#i don't want to thrive in a fast-paced environment

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Me: Alright! I know this is going to be emotionally draining, but I'm going to start looking for a new job. I'm ready. I'm prepared. I updated my resume and portfolio. I can handle this.

Job listing: Thrives in a fast-paced environment

Me:

[princess35azzi]

you never see it coming 'cause you're blinded from the start

Hiiiii friends.... I don't know what this is tbh. I am just so grateful for all the love yall gave my first fic. I have been thinking a lot about writing Azzi and Paige's relationship at different stages. I hope you enjoy this one. Let me know if you have any prompts or ideas you would like to see me try? I am having fun trying to write fanfic. Can't promise is good but hope you enjoy it.

the first look

Paige sat cross-legged on the hardwood floor, stretching her legs and half listening to the coaches shout about drills. She could smell the nerves of everyone around her—her favorite smell before a big game or big moment. She thrived in this environment. She scanned the court casually, trying to scope out the competition.

That's when it happened.

A girl—no, the girl— draining a three from the wing line like it was the easiest thing in the world. Curls bouncing perfectly, face pure concentration, her form perfect and effortless. Paige blinked. She had never seen her before. She would remember those big brown eyes. Those perfect curls. And there was no way Paige had looked at the dimples uncovered by her smile and not remembered.

The girl turned, effortlessly, jogging back on defense, curls bouncing with each step. She saw her smile at another girl and that is when she felt it. Her heart stuttered.

what the hell was that?

Paige pressed her hand flat on her chest willing it to quiet down...to go back to its steady pace. But it didn't. The moment the girl was running towards her she could feel it...her palms were sweaty. Her pulse thudded in her ears. Her heart beating fast against her ribcage. Pure adrenaline. She had never felt this with a boy or a girl, but definitely not a boy. The closest thing she had ever felt to this feeling was a game-winning buzzer beater.

She pressed her hands flat to the floor like it might steady her. Maybe I'm just nervous. She told herself that, but her body knew otherwise. Her cheeks were burning. Her palms sweaty. She wanted to walk up to the girl, introduce herself, say a joke that brought out her dimples, compliment her shot. Say anything that would make her look at her.

That was the start of it all for Paige. The first moment she craved Azzi Fudd's attention like her life depended on the warmth of her stare.

I was made and meant to look for you

Paige prided herself in how fearless she was. She always took the shot. She always believed it was going in until proven otherwise. She believe she was the best shooter. No doubts about it. But the last few days she had to admit she was everything but fearless. She woke up every day telling herself that this was the day she was asking Azzi Fudd for her number. They had exchanged a couple of conversations. Always complimenting each other. Always in awe of a natural chemistry that allowed them to explode their talent on the court. But every time Paige thought about asking her for her number the words would get stuck in her throat.

And now, here she was running to board her flight back to Minnesota. Knowing she likely missed her change getting Azzi's number. Already trying to hype herself up to follow her on instagram.

Paige dragged her suitcase behind her, her legs still sore from the last two weeks of workouts. She felt that soft ache of exhaustion — the good kind— like every muscle in her body had worked for something worth having and remembering.

As she moved down the narrow plane aisle, earbuds in but nothing playing, she glanced up out of habit. A few roads ahead, he eyes caught a familiar shaped— curly hair pulled into a bun, a goodie bunched at her neck. Azzi.

Her heart did that little stuttered she had grown used every time Azzi was near. It felt like when static shocked her in the winter. Knowing it was bound to happen, but still shocked at her body's reaction to the electricity.

Yep. There she was. A few rows back on the other side, window seat. Empty seat next to her.

She was not one for praying. But she found herself thinking please, please, please let the seat next to her be open.

She almost walked past her. Pretended she didn't see her. Avoided the potential awkwardness of fumbling through conversation for the next 8 hours. But she couldn't. This was her chance. And she knew in that airplane's hallway that this would mark a before and after in her life.

Azzi looked up. Her eyes lit up. "Paige?" Paige gave what she hoped was a cual smile, "hey...mind if I—?

"No, sit!" Azzi scooted over quickly, like she had been hoping for the same outcome. Paige released the breath she didn't realize she was holding.

Azzi broke the silence, "you were crazy good at trials...never seen anything like it."

Paige smiled, the apples of her cheeks in full display and a faint blush making an appearance. "Thank you. Appreciate it. But you were unstoppable. Not a flaw in your game. You're like a princess of basketball."

Paige knows she talked Azzi's ears off during the entire 8 hours flight. They talked about everything. How nervous they had been about the trial. Their families. Azzi told her about her parents and how her mom and dad taught her everything she knows about basketball. And Paige told her about her younger siblings and how much she loved being a big sister. She told her about how Minnesota winters were brutal but gave the most beautiful sunsets and sunrises. She made her laugh.

Every time Paige made Azzi laugh she swore it echoed right through her ribs and lodged itself in the little cavities of her heart.

At one point Paige leaned her head back against her seat and tilted it towards Azzi. Both their arms resting in the armrest. "This is nice," she said, so quietly she wasn't even sure Azzi heard her.

Azzi stayed quiet for a couple of seconds and then softly said: "Yeah. it really is."

For the first time in two weeks they both felt they didn't need to prove anything. Azzi was not overthinking her next steps. Paige was not feeling the pressure of every breath.

This time Paige did not miss the opportunity to grab Azzi's number.

That very night she laid in her childhood bed realizing that since the moment she set eyes on Azzi she hadn't stopped thinking about her. She thought back to all the times her friends had tried to explain this feeling when they told her about their crushes on boys. How they told her they would sit by their phones waiting for a text or how they would agonize about what to text them first.

This was the first time Paige felt that feeling. She had spent the last hour looking at the blinking cursor on her phone "Hi Az, hope u are having a good time with ur grandparents. I miss u...is that crazy?"

i shouldn't be jealous you aren't even mine

Paige's senior year had been ruined by COVID. She might never admit it outloud but it had also been the best year of her life? In a truly miracle event Azzi and Paige had convinced their parents to let Paige quarantine with the Fudds. Seeing Azzi every day had only been a possibility in Paige's wildest dreams. Dreams where they attended Uconn together. Dreams where she saw herself holding her hand and being more than friends.

They were sitting on the floor of Azzi's room, backs against the bed, socks half on after their backyard one-on-one. Paige crashing out about losing a game of HORSE. Azzi looking at her similing and dimples out "relax...there is no need for you to be this dramatic."

Paige let out a dramatic sigh "you are a cheater...tomorrow I want my rematch."

Azzi scoffed. They remained sprawled out, shoulders brushing every so often, Paige's playlist playing in the background. Azzi was scrolling through her phone. Paige was trying not to look like she was staring. She was trying and failing.

A name lit up Azzi's screen: Kyle

Paige didn't realize she was holding her breath until Azzi picked up the phone, thumbed the notification away, and said casually, "He's so annoying."

Paige tried to sound casual. "Who?"

Azzi smiled just a bit, "this guy I volunteered with at camp. He's been texting a lot lately."

"Oh."

Azzi glanced at her, her eyes searching for something, "he asked me out."

Something in Paige went quiet. Her throat felt suddenly dry. Her ears buzzing. The air became thick.

"Oh. umm...do you...have you...do you like him?" she asked quietely bracing herself for Azzi's reply.

Azzi stared at her smiling softly and shaking her head, "i ...i don't know...i might like someone else it doesn't leave much room for thinking about others."

Paige's heart felt like it was dislodging from her chest. She tried her hardest to control her face. Tried to smile. To stay unreadable.

"someone else, huh?" she joked, voice light but forced. "You've never mentioned anyone?"

Azzi sat playing with the cords of her hoodie between her fingers, eyes on the floor, not meeting her gaze.

"I don't know if she would ever see me that way."

Paige felt the buzzing in her ears intensify. Her heart beating out of her chest. Her palms sweating. She felt like her world had shifted. Azzi. Her Azzi. Liked girls?

She was afraid to ask but still offered, "do you wanna talk about it? she asked softly.

Azzi hesitated. Holding her eyes for a couple of seconds. "It's complicated." she said.

Paige swallowed hard. Taking a deep breath she stretch her head a little. Brushing her pinky against Azzi's. She held it while her thumb rubbed over it.

Paige knew it in that moment. That Azzi's confession about liking a girl shed light into what they had become over the last year. The late-night, early morning, midday, any available minute Facetimes. The way they always touched and reached for one another, always a second longer than necessary. The way Paige dreamed about her and woke up with her name stuck in her chest. The way her breath caught in her throat every time Azzi was close enough for her to smell her vanilla and coconut lotion.

"Well," Paige said picking at a loose thread in the carpet, "whoever she is...she is lucky?

"Yeah?" said Azzi finally glancing at those blue eyes. Her smile small and unsure.

Paige nodded. "Azzi. You are extraordinary. Impossible not to like."

The beat of silenced stretched between them, quiet and tender, like something was about to be born— or broken.

you got me kissing the ground

Azzi has committed to Uconn and Paige thinks it might be the best day of her life.

The gym was empty, the air still warm from the earlier drills, smelling like the rubber soles and sweat around. Paige kind of loved it here— the quiet moment after all the noise. The calm earned by exhaustion.

She and Azzi lay side by side at the half court, both sprawled out on their backs, breathing hard from a one-on-one that had ended with Paige collapsing dramatically and yelling, "I am dead. You officially have killed me."

Azzi's soft laugh echoing in the quietness. "You are a drama queen, Bueckers. What would people say if they knew I had you begging for forgiveness? I thought I was going to Uconn to play with the baddest of them all"

Paige laughed softly turning to look at her. They were so close their shoulders were touching each other. Paige reached out hesitantly, and hooked her pinky around Azzi's.

Azzi didn't pull away.

Paige stared up at the ceiling. "You ever feel like the world's just...too much sometimes?"

Azzi hummed quietly.

"And then..." Paige's voice cracked a little, but kept going, eyes fixed on the ceiling lights, "then you're with someone and the noise stops? Just for a bit. Everything slows down. It's quiet...and you can breathe again?:

Azzi turned her head, facing her now. Their pinkies still linked.

"That's how I feel when I am with you," Paige whispered. "Like I don't have to try to be anything else. Like being just me is enough for once."

Azzi's eyes glistened, her mouth parting like she wanted to say something.

"Being with you feels like the first time I ever played basketball."

Paige turned her head, breath catching, "yeah?"

Azzi nodded slowly. "All nerves. Sweaty hands. Fast heartbeats. Like I know its right...but still scares the hell out of me...like—"

Paige can't help anymore. She leaned in, interrupting her, hand brushing against Azzi's jaw and her breath warm against her lips. It was slow but sure, hungry in a way that had nothing to do with urgency and everything to do with the fact that she had been waiting years to feel the pillowy feel of Azzi's lips between her own. Azzi kissed her back like she had been waiting just as long.

When they parted, barely an inch between them, Paige whispered, "You taste like Gatorate."

