#on that note my favorite things about this game are time attacks and the ‘plus’ worlds with mini mario

[heloflor]

Me playing Mario vs Donkey Kong: Man this game is so janky! I’ve got so many unnecessary deaths because of it! How are you supposed to do some of this stuff?!

Also me playing Mario vs Donkey Kong:

[generalllimaginesss]

"If the entire human population was in front of me, I'd still choose you” with Jack.

I can only imagine what it would be like to have fans attack you if you were publicly dating him. I feel like Jack is so conscious of this. And he’s just soft boyfriend Jack trying to block out the unnecessary noise.

Maybe they just went public and she’s getting a lot of hate and it’s making her insecure. And Jack reminds her that it’s just them against the world and the only people whose opinions matter are their family and friends who love her.

Warnings: self depreciation, insecurities, self image issues, etc. Please don't read if you're not in a good headspace!!!

This is probably my favorite thing that I’ve written. I hope you like it as much as I enjoyed writing it!!

plus size! reader x Jack Hughes

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You knew that dating somebody in the limelight would have its challenges. Hell, dating an average person was hard. But nothing could have prepared you for the magnitude of hate that hit as soon as Jack went public with your relationship.

It wasn't like the relationship was new. The two of you had been dating for almost a year before he decided to post you on his Instagram. You let Jack set the pace since he was used to the attention. He could let things go in one ear and out the other a lot easier than you could. He was almost conditioned to be able to do that. You, on the other hand, took everything very personally. Every comment about your weight, about what you wore, about how Jack looked miserable with you, they all hit you like a ton of bricks.

You didn't understand why all of these people were coming at you saying so many horrible things, but Jack tried his best to ease your mind and remind you that at the end of the day it was you and him.

He did a really good job at this normally, but he was away on a roadie for a few days and things began to get really bad. This started when you saw a fan account for Jack post something about how Jack downgraded from Sienna to you and all of the comments agreeing.

It was like a rabbit hole...once you clicked on that post it led you to many others. They all made you feel like shit, but when people started commenting on your body, saying that they "didn't know Jack dated plus size girls," it hurt. Your body was yours. It wasn't like you could just zip it off and find a new one, but if you could you would, just to shut the comments up.

You spent the 3 days Jack was gone in a really dark depression. No laundry was done, you hadn't showered, and you barely could make yourself get out of bed to brush your teeth. Dishes piled in the sink, but you couldn't make yourself do them. You knew the signs of your depression, but you welcomed them in a way, almost like a coping mechanism. Not allowing people to see you was the only way the haters couldn't get new material. Was it a healthy way to cope? Obviously not, but it was what worked in the moment.

As soon as Jack walked through the front door, returning from the games, he could tell something wasn't right. You always kept up with the chores when he was away, normally making the house spotless before he got back. So when he saw the state of the kitchen and eventually the rest of the house, he knew something was off.

When he walked into the bedroom and saw that you were pretty much in the same spot he left you in he immediately dropped his bags and climbed into the bed with you, forcing you to look at him.

He gently shifted your body to face him, cupping your cheek gently with his hand.

"Baby, what happened," He made note of the streaks that stained your face, probably from countless hours of crying. He wanted to make them disappear immediately. You were his happy-go-lucky, carefree girl. You danced around the house all the time, singing whatever song was playing. This side of you was uncharted territory that he wanted to take away so bad.

"I just need you to hold me," You began to hyperventilate, worried that if he didn't hold you that he would leave you. Even though that would never in a million years cross his mind. But he did as you asked, and whether it was for 5 minutes or 30 minutes, he didn't know. He held you until you pulled away.

"Can we talk about it?" Jack asked, pulling the hair that crusted on your cheek from the tears out of your face. He treated you like you were fragile, and you hated that he felt that way.

"It's just the comments, Jack. I'm already insecure sometimes and these people come at me in so many horrible ways," You began to explain, loose tears streaming down your face, but you were composed otherwise.

"They compare me to Sienna, and God, I know I'm not as pretty as her. They tell me I'm fat and that they didn't know you dated "fat" girls. It's just insane. Do they not realize that I actually am a real person with real emotions? Do they know that I've believed, at some point in time, the things they are saying? I've worked so hard to get to this place where I'm at, to love who I am, and within the span of 3 days they just tear it all down," You let the words just flow from your mouth, whatever thought that comes to mind is voiced to Jack.

"Baby, they don't care. They don't care because they're jealous," He tries to soothe you, but it almost made you mad. Not at Jack, but at the whole situation.

"What the fuck are they jealous of? My thighs that I cover with leggings and pants so that I won't have to go through the pain of them chafing? Are they jealous of the fucking stretch marks that go up my stomach, so I refuse to wear regular bikini bottoms? I mean what the fuck, do they want my anxiety and depression? I will gladly give them that..." The tears were beginning to pick up, but Jack continued to rub your back, waiting to get the chance to speak again.

"I know you could have any girl you wanted. It makes me sick when I see some blonde walk past that looks like she stepped out of a magazine because I know that's what you deserve. You don't deserve this. You're Jack fucking Hughes," You looked at him, your lip quivering. You were going to say something else, but Jack put his finger on your lips, gently stopping you from continuing.

"You gotta stop that. I can't let you keep putting yourself down like this, not when I love you with my whole fucking heart," He began.

"First off, I had that. I had whatever you consider a girl walking out of a magazine is. Look how that turned out. It didn't, did it? You don't look like Sienna, and I'm so fucking glad because I don't want her kind of beautiful. I want your kind. I want to see all of the things on your body that show me that you lived. I don't want some manufactured cookie-cutter girlfriend. I want somebody that nobody else has," He pulled you in for a hug, continuing to talk while placing kisses ever so gently on your cheek and neck, looking out the window at the busyness that was the outside world. All he could think about was how you didn't see what he saw. Why couldn't you see it?

"Baby, I want you to realize something. If the entire human population was in front of me, I'd still choose you. Without a second thought, with no regrets. Every. Single. Time. You have such a special relationship with my brothers and that means the absolute world to me. They love you so much. My parents tell me I should marry you anytime that you come up in the conversation. The entire team has commented on how much happier I am with you. And if I'm being completely honest, at the end of the day I don't give a damn what anybody else has to say because it's me and you until the end. Do you understand me?" He broke the hug, cupping your face with both hands and wiping at the tears with his thumbs.

"I love you," You whisper, your voice long gone by now.

Jack pulls your forehead toward his lips, kissing it for a few seconds before letting your head go.

"I love you, too. More than you, or anybody else, will ever know. Now, I think we could go for some cleaning karaoke, yeah? I'll wash the dishes if you'll dry them," He poked at your side, trying, and succeeding, in forcing a grin on your face.

"Only if we can get a shower together afterwards," You bargained, taking in the beautiful boy.

"Deal," He says and drags you off to the kitchen, connecting his phone the the speaker and blaring Dierks Bentley's new song "Beer at My Funeral," occasionally twirling you in a circle.

The water may or may not have gotten everywhere since Jack decided it was a good idea to spray you with the hose that connected to the sink, but he enjoyed every second that he got chased by you around the island.

Once the dishes were put up and the shower washed away the remaining bit of your depression, Jack couldn't help but to just admire you. He promised himself then that he would remind you so often of how beautiful you were so that would be the only words ringing through your head, taking up any space that the hate may have. Because it was true. You were the most beautiful and precious thing that had ever walked into his life, and he'd be damned if anyone made you feel otherwise.

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[apollosgiftofprophecy]

The Wisdom Saga: My Thoughts

Hey all!!!! Here are my thoughts on the Wisdom Saga from EPIC: The Musical!

Overall it isn’t my favorite (Circe/Thunder my beloveds), but it’s still pretty good imho!

Legendary

Love how upbeat this one is. MICO as Telemachus is VERY good, and I especially liked the little trembles/voice cracks (?) as he sang! Gave Tem a “young” vibe.

also loved that “L-L-L-L-Legendary” lol

ITS THE ANIMATIC FROM THE REFERENCE VIDEO :D

The Suitors’ voices 👌 also ANTINUOUS JUMPSCARE. HOW DARE YOU CALL PENELOPE A TRAMP WHEN YOU’RE THE ONE TRYING TO GET INTO HER BED.

Antinuous’s lines are the perfect ick. The ToA Discord and I were all typing out various amounts of EW, ICKY, GET OUT at his parts.

Fight Little Wolf

This is possibly my favorite from this saga! I’ve been looking forward to this one for a while, and I was really excited for it! Athena coming in was brilliant and I love it :3

We’ll Be Fine

ATHENA CALLED ODYSSEUS FRIEND. OWIE.

Anybody else pick up on a similar melody to Open Arms? Because ow.

Love In Paradise

LOVED the flashbacks at the beginning!

The unhingedness Gigi gave Calypso LMAO Zero social interaction does that to you lol

“Last I checked goddesses can’t die!” Stream gets censored

I PANICKED AT THAT LMAO

all I hear are screams…the ptsd is real

“Stay in my open arms” and then IMMEDIATELY triggering an Open Arms reprise. HOW DARE YOU JAY.

NOT ONLY THAT. BUT ALSO EURYLOCUS REPRISING LUCK RUNS OUT AND ANTICLEA’S WAITING. OUCH.

God Games

This is in battle with Little Wolf for favorite Wisdom Saga song lol

THE INTRODUCTION TO THE GODS SLAPPED. WOLFY YOU WONDERFUL WOLF THAT WAS AWESOME.

