#and that's like your biggest I'm Going To Fucking Kill You triggers--

[kuroo-hitsuji]

(Minor?) NB Spoilers (lesson 35 (normal))

I'm losing it over the fact that I spent literally the Entire beginning of the train dinner situation telling my partner that I was gonna throw Lucifer out the fuckin window

And then Mephisto shows up and Lucifer says something about fucking throwing him out the window--

Please this Keeps happening fjsjgdxj stop stealing my lines, asshole

[biggest-geo-oogami-enjoyer]

can you write relationship headcanons for hyugo please? he's so underrated oh my god- btw love your blog, i'm so happy there's more people in the tkatb fandom <33 thank you for your service!!

My Exaltation (Hyugo x MC/Reader - Relationship HCs)

Thank you for the ask, Anon! And especially thank you for the kind words! :D

- Signed by biggest-geo-oogami-enjoyer Exaltation: a feeling or state of extreme happiness. Trigger Warnings: NSFW and sexual mentions (nothing too crazy though).

A/N: (Check down the bottom for more info: but here's the server skeleton I've made: Link: TKATB Server).

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SFW

I see Hyugo as somebody very affectionate, like a puppy. (He literally gives puppy-dog eyes like c’mon). Also is capable of becoming as feral as one.

Definitely will be the type to walk up to you randomly and beg on his knees request to do something, considering I feel like part of the reason he has so much on his plate is due to the fact he can't stand having the same routine day after day. He needs spice. And you'll happily oblige.

Also very protective. Hell, this guy killed someone(s), so he’d be more than willing to defend you if it comes to that. Owns weapons 110%. Is also very capable at using them.

Hides all his suspicious activity from you. Not because he doesn't trust you, but mostly due to the fact he doesn't want you to get involved.

When If you move in together, he will make sure to enroll you in self-defense/weapon training classes (or he'll teach you himself, who cares about the law he's committed about 56 crimes in the span of a month /jkjk).

Is alarmingly strong, for someone of his stature and build, he often ensures to work out, because, well, he never knows when someone will come after him now does he?

Is paranoid about your safety 25/8, he's alert and vigil every waking moment. Ever since the cinema incident, he's been freaking out internally. (What if they find out about you? What if you go missing too?). Will hide it though, he can't afford you to be scared of him, now can he?

Crime hustles aside, Hyugo is genuinely a very loving and #goldenretriever boyfriend. Will use petnames as much as humanely possible, usually the flirty ones like 'darling'.

If you are a clothesnapper, expect him to start stealing back, eventually both your wardrobes will be swapped. You both don't care though, because both your horny asses will be relishing in the smell of each other in secret teehee.

Will be pulling the biggest 'Aww you look so adorable!!!!!' face known to man the first time you stole his clothes (probs a sweater or overshirt). Will tease you about it.

Makes puns 24/7, actually a master at them, it's kind of unnerving.

If you're ticklish, do not, under ANY circumstance, let him find out. You will be on the verge of dying each time he tickles you.

Hyugo's heart melts if you wanna watch his favourite movies with him: "Uh...Oh my God! MC! The new *insert movie title* came out...wanna watch it together this Sunday?" *insert massive puppy dog eyes, a cutesy little pout and two slender hands clasped together in a praying motion*

You agree, because...of fucking course you will.

Doesn't care enough to cook most of the time, but will try for you. :]

If you're cooking (or baking desserts), he'll spawn right behind you and hug you.

Will make you game with him, you don't have a choice, this guy needs action in his life (totally not like he doesn't already have any right-)

He's the little spoon, loves being smushed into your tits/pecs pressed against your torso, it means he can hear your heartbeat. It means he can fall asleep knowing you're safe.

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NSFW (I am aware these may seem short. But. uh. I'm rusty cut me some slack).

I see Hyugo as a power bottom, or even a switch. (Emphasis on the 'power' part, this guy is strong).

Is capable of serving cunt/cock scarily well. Like you have no clue how he got this good.

Don't pull his hair too hard, a bit'll make him whine groan, but he doesn't seem the type to be into hair pulling unlike Sol and Crowe teehee

More funny during sex imo, depending on how intimate it is. If it's a sudden need then he'll be silent as the grave and going all out on dishing his horniness out, but if you're both chill and happy then he's much more jovial.

Masterful at aftercare, will murmur praises for how good you were, how much he loves you, etc. into your collarbone.

You are everything to him, his lover, his vehement source of peace, and his exaltation.

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A/N: So, @hayooni mentioned that we should probably have a Discord server or something, so I made one. It's pretty mid so far, and I'm definitely going to hand off admins to other people who're superior when it comes to Discord server making, but hell, how about we make sure this community is as nontoxic and interconnected as possible. We're the OGs and veterans of this fandom; we might as well make it a fucking good one.

Link: TKATB Server

[tocomplainfriend]

Episode 4

TW: Rape, Sexual Assault and Abuse, Physical abuse.

So uh, I really did just guess "there is no way it's that bad, right?"...

OK, SO LET'S TALK. So again if you haven't seen the episode big Trigger Warning for its content! It's real heavy, explicit and on your face. I'm a Sexual abuse victim talking about this, just so you know.

I think the bigger problem I have with the episode, it's the context surrounding it and what happens later on, specially. Many people can have different views on the poison scene itself, for their own. But that scene, even if you as a victim relate, can only really work in a vacuum. Why? Let's see... hum.... The jokes of male SA in Helluva Boss? How it's written as funny to Moxxie to get assaulted? By the Succubus, Blitz, Chaz? Not seeing any problem in Stolitz, and victim blaming Blitz.

Suddenly Viv wants to be like: "Male sexual assault and abuse it's so not talked about, I'm going to write about it". As if she didn't write all those HB jokes. All those jokes are only men getting assaulted too, by other men or woman. The SA and r-pe it's funny when it's done to men, why did this even happen?

Even if the entire episode 4 was good, why did the same person write all this jokes? Is the sexual harassment Angel does to husk, even going to be addressed later or...? The biggest problem, it's the bad execution. Something happens a lot with HB and HH, it's that scenes and concepts work In isolation, that way you imagine in infinite possibilities of the "what if this". But they give you is in it'self not that good. The series does expect you to be a fan, and have to watch the pilot. Because it doesn't really bother to introduce the characters or anything. So the emotional bits don't hit that hard if you didn't already care about the characters since or before the pilot.

Since the first episodes, Valentino has being changing between fucking idiot and horrifying monster. In episode 2 he is treated as a stupid dumbass. I feel like all the episodes until 4 were too much, on the comedy shit- to immediately jump into explicit abuse and SA is a lot. In the end of the episode they also shift back the tone, weirdly.

So we jump into Val and Angel's work, showing how shitty val is. Charlie jumps into interrupting the hole thing. AND VAL ASSAULTS HER TOO??? I didn't expect that. He grabs her kisses and lick up her arm, and gets too close to her in other scenes. Then Charlie accidentally ruins the set, and Val ends up physically abusing Angel. Living him with a black eye, and it's shown Angel did a deal with him. Leaving him fully trapped with him (not a legal contract, but a devil/sinner bound magic thing). Then it's poison music number.

Many people feel like it's too graphic. Other people will say it's okey, because it shows the problem straight on, and it's supposed to make you uncomfortable.

Explicit doesn't = good.

You can talk a lot of what does this level of graphic/explicit add to the conversation.

My main problem with it being so explicit comes from who is directing that hole part of the episode. I talked about it in the post above. The person in question:

(BLURRED CUT PICTURE)

Does this scene above seem familiar to you? This person put together with how the poison part of the episode is played out AND all the disgusting "SA is funny" jokes HB make this a fucking problem.

AND THEN THE FUCKING ENDING IS CRAZY BAD LIKE HELLO???? At the end, Angel is at a bar, and his drink gets spiked. Husk gets him out and fights against the guys that spiked the drink. Then they kindly have an argument... To get through the whole heavy ass episode- to then Husk hit with a song calling Angel a baby IS FUCKING CRAZY. I see what the point was supposed to be, but the execution absolutely kills it. The song tries to compare Husk and Angel, to say shit sucks but hey it's okay we are in this together, BUT HOLY SHIT. Why, comparing Angel Dust being sexually abused under a demonic contract (HE IS STILL UNDER)- to Husk having to work for Alastor. Yes, Husk fucked up his life in hell do to gambling- that's not comparable to Angel being in an abusive relationship where he gets taken advantaged of. Calling Angel dust a baby loser, "everyone got it difficult get over your self"- it's fucking crazy. The fact that the episode ends on everyone happy and laugh it off it awful! WHAT HAPPEN???????? Like Angel is still under Val's contract- his going to have to go back to work, or to any other place where his drink could be spiked. We are still in the same problem. I don't- I don't understand. The song wasn't even a "I'll help you", it felt more like "Hey shit sucks, get over it". How did you write that? I don't think the series has the time or good enough space to treat the subjects- and they are dealing in the worst way.

EDIT:

I cannot believe this woman made a cum joke, about the song that it's about being trapped with your abuser- that comes with really graphic scenes of assault and r-pe. Like the whole song it's about that???? It's not a "Hot sexy" song, it's literally all sexual assault and workplace abuse.

This scene is from a non canon comic from the same artist above, got immediately referenced in the scene after poison. That's crazy. Also, The artist is... uh......... Did you know that in episode 4. It got showed that Angel's real name is Anthony? They changed their name to Tony, make themselves look like Angel? Now does sex work like Angel. They choreographed the pole dancing in Addict?

AND Viv just reduced Angel's Sexual Harassment of Husk as:

Angel trows himself to Husk, grabs him, touches him, makes unwanted sexual comments. You, have never left the weird shipping of queer of mean that revolts around sexual harassment. It's like old ass garbage Wattpad yaoi, not acknowledging those problems. Why is there more attention to that than Charlie and Vaggie, who lacks so much personality and everything. WLW with no condiments and artificial as fuck MLM with microplastics.

[myymi]

lost world angst, anyone?

Sonic wasn't sure what he expected to happen to Tails after he got stuck in that trap and taken away before he could save him.

But his money certainly wasn't on the kit being half-roboticized.

