#but the way in which they are fascinated by each other is different

[reasonsforhope]

Sports have gotten more and more environmentally friendly, whether it's by reducing plastic waste at arenas, or producing medals with recycled materials. But what if the sport itself was devoted to directly helping the planet? Take a look at SpoGomi, a competitive sport in which teams collect garbage and litter within a time limit and specified area. People get to exercise and improve their communities while simultaneously reducing pollution. It's an overall win!

The name “SpoGomi” comes from “sports” and “gomi,” which means “trash” in Japanese. SpoGomi was created in Japan in 2008 as a way to promote trash collecting in an effort to aid the environment and push back on the climate crisis. “The marine litter problem is becoming increasingly serious worldwide,” reads a message from SpoGomi. “Approximately 80% of the garbage in the ocean is said to come from land (cities), and picking up garbage is the ‘last line of defense' to prevent this from happening. By connecting countries and people, we have expanded our circle even further around the world.”

Now, supported by The Nippon Foundation, the sport is so popular that there are competitions around the world, including the first SpoGomi World Cup, which was held in Japan in November 2023. People from 20 countries and all of Japan's prefectures participated, with the UK team coming out in first place.

SpoGomi is more than simply picking up trash, though, as there's a whole set of rules. These game rules are flexible depending on the area and litter to be picked up. Generally, teams are made up of three to five members who have to collect as much trash as possible within a designated area and time limit. The most common duration is an hour for picking up trash plus another 20 minutes to correctly sort it.

Some trash can be extra damaging to the environment or harder to spot, meaning each piece of litter gets a different amount of points. According to Nippon.com, the rules for World Cup regional preliminary rounds have burnable and nonburnable trash at 10 points per 100 grams, cans and bottles at 12 points, and PET plastic bottles at 25 points. The crown jewel of competitive trash picking are cigarette butts, which will get the team 100 points each.

Other rules stipulate that teams cannot pick up trash that is already in bins that belong to someone else. Since everything must fit into the trash bags that are provided, they cannot pick hazardous waste or bulky items either. And since this is meant to improve the local area, any method of transportation other than walking is frowned upon.

In the end, all participants can bask in the pride of making the environment just a little bit cleaner and healthier. Udagawa Takayasu, a spokesperson for The Nippon Foundation, even admits, “I participated in a preliminary tournament held in Japan just last weekend. Although our team could not win and I faced frustration, the city became markedly cleaner. I think it's one of the fascinating aspects of SpoGomi, even if you don't win, it leaves you with a positive sentiment.”

-via My Modern Met, May 20, 2024

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Hell yeah, gamify this shit!

[mooblesandsoups]

The life series is truly one of my favorite pieces of media ever alongside other smps

Everyone just feels so human and it's not just a black and white narrative even with the watchers.

The idea is simple a group of people get thrown into a game of life and death what do you do.

And the executions are incredible!!

Gem being besties with Pearl during secret life but then you get to wildlife and it's like their dynamic totally switches. Then you remember people are upset and confused but then you wildlife is only Gems second game, in her eyes pearls a traitor doesn't Matter if it's a different season when you give someone all your love and care and they throw it away like it's nothing it HURTS Pearl understands that better than anyone it's best not to hold grudges though which is exactly what Gem is doing but she doesn't know that because once again it's only her second official game.

Scott is also a fascinating character a man viewed as a bit cocky but protective and strong when needed to be, but that's what he wants you to think. Ever since third life it's like a light has been switched on, ever since his win he knows exactly what he needs to do to survive. He keeps up th cocky attitude in an attempt to not show the weak, the weakness behind his words the fear he has for his allies- his friends dying right in front of him. This is happened over and over again and he can't stand loosing another but it's apart of the game so you just have to smile and walk away.

