#Idle Heroes Cheats

[yandere-wishes]

🌟Yandere!Superstar Who's the most sought-after man alive. He's renowned for his singing and the fastest up-and-coming actor of the century. 

🌟Yandere!Superstar Who's drawn to your innocence, your purity. A precious little star trapped in an endless ebony night. You shine so brightly as you sip on your Coca-Cola at the diner. Laughing away with your girlfriends. How simple and idle your life is, you have no need to keep up appearances or overdose yourself to keep sane. You're just so sweet, wrapped in a frilly pink blanket of simplicity. 

He envies you, truly he does...

🌟Yandere!Superstar who asks you out on a date in front of everyone. Who serenades you with one of his love songs, daring anyone to object. Takes you to the movies for your first date. Rambling excitedly about the new superhero flick that's just come out. He's all so pleasantly shocked when he finds out you also like comic book heroes. How he wishes he was really Superman, able to whisk you away to a hidden sanctuary in the snow. You get milkshakes after and he thinks he might be high off your laughter.

🌟Yandere!Superstar Who asks your father for your hand in marriage. Practically begs him. He'll do anything to keep you by his side. Anything to make you his. For the first time in your life, you detect fear in your father's voice as he agrees.

🌟Yandere!Superstar Who leaves you in his big mansion. Providing you with every luxury you could ever hope for. He even buys you a little furred companion to keep you company. He's off shooting a new movie and calls you every chance he gets. Your phone calls last for hours gossiping about his costars and the tyrannical new director.

🌟Yandere!Superstar who forbids you from going anywhere. Why would you ever want to leave the estate? From the swimming pool to the large exotic garden. There's literally no reason for you to ever step outside. Plus he needs you to be there when he calls, give him your full attention even when he's not physically present. 

🌟Yandere!Superstar who has his whole staff looking after you. Anything you crave it's served to you, and anything you want it's in your hands within the hour. He makes sure everyone treats you with utmost respect, better than any fairytale princess. It's such a shame he doesn't realize how isolated you feel, how depressed and lonely you are. Or maybe he does. Maybe it's all a ploy to make you crave his touch, his kisses, him. He needs you broken and needy by the time he gets back. 

🌟Yandere!Superstar who has morphed you into his perfect little doll. His darling pet. He dictates everything for you, from the makeup you wear to the color scheme of your outfits. Only the finest silks and jewels have the honor of gracing his baby's skin. Even your nightgowns are hand-picked by him. Don't you always want to look your best for your king?

🌟Yandere!Superstar, who starts taking you on the road with him when he's doing his tours. He can't stand having you so far away anymore. From now on, you'll always be by his side. 

🌟Yandere! Superstar who kisses you between shows. Needing to feel your body under him, to build up the ecstasy to perform. Locking you away in hotel suites close enough for him to always have access to. You're his drug. The dose that keeps him going. 

🌟Yandere!Superstar who's started keeping you in his trailer while he films. Making sure you know he's not cheating with any of his costars. Filling his trailer with things for you to do and making out with you every chance he gets between sets. He'll make sure you look your best for him. His babydoll. How could you ever think he'd be interested in anyone else?

🌟Yandere!Superstar who makes you straddle him or sit on his lap in every picture. He dresses you in the latest trends, while he wears his handmade suits. The world needs to know just who you belong to.  

🌟Yandere! Superstar Who forces you to help him with every song he writes just so you know they're all about you. Only you. He needs you to feel his devotion in your bones. To realize every note he hits is just for you. 

🌟Yandere! Superstar who will never ever let you go...

[qwertyprophecy]

Update on The Dark Queen of Mortholme!

Phase one is now essentially completed for art, code and dialogue. Onwards to phase two; because every good boss fight needs that part where the boss gets unhinged and gains a whole new set of attacks.

I too have chosen to be unhinged and made a design for the Queen's final form that gobbles up animation work hours like nothing I've done before with pixel art.

Concept sketches under the cut:

Initially I didn't have any ideas beyond doing a more monstrous design that amps up the Queen's features and takes cues from the shapes and colours of her original spell animations. However after writing the dialogue leading up to the transformation I immediately landed on a specific concept.

The transformation is an outburst. It's a manifestation of the Queen's terror and defiance towards her approaching death. She's unraveling, and in doing so she's channeling more of her innate violent power that she doesn't usually let out. She's essentially been having a long argument with the Hero about who they believe they are. Thus far she's gotten by being all smug and detached, but now she's losing and forced to reveal more of her true self to continue.

So her final form's design should convey 1. an outburst, and 2. the unraveling of a false front. Her base design's spikes, hair and skirt all erupt out into the wilder shape language of her shadowy spell-tendrils. They can handily be used to draw the eye from all directions towards the center of her chest, where I wanted to have this cracking pattern, like something hidden inside her is coming out. It's bright as if blindingly powerful, yet the cracks make her seem more damaged and vulnerable than her base form.

Continuing with the theme of an inner self showing through, the skirt's interior is also more visible than before. The flared jellyfish-esque shape connects with the deep sea vibe of the tentacles and contributes to the drama of a nonhuman silhouette.

A big thing for the silhouette is of course the massive hands. What's the thematic explanation for those? Absolutely nothing, I just think they look cool and dangerous.

Finally, lot of asymmetry was also introduced, both to increase the visual interest of such a large sprite, and to make her look like she's really losing it.

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A note on animating this monstrosity: I've been trying to come up with a whole lot of cheats to keep a complex sprite like this as animated as possible without spending the rest of my life making this game. Early on I decided she should float, just so her idle animation can also be a moving one.

Secondly, the sprite is cut up to pieces so that I can keep reusing the loop of the writhing tentacles while moving her hands, for example. This is not something I like doing because in believable animation, motion in one part of the body always affects the other parts of the body. Treating a character as one entire whole when animating will make them feel more tangible, but alas, it's a compromise to avoid spending a hundred years in pixel-pushing jail. Like, I would love to see those tendrils flutter around behind her as she swoops across the room for her attacks, but... it'll be a lot more reasonable to move her as little as possible and instead add oomph to her attacks with some effects animations.

Anyways thank you for reading about monstrosity, she might be a pain in the butt to move but she brings me joy

[salty-an-disco]

@birdmitosis made me think about all the voices wearing glasses, so I drew them all wearing glasses.

Ngl, had a lot of fun coming up with glasses designs that fit with these guys weird head shape lol

some notes:

Para is actually wearing goggles. She's terrified of losing/dropping the glasses, so she slapped prescription lens onto goggles and called it a day

Cheated has one of the lens missing, because of course she'd have

Stubborn snapped off one half of the glasses since it'd be useless with his missing eye

Skeptic is not beating the 'Scrooge McDuck Wannabe' allegations

Contra just becomes an old-fashioned cartoon the moment he puts on glasses. Will be doing that bouncing idle anytime they're just standing there

Hero got the honor of having the exact same glasses shape as mine cuz his my blorbo. His black eyes makes it look like sunglasses and I love that lol

Hunted is not putting those glasses on, no one can make it

[nights-at-crystarium]

Fragments - episodes 27-30 author notes

You can find similar breakdown posts on older episodes in my pinned!

I make these notes as I work on an episode, however, people have been so attentive and observant with their comments that I started a tag fragments feedback where we dive even deeper into themes and interactions in the comic. These comments are a blessing, often pointing out things that my own brain doesn't register.

Obligatory ShB spoiler warning.

Episode 27 begins with a chat about the original weapons that are merely a stylish-looking convenience for them ic and for me ooc, so that I don't have to draw them lugging their weapons around.

