#Nightblindness

[boomerbroadcaster]

Who's Afraid of The Dark?

Specifically, who’s afraid of driving after dark? We are and most of our friends are, which means that most boomers are now reluctant to drive once the sun goes down. We used to think our parents and their friends were joking when they said they didn’t like to drive after dark, and now it’s us. When did it start? How has it affected our lives? As we age our eyesight craps out. The first signs are…

[huariqueje]

Nightblind - Maeve McCarthy , 2008.

Irish.b.1964-

Oil on canvas , 40 x 40 cm.

[nightbllnd]

I want shove my hands inside and feel their chassis, to mess with their wires and make their voice unstable and stuttering. <3

I want to make them cum so hard they have to reboot. xxx

[selfhateandteacakes]

I don't think I ever posted this here

[lemonofthevalley]

ik it's a typical demon hc to be able to see better in the dark but I think it would be funny if hermie was completely nightblind. like absolute dogshit vision at night

[rielzero]

This will probably not go anywhere, but since this is my blog I wanted to talk about this for a bit. Just a rant.

I LOVE games like God of War / God of War Ragnarok and Horizon Forbidden West- The graphics are beautiful and everything is gorgerous.

The issue is however- because these games have hyper-realism as an aesthetic, the lightning behaves similarly- Especially flashing effects.

I have severe light sensitivity. I wear special glasses when I go outside, when playing games, I wear blue-light glasses to help relieve them as well.

Unfortunately with how much more games aim to look realistic, so do their lights mimic effects that bother me much in real life. And there’s no way to turn it off. I don’t want to play in color blind mode because I am not color blind. I want a way to tone down the brightness without everything in the game becoming hard to see.

I don’t know how to explain this except of describing more of an example; Cyberpunk 2077- I cannot get into it because the neon, reflections, and high textured and colorful atmosphere puts my brain in overdrive mode and I can’t play it for more than 15 minutes without having to put my head in my pillow because my eyes hurt so much. Blue light glasses do not help at all.

I call this ‘’colorgore’’ or ‘’brightgore’’ Because of this, I can’t even get into the game at all. I don’t care for it.

Horizon Zero Dawn, Forbidden West and god of war, ragnarok are different because the stories pulled me in right away. The only downside is that after a good 30 minutes I have to pause the game and just rest my eyes. I blink a lot to make sure I’m not forgetting to blink. I’m not the person who clinically needs eye-drops, trust me. I only have pain in my eyes when I’m playing games with hyper-realistic light or going outside without my daylight glasses.

What’s the difference between hyper-realistic light vs older games? (for the untrained eye)

Here is a screenshot from Skyrim.

The light here is balanced with everything in the surroundings. There is not an abundance of nature, fauna, or textures that make the game look even more real, the light does not react to all the textures differently. It reacts to all things in its surroundings equally. Unlike in real life- which semi-realism mimics, were all things reflect light differently- making some objects brighter, shinier or more detailed. 

Everything in older games like Skyrim is balanced in light- simplified, and removes any stressors from real daylight / night blindness that I experience in real life. My eyes don’t hurt when I play games like this. I never cared for all this ‘’graphics need to be more real’’ stuff cuz it hurts my quality of gameplay experience. You can see that the game isn’t real, my eyes relax more and are less focused on every light particle, shadow, distance- everything. It absorbs the picture with much less stress.

Now here’s some screenshots of Horizon.

The light does highly affect everything. The contrast is strong, every texture responds different to light as it would in real life. There’s fog, bloom, every corner and edge is reflecting and responding to light. My eyes react to the screenshot itself the same way as when I am playing the game. It’s absorbing all the information from every single particle because the light is realistic. 

And that goes for night time as well, night time is even worse for me to fight animal robots that jump around and use flash-grenade attacks. (which I despise! Please- give an option to turn those flash effects off!! I want to be able to enjoy these games without getting frustrated from eyestrain.) And yes, I checked. They don’t have it.

God of war has this exact same problem. Elves and Valkyries use flashy attacks- there’s one or two Valkyrie bosses that use blinding attacks that makes the screen flash white. The whole point behind the flash attacks is that it obstructs your gameplay vision for a moment- but for me this does more than affect gameplay; it actually hurts to fight these monsters when I could otherwise deal with them fine and actually enjoy the fight.

I cannot begin to explain to people who don’t experience this; this shit hurts so much. Even as the image itself. That brightness mixed with the highly detailed particles of light, textures, everything else- physically hurts my eyes to look at. Because it sees EVERYTHING the way everything responds to light as if it was real.

Cyberpunk’s city is the worst offender because raytracing adds mirrors that reflects light realistically. this is all cool and epic technology, but turning off the raytracing does not improve it, if everything else still flashes like hell.

