#OE-18

[seased]

you know never seen anyone else mention it. but im kinda sad how the dedf1sh sanitization timeline worked out to have them the same age as the rest of the cast now. i was really hoping for a degree of frozen caveman shit. some “i got iced in 1983” shit. anything for “that’s a cellphone?????” antics

[squidkidnerd]

i stg the next person who makes a "haha 8 is an innocent uwu baby who doesn't know about sex!" joke is gonna be murdered. by me.

[cxlliefxn]

NONONO I DID NOT JUST SEE SOMEONE SHIP MALE AGENT 8 WITH MARINA

[eileennatural]

something i really like abt fma 03 is that al actually acts like a little kid like down to having "tantrums" i think it makes more sense than in brotherhood where he usually acts more mature than ed even

[justhorizon1]

Hello, I have more art month days (18-24)

Day 19 is the description of: I have no will, or time for this today.

Anyway, here are them drawings

Day 18 - Moon

Idk where I was going with this but it ended up looking ok, I think...

Day 19 - Drainage System

Here is this absolutely-no-effort thing. I don't like drainage system(because of the leeches), I didn't have time to draw Drainage system.

Day 20 - Scavenger chieftan mask

KILL

Day 21 - Karma 4 : Gluttony

His greed is incomprehensible

(That's a strawberry lizard trying to drag away a whole king vulture back to its den)

Days 22, 23, 24 - Danglefruit, Outer Expanse, Slugpups.

I once found two slugpups that looked very much so like little copies of Survivor and Monk but with swapped personalities. The yellow-orange one chose violence, and the oof-white one was very friendly. I decided to do the OE ending with them(It was a struggle)

Fun fact : did you know that there is a glitch in the Spearmaster campaign that if you spawn in a slugpup and finish the campaign with it after you go back into the save in Sky Islands, the slugpup ends up getting copied like 50 or more so times and they end up falling everywhere and you have to watch almost all of them fall into the death pits on either side in horror? Yeah, I didn't know this either before I decided to try and fishing the Spearmaster campaign with 3 slugpups :')

[neteyamssyulang]

† Scandalous Consequences †

† Chapter I †

† For this story the humans use a shot to breath pandora air †

† Based on this request †

† Pairing: Aonung aged up x Fem human reader †

† Summary: You didn’t know that one night with Aonung would change your life forever

† Warnings: One night stand, Smut 18+, P in V, Dom Aonung, Sub reader, Belly bulge, Creampie, Rude Aonung.

† Total word count: 2,263 †

† Translation(s): Translation(s): Marui -> Home, Tsne sevin tawtute.. atut oe si nga zir tsìltsan -> Shh pretty human, let me make you feel good, Nafì'u a tsìltsan 'eve su oe -> Such a good girl for me, 'upe lu keyawr hì'i 'aw -> What’s wrong little one?, Hahaw lu losk. Oe mkna efuu säfpìlh -> Sleep is overrated. I have better ideas, Oe rnua si tsal ha -> I’ll make it fit, Syulang -> Flower, Kehe, nga’lur venatal lu ou sonfey pam -> No, your moans are my favorite sound, Tewng -> Loincloth, Tawtute -> Human, Sa’nok -> Mother, Ma’Itan -> My son, Vrrtep -> Demon.

† A/N: This took so long to get out I’m sorry

It wasn't supposed to happen like this, it was one thing that now led to you being stuck with the metkayina prince, Aonung.

When Jake had called in saying they needed new coms and some amo for his guns, Norm had instructed you to come with him and Max to drop off the supplies which you happily agreed too.

It had been so long since you saw the sully's ever since they left the forest to seek uturu in the metkayina village.

The flight there took exactly 4 days as you made your way over the vast ocean towards awa'atlu, your heart beat in excitement knowing you'd be able to see your friends again.

As the helicopter landed on the beach a sea of metkayina crowded around the alien machine curious on what it is and why it's there.

Immediately spotting Jake you jumped out the helicopter and ran up to him hugging him, he chuckled at this since you barely reached past his belly button but nevertheless he was happy to see you.

You helped him carry the boxes of equipment to his marui, technically he had to carry you aswell since the bouncy walkway kept making you almost fall.

Once reaching the marui your greeted by the rest of the sullys who are eager to hug you once Jake sets you down.

The sullys were like your second family, you were always with them when they still lived in the forest, even Neytiri loved you despite her hate for humans.

As the time came for you, Max and Norm to leave a bad storm came rolling in. The weather became too bad for flying in so you three had to stay until the storm passed.

You were each given your own temporary marui and Aonung offered to start the fire for each of you so you could cook your meals and also stay warm.

When it came time for Aonung to start the fire in your marui you and him began talking, that talking soon led to him leaning in to kiss you.

"A-Aonung wha-" "Tsne sevin tawtute.. atut oe si nga zir tsìltsan.." he murmured softly finally capturing your lips with his. The kiss was soft but passionate, one of his hands moved to your hip while the other went to your cheek gently stroking it.

The metkayina carefully picked you up before getting up and walking over to the bed, slowly he got down placing you onto the soft bedding never breaking the kiss.

The size difference between you both made him feel even more arousad to where he couldn't hardly control himself, he broke the kiss only to trail wet kisses to your neck sucking and nipping at the skin.

You moaned softly turning your head to give the man more access, "Nafì'u a tsìltsan 'eve su oe" he praised.

Slight realization hits you and your using most of your strength to try and push him off, confused Aonung leans up still hovering over you "'upe lu keyawr hì'i 'aw?"

Looking away still you avoided his gaze "We can't do this.. it's wrong and we should be sleeping." You spoke quietly.

Aonung sighed moving one of his hands to your chin forcing you to look at him as he spoke "Hahaw lu losk. Oe mkna efuu säfpìlh."

His eyes locked with yours and slowly you nodded your head giving him the ok, the metkayina brought one of your hands to his lips gently kissing each individual finger before doing the same to your other hand.

Placing your hands back down he helped take off the baggy shirt you wore along with your bra, panties, and shorts so you were left bare under his lustful gaze.

Leaning back down Aonung placed a soft kiss on your lips until he trailed those kisses down your body all while keeping eye contact with you.

Aonung knows you won't be able to properly take him unless he prepares you, it's taking him so much restraint to hold back instead of pouncing on you taking it for himself.

A shiver runs down your spine as you feel his hot breath against your pussy, his long tongue runs up and down your slit slowly before two of his fingers spread your lips open.

