#( game verse . )

[elitadream]

Fun fact, before being a Plumber. In the original game, Donkey Kong. Jump man/Mario was a carpenter. So the headcanon about Mario being a carpenter isn’t far off

Yep!^^ I was very surprised when I first discovered that! Made me wonder what a carpentry-based game would have looked like as opposed to one with plumbing aesthetic. 👀 I can only assume that the franchise would have looked drastically different if Mario's field of expertise had remained the same, and I like trying to picture how the levels and maps would have been built and displayed in that version. :D

[rico-hyuuga]

GME: A Tale of Two Dragons

@thedragonpony3rdtry

[roseacademia]

There's a theory, okay, no, it's the reality. I have played it. In jumin's route, on one of his days, if you call Seven at night time, you will find him crying and basically fourth-wall expressing how heartbroken he is over you choosing Jumin over him this time. Theory is that the call is only available if you've played his route before or prior to playing Jumin's route. So this poetry is written from pretty boy Saeyoung's point of view in those times, when he is watching you play his route. A little tribute I made years ago.

For those who don't know who Saeyoung is, he is from this game I play called Mystic Messenger.

[frankensteinmutual]

Signalis (2022) [H.P. Lovecraft, The Festival] /Sagittarius A* / Kathy Acker, Pussy, King of the Pirates / Outer Wilds (2020) / Is There a God-Shaped Hole at the Heart of Mathematics? / Drain for overflowing water at Sambuco Dam, Lavizzara Valley / ? / Thomasin Frances, Hole Theory (15/10/2022) / Bryan’s Ground, a public garden in Herefordshire on the Welsh border. / odd, weird, strange and unusual / Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves / Evil (2019-2014) / Judas H., Overflowing With Empty / Illustration of the Annular Eclipse of 1836 from “A fourteen weeks course in descriptive astronomy”, Joel Dorman Steele (1836-1886) / @imdad_barbhuyan on Instagram / The moon’s Copernicus crater. Through magic glasses. 1890. / Kaveh Akbar / Dune (2021) / x / Dmitry Kochanovich, Epiphany (Russian,b. 1972) / The Silt Verses, Chapter 41: But As My Last Breath Splits My Throat / Yousif M. Qasmiyeh, The Camp is a Bait for Time / Darina Muravjeva, Hole / Hilde Heynen in Heterotopia and the City / x / Leonard Cohen, Beautiful Losers / x /  Louise Glück, from Descending Figure / Anne Carson, Eros the Bittersweet: An Essay. / Caitlyn Siehl, What We Buried; from “A Letter To Love” / Lara de Moor, Orb (2014) / Sam Sax, Pig / The National - Wake Up Your Saints / Aleksander Rostov / Sanna Wani, from “Princess Mononoke (1997)”, My Grief, the Sun / Gregory Orr, [i want to go back] / Thomas Ott / ? / Judas H., Overflowing With Empty / James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room / Massive sinkhole swallows house in Florida / Edna St Vincent Millay, in Letters (1952) /Silent Hill 4 (2004) / @/vren-diagram / Anne Boyer, What Resembles the Grave But Isn’t / Law of Holes / Scarlet Hollow (2021) / China Miéville, from Railsea

(part one)

[mokadevs]

🐑 Prey at the Altar 🐑

You are the lamb. Prepare yourself for sacrifice. A short RPGMaker Horror game about cults and the gods that love them by versegm & mokadevs.

Download on itch!

A game including:

Preparing yourself for your sacrifice.

Or not. Or messing it up on purpose.

3 Endings, with 2 'True' Variants

20 - 40 minutes of gameplay

In-depth discussions on the practicality of sleeping on pews.

[tevintersnakes]

back in the fallout pit, fortunately my art has improved since 2016 so I can draw doctors hanging out together somewhat effectively now

[somewhatsentientspellbook]

I fuck deeply with Laudna's "what makes you think apathy is better than disdain?" It's a beautiful line to back up Orym's arguments

We don't think too hard about the ants we're stepping on when we have our own problems to worry about. What makes Liliana think that Predathos won't step on Exandria to get to its prey?

[b6d11f]

at my best, I'm a sacrificial lamb at my best, I am something you could handle

[chiroeclipse]

Spent like 10 minutes looking for this specific clip of this song so I could make this. Do y'all fuck with regretevator

[fishuus]

down to your serial number

[runariya]

ABO kook who is super protective of his girl and finds out she is going into heat around other guys

part of the prompt game pairing: alpha!Jungkook x omega!female reader genre: fantasy!AU, ABO, established relationship warnings: boxing JK, JK's protective, foul language, OC goes into heat around others, allusion to seggsy time word count: 684

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It’s a day like any other. Or so Jungkook thought, as he winds down after work at his gym with boxing, like he does every evening.