He wanted to puke at the sight of his brother. (Which is an idea he wasn't too entirely fond of at the moment. Amy had made him a really nice breakfast this morning and it sits better in his stomach than on his shoes.)

He wanted to say he didn't even recognize the kid, but that'd be a lie. He'd always know when he was looking into his little brother's eyes, no matter if they're drained of life or artificial.

He could imagine the screams the fox probably let out as his body was torn into, flesh and blood being forcibly replaced by steel and oil.

Eggman had gloated about the process once years ago and it still haunted the hedgehog. To think Tails, his kid, fell victim to it..

He was going to rip those stupid zetis into shreds.

“What did you do to him.” Sonic demanded, even though he knew the answer. He just needed them to say it.

He needed them to admit they tortured a barely seven year old child.

“Calm down.” Zavok waved off the obvious anger radiating from the hedgehog, not at all worried about his opponent. “We simply gave him a few upgrades. Isn't he so much better?”

Better?

Better?!

How could anyone think that was better?

Sonic's face fell into a harsh glare, his royal blue quills shifting a few shades darker as he stared right into Zavok’s stupid, purple eyes.

“I'm going to fucking kill you.” He growled, angrily baring his fangs. He wasn't the biggest fan of swearing, especially not around Tails, but he'd let it slide this time.

“You'll have to deal with your little tagalong first.” The zeti stayed nonchalant as he gestured to the half-robot fox and, oh Chaos, his eye was so dull. There was no life in him.

Sonic didn't say anything in response to that, so Zavok decided to begin the fight with a simple command, “Tails, kill that worthless creature.”

The fox-robot listened to the command, lifting up its arm that now had a cannon attached to the end of it. The reality of the situation only fully kicked in when it started charging, a small purple energy or quickly growing in size.

“Oh, buddy.” Sonic knew he could fight Tails. Even if it wasn't him anymore, he couldn't hurt his brother. He promised him, “I'm so sorry, kid. I should've been faster.” He apologized, raising his paws in surrender to show the other he wouldn't fight.

Even if the fox was about to kill him, he was going to accept it. He deserved it after failing to keep the kid out of the zetis’ hands.

He braced himself for the inevitable impact of the orb once it looked like it was finished growing. It wouldn't be long before it shot, and Sonic would've left Mobius as a failure of big brother.

But then the light in Tails’ eye resparked.

With a wink, the kit quickly pivoted on his heel and dropped to crouch on his knee. He did his best to prop up the cannon as he aimed it right at Zavok’s head, “Never!” He shouted, pulling the trigger.

The blast ended up striking Zavok right in the center of his chest, the force sending him flying a few feet backwards.

Sonic could do nothing but stand and gape at his little brother. He didn't understand what happened, it all went by too fast—isn't that the craziest thing? Too fast for Sonic to keep up.

“Hold it, fuzzball.” Zeena said, stepping up as she pointed a remote at the fox and pressed a button. “You're still ours. Now do as you're told so we can end this. I need to fix my nail polish and you're delaying it with your wanna-be hero stunt.”

Tails yelped and grabbed his head with the paw that hadn't been turned into a weapon. His organic eye closed tightly in obvious pain as the other flashed between blue and red.

Sonic knew he should do something, but it felt like his feet were glued in place. No matter how much he begged, his body wouldn't move.

“No!” Tails cried out, shaking his head before just barely opening his eye. The first thing he saw was the arm cannon, which reminded him of a program he added in last minute as a backup plan.

Sonic was going to be so mad at him for this.

He didn't give his brain a chance to bail on the plan in fear of upsetting his big brother. He spun his tails as quickly as he could, doing his best to ignore how one of them felt like pure metal and flew straight into the center of the zetis.

He didn't stop flying until he landed on top of Zomom, looping his legs around the orange zeti’s neck as much as could as he pressed a hidden button on the cannon.

As the three second timer kicked off, the fox looked up to find his brother. He sent him a smile, quickly mouthing ‘I'm sorry.’ before his vision was full of white, then almost immediately fading to black.

“Tails!” Sonic screamed right before the explosion hit, knowing that silent apology couldn't have been a good sign.

The force of the bomb knocked him back a bit, but he was back on his feet in a second and running to where he last saw his brother.

One of the zetis, the depressed one, was entirely missing from the group. But, other than that, the rest of them were all knocked unconscious.

“Tails?” Sonic's voice choked on tears as he slid beside the kit’s body. The bomb had destroyed some of the metal, revealing that most of it was just show.

Tails hadn't been roboticized.

He swallowed past the lump in his throat as he gently cradled his baby brother, shoving away the haunting bits of metal.

He knew this entire encounter was going to haunt his dreams for a while.

He didn't dwell on that matter though. Tails was far more important. He needed to get him away from these monsters.

So he ran.

He wasn't sure where he was running to exactly, but anywhere away from the zetis was a good place to be.

By chance or maybe an unknowingly conscious effort, Sonic had made it to where they had parked the Tornado. She hadn't moved a muscle, her red paint still glistening in the sun as she soaked in the heat.

Feeling calmer from just the plane's presence, the hedgehog carefully climbed into the cockpit and settled into the seat.

Tails was still cradled to his chest, his grip on the fox tightening as he found a comfortable enough spot.

He didn't know what to do. They didn't really have the supplies to treat whatever happened to the kid.

He was just gonna have to wait it out. Figure out how Tails was feeling when he woke up and then go from there.

The hedgehog curled around the younger boy as much as he could when he felt his eyelids growing heavy. He nuzzled the fox's fur, making sure to lay extra attention to the sections that had been covered by metal. He planted a small kiss above the eye that had been seemingly replaced by an artificial one.

They would be fine if he took a quick nap. He'd wake up if something attacked them, and the Tornado’s keys were already in the ignition. It'd be okay.

Chaos, he prayed Tails would also be okay when he woke up.

He didn't like his slow heartbeat or his weak pulse.

[lauryn-order]

Anyway. I could really use someone being proud of me. I did something really big a couple weeks ago.

I blocked my piece of shit ex for the first time in the 11 years he's been in my life.

I didn't block him when he kicked me out after abusing me and left me with nothing to my name. And it took a little while to block him after killing my cat because I felt like I needed to write my feelings out first and I wasn't ready to that at first.

I worked hard and got ready.

I wrote a final message saying everything I needed to say and immediately blocked him afterwards.

I'm going to share it here, but please know it's a massive trigger warning for pet death. Don't feel like you have to read it. I'm mostly posting for myself.

But anyway. Be proud of me for finally doing the big, scary thing?

This will be my final message to you. I’ve been trying to write this since the night she died but I’ve been incapable because of how much pain I’ve been in. Every time I tried I’ve had a panic attack, but today I’m pushing through it. 

I’m beyond broken. The only reason I’ve been living for the past year and a half is because I was fighting every fucking day to get back to a place to get her back. She was my goal in life. Without her I have no reason to do anything. I have no purpose or goal in life. I’m done. 

Before I say this next part, know I don’t think you did this maliciously to get back at me or to harm her. I don’t think you’re evil. 

However. You failed me for the last time in the most heinous way possible. You killed my baby. I might’ve been the one to make that final decision, but you left me no choice. Your actions killed her, and in doing so, you’ve killed my soul. 

I left her with you with the promise of daily pictures, seeing her whenever I wanted and that you’d take care of her. 

Her death day was the only time I was allowed to see her this year. 

I begged you for pictures and updates and barely received any. It would take days and weeks to get you to even reply. 

I begged you to let me visit her and you denied me constantly. It took me getting raped to be able to spend any sort of quality time with her. 

I begged you to let me drop presents off for her and you denied me. I still have her Valentine’s gifts in my car that you continually wouldn’t let me give to her. 

You made me miss out on the last 1.5 years of her life. I tried. I begged. I pleaded. I didn’t miss it because I didn’t make the effort. You made the decision to keep me out of her life. You broke your promises. You made my biggest nightmare become reality. 

But. I have never felt an ounce of empathy from you on that front. So let’s get down to the last day of her life. 

You called me and told me to take her to the vet because of her breathing and that she had matted fur. 

Matted fur. You were very fucking clear on that. Told me the reasons cats might have matted fur. Clarified it multiple times. 

Anyway. We’ll get back to that. You said you thought she had a cold. Made it sound like no big deal. Said it just started an hour or two ago when you called me. 

Which, let’s not forget, was just hours after you and I admitted we had feelings for each other. Did you know for awhile but only tell me once I said I liked you again because you knew I’d see her soon? Did you finally check on her because of talking to me again and just see for the first time after days?

These aren’t illogical emotional questions, this is me trying to understand what the fuck happened. 

Because I was calm. You made it seem like no biggie. I was actually excited because I was going to take her home with me to recover. But then I took her out of the carrier at the vets when the tech came in, took my first real look at her, and IMMEDIATELY started panicking. 

That wasn’t the cat I left and entrusted with you. I didn’t recognize this cat. 

I took one look at her chest. One. Fucking. Look. And I broke. 

How fucking dare you tell me she had matted fur. There’s no way in hell that’s what you thought. You’re not dumb. 

In what world did that not look like a fucking tumor? It was rock hard, and visible to the naked eye. You don’t have to be a cat expert to know what that was. That shit doesn’t show up same day, Ray. How long had you been neglecting her? How long had all three of y’all been neglecting her? Three fucking people in that house and nobody noticed tumors growing on her chest? 

I knew then that this was going to be the worst day of my life. From one fucking look. But then the vet continued and it got even worse. 

She hadn’t drank anything in days. Days. She was so fucking beyond dehydrated. If you were changing her water you’d notice nothing had been consumed. I don’t care if there’s three people there or not, you should notice if you’re changing it and it hasn’t gone down at all. Someone should’ve noticed. Someone could’ve saved her. 

They couldn’t even get a pulse in her legs, she was so far gone. 

We asked the vet to be crystal clear. He said there was no way in hell that my baby was only sick one day. He said this has been a long time coming due to the condition she was in and the neglect she had suffered. 

Do you know how embarrassing it was to have to explain myself and my situation to all the staff because they were very clear my cat was a victim of neglect? All the while trying to come to terms that the first time I saw my cat this year was going to be the last day of her life. 

Where were you, Ray? Too busy getting drunk and sleeping to notice the one thing you were supposed to take care of and protect was actively dying?