Instantly his mouth waters at the sight and he dives in, one of his fingers prodes at your entrance till it slips inside curling against your sweet spot.

Soft moans leave your lips as your hands reached down tangling themselves in his hair, “Aonung!..” you squealed feeling your orgasm approaching rapidly.

Aonung grinned against your folds slipping yet another finger inside you “Yes pretty girl?” He purred, his thick na’vi accent making you clench around his fingers.

Before you could reach your climax he removed his fingers from your now dripping pussy bringing them to his lips sucking your juices off.

Your skin warmed as you watched him but quickly looked away as his gaze set on you, a low growl rumbled through Aonungs chest as he grabbed your chin forcing you to look at him “Keep your eyes on me beautiful.”

Obeying you kept your eyes on him watching as he now let go of you to quickly untie his tewng throwing it off to the side, shit he was massive..

The metkayina smirked seeing your eyes widen, he knew he was going to have fun ruining you for everyone else. “W-will it even fit?” You asked softly wondering if this was a good idea.

Aonung didn’t respond at first, he quickly moved between your legs positioning his hard cock at your entrance “Oe rnua si tsal ha'” he murmured now slipping his cockhead past your entrance slowly stretching you out.

The stretch burned worse than his fingers, your body felt like it was on fire. Aonung noticed tears threatening to fall from your eyes and stilled his movements leaning down to pepper loving kisses along your face, neck, and chest.

“Shh syulang it’s ok” he spoke softly giving you time to adjust to his size, once the burning sensation started going away you tapped his shoulder giving him the ok to start moving again.

Slowly he began moving pushing more of his length into you, finally he bottomed out and a prominent buldge could be seen in your stomach.

The last of Aonungs resolve crumbled, he pulled out halfway before snapping his hips into yours making a choked out moan leave your lips.

His pace was brutal not caring how fragile your small body was, one of your hands gripped onto his arm while the other covered your mouth muffling your moans.

Huffing Aonung picked up his pace, his heavy balls slapping against your ass “Kehe, nga’lur venatal lu ou sonfey pam!”

One of his hands stayed next to your head holding himself up while the other yanked the hand that was covering your mouth off. “T-they wi-will he-h-he-” “Let them hear how good I’m making you feel, I do not care” he cut you off hissing.

Your orgasm was building up fast again as well as Aonungs, but him being a “gentleman” he held back wanting you to cum first.

Using his free hand he pushed down on the bulge on your stomach making the coil inside you snap, you screamed as your orgasm washed over you, your walls clenching around his now throbbing cock.

Aonung groaned rolling his eyes back feeling you get even tighter if that’s even possible, with one last hard thrust he buried himself deep inside of you spilling his seed in your womb.

You both stayed in that position for awhile until the metkayina pulled away, his now softed cock slipping out of you with a wet pop. Reaching over he got a cloth that was tied to his tewng and proceeded to clean you up as best as he could without hurting you.

He then cleaned himself up putting his tewng back on afterwards, looking over he saw how tired and worn out you were so he helped you put your own clothes back on “You did so well tawtute..but this will never happen again.”

His voice was the last thing you heard as you drifted off to sleep.

The next morning came fast with the suns rays shining through slits in the marui, your eyes fluttered open expecting to see Aonung but he wasn’t there.

Confused you sat up looking around, you thought he would’ve stayed after what happened but apparently not. The flaps of the marui burst open with an exhausted Max walking through “Let’s go y/n, Norm is waiting for us.”

Nodding you stoood up wincing at the pain between your legs as you and Max left the marui stepping onto the bouncy walkway, the walk to the helicopter was short but felt long since you had to navigate your way past the na’vi.

The sullys were waiting for you as you finally reached it, you bid everyone goodbye before stepping inside after Max. The blades started spinning as the helicopter rose taking off back to the forest.

5 months have passed by, you got back into your normal routine just helping out the scientists, except now occasionally running to the bathroom throwing up.

That wasn’t even the worse part of this, you realized 3 months after you came back that you were pregnant. Wanting to keep it to yourself you never told anyone and if anyone ever did ask you’d just say it was food poisoning.

Eventually you grew concerned, you were carrying a half na’vi half human child in your womb but your stomach only had a small bump which you could cover easily.

Sighing you made your way out the human outpost and towards the village, eywa it was only a 10 minute walk yet you were already tired.

Upon reaching the village you walked to the healers tent stepping inside, Mo’at who was alone in there just grinding some herbs lifted her head smiling at you.

“My child, what brings you here?” She asked raising a non existent eyebrow since you did not seem to be injured, hesitantly you walked over now kneeling infront of her.

Before you can speak she smiled “Does it have something to do with the child growing inside you?”

Your eyes widened in surprise “How- how did you-” , “I am tsahik darling I always know.” Well that was true but it still shocked you.

“You must go back to the metkayina clan” she spoke standing up placing the now grounded herbs on a small desk.

Huffing in disbelief you stood up carefully “I will not, I have no reason to go back there.”

The tsahik chuckled quietly to herself “My dear” she began turning towards you “You mated with a metkayina and now are carrying his child, you must go back.”

You can’t believe your going back to awa’atlu, Mo’at had you pack all your belongings which wasn’t much then get into one of the helicopters with her following behind.

Naturally she didn’t want to ride in the alien machine but she did not have a choice, her ikran was killed in the first war and she has not bonded with another since then.

It was rare for tsahiks to venture off leaving the village but she planned everything out, her prized student would take over as acting tsahik while she was away which would only be for a few days.

The ride to awa’atlu was annoying as it was last time, you stayed quiet most of the flight there only engaging in conversation if someone wanted to speak with you.

After 4 long days the village came into sight and once again it landed in the same spot with netkayina gathering around the machine.

You stepped out first then Mo’at moving through the sea of metkayina towards the healers tent where Ronal would be and surely she was.

Mo’at gestured for you to stay outside while she went in to discuss the situation with the tsahik of the metkayina. A few moments pass before both tsahiks walk out with Ronal glaring daggers at you.

“We have decided” Mo’at spoke first, you were confused till you saw Aonung walking over with his ears pinned back against his head.

He stood next to his mother Ronal as she now spoke “You will stay here with my son as you two are now mates” “But sa’nok..” “It is decided ma’itan!” She hissed.

Mo’at gave you a soft smile along with words of encouragement as she walked away back to the helicopter, you watched as she got inside and the helicopter slowly rised till flying away.

Looking back to Aonung and Ronal you gulped quietly, Aonung was narrowing his eyes at you while his mother was yelling at him in na’vi gesturing towards you.

