#i enjoy them.... Vicariously

[egophiliac]

I just realized it'll take the eng server almost a year to reach the 3D Cheka T pose model :' ) we're at book 7 part 6, and we get a new main story update every 2 to 3 months..

Anyway, do you wanna share some fun, spoiler-free shenanigans that happened in jp's server.? Just to have some crumbs to lick off the table until we get our own sandwich (my heart is empty and my soul is crying)

spoiler-free is pretty hard, especially considering. the, uhhh, particular turn that things take directly after 6. (like, the fact that the other characters are showing up probably counts on its own?) and I do think that if you can avoid getting spoiled, most of it is definitely better as a surprise! some of the genuinely best Twst moments are waiting for you. :D

if I may, however, present one of my favorite little throwaway bits with absolutely no context:

[bookwyrminspiration]

if I weren’t ace I would be SUCH a monsterfucker

[anghraine]

I was just thinking about the through lines of Elizabeth's characterization and her relationship with Darcy, and I'm really fond of this one:

[Mrs Bennet:] “Ay, that is because you [Bingley] have the right disposition. But that gentleman,” looking at Darcy, “seemed to think the country was nothing at all.” “Indeed, mamma, you are mistaken,” said Elizabeth, blushing for her mother. “You quite mistook Mr Darcy.”

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Elizabeth tried hard to dissuade him [Mr Collins] from such a scheme; assuring him that Mr. Darcy would consider his addressing him without introduction as an impertinent freedom, rather than a compliment to his aunt; that it was not in the least necessary there should be any notice on either side, and that if it were, it must belong to Mr Darcy, the superior in consequence, to begin the acquaintance. [...]with a low bow he left her to attack Mr Darcy, whose reception of his advances she eagerly watched, and whose astonishment at being so addressed was very evident. Her cousin prefaced his speech with a solemn bow, and though she could not hear a word of it, she felt as if hearing it all, and saw in the motion of his lips the words “apology,” “Hunsford,” and “Lady Catherine de Bourgh.”

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In vain did Elizabeth endeavour to check the rapidity of her mother’s words, or persuade her to describe her felicity in a less audible whisper; for to her inexpressible vexation she could perceive that the chief of it was overheard by Mr Darcy, who sat opposite to them. [...] “For heaven’s sake, madam, speak lower. What advantage can it be to you to offend Mr Darcy? You will never recommend yourself to his friend by so doing.” Nothing that she could say, however, had any influence. Her mother would talk of her views in the same intelligible tone. Elizabeth blushed and blushed again with shame and vexation. She could not help frequently glancing her eye at Mr Darcy, though every glance convinced her of what she dreaded; for though he was not always looking at her mother, she was convinced that his attention was invariably fixed by her.

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That he [Darcy] was surprised by the connection was evident: he sustained it, however, with fortitude: and, so far from going away, turned back with them, and entered into conversation with Mr Gardiner. Elizabeth could not but be pleased, could not but triumph. It was consoling that he should know she had some relations for whom there was no need to blush. She listened most attentively to all that passed between them, and gloried in every expression, every sentence of her uncle, which marked his intelligence, his taste, or his good manners.

Elizabeth was now most heartily sorry that she had, from the distress of the moment, been led to make Mr Darcy acquainted with their fears for her sister; for since her marriage would so shortly give the proper termination to the elopement, they might hope to conceal its unfavourable beginning from all those who were not immediately on the spot. She had no fear of its spreading farther, through his means. There were few people on whose secrecy she would have more confidently depended; but at the same time there was no one whose knowledge of a sister’s frailty would have mortified her so much. Not, however, from any fear of disadvantage from it individually to herself; for at any rate there seemed a gulf impassable between them.

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During their [Elizabeth and Darcy's] walk, it was resolved that Mr. Bennet’s consent should be asked in the course of the evening: Elizabeth reserved to herself the application for her mother’s. She could not determine how her mother would take it; sometimes doubting whether all his wealth and grandeur would be enough to overcome her abhorrence of the man; but whether she were violently set against the match, or violently delighted with it, it was certain that her manner would be equally ill adapted to do credit to her sense; and she [Elizabeth] could no more bear that Mr Darcy should hear the first raptures of her joy, than the first vehemence of her disapprobation.

