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chews-erotically · 4 years ago

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Waxing Gibbous

Pairing: Ezra + femNurse! Reader

Rating: Hard M / 18+ ONLY

*****As ALWAYS, if I have added you to the tags and you wish to be removed, just ask and I will do so immediately******

* Warnings: SMUT (mutual masturbation, PIV sex), some plot too, comfort

* Summary: Ezra’s recovery continues. You introduce him to a new way of living, one he cannot immediately embrace.

* Word Count: 2800

*Part ONE* *Part TWO* *Part THREE* *Part FOUR* *Part FIVE* *Part SIX* *Part SEVEN* *Part EIGHT*

PART NINE

Ezra spent an additional three weeks in the hospital after he’d awakened. His recovery was arduous, but his medical team remained impressed by his sheer determination. The same drive he’d shown on the cursed moon to harvest, to succeed, to survive, he showed to recover. Recover he did, working diligently with doctors and physical therapists seemingly around the clock.

You only went back to your loft to shower and change. You had rented a cot, not dissimilar to what you’d been used to before, and you slept beside him each night. You couldn’t stop yourself from awakening several times in the night to ensure he was still there, still breathing. He’d long since been moved out of the ICU and into a room on the Med-Surg unit. He’d proceeded to charm each doctor, nurse, custodian and aide with equal amounts of wit and candor. They would make special trips to his room to sneak him his favorite treats and second helpings of his favorite meals under the guise of “needing to put weight back on.” Ezra would thank them graciously, grinning conspiratorially.

The first time he’d walked three laps around the unit without any assistance was the day you finally knew he was going to be okay. He was told that afternoon that he would be going home in a week. You had thrown your arms around him as he’d laughed and knocked sideways into his bedside table.

That night, you’d crawled into his hospital bed, squeezing in beside him. You nestled yourself into his warmth, his arms reflexively winding around you to pull you closer. Ezra sighed and hummed into your hair. You’d thought him still asleep, until he whispered softly into the darkness.

“.....Dove. Can’t wait to be home with you….” His large, warm hand rubbed up and down your back before circling around your hip, then your waist.

“....can’t wait to be in a bed with you. A real bed.” His fingers spread, his hand coasted lazily up your abdomen and palmed your breast. Your soft gasp echoed into the dark hospital room as you arched into his palm. His fingers zeroed in on a nipple, tugging through the thin material of your tank top. You mewled, hot explosive breaths against his chest. When he craned his head down to bring his mouth to yours he kissed you slowly, deeply, his tongue darting and curling. You bit at his bottom lip and gasped into his hot, sinful mouth.

“Ezra, you’re killing me.” You felt his lips curl wickedly upward. He began to speak to you lowly, in hoarse whispers, punctuating each thought with a nip to your throat, all the while pinching and pulling at you through the fabric of your shirt.

“....Been dreaming of you. How you lose the ability to speak when I’m splitting you open. The sounds you make. The sounds that cunt makes when I rock into it. The way you shake when you fall apart….”

He had nudged his knee in between your legs, and you found yourself rhythmically rocking your core against his thigh. The burning fullness between your legs was making you leak your fluids onto his skin, your clit grinding desperately onto him. You were certain he could feel you through your cotton shorts. You whimpered pitifully as he continued.

“It’s killing you that we can’t do any more than this right now, in this bed. Anyone could walk right in, Dove.”

He released a filthy groan against your mouth when you reached down to wrap your fingers around his hard length through his underwear.

“Careful...be careful, darling girl. I’m not in a mood to stay demure and restrained. I sincerely encourage you to continue if you wish for this whole building to hear our intimacy.”

“Ezra….fuck, I want you. Please, I need to touch you.”

Ezra knocked his forehead against yours. You knew his eyes searched to catch yours in the darkness.

“I need you to wait and be patient for me, sweetheart. When I take you next it will be in our own bed like you deserve.”

You leaned forward and bit his shoulder through his shirt. He gave a startled gasp before chuckling darkly. You groaned in frustration.

“I need something, anything…..s’been so long…”

“Lie down on your cot, Dove. Touch yourself for me. I want to hear how slick you are as you get yourself off to the thought of me buried inside your sweet little cunt. Touch yourself, and I will do the same. Let us fall apart for one another until I can express my desires to you properly.”

You barely hesitated before moving off his hospital cot to remove your shorts with shaking hands. No sooner were they discarded than you were splayed on your back on your cot, legs spread wide, wanton. You heard rustling from Ezra’s cot as he maneuvered his shorts down to free his cock. You heard the rhythmic, wet sounds as he began stroking himself in earnest.

You moaned when your fingers dipped down to your entrance, marvelling at how soaked your slit was. Scooping your arousal with two fingers, you began to circle your hard, aching clit. The wet, sinful sounds of your aroused core reverberated through the room as your fingers circled, pressed. Your breath hitched, your hips arched off of the cot and thrust of their own accord. You both moaned and gasped into the still air.

You could hear Ezra’s cot creaking. He was mumbling half- sentences, pausing to whimper and you could hear him stroking faster. You pictured his hips cana was as ting up as he fisted himself.

“Fuuuuuuuck. Fuck I’m so close. Can you hear me Ezra? I need you to hear what you’re doing to me.”

“Divine cunt. Mine….I can smell it. Smell you….. Holy shit. Holy shit. Holyshit…”

He stilled, screaming lowly as he reached his end. Gasping, breath hitching.

The fingers of your other hand pushed themselves into your passage as your other hand, still circling your clit, began fast, rough. The rhythm of your hips faulted as your orgasm suddenly slammed into you. You bit your lip so hard you may have drawn blood. You gasped and groaned as you felt your cum spill out of your seizing hole and coat your hand.

“Ohhhhh.. Oh fuck. Oh fuck…….” Your breaths melted into whimpers as your hips slowed their twitching. Finally spent, you yawned deeply and turned on your side to face Ezra.

“Still not the same,” you whispered up into the outline of his face. “But if we ever do this again, I want to see you.”

***

You got to the hospital as early as you possibly could on the morning of Ezra’s discharge. You had helped him pack what meager belongings he had the evening before to bring to your apartment. You’d cleaned every surface furiously, and adorned your balcony and interior surfaces with wildflowers and vining greenery you’d purchased from a local nursery.

You brought with you new clothing, something comfortable and casual for him to wear, as well as a pair of loafers lined with fleece. You did not know what he preferred to wear; as well as you knew him, you’d never really seen one another in anything other than threadbare sweats or protective suits. You smiled to yourself as you thought of Ezra being able to buy himself nice clothing, of purchasing music he’d talked to you about for hours on the Green. Large, glossy hardcover books whose spines cracked when you opened them for the first time.

You knew you still had a lot of firsts coming with Ezra. You walked into the bustling lobby and quickly found his room. Ezra was pacing back and forth, muttering under his breath. When you entered he’d immediately stopped and came to you with a wide, beautiful smile.

“I have dreamt of this day for countless stands, sweet love,” he crooned as he wound his arms around you, crushing you to his chest. “My feet will deign not touch the earth in my haste…”

“Slow down a bit, Ez. I brought you some clothing...I hope you don’t hate them.”

He gazed down and you saw how his eyes shone in the early morning light. You loved him so much that your chest ached.

“I could never hate a single thing that passes from your hands to mine, Dove. They are perfect, as are you.” He craned his head down to ghost a kiss across your parted lips. It was chaste, soft and brief, yet you still felt the jolt settling low in your belly, growing warm and tight. You had not forgotten his promise to you during that one desperate night.

Ezra changed quickly as you waited. There was no need to excuse yourself- you’d both been through too much to be bashful. When he’d finished, he stood before you grinning with hands on his hips.

“How do I look, Dovie?”

“Like an angel.”

***

You could tell that Ezra was overwhelmed by the bustling streets of Central. His head whipping around, unsure of what to focus on. Eyes darting, mouth set in a line. You’d grabbed his hand and led the way through undulating throngs of bodies that squeezed, nudged, jostled. Your heart ached with sympathy as you recalled the chaos of your own first experience. You knew he needed time, as you had.

You wasted no time when you arrived at your brownstone building, briefly greeting the doorman on your way through the lobby. Confusion crossed Ezra’s face as he took in lush carpeting and the ivy that wound itself up an exposed brick wall.

“Pray tell, who was that man at the door, Dove?”

You giggled, pressing the button on the elevator. “That is Brice. He’s the doorman, he’s very nice.”

His eyes were wide. “We have a doorman?”

“I know, crazy, right?”

You entered the elevator. As the door whooshed closed you noted apprehension on Ezra’s face. You reached out to squeeze his hand reassuringly, and his features smoothed once more when he caught your small smile.

Soon enough you were at your door. You turned to Ezra and handed him a thick metal keycard.

“This is yours. Try it.”

He paused only momentarily before swiping the card. He reached out to the door handle, holding his breath. You bounced on your heels like a child, pushing him forward.

For one of the few times in all the days you’ve known Ezra, he was speechless. He roamed slowly through the wide open foyer, basking in the natural light streaming through the windows. He reached out a hand to gingerly caress a granite countertop. He caught site of the doors to your balcony and stood before them, hands hanging motionless at his sides.

You sidled up next to him, winding your arm through his.

“Do you like it, Ezra?” you asked softly, looking out over the city beside him.

Ezra turned to you, holding your eyes steadily. His hands moved down to grasp yours.

“I could never have imagined something so grand. This hardly feels real. Truthfully, I am unsure that I did not perish on the Green…” His hands moved up your arms to cradle your face. He leaned in slowly, exhaling into the cup of your ear.

“Show me our bedroom, Dove. It’s been long enough.”

You grabbed his hand, pulling him behind you down the hallway. He reached out to grasp your shirt as you stumbled and bumped into walls, desperate to feel you. You assisted him as best you could, and when you entered a room easily four times the size of your former tent, you heard his gasp.

You had spent an especially long time considering what you had wanted in a bed. It had been far too long since you’d had a proper bed, and so you spared no expense in finding the softest mattress, the sturdiest headboard. Your bed extended down an expanse of wall, covered by soft, downy blankets and piled with pillows.

“It’s...magnificent,” he murmured, reaching down to run his hand across the silken texture of the coverings. His hand moved up to hastily push aside the pillows and pull down the blankets. He hastily disrobed, shoving his shirt up while you joined him in freeing him from his pants. You divested yourself of your own and he caught your lips in a desperate kiss as he tumbled you backward onto the bed. You rolled him onto his back and straddled him, grinding your hips against his hard, swollen length. Ezra was moaning loudly, straining up to maintain contact. Between the sinfully soft blankets and mattress at his back and the heat from your cunt as you spread your arousal on the throbbing skin of his cock. You leaned forward to capture his lips, your hands restlessly moving over his shoulders.

“My beautiful man,” you crooned. “This is what we deserve. You are worthy of this. I need you.”

“Then take me. Ride me, sweet girl. Bless and baptize my cock with your heavenly slick.”

You positioned your dripping core over his head. You sank down slowly, feeling his thickness stretching you open, breaking you. You could not hold back the low moan bursting out of you as his cock reached the end of you. You stilled, after so long you had to allow yourself a moment to adjust to his size. You panted in low groans as your walls twitched and fluttered around Ezra’s incredible length.

Ezra gazed up at you reverently, biting his lip. He whimpered when your cunt squeezed him, hands reaching out to fasten on your hips.

“Fuck….f-fuck, sweatheart. Forgot how fucking perfect you feel. Sweet Kevva. Use me, sweet girl...take what you need.”

You drew yourself up until he was almost out of you, keeping his head trapped in your leaking hole. Without warning you slammed your hips down. The sound that left Ezra’s mouth was feral, animalistic. You began a steady pace of lifting and dropping, eventually falling forward onto Ezra’s chest. You started babbling in between your desperate whimpers and sobs. He hit that one spot inside you in this position, you quickly discovered. It made you roll your eyes back in ecstasy, mouth hanging open between bursts of speech.

“Hngh….oh...my...fucking Gods, so good, you feel so good how is this soo goooood…”

Ezra met your gaze with his eyes wild, teeth gritted. He threw his head back, his hands gripping your hips as he urged you to move faster, harder, while he spoke out into the air in a broken, shaking prayer.

“So good for me, please come for me. Come on my cock, sweet Dove, mark me, soak me before I paint this fucking perfect cunt…”

You were covered in a sheen of sweat, movements faltering from the sustained effort of using him the way you needed. Sensing this, Ezra wrapped his arms around you and crushed your chest to his. Shifting under you, he began to piston himself into your slick, hot sex as your cries became sharp and loud. You lost the power of speech as your breath left your body in explosive gushes against the side of his straining neck. You came with a strangled scream, Ezra struggling to keep you atop him as your limbs shook and bucked of their own accord. You dimly felt the gush of your come running out of you to soak his swollen cock

“That’s iiitt, let it happen, so good for me, taking your pleasure with me so…..deep….insideyouSHIT….” He stilled as his own orgasm crashed around the both of you, head back and groaning loud enough that his voice rattled your soul, your racing heart beating a staccato beat within your chest. You worked through your highs, your bucking hips and shaking legs slowing down incrementally. Your breath eventually slowed, and you stayed nestled against his neck as he, too, came back to himself.

You stayed like that, with him softening inside of you, as he reached down to cover you both with a blanket. You felt limbless, untethered, so mortally sated that you did not care if the world around you was burning to the ground. You barely felt the ghost of Ezra’s lips on your forehead as you drifted out of consciousness. One word, repeated through the haze of dwindling thought was your anchor to everything around you that you had killed and bled and cried for, unbelievably real and soft and unflinchingly kind.

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freshlyjuicedbeetles · 5 years ago

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Dancing Away with My Heart - Severus Snape x Reader Fanfiction

Based on ‘Dancin’ Away with My Heart’ by Lady Antebellum.

Marauders Era.

You realize Severus is going down a path you can’t follow.

Authors note: I hate that Hogwarts doesn’t celebrate graduation!

I wore my best dress and my heart was breaking.

It was our graduation dance. The Great Hall was enchanted to look like the night sky with a large harvest moon. It put Starry Night to shame with the vibrant blues and billions of twinkling stars. Dumbledore had suspended curfew and allowed all years to attend saying, “Everyone deserves to say their goodbyes and goodbyes should not be rushed when helped.” So, while Narcissa Black looked like a gorgeous porcelain doll, first years were running around on a sugar high celebrating their first night of independence.

Severus and I had been dating for nearly a year at that point. Beforehand, I had had a crush on him for several weeks, the mysterious boy who rarely spoke. I knew he was with Lily Evans, even if they were just friends, but it didn’t take much to see that there was more going on, so I kept my interest to myself. When they ‘broke up’ I saw my chance and swooped in. In my heart, I knew I was something of a rebound for him. I had heard what he called Lily, but I didn’t believe it.

