#idk i was thinking about this and git emotional and wanted to make a post xnskx

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The X Files' iconic "I want to believe" line is generally about wanting to believe in the unknown -whether it be extraterrestrial life, god/faith, a reason- and keeping an open mind to possibilities

but when you remember the context those words were spoken in for the first time in the show by Mulder, it was him in a hypnotic therapy session saying he doesn't know if he believes, but wants to believe that his missing sister is still alive out there somewhere.

[goblin-enjoyer]

recently got friendsim because it is on sale [LIKE 2 DOLLARS STEAM MONEY]. my thoughts.

probably spoilers idk what registers as that for this game idk its late and I am making a post on tumblr.com, hold on to your socks folks, its going to get rambly. (probably, I do this as I go)

Game was nice, short and sweet. wasn't too short to where you were left wanting more as well as a refund, not to long where you would start getting tired and start wishing it would end. almost got to that at the end for me but that's mostly because it went annoyingly meta/romancey. Most of the characters are nice and enjoyable and the ones that aren't usually either acknowledged as annoying/obnoxious by the game and/or get comeuppance at some point for being gits. Favorites had to be the jades, the big purple longhorn and either some teal or olive(?) blood that i cant quite remember because there's quite a few characters, I suck at remembering names and faces(even with fictional characters, what can I say, brain just doesn't like storing that info) and its almost 3 am and despite saying "oh I should probably stop posting stuff that I want read at late times of night, I get rather rambly and nonsensical at night." here I am making a review for a game(?) I liked and would recommend. but I think ii have gotten ahead of myself. not to worry I will probably forget this later and go over the topic again, as I do at these hours. but yeah the writing was witty, fun and most of the time knew when to joke and when to evoke emotions. nice exploration of alterna troll civilization as well as a nice break from the grand stakes and threats of homestuck proper. sure got a wee bit meta at the end but it didn't overstay its welcome. the ending did make me wish there was an epilogue for the characters that tied up loose ends and sent the game off better than mr ball head spouting off some meta "pawn, scheme, blah blah blah, not real, using you, yatta yatta, etc, etc.." but eh I'm used to good stories made by people who don't know how to write endings (I'm looking at you primal). oh yeah almost forgot one of my favorite parts of the game! The FRIEND part of friendsim. Its not a dating simulator despite the look of it! my aro/ace arse could not be happier that pretty much all the "romance-like" stuff was reserved for optional paths. especially glad there was no dating stuff because all the characters were minors. hate that I have to say it but I keep my distance from dating sims and visual novels for that reason. apologies anime fans, I know there's a lot of good anime out there, without that weird wishy-washy stuff, but I don't know enough about tropes and visual tells from trailers and stuff to personally discern the weirdly hornys from the not hornys. I'm just not good at detecting that stuff without heavy research first. ok random somewhat off topic ramble about horny blindness done, this post is getting way too long I should not have made it this late at night, I had one baja blast and it is keeping me up with sudo energy. hate having to spin the "Soda Wheel of Energy Based Side Effects!" every time i want a nice carbonated sugar beverage. is that an autistic thing or just me?

anyways, friendsim is a good read for both homestuck fans and non fans alike(however it may be more likely to get enjoyment from the former). with mostly great characters, a fun, if dark sometimes story and great art and music, this NOTdating sim is overall a great to good experience with a few bumps in the road. Wish there was a sequel or dlc or something for story continuations for all the characters but that's just me. its currently cheap on steam so get it if you want it or might want to give a few chapters a read threw on a boring day.

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Aforementioned long ask post please excuse me while i try to figure out tumblr's new text editor. I’ll get into the art meme questions first and then the rest at the end.

Ok first of all thank you all for sending in questions! Giving me an excuse to talk hehe. I’ll address these in number order. Here’s a link to the ask meme for reference but also I’ll restate the question for ease of reading.

1. When did you get into art?

Super cliche answer but I don’t remember a time where I WASN’T the weird art kid! I started keeping a dedicated sketchbook when I was about 12? But here’s a page from my kindergarten journal about what I want to be when I grow up.

2. What art-related sites have you ever signed up for? 

LOL this is a weird question. Not sure why so many people want to know. Anyways I definitely had a dA. more than one dA account. I used to browse oekakis when I was a kid but I think I was only signed up to some small ones that internet friends owned. What else...? Mangabullet,Tegakie, Paintberri, iscribble back when that was a thing, instagram if that COUNTs, I used to post art on livejournal and dreamwidth too. Patreon, I guess. Gumroad, inprnt, bigcartel, storenvy all for selling stuff.

In terms of resources.. I have a schoolism account that I’m sharing with friends. Used to take classes on coursera for free. I signed up to textures.com for work recently haha. I can’t remember if I ever had an account on posemaniacs. Did they have accounts...? I definitely used to visit all the time.

3. Show us your oldest piece of art you have on hand.

Alright here’s me actually logging into my old deviantart account. These are from September 2008 So I was 13 years old. I don’t have a deviantart account from before then because 13 was the required age for having an account and I didn’t want to lie about my age because I wanted people to be impressed by how young yet clearly incredible at art I was LOL.

4. What defines your artistic style?

You guys are probably more equipped to answer this than me but uh... I wanna say... Focus on colors. And... a slightly heavy hand? Like confident... not always well-considered mark making HAH...

Also I think I have a pretty healthy mix of american comics/manga influences. I feel like people who are into american comics always think my art is too manga and people who are into anime/manga always think my art is too american. And I’m taking that as a good sign.

5. Do you practice other styles/have you tried other styles in the past?

I like to think I switch it up a bunch! I mean, these are pretty different, right?

I think I’ve mentioned this before but one thing I really took away from art school is that, for an illustrator at least, art style shouldn’t be consistent. Your greatest weapon is changing the aspects of your style based on the task, the emotions and message you want to illustrate etc. So depending on the project I’m working on, the fandom I’m drawing for, whether I want something to be funny or serious or dramatic, I’ll change things about my style all the time.

One thing I don’t rly post on here is really tight polished work and that’s because I do that for my day job haha. If you’re not paying me... I’m probably not gonna color in the lines.

6. What levels of artistic education have you had?

I have a whole ass diploma LOL. Bachelor of Fine Arts in Illustration. from the Rhode Island School of Design. And I had a great college experience tbh. Besides the student loans. If any of you guys are thinking about art school feel free to e-mail or message me questions or concerns, I’ll be happy to help. Be as honest as I can be.

7. Show us at least one picture you drew or sketched recently that you did not put on a public site.

heres the wandavision kids. Uhh what else do I have...I feel like I’m rummaging for loose change here...

assorted valentines prep doodles

8. What is your favourite piece that you have done?

Well, obviously this is gonna change all the time and generally it’s gonna be my most recent piece LOL. So yeah, why the hell not. I’ll say it’s this one. I have a pretty short memory which I count as a blessing for an artist. I don’t dwell that long on older work and it keeps me moving forward.

10. What do you like most about your art?

I like that it’s something that only I would make! I had this thought fairly recently and I wrote it down in my sketchbook, it’s pretty cheesy and rambling but it felt revolutionary at the time:

So yeah. I like my art best when it’s the most me and for me. And I like it least when it feels like I’m just making something for social media or for other people’s expectations or whatever.