Lizzie isn't talked about ENOUGH despite being in one of the fewest games only being in 3 games officially her character is a tragedy. Last life is her first game. One of the new girls if you will, but unlike Pearl she learned the nature of these games the hard way. Alliances don't last long, not if there's no trust between the group. Being too trusting and care free costs you everything you know and love and Lizzie had to learn that fact quickly. Then we have secret life with Lizzie isolating herself and yet still trying to be friends with others only to be denied over and over again before being left alone to die because of her own mistake. And don't get me STARTED on wild life.

But the best part of this all is that people are having FUN it's just people playing Jimmy games and yet there's so much character and love being put into each and every video that just shows the love and appreciate the creator have for no only the audience but their friends too.

[inchidentally]

we all know Oscar speaks to media in carefully rehearsed and self-approved soundbites rather than risk impromptu vulnerability. which as a total side note is so fascinating bc he and Lando both call themselves over-thinkers but it manifests for Oscar in choosing to risk potentially being misconstrued as reserved or even cold/apathetic over giving the media/unkind public any part of his heart or soul to play with - whereas with Lando, he'd rather maintain the freedom of authenticity and then weather the brutal storms of being misunderstood - or accidentally misrepresenting himself. Oscar has no interest in becoming known as Himself, he just wants to be there in the racing history books with the people he's always admired and measured himself against. Lando wants to write his own story and have it be remembered by those who matter to him, Oscar wants to keep himself to himself and only focus on the parts of his career that matter to him and those close to him.

it's such a unique distinction between them and is equally laudable and authentic, but it's also so much a part of how they just Work So Well despite not taking a single one of the obvious easy methods to establish a friendship/bond or using any of the obvious easy ways to maintain it. (and even more notable bc unlike Lando with Carlos and Daniel where there was the age/life/hobbies difference and Lando had to adapt to the older guy's interest and friend groups, Lando and Oscar could've easily rolled with already sharing mutual friends, starting out in the same karting company, the same video games, same generation and references, and crucially Lando's best friend for life. the way they could have utilized all of that to push the great new bromance but didn't. that Max comfortably brings up Oscar on his stream so it's not like there's any issue there. it was a deliberate choice for them not to lean into something - at least publicly! - that the public would absolutely eat up.) like, they started from the mutual respect for what they're both trying to achieve in this sport and their own personal struggles and have built entirely off of that foundation. idk that fact and the way that get caught tilting their heads and smiling fondly at each other still just akjkkasfgagfagjflsagflj)

and like, Lando's deep pride in what they've built together as teammates and the history they are creating together and him finding his leadership and his strength in no longer being the kid, the little brother or the fanboy.

ANYWAY SORRY Oscar's soundbites are in no way fake or PR or advised by anyone else, it's that they're pre-rehearsed and parsed for anything a stranger could get their fangs into. he doesn't want any of his life with Lily out there for consumption so he lets her take the couple photos for his IG and he has his "my girlfriend would say/think/do" lines ready to go where they can be inserted and satisfy people wanting more of his romantic life. and the safety of Mark Webber as yes a supportive/father figure in his life but also a good source of harmless media humor. he has his "thanks to the fans and sponsors" "good to see all the fans out there" "my main focus is to improve my own performance" etc etc ready to go when talking about racing and what is owed to the people allowing him to have this rarified career. bc all of that is his Adult Life and happened after he became aware that gaining notoriety and sharing bits of his life would inevitably have it's very bad side. even tho he met Lily and Mark in his teens, his career and life trajectory were much closer to what his life is now than his life at say 14/15/16.

but he avoids or stumbles when talking about his own family, how he feels about the team in his garage who so closely represent people he doesn't want to disappoint, about Lando, about guys like Logan and Liam who he's spent significant parts of his childhood with, has only once mentioned Max F despite them being wrapped up in COVID protocol together and Max confirming that their relationships is still really good. the threads to childhood and a time when his privacy was never an issue are way too live and charged with those topics - to different degrees and different ways, but it's the same reason why he clams up and often doesn't have a handy soundbite ready.