And, like every evening, you’re nearby, doing your own workout—mostly cardio, which he’ll never understand the benefit of, and some stretching, which he very much understands the benefit of. He hasn’t looked at you in the last half hour, too caught up in sparring with Taehyung to lose focus like that.

Seeing you in your tight leggings and sports bra never did him any good, and he’s sure as hell that if he’d sneaked a peek for even a second, he’d either get an unwanted nose job courtesy of Tae or, even worse, a public boner. But it’s not much of a problem, not when he’s already mated to you, and your scent is prominent throughout the gym.

“Focus,” Taehyung pants, while Jungkook barely dodges a punch.

“I am.” 

He’s not. 

Something’s changed in your scent, but he’s not sure what. It’s like a hint of something sweet has been added to it, something he knows all too well but can’t quite place without proper concentration.

“Bullshit,” Taehyung growls, landing a relatively light punch to Jungkook’s side, still knocking the wind out of him.

“I need a break.”

He really does, and Jungkook’s more than thankful that Taehyung lets it slide, the other Alpha usually not this understanding during their training sessions.

“You smell that?” Tae asks after they both sit down on a bench at the side, cracking open their water bottles for some much-needed hydration, sweat now soaking not just their skin but their clothes as well.

“Yeah, it smells kinda fam—”

“Jaykay! Yo! Your lady’s upstairs, in heat!” Jin calls down from the stairs, one of the few other Alphas Jungkook’s actually close friends with.

“Oh, hell no,” Jungkook mutters, standing up, his right eye twitching as he stomps towards the stairs, water bottle forgotten and falling still opened to the floor. He should have seen it coming, should have recognised the smell of your heat the second it reached him. But, obviously, he didn’t—and now shit’s about to go down.

The other werewolves—or more specifically, Alphas—who frequent the gym aren’t exactly known for thinking straight when a female goes into heat. Especially when it’s a beautiful Omega like you, no matter that you’re already his.

As Jungkook takes the stairs three at a time, his inner wolf takes control of his mind and body, more than livid at the prospect of you being harassed. If even a single wolf so much as looks your way now, that’ll be enough for Jungkook to start breaking bones.

It doesn’t take long for him to reach the second floor, where treadmills and steppers are lined up, with you at the far end, pressed against the wall. Jungkook’s inner wolf howls at the sight of you—drenched in sweat, breathing a little too fast, surrounded by Alphas like you’re a three-course meal.

“Move.” Jungkook roars as he makes his way towards you, your pair of perfect, glittering eyes immediately locking onto him. It’s like Jungkook could part the crowd of Alphas with just one word—everyone scrambles away, desperate to make it out of the gym alive.

The moment the path clears, you bolt towards him, your tiny, burning frame wrapping around his neck and middle as you jump on him, inhaling his domineering scent like a drug.

“Kook,” you whine lovingly into his neck, nuzzling the mark you left on his skin, but Jungkook can’t tear his eyes away from the Alphas who were mere seconds ago standing beside you. He sends each one of them a warning glare as his strong, calloused hands wrap around your back and ass, pulling you tighter against him.

“Let’s get you home.” He can’t suppress the low growl in his voice, and as you grind your clothed cunt—barely covered by that thin layer of fabric—against him, he knows you’re all his. Though reinforcing it wouldn’t hurt. “Gonna make you fucking scream my name, babe.”

[pycth]

Hot Boi Spring Back event on the Sky Side discord!

A bunch of us artists and writers were given the prompt of exploring the early stages of any pairing’s relationship(s), canon or not.

I chose Asher and Baaabe~ if you didn’t know already, my Baaabe and Ash have known each other since they were teenagers. The boy was hopelessly down bad despite Baaabe’s initial disinterest at the time..just be patient, king, you’ll finally get your chance in about 8-9 years 🙏

(Note that this was before Baaabe and Darlin became a thing for bit—that’s a story for another time)

[arkham-prisoner]

I love the new Hades 2 family portrait as much as the next person but Hades is too damn small. Looks too normal sized. Needs to look like the Kingpin family portrait from Into The Spiderverse

[beemochi-art]

Jazz- *cough cough*……worth it

You are a whore for your husband Prowl just except it.

[uncharted-constellations]

The most anticipated link and zelda, cartoon verse of course

No funny page tho, just imagine excuse me princess echoing in your brain chamber

[cloudyotter]

What jesse does with her director powers