#darnest answers

[darnestdungeon]

I've recently seen a post on reddit pointing out background characters such as the one in the image, could you by any chance get this ripped by its self?

Here's the little fanatic! They're really cute, aren't they? (this is just an edit I've made of the assets, the unedited textures are under the 'read more')

EDIT: omg this is so funny, I went to save the file I edited and then apparently I had the same idea of assembling these assets earlier at some point, because there was already a file with the same name! Except I used a backdrop on this one too. (also I didn't bother to clean the white specks around the borders of each asset, as you can clearly see if you zoom on it)

[iero]

#okay

Live at Maxwell’s | x

[moondirti]

i love ur writing so much! its honestly gotten me back into reading and even writing myself !!

this is such a wonderful thing to hear! im so so humbled to be that spark for u<3 i hope ur writing goes well. thank you for sending this in anon, now excuse me while i cry

[starshipsofstarlord]

locked away

summary. whilst hiding out from walkers in a closet, you grow extremely bored. the only thing to do is daryl, but you have to make sure he stays quiet

warnings. smut, handjob, sub!daryl, dom!reader, praising, mentions of gagging, crying

MINORS DNI (18+), I DO NOT CONTROL YOUR CONSUMPTION ON THIS BLOG 👻

divider credits. @cafekitsune

The aroma of cigarette smoke that clung addictively to his clothes filled your nostrils as you hid in union together, avoiding the stream of deadly walkers that marched in their haphazard staggering through the wide hallway. There had been worse that you survived through, so as long as you didn’t alert the parasites that filled the decayed human bodies of your presence, you would be fine.

Boredom struck you after the first hour of leaning all of your weight against the chipped brick wall, listening without consent to the groans and growls of the dangerous passers-by. If you had a nickel for each time you expressively rolled your eyes that had adjusted to the shadows which conjured a graphite colouring to which you could see, you would be astoundingly rich in a world without cash currency.

You had an impulse to blabber out the most random thoughts that appeared intrusively in your mind, although you were sure if you dared to your beloved Daryl would gag your mouth with that dirty red rag and tell you to shut up; and it wouldn’t be a first time for that. Your shoulders slumped defeatedly as the pressing circumstances of the long and drawn out waiting game refused to come to an end.

How many goddamn walkers were out there? Actually that was an answer you’d rather not find out whilst you were contained in a narrow closet which was consumed with lacklustre silence. Daryl wouldn’t even meet your eyes in the dark space, sternly pent up from your antics during the run that had lead you into being entrapped by your own free will and vigilance to live another day. He was pissed, and worst of all in this circumstance; turned on.

His pools of pitiful blue distinctly avoided your gaze, trying his darnest to focus on the stakes that were against you both. But he was pursued by a cloaking of consuming lust, his shoulders rigid as he thought repeatedly of your earlier words. If you’re a good boy, then maybe we’ll have some fun before we get home. It wasn’t likely to happen now, the bowman thought intuitively, sharply discarding the sweet images of pleasing you from his brain.

These walkers were preying risk to more than just his life, he felt like he could explode from the overbearing desire to feel your hands rake upon his entire body, and he mentally cursed as he felt his cock spring to life at just the the sinful thought. He grunted in solitary longing, pacing with light and feline like steps as much as he could in the limited ground that was cemented in the storage room.

“Something wrong?” You almost inaudibly spoke, cocking your head as the corners of your mouth twitched in mocking amusement, and he would have whined in response if there wasn’t the threat of the passing walkers merely inches away. “Come here, let me help you baby.” His head was lowered in a submissive bow as he followed your command, creeping towards you until your chests were all but touching.

It was something you adored, to see Daryl in such a state, and it made you feel powerful without any limits. The flow of your bloodstream began to pound with revelations with what you could make your obedient man disperse himself to. It was like he was a buffet of possibilities, however his arousal was rubbing against your thigh, making you recall his desperation, and it would be satire and cruel for you to allow him to suffer without your amorous caregiving.

You shuffled, keeping a balance on your body weight so that you didn’t accidentally stagger backwards into the buckets or moulding mops that were leant against the wall to your left, as you lowered your hands to his wide hips, giving him an affectionate squeeze before you turned him in your embrace so that his back was facing your front.

Admittedly there were times where you loved to listen to him beg and cry for lustrous attention, but now was not the time; neither one of you could make so much as a speck of noise, it was going to be difficult as often times Daryl would draw out long and pathetically attractive moans each time you held contact with his cock in any manner, but he would just have to be quiet somehow, and if he couldn’t control himself, you had ideas of how to make him.

“Be a good boy.” You whispered with sultry warning in his ear as you reached further around him, slowly and tantalisingly unweaving his belt, pulling the strip of leather through the flimsy loops which granted you access to undo the button and fly of his trousers. With swift motions you did so, carefully shoving them down his sides as his cock was released from its containment. It was leaking defiantly with precum, and he resorted to calming breaths as he steadied his own self into being relaxed despite the nearby danger.