You didn’t even have the decency to come with us to the appointment. Is that because you knew? You knew and you couldn’t bear to see me when I found out the truth? Too scared you’d have to explain yourself to the doctors and know you could get in legal trouble bringing her in because she was in that bad of a condition?

Let me describe it to you since you weren’t there. 

I held her. I apologized over and over again for failing her. I apologized over and over again for leaving her with you and trusting you. 

They came in to put the catheter in and warned me it would be rough due to her extreme dehydration. I didn’t quite understand how rough. 

Have you ever heard a cat scream in pain, Ray? I hadn’t until that moment. She was terrified but too weak to run away. She tried though. They had to hold her down while she screamed and I sobbed. She pissed everywhere because she was in so much pain. Taylor eventually sent me out of the room because she knew I couldn’t handle it. 

She stayed with her though. She called the doctor in and demanded they move her away from the room and into the back so I would stop hearing her screams. She stayed and listened while Cat Face suffered in her last moments and talked to her until she calmed down. She told her how hard I was trying to get her back and everything I did the past year to work towards getting her back. 

She stayed and listened to her scream so that she wouldn’t be alone because I literally wanted to kill myself listening to them and couldn’t take it. 

She had only met her once, the day when we dropped her off. But yet she was there for her final moments. Where were you? Oh right, at home drunk. 

They came back into the euthanasia room. I got my chance to say my final goodbyes. At one point, Cat tried to get away. But she was too weak and couldn’t. I wasn’t strong enough to press the button for them to come in. Taylor did it for me when I asked her to. They gave her the first shot and I’ll never forget the face she made. Her eyes were bulging. Her tongue was sticking out. She looked nothing like the cat I knew and loved. It was terrifying and heart breaking and is an intrusive image in my head. 

Then they gave her the second shot. The doctor listened for her heart and told me she was gone. 

Ray. The sound that came out of me… it haunts me. I wish you had heard it so it would haunt you too. I’ve never wailed the way I wailed at that moment. I begged him to take her and collapsed in Taylor’s arms. 

Since then I’ve been borderline suicidal. The only reason I’m not is because I think of her calming me down from panic attacks or taking care of me while you screamed at me and I was a wreck. She wouldn’t want that. 

The only emotions I truly feel are pain, sadness, emptiness and guilt. Everything that made me me feels gone. I have no hope. I have no purpose. You took that from me by neglecting her. 

I can’t sleep. Every time I try I see her dead face and hear her screaming. I keep myself up until my body shuts down. The only times I sleep well at night are when I’ve stayed up for days and physically can’t any longer or when I hold her box of ashes. 

I can’t work. I got my team at work the day after she died and have panic attacks daily while trying to work. How am I supposed to work when everything I was working for is gone? 

I can’t take care of myself. I can’t function. I can’t do anything. All because of your actions, or lack thereof. 

I don’t know what to do now. 

However, what I do know is the second I saw her out of her carrier you lost me for the rest of your life. 

I loved you. I was there for you. I begged you to let me help you. I wanted nothing more than to be part of your life and do whatever I could for you. 

You officially lost the one person who understood you like no other. Who loved you despite everything you’ve put me through in the past. You lost your person. 

I hope that hurts. And if it does hurt like I hope it does, still know it’s only a fraction of the pain I’m feeling. 

I’ve been through more than anyone should ever go through. You know that. But know nothing has hurt me as much as this has.

Know you could’ve saved her. Know she died because of your inactions. Know her death is on your hands. Know there’s no excuse or anything you could say to bring me back to you. Know you broke me. Know you failed me. Know you failed her, when she showed you nothing but unconditional love. 

She was innocent. You are not. 

Goodbye forever. 

[xazz]

Eric and her Builds. All with dripped out Dresstiny because you can't kill aliens if you don't look cute!

Legion duds. No real Build. Can use multiple exotics but I'm a weirdo and can be happy without an exotic. I swap out exotics as needed pretty generic Jack of All Trades Master of None style build bc I'm usually playing with @acel1en and I don't gotta think about it lol

So many moths. I have like... 100% grenade up time on the moths even when not using the Eris Gun. Just... so many moths. Blue moths, purple moths. All the moths!

'So I heard you need me on tether'. Generic Orpheus big tether build. I bring it out for raids/dungeons mostly. I just changed it's drip but I might need to again. Brown.

Hard Content/Stay Alive At All Costs/High Invis Uptime Build. Did the drip on this one a week or so ago and I love it. This comes out for GMs or fucking Simmumah because I can basically be invis forever. It's also the 'Ambulance' Build bc you go invis and revive your fireteam bc they DIED

Generic Lots of Blade Barrage Build. It's fun! Lots of super regen. Also she's so fucking cute! Spark of Joy my beloved. This replaced my YAS build after the nerf.

Toxic Strand Dive Build. I made it for PvP when threaded specter was really good. You go in deep, dodge out when you find someone nearby, the bombardiers damage the enemy and trigger the specter. Specter explodes and spawns threadlings. If the specter doesn't kill outright after the chip from the bombardiers the threadlings will get ya. It doesn't work all the time but BOY it's fucking funny when it does. Works good in PvE so long as I'm not playing with Ace bc he doesn't understand the concept of 'don't kill absolutely everything so I can get my silly build to work'.

Dance of Death Invis Arc Hunter. Pretty generic invis Arc Hunter for solo or team content. Good in lower level end game content like dungeons or raids. Great survivability if there's lots of trash mobs to kill. Produces Orbs of Light like it's its fucking job.

Generic Stasis Build. I am not good at piloting it at all XD Supposedly it gives me good resilience and has good survivability but I'm too stupid for it. I just wanna throw fucking supers man. It's my only Stasis build atm tho.

Fuck You Throwing Knife build. I'm not the best at piloting this one because you need to get into a groove with it. But once you get it you have unlimited throwing knives and your super builds up SUPER fast. It requires a bit more thinking than I often wanna keep track of.

Generic Fuck You Big Arc Build. You go up and punch things, make orbs, get Feast of Light 4 and slam your fucking stick into the nearest biggest pool of health points. Repeat. Generates a fuck ton of orbs but really relies on lots of ads to survive.

Newest build. All the Bey Blades. I made this build this week and it is INSANE. It makes so many tangles and in turn makes so many whirling maelstroms/beyblades. It's a very high risk build though since a lot of your tangles are made using grapple melee. Also has incredible uptime on the threaded spike. This build was just 'I wanna throw my knife a lot and make 1000 tangles'. It's so fucking fun in the Coil

[kemetic-dreams]

Why is it every move I make turns out to be a bad one? Where's my guardian angel? Need one, wish I had one I'm right here, shorty, and I'ma hold you down You trying to fuck all these bitches? I'ma show you how But who-? (Name's D, like you, but my friends call me Damien) And I'ma put you hip to something (uh-huh) about this game we in You and me could take it there, and you'll be The hottest nigga ever living (that's a given?) You'll see Hmm, that's what I've been wanting all my life Thinkin' about my little man, so I call my wife Well, your dada is about to make it happen (What you mean, my nigga?) I'm about to make it rapping Today I met this cat, he said his name was Damien He thinks that we're a lot alike and wants to be my friend (You mean like Chuckie?) Ha ha, yeah, just like Chuckie (Dada, looks like we both lucky) Yeah

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog?

Ay-yo, D (What up, D?) You's a smooth nigga I seen you when nobody knew who pulled the trigger Yeah, you know, it's always over dough You sure? I could have swore it was over a hoe Nah, nah, that ain't my style (igga, you stay fronting) But you're still my man, and I ain't gonna say nothin' Got some weed? Go 'head, smoke it (what?) Go 'head, drink it (what?) Go 'head and fuck shorty, you know I can keep a secret (aight) I'm about to have you driving, probably a Benz But we gotta stay friends, blood out, blood in Sounds good to me, fuck it, what I got to lose? Hmm, nothin' I can think of, any nigga would choose Got me pushing the whips, takin' trips across seas Pockets stay laced, nigga, I floss Gs For that nigga I would bleed, give him my right hand Now that I think about it, yo, that's my man!

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog?

You like how everything is going? You like what I gave ya? You know if you was going down, I'd be the one to save ya But yo, I need a favor, these cats across town hate me Plus their behavior hasn't been too good lately What? Anything for you, dog, where them niggas at? 38th from Broadway (aight, let me get the gat) Run up on 'em strapped, bust off caps in four niggas Laid low for 'bout a month then killed two more niggas Now I'm ready to chill, but you still want me to kill Look at what I did for you! Dog, come on, keep it real! Aight, fuck it, I'ma do it, who is it this time? Ayy-yo, remember that kid Sean you used to be with in '89? Nah, that's my man! (I thought I was your man?) But yo, that's my nigga (hey, who's your biggest fan?) Either do it or give me your right hand, that's what you said I see now, it ain't nothing but trouble ahead (uh-huh)

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog?

In the fog, the fog, living in the fog How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? How you gon' see him if you living in the fog? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog To be continued, motherfuckers Ah-hahahahaha

[leaveherwildliketheflowers]

Dear Dad,

Do you ever think of me? Do you miss me? I often find myself wondering what our relationship could have been, had you been a better man. Kinder. Softer. If you had loved me.

Do you ever regret the things you did to me? The ways you hurt me. The way you let him hurt me. Were you just young and stupid and grew up to realize how wrong you were? Or are you still the cold, bitter person I remember.

I wonder what you would think about your granddaughter. Not that I would ever let you near her. Her soul is too sweet and pure to be poisoned by your darkeness. I would protect her from you in the ways my mom failed to protect me. But would you love her? It is just me that you are incapable of loving?

Why did you hate me so much? I was so little. Helpless. What could I have possibly done to make you treat me like that? You were suppose to protect me dad, so why didn't you? What was so wrong with me that even the biological instinct to love your child wasn't enough for you to care aboit me? Was I that much of a poison to you?

I'm sorry I gave up on you. I'm sorry I left. I know you hate me for it. You didn't think I was strong enough to break free, to shed the weight of you in my life. The truth is I didn't do it out of strength. I did it out of fear. After our last visit I really thought you were going to kill me. You pointed it at me and pulled the trigger. But you missed and I made sure you never got another shot.