Essentia's just a name for Vivi's spear, not like the whole concept. I introduced it around the beginning of the ShB arc. Alisaie's weapons have no name yet, there's a possibility to do something cute referring to twins.. I shall think of it :3c

Look at this child being all smug for having been able to help recreating something previously thought unique, and, um, flirting.. In her own way.....

Vivi be like, sigh, "ah, back on her bs already... Better indulge her while she's still in a nice mood".

Alisaie's left arm's stronger than both Vivi's. As a dragoon he doesn't only use magic to amplify his jumps, if it works on legs, why not extend it to arms as well? Not unlike what monks do, minus the actual physical training. Basically he cheats with magic in real fights. A casual friendly duel isn't worth expending aether, so he only relies on his actual strength :'>

He also can't do friendly duels because his Echo only telegraphs hostile attacks. A friend would stop before his blade cuts him, so Vivi's kinda blind, only relying on his own average skill. A legendary hero that's no fun to spar with if you're remotely competent.

..Which has no negative effect on Exarch's fanboyism.

Several people said they look forward to said sparring session, and I felt like I failed them because I had no plans to follow through with this. Then I thought some more.. Do we mean every little thing we say or think? Sometimes it's just distracted nonsense. If every action and word were hooks/setups for the story, it'd feel artificial. This's just my opinion, but some scenes have to have idle chatter and musings for realism.

Vivi and Alphi look like door-to-door salesmen, yet the Chais are buying multiples of whatever they sell.

This's a looooooongg post, under the cut we go~

A random thing that thematically belongs here, but didn't make it in the comic: Vivi ended up being more freaked out by Eulmore than Amh Araeng.

Feo "privacy breach" Ul :> They greet each other so casually that it's clear, this's far from being the first time.

One of my personal fav panels so far. People loved the "crystal mystel" so much but I can't take credit for that! My brain's full of soup that's a mix of everything canon and my own generous additions, but I THINK one of the pixies calls him that ingame, sometime post 5.0.

You probably didn't know that you needed more Exarch and Feo Ul interactions till now, I've got you covered. Their scenes will take time to trickle in, but they EXIST and go back as far as their first meeting.

Exactly what happened.

One more episode where Vivi doesn't utter a word, but it doesn't feel like that.

Tank!Exarch fanclub, +1 member. Vivi's pleasantly surprised by the sudden shift in Exarch's demeanor. He genuinely admires him here. "Lead me anywhere daddy".

Ready for a guild wars 1 (one!) joke? No? I'm making it anyway. Lyna casts gaze of contempt (effect: removes enchantments on target foe)

She's such a good daughter with great intuition. She feels uneasy about this way before Vivi feels anything at all. He just looks. Perceives. He has eyes, dammit! And Exarch has those stupid sexy sandals and shiny crystal arm and stylish flowy robes and he's generally kinda cool? It's official, it has begun: Vivi's attracted to Exarch here.

Zooming in super close to bring your attention to his thigh gap <w<

A closeup for the hell of it C: His eyes have a natural faint glow that's just there, it doesn't mean anything, like, genuinely.

Vivi tries to appease Lyna. He has no idea why she keeps glaring at him, probably still not trusting a stranger. He uses his charm as a casual manipulation. Unfortunately, Lyna falls for it. For now.

As per msq, Exarch's kneeling, not collapsing (although that would've been just as fitting tbh). While still not trusting him too much, Vivi slowly begins to respect a reputable ruler and a skilled fighter, and WHY IS HE KNEELING MY LORD GET UP?! Vivi hates being treated like some sort of a messiah. That pushes him further inside the box of being a mythical figure, and denies his humanity.

Normal colors and lighting!! For one episode....

The scene on the left isn't meant to feel cozy and inviting, while the right one is. Sickly, cold, washed out colors vs darker and warmer ones. I'm putting a lot of thought into this, just wanted to celebrate it a lil C:

Episodes 28-29 show Vivi and Exarch's ways of handling unexpected personal hostility. Vivi casually whips out a V and a silly grin, while Exarch.....

He tried, okay?!

A thing on their positioning in this scene that I didn't plan consciously, it just happened: Exarch's framed by the Crystarium, appearing more aligned with it, while the elf pile's surrounded by an idyllic natural frame. Something something about the greenery meaning life, and Exarch looking a bit out of place here.

This's our first, but not last encounter of an imagination theater :>

The dragons are goofy on purpose. Well, sort of. I can count on one hand the amount of times I drew non-humanoid creatures, and the tone here doesn't demand anything super serious from me. Also it makes sense in-character, Exarch probably never saw a dragon up close.

Take a good look at this lil shit. I indulged in illustrating his badass moment before pointing the "camera" away for a while. We're heading into the Il Mheg arc that lasts for months and has no cats ;w;

Vivi's iconic Protagonist Grin >:D

Also, Ryne. Just to keep your expectations grounded: while I personally like her, she has no relevance in this story, and very little screentime. I'm currently having Eden raid brainworms, might write a scene or two related to that, but we're talking many years into the future. Until then, she doesn't do much.

ShB cast's diverse and extremely fun to explore, but if I went on tangents the comic would literally never progress. Gotta be honest, I'm already terrified that some readers might drift away before reaching the wolgraha part of this wolgraha comic. I don't wanna rush OR dilute the main plot too much, if that makes sense. Also, just like in real life, you probably don't form perfect connections with every member of your social circle, some people grow closer than others. Vivi has next to no connection to Minfilia/Ryne, he also stays away from little girls after one of those ended up becoming his lifelong problem *snorts and points at Alisaie*

Desires, and feasting on them? A dungeon meshi nod? More likely than you think.

Feo Ul, sprawled out on his chest like that, visually resembles a burning heart.

Emet antithesis :3c

Imagine loving your pet so much that you let him do this. Feo Ul isn't moved by the physical act AND the joking accusation.

While seemingly slacking for a dozen episodes, Vivi formed bonds with Feo Ul and Ardbert, and thus secured the future of the two stars. Now he has friends that aren't his coworkers first and foremost, that he genuinely wants to fight for. This's what makes him tick as a hero: a quiet plea of a friend, not even asking him directly, a stark contrast to being dragged around and cried at for help. If Vivi's introduction to an entity (person/group of people) is "they suffer, they need help", he shrugs it off. Everyone suffers and needs help, he can't split into thousands of vivis to please them all.

He's only truly motivated to help, or empathizes with those who he gets to know through other means. Take Ardbert, his strange behavior on the Source, then reintroduction that's confusion and companionable snark, but not wailing for help. And Feo Ul, they hang out with him just because, they're safe.

He may not run off to fight the local Lightwarden this instant, but when he gets around to it, he's earnest for a change.

This's all I have for now, thanks for reading!!

[lilc77]

Just some random thoughts about married SephTi:

I had a revelation at 3am about married Sephiroth and Tifa (not sure where it came from) reading FanFiction about themselves. Sephiroth comes home to find Tifa engrossed in her phone. She acknowledges him and speaks to him but she is glued to her phone. He wonders how he should feel if he finds out that she's watching porn so he decided to ask trying to be funny.

Sephiroth: Hey, hon. Watching porn?

Tifa (responses without looking up): No, reading it.

Sephiroth: Pardon?

Tifa: I'm reading it.

Sephiroth: Reading it. Huh. Not sure how to respond to that. Is it any good?

Tifa: Totally. Especially how Genesis have you going speechless. Oh and Angeal eventually joins the fun

Sephiroth: Excuse me?! What kind of trash are you reading?

