#i need to replay her asap

[invinciblerodent]

I originally went off only in the tags about how this makes the both her and Davrin welcomed outsiders exploring each other's worlds, but on a second thought, that's really what tickles my brain about this the most, I think.

Like the game gives a bit of insight into the Dalish and gives an opportunity for a human Rook to gain a bit of a deeper understanding through their Dalish allies, and maybe I enjoy toying with the reverse, and the cultural implications of the seedier urban Tevinter environments being overall far more welcoming to the Dalish than most others. Maybe I like the idea that regular, garden-variety crooks are no more strange to Davrin than your average Warden recruit, and the old red bricks lining the streets beneath the now-available magic signs is maybe even a charming meeting of the old and new that feels strangely familiar to him, too.

Or maybe I just like the thought of the Confident Heroic Cool Warden being knocked profoundly out of his element as he's pulled onto a crowded dancefloor by this whirlwind woman, or when a little old (very obviously queer, dwarven) man who greeted his girlfriend like a granddaughter grabs him by the shoulders, sloppily kisses him on both cheeks, and then makes an ever so slightly inappropriate remark in broken Common/Dwarven/Tevene about his biceps, and a pleasant, but surprisingly racist one about how, for a cat, Ver seems to be a bit of a greyhound*.

(*an old-fashioned and now-pejorative Tevene slang term I just made up for someone who sleeps with mostly elves, because they "chase rabbits")

Before release, I always kind of thought of Ver's usual haunts in Minrathous being part of an industrial-ish area (factories, docks, the surrounding blue collar residentials, etc.), but I've been thinking, and with Dock Town being what it is in-game (and with what it is to Neve), I think I prefer her being more tied to one of the (no doubt many) entertainment- and nightlife districts of the city.

I'm thinking of one of those moderately seedy parts of town that have pubs/taverns/hookah lounges/drag bars/"specialty shops"/etc. and little mom-and-pop eateries that are definitely not fronts for something all lining the streets on the bottom floors of workers' apartment complexes, and at least three larger nightlife establishments (like a casino [gambling den], a circus [it's a cointoss whether you'll see the best burlesque act or a cagefight], and something they only affectionately call a "dancehall") are all sharing view of the same street.

As of right now, I'm tentatively calling it Redbrick Ridge in my mind, because Minrathous seems to use primarily light-colored stones and red and teal magelights (and I think poorer, mainly Soporati-owned places using red accent-bricks to imitate the red of magic would be a cool touch), but I also like the idea that colloquially, it'd more be known as the Catsbane Quarter, or just Catsbane (after the codex entry for the Sun-Blonde Vint in DAI)- in part because of the way a certain Tevene alcohol is typically served, and in part because, like Dock Town, it's also home to a large colony of feral/stray cats.

(Maybe one of the ways you could easily spot an outsider is that they'd be the ones who say that something is "on the Ridge" or "in Redbrick", but the people who actually live there would say that they're from Catsbane, or refer to the people there as "cats". Like, "where in the city are you from?" "oh, I'm a cat.")

(Lots of fun cat-wordplay for a more "low-class" area, too... "A cat may look at a king" being a bit of a slogan for non-mage and slave rights, or an expression of commiserating over injustice? "All cats are grey in the dark", both as a "we're all equal here", and as a way to say "no officer, I didn't see anything"? Someone suspected to be an informant is someone who "wears a bell"? So many opportunities, and they all work really nicely for a place with pronounced Shadow Dragon presence!)

Since Ver was a (military-trained) Soporati guard/rent-a-cop before joining up with Varric, I originally figured that having her mainly guard (and spy on-) slave-keeping construction sites was a fitting thing, but I think now, knowing both her character and the game as I do, I prefer her as a security guard during the week, and a bouncer during the weekends.

Like I like her not as a go-to problem-solver like Neve, but more like... some sort of a neighborhood Red Jenny, someone who somehow (at least tangentially) knows everyone in her bubble.

And like... she lives in one of the dingy little apartments above a moderately run-down lunch-place (at first I thought it would be run by her uncle, now I'm more picturing an older person who emphatically calls her things like "columba mea" and acts like a doting grandmother, but isn't actually related to her). Her friends are all line cooks, busboys, dancers, dishwashers and all kinds of entertainers, as well as bar owners, bartenders and barflies, not a small percentage of them Liberati- which, with her reputation as a useful person to know and the open secret of her being a Shadow, would be something that probably would have drawn someone like Varric to her very easily. (I mean, he primarily seems to network by just... going to bars and asking the drunkest people still capable of speech about who's worth knowing, lol.)

Plus, I also really like the idea that if the owners/workers at a place know that someone is about to cause trouble, they'd see if she's around, ask her to step in for the night, and maybe crack some heads together.

Like imagine being a big, hotshot wannabe-Venatori swinging their metaphorical dick around over a game of Archon, and in comes this quite pretty, but overall unremarkable woman who is kissing 5'7" from the bottom and is not particularly intimidating, but she still lays you the absolute fuck out to dry without breaking a sweat. Probably one of the top ten most embarrassing ways for that night to end, lol.

[heyitslapis]

Watching bits of TLOU2 Remastered Directors Commentary on yt & literally hollering with laughter when Laura Bailey says "You fucking moron!" after Abby scolds Owen for suggesting to cut & cauterize Yara's arm 😭😭🤣🤣🤣

[bryceslahela]

I didn't know you play rc! I definitely recommend playing all of Alice's stories (author of Arcanum) - Heaven's Secret and Shadows of Saintfour. HS is kind of dramatic but engaging and SOS has got this "horrors of a small town" vibe. Legend of the Willow is a bit slow but it's definitely one of the best stores in rc. Psi is from the same author as LOtW, it's a good dystopia and I recommend it as well. Dracula Love Story also has its charm but the beginning is a bit weird.

hi!! i do!! diana told me to play theodora and i was convinced and i really enjoyed it! i played chasing you first and it was a lil weird sometimes fr but i liked it overall!! shadows of saintfour was what i was originally drawn to but the lis don’t seem v cute icl…. i went back to play it after reading this ask tho!! i’ll push thru on ur rec 🫶🏾 heaven’s secret seems good but although malbonte is fine as hell … malbonte is such a goofy name icl and the screenshots turn me off him so bad 😭 i hate rude lis soooo much. psi was kinda boring to me but i’ll keep playing!! also i haven’t read lotw yet!! on my list!! i enjoyed desert rose, arcanum and theodora the most i think.

[hurtblossom]

Hello ?

Pairing : Lando Norris x Female!reader

Summary : It’s World Mental Health Day, and you get a call from a special someone.

Warning : None, just Fluff (for once), it’s short, use of she/her pronouns

Masterlist

« So today, in honor of World Mental Health Day, we’re going to as you to call someone and ask them, about their day, ask them how they have been. » The woman on the other side of the camera assied Lando.

« Ugh, i hate calling people. » Lando whined, grabbing his phone, and going through his contact list.

« Come on, it’s for a good cause. » The woman smiled. « You just have to say : Hey, I was just thinking about you, just wanted to check in, and just start a conversation with the person? Is that okay with you? »

« Yeah sure. » Lando replies softly, looking at the name he chose.

« Do you know who you’re going to call already? » The woman asked.

« Yup. » Lando pressed the call button; and put the speaker on. « I just hope she’s going to replay, she doesn’t like to speak on the phone either »

After a White, a feminine voice could be heard on the other side of the phone. « Hi? »

« Hello love » Lando said softly, smiling at the phone. « I was just thinking about you, and i wanted to check on you, y’know, hear you voice. »

« That’s very nice Lan. » Y/N smiled, holding the phone against her ear. « I’ve been thinking about you too. »

« What have you been up to love ? How are you? » Lando asked again.

« I’m okay, i’ve been working, y’know how it is. » She replied softly.

« Just okay? » He frowned.

« Better if you were here. » She smiles and giggled.

« I can’t let you be just okay, love. I’ll have to come to see you. » He said, grinning down at the phone, forgeting about the people around him.

« I’m happy you called, i needed that. Thank you. » She said softly. « I’ve missed you. »

« I’ve missed you too, love. I’m happy i called too. » He replied in the same tone. He looked around remembering all the team watching him. « I have to go film, love, i’ll call you back asap. »

« It’s okay, good luck today, Lan. I love you. »

« I love you too. Let me know if you need anything, okay? » He asked.

« Mhm, i will. Take care, don’t overwork yourself » She almost whispered.

« I won’t. You know I won’t. » Lando laughed a little. « Okay then. Take care, okay? I love you. »

« I love you too » Y/N blushed, smiling.

« I’ll see you soon love, I promise. » He said in a whisper.

« I’ll be waiting for you », after a few seconds, Y/N hung up, letting Lando contemplate a black screen.

As the call ended, Lando found himself staring at the black screen, a lingering smile on his face. For a moment, everything else seemed to fade away—cameras, lights, the crew around him—it was just him and the warmth of that conversation.

The woman on the other side of the camera smiled knowingly. “That sounded like more than just a casual check-in. You want to share a little more about her?”

Lando leaned back in his chair, still holding his phone loosely. “She’s... someone really special,” he said, his voice softer than usual. "You know when someone knows you inside out? Like, they get you in a way no one else does?"

The woman raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like it’s more than just a friend, Lando. Why did you pick her to call?"

Lando chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Because she makes me feel grounded. No matter how crazy things get, she’s always there, reminding me who I really am.”

The woman tilted her head, giving him a playful grin. “And you’re sure that’s the only reason?”

Lando laughed, shaking his head. “Maybe there’s a little more to it than that.”

The woman leaned in closer, her tone gentle. “What are you waiting for, then? You said you’ll see her soon. Is that something you want to keep as a promise?”

Lando’s smile deepened, his eyes softening as he looked at the camera. “Yeah, it’s a promise. I’ve been away for too long, and I miss her more than I can explain.”

He glanced down at his phone, his heart warming as he thought about Y/N’s laugh, the way she always made him feel at home, no matter how far away he was. "I’ll see her soon," he repeated, almost to himself, his voice barely above a whisper. "And when I do, I’ll make sure she knows how much she means to me."

The woman watched him with a knowing smile, sensing that there was more to the story than Lando was willing to share on camera. "I think she already knows, Lando."

He smiled, nodding slowly. "Yeah, but I want to remind her."

The woman grinned. “Well, I think she’s waiting for you, so don’t keep her too long.”

Lando chuckled again, feeling lighter after the call. “I won’t. Promise.”

With that, the woman wrapped up the segment, but Lando’s thoughts remained on Y/N. As the cameras were turned off and the lights dimmed, his heart was already counting down the moments until they’d be together again. And this time, he wouldn’t let the distance keep them apart for so long.

NDA : I'm a bit late, but take care of your loved one guys, make sure to check on them, and if you guys need someone, a friend to talk to, you can come to me.

[neferaskingdom]

♡ Serving Up Some Chemistry | OP81

NEFERASKINGDOM

Summary: A quirky YouTube host invites rising stars Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri for a BBQ episode in honor of the Austin GP. Amidst hilarious banter and messy sauce spills, she and Oscar discover an unexpectedly adorable connection.

