#cus sick big sad:(

[princelydelinquents]

I need to stop telling myself every one is ignoring me -_-' sigh oh well anyway art time of my favorite silly! (i hate this bastard )/aff

I gotta draw him as a human istg he'd have an accent like rio's from across the spiderverse probably anyways recommend silly clothes please ! And I have a shit ton of blogs collecting dust if you'd like to check em out ! My favorite most notably is @cuttlefish-cabin ask about lore or something idk a tartar isntemperaroily up for grabs send an ask in ask anything dont be creepy ho thats his job!

Reblogs appreciated !

[differentnerddiplomatopera]

Stray Gods x Odypen/Odydio/Odydiopen

To Odysseus

You’ve got one big mouth on you, don’t you?

Yet it’s me who’s closing in

Think I like that mouth on you… Won’t you?

So as a Fic…I see this as many ways

These sentiments maybe when:

Odysseus courts Penelope, he smooth talks her, whatever and she says something along the line of this.

Odysseus sweet talking himself out of trouble. Pen witnesses his wit and talks to him after.

Diomedes is annoyed due to Odysseus. Odysseus says something smart. Diomedes responds with “You’ve got one big mouth on you, don’t you?” I like that with them.

Odysseus tries to encourage/annoy Diomedes. Dio isn’t in the mood for it, say’s something like, “I love that pretty voice of yours, you know that, but I need you to shut up right now?” Odysseus is flustered or whatever.

After the Odyssey, the three of them are in bed. And Odysseus is snoring like nobody’s business (ha), Diomedes is so confused how Ody’s snoring is still cute after all this time. Pen tells him to accept it. Ody starts sleep talking, Pen and Dio start responding as if Odysseus is actually talking. (Just being cute together like)

Odysseus: Pennn, you so pretttyyy

Diomedes: Yes, I can concur

Penelope: Don’t have to tell me that, I’m gorgeous.

Diomedes: Humble much?

Odysseus: Dio, you gottsome pretty (voice drops) DEAD (normal voice) eyes

Penelope:

Diomedes: …what the actual fuck?

(Muffled Laughter) Penelope: what-why did his-holy shi-(pen commences to wheeze her ass off)

Diomedes: Am I- am I supposed to be flattered? Or offended-cause could it be my eyes are both pretty and dead looking-

Penelope: (still laughing) nononono you-you gotta say it like he did, DEAD, haHAA-

Diomedes: Or my eyes look pretty-

Penelope: I’m not listening to you unless you say it properly.

Diomedes: Fine, DEAD, cus we could-

Penelope: (eyes tearing up, body shaking, back breaking laugh)

Diomedes: I’m gonna sleep in the guest room.

Penelope: No wait-

Odysseus: getcHO ASS BACK HERE NEOWWWWWW

Diomedes:

Penelope:

Diomedes: is- thefuck- is he still asleep?

Penelope: Yes, but does it really matter? Through sickness and in health and cute insults, get back here.

Diomedes: when you wake up, we are gonna have a talk.

Screaming *Odysseus: (turns his head 180 degrees like owl) I AM GOING TO EXPLAIN TO YOU ABOUT HILL AND HORSE, SHUT YOUR- inhale* EYESSSSSSSSSS

Diomedes:

Penelope:

Diomedes: Nah. Mm no. Troy was fine, this is crap.

Penelope: He said I’m pretty.

headcanon (after the Odyssey, Odysseus sleep talks/walks a lot, sometimes it’s sweet, funny, kinda creepy, other times it’s sad and heart breaking. But they got him. They hug and give Odysseus kisses when he wakes up)

Yeah. Fic writers, please write. Especially since they are planning to take Ao3 down. Why can’t they just leave the good stuff alone 😭🥲

[quinnysnursery]

Awesome! Well I'm just gonna put it now cuz I CAN'T HOLD IT IN ANYMORE BSJSJDN

You wake up little but your caregiver (whoever you like I'm thinking Matt or Chris in this scenario tho) wakes up really sick. Like REALLY sick. In fact, you have to come out of little space and be big again to help them out. It takes a day or two but they feel much better soon with your help! But you can't help be agitated and emotional because you're constantly on the verge of going into headspace and you just need to be little! Your schedule was all messed up and the big you needs a break! Eventually the dam breaks and you burst into tears and the caregiver just hugs you close, shushing you and pressing kisses to your hair

"It's okay, baby, you can be little now.. thank you for helping dada when he was icky, I feel so much better now! It's okay, you can be my little baby, sweet one."

Thanks for coming to my Ted talk 🥹

-🎀

[🥤] in sickness & in health | chris sturniolo one-shot

paring : cg!chris sturniolo x gn!little!reader

summary : tbh just read the request cus i can't think of how to put it in other words

warning/extra tid-bits : surpressing regression, crying, i used y/n, i think thats all!!

word count : 1,153

divider credit : umm i found all the photos on pinterest :3 (stars from @saradika-graphics)

a/n : been in my inbox since june 4th i gotta post this for ari😭 (not proof read, i'm just a girl!)

It’s obvious to you as soon as you wake up that you’d be regressing today- a comfortable cloudy haze looming over your head was practically begging you to forget the stressors of adult life and slip into littlespace.

So, that’s exactly what you did! As you got ready for the day, you made sure to strategically pick out clothes that you knew little you would deem sensory friendly. After getting ready for the day, you bounded downstairs- in search of your loving caregiver, Chris.

That’s when your plans for the day were foiled. Just as you made it to the first floor of the house, your eyes instantly recognized the bundle of blankets on the couch to be your caregiver…that wasn’t like him. Sure, Chris wasn’t a morning person by any means but he always made sure to wake before you. 

“Chw’is?” You called out, it was evident in your voice that your headspace wasn’t far away. Chris peaked up from out of the blankets, nose raw and red from the amount of times he’d had to blow it. “G’morning…” Chris croaked, his throat aching with every syllable spoken. 

You stared at Chris blankly, he looked sick. Like- sad Victorian child sick. You blinked in surprise as Chris began a coughing fit, each cough sounding more painful than the last.

That almost instantly ripped the comfortable cloudy haze away from you, all the stressors of adult life coming back to you in an instant.

“Do you feel okay?” You asked, realizing that Chris needed you more than you needed regression right now. Chris gave you a look that asked “What do you think?”

“I’ll get started on some soup, you just sit there.” You comforted, moving to the kitchen and instantly searching the pantry for the canned soup that the triplets kept for cases just like this. You were a bit disappointed about the fact you wouldn’t be able to regress today, but hearing Chris begin another coughing fit from the living room was enough to keep you busy. 

You could wait to regress…hopefully.

The day continued on as expected, Chris had more coughing fits and went through five boxes of tissues whilst you sat right by his side promising him that it wasn’t a bother to take care of him- which was true! You honestly didn’t mind heating him up soup, finding new boxes of tissues or couch-rotting with your best friend.

Sure, you’d slipped up a couple times by letting your mind wander to what you two could’ve been doing had your plans for regressing not been foiled but it was fine. You were fine.

“M’ gonna head to bed.” Chris grumbled, exhausted despite the fact he spent the day taking couch naps. You look up from your phone, nodding quickly- a twinge of sadness in your heart. One of your favorite parts of regression was your bedtime routine with Chris.

“G’night.” He mumbled out before stumbling upstairs- blanket around his shoulders. When Chris was finally upstairs, you stretched out on the couch- flicking on the television. You flipped through a few streaming services before winding up on Disney+, your eyes immediately trailing to the latest episode of your favorite show.

You hovered over it with the remote, a white highlight glowing around the show’s icon. 

No. You couldn’t. You knew the second you heard the theme song- your headspace that had been taunting you all day would instantly come crashing down. You clicked off the TV, flipping over on the couch and deciding to sleep there for the night instead- afraid that you’d regress if you got to cuddle next to your caregiver.