Sephiroth snatches her phone and reads the smutty yaoi fanfiction. His face scrunches and tosses the phone back to her. Tifa stifles a laugh.

Sephiroth: FanFiction. Should've known. Shouldn't be reading trash like that. Where did you find that?

Tifa: I heard a few talk about it and I was just curious.

Sephiroth: If you were so curious, you should've came straight to the source. I would've indulged my lovely wife. Besides, if you had such time for idleness, you can go to the training room with me. I'll be more than happy to give you a workout, Mrs. Lockhart. And stop hanging out with Zack and Genesis. They're corrupting you.

Tifa: Oh? Is that so, Mr. Lockhart.

Sephiroth approaches Tifa and kisses her before sitting down behind her on the couch.

Sephiroth: Who wrote that garbage anyway?

Tifa: Your devoted Fanclub members and a few underground students/cadets.

Sephiroth (sighs): Figures. Just so you know Mrs. Lockhart, there's a few out there about you too.

Tifa: Noo? What? Where?

Sephiroth grins widely. He takes her phone and types then hands it back to her. She reads and peruses a few FanArts.

Tifa: What? Oh my God? Wait, that's actually a really great picture of me. Hey! My boobs aren't that big?!

Sephiroth laughs.

Sephiroth: What's wrong, my dear? Didn't like what you found? Maybe you shouldn't have opened Pandora's box.

Tifa: How did you know about this?

Sephiroth: Not important. More importantly, if you're going to indulge in trash like that, you might as well read the good ones.

Tifa: What do you mean?

He asks for her phone again. She hands it to him. He types and hands it back to her. She reads a FanFiction about them.

Tifa: What is this?

Sephiroth: Apparently, we have a fan.

Tifa: What do you mean?

Sephiroth: Read their pen name.

It reads "Number1F@n".

Tifa: Do you know who it is?

Sephiroth: I do not. But apparently, they're someone close enough to get an inside scoop.

Tifa: What do you mean?

Sephiroth: Go to Volume 2, Chapter 23, 5th paragraph. The way the Hero proposed to the Heroine sounds very familiar don't you think? Sounds a little too close to home?

Tifa: The only ones who know are Angeal, Genesis, Zack, Barrett, and a select few who I know wouldn't say anything. I did tell Cissnei but she wouldn't dare write about it.

Sephiroth: Hmm. Anyway, you should give it a read. You have some catching up to do. There's already 3 Volumes. I'm currently on the 3rd.

Tifa: 3 Volumes?! How?! What?!

Sephiroth: Mmm-hmm. It's very good and very detailed. It even has our little tiffs in there. Oh and apparently you're cheating on me with Angeal.

Tifa (stifles laughter): What?!

Sephiroth: Yeah. Don't worry, I told him that I would castrate him and set Meteor down on him if he ever thinks about touching you. He said he wouldn't have expected any less. Though there are some scenes I would love to recreate with you, Mrs. Lockhart.

Tifa: Oh?

Sephiroth: Mmm-hmm. Let me know when you get to Chapter 18. You really should get to reading.

Tifa: When did you have time to read this?

Sephiroth: Only once in a blue moon.

Flashbacks to a few instances of Sephiroth reading on the train en route to a mission, in his office where he's thought to be reading mission reports, during Hojo's scientific ramblings, during Lazard's meeting, while hanging out with Genesis and Angeal, on the couch with Tifa asleep on him, etc.

In the meanwhile, on the other side of Shinra HQ:

Tseng types on his laptop. He's currently working on Volume 4 under his pen name "Number1F@n". Satisfied with the end of his chapter, he closes his laptop for the night and decides to call it a night.

[faroreskiss]

The Power of Understanding / Part 3 (v2)

Read on Ao3

Rewirrten v2 on 2023/09/10

Cheat Sheet

Chapters: Pilot, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9

Summary: You have been with the Chain for a while now, as their "scholar" and translator. You know everything about them, because you are from our world. But do they know the truth about how you can understand everyone? Warnings: For this chapter, mention of depression and depressive attacks. Homesickness.

In this chapter: Some background info about your relationship with Wild, before you were thrown into the chain.

Some Wild x Fem!Reader fluff! Hints at poly situationships.

As you laid down on the roof of the stable in the Lon Lon Ranch under a moonlit night, you thought back to the first time you "world-hopped", and the things that it led to with Link & Zelda.

What happened between you and Link? (and Zelda, for that matter). During your two years in their Hyrule, which you practically just appeared on the floor of the ruins of the Temple of Time, not that much.

They took you in, took you to the four Great Fairies to enhance your learning speed (with a little drop of Triforce of Wisdom from Zelda, you guessed) and taught you their language meanwhile.

You started working with Zelda & Purah, trying to help them research the age of the "Heroes of Myth" as they called them. Your language skills were not there yet; though you surprised them by being so "adept" in using the Sheikah Slate. Oh, how little did they know . Your inner geek was screaming, what a pleasure it was to work with your heroes, that you thought were fictional!

But after you realized that you are stuck, away from anything and anyone you know, the "honeymoon period" ended. You thought you were delusional at night, and that it was some type of a fantasy. Surely, you were in a psych ward somewhere. You were haunted by nightmares. You couldn't express yourself to the extent you wanted either, and it didn't help. Sometimes, the language barrier was too much.

When you were still staying by Link & Zelda, Zelda would come, hearing your sobs, and sit by you at night, saying it was going to be alright, gently stroking your hair till you fell asleep again.

When it was Link, he would appear as if he had no idea, with two mugs of warm peppermint tea in his hands. Saying "Oh, you couldn't sleep either?" and distracting you with his idle chatter. Not that you understood that much most of the time, you were still learning.

In the morning, it would not be revisited, unless you opened the discussion. You were grateful to them both. You assumed they had their fair share of the same phenomena…

Bit by bit, they decreased in frequency, albeit never completely disappearing, even after you moved to your little cottage next to their home in Hateno. You just had your strategies dealing with the attacks, just tried to keep yourself busy during the day.

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Not long after you moved out, Link appeared on your doorstep, knocking early in the morning. Way too early for your taste, but hey. Some Links were morning people after all.

You opened the door, still wearing your PJs. The air was COLD, yet the sun was rising, so it shouldn't be that bad later today, you thought to yourself. You still couldn't help but shiver a bit.

"Morning, Link!" you said with as much pep as you can muster at that hour; your eyes were barely open.

"I see you are already awake, early bird," he smirked, completely ignoring the fact that it was his fault. Goddesses, you HATED waking up early. He KNEW this.

"You're lucky I like you, Link," you said curtly, feigning anger. "Or is your memory affected to the point that you even forgot that only until last month, we were in the same house, and that I am NOT a morning person?"

"Ouch," he backed off a bit. You and Zelda were the only ones that could joke about memories like this, but it hurt a bit, nonetheless.

You gave him an understanding and a bit of an apologetic smile.

"Sorry… Anyway, how can I help you? Wanna come in for a cup of tea?" you said, changing the subject.

"Nah, thanks though. What you can do is to dress up and join me for my morning hike to Mt. Lanayru."

He was serious. You sighed; you really didn't have the energy to argue back.

"...fine. But come in anyway, you will freeze outside until I change."

And that's how you got a new morning routine before going to work at the lab, almost a year and a half after your "appearance" in their Hyrule.

The hikes were fun and helped you build up some stamina wheels , in your terms, though Link had no idea what that meant. You had long chats with him on the path to the mountain; the air was always crispy.

That's also how you realized he was totally into Zelda. Not that it surprised you that much. All this ZeLink thing had to be real to an extent.

