#i wanted to like it but it's just running simulator

[bitchslapblastoids]

While we're all waiting for wdapteo 5 i just want to put on the record, that i would give ANYTHING to find out who the influencer was that phil found on only fans and dan went "👀lowkey" and then phil said "we should get a discount" in wdapteo 4

Like, who are they finding lowkey hot and why do they deserve a discount?? Is this someone they personally know? Who are they gossiping about i need to knowwww

ok I TOO have thought about this quite a bit. I think the running theory was marcus butler, who made his OF in 2022. and since d&p were def used for views by the brit squad, i can see that being why they made the discount comment (honestly, just coexisting in the same professional universe as britcrew during that time seems like enough to warrant a discount, lol). plus he sent that prank text to dan asking him to get hot and heavy or something, then used it in a vid. and dan has mentioned finding him hot more than once. and phil is a lurking little b who loves gossip. it all checks out.

so i put it to the test, and......

!!!!!

as if "cba" and "we deserve a discount" aren’t enough of a roast, they then go on to say "not highkey enough to give him four pounds" and "i ain't paying for that" lollllllll. fucking icons.

anyway, i feel like we can say marcus 👀 lowkey butler is confirmed.

(ty @astradyke for simulating the exchange with me in the name of Science)

[gtwscratch]

okay now I wanna know

any idea on how to work the games into your lab au? (if they’re going to be something you do add)

like did scar and grian used to share a cell before grian hurt him so bad he couldn’t forgive himself and ask to get moved so he wouldn’t hurt him again?

did scott think back to how everyone treated him and how he treated them? how he should’ve snapped back? gotten some sort of revenge? or did he just blame it on the games, hiding and pushing his feelings further and further down until he couldn’t feel?

did pearl avoid scott in their cell for months after what he did to himself because she knows their bond meant nothing as he held cleo’s dead/unconscious body?

did martyn savor every second he had for months not knowing when his time would run out? when the ticking would stop? the sound of waves crashing still hitting his ears, but never there?

did scar think of poppies and lilacs every second after? did scar think back to the desert? to the cold freezing nights? to the cactus ring? to the panda reserve? to the weak bond between them because grian couldn’t face his own feelings in worry the doctors and nurses and workers would find out and punish him?

did cleo become disoriented for weeks and months, never knowing if her movements were her own? arms aching and sore, headaches pounding, fatigue prominent, collapsing on the floor afterwards?

did joel feel happy he was able to maintain a good relationship with everyone after or did he feel it was all in vain? that winning meant nothing if his friends weren’t there to enjoy it with him? that a dumb car, a stupid cherry mountain, and powers meant nothing to his *family?*

asking the philosophical questions here, scratch

Damn, that is a LOT.

I’m sorry to disappoint, but the games themselves have really nothing to do with my AU. It’s primarily based off of Wild Life, of course, because of the powers. But other than a couple of relationships (romantic and platonic) that I liked from past seasons and wanted to incorporate, Third-Real Life have nothing to do with the plot. I might reference it every now and again, but they aren’t super important.

If you meant if I’d add them in as a hypothetical, I have no idea other than, like.. simulations?? Idk. If you wanted another Lab AU that included them with more thought than I have, @the-solar-eclipsed has one that they’ve started to work on.

[peachesvanilla]

Synopsis: Seungchoel just wants to see his crush once more, or maybe dare to initiate a conversation. Genre: fluff

Seungcheol enters the bookstore, the smell of books and the musty cupboards surrounds him. His eyes rove around the store hoping to see her again. He pulls the scarf from his neck, folding it around his arm as he saunters into the long rows of bookshelves. 

The snow is heavy outside, driving to his hometown has been no short of adventure especially when the sun was already setting down. The roads were slippery and busy due to being a new year’s eve, he had to drive slowly. He did think of backing off but he couldn’t easily get a long holiday. And the thoughts of her are plaguing him, yearning to look at her once more. If he is lucky, maybe talk with her. 

His fingers slide across the spines of the books, his eyes looking through the gaps of the shelves. If the information given by his friend turns out to be false, he will nail his friend’s head into the wall. 

“Are you looking for anything?” Her soft voice asks from behind. 

Seungcheol’s heart pitter patters in his chest. She is here. He turns around slowly, her flowery scent overwhelming his senses. She is standing a foot away from him, his attention immediately drawn to the fact she is tinier compared to the first time he saw her. 

Her gaze flicks up from his neck to his eyes. She blinks rapidly, her lips parting slightly. Seongcheol runs his hand through his icy cold hair, running a hundred simulations in his mind on what to answer and how the situation will pan out based upon his answers. 

