#gamer life ps

[fantasygamer93youtube]

Choosing Duty Over Honor Honkai Star Rail #youtubeshorts #shorts #honkai...

[ckaviar-aesthetic]

Escaped Prisoner Prank

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[fogaminghub]

✨🎮 Hello, gamers! Are you ready to explore the fantastic world of PlayStation Plus? We've compiled a list of 34 must-play games that have changed gaming forever! From action-packed adventures to heartwarming stories, there’s something for everyone. ���💖 Check out the full post and get your game on!

[darkpathos]

I redrew my Destiny Void Warlock! This has been a long time coming. Once I level up my art skills more, I can see myself wanting to redraw this redrawing lol

[lay-z]

I'm in a ✨️ mood ✨️ This is for you @bloodytalefeathers :)

Synopsis: When life gets rough, you forget about your "soft era", and tend to fall back into your toxic traits and coping mechanisms; feigning toughness and hyper-independence until you can crumble and break comfortably behind closed doors. Only nowadays, your loving boyfriend can read the signs and intervene before things can get out of hand.

Pairing: Keegan P. Russ x fem!Reader

Warnings/Info: MDNI 18+ | established romantic relationship; soft!dom!Keegan; lots of comfort; some angst; tw: eating disorder; FLUFF; dirty talk/cussing; fingering; squirting; overstimulation; two idiots in love

Keegan smirks to himself when the sound of you dropping your keys at the front door reaches his trained ears, followed by the door slamming shut, your exasperated sigh and grumbled curses.

There is no malice behind his quiet snicker; he's simply happy that you're finally home, and he can’t see you yet, but he can already pick up on the mood you’re in by simply listening.

He can easily hear it in the pitch of your voice, which cuss words you're using and the way you stomp your feet as you walk.

And he watches wordlessly from his spot on the couch, PS5 controller in hand and an ice-cold beer on the coffee table, as you drag yourself across the open spaced living room, uttering a half-assed "Hey, baby." to him before disappearing down the other hallway towards your shared bedroom ‒ barely sparing him a glance nor telling him to use a coaster under the bottle for the umpteenth time, like you usually would. 

The former Marine is almost offended by the lack of attention from you; always craving it like the good ol' devil dog he is, though he lets you get away with it ‒ for now, at least. 

His dark brows furrow, eyes flickering down at the table before he grabs one of said coasters anyway, the one with the comic ghost print, just to be safe the next time you come by the living room. Surely, you'll ask him about his day on duty soon, like you always do, and then he'll ask you about yours, working at the office at HQ here on base, and you'll tell him all about it while you curl up next to him on the couch before watching him play for a while.

You don't come back, though.

And when Keegan finally glances at his watch, it's been way over an hour since you came home from work, and he's starting to get suspicious. Hesh, Logan, and Kick keep yapping in the PS party, talking shit over their respective headsets as they play, though their voices merely become background noise to Keegan as his attention begins to shift to more important matters. 

Namely, you. 

Where are his kisses? Why haven't you bitten him randomly yet? Are you mad at him for being away most of the week without proper communication? You're not on your period; he has memorized your cycle by now. Are you pissed off, because he's playing video games right now? But you've never complained about that before, you're a gamer yourself after all, and if there is something that pisses you off, you’d let him now. 

His mind begins to wander and spiral, as it does sometimes when he's getting unsure of something (especially when it comes to you), and before things can escalate, he mentally chides himself and bids a hasty goodbye to his friends and teammates, and before they can even start to protest his early departure, he’s turning off the console. 

Something is obviously up with his sweetheart and he's more than determined to figure out what it is. 

Meanwhile, you’re inside the ensuite bathroom of the master bedroom. You’ve finally stripped off your tight pencil skirt that has been pushing into your stomach uncomfortably, and the confining blouse that has been tucked into the waistband, along with it. The pair of tights which seam has been chafing between your inner thighs all day, finally comes to rest in the small trash bin next to the bathroom sink, and same goes for the bra which wire has been digging into your flesh after breaking through the fabric, leaving your skin all sore and tender below your breasts. 