Three days had passed before Chris was able to swallow without any pain and breath freely. He was still exhausted, but he was getting better. In those two days, you’d done everything in your power to not regress. 

You’d been sleeping on the couch or in Matt and Nick’s room so as to not regress during nighttime. You’d been actively avoiding any media you knew your regressed self would like- cartoons, toys, arts and crafts…anything.

Honestly, it was hell. After the second day, you felt your brain practically begging you to regress and get away from the stressors of your everyday life. It was as if your muscles were aching to be held by your caregiver.

“Y/n?” Chris called, he finally sounded like himself again and not a mucus ridden monster. You looked up from your phone, smiling at the brunette boy. “Yeah?” You asked, trying to play it cool. 

“You okay? You’ve been staring at that same instagram post for the past twenty minutes.” He laughed, motioning to your phone with his hand. You hadn’t even realized- you’d been too caught up in your own thoughts.

“Oh, sorry.” You apologized, swiping out of the app. Chris’ brows furrowed at this, he crouched down next to the couch to meet your eyes- you hated how your brain instantly felt the urge to regress. “Hey…what’s going on? You feel okay?” The boy asked, pressing the back of his hand to your forehead. You pull away, wrinkling up your nose and accidentally allowing a soft whine to escape from the back of your throat.

Only then did it hit Chris- you hadn’t regressed in nearly three days.

“Oh baby…c’mere.” Chris stood up, attempting to pull you into his chest. You instantly pushed him away, shaking your head “N-no! ‘our not all ‘e way better yet! Got’sa take care of ‘ou!” You cried out, frustrated tears brimming your eyes- you wanted to curl up in Chris’ lap but he needed you more right now.

Chris felt his heart break, instantly taking a seat next to you on the couch. “Baby…I feel better now, okay?” He comforted, causing you to let out a sniffle as you wiped your eyes with your sweater sleeve. “C’mere sweetheart…” He cooed, opening up his arms.

You pondered it for a moment, Chris said he was feeling better…and you really wanted his cuddles right now. You pulled the throw blanket off of yourself, instantly curling up into your caregivers lap and letting him wrap his arms around you.

“I missed my little baby so much,” He hummed, instantly feeling better with his little one in his arms. “Thank you for takin’ care of me sweetheart, you did such’a good job.” Chris smiled, resulting in you giving him a small smile as you snuggled further into his chest.Sure, pushing off your regression sucked and later you and Chris would have a discussion on ways you could both make sure you were being taken care of but right now the two of you curled up on the couch, throw blanket draped lazily over you as the latest episodes of your favorite cartoon began playing.

Both secure with the fact that you’d always look out for each other, in sickness and in health.

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(and ofc thank you so much to the lovely @starri-nightss for requesting this)

[jeansplaytoy]

“Ain’t Shit.” - c.springer

(part two here.) (part four here.)

part 3

you and connie always get into what seems like your final argument.

more arguing, mentions of violence, heavy weed smoking, cursing, overthinking, angst.

you weren’t scared of connie.

i mean, he always promised to never hurt you in any way you wouldn’t want or any way where it was out of pure violence. and he always kept that promise, even when you two were on and off. even when you were on bad terms or even when he was so mad at you, he didn’t even wanna speak to you.

and you hated yourself a little for questioning whether he was gonna keep that promise tonight.

so you were in the passenger side of ony’s car. he didn’t trust you enough with your own, making sasha and mikasa drive yours to your house.

you stared at the floor of the car, resting your elbow on the door. your nail had a bandaid around it. “you good?” ony glanced over at you. your left hand rested between your thighs for comfort. you nodded. your outfit had went from a party outfit to just that same crop top and a pair of shorts.

“why you lookin all depressed and shit?” he asked again, eyes on the road. “i’m not.” you spoke back. ony frowned and looked at you. “nah, for real? cus i ain’t never seen yo ass like this.” he played with his earring as one hand was on the steering wheel. “why are you tryna make it seem like it’s not normal to be quiet?” you chuckled a little to brush away the unintentional sad look on your face.

“that shit ain’t normal for you.” he mumbled. you looked at him and stared for a while.

“you think connie mad at me?” you asked. “connie? oh hell yeah, that niggas is pissed. like straight up.” he answered. you smacked your lips. “ony, i’m being for real.” you furrowed your eyebrows.

“what? you think i’m not?”

you paused. “…you serious?”

“what i just say.” he looked at you.

you frowned at him and rolled your eyes. “you really make me sick, bro.” you mumbled. “so you regret what you did.” he said. “hell naw. he cheated on me and tried to make me jealous, i only flirted with one nigga since we stopped talking.” you defended yourself, but ony hummed mid sentence.

“but the thing is, you fucked wit’ the opps.” he corrected you. you squinted. “okay so it’s good that he can cheat but i can’t fuck with somebody he don’t like? you saw him flirting with another bitch right there.” you sat up a little.

“he was flirting with somebody you don’t like, he wasn’t flirting with one of yo’ opps. that’s different. and fucked up.”

you stared at him again before sighing and sitting back. “i’m not even bouta talk to you right now.” you said. ony shrugged and sat back, resting his arm on the door.

ony was always like your big brother, and you always went to him when mikasa and sasha weren’t available. especially about connie, he’s the one that kept getting y’all back together in the first place. but you hated to be told the right thing. he spoke his mind, only sugar coated a little to not make you mad, but you just despised when someone told you something different from your original thought.

you knew he was telling the truth tho.

you stayed silent the whole ride until he finally made it to his house, where everybody else was, normally after every party. you got out the car, walking up to the door and opening it, waiting for him when you went behind the stairs.

he walked in front of you, opening the basement door. like just at the party, your nose filled with the scent of weed. you slowly walked in behind him, all eyes on you.

“y/nnn!” sasha smiled, waving you over to her. you smiled and waved back. mikasa was sitting beside eren and jean was beside armin, they were cracking silent jokes, seemingly.

“this one got all mad in the car when i tried to tell her right from wrong.” ony nudged the back of your head. you smacked his hand and rolled your eyes. “that’s why she always getting into a fight.” eren said while rolling up a blunt.

you sat beside sasha while grabbing the blunt from her, hitting it for a few seconds before exhaling and putting your phone in your lap.

the whole basement went silent as everyone did their thing. but what you didn’t dare to do was look up in front of you, because you’d be looking straight at connie. and you could tell he was piercing holes in your forehead as you picked your phone up again to find something to distract yourself with.

“so… what happened? between you and brooklyn. i mean— i saw everything but… y’know.” sasha said. “she beat her ass, that’s what happened.” jean mumbled, passing his blunt to armin while armin played some game on his phone.

“it’s really nothing now. i don’t care bout her.” you shrugged. “really.” ony raised his eyebrow. “ony shut up.” mikasa laughed as you grabbed the blunt you and sasha shared again. “nah she was so quick to beat her ass and wanna act like a baby now.” he chuckled a little while glancing at you.

“okay you act like you don’t be fighting a lot.” you looked at him. “i fight when i have to, not when i feel like i want to.” he mumbled before grabbing a bottle of tequila and drinking it.

“well she was being a bitch.” you mumbled with a shrug.

everyone went silent once again. and your eyes, who apparently have a mind of their own, moved over to connie who stared at you with low, bored eyes of his own.

the stare held for a good couple seconds. you didn’t know what he was thinking or what he wanted to say, but when ony moved over to sit beside him, you looked at sasha, who looked at you and then connie.

“y’all not gon’ try to make up?” armin suddenly spoke, glancing at you and connie.

“i’m not finna keep apologizing for stuff that don’t even be my fault.” connie said, slouching down on the circular couch. you squinted at him.

“don’t do that.” you mumbled while blowing smoke. “what? defend myself for the… fifth time?” he cocked his head back a little. you frowned. “connie, you act like you wasn’t rubbing all up on her ass and shit.” you sat up and held your hand out.