He inhaled immediately as he felt one of your hands wrap perfectly around his achingly hard length, gliding up and down the taught and erect flesh which made him throw his long locked head back in pleasure. His eyelids twitched as he fought against his desire to let you know how utterly amazing you were making him feel, as he bit his own bottom lip over and over. You dared to increase the pace in which you were stroking him, and a shattered gasp tumbled past his bared teeth.

Without so much as a thought, you smothered his mouth with your hand, pinching his nose a couple of times between your thumb and forefinger to restrain the oxygen he was permitted for a few seconds. A vibration riveted against your palm, as a quiet moan was silenced by your restriction. His whole body was rattling, as he began to rut his hips so that his cock was moving in the grasp of your soft hand.

“Such a good baby.” Your breath hit his ear as you forbade yourself from saying anything else, knowing that it would be obscenely dangerous, and the hoard of vacantly minded walkers were more than capable of pushing through the locked door. Your thumb rubbed expertly against his tip, as tears began to fill Daryl’s eyes, however he continued to jerk into your grip, and soon they fled from his tear ducts. His salt water, pleasure filled tears rolled onto your hand, weaving across your flesh as his tongue rolled pathetically around your palm, losing any grounding to reality that he had.

It drove you on farther, moving your hand at a quicker pace to make him spill over the edge, and with one last tough tug, he expelled his seed from his balls, it shooting directly in the air for a moment, and landing vividly on the ground. Daryl continued to shake like a leaf, breathing a kind kiss to your palm as he held your hand against his mouth for a while longer. This was definitely an interesting tale, however you would never tell anybody else. Everyone else thought Daryl was the being of all dominance in your relationship, and it made you inwardly cackle at how wrong you were.

He was as submissive as a human could come (pun intended), and he stood there idly and cautiously as you aided him in tucking his cock back into his confines. You grappled his belt, pulling it back around into its holding as you pulled it tightly around his waist, your eyes glowing with the satisfaction that you could make him so easily crumble. With one last pat to his sensitive bulge, you waited a while longer, until the coast was clear and it was only a few stragglers of the herd to take out in order to make your unruly escape.

[s14p-j4ck95]

You find your missing Boyfriend 💙

Reader x y/n

(TW: Mild swearing)

News headlines of a man who committed a crime of horrendous killings in 2013 boomed amongst the speakers upon a tv screen.

Your heart sunk hearing such fake news, you couldn't believe it yet you know it isn't true.

You regret not coming with him on that day just grab groceries, get out, then eat pizza for your dinner date and call it a night.

That face hand cuffed head down,is your boyfriend.

Sebastian Solace.

The paparazzi flashing it's cameras crowding Sebastian and the police near the SWAT car.

"Sir ! Sir! How did you plan such a devious decision upon those murders?" A news reporter shoved a microphone up on his face.

Sebastian didn't say nothing, but his eyes says a thousand words.

"That's enough questions for today, he committed a crime, he was found guilty upon the scene. What happened happened. It is what it is. For now this troublemaker is facing a long sentencing, thank you for your time."

Another police officer separated him away from the news anchorman. Shoving Sebastian in the back of the SWAT vehicle.

You cried a million tears since that say. But your heart and gut is thriving.

Something doesn't bode.

You had to investigate this, you did darnest looking for clues upon the crime scene.

Sneaking around behind the scenes beyond the yellow taped line whenever nobody else is around taking quick snap shots of photos on your phone, calling up friends/employees/strangers who were witnesses upon the crime scene.

None of em wanna come forward. Just the same answer.

"I saw him with that gun, heard shots, I hide, end of story."

You kept going.

Days, weeks, months go by.

Lawyer after lawyer.

Your motivation of freeing your boyfriend prevents you from ever giving up.

~~~~~

You were able to schedule a visit to see him at a Highly secured prison only one time. Consider yourself lucky.

You pulled yourself up a chair buckled up and ready to spill the tea seated by the prison visit window fidgeting the phone cord through your fingers that phone cupped in your ear your eyes beaming with glee seeing upon Sebastian's arrival in his prison uniform.

"Hey." Sebastian signed, his eyes hollow with exhaustion, his voice husky.

"I have a plan Sebby. We can schedule a court date by this coming weekend and you're name will be all cleared! That way we finally can-" Your voice pitched with pride.

"It's not gonna happen Y/n!" Sebastian barked, interrupting you.

"I'm sorry. But-They're gonna send me to-" he paused choosing his words wisely not wanting to hurt your feelings, slouching avoiding eye contact from the guards while being supervised.

"They're taking me to a'special' kinda place, a place where I won't hurt anyone or anything."

You couldn't believe what just spilled between his lips, he's lying to you.

"But we-"

"Their is no we y/n-"

"Okay. Listen. They're gonna help me, fix me up at a rehabilitation facility all that crap, that way I'll be civil. Y/n. I'll never stop loving you, but for fucks sake, please, trust me."

Sebastian hung up the phone, next placed his hand on the window glass placing onto your hand, mimicking holding onto yours while looking into your eyes, your soul. He whispers mouthing the words, "I love you."

The guard dragged him up by his hand cuffs placed him back into his cell back into the dark depts of the flickering halls.

You cried in pain. Someone, something is pulling the strings here to have him lie to you like that.

It wasn't a conspiracy theory, you know it to be true you're not crazy!

