#Hyper casual game development

[kpissolution]

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[redappletech]

In 2021, the download record of these games was 13.7 billion which in 2022 witnessed a reduction of 12.3 billion. In this post, we will evaluate the journey of hyper-causal games from the past with their countless possibilities in the present and future. https://redappletechnologies.medium.com/hyper-casual-games-a-closer-look-at-the-past-present-and-future-b6250befc027

[medohxamaligame]

i've been fascinated with hypercasual games since their boom around 2022/2023. the real cheap, mass produced ones with the clickbait ads

i think they'll be an entry point for me, they're almost arcade games but for mobile. i made a spamton themed catcher-dodger game (think the food drop game from pou) and it just needs polishing. as for other ideas, we'll see lmao

all i know is they'll be desktop and ad-free lol

[brokenmenswhore]

crush | sirius black

pairing: sirius black x fem!reader (james’s sister)

summary: as james’s little sister, you’ve been around sirius most of your life and developed a bad crush. james doesn’t want sirius anywhere near you, but what can he do if he doesn’t know?

warnings: smut (MDNI 18+)

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It started when you were nine. He was eleven.

Your brother, James, had invited his new friends over during the holiday break. He was excited to have made such good friends during his first year at Hogwarts, and he explained to your parents that one friend in particular preferred not to return home if he didn’t need to, and your parents were happy to host.

James introduced Sirius, Remus, and Peter to your parents, barely taking the time to introduce them to you. He quickly said “and that’s my sister,” and walked away, the boys following suit. Sirius, however, gave you a smile before walking away, his longer, dark hair falling slightly in front of his face. You returned his smile and blushed.

When you were eleven and he was thirteen, you were sorted into Hufflepuff during the sorting ceremony, and James sighed in relief that he wouldn’t have to deal with you being in the same house as him. You looked to his table to wave at him, but he turned away when he saw you, embarrassed by his little sister. Sirius, however, returned the wave.

When you were thirteen and he was fifteen, the Marauders hosted a party at the beginning of term, and you snuck in, desperate to be included. Fifth years were already drinking, but you weren’t ready to. James and Remus tried to pressure you into drinking, but Sirius ripped the bottle out of your hand and downed its entire contents in one large gulp. “Oops,” he shrugged, “guess she can’t drink it if it’s all gone.” You gave him a small smile as a thank you, and he gave you a nod.

Later that same year, when you heard the news that Sirius took Alice Fortescue’s virginity, and she was bragging about it, you felt a drop in the pit of your stomach. You were envious. You assumed Sirius got girls, he was much too gorgeous and confident not to, but hearing it spoken of make it so real, and it hurt. You liked him, and you were jealous.

When you were fifteen and he was seventeen, you were all at a party in Ravenclaw house, seated in a gigantic group of truth or dare.

“Truth or dare, Potter?” Dorcas asked, taking a hit of the blunt between his fingers.

“Dare, obviously,” you responded.

Dorcas let out a chuckle. “I dare you to make out with Black over here.”

You could feel the blush rise to your cheeks. You turned toward Sirius, who was nonchalantly slumped over on the couch. He was always so casual, as if nothing ever phased him. He took a drag from his cigarette, tapping the butt down on a tray as he blew out the smoke, then dropping the cigarette down and leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees.

“No,” James interrupted, an amused chuckle leaving his lips, “she’s not doing that.”

You shot him a look.

“You’re not kissing my best friend. Sorry, sis,” he told you.

“Game’s got rules,” Sirius shrugged.

James glared at him. “This is disgusting, I can’t watch this.”

Sirius stood up and approached where you were sat cross-legged on the rug, dropping to his knees to meet your gaze.

“Do you accept the dare?” he nearly whispered, leaning his face toward yours.

You swallowed nervously, nodding your head yes as Sirius leaned in even more, tilting his head slightly to plant a soft kiss on your lips.

You reciprocated, your lips moving in unison as Dorcas teased you by cheering you on. Desperate to appear confident and in control, you tangled your fingers through Sirius’s hair, pulling him even closer to you as you deepened the kiss for a moment. He was so good at it, but you were hyper aware of the eyes on you, so you pulled away, dropping your hand from the back of his head.

Sirius remained close to you for a moment, exchanging a glance as he caught his breath.

“Okay, enough, enough, gross,” James said, pulling Sirius’s shoulder until he moved away from you.

The next morning, James was not happy with you as he caught up to you walking down the hall. “Can’t believe you kissed Sirius,” he said, jogging to reach your side.

“It was truth or dare, James, don’t be a baby,” you replied.

“You still got a thing for him, huh?” he teased, bumping your shoulder.

“No idea what you’re talking about,” you said, shifting your books in your arms.

“Oh, come on, you really think I can’t see it?”

You stopped short and turned to your brother. “What do you want, James?”

“I’ll tell you what I don’t want, and that’s for you to get all worked up over this. I know you’ve got a little crush on him, but Sirius isn’t that kind of guy. I just don’t want you to get yourself attached over a stupid game when, in reality, it’ll never happen.”

“Are you so defensive because you care about my feelings or because you don’t want me to like your best friend?” you retorted, slightly annoyed by James’s statement.

“Just keep your distance, okay? For both of our sakes,” he said, turning away from you to dip through one of the open classroom doors.

When you were sixteen and he was eighteen, you walked in on Sirius with another girl.

One of your friends let you into the Gryffindor common room in search of James. Your mother had sent for both of you, asking you to visit your father during a tumultuous week for his health. He was alright, but was in hospital, and your Heads of House had approved for both you and James to be absent for one week in order to visit him.

“James!” you called up the staircase, but to no avail. Classes were finished for the day, and Remus and Peter were seated at a table in the common room reading, so he wasn’t out with his friends.

You muttered to yourself, “…always fucking ignores me…” as you marched up the staircase, impatient at his constantly disregard for you as you swung the door to his dormitory open, and that’s when you saw Sirius and Mary McDonald. It was a genuine accident.

Mary squealed and pulled the sheets over her body, while Sirius simply pulled out of her, standing tall despite his nakedness, and turning to you as he, in no rush, picked his underwear up off the floor.

