#I love teagen you have no idea

[notkirbiinut]

posh

[autumnthorns]

Looey is meant for survival.

You get hit, you get faster.

It's a better poppy (who is best girl btw) who is meant to be a survivalist.

Just because a toon has high movement speed does not mean they are ment for distracting.

I believe this is what qwel was trying to do with this toon.

None of the "distractors" were ment for that.

But instead of fighting about it i think you should just let people play the game how they want.

You wanna use a survivaliat as a distracter then you can

(I like using teagen to save people especially on higher floors)

You wanna use a "distractor" as an extractor? You can.

I asked my brother about this one. He has never interacted with dandy's world.

Now this is important he's a huge OverWatch fan.

He asked me a simple question.

"Are there assigned roles in game?"

No, no there aren't.

Qwel lets us play the characters how we want.

We want to make a survivalist a distractor we can do that we want to make a distractor an extractor we can do that we want to make an extractor a distractor we can do that.

Qwel isn't setting limits for us and gave us trinkets to change the game (literally)

I hate people who harass others for not carrying. I used to love playing goob but I got distractor burn out.

It's boring running in circles all the time and dying so miserably.

After doing it for so many floors on end especially with a group of people who extract so slow it gets tiring.

At some point i played with a friend.

I looked at my screen and I had 400 something and didn't think it was anything new. But when my friend told me they had 1200 something. My jaw dropped.

In that moment i realized... Distracting wasn't worth it. So i stopped

Im now a retired distractor who still loves goob very much but never uses him.

With how people are recently using "distracters" as "extractors" im thinking of trying something new and getting back into goob.

My love for goob and hate for distracting is what made me disdain and distance myself from the distractor role and subsequently pebble.

While pebble was my first main with 100% research. I never bought him for that reason.

I now have everything but pebble.

And i feel like it's a waste to buy him.

Not because of looney but because of the idea that a distracter is necessary

I played as a distractor since the game came out. So I obviously have skills evading twisted.

Those skills mostly came from solo runs and identity v which has a lot of dead by daylight themes, which in turn made me a good distractor.

When I join pro runs most if not all of the team dies before we make it to floor 5.

They're so used to distractors that they feel like it's necessary and acting entitled.

Because of this they suck at evading twisted.

When you distract, your babying other players.

I believe distractors should become less of a thing and only be reserved for newer players (who have played a few rounds with no distractors so they can appreciate distractors and not harass them)

Or

For runs/challenges that requires a distractor like long runs

Intermediate and advanced players should not have distactors as that halts their growth.

Distractors should either act as training wheels for new players or as a means to an end for "pro" players

Thank you for coming to my ted talk

[shep-writes]

The Queen for a Kingdom, Ch. 1

Fandom: Dragon Age Character(s): f!Cousland, Alistair Theirin, Nathaniel Howe, Velanna, Bethany Hawke, Sigrun, Oghren, The Architect Pairing(s): Alistair/f!Cousland, Nathaniel/Velanna Rating: T Genre: Romance/Angst Warnings: N/A Language: English Summary:  The Hero of Ferelden is missing. With the Divine Conclave fast approaching, tension is mounting between the mages and templars, especially in Redcliffe where a whole host of rebel mages has taken refuge. However, with the Blight finally starting to take hold of her beloved King, the Warden Queen finds that her fate lies down a different path than that of the rest of Thedas. A/N: N/A Read On: fanfiction, AO3 Chapter: 2/? Chapter Title: N/A

“The King is coming.”

Those were the words that greeted Miri as she threw open the doors to Vigil's Keep, lightning flashing in the distance as the sky wept. It was a cold, dreary rain, the sort that chilled one to the bone and gave them the sort of sickness from which they did not recover.

Breath clouding in front of her thin, colorless lips, Miri cast off the damp hood that shadowed her face, Nathaniel Howe—the man that had spoken to her upon her arrival—jumped, no doubt startled by her ghastly appearance. Miri could only imagine what she looked like—little sleep, dark circles ringing eyes that had once been the deep green of an emerald but now resembled the sickly yellowish hue of dying grass, skin pale and stretched thin over blue-black veins.