~~~~~

Time passes, you try to get a hold of this "Rehabilitation" place. Research after research. Yet you found nothing yet only a symbol.

You were able to get a hold of some prisoners from your last visit from your boyfriend to have an interview with.

One of the prisoners shared in secret that the rehabilitation place, isn't a rehabilitation place at all.

"It's a huge research facility"; prisoner described holdin onto the phone like it's their last hope.

"It's under thousands of feet below the waters surface. The lucky bastard that got in goes by the code name, 'Sabotuer', hes very lucky to be in there, but he never came back."

The prisoner concluded before being taken away back into their cell.

~~~~

You set yourself on a journey to get your beloved Sebastian back. You carefully planned yourself on a huge heist on a false murder charge.

Your plan is coming into action.

You committed the fake crime.

Cops come in.

Arrested you.

You made news headlines.

Now placed behind bars.

Next transported into the rehabilitation place you're looking forward to.

"Prisoner, *****, you're being transferred into UrbanShade for your 93 days of *** year sentences you're currently serving. You're our draftees for a mission you're assigned to, retrieving this crystal can be a very high risk of death.once you return the item you will be pardoned and released your record will be clean with ****** in cash. Good luck." ,

the guard finished his statement dismissing you.

Now you know where to go:

UrbanShade

~~~~

The guards shared classified details with you in a secured office, revealing a mission you're under.

You can get our name cleared but only if you do what they say with promising cash of at end of the bargain.

You had no say whether to disagree or agree anyways, you gotta do, what you gotta do to get your Sebastian back.

"I won't let you down " you spoken to yourself your hand fisted on your chest.

You aboarded a submarine, HQ announcing it's intercom echoing throughout the base;

"Friendly reminder to any personnel heading back down: In the event that you encounter Z-13, shoot to kill."

"Wait Z-13??" You thought.

Who is Z-13?

Now you're curious to your core.

You aboard your assigned ship, down you go into the deep water trenches below.

You follow the basic instructions where to go, how to find your items, your ins and outs throughout this deserted place. Get your shit, and get your Sebastian alive. Maybe.

~~~~

Door after door you get an unsettling vibe from this deserted drenched place. Monsters who you've never seen, hallucinations clouding your judgement.

Documents and flash drives scattered around the corridors you scouted while scurrying to find a decent flashlight.

You grew tired and cold from swimming in cramped spaces, but you're not giving up.

~~~~

You arrive upon door 50. You hope there's some kind of shop for you to restock. Seems like you're out of batteries.

"Running low on supplies?" a familiar voice reverberates the vents.

Your ears perk up, you couldn't help but hold back tears you had to take a seat and process what's going on in your mind. Is this real?

"psst*" it speaks again.

You know it has to be him, you crawled your way into the vents.

You're so happy to hear your Sebastian back!

He's alive he's okay!

He's -um

HUGE!!?

A MONSTER!!!

LOOK AT THAT TAIL!

Those.. hands!

Those beaming eyes.

What is that on his head???

"Welcome,

welcome!

Don't be afraid,

I'm not gonna hurt you,

despite what you have seen,

heard,

and/or been told.

My name is Sebastian.

your only friend.

If im correct,

your supervisors have told you to secure

'loose assets'.

Documents, vials, whatever.

However,

if I can make it worth your while,

i'm gonna ask you to cut a deal.

You give me any research you might have on you,

and I'll give you some of these items ive scavenged.

Here,

you can just, pick it off my tail.

These would be far more useful to you, compared to some

'silly data', no?

If you don't ask questions,

I won't either.

You get yours,

and I get mine.

And if you already have anything that might be running low on juice,

you can buy batteries on the table next to me.

Whenever you wanna get going,

the keycard to the next zone is by the radio.

Free of charge!

No strings attached~"

"Sebby?" A faint whisper loosens between your breath.

"Hmm?" Sebastian looks down below his ears twitched, taking a moment analyzing who he's talking to.

"Y/N??" He fumbles onto the floor finally recognizing you, meeting you at eye level his tail whipping around his workshop, his items cluttered across the room.

He wasn't expecting to see you.

Not anyone for the matter.

"I-I told you y/n-!" He stuttered in shock. He wants to hold you while hesitating to reach for his gun.

Is it really you?

"I know~" you sob with joyous tears running down your face, you wanna kiss him so badly but you don't know if you should or shouldn't.

"I've come to get you Seb. Clear your name, set you free!" You reminded him, cupping his face like a newborn.

Sebastian glances into your sorrowful eyes. His other hand dropped his gun. It. Is. you.

He remembers everything.

Tears trickled down his cheeks.

He couldn't help but ball his eyes out, he wraps around your body with his enlarged tail, his three arms holding onto you like no tomorrow.

Both of you weeping, reunited, together at last savouring this moment.

"Hey. Sebby. Do I perhaps have enough files to buy anything from you?" you chuckled lighting up the mood.