“Can we help you?” he asked, jumping into the fabric and running a hand through his sweat-soaked hair.

You were speechless. You were embarrassed by the act you had just witnessed, mad at Mary due to your jealousy, and completely enamored by the sight of of Sirius, first naked, and now in nothing but his boxers, his body glistening from sweat.

“I- I was looking for James, but I can see he’s not here, so-“ you quickly turned and shut the door behind you, pausing for a moment to take a deep breath. Taking a moment was a mistake, because Sirius swung the door open before you could escape down the staircase.

“He’s joined a study group in the library,” Sirius spoke, “promised to tutor some classmates in Transfiguration or some shit.”

You avoided making eye contact with Sirius, nodding your head and thanking him for the information as you moved to the first step of the staircase, but Sirius caught your wrist, pulling your attention back to him.

“Whatcha need him for, anyway?” he asked.

“Family stuff,” you responded, barely loud enough for Sirius to hear.

Sirius nodded. “You gave Mary in there a right good scare, Potter.”

“Right, well, sorry,” you responded, your jealousy allowing you to mask confidence in your voice. As hot as he looked, you felt angry. You knew it was irrational, but you were a sixteen year old girl, and you were jealous.

You got down five steps before Sirius spoke again. “We aren’t together, you know.”

You stopped short and turned your body up the stairs. “Why would I care?” you spoke, retreating down the rest of the steps and out of the common room to collect yourself and find your brother.

“Where’s Prongs?” Sirius asked the next morning, confused as to why only he and Remus were present in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

“Had to go see his dad, apparently he’s not feeling too good,” Remus explained, “his mom freaked out and had him come visit.”

Sirius nodded to gesture he was listening. “Y/N too?”

Remus furrowed his brows as he looked at Sirius. “I guess? I didn’t ask, didn’t think it mattered.”

Sirius diverted his attention to opening his book to the right page, eager to change the subject now that Remus was looking at him weird.

You and James returned in a week, arriving back to the castle early enough in the day to catch the midday break and the second block of classes.

You walked down the hallway with your brother, who caught up to his friends and gave them all a greeting. You and Sirius locked eyes, and you immediately blushed and sped away.

“The fuck was that about?” James asked, picking up on your unusual behavior.

“Probably just all weirded out now that she’s seen Sirius’s dick,” Remus joked, bumping Sirius’s shoulder playfully. James’s eyes widened as he looked at Sirius.

“Pardon?”

“It’s nothing, mate, she just walked in on me right before you guys left,” Sirius explained, trying to sound as calm and collected as possible.

“You’re kidding me, right?”

“What’s the big deal?” Sirius responded.

James took a deep breath. “Can you just, like, keep your distance?”

“What, from your sister?” Sirius asked for clarification.

“Yeah, from my sister,” James half-spat, “you can’t truly be so thick, Sirius. You know she likes you.”

He did not know.

James continued, “I love you, mate, but please not her. Seriously. Fuck around with whoever you want, just not my little sister. Anyone else.”

Sirius understood. “Who said I wanted to fuck your sister anyways?”

His phrasing only bothered James more. “I’m not kidding, Sirius. Not my little sister.”

Sirius threw his hands up. “Okay, jeez, I get it, I’ll keep my distance.”

When you were seventeen and he was nineteen, you met your first real boyfriend.

Evan was your age, a fact that thrilled James. You began to spend most of your time together, and you invited him to tag along to your brother’s extravagant New Year’s party.

When the clock struck midnight on January 1st, Evan wrapped an arm around your waist and kissed you, a move that turned your relationship from friendly but flirty to something much more. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you smiled as you pulled away, giving him another small kiss before he released your body from his own to grab the shot glass being handed to him by his friends.

You laughed as you watched him nearly choke on the shot. In a daze of laughter, your eyes caught Sirius, who was leaning against an empty doorframe across the room, drinking from a bottle and staring directly at you. You maintained eye contact for a moment, waiting to see if he would give you any sort of visual explanation as to why he was looking at you, but he didn’t move.

You still liked him, sure, but you liked Evan, too, and it had been six years. You couldn’t just pine after your brother’s best friend forever and not explore the perfectly good option directly in front of you.

In March, you gave your virginity to Evan. He was kind, and you were sure you were ready.

Sirius was acting weird around you, always finding an exit the moment you entered a conversation or a room he was in. You confronted James about it, and got into a rather heated argument about how James had no right to tell Sirius to stay away from you.

In June, James and your parents officially invited Sirius to live with you for the summer. It was brutal; Sirius was always around.

You would sneak into the kitchen first thing in the morning to make coffee the way you liked it, before anyone else could get their hands on the pot, and Sirius would be there. You would go to brush your teeth before bed, and Sirius would be brushing his hair in the bathroom mirror.

The worst part: Sirius spent most days poolside. Shirtless.

He enjoyed lounging out in the sun after a good swim, the water making his body glisten in the natural light as he adjusted his sunglasses, his dark hair slicked back from the wetness.

You stared at him from your second story window, admiring just how beautiful he truly was. He was so effortlessly perfect.

You considered joining him outside several times, but knew you would only be doing it so wear a bathing suit around him and hopefully tease him, if you even had the power to do so, and that wasn’t fair to Evan, but what the hell, it was your pool anyway.

You put on your bathing suit, draping a towel over your arm as you stepped outside, snapping Sirius out of his thoughts as he turned to you.

“Mind if I join?” you asked, slowly stepping into the water.

“It’s your house,” Sirius responded.

You swam a few laps before leaving the water, making a show of drying off your hair. Sirius kept his sunglasses on so that you couldn’t see him watch you, careful to heed James’s request to keep his distance from you, but he couldn’t help himself, you looked too good wet.

In October, you and Evan broke up. He was beginning to run with a crowd you didn’t want anything to do with, and you were gradually growing apart.

When you were eighteen and he was twenty, the Marauders hosted another party in honor of Peter’s twenty-first birthday. They were all staying at the unoccupied house of a mutual friend, and had more than enough space to go all out for the occasion. James invited you, having grown to appreciate you as a friend as you two got older.

