#in the fight where chou lost their eye they were stuck for Months the first run trying to find a way to squeak through the fight
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Been working on some first run Chou sprites for funsies, here’s a handful of the ones I’ve done so far
#keese draws#isat#new game+#comic siffrin#comicfrin#isat siffrin#I mainly just wanted to figure out how chou may express differently than normal siffrin#they are alas far less kitty cat </3#but yeah even in their first run they were generally much lower energy than siffrin mostly due to stress#they are less used to traveling for long periods of time along with the whole savior thing going on#and while they start off generally handling their timeloop situation well enough even by the time they get the second orb they’re Tired man#and after the incident where they lost their eye they’re So ready for this to be over#and they haven’t even hit the wall of their final boss fight yet it took them a long while to get through that for the first time#the main thing is that their party spended most of their journey far more underleveled#for most of the main fights they were able to scrape through since the crew did have some disproportionally powerful abilities earlier than#the isat party would have similar skills (like their first recruit is a full blown shield specialist)#but as they got further and further and the boss gimmicks got more specific and punishing it would get Much harder#in the fight where chou lost their eye they were stuck for Months the first run trying to find a way to squeak through the fight#in game terms basically trying to abuse the consistent rng seed to find a chain of actions that would let them win#long story short the boss basically acts as a harsh punish for their lack of a proper healer#it also for realsies kills people like. during the battle. so the margin for error is slim to none.#basically once it takes out someone it’ll continue to target them and it can’t have its intent redirected#and it’s resistant to all craft types until it’s about to and failed to perform the final blow attack#without going too much into the party comp and how they generally fight just know that even if they weren’t underleveled this would low key#hard counter them since their whole game plan is about redirecting damage and simply killing the enemy before it kills them#so during this first run this fight was actual hell for chou to figure out and poor bastard hadn’t even hit their worst wall yet 😔#anyways that was a whole ramble that had nothing to do with the actual post I’m making. whoops.#point is they’ve earned the right to be low energy and stressed as hell they were Not built to carry a rpg party
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Morning Mistakes [Peter Parker]
[Trust Issues Series P.5]
Pairing: College!Peter Parker x College!Female!Reader [In their 20′s], Peter Parker x Past!Female!Reader [3rd Person]
A/N: This is so incredibly late, and definitely not long enough to make up for it. I’m sorry. Stress has been eating me alive, but I’m slowly coming back, I promise.
Warnings: Angst, cursing, heartache and mentions of pain, slight hangovers (I don’t drink, so I’m sorry for any inaccuracies).
Part 4, Masterlist, Part 6
Morning came quietly and gently, not as abruptly as it could have. Light woke him up, soft and warm on the cheeks of his face. It came in little strips, his blinds blocked most of the light, but not all of it. For a moment or two, Peter was peaceful. The world was quiet, he was calm and oddly well rested. He even felt warm and comfortable. His eyes scanned his ceiling for a moment, slowly realizing he was in his small living room and not his bedroom. Wait- when did he even go to sleep? How did he fall asleep on the floor- god- his head hurt. Grunting softly, he turned his head.
There you lay, curled up next to him, your arms gently wrapped around his torso- now he knew where the warmth was coming from. You- and by god you looked so-
No.
No he could not do this. Not to you and not to himself. You could destroy him if he let you, and he’d be damned if he ever did. So despite the pounding in his head and the ache in his bones, he tried his best to peel away from you without waking you up. He knew he could use his strength to force you off, but he might hurt you in the process, as well as wake you up. He didn’t want to do either, so he kept up his slow approach- but you shifted and gripped him tighter, mumbling in your sleep. His heart clenched painfully and he hissed under his breath. This wasn’t fucking fair. He promised himself he wouldn’t do this, but now here he was, stuck like-
“Peter?”
Well shit, now he was stuck staring down at you. Stuck between two big choices, and he knew it. Depending on what he chose, he’d either end up bringing you closer, or destroying what could be. He decided on neither, and chose a third option, one that could lead to anything. Anything he wanted or anything he didn’t.
“Sorry.”, he says, voice unusually calm, “Guess we fell asleep. That shouldn’t have happened, heh. Uh, anyway, I’m kinda busy today. I hate to shove you out but..?”
Peter stared at you, hoping you’d get the hint. He couldn’t be forceful to save his life, but he could to save another. No lives were in danger here, though, so he couldn’t.
“O-Okay? Uh.. I’ll uhm.. grab my things.”, you said, and he almost stopped you as you gently peeled away from him. Almost. You looked upset and a little shocked- he also felt cold. He could tell you expected something of him, but he refused to acknowledge what. If he did, there would be no going back. Letting you come over was such a bad idea. He’d never forget the sight of your face first thing in the morning or the way your arms felt around him. It was new and so different- but he couldn’t let himself have it. It wouldn’t be fair to you. So he just watched you gather your things and throw a coat on. As you pull your shoes on he rushes to grab the scarf and beanie you’d lent him.
“Here, don’t want you forgetting these.” I don’t need anymore traces of you.
You look surprised, “Oh- I said you could-”
He presses them into your hands, “You need them.” I can’t keep them- I can’t need you.
“Oh. Okay.”, you say, and you look dejected as you do. It hurts him in some weird way he can’t describe. He wants to yell at you to leave because how is this fair? How can he only know you barely a month and already feel some butterflies? The butterflies seem to bite- his senses just scream and he hates it. He’s hurt enough- lost enough, when can he be at peace in his everyday life?
“I’ll see you in class.”, he says, letting you out the door. Once it closes, he presses his forehead against the cold of it. His hands ball into fists and he fights the urge to look out the window and watch you go. Would you look back? Would you look back at him- see the screaming in his eyes and come back in? You’re not her, you never were and you never will be, but you almost feel like her. You feel like her but better by miles. It’s as if you’re softer- warmer. It’s as if you’re pure and true, like he’s finally seeing that she never was, but no. That can’t be true. It won’t be true. She loved him and broke him and dammit he’s sure you’ll do the same. If you don’t, he knows he will. It’s a lose lose situation.
He doesn’t know if you look back, or where you go. He won over the urge, and you text him when you’re safely back home. He’s relieved, but he doesn’t reply.
It’s time to pull back. He has to pull away- he just has to survive a few more weeks and then he’s free. He won’t see you for over a month, maybe longer. You don’t have the same major, and you might not have the same classes as him.
He just has to go a few more weeks unscathed.
Why does it seem so impossible?
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#peter parker#peter parker x you#peter parker x reader#peter parker reader insert#peter parker fic#peter parker fanfic#peter parker fanfiction#peter parker imagine#peter x you#peter x reader#peter reader insert#peter fic#peter fanfic#peter parker angst#yikes#so late smh#for shame
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