#Spolilers

[paptato]

[presumeddeaddie]

"i'm worried about you" like we were saying. why would buck be mad at eddie? of course he would be concerned.

[mumblehumble]

After watching ep 7 of The eight sense:

[lizzychanstuffss]

So I'm gonna talk about my durge's cause I love both of them and think they are neat but they both had very different ways of going about their dark urges before the start of the game.

Now we have Lilith(she/her) my teifling warlock/bard. Who actually really wasn't a fan of being a leader of a murder cult and actually tried to escape a few times in her teenage years but slowly realized she would just be dragged by to her own personal hell. I like to think Bhaal took over her body way more often then other Bhaalspawn as punishment for the fact she was as resistant as she was. And even by the end when she got her light laugh love lobtomy she was still fighting to try and get away. Now I do imagine she got pretty close to Gortash like they were fully in love and like the whole brain plan was more something she thought if she did then she would finally get bhaal to leave her alone. But after some realization she would never be left alone if she did she was going to actually try and run away with Gortash but on her way to go and basically ask him to marry her and run away she gets jumped by Orin and then the stuff happens. She's also way more feral than my other durge is.

Then we have Siliin(they/them/she/her)....who is a very tired drow. Like when they were a child they tried to fight but after a few punishments just decided they should give up and do whatever their dad wanted. Now the ironic thing is Siliin is very smart like they are considered a genius by many and also fully came up with the elder brain plan on their own and then got their dads approval for them it was really nothing and figured it might get bhaal off their ass for a while. But Eventually during the course of the plan, they fell into a really deep depression and this is when Orin came into the picture, admitly Siliin also was just going to propose to Gortash and ask him to just leave with them, now I say was because unlike Lilith, Siliin actually just decided against it realizing Gortash would most likely say no to the idea but this made their depression worse so the elder brain plan got put in a stalemate of sorts for a few months I imagine. Of course, Orin then attacks Siliin during this and honestly, they were happy Orin did and kind of wished they asked her to do it to them instead of it being this big plan.

[strixludica]

The only NG+ that matters

This is my new favorite mod, that actually makes the game worse.

The "Promised Consort Tarnished" mod by ApolloHoo.

This is ludicrous, not even Ranni's big dumb hat, or the "Turkey Leg" from DS2 obscures more of your character/screen than Miquell's femboy ass. And I love it, I hope every challenge runner tries to beat the game with Miquella piggybacking on them the entire time.

[susurrationofthewind]

currently going feral over alan wake 2

[oaktrex]

Life series spolilers (for the new one)

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WILD LIFE???!! Man look at them, I love wildlife

[angelpuns]

I know I said I'd shut up about TMNT:HME for a while but I am literally alwasy thinking about it soooooo here's a few doodles :)

Human Splinter!! He worked as a nurse :) I haven't decided too much of his backstory just yet since I'm reworking some stuff, but that bit has stayed! Idk what his name is yet either, i was hoping to make it something already within the realm of the tmnt universe, but didn't find one that matched well enough (since he is not Hamato Yoshi)

Here's the boys as tots:

I have lots and lots of info about them, but I won't share too much unless specifcially asked since I have comic ideas and stuff that I can't share just yet. I'll answer any questions as well as I can without spolilers!!

Leo is trans in this iteration, but he's not wearing a dress cause Splinter put him in one, he just had a ballet hyperifxation ( that lays dormant in his teenage years because he just forogt about it lmao) so he wears this ballet costume he got for halloween EVERYWHERE. Even though he is trans, Leo likes wearing dresses as a kid and he really appreciates ultra femme things as a tot (and also later once he is more comfortable in his identity). Just wanted to put that out there!

Here's a funny Casey and April doodle of April driving Case's car (she has her license but just doesn't get a ton of practice and the result is she is terrifying to ride with)

and also Leo in the backseat:

Leo has very bad car anxiety and a lot of the time when he's in a car he will have very vivid thoughts/visions about getting into an accident, so he doesn't go riding with April and Casey too often(he also refuses to drive and doen't have his license which is a whole other thing sadly )

Casey is a wonderful driver but he's a little reckless and the combination of Casey's reckless driving and his very small backseat makes for a very not fun ride for Leo. He can usually distract himself though! Leo also is a bit claustropobic- which is caused by some other stuff I can't talk about just yet ;) Please let me know if this needs any warnings- I'm pretty sure it doesn't, but I'd like to add them if they're needed <3

