowhere in sight. That was until you whirled back around to the elevator. Branch was standing right in the middle of your path; it was like he'd come out of nowhere. Having no time to stop, you would have crashed right into him if it wasn't for Branch's maneuvering skills. Upon contact, you're shoved to the ground onto your stomach. You let out a huff as the air is knocked out of you.

"I've got you, dearest," Branch chirps down at you. Being caught wasn't such a bad thing. It meant he could now have his way with you. Oh, you dirty troll. Teasing him, swaying your hips the little bit he would allow in his grip. "Sweet thing, I could take you right here." You certainly wouldn't complain. Being hunted was more than just a thrill for the heart...

It wasn't long until you'd be screaming his name. Goodness, you were begging and pleading with him to go faster, harder, as if he wasn't enough already.

"Are you gonna run off again?"

"N-No, sir."

;)

[bonny-kookoo]

Them taking tongue tied mc swimming because she used to love it but also being like very careful just in case the muscle memory is gone. No angst just sweet fluff. ❤️

You're a bit (very) wary as you look at the big pool, Jungkook already standing in it, showing you that no, you technically cannot drown- at least not in the shallow part where he's standing in. "Come, it's fine, I promise!" He says, walking closer to the edge, tapping your ankles. "I won't let you get hurt." He promises, and you slowly nod, sitting down to drop your legs in the water, before you hold out your arms- reaching for him.

And he doesn't waste a second to hold your waist securely as you slowly drop down the side into the water, immediately panicking a little when you slip a bit and end up dropping a lot quicker than anticipated. But Jungkook simply holds you, lets you cling onto him while staying calm so you can feel at least a bit more relaxed.

Namjoon walks a little closer, some staff now interested as well as Jungkook's designated cameraman starts to record from the sidelines.

"Is it cold?" Jungkook wonders as you tremble in the water, pupils blown wide.

"I think it's just because she got a little spooked, right?" Namjoon wonders, and slowly, it seems as if you become aware of where you are again, looking around as you break free from your fear induced paralysis. "There we go."

"See? Everything's fine." Jungkook offers with a bright grin, walking slowly away from the edge- and you follow, your tail almost instinctively moving to keep balance, something Namjoon notices with interest. Jungkook simply giggles to himself as he watches you bounce a little in your step, getting used to the water around you it seems like, and slowly, his hands leave your waist.

Though you still make sure to keep a hold of his hands, not that he's complaining.

"You wanna float a little?" He wonders, and you look up at him, torn. You do kind of want to, but you're also a little worried. What if you panic, and drown?

But Jungkook promised he wouldn't let you get hurt. So you nod.

"Turn around then, pup." He chuckles, before he places his hands under your arms. "Lean against me." He instructs, and you do as he says, resting your back against his chest before you gently kick your legs up. "There we go- see? You can do it." Jungkook grins, before he slowly helps you float on your back, head dipping into the water while your face stays outside-

looking at his brightly grinning face, upside-down.

"You wanna know something cool?" He wonders, and you just look at him, scared to nod. "No hands." He teases, holding up his hands on either side of you- and at that, you move to stand up again, whining loudly before splashing water at him. But he just laughs.

"See? You don't need any help!" He laughs- and you notice it too, suddenly.

When, out of nowhere, a purple ball falls into the pool, hypnotizing you. And it's the look you share with Jungkook that suddenly makes you both dash out to catch it, both Jimin and Taehyung joining in, quickly joined by the rest of them- even Yoongi, who however stays more or less on the sidelines while watching fondly.

By now, over the course of time, something had happened that management did not foresee at all. Not the fans becoming fond of you, or the band itself-

but staff.

A few makeup artists prepare some towels for when you come out of the water later- eight, to be exact, and others such as a camera director, brings some snacks from the leftover food over with the words 'she's probably gonna be starving later'.

You're becoming a fixed part of not only the group- but your surroundings as well. And considering the fact that they just know both Jungkook and Namjoon would file in for ownership the minute your foster care contract was to end, there's really.. nothing they could do about it.

It frustrates them to no ends.

But for the band, and the staff, and the fans who later on watch the whole game of.. it's not really clear if its fetch, or toss, or volleyball- but whatever you're playing, it crashes through the internet like a raging wildfire, many fans making clear references to your past as a competitive swimmer in the junior hybrid team. They've found out some of your old past- currently on a witch hunt for your past owner after the company had to respond to rumors surrounding past violence in your life.

They want justice. They want to see someone held accountable for what they found had happened to you- the loudest being hybrid activists and hybrid fans themselves.

But today, as everyone plays in the pool, there's only happiness, and the occasional roughhousing between Jungkook and the other two youngest's- having to be pulled apart by Namjoon every now and then.

"They're behaving like dogs." A manager says, disgruntled.

"Well, they're wolves, apart from her." A hair stylist snaps back amused. "So, not far off."

"Still." He huffs.

"Oh come on, let them be for a moment." She sighs, placing your towel near a plastic chair. "I myself think they look a lot happier these days." She shrugs, not staying to hear the answer she might get as everyone slowly emerges from the pool again, Jungkook carrying your yawning self towards the chairs and towels where he sits you down on one, an older staff member playfully wrapping the towel around you, laughing when you let her happily dry your ears for you.

And Yoongi can't help but watch in personal satisfaction as the manager present is forced to walk away from the scene-

well aware that you've won.

[kawaiijohn]

Danny tries to pawn the Ghost King position off on his classmates.

Idk what I was doing, and then suddenly it turned into wes/danny I'm so fucking sorry?

T rating I embarrassed myself fucking writing this bc it came out of nowhere girl (gn) HELP

"Hey Dash how about instead of you focusing on your homework you just start beating me up, just like old times! I sure miss being slammed into a locker."

Dash looks at Fenton, confused before scoffing.

"Even though I normally love wailing on you, Fenturd, coach needs me on my best behavior. State's next week and I'm one loser swirlie away from being suspended."

"I won't scream or anything, I promise! Whaddya say? You get to beat the snot out of me and I won't even complain! I'll even thank you for it." Danny responds, looking around nervously. "But I'm in a bit of a rush, so can you make it quick and do it, say, before six tonight?"

Danny gives the other boy the saddest, most punchable puppy dog eyes he possibly can.

Dash rolls his eyes seeing Fenton ham it up. The loser only does this for his birthday, so it's really weird having him request it four months in advance. Dash decides to ignore the request, only gently pushing the dweeb out of his way. "Beat it, Fentertainment Tonite- I know you don't have a life, but I do."

Danny curses as Dash disappears down the halls.

"I know you want to punch me. You wanna do it so bad." Danny eggs on another of the jocks- Travis, he thinks. "Remember that time I said you punch like my Grandma?"

His grandma taught both his mom and aunt how to fight, but Travis doesn't need to know that.

"Beat it, jackwipe!" Travis shoves Danny out of the way and continues down the hall.

"The one time I need to be shoved into a locker or punched, none of the jocks want to even look at me." Danny bemoans.

He's already struck out with Dash and Kwan- both of which need to stay as non violent as possible with administration lurking around this close to their big game. Paulina pretended he didn't exist, and Star laughed in his face. Something about 'she already kicked his ass months ago'. Which was true, but he was certain he's done something since then worth beating him up for.

"I can't ask Sam or Tuck, it's gotta be someone I hate." Danny pauses with a shudder. "But definitely not Vlad- he already has an ego the size of the Milky Way..."

Danny hears the bell ring and wipes his sweaty palms on his pants.

He has until six tonight to get his ass beat. He can do that, right?

---

Danny is downright panicked now.

Detention really put a damper on his plans. Being stuck in a sweltering classroom with Lancer and Wes only made him more nervous. It really didn't help that Lancer needed helping hands for some after school thing.