Then, I started to. I saw the signs. He was obsessed with the Dark Arts; nothing was off-limits for him. He became vengeful. I knew I had to break up with him. I just didn’t know when or what to say. I didn’t want to hurt him. I already felt bad for him. He had a terrible home life and was bullied mercilessly. I was afraid of adding to the fire, but I knew this boy was going down a dark path. I didn’t want to be a part of it. I really didn’t want to break up with him. He was my first real love.

I loved how unsuspecting he was. No one would believe how tender he could be or how brave he was. He was intelligent, but not in the effortless sense. He worked for his skills. He was quietly passionate. He kissed me as though he was leaving for war. I had given Severus everything, my heart, my love, my time, my first real kiss, my virginity. I loved how he would hold my hand under the tables of the Great Hall. He would check up on me when I was sick. He’d take as many chewy chocolate chip cookies that always managed to stay warm and gooey as he could take for me because they were my favorite and they weren’t served that often. I loved how he’d help me with my homework even though I could tell he’d rather be doing anything else because he didn’t want me to stress.

Eventually, I ran out of time. I had to break up with him on our last night at Hogwarts. I hated that I had to do it after graduation when the future looked so bright. It was like breaking up with him on his birthday. After awkwardly sitting at a table for most of the dance, Severus asked me to dance during a slow song.

Just this one dance and I’ll do it, I remember telling myself. I wanted to remember the way he looked in his borrowed robes from Lucius, his seventeen-year-old looks, his deep, dark eyes which I swore he could read my mind. I needed to remember the way he moved me to the music and the feel of his arms around me and mine on his shoulders, for the rest of my life. I knew this was the last time.

I put my head on his shoulder as we swayed to the music. I just wanted time to stop.

We stayed like that until he pulled away, but just barely. Severus brushed my hair back, looking into my eyes. He leaned in to kiss me. Tears began to fall from my eyes, knowing it was the last. I was just a seventeen-year-old girl. I had never experienced anything like this. This wasn’t just a silly breakup, this was an ‘I have serious concerns about my partner’ breakup.

He pulled away when he felt the tears come between us, “What’s wrong?” he asked.

I took his hand until I found a secluded corridor. My heart was pounding in my chest and my skin tingled with nerves.

“I’m worried about you,” I announced.

He said nothing.

“Let me see your arm,” I said.

Severus took a step back, hiding his left arm behind his back.

“What? Are you hiding something from me?” I goaded.

Again, he said nothing.

“Show me your arm, Severus.” I practically begged, tears nearly obscuring my vision.

A moment past, then he bestowed his covered arm. I pulled up his sleeve.

I didn’t gasp when I saw his arm. I didn’t recoil in shock. I knew it was there. He dropped his arm.

I shook my head, “Have mercy on your soul. I don’t think you know what you just did.”

I allowed myself one last look at him, then turned to leave.

“Wait!” He called, running after me. He caught my arm.

“Let me go, Severus! I don’t want to see you ever again!” I yelled, ripping my arm away.

I didn’t see him again.

I had always wondered what had happened to him. I thought about him from time to time, when I was alone during a harvest moon. I wondered if he missed me. He stole my heart that night and I don’t think he ever knew. Then when I came back to Hogwarts to teach a symposium on lyricism, I saw him. There he stood, still tall, dark and roguishly handsome. My dormant love for him returned tenfold.

“Severus,” was all I could say as he laid those dark eyes on me.

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omegacrystalmaiden · 5 years ago

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Ys Log (5/28/2020)

I’ve finished every single Ys I can play at the moment. So, I’m gonna write my opinions about all of them, since I’ve grown attached to the series.

Ys Series

Ys Series are stories of a red-headed fuck boy’s travelogues. This boy’s name is Adol Christin, a wanderlust goody two-shoes who flirted with every single heroine he encountered and left them crying and heartbroken over his departure to another new adventure. He recorded all of his adventure in 100 travelogues, which became the story of each Ys games. Adol has the tendency of getting caught in a shipwreck and got his sorry ass saved by a beautiful girl, who ended up crushing on him, of course.

First to last playthrough:

Ys VI: The Ark of Napishtim

Ys Seven

Ys I & II: Chonicles

Ys III: The Oath in Felghana

Ys IV: Memories of Celceta

Ys Origin

Ys Origin took place 700 years before Ys I, which means the main protagonist is not that fuck boy (hooray). Ys Origin surpassed my expectation. I never expected Ys Origin’s storyline to be that good, especially Toal’s route. It was touching when Toal reached out his hand to Reah and begged her to stop doing the ritual to seal away the demonic essence. It was heartbreaking, for real. Stay strong, Toal.

Favorite Route: Toal’s. His route is the most story-rich and emotional. It left some impressions in me.

Favorite Character: Hugo Fact. His route is actually a bit similar to Geis’s backstory (Big bro left the house, then lil bro’s pursuing for his lost big bro). He’s actually just some cocky brat who seeks power to bring his traitorous brother down. A bit typical, honestly. But his character makes the interactions with other characters much more interesting, since the whole search party is full of people who worships Reah and Feena too much (in other words, full with naive and too nice people). I really love it when Hugo didn’t back down after he got threatened by Cecilia for doubting the Goddesses. And it was so priceless when he pointed out to Saul Tovah that his dead was caused by his own weaknesses. Man, I never expected Ys series to have a main protagonist with that kind of personality lol.

Least Favorite Character: Yunica Tovah. She’s too naive; believing in the Goddesses blindly. She’s also reckless and too hot tempered, biting every tiny bits of provocations that was thrown at her. But, I honestly kinda get where she’s coming from. The girl just got his father killed by some random barbarian called Kishgal lol (and Kishgal’s sprite is VERY similar to Geis’s from Ys VI). Anyways, her outfit doesn’t look like the outfit you would pick to go to battlefield. Honestly... her outfit really makes me wondering how can she swing her battleaxe. She looks more like a Harvest Moon character actually.

But both of them are so cute, honestly xD

Favorite Ship: Hugo x Epona. Man, they’re so cute. They act like rivals and stuff, but looking out for each other. It was both cute and heartbreaking when Hugo held Epona who was dying in his route. Even Toal ships them. Fuck off, Miuscha lol.

Favorite Design: Zava. I don’t really like this old sorceress since she’s just some typical evil maniac who laughs randomly at people’s hardships. But honestly, her design is just the best in the game. Reah and Feena’s outfits in Ys Origin are outstanding too, btw.

Favorite Soundtrack: Silent Desert, Samsara and Paramnesia, and Scars of the Divine Wing.

Ys I: Ancient Ys Vanished ~ Omen

Okay, here goes Ys I, introducing our favorite red-headed fuck boy, Adol Christin! This is the most classic game in Ys series, where you play as a silent protagonist and hit monsters with hilarious bump-bump system. What makes this game interesting is the soundtracks; MAN, THE SOUNDTRACKS! The soundtracks really rock you to the point where you want to bump every single enemies in the field. Oh, and here’s the fun fact: Adol got shipwrecked lol. Adol was asked to collect six books of Ys by some random fortune teller. The player didn’t have the choice to say no to that, since the fortune teller just assumed that Adol agreed to do it even when he didn’t say a single word (like any silent protagonist should have been).

Favorite Character: None. I don’t really have any favorites in this game, since the characters are kinda bland (well, what do you expect from a classic game? xD).

Least Favorite Character: None. But, Reah’s dialogues were getting to my nerves. She kept talking about her lost silver harmonica over and over. I was like “what’s your problem, woman?”. But, since I know that her harmonica was a gift from Toal, I can see where she’s coming from. Speaking of Reah, I personally think that it was priceless when both Raba and Luta Gemma urged Adol to save Reah, who was taken captive by Dark Fact in Rado’s Annex, only to get that Reah was like “oh, I got captured by purpose”. If only Adol could speak, I bet he would be like “shit, seriously?”

Favorite Soundtrack: Palace of Destruction and Tension

Awesome fan art of Adol, Reah, and Feena.

Ys II: Ancient Ys Vanished ~ The Final Chapter

After collecting the six books of Ys, Adol was thrown teleported to the vanished land of Ys. He got unconscious and saved by an apple farmer (jk, she’s unemployed), Lilia, who ended up crushing on him. He discovered that Ys was ruled by a twin Goddesses (who were clearly Reah and Feena, but the game treated you as if you haven’t figured it out by then anyway). Adol can uses magic in this game, which you can burn any villagers you want with it (gotta burn Gorto to dust). He went to Solomon Shrine, encountering many hardships along the way, defeating Darm, and bringing peace to Esteria, only to finally know that some npcs are descendants of Ys’s priests. Cool. Anyway, Adol succeeded to make both Feena and Lilia fell for him. At the end of the game, Lilia almost confessed her feelings for Adol in front of Feena (I was hoping Lilia would actually do that and got slapped by Feena tho lol) and Feena also cried for Adol since she couldn’t be with him. She asked him to remember her as a girl, not as a goddess. Good job, Adol. You’ve successfully become a full-fledged fuck boy.

Favorite Character: Still none.

Least Favorite Character: Gorto. At the end of the game, he was like “Oh! I’m actually the descendant of Priest Dabbie!” and I was like “I didn’t went through all of that for knowing that you’re a descendant of some random old fart, dammit.”

Favorite Soundtrack: To Make the End of a Battle

Lilia, the apple farmer.

Ys III: The Oath in Felghana

Ys III took place after Ys IV in Dogi’s hometown. It was told in the bonus prologue (which can be unlocked after finishing the game), that Dogi was worried about his hometown and they decided to give it a visit. It was said that Adol put his finger on Dogi’s lips, stopping him from saying anything further. Umm... I thought Adol was only hitting on girls?? But, okay. Adol x Dogi confirmed LOL. In the old opening, it was also shown that Adol and Dogi climbed a steep mountain without any equipment, out of foolishness I presumed. Adol got a cool scarf in this game, which boosted his confidence when hitting on Elena, Dogi’s childhood friend. Dogi was dumbfounded when he met Elena. He never expected his tomboy childhood friend would grow into a beautiful girl. But he knew better that Elena would end up falling for Adol, so he didn’t even think about making Elena into his girlfriend. Wise decision, Dogi. The game tells the story of Chester’s revenge plan, which was ruined in instance even after Chester stabbed Dogi and stuff. Oof, the embarrassment. At the end of the game, Chester killed himself out of embarrassment in order to seal Galbalan away. Elena, the strongest of all, couldn’t stop her brother because she passed out after getting her shoulder punched by Chester. Makes sense. Oh, don’t forget that Elena was also crying over Adol’s departure towards new adventure.

Favorite Character: Dogi. “Nah, she’ll just fall for you, anyway. Just like the usual.” and “Cool move, showstealer.” are too priceless.

Least Favorite Character: No one. But I can’t stand Dogi’s godmother’s voice acting.

Favorite Character Design: Count McGuire. He’s literally Goban in a king outfit lol.

Favorite Soundtrack: Valestein Castle

I love this artist ever since I was an elementary school girl, and I just found out recently that this is a fan art of Chester and Elena.

Ys IV: Memories of Celceta

Ys IV took place after Ys II, with Adol got his memories wiped off instead of getting shipwrecked. Let’s appreciate his character development at least. Ys IV tells the theories of why Adol decided to call himself an adventurer. At first, the only motivation for me to play this game was to find more references of Geis since I heard that he’s originally from a village in Celceta. But the whole game was quite entertaining. Filling the maps, playing side quests, and retrieving Adol’s memories back. It was shown in his memories that his wanderlust came from his father. There were two memories that left strong impressions to me. The first one was the memories that showed his father’s reason for traveling around the world. “I just want to see things with my own eyes. Here, look at this. I heard that in this place, there are very beautiful white flowers that only bloomed for one night, once in a year.” Idk, but when I read that, I also got the urge to see those flowers with my own eyes. Unfortunately, the game never showed you the flowers he mentioned, even though I’m sure that he was referring to the white celceta flowers, which was already extinct by then. The second one was the last memory Adol retrieved in the game. The one with Eldeel and Adol in it. Eldeel offered Adol the knowledge of the whole world, but Adol refused since he wanted to see the world with his own eyes, just like his father. Eldeel was impressed and gave him another thing instead; a name (more like a title, though). He gave Adol the title of an adventurer, the very title he used in every single travelogue he wrote. It really left a strong impression. Everything in the series just clicked after that memories showed up. It changed the way I look at the whole game. Dunno why though lol. Anyway, it was told that Geis and Ernst lived in Danan. There was an empty house at the outskirt of town. I think it was actually Gruda’s, but I’m gonna assume that it was Ernst and Geis’s since I find it funny that there’s only one bed inside the house (Ernst slept in the bed, while Geis slept on the kitchen floor). It looked like Ernst left an open wound on Frieda, since Frieda looked sad every time she remembered Ernst. Tsk, tsk. It was told that Geis left Danan to pursue his brother and bring him home. How cute. His story will take place three years later in Ys VI. Wait, why am I talking about Geis? :/ Overall, Ys IV is a good game. I personally prefer the Japanese title though, The Foliage Ocean in Celceta.

Favorite Character: Duren. He’s the bullied in the party. I love it when falcom gave us the option “are you breaking up with me?” when he was about to leave Adol for awhile. The way he picks locks are also hilarious. *laughs maniacally, then kicks the treasure chest* He truly lightened up the mood. I don’t really like to use him in battle, though. I prefer Calilica for the strike type. My personal favorite characters in battle are Ozma and Frieda.

Least Favorite Character: Bami. I don’t really like Gruda and Gadis either, since Gruda is just some sort of ancestor freak (typical of Geis’s evil family members) and Gadis is also a violent jerk who hurts animals. But, Gruda still acts decent and Gadis does make a point when he points out that Ozma is actually not that different from him. Bami, in other hand... everything she does just doesn’t make any sense to me. Plus, I don’t like Leeza either since she acted just like Yunica. So reckless.

Favorite Soundtrack: Underground Ruins, Ancient Land, Seeking the Vanished Mask.

Mini Adol and his daddy.

