#love them both honsetly

[cometblaster2070]

lowkey i get caitlyn because if i fumbled vi as hard as she did i'd also become a dictator to cope just saying.

[elllisaaa]

I think you'll know who's asking this🤭

But I NEED to know as a headcannon Who in seventeen is the brat or the brat tamer?? Like it's a genuine thought (And a BIG brainrot)

you're so bad for making me think about this honsetly, but let's go

WHO IN SVT IS A BRAT OR A BRAT TAMER :

SEUNGCHEOL is a brat tamer, he already has a stressful enough life, so he won't tolerate his princess taunting him. yes, he can and will spoil you, but be a brat and he won't be tender at all. he's going all in with the punishments - bending you over his lap to spank you and making you count, tying you up and edging you, calling you names when he knows you're only craving for his approval. he does everything to remind you that he's the one in control.

JEONGHAN is both the brat and the brat tamer. this little shit knows how to rile you up and leave you on the edge, but the difference is that he will not let you act on that. on the contrary, when you're being all needy because he has teased you all day, he will shame you and degrade you for it. punishes you by not letting you cum for literal days because he's mean like that.

JOSHUA is a brat tamer. he's usually a sweet and careful lover, but when you're pushing his buttons, he doesn't let it slide. because he's treating you like a queen and he's not having the way you're disrespecting him. once he gets you pinned underneath him, his fingers deep in your soaked heat and giving you your ninth orgasm of the night, you understand that you made a grave mistake and he's here to remind you of that everytime.

JUN is a brat, but it's unintentional. he never wants to get on your nerves, but sometimes he just needs you when it's not the right time and he can't let it go. it's not that he wants to annoy you, but he's just so horny right now. he takes the punishment so well though, begging prettily and perfectly listening to every one of your orders, apologies falling past his lips when you tear away his orgasm from him again.

HOSHI is a brat, and it's very, very intentional. he loves it when you're in control, loves it when you're mad at him and punishes him. so he purposely gets on your nerves to get you to ruin him. even when you're spitting in his mouth and riding him until he cannot talk anymore, he's still disobeying and touching you when you ask him not to. he never stops.

WONWOO is a brat tamer. he loves to please you, but when you're interrupting him every two seconds when he told you he was in the middle of a game, there is no fucking space for being loving anymore. he forces you to sit on his cock and stay still until you're crying from desperation, and don't you dare cum because he will be even meaner if you do without his permission.

JIHOON is a brat tamer. he already loves to hear you beg and to be a little rough. so when you're being a little tease and he's not in the mood for that, he's quick to get you face down ass up, a death grip on your hips that renders you unable to move. he's fucking you until you're pleading for him to stop and crying into his pillow from how frustrated you are because he doesn't let you cum.

SEOKMIN physically cannot be either. even when he's on top, he's too soft to tame you, and he's not strong enough to be a brat. as soon as you scold him and call him bad, he's on his knees, ready to ask for your forgiveness and to be your good boy again. he cannot bear any punishment and he will cry for real if you don't let him touch you anymore.

MINGYU is both the brat and the brat tamer. there are times where he just wants you to get mad at him and ride him into oblivion, until he cannot think straight anymore. and there are other times where he feels the need to put you back to your place - on your knees, with his cock in your throat and him facefucking you.

MINGHAO is a brat tamer. he's strict about the rules, so cross them and you're in for a punishment. he will adapt it to the degree you've messed up. most of the times, he's tying you up prettily and forcing you to watch him jerk off in front of you while you cannot even get any friction, not touching you before you've begged enough to his liking

SEUNGKWAN is a brat. getting on your nerves seems to be his life mission sometimes, he thinks it's fun how easy it is to rile you up. however, he quickly regrets it once you're riding his face until you're satisfied, while he's painfully hard, unable to cum because of the cockring you put on him.

VERNON is a brat tamer. he's pretty chill when it comes to sex, but there's just something about the way you become putty in his hands when he pulls on your hair and how you lose your words when he's thrusting deep inside of you. he smirks as your eyes roll back and you're moaning "sorry" everytime he calls you a slut for annoying him while he was doing something important.

CHAN is a brat. it's actually infuriating how he can be so annoying and not lose his smirk as you're getting more and more mad. however he's quick to shut his mouth when you're pressing a vibrator against his cock and sucking hickeys on his neck but not letting him cum at all. once he's crying because it's too much, you're satisfied with the way you broke him and he's ready to do it all over again.

[thatnonameuser]

honsetly really curious on how normalizing yanderes even started, like imagine the laws saying “it’s okay to kill your family and friends if it’s for the sake of a random guy/girl you have a crush on! You can also kidnap and abuse them btw 😁” and then everyone just accepted causally like hello???

The idea I have for this is wayyyyyy too long to be explained in a normal post, so it got upgraded to an imagine.

Imagine.....

Their world is built from stories, myths and legends.

Stories of heroes and heroines saving the day from evil.

Stories of the villains causing the evil to be defeated.

Stories of love conquering all evil, platonic or romantic.

But these stories aren't made up. Aren't tales spun by parents in the dark night to lull children into their beds. Aren't little blurbs of the past to recall and discuss as fiction. They bear so much meaning, too much meaning.

Love was at the center of all these beloved tales. Love conquering evil, love fueling evil, love being what separated the good and the bad.

The heroes and villains of these stories all had one thing in common, love.

The oldest recorded story, from the Shaftlands about the Fairest Queen and the Enchanting Princess was about love. The Queen fueled by her desire to be loved by all, and the princess awoken by true love's kiss. Even platonically, the dwarves' kindness and love for the princess was a story of friendship and love in itself.

But that story isn't a relic told over and over by a weary grandmother trying to get a youth to bed, it's a true story.

But things aren't as beautiful once the final chapter is finished. The Queen and Princess were the first two recorded. The first to ever be found the way they were.

Obsessed with keeping one person to themselves but , despite the way that obsession was born, the two were not too different, the heroine and the villain.

The Queen had loved one, her man in the mirror, and ensured that only she could have them. Back then, she would have been burned for her crimes. As an evil witch, back when magic was rare and scarce, where fae and magic were feared. But she risked it, and imprisoned her 'love' in a mirror, killed off all that fell in her love's sight and, if the dwarves had not come, she would have continued such wicked deeds.

She was originally smeared and slandered when human blood poured out her shattered mirror, and her behaviour regarded as evil. Until the princess began to act the same.

Her prince had loved her faithfully after her awakening, but she began to become enraptured with keeping her prince away from all who could come between their love. Just like her evil stepmother she became taken with isolating her husband from all she could, killing off those who got too close and becoming more and more obsessed.

Back then some feared their kind and benevolent princess was becoming just like her evil stepmother, but one day, the then-anxious and restless prince she married became equally infatuated with her. Some servants noticed a goblet that the prince frequently drank out off being filled with a warm red liquid by the princess. Discovered to be a love potion after the death of the Princess and her husband.

But their princess was kind, she was gracious and fair, soon many began to wonder about the love the two shared. Was it as bad as they wondered, was the Fairest Queen's desperation to kill the Princess warranted, so that she could keep the man in the mirror to themselves.

As the next generation of babies were born, children began to show these attachments to their friends, and strangers. People who'd never meet became attached to one another, both with the ties of family and love. Back then, it was considered a fluke.

But as years went by and the young grew, more yanderes were born and more could feel and aching pull that drew them to another. It wasn't just the human kingdoms either.

The stories of the King of Beasts and the Prince of the Pride, the Thorn Fae and the Slumbering Beauty, and more. And more.

All encompassing that controlling, obsessive love.

Human, beastman, fae. All started to feel the ache of an attachment.

At first, the thought of harming another in the name of love was so alien, so horrible that they could not even conceive it. Even the beastmen, with their animalistic instincts, could not see the appeal of such brutality in the beginning.

So at first, they would try to seek their love, now dubbed as 'darlings', and try to form the normal relationships that they had once assumed.

But that didn't work.

Well, it did at first. At first, the love yanderes had for their darlings were innocent. It was the traditional courting, full of boundaries and self-induced restrictions. And many were originally satisfied.

Originally does not mean forever.

Break-ups happen. Love isn't reciprocated. And darlings can fall for another.

And that is what caused things to get bad. Heartbreak for a yandere is the emotional equivalent of a knife to a heart. It was crippling, agonising. That pain, that ache pushed some to the brink.

Kidnapping.