“What a fucking dress,” Sirius said, leaning his back on the wall next to you.

“I thought you weren’t supposed to say shit like that to me?” you said, lightheartedly.

“Then don’t dress like that,” he said, eyes scanning up and down your body.

You blushed and dropped your head to hide it.

“Can you meet me upstairs in five?” Sirius asked.

You nodded your head yes without a second thought, giving him ample time to get upstairs alone before you left, so as not to raise suspicion. Your heart was pounding out of your chest.

You didn’t know what room he was in, having not thought that far ahead when he asked for you to meet him, so you lightly rapped your knuckles on every door until Sirius opened one, pulling you inside and softly clicking the door shut behind you.

“What’s up?” you asked, innocently.

Sirius smiled at you. “You’re not seriously asking me that.”

You were dumbfounded. There was no way Sirius called you up here for the reason you hoped he did. Absolutely no way.

“You like me, don’t you?” he asked, stepping closer to you.

“What? No, Sirius, why are you even-“

“You’re a big girl now, Y/N, we aren’t ten anymore. You have to tell me what you want.”

You swallowed back your nerves. “James is right downstairs.”

Sirius stepped even closer to you, grabbing your waist with his hand, “James doesn’t ever have to know.”

You gazed up at him. “I just-“ your voice trailed off. You didn’t know what to say.

“You want me?” Sirius asked, dipping his head to meet your lowered gaze.

“Maybe,” you giggled.

Sirius smiled, leaning back slightly to look you up and down, “cus I want you.”

You sighed and smiled due to your nervousness. “You never wanted me before.”

“Not true,” Sirius immediately defended himself, “the second I started to show it, your idiot brother made me promise to stay away from you.”

“What changed?”

“This dress, for starters,” he answered, “and the fact that James got wasted about forty minutes ago and is probably passed out by the pool right now. I can never get you alone.”

You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding in. “I’ve had a crush on you since I was like nine.”

“When we met over the holiday, right?” Sirius replied.

You looked at him in amazement. “How did you know that?”

“I was there, silly,” he teased, “and because I remember those things. James didn’t actually introduce us, but you still smiled at me.”

“I can’t believe you remember that,” you spoke in disbelief, causing Sirius to smile.

“Please don’t make me wait any longer,” he pleaded, pulling your hips against his and planting a few soft kisses on the side of your neck.

“But what if James-“

“Fuck James.”

You searched his eyes for any sign that he may have not meant what he said, but when you found none, you pulled him into a desperate kiss, anxious to taste him after years of wondering, reminiscing on the kiss you shared on a dare years earlier.

It was better than you could have imagined, his lips moving perfectly in sync with yours as his hands needily grabbed at your hips.

Your hand remained on the back of his head, nervous that without holding him against you, Sirius would pull away. All you wanted was to continue kissing him, forever.

He broke away from you to pepper kisses down your jawline and then down your neck, sucking at a sweet spot about halfway down the length of your throat.

You let out a whimper at the feeling, and Sirius pulled away and looked at you. He grabbed your jaw in his hand, turning your head until you were looking directly at him.

“What?” you breathed out.

Sirius didn’t respond, he just continued to hold onto your jaw, forcing you to tilt your head upwards and give him more access to your neck. His hand moved from your jaw to the other side of your neck, anchoring himself as he sucked and kissed the now bruised skin on your neck. You let out a high pitched whine, and he growled into your neck at the sound.

Each time you made a small noise, Sirius sucked harder, desperate to pull more and more sounds from you.

Sirius backed you up as he kissed you, taking small steps until your back hit the wall, allowing Sirius to pull away and press his body against yours. He took your face in his hands and kissed you hard, pressing his hips into yours and eliciting a moan from you as he began to grind into you.

He pulled back to look into your eyes, watching your body jolt slightly upwards each time he pressed his hips into yours.

“You remember when we kissed during truth or dare?” Sirius asked.

“Mhm,” you responded, breathy.

“I went back that night and touched myself thinking about it,” he told you, one of his hands finding its way to your throat, “thinking about you.”

The confession combined with the feeling of his clothed cock against your clit made you moan. You weren’t aware Sirius ever saw you the way you saw him.

You blushed, but Sirius wasn’t done taunting you. “Have you ever touched yourself and thought of me?”

Your cheeks only turned more red. “I- I-“ you were too embarrassed to answer.

“Tell me,” he demanded, holding your throat against the wall, his breath on your cheek, “or did Evan take good enough care of you?”

You nodded your head no, eager to appease him. “I- I thought of you when I did stuff, even when I was with him.”

Sirius growled at your confession. “Naughty little thing.”

Sirius hoisted one of your legs up to his waist, causing your dress to raise and bunch at your waistline, allowing Sirius access to your most sensitive area.

He ran a finger over your underwear, feeling the wetness soak through. Your back arched from his touch, your lips parting as Sirius ran his finger along the seam, slowly dipping his hand to run his finger between your folds.

“You’re so wet for me,” Sirius cooed, circling his finger around your clit.

You anchored yourself on his shoulders. Sirius’s eyes never left yours as he moved his fingers faster and faster, watching your back arch and your body react to his touch.

He slowly inserted two fingers into your soaking wet hole, setting a slow pace as he fucked you with his fingers.

He curled his fingers inside of you, hitting that particularly good spot within your walls, causing your legs to shake a little.

“Shit,” you whined, your head slamming against the wall the moment you threw it back. Sirius picked up the pace, watching your eyebrows crease in pleasure.

It wasn’t your first time, and you usually lasted longer, but years and years of pent up lusting over Sirius were taking their toll on you. “Sirius, fuck, I-“

“Aweh, gonna come for me already, doll? You like me that much?” Sirius teased.

“Y-yes,” you cried out.

Sirius sped up his actions even further, your climax hitting you as Sirius kissed you to swallow your moans. He pulled his fingers out of you after you came down from your high, locking eyes with you as he sucked your juices off of them. It was the most erotic thing you’d ever seen.

You began to slowly sink down against the wall, but Sirius grabbed your arms and pulled you back up. “Not today,” he stated.