I wish I could say that I put you behind me, but I'd be lying. You still flood my mind often. It's not just my brain that remembers you, my body does too. I have lifelong trauma from my time with you that even grueling work in therapy isn't healing. That is blood on your hands, not that you give a shit. I hate that you still take up space in my life but it's hard to let go when I really loved you. I tried so hard to make you love me back. I stayed longer that I should of fighting for a man who didn't want me. I want you to know that is my biggest regret in life. You don't deserve me. You don't deserve my love. You don't deserve to be a part of the beautiful life I cultivated for myself despite your best efforts to make me feel inferior.

You told me I would never amount to anything. You said no one could love me. You said I was stupid and weak and would never make anything for myself.

Well, fuck you. You were wrong.

[mondaychildsworld]

I know the end - Joel x Reader

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Part One / ?

Rating: M

Word Count: 3.7K

Chapter summary: reader unexpectedly finds herself face to face with and old friend. That friend turns out to be Joel. He unwillingly accepts to help her, only to find that the situation escalates and they have to flee to survive.

Warnings: canon-typical violence, mention of drugs, swearing, gun violence, death of a character, blood and injuries, arguments and some angst.

A/N: Hiii. I'm well aware that nobody will ever read this, I guess. Other than myself, lol. So I don't know why I even write this note. Well, I've fallen down the Pedro Pascal rabbit hole and I'm currently rewatching the whole series with my boyfriend. I guess I felt a little inspired, and I have lots of time to kill right now so it's been nice to get into writing a bit. I have always enjoyed writing, but this is my first ever fanfiction, and english is not my first language so please be kind to me. Also I've only watched the TV-show and haven't played the game so I'm sorry if I get something wrong. Enjoy! ✨

November 14th 2023

You slowly put one foot in front of the other. You’ve been out in the woods for a couple of hours now. The strap of your rifle cuts uncomfortably into your shoulder. It’s cold and you barely feel your toes anymore. But that’s not your biggest problem right now. You gaze up towards the sky, the morning sun fights its way through the clouds. It’s so quiet.

Suddenly you hear the sound of wings flutter in the distance. After a couple of seconds you see the birds fleeing whatever scared them off. You follow them with your gaze, and then drop it to the location they came from. 

You freeze for a second. Only moving your eyes, keeping every muscle in your body as still as possible. In the far distance between a couple of trees, you see something. You start to move, as slowly and quietly as you can. You reach for the rifle on your back the moment you see the little rabbit minding its own business. Totally unaware of your intentions. 

It’s not a big rabbit, but you need it. It will definitely not solve your problem. But it’s food for another day. 

You make your way through the snow, between the birch trees  until you’re close enough to get a good aim. The forest is mostly white, with the occasional black pattern on the birches. This makes you vulnerable, you have nowhere to hide. But the same goes for the rabbit.

You aim your weapon. Take a deep breath. Exhaling as you reach for the trigger. You let a couple of seconds pass. Just as you’re about to pull the trigger there’a a snapping sound of a twig breaking and the rabbit runs away.

“Oh fuck.” you quietly say to yourself as you lower the rifle.

Only to look up to see a man. With another rifle pointing at you. The same second that you see him, your body goes rigid and you grab the rifle once again.

“What do you want?” you ask the man. “Go after the rabbit for all you want, just leave me be.”

The man stays quiet. It’s hard to tell what he looks like from here. All you can see is a muted brown jacket, dark jeans and some silver strands in his dark hair. Behind him is a small elevation of some boulders covered in snow. Behind you, an open landscape scattered with the pale trees. There’s no chance you can outrun him here. There’s no place to hide behind the birches. 

“Why are you out here?” the man asks and you let out a sigh. He seems to be very much living and breathing. But you just have to ask.

“Are you infected?”

“What the, no…” the man says. “Do I look infected to you?”

“No.” you simply answer.

“Well aren’t you smart.” the man says and sighs and shifts his rifle a little. 

That’s when you see him. You know this man, you’ve seen him before. But you’re so far from home, or whatever you can call home. You shouldn't recognize someone out here. This is far away from everything you’ve ever known. You lower your rifle. 

“Back to my question,” he continues. “Why are you-”

But you cut him off. You do recognize this man.

“Joel?” 

He freezes for a second. But slowly relaxes and lowers his gun. 

“What?” he says. The man looking at you is definitely Joel. You know him. You know him from Boston QZ.

“Joel, do you remember me?” you say. “From the QZ.”

He squints at you and lets a few seconds pass until he says your name. You nod.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“It’s a long story…” you start. Not wanting to share too much.

“Doesn’t we all have a long story.” he mumbles and starts walking towards you as he puts his rifle on his back. 

You feel like you know him. But you actually don’t. He’s never been too much of a talker. He’s not the one who shares his story. Not that you really had done that either. But you knew him. From your everyday life. And you knew Tess. Better than you ever knew Joel, anyway. 

It’s not like you knew him from before. At the time around the outbreak you were living in Chicago with your sister. And you believe Joel was from Texas… right? This just proves how much you know about the man in front of you. Back then there were only you and your sister doing what you're supposed to do in your mid twenties. You used to share an apartment, working in different bars and restaurants while your sister studied for her bachelor in economics. 

Your thoughts about your sister reminds you of where you are standing now, and why.

“I, uhm, actually,” you start. “My sister-”

But that’s how far you get until you get distracted. A tiny head pops up behind one of the boulders behind Joel. He realizes you put your focus somewhere else and turns around. 

“Ellie!” he scolds, while a young girl climbs up on the boulder, looking down at you two. “No, I told you to stay back!���

“Well, if you weren’t taking all day talking to her I might’ve had the patie-”

“No.” Joel cuts her off. “That’s not how things work here and you know it.”

He frowns and looks back at you. It looks like Joel contemplates his options for a moment before he speaks again. 

“Well, this is Ellie.” he sighs and you can see the frustration in his eyes. You can only guess that it wasn’t by choice he got stuck with a teenage girl. 

You smile and tell the girl your name. “Nice to meet you.”

“Yeah, yeah. Enough with the pleasantries.” Joel mutters. 

“Does she come with us now?” Ellie asks. “Because you two do know each other. I'm not fucking stupid.”

You and Joel both stay silent as you watch Ellie climb down the small boulder covered in snow. The sunshine has reached its way through the clouds now, making the snow glimmer as you watch the girl's feet reach the frozen ground. 

Joel looks at you once more. Studying your face, probably looking for any reason at all to just leave you here as you were, all alone. The sun makes the gray strands in his hair shine like silver and you can’t help but notice the scar on his temple. You have seen it before, but it always made you wonder.

“There’s a lot of raiders out here.” he just simply says, looking a bit concerned. But that expression quickly changes for a more determined one. “But we can’t just pick up strays along the way, Ellie. No offense."

His gaze shifts between you and Ellie for a moment. You decide to try. There must be some sort of fate of bumping into a friend, or even just an acquaintance in the forest somewhere in Nebraska… or? That was also one of your problems. You didn't quite know where you were, exactly. You and your sister had been going north for a while, after you finally reunited in Oklahoma after some time apart. And now you were kind of stuck somewhere in Nebraska. Your plan was to go through Kansas City and make your way up to Chicago. But early on you met a group fleeing Kansas City, claiming there was nothing other than hell in that direction. You never got the details about the situation, other than some stuff about infected crawling up from the underground. So both you and your sister decided you heard enough to change your route and plans. That was before she got injured. 

So, you decide to try. “Please don’t leave me.” you stutter out.

That just sounded pathetic. Great. Your voice sounded more fragile than you imagined it would. But the thought of your sister almost brought tears into your eyes. You quickly swallowed and brushed away a strand of hair from your face. You try again.

“I mean, please, I don’t really know where we are,” you say, your voice more steady now. “We have nothing, Julie is injured and alone right now. If you leave-”

“Julie?” Joel asks, furrowing his brows.

“My sister.”

He nods and sighs once again. 

“Where are you heading?” he asks.

“Originally, to Chicago-” you start but get disrupted once more.

“Well we’re not going that way so I guess this is where we say our goodbyes.” Joel says and turns to Ellie. “Let’s go.”

Joel grabs her arm and starts to walk away from you. But the teenage girl shrugs him off. 

“You’re just gonna leave her? You dick.” She says. Joel stops and looks at her for a moment.

“Yeah, I’m just gonna leave her. I have enough cargo as it is.” he says in a sour tone. “She’s a grown woman and can clearly handle herself.”

You don’t feel like there’s anything left to say. You know there’s no point in arguing with Joel. And this teenager he’s traveling with for whatever reason, even referring to her as ‘cargo’, just makes you roll your eyes. You tried. He said no. He doesn’t want to listen anymore. You don’t have time for just standing here listening to them bicker about what to do.

The strap of the rifle cuts into your shoulder once again. You’re reminded of why you’re out here and decide to return to your sister. As you turn around to silently walk away with a sigh you’re surprised as you hear steps following your way. In the corner of your eye you see the teenage girl appearing to your left side. 

“It won’t hurt to be a little helpful sometimes.” she mutters back to the heavier steps right behind you. Joels steps. This little teenage girl apparently got him to, perhaps, do something for another human. And getting nothing in reward. You smile a little to yourself.

“Thank you.” you say, and make eye contact with the teenager. Ellie shyly smiles back as the three of you make your way zigzag through the white forest. 

Julie whines as you gently remove the bandage around her thigh. You can see in her eyes that it hurts a lot. She’s pale and dull under the sweat on her face. This isn’t just your usual gun wound to stitch up and go about your day. You know the injury got infected. You have no knowledge in medicine, you could say. You knew your pills, unfortunately. But you were far from a nurse. And you had run out of your small stash a long time ago, so you couldn’t even ease her pain. 

“It’s just a gun wound?” Joel asks. “Are you sure she’s not bitten anywhere? Not infected?”

“Yeah, I’m fucking sure.” you tell him. “Unless raiders shoot cordyceps bullets.”

“Not funny.” Julie whispers from where she lays under you on the floor.

You reach for your bottle of water and try to rinse the wound. Julie cries out and the sound echoes in the empty waiting hall. 

