#but it's great cause again lemme figure out what i'll do

[sasquach-scratches]

So I defo got the Lich Kitty bio in the works but idk when I'll end up posting the whole thing cause 1. the actual art is very ambitious and I'll want to touch it up now and then instead of just dropping it as-is and 2. there's like 3 different versions of my Skyrim OCs so I gotta figure that out too lmaooooo

[aluria-sevhex]

so now i'm in Act 3 i guess

notes:

-methinks Siffrin is panicking

-plot twist: you can't escape the time loop until you deal with your... ???

-no you little bitch don't pretend everything's fine that's not good for your mental health

-YOU *KNEW* THIS WOULD HAPPEN??? FUCK YOU LOOP

-i'm not giving up you little shit

-ok Loop what IS your deal. you *asked* to be here???

-ok i need to help Mira with her mysterious papers

-:O A HINT AT ODILE'S FIELD OF STUDY

-the music is more unnerving than it was in Act 2. also it sounds glitchy now

-oh it's normal now. was i just suffering from an actual audio glitch and just. didn't question it? like "oh yeah ofc it's glitching things are fucked now"

-...that enemy didn't spawn down here in Act 2.

-eh ima get off for the night

-late in the evening on July 4th and i am back yippee this is probably a bad idea considering how long my play sessions get

-YEAH THE TITLE MUSIC MY BELOVED

-ok i can't help Bonnie on this loop- HOLD UP. DID SIF'S ART CHANGE IN THE MENUS? YEAH HE'S NOT SMUG ANYMORE ToT also i think their profile used to say "It's you!" with an exclamation point but now it says "It's you." with a period :(

-rip my darling blorbo Paper α V

-side note: idk if i've mentionwd this before but i like how the levels, stats, and skills all show the fact that you're near the end of the journey (ex. Odile having Rock, Paper, and Scissors III at the start)

-I FOUND THE BOOK BONNIE WAS LOOKING AT.

hmmm... death rituals...

-hehe i found the stostorage roomoom

-NONE OF THESE BARRELS WILL LEMME TAKE THE NUTS >:(

-another book in the headache-inducing language i can't read.

-weird shit going on: Siffrin, Loop, the King, the disappearing island, the headache-inducing shit

-hehehe yeah Isa i'm sure you'd *love* to pet your taciturn hopeful-future-partner

-it's not just the menu art i think Siffrin's battle art is also less happy. :(

-HOLD UP. also! Siffrin's profile used to call them the Traveler but now he's called the Wanderer. :(

-hehe. Sif hit the counter and said nya again. cat Sif

-this enemy ALSO did not spawn on this floor before. fucking giant hand thing

-ok thinking: can't help Isa until i've helped everybody else in one loop, can't help Bonnie on this loop and i need to prove i know them via their favorite foods, need to help Mira and Odile...

-thank you Loop for being available- OH I CAN BRING UP THE SADNESSES BEING DIFFERENT :O

-ok need to help Mira with the papers. some are in her dorm. Odile wants to read a familytale. i'll have to find one in the library or secret library. need to find out Bonnie's favorite foods by trying different ones. maybe i should loop forward a bunch to different areas, find out their favorite foods, and THEN do the big loop where i help everybody!

-i need to talk to the King eventually

-looping forward to Floor 1's end

-fun fact i'm keeping track of all my causes of death in another note. i'll share it when i finish the game

-man i also need to figure out how to help Mira's fan and remember where the last book issue is...

-the looping screen art is nice :]

-yeah yeah i need to beat this asshole to get to the snacks

-hold up. the coin fell on heads this time. strange...

-last time i picked plantain chips. this time i'm picking cookies. would probably be good to check what Bonnie eats each time

-ok they like rice. time to loop forward!

-while i'm on Floor 2 i might as well find a familytale for Odile...

-LOOP 24? THE MATH DOES NOT CHECK OUT.

-WAIT THE GAME ACKNOWLEDGES IT. HUH. YEAH I SHOULD BE ON 23. SIFFRIN IS SUS 𐐘

-fuck. i accidentally moved forwards when i meant to go to the library. it's fine i'l help her when i help everybody

-oh great i have to fight these assholes again.

-fuck. i think i fucked up and didn't make sure Mira had Pretty Moving Cure. i might get a game over.

-this is by far my dumbest death

-LOOP 27??? I WENT FROM 24-27

-gonna try to be less liberal with loop usage because the skipping is kinda scaring me

-aw... Siffrin's friends try not to touch him as they squeeze through that's nice... wait. he seems to not be remembering why. did he forget that they don't like being touched... maybe. maybe i should call Loop.

-well that was unhelpful

-time to adjust the memories i have equipped. welcome back my lovely scrimbly blorbos Lovely Moving Cure and Paper α V

-hm. ok so the boulanger in Dormont has a familytale...

-oh my god we're discussing colors. what happened to them.

-THEY STILL EXIST. BUT WE FORGOT HOW TO SEE THEM. ???

-*SIFFRIN*. HOW IS THIS FAMILIAR. JFC YOU ARE SUS

-plot twist! Siffrin is from our world and forgor that he got isekai'd! :P (i love making random bullshit predictions it's very entertaining)

-oh yeah so RE: Siffrin's altered art: Sif's time-frozen portrait used to look panicked but now it looks calm

-hehe openphrase123 worked

-love Sif's habit of picking up random shiny shit. magpie or crow behavior.

-oh? Siffrin didn't always hate croissants?

...bruh.

-also damn shout-out to Mira's crisis over not knowing some of the people

-the combination of Siffrin's silly attack names and serious battle portraits feels so *wrong*

-:o Sif learned a new skill

-ok i'm gonna log off for the night

hey if you wanna read all of my posts as i play through ISAT, they are all tagged as #Aluria plays ISAT for the first time (please don't spoil)

bruh when i was making this post i accidentslly pasted the notes again there instead of pasting the tag name. that truly was. delightful. to go through and delete it all

also shout-out to those of you who i keep seeing popping up in my notifs liking these posts ;) and also anybody who takes the time to read all this stuff :D i know that *i* like seeing other people's reactions when they experience stuff i like for the first time so i'm very happy to provide that for others! also it's nice to see some of the responses ^-^ :D

[boothefanficeater]

(bangs head against wall) hhhhhhhhh this took way too long.

Ok so anyways. abt prokour, lemme explain/share my mess of thoughts. I have talked abt it in the pkcv fanclub dc server a whilee ago, this is the reedited version.

So. Evbo’s pro neighbor, Nate, has always been nice n friendly in the series, helping him in the pro layer and taking the time to explain how things work. I can imagine he's nice to the other pros aswell, atleast to the ones that don't treat him like shit.

Speaking of shit. Here comes everyone’s favorite cringefailure of a pro: Sunglasses pro!! aka Sunny <33 He’s such a lovable jerk, but I can imagine everyone on the pro layer hates him because he's an asshat to pros he deems below his level. Guess who has a superiority complex. You’ll never guess. (It’s him).

He always acts like the toughest guy in town around the other pros (it's actually an act to cover up his deep insecurities of never being enough. To protect himself from being the one at the other end of it) (it fails cause. yk. he’s bad at parkour).

They meet. Nate tried being nice but after a couple encounters, he comes to hate him, just like everyone else. Unlike everyone else though, who usually tried to brush him off or ignore him, Nate actually called Sunny out on his BS in front of everyone, catching him off guard. Getting humiliated in front of a watching crowd? Now this could go two ways; Sunny got so pissed he just stops acknowledging Nate’s existence, orrr he becomes even more of a dick and pesters Nate even more.

I like to think he avoids him at first, but decided to start being a nuisance. As a sort of “nobody gets away with messing with me,” thing.

Mutual hate ensues. They *despise* each other. Then all of a sudden. Nate was jumping back to his house after a long day of work, he was about to go in until he saw the figure of the worst guy he knows in front of the house right next door. It was Sunny, he was living just right next to him. Sunny and him were neighbors. Sunny seemed to have noticed him, and the two locked eyes. 

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” both of them said at the same time, with completely opposite degrees of excitement. Just what he needed today, the most insufferable pro he’d ever had the displeasure of meeting, as his neighbor. Just great.

After that, they both start going out of their way to annoy the shit out of each other. If Nate bumped into him on the way to grab his daily food and task papers, they’d throw insults and jabs at each other until they both left for work or the other pros got sick of them. When he was done working, he’d often go to the training grounds to practice, and he’d usually find Sunny practicing parkour. They’d both taken the habit of booing and discouraging the other from making the jumps. 

---

“Boooo, you suck!” Sunny shouted, cupping his hands over his mouth, “just give up already!”

Nate leveled an unimpressed look towards him. “Huh, yeah actually. I don’t know if I can make this–” he backed up for a running start and jumped as he kept talking, ”–fence to trapdoor 3 block jump.” Nate finished, landing the jump.

“Whatever, show-off,” Sunny rolled his eyes. Nate didn’t see it so much as he felt it. "I could do something much harder than that, and with half as much effort. Just watch me."

Nate's lips tugged into a smile as he watched Sunny start to build the 'harder' jump he was going to do with 'half the effort', next to the course he was on. He shrugged, chuckling, "alright, I'll watch you fail this jump."

A surprise to nobody, Sunny ended up falling. But the thing was, he didn't even finish placing the blocks. It made Nate laugh so hard he forgot Sunny was even there still, waiting for his laughing fit to end so he could re-try the jump.

"Listen that one didn't count–"

All it did was make Nate into a mess of laughter, again.

 ---

woah guys, this might surprise you, but turns out, when you hang out with someone long enough, you actually start finding them fun to be around and even tolerable at times??? Ong crazy right. Which is whats happening currently with out beloved pair of pros (Who Could've Seen This Coming).

Sunny starts finding Nate’s continuous comebacks to his bullshit cute and his skills in parkour admirable. Nate's laugh also made his stomach flip and his head spin but he ignores all of it. < gay panics but he doesn't realize it

They continue to annoy each other endlessly, but now, in between all that back-and-forth, they start sharing more bits and pieces about themselves. They hang out whenever they can, when they practice parkour, before and after work, sometimes they even go to each other's houses (they have tea time and gossip).

”Did you hear about the rumors in the master layer?” Nate asked, clapping his hands together in barely contained excitement.

“I haven’t. Go on,” Sunny sips his tea.

Nate leaned in, “apparently, a parkour master was caught using a block to get to their house instead of using their water bucket.”

“Wow, seriously? If I was a master, I’d never do something so embarrassing.” Sunny laughed. He would never, but he definitely wouldn’t be able to make a water bucket clutch either.

---

They grow closer under the excuse of "if i know him more i can annoy him better" but deep down, they know why they're really doing it. They probably know more about each other than they know about themselves (i don't think a life in parkour civilization lets you be yourself. So even if you’ve lived with yourself longer than anyone else, it’s difficult to find your true self. You are artificially made and put into frigid boxes of parkour society that dictate your entire life from one (1) single jump you were forced to make. And so, it's much harder to know who you are as a Person outside a parkour noob, pro, master or champion).

Although with that said, they’ve probably discovered lots of things about themselves they wouldn’t have if the other weren’t there.

After a tiring parkour practice together, Sunny joins Nate at a nearby tree, laughing at a joke he cracked as he sat down next to him. He takes off his glasses to wipe the sweat off of his forehead, and Nate discovers that beneath it, his eyes are colored a pretty yellow-orange, matching the colors of a sunset. And that he looks super hot without his sunglasses actually. Gay panic pt2. 

Sunny looks over to him, noticing the faint red across his face, and brushes it off thinking it was bc of the practice, 

 "Yeesh. Worn out already? That was such an easy course, maybe the parkour pro life just isn't for you." Sunny says while he's clearly out of breath, too.

Nate kept glancing at him and looking away again, probably embarrassed that he couldn't compare to Sunny's parkour prowess. Yeah, that's why. Sunny was about to tease him about it, until he spoke up, "y'know, this is the first time I've seen you without your glasses before."

Sunny paused. It didn't fully register in his mind that he'd taken off his glasses in front of Nate. He'd hated not wearing his glasses in front of others- hated how exposed it made him feel. He'd always make sure he had them on when he's around others, but at that moment; sitting under the tree shade as the breeze blows past his messed up hair with Nate right next to him, just as out of breath from the parkour course as he was, it felt so easy. He didn't mind Nate looking at him, seeing him, knowing him.

