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[kobbers]

I continue to love Dwarf Fortress' ability to tell you a story, if you're paying attention.

My current fortress is my first time back in DF in a good 5+ years, and obviously first fort in the shiny new Steam version. I've been a little impulsively reckless because I tried out the tutorial, which autopicks your starting location and supplies. I breached the caverns, had some Fun sending squads after forgotten beasts a little above their level, and after an ettin dropped an adamantine slab on death, that winter's goblin raid spiked to ~100 strong. Most of my soldiers were wiped out stopping the wave of goblins who'd managed to climb over my half-roofed-pasture walls, but the fortress endured.

We've been bunkered in pretty safely ever since, while I try to rebuild my military. The exterior has been secured and meatier defenses have been installed, and the caverns have been walled off while grotesque procedurally-generated monsters roam around down there and tear up all the native serpent-people and troglodytes. I'm not exploiting any mechanics to train my soldiers more quickly (yet), so day-to-day fortress management has settled into a largely hands-off routine.

Except for one very unhappy dwarf, one of my tavern keepers, who began appearing in the logs having mental breakdowns (stumbling around obliviously). These finally escalated to a full tantrum, where he started fistfighting everyone in sight until he'd burned off enough anger to calm down. The disorderly conduct landed him in jail - he served his time, but lost his cool again soon after. This time, he fatally paralyzed a fellow citizen in the brawl.

Back to jail he went. Desperate to try and manage his mood before his mental health reached irreversible lows, I sent dwarves to smooth and engrave his prison cell (dwarves appreciate art!), and build him a bed (to avoid negative thoughts about sleeping on the floor). Unfortunately he threw another tantrum while this work was going on, and killed another dwarf who was just trying to draw pretty pictures on his wall. (Interestingly, this all still counts as "disorderly conduct" and not murder to the justice system, probably because his intent was only to punch people. It just so happened that he punched them in the spine, and injured the nerves that allowed their lungs to function.)

I looked at the unmet needs in his profile. What could I do to help resolve some of the things that were making him unhappy, to help pull him out of the emotional pit he was in? A too-long unfulfilled need to be with family caught my eye. Sometimes you can't do much about this, because the dwarf left their family behind to emigrate to the fortress, but when I checked his relationships I saw his two children were babies. Probably in the fortress, then! Where?

When I zoomed to the location of one of his children, it took my cursor to an empty tile in the caverns, and I had a full-on flashback, suddenly realizing who this man was.

Forgotten beast, four years ago. A giant three-eyed spider invaded the caverns. I sent our primary squad of nearly-legendary fighters to engage, but there was a problem. It was sheltering up in the mushroom trees, spitting from range, and most of our troops used melee weapons. The captain of the guard threw herself into battle regardless, climbing into the mushroom tree and braving the beast's globs of deadly spittle. During the fight, the creature ripped one of the newborn twins she was carrying away from her (dwarven mothers, istg), and threw it out of the tree to the cavern floor. Then it did the same with the other twin. It followed them down and easily stomped them to death, and the captain flew into a rage. Their duel was sadly brief, but unlike so many fights where the loser passes out from pain/exhaustion and gets coup de grâce'd, she stayed on her feet and fought to her last breath. Her squad was able to finish the kill after she perished.

This was why our troublemaker was having such a hard time. I'd built a fancy tomb for my badass captain and the babies who fell in battle back when it happened, and this tavern keeper was the husband left behind. As goblins seiged the fortress and his pining for family only intensified over time, he'd finally reached his limit and could no longer hold it together.

I went back to trying to fix him, with the understanding that it was probably a lost cause. Maybe making sure he could have booze in jail instead of water would help? I waited for his next tantrum, where he helplessly canceled tasks to fight people because he was chained firmly to the prison wall. Then once he calmed, I swooped in and made a stockpile for alcohol that he could reach. Now to wait for someone to bri-- wait, what are those combat logs? There's no new tantrum ongoing, what...?