Murder.

The use of Magic.

All of the once crimes, were used, exploited and abused to keep their darlings to themselves. To kill that agony ripping them apart. At first, the preparators were punished, and their victims were released.

But after so many, many people resorted to this, it became a problem. Especially when the rulers and lawmakers of these lands committed these same crimes. So the laws changed.

Laws went into place, to prevent the normal, civil society from becoming animals, but at the same time, turned them into animals willing to kill for a mate.

Magic and it's powers were decriminalized. Kidnappings and Murders were pardoned, if done in the name of love.

Darlings, the apple of a yandere's eye, became a necessity, a need that all yanderes needed to survive. So allowing yanderes to capture darlings became normal, it became a need.

Over the course of millennias, these things became normal, as magic spread, as more and more yanderes and darlings were born, things changed even more. For the better for yanderes, and for the worse for darlings. Yanderes could do so much, kill and be pardoned, be taught all the ways to control, to break. And darlings could only just sit there and accept it.

Eventually, things did get better for the darlings. Darling rights became common in the more progressive nations. But that was it.

In the name of love all can be pardoned.

Familial murder, kidnapping, the most invasive and defiling of crimes....

And all yanderes are more than willing to do that.

[intoxicated-chan]

Could I possibly ask for NSFW Shay x reader content? If you’re not in the mood for anything smutty then just general Drabble/hc content is more than fine too! Any Shay content is welcome 🖤

𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

Summary ➳ When Shay remembers your dream to see the Northen lights, it takes the chance to take you there and love you under the stars.

(A/n) ➳ Your wish is my command! If you guys have any Shay requests, I’m open!! This was more fluff than smut, I honsetly got carried away with this.

Word Count ➳ 2.6k

Content warnings ➳ Female reader/Navigator reader, teasing, jealousy, mentions of killing, sexual content, public sex, unprotected sex, fingering, penetration, p-in-v, creampie...

Everyone knew that Shay and Chevalier never got along. At first, Shay could take it, the insults, and the fights, but it became worse when Chevalier overheard Shay’s desire to court you. It was during an argument when it was brought up, teasing Shay, laughing at him, and getting physical with him, laughing at his missed punches. As usual, Liam stepped in, silencing Chevalier, and snatching Shay away.  

Shay could still hear his laughter as Liam tried his best to comfort his best friend. But Chevalier became his nightmare when he arrived from a mission to find you and Chevalier sitting on the steps of the manor, a happy expression on your face as Chevalier spoke to you.  

He stepped in, questioning why Chevalier was still here when Achilles was looking for him. But Chevalier saw right through his act, knowing how it pissed Shay off to see you with him and so before he left, he gifted you a book, one that you have been looking for.  

Shay hated how your eyes gleamed as you took the book from his hands and continuously thanked him. It was a rare book in your eyes. You escaped from your home, just days away from marrying an older nobleman when you turned eighteen.  

Shay knew that you knew Chevalier was being kind to you. Another rarity around here and he tried not to take it to heart.  

“Is something the matter?” You asked Shay, obviously clueless and knocking Shay out of his mind. “Did the mission not go as planned?”  

“Everything is alright.” He replied, giving you his signature smile. “I’ll meet you on the Morrigan?” He placed a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it.  

“Oh yes! I have a charted map that I must give.” You nodded. “Chevalier said I was learning rather quickly.”  

“Did he now?”  

You nodded once again before scurrying off, waving him goodbye. He watched your figure head towards the Morrigan, making sure he saw you entering the cabin of the ship. 

And after giving his report to Achilles, you were not in the cabin anymore. You were relaxed, sitting on his ship as you read your book. You just looked so beautiful unbothered and hated to bother you, you were enjoying the moment.  

You swiped the strays of hair in your face away, trying to focus on your book. “Chevalier certainly knows what interests you.” He commented. “My men say you refuse to move, that you refused to sing with them. I thought you enjoyed Leave her, Johnny.”  

“Chevalier’s taste is quite different than mine, I’d give him quite a scare if he truly read the contents of this book.” You marked the page of your book before closing it carefully. “I did not sing but I loved their voices. We should have them perform.”  

“Might I see?” Shay reached for the book, but you pulled it out of his reach. “C’mon, you’ve got nothing to hide from me!”  

“No.” You immediately said but your smile did not falter. “I must show you the map, I’ve located numerous military camps with supplies. They will be useful to the Morrigan.”  

You both walked to the captain’s cabin, Shay opened the door to let you in first and then closed it behind him. He followed you to the table with the map laid out, a part of North America with marked points.  

“It’s quite chilly but Chevalier it would be worth it.” You commented, pointing at one at a time to explain. “When I was using the spyglass, I was able to get some of the contents of the supplies. Here, you get wood and metal. And here, cannons. There is a fort here so you must tread carefully-”  

Shay didn’t bother to listen, rather, he took in your features, how your finger tapped in a certain pattern when at a marked location, how you went into detail about certain patterns soldiers take, or how each of the supplies can help the ship or crew in many ways. 

Memories of a conversation he had with you weeks earlier came through his mind, your laughter, your casual mention of an ethereal light. It all started when you went to North Atlantic once, the temperatures were freezing, and you remained up on the Crow’s Nest. He went to get you himself and he saw you stare up at the sky, like you were waiting for something.  

You explained the stories of his and Chevalier’s crew speaking of green arches that curve across the sky, lights dancing in the sky. You wished to see them yourself instead of hearing them or paintings, you wanted to gaze your eyes upon them.  

You were exquisite, magnificent, alluring... He knew the perfect time to take you to see the northern lights, he wanted to be the first to take you, to see your eyes gleam once more.  

“Are you listening to me, Shay?” 

Shay cleared his throat. “O-Of course!” He answered awkwardly. He tried to play it off, but you did not see him staring again. To see you so focused and helping him, made him all giddy, you are available for him. “You were talking about... Um, that camp.” He gestured vaguely towards the map. 

“Really?” You lifted an eyebrow, sneering but in a joking manner that Shay understood. You then pointed at one mark. “What does this camp hold?” You questioned.  

He leaned over the table, taking a moment to think. “Ammo! There's ammo.”  

You shook your head as you tapped the spot your finger still rested on. “That is not a military camp, Shay. It is a hunting location. I marked it for personal use. Might find some deer or rabbit there.”  

He was caught off guard, his cheeks had a tinge of red on them. “Right, of course. I knew that.” He rumbled, trying to recover.  

But your demeanor shifted from playful to worried. You have never seen Shay so distracted before. “There must be something on your mind. I have never seen you so distant.” Your tone became soft, folding your arms.  

He let his eyes wander, taking everything in the cabin except you. “It’s nothing too worrying.” He assured you but when he looked at you, his resolve softened. “I was thinking what you said once, about the lights, the ones you did not know the name of.”  

“The dancing lights in the sky?” Your expression slowly brightened when you realized. “Yes, yes. They say it is like the heavens themselves are celebrating or the spirits were dancing.” You awed with wonder.  

“I was thinking... Perhaps we could set a course north. Father than we had planned before. I would like to take you to see the northern lights or as Hope calls them aurora... Borealis?” Struggling to pronounce the name, he cursed at himself for screwing it up.  

The surprise and delight he saw on your face was worth more than all the treasures they had plundered. You stepped around the table and came closer to him. “Really? You would do that for me?”  

Shay nodded, placing both his hands on your shoulders. “Yes, I believe it’s time we chased something beautiful, not just profitable or killable.” 

“I’d like that very much, Shay.” His hands moved to cup your face, your eyes locking with his. “Thank you.”  

Nothing is said between you both, your faces just inches apart. The candlelight flickered, adding a touch to the moment. Shay started to lean in first, and you followed his lead. Your lips were about to touch until the doors to the captain’s cabin burst open.  

Liam barged in, he looked urgent but froze in place when he saw how close you two were. “Shay, (Y/n), sorry but-” Liam started, his eyes darting between you two. A smirk was briefly on his lips but stopped when Shay glared at him. He composed himself. “Achilles gave us orders. We need to set sail immediately.”  

The two of you pulled apart from each other, embarrassed, but you tried masking your disappointment, covering it up with a poor attempt at professionalism.  

Shay patted himself down, turning to face Liam. “And?” He motioned Liam to continue.  

“We’re goin’ North Atlantic.” Liam handed Shay a scroll. “The French are moving deeper, Achilles believes they have a lead on another Assassin branch, he wants us to intervene.”  