OSCAR PIASTRI MASTERLIST | MAIN MASTERLIST

Instagram Post by yourusername:

Surprise! 🚨 In honour of the Austin GP, we’ve got a special episode coming your way featuring none other than Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri! 🤠🍖

We’ll be trying some Texas BBQ and answering your questions—so drop them below! 👇 Let’s see if Oscar can handle the heat and if Lando can manage not to spill sauce on everything. 😆

Comments:

landonorris:

Can’t wait! Hoping I won’t embarrass myself too much. 😅

oscarpiastri:

Super excited for this! BBQ and questions? Sounds like a great time!

user1:

This is going to be epic! Can’t wait to see Lando and Oscar together!

user2:

OMG, the BBQ challenge is going to be hilarious! 😂

user3:

I’m ready for all the chaos that’s about to unfold!

user4:

Y/N, you’re going to have the best time! Can’t wait for this episode!

user5:

Excited to see how Oscar handles the heat! He better be ready!

user6:

Lando’s going to spill sauce everywhere, I can feel it! 😂

user7:

This is the best surprise ever! Bring on the BBQ!

user8:

The chemistry is going to be so fun to watch!

user9:

I just know this is going to be a classic episode!

Instagram Post by yourusername:

The episode is finally OUT! 🎉 Had the best time with landonorris and oscarpiastri—thank you both for being such great sports and handling the BBQ challenge like pros! 🤠🍖

Hope you all enjoy watching it as much as we enjoyed making it! Check it out on the channel now. 🙌

Comments:

oscarpiastri:

Had a great time! Thanks for having us, I’ll definitely be ready for round two. Maybe with less BBQ sauce next time? 😅

landonorris:

It was a blast! I’m still recovering from the sauce overload, but we’ll be back for sure! I’ll even bring an extra shirt 😂

user10:

They need to come back! That was the best thing I’ve ever watched!

user11:

The way Oscar was smiling the whole time—he’s definitely down for round two!

user12:

Lando being the messiest eater while Oscar just tries to survive? ICONIC.

user13:

The episode was pure gold! You three had the best energy!

user14:

Lando’s laugh is contagious! I was cracking up the whole time! 😂

user15:

Oscar was a whole mood trying to keep it together while eating BBQ! I need more of this trio ASAP!

user16:

The chaos, the laughs, the flirting—it was EVERYTHING! 😍

user17:

OMG, Oscar looked like he was about to faint when he first saw yourusername! He was so smitten. 😍

user18:

I can’t with how Oscar turned bright red when yourusername wiped the BBQ sauce off his chin! That was the cutest moment ever! 

user19:

Lando’s commentary had me in stitches! “Oscar, try not to drown in her eyes while you eat!” 😂

user20:

Their chemistry was insane! Every awkward pause just made it more adorable. I can't stop replaying it in my head!

user21:

“Can I get a little help with this sauce?” — Oscar was serving vulnerable and I am HERE for it! So smooth, Oscar! 😏

user22:

Lando saying, “Don’t get lost in her eyes while you’re eating, or I’ll have to save you,” was the best! He’s such a mess! 😂

user23:

The way Oscar shyly laughed at yourusername’s comments made my heart do flips! Can they just date already?

user24:

Their little glances and smiles were everything! I felt like I was watching a cute love story unfold right in front of me!

user25:

When yourusername asked, “Do you usually bring this much heat to a BBQ?” I was like, “Okay, that was smooth!” Oscar was totally flustered!

user26:

Honestly, the way they interacted was pure magic. They could literally sell me anything with that energy!

user27:

Lando is just a whole mood, trying to get Oscar to spill his secrets while keeping it light and funny! This was chaotic perfection!

user28:

I’m still thinking about how cute they were. Oscar’s shy reactions paired with yourusername’s playful teasing were too much to handle!

user29:

This episode was everything! I can’t stop thinking about how sweet their interactions were. I need more!

user30:

Their little glances and soft smiles were everything. Oscar’s flustered reactions were so endearing. ❤️

user31:

I can’t believe how much fun that was to watch! Lando being a mess and Oscar being adorable? What a combo!

user32:

I need behind-the-scenes footage ASAP! Their interactions were too cute to miss!

user33:

This episode was a masterpiece. Their dynamic felt so genuine. I need more content of Oscar and yourusername together!

Instagram Post by yourusername:

Race day vibes! 🏎️💨 Thrilled to be at the Austin Grand Prix and feel the energy in the air! Can’t wait to see Lando and Oscar out on the track today! Let’s go, papaya boys! 🍊🏁

Comments:

landonorris:

Let’s go! Can’t wait to see you there! 🏁

oscarpiastri:

Excited to have you cheering us on! Let’s make it a day to remember! 😄

user34:

Okay, but wearing his number and posing in his car? Is this a thing now?

user35:

I’m not saying you’re dating, but I’m not NOT saying it either! The signs are all there!

user36:

She’s literally living the dream! Can we talk about how adorable they’d be together?

user37:

Her rocking the 81 cap is giving major “I’m totally rooting for my crush” energy!

user38:

They better have some cute moments on the track today! I need content!

user39:

If she doesn’t end up dating Oscar after this, I’m going to be seriously disappointed. 😩

user40:

I see the chemistry, and I’m here for it! Can we get some couple content, please?

user41:

I bet Oscar’s heart is racing just as fast as the cars right now!

user42:

Can we please get some updates on this? I’m invested!

user43:

If they don’t end up together after this GP, I’m throwing a fit! The chemistry is undeniable!

user44:

I’m shipping them so hard right now! Someone make it happen!

user45:

All I’m saying is if I was in her position, I’d definitely be flirting with Oscar!

user46:

Wait, is she wearing Oscar’s number? 🤔👀 Something’s brewing here!

user4:

If they don’t end up together after this, I’m throwing hands! They’re practically destined to be!

Instagram Post by yourusername:

Nothing going on, just a shit ton of editing! 🎬✨ Can’t wait for you all to see the latest episode—it’s a tell-all with some juicy insights you won’t want to miss! Stay tuned! 🙌

Comments:

landonorris:

Oscar’s been whining about the new episode for days now. 😂 You’d think it’s his favorite show!

 ↪oscarpiastri:

I wasn’t whining! I was… politely asking. 😅

 ↪yourusername:

Oh really? I had no idea you were such a fan. I’ll try to make this episode extra special for you. 😉

 ↪oscarpiastri:

I already know it’ll be perfect, especially with your editing skills. 😄

 ↪charles_leclerc:

Oscar, you seem a little too excited about this episode. 😏

 ↪georgerussell63:

He's definitely excited. I’ve never seen someone so eager for an episode! 😂

user48:

Their banter is so cute! I can’t get over how sweet they are! 🥹💕

user49:

Oscar acting all shy is everything! They definitely have something special!

user50:

The way Y/n teases him? Major couple vibes! 😍

user51:

Lando just casually exposing Oscar's crush on Y/n is iconic!

user52:

I’m here for all the fluffy interactions! They need to get together already!

user53:

I can’t be the only one who sees the heart eyes Oscar has for her, right?

user54:

Oscar trying to play it cool but failing is the cutest thing ever!

user55:

The way Oscar and Y/n interact is giving me life! They are too cute! 😍

user56:

Oscar whining for the episode?? Yeah, they’re definitely crushing on each other.

user57:

The subtle flirting though?? I am obsessed. 🥺

user58:

They’re adorable! This is what I live for! Oscar is so soft when it comes to her! 💖

user59:

If they’re not dating after this, I’m going to be devastated. The chemistry is unreal!

user60:

Oscar’s got heart eyes for her, 100%! I’m here for the rom-com energy! 🍿

Instagram Post by oscarpiastri:

Not exactly the result we wanted today, but the team worked hard and I’m proud of the effort we put in. We’ll come back stronger next race. 💪 Thanks for all the support as always! Onwards and upwards. ✌️

Comments:

user61:

Oscar really thought he could sneak in that last photo like we wouldn’t notice… boy, we SEE you! 👀

user62:

Hold up. That last picture. Who’s holding your hand, sir? We need answers. 😳

user63:

Forget the race, who’s the mystery girl?! Man’s out here soft-launching a whole relationship!

user64:

Oscar: “We’ll get 'em next race!”

Also Oscar: casually holding hands with someone and trying to act like it’s no big deal. 🧐

user65:

You really thought we wouldn’t zoom in on that third photo? The fandom is about to explode!

user66:

Me pretending to care about race results while I’m over here like 👁️👄👁️ over that hand-holding pic.

user67:

Okay, but real talk… is that Y/n? Because I’m about to lose it if it is!

user68:

Oscar: "Tough race."

Everyone: "YEAH BUT WHO’S THE GIRL?"

user69:

Man, not you sneaking in a whole mystery date at the end. My detective skills are about to activate. 🔍

user70:

Is this Oscar’s way of lowkey announcing a relationship, or are we all collectively losing our minds?

user71:

Bro, you can’t just drop this and walk away like we’re not going to dissect every pixel of that picture. 😂

user72:

If that’s Y/n holding his hand, I’m officially shipping this HARD. 😍

user73:

Is that… Y/n?? Did Oscar just soft launch a relationship?? 😳

user74:

Me: focusing on the race results

Also me: WHO is he holding hands with?!

user75:

Nah, Oscar, you can't just sneak in a soft launch and think we wouldn’t notice! 😭

user76:

This race was cool and all, but let’s focus on what really matters. Oscar’s got a GIRL?!

user77:

Whoever is holding Oscar's hand, I hope she knows how lucky she is. But also... IS IT Y/N?! 🥺

Instagram Post by formula1gossip:

Spotted in the paddock! 👀 Looks like Oscar Piastri and YouTuber/host yourusername are more than just friends—caught sharing a kiss! 💋 Could this be the F1 romance we didn’t see coming? Fans, what are your thoughts? Is this the grid's new power couple? 🔥

Comments:

user78:

OH MY GOD I WASN’T READY FOR THIS TODAY!! 😱😍

user79:

STOP. OSCAR AND Y/N ARE ACTUALLY A THING?!? THIS IS NOT A DRILL!! 🚨🚨🚨

user80:

I knew it! I KNEW IT. The way he’s been looking at her in every interview was a dead giveaway. 🥲

user81:

This is so cute but also low-key creepy? Like, let them have their privacy. 😬

user82:

Nah, this was not on my 2024 F1 Bingo card but I’m HERE for it!! Oscar really said, “plot twist.” 🥵

user83:

Forget the race drama, THIS is what we’re all here for. 😂

user84:

I don’t know if I should be happy for them or freak out that the internet is creeping on their private moment. 😳

user85:

Okay but... am I the only one who feels kinda bad for them? Let them live! 😕

user86:

Man really went from “awkwardly flirting” to “straight-up kissing in the paddock.” Piastri’s got game! 💀

user87:

I need to know WHO took this picture because they deserve a raise for breaking the internet. 😭

user88:

Wait, Oscar really went from sneaky hand-holding to THIS?! Boy moves fast! 🤯

user89:

Okay, but if this is real, Oscar and Y/n are the cutest thing to happen to F1 since... well, ever. 😍

user90:

I’m dying at the fact that Oscar was so shy and now he’s out here making public moves. My heart can’t take it!! 🥺

user91:

This is cute and all, but also kinda invasive? Give them some space, people! 😕

user92:

How do I go from “aww, so cute” to “this is kind of a privacy issue” in one second? 😅

user93:

The way Oscar went from 0 to 100 real quick. Y/n must’ve unlocked his final form or something. 😏

user94:

Did we just collectively witness a romcom happening in real life? Oscar and Y/n, you have my full support. 🙌

user95:

Half of me is SCREAMING, and the other half is like, "y’all, this is kinda creepy… let them live in peace!”

