#but seriously im just so sick of seeing it

[potchi-fics]

zaun (part three of attention)

i | ii | iii

      rays of sunshine creep through the tiny cracks of your blinds, waking you up from your deep slumber. the moment you open your eyes, you let out a groan of annoyance. what’s worse is it hurts when you swallow, you feel a slight throbbing in your head, and you feel sluggish. you think that you might be sick. just in time, your alarm clock screams. a slam of your hand shuts it up: shut up, im already up. you force yourself out of bed and opt for a quick shower– grabbing your towel and necessities, you walk to your bathroom. thanks to your shampoo and soap, you manage to smell like lavender and vanilla; a scent youve always adored.

stripping your clothes, you step under the showerhead and turn it on– letting the cold water hit your somehow hot body. im gonna run a fever, arent i. you grumble in irritation, but you focus on the water hitting you, pondering about your interaction with sevika. now that you think about it, its been a couple of days since her last visit. a single question runs into your mind: maybe i should go to zaun again, it is my day-off. 

youve made up your mind, you’ll explore the city. 

laying out clothes on your bed, picking your choice of outfit; black cargo pants paired with black shirt, layered with a coat, and black boots– cant forget your trusty dagger. you check your watch and you figure you’d be there in a couple of minutes. with one final look at yourself in the mirror, you head out.

the bustling city fills all your senses, i probably wont get used to this. this time, you fully take in zaun– kids playing on the streets, drunkards already drinking, elders talking to each other, everyone seems lively today you thought. putting your hands in your pockets, you turn into an alleyway. markus was right, curiosity will get you killed. while walking, you see a child crying in his grandmother's arms and of course, you being a nosy woman, listened to them.

“but grandma,” he wails out, “i really love that radio. why’d they have to destroy it?”

his grandma rubs his head comfortingly, “hush now, ill buy you a new one.”

      you know that look in her eyes, that guilt and regret swimming in her eyes: she wont be able to buy one. look, you werent always a piltie, but that story can be told another time. absentmindedly, your feet bring you to them. you were only snapped back to reality when you hear her ask.

“what do you want? we dont have anything anymore.” the elder hisses out.

you raise your arms, “im not here to take anything, im here to see if i can fix your radio.”

what?

“what?”

this is what i get for being nosy, “i know a few things about ‘em.”

      but the twinkle in the boy’s eyes, his sniffles quieting down, and hugging his grandma tighter? you had to do something. 

“r-really?” he’s a timid little kid.

you slowly kneel beside them, “yeah, kid. ill try to fix it, cant promise you though.”

      you take a look around their house– its small and messy, considering theyre living in an alley, you cant judge. tools that you can use are tucked away in a box in the corner, thinking theyre good enough. seeing that youre eyeing them, the kid hurriedly brings you the box. thanking him, you carefully grab the radio; its old, and run-down, but it works. using a flathead, you disassemble it.

“its not broken, luckily.” you take a glance at the two, “the screws are loose, so you just have to tighten them again.”

      you turn it on once you assemble it back to its original form, a small smile creeps into your face as you hear static before hearing voices.

the grandma brings out her waller, “how much do i need to pa–”

“dont mind,” you stand up to interrupt her, “its my day off.”

her face shows gratitude but her eyes show seriousness, “dont give kindness here easily, kid.”

      your eyebrows furrow, confused by her comment. you could only offer them a nod before making your way deeper into the alleyway, relieved you could fix the radio. before turning, you hear the kid yell a thank you which makes you chuckle. but your victory is cut short when you hear a fight going on. your instincts turning on, you put your back against the wall and take a peek behind it.

its sevika. and shes not looking good. her arm isnt working, she’s outnumbered: she looks like she’s about to pass out. debating whether you should help, you watch for a few seconds. one man was about to punch her but you quickly jumped in to block it. her eyes met yours almost immediately, however, you ignored her and put yourself between her and them.

“you shouldnt be here, pretty little thing.” the middle guy snarled. 

you only stare at them, “i really dont give a fuck. like, at all.”

      guess that pissed him off because he quickly charges at you but you trip him and stepped aside to give him to sevika, seeing the vulnerable man heading her way, she quickly uses her right hand to punch him in the face. on the other side, you were dealing with two guys. one rushes to throw a fist but you evade by ducking and giving the other man a punch in the liver: a body shot, he crumbles down to his knees– giving you the chance to deal with the other. 