Which opened a whole new pile of shitty and complicated feelings he did not want to uncover. 

Sunny fumbled to put the glasses back on, scoffing as he felt his face grew warmer, "yeah, what about it?"

"Your eyes," Nate whispered under his breath, finally turning to look directly at him. "...they're nice.

— 

Do you see the vision (smiles with teeth non threatningly) (btw. I wrote this sleep deprived srry if sum parts don't make sense)

Haters to lovers kour. (Tho tbf prokour super flexible, like i tjought of them as just frenemies at first, then as exes, then to idk but they ended up becoming dumbass lovers. Good for them, i guess. I have more prokour shit under my sleeve jst need to... *Yawn* (passes the fck out)

^ how it started (credits to @loneycorner you're amazing you [breaks] thx for feeding my prokour thoughts n drawing n being prokour mvp )

[stestir]

Amethio is emotionally neglected.

An analysis from a neglected person standpoint.

Wo hoo another post about the little shit, yaay.

Anywho, this time its not me being super angry and ranting, instead I will psychoanalyse the boy and give out him diagnosis.

Analysis post under the line

So, I believe that Amethio is heavily emotionally neglected by Gibeon. I'll explain in a bit how he shows it.

So I'll begin with his beef with Friede. Yes, I will talk about it again like I didn't already do that several times, Shh.

Here I want to start from, well, start of their conflicts. Episode 2, first conversation. Amethio says that Friede is... Wait, lemme see... khe khe, "Oh, Friede? I heard of you being a great trainer." That means he sees Friede as someone who has experience and who's respectable. That will be important later.

So, first battle, the air ship, all that. Friede sends out a Pikachu, and Amethio is immediately annoyed. I think the main reason is that he wants to have a true validation of his skills, hence why he reacted that way. Seeing Friede, someone he thinks is a professional, send out a Pikachu, a pokemon often seen weak, looks like a mokery to him.

It also goes further and weaves itself into all their incounters - the want to be acknowledged and taken seriously. With each episode, it escalates and escalates, showing out Amethios' bad traits along the line - impatience, easy irration, and often distraction from the main mission.

The tension finally snaps at episode 25, where in their 6th encounter, they finally finish the battle, and Friede takes the win. And where Friede says, "I have to take you seriously." This hurts Amethio so much that in the next arc, he starts to train to become more powerful. He even appears in an opening, training himself to an exhaustion.

All of this highlights really heavily that Amethio always tried to find a validation of his battle skills [ and by excention, him in general ] in these fights, hence why he always was irrated by Friede not paying full attention - "Look at me!", "Don't be distracted!". All of this points to me that he doesn't receive it oftenthsys why he jumps into the opportunity to have this attention.

And this is the first sign of emotional neglect! The attention seeking behavior.

It's clear that Gibeon does not give him enough attention, as he's trying his best to give everything to him and only disobeys the orders to catch Rayquaza / Terapagos for Gibeon. All of Amethios' actions are for him, which indicates to me that he's trying to get at least a lick of affection from him [ aka a validation that he did a good job ].

And it's also seen in Hambers' actions towards the boy! Unlike Diana, who's parallel he is, he's cold towards Amethio and practically emotionless, only doing what he needs to do. He also doesn't even use his name, only honorifics "Master."

All of this translates to his behavior, too, and shows another sign:

The masking of emotions & anger issues.

These two go hand in hand in Amethio, as he tries his very best to hide any case of emotion. But this mask is also really weak and fragile, as it shatters under any pressure, as it showcased in his fights with Friede.

Even in episode 2, the beginning, he already showed how his mask is easily slipping with irritation [ his eye twitching when Friede sends out Pikachu ]. He always tries to be cold, just like Hamber and Gibeon, but because he also desperately needs aknowledgement, it does not work. He becomes impulsive and starts to go more by emotions than reason, as it is evidenced by him always prioritizing a fight rather than going by the misson, episode 6 being an exception ( And even then he still doing this cause Friede didnt pay him enough attention 💀).

He tries to mimick his parential figures by being emotionless but ultimately heavily fails at it because he does not have an outlet for his emotion, nor affection to actually release all the tension in his mind, hence why the mask is so fragile and he is easily irrated.

From that its goes into another problem:

Closing off from any support from other adults.

And in this part comes in his relationship with Zir and Conia, and how he doesn't let himself be weak in front of them.

Throughout the whole anime, it can be seen how much both of them are worried for the boy. Hell, its even got into one of the promotional material, where they even when cut by a comic barrier, still look at Amethio, concerned. But Amethio does not let them know about his mental state, as evidenced by Zirs "Its so hard to talk to him lately."

It seems that Amethio never let his guard down, resulting in him being tense all the time. Even when Zir and Conia genuinely care for him, he rejects all of this affection, still trying to chase the one from Gibeon. It makes me believe that Amethio idolizes Gibeon and thinks of him as the only trustful source of care.

Which of course makes everything worse for him in turn, as Gibeon does not give him anything and just makes him work, which makes him become more and more tense.

It even starts to project into his battle style, as he gone from calculated actions to a desperate attempts to do something [ which is also a sign of being neglected, yahoo ]

Anywho, ending this, I'll say - Amethio is a brilliantly written character, I love love love the writing team behind the Horizons. The way he's obviously abused is so clearly seen that it almost pains me as someone who has also been neglected in childhood.

And also, dont take this post way too seriously - it's written without any serious research whatsoever, and mostly is me speaking from experience and observations.

I hope you had a nice read!

...

[Me: Amethio is a 3-dimensional character with a lot of thought behind him. Also me: He-he, he's literally this meme:]

[atlasscrumpit]

Avengers x Male Reader

(he/Him reader) 

You sat in a cell at the Avengers tower, your knees to your chest as you hummed to yourself.

You were going to die of boredom soon. Suddenly you heard a commotion and recognised a voice.

"Fuck..." You whispered as Natasha stormed in.

"I've been looking for you for years, you piece of shit." She growled as you looked at her in shock.

"N-Nat, you're all grown up." You muttered standing up and smiling awkwardly.

"Don't fucking talk to me like you know me." She growled you noticed tears in her eyes.

Steve rushed out to make sure Natasha wasn't killing you.

"How the hell do you two know each other?" He asked as you groaned softly.

"I was one of her trainers in the red room... Kind of." You muttered as Nat glared at you.

"You were a fucking monster, as much as you say there's two sides of you, I know it's just an excuse to trying to get away from everything you did." She growled as you groaned and rubbed your head.

"D-Don't fucking mention him, you know more than anyone what happens." You grumbled as she chuckled dryly.

"Cut the bullshit, Y/N. We all know what you're capable of." She whispered before walking away, you sighed and sat back down against the wall of the cell.

"It's a bit similar to Bucky..." Steve muttered as you nodded a little.

"Yeah... I met Bucky a few times. I think we had sex at one point." You said nonchalantly as Steve looked at you in shock.

"Are you just trying to get under my skin?" He asked cautiously as you rolled your eyes.

"No, I would get nothing from that. I'm actually trying to redeem myself, Steve. I know I did some awful things... But, I want to try and make up for them." You muttered, Steve nodded a little.

He was a good judge of character and he good see you were being genuine.

"What were you and Nat talking about? You have an alter kind of like Bucky?" He asked as you nodded again.

"Yeah, but he's been with me since I was a kid. Hydra didn't cause it." You replied, Steve still listening.

"Do you have control over him?" He asked as you closed your eyes and shook your head.

"No... I don't. He's ruined a lot for me, that's why you need to keep me in this cell until we figure something out. He's dangerous." You said as Steve nodded.

"I'll keep that in mind, I'll be back later." He said before leaving as you groaned and rested your head against the glass and closed your eyes.

--

You still sat in the cell, feeling that familiar feeling of the other side of you taking over.

"Please, don't do this. We're finally safe and you'll fuck it up! Just for once fucking behave!" You shouted as you suddenly saw someone in front of your cell.

"Its been a while, hasn't it?" Bucky said as you smiled, you were kind of relieved to see someone familiar...and maybe someone else that was a monster just like you.

"You cut your hair, shame I liked it long. Something to grip onto." You said as he chuckled and shook his head.

"I missed that attitude of yours, I won't lie. How are you holding up?" He asked as you sighed and leant your head against the wall.

"Not great... The other guys is wanting to come out and you know more than anyone that never ends well." You muttered in shame.

Bucky opened the door and stepped inside before sitting beside you, you rested your head on his shoulder and sighed.

"I missed you, Buck..." You whispered as he smiled a little.

"I missed you too, Y/N. But... I have to tell you, I'm with Steve now." He muttered as you nodded a little.

"I assumed as much, he got pretty jealous when I said we'd had sex before." You replied as Bucky chuckled a little.

"We went through a lot, didn't we?" He muttered as you smiled, closing your eyes as you rested on his shoulder.

"We really did..."

(if you'd like a part 2 lemme know!)

[postal-ech]

Alright I'll admit i haven't posted here in a while, mainly due to thr fact that bluesky has taken up my attention for a moment

But I desire to post a long, rambly ass blog about how I've regained the desire to write

All because of fucking metroid of all things.

If this is your kind of shit, read on ahead, cause I'm about to go on an autistic tangent on Metroid again

SO.

Metroid.

God dammit this franchise keeps finding a way to worm itself back into my brain no matter what I do.

I've gone on tangents about a lot of things on this Tumblr account - Lisa the Painful, Undertale, maybe Hollow Knight if you follow for the reblogs, but Metroid has always stuck with me for ages. I've always been one to fantasize on the wild galactic span of Metroid's world building, Samus fucking shit up, and also her somber jaunts through exotic nature and old ruins of Chozo civilization and beyond.

Recently, I've had the desire to finally sit my ass down and put those thoughts to paper - or I guess, really to screen considering I use Google docs to archive my writings, and god damn.

Granted, I ain't the beat writer, not by a long shot, and I haven't felt the desire to write for nearly 6 years (burn out is a hell of a thing, ladies, gentlemen and enbies) and fuck, I really gotta hand it to Metroid:

Its got something that's hard to really put into words for me. It's more like an emotional connection if anything - though less in the "HOLY SHIT I LOVE YOU SAMUS ARAN" kinda vibe and more the "HOLY SHIT THIS WORLDBUILDING KICKS ASS" kinda vibe.

Its especially been the case ever since Dread came out.

Lemme paint you all a picture using the skill I know best: writing out a scene.

Baby speedweed wasn't much into anything apart from being an autistic little shit, the only things he was into was his Nintendo 64, maybe some very early internet access (worst mistake of his fucking life) and faffin about innawoods. That's when this little mother fucker got a GameCube bundled with Metroid Prime.

Experiencing Metroid Prime on release wasn't something that was really possible as a little guy, especially considering this was the first Metroid game ever played, but something about it struck deep. Sure for a seven year old it wasn't much but the electronic synths of the music, the rainy wetland of the landing site, the dust-covered Chozo Ruins, and especially the writing...

There was something special about it, about the way the story was told about a race of bird folk that had split off from their main tribe, established a home on Tallon IV, and sought to be at one with nature to the point that they find spiritual peace and ascended beyond the physical plain of existence.

Obviously that peace didn't last, and you see that slow downfall, the SNAP BACK TO REALITY as Phazon makes landfall and starts corrupting not just the physical planet but even the spiritually ascended Chozo. You read these attempts at stemming the Great Poison, the Space Pirates desecrating the ruins and graves of these Chozo, and eventually they dream of a warrior donning their ancestral armor and weaponry coming down to stop this radioactive cancer once and for all.

Exploring Metroid Prime right down to the Impact Crater sticks to you, especially at that age, and after beating it and witnessing that 100% completion ending it leaves you hooked.

Metroid Prime 2 doubles down on that (even though I never finished it as a kid simply because my little dumbass couldn't figure out the keyhunt trek compared to Prime 1) with the story of the Luminoth, their struggle against the Ing, and the stark difference between Aether and its darker counterpart.

Oh, who could forget Dark Samus too?