Instagram Post by yourusername:

Well... cat’s officially out of the bag. 🐱💫

Comments:

landonorris:

FINALLY!! I’ve been keeping this secret for so long, I deserve an award for acting like it’s not disgustingly adorable every single day. 😩

 ↪yourusername:

Aww, poor Lando. We’ll get you a medal. Maybe one for “Best Third Wheel” too? 🥇😏

 ↪oscarpiastri:

Best third wheel and also the loudest complainer. You’ll be fine, mate. 😂

 ↪landonorris:

I WILL NEVER BE FINE. 😤

user96:

WAIT. DID HE JUST GIVE HER A FOREHEAD KISS?! I’m dead. 🥲

user97:

Oscar, can you fight?! Because Y/n is everyone’s crush now and you’ve got competition, buddy! 😤

user98:

Oscar is living the romcom life we all deserve. We need a movie adaptation of this STAT. 🎬

user99:

This was not on my 2024 bingo card but I’m HERE FOR IT. Y’all are too cute!! 🥹

user100:

Okay but… where’s the wedding invite? I need to start shopping. 💀

user101:

Oscar, how does it feel being THE luckiest guy in the paddock? 🧐 Asking for a friend.

user102:

Not gonna lie, I’m obsessed with this. Y’all are literally relationship goals. 🥰

user103:

Oscar out here being all shy and adorable while soft-launching the cutest relationship of the year. We’re NOT worthy. 😩

user104:

I swear if Oscar ever messes this up, the entire fandom is ready to throw hands. WE GOT YOU, Y/N! 👊

user105:

They’re that couple. You know, the ones who are so cute you can’t even be mad about it. 💕

user106:

If this was a movie, the soundtrack would just be us screaming "I ship it" on repeat. 🎶

user107:

Lando’s the third wheel and we love it.

user108:

Oscar and Y/n hard-launching their love while Lando cries in the background... the content we never knew we needed. 😭💀

oscarpiastri:

Couldn’t be happier to share this with you. 💛

 ↪yourusername:

Same. I love you, Oscar. 💫

 ↪oscarpiastri:

I love you too, always. 💛

 ↪user109:

Did they just say “I love you” in the comments?!? I’m unwell, this is TOO CUTE. 😭💖

 ↪user110:

Oscar dropping “I love you” casually like we’re not all DYING right now. 💀

 ↪user111:

Every time I see them interact, I lose more faith in my ability to ever find love this cute. 😩

 ↪user112:

Oscar and Y/n: existing

Us: screaming, sobbing, throwing up, planning the wedding. 🥳

[folkloresthings]

BECAUSE I LIKED A BOY / CL16.

in which the world’s favourite pop princess becomes tangled in the life of a certain formula one driver, flipping her entire world upside down.

( charles leclerc x singer!au )

track one: lonesome. track two: fast times. track three: nonsense. track four: opposite. track five: how many things. track six: bad for business.

✩⡱ warnings: slight sexual remarks

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[prinzrupprecht]

Hey! Can I ask for Apollo of the RoR? Reader caught his attention during her fight but she doesnt give he any attention cause hes a womanizer except he is real kinda fall for her ❤️

Apollo x Einherjar!reader

Love the request idea! I barely get Apollo requests so my bad if I mess up a bit.

Synopsis: You had been called to ragnarok by Brunhilde to fight for the humanity or else your race would be extinct. It was an honour to be chosen to fight since you were well known from your time.

TW: none—?

WC: 1151

Your round happened to be the 10th round. With barely a victory on your part, you couldn’t help but remember the words of the Chinese god you had defeated. Your fighting style was magnificent before his soul perished. Your Valkyrie had to help you to the infirmary afterwards due to how badly cut you were.

“You— You need to be careful!” Svipul squeaked out as you tried to walk on your own holding your side.

“I’m fine, go worry about yourself.” You croaked but the Valkyrie felt a bit defeated by your stubbornness until a man walked up to you. He was taller than the two of you. He had a smile plastering his face and you recognized him instantly.

Apollo.

“Oh? You look like you need help—"

“No thanks,” you snorted as you tugged on the wall barely holding onto your conscious.

You remember his fight all too well replaying in the back of your mind. You were bored when you watched him fight against Leonidas. You remembered him and it was crazy how he was standing in front of you nervously. Your ears could still hear those fangirls crazily fawning over him during his match at every turn he made, and every moment to exaggerate his poses as if this was some theatre play. You couldn’t exactly remember if you were mad or pissed but you declared to go next after he killed Leonidas. The whole crowd was cheering for him and the humans were in desperate distress over another loss.

Apollo’s mouth gaped and Svipul grabbed your arm to push past him to get you to the infirmary asap. You weren’t in any condition to be stalling in the halls while your wounds have yet to be treated.

Apollo gave a smug look watching your retreated form disappear down the hallway. He was intrigued by your performance. The only reason he watched your fight was because of your beauty, not because of your looks but the beauty of your artistic fighting skills that caught his attention.

It made him lose his composure and ignore the women who easily fall for him. You on the other hand don’t even bother to look at him nor care about his existence. Was this a game for him? He was growing impatient by the minute.

Or could this be him denying he was falling for a human?

~~ while you’re being treated

The doctors were incredible and had already sealed your wounds. You could walk around more freely and there was very minimal pain. So it was true as Sasaki said the doctors here were amazing.

As you expected Svipul had knocked. You quietly mumbled and said it was open. “You look better and bea—"

“I’m sorry! He followed me and insisted on seeing you,” Svipul pushed past Apollo. You could feel your eye twitch. Why? You must look hideous laying in a white gown on a bed that resembles one from a hospital.

You refused to make eye contact with him. “You’re wasting your time.” You flat-out spoke. Svipul kept quiet as she sat next to you. Apollo scoffed at your words but gave you a smug look and stayed in the room.

“I think not, maybe it happens to be that I’m more curious about you. Every single thought running through my mind is about you.” Apollo’s left hand touched his forehead as he spoke so charismatic about you. He even continued his speech.

“They all call me the bright sun god but you even shone brighter when you danced in the arena.” He was smirking but he still managed to make it about him. Were you even surprised? Did he just say you danced? You fought courageously and wanted to win for the sake of your race. He was fighting against your race to be extinct. So which is it?!

Before he came here, he was determined what he was feeling wasn’t a normal desire and that he had fallen in love with your ideals, fighting spirit and beauty. He had accepted the terms with it and didn't care whether you were a human, goddess, deity or demon. Everything about you was beautiful to him which had him drawn to you like a magnet. The most beautiful god of the Greek pantheon likes you? So many questions ran through your head.

“Sh—should I go get my sister—?” Svipul was nervous but you interrupted.

“No.”

You looked at Apollo but it was more of a stubborn glare because he has a fanbase harem that you absolutely detest. So why is he here? He was stubborn like you and doesn’t like being told no.

Deep down you had liked how you caught someone’s attention. Throughout your human life, you could barely even get your parents attention. “I— I don’t believe you. You should leave and find someone else to entertain you,” you were turning read and Svipul wasn’t speaking nor helping you.

Apollo hummed and stepped closer to your bed. His right index finger lifted your chin to meet your eyes. You couldn’t even fight even if you wanted to. Why was he so beautiful and you’re trying so hard to reject him? “You got it all wrong, you’re all that I could think about. Even if I had all the women surround me, you’re the only one that sticks out the most and can satisfy me.” The way he said those words made you turn your head. Satisfy?! Did he really just say those words out loud? Your face must’ve turned a deep shade of red.

“What are you even saying?” You couldn’t even meet his gaze anymore.

“Hmm? I thought it was obvious. I want you to be mine. I can give you everything you desire and in return your loyalty and trust.” Apollo was persistent and you felt like your position was tarnished. Were you being insulted or did he actually genuinely like you?

“Apollo sir, you— you can’t say such things to a human!” Svipul gasped. You were still readily to refuse him but even so, you were certain he was going to be back every day to annoy you. Does he win every woman with this exact line?

“My bad, my bad! Maybe this pretty sunflower will come up with an answer. I’ll leave for now and will return later,” Apollo made a triumph leave. He expects you to answer whether you want to court him?!

How can he be so bold?

“You’re not thinking of courting him are you?” Svipul gave you a questionable look.

“Me? Ha! He can wish,” you were conflicted with what you just said. You were trying hard to resist him but it was becoming harder to.

“Whatever you desire, I’ll support you.” Your Valkyrie was kind and supportive. Thank god she wasn’t like Hlokk or Alvitr who would’ve tried to run Apollo off.

Maybe just maybe you’ll give Apollo a chance.

Note: y’all should give me Qin, Buddha, Hades, or Loki requests! Anyways, sorry again if I messed up Apollo.

[lillmirey]

„Partners in Justice“

summary:Under the pressure of a difficult case, Casey snaps at her closest ally, Detective Y/N threatening their growing bond. As the case reaches a turning point, they must reconcile their feelings and find their way back to each other.

Pairing: Casey Novak x fem!reader

Content Warnings: Mentions of assault (case-related, no graphic details), Emotional conflict and stress, Brief argument and hurtful words

Word Count: ~3000

Authors Note: This may not reach many people but idc. i love Casey Novak

The squad room was alive with its usual frenetic energy, a hum of phones ringing, keyboards clacking, and tense conversations. Detective Y/N Y/L/N stood at the whiteboard, drawing a timeline of events for the latest case—a brutal assault that had rocked the community.

Her phone buzzed on her desk, the name Casey Novak flashing on the screen. Casey, the ADA assigned to the case, had been under immense pressure to prepare for the upcoming trial. They’d been working closely for weeks, but lately, Casey had seemed… distant.

Y/N opened the text:

“Come to my office ASAP. We need to talk.”

Frowning, Y/N grabbed her coat and headed upstairs.

Casey’s office was a mess. Papers and folders were strewn across the desk, and a half-empty coffee cup balanced precariously on a stack of files. Casey herself looked just as frazzled, her hair slightly out of place and her normally confident demeanor marred by a furrowed brow.

“Detective,” Casey greeted curtly without looking up from the document she was reviewing.

“Casey,” Y/N said, stepping into the room. “What’s going on?”

Casey finally looked up, her green eyes sharp. “The defense just filed a motion to suppress the victim’s testimony. If the judge grants it, we lose the case. Everything we’ve been working on falls apart.”

“Okay,” Y/N said calmly. “Then we fight it. What’s our angle?”

Casey slammed the file down on the desk. “That’s easy for you to say! You’re not the one who has to stand in front of a jury and salvage this disaster!”

Y/N blinked, taken aback. “Casey, I’m trying to help you.”

“Are you? Because it feels like I’m the only one who actually cares about winning this case!”