WHERE I'M GOING WITH THIS holy shit I cannot fucking stop rambling - is that him constantly saying how Baku meant more to him than Hungary and that Hungary was about ticking a box but Baku was when he knew how it felt to truly win - is because sometimes the soundbites are for necessity and to avoid further probing. the sponsors, his romantic life tidbits, the way he's trying to improve himself - sometimes they're specifically so that he can offer up a pink, beating piece of his own heart to show to people while never putting it directly in their hands.

Lando, their relationship, their teammate dynamic, what they talk about, the emotions they feel about each other, what happens behind that shared doorway of theirs - all of that is Off Limits and even the soundbites are incredibly rare. (the tiny glimpse of their solidarity against DTS with the "no, I'm with my team" "fuck 'em" and the intensity of looking into each other's eyes while they mutually process things being both a little eerie but so <3 !!) equally he will NOT talk about how he loves or feels about his mum, dad and sisters or any feelings and the soundbites are even rarer.

there's something to be said about neurodivergence and the decisions over what feels intimate in a controlled, safe reliable way (Lily, his own race performances, Mark Webber, funnily enough now in a smaller way Carlos who he admires/gets uniquely annoyed by) and what feels intimate in a don't-have-full-control, tied to childhood emotions, kinda scary way (his family, Lando, the impact he has on his team/McLaren) and it not at ALL meaning that one is more or less or important than the other, just different - but that is wayyyyyy too overstepping even for me to go into/even be able to go into or theorize. it's just kinda... (wild gesturing) there.

but Lando, Hungary, Baku… those have dark, visceral blood running through them. those things slot directly, terrifyingly into his hidden most intimate childhood feelings about dreams, ambitions, sacrifices, passions, insecurities, pains and joys etc (Andrea kissing both their heads lovingly?? feels so indicative and expressive on it's own of what was going on). Lando as a person and a driver pushing so fully into Oscar's attention and his ambition from literally age 13/14 - and not in the usual pre-F1 likes/comments that we as fans knowingly blow up into something deeper than it is - but in a oh wow he truly notched Lando into his own personal measure of ambition and also just found him fascinating/cool in a way he didn't do with any other driver! and it remained fully consistent up until he had Lando in his day-to-day life and didn't need to follow him any other way anymore! but it's unchanged from telling his mum he won't have to face such harsh expectations his first season bc Lando is so good to just recently saying he's proud to have The Best as his teammate to measure against. that's just !!! that's perilously close to an open heart!!

so when he cultivates soundbites for these things to present to the media/public, it's far from him dulling them down or acting dispassionate: in that case he could choose to just cultivate a white lie or a bland enough fib to get people off his back. it's actually because he so badly wants the world to know that he /knows/ Hungary was a mess and that neither he nor Lando ever had a hope of not being as vilified by one side as they were angrily defended by the other. that the relief of Baku that was evident in BOTH of them is something Real To Him. he will NOT say he didn't earn Hungary and he will NOT say that he ever would have expected Lando to be okay with giving back the lead bc neither of those things has ever been a question for him. but he very much does want people to see him authentically and feel the warmth behind the words when he says that Baku is for him The Win he wants to talk about and it's for the reasons we can easily assume. that if he speaks any more plainly than the soundbite then Lando's fans could rip into it or his own fans could rip into Lando over it or F1 fans could start claiming he's a cold blooded winner OR a teammate simp who doesn't have the killer instinct needed.

no, he won't hand that over to the media or the masses. he'll give a private little smile, add a warm, soft knowing lilt to his voice and return to Baku 2024 as the moment when his childhood earnestness hugged his adult ambition and that Lando and the Team and Andrea and his family are all tied up in that in ways that anyone with basic empathy can imagine. if someone needs it spelled out, if they are too biased or too dense or too emotionally undeveloped to learn human beings based on anything except dumb, deliberate invasiveness then they're precisely the people he's intending to keep at the gate. (*because it's precisely those people who have also latched their teeth onto Lando's vulnerability, claiming to be his biggest fans, storming around the internet and comments sections speaking for him and about him with an authority they never earned and being just as misguided and wrong as the people who only want to hate him)

idk just, every time he talks about Baku and gets that sweet smile on his face and I remember Lando striding around with sweet freedom filling his lungs and leaping up to shower Oscar in champagne at the group photo and the utter giddiness shared in having that awful shadow's chill off of them… like, it means SO much to him <3<3

