hi there dan and phil tumblr
i'm iovecanglan on dnptwt, but that community has fostered a terribly toxic environment so i wanted to try my hand at tumblr for a bit :)
my name is jay and i'm a 23-year-old lesbian from texas :3 i will be at tit austin as well as london (friday + saturday) !! i have been watching dnp since 2013 and i am the #1 enjoyer of the dan and phil's traumatic golf incident video :P
even though dnp are my biggest interest atm i am also technically a multifandom account on every platform, so i will post about other things i enjoy too (like chappell roan, atla, studio ghibli, cdramas, books, etc.)
i also write!! i'm ivylakes on ao3 and i have an ongoing one-shot series where i write about canon events that have happened post-hiatus (such as what i believe dan's immediate reaction was to phil dyeing his hair blonde) <3 i have something really special in the works rn so stay tuned!
i don't want to make this too long lol so i think that covers everything for now... it's nice to meet you all and i'm super excited to be here ♥
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Thoughts on/during Mochi Mayhem? I'm curious. Especially towards the... memetic dance scene(s).
I LOVED IT!!!!
Pokemon Scarlet and Violet really put me in the "I wanna be a kid doing stupid dumb goofy things with my friends" vibes and Mochi Mayhem really delivered! everyone coming over to the player's house and hanging out at the start and the whole finding the remote mini quest at the community center really got to me. We're just a couple of kids doing kid things!!
Also the fact that Arven says Clicker like an old man means so much to me. We really are siblings.
SPEAKING OF ARVEN
He knocked it out of the PARK during Mochi Mayhem being just??? So funny??? Like, he's so pushy about being the player's one and only Best Friend
And he's so agro at Kieran over it to the point of ending the epilogue apologizing for it... But Kieran didn't even notice because he's so use to his sister being agro at him like that???
Also the fact that he has just enough control while mind controlled by Pecharunt to be embarrassed by the stupid dance dskgjdfjgjdfh Hysterical
There's a lot of other really silly moments that got to me very personally, like how much everyone calls out Nemona for being entirely too much, or just the implication that the three of them were hanging out without me, implying they've all become friends as well really gets to me
I don't like the paid DLC direction Nintendo is going in, but this is the best Pokemon Game post DS Era in my opinion, even if with the DLC it's more than double the price of a DS era Pokemon game with about the same amount of content...
But yeah! I really liked the Epilogue! I had a great time, I loved seeing everyone getting to have a fun time and being silly, I ADORE Pecharunt to no end, and am super happy to have Kieran back in the club room finally!
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My entry for Horizon Creation Celebration 2023! @horizon-events
The cover Illustration is a little bonus ;) The fic is the main event!
Freaky Friday (3156 words) by littlelionpaw
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Horizon (Video Games)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aloy & Beta (Horizon), Background Aloy/Erend (Horizon)
Characters: Aloy (Horizon), Beta (Horizon), GAIA (Horizon), Erend (Horizon), Kotallo (Horizon), Drakka (Horizon), Sylens (Horizon), Original Characters
Additional Tags: Post-Game: Horizon Forbidden West: Burning Shores, Sister-Sister Relationship, Freaky Friday Situation, Inspired by Freaky Friday (2003), Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Sisters being sisters, POV Aloy (Horizon), POV Beta (Horizon), They fight a lot, Don't worry they'll make up, Trauma, Self-Discovery, A Little Bit Of Ereloy, Light Ereloy, Feelings Realization, A bit of Magic, Original Banuk Character, Panic Attacks, Canon-Typical Violence, Psychological Trauma, HCC 2023
Summary:
„There are few things that annoy Eputak more than not listening. The old shaman cackles softly as her fingers find what they are looking for. She can’t make her own people listen, but maybe those sisters will. The fire is dead, but a few embers still glow in the encroaching darkness. This will be enough.”
Aloy and Beta find themselves in a rather peculiar situation – they somehow have switched bodies. While the sisters, aided by GAIA, search for a way to reverse the switch, they also try to hide their “condition” from their friends.
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Tear you apart
A Bill Cipher and Ford Fic
Summery : Ford and Bill go drinking, celebrating the progress of the portal.
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O’Sadlys was mostly quiet, not a lot of people ever came this late..except Bill Cpher and Stanford Pines. It was a ritual at this point, every monday they'd go out and spend the night just talking to each other. It would be rude not to mention that mondays are their slowest, due to Bill driving off customers with his maniac self.