Turned out he'd earned a beating in addition to his prison sentence this time, and a fortress guard had finally come by to deliver it. The guard was armed, but as this was just a disciplinary beating, she only used her fists. Unfortunately she was still too strong, and it was the tavern keeper's turn to get a badly bruised spinal cord. I deflated a bit as I watched him suffocate, but couldn't help but feel it was a little bittersweet. He was no longer left behind.

[richardazer]

Blame the mlp smile virus | my little worms | rainbow radiation for this

Kara (stressed)

Status: non infected, immune.

Health: 90%

Sanity: 98%

Thirst: 9%

Hunger: 0%

Inventory: axe; maps.

Gumi (paranoid, scared)

Status: non infected.

Health: 100%

Sanity: 94%

Thirst: 0%

Hunger: 0%

Inventory: med kit; personal documents of the group; multi-tool.

Pete (anxious, tired)

Status: non infected

Health: 98%

Sanity: 92%

Thirst: 10%

Hunger: 0%

Inventory: guitar case with weapons; ammo; rope; climbing equipment.

Sparklez (hungry)

Status: second stage infected, sanity intact with minor changes

Health: 80%

Sanity: 60%

Thirst: 20%

Hunger: 65%

Inventory: sleeping bag; portable stove; gas can; water; cans of food; blanket.

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Got bitten when they were escaping the gun store. Immediate medical attention to the wound stopped the rot of soft tissue, bearable weakness.

Infection reached stage 2, most people would have gave into the hunger, Cap remained sane and in control of his body though urages have affected personality. Physical activity keeps him sane, assigned to do all heavy lifting.

[writer-rider-flirty-thirties]

Yesterday (1/23) was the first anniversary of my very first Miraculous fic, Struggling. It's unbelievable that it's been a whole year since I started writing Miraculous things! I'm excited to see if I slow down, keep pace, or write even more in this coming year!

(reusing the gif from one of my first Miraculous posts as well lol)

[fanta2y]

alright guys i don’t usually post myself on here but i need a place to infodump in peace and my friends are tired of me…sooooo :) this is anime spoilers kinda, im caught up with the anime and sorta caught up with the manga for jjk so proceed with caution!!

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what i love most about the parallel or the writing choice to express sukuna as fire and destruction and yuuji as like a snow storm and ice is because of the differences that with which they are perceived.

fire is know to be bad, it always has been bad and the people who enjoy it, more often than not, find joy in the destruction but there is no one who doesn’t believe fire DOESNT hurt like if you touch it you get burned. this matches sukunas power type and just overall personality well, you get too close he will kill you unless you have some use to him.

with yuuji he’s nice he’s sweet he’s cute he has a strong moral compass, much like a snow day you don’t think anything particularly wrong with a snow day you can enjoy it and have fun and it won’t hurt you at first. but spend too long in the snow, and then you get hypothermia. much like how mahito pushes yuuji too far and gets his ass beat. also the way hypothermia works, right before like it gets REALLY bad your brain tricks itself into thinking your warm. like the parts of your body that are experiencing hypothermia will begin to feel warm again it won’t feel as bad and most people are tricked into thinking everything is okay,

i like this because it’s similar to the way mahito drew himself into this false sense of security when it came to fighting yuuji. he knew he wouldn’t go too far or do certain things because of his morale compass, and much like how you get warm before you die of hypothermia. mahito got comfortable pushing yuji because he convinced himself he wouldn’t fight back, not in anyway that would hurt mahito permanently. until he did, until it was too late.

UGH GEGE YOUR A GENIUS .

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i’ve always had like a thought about the fact that yuuji was perceived as ice and sukunas main thing is like fire and very red colored things. so i was thinking about it and then this came to mind and honestly it’s so good like even if it’s not what gege intended when writing it i still think it’s cool !!

who knows i might be doing more i have a notes FULL of fun little things ive noticed within jjk that i just type away whenever it comes to me so … :))

[esfordays]

Uhm

[theflyingcosmos]

I wrote the second chapter(excluding the prologue) for my fanfic and it's just over 2.5k words lmfao

[orienteddreamerrr]

Omg...