"Oh ya." He sniffles drying up his tears.

"Sure um, one sec y/n. Ok lemme see whatchu have. 1,2,4,47..808. Oh wow. You do have enough to buy from me." He smiles.

His tail unwraps you while he traded your currency to his file,that document is now in the palm of your hands.

"This.. isn't gonna be a satisfying reunion y/n, I'm just being honest here." Sebastian twiddling his claws combing his hair behind his ear.

"What do you mean? Come on it'll be like old times-" you open the file reading out loud.

"Z-13.. I heard of that name.." you paused continuing reading the file, letting that information sink in now with a fixed brow and dissatisfying tone.

You out the pieces together.

It all makes sense now.

"Soo, you lied to me. So I wouldn't get hurt."

Sebastian nodded.

"You're z-13. The. Sabotuer."

Sebastian nodded again.

"And now. NOW. I'm assigned to get some shitty crystal and if I spotted you. APPARENTLY. I HAVE. TO. Kill. You!" You trembled, took a breather finishing your thoughts.

"Don't take my word for it Sebastian. Ok? It was all from that HQ dood, announcement thingy!!"

You threw the document in rage now getting the full picture. You're angry at him for lying to you.

Overall.

You couldn't help but feel sorry for him too.

"Ya I am that guy. Yes I lied. I simply wanted you to be safe y/n. And I think. You. Should go." Sebastian points at the vent, demanding you to leave.

"No no no-! YOU CANT DO THIS SEBASTIAN SOLACE! I CAME ALL THIS WAY DOWN HERE TO SAVE YOUR SORRY ASS! AND NOW YOU PULL THIS SHIT, ON ME ??!" You shouted picking up the document, you wanna keep it for yourself and expose UrbanShade for who they really are what they've done to your beloved.

"GET OUT!" Sebastian roared, "DON'T YOU GET IT?! I CANT LEAVE YET Y/N. I GOT A MISSION TO DO! But heeey~ SUCKS TO SUCK DOESN'T IT??!" He bellows at you.

"Why won't you get it Sebby? After all of my hard work, of getting down here, to get you out, you now, throw me out?? Why Seb?" You dried off your tears, reclining in the flash light ready to blind him, get the document and go.

"Nah ah ah~! I'll be taking that." Sebastian coldly commented grabbing his file out of your hands. Sweeping away the mess like a broom from you with his tail leaving one document he forgot to collect right beside you.

"Fuck you. Seb." You flashed him, snatched the one document and dashed out of there.

"AAAGH!I WARNED YOU!" He screamed, his voice shaking the walls.

You managed to make it out of the vents in time heading out to your next door, you shed a final tear for him, your heart aches, your head held high.

You hate saying good byes.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Danny hates the Observants and the Observants hate him. Granted he doesn't really know why.

I mean, he could understand if it was being part of Dan that caused it but that wouldn't explain why they didn't hate Vlad, they just full on ignored him and his existence (which infuriates the fruitloop to no end) and Vlad was literally the other half of Dan and Danny suspects he may have semi intentionally made Dan in the first place (aka tried to absorb the power from dannys ghost half). So why hate only Danny?

No one answers his questions and he decides to snoop a bit throught he observants things (they can't see him via time shenanigans because of the medalian in his chest) and finds a list of people and things to keep Phantom away from. A list he will do his darnest to check off out of spite.

Starting with meeting one "Red Robin"

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Things go horribly wrong immediately and the two are thrown into a wild eldrich adventure through time and space.

[ditzyclown]

i've decided to celebrate this spooky season by trying my darnest to answer all the asks on my inbox

[anamoon63]

Sims Say the Darnest Things: When you get this, list five of your characters and their best quotes so far. Then pass it on to five other storytelling simblrs.

Thank you my dear @nocturnalazure for this question, it was so much fun to answer! 🥰

FROM MY THE CHO BROTHERS GAMEPLAY

Terence: Mhm, and do you want me to get rid of her the old-fashioned way, or Terry the Terrible’s way? Dale: Whatever you think is best, just please, please, don’t let it involve bloodshed, okay? Terence: Doesn’t sound like fun to me, but okay, we’ll do it your way.

.....

Terence: Now I need some information about the victim… oops, sorry, I mean, about the girl. You know, name, waist, breast and hip sizes? Dale: Terry, come on… Terence: Easy, bro, I’m just kidding. Why do you have to be so damn serious about everything?

(The Cho Brothers, December 07, 2021)

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Kelly: So - we finally see each other. Riley: Unfortunately, yes. Kelly: Yeah, I hate to see you too, but there's something I have to tell you. Riley: You have something to tell me? What would that be? Kelly: It's two things, actually. The first, I'm glad you're leaving this dorm at last. And the second…

Kelly: Don't you DARE come near MY boyfriend again, YOU HEAR ME?

(The Cho Brothers, September 26, 2022).

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Dale: Can we stop talking about Terry and focus on business? Kelly: Do you even talk about anything else?

Dale: Sure, I talk about bars, and sex too. Kelly: Sex, of course. How could I forget? That’s what the Cho brothers are all about, sex and money, in that order.