Y/N’s jaw tightened, hurt flashing across her face. “I don’t deserve that, Casey.”

Casey’s expression softened briefly, but the tension didn’t leave her shoulders. “Just… go, Y/N. I need to focus.”

Y/N stood there for a moment, the sting of Casey’s words making her chest ache. Without another word, she turned and walked out, the door clicking shut behind her.

Back in the squad room, Y/N buried herself in work, the sting of Casey’s outburst lingering. Olivia Benson noticed the tension and approached her desk.

“You alright?” Olivia asked.

Y/N shrugged. “Yeah. Just tired.”

Olivia raised an eyebrow but didn’t press further. “Let me know if you need anything.”

The hours dragged on, and eventually, the squad room emptied. Y/N stayed late, combing through witness statements and evidence, anything to keep her mind off Casey.

But she couldn’t stop replaying the argument in her head. Casey’s frustration wasn’t new, but this time, it felt personal. And that hurt more than Y/N wanted to admit.

Two days later, the trial began. Y/N didn’t see Casey before she entered the courtroom, but when the ADA strode in, she was back in her element—composed, confident, and razor-sharp.

Y/N sat in the back of the courtroom, watching as Casey dismantled the defense’s motion with precision. Her arguments were airtight, her delivery flawless. By the end of the hearing, the judge ruled in their favor: the victim’s testimony would stand.

When Casey turned to leave the courtroom, her eyes briefly met Y/N’s. There was relief there, but also something unspoken.

That evening, Y/N was back in the squad room, finishing up paperwork, when Casey walked in.

“Detective,” Casey said softly, standing near the edge of Y/N’s desk.

Y/N looked up, her expression guarded. “Casey.”

Casey shifted awkwardly, holding a manila folder in her hands. “We won the motion.”

“I know,” Y/N said. “I was there.”

Casey nodded, setting the folder down. “I wanted to say thank you. For all the work you’ve done on this case.”

Y/N leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. “Is that all you wanted to say?”

Casey sighed, running a hand through her hair. “No. I wanted to say I’m sorry. For snapping at you the other day. I was stressed, but that doesn’t excuse the way I treated you.”

Y/N studied her for a moment, then softened. “I get it. This job can mess with your head. But, Casey, I’m on your side. Always. You don’t have to go through this alone.”

Casey’s lips quirked into a small smile. “I know that now. And I’ll try to remember it next time.”

“Good,” Y/N said, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment before Casey spoke again. “Are you hungry? I owe you dinner. As an apology.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “You? Apologizing with food? I might have to take you up on that.”

Casey chuckled, the tension between them finally dissipating. “Come on. I know a great place down the street.”

Over dinner at a cozy Italian restaurant, the conversation shifted to lighter topics. Casey told stories from her law school days, and Y/N shared some of the more ridiculous moments from her time as a rookie.

As they walked back to the precinct, the city lights casting a warm glow, Casey hesitated. “Y/N, I meant what I said earlier. About not being alone. You’ve been my rock through all of this, and I don’t think I’ve told you how much that means to me.”

Y/N stopped, turning to face her. “You don’t have to say it, Casey. I already know.”

Casey smiled softly, her eyes shining with something unspoken. “Still. I wanted to.”

They stood there for a moment, the bustling city fading into the background. Then, Casey reached out, her fingers brushing against Y/N’s.

“Thank you,” Casey said.

“For what?”

“For being you,” Casey whispered, her voice barely audible over the city’s hum.

Y/N smiled, intertwining their fingers. “Always.”

They didn’t need to say anything else. Whatever label they put on their relationship could wait. For now, they had each other—and that was enough.

[cheynovak]

Between power and freedom

Part 11

Characters: Dean Winchester x Y/N Shurley Female character     

Summary: Y/N, the ambitious daughter of a powerful CEO, grapples with her father's choices, while she secretly takes a job with Dean Winchester, the rugged CEO of a rival company. Sparks fly between Y/N and Dean as they navigate their growing attraction amid corporate rivalry and family pressure.

Warnings: Morning after, nothing explicit

English is not my first language 

*Please do not copy my work, reblog/comments/likes are appreciated*

Dean's POV:

The morning after was tense.

I knew Y/N was nervous, but hell, so was I. Last night had been incredible, but when things ended the way they did���me not pulling out in time—I knew we had a situation to deal with.

She was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee but not meeting my eyes. I could see her mind racing a million miles a minute. I hated seeing her like that, so unsure.

"Hey," I said, stepping closer and brushing a strand of hair from her face. "It’s okay. I’ll go grab a morning-after pill. We’ve got this, alright, no need to worry." She nodded, her eyes softening just a little. I kissed her forehead and left, wanting to take care of things as quickly as possible.

The pharmacy nearby was closed so I had to drive further than I anticipated, it felt like the longest damn drive of my life. I kept replaying last night in my head. I’d been careless before, sure, but the thought of her dealing with this kind of stress because of me? That wasn’t sitting right.

The pharmacist explained the timing—24 hours for it to be most effective. I bought the pill, some water, and even a damn candy bar, just in case she hadn’t eaten yet. I was on my way back when her text came through.

Don’t come in, Dad is here.

I cursed under my breath. Chuck being there was the last thing we needed right now. The guy was intense on a good day, and if he suspected anything about us? Let’s just say it wouldn’t end well. I parked outside her place, gripping the steering wheel as the minutes turned into hours.

I texted her: Let me know when he’s gone.

No reply. I could feel the clock ticking, and it was driving me insane. Finally, I decided I couldn’t just sit there. I’d leave it for her at the office—she could take it there. Problem solved.

Sneaking into the office wasn’t hard; it was the middle of the day, and most people were out to lunch. I slipped into her office, placed the package on her desk, and scribbled a quick note.

Take this ASAP. Love you.

As I left, I glanced over my shoulder to make sure no one had seen me. Jo was hovering nearby, but I didn’t think much of it at the time. She was always around, watching me like a hawk. As I walked out I nodded at her like I did every morning since our break up.

By the time I got a chance to talk to Y/N, I figured everything was fine. I asked if she’d taken the pill, expecting her to say yes and put my mind at ease. Instead, she gave me this confused look.

“I haven’t even seen it, Dean. I just came in. Where did you leave it?” My stomach dropped. “On your desk. I put it there with a note. You didn’t see it?” She shook her head, and I felt the blood drain from my face. Someone had taken it. The realization hit me like a freight train. “Jo,” I muttered, my jaw tightening.

That woman’s jealousy knew no bounds. If she’d gone into Y/N’s office and found it…

Dean’s patience was threadbare as he stormed into the open office space, his jaw tight and his fists clenched. He slammed his hand on Jo's desk, the sound reverberating through the space like a gunshot.

“Where is it, Jo?” he demanded, his voice low but loaded with fury. Jo blinked up at him, her expression the picture of innocence. “Where’s what, Dean?” He leaned closer, his green eyes sharp and piercing. “Don’t play dumb with me. The gift... The one I left for Y/N. What did you do with it?”

Jo’s face crumpled, and to Dean’s utter disbelief, tears began to roll down her cheeks. Her voice rose, loud and trembling, for everyone in the office to hear. “It’s not my fault you're not careful with your office romances!” she cried, her voice cracking.

“You’re the one who’s been unfaithful to me, Dean! Sleeping with your employees? Using your position to get any girl you want?!”

Gasps rippled through the room, heads turning as whispers began to spread like wildfire. Dean froze, the weight of her accusations slamming into him. He glanced around and saw the wide-eyed stares of his staff.

“Back to work!” he barked, his voice cutting through the chaos.

But it was too late. The damage was done. He felt a gentle touch on his shoulder and turned to see Y/N standing behind him. Her eyes were filled with worry, silently pleading with him to calm down.

Dean sighed heavily and straightened, his hands trembling with suppressed rage. Without another word, he turned and walked away, heading straight to his office.

Hours later, Dean’s office door burst open, slamming against the wall with a loud thud.

Sam stormed in, his expression thunderous. “What did you do, Dean?” Sam demanded, his voice echoing in the room. “I’ve had several complaints about you ‘attacking’ Jo in the office!”

Dean didn’t even look up from the papers scattered on his desk. “I didn’t attack anyone.”

“Oh, really?” Sam’s sarcasm was biting. “So you’re telling me you didn’t trade Jo in for Y/N? That none of this is because you’ve been mixing work with pleasure?” Dean sighed, finally lifting his gaze to meet his brother’s. “It’s not like that, Sam.”

“Then what is it like?” Sam crossed his arms, his eyes boring into Dean. Dean leaned back in his chair, rubbing a hand over his face. “I fell for her, okay? It wasn’t planned. It just… happened.” Sam stared at him, stunned into silence for a moment. Dean continued, his voice softer now.

“Jo lied about being pregnant. She manipulated me to keep me around. And Y/N… she’s different. She’s not some fling, Sam. I—” He hesitated, the words catching in his throat. “I care about her. More than I’ve cared about anyone in a long time.”

Sam’s expression softened, but his tone remained firm. “Dean, you’re the boss. You know how this looks. You’ve got to be careful.”

“I know, Sammy, I know.” Dean admitted, his shoulders slumping. “But I’m not giving her up. Not for Jo, not for anyone.” Sam sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Alright. But you need to fix this mess. Talk to Jo, I'll handle all the HR complains. And for God’s sake, keep your head on straight.”

Dean nodded, his jaw tightening. He knew Sam was right. But fixing this mess wasn’t going to be easy.

--

Dean had let Y/N go early today to drive to the pharmacy. He'd picked up some Chinese food and drove back to her place.

The door swung opened. Dean was looking at the bags of food. "I brought us some Chinese, I'm sorry for earlier sweethea... " his words died when he looked up and saw chuck instead of Y/N at the door. Dean froze, his words catching in his throat as his eyes met Chuck’s stern gaze.

The older man stood in the doorway, his imposing figure blocking the entrance to Y/N’s place. “Sweetheart, huh?” Chuck said dryly, crossing his arms as he leaned against the doorframe. “Didn’t think I’d be the one hearing that.”

Dean swallowed hard, quickly recovering his composure. He shifted his grip on the bags of food and forced a tight smile. “Uh, Chuck. Didn’t expect to see you here.” Chuck raised an eyebrow, his expression unreadable.

“Clearly. Well, it is my daughter’s place. Question is, what are you doing here?” Dean’s mind raced as he tried to come up with an explanation. “I… uh… just thought she might appreciate some dinner after a long day. You know, take some of the load off.”

Chuck’s gaze flicked to the bags in Dean’s hands, then back to his face. “That’s thoughtful of you"

The tension was palpable. Before either of them could say more, Y/N’s voice called out from inside. “Dean? Is that you?” Chuck stepped aside just enough for Y/N to appear in the doorway, her eyes widening when she saw Dean—and the unmistakable tension between him and her father. “Uh… what’s going on here?” she asked cautiously.

Dean cleared his throat, lifting the bags of food. “Just brought dinner. Thought you might be hungry.” Chuck shot his daughter a pointed look before stepping back.

But I can’t help but wonder—how long have you been… ‘thoughtful’ toward my daughter?” Dean felt a bead of sweat trickle down his back.