Danny only has one option, and he's glad it's one of his 'enemies'.

"Heyyyyyy Wes, what's happening tonight?" Danny slings his arm around the tall boy's shoulder, pulling him down to pipsqueak height. "Wasn't that round of detention just fun?"

Wes nearly growls and shoves Danny off of him. "Fenton! You're the reason I was even there in the first place! If it wasn't for you and your stupid ghost bullshit I would have gotten to class on time!"

"Yeah?" Danny asks, being as annoyingly positive as he possibly can. "Well it's good that there was two of us, or else Lancer wouldn't have let either of us out until well after six!"

Danny looks at the clock nervously- five fifty.

He has ten minutes.

"I don't find moving entire stacks of chairs halfway across the school fun, or even a fair punishment for being late twice in a week. So what if the crafting club has their expo tonight? They should be the ones moving furniture." Wes tries to overtake Danny in the hall but he can't outwalk the other boy.

"But we got to spend all day with each other! Isn't that just swell?" Danny pukes in his mouth a little. He's got a goalpost to reach in less than ten minutes, and my the Ancients he's gonna do it.

"Spending time with a chronic liar and freak of nature isn't really what I consider fun, Fenton."

"Yeah, but we really bonded, don't you think? Had some quality one-on-one without you being a creep outside my house."

Wes's face reddens. "HEY! That was one time, and I don't want to have the cops chase me again. Or your parents, who are worse somehow."

"See, we're bonding here!" Danny jogs alongside Wes, making sure to keep pace at just the right level of obnoxious. But we should really bond sometime in the next... eight minutes."

"God there it is again! What? Do you have important Phantom shit to do at six or something?" Wes rubs his temples. "You're being freakier than normal today and I'm gonna get to the bottom of it."

"There's nothing to get to the bottom of, I just have something to do later. Not Phantom or ghost related- something completely normal and human, yep."

"God you piss me the fuck off, Fenton." Wes crosses his arms and blocks the doorway out of the school. "And one of these days, I'm gonna get you to confess, and then it'll be all over."

"Yeah, that's nice and all, but like, wouldn't it just be so satisfying to, I dunno, take out all that pent up frustration on me?" Danny grins devilishly at the other boy. "Come on, I have such a punchable face! Aaaaand since you say I'm a ghost or whatever it won't actually hurt me, right?"

Danny gets right up into Wes's personal space and looks up at him with a shit-eating grin.

"Back off, Fenton." Wes backs himself against the lockers. He looks anywhere but Danny's face. "Personal space is a concept even stupid ghosts understand."

"Yeah, but if I'm a stupid ghost doesn't that make you wanna prove it? Can't you prove it by beating me up? You have a camera..." Danny reaches for the camera slung around Wes's shoulder and points it at his own face. "It'd be soooo easy."

Wes's face is currently doing its best impression of a tomato as he continues to ignore Danny.

"Please? I'm gonna start begging you to beat my ass soon if you don't acknowledge me, Wes."

"Back. Off. Fenton." Wes stares Danny right in the face. "Last chance."

Danny does the opposite and yanks Wes to stare him in the eyes. "You wanna punch me so bad it makes you look stupid, Weston." Danny chuckles and makes his eyes flash green. "Your face is sooooo red with rage- you wanna kick my ass, admit it!"

Danny barely gets a warning before Wes lunges and tackles him to the ground with a kiss.

Both boys gasp in surprise and Wes backs himself against the lockers with a loud bang.

They sit in silence, staring at each other in disbelief before Danny laughs.

"Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Sh-shut up! It's not my fault you're kind of..."

"Wait, have you been staring at me this whole time because you're crushing on me?" Danny laughs in disbelief as Wes turns even brighter red. "Is that how you 'accidentally' discovered my secret?"

"No!" Wes sputters out. "I don't sta-"

"Stalk me, yeah. Dude you follow me around with a camera to try and expose me. What sort of fruitloop shit are you pulling??"

"Well, if you weren't lying about being a human, then I wouldn't need to-"

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Danny doesn't know how to feel about it, really. Wes is kind of cute, and he's unhinged just like the rest of his friends. But he's also obsessed with exposing him, and kind of stalks him (to no success).

He spends a few moments before he glances at the clock again.

Two minutes left.

He can use this to his advantage, even if it's dirty and underhanded.

"Hey Wes. You really fucking suck at kissing." He eggs the other boy on. "Like, zero technique, all desperation!"

"Shut up!"

Wes starts crying a little. Danny only feels a little bad, but he really needs this to happen.

"What, even I've kissed people before and I'm a loser! Plus I bet you can't even man up and fight me like I want- you're such a little cuck boy, Weston! Always relying on other people to do the dirty work of beating my ass so you can gather your evidence like a little bitch in the dark."

"I said shut up!" Wes's face is bright red again- an angry embarrassment with tears streaming down his face.

But he still has to keep going, even if it feels gross to do this to someone who he kind of likes.

"Make me, Wesley." He spits.

---

It's a dirty brawl but it ends with a very red-faced Wes pinning a bruised and elated Danny to the ground. The latter feels awful about playing dirty with Wes's feelings, but it seems the other boy really needed to take out his rage on him.

"Sooooo, you admit you have complete victory in this fight, right Wes?" Danny smiles up from underneath the other boy.

Wes sputters, his face still bright red and tears running down his cheeks. "You're such a fucking little shit, Fenton."

"Thanks, I try!. But I need you to accept that I'm saying you have total victory in this fight."

Wes sighs and lets go of Danny's wrists and sits back against the lockers. "Yeah, sure. I beat your ass fair and square. Also do you know how weird it is to see you healing this fast? I swear I gave you a black eye."

"You did. I'm just a fast healer." Danny sits up and looks around. He feels... guilty. At least for only finding one person to do this to.

The clock strikes six.

"Also, I'm sorry I lied- you're not a bad kisser. I just needed you to beat my ass. Also sorry about what's about to happen." Danny rubs the back of his neck.

"Sorry about wha-" Wes is interrupted by a portal opening beside the two of them.

"Sorry for being impolite, we should assume." An Observant materializes out of the void beside him. "It's not polite for the crown prince to wait until the last minute to find a replacement, but since you have... bested Prince Phantom in combat, albeit not formal combat, the rules are the rules."

Wes glares at Danny who is doing his best trying to disappear without going ghost.

"Prince Phantom??" Wes spits at the other boy.

"Yep! Former Prince Phantom." Danny smirks. "And again, sorry, but they only gave me today until six to find a replacement. The whole King schtick isn't really my jam."

Wes stares at the other boy as more Observants spill from the hole in reality and bow to him.

"Fenton..."

"Hey! I'm not gonna bail on you or anything. You still need an advisor- I just really don't wanna deal with the formality shit. Hope you understand!"

Danny gives Wes a peace sign as he's escorted through the portal, pissed off, confused, and shell-shocked.

[dvilsdesire-a]

// Now that I am somewhat settled in a bit more to the house, I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who reached out to me the other day when I wasn't feeling great <3 I think seasonal depression just kind of kicked in as well. Christmas is always a bit depressing and lonely for me as I live interstate and my partner's family is all still in the US. It's just us, and that's okay! but I do miss feeling like Christmas is Christmas.

I also wanted to actually say happy new years to everyone as well, and a big thank you for sticking by me.

Last year, I decided one day that I was randomly going to make a Haarlep blog after I was stalking some article about Raphael on the net, and hadn't yet KNOWN about the HoH and what happened (I was only in Act 2 at the time, but I already had my eyes set on Raphael lol). I went on YT and I watched the Haarlep encounter, and I laughed, and I thought this is amazing, and then I couldn't wait to encounter him in game.