“lousy,” you comment, jabbing him and hitting his nose, “weak, unfocused, poor execution.”

      with every insult, you land hit after hit. he bares his yellow teeth at you while holding his bloody nose and mouth. you feel arms around your torso– throwing your lower body in the air and forcibly throwing yourself down, you make the clingy man stumble forward– hitting his buddy. your gaze goes back to sevika and you see her getting pinned to the wall. quickly grabbing your dagger, you make your way to them and slash the back of his knees, making him let go of her. sevika pants but lands a hit to his jaw– knocking him out cold.

you turn to look at the other two, only to see their back turned against you, already running away. cowards. hearing her groans and labored breathing, you turn around and help her up– putting her arm around your shoulder and trying to support her weight.

“i didnt need your help,” sevika grunts out.

you sneer back, “sure, sure. you look like you were winning actually.”

      she tries to escape your hold but right now, you are much stronger than her. you scold her and force her to hold onto you. 

“dont play with me right now, sevika. my head is already hurting,” you warn her.

sevika huffs out, “just this once. i have a safe house somewhere around here, its not far.”

      scared that she was gonna bleed out, you briskly walk, but still gently handling her. after a few minutes, you reach an abandoned building. she leads this time. this place is a goddamn maze, the smell of wood and cigarette brings you back to reality, the door to her safe house opening. 

you take in the sight, you snort at the messy place. she limps to sit on her couch, letting you close and lock the door. you rush to her to assess her injuries: bruises, cuts, and a wound that would probably need stitches.

“you got a kit?” you ask but youre already rummaging through her things.

she snorts, “bathroom, lower cabinet.”

      making a beeline for it, you hurriedly walk to her bathroom. seeing the kit, you let out a breath of relief and grab yourself a few ointments and a wet cloth. you go back to her and she looks like she’s really about to pass out. your voice wakes her up, making her stare at you.

“this is gonna sting,” you prepare the stitch to start.

she dismisses your comment with a wave of her bloody hand, “this is nothing.”

      only breaths and occasional groans from her fill the quiet room, giving your entire focus to finishing her stitch. snipping the thread, you move on to clean her wounds with the wet cloth you grabbed earlier– dabbing and rubbing the blood away, sevika lets the calming action take over her. too tired and worn out to complain. roughly twenty minutes pass and you finally reach her face; taking a moment to stare at her, your eyes roam from her eyebrows, down to her nose, and travel down to stare at her lips. 

“you done starin’ at me?” though her eyes are still closed, you figure she mightve felt your gaze.

warm cloth meets her skin, “wasnt staring at you, i was starin’ at your wounds, asshat.”

      she suddenly grabs you by the waist to pull you to her, your hands landing on her chest to steady yourself. 

“what are you doing.” red paints your ears.

she chuckles lowly, a sound that makes you want to rub your thighs together, “im only making it easier for you.”

“actually, this is harder for me,” you manage to blur out, “stupid.”

      you attempt to pull away but her hold only tightens around you. sevika finally opens her eyes to look at you and you realize: blood loss. 

she looks intently at you, slowly leaning in and putting her nose into your throat– inhaling your scent. you flush at this, the redness covering your entire face now. sevika drags her nose up to the side of your neck, finding your pulse; youre scared she’s gonna feel how fast its pulsing. your hand grips her bicep, feeling the muscle and how solid her body is. your eyes shut as her nose travels up your jaw, her lips just grazing your skin. 

“you shouldnt have come back here,” she whispers out.

      you didnt know it was possible to be closer to her but she grounded you on her crotch– making you straddle her. she pushed you down into her, emitting a throaty groan from her. you, on the other hand, are breathless, you cant think properly, your ears are ringing, and your hands are shaking. she kisses your jaw, resulting in you opening your eyes.

your hand that’s holding the cloth squeezes between the two of you and positions itself on her forehead to push her away. her head lolls back as she finally sleeps. Ignoring the fire in your abdomen, one thought crosses your mind: fuck, that did things to you. 

note: finally building tension

[extravagav]

Yk I never did truly recover from the sick fic chapter

[reel-fear]

Genuinely so curious who Mike thinks is gonna be buying The Cage or the new DCTL GN bc with the way he tweets as far as he's concerned, it's not gonna be:

The queer people he has actively admitted he will never show any representation of in the games.