He knew Chuck wasn’t stupid, and the man’s tone made it clear he suspected something. “I just want to make sure she’s taken care of,” Dean said carefully. “She’s been working hard lately, and I need her, the firm is thriving with her."

"Just the firm Dean? Or also your bedroom?"

Dean felt the blood drain from his face at Chuck’s comment. His grip on his chopsticks tightened as he tried to compose himself. Y/N, sitting across the table, looked equally uncomfortable, her eyes wide in shock.

Chuck’s grin only widened, clearly pleased with himself as he took a slow sip of his drink. “I’m just saying, Dean, you’re both spending a lot of time together. You where even spotted yesterday morning coming out of this place, drive to the pharmacy and come back here. It must be more than just business.” Y/N coughed awkwardly, her face flushed. “Dad, please. That’s not—” But Chuck waved a dismissive hand.

Dean stood his ground, meeting Chuck’s gaze head-on. “With all due respect, Chuck, Y/N is an adult. She can decide for herself who she spends time with.” Chuck’s eyes narrowed, his stance stiffening.

Chuck raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. “Sure, sure. Just be careful, both of you. I’m just looking out for my daughter, after all... Wouldn’t want anyone taking advantage of her... in any way.” Dean’s face flushed at the insinuation, but he forced himself to remain calm.

” Y/N shot a glance at Dean, her face now as red as his. The air between them was thick with tension, but Dean managed to bite his tongue, not wanting to escalate things.

They ate in silence for a few moments, the mood noticeably shifted. After a while, Chuck stood, signaling that dinner was over. “Well, I’ll leave you two to it. Just remember, Dean,” he added with a pointed look, “a man’s gotta know his limits, before he get's burned.”

Dean watched as Chuck grabbed his coat and walked out, leaving him alone with Y/N. The moment the door clicked shut, Y/N sighed deeply, running a hand through her hair. “I can’t believe he said that,” she muttered, shaking her head.

Dean leaned back in his chair, trying to stifle a chuckle. “Yeah, well, he’s definitely not subtle.” Y/N met his eyes, both of them sharing an awkward but genuine laugh.

“I’m so sorry about that,” she said. “He can be… well, you saw for yourself.” Dean smirked. “Hey, don’t worry about it. He’s not scaring me away.” He mover a little over to her, pulling his chair along, offering a small smile.

“But if that’s what it’s gonna be like every time I come over, I might need a little desert, you know to help me relax after dinner.” Y/N gave him a half-smile. Dean chuckled, glad to see her lightening up.

"What do you think, you, me, a little of this wine and the bedroom?"

Y/N got up, and pushed Dean to sit back in his chair. Her leg moved over his lap before she sank down on him.

His hands immediately found their way to her thighs. sliding over them. "Hmm." she smiled, her lips trace his neck towards his cheek. "Lead the way, boss."

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How to Trigger Spooky Events in Curse of Blackmoor Manor (SPOILERS!!!)

The last time I played CUR, I missed just about all of the spooky events I saw when I played as a kid. I decided to try to track down what triggers any “event” that takes place in Curse of Blackmoor Manor. In a new playthrough, I managed to find all the spooky events. One big difference was unlocking puzzles after the game gave you the clues (and not solving them by memory or intuition). Further details below. I hope this helps anyone in their own playthroughs whether they are playing for themselves or showing the game to a newcomer.

Nancy hears chanting after the first night. No puzzles needed.

Get the nightmare sequence by completing the 13-ghost-hunt on Alan’s computer and looking at all the portraits in the Great Hall)

To hear Linda cry, open the East Hall passageway and complete the parrot door. Walk by her room to hear sobs (I did actually go back and forth between the door and Loulou for each word)

To see meat by Linda’s bedside, I asked Linda about the passageway and eventually got kicked out after asking if I could get her anything. I opened the West Hall passageway (after getting the coat of arms from Nigel). I also saw that Nancy had to see Linda’s hand and call Paliki to follow up. I also had just come back from unlocking the forge. Whether Nancy has to unlock the forge or just be in another location is unknown (kind of like how to get food from Tommy, I order in Nancy’s room then go to the conservatory. When I go directly back to my room, the food is ready).

Nonetheless, I found that the biggest difference in my last gameplay (with few spooky events) and my latest (with a whole collection of events) was accessing the forge ASAP. I think it has to do with the letters in the forge (in one of the journals) having clues for how to solve the rest of the game. In my bad playthrough with few spooky scenes I completely forgot that notebook was there and skipped right past it.

Scratches on Nancy’s door: Go to sleep after getting the Moon key (opening the box in Nancy’s room, typing in zodiac) 

Creepy Dark figure: go to sleep after solving for the lightning key.

Nothing happened after the arrow key. Nothing after finding the time/clock key. Nothing after unlocking the mercury wand.

With the water puzzle, open the food before moving any triangles. There is something at the bottom of the well. After opening well, Jane Penvellyn gets a threatening note.

Get the Crazy Frog dream by going to Jane’s room and clicking on the chattering teeth 10 times to get an Easter egg. Read through the Frog book in Nancy’s room. Solve the Frog puzzle with the filled up well and go to sleep.

Mrs. Drake leaves charm directly after one conversation line with Hugh Penvellyn, so always check if there’s something he needs to talk about

Obtain a threatening note after obtaining the 6 keys, opening the pipes (correctly), and going directly to Nancy’s room.

Hope this guide serves as a help. I replayed puzzles and dialogue pieces half a dozen times to figure out as specifically as possible what triggered the different spooky events. Other people may have found different strategies, but I am satisfied that I found all these events on one playthrough (though with loops until I found the right combination of events).

I do have to thank HAFanForever and Arglefumph for their work in displaying these scenes in their videos. They were great reminders of events, and I discovered new ones (the Frog Easter Egg Dream). I also want to thank Arglefumph for his “Nancy Drew: Curse of Blackmoor Manor - Easter Egg” video which showed how to get the crazy frog dream.

[sunsetkerr]

sam gets really hurt during a game of the matildas against england and millie and caitlin find u in the crowd and pull u onto the pitch because sam cant get up and u comfort her

im thinking ACL like maren in that chelsea bristol game like that serious

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1nLTTFwIljY

I've got you | sam kerr

you hear her scream before you realise what's happened. suddenly you were up on your feet with the rest of the stadium, watching on as sam screamed on the floor in pain. you had never heard her sound like that before, you had never heard anyone sound like they were in so much pain.

your heart was beating so fast in your chest, you weren't sure that it was going to hold up for much longer. you clutched your t-shirt in your fists as you kept your gaze on sam. guro, millie and fran were surrounding her, Lauren making her way over too. you could hear a pin-drop at stamford bridge, everyone watching on as their star striker laid on the pitch in pain.

you weren't sure if she had stopped screaming, or if it was just replaying in your mind as you helplessly watched your love on the ground. the medical team were now on the pitch, moving the girls away from sam.

she still had her head on the ground, her fist punching the turf as she worked through the white hot pain coursing through her leg. she hadn't felt pain this bad since she did her knee in 2014, she knew it was going to be a shit outcome.

you felt the tears begin to well in your eyes as you watched her, knowing there was nothing you could do to help her.

they eventually got sam onto the stretcher, and took her off of the pitch. the crowd clapped her exit, you just watched as she made her way down the tunnel, tears staining her skin as she held her arm over her head.

you heard someone call out to you. when you looked down, you saw millie and emma gesturing you over to the railing. "c'mere" millie said as she reached out for you. you turned around and leant over, allowing millie to pull you down onto the pitch; having done it so many times with sam you were practically an expert.

you thanked her and emma before rushing down the tunnel, going to find your girl.

a trainer recognises you and points you in the direction of the medical room. you wait outside, not wanting to interrupt their work. eventually, someone comes out of the room with a phone in their hand.

"y/n" it's James, a physio who works with sam regularly, and you've never been more thankful to see a friendly face.

"what's happened?" you're scared to hear the answer, but when he utters the letters ACL you feel like crying again. "I need to see her," you whisper.

"yeah," he nods, "I'm gonna get an ambulance down for her, get her in asap".

"thanks," you nod before heading into the medical room. "hey superstar," you smile. sam's heart can suddenly beat again after hearing your voice, but as soon as she meets your eyes, she breaks down into tears again.

"oh sammy" you come stand in front of the bed and hold her close to your chest, letting a few tears roll down your face. "I've gotcha" you smile, trying to hold yourself together for her.

"I've fucked it," she whispered. "I really fucked it" she sobbed.

"it's gonna be okay," you squeeze her just that little bit tighter, before planting a kiss on her head. you lean your cheek against her as you whisper to her again, "I've got you".

and no matter how shit it was, she knew that you did.

[bridgetoesoteria]

Soul Snatchers Delight: 18+ 🔥 Who have you left your mark on?

I know some of you freaks have been waiting on this one. Let's see what energy comes out. I'm functionally lit and ready to diiive in.

Also, no TL;DRs on this one so be prepared to read 🤓. Your nasty asses requested this so you are gonna read it! And you're gonna like it!

Options left to right. See you at your pile 💋

Pile 1

Off the bat: So right away, I am getting that this is someone that really had a lot of passion and fire for you. I'm listening to How You Want It by Teyana Taylor (if u haven't listened please go do that asap) and it always gives me the impression of a younger man that wants to prove he can satisfy his partner. Like yeah maybe you have more experience or age but I bet I can still teach you some things.

So this could have been someone that you were more mature than. This could be in terms of age, emotional maturity, or status. You may have initially dismissed this person.

4 Card Spread: 2 of Wands, Page of Wands, Page of Swords/The Hermit, 9 of Wands. Bottom of deck is The (High) Priestess.

So for the spread I asked, "who have you left your mark on." I wanted to get descriptors for this person. Take it however it resonates, in case some of the roles need to be flipped. So right away, I am again getting the vibe that this person may have been younger or more emotionally immature. Or this could have been someone you dealt with when you were younger and less mature and now you have kind of outgrown them.

With so many defensive and no communication cards here--the priestess, the hermit, page of swords, 9 of wands--I don't think you are speaking. This person may feel kind of scorned by you. The page of swords is also a card I get when someone feels offended/defensive because harsh words were said. I don't get the sense that they are good at processing their own emotions. You may have taken a break so you could each find yourselves again. I do think this person is trying but it is completely new to them.

I do think they feel defensive towards you and like they have to guard themselves. They are trying to look toward the future in terms of their life and figure out what direction to take. They are only at the planning/pondering stage. This could be part of why everything fell apart. There was no longevity, this situation was leading to nowhere. When it comes to 18+ readings, the page cards always give me a kind of in and out, fuckboy energy. They may not mean you any harm but they go about it in a mostly self-serving way. They can talk a good game.

A little bonus...

How Have You Left Your Mark?

9 of Wands, The Hierophant, The Sun, The Chariot. Bottom of Deck is The Empress.

I think your boss bitch attitude was surprisingly a turn on for them. Maybe they have never been "put in their place." I am using the Ceccoli Tarot Deck. I feel like its imagery helps me tap into certain energies better. The Sun card in this deck always makes me think of Queen Bee/HBIC vibes. Like a woman that is able to command a room and probably could have a lot of people eating out of the palm of her hand. The Hierophant card always gives me the vibe of a guy pleading for forgiveness or to be able to get a blessing for a third party situation.