This was entirely a case of "I didn't choose the muse, the muse chose me." Haarlep and I honestly just... clicked. I was in a pretty low place for a long while previously, especially since tumblr RP had generally been very slow since I used to RP in the DA fandom. Unfortunately, 10 years gone without any new things, and as an old timer in the fandom, it had died off exceptionally, and every time I went on my dash, it was just depressing and a ghost town. Everyone I knew pretty much moved on save for a couple of us, but even then, we were all so quiet and had all of our own real life stuff happening and other special interests starting to take over.

So I dabbled in the BG3 community with Sornin and made his blog, but Sornin is such a drastic change from my Inquisitor, Kaaras, who I had spent YEARS writing and crafting, delving into deep metas for him and putting a lot of heart and soul into him. Seriously, guys... if you know me from the DARP community... or if you were active like a good...7 years ago? I'd be surprised if you hadn't known Kaaras. He was a big muse with a lot of traffic, and I had multiple (amazing!) people tell me that he was their canon Inquisitor for their companion muses. The love I have put into him as a muse and character was well worth every bit to share that love in the community. He was a hero, and a big soft, lovable ram.

Sornin was everything that Kaaras wasn't, though. Sornin is a tough muse to write because he's very antisocial and doesn't really care to interact with others. So even though I had found comfort in a new fandom and RP community, Sornin didn't quite give me the unf I once had.

Then all of a sudden... Haarlep just... consumed me. He was this bright little ball of energy and fire for my soul, and this muse that I just was like omg should I? I'll probably write with like... 2 people with him, but that's okay! I was so fucking wrong.

Haarlep took the damn stage, and I have met SO MANY amazing and wonderful people through writing them. This wasn't a character I thought I would spend HOURS studying and delving into, despite the fact that we only see TEN FUCKING MINUTES of them on screen. But here we are, months later, and I'm so, soooo happy that I made him and that I've met so many of you through this silly incubus <3

Suddenly, I was writing replies almost every day again. I was scrolling my dash every day, loving and sharing content, and sending in silly memes. And I won't lie... if I hadn't started writing Haarlep here, then I doubt I would have started writing my long fic Raphlep series (which is now on 36 CHAPTERS!???).

So I just wanted to say, thank you all so, so much, for not only making me feel welcome when I joined a new community to RP in, but for putting up with such a naughty little gremlin of a muse and allowing me to throw Haarlep at you and getting all of that pent up energy out that he has in my brain, lol.

For weeks, I had wanted to make a Raphael blog, but I was too anxious and nervous, and insecure with writing a character that was so poetic and well spoken (and that I didn't KNOW a lot of lore about since the world of DnD is SO large). Haarlep was sort of a stepping stone I wanted to make to TASTE how far I could go and see if I could close that gap and finally write Raphael. But let me tell you, this damn incubus entirely stole my soul, and the centre of the stage. But I am thankful, so, so thankful, because without them, I wouldn't be learning more, reaching out more, and overall being creative again. <3

I hope to continue getting to write with you all in the new year, and I hope 2025 is kind to us all <3

[whenthechickencry]

Our Confession

I actually have read both this one and Last Note Before, it was a long while ago though... so I know the general gist but I don't quite remember all the details

The way Beatrice is doing her dead inside sprite before she realizes others were in the room and then she plays up her hamminess a bunch is really sad, aaa.

Dlanor constantly tells Beatrice she's a good writer and she's so excited but a little sad she won't get to see it as a full-blown game first, and Beatrice is like you don't need to flatter me but she's right Beato you should accept her compliments.

Iirc what the Booklet did for this was having the pages be sealed after this and you had to unseal them, which is actually extremely cool. They did their best here but a simple choice prompt just can't match that, I think.

Haha, the complaining about how Natsuhi is hard to make an accomplice... she's like the only person that cares about the headship as much as the gold, Eva as well but Eva isn't getting that without Sayo's help anyways, thinking about it even in Episode 4 she was one of the first to go,, so I can imagine getting her to cooperate is kind of hard. Granted, once you bring up Jessica to the equation you can probably get her to relent.

Beatrice getting a gun sprite is kind of uncanny, haha, really bringing it home was an early draft before Sayo had the chance to embellish the story with magic.

Kinzo being willing to explain to his children that he would blow them up if he felt like it worked in Sayo's favor when getting accomplices, I suppose.

You know, the fact Genji was like "hey! you are a product of incest. we rewrote your entire life for your incestuous grandfather. All your lovers are your cousins. Everything in your life is a lie. By the way, you have a bomb to blow everything up!" like okaayyy what were you expecting at that point Genji.

It's kind of interesting Beatrice tells accomplices that Kuwadorian is safe - technically Rosa could have probably survived Episode 2 with Maria if she just checked Shannon's corpses and realized she really was dead and just tried to make a mad dash to Kuwadorian, maybe.

Krauss is like yeah sure, sure, why not I guess. The fact that Natsuhi is the one more hesitant about this when she's the one thrust into solving all their problems, figuring out what to do, and she never had the option to not do her part...

This episode really does feel like tearing up the guts of Umineko... you can tell a lot of the accomplices act a little weird around Battler so you can guess Sayo probably told them vaguely of her plan, but it's the sort of thing you don't expect to be explicitly confirmed.

Kumasawa is grinning here, haha, she really does think she's a prank up to the very end.... it's kind of sad. She probably can't even imagine Sayo as someone who would do what she did, but I guess that also shows the way she didn't reach out to try and understand her enough...

It's kind of funny how sometimes you see the story going, ah, shit, sorry I have to embellish this more, right.

While thinking on how to properly kill 5 people she gets distracted by the fact she wants to draw a cute girl instead of a man, haha.

It's kind of funny because she does absolutely think they also did something wrong, but I guess talking to herself like this also makes it easier for her to justify herself to her...

Huh... now that I think about it most magic circles were indeed in places that people don't usually go to, ie the shed or Kinzo's rooms... I did think Sayo did the drawings in between murders, haha

The fact Sayo writes some of her tales while thinking about how the argument with Battler is going to go is kind of funny, haha. I wonder what the Japanese version said for metaworld here... it's not a sentence the translation has used so far and the side arcs don't have the greatest translation, so I am curious...

Beatrice is making fun of Battler for reading so many mystery novels but not being able to figure out the mystery, but also praises the person able to see the fantasy aspect of it...

The fact that so many of the mysteries in Umineko rely on several characters thinking that Shannon/Kanon wouldn't do X is very sad... like Sayo is writing these stories with the assumptions that no one in the family actually understands her and won't care to try to, so her mysteries are safe.

It's kind of interesting how in the episodes Sayo does this they mix up whether a Sayo actor is doing it or whether it's an actual conclusion the characters reached, in order to have more difficulty seeing the pattern. For ex: in Ep1 Eva, the accomplice, and Natsuhi both brought up this argument. Eva was an accomplice but Natsuhi isn't.

It's brought up that Gohda and Kumasawa don't know its actual murder, I knew about Kumasawa but didn't know about Gohda, actually... I think the roulette accomplices always know or at least figure it out early enough. Kumasawa's the one who is always clueless. Not really sure about Gohda in ep2, though. I think a lot of people were probably clueless in ep4.

This scene always fucks me up.... the way one of the few light conversations we see between Sayo and Kumasawa is here, the fact Sayo is crying after what she does before resuming the mocking Beatrice act. The use of "End of a Daydream" as the song...