“But-“

“But nothing,” he cut you off, “tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you. Don’t worry about me.”

“But what if I want to worry about-“

“Y/N, shut up.”

“I-“

“You’ve spent ages giving your attention to me. Let me repay the favor.”

You took a deep breath. “Okay,” you agreed.

“Now tell me what you want.”

You were embarrassed, and aroused by the dominance you had always daydreamed Sirius had in the bedroom. Looking up at him, him standing over you and demanding you tell him what you want, made you feel like the little girl that was so in awe of him the very first time you saw him.

“I want you,” you spoke.

Sirius smiled. “Good girl, but that’s not enough.”

“Please don’t make me say it,” you begged.

Sirius only looked at you expectantly, as if to say that he was, indeed, going to make you say it. You took a deep breath, and you could feel the heat in your cheeks. You were in the brink of having Sirius the way you had always wanted, and you were not going to let yourself get in your own way.

“I want you to fuck me, Sirius. Please.”

Sirius growled and pulled you over to the bed, pushing you down and crawling over you.

He roughly pushed your dress up to your waist, pulling your underwear down your legs and slapping your core. You jolted upward and gasped at the sudden pain.

Sirius unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them, along with his boxers, down. He ran a hand up and down the length of his shaft, poking the head of his cock through your folds.

You whimpered are the contact, and Sirius threw his head back, moving his cock through your folds and allowing for your wetness to lubricate him. The feeling was heavenly, but you needed more.

“Siri-“

The nickname almost drove him into a frenzy. You had never heard anyone call him that, it just came out. He grabbed your wrists, pinning them both above your head with one hand as the other lined his tip up with your entrance. “Fuck, keep calling me that.”

“Siri, please,” you begged, the anticipation nearly killing you.

Sirius gave you a wicked smile, pushing his cock into you until he bottomed out. Your back arched at the sensation, and Sirius took the opportunity to wrap an arm around your waist, holding you flush against him.

“Sirius, shit,” you whimpered. The angle was overwhelming.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Sirius whispered, his voice breathy as he began to push and pull in and out of you. He dropped his head into the crook of your neck, his black hair falling into his face.

Sirius maintained a steady pace for a few moments, allowing you to adjust to his size.

Sirius was putting even more pressure on your wrists with each thrust, leaning his weight onto them as he tried to maintain self control, but you felt so fucking good underneath him. You could see him struggling, trying to keep the slower pace for your sake, but that’s not what you wanted either.

“Siri,” you said, catching his attention as he lifted his head to meet your gaze, “harder.”

“You sure?” he checked.

“Fuck me, Siri, please.”

Your begging was enough for him to let his self control go, pulling your waist even closer to him (and subsequently even higher) as he picked up the pace, snapping his hips against yours with each violent thrust. Sirius let go of your wrists to hold his weight up with an arm next to your head.

He kissed your neck, sucking on a sweet spot just below your earlobe. You whined and moaned, completely wound up in the pleasure you had touched yourself thinking about for so long. You had a crush on Sirius for forever, and finally getting to feel him inside of you, holding you, grunting in your ear, kissing down your neck-

You began to squeeze Sirius’s cock, your second orgasm approaching rapidly as your brain reminded itself how long you had wanted this. The feeling only made Sirius more feral, his thrusts becoming harder and his pubic bone hitting your clit with each snap of his hips.

“Sirius, I- I’m-“

“Fuck yes come for me,” Sirius said, fucking you as hard as he possible could.

You came with a loud cry of his name, your thighs shaking as you squeezed around Sirius’s cock.

The feeling was nearly too much for him, but he was determined not to let go yet. He slowed his pace to an excruciatingly slow push and pull as you rode out your high, giving you time to breathe before he started to fuck into you again.

Your body was convulsing beneath him, your juices coating his cock and allowing for even more lubrication, and you could hear the wetness with each hit of his hips.

You were overstimulated, and therefore no longer in control of the high pitched noises leaving your lips, egging Sirius on even more. You were on the brink of crying, it felt so good, and when Sirius heard a cry-like crack in your voice, he rutted his hips into you a final few times before he pulled out of you, cursing as he spilled his seed onto your stomach.

He took a moment to collect himself, pressing his forehead against yours as you both calmed your breathing. He then rolled over to lay down next to you. You turned to face one another, and you began to run your fingers through his hair, twirling a face-framing strand around your pointer as he smiled at you.

You were pulled out of your daze when there was a violent rapping against the door. “Pads! You in there? Open up.”

James.

You scrambled to stand and fix your hair, pulling your dress down and doing your best to keep quiet.

“Whatcha want?” Sirius called back. You glared daggers his direction for responding. “How is he even still standing?” Sirius whispered to you, referencing how drunk James had been earlier.

“You gotta come see this,” James responded, opening the door slightly. You ran behind the door, trying to hide from your brother and hoping he wouldn’t fully enter the room. “Are you at least a little decent? Who you got in here?” James didn’t have a care in the world when he was drunk.

Sirius ran up to the door, a blanket in the hand he held over his bottom half to cover himself. He grabbed the door and prevented James from opening it any further. “No one, what are you tryna show me?”

“At least put pants on,” James said, turning his back to the doorway, “I’ll be out here. Christ, Pads.”

Sirius shut the door, rushing to the bed to find his clothes and cover himself before re-approaching the door. He leaned over to you, giving you a genuine smile before placing a sweet, intimate kiss on your lips. He pulled away and you exchanged a glance, your cheeks red and a smile on your face, before Sirius opened the door and left the room.

[amphibiahawks321]

Hey I was wondering what do you think about the hoyoverse company and it's fandom? (The same company that made both Honkai star rail, Honkai Impact, Genshin, ZZZ and Ggz) (You don't have to answer this if you don't want to)

Okay let's put the fandom aside first, for the company it'd say it's pretty good considering they created great rpg games with solid story telling, memorable characters, the great but sad backstories even to the NPC's and background characters! but they have flaws don't get me wrong few examples : Poor response to players feedback, glitches (failed logs, lag, etc), delayed updates and or content, focus on popular characters over the others, making characters clearly with fan service and cultural diversity missed

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Now for the fandoms, where shall I begin for the bad side...