Who would've guessed there would be an actual train station in the middle of the woods. The brick building is old and taken over by nature. It’s not big, but it’s enough shelter from the snow. Some of the windows are broken so some snow has reached inside despite the thick walls. 

“I’m gonna let Joel take a look at you.” you try to assure your sister. “It’s all fine, I know him from the Boston QZ, he’ll help you.” you nod to your sister, stroking her cheek feeling her hot skin.

“Right?” you say as you stand up next to Joel. His expression says something completely else though. The big red spot on the light gray stone floor should also tell you something about the outcome of this. But you’re determined that this will not be the end. The end is not near.

“I mean…” Joel sighs as he kneels on the floor next to Julie. You give him a stern look and he lowers his gaze to the wound. “Sure, we’ll see what we can do.”

You’ve cut open your sister's jeans to easily access the wound. It’s too cold to take any clothes off here. But your sister is sweating and quietly rambles something through the shivers. You force yourself to turn around. This is not the end. You squeeze your eyes shut.  You’ve been in each other's lives since the day you were born. Having a twin has been both a curse and a blessing. You don’t look a lot like each other though. Your parents always joked that they got one kid each. Julie always had a slender build, brown, wavy hair and a face full of freckles. Just like your mom. And you were a spitting image of your dad. Blonde, straight hair with more of an athletic build. 

As you hear Julie whimper and cry out once again you force yourself to open your eyes. On the other side of the train station sits Ellie on one of the old benches. She swings her legs back and forth with a troubled look on her face. Above of her is the rest of what used to be an old timetable for the train station. If the old sign hadn’t been spray painted over with graffiti, you might’ve gotten a name of the station and could figure out where the hell you were. Now it was covered in paint, dust and mold, making it impossible to read. 

“Just stay still and rest, Julie” you hear Joel say. “It’s going to be just fine.”

You turn around to Joel while he rises to his feet again. Struggling a little bit on the way. This makes him look even older. It looks like his back may hurt, and it makes his movements stiff. He mouths something to you and you assume it’s somewhere along the lines of ‘let’s talk’, and gestures for you to step outside. 

You take a deep breath and head towards the big wooden door towards the tracks, pushing it open, blinded by the immediate light from the winter sun. Joel is just a couple of steps behind you. In front of you stands the carriages of an old abandoned train.

“Don’t go anywhere and don’t touch anything.” he tells Ellie before he shuts the door behind you. He turns and looks you straight into your eyes. “Look, I’m no doctor or anything.”

You know where this is going. You clench your teeth together and avoid his eyes. Your gaze lands on your feet covered by your thick black boots. No. No, this is not it. You hear Joel's voice saying your name. It sends a shiver down your spine. He sounds serious. You look up once more, your frightened gaze meeting his eyes.

“I’m sorry, honestly.” he says softly. “As I said, I don’t really know any medical stuff. But I know when it’s too late.”

His words feels like a punch to your stomach. The world spins and you feel a bit nauseous. This was not how it was supposed to end. You just got back together. You try to blink away the burning feeling behind your eyelids.

“No, no.” You quietly answer. It’s like you can’t access your vocabulary anymore. There’s so much you want to say but your mind is just blank. A panicked blank with only denial. You close your eyes and all you see is your sister, very much alive. 

Joel starts saying something but you can’t really put the words together as the world spins. Suddenly the doors open, and you immediately try to get back to reality. Ellie’s face peeps out, looking stressed. 

“There’s someone on the other side!” Ellie says, frightened. “I heard some voices, and saw three men when I looked through the window.”

“Fuck.” Joel mumbles and looks around worried, and starts shoving Ellie towards the old train behind you. “Get on the train and hide!”

You start to panic.

“But, Julie is-” you start, but a large hand grabs you by the shoulder and shoves you back into the train. You flinch as your back collides with the metal  and look up only to see Joel staring down at you. 

“I tried to tell you nicely,” he hisses towards you, clenching his teeth together. “She’s gone.”

He lets go of his grip on your shoulder and looks you up and down while he slowly walks backwards grabbing his rifle. He didn’t lie when he said that there could be raiders around here.

“Train – now.” he says once more and you angrily make your way into the carriage as he walks to the corner of the house, trying to get a look of who you’re dealing with. 

You shake your head while you grab your own rifle from behind. As you make your way through the carriage something grabs your ankle. You squirm and let out a small scream. Taking a few steps back pointing your rifle down, ready to fire – you’re met with the eyes of the teenage girl you know nothing more of than her name. She hushes at you and puts her finger up towards her lips.

You’re relieved it's her, hunched down between the train seats, and not an infected left behind in the train. 

“I could’ve shot you!” you whisper as you quickly hunch down next to her. 

“Hide.” she just whispers back. “This way they won’t see you through the windows.”

You focus on your breathing. It’s quiet outside, but all you hear is the beat of your own heart and the blood rushing, making the silence unbearable. 

After just a couple of minutes that feels like seconds and hours at the same time, you hear a gunshot. You both twitch a bit at the sound. Looking nervously around but you don’t see anything. The voices of men can be heard in the distance and more gunshots are fired, closer this time. You start moving away to get further away in the carriage. You and Ellie crawl on the dirty train floor, dusty and covered in ice. You look back at the kid behind you, her red hoodie sticking up from inside of the green worn out jacket. She’s not really dressed for this weather.

You hear gunshots again and hear the pained screams of a man. You pull Ellie closer and put your head down. Quickly squeezing the two of you behind another pair of seats. Breathing shakily, feeling Ellie’s fast heartbeats under your arm as you’re hugging her close. 

There’s a creak of a carriage door. You feel the weight of the train shift a bit as someone enters the train. Fuck. There’s no place to run. You’re staying hidden right where you are, as long as the one who just entered the train decides to walk the other way. 

But of course that’s none of your luck, you think, as you slowly move your head a bit to make eye contact with Ellie.

“Do you have a gun?” you ask quietly, and she nods.

You take a deep breath and squeeze your eyes together in fear. The steps are getting closer.

“Stay down.” you whisper to Ellie as you reach for the trigger of your rifle and stand up. You look at the person who just entered the train through your aim.

“Stay back!” you fiercely say as the person puts their hands up slowly over their head.

“Hey, it’s me!” Joel whispers. “Get down! I told you to hide!”

You just started to realize who you had in front of you at the same moment as you hear a woman cry out in the distance. You freeze and all you hear is the cries… of your sister.

“No, no, no. Please, I don’t have anything- plea- please don’t-” you hear her beg loudly. Your head snaps to your side, through the train window and at the big wooden door that separates you from Julie. You start walking determined towards the exit of the train, try to squeeze past Joel as you hear your sister scream out. But he grabs your wrist, holding you back.

“Let me go!” you yell at him. 

“It’s been too late for a long time now and you know it.” he snaps back.

The screams of your sister goes silent as you hear one last gunshot. The world is not spinning anymore. It feels like the floor of the train gives in underneath you. You fall endlessly into a pitch black hole as you scream. The only thing holding you up the Joels firm grip of your wrist. 

“Up Ellie!” Joel instructs as he shows you further away in the wagon, your legs failing to walk. Ellie gets up and takes the lead, opening the door into the next wagon.

“Move.” Joel says aggressively and pushes you forward. You feel nauseous as you start to put one foot in front of the other. He mumbles right behind your ear, “If you don’t get yourself together and move your feet I’ll leave you here for the raiders to find.”

You take a deep breath and look up and sees Ellie’s worried face hold the door open for the two of you. As you take a step into the other carriage you wipe away your tears from your cheek. Behind you is the sound of Joel loading his gun. You keep on walking determined to get to the end of the train. You hear the gunshot when Joel pulls the trigger, but this time you don’t flinch. You’re feeling numb. You hear one of the windows of the train shatter as the bullet pierces through, and a loud thud of a body falling to the ground outside. But you don’t care, you don’t feel. You just move. 

“We need to leave,” Joel explains to you and Ellie. “There’s more coming, and by the time they get here we need to be gone.”

As you get to the end of the train Ellie opens the door, peeks outside and checks in both directions before she jumps outside, closely followed by you and Joel. 

Your feet hit the frozen ground. Usually, your knees would protest in some kind of way. You’re not a twenty-something anymore, and haven’t been in a long time. But you don’t feel anything. The sun is blinding, almost making the white snow unbearable to look at. 

As you start running away from the train, from the station and your sister you gaze up to the sky. This was not supposed to be the end, you think as you make your way alongside the old tracks.

[g-on-ef]

Omg 👁️👄👁️ hell nah 🤯🤯🤯 like I just saw the asks and that's crazy... Like bran going missing for a whole year 🥺🥺🥺 that's gonna put so much of emotional stress on everyone especially lan and I can already see bran having a severe mental breakdown because of that ( maybe worse than lia's) like not seeing any of his family will put one into depression ( like he is already depressed to the point of cutting himself) damn I just know now how much angsty it will get.

And I agree with you, we didn't get to see much bonding among the king siblings and cousins like yeah we know that they are close but it would have been better if we would have gotten to read about that too.

And I know the reunion between the brothers will be so good too . I am now more curious to see who finds Bran first. Now I am just praying for niko so that he can survive.

I can already see protective Levi, but are we also gonna see protective Johnathan and Aiden? In the book Aiden really did threaten niko

I am just so excited for the next chapters of to kidnap a lotus flower

As for born sinner damn that stalker is so crazy man, like to use bran's vulnerability to get to him. If he can go that far then I can't imagine what that stalker will do. I hope niko and lan team up again to save bran.

Also I can't wait to read the mafia arc and the kidnapping arc in the heart was build to break. I am so excited to see how niko will react about the bruises and learning about bran's past on why he harms himself. I also wanna see what actually triggers niko to take bran away and as I can assume here also bran goes missing for a long period of time. I can't wait to read more of this

Also I am excited for your other fics too

Oh honey Bran is gonna be a mess !!! Especially after seeing his brother being beaten down and the state Creighton was in poor baby is gonna have the worst case scenarios with Remi he's gonna be a hot mess.

Be prepared for the water works Bran is gonna have a severe case of depression and he and Niko are gonna be in for one emotional roller coaster that is gonna take a long while to heal especially with Bran and his cutting.