You’ve barely slept all week, barely eaten anything too, except drinking copious amounts of coffee; work has kicked your ass thoroughly and the death of one of the operators – a young, good man KIA – from a task force you’ve been working closely with for the past months, has left you in a state of shock that you didn’t even have the chance to deal with properly yet. 

Needless to say, your life has been a proper shit show and on top of it all, Keegan has been just as busy, if not busier, which has left you feeling even more needy and vulnerable this week. Seeing him finally being able to unwind on the couch when you came home, only made you realize that you can’t possibly bother him with your pathetic clinginess tonight, so you simply kept on walking, determined to hide your misery for a little while longer. 

Just a little longer. That’s what you keep telling yourself. Just a little longer and things will surely get better. Even though you’re not actively doing anything to make it better, no. In fact, you’ve been slipping back into old habits, toxic coping mechanisms, that either hurt your body or your soul. Sometimes both. It’s not good, but it is what it is. 

It has worked out in the past. That’s good enough to you. It must be. 

Eventually, you manage to step into the shower to try and get rid of some tension in your body and that nagging, piercing headache in the front of your skull that’s been bothering you for days now, though to little avail. It’s still there after the steaming shower you take, but it has somehow simmered down to a dull throb now as you towel off and slip on one of Keegan’s old USMC shirts along with a clean pair of cotton panties. 

Just when Keegan is about to get up from the couch to look for you, his ears pick up the sound of your bare feet coming down the hallway, cutely padding along the hardwood floor. 

His chest constricts tightly, fluttering with sweltering affection, when you finally come into view again, wearing one of his old shirts, the dark fabric a bit too baggy on you, with nothing but some panties underneath. He can see that you’re not wearing a bra and he tries to ignore the way his cock twitches with interest inside his boxer briefs to focus on your well-being instead, but – shit – you always look too good in his clothes to not acknowledge and appreciate it at least briefly. 

However, the look you shoot in his direction, standing a few feet away from him, shuffling on the spot a little as you play with the hem of his your shirt, is downright heartbreaking to him. 

You look like a tiny, lost and drenched kitten that has been left outside in the freezing cold. It reminds him of the beginning of your relationship, when he had worked hard for your trust and honesty. Back when he had to coax you to open up to him; cooing and coddling and pampering you until you felt safe and comfortable enough to let yourself be vulnerable in his presence. 

Now, though, now Keegan can read you better than the palm of his own hand. One good glance at your beautiful face and he knows that you’re not okay, if not physically then mentally, and he suddenly feels his stomach tighten with guilt and self-loathing for not noticing it sooner. 

The corners of your mouth are pulling downward with a quivering bottom lip, chin wobbling as you try to keep your emotions in check in front of him like the little control freak you are, eyes glossy and bright and your eyebrows pinched in a sad frown. 

Keegan knows the answer, but he decides to ask anyway. “You okay there?” 

As soon as your eyes meet his pretty pale blue gaze, you see his usually stoic expression soften, his toned body shifting as he sits up straighter on the couch, and you can feel your throat tighten as you try to swallow around the tight lump forming in it. When his question registers, you shake your head slowly, huffing a small breath through your nose as the dam, still holding back the myriads of negative emotions, finally begins to crack under the ongoing pressure. 

Keegan feels an immediate need to pull you into his arms as soon as he watches you shaking your head. He wants to make you curl up on his lap and let him take care of you the way you obviously need him to, but he stays seated as one of his legs starts bouncing restlessly, waiting on you to make the first move once you’re ready. 

His resolve doesn’t last long, though. 

“C’mere, baby.” He orders then, holding out his arms to beckon you over as soon as he sees a tear brim past your waterline and run down your cheek. At this point, he’s more than ready to simply snatch you up if you don’t comply. 

But then, your bare feet pad over the floor again as you swiftly approach, rounding the coffee table to practically fling yourself into his strong, welcoming arms, making him huff out a muffled oof! as he sinks deeper into the couch cushions with the impact of your added weight. 

Keegan’s hands settle on your hips as you crawl onto his lap, straddling him. Your weak arms come up to wrap around his neck while you bury and hide your face against the curve of his shoulder, and Keegan lets out a soft, pleased rumble when you cling on to him. His respond is immediate, and he wraps his strong arms around your midriff, hugging you even closer to his body.  