APOLLO GIVING A LIL BOW AND CASUALLY WAVING TO (us) HIS ADORING FANS (also us)

don’t mind me fangirling he’s my favorite and he was GORGEOUS

Hephaestus being voiced by Jorge’s dad!!!!

I really liked how Luke Holt delivered Ares’s name. Very gritty and perfect I love <3

APOLLO’S LITTLE SMIRK WHEN HE SAYS “GREAT.” I’M DEAD I’VE DIED RIP ALDER

APOLLOOOOOOOOO

his part was sadly short, but honestly? It makes sense why it would be! Apollo really has no beef with Odysseus, and the Sirens are a little out of pocket, like he was assigned to play the game but is throwing Athena an easy thing to counter so he can get back to Orestes and also Athena owes him a solid so EPIC’s explanation for Athena helping Apollo in the Oresteia? 👀 I’m a nerd connecting the dots leave me be

“If that’s true then release him 🙄💅” Apollo has no time for this bullshit he’s like “come on dad why did you pull ME into this?” Lmaoooo

Hephaestus’s part about trust!! I love. Also the lyricism here and in Apollo’s is very very good <3

APHRODITE. Unlike Apollo and Hephaestus, who were rather quick to support Athena, she’s moments away from going “no ♥️💋”

ARES’S ENTRANCE WAS SPETACULAR NO NOTES I LOVE

DISCO HERA!! ANNIFLAMMA THAT WAS SO GOOD AHHHHHHH THE STYLE THE SWAG THE SASS 100/10

THUNDER BRINGER REPRISE AHHHHHH WITH BEAST MODE ZEUS

Also Athena ain’t dead lol she comes back in King isn’t it? Also she’s a GOD. Who CAN’T DIE.

I’ve seen criticism about Zeus attacking Athena, and about how he wouldn’t do that because she’s a favorite…but the thing is, in The Iliad, he does threaten to blast her and Hera off their chariots at one point…plus Apollo’s a favorite too, and he was nearly thrown into Tartarus by Zeus! Being the favorite doesn’t automatically mean you can get away with anything and everything, so I headcanon that Zeus got a bit more peeved than usual because of just how quickly Athena swayed the others (this can connect to the Odyssey then too, because the majority of the gods already agreed that Odysseus had suffered enough and were quite willing to let him go).

I have additional thoughts on God Games, but that’s for another post since it detracts from the actual livestream, but overall I really enjoyed this one! It’s the first livestream I’ve seen in full, though I do think Thunder Saga was more impactful to watch (I watched that livestream too, but came in at the end of No Longer You).

Two sagas to go!! I’ll be updating my tier list sometime soon as well, so stay tuned for that!!

[journalsouppe]

I started and beat this within like 4 days in July 2023, and I just completely forgot to take photos of this spread T-T.

BUT I loved Tunic so much, one of my all time favorite games I've ever played. If this was a Zelda game, it might've been my favorite Zelda game. This was only beat out by Ace Attorney: Apollo Justice bc my aa brainrot is that bad hfjdkal.

All of the stickers come with ordering the physical version of the game on fangamer!! There's also a freebie fox sticker I got from TheLittleBirdeeCo thats below keep reading.

My writing is typed below as well as my game notes. I will not type out my game notes and I also don't recommend looking at them unless you have played the game.

Game notes^ Plus a little blurb after rewatching a playthrough that I won't type out either since these are more just for fun.

Rating: 9.5 Played: Su 2023 Port: Nintendo Switch Favorite? Y Replayable? Y Recommend? Y

Comments

similar opening to links awakening

the start screen is gorgeous

THE POT SHARDS ARE MOVEABLE - i love the clay feel

tons of hidden paths and secrets

oooo you find the instruction booklet in the game

I KILLED MYSELF?

GIANT SKELETON SHOPKEEPER SCARED ME T-T he's chill tho

oooo you can hear the wind chimes

LOVE the mechanics of the draw bridge

what are the small tuner/bells for

i am apparently really good at finding hidden chests

i love that the fairies are stone versions of the oot/mm fairies

ENEMIES CAN FOLLOW YOU INTO NEW ROOMS?

it's hard to get acclimated since I'm so used to 2d zelda strategies and patterns

the statues of the hero perfectly encapsulate my view of oot link, i really love the design

the garden boss is hard T-T

the bell towers are so pretty

THE POTIONS REGENERATE? WISH I KNEW THAT

the west garden is so pretty omg

I FINALLY DID IT T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-

IM SO TINY T^T

idrk what to do at the heros grave

the librarian fight reminds me of the links awakening nightmare fight

frogs domain music reminds me of the forest temple

A GUN?

who am i?

why is the cathedral filled with ... me?

the boss rush was fun but hard

I DONT LIKE THAT ELEVATOR WHERE DID THE CRUCIFIED THING GO

i don't think there's a set order to do "dungeons" so i'm not locked to doing only the siege engine

i thought cat man was pissing

why do i have the power to activate the boxes?

librarian's ghost?

COLOR CHANGE?

was the heir me?

Game Notes:

beautiful 3D animation and modeling - very pleasing

wide attacking range - don't just attack straight forward

incredible environmental design and path making

two endings - exploration and collection for good end

diverse attack patterns and learning curve + boss rush

Summary

What a phenomenal game. I loved playing this game so much. It was challenging and I wasn't used to the souls mechanics, but I learned fast and had so much fun fighting the bosses. I love the two endings. The Bad where you replace your former self as the heir, continuing the cruel cycle. The Good where you free the Heir and find out it's you, older, someone who is no longer stuck in the cycle, and you get to be friends together. The music is absolutely gorgeous. I listened to it while falling asleep and was just sobbing from it. I love how mysterious the lore is and how everything still hasn't been answered. I love the designs of the environments and enemies and how the game can go from nice and serene to dark and creepy. I loved how this game was a perfect blend of 2D zelda plus monument valley plus a souls game, it forced me to think outside of the box and use my journal to takes notes on all the little secrets and surprises. I can def see myself play this game again, it's such a charming game that has a lot of nostalgia despite being a fairly new game. I am so happy I bought the deluxe edition, I truly cherish this game so much and love the stickers and artbooks I received. I highly recommend this game to anyone, it is such an incredible journey to go through. I'm gonna be spending a lot of time watching and reading about the lore and digging deeper into this game. Truly what a phenomenal game with such a cute yet tragic main character, ough i love tunic.

[taylortruther]

Hi Rae - I have a question for you about I hate it here - I saw this TikTok (actually was sent it… which personal sigh) about the 1830’s line and how it was indicative of white feminism and how because of the line majorly simplifying things that were happening back all using what’s happening with the Arizona abortion ban as an example of why this line is ‘incredibly harmful and problematic’. Which, like of course I don’t want to police anyone who does feel certain things about the line, because not my place but I guess… I feel like people keep taking that line out of context when I think she even shames herself for thinking that way, but they just want to focus on that part of it. I feel very seen by this song and I dont want to appear that I’m being attacked by it. How you would talk about all of it without discrediting the issues people have with this line?

Here’s the video for clearer understanding: https://www.instagram.com/p/C6FqiJZLWV9/

i admit i didn't watch the whole video, but i get the gist. my take on it is the same as yours, personally. i love the song, it's one of my favorites on the album!

i think the point of that line is to note how the past can't be romanticized as simpler, better, etc. because... it wasn't. the past still sucked, and taylor is acknowledging that even in a "palace," she would still be unhappy. it draws a parallel between the past and present: they're not so dissimilar, the same problems exist in different forms.

some people will think it's bad taste - my note from my first listen was "this is annoying." i do think that game has always been more fun for white people! my little friends played it when i was a kid and i'd always be like, "well, i'd love to live in x time period, but i'd have to go back as a white guy..." - PLUS, a lot of people simply do not want to hear this from taylor. which is fine! feel however you want!

but i think we should all just become more comfortable with saying "yeah, i didn't like that," rather than endlessly moralizing it. maybe it's not sophisticated or funny to some people, but i think that line does address the exact thing people are criticizing about it.

[m323200]

True Feelings

Luke Dunphy x Female!Reader

The readers name is Isabella Wheeler.

Warnings: None, just like a normal Modern Family TVPG episode.

SOME INFO ON THE BACKSTORY OF THEM! ⬇️

Information: Isabella Wheeler and Luke Dunphy were friends since they were friends since they were 13, but ever since Isabella’s parents abandoned her, the Dunphy’s took her in and she’s been living with them plus the Pritchett/Delgado/Tucker at certain weeks. Child Services thinks it’s a good choice. Now the two both in high school.

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(Takes place in Season 6, my version)

Friday Morning - At School

Isabella Wheeler adjusted her backpack as she made her way through the crowded hallways of her new high school. It had been almost two years since she moved in with the Dunphy family, and she was still adjusting to her new life. She glanced around, searching for her best friend, Luke Dunphy, amidst the sea of students.

"Isabella!" a familiar voice called out, and I turned to see Luke weaving his way through the crowd towards me. He flashed me a grin, his blue eyes sparkling with excitement. "Ready for another day of conquering high school?"

I smiled, feeling a surge of gratitude for the friend who had been by her side through thick and thin. "As ready as I'll ever be," I replied, falling into step beside him as we made our way to our first class.

Throughout the day, Isabella and Luke navigated the challenges of high school together, sharing inside jokes, trading notes, and offering each other unwavering support. They sat together at lunch, chatting and laughing as if they had known each other their entire lives.