(The Cho Brothers, November 24, 2021 post).

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FROM MY TIME TRAVELER STORY:

Julliette: So, I'll tell you only this: whatever is going on with your DNA, whatever you are, I don't care. I'll still love you whether you're a vampire, a werewolf or whatever." Robin: "A werewolf? Come on Jul," he grinned. Juliette blushed. Juliette: "It may sound silly, but love you and I'll never leave you, no matter what kind your DNA is." Robin: "I love you too, dear. And it's not silly at all, in fact it's lovely, and a relief to hear that from you".

Juliette: "I - wouldn't mind if you were an alien either". Robin: "Really? Most people are terrified of aliens." Juliette: "Not me. And I'd still love you if you were one". Robin: "Hm. that's… good to know."

(Time Traveler, Episode 209. Hinting the Truth)

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Dustin: Of course, I’m not saying that Oasis Landing is the only place with nonsense laws, I just thought that in the future humans would be more like… free. Robin: Oh, we are, but in the book of the Council two children are more than one man can handle. And if you have them by the forbidden method, the infraction is double.” Dustin: Forbidden method, that blows my mind, I mean, I know Oasis Landing families who certainly didn’t ‘engineered’ their children. My parents, for instance, and Judith’s.” Robin: Because they’re privileged citizens. If you’ve worked for the Council like Mr. Planeson, your family enjoys a lot of benefits other people can’t even dream of having.”

Dustin: So, in the future everything pretty much remains the same: the rich and powerful have all the good stuff and the common people stay poor as ever”.

(Time Traveler, Episode 159. Privileges).

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Ok those where more than five characters, lol.

I could go on and on, but I hope these quotes will do. I mean, my sims aren't too philosophical as to quote them, but I hope the things they say are at least entertaining. 😉

(For new readers who want to see more of the The Cho Brothers gameplay, you can to my #The Cho Brothers tag here in Tumblr, or to The Cho Brothers category on my WordPress Blog Los Sims de Ana If you're interested in my Time Traveler story, you can check it out on my blog too, via Categories for recent episodes, or in the Time Traveler tab of the menu at the top of the home page for past episodes).

[ridiasfangirlings]

yata and kamamoto being those kinda friends who go to the darnest of places just to try a restaurant kamamoto heard about lol

They are absolutely that kind of friends, I can totally see them wandering around the weirdest places in Shizume because Kamamoto heard a rumor about a really good restaurant and invited Yata along. Kamamoto is absolutely the type who hears all kinds of rumors about secret restaurants, like the ramen shop that’s only open between 4-7am and it’s hidden in the middle of a back alley that you can only find if you know the secret code to enter. It’s supposed to have the tastiest ramen though and Kamamoto is determined to try it out and see if it’s truly fated ramen, Yata doesn’t quite know how he got dragged along here but he’s coming too. I imagine them following all these clues and it probably happens constantly that Kamamoto figures out the clue and suggests the answer to Yata, who tells Kamamoto that there’s no way that’s right, he’s figured it out though and they end up taking multiple detours all while Yata refuses to admit he was wrong. By the time they end up at the ramen shop they’re both exhausted and irritable, luckily the ramen does turn out to be pretty tasty though it’s not quite the amazing ramen Kamamoto had hoped for. He still gives it a seal of approval and they head back to Bar Homra, Yata being very proud that he found this restaurant so easily while Kamamoto just sighs all weren’t you the one leading us in circles though.

[darnestdungeon]

Hello! Hope it's not a bother, but would it be possible to get 3D renders of the enemies from DD2? I know the devs made a Google folder of posed renders but I'd love some proper image reference of them all considering how detailed their models are.

No pressure! Thanks for reading.

Hi there, sorry for the late reply! If you don’t mind, could you share the link to this folder of posed references you mentioned? I feel like this would be helpful for those who never heard of it! I’m not sure if this is something the devs shared on the dd discord, I’ve left the server months ago after one too many bad moderation incidents– which didn’t even involve me, I just lurked and felt bad watching it all.

About your request, I’m afraid I won’t be able to do it– someone else had already asked for dd2 enemy refs two years ago and my answer was the same, there are just way too many models. On the wiki, I just counted 74 enemies (including variations like knight/fallen templar) and bosses (end of confession + warlord), and there will still be more added on the upcoming kingdoms free dlc. 

This is just way too many for just one person to handle, it already took ages to render all the 12 heroes available at the time, the enemies would take even longer due to their drastically different sizes, I’d have to adjust the camera position and keyframes for each of them every time, slowing down even more the already slow rendering process, not to mention the effort of setting up the models in blender with their 2 textures (base color and shadows/lineart).

Another complicating factor: extracting the game assets have become unreliable lately due to some backend changes in Unity, the software dd2 was made in, which messed up a bit AssetStudioGui, the software I had been using to extract assets. For instance, I recently tried to get assets from another game made in Unity (The Pale Beyond) and kept getting errors through the extraction process, in the end there were a lot of missing assets, I had to edit a couple myself to put them in the game’s wiki. This is a great game btw but I cannot rec it much due to how miserable the animal deaths made me feel (rip entire penguin colony, I’m a monster).