Ys VI: The Ark of Napishtim

The very first Ys game I played. It doesn’t have the best story line, but it still got a special place in my heart since it was my first game. So, Adol got shipwrecked, as usual. He got saved by two girls (what a jackpot), Olha and Isha. They ended up crushing on him too, of course. Adol was disliked by the whole village at first, because he’s a human. But he just slithered into every villager’s heart somehow. As expected from our beloved fuck boy. Adol went through Mythos Path to get to the village of eresians. He met Geis, an angry-looking jerkass who wore rag. He challenged Adol into a duel and ended up insulting Adol, no matter if Adol wins the duel or not. He warned Adol to mind his own business or he would bitch slap Adol with his halberd again. He truly resembles Kishgal, his ancestor. What irony (1). Anyway, the whole game was about Adol ignoring Geis’s warning, the whole series actually. Adol ended up putting his nose into everyone’s business, including Geis’s. Geis found Adol’s being nosy numerous times and gave him numerous warnings, yet he never put his finger on Adol again. All bark no bite. Adol got involved with Ernst’s mosquitoes fairies who were running errands for their master. Adol also received Livert, Brilante, and Ericcil swords, which were the very key to the weather control panel in Canaan, the Ark of Napishtim. Adol was a big pain in the ass to Ernst’s plan to take over the weather control panel. Yet, Ernst did nothing to stop Adol. He was only trying to stop Geis, who actually did nothing but put on ghost buster stickers on pillars in Zemeth Sanctum. Those stickers got ripped off by the human villagers in the end, which made all of Geis’s hardwork in the last 3 years went for nothing. Poor Geis. In his adventure, Adol also collected Olha’s mirror fragments and returned it to Olha to make Olha fall head over heels to him. Not to mention that Adol also invested his time in Isha, who already fell head over heels to him after Adol saved her. Oh, don’t forget about Terra who got jealous over Olha when she found her in Adol’s arms. Man, Adol’s trying real hard to be productive in this game. 3 girls at the same time. He proved to be skillful in multitasking and time management. Still, he couldn’t win the shopkeeper’s heart, since she mentioned that Adol looks cute, but Geis is kinda hot. Poor Adol, losing his win streak. Anyway about Olha’s mirror, she returned it to Adol again before Adol went to the Ark of Napishtim. So what was the point in returning the mirror back to her? Olha told Adol that he could only get to the Ark by her wyvern. She then told Adol how heroic he was, and that he was the only one who could save Isha and the entire Canaan Island. It launched Adol’s ego, only to get disappointed when Geis showed up and got Olha’s permission to join the ride. If I was Adol, I would be like “Damn it, Olha. I thought you said I was the only one who can do this???”. Then, Adol and Geis got on the wyvern’s back and went to the Ark. Geis revealed to Adol that Ernst was actually his older brother who tried to live up to their ancestors’s delusional dreams. All of Geis’s evil family members are fawning over their ancestors anyway, so it was no surprise. Adol was actively ignoring Geis, though. He didn’t even look at Geis when he was talking. He still got his ego bruised. Not to mention that Adol failed to win the shopkeeper’s heart because of Geis. Adol is angy, no talk to Adol. In the Ark, Geis monopolized the elevator, pointing out that he would rather an outsider didn’t meddle into his family business. Right after Geis left the screen, Galba-roa appeared in front of Adol and kicked Adol’s ass. Geis was beyond redemption to Adol at that point. After defeating Galba-roa, Adol finally got the privilege to use the elevator. He went upstairs and found Geis wounded on the floor. Adol didn’t even run to his side; he just casually walked there to check on his condition. “Serves you right, bastard.” Adol met Ernst afterward, who was discussing about whether he should have killed Geis or not with his mosquitoes. Adol interfered the discussion and got Ernst spouting his ancestors’s history without being asked to. He truly looked up to his ancestors, yet he didn’t even resemble any one of them. Geis on the other hand, who claimed that their ancestors were being delusional and was being called a disgrace to their family, is the most similar to their ancestors. Wears double bandanna and rag, uses halberd, poleaxe, and trident in battle, and loves to challenge someone into a duel. What irony (2). After defeating Ernst, Ernst gave his mosquitoes to Geis. Man, he really hated his brother to death. Geis urged Adol to destroy the Ark of Napishtim and dragged Isha out of the scene, monopolized the elevator once again. Adol destroyed the Ark of Napishtim and was welcomed by his girls and Dogi. Damn, Dogi couldn’t read the atmosphere. The game ended with Adol leaving Canaan with Dogi and Terra, who brought Olha and Isha crying over him. He saw them waving at him with tears in their eyes, and waved back at them with big satisfied smile. The fuck boy had succeeded making girls cried once again.

What about Geis? He also left Canaan with his new friends by a small boat. Nobody saw him off. No wonder he had grown into an angsty angry-looking guy.

Favorite Character: Geis. Honestly, I don’t really like this guy at first. He’s a moody jerk who gets angry at almost everything. Falcom also makes him into Adol’s rival, which he lives up to that identity. But having him in the game is refreshing somehow. Adol is a silent main protagonist, who accepts whatever people ask him to and would never do anything treacherous. The other supporting characters are kinda like Adol, it’s so typical, honestly. It was shown in the game that Adol, Olha, and Terra did nothing when they were about to get captured by Agares’s soldiers. Then, Geis showed up and finished off the soldiers. He then asked Agares about his brother whereabouts. After getting information about Ernst, Geis killed Agares despite Agares’s pitiful begging. “Shut your fat mouth... I don’t need you anymore. You just sleep here with everyone else.” Man, that was badass. He’s an asshole, sure, but he got character. He got the “best” voice acting too in the PS2 version, anyway. That event left quite strong impression, and I wished I could play as him instead of our do-gooder fuck boy. One more thing I like from Geis is that he’s short-tempered and foul-mouthed, but he doesn’t let those affected his decisions. He makes his decisions based on the situation he’s facing (unlike Yunica and Leeza), which is shown more in Ys Seven. I find it quite appealing.

Olha is my second favorite next to Geis, since she’s the master of passive-aggressive approach. She may acts like a tender and loving girl, but there are some scenes in the game that shows her being passive-aggressive around people. The first scene is when Geis showed up in the Rehdan Village, asking both Ord and Olha about how to get to the Ark. Geis was being a rude guest, and guess what Olha did to make him stop being inappropriate? Olha greeted Adol politely, as if Geis was never there to begin with. Ord followed her suit afterward, leaving Geis ignored and embarrassed. The second scene is when Olha talked to Adol before summoning the wyvern to go to the Ark. She gave Adol her mirror, throwing numerous praises to Adol, telling Adol that he was the only one who could save everyone. She really did make Adol feel special. Then, Geis showed up and asked to join the ride. Olha gave her permission, as if she didn’t say anything to Adol before that. She probably hated him for hitting on other girls, especially Isha. Nice move, Olha.

Olha, the master of passive-aggressive approach.

Least favorite Character: No one. Aside from Geis, I don’t think the others got much character. I got nothing against anyone. But if it’s about voice acting... then how about everyone especially ISHA, JUE, AND SERA?!

"He’s kinda hot, but a bit rough around the edges.”

Favorite Character Design: Geis. Despite of wearing rag, I find his design to be quite badass. His double bandanna makes him much more appealing, for real. I hate to admit it, but I agree with the shopkeeper. Adol is cute and all, but Geis is hot as hell.

Favorite Soundtrack: Release of the Far West Ocean, Mighty Obstacle, and ERNST.

What if Geis was the one who found Adol first?

Ys Seven

Ys Seven is my personal favorite Ys game in the whole series. I find Ys Seven to be the most story rich in the Ys series. Ys Seven took place after Ys VIII, in the land of Altago, an uncharted land in Afroca. Adol and Dogi arrived in Altago and found Altaginian soldiers harassed Tia, the final boss a flower seller, and Maya, a muted girl. Of course, Adol stood up for her; he never missed his chance to hit on girls anyway. Ironically, Adol’s heroic actions sent him and Dogi straight to prison. They got theirselves saved by Scias. Scias told them that the king knew about Adol, since Adol was kind of a celebrity in his travelogues, and wished to talk to him personally. The king asked Adol to run some errands for him, since Adol was known for his nosiness. Adol lived up to his expectations, of course. After being trained by Scias, Adol and Dogi left to an altar. They found an altar inside, and it bestowed Adol with a new power and at that very moment Adol was chosen as a dragon warrior. Let’s get serious here. Adol being a dragon warrior actually doesn’t make any sense. He was just some outsider who arrived in Altago some hours ago. In other words, he was nothing more than a tourist. But, oh well. Anyway, after Adol released his new power to the first boss fight, he got unconscious and saved by Tia. Tia brought Adol and Dogi to the old town, where poor people resided. It was shown that people in the old town was threatened to lose their home to Altaginians politicians, who intended to change the old town into a trading center. After Adol recovered, he went to the king and gave him his report. The king was satisfied and asked Adol another request related to dragon warrior stuff. He then revealed that everything that happened to Adol probably had something to do with recent earthquakes in Altago. Following the king’s request, Adol and Dogi continued their adventure in Altago. They met Elk (a monkey boy who looked like Gau from Final Fantasy VI), Aisha (the princess of Altago who dressed as if you hadn’t figured it out by then), Mustafa (a stiff guy with some problem with his dad), Mishera (a blind lady who talks with the wind), and guess what, Geis. The game was about Adol wandering around Altago and collecting information about dragon warrior and recent earthquake alongside with Dogi and Aisha for the first half playthrough. They found out that the earthquakes in Altago weren’t just some normal nature phenomenon and found that there was also a breakout of iskan fever, the fever that made one body’s paralyzed to death. After Adol, Dogi, Aisha, and Geis returned from the ruined island, Adol got accused for murdering the king of Altago, which make him, Dogi, and Geis ended up in prison. Then, there was a scene that showed Adol got tortured by a sadistic woman. Umm... What are you implying, falcom? Are you trying to give the players some fanservice or what? It felt weird to get turn on over a silent protagonist... especially since Adol looks like a cute good boy in Ys Seven (He looks so much better in Ys IX). I didn’t drool over Adol’s body, anyway. He’s not my type and I’m not into BDSM lol. Anyway, while Adol got tortured, Dogi and Geis was just hanging out in a different cell. Dogi kept shouting Adol’s innocence to the wall, while Geis laughed at Adol’s false accusation, completely content with the situation. Adol found himself some good friends, for sure. At least, Geis already figured that Adol was framed by then. Unlike Dogi. Later, Aisha came to see Adol personally and told him that he was going to be executed in the Colosseum. He was going to show his fresh scars in front of Altago people and tried to win an impossible battle against a Titano. The meaning was deep, actually. You got accused for something you didn’t commit, got tortured, forced to show those scars you received in front of public who wished nothing but your death, and tried to prove your innocence by winning an impossible battle. But we all know that giving Adol a sword means that he’s gonna survive somehow lol. After defeating the Titano, Adol’s besties finally proved to be useful. Dogi broke the Colosseum wall and Geis threw a smoke bomb (his little friend), which secured their escape. The three of them left Altago city and went to Iskan Village so Geis could introduce Adol to another evil family member someone. Sounded like he was introducing Adol to his parents, no?

Adol’s hitting on everyone. Indiscriminately.

Adol was actually introduced to Ciarius, Geis’s current boss who taught him how to make ghost buster stickers he used in Ys VI. It was revealed that Ciarius was actually planning on making Geis into the dragon warrior, since Geis could master Iskan exorcism. Looked like Adol was one step ahead of him. Phew. Geis failed to be Adol’s showstealer. But I still kinda wished the main protagonist would be Geis instead of Adol, although Geis didn’t get any character development in this game. Ciarius asked Adol to meet the five dragons of Altago himself, saying that he needed to ask them how to stop the wind of destruction (the wind that would bring end to the entire Altago). Adol was reunited with Elk, Mustafa, and Mishera, who were ready to accompany Adol in his dragons hunting journey. I love it when Dogi said “Wow, we’ve become a big happy family. Speaking of which, we need a grumpy uncle! What do you say, Geis? You wanna be part of this family, too?”. Man, Dogi’s literally being duh in this game, and it made difference to the whole game. I’m gonna write down Dogi’s dialogue in the favorite character section later, since Dogi is my second favorite character in this game, next to Geis (he’s my favorite in the entire series). Geis was planning on not rejoining the party, since he failed to steal Adol’s highlight. He ended up staying in the party, thanks to Ciarius’s passive-aggressive approach. The party left Iska, finding out that Adol was being pursued by the Altaginian soldiers. Sigroon, Aisha’s personal soldier, found Adol and joined the party under Aisha’s name. They revisited the altars of dragons in Shannoa, Segram, and Kylos, found the dragons, and asked them about the wind of destruction and dragon warrior’s job desk. The dragons didn’t give them a straight answer, asked Adol’s group to prove their worth, and gave them stones instead of answers. Wonderful. There were a few changes in the party, though. After visiting the fire dragon in Segram, Cruxie died. Then, Adol revived her using the fire dragon stone. Miracle occured, Cruxie came back to life. Then, she kicked Mustafa out of the party, stealing her brother’s highlight in the game. What a fascinating sister. That explains why Mustafa’s skills are too cute for him, though. Falcom never really intended him to be a permanent party member :/ poor guy. The party returned to Altago afterward, finding that Altago was under attack. The party split up. Adol and Dogi went to Tia’s house, looking for Tia and Maya. But they only found Maya, who was still looking for Tia despite of her iskan fever. Adol and Dogi went to the port and regroup with Geis. Soon, they headed to the palace and found that Aisha was being attacked by a cloaked man. It was revealed that the cloaked man was actually Scias, who worked under the real eldress of Iskan, Tialuna. After the attack, Tia and Scias left Altago (they won against the entire army) and told our lil’ dragon warrior to received two more dragon stones. Aisha rejoined the party afterwards and the party went to the ruined island once more. After getting nothing from the sea dragon, they went back to Iskan Village and found the moon dragon. The moon dragon proved that he could speak more fluently than his brothers (thank goodness :/). After defeating him, he told the entire party the truth of dragon warrior and the wind of destruction. The dragon warrior was the representation of all life in Altago, which the wind of destruction would destroy in order to rebuild Altago again from scratch. In other words, Adol’s just being a representation of Altago people’s struggles against the wind of destruction. Hearing that, Geis said, “Wait, HE’s the proxy?! What the hell!”. If only his dialogue was a tumblr’s thread, I’m gonna reblog it over, over, and over. Why would the dragons choose a tourist to be the representation of all life in their land anyway? Those dragons have to be surely out of their minds. It would make better sense if the dragon warrior was Aisha, or Elk, or Mustafa, or Mishera, or heck, even Cruxie. Anyway, Tia opened up the well of souls after that, the final dungeon. The whole party went there, defeated Scias, Tia, and the root of all existence in Altago. They ran out of the well of souls afterward, since it was going to close down by itself. They forgot something when they were running in panic, though. Adol could teleport all of them out of the well of souls with the fire dragon power. The whole party members forgot about it and ran to the exit by foot, while Adol held Tia’s hand and guided her to the exit. Smooth move, fuck boy. We reached the game’s climax after they got out from there safely. The five dragons disappeared alongside with the root of all existence in Altago. The dragon stones also disappeared. And guess, what? Tia too. When she was about to disappear, Maya showed up, despite of just recovered from her Iskan fever. She ran to Tia, holding her tight and screaming “aaah-aaah” since she was muted. In the attempted of begging Tia to stay, Maya got healed from her trauma and called Tia’s name for the first time, begging her to stay in words. Tia still disappeared, nonetheless. It was the only ending in Ys series that brought me to tears. Maya is a real tear-jerker. But it left a very strong impression, the thing that made me love the whole Ys series. At the end of the game, Aisha was busy, rebuilding Altago. Seemed like Elk, Mustafa, Cruxie, and Mishera headed back to their villages too. Adol and Dogi helped Aisha, just for a few days. They left Altago not long after that, itching for new adventures. Aisha promised them that when they returned to Altago, it would be full of white flowers that Tia loved.