Toxic, ungrateful, entitlement, gatekeeping, Toxic ship wars, Toxic Diehard shippers, unrealistic expectations of the games, overly and I mean OVERLY critical expectations, Harassment of voice actors and developers–oh ESPECIALLY developers, doxxing, privacy violations, mischaracterization of the characters a LOT, unnecessary aggression towards casual fans and players, cancel culture, pressure on content creators, hyper fixation on the characters male and female, hating over stupid part of the games ( from tiktok and other platforms I've seen someone made a whole video about: hating the gacha animation yeah you heard me not the prices but the ANIMATION and for some reason some people in the comments AGREED, criticising a characters designs even though there's nothing at all wrong with it, (for genshin) hating citlali for having a crush on aether and also hating on aether for this huh????), Massive sexualisation to characters even to the minor characters (basically almost every fandom if I'm being honest), disrespecting the developer's effort, toxic theories, cross fandom conflict (I mean duh), racism, heterophobic, homophobic, hating the man and women characters for no reason like literally for NO reason AT ALL Aaaaaand making unnecessary drama... I would've added more but these should do for the games fandom

There's some positive side though : Creativity and a BUNCH of beautiful fanarts like damn those fanarts are beautiful, cosplay culture, Makes Awesome Fan music and remixes, appreciation for characters depths, content sharing, Event and charity support, definitely does have supportive, fun, enjoyable, positive fans not to mention actually appreciating the games and developers and voice actors! (Not all of them are whiny a hole it's just that there's more of them)

[conceptofjoy]

not rlly a point im just writing to put my thoughts down, i think ive said heart was like the "character" aspect before, the leijons ship their friends in a way reminicent to how fandom ships characters. dps is the self actualized version of their components and is the final stage of their character arcs. dirk is made up of multiple characters and becomes different characters in the comic yk.

damn this got long

bc character transitions can b easily read as a trans metaphor, u can point to dps, who is canonically queer, and dirk(s) to be like oh yep trans gender. dirk's relationship to his body as well as bgd and hal's is rly interesting. hal has zero control over the safety of his body and bgd's existence relys entirely on jake.

dirk's casual suicidal tendencies are given a reason every time, and hal doesnt seem bothered to exploit them possibly exposing a shared value they have. "it is ok to die AS LONG as its for the greater good". its tested however when dirk kills himself in game over, as much as he tries to get shit done, he is just a 16 yr old. AND like the other space players, he's been awake on his moon for a while. the dual waking thing prolly wasn't any good for him and exasperated any dissociative symptoms he would have developed by living alone his entire life. so basically, i dont think he's very connected to his body, seeing his brain more of himself rather than the body he inhabits. the lack of physical autonomy in bgd and hal is a round are just different versions of that. body mind soul thing yk.

through a trans lens, i see him as a trans guy who's far removed from his body mentally. this could be from dysphoria, or an intense neutrality from it from disassociation. from a mental health lens, its giving dissociation and osdd. bro's filled to the brim with himself, but is also exhausted from his hyper vigilance in keeping himself in check.

i think the idea of hrt would kinda freak him out in the same way puberty would have freaked him out if he went through a regular one (no way his ass was getting his nutrience). any sudden changes to his body that he wouldnt have done meticulously would have been a big hell no despite his distancing. though it isn't "him", it's his, like how one would see a tool. he's hella anal about that sort of thing.

which makes me think about bgd. interesting fella. i think the way he copes is how he views himself as a tool, like how hal does when he says he's just glasses. he enacts jake's will by fighting aranea "for his honor". bgd is also smitten with jake, being a big loop of dirk and jake's feelings for one another, which also softens the whole thing. its rlly no shocking idea that dirk puts people on crazy high pedestals, so like as long as jake's happy, he's happy. its more complicated than that, but this is a long ass post lol.

[courtofmatchups]

I saw that your asks for matchups were open and I wanted to have one from Twisted Wonderland if you don't mind! 😊

Some basic info: In terms of mbti and enneagram, I'd be an INFP 9w1. I'm often told that I'm easygoing and chill seeing as how I don't seem to stress or revise that much in my studies as an I.T student(hehe whoops..). I'm also very quiet to the point where sometimes people mistake me for being mute until I clarify that I'm not, leading to some people lightly teasing me that it'd make their day if they could hear my voice since I barely speak(I do say "Hi" back to them)🙉 But I DO get talkative but it's only really around my close circle of friends even though I do have some friendly acquaintances here and there. I've also been described as being somewhat of a "sweet girl" or "goody-two shoes" since I try to do my best in treating everyone with patience and trying to do the right thing by them since I do find helping people out fulfilling(also probably because I tend to follow rules a lot but there are times where I do slip up 👉👈). As well as the fact that people have commented that they have rarely saw me angry and are always trying to see the other person's perspective on an issue, a "conscience angel" or "devil's advocate" if you will.

Hobbies: I like playing games on my phone and 3ds, drawing, reading, working out when I have the time and energy and I've only recently started practicing taekwondo!(I'm not good at it yet unfortunately, I'm a white belt for now..🙉) In terms of interests, I've always been interested in entomology, plants especially flowers 🌸, and just about the entirety of biology! So, expect a lot of nature documentaries whenever I'm watching something. If I'm not delving into biology, then I would be researching about parkour or martial arts since I've always been amazed at the different styles that are developed in these fields(and just how fluid and elegant the people executing these moves are✨).

What I don't like: I personally don't like sudden loud noises like popping balloons or people sneezing very loudly (the same cannot be said for let's say, a concert or dance party) I also tend to not like people who are impatient and are prone to complaining since I can't help but see them as childish or immature(sorry 😔) I tend to also not like people who get very cynical and pessimistic as although I do understand where they're coming from sometimes, I can't help but feel as though their cynicism can sometimes get in the way of making sound judgements since I'm a firm believer that being a hyper skeptic has it's own dangers of closing off to people and situations that could have brought you good if only you didn't let your hyper skepticism get in the way of taking that leap of faith🤷🏻‍♀️.