14. What do you like drawing the most?

Kids in baggy clothing are like my go-to LOL idk if that’s obvious. but also I like being challenged so lately I’ve really loved drawing multi-character compositions, environments, weird angles, etc.

oh i LOVE drawing the underside of shoes lol. And bandages. People that are kinda beat up.. I think it comes from getting a bunch of cuts all the time. I’m always patching myself up and I want to patch characters up too.

15. What do you like drawing the least?

mmm I try to find something to like in every drawing but lets see... I don’t like doing commissions of people’s dogs. Just because it’s normally like... a family friend and my mom volunteered me without my consent and I don’t even really know what they’re expecting me to draw and I don’t even get to meet the dog. Also I’m not that great at dog anatomy. Trying to learn though.

18. What is your purpose for drawing?

This could have a million answers! Uhhh to GIT GOOD??? But also to express myself... and also to make money... I mean it depends on what the drawing IS. I draw fanart mostly to connect to people in the fandom so if you ever see me drawing fanart please take it as like an open invitation to talk to me about the character haha. 

20. How would you rank your art? (poor, mediocre, good, etc.)

Good!!! I have a lot of self-confidence primarily born out of ignorance and a short attention span. If I don’t think too hard about how many other artists are mindblowingly unfathombly good... its easy to think I’m good too! LOL

In all seriousness though, I think the opinion a person has of their art is like a crazy balancing act, right? Like you have to think you suck enough to want to get better but also you have to think you’re good enough to not want to give up. I think we’re all walking that line, I know I am! But also I’m a glass half-full type of person so. Most of the time I feel good about it.

22. List at least one of your “artspirations.”

This is a good question because I’ve been trying and failing to put together one of those “influence map” memes for like a full month now. What’s giving me a hard time is I feel like none of these are actually really obvious “““influences”““ in my art? Like it’s hard to see a lot of them in the work I make...? But idk maybe you guys’ll see what I can’t.

And these are just a couple! God there’s so many more. I could talk about other artists for ages, from all different genres of art. Daumier, Rockwell like every illustrator out there, Dana Gibson, Alex Toth, Hiroshi Yoshida, a lot of the Brandywine School. Lots of current working artists too, Karl Kerschl, frikkin Masashi Kishimoto lol, Jake Wyatt, Richie Pope, Edouard Caplain, Matt Cook, Sachin Teng, - lots of big internet artists, Sophie Li, Freddy Carrasco, Milliofish, Angela Sung... like all my friends from art school too. I could just keep going but I’ll stop for now lol.

24. Do you have a shameful art past? (recolour sprite comics, tracing art, etc.)

I mean if that’s how we’re defining shameful?? sure LOL. It’s not sprite comics but I used to do pokemon sprite recolors all the time. And I used to trace manga panels and color them... Granted this was all when I was like under 12 yrs old so it’s not even embarrassing. Can you really call it shameful when a 7 year old wets the bed or whatever? Not really. In fact some of these are cool as fuck. Look

25. Draw a picture!

Man I’m so tired now but here.

I used to get a lot of compliments for drawing people smiling lol but I don’t think I’ve drawn a lot of smiling lately.. here’s proof I’ve still got it.

OK MEME DONE. onto the rest.

I read this ask first thing when i opened my computer in the morning and it made me really emotional.. I’m so glad my sketches could help you!!

I think a lot of artists on social media talk about the struggle of making art but imo not enough people talk about the joy! Like I know it’s corny but. I really meant what I said at the beginning of that sketchbook about re-contextualizing art around process and progress > product and perfection. I think its super important..! The strength of messy, unfinished, and energetic art! For the feeling of it, for the love it!

That's crazy!!! I hope you like 'em. The whole line of x-books is really good rn imo.

Hi! I totally have the answer for digital stuff on my faq lol. But in terms of drawing on paper.. it varies! I tend to use sketchbooking and any on-paper doodling I do as a way to loosen up/warm-up or experiment. But right now my go-to aresenal is:

from top > bottom

- kuretake no.55 doublesided brush pen

- tombow fudenosuke

- muji 0.38 ballpoint

- medium size poscas

- grey tombow double brush pens

- good ol bic mechanical pencil

not EXACTly sure which inking you referring to from my sketchbook but if I had to take a guess it'd probably be the kuretake no55. That's been my main inker, lately. Great for sketching with the thin end too.

You can print out and eat my art if you like. Just please don't mass produce or re-sell. <3

Thanks! I've come to accept that my art is always gonna be sort of gestural and painty naturally. It's getting it to tighten up enough to be legible that's hard lol...

uh yeah lol I agree actually. I think yolei is great.

I assume these asks are related? LOL

1) Yeah totally true. I love David.

2) I don’t take requests, sorry! But if you want to commission me to draw Legion i would be MORE than happy to. Just e-mail me at isellhotdogs@gmail.com.

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everything and more, part I

request: from @gwenandtheunfortunatename: Hey!! I mentioned something earlier ab a prequel to “everything and more?” Maybe some snippets of their relationship developing each year that’s not too disgustingly fluffy (Ik imma demon) but still cute? Like everything to how they first met to where they were in ur fic?? Idk

A/N: of course darling! i apologize in advance if it gets sappy and annoying that’s just who i am as a person lmao but i’ll do my best to keep it ~chill~ also this is going to be a mini series so i shall post when each part is up and ready :D will update as i go on, original piece is linked below loves!

tag list for fred: @mintlibri @seppys-return-to-madness @fopdoodledane @fredd-weasley @iprobablyshipit91 @how-do-life-does @semmelsemi @perksofbeingawf @cottageoflove

other: @gwenandtheunfortunatename @bbystrawberry0421 @valwritesx

PART I | EVERYTHING AND MORE

Year 6

Fred Weasley had never really fancied a girl before.

At least, not one that mattered, anyway.

He first noticed you at the beginning of your sixth year—the Beauxbatons students had begun to filter into the Great Hall, and most of Hogwarts went wild at their arrival. You stood up and perched yourself higher on the bench, awe-struck and clapping with everyone else as your guests arrived and took their places. He watched as your hair danced across your shoulders, he watched your necklace bounce against your neck, he bit his lip when you smiled brightly. And to Fred, you were glowing.

You were golden, and he was smitten.

He’d done not much else that term except try and grab your attention, but it wasn’t working... or so he thought. You pretty much lived up to the expectation that Ravenclaws spent a majority of their time studying. Little did he know, he turned out to be a bit of a bad influence on you. Not truly bad, of course—it an exciting way. But much to Fred’s dismay, a lot of your time was spent in a place he wasn’t exactly fond of—the library.

“You alright, mate?”

Fred’s brothers had caught him staring at you across the Great Hall during a feast one evening, and began to snicker like little schoolgirls.

“Never seen him so interested in anything before,” Ron joked, punching his older brother in the arm.

Fred didn’t take his eyes off of you, though. He just breathed in deeply as his brothers and friends continued to tease him mercilessly.

George said, “Reckon he won’t go for it. He gets flustered around pretty girls.”

Which was... kind of true? Fred didn’t seem to get flustered when he finally plucked up enough courage to talk with you that evening when he spotted you heading back towards the Ravenclaw common room, but there have been times when it was known to happen. It was sweet.

Fred elbowed his twin in the ribs and said, “Would you lot shove off?”

He ran a hand through his long red hair, something you’d come to realize he did a lot when he was feeling rather nervous.

“Just go for it, mate,” Harry provoked him. “What’s the worst that could happen?”

Fred shook the bad thoughts from his mind.