In general this episode really highlights how? Disassociative? Sayo was during all of this. She constantly switches from doing the cruel witch that laughs at everyone's misfortune, to passing the blame on to Battler for what happened, to being fucked up about what is happening. None of these are Sayo on their own but all of them together make up Sayo. I think an episode like this really helps you see how all of the Sayos are one Sayo. Its role as a post-Umineko arc is interesting too. Even people sympathetic to Sayo occasionally role her as ie the innocent victim who did nothing wrong or flatten her into her relationship with Battler. Sayo is so much more than that and this episode forces you to confront that.

Shannon's words here hit so hard... Sayo here is affirming she was an incomprehensible being that was impossible to understand in the first place. In general, Shannon seems to be the persona most resigned to giving up... Beatrice might think its a long shot but her game and the meta arguments show that she does have a hope that she can be understood. Kanon might not think better is possible, but still yearns for it and isn't satisfied with what they have; as opposed to Shannon who seems completely resigned to the fact no one will understand them and that there is no hope for the future. Ofc all of these are the same person, so it's not useful to see them as totally different perspectives. But I think trying to understand each persona on their own is useful to analyzing Sayo. Like, why is the persona that has completely given up tied to George? Why is the persona that wants better but doesn't think its possible tied to Jessica? I think answering those kinds of questions can help you understand what was going on in Sayo's head during a lot of moments as well as help you contextualize their relationships more.

It's kind of funny how they do the missing corpse trick with Kanon constantly but never with Shannon, when Shannon's corpse appears its either after Sayo is dead or they hide the corpse another way entirely. R07 probably didn't want you to figure out they were the only corpses allowed to do this.

Dlanor points out that Beatrice surely wants to be understood by more than one person, Beatrice doesn't really answer to that remark and just says it's fine for her to just hope that one person understands her.

Of course, Dlanor did end up guiding Battler to Beatrice... and thankfully he didn't have to release her guts in order to do it, but... Battler still didn't understand her with just Beatrice's own words and actions. He needed to be guided and prompted by others to be able to get there, and it was still too late. This is still very sad.

Beatrice gets a shocked expression once Dlanor points out that said prince needs to have love for her or otherwise they won't get to her, and Beatrice relents in giving her the manuscript as long as Dlanor agrees to not release it before she is dead.

Now, on to the present.

Of course, Sayo didn't *just* want Battler to understand her. She wanted others to be able to see her heart. She wanted others to stop painting over her for the benefit of others. She wanted everyone to see her for the full person that she was. But that seems like such an impossible, naive dream that she won't even accept to having it.

There's just so much going on here... Dlanor begging for you to understand her, the reuse of the episode 4 red truth. Dlanor points out that just understanding what went on in the gameboards isn't enough to understand Sayo, there is still so much more for you to understand.

This is the first of all the side arcs I would say is completely required reading, Umineko's Saikoroshi basically. The writing here was excellent, allowing you to see the gameboard from a different perspective helps you understand Sayo much more. Being post-ep8 also lets them be so much more explicit with things they didn't have as much of liberty in the main arcs. There are so many heartbreaking scenes in this episode. If anyone reading this hasn't read this arc, I really beg you to do so.

[rondoel]

For ramble friday, here's a funny story:

A friend and I occasionally play HK Randomizer races. We've messed with various settings and curses via other mods, and over time, we've bumped up the difficulty of what skips might be necessary to get vital pickups. The important part for this story is that in addition to using the same randomizer settings and seed, we play using the multiplayer mod so that we can see each other if we're in the same room. Usually, we won't see each other once we get out of the starting area (which is also randomized). But it's fun to pass each other in a hallway or to accidentally both start fighting Grimm around the same time or whatever.

Well, we've done a few sessions of our current run (hard to win the game in a single session with as challenging as we've made it), and last night's session had some very silly moments.

We've had the same few abilities for hours at this point (downslash, left dash, monarch wings, and isma's tear) and we've almost run out of places we could think to check that were accessible. We even resorted to going through most of the dark rooms! Eventually, between dark rooms and unsuccessful enemy pogoing, we both independently set our sights on the right side of City. We couldn't use the big elevators, we didn't have claw to climb up Ogrim's way, and we couldn't do the spike tunnel towards the Isma's Grove because we didn't have right Crystal heart or right dash.

Between double jump and tenacity, he managed to find the tiniest of ledges along the gated right side of the fountain room, giving his wings a refresh to make it to the second story ledge.

Meanwhile, I completely fumbled an enemy pogo in the waterways, died, and then realized that that my shade would cooperate better than a flukefey. So I pogoed that, fought Dung Defender, and climbed up into the City from there.

So, you would think that my experience would keep the option of shade skips fresh in my mind, right? So that I would remember it and use it in another situation where I needed to get up higher than wings would allow, right?

Wrong!!!

Thus, sometime later, I hear my friend exclaim in triumph that he found Tram Pass and now finally had new places to explore.

So I'm like, oh damn, there's no way he's gonna hint at where that is. That's a huge advantage that will help him get ahead.

And then he enters the room I'm standing in.

Out of all the places I could've been in Hallownest, I happened to be one room over from his discovery.

So, I know it's in the first room of Crossroads, and the only unchecked item is the one up the well that you would usually need wall jump to reach. Or, if the Crossroads are infected, you could use the furious vengefly that spawns to the left. My crossroads were uninfected, and I was boggled at how to get it. Meanwhile, he's saying shit like, "it's the most obvious thing! it's so easy!" before eventually he tells me to use my shade.

Smh.

Takeaway of the story is to never forget that sometimes the embodiment of your regrets can be smacked with a nail to help you attain new heights.

The second takeaway is that I continue to be so fucking lucky in these races, and my friend hates me for that hahaha (though I do think he'll win this race, but he'll have to work hard to stay in the lead!)

Oh I have just the biggest grin on my face! The sheer comedic timing of some of these moments haha! The hivemind moments!

And yep, I like those takeaways, truly a wisdom for the soul. I'm gonna go smack my shadow now xD

This is absolutely delightful and sounds so fun (HK randomizer races pog??), thank you for the story!

[pico-digital-studios]

Into, Across and Beyond! Scripting: The TRUE Original Awaits

Dimension EXE-2013 - GO BACK Act 7

In Tails of Trials, OMT!Tails and Nine emerged into a cavern system with a sky in the distance that looked TOO realistic for their liking. It didn't help with the huge amounts of corpses scattered around the area.

OMT!Tails: This place is already giving me the jeebies.

Nine: Don't worry, Tails. Once we've smashed that statue, we're leaving immediately.

They advanced forward, and not long after, they found the statue they were looking for, with a "Sonic" standing next to it with his back to both foxes.

OMT!Tails: There it is! I don't like the look of what this guy wants.

Nine: Hey, ugly! The practice is stale now. Show your face!

The hedgehog in front of them let out a distorted laughter as he turned around, revealing his face as the one TRUE Sonic.EXE.

(Main sprites (including 2011 X) by JoeDoughBoi, Madzilla and ScorchVx, statue sprite by PicsAndPixels, Sonic.EXE sprite by GiraffeMaster117, Xeno sprite (original by deltaConduit, edits by BEC), Lord X sprite by borebros123, and 2017 X sprite by Kaua16)

Sonic.EXE: Why, hello, children! Would you like to play a game?

OMT!Tails: Look, blood-eyes! We've no time for games! We're only here for that statue! So if I were you, I'd suggest clearing off like your brethren before you and letting us do our thing!

Sonic.EXE: ...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh, are you THIS naïve? I am legions above all of those entities. In fact... I... am... the original Sonic.EXE.

Nine: The original?!

Sonic.EXE: That's right, nine-tails. X... 2011... 2017... Eclipse... Xenophanes... It's all the same same to me. X may have come first... but it was MY game that gave raise to these thousands of alternate realities, MY game that started it all.

OMT!Tails: So... that even means you're indirectly responsible for OMT?!