You fumbled with your hands, clasped together. “I shall start preparing the crew, check supplies, and repair the Morrigan if necessary.”  

As you moved past Liam to exit the cabin, Liam leaned closer to Shay, his voice low but teasing. “Trying to one-up the Chevalier, eh?” He chuckled, but then his tone became serious. “Make sure your head stays in the game Shay.”  

“Always, Liam.”  

With that, Liam left the cabin, the doors closing with a soft thud. Shay stood there, hands on his hips as he let out a frustrated groan. He was so close! He took a deep breath as he had weeks or months to try again.  

Besides, if Hope was correct, it would soon be the perfect moment to see one.  

The Morrigan was anchored in the icy waters of the North Atlantic.  

Liam left the crew’s sleeping quarters after checking for injuries or casualties. He dismissed those standing on the deck of the ship to get some sleep, he and the captain, along with their navigator were going to keep watch for this night. He needed everyone rested and ready.  

He stood at the wheel, arms crossed, and reamined still.  

Up on the crow’s nest, the air was crisp, and the stars shined in the sky. Shay climbed the rigging to the nest, where he found you leaning again the wooden frame, gaze fixed on the sky. You twiddled with your fingers. He was able to sense the nervousness raiding off your body.  

The deep breaths you took, letting out small clouds of your breath each time you exhaled, and shifting side to side. You wore thick clothing to shield you from the weather and the gloves he gave you when you forgotten yours somehow... He took them. 

“Beautiful night.” Shay commented, his voice low as not to startle you. He leaned against the wooden railing next to you.  

A smile tugged your lips, though your eyes didn’t exactly show it. “It is.” You agreed, then sighing, lowering your head. “The lights... Will they be as the crew described them to be? The heavens celebrating, the spirits dancing. What if they don’t appear? what if they’re not everything I had hoped for?”  

Shay looked out across the sky, which was turning darker by the minute, and then back at you. “They will be.” He said, confident. “They’ll surpass every tale, every painting you have ever seen.”  

“I hope you’re right, Shay.” You laid your head on your arms, tired.  

It was a comfortable silence, waiting in the cold as the last light of the day vanished. Shay could sense the disappointment coming off you, he was ready to tell you to rest until he saw a faint flow.  

It grew brighter, greens with blues, it stretched across the sky like ribbons of lights. It was like its own river.  

He nudged her, pointing upward. “Look.” He whispered.  

Your confusion turning awe as you saw the gentle wisps growing. The ocean reflected the colors of green and blue, maybe even purple. It was more of what they said, heavens celebrating and the spirits dancing...  

“The aurora borealis.” You gasped. Your eyes wide in amazement. You could not describe the beauty of the lights, it would not compare to seeing it yourself. “I...” And you didn’t know what to say. All you could focus on was the colors dancing.  

Shay watched your face, it was illuminated by the ethereal grow. It him smile to see your eyes glimmer like before, the slight parting of your lips, your face so focused. His hand reached up to gently turn your face towards him.  

“Shay-” 

“Even more beautiful.” He couldn’t resist any longer. He leaned in, pressing his lips onto yours in a kiss, the only warmth in the chilly night.  

You responded eagerly, your arms wrapping around him as you returned the kiss. “Please Shay.” You groaned in his mouth. “Please.”  

You pushed him against the wooden mast, he kept his hands on your hips as he sat down with you right on his lap. Shay pulled out his knife, cutting a hole in your pants. He tossed the knife aside.  

Your breath hitched at the air hitting your cunt. Shay stuck two fingers in his mouth then slowly pushed them inside you. He thrusted it in and out of you, he worked his fingers deep inside you, he used his thumb to work on your clit, easing the pain, and making you clench around his fingers.  

Shay then stopped and slipped his finger out of you, making you gasp, in shock at the sudden loss. You clicked your tongue, slipping your hands down his chest and to his breeches.  

“Impatient, are we?” He smirked, watching you pulling his cock out.  

You angled your hips, gripping his shoulders as you rubbed the slit of your cunt against the hard cock.  

Shay gave you one last kiss, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck, his facial hair tickling you. “Careful.” Shay warned you. “Don’t go hurting yourself.”  

You trembled as you sank onto his cock, hissing in between your teeth. You choked on your moans as you took his full length then circled your hips.  

You began to bounce up and down his cock, he let out a louder moan. You cried out, throwing your head back. “Oh god, Shay!” You sobbed.  

Shay managed to push you to change positions, laying you on your back where your legs kept him close and inside of you. Your nails bug into the back of his assassin’s coat and Shay planted kisses on your exposed neck.  

He started at a slow pace, making sure you could feel him. Your eyes flickered open, looking up at the northern lights still there.  

“More Shay, please.” Feeling your high approaching.  

He picked up his pace, lifting his head up, and squeezing his eyes shut as he clenched his jaw. But he too, opened his eyes. He can see the northern lights reflecting in your eyes. You looked out of this world.  

That's when you looked him in the eyes, he froze for a moment. Your hand reached to the back of his head, pulling him down to kiss him.  

He continued, feeling his orgasms building along with yours. And after a couple of more thrusts, you both let out loud moans, he cursed as he felt you clamp down around him as he comes inside of you. 

Shay had no qualms about the cold, he took off his assassin’s coat to wrap it around you. He then tucks himself back into his pants and you sit up, feeling the stickiness in between your legs.  

You both sat against the mast. A smile on your face as you laid your head on his shoulder, panting. “Better than the tales and paintings.”  

Though the northern lights were gone, he could still envision them. “I’ll always take to see them.”  

“That would be impossible Shay. But I would love to see them now and again.”  

Shay snorted, standing up and grabbing your hands. You wobbled, falling into his chest. “I’ll go as far as I can to take you to see them.” He placed a kiss on top of your head. “And I’ll take you under them each time.”  

“Since when did you become so romantic?”  

“Since I read your book.”  

“Shay!” You smacked his chest while he laughed.  

© Intoxicated-Chan 2024, I do not allow my work to be copied, translated, modified, adapted, or put on any other platform without my permission. 

[not-my-final-account]

Danny is Gotham, ending 1

I love the idea that Batman accidentally adopts Gotham.

This is how it starts:

I lay on the ground, my blood covered the floor, my brain slowly got more and more submerged in a haze and I couldn’t remember why that was bad.

I need help, I decided. But who to call? Dick’s on holiday and I gave Alfred the day off. Jason wouldn’t know anything was wrong and would hang up, if Babs is busy with… what? I felt the black grip onto my mind, I had passed a point of no return; goodbye Gotham

“Gotham…” I whispered

-

It took me longer than normal to fly through the ghost zone, I had gotten hit my mums latest ghost wepon. I was a halfa so it didn’t obliterate me but I had taken a day to recover and now had a horrible cold.

I flew through a portal and into Gotham and hated how much of my energy that drained. Then I got there and froze, Batman was bleeding out, I don’t know how I didn’t notice usually when someone is this close to death I notice- oh the cold.

I quickly ran over to Batman and picked him up, pulling him through a portal to the ghost zone and freaking out. My parents would notice and probably think he’s a ghost, Sam and Tuckers parents would think he’s some creep, I mean he must have a house right? Some base of operations? I’ve never tried to find it out of respect.

I crouched down and spared some of what ectoplasm I had to keep him from dying. Being around me and with me actively trying to heal him would be enough to keep him just barely alive, just barely, and that’s ignoring what it would do to me.

Honsetly I didn’t know if I could find his secret base. So my sickness riddled brain did the next best thing. I went to crime alley.

Okay, okay, hear me out. That place had so much death that it was full of ectoplasim! I hated to bring him there but I could not think of another place where we could both do this and survive.

So now I hauled a very dead looking Batman through a window (too exausted to use a power other than flying) and gave a glare to a guy who looked at us. I’m pretty sure he thought he was high.

-

I woke up. I woke up? I was sure I was dead. How did I- Gotham, I called Gotham.

I sat up and opened my eyes with a groan, I really hoped this was not where Gotham lived; mind you he was a ghost of sorts, he probably didn’t live anywhere.

I made the mistake of looking towards the window and the small amount of light that actually got through was enough to start giving me a migraine.

Someone moved against my side and I freaked out

“Sorry.” Gotham groaned, he rubbed his head and slumped against the wall “Too weak to heal you without physical contact.” Gotham grunted. I noticed the glow that usually surrounded him was gone, and for the second he had them open his eyes actually looked closer to blue than green.