Azzi laughed, soft and breathy, lips capturing Paige's again biting lightly. "You're not complaining."

"I really, really am not." she breathed while she dragged Azzi onto her lap.

friends don't kiss and rip you apart

It continues like the most natural thing in the world. After that first kiss, it was impossible to stop.

The touches lingered too long. Looks that said too much. Late-night visits that ended with lips brushing and hands roaming, their bodies closer than either of them would admit come daylight.

Paige showing up at Azzi's suite late at night, hoodie pulled over her head, pretending she just wanted to watch film or grab a snack, listen to music...Azzi would let her in without a word, already knowing they would end entangled limps, muffled giggles, a shared shaky breath in the dark.

It wasn't just physical. But they tried to convinced themselves it was. Until they couldn't. They thought they could handle it. They thought they were protecting each other from all their flaws. Until they couldn't.

It started breaking quietly, like a floorboard bending under too much weight. A sideway glance at a party. An unanswered text.

The worst came one night.

The lights in Paige's room were low, Paige's playlist filling the silence. Azzi stood near the door, jacket still on, hands clenched at her sides.

She hadn't sat down.

Paige could feel her pacing energy from across the room, even without looking up. She pretended not to be terrified by the fact that for the first time ever she didn't know what to do to quiet Azzi's mind. To bring calm to her. All she had been able to do lately is bring her pain.

Azzi finally spoke. "I can't keep doing this."

Paige closed her laptop. Her throat tightened. "Doing what, Azzi?"

Azzi gave her a short and humorless laugh. "Exactly this. Pretending we are fine. Pretending this is casual when it's not. At least not for me."

Paige stood "We said no feelings, Az."

"You said no feelings," Azzi snapped. "And I agreed because I thought...maybe...maybe you just needed time to figure things out. But it's been months, Paige. And all I get from you are these pieces of you. You pull me close enough to taste something real and then you disappear again."

Paige paced the small area of her room, restless. "It's not about you. You're...you've always been everything...I just...Azzi...I just don't want to burn us. I don't want to burn you with...everything just everything always ends. I could not handle losing you forever....not you."

"That's the problem," Azzi said, her voice quieter now. "You don't believe you deserve this. Us. You hide behind the team, the pressure, or whatever version of yourself you think I'd be better off without."

"Maybe is for the best" she says as she looks down.

Azzi stares at her, her jaw clenched. "Do you even want me? Or do you just want me when its convenient —when the gym is empty and your head is too loud and I am the only one that knows how to quiet it down?"

Paige's silence is enough.

Azzi steps back like she's been shocked. "I can't love someone who won't love me back. Who won't fight for me."

And she leaves.

the post-mortem

It had been weeks since Azzi stormed out of her room. To most people they were doing okay. Or at least pretending to be okay.

Paige and Azzi still passed each other water bottles at practice. On the court they were still tethered to one another. They still sat next to each other on the bench, knees bumping, pretending it meant nothing. Pretending they could go back to a version of them that no longest existed.

It was clean. It was safe.

Until it wasn't.

Four months after Azzi walked out of her room with her heart.

The team had gone out for a post-win hangout at Ted's. Nothing crazy, just music, fries, and a couple of dirty shirleys. Paige had been leaning against the wall, drink in hand, half-listening to Nika talk about some viral video when her eyes locked on the scene across the room.

Curly hair pulled into half-up ponytail, her laugh cutting through the thrum of music and chatter like it always did. She was standing with Ice and KK near the bar. One of the softball girls was talking to her. Blonde. Predictably. Azzi had a type apparently. Baseball cap flipped backwards. Hand on Azzi's arm.

Paige's stomach flipped. And she knew it was not from mixing her drinks.

She downed the rest of her drink burning down her throat.

Nika appeared beside her, looking concerned. "You good?"

"Totally," Paige said, her voice loud and too bright. "So so good, Nika"

Carolina gave her a sideways glance. "that your fourth drink?"

"Fifth" Paige said, raising the empty cup like a toast. "Who's counting?"

"You're a lightweight," Nika muttered gently taking the cup from her hands. "Why don't we get you some water...whats going on?"

Paige didn't speak. She didn't have to. They followed her gaze.

Azzi still laughing. The blonde girl leaning closer.

Paige tore her eyes away and pushed off the wall. "I am going outside"

Caroline held her arm "You sure? We can go home."

"Nope. I'm chill" Paige forced a smile " I just need...I am just gonna— need air."

Outside, the cool air hit her like a slap. She wasn't sure if the cold air or the tightness on her chest were making it hard to breathe. She sat down on the stairs, elbows on her knees, head in her hands.

She had made a mess of the most beautiful thing she ever had.

You don't get to be mad, she told herself. You said she deserved better. You told her no feelings. You told her you didn't know what to do with all her love.

But she was mad. Mad and hurting and so in love it was tearing her chest open.

Paige went back inside. And she should have known better. This night was never going to end well for her.

Nika was holding her up on one side, Caroline on the other, both of them exchanging looks over Paige's head like what the fuck are we supposed to do with her.

"She's never like this," Carlina muttered.

"She is having a hard time with...well you know" Nike said

Azzi trailed behind them arms crossed over her chest, jaw clenched.

She knew.

They finally got Paige up the steps to her apartment, the keys fumbled from her hoodie.

"Alright, Bueckers, you little superstar," Nike said as they shuffled inside. "Time to sit before you faceplant on the carpet."

Paige stumbled onto the couch and mumbled something about the room spinning too fast.

"I will get her water," Caroline offered, disappearing into the kitchen.

"I got her," Azzi said quietly.

"I got her", she repeated quietly.

Nike hesitated, then nodded. "Call us if you need anything."

Finally, alone. Azzi knelt in front of Paige, who was now slouched over, tugging at the bottom of her Uconn hoodie like it offended her.

"I'm hot" Paige complained.

"Okay" Azzi said gently, "lets get you into some pijamas"

She helped her sit up and peeled the hoodie over her head. Paige didn't fight, just blinked with bleary eyes. Azzi tried not to look at the way her fingers trembled as she helped her out of the rest of her clothes and into an oversized t-shirt. One of Azzi's favorite. The memory like pouring salt on a very tender wound.

"You're so good to me," whispered Paige as Azzi helped her onto her bed.

Paige closed her eyes. Azzi couldn't help but brush the hair away from her forehead. She leaned in and gave her a small kiss on the forehead. She missed her so much. It broke her to see her this way.

As Azzi turned to leave the room Paige lifted her head turning it towards the door and whispered "Azzi..." Azzi turned to look at her "Azzi...I hate you. I wish you never came to Uconn. I wish you never made me love you."

If you jump, I jump

The sun cracked through the blinds like a punishment.

Paige groaned, rolling over in her bed, her head pounding and her mouth dry. She felt like she had ran 100 miles. And then slowly— worse than any hangover— the memories of the night before.

The bar. The girl. Azzi.

Azzi, I hate you.

She sat up too fast, heart lurching, guilt settling in the pit of her stomach, despair crashing into her chest with the weight of everything she said to Azzi. Or more exactly what she hadn't had the courage to say.

Her shirt clung to her skin with sweat, her blankets on the floors. And then she saw it: a glass of water on her nightstand, half-drunk, and a folded hoodie — it smelled like Azzi. She had stayed. She had taken care of her. Even after everything she said.

Paige couldn't think. She grabbed her phone, shoved her feet into her sneakers, put her pants on and grabbed the first hoodie she saw, and left.

Azzi was walking back from class when she saw her.

Paige, standing on the steps of her dorm, hoodie pulled up, hands buried deep in the pockets. She looked distraught.

Azzi kept walking. She wasn't going to make this easy. Not after what she said.

Paige stepped forward immediately, jumping in front of her "Azzi"

"I remember," Paige said "i remember everything I said last night. I was drunk but not that drunk. I need you to know I don't hate you."

Silence stretched between them, students passing by in waves.

"I don't hate you," Paige said her voice softer now. Honest. "I don't hate you. I remember the first time I ever saw you...curly haired...skinny arms...perfect form...breathtaking dimples." she lowered her eyes to the floor.

"It was hard letting you leave, Azzi. It was hard losing you. And it's hard seeing you everyday. And I am afraid it will always be this hard. Because I have been in love with you since before I knew what love was." she reached for Azzi's hand and Azzi let her. Paige linked her pinky to hers.

"I grew up not believing in love. My parents divorce showed me that it always ended. My mom leaving showed me that maybe I wasn't worth loving not when it was inconvenient, anyways." she gave her a sad smile.

"I hate that I screwed this up. That I made you feel like I didn't want you that I didn't love you. I hate that I let you walked away and didn't fight for us."

"Why didn't you say something before?" said Azzi her eyes still guarded.

"Because Azzi...I have never been enough for someone to stay."

"And Azzi, you...you love with your whole heart. And I thought...If I let myself be loved by you and I am not enough. I could not survive it."

Paige stepped closer, "But I am tired, Azzi. I am tired of running. I am tired of pretending I would rather be loved by you and love you than pretend I don't want this more than I've ever wanted anything in my life."

Azzi searched her face, her eyes full of fear and hope. Then she finally— finally— took a breath after months of her chest pressing against her ribcage.

"You have one chance."

Paige smiled, a real smile one that reached her eyes

"I only need one."

Paige stepped forward, closing the space between them, and pulled Azzi into a hug that felt like home — real, full, and everything they hadn't let themselves feel for months.

Azzi unlocked the door and stepped inside to let her in. The door clicked shut behind them.

"I meant it today," Paige said softly. "Every word."

Azzi nodded, stepping closer. "Good."

She closed the space between them and kissed her— slow at first, like she was relearning Paige's lips. Paige melted into it, her hands gripping Azzi's waste like she was afraid if she let go Azzi would vanish. The kiss deepened, heat unfurling between them like a fire that was breathing back to life.

Azzi's hand moved up under Paige's shirt, resting on her ribs like she was holding something precious. Paige's fingers traced Azzi's spine, slow and reverent.

When they finally pulled back, breathless and flushed, Paige stared up at her, eyes soft. " I was so scared...that you'd moved on. That I was too late. That I was too much. That I had pushed you too far."

Azzi kissed the corner of her mouth, her eyes, her jaw, and then her collarbone. "You weren't. I know you better than anyone."

"Thank you for loving me even at my worst" Paige said closing her eyes and whispering to her ear "I have loved you since we were kids and I am going to love you for the rest of my life, Azzi Fudd."

