#learn how to act gd

[bamber344]

people really need to learn how to not read stuff they don't like instead of going into it and then insulting the author and leaving a shit review because the whump story that was explicitly stated to be whumpy in the desc had whump in it

(got a half-star review for project genesis on royal road that tanked my stats 😢)

[neverendingford]

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[norrington-hell]

hello yes if we are mutuals and you bear me any love please vote for Hackearney in this poll

Josh Washington x Chris Hartley (Climbing Class)

1. they're so iconic, so cute, so tragic. just the true otp

Laura Kearney x Travis Hackett (Hackearney)

1. they have a cool dynamic. they could be a battle couple!

[ifievertoldyou]

month 3 of being in autistic burnout 😍 i sure am doing rn!!!

[soupbitch-moneybitch]

you know what's so gd impressive about ofmd? like, maybe the most impressive part of the whole already very impressive show? how well-rounded the characters are for how little time they have to be on screen

i spent many years in the fandom of another ensemble cast show that had a million seasons and hour-long episodes, and maybe like, five of the characters were worth the time of day. ofmd, tho, not only has an incredibly quality core cast, but even the characters they introduce for five seconds manage to have depth and appeal

take ned low's crew for example. we have a bunch of people who take up maybe a third of the episode's screen time, but by the end, the script and acting are so good that you're rooting for them as they unionize and sail away to greater pastures

then you have characters that are great on their own, but also enhance the main characters in the span of like six seconds

evelyn? a godsend, 11/10, want her back, and she was the impetus for mary taking control back over her life. steak "steaky" knife? rip big man, we knew you for two minutes but loved you, and you gave us slight insight into izzy's history/influence on the republic of pirates. hornigold wasn't even really hornigold and yet we /still/ managed to get backstory about him and learn things that added context to how ed turned into blackbeard

honestly, the amount of talent it takes to be able to make almost every character on the screen someone who either 1. drives the plot forward somehow, 2. is just delightful and entertaining, or 3. is a combination of both, all within a space the size of a needle tip is fucking astonishing. as a professional writer i am horny for how well these mother fuckers hone their craft, and as a fan of the show i'm just extremely well-fed

i've said it before, but this is genuinely so much more than a gay little pirate show (although it is also that, and i love that about it). it has so much artistic depth and everyone involved has talent coming out every orifice. i am so glad i have the privilege of watching it. every part of it is so refreshing, i am genuinely in constant awe

[escapetheslaughters]

Attention- I'm still hot about it so I gotta make it known because I've had it up to the gills with it.

How I run my blog. Is how I run my blog. If people would take the time to read my gd page for just a few seconds -- you'd know right away this is an AU of Bloodmoon... Who has had the chance to learn some things about life. Who had the chance to learn how to grow, make connections, have friends, family and find love.

I have stated on the initial intro of the blog that I can get NSFW sometimes.

I've stated and fixed and made arrangements for tags to be made when I have said things happen.

I just find it funny that every time Bloodmoon has a moment of peace, or a moment to learn, to be spontaneous or being loving towards family -- someone has got to make it THEIR MISSION...to question how I run my blog. To question: Why did Bloodmoon say this? Do that? Think this? Act like that?

Because they're -- first off-- a different Bloodmoon. They're not the original Bloodmoon. Secondly-- they've been altered a few times already. At their core, they're still killers. They're murderous. But it's being redirected and it's being managed. They're able to think past their hunger.

Every. Damn. Time. Bloodmoon does something spontaneous to grow to mature or even to just be silly or to jump into something wild because THAT'S WHO THEY ARE?! If you have a problem with the way I write these AU characters, then step off. I'm not gonna keep being questioned at every fucking turn like I'm doing something WRONG. I come here to relax and RP and be silly but LATELY it's like I can't catch a break here EITHER because someone doesn't like the way I run things on this blog. So either shut up, ask your questions with SOME level of decency and respectfully ask WHY rather than coming off like you got a problem with me, or step out the fucking door!

[honeytama]

hi its me the plus size reader again🤗🤗 dude okay so stay with me. noah coming to a function with you and notices how ur brothers friends act with you and is like seething the entire time until someone asks you to dance corridos, (i dance the old way) and he watches with HATE. pulling you away and gets super nasty and dominant towards you. that would be sooooo good🤭 thank youuuu

PLUS SIZE ANON ARE U LATINA/E YES OR NO 🎤 IM SCREAMING you’re a genius

let me pull myself togetherrrr, sfw jealous!noah under the cut

cw/tw controlling/dominant, i didn’t go super crazy bc im in my soft noah feels rn

ookokok soooo first of allll you’re in like a brand new outfit, and noah notices even though it’s like the first time he’s gone dancing with you. and you look so gd yummy!!! ass SO fat in your boot cut jeans or maybe a short little black dress OOF, and the titties are OUT

he can’t keep his hands off you the entire time you’re talking with your brother’s friends. his arm is around your waist and rubbing down your thighs,, but you know he’s just doing it to show them you’re his. and you wanna dance, and noah hasn’t learned just yet

so one of the friends asks you to dance,,, and you have to say yes obvi, you’re so well mannered. noah likes that about you, but he can’t help but ring his hands together and tap his leg anxiously watching you dance with another man. over the guys shoulder, you can see noah purse his lips and watch the ground.

