#good memories.

[zexalisliving]

yeah, so while I'm here I'm going to confess.

Over the time I've been gone, I've been revisiting an old hyperfixation of mine called My Singing Monsters. For those of you who don't know, it's a game from 2012, where you "collect, feed and breed new hybrids of monsters and listen to them sing!"

Here's a picture...

I had played this game for a long time and honestly, its my favorite game in the entirety of the world! (Yes, even more than Duel Links)

Um... so like I was saying, in a previous post of mine, I had a new hyperfixation, which is this.

Don't worry, I still love Yu-Gi-Oh waaaay more, but man, this game is good. Like, "I'm surprised it isn't blowing up on the internet" good.

Plus, even if you take away the amazing songs they sing, you could fill up a novel full of lore for just a simple children's game. I dare say that it has more lore than Yu-Gi-Oh!

I will continue to post about Yu-Gi-Oh on here, like I always do, but you can find me post about that game over on, and pardon the long name, @zexalisanmsmfannowiguess

And when I said in that post that I did something weird with it, I meant that I did something weird with it. I am now working on a crossover au called Astral aand the Quest for Snazz where the good old Astral we all know and love meets up with this guy

well...

I think I'm gonna leave now.

That's enough confessing for now

[prlssprfctn]

Freshly adopted Jason, who is so used to taking care of his mother that the first morning in the manor, he wakes up in early hours to cook for Bruce, too.

Logically speaking, he understands that Bruce doesn't need it — he is a healthy adult, and they have Alfred — but it is six in the morning, and his mind is foggy, so he just follows his instincts. Maybe he does not even realise that mom is not here, after all.

Alfred finds him in the weakly dimmed kitchen when he finishes his walk around the Manor before starting with his chores. He is amused at first, stopping quietly behind the child. He is doing great (that's a surprise since Dick intentionally just stirred more trouble), and Alfred can't help but smile a little.

'Good morning, master Jason. If you are hungry, you should wake me up the next time. I promise to take care of you.'

Jason blinks owlishly, still awfully sleepy. His eyes are barely opened, his hands working on the automat.

'Breakfast,' he mumbles, frowning a little. 'For mom- I mean, for dad.'

Alfred's smile falters. His original impression shifts in a late realisation.

Oh.

'Master Jason, you shouldn't really-'

'Finished,' he yawns, putting a one — just one, nothing for himself at all — plate in front of Alfred.

It is a very simple dish, scrambled eggs with some black paper and toasted bread — but not even made in a toaster, just on the pan; this kid probably doesn't know how to use toasters. It smells nice, Alfred compliments mentally.

'Can you-' He yawns. 'Pass to-'

And then little Jason falls asleep helplessly, falling right in Alfred's arms. He catches him, of course. This boy weighs nothing at all.

'Hey, Al,' Bruce sticks his head in the kitchen, no less sleepy. 'What is going on?'

Alfred explains to Bruce what happened, and he is no less distraught. He helps him to put Jason in the bed and eats all the breakfast he prepared, with a mixture of delight and despair.

And when Jason wakes up, embarrassed by the faint memories of the early morning, Alfred puts a big plate in front of him, filled with so much food that his big blue eyes light up instantly.

'Bon appetite, master Jason,' he smiles. 'Your cooking had passed my personal standards for a cook. You are a good soldier.'

Jason giggles, his mouth already stuffed with bacon.

'That I am.'

And that he always will be.

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[theoldaeroplane]

worried that thing you put in your art or writing or game or music is too self-indulgent, too self-referential, too niche for anyone but yourself? fear not! you can do whatever you want forever. and you should.

[comfycozycrossfox]

anyway going 2 see a production of the same show i did during mayhaps One Of The Worst Times Of My Life, with one of the people i was in that show with being in that cast, heres to hoping it doesnt Fucking Break Me👍

[mcsiggy]

Imagine you're in middle school band class and your teacher asks you and your classmates if anyone wants to use their mp3 player to play a song before class ends. no one does anything until this small quiet girl from percussion takes her ipod out to play a song.

Then the song Chop Suey! By System Of A Down and the girl looks like this;

Because she thought it was a good song to play.

[scurvyboy]

not as much memory loss timeline fiddleford you're so cool

[egophiliac]

buckle up lads we're going BACK INTO THE BOOK

[chiangyorange]

the chain but on a scale of who says hooray yippee and wahoo

is this anything.

[rocketbirdie]

so close yet so far

[lesyabb]

♡✮⋆˙ inspired by fanfic "A Memory of Eden"

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Thanks for listening to my sad backstory. Anyway, here's Wonderwall.

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