#Midnight Forest

[kinnbig]

Perth on Midnight Forest Japan!

[magixinart]

Commission for @littlewolflark of their character Ding!

[rustymojo]

Playtesting the Prototype! week 11

With our prototypes first version finished, we moved onto some playtesting! We found several users with a variety of gaming experience, from seasoned gamers to complete newbies to playtest our game.

After a few questionnaires, surveys and gameplay run throughs, I can say its a hit! These playtests have allowed my team to collect data on what was loved, hated and tolerated in our game. This invaluable feedback has provided us with insights on what was loved, hated and mediocre about our game! We now have a better understanding on areas which need some improvement, and what core aspects were most enjoyed! For example, It was found that most the players loved the aesthetics but noted how easy the game was to finish. Each user has given us feedback which we can use to build the roadmap to improve our game! It is safe to say our game is provides a enjoyable, cozy and immersive experience. However, the feedback also highlighted the need to increase the difficulty level and improve the game's fluidity to reduce clunkiness. We're excited to refine these elements and enhance the overall gameplay experience. Challenges and Surprises

One of the biggest surprises we got during play testing was how rapidly players mastered the controls and beat the game. While we thought the game was going to provide a challenge, almost all players quickly mastered the controls and once the ball got rolling, it never stopped.

Next Step

Based on these playtests, our next iteration will be on:

increase difficulty: we will be adding more monsters and obstacles

Improve controls: we will ensure the controls are smooth and responsive Check in next week to see what changes we have made!!

[doodlewash]

REVIEW: Khannah's Honey Hues - Midnight Forest & Springtime Rainbow Handmade Watercolor Sets

Each pan of paint from Khannah’s Honey Hues is a four to eight week production. It starts with the mixing of the binder, through the pouring of 6+ layers, and includes the design of the packaging materials. Meet Kate Hannah Robinson. I asked Kate: ”How would you describe yourself in relation to Khannah’s Honey Hues? Founder, administrator, Be All and Do All, etc.?”   Continue reading Untitled

[ariartcor]

My good friend Naomi said “what if after ep 20 Ted’s next stop was at a big forest” and I nearly wept. So I wrote this+drew it out!

This was like a week ago or smth so my Ted design is now updated!!!

Everyone say thank you Naomi for the idea!!

(Edit: tumblr why did u ruin the quality…smh)

[carboniila]

Midnight and the “Dark forest horse”.

Midnight is nice and enjoys giving prophecies to the cats. The horse meanwhile is evil and only enjoys scaring cats.

[nikswonderland]

𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

[mythosidhesdollhouse]

Palette cleanser from my last update. After ranting about one of the worst collector Barbies I've ever purchased, I'd rather focus on a more positive tone and share the best. Tarina Tarantino. My darling. Shall we ever see her like again? (Apologies for her being rather blurry, got a bit of a hand tremor today.)

[thehammyyammy]

obsessed with how Russell T. Davies' episodes this season have gone so quickly from "run about with space babies! the beatles return the world's music" to "ruby assassinates the prime minister. mass murder in racism city"

[flamebunnyy]

Tea for a story? A memory? Or even a name?

[justashamwithwastedpotential]

Thank you Harvey for having mercy on my 2 gold

[inej-ruination-ghafa]

high infidelity - d.f

paris | glitch | masterlist

Warnings: none

Summary: the one where you do something stupid after your partners break your hearts

Wordcount: 1.5k

Your head was spinning as you ran out of the village hall, your heart pounding in your chest. This was not how tonight was supposed to go.

There was no method to your madness as you just started running as far as your feet would take you. You didn't make it far before the throbbing in your feet caught up with you.

Stopping on the pavement, you pulled your shoes off and looked at them for a minute. He had bought them for you when you had gone shopping last week. That nauseating feeling in your stomach returned as you thought about him. Him and your supposed best friend having feelings for each other this entire time.

You didn't hesitate as you threw the shoes as far as you could, watching as they landed in the grass. You sat down on the pavement, not caring about the dirt staining your dress as you leaned your head into your hands and finally allowed yourself to break down.

The wound in your heart split open at his indiscretions. The rain started to pour at tat point, soaking your skin and the dress you were in.

Jess should have been it for you.

He had promised you that he was going to be there for you no matter what. So many people had let you before without any care for your feelings and you had thought that he was different but he was just like everyone else. He didn't care about you and you wondered if he ever did.

A sob racked through your chest as you realised that you had wasted your summer with someone who never truly loved you. Everything you two had done together had been ruined by this moment.

You thought back to the danceathon and the way that Dean had walked over to you and Jess on the stands, demanding that he admitted that he had always had feelings for Rory. The night had been perfect, records playing, the two of you smiling as you danced around the room.

In his defence, he never admitted to having feelings for her but at the same time, he never denied it which might have been even worse.

As you thought about it all, you felt that bile rising up in your throat. God. He had told you he loved you, you’d even slept with him and for what, for nothing. To be treated like this.

