#(gritting teeth) im normal. im so normal

[thedeepgreensea]

[98chao]

you turned your back on me for so long

[saintaviator]

been doin redraws as warmups w these two dorks ^^ ID in alt text!

[prim-moth]

The aching slow burn of D’s route stings so good ❤️‍🔥 The low romance score makes the slow burn all the more delicious, actually 😌

[empyreansentinel]

Going into the quote page and remembering Angel tells you she's an artificial intelligence for most of the story. Probably because Jack told her to. And thinking Damn she has been getting dehumanized for years even when people do listen to her because they just assume they're talking to a machine, in a universe that already devalues robots despite their sentience. Aigh. Augh.a ugh

ITS SO...esp with the way roland talks about her when theyre planning out how to get to the bunker, its so depersonalizing. and i understand why he would be that way because he’s spent the last five years thinking shes a machine, and now a machine with malicious intent, but :(

literally every single named ai in the series shows human levels of sentience and emotional capability but they are clearly seen as having less autonomy. claptrap ofc is the most obvious answer but it also extends to felicity and balex ect. but by being forced to take the role of an ai angel also experiences that same treatment even from people she has known since she was a child. and its just. AUGH. a million deaths upon me.

[cloverplover]

the fellowship of the ring (family: felinae) :3

"lore" below the cut

so much thought went into this and i couldnt tell ya why!

all the cats shown are members of the subfamily felinae of felidae, which basically excludes big cats like lions and tigers (that can roar). since in lotr canon the fellowship takes place time-wise sort of after all the big players have come and gone, i think that all the remaining races would be smaller cats in comparison, to emulate that vibe of the end of an era. each character of a different race has a different genus- including boromir and aragorn, because a lynx is basically a fancier caracal and i thought that was funny.

felis, the housecat genus that the hobbits are in, actually has quite a few species, so i imagine that in this universe the more housecat you are, the more respectable a hobbit. however some cats (tooks!) are a bit more related to wild cats, hence why pippin looks like a sandcat.

gandalf, true to the books, is just sort of doing his own thing- everyone probably has a theory on what kind of cat he is but he won't confirm or deny any of them. aragorn knows but won't admit it. saruman, on the other hand, i imagine as a cheetah :3

the dwarf family also includes leopardus, which is small spotted cats. i chose a pallas cat for gimli (and then regretted it when coloring) because i thought it fit his vibe too well to pass up, but maybe thats just his family tree, who knows. i imagine them all with geometric spot patterns, better than how i drew gimli's, and very broad shoulders.

caracals are the only living member of their genus, so i also give cougars to men. maybe the house of rohan gets them. up to interpretation!

anyway. on to your regularly scheduled programming

[toyhdgehog]

saw x / mitski - i'm your man

[notsoprocreations]

“Where went that cheeky friend of mine?

Where went that billion dollar smile?”

[linkvcr]

Skysword Zelda….much to think about…

[princesseevee06]

can you fight against the curse of this world?

[thegreatyin]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[inkykeiji]

so anyway maisie and i binged tokrev season 3 to listen to the english dub (mostly for the haitanis) and i genuinely had an absolute meltdown when i realized naoto shares a voice actor with fucking sunday

it’s important to note that i have never watched tokyo revengers with the english dub so it is safe to say i was fucking blindsided like seriously i felt like that motherfucker punched me in the face

[true-bluesargent]

i am so so normal and calm and not hateful or evil. i am so so normal and calm and not hateful or evil. i am so so normal and calm and not hateful or evil.

[jestiric]

every time i remember how will graham said he fantasized about killing hannibal with his hands because its more intimate that way i loose a little bit more of my sanity. what the fuck bryan fuller.

[britneyshakespeare]

do you ever feel like people only like chick-fil-a so much because they're not supposed to

[spiritsandwhatnot]

i dont think about the 3 years ethan spent thinkin mia was dead.

i dont think about how he seemingly dropped everything the moment he saw her email. i dont think about him drivin all day to go to some old haunted estate in louisiana, or him bein sleep deprived and fatigued from drivin. i dont think about him feelin anxious or jittery or hopeful.

i dont think about him ignorin all the creepy gross shit he keeps seein, cause mia told him she was there. i dont think about how he musta felt when he saw her in that cell, how worried and scared and relieved he musta been. i dont think about him immediately needin answers, immediately askin what was done to her, immediately questionin everything the moment he knows mia is there and alive. i dont think about how he knows shes not tellin him somethin.

i dont think about his fear and confusion when mia suddenly attacks him, and i dont think about him anxiously pacin around the hallway and bathroom pickin up the phone and not knowin what to do what he should do and i dont think about how he felt when he thought he killed her i dont think about him reachin to her i dont think about him drawin back before he touches her i dont think about him afraid and confused and tired i dont think about his brain stutterin, strugglin to keep up with all the shit that just started happenin i dont think about him holdin the stump of his arm walkin around tryna get to the attic cause a stranger on the phone told him maybe he can get out that way. i dont think about him runnin away from his wife, scared that shell kill him, confused what shes talkin about, still bleedin out. i dont think about him pickin up a gun and shootin his wife, because now hes seen her get up after dyin. i dont think about him only bein there cause he desperately missed his wife.

i dont think about him dying there.