“I missed you,” he murmurs against your damp hair, inhaling your comforting scent deeply as he slowly rubs your back with his right hand while the left strokes up and down the side of your bare thigh soothingly. “Why are you shaking, sweetheart? What happened? C’mon, talk to me, please.” 

Keegan can feel your tears soak through his shirt as you bury your face deeper into the juncture of his neck and shoulder, and when the sound of your suppressed sobs and snivels reaches his ears, there’s a sharp sting in his chest before his own vision nearly blurs with tears, too. 

Missed you. He missed you. God, you’d missed him, too, but then again, Keegan can sit right next to you, and you’d miss him. 

“I–I can’t–I just... I need you.” You manage to croak out while your fingers twist and stretch the fabric of his shirt on your fists, desperate to keep him close, scared he might disappear if you loosen your grasp. 

“Need me,” Keegan repeats in a rough whisper while his mind races, trying to come up with the right way to handle this. Need me. Fuck, but he needs you, too. “How exactly do you need me?” He asks eventually, left hand coming up to gently massage the nape of your neck until you let him tilt your head back enough to catch another glimpse of your face. 

Your eyes are red-rimmed, glossy, pupils blown and surrounded by broken blood vessels. Your lips look dry, your skin lacking your natural glow, and a sinking feeling settles deep in his gut as he realizes how sickly you look. Neglected. Weak. How did he not notice sooner? 

His fingers tighten their hold, his thumb pressing deeper into your neck to check your fluttering pulse, making sure you’re still with him, still alive. “Sweetheart–” 

He watches your eyes flutter, blinking away tears as you exhale a shuddering breath. “Please,” you rasp softly, swallowing thickly as you gather all your courage to speak your next words, even though your mind, those damn insecurities, are cursing at you not to, “–just kiss me.” 

His breathing picks up, along with his heartrate. You can practically watch his pupils dilate at once, pale blue turning a dark shade of grey while his blood rushes south almost instantly at the desperate sound of your voice. And that you can feel, too. The way his cock begins to stir and harden underneath you between your spread thighs while his fingers continue to massage the nape of your neck, slowly managing to get you to relax, like a kitten being scruffed into submission. 

The only warning is an imperceptible nod, a quick swipe of his tongue over his bottom lip while his arm around your midriff tightens, before Keegan surges forward to capture your mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. 

You're not quite sure how much time has passed at this point, but some random movie is still playing on TV, illuminating the living room this late in the evening, while you've been reduced to a quaking, panting, shivering mess, still seated on Keegan's lap. 

He’s stripped you bare, switched your position to have your back flush against his chest before coaxing four orgasms from you with practiced ease. Then again, pushing you over the edge quickly has never been a challenge for Keegan, quite the opposite.  

Now, your mind has shut off; your body finally pliant and lax after stopping your initial protest to let Keegan do this, give this, to you. You’ve asked for it, after all, and now your headache is practically gone, and you feel blissfully warm, safe, and soft in his embrace.  

With your thighs nicely spread apart and draped over his knees, Keegan keeps alternating between rubbing your puffy little clit and pumping two, sometimes three thick fingers into your sopping cunt, curling them deliciously while he toys and gropes your tender breasts with his free hand, rolling and pinching your hard nipples between calloused fingertips until you can’t do anything but mewl and squirm helplessly in his grip.  

His cock is aching; throbbing and straining inside his boxer briefs as your sweet ass keeps grinding against his bulge involuntarily, but he's locked in on your pleasure above all right now. 

"Are you feeling any better yet, hm? I'm gonna take care of you all night long, my love. Y'know I will." 

"Always such a good fuckin’ girl f’me. Makin’ quite the mess here, hm? Not messy enough, though." He murmurs hotly just below your ear, the proud smirk audible in his voice before he nips at your flushed skin and feels your pussy clench around his fingers; soaking his whole hand, dripping down onto his sweatpants and the dark leather couch.