So some of you could have dealt with that in some way. For others, they may have been submissive towards you. They would probably do anything to have you forgive them just to be let back into the gates of heaven once more lol. Like they are really feigning. You ignoring them makes them resentful and jealous but they can't help but yearn for your attention.

I think the way you feel above them brings out a competitive side. I think they really liked your hips. I think they have a lot of admiration for you. The things that make you guys different is what replays in their head. Communication was a factor in some way. This person may have struggled to communicate on your level. Maybe in the end they just couldn't satisfy you and they see it as a betrayal that you moved on.

Pile 2

Off the bat: This pile is giving me an indulgent vibe. Like you and this person would steal away to just have moments by yourself. You may have been very physically affectionate. I'm not sure if you displayed PDA but in private you were definitely loving on each other.

Someone could be into art and books or Harry Potter. This person may still be physically around you.

4 Card Spread: 2 of Swords, Ace of Wands, The Hanged Man, Justice. Bottom of deck is 5 of Swords.

For some of you this may be the person you are currently with or someone you are on break from. This person does have a lot of feelings for you and may have told you or you already know. I don't think you are speaking. So you may have gotten into a fight and for someone reason, not talking to each other seems like the right thing to do. I do think they are contemplating a new start with you, with the ace of wands.

I just clarified and it was the same message over again. Either this person has made it clear they want to be with you and you are now contemplating their offer or this is what they want to do. I'm not quite sure why things have ended or what the argument was about, but this was only meant to describe the person. So, I hope this description was specific enough for you to know who it is.

A little bonus...

How Have You Left Your Mark?

Knight of Wands, 4 of Swords, Ace of Wands, King of Pentacles/The Star. Bottom of deck is The Emperor.

So once again, I am getting the vibe that this is someone that is known to you and you probably recently dealt with. I think you guys probably had crazy chemistry. Whether you feel this way or not, this person thinks you have crazyy head game. Like they literally can't get it out of their head.

In some way, being with you is an ego boost. I don't get that its in a gross, objectifying way (unless you know that's how this person is). Its more like they feel quite dominant, and masculine, and confident when they are with you. So maybe you are very feminine and allow them to take the lead. You may be very coy and a bit aloof and it makes them feel challenged. It gets their blood pumping and taps into their primal urges.

With the death card right under the emperor, followed by the tower, I think you probably gave this person some of the strongest orgasms they've ever had. They view being with you as transformative. Whew 😳 no wonder they can't let you go.

It seems like their overall connection to you was quite transformative, whether you know or not. This person may try to hide how they feel on the outside, but on the inside they are SHOOK. Like fr fr. They are starting to reflect on their actions and the way their childhood and their relationship with their parents has shaped who they are. I think they are coming to a crossroad where they have to decide if they are going to go for the life they really want or keep living out these toxic patterns. You have shown them that they have work to do and this sticks with them.

Pile 3

Off the bat: I am getting a much lighter energy in this pile. Some of you may literally be blonde. This could have been some kind of summer or vacation fling. It was probably a mostly good time. You could have known this person when you were younger. I'm seeing someone that has a rounder face. People have described you as having "baby fat." Totes adorbs.

4 Card Spread: 4 of Pentacles, Violin Girl, Ace of Wands, Ace of Cups. Bottom of deck is Strength.

I am using the Muppet Bear Tarot for this question. This deck has some bonus cards that are not in the traditional tarot deck. AFAIK these cards don't have any names, so I just made up names based on the imagery.

So I do think you are mostly on good terms with this person. I think that you want to be with each other and you may be already. If not, one or both of you is refusing to let your emotions pour out. But you do have a good time together. You may go on adventures together. I have repeatedly gotten the image of a boardwalk. So that may mean something to you. I think that your souls just click in a way you can't quite articulate. I think you are definitely aware of you feelings while this person may prefer to express emotion through passion. How cliché, I know.

Someone could owe the other an apology, but it does not seem like that is happening. I'm not sure if this will last long given how many positive cards are here.

A little bonus...

How Have You Left Your Mark?

The Devil, Page of Cups, Queen of Pentacles, 5 of Cups/King of Pentacles. Bottom of deck is The Hierophant.

OMG! I had to calm this person's energy down so it could focus and actually get a message out lol. The deck kept "exploding." Multiple cards would come flying out. wooow. So this person may be crazy about you. I don't think they hide it. They like how ladylike you are but still so seductive! You have surprised them with the hold you have over them. They don't even have time to decide whether they're okay with that or not because they're too busy begging for more.

All of this energy and restlessness is kinda driving this person cuckoo. They feel very possessive over you. You are theirs. I don't think you just hand yourself over. You may pull their strings but pretend like you aren't. Or maybe you really don't realize this person perceives you in this way. Even when you argue, they don't even want to let you go in anger. With the queen and king of pentacles combo, I think they feel like they have met their match with you.

I think this person has found a good partner in you. Some of you may already be in a commitment with this person. They think you make a great team. They feel safe with you. They have to learn how to compromise. Sometimes being a team player means having your teammates back even if you're if you don't see eye to eye on everything. They are really exploring what it means to be in a connection, to be in love, to be a good partner. You really make them go deep so you are always on their mind.

Pile 4

Off the bat: I am getting a very strong work vibe. This may be a colleague. I think you were more or less on the same level. They may view you as serious. I think they stare at you a lot and try to figure out what you are thinking. They want to understand you on a very cerebral level. I think a lot of you may be older so like mid-20s at the younger end of the spectrum.

4 Card Spread: The Empress, Knight of Pentacles, 9 of Wands, Knight of Cups. Bottom of deck is Big Bear, Little Bear.

I am using the Muppet Bear Tarot for this question. This deck has some bonus cards that are not in the traditional tarot deck. AFAIK these cards don't have any names, so I just made up names based on the imagery.

Okay, so after pulling these cards, I almost want to walk back what I said about you both being on the same level. This person seems way more immature than you. You are showing up as the empress, while they are showing up as knight after knight. Even this "big bear, little bear" card gives the vibe of a maturity difference or taking responsibility for another person. For others of you, one or both of you may be parents. The immature energies I keep picking up on could be children. So this person may have kids.

I don't know if you are really entertaining this person. For some of you, this may have been a one night stand. For others, you may have gotten involved with them only to realize they were not who you expected. Their energy feels so unserious. This person may irritate you cause I'm starting to feel annoyed. Its like something is not clicking for them. They want you to accept their offer, even though it is not enough for you.

I don't see that they have any nefarious intentions but their best is nowhere close to what you deserve. Its good but its not enough. This person finds you extremely attractive and respectable. I think they will continue crushing on you, even if you are not on the best terms.

A little bonus...

How Have You Left Your Mark?

Page of Pentacles, Page of Swords, 3 of Pentacles, Judgment. Bottom of deck is Page of Wands.

Again, there is a lot of immature energy coming through. The only page missing is the page of cups. So perhaps you knew this person when you were younger. I think the connection you shared with them changed them in a fundamental way. Pages can symbolize new starts and seeds that have recently been planted.

They probably learned a lot from you, in and out of the bedroom. They explored so many different aspects of themselves but then it just stops. So maybe the relationship ended abruptly. Your boundaries really caught them off guard. Your intelligence, your drive, your evolution. They are very very attracted to you. They could really want to "possess" you. They probably had/have to work really hard to get your attention and to hold onto it. I think the fact that you are so much of a challenge is what sticks with them the most. Like a puzzle that they are endlessly trying to solve. You know how some people carry around rubik's cubes trying to solve them, that's this person with you.

Honestly, some of you may not have been with this person in that way. The rejections do not deter them. I don't even think they believe you are playing hard to get, they know you are hard to get. They want to impress you. They want to be good enough. They don't realize this obsession with you is something personal. They need to unpack why they're fixated on you, instead of trying to figure you out. You're just doing your own thing. If they can't go inward and work on themselves, then they will never be the kind of partner you would desire. I guess they haven't solved that part of the puzzle yet.

This pile was a doozy. I hope it resonated.

[severalforraelee]

WikiHow: Elias Pettersson x Reader

Photo credits to DocSports

Word count: 2,189

Written by raelee / Posted August 8

Masterlist

NHL Masterlist

I watch the two players through my phone screen, their polished shoes carrying them past me. My finger turns off the recording and I watch as it replays the scene.

“How’d it turn out, Y/N?” Nils asks, briefly stopping next to me to watch the video.

“Probably the same as every other video that she takes of us,” Elias mutters.

I can practically feel the disapproving look that Nils gives him.

“It’s kind of my job,” I murmur back, adding a quick caption on the video about Sweden before posting it.

My soles push me into a standing position and my body turns around. Nils is still paused next to me, probably waiting for me to start walking so that we can walk in together, while Elias is standing a few feet away, shifting from one foot onto the other and glaring at me with impatience.

I look around for a saving grace- and I find it in the form of a 5’10 defenseman.

“I, uh, I actually have to talk to Quinn about something,” I stutter out an excuse.

Nils frowns at me, clearly telling that it’s a lie, but Elias is already moving before anything else can be said, and Nils is forced to follow behind his friend.

I breathe a sigh of relief as soon as the taller Swede enters through the doors into the building and a laugh echoes through the parking garage.

“You don’t actually have to talk to me about something, do you?” Quinn questions.

“No,” I confess, “I just needed to leave that situation ASAP.”

“He’s Swedish, it’s just how they are,” he responds to my unanswered question.

It’s his response everytime Elias is rude to me- which is often. Ever since I joined the Canucks last year as their social media coordinator, Elias has been cold and distant towards me.

It started small at first. He wouldn’t respond to my hellos, he would begrudgingly agree to be in videos and photos to post online, then comment that he was only doing it for the fans. But over time he’s become ruder. He’ll make snide comments whenever he gets the chance and at times he’ll even decline being in photos or videos just so that he doesn’t have to interact with me.

I don’t know what I did wrong.

I’ve been kind to him since the beginning, even now when he’s being mean to me I won’t be mean back to him.

Quinn doesn’t know what I did, Brock doesn't know what I did, and Nils doesn’t know what I did wrong and they’re his three closest friends here. They keep telling me that I should ask him and have an honest conversation with him about our feelings, but I’m a non confrontational person, so that’s my last resort.

For now I’ll just deal with the little quips here and there.

“Good luck tonight, Quinn.”

“Thanks,” he grins at me.

What I don’t see is Elias standing across the room from us, eyes locked on the interaction and gleaming with jealousy.

~

“Great job tonight, boys,” I hear Conor cheer from all the way across the bar. It’s obvious that he’s already had one too many drinks.

Samantha, the graphic designer for the Canucks, and I roll our eyes with smiles at the interruption, returning to our conversation about our plans over the short winter break.

“Hey, Y/N,” Conor shouts.

My eyes shift back to the tall man, watching as he holds up a pink drink and shakes it around with a cheeky smile. I give him a thumbs up with a laugh.

“What’s that about?” Samantha asks.

“I’ve been trying to get him to try this drink for months now, it’s really good,” I explain.

“Looks like someone’s a little jealous,” she sings.