His gaze fell to the ground as Ronal turned to look at you “You will stay in my sons marui of course and I will come by later to check how you are doing” she said with a fake smile.

Not wanting to anger her more you simply nodded turning towards Aonung since Ronal walked back into the healers tent.

“I-” “Do not speak to me vrrtep!” He hissed at you turning around walking off leaving you alone. Aonung couldn’t believe what was happening to him, he didn’t want a mate especially not a human mate.

Groaning in frustration he made his way to a certain marui hoping to relive some of his stress before having to return to you.

[opelman]

Pair of P-51s by Treflyn Lloyd-Roberts Via Flickr: Two Mustangs perform a formation pass during their display over Sywell as part of the 2024 Air Show. Aircraft: Commonwealth CA-18 Mustang G-JERK painted as 44-14152/QI-T "Jersey Jerk" and Flying Bulls' North American Aviation P-51D Mustang OE-EFB 44-74427/G4-C "Nooky Booky IV". Location: Sywell Aerodrome (ORM/EGBK), Northamptonshire, UK.

[lesbian-octoling]

Unpopular opinion but I find the headcanons of "marina and pearl adopt agent 8" to personally be really weird to me considering oth is still really youg themselves and agent 8 isn't like... a toddler. That's at LEAST a teen. Which means... theyre like. Kinda really close in age. It's implied they're like, 16 isn't it? And marina is 18 during events of OE. Like yeah definitely different but in a few years it's like. Ones 20 and ones 22 you see what I mean. Like .... they went to school together

Edit and disclaimer: obviously this varies depending on if your agent 8 is an oc or not, some people make their 8 younger, that's totally fine and I do not care. In fact, I don't even care if you do it when 8 is older. I just personally find it strange, but as long as ur not hurting anyone It is none of my business.

I originally made this post because the people who fall into the popular "adoption" headcanon have started to be mean and weird to people who have 8 and OTH interacting in a more adult manor than a parent and child manor. Brought up 8 flirting and a bunch of people suddenly went "that's weird she's like their mom" no she's not. That is not canon. That is a widely popular fanon thing. Stop being weird.

If you're not being weird this doesn't apply to you I'm not pissing on the poor

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Complete Summary of Neighborhoods, Lots, and Episodes from ContentRegistry when it's renamed to ContentRegistry.package:

1. General Information:

The ContentRegistry.package file (located in TSData\Res) contains:

2 Content Registry files.

A directory of compressed files.

The second Content Registry file includes:

Neighborhood IDs (NID), lot names, character names (e.g., Óon in N008), objects, flags, hairstyles.

Data is partially readable via a text editor, despite containing random characters.

2. Main Neighborhoods:

Pleasantview (presumably N001):

Characters: 166.

Lots: 29 (no names specified).

Strangetown (presumably N002):

Characters: 173.

Lots: 11 (no names specified).

Veronaville (presumably N003):

Characters: 176.

Lots: 27 (no names specified).

3. Riverside (N008):

Characters: \~194.

Lots:

Carmina Drive: 2, 37, 44, 6, 4, 7.

Davison Street: 21, 20, 2, 22, 9, 6.

Huntington Blvd: 7, 25, 9, 5, 8.

Tourneau Tarrace: 1, 14.

Other Addresses:

1 Ng Way.

Sidewalk (public lot).

Testing Zone (debug lot).

14 numbered houses (missing 9 and 10):

1 Seth Bachelor Pad, 2 Margaret Bachelorette Pad, 3 Just Married, 4 Pregnancy, 5 Two Toddlers, 6 Two Children, 7 Little Tommy, 8 Two Teens, 11 Adult Timmy, 12 Seth and Margaret Elders, 13 Timmy Parents Elders, 14 Amber and Timmy.

Additional: 14 unnamed lots.

4. Test/Tuning Neighborhoods:

z_Sedona:

Characters: 23.

Lots: Staging (likely a test lot), Pool Party, 2 unnamed lots.

z_Tuning:

Characters: 30.

Lots: Episode 1, Episode 4, Townie Ghetto, Episodic Townie Ghetto, Tuning, Tuning House A/B/BS.

z_Automation:

Characters: 106.

Lots: Community Test, Autotesting, Autotesting S1e–zB1g (possibly random characters).

z_OEPlayground (N009):

Characters: 100.

Lots: Klandathu?, Apartment Complex?, Downtown OE Ville, OE Happyfreak, Luminous Sanctuary, 2 unknown lots.

z_Lighting (N011):

Characters: 124.

Lots: largewindow diagonal, LampLand, lamp_small, PortalPlace/PortalPlace9V, Golden Archways, hero 2 x9, Diagonal Gateway, the doors, outdoor lighting, windows diagonal, The Double Doors, objects with lights, 7 unnamed lots.

z_ObjectReview:

Characters: 0.

Lots: 8 unnamed.

Waterside:

Characters: \~160.

Lots: 34 unnamed.

5. Tutorial & Missing Data:

Tutorial:

Characters: 18 (31 in the final release).

Lots: 6 (unnamed, present in the full release).

Not Mentioned:

Europa/Veronaville NID 5.

Strangeville/Strangetown N010.

Names of most characters (except Óon in N008).

Pleasantview (likely moved to N001-3).

6. Key Observations:

Riverside:

Resembles the Steering Committee build from The Sims 1 (tutorial with numbered scenario-based lots: toddlers, teens, pregnancy).

Created late in development, explaining its structured layout.

z_Tuning and z_Automation:

Contain lots named Episode 1, Autotesting, suggesting testing/episodic zones.

z_Lighting:

Lots related to lighting tests (e.g., lamp_small, outdoor lighting).

Lot Names:

Some may include random characters (e.g., Autotesting S1e–zB1g).

Cleaner list in Sims Fandom.

Source: The Sims 2 Beta Discord Server, #ts2-beta-documentation channel.