corridos/norteñas is such an intimate way of dancing,,, noah can’t help but be angry that you’re on this man’s thigh?? and your chests r so close?? 😒 like CMON (but in the back of his head he knows you’re his and it’s just a dance)

but the worm in his brain!! it gets to him and he storms over to interrupt you

“y/n, you said just one song,” his voice is low but dominant and gives the guy a side eye

“baby it’s not a big deal—”

“you’re done.” he pulls you to the side, off of the dance floor

you get frustrated and serve his attitude right back, “i wouldn’t have to dance with another man if you knew how to dance, noah”

“then teach me.” he huffs, “i want to be the only man holding you like that. that way they’ll really know you’re mine”

you’re like oop 🫣 and then happy ending bc Noah’s so soft in my head rn,,, you get to teach him how to dance that night, he’s stays serious for you because he loves doing things WELL, and he can’t help but apologize to you about his behavior too awww

—Ugh I WANNA GO DANCING 🫠 ty for bringing this to me

[ca-suffit]

idek how to rly start this. it's a lot of heavy topics.

yesterday, I combined a lot of asks and an article for a post about this same topic. I didn't want it to turn into a reason to attack assad (a vulnerable target as a brown actor) but I didn't want to ignore the general subject either. this comes up in the fandom a *lot.* It should be given space to talk about bcuz there *is* a lot of racist shit being tied to it (I think I have other asks related to how, so I'll get into it more later too). this fandom is always talking about "nuance" but then works in extremes (and usually bullying) whenever anything comes up that could be explored.

anyways, here's my post and then compare it to this one

dismissing the topic like this at all and dismissing the whole thing, once again, as "fandom wank" is rly a choice. it's also a fucking joke and clear manipulation that the person who v literally *is* antiblack *all the fucking time* is using this as a reason to say that's not a serious criticism about her either. the permanent victimhood mentioned in every post never ends bcuz it's trying to get in ur head that she's incapable of hurting anyone.

all of this leads to more racial tension in the fandom and it's done on purpose so that nothing will ever be resolved. when u keep all racial discussions "other'd" then it means they never happen and ppl never take them seriously bcuz it's always seen as "not that deep."

there's never going to be unanimous support for or against most stuff that's talked about like this, bcuz when is there ever for most things?? we all have different experiences and opinions. but if u *never* talk about it then how does anyone learn anything?? how do u learn to break free of echo chambers and consider other perspectives?? (u don't and that's the point but that's why I'm underlining here why it's so dangerous to keep acting like this and normalizing it)

this fandom will analyze and make up shit to defend lestat or sam or anne rice all the gd time. unprompted. the mental gymnastics required to pull off half of that shit is insane, but u can't discuss anything else like that? u give all of *that* deep respect and think *that's* worth ur time but delving into fandom racism and all the ways u can explore loumand just by a topic itself with it....nothing to say there? that's just "wank"?? it's literally not even done out of a concern for assad's vulnerability in relation to this topic, it's just done to not disrupt the status quo of white fandom. I'm also p sure that main tweet comes from a black account, which should *also* not go unnoticed for why nalyra would post it and respond this way. this is the established pattern here.

[crescencestudio]

Intertwine Post-Mortem

i lied. i don’t know if this qualifies as a post mortem. i don’t even know what a post mortem is LMFAOkxkak

but this is my post intertwine release “devlog” chock full of dev experiences, behind the scenes looks, and more for those who want to know more about the process of creating intertwine and thoughts i’ve had in reflection of release/experiencing otojam!

it’s long bc in usual crescence fashion, a bitch loves to talk. so buckle in gamers!

my thank u offering for all the downloads and reviews

Committing to OtoJam

for those who didn’t know, i entered otojam on a sort of Whim. because i am deep in the alaris trenches, i didn’t want to distract myself for too long from my main game, especially when there are people who have paid to support development. after talking to some friends, i thought otojam would actually be good for me. i’d been struggling with burnout and was in a creative rut. on top of that, i’d been doing this dev thing for almost 2 years with no full game to show for it (cries). even if otojam would take time away from alaris, perhaps it would give me what i needed—a kick of Motivation, a dash of Creativity, and some GD Fun.

so i decided about two days into otojam to officially enter it! And thus Intertwine made its appearance

the graphic that started it all

Oh, we are Otojamming

the intertwine editing team assembled and we got to work. because i already had a pretty solid idea of the game (it had been an idea i was sitting on for a while), there was less time spent on brainstorming and more time spent on writing and editing the script. for playtesters, i already have a group for alaris, and a couple of them kindly offered to playtest intertwine for otojam. i spontaneously decided to cast a va after some discussions with the editing team, and max joined. then, with One Week left of otojam, faefield productions entered the scene!