“I’m,” he scratches his eyebrow, “looking for,” his eyes fleeting momentarily to the mystery books next to him. He grimaces, “actually I’m new to books. I would be happy to receive some recommendations.” 

Her entire being beams up at his words. “Of course. Which genre do you prefer to read? Mystery? Thriller?” Her fingers are already in a hurry going over the spines of mystery section books. 

“Uhm,” he hesitates, leaning on the book shelf, “I don’t necessarily enjoy mystery or suspense thriller movies. I’m not sure I’ll enjoy the books.” 

Her fingers freezes, her ears turning red. “I’m so sorry!” She bows her head slightly, “I just assumed everything, not giving you space to talk.” Her tinted cheeks make him smile, popping out his dimple. 

He runs his hand through his hair, ducking down his head to hide the grin. Why is she so cute? Pulling his lips back, he tries to control his smile. “That’s fine.” He waves it off, his eyes jumping from poster to poster hanging on the walls. “I’m the one who is,” he searches for a word that categorises him and also makes him look not so sappy, “slightly different. As I usually prefer to watch romance movies.” 

“Oh.” 

Seungcheol just wants to walk out from the store without looking back and drive far away. Preferably off the earth. Dramatic. “I know,” he looks down at his boots, still avoiding looking at her, “it’s just,” his hands start waving in the air trying to explain his stance on their own, “I don’t..” 

His ears twitch listening to her laugh, one of her hands holding the book shelf and another her stomach. If he can squint he can see tears in her eyes. He pokes his tongue in his cheek, holding the bookshelf inches away from her hand, leaning in, “what kind of service is this? Laughing at a customer?” 

She covers her mouth, blinking her eyes several times. “I’m..” she inhales deeply, catching her breath, “sorry.” Her eyes shining like a sky filled with stars, he swears he saw a twinkle. She leans in a little, her face a few inches away from his, and his eyes greedily takes in every feature of hers. Freckles sprinkled all over her right cheek. The slight curve of her mouth, and the subtle hints of her perfume. 

She whispers, “I love romance too. I’m glad you came in,” she smiles at him, signaling him to follow her. She swivels around disappearing into the next aisle. 

Seungcheol groans into his outstretched arm. Why is she so adorable? If only he can pocket her and carry around. He slides his palm across his face, following her to the next aisle. 

“…men always trash romance.” She looks over her shoulder making sure he is listening. “That’s why I assumed you were looking for suspense thrillers.” 

He nods. “What do you read?” 

He notices the subtle raise of her shoulders and the deep breath. “I read everything, except suspense thrillers.” She looks away sheepishly, her fingers trailing over the books under the romance section. “Memoirs, self help, comfort, and even cookbooks.” 

“Ah.” Seungcheol leans on the books, “when you said you could recommend a suspense thriller..?” He quirks his eyebrow. 

“I don’t read it,” she stands on her tiptoes, pulling out a book off the top shelf. “But I do look into trend, recommendations from trusted sources.” She plucks out another book from the middle, and another from the bottom row. “Here you go.” 

Seungcheol accepts the books from her, flipping it over and scanning through the summaries. He chews on his bottom lip, contemplating over which one to choose. He gives up, jutting his lower lip, “can you decide for me please.” 

Her eyes flicker to his lips, and then to his eyes. “Uhm..” she clutches her hands, “if I have to choose,” she stares at the three books in his hands, “I would go for this one.” She taps on the middle book. “I just couldn’t get over the couple for a few days after completing the book.” 

Seungcheol’s heart skips a beat when she looks in his eyes straight, unwavering. He nods in reply, “then it’s decided.” 

She beams at him, guiding him to the counter. He looks at the empty store while she punches on the machine. “The store is empty.” He remarks. 

“Ah,” she smiles, “the closing hour was at 6:00 pm due to the new year.” 

He checks the time on his phone, 7:03 pm. “Fuck,” he swears under his breath, “I’m so sorry! The door was open and I thought..”

“No.. no..” she cuts in, “it’s my fault I should have hung the board but no one visited since afternoon and I didn’t think anyone would. Especially when the event starts at 7:00 pm.” 

 “Event?” He tilts his head to the side, lost in thought. He doesn’t remember his friend mentioning any event. 

“New year countdown.” She frowns at him, “are you not from here?” 

“I’m just visiting. This is my hometown but I live in Seoul.” 

“Ah.” She nods in understanding. “That’s what I thought. The town heads have been advertising like crazy for the past few days that it’s hard to miss the posters and flyers around the town.” She dips her head, checking the computer, “it’s 17.7.” 

Seungcheol taps the card, “are you planning on attending this event?” 