I never cared for the whole ‘’graphics need to be good’’ shit, the gameplay and story sells it for me. I don’t care if you hate stiff expressions or physical gameplay bugs- it doesn’t break immersion for me, it makes me laugh. I am having a genuine good time.

Just don’t hurt my eyes please. Dear devs make an eyestrain relief mode, were flash effects and attacks are simplified, were daylight just is a little less bright. It’s all about color correction- (again: changing the graphic settings that you get before you start a game do not affect this, turning the brightness down actually makes stuff harder to see, because it becomes less balanced. I just need the brights to be less bright, not everything else to also become dark.)

Midnight suns has become one of my fav games this year. And before you say this one is also having light stuff going on- If you look well the colors are much more balanced and the backgrounds aren’t as high in particle and texture light reflection as the cyberpunk picture. Tony’s armor has a nice metal effect, but its not ridiculously shiny and the colors are pretty well balanced even as it reflects light. Doctor Strange’s magic effects don’t ‘’flash’’ they just glow. There’s a difference between glowing and flashing. The light of the glow reflects to the rest of the character, but the brightness is more controlled and balanced. Every other texture from the hair to the clothes responds similarly to the light, rather than uniquely like in horizon or god of war. There’s contrast but not too much contrast. It’s dark but not too dark. It’s light but not too light. This picture is both pleasing to look at and doesn’t hurt my eyes at all.

If someone out there is a game dev in the industry and happens on this.. Please spread this out- It would make my life much easier to playing the new generation realism aesthetic of up and coming games. 

If you experience this too, let me know. I feel so alone in this. (I play on performance modes because graphic mode is even worse.)

Breath of the wild’s flat cell shade aesthetic doesn’t do this to my eyes. Pokémon games and other toony games don’t do this to my eyes. It really is the mix of high texture / objects responding to light realistically that makes everything too bright for me. The contrast is beautiful but it just hurts.

It affects my ability to enjoy the games.

I’ll list below examples in case this is helpful.

Games that affect my eyes: Witcher 3 Spiderman 2018 Remastered God of war / god of war ragnarok Cyberpunk 2077 Horizon Forbidden West / Horizon Zero Dawn Games that don’t affect my eyes: Conan Exiles Runescape 3 Spiderman 2018 Fallout 4 Skyrim LOZ: Breath of the wild Marvel’s Midnight Suns Middle earth: Shadow of Mordor

[uwooyoungs]

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[so-the-flowers-whisper]

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA If I told my girlfriend to "get over it" ?

This requires some preface, my girlfriend (25) is chronically ill, and doesnt have a job currently and doctors arent really sure what she has but its being managed, for the most part, she still deals / copes with a lot of pain.

I (25) work a full time job. To support us, and for the past few months she's been begging me to get a new job (ive been applying like crazy to many places but USA job market is fucking awful awful place) and to 'learn to drive' or something to ease her struggles / pain of driving me to work everyday.

The reason why she drives me to work is because, I cant drive but also my vision is extremely bad and i wouldnt be allowed to drive anyways. (Im nightblind and i am legally blind, my vision is BAD)

But for the past 2~ months she has, consistently complained about driving me to work , and nearly making me late every time. Like , its frustrating and I have told her this that her doing this is frustrating me and making me upset she does this because I'm so tired of it. Its all she does most days is drive me to and from work. But theres no alternative for us to get me to work, an uber or lyft would cost 70 dollars both ways and just not reliable. Public transit doesnt exist where we live fully, so i thats not an option either. Truly its just driving there, which takes about 45min - 1 hour depending on traffic.

I wouldnt use the exact words of "get over it" but something much more nicely and better thought out. ?

The only reason I think i would be an asshole is that she is chronically ill, but our circumstances require her to do the driving. Which sucks, for us.

but yeah WIBTA?

[yappacadaver]

Open up my eager eyes

cause I'm Mr. Nightblind

(HC under cut)

Why is this guy nightblind?? Personally I think it has to do with his Elturian history I mean. This place literally had no nighttime

which would honestly drive me completely batshit but damn imagine going from that to Avernus, where the sky was always dark.

[kiastirling-fanfic]

Happy Friday, I would love to see something cute! Dascha Cadash/Blackwall - "we’ll survive, you and i. "

Cuteness occurs! I'm incapable of pure fluff, but it's more cute than not so we're going with it.