In a relationship: I'll be honest when I say that I haven't been in a relationship before so I'll start by saying that in terms of love languages, I like receiving words of affirmation and acts of service the most while acts of service and quality time are the main ways that I show my love for a person(romantic or not 😁). In a relationship, I prefer a more long-term commitment rather than a casual one since I do like the idea of getting married one day. I would like it very much if my partner was someone who's not overly clingy, as much as I love spending time with people that I care about, I'm still very much an introvert at heart and would still like to have my alone time 💅🏻💁🏻‍♀️. One undesirable trait in a partner for me would be someone who keeps me in the dark and doesn't talk to me about certain issues, as much as I dislike conflict and confrontation, I would rather prefer to face that than sensing that something is wrong and having no real way of helping because someone doesn't want to tell me what's bothering them(the anxiety kills me 😭🤧)

Appearance: I've no clue if this is of any help to you but, I'll include it just to give you a better visualization of what I look like 🤷🏻‍♀️

• I have long, black hair up to my hips I think

• I have round eyes with long lashes (people have commented that they wanna put mascara on me but I don't want to 🙉)

• In contrast to my hair, I have pretty fair skin so much so that I've sometimes been compared to Snow White

• Though I've only started working out recently, I've made a little progress in building muscles 💪🏻😁

• not much of an appearance but people have described me as "cute" and "pretty" before 😅

• I'm a bit on the shorter side: 5'3 to be exact

• In terms of style, I tend to wear a combination of black cargo pants, a white woven belt, a coquette inspired beaded necklace, a pink/black top, a pink/black coverup sleeves, and some white and pink sneakers with black compression socks underneath. It's something very simple, practical, and stylish for me to wear given my hobbies and lifestyle since I still want to dress pretty girly and feminine while still maintaining my need for mobility and functionality ✌🏻.

That's all that I can think of! Thank you if you've somehow managed to survive my ramblings but it's just been so long since I've requested something so I want to make up for lost time I guess.. Anyways, Please have a good day or night! 😅💗

It seems to me, you've captured the heart of...

Kalim Al-Asim!

Hear me out: Kalim's bright and cheerful personality would complement your "sweet girl" and patient demeanor. He has a naturally uplifting aura, which would counterbalance any stress or negativity.

Kalim is very open with his emotions and thoughts. This aligns well with the user’s dislike of being kept in the dark and preference for clear communication in a relationship.

Like you, Kalim is known for his kindness and desire to help others. He would likely appreciate and reciprocate the acts of service and quality time that the user values as love languages.

Both you and Kalim have a laid-back and calm approach to life. Neither are prone to anger, and both prefer seeing the good in people. Though Kalim's optimism can become naivete at some points, so I hope you're aware enough to know when someone's trying to take advantage of him.

Kalim loves vibrant and lively environments, including lush greenery, which ties well with your passion for plants and flowers. Also Kalim is open-minded and would likely be fascinated by your interest in entomology and biology.

As for your relationship dynamics, Kalim's carefree personality wouldn't be overly clingy, respecting your need for alone time. Also Kalim's inability to hide his feelings would provide the open communication you desire in a partner.

Overall a happy relationship

[waywardsou2]

I have so much to gush about from Our Life: Beginnings and Always.

I originally played this game a few months ago but my laptop shit itself and I lost all my progress. I got up to just before the end of stage 2. I'm currently about to start stage three and I love everything has happened so far

SPOILERS BELOW 👇

- The scene when Cove first shows up on your window was so much fun and really cute and I love how often it happens after that

- I like how much he relies on you for things and how often he comes to see you

- I like when Cove gets back from his trip with his mum and he's just sitting in your window (the CG is gorgeous)

- Spending the day with Derek and Cove was so much fun. Derek is so cute

- When you get to talk with Cove about your sexualities it's such an important but very casual conversation. It's not awkward and it feels respectful

- It's so nice seeing how much reader and Cove love and care for each other and I really really hope they get to live together in the end

- I like how there are the options to imitate more intimacy. (For people who picked the hard option) The car scene is so cute

- I like the reality of waiting for each other to get comfortable. Like when you and Cove share the bed he gets nervous but eventually gets back in once you give him a moment. It's so sweet.

(But also some of the more teasing options sometimes seem mean)

-The art is also really beautiful, whoever worked on it should be given awards for their work.

I really love this game, even if it makes me a little sad that it's not real. Because I feel like all that has developed between MC and Cove is really beautiful and even though it's had it's ups and downs it really is what I would to have in my own life...that's so strange but I get attached to media so this is normal to me.

I don't think I'm hyper fixed on the game just because of the way it is. But I'm really inspired and I really want to create something like this or even just write a story with some art for this...it's beautiful.

[awayellis]

🌿🔵 Not So Berry Gen 9 & 10 Green/Blue Gen Update + Time Travel Event 🔵🌿Part 4

TW: 💀💀💀

Hi Simmers! 👋Hortenzie’s day started off pretty normal... until she got swept up in an unexpected time-traveling event. 🤯 One minute she’s tending to her plants, the next she’s chatting with Emit, who looked very stressed about “something missing.”

I couldn’t help but laugh because—right behind them—a sim was standing around with no pants. 😂 Hortenzie, being the curious and chaotic soul she is, was more focused on Emit himself though. He’s kinda cute, and according to her moodlet? Extremely attractive. 😏 Time-travel romance in the cards, maybe?

Back home, the chaos was alive and well. Jett was hyper-focused on his painting skills, cranking out what the game generously called masterpieces. (Honestly? Just random squiggly lines—but hey, I’m proud, and those paintings are going on the wall 😂).

Meanwhile, Maxmilian decided to one-up everyone’s creative endeavors by... oh, you know, casually developing a game called "Life by You." Just your everyday casual Sims-level meta moment. 😅

Hortenzie was fully dedicated to the time-travel event, hopping between different places, gathering clues, and even spending hours digging through dusty books in the library. 📚 Things were going smoothly... until they weren’t.