As the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, me and Luke walked out of the building together, the warm afternoon sun shining down on us. "So, what's the plan for tonight?" Luke asked, slinging his arm around my shoulders.

I shrugged, a mischievous glint in her eye. "How about a movie at your place? I heard your mom bought a ton of snacks."

Luke grinned, his excitement. "Sounds perfect. Let's go."

As we walked home together, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. In the midst of all the changes and uncertainties in my life, I knew one thing for certain: with Luke by my side, I could face anything that came my way.

We were sitting on the couch watching our favorite movie Trolls. We had snacks (popcorn, water, and salad). Once the movie was over, we fell asleep. My head was on Luke’s shoulders and his head was on my head.

-Saturday Morning-

“What time is it” I ask and I realizes they slept on the couch. “Oh Shit! Luke we over slept!…Wait did you cover us with a blanket?” Luke says “No…”. “I did” Claire Dunphy says. She always think that we may end up together based on their friendship. “Also don’t forget, you two have the fair today.” Claire says. Luke bought tickets two weeks ago and Claire reminded them about it so we (mostly he) don’t forget, we don’t like it and she don’t. They seem like it’s a Lose-Lose sorta thing.

Phil drops them off, “Remember, if you need anything, call me or your mother” he says. Luke replies with how every teen says this word, “Okay!”. Luke and me tries almost all the games until, The Ferris Wheel. Isabella was afraid of heights, Luke wasn’t. “Let’s go on it.” An excited Luke says. “I can’t, you know me…I get anxiety which could lead to panic attacks…” I say. “Don’t worry, just get close to me if you feel scare or think of dogs, unicorns, rainbows.” he says. I replied with “Fine”. 

We went on and we watched the sunset go down. It was beautiful. We got close and close together, I felt calm, something I haven’t felt ever since they took me in. We looked at each other and I could only think of him.

We kissed, until the ride ended. “Oh um, sorry…” he says. “We should tell them to pick us up now…”. I say. The Dunphy’s dropped me off at Jay and Gloria’s, it was my week with them.

“In some way, I thought was it meant to be, was it the sunset that brought us together, or was it the Trolls that made me realize my true feelings to Luke. I think I love him.” I say looking at the camera sitting on the Delgado’s couch.

The ending part was a scene where they talk in front of the camera.

[ouchmaster6000]

About Me:

Age: Legal, but sometimes wish I was a shota in an Oneshota hentai. 

Gender: Incubus Subby Boy

Sex: Rough and Pelvis-Shattering please.

Orientation: Femdom-sexual

Politics: Druella’s radical faction and the Monster Girl Supremacist Party

Religion: IA! IA! SHUB-NIGGURATH! BLACK GOAT OF THE WOODS WITH A THOUSAND YOUNG!!!

Favorite food: Pussy

Favorite color: Purple 

DNI if:

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As a general rule, I don't block people unless I suspect they are not actually a person. I think it's cowardly.

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My Invader Zim Sideblog: @hideousspacebug

My Monster Girl Sideblog: @mamonoparadise

Anime / Manga I love: 

Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Soul Eater, Kill la Kill, Death Note, Panty & stocking with Garterbelt, Digimon Adventure, Digimon Tamers, Digimon Frontier, Digimon Savers, Digimon Ghost Game, Future Diary, Deadman Wonderland, Shiki, Familiar of Zero, Re: Zero, Overlord, Rising of the Shield Hero, Mushoku Tensei, Akame Ga Kill, Chained Soldier, Blood+, Madoka Magica, Rosario + Vampire, Monster Musume, Is this a Zombie?, Nyaruko-san, MM!, Little Witch Academia, Magical Witch Punie-chan, Queen’s Blade, Senran Kagura, Valkyrie Drive, Franken Fran, Tomie, Uzumaki, Junji Ito Manga, Promised Neverland, Parasyte, Sankarea, Princess Resurrection, Plus-sized Elf, 12 Beast, Creature Girls, Interspecies Reviewers, Elder Sister-like One, Love in Hell, Prison School, Domina no Do!, Don’t Toy with Me Miss Nagatoro, Freezing, Machimaho, World’s End Harem, Sin: Seven Mortal Sins, Qwaser of Stigmata, High school DxD, Heaven’s Lost Property, Date a Live, Zombie Land Saga, Gushing Over Magical Girls, Mitsudome, Yondemasu Yo! Azazel-san, Redo of Healer, Vandread, Monster Girl Doctor, Kandagawa Jet Girls, Keijo!!!!!!!!, Konosuba, Cautious Hero, Full Dive, Uncle from Another World, Akiba Maid War, Bludgeoning Angel Dokuro-chan, Asobi Asobase, Darling in the FRANXX, Cyberpunk: Edgerunners, Manyu Hikenchou!, Dropkick on My Devil, Dorohedoro, Welcome to Demon School Iruma-kun, Astarotte’s Toy, Kodomo no Jikan, Fire Force, FLCL, Space Dandy, Hoozuki no Reitetsu, Detroit Metal City, Higurashi: When They Cry, Elfen Lied, Hell Girl, Rozen Maiden, Magical Pokkan, My Life as Inukai-san’s Dog, Peter Grill & the Philosopher’s Time, Maken-Ki, Kanokon, Moetan, Uzamaid, Happy Sugar Life, Sleepy Princess in the Demon Castle, Miss Caretaker of Sunohara-sou, Gleipnir, BNA, SSSS. Gridman, Chainsaw Man, Fairy Tail, Papillon Rose, Paradise of Innocence, Berserk, Monster Wrestling: Interspecies Combat Girls, Welcome to Succubus High, Boy Soprano, Mai-chan’s Daily Life, Koro Koro Soushi, Shiragasane

Cartoons I love: 

Invader Zim, Avatar, Legend of Korra, Venture Bros, Metalocalypse, Rick & Morty, South Park, Futurama, the Simpsons, Harley Quinn, Teen Titans, Young Justice, Batman: the Animated Series, Batman Beyond, The Batman, Green Lantern, X-Men: Evolution, X-Men the Animated Series, Spectacular Spider-Man, Spider-Man: the Animated Series, Courage the Cowardly Dog, The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy, Evil con Carne, Xiaolin Showdown, PowerPuff Girls, AAAHH!!! Real Monsters, Kablam!, Action League Now, Ed Edd n Eddy, Codename: Kids Next Door, Angry Beavers, Fairly OddParents, Danny Phantom, Gravity Falls, Ren & Stimpy, Jimmy Neutron, Beetlejuice  

Live Action Shows I love:

Doctor Who, Torchwood, Sarah Jane Adventures, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, X-Files, The Lone Gunmen, Reaper, Are You Afraid of the Dark?, Star Trek: the Next Generation, Dexter, Gotham, Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Wednesday, Legion, The Gifted, Jessica Jones, Runaways

Movies (and movie series) I love:

Nightmare Before Christmas, Beetlejuice, Mars Attacks!, Sleepy Hollow, Sweeny Todd, Corpse Bride, Edward Scissorhands, Frankenweenie, Coraline, Paranorman, Alien, Hellraiser, Nightbreed, The Thing, In the Mouth of Madness, Prince of Darkness, They Live, The Fly, Videodrome, The Brood, Dagon, From Beyond, Re-Animator, Call of Cthulhu, The Whisperer in Darkness,  Necronomicon, The Resurrected, The Void, The Mist, Event Horizon, Pandorum, Dark City, The Faculty, Trick r Treat, Cabin in the Woods, Return of the Living Dead, Army of Darkness, Marebito, Audition, Vampire Girl vs Frankenstein Girl, Vampire Hunter D, 12 Monkeys, Brazil, Monty Python & the Holy Grail, Life of Brian, Pirates of the Caribbean, Men in Black, Galaxy Quest, Addams Family, Batman, Batman Returns, Dark Knight Trilogy, The Suicide Squad, Wonder Woman, Joker, X-Men, Deadpool, Spider-Man, Guardians of the Galaxy, Thor: Ragnarok

Comic Books I love:

Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, Squee!, I Feel Sick, Filler Bunny, Lenore the Cute Little Dead Girl, Serenity Rose, Nightmares & Fairy Tales, Courtney Crumrin, Vampire Cheerleaders, Princess Lucinda, Witch Girls Adventures, Cthulhu Tales, Fall of Cthulhu,  Hack / Slash, Bomb Queen, X-Men, New Mutants, Excalibur, X-Statix, X-Force, Deadpool, She-Hulk, Spider-Man, Venom, Batman, Batgirl, Catwoman, Harley Quinn, Birds of Prey, Secret Six, Suicide Squad, Teen Titans, Outsiders, Wonder Woman, Calvin & Hobbes, Pearls Before Swine, The Far Side

 Books I love:

Monster Girl Encyclopedia, Cthulhu Mythos, Books by H.P. Lovecraft, The Hellbound Heart, Cabal, Mr. B. Gone, Books by Clive Barker, The Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, D&D Novels, Greyhawk Novels, Forgotten Realms Novels, War of the Spider Queen, Magic the Gathering Novels, Warhammer 40k novels, Horus Heresy: Primarchs, Goosebumps

Book series I wanna read someday soon:

Horus Heresy (main series), Legend of Drizzt (Have only read comic adaptation)

Tabletop Games I love:

Dungeons & Dragons, Pathfinder, Call of Cthulhu, Warhammer 40k, Magic the Gathering, Weiss Schwarz, Digimon, Pokemon

Video Games I love: 

Senran Kagura, Digimon Cyber Sleuth, Digimon World 2, Pokemon, Disgaea, Skullgirls, Soul Calibur, Injustice, Marvel vs. Capcom, Darkstalkers, Blaz Blue, Guilty Gear, Baldur’s Gate 3, Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous, Warhammer: Rogue Trader, Batman: Arkham Asylum, Bioshock 2, Nightmare Ned, Goosebumps: Escape from Horrorland, Gal Gun, Femdom University, Breeders of the Nephelym, Monster Girl Island, Escalation, Dominatrix Simulator

Video Games I like the lore / setting / characters of, but still need to play / havent played much:

Dark Souls, Bloodborne, Elden Ring, Resident Evil, Nier Automata, Valkyrie Drive, Kandagawa Jet Girls, Pathfinder: Kingmaker, Digimon Survive, the rest of the Digimon World Games, a bunch of other Warhammer games.