Sonic.EXE: Quite correct. However, I don't need any of the abilities my "successors" have developed over the past 11 years. I am what I have always been, the interdimensional entity that has brought thousands to its world of euphoria. Those other beings can pretend all they want, but without ME... Exetior, Exeller, Lord X, Xenophanes, SL4SH, The X... ALL of them would've been nothing. Now, embrace this land, foolish children. You will not leave it alive.

Nine: Enough talking! Neither of us fear your kind anymore!

Sonic.EXE: Quite befitting, really. So! How about we play a game on EVEN terms? THEN I'll let you smash this statue apart. But if you stick around for too long afterwards, then I will strip your flesh from your body!

OMT!Tails: You're on, then!

Sonic.EXE: Excellent! It's been a long time since I've had a fun time with a potential victim. Just to ask... KEEP THIS INTERESTING FOR ME!

(Obituary by Sturm and BwompBubble; lyric version by MaimyMayo)

And so, the even battle began, and even with Sonic.EXE outmatched in terms of numbers, he still made up for it with brute strength and twisted bloodlust. Once the fight was close to coming to an end, Sonic.EXE glared towards the screen with a twisted smile.

Sonic.EXE: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh... You just... don't quite get it, do you? This... childish obsession with my being... You do realise flattery won't save YOU, right?

He snapped straight back to the two versions of Tails, giving them plenty of trouble on their way back up to the top of the area.

Sonic.EXE: Why do you keep resisting? The game is FAR from over!

OMT!Tails: Well, we're not playing along any longer!

Once they reached the top, OMT!Tails blasted at the statue, blowing it to pieces, as he and Nine dashed off to the warp ring.

Sonic.EXE: Ready or not... here I come!

Sonic.EXE gave chase...

Sonic.EXE: ♪ I see the sorrow hidden by the lies! Close those tiring eyes! It is no use fighting what isn't dying! (QUANIUM, EGO, SOLUS, SANCTUS) Sullied and savoured and soon the day will come to matter, Feel the crimson fall as it marks your final chapter! The looking glass that I hold will never shatter, as I gaze upon the Sapphire Sun! (EGO, SOLUS, DOMINUS) (EGO, SOLUS, ALTISIMUS) See a plane defined by the caprice! This is my inner peace! Still, I feel it yearn, my core ever-burning! (QUANIUM, EGO, SOLUS, SANCTUS) Rotten, forgotten, as nothing ever felt so perfect, Lead my will astray, let it be your final architect! No animosity, never from the hatter, Fallen down the rungless ladder! ♪ (EGO, SOLUS, DOMINUS) (EGO, SOLUS, ALTISIMUS)

...though was baffled when the two increased their speed to outrun him.

Sonic.EXE: Huh?! Grr... GET BACK HERE!

He picked up his speed, though just in the nick of time, both heroes got through the warp ring as it vanished, leaving Sonic.EXE alone.

Sonic.EXE: Heh. What a fitting way to round off this little game. I never thought I'd see the day when a victim actually escapes my grasp for once, but alas, it was quite the fun little experience. Two fox children for the price of one, and they put up quite the fight for me. It's a shame that I won't be feeling a rush like this for a while again, but it doesn't mean I won't be coming back. In fact...

He glared to the screen again with a sadistic smile.

Sonic.EXE: I've watched you play the games of all my iterations, and I can tell you've only been playing those "Friday Night Funkin'" mods solely to see me or my iterations, including the other one the creator of this very blog is directing. You all really do have quite the childish obsession with my being, and I know you deep down enjoyed my games of terror. I'll cut this off here, but I've one last question to ask you...

READY FOR ANOTHER ROUND?

[wolfcake101]

hey can we know wolfie's goofy sad fucked up backstory

OH YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OF COURSE!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEHEHEHHEHAHHAEHAEJHEJHEJEAJHA YOU HAVE UNLEASHED MY ANNOYING ASS WRATH

okay anyways soooo this is inspired by a baldi basics song (the baldis basics musical by random encounters.....sigh) also you will probably think its cliche as hell but i thought it was cool ok :(

Okay so. Wolfie was sitting at her house one day right? just a normal day for her. Oh by the way her name isnt really Wolfie, its a nickname (she doesn't like her real name). She gets this tOtAlLy UnSuSpIcIoUs GaMe in the mail n stuff. She's kind of suspicious at first, but then she puts it on her computer and she just decides to use windows defender or smth to see if its malware or something. It comes up as clean so Wolfie's just like 'yknow what? sure ill boot it up' (this was hinted in the background of this artwork) and then woopsie she blacks out and wakes up in the beautiful ~here school~

All the school faculty and students in BB+ are not in the school coincidentally (they're still like, enrolled/working at the school ofc but they just coincidentally have an off day today, so wolfie doesnt know about them yet.) Anyways, Baldi greets Wolfie yadda yadda, she learns that she has to get 7 notebooks to escape the game.. so she gets to work on that. But woops, looks like something fucked up and Wolfie gets an impossible question on the 2nd notebook. Baldi gets pissed (though good news i have decided that usually baldi doesnt get pissed...unless if theres some null bullshittery going on. so like yeah) and the real "fun" begins.

I'm realllllyyyyyyyy lazy so I won't bother explaining most of her time trying to get 7 notebooks, but just know that there was a lot of close calls. After a long stressful time, Wolfie grabbed he 6th notebook. She's very close to escaping. And when she goes to search for the 7th, ol' Gotta Sweep comes over and takes her to a random place in the school. with baldi in reach. and playtime on the other side of her. So, she panics and just decides to dash into the nearest room because wolfie swears she hasn't been in that room before, so SURELY it must have the 7th notebook. She was wrong. she had been there before. Baldi closed in on her, and she was unable to escape. her fate was sealed.

She woke up the next day or whatever. Good news, everything's normal again! (aka no null bullshittery) Bad news, though. she's stuck here forever. she just cried. for hours. she ruined her only chance to get out. After a lot of weeping she tried to explore around the school. she was terrified after learning there was now TWICE the people to deal with (all the plus characters are now back at the school oh boy) Wolfie had to slowly get used to this new way of living. she ended up taking a liking to dr. reflex as you all know and thats about all of it!!

im sorry this was a very long post oofg,,,,,,

[ask-marios-apprentice]

The terrains the game

Agridulce. My home.

From Migo Island to Apost. 90 miles of adventure.

And we were going to race it.

Me and Mario had to race today to see how it would go down.

We started at the water tower (or as close as we can get to the water tower, with it still being repaired) in Apost, pass through the convention center in CaleMic, set up a marker at the Welcome sign in Afarr near the GolfMast Place, and finally reach the finish line at Jumpy's Sweetes, in San Bonita.

It started off pretty well.

I managed to out run Mario at the beginning it was pretty simple.

We set up checkpoints and traditional platforming structures as well some safety.

I passed my dad's work and said hi. Kind of wish I didn't because that made Mario zoom right past me.

The next checkpoint we had to reach was the convention center.

There were a couple power up stations for both of us to use. The person in first could use a Kuribos Shoe, and the second person could use a blue shell (arguably not a power up.)

I was still in second place at that time.

So I ended up getting the blue shell.

I decided to wait until towards the end so I could try and maximize how I was going to do this.

There was this annoying section where we have to run through the mall in order to get to The welcome sigh.

I feel like I would waste too much time going over it so the best way to do it was going through.

Maybe I should have gone, through the top of the mall. Considering Mario fell through the skylight, it could have been a bit easier to lose him with a dive followed by tuck and roll technique.

After reaching the welcome sign, we had to travel through the sewers in order to get to San Bonito.

That's pretty annoying considering the ones in Agridulce aren't spacious.

After scrambling to San Bonito, we were in the final leg.