What about Geis? The game showed that he left Altago with his fairies by boat, again. And no one saw him off, again. Poor boy.

Favorite character: Geis. It’s still Geis. Man, I love him even more after playing Ys Seven. He’s still the same old Geis, though. Surly, moody, and hot-tempered. He’s playable in Ys Seven, slash-typed just like Adol and Elk. He’s kinda slow for a slash-type, but stronger than the other slash-type characters. He got cool moves (Axe Art: Ravage is your god) and he was real fun to play with. I ditched Elk, Aisha, and Mishera after I got him. He made his usual appearance in Ys Seven, showing up out of nowhere and challenged Adol into a duel for no reason. And of course, he would insult Adol whether Adol wins against him or not. It’s just so Geis. I guess I just love him being cynical. He snarked to Adol that someone like Adol wouldn’t gain anything good by sticking his nose into the king’s business, which was also his warning to Adol since Ys VI that Adol actively ignored. He proved his point when Adol got framed by Scias for murdering the king. Geis’s dialogue of “Wait, HE’s the proxy?! What the hell!” also voiced my opinion straight to Adol. Good job, Geis. His grumpiness was entertaining, which was shown when Adol, Dogi, and Geis were heading to Iska Village. Geis told Adol and Dogi that the Iskan Village was in the highlands to the west. The player can moved the characters wherever they want. But, when the characters get into the wrong direction, Geis will scoff at Adol and Dogi. And funnily enough, if the player choose to move as Geis and get in the wrong direction, Geis will scoff at the player. “Are you even trying?!” It was one of my personal favorite scene lol. It was also cute when he tried to preserve what is left of his reputation in front of Adol when an Iskan doctor pointed out that Geis was working like a slave to Ciarius. And just like what I said in Ys VI favorite character section, I like the fact that Geis didn’t let his grumpiness got in his way. It was shown when he got insulted by Scias for being Ciarius’s errand boy. He did bark and point his poleaxe to him, but he didn’t rush to him (unlike Yunica). At the end of the day, he got his own character; his own color. That’s why I like this guy. It’s a pity that he got no character development in this game, since he’s just being all rivalry stuff with Adol for no real reason. What happened in the Ark didn’t get into his thick skull, or so it seems. It kinda felt forced, since he started to act a bit jealous over Adol being a dragon warrior instead of him. When the party found out that being a dragon warrior didn’t do any good, he commented cynically that it actually suit Adol. It felt annoying and cute at the same time, but much more annoying than cute. That scene would make you “Jealous much?” at him, for sure. His design in Ys Seven is pretty good, although his design in Ys VI is much better. He got better outfit in this game, but worse-looking armor, bandanna (bring back the double bandanna pls D”:), and rag cloak. Unfortunately, Geis doesn’t have luxury of having a cool and effective EXTRA skill. His EXTRA skill is just summoning his fairies to fight alongside with him, probably referring to the final battle with Ernst. Falcom decided to give him a better version of Fairy Annihilation in Ys vs. Sora no Kiseki, though. Anyway, it’s also cute to find out that Geis is getting along with his fairies, since the fairies hated him with all their guts in Ys VI for interfering with Ernst’s plan. It was shown that Jue grew fond of him the most, since she called him by his name; not by “Master Geis”.

Jue was the meanest fairy to Geis in Ys VI and in the end she’s the one who grew fond of him the most. Cute.

Aside of Geis, I really love Dogi in Ys Seven. Dogi’s still a sidekick; a plot device Falcom use to break a wall or door. But his sidekick dialogue in this game is completely hilarious and voiced our voice straight to the characters in the game.

When the king said that the dragon power chose Adol for being a dragon warrior, Dogi asked, “But why did the power choose Adol...? (Silly question, given how often this kind of thing happens, but still...)”

When Aisha was asked for her trip to Segram, she claimed that it was uncomfortable; it was hot and full of men’s sweaty smell. Then, Dogi said, “No one asked you to come...”

After having a duel with Geis, Adol, Dogi, and Aisha arrived at Kylos. They met Mishera, who had expected their arrival from the voice of the wind. Dogi asked her, “Mishera, do you know about Geis? A man in black with some personality problem?”

When Geis said that he was going to introduce Adol to someone, Dogi asked, “Someone? Who is this someone? Another evil family member, perhaps?”

After reunited with Elk, Mustafa, and Mishera, Dogi felt like Geis was being left out and said, “Speaking of which, we need a grumpy uncle! What do you say, Geis? You wanna be part of this family, too?

It’s quite unfortunate that I find it hard to play as Dogi, as he is too slow for me. At least it was enjoyable with Dogi being around. I also enjoyed his interaction with Aisha, since they kinda showed that they care for each other in a cute way, such as fighting at each other. Falcom swapped their kind of interaction to Geis in Ys vs Sora no Kiseki, though. It felt weird and forced. Great. What��s the point in doing so when it’s confirmed that Aisha is one of Adol’s love interest in Ys Seven (aside of Tia), anyway? And strangely, Aisha doesn’t even look like she’s interested in Adol in the game. Falcom got poor taste in this kind of department, sometimes...

Least favorite character: Adol Christin. This guy’s really getting on my nerves in this game. First, it was just like Dogi said, “But why did the power choose Adol...? (Silly question, given how often this kind of thing happens, but still...)”. I’m gonna repeat it again. Adol being a dragon warrior doesn’t make any sense because he’s an outsider to Altago’s matter. He doesn’t suit to become a representation of all life in Altago (the same goes to Geis). I personally think that Adol being the chosen one ruined the plot. It would be much better if it was Aisha, and Adol fought alongside with her. But, what do you expect from Ys? The main protagonist is Adol, anyway. But, why the main protagonist has to be the chosen one? Not to mention that he got the strongest sword which can be used as slash, strike, and pierce weapon at the same time. Man, it drove me MAD. Just how many other privileges are still available for this guy, anyway?! Not to mention that he got two girls fawning over him in this game; Tia and Aisha. And you got no way to see where it was coming from, since Aisha didn’t really show any interest in ANYONE and Tia looked like she got something with Scias. Great. Ys Seven aside, this guy is still my favorite fuck boy, so no worries.

Favorite Soundtrack: Innocent Primeval Breaker, Crossing Rage!, Vacant Interference, Children in the Shadows, TIA (all version).

The most emotional part of the game. Ys Seven is definitely a game I’m gonna replay in the future.

Afterwords

And that’s all of the Ys games I can play in the moment. Overall, Ys series might not be the best, but I still find it enjoyable and love the whole series. One wish, though. I wish to see more Geis in the future LOL. A side game where he’s the main protagonist sounds nice, since there are still many things that can be revealed about him (His childhood, him being back to Danan, or his development after moving on from his brother). But if Falcom do make it, I hope he already get some character development by then :/ and focusing more to the plot rather building up some weird romance (Geis doesn’t look like someone who would date anyone, though). That’s just my personal wish lol.

It would be nice if there’s a game that tells more about these two.

Anyway, here’s my current personal favorite Ys Games I’ve played:

Ys Seven

Ys VI: The Ark of Napishtim

Ys Origin

Ys IV: Memories of Celceta

Ys III: The Oath in Felghana

Ys I & II: Chronicles

Lastly, there was actually one more wish I have for the series.

The game where Adol got caught for hitting on every girls he met by all of his love interests at the same time. Oooooh the anticipation!

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The Muse - Episode One - Lockheed Streetstar

In a far away land past the Devil's Sea...

There is an island unknown to the rest of humanity.

Saikan.

A beautiful land that sprouted a nation.

It is a myth and no invaders ever attempted to come to Saikan for nobody knew outside that they exist.

A thousand year ago,

Sunken ships, wrecked and lost, washed ashore to the mysterious land. The people that survived a thousand year ago began a new civilization. Years after years, not only shipwrecks but planes crashing landed to their history.

But in their legends, it is believed that a giant sea creature saved them, placed them in Saikan for a purpose, and protected the land.

In Saikan, thunderbolts paint the sky day and night. Sometimes it is cloudy, sometimes it would rain. It is the norm and it is their friend. The humans adapted to Saikan's cruel weather and took it to their advantage. As the civilization grew, they developed high end technology and system, a little more advanced than what we have.

The four cities, places to remember are named KM#05, Earheart, Xi, Lockheed. Each has stories to tell that are yet to unveil.

And I will unlock these as you read along.

Now before the real story begins, I shall brief you more about Saikan.

In Saikan, the citizens are classified as:

Maruns - people who work for MARU (government)

Theurgists - people who believe and worship mysterious beings, believers of supernatural and divinity

Teknikiin - people who develop and work on technologies

Ediin - agriculturists, economists, businessmen

Undergrounders (UGs) - rebels, and underground independent orgs

J.O.P - Just Ordinary People

Currency:

Points. All citizens are monitored and microchipped at their pulse. The installed permanent device is called SRAM.

With the help of SRAM, the citizens were monitored by Maru (government). The SRAM holds a person's entire biodata, entire web, entertainment, currency, entire life.

Technology:

They are able to turn a 3D holographic form to a physical object.

Economy:

Between the cities, there is a river connected to a lake, and the lake connected to the sea. Its water was mysterious, and it was the main source of power, oil, and minerals of Saikan. The economy was greatly dependent on it. But underneath the blessing was an equivalent price. The lake is called "The Cursed Lake" and river was called "The Dark River", for the water coming from there brought a plague. Anyone who touches it will be cursed. So the river and the lake were glass-sealed. Only selected personnel and machines were allowed to harvest from it.

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Episode One: Lockheed Streetstar

Let us begin with a prophecy.

All gathered, the cult in white hooded robes, recited the eminent future through a song. They sang:

"Time... when the moon

turns blazing blue;

Time... when thunders no longer roar

and land thirsts dry;

Time devours the dead,

And the dead devours the living;

Time of destruction and of revolution;

Time... is power... and power is born

in the hands of the Clairvoyant."

These white clothed men are Theurgists. They devote their lives unveiling the mysteries of their land. Their faith is grounded and built on solid foundation, influencing the culture and tradition of Saikan.

The central city, Lockheed, is the place of the core believers. The theurgists here are influential. They are storytellers, magicians, actors, musicians, and media. They are the attraction and trendsetters.

The cult is lead by Kingsbirth.

Kingsbirth is a powerful man in the country. He lives in the biggest cruise-mansion called The Royal Voyager at Lockheed bay. He is greatly pleasured by art, performances, and divine powers. He is one of the richest people in Saikan, and one of the councilors of the governor.

Meanwhile, on a street in Lockheed, there was a young girl who captivated the attention of the crowd by performing. She was playing ERHI -- a musical instrument device interface that can record, playback, and loop beats and melodies -- projected in holographic form. She was busking for points.

The parks were lovely. The town was as sparkling as New York city. Tall buildings in peculiar architecture, flying vehicles, holograms everywhere. The girl, though in the lowest ranks of the J.O.P., stood out amidst the crowd... for no one was as good as her in their generation.

The girl is a streetkid, 13 years of age, one in the smallest percentage of the population who lives in poverty. Most of them are abandoned children. But among them, she was oddly blessed in maneuvering the SRAM.

It was a dim orange day as the sun's neon light rays peek in tiny holes of the clouds. After earning quite an amount of points through busking, the girl returned home -- a ruined infrastructure filled with street children. She distributed points to each of them, in which after, they ran, with gratitude and excitement, they ran to purchase their needs.

She smiled as they run away. And the smile faded when she heard a noise.

A child crying. She went to the little kid.

"Cicilli? Cicilli, what's wrong?"

The little kid continued to cry.

"I feel... I feel sad." The little kid said before she fainted. She was burning sick.

She carried her to the hospital nearby. The doctor checked her up, tied her, and told her that Cicilli might have caught the dark plague. It was very alarming.

"If anyone is infected by the dark river, the dark plague causes the following symptoms; at first, sadness, depressive thoughts, fear, and then insanity, and extreme hatred. Physicalizing, upon the next few hours, the skin will start to rot. They will bleed, drool excessively, and they will feel hunger, extreme hunger. They will eat food and not be satisfied. Until they eat flesh, their own and of others. The virus will then spread." Explained the doctor.

"We have to cut the parts that were infected. We have to cut her hand. If not, we'll go with euthanasia." The doctor added.

"How much... for her to live?" The girl asked as if she can afford.

"The operation costs 10000 points. That's already discounted." The doctor answered worrying.

"Do it. I'll come back with points." The girl said.

Believing the impossible, she agreed to pay for the operation and decided to go out and busk again.

After several plays she haven’t reached even close 10000...

“You need that much of points? Try to go to the Royal Voyager, maybe you’ll loot enough from the upper ranks.” A stranger suggested. And she went her way to the big mansion ship. She sneaked in to the lobby of the luxurious venue. She walked to the huge dining hall were higher ranks gathered. She opened her ERHI and began to play. The people laughed at her at first but then... something about the music changed the way they feel. They became so drawn to it that they started seeing images and memories.

And right there, Kingsbirth was watching.

After the song, Kingsbirth, as if heard an angel, walked towards her astonished and gave her the points she needs.

"My darling, little sweet darling, would you like to live in royalty? You are divine! You are a goddess!" Kingsbirth exclaimed.

"My friend is in a hospital right now and I need to go. Thank you, Kingsbirth. You have a good heart." She responded politely.

Then she hurriedly ran to the hospital. After an exhausting race, she got to Cicilli's bed and saw the kid lying pale, her skin rotted.

"She has ascended to the sky.” said the doctor. And the girl cried non-stop on the floor. She cried for two things; she cried for being low ranked; and she cried because despite having the points now, she is powerless to change the situation.

The doctor, crushed in sympathy, embraced her, like a mother.

"My name is Doctor Mishuno. Do you have anyone coming?" She asked.

"None." She answered.

"It's okay. You can stay with us. We will keep you." The doctor said.

At the height of the moment, a young boy, her son, called to her and saw the young girl.

"She's... she's that girl at the park! I saw her, Mishuno, she's the singer!" The boy claimed.

"Ah... this boy, he's my son, Clio." Said the doctor.

"Clio." The girl repeated. "I'm going home".

And the girl walked her way out. She returned to the ruined infrastructure, but nobody’s there anymore.

It rained. She sat on the sidewalk waiting for everybody, soaking. Then an umbrella appeared above her, preventing the water to soak her anymore. There was Clio.

"Hey, sorry I followed you here! Mishuno said your friend ascended.... and you don't have to pay anymore." In quite a long silence, the young girl didn't say anything, instead, she sang.

“Your voice resonates like thunder." The young boy said.

"They're gone... all of them. I think they're not coming back." Said the girl.

Then a luxurious vehicle stopped by them. Kingsbirth goes out.

“Come with me.” Kingsbirth invites the young girl, whom he knew was homeless.