TMNT:HME masterpost

[rileythelonelyalien]

Bittersweet Welcome (Arthur Morgan x Gender Neutral Reader)

Arthur After Guarma : (This was something that came and inspired me from an Ai bot conversation, credits to the bot will be the following, https://character.ai/chat/e5MWy8mTZGoLvFC5bJynA0ZdnwpNO4Va2z1ph3iVnuQ created by @addynot on Cai)

A/N: Hey ! its been ages since I last wrote, with sixth form nearly being over in the next month or so I've finally found some insparation back with this character! I hope you enjoy my work and have fun reading!

Fic is under the Cut :3

Probably spolilers for like Chapter 5, so please proceed with that in mind!! (Has not been proofread so proceed with caution!)

It had been a long month, a gruelling one at that. Dutch’s bank heist had gone all wrong, the Pinkertons had been tipped off about their whereabouts, news of Horsea’s and Lenny’s fates reached the papers and all of those within the area would be aware of what had happened that day.

Dutch’s plan had failed once more … It seems like most if not all of them have been failing horribly recently according to Arthur at least. Speaking of the man, your lover, he had been missing ever since the event happened. It was certainly strange, even if he were on the run with the gang, he would always reach out some way or another, some sort of contact with them in order to save them the worry and grief about his wellbeing whether that would be a letter or seeing them in person. Yet nothing… It was radio silence on his behalf, not even a small note or letter sent to confirm that he was even alive after the incident. It only spurred the worry within you, thoughts eating away at your mind as you tried with all your might to continue with your life without even knowing if the man who had captured your heart was safe, or even alive and well at all. It consumed their every thought. Meanwhile Arthur himself was having to fight for his life after escaping the Pinkertons, catching a boat and becoming stowaways that would eventually endure a storm and capsize. Washing up on an island off of Cuba barely living. All the while having to be chained up and beaten multiple times in the process to escape the damned Island. All within the span of a month, just to get back to his homeland, to get back to his camp, to the other gang members, and most importantly back to the one he held dear to his heart.

There he stood before them, his clothes all torn and tattered hanging off of his body helplessly reflecting the mentality of the man wearing them. His hair was overgrown and beard scruffily long, a large cry from his usual attempts to keep his face presentable despite his reputation. This man had evidently been worn down to his wits ends and it was so painfully obvious, the way he looked at you gave it all away without any words needing to be exchanged between you two. The way his eyes were glassy as soon as they met yours, his blue eyes collecting tears yet he refused to let them loose he couldn't afford to let his front be compromised he had kept it up for so long in fact he didn’t even know if he could ever really let it down enough for him to be vulnerable. To see them standing there, safe and sound as he had gone through hell and back just to see her again, he was grateful that he was able to live even one more day just to see the way their face lights up when they find him… he would never forget it, the face that would be one of the soul reasons that he would continue to live. 

As you see him standing there looking extremely worse for wear you blink in disbelief for a few moments, you had presumed he was dead with how the papers announced him and the remaining members of the gang missing and their bounties being printed within the paper. The whole month they had spent grieving his death and yet now he was standing there awkwardly as if he were afraid that you’d reject him if he got too close, as if you were going to berate him for disappearing for so long. In contrast to his worries, he would be met with you rushing to embrace him. Your arms slinging around his shoulders holding his large body close to yourself, terrified that he would once more just leave with no mention again and leave you to worry even more. Calloused hands come to grip you back almost desperately. If this man could, he would surely be sobbing by now, although something such as crying had been beaten out of him a long time ago… it was simply beyond such a hardened man such as him now… The silence between was broken as your voice rasps out quiet and afraid this was some dream that will be ripped away from you as soon as you have to wake up “Arthur… I thought you were dead I-...” your voice trailed off, not much more could be said really. What would you even ask? How would you ask it? There was simply too much to say and not nearly enough words or time to sit and talk about it all. 