“y/n, you was kissing on floch and shit. dude was grabbing yo ass and shit. now if it was any other mu’fucka then i’d let that shit slide. but yo ass fuckin wit the opps.” he sat up. “might as well be one.”

you raised your eyebrows and your lips parted a little. “oh that’s what we doin now? nigga-“

“cut that shit out now, talk like adults.” jean waved at both of you.

“i don’t give a fuck.” you frowned. “shit, and you think i do?” connie laughed a little. that laughing shit pissed you off, especially when you was being deadass. you stared at him for a few seconds before standing up. “i’m finna get a drink.” you mumbled before walking towards the door.

you walked upstairs from the basement before walking to onys kitchen, going in the fridge to get a bottle of water.

why couldn’t you just be high?

~

“she piss me off with that shit bro.” connie mumbled, already getting mad. everybody looked at him. “you know how she is connie, she get mad easy, you get mad easy, y’all need to stop that shit.” mikasa shook her head, mixing some of her wine with orange juice, trying not to get too waisted again.

“straight up. y’all need to stop all that arguing and then fucking two hours after. ‘shit don’t make you happy, cus two days later yall finna be arguing bout the same shit.” jean spoke, eyes slowly getting pink from the smoke that burned his eyes from time to time.

connie stared at the floor. “i gotta piss.” he stood up to walk out of the basement.

~

you closed the fridge, opening the bottle of water to drink a little. “not tryna get drunk.” you whispered to yourself before downing the water.

you heard the bathroom door close as you leaned on the counter, wiping some water that dripped down the corner of your lips. you swallowed the last bit before staring down at the counter, exhaling and biting your lip.

you heard a noise behind you before turning your head, seeing connie.

you stared at each other for a couple seconds.

“what you doin in here?” you asked. “came to get space. thought you would’ve been back in the basement by now.” he said, opening the fridge to get a bottle of water. you stared at him and his movements, unintentionally backing away a little as he closed the refrigerator.

he paused and looked at you. “what’s wrong witchu?” he asked before drinking his water. “nothing.” you frowned at him. “why you acting like that?” he said quietly. you tilted your head forward. “like… what?” you leaned on the counter while looking at the ground.

connie shook his head, putting the water bottle back in the refrigerator before closing it again.

you looked at him as his back was towards you. you bit your lip softly. “you…” you started, but didn’t know what to say.

he raised his eyebrows at you, glancing at you.

“you still mad?”

he turned towards you and looked you in the eye. you didn’t know what he was thinking, just like all tonight.

“go back with the group before me.” was all he said before hopping on the counter.

you tilted your head a little. but choosing not to start another argument, you left the kitchen and went into the basement.

god, you wanted to punch him hard. and tell him how he really hurt you. but you wanted to kiss him, and tell him you forgave him, and how it was petty of you to do the things you did, and how you didn’t mean it.

“where’s connie?” sasha asked.

you looked at her and raised your eyebrows. “i didn’t know he left. ion know.” you said before sitting down.

everyone continued their conversation, and you stared at the ground, hands resting under your thighs. he really didn’t care anymore.

he didn’t.

you didn’t realize that your eyes were starting to burn. they also darted around the room, trying to make sure no one else saw you.

that’s when connie entered the room. his eyes only on you for a second before he walked over to ony, laughing at a joke he told.

your throat started to hurt and burn.

don’t cry. don’t cry. don’t cry. please don’t cry.

cry. cry. cry. cry. cry right now.

the same things repeating in your head. you inhaled deeply, looking at the ceiling.

you’ll be okay.

‘ex factor’ on REPEAT while making the last part. 😣 almost made myself cry shiddd.

part 4? :)

[luvrxbunny]

I think Joel and Miguel will be into sucking tits for hours not sexual just because they like the feeling of it while you gently caress their hair

for sure. absolutely. of course.

i think after a long hard day they’d need it so bad but i think they’d both be too shy or scared to ask for it.

18+ MDNI

maybe if mig had a really bad day he’ll ask you to “hold him” but you know what he really wants.

with Miggy the positioning is you in his lap, with his face buried in your chest. he probably doesn’t look at you that much because he’s embarrassed and cus he gets too focused on suckling from you that he doesn’t even realize how much time has passed. you both have fallen asleep like that many times

but joel? i don’t think he’d ever say anything. he’d just be sad in the corner until you call him over with a knowing smile.

also with Joel the position is him laying next to you with his head in your lap, your stroking his hair and looking down to him. he’s probably staring at you the whole time with so much love and adoration you feel like you could burst

i also think that they’d need it a lot when they’re sick but that’s just because they both turn into big babies. so they don’t need it but they REALLY want it.

those are the times that it turns sexual.

for Joel I think he’d be secretive about it, a little embarrassed that he told you he needed it to feel better but now all he wants it to fuck you— you’d be able to see it in his eyes though. they’d get hazy as he falls into the ocean of arousal he’s getting but then widen slowly as he realizes he’s getting hard. his gaze into your eyes would become more intense in an attempt to keep your eyes on his. and let’s say you realize but decided not to make it known, you just keep staring into his eyes as if you haven’t noticed. his face probably begins to contort, a little bit in pleasure, a bit in pin until he gives in and just trails your hand from his chest down to his bulge and you get the privilege of watching his eyes roll back as you add pressure

and our little loveboy miggy?

he’d be a little embarrassed at his arousal but he knows you understand and you definitely don’t mind. so he would just start grinding up into you. groaning and whimpering into your chest while holding you down in his lap. you’d be able to feel him smirking against your chest and your pliancy. he’d probably cum like that, way too desperate to let you get up to take anything off. also i think the closer he gets to cumming, the messier his mouth gets. so you’re left with him drooling, slobbering all over your chest while rutting up into you like there’s no tomorrow. he’d only detach from your chest to look at your face as he cums

I GOT CARRIED AWAY

[hiskillingjar]

holds out a bowl like a sickly and starving victorian child.... please sir......... fem strade headcanons?? literally anything fem strade??? please...... coughs weakly.... looks up at you with big sad eyes.......... coughs weakly again...........

lmaooooo aw here's your food, buddy <3 eat up (cus i'm eating too)

literally the same as canon strade, just with (slightly) bigger boobs

cis bi long-haired butch

she probably calls herself a dyke just to piss people off and g-d, she's fucked enough girls that she's entitled to it

either a super mellow relaxed lay or the scariest german femdom you can imagine

very similar to canon, basically the neighbour that everyone likes.

she's always doing odd jobs around the neighbourhood, the guys like her cus she can drink a beer with them and get super crass and gross, the girls like her because lesbianism <3

smells of sweat and sawdust and motor oil and cigar smoke

heavy, slightly saggy, big ol breasts...she rarely wears a bra so her nips are always pressed up against her wife beater (dark nips too, don't wear white, girl) (please wear white)

got a nipple piercing in her berlin eurodyke phase

the strap is dragging on the floor. it's got splinters. and you're taking it, whatever hole she has to work with

wields the strap like a fucking pro too and could eat pussy for hours (less of a fan of sucking dick, but meh)

speaking of pussy. full bush. bush that like. blends into her thighs and goes up her tummy as well. thick, wet bush <33

she's got mad body hair as well. super thick all over and she does not do a single thing to it. she's very much a natural kind of girl

calling her daddy is not optional.

you're doing it or she's gonna beat the shit out of you

or maybe you're into that? hahaha, what a sick puppy you are <3

[moonchildstyles]