One of the event goals? Ask an elder sim about time travel. Easy enough, right? Hortenzie figured, why not call Maxmilian’s mom, Svatoslava? They met up, chatted for a bit, and just when it seemed like Hortenzie was about to get some solid info... BAM 💀 Svatoslava dropped 💀 right there on the spot.

Cue utter chaos.

And of course, because my game can’t help itself, the Grim Reaper showed up, casually opened my PC, and broke it while browsing the web. 🖥️ Thanks a lot, Grim.

Hortenzie? Still determined. Emit better appreciate this effort because I think Hortenzie deserves a vacation after all this nonsense. 😅

[yuandgames]

if I hear that girls enjoy sim or hyper casual games ever again smh

I’m currently reading a book on narrative design in games. There’re some thoughts on player classifications (mentioning both Bartle’s taxonomy and Jesse Schell’s ideas). I do understand that those are just theoretical concepts that were created solely for game developers. And slightly outdated too.

But I can’t just ignore it anymore. Again, these ideas are not a call to action but rather a reference. But I’m curious whether real developers really stick to any of this stuff.

I mean Pac-Man was developed to attract teenage girls. It’s ‘kawaii’ and doesn’t involve any violence. It was extremely popular. And it was developed like in 70s.

So isn’t Pac-Man a 40 year old proof of the fact that girls presumably don’t play games because they are, in fact, all made for boys? Hear me out there: girls and boys may enjoy different stuff BUT most of the games are made exclusively for boys (at least having them in mind as a key audience). Thus, statement that girls don’t play games is incorrect from the very beginning. It’s just they are not heard or anyhow represented in the industry.

And I’m not even talking about gender socialization which obviously has the greatest impact on today’s situation.

Girls do play games. They are just excluded from gaming beforehand.

Id love to hear any ideas on it

[awisetoad]

some opinions, in no particular order:

Halsin is, without question, a service top

Astarion is a Dom, fullstop, until SEVERAL years into marriage and when he might finally be comfy letting you take the wheel

Gale is absolutely a service switch, always happy to be serving or subbing

Gale also would 1000% be bomb af at StarCraft Brood War.

See, he gives me old-school slightly hipster energy. I could see him never falling out of love with the game, and casually following the pro scene and developing his strat over something like 25 years. He'd get hyper into the numbers about it because he's such a fucking nerd for the data. He'd be pretty damn good, but just shy of going pro bc he's got other ambitions and it's just a hobby he goes way too hard into occasionally. He might dabble in some of the newer shit like MOBAs for funsies, but he absolutely mains like fucking Protoss, probably.

when he's not playing chess, obv, because he's also phenomenal at chess and let's be real sc is kind of just super complex internet chess to a point

[nishloves]

my rant

tw: talks about weight increase, low self-esteem, moderate anxiety, procrastinating tendencies. this is also extremely long.

i just really need to talk/vent about it.

the worst part about being a "casual" gamer is, you never know when you might get addicted with it. i play genshin and CoD, while cod doesn't interest me as much anymore and i only ever played genshin for like twice a month but recently- genshin has been taking over lol, i played 3 hours of genshin alone yesterday and mind you- i've already finished all the archon (main) quests and i'm still playing it!!! (this is called procrastination)

and this is not just limited to computer games no, i once was obsessed with aerobics gymnastics and was practising it all around my house (before corona struck and i physically became unable to do many tricks cue *decreasing flexibility/strength/stamina and everything after i got sick. after aerobics, my hyper-fixation was basketball and i would play it for around 2-3 hours everyday, my body slowly started getting better and my love for sports and gym was ignited again but then i entered into the senior year of my school and i had to inevitably focus more on my studies because i still can't see myself being an athlete/sportsperson even though i really love sports.

now, i was a science major in my high-school (my core were - phy, chem and bio) and i had always been a hardworker but i started getting burnt out, the more i strayed away from staying active and being fit, the more of couch potato i became. i somehow started studying nicely again, but got corona in sept.2022 and was on bedrest for two weeks, my schedule was a mess again. during that time, it were only my high-school extracurriculars (anchoring, debating, basketball, student council) which were keeping me happy along with a few friends (who in future became insecure of everything i was doing and shut me off by calling me "fake", that shit hurt.) and because i had missed 2 weeks of school and was already behind the syllabus by myself because of improper time management, so i developed anxiety- i only realised this after i had a mental breakdown in school for 2 minutes which i wasn't able to control instantly. (my anxiety is moderate and i don't need any medicines for it- i just need to keep my schedule productive and avoid procrastination.) i realised that i was quite behind and that i needed to do something so i did, i shut myself off and studied for 3 months without any outside exposure or anything- but that made me gain weight, from a 54kg 5'7 girl, i went on to a 68kg and because i got sick just immediately after, my weight increased to 70kgs. now, don't get me wrong- i love my body, i still like the way i look but, i don't feel healthy and i don't think you can understand how nerve-wrecking it is for a person who could run 5km without a worry pant after 500m. it was really... and i mean really heart-braking, more than my weight gain, it was my inability to do anything which made me more and more insecure about myself.

my anxiety, my newly acquired low self-esteem were adding fuel to my already procrastinating tendencies.

now. that is the main issues- i am a procrastinator, and for some reason i'm unable to fully get out of it and i get even more anxious when my days are going unproductive which they are!

i didn't score bad in my high-school finals, my scores of normal college entrance exams were good enough to fetch me into a top 3 college of our nation for b.sc but- i didn't want that. even though all my other exams went well, i seriously fucked up my medical entrance examination. i thought to take a drop year but im seriosuly scared because i don't think i did anything fruitful this year and i just feel like i wasted an year of my life and my main exams are in 4 months and im really really getting stressed out because the selection rate is only the top 1-2% among 2 million applicants, talk about competition lmao.

see, i am aware that i can do it, i don't know if it is arrogance or optimism but i know that if i really do give it all- my blood, sweat and tears and everything- i know that i'll do better, i will be able to score enough to get a medical college- but the thing is, i feel like i am scared to start and i don't want to be.

i want to- i need to work hard to better than my present-self, i need to work out to get my stamina, strength and flexibility back. and even if i fail- i atleast worked hard, i just don't want to regret anything which i am doing, i need to get out of this slump and i need to convince myself to get up and atleast try everyday. because i seriously seriously think that regret is probably the worst emotion you could feel and i don't want to spend my life regretting my decisions.

i just- had to get it off my chest lol. thankyou for reading this all.

i promise you, i'll be a great doctor one day and will clear this exam with every courage i am able to muster.

i guess... that is all? have a nice day and take care of yourself!