[daryltwdixon]

REQUESTS MASTERLIST

Ground Rules:

Characters: Daryl Dixon x Reader, Negan Smith x Reader, Rick Grimes x Reader. I will not write character x character

Ages: I will not write virginity being taken from a young reader. No huge age gaps (like 18yo reader & 40yo+ Daryl)

Themes: I'm happy to write angst, fluff, smut, and nsfw

Be flexible. While I love receiving your ideas, I may put my own spin on them to fit my writing style and inspiration. Trust that I’ll honor the essence of your request while making it work in a way that feels authentic to me and my writing.

No timelines. I work on requests when inspiration strikes, and there’s no set schedule for when they’ll be completed. Some take me days or weeks to write, others come to me within the hour. I always want to ensure each story gets the attention it deserves.

thank you for thinking of me to make your ideas come to life!

Double Lines

"Hi it's me lol my request is Daryl and fem reader are a couple and they finally decided to try for a baby. When Rick returns he is proud of Daryl for everything he's done with the group as well as being a father figure to Judith and can't believe he's finally a father to his own kid. Just fluff lol up to you if there's a pregnancy loss or not in their journey to try to conceive, baby gender is up to you. Names for baby are DJ (Daryl Jr) or Elizabeth after Beth since she was your close friend as well as Daryl's"

Live-In Bodyguard

"hi!! i was wondering if you could write a little story where y/n and daryl were paired to live together when they first arrived at Alexandria and now have been living together for a while. They’re not necessarily friends, and actually don't really like each other and one day daryl is out hunting when y/n spills something on her clothes, leaving her with nothing but one of daryls old t shirts. 🤭🤭🤭🤭 he comes home and catches her in the kitchen where she pulls the tshirt down to cover her underwear and keeps apologizing."

Northern Lights

"Reader always being fascinated with the stars, sunsets, night skies and the moon etc. Always preferring to sleep under the moon or in the moonlight and because you never know when you will be able to see the Aurora until it's actually there, the reader noticed something different about the sky a pink glow which developed into full blown aurora/Northern Lights the longer reader and Daryl wait/watch."

Memory Loss

hello dear!! i dont know if your are still taking requests or not, but if do you i would really love to see you write something fluff with a drunk daryl and reader, where he totally forgot that they are dating and just start acting shy and awkward around her, i know its cliche but i really love how you write daryl and think it would be so cute to see something like that written by you😭

"Kinda Hot"

Hi! I saw your request for some drabbles and was wondering if you could do a fluff Daryl x Fem Reader set in S2 Ep7 where she comes to Daryl's defense (maybe a slap to the face 😆) after Shane's rant about how Sophia would run away if she saw him.

Giveaways #1 #2 #3

A collection of giveaway dribbles I did :)

In the quiet of the night, Taylor and Daryl share a rare, unspoken intimacy under the stars, where words aren’t needed, and he lets her see a gentler side of him he rarely shows.

Days after their daughter’s birth, Daryl and Krys are together in their nursery, marveling at the life they created despite the harshness of the world that brought them together.

In the quiet of the night, Daryl offers a rare warmth, easing the ache of homesickness and making you feel less alone.

She’s a singer

hey! i have a request :) could you do daryl x fem reader who sings? she has never been too open about her singing but when she’s alone she’s singing all the time/humming to herself around others. she’s had a crush on him for a while but hasn’t been able to do anything about it because she’s not sure if he feels the same. but he hears her singing when she didn’t notice he was there and it sparks something <3

[maggicktouched]

"That sounds like a lonely life." Beck said gently. A whole continent of witches without familiars. Normally she found the ways in which they differed fascinating, but this just sounded sad. Her first familiar had come to her as a young girl of only five years, and only in her darkest hours had she ever been without a familiar since.