Okay last one tonight bc I don’t want to overwhelm you but….if you want more 👀

Angel having a night were she’s just :// she’s just sad :( n she doesn’t know why :/ maybe Sarah’s been out of town for the past week, so she’s been alone at her place. And it’s been 2 or 3 days since she’s seen Harry cus they are both just so so busy lately. And maybe she’s been thinking about her parents lately cus she knows her moms birthday is coming up, and even though they aren’t even on speaking terms it still just makes her sad to think about:( she wishes their relationship wasn’t how it is. N she’s just…sad so she’s crying in her bed and just :((( and she knows Harry would drop everything if she told him any of this but she knows he’s at work and he’s gonna be until late tonight cus he has this client who wants a really big and detailed tattoo and he’s really excited about it cus it’s sick (and also he’s gonna make soo much money from it) but she still just :/ she misses him and shes feeling quite lonely :( so she’d head to his place even tho he’s still at work and will be for a couple hours, she just wants to cry in his bed instead of her own. And when she gets there that’s what she does. Just cry’s and cry’s until she falls asleep. And when h comes home and sees her laying in his bed asleep hes soooooo happy cus he thought he wasn’t gonna be able to see her until tommorw but here she is. And he knows he shouldn’t wake her up cus it’s late and she needs her sleep cus she’s been so so busy with work and school. But he just can’t help it cus he hasn’t seen her for two whole days. So he’d kneel down by the side of his bed and brush over her cheek with his thumb softly and “baby? You came to see me hm?” And she’d sleepy open her eyes and “Harry?” And he’s “s’ me baby” and she’d sit her self up enough that’s she’s able to wrap her self fully around him and “missed you so so much” and he’s “missed you more my sleepy girl” and she’d shake her head that’s buried in his neck and “..I was cryin” and he’d :((( and pull her back to look at her face and “you were crying?” and that’s when he’d really notice that her eyes are blood shot and her face is all splotchy red. And she’d just nod and he’d be “oh, my poor baby” and pull her in to him again, his big hand on her head, holding it against his chest while rocking her and he’s “why was my girl crying huh? What’s got my baby all sad?” And she’d get teary eyed again and “just lots of things” and his heart is breakinggggggg hearing her teary voice and she’d continue after sniffling “just missed you. And felt lonely with Sarah gone. And I’m sad that my mom doesn’t want me.” And he’s 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 petting her hair and “m’ so so sorry. My poor baby. Should told me Angel I woulda came right home. Ya don’t have to be lonely. Never have to be lonely. M always here for you. Ya know that right?” And she’s hiccuping back sobs and “yeah I know…don’t know why I’m so sad. Just missed you is all.” And he’s “oh my Angel.” Kissing her head “I love you so much you know? So so much” and she’s “know that too. Love you more” and he’s “promise you that’s not possible” and he’d just hold her all night and dote on her and Rock her to sleep and bundled her all up in blankets that smell like him and his arms. And then when she wakes up in the morning she realized she started her period and everything makes sense hahahah

FIRST OF ALL.....OFC I WANT MORE ALWAYS LITERALLY ALWAYS IN NEED THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE!!!!!

and I think you have sent this one before but I do love it bad like I jsut always love him comforting her and taking care of her :((((( never a bad one to remember :(

[affluent-havoc]

One could repackage Danganronpa as some lame YA novel and no one would bat an eye. Like, the concept of Danganronpa can work as some YA novel if one thinks about it for a bit. Which is kinda weird. Though one big thing that definitely would change from OG Danganronpa to YA novel insanity is the relationship drama. SO. MUCH. RELATIONSHIP. DRAMA. Like, it'd be something like Main character boy Makoto being in some weird ass love triangle. Or, since some known YA novels like The Hunger Games, Divergent, (does Twilight count???) have pretty girl leads, maybe it'd be something like Kyoko in some weird ass love triangle with the "boy next door, good boy" Makoto and the "rich, wealthy bad boy who serves daily despite treating the waitresses like shit", Byakuya. Rinse and repeat for the other games! Like, for freaking Good-bye Despair, it could be Chiaki in the love triangle with "nice, average guy" Hajime and "the very unwell sick boy" Nagito (can't call him a bad boy in good conscience/hj) while in V3 it's Kaede probably in a love triangle with the "shy boy" Shuichi and the "absolute freaking rat; the twerp of twerps who also has a sad boy bad boy past cus of course he does" Kokichi. ... Gosh. Now this REALLY is morphing into "Just Twilight but Danganronpa" and like, why is that simultaneously cursed AND camp?! Make it make sense even though it does make sense somehow but the fact that it does make some sense makes me more confused and scared! Like, just imagine the vampire baseball scene, color grading and all, with Danganronpa characters.

Ignoring of course that, if Leon was there, the opposing team would be doomed!

[lackablazeical]

Hi Blaze! If it's not too much trouble, could you explain color theory to me? It's getting pretty complicated and I've seen a lot of videos about it but I can't understand them..

You found me at my most. High abskljtely

I'm adding a cut just cus this is gonna be WIICKED lONG

Okay so color theory in its most primitave is how colors interact with everything. To you and yojr mood, the colors around it, etc etc. So let's get into that

Fiest we have warm colors (red, orange, yellow). You could also call these the 'fuck it we ball''we're so back' 'fuck around' etc group. All together these tones are used to create feelings of warmth, heat, joy, romance, and energy.

The other half is the cold colors (Green, blue, purple/violet/indigo/get off my dick preppy artists). These are the "it is what it is" "its so over" 'find out' group. These tones usually create feelings of sadness, healing+injury, the cold, power, and even growth.

Now these are generalizations. Let me also specify on each specific color.

Red - associated with violence, anger, lust, blood, passion/energy, and confidence. The use of the color as blood, as Red roses on a white bed, of bold red lipstick, can all come to mind. This is also used in the context of fire. Red is a loud and overwhelming color bc it naturally draws our attention. It's also associated with dominance and can often be decided as an evil color.

Orange - associated with creativity, positivity, fun, superficiality, connection, caution/danger, and immaturity. This color can be used as sharing a mandarin orange, a construction workers orange high visibility jacket, or the orange fall leaves. Typically represents things like fall, harvest, and balancd. Orange is also a bright, striking color, but much more 'sweet' compared to red.

Yellow - associated with joy, optimism, intellect, perception, cowardice, caution, egotism, and fear. Think of crayon sun drawings, yellow traffic signs, being covered in gold, etc. Usually represented by the sun, flowers, on clothes, etc. Yellow is often an edible color in nature, so it draws our attention very easily. It is best as a bright contrast.

Green - associated with growth, nature, healing, luck, sickness, envy, materialism, and judgement. Think of Green plants, being green in the face/green with envy, or green (american) money. Usually seen as dollar bills, plants/nature, etc. Green is a very relaxing, but not all that stand out, unless an unnatural shade. That reminds us of toxins and poison, making it quickly mean it's own opposite.

Blue - associated with trust, loyalty, sadness, cold, peace, and wisdom. Think of the ocean or a blue summer sky, blue tinged white snow, the blue robes of scholars. Seen with rain, the sky, on protective characters, etc. Blue is a relaxing and strong color, but also reminds us of sadness and stagnation.

Purple - associated with wealth/royalty, pride, spirituality, mystery, and the unique. Royals in long purple robes, a fortune teller with a purple hat, the fantasy mystery of glowing purple eyes. Often used as clothes/fabric, magic colors, and creating odd vibes. Purple is an incredibly rare color in nature, making us see true purple as a luxurious sight. Bc of this rarity, it also is seen as mysterious and mystic.

Now, in almost all art, you can see how these colors are used to invoke certain feelings within the audience. The color coding of group casts (like MLP, TMNT, SU, TT, and more) often show this.

A leaderly/loyal/sad character often wears blue (rainbow dash, Leonardo, pearl/lapis, Cyborg). Wherean an angrier/scary/tough character has red (Tirek/Big Mac/garble, Raph, Garnet, Robin).

Now here is the fun part, mixing and matching!!!

Complenentary- opposite colors. Often used to show a connection/opposition between characters, either as 2 halves of a whole or complete enemies.

These two are siblings and are meant to be complete opposites, hence their complementary colors (yellow and purple) combining to make them a noticeable unit.

Analogous- basically all next to eachother on the color wheel. All warm colors would be Analogous to eachother. Used to create connection between character, a sense of uniformity, etc.