It was a late evening for you. Nearing almost midnight, you strolled out of the library, completely worn out by the amount of work you’d managed to finish in spite of all of the festivities going on with the Triwizard Tournament. You knew what everyone around you was thinking—it’s the first bloody night and you already had work? But to you, there was always room for studying and improvement.

The corridors were empty now, as you’d presumed, and you did your best to avoid any and all Hogwarts ghosts (and wandering professors!) because you were bloody exhausted and didn’t want to get wrapped up in conversation. But much to your dismay, it happened anyway.

But not with a ghost.

With that witty boy, Fred Weasley. He turned a bend and you nearly walked into one another. You were so tried.

“Bit early in term for studying, isn’t it?” he joked.

“It’s never too early—it called for a late night,” you replied, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. And then, teasingly, “Bit late in the evening for a stroll, eh?”

“Couldn’t sleep,” he replied, but you somehow knew that Fred Weasley probably didn’t go to sleep before midnight, anyway. He stuck his hand out in the dark corridor. “I’m Fred, by the way.”

But you knew. You didn’t need him to know that, though. “Hi. I’m Y/N,” he had a firm handshake, but not in an intimidating way. Something struck you about him, though.

“Can I walk you back to your common room?”

He was surprisingly charming. “Sure,” you replied, smiling at him. “Thanks.”

You and Fred had one class together last year. Potions. Not that you could really chat him up during that time anyway, or Snape would have your heads. It was a shame, because you always thought you’d get on well, and because you’d always wanted to tell him just how much you actually admired his and George’s pranks—they always gave you a good laugh. Harmless, they were, and you didn’t see anything wrong with that.

You really wanted to prank someone with him, actually. And he seemed to light up when you finally did tell him.

“Oooh,” he teased, “we may just have to make that happen.”

“Don’t tell any of my fellow Ravenclaws,” you said warningly. And then, softer, “Reckon they wouldn’t quite understand.” Fred laughed. “Well—thanks for the company, Fred. I’ll see you soon?”

He grinned before leaning against the wall near the entrance to your common room. “Yeah, soon.”

You were certain you went to bed with a very large grin plastered on your face.

The Great Hall was supposed to be quiet, as everyone was working on their assignments, but Snape could only shush so many students at once. Across from his twin, George threw a piece of parchment at Fred to catch his attention. “So?” he asked, “spit it out, then.”

Fred looked at him quizzically.

“Did you or did you not finally speak to Y/N?” Ron asked.

Snape threw a warning glance in their direction. Fred nodded inconspicuously.

The boys waited with baited breath. “And?” Harry, Ron, and George all asked together.

“And,” Fred replied through gritted teeth, “it was... nice. She’s rather sweet.” He wanted to keep most of the details to himself. His little secret.

Annoyed, Ron threw his quill at his older brother and his ink splattered all over the pages of blank parchment. Hermione hissed and slapped Ron on the arm, as if to scold him. Ignoring this, Ron rolled his eyes and turned back towards Fred, eyes wide and itching for more information. But Fred’s lips were sealed in a smirk.

Ron ruffled his hair and sighed, “You’re killing me, mate.”

Fred was about to fire back with some sarcastic comment, but was distracted when you sauntered into the Great Hall with some fellow Ravenclaws. When you walked past the Gryffindor table, you bit down on your bottom lip and slowly raised a hand and mouthed, “Hey,”

Fred did the same, his cheeks flushing red.

This time, when the boys started to snicker, Ginny was the one scolding them.

“You’re all gits,” she told them seriously. But being Fred and George’s little sister, she’d learned quite a lot about teasing from them over the years. “Leave poor Freddie alone. He’s emotional because he’s in loooove,”

But instead of fighting her on it, Fred stayed silent as everyone laughed quietly, his eyes following you straight to the Ravenclaw table, where they stayed most of the rest of the afternoon.

Most of your evenings were still being spent, regrettably so, in the library. Work was piling up and you were fretting about studying. You wanted to be more carefree. You just needed to let loose a little, so you left.

It was unreasonably warm for a winter day. Almost summer-like. You were walking with a very heavy bag slung over your shoulder when you spotted a very happy looking Fred down the way in front of the entrance. “Hey, Freddie!” you called, catching him by surprise.

When you caught up to him, he teasingly mocked, “Hey, Y/N!” just as excitedly as he picked you up and spun you around in a bone crushing hug. You felt your cheeks flush red and your whole body felt warm. “Where’re you off too?” He glanced at your bag you placed on the ground beside you and frowned. “Library? On a day like today?”

“I’m afraid so,” you told him begrudgingly. “It’s beautiful out.”

“Shame, really. Was going to ask you to join me. But you wouldn’t skip studying now, would you?” His narrow eyes were driving you bonkers.

You smirked at him and placed a hand on your hip. “Try me, Weasley.”

“Am I becoming a bad influence on you?”

“Maybe,” you admitted, picking up your bag again and heading towards the entrance. When you turned around only to see him awe-struck, with a confused yet impressed look on his face, you asked him, “Well are you going to join me, or what?”

The grounds were especially beautiful that day.

For a few reasons, you supposed.

You and Fred had left your bags and warm robes near a tree somewhere and took to a very long stroll that lasted most of the day.

He was easy to talk too. You liked that. Nothing felt forced or rushed or awkward. He was just... him—funny and charismatic and charming, consistently making you laugh and question yourself—but only in the best of ways.

And you were intriguing to him. He always told you that you didn’t really live up to the Ravenclaw stereotype—rather than the studying, of course. He loved listening to your stories you told, and the way you laughed at his jokes. He was falling for you quickly and he never wanted that feeling of free fall to end.

“Bloody hell—is it dinner already?” You asked suddenly. You were lying in the grass with your eyes closed, discussing something about life after Hogwarts, when you shot up. Fred didn’t move as quickly as you did, though. The sun was beginning to set. You couldn’t wait for summer days when it was bright until the late evening. “We’d better get a move on—regrettably back to my house table, I’ve always thought it rather silly to not let the houses eat together, no? Always driven me mad.”

You pulled Fred to his feet and brushed some grass off of his shirt.

“Promise me something, okay?” he said. Teasingly, he continued, “unless you’re afraid.”

You furrowed your brow. “Well that depends—” you tugged on his arm playfully. “Kidding. What’s up?”

“Promise me that when you get bored of sitting with your housemates at the second task tomorrow,” he took your hands in his and pulled you closer as your heartrate sped up a considerable amount— “that you’ll come sit with me.”

“Why’s that?” you asked shyly.

He blinked and smiled softly. “‘Cause—I want to spend more time with you.”

There was palpable tension between you two. Just inches from each other you were, and he seemed to be leaning in closer ever so slowly. You caught yourself doing the same and your heart skipped a few beats. There was a light wind running itself through your hair and it made goosebumps rise on your arms and neck. Was it the wind? Or maybe—

His lips were nearly on yours.

It was so soft, you didn’t even know if it was real.

Then an awkward sort of grunt came from the trail beside you.

An uncomfortable, awkward looking Hagrid was running a hand through his very ratty, messy hair, and trying his best to act as if he hadn’t seen what was about to happen. Doing his best to hide his frustration, Fred sighed quietly through gritted teeth, squeezed your hand and pulled back, glancing towards the Gamekeeper. “How’re you, Hagrid?”

“Doin’ well, Freddie!” Hagrid called gruffly, still feeling slightly uncomfortable in the moment. To you, he said, “Miss Y/N.”