She curls her hair behind her ear, printing his bill. “I don’t have anything to do except roll up in my comforter and watch Netflix. So why not just go and watch the firecrackers.” She shrugs. 

He nods, tapping his fingers on the wooden counter. The guilt gnaws at his chest, he is the reason she stayed back and she isn’t even annoyed at him. 

“Thank you.” She hands him the cover, turning off her system. “Happy new year!”

He picks up the cover, and just braves up, “as an apology can I take you to the event? I can give you the ride and,” he notices the crease between her eyebrows, “I will give you all my details and you can send it to your family just as a precaution. I don’t bite or kill anyone.” 

“That’s too much,” she smiles tentatively, “trust me I’m really fine. I need to close the store and walk a mile.” 

“A mile?!” 

“Or two.” She adds hesitantly. 

“It's freezing! Please,” he leans in, “consider this as my gratitude for not judging and suggesting a romance book.” He still sees the hesitation in her, his pout comes out involuntarily, “please.” 

Her eyes flick to his lips, she parts her lips and closes it back a few times. “I.. am not..” she stops her words, noticing he is halfway to sulking. “Alright.” She sighs, pressing her nose in distress. 

He grins widely, his phone out in seconds and already sharing his information to her. She shakes her head in disbelief, noting it down on her phone. After turning off the lights, and cross checking the doors they leave for the event under her direction. 

“What are your plans for tonight?” She asks as they slowly approach the parking garage. 

He shrugs. “Probably go home and read the book?” Driving his car into the parking slot after roaming around the lot for an empty space. He didn’t expect this event to be this crowded. 

“Oh.” She replies. “If.. you don’t mind..,” Seungcheol looks at her, “you can join me. We can watch the fireworks and the food from a few stalls will blow your mind.” 

He should take up on this offer. If not now then when will he be able to get this opportunity again? Hesitation creeps up in his mind, the event probably has hundreds of people and he feels suffocated in large groups. 

She is watching him with hopeful puppy eyes. Her hands intertwined and resting on her lap. God, how can he say no to her? Maybe… maybe he can handle the crowd. One can try. 

“I.. can..,” he runs his hand through his hair ruffling it. Her shoulders perk up again. “Yeah, I definitely can.” He turns off the engine, unbuckling his seatbelt. She follows the pursuit and the two are strolling towards the entrance of the event. 

“What’s your name?” She scratches her cheek, squeamishly. “It’s just that I even have your number and address but not your name.” 

Seungcheol laughs. “Seungcheol.” He moves closer to her noticing people crowding in. There isn’t much space for people to walk freely unless you crash into someone’s back or arms. He looks over his shoulder noticing kids walking closer to them. 

He snaps his head to her, listening to his name in her melodic calm tone. “Seung,” she pauses, “Cheol. Seungcheol.” His heart skips a beat, he leans in hoping to catch her say his name once more. “Seungcheol.” Her whispers, drives him insane. 

She faces him, muttering her name in his ear as the crowd gets louder and rowdier. His arm possessively hover on her shoulder, not touching. His lips curl up watching her bounce on her feet before rushing to a food stall. He follows her close behind, her back crashing into his front whenever she abruptly stops as people cut in her way.  

As they near the stall, she holds her hand behind her, Seungcheol grabs hesitantly as she drags him (or tries to as he lets her) to the line. She turns around her face no short of the bright sun. “You have to try this!” She is on her tiptoes again, shouting over the loud music playing on the stage nearby. “You’ll love it. The best you can find in the whole country.” 

He leans in to catch her words. She grabs onto his shoulder, “this is the reason I want to come in.” 

Seungcheol really wants to listen to her words but the hand on his shoulder, her grip on him malfunctions his brain’s wiring. He keeps nodding as her words go over his head and her hand slides down his jacket. 

The line moves forward, she slips her hand off him excited that they are only two customers away. There’s that hop again. Seungcheol turns away his hand sliding down his face, his insides screaming. He can’t do this anymore. She is fucking cute. 

She quickly orders the food as soon as she greets the owner. He is surprised that the owner recognises her and also gives extra food. He searches for an empty spot to sit but couldn’t. 

She is also looking around, shuffling the plastic plate from one hand to another. He swiftly grabs the plate from her, leading her to the less crowded corner. She leans on the wall, her entire attention on the food in his hands. Cheekiness creeps inside him as he moves the plate to left watching her face turn to left and he moves it to the right chuckling at her parted lips and hungry stare. 

She shoves his chest, he doesn’t even budge an inch. She grabs a fork, picking up a small piece blowing it on it. Her eyes flit to his watching one’s, she extends the fork to him. He crouches down accepting the food. He hums in agreement, the flavours burst out on his tongue. 