This is a use of analogous colors to make a cohesive and related image, relating the foreground to the background.

Triadic - 3 completely opposite colors. Think the primaries or secondaries, these are common triatjc combos

Now let us examine some art of mine with color theory to see it in action!

In this image, I made use of strong contrast between cold/warm colors (specially yellow + orange against blue). The warm pink of the phone against the dark blue bed stands the item out from just being a prop. The contrast of the colors and how it is used in the lighting evokes a late night drama session Leo is going through, lit by a hall light or something. And it evokes a warmth and energy to Leo that his surroundings do not share.

The strip of blue across Leo's face also adds interest to his face, which will lead the viewers eyes through the entire image. Pink is used to evoke gender stereotypes of femininity, even making the piece relate partially to gender. It is also used in accessories/beauty items, making an implication between internalized misogyny and the struggles leo may experience with his trans-ness. The green of Leo's skin is also a perfect stark contrast/combo bc of the yellow details and blue shadows, showing how he is confused and conflicted, not knowing which side to pick.

I Tired I'll reblog with more tomktrkw 👌

[paintedstories]

Can we get a part 2 of pay with the fire in my dreams?

pay with the fire in my dreams [2]

tag list -> @hyuniebeez ; -> @anny-bah

synopsis: who could have thought that the guy you have been falling in love with in your dreams was real and that he was a psychopath, and why did you like ......... it...?

warning: a little bit of angst(if you squint); both, reader, and Hyun-JIn are kind of cu-cu; mentions of running away.

add -> requests always open

song

part 1

You woke up tied in your bed, the first instinct was to scream but your mouth was taped, so you started squirming trying to get free from the rope.

"don't squirm, dove, don't be scared I won't hurt you," He said while walking closer to you and softly touching your face, so gentle and soft that you started to relax.

Was he really the guy in your dreams? The one you've been fantasizing about for the past time? This was a dream come true in the most serious way.

he watched as you visibly relaxed and looked at him with big eyes that pleaded to let your body free from the rope grasping your body on the bed.

"no, no, no my dove, how could I let you free when all I want to do to you is keep you to myself?"

he coyly asked as he keeps rubbing your cheek with the most loving expression that someone ever had towards you. An expression no one ever had towards you, well, only in your dreams.

him.

He was looking at you with so much love and another thing that made you feral.

as he continues to look at you he un-taped your mouth and kissed you gently but with so much passion that not even music can beat it.

you kissed him back, not knowing why.

No.

You knew why, You kissed him back because he was the only source of happiness you had for so long, and that now, he was here was something inexplicable but you had to touch him, to feel him, to feel that he was real, because in your dreams as much as you both hugged or held hands, you never felt him.

trying to squirm at least one hand away while kissing him making you whimper in the kiss made him raise his eyebrows and look at you then at your hands.

"are you trying to leave?" he asked with a sad expression.

"after all I did-"

"no! I want to touch you, to know that you aren't just a dream, even then when you kissed me, I have to feel you with my own hands, to know that this is not just a sick joke my brain pulled over me!" you said all that in one breath as he kept looking at you, at the end of your sentence with even more love if it was possible.

he untied your right hand first, rubbed it then the other, but when he held your left hand in his you rapidly hugged him fast and hard shocking him in the process.

you hugged him as you started crying from the overwhelming feeling of happiness, of the feeling of finally, finally having someone to be by your side forever, finally having that one for you, you knew he will never leave you, he basically knew everything about you already, all your imperfections, and you knew his.

"sh~ my little doll, I am here now, don't cry, I will never leave you anymore" he took your face in his big hands and held you to look at him.

"Listen here little dove, I have 2 questions and one of them is very serious" you nodded mesmerized by his beauty up close.

"are your parents here?" you nodded saying no "good"

he gave you a peek and the next question left you truly speechless.

"run with me"

"what...?" you asked shocked

"run with me, let's start our new life! let's grow together from our own mistakes!" he smiled brightly

"okay, my love, anything for you" he hugged you.

a new life awaits you, and your lover. with new experiences, new ups and downs but finally together you will do it.

you couldn't refuse anyway, he would have killed you, that was the other thing his eyes said. But you wouldn't want it any other way

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

Okay I'm sick can't draw it but I am gonna stream of conciousness post about FNaF Bloodborne AU (by character) GO!!!

Mikey: The whole being a zombie thing makes sense with the Hunter's Dream or whatever so I can see him being connected to that. Beast's embrace people are immaciated and stuff maybe the zombification is beasthood even. I can see him being a friendly NPC or like the guy you play as (IDRK what I want this to be yet). Quality build baaaybeee. Tonitrus cus of the shocking thing maybe he gets the Beast Claws if I go with the werewolf angle.

Charlie: I can see her being the level up lady but she's still the freaky unsettling puppet- maybe in like one of those ornate victorian doll dresses. Maybe she has a Lady Maria thing going where you fight her ghost in the nightmare relm or whataver and the puppet is just a hollow representation and nothing like how she was. Ghost boss Charlie had to be freaky too- big tentacled kin monster like Nightmarrion.

Henry: Gehrman kinda. He's your mentor. He seems pretty alright. You slowly discover that he's actually not that great and you have to kill him now but it's still sad cus that's you're dad. Flamesprayer n Boomhammer cus BURRRNNN!! BUUUURRRNN!!! He totally built the uncanny Charlie doll too kinda like he does in the books. If I had to pick a faction to put him with prrobabbly the Powder Kegs.

Bill: I'm torn between him being part of the Choir (cloying facade, religious imagery) or part of Mensis (balls to the wall, no eyebrows) but they both have child death and horrid science experiments going on and they ARE in a conflict so maybe he's just two-sidesing that lmao. He pretends to be an arcane build (casts tiny tonitrus every so often) but he tends to just beat you to death with the Amygdalan Arm (baby limb ((he kills babies)). I think he gets Henry to mechanise beasthood for him and he yells about the glory of the machine till he kills you. I always forget real actual ghosts are canon to Bloodborne too maybe I could do something with that IDK.

[a-whispering-echo]

Heya!! Feel free to not answer or not consent to it, but I was wondering if I could use your Heathers!Dust AU for a big ol' story I'm working on? (The Dustverse)

And if yes, may I know about your Heathers!Dust AU? ( In the form of links or just random little tidbits of info )

. . . and also Pestilence!Dust if that's all goods

Obviously feel free to say no! Hope you have a wonderful week regardless :]

of course you can use them! i'd be flattered!

My heathers au is based on the musical - Heathers, where the mtt play the heathers, and Cross is Veronica; Dust plays Heather Chandler's role here.

basically, theyre just the mucical cast but they the utmv guys

In my head, its also an actor au, but you can totally ignore that for plot purposes ;)

Heather Chandler actually dies about halfway through the musical, murdered accidentally by Veronica and JD - or Cross and Nightmare here - so if you wanted Dust to be a ghost or alive, totally up to you!

Chandler's bossy, the leader of the Heathers, manipulative and unappolagetic - mean for the sake of being mean, really

His scarf takes the place of heathers scrunchie here, and when he died, Killer (H.Duke) takes it and wears it in to ‘take control’ if you will. Dust does Not Like That (™) 

This makes Horror (H.Mcnamara) really sad 

i have a *cough* Slime tutorial here if you were interested hehe

Im gonna go through and tag all my heathers au now with 'Rues Heathers AU' so you should be able to find stuff ive done in the past from them, and stuff i will continue to make ;)

He or she pronouns are fine for Dust here, cus i couldnt really decide if i wanted to genderbend everyone to match the genders of the characters or not, so up to you really, both, one or the other, whatever lol

Pestilence is a bit more complicated; from my Four Horsemen Au - where Nightmare, Dust, Killer and Horror take the roles of the four horsemen, who are said to appear at the end of the humanity, and bring about the apocalypse and all that, from christian texts

Pestilance actually has a redesign since i made him, because hes one of my older things, so:

The first horseman, with a bow and crown, rides a white horse - Dust - Pestilence/Conquest

His crown is made of thorns and branches, jesus style, with melting candles dripping wax slowly; its said when the candles fully melt and the flames burn out, humanity is no more.