regarding development, the first month was largely dedicated to the script. weeks 1-2 were writing and fleshing out. weeks 3-4 were dedicated to editing and fine tuning. when my editors were reviewing the script, i was creating all the art assets. after the first month, i would say we had most of the gui, one cg, and the base sprite done!

at that time i felt pretty good. we were making good progress! i even was productive on alaris and irl work!

then the Second Month happened lmao.

i always forget the Horrors of fine tuning a build. i’m projecting right now, but i’d argue a lot of developers forget or underestimate the fine tuning/ quality testing stage. during the 4th-6th weeks of otojam, i wrapped up all the assets needed for the beta build. i finished the remaining cgs, all sprite expressions, and the rest of the gui. then i coded all the features into a beta version: learning how to create a messaging system for the first time, nailing the multiple iteration mechanic, cutting and editing the voice acting audio, and other Horrors that i’m sure i’ve since blacked out from my memory all happened during the sixth week of otojam. i was truly in the Coding Trenches.

BUT i got the build done and was able to send it out to playtesters for a week of quality testing. spoiler alert: the build wasn’t perfect and there were many bugs that needed fixing. the seventh week—the second to last week of otojam—was dedicated to this as well as my own tinkering so that the build felt completely Perfect (making sure expressions r exactly how i want them, transitions and audio fade perfectly, animations are perfect, that godforsaken clickable string to get to the next iterations that No One was clicking. all of the tiny aspects that make a game feel really polished). I am Not good with grinding. Suffice to say this was probably the most miserable week.

me every hour: DID U CLICK THE STRING

But once again WE MADE IT! Near the end of the seventh week, orpheo of faefield productions reached out to me and after gushing to each other about how big of a fan we are of one another, we spontaneously collaborated for a custom OST. Enter the eighth week, and we were ALL grinding. playtesters trying out a second build within only two days. editing team making fine tuning edits for the best script. coding. voiced lines that needed the slightest bit of tinkering.

Come 3PM on june 30th (otojam ends 6pm june 30th) and i’m coding the new music room, adding and double checking the new ost, and more. Two hours pass and it’s 5PM. We have less than an hour to submit. 5:30something comes by and with shaky hands, i release the game page and submit to otojam.

flashbacks to college 11:59 deadlines fr

On top of last week crunching, i was also dealing with extreme prerelease stress. i’ve never released a full game before. a demo, i can change. i can still tinker. this isn’t the final product. But a Full Game? My god. what if ppl hate it? or worse, what if ppl are so apathetic, they don’t even look at it and it gets sent to the void? after all, this year’s entries are stunning. they are Bold and Creative and Fun and intertwine is so….

Boring?

Some Lessons��Take Them or Leave Them

lesson 1. don’t listen to prerelease anxiety. that is the devil talking to you. if u have friends at least they will play and be nice to u. if u don’t have friends and no one plays, well it’s not the end of the world!!!! there’s always the next game. and u fckn know what? at least u Made that shit. keep ur head high, icon.

lesson 2. have fun and take care of yourself. the reception to intertwine has been amazing. i couldn’t be happier with it. but at the end of the day, the reason i look back on otojam fondly is because of the very dear friends i had to support me and have fun with me thru it all. life is meant to be enjoyed. it’s meant to be about memories, not metrics! never forget what’s truly important in life (cheesy, everyone boos me, but i’m right idgaf)

where would i be without them

lesson 3. plan. there is room for spontaneity and flexibility. after all, u can’t guarantee everything will go to plan. but with otojam being a crunch, plan as much as you can beforehand to not stress urself out during it. with intertwine, i had a somewhat outline and at least a pretty good idea of the concept, game mechanics, narrative design, mood board, etc. i had character concept art of van. if i had to do all of this during otojam we wouldn’t have made it i’m so srs. i also think when u plan as much as u can before, u have more room and time to have fun during! more polished build and more loving memories it’s a win win.

early concept art tbh i never thought it’d see the light of day

Typical Brand of Crescence Cheesiness

if you’ve made it this far ur a real one. all i have left to say is thank you for the support. while i was proud of intertwine (until the last week of otojam lol), i didn’t know what the response would be. to receive so many kind words has been unbelievably heartwarming.

as i said before, i’ve been in this game dev thing for 2 years with nothing to rly show for it. but during otojam, i could really feel the skills and experiences i’ve gained shine thru. i had a better handle on narrative design, coding things, integrating gui, and even more dev friends to talk to (thank u to all my friends who have played and messaged me U DONT KNOW HOW MUCH I LUV U). it was rewarding in a different sense compared to releasing a game, and i really am glad i did otojam to give me that perspective <3

a lot of things seemed to cockblock otojam this year (or so i’ve heard) between the sheer amount of entries (go us tho), the release of a lot of aaa otome games, and then twitter literally breaking less than 24 hours after otojam ended. even with all that, i’ve been so humbled and honored to see ppl enjoy intertwine. the comments i’ve gotten have honestly made me emotional, with many of you comparing it to games that i heavily admire and or expressing emotions i never would’ve dreamed to have been able to instill.

the otojam experience has been incredible, from the memories to the game to the reception. and i’m very grateful for all the people who made it that way! thank you for enjoying our silly little game made with our grubby little fingies. i hope you all continue to enjoy intertwine (and the other otojam entries from this year) and van!

i luv u all!

