#jolly cooperation

[this-game-has-themes]

collab redraw of an old piece of official art, featuring @ask-alf-oddworld's wonderful linework and my sketch+colors :) we both had a grand old time with this

[skitter-skatter69]

I don’t think it’s officially stated anywhere, it might be, but I like to think this way. Whenever I’m playing elden ring and I see the white phantoms of other players just exploring or opening a door or climbing a ladder, I wonder if those are the same players seeing me at the same time. Like I hope it’s mutual. I hope that I’m really seeing that other explorer at that moment. In such a vast land to explore in, this other person and I, untold miles separating us, happened to be finding the same site of grace at the same time and got to meet (however briefly) just to affirm that we’re not alone. To see what the other person made it here with, how cool they look and how I wish I could ask where that helmet came from, but there’s not even a name. Just an instant of eye contact between them.

[landrick-lycidas]

this is solaire. i am aware that we have seen his modelled face, but his helmet has always implied a beautiful handsome face underneath. you also expect his face to look like his helmet, in a way? like the vibe of his face would match the vibe of his helmet.

a man with a helmet or mask that he never takes off is infinitely more sexy than an attractive man who sometimes wears a helmet. it’s about the mystery. the mystique. is there nothing under there or a monster under there or a scary looking guy (all three uniquely charming). you’ll never know. it’s also doubly attractive if he takes his shirt off but keeps the helmet on. you agree

[marchentraume]

[sp00kysk3lly]

“I found the Grinch to be a relatable, engaging character. And I was really with him right up to the point that he succumbed to social convention and returned the presents and saved Christmas. What a buzzkill that was.”

[marlenedietrichuneenfantdusiecle]

Gary Cooper and Marlene in Morocco.

[appleimps]

The Marais Executioner's Sword would have been a better weapon choice aesthetically speaking for my Ganon cosplay build, but I decided that being thematic with Lightning incants+Death sorceries was more important, so I emulated his Greatswords style instead

[imaginejolls]

fighting for my life commuting somewhere for 4th day in the past week and i'm just so tired

[bubblegumfae]

setting off fireworks in sea of thieves and having another crew join in setting off fireworks is just *chef’s kiss* peace and love on planet ocean

[privcharlie]

Cooper Anderson - It's Complicated

She met him before her first deployment and didn't immediately realize who he was to her brother, but it didn't really matter back then. They fucked for a while and then split. The last person she expected to come across when she returned to LA was him, but it was like no time had passed as they fell right back into each other. Maeve would be the first to tell you that she's not really sure what she feels for Cooper. It's supposed to be just sex, except nothing is ever that simple, not for Maeve anyway.

[this-game-has-themes]

utterly loveless, completely emotionally bankrupt yaoi, this time featuring a drabble by the fantastic @lair-of-the-white-worm below!

Molluck’s breath was wet and sour against Abe’s lips, like old cigars and spoiled meat. His tongue pushed past, thick and slimy, flicking against Abe’s teeth, tasting him, swallowing him. Abe let it happen. He didn’t flinch, didn’t resist. He just let his mind drift.

The cigar in his fingers burned low, a slow ember in the dim room. He stared at it absently, watching the curl of smoke rise and dissipate. His mind drifted. He imagined pressing it right into the soft, bulging white of Molluck’s eye. Would it sizzle? Pop? Would he finally hear Molluck make a sound that wasn’t a growl, a grunt, a hungry, slurping moan?

Molluck’s large hands, cold and clammy, gripped Abe’s sides as he worked himself closer, deeper, as if there was anything left to take. His skin was sickly, veiny, grayish-pale under the office’s dim lights, and without the power of his suit, he was just.. a thing. A lump of flesh. A grotesque, deformed slug with pathetic legs and disgustingly long arms. His small lower body twitched and shifted against Abe’s own, his gross, pathetic attempt at pleasure.

Why had Abe ever been afraid of him?

Molluck wasn’t power when he was like this. He wasn’t industry. He wasn’t the shadow looming over RuptureFarms, over the Mudokons, over Mudos. No, when he was like this, he was just some old pervert. Some desperate, lonely, panting, disgusting thing. And Abe was here, trapped in his grasp, letting this happen.

The cigar smoldered between his fingers. He stared at it, detached. He thought about the revolting squelch of Molluck’s mouth against his, and how he might never be able to get the feeling off his lips.

Molluck pulled back slightly, his lips slick with spit, his thin chest heaving. “You’re a natural, Abe,” he croaked with a grin.

Abe didn’t respond. He just sat there, the cigar still in his hand, the ember glowing faintly. He glanced down at Molluck’s twisted, mottled form, the way his gangly body sagged abnormally. Molluck reached for him again, his touch cold and clammy, but Abe didn’t flinch.

He didn’t care anymore. About Molluck, about what was happening, about the humiliation sinking into his gut like a stone. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered. The Glukkon’s massive hands moved to touch him—fumbling, pawing, pathetic. Abe felt nothing. Not fear nor arousal, not even disgust anymore. Just an overwhelming sense of detachment. Molluck grunted and laughed softly, drunk on his own sense of power, but Abe only watched him with a blank stare.

He felt nothing. Not revulsion, not desire, not anger. Just.. numb. Just floating. Just waiting for this to be over.

[im-a-silly-goose]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Twin Peaks (TV 1990) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dale Cooper/Albert Rosenfield Characters: Albert Rosenfield, Dale Cooper (Twin Peaks), Andy Brennan, Lucy Moran, Denise Bryson, Tommy "Hawk" Hill, Harry Truman (Twin Peaks) Additional Tags: Transgender Albert Rosenfield, Autistic Dale Cooper (Twin Peaks), Transitioning, Transfem Albert Rosenfield, One-Sided Dale Cooper/Harry Truman (Twin Peaks), Mutual Pining, Crying Summary:

Albert figures out who 'he' truly is. During this journey, with all the twists and turns it takes 'him', 'he' falls in love with a good friend.

[sollucets]

in anticipation of dlc soon i have reupped my ps4 to play elden ring and am engaging in my favorite pastime (sunbro!) and it does. feel nice. enjoying liking things again

[lastoneout]

People really do assume the FromSoft formula is just "super hard boss fights" but really it's Tall Ladies, Hidetaka Miyazaki's barely contained masochistic death fetish, incredibly hard but usually fair boss fights, community graffiti, annoying rat, even more annoying dog, walk walk fashion baby, poison swamp, bottomless pit, Large Jovial Dad Figure, jolly cooperation, Berserk Reference, and slapstick comedy.

[kyfite]

It's time to rip and tear in some jolly cooperation

[death-rebirth-senshi]

The problem with doing a strength/faith build in Elden Ring is there are too many strength/faith somber weapons