#but it is what it is i suppose

[pngoblin]

"Mary Kirby lied to you about Lucanis being ace" Just stop, right there. I can agree that she used "bisexual disaster" poorly and wrong before, but I don't think she lied about him being demi panromantic. First, that banter with Emmrich is pretty much the only confirmation in the game where character says it himself. Which also fits her post that she didn't really elaborated enough about him being ace since the focus of his story is differtent. Secondly, devs told us before her "bi disaster" post that all characters are pan, not bi. That's why I do believe it was just her mistakenly using the term. Last but not the least, many and many demi/ace people immediately got it when they've romanced him, long before she said anything. I saw some people thinks that was her damage control after AMA being bad af, but what's the point FOR HER to do that since she's FIRED for some time now? I see no reason why she should give af about Veilguard criticism at this point. She wrote enough of good characters and stories, so I doubt her reputation as a writer would really suffer if she'd actually made a very bad job with Lucanis. Listen, I get it. You've expected something else from him and you prefer something different in videogame romances. But if something is not what you prefer, it doesn't mean it's bad. Just move on already. At this point we're just walking in circles with this discussions about Lucanis character and romance. Nothing will change about it anyway. The game is finished and won't be updated in terms of new story content, that's confirmed. You only make yourself mad constantly thinking about "what we could have if...".

[freakinator]

Since there's already 5 million reblogs on your Kab post, I'll just put my thoughts here: 'id love to see you make an essay of red that would be awesome i think' Funnily enough I kind of suck at analyzing people. And I also can't write above 400 words or I die. I do like ranting about Red though, and while I'd probably like to make an essay of him, I think the fandom sidelines him Hard to an extent it makes me feel like I'm going fucking crazy. I would make it for the 2 people that care about Red's character as much as I do. He's such a weird boy! 'and honestly bpd-coded red makes sense to me at least from what i know of him and id certainly believe it coming from you' To quote my work-in-progress doc he has very unstable relationships (especially his problem with rushing in on relationships on the idea of a person rather than who they actually are), has an extreme need for love and acceptance, and has a lot of abandonment issues. I also think that some of his actions can be read as him splitting on people (*especially* the Red-Kab altercation, The Mice divorce was extremely BPD coded for me). I think there's also other symptoms he displays like doubt about the future and feeling mistreated or victimized often but I think those are just the ones in broader strokes. The people want a queer man with many disorders and he delivers

this is all so real, the need for love with abandonment issues and the mice divorce being able to be read as splitting especially

we love a queer man with disorders and unstable relationships indeed, thank you for your service reddoons lifesteal <3

[misc-obeyme]

no words, just

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why.

I’m gonna spare you from my broken heart and shit (boy have I become really not good)

Oof. My heart 😭

It’s definitely been sad. I know they say the story will continue on in some form, but I’ll miss the games getting new content. I’ll probably end up replaying the whole story and going through all the Devilgrams as long as we have the apps running.

And of course I’ll be writing fic. I have so many ideas for some longer Solomon fics and I’ve been thinking about my OCs again…

Anyway, at least we still have the fandom right? This community has been so great to be part of. And we can still enjoy our favorite characters together.

[thainperegrinn]

how i look when i want to talk irl about how shitty i feel but:

1. i am extremely emotionally reclusive

2. nothing bad has actually happened to me and i only feel like this because my life is so extremely boring therefore i feel like im just being a whiny bitch while other people have it way worse

[saccharine-syanide]

Being single again should feel stranger than it does. Instead it feels...right somehow this time.

[natsmagi]

Yo i just got a comment on one of my fics that literally said "Didn't realize it was that deep in the term of ship kinda in my uncomfortable view on romance in general...so ill pass but what i read was good though" like um???? I understand the ship I'm writing (its not problematic dw) isn't everyone's thing but???

HELP ??? SORRY THATS KINDA FUNNY......... im assuming it was explicitly tagged as a romantic fic so this is just JHERKJDHKJHF

also obsessed with how they felt the need to declare that they had to stop reading it because it wasnt suitable to their tastes like yes main character you tell them !!

[koobiie]

shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this

[icewindandboringhorror]

(also feel free in the tags to clarify Why you made the choice you made!! :0c)

[eridan-ampora]

baby animals move like theyre playing a new video game & havent figured out the controls yet

[almondcroissantsandink]

The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart and all that

[alissicall]

Locked in because it reminded me of that one scene

happy late valentines 💜

[vegetabletaxi]

this is just a bunch of text and barely a comic sorry, but i really wanted to talk about this stuff even if i don't have the energy to properly draw

[lifeintheworldtocome]

the human body is so evil for inventing headaches it will throw one at you for anything. ate too little? headache. drank too little? headache. ate not the right things? headache. didnt wear your glasses? headache. took off your glasses for two fucking seconds? headache. bright light? headache. about to get your period? headache. about to get sick? headache. headphones too heavy? headache. ponytail too tight? headache. posture bad? headache. didnt sleep well? headache. slept too much? headache. didnt take your medication? headache. took your medication? headache. took an ibuprofen earlier? headache. didnt take an ibuprofen earlier? headache. RELEASE ME

[goomyloid]

The remorseful player

[humanjarvis]

tantrum

synopsis: what makes sylus snap?

tags: fluff, sylus is tired and grumpy bc he misses you, he obliterates his phone with his evol, sunshine reader probably, cartoonish luke and kieran appearance (sorry boys) word count: 842

a/n: after that magnum opus line i really wanted to see sylus throw a tantrum and i kept mulling over what would actually make him do that because i can’t see him doing anything much worse than this. i think he’d find Actual grown man tantrums lame. anyway i don’t like this and will maybe delete? nvm but i had the writing urge so i sacrificed this concept from my wips. 