“Are you okay?” I asked, I couldn’t help myself from glancing towards the window “Did something happen?”

“What? Oh the weak thing is completely unrealted to the city.” Gotham reassured, not that I didn’t trust him but I just needed to see for myself that nothing had happened. Gotham gave me a small glare “Stop staring at a migraine in the making and lie down please, you’re hurting both of us.” he said with a groan. My eyes widened “You’d be dead if it wasn’t for my ectoplasim, your still dying.” Gotham said and sure enough I looked down to see gaping wounds in my side,

“How am I alive?” I asked

“Courtesy of me.” Gotham said snarikly, then he passed out onto me.

I looked at Gotham, he was definitely a ghost of some sorts. Then I pulled him up into my arms. I clicked a button on my belt and waited for Alfred to show up.

It took a minute but the sound of the Batmobile coming to a stop in the alley was a relief.

“Alfred.” I called weakly. He climbed up to the window and stared at me, I managed to shock Alfred, oh wow that was new.

I felt my energy draining and I pushed away from the black “Can’t take him away from me, physically.” I said, okay now time to pass out.

-

When I woke up, Gotham was curled up into my side and both of us seemed healthier.

“It has been two weeks master Bruce. Rest assured Bruce Wayne is at a ski resort in New Zealand.” Alfred said, Jason appeared from behind me “I took the liberty of calling everyone and informing them of the situation.”

“Explain.” Jason ‘asked’

“I told them the kid is Gotham by the way.” Dick mentioned

“Honestly I don’t know the whole story. I was dying and didn’t know who to call so I called Gotham. I woke up in a condemned apartment -I assume Gotham doesn’t have a house because he is the city, if he needs one he’s staying here- Gotham woke up too, explained that he saved me and temporarily connected us, so I called Alfred and then I woke up here.” I explained

“Lets wait for the city to wake up.” Damian said

“I was dying not investigating!” I argued, I noticed most of the people in the room flinched when I said dying so I decided to not bring it up again unless necessary “Is there a reason Gotham is still here?” I asked

“B has a point, Gotham has a better disappearing act than any of us.” Dick said, I nodded in confirmation

“Master Gotham hasn’t woken up yet.” Alfred said “He was shivering and was cold enough that your body heat would be helpful.”

“Oh.” I said,

Way later on

Constantine: Batman why do you have protection from the high king of the ghosts?

Batman: what

[n1ghtw1ng-scp]

CORRU EP.4 LIVEBLOG!!! obviously spoilers + screenshots below. PART FOUR.... apparently i'm not even halfway done with this what.

previous part here

NO???? :((((((

"am i all right???" mood af honsetly

wtf is that terminal doign just floating there??

yeah exactly thats what i said

oooh ok tozik got some useful symptoms... but he also might be a threat. faaantastic.

omg hiii the besties <333 i love all their interactions so much......

OOH HELL YEAH METEORITE THEORIES WITH THE GANG

well you can say THAT again!!

okay vekoa not doing anything is kinda starting to unsettle me too

WHEEZING. their dynamic is everything to me

OH WERE FIGHTING AN ANCHORING LIMB/TENTACLE ITSELF ALRIGHTTT. oh nice it only took one bomb :)

ooh that is a fucked up lookin spireheart....

oh surely akizet is just paranoid. suuurely

WOW OKAY LMAO SHE JUST CAME IN, DROPPED THAT ON HER AND DISAPPEARED. peak telyu behavior

oh shittt tozik is getting sicker faster. wtf

this reminds me of SCP 3125. how it targets and kills everyone who "sees" it, even (especially) conceptually. just something that popped into my head

"in case the knowledge itself was the threat" YES EXACTLY. he gets it. it sounds like he met dull velzie or something...

"it knows me" this is so TMA the eye coded..... tozik is becoming an avatar guys thats all thats happening trust (i am coping). sigh wow you're so self sacrificing and for what bestie....

OH SHIT WHAT JUST EXPLODED. wait i think this is what was supposed to happen? did it detonate early?

what. your telling me it didnt detonate at all. s m h

huh! nice, so i dont have to fight for both sides of us. i hope vekoa is weakening!!!! ..."this should be trivial" is the one thing youre NOT supposed to say before a fight akizet!!!!

i think tozik eye avatar au needs to be real now. that is all

ohhh fuck nooo. it?? what is it????

WHAT IS HAPPENING??? miltza get your ass back here. BAHADSKHABDS WHAT ARE YOU DOING

NAHHH TOZIK YOU ARENT SELF MOTHERFUCKIGN SACRIFICING NOOOO

oh.... miltza what did you do..... what are you... why........ aough.. NOO THIS IS WHERE YOU FIGHT HER :(( WHY DID YOU DO THAT. AND TOZIK TOO. EVERYONE IS MAKING HORRIBLE DECISIONS TODAY. what have you becomeeee :(( okay apparently this one is really hard. never thought i'd have to fight one of my own team with another one of them what the fuckkkk

bro. aint no way i have to replay the first combat part too. fuck this gameeeee (affectionate)

anyway thats enough for today.

next

[angelfireeast]

Ofmd ep 4 & 5

EPISODE FOUR

- the way the crew chewed Ed out on his walk of shame lol

- The sandwich hitting Lusicus in the face was hilarious and seemed unplanned.

- Ed immediately finds something alive & wants to make it his BBF. He is so needy

- It's Rachel House! I love her. She's hilarious. Really getting some amazing NZ talent now they are filming in NZ

- I'm so glad Ed & Stede worked it out. Ed has it so bad he trusts Stede again to run off after his confession.

- Ed learns a lesson about CHANGING! My heart. Mary & Anne are a cautionary tale but I feel like they both decided not to follow that path.

- Is it crazy that I feel a little hope for Anne/Mary when Anne burn down the house & they decided to move on together facing their fears & showing they love each other. Not saying they aren't still going to be toxic and full of kinks but it's a step in the right direction.

- I knew Bottons would turn into a bird! Yes king!

EPISODE 5:

- So much happened I. These two episodes but can we just appreciate that Roach invented peanut paste aka planet butter & immediately Frenchie was allergic to it

It's the little things honsetly

- Don't think I didn't notice Roach commenting on Frenchie's beautiful body cause that was 100% on my radar

- laughing at making Ed wear a bell

- Lucius was way too into pushing Ed off the ship lol I laughed at Ed yelling "do you feel closer yet"

- Ed hanging on the side of the ship & Fang rowing up and asking him if he wanted to go fishing felt so Marior

- loved Fang calling Ed out. It needed to happen. love that Fang got to tell Ed that those "games" weren't fun. I think Ed delused himself a lot about bad things to live with himself. We know he loves to play pretend & get lost in it. Yet we also know from the gravy bowl that Ed was upset about the way his old Captain hurt his crew & he was talking to himself really...so part of him knows it's wrong, dislikes it & part of him doesn't care or pretends not to care and it's no big deal as way to deal with what is happening.

- The way Olu, Jim & Archie just quietly and quickly rolled into a little united threesome is giving me life. I don't know the state of the romantic relationships and it doesn't matter cause them just being a united them is everything

- Fang is just adorable when he was telling Ed to be quite😂 he's so soft I love him. Kevin Jr lol I want more Fang pls

- Is it possible Ed has ADHD but also has trouble sitting with himself quietly cause he doesn't like himself & feel unlovable.

- the kiss in moonlight🥰

- Buttons & The Swede are off the ship. Archie & Izzy are on

What other changes are to come?