“Hi,” you waved back swallowing over a lump in your throat. Then Hagrid nodded at you both and continued to make his ways towards the castle for the dinner feast. You and Fred couldn’t help but laugh slightly.

And just like that. Moment over.

Regrettably, Fred sighed. “C’mon, then,” he interlocked his fingers in yours, “dinner awaits.”

At the Gryffindor table, it seemed as though Fred seemed to be the center of attention. Nothing new to him, actually—however, this time, he really didn’t want to be. Everyone seemed to be interested in what was going on with you two.

“Did you kiss her yet?” Ron asked.

“C’mon, just tell us already,” Harry pleaded.

“Don’t you two know that Freddie doesn’t kiss and tell?” George teased.

Hermione and Ginny just rolled their eyes at the boys—but still eyed Fred curiously.

But Fred stayed silent. Not something most people were used too. He just ate his dinner, smiled cheekily at his friends, and counted down the seconds until he could see you again.

“D’you reckon this is going to end well?”

Fred placed a hand on the small of your back, inching you forward to get a closer look. “Don’t go soft on me now, Y/N. Besides, it’s harmless—he’ll find it funny once we’re through with him.”

Pranking Fred’s twin brother was now making you more nervous than ever.

George was sitting at the Gryffindor table, flirting obnoxiously with Angelina Johnson, discussing something about Quidditch—dragging out the real thing he wanted to do—ask her out. You and Fred had strategically placed a hiccoughing sweet directly next to George’s plate, and to your satisfaction, he’d taken it and was holding it in his hands. Fred knew he’d go right for it. Angelina was sitting next to him, not supremely impressed by the fact that his flirting was, well, mediocre—at least compared to Fred’s.

She sat looking half bored, half amused when George finally took a bite of the sweet. Fred squeezed your shoulders, anticipation flooding his bones.

It was almost an instant, really, that George began hiccoughing uncontrollably. Angelina looked at him, perplexed, and began to giggle as George hiccoughed more and more. It was supposed to be a prank, but Angelina seemed to find it almost... charming? There was a new sort of gleam in her eye, one that wasn’t there before, one that seemed almost—admirable.

It was still funny, though, seeing George do everything in his power to stop this from happening, as he wanted nothing more than to ask Angelina on a proper date. You and Fred fell into a fit of giggles until he pulled you out of the entrance and onto the grounds. It was warm, but you still tried to hold back a shiver.

“Not one of your best, Weasley,” you told him. “Still funny—however I reckon George is going to be getting more than a date by the way Angelina was fawning over him. They’ll be snogging all night.”

“Ah, well—can’t win them all.” Fred replied when he finally caught his breath.

You smiled. “I regret to think Angelina may now be head over heels.”

“You think?” he asked and you nodded. And then—his hand was around the back of your neck, his thumb sweeping over your soft, rosy cheek. A heartbeat increase. A nervous smile. “And how do you feel?”

You prayed to any and all gods that no Gamekeeper, no twin, no nosy student would interrupt you both this time. It was hard enough walking away from that moment before, wanting nothing more than to press yourself into him but not being able too. But everything seemed to be moving in slow motion this time around.

You heard McGonagall’s muffled yells from the Great Hall—something seemed to be happening with some Slytherins, but her voice was drowned out by the blood pounding in your ears. Fred’s heartbeat increased and everything around you both seemed to come to a standstill, and you could see nothing but the rise and fall of his chest.

That free falling feeling again hit Fred like a ton of bricks, his stomach dropping in the best way every time your eyes moved from his, to his lips, and back again.

With a surge of confidence, you replied, “Like I’ll fall in love.”

You pulled on his tie and stopped just before your faces touched—making him wait just another moment. By the look he gave you, he was going mad and so were you. Then, slowly, you pressed your lips softly to his.

They molded together and moved in sync as you slung your other arm around his shoulders and he tightened his grip around your waist. The entire world stopped for Fred—nothing mattered except you—his hands on your waist, your eyelashes brushing gently against his cheek, his lips interlocked with yours.

You parted first, and he looked stunned. Like maybe he thought he’d be the one to kiss you first. You were nervous he’d be upset, but his cheeky smirk told you differently.

“You’re always going to surprise me, aren’t you?” he asked breathlessly.

You tugged on his tie again before leaning in for another nip. “I wouldn’t doubt it, Weasley.”

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[kangseluigi]

minutemarch replied to your post “JC hate under the cut fghjkl[[MOR] But like BRUH I hate him so...”

THIS. I hate that every relationship is about him. I hate that everyone contantly has to prove themselves to him while he won't get out of his own way for them. I hate that he tortures people but is only talked about as a victim. I hate that he speaks to JL almost entirely in sneering threats. I hate that people think he still loves WWX when he poisons JL against him. (Who does this for someone they love?)  And was he going to stop torturing once he found WWX?  Make him a cake maybe?  I hate that he acts like a snotty 15 year old when he's in his 30s and raising a child and he still gets kudos for it.  Still expects to be respected as a sect leader.   His relationship with Yanli is the only one that doesn't suck and he still spits venom all over her son.                    I get liking a character despite their flaws but let's stop pretending he doesn't have any and/or he they're all on his parents.  Yes he had a had time but WHO DIDN'T? He's only mad at WWX because he felt let down by him and he couldn't do that because he'd been left to die by the Wens in the burial mounds and gave up his golden core like the "selfish git" he is.  Appreciaion for WWXs situation?  Zero.  Concern over how he'd be seen? High.  But WWX is the selfish one.

OMG thank you!

Also can I just

Yes he had a hard time but WHO DIDN'T?

A MOOD! Both for the show and real life.

But maN ok listen. Hard same to all of this, and GOD I hate his relationship with JL SO MUCH!!!!???!?!?! He’s treating him no better than his parents treated him, and like, I get it, breaking out of the cycle of abuse is hard yada yada but a) the fandom response is generally painting him like he did break out of it which ???? where do y’all see that maybe I’m missing something lmao and b) Wei Ying got beaten up and told he needs to die by their mother and somehow managed to not treat A-Yuan like that :))))) like he had his outburst/emotional moment(s) that made A-Yuan upset, like the lotus seed thing, but he never hit him or threatened him iirc, it was more “UGH what the hell I’m upsET and retreating >:(((” and when A-Yuan apologised he accepted it and explained that he’s just in a shitty mood and it’s ok. JC WOULD NEVER.

Instead he has all those lines of “I’m gonna beat your ass, you think I can’t I WILL AND I WILL BREAK YOUR LEGS” and idk man JL says he doesn’t do it but STILL it’s fucked up and maybe I’m hyper-sensitive here bc of my own background with an aggressive brother who beat my ass whenever but Boy i do not like this.

ALso lmao speaking of Yanli, can you IMAGINE her being around to see JC treat her son like that? Like I’m sure she’d try to be gentle and see it as joking at first when it’s the kinda banter he had with WWX or w/e and just go “Ahh A-cheng don’t be like that haha, don’t worry my child, he’s just joking :) …No really, bro, don’t be like that he is a child, not our dead brother STOP IT!” but once he’s going in for the breaking his legs? She’d break his nose before he finishes that sentence and I would pay to see that.