Yes, sure nowadays her textures are very much dated but God damn, seeing this organic thing mimicking Samus' Varia Suit - from the way her armcannon looked to the overall weird, organic figure, the integrated visor and even the way it processed Phazon, it was all fascinating. That grew over the course of the game and the scan logs about her as well, especially considering the fact that despite being this Varia suit-shaped organism it still had those Varia Suit mechanics - an energy shield, super missile combos and what not, but also its own unique attacks like a scattershot phazon beam, turning into this ball of energy that shoots through containment tanks like a pseudo shinespark, and in her second fight she even had a boost ball attack and a concentrated phazon beam.

Little speedweed was hooked, this little mother fucker couldn't get enough of it, and that's when he hit Metroid Fusion...

Aaaaand granted, that didn't hold his attention for long, it still left a mark that will contribute to this love of metroid.

Now of course as this little shit grew into a big shit, that autism of his drifted onto other things

Team Fortress 2 and Half-Life 2 became a part of his life and he got into HL2RP (SECOND WORST MISTAKE OF HIS FUCKING LIFE), And then mother fucking undertale came out

That shit fucked him up for a decade at most even after he bailed outta the Fandom early on in 2016 or so

Time goes on, shit changed, and big speedweed still goes on about metroid - but it's taken a back seat compared to the usual things like sonic, undertale, deltarune, Team Fortress 2 and the likes

And then Metroid Dread is announced.

I cannot begin to tell you how important Metroid Dread was, not just for me, but the entire metroid community as a whole.

Twenty fucking years, from the day we've heard interviews of it through Sakamoto, to the teaser in Metroid Prime 3, its supposed cancelation and more.

A metroid fan knew what Metroid Dread was before the actual game was even shown off, but it was nothing more than a myth, some urban legend on the wayside, a desire that slowly faded away as the years went on and the second greatest drought of Metroid content went on. Even as Other M and Fed Force came out, that desire to continue the storyline left off in fusion was still there.

And then the direct comes out

And you see Samus drop in her new suit

And then you see that fucking title

METROID 5

You see the trailer play out for that one moment as she's caught by the EMMI, and it throws out that face spike

And there it is again

Metroid

DREAD

HOLY SWEET MOTHER OF FUCK ITS REAL

TWENTY FUCKING YEARS OF WAITING, TWENTY YEARS OF READING THROUGH OLD METROID MANGAS AND REPLAYING METROID GAMES AND ITS ACTUALLY FUCKING REAL

I CANNOT, GENUINELY, DESCRIBE TO YOU THE ENERGY IN THE AIR THAT DAY, BEYOND JUST SHEER, ABSOLUTE, CONCENTRATED FUCKING H Y P E

That second trailer drops and HOLY FUCK IS THAT A MOTHER FUCKING CHOZO!? ITS FIGHTING SAMUS!? ITS DESIGN LOOKS BADASS AS FUCK, HOLY FUCKING SHIT

That alone Kickstarted Big Speedweed's metroid autism into

M A X I M U M

O V E R D R I V E

I couldn't stop talking about metroid for the fucking life of me. Years and years of memorizing lore flood right on back as I annoy the shit outta my homies with word walls of lore

Then the game leaked and I said fuck it, I already pre-ordered it, might as well play it a week early on my shitass PC

Oh man

OH MAN

It was a fucking experience

And from beginning to end I enjoyed every single second of it, especially with this bird bastard, Raven Beak

God damn, the Triple combo of Raven Beak's reveal, the fucking plot-twist towards the end of him not only masking himself as Adam this whole time but also being Samus' THIRD BIRD DAD (estranged of course), and then learning that the chozo runes COULD ACTUALLY BE FUCKING TRANSLATED

THE CHOZO HAD THEIR OWN LANGUAGE DUDE. THAT SHIT COULD BE TRANSLATED TOO. THEIR OWN WRITING AS WELL AS THEIR OWN SPEAKING LANGUAGE

AND THEN SAMUS EVOLVED

HER METROID DNA, THE SHIT WE KNEW ABOUT SINCE FUSION, TURNED HER INTO A FUCKING HUMANOID METROID

AND SHE JUST GOUGED RAVEN BEAK'S FUCKING EYE OUT DRAINING NOT ONLY HIS SHIT BUT HIS GOD DAMN FRIGATE TOO

BY THE FUCKING

G O D S

This has settled into my noggin for the longest time. I haven't experienced shit like this in so long that it felt like I got combo's by Kazuya in a game of Tekken 7.

What's funny too was that this still didn't really Kickstart my desire to write until the fucking invasive imaginings of the entire metroid franchise became too powerful.

I'm talking Samus exploring the fact she is literally The LAST Metroid in the galaxy, uncontained, having just thoroughly wrecked the shit of not only one of the last living Chozo in the galaxy, but another X-Parasite outbreak too, what that could mean with her and the Federation (as at this point she is several hydrogen bombs compared to the coughing baby of the galaxy, the Federation included), what the fuck Exelon Star Corp is cooking with near-indestrutable robots like the EMMI, the Mawkin Sniper figure in the distance of one of those Mawkin memoriee

OH

And THEN

MOTHER FUCKING METROID PRIME 4 GETS ITS TRAILER OUT NOT ONLY SHOWING AN ACTUAL STAR DATE TAKING PLACE 2 YEARS AFTER SUPER (This is where my metroid autism really takes hold, if you guys don't know I'd recommend looking up the star dates, they have questionable canonicity considering the only time they were ever brought up through commercial stuff like magazines and articles in Nintendo Power, but this was a FIRST WE'D SEE THIS SHIT ACTUALLY BEING USED IN A METROID GAME)

OH, YEAH, SYLUX IS BACK TOO, AND HE HAS FUCKING MOCKTROIDS

FUCKING

MOCKTROIDS.

Sweet MOTHER OF FUCK.

I think it's safe to say, combined with listening to Ian Flynn's own ramblings on Sonic, Sonic lore and his takes on writing I have found the insane desire to write this shit out now.

I cannot be stopped, I want to explore the FFFFUCK outta this galaxy now. Even with shit like my Lisa the Painful and Deltarune hyperfixations, Metroid has found a way to claw itself back into the forefront of my brain and I'm all for it.

Eventually I'll see to it that this gets published, either a link here on my Tumblr or on Bluesky, but God.

I hope this can at least inspire anyone that reads this to find their passion in creating something, whether it's writing or drawing, 3D modeling or animating, whatever it is you do as a passion, I really hope this helps in reassuring you that burn out doesn't last forever.

I mean it did take about 6 years (honestly maybe 4 if I wanna be generous) but God mother fucking damn, does it die with a burning fury when you're reminded of the love you have for something.

This is speed weed AKA postal ech, signing out

(by the way I'll link my bluesky account to my Tumblr here soon if you mfers wanna follow my 'tism over there, but yeah peace)

[ziipzeepzop-eez]

here is your ask detailing what i think of you based off of your most recent reblog!!

very, very kind hearted. you care a lot about the people around you and the things you love and it shows. it really,, REALLY shows. you're considerate and caring to an extent of which everyone around you appreciates, the energy you bring with each reblog, post, and comment (no matter how minimal you think it is) is welcoming and all-around awesome. i see the tags of your reblogs from me and it makes me smile,, i love seeing you talk about whatever /pos

you're friendly and approachable through and through, but you're not afraid to speak your mind and call things out as they are. (yeah!! yeah!!!!) your presence is very soothing. you have a lot to say and all of it is worth listening. /pos!!

you know those thingies, uhhh, what were they called again? homeric epithets? if you were one, you'd be bright-tongued and dew-eyed.

your ability to imbue text and writing with emotion and feeling is impeccable,, even the way you talk in general is visually pleasing.

i genuinely have nothing bad to say about you.

if i talked about a body and it's functions or whatever, you'd be the heart. the epitome of love and fondness and continual beating despite, despite, despite. does that make sense? mmm,, i'll try to figure out how to word this later.

we love you, zee. you're doing great.

My goodness. My, my goodness.

���😭 I... don't even know what to s a y?? Like, what can I even say at this point??

I'm going to be completely honest, it's been a few days. I received this a while ago and I'm so sorry I'm getting back to it late, but when I first read it, I was completely dumbfounded. This needed to MARINATE. Needed to SINK IN.

and I'm okay now. 🥹 Gosh, do you know how liberating it is to say that? In any aspect of the word, no matter how little or how deep it goes.

Lemme just...,,,

This is probably the most poetic way anyone's ever described something about me. Like, if I ever had the pleasure of being remembered by equally as beautiful and poetic people in this lifetime, I do believe it would look and read like this.

I always say it, I think, but I'll say it again because I'm not tired of it: seeing myself through other people's eyes is an essential thing to my being and this has caused an entire nebula of serotonin to explode from the crown of my head and has reached every single nerve ending throughout my body, and it spreads like liquid gold: warm and viscous and boy, it has left me shining.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart (("you'd be the heart" THAT PART??? 😭😭🫀 DO YOU TRULY MEAN THAT?? IM PUTTING THIS AS MY OFFICIAL PROFILE DESCRIPTION FOR THE REST OF. FOREVER!! YEAH!!)), and for you? I'll always do my best to remain bright-tongued and dew-eyed.

Because if I've got shawtys out here describing me like this?? It means I've done something very, very right, and I never want to let that go or give anyone whom I love dearly ANY reason to believe otherwise.

Of course I know people make mistakes— and I know I'm far from perfect. But just being here and doing my best is enough. You guys helped teach me this, and I am forever grateful.

Y'all make me better 🥹🥰.

I love you so, so much. Thank you for being my friend. I love you. 🥰😭🧡

[thessalian]

Thess vs the Eclipse Resurgence

A little more Forbidden West ... except not really in the Forbidden West, mostly.

Okay, so - off I go to this clearing. Well, there's all the blood, and ... well, here we go, Focus says third person. Let's follow the third person.

Oop, there goes a raccoon. I could Focus it but it'll be got away by the time I-- Oh. I just ... approximated its trajectory and shot it. DAMN I'm good.

Why do these people not just kill the machines when the machines are in their way? It's not hard! You'd figure everyone wandering around outside a settlement would go armed when there's a possibility of machines in the way! Ah, well - at least that means I'll never be out of a job. ...At least, if I save the world. I guess it's not going to matter either way if I don't.

Aha! Cave! Wow. Cave full of shinies. Treasure caves for the win.

Huh. Yeah, that's Eclipse alright. Shooty time.

Wow. I'm getting good at melee stealth kills. Then again, how far am I down the Infiltrator tree? Yeesh.

"We should go check". Yeah, c'mon down into the nice dark cave where I can shoot the living hell out of you people. YOU PEOPLE WERE SUCH PAINS IN MY ASS AND I'M NOT DEALING WITH IT AGAIN IF I DON'T HAVE TO.

...Oh. Was I supposed to fight them out here? Eh well. they came to me. That seems a nicer way of dealing with it.

Eclipse with Focus. Great. And apparently the wanting to set up whole armies in the Forbidden West to TAKE OVER THE WORLD-- oh for fuck's sake. I guess this is what @true0neutral meant by "You'll like what they have in place of bandit camps", hmm?

Right. Mask for proof and ... okay, brief raid of the rest of the shinies in this cave and then I will go back.

Ooh. Nighttime. And Fanghorns in the way. Yay, Zen hunting!

...Fuck. I think I lost a Scrounger down a cliff. Eh well.

Go, Conovar, be freeeeeee! No, please, enjoy the being free. You don't want to dedicate your life to a cause; it sucks. I can take on another cause; it's fine.

Right. Now, how do I glide? Okay, now you're not giving me helpful hints. I want the helpful hints; how do I fucking glide? Lemme check the keybinds - and you don't tell me either! Fuck's sake. Fine, lemme do some testing; I'm sitting on all the medicinal berries in the world anyway.

...Fuck this. The glider no longer exists. Fuck it and fuck my life.

Right. Onward to the scavenger place. Ooh, hey, foxes! I need fox parts! Let's do this!

Ooooooooookay I saw some of that stuff I see in the distance at the far edges of Nora territory etcetera, but I seem to recall it looking somewhat less like a fucking Reaper. Didn't I have enough of this shit on the final run to the Beam in Mass Effect 3? And I had better weapons until Harbinger wrecked my shit up and left me with nothing but a hand cannon to deal with the final boss of Marauder fucking Shields. ...At least I can trust Guerilla not to do that to me.