- Black Pete and Lusicus are engaged!!!🥳🍾

[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

🌸Anon

Book 1 🌹, Being reminded of Felix cause of Trey

[As Cater introduced Trey, Elisa felt the sad longing again for her friends, specifically Felix. She remembers meeting him. Felix the same age as her so therefore they were in the same class. Both had gotten the chance to know each other after getting the chance to talk properly. He told her how he liked the idea of adventure, to see and know what is out there. He known to been a very curious person, the kind to ask questions if he wanted to know. The memories of him just showed up in her head too, and Trey's a baker, Felix loved sweets and honsetly once said if he can live anywhere it would be a bakery where he can eat all the sweet treats he wanted. Elisa forces herself to not cry at missing him and the others(a small part of wonders whenever or not they actually be okay with Elisa suddenly having blue flaming hair and sharp teeth), espeically when Trey begins to talk]

Trey: It's nice to meet you

[He than looked at her, smiling(a freaking smile too much like Felix's)]

Trey: You must be Elisa, the new prefect and housewarden of Ramshackle right

[Elisa forces herself to not have a freaking breakdown because the guy talking to her who reminded her of Felix is making her homesick]

Elisa: That's right, Elisa Nijigaoka. Nice to meet you Clover-senpai

[She only faintly realized she only said her earth name to him. She ignores it to fully focus on not having a breakdown or worse while talking to him and making the most calm and pleasant smile she can]

Trey: I heard the whole story from Cater. Thanks for looking out for our boys yesterday

[Elisa just nods, she finding more effort into the smile and not having a freaking breakdown]

Elisa: Of course, both Ace and Deuce are friends why wouldn't I help them out

[She answers automatcally, one of her hands went to her phone and goes to grip on it a little(almost as if that very phone is her lifeline in this very conversation she is having with Trey)]

Ace: She wouldn't have to watch us if we were just allowed back in.

Deuce: Don't loop me in with you.

[wrongcaitlyn]

happy pride month!! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🎇 just wondering, have you ever hc'ed a character as trans or genderqueer? I get the vibes from kayla sometimes (although in terms of canon characters, alex fierro is a boss!!)

have a nice day!

happy pride month!!!

well, i do write a fic with nico being trans, but i have to admit that a lot of my headcanons change depending on the universe. i'm pretty easygoing with the characters and really open to different hc's, because a lot of times i'll read a fic with a different hc and be like oh, that's wonderful.

obviously, alex is canonically genderfluid and i LOVE her character so much - rick absolutely slayed. so iconic.

i think that i love both nico and will trans hc's, i've read both (and written trans nico) and love both. i would honestly think nonbinary!kayla would be pretty fitting, even though i don't think i've read it before? but other than that, i don't think i really have any ongoing hc's that are consistent throughout everything - they're very much fluid, and just change depending on what i'm reading/writing! honsetly if anyone tells me "oh, this character is definitely ___" i'll most likely just be like "yk what i can see that", and there are so many good points that i just can't keep track of them😭

[moonfromearth]

Get to know a simmer!

thank you sooo much @seokolat for the tag!! 😄

Show Your Wallpaper: I've shown my phone wallpaper a couple of times (like here 😉) but my desktop wallpaper right now is this picture from Copperdale that I love.

Last Song You Listened To: Red Sun from Metal Gear Rising

Currently Reading: You'll Be the Death of Me by Karen M. McManus which is... Okay she relies a lot on stereotypes in her writing which is... Not great but I always want to know what happened in the mystery. This one is definitely the least interesting though. (that sounds so harsh sorry!)

Last Movie: I think it was Creed 3 last weekend

Last Show: Worst Cooks in America! Just finished season 23 and I forgot how much of a comfort show that is.

Craving: I was craving celery but I had it for lunch so I'm good now.

What are you wearing right now? A turtleneck poncho and pajamas (my pants have lemons on them 😁)

How tall are you? 5' 4"

Piercings: None but I play every once in a while with the idea of a nose piercing... I think I have too many allergies for it but... I kind of want one 😅

Tattoos: Still just the one! It's of JiJi from Kiki's Delivery Service 😄 Going to maybe get a coffee cup or a ghost that I drew next. I've been really wanting like a skeleton or something though.

Glasses/Contacts: Both! I haven't worn my contacts in a while because allergies, so I've been wearing my rainbow glasses full time.

Last thing you ate: M&Ms 😋

Favorite Color: I don't think I have a favorite color because it changes so much but right now it's mint green... For some reason.

Current Obsession: My booook. The next nanowrimo event is in July and I am so excited. Currently outlining my draft so I'll be prepared (for once) 😁

Any pets: Nope!

Favorite Fictional Character: Same with favorite colors it changes too much but right now I think that (other than my own 😆) honsetly it might be Ulrike Faust because I'm reading CharmingMushroom's story and Ulrike might officially be my favorite townie and it makes me want to write stuff for her again. So, yeah, in an Ulrike phase... Again.

Last Place You Traveled: A small ocean town a few hours from where I live and it's so beautiful~ I wish I could live there like that would be the best 😊

And I think I'll tag @akitasimblr @charmingmushroom @buttertrait @salemssimblr @rainymoodlet but feel free to ignore it if you don't want to do it or already did (I didn't really check who had done it already tbh... 😬)

[petruchio]

Ok but am i the only one who thinks that ttpd is just...downright bad? Like usually when i listen to an album i listen to the sound first and then is start listning to the lyrics. And i feel like in terms of sound it's just...boring. and repetitive. And tried to listen a couple times to it and i just coldnt get through it. Im not a great expert in music, but almost all of them feel "almost" done. A little bit of work could have made them so much better. In terms of lyrics it's not that great eithre. And dont get me worng i do honsetly love her. But with this album... with me at least it's a totel miss

i don't think it's downright bad actually!! but i do think it's kind of... struggling to get out from beneath its own weight if that makes sense. that's why i pared it down to my version of the album (lol) thats just 13 tracks and 3 bonus tracks and i just really think it works better -- like i basically just think its too bloated and that's why so much of it blends together and feels repetitive. like it's hard to make 31 songs sound cohesive without ALSO feeling repetitive. whereas if you halve the number of songs, it feels more like a cohesive work with intentionality behind the sonic choices. (not saying the 31 tracks ARENT intentionally made that way, i just think the sheer quantity is what makes it feel like such a slog)

personally for me i don't mind the sound so much -- though i am a little annoyed at jack because i feel like he just keeps falling into the same couple pockets production-wise and they're starting to just sound a little uninspired to me. like, i LOVE the first two bleachers albums -- and i enjoyed his third album too (again, i literally saw the tour twice) -- but even with this most recent bleachers release i was like... ok yeah this is cool but where's the evolution? where's the experimenting? where's the weird stuff that makes me want to relisten and figure out what he's doing here? and yeah, i know artists tend to fall into certain patterns and styles that they're comfortable with and get less experimental as they go further into their careers -- and taylor and jack are just both at that point i think, they've found their comfort zone and aren't so HUNGRY to keep pushing it. and sometimes it works! but sometimes i reminisce about when jack used to get WEIRD (like, i always think about the closer "stars" on the second fun. album -- is it a great song? i mean... not really. but it's WEIRD. and i like it for that.) so i guess that might be that "almost done" feeling you're feeling -- they just don't feel like they have that final shimmer to me, that one last layer that makes the songs stand out as SPECIAL -- they just feel like, yeah these are the songs we would've expected you to make! (which doesn't HAVE to be a bad thing -- but it does get overwhelming as a listener when, again, there are 31 of them.)

so yeah to me it's not a TOTAL miss. i think she's released worse stuff. (i forgot that you existed is worse than anything on ttpd, i said what i said) but i just think it needed a clearer vision. the aesthetics needed to be bigger, better, brighter. the lyrics needed tightening. the production needed a little more sparkle. it needed artistic integrity instead of an obsession with breaking records. it's close but it isn't landing where it could have.

[1-danid]

No cause why am I replaying this idea in my head with all my ocs and cc.

Imagine working in the palace, your mother is the housekeeper and you're the head maid or princess' lady in waiting. You've been working triple time to prove your dedication to your mother and the queen to ensure you become housekeeper like your family always has. Now your best friend the princess' personal guard has noticed your tired gaze and distant look, she's worried about you and after days, with your continued lack of self-regard, she confronts you about it. Thing is the two of you have always wanted to be more than friends, but the law forbade that and that meant your mother would too and while the princess shipped the both of you, you valued your mother's approval way more. Anyway, she confronts you whilst you're at the palace study/library. Her patrol has just ended and she's been given the night off by the princess’ herself, however you were not privy to that infomation. So when you bumped into her chest with a book in hand (imaging she’s like 6’0ft or something [my 5’0 ass really be looking at a giant]) you were certainly confused.

"What are you doing here? Nevermind that I must go and attend to the princess I have been gone for an hour. You should be guarding her door, not lottering in the libary." 

The stress in you voice was clear as you tried to walk past her to find the door only to huff in frustration when you found it locked. Wiping your hands across your dress as you calmed your quick temper turning to face her.