Favorite Bands / Musical Artists:

Dethklok, Galaktikon, Lordi, Disturbed, Slipknot, Sorrowseed, Sinergy, Blackthorn, Creature Feature, Rufus Rex, Nightwish, Power Wolf, Patron Saint of Plagues, Tridevil, Voltaire, Stephen Lynch, Weird Al Yankovic, Gygax, String Storm, Abominable Intelligence, AmaLee, Ali Project, Necronomidol, BabyMetal, Myth & Roid, Yousei Teikoku, TeddyLoid, Kevin Manthei, Danny Elfman, Yasuharu Takanashi

[theangrypomeranian]

tagged by @daddygrandpaandthebeaver and @babsvibes <3333

(note: i'm going to make most of my answers for my angrypomeranian psued because i don't really wanna bring up my past fandoms if i can help it lol)

1. How many works do you have on AO3

43

2. What's your total word count?

can i just say too many?? lol i'm very long winded when i write.

okay so i actually did the math...dear god. 774,967 (i really am long winded omfg i'm so sorry y'all)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Bob's Burgers

4. Top 5 fics by kudos:

Baby Steps, I Think I'd Have a Heart Attack, The Devil Doesn't Bargain, 12 Days of Bob-mas, and It's a Promise.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I need to get better about this. I want to, but part of me worries about people thinking i'm inflating my comment numbers by doing so. i know that's really stupid lol but there it is. i appreciate every single comment though, you guys are the best. <333

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

so i love angst with my whole heart but i prefer to write happy endings. i think the fic with the angiest ending is probably It's a Promise, since it ends with Zeke walking away and Tina still with Jordan.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Things You Said: When We Were the Happiest We Ever Were. it's so disgustingly cheesy and i love it. <3 can't wait to make it canon in the Baby Steps verse :3

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not in this fandom. in my last one i did and it was honestly kind of funny because it was for a ship that literally only i shipped lmaoooo

9. Do you write smut?

oh yeah lol.

10. Do you write crossovers?

not unless really specific AUs count lol

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

in a past fandom, yes.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes i have, with the lovely and talented @littleredruns <33333

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

Zekina and Barryl <3333333 (i literally cannot choose between them, they are equal to me now).

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

nothing posted, thankfully. there are a few in my docs, though...

16. What are your writing strengths?

angst and slow burns.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

world building, i suck at it so so much help-

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

as someone who did it a lot in a past fandom (cringecringecringe), please please please do your research and don't depend on Google Translate. be mindful of people who are reading and may actually speak that language.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

posted? Pokemon lol. unposted? Warrior Cats lmaooooooo

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

outside of Baby Steps (lil too obvious lol), Safe and Sound. i'm so proud of this fic and i think about it all the time. i pumped out over 30k words in under a week and it combines my OTP with a world i love with my whole heart. plus i'm pretty sure it's the first Hunger Games au in the fandom (if i'm wrong please let me know).

i tag: @littleredruns, @lovelyxxxsymone, @keepyourhornson-spyro, @burgerspeople, @casually-concerned, @pixiestickers, and @thedarkestgreys <3 (please don't feel any obligation to do this if you don't want to).

[athousandotherfaces]

kynesgrove, morthal, and markarth for the skyrim asks!

Thank you for the ask! Heads up, I've thought about some of these things for the better part of a decade so there's rambling. Enjoy the scroll!

Kynesgrove: What's your favorite non-major city/town/settlement?

Rorikstead! I think that it has such an intriguing position and a narrative that isn't explicitly explored; it's just hinted at through ambient elements and some PC/ NPC dialogue. I really love that it feels cozy, but slightly unsettling if you stop and think about it.

There's the lack of almost any grown women among the residents, aside from one elvish woman in town. It's positioned close to two known Forsworn camps/strongholds (Serpent's Bluff Redoubt and Bleakwind Bluff respectively) Which, hey, yes they could've popped up after the town was established. (which is another strange point of interest: Rorik lives in town and says he founded it: but it's also mentioned as having been founded literal ages ago in written records) The residents mention they haven't had a bad harvest in years. Years, despite war, hardly any work force to harvest things and being easily open to raids from bandits, Forsworn, what have you. Jouane, the healer, has several books on daedric worship in his home, and has an ambient dialogue with one of the young girls not to tell anyone about their 'little secret' when she asks if he can teach her magic. These facts taken together make me think there's a deal between the townsfolk of Rorikstead and the Forsworn that entails ladies of a certain age be sacrificed to ensure these unfailing harvests. Given it's location Rorikstead is isolated from a lot of the protections of Whiterun Hold and it's mentioned by some of the NPCs- they're essentially on their own. It's also pretty close to a dragon burial mound and a vampire den. Which I think is also meant to further highlight that the village is basically left to fed for itself (without much scrutiny) because it is so far from Whiterun. Dialogue from guards even mentions that Rorikstead is more susceptible to a dragon attack because of its location, low martial population and lack of defensible space. All this, plus you can find Erik the Slayer, probably my favorite follower here: Visit Rorikstead!

Morthal-Do you enjoy exploring dungeons and ruins? Why or why not?

I do! I've done so many different dragonborn builds that each time I do dungeon diving it feels fun. Now that's not to say I don't find it repetitive after a bit. I've played plenty of hours of Skyrim and Dragon age 2 (a game not gracefully noted for diverse dungeon maps); I really think, and this isn't to let things off the hook, but as a rpg fan you gotta make your own fun after a bit. I will say some ruins are more engaging than others and some feel like they are meant to break you of the impulse to get in and out quickly, while others are more of a see-if-you can-outlast atmosphere (I'm looking at Forelhost, Labyrinthian, and several Dwemer ruins). I'm a huge fan of the set dressing and narrative elements the dungeons and ruins have. I also really enjoy using followers. I have my go to followers but I do try to swap in new faces too, both vanilla and mod added followers.

Markarth-If you could rewrite one questline in Skyrim, which would it be?

Ooh, that's a tough one. Really tough.

I think if I had to pick one I would say it would be more of an additional pathway instead of a complete rewrite. But I thought for the longest time that if a few choices were made throughout the Dark Brotherhood and Thieves Guild questlines that there should be a hybridized questline added for a dragonborn who becomes Listener for the Brotherhood and Guildmaster for the Thieves Guild that deals with Maven Black-Briar & her hold on the DB & Thieves Guild after you get into the top spots.

If I remember correctly you can in both questlines tell or hint to Maven Black-Briar/her loyalists that your cooperation as her pawn as you go up the ranks is wearing thin/will cease once you're in sufficiently with the groups and they're restored to their proper glory. I would really love for there to have been an attempt by Maven (especially if she's made jarl through the civil war questline) to try to have you framed for a major political crime or just outright attempt to have you assassinated by the Morag Tong (or just frame the Morag Tong since they're not friendly to the DB and it could easily lead to inter-assassin guild fighting allowing Maven to attempt to take them down in a bid to extend her reach and consolidate power). Maven just never struck me as someone who tolerated the idea of power being wrested away from her, or just the appearance of losing grip on power like the guilds command. So some upstart dragonborn suggesting they'll be doing just that felt like it should have a pretty strong response from her.

[crystalelemental]

Started up Little Witch Nobeta. I'm only in like Area 2, but preliminary thoughts.

Before I get into this, I want to say something. It might not have been their official marketing, but pretty much everything I saw about this game prior to getting it referred to it as a "souls-like," so I will be following suit in that comparison. Because...there are quite a few similarities, and I lack familiarity with the broader genre to make other comparisons.

The game is, overall, a bit clunky? Mechanically there are a few frustrations, mostly in where they start the default controls. The camera is way too close, spins way too fast, and the basic attack button to me really feels like a dodge, so I keep fucking up my inputs. It's really embarrassing.

On the positive side, the game seems very...stress-free. HP and MP auto-regenerate while you travel, and I've never once come close to dying. The worst was around halfway, and it was specifically in two situations: where I was fucking around trying to get the Absorption timing (failed miserably), and when I was fucking around trying to show my wife the fencer doll design (I am not good enough at dodging to do this). Damage numbers are fairly low, and the recovery means it's never too much of a problem to eat shit in a room.

Right now the most frustrating aspect of the game is the lockon sucking ass. When you lock on, all it does is lock your camera on. Your spells have a separate toggle to aim, and it does not auto-align, so if you lock on and fire, odds are you missed. Which...sucks. It's really bad. There's bonus damage for landing headshots too, which is endlessly frustrating given this lack of automatic targeting to the broader body in the first place, but also because there's recoil for firing that throws your next shot slightly off from the first. It's messy. On the plus side, the above auto-regen covers a lot of this fault. But in the moment, it can get annoying to just constantly miss, especially when hitting also doesn't seem to stagger so you take more damage anyway.