My John Wick sequel fic is like...REALLY long...it's 2,000 some words right now...I hope some of y'all are bookworms or like to read long passages...cuz...YIKES! Now I'm scared...

[zilabee]

Lennon's late again. [...] I'm thinking of getting rid of him.

I don't even have that much sadness attached to day four; it's drowned out by pure unadulterated irritation. I almost don't even want to write about it because it's just makes me furious.

The best bits of the day:

- Yoko dancing a little bit to Maxwell

- Adding the old footage and the screaming to them playing around with rock and roll music oh my god beautiful yes perfect well done yes okay good

- Nothings' gonna change my world ("I wish it fucking would")

- George's smile at Mal when he gets his hammer bit right oh god

- When Paul genuinely doesn't know who played that lovely badumbadum in Maxwell and is all flustered by how much he likes it

- When John has his paper over the mic, and someone tells Paul instead of telling John. HEAVEN.

- Paul writing Get Back obviously all of that, but also the others slowly drifting into it, how good it sounds when Ringo falls in.

- When Michael Lindsay Hogg suddenly realises he might actually be breaking the beatles up and quickly suggests leaving them alone to play for a bit and then sending them for something to eat.

The worst bits of the day:

MLH: I think if we've embarked on the enterprise, which is your decision... after all you're all here... I think we ought to get as much as we can out of it because... Paul: But any other director in the world would say 'Fuck off!' you know. 'Fucking get off my set, you cunt!' You know, wouldn't they? If suddenly in the middle of a thing I was doing, trying to pull together, four people just sort of shout, 'I don't think we want to do it' you'd go 'oh fuck off.' Anybody... I couldn't operate with that. MLH: It's true.

HE IS LITERALLY TELLING YOU WHAT THEY NEED, AND YOU ARE JUST MAKING NOTHING NOISES IN RETURN, YOU ARE A FUCKING NIGHTMARE.

MLfH: I think one of the things about doing the show here is that it's too easy.

OH YES NO OBVIOUSLY. IT WOULD BE AWFUL IF ANY OF THIS WAS TOO EASY.

MLH: I will, every day, say Tripoli...

I HATE YOU

MLH: We all need you. And you know, if you all can't get it together, that's really very sad.

TAKE A SAD SONG AND MAKE IT BETTER MICHAEL, NOT WORSE

- oh god how stupid and tedious and awful everyone has chosen to be. I hate them.

- (except paul) (but even paul) (but not paul) I know there are other things he could have done here, but he's channelling my irritation so perfectly that I don't find him irritating today. I found him irritating yesterday, but today everyone's being ridiculous and needs to fuck off and he explains that just fine. My teeth ache for him.

- They're all so tangled up and tired and scared, and I feel like I should feel caring and loving about that, but I don't, I'm just frustrated, and want them to pull themselves together.

- I love Paul just telling them straight that he doesn't care enough for how painful they're making it because fucking hell he's not at school any more.

- I love John's incentive for the thing being to beam love at people, it's very beatle. And incentive is something they need and it's a good one, and it would make Brian happy. But !!!! If you're on the side of doing a show and making the thing work, then you have to argue on the side of doing a show and making it work. You have to be part of forcing that to happen. Get involved. Back Paul up. Just be in the roomas ldfkjowiejfo sjdfoijwoe ijfsdf.

- George deciding he doesn't even want to do his songs is the breaking point for me. When suddenly he doesn't even want to do them live because they'll be shit, when just yesterday he was saying how good this whole idea was because it's more real, and when, like Paul says, they're more than CAPABLE of singing a fucking song for fuck's sake flsskjodijflhklsdsslsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. I don't know. I know he's frightened. And I know he has a little ptsd about audiences. And I know he has a lot going on. But at the same time… and I'm a youngest child so I'm allowed to say this: he's the most youngest child of all youngest children I've ever seen and I don't know how anybody coped with him for a whole minute.