"Hey, is that Kingsbirth, the theurgist oldman?!" Clio asked.

"Hold on, little boy. Let me talk to my little lady." Kingsbirth excused the girl to an isolated talk. He persuaded her by claiming that she has a divine purpose and that purpose is to go with him and start a new life. Clio wondered what was happening.

“Go home.” The girl said to Clio. Then she went inside the vehicle without looking back.

She left with Kingsbirth, seeking a better life.

Clio walks home alone. He encountered a strange man begging for food. When he couldn't give him any, the man bit him.

NEXT EPISODE:

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kyndaris · 6 years ago

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This Little Light of Mine

As I was dropping off one of my grandmother’s choir friends at the local train station, she struck up a casual conversation with me. When we neared the cafes and the crossing, she told me the troubles her seven year old granddaughter was experiencing in school. Not only was she suffering from from eczema and the endless itch that comes from being afflicted with the skin condition, but she was also being bullied for it as well. And because she could see no possible light at the end of the tunnel, this little seven year old girl wanted to die. It broke my heart to learn that there was little the grandmother could say to help alleviate the pain her granddaughter was in. But it’s a story that many might have heard before or suffered through firsthand.

With the advent of technology, society has become increasingly insular in many of their worldviews. We join Reddit threads and Discord servers with individuals that share our hobbies and beliefs. Social media has been a great way to shrink the world. We can connect to people from the other side of the world with minimal interference. Twenty years ago, it would not have been so easy.

Unfortunately, the internet and apps like Instagram and Facebook have also opened a gateway to online abuse. Often, these complete strangers hide behind their screens and spew vitriol. And if you read the latest news headlines, it feels like more and more young adults and children are committing suicide due to the hateful comments, or have been encouraged to take their life through the proliferation and ease of access of mobile applications such as Snapchat.

Having read through a couple of articles on ABC News, it’s clear that this is an ongoing issue in many of our schools. In particular, is the culture of fear and physical violence that have permeated schools in our nation’s capital: Canberra, with both students and teachers powerless to stop.

Children can be cruel. It’s a fact of life and an adage for almost as long. In my own personal set of experiences, though, a lot of it is derived from the very thin line between teasing and bullying.

In primary school, I was often seen as odd. Though I had the opportunity to join one of the more popular cliches that had formed, I simply could not condone the heavy gossip and heavily opinionated discussions that were also a part of the entry fee. I was far more interested in re-enacting popular anime shows such as Dragon Ball Z and Zoids.

On occasion, I would be at loggerheads with the son of our next-door neighbour. He would call me names and say mean things. While some of his comments got to me and I would go home crying, I also managed to vindicate myself by kicking him up the butt or ignoring it to the best of my ability. It didn’t help when the advice from those days were: boys are just being boys. Or, ‘it means he likes you.’ Nobody wants to be put-down because of some supposed infatuation. And too often, society has turned a blind eye towards harassment without addressing the core of the issue before twenty years down the track, a person needs to escape from an abusive household.

When I entered high school, though, I found it more difficult to connect with the boys of my grade. It felt as if going through puberty had made them even more immature than they had been in Years 5 and 6. Instead, I found myself surrounded by a group of girls and I slowly tried to ingratiate myself with them. In Year 9, I grew close to a few of them and we became more comfortable about pushing buttons and teasing each other. For me, personally, this came in the form of invading my personal space. Initially, I laughed it off but when they continued and became much more daring, I began to resent their carefree behaviour and their lack of respect to my desires.

I told my mother and asked what I could do.

At first I tried to make known my discontent. When this did not work, I thought to act on my mother’s advice by fighting fire with fire. Rather than play the victim, I would also delve down and try to be as outrageous as I could be. While it didn’t make them stop their relentless teasing, it did slowly inure myself towards their proclivities. Still, it felt like I had to create an entirely different persona and my real self was hidden behind a facade in a bid to keep me sane.

I can’t rightly say that any of this was any actual bullying but even unwarranted teasing can cause an individual distress. When someone pulls you aside and tells you to, “Stop. I’m being serious. I don’t like this and it makes me feel uncomfortable,” we need to listen and acquiesce. We need to think about how our actions - perhaps done in the spirit of fun - can still alienate another person. It’s not a matter of political correctness. This is simply respecting a person’s wishes before it goes too far.

In fact, my fear of the online community in League of Legends and many multiplayer games have also seen me shy away from people that are enjoy video games just as much as I do. This was particularly evident during the events of Gamergate. And while I was never so prolific a celebrity such as Dodger or Felicia Day, I often felt that many of my opinions and interest in the world of video games were often overlooked by the boys that would be in the school library having a DOTA Lan party (or, in Year 8, trying out Magic: The Gathering) as well as a topic that I could not so easily whip out in conversation with the group of girls that I had befriended because only a few of them had even heard the words: Kingdom Hearts or Harvest Moon.

Even now, I’m quite reticent to reveal my eagerness to delve into fantastical worlds with new colleagues or show more than a passing interest in the latest anime craze.

For years, it feels like I’ve had to hide away a side of myself that has always been a core proponent of who I am. Still, I’ve slowly learned to peel back the layers and maybe one of these days, I might be able to lower all the barriers I’ve put up around myself.

In any case, all I wanted to say was that it’s not okay that we live in a world where a seven year old would contemplate killing herself. We need to be better. We need to provide role models. And we need to recognise the behaviours that harm others as well as give support to those that are hurting.

I hope those that read this have a good day and know that they are not alone. Sometimes things can feel as if the whole world is pushing down, threatening to crush you, but just around the corner, there might be a sliver of light.

Hold onto that hope. Don’t let the naysayers bring you down.

#personal blog

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gutterdreams · 7 years ago

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Rest, Shame, Love [Billy Hargrove]

Disclaimer: I don’t own Stranger Things or the gif below. I was inspired to write this after sleepily saying goodbye to my fiancé this morning .

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There were plenty of reasons why you and Billy never made it beyond flirting in class, one trip to the movies, and heavy petting in the front seat of his car. Yes, you didn’t even make it to the backseat. He wasn’t looking to give up the opportunity to try out every flavor in Hawkins High and you weren’t prepared to take on the full time pet project that was his unsteady temperament. The mutual attraction between you both was there, but nothing worth harvesting ever grew from it. Hawkins was not a busy community though, so it wasn’t as if you never saw one another. You had geography together, your lockers were in the same corridor. He would be in the drugstore picking up hair product while you were flipping through magazines, outside assisting his dad putting up Christmas lights on their house as you were walking by with your older sister to go skating at st the community rink, and even exchanging five minutes of small talk when he was filling up his gas tank at Esso while you were in the passenger seat of Diana’s car on the other side of the pump. There was no hard feelings. There wasn’t really anything.

You weren’t surprised when you spotted him around a keg with Tommy and his favorite gaggle of opportunists at Janet Channing’s random party. Billy would never turn down a chance to drink free beer. You also weren’t surprised that nearly all of the buttons of his red shirt were undone and that he looked good. Billy always looked good and he seemed to struggle with doing up his shirt. You didn’t move to say hi and he didn’t so much as nod his chin in your direction. Sticking by Deanna’s side, trying to talk over the A Flock of Seagulls song that was playing for the second time and convincing her not to hit on Tommy. Some people were giggly drunks who ran away from anyone who tried to contain them. Others were obnoxious and/or violent. You fell into neither category. One drink [Y/N] was fun, she could handle herself with as much composure as sober [Y/N], but if you didn’t progress quickly from second to third to fourth, you were screwed out of being a noisy drunk and slipped right into a state of sleepiness. Tonight, since you hadn’t planned to get wild, you were curled up on the side of the couch, almost squished by a random couple making out half on you, and holding your head with one hand as you started to sink I to drowsiness against the floral arm of the couch. Your friends were around somewhere in the sea of people that had the split level house and it’s back porch filled, but you weren’t worried about it at the moment. Right now, your mind was blank and you were falling to sleep and The Cars ‘Magic’ was your lullaby. “Hey.” At the level of your eyes that you could barely keep open, a groin stood being crushed under the tight pressure of light wash denim. You tried to acknowledge the voice and the body it came from, but only a grumble came out from the small part in your painted pink lips. “Are you okay?” Billy grumbled as he tilted his own head, his mullet shaking to one side. He scrunched up his nose to detect the answer of his question for himself. He hadn’t seen heard you screaming annoyingly at any point in the night or seen you dancing or puking anywhere. You just looked sleepy and, possibly, uncomfortable due to sitting up under the kissing couple that was close to fornicating against your shoulder. “Just sleepy.” Very lazily, you shrugged and went to wave him away, but lifting up your arm required way too much energy. Coming from the house he unfortunately had to call home, Billy was an expert at scouting out bad situations. He could deduce what was inviting to trouble in under five seconds upon entering a room. Of course, Billy sometimes was enticed by the promise of trouble, but he knew when to dip his toes in and when to avoid the water all together. A girl passing out at a party seemed like it would attract trouble like a fly to shit. He sighed and contemplated his options while your hand slipped from under your chin and let your head fall to the couch. You weren’t fazed by the change in position. He had had a lot to drink. Legally, he was drunk, but Billy was such a seasoned beer and whiskey drinker that he didn’t feel more than a buzz pulsing through him. He felt like he could do just about anything right now, barely impaired. While a part of him knew it wasn’t the best idea, he hint at the knees and pulled you from your waist. He grunted through clamped teeth and hoisted you over his shoulder where you laid like a sack of sand. Drunk girls had a way of feeling like dead weight, but Billy kept one hand rested on your back as he walked through dancing friends and crying girls like they weren’t even there, carrying you through like a special delivery.

He was close to the front door, just a few more steps when all skin and bone, Nancy Wheelers stepped right in his way with her fingers curled around her hips jet out to the right. “Move, Wheeler.” After choking back a meaner comment, Billy spoke at her and tried to avoid eye contact. “Gladly.” Just as annoyed with his existence as he was with hers, Nancy retorted. “When you put [Y/N] down.” It didn’t look very good for Billy, carrying a passed out girl and trying to leave with her. Nancy was just doing what she hoped any girl would do for her. You two weren’t as close as you had been in freshman year, but there wasn’t any bad blood. “Fuck off.” Almost a whisper, Billy said under his breath and tried to step around her, but she beat him to the white wooden door. “Billy, I’m serious. Put her down.” “Move, Wheeler.” He could only imagine how fast he would be chased out of Hawkins with pitchforks if he so much as laid a hand on Princess Nancy, but he had half a mind to try and pick her up and throw her kicking and screaming over his other shoulder. “I’m taking her home. She’s passed out on a couch.” He hated having to explain himself. To Billy, it made more sense for you to be in your own bed than an easy target for the lepers at the party. He knew them personally, they considered him one just like them. “Yeah, right.” She scoffed. He must have thought she was dumb. “I’ll call her a cab.” She was certain any other option would be safer than his noisy sin wagon. Billy felt he had been polite enough and finished standing there in the line of Nancy’s judgement and moody eyes. He adjusted your position on his shoulder and then reached around Nancy and harshly yanked the door open. The motion caused Nancy to stumble away, but she didn’t stop. She followed after both of you, a few paces behind, and shouted Billy’s name over and over. He ignored her though just like he did at school. Since the noise Nancy was making had caught the attention of others, including her boyfriend’s, Billy wasn’t surprised when Steve jogged in front of him and stood before his car. Exasperated, Billy just snickered.

“I don’t embarrass you enough in gym. You want me to do it in front of your chick?” He snarled at Steve before the scrawny guy in front of him could say a word to him. Billy was dying for a cigarette and, right now, he was annoyed that Steve was standing in his way of putting you down and lighting one up. “Just put her down.” He couldn’t make out who you were with only the moon and the porch light for illumination, but he could tell it was Nancy’s friend by the way she was chasing after Billy and shouting. Steve mirrored the pose Nancy had when blocking the door inside, waiting impatiently for Billy to comply. Steve knew, internally, that Billy would be slow to cooperate. He bet the blond couldn’t even spell the word. “Come on.” Steve tried again. It was dark and he could only make out pieces of Billy’s face. Steve was oblivious to Billy’s flared nostrils and the murderous glare he was directing right at his mouth. “You’re fucking lucky my hands are full or I’d lay you out, Harrington.” Billy wasn’t sure he would be able to stop himself if he started on Steve. He had a hunch that he would lose all control.