[lacerta123]

Just out of curiosity I looked at AO3 to see how many people write fanfic for marvel comics vs the MCU. This is a list of fandoms and the number of five in them because I found it interesting. Date: 10/15/2024

Marvel - 626,081

Marvel Comics-

Marvel - 64,640

Marvel 616 - 54,598

X-Men (Comicverse) - 10532

Avengers - 9186

Young Avengers - 3386

Loki - 2129

Thor - 2099

Deadpool - 1957

Venom - 1745

Marvel Ultimate Universe - 1544

Ultimates - 746

New Mutants - 598

Runaways - 456

Marvel Adventures - 446

X-Factor - 430

Captain Marvel - 407

Marvel Adventures: Avengers - 397

Ghost Rider - 385

X-Force - 367

Marvel Noir - 349

Marvel 2099 - 311

X-Men: First Class - 306

New Avengers - 228

Marvel Secret Wars Battleworlds - 217

Dark Avengers - 200

X-Men (Ultimateverse) - 185

Morbius: The Living Vampire - 173

X-23 - 168

Inhumans - 165

Excalibur - 160

Nova - 154

Champions - 147

Generation X - 142

Silk - 142

Spider-Girl - 141

All New X-Factor - 139

West Coast Avengers - 139

Unbelievable Gwenpool - 136

Thunderbolts - 128

House of M - 124

New Warriors - 123

Gambit - 118

Iron Fist - 103

The Defenders - 89

Avengers Academy - 85

Alpha Flight - 84

Avengers: The Initiative - 77

Secret Avengers - 76

X-Men Legacy - 74

Eternals - 65

Marvel Tsum Tsum - 65

Agents of Altas - 64

Wasp - 54

Marvel 1602 - 51

Mockingbird - 50

Age of Apocalypse - 49

Marvel Adventures: Iron Man - 49

Carnage - 45

Alias - 49

Uncanny Avengers - 44

Heroes For Hire - 43

Cloak & Dagger - 42

Angela - 38

Exiles - 32

Power Pack - 28

Tales of Suspense - 28

Legendary Star-Lord - 27

FF | Future Foundation - 25

X-Treme X-Men - 25

Hellcat - 22

Strange Academy - 18

Adam Warlock - 17

The Marvels - 17

X-Terminators - 16

The Order - 15

Secret Warriors - 14

Young Allies - 13

Avengers Arena - 11

Incredible Hercules - 11

Asgardians of the Galaxy - 10

Silver Surfer - 10

The Vision - 10

Blade - 9

X-Club - 9

Daughters of the Dragon - 9

Nyx - 8

Young X-Men - 8

Earth X - 7

Marvel Boy - 7

Marvel Divas - 6

Nomad - 6

Truth: Red White and Black - 6

The Pulse - 5

All Winners - 4

Fallen Angels - 4

Night Nurse - 4

Strikeforce - 4

Avengers Undercover - 3

It’s Jeff - 3

New Ultimate Universe Created by the Maker - 3

JLA/Avengers - 3

Marvel Her-Oes - 3

America - 2

Dazzler - 2

Nomad: Girl Without a World - 2

Slingers - 2

Sword Master - 2

T.E.S.T Kitchen - 2

Marvel Meow - 2

Ares - 1

District X - 1

Generation Hope - 1

Muties - 1

Operation S.I.N. - 1

Sentinel - 1

X-Men (New Ultimateverse Created by the Maker) - 1

[cant-get-no-worse]

Highlights of the parade

Laporta checking the girls weren’t breaking their skulls on the bridge

Koundé wearing a Dembélé shirt

People throwing random clothes at the buses to get them signed

Lewandowski, Raphinha, Koundé, Busi, Dembélé hangover asf wearing sunglasses

Chants for Busi

Chants for Pedri

Chants for Leo

Chants for Xavi

Xavi happy and throwing kisses at the crowd

“This is kind of a side parade for the femeni cause they’re playing the UCL next week”

Pizzas

Gerard Romero beefing with policemen

Gavi being an overexcited puppy

CAMPEONES CAMPEONAS OE OE OE

Chants for Alexia

Xavi facetiming his family and shoving the phone in Araujo’s face

Koundé throwing flags at the crowd like medieval spears

Gavi’s (18 yo) « congrats little bro » to Ousmane (26 yo)

Stream shit ass quality reflecting our broke ass institution

Xavi throwing beers at the crowd

UNNNN CRIIIIT VALEEEEEENT

Busi and Alba celebrating their last parade together

Raphinha looking like Brazilian Santa Claus

Aitana and her beige scarf making me choke

Families on balconies with various shirts and flags from old seasons

Pedri being a rare pokémon you see three (3) times during the whole parade

“Oh no me I’m here for the girls”

Frenkie de Jong life-size cardboard cutout

Araujo shouting at Romero with a mic

Romero running away

Kessié, Dembélé, Gavi and Koundé posing for a rap album cover

Pedri signing bananas

“It’s not just about the title, it’s about bringing the joy back to Barcelona fans and to a whole city.”

Everyone helicoptering their scarves at Plaça Catalunya

Lewandowski activating his inner tiktoker genes

Commentators rambling about for two hours

Xavi spotting Corbella, former FCB kitman for 3 decades in the crowd and asking him to hop on the bus

[perfectdreamshoeshark]

ĐỜI NGƯỜI DÀI NHƯ VẬY, RỐT CUỘC ĐIỀU GÌ LÀ QUAN TRỌNG NHẤT?

Năm 3 tuổi, tôi nắm chặt cây kẹo mút trong tay, kiên định cho rằng đây là điều quan trọng nhất đời mình.

Năm 5 tuổi, tôi mất cả buổi chiều ngày hè nắng gắt mới có thể bắt được một con chuồn chuồn, vào khoảnh khắc đó hình như nó mới là điều quan trọng.

Năm 7 tuổi, tôi nhìn chằm chằm tấm giấy khen trên tay bạn cùng bàn, vừa thấy ngưỡng mộ lại còn có chút ghen tị. Hình như tờ giấy khen cũng là điều quan trọng thì phải.

Năm 9 tuổi, tôi nằm dài dưới bóng cây râm mát, những vệt nắng len lỏi qua kẽ lá chiếu rọi lên gương mặt tôi. Một kỳ nghỉ hè nhàn nhã vô lo vô nghĩ mới thật quan trọng làm sao.

Năm 13 tuổi, tôi ý thức rằng giấy báo trúng tuyển của một ngôi trường cấp 3 trọng điểm mới là điều quan trọng nhất cuộc đời tôi.

Năm 16 tuổi, tôi ngồi trong lớp học, một làn gió mát khẽ khàng thổi vào phòng, tôi ngẩn người nhìn tóc đuôi ngựa của bạn nữ ngồi phía trước. Bỗng nhiên tôi cảm thấy rằng nếu cứ mãi như này cũng rất tốt.

Năm 18 tuổi, tôi học ngày học đêm, nỗ lực không biết mệt, tất cả chỉ vì giấy báo trúng tuyển đại học.