"Don't you think that I can't tell ya didn't take good care of yourself these past few days," he mutters accusingly before giving your pussy a few gentle slaps with his flat palm, eliciting a high-pitched moan from you; the obscene, wet sounds and your uncharacteristic moan making your face heat up profoundly. "Dehydration is pretty dangerous, baby, and I know you didn't drink nearly enough water."

Of course, the little shit can tell, but you're close again already, so the realization gets pushed into the back of your mind, because Keegan is thrilled to coax more of those sweet sounds from your lips. 

You nod slowly, borderline non-committedly. “Mhmm,” you hum with your eyes half-lidded, nails digging deeper into his clothed, thick thighs for leverage; some way to keep you anchored to reality as he rubs your clit in tight circles, coaxing you towards the edge again.

“Promise that you’ll stop hiding from me when you’re feeling like this,” he demands roughly, lips lightly brushing over the side of your neck as he speaks before he licks his flat tongue over your pulse point. 

“Promise me. Say it.” He growls this time, teeth grazing the curve of your shoulder as his hot breath pants over your skin, pruned fingers still not stopping their ministrations as you buck your hips with a whine, trying to squirm away on his lap.

You try to keep your noises at bay, but the added sensation of his warm tongue on your sensitive skin makes you shudder, and before you know it, you’re climaxing again; squeezing your eyes shut and gritting your teeth, chest heaving with panting breaths while your cunt clenches around nothing and your whole body twitches and writhes while another wave of pleasure wrecks through your body, though only the tiniest bit of wetness squirts and dribbles over his calloused hand this time.

Yes, you might be dehydrated, indeed.

“F-Fuck–I ah pr-omise, sir!” You cry out, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes once more, though this time it’s the overwhelming pleasure and stimulation bringing you to tears, along with the way your man is currently taking care of you. 

And you could swear you can feel his cock swell even harder against your rear when you call him 'sir'.

“That’s right, sweetheart,” he coos huskily, peppering kisses between your shoulder blades and up to your nape as he kneads and gropes your trembling thighs, finally giving you a break. “You’re mine, I love you, and I need you to let me look after you, ya hear me?” 

Your head lolls back, resting against his shoulder as you nod meekly, butterflies going rogue in your tummy. “I hear you.” You rasp, too exhausted to be bratty and resist, slumping even more against his chest while his arms come up to wrap around you like corded steel, keeping you steady and safe. 

"Good." He mutters against your temple, nuzzling his nose into your hair and taking dramatic little sniffs like some mutt before pulling back and nipping your earlobe, making you hiss.

"Ow! What's that for?" You whine dramatically, speech slightly slurred by fatigue and bliss while you don't even bother to wiggle free from his embrace.

The pout in his deep voice is more than evident when he replies: "Didn't even say I love you back, sweetheart."

[skydoesthings]

yeahhhhhhhhhhhh

yes basicallly everything will happen if I manifest hard enough NO ONE CAN STOP ME MUAHAHAHAHAHA

I finished my traffic SMP season 5 bingo, day of.

Let's do thisss

Also @dioritepoodle, @skydoesthings !!!!

[gaysheep]

Touching is Good: A Retrospective

My trusty Nintendo 3DS, which has held out since I was gifted it for my 15th birthday, has turned one decade old with my 25th birthday this past November. Given new life with custom firmware and nds-bootstrap via TWiLightMenu, the 3DS is stellar for visiting any past handheld title or console title up to (and somewhat including) the N64. (Quick plug for the CFW/hacking community for the less popular PS Vita, too, which has accomplished some pretty crazy-cool stuff this last year.) I use my 3DS more often than I use my Nintendo Switch most weeks.

The Nintendo DS (minus the three) launched in late 2004. The second display and stylus support were novel tools for developers to experiment with, and the NDS is best remembered for its robust catalogue of RPGs and visual novels. Where it lacked in power, narrative-focused games flourished under its technical limitations.

That being said, while browsing the ROM archives on Vimm's Lair to pick up some titles, I was reminded of what an interesting era the mid-to-late 2000s were for games. While Sony and Microsoft were fighting over the "core gamer" demographic, who had outgrown Nintendo mascots, Nintendo led a series of wildly successful marketing campaigns for its hardware after the light failure of the Gamecube, where the Nintendo DS and then the Wii were targeted at...everyone else.