The actual 'crown' part of his crown are pitch black metal, and are shaped like arrows

The white sheet covers his face, the way you do to dead people - you do not want to end up seeing his face, because you wont see anything after it if you do ;)

he is constantly in a state of dusting - never fully committing to it,

His hands and body are covered and stained in monster dust and human blood, stains that can never be washed out

he is in a perpetual state of dusting, never really committing either way, just..constantly decaying

He constantly has this green illness liquid dripping from his eyes and mouth - its poison.

His arrows are all poison tipped as well

His bow and fletch are summonable, and attach to his belt easily - he can summon and de-summon them at will.

His horse - which i didnt draw because fuck that - is activly rotting and decaying, bones and rotting flesh making up its body. its a white horse, obviously, with voidless black eyes

both he and the horse trail dust everywhere, disease laying in the powder

the illness that he causes can be physical sickness, and it can be mental sickness, basically anything you count as ' being unwell' he can cause

hes a bit kooky really, he screams and cries and laughs a lot more than he actually talks but he is capable of it, hes just quiet and ominous really, and theres this lingering presence of illness and threat around him. like his space, which is ironic, because illness festers in crowded spaces, its where he thrives.

"i will cough on you if you do not leave me alone."

[bornetoblood]

001 moon divorce 😌 they’re just so ough….

my guys......

Link to the questions!

When I started Shipping it: Probaly a couple months after I got into Bloodborne! I think it started with me going "oh yeah that'd work I think" and then the more lore digging and thinking I did the worse the brainrot got.

My Thoughts: I love them.... so much. They are Yharnam's murder powercouple of my dreams. They set up the Church together... they burn the city down together... they summon god together and it rips them apart... Laurence is the only guy Gehrman cares about being 'useful' for and Gehrman progressivly comes to represent Laurence's humanity- all the things he wishes to discard but cannot. Their love, as rotted and gorey as it is, drives every part of the game to me.

What Makes Me Happy About them: Murder couple antics. Gehrman kills people for Laurence cus he's devoted and Laurence literally likes to bathe in the blood of his enemies. They hold hands and skip through a field of corpses :) Sitcom where your husband is a theocratic dictator and you kill the people he sees as a threat.

What Makes Me Sad About them: The fact that they're seperated at the fault of their own hubris. They literally do nothing but fuck around and find out and it catches up to them. Also the fact that they're slowly forgetting each other too that also hurts. Oh and how Gehrman apologises for dying in that one cut line that... oh wow.

Things Done In Fanfic That Annoy Me: THAT THERE IS NON. Jk... I'm not into how the characters can be flattened, I suppose. I'm personally not into 'Laurence did nothing wrong' takes or Gehrman as just 'creepy old man lmao' both of those hurt. Also when ppl make them straight (I'm only half joking).

Things I Look For In Fanfic: They need to be fucked up AND evil to the world and each other. They've both gotta be little freaks in some capacity. I NEED guys who are so in love but make their lives and the lives of those around them significantly worse.

Who Else I'd Be Alright With Them Ending Up With: Lozza isn't monogomous to me anyway he's dating like 5 seperate guys. I can only really see him having genuine feelings for Gehr (and he HATES it fr) but I feel like most ships with Laurence work just cus he's so involved in every aspect of the plot.

Gehrman I can't really ship with anyone else... maybe Ludwig? He sounds pretty upset when he mentions him. Maybe Flora but I think she sees him as a sick hamster fr.

Their Happily Ever After: Ohh... I think Gehrman dreams about him and Laurence living in a secluded cottage house- no cults or werewolves. He does woodworking and Laurence is a local physician with no political power. It's nice, simple.

Lozza's ideal is him ascending and getting Gehrman out of the dream. Achieving his goal and saving that one guy he cares about :)

Big Spoon/Little Spoon: I feel like they take turns fr. Laurence is 5'7 he fits perfectly in the arms of this 8 foot somthing man. But then again, I think Gehr likes to be held and Laurence likes holding things.

Favourite Activity: I think they kill people as a cute date idea. Unironically they greatly miss tomb diving with each other: the excitement of near death experiences, the blood, the thrill of discovery. They occasionally participated in Hunts together but they were both so busy they didn't get the chance. Aside from murder I think Gehrman would love to drag Laurence along to a practical activity like pottery classes and Laurence LOVES getting Gehrman to attend theoretical debates with him.

[soph1333]

post valentine prompts

-still feeling giddy around them bc of the gift they got

-regretting getting a big gift for their valentine cus they will have to top it for the anniversary and birthdays

-getting a happy feeling whenever they see a pink or red thing

-going out to buy candy bc the price is lowered

-getting sick of candy

-a is feeling sad bc they felt their gift wasn’t good enough and b comforts them

^ “come on the cake didn’t look THAT bad” “the heart looked like it only had one hump!”

-maybe they argued on valentines and now they’re like “its valentines week fuck it” and they go on a date

[dany36]

ALRIGHT SO after just...three days i finished final fantasy crystal chronicles: the crystal bearers and....wow....this game....sigh!! where do i begin!!!! i went in expecting nothing and came out of it just...WISHING even MORE that nintendo or square enix will pick up this terribly underrated game series again and make another game to immerse us back in into its beautiful world. the game's story seriously crushed my heart and surprise surprise!! left on a cliffhanger and it SUCKS cus there probably won't ever be a sequel to this game!! :)))) but ahhhhh the ffcc brain rot is back stronger than ever and i love it. more super long junk thoughts below!!!

ok so let's start with the bad things, the most obvious one being the gameplay. i knew beforehand that this game was big on motion controls and that the main character's power of telekinesis heavily relied on it. so it's nothing like the previous games in the series where you fight with swords or lances or magic. so it's kind of...unusual....that the way that you kill enemies in this game is by flinging them around or throwing enemies against each other. and to be honest it took me a good 8 hours (mind you i completed this game at about 11 hours in) to actually get used to the gameplay and find some sort of joy in it, because well it's just...not really like any other game i've played before!! it isn't until i started to actually leveling up my accessories (which farming for materials in this game is a PAIN) and improving my range/focus that i started to somewhat enjoy it.

anyway, about 2-3 hours in i started to realize that this game is more of a...game that decides to tell a really good, fascinating story with motion control minigames in-between. and it wouldn't be so bad if the minigames were somewhat fun, but really i think they're the worst part of the game, and it makes me wonder just...what were they thinking lol. i'd say the worst offenders are that beach battle and the one where you have to sneak around the train. like...they were seriously tedious and would make me stop and think "wow what the hell kind of game am i playing...?"

the one part that really bummed me out was that...well, not to compare yet again to the original, cus heck even in most video games when you're in a town and you see NPCs, normally you can talk to them and learn more about the world or tidbits of information. but this game? you can't speak to ANY of the NPCs. the only people you can talk to here are this moogle that guides you on where to go next, and NPCs that trigger minigames which...to be honest, i think i only ever did two or so, cus again i didn't find them enjoyable to play at all.

and it made me sad because one of my favorite parts of ffcc was that you could speak to pretty much any NPC in the towns you'd go to and you'd get to learn more about the town, get lore information, or even get to know more about the NPCs and their lives. like that girl in marr's pass that would talk about their parents getting a divorce? or learn about how the ferryman's mom was sick and that's why he sold you that ferry pass to get money for her?? it just makes towns and the world feel much more lively! but here the towns, even though they would look bustling with activity and NPCs interacting with each other, it just felt...empty and not very fun at all to walk around and explore.

and it's such a shame because the world in TCB looks so interesting! like there's all these clavats and selkies and lilties out and about in the overworld, in the lett fields, in the vineyard picking fruit, in the red leaf area just chilling in a pond, and i want to talk to them!!! i want to learn more about it and how the world has changed from 1000 years since the miasma stopped tormenting the world! but no, instead of learning about it through NPCs or talking with other people or even sidequests, the game gives you this information through news crawlers that show at the bottom that i sometimes would forget to read because hey, i'm trying to walk around and see what i can discovery! oh wait, i lied, now that i remember, you CAN talk to NPCs but only in...yuke city! and from what i remember, they don't really say anything important that made me go "whoa" like when they TALKED ABOUT HOW CRYSTAL BEARERS CAME TO BE and WHY the lilty kingdom considers them an abomination!! cus they think it's a curse from the yukes!! like what!! how are you just gonna say that to me in a freaking news crawler!! aahhhh!!!