My lips curve downwards at her words and my eyes scan around the room for someone who looks jealous. They pass over Quinn and Nils playing darts, then Brock ranting enthusiastically to a few of his teammates, and over Elias who sits quietly next to Brock, gaze downcast while he sips on his drink.

“Who?” I question, confused.

“Elias,” she says, like it’s obvious.

I watch Elias as his gaze flickers up and onto Conor, eyebrows scrunched and teeth clenched like he’s studying him. He stares at the right winger for a little bit, then his eyes flicker over to me. As soon as his blue eyes connect with mine, they flit back onto his drink, like he was caught doing something wrong.

Now my eyebrows scrunch, and I’m even more confused.

What would he be doing wrong by looking at Conor? Or looking at me?

“I don’t get it,” I breathe out.

“It’s because he likes you.”

My head snaps towards Samantha. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I got caught in the moment, so focused on Elias that I forgot that she was sitting right next to me, or the words that left her mouth that catch me off guard more.

“Elias doesn’t like me,” I deny, rolling my eyes at the mere thought of it.

“You are so oblivious,” she groans.

“He’s mean to me, he doesn’t like me,” I repeat.

“He’s mean to you because he likes you,” she explains.

“What? That doesn’t make sense, we’re not in middle school anymore, we’re adults.”

“It doesn’t have to make sense,” she shrugs. “Sometimes boys are so stupid that they think being mean to you will make you like them. Playing hard to get or something.”

I shake my head, wanting to get the thought of Elias liking me off my mind. It’s not something that I’ve ever considered before, and it’s not something that I want to consider now. I thought that it’s common sense to treat those that you appreciate with kindness and respect, but he treats me the opposite of that. “Let’s talk about something else.”

A few hours go by before I’m ready to head home, wanting to slip into bed and give my body a well deserved rest.

“I’m heading out,” I inform the table consisting of a few players, everyone else gone already.

“Alright,” Conor rises to his feet, pulling me into a hug. “Text me when you get home.”

“I will,” I tell him, “Bye, everyone.”

They all give me drunk goodbyes as I head towards the front door of the bar. As I walk, I can’t help but feel eyes on my back, as if someone is watching me. While my hand yanks open the door, I glance behind me, locking eyes with Elias. He watches as the door closes behind me.

~

“Can you skate?” Brock asks, watching over the boards as Quinn finishes tying my laces. 

“Not at all,” I shake my head. “But I did read WikiHow’s instructions before coming here today.”

It’s the day of the family skate. Last year I was able to get out of skating by using my work as an excuse, but today I was told to put the phone down and just enjoy the family skate.

I mentally cursed at my boss when he told me that.

“Quinn’s probably the worst person to teach you how to skate,” Ethan comments as he skates past.

Quinn curses at his teammate before holding his hands out, helping me step onto the ice.

“Push off with the left foot,” Quinn instructs.

“WikiHow says to march.”

“Well, as a professional hockey player, I’m telling you to push,” he snarks.

“This is going to be good,” Brock leans against the boards with a smirk, crossing his arms over his chest.

Nils and Elias stop next to Brock, watching as I fall for the fifth time in less than a minute.

“Is he teaching her how to skate?” Nils inquires.

“Yeah. It’s not going well so far,” Brock responds.

Elias doesn’t say anything, he just watches as I fall again.

Ethan’s right, Quinn is an awful teacher. He gets frustrated after ten minutes, storming off to skate some laps to cool down. Brock tries next but has to stop because he laughs so hard every time I fall down- which is often. Nils is too nice to correct my techniques or form, so his teaching style fails. Conor tries as well, before deciding that it’s no use and I just don’t have the skills to learn how to skate, and even poor Ethan tries before I tell him to just leave me.

“What are you doing?” A Swedish accent asks as I place one foot on the pavement to step off the ice.

“Going to sit down,” I say it like a question, confused on why Elias wants to know my whereabouts.

“You’re going to give up? Just like that?”

I sigh. “I’m just not meant to ice skate, Elias. It’s okay, it’s not a skill that I need to have.”

It’s his turn to sigh, like what I said really annoyed him. He holds a hand out towards me. “Come on.”

I stare at him in disbelief. “What?”

He gives me a blank expression. “You heard me.”

I reluctantly put my hand in his and he tugs me back onto the ice. He moves behind me, hands resting on my hips.

“Push off gently with your left foot only using your toes,” he instructs.

My foot does as he says and I stumble before one of his hands moves to my stomach, straightening me back up. Then it slides back to my hip.

I look up, knowing that if I stare at my feet any more I’ll lose balance. I accidentally catch eyes with Samantha, who smirks at me and mouths ‘I told you so.’

I roll my eyes at her.

“Are you even listening to me?” Elias questions.

“Yes.”

“What did I just say?”

“... I don’t know.”

He huffs, repeating the instructions. I move forward, slowly but surely. After ten minutes of almost falling down but Elias catching me everytime, the frustration begins to take over my body.

“Elias, really, it’s alright, you don’t need to help me with this,” I attempt to reassure him.

“No, you’re going to learn how to skate.”

“Why do you want me to learn how to skate so badly?” I ask him the question that I’ve been wondering since we started this lesson.

“Because you’re so determined with everything, you can’t give up now.” The tone of his voice is almost harsh, but his words are kind. I want to ask him why he cares if I give up now because he hates me, but I don’t want to irritate him and cause him to leave me in the middle of the ice by myself.

I’m sure Brock would love to see that, though.

So instead, I ask, “You think that I’m determined?”

He pauses, stopping me as well. “Do you remember the team's Halloween party last year?”

“Yeah… You, Brock, Quinn, and Nils dressed up as the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, right?”

“Yeah,” he nods, “And you spent a long time trying to get the perfect photo of us in the right poses, like a really long time, like a super-””I get it, Elias.”

He chuckles at the interruption. 

“I just remember watching you look at the poses, adjusting Nils’ arm or Brock’s leg, and thinking about how determined you were to get a good picture. And if you were that determined to get a good picture of a Halloween party for Instagram, I couldn’t help but think about how determined you would be in other aspects of your life. And over the past year or so, you’ve really amazed me.”

I’m frozen in place, breathless. I didn’t realize that such a simple question would cause Elias to become vulnerable with me, much less compliment me. He noticed and admired my personality despite not liking me.

His skates glide him in front of me, and his hands move from my hips to grab my gloved hands.

Like he read my mind, he says, “I don’t hate you, Y/N. I’ve never hated you. In fact, I admire you, a lot. But I’ve never had the confidence to tell you, and you’re just so smart and pretty and too good for me and-”He stops, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.

His cheeks are turning red and a bashful expression takes over his face.

“I like you. I really like you.”

“Elias,” I say softly, “Why couldn’t you have just told me that instead of being mean to me?”

“Because I’m childish,” he murmurs.

“We’ll have to work on that.”

“We?”

“Yeah,” I smile gently at him, “I like you too. I really like you.”

His lips move forward, resting against mine and moving slowly. My lips move in sync with his and my arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to me as his hands gravitate back towards my waist.

It would be a romantic moment, it really would be, if we weren’t surrounded by a bunch of hockey players.

The cheering and hollering breaks the intimacy of the moment, but it sparks smiles from both Elias and I.

[dragonflight203]

Mass Effect 2 replay, the suicide mission:

-I haven’t romanced anyone in ME2, so instead I stared longingly at Kaidan’s photo.

I like to think Shepard wrote him an email that would autosend if she didn’t make it back, but alas that did not make it in.

-Heavy ammo is not required for the Occulus, and I wish Miranda would stop insisting it is. I’ve never used heavy ammo on it and I’m not about to start now.

-I know Jacob is heavily criticized for volunteering to unlock the doors, but it doesn’t bother me.

It feels more like he’s leading by example – he wants to project confidence so others feel confident as well.

(I was not expecting so much of this replay to be me being a Jacob apologist.)

-When selecting who will go through the shaft, Tali is the first option listed. It’s like the game is giving you a strong hint.

-But then when you get to picking the leader for the second fire time, the valid options are listed at the bottom. Garrus, Miranda, Jacob. You can’t make it through the mission by repeatedly clicking x.

-The send off speech comes off a bit odd if you got all the ship upgrades.

Shepard: We’ve lost good people.

No, we haven’t. And the reason we left ASAP was to avoid losing anyone.

-Opening the valves was absolute hell. ME2 Shepard can’t run, keeps getting stuck in cover, and got stuck in the floor(?) a few times so I couldn’t move at all.

-I know it’s sacrilege, but the Collector Base is not that interesting for me. It’s a rehash of the Collector ship except this time you’re choosing various specialists. I wish Bioware had done something to differentiate it more.

-How does Chackwas know what happened to the colonists taken by the Collectors?

I know they were conscious in the pods, but how well could they see what was going on around them?

Kudos to Chackwas I suppose for keeping that cool of a head on her while she waited to be melted.

-I rescued the entire crew, but there are not nearly enough crew members shown in shots where everyone is speaking.

-For the biotic specialist selection, Samara and Jack are on top.

-For the second diversion team, the valid leaders are on the bottom again.

-At the start of the long walk, there’s a random corpse on the ground.

Wasteful of the Collectors, considering they need millions more humans to finish the human reaper.

-The biotic field is awful for vanguards. Since I need to stay in the field I can’t charge from enemy to enemy like I normally do.

Thank goodness for assault rifle training.

-Is this mission always so buggy? Now I’ve lost the ability to target husks for charges.

-Aaand now that I’m on the moving platforms I can’t charge targets on platforms that have docked but are higher/lower.

This is getting ridiculous. I charged up/down repeatedly while closing the valves.

-And now Shepard can’t turn left/right??? What is going on?

-So it takes an absurd amount of species to create a single Reaper.

Are harvests ever prolonged so the species can continue procreating so there are enough of them to finish a Reaper?

At least that would explain why the Reapers don’t just throw asteroids into heavily populated planets to make the harvests easier. Can’t waste too many organics before the new Reaper has been created.

-Why does Edi assume that the Reapers turned the Protheans into Collectors because the Protheans could not be used to create a Reaper?

There’s no reason the Reapers couldn’t do both. First use the Protheans to create a new Reaper, then use the remaining surplus to create the Collectors.

-Somehow I missed both shots at the human Reaper with the Cain, so I’ll be doing this the hard way.

-Shepard to TIM: Some of them gave their lives for this mission.

No, they did not.

How hard would it have been for Bioware to tweak the script to account for no one dying?

-Shepard accuses TIM of wanting to grow their own Reaper next.

That would actually have been an interesting twist for ME3. TIM thinks he’s growing a Reaper that will serve him; that Reaper fully intends to join the rest.

You face him as the end game boss. If your reputation is high enough, you can talk him into suicide. If not, he willingly steps into a pod and melts into it. Then you have to face the full grown Reaper he grew. Somehow that leads to the endings.

It’d mirror the end of ME1.

(Look, TIM growing a Reaper is less absurd than TIM somehow managing to override the indoctrination of Reaper troops, okay?)

-I thought one companion always argues to keep the base and one to destroy it, but Kasumi never argued to keep the base. Maybe that’s because Miranda was telling TIM to fuck off?

-Why is it Joker that comes out to defend the ship?

