#i should do that tag for game writing lol

[popcornfairy28]

Thanks for tagging me! This actually made me re-read a couple of my WIPs which was kind of a nice way to spend part of my afternoon lol.

(I will also have to take from a posted chapter of a WIP because apparently I don't use the word "beneath" all that much 😂. That just boggled my mind when I was looking it up)

Beneath:

From atop the magnet, Perry leaned forward to get a better view of his nemesis, but then he felt the magnifier abruptly connect to the magnet beneath him. Well, if Doofenshmirtz was still able to curse him, he was probably fine, Perry reasoned.

Danger (same WIP as previous, unposted chapter though):

Perry bolted awake in a cold sweat, his heart pounding. He was in his room, but it was lighter than it usually was, and he had warmth pressed against his sides. Ready for danger, Perry tried his best to focus on the source of light. 

It was just a nightlight.

Dark (companion to previous WIP, same AU, unposted chapter 😂...surprisingly my WIP with the word "dark" right in the title doesn't have the word in the actual fic yet):

“I was looking for my sister,” Perry said pointedly, nodding toward Candace.

The mall cop glanced between the two of them and then looked questioningly back at Perry.

“Step-sister,” Perry said sheepishly. 

“In the dark?” the cop asked, clearly suspicious. “Without a flashlight?”

Wound (now I finally jump fandoms lol...and move away from the same series of fics):

Unfortunately, Mordred had managed to seriously wound Arthur before I could get to him. He used a sword forged in a dragon’s breath, so I couldn’t just heal it. I had to take him to the Lake of Avalon.

Open tags I guess, can't think of anyone I want to bother right now 😂

WIP Word Game

Rules: you will be given four words. Share pieces from your WIPs that contain each of the words.

(I just realised that the person who starts this tag doesn’t get to participate😭 because they’re the one who gives the first group of words)

Your Words are: Beneath, danger, darkly, wound

Tagging @justabigoldnerd @too-young-to-fall-in-love @freddiepurrcury @bighandsforabigheart @fandom-meet-fanthem @falling-into-peril

@prettyboynapoleonsolo @huggiebird @deerilkka @the-golden-comet @riveriafalll @willtheweaver and anyone else who wants to join x

[loopingpyre]

Wrote a preview on Tribe Nine.

I want this title to like, ok so when it eventually goes End of Service, I need an offline version.

Really interesting game and I really want the 'full stoty', through to beating the final boss sort of thing. I wonder if itll launch with more chapters than 1?

[buglaur]

this is kit, please commission some art from them on social bunny 🙏

[scionshtola]

i feel like this is perhaps not a popular opinion but the sort of infantilizing way fic writers (individual) talk about fic writers (group) on here is kind of annoying to me.

[superfluouskeys]

burn bright, and live (1/?)

Life is Strange: Double Exposure || Max/Safi

Some people say when you’re depressed, it’s like all the color drains out of the world.  Things look dull and lifeless in the eye of the observer.  You can come back to the same place later and wonder how you saw it so differently. Max is pretty sure she remembers the whole world in 2-D for awhile.  The motel rooms blend together, and she doesn’t remember which one goes with which city, but for awhile everything seemed…fake.  Inconsequential.  Is it lame to quote that “copy of a copy” line?  A photo of a photo, maybe.  Low-res and out of focus. Taking pictures doesn’t make her happy anymore, but she keeps doing it anyway.  It’s the only thing she knows, really.  If she stopped, what would be left?  If she stopped, how would she remember where she’s been and what she’s done?  It would all just blur into motel room after motel room after— One day, without any warning, things get better. It feels like something even worse than a fluke.  It feels like a second chance.  Max isn’t sure her impostor syndrome has ever been worse.  Who is she to be here, puttering around a beautiful cottage in Vermont, 24/7 access to state-of-the-art equipment, teaching students? So there she is, sitting in the office of the university’s president, feeling like a total fuck-up, certain that it’s only a matter of time before President Fayyad realizes Max is at the very best an overgrown child playing at professionalism, and at worst, a pretentious fraud who absolutely does not deserve this, and then— A playful knock at the door.  The heavy footsteps of someone who walks with a jaunty confidence.  A hand on her shoulder. All the color floods back into the world.

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[impossible-rat-babies]

I’m gonna say like. A few things about the whole da and such stuff. im upset for the writers who have to find new employment and that they can no longer share this world, lore and characters with us in the same capacity. im upset about the corporate choices that lead to this loss, even as i am not surprised by ea making these choices.

am I sad to lose dragon age? not as much as I thought. I do adore dragon age truly—it’s special to me in many ways. but in many ways I don’t connect w it how I used to + as it’s been said, it doesn’t die w the games. there might never be another game, but there will always be writing and art—people who are joyful about this series. they will come and go, love it and hate it, but it’s going to continue to be here

[rosurie]

"Bailey's Little Shadow"

enjoy this kid damsel doodle while i share some rambles I already shared with wafer ♡

Damsel doesn't remember too much o her early childhood, but she does have vivid memories of always trying to stick by Bailey's side. she quickly grew out of this in her teen years but pre disappearance she was still a people pleaser who did her best to never disappoint him. post disapprance Damsel doesn't share this sentiment. but...she [begrudgingly] still has a sense of respect [and maybe even a hint of her former idolization] towards Bailey. very, VERY deep down. current Damsel hates Bailey...kinda. on one hand, Bailey is objectively awful [and also he steals her money >:( ]...but he's also very smart.