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If you look at ads for the DS and the Wii, you'll see that adults are featured much more prominently than children, especially women and seniors. (This did not go unnoticed, as I found this ancient relic of misogyny while looking for images for this post.) A Nintendo handheld was already an easy sell to parents with small children (though I think it's also notable that ads which do focus on children often prominently feature girls. Munchlax is pretty hot...), but Nintendo's angle for the DS and Wii was that their hardware wasn't just for children. The Wii was a way to get up off the couch and to play board games with grandma. The DS was a great gadget for a working woman to keep in her pocketbook.

This worked. The Wii and DS were two of the best-selling consoles of all time. In particular, the DS's marketing campaign only worked because it came out in the perfect window of time. PDA-phone hybrids had been around since the 90s, and the Blackberry had been kicking around for a few years, but the iPhone wouldn't be introduced until 2007, and the 4G LTE standard wouldn't be released until 2009. While the Blackberry was popular with businesspeople and the PDA was out of style, smartphones were luxury toys for several years; they wouldn't become near-ubiquious until the mid-2010s. I didn't get my own smartphone until probably around the same time I got my 3DS, a full handheld generation later.

Browsing the software library for the Nintendo DS and DSi with that in mind is really interesting. Many titles released for the platform serve the same purposes that would be fulfilled by simple smartphone apps less than a decade later: planners and diaries, fitness trackers, calculators, language learning and SAT prep software, even a guide to the then-most-recent version of the driver's test in the UK. These proliferated with the release of the DSi's virtual store, but they existed even with the base model. You could go to a brick-and-mortar store and buy them on physical cartridges. (You might be wondering, "Why would you bother carrying those around over just buying a Blackberry?" You can't underestimate how expensive the service bills for a smartphone were before companies realized they were the most powerful spyware tool in history.)

There was never a time where every single businesswoman in New York carried a DS Lite, but adults did buy and use them, and a not insignificant portion of the DS's software library is aimed at a casual adult audience. Another niche covered mostly by smartphone games these days—games designed to be picked up and played in short sessions on-the-go, in places like waiting rooms and subway commutes.

Nintendo made crazy bank in the seventh console generation. Publications of the time talked about a console war between Sony, Microsoft, and Nintendo, but the real battle was between the PS3 and the Xbox 360 over the gamer demographic. Nintendo was producing hardware for a niche who would quietly disappear once smartphone sales began ballooning by hundreds of millions per year over the course of the early 2010s.

After the failure of the Wii U, Nintendo's marketing strategy pivoted again, though I doubt they'll ever completely abandon their family-friendly image. Currently beat out only by the PS2 and the DS, the Nintendo Switch may very well climb to a status as the best-selling console of all time before the end of its lifespan, but the "gamer" demographic is much bigger than it was two decades ago at the dawn of the DS. As more and more devices become consolidated into the Swiss army knife the smartphone has become, consoles can only carve out a role as dedicated gaming machines.

I'm not sure we'll ever see anything like the Nintendo DS or the Wii again. I think they're worth looking back on for their uniqueness in that way as much as they are for the more celebrated parts of their libraries.

[bestfusemainintexas]

Introducing myself. 30+ year old Texan & Gamer. Looking to find some friends who are down to game & talk about life. I am a proud member of the LGBTQ community and I will always help a friend in need.

6 things about me.

1. I LOVE anime

2. I love to read

3. I am a FTM trans male (might go into detail at a later date on this)

4. I play pc or ps

5. I randomly quote invader zim

6.I main Fuse or Caustic. Next season I’ll start a page for caustic:)

[pricescigar]

Johnvira HC's ♡

Note: I'm in dire need to make some Johnvira fluff after not writing for ages, so I'm doing this to get back into the grove. I do hope you're enjoy the HC's ❤️

Ps. This gif is how he looks at Elvira 🥹

After Elvira got woken up from her cyro state coma, Price offered her to stay at his home whenever they were off duty.

He knew that waking up 38 years later was hard, mentally draining and all things above that. He knew she needed someone.