[basedkikuenjoyer]

Sophomore year of college for me when the fifth generation dropped, so now we're really seeing the nostalgia aspect bloom. And this is why I respect Unova making a gutsy decision. Whole new cast of Pokemon. Especially when we've had three gens establishing the rough 50/50 mix of old and new I like. But it was easy enough to buy in when I saw the most beautiful starter choice. I take the grass type, that's it. Serperior is my favorite of all of em. Chandelure is also a favorite introduced here and I think the Unova Pokemon are well designed.

Speaking of, Unova is a fun region. Based on the US, very metropolitan vibes. Excellent stuff and well designed to give you a good post game. I also really liked at the time how it got over some of the old "bullshit" features. Reusable TMs were awesome here! And like, yeah it still feels super over-the-top like Gen 4 but N's whole hyper-PETA angle was worth it. Finally we see someone acknowledge the cockfight RPG.

Like Gen 4 I played this one when it came out and sorta just moved on. But I do have a lot more respect for this fifth outing. Fittingly for a series who's first entry was so clearly inspired by Dragon Quest V, Black/White really do feel like the end of the classic era of Pokemon. Don't mistake that as me waxing nostalgic for some lost Golden Age though either.

Like so much other nerdy pop culture stuff, this was the era most fandoms had to come to terms with how toxic the environments can be. I'm glad the edgy trend breaks here. It's nice to have all these features and stuff to play with other people and have post game challenges...but not when they're gated behind a bunch of mechanics that take a lot of time and the developers don't like to fully acknowledge. The problems here are similar as ones you'd see with Skyrim or Smash Bros. Brawl, it felt almost like a black or white choice between appealing to gamers or casuals.

[bcnes]

GET TO KNOW ME MEME

NAME — august PRONOUNS — she/her, sometimes he/him SEXUALITY — lesbian SINGLE / TAKEN — taken for almost 8 years

THREE FACTS

— i grew up in a cult for like 16 years! in brighter news i also did ballet and softball for most of those years and got to go to a lot of regional / state championships and on dance tours which was really fun :) — i was a disney cast member when cov*d first hit the states and let me tell you that is one of those experiences you can't ever begin to explain to people — i went to college for game design. i dont hate myself to work in the game design industry

EXPERIENCE

HOW LONG — god since like. elementary school? 6th grade at the very least WHAT PLATFORMS — i started out on hyper-specific rp forums (like warrior cats 💀) and private threads with friends over gmail ims and oovoo and skype. eventually moved to dreamwidth, then twitter, and then finally here BEST EXPERIENCE — can i be honest. dreamwidth. i love the forum structure a lot when it comes to replies, liked how easy and unobtrusive it was to use icons, liked having soooo many sandbox games readily available and i fucking adored murdergames which were really really common over there. structure-wise nothing has ever come close for me. tumblr has had the best People on it by far, though. i met most of my friends on twitter rp and thats the absolute Only word of praise i can give that experience

MUSE TYPE

FEMALE OR MALE — i used to have a pretty even split but my roster has been leaning more primarily male as of late because i've fallen into a really specific musetype FLUFF , ANGST OR SMUT — i don’t write smut and of the other two i think i prefer angst because i love character growth and developing dynamics. but you always got to have a good stint of fluff in-between just for the sake of casual fun threads you know PLOTS OR MEMES — i love both but mostly do memes just because i'm bad at plotting but i DO really want to actually. try. to plot out some long-term shit...... eventually............... LONG OR SHORT REPLIES — my replies never stay short unfortunately BEST TIME TO WRITE — i work from home half the time and if i'm uninvolved in a meeting you'll catch me doing replies throughout the morning. i tend to not have much energy later at night and usually use my weekends for other shit ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S) — it depends on the muse but i tend to write relatively hotheaded characters and i am, as we all know, an aries. there's some shared attitudes there

TAGGED BY — ellie *kisses on the mouth platonically* TAGGING — if we havent talked much before You Should Do This

[kinopioa]

In a state of curiosity, I've decided to look at how each writer in Archie writes Sonic pre Flynn. Note I'll be talking about the title character, not the others unless relevant

-Michael Gallagher

Much like a good chunk of early Archie, his writing for Sonic is fairly comedic, and casually breaks the forth wall for promoting other media. Sonic is seen with a fairly big ego, though is contained. He typically rises to immediate action, is wisecracking, energetic though not overly hyper

That said, he can be stupidly nerfed at times. Since Gallager also drew early on before Spaz came around, and used to work at MAD magazine, this makes sense

Something interesting, stories were extrenely Sonic focused before issue 23. The rest of the FF and Tails didn't really do anything, other than maybe contribute to gags. It's in a way worse than Satam where tech prowess was useful some cases, though does mean Sonic is more forefront and center

Though given more characters from games coming, as well as more writers coming meant that this to pass. Interestingly, he seemed to like Tails after issue 20, and Sonic is reflected in acknowledging that. Likely cuz of AoSTH being popular (I sadly can't say because of games given how superficial references are)

....however with the development of the FF, it lead to Michael pulling a "hero was accused or criticized for stupidity" story multiple times...

This way of gag based or typical cartoon writing left archie for main stories as we now know after issue 50, though Michael didn't really move on. As such, he was designated to doing many Off Panel jokes

A lot sucked

Overall, his Sonic is ok, just too stupid at times. But the bigger issue is he can't really focus on more than 1 character in a story contributing, so they end up being cheerleaders or victims or jerks. So while Sonic isn't too scuffed compared to games, he's a page stealer

At the very least he does like his friends, bar the early Antoine conflict, though it's nowhere as bad as Satam where he bullies him @randomthefox

This post will be updated later to link other writers;