The Kings relationship is gonna play a huge role especially Glyn and Lan I wanna heal this relationship and make it better and I want them both to realize they fucked up Glyn with her willing to understand Kill but not Lan and Lan never giving Glyn a reason that he loved her or even cared about her

Jonathan is gonna be the biggest mess ever !!! Chapter 3 is gonna show how much Bran means to Jonathan but he's also gonna hate himself the most because he can't do anything {I'm so excited for yall to read why he can't and your reactions to it ^^}

Aiden is gonna have PTSD and flashbacks on the time he was kidnapped and left wondering if something bad is happening to his innocent nephew hell the poor man is gonna be a mess when he sees his son and the pain he's in

Niko will survive but will he try kidnapping Bran again after they come back since its gonna be a shit show ... ... ... hmmm 👀

But yes once Lan and Bran are reunited they are gonna be inseparable more on Lans part than Bran ^^

The stalker is gonna be a huge pain and yall are gonna how far he'll go no one is safe not even the girls {spoilers one of the girls ends up badly hurt to the point she ends up in a comoa because bran did something he did not approve of}

That stalker is not one to mess with and niko and lan are about to see the extent this crazy fucker will go ^^

Trust me no one is more excited for this arc than me I can't wait for yall to see the Mafia arc especially when Bran finds out omg I'm not gonna say anything else because I don't wanna spoil it ^^

Can't wait for yall to read the rest of these stories and see your reactions ^^

[infinitelycomplexpuzzles]

// So this is one of those things that perpetually drives me up the wall in terms of internal consistency.

You have a generally cool idea that allows for all these different powers to coexist at the same time without really needing to go any further. Sure, they might all be demons and devils and control entire realities and spent endless amounts of time warring against each other.

But none of them claim dominion over everyone else. Which means that for better or worse, you have a constant state of narrative flux where you can pull any of them out for your story without having to worry about what the others are doing.

You can use Mephisto as your villain without needing to really come up with what Surtur is up to, because they fundamentally don't effect each other in a practical sense. Surtur burns the world? That's bad, but there are lots of worlds. A few burning here and there is mostly no big deal in the grand scheme of things.

But then they immediately undermine this concept at the same time as introducing it by having it clearly stated that the Serpent is basically claiming dominion over all of them, and so the very notion brought up here, that if anyone actually attempted to claim to be the biggest bad he'd be destroyed, is refuted!

And sure, Mephisto is playing the long game, assuming that he's going to lose, but he can't know that, and thus for all intents and purposes, the Serpent is claiming dominion over everything and threatening all of them, and so while he's not literally sitting in that chair, he's figuratively doing so.

This is sort of why in the same issue they feel the need to handwave the issue of other pantheons taking umbrage with the idea that a Norse god is going to burn reality. Sure, it's logical that they all feel that they can just remake humanity as needed, but that's not the point.

Humanity itself might not be materially important, but generally speaking, gods take offense when you suddenly threaten things they consider theirs or dismiss their authority.

I had this same problem in War of the Realms, where apparently, none of the other pantheons gave a shit about their monuments being desecrated or their people being killed and the like.

And I'm not saying you have to entirely undercut your own characters by having the gods always step in and act directly. Most of mythology is about heroes getting fancy new toys from the Gods to go slay monsters and stuff. There's no reason why you can't have someone like Ra or Zeus or Susano-o decide that, yeah, I'm going to fuck with the person who's fucking with me, and give some mortal something fun, because go fuck yourself, person trying to end the world where I keep my shit.

In this very event, Cyttorak's chosen one is usurped, and while someone else does in fact get the nod for a bit, there's no reason why he shouldn't be doing everything in his power to empower lots of people, temporarily or otherwise, because again, divine beings don't like it when you take or steal or touch their shit without permission.

Actually, as an aside, the Agents of Atlas tie in for War of the Realms had a cool idea, where Kali the goddess of volcanoes shows up, due to fire giants claiming dominion over her turf, and then they ruin it by having it be a robotic double.

You had the potential of something really cool, and you fucked it up because you didn't pull the trigger! How is it that you can introduce cool concepts and totally misunderstand why they are cool and how they work and how they add things to your story????

[yutito]

I'm going to say this on here as well since it'll reach more people, but please please do not use the phrase "[my] intrusive thoughts won" or anything like it. intrusive thoughts are horrible thoughts about doing the things that disgust you the most, if you have them you do NOT want to do these things, theyre literally your biggest fears. they are commonly associated with ocd (though they can also be a symptom of other anxiety disorders) and they are so emotionally distressing it regularly drives people to suicide. these thoughts include pedophilia, incest, extreme violence, etc. people suffering from them are LEAST likely to do ANY of these things, since theyre fucking terrified of being/doing any of these things, and thus overcompensate by avoiding any and all things that might possibly trigger them.

They're not quirky thoughts that "win you over". if my intrusive thoughts ever "won" i would kill myself immediately after. what most people are referring to when they say this phrase are impulsive thoughts. mixing the two up contributes to and has already furthered stigma around intrusive thoughts — it implies that we secretly have a desire to do these things (EXACT opposite of what intrusive thoughts are) & causes people to treat PEOPLE ACTUALLY SUFFERING FROM THEM like freaks & horrible people when they desperately need help. it's just so so harmful please do not use that word like it's something quirky

[overclockedopossum]

OK fuck it. I've seen this post cross my dash twice already and left it but I'm sick of it. Truth is always your ally when you're in the right, and this post is lacking in truth.

Firstly, let me point out what the OP is doing. This is a style of argument called a "gish gallop" - but I've also seen it called a "trump tirade". You make a series of shaky assertions in quick succession. Since it takes a lot longer to demonstrate the truth than it does to assert a half-truth, this is a way to mislead people while being difficult and time-consuming to fact-check (see the length of what follows...).

Since the advised way to deal with this is to focus on the shakiest claim, let's do that. I'll get to Israel as well, because that's relevant. But the absolute worst part is an X in the Trump column for "vaccines and public health". Sure, pick a random antivaxxer and odds are they'll be a trump supporter. However the reality is that the Trump administration were responsible for starting "operation warp speed" and delivering covid-19 vaccines in the USA (and across the world). You cannot sum up a presidency that put tens of billions of dollars into vaccine development with "vaccines and public health: X". That is not truthful.

I do want to briefly mention that some of the items on the list are empty non-items. What's "advocating racial equality"? Is it doing anything, or is it saying words? The number of police killings has gone up under Biden, who opened his presidency by using federal agents in much the way Trump did. His 2022 budget was criticised for increasing the amount of money given to US police. But those are actions, not words. He may advocate racial equality but that doesn't do much.

Anyway, Israel. This is the big one. I'm going to focus on gojira007's addition, as there's more of an argument to engage with, and that will in passing cover the claims made by the OP.

With that said, gojira007's argument is really misleading. Saying that trump's stated goal is to "finish the job" implies continuing forever, but even just clicking through to the article will tell you "he would advise Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu to swiftly conclude Israel's war in Gaza". Read more into it and you'll find he's said “We’ve got to get to peace. You can’t have this going on, and I will say Israel has to be very careful because you are losing a lot of the world. You are losing a lot of support.” Looks a lot like support for a ceasefire to me! I have encountered people who genuinely read Trump's stance as "nuke gaza" in order to finish the job, but that's obviously completely at odds with his stated concern about international support.

To the other claim - "Biden is one of the only American Presidents in my lifetime to threaten limiting Military Aid to Israel" - that article is from May. Click through to read and it related to an invasion of Rafah, which was carried out. Was the threat carried out? Not according to the guardian:

Biden has not delivered on his threat to curb arms deliveries, which would have triggered outrage from not just Republicans but pro-Israel Democrats. Administration officials have instead sought to parse what “going into Rafah” means. When he issued his ultimatum a month ago, Biden had suggested it meant the IDF advancing to the city’s “population centres”. That has clearly already happened, but US officials are now arguing the forays so far have not been “major operations”.

It is true that Biden had prior to that threat already halted shipments of the very biggest bombs, but that doesn't seem to have changed anything. It's worth noting that both of the Bushes achieved actual changes in Israel's behaviour by threatening loan guarantees (this may or may not be outside gojira007's lifetime). Moreover, this should also be viewed in the context of how extreme Israel's current behaviour is - while there have absolutely been threats to Israel's aid before I'm not sure if there has ever been a period of sustained military action that has killed this many Palestinians. Incidentally, the current war isn't even the first Israeli atrocity during the Biden administration.

It's difficult to say what would be different under Trump when it comes to Palestine, because October 7th doesn't have an equivalent. However while he's clearly no friend to Palestinians, having recognised disputed and illegal Israeli claims, he has also pushed for peace (as long as it doesn't inconvinience Israel). When there was a pretext for bombings Trump did purport to "support Israel 100%", but the result was nowhere near as disproportionate as what's happening now.

Overall I don't think there's evidence that Trump would fail to clear the historically low bar that has been set by the Biden administration when it comes to avoiding killing in Gaza. While there are other aspects of his policy regarding Israel that you can criticise (at least some of which Biden has continued), it is not truthful to suggest he's worse than Biden on the matters of either military support or a ceasefire.

Right. I wish I was done, but one other thing.

if you want to vote for a third party, what you are going to do is vote for biden in november 2024 and then as soon as that’s done, start trying to get ranked choice voting in your state

I would argue this is something like the Nirvana Fallacy. If it's plausible to get ranked choice voting while continuing to vote blue across the board, then it would be a wonderful solution. Do you think it's plausible, reader? Or is it just being said to shut you up?

Personally, I'm old enough to remember the last three election cycles where leftists were told "first vote blue but after that you can try to push the person you already voted for left I guess" (the cycle before that Obama actually looked promising). At some point you have to draw a line.

Besides, I would suggest that ranked choice is far more likely to be adopted by the DNC if lack of it is perceived to be hurting them at the ballot box. That means a third-party vote high enough to swing the election, cast by people who will not be bullied back into voting DNC by pied piper tactics in place of policy improvements.

(Obligatory: obviously not voting at all is pointless, if you can it's worth going to the ballot boxes and voting Green. Furthermore, voting for congresspeople, on ballot measures etc is important - don't take out your dislike of Biden on DNC candidates for congress! Also, the more local stuff can often make a massive difference.)