@dadrunkwriting

Word count: 986 Pairing: Blackwall/Dascha Cadash Content warnings: mentions of theoretical child death?? Timeline: Post Wicked Eyes Wicked Hearts but before Here Lies the Abyss (and thus pre-Blackwall Plot Twists)

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“We’ll survive, you and I,” Blackwall assured her one night in camp. His sword was laid out on his knees as he ran an oil cloth over it while Dascha checked the fletching on her arrows as they kept watch.

Technically it was just Blackwall’s watch, but everyone had long since come to accept that Dascha would sit it on as many watches as she could to avoid sleeping. And hopefully they’d be joining the host of the Inquisition’s forces soon to take down the attempt at a demon army the wardens were brewing, which meant none of Dascha's companions would need to take a watch again for a while.

"What brought that on?" Dascha didn't stop her fussing with feathers, and Blackwall didn't stop the long slow sweeps of his oilcloth. "Are you getting maudlin in your old age?"

"Cute," Blackwall snorted, and she could see the twitch of his mustache in the firelight that showed he meant it. "No, I only wanted to say it. You've been tense lately, more than usual."

"Right because there's nothing to be tense about," Dascha barked a laugh, probably sounding half manic. "I put a warmonger on the throne, we killed a dragon yesterday, and when the army gets here we get to march on wardens, your brethren. Nothing to be tense about."

"I didn't say there was no reason." Apparently doubting his sincerity was what it took to get Blackwall to set down his sword. He wrapped it lightly in the cloth kit he'd had splayed in his lap and laid it gently in the sand before he approached her.

Soon she was tucked up against his side on the same side of the fire facing out past the cliffs and dunes. Less than the blazing heat of the fire before her, but Blackwall's warmth was better certainly, especially without his gambeson or any armor plating getting in the way. Dascha set her arrows down on the other side and leaned into him.

They stayed that way for a few minutes, only the crackling fire, Bull's snores, and some squabbling phoenixes in the distance to break the night's quiet. If Dascha weren't nightblind already she imagined the stars might be pretty.

"You aren't going to lull me to sleep," she grumbled after a while, ignoring how her eyes wanted to droop, instead nuzzling her head into his side.

"I wouldn't dream of it," he assured her. "I only thought you deserved a moment of peace. You've more than earned it, and more than most."

"Sweet talker." And he was. You wouldn't think it, big hulking hairy man with a sword and a thick marcher accent, but Dascha had never heard half the sweet nothings he whispered to her in their brief moments before a kiss was stolen and they each went back to their own duties. "So. We both survive. What then?" 

"Kill Corypheus, I should hope. Then whatever else the Inquisition needs done."

"And you with the wardens? Once this calling thing stops." Alistair hadn't said much to her about it, said it was Blackwall's place since they were together, but it didn't sound good, not if it could scare all the wardens in the south to succumb to demons.

"Perhaps. But I would hardly be the first warden to take a step back. Move on from being a wandering recruiter and start training the young upstarts instead, or desk work. Every organization has desk work, even the wardens."

"We could have rooms in a warden keep then?" That didn't sound too bad, truth be told. She was kind of used to living in a keep now anyway, and the Inquisition wouldn't go on forever. Even if it did, she could pass the reins to someone else once the current crisis was past; what use was she in dealing with all this Andrastian nonsense? Once the rifts were all dealt with and Corypheus was dead, Dascha could quit. They only needed her for her arm anyway.

“Or a cottage near one. It’d be warmer, and there’d be more room.”

“Room? What would we need room for?” Dascha had slept in Carta boltholes ever since leaving Orzammar; her cabin in Haven had already seemed huge by comparison, and her quarters in Skyhold were ridiculously opulent. What would she ever need more room for?

“Whatever we want, I suppose. Things. A dog. Children.”

Children. Ancestors that was a possibility wasn’t it? If they were serious. Dascha tried to laugh it off anyway. Dascha could only see Blackwall’s face a little by peeking up through her lashes, but he looked just as queasy to say it as she did to hear it. How did people even raise children? Not like she’d been raised, certainly.

“That would involve actually having sex, Warden.” Which they hadn’t done, not for lack of trying. It was just impossible to have more than a few seconds to themselves with the Inquisition it seemed, everything always on the edge of collapsing. “And dwarves aren’t known for our, ah, fertility as is. I should tell you about Orzammar sometime, and the noble chasers.”

“But if it happened, would you be opposed?”

“Would you?”

Blackwall had a rather visceral reaction to children screaming she’d learned, even though the children in Skyhold only did so for fun while playing. But his hackles rose and if it happened suddenly he was liable to spin around with his sword drawn; there was something there. Had he been a father before the Wardens? Or had he simply seen one too many kids killed by darkspawn in the Blight?

“I’m not. Opposed, I mean. If you wanted children, I’d want them too.” Not that he did for certain want them now, but not that he didn't, either.