“Andraste's tits,” she heard Nathaniel gasp.

Purposefully ignoring the slip, the former Warden-Commander shook her hair loose, brow furrowing. “Of course he's coming. The fool.” There was no animosity in her voice, no real bite, and if one had looked at her for a moment, just that one moment, they would have seen the hard lines brought on by her frown soften.

A flash of golden hair, the echo of innocent laughter, a hawk perched on a branch—

“Miri.”

Miri shook her head, brought back to the present by Nathaniel's voice and the rapidly cooling trickle of something warm leaving her nose. Swiping her hand across her mouth, she wiped away the stark reminder of why she was there at Vigil's Keep, away from her beloved.

“When you said—I had no idea—” Nathaniel broke off abruptly, taking Miri's blood-covered gauntlet in his hands before she could tuck it away behind her back out of sight. His bright blue eyes narrowed in concern as he raised her hand up, exposing it to the light of the torches in the great hall. “Maker.”

Miri fought the urge to squirm, not needing or wanting his sympathy. He would be suffering alongside her soon enough; he'd dealt with more Darkspawn in his life than she had, traveled farther into the Deep Roads, and Blight or not, she'd only really been exposed to the creatures during her brief travels and short stint as Warden-Commander afterwords. But Nathaniel...he'd spent the past decade hunting them while she'd been holed up in Denerim, sitting on a throne.

“Miri...”

Wrenching herself free of his grasp, refusing to meet his empathetic gaze, Miri headed in the direction that she remembered lead to the stables. She must have been correct, for it wasn't long before Nathaniel quietly fell in beside her, shortening his steps to match her smaller stride. It was a mite infuriating to Miri—she was walking as briskly as she could without running and waking the entire Keep with the clanking of her armor, yet the man still outpaced her—but she pushed the irritation aside, focused instead on the larger task that lay before her.

Despite knowing otherwise, that Anders had left long ago, that Justice was now one with him, Miri was surprised that she did not see Ser Pounce rounding a corner with the mage hot on his trail, Justice in turn following with a sort of fascination that such a large being would take comfort from something so small. She half-expected Sigrun to come chasing after the lot of them—cat, man and ghoul—bubbling to the brim with questions, Oghren's drunken bawl of a laugh ringing throughout the Keep's winding corridors.

A smile slipped across the Queen's face.

Velanna, of course, would be sitting in an alcove, somehow never far from the fray she tried so desperately to avoid, her nose in a book, a cross look on her face. Her perpetually down-turned mouth would pinch together unpleasantly, nostrils flaring in annoyance as the bumbling group of Ser Pounce, Anders, Justice and Sigrun wandered by, a caustic remark about their tomfoolery following them as they stumbled into the next room. And yet, when they were gone and the Dalish mage thought she was alone, she would grin to herself before snuggling up comfortably in the blanket Nathaniel had awkwardly gifted her, cheeks painted the lightest rose red.

This was all, of course, before Miri had left and their little family had dissolved. Miri did not miss those lonely nights when she slept alone, devoid of Alistair's comfort and warmth lest the Taint that ran through his veins be sensed by the other Wardens in the Keep and it be known that the King was not only a bastard but a Warden as well, but she did miss the motley group that had become as dear to her as her own flesh and blood.

She felt her hands curl into fists where they hung at her sides.

They—Alistair, Nathaniel, Anders, Sigrun, Oghren, Velanna—were why she could not fail, why she would not. She would save them all, save them from what she had cursed them with—an heirless kingdom, a gruesome death.

Miri's armored footsteps clinked against the stone as they maneuvered passage after passage, Nathaniel lighter on his feet and more at ease with creeping and lurking than she ever would be. There was the occasional flicker of flame, the opening and shutting of a door from far off in the castle, but that was all that could be heard, silence a wedge between the two companions that had shed blood, sweat and tears side by side once upon a time.

“Velanna,” Miri spoke at last. “You've found her?”

Out of the corner of her eye she saw the archer flinch and her heart twisted in agony for the raven-haired man. He had loved her—still loved her.