"I have two familiars. Both were spirits at one time, who wished so dearly to draw near to me they incarnated into a physical form." Angrboda looked at Beck as she spoke, and blinked slow and languidly. Beneath the rush of water around them, the low, thrumming sound of purring filled the air. Beck leaned forward, and the feline pressed her forehead against her witch to nuzzle her softly. "Boda was much younger than Grani. A wisp of a moon spirit in the body of a little ferocious kitten. She found me as a young woman camping on the rocky shores of lake Isvegin. The sun never fully rises there, and in the darkest night the brilliance of the moon over the quiet water is said to drive the wicked to madness. I stayed there two months in awe of it, and she came to me. I tried to get her to return to the Dream Realm, but she wouldn't have any of it."

There was much more to that story. Perhaps one day she'd tell Yennefer about how she sought out the lake in hopes of healing her fractured spirit. How she swallowed so much rage over the years that the anger had molded itself into a vicious beast inside her own veins and threatened to boil her alive in her own skin. How she walked into the frigid waters in search of relief even if it meant her own death. And how the Moon had seen her across the great expanse---a living breathing incarnation of the Nature Spirit that the Moon so loved---suffering so intently, and could not stand it. She had taken a piece of herself and placed it into a clutch of owl eggs. Beck had found the egg cracked on the ground, but inside it there was no screeching owlet, only a crying kitten. Their bond had been almost instant as she cared for the little kitten, and a few months later, after they had long since left the rocky shores, Angrboda became her familiar. Boda shared in her memories of pain and neglect, and had taken the rage within herself.

It saved her life... but it made Angrboda a temperamental and powerful foe.

"Grani-" Beck motioned to the hawk flying languid circles in the sky above them, watching them on their path, "Came to me a few years before Boda. I was only sixteen? But he was much older. He had long since been capable of thought and magic in the Dream Realm when he came to me. I was wandering the fields near the ranch where I lived as a girl, before my father died. I was---lost, at the time. Not physically but, in my heart, you know? He fell from the sky in a blaze of light, turning from a hawk to a golden stallion." Beck laughed gently. "I don't think I had much of a choice in the matter. He had already chosen me. He's a sun spirit."

Another tragic tale that she'd dipped in gold to hide the dark truth. Another time her life had been saved. Her first familiar, Dawnbreaker, had been a sun spirit as well, and upon her brutal murder she had used the last of her power not to try and free herself, but to pull Grani from the Dream Realm. The death of a familiar is something few witches survive, and Beck certainly wouldn't have without Grani. He had waited two years for her to return to her homeland where he ruled over a massive herd of wild horses. He had left them all to another stallion to join her, and being with him helped stitch together the gaping wound left on her spirit in the wake of Dawnbreaker's death.

"We are all incarnations of different spirits, us three. The Moon, the Sun, and the Nature of this world. And we are all three connected to one another now, so thoroughly woven into each other there is no discerning where I end and they begin. Like wool that's been felted together. But it isn't just this way for me. This is how it is for all witches and their familiars."

Beck perched herself on the side of the boat and reached down. The ox spirit that tugged them along briefly formed its face from the fog and rose up to let her stroke it before dipping down into the water once more. It had settled nicely in the presence of three calm and powerful spirits.

"I wonder if the connection isn't deeper than you think." She said, watching Yennefer pull a living creature through space and time to rest on her finger for barely a breath, before sending it away. And yet the bird had not been alarmed. Beck could feel animals and their spirits, as well as the magic around her, and she hadn't felt any great force of will on Yennefer's part subjecting the animal to her will. There was magic involved, sure, but she couldn't help but wonder if the birds were so varied because only the willing answered the sorceress' call.

"If there is no real relationship, not even a spark of one, why is it always birds? Why do they not resist you?" She almost laughed at the thought. Yennefer wasn't a woman to be resisted. If her beauty was not enough to subdue someone, her will most certainly was. But she felt the question was worth pondering. "Magic is magic, no matter where you are, but the people who practice it cause its form to change shape so drastically. Blood changes that, I'm sure, but I wonder how much is really just a matter of perception?"