Price didn't want Elvira to be alone in a accommodation where all she knew had changed so drastically in a blink of an eye for her.

Luckily he had a spare bedroom in his flat which he didn't use much, turning it into a bedroom for her.

No matter how many times Elvira offered to pay rent, or anything else he straight up refused.

"I'm doing this for you, love."

He was there she needed a cry, for some comfort, no matter how late it was. He was there for her.

Ghost, Gaz and Soap always joked around that Price was smitten for Elvira and they were right.

It didn't take long for Price and Elvira to get together, nor sleep together for that matter.

Price also introduced her to his parents, both of them adored her. Even to the point his mum pulled out the baby / teenage photos.

Despite it leaving Price embarrassed, Elvira found it funny and cute seeing all of the photos.

Price introduced Elvira to Video Games one day to cheer her up, and to help her use it as a form of distraction. He showed her the cozy games I.E Animal Crossing, Nintendogs, the most famous one and little farming games like Harvest Moon. Ect.

Although Price isn't much of a gamer himself due to his work, but it is a perfect way to wind down whenever he's off duty. Even if it was rare moment for himself.

Price got back into playing video games a little bit more because of Elvira, and her enthusiasm with discorving each game every time when they had an opportunity to.

Elvira fell in love with the games immediately and always played them, he also introduced her to more sction packed games and FPS.

Admittingly it made his heart melt with excitment, joy seeing her so excited about video games. And so he showed her nearly all video games that had been released.

Whenever Elvira is stressed she takes her anger out of FPS games, whenever she has an opportunity to use a Sniper.

But also finds the comfort in gaming wether it would be a co-op game with Price or single player.

There had been many times where Price and Elvira played video games until late in the night. And be tired the next day.

But in the end it was worth it as both of them spent time together.

Due to Elvira's occasionally sleep paralysis, he always makes sure she wouldn't fall asleep on her back.

Witnessing it once, Price had never been so scared in his life. When it was all over he stayed up all night watching over her.

An excuse to always keep her in his broad arms as the two sleep together in bed.

Sometimes hearing her sleep talk was funny and cute, hr even tease her whenever she woke up the next morning "did you get the bear?" He'd always say with a tease

even when she tried to get out of bed and walk around. He always gently guide her back to bed.

Price would always rub her back, rub his hands through her hair or even stroking her arm to help her sleep.

And always he is the big spoon ;)

[internetmisfitsworld]

ahh so there's another trailer drops. it showed makarov's mama receiving letter from him. makes me happy tho because i've always headcanon him as mama's boy so, thank you activision for that.

also, it's really cute that she packs some stuff for him. suits, snacks and a goddamn ps5 controller agagaga i know it's probably not serious and just a promotional for ps but it's funny to think makarov as a gamer boy agagagag.

imagine him raging on some poor kid for trolling him 💀

"What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the VDV, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in guerilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire Russian armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the Russia and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Spetsnaz and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo."

[he-is-so-stupid]

howdy fellow otome gamers. I play way too many of these games and I need to get things off my chest. feel free to ask me anything, gush about games you know I've played, gush about games you want me to try, ask my opinion about games you haven't tried yet, et cetera.

Games I've Completed

storm lover, sweet fuse, amnesia, hakuoki (kw + eb), code: realize, collar x malice, psychedelica of the black butterfly, psychedelica of the ashen hawk, 7'scarlet, norn9, london detective mysteria, bad apple wars, cupid parasite, variable barricade, olympia soiree, piofiore, cafe enchante, even if tempest, princess nightmare, taisho x alice, nightshade, bustafellows, nameless, yojinbo, dandelion, tmgs 1-3, mystic messenger, cinderella phenomenon, lover pretend, starry sky in spring, arcana famiglia ancora, arcana famiglia fandisk*, charade maniacs, code : realize~ future blessings*, birushana, nekopara catboys paradise, jack jeanne, code:realize~ wintertide miracles*$