Ugh. No, dead-by-Blight fox is not worth this. Man, I spend far too much time in games where the Blight is a thing and red things radiate deadliness of that sort. Now I kind of wonder what the colour-blind accessibility options do because for those of us who can see colours in the usual way, red means danger but red is also the grass we hide in for stealth. MAKE UP YOUR DAMN MIND.

Hi, Scavenger dude. Oh, you want to make spiffy armour? Cool. Ah. You're running a contest and this poor jerk's stuck without parts. Well. You've given me an excuse to Zen-hunt, Poor Jerk, so I will be nice to you. I like hitting up Shellwalkers anyway.

Precision arrow quiver upgraded YEEEEEES. And that's the achievement for having upgraded all the bags at least once. I like achievements. They're fun.

I ... should take a break or something. More coffee. Food. Then pick what the hell I want to do next. I see ... one of those Eclipse camps ... a Large Metal Bird hunting spot, and a whoooole lot of Fog of War, so there's probably a Tallneck out there someplace. ADVENTURE! ...Yeah, okay, and saving the world, but lemme HUNT.

So I'mma go grab some potato salad and coffee and then get back to the ADVENTURE. If nothing else, this has so far been a great way to hyperfocus past the OW I woke up with today. I mean, the paracetamol helped a bit, but sometimes, even when moving hurts, I just have to keep weaponising my hyperfocus tendencies. I could be a grumpy sod about the fact that it took forty-some years to figure out that I probably have ADHD, especially when it's often misdiagnosed as borderline personality disorder in women and I was diagnosed with that over twenty years ago, but ... I'm honestly not that much? I still prefer having a diagnosis when I can, but at the same time, I did at least figure out how to not only work around the whole mess but even use some of it to my advantage. See also: hyperfocus as an all-natural painkiller, and setting my executive dysfunction to work against my impulsivity tendencies so I don't end up bankrupting myself stupidly. I guess we all figure it out eventually.

[darsynia]

The heart wants what it wants...

Gosh, so I've been writing for a nearly 30 year old fandom, the book/tv show Christy. I was a huge Kellie Martin fan from Life Goes On, and I'd liked the book (evangelical childhood go brrr)-- lemme tell you, Scottish-voiced older smart gruff man & idealistic kind resourceful opinionated young woman will ALWAYS get me. Add LeVar Burton and Tyne Daly and I'm HOOKED. OH I forgot to mention it's set in the Great Smokies and the vistas are magnificent (TWW reference says hi).

Well, the show itself has a religious scaffolding, and it's pretty wholesome, so though the series manages some truly intense unresolved sexual tension, I should refrain from getting too racy in this 'it was a crime to never show these two kissing' 'shipping Neil/Christy for 30 years does something to a person' story, right? RIGHT?

Me: I'll write a brief satisfying M encounter

Me now: he's soaked after checking for a fire in a thunderstorm and she's slowly unbuttoning him while he loses his mind OOPS

Anyway, I'm putting the finishing touches on Shipping chapter 3, but if you ever watched this show or might be interested in a period piece where two people with hidden feelings find themselves married and figuring out what fun that can be, feel free to check out that story! It's got a tiny online presence (under 200 fics on FFN, my fic was #7 on AO3) so I probably won't post again about it, but I'm very pleased by what I've written.

Breathing Fire

Summary: After an unexpected standoff puts Christy in a compromised position, she discovers what a marriage based on love and friendship is really like. With that firm basis, she seeks to heal the wounds that were caused before she even arrived in Cutter Gap.

For fun, here's an excerpt under the jump:

Note: Set the day after the wedding, but their 'wedding night' was interrupted; Neil is a doctor and he was called away for a medical emergency. He hasn't gotten much sleep as a result.

When she woke next it was thanks to the bright indirect sunlight from the window. She’d slept in.

Christy threw herself out of bed, spluttering her hair out of her face as she rushed over to the dresser to grab something to wear.

“Christy,” Neil rumbled from the bed. He had his arm draped over his eyes.

“I’m late for school!”

“You’re not.”

“No, I am! Miss Alice was supposed to take my place, but she was with you.” She supposed she could dress on the other side of the closet door, or at the top of the stairs with the bedroom door closed. When she turned around with a handful of underthings, meaning to race over to the closet and do just that, she ran right into Neil.

“Grantland got back yesterday evening, he’s teaching your students today,” he said, tugging the clothes from her hands to set them on top of the dresser. “Back to bed,” he said, guiding her back with an arm around her shoulders.

Sleepy Neil was a charming mix of impatience and determination.

“But David has no idea where the lesson plans are!”

“He’ll probably spend the whole day sermonizing at them,” he said once they got over to the bed. Neil then yawned so hard he stumbled sideways before shuffling around to the other side.

Christy sat, her sense of purpose deflated. “Is there anything you were supposed to do this morning that I can do instead? Dropping by a patient’s house, or picking up supplies?”

“No one will expect us for days,” he told her, rubbing at his eye with a knuckle. “We’re meant to spend them enjoying each other, which right now should mean you, sleeping next to me, in silence.” There was a daring sort of tease to his voice that sent a thrill through her. How was she meant to sleep after he said something like that? 

“I’m wide awake. How about I go downstairs and--”

“Don’t,” Neil blurted. He took in a breath to say something, then chuckled. “Not sure how well I’d sleep knowing you were down there rearranging everything.”

“Meaning you’d sleep better if I stayed up here?” Christy guessed.

His expression sobered, and he rolled onto his back. “I keep expecting to wake up and find all of this was a dream.”

If she were braver, she would have told him about her dreams of him, but instead, she said, “How about I go get a book to read, so I can sit up beside you, while you sleep? I can pull the curtains shut.” 

His nod was relieved, and Christy got up, thinking hard to remember where she’d packed her book. It wasn’t with the others, since she’d been reading it a little each night. A glance over at her husband told her he was still ruminating.

“Ask me what I’m reading,” Christy said, crouching down to rummage through the front pocket of one suitcase.

“What?”

“It’s part of distracting you while I look for my book,” she told him. Standing, she put her hands on her hips. Was it downstairs?

“Fine,” Neil said, his voice still sleepy, but more like his confident self. “What are you reading?”

“Little Women, by Louisa May Alcott. It’s a story about four sisters, all very different, and how each of them handle the process of growing up. I loved it when I was younger, and now I’m rereading it to pick out parts to share with the children.” As she spoke, she found the book, drew the curtain, then came back to briskly set things up to sit comfortably beside him.

“You’re an excellent teacher, Christy.”

Praise from him really was worth a hundred kind words from anyone else.

[muffindaddystyles]

Hershey Fucker.

Author's Note; here lies the great memory of long hair Harry. Long gone but never forgotten. A smut to make you clench your legs together, *laughs in evil*. Don't forget to gimme some love :(

Kaleidoscopic lights flares around you as you stirred the straw of your margarita dodging the glunk of strawberry. Your eyes anchored at the spindiling lean figure of the emerald eyed monster, jaw tight that of greek god, umber spiral of curls kissing the sharply cuts of his face and it glows as if he has used your highlighter.

You scoff when he puckers his lips around the rim of whiskey giving a fist bump in praise.

It's been going on from the time you stepped inside the club. He's being a pain in arse. Having none of shame giving a harsh squeeze to your butt while leading you, leaning close to whisper words straight outta dirty erotica, throwing you his signature cocky smirks and brush of noses while he adjusted his daddy long legs nudging them in between your knees as you both sat on the high-stools of the bar.

You shake your head in exasperation smiling to yourself when he caught the wrist of bartender pointing at it with slurred eyes and bubbly lips, "nice tat, lad. looks sexy on ya." You know he's trying to make you jealous on purpose and it's quite endearing to see him try.

It makes your pussy weep, in all honesty. The fact that he's flirtatious in nature and when he speaks it feels like roses are falling from his lips would never fail to make you find him more ethereal. He owns that kinky charisma.

He kept on side glancing you while doing his antiques. Chatting with the bartender and complementing him with a lopsided grin, taking your hand for agreement because he's that annoying.

You practically lunges over him straddling his knee to brush your crimson coated lips agaisnt his earlobe while you whisper.

"Wanna go home." He furrows his brows together clearing his throat and gesturing you with his sparkling daunting gaze ','s that so?' when you sit back leaving a satisfied red smudgnes at his earlobe and higher jaw. You bob your head patting his knees and before your hands could sneak any higher he grabbed them, chugging the last of his whiskey and ruffling his wild tresses back to stand both of you on feet.

"Hmm. Was 'avin', fun weren't ye'?" He asks looping his forearms around your front protectively and keeping you close to him while making an exit from the crowd.

"Ehm. dunno, hot bartender." He scrunches his nose at this pinching your hip-bone rasping out in his thick chapel's accent.

"Thought ye'r same thought, babe." You cackle at this loudly gasping audibly when the cold zephyr of London enveloped you. He immediately kisses your head stroking his thumb against the nape of your neck.

"'Ere lemme be ye'r personal heater." He cacoons the warm coat he's wearing around your body pulling you to his chest, his exposed pecks coming in contact with your own bare shoulders making both of you hiss. "Better hurry up, wan' to get wrapped 'round your warmth." You laugh at his chaotic humour hitting him with elbow.

On reaching the car that's parked at the very end of parking lot you spin in his hold gazing deep into his jade and he sucks his bottom lip inside his mouth when you grab his face, squishing his blushed chill cheeks in process.

You part your lips infront of him glazing your wet tongue all over your plump lips to give him a little show before pulling him closer to smear them against his stiff ones, you kiss him sloppily letting your saliva drool around the corners of his lips lapping onto his tongue messily.

"Mhmp. Ye' know your sloppiness turn meh on s' bad." He grunts with fog huffing out sliding his large palm under your thigh to grope your ass and haul your leg around his waist as you lean over the bonnet of car. He glides his thumb from your decolletage to the hilt of your chin tilting it to deepen the already erotic kiss, tasting the insides of your cheeks.

He captures your bottom lip in between his bunny teeth pulling it with floppy sound. He looks down upon you with lust blow irirses wide spreading his legs to straddle your bare thighs and to rub his knee against your soaked centre.

"Meh filthy girl's jealous t' 'er fuckin' core, innit?" You shake your head left and right in utter innocence. He laughs at your effort. Degradingly, intimidatingly rough from his chest that prominents your heavy breathing and a soapy patch of arousal in your thong.

"Now lyin' t' meh aren't ya, bunny." He smirks with stern brows tapping your chin and your dainty squeak traps in your lungs when he yanks you off the bonnet against the door side of the car squeezing between the two cars for less visibility of the dirty things they're about to do.

He kisses the dip where your shoulder meets your neck trailing his parted lips between your breasts tweaking your nipples harshly from the flimsy cloth, "not jealous, right?" He mumbles grazing his teeth against your jawline pecking the corner of your lips.

"No." You choke out slip shutting your eyes and letting your head fall against the window as he thrusts the buldge of his thick hard cock in his pants against your cunt, one hand gripping your hip with bruising force you love other around your throat.

"Not even if I'll be...on me knees fo' him? He heaves out flushing your sweaty chests together and your eyes rolls to your skull with his pressure building on your throat, you grind against him with moans of ecastasy him perfectly rubbing up and down between your weepy pussy lips.

He smirks in victory knowing it's warming you up so he continues in slurred seductiveness, "no' when I'll beg fo' his cock in me mouth? fo' him to deep throat meh, t' fuck me mouth?" You whimper. Shivering hands reaching for him, instead of grabbing them as he usually do with gentleness he wrapped his one palm around your wrists locking them atop your head roughly.

He slaps your pussy and you ducked forward crying out with pleasure into his chest. He tugs at your thong ripping it to shreds and stuffing it to his pocket, "when I'll spread me legs fo' him...." His hard on poking against your stomach as he toyed with your clit. He swipes the tip of his fingers up and down circling it around your weeping hole collecting your moisturizer and snaking it up past your mound and tummy to nipples wetting them. Actually, making a complete mess of you.

"Harry..." You whine raising your hips and he spanks your thigh tapping your chin to open up stuffing his fingers into your mouth, "shut up and suck." You swirls your tongue around his slender digits; a string of saliva attached with your lips as he pulled them out.