I know that practically speaking it’s because Joker is the only Bioware can be certain will be alive and not with Shepard, but realistically he’s one of the worst choices. We still need him to get us out of here and he can’t do that with broken arms from recoil.

Would it have been that hard to model one of the others?

-And TIM’s real motivations come out. He wanted to use the base’s technology to establish human (Cerberus) dominance. Saving the colonists was just a nice bonus.

-Shepard specifically says that Harbringer is coming.

ME2 spends the entire game building a personal enmity between Shepard and Harbringer, so of course ME3 throws that out and does nothing with it. I’ve lost track of how many hooks ME2 provided that ME3 discarded.

-If you go paragon, you can tell Joker to lose TIM’s channel.

Is this supposed to be a callback to Shepard hanging up on the Council throughout ME1?

Normandy:

-Kelly tells me I have a new message, but I do not.

-Kelly is also deeply traumatized and in denial.

Kelly: Back to the old Kelly

Girl, you’re supposed to be a psychologist. You should know that’s not happening. Start researching PTSD coping mechanisms and schedule sessions with the crew.

-It’s rather amusing that Jacob notes that Cerberus is your enemy now while he’s still displaying the Cerberus logo on his armor.

Jacob, just take a sharpie and scribble it out. No need to throw away a perfectly good set of armor.

-The cargo bay has been miraculously repaired already.

-Everyone comments on the base’s destruction, except Jack who still has nothing to say to me.

Her turn around in ME3 is very impressive. I wonder how many players were turned off by her in ME2 and only started to like her then?

-Well, neither Zaed nor Kasumi comment either but that’s more to do with them being DLC characters and not following the same dialogue patterns as the others.

-Zaed is quite complimentary of Joker. He says he performed very well.

I assume this line is supposed to play after the crew is kidnapped.

-Miranda still sounds like she’s convincing herself that destroying the base was the right choice even though TIM wanted it intact.

I think she’s in shock from realizing the full implications of quitting Cerberus. She’s spent her entire life with them; now she can’t go back and will need to rebuild her life from scratch.

And she knows how dangerous Cerberus is. They’ll come after her.

So even though it was the right choice, it’s understandable she needs some time to process. She changed her entire life’s trajectory in a snap moment decision.

-Legion says that platforms normally host a max of 100 programs. He consists of over one thousand.

Why aren’t there more platforms like Legion?

He says that mobile platforms always operate in networks, but there’s no reason that network can’t be within one platform. He’s a network.

The geth must see the value in one platform being able to travel freely on its own and not losing intelligence if other platforms are destroyed. There are millions if not billions of geth; they’re not held back by numbers.

So why not more independent platforms?

I feel like there’s potentially more here about geth psychology. They’re reluctant to be alone, even in platforms. They don’t need multiple platforms. They want multiple platforms. Even if platforms aren’t really geth – geth are the programs inside them – they prefer being together to being alone.

-An individual geth is about a VI. It’s only when there are multiple programs that they form a gestalt intelligence.

-Edi says that Legion contacted a minds the size of a galactic arm.

I wish ME3 had done more with this. The potential intelligence of the geth on that scale is fascinating. It could have been a huge asset to the war effort – not as bodies on the field, but in directing the war effort or R&D.

So of course ME3 ignored it completely.

-Legion asks Edi how she manages being alone.

I think the geth fundamentally struggle with understanding organics as individuals the same way I struggle with understanding how numerous programs form a single intelligence. They understand the concept, but not how it actually works.

That’s probably one of their biggest hurdles in understanding organic behavior and motivations. They just don’t get what individuality.

-In the log Legion shares, the platform refers to itself as a unit. The quarian refers to it by number.

That’s a high level of depersonalization. Humans will quickly name anything they interact with regularly and begin anthropomorphizing it.

If humans interacted with geth, they’d give then a name ASAP and begin attributing personality traits to them – hell, that’s exactly what Shepard did!

(That should have been a clue. If the quarians had referred to platforms by name, Legion would have understood what Shepard was doing when he asked him for his name.)

Obviously quarians are another species, but they love machines. They include their ships in their names! So I think the unit being referred to as number was a deliberate effort by the quarian to not grow attached to the geth and not see them as more than things.

But why?

Legion says this was not the first time that a unit had asked a quarian if they had a soul, but the first time a quarian was afraid of the question. Were the quarians already starting to recognize that the geth were sapient and desperately in denial? Was there a push to treat the geth as mere machines in hopes that would prevent them from becoming more? They knew they were brushing the line of AI, even if they were careful to never intentionally cross it.

Also, in Legion’s loyalty mission he’s adamant against the geth being anthromorphized. I’m curious how this ties into the quarians refusing to treat the geth such. After all, the unit wanted to know if it had a soul like the quarians revered so highly – what is that, if not wanting the quarians to see the geth as like them?

(The geth don’t want Shepard to anthropomorphize them. They want the quarians to do so.)

Post Suicide Mission

And that is Mass Effect 2 done!

Except, not quite. I still have to do the Firewalker DLC to unlock the rest of Legion’s conversations, and then finish up with Arrival.

So while I really want to move on to ME3, there’s a bit more to go.

At least I have my Insanity II trophy. It was hard at the start, but got much easier as the game went along… At least, when Charge worked. Here’s to hoping it’s more reliable in ME3.

[the-pale-goddess]

Based on my real life experience today - I have an ask.

Ethan accidentally because he'd never be this much of a dick says "He needs to babysit" their kids and your MC overhears this.

How does your MC react?

Real life experience? Oh, dear…I’m so sorry that you had to deal with this shit. But hey, at least it inspired the ask! Thank you for sending it my way 🫶🏻 (and a few other–apologies for the unavoidable delay, I will try to answer them asap! They’re all amazing and I really appreciate you, Elsa ❤️)

If Ethan were to drop this bomb by accident, it could only happen very early into parenthood when he’s still a little lost, very insecure and quite overwhelmed by the surreal experience he thought wasn’t in the cards for him.

Tiffany would figure that he didn’t really mean what he said, but it wouldn’t stop her from teaching him a lesson the Addams way kdfjdkfjdsf

She struts around Grumpsey’s office in her 4 inch black leather pumps like she means business, waiting for unsuspecting Ethan to finish a phone call.  He’s too busy admiring the sensational view to pick up the clues warning him of impending danger.  When he’s finally available, she walks to his desk with an unreadable smile unfurling on her face, then spreads her arms wide and sets her palms flat on the wooden surface. The energy she exudes is far from coquettish, and a single, powerful look she casts allows him to immediately pinpoint the reason behind her unannounced visit–he fucked up.  „I overheard your conversation with Tanaka earlier and it made me realize that we never discussed the details of our arrangement—your salary is obviously the primary concern.”  Undeterred by sheer confusion overtaking his features, Tiffany continues; the misleadingly docile tone of her voice throws him into a defensive mode just as he’s trying to connect the dots and decipher the hidden message.  Her sarcasm, however, strikes him faster than any logical thought. „Hopefully I can afford your services…I won’t be able to find a proper replacement at such short notice. How much do you charge per hour? You know, for babysitting our son.” Ethan breaks into a cold sweat when the most unfortunate word choice begins to replay in his mind in slow motion. The dumb pun felt harmless at the time, but now? Now he’s the blithering idiot explaining himself, his brows tangled in a rueful frown. „Tiffany, I didn’t intend to say something this moronic and inconsiderate. Parenting and babysitting shouldn’t even be used in the same sentence, I should have been more thoughtful.” „I know.” She winks, relaxing slightly; the sudden shift in her demeanor makes Ethan breathe a sigh of relief. “Just wanted to make sure you’ll never repeat the same mistake again.”  „Do you plan on recounting this embarrassing anecdote every year on NJ's birthday?” „No, but I’ll get you a special Father’s Day shirt that says: my son's favorite nanny.” „Christ…Please, don’t. I’ll do anything.”

[tigertofu]

(Just wanted to say first of all, Handsome in an Ugly Way was the first gta fic I read when I got back into the fandom and it was, and still is, the best gta fanfic I’ve ever read, along with all of your other fics. They’re all perfect!)

Anyways! If you feel up to it and have the time, would you mind doing the DVD commentary thing for this part-

“He dismissed you with a wave of his hand.

You pursed your lips. Considered saying something. Considered taking up his offer to cuddle, even though your feet were itching to run you back home. But you kept your mouth shut, turned heel, and left.

You softly clicked the trailer’s front door shut behind you. Head bowed, you took a second to collect yourself. A breeze passed over you, chilling the lingering sweat and saliva clinging to your face.

The beginnings of regret simmered in your stomach. Maybe your fantasy should’ve remained a fantasy—just a foolish little daydream you could entertain yourself with when bored at work or in bed. Maybe you shouldn’t have let Trevor work you over so easily. Maybe you shouldn’t have let him fingerfuck you; shouldn’t have let him have his way with your mouth. He definitely hadn’t washed his hands before touching you. You shivered. You needed to shower. ASAP.

You started your walk home, eyes still pointed down at your shoes as you crossed over the rickety front porch.

Despite the feeling of dirtiness inside you, that magnetic pull still existed. If anything, it had grown stronger; you couldn’t deny it. You replayed Trevor���s frantic declaration of love in your head, and your heart tripped over itself.

You hoped he wasn’t mad at you now.”

(💕💕💕 !!! im always kinda surprised when ppl tell me they liked Handsome In an Ugly Way sm cuz i wrote it just to be disgustingly self-indulgent 😅 but im glad to hear u like it !! srsly im honored, TYSM 🙏🙏🙏)

ok so this was from chapter 1 (sad that my memory is so shit i had to look up what chapter this came from)). chapter 1..... i was (still kinda am) experimenting w/ my writing style in this fic. me and looooong sentences have a love/hate relationship so i like forced myself to reserve the longer sentences for the more ~significant~ parts. that's why "Maybe your fantasy should've remained a fantasy — just a foolish little daydream you could entertain yourself with when bored at work or in bed." is the longest here cuz ooh i wanted that shit to have Weight

now smth that ive always been drawn to exploring/writing abt in my fics is, like,, the reservations one might have after realizing theyre attracted to trevor. cuz like cmon. ik that if i personally were in this situation irl i would be RIDDLED with confliction. like that clashing of "ohhh, i shouldnt.. he smells like death and is literally a murderous meth addict who recreationally shits behind dumpsters" with "oh but hes so hot why is he so hot" is just so ripe with interesting implications and the potential for storytelling. and drama the DRAMA

hm also. ive worked v hard to keep Reader going down this path in this fic w/out it becoming TOO similar to Kacie's story. like yes Reader is still mildly scared of him (("You hoped he wasn't mad now.")) but she isnt pissing her pants over it, and he is not being Too Terrible to her.. that may change a bit as the story progresses and she learns more abt him tho....

another thing: i wanted to immediately give smth for Reader to latch onto, to fuel her lil crush and make it clash even harder w/ those "oh i shouldnt. i rlly shouldnt" feelings, hence trevor's "I love you" during their first hookup (and just cuz yk. he totally would). hes just so charming 🥰🥰🥰

ty again for sending this in !! 💞💞 i hadnt read this bit of this fic in a long time so it was fun going back over it like this :D