*=fandisks, $=unfinished

Games in My Backlog

ephemeral, anniversary no kuni no alice, starry sky after spring*, ayakashi gohan, dot kareshi 1-3, fashioning little miss lonesome, re: birthday song, ozmafia, palais de reine, the second reproduction, bakumatsu renka shinsengumi, my vow to my liege, backstage pass, taisho x alice heads & tails*, brother's conflict, period cube, hakuoki sweet school life, collar x malice -unlimited-*$, piofiore: episodio 1926*, dairoku: agents of sakuratani, steam prison, amnesia: later x crowd*, butterfly's poison: blood chains, the crimson flower that divides, winter's wish spirits of edo, paradigm paradox, arcana famiglia 2*, radiant tale, norn9 last era*, shuuen no virche

Platforms I Play

Switch, PS Vita, 3DS, PC. (I have a phone but I don't play many mobage.)

My Top Favorite Games

Bustafellows, Psychedelica of the Black Butterfly, Psychedelica of the Ashen Hawk, 7'scarlet, Taisho x Alice, Sweet Fuse, and Charade Maniacs. I have a big love for games with deep mysteries that get unraveled through the course of the story.

My Favorite LIs

Impey (Code:Realize), Mineo (Collar x Malice), Alice (Taisho x Alice), Chigasaki and Dazai (Charade Maniacs), Levi (PotAH), Yamato (PotBB), Yamazaki and Shinpachi (Hakuoki), Suzu (Jack Jeanne), Heishi (Norn9), Watson (London Detective Mysteria), Higa (Bad Apple Wars), Peter Flage (Cupid Parasite), Gilbert (Piofiore), Limbo (Bustafellows), and Liberta (Arcana Famiglia). I have a bias towards dumb boys, basically.

[mahoushojo]

Happy International Women's Day to one of the most badass video game ladies that I've ever had the pleasure of cosplaying as. 👩♀️💖

When I think about which characters resonate with me the most, Rise Kujikawa is at the top of the list. I really related to her inner struggle with regard to her expressing her sexuality and openness. It's been over a decade now since I last played Persona 4 Golden, but I often find myself thinking about Rise and how much her backstory impacted me when I was going through undergrad.

I struggled with my own sense of worth and body image growing up, and it wasn't until I was in university that I gained the confidence to put myself put there. It was through the love and support of my close friends that I was able to find my voice and truly face and conquer my Shadow, my true self. It's through accepting every part of me that I'm able to walk forward into the future with a firm sense of conviction that allows me to push forward no matter what life throws at me.

As I play through Persona 3 again, I'm reminded of just how important this series is to me not only as a gamer, but also as a cosplayer and person in general. The magic of experiencing the world of Persona has helped me immeasurably, and I thank my lucky stars each day that my good friend jose.colon.9659283 on Instagram recommended Persona 4 Golden as the first PS Vita game I should play. 🥰❤️‍🔥

It's through acknowledging your Shadow, your inner self, that you're able to find peace and serenity. When you open your heart and mind and welcome in the joys surrounding you, you're able to truly live your best life. ❤️

Photography is by Seelomiguenphotos at Anime NYC 2023!

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Something we need to address.

Very strong image for the start of a blog, I admit. Although I have blocked words out for personal reasons. I needed to discuss publicly how although I am anti-harassment, this type of "Callout in tags" and mentions of "complaining" when setting boundaries is absolutely disgusting. I will be writing my horror/thriller fanfic, I even started it when the votes were settled yesterday. But this is my genuine moment of taking a breath in and sighing. I was hesitant over whether I should even talk about this on Tumblr or not but there are very few TeruAoi fanfics on the tag and the fanfics on it are horrible outside of my own. I'd love to see less and less of this type of fanfics. This is the fifth one I see online. You are allowed to disagree with my "joke" headcanon as it all started from a typo which made me gain mutuals, but I like both cis and trans Aoi. Can we start a challenge with fluffy TeruAoi writing? Just one day other writers on the tag write fluff for them. Anything, small drabbles really. Life isn't entirely about sex and smut, I'm not going to dictate what you can and can't read, but please try to provide other types of content. Spamming a tag with an already bad reputation and using my headcanons to directly call me out is simply mean and uncalled for. So I'll create a tag called "TeruAoi challenge" and hopefully, before the end of 2023, other people will have joined in. Thank you, truly. Sincerely, a desperate TeruAoi-er. PS: If you need sfw TeruAoi fanfics, here are all the ones I've proofread or written to make sure they're not problematic in any other way then the original manga. If the writers are horribly problematic, just tell me. One - https://archiveofourown.org/works/35769124 Very little mention of TeruAoi but it parallels HanaNene Two - https://archiveofourown.org/works/37620811/chapters/93907264