2. The POC he has actively fought against representing in his franchise. [Who he also mocked for thinking they would be represented in his franchise]

3. The Bendy fandom which has always been concerned with topics of diversity esp in the sense of queer people since its creation. Who he has responded to really poorly esp in regards to the GN.

4. The fans who critique him. [He blocked me for doing so lol]

5. His fans in general who he tweets about like this currently. [He's being vague about why people were mad at him or sent him 'nasty messages' because if you actually looked into why you'd see he was in the wrong. Either way, a very hateful way to speak abt ur own fanbase.]

Reminder while Mike is trash talking his fans he has always treated them rather poorly. The fans who won the fanart contest for Chapter 5 never got their posters actually in game due to it being rushed. Not only was chapter 5 a big slap to the face story wise, but it was literally so rushed he couldn't be bothered to add in the art his fans gave him for his game FOR FREE. [Meatly blames this on a crazy timeline, reminder him and Mike are the literal ceos of this company. The proposal of future updates here is also pretty cruel considering Mike nowadays happily admits he corrupted Chapter 5's source code and therefore literally can't update it At All currently. Because he is a moron]

At least they got to be in Boris and the dark survival, and by that I mean that was the Only game they got to be in so far, isn't that just treating your fans like you love them? Shoving their hard work into a spin off game almost nobody has played or addresses much. [Hell, who knows if with the Lone Wolf rebrand they'll even stay there. In which case they'll be in None of the games, only in the credits of BATIM]

6. The Bendy fans who just generally disagree with him on stuff. Like the new ink demon design where there is literally a public poll showing people generally prefer the old one.

7. The Bendy fans who can see he is actively lying to them. To their fucking faces.

He says this has always been the case, but screenshots and links to tweets regarding the books being canon prove it was not. Does he really think bendy fans are stupid or something? [Unless he's admitting here he lied to Kress when he told her the books were canon which sounds worse!]

8. Anyone who doesn't like the idea of giving money to a guy who laid off tons of employees then afterwards thought it was a great idea to express his anti-union views! Also brag about how good of an employer he was, according to his employees, he was not!

So in summary; Mike is an awful person who has not learned anything from the awful things he did. I will not be purchasing The Cage because, combined with this and his absolute refusal to take any kind of critique or see any differing interpretation of his franchise, I have no reason to think my problems with the franchise will ever be addressed or fixed. I probably will pirate The Cage along with any future Bendy Products [Including the movie] and will do my best to avoid giving it any kind of monetary support. Unless this changes any time soon, I can't see myself making anymore positive Bendy posts soon.

Mike has just managed to make it so hard to speak positively or optimistically of this franchise when he's so willing to broadcast how little he cares about it or its fans. I'm at the point where I refuse to pull any of my punches with my problems with it. What's the point of trying to play nice with my critique when either way the people creating it don't care?

So with this post, I want to invite anyone who feels similarly about the franchise to tell me, make a post or send an ask talking about how all of this makes you feel. It may not change how things are, but genuinely seeing other people share my feelings of anger makes me feel better. It feels nice to see when other people share our same concerns and worries. I'd also love to know if anyone else thinks they'll be avoiding purchasing Bendy products over this.

I'm not forcing anyone to participate in it nor trying to say anyone who doesn't supports mike but genuinely maybe if we can collectively decide to boycott things like the movie, graphic novel and The Cage... It might at least make the bendy devs acknowledge how much they have destroyed their own fandom's faith and trust in them.