Voice steady you pestered her with a series of questions,

"Why did you lock the door? We need to attend to the princess. Look I love you but I can't lose my job because of you. Don't you have a partol to do or something? Do you even have the key? You're infurating sometimes you know that right."

The poor girl couldn't get a word in so to guide your silence she rasied the key, to your freedom above her 6'0ft of height.(Honsetly a meanie move) A smile on her face as she did so.

"I'm here to help you relax and more importantly rest. We're all worried about you, the princess ordered my to leave my partol and attend to you. She said that she was going to go to bed early so that you won't have to worry about her. And to answer your final question I do indeed have the key, if you want it you'll simply have to get it."

She finsihed with a smirk on her face as she wiggled the key way above your reach. Refusing to play her game you went back to the desk you were previously working at. Neither relaxing or resting as you previously hidden frown grew back on your face. At this your friend was upset, usually you'd be glad to be in the library, a smile never leaving your face. Sometimes you would even read the lastest ficitional piece to her, but instead you buried yourself in stress and responsiblity.

Now she wouldn't have this so your giant did the first thing that can to mind putting the key in her pouch she slowly and silently strode to you. Before you could react she grabs the book your reading and runs. This is where you lose it, instead of chasing her, you walked straight to the closed door. Searching your pockets for your library key, given to you by your mother with the Queen's approval.

You turnned and said 1 sentence with the powerful words,

"Goodbye *name*. I can't do this with you I need to focuss, I need to make her proud. I've moved on and grown up you should too.  I'll see you tommorow goodnight." 

With that you leave and the princess your dearst friend, who did not get an early night but watched the scene unfold from her fathers study, wondered if this was all her fault. And where things had all gone wrong for them to have lost you. 

So please tell me why am I imaging myself as the princess for my ocs and the lady in waating for my ccs. Please explain why.

[dungeons-are-too-cold]

Imma keep sending asks bc I can so

1 and 🎶

omg thank you for all ur asks! I really appreciate it. This one is an autistic! reader x autistic! spencer one shot about socks, where spencer gifts the reader mismatched socks as an anniversary gift and they have an aversion to them but don't want to tell him

“They’re mismatched! See? And I have a pair just like them so we can match our mismatched socks to each other!”

            Spencer rambled on and on about this new sock company he found that sells pre-mismatched sock pairs. He got really excited when he found them because now his socks would have the same texture as each other which always bothered him when mismatching his own socks. These were guaranteed to feel the same on each foot.

            “And I got these ones because there are cats on one sock and dogs on the other since we always argue about which is better or which one we both are!”

            You sat patiently and listened to your boyfriend’s excitement; his giggles were like music to your ears. The gift was entirely thought out and incredibly personal to you two, just as Spencer’s gifts always were. Each birthday, anniversary, work promotion was always accompanied by a gift, and he always got it right. Almost always. This time around he missed the mark.

This one is definitely one of my more personal ones lmao, but I just love autistic reader fics with Spencer, I think he's honsetly so sweet and incredible and also just seeing him being helpful makes my heart explode lol

check out the ask game here!

[hannahlily]

Hellooo!! I saw that you wrote for Ouran Host Club, so I decided to request!! ^^

Can I request Tamaki Suoh and Kyoya Ootori (separate) falling for a girl who is hyperactive? For example, she is just everywhere and does spontaneous cartwheels, screams randomly (out of joy of course), and also just makes random noises (which then leads to the twins nicknaming her “Miss Furby”, but not in a mean way—and the girl actually likes it.) oh, and the girl would also play with their hair (tamaki and kyoya), often making tiny braids somehow. The girl would also give the two nicknames that only she can call them. And the girl is an absolute sweetheart.

Have a good day / night !! ^^

I am having a good night thank you, this reqest is part of the reason why. An sorry it took a while to get around to his. And sorry i toned it down a bit, a changed it to be a little more like myself

Warning: a little bit of bullying

Tamaki

-The two of you are the personifications of golden retrevers

-And that’s the nickname you give Tamaki

-Most people at Ouran knew who you are just because of how outgoing you are

-Some people are nice about it

-Some not so much

-You went to the host club with a few friends, it wasn’t really you type of place

-You kinda just sat fittaling with your hands or hair

-Just trying to stay low key with so many people around

-But someone noticed

-And started to call you weird and freaky and other such names behind your back

-You noticed quickly

-And so did Tamaki

-He desided to be a little petty and give you more attention to make the other girls jealous

-In doing this he actully started to like you

-You seemed to see though his fasad and actully liked him 

-Not the character he played

-So you get to know eachother and eventully get together

-He loves how chaotic you are

-You start you hang around with the host club alot more

-Now there are two groups in the host club

-The calm ones (Mori, Kyoya, Karou, Haruhi)

-And the chaotic ones (Tamaki, Honey, Hikaru, and you)

-You have a tendency to fidget alot

-You also will make random noises

-Like making a ‘tick-tok’ sound with your tounge or other stuff like that

-You also laugh at the most random things or the worse jokes

-Which Tamaki loves more then anything

-He loves having someone to laugh at his bad jokes or help him see the humor in his actions

-And your laugh is contegus

-By the end of the day the whole club has burst into laughter mulitple times

-All this has made the twins give you the nickname ‘Miss Furby’

-Tamaki quick told the twins off thinking it would make you upset

-But you just laughed with them knowing they weren’t being mean

-Tamaki loves to rest his head in your lap 

-And you love to play with his hair

-It’s comforting to both of you 

-You have a way to stimulate yourself well being chill

-And Tamaki gets to feel your finger rubbing his scalp or braiding his hair

-As said earlier you call Tamaki your ‘Golden Retriver’

-You also call him a few creative nicknames along with the typical couplely one’s

-You calling him ‘mushrom boy’ and ‘prince pouty’ always make the club laugh and Tamaki blush

-Though the last one is more the way you say it then what you say

Kyoya

-Dear god did you give this man a headache at first

-You were a friend of the twins so everyone knew you were chaotic when you started hanging around the club

-Honsetly at first no one really likes you

-You were the outsider in their group and they were a little suspicious

-Honey and Haruhi were the first to warm up to you

-With that came Mori and Tamaki

-Only then did Kyoya get to know you beyond what he could search around for

-He ended up liking you

-And all of your little quirks

-Your inablity to sit still dispite what everyone had taught you 

-The way you would quietly hum or click your tounge

-Or the way you would bite or lick you lips when you were focuing

-Ok maybe he’s feeling were a bit stronger then just liking you 

-The twins had given you many nicknames over the years

-A few diffrent one’s stuck

-Miss Furby, Bouncy, and The Human Tornado were just a few

-Only the twins and ochasanly Tamaki use those nicknames

-Until Kyoya starts calling you ‘Jitter bug’

-Usally you wouldn’t think much of the nickname

-But it was Kyoya saying

-And the way he said it make it sound like the way someone would call their s/o ‘love’

-So pretty soon you tell Kyoya you like him and he returns your feeling

-You get together

-And it is after a long day in the club that Kyoya offers for the two of you to go study at his house

-You do study for a little while till the day starts to catch up to Kyoya 

-Your playing with your hair and biting your lip as you work on a math problem

-Kyoya lays his head on your lap

-Your very confused for a second but brush it off

-Somehow your hand starts you run through his hair and Kyoya relax’s even more

-You stop for a second to reread a sentece and Kyoya open’s his eyes and fake glares at you

-You notice and chuckle “Sorry’

-“It’s fine… can you please keep going?”

[spinningbuster98]

Ok so here’s finally my thoughts on Silent Hill 2 @colony-drop-program

So I think I’ll start with the obvious: this game has an incredible aesthetic and atmosphere

The character models are very good for a 2001 PS2 game, not the best mind you (I still think the character models of MGS2 which came out the same year are more impressive, if a little Barbie faced) but they’re animated pretty damn well and go a long way in giving the characters life and expressions

But most of all I love the overall texture work, the environment look remarkably rusty, worn down and creepy, they look like something out of a late ps2 game, not early.

But the cherry on top is the lighting: this game might just have the best shadows I’ve seen, the way your flashlights barely lights up the hallways, and the way it creates dynamic shadows is not only really impressive but really adds to the creepy and oppressive atmosphere. Love it!

The level design of the “dungeons” is technically not too different from the first game’s, so most of its positives and negatives still stand, though this game does generally a better job at making each place more memorable thanks to its gimmicks, be it the Hospital switching over to the Otherworld halfway through, the Prison and its “holes” that you have to jump into that may symbolize James’ suicidal tendencies, or the Hotel and that brief moment where you have to go without any items and of course when it gets all watered-up after the “reveal”, combined with that droning music which all combines to perfectly represent James’ mental state at that moment.