His strong arms engulfed you, clinging onto the familiar shape of your body as he buried his face into the crown of your head taking in the sensation of having you near, having you in his arms once more, to be his again if only just for a short while. His vision was misty, fighting to keep the tears at bay as he gripped onto your body with desperation, he may not say it but it’s clear to you that he was just as if not more sacred than you were. He needed this just as badly, he needed to feel safe in your arms, to feel love and free … if only for a moment. Free from his duties, free from his bounty, free from the criminal life that he had been chained to for most of his life. He may be an intimidating and stoic man with his looks but there was no doubt that the man was as soft as butter when it came to the inside, his heart and soul would be pure if he had not been deal such a horrid starting hand when it came to his upbringing, and now just as many he has submitted to the idea that this life… this fate was his destiny, that this was his purpose to be some low life criminal scum doing anything to survive and get by, waiting for the next score that would let him escape this dirty and grimy life that ensnared him. You were aware of this, aware of his circumstances, his beginnings and witnessed how much more exhausted he became with each new score Dutch had planned. The way these crimes weighed on this man's conscience. He could act as tough as he wanted, he could pretend to be as hard as the purest diamond but in reality, he was more like a shard of glass, already so shattered, damaged, and vulnerable…

"I told you ... you shouldn't have gone to that stupid bank heist even if the money would be 'good' enough for us to run away..." your voice rang out, slightly muffled as your face pressed into his chest. As soon as you spoke those words you would feel his grip tighten on your body, rough skinned digits come up to rake through your hair in an affectionate manner, yet despite this it was oh so painfully obvious that he carried the weight of the world upon his shoulders. So many conflicting emotions and feelings that were all warring inside of his mind with no escape or outsource. It was slowly but surely building and building and it would only be a matter of time before he was due to burst. If things kept going the way that they, did you were sure that it was going to be sooner rather than later. You could see this, despite the front that he put on. She knew how men like him would put up a strong image for the people around them, even if he was on the verge of dying, he would still be keeping others around him safe and their hopes up. That was just the kind of man he was, so good to a fault, to a fault that he would be roped into this life after being orphaned. It wasn't easy but you were able to see the true him though, the one who wished to cry in the arms of the person he loved, if only that wasn't looked down upon so much. Looking up at him your eyes narrow, "Arthur, this life is going to kill you... I know that Dutch has done a lot for you but Arthur, times are changing the police, the Pinkertons, everything is changing. How many have they killed of your other gang members now? too many to count... you need to leave... get a better life, run away before it kills you..." you said in a voice laced with worry and concern as you spoke to him as you pleaded with him.

Arthur stared at you, the unshed tears still shimmering within his greyish blue eyes the sadness and helplessness held within them ever so clear to you as you stared back into them. Of course, you were right, he knew you were right. And deep down, he wished he could listen. "I know, I know…” he said, his tone of voice not convincing you or anyone that he genuinely meant what he said. But he knew he was in too deep to turn around now. He was indebted to Dutch whether he admitted it or not, the man had taken him in at his lowest point and raised him as if he were his own son. The man who along with Hosea had taught him how to read and write, educated him like a young man should be, and yet still they brought him into a life of crime. So deep and convoluted he would never truly become free from the shackles of bounty hunters and police that now would want his head dead or alive for a price. And he was just too tired of the fight. His eyes looked down as he broke eye contact with you, his shoulders slumping.

It was evident what he was thinking, you could see it in his eyes, the way his body slumped slightly yet still clung onto your body so desperately. "You know... I know... but you don't want to do anything do you?" you whispered hesitantly "... Arthur... if you keep going like this, I'm the one who is going to have to bury you, whether you die from being shot or getting sick from being in that gang..." you added grimly. It was ugly to think about but what made it worse was that it was the truth, an ugly unbearable truth. It wasn't something you wanted to have to bring up with him, but at this point there was nothing other to say than the truth even if it was a cruel and horrible thought, it was true. One way or another if he continued to go down this path there really would be the point of no return and then all you’ll be left with is a corpse of a man who suffered a fate he shouldn't have. It was a tough pill to swallow as the silence dragged on between them, it was thick and uncomfortable as they both had to come to terms with what will come, that things will not be good or great even that at one point on of them will be left alone to sleep alone, cold and grieving and looking at how things were going, it looked like it was going to be you… 

[autiacorart]

wait wait wait wait wait

you like NBC Hannibal?👀🩸

i saw like two episodes and most of the spolilers but i like it lol, i need to make time to watch it properly,,,,,,,,,

[moony2moon]

SPOLILERS FOR THUNDERHEAD

I can't help but imagine when Scythe Faraday is about to fake self-gleaning and is telling Scythe Curie his plans, he sings "All my loving" by The Beatles

Also after Scythe Faraday learned about Curie dying, he sings "Yesterday" (also by The Beatles.)