[romanarose]

Congrats on 2000 followers!

I love your Puppy Girl and Guard Dog Joel fics because WOOF (literally). I was wondering what would happen if Guard Dog Joel and reader would see Puppy girl!reader and her Joel out on a walk? Or if Guard dog Joel and Puppy Girl were in the same room together? Would they be besties or enemies? Would they get it on instincutally and be little slobbery messes over each other or resist because they're good for their masters?

As always, love you and can't wait to see what you write next!🫶

IM SOOOOOOOO SORRY I NEVE DID THIS!!!!

I should have never done 2k followers while still in school. I was already burn out, school was so much and then the drama happened ;-;

anyway I'm trying to get through it now!!!

For those unfamilar, over on my dark side blog I got two stories

Puppy Girl: Joel and Tommy keep reader as their "pet" and she likes to live as a puppy, crawling on her hands knees, barking, playing fetch... fuck'n

Guard Dog: Raider Joel raids the wrong house and gets non conned... then reader makes him her guard dog. Tess and Joel vibes.

For Clarity...

Puppy Girl = Puppy Girl reader

GD!Joel = Guard Dog Joel

GD!Reader = Guard Dog reader

Owner!Joel = Puppy Girl's owner Joel

GD!Joel would be.... confused.

There's a lot of differences between him and puppy girl!

Puppy Girl lives more like a puppy and GD! Joel is more human and normal.

I think if they met, say, in Boston, GD! Joel would be a little concerned like... Oh is this what she wants me to be like? He doesn't think he likes that. GD!Joel likes the collar but he doesn't want to crawl...

out side of occasionally crawling to her to fuck her or eat her out... thats it

He thinks puppy girl is cute of course bc Joel loves you in every universe <3

He does not want to be cute.

Theres some things he finds appealing. He sees how brainless puppy girl is... he's working on that. It is nice having GD!reader make choices for him. All he has to do is beat up and shoot anyone who tries to hurt her.

GD!Reader probably laughs with Joel at how Puppy Girl is so attached to Joel, how she crawls around and acts like a real puppy, bowl and all. GD!reader thinks GD!Joel should drink from a bowl.

Puppy Girl thinks GD!Joel is scary but intriguing.

Maybe Puppy Girl crawls over to him, sniffling him...

GD!Reader tells him to sit down and "play" which makes GD!Joel mad, but he does sit.

Puppy girl comes up and sniffles his hand, then licks it. GD!Joel chuckles. He thinks she's really pretty up close and he likes her cute little collar.

They definetly want each other

I think they'd try to resist because they are good. Owner!Joel can be very mean if puppy girl is bad, but thats not often. Honestly she hasn't misbehaved since training...

But Joel lets her play Tommy, doesn't he?

You look up and Owner!Joel is talking to GD!Reader so maybe she can get closer...

Puppy Girl crawls over very quickly and GD!Joel falls back and Puppy girl jumps her two front paws on his chest and begins licking his face!!!

"Puppy!" Owner Joel scolds her, scooping her up and into his arms.

"S'alright..." GD!Joel whipes his face and stands up, blushing

GD!reader teases GD!Joel as they leave, calling it puppy love.

GD!Joel asks her "D'yuh want me to be like... that?"

She'll shake her head. "Nah, ain't much good to me with 2 braincells. I like watching your beat someones ass when they look at me wrong."

GD!Joel smiles.

Back home, Owner!Joel tells Tommy puppy girl was humping another puppy and they need to punish her so she learns <3

It's a fun punishment.

[annislittleshopofhorrors]

We all see that she even tries to leave behind and ignore the films that may not do well. Maybe she has changed and improved. She is in a relationship with a man who is more experienced. Both in life and at work. She may have learned a lot from Chris. And she is trying to get better...//

Margs here, late night rant. (Post at your own discretion, friend). Uhhhhh. What is this? Are you forgetting MHGTP and her peak show WN? MH did well in getting attention for fashion/costuming. WN she was the lead character who was supposed to be a bad ass. While they might not have been critical successes, she failed to truly invest in the projects as far as overall promotion. Sure there are interviews, one premiere- but she dropped these projects like a bad habit …and the fact…the glaring fact that her coworkers were happy to put the time into it made a big difference. It comes off as selfish and entitled from her side. Idk if the goal is to just…stop acting…..but if it’s to learn from Chris, I’ve got some bad news. He didn’t want to do cap. He doesn’t want to direct anymore. (We think). He doesn’t want to produce. He turned down really good roles in favor of mediocre ones…and for the money. If it’s to stop acting…well that’s funny too, bc remember when Chris was like “wah wah if I didn’t act, idk WHAT I would do” 😂😂🤷🏻‍♀️sounds like he true love has helped him really explore his potential.