Also, I keep thinking about that moment when JC was all “you are the reason Yanli died and now I’m stuck in this situation!” like??? What you had a raise a child you are related to? the horror???? Why so sorry for yourself. “I lost my sister bc of you” ok I can get but ?????? (Might be mistranslation though dfghj)

Fucking TEA though goddddd I hate it. I hate that he never ONCE stopped for 4 seconds to ask himself “is wwx maybe NOT okay? Could he possibly have lied??!!?” like…yanli did. She was all “hey he says he cool but IS HE?” and asked LZ. Not JC though. You’d think after that many years in such a tight relationship of being bros you’d know when someone is not okay and lying about it but lmaoooo his ass too self-centred

He’s always more concerned about his own reputation than anything else. People talk shit about wwx? he never goes “Hey stop talking shit, you don’t know what’s happening, it’s OUR matter and I. AM. HANDLING IT!” which…would probably have given people something to consider impressive about him, but no. Instead he’s running around sulking that ~he can’t control WWX and it’s ruining things~ like just improvise, say “I’ll tell him later, we don’t need him right now, he’s got shit going on” nooo PLUS I keep thinking about his whole crush on Wen Qing and YET he ran into the burial mounds like “hey wwx come outta here and let her D I E” THe whole time I keep thinking, like…if WQ was a whole dumbass with no taste and had said “omg yes a comb??? Let’s get married!” would he… would he have stood up for her? Or would he still have said “you’re a Wen, sorry gotta die :) bye bitch” because at that point, he gave NO shits about her life. Yet he cried about being rejected lmao what even And ofc he wanted A-Ning to die, despite being saved by him and A-Ning risking everything and killing his own people for JC’s life, despite knowing how much A-Ning means to his own crush, nah, totally, is cool and reasonable

also hated the entire golden core-reveal reaction. Loved the Wen Ning. LOVED the WangXian. Hated that I had to look at JC ugly crying and whining “IT’S NOT TRUE”

No hate at his actor, he seems cool enough but W O W that part was annoying lmao

[chrysalispen]

just spent the last week and a half really busy with day job and then cleaning my house memorial day weekend 

i come requesting forgiveness and also bearing saucy nero/wol postcoital banter, as i am wont to do

mayyyy post this on ao3 later today, idk

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Long moments passed in which the only sound was the rasp of their breathing, hot and ragged and immediate.

After what felt like an eternity, Nero was able to summon the wherewithal to open his eyes. His mind felt smooth and blank, like a hard reset on a systems terminal; everything was just basic sensory input amid the heavy languor weighing down his limbs, and even those were things coming back to him one by one as his breathing slowed.

That much loss of self-control would have normally bothered him, but this time he found he didn't mind so much. For one thing, it was by all appearances wholly mutual: the hands that had slain gods and dragons, overthrown corrupt rulers, and brought low to his knowledge at least two legions of the Garlean Empire were currently draped over his shoulders, loose and relaxed.

He decided he wasn't going to be the one to break their silence, concentrating instead on the soft weight of his partner's body against his own, her skin slick with sweat and chest heaving in shuddering gasps as she tried to catch her breath. There was also the soft sensation of her fingertips in his hair, slowly and gently carding through the damp, tangled curls at the nape of his neck and brushing the surface of his skin, a tiny, absentminded caress that was in turns careful and tender.

When she buried her face in the crook of his neck he caught her scent: the slight tang of sweat, lingering musk, the smell of dust and freshly-cut grass he'd always associated with the smell of the road. Beneath that was the note of Althyk lavender she always carried with her. It made him think of his boyhood home, briefly, but in a kinder light than he'd seen it in years.

At length she exhaled, long and shaking, a mumbled "seven hells, Nero" on the back end of it. His hands wandered over her exposed back in slow and idle patterns, gently tugging her long curtain of golden hair to one side so he could press his lips to her neck. 

“Are you alright?" 

"Never better." The weight over his shoulders shifted and he felt one of her palms running over his collarbone, down across his chest to tangle briefly in the wiry hairs there. "Even if my legs currently feel a bit like the custard pudding they used to serve in Castrum Novum's mess hall."

Nero didn't even try to stop the smug grin he could feel stretching his lips. 

"Is that so?"

"...And I've just admitted out loud that you wrecked me like the idiot I am."

"Surely you were not laboring beneath the assumption that I limit myself only to engineering-related accolades? I accept any and all compliments towards my person, sexual prowess included."

He let out a small, startled yelp when she tweaked one of his nipples in warning. "You would, you insufferable shite."

"None of that," Nero chided, rubbing his chest and gently squeezing the fingers that still lingered there, "unless you'd like to stay glued to your well-appointed sofa for the remainder of the evening. I'm sure your neighbours have appreciated the free show."

"You say that, but now you mention it those curtains are mostly decorative. This... might not have been well considered." She pushed herself into an upright sitting position, shifting her hips as the muscles in her thighs trembled from exertion. "Also I'm afraid we've left a bit of a mess."

"I can't imagine why this in any way surprises you, given that 'accosting your hapless partner before he's managed to drop his breeches' appears to be your preferred mode of foreplay. Should I endeavor to express some fond hope for a less frenetic coupling in future, 'tis for the novelty alone."

"Complaints, Scaeva?" she snorted. "You seemed to enjoy the pace well enough while you were fucking me half senseless."

"Only half?" His smirk widened by ilms. "I am out of practice."

Her fingers had not stopped gentling in his hair. He'd observed on other occasions that it seemed to be one of the ways she showed the soft feelings she reserved for people to whom she felt especially close. 

The more he thought about that, the more it started to make him feel something close to uncomfortable. But he found he quite favored her affectionate little touch, more than he wanted to admit if he were entirely honest, and he really didn't want her to stop. 

So he packaged those emotions and set them aside for later consideration. There would be ample time later to analyze this particular bit of self-reflection without spoiling the moment. In the meantime that soft mouth had lingered close enough for him to kiss it, so that was precisely what he did.

"Nero?"

"Hmm?"

"What do we do now?"

"Meaning...?"

"This, I guess? Us? I mean-" One of her hands made a vaguely questioning gesture in the air.

"You're asking if this is going anywhere." He made his way down her neck into the soft hollow where it met her collarbone, leaving small bites in his wake. "...I admit I do not find myself opposed to an arrangement of a more permanent sort."

"I thought you said you don't do love?"

"Pray forgive a moment of vulgarity, darling, but tumbling you hardly amounts to a heart's confession."

"I'm aware of that. I'm not- ...I'm not asking for a commitment, per se. You're busy, I'm busy, and..." He hadn't spoken yet and it made her stomach tighten with anxiety. Nero could be difficult to read on occasion and now was one of those times, his eyes fixed on her face as he waited patiently for her to continue. She decided to plunge on ahead anyway. "It's not you at all, it's just, I don't think I'm ready for. Um."

"Romance?" he supplied mildly.

Aurelia took a deep breath.

"I mean, yes, since you've said it aloud yourself. It's... that's just too much with everything else that's going on. But I wouldn't mind... something like this. Where you stayed here and-...right, well." She could feel the flush on her cheeks and it had nothing to do with arousal. "You're welcome here anytime you like; in fact, I think it would make all of us feel better if we knew you had somewhere to go, even Cid, and maybe you don't care what he thinks but I-"

Nero pressed a finger to her lips to halt the torrent of nervous words.

"Garlond aside, I am not disinclined if that's what concerns you. I think it plain that we enjoy each other's company; there's certainly little point in denying that. Seeing as the both of us are wont to be possessed by wanderlust from time to time it might even be ideal."

"Then you'll stay?"

He leaned forward to kiss her between her breasts, over the scar Zenos' sword had left behind. "I must say, the notion of having a stable roof over mine head does hold a certain appeal."