she understands fundamentally that essentially being a kingpin [like she views Bailey to be] is the easiest way to live in this fucked ass town. she almost admires his unshakable coldness, his ability to be unaffected. so in a way she starts to take aspects of him to make her. Bailey says money is everything so she monopolizes information because getting info is what she's good at. she plays the easy to talk to bubbly girl [something she learned from watching Bailey put on his caring caretaker front] so it's easy to get people to trust her because unlike Bailey, she's small and has basically no arm strength. she has no intimidation factor, except her uncanny ability to know everything, status/relationships, and money. she has nothing to give her a leg up physically so she has to play into her other strengths.

now she is subconsciously modeling herself after the way that she sees Bailey - so if you asked her why she wants to own people, to be powerful and influential, she'd never mention that it comes from Bailey. shes happily not acknowledging that she thinks he's smart because she also thinks he's an ass lol. she will NEVER acknowledge that she still in some way idolizes a man that she also hates [if that's what you want to call her feelings. she definitely will.]

[chibishortdeath]

Wait nvm my bad I lied, I do have something for Valentine’s Day—

(Other doodles under a cut)

Also I just found out what the alt text feature does :0. I didn’t notice it before (TwT ;)7. I’m gonna try it out and see how it works! I’ll just uh translate my awful handwriting outside of it here: the third image in this section says “(telling him the whole Bloodborne lore)”.

Okie dokie, Happy Valentine’s Day, I am gonna be celebrating by not doing a whole lot lol

[icewindandboringhorror]

Apparently I can meet my goal of roughly 400,000 words in 6 months if I just somehow write at least 2,200 words a day ghbjh... Almost 2,500 today... huzzah...

[timeflieslikeabanana]

Eulogy of a Laptop

The career of my laptop has been a long one.

Through thick and thin,

From two week minecraft binges to elden ring playthroughs,

Extremely modded lethal company and hundreds of hours of Baldur's Gate (which i still haven't finished),

It has done its best.

It did its best for years, and through replacements of parts and a RAM upgrade.

But every hero must fall, for nothing is permanent, and entropy shall have its way.

Oh beloved laptop, bearer of memories, you have passed away in a most grievous fashion:

The fabled bluescreen.

Every time I boot you.

Though I fought for weeks, scouring the depths of Reddit for a solution,

Your bios utility held no prize,

And your safe mode no solution.

As a last resort, a reset. To no avail.

Your time has come, to pass on from this mortal coil,

But your legacy shall be that of memories shared with friends and of slaving over homework.

Of creation of art, music, and games and videos,

And of hours spent writing dumb things on the internet.

Farewell.

[violetsareblue-selfships]

good morning!! <333

[epim3des]

no thoughts

just dumbass Total Drama cosplays i made on roblox

[jokerx-art]

eddsworld/ews in 2023? 'cause hs^2 came back 'cause wtf??

anyway y'all get this one thing. only on tumblr.

and it's me and Tord cause i also found the old art ppl made for me again (if you know, you know), so i was thinking of them.

[hirokiyuu]

ace/riddle/floyd - nonary game

"We shouldn't trust him," says Ace, whose voice is a little rueful and whose watch reads 6; "Like, c'mon, when did he do a single thing that made any sense while we were in that room with him?"

Never, if Riddle's being honest--which is exactly why he can't shake the trepidation lingering in the hollows of his chest. Floyd is erratic, the type to get bored and wander off in the middle of a death game, and that means at this very moment on a whim he might be pressing Ally with just a single point left on his bracelet--or he might very well be pressing Betray.

[laesas]

First Lines Game! 📝

rules: Post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to Ao3. If you have less than 10, post what you have!

Tagged by the lovely lovely legendary @kimchaybrainrot

Tagging @kinnbig @thewholedamnboulangerie @lesbianiconsteveharrington @kinnsporsche @domsaysstuff @capikun and any other writer friends who think this would be fun! - As always no pressure though!

I'm gonna have to really bend the rules because I only started writing a few months ago and I've never actually posted to Ao3! SO uhhhh Opening lines from the 3 wips I have with opening lines haha!

Leather jacket, silk lining - Oneshot - Kim character study + KimBig

Kim’s phone vibrates again. The sound of it skittering across the surface of the desk makes him sick. His hands are shaking. His hands won’t stop shaking.

Sounds we can't define - multi-chapter - opening lines from 1-3 - KimChay

1 - The days after his kidnapping had passed in a hazy blur. A flash of white feathers and an outstretched hand. Calloused fingers ripping his own from the sleeve of a leather jacket.

2 - Arm leads Chay through the compound in a comfortable silence.

3 - “Why am I here?” He’s 20 minutes late, deliberately, but Kinn acts like he’s interrupting, barely looking up from his paperwork as he beckons Kim over, jutting his chin to the chair in front of him.

Quicker than lightning, whiter than bone. - Oneshot - VegasPete

When Vegas wakes, he’s floating in a sea of crisp white bed sheets. He drifts, gently, watching the light from the setting sun outside cast a brilliant gold as it dances across the waves.

[winter-spark]

I notice that even though Citron's my fave, I spend more time here talking about Orange and Navel.

I think it's fear of being wrong.