We dashed past the church, the laundromats and the former Garth memorial (there was this whole thing where people set up in an Ofrenda for me when I went missing).

Just before we made it to Jumpy's,I had pulled out my blue shell and decided to use it.

(the blue I'm talking about is a spiky one with wings, not the blue shell apparel).

I threw it.

Mario actually stops to tie his boot.

And before I could notice.

The shell hit me instead.

Mario Won.

Sigh.

I ordered some funnel cake while I was getting patched up. Since I didn't have my clutch, i sustained damage like a normal person.

Mario wanted to talk to me.

Mario: Hey. You did great out there. You really gave me for my money.

Garth: well you ended up keeping it. I know I should have done a spin jump at the highway overpass. The truck carrying Cacti was obvious.

Mario: Yeah maybe, I should have noticed and done that as well.

Garth: yeah maybe.

Mario: the race wasn't the point. The point of doing this was to get me used to Agridulce. And for you to show how far you've come.

Garth: Technically, I'm back where i started.

Mario: What I'm trying to say is that you've grown a lot. you're obviously getting better. I know one day you won't just meet my level (your platforming like I was when Bowser took over peach's castle and had me jump in those paintings for pizzas sake) but even surpass it.

Garth:... I think I feel a bit better. At least emotionally speaking, that shell hit hurt like Dickens.

I ate my funnel cake and decided to call it a day.

Now I'm going to go lay down with an ice pack on my back.

Garth signing off.

[recre8ed]

bold what applies. italicize sometimes. repost, don't reblog.

fights honorably / fights dirty

prefers close - quarters / prefers range

chats during / goes silent

low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance

attacks in bursts / attacks steadily

goes for the kill / aims to disarm / fights defensively / strikes first

is provoked easily / provokes their opponent / teases

gets visibly frustrated / shouts while attacking

uses strategy / focuses on the battle / experiences conflicting thoughts during battle

rushes in recklessly / tries to read their opponent before engaging

fights wildly / fights calmly / fights apathetically / fights with anger / fights with excitement

fights because they have to / fights because they want to

fights without regard to wounds / runs away when wounded / hides wounds / takes a blow to protect another

prefers a blade / prefers a gun / prefers hand to hand combat / prefers a bow / prefers a shield / prefers a personalized weapon / prefers magic or spells

their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional

transforms for battle / fights as they appear

relies on strength / doubts their strength / relies on speed

uses everything they have / proceeds with caution / hides their full potential

exhausts quickly / has high stamina

behaves arrogantly / brags after landing a hit / belittles their abilities

uses psychological tactics / uses brute strength

avoids civilians / strikes down civilians

damages surroundings / avoids damaging surroundings

signature fighting style / makes it up as they go

mastered skill - set / learning their skill - set  (a secret third thing)

fancy footwork / sloppy footwork

messy fighter / elegant fighter

accepts defeat / refuses defeat / begs for mercy

compliments their opponent / insults their opponent

uses unnecessary movements / moves efficiently / barely moves

prefers to dodge / prefers to block

defends their blindside / has no blindside / leaves blindsides vulnerable

uses all available advantages / strictly uses one main method

plays around / holds back / fights ruthlessly / shows mercy

waits for an opponent to be ready / strikes when opponent isn’t ready

fears death / fears pain / fears killing

has ptsd / avoids fighting

has lost a fight / has won a fight

has killed / refuses to kill

wants to die standing / would succumb slowly

tagged by: @flybcll ! thank you :D tagging: @starwonderz (in a verse where it'd be applicable!) , @r3loaded , @dreadedwxlf (any muse). and anyone who wants to.

[atangledfate]

This stranger confused her more and more, she wondered whose side they were actually on. Either way they seemed to want to protect her but! they were right, here and now she needed to reach the server room and find a way to reverse what Clutch was doing. Still at least she had someone? thing? to protect her. Though if push came to shove she wasn't sure what she'd do! She wasn't even sure if she could throw a punch proper--- Maybe it was time she asked one of the Cutters to teach her how to fight properly.

Eggman watched the Director nod her head and dash down the hallway leaving himself and the stranger alone. Well and Metal but he didn't really count him as a person. He was more amused by this new enigma and it did get his blood pumping with interest. These days his interests were all that kept him going, and the wax and wane of that inpiration was the difference between world domination or helping Sonic change into the Phantom Rider.

" Hmph i could claim the same from you... i have no guarantee you won't kill him--- though a battle would simply be costly for both of us. So we'll play the game your way for now... "

He let out a soft laugh at the other telling him to cut the don't cross me bit! My they were bold! but his speeches were half the fun!

" OH HO! but i had a long winded threat ready and everything--- you really aren't any fun you know that! As for Clutch..."

He made his way to the office door and pressed the open button on the pad. The door sliding Open and the green greasy old Possum sat behind his desk with a glass of wine in hand. Yet Eggman didn't pay him any mind. In fact he look more annoyed then before, as he looked around the office realizing it was very garish and elaborate.

" What's the matter Doctor, looking for something? "

The Possum asked confused for a moment before Eggman turned to Clutch with an angry glare. It wasn't just the possum that irritated him as he placed his hands on his hips! He could always spot his own handiwork but whom ever was working for Clutch didn't do bad work--- but redressing one of his decoys was hardly going to fool him.

" Just as i thought... trying to stall us with a robotic double? Now he's even stealing my best ideas! the nerve! "

He marched over to the bookshelf and yanked it off the wall and threw it aside, a subtle reminder that he was FAR stronger then he appeared to be. Yet the reveled shaft lead straight down with a makeshift cable leading the way.

" An old Air Duct refitted as a quick escape... clever and i imagine he has a fun surprise for us at the bottom. Well i'd be rude if i didn't accept the challenge! Well why don't you go first--- you did wish to speak with him first. "

Clearly Eggman didn't trust the stranger enough to send Metal down first and leave him alone with the stranger. Plus there was the risk if he went first he could off Clutch before the other could speak! the stranger was stuck between a rock and a hard place, and time was of the essence.

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Jewel buzzed her way down the hallway rounding the corner to the data center and ducked inside quickly. She found the main console and rapidly tried to access the computer. Yet nearly jumped out of her skin when the vent in the data room burst open! and out tumbled a disjointed, dust covered, and dizzy Fox! Tails plopped on the floor with his eyes swirling and dizzy! Jewel buzzed over concerned with how the young hero got in here! if he was ok!

" Mr. Prower! are... you ok? how'd you get in here? --- CRAPBASKETS! i don't have time to... ugg "

she buzzed back over to the computer trying to get into the system and luckily Clutch hadn't had time to remove her authorization.

" Please tell me Sonic is on standby or... something... we could really use help! "

Tails groaned as he climbed to his feet looking up the shaft he fell out of. It was a straight drop down from the outer hall. He fell pretty far and slammed into that vent. he probably had a concussion, or worse but he'd worry about that later on. Right now he had to make sure everyone was--- he stopped staring at the fire thing!

" is that a fireman or did i hit my head really hard... "

He said with a dizzy look in his eyes

" I know Sonic and Surge are dealing with Mimic... i guess clutch took the opportunity to try and enact his own plan. Belle is working from the outside... and things look bad... but that's why i'm here! saving you--- uhh i was anyway ... seems i am late to the party "

Tails leaned over to a console and quickly punched in a few command lines and opened up access to Belle from his end. That should allow her to fully access the rest of the assets and move them back to restoration. If nothing else Belle and jewel could stop Clutch's plan!

"How original, though I think you'll find it more trouble than it's worth trying to take me down and that's not a invite to try." He then crossed his arms. "You keep telling yourself that, though I think you've well established unless it's you who crush's everyone you'll never be happy with any other way, though I'm not here to play physio analyst with you." He didn't intend to start a fight with Eggman, not right now anyway.