[robertseanleonardthinker]

house and wilson r both autistic and on complete opposite ends of the spectrum

(bear with me here i'm autistic myself and it's hard to articulate my thoughts)

wilson masks heavily. he knows he's different than everyone else and he tries so desperately not to be. he wants to be seen as a normal guy. he's the furthest thing from it but nobody needs to know that if he can help it. he knew he was different since he was a kid and it upset him. he worked so hard to create an image of himself that is palatable. he is very concious abt it. he clings to normalcy. his knuckles r white and his nails r digging into it. the only person he is ok with letting go of it for is house. house is is safe space. house is the one person he knows will not care if he acts a little different.

house, however, doesn't mask very much at all. if he wanted to, he probably could (although i also partially think he couldn't) but he doesn't. he just doesn't give a shit. he doesn't care abt what ppl think and he doesn't rlly care how he affects them either. he says what is on his mind. he is the way he is and he feels no shame for it. social rules r stupid and he doesn't respect them. he doesn't respect any rules.

wilson is primarily sensory avoident. he likes peace and calm. he especially doesn't like visual overstimulation. he likes things to be neat and pristine. when his space is organized, he can function. his environment influences the state of his head.

house is very sensory seeking. he thrives in chaos. he needs the outside world to be as fast and loud and hectic as his mind is. he needs noise and things to look at and something in his hand (his stupid red autism ball). he's never doing nothing when he's thinking. he likes soap operas and crappy reality tv partially because it's good background noise. it doesn't take up much brain power, but it's still a constant noise.

wilson has big body language. he is very expressive. i know this is rlly bc rsl is a stage actor and that's what they do but. let me have this. but that's just how he is. every symptom of autism exists on its own spectrum. some autistics have a very flat affect, very little body language, and very little expressions. some (wilson) have the exact opposite.

house doesn't outwardly show many of his emotions. he definitely feels them, they're very intense, but he doesn't display them. he isn't expressive, and it's not by choice. that's just naturally how he is.

this is more of a headcanon but whatever. wilson likes stim toys. he stims subtly (part of him trying to cling to normalcy. he needs to stim and he knows that but he won't do anything like hand flapping or rocking.), like with a fidget cube or one of those spinny rings. when he's alone, he'll sometimes let himself stim in bigger ways and it's a great release. he doesn't rlly need to stim as much as house does tho. also i think he'd love pressure and cuddling for stimulation. he'd like to be squished.

house is always stimming. this isn't a headcanon. this man is always doing something! pacing, playing with his ball, listening to music, he's always doing something for some sort of stimulation. he likes vestibular stimming and big full body stims best. he likes to move and do things. he likes to be busy. a fidget toy won't do much for him. he was a pretty active person before the infarction, and that was a great release for his emotions. but now he can't do the things he used to so he needs to constantly be moving. he doesn't get a big release so he's just constantly letting it out.

they're both very particular abt their ways of living, but they do not live the same way. wilson likes calm, house likes chaos. if this is disturbed, they get upset and distressed.

wilson has more shutdowns, house has more meltdowns. not to say they don't have both, tho.

also i feel the need to say this: house's special interest is humanity. he loves puzzles and humans are the greatest one of them all. everything he does is motivated by his need to know why people do what they do. oh and also monster trucks.

[itsscromp]

Hiccup & Toothless X reader platonic

Hey everyone, for a different change of pace I decided to do an original story. One that I have had since I was 13 !!!, I know a long time eh ??. But I hope you all enjoy this story as much as I do writing it. Word count:869

"Oh... my head..."

You woke up on a shoreside, your boat shattered to pieces. You had no idea where you were. You needed to find help and fast, someone had to have answers.

You got up dusting the sand off, you then heard a mighty roar, but no ordinary roar, it was unlike any other animal. You looked up into the sky and saw something that made you so scared. A dragon.

"Oh gods..." You then ran into the forest nearby, needing to get away from the ferocious beast. But in the sky, this dragon was flying... with a human, his name was hiccup haddock the III and his dragon best friend toothless. Toothless saw something down on the shore, heading into the forest. Making a noise to alert hiccup of what he saw.

"What is it bud ??, see something"

Toothless nodded, flying down to the shore as hiccup hopped off his back and looked around.

"There doesn't seem to be anything here bud"

Toothless then sniffed the ground and then headed to where it was coming from. "Wait up bud !!"

You were still running from the beast and hid behind a huge boulder, pulling out a dagger ready for anything.

"Please don't find me, Please don't find me" You muttered to yourself

Toothless continued to sniff out the scent until he reached the boulder, making another noise to alert Hiccup. Then you jumped out of the boulder and held out your dagger. Toothless seeing the dagger, his pupils dilated and growled at you, protecting Hiccup from the danger.

"L...look I D..Don't want any trouble" You shakingly pointed the dagger at them

"It's okay toothless..., Hey there... my name is Hiccup, this is toothless. We mean no harm."

"How do I not know that ??" your eyes were wide with fear

"Here" Hiccup then put his utilities down on the ground and kicked them away gently "See ?? No harm" He smiled gently at you. Toothless was still hesitant of you but he stopped growling.

You slowly stopped shaking and then lowered your dagger gently.

"Ok... I trust you..."

"Can you tell me your name ??"

"Y/n..."

"Ok, Y/n... would you like to come back to my village with me ?? we can provide you with food, water, clean clothes and shelter."

"Are you sure ??"

"I promise"

You then looked at Toothless, You were still hesitant, his pupils dilated into more... puppy like eyes.

"Is.... Toothless gonna hurt me ??"

"No, he won't. Here, trust me" Hiccup gently took your hand and held it near Toothless's snout. He gently sniffed your hand and then pressed his snout on your hand. signifying he trusts you as well.

"Woah..." You gently started petting toothless, who opened his eyes and made happy noises. Enjoying the pets.

"It's majestic isn't it ??"

"This is awesome !!!" You smiled wide gently still petting toothless.

"Maybe after then you might be able to have your own dragon"

"I.. can have my own ??"

"Yeah, but one thing at a time ok ??"

Hiccup then hopped on Toothless's back, having a horse saddle as well. "Come on, Hop on" He smiled

You took a deep breath and hopped on, toothless then lunged and flew high into the sky. you clung to hiccup making sure you don't fall off.

"Woah.. woah !!!!"

"Toothless be gentle ok ??"

Toothless nodded and gently glided across the sky, the view was amazing.

"Wow..."

"Never gets old." Hiccup patted your leg

After a bit of flying, you then arrived at the village of berk, this village was thriving thanks to dragons and Vikings living peacefully. Landing you hopped off toothless and looked around. this was unbelievable.

"Ok my house is this way, come on"

Climbing up the hill you three entered his house, a nice and cozy environment, until a booming voice startled you.

"Ahh ma boy, was beginning to wonder where ya went" This man was huge, looking like 7 feet tall with a massive beard. "and who may you be ??"

"Oh dad this is y/n, y/n this is my dad Stoick the chief of berk"

"Oh... it's nice to meet you sir"

"Dad are you cooking lunch ??"

"Yep, I would assume y/n would want some too ??"

You nodded and Stoick served you a bowl of his famous broth, you three then sat down and y/n explained everything that happened to him.

"Oh y/n... I'm so sorry that happened."

"Thank you... But I really don't know what to do now... everything's in shambles"

Hiccup, Stoick and Toothless looked sadly at y/n, you were all alone, nowhere to go. Toothless crawled to you and nudged his head onto your hand, hoping to comfort you.

"Well... how about we make you a resident of this village ??" Stoick offered"

"Really ??, Are you sure ??"

Stoick smiled and nodded

"Thank you sir"

Hiccup patted your back "Welcome to berk y/n"

Toothless showed you his gummy smile and nuzzled his head to you.

"Wait I thought he had teeth earlier ??"

"Oh, he has retractable teeth, hence the name toothless."

You smiled, already can't wait to learn more about dragons, and maybe just maybe. Have your own.

Taglist: @callofdudes

[goldenlikedayl1ght]

bound for n.y.c - g. van fleet

a/n: hi everybody! i’m back with a cool 3.6k fic about the one, the only, greta van fleet! i am seeing them at msg next week and am so excited that i just wanted to write a quick fic. please note that there’s no set ship and that it’s sort of implied that reader is in love with all members of the band and all the band members are into reader and NOT EACHOTHER. except maybe sammy and danny. let me know if y’all want anymore of these types of fic, idk maybe it’ll flop. also this is kind of fast paced and i am very sorry for that warnings: kissing, physical touch, mentions of anxiety and stress, complicated love triangles, food mentions, reader has a stepdad and a good relationship with their mom, reader being from ny, i think reader is fully gender neutral with maybe a few feminine traits but no real descriptors. also reader has tattoos and mentions of a dog that is no longer with us! no use of y/n, one mention of drugs, a bunch of references to sex, and cursing :0 word count: 3.6k summary: as tour manager, it's your job to get the boys to new york city, your home town. just don't fall in love with them, or anything. now playing: runway blues – greta van fleet

Being tour manager for America’s favorite Led Zeplin cover band, or at least, that’s what your judgmental bitch of a landlord called them once, was surprisingly difficult.

You were constantly running around after the four of them, feeling often more like a nanny than a tour manager. Especially at first. You had started meeting with them a few weeks before their World Starcatcher tour had begun, where you wore these professional, stuffy outfits. They had been referred to you by their makeup artist, who you had known from when you were an assistant to the tour manager of Phoebe Bridgers’ 2022 reunion tour.

You had been working for a producer when you got the call. Truthfully, you missed touring. It was a great way to see different parts of the country and the world, and you thrived in the chaotic environment. And you had heard of Greta Van Fleet, mostly from your grandfather, who was a huge classic rock fan, and always exploring new music via his iPad.

But you started out rather cooperating with them, wearing these stuffy outfits—Mostly long button ups and pencil skirts, while the boys showed up in comfortable casual clothes, always joking about you having to loosen up a bit.

And one notoriously hot day in early July, you showed up in shorts and a muscle tee to meet with them to go over the final dates of the tour before you all gave your go ahead to the social media manager.

You didn’t do much talking about the tour that meeting, opting instead to answer questions about your tattoos, your taste in music, your life to this point. And in exchange, they gave you pieces of themselves.

“I’m from New York,” You had answered over some late afternoon drinks. “I haven’t been home since Christmas, So I’m excited to see my family when we’re there.”

Josh’s fingers traced your upper arm, over a tattoo of your long-gone dog. “Will we get to meet this little guy?” He asks.

You only chuckled, “No, this one died while I was in college. Best dog I ever had.” You said solemnly.

And that was it. One comment about your dog and the boys were hooked on you forever. And when the tour started, you only grew closer— Sharing with them parts of your childhood, Jake teaching you the very basics of guitar, Josh taking shots with you before shows, Danny bringing you coffee to cope with those shots the next morning, and Sam holding your hand when he’s anxious, or when you’re anxious—or both.

So, by the time you make it to the boys’ first show at the Garden, you’ve developed a routine.

The bus leaves by seven a.m. from the hotel in D.C. to get to New York by nine, nine-thirty-ish. You’re craving a sausage, egg, and cheese on a bagel from your favorite deli near where your mom lives, about an hour outside of the city.

So, you wake Jake up first, as he takes the longest to really wake up, and you’re sure you’ll have to shake him awake at least twice before he really gets up for the day. Then, you go to make sure Josh is up, and hear his shower going by the time you get to it. Good.