She quickly eats the hot food, watching the crowd wandering around. She talks about the specialities the event is offering and asks if he is interested in any. They continue to chat and eat as the time passes by quickly. 

Dumping the empty plates in the dustbin Seungcheol jogs back to her. “So should we try some games?”

They wait in line for a shooting game, chatting about anything and everything. “I don’t know if I mentioned this already but I’m planning to visit Seoul soon.” She informs him. 

“Oh.” He perks up at her words. “That’s nice. Maybe I can take you to my favourite food stalls.” 

She scrunches her nose, “I don’t know if I’ll have time. I'm the maid of honour for my friend’s wedding. I am not sure if she allows me out of her sight during the bridal party.” 

“Ah,” he nods, moving up the line for their turn. He picks up a gun, looking over the targets. “That’s disappointing. Was hoping to meet you again.” He mutters more to himself. 

She nods. “I know right.” She shoots the first balloon, and next another blue one. 

“Woah.” He exclaims, his lips forming an ‘o’. “You are good at this.” 

She giggles, popping an entire row of balloons. The owner gives them a stinky eye, visibly stressed. Seungcheol hears kids screaming in delight at her skills. And she misses all of her shots. He quirks his eyebrow at her. She just shrugs, stepping aside for him to shoot his shot.

He knows he is good at this game and single handedly can pop all the balloons. He misses his shots, making a dramatic play on how pissed he is to miss an easy shot. She gives him a side eye, shaking her head with a smile. He grins lopsidedly, setting his gun down. He mimics her shrug and they leave accepting a teddy bear as a prize. 

“So you are horrible at games.” She chimes, hugging the teddy bear. 

He is offended, “there were kids. I need to let them have their fun.” He checks the time, in 30 minutes the clock will strike midnight. 

“Mmhmm.” She hums, nuzzling her cheek on the plushie gazing at him. “I appreciate it.” 

Here his heart goes again. He just wants to scream into the void. He folds his arms across his chest or else he isn’t sure what they will do on their own. He exhales through his mouth stabilising his mind and heart. “We only have 20 minutes until the new year.” 

“Follow me. I know a place.”

“You know this is an ideal murderer's words, right?” He tilts his head, following her. 

She huffs. “Even if I wanna murder you, you can take me out with just one swing of your arm.” She points at his biceps. He swears he saw her eyes scan his entire body. 

He rolls his eyes. “Then you wouldn’t be doing anything funny to me.” 

She shoves him, he just nudges her in return. She stumbles sideways, her mouth hanging open. “See!” 

He laughs, grabbing her wrist pulling her back to his side. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” 

“Seungcheol.” She shakes her head in mock disappointment. “Is this how you treat girls?” 

“Should I princess carry you instead?” 

His smile widens seeing her blush deepen on her cheeks. “Let’s just go.” 

They settle on a rock in a secluded area. Seungcheol moves in closer, pressing his body to her, seeing her shiver in the cold. 

“What are your resolutions for next year?” He asks. 

“Get a boyfriend.” She slips and probably realises a little late. She steals a glance at him and goes back to staring at the sky. “uhm, you know it gets pretty lonely in the bookstore.” Her hands start waving around in the air explaining herself. “And I don’t mean I’m not happy by myself, I am. It’s just that.” She groans. 

“My resolution is also to get a girlfriend.” Seungcheol offers. “I know what you are saying.” 

Silence ensues. No one squeaks a letter. What did he do? Did he really imply wanting her to be his girlfriend? Wait a minute, did she imply wanting him to be her boyfriend? God, it’s driving him nuts. 

The firecrackers startle them both. They face each other at the same time. 

“Happy new year!” He wishes her.

She extends her arm unsurely. He mirrors her, pulling her in a hug. She mumbles in his ear, “happy new year, Seungcheol.” 

His heart just dives in, crashing. He doesn’t want this to end. He can’t even crank up any ideas to meet her again. He holds her little tighter. She chuckles, resting her chin on his broad shoulder.

If only he can make her his girlfriend.  

[astronaut-executable]

i've been playing palia the past few days and i know it's closed beta not final product etc etc but it's just kind of... boring to me idk? and confusing like they explain not nearly enough i've had to google sooo much stuff as has the friend i have who's been playing it. a lot of ppl are enjoying it it looks like so that's good but the fact that you can't even interact with furniture like sitting is just so... like if you're building a game around furnishing like this (not the main goal of the game but it's a big part of it) i expect to be able to sit on a chair or something yk? this reddit post sums up my feelings pretty well. again i'm glad there are people enjoying it it isnt like the world's worst game or anything i just personally dont find it entertaining

[moeblob]

So does he, Gallagher.