Now, truth be told, none of the above reasons would impede me if I really really wanted to do it. Heck, making all those dd1 gifs took way more effort and time than rendering all the dd2 hero refs combined but I still pushed through it because I love dd1. I just don’t feel the same passion and drive about dd2 as a whole. I don’t enjoy the gameplay loop, I don’t like the backstories, I don’t appreciate the inconsistencies, like, Antiquarian was deemed “too evil” to come back as a hero, as said by the devs during a live, then turns out Flagellant was the one torturing Vestal but he gets a free pass? And he comes back as a half-rotten walking corpse? As our ally? While we have to kill other half-rotten walking corpses which aren’t obviously evil and by all means could just be attacking back in self defense (widow and woodsman)? See, I have no big qualms with any of these claims individually (sure, let Flagellant and Vestal put the past behind and get amorous, go nuts), but add them all together in the same game and it starts to feel like an inconsistent mess. 

Also, why did time only seemed to pass for Flagellant? It would be so cool if all the heroes had this crazy treatment, like Crusader coming back as a corrupted Tangle soldier, Vestal (or Runaway for the matter) being a former fanatic cult member, Highwayman as a gaunt, like a collected head that somehow survived and escaped and so on. It just feels odd to me that only one hero came back wrong, you know what I mean?

But oh well, none of this matter to me anymore. I just don’t feel like making dd2 renders for the time being, hope this explains!

[greenplumbboblover]

Sims Say the Darnest Things: When you get this, list five of your characters and their best quotes so far. Then pass it on to five other storytelling simblrs.

I didn't answer this for a while, because I didn't had much story content at the time :p But I think I got something here!

Jamie: "I don’t know! Who the hell forgets their underpants after WooHoo!"

Mortimer: "Whenever no one wants to talk to me, I tend to write them a letter. Makes them actually feel guilty about ignoring what I wanted to talk about. You should try it!"

Nancy: "I’ll show him I care!... To the printer room!"

Pauline: "... Girl, you literally just called me up and asked what I’d wear to a fishing event but looking sexy at the same time."

Christopher: "Oh, Watcher on a waffle!"

[simdreams]

No one tagged me to answer the "sims say the darnest things" tag buuuuuuut I can tag myself and make my own rules lol (quoting some random speeches from my ocs that appear here from time to time) Evan: (to the quote "ok, you are not a Big Mistake") "Great! The next time someone asks me what I like to hear in bed, that'll be the answer." Kate: "You can pick the shape and color and then pay with money instead of giving up your soul for it." Anna: "You are single and I'm not even close to considering underwear as your Christmas present!" Lucy: "You never read the Bible? Food waste is a sin." Jimmy: "He's still your boyfriend, though, and I really enjoy having all my teeth."

[colliecore]

I, an asexual woman, have had problems oversexualising myself for as long as I can remember. When I stopped seeking validation from it, I noticed instead I used it as entertainment; "Men are dumb." was my thought process, "I am simply exploiting their sexuality and letting them enjoy themselves to me because..."

See, I thought I had an answer to that one. However as any vicious cycle goes, it repeated but stayed hidden under a layer of deceit. I know I have self respect now, I know that I am better than, not exploiting men but exploiting myself — because in reality, that's what I was doing.

I never had friends, not even as a child — All the friends I did have were people taking advantage of me and I was too autistic, niave and unaware to notice.

This year, I'll be putting my energy into finding true friends. People I can love and can be unapologetically myself around. I'll try my darnest to have at least one pure connection with someone. I'll get myself out more and I'll update you on my monthly goals. I look forward to this February. I look forward to every month. I am hopeful for the future.

Thank you.

[lemonhemlock]

I can’t find the post now, but recently you reblogged something about how the show didn’t think through the implications of making the Velaryons black- it phrased mte very well! I love the actors chosen to portray all these characters- Steve Toussaint is wonderful, and as you said, Wil Johnson absolutely maximized his time as Vaemond. Both actresses for Laena were criminally underused, and Phoebe and Bethany are excellent! I have no complaints about casting! But the writing for the Velaryons specifically just makes it so uncomfortably obvious. For one, in F&B, this family is already shafted by team black. Laenor cuckolded and eventually killed, Vaemond murdered and the cousins mutilated- in the context of the show, for saying the very obvious truth! Like I’m shocked they didn’t think through how this would play on TV, aside from allowing Laenor to live (which is its own thing that has weird ripples they also didn’t seem to think through)

The show then takes it a step further and makes Rhaena and Baela little more than set dressing for the first season. In F&B, we know both girls have plenty of significant moments to come, and if they were white characters played by white actresses, it wouldn’t seem so glaring. But obviously they aren’t, and it instead reads like black characters getting shelved in favor of white leads. It’s just so frustrating to see major showrunners not seem to comprehend how these choices will be viewed by modern audiences. Sorry to rant in your ask! It was the first time I’d seen that touched on in a way that really spelled out the problem here.