“Yes,” Nathaniel said after a pregnant pause. “Despite her intentions for me—us—not to, we've found her.”

“The Architect?”

Nathaniel nodded. “She's with him.”

“And Seranni?”

Nathaniel shook his head.

“….I see.”

Silence again reigned supreme between them as Miri digested this information. Velanna was alive and so was The Architect. Seranni may or may not be, but seeing as how The Architect was still in one piece and Velanna sighted with rather than against him…

“I wish you'd reconsider,” Nathaniel said, interrupting Miri's thoughts.

Miri blinked, a sad smile stretching her lips, and nudged his arm playfully. “Sorry, Nate. Sigrun's my rogue on this one. Where we're going, blades will be worth more than arrows. Why? Jealous?”

The rogue raised an eyebrow, giving the smaller woman a sideways glance. “Hardly. I've had enough of the Deep Roads to last a lifetime. I'd just feel better knowing you had someone competent with you.”

Miri's smile spread, became genuine, a spark lighting in her dead eyes. “So the truth comes out at long last. You think I'm incompetent, that years sitting on my behind dealing with stuffy nobles has dulled my blade.”

“I—that's not what—Miri.” Nathaniel's expression darkened reproachfully, though a hint of amusement could be seen gleaming in his eyes. “Your blade may have dulled, but your wit is sharp as ever, I see. Thank the Maker Darkspawn can be simply be insulted to death.”

The Queen broke out in laughter, damning the need for secrecy. She had missed this. She had missed him. The pair stopped walking as she broke out in a raucous cacophony of joy, her nerves frayed at the end and welcoming this bit of a diversion. Nathaniel stood still as a statue, only moving to support his former Warden-Commander as she rested her head against his breastplate, tears slipping from her eyes and dotting the floor.

“Nathan...” Her voice wavered.“I want you to know, I—”

“Don't,” Nathan cut her off. “Don't you bloody say it.”

Miri clamped her mouth shut. Not many could get away with ordering her around like that—Queen or not—but there had been too much they had been through together for her to be angry with him.

“Are you sure you can handle him?” she asked instead.

“The King?” Nathaniel scoffed. “If it was the other way around—you coming after him—then I'd be worried.”

Miri snorted. “Yes. I suppose that's true.”

At last they reached the door that led to the stables.

“I'm missing a mage from this little expedition of mine. Too bad you're not a mage,” Miri quipped as Nathaniel put a hand on the wooden door.

Nathaniel grinned. “Not quite. I've got you a mage, from Kirkwall.” Miri raised an eyebrow. “A former Ferelden, no less.”

“Oh?”

Nathaniel pushed open the door and Miri's eyes fell on a girl with long, curly, coal-colored hair that stood by a horse with bags hanging off its saddle, stroking it across the nose comfortingly.

“Miri!”

“Boss!”

At Sigrun's and Oghren's joyous shouts, the girl turned around, her amber eyes meeting Miri's.

“Miri, I'd like to introduce you to Bethany Hawke.”

/ /

Faster. He needed to go faster.

King Alistair spurred his horse onward with a kick. His knee twinged at the act and he suppressed a grimace; an old battle wound, nothing more. Just behind him he could hear his wife's beloved mabari panting hard, struggling to keep up with the stallion upon which he rode, and beyond that the clamor of his guardsmen on horseback. He hadn't intended for this entourage to follow him and he could still hear Bann Teagen's shouts ringing in his ears, commanding him—commanding him, the King of Ferelden!—to come back.

The bed had still been warm when he'd awoken with the gut feeling that something was very, very wrong. The letter he had found had proved his suspicions and he'd barely had the mind to throw on clothes before he'd stumbled out of his chamber with a ruckus that had woken the whole castle. As it was he'd forgotten his smallclothes and his pants were riding up uncomfortably, catching in all the wrong places.

Rain pelted him mercilessly with icy slaps across his face, but he did not slow, did not stop. He had to reach her before she was gone, before she left him and went to what would surely be her death.