Năm 22 tuổi, rời xa giảng đường Đại học, tôi chập chững học cách bước vào đời, có một công việc tốt đã trở thành điều làm tôi mong mỏi nhất.

Năm 24 tuổi, tôi kết hôn. Tôi ngắm nhìn đại sảnh nườm nượp khách mời, và còn có cả cô dâu của tôi nữa. Đương nhiên đó không phải là cô gái mà năm 16 tuổi tôi vẫn thường lén nhìn, tự dưng trong lòng tôi cũng có đôi chút tiếc nuối. Thế nhưng vào lúc này, vợ tôi đã trở thành người quan trọng nhất cuộc đời tôi.

Năm 25 tuổi, tôi nâng cốc với bạn bè, cả lũ cùng nhau khoe khoang, khoác lác đủ thứ chuyện. Ở độ tuổi chưa quá am hiểu sự đời, chúng tôi chỉ cảm thấy mặt mũi thể diện là quan trọng nhất.

Năm 26 tuổi, tôi sốt ruột đứng đợi ngoài cửa phòng sinh. Một lúc sau, tiếng trẻ con khóc oe oe phá vỡ đi sự yên tĩnh đáng sợ đó. Tôi biết rằng, một điều quan trọng nữa lại đến với tôi rồi.

Năm 33 tuổi, tôi gần như kiệt sức vì những khoản vay mua nhà và mua xe, lúc này tôi thấy rằng tiền mới là quan trọng nhất.

Năm 38 tuổi, người ba lúc nào cũng cứng đầu cố chấp bắt đầu hỏi ý kiến tôi về mọi việc, tôi chợt nhận ra hình như ba đã già rồi. Mẹ không còn hỏi răn dạy tôi đủ thứ nữa, tôi cũng biết rằng mẹ đã già rồi.

Con trai không còn suốt ngày bám dính lấy tôi, nó bắt đầu có bạn bè và cuộc sống riêng của nó. Tôi hiểu rằng, từ nay về sau khoảng cách giữa tôi và con trai sẽ càng ngày càng xa hơn. Năm 38 tuổi tôi chợt bừng tỉnh nhận ra, hình như thời gian mới là điều quan trọng nhất trên thế gian này.

Năm 40 tuổi, nhìn vào một mớ kết quả kiểm tra sức khỏe, tôi mới nghĩ rằng, hình như tôi chưa từng cảm thấy bản thân mình quan trọng nhất.

Năm 45 tuổi, tôi cứ mơ hồ vậy mà đã sống hết nửa đời người. Ôm cái bụng bia ngồi câu cá, tôi chợt nghĩ lại những ước mơ từ thuở niên thiếu, chưa bao giờ tôi thấy giấc mơ lại quan trọng đến thế.

Năm 50 tuổi, nhìn con trai nắm tay một cô gái xinh đẹp bước vào lễ đường, tôi nheo mắt nhìn con trai trên sân khấu, tự hỏi rằng cô dâu có phải là người con gái nó từng yêu năm 16 tuổi không? Thế nhưng tôi vẫn thấy hạnh phúc của con trai vẫn quan trọng hơn hạnh phúc của tôi.

Năm 55 tuổi, tôi thở hổn hển chạy theo sau lưng cháu nội, chỉ sợ nó vấp ngã. Vào khoảnh khắc đó, tôi cũng không muốn đặt những kỳ vọng lớn lao gì cho cháu mình, chỉ cần nó có thể sống vui vẻ bình an là được rồi.

Năm 60 tuổi, tôi chôn cất bố mẹ cùng một chỗ. Lớn tuổi rồi, cũng đã trải qua rất nhiều việc, vậy nên tôi không rơi nước mắt nữa. Thế nhưng lúc đó tôi thấy, lời trách móc của ba với sự càm ràm của mẹ hóa ra cũng quan trọng đến thế.

Năm 70 tuổi, vợ tôi thế mà lại đi trước tôi một bước, để lại một mình tôi trên cõi đời. Công việc của vợ chồng con trai cũng có thành tựu, cháu trai đã đi du học. Tôi không có gì nhiều để làm chỉ có thể lang thang trên phố xá, lúc này mới thấy sự đồng hành của vợ quan trọng biết bao.

Năm 75 tuổi, ở bệnh viện bác sĩ bảo tôi ra ngoài đợi, chỉ cho con trai ở lại. Tôi biết thời gian không còn nhiều nữa rồi. Tranh thủ lúc này tôi gọi điện cho cháu trai, muốn nói với nó rằng: Năm 16 tuổi nếu có thích ai thì nhất định phải giữ chặt lấy, giống như khi 3 tuổi nắm chặt lấy cây kẹo mút vậy. Nghĩ đi nghĩ lại thì thấy nói vậy cũng không hay lắm nên tôi chỉ nói: ông nội nhớ con rồi, có thời gian thì đến thăm ông nhé. Bác sĩ trấn an tôi rằng vấn đề không nghiêm trọng, tôi cười và nói với bác sĩ rằng không có gì lớn lao đâu. Nhưng thực ra tôi lại xem những ngày còn lại trên cuộc đời là điều quan trọng nhất.

Năm 76 tuổi, cháu trai tôi trở về với tôi, để nó phải nhìn thấy dáng vẻ thoi thóp hơi tàn của tôi làm trong lòng tôi không khỏi khó chịu. on trai và con dâu của tôi đang đứng bên giường khóc lóc thảm thiết, tôi không còn sức lực để nghĩ xem điều gì là quan trọng nhất nữa. Tôi chỉ muốn hậu sự đơn giản thôi, con trai và con dâu đều không còn quá trẻ, sức khỏe không chịu nổi. Cháu trai mới đi làm nên không dễ xin nghỉ phép, đừng để lại ấn tượng xấu với lãnh đạo.

Vậy nên, đời người rốt cục cái gì mới là điều quan trọng nhất? Thực ra cái gì cũng quan trọng, nhưng không phải đến nỗi là không có không được, bạn sẽ vẫn có thể sống tốt nếu thiếu một cái gì đó quan trọng thôi. Vì thứ bạn từng cho là quan trọng nhất, sẽ luôn có một ngày bạn đánh mất nó. Hối tiếc đã luôn là một phần của cuộc sống này rồi.