I really fail to see where she’s getting better. She doesn’t invest in the people that invest in her (and I mean from a public front. Which just seems odd). Why even have a dumb Instagram if all you’re going to do is delete negative comments about yourself and let your bf do all the heavy lifting….so you can benefit by looking good? What did she learn? Not to contribute bc she’s garbage? You notice she’s v concerned with how things look. I won’t shame a photoshopped waist. Who GAF. but defending her moms age (when no one asked her to), doubling down re: yoga certificate (when no one asked her to), attempting to post her noods then getting an article about it (that no one saw), asking her FANS. HER. FANS to take down pics she’s not happy with, having her own mother claiming her shutting down IG was to improve things (and it’s not true) like…for someone who is learning….she’s awful concerned with how she’s perceived, but to like an odd level in my opinion. Trust me when she grows up and her balls drop, she won’t GAF. But to say she’s learning and growing i just 😂 did alba just write her own GD ask so we can take her seriously?

**I realize me writing this dissertation means I’m paying attention in any case. But don’t get it twisted. I am a disgusted fan, who is scooting out the door So 🤷🏻‍♀️��

I really love your late night rant (when I'm having lunch 😅). What really gets me is how she treated her fans. Her fans spent money on her and the only thing she could do was posting a tweet. And this this was not long time ago - "trying to get better" my ass 🙄

[semperreformanda]

life update

last june my boss let me go for “not being a good fit”

it didn’t take me long to put two and two together and realize that the big reason was because of my pregnancy. and the biggest support to this theory was he talked negatively about a coworker (who was in the company for 6+ years) who got pregnant, saying stuff like “I don’t want her back … I already know how it goes when employees get pregnant, they’ll start calling out … I don’t want to deal with that” he would say all that stuff to me and others behind her back so I knew I was only gonna stick around to save some $$$ and use the insurance as much as I could

(oh and she was forced to resign bc they literally did not want her there anymore 🙃)

but when it finally happened it drove me in anxiety and anger because I had relied on the insurance especially bc I AM PREGNANT

yes it is illegal yes I should have reported it but I had no energy to do anything

but God reminded me through it all that He provides and He does! and so silly of me to think He could provide for my greatest need (my salvation through Christ) but not provide for our little earthly needs

another reason I was annoyed was I was already planning to quit but they beat me to it 😂 but that was honestly the worst company I’ve ever worked for. I could not deal with the constant disrespect and the yelling and the cussing and their questionable ethics

they stole an engineer’s professional seal and stamp it on their projects WITHOUT HIS APPROVAL meaning all projects are “approved” 🥴 this was the last straw for me bc imagine all the hazards

anyways… that was almost 3 months ago and I honestly feel so relieved to not be working there anymore. I spent too many times feeling so incredibly stressed out and then even more stressed out that I may be hurting the baby from it

speaking of… I am already 27 weeks pregnant today 😭 I remember when I first saw that faint line and thought I was hallucinating things. we tried for months only with a stark white test every month, so seeing a shadow of a line sent chills down my spine. and 27 weeks later my little bubba has gotten so big and active 😭 I love him so much

like it’s so crazy how he’s so close to me but also so far it’s like a long distance relationship 🥴💀

also learned a lot about gestational diabetes bc my hypochondriac brain was convinced I HAD IT

apparently it’s not due to your diet and you can’t even cause it. shocking how this is not widespread knowledge, because so many moms feel guilty for failing their baby when they’re diagnosed but in reality it is mostly your placenta being a jerk 😭

so for the past few days when I got the call that I failed my 1 hour I acted like I had gestational diabetes 😭 became very picky with what I ate, which is hard bc my culture loves rice 😭 and I took 10 min walks after meals

all I could think about was my blood sugars spiking and how I needed to bring it down 💀

also I had to fast for at least 8 hours before I could do my 3 hour glucose test which was honestly so hard bc if you’ve been pregnant you know the pregnancy hunger pangs!!! I cried after my test because I was anxious about having GD and also I felt so bad for my baby 😭😭 like I starved him 😂 even though I know he’s fine in there because placenta n all dat

anyways I just wanted to let you guys in on that bc why not and also I’m bored and drinking chai while my husband works besides me 🙂🤠

[kagoutiss]