She shrugged, watching as Angrboda yawned and slunk off the canvas roof to go back inside the warm interior of the little vessel.

"But then again, what do I know? I was hardly a star pupil in school." Her fingers drummed a little beat on the side of the boat. "Anyway... We should reach the shore in about a week's time if we can keep a steady pace. You really don't have anyone you wish to speak to? I don't know when you'll be able to return."

Yennefer watched--and listened--with curiosity. The concept was fascinating--and alarming. She did not much like the idea of sharing her memories with any creature, but she could at least admit that such a bond with an animal was preferable to a human. Yet, she had very little time to contemplate the idea before Beck began a process that was far more fascinating.

She watched, wrapt with interest, as the divot in the boat took shape, as the blood was added. Blood magic was forbidden where she came from, but that had never stopped her practicing it all the same. She, therefore, could feel no surprise or worry that Beck was familiar with such a practice. What happened next was a far greater surprise. She gripped the side of the boat as smoke formed around her feet, rising up through the ship and filling the very air around them. As the boat lurched, Yennefer reached out instinctively for Beck's arm. The last thing they needed was for Beck to go flying overboard into the now smoke drenched waters. But the woman was steady on her feet and did not seem to need any aid at all.

What was more, the chaos lasted only a moment. "Impressive." Yennefer watched the space where the ox had been, but the water was calm now. The spell had worked. She had not doubted that Beck was able, but she had to say, she appreciated the dramatics of it. Simple magic had its purpose, but she did always enjoy the spectacle.

"I have heard stories of familiars. Read about them, to be more accurate. I have never met anyone who had one." Yennefer had made it her business long ago to understand magic beyond the walls of the school that had trained her. She had learned much in Aretuza, but like all institutions, it was limited in what it could offer her. Magic was much stronger--and stranger--than what could be taught in a single classroom. So Yennefer traveled, seeking out strange tales of mysterious sorceress across the seas, and she read every book she could get her hands on. Familiars came up frequently, but the more she learned about them, the less surprised she was that she and the sorceresses she knew had never had one. Their magic was much more about taking than it was about connection.

Long ago, the humans had taken their magic from the elves. They had poor understanding of its working, no inner connection to its power, but they had forced its hand all the same. Yennefer herself was a child of both worlds: her father's eleven blood made her magic stronger than most, but it also meant less opportunities in a land prejudiced against eleven kind. She had had little opportunity to study magic as it once was--connected to the land and the animals that resided within it. Beck's connection to the world around her was fascinating, and Yennefer felt, for the first time in a very long time, envy at another's powers.

"I can summon aid when required." She raised her left hand, and a raven appeared out of thin air, tendrils of purple magic surrounding its wings--though only for the briefest of seconds. It fluttered down and rested upon her ring finger. She stroked its head. "My birds can send messages. Perform favors. Attack, if necessary. They understand what I need, so I suppose the connection is telepathic. But they are rarely the same bird twice. The magic involved is a tool, not a relationship. That will be all," she added to the bird and it vanished in a wisp of purple smoke.

"How many familiars do you have exactly?"

[a1sart]

I made marble sky ocs <3

they're like toxic doomed yuri I love them

also I did not intend for their color palettes to literally just be the lesbian flag but y'know what I think it works

[pastafossa]

Late to the party, first time watching DD completely, not in bits and pieces.

Ya know, thinking about it, in TRT, you've added ANOTHER parallel to Fisk and Matt.

They both fall in love with women who enable them.

Vanessa reassures Fisk that he's doing the right thing, that he's not to blame for what happened as a kid.

Jane reassures Matt that he's doing the right thing, that he's not to blame for what happened as a kid.

They both calm the raging fury that's inside of them.

I'd love to see Venessa and Jane have a conversation, just one. Just to see their personalities bounce off of eachother. I have a feeling Jane would start to show her teeth and Venessa would start to show her second face by the end of it.