"You know, it was actually her idea," he said in one of your walks.

"Her idea?" you repeated, a curious eyebrow raising as you walked alongside him, the crisp air filling your lungs.

"Yeah," Link replied, a hint of a smile on his lips as he glanced at you before focusing on the path ahead. "The whole morning hike thing. She thought it might help you get used to the early starts... And have a sense of routine."

"Is that so?" you said, unable to hide a soft chuckle. "Well, I must say, I'm grateful for the stamina wheel boost, even if it means dragging myself out of bed at ungodly hours."

Link laughed, his laughter carrying a warmth that made your heart flutter. You stole a glance at him, noticing the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled as he mentioned Zelda. His golden hair glowed in the early morning light, and you couldn't help but admire the way he carried himself, the way he seemed so at ease in his element.

"You're not alone in that sentiment," he admitted, a slightly more serious tone in his voice now. "I've never been a fan of early mornings either, but Zelda insisted that it could be a good way to start the day."

"She has a point," you replied, your gaze wandering to the horizon as you continued your ascent. "Mornings here are... different. There's a sense of calm, like the world is just waking up, taking a deep breath before the chaos begins."

He nodded, his eyes thoughtful. "You always find the poetic side of things, don't you?"

You chuckled softly, feeling a flush of warmth creep up your cheeks. "Well, I do have a tendency to wax poetic when I'm surrounded by natural beauty."

"Look at you using fancy words like that!" he teased, hitting your arm playfully from the side.

"Ouch," you reacted.

He grinned, a playful glint in his eyes. "You and your love for words. It's one of the things I've always admired about you."

You faltered for a moment, your heart skipping a beat at his words. Did he just...? No, he couldn't have meant it that way. He was probably just being his friendly, open self.

"And what about you?" you asked, desperately trying to steer the conversation away from your racing thoughts. You really didn't want to get in between them. "What do you like most about these morning hikes?"

Link’s smile softened, his gaze distant for a moment. "The solitude, I suppose. It's a time when I can gather my thoughts, clear my mind before the responsibilities of the day catch up with me."

As he spoke, you couldn't help but notice the wistful note in his voice. It was as if these hikes were more than just physical exercise for him, as if they held a deeper significance. And suddenly, a realization hit you like a ton of bricks.

"You really care about her, don't you?" you blurted out before you could stop yourself.

You bit your lip, realizing that your question might have been too direct, too probing. But you had to know, you had to understand the emotions that lingered beneath the surface. This made it clear to you once again. It wasn't just about Link's feelings for Zelda; it was also about what those feelings meant for you. Anyway, you stopped yourself. It was a question for another day.

"Zelda? Yeah, of course. She's my princess, one of my dearest... friends," he replied, his voice a touch hesitant, as if choosing his words carefully.

You nodded, though your heart couldn't help but ache at the hesitation in his voice. The princess, the legend, the one he had always been destined to protect. It was a connection that ran deep, that went beyond mere friendship. You understood that, and you respected it.

"Is it still the solitude, though? Here you are, hiking with me for months," you remarked, a playful grin tugging at the corners of your lips.

Wild chuckled, the tension easing from his shoulders. "Well, I suppose the solitude was the initial draw, but I've come to realize that sometimes, it's not about being alone. It's about being with someone who understands, someone you can share moments with without needing to say a word."

You looked back at him, your gazes locking for a brief moment. There was an unspoken understanding between you, a connection that had grown stronger with each shared hike, each conversation about everything and nothing.

"It's been nice," you admitted softly, your tone holding a hint of vulnerability. "Having someone to share these moments with."

His smile softened, a warmth in his eyes that made your heart skip a beat. "I feel the same way, (Y/N). It's been... a bright spot in my days."

As you continued your hike, the sun rising higher in the sky, you fell into an easy rhythm of conversation. The weight of the unspoken emotions from earlier seemed to have lifted, replaced by a sense of companionship that was uniquely your own. You talked about the scenery, the changing seasons, and even ventured into lighter topics, like your favorite foods and childhood memories.

With every step you took, you felt a sense of closeness to Link that you had never experienced before. It wasn't the same as the bond you shared with Zelda, yet similar, but it was something special, something that existed only between the two of you. And as the morning sun bathed the landscape in golden hues, you couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. Maybe things were complicated, maybe your feelings were bittersweet, but in that moment, as you walked side by side with Link, you realized that sometimes, the most meaningful connections were the ones that defied easy explanations.

As the two of you reached a particularly scenic spot, you gazed out at the breathtaking view of Hyrule unfolding before you. The tranquility of the moment was punctuated by the sound of a distant waterfall, and for a brief moment, time seemed to stand still.

"I've always loved this view," he mused, his voice soft as he stared out at the horizon. "It's like everything is so vast, so full of possibilities."

You nodded, a gentle smile tugging at your lips. "It's... beautiful. Peaceful."

He turned to you, his eyes meeting yours with a knowing look. "You know, (Y/N), you're part of this world now. You've been through so much, adapted to our ways, learned our languages. You've become a part of our journey in rebuilding Hyrule."

The sincerity in his words struck a chord within you, and you couldn't help but feel a swell of emotion. But beneath the gratitude and camaraderie, there was something else, a feeling that had been growing within you. A feeling that was bittersweet, just like the sunrise painting the sky in hues of gold and pink.

As you stood there, taking in the beauty of the land you now called home, you couldn't deny the truth any longer. Your heart held a special place for Zelda, just as Link's heart held a special place for her. But it was more than just admiration or friendship. There was a warmth that spread through you whenever she was near, a gentle fluttering in your chest that you couldn't ignore. And in that moment, surrounded by the magic of Hyrule, you realized that sometimes, even the most unexpected feelings could find a home in the most extraordinary of places.

With a quiet sigh, you turned your gaze back to Link, offering him a small, wistful smile. "You're right, Link. This world has become my home, and I'm grateful for every moment I've spent here. It's just... It's funny how life can surprise you, how feelings can take root without you even realizing it."

His expression softened, and he gave you a knowing look. "Feelings are a funny thing indeed. They have a way of weaving themselves into our lives, whether we expect them to or not."

You nodded in agreement, the unspoken understanding between you speaking volumes. And as you continued to gaze out at the horizon, you couldn't help but hope that someday, your bittersweet feelings would find their place, just like the sunrise finding its place in the sky.

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This was, of course, months before that something finally happened.

When it happened , your feelings towards him and her just exploded. It was wild, unexpected, and awkward. Yet, it felt natural. It felt like a fantasy. However... It was never spoken about ever again, as life... got in the way in the most unexpected way.

You sighed as you closed your eyes, and tried to fall asleep as you listened to the wind.

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(What happened is the “Unnatural Coincidences” fic. First two parts are relatively safe to read, a little bit of heated moment sprinkled here and there. If you want to have the summary, please scroll all the way down, as it is relevant for this story. If you are interested in reading it, click on the name of the fic.

Basically, you, Flora and Wind are/were in a situationship, though it is complicated, because Chain interfered in the most untimely way)

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In Unnatural Coincidences, Flora and Wild and you realize you all have feelings for each other, and act on it, physically at first.