The fanfic that made me ship TeruAoi Three - https://archiveofourown.org/works/47864101 Written by one of my old friends, a genuinely sweet fanfic. Four - https://archiveofourown.org/works/48853798/chapters/123241390 Fanfic written by me, it's an alternative universe where both have numerous count kills, and their pretty privileges are always used to their advantage but when put against each other, they are unable to fight. Five- https://archiveofourown.org/works/50115895 When I saw this fic pop, I screamed happily. Six - https://archiveofourown.org/works/50275678 Written by me again, it's just a TeruAoi sleepover with gamer Teru. Seventh - https://archiveofourown.org/works/50809261 This one feeds the TeruAoiKaners but the mentions of TeruAoi in this poly couple is absolutely adorable.

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had the worlds most ass morning ever so i’ve decided to stomp into inboxes and throw love at people >:) Your art is single-handedly the thing that got me back into Creating after a months long art block. The way you use colour and accessories is basically amazing and gives each troll so much life and Secret Unseen Unheard of Personality. Like. it Fully sells to me the fact that this is Just Some Guy or Gal with hobbies and trinkets and doodads that were picked up and fidgeted with when the “camera” isn’t looking.

ps: also i will forever be a simp for the way you draw all three of the captors. they’re just such fuckin nerds it’s amazing. bees, always, in the braincell.

This is so nice man qwq on the verge of tears for real! I'm always nervous that my art got worse over time or I'm losing my creative juices, but this makes me so happy to hear!

Also Captors my beloved. Especially sollux the stinky gamer man. Funfact, his style of clothes is basically just what I wear/want to wear because he's the definition of gender

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✮ welcome to my selfship/profiction blog ✮

my name is rin, i'm an irl rin matsuoka & i'm also an alter in an hcdid system. i've selfshipped most of my life but have never been public about it so i'm creating this blog as an outlet away from my main. i'm 21 years old & i'm nonbinary, i use he/they/it pronouns. i'm pansexual & poly. i'll be using this blog to share my f/os & such, & hopefully meet new friends!

ground rules!

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✮ no discourse, you will be blocked

✮ no harassment or antis, you will be blocked

✮ no minors, you will definitely be blocked

✮ no homophobia, transphobia, bigots, general dni stuff, you will also be blocked

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about me!

✮ i collect manga & anime figures

✮ all platform gamer (pc, console, switch, ps vita, mobile)

✮ i own a lot of pets, mostly reptiles & birds

✮ i'm an artist, currently in art school

✮ i'm a cult survivor & victim of RAMCOA & TBMC

✮ also diagnosed with bpd, adhd, autism, ED, & schizoaffective bipolar

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fandoms i'm part of!

✮ free! iwatobi swim club

✮ bleach the anime

✮jjk

✮ my little pony

✮ beastars

✮ my hero academia

✮ persona 3, persona 4, & persona 5

✮ overwatch

✮ stardew valley

✮ bungou stray dogs

✮ dr. stone

✮ seraph of the end

✮ omori

✮ doki doki literature club

✮ pokemon

✮ honkai star rail

✮ wuthering waves

✮ haikyuu

✮ platinum end

✮ blue period

✮ given

✮ no. 6

✮ another

✮ death note

✮ yona of the dawn

✮ serial experiments lain

✮ tokyo ghoul

✮ yuri on ice

✮ sk8 infinity

✮ nana

✮ fire emblem

✮ final fantasy

✮ sanrio

✮ studio ghibli

✮ creepy pasta

✮ monster high

✮ moriarty the patriot

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i love making new friends & meeting like minded people so feel free to send asks or messages! i don't bite :3

thank you for stopping by! ♡