The way Mike tweets about his actions like he had no control over why people were mad at him at least proves to me he takes NONE of it back nor regrets it. If you didn't know about his actions and only went off his tweets, you would be led to believe Mike has been needlessly picked apart by fans over things he couldn't control [or in his own words, had his words twisted and taken out of context]. That is not how you speak about your actions if you have actually learned better from them.

anyway, that has been my bendy dev callout post. This is an open invitation to anyone feeling similarly upset about the way the franchise is going to talk about it. It's genuinely nice to see how people feel about this and the more we talk about the more it's likely the bendy devs are forced to address our concerns. I don't think they will but hey, that's why I'm not gonna support them with my money anymore nor am I gonna be nice to them in any content I make critiquing Bendy. I mean I'm also basically making this post just in case anyone asks me Why I feel this way towards to bendy devs/as a way to respond to anyone who thinks I am too harsh in my critique in the future.

As always, it seems the best part of Bendy isn't actually anything about canon but about what the fan's are creating with the ideas Bendy failed to do anything interesting with.

Also the books, the books slap.

[ame-to-ame]

still working on tweening and etc but small self-indulgent sneak peek hehe

[cinderpaw11]

I'm sick of DILFs. what about DILAM (dads I'd like to adopt me).

[badnewswhatsleft]

WAIT.......patrick smirking to himself while singing elton john's parts during srar SAVE ME...........

(source) at around 1:00 onwards...... im being so serious look at his little face.......

[hybbat]

You know I've had a lot of posts on my dash about Lizzie including 3 fics... And all of them are about how she is ignored for the men.

I've not seen any of the content they're complaining about, and I've not seen any of the content they're asking for...

You know you can just... make content about Lizzie. Instead of content about the lack of content. You can just draw her or write about her or make headcanons and essays about her, instead of about how there isn't any.

We get it, nobody is talking about her. So, please just actually talk about her?

[stressfulsloth]

I think that what the disco elysium people said about Harry and Kim was the best way to put it. "Somewhere in the multiverse, Kim and Harry kiss." Because they're both so full of *potential*, both for wonderful and terrible things, and you *know* that in some worlds they full on hate each other. Harry can be a full on fascist; he's definitely been aggressive/racist/homophobic before the amnesia, there's no way Kim's entertaining his bullshit in that kind of playthrough if he makes no effort to change. And on the other side, Kim can be an absolute terror despite his calm facade- repressed, unflexible, patient with Harry only because he's a fellow cop, a committed *ex-moralist*. There are so many potential outcomes, so many different ways for them to fuck up, so many new and unique ways for them to be terrible together.

But then there's the multiverse where everything works out and nobody says the awful things they're thinking and maybe instead of pushing beyond Kim's boundaries by trying to can-open him, Harry helps him work through the repression and fear of change, and on the other side maybe Kim doesn't get frustrated by Harry's sheer chaos and just tries to be some stability in his life instead. They have *fun* together. They're playing board games. They wear matching jackets and sit on swings together whistling. And in that universe, maybe they get to be happy.

[marcusarmstrong]

with all the shitty shitty doctors in the world im genuinely so grateful for mine

[toriliashine]

Multiclassed wyll into a warlock/ranger. Best decision I've ever made, live your Disney princess with a gun truth man

[tickletails]

Going into the search tab looking for tickle content for a certain fandom and then getting jumpscared by my own posts

[nejackdaw]

Been keeping Ingjard with me while I (1) try and develop her and (2) hunt down dragon priests (bc I want to do that this time before going to Solstheim) and I have in fact been having thoughts. Some new, some just expanded upon, idk I think the whole "exploring Nordic history with the Nord" thing is working.

But anyway, the first and main thing you really notice about her is that she's, well, fucking rude. Her voice type is [FemaleCondescending] and it is exactly what it says on the tin. She's snappy, rude, derisive, combative and too competitive, etc etc. And tbh, I don't blame her. There's a ton of dialogue from Nord women about being seen as less than Nord men, reduced to being their wife/sister/whatever instead of, well, them. Olfina in Whiterun has the challenging passing dialogue line "what's the matter? Can't stand the sight of a strong nord woman?" that's stuck with me since the first time I walked past her. Ingjard takes pride in being a warrior and, well, I'm sure no one made it easy for her. "Being one of the guys" was probably a large goal just because maybe then they MIGHT see her as an equal. Might. And that in itself is one hell of a battle considering, well, what I've lined up. I'd be a raging asshole too if I had to fight just for the chance to.... Well, fight. She expects people to look down on her and expect her to "prove" herself. By being a dick right off the bat she's going ahead and skipping past the "weak/subservient woman/warrior cosplayer" expectation that she thinks she has to fight from everyone 24/7, and with a lifetime of suppressed anger, it comes easily.