[thedawningofthehour]

SORRY FOR THE LONG ASK but you activated my sleeper agent rottmnt brainstorming Re: The Video Game Question

Raph: would probably like low strategy single player games and lean toward arcade/motion control based experiences because they present a way around the "Hand Too Big Controller Too Small And Breakable" problem. As an Oldest Sibling (speaking from an Oldest Sibling Gamer pov) he would have been the Designated Single Player Driver (I have a vivid mental image of Raph playing old c tier single player wii games like My Sims Kingdom while Mikey, Leo, and Donnie yell instructions at him) and I think he's still gravitated towards those kinds of games. He also feels like the kind of guy who will thoroughly enjoy every video game he plays but his favorite is still inexplicably just like. Uno for the ps3

Leo: Would like competitive games. I feel like he's the kinda guy who cannot bring himself to give a shit about the story or aesthetics of a game and cannot care at all about single player video games outside of speedrunning or something. The point of games for him Is To Win. I feel like him and Donnie both played CSGO or COD at a young age with voice chat and thats why they are who they are. His favorite game is probably a competitive hero shooter or smth. He probably is playing Valorant as we speak.

Donnie: I feel like he's the only one who is a Capital "G" Gamer. Has the broadest taste but tends to like games he can "lose himself" in. (Competitive shooters, MMOs, lengthy and intricate single player games IE: Dark Souls or Elden Ring, metroidvanias, RPGs, fighting games) If the taste of Donnie Gamer Mode we get in the show is anything to go by, he seems the type to obsess over a game for like a month, beat it 120%, probably achieve some level or speedrunning or competitive infamy and then drop it completely never to be seen again.

Mikey: Would love sandbox games for Sure. Plays Minecraft but only on creative mode. Will play sims but only with cheats to make super intricate mansions or crazy houses or recreate something he saw in a movie once. He would 100% play single player games his brothers already beat so he can look around at the scenery and mess around in a character creator. Will play an open world game and never do a single main story mission and call it quits when he gets bored.

They've all 100% played a bunch of really weird and bad shovelware games or really cheap 3rd party titles because they were what Splinter could get for them. They all have 10 to 15 mobile idle games they'll rotate out bc they all need to be Stimulated at All Times. Yes they have played Mario Party and Killed Each Other over it but more importantly they have played Dokapon Kingdom and have started rivalries that have lasted several months over this game. They will hold grudges til they die over this game. They have never gotten to the end screen of this game and in all likelihood, never will.

Idk maybe my vibes are off tho lol but can you tell I've thought about this a lot to my own detriment

There's actually a point in the next book-I think it's in chapter 1 but I can't remember-where Galois mentions giving Raph one of Draxum's oversized keyboards when he has to do anything on the computer. (Draxum has large-print keyboards because he's Old) I think I've mentioned that the boys all have larger-than-normal phones because they only have the three fat fingers and that's just not gonna work with a standard iPhone. Raph I feel like is basically Strong from Fallout 4:

(bless him)

I'm reminded of when my sister would sit and watch my play Dream Life to 'learn', until I moved it into my own room. Really, their first console was probably 'whatever Splinter found in a dumpster and still worked', so unless it was something with connected controllers they were probably playing off whatever controllers he'd found as well, so it's entirely possible they legit just had the one controller for awhile. And yeah, they all crowd around to watch Raph play because that's annoying little sibling behavior.

Mikey would love games where the goal is to Make Something. He doesn't care about winning, only stepping back and looking at the finished product and going "nice." I do feel like he'd actually play the sims though-the twins use it as a building simulator, but he'd absolutely get into the lives and stories of his sims. He builds too, but he also gets into creating the sim. He plays Fallout 4 with the Sim Settlements mod and never finds Shaun because all he's doing is building shacks for farmers.

Oh, Leo is absolutely in it to win it. In any way, if it has a score he can use to compare to Donnie's he loves it. The sole exception to this is city builders, I can absolutely see him sinking days into Cities Skylines creating elaborate planned cities with complicated mass transit and beautiful walking spaces.

The other exception is if he can fuck around in a game and be chaotic. He plays Skyrim and installs the sex mods not because he's horny, but because he thinks going around in this incredibly inappropriately horny fantasy world is hysterical. He uses it more as a Medieval Life Simulator and if he completes a quest it's entirely by accident.

Donnie is absolutely the worst gamer and will learn literally everything there is about the game after playing it through once. He also probably mods his games, or even makes his own mods. Some of them to make everything look cooler or add quality of life and immersion stuff in, but he'll also do stuff like install the mod that replaces the Skyrim arrow noises with a man going "pew!"

Omg they absolutely played knock-off games as kids. They probably lied to Mikey about them being off-brand so he didn't feel bad about their situation, telling him that the title was a misprint and all the ads for the actual game were lying.

[tarysu]

please eplas epelapslpslapalspasl PLEASE if you could write a fan x idol tachi (more like hunting dog tachi fan) ITY WOULD BE SO COOL. I'm going to kiss you so much if u do atp lets get married

babe who do you think I'm?! I SEE UR VISION AND I WILL WRITE IT ALL 4 U. You're like my 2nd request it's crazy cuz I'm working on my first one as well. AND MARRIAGE?? I CANT CHEAT ON MY POOKIE (jokes lets get married).. whoever u are anon I WILL FEED YOU THIS CONTENT!! (live laugh love TACHIHARA 2024). He's literally my spiritual animal so let me do some good work for you babe silly silly fluff one shot Tw: i cuss too much mb , super super DETAILED writing (i love this sm)

this has to be the longest fic I’ve written while thirsting on tachi 𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 || 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 !!

✦ ─ ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ ─ ✦ the hunting dogs command respect not only within the nation but also internationally. Their popularity is a natural consequence of their remarkable abilities, as they have become heroes known for capturing the most dangerous criminals worldwide. These super soldiers, strictly crafted into humanity's weapon by the government, are the labeled faces of justice across the country. However, the 5th hunting dog remained a figure that never made a public appearance. As crazy fans speculated about the appearance of the 5th hunting dog, some had already become devoted admirers of a figure who hadn't even shown their face to the public. Yet, you were among them. A dedicated hunting dog fan, you collected nearly all of their merchandise – and by "all," you meant every piece available. You weren't any different from the other hunting dog fans, you were just like them. Kicking your feet and squealing into your pillow, your whole family thought you'd gone a bit crazy. There's a little secret behind how you became such a devoted fan, and it all traced back with an encounter six months ago at your college entry. a massive terrorist attack unfolded on your way to your college entry. You were pulled into the chaos when one of the train carriages exploded right next to yours. At that moment, you genuinely believed it might be the end of everything. The harsh reality hit you hard – you had just secured acceptance into a prestigious college, a dream your parents had worked tirelessly for, and now you found yourself teetering on the edge, facing the possibility of being pulled into death. It was a gut-wrenching situation. Before you could grasp the situation, just as you were on the verge of falling off the train, someone swiftly pulled you out of the carriage. It was a heart-thumping moment, and as your heart raced, a sense of relief washed over you – you had been saved, and it was none other than the 5th hunting dog. His hands gripped onto his chest as he leapt with you to safety. The memory remains vivid, the sensation of his touch and the brisk breeze tousling your hair still etched in your mind. You find yourself among the luckiest fans, having witnessed Michizou Tachihara eye to eye during a rescue mission. In fact, you were one of the fortunate ones personally rescued by him. Before you knew it, everything became a blur and a daze. Tachihara had no time for idle chatter, he swiftly left you in the care of the medical staff. It was unfortunate, a bit of a bummer really, that you couldn't even express your gratitude to him. It might sound a bit exaggerated, but in your eyes, it was honestly like love at first sight. As soon as your worried relatives came over to pick you up, the first thing you did was excitedly gush about the 5th hunting dog and how utterly cool he was. Even after getting home, after dinner, and even after a long, warm shower, there you are – rolling in your bed, squealing and eagerly detailing the interaction with someone on the other end of your phone. For days, for weeks, for months, it became a continuous cycle of hyperfixating on the 5th hunting dog – his ginger spikes, his fresh scent, his amber eyes, and that sharp look. You could lose yourself for years thinking about someone like him, but the nagging doubt persisted – would he come and rescue once more? If you were to encounter him once again, you'd make sure to express your gratitude for him saving your life. Of course, that's assuming if you manage to encounter him once more.