Ford raised his glass and proudly toasted to Bill. “To the portal!” and Bill just laughed while clinking their glasses together. Bill sat back and watched as Ford chugged down the beer. In 6 seconds nonetheless.
“Jeez sixer, didn't know you had it in ya. Another?” He raised his hand and Ford burped, muttering a small “excuse me” before folding his arms. “Keep em coming, muse” He said that last word with a slight tinge in his voice and Bill flicked his hand. “Oh, sixer you flatter me, really” He giggled before taking a sip of his own drink.
It didn't take long for the two of them to get tipsy once they were together. but this time it felt different.
Ford discarded his coat, placing it on his lap. Ford wore a white button up along with a pair of slacks and muddy boots. He was always nicely dressed whenever Bill was around.
Bill couldn't help but stare at Ford in his little 'formal attire', and he was very obvious about it. Bill coughed into his hand before changing subjects, he can't get distracted. not yet.
“Y'know sixer, I've never met anyone as smart as you. No one else could do this difficult of a project! Gotta hand it to ya I thought you'd chicken out ” Bill knew this was a way to butter Ford up, to stroke his ego and get him to admire him even more. The more a follower loves you, the more they'll sacrifice for you.
Ford was flushed from the compliments, but blamed it on the alcohol. He coughed into his hand before looking back at Bill while readjusting his glasses. “Thank you Bill, that means a lot”
Ford went on about the progress on the portal and how he had a work partner helping him with building it. Fiddleford mcgucket. A hillbilly from the backwash countryside of California.
Bill seemed a bit irritated, the more Ford talked about fiddleford, the more the anger boiled up inside him. Sure, he was glad the portal was finally getting built, but he wasn’t exactly excited to share Ford’s attention. Still, Bill managed to calm himself and act interested as Ford continued to talk.
He directed his attention to Ford's drinking. amazed at the sight of Ford chugging his worries away and wiping his wet lips. it got Bill thinking of the things he'd say while drunk. things sober Ford would never tell a living soul. Sins, pathetic sins. Oh how he loved a desperate man.
Bill had to hold himself back from giving in to his desires, he couldn’t rush this. He still needed Ford to fall even farther, but every time he looked at the man Bill couldn’t think straight. He’s seen Ford drunk before, sure. But something about his flushed face was different.
Bill had a high tolerance for basically everything so the beer hasn't even fazed him yet while Ford is the complete opposite. He's slurring his words, hot breath fanning across Bill's left arm. He's lying face down on the table. His glasses crooked and hair afluff. Bill gulped, and hooked his finger under his tie and readjusted it. How can sixer be so indecent?
Bill couldn't help but stare at the disheveled man in front of him, it was almost too much to bear. The alcohol had completely taken over Ford.
“You sure are out of it” Bill chuckled, trying to remain calm.
Ford barked out a laugh, throwing an arm around Bill's shoulder and raised his glass yet again before chugging it. Bill could smell his cologne (why was he wearing cologne?) and it smelt like the woods.
Bill's hand trembled around his own glass as Ford leaned himself on him. He could feel the heat coming off the man’s body. “Watch where you’re throwing yourself, sixer.” Bill said, but on the inside he was ecstatic. "You're pretty wasted, maybe we should stop" Bill mutterd out, trying to get this..weird feeling away from him.
Ford whined out, pouting. “Aww C'mon my muse just one more..please?” Ford's voice lowered as he practically begged. Well, Bill did like a desperate man. Especially if that man was Stanford Pines.
Bill grinned as Ford whined. He just wanted to grab the man by his collar and rip the buttons right off his shirt. Still, Bill maintained his composure, for now.
"I like your tone, sixer. Another coming right up!"
Bill got Ford another drink whenever he asked, and soon enough, it was past 2am, and Ford was hammered. His hair was a disheveled mess, glasses crooked on his nose. His tie was loose and limp around his neck. Seeing Ford in this state was both a gift and a curse. On one hand, watching the most important piece of his plan being reduced to a drunken mess was satisfying.
Ford plunged his hand into his pocket and pulled out a singular 20 sided dice, before leaning closer to bill. “Do you wanna see a magic trick?” He asks. Reading Bill's face while waiting for his answer. Bill nodded, leaning his face onto his palm
Ford began slipping the dice through every finger on his hand, it danced around each bone and slipped into his palm yet again.
One thing led to another, and Ford woke up in a bush on the side of a hill with 2 new tattoos.
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