Then, you head to Sam, who is snoring away with Rosie. You almost don’t have the heart to wake him up. Almost. But Rosie senses your presence and stands up in bed, starting to lick his face. He groans, mumbling a soft, “I’m up, Rose, I know.” You feel good when you head over to Danny.

But thankfully, he’s already up. He’s in bed, writing in his notebook when you get there, sipping his coffee and all packed up for the road. His hair is tied up in a bun, and you’re entirely grateful that he’s so good at this whole thing.

Usually, you don’t need to wake each of them up, but every few shows, the five of you, as well as other crew members, indulge in the after party. And last night was your turn to be the D.R.O. Designated responsible one.

Eventually, you get all four of them downstairs and on the bus, no real difficulties. You all climb onto the bus and begin the drive to your home state. And you can hardly take the anticipation. Seeing your family again, visiting your favorite spots, and getting a homecooked meal was keeping you going. You had moved to California for school, before traveling on a few tours, and then settling for about a year in Nashville. But you ached for New York.

While your boys busied themselves with talk, games, and music, you stared out the window, biting your thumb and ignoring the reruns of Daredevil that played on your laptop in front of you. And apparently, you were bouncing your leg intensely, because the only thing that snapped you out of your thoughts was Rosie’s head on your thigh to relax you.

You scratched her head, sighing as you closed your computer, before glancing up to the boys, who had gone suspiciously quiet.

“What?” you asked, giving them a concerned look.

“You know we’ll make it to New York, right?” Sam asked, “You’ll be there soon.” He said, holding your hand, just like he always did when you were anxious.

“I know, I’m just—I miss home. And I love touring, and usually I’m never like this, but when I realized I’d be seeing my mom after months, I just... It made me start focusing a lot more on the fact that I miss it.”

You knew they’d get it. Michigan had been their home for years, and although they loved Nashville just like you did, you knew they left a part of themselves in Frankenmuth, just as you had in New York.

Danny tossed you a blanket, “Get some sleep, Sugar. You’ll need it.” he said softly. You nodded, too anxious and tired to argue any further than that. You cuddled up to Sam, Rosie finding her way in between your legs to further comfort you.

As you drifted off, you thought about your relationship with them. Things like Sam’s holding your hand and cuddling, Danny’s very often kisses to your forehead, Jake’s gentle hugs from behind, and Josh’s well—Josh’s everything, he’s a very affectionate young man—had been, for the most part, strictly platonic. You had thought about it. Kissing one of them, asking to break the professional lines of your relationship, however blurred those had become.

But it was more than that. Over the past few months of knowing them, it had developed from you getting them from place to place, into a softer, more tender relationship. The relationship you had formed with them was something you had been desperately lacking and needing. You had only realized that you missed it when you got it from them.

You were all real true soulmates.

You woke up to the sound of a loud series of honks and yelling from outside the bus. You peeked out of the window to see people screaming at each other, thousands of people making their way to work, and tall skyscrapers overhead.

“Jesus Christ, it smells like someone died!” Jake complained, as the rest of the boys agreed on the smell being horrid. It made you grin. You were home.

You stretched and pulled out your phone, checking the itinerary for the day that you had written out in your note’s app the night before. And you were right on schedule, since you accounted for traffic getting here. It was around noon, so you decided to head over to the hotel to get settled in before the show.

Except when you got there, the lady at the front desk informed you there were no rooms booked under the name you had given them. Which was insane, because you booked a room months ago knowing how expensive and unpredictable the city was.

So here you were, a show that night, with no hotel room, and a group of hungry twenty-something year olds. You were going to scream. And they could see it on you, your muscles tense, as you struggled to not start shaking.

Josh rested a hand on your arm, rubbing his thumb gently against it as he wrapped his other arm around your shoulders. “Deep breathes, Baby. You made that reservation; these guys are just a bunch of fucking fucks.” And it made you laugh, enough to relax you. You took another minute to think, before turning back to the rest of the guys.

“Okay, here’s the plan. We must be at the Garden for soundcheck and costumes, hair, and makeup by five thirty. We’ll go there now, drop off our bags and we can go grab pizza and garlic knots at this spot I know, good and are very cool with service dogs.” You said, unable to think of a scenario where you leave Rosie anywhere except with Sam. “While we’re there, I’ll make a call, since I think I know where we can stay if you guys don’t mind a bit of a drive after the show.” No one objected, they simply got back on the bus as instructed, and headed to enact that plan.

After dropping off your things and making it to the pizza place, you step outside for that call, telling Jake to just order you a soda. The phone rings. Once. Twice. And on the third call, your mom answers, excitedly saying your name.

“Where are you guys? Did you make it to the hotel okay?” she asks, and your face melts at the softness.

“Hey, Mom, we’re in the city, getting some lunch. Listen, the hotel messed up our reservation, and now we’re looking for a new place to stay... I know it’s last minute, but—” And before you can ask it, she cuts you off.

“Well, you five can stay here! We have the guest room, your room and your brother’s room.” She decides. “I’ll cook, do they like sausage and peppers?”

“Mom, you don’t have to, it’s gonna be late when we get in.”

“And you still need to eat. I’ll see you tonight, okay? I love you baby, break a leg tonight.” She advises, even though you aren’t the one preforming.

“Alright, I love you, mom.” You hang up and head back inside, settling into your seat next to Josh, just as the waitress comes back to take your order. “We’ll have a large cheese pizza with half mushrooms, please. And a dozen and a half garlic knots.” You say coolly, not giving the boys a chance at all. You love this restaurant. It’s best you order anyways.

They all stare at you for a few seconds before you smile. “You all get to meet my mom tonight.”

“Don’t you think we should have a couple of dates before we meet your mom?” Danny asks, and it makes you giggle.

“What do you think this is?” You tease.

Lunch goes really well, and after a bit of tourism and some drinks around the city, you make it to Madison Square Garden to get them ready for the show. For a brief few hours, you have a break. Usually, you spend it catching up on some work, having some quiet time, or anything of the sort. But this is their debut at the Madison Square Garden, in your hometown. You feel an obligation to watch the show.

Before the show begins, as Josh and Jake are getting their makeup done, you relax with Sam and Danny on a couch somewhere backstage. When Jake is done, he steals your phone off the table, and holds it up to take a photo of the three of you. Sam and Danny lean in and each kiss one of your cheeks, and it makes you roll your eyes for a second before you smile at the camera, letting them be all lovely dovey and affectionate, like a bunch of freaks. Your freaks.  

When the show starts, you watch from the sidelines, cheering for them and generally enjoying the show, because you just know how important this is for them. And you eat it right up, watching your boys perform at a dream venue for so many artists.

Before they start Highway Tune, Josh starts speaking to the crowd. “This is a very special show for us. Our debut at The Garden. The Garden, how about that?” He hums. “And we’re also playing in our tour manager’s hometown... So, we have some special surprises for you in their honor.” The crowd goes wild, and your face flushes, giggling at the idea of them performing a special show just for you.

The show goes by quicker than you would like it to, because you’re enjoying it too much. And you’re really understanding suddenly why so many people are down bad for them online. They look really fucking good. When they get off stage, you just want to cling onto them or make out with them or worse, and then they go back on for the encore and it leaves you longing, wanting for more.

What the fuck is happening to you?

You get caught up in this feeling to the point where the next hour or two—Waiting for the crowds to clear out, for them to get undressed, for the bus to get there—fly by, and before you know it, you’re in the bus again, heading to your moms. Josh lays his head on your lap, and Sam has found himself cuddled up against you. Danny is leaning against Jake across from you, and Jake is just staring at you. He has a familiar look in his eyes, and you just stare back.

When you make it to your home, while all the houses are dark and quiet, the kitchen and living room light is on when you make it to your home. The bus driver has family in the area, so he’ll stay with them for the night, and pick you up early on Thursday Morning, giving you all a break from the crazy travel days.

Your mom is in the kitchen when you come in, having late night coffee and tea with your stepdad. She hears you come in and gets excited, greeting you all at the door. She pulls you in for a hug and a kiss, holding onto you for a little while, just excited to see you. When she pulls away, she grins at the boys.

“And who are these lovely young men?” she asks, teasingly.

In a deadpan voice, you respond, “The cokehead rockstars I’ve been traveling with. I’m their groupie.” You say, and she scoffs at your sarcasm.

Josh smiles, “That’s us, Baby!” He opens his arms to your mom, and she gladly hugs him as a greeting, despite this being their first meeting. And there it is again, that aching feeling you had, when you watched them perform tonight, the same feeling that followed you home. After hugs and introductions, you’re all at the dinner table, gobbling down the dinner your mom made for you. You can almost cry, enjoying the taste of her cooking after months without it.

And the boys enjoy it too, loving a filling meal after a busy show. When you have all finished eating, you make your way up to your respective rooms. You stick Danny and Sam in the guest room, Jake sleeps in your brother’s room, and Josh in your bed, with you. You could almost die.

You take out your earrings and then you lay down. Your arms are exposed, showing off the tattoos you have once more. Josh sleeps in his boxers and a tee shirt, even though your room is chilly. He lays next to you and begins tracing his fingers over your tattoos.

“What’s this one?” he asks, tracing over a ghost that’s on your forearm, right above your elbow.

“Got it during the final show of Phoebe’s tour. She has a similar one somewhere, and I guess it was my way of commemorating the tour.” You explain. He hums, and moves to a different one, asking you the origin of that one. This goes on for a while, before you kiss his palm and tell him to get some sleep.

He falls asleep quickly, and you just stare at him through the darkness. ‘Are you dreaming of me?’ You want to ask, a hand reaching out to run your hands through those vicious curls. Before you know what, you’re doing, you cuddle up to him, laying your head on his chest. When you feel his arms wrapped around you, you begin to drift off, confident that you did not overstep any boundaries.

When the morning strikes, you get up and realize Josh is still asleep. You wiggle out of his arms and leave the room. You must be lost in thought because you bump flat into someone without even noticing. It’s Danny. His hair is wrapped up in a towel, and he only wears a towel around his waist.  

He reminds you of that one video of Slash from the golden age of Guns N Roses, and it stirs something deep inside of you.

But he just chuckles and kisses your forehead gently. “Hey, sweets.” he says softly, in that raspy morning voice.

“Good morning.” You respond. “Sorry for interrupting.”

“You didn’t interrupt anything; you don’t have to apologize.” He advises. “See you downstairs.” You take a cold shower just to get out of your own head before heading downstairs, where you meet your mom, Jake, Sam, and Danny laughing and eating French toast, as your stepdad cooks in the kitchen.

You love his French toast, but a pang of disappointment hits you as you think about your sausage, egg and cheese on a bagel, with hashbrowns. You quickly eat to dissipate any of those needs. But you’ve been talking about that sandwich for months, so it haunts you.