(by all means take out your dislike of specific DNC candidates on those candidates at the ballot box if there's good reason to but control of congress is very important whoever is in the white house)

Look.

I have made you a chart. A very simple chart.

People say "You have to draw the line somewhere, and Biden has crossed it-" and my response is "Trump has crossed way more lines than Biden".

These categories are based off of actual policy enacted by both of these men while they were in office.

If the ONLY LINE YOU CARE ABOUT is line 12, you have an incredible amount of privilege, AND YOU DO NOT CARE ABOUT PALESTINIANS. You obviously have nothing to fear from a Trump presidency, and you do not give a fuck if a ceasefire actually occurs. You are obviously fine if your queer, disabled, and marginalized loved ones are hurt. You clearly don't care about the status of American democracy, which Trump has openly stated he plans to destroy on day 1 he is in office.

[kirkwall-age]

just assorted thoughts from playing so far -- not about the plot but mostly just GAME aspects:

I am playing a Crow Rogue (burst + crow skill points right now) / the combat is SUPER fun / the double dagger takedown is AMAZING. can't wait to test out other classes

also I loved the integration into Treviso, that i know everybody there and the lay of the land. can't wait to play other origins. i bet the difference with Shadow Dragons is gonna be insane. but of course Mourn Watch also has me fascinated

absolutely love the agency over the environment. how i can parkour and vault and jump and NO FALL DAMAGE while exploring. and the battlefield is so fluid and great

the fact that i can RESPEC constantly for free literally on the go is a blessing and every game should have that. QOL if i ever saw one

got my first resumable banter!!! the way my panties dropped. i knew they promised it but id didn't know how it would be implemented. i triggered a banter between Lucanis and Bellara. he asked her a question -- and the we got attacked -- the conversation stopped. they proceeded to do battle quips at each other. and then once we were out of combat, he said: What was I talking about? and then REPEATED his startling line of banter and the banter played as normal. AMAZING QOL. fucking in love with it

FINDING ALL THE FELASSAN NOTES?? I CRY. AND THEN SEEING HIM FACE IN MEMORIES? DECEASED. also i am stronk enough now to start clearing the Gates for the Heart of the Corruption. i killed the Treviso one and unlocked the boss and. i didn't fight it, i am not high level enough, but I SAW THE NAME FROM THE DISTANCE. i am so sad forever about Felassan our beloved 🥺

the whole scene where you unpack in your room is SUCH A GENIUS narrative tool of establishing character. explaining your backstory in more than just the blurb during character creation and how you may feel about it. do you maintain you're right? do you now feel regret? it's not exactly Origins level of immersion -- but it's such a good device for fleshing out character

THE MIRROR OF COURSE. Just casually, oh, "establish transgender identity". IN A MOTHERFUCKING TRIPLE A GAME? insane. I didn't envision this character as trans, but I will for sure play one who is. Blessings be upon your house. 🙏

The option I chose for the Mirror was actually Scars. I gave my Rook the maximum amount of scars because he surely has been mistreated by the Crows. And when I picked up the Shaving Mirror, he was like (looking at his reflection): You suck, mister. Some hero you are. Every scar is a mistake you made. Look at what happened to Harding. Do fucking better. INCREDIBLE INNER ANGST thanks.

The transmog option is also so well done and i greatly appreciate it.

Also that I don't have to worry about resources because once I started upgrading stuff, everything I am getting may be worse in rarity, but it is the same strength, so i can side-step into progressing a different weapon / armor instead. LOVE to see it.

The fact, by the way, that the Caretakers is voiced by a nonbinary actor who also voiced Athena and Alecto and Tisiphone in Hades? WAOW. Such voice.

I have no idea where the plot is heading but. My BIGGEST theory so far is that Varric survives lol. I love that he continuously intersperses and does the iconic painted cinematic around big quests -- but it just makes me feel like he survives the events of the game and this is a story he is once again telling AFTER the game is done.

Also, I remember the devs saying that his role was gonne be similar to Obi-Wan -- which that made people even more convinced that he was gonna die lol. But actually the angle of mentorship? Goes down so well for me. My Rook looks PAINFULLY young. He has never done anything so big before, he feels not up to it. He was just following Varric along, being his second, and suddenly having to step up and make ChoicesTM? That first heart-to-heart where you can instantly be like: "First decision I made, and Harding got hurt." "I'm not cut out for this :(" It was SO CUTE and good for me

The inhuman screech I made at 4am in the morning when Dorian strode his way into that inn with the MAXIMUM amount of sass I missed SO MUCH (thank god i live alone. rip my neighbors)

even more importantly: that Maevaris is voiced by Candis Cayne???? SO AMAZING. (some of you may know her as Ms. Hudson in Elementary, or from her lgbt-defining performance in Dirty Sexy Money.) i had no doubt that they would cast a trans actress and i am so grateful they did but also insane that they chose one so personally inspiring to me. ma'am. i simp

Viper being voiced by Mr. Mercer 😳 fandom is gonna either go insane wanting to fuck him, or wanting him to fuck Tarquin. or Dorian. or Mae. fandom will do as fandom does, i can feel it

all in all, the game feels very much like a Mass Effect skeleton in a Dragon Age suit. which is a compliment. i really enjoy the pacing of ME2 and ME3 where you have missions that are contained and linear. and then you have Hubs. and i get lost in the sauce exploring the big "semi-open-world areas". but the way the game pushes one mission after the next feels more resembling how Mass Effect did it. and i like that for pacing. because I love a LOT about Inquisition, but pacing is not its strong suit. the open-world exploration there far outpaces the plot, so I may spend 3 days not progressing the plot at all and just running around doing all the exploration in 2 different regions. which is atmospheric. but the pacing staggers much from it.

also they did promise no silly fetch quests and no nonsense, and i do like that they tapped into a completely different mentality of: yes there are region-specific quests. they are important and they gain you support with a faction and they reveal stuff about the world. but also there are PUZZLES. interactive with your companions and you have to come back to certain places after you gain new companions. and looking for Wolf Statues. which are so atmospheric and the howling is so sad. and collecting all the chest. which are clearly marked and are pingable. oh and a clear multi-layer map. i know you exist because Forgotten Oasis was Like ThatTM. and the environmental puzzles in Arlathan Forest!! i am absolutely the target audience for stuff that. i gotta find everything, collect everything, a 100%, but also i love the parkour puzzle aspect of it 😊

[holidayslinger]

It's so difficult to know these days, especially when you're new(er) and it's not your or their fault but I see reblogs of awful people all the time. People who were very pro tommy in the beginning and basically told others who were skeptical of him or wanted something different for buck that they were homophobic or just insane about buddie and now they're so anti and only want to see eddie - as if it's mandatory to hate buck by proxy

I haven't seen that, tbh. Like I am not saying there aren't *annoying* people all over fandom. That's just part of fandom. But there's a difference between 'this person is kind of annoying and i don't want to see their opinions so i won't follow them' and 'this person actively and knowingly harmed actual real people with their violently homophobic posts and then laughed about it when people called them out'. like that is very much a thing that happened. I am a firm believer that it's a very very small percentage of people that are nasty in any fandom but in this fandom it just so happens that on one side of fandom those nasty people are sending real people harmful things - csa content, death threats (literal actual death threats and things like 'kill yourself') and on the other side the nasty people are like 'i hate your ship and it isn't going to happen' (which, again, is annoying, but ultimately not actually harmful).

i think asking someone to really think about why they were skeptical of tommy when there was no reason for it and having most people parrot off homophobic rhetoric as their reasoning is a fair enough reason for people to be wary of it. people were literally calling tommy a groomer (buck is a grown man), saying he clearly wanted eddie but he settled for buck (because i guess a gay man can't be friends with a man he has a lot in common with without wanting to fuck him and despite being able to see his lil crush on buck in hindsight), saying they would beat him to death if he flirted with them (a literal hate crime defense that people have used in real life and managed to convince people was a literal reason that made murder of a gay man okay). the gay and queer men in this fandom have had plenty of reasons to question people.

i don't think *everyone* who dislikes tommy is homophobic. i don't think every buddie shipper is in with those guys and i think this is a huge fandom and it's fair if people don't know the ins and outs of it, so i'm not judging too harshly. this is maybe the biggest fandom i've ever been a member of and it can be really overwhelming. I *am* a buddie shipper. I actually love them a lot. I actually would love it if they were endgame. But I do think at a certain point there are lines people shouldn't cross - ie, Lou has gotten death threats from Buddie shippers. Like what the actual fuck. The 911 instagram should not have to delete comments. Again, I think it's a small percentage but I also think it's a loud percentage and it makes people wary.

I personally have seen posts going around tommy tumblr about buddie and buddie shipper that have made me roll my eyes but that's the worst of it. They haven't triggered me or made me so upset i was sent into a panic attack. they haven't set off alarm bells in my mind that made me feel like i was being forced out of a fandom i love because I am a queer man. But I have seen that from the other side, and that's the biggest difference.

I apologize, anon, if any of this comes off as aggressive. I really don't mean to be. I just want to explain the difference and why it's hard to both sides the argument. We just want to see more Buddie shippers distancing themselves from the people who think the harmful behavior is funny. You don't have to suddenly love tommy or ship bucktommy. but just think about the posts your reblogging and the type of rhetoric the people posting them are promoting.

And hey! I didn't know for a long time in this fandom. I followed some of those people. And then I figured out what they were about and I stopped. That's all we can do. Work with what we know. And by all means if someone says some things about Buddie that annoy you just unfollow and/or block them if they have to. But saying buddie shouldn't be canon is at worst saying a ship isn't real. it's not being violently homophobic or triggering people with csa or graphic murder fic on purpose.

I have friends on both sides and i love a lot of buddie shippers so this isn't about buddie shippers in general. it's about a specific subset.

[jodjuya]

Part six of my Chrono Trigger liveblog!

Fought my way through the Ocean Palace. Going to attempt to take out Lavos on my first try, using Crono, Marle, and Robo.

They have the Lifeline triple-tech, and here're their setups:

Fingers crossed I can make it!

Oh cool, the mcguffin knife transformed into Masamune!

Okay, The Boss Fight. Let's go!

Marle went down in the first volley, Crono and Robo are still up!

Crono raises Marle, Robo heal-beams the party!