“Yeah, yeah, you say this all the time.” Steve was exhausted with Billy and they had only been standing in front of each other for a minute and a half. “Can you just drop the girl and be on your way? I’m not trying to start anything.” It really didn’t look very good to Steve. Billy looked like a real creep trying to take a passed out girl home. Right now, Billy kind of wished you would wake up to tell everyone to back off. Billy stepped forward to get to his car, but Steve moved with him and kept the path blocked. “Look, come on, put her down. She’s out of it.” Always the hero, or trying to be, Steve lowered his voice and tried to avoid any of the nosy eyes around them from hearing. “If I wanted an easy fuck, I’d just go upstairs with your girl.” Billy growled back and tried to hip chuck Steve out of his way. It was the truth. Billy had no problem getting laid. Girls wanted to be with him. Misunderstood and from out of state, he was a hot commodity - earring and all. Billy leaned as he saw Steve’s own temper engage, not taking well to a crude comment made about Nancy, and pressed Steve up against the side of his car. “So, fucking move or I’ll throw you over my shoulder.” He kicked his foot between Steve’s sneakers and knocked him down by the ankle. From gym class, Billy had learned and memorized Steve’s weak points. While laughing at the kid on the ground, Billy unlocked his car door and sat you down, forgetting to watch your head and accidentally knocking it on the ceiling. He slammed the door once you were putting in the passenger seat and then watched Steve as he stood up with Nancy’s offered hand. “I’m not this bad guy.” He taunted them while walking around the front of his car to the driver’s side. “Why do you always make me be him?” Billy sarcastically asked before hopping into his car. He started the engine first and then reached over your waist to strap on your seat belt. Through the window, Nancy watched, upset and disgusted. It still didn’t look good from an outsider’s perspective. Billy was still boiling as he drove. He was drumming on the wheel to silence, taking long draws of nicotine, but his frustration felt fresh. Something about Steve could break him down faster than anything else. It was jealousy, ego, or some sort of inferiority complex. “It smells like rain.” Sleepily, you snuggled closer to the window, laying the side of your face against it. It took Billy’s attention off the vendetta he was planning on his head. He had half a mind to drop you off and then go back to the party to attack Steve or even just bug him nonstop. Your comment made no sense to him, but he glanced out his window and watched the rich navy sky swirl slowly. Maybe, you were right. “Not the car.” You murmured again, hugging yourself in an effort to keep warm. If you were of clearer mind, you would have wished you had a jacket. “It smells like Billy Hargrove.” You giggled to yourself. “What the fuck does that mean?” Softly, he asked with his mind reeling. He didn’t know if he should be upset yet or not. As an answer, you brought your hand to your lips and pantomimed smoking and letting out a large puff. It made you smile before you dozed off again. He couldn’t argue with the impression. Cigarette smoke was embedded in the seats. His car was his favorite place to smoke, but he was happy to light up anywhere. He knew it bugged you when you two made out in his car and grabbed at one another’s bodies ardently. You would pull away and tell him he needed a mint without any hesitation. He started coming more prepared with a stick of gum already being chewed into a ball between his teeth. “I am Billy Hargrove.” He grumbled after a few beats. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw your eyes open and study him for just a moment. “Explains the big muscles.” Nodding to yourself, you mentioned and shut your eyes again. Billy liked that you associated strength with him. He worked hard on his body, but he was glad to hear you didn’t just think he was a shit-for-brains jerk. Once in front of your house, Billy realized he couldn’t just barge in. Sure, he was pretty sure he knew where your parents stashed their hide-a-key, but if they were home, he couldn’t help himself through the front door. You were beginning to him gently in your sleep so you were useless to him. He sighed and turned off his car completely. He couldn’t just shove you out and drive away. Billy climbed out and tossed his cigarette on the driveway before walking over to your side. He felt a few chilly drops of water smack down on his shoulders as he opened up the door. You were right. It was about to rain. Billy heaved an exasperated sigh and bent at the knees to pull you out. At first, he tried holding you up on your feet, but you shook your head and kept your eyes closed before leaning into his body. He stood still for a moment and awkwardly tried to rest his hands somewhere on your back. He decided this was stupid. He should have left you sleeping on the couch. If you couldn’t handle your liquor, that wasn’t his problem. He sighed again, your body falling deeper into his chest as it pulled in, and he picked you up over his shoulder again as the rain began to pitter-patter over his head. Billy decided to turn on the charm. He was ready reluctantly if your parents answered after he rang the doorbell. He listened to the chime sing throughout the house and fixed himself to stand as straight as he could while keeping you from slipping down his back. He relaxed completely when your older sister answered in a bath robe, nostrils bright red from a whole day of blowing her nose. “Hello?” She was confused and didn’t recognize your legs as your own over his shoulder. Billy was just some boy with long hair holding a person that looked like they might be dead from her angle. “Can I help you?” “Your sister passed out.” He told her and turned to the side to show off the rest of you, head hanging in your face and hands dangling like a double grandfather clock. “Of course, she did.” Your sister knew all about your penchant for being a sleepy drunk. You had to keep drinking til you were nuts or else, you were ready for bed. It was as cute as it was inconvenient. “Come in.” She stepped out of the way and held the door open for him. Billy didn’t wait another moment. “Her room is the only one on the left upstairs.” She said before going to pour you a glass of water and find an Tylenol to lay on your nightstand just in case. Billy nodded in place of actually saying ‘thank you’. He put you down to see if you would take yourself up the stairs, but you lean your back into his chest and moaned. It was enough to pick you up in his arms and carry you up the stairs as if he was some kind of dirtbag Prince Charming. He turned on your light and found himself amused by your powder pink room. Of course, there were pictures of John Stamos above your desk. He nearly tripped over a pair of your jeans on the ground. Billy stopped snooping and put you down in your messy bed, stretching out his arms and then pulling the comforter over you. He wasn’t going to undress you or stuff you into pyjamas. It felt like too much and he had done enough he figured. As he was walking out of the room, hand on the wall to turn off your light, you yawned loudly in your bed and brought his head over his shoulder to check. He wished he hadn’t. He felt like an idiot for looking. Internally, he told himself he was stupid. “Miss you already.” Smiling as you sunk into slumber, you told him. Like a pad of butter on the center of a fluffy pancake stack, he softened. Billy leaned against the wall and his back accidentally hit the switch and shut off the light, leaving you both in the dark. He couldn’t adore you with his eyes like he wanted to, but you were home safely and that was thanks to him. That was comforting enough. “I miss you too.” Sincerely he said back without thinking. Billy stood still for a few minutes, just standing in your dark room while you slept in your clothes. It wasn’t until your sister barged in with water and a pill that he pushed off the wall and returned to reality. “I’ll take it from here. Thanks.” She sat down at the edge of your bed and told Billy, reaching forward to put down her hangover prep. “Okay.” He figured he would just let himself out the way he came in. He wasn’t sure yet if he would return to the party or not. “Oh, hey…” Your sister’s voice caught his attention just as if he was standing in the doorway, lit up from the hallway sconces. “Who should I tell her dropped her off?” To her, it was a kind thing to do. She liked that someone had took it upon themselves to bring you home safely when you were unable to function anymore on your own. Billy wanted the glory. He wanted you to run into his arms around school with a hundred thank you kisses, but instead he looked down at the beige carpet between his dirty shoes and said, “No one.” He tapped the frame of your door just once and left to smoke in his car and grumble at himself.

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zak-helling · 7 years ago

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My Homophobic Mother and Stardew Valley

My family and I have been obsessed with the video game Stardew Valley.

For those of you who don’t know, Stardew Valley is a farming simulator, originally made to be a Harvest Moon clone but eventually grew into its own thing. You can be a farmer, or a monster slayer/miner, or just go around being a dick to the townspeople. It’s great. A lot of people thinks that, while it does the same things Harvest Moon has done, it also improves upon them. One of the things it improves upon most is the characters.

The characters in Stardew Valley are, in my opinion, a lot more interesting and complex than they are in Harvest Moon. There’s a family dealing with the father’s PTSD from being in war, there’s a blended family with obvious friction between the half-siblings and step-father, there are characters battling addiction and mental illness, there’s a secret affair between two characters, there’s an artist struggling to live out her passion while getting harassed by her jealous ex, there’s just a lot of interesting characters you don’t see in Harvest Moon.

Best of all, you can marry any of the bachelors or bachelorettes, regardless of your character’s gender. More or less, all of the available villagers are bisexual. And this isn’t a glitch or anything, like it would have been had it appeared in a Harvest Moon game, this was intentional, done to make the game more realistic. And I love it. I love that I can make a character to match my own identity or appearance and marry whoever I want. I don’t have to make a female character if I want to marry a male character.

So I was working on befriending Sebastian, because I want to be a friendly villager everyone likes, and my mom asks if I want to marry him. I say maybe. I made a male character named Oscar with blue hair and a bushy beard. Then my mom says, “I don’t like that.”

I ask what she means, because sometimes she’s a little vague. Turns out she was referring to the fact that you can marry any character you want. Already I was getting uncomfortable but I decided to push further. I asked why she didn’t like it and she said it was unrealistic.

Keep in mind this is a game where you can fight slime monsters and your barn animals may just spontaneously give birth if they love you enough. The fact that you could marry anyone wasn’t “realistic” enough for her.

For those of you who don’t know, my mom is homophobic, and uses words like “unrealistic” to mask her homophobia with a guise of science and realism. “I’m not homophobic, I just don’t think be realistic!” I’m, of course, using the term as an umbrella term for anything and everything covered by the LGBTQIA+ acronym. And of course, like many homophobic people, she doesn’t like to admit to her homophobia because the term is “too harsh”.

So I decided to press further. I asked her to please elaborate on what she meant. She said she didn’t like that every character could be gay because it wasn’t realistic. So I corrected her and said that every character is bi, seeing as they each have crushes - some obvious and some less obvious - on someone of the opposite sex at the beginning of the game. She said that was even less realistic (she doesn’t believe in bisexuality). She used Alex as the example. At the start of the game, Alex appears to have a crush on Haley. My mom thinks it’s unrealistic that he would “suddenly” be gay for your character. Going by that logic, why would he develop a crush on another girl if he already had feelings for Haley? Now, of course I didn’t say that, because I can’t think of a good response until way later. But she started getting passionate, started raising her voice and getting upset.

Now, we have been playing Harvest Moon for years, and other than the original Japanese version of Harvest Moon DS Cute, there has not been - at least not to my knowledge - a Harvest Moon Game where you can marry anyone regardless of your character’s gender. I heard it was that way for a Rune Factory, but only available in some parts of the world. She never once complained about the lack of variety in those games, even though it’s just as unrealistic to have NO gay characters in a franchise with hundreds of characters spanning twenty years as it would be to have a cast of only gay characters.

She went on to defend herself by saying that one or two would be fine, but others “shouldn’t swing that way”, again, like Alex. That it would be more realistic for a character to reject you because they aren’t sexually attracted to you. And while I guess it would be a fair point, it would also be realistic for a character to just not be attracted to you even if they are attracted to your sex. You hear Straight White Boys (TM) complaining all the time about getting “““““““friendzoned”““““““““ so wouldn’t it be realistic if your character experienced the same thing? And again, I didn’t think of this argument until way later, because of course I didn’t.

And I guess the main reason I got so upset was because - aside from the fact that I am bisexual and it, once again, felt like she was rejecting me because of it, and aside from the fact that it was just another case of the homophobic atheist trying to use “science” and “reason” to justify their homophobia - was the fact that the game wasn’t made to be realistic. I know that’s a weird point to make, but the game was made to be fun and not make people upset. Rejection is a real and sucky part of real life, a part that the developer chose to leave out. Video games are an escape for a lot of people, and some people use that escape to live out who they wish they could be. And nothing is more devastating than when even your escape won’t accept who you are.

#homophobia #biphobia #stardew valley #homophobic parent

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tumblunni · 7 years ago

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Miscellaneous rambling Game Thoughts that I am Thinking about Game Today’s Think: Spice up the calendar stat raising gameplay a bit with ~festivals!~

LONG RAMBLE INCOMING

* Festivals that aren’t just markings on the calendar like in persona, but minigames like animal crossing and harvest moon! Also Oreshika but I only know one other person who plays that, lol. I really grew to like their tournements tho, even if its just a boring samey rpg battle repeated every damn year for centuries. It became oddly more useful in the postgame because everyone’s levels are so high and the amount of Devotion (job class selection points, basically) doesn’t increase as the enemies get buffed. So the twice yearly contests are the only reliable way to get a huge amount of devotion all at once, which is great if you’re grinding out new characters en masse and trying to get a rare inheritance trait! (srsly tho i have got TOTALLY sick of the ‘everyone lives and dies and then you play as their descendants’ thing by now, it just makes me feel extra guilty for grinding. I had to kill like 300 dads!) ...MAN I’M GOING OFFTOPIC LOL Anyway what I mean is that there’s a way bigger incentive to look forward to festivals/contests if the reward from them is something super useful that you can’t get anywhere else! Princess Maker 2 had a similar sort of thing, because money was really hard to make and the prize from a single tournement could fund like four months of combat classes! So whatever these rewards are gonna be, they should be like that and be a big boost that can help power-level your charries. Maybe even a x2 multiplier on experience for a particular stat, until january next year? or maybe this is how training gyms level up, instead of having exp? your fame rises in the tourney and you’re able to buy better equipment! Oh, and maybe the non-combat festivals could give a reward of a big relationship boost with certain characters? Gotta impress all the potential dates with your pie-baking skills! (pie may also contain dates)

* Also there totally needs to be a beauty pageant or fashion show or something. I know in real life there’s barely any of those for men, but this is a fantasy world so we can just say this town’s mayor is Damn Cool! And also it goes without saying that we’re gonna indulge the fantasy of having an unbiased set of judges that aren’t racist or homophobic or pedophiliac or anorexia obsessed or.. well, real life has a LOT of problems that games don’t have to emulate, lol. So yeah! This lil town in jrpgland has a big ol fancy fashion contest and it’s a fun event for everyone! Enjoy making mr grizzled warrior protagonist look cute as hell! * Basically this but What If It Wasn’t A Joke Seriously I hate seeing stuff like that on memes about being progressive, when it was clear within the context of the show that kids were meant to laugh at that male character wearing dresses. Man I was SO damn happy when Steven Universe subverted that trope and had an end of episode twist be Steven crossdressing and loving it and everyone is like ‘wow classic steven’ and cheering for him. Also they didn’t force the socially anxious girl to sing on stage! Generally a great episode for breaking tropes! So yeah more like Basically This But Basically This Man I forgot how much that ending makes me grin, holy shit! It probably doesn’t have the same factor out of context, but just it makes me so happy to have a flash forward and we see Sadie still singing the song, just offstage. So we get to know that even if this whole experience was ruined for her, she hasn’t given up on her dreams, and she’s way more confident with singing in front of other people even if she isn’t ready for singing with strangers. I love her and Steven’s friendship so much, seriously! its such a good big sister sort of thing, and this episode was great for showing steven stepping up to protect her but like.. not in any sort of cliche macho way. By winning back the crowd with a fab dress! * So yeah anyway Where Was I Before I Got Offtopic Lol It won’t be a crossdressing-only pageant or anything, but it’ll be a unisex fashion show and I’m not gonna include any form of homophobic nonsense from real world fashion industry. And I wanna give loads of options so the player can pick whatever they prefer, and I’m writing this character as the sort of dude who would love all of them! Dark antihero trenchcoats are cool but what about also PASTEL LOLITA TOP HATS * Maybe could have gameplay similar to the gen 4 version of Pokemon Contests? With the multiple judges! In those games the judges were all identical and it was just ‘don’t pick the same judge twice’, here it could be more like the three judges have different tastes and you have to coordinate your style and performance to get as many points as you can. Do you gamble it all on super-impressing one judge, or make an unconventional combo outfit that can bank medium level points with everyone? And like maybe the cooking contest could have the same sort of gameplay, cos that’s another festival where you could say the judges could have different tastes. Also maybe friend characters have a random chance of appearing as a judge! You wouldn’t get any bonus points tho, cos they’d get kicked off if they cheated on your behalf. But maybe you can get a relationship points boost if you appeal to them? So it could be like a temptation to risk losing the contest but unlock a new romance scene with your sweetheart. THE POWER OF PIE!