The rest of the day, you spend pretty much doing nothing. You nap, lounge, and catch up with your mom. It’s the perfect day. Just you, your mom, and your boys. And of course, Rosie. Your mom makes pulled pork sliders for lunch, and you order Chinese food for dinner. Real, good Long Island Chinese food.

And really, the day is over before you really want It to be. Sam asks you to join him on walking Rosie. You happily oblige, planning on taking him to get ice cream along the way. He has his arm wrapped around your shoulders, and you keep your head leant against his shoulder. Rosie trots in front of you happily.

“I could get used to this.” He says suddenly.

“Huh?” It catches you off guard. What does that mean?

“This. The quiet life. Walking my dog in the suburbs...” He says shyly. You get the sense there’s something on the tip of his tongue and you long for him to say it. “I love touring, but these domestic moments... You can’t beat ‘em.” He decides.

You want to kiss him so badly.

Instead, you just hum, and snuggle closer to him, wondering what the hell you’re doing. And that’s a super valid question.

The night goes the same as the last, except you kiss your mom and stepdad goodnight, not wanting them to have to get up in the morning to say goodbye. You suspect your mom will anyways. And she does. As the boys file out of the house, she’s handing them homecooked meals for the road, and you give her one more hug and kiss goodbye, before heading to the bus yourself. The others are on the bus, but Jake stands there, his hands behind his back. You narrow your eyes to him suspiciously.

“You’re an amazing tour manager, you know that?” He says gently.

“Yes, I do. What are you scheming at?” You ask, not totally trusting him.

He just grins as he reveals a brown bag he’s holding, handing it to you. Your confusion only grows as you take the bag and open it only to smell the best thing you have had in months.

A sausage, egg, and cheese on a bagel. With hashbrowns. From your favorite deli.

You almost scream.

“What?!” You gasp, “How did you—”

“I borrowed your mom’s car this morning and got it for you.”

“You didn’t have to do that...”

“Yeah, I did. I meant what I said. You hold us together, and we couldn’t be more grateful. Plus, you’ve been talking about this sandwich for months and—” You don’t let him finish. You kiss him. It’s full of all this pent-up passion you’ve held in, and Jake just wraps his arms around you, deepening the kiss. He wanted this just as much as you did, you realized. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you both lean into the kiss, fully enjoying the moment. Then, he pulls away, saying your name quietly.

You don’t know what to say. Then, the bus honks twice, scaring the shit out of you.

“C’mon you two! We got things to do, you sorry shits!” Josh yells. You can only laugh before you both climb onto the bus. Now, a new lust has overcome you. The lust for the sandwich you hold in your hands.

The lust for the four boys that surround you doesn’t dissipate either.

But as you head for Boston, your boys in tow, your shift as Greta Van Fleet’s tour manager begins once more, and you resume your position easily.

Until Sam kisses your neck. Then you melt again.

[ali-anne-undertale-stoof]

Undertwins Headcanon:

The differences between uppercasers and lowercasers. Just some small tidbits about how they work in this AU.

Uppercasers

Uppercasers take the phrase "loud and clear" a bit too literally. Everything they do is loud, from speech to snoring to even just walking around normally. You will know when an uppercaser skeleton is around. This however means that they... aren't the best at stealth? They aren't good at staying quiet, but you can guarantee that you will be able to understand what they say... unless you're dealing with a really fast talker, of course! A chatterbox uppercaser... a dangerous combination. This doesn't mean that an uppercaser can't whisper when they need to. However, it can strain their font if they do it for an extended period of time.

While they're not particularly stealthy, they are remarkably physically strong. Now I would like to note that a skeleton's case does not impact the strength of their magic, however, it can indicate a skeleton's physical strength. Uppercasers are like tanks. They're very sturdy, can take a hit and pack a punch if they want to. An uppercaser is typically very good at lifting stuff too.

They tend to thrive in fast-paced environments with a lot of noise. Some uppercasers, especially younger ones, may actually get unnerved by quiet environments if they're not used to them. However, every uppercaser skeleton is different in this regard, as some aren't as affected by it, especially if they've grown up around lowercasers or have sensory sensitivities of their own.

Lowercasers

These guys are Grade A mumblers. They're very soft-spoken, often to the point of mumbling at times, tend to be a lot more subdued than uppercasers, and are overall just really quiet. It is possible for them to raise their voices, but it can hurt their skeletal equivalent of a throat if they do it for too long. However, they are amazing at sneaking around. Like uppercasers with their "doing everything loudly", lowercasers tend to do everything quietly, including typically loud sounds like laughter. Often, they can unintentionally sneak up on people and scare them. Or sometimes they do it intentionally, depending on the individual.

Lowercasers are a lot weaker compared to their uppercased counterparts. It's possible for them to train and get stronger, but on a base level, they're much weaker. Therefore, many lowercasers adopted a more pragmatic and strategic approach in case a conflict arises. They're very good at thinking on their feet, especially in a life or death situation.

Young lowercasers tend to be quite timid in their formative years, especially when it comes to loud noises. However, repeated exposure to loud environments helps them get over their fear very quickly. This doesn't mean they don't thrive in more quiet environments, though, because, well... They do. Like uppercasers, every lowercaser handles loud noises differently, especially if they've grown up around uppercasers or if they're generally less receptive to that kind of stimuli.

[ethanfmp]

Idea 2: Malevolent Forest Deity Game

So this will initially look like the strangest combination of keywords you will see on this blog however is saw something quite unique with these 3. The keywords for this game are Lorax, H. P Lovecraft & Curses, Now when I see these 3 words my immediate thought was of a godlike ancient potentially evil deity who's job is to take care of and look over nature and forestry, similar to that of the Lorax. I had the idea of human encroachment leading to the disturbance of this deity who then released a curse onto humanity as a form of defence and or attack on the population in retaliation.

Now this is likely also the broadest in game potential as this description could be that of any game movie or book genre. While these keywords stood out to me instantly and I felt strongly about the creative potential this caused me to struggle to actually pinpoint an idea for the game however after some thinking I decided to look into this idea for it

Perhaps my favourite game genre, or sub is souls likes, and it would be my absolute passion to one day create an amazing souls like. However I don't believe that I have enough time to create a game such as that. The main reason for that is because with a souls like u have to make new things constantly, what I mean by this is as you progress you will encounter a new boss every time, sometimes over 100 bosses in these types of game, and rarely find repeating enemies as you move through new zones each time, and while creating a pack of unique bosses would certainty be an interesting way to go with this I want to come out of this with a cohesive and relatively well fleshed out game. It is because of these factors that I have decided that if I am to create a good game within that time frame I would like to focus on minimizing the workload by creating a gameplay loop. Here is my idea for how I might bring this to light.

The game is set in a world where a once thriving forest is now being destroyed by human activity. As a consequence, the Forest Deity, a powerful ancient being, unleashes a plague upon humanity. The environment has become corrupted, and mutated creatures roam the land, making survival difficult.

Players take control of a single character who must navigate this harsh, hostile world, survive against the plague’s effects, and either contain or escape the devastation.

Core Gameplay Features:

The game world is procedurally generated, with distinct biomes like corrupted forests, dangerous swamps, and ruins of former human settlements. Each playthrough offers a new experience, with the plague spreading differently every time, creating dynamic challenges and forcing players to adapt.

Players need to scavenge resources such as herbs, wood, and animal hides to craft basic weapons, tools, and shelters. Resources are limited, and the environment is hostile with dangers such as such as mutated wildlife, and occasional environmental hazards, poisonous plants, toxic fog, make survival difficult. Players must manage their health, hunger, and energy, while avoiding or fighting off corrupted creatures infected by the plague.

Combat is fast-paced but simple, with basic mechanics like slashing with a blade or shooting arrows, combined with elemental abilities drawn from nature, fire, earth, water. Abilities can be unlocked through exploration, defeating mini bosses or discovering ancient altars. The powers are tied to nature’s wrath and can mutate over time, players must balance the use of these powers to avoid accelerating the plague’s spread.

The plague is the central mechanic. It spreads through the world, affecting the land, creatures, and even the player. The longer the player stays in an infected area, the more they are affected slowly mutating, losing health, or becoming more susceptible to attacks. Players can find cleansed safe zones or ancient shrines to purify themselves and temporarily halt the plague’s progression. The player can also find corrupted areas that contain powerful resources but at great risk. These areas are full of dangerous mutated creatures and environmental hazards.

Each run in the game is designed to be short, 10-30 minutes, with the goal of reaching a certain point on the map or completing a specific objective such as finding a cure for the plague, or surviving a boss encounter.

The objective of the game is to survive the plague for as long as possible while gathering resources to prepare for a final challenge a boss encounter with a powerful mutated guardian of the forest. The boss is a representation of the deity's wrath, a final test of the players strength and survival tactics.

While the game doesn't feature a narrative driven plot, players can piece together the story through environmental storytelling. Ruins, hidden artifacts, and notes scattered across the world will reveal hints about the deity, the plague, and the downfall of the human race. Players can choose to focus entirely on survival or uncover the hidden lore at their own pace.

Visual Style: The art style would be stylized low poly to keep development simple while creating a visually interesting world. The contrast between the lush but corrupted forest environments and the bleak, decaying remnants of human civilization would be striking, with vibrant greens, eerie purples, and fiery reds indicating the plague’s corruption.

Audio: Atmospheric music with ambient forest sounds that transition into ominous, eerie tones as the plague spreads. Sound effects for mutated creatures, environmental hazards, and elemental abilities, fire crackling, wind howling, water splashing, would add immersion.

Gameplay Loop:

Players will be essentially dropped into a safe area and may chose to adventure out to gather recourse and complete any objectives they can within an undisclosed time frame, this would be done through the progression and spreading of the plague. There will also be safe zones dotted around in which the player may choose to return to their main camp and keep any recourses they may have gathered during their adventure. This will be similar to games such as Vigor Escape From Tarkov and Hades, I will elaborate on this further down.

As the player moves through different areas, they uncover new resources, face tougher enemies, and deal with the growing influence of the plague. Players can either attempt to cleanse the envronment, find safe zones, or risk the dangers for more valuable resources.

Each run culminates in a final, escalating battle with a mutated guardian, if they choose to continue. Players can prepare by collecting powerful items or elemental abilities throughout their journey. If the player survives the encounter, they can choose to continue exploring or start a new run to unlock additional upgrades.

Why This Works in a Short Time Frame: The use of procedural generation for the world allows for a diverse experience without having to design countless handcrafted locations. Simple combat and crafting mechanics can be iteratively expanded over time. Short, rogue like runs allow for quick development cycles, with players able to pick up and play in a short amount of time. Minimal story elements, relying on environmental storytelling, means the narrative can be conveyed with relatively little development effort.

This approach keeps the core concept intact while making it feasible to create within a shorter time frame, focusing on replayability, gameplay, exploration, and survival.

Now as I mentioned this game has some close similarities to a game Called Hades. Here is a few reason why.