Hello there, thanks for dropping by. I'm torn on the issue of the Velaryons, because, on the one hand, for all the criticism, it does make a difference, especially for the actors. You have to question whether HotD would have really been improved upon if everyone were white. It's a ridiculous question to ask, because networks trying to be more inclusive and hire more actors of colour is always going to be a good thing at least for said actors' careers. And the Velaryon actors really hit it out of the park with their limited screen time. Even so, the visibility spike they must have had by appearing in a very popular show watched by millions can't hurt, no matter how mangled their character's development is. So, ultimately, are we really worse off with making the Velaryons black? Not saying I have the answer to these problems, but it's not as easy as just dismissing this decision for diversity points.

On the other hand, there's really no way to say this differently, but not only are the Velaryons shafted hard by the Targaryens in the book, they also end up shafting each other. Corlys does his darnest to prevent his granddaughters from inheriting, Baela and Rhaena bring their 6-year-old cousin Daenaera to marry her off to their brother, Alyn cheats on Baela etc. It's very messy. All of these characters are flawed and meant to be critiqued, but race-swapping them has also geared the conversation away from that, since they already suffer from being shelved in favour of white leads, like you said, so fans are perhaps more wary of being critical of them.

It's true that Baela and Rhaena are reduced to set dressing in the show, but their participation in the war is very limited in the books too. I've criticised their acquiescence to Rhaenyra's betrothal plot in the show, but they're content to be the consorts and not heiresses in the books, as well. So this is not just a show-only thing, it's in line with their book behaviour.

There is also a popular interpretation of Rhaena's character as a symbol of hope and reconciliation for the Targaryen dynasty. It's true that she is the more diplomatic and gentle of the sisters, but, in the wake of HotD... how do you chime into the conversation to point out that ultimately this is a character that was designed to be a white Targaryen girl who just hatched a fire-breathing monster and could very well partake in that supernatural power? (Baela is worried she might use Morning to avenge her first husband's death) I realise that mine is decidedly the unpopular interpretation, but for a corner of the fandom that is so hellbent on criticising the Targaryens for their use of dragons and wholeheartedly agrees that Westeros is better off without them, Rhaena gets off the hook a lot for perpetuating this very system.

In addition, no one bothers to point out that Morning also dies pretty shortly afterwards (for a dragon). Where exactly is the hope here and for whom? Not for the King, certainly, as Rhaena leaves court because her brother cannot stand to be in the presence of dragons (she says she feels unwelcome). He is known to history as dragonbane as the last known dragon dies in 153 AC, so there's no way Morning was older than 24 when she died. After that, House Targaryen's obsession to bring dragons back will haunt them for the rest of their history.

[This is more of an aside, not criticism, but indicative of the same environment. Rhaena's marriage to Garmund Hightower is also seen through rose-tinted glassed. Fans like to think that her six daughters are indicative of a happy relationship, but they do not take the Lady Sam situation into account. If you look at the Hightower family tree, the High Septon refused to marry Lyonel, the heir, to Lady Sam and for a good chunk of time, all their six children were illegitimate. Martyn, the second son, had no issue. Which means that the High Tower would pass to Garmund's line. Perhaps we should interrogate if the reason they had so many children was because what Garmund needed/wanted was a boy, but they just kept having girls. In any case, this exercise was rendered futile at one point, as the new High Septon did indeed agree to marry Lyonel and Lady Sam, after which they got their children legitimized.]

[fictionalreads]

9-1-1 Lone Star Season 4 Catch Up

Episode 11

Judd gonna be a granddaddy!😂 That whole conversation was a wild ride

Oh we get to see Marvin! He’s selfish. Could’ve just been a cameo and not a whole plotline

Oh she’s evil. It’s a ball and they didn’t mean to hit the ugly ass gnome.

Should’ve just let them have the ball.

Mateo. No do not pay that bail.

I’m with Judd. Wyatt doesn’t seem like firefighting is his thing. I wouldn’t make the call either. Woah I didn’t say he was soft Judd. You could’ve told him you wanted to see him on a ride along first or something.

Bad idea Nancy.

Damn. He died. Marvin did it himself, not you Mateo. BAD MATEO NO DRINKING

What the fuck am I watching? Oh he took the rap for Mateo and that’s why he owed him.

This is so weird. But I see why Marvin is a plotline now.

Episode 12

Oddly, I’ve seen this one.

Episode 13

Damn why is her tongue swelling so much.

Grace you still feeling some type of way? I’m not saying you can’t, I’m just saying if you don’t want your mama to know why maybe act more natural.

JUDD SAID HER VOICE WAS THE FIRST THING HE FELL IN LOVE WITH 😭😭♥️ I love them.

LMAO Owen is the other man. Yes he is freaking out.

God I love Judd, “Hey, you riding with us?”😂😂

LMAOOOO DID HE JUST POKE THAT MAN?!

EEEEEWWWWWW HE JUST BROKE HIS CHEST

Damn everybody husband going down. JUDD BETTER NOT GO DOWN

Oh shit she knew

THEY SINGING!! Ain’t nobody gonna get the doctor? The man woke up.

He probably poisoned himself.