"Tell meh ye're jealous, 'n I'll give ye'r tight pussy meh fingers." He pinches your clitoris flickering it into rapid motions, "wh-why should i? when m' not." you spurts out. Tears in your eyes as he eggs you on removing his fingers the moment you were about to soak his digits.

He tuts pushing his dick hard against you, "ye' wouldn't if he'd fuck meh in arse again 'n again, if he'd take me in his mouth 'n play with meh balls like yeh do?" He asks in a low voice looking down in between himself and you, the sight makes him growl as he gave a minute to your imaginations to run wild.

"Ah..ah–daddy, please." You're thrashing in his arms but he doesn't give much attention to it spitting on your cunt and fondling with your sensitive nerves. Harry's a prick that gets what he wants even when you're dripping down your legs for him.

"Answer meh, Y/N! Wouldn't ask again." He grits with a threatening voice and you bobbed your head vigorously. "Use ye'r words." He hovers his middle finger over your entrance.

"Course, I will." He pecks your lips with satisfied grin shoving his middle finger knuckles deep inside your sloppy pussy without any warning causing you to go feral that he had to hold you in one place, "warm like always." He grunts slipping it in and out joining another. Curling it against your spongy walls to quench out moans and whimpers from you.

He digs his teeth inside the flesh of your shoulder and you coiled your arms around him tightly, "oh my god, fuck. fuck. fuck." Your shouts muffles against him as he continuously massaged your g-spot, siscorsing his fingers to fuck you raw with them. He cups his calloused palm and rubs the heel of it against your swollen clit.

"Tell daddy how ye' feel." You kneaded your breasts stuttering with difficulty, "'s good daddy but wan' your cock, inside me." He thwacks your bum groping it and roughly slamming his fingers inside you his metal cold rings brushing against your sticky pussy lips.

"Don't like it when yeh act greedy." You ignore his sharp tone sensing your orgasm build in your tummy and spreading like a wildfire to your bones.

"'cum–m'. May..I come, daddy? Please." You rocked on his hand using his shoulders for leverage, "cum like a sweet good girl yeh are." He says kissing you slowly and you tugged at the lapels of his coat cumming hard on his fingers coating it with your thick cum.

He hugged you swaying you feet to feet one hand still pushing inside you with brutal pace to take every drop from you. His wrist glistening with your cum and wetness in an instant his mood switching, "backseat, spread your legs. I wan' your pussy ready fo' me."

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MASTERLIST.

[libraryofloveletters]

Haunted

Luke doesn’t believe that the house is haunted but you know for a fact, that it is. 

Luke Alvez x Reader 

Warnings: mentions of ghosts, talking to ghosts, mentions of death, kissing, Luke thinking that you’re slightly crazy, cursing

Category: fluff with a little angst :) 

Word Count: 3.2k

Author’s Note: idea came to me while watching crimson peak so here we are :) and did I use Thomas Sharpe as the ghost ? yes I did, and what ? Anyways, this is purely to indulge myself so idk it’s probably shitty :) 

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Luke had been with you for the last two years and he’s heard many stories of the “amazing family home” that you have so many beloved memories in. You figured it was finally time to take him on a trip. As soon as he could get a break from work, the two of you packed up and started your drive to the house. 

“So why do you call it the Red Estate ?” he asked you as you made a turn down what looked like a road that led to nothing. 

“Well, It belonged to my great great great grandparents who bought it from the family who had originally built the house” you told him as you drove. 

“Okay, but what does that have to do with the name ?” he laughed, you smiled 

“I'm getting to that. The family that had originally built the house, the Sharpes. His wife loves roses, red roses. The whole estate was covered in them, the rooms had rose wallpapers, the furniture had roses on them” you explained. 

“That's interesting” he looked out the window. “There’s more baby.” you chuckled, he turned to you, waiting for you to explain. 

“Well, Lady Sharpe had gotten sick and she passed away. When she passed, her husband remarried and he brought his new bride to the house” you looked over at you, his brows furrowed. “What? did she haunt them?” he chuckled, making you smile. 

“The roses that were in full bloom seem to die overnight, things changed around the house. It was thought that she did haunt them, whispered to them, tormented them until she eventually killed them” you smiled at Luke. 

He rolled his eyes playfully, “you don't actually believe that nonsense, do you ?” he asked you. “My family bought the house after they died, I'm just telling you what I've heard darling” you laughed as you pulled into a long driveway. The drive down was good 2 minutes, you drove through the large iron gate with the rose insignia on it. 

Luke’s mouth hung open as you drive towards the house. “This is the ‘little house’ that you spent your summers in ?” he asked. 

The house was much bigger than you had led him to believe, it was more of a manor than a house. There were large stained glass windows in the front, with of course, roses on them. The manor has vines running up the side that had dried up. 

The two of you stepped out of the car, you tumbled through your pockets for the key while Luke grabbed your bags from the car. “Is it just me or did it get cold all of a sudden ?” a cold breeze blew through the yard as Luke finished his sentence, you chuckled. 

“It’s always cold up here love” you smiled at him as you walked towards the door. “It’s only 6 o'clock and it's September.” he stated, following you to the doors. 

“Lady Sharpe baby, she’s the reason it’s cold” you told him as if that was a known fact, he rolled his eyes again. 

You unlocked the door and pushed it open, Luke and yourself walked into the empty foyer. There was a large round table in the middle, the sun from the hole in the roof shining through. You looked up and smiled, Luke looked up too, “why is there a hole in the roof ? Lady Sharpe caused that too ?” he joked, earning him a playful hit to the arm. “No, rainstorm” setting your keys on the table, you sat on the chair beside it and slipped off your shoes. 

“Tom!” you shouted, Luke looked at you. “I’m back and I've brought a guest!” you walked into the kitchen and Luke followed behind you, 

“Baby?”

“Hm?” 

“Who’s Tom ?”

“Oh, Tom. As in Thomas Sharpe, the guy who built the house.” 

Luke began laughing, hysterically. You filled the kettle with water as Luke was laughing and set it on the stove. When he finally settled down, he turned to you. “You talk to the dead guy ?” “his name is Tom and yes I do. This is his house, be respectful Luke” you rolled your eyes and turned your attention back to the stove. Luke wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind. “I’m sorry baby, I'll be nice to Tom” he chuckled, “thank you. Now get the cups from the cupboard” 

The two of you turned so you could show him which cupboard but the cupboard door was already open. “That one” you patted Luke’s hand that rested on your stomach. 

“That was closed when we walked in right ?” he asked 

“That’s correct” 

“How did it open?” 

“Tom” you smiled 

“Uh huh, just the wind then” 

Luke headed to the cupboard to get the mugs and returned the table as you took the kettle off the stove. The two of you sat at the table just talking for a few hours, before you knew it, it was dark out. 

Luke followed you up the stairs and into a room. He sat on the bed watching as you pulled some clothes out of your bag when he realized that he didn’t take the bags upstairs.

“Did you bring the bags up here?” 

You shook your head as you changed into your pyjamas. “So how did they get up here?” 

“To-” he cut you off “I don’t want to know” he got off the bed and changed too. The two of you settled in bed, his arm around you and your head rested on his shoulder. “Good night baby” he whispered, “good night love” you leaned up and gave him a kiss. 

“Good night Tom” you mumbled, you could tell Luke’s eyes on you. “Don’t even say anything” he chuckled before kissing your head. 

Sometime throughout the night, Luke was shaking you to wake up. “Huh stop lemme sleep” you mumbled. “Y/n, wake up. c’mon it’s not funny, get up please” he begged you while shaking your shoulders. You groaned and sat up, “what Luke ?” he looked at you, “okay something keeps knocking downstairs and it won’t stop” 

“Okay, what am I supposed to do about that?” 

“Can you come with me to check ?” 

“Mhm okay, let’s go” you rolled out of bed and headed into the hallway. Luke followed you, you looked around “nothing’s happening” you mumbled, still half asleep. 

“It was coming from downstairs” you sighed. The stairs creaked as you walked down. “You check the kitchen and I'll check the hallway, okay?” you told him, he nodded. You could tell he was just putting on a brave face for you, something had genuinely scared him. You walked down the hallway, nothing seemed out of place. 

“I swear if it’s you scaring him, I'll burn this house down” you whispered quietly to yourself, mostly as a warning to Tom. Turning on your heels, you headed into the kitchen quietly, Luke stood by the window looking outside. He hadn’t heard you come in. 

You creeped up behind him and grabbed his shoulders, “boo!” he jumped. “Y/n! what the hell babe!” you laughed. “Sorry sugar, but I didn’t see anything. Did you see anythi-” a loud thump came from the hallway causing the two of you to turn around. 

“Yeah, that” Luke said. You stuck your head out, a vase had fallen over and shattered all over the floor. You knew that vase, it was the one that in your room but you didn't tell Luke that. 

“Let’s just go back to bed Luke” you stretched your hand out for his, he reluctantly grabbed yours. “What about the vase?” he looked at the broken pieces of glass as you dragged him up the stairs with you. “I’ll clean it up in the morning baby” you pushed him in the bedroom, you stepped in after him and turned around to shut the door.

You had a feeling that someone was there even though you couldn’t physically see anyone other than Luke. You glared into the nothingness before shutting the door. 

---- 

Luke came in and shook you awake once again, only this time he came with coffee. “Morning love” he handed you the cup of coffee as you sat up in bed. “Sleep well ?” you asked him, he smiled and nodded “I did actually. Thank you for getting up with me last night” you squeezed his hand and took a sip of the coffee. 

“Did you get up after I fell asleep and cleaned up the vase?” he shifted on the bed to between your legs, his head on your thigh. He pulled your legs over his shoulders as you ran your hand through his hair. “No, I didn't. Why ? It’s not there?” he shook his head, his hair rubbed against your thighs making you giggle. 

“It’s gone” 

“Hm, he probably felt bad for scaring you and cleaned it up” 

“You really think that’s what happened or are you fucking with me?” 

“I’m fucking with you Luke. How would a ghost pick up glass?” 

Luke let out a laugh, you smiled at him. “Wanna go for a walk ? I can show you around the property?” he rolled onto his stomach, his cheek against your thigh. 

“Sounds good, can we have breakfast first ? I'm hungry” he asked you sweetly, and who were you to deny such an adorable man.

“Of course, let me change and I'll be down” he pressed a kiss to your thigh before hopping off the bed and heading out the room. Stretching as you got off the bed, you headed to the bathroom to brush your teeth and get dressed. When you came back to the bedroom after changing, you felt a presence in the room. 

“Now, I don’t appreciate the shit you pulled last night” you mumbled as you fixed your hair, the lights flickered in response to your sentence. You looked in the mirror, “He’s a good guy, I promise” you set the hairbrush on the dresser before going to open the door. 

The door wouldn’t open. 

“Are you serious ?” you pulled on the door, still no luck. 

“Stop acting like a child, let go of the door” you said a little louder. “Babe? You alright?” Luke called for you from downstairs,  “yeah, give me a sec, I'm coming!” 

“What do you want me from me dude?” you asked, hoping that you’d get some response or the frickin door would unlock. The window flung open and a cold breeze blew into the room, some leaves from the yard blew in as well. A single red rose petal landed by your foot. 

“Okay, I know what you want. Can I go now?” you tugged on the door and this time, it unlocked. You headed down the stairs, Luke stood at the end of the staircase. 

“Were you talking to someone up there?” 

“Just a phone call” you smiled and grabbed his hand. 

“Did you eat ?” you asked as you put on your shoes

“I did, don't you want to eat ?” he asked

You shook your head and pulled him outside with you. You walked with Luke to the back of the property, you showed him the stables, even though they had been empty for years. The two of you sat by the lake for a bit before heading to the end of the property line where the roses grew. 

“I thought the roses died?” Luke looked at you as you walked closer to them. “They only grow back here for some reason” you told him as you picked a few from the bush. “Does anyone even come this far ? you know, to take care of them” he leant down and smelt them. You smiled as you watched him. 