Rogue Like Run Based Design: Like Hades, the game features short, procedurally generated runs where players are dropped into a hostile environment to gather resources, face enemies, and then return to a safe area to prepare for the next run. The runs are typically time-limited, and the objective is to survive long enough to face progressively harder challenges.

Resource Management and Progression: Players gather resources during each run that can be kept or used for upgrading abilities and preparing for tougher encounters. The idea of collecting resources, improving the character, and then facing escalating challenges aligns with the core gameplay loop of Hades, where players improve themselves between runs.

Elemental Abilities and Combat: The combat is fast paced and uses elemental abilities, which is somewha similar to Hades' dynamic combat where players use a variety of weapons and powers granted by different gods. The powers in your game mutate over time, encouraging balance and strategic use, similar to how Hades gives you different power-ups throughout the run that can significantly affect combat.

Environmental Storytelling: The lack of a traditional narrative but with lore revealed through exploration and discovery mirrors Hades' approach, where players uncover details about the world and characters through interactions and environment rather than cutscenes or direct exposition.

Escalating Boss Fights: The final battle against a powerful mutated guardian is similar to Hades’ structured end of run boss fights, where players face off against progressively more difficult enemies, testing their skills and readiness for the next challenge.

If made, all of this is EXTREMELEY subject to change as this is the earliest idea for the game and completely uncertain.

Here is a video that shows some of these gameplay features from Hades so you may have a reference point for some of these features and mechanics that I am talking about:

I also think that hades is a particularly interesting game to look at for my game idea as it is made by an indie studio, Supergiant Games, who's clear focus is to focus on a vivid and dynamic art style as well as heavily narrative driven games that is expressed by putting things into the world and allowing players to discover things of their own will. I will also link below supergiant games' website, specifically a page dedicate to each member of their team expressing why they do what they do which is always, to me at least, the most interesting thing to learn about a person and also the most insightful.

[max--phillips]

Do you think the reason you can’t find a job is because you have no sought after skillsets?

Haha wow anon! :) what an insightful take! And certainly not one that I've been thinking about constantly for years of my life even when I am employed! :)

Definitely not something that's been haunting me after I dropped out of college three (3) times, especially after I went through the gifted and talented programs in grade school where I was told I would be able to go to any college I wanted, and then get any job under the sun! :) Which I totally don't beat myself up about regularly because I never lived up to those expectations, and now work an hourly job knowing full well a huge portion of my peers are now doctoral students or otherwise have flourishing careers! :) (Which, side note, just to break character here, I'm super jazzed for them for that. Seriously. I do not hold any of this against them. I hold all of this against the very broken system I was in. Add on top of that I had ADHD the whole time and didn't get diagnosed until I was 20... yeah.)

And certainly the reason I haven't found a job has nothing to do with the fact that I started this job search barely two weeks ago because that's when I found out the company I work for currently is shutting down, or the fact I've applied to maybe a dozen jobs in total since then. Certainly not.

But yeah, I know for sure that seven years in customer service, thriving in high-pressure fast-paced environments, a wide array of computer and other technology skills, data analysis, route optimization, attention to detail, effective communication, automotive knowledge, and being a very quick learner aren't at all sought after skills. Neither is a CompTIA A+ certification, which I'm working on getting ASAP.

So I guess I should just totally give up and cease to exist, huh anon? :)

Literally what the hell is wrong with you? No sought after skills. Eat my ass. The reason I haven't found a job yet is because I've barely been looking, because I still work for my current employer for another two weeks. Add on top of that the fact that employers love to just post jobs and not actually respond to any applicants, then cry about how "no one wants to work," I know full well this is going to take some time. I hope when you find yourself in this situation at some point in your life, you have the sought after skills to find a job in less than two weeks. Fuck off.

[plantshub]

Breathe Life Into Your Space with Beautiful Outdoor House Plants from Plantshub

If you’ve ever felt like something is missing in your balcony, patio, or backyard, chances are what you're looking for is greenery. Outdoor plants not only elevate the aesthetics of a space but also bring life, balance, and a deep sense of connection with nature. Whether you're living in a villa or a studio apartment with a small balcony, outdoor house plants are the perfect way to add freshness and charm to your space.

At Plantshub, we believe everyone deserves a green corner. Whether you're a first-time plant parent or a seasoned gardener, we’re here to help you find the right outdoor plants to transform your space into a lush, peaceful retreat.

Why Outdoor House Plants Matter More Than Ever

We live in a fast-paced world filled with screens, stress, and artificial environments. Introducing plants into our living spaces is not just a trend — it's a lifestyle choice. Here's why outdoor house plants are a must-have:

Natural Air Purifiers: Outdoor plants like Areca Palm, Snake Plant, and Aloe Vera help clean the air around your home.

Aesthetic Appeal: They add a visual calmness to any exterior, be it your front porch, terrace garden, or backyard.

Mood Boosters: Being surrounded by greenery helps reduce anxiety, boost creativity, and improve focus.

Eco-Friendly Living: Incorporating plants supports local ecosystems like bees, butterflies, and birds.

With Plantshub, you get access to a wide range of outdoor plants tailored to Indian climates, so you don't have to second-guess your choices.

Choosing the Right Outdoor Plants for Your Space

When it comes to selecting outdoor plants, it's not a one-size-fits-all decision. Different plants have different needs. The good news? Plantshub makes it easy to pick the right ones depending on your location, sunlight availability, and personal preferences.

Here’s a quick guide:

1. Sunny Spots

If you have an open terrace, balcony, or garden that gets direct sunlight, consider these sun-loving plants:

Bougainvillea – A hardy flowering vine with vibrant colors

Hibiscus – Ideal for large pots and attracts butterflies

Adenium (Desert Rose) – Low maintenance and stunning blooms

Jade Plant – A good luck plant that thrives in sunlight

2. Partly Shaded Areas

Perfect for areas that get morning sun and afternoon shade:

Areca Palm – A great option for tropical vibes

Money Plant (Pothos) – Grows well in hanging pots and corners

Spider Plant – Easy to care for and visually pleasing

3. Shady Spaces

No direct sunlight? No problem. These plants will thrive:

Fern varieties – Ideal for hanging baskets

Peace Lily – Known for its calming presence and white blooms

ZZ Plant – Tough and beautiful

At Plantshub, we help you choose the best plants for your needs, including pot recommendations, soil type, and watering schedules — all delivered to your doorstep.

Outdoor House Plants for Different Lifestyles

Whether you're a busy professional, a homemaker, or a gardening enthusiast, there’s an outdoor plant for you.

1. For the Busy Bee

Low-maintenance plants like Snake Plant, ZZ Plant, and Aloe Vera require minimal attention and still flourish.

2. For the Green Thumb

Want a bit more involvement? Try Bonsai trees, flowering shrubs, or fruiting plants like lemon or guava.

3. For Families with Kids or Pets

Choose non-toxic and safe varieties like Areca Palm or Spider Plant to keep everyone safe and happy.

4. For Apartments with Limited Space

Vertical gardens, hanging planters, or railing planters with herbs like basil, mint, and tulsi are both practical and beautiful.

Plantshub offers curated collections based on lifestyle, space, and skill level. So, no matter who you are, your perfect green companion is just a few clicks away.

Plantshub: Your Trusted Partner for Outdoor Plants

Let’s be honest — buying plants online can be tricky. Will the plant survive shipping? Will it look like the photo?

 How do I take care of it?

At Plantshub, we’ve thought through all your concerns:

✅ Healthy Plants, Guaranteed

We handpick and ship only the healthiest plants, grown in optimal conditions and carefully packaged for delivery across India.

✅ Wide Variety to Choose From

From flowering plants to air-purifying varieties, succulents to climbers — our catalog has something for everyone.

✅ Detailed Plant Care Guides

Every plant comes with a care card so you know how to water, prune, and nurture it the right way.

✅ Sustainable Pots and Soil

We use eco-friendly pots and premium-quality soil mixes that support healthy root growth and long-term plant health.

✅ Doorstep Delivery

No more carrying heavy pots or worrying about transport damage. Your plants come straight to your home, hassle-free.

How to Style Your Outdoor Plants

Once you've picked your favorite outdoor house plants, it’s time to get creative.

1. Create a Balcony Garden

Line the railing with colorful flowering plants. Use vertical shelves or plant stands to layer different sizes.

2. Design a Mini Patio Jungle

Mix large foliage plants with smaller flowering ones. Add a cozy chair and some string lights — and voilà, your new favorite corner.

3. Outdoor Kitchen Garden

Want to grow your own herbs and vegetables? Use rectangular planters for coriander, mint, basil, and even tomatoes or chilies.

4. Zen Corner

Place bamboo, peace lilies, and pebbles in a shaded space for a relaxing, spa-like vibe.

No matter your space or budget, Plantshub helps you bring your vision to life.

Common Outdoor Plant Myths (Busted!)

Let’s debunk a few myths:

"Outdoor plants are high-maintenance" – Not true. Many plants need just weekly watering and basic care.

"You can’t grow outdoor plants in apartments" – With proper planters and the right species, even balconies can flourish.

"Outdoor plants attract pests" – Healthy plants actually repel pests. Neem oil sprays can prevent issues naturally.

At Plantshub, we believe that anyone can grow — all it takes is a little guidance and the right start.

Join the Green Movement with Plantshub

In today’s world, choosing plants is more than home decor. It’s a step toward a more mindful, sustainable lifestyle. Whether it’s reducing stress, improving air quality, or creating a cozy retreat — outdoor house plants do so much more than just look good.

And when you choose Plantshub, you’re not just buying a plant — you’re joining a community of nature lovers, first-time growers, and garden dreamers.

Final Words: Let’s Grow Together

Plants teach us patience, care, and the joy of nurturing life. With Plantshub, you get the tools, tips, and the support you need to turn any outdoor space into a green haven.

So, why wait?

Explore our full collection of outdoor plants, and take the first step towards a greener, happier home.

From balconies to backyards — let your garden dreams take root with Plantshub.

[starrydandelion]

It's been a little over a week since I have deleted Instagram and FB from my phone and I feel...a lot better. FB and Insta are just too much too fast. I do not have what it takes to thrive in this fast paced environment.

I have left them on my desktop but I don't think I want any of those apps on my phone anymore.

[salarite]

How to Apply for Jobs at Startups in Jaipur: Your Ultimate Step-by-Step Guide

The startup ecosystem in Jaipur is vibrant, dynamic, and growing rapidly — making it the perfect place for those looking to dive into innovative and fast-paced job opportunities. If you're passionate about creating something new and contributing to the growth of a company, working in jobs in jaipur could be an exciting journey for you. Whether you are a fresh graduate or an experienced professional, the startup world in Jaipur offers a wide range of opportunities. Here's a step-by-step guide to help you navigate the job application process in Jaipur startups, get hired, and thrive!