Episode 14

Y’all trying too hard to blame her. I don’t believe it.

Paul. You are incredible. I love you.

I love Tommy but her storyline is kind of cringe. But Grace and Tommy together are in fact hilarious. Did he really just break up with her?

Paul gets the win again.

Owen you interfered. You don’t think he would feel some type of way?

HE WAS TRYING TO POISON HER!! OH SHIT IS SHE DYING FUCK OWEN

Episode 15

Y’all it feel like he was kidnapped or something.

Now how did you get knocked out?

Oh that’s sad Grace. She had to listen to that. I really thought the girl was gonna die.

Yeah that detective is an ass and not very good at his job. Oh kick his ass Grace, he did not just tell you to stick to answering the phone.

McGregor please go away

Awe shit Lexie died.

Tell Carlos. Don’t respond. Damnit Grace! CALL SOMEBODY ELSE NO GRACE AND WHY IS MCGREGOR JUST SITTING THERE CALMLY

SHE SWITCHED THE GLASS Smart Grace even if Judd still gonna kill you

He dying?

Episode 16

Tell them. Cause if you just die they’ll wonder.

That was not an answer to the boy’s question.

That guy is a creep, don’t talk to him kid.

Oh good the kid is safe. LOL Kids say the darnest things.

DAD JUDD IS THE CUTEST!! “What are y’all doing Thursday? Good y’all can babysit”

Get out Tommy

Tommy you don’t get to play dumb and be mad. The man called mayday and you ignored it and intentionally stayed it. I get your intentions, but you still put yourself at risk.

Tarlos is so cute

LMAO The reverend and Grace gonna go on a date if y’all don’t get ready.

Watch Grace and preacher man get into it on their behalf. 😂😂 I SAW IT COMING

“Get yo ass up Tommy”

Really Tommy? I mean the man didn’t have to go to HR BUT YOU DID IGNORE HIM

WYATT NOOOOOO I really hate that they did that to Wyatt just to make Tommy and Judd make up.

Episode 17

I think Judd is my favorite. From both shows. This is a new revelation for me.

Woah Carlos you have no from to talk. I don’t wanna get too political cause that’s not this blog but cops started out as a group that was meant to capture slaves so…

Nancy why you so invested?

NOOO THE BABY SAVE THE BABY

Judd don’t do this to my emotions. Oh no he lost function in his legs. I know people live full lives after, but it still sucks when you have something and lose it.

They’re showing Carlos’ dad too much and giving him a role in the wedding other than just being his dad. Nothing better happen to this man.

Judd I can’t believe you’re actually quitting.

Okay Owen do we really need the speech.

Owen. The man clearly had white wine, why did you fill his glass with red?

Ah shit. He got shot. HE DIED?! WHAT THE FUCK

Episode 18

What’s with the eyes Carlos?

Oh God he called him Tyler.

Shave Carlos. Usually I prefer men with facial hair but you just look greasy.

Of course the man had secrets. He was a Texas ranger.

The only upside to this episode so far is that it started doom and gloom which means it’ll be happy at the end.

Judd. Take the signals he’s sending you. He ain’t all that comfortable. Shit I sound like Judd when he’s talking.

This man said 2003 and my mind said “oh 2023, wait how did he make a video in October of 2023? It ain’t October yet and he died.”

Judd. Caregiving ain’t for you. He didn’t ask you to quit, that was your choice.

Oof. The airplane sound? Judd. My guy, my love (platonically cause you belong with Grace), you can’t do that.

Bad Carlos! Don’t hunt down people alone!

NANCY LOOKS SO GOOD MARJAN AND HER MAN LOOK CUTE TOGETHER

Did we know Paul was officiating? I feel like we did but it’s been a minute so… I forgot. 🤷‍♀️

Why is Marjan crying at Tommy singing? I mean it’s beautiful. But you okay sis?

No Owen is not ready.

Oh I liked that ending sequence a lot.

Miscellaneous

It’s been a while since I’ve sat down to watch this show so I’m doing one big post.

Vaguely I remember episode 13 being marketed by the Kendra drama, but I can’t remember if they talked about the McClain sisters singing. If they didn’t, missed opportunity.

TARLOS WEDDING

[bluiex]

Thinking of Bull Scar meeting young child Bull Tubbo.

Tubbo is very excited to meet a bull who went through so many fights like Scar, and is asking so many questions about what it's like. Questions such as if a bull fight is two bulls fighting while people watch on or if it's just a bull in the ring with a human, how many other bulls has Scar met through fighting, and if the chance of breaking a horn is as high as everyone says.

Scar is just sweating buckets and answering the questions semi-vaguely while also warning Tubbo the fights aren't as fun as they might have heard, that the perceived glory isn't as great as they might think. Just, trying not to completely break the young bull's heart but also trying his best to discourage from ever attempting to 'willingly' participate.

AWWWEH Tubbo is just SO fascinated, he doesnt understand how bad it was/is yet qoq Scar is a total sweetheart though, and just trying is darnest to keep it vague while also relaying like Hey, this isn't such a good thing to want to do or get into, but its okay to be curious!