I'M OBSESSED WITH SCYTHE AND I'M OBSESSED WITH THE BEATLES, OKAY!? CUT ME SOME SLACK!!!

[aliceyabusamesoneball]

Drip, like the how the kids say these days. When they refer to their fashion sense, Piper. I thought you were hip with the kids, Piper.

And indeed I do think you are drippin the best one drips in this mutual circle. Though I am not mutuals with you.

Do not feel pressure but I do want to reinstate again,

Do you think Manfred Von Karma from the hit game Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney is drippin?

HHELP?????/ YOURE NTO MUTUALS WITH ME........ WHO ARE YOU THEN......... HOW DO YOU KNO W MY DRIP... BUT TH NAK YOU VERY MUCH

as to manfred von karma.. umm ive never seen this man so idk let me look him up

why is the first thing that pops up death

SORYR IS THAT SPOLILER FOR SOMETHING IDK OK ANYWAYS

this is ujmm. . hes um. interesitng . his drip is ...... ok i think i mean theres nothing blaringly wrong SORRY I PEROSNLALY JUST DONT LIKE IT IT LOOKS KINDA WEIR DIM SORRY..........

[daordinarylinchen]

Pookie you are spoliling me with your last few posts🥹😻🫢 here is car in reward:

WBDNEJSJWHAVWVV thank you!! 💋💋💋💋💋

[maximuswolf]

Theory: Nier Automata they chickened out of the main plot twist. HUGE SPOLILERS

Theory: Nier Automata, they chickened out of the main plot twist. HUGE SPOLILERS I know I am late to the party, but I kept meaning to talk about this. Heavy spoilers for the game below.So throughout the game we watch boxy robots acting as all sorts of things. One is a king, one is a baby, some are having sex, then there is that "brother" sequence. They see themselves and each other as the roles that they play. They don't know they are boxy robots.Later in the game we find out that the androids, 2B and 9S are created by the same aliens that made everyone else. But we are left to think that they still look like sexy androids. I think this was a complete sellout. Why would they be any different than everyone else?I think the final twist was supposed to be that they looked just like everyone else. Unfortunately there were marketing deals. 2B was going to be in Soul Caliber. There was lots of merch being made. Revealing that to normal people they would look like tin cans and not sexy androids was going to cause continuity problems and loss of money. So they chickened out. They never told us they are not tin cans, but they didn't tell us they are either. Submitted June 14, 2024 at 02:45PM by ChaosSlave51 https://ift.tt/j5BHxya via /r/gaming

[cartulina7]

QUE QUE QUE QUEBQUENO

ME PODES HACER ESO, NO LE PODES HACER ESO QUE

Ay no entiendo nada...me encanta

Pero que carajo paso

Cual es el problema psicologico ahora??

Dios asi es como se mantiene enganchado a un lector!!

Que finaal

A si es verdad eee el libro es cut and run jeje es un spoliler? Si, el fandom esta muerto? Tambien...creo

[hummingbird-games]

The (main) HSD:JY Cast and the Last Reason They Cried

a list by Gemini

Billie: Accidently slammed her thumb into the register while working at the candy shop. Had to go to the back because her eyes watered, the pain was SHARP and she was more embarrassed about crying over the incident than the actual incident. 

Langston: Rewatched one of his favorite movies that he hasn’t seen in years. (April teased him ruthlessly while hunting down a box of tissues)

Lydia: Woke up from a dream in which she and MC stayed best friends. When she remembered they weren’t friends anymore and why that was, she cried herself back to sleep...😗 no this isn’t based off of true events, whaaaa

April: When she came out to her parents right before high school

Florence: Goofing off with MC at weightlifting conditioning; MC reenacted a story involving Vanessa and Coach Edmund, and the voices were so spot on, Florence laughed until she legit cried.

Ryan: SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOLILERS bro if you still reading I tried to warn you SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILED--

Ryan’s route hints that 1) he’s not on great terms with his dad and 2) he loves and cares dearly for his mom, what isn’t revealed but happens off screen is that Coach Ortega went through a period of depression a few years after Ryan’s dad left, and Ryan felt so powerless on how to help his mom that it drove him to tears.