1. Why Jaipur? Understanding the Startup Culture

The first thing you need to know is why Jaipur has become a hotspot for startups. Rajasthan's capital is quickly emerging as a thriving tech and innovation hub. Many startups in Jaipur are making waves in areas like e-commerce, tech, digital marketing, and design. So if you're looking for a place full of potential and freshers jobs in Jaipur startups, you’re in the right city! There is a work culture in Jaipur startups that values creativity, adaptability, and a collaborative mindset — qualities that many startups look for in potential employees.

2. How to Find Job Openings at Jaipur Startups?

Now, you might be wondering, "How can I find job openings at start-ups in Jaipur?" The answer is simple: start by exploring the digital space! Job portals like Salarite specialize in listings from start-ups that are hiring right now. You’ll find a variety of roles — from marketing and business development to engineering and IT positions. Many companies even advertise part-time jobs at start-ups in Jaipur for students, so don't be afraid to apply if you're balancing academics and career exploration.

Beyond the job boards, make sure to keep an eye on platforms like LinkedIn and Indeed for startup jobs in Jaipur, or even network directly with recruiters or startup founders. Even joining local community events can lead to learning about opportunities that might not be posted online.

3. Your Resume: The First Step to a Successful Application

A generic resume might work in larger corporations, but startups in Jaipur are all about finding the right fit. Step-by-step guide to applying for jobs in startups in Jaipur? Start by making sure your resume stands out! Tailor it to the job you're applying for. Here’s what to focus on:

Skills over Experience: Highlight relevant skills — whether technical, analytical, or creative. Startup companies appreciate employees who can wear multiple hats.

Be Results-Oriented: Show how your skills led to concrete results, such as improved sales, designs, or digital performance.

Innovative Projects: Demonstrate any personal or academic projects that show initiative or innovation.

By making these adjustments, you're on the right path to landing the job. And if you’re wondering how to craft an impactful resume for startup jobs in Jaipur, keep it simple and authentic. Startups value creativity, but they also appreciate professionalism.

4. Ready, Set, Interview! What to Expect

Once your resume passes through the first hurdle, it's time for the interview process at Jaipur startups. But don’t stress — interviews here tend to be a two-way street. The most important thing to prepare is an understanding of the company’s culture, goals, and recent projects. Most startups look for candidates who are proactive problem solvers and who will fit in well with their team's fast pace.

Expect questions about:

Why you want to work at a startup — your passion and drive matter more than a list of accomplishments.

How you work in teams — collaboration is key in startup environments.

Your flexibility and how you adapt to challenges.

5. Internships: A Gateway to Full-Time Opportunities

If you’re just starting out or looking to gain some industry experience, internships in Jaipur startups are an excellent way to build your professional profile. Startups value fresh perspectives and often hire interns with potential for permanent roles down the road. Whether it’s an internship in design, marketing, or technology, you’ll gain hands-on experience and make connections that might lead to a full-time job. And who knows — it could be the starting point for a successful career in a startup job in Jaipur Rajasthan!

6. Networking: Building Relationships in Jaipur’s Startup Scene

One of the best ways to find jobs in Rajasthan startups is through networking. Attending events or joining local startup groups is a great way to meet like-minded individuals and stay updated on remote work opportunities in Jaipur startups. Being visible in the community and sharing your expertise can significantly increase your chances of getting noticed by employers who value a personal touch over a traditional job application.

7. What Skills Are Hot Right Now in Jaipur Startups?

Understanding the skills in demand for Jaipur startup jobs is key to staying competitive. Some of the most sought-after abilities include:

Digital Marketing and SEO

Product Management

Coding and App Development

Design and UX/UI

Sales and Business Development

You don't have to have an advanced degree to stand out, but being adaptable and willing to learn can make all the difference.

8. Is Jaipur a Good City for Startup Careers?

Jaipur isn’t just a tourist destination with a rich cultural heritage. The city is quickly becoming one of Rajasthan's leading startup hubs. The startup ecosystem in Jaipur is booming, making it an excellent choice for aspiring professionals looking for exciting and fulfilling career opportunities.

9. Benefits of Working in Jaipur Startups

If you're unsure about taking the plunge into startup life, consider these benefits of working at a startup in Jaipur:

Growth Opportunities: Startups are fast-growing businesses, and they offer significant opportunities for professional development.

Impact and Contribution: In a small startup, your contributions can make a big difference. You won't just be a cog in the wheel.

Work Flexibility: Many startups in Jaipur offer work-from-home options, flexible hours, and a more relaxed approach to office culture.

Conclusion: Your Dream Startup Job in Jaipur Awaits

With Jaipur’s startup scene on the rise, there’s never been a better time to start your journey toward working in the innovative world of startup jobs in Jaipur Rajasthan. Follow these steps, tailor your applications, and engage actively in local startup communities. Whether you're fresh out of college, seeking a career change, or exploring internships, Jaipur startups offer something for everyone.

So, are you ready to make an impact and carve out your place in Jaipur's vibrant start-up culture? Get started today — your dream startup job could be just one click away!

[psychics4unet]

Hii again✨ first I want to thank you so much for reading me it means a lot 🙂 also I want to ask if it's not too much if you could be more specific about details of my question. but if not that's okay, like for example what kind of Career do you see me having, where will I work or what industry will I work in ECT or for my future spouse what kind of dynamics do you see in our relationship or if you could even describe what he might be like or look like ECT , again thank you soo much for reading and if this is too much I'm sorry you can just ignore me I don't mind, once again my initials are D.L.J 💕 I hope you have a good day!

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The Owl 🦉 is a symbol of wisdom, insight, and clarity. The Owl suggests that you have a deep connection with knowledge and strategy, and your career could involve areas where you’re required to analyze, understand, and strategize. Whether in research, analysis, or a role that requires clear decision-making, the Owl shows that you will excel in work environments where you can think critically and gain insight into complex situations. You may work in industries related to education, psychology, or areas that require wisdom and expertise. The Owl also suggests that the dynamics in your work environment will be rooted in respect for knowledge, and you may often find yourself in roles where you help others grow intellectually or spiritually.

The Swan 🦢 represents grace, beauty, and deep emotional connection. The Swan brings a message about your future spouse and relationship dynamics. The Swan suggests that your future spouse will be someone who embodies emotional depth and harmony. They may be a person who values peace, balance, and beauty, with a calming presence that complements your energy. Your relationship will be one where mutual respect and understanding flow effortlessly. This person will have a quiet strength, possibly being an artist, spiritual person, or someone with a deep emotional intelligence. They may have soft, warm features, and you will be drawn to their elegance and calm demeanor. The Swan suggests a relationship that will feel like a graceful, harmonious partnership, where both of you will feel safe to express your true selves.

In summary, the Panther shows that your career will require resilience and courage, possibly in roles that involve leadership, strategy, or helping others through transformation. The Owl indicates that you will work in fields that require wisdom and insight, excelling in areas that involve analysis or intellectual depth. As for your future spouse, the Swan brings a message of emotional depth, grace, and harmony, suggesting that they will be someone who values balance, peace, and beauty. Your relationship will be harmonious and emotionally fulfilling.

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[contentmakers]

Is DRIEMS Right for You?

A Quiz to Help You Decide on Your Engineering Path

Hey there, future engineer! So you've got that spark of innovation, a love for problem-solving, and a head full of ideas just waiting to be built? Awesome! But with a million engineering colleges out there, picking the right one can feel like navigating a complex circuit board. Don't worry, we've got your back. This interactive quiz will help you see if DRIEMS University could be the perfect Launchpad for your engineering journey.

Ready? Grab your virtual screwdriver, and let's get started!

Question 1: You crave a hands-on learning experience, not just textbook theory.

How important is a well-equipped lab environment to you?

(a) Essential! I want to get my hands dirty building things and experimenting. (b) Labs are cool, but a strong theoretical foundation is key too.

(c) I'm more interested in the real-world application of engineering principles.

If you picked (a) or (c):

DRIEMS University boasts state-of-the-art labs across various engineering disciplines. Think high-end machinery, cutting-edge software, and dedicated lab sessions that let you translate theory into action.

Question 2: Imagine yourself after graduation.

What kind of engineering environment excites you the most?

(a) Collaborative and team-oriented, where I can bounce ideas off others.

(b) A fast-paced, competitive environment that pushes me to my limits.

(c) A dynamic space that allows me to explore my own ideas and experiment independently.

If you picked (a) or (b):

DRIEMS University fosters a collaborative learning environment with a strong focus on teamwork projects. You'll also have access to industry mentorship programs, connecting you with experienced professionals for guidance.

Question 3: Future goals?

Do you see yourself working for a big corporation or venturing into entrepreneurship?

(a) Big corporations offer stability and growth opportunities.

(b) I dream of launching my own startup someday!

(c) I'm open to both - it depends on the right opportunity.

If you picked (a) or (c):

DRIEMS University boasts an impressive placement record, with an average salary package of around 8 LPA and the highest reaching 16 LPA. They have a dedicated placement cell that connects students with top companies across various sectors.

Question 4: Beyond academics

What kind of campus life are you looking for?

(a) A vibrant campus with active clubs and societies.

(b) A focus on academics with minimal distractions.

(c) A balance between academics and extracurricular activities that promote holistic development.

If you picked (a) or (c):

DRIEMS University offers a vibrant campus life with a wide range of student clubs, technical societies, and cultural events. There's a dedicated cricket stadium, a well-equipped auditorium, and spacious hostels to make your college experience enriching.

So, how'd you do?

If your answers leaned heavily towards options (a) or (c), then DRIEMS University could be a great fit for you. They offer a blend of strong academics, practical learning experiences, industry connections, and a supportive campus environment to help you thrive.

This is just a glimpse of what DRIEMS University has to offer. To learn more about their specific engineering programs, faculty expertise, and scholarship opportunities, head over to their official website. Remember, choosing the right engineering college is a big decision.

“Take your time, research your options, and don't be afraid to reach out to DRIEMS University for a personalized consultation”

Here's to building a fantastic engineering future!

The DRIEMS Difference

5 Reasons Why Our B.Tech Programs Should Be Your Top Choice

Picture this:

You're knee-deep in building the next groundbreaking invention. It's complex, it's challenging, and it's going to change the world (or at least your corner of it). But to get there, you need the skills, the knowledge, and the launchpad to blast off. That's where DRIEMS University's B.Tech programs come in.

We get it. You're bombarded with choices when it comes to engineering colleges. But here's the thing: DRIEMS isn't your average college. We're a place where theory meets action, where classmates become collaborators, and where professors become mentors who genuinely care about your success.

Here are 5 reasons why our B.Tech programs should be your top choice:

1. Unleash Your Inner Genius in Cutting-Edge Labs:

Textbooks are cool, but let's be honest, building a robot or designing a self-driving car is way more epic. At DRIEMS, we don't just preach engineering, we make it real. Our state-of-the-art labs are packed with the latest equipment and software, from 3D printers to high-performance computing facilities. Imagine tinkering with circuits, testing prototypes, and putting your theoretical knowledge to the test in a practical environment – that's the DRIEMS B.Tech experience.