I've got it, that's how you make Ganondorf take a gd break if he's sick, you act like you're really annoyed about it. "I'll take care of you. It's rotten fucking work, I'll do it but FUCK"

oh yeah if he’s like actively bleeding out everywhere and/or holding in his own entrails and someone acts concerned about it then he would be like This is not a big deal can u just mind your fucking business can u stop breathing down my neck for 5 seconds i hate you so much nobody loves you. and then if you go ‘OK’ and actually just ignore him then a min later he would be all indignant and start huffing really loud and eventually go Uhmmm, ahem, so,, haha i dont know if you noticed this or not, but i am. currently BLEEDING ALL OVER THE PLACE. if you EVEN CARE,

and people who know him really well would probably just learn to fast track the entire process by acting like he is a huge inconvenience and that he is running them ragged. because the king has intimacy issues that are so bad that otherwise he will just straight up die

[futurefind]

//Do you ever think about "Reamom" Master au. That is, au where Rea is 1. ~30 y.o Chaldea staff (cryptid to mage society proper, the Heart of chaldea thats done so much work to work on the entire staffs bonds, unity, and morale, even per-apocalypse. ft unofficially adopting mash and olga and those two having a strong bond) 2. long since eliminated from Master candidacy bc her circuitry is 'allergic' to Rayshifting and then 3. intentionally becomes/stays the (primary/acting) Master anyway because Ritsuka Fujimaru is a gd KID and god help her they're not being turned into Atlas if she can help it.

Do you ever think about how, while the heart of FGO stays the same— Rea's a perfect fit for canon Guda barring only her sparkles and their canon interest in mecha— it just... utterly flips the framing of its themes? From a shonen-esque coming of age story where growing up means taking on the world and being responsible for your impact on it, in the most extreme and horrific way possible... into a story about parenthood/caretaking, and an unwillingness to surrender any responsibility, even to those who can and/or should share in it, because it's not just your job to be Responsible, but to protect as many people as you can from that responsibility?

On how much no matter hard you can try to protect the ones you love, even- especially- children, you can't shield them from The Horrors that are intrinsic to life In A World? That taking it as a personal responsibility, as a personal failing, can and Will break you unless you learn to finally surrender and share the burden of Responsibility?

That there's no preparing for a life that leads into an empty nest, no matter how long you keep your kids in arm reach where it's safe, because it's rooted in everyone dying on you? That a career you love and home you cherished and children you adore can't save you from when the only thing that's left is a graveyard of even more dreams than bodies.

[tinycatstars]

Hi! Late to the writing rq'ing party probably because I'm Nervous tm but if its cool to ask for VE as well, can I ask for little Murrit and little Dismas, maybe destressing together after a rough day? I hc Murrit really likes bunnies and Dismas loves dragons, I think they'd like to share their plushies with each other. :}

-comfybuckets

AAA OMG!!! u are one of my fav ao3 authors !! i literally luv ur work so much, its actually what originally got me into ve !!! :D

i really hope u like this! its loosely based off of some of ur fics lol but yeaaa ! <3 <3

also lil warning there is some cussing in this btw !

Dismas’s day had been awful. 

He had been running from his lusus all day, finally taking refuge in a small cavern situated near his hive. It was just deep enough that the troll could hide in it without being spotted. He sat on the ground, trying to catch his breath and calm himself down. Small scratches covered Dismas’s body from falling earlier, but other than that, he was okay. 

The troll was just so, so tired. Tired from running, tired from the constant fear and adrenaline running in his body, tired of the stupid skulltitan that was always hunting him down. He wanted nothing more than to be somewhere soft, welcoming, and comforting. Somewhere familiar, somewhere that wasn’t here.

As much as he pained to admit it, he wanted to be with his kismesis. He missed Murrit, with his stupid endearing smile and his stupid comforting hive. 

While adult Dismas wanted to pretend like he didn’t need the other, little Dizzy just wanted to curl up in Murrit’s arms and cry, letting out his fear and frustration. He learned a while ago that the other troll had a surprising soft side that not many got to see often. A side that was really only meant for little Dizzy to see.

Dismas huffed, pulling out his phone from his pant’s pocket. He opens Skorp, and after a moment of hesitation, he begins to message Murrit.

gigantisDebilitation [GD] began trolling unclaspedKahuna [UK] at 6:37 PM

GD: Hey///

GD: /\re you /\t your hive?///

UK: >([ya w#at do u want]

GD: C/\n I come over?///

UK: >([i mean yea sure y t#o?]

UK: >([r u like? ok? srsly?]

GD: Ye/\h just///

GD: I need to get /\w/\y for /\ bit///

The troll cringed at his own message. What he really wanted to say was, “Hey, I really need to get away from this stupid fucking lizard and be small with you, please let me come over”, but Dismas knew he couldn’t send that. That would definitely freak Murrit out.

He takes another breath, quickly typing out another message before Murrit could respond to his last.

GD: My d/\y h/\s just been re/\lly b/\d /\nd I need some time to regress///

GD: /\nd I’d r/\ther do it with you///

GD: If th/\t’s ok/\y///

Dismas internally kicks himself. He really hopes Murrit doesn’t say anything about how desperate he sounded to come over.