[devieuls]

ˋ The Siren Song .࿐

Lo'ak Sully x Metkayina Reader ( ONE SHOT )

Synopsis : The sea, a place of mystery and endless charm, hides secrets that only a few can understand. In a coastal village of the Metkayina clan, amidst glittering waves and imposing cliffs, there was a story as fascinating as unlikely. A young Na'vi just arrived, with strong shoulders and eyes full of curiosity, found himself trapped in the enveloping song of a mysterious young Metkayina woman. Her seductive melodies echoed in the salty air, penetrating into the hearts of everyone who heard them. Lo'ak was fascinated by that divine sound and ventured into the beach, hiding for several nights, to discover the origin of that song, remaining enchanted by the woman who sang and danced in harmony under the light of the stars… Until one night he gets caught.

Warning : None. FLUFF

Lenght : 3.5k

NA'VI WORDS : YAWNTUTSYIP: Darling, Little loved one

LO'AK: 20 y.o / Y/N: 18 y.o

· · ─────── · 𖥸 · ─────── · ·

As the warm and silent night enveloped the beach of Awa'atlu, your lonely figure stood on the damp and silvery sand, as if it were pulverized with a layer of stardust, a soft lighting that danced around you. The waves crashing on the shore emitted a sweet sound of liberation, like a reassuring whisper singing a sweet melody to your ear. Their constant movement, a perpetual beat of the heart of the ocean, melted with your voice, creating a magical harmony that floated in the night air of the beach. The stars twinkled like diamonds in the night sky, while the moonbeams illuminated your makeshift stage on the beach. The ashy light danced through the waves, creating glowing reflections that seemed to applaud your talent, urging you to continue to sing for the Great Mother. Deep in the night, sea animals joined the natural beach orchestra. Seagulls croaked in the distance, like angelic choirs that responded to your notes. The waves carried with them the melodious song of the newly returned Tulkuns, a deep and powerful symphony that vibrated in the soul of Lo'ak who listened in silence from afar, hypnotized.

Lie si oe tìvawmur – I experience the darkness Atanti ngal molunge, Ma Eywa – You brought light, oh Eywa lawnol a mì te'lan – Great joy in my heart Srrìri tìreyä – For the days of life Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, Ma Eywa – We thank you, oh Eywa Tonìri tìreyä – For the nights of life

You sang with bare feet in the sand, dancing freely, emanating a magnetic aura. Your voice, intense and penetrating, hovered in the air accompanying, telling pieces of your Songcord, the dark days and happy days blessed by Eywa and her love. Your notes intertwined with the sound of the sea and the singing of marine animals, creating a unique melody that seemed to merge with infinity, and that left Lo'ak breathless and mesmerized. And so, once again on the beach, you became part of the enchanted landscape. Your music traveled along the brackish breeze, bringing with it the magic of the night and its sounds, enchanting the young Na'vi who still did not know your face. This was the seventh night that Lo'ak hid behind some rocks to listen to your voice, remaining in silence not to disturb that magic that only the darkness of the night and the ocean could reveal, admiring you from afar, finding peace in your music. Every note, every nuance of your song was like a fragment of a deep emotion, a song that told of passions, dreams and hopes.

"Are you going to hide for more nights?" You asked in the wind, while on your knees, tired from dancing for about an hour, you wet your hair on the shore of the sea. You already noticed a few nights before you had a silent spectator, but you had preferred to shut up because you didn’t know if he was waiting for the right moment to approach you, or if maybe he was just too shy to do it. So you decided to give him a chance to reveal himself to you without waiting any longer. A whirlwind of emotions takes over in Lo'ak, feeling exposed. His mind filled with excitement, fear and hope as his heart pounded in his chest. Every detail of the moment seems to amplify, making his presence even more incisive, albeit hidden. "I don’t bite, you can approach me" you continued, laughing slightly, turning your back as you waited for him to approach. Lo'ak’s eyes explored your body from behind: Your long wavy raven hair, the watery green skin that shone because of the tiny bioluminescent freckles that created constellations on your body, the loincloth folded to the side to let you sit comfortably and the threads of the top that covered your front breast. During the seven nights he watched and listened to yourself singing and dancing freely alone on the beach, you fed his dreams and fantasies about you, daydreaming of the day he would show up, studying it in his mind. He would never have imagined that your meeting could happen so directly on your part.

Lo'ak came out of his cunning hiding place and approached you. His legs trembled slightly, as his heart began to hammer so hard that he became deaf. His mind was filled with a mix of curiosity, hope and fear of disappointing you in some way, as you had captured his attention in such a powerful and innocent way. You turned your face to the side, noticing the Na'vi behind you, smiling gently and then turning around completely and being inexplicably fascinated by that mysterious guy so different from the Metkayina boys you were used to. His tight waist, his slender yet toned body, his tail thinner than yours and her hand presenting what looked like an extra finger. Your eyes then met his, remaining enchanted by those golden pools that reminded you of dawn, deep and magnetic, left you mesmerized for a while. His gaze lingered on yours, finding you enchanting, perhaps even better than he had imagined your face. "I finally see you…" You whispered with a thread of voice as your heart sped inexplicably into your chest, sending strange signals even to your stomach that began to writhe on itself. Your voice out of the song was pure hypnotic melody, as if you invited him to be amazed and run out of words in his throat, making him just breathe like a fish out of water. "I see you too… I’ve seen you before, but never… I mean, you know. Your eyes… and…" He began, going into confusion right away, thanking the little light that could hide the slight redness on his cheeks. < Idiot. > He thought to himself, while scratching his neck swallowing heavily. You laughed slightly, amused by his clumsiness around you; though you might notice that he was a belted warrior wrapping his abdomen, hardly believing that a warrior could be so careless and almost shy with a woman.

"No need to be embarrassed, sweetie, I noticed you a few nights ago. I don’t seem to have been rude enough to embarrass you, do I?" You asked while you started to wet the long braid that covered the neuronal tail, trying to put the boy at ease, looking away from him. You smiled shyly, as the boy’s strong natural scent struck your delicate sense of smell, finding it strangely delicious and pleasant, unlike that of other boys. "No, not at all… I thought I would pass more unnerved, that’s it" he admitted, looking at you from above, taking long, deep breaths, not knowing how to carry on the conversation. "You’re not from here, are you? Your skin and texture would not go unnoticed, not even your perfume." You admitted, as you implied that he was sitting next to you. Lo'ak sat down beside you, leaving some space between you two. "No, I just arrived with my family. I come from the Omatikaya clan" he said without taking his eyes off your face covered with some wavy strands of hair. "The Omatikaya clan? You come from far away. What is your name?" You turned your face towards him, looking at him in the honey puddle in his eyes, breathing in his scent. "Lo'ak… Your name instead is?" His voice made his interest and curiosity in knowing you, feeling already so close to you not only physically. "Y/n, you may not believe it but I am the singer of the Metkayina clan" Your voice was sarcastic, as you watched as a smile began to paint itself on his face, showing beautiful pearly teeth and long canines. You smiled back, happy to have managed to make the boy smile beside you, feeling that he was now less tense than before.