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Lady Catherine had been rendered so exceedingly angry by the contents of her nephew’s letter, that Charlotte, really rejoicing in the match, was anxious to get away till the storm was blown over. At such a moment, the arrival of her friend was a sincere pleasure to Elizabeth, though in the course of their meetings she must sometimes think the pleasure dearly bought, when she saw Mr Darcy exposed to all the parading and obsequious civility of her husband.

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"I [Lydia] am sure Wickham would like a place at court very much; and I do not think we shall have quite money enough to live upon without some help. Any place would do of about three or four hundred a year; but, however, do not speak to Mr Darcy about it, if you had rather not." As it happened that Elizabeth had much rather not, she endeavoured in her answer to put an end to every entreaty and expectation of the kind. Such relief, however, as it was in her power to afford, by the practice of what might be called economy in her own private expenses, she frequently sent them.

me, every time: oh, Elizabeth.

[joelletwo]

[ID from alt: umineko fanart of a calmly smiling ange holding mammon up in her arms, hands around her thighs, mammon discombobulated and flustered. they're nose to nose]

what a beautiful day for drawing them :DDDD ange is STRONG (mammon is also floating)

@ninthtwilight happy birth!!!

[apollo-not-in-space]

I LOVE YOU SIMPLE DESIGNS I LOVE YOU COMPLEX DESIGNS I LOVE YOU OC DESIGNS

I am holding my kids. I am holding and cuddling them these are my kids say hello.

[lelianaslefthand]

i already knew i’d be playing this game over and over bc that’s what i do but i’m like fuck i’m gonna need to romance everyone then romance them with someone in the same faction as them if i haven’t already and some of them have decisions in their personal quests that i want to see both sides play out in a romance like damn i do treat these games like dating sims sometimes huh…

[caterpillarinacave]

rip Will Herondale you would have loved Candy Crush

[jansuta]

i love my ocs everyone look at my ocs

[butchshepherd]

x

[majouartings]

an old thing I unearthed in my wips folder the other day... I didn’t go to the ocean last year haha

[cee-grice]

Happy STS, Cee! What is your favorite romance trope to write about?

hi hi, thanks for the ask!!<3

HM oh man, good question... I think the most common aspect of the romances I write about and thus what I naturally gravitate to is opposites attract. which is not something I've actively thought about before, honestly!! but, yeah, that checks out lol. the couples I write about tend to be very different in personality, background, interests, etc., and those differences being what attracts them to one another. for example, Quil is very academically intelligent, which Endra, not being so himself, finds really attractive because to him it screams competence but in such a uniquely him way that he can't help but be drawn to it. in contrast, Endra is very lively and finds joy in the smallest of things, traits that Quil does not have, but being around him makes Quil feel livelier, too, so we get a moth to a flame kind of scenario haha.

in short, I enjoy writing romances where the people are very different puzzles but then they start to take on pieces from the other and we get a whole new image for them both. splashes of red in a blue sea, purple in a field of yellow rye. you know what I mean? there are some core aspects that unite them still, but their difference both enhance their respective uniqueness and influence how they approach life. anyway, yea, opposites attract my beloved<33

[lupismaris]

The immediate cut to of spending time with a queer friend then going back to your strangely isolated life cut off from external local queerness is a really violent kind of whiplash i do not enjoy. Hm.

[dogin8]

immediately turning to look at the people around me after doing something I think is cool is just a part of the experience at this point

[schwazombie]

Man, I wish I weren't allergic to cats

[aromanticasterisms]

man. i was not at all looking forward to the saurian mechanics in natlan, and i've been proved correct for the most part -- the ground saurians feel like such a downgrade from the travel mechanics we've seen in the past [we all at this point have gotten used to climbing things with character skills, also kachina is free + the sumeru and chenyu vale exploration was a lot smoother]

HOWEVER. i do love the koholasaurs way more than expected. perhaps, dare i say it, even more than the waverider. they blend fun and function way better than the other two. they are so shaped. little creatures. i can do a flip

[cesium-sheep]

also I love including a playable section in the credits that lets you unlock a secret message if you do good. I think that's a great idea.

done with dream drop distance! just fragmentary passage left before I finally get to start kh3, the reason I was so excited for this collection to come out 3 entire years ago lol