The town itself is both better and worse than in the original

It’s better because it’s scaled down meaning much less back and forth

It’s worse....because it’s scaled down meaning it’s also less interesting, plus you get tired after running for a while causing you to slow down and I fucking despised that because it’s completely useless, it’s not like there are any monsters that can outrun you so it only worsens the pacing and further discourages exploring the town!

There are quite a few gameplay tweaks that I appreciated: the game allowing you to choose a Riddle Difficulty level is amazing and honsetly all puzzle based games should have something like this, plus I found the puzzles here, even on normal, to be more “balanced” when compared to the first one’s, with a few exceptions (fucking cans to throw in that trash chute in the apartement, I thought they were a healing item).

I love how all the hints are saved in the Memo section of the menu

I also noticed that the controls are generally more responsive

However despite all this many of my issues with the first game are still present, namely that the game is excessively generous with resources and that the enemies are usually too easy to take down or avoid, which is not good for a horror game that is supposed to keep player tension high. I maintain that the game’s sheer atmosphere is enough to create great tension on a first playthrough, but on a second one (which I did) it starts to lose its luster and the basicness of the gameplay rears its head.

I was also a bit disappointed with the Otherworld here, I know that the look of the previous game’s Otherworld couldn’t have been reused, as Alessa is nowhere to be seen and James’ mind is far different from hers, but it’s nowhere near as striking as previously, to the point that I sometimes didn’t even noticed I was in the Otherworld! To be fair it’s not a big issue as the game’s basic atmosphere is just that strong but still, bit of a missed opportunity

I also noticed that the map is more....inconsistnent? Like before it marks every door you can and can’t open and the locations of....some puzz tensionles, not all of them which tripped me up on some occasions.

I guess the last gameplay related thing I wanted to talk about is Pyramid Head

Now I like him for his concept, a manifestation of James’ guilt and subconscious desire for punishment. His design has me....mixed? It’s certainly iconic and striking but, symbolism aside, he’s still a dude with a big-ass pyramid on his head weighing him down and I can’t help but find it hilarious XD

But on the gameplay side of things....ngl I thought he was kinda weak sauce

The reason is pretty much the usual: he’s simply not dangerous enough, he’s really slow and has a hard time catching you (the only time he got me a gameover was during the hospital chase sequence but only because I thought he was coming from in front of me, causing me to turn back, run into him and I accidentally got Maria killed because of it. But on my second attempt i simply...ran ahead without stopping....and that’s it), his attacks do more damage than those of normal enemies but that’s no biggie because I’ve got a few dozen health items with me, and it’s usually pretty easy to get around him during his sequences (mainly in the prison). He’s sort of the biggest example of what I said last time about the game’s gameplay tension not matching up with its atmospheric tension. Tbf this may all be much better on hard mode but on normal this was a tad disappointing

I wanted to make a comparison to show you what I mean by all of this. Now the first comparison that most would make would be with Nemesis from RE3, but I thought a more interesting comparison would be with this little bundle of joy:

Say hello to the SA-X from Metroid Fusion.

The SA-X is this game’s take on the persuing monster archetype, an shapeshifting parasite that has robbed Samus of her best weapons and armor and is now stalking her while using her appearence. It’s very similar to Pyramid Head in the sense that it’s invinvcible and you meet it during scripted sequences where you have no choice but to run away, and in this sense it shares many of its issues, namely that due to its scripted nature it’s only gonna catch you by surprise on a first playthrough, and its AI can sometimes be a little...

However I believe that it overall does its job more efficiently because it’s....simply far more dangerous than Pyramid Head. The SA-X is fast, in fact it WILL outrun you in 2 seconds if it spots you, it’s jumping attack can damage you, it can shoot you from off screen and THROUGH WALLS, and you can only hold it off by freezing it, though that only lasts a second, and it will also chase you through multiple (scripted) rooms.

The SA-X works better than Pyramid Head in this role because it literally outclasses you in every category, meaning if it spots you there is a really high probability of death, and while your first encounters with its are pretty easy if you just stay put and wait for you to leave, later on the game throws you into brief platforming areas that you have to go through WHILE it’s chasing you, so no “running in a straight line to safety” like that Hospital sequence.

Phew...ok I think I’ll stop here for now and cover the plot in another post since this one has gone on long enough I think XD

Well I hope you find my thoughts so far at least interesting :)

[fanficwritinggirl]

This is due to the fact that when i was 14 years old i met Bill Weasley. And when i mean i met him i mean we were only introduced to each other. I was spending the summer at the Weasleys which i did every summer since i started Hogwarts. And this was the one time that Bill Weasley decided that he was going to come and spend a few days with his family and this was when i first met him.

I must admit that seeing him for the first time was like something out of a romance movie or novel. Like time litrally stopped. I remember looking at him and thinking that he was the most beautiful man that i had ever seen. He gave his family a cheerful good morning and kissed his mother on the cheek and then sat down opposite to me. I remember our eyes meeting and he smiled at me and offered his hand to me. "Bill Weasley nice to meet you. You must be Y/N L/N" he introduced. And he said it in the most sweetest way that it made me swoon. I gave him a small smile and a nod and he left it at that. I sat there listening to him talk about his work. And the passion that was in his voice when he spoke of it made me fall for him. I know that it is cleche but that is the only way that i can describe it. I had never met someone as amazing as Bill Weasley and i never shall as i declare that he is the most amazing person that i have ever met. And that might just be my dumb teenage mind but he is in all honsetly as passionate, beautiful individual.

2 years after the battle of Hogwarts i was now 19 years old and you could say that a lot of things had changed since then. Well for a start Ron and Hermione are together. Harry and Ginny are together. And our poor Fred was sadly killed in the battle to sum it up. The dynamic that had taken place in the Weasley house was never the same after the death of Fred. And i wouldnt expect anything less. I miss what the twins had. The pranks that they pulled. I feel as though the light had gone out. That the magic that once filled the home will never be whole again. And that broke my heart. But i am 19 now. An adult and i have to face the fact that life isnt full of happiness and that this was one of the many hard things that i was going to have to face.

Me and Ron sat  in the sitting room of the weasley home playing an intense game of Wizards Chess. And once again i was losing. Ron was still the best chess player that i knew even 8 years later. I groan as Ron beats me once again. "Seriously Ron you have to at least give me a chance to win" i whine. He laughs. "Well maybe if you would practice more you might stand a chance of beating me" he boasts and i gasp. "Ronald Weasley dont be such a cocky git" i say as i hit him in the arm and he laughs at me as i sulk.

"What are you doing now Ron" Hermione asks as she walks in. Ron giggles. "She is sulking because i beat her again at Wizards Chess" he tells her. Hermione shakes her head and kisses his forehead. "Im sorry to tell you this Y/N but i dont think that you are ever going to beat him. Trust me i dont like to increase his ego but he is the best chess player and we both know that" she says sympathetically and i groan again and stand up. "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. We know" i joke and we all laugh.

"Its lovely to see some laughing in here" a voice says and we turn and see Bill Weasley standing at the edge of the sitting room. I freeze not expecting Bill to be here. "Bill what are you doing here" Ron says happily as he stands up and goes to hug his brother. "Decided that i would stay a few days and grace you all with my presence" he states as he hugs Ron. I look at Bill and can see the bags that are under his eyes. Which honestly he looks better then what i expected to look like after everything that he had been through.

Not long after the battle of Hogwarts. Bill and his wife Fleaur divorced. I guess you could say that with the PTSD and the loss of Fred took a toll on their marriage and it inevetable ended in Fleaur leaving on morning and never coming back and a few weeks later divorce papers showed up at shell cottage and then Bill knew that his marriage was over. After signing the divorce papers he moved back in with the weasleys for a few months getting affairs in order and deciding what was the next move which for him was buying an apartment in the city so that he was closer to work and from what i had been told by the rest of the Weasleys his life had been work ever since. It was heartbreaking to see a man that was once so passionate about his work loose that spark because of a broken heart. I had seen him briefly a few months back when i was at diagon alley at the bank and i must admit he looked better now than he did then.