“No one’s been back this far for years. Everyone kinda stopped coming here since my grandfather died. My grandmother came once and us kids come every so often but that’s it. We just come to tidy up and make sure everything is still locked up” 

The two of you hung around outside until the sun began to set, you made your way back with the bunch of roses. You set them in a vase when you got back into the house. It was your last night in the house since Luke was needed back on Monday, you figured you'd make him dinner before you guys head out tomorrow. 

Luke sat in the kitchen as you cooked. “You’re sure you don’t want help?” “for the 100th time, I'm okay love” The kitchen was quiet other than the sounds of you cutting and stirring the contents of the pot ever so often. A sudden drop in temperature and the candle flame going out caused Luke to call for you. 

“Is that your friend Tom again ?” he joked, you smiled at him and brushed off the eerie feeling you had. 

“Probably” you went back to cooking.

Luke knew you believed that there was a ghost named Tom living in the house but he thought you just bought into the story because you had been told that your entire life. The window flung open and rose petals blew into the kitchen as the wind made its way through the kitchen. 

“What the hell ?” Luke stood up, brushing the petals of himself and the table before shutting the window. You turned off the stove and looked at him. 

“Believe me now?” 

“Freak accident darling, there’s no one here” He made his way over to your pressing a small sweet kiss on your lips before helping you set the table for dinner. “He’s just gonna keep bothering us until you believe” you looked at Luke who was too busy eating to even pay attention to you. 

Now you knew how Tom could get and you knew it seemed crazy, like way crazier then you talking to a ghost so you didn’t bother telling Luke. You remembered the summer then your cousin refused to believe Tom was actually real. Your cousin came down one morning gushing about how he had slept with this girl and she was so amazing, and how he even had the hickeys to prove it. When he lifted his shirt to show you, there was a “T” across his chests made by hickeys. You giggled as you took a sip of your water, Luke looked up at you from across the table. 

“What ?” his head tilted to the side

“Nothing” you smiled at him

The two of you finished dinner and headed up to the bed. Luke made sure to check all the doors and windows before going up with you. “You know, I had a good time, despite all the strangeness” Luke chuckled as he got into bed. 

“I’m glad you did” you were standing by the mirror taking off your necklace. Something cold touches your shoulder which made you turn around. “You okay?” Luke looked at you, his brows furrowed into a face of confusion. You ran your hand down your shoulder for your arm, “yeah, just a piece of hair on my arm. Made me feel weird” you chuckled and looked into the mirror. 

You could feel him in the room, it was much colder than it was then you stepped in. Seems like Luke had noticed too, he shifted in the bed. “Come cuddle with me, it’s cold” he shivered, pulling the blanket up to his chest. You smiled and made your way over to him, getting into bed and curling up beside him. 

“I love you, you know that ?” Luke looked down at you, your head resting on his chest 

“I love you too” you smiled up at him.

--- 

The next morning, you had both woken up much later than expected. The house felt warm. You had never felt the house this warm before, you went to roll out of bed but Luke’s arms pulled you back towards him. “Mhm, hi baby” he  covered your cheek in kisses, you giggled. “Good morning to you too. We gotta get going love, you need to get home for work tomorrow.” he groans at your mention of work. “Can we stay here forever?” he mumbled into your neck. “Me and you and Tom ? Sure we can” you joked, he sat up. 

“On that thought, let’s go” he got out of bed, you laughed and got up too. 

The two of you got ready to head out. You made one last check through the house while Luke took the bags to the car. He waited for you by the car as you stepped out. 

You took one last look inside, whispering to yourself. “Bye Tom, take care” you smiled at the empty house and locked the door. You walked to Luke and gave him a hug. 

“What's this for ?” His arms pulled you closer to him 

“For putting up with my ghost stuff all weekend” you smiled up at him 

“Ready to go?” he asked as he opened the door for you, “thank you” you got into the passenger seat. 

A single rose laid on the seat, you picked it up and smelt it. “Where’d you get that?” Luke asked you, looking at the rose in your hand. “It was on the seat. You didn’t put this here?” you looked back at him, he shook his head. You rested the rose on your lap, Luke backed up before pulling out of the driveway. You took one last look at the house before he left the driveway, a figure of a man stood in the window. He smiled at you and waved at you and you smiled back at him.

“What are you smiling at ?” Luke looked over at you with his own smile on his face, “oh just the house” you smiled at him. 

The drive back into the city was quiet, the two of you got back earlier than expected. You dragged your bags into the room as Luke went to pick up Roxy from the neighbours. You unzipped your bag to find a note on top of your clothes, Luke probably left something for you. 

You unfolded the paper, it wasn’t Luke’s handwriting. It’s one that seemed oddly familiar but you still weren’t sure why. 

“Thank you for bringing love back into this house. 

T.S” 

T.S, Who was T.S? 

It hit you, T.S was Thomas Sharpe. 

Turns out ghosts were real. 

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[is-it-madness]

This is it folks!!! Our last chapter of @fadingfics ‘s story!! A bittersweet ending, but a wonderful one nonetheless 🥳🥳This has been quite the ride and well worth it. I highly recommend you take a read!! You can find it on AO3. I have chapter nineteen linked below.

Summary: Faith and Loki are fuck buddies. Someone who was there when no one else was. When Faith was fucking around with a married man who all of the sudden decided to grow a conscience right after his wife got pregnant with twins. When Loki was cheated on by his fiancée only a couple of weeks before their wedding. It is a comfort thing and they were perfectly fine with it, why make it complicated with a baby? It’s ridiculous!

Chapter 19: Hanging By A Moment

Madness List: This is a list of my reactions, so spoilers below the cut :D

1) ‘Val was humming a song and smiling while scribbling on the daily chart when she heard someone come inside the changing room. Through the glass, she saw Faith getting off Loki’s back and she raised an eyebrow at the couple as they entered.’

🥺🥰🥰

2) ‘“How did I help? By giving up and letting you two dummies figure it out on your own?” Val said, balancing the clipboard on her hip.’

Ummmmmmmmmm 😬

“By being an insisting little bitch. After all, what do you think I did after I left your birthday party?” Loki smiled sweetly.

3) ‘“I thought you would pussy out, to be honest, but I was HOPING that you’d tell Faith that you loved her and had make-up sex all night.”’

Oh ye of little faith. Okay ngl I thought he would too 😳😅

4) ‘“Snitch!” Loki interrupted her, but Faith ignored it.’

😂😂

5) ‘“Great! I think this weekend we’re off. I’ll call you later so you can tell Sif, okay?” Faith said.’

Yay!! Double date!! 😆

5) ‘Loki gave Val a look and followed Faith back to the changing room, only to see Fandral getting in. “Hey guys.” Fandral said with a voice that didn’t sound like his at all.’

Ooooooh 🤭🤭

6) ‘“Doctor Levi.” Val said fixing her eyes on the chart.’

7) ‘Loki was driving Faith back home after the double date they had with Sif and Val. Surprisingly, the dinner had been pleasant, Loki behaved himself, didn't ask too many out of place question and Val wasn't going to kill him, except on the part where he informed Sif about Val's teddy bear actually being the hiding place of her vibrator.’

Why does he know that?? 😭🤣🤣

8) ‘"At least my first wet dream wasn't about our school's 57 years old librarian." Val said as revenge and Loki shut up.’

9) ‘"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." Loki said awkwardly.’

Awwwwwwww 😂😂

10) ‘"Way to sound like an adolescent, Laufeyson." Faith teased, taking his hand in hers and leaning to kiss him. Loki kissed her back.’

I’ll just be dying of cuteness now 🙂

11) ‘"I mean permanently, Faith." He said stroking her cheek and looking into her eyes. "Move in with me."’

Mm hmm. Lemme check.... yup. I’m DECEASED 😭😭

12) ‘"Why wouldn't I be? We spend most of the week at each other's place anyway." Loki said, playing with her fingers. "I figured out it would be nice, you know? Saves trouble when one of us has to pick up clean clothes and saves gas too." Loki half smiled and Faith rolled her eyes. "Always oh-so-practical." Faith giggled. "I want you there every morning, okay? I wanna wake up with you every day." Loki looked into Faith's eyes this time.’

Okayyyyy I guess I’ll just die again.

13) ‘Two weeks later, Faith was emptying her apartment. Some things were thrown away, some of them would be stored and the others were being loaded on Clint's SUV to be taken to Loki's place. As Clint took the last box left down stairs, Faith grabbed her backpack and sighed, looking around the empty apartment.’

"He’s terrified too, you know?" Val got close to Faith a rubbed her shoulder. "He cleaned the whole house twice yesterday, just cause you were coming."

14) ‘When they arrived to Loki's apartment, Faith realized everything was shiny clean and smiled at remembering what Val had told her. Loki had cleaned, vacuumed and dusted the house thoroughly. He even had made space for her in the main closet, thing she thought it was impossible cause Loki had a tendency to never throw things out. When everything was settled, Faith fell on the bed, with Loki by her side. ... "Yes." Loki searched in his pocket. "Close your eyes." Faith shook her head, but did as told. Loki took her hand and put something in her palm. "What-" She said, looking at her hand to find a key ring with two colored keys. "Apartment." He pointed at the pink key. "Front gate." He pointed at the purple key. "Home. Our home." Loki said, kissing her softly.’

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! THIS IS IT!!! THEY’RE FINALLY TOGETHER!!!!!! 😆😆😆😭😭😭

15) ‘"Maybe." Loki chuckled. "But now you have to live with it." And maybe Faith wanted to.’

Perfect ending I’m so soft omgomgomg I have no words just absolutely wonderful 😭😭😭 Thank you so much for writing this and sharing it with us. It truly was a wonderful read ☺️💜💜

[otomelavenderhaze]

Hii Fa! If I could I would pay for the boosts too haha things would be less difficult. What you did there was some nice thinking! And it's even better if you don't regret it.

I'm sure there are going to be so many great four-stars, at least one of them is going to suit me better. Yeah, I'm gonna save for a little while, maybe two weeks more? But, I'm gonna try for sure in this banner, just gotta wait a bit more!

Was Diona good for your team dynamic? If you really liked her, she'll come back... In a year or so....

Oh, so there's this too, this 47-50... The things they don't tell you in the official statements. Wow your sister, it's like getting the perfect grade without studying, admittedly she tries hard, so she has my respect too.

Tho I don't think there's anything wrong in just having fun without doing everything, it's a game and that's what it's for! - I say, while being lazy and not wanting to walk miles in game to find chests. I really mean it, pushing yourself too hard is just not worth it. I only finished one game 100%, and after I hardly worked for months for it, I was leisurely driving my flower car, when the game crashed and never worked again haha

I wonder what these things even are... I see people talking about potions and special foods and I am just ignoring it for now, a die hard gamer routine is something I'll never achieve

So pulling on different banners has a difference in the character's skills? Did I misunderstand it? So the 4 stars are better than the 5 stars that have no proper buildings... hm hm lol this game has a way to make me confused, but it's fine

I'm almost there, I'm in Lvl 15. But 60 primogems after every course, I'll speed up! Funny story, I decided that i wanted to unlock the Liyue area, but I wasn't aware it was Liyue, so I walked up to the statue of the geo archon and resonated with it and unlocked the map! After that I pretended nothing happened, and ignored its existence to avoid spoiling the main plot.

I don't remember well, but yes he was really good, while he was alive I had a lot of fun!

Is your Keqing building going well? She must be really fast if she's quicker than the traveler, since to me they're really swift!

What is this resing system? The blue moons used to collect the prizes? Must suck to play through a lot of things that require them at once, if that's what you mean.

I always do maths for games that I care for and I try to make the smart move about money - besides I never mind waiting in Genshin, I’m cool with collecting it every day and doing my tasks. 

It’s more like... Diona is a cat little baby and I love cats xD besides my only healer is Barbara and Bennett xD which don’t leave me much space to try different things. However, Diona is added to the banner, like I said, all 4 stars in banners will be added to the standard banner, so she’s not lost for me!! 

Besides support ice characters does great combos reactions, some element reactions cause more damage and normally it has to do with fire and ice. 

My sister told me actually that she got it reaching 70 pulls actually D: but yeah, actually the rarest is 45-50 pulls. But yeah, those of 70 and that less one are for single pulls made strategically and you could end up getting one 5 stars or not!! There’s tons of videos about rating and they can explain it better to you than me xD

Yeah, I know right? My sister loves grinding, when she downloaded the game she got so addicted and she wanted to clean everything fast, because this is just how she likes playing games. I’m hella more laid down even if I do grind too. 