The thing I'm enjoying most...well, two things. First is level up rate. The Souls games are about building out a character slowly over the course of the game, but levels feel very finite as a result, and there's very little variety to be had because points only go into what aligns to the build. Nobeta feels like I get like 6-8 levels every save point. It's a nice experience.

I will divert momentarily to comment, this could easily come back to haunt them a bit. One of my favorite Souls-related videos (around Elden Ring specifically) talks about the concept of diegetic difficulty in games, noting that Souls games have an "Easy mode" in the sense that the game becomes much easier or harder depending on the skills and traits you use. In the original Dark Souls, Sorcery was the effective easy mode. Powerful ranged attacks with high spell count meant you could ignore a lot of the direct combat aspects of the game, and made it a lot easier as a result, albeit with certain things then becoming more difficult because you had no melee capability. Nobeta is, presumably, balanced around the fact that ranged attacks are guaranteed, which could be a better or worse outcome depending on how they do with the whole situation. More on that once I'm better acquainted with the game.

The other thing I really like is the magic system actually having variety. Look. Dark Souls magic sucks ass. It's so fucking boring. It's all just different blue beams. Sometimes they go fast and deal little damage, sometimes they're slow and deal big damage, sometimes they hover for a bit before tracking the enemy, but they're all visually boring blue beams of power or whatever. It sucks. Even the alternates of miracles (just lightning bolts) and pyromancy (just fire, sometimes poison) are limited. Magic just always feels really restrictive in the souls games. Nobeta, being focused on the magic, has different types. I've only encountered two: your starting Arcane/Dark spells that have heavy impact and pierce with charge, and the new Ice that operates like a gatling gun that can be charged to multi-target enemies and rain death from above. They feel and look distinct, and I like this a lot.

Still getting truly acquainted with the game. My timing is shit, my familiarity with controls is lacking, I have had no real trouble beating whatever I come up against, and progression feels fast-paced. Enjoying it so far, will update over time.

[poptartmochi]

OC QUESTION TIME!!! 2, 14, 25, 29, 39, and 50!

OHHHHHOHOHOH, YOU'RE APPROACHING ME!!!! i am not the jonker babey but i AM the rambler so! i'm preemptively putting this below a readmore :']< thank you for the ask sky!!! 😄😄😄💙

here's the prompt!

2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs?

So. 😐😳😳🙈🙈 right now I think the uncontested favorite is Gioia! she's just so girlie of all time... I think the different stages of her character are what keep pulling me back to her- I don't have many characters like that and it's really fun to brainstorm the bridges between each of her eras. Another favorite is Lana, my YGO GX oc and also. my first one ever <3 Gioia has in-universe eras but Lana... lana has had so many rewrites and reincarnations to get to where she is now. working on her feels like honoring baby sarah so I am very partial to Ms. Lana too 🥰

14. Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory

ouuuuug I have SO many with tragic backstories.. i was one of those kids growing up that was obsessed with putting my characters through the most harrowing shit ever 😆 i say that like it's in the past.. i am still on this madness n mania! I think one the most tragic backstories I have is that of my Dragon Ball Xenoverse protagonist... Goten! 🤓🤠🤪🤪🤪🤓🤓😳

truthfully in retrospect I cannot tell you WHY I decided to play as Goten, beyond the fact that Xeno Trunks doesn't have his bestie + seemed a bit lonely.. i said by god I'm gonna help you trunks!! 😭😭 I don't remember how or why I ended up where I did, but I decided that this specific iteration of Goten would be from a version of the timeline (and there is. a lot of lore I wrote to explain this 🆘🆘) where Frieza did end up succeeding in defeating Goku and conquering the Earth, falling in line with the Frieza Planet #80 thing that happens in one of the games (I never played it, but I read about this on the wiki and went hahahahahaha). I'm answering this question last so I won't talk too deeply about The Tragedies that happen in his timeline prior to Xenoverse, but :( he ofc never got to meet his dad, and he loses Gohan and Chichi back to back.. I'm going through my notes again- even Piccolo dies?! 😭 Anyways, Goten grows up in a world where everyone is faced with a power so intense that struggling against it is futile. Despite knowing this, the remaining Z Fighters struggle anyways... Without any intervention, the future is very bleak.

Things only change when Goten gets into an attack ship to leave Earth (I think this was originally to go somewhere that he could become powerful without drawing Frieza's attention? but then it kinda fridges the rest of the Z Fighters so i'm not super keen on it anymore..) He's beamed into the prologue of Xenoverse, and the plot unfurls pretty normally from there. Despite the headache he gets trying to understand everything, he's pretty happy to be in the Time Patrol because it does help him become more powerful! plus he gets to learn more about his father + also how to defeat Frieza! I don't think I ever properly circled around to his original narrative, before Xenoverse, but I think that arc should conclude with him realizing Frieza is on some fucked up time sauce and that they Actually Shouldn't be as powerful as they are.. shenanigans ensue, it takes Goten WITH all of the Xenoverse experience, the Z Fighters, and a surprise betrayal from Vegeta to defeat him. :]

Even though his original business with the Time Patrol is finished at that point, I think he stayed with them because he was curious about How his timeline got so fucked up from the original one... this loops into Xenoverse 2, I imagine. Anyways, he has one foot in the Time Patrol and one foot in his own world- iirc they are able to revive everyone who died during Frieza's conquest of Earth bc Gohan has a romance with Videl in their timeline? but I think Goku stays dead bc he'd died twice at that point??

anyways this concluded with xenoverse pan swag, at least one xeno gotenks moment where he uses TWO SWORDS YAHH (Goten uses either Yajirobe's katana or Yamcha's Azure Dragon Sword.. i forget which though 😭😭😭), and a smidge of truten 🥺🥺🥺 to top it all off. his and trunks' relationship here drives me INSANE because like. Trunks doesn't exist in Goten's timeline and Goten doesn't exist in Trunks' timeline, and yet here they are!!! i think they're able to relate on a lot of things too, but primarily the melancholy of fixing issues with the Main Timeline, where everything is good and right, where Goku and Gohan are alive. 🥺 now that I think of it, the one event where your character is supposed to stop Trunks from yeehawing into the sunset with Future Gohan is probably. very difficult for Goten because he'd probably disappear with his suddenly-alive brother too, if given the chance! but anyways thanks to these kinds of things they have a lot of trust in each other + a lot of synchronization between each other.. I think that makes xenoverse 2 a lot more dramatic too mwahahaha

(i answered this one last bc i was worried i'd go overboard with it... the prophecy came true, girl help!! 😱🤪🤪)

25. The OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)

This one... it is very funny to me... so as I said above, Lana was my first OC ever.. when I first made her at the age of 6 or 7, she was really just a modpodge of things I thought were cool: France 😞, fashion, mysterious green blood that was from another universe....??? When Lana was created, she barely had a personality and well.. since I was an isolated child living on the internet, we really didn't have anything in common.

I rewatched YGO GX during the first COVID lockdown with my sister and girl it woke something UP in me. In her current iteration, there are.. a lot of similarities... like baby me, she was pretty isolated as a kid but Also Thought Nothing of It; she had a fish out of water moment when she finally did get to be around people her own age normally; she had a lot of anxiety about underperforming when compared to her older sibling (this birthed my favorite thing ever for Lana... the Syrus brotherhood of steel.. i thought syrus SUCKED as a kid so this is personally hysterical)... Once she settles into school, she really does fine in her own regard! but that doesn't stop her from having a Senior Year Disillusionment Moment <3, and it takes her many a few years to get back on her feet after graduation...

i'm looking at Lana like 👀👀👀👀 if you can bounce back so can i!!! so can i bitch!!! 👀👀👀👀

29. Which one of your OCs would go investigate an abandoned house at night without telling anyone they’re going?

so considering Gioia literally abandons her entire life to run away with some mystery man and quintessentially go explore some haunted house, without telling anyone... it is Gioia hands down, easy peasy 🤓🤓🤓🤓

I could also see Asa, Thee Primordial Skyrim OC, doing this because she just gets up to this kind of shit accidentally </3 Another OC who would actually do it on purpose would be two of my many Dragon's Dogma OCs: Seveste and Samara! they are twins your honor :] Seveste would do it in pursuit of cool treasure.. Samara would do it to convene with the spirits that haunt the house 😫

39. Introduce any character you want

so I Was going to tell you all about my Dragon's Dogma OCs because they marked the beginning of an Era for my OC creation, and tbh I don't think I'd've gotten to Gioia if not for them, but... I barely have any notes about them and tbh I don't remember the lore enough to actually go into detail about them </3

SO.

I will instead tell you of one of my favorite DD memories and give you a little more info on the aforementioned Mister Seveste! first.. I made him and his sister when I was 15, so. </3 keep this in mind. When I first made him, I wanted to really lean into the thief king idea But I couldn't come up with a name for him.. so I asked my sister for help naming him and she was like Oh! Heinz! because he does Heinous Things!

..............

as u can tell, I Did Not Name Him Heinz. it's funny in retrospect because my first thought back then was Heinz Doofenshmirtz and I was like, NO!!! HE IS SERIOUS!! >:[ but now, he kind of is a doofenshmirtz-esque character..