"Unbelievable, who would have expected it. Such a beautiful and melodious voice that acts as the main voice for the clan? Unimaginable" Lo'ak said, continuing the little game you had started. You bit your lip slightly as you carried a few curls behind your ear, looking down at his hands, which they laid on the ground. You immediately noticed that Lo'ak did not look like a real Na'vi, the presence of eyebrows, a fifth finger or the almost non-existence of the typical Na'vi cross on his abdomen, but these details only made you curious about him. "So flattering, you only heard me sing for a few nights. But thank you, compliments are always appreciated" you replied, creating a path with your eyes from his hands to his eyes. "You’re right, but that doesn’t mean your voice isn’t charming… May I ask why you always sing the same song? It’s very beautiful, but I don’t understand why you always go around the same" He bit his lip slightly as he looked at you. Even though you were sitting, you seemed so tiny near him, almost fragile, because of the height difference. "It’s my songcord. I usually sing to the Great Mother, waiting to add more important events… I like to remember my life every night, it’s a celebration of myself, to wish me the best for the future. You never sang your songcord?" Your eyes fell on his loincloth for a second, looking briefly at his songcord that was tied to his side, and then blushing when your eyes inevitably moved more to the center, noticing something you shouldn’t even notice. "No, I extend it but I don’t sing it. Sometimes I look at it and I think I’ve only had a few important events in my life, I don’t think the Great Mother would listen to me if I asked her something similar" Lo'ak’s voice had that strange aftertaste of bitterness, as if something had marked him perpetually throughout his life.

Your hand laid gently on his warm cheek, while the tip ofyour little finger brushed against the boy’s angular jaw. "The Great Mother always listens to us, no matter how little hope we have. She is here" you laid a hand on his chest, shyly. "Just… just try to live every day as if it were your last, thank her for your days and live with the knowledge that you have someone watching over you continuously. You will see that your Songcord will stretch and you will find more experiences to keep you dear to you" You answered and then get up. " You listened to my voice for seven nights in silence. I am sure you will have the same patience to listen to your voice too, the Great Mother will do the same… or she has already done it" You turned around as you began to walk. Lo'ak looked at you silently as you walked away from him. "H-hey, y/n where are you going?" He said as he rose, dusting away the sand from his cerulean skin. "It’s late, I have to get back to my marui. I reduced myself to the last minute to talk to you like this in case it was too embarrassing or worse, I could have left without you weighing it" Your voice was sincere. You turned and then smiled gently at him, with a slight and impetuous blush on the cheeks "Fortunately it went well". Lo'ak remained to admire you as you walked away, heading where all the Marui were, and smiled, turning back on the sand. His hand immediately found an object on the sand, a small blue pearl, with white reflections due to the moonlight. He squeezed it between his fingers and then carried it over his head, inspecting it against light, deciding that that pearl would end up on his songcord, sure that the encounter with you was not random, and that you would bring light on that eternal night that had enveloped him all these years.

More nights passed since then, and every night Lo'ak listened to you sing your songcord, watching as your hands caressed the beads and your smile softened every time you came to the end. Lo'ak admired you in silence, indeed, he worshipped you, feeling alive at every note that left your mouth, creating a hypnotic melody in his mind that could only make him accelerate his heart, while his hand touched his own songcord, in particular the bead that represented you. Every night he would listen to you and then you would sing him some songs from the Metkayina clan, always asking him if he had added new pearls to his songcord, and talking about all sorts of things. You liked to meet him and listen to his outbursts, creating almost a safe place around you, where he could feel safe and calm, and you too. You could say that you were completely in tune, understanding you with little, even if the meetings were limited only to the night because of the commitments of both. You never complained about this, enjoying those moments of tranquility and security. One of those nights you noticed his songcord, with a pearl that had to be of the Metkayina clan due to the shape and nuances.

"Ma Lo'ak, isn’t that a pearl of the sea on your songcord?" you asked intrigued, pointing to the songcord tied to his loincloth. "Hmm?" He looked down at the spot where you were pointing and blushed suddenly. "Y-yes… it’s a pearl of the sea, I found it the night we first spoke, I saw it and I caught it…" He said slightly embarrassed, as he looked away from you and hid his songcord, at least the end where the bead was. You laughed and then leaned your fingertips on his biceps, resting your face on his shoulder as you breathed in his perfume, making him blush from the sudden proximity. "And you decided to put it on your songcord? Is it for me?" you shamelessly asked, noticing how a shiver passed through his body and the slight redness on his cheeks. "What? Is it really for me? Aw, that’s so cute." Your voice was kind of funny, even sweet and sincere, as you teased him and pinched his arm to make him talk. "No! I mean, yes… Well, it’s- ah! y/n, stop," he said, turning his face to the side so you wouldn’t see him blushing, even though it was too late. "How cute! You’re embarrassed for so little? Oh, c'mon Lo'ak, that’s nice. I’m happy to be in your songcord as a reminder to keep in mind" You put your hand under his chin and turned him in your direction and then unbalanced yourself forward, touching your noses. "I also want you in my songcord, can I have one of your beads, please?" You asked him while your faces were separated by very little space. His eyes fell on your lips and then returned to your eyes, swallowing slightly before sighing.