WHICH brings me to my next point....is anyone gonna talk about the miasma streams?? like hello??? what's going on here lol. like the first time i saw them i was like uhhhh oh the miasma streams are...back? but no one really seems to mention them?? unless i missed it in a news crawler but it's like WHAT those bitches were scary AF in the first game and here it's like...nobody really cares! truly wild.

sigh. but ANYWAY! enough about the bad things. let's talk about the good things! and of course my favorite thing about video games is...the soundtrack, which this game's is just FANTASTIC. this isn't the first game that i've decided to pick up and play because i happened to listen to its soundtrack first instead of the game (see: nights journey of dreams, sonic colors, sonic unleashed, etc.). and just...without words. like...it's no secret that the original ffcc is one of my all-time favorite OSTs, so the first time i heard alfitaria capital city, i was completely blown away and had to stop what i was doing at work. like this game REALLY did manage to capture the sound and atmosphere of the original alfitaria city and modernized it to fit the era of crystal bearers. and i mean the game WARNS you from the start that you're about to play a game with a badass soundtrack: it greets you with such a gorgeous song right at the title screen (a sacred haven), which it BRILLIANTLY reuses in an intense scene towards the end of the game!! i wanted to cry!!!! like UGHHHH i love video game music so much and alskdfjlaskjdflaskjdf.

honorable mentions of the soundtrack are: snowfields (now THIS also reminds me a lot of the original ffcc soundtrack...fucking beautiful!), the pioneer spirit (loved this song in the eastern wildlands but now when i hear it it makes me want to cry cus it's the one that plays in the ending scene with belle out looking for layle and keiss heading to the selkie guild to take care of his tribe aND alkdjsflksjadflkjasdlfkj just stab me in the heart already please), and the moogle woods (this...is honestly such a soothing melody like wow i want my mind to be in this place every second of my life PLEASE). there's obviously more but those are the ones that stand out to me, i'll definitely be listening to it more in the coming days now that i'm more aware of where/when these songs play. and more tears will be incoming!!!

and lastly, the story and the characters. i don't even know where to start. first of all, the designs of the characters are fantastic. i mean, the world and lore of FFCC is just honestly amazing and seeing the characters now with a more "realistic" approach to them was such a pleasure to see instead of the chibi-like ones we saw in the original/DS games. like seriously, everyone looks so fucking cool in this game! keiss, belle, layle, AMIDATELION MY FUCKING BELOVED, just...everyone! i mean the yuke already looked cool as fuck in the original, but here i don't know what it was about them that increased their cool factor by 1000%. and i think that's what makes me so angry about this series! there's so much potential in the world of FFCC and its characters and it's such a shame that we might not get to see more of it! it was honestly driving me insane as i was playing through the game because like i mentioned above, there is so much to explore and so many possibilities but instead we got this severely underrated game with a gorgeous story but that was badly executed.

ok so the story! i'm not sure how much of it would make sense to people that are new to the series. i mean i don't think the game does a good job at explaining its setting or the tribes or the history of the lilties. i mean, we know that they had already ruled the world by the time ffcc1 came around and some of the NPCs were mentioning how they wanted the "glorious age of lilties" to come back. so when i found out that the lilties and the yukes were in a great war that caused for the yukes to all but vanish i was just like...what the fuck man!! not the freaking power-hungry lilties at it again wanting to be the all-mighty tribe to rule over all of them!! sheesh!!!! and then you have the selkies who are still more or less outcasts and loners, and then the ever-peaceful clavats that are poor but always hard at work (fields of fum anyone?). oh and witnessing the hatred that existed between the lilties and selkies, with the lilties being called onions? like HELLO!!! again, so much potential and room for exploration but it all just left me wanting more!

but i think even not knowing much about the past games, this game's story manages to be super engaging and interesting. and it all takes a huge fucking turn once you discover that jegran aka the lilty high commander is...a fucking crystal bearer!!! what the hell! and his power is beyond fucked up!! i seriously WAS NOT expecting amidatelion to die, like she was just trying to save her tribe, her family, and she sacrificed herself for layle!! and put her trust in him to carry out the resurrection!!! 😭😭😭😭😭 i was in just utter shock!!! amidatelion is seriously one of the coolest characters in the game, and them being voiced by caitlin glass just made me love them even mrore. and then the whole thing in the aerial prison with jegran turning the selkies into crystals?? finding out princess althea was ALSO A CRYSTAL BEARER??? like the game starts out pretty slow in its storytelling but once the whole jegran/crystal bearer thing happens, the intensity of the game is just nonstop. honestly i REALLY enjoyed the more "mature", darker storyline that TCB took and it seriously makes me want to do a new game+ to experience the story again. it is just THAT good and satisfying to watch all of the plot twists unravel into the final battle.

as for the ending, i'd say i'm pretty happy with it. i seriously cheered and clapped of joy when princess althea and a group of yukes shook hands to signify the start of a new era for all tribes (SCREW YOU JEGRAN). and honestly...whatever belle has going on for layle, i support it lol. i thought it was super cute how she, of all people!!, is the one that refuses to give up hope on layle being alive (and she's right!), so she sets out to look for him while my boy keiss goes to help out the selkies after their leader sacrificed himself. i mean, i can't say i understand why layle is still a bearer even though it looks like the game wants you to think that bearers lost their power (like althea), but if so, would that mean that jegran is also still alive somewhere??? GOD obviously a sequel is probably never going to happen but the possibilities of it just make me heart itch!!!

all in all, the gameplay truly is the worst part of a game that has such a wonderful and engaging story to tell, and if there are any other ffcc fans like me that were put off by the gameplay, then PLEASE at least look for a let's play to see the cutscenes because wow, the story is MORE than worth it if you're a fan of the series.

so i guess next step for me is to play ring of fates cus i never did play that, and replay echoes of time because i played it in college and i have almost no recollection of it lol. but i doubt anything (not even the original ffcc) will come close to just how this game, despite its many shortcomings, managed to build a fantastic set of characters that you empathize with and learn to love as the story slowly but surely develops. what a ride!!!