"Ah, so that's how it is." Aurelia let out a soft, fond laugh and pressed her lips to the crown of his head. That kiss had been a ploy. He was using it as a bridge point, trailing delicate touches of his lips over the curve of one breast. "Using me for my house, are you?"

"Your house, your food, your potential workshop space. ...Also your wine cellar. My time in Eorzea seems to have made La Noscean red something approaching palatable."

"Are you demeaning my taste in wi-" His teeth scraped lightly against the coral peak he'd teased to stiffness, eliciting a muttered curse from her lips and a prickle of gooseflesh along her arms. She let out something between a gasp and a short laugh, and squirmed desperately in his lap. "Damn it, I'm trying to talk, you cheeky git!"

"And I am attempting to distract you. All's fair in love, war, and housing arrangements, or are you not one to rise to a challenge?"

"... 'Rise' to a-..." She swatted lightly at his wandering hands. "That jest was atrocious even by your standards. Are you looking for another tumble or are you just going to talk me to death?"

"By remarkable happenstance," his lips brushed over hers again, light and deceptively chaste, "my plan at this very moment is to retire to a more suitable venue wherein we might continue this discussion until all possibilities have been exhausted."

"I'm telling you, if I try to stand up right now you will actually see me collapse--Nero Scaeva!" In one fluid motion he rose, tucking one arm beneath her legs and the other wrapped around her waist. Aurelia made a startled little yelp, immediately twining her arms about his neck for purchase. "Rhalgr's shit, you may actually be the worst man I've ever met in my life."

"And you, my sweet, are a public menace. Slayer of eikons. Ruiner of military careers." He adjusted his grip long enough to hoist her upper body over one shoulder and planted a kiss squarely on her flank, making her gasp aloud. "Scourge of unsoiled smallclothes the length and breadth of Eorzea."

"Implying I seduced you," she said a trifle breathlessly.

"Implying you didn't?"

By the time they actually reached her bed the linkpearl was chiming for attention, but for once Aurelia couldn't have cared less.

[metalempire]

Hey so I'm gonna start Dark Souls either tomorrow or in the next couple of days, so do you have any hardcore pro gamer strats prepare to die tips on how to best get started with character creation and stuff?

pick either knight or warrior, theyre the two best starting classes for beginners. the knight has a 100% physical damage blocking shield at start which is incredibly helpful, whereas the warrior has the longsword at start which is a great beginning weapon. if you want to be a mage of some kind pick sorcerer for pure intelligence building, priest for pure faith building or pyromancer which uses both stats. if going for the traditional physical setup then just pick knight or warrior and level your strength, dexterity, vigor and endurance with some vitality along the wayuntimately you can specialise more in strength or dexterity depending on if you like fast or heavy weapons more, i preferred heavy for dark souls 1, but if unsure just level both stats equally since that lets you use most weapons fairly well. the claymore and longsword are great weapons for beginners. you might hear about the drake sword, it's good for the undead burg sections but once you beat bell gargoyles it loses usefulness since it doesnt get more powerful and cant scale with stats so if you do get it dont bother with it. make sure to practice parrying as much as you can in the early game so when you run into black knights you can parry them and not get 1-shotted. you'll know a parry is successful if you deflect the attack and the enemy is a little stunned. thats your opportunity to move right into their model and press the light attack button, if dont correctly you'll do a unique attack for massive damage. dont be discouraged if you dont get it right away, it takes alot of practice. only enemy of a certain size with weapons can be parried, no bosses in dark souls 1 can be parried.the game has alot of patience play in combat, you are going to need to carefully manage stamina so dont go wild on the attack and roll buttons, try to get a feel for when to attack and when to block and when to dodge. as you level endurance you'll have more stamina. its a somewhat slow paced game but you'll get the rhythm of it, like the opposite of a dynasty warriors game.once you beat the tutorial level you'll come to firelink shrine and can go to a bunch of places from there. if you go into a graveyard, get out of there until you've beaten some more levels, the skeletons are very strong and early game players won't really be able to deal with them. there's some good weapons in their area but you need to know the graveyard layout to be able to sprint past and weave through them to get them. similarly, if you end up in new londo ruins, dont cross the wooden bridge, you dont have the transient curses yet which let you fight ghosts and you need the artorias covenant ring before unflooding the ruins ideally. wait until after anor londo to do that one, just use the edges of it as a shortcut to valley of drakes once you get that far. for now just go to undead burg and work your way through until you beat two bosses: bell gargoyles, which lets you ring one of the bells and talk to a guy for the best emote, and capra demon, which has infinite sex appeal and gives you the key to the depths. when going to the depths, a warning, basilisks are black frog/lizard monsters that shoot gas at you, avoid the gas at all costs and kill them fast, the gad curses you which kills you instantly and causes you to be cursed with a permanent status effect that cuts your health in half until you get cured of curse much later in the game when you get the items or npcs for it. if you're unsure about fighting them just run away.blighttown is mandatory and it fucking blows ass, kill the toxic dart guys and they stay dead. humanity can heal you fully if used, but be careful about using it since its used to kindle bonfires once you beat pinwheel, which lets you increase the amount of estus you can carry from 5 to 10. once you get the lordvessel it can be increased to 15 and even 20. this only applies to an individual bonfire. the firelink shrine bonfire is always kindled to 10 at the start, so use it to your advantage until you're ready for the catacombs. once you beat bell gargoyles and once you reach the bottom of blighttown with the swamp, contact me if you want to discover where to find some secret areas, both of which lead to entirely other areas, and one can lead you to two optional boss fights. lost izalith is a terrible level don't worry everyone thinks its the worst area with the worst boss ever in a souls game. you will not be alone in not enjoying it. no one likes it. no one likes the boss of it either. jumping is dont by double tapping the roll button while sprinting. platforming sucks in souls but every game has you do it a few times. how encumbered you are effects how fast you swing your weapon, move, sprint and importantly; roll. if you are over 70% you are encumbered and you heavy roll, which carries you nowhere and has the least i-frames as a dodge. at below 25% (i think) you do the opposite where you run and move and swing fast and fast-roll which is a fantastic roll. anywhere inbetween is the standard medium set of animations, decide on how mobile vs how defensive you want to be and work towards it and get to know how you work. if you get the ring of favour and protection, it's the best ring in the whole game, but it breaks if you take it off, so you have to decide if you want only 1 free ring slot for the whole game, or if you dont want the benefits of the ring. this is a surprisingly hard choice for alot of players. pick the master key as your starting gift or you'll be fumbling around looking for keys for ages. i think you can even skip capra demon as well if you're struggling with it so long as you have the master key, the other items aside from black firebombs all suck anyway. the pendant literally does nothing and is an actual social experiment as indicated in an interview with the game's director, hidetaka miyazaki "git gud" means to play the game more, get more of a feel for it, observe and note things better and spend more time getting a feel for the game. if you dont like multiplayer too much and dont want to get invaded every two seconds by giantdads, just play offline, which can be toggled in settings. covenants are an online thing anyway, and you can dabble in that when you're more experienced with npc invasions instead. if you give 30 humanity to the fair maiden, once you beat demon firesage, you can skip most of lost izalith provided you can take a titanite demon on a bridge in a fight, which is as hard as dealing with the actual level itself. if you kill all the sunlight maggots hopping around the area before a certain someone gets there, they will be saved from the red eyed one. sen's fortress really is just like that. save this post to ur drafts you'll need the references. its hard to use character creator to make anything look nice just make kermit the frog or something idk everyone just makes memes in ds character creators.