[mello-when-hi]

Hey, my latest fic just bumped my AO3 word count to 100K!! That’s pretty fuckin epic I think

[noratheelk]

I just think I should document this somewhere. So, I’m dyslexic. I recently bought a book: ‘Star Trek: The Vulcan Academy Murders’ it’s a tie-in novel. The book itself doesn’t really matter. I don’t usually read books with my eyes because the dyslexia makes it an incredibly slow and draining task. I usually stick to audiobooks but this book didn’t have an audiobook form, and it’s a lot harder to read a page of an audiobook when the teacher is talking than it is to look at a page in a physical book. So I read my book, it took me about a week. I was also really tired all week. And I was sleeping just as much if not more than I usually do, still, I was almost falling asleep in class and had almost no energy for anything. When I finished my book, I was back to my upbeat, energetic self. I understand that correlation is not causation and I’ll need to read a few more books to test this hypothesis but it would seem that reading a book, the way normal, non-dyslexic people do, is so cognitively draining for me that I physically cannot do it at the same rate as others. On one hand, this really validated my experience and frustration with reading. But another part of me is sad that I’ll never be able to read books with the ease and efficiency of some of my peers.

[carolina-star]

I know it's have been a while since i post anything and I'm so sorry. I wasn't feeling with enough energy and my mind was a freaking mess (is still a mess but that's not the point).

What I'm trying to said is: thank you for still reading and watching my drawings and stories, dosen't Matter if they're AU or original.

I can't promise much but i'll try to post again. And answering my Tumblr mail and my ask me something. If you have being waiting fo my answerd I'm so sorry, I'm trying.

If you want to know anything about my AUs or original story please let me know in my ask me something. Maybe it'll help me to draw and expand the AUs a little more.

I need motivation.

Thanks for reading.

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[littlemsterious]

i was thinking about that post comparing Jessica Rabbit as an asexual to Barbie and an asexual and then i thought of the Neil Gaiman post (was it a post?) about Crowley and Aziraphale being asexual sexless and then this happened.

anyways. thoughts?

sorry it took so long I meant to do this a week ago but my brain is full of rocks.

[Image ID a three sided venn diagram. the big circles show Margot Robbie's Barbie sitting in front of a mirror, Jessica and Roger Rabbit from the poster of Who Framed Roger Rabbit, and Aziraphale and Crowley from Good Omens standing back to back. Between Barbie and Jessica Rabbit it says "sexualised by society". Between Jessica Rabbit and Aziraphale and Crowley it says "Knows what sex is". Between Aziraphale and Crowley and Barbie it says "no reproductive system(?)". the center is the asexual flag. End ID]

Also i haven't seen the Barbie movie as of this edit so at least please tag your spoilers.

[writer-rider-flirty-thirties]

1, 2, 11, 28 for your ao3 ask game?

1.How many words have you written this year? Threw me right into the deep end, huh Ris? Lol. I'm not sure since I've hand written a lot of Black Hole Sun, but - only counting my Miraculous fics- I've written about 701, 517 words this year (at the moment since I'll be writing more for the next three weeks- maybe I'll update this number then!) 2. How many works did you publish this year? At this moment, 180! (although I'm gonna add two or three more before the end of the year!)

11. What work took you the longest to write? Black Hole Sun!!! I started it immediately after Struggling back in February and I'm still writing it now (probably still will be at the end 2023, lol)

28. Favorite work you wrote this year? This is such a hard one! I have many favorites for many different reasons! I honestly don't know! Hmmm. For a sfw fic, I'll go with Should I Stay or Should I Go. I wrote it in about four hours (between 9 pm and 2 am) on little to no sleep. It was meant to be a short karaoke fic that grew into a 10k hurt/ comfort fic. Of my Thirty in One series, it might be one of my best ones.

Thanks for asking Ris!!! I appreicate you! This made me think a lot! 💜

[camvrin]

BABY BOO HE BROKE HIS ARM

[krysmcscience]

I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.

Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:

Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao

this is so stupid :D

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.