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. . . . Well, that brings us to the present. It's a cold morning, the second term of college has begun, and you feel utterly exhausted. Lying sprawled in your bed, you can hardly muster the energy to get up, and your phone timer has been ringing for more than 30 minutes.

You were awake, and so was the entire household. The sound of your mother storming into your room reached your ears, and before you knew it, your whole blanket was flying off. You were now facing the wrath of a drill sergeant; your mother, fierce and easily annoyed by the smallest flaws.

You didn't bother to look up, instead burying your face in a pillow, your words muffled and barely audible.

"10 mwore mwinutes…" "20 mwore mwinutes.." "5 mwore minutes.." Your mother had reached her limit; flames were clearly visible in her eyes. With a firm grip on both your feet, she pulled you down to the ground with full force. "12 mwore mwi- FUCK!! OW!!" The thud was loud, and your siblings peeked from the door. They weren't concerned for you, but they were certainly worried about themselves. If they didn't get moving, they might receive the same forceful drag your mother just delivered to you. Your mother pulled her sleeves up.

"AIYAA! BREAKFAST IS ALREADY GETTIN' COLD!" She placed her hands on her hips, observing you, her daughter, rubbing your nose from the impact of the thud. With no other option, you had to get up and get ready. In the shower, massaging your scalp with bubbles, you found your mind drifting towards your assignments and the workload for your majors. you had missed quite a few important lectures. It wasn't a major concern, though, as your friends would always send over notes. The downside? Some had handwriting resembling cave drawings, making it a struggle to decipher. Others had the most unreadable handwriting on earth, with each letter barely legible. Yet, you had somehow managed to cope with these alien notes for the first few months of college. You weren't failing your studies, to be honest you were quite motivated. Why? Because you thought of your handsome saviour all the time. Every single moment of motivation seemed to be fuelled by thoughts of him. The impact he had on you was so significant that you ended up daydreaming the most foolishly romantic scenarios with him.

Even in your rush to eat breakfast, his amber gaze occupied your thoughts. As you pondered the interaction more deeply, you couldn't help but wonder: What would have happened if he never came to your rescue? How expensive would your funeral casket be? And who would attend your funeral? But those are just thoughts of what might have been if he never came around. Running down the streets of Yokohama, you accidentally bump into a thug. Both of you tumble over, and your bag drops, creating quite a scene. The thug, looking pretty livid, glares at you.

you are scared shitless. Before you could even form an apology, he spoke ahead.

"Watch where you're goin', asshole," he spat on the ground, unmannerly as it was. That set you ablaze, but beneath the rudeness, his fierce gaze sparked a sense of familiarity. It reminded you of someone softer, though it was hard to tell since he was pretty fucking rude. The thug left shortly, leaving you annoyed and in quite a foul mood. As you picked up your bag, you made your way to the train station. However, the streets were more crowded than usual, and you thought it would be better to find a shortcut. Yokohama wasn't unfamiliar territory, you had lived here your whole life and were practically born in the city.

Yet, an uneasy feeling crept in, maybe because you found yourself walking in the sketchiest alleyway, but it being marked as the quickest route on the map so you had to trust it. Being late was your own fault, but facing your mother's wrath at home was not an option. So, you opted for the quicker route to get to college.

Yet, it felt like someone was walking every step behind you. You didn't dare to look back. Was it a hallucination? Or just the sound of your heart pounding loudly? Before you could even react, turning around, some creepy ass man was darting his dagger toward you. Miraculously, it flew out of his hand and landed against a hard brick. You froze, breaking into a cold sweat. Seeing the blade fling, you knew you had to make a run for it. You had no plans of dying today, especially not at the hands of some creep.

"..THIS BITCH-" The creep's words were abruptly cut off by a loud thud. He got kicked so hard that the brick wall he landed against cracked. ouch.

Luckily, you hid behind a barrel, fortunate enough to witness the scene unfold. It was the thug. That face was far too familiar, even from afar. It was the 5th hunting dog you had adored completely for the past few months. Sure, that damn bandaid was barely a disguise to hide his features. You… giggled. Like the dumbass you were, you couldn't help it. Tachihara's skin shivered, and the first thing his eyes landed on was you, giggling and peeking out of your tiny hiding area. He was ready to ignore it and head off since he had just finished his job. Idly rubbing the bandaid over his nose, he was snapped back to reality by the feeling of someone behind him.

You!

There you were, smiling and giggling like an idiot, seemingly eager for this moment to see him again.

"Oh… my god… YOU'RE THE 5TH HUNTIN' D-" Michizou had to cut you off quickly before his cover was blown. Michizou dragged you to a more secluded area, just the two of you. He sighed, relieved that your words didn't spill more before his cover could be blown. His hand covered your mouth, and you were pure red, all your focus on him.

After a moment, he took his hand off.

"Can you keep it down, will ya?" He spoke in a more polite manner now that he was discovered. The moment he took off his hand, he probably regretted it.

"Oh my god.. I'M LITERALLY YOUR BIGGEST FAN! OH GOD.. I NEVER THOUGHT I'D SEE YOU AGAIN SINCE THE LAST TIME YOU SAVED ME! IT'S BEEN SO LONG AND GOSH AGHH.. THIS WAS SUCH A MESSY ATTIRE TO FORMALLY APPROACH YOU AND EXPRESS MY GRATITUDE TO YOU.. I JUST CAN'T BELIEV-"

And he shut your mouth again.

"..Fuck, you talk a lot, don't ya?" He looked at you with a sour expression, a mix of bittersweet emotions. He appreciated the praise, but you were undeniably loud. And definitely quite the talker. You were melting on the spot, your hot breath against his palm. He could feel your breath condensing on his skin, and it was not exactly pleasant. Holy shit, he swore right in front of you. Strangely, you seemed to consider that hot as fuck.

Michizou decided to keep his hand on your mouth until you calmed down. After a few moments, he only had his eyes on you. Sure, he remembered you… oh, he really did. Only because you were that crazy bitch who argued back and forth with the register at the convenience store when he was doing some errands for Teruko. But of course, he also remembered your face when he saved you. "Will ya shut up if I take my hand off ya?"

The position was awkward and uncomfortable, your back against the brick wall, completely pinned by Tachihara with his hand covering your mouth. In response, you gave him a nod, showing compliance. He was a little worried you'd start talking a lot, but luckily you didn't. But sooner or later, you did start talking again. God, you also talk when you're super nervous.

"I'm so sorry! I just felt a little relieved and pretty fuckin' excited.. AH FUCK! Don't mind my profanity, I can't really go on about my day without cussin'!"

And he regretted it once more. Eventually, Tachihara grew sick and tired of the repetitive cycle of your talkative behavior. He bluntly told you to shut the fuck up, but your excitement made it impossible for you to take him seriously. Before he left, you offered a small token of gratitude for saving you not once, but twice—a letter. It had been tucked away in your pocket for some time, kept just in case you happened to bump into him. And that letter also had your number.