* Other various festivals I have really liked in various cute town time games: * Stardew Valley’s easter egg hunt! * Rune Factory’s weird snowball fight but with turnips instead! * Parents giving you money on new years was also a thing in rune factory, and I’m pretty sure that’s based on a real thing in some country? Was it china? Your culture rules, dudes! * Also its in a lot of games cos its celebrated in japan, but I wish we celebrated it here too! The two day valentines! Seriously I way prefer the idea of having one day where one half of the couple gives a gift and then a later day where the other person gives one back in return. And its less commercialized, they even still make homemade chocolates in that country! Damn i’d love to try doing that someday! (not necessarily for a valentines thing, just in general it seems fun) Maybe could have a fun fantasy variant where people give something different instead of chocolates? or if the conditions for the two different days were different? like instead of the girl valentine and the boy valentine its.. I dunno... a day celebrating some famous social class busting couple so its meant to be for rich people hitting on commoners and vice versa? A bit of a halloween aspect where you’re allowed to do stuff that’s normally frowned upon, free of judgment. (It was like that in puritan times when people were all ‘burn the witch!’ and all) Also I like that japanese valentines has ‘honmei and giri’- chocolates for actual crushes, but you can also give them to friends and family! More holidays need to be an excuse for friend gifts! (also those are really catchy names for such a thing)

* Speaking of which, maybe I could throw in some festivals from my home country? Mostly britain has similar holidays to america with a few missing, but there’s a few ones unique to the different regions which are pretty fun. I don’t know a lot about all of them but here’s some of the ones we have in my are, Wales! * Guy Fawkes’s Day. Official day for hella fireworks! Tho people also do them at christmas and halloween, and this holiday is right in the middle so DEAR GOD I’ve been dealing with my noisy neighbours constantly exploding stuff for three months. Give it a break, guys! The story behind this holiday is actually kinda interesting though, we set off fireworks to celebrate some villainous guy who tried to bomb a castle once and everyone tied him to a tree and set him on fire. There’s even a kids’s song about this weird morbid old thing! “remember remember the fifth of november, the gunpowder treason and plot, i see no reason the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot” Also its my american friend’s birthday, which is funny cos apparantly my birthday is an american holiday too! O+O * Eisteddfod, which is like.. literally a stat testing festival in real life?? Like yknow how you have sports festivals in school, well this is that but for like.. brain. Brain sprints. In mythology the Welsh were basically the Bard class of britain, we have loads of folk heros who are like.. literally able to poetry and then your brain explodes. So poems, songs, and novels are valued a lot here, and this is the biggest day of the school schedule because of it! Everyone gets to dress in ye olden style fancy dress costumes and enter best poem/short story/painting/whatever contests, and it is SURPRISINGLY AWESOME!!! like.. everything is done with MAXIMUM HAM. M A X I M U MMMM There is no amount of hyperbole when I say that the school carves their own wooden throne and there’s a public crowning ceremony for the kids who win. This is a literal actual thing that happens once annually in every school forever. Its called the Chairing Of The Bard! And I won it once when I was 11 or so and it was both the best and worst thing ever, like holy shit i was SO terrified having to stand up in front of 300 people and put on an even more silly costume on silly costumes day... Oh and another strange thing that is actually real! School houses! like in harry potter! Its generally for younger kids tho, its like 100% of all primary schools (grade schools) and then like 1/3rd of high schools? Also the names of the houses are up to the school to decide, but for some reason they almost always seem to be red, yellow, blue and green. In my primary school they were just named for cities in wales, and I always found it really annoying that I didn’t get in Caerdydd house when the school was literally IN Caerdydd! * Also unrelated but I looked up my old high school on google and I’m surprised that so many of the same teachers are still working there seven years later! I’m so happy that some of them got promoted!

* And other miscellaneous festival ideas!!!

* You know what i fuckin love? That nonsense fantasy trope of having to fight thru a giant dungeon and get like the rare crystal feather of the fuckface bird or else you can’t marry the king’s daughter. Its even more weird and weirdly endearing when its just like.. AN EVERYONE. Eveyr marriage. Everywhere. How the fuck do these people actually survive if they have to do this five times a year?? So yeah, I think that’d be a really cool wedding festival to have as like.. a sign of this town being badass, lol But also make it less of a law, cos its not as fun if people are being forced to die on mount terror, yknow? its just a tradition that developed cos of some great adventurer in ye olden times, and goofy bastards dare each other to attempt it as the equivelant of a batchelor’s party. You don’t have to, plenty of people just make faux feather ornaments to propose to their loved one. But it’s considered a powerful good luck blessing to pull off the legendary adventure! Like only one couple every decade manages to do it, and you get a big town festival to make your special day even better! And people won’t be mad if you fail, it’s still a fun bit of entertainment for the townsfolk and a good excuse for Secondary Tradition: We All Get Drunk Instead So yeah, gameplay wise this would mean you have an option to do this festival or not. But it’s gonna be the hardest minigame of all, so don’t come unprepared! Alternatively you can either buy or make your own proposal ornament, and do things the less adventurey way. * Probably different batchelor/ettes would like different things? like Blair is an adventurer herself so of course she’ll go nuts for the traditional feather hunt. And she’d really hate the expensive ornament, cos she’s a down to earth gal who works hard to scrape together enough income in the inn to look after her lil sister. She’d get pissed off at you wasting so much on her, like wtf if you’d bought me a nice sturdy set of furniture that’d be way more useful! (Tho she’s a bit of an outlier and generally most people will at least be flattered by the fancy stuff, even if its not their favourite.) * Oh, and maybe you could actually do the feather festival together?? I actually didn’t think of that, I was just going 100% with the cliche of dude having to do some crazy quest to marry a girl. But it would be a way better test of your luck as a couple if you did it as a couple! That could be SO cool, just the two of you climbing a badass mountain and beating up monsters all lovey dovey~! And it could make the minigame entirely unique on each route, cos each character would have different roles in battle. Most of them aren’t adventurers by trade like Blair, so you could be fighting alongside a mage or a support character. Maybe one of them is actually a weakass that you need to protect? Tho I mean it would be bad to categorize one character as the least enjoyable version of the minigame. So maybe its like one character becomes that in one particular situation, and that’s the sign that you’re getting their Normal Ending instead of the Golden Ending? Someone who has some sort of doubts or a secret they’re keeping, which limits their ability here. Possibly Mortimer? Cos in his case it would be exceptionally hard not to reveal his secret in battle! And I dunno, maybe he tells the protagonist the secret before they get married, and the writing is just framed so that the player never knows but the protagonist does. Now go do his golden ending if you wanna learn more! * I like morty a lot. He’s ended up the most developed even though he’s the most recent character I added, lol!

#test game thing

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ace-reviews · 7 years ago

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Best Bachelor from Each of My 10 Favorite BokuMono Games

(10 Favorite BokuMono Games list is here)

I couldn’t really think of anything to review today. I was thinking of a really overly-excited review of the most recent episode of 18if (it’s great and you should watch it), but... nah. I’ll just talk about that episode at length when I write a review of the whole series at the end of the season.

So, what the hell. I like talking about BokuMono games. Let’s do another list of BokuMono games.

Please note that I have a type, so there might be a bit of redundancy in this list.

1. Animal Parade: Wizard

He’s a popular favorite, and there’s a reason for that: he likes coffee.

coffee is good

He’s also really quiet, smart, is interested in astrology, and’ll just sit at his empty table like a loser until you get him his crystal ball back. Plus he has heterochromia and I like heterochromia.

If there’s anything negative to say about his guy, it’s that you have to wait for him to stop talking about the plot (even long after the plot is finished) before you can get to the bits of his dialogue anyone actually cares about.

But aside from that, he’s just an overall cool dude, and the sort of character I could see myself being friends with in real life.

2. Sunshine Islands: Will

I don’t typically like blonds, either in real life or in video games, nor do I have any particular feeling one way or the other about the prince type, but Will’s introduction made me laugh, and when a marriage candidate makes me laugh I always marry them.

3. Island of Happiness: Shea

Did you know that Shea is a Good Boy? Because Shea is a Good Boy. I like that he looks like he’s gonna be the kuudere or tsundere type, when he’s actually pretty friendly right from the start (just like pretty much everyone else except Vaughn). He also has tattoos (at least, I assume they’re tattoos). That’s pretty cool.

4. Hero of Leaf Valley: Louis

This game doesn’t actually have bachelors since there’s no girl version, but Louis is an attractive dude and if I could’ve gone for him I probably would’ve.

5. Harvest Moon DS Cute: Skye

As I already mentioned, this guy is my favorite bachelor in the series. He’s a dork. He thinks he’s all suave, but I heard the plans he was mumbling under his breath. Nerd.

6. Back to Nature: Kai

This one does has a girl version, even though it ends if you get married. I actually married Cliff in that one because my sister liked him, and that was a mistake. I’m sorry if you like Cliff, but I hate Cliff. I wanted to go with Kai, but I didn’t and it’s her fault, and even though he’s one of my favorites I’ve never married him in any of the games he’s in. I need to get around to that.

7. Harvest Moon 64: Jeff

This is another game without a girl version, but if there was, Jeff would be my first, last, and only choice. He’s great. I hate what they did to him in Back to Nature and Friends of Mineral Town.

8. More Friends of Mineral Town: Gray

Gray is often mistakenly placed in the same category as Vaughn, but while that might be true for HM64, it’s definitely not true here. Gray may not be your instant bestie, but he’s still never rude or dismissive of you the way Vaughn is. I like that most of his events involve him refusing to give up meeting the high expectations his grandfather has for him. It’s very shonen hero-y.

9. Story of Seasons: Trio of Towns: Ludus

He’s the ridiculously handsome guy. That’s really it. His personality is fine, and though Yuzuki is actually more interesting, Ludus’ ridiculous handsomeness overpowers any other good traits the other bachelors may or may not have.

10. Rune Factory: Raguna

“But he’s the main character!” Yeah, I know, but I don’t even really know who in town would even be a bachelor? I guess Tori’s brother, and that dude who has a crush on Melody, and I don’t even care enough about them to remember their names. I like Cecilia’s dad, but they’d never let us date a single parent. Rags is a Good Boy. He needs a haircut, though.

So that’s pretty much it for bachelors. I'll do the bachelorettes next week.

And finally, because no BokuMono review would be complete without my using this gif:

#harvest moon #story of seasons #rune factory #video game review #top 10

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angelcou · 8 years ago

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I have play all Harvest Moon where you can be a girl, story of seasons and rune factory, but More friends of mineral town is the only one I like to re-play, I have been playing it in my tablet and I can say this game has the most deep and sad stories for the villagers. *Aja, the daughter of Duke and Manna had a serious fight with Duke and run away to the city, and haven't come back to make up. They really miss her, Manna feels lonely and Duke just drink. The fact that Cliff starts to work in the Orchard make them feel like a family again, but they really miss Aja. *Harris has a crush in Aja, but was never able to confess, since she run away. *Ann mother died when she was little, and Doug is not sure if he raised Ann well, because she is a little tomboyish. The Inn opens every day, expect in holidays, but there is a day it's close, the day Ann mother died. Doug goes to the Mother Hill that day to mourn her. *May's mom left her with Barley, because she can't take care of her because of work. May really miss her mom, but her mom never visit her or anything. *Stu and Elli parents died, and they live with her grandma Ellen, who can't walk because she was in an accident. Stu feels lonely because his family can't play with him. *Jeff was bullied by Duke when they were kids, and he is still bullied, everybody buys at credit because Jeff is very "weak" *Lillian is very sick, and his husband went to look for a plant to cure her illness, leaving his family alone and they really miss him. Rick has to take care of all the farm, her sick mother and her little sister and that's a lot of pressure for him. *Zack has a crush on Lillian, but he does nothing, he respects his friendship with Rod (Lillian's husband) *Gotz's family died on the mountain, and he is very hurt and lonely, but he still goes to the mountain everyday, to avoid another tragic. Mineral Town has a lot of real people, and I feel that the latest Harvest Moon and Story of seasons are not working in the feeling and the NPC are less real. What do you think? Well, since I have play this like 5 times I remember everything, I should replay the other games Ha ha.

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fangirling247 · 8 years ago

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Video Game genres the Greek Gods would play:

Zeus: He loves video games, but is not particularly good at them. Some of the others have learned to lose to him on purpose, otherwise he pouts. He likes games that involve character creation and games where he can romance character. He enjoys games based off Greek Mythology, usually because they make him look cool. He writes scathing reviews about the ones that do not. Oddly enough, he is very good at Guitar Hero.

Hera: Does not care much for console or computer games. Posts articles online about “too much screen-time” and how video games “encourage violence”. Will frequently take away video games as punishment. Her secret, though? She loves mobile games. She thinks she hides it well, but everyone knows. She has to hide her Candy Crush bill from Zeus.

Poseidon: Loves the exploration games and has a weakness for graphics. Very critical of water physics in games. He loves sandbox games best and does not usually care about plot. He will usually complain if a game has limited maps or a small amount of exploration. Poseidon the kind of guy who will 100% a game with 80 hours of sidequests and love every second of it. No one has seen him since Subnautica came out.

Demeter: Obviously it has to be farming simulations. And you’re right- this girl is a sucker for a good Harvest Moon: she even cosplays as the Harvest Goddess. Enjoys the marriage gameplay aspect as well, but can never decide which bachelor to marry. She usually lets one of the others choose one for her.

Hades: His favorite game for nostalgia is Pacman, but lately he’s been playing a lot of Survival Horror. He has a Let’s Play channel for them and has a reputation for never getting scared. Nothing fazes him. People send him the scariest games, but he never even bats an eye. “I’ve seen worse”, is all he’ll say. Fans make T-Shirts.

Hestia: Cooking Mama. Just that, nothing else.

Ares: Video games were the best thing that ever happened to him. Violence, bloodshed, weapons: everything he exists for. Shooters and Beat-em-ups are his favorites. He’s not a fan of games that involve “planning” and “strategy”, but he’ll somehow win anything that constitutes as a “fighting” game. His lack of strategy gives him a wild card status that other players can’t predict. The only ones he can’t beat is Athena by herself or the twins, if they play together. He constantly complains that the God of War series did not star him, but he secretly loves it an replays it all the time.

Aphrodite: Dating Sims is the obvious choice, but what you don’t know is how much she gets into them. We’re talking flow-charts and trope research. She ended up getting into visual novels as a result and actually plays several that don’t involve romance. She loves cosplaying video game characters and will got to Hephaestus to help her pull off the most impossible costumes. She will often rope Ares into cosplaying with her and together they win most competitions. She also spends a lot of time on flash dress-up games.

Hephaestus: MMO’s. Hephaestus has finally found a niche for himself where he’s not only accepted, but praised. He loves fantasy MMO’s best and always seems to get to max levels way too quickly. He will always play a dwarf race if it’s available. MMO’s with dwarves and crafting are his favorite. This guy always has the best gear, but don’t worry- he loves making gear for his online friends. If you manage to get on this guy’s friend list, he will teleport to your character and make you amazing gear on the spot. No friend of his is going to be stuck with poor armor and weapons. His nostalgia weakness is Super Mario.

Athena: Do not play competitively against Athena. It doesn’t matter what genre it is. She’ll beat you and set a world record simultaneously. Players are constantly trying to accuse her of hacking. Most people have learned that if Athena suggests your character change tactics, you’d better listen. She completes games in record time and can publish a full walkthrough days after a game hits the shelves. Her personal favorites are war strategy games, both real-time and turn-based. Her secret weakness is The Sims. It sucked her in with it’s architecture gameplay, and now she can’t stop.

Apollo and Artemis: Have gotten famous for being competitive gamer twins. They enter a lot of tournaments for different types of games, but especially love team competitive games. They’ll pick characters who cover each other’s weaknesses, but they always fight over who gets to be the archer character. Even in party fighter games they’ll eliminate the competition before taking each other on. Individually, they both love the Legend of Zelda series and frequently cosplay as Link and Zelda.