Lavos takes out Marle again, Crono and Robo use Shield spheres to try to stay alive!

Lavos wipes the party!

Grrr!

Okay, reset and trying a new strategy. Golden Earring on Crono, and Green Dream on Marle. Let's go!

Wiped again. Grrrr. Giving it a third attempt and then I'll just accept the loss.

Yeah, third time down. Just not strong enough to win a fight that I'm supposed to lose.

Magus was the prophet, and he had sworn revenge against Lavos?? I guess we haven't seen that Inciting Incident yet, because I have no idea what he's talking about. Stupid time-travel... 😒

Man, this Queen really had her psyche scrambled by Lavos. Stupid Planetary Parasite... 😒

"why not do as Schala says, and run away, tail betwixt your legs?" Uh, cause your monster is about to destroy the planet and there's nowhere to run to?

Woah, Jesus fuck, my soul escaped before my very eyes and then my body disintegrated. That's certainly a way to die... 😬

"please don't hate my mother, or our kingdom" bro she literally destroyed the entire planet... 😒

So is Magus a reincarnated time-travelling Crono, or...? 🤔

Well, at least Crono wasn't wearing the Golden Stud when he got disintegrated and I only lost the Golden Earring. Small consolation... :(

All-female party!

Something something sun stone, moon stone, sun temple. People keep talking of these things. What's the deal?? 🤔 Are sun stones the Red Stones we've been using for Masamune purposes??

These earthbound people are being surprisingly kind to the Zeal survivors. It's nice to see.

Urrrrrrrrrrgh, Dalton you piece of shit. I should have killed you every other time I had the chance. If only you didn't keep running away like a little bitch!

I seriously seriously want to kill this guy. Biggest asshole on the planet.

Gunna Girl Power my way through the destruction of this entire airship. Fuck all'y'all this bird is going down!

Oh, I thought all those switches I could see through the air vents were labelled "1", but no, they're arrows showing which way the conveyor belts are going.

What?? Why can't Marle and Lucca use their magic??? Bogus!!

Dalton is going to use our fucking time machine for his "air throne"? This guy is the stupidest motherfucker on the planet. I'm gunna regicide his ass!!

Ayla's equipment recovered, Marle's equipment recovered. All I'm missing is Lucca's and then I can properly wreck havoc... 😈

Party equipment recovered, so I can equip Lucca from the spares, but still haven't found her gear yet...

Okay! All gear and money found! Let's crash this plane!

Oh, Janus is Magus!

Oh whoops, he was summoning Lavos to kill him, and we were those meddling kids who busted up his plans, whoops

Sigh, no, we won't fight you. There's been enough death.

Oh cool, he is a Crono replacement after all, and we can replace the real Crono by talking to the guru of time! New quest!

Haha! He flies instead of running! So extra!

Exploring the Lost Sanctum. World's last reptite isn't exactly an observant fellow, it seems 😅

Bro, who are you calling an ape? You're talking to a robot, a frog man, and some kind of dark elf... 😅

Aforementioned dark elf putting his dark elf racism to good use:

Aww, poor widdle reptites oppressed by monsters, boo hoo. Now it's our turn to oppress you little shits! Bow before your new amphibious robotic fae overlords! Cower and tremble! Grovel!

Ooh, quests with rewards? Why didn't you say so!

Fetch: golden hammer!

But first, Fetch: golden sand!

Then: sprinkle on sapling to get golden wood for golden hammer!

Fetch: secret thing in dark cave, through narrow passage to the west! Bro, what narrow passage???

Found: golden sand!

Found: dark cave!

Applied: golden sand to sapling!

Timeskip: using time machine!

Let's go exploring in 600ad now that we have a plane to get around in.

To do list:

Find stolen carpentry tools

Pour one out for Toma when he dies

(Finally find that rainbow shell Toma is supposed to be looking for?)

Monster in cave? With treasure?

Find golden tree

(Get tree shaped into hammer by carpenter?? & If the tools are rusty now, get that one reptite to restore them??)

Woah hey wtf why does the carpenter have 4 identical apprentice clones??

Nothing to see in North Ruins...

Oh, Ozzie is still here. Let's kick his ass!

LMFAO at the battle music slowing to an abrupt halt when Ozzie's goons immediately fell down a pit.

Killed by a kitten lmao 🤣

Okay, back to looking for that golden hammer...

Ooh, MORE quests with rewards?! Heck yeah

Kill: monsters!

Fetch: lumicite!

The golden tree was cut down, probably by Ogans?! 😡

Guy: wants to build a bridge!

Other Guy: wants to build a ladder!

I wonder if I can wear Ozzie's Pants and counteract the negative effect with Schala's Amulet? 🤔

I cannot 🙁

Obtained: golden hammer!

Defeated: monsters in the woods!

Obtained: steel ingot! (idk why tho 🤷🏻‍♂️)

Delivered: golden hammer!

Fetch: prismastone!

Obtained AND Delivered: prismastone!

You know, I bet the ONLY reason Magus flies everywhere instead of walking is to make his cape and hair billow majestically in the breeze, the dramatic bitch 🤣

Fetch: second prismastone!

Fuse: two prismastones into some kind of super-gem!

Imma go grind in the hunting grounds for a bit to get enough stuff to trade for the fancy new ruby armour...

I wonder what was up with that alternate future I got a brief glimpse at, wherein Marle married Deadbeat Depression Crono...? 🤔🤔🤔

Ruby armours: get!

Wellness Check: lonely guy!

Wellness Check guy has been training for 65 million years to challenge us to a rematch?! Jesus, are Nu immortal????

Fetch: ladder!

Wasn't there a guy who wanted to build a ladder? 🤔

Fetch: vines, sturdy!

Fetch: sturdy lumber!

Fetch: strong metal!

Fetch: durable hammer!

Hey buddy, I got your vines right here, are you gunna make me a ladder or not??

Do I gotta diy?

Oh, diy with time-travel!

Obtained: sturdy wood!

Borrowed: golden hammer!

Hung: sturdy vines! (But guys, seriously, 65 MILLION YEARS! how the fuck are they gunna last that long?? A far better plan would have simply been for Robo to just yeet Ayla up the cliff face...)

It would be funny as fuck if I returned to find the new ladder collapsed and the old one still intact.

Delivered: building supplies!

Oh man, the Haste Helm is dope!

I wonder if the new bridge will be part of the Wellness Check or if it'll be got something else...

Wellness: checked!

Nu learned ✨ The Power Of Friendship! ✨

Locate: missing bridge builder!

Fetch: helper!

Fetch: lunch for helper!

Jesus fucking christ these quests have an insulting amount of backtracking! Sheer contempt for the players. The payoff for going through all this bullshit better be worth it!

Fetch: prehistoric banana!

Fetch: Repmark!

Fuse: two shiny stones!

Recharge: saintstone!

Cool, I finally have a lantern and can explore that dark cave

Vanquished: evil monsters!

Robo is fully a dragon now, which is very exciting. He's equipped with the Dragon Arm, Dragonhead, Dragon Armor, and Dragon's Tear.

🐲🤖

Investigate: creepy tower!

Probably should have revived Crono before doing all this side-questing. I hope he's not massively underlevelled when I get him back... 😬

Vanquished: Some Guy Who Was Just Minding His Own Business But His Castle Made The Reptites Feel Creeped Out So We Killed Him

Scored me some: Lumicite!

Wandering around and keep discovering new side-quests to go on, and forcing myself to ignore them until I get Crono back so he doesn't end up absurdly underlevelled...

Fuck Death Mountain. All my homies hate Death Mountain. Especially the second windy section. Fuck that section with the force of ten thousand suns!

Oh sweet!!!! Crono has been keeping up with the party throughout his demise. He's the same level as everyone else!

Side quest time!

Fought a flaming eyeball, obtained Moon Stone.

Put it in the shrine. Oh no somebody stole it!

Found Tomo's grave and poured one out for him. His ghost seemed pretty happy about that.

Bloke in the pub says we can borrow his carpentry tools from his wife. I'll go do that even though I can no longer remember who wanted them... 🤔

Scrolled back through my own liveblog, and there's some guy in 600ad whose tools were stolen? I guess I'll just give him the drunk's tools to replace them.

Ghosts in the north ruins??

It's the ghost of Cyrus! But I can't hurt him in any way. :/

Maybe I'll put Frog at the head of the party? Cyrus tried to talk to him when we stopped fighting... 🤔

Nope, that didn't help. Guess I'll time-travel about it...

Went back in time, gave carpentry tools to the guy, he says he'll fix up the northern ruins. Neat!

Moon Stone still here, so I guess it was stolen in 1000ad then after all... 🤔

Bloke says he can't finish fixing the joint until we clear out all the monsters. Righto, chief, I'll let you know when it's done!

Bumbling around & found out who nicked my Moon Stone before it hatched. Got it back and returned it to the incubator.

Sun Stone get!

Cleared out monsters and restored ruins to shrine. Touching reunion and then Frog unlocked ✨ The Power Of Self-Respect! ✨

Unable to get the carpentry tools back. I guess that drunk will just have to buy himself some new tools lol

Investigating cave where a Tomo's ghost said the shell was

It's a royal heirloom now? So Marle can go back to The Present and claim it??

THIS FUCKING CHANCELLOR!!!!!

"Nadia, help! I hired a leopard that eats faces as my Chancellor and now it's eating MY face!!!1! 😭😭😭"

"bring the rainbow shell before the court! Not that I expect you'll succeed, nyeh-heh-heh..." It is literally too heavy to lift, you son of a bitch

Lmao, Ayla is freaking PUMPED that Marle is old enough to leave home and have sex 🤣

"The line of Guardia has ended. This kingdom shall be mine!" Bro, the king is standing right there and it is still his prerogative as king to order you cut down where you stand. Maybe wait until AFTER he's been completely deposed before you start your cackling... 🙄

Marle:

"even the king is subject to our laws." And you are subject to my foot up your ass! Stfu!

Fucking Yakra again!!!!!

13 generations of him in 400 years. At least the monsters know how to fuck...

You dense motherfucker how could you not understand what those words meant?????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Was the Chancellor slipping Stupid Pills info your breakfast each morning or what???

This post is long enough now.