(Not fully caught up with trt)

YESSSSSSSS! And that's the thing, like - the parallels between Matt and Fisk have always been an amazing piece of writing for me in canon. They set it up so beautifully, weaving in all these layers where you see how similar they are, but also slightly different: their first drink with their father (Matt while stitching up his dad, Fisk trying to please his dad), their father's deaths, the rage, trying to 'fix' the city, etc. And so it felt right to show something similar with Matt and Jane versus Fisk and Vanessa who, spoiler alert: I also fucking love as a couple.

Both are arguably healthy (ish) relationships in their own way. Supportive, loving. Like you said, they encourage or enabling the other depending on the circumstance/where you're standing: you're doing the right thing. I believe in you even when no one else does. You can do this. You're not to blame for what happened then. They're kind to their partners. And neither of them are as innocent as Matt and Fisk initially think.

But much like Matt and Fisk, there are slight differences, showing the different ways the wheels can turn even in similar people, namely in the way Vanessa leans into that personal darkness, and Jane is, at least for now, trying to lean away from it. Because Vanessa's very comfortable, confident with strolling through that darkness, as is fitting for a villain power couple. Jane meanwhile is more like someone who's trying for the second time to cross a Decent Person wire above a darkened I Want To Murder Many People canyon but she slipped and is now hanging onto it upside down, holding onto that rope with her teeth, fingers, and toes all while Circumstance butters her fingers and Matt desperately uses his balancing pole to swat at Circumstance from the nearby wire Matt himself is barely walking labeled 'Violent Catholic Vigilante Issues'.

ANYWAY, I agree. I think Vanessa and Jane would have a lot to talk about, and the push and pull between them both would be really interesting! Because there's so much they agree on, and yet, there's just enough different that ooooh... that slow build in tension would be delicious. How long before the masks fell, and they both got a true sense of the other? Only time would tell.

[amelikos]

Spinel's relationship with Blacky really gained layers, I'm kind of fascinated.. the thought that they live in their world only they can understand.

[muninnhuginn]

feeling so normal about li bing and qiu qingzhi btw

[pynkhues]

https://www.tumblr.com/pynkhues/769063810095087616/im-curious-about-your-thoughts-on-something-i?source=share

Okay this whole post just blew my mind

Ahaha, I hope in a good way!

[moe-broey]

Another important thing though...

[ailinu]

preserve us from edgelords. good lord.

[anghraine]

Sometimes I see a fandom take that is so utterly foreign to my understanding and experience of the same canon that I'm just sort of staring at the wall as I process the reality that we're members of the same species and that's just how people are.

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

sometimes I think about The Last and want to scream

[madegeeky]

Return to the Obra Dinn

Y'all, I just finished this game and it's so fucking good.

It's a mystery where a boat goes missing, is found again years later without any crew, and you're meant to find out what happened. The way you do this is by using a magical pocket watch that gives you snapshots of an area surrounding a person's death. You basically move from dead body to dead body to dead body, trying to piece together what happened.

There were 60 people on the boat and your job is to figure out which face matches which name and also the manner in which they died. Considering how many people that is, I think it's fair to say that it's understandable that I had a few moments where I rolled my eyes a little bit at the small thing they were expecting me to notice so that I would be able to match name to face. But they were minor when compared to the enjoyment of the game and I found a very handy website that gave tips that didn't tell you the answers outright but was basically just like "if you're stuck, have you looked at this or though about this?" which lead me to the right answer for all but one thing. (The one thing was something that, honestly, I would have figured out if I could remember names for more than 5 seconds.)

If you love mysteries, especially of the murder mystery sort where you're trying to find out how and why people died, that I really cannot recommend this game enough. If you like weird little games with very original gameplay, I cannot recommend this enough. There's other things that I could add here but they would give some things away and I, personally, really loved being surprised that [redacted] happened.

I just really really loved this game and if it sounds vaguely interesting to you, I definitely recommend checking it out.

[theriverdalereviewer]

I highly recommend you lot download webtoons and read the story pyramid game it’s genuinely one of the most well written stories I’ve ever read