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. . . . You kept your guard up all the time, knowing that it takes a lot of effort to get a reaction from Tachihara. It's not that he was aloof, he just had a resting bitch face most of the time you interacted with him. Aware that he was in disguise as a mafioso and often walked in your area, you poked and doted on him, fuelled by the excitement of meeting him. Of course, you complied and were careful not to expose him most of the time. You were a harmless fan, driven by excitement. tachihara knew that he'd probably also feel the same way if he discovered his hero was around him all the time, you maintained boundaries. After all, you were aware that he was just a humble soldier doing his job. He got used to your presence, the constant doting, and even the times when you got on his nerves, albeit in a playful way. However, he couldn't be in Yokohama most of the time; as a hunting dog, there were periods when he would be away from his role as a mafioso. And that absence could last for a long time. That left you bored and devoid of excitement, but you still appreciated the fact that he listened to you. You learned that he had a busy schedule as a spy infiltrating the mafia, oblivious to the mafia part because, well, you were a bit dense in that regard. You had a special request for the 5th hunting dog, but you doubted he'd fulfill it. It was for your birthday, and considering he was a busy guy out there kicking ass in the world, you weren't too hopeful. Feeling careless and a bit stupid, you reminded yourself that you were just a fan, nothing more. As the clock arms neared 12 am, your birthday was nearly over, and what sucked even more was that your family was far too busy to celebrate the age you were turning. You were cooped up in your blanket, slumped on the bed frame. Closing the lamp, you were ready to head off to bed. The moment you laid your head on the cozy pillow, the window lock unlocked by itself. Frozen, sitting up, you saw Tachihara. Your heart lit up, his whole figure shining in the moonlight.

Dressed in his his military attire , clean and impeccable, complete with his cape and hat, he stood outside your window. His fingers adjusted the brim of his hat before he spoke; THE 5th hunting dog was right outside. It looked like he had indeed made time for your request.

Your fan date.

He sat on the edge of the window, and you were amazed that he had actually come, waiting for you. Considering the amount of excuses he probably had to give just to grant one request.

“Seriously? You didn’t even fuckin’ dress up? C’mon, we’re headin’ off somewhere.”

You felt a little embarrassed since you hadn’t actually expected him to come.

“Hey, I didn’t think you’d come at all, so I thought-“

“Not a word, get up and get movin’.”

He reached his hand out, but you were too busy being dazed in his amber gaze. Eventually, you stood up to hold his gloved hand.

He took you by the hand, and suddenly, you felt yourself falling. On the very top floor of your apartment, he held you close. You were screaming like an idiot as you both fell, the sensation akin to a roller coaster. It was surreal, and you couldn't quite believe it was happening.

He swiftly landed on the garden ground, your heart pounding out of your mouth.

“Y’know..you could’ve just knocked at my door..”

You smiled, enjoying the rhythm of the wind blowing against you both.

He turned his head to you.

“That’d be pretty fuckin’ lame,” he said in a cool tone.

Lame?

“Wouldn’t wanna bore out the birthday princess, wasn’t my entrance up to your fuckin’ taste?”

You did have a thrill for action, but you couldn’t help but just laugh. You were nervous for this, but he was right. He really had a keen eye.

“Well-..uh, thank you for really makin’ an effort.”

Michizou really did make an effort. It wasn't something he'd normally do, but occasionally, for his number one fan, he would.

“Consider yourself a lucky fan.”

With one swift move, he leaped into the air, jumping on wire stands. Your stomach dropped, but it was amazing. He brought you to all kinds of stores, bought you meals because, well, he was a dirty rich guy anyways. And he even snuck you into the Ferris wheel, bypassing the lines with ease.

It truly felt like a date, holding hands and engaging in small talk – the kind of experience you never had during your youth. You had always wondered what teenage girlhood felt like, with crushes and holding hands with boys. But here you were, holding hands with none other than the finest hunting dog.

Treated like a client, yet strangely satisfied, you found yourself dozing off as Michizou took you home just before dawn. Planting a gentle kiss on your forehead, the finest hunting dog carefully laid you on your bed.

A soft snicker escaped him as he glanced at all the hunting dog posters adorning your walls, particularly amused by the one featuring Fukuchi's shirtless physique framed. In that moment, the boundary between fan and idol blurred.

you were already planning to enthusiastically recount the memorable date when you woke up—an unforgettable birthday etched in the pages of your fangirl heart.

the fifth hunting dogs number one.

[lildoodlecat]

Last 10 Opening Lines

Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven’t written ten fics, share as many first-sentences as you have.

Saw this and figured why not. Not tagged but does it matter? No ✨ (snatched from @sasukimimochi thanks for the open invitation, stranger :D)

Anyway from oldest to newest it goes:

1. It's Just Practice ; From the Red Fog

“This’s th’ most bullshit mission oi’ve evah been a part’ve.” Ivan grumbled the moment he and Ruwanda left Midwinter’s office.

2. Too Loud (inside and out) ; From the Red Fog

Mortria was an irritating city at best.

3. Hey, Your Cat Ears Are Showing! ; My Hero Academia, tododeku

In the two weeks that they’d been dating—or at least the two weeks Izuku had known they’d been dating because Shouto had made assumptions a month prior and scared Izuku half to death on more than one occasion—Izuku found, anyway, that Shouto was an incredibly tactile person.

4. cry, even if you don't want to ; Tales of Zestiria, sormik

It’s a stupid thing to get upset over, Mikleo thinks, knows, but that doesn’t stop the frustrated tears streaking down his face.

5. Jackie and the Deep Down Dark Deep Down ; JSE egos (cheating a lil on this one..)

Two months. That’s how long Anti said it’d been, at least. In that time Jackie had grown uncomfortably accustomed to the coppery taste of blood at the back of his throat, and the idle sting and twinge of cuts and bruises flaring with every shift of his aching limbs.

6. Just One (because it's you) ; Tales of Zestiria, sormik

Mikleo was unwinding for the day, book in his hands and legs tucked up as he leaned against the headboard of an inn bed, when Rose slammed the door open and demanded he come with her to restock at the market.

7. Plush Velvet in Color ; From the Red Fog (cheating again lol)

It’s moonlight strewn across the floor that Ruwanda sees, rather than sunlight. It tinges the room in a washed-out glow, makes the skin of his hands pallor, dances over veins nearly skimming the surface of his inner wrist. Ruwanda watches it all, angles his skin just so in familiar light and observes.

8. To Feel, in Scintillating Bursts, From the Red Fog

It’s not something Ruwanda thinks about overly, or at all if he has his way.

9. cut away the past (tear it from my throat); Genshin Impact

Despite the tie Morax had wound his hair in, bits still slipped free.

10. On Peerless Jade, in Draft / Excerpts From the Personal Library of Hanguang-jun, Mo Dao Zu Shi, wangxian (these two are also cheaty bc they both start with the same line)

Where the peach blossoms bloom,

[wonderlandmind4]

This is going to be a tad long, sorry:

But like I said it's not that I want Karen to just mindlessly support Matt. My point was that she went out of her way to dive deep into Frank's story and motivations even when Frank was being elusive but she couldn't lend the same grace to Matt after the anger from the lies die down? Foggy was angry too, in Nelson V Murdock he just absolutely go bonkers on Matt in anger. But after that he sits down, albeit still furious, then proceeds to ask Matt about his motivations, about why he's doing what he's doing in an attempt to understand. And you can't deny the betrayal to a decade-old friend is more hurt than Karen who has only known Matt for a year at that point. So why couldn't Karen ask Matt about his motivations and reasoning for doing so? She can still be angry while at the same time try to understand an actual friend with the same effort she does with a man she just met. And it's literally not about Matt being addicted to violence which is a massive misunderstanding of him.