Bill pulls back from Ron and smiles at me and Hermione. "Its nice seeing you two again. Im sorry i havent been around much work and all" he apoligies and me and hermione shake our heads. "Bill dont worry about it. Works work. Your here now" Hermione says kindly. He grins at us. "Thank you that is really nice of you. I just wanted to come and see you all before i go and see Mum. You know her she is going to keep me stuck in converstation all night at this point" he jokes and we all laugh at that. Very well knowing what Molly Weasley was like. "Go on Bill go and see her now if you want to get to bed at a decent hour" Ron says giving him a pat on the back. Bill shakes his head with a grin on his face and heads off upstairs towards. My mind was racing now. Because all i could think about was the fact that the feelings that i had bedded deep down about Bill Weasley were now coming to the surface.

Which a few days later made me completely and utterly scrood. It started with just little things between me and Bill. One morning Molly asked us to wash the dishes and it was just our hands touching that i could feel the sparks that people talk about. All of us playing a game of ball and him moving the hair from the side of my face and staring into my eyes. Him opening the door for me with a smile. It was things like this that made me relise that i was hopelessly in love with Bill Weasley and i could be. He was one of my best friends brothers and that meant that it was a big no no in the eyes of my friendship with Ron which meant that i was going to have to keep my distance.

I was standing at the sink as i was washing the dishes which was something that i offered to always do as a way of helping Molly out which i didnt mind. I loved the view that the kitchen gave me. Right out onto the garden were Ron, George and Bill were currently messing around in the garden together. Casting funny spells on each other and the laughs that was coming from them was bittersweet as there was one Weasley that would have been there. And yes im talking about Fred. And obviously Percy is another weasley sibling which i must admit that after the battle he has tried more with the family but he is still the outsider in a way. I dont know much about Percy and i dont really want to know him all to well.

But back to the view. I loved looking at Bill mess around with his brothers. There was a look of happiness the old Bill in his eyes which i know that we have all missed. The Bill that i remember falling for when i was 14. But this Bill there was so much more to him and that made me more intregued.

"So which one of my brothers are you looking at and please tell me it is not Ron" a voice asks from behind me. I come out of my daze and turn and see Ginny standing behind me. I look at her shocked before shaking my head. "Why would i be staring at Ron Ginny" i ask her confused. She sighs. "Good that is the answer that i wanted now that means that there are only 2 of my brothers that you could have been staring at. Now is it my brother George who is a hilarious guy even though he isnt much anymore but still can be. And can make any girl fall with his jokes. Or is it my eldest brother Bill. Who is passionate, determined and someone who you have been in love with since you were 14. Now let me see ene meany miney..." she says but i cut her off.

"Ginny! Stop okay i know that you know" i burst and she smirks at me. "Of course i know. I know everything. And just to let you know i think you should go for it" she expalins to me with a smirk. I just looks at her and groan. "Ginny he was barley been divorced a year yet alone ready for anew relationship and anyway what about the age difference" i try to excuse so that she would stop talking about it. She shakes me head and me. "No no no. Dont start trying to feed me all of this age difference bs. Come on like 10 years isnt that bad. Like i mean there are people who get married to others who are like 40 years older than them. Which makes you and Bill normal" she trys to persuade me. I sigh and shake my head. "Like i said Ginny he and Fleaur have barely been split up a year. And anyway he probarbly doesnt look at me like that" i doubt and go back to washing the dishes.

"Look Y/N. I know how you feel i thought Harry thought the same thing about me but hey look at us now. We might think one way about something but you know we may be wrong. And i can see the way that you and Bill are together. The way that you two move around each other its like a dance. Its like you two are meant to move together. That you are meant to be together. And i believe in soulmates and i know that you two are. I never got any of this off of Bill and Fleaur. The connection but i do now. And im telling you to go for it. Trust me" she explains. I look at her shocked. Trying to take everything in. She gives me a smile knowing that i am going to think about it. Once she leaves a bend myself over the sink with both elbows on either side of it and put my head in my hands and sigh. This is just making things harder.

Later that night i lie in bed not being able to sleep. What Ginny had said to me had got me fucked up in the way that now i cant decide what to do. I get out of bed after trying for way to long to get to sleep and head down to the kitchen to get myself some milk to help me go to sleep. I walk down there and grab some milk from the fridge and pour some in a pot to put over the stove.

"Y/N" a voice asks and i turn around and see Bill standing there looking at me with sleepy eyes. "Sorry if i woke you"i apoligise. He shakes his head and walks further into the kitchen. "You didnt i was up doing some work" he informs me and i enternally groan. He needs to stop working so much. "Well anyway then. Sorry for disturbing you. Can i offer you a mug of warm milk i heard that it helps on feel more relaxed. Or at least it did when i was a child" i say and he laughs and nods his head. "Yes please but i have a little bit of a request on how to make it better" he says as he walks to the pantree and i pour some milk into some mugs. He comes back out and has some cinnamon in his hand and sprinkles it on the top of the milk. "Mum used to do this when we are little. It just made the drink feel more at home" he says. He turns his head up and looks at me straight in the eyes. And once again there it was. The spark. The connection that i felt was there. To my dissapointment he pulls back and looks at me with intent smile.

"Why dont you try it" he says to me referring to the milk. I break out of the trance that i was in and take a sip of the milk. And he was right. The drink tasted more of home. And now all i could think about when i thought of the milk was him. I see him take a drink of his milk before our eyes meet again. He moves the milk away from his lips and puts it on the counter. He moves closer to me and before i know what is happening his lips are on mine. And a zoo erupts in my stomach. I put my own milk down and wrap my arms around his neck as he deepens it. Devoruing my lips and feeling every part of my body. He moves his hands down to my ass and grabs it pulling me up into his arms before setting me down on the counter.

My breathes are heavy. It is so hard to breathe when i am so intoxicated with him. The feeling of him of my skin. The burning that i feel in my core. This man was a drug. He pulls aways and looks at me. He smirks when he sees me so out of breathe. He moves a part of my C/H out of my face and looks deep in my eyes.

"I have wanted to do that for some long you dont understand. From the first time that i saw you the other day. I knew that you were something else. Something about you was causing me to feel something that i have never felt before and i know now that is because you are my drug Y/N. Your my drug and i hope that i am yours" he asks me. All i can do is nod my head. "Your my drug Bill. And i want all of you" i tell him and once again i am being devoured by him. He lifts me up once again and lifts me upstairs to his room and you can fill in the rest.

The next morning i wake up with Bill lying naked next to me on his back with him slightly snorning next to me. I giggle and turn and stroke his cheek and also planting a kiss. His hands moves up and holds mine and he smiles. "Morning" he says and i smile. "Morning" i say as he kisses me. I sigh. He is my drug. He pulls me closer and groans. "We are going to have to tell them arent we" he asks. I nod as i curl into him. "Yeah we are but i have a feeling that they already know" i inform him and he looks at me confused. "And how would they know" he asks me cheekely. "Well i have a feeling that we may have not been that quiet last night" i say mischeviously. He smirks and leans closer. "I believe that you are correct on that but i would say that it was mostly you calling my name that they heard" he whispers in my ear and i moan. He flips us over and pins my hands over my head. "And i think that for you being a naughty girl and not being quiet last night i might need to punish you" he purrs. The feeling of my core heats up once again. "And how might you do that William" i ask him. I slowly feel him slide his hand down to my pussy and put a finger in and i groan. "I have a few ideas" he says before taking me.

You could say that we were correct. When we walked down the stairs everyone was looking at us. Molly and Arthur looked a little unconfertable. Which i dont blame them. I dont think they preferably wanted to hear their son having sex. Hermione, Ron, Harry and George looked completely shocked and Ginny of course was sitting there with a smug look on her face. Bill sighs. "Ok i know that most of you are shocked right now and i understand that completely. And im sorry that you had to hear that last night. But i just want to let you know that i love Y/N. I love her and some of you might think that it is a bit early after the divorce and all but i know its now. I know that what we feel for each other is stronger than anything that i have ever felt and that will never change. So all i ask is for you please just be happy for us" Bill exclaims. They all just blink at us before Ron is the first to speak.

"Can i just asks. From how hard your bed was going against the wall im surprised that you are even walking Y/N" he jokes. Molly wacks him around the head. "Ronald Weasley" she exclaims and we all laugh. We know that they accept us and Bill kisses my head before we head to the table. We recive some awkward hugs and pats on the back which was expected but at the end of the day i have Bill and Bill has me.