You were so caught up in your mind that you didn’t even hear Dean walking over, your shoes in his hands. He dropped them next to you and you looked up at the sound, noticing it was him.

You felt selfish.

Him and Rory had been together for nearly two years and she did this to him. You and Jess had been together for a quarter of that time. You should be more worried about how Dean was feeling than you.

You wiped your tears away with the sleeve of your jacket and he sat down next to you. The sun was coming up over the square and you wondered how long you had both been wallowing in your own problems before you came together.

The rain started to cease and he didnt care, even if the storm was coming. He just sat there with you in silence and did not care about the problems racing around you.

“You dropped these,” he gestured to the shoes and you hiccuped a laugh out.

Shaking your head, you picked them up, “I meant to,”

“Oh,”

He had a look on his face like he had done something wrong, brows furrowed and raised as he looked at you. You instantly reached over, hand taking his in yours, “I’m sorry,”

”For what?” He questioned.

You shrugged, “For everything I guess,”

There was silence. The two of you thought that you had both played some part in breaking up one another’s relationships and even if that was not the truth, it might as well have been the truth for you.

Neither of you knew what to say, or how to console one another for the whole problem. It was a position you had never been in before. Did you apologise? Yell? Should you be grieving or angry?

Dean could see the thoughts swirling around in your mind and he stood up. You watched in confusion, brows furrowed as he stood up and held his hand out to you.

“Come on,”

Hesitantly, you took his hand and allowed him to pull you up. You left the shoes down there, neither of you even touching them. They were a reminder of everything that he had put you through in the last couple of hours. You weren't going to go back for them, no matter how much sentimental value they might have held.

“What are we doing?” You seemed suspicious of him and he tried to wave it off.

He didn't let go of your hand and at the time, you didn't even question it, “Walking you home. It's late at night,”

You made a sound that was half of a laugh and half a sigh and it made a smile pull at his lips, “Its 5am,”

he shrugged, “Its early in the morning,”

He let go of your hand and linked his arm with yours as the two of you walked in silence towards your house. You had done a science project with him a few weeks ago and he remembered where you lived after you had worked together.

The two of you walked in complete silence and that’s what you both needed. Even though you didn't want to get lost in the damning thoughts that made you blame yourself for it all, they seemed to vanish when he was around.

You both stopped outside of your house after a quick walk. He looked at you for a second and noticed the puffiness of your eyes from crying and the tears that had dripped down your face onto your 1950’s dress. This wasn't fair to either of you and anger bubbled up inside of Dean as he looked at you.

Neither of you deserved to be treated this way by Jess and Rory.

He caught his eyes flickering down to your lips and you noticed, brows pulling together slightly as you tried to figure out what he was thinking.

“Thank you,” the words were breathy and he felt his breath hitching in his throat as he looked back into your eyes.

He gave you a half hearted smile, “After tonight, it's the least I could do,”

The two of you stood there for a few moments, just looking at one another. Neither knew what to say but just stare at one another, knowing exactly how the other felt.

He moved slightly closer to her and she could feel his breath on her face. She muttered his name, not sure what to do.

He hummed in response, “We shouldn’t do this,” you whispered, voice soft and quiet like you didn't want anyone else to know what was going on there.

Your heart was racing in your chest as you looked at him, eyes tracing the curve of his face, the brown in his eyes, the light freckles on his skin that you had never noticed before. You had never really noticed how beautiful he was.

Every bone in your body told you that this was wrong after what had happened. You had only just broken up with your boyfriend and here you were, heart pounding as you looked into Dean’s eyes.

Your brain might be saying no, but the shattered part of your heart tried to reason with you that this was fine.

“Tell me to leave and I will,” he muttered, voice seemingly deeper than it was before.

Your breath hitched in your throat. You couldn't say a single word. You couldn't tell him that you didn't want this because some sick and twisted part of you did.

Dean leaned in, his nose lightly bumping against yours and your eyes fluttered closed. Against your better judgement, you moved in and closed the gap between you, pressing your lips up against his.

He was gentle and soft and the way that his hand cradled your face was different to any other kiss. He was nothing like Jess Mariano. He held you delicately, like there were already cracks in the porcelain of your skin and he was afraid that a few more mistakes would shatter you.

As you stood there, kissing him gently under the flickering porch light of your house, you let everything else melt away as he held you.

You forgot about all your misery and let yourself enjoy this, even for a moment. you didn't need Jess Mariano. he had never loved you the way that you needed him to, he had never loved you enough, destroying whatever the two of you had together.

As you stood outside of your lonely house, Stars Hollow might as well have burnt around you because all you could focus on was his lips against yours.

Dean was going to be the one. Right?

[wizardlyghost]

[ancientdreamkdj]

Hello. It's me. I am once again fixated on a strangers to best friends to lovers ship.

[z3phyr23]

NuWho season 4 really hits you with the 1-2 punch of Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead and then Midnight directly after those. Like what the fuck?!?!

[duskgamble]