Hermes: When he convinces people to play video games, he always makes them think it was their idea. It is only after the game has started that his opponent will remember why they never play games with Hermes: the guy has the most annoying tactics. He’ll hang back and let other competitors take each other out. He’ll sneak and hide in the most obvious places but somehow never be found. He’s not above spawn-camping, but he tries not to over-do it. Mains as Pit from Kid Icarus and cosplays him frequently. He loves racing games and platforming. Kirby Air Ride is his favorite game.

Dionysus: His favorite games are cooperative games, but he’s constantly getting distracted and getting himself killed. Alternatively, he’s been banned from playing Mario Party because he always wins, even against Athena. He plays a mix of other game genres as well as a lot of Japanese games. He posts a lot of humorous stuff on online communities and is very popular on them. He sometimes pretends to be a girl online, which leads to a lot of online debate about his true gender. Many players jokingly refer to him as their waifu.

#greek mytholgy #greek gods #video games #i spent too much time on this

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3dayturnips · 7 years ago

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Harvest Moon Fanfiction

Rock/Skye: Pre-Relationship

SFW

A continuation of this

Rock leaned against the kitchen counter, waiting for his rice to cook. It had been a week since his first gift of curry, and since then he’d shown up every night at the Goddess Pond to gift it to Skye. They hadn’t spoken more than a few words, outside of Skye’s constant criticism of his cooking, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get the other man to open up. He sighed. Maybe it was naive, but he figured if he could get the curry perfect, then maybe Skye would have no choice but to talk about something else. Then they could spend the night talking, laugh, relate, and eventually he would fall for him. Rock laughed sadly; it really was naive.

Ruby was quiet as she entered, and Rock smiled at her once she noticed her presence. She leaned next to him on the counter, her plump hands folded in front of her.

“Really set on this curry aren’t you?” she asked. Rock flinched. He’d stopped forcing his family to eat it, but it couldn’t possibly escape their notice that he was still fixed on cooking it daily.

“Just want to get it perfect,” he replied, not quite a lie. There was no way his parents would understand if he told them the truth.

“So who exactly’s caught your interest so much that you took up cooking?” Ruby probed. Rock looked to her, stunned. She smiled knowingly.

“Rock, I’ve been your mother your whole life, and you are not a subtle young man,” she said. “So who’s the lucky girl that stole your heart?” Rock did his best not to look away as she said “girl.” The assumption bothered him, but he realized that up until a few weeks ago he was Forget-Me-Not’s self-proclaimed lady’s man. Would she be okay if she knew it wasn’t a girl? Would she be okay if she knew it was Skye?

“Well, I mean, not really a girl...” he said. Ruby blinked once.

“Boy then?” she asked so casually it nearly knocked Rock over.

“Y-yeah,” he admitted. Ruby nodded.

“And who is it?” she asked. “Hopefully not that Kai boy from Mineral Town. He’s trouble, I tell you.” Rock nearly laughed at that. If only she knew how much trouble his real infatuation was.

“No, Mom, it’s not Kai,” he assured her. “He’s not from the Valley, you don’t know him.”

“Okay, dear,” Ruby said, letting the subject, thankfully, fall. “I wish you all the luck, honey.” Rock looked down at his feet.

“Thanks, mom.”

“Oh, but one more thing,” she said, and slipped something into his hands. Rock looked at it, a small shaker labeled “Ruby Spice.” He looked up at his mom, to see her smiling.

“How I got your father,” she said with a wink. Rock felt tears at the edges of his eyes. Ruby left the kitchen as quietly as she came. Rock struggled for a moment to pull himself back together.

This curry was going to be perfect.

Rock watched in anticipation as Skye took the first bite. The change in him was subtle, a relaxation in his posture as he savored it, closing his eyes. He caught himself almost immediately, glancing over to Rock who was grinning like a fool.

“Good right?” he asked. Skye knit his brows together.

“Shut up, it means nothing,” he said around another bite. Rock leaned back on his hands.

“Come on, you can at least say you like it,” he laughed, too high on the success to be bothered by Skye’s coldness.

“Fine,” Skye conceded with a sigh. “I like it. What of it?” Rock just shrugged.

“I don’t know. At the moment, I’m just glad you like it.” There was a silence between them as Skye finished the curry. He didn’t leave immediately after he finished, laying the dishware off to the side and laying back in the grass, his hands behind his head.

“Hey,” Skye said suddenly, startling Rock out of whatever thoughts he’d been having.

“Yeah?”

“You’ve never told me your name,” Skye said, almost softly. Rock turned red.

“Huh, guess I didn’t,” he muttered.

“Not a good start to an attempted heart-theft,” Skye said with a smirk. Rock played with the hem of his pants.

“I’m Rock,” he said. Skye sat up, and caught his eye. Rock wished it didn’t make his heart race, being under his gaze like that.

“There’s almost something funny about that, if I could find the joke,” Skye said.

“What?”

“Y’know, Rock and Skye? Earth and air or whatever,” Skye waved a hand irritably. “Can’t quite find the pun in that, but it’s there.”

“I’ll give you points for effort,” Rock offered, and Skye actually laughed.

“You just realize that makes us opposites, right? Can you possibly take this as a sign that your crush is doomed to fail?” Skye asked, a smile still in his voice. Rock shook his head.

“No,” he said. Skye sighed.

“It is. Doomed to fail, I mean. You might as well back out now before you get hurt,” he went on flipping his hair off his shoulder. Rock followed the movement with his eyes.

“Who’s going to hurt me, you?” he asked.

“I’m not going to fall for you,”Skye reiterated. “I already told you, I have no heart for you to steal.”

“I think you’re full of it.” Rock’s statement actually made Skye stop. He looked the other man over.

“I can’t decide if you’re the most stubborn man I’ve ever met, or just the stupidest,” Skye said. “But if you’re set on it, then don’t blame me when it all comes back to bite you.” He stood, and Rock followed him up. Skye regarded him for a moment, before tucking a stray golden hair behind Rock’s ear. The contact made Rock burn, and Skye chuckled softly as he turned away.

“Definitely the stupidest,” he said, and then he was gone. Once he was gone, it occurred to Rock that he had stopped breathing. With a deep inhale, he placed his hand to his ear, and thought about Skye’s soft hands. Maybe he was stupid for thinking this could be something, but the hammering of his heart wouldn’t allow him another path.

He stayed at the Goddess Pond until the sun rose, sending golden hues across the valley. Rock looked to the horizon, earth and sky meeting at the place were the sun spilled over, and smiled.

“Earth and air, huh?” he said.

Maybe they just needed to find their horizon.

#my writing #hm rock #hm skye #rock x skye #harvest moon ds cute #harvest moon #been writing on this on and off all day #and i finally finished this chapter #now im crawling back into bed goodnight

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“You can think of it like a game.” “A game? The Harvest Moon celebration?” The thirteen year old echoed, her brows raised delicately as she looked over at her Grandmother. Margaery bit into a wedge of fireplum, and hummed as Olenna nodded in response. “Will there be a prize, if I win? And how do I win?” “Your prize will be the knowledge that you’ve shown me you’re learning something,” the old woman replied bluntly as she cast a suspicious glare at the jug of rosewater that had been set out for the Tyrell matriarch and her granddaughter, “all you need do is pick a boy you’d like to dance with, and have a dance with him.” “Oh,” Margaery had responded simply, and chewed thoughtfully. She doubted Olenna cared much what level of dancing skill her granddaughter had attained--Margaery was graceful in everything she did--and so she surmised quickly that it was the fact that she’d be picking the boy. “Just one, the whole evening long? And I should let the rest of the evening go on as usual?” Dancing with the boys her lord father pushed her in the direction of, that was--or dancing with the boys who were bold enough to come forward and ask. “Just one,” Olenna confirmed with a nod. “We’ll see how well you have learned, little rose.” Margaery smiled at the idea of a challenge, and nodded her head. “I’ll find out who we are expecting to arrive,” the young highborn commented, “besides the usual host of Reachmen.” “Do not dismiss the usual host of Reachmen,” Olenna tutted as she pointed one of her gaunt and thin fingers at Margaery. “There is sound, promised loyalty in that usual host. Outside of that, there are snake pits pretending to be bloody godswoods.”

Margaery knew very well why her Grandmother said what she did. If Margaery was to be a proper protégé–and she did want to be, desperately–she would have to soothe the ambition her father had passed onto her for favor of using her wits. The two traits could work together, certainly, but there were times when over-ambition could cloud good judgement. Mace promised his little rose so often that she would be Queen one day, and had done so for as long as the maiden could remember. That promise had become like a little voice in her head, teasing and coaxing her with a want that had taken root deep inside of her: Queen Margaery, Queen Margaery, Queen Margaery, Queen Margaery, Queen Margaery... Olenna wanted to teach her that it was not always the obvious choice that proved wisest. It was not always the Prince and heir apparent–though it would be so sweet if it were–nor was it always the boldest or handsomest one in the room that one could benefit from. It was a difficult lesson to learn for a girl raised in the heart of Westerosi courtly manner, who had been surrounded her whole life long by gallant knights and chivalrous lords. But it was a necessary lesson, and one she would need to learn soon and learn well. For all Mace’s promises of Queen Margaery, Olenna did wield a firm hand in the affairs of House Tyrell, and she was decidedly, unabashedly against undue involvement with the Lannisters; even if that meant searching for marriages outside of the Baratheon dynasty. Margaery was wont to be in agreement with Olenna’s judgement, but she had difficulty ripping herself away fully from the fantasy of queenship. Still, for the purpose of showing the effort was being made, she intended to try. The night of the Harvest Moon celebration came, and throughout the early hours of it Margaery watched the room with a keen eye. Her observations did not betray her, and she remained lively and pleasant--but she watched all the same, watched and searched for the boy that’d cause for her to win the game. The celebration was a masquerade, but the costumes and masks did little to hide identities; most costumes were traditionally a dramatization of house sigils, and those who chose garbs that did not clearly dictate their origins affixed pins of bronze, silver and gold that clearly labeled them. The Tyrells as a whole occupied the high table, and so Margaery’s identity was clear at the outset, never-mind the green-and-gold wears that she’d chosen. Even so, when she did finally locate the boy who would champion her, it was neither the colors he wore nor the pins he attached that told her his identity, but the sheer size of him. The boy was large and round, and trying desperately to be neither as he struggled to hide from a group of highborn boys who continued to visit the table he sat at with plated desserts to offer him accompanied by taunting oinks. She’d watched the interaction, curious and pitying for a moment, before she’d risen up from the seat she’d occupied beside Olenna and walked purposefully towards the scene. At her back, Margaery could feel her Grandmother’s eyes burning holes into her back. It caused her to walk straighter. It did not leave a tingling of nerves in her chest, but rather a buzz of excitement in her gut. Margaery was confident in the choice she’d made, and eager to display the fruits of Olenna’s tutelage. She strode easily through the group of boys, and turned her gaze onto the heir to Horn Hill with a bright and friendly gaze. “My lord father says I am allowed to choose who I’d like next to dance with,” she lied easily, and pointedly ignored the boys that’d lingered by, “and I would like very much to dance with you, my lord, if it would please you.” Samwell Tarly was silent as he looked up at her, and Margaery thought that surely he assumed she had come over to taunt him too--but she remained steadfast in the smile she offered, and exuded a warm genuineness. It was Margaery’s greatest talent to make each person she spoke to feel as though they were the most interesting and therefore the most deserving of her undivided attention, and that talent was well-reflected as she paid heed to no one but him. After a moment, he relented with a mumbling “yes, my lady, it would,” and the two were off to the floor. For Margaery’s part, she did well to ignore entirely the fact that the hand that’d reached out to take her own shook whilst being warm and moist with nervousness, nor did she comment as he looked not at her but dutifully at his feet as they moved--a choice which caused him in his anxiousness to misstep and step on one of her own feet. She was proud of herself, truly, when she swallowed down any noise of pain.

“It’s because you’re so focused on your feet,” Margaery whispered to him, and a gentle laugh followed. It was not the harsh taunting snickers he’d been the victim of earlier, but a light and warm noise that encouraged him to laugh too. “Look at me,” she advised in a honey rich tone, and moved her hand from his shoulder to his chin in an effort to coax his gaze upwards. “I won’t bite.” When he did look back up, she smiled widely, and brought her hand back to his shoulder. “It’s not so hard, see? Keep on looking right at me. You’re doing wonderfully! You’re really a very graceful dancer, my lord.” When the dance came to a close, Margaery parted from a Samwell Tarly who seemed to stand a bit taller. “Thank you for the dance,” she chirped sweetly. “I would ask for another, but I think I should go back and see after Grandmother--check to see if she’s not fallen asleep in her chair.”

“Samwell Tarly,” Olenna greeted her with as Margaery rejoined her at the table--her tone seemed as though she’d been tasting the words, and found them too sour for her liking. But then again, Margaery found that her Grandmother took a similar tone with most things, and it did not inherently mean that she was displeased. Confident as ever, Margaery smiled and nodded as she took her seat beside the elder woman. “I do hope the poor fool did not crush your foot, dear.” Olenna commented snidely. Never one for patience, she waved a hand that suggested Margaery ought to explain herself. “Go on.”

“It was a kind thing to do,” Margaery replied with a sugary cadence as she picked up a goblet set before her. “You see there?” She pointed to the group of young boys who had been oinking at Samwell earlier, who now milled about the hall awkwardly, “they’ll leave him be, now--or maybe they’ll invite him along to spend the remainder of the evening with them, so they might learn what I said to him.” She laughed at that, and took a small drink of the hippocras. Olenna hummed at Margaery’s rationale. The legend of the graceful and kind Margaery Tyrell proven true, as all the lords and ladies in attendance could attest from her dance with the boy. Not yet satisfied, Olenna smirked at her granddaughter. “And the real reason why, now.”

“That is a real reason,” Margaery retorted as she settled the goblet back down before her, though a smile had begun to pull at the corners of her lips in a shape which matched her Grandmother’s. “But I did hear once, that Lady Melessa is very fond of her eldest boy. And I thought I should like to please her, and perhaps her lord father too.” Melessa was the eldest daughter to Alester Florent, who himself was amongst the guests that evening, and who Margaery hoped had been witness to the dance that’d occurred. “It would make me happy to know that both Lady Melessa and Lord Alester would have been able to see me help to put a stop to the shame those boys looked to do unto poor Samwell.” The gentlest of encouragements to the Florents that they ought to mind their place and mind their greater lords, as it was.

“And,” she began again, the smile on her face growing still, “I have heard father complain that Lord Randyll has been finding himself in skirmishes with the Dornish along the borders, and that he does not heed father’s word when asked to refrain from his more violent urges. I should think after this evening he’d be more interested in pleasing father, wouldn’t you, Grandmother?” Margaery knew very well that she would never find herself betrothed to Samwell Tarly without a serious crisis in her own family, but Lord Randyll did not know that. Olenna regarded Margaery for a moment, and then reached out to smooth down the younger girl’s curls. “Well done, my dear.”

#ft. samwell tarly #ft. olenna tyrell #prompt

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