[a-dotrivenitupontop]

30 days of autism acceptance

day 12- what’s hard and what’s easy?

i pretty much find everything in my life hard. everything from waking up, to going to sleep etc. i guess im okay at visualising things but it becomes fuzzy whenever i need it to be clear. okay probably wouldn't be the best word in this situation to describe visualisation. it’s really to the point where i can barely think in words instead of pictures and overall energy. i see colours for numbers* and letters and even now as i write this i see me at a stall explaining autism instead of just words on a tumblr post. sometimes ill want to think abt something but won’t have the energy or words to think. so ill just think to myself ‘i think about x’ like im narrating a book or something. and then ill just visualise things and it’s exactly like im thinking abt x. even though im technically not ‘thinking’ abt it. idk. my brain is weird.

something i find the hardest is being genuine. i deal with most of my problems with jokes and find emotions just ‘cringe’ generally. so im really bad at things like meditation, pep talks and other things that we supposed to ‘help’. probably why my mental health is ejsnbagfqideofyhd. with kindness and empathy im either a tahani al jamil (the act is real but the motivations but it aren’t) or a jason mendoza (the act is done wrong but the motivations are pure). [[both are characters from the good place if you're interested.]] around any sappy situations im just sorta :/ as emotions are hard. this is probably bad for my mental health. im a bit better at empathising with fictional characters though that’s still kinda hard. im just really bad at being a support system for people. negative emotions make a feel really ehhhh though i try not to be like, racist or anything like that. eh being a person with emotional depth is hard.

*when the first wrote this i git confused between numbers and letters so i wrong ‘numbers’ whilst thinking of letters ;-;

[thecoppercow]

Re: that last post, tho.

Dumb peach jokes aside, I am not usually one for biphobia discourse (obviously it exists but even as a bi person sometimes I feel terms are misapplied, with the exception of the endless threesome 'humour’ there are few specifics where it’s not more useful and impactful to name homophobia as the social struc- blah blah blah this is really something too complex to explain in this dumb fandom post idk why I started this point.)

And I’m certainly not one for fandom discourse, cos it makes me feel about 900 years old (we called it fandom wank and it was much more batshit in those days *shakes stick*) - honestly I only got into CMBYN out of sheer spite at the homophobes, I don’t need more intra-fandom spite, just give me the pretty gifsets and music.

But.. I do get mildly miffed when I see the stuff about whether Elio’s relationship with Marzia was just to make Oliver jealous, or the stuff that refers to her as the beard? 

Because you could, quite logically, argue that Oliver wasn’t bi, but gay and closeted, and Chiara was a jealousy play - it’s deliberately left ambiguous just how much they got up to in the movie. Same for the unnamed woman in the phone call - you can interpret that how you like, movie-verse. But Elio... literally jumps out of a moving car and races off because he thinks he’s gonna get some. The dad's reaction as he opens the door while it’s braking, the ‘[oh my] goooodness?!’, the terrible poker jokes later on - it’s just painfully obvious that this is a guy who thinks he’s on a promise and tbh only guys at that age are quite so obvious and dumb.

Those are a) the actions of a perennially horny teenager b) not the actions of someone who’s only in it because he wants or needs a beard. It’s not a beard/closet kind of story. It’s a first love story, sure, but it’s also a coming of age story and Elio is as base and greedy, as he is vulnerable and yearning for identity. I really don’t think he was lying to himself so much as just being an inconsiderate (srsly, Marzia’s voice breaking when she switches to English 😔 ) horny lil shit. Which happens, he’s a minefield of emotions - it doesn’t mean that he’s bad or wrong, just a teenager.

Tl:dr - Yes, he’s confused, but he’s also clearly bi. And a git. But in a nice way.

[asaspro-blog]

Survey Results & Recruitment Picks (Also Apology)

New Post: https://fortnite.asas.pro/survey-results-recruitment-picks-also-apology/

#fortnite #game #fun #esport #news

Survey Results & Recruitment Picks (Also Apology)

TL;DR: Sorry for the delay of results and recruitment, was a crazy week for me. The survey ended as expected, with many people having negative feelings towards SBMM. There will be future surveys.

If you don't care for a wall of text, please leave now! I felt this post was unavoidable to keep short. Sorry not sorry.

An Apology

Hello everyone! I would like to start off by saying sorry for the delay of results. The previous two weeks were extremely busy and consumed most of my time. I appreciate all of you that have been messaging me to remind me to get this stuff done.

Furthermore, I would like to apologize to all the people that applied to my previous recruitment post and have not heard back. Rest assured, I have made my picks. (Spoiler: You can see them further down)

Survey Results

You can view the original post here

Brief Summary

I am sure everyone had a general idea of what to expect from the survey, and this definitely did solidify what most people already believed. Most people really do not like the idea of any Skill Based Matchmaking (SBMM) implementation. Rest assured, Epic Games has heard your fears and I have been told they would never consider such a feature without first strongly considering the myriad of variables it takes to get it right.

Noteworthy Results

Even after reiterating it many times, many people still believe I work for Epic Games and that the survey was somehow Epic related. Regardless, I enjoyed reading how much you think Epic is ruining the game with their "bullshit updates and emotes".

One thing I noticed coming up in discussion a lot is the type of player the average Redditor represents. Most people were under the belief that the average Reddit user was not casual, but in fact there is an almost 50/50 split between players that consider themselves to be a casual and competitive player.

In terms of the actual implementation of SBMM, there was definitely a common theme. Of those that believed it could work, the most common (and basic) answer was for it to exist as a separate mode. I personally believe that if any sort of ranked mode were to be implemented, that is how it would be.

Surprisingly, 15% of you think that a SBMM implementation should not be a separate mode! This (rather high in my opinion) percentage may be due to misinterpreting what the question was asking, but otherwise would mean that the community is wrong in how much everyone hates the idea.

Overwatch, Counter Strike, and the token (ticket) system. Many respondents who felt like being more passionate tended towards a couple categories. Overwatch and CS:GO were common games cited as doing matchmaking well. A token/ticket system was also a common suggestion that seems to have a lot of favor among the subreddit.

Another thing to note, you guys play a lot of Fortnite. Of the 15,028 people that answered, I'd estimate you all play in the high tens of thousands of hours a week. (Many of you answered 15+ hours, if all of you just played one that would still be 15k hours a week!).

I'll leave the interpretation of everything else up to you guys. But as an added bonus, I've generated

Raw Data

As promised, everyone now has full access to the survey data. You can view the spreadsheet here. If you find anything interesting feel free to make note of it in the comments below (I tried to go through all 15,028 responses but it is quite a daunting task).

You can view some more fancy stats here.

Future Surveys

I think we'll definitely be doing future surveys on what we consider to be topics of the week, as well as monthly "check ups" on where people believe the game is at. As a result, if you think there are any pressing questions that deserve data, shoot me a message.

Future surveys will be more planned out and last a week (until the next survey is posted). Upon closing, all data and a summary will be released.

Recruitment Picks

Programmer(s)

Please welcome your new code slaves /u/DaJuukes and /u/bcb67. They will be assisting my takeover of the world. We will begin by making a bot that doesn't break, doesn't have ugly code, and does my taxes. Perhaps also a Discord bot for everyone as well (mainly going be for us mods though).