When you arrived at the base after your three-week business trip, your long-awaited homecoming was…tame, to say the least. You’d been expecting a teasing “How nice of you to join us, sweetie,” or a cocky yet vulnerable “I was beginning to think you’d run away.” But once you’d stepped through the front door, Sylus had barely said a word. A soft “Welcome home” and a kiss on the forehead, and before you knew it, you were cradled in his arms as he carried you to his office.

He’d sat you both down in his leather armchair, making you face him in a straddle. His tired eyes had searched yours, and a moment later, he’d buried his face into your neck, inhaling deeply. 

“I missed you,” you’d murmured into his ear, pressing a kiss to his hair. With a quiet groan, he’d tightened his grip on your hips and nuzzled into you even deeper.

That’d been 15 minutes ago. Basking in the comfortable silence, you’d traded kisses all the while—yours on his hair, his on your neck. 

But suddenly, a low buzzing noise cuts your reunion short: his phone is ringing.

When he makes no effort to answer, still breathing heavily in your embrace, you twist in his arms and accept the call before he can protest. 

A familiar voice crackles over the line. “Boss?” Kieran asks. “Next meeting’s in 10. The one about those stolen shipments from Linkon—we’ve been waiting to hear back for months. You coming?”

Sylus doesn’t answer.

“…Boss?” Kieran repeats. “Boss, you there? You oka—”

Red and black mist shreds the phone into pieces. 

“Sylus!” you yelp, jumping in his lap. “What’d you do that for? He’ll probably be worried. And how will I text you now?”

You pout up at him, and as you study his chronically calm expression, you see something unusual: Sylus’s eye twitches. Just for a millisecond, only moving a millimeter, but you catch it.

“I’ll have a new one delivered tomorrow. As for the meeting, I’ll stay here,” he says lightly, a tight, closed-lip smile on his face.

“But Kieran said it was important,” you reply in confusion. “Why don’t you want to go? Are you feeling sick?” you frown, starting to lift off of him.

“No,” comes his too-quick reply. “It’s just…the twins can go in my stead,” he decides simply, moving to lean into you again.

But before he can move an inch, a rhythmic sequence of knocks sounds at the door.

“Come in!” you chirp happily, too excited to see the faces you’d missed the last few weeks to notice Sylus stiffening under you.

Immediately, the door swings open, revealing two masked figures. 

“Hi Luke, hi Kieran!” you beam, and they wave back at you eagerly.

“Long time no see,” Kieran begins. “Boss, did you lose signal or something? I tried calling you about the meeting, but I think it disconnected. Anyway, we’re about to head down and—”

“Cancel it,” a frustrated growl rings out.

You all freeze.

Somehow, you’d been too wrapped up in your excitement to feel Sylus's body shaking—no, quaking—beneath you.

“W-what? But they’re already here!” Luke sputters.

“Cancel. It.” Sylus grits out the words as if holding back a snarl, and the power in his voice leaves no room for argument. 

“O…kay,” the boys say in unison, and as they back away slowly, you shoot them a sympathetic look.

Red tendrils wrench the door shut behind them, and when you’re alone once more, it’s like the man under you deflates.

His head returns to the crevice of your neck with a soft but unceremonious thud, and his deep exhales and burning hot skin tell you he’s trying to calm himself down. 

Uncertain and a little amazed—you’d never seen him lose his composure—you give his cheek a gentle poke. “Sylus,” you whisper. Nothing. 

“Psst. Sylus,” you try again, and there’s some force behind your poke this time. With bated breath, you watch as your finger sinks into the space under his cheekbone, sighing in relief when the corner of his mouth twitches upwards. 

Lifting his head up to make eye contact, you smile at him softly. “Hi.”

“…Hi,” he rumbles, and as his crimson gaze softens, the remaining annoyance dissolves from his face.

“Are you upset?” you prod gently. 

A brazen scoff precedes the dry chuckles that fall from his lips. “And what makes you say that, kitten?”

A squint and a slight tilt of your head is all it takes. 

“I haven’t had you to myself in a while,” he begins cautiously. “Three weeks is…a long time. The longest we’ve been apart. And then the moment I have you in my arms, well…” he trails off, gesturing to the shards of phone on the table. “I just want to enjoy you right now. Undisturbed.”

“Oh, I see,” you coo, cupping his face in your hands. “Is this your way of saying you missed me too?” you quirk a brow.

“Yes,” he responds through squished cheeks, honest and unabashed. “Now, won’t you stay with me like this for a little longer?”

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

hero/villain showdown but one of them has a spontaneous medical emergency and the battle gets put on hold while their archnemesis drives them to Urgent Care