She's Miriana Cousland-Theirin, slayer of Archdemons and things that go bump in the night. She'll be fine; she'll make it back from this, he told himself. Just let her go, let her do this. Trust her, as you've always trusted her before you hulking buffoon.

Yet he could not, would not let her go. He trusted her, trusted that she'd do everything in her power to make it back to him, and, Maker, was his wife fierce, but still…!

His heart raced as the landscape sped by, the road alternating between broken stone, grass, and rock. He was soaked to the bone, skin slick with perspiration and the heaven's tears, his breath coming in ragged puffs and gasps as his chest burned with fear.

The galloping hooves of his guards' horses faded as they fell more and more behind their frantic King, and even the mabari's slobbering pants grew distant. The steed beneath Alistair seemed to sense his urgency and feed on his terror, for never before had the former Warden ridden a beast so fast. Still, he feared it wasn't fast enough, and he choked at the thought, tears stinging his eyes.

“My love, wait for me. Please, please wait for me.”

[mygoldenmove]

(I sent to someone else because I didnt look at the url) but I wrote a review of Belladonna and somewhat briefly broke down each song (not to the degree which you did, which I must say I'm envious of how much you know linguistically about English and devices) but the point is: I took Bones lyrically as a sort of post-coitus confession of love. To put it lewdly, basically the dick was so good that she caught feelings. Would you say that's fairly accurate or do you have other thoughts on it?

Hey thank you for the compliment, Teagen! Haha.

Bones sounds like it could’ve been a Monkeys song if he let it get to that point, in my opinion. There are so many elements of it to me that are just obviously AT an James Ford, it’s a little silly. Like if you made it a little heavier…? Anyway.My interpretation of the song is that she is just completely in love with this person, and maybe it is post-sex that she sort of realizes these intense feelings. I think it’s also showing the strain of a relationship where the person is slightly out of reach at all times. Like she couldn’t text him and say “hey come over” because he’s far away. “While you’re here and long after you’re  gone…” For some reason, this to me seems to say while the guy/person is there, and while they’re gone like back on their side of the world. Falling in love within a long distance relationship. She’s sort of realizing through the song that she is actually in love with the person, but hasn’t said it out loud yet. “How’s it for you, baby?” To me what’s interesting about the song is that it’s insecure - it’s asking a question that is uncertain. If you look at it as Alex Turner’s song, since he wrote the lyrics, it’s a little bit like, uncharacteristic. Here’s this persona we know as confident and cocky saying ‘how is this for you? i’m totally in love with you.’

I’m not sure about the shawty line… I think AT just wanted to use the word shawty in a song and figured he could get away with it here. But let’s be real, we all know that if the Monkeys put out an entire record of Alex singing about laundry detergent, we’d be all in. So I might’ve debunked myself.I agree with what you’re saying though. There’s a sexual element to it in all different aspects. The first verse I think you can feel it, and the idea of this ache being in her bones. Also, for sure “And I have to say, I wake up in the mood…” The phrase in the mood, to me, always means sex. So I feel like that’s what it’s saying, but I could be wrong. 

[inscrvio-blog]

↠ HELLSTATE TASK 026. behind the mask

                     “ all you have is your F I R E                        & the place you need to reach                        don't you ever tame your demons                        but always keep 'em on a leash … ”

THE BASICS

Name: Noah Ashbury Codename: Tiresias Age: Eighteen Grade: 12th

THE GIFT

Power: Clairvoyance - the ability to discern people who are not in the observer's presence.

Limitations: Noah’s abilities are considered to be average. Upon thinking of a specific person or animal, he is able to visualize images of their current movements as well as pinpointing their exact location. If he does not personally know the person or have an idea of what they may look like, he is able to do the same thing by feeling objects that have once belonged to them. However, the object must be something of high importance for the individual. If it is something that the person is not highly attached to, his ability to pinpoint their location or visualize them is weakened. Of the desired individual is deceased, Noah’s abilities are weakened. The longer they have been dead, the less likely it is that his powers will be effective. 

HEADCANONS

His family is well-known rebels that fought for a world where the gifted ruled over humans. However, Noah’s parents did not agree with this idea and when the found out they were having a child of their own, ran away from their families.