[mittensmorgul]

re: the post i just reblogged. A LOT of the advice in that post is excellent and i recommend clicking through and reading the whole thing. but especially for fandom, due to personal experiences in the analysis of media, and my growing concern for the last good number of years that the mindset i've seen spreading in fandoms ALSO applies how how we interact with reality in general, i would like to highlight these two points from that thread:

4. Prediction, analysis, and reporting are three fundamentally different things. Learn to identify them for what they are. Reject attempts by amateur “analysts” to predict the future. They know as much as you do. 5. Real subject matter experts know and acknowledge their limits. They’re also (usually) hesitant to try and predict the future. The best frame their predictions in terms of a range of possible outcomes. Subject matter experts may also disagree with one another! It happens!

please internalize these messages!

[crystalpallette]

the fact that rafisol is weak to ally's puppy eyes is crucial information. sega please port puzzle pop so I can have this information forever thanks

[kaurwreck]

It's actually really appropriate that bsd happened to me because I learned about the Sengoku period of Japan from Samurai Warriors. I was moé Oichi in the very first dream in which I exercised volitional control over the dream narrative and environment.

[always-a-slut-4-ghouls]

On tumblr when you post you’re just playing Russian roulette with your post getting attention, but it’ll probably get ignored.

On Reddit any comment you make outside of some very niche community will immediately have someone downvoting you and calling you like, three different insults. Then they will wonder why you only log in every couple months. Like, it’s a very helpful website when you have a question for another community you’re in, but you’ll also get someone being immediately hostile when you make an innocuous post on a garden subreddit 😑

At least on tumblr people have to actually seek out your random ass text posts and go out of their way to start shit, and you don’t have the up and down vote system that feels like playing with my self confidence and worth issues.

Both websites are toxic part of the time (what social media isn’t?) and both are actually more useful for weird people, but holy shit does Reddit feel more aggressive about shit. Maybe it’s just the devil you know, but at least on this mess of a website half your hate will be for the most random shit and misunderstandings that people have to seek out finding if your blog is a normal size. Reddit is either posting on a dead sub or getting immediately thrown to the, well, sharks and wolves aren’t actually super aggressive towards humans under normal circumstances, so something else that could tear you apart instantly for just existing in the same space as them.

[keeps-ache]

so Apparently a game i was running on my computer (without a cooler thing for a good minute there, because i guess i thought i was invulnerable to heat) may or may not have burnt out some parts of my machine. and it's been a couple months since i've played it bc it just stopped working one day and i just had to accept that lmao- but anyway i'm booting the game up again today, Surely this will go differently :3

[quibbs126]

Okay, so speaking of Juniper Berry, I’m having trouble with her hair. See, juniper berries have these leaves that to put into her hair, like some sort of hair tie or something

And this is what I have of her hair so far

But I can’t figure out where to place the leaves so they look good, or what to do for the hair that’s tied up there. But I’m not getting rid of the idea, I really like it, and also I think her head looks a bit bare without something on it

[james-stark-the-writer]

bought and started playing Cloudpunk because i wanted to watch a video essay on it and honestly, from the video title and based on the person that made the video, i don't know what i was expecting the game to be but i don't know why i didn't expect it to be a "existential dread under capitalism" simulator, this is simply too fucking much. like the game (so far) has some really good fucking writing and really good fucking pacing and really good fucking voice acting and a gorgeous world and great design and aesthetics but like my brain is simply shutting off trying to think about the implications like it's too much. talked to Teko and my brain just switched off trying to think about the implications. talked to Eveline and my brain started to think about the implications and i completely zoned out (not really but my brain was almost static at that point although i clapped when she said "don't tell me how to label myself"). rn i'm only a few deliveries in, i just gave Never-Slow Joe his drive converter and the moral dilemma the game presented was simply too much so i am. done for the day. that is a problem for another day.

[isekyaaa]

HSR events are legitimately so time consuming and task oriented they just make me want to quit the game.

[vincent-frankenstein]

i need information that would take longer than five minutes to obtain to continue writing . hell and death on planet earth

[poppyseed799]

I cannot be the only one who thought of life series yttd au, right? I’ve never even played or watched someone else play yttd, I just know about it from my sister. But from what I do know, it would fit with the life series SO WELL. I’m definitely drawing Jimmy as Sou before anyone loses Limited Life I can’t waste this chance

[simsfromupthere]

i was trying to make some recolors for fun n to hopefully upload some of the good ones as cc here w/o having to open my messed up game and then i realised if i do i NEED to open n fix my funky game no matter what for preview pics 😭