"What would you like?" He answered as he moved a strand of hair behind your ear, noticing how he seemed enchanted and almost mesmerized by your eyes. "This here… can I have it?" Your eyes did not come off her, as you used your peripheral vision to wrap two fingers around a yellow bead that was on one of her braids. "I like this one. It reminds me of the suns of Pandora, the coral reef of the ocean and…" you laid a hand on his cheek, gently "your eyes." Lo'ak blushed more, making you smile. You noticed how he took off all the beads to give you the yellow one you had decided, and then rearranged them on the braid. You looked at him and silently thanked him for putting the bead in your hair, keeping it there until you get home and can add it to the songord. "I don’t understand why you get so shy when I’m so close to you" you huffed and then went backwards, laying your hands on the moist, compact sand, which offered a pleasant feeling of freshness. The waves of the ocean reflected on it, creating a shimmering and magical effect, while the stars above you reflected on your raven hair, forming almost moonlight-like spots, as if the cosmos were pouring down on you. Lo'ak looked at you with his big golden eyes, more and more mesmerized by your beauty and your being so outspoken, feeling his heart accelerate when the sea breeze brought your perfume directly into his lungs. "I’m not shy, I’m just not used to talking to girls like you" he admitted. You raised an eyebrow, not understanding the meaning of what he was saying. "You are direct, too direct y/n" you stop him. "is that bad?" He looked at you, sighing as he felt like an idiot. "No, I love this aspect of you" he admitted, looking down slightly, and then opened his eyes when you answered. "Do you love it?" you replied, smiling, as you approached him again, observing how the blush persisted on his cheeks. "Well, I love you. I mean, love it, I LIKE IT! I like your character, but I like you too. I like you as a friend, that is, I like like you, I lo-" Lo'ak panicked and you laughed and then pressed your lips on him, feeling like he froze on the spot.

The atmosphere permeates with electrifying energy as your hearts beat in unison. In the air there is a combination of excitement and shyness, your hands landed on Lo'ak’s cheeks, caressing them gently as you tried to calm him, noticing how his eyes tapered as the kiss became a little more intimate and tangible, colliding your warm tongues. His hands wrapped around your waist, caressing it with a little fear at first, then smiling when he realized you didn’t mind. You both get lost in the moment, forgetting everything else. The sea breeze caressed your faces, while the waves broke on the shore like a melody in the background, amplifying the magic of the moment. As you gently parted, he bit your lip slightly. Your looks met again, filled with joy, gratitude and a silent promise of something. Your thumbs on his cheeks rubbed slightly against his skin before you started talking. "I like you too, and not just as a friend." You whispered on his lips, blushing slightly. "I mean that I really like you, like I love you. if I didn’t understand it" You laughed softly and then slightly detached yourself from him, dropping the grip you had on his face, glad tat you finally told him. "From the first night when I discovered you and talked to you. I liked you. You looked like a helpless, shy baby Tulkun who preferred to stay hidden. You were very cute and you still are, to be honest." Lo'ak listened to you in silence, incredulous at how you were declaring yourself so naturally, as if you were talking about the most basic thing. "And I like that you’re so different from me, that you look like a bad guy from the outside, even when I run into you in the village. Swollen chest and high head, like I want to prove something to someone, even though I feel like the real you is the shy, sensitive one I’ve come to know. I thought I should tell you" Your eyes fell on Lo'ak’s, before being taken from his face and brought back in a sweet kiss. "I…" Lo'ak whispered as he pulled away from your lips, finding it already an addiction. "Me too… I like, love you y/n. Your voice, your hair, your laugh… Ma Eywa, you’re so amazing and so spontaneous. You make me feel less alone and at home, even though I remain silent listening to you sing or talk" He said with confidence as he looked you in the eyes. "And it’s so fucking liberating to think that I’m not the only one who feels that way. I think you somehow bewitched me with your voice" He smiled and then let you rest on his chest, lying on the sand.

"Even bewitched you? Anyway, you’re right, I’m amazing, which is why you should ask me to be your partner." You admitted while you were watching the stars. He coughed and thanked himself for putting you on his chest so you wouldn’t see the embarrassment on his face. "it’s true. Don’t you know that the best is taken immediately? is a piece of advice. You could ask me now, in case it’s a yes, just to let you know." Lo'ak laughed spontaneously and then held you close to him, wrapping his arms around your body, sniffing the sweet scent of salt in your hair. "Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?" From his voice it could be seen that he was trying to stay serious without laughing at the absurdity of the situation, and from the way you had practically fed him the words. "Yes, of course I do." You smiled, satisfied, and then played with the armband that faded, brushing the feather and relaxing on him. "It wasn’t that hard, was it?" "You are really… I have no words to describe you, ma yawntutsyìp." You interrupted him, raising your face to look at him. "Mhhh, maybe…Yours? Extraordinary? An excellent singer? Yes, they are all already confirmed things" Lo'ak laughed and gently stroked your side and then left a kiss on your head.

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[pcktknife]

you and me both going insane over dedf1sh

BUT HER NAME it looks like it's said "yacht" just spelled without the Y to me but i looked up the word acht and it's 8 in german WHAT DOES THAT MEAN??

it could mean something but it could also mean absolutely nothing and i wouldnt be surprised if its nothing bc everything in octo expansion had that 8 theming. its a whole thing so if theyre just naming ahato ''acht/eight'' because of that then thats what it is. however if theres something more well... (👁️_👁️)

OE's 8 theme. directly from the wiki 👇🏾

The number eight is a recurring theme throughout the expansion. For example:

Splatoon 2: Octo Expansion is eight syllables long.

Agent 8 (subject No. 10008) is the main protagonist.

The CQ-80 device is used to navigate Deepsea Metro.

Octo Expansion has exactly eighty levels. If the escape phases are counted, it has 88.

The tubes on the sides of the checkpoints resemble the number eight.

Each line of the poems on the mem cakes has exactly eight syllables.

Some levels require the player to push an 8-ball to a goal.

Track #8 regret plays during these levels.

Some levels require the player to collect eight data-points.

If the player goes through the lines in alphabetical order, the last thang is on the eighth line.

The escape has eight phases if the final boss fight is counted.

After the final boss fight, when Pearl uses the Princess Cannon against the NILS Statue, the turf covered for the "Good Guys" goes up to 888.8%.

The five music tracks from the Octo Expansion are numbered from 80 to 84 in Squid Beatz 2.

The locker that has Agent 8's memories in it, which are used to enter the secret boss fight, is locker #8.

In the Diaphragm Phase of the escape, eight locks need to be unlocked to get to the energy core.

The Squid Bumpers that appear at the entrances to the missions have eight stubs at the base, as opposed to the squid dummies in the Shooting Range which have ten.

The music files in Marina's chat room are saved as 'mp8' files as opposed to mp4.

There are eight main characters: Agent 3, Agent 8, Pearl, Marina, Cap'n Cuttlefish, C.Q. Cumber, Iso Padre and Commander Tartar.

The DLC was announced on March 8th, 2018, and released in 2018.

While Dedf1sh's songs are numbered, a few numbers appear to be skipped. These include numbers 3, 7, 10, 15, 17, and 18. When adding the numbers from the title of each song and then dividing the total by the number of songs Dedf1sh has composed (in other words, taking the average of the remaining numbers plus an extra 0 to represent Splattack! (Octo)), the result is eight.