Noah was born with the power of clairvoyance which was passed down from his father. From an early age, he was educated in his powers and how to control them and master them. Though, Noah never learned about his families’ past. 

Because his parents had left their families without word or warning, they try to remain low so that they can’t be found. Noah was sent to the school in case they were found. That way, he would be surrounded by those who could protect him. 

When he was in hiding with his parents, they took active roles in their community in order to blend in. Noah participated in local soccer, baseball, and soccer teams. 

He is well-known for his flirtatious attitude and words. Noah often has little to no control over what he says but he never goes too far and always knows when to stop or when his advances aren’t welcome. 

Noah is a troubled kid. He enjoys causing chaos and often finds himself in trouble. However, he rarely ever gets into trouble due to his charismatic demeanor and the promise that he won’t do it again. Of course, he always does and he senses that the school’s patience with him is wearing thin. 

RELATIONSHIPS

Cyra O’Neill - Frenemies. Cyra is moody and gets upset far too easily. Because of this, Noah finds it easy to mess with her. While it may seem cruel to any outsider that may be observing their interactions, the two know that they do not truly hate each other and anything said has no true meaning. 

Ethan Shaw - Mentor. Not many people bother to truly care for Noah. To most, he’s just another kid that causes trouble. However, Ethan has taken it upon himself to do more for Noah and take him under his wing. Whenever Noah is up to something bad or gets in trouble for talking too much in class, Ethan is quick to give him pep talks. 

Gaius Krauss - Close Friend. Noah has always been curious and what started out as a simple excursion around the school, quickly turned into the meeting of Gaius and Noah. He often sits in the kitchen and helps him out while blasting music and singing. 

Gwen MacLaine - Acquaintance. An athlete with no athletic ability, Noah often finds himself getting hurt. Bruises, scrapes and dislocated shoulders are nothing new to him. If he isn’t being active, he is usually with Gwen getting treated. He has grown fond of her and occasionally will go on with his flirtatious comments. 

Helena Maxey - Fascination. Noah has always been a curious soul and in a world like theirs, there is much to learn. Upon meeting Helena, he was instantly intrigued by her. From the way she spoke to the way she dressed, Noah has become determined to befriend her. 

Kat Willows - Close Friend. The two are close due to their love for Vinny, Kat’s kitted. The two act as though they are parents to the kitten and take their responsibilities very seriously. 

Olivia Staford - Friend/Flirtationship. Noah has never been shy when it comes to girls. Olivia happens to be one of his favorite targets. He enjoys talking to her and will often flirt with her. However, he primarily thinks of her as a friend. 

Ophelia Richards - Friend/Love Interest - What started as some innocent flirting quickly evolved into something more. He often thinks about making things official with her, but always gets cold feet and gives her some cheesy pickup line instead.

Rory Damiani - Close Friend. Rory is one of the only girls that Noah does not constantly hit on. He sees her as a sisterly figure and the two often end up running around the school, causing chaos but never getting into trouble.

Santiago Rivera- Close Friend/Roommate. Teenage boys love their fire and these two are no exception. They initially bonded over their love for it and after that, quickly became friends. Despite their difference in personalities, the two are very close and Noah considers him to be like a brother.

Sidney Hall - Close Friend. The two are well known for their flirtatious ways along with their mischevious antics. Together, they form a force to be reckoned with. Noah also assists Sidney whenever he needs to make Huan jealous.

Teagan Sanford - Close Friend. Noah can’t really imagine a life without Teagan. Just like most of his friendships, theirs include running around the school and causing chaos. They use their powers together to help locate the voices that Teagen hears. Noah refers to her as the Daphne to his Fred. 

[enemiestartedfriends]

All the questionssssss

1: Do you have a crush at the moment?i doooo on my lovely girlfriend

2: Have you ever been deeply in love?rn!!!