[nemesyaaa]

kwisifiisidz OMG Reading this through the sickness of my body is insane !! you left me breathless Nini with this one ?? i'm always such a fan of your writings but this ??? it was so much beautiful in a way i can't describe. i love this type of angst so much and i'm just so sad about it ! i read this like i'm listening to a sad song :(( wow wow wow 💖💖💖

you were in no means ready to see him, let alone work with your ex-fiancée again. you knew he’d been stealing glances at you while you all trek your way through the sandy dunes of the coast of morocco, but you were strong enough to keep yourself from looking back and meeting his gaze. —already at the beginning and i know it's gonna ate

"are you serious?" were the first words you'd tell him in a year. he pulled out a wad of cash and his passport from his belt bag. "that's like, hundreds of dollars, rafe! you could've fed your sister!" he turns to look at you, piercing blue eyes burning holes through your soul. "listen, my only job was to get you pogues to morocco. no more, no less. if you don't wanna get lost, you gotta follow me, I'm your best bet," "as if," you roll your eyes, "we're in the same boat—no pun intended—but, you are also in a different country," he pulls you into his chest with one arm, whispering in your ear, "yeah? but guess who has the money? guess who actually has defense skills. not you, huh?" — this whole scene because it was incredible. this is so accurate to me please 😭😭

this day felt like years. after an extensive search for groff, you'd finally found him. you rode on the back of the motorcycle rafe stole, holding onto his waist. you couldn't help but have your mind flashback to your last motorcycle ride with him, still on kildare, on the way to courthouse to get marriage documents. his cologne hadn’t changed either. you remembered how his cologne lingered on every article of your clothing. you knew he’d been about it too from the way his body tensed up. — the bittersweet feelings of the old relationship 💘

gentle hands hold your face, "rafe, you can't save me, I'm sorry," you feel a warmness fill your body. "no, no, I can, we can get you to a hospital! stay with me-" you cough again, louder this time, "no, its impossible," he curses under his breath, before shouting to the sky. he embraces you, your voice getting weaker by the second, "hey rafe? can you tell me about our best memories? like...during our relationship?" your voice was barely a whisper now. — YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME NINI ??? IT'S WILD.

he nods, voice barely steady as he begins to talk, "we had a lot of good memories, but my favorite was our last summer, where we were gonna get married in the fall. I shouldn't have cheated, I'm so sorry," he sobs onto your shoulder, "remember when all we did was go surfing? and I taught you how to ride those big swells 'cus you were too scared...and...how we were gonna move out of kildare after we got married? we were gonna move to colorado, live that white picket fence type of life," he bitterly chuckles, "I screwed up, I screwed us, and I'm so, so, sorry. If I could rewind time, just to feel your lips on mine again, just to hear you laugh, just to have you look at me with so much love, I would. I'd make sure you were never under this situation." your mind replayed all of those memories, and with shaky hands, you pull him in for one last kiss, pulling back to say your last words, “I never stopped loving you, rafe,” before letting your body finally succumb to your injury. — i'm just falling in love (again) with your writings at this point. it was like an amazing poem. tysm for this one, for sharing with us. i'm feeling unwell but so glad to be able to read this one ✨

okay season 4 rafe where they broke up and shes a kook turned pouge, and its just a bunch of angst and basically all of s4 with her?

our last summer - rafe cameron x reader

synopsis - he wishes he could've had one last summer with you

warnings - angst, kook turned pogue!reader, mentions of cheating, (slight) sofia slander (I love her tho!!), stabbing, character death

you were in no means ready to see him, let alone work with your ex-fiancée again. you knew he’d been stealing glances at you while you all trek your way through the sandy dunes of the coast of morocco, but you were strong enough to keep yourself from looking back and meeting his gaze.

your main priority was sarah, who you could tell was getting queasy from the amount of activity she’d been doing these past couple of days. once you saw the skyline of a city, your ounce of optimism returned.

around a year ago, you’d been happily engaged to who you thought was the love of your life, rafe cameron. after you’d found a tank top that wasn’t yours in your shared bedroom, you’d knew he was seeing someone else, but you didn’t expect that someone to be your own best friend, sofia.

you had followed the pogues to morocco after what groff had done to jj. you were willing to follow them to the ends of the earth, never leave a pogue behind, john b's words echo in your head.

you were sitting with sarah, rubbing her back while the rest of the group went to go get some food for her. rafe was mumbling incoherent sentences, something he always did while pissed off or annoyed, and you tried your best to ignore his complaints. "you okay?" you softly spoke up, sarah meekly nodded her head in response.

you hear the shout of multiple voices, turning around to see the rest of the group running towards you. you stood up, dumbfounded as the moroccan authorities chase your friends. already? one of them apprehends you, and you writhe at their grip. you plead to them, but its no use. you turn around, seeing rafe also getting held up. the rest of the pogues were nowhere to be found. as long as they got each other, they're safe.

after a quick interrogation, the authorities let you both go. you let out a huff, not only because you were falsely accused, but because you're now stuck with your ex-lover, in a foreign country.

"are you serious?" were the first words you'd tell him in a year. he pulled out a wad of cash and his passport from his belt bag. "that's like, hundreds of dollars, rafe! you could've fed your sister!" he turns to look at you, piercing blue eyes burning holes through your soul. "listen, my only job was to get you pogues to morocco. no more, no less. if you don't wanna get lost, you gotta follow me, I'm your best bet," "as if," you roll your eyes, "we're in the same boat—no pun intended—but, you are also in a different country," he pulls you into his chest with one arm, whispering in your ear, "yeah? but guess who has the money? guess who actually has defense skills. not you, huh?" he shoves you out of his arms, making you stumble backward. you scoff, following him through the crowded streets.

"you look nice," a slight smile dawned on his face as one of the store clerks helped you wrap your scarf around your hair. you both had changed into more neutral colored outfits to help blend in. "hold on" you see rafe turn to a stand that's selling phones. you impatiently tap your foot as he dials a couple of numbers in. you follow closely, wanting to find out who needed his attention so badly.

your heart clenched as you heard another female voice, quickly realizing that it was sofia. of course, why wouldn't he call his girlfriend? now, you distanced yourself from him, looking at the floor as you drag your feet along the dirt, getting your shoes dusty.

this day felt like years. after an extensive search for groff, you'd finally found him. you rode on the back of the motorcycle rafe stole, holding onto his waist. you couldn't help but have your mind flashback to your last motorcycle ride with him, still on kildare, on the way to courthouse to get marriage documents. his cologne hadn’t changed either. you remembered how his cologne lingered on every article of your clothing. you knew he’d been about it too from the way his body tensed up.

you shake your head, he probably does that with sofia now. you sniffle, hoping the sound of the engine would muffle it. rafe pulls off to the side of the road, stopping at a well. you use this time to regain your distance from him, stretching from the long ride. "is that it?" you point to the city down the cliff, squinting your eyes. groff looks at the map, nodding his head. you see the two men bent over the well, and you shuffle to see what they were looking at. "...good thing hollis and I paid off that girl...what was her name? sonya? oh, sofia!" you see rafe's face twist. you kneel down in front of the well, next to groff, "what are you talking about?" "its really none of your business," he retorted.

what happens next is a blur, groff pulls out a knife, attempting to stab rafe. rafe's reflexes work in record-time, but it was a horrible decision to try to help him at this moment. as groff attempts to defend himself, you feel the blade go into your stomach. you let out a sharp gasp, after seeing groff get shoved down the well, you collapse, rafe gracing your fall. "hey, hey, y/n, stay with me, please," his voice cracks as be sits you down on the side. he holds your wound, and you let out a painful groan. his eyes widen. he still calls out for help, desperation lacing his voice. "no one can hear you," you cough.

gentle hands hold your face, "rafe, you can't save me, I'm sorry," you feel a warmness fill your body. "no, no, I can, we can get you to a hospital! stay with me-" you cough again, louder this time, "no, its impossible," he curses under his breath, before shouting to the sky. he embraces you, your voice getting weaker by the second, "hey rafe? can you tell me about our best memories? like...during our relationship?" your voice was barely a whisper now.

he nods, voice barely steady as he begins to talk, "we had a lot of good memories, but my favorite was our last summer, where we were gonna get married in the fall. I shouldn't have cheated, I'm so sorry," he sobs onto your shoulder, "remember when all we did was go surfing? and I taught you how to ride those big swells 'cus you were too scared...and...how we were gonna move out of kildare after we got married? we were gonna move to colorado, live that white picket fence type of life," he bitterly chuckles, "I screwed up, I screwed us, and I'm so, so, sorry. If I could rewind time, just to feel your lips on mine again, just to hear you laugh, just to have you look at me with so much love, I would. I'd make sure you were never under this situation." your mind replayed all of those memories, and with shaky hands, you pull him in for one last kiss, pulling back to say your last words, “I never stopped loving you, rafe,” before letting your body finally succumb to your injury.

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