This Doofenshmirtz aura stems HEAVILY from one very iconic moment in his playthrough. You can romance basically any character in Dragon's Dogma (my first playthrough iirc i Accidentally Romanced the innkeeper or quest-giver without knowing it bc i talked to them frequently. girl help!!), so for Seveste's playthrough I decided to properly romance Aelinore, the young wife of the duke, who is. Much Older Than Her :( iirc this romance was written pretty nicely, although I think you do get thrown in prison and whipped for cucking the duke 🥺🥺 It's all worth it because, in the end, you do get Aelinore out of her situation!!

So, Aelinore romance arc concluded! I carried on with the plot, which eventually meant I had to fight the Now Super Aged Duke in his bedchambers.. Important note here, Seveste is a magick archer and iirc he could shoot flaming arrows? And there were many pots of oil in the bedchambers.. so I remember either pouring these pots out all over the floor or just setting them up maybe? all while the old and feeble duke is trying to get a few punches in on mister Seveste.. it was a time

I got it all set up though, and so the most iconic moment of my entire life unfolded... I had Seveste ready a flaming arrow, and then I yelled at this poor old dying fuck, "FIRST I STOLE YOUR WIFE... NOW I STEAL YOUR LIFE!!!" And then I shot the arrow and he blew the FUCK UP <3

My younger sister and I were like OUHHHHHHH!!!!! It's one of my fondest memories to this day XD Whenever I think back on it now, my brain applies a Doofenshmirtz voice to the quote which makes it even more potent!

50. Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

all of this has made me want to play Dragon's Dogma again... the second game is coming out soon so maybe I should!! beyond that, MAN.. Something I've realized lately is that I honestly need to start reading more and taking more media in.

Growing up, most of my OCs were basically dolls with enough personality and story to make go mwah mwah with the canon characters in whatever thing I was watching. That, or they were my fucked up little meow meows that I used to RP the Hunger Games or what have you... Between Dragon's Dogma and now, I think they've gained a stronger sense of narrative BUT. Something I've noticed between my more recent major OCs like Lana, Thalis, and Gioia is that they're all a reflection of myself in one way or another. Which is partially fine, everything I ever create will have a bit of me in it somehow yk. But I think they're a little repetitive and I want to branch out more with their personalities and stories.. everyone kind of has a depressed girl era that they crawl out of, which I've written to give myself hope in a personally dark time but.. their depressed girl eras can be Richer! them crawling out of the hole can have more depth!

I want to revamp a lot of the OCs I made in my youth and rewrite their stories, but I think I will expand my own horizons before I do so!

[sonodaten]

Okay, now that I’ve finished my first playthrough I can organize my thoughts more. Under cut for potential spoilers.

THE GOOD:

-New vocations. Mystic spearhand, Warfarer, and even Trickster (even though I usually hate to play as a non-damage focused class) are all so incredibly fun to play that I basically maxed them out while “giving them a try” before I even realized what happened. I’d like to see the other mixed vocations from the first game return (Magick Knight!) but honestly a lot of their stuff was pretty seamlessly integrated into the existing classes or the new classes, so I’m not sure we will :/

-Monsters. It seems only fitting in the giant monster fighting RPG, the first two things I’d praise are the new ways of fighting and the monsters. Not only are there a lot of my favorites from the first game, but some great new ones like Minotaurs, Medusa, and the Sphinx. The fights are just as big as the last game, but some of the new ones are mechanically interesting as well. Medusa’s petrification beams have to be avoided (or not if you’re trying to do something special!), kinda reminiscent of the cockatrice from the first game but less annoying. The Gigantus boss fight has you desperately attacking stakes on its body to drain it of the Brine (whoever put that one on its heel, I saw it and I love you for it). And even with all, DDII did not forget that it was the “climb monsters and beat the shit out of them” game and made it BETTER, and for that, I can only respect them.

-Story (NOTE: at the time, I have only played through the base story and gotten the “Peace” ending, I have not gone through the Unmoored World quests and gotten the true ending). Story has never been the strong suit for DD (though DA was the standout for me), but I think DDII is a step up. The political intrigue is interesting and fun, the new Kingdom is cool, and Dragons are awesome. If there is one thing I will lament it’s that there was an element of silliness/humor in the first game that is sort of gone here (but there’s plenty of humor to be found in side quests, so I’m not particularly sore about it). There are not enough words to describe how I felt (and the shriek I let out) when I started to explore the Sea Floor Shrine and Realized.

THE MEH:

-Music. As someone who has spent the last 12 years listening to DD/DD:DA’s OST, this one was kind of a let down. I do still have my favorites (Harve Village and Melve Village), and was so excited to see some return (End of the Struggle), but I think it’s the overall mood that just kinda puts me off? I think there’s just something more melancholy and sad as a recurring theme in the first game’s music, which fits great into that game’s overall messaging and plot. Dragon’s Dogma II at most times just feels…generic fantasy? Like it wouldn’t seem out of place in any fantasy game, as opposed to music that was made for this game if that makes sense. Not bad music by any means, but certainly a step down from the first game.

THE BAD:

-Portcrystals. Specifically, the lack of portcrystals. I am not quite sure how you make a game map that is 2x the size of your first game and think cutting the number of available portcrystals in half is even remotely good. I know there are “technically” 7 bc of the portcrystals already in Harve and Vermund, which begs the question of why there isn’t one in/around Bakbattahl—the capital of the other nation and major city in the game????? Baffling to me. Ox carts do lessen the strain of traveling well-worn roads a little, but they’re cold comfort when they can get attacked so frequently and destroyed if a stiff breeze goes by them. There should’ve been 10 AT LEAST; 10 was excessive for DD:DA, but 10 (so the 2 at Harve and Vermund plus 8 satellites to put wherever you want) would’ve been a skeleton network for how big this map is. Also, like the first game, if you placed a portcrystal in the world and then started a new game from cleared game data, those portcrystals should have stayed where you put them. Wtf do you mean they’re all in my storage????

Overall impression: 9/10. Yeah, it was worth 12 years.

[vel-sig-gaming]

[Wildfrost] Review: "RNG" means "Skill Issue"

Card games are one of my favorite types of games. deckbuilding is fun, finding synergies like roguelikes or just looking for combos like a fighting game, it's like building a miniature game. Getting insane combos is fun in any game. There's a lot of room for different artstyles and mechanics in card games that can drastically changer he pacing and gameplay while still keeping the same genre. And recently I found wildfrost is one of the exemplars of what a card game should be.

It's a roguelike game, and you have a very limited deck selection. You'll only have about 10-15 chances to pick up a card all game including shops, and there's about 8 battles per run. Despite that it's still insanely deep and with enough synergies to make even standard 40 card deckbuilders weep in envy.

For starters, you can (usually) only play one card per turn, and you have a battle grid as well. So despite the action limit many things are still happening so the exemplary never feels slow. Cards attack automatically when deployed, and you have units or spells, basically. Combat normally looks like playing units and keeping them safe with spells while shutting down the enemy's threats, you can move your units around to dodge but if your leader dies it's all over.

The real fun part is charms and crowns though. Roguelike games are always famous for insane combos that are super inconsistent,t that's the high notes of that genre However, this game gives you consistency (for a price.) you can buy crowns which effectively allow you to play any card for free on turn 0. This makes each run feel standard enough, as it's not hard to force a specific interaction.

Combine that with charms which have a million different effects, ranging from +2 attack to "This card hits all enemies'.

The neat part is that everything ties into each other, in the sense of both charms and the actual cards. That charm that gives +2 attack? Can go on units, sure, but it can even go on spells. Even things that normally don't do damage. That card that had 0 attack, but applies a tiny debuff to all enemies? Guess that just got overpowered. It's all these little interactions, making any effect apply to any card in essence that maks you feel like a true gamer when making combos, And it's also why this game can afford to be so hard.

Indeed, thats the main criticism others have of this game, that it's unbalanced. Sad to say, everyone saying that is not only wrong, they're bad at the game. Because after a while playing it's VERY clear to see that the devs thought of everything. it's why some cards have pre-build effects like hitting all enemies, or consuming on use (so you can't apply consume effects to them again) or a million tiny effects like that. And when you see what the devs intended, it's crazy fun to break the game.

On the side of actual complaints though, Much like slay the spire though, you'll find that the first few difficulty modifiers make the game EASIER instead of harder (harder enemies, but more gold, for one.) Plus, in some fights, there's clearly an intended counter that if you don't have you just die, probably. Not to mention certain combos feel WAY too reliant on a single card that you only have like 6 chances to find before a boss slaughters you. Plus, the IMO most fun card in the game is only unlockable on the 3rd difficulty modifier. And lastly, for a roguelike, it felt no longer quite appealing after beating the final final boss just a few times, Though a 33 hour playtime can hardly be called a bad deal.

To summarize, it's a very good game. If you like hard games, strategy, card games, or just the general aesthetic it provides, it's worth every penny. Oh also the music is a banger, especially for the final 2 fights. Insanely fire.

Final recommendation: 8/10

[bye-bye-firefly]

So I just finished The Last of Us part 2. I really liked it!! I enjoyed the flashback sequences a lot and the overarching story and characters were all super great!

I ended up getting pretty attached to Abby. Her whole section was such a highlight, I loved seeing her interact with Lev and Yara. I was filled with like so much dread during the whole beginning section of her pov because I was scared of liking her and then I was filled with dread at end of her pov section because I didn’t want to see her reaction to all her friends being dead and then I was just sooo scared during her and Ellie’s whole fight scene. I’m really happy she got to go off with Lev in the boat at the end. I thought their relationship was really sweet! I got pretty attached to him too! He was great. He was wonderful. I was really nervous during that whole bit where that house was burning down and that random person came out and attacked him like, I had to start talking at the screen while I was watching that because I was so anxious. But the scar island was so pretttyyyy and the horse riding was so cool!! I loved the atmosphere! Also, loved the bridge section! It looked really cool too!!! And the way he was comforting Abby throughout the whole thing! I love it when characters are caring and I love it when characters care about each other! It’s so great!!!