3: Longest relationship you’ve ever been in?the one i’m in rn, its been a year and 3 months

4: Have you ever changed for someone?not in a bad way?? i’ve changed for the better

7: Have you ever cheated?fuck no what kind of asshole cheats omg

8: Would you date someone who’s well known for cheating?definitely no

9: What’s the most important part of a relationship?communication and at the core of the relationship just being really really good friends that love each other

10: Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings?serious relationships dude

11: When you are dating someone do you believe in going on “breaks”?no if you have that many problems with someone that you think you need a break then its not gonna work out in the long run

12: How many people have you ever hooked up with?like one night stand hook up?? no one

13: What’s one thing you regret saying/doing in a previous relationship?being in the relationship my dude

15: Do you believe in the phrase “age is just a number”?no age shows maturity and maturity levels are a big deal with how you match up with someone

16: Do you believe in “love at first sight”?you can see someone and wanna get to know them

17: Do you believe it’s possible to fall in love on the internet?yeah i don’t see why not. if you love someone you love someone

18: What do you consider a deal breaker?smoking, cheating, abuse (obviously), and tbh if you smell bad i can’t deal

20: Are you currently in a relationship?yesss a v happy one :))

21: Do you think people who have dated can stay friends?it depends i think idk

22: Do you think people should date their friends?my girlfriend was my best friend before we started dating and she still is my best friend so yeah

24: Do you think love can last forever?you have to make it last its a promise to each other you gotta put in the effort

25: Do you believe love can conquer all things?yeah i think so

26: Would you break up with someone your parents didn’t approve of?LOL FAM NO MATTER WHO I DATE THEY’RE NEVER GONNA APPROVE

27: If you could go back in time and give yourself one piece of advice about dating what would it be?do not date the boy DO NOT DATE THE BOY DUMBASS

28: Do you think long distance relationships can work?if you put in the effort yeah

29: What do you notice first about another person?eyes, smile, laugh, and voice

30: Are you straight, bi, gay or pansexual?i am The Gayest

31: Would it bother you if your partner suffered from any mental illness?nah fam i ain’t no hypocrite

32: Have you ever been in an abusive relationship?technically?? i’d consider it abuse idk

33: Do you want to get married one day?yes yes yes yes YES

34: What do you think about getting your partner’s name tattooed?if you have like absolutely no doubts about them whatsoever then get a tattoo that represents them but i don’t think an actual name is the best idea

35: Could you be in a relationship without sex?yeah tf

37: What’s more important: Looks or personality?personality even though looks is usually what initially draws you in

38: Do you enjoy love films?they’re all so fucking hetero

39: Have you ever given anyone/received roses?i received roses once but by accident

40: Have you ever had a valentine?shoutout to jay for being my valentine two years running ily

41: What’s your imagination of a “perfect date”?snuggles and chicken nuggets and a movie with so many blankets or like going somewhere we’ve never been and taking pictures of everything we think is beautiful

42: Have you ever read “Romeo & Juliet”?its shit and stupid as hell

43: What’s more important: Your partner or your friends?they’re equal

44: Would you consider yourself “romantic”?idk i try

45: Could you imagine to date one of your current friends?what

47: Which “famous couple” is your favorite?john legend and chrissy teagen

48: What’s your favorite love song?sparks fly cuz it our song

49: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?lol no

55: Would you consider yourself “clingy”, “overly attached” or “jealous”?i am clingy as fuck i love affection but i’m not jealous like at all and i give space i just really like affection

57: Do you think it’s silly to consider suicide because of a broken heart?this is the stupidest shit and its emotional abuse and manipulation end of story

58: Are you the “dominant” or the “submissive” part in a relationship?i am such a sub

59: Have you ever forgotten important dates like your partner’s birthday or your anniversary?nope

61: Who’s more important: Your partner or your family?my family is moderately shite so idrk

63: Is watching porn while being in a relationship inappropriate?….that sounds like a thing thats between you and your SO

64: Do you think Valentine’s Day is overrated?i think its cute but it shouldn’t be the only day of the year that you actually put effort into your relationship. it should be like any other like date night or whatever that you would go on but it just also happens to br a day dedicated to it idk

65: Would you consider yourself a “cuddler”?I. CRAVE. AFFECTION.