Here's a little something about each of them:

/u/DaJuukes Hi! I'm a Node.js specialist and work in Discord and Reddit bots, along with Ethereum stuff. You can find more info about me here: http://dajuukes.codes

/u/bcb67 Hey Reddit squad! Just wanted to introduce myself, I'm /u/bcb67 and I'm going to be joining the /r/fortnitebr team to hopefully write some cool moderation tools / bots. I'm 21 years old and am a Senior at NC State University in Raleigh NC. I actually work as a part time Information Security Analyst @ Epic.

CSS/Designer(s)

Please welcome your new fashion designers /u/scorpionmechanic , /u/Ullaakut, and /u/Mastergoat. Two of which I've seen some brief initiative taken to help out, but I look forward to new ideas and new eyesores for everyone to look at! Being serious, I hope to tackle some long wanted features such as night mode, a proper filter, and a fancy sidebar.

Here's a little something about each of them:

/u/Ullaakut I'm a French software engineer working in Luxembourg (just fresh fired one week ago, my whole project team along with a few others have been trashed). I'm 99% backend but I still have some old skills in design and frontend so it should be fine for the job here. I'm 23, I like making video games on the Unreal Engine, playing tennis, and working on open source projects!

/u/Mastergoat Hey I'm MasterGoat (damn I wish I made a new account before this!) I'm a 20 year old FortNiteBR Addict from Darwin, Australia. My days consist of working for the government for 8 hours then another 8 hours of trying to get those Victory Royales! I've been creating my own video games and websites for a few years now and am happy I can finally apply that experience properly to a community that has been a big part of my life the past 6 months. Look forward to help make this site snazzy and pretty for you all!

/u/ScorpionMechanic Ok, my name is u/ScorpionMechanic, I just joined the FortniteBR Mod Team as a CSS Designer. IDK if my age will be a problem, but, I recently turned eighteen. I've been doing Graphic Design for almost ten years, mostly doing personal works or commissions from friends of my parents. I'm the designer of the FortniteBR subreddit. Both the Valentines and the Normal version. Also, help me to git gud. I haven' won in weeks.

[jiohenzewy]

Stream of Consciousness #1

tl;dr: I find myself. Any feedback/advice is appreciated. Also, if you actually read this terrible thing, you have a much hardier disposition than I and I love you forever.

Stream of Consciousness #1

I really like analyzing pieces of art and I don’t really understand why, maybe this will help me ralizae that why, I don’t really know. I don’t know how to spell consciousness.i relaly don’t get it.

Like a month or two ago I watched a videe essay or two about ghost in the shell and those videos led me to realize that GITS was one of the best anime I’ve ever seen, which isnt saying much since I don’t watch a metric fudge ton of anime like iive seen people like my friends do. (side talk to chris about froyo). But yeah I like analysis. Its fun.

Just fucking fuck I don’t know how to word  this. Like this is just for me idk what to say. Like that is what the problem always was with spleaking my thoughts is that I had to make palatable for who the audience of my words was but now the audience of those words now is me,, but also future me, so I guess I need to make this as clear as possible. But fuck that shit. Why do I need to be required to be anyone els but who I am right now. Fuck you future me. I cant even be true to myself to myself. I really just need practice expressing myself and practice in you know the work. I need practice in creating something and right now this is that something which to be honest is kind of shitty cuz this is just a bunch of words but just keep writing keep writing keep writing

I really like that show sequlitis but tons of other stuff too. When I think of hypothetical influences to my hypothetical works I think vsauce, pbs idea channel, nerdwriter, lots of nerdwriter, mrbtongue, casey neistat (but hes more inspirtation in that a inspirational cat poster inspires you) others that im forgetting, mr plinkett obvi, fucking fuck other ppl that I forget? Who are these fucking ppl fuck.

I don’t even know anymore

Before that gits analysis shit I was also planning an essay/video essay where I discuss how darth vader lost his mojo in the rouge one movie and I was gonna cite some shit. I then believed that a lot of that argument when down the crapperwhen I was reminded that there was simply someone else behind the mask in said movie but Ive understood and know for what seems like forever that an argument can always be made if u find the evidence for it and a compelling thesis. And what is a feeling you feel in a movie or any art piece than the impetus for a thesis in an analytical work. With that In mind im gonna straight copy/paste the work ive done on that subject down here right now:

“Darth lost his mojo

-mysticism

             -force

             -name

-cool factor, mascot factor, mickey mouse factor

             -Lightsabers

             -promotion for star wars merch across the ages

I was prequel era, not here to judge, star wars is many things with many audiences, ideas of what star wars IS, all ideas equally valid”

So yeah that was some stuff. That conclusion is kinda weak though I need to express my love for some prequel shit a lot more and how It kept the flame going albeit shittily, how both clone wars series can be argued made the prequel series worth it

The thing with the prequel series is that the concept behind it was always worth it. I really resound (?) with the idea that any idea is totally worth it, that any thought/feeling is completely worth it, you just need an excellent execution to make that idea worth it to other ppl…

OH GOD THE MASK

But yeah right now ive included a lot if ideas here that are totally worth it but the execution is bat shit insane. Idk if im going to go back and edit this shit into (a) more cohesive work(s). I kinda don’t want to cuz im lazy but one can never know.

I said a few enter hits back that ive understood forever that an argument is always worth it as long as you find the evidence but that isn’t necessarily true. I mean that feeling was always within my core but the people who brought it out of me were my mentors in my career endeavor, my high school teachers. Andrews and mostly Williams laid down the skeleton and the technical work behind bringing that idea out of me by teaching be the structure of paragraphs and essays and arguments and debates and what not. Gleason and yeah most definitely MOSTLY OUR GOD IN MORTAL FORM ON THIS EARTH REYNAGA brought the feeling and emotion and passion as to why that technical stuff matters out of me. They extracted that passion out of my core and said “you know that shit Andrews and Williams gave you? You can use that shit to be a fucking artist” “be an artist” reynaga told me. Be a fucking artist. Shout out to Andrews again though for teaching me world history and showing me a documentary that completely redefined how I saw myself spiritually and religiously. But yo reynaga definitely extended that spiritual side of me as well, showing to me how I responded so viscerally to the symbols and metaphors used in catholicism and catholic mass.

And yon now that I think about it, my religion probably explains a lot as to why I love analyzing shit.

I need to go back and edit this I really fucking do.

Like I feel really good about myself right now but the thing is this is where I usually stop in writing my thoughts out. I don’t go back and do the hard stuff and edit for a generaller audience. I do this shit for me and me only. Which is fucking fair to do, if that you, you do you, boo boo. But that’s not me, I wannna communicate myself to an audience, I wanna create a really good work and share it, yes to eventually make a living off of, but just to accomplish what I want to accomplsuh. To realise my passion in creating analytical essays or analytical video essays or analytical whatevershit.

I don’t really fucking know to be honest I don’t really know

Could I post this is on tumblr? If I do will I put tags on it so ppl will find that shit? Probably

Yo If youre reading this it means appriximatelyu 2 things, maybe more we’ll see:

1)      That I actually posted this on tumblr

2)      That I probably put tags on it tagging shit like “#ghost in the shell” or “#star wars” or “#analysis” or #analytical essay or some shit

3)      That you have a really fucking strong mind to deal with my bullshit, go fucking you I hope you have good days for eternity

Any and all feedback would be fucking amazing

Especially feedback on how to end streams of consciousness

The end, I guess?

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