2. Learn from the Masters: Industry Mentorship that Matters:

Think professors are just dusty old lecturers? Not at DRIEMS. Our 600+ faculty is a powerhouse of experience, with many boasting real-world industry expertise. But it's not just about their knowledge; it's about their passion for sharing it. We believe in fostering strong student-professor relationships, and that includes access to industry mentorship programs. Get ready to learn from the best, network with experienced professionals, and gain valuable insights into your chosen engineering field.

3. From Campus to Career: Launching Your Dream Tech Job:

Let's face it, a stellar engineering degree is only half the battle. You need the skills and connections to land that dream job. DRIEMS goes above and beyond academics to prepare you for the workforce. Our dedicated placement cell works tirelessly to connect students with top companies across various sectors. From interview prep workshops to resume-building guidance, they'll equip you with the tools to confidently navigate the job market. Plus, with an impressive placement record (think average salary packages of around 8 LPA and the highest reaching a whopping 16 LPA!), you can graduate knowing you've got a bright future ahead.

4. Beyond the Classroom: Building a Well-Rounded Engineer:

College isn't just about lectures and exams (although acing those is pretty important too). At DRIEMS, we believe in fostering a vibrant campus life that fuels your personal and professional growth. Our diverse range of student clubs, technical societies, and cultural events provide the perfect platform to explore your interests, hone your leadership skills, and make lifelong connections. Whether you're a coding whiz or a budding entrepreneur, there's something for everyone at DRIEMS.

5. A Supportive Community Where You Thrive:

Engineering school can be tough. There will be late nights, challenging projects, and moments where you might feel like your brain is about to explode. But at DRIEMS, you're not in it alone. We foster a supportive and collaborative learning environment. Your classmates will become your study buddies, your brainstorming partners, and maybe even your future business co-founders. Our dedicated faculty and support staff are always there to guide you, motivate you, and celebrate your achievements.

So, are you ready to join the DRIEMS B.Tech revolution?

We know you've got the brains and the passion. We'll provide the launchpad, the resources, and the support to turn your engineering dreams into reality. Head over to our website to explore our B.Tech programs, meet our amazing faculty, and take the first step towards an epic engineering career.

The future of tech is waiting. Are you ready to build it?

[vespr3]

i always believed that i'll never feel what love is, or merely know it at all. i used to picture it as something destructive, something worthless of my time, something scary, something that's just not for me. love equates disappointment. that's what growing up in a rough environment where love feels rare, does to you. but deep within, i always clung to the notion that love must be beautiful; the right kind out there is beautiful.

it must be.

i've met so many beautiful souls in this lifetime and meeting them slowly rebuilt love in my eyes. but this man reshapes love's very essence, infusing it with new depths of meaning. the more i'm with him, the more i find love and peace in forms i didn't know existed. love with him feels liberating, a sanctuary where i can openly express my thoughts, whether they be frustrations, uncertainties, and my inner whirlwinds. i grew up thinking that expressing emotions or questioning what bothers you invites arguments, hence keeping them inside seemed the safer choice.

but his love makes me feel so seen. so validated. so secure in my vulnerability. his love feels almost too good to be true but man do i believe him so easily. he cares in ways that almost felt like normalcy, as if it were a fundamental part of his being—a gesture as instinctive as breathing, done without a second thought because that's just the man he is.

joares, with you, love flows effortlessly yet deeper each day. confusion finds no home in me, gone is the cloud of doubt that once crowded my view — i'm now at the point where your name is almost identical to certainty. i don't like thinking about the future until you. the future, used to be a distant thought, now weaves you into its every thread, its every hue — it's now all woven with visions of you. sometimes i'd look at you and yearning starts to flow in advance, as if there is not enough time in this lifetime to spend with you.

you make my fast-paced world calm and slow. the fixed point within the corridors of my mind, where chaos yields to tranquility with the mere thought of you. i felt like i've found a safe harbor, a haven where my vulnerabilities are embraced, and my fears gently soothed. almost like a child with a trusted guardian, i can run to you, knowing i'll always find solace in your arms when the world gets a little harsher than it already is.

to love something just because is one thing, but to love despite is an entirely different thing. i fell on the latter. i love you in a way that's sometimes hard to comprehend, the kind that defies logic's grip. i used to think love required dependence, a need for presence intertwined. but you, my love, you're too independent that sometimes i feel like you don't need anyone. and if you'd ask for my honesty, your independence, an embodiment of strength and self-sufficiency, both captivates and scares me. you're like a lone star in the night sky, you shine fiercely, seemingly untouched by earthly ties. it scared me somehow because how can you seemed to stand there unaided, untouched by ties while i wonder how could i stand if you ever slipped from my hand? your resilience reveals the core of my reliance.

but in the depths of experiencing you in so many ways, i learned a new way to love: to hold you close without necessity, to thrive independently, hand in glove. i'd drown all my beliefs, all of my convictions if it means getting to love you right.

this life with you will never be obligatory but a clear choice. i know i can live without you, but it will not be as beautiful as this. i can love for all i want, but i know i'll never love this way again — with such tenderness — to the point of tears. without you, it may all be bearable and existence might endure, but a life with you is a life i know worth living, a life with more purpose.

[expatesque]

Tips for new graduates feeling stagnant even lethargic as they have no idea what they want to do career wise apart from eventually get a good salary and move to London?

Keep moving towards your destination, even if you don't know exactly what that is yet.

Okay so your overarching priority needs to be finding a job, ideally a job that puts you on the path you want to be on. But figuring out what kind of job that is can be really, really difficult -- trust me, I know from personal experience.

One thing that's really important to keep in mind as a grad is that your first job will not be your dream job. All your first job has to do is move you closer down the path to what you eventually want to do. So for me, law wasn't directly helpful to what I'm doing now but did having professional experience at an intense level help me get my foot in the door at my new job? Absolutely. So for me, law put me further along the path, even though I didn't stay on a legal route.

So keeping that in mind: it's helpful to first have a sense of what kind of thing you might eventually want to do.

Start with what you know: you want to live in London, you want a good salary. You probably also know some things you definitely don't want to do -- hate numbers? Scratch accountancy. You know more about what you want in a career / life than you think, so I encourage you to get out a piece of paper and write some things down. What does your eventual ideal life look like? How's the work/life balance? How much flexibility do you want? Do you want to be working mostly independently or collaboratively? Do you thrive in fast paced environments or do you want something more predictable? Etc. Also think about what you're good at: if you're not creatively inclined, advertising might be difficult.

Then I recommend talking to older people in your life who have more experience of the job market. There's a whole world of work out here, and it's hard to know what exists without talking to people about it. Reach out to family members, older friends, family friends, etc and try to get a sense of what things might be out there.

The idea of this is not to end up with one ideal job, but instead to narrow the field a bit. Like I said earlier, your first job doesn't have to be directly related to your ideal job, but it can help to be in the same 'work zone.' By that I mean, it's in a similar industry or develops useful skills for what you eventually want to be doing. So if you eventually want to be running a cool tech start up, a job doing marketing for a museum is probably less helpful than a few years in consultancy.

Once you've got a sense of what kind of thing you might want to do, or at least what you definitely don't want to do, apply. This is horrible and painful and awful but there's no way around it. Especially as a grad, definitely look into grad schemes -- something like 90% of professional jobs in the UK come through recruiters, but that pathway isn't really open to grads, so take advantage of what is open to you. Grad schemes generally provide good training and foundational springboards for whatever you want to do next. Talk to the careers people at your alma mater, keep an eye on those careers boards, and keep applying.

While you're doing that, I recommend trying to build up a skill, ideally one that's helpful for your resume. This can be something like a language, coding, even just getting comfortable with excel. It gives you something to fill your days that isn't applications and shows employers that you're using your time productively. And it can help you not go insane when your life feels like an endless stream of rejections.

So priorities: get a sense of what you might want to do to help orient yourself, then apply apply apply to things that help you get closer to that path than you are now. Also helpful to pick up a new skill or improve an existing one.

Let me know if you have any other questions. Good luck babe, I'm rooting for you.

[rainbowsky]

Hi! I was wondering if you know of any discords/groupchats for bxgs? For people like me who don’t post or hold bjyx accounts, I feel like it’s really difficult to really get into the fandom and find fellow turtles to talk to. We all get excited when we find candies or want to rant about a particular behind the scenes moment etc and i feel like something like a discord would really bring people together and create a community of people to talk to each other.

I was wondering if you know of anything like that? Or would you be willing to create something like that where the fandom could join?

Sorry if this sounds rude or presumptuous or anything, I was just wondering. Thanks!

Hi Anon,

There's no harm in asking an honest question, so no worries. 😊

I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you, though...

I can't in good conscience recommend Discord. I don't think there's ever been a more appropriately named platform. If you and others enjoy it, please continue to, but it's just not my cup of tea.

Discord (like Twitter) is a platform that thrives on speed and immediacy, not accuracy or analysis, so platforms like that have a tendency to reward, push and perpetuate misleading and inaccurate information. Once an incorrect idea catches fire on a platform like that, it's impossible to correct it.

Those platforms stick to short, quick little bites, when my preference is for slower, deeper analysis and discussion.

These fast-paced platforms also often thrive on friction as a catalyst for more intense, more passionate (and more adversarial), engagement. In my experience, which I recognize isn't data but is just my own personal situation, Discord servers often become very toxic and gossipy, and are often used as HQ for harassing people on other platforms (in fact, I suspect some of the worst toxic solos organize there). I've been a member of many Discord groups over the years, mostly gaming related but also on other topics, and unless they are exceptionally well managed and heavily moderated (which only generally happens with the very large groups), they can become vectors of hate.

As I've said in the past, the nature of these platforms makes it more difficult to curate at times (especially Discord), and makes it much more likely that people will be exposed to aspects of the fandom that clash with their own views and values. It can also tend to exaggerate elements of the fandom that thrive in those types of environments. This can lead to conflict, and to people getting a distorted perspective on what the fandom is about and where most fans are coming from.

It’s usually pretty chaotic and fast-paced, and can feel like drinking through a firehose. I often find that type of setting overwhelming.

This is just my take on things. I recognize it's not my type of platform and it doesn't accommodate or encourage the kind of engagement with fandom that I enjoy, so my perspective is entirely subjective based on that.

No judgment to those who enjoy it. I have some good friends who spend a lot of time on BXG Discord.

If you are looking for more people to talk to I can understand your desire to find a chat server. I don't have any to recommend.

But I will say, don't be afraid to engage with people here, either. People do have great connections and conversations here on Tumblr, whether in the comments of posts, via reblogs or through private messaging. I've made some great friends here just using the tools that Tumblr provides, and I'm not a naturally 'ultra social' person.

Sorry I couldn't be of more help.