“We’ll see. After we finally have the chance to knock boots, then you can think about all the fat hairy babies we’re gonna have, okay?”

[morbidwanderer]

Trying to find the Happy medium between being totally silent and anonymous and unhinhed and adored on Tumblr is like trying to find your ketamine in a dark room except your nightblind and already finished your bag.

[naerwenia]

The Witch and the Guardian of the Lake - Jason Vorhees x Reader

A short drabble, just fluff and mentions of murder. Idea came to me while celebrating Imbolc. Spring is coming!

Jason Vorhees x reader. Reader is a witch and has nightblindness.

It was dark again. You could not see, but knew you were safe. No matter how dark it got, you were safe. Too many nights you had been scared after leaving the city and everyone you knew, but you had finally found peace in the woods. It was rough, of course, and many nights you thought about going back, but never did, this was the way you wanted to live your life. 

You were sitting inside, waiting for the water to boil to make some tea. You had put more water than usual, having a hunch the strange man from the other side of the woods might make an appearance tonight, but if not, well, you could always use another cup while knitting. It was nearing full moon, so you were making preparations for another ritual. There was something you were asking for, hoping to get, but it was not in your hands, so asking the God and Goddess to guide others away was your only option. 

When you had first left the city and moved to a cabin in the woods, you were mostly on your own, at times going to the markets to sell your crafts and at times your magical services, but that was only when someone really needed it and was guided to you by someone you trusted. Unfortunately the word about a witch in the woods spread quick, which brought nothing but misfortune those adventuring to the woods. 

The first time you heard about the murders was when police came knocking on your door. Young people gutted, only one survived. They said it was all done by an unnaturally large figure, which really didn’t match you, but as you were the one living close to the crime scene (and someone outside the society), they had to interrogate you. It became clear to them that it really couldn’t be you since you couldn’t see that well in the dark. Even during the day it was sometimes difficult to see in the woods, as the shadows made it difficult to see, so when the autumn came, you could be seen with a lantern picking berries and mushrooms, just in case the shadows became too much. 

Something told you you would be fine, even during the dark nights. Well, you knew something that might be related, but be fair, didn’t want to disclose to the cops. A large male figure sometimes came to visit you in the middle of the night. You never heard his steps when even the tiniest crack of leaves in the wind got your attention, but when he came near, you could feel his presence. It was a terrifying aura, but you kept yourself  in check, welcoming them to your small house or to sit next you by the fire. It took a few times of welcoming him before he came close. 

A whistle from the kettle brought you back from your thoughts, and you went to get it and made a cup of tea and a cup of cocoa (with a bit of cream). As soon as you had them made you took them outside, and the man was there, sitting on a bench. You smiled, not really seeing anything, only a faded figure, like an aura of pure black in the moonlight, and sat on the bench next to him, giving him the cup of cocoa. 

It was silent, there was no wind, and sky was quickly getting hidden behind thick clouds. Only your words made any sounds, and they too were quiet, not wanting to startle the man, or as you sometimes thought of him, spirit of the woods, the guardian of the Crystal Lake. 

“I was worried about you. I didn’t know when you would come to me again. There are people after you, but I guess that’s their problem, not yours,” you said, ruffling his hair. It smelled like seaweed and felt about the same, but it was part of him, and the fact he let you touch him so freely now was so sweet. Rather than waste time just sitting there next to you, he put the cup on the ground and put his head on your lap. It was always a surprise, a man larger than a boulder seeking you to just lay his head in your lap, but you didn’t mind. You guessed the silent figure from the woods was just as lonely as you, maybe even more, and you had soft hands and affection to give. He was cold to touch, but you could feel something warm in him, even if you could not put your finger on it. So you gave him a kiss on the cheek and hugged him, sharing your warmth and affection, smiling softly to yourself. He only let out a puff, making you giggle a bit.

“Okay, I won’t smother you, but know you are always welcome here. And thank you.”

[nightbllnd]

I never thought I'd feel sexual attraction to a fictional character, let alone a robot duck show host with a roulette theme that uses pet names in every other sentence and has a lisp.

[carrionkid]

Also there was a portion that had no lights at all and was super pitch black and I have like. Miserable depth perception and am low-key nightblind from visual snow so I was very slowly walking along with both hands in front of me and a scare actor in all black hiding in the shadows was like c'mon man. Don't be scared. The door is right there, and gestured to it like naur dude I couldn't see BEBDJHRBDBDBD

Guy who was laughing hysterically at every scare about to meet his final match: a long dark hallway where he can't tell where the walls are

[lemonofthevalley]

my sister is being an asshole to me because I said I'm nightblind and literally cannot see in the dark ! thanks