Semi related, she's also WEIRDLY hostile when you heal her. Like incredibly. Ingjard if I just stood there and let a dragon keep biting me while I whacked it with a hammer and I'm clinging to life and my companion heals me, my first response would NOT be condescension. And yet. The woman that you are. (Also YES that was what happened the first time I triggered the dialogue line. Just stood there like a fucking madman.) Like I get it, she's a scrapper, she has a potentially fatal amount of pride, she's too stubborn to ask for help, but to be nearly dead and have your immediate response upon being healed be "I suppose you think you're better than me because you can do that"? Girl, what the fuck. What mage hurt you. And idk I'd been toying with the idea of her having a sibling (why are all the kids in Skyrim single children except for like. Two pairs) and considering how much she has to struggle to have anyone respect her, much less see potential in her, wouldn't it absolutely fucking suck to have a slightly younger male sibling who (1) not only doesn't have to go through that but (2) IMMEDIATELY gains EXTRA respect and favor because he can. Cast spells. You're young and growing and struggling to help around the house and the hard work is acknowledged and appreciated and then some genius, magic brat comes along and suddenly, well, you don't exist. He's faster and more efficient and more useful and you're quickly losing the one place you had for yourself that you DIDN'T have to carve out with bloody nails. And yeah. They all think he's better than her because he can do that.

Unrelated but anyway considering when you ask her why she joined the Dawnguard her response is "something bad happens, word spreads. More bad things happen, people worry. The more they worry, the more they talk about it" that's kinda WILD. She follows this up with "I've been hearing rumors for a bit now. I was glad to find out not only the bad rumors were true" and like. WOW! What a tiny little gem we've been handed for characterization. Because what Ingjard actually just said is "bad things happen, people talk. Things keep happening and they keep talking. I'm not talking, I'm doing something about it." You love to see it! Anyway this is why I feel like she could have been a mercenary for a while before joining the Dawnguard, because she doesn't sit around and WORRY, she gets shit DONE. Plus the rough and wretched vibes suit her, ya know. Can't quit won't quit, gotta carve a place out for yourself.

Anyway (x3), a couple more headcanons/ideas that are either half formed in the aether without solid backing or just. Small things:

(1) Undercut Ingjard, because again I saw undercut Lae'zel fanart and something clicked into place (Ingjard having long hair has always been odd to me for some reason. Like it didn't feel like it suited her. This spices it up at least)

(2) she has a whale tattoo, because like every other Nord warrior, she hopes to cross the whale bone bridge when she dies. Idk where it's at, don't ask me. Probably somewhere along her spine (neck/shoulder area maybe?)

(3) #1 brawler on the team and she insists that if you're reliant on your weapon, you're a loser. Refuses to go easy on anyone when sparring/teaching them to brawl because "if it doesn't hurt, what's the point? You'll learn faster not to let me punch you in the face again, won't you."

(4) Gets physical when she's feeling too much or has too much going on. The exertion is familiar and whatever task she's doing (training, gathering firewood, etc) is something she has a lot of control over and familiarity with. Productive, and this paradoxically lends itself to her having a ton of problems, but also having an incredibly level head due to all the work that needs to get done. The head just isn't always on right.

(5) Tall. She's like 6'2" because I said so. Ingjard 🤝 Gunmar "big brute of a Nord"

[ribcagebonemeal]

nonsense post today is how i loooooooove sgt. peppers and idek WHY. I JUST DO!!!!! besides the beatles 2069, I just find the costumes, songs, history behind it, and facts so fascinating. like i could go on and on about that dang album guys. i think about it non stop Constantly. ily sgt. peppers ur my everything, DONT bring up the album around me bro.

[ashfdhfgdsfk]

might remake to a new account entirely and change the name i go by

[collgeruledzebra]

things i wish everyone a very shut the fuck up about in other tags this new year:

- barbie/oppenheimer

- the magnus archives

[spirit-praise-and-beauty]

fucksakes yall im gonna cry. please fucking reblog art dont just like it. thanks.