"Though I get to talk to him first. Knowing you and him he may tick you off and you'll have Metal Sonic end him before I get what I need." He knew better than to trust Eggman and let him talk to Clutch first. "Well, since you already seem to have it figured it out I'll follow your lead. Just give me a second." He would turn his attention to Jewel once more. "You go head to the server room. If we're lucky he hasn't removed your access."

He then summoned a flame into his hand, tossing it on the ground as a flame like clone of himself appeared. "This will protect you should anyone try to get in your way, though remember what I said. This isn't a simple game. It's either fight or flight right now." He would then walk over to Eggman.

"So, I'm guessing you've already figured out where his escape hatch is and how to open it since you have a guess where he is. Go on, lead the way." He was sure Metal Sonic would me trailing closely behind him as at the end of the day both didn't trust each other. "And let's skip the whole if you cross me speech. I'm sure by the end of this we'll be at each other's throats."

[fortyconsoles2023]

Ratchet & Clank: Rift Apart

Ratchet & Clank: Rift Apart is truly a contemporary third-person shooter that combines the elements of a platformer, and, while it's not necessarily an open-world game, the particular level artwork in the periods makes it look as if you're part of something bigger, so the illusion is certainly right there, with missions and sub-quests to aid you in exploring these new universes. Similar to previous little games, you have your trusted mechanic's wrench to smash up crates just like Thor, which allows you to collect bolts that can be used to purchase the latest objects or upgrade your current ones.

Leveling up also benefits anyone in the end-game quest, particularly the enemies they will face. You can grind like Tony Hawk, float over and jump, smash, fight, explore, and meet new people when you ride on animals. One exciting new feature is your ability to tether to portal sites. Tethering to portals permits you to teleport into another space, which is tremendous when you are fighting off enemies and trying to work out enigmas. But be aware that you will need to shift your focus at times. Another brand-new mechanic has been the phantom dash, which allows you to rewind reality to reach a different place in your life faster and is additionally effective for double leaps. While Ratchet and Rivet play similarly, fans of Clank will be pleased to learn that you can once again control this bot through mini-missions and enigmas. This will include a new "alternate" galaxy spider named Glitch (Sara Amini) who hacks. Also, there's KT Kit, or Kit, who is the alternate arena version of Clank, which is another fun latest hero from the series. Hurry up, cheap PS4 racing games are on the market. Combat is handled very well in the game, and players have access to a wide range of weapons, from traditional blasters to some extremely clever concepts that I won't go into here, such as power-ups obtained through bolt collecting. Despite this, fighting can be extremely stressful in certain instances, especially when the opponents start to multiply while you happen to be shooting valiantly to help save your life. Fortunately, the creators include a few challenges, and if you simply want to enjoy the story with less stress, that is also an option. But on the bigger amounts of difficulty, ammo might end up being rare, and those boss battles can be quite challenging, but not quite on the same scale as Demon Souls. When it comes to the particular guns that Ratchet and Rivet can use, the arsenal is mostly exactly as enjoyable as we have certainly come to expect from the series. I'm not sure if I could say that Rift has my favorite arsenal of guns among all entries in the collection, but the ingenuity on display in the demonstration from Insomniac is more impressive than anything else. My favorite guns this time are the Ricochet (which offers many hits on foes in a single set) as well as the Enforcer and the Topiary Sprinkler. Seasoned favorites like the Buzz Blades and the Warmonger, also making a return, produced a welcome delight. The thing that makes weapons more fun in Ratchet & Clank: Rift Apart as compared to other titles in the franchise is how they impact the DualSense controller. Aside from its work on Marvel's Spider-Man, Miles Morales, Rift is a great way to get the most bang for your buck in terms of what DualSense has to offer. Rift, like DualSense in Returnal, allows the majority of your weapons in the game to produce different results depending on how you press each trigger. For illustration, with the mentioned enforcer, pressing the right trigger halfway down will help you fire one shot from the weapon. If you instead press it down the whole way, alternatively, it's going to start firing the active barrels one after the other in rapid intervals. Innovative ideas like this, as well as the haptic feedback system that is truly used to create haptic feedback in Rift, demonstrate why DualSense will be the most effective controller currently available. The story plot of "Rift Apart" is a direct attack on deep, unspoken insecurities. The story will make them itch before reassuring you. This may remind anyone of their evolving friendships. In an age when sneering and ironic detachment are still popular, Insomniac Games created the most unique contemporary masterpiece with an uncomplicated agenda and without subtext. There are plenty of reasons to smile and smile. The purity of the game is evident in every single pixel as well as every line of text and every planet. We are blessed to be able to experience this within "Ratchet and Clank: Rift Apart," the first excellent game of that new console generation.

[spideyprongs]

do you dare? part two

pairing: remus lupin x female!reader

summary: it's christmas season at hogwarts, and remus lupin finds himself and his friends stuck inside the school for the holidays. when searching through the library, remus finds a book he hasn't noticed there before—a notebook—and the front reads one simple question: do you dare?

or remus and y/n give each other dares to complete through a notebook, not knowing who was on the other side of the pages.

or a remus lupin fanfic loosely based on the netflix show dash and lily

part one part three

Christmas has always been your favorite holiday. Something about the atmosphere of Christmas has always drawn you in, and you can't help but feel at home when you think of all the joys this season brings. Yet, this year you were unable to travel home, leaving you feeling more lonely than joyful. 

"Y/n, we need to get you out of this common room. You have been in here all of break so far, you need to get out there and meet people!"

Regulus Black enters the common room, crossing his arms over his chest. You look up from the book you had been reading and smile at him, before diving right back into the story. You hear Regulus sigh, before suddenly the book is ripped from your hands and placed on the table in front of you. You sit up in you seat, looking at him patiently as you sense he has something to say.

"Y/n, you are always talking about how your dream has been to find your perfect person at Christmas, but how do you expect to do so when you stay hauled up inside this room? You need to go mingle with everyone! There isn't many people left over break, so this gives you a chance to meet all the people that are here!" He says, sitting across from you at the table. 

You fold your arms over your chest, "Reg, you know I am not great at meeting new people. I get nervous in front of people I don't know! Do you not remember how I acted the first time I met you?" You pause, and you both laugh softly at the fond memory, "I just wish there was a way for me to meet someone with actually meeting them, you know?"

Things between you two go silent. Regulus is almost too quiet, like she is thinking about something. Suddenly, Regulus is reaching for his bag and pulling something out, with a mischievous look in his eye. He lays the object in front of you on the table, and you now see what he was thinking about. In front of you is a red notebook, each page empty and ready to be filled. You look to Regulus for his explanation, which he seems like he is almost too excited to give.

"You say you want to meet people without really meeting them, right?" You nod you head, so he continues, "This is how you do it! We can use this notebook to help you meet people!"

Intrigued, you sit up slightly in your seat. Your face reads confusion as you ask, "Reg, how do I meet people through the notebook?"

"We can make it like a scavenger hunt! Grab some books, we can form them into clues. We can also think of some different ideas, really brainstorm this, and then we can leave it on a shelf in the library since anyone who decides to go in there during winter holidays must be your soulmate, and we can—"

"Regulus!" You interrupt the boy from his rantings, "This is never going to work. Hogwarts is basically empty, like you said, and I doubt anyone left is going to care enough to even play this game."

Regulus sighs. He thinks for a second, wondering what would be the best thing for him to say. Finally, Regulus says, "Y/n, you have to trust me. I have never failed you before, and even if you don't get any takers, at least you put yourself out there."