ALSO, besides what you said and that I totally agree on, Genshin is the type of game that you should take your time really, precisely because it is not finished yet. 

Don’t worry about potions and food in the start, the game will teach you everything about it and you will get used to it too eventually. 

No, you understood wrong. Or I probably explained it wrong... lemme see... hm... Mihojo is getting better and better at creating 5 stars, they’re learning with the community what kind of characters can balance out the game and which wouldn’t, so there are no characters in the standard banner that can change battle styles in the middle of combat like Childe can OR there’s no character that can strike a meteor with their ult and stop enemies like Zhongli does, those characters got created after that feedback and they’re more “dynamic” than the ones created at first for the game. 

Don’t get me wrong, Diluc is an amazing dps, Qiqi is an amazing healer and Keqing is good at being a dps as well, the 5-star from the standard banners are good ones, but none of them can be as good as the new ones because the new ones are evolving with the game’s mechanics, so there’s a possibility of those characters become outdated in front such better ones. That’s what I meant. 

BUT in long term is easier getting 4 stars, so let’s say that while Diluc is great and all, if you have a Xinyan with 6 constellations, she will be better than a dry (with no constellations) Diluc in theory. Because she will be having a boost from those that will make her stronger. The thing is, the number of 4 stars will increase and it’s going to be harder getting duplicates of them xD 

Ah, I’m pretty sure I did the same with Liyue LOL and you’re indeed almost there!! It worthed, it’s going to be a lot more than 400 primals in that event and you can do the courses any day, they just unlock one everyday, if you play through them all you can get them all in the same day... you just have to not miss the last day or leave it all for one day....... 

I was farming for Keqing and her sword today, I had to stop exactly because of the resin system xD because I ran out of chances to keep collecting things, so I will have to wait and wait and wait kkkkkkkk I can’t really explain everything about the resin’s issues... because I just understand that it takes way too long to accumulate and stops the player from farming enough. 

I recommend you watch a video about it tho, I really don’t think I know how to explain that one to it’s fullest, the issue is better explained from the players that have a real routine in the game and are focused on farming - I’m that type that goofy around xD

AHH, I will keep your ask about Horizon in my inbox for future reference. Yeah, I figured that I shouldn’t fall in love with any side character and not romanticize them, I got that feeling from the beginning. Thank you for the tips, pay pal!! 

[gaylienstage]

Guess who found the (possibly) most ridiculous Megaman article ever. (WARNING: VERY LONG.)

So I was scrolling down Google because I was bored, I have a tendency to type in some of my favorite things onto the search bar and see what comes up, in this case, I typed in something like "megaman x zero" or something, this was like... 5 months ago? Shortly before I started using Tumblr.

Now, this particular article came up after pressing the "more results" button a couple of times, a little bit of context: I'm from Indonesia, so I dunno whether it was just because Google knows where I live that caused the article to show up quickly.

The article was on an Indonesian site called "KINCIR", a site I rarely visited, if I'm being honest, it was called, "7 Karakter Terbaik dari Franchise Mega Man yang Sangat Ikonis", which translates to "7 Iconic Characters from the Mega Man Franchise."

Anyway, I decided to read the article, and hoo boy, this was an amusing read.

Here's a link, I'll be copy-pasting parts of the article and then translating it into English.

(PS: The article was published on the 10th of October last year, and just for the sake of it I'm gonna point out the numerous mistakes the article made, after typing out the translation of each section.)

Trust me, I was cringing all throughout the proccess of reading this.

ORIGINAL:

"Menyambut perilisan game baru Mega Man 11 yang rilis di awal bulan ini, gimana kalau kita sedikit retrospeksi mengenal lagi karakter-karakter ikonis yang ada di waralaba ini? Beberapa karakter tersebut adalah protagonis maupun antagonis yang kita temukan di dalam gamenya. Nuansa dunia futuristik dan karakter robot dengan senjata canggih membuat serial ini memang jadi favorit banyak orang."

TRANSLATION:

"Welcoming the release of Mega Man 11 that will release early this month, what if we did a little retrospective on the iconic characters from this franchise? Some of these characters can be protagonists and/or antagonists that we see in the games, the nuance of a futuristic world and robotic characters with sophisticated weapons makes this series a favorite of many people."

Doesn't seem too far off the mark, until we get into the actual list itself...

ORIGINAL:

1. Mega Man/X

"Karakter biru yang menjadi ikon Mega Man ini akhirnya mendapatkan kode yang menjadi namanya yaitu, X di salah satu game terbaiknya, Mega Man ZX. Sebelumnya, kita mengenal robot biru ini dengan sebutan Mega Man saja atau Rockman untuk serial dari Jepang. Dia adalah wajah waralaba game yang sudah populer sejak 30 tahun lalu. Di hampir semua gamenya, kemampuannya untuk bisa menembakkan energi dari tangan kanannya enggak berubah dan jadi ciri khas yang bikin dia sangat terkenal. Wajar saja kalau dia jadi langganan kalau Mega Man diangkat ke seri crossover seperti Smash Bros atau Marvel VS Capcom."

TRANSLATION:

1. Mega Man/X

"The blue character that has become the icon of Mega Man finally recieved the code that changed him into X in one of the greater games in the series, Mega Man ZX, before that, we knew the blue robot as just Mega Man, or Rockman in Japan, he is the face of a franchise that has been popular for 30 years, in almost all of his games, his main ability is being able to shoot balls of energy from his right hand, this has never changed and has made him more well-known, it's only fair that he is used a lot in other games like Smash Bros. and Marvel vs. Capcom."

ISSUES:

-Ahhh, yes, claiming that X and Rock are the same character is surely a great way to start the list!

-"...changed his name to X in one of he greater games in the series, Mega Man ZX.", Apparently the X series doesn't exist, even so, again, X and the original Mega Man are not the same character.

-Minor nitpick here, but according to the article, "his main ability is being able to shoot small balls of energy from his right hand", with no mention whatsoever to his Buster.

ORIGINAL:

2. Zero

"Karakter protagonis yang biasanya muncul pertama sebagai penjahat ini bisa dibilang sebagai karakter terbaik dan paling keren. Kepribadiannya yang acuh tak acuh ini jadi tekanan cerita yang menarik. Meski X selalu berusaha menjadi teman untuknya, Zero selalu menganggap dirinya sebagai lone wolf alias enggak perlu orang lain untuk mendukungnya. Di beberapa kesempatan, Zero jadi karakter sekunder yang bisa pemain pakai untuk bertualang. Ini mengganti sudut pandang pertarungan menjadi terkesan lebih beat-em-up karena senjata dan kemampuan Zero yang bertumpu pada jarak dekat."

TRANSLATION:

2. Zero

"A protagonist who first appeared as a villain is now arguably one of the greatest and coolest characters, his indifferent personality is a compelling part of the story. Although X tries to be friendly towards him, Zero always sees himself as a lone wolf who doesn't need anyone to support him. On several occasions, he is a secondary playable character that players can use, this changes the gameplay to a more "beat-em-up" style because his weapons have a shorter range."

ISSUES:

-This seems more like a miswording, but Zero did not debut as a villain, rather he originated as one, but we were not shown until X4.

-"...he always thinks of himself as a lone wolf who doesn't need anyone to support him." Sigh... Y'know what? Lemme throw in some quotes said by the Maverick Hunter himself.

"You don't need to worry. Even though we are far away, I have a feeling that I've been protected by his power. We'll get through this." -Zero in Xtreme 2, to Iris, referring to X.

"So be it... But that's why we are the best partners... I'll do what you want... Rest for a while. I will handle it, you can count on me. I won't stop! When an enemy appears... I'll terminate it..." -Zero in Mega Man Zero, to X.

...What did you say about him being a lone wolf and not needing any support from others, author?

ORIGINAL:

3. Dr. Light & Dr. Willy

"Sebagai robot, Mega Man diciptakan oleh dua ilmuwan yakni Dr. Light dan Dr. Willy. Pemain akan menemukan Dr. Light sebagai sosok ayah yang mengenalkan Mega Man kepada dunia dan kelihatan tampil sebagai hologram yang membantu Mega Man dalam perjalanannya. Dia menjadi tokoh yang memberikan Mega Man senjata-senjata baru untuk membantu Mega Man menyelesaikan petualangannya.

Di lain sisi, Dr. Willy adalah antagonis dan mantan asisten Dr. Light yang cemburu karena namanya enggak bersinar dan orang hanya mengingat sosok Thomas Light. Kecemburuannya menuntun dia untuk memprogram ulang Mega Man untuk membantunya mengambil alih dunia. Untungnya, Mega Man mendapat pencerahan dari Light lewat sistem back-up dan meraih kesadarannya untuk menggagalkan rencana Dr. Willy."

TRANSLATION:

3. Dr. Light & Dr. Willy

"As a robot, Mega Man was created by two scientists, namely Dr. Light and Dr. Willy. Players will find Dr. Light as a father figure to Mega Man who introduced him to the world and appears as a hologram to help Mega Man on his journey, he gives Mega Man new weapons to help on his adventure.

On the other hand, Dr. Willy is the antagonist of the series and the former assistant of Dr. Light, who became jealous because Light got all the recognition, his jealousy lead him to reprogram Mega Man to help him take over the world. Thankfully, Mega Man was brought back to his original programming by Dr. Light through a back-up system and thwarted Dr. Willy's plans."

ISSUES:

-"Mega Man was created by two scientists, namely Dr. Light and Dr. Willy."

Uhhh...Proto Man much?

-D'you wanna know why I made Willy bold? IT'S BECAUSE IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE "WILY", WITH ONE L! THE AUTHOR COULDN'T GET HIS NAME RIGHT! I wouldn't even be mad if it was spelt as "Wiley", given that some official materials spell his name that way.

-"appears as a hologram...he gives new weapons to help Mega Man on his adventure."

Um, nope, sorry, that's X, and he doesn't really give out new weapons, he gives out armor parts.

-"Dr. Willy is the antagonist of the series and the former assistant of Dr. Light."

Again, minor nitpick, but they were colleauges, working together, on the same level.

-"...His jealousy lead him to reprogram Mega Man to help him take over the world."

Quint? What are you doing here? This doesn't happen untill much later!

-"Thankfully, he was brought back to his original programming by Dr. Light through a back-up system-"

Just...no.

ORIGINAL:

4. Shadow

"Selain Zero, tokoh antagonis yang juga jadi baik dan membantu Mega Man dalam petualangannya adalah sosok Shadow atau Shadow Man. Salah satu robot humanoid yang mempunyai kemampuan dan ciri khas seperti ninja ini bisa dimainkan oleh pemain dalam beberapa kesempatan. Dia punya kemampuan unik untuk kebal dari duri dan bisa melemparkan senjata khusus ang membantu Mega Man dan Zero untuk berjalan lebih jauh."

TRANSLATION:

4. Shadow

"Besides Zero, another antagonist that later reformed was Shadow or Shadow Man. A humanoid robot who reseembles and has the characteristics of a ninja who can ocassionally be playable, he has the special ability to be immume to spikes and can throw special weapons that help Mega Man and Zero go further."

ISSUES:

-If you read the article via the link, you should know that the article seems to be talking about Shadow from Command Mission and Shadow Man from Mega Man 3 as if they were the same character, and yet they use a picture of X'S SHADOW ARMOR in the article...oh god.

-How the hell is Shadow OR Shadow Man an antagonist turned good guy?

-They aren't playable, unless the author is talking about the Shadow Armor, even then the Shadow Armor isn't a character.

-"...can throw special weapons that help Mega Man and Zero go further."

Huh?

ORIGINAL:

5. Fenri Lunaedge

"Banyak karakter baru yang berubah di jalan cerita yang berkembang di dunia Mega Man. Ini berdampak kepada perubahan karakter-karakter musuh yang diganti di beberapa kesempatan. Semenjak serial Mega Man memperkenalkan jalan cerita Mega Man - X ada komplotan penjahat yang dikenal dengan sebutan Mutos Reploid. Sala satu Mutos Reploid yang paling ikonis adalah Fenri yang berwujud serigala. Dengan bisa memanipulasi es, setiap stage bernuansa dunia salju pasti berkesan kalau kita bisa menemukan Fenri di akhir perjalanannya."