And she is pretty quick to forgive Frank who also tells lies, no? I don't understand how Frank and him telling lies and his vigilantism are more palatable to Karen than Matt's just because she may align with Frank's morals more. I don't treat my friends in a diminished way or with favoritism towards another one just because they may or may not align with my morals or stance on killing cause that's a pretty questionable mindset.

You say she supported Frank after she dug up more info on him. So why can't she dig up info on Matt? Jessica Jones did it in Defenders, which is why she was able to symphatize with Matt's vigilantism even when her morals as a reluctant hero doesn't align with Matt's martyr complex. She dug up info on Matt's father from which she based her understanding of his motivations for his vigilantism. That was Jessica who had only known Matt for a few days. Yet Karen never does any attempt on that. Foggy questioned Matt's blindness too, but beyond that he also sat down and listened to Matt telling him about overhearing a child getting sexually assaulted by her father and how he couldn't sit idle not doing anything to help that child. Karen questioned Matt's blindness but beyond that, no attempt to listen or to understand. Just straight to chastisement.

This is gonna sound so lame to everything you just said, and maybe this is one some of the writers for her character, but there’s one thing missing here and that’s the romance and feelings had had towards Matt. I don’t want to play the “scorned women” shit but that’s horrible. And I’m not 100% agreeing with everything Karen did and her double standards, but there was the added level of having feelings towards Matt. And I’m all of those moments, she never had time to really process anything she was hearing or seeing (like people say Matt cheated on her….I don’t agree with that at all because they were barely in a relationship and finding an OBVIOUSLY HURT WOMAN in his bed doesn’t count.) but she had feelings for Matt for a good year.

I’m not saying they excuses her for anything, but it adds a little more to maybe why she focused on Frank more, because at the time he was also focused on her- and was she still against him killing people too.

I know a lot of people in the fandom hate Karen and I think that’s very unfair but I can see certain points to both sides. I’m someone who never hated Karen or found her annoying, just again flawed in certain areas. Foggy and her differ to how they handle and view Matt and Daredevil. Maybe Karen didn’t want to dig up more information based off of whatever she was feeling at the time be it anger or hurt. Maybe she felt it was just too personal and wanted him to tell her himself. Maybe Matt would feel betrayed or hurt she she did dig it all up. Jess did it because 1- she is a PI (and I know Karen dug a lot but not with her friends be sometimes that can be a violation) and Jess wasn’t friends with Matt at the time that she did.

There’s a fine line of an emotional connection there of Jess digging up info on Matt and Karen doing the same for Frank because something didn’t sit right with her in Franks case which is why she started digging.

And yesssss I know these are fictional characters, but I am also someone that if a friend hurts me or I feel betrayed, I want nothing to do with them in those moments after and it takes time for my own anger or feelings to calm down. Maybe that’s how they tried depicting Karen; the time between her anger at Matt for dropping the ball with Foggy and the Castle case, to feeling like she got this amazing romance and guy she’s had a crush on for a long time, to finding another woman in his bed, to being shot at again and again and again. Just left her to zero time to process anything or at least forgive Matt right away.

(Let’s not forget what she tells Frank about if he before he kills his former ummmm military leader- I forget his name)

That’s how I saw/took it, but again, I know my own opinion and thoughts towards Karen’s character differs from most of the fandom which I didn’t even realize until this year lol.

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I KNOW YOU YOU'D CHEAT ⸻ ❝ I take offense to that, you hurt my feelings. ❞ He'd do so much better than that, Clint bets that he has tricks Tony has never seen. ❝ I was fixing card games since I was eleven at pool tables on game nights. ❞ This kind of thing was deep rooted, and that's more in the way that Clint's never played fair.

❝ And I'm better; so I hope you like eating your words, Stark. ❞

Clint half cracks a smile, it's not a full one and almost reaches his eyes. CAN'T TRUST YOU TO KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR YOU. Carol gets it. ❝ He's got a whole look too, actually I've been conducting a study and there's like three look so far. ❞ He continues on that RAG ON TONY hours, if only because he has been with the man for seven days straight now and Clint's a quick learner. Picks up on things.

❝ My favorite ⸻ ❞ Because it's normal to have a favorite look of your friend. ❝ is the one where he's processing information and then looks at you like you've dropped a bomb; then morphs into annoyed because⸻ ❞ He trails off not finishing, because Carol probably gets the picture. Annoyed when the subject of the topic isn't taken with seriousness or when his reaction is lacking.

WHEN CAROL WRAPS HER ARMS AROUND HIS WAIST? Clint is confused, very confused and than his feel are off the ground. His coffee cup dropped in the surprise, and he also forgets to hold onto his crutches.

He forgot, legitimately forgot and did not think, this is what Carol meant with a ride. ESPECIALLY given hero sighting laws were in effect. Wouldn't Carol get in trouble for this? When they are landed again, he feels a little queazy. ❝ I hate superpowers, SHOW OFF. ❞ He means that, mostly as a joke.

They get inside, and Clint nods his head as Tony tells him where they can set up. He goes to get the cards out, and he definitely wants to mess with the deck. HE WON'T, DOESN'T. Clint takes a table, shuffling the cards between his hands. A few shuffle tricks, just to keep idle as he waits for the rest to join him for impromptu poker.

Clint assumes that Tony knows, had already mentioned chocolate milk (which he know was a choice for a drink to have) was what he would want; or coffee. CLINT'S PREDICTBLE, as well as needing nostalgic comfort to get through his carving, his wanting to drink.

Clint's very fighty tonight, but at least his contrariness has been switched to something as harmless as arguing about playing poker and Tony being a mother hen.

"I know you'd cheat just because you can cheat. It would give you endless joy to know you were dealing from the bottom of the deck and no one is picking up on it."

His mouth drops open when Clint says he can't deal either. "Hey! I don't cheat at poker. I'm just good at poker. But fine. It'll prove my point when I kick your ass."

Carol folds her arms and nods when Clint continues to take shots at him. "Oh yeah. I get that. Can't trust you to know what's best for you."

"You were using your powers black out drunk!" Tony argues. He huffs and rolls his eyes, shaking his head just a little. "Fine. It's rag on Tony Stark Hours I guess. Let's go."

Carol wraps her arm around their waists, making sure Clint's supported by his good shoulder and she takes off. With Carol flying the trip is less that a couple of minutes and she lands on the doorstep to Tony's townhouse. He lets them in and heads inside. "I figure we can play in the dining room. There should be cards in the games cabinet by the door. I'll order pizza. Do you guys want a drink? I can do mocktails, Car."

"Yeah, alright. A Virgin Mojito," she said. "Thanks, Tony."

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1. minecraft

2. the sims 4 (2,105 hours)

3. stardew valley (220 hours)

4. max gentlemen sexy business (69 hours) (i did that intentionally)

5. monster prom 3 & spiritfarer (52 hours in both)

though shoutouts to cookie clicker (1,514 hours in the steam version alone) and clicker heroes (702) which technically would be in the top five but it feels like cheating cause they’re idle games and i probably have a lot of hours in project sekai but i don’t know if there’s a way to check for that one

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If you like gaming, what’s your top 5 most played games of all time?

And if you want, how many hours do you have in them?

Here’s mine:

Stardew Valley: 850 hours

Animal Crossing: New Horizons: 795 hours

Starbound: 387 hours

Terraria & Slime Rancher (tied!): 380 hours

Splatoon 3: 320 hours

Minecraft should also probably be in there somewhere, but unfortunately I had to repurchase it at some point so the hours wouldn’t be accurate anyway…

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