You debate this idea inside you head for a while. It's absolutely crazy to think this could really work, but part of you can't help but wonder if it might. It's such a small chance that anyone would actually go for it, but then again, who's to say someone wouldn't? You begin to smile softly, and finally respond with, "Fine, but I'm only agreeing because I know this won't work!"

It was very late at night. You probably should have been in bed asleep, but you found yourself unable to do so. You didn't want to admit it, but the curiosity of the notebook is keeping you awake. You tossed and turned in your bed, wondering if someone actually took the bait and decided to play your game. You know you should wait until the morning to find out, but you couldn't help yourself at this point. 

You jump out of your bed and begin heading in the direction of the library. The hallways are dark, but since it's the holidays, the professors are being much more lenient with the rules. You cast the lumos spell to light your path, and quietly continue the trip to the library. Thankfully, the library is open constantly during the holidays as a way to coerce students into studying, but most people haven't done it.

As you imagined, the library was empty. You walk quietly towards the section the notebook should be sitting, when the librarian calls your attention, "You had a taker, Ms. L/n. And he is who I had expected him to be, of course."

You try to hide the excitement bubbling up in your chest, but it shows all over your face. You quickly move to retrieve the notebook, and hurriedly open it to see the reply. The first thing you noticed was the beautiful handwriting, and the fact that this person decided to take small notes across the page as they deciphered the message. Finally, you flip the page once more, and begin reading the mystery person's response.

Dear Clue Girl, do I dare? Not just for anyone, but apparently, Clue Girl, I dare for you. I admire your words, I salute you for your in-depth knowledge on how our trusty school was founded, and I am interested in your gameplay. I have to confess, Clue Girl, you intrigue me. You asked me how this time of year makes me feel, and I suspect from the way you sound, you're a kindred spirit. So, I assume you feel the same way as I when I state an unpopular opinion: I hate Christmas. 

"He hates Christmas?" You say quietly to yourself. This is very much not what you expected, and unlike what Regulus said, this person cannot be your soulmate. Regulus. It's his fault you got yourself into this, so he should have to hear this, as well.

With that thought in mind, you find yourself racing to my Slytherin common room where you know you will find the Black heir. You say the secret  password, and barge yourself in. Like you suspected, Regulus is sitting by himself in the room, drinking a cup of tea next to the fire. You storm over, drop the notebook into his lap, and exclaim, "This is all your fault!"

"Good evening to you too, Sunshine. Would you like to explain what it is that is my fault? Did you get a taker?" Regulus asks, and you take the notebook back into your hands.

"Oh, I got a taker, alright!" You start, flipping to the page of your mystery boy's response, "He hates Christmas! He says he feels it's a 'detestable holiday where people fake their cheer because it is what they are told to do, not because they actually enjoy the season!' This is your fault! You made me sound too cool and now he thinks I am the opposite of who I really am!"

Regulus stands, "Okay, first, take a deep breath. Keep reading, and see what else he says. Maybe he explains himself better in the rest of his answer?" You sigh, opening up the page to continue reading.

What I dislike most about the holiday is that everyone thinks of it as a special time to spend with your friends and family, so when you're alone on Christmas, it somehow feels worse than the rest of the year. Clue Girl, I have to admit that you are very clever, and you did have something right about me. I am lonely this Christmas. Have you ever been in a room of your friends, but feel absolutely invisible? That's how I am feeling now. And it's a shit feeling.

"He's lonely," You say softly, looking up to Regulus. "I know we joked in the notebook that he had to be lonely if he's playing my game, but it sounds like he's having a really bad Christmas this year. Maybe he doesn't actually hate Christmas, he just hates the feeling he gets during this season?" You ask a rhetorical question to Regulus, but mostly to yourself. 

Regulus nods slightly, "Did he say anything else?"

Your eyes scan over the page, and they begin to widen when you realize what's waiting at the bottom of the page, "He left me instructions to continue the game!"

If you know this feeling, keep reading.

If you liked this answer, and I do get a response from you, I want you to go to the muggle studies classroom and leave this notebook by the saddest muggle Christmas story you can find. But I have to ask one more thing before I hear from you again, as I am expecting to hear from you again.

Who are you?

"Well, are you going to keep playing, or are we trying this again with someone new tomorrow?" Regulus asks.

You look up to him with a smile, "I'm going to keep playing. I think I have more to find out about this mystery boy."

[muchdan]

I know I haven't posted here in a while. Here meaning all three of my tumblr blogs: cappellapalatina (the general and hannigram-focused blog), busymarina (my studyblr account) and muchdan (the dan and phil blog). At different stages of my tumblr life, I've accumulated a few thousand followers on all of these combined. This is literally the biggest platform that I ever had. Which is why I wanted to pop up on your dash to share something. The very worst thing happened. My country is at war. I know you've been hearing about what's happening in Ukraine all around, but I realized that most of the news cover some high-level stuff -- the politics, the history, the horrors of war in scary numbers. Not many have heard what war has been like from the perspective of a normal person. Like me, my friends, colleagues. Just someone like you. Before the war, I lived in Kharkiv. It's a big, modern city. Every day, I went to work in the office downtown, went for lunch and shopping in the nearby mall, grabbed coffee with a friend, and spent evenings in my wonderful apartment. It was blissful life, truly. I didn't know it then. We knew Putin was going to do something. Kharkiv is close to Russia's border, and for the weeks before the war, we lived in constant fear. I started thinking about moving to Ukraine's western regions. I packed bags. This was heartbreaking. Imagine having to flee your home, your favorite place in the world. I also had a cat, so I couldn't take much stuff with me. I packed very few shirts, I didn't know if I should take summer clothes if I need them. I was hoping I'd return soon. It's been a month and I'm nowhere close to going home. I was lucky to escape the very first day -- on the bus, with my colleagues, their families, and pets. It took us three days to travel across the country and I've been here ever since. My partner and I rent an apartment from a nice old lady, but every day I miss home. I'm so angry that my life was stolen from me. I still have my job, my cat, all my family is safe for now, so I'm very lucky. But I'm so angry and devastated. Every day I try to check if my house still stands if it wasn't destroyed by bombs. I know this horror won't end any time soon. I know people who've lost their friends, families, pets. Those who haven't been in contact with their loved ones for weeks have no idea what's happened to them. Mariupol, the city on the shore of the Sea of Azov, is in a literal hell. People there have nothing, no food, water, electricity, gas. They have to drink snow, which is gone by now. They can't escape because civilian cars and buses are being shot by Russian soldiers. They live through some things we're used to seeing only in films or video games. I'm not asking you for anything. I just wanted to share what war is like from the perspective of a tiny human existing in the midst of it all. But I know that many of you want to help. Here are some of the ways to do that. Reach out to someone you know from Ukraine. Ask them how they're doing, tell them you're thinking of them. A few of my online friends messaged me since the start of the war and it was a tremendous support. Even if you can't help in reality, your words and your care mean everything. Host refugees or give them any support that you can. If you're in Europe, you can help refugees. Yes, you can share your home with them, but it's obviously not feasible for many people. But refugees still need so much information support. They're in a new country, they don't know the language, they're very lost and confused. If you know someone coming to your country, help them get around, translate for them, explain where they can get groceries, what apps citizens use, basically anything that can make their lives a bit easier. Donate. Please, don't send your money to huge organizations like Red Cross. They're cool, but their logistics are so complex and long that we likely won't get much from them soon. You can help volunteers that you know personally, maybe someone helping refugees or sending direct humanitarian help to Ukraine.

There's also a GoFundMe page that my company created, which operates through our American partners. I can vouch that this money will go where intended, namely to help people from my hometown Kharkiv. Of course, like and share this post if you can. If you have questions, ask away. I know Ukraine will win, but we still need to get through this horror. Thank you.