TRANSLATION:

5. Fenri Lunaedge

"There are many new characters that change in the Mega Man storyline, this impacts the enemies that are changed in the games occasionally, after the Mega Man universe introduced the Mega Man X storyline, there's a gang of villains known as the Mutos Reploids, one of the most iconic Mutos Reploids is Fenri, who takes the form of a wolf and can manipulate ice, each stage with the nuance of snow is truly memorable if we can find Fenri at the end of the journey."

ISSUES:

-Oh, so the X series does exist, BUT FENRI'S A ZERO CHARACTER!

-"The enemies that are changed in the games occasionally."

Uhhh, if you mean regular bosses, those are changed nearly every game.

-Ever since when were the Mutos Reploids a gang?

-That part around the end...huh?

ORIGINAL:

6. Proto-Man

"Selain X dan adiknya, Roll, Dr. Light juga menciptakan salah satu robot yang sangat kuat yakni Proto-Man. Dia adalah robot pertama yang dibuat oleh Dr. Light. Untungnya, Proto Man jadi sosok kakak yang mendukung Mega Man untuk bisa mengalahkan Dr. Willy dan enggak menjadi jahat. Kekuatannya yang bisa dibilang cukup kuat dia gunakan untuk kebaikan. Meski bersembunyi dalam bayang-bayang, Proto-Man akan datang membantu X ketika dia dibutuhkan."

TRANSLATION:

6. Proto-Man

"Other than X and his younger sister, Roll, Dr. Light also created an exceptionally powerful robot named Proto Man, he was the first robot Dr. Light had ever built, Proto Man is an older brother to Mega Man who supports him in defeating Dr. Wily and has never become an enemy, he instead keeps using his power for good, although he hides in the shadows, he helps X when it's necessary."

ISSUES:

-Author, please understand that Mega Man and X are different characters.

-Roll is not really a younger sister, she was built alongside Rock, technically making her his twin.

-"...has never become an enemy." Break Man would like to talk with you.

ORIGINAL:

7. Omega

"Dalam cerita yang ada di Mega Man, ada satu ciptaan Dr. Willy yang sangat berbahaya. Dia adalah Omega, reploid yang diciptakan untuk menyatukan dunia baru yang dikontrol oleh robot. Dengan kekuatan dan ukuran yang sangat besar, Omega jadi salah satu Boss penting di beberapa seri seperti Megaman 3 dan Megaman ZX. Dia juga bisa menjadi Omega Fusion yang dibentuk dari X, Zero dan dirinya sendiri yang membuatnya jadi reploid paling kuat dan bisa menghancurkan apapun."

TRANSLATION:

7. Omega

"In Mega Man lore, there's a particular creation of Dr. Wily who is extremely dangerous, he is Omega, a Reploid created to make a world ruled by robots. With his great strength and size, Omega has become an important boss in several games like Mega Man 3 and Mega Man ZX. He can also fuse with X and Zero to become an even stronger Reploid that is capable of destroying everything."

ISSUES:

-Omega wasn't created by Dr. Wily, he was already long dead by then, he was created by Dr. Weil.

-Omega didn't even exist in the time of Mega Man 3, let alone be a boss in that game.

-Omega cannot fuse with other Reploids, the article may be referring to the Biometals, but even then, only Model X can fuse with other Biometals, and it is impossible for a 3-Biometal-Fusion if I remember correctly.

Whoever wrote this article must've not actually touched enough lore to make this list, I'm not trying to insult the author, I'm just saying it's very misinformative.

And why have weird choices like Shadow and Fenri Lunaedge? They aren't nearly as iconic as Tron Bonne, Green Biker Dude, Bass, Axl or Lan, have you ever met someone, asked them, "do you know what Mega Man is?" And hear them reply with, "Oh yeah! That video game series with Fenri Lunaedge!"

This list was weird.

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DP Plot - Storyline help

So I was writing a fanfic where full Danny and Pariah fuse (like Dan) and I had two options one this prompt which I will post right here or Insane!Danny straight up V*res Pariah's core (for a valid reason I swear) because he is insane. I did this because I want the reader's to know Danny is fucking crazy and is basically the Bill Cipher of the DP universe. So lemme know watchu think PLEASE!

The leader of the frost giants sighed in contemplation as he listened to the older halfa words.

"You're insane Vlad. Waking the Great One up in such a manner is sure to taint him and giving your record for these things I'd rather not risk it."

"And for how long do you intend to keep him asleep? Surely you must have realized that he WILL die if he doesn't come out of this soon, Frostbite." Vlad argued.

"His core may be fractured but it still functions as long as it remains here! He will be fine. Nocturne has agreed to keep him in a stable condition."Frostbite growled signaling to the jar containing a blue crystal orb. Although retaining its round shape it was in shards as if in need of an adhesive to keep it together. The current adhesive was a small purple misty band.

"Its. Been. Thirteen. YEARS!" Vlad growled back. "He hasn't aged a day but his peers are already courting. At this rate, they may as well die before he has the chance to crack an eye open. What do you think that'll do to him?"

"What do YOU think fusing his core with that BEAST's will do to him?" Frostbite stalked over to Plasmius and grabbed his shirt. Bringing his face close. "Our cores are our very souls, Plasmius and for him its that and his heart. As his godfather, I understand that you want him to live but if we do this how sure are you that he will even survive? How sure are you that he would remember who he is? That he wouldn't become a beast just like him?" The silence was tense and neither said a word. "The updates from Nocturne show that the Great One is stable but even HE won't be able to fix this if you mess up.'

"I know him. He can overcome it. He defeated Pariah once so I'm sure he can do it again." Frostbite saw the certainty in his red eyes and released the older halfa.

"Very well." He sighed defeated. " I'm sure you've seen Lord Clockwork about this matter before you came to see me." The Frost Giant took his silence as a yes. "I see, so I would not be mistaken to assume you have brought the materials needed for the transfusion?"

"You know me too well," Plamius said with a smirk. While the ring of rage and the crown are in your possession correct" Frostbite nodded. "I've gotten the old tyrants core right here." He said as he pulled out three thermoses from his bag.

They were not like the others that Frostbite had ever seen the Great one use. Instead of silver and green, these were purple and red. They had a see-through chamber in between their torsos. The one to the left contained a core, not unlike a sea urchin. It was somewhat round but was covered in deadly looking spikes dripping with a tar-like liquid the Frost Giant hadn't seen before while the one to the right was filled with ectoplasm. The middle one remained empty. They were placed on a console on some sort and tubes were plugged to their side both leading to the middle empty thermos.

After the setup Plasmius reverted back to Masters causing Frostbite to lift a furry eyebrow at his clothes. He was wearing a deep red hazmat suit. Vladimir turned to face him covering his face and greying hair with hazmat face protection.

"Just to be safe. I don't want my signature to interfere with this and this will keep it from doing just that. After we bring him in here I need you and everyone in the vicinity to be cleared out of at least this cave. Can you get that done?" Vlad said fixing his grey gloves.

"I believe so but I must warn you if I remove him you must work fast. Without his core, if his body thaws he'll die." 'And I'll kill you.' Was a threat that Masters understood. "Nocturne has also been informed so the Great One is also being prepared subconsciously to be awakened."

"Don't worry about that." He held his hand out to the Frost Giant who reluctantly gave Vlad their Saviour's fractured Core. " Bring Daniel and place him on the table. Like you said we need to work fast." Frostbite left immediately.

The old Halfa looked at the core and sighed. 'I can't believe he agreed to this.'

"Are you ready for this Daniel?" He asked the blue broken shards that only slightly resembled the orb they once were. 'Please work.'

He gently placed the core shards in the vacant thermos causing to shine bright blue as it floated in its container.

"Skulker. The gauntlets."

The hunter deactivated his invisibility and handed him the glove like machine now modified not to remove the ghost from a person but to modify the structure of one. It had taken the better part of the thirteen years to create these changes but he had done it.

"I still need you on standby... Just in case it fails." Skulker simply nodded and became invisible.

"Plasmius." Frostbite had returned and was carrying his charred body covered in white sheets. The scars hadn't healed and to the untrained eye, he was just a victim to a horrible fire but that was far from the case.

He was so willing to give his life for so many and nobody besides some of the frost giants, Clockwork, himself and Skulker knew he was still alive. Even his family and friends had mourned and forgotten him.

"Are you ready?" Frostbite asked as he laid the boy down and hooked him up to the medical equipment he had summoned to the room. The heart monitor showed his pulse and heart beat which moved like they were in slow motion.

"The question is - Is he?" Vlad asked softly at the sight of the younger halfa. It still made his stomach curl at the sight of him like this. He couldn't believe the boy had lived through the entire ordeal, even if he was less human than he was, to begin with. That catastrophe would and should have killed anyone.

"We have an hour for the transplant so I advise that you use your time wisely. The people in these parts have been distributed elsewhere so no one will interrupt us now." The Frost Giant locked the doors and sighed suddenly looking much older as he glared at the man. "Vladimir if this fails..."

"It won't," Vlad said firmly. "I may have done many crazy things in the past but I do love Daniel as if he were my son. I would be lying to say that I'm not s-scared to fail but that's because he does not deserve that." He stated and if anyone heard his stutter no one mentioned it. "Okay. Let's begin we have already wasted too much time."

After entering the password into the machine it the ectoplasm began to slowly drain itself into the blue core's chamber as the same happened with Pariah's core. The blue core pulsed almost uncertain to accept before it began to sink the mix.

Thirty minutes in, the heart monitor spiked and Danny began to twitch.

"I thought you said an hour!" Vlad said as he watched the boy's face contort in pain. He felt horrible the boy was in an uncomfortable rest for more than a decade and the first thing he feels during his 'resurrection' is pain.

The thermoses began to tumble violently, cackling with electricity that promptly shocked Vlad who tried to stabilize it. Both the chambers on the left and right proceeded to drain their content at a rapid pace some how suffocating the halfa's core. Pariah's core fading as it drains.

"Plasmius, what's happening? Is this supposed to be happening?" Vlad remained silent as he began to rapidly type on the keypad on the controls. "VLAD!" He roared.

"Look would you be quiet! If you haven't noticed, I'm trying to save his life." Vlad hissed.

The core shards began to lose hue and fade as they made no sign of coming back together. His core, his heart, was failing.

It was obvious that Frostbite was restraining himself to a great degree but he could see that Vlad was also under pressure as he could potentially lose the boy. He thought about where he would have been if he hadn't taken the brunt of the blast. If the people had listened to his warnings. If they hadn't caught him. He would have had more time but fate seemed to work against him. Even now Vlad kept trying to work through this. He may look like one but he wasn't a monster.

The beeping grew erratic and the thermos to the right (containing the ectoplasm) crashed causing the chamber to explode. As if that wasn't shocking enough another ghost appeared beside Vlad and created a shield to protect Vlad, himself and The great one from the blast. It was the hunter ghost, Skulker.

"Vlad we need to stop, if we continue we'll only damage it further. Remove his core." Skulker said.

"NO! We can't, I can't turn my back on this, on him. Not again." Vlad's voice heavily dripped with an emotion the frost giant had never truly heard on the older halfa. Guilt. Honestly, it made Vlad look older than he actually was.

He didn't want to make assumptions on fear that he might get angry that this halfa was actually acting on force hope and impulse and the fact that they were not alone, but he decided he would deal with it if, no, not if, when they revived the Great One.

The beeping had not stopped but there was a reaction from the Great One who was heavily panting. The shards had began to descend into a bluish purple with flecks of red in the broken shards which were slowly sealing themselves with the tar like essence of Pariah's core. Vlad seemed to notice this and gave a sigh of relief and shrugged Skulker off.

"Look now it working h-"

The last two thermos crashed with Daniel's core in it. A ghostly wail erupted almost immediately.

So that's it peeps that or Danny v*res Pariah's core. This version makes Vlad the staple father figure. Quick and easy. The other version Danny seizes the throne by force and honestly threatens Fright Knight into serving him because Danny doesn't want to kill him even though he kills the general draguar ghost in charge of his torture almost immediately. (Because Danny does not like his tongue chopped off.) So what do you guys think?