And then I also really liked Dina!! She was so awesome! Her and Ellie were precious. Like their first kiss?? “You go, I go”??? It was soooooooo!! I liked them so much! I was also really excited that they made her Jewish!! So now she gets to be my favorite Jewish representation in a piece of media! Plus, Ellie’s bracelet had a Hand of Fatima on it! That was such a sweet little detail! It was awesome! And on an unrelated note to that, I loved her reaction to Ellie’s mask cracking! Like the sheer panicccc. And then the scene where Dina and Ellie are talking about Ellie’s immunity! Like, the heavy breathing and the expressions and then Ellie’s burden line. I was in such total shock for that bit. It was very intense. The voice acting for when she’s begging Ellie to stay tooooo I loved it so much!! Very cool scenes!

And then also Ellie’s character development was really brutal. Like, it hurt. Her killing Nora was so hard to watch. But like I love the way they did it. The lighting and the way Ellie’s facial expression changes was superr well done and then just like the way she’s so shaken up afterwards. Then when she kills Mel and Owen too and you have to watch her freak out and regret it, like the whole thing is a bit nauseating. And then at the end where she’s looking for Abby and she’s injured and weak and is desperately calling out Abby’s name. Felt sorta reminiscent of those scenes in media where like a character is dying and they’re desperately looking for their loved one to make sure they’re safe or something, but like Ellie’s looking for her specifically to kill her. And then there was also this whole sense of exhaustion to the whole thing. And like, it didn’t even feel like Ellie really wanted to kill Abby when they fought the second time, it felt more like she felt like she had to. I think. A good chunk of my experience watching this game was just me feeling anxious and ill and wishing the characters would curl up in a blanket with some hot chocolate and chill and that fight scene was definitely one of those times

Alright, and I also wanted to say the ending made me sad. Like, the whole game made me sad with the whole cycle of violence, revenge and grief thing going on. But just like seeing the empty house and then her playing the song before it cuts to that flashback. And like that flashback is definitely my favorite part of the game. Hearing the “but I’d like to try” after all this emotional buildup was sooo impactful. Like, seeing Joel and Ellie have this moment where all this hurt is so clear and There, where Joel has said he would do it again, where you can so very plainly tell that they love each other and then to hear that response. And then it cuts back to the present with Joel dead and her alone, physically unable to finish the song. It made me feel so mournful and lonely.

Not that I feel sad in like a nihilistic kind of way! Just in a a bunch of horrible things happened way. Like, I still feel hopeful since like Ellie didn’t kill Abby and she was able to actually let herself think about the last conversation she had with Joel, I don’t think she’ll be alone forever. Hopefully she’ll make more connections with more people. I really want her to be happy.

Anyway, Penny was very silly. I got impatient so I kinda just went and looked up the last of us part 2 and picked whatever playlist popped up first to watch the rest of the gameplay but I was very much enjoying her playthrough! Excited for whenever she uploads another episode. Lesbian hivemind, huchaaa, and getting lost while playing a linear game were all highlights of my viewing experience.

YESSSS FINALLY!!!! i have been so worried that by the end of this it was going to be like No, it's bad BUT ITS NOTTTTT YESSSSS I WIN!!! I FUCKING WIN!!! MY VICTORY MY PERFECT FUCKING VICTORY!!!!!

YESSS i love abby and lev. i always start abby's section iffy because by that point, she is only aware that what she did was wrong. like you see her face when she kills joel in her section. she knows it hasnt fixed anything, she knows shes fucked up, the only reason she powers through is because This is what she wanted. For years. there is so much about abby's section that really sells to you like This game. Isn't about revenge. It's about forgiveness.

dinas inclusion was absolutely to uphold neil druckmanns narrative on israel-palestine, which is incredibly flawed and Evil and tlou2 contains all these bullshit parallels and when you read it like that, it sucks. dina's character sucks because she's there to hold up the image of israel. However. the good thing about neil druckmann's confused take is that it lends to it falling apart completely. and so i dont even have to read it like that. And that's why I love dina. because ultimately dina is a wrench in everything where if everyone who comes from jackson is palestine, then it makes no fucking sense to have dina be there. dina is there and she wants ellie to pull back, but so does literally everyone else who sees her out there. jesse wants ellie to pull back because she literally abandons him when she sees a chance to get to abby and hes like That's Weird and then also DINA IS PREGNANT like seeing this whole game as israel-palestine at the time when the game came out is just. Ugh. druckmann. it does complicate dina's character, but ultimately, i think she is just fucking awesome. by the end of the game, no one wants to go after one another. like abby has moved on. the wlf dont even give a shit about ellie or jackson or whatever theyre doing. the seraphites didnt care in the first place. like. its over. its so fucking over. and dina is ready to have it be completely over. her bitching tommy out is awesome dina ultimately is awesome and neil druckmann is WRONG his game is about FORGIVENESS!!!!

yeah the end of the game. that is really what made me realise that it was all about love and forgiveness and wow . wow. because that is them finally making up. they had plans to make it further but that is i think all they needed. i would like to try. god damn man i love this game i really do love this game. everything EVERYTHING that happens its about love its about forgiveness its about all of it and they put you through ellies part not to tell you about how BAD revenge is but to show you that its hurting her, its hurting the people she loves, and she is getting nothing out of it. by the time they decide to leave seattle, ellie hasnt even seen abby. and for WHAT. because its like. she is hurting because she has hurt people. she is reliving trauma because she has hurt people. abby loses everything, but then ELLIE loses everything. dina, her kid, her place in jackson, everything. and it sucks that this couldve been avoided had abby just . Forgiven Joel. which is an INCREDIBLY difficult ask and its a fucking big one and i think thats why it couldnt have happened. there is no world where joel makes it out of his impulse decisions ALIVE. there is no world where abby doesnt push herself and everyone else toward this goal. there is no world where all her friends think its justified and righteous. there is no world where ellie doesnt chase her. this game is Inevitable. they were all always going to make these mistakes. but it is also inevitable that they find their way to forgive, whether it be "it's you..." or "just take him and go" or "i dont know if i can forgive you for that, but i'd like to try" and that is what is really beautiful. the fact that abby, who can cheat with a man who's about to be a father, who can kill joel while his daughter screams at her to stop, who can almost kill a pregnant woman, can find LOVE? can find FAMILY? and can be a genuinely good person? like fuck fuck fuck ohhh myyy goddddd hrhroeuhgoitjh ... .. its just like. christ man .

and thats another reason why i cling to this game so much because abby is Literally Me maybe not to the extreme but to the point where i have made mistakes and done some terrible fucking things. like i slipped down the alt-right pipeline and it took me a while to get where i am today and forgive myself and know better. like hate is a hard thing to get out of. and abby Goes Through that she Claws Her Way out of that no matter what sorts of terrible shit she's done and she gets reprimanded for EVERYTHING for ALL OF ITTTT she faces the consequences of her actions she doesnt just GET OFF for it and i HATE the idea that to pay she has to die. like. look at where she ended up. look at her friends. "i shouldve gotten the choice to kill her in the end" First of all you are playing tlou. This game has never been about choices. It's linear. Second of all. You missed the fucking point.

i am so glad you get it IM SO GLAD YOU GET IT TTTTASDGHALKGJAWREHGKJAER RRAAAAGHHH this is amazing. this is so fucking amazing. and now youre prepared for that fic that im still working on orz

pennys playthroughs are SO fucking funny i love her so much. im very excited for when she finishes the game also i know that she has played it before? i think? i think she says that when she starts the first game but i cant remember. but im just so excited to hear her thoughts. penny has such a good take on tlou1 that i know shes going to have a take that i agree with on tlou2 im so excited

[chaoswithkaycee]

Hellfire and Honeysuckle, Chapter One

Synopsis: A new girl has moved to Hawkins after the events of the hospital attack, with her own story and her own secrets. She's passionate about many things - her education, baking, friendship, kindness - and ready to finally make friends after a lifetime of running from place to place.

Warnings: Discussion of domestic abuse, discussion of murder, trauma but very little angst discussion (for now), disability, pervert thoughts but no actions

Rating: Minors DNI, this fic will have smut in later parts.

Author’s Note: This fic is both an attempt at self-love (the character's image, accent, disability, and some history are very much based on my own) and the first work I've written in over a decade. It's also the first thing I've ever posted to a public forum. Please be nice. A big thank you, once more, to @thisishellfire and @writerwannabetree for creating stories with plus-sized characters, spurring me to create a story with a character like me.

Word Count: 4k-ish

Honey hated new schools - she always had. Her mother moved her around so often, she’d started to mix up the names of her classmates in other states and other cities. Was Ian in Colorado, or was he in North Dakota? Stacey, Stacey was in Virginia. Or was that California? She’d tried to stay in contact each time, but each time, she’d fallen through. Their numbers would get lost, the phone didn’t have long-distance ability, or her mom just didn’t let her call them. She couldn’t really blame her - Mom didn’t want Dad to find either one of them, after she’d fled with Honey from their tiny hometown in Texas one night when she was six years old. Honey remembered looking at her mother from the passenger seat, clutching the only thing she’d taken with them - a small stuffed elephant that Honey had named Lawrence. She remembered watching the tears pour down her mother’s face, lip busted and bleeding, the eye closest to Honey already swelling shut. 