UK: >([tb# ive felt p itty bity 2 today]

UK: >([so ya come over n we can c#ill]

UK: >([we can b small toget#errr lolol]

GD: Ok/\y///

gigantisDebilitation [GD] gave up trolling unclaspedKahuna [UK] at 6:51 PM

The troll lets out a sigh of relief. With only minimal grunting, Dismas got up from his spot and headed towards his hive to grab his spare go bag, which was home to all his little supplies. 

His body aches as he runs, but he knows it’ll be worth it if he can just get to Murrit’s house.

…

Murrit’s head hurt. A lot.

As much as she’d like to record the fight between shitlizard and Dismas, she really didn’t feel like it. The whole “fun exploitation theatrics” wasn’t sitting right with Murrit today, for some odd reason. Something about it made their stomach hurt, whether it was from the guilt or the blood, he wasn’t sure.

Still, they sat at their desk, staring at the screens in front of her. Her eyes burned from looking into them, studying them intently. He didn’t sleep the night before, just glaring blindly at the monitors until his vision went blurry. Despite how they acted, they really did care for their friends. That’s why she had to stay up, to make sure they all stay safe.

Especially Dismas, but he ignores that thought. She could only watch so much of today’s brawl before she switched to watching another camera, one that didn’t include her kismesis. They couldn’t do it today.

He just felt so off, like he wasn’t in his own body. Everything she did felt like she was puppeteering someone else into acting like a normal troll, but they weren’t a normal troll. He felt so small, smaller than he should. Sometimes it scared him when he got like this. It’s scary to go through… whatever this is alone. Some of his other friends had explained it to her before, saying that they went through it also. Something to do with trauma, or stress, or maybe both? She wasn’t sure, her head wasn't thinking straight.

But, even if being… small? Yes, that’s the word. If being small was scary, it wasn’t scary with Dismas or Albion or Sova. They all made things right, they made her feel right. 

He… he missed Dismas a lot right now. That’s why whenever the other had messaged him about coming over for some time to destress, of course she said yes. How could she not? She needed this as much as he did, and if they had to do it together, then they would. 

They can’t remember a time where she and Dismas had fallen into that headspace together. He doesn’t think they have done that before. It should be ok, right?

Murrit was doubting themselves. Her head is hurting badly now, the pounding of the migraine overtaking her thoughts. She lays her head down on the desk, closing his eyes to try to calm down. He couldn’t bring himself to move and get his medication, so this would have to do.

Breathe in, breathe out. It’s ok, you’re ok, Dizzy is on his way. He can help. 

They stayed like that for a while, eyes screwed shut to keep out any light that was coming from the computer screens, head resting on the desk. He was finally starting to calm himself down before Dismas arrived. They’d hate to put any more stress on the other troll by freaking out once he got here.

After a while, Murrit hears a knock at the door, causing the troll to jump in her seat. He gets up too fast, almost tripping on the way to unlock the door to their hive. 

As soon as the door is opened, Dismas stumbles into Murrit, wrapping his arms tightly around the other to encase her in a hug. Murrit hugs the other back, holding him gently. He was shaking, and even though no noise was escaping the boy, they could tell he was crying. Murrit tightens the hug, holding Dizzy close and allowing the other to sob into her shoulder. Murry had started to let her own tears fall, mostly out of relief that Dizzy was here, but some out of pain. Their migraine had gotten really bad, their head throbbing from every quiet cry she had let out.

The two sat like that for a while, crying and holding each other to comfort one another. It wasn’t until their sobs had quieted when they pulled away. Dizzy looked… bad. Some of his clothes were ripped up, his bandana falling down his face, his hair sticking up in every other direction. There was still fear in his eyes from earlier. He was clutching his overnight bag like it was a lifeline, like he was afraid he would lose it if he let go.

Murry didn’t look any better. His hair was a curly mess, his eye bags extremely prominent from the lack of sleep. Tears streaked her face, much like Dizzy’s. There was fear in her eyes as well, but not the same as Dizzy’s. Their fear was from being vulnerable, being in that headspace around others, a fear that they still hadn’t conquered.

Dizzy moves his bandana back up his face and asks “Uh… you okay?” His voice was low and quiet, and he spoke carefully as if he was still figuring out which words meant what. Murry starts to nod, before stopping himself. They shook their head slowly, a guilty look covering her face. 

“Me too”, Dizzy says. “S’ okay, though. We can just… just relax today.” Murry hums in agreement.

Dizzy looked around Murry’s hive, it was extremely hard considering how dark it was. He squinted to see the room was covered in dirty clothes, loose papers, unused electrical wiring. Despite how messy it was, it was oddly comforting to the troll. The mess showed that it was lived in, specifically by Murrit. It was kind of nice.

The younger of the two holds out her hand to Dizzy, silently asking him to take it. The older drops his bag first and then takes their hand, leading Murry throughout their own hive. Her other hand was twisted into her shirt, holding onto it for dear life. It was something Dizzy had noticed they did whenever they were nervous. He was confused about why Murry was so nervous, but didn’t say anything. They could always talk about it later, after all.

Murry lets out a quiet whine as the two are walking through the messy hive. Dizzy turns around to check on the other, only to find that the other troll’s eyes are screwed shut in pain. They moved their free hand from their shirt to their head, his palm pressed against his forehead. 

“What’s wrong?” Dizzy asks, concerned. 

Murry whines again, saying “Mm…m’ head hurts”. Dizzy frowns, ultimately deciding that their mission right now would be to go find some medicine for Murry.

The older troll squeezes Murry’s hand, then begins to lead him to the bathroom. Dizzy had been here enough times to know how to navigate through the other’s hive, even if he was feeling little and his thinkpan wasn’t working at full capacity.

He quickly found Murry’s migraine relief meds in the bathroom cabinet, only struggling a little with the child-proof cap. He hands the other regressor the pill, who just looks up at Dizzy and frowns.

“Drink”, they state, holding the pill in their first up to Dizzy.

“Oh, okay”, the older says. They head for the kitchen, with Dizzy almost tripping on a random pile of keyboards only once. He heads for the cabinets, grabbing Murry’s purple sippy cup. He smiled fondly behind his bandana, remembering how Albion had gifted this to him. She had gotten Dizzy one similar to Murry’s, except his was orange.

 He fills the little’s cup with water and hands it back to her. Murry makes a face before taking the pill, gulping down most of the water in the cup afterwards.

“What do you wanna do now?” Dizzy questions.

“Play?” Murry quietly suggests, holding his sippy back to his mouth again. He takes a few more sips, finishing the water completely and setting the cup back in the sink.

“Yeah!” the other troll agrees, running back into the other room to retrieve his bag. Murry begins to follow along before stopping once they see Dizzy running back into the kitchen. He excitedly runs back to Murry, his bag in hand.

Dizzy kneels on the floor and opens the duffle, and Murry peeks inside. He sees extra clothes, some toys, a plushie, and some other plastic, brightly colored things that Murry thinks are pacifiers and teethers. Murry joins the other on the floor, rocking back and forth as he waits for Dizzy to find whatever he was searching for.

“Murry! Look!” Dizzy exclaims, pulling out the plushie. It was a cream-colored dragon with orange eyes. The plush looks extremely squishable and soft. The dragon was in a laying down position, the kind that dogs do whenever they want to play. Murry guesses this was how the dragon let other stuffed animals know that it wanted to play, too.

The younger smiles, reaching out a hand to pet Dizzy’s comfort item. She was right, he was soft!

“Have a plush, too!” Murry says, and gets up off the floor to run to their room. Dizzy follows behind her with his dragon in hand.

Once they reach the bedroom, Murry digs through his closet to find his friend. They eventually pull out a lavender bunny plush that resembled a lionhead rabbit. It was old, like Murry had had it since she was a hatchling. Her plushie was very fluffy, it looked just as soft as Dizzy’s dragon. 

The troll pushes out the bunny for Dizzy to feel. He hesitates before sticking out his hand, petting the other’s very loved stuffed animal. Even if you couldn’t see his mouth, you could tell Dizzy was smiling. Murry was smiling right back at him, a soft laugh escaping her mouth.

The two situate themselves on the floor and begin to play, each coming up with ridiculous and impractical adventures for their little friends to go on. The bunny and dragon had become friends after the dragon had almost eaten Mr. Bunny, and now they were to travel the world together!

Murry could feel their headache melt away with all the fun they were having together. Dizzy did most of the talking, putting on silly voices for his dragon and the other people they had come across on their escapades. Murry would hum or laugh, sometimes making Mr. Bunny talk. The other regressor didn’t seem to mind how quiet Murry was, being that Dizzy could probably talk for the both of them currently.

‘We should regress together more often’, Dizzy thinks, and judging by Murry’s bright smile as they continue to play, she thought the same thing.

[gideonthefirst]

jesus i don’t usually engage in whatever the discourse of the week is because i don’t have anything to say that people who i follow aren’t saying better but i just had to block someone i’ve been following forever over a Reprehensible comment about it and i feel maybe like i’m going crazy. “you’re there to learn not to cheat” yeah? you’re telling me when you were in school you were passionately absorbing every new piece of information and excitedly learning new things every essay? you never complained about an assignment being pointless or a professor being shitty or a class being a waste of time? you REALLY believe that every class taught by every professor in every university serves the sole purpose of ‘students learning’ even when — if you’re responding just to that screenshot and assuming the entire convo is about america — it’s actually pretty clearly mostly to turn a profit? and it costs thousands of dollars to retake a class you failed for literally any reason — SURELY if the point was to LEARN then the universities would be welcoming the masses in with open arms and letting everyone take classes as many times as they need with as much support as necessary. why are we acting like ave’s post is some fucking fringe point and not kind of a baseline necessity of understanding how class stratification is maintained and enforced.

and FURTHERMORE since WHEN do we actually CARE if people are cheating on essays!! even if NONE of the above was true who gives a shit if someone else is cheating!! grow up! mind your own business! oh my gd!