Sometime the next morning, she’d woken up on the couch of a stranger’s home, listening to her mother in the next room sobbing to someone named “Lilah”. Over the next few days, she learned that Lilah had been her mother’s friend in high school, before she’d met Honey’s father. Lilah was a nurse, having moved to Georgia after graduation. She was the only person who picked up when Honey’s mother called at a payphone in Beaumont, and she became Honey’s favorite person. She wore colorful dresses and kept her hair long, pulled into a braid when she was working or cleaning. Her shelves were cluttered with knick-knacks, tchotchkes, and keepsakes, and she had books everywhere. Honey knew then, at six years old - she wanted to be like Lilah. Lilah helped Honey’s mother get cleaned up, procured clothes from the local church for both of them, kept both of them fed and comfortable, and helped her mom sell her car for a new one, one with new license plates. One her father wouldn’t know. She even helped her mom find a nursing program in another town. Less than a week after arriving in a small town outside the state capitol, Honey and her mother left in a beat up blue Oldsmobile, waving goodbye to a sniffling Lilah.

Honey didn’t remember where they’d gone after that - the cities and states and street names had started to melt together after the third or fourth move. Her mom would take them back to Lilah every year, where they’d all spend a week together in the summer. Lilah always had new toys and games for Honey, new dolls and new stuffies. Nothing replaced Lawrence, though. Lilah made sure he stayed in good condition, taught Honey how to mend tiny tears on his body and how to wash him without destroying him. She was also the one who noticed how easily Honey’s skin bruised, how often she complained of sharp pains that stole the feeling from her fingertips, how she favored heat on her joints at bedtime. When she was about thirteen, after a particularly bad stretch where she felt something not right happen in her shoulder, Lilah convinced her mother to go to the doctor with Honey. There, Lilah advocated with Honey’s mother and they walked out with a diagnosis - Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, a collagen disorder named at the turn of the century. Honey’s painful joints came from partial dislocations, her loss of sensation from nerve damage, her lack of menstruation from a secondary disorder caused by the first. For the next week, Lilah and Honey poured over medical journals and textbooks, learning everything about the multi-system disorder. Lilah walked them both through what Honey needed - stabilizing wraps and braces, mobility aids, pain management techniques - and even taught her how to customize them. Everything about Lilah radiated comfort, love, and acceptance. Every year, Honey swore she’d be like her. 

But this past summer, not long after they’d left, Honey’s dad found Lilah. From what her mother was able to share with her, it wasn’t pretty. The neighbors had called the cops when they heard the screams, but it had been too late. Her father was arrested, convicted, and imprisoned in less than a week; she and her mother were safe; but Lilah was dead. Her mother was called back to Georgia by Lilah’s lawyer, where Lilah’s will was read. Lilah had left most of her possessions to Honey and her mother - the knickknacks and keepsakes and the stacks of toys and games and books Lilah had bought for Honey were packed into boxes and stacked inside a moving van.

And that’s how she ended up here. Mom wanted a new start, one more move, and Hawkins Memorial Hospital needed new nurses after some kind of wild animal had killed nearly everyone there in July. It seemed Death had been busy in the summer of 1985. Now, her first day of her senior year, a week before her 18th birthday, Honey stood in front of yet another new school. Her mom promised this was the last move, they would stay in the cute little one story house with the yellow window shutters come Hell or high water - at least, that was what she’d promised. She told Honey this the night before her first day, hoping she’d make real friends this time. Hoping the sling her arm currently sat in wouldn’t hold her back. Hoping, Honey thought, that she wouldn’t hold herself back anymore. With one more sigh, she eyed her bicycle, wondering if she could get away with sneaking back home. Maybe mom was already asleep, since she worked the night shift, and she could sneak back in. But she knew better. Get it over with.

Honey pulled her bag up higher on her good shoulder, and walked into the school. It was decently sized, a little big considering the actual population of the town, but she took that as a sign that the school had good funding and maybe, God-willing, she’d get an actual education. Weaving between returning students and holding her sling close to her chest, she managed to squeeze into the front office. It was quieter here, quieter than the hallways at least. The thin, scratchy carpet muffled the sounds of her sneakers as she walked to the administrative desk, trying to keep her breath low and quiet. Standing at the rib-height desk, she cleared her throat. The woman behind the desk looked up at Honey behind her spectacles, a crumb from the breakfast sandwich she was eating still clinging to the pink lipstick she’d chosen that morning. “What can I help ya with, sweetpea?” She asked, a hint of the midwestern accent coloring her words.

“I, uh, I’m new. I’m supposed to start today. Transferrin’ from Pisgah, Alabama.” she stuttered out, hoisting her backpack and wincing when her bad shoulder was jostled. The woman, Deidre (according to her admin ID),  took a whistling breath in through her nose and shuffled through her paperwork, muttering to herself. Honey looked around at the drab office space, the inspirational posters and papers stapled everywhere. Each school was like the last, in this regard. This office looked no different than the ones in Alabama, in California, in New Hampshire, in Kentucky and Louisiana and Virginia and South Dakota and every other state she’d lived in. A high pitched “ahem” brought her attention back. 

“Here’s your paperwork sweetpea. This here is your schedule,” She pointed to the bright pink paper on top of the stack, then moved it off to the side. “Now, I’ll need your guardian to fill out this form,” she showed Honey one, setting it to the side, “This form,” she repeated the action, “And this form. If you’d like to join any of our athletics teams…” She trailed off, looking at Honey’s shoulder, then recovered her speech. “If you’d like to join any of our athletics teams, you’ll have to speak with the coaches. Here’s a list of all of our clubs and teams.” Honey nodded, gathering the papers in one hand as she scanned the list of clubs. One in particular caught her eye. “Ma’am?” she asked, as Deidre took a seat with a heavy exhale. “Hm?” Deidre huffed, raising an eyebrow at Honey’s muddled southern drawl. “This one here at the bottom. Hellfire Club. What is that?” Deidre’s lips tightened to a thin line. “Satanic hogwash, if you ask me,” She replied, taking another whistle-breath through her nose. “It’s that Dungeons and Dragons group. They meet on Fridays.” Honey thanked her once more, sliding her schedule on top of the pile and adjusting her backpack again, looking at the clock while pushing out of the door with her back. First bell would ring in a few minutes, and her first class was her favorite - English Literature.

The rest of the day, and week, passed in a blur. New teacher names, new classmate names, dress code rules, sign this form, where did her last teacher leave off, did she get the summer reading list, introduce herself to the class, blah blah blah, drone drone drone. She managed to avoid the cafeteria all week, opting to eat the home-packed lunch from her mother on a picnic table outside. Here and there, other students would do the same, sitting at the far end away from her, but she didn’t mind. She could listen to their conversations, pretend she was part of their group, without having to actually put effort into it. This way, she was able to find out more about the town, the students, the school, the clubs. She was able to decide what to give her attention to, and one club in particular stayed in her peripheral all week.

And so it was, Friday after school, she stood outside the room that the “Hellfire” Club was meant to meet in, half an hour early, dragging her backpack by the loop on top. She didn’t hear anything from inside - duh, why would she, she was early - and she tried to decide whether it would be better to wait by her bike outside for a more appropriate time, or whether she should just go inside and be there when everyone else showed up. She stood, rooted to the spot, chewing the inside of her cheek, staring straight ahead at the door. Back, and forth. Wait outside. Go inside. Wait outside. Go inside. She didn’t hear the footsteps on the other side of the door until it swung open. She found herself face to face with a red-faced demon, sharp horns level with her cheek bones.

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Eddie had been planning the new campaign for the start of the school year since he’d found out he was repeating three months ago, and he simply couldn’t wait anymore. Sure, he didn’t expect too many people to show up, and not for another half hour at that, but he wanted to have everything ready for those who did show. He’d skipped all week, but waited in his van on Friday to see students leaving. As soon as they did, he was making his way to the room designated for the club and setting up. He’d brought a stack of character packets - only ten, he didn’t expect any more than that - his copy of the players guide, his copy of the DM guide, and several sets of dice. His plan for today was just to introduce anyone who was new to the game, go over rules, get character sheets started, discuss some ground rules for etiquette - both in game and out. Satisfied that he’d set up the best he could, he decided to go ahead and prop the door open for whoever was coming, making it easier for them to find. He swung the door open, and stopped. There was a girl a foot from the door, and he couldn’t stop from staring.

She was short, her forehead level with his chest, with red-blonde curls pinned back on one side, and a smattering of freckles across her cheeks and nose. A round face with chubby cheeks and a slightly downturned nose, gray eyes, and a natural lift to her lips that made it look like she was wearing a secret smile. His eyes traveled further down, to the flowing black tank top she was wearing - he couldn’t blame her, it was fucking hot outside- and shorts so small and tight that he was surprised she hadn’t been dress-coded. He would venture a guess that it had something to do with the sling on her arm - nobody wanted to be the one who argued with a kid in a sling. 

He looked back up to that pretty face, those gray eyes trained on his own face, and realized he’d been staring for close to a full minute - which was probably coming off as pretty creepy. Seeking to amend this and make her feel a little more welcome, and hoping she actually intended to stay, he hunched his back and curled his fingers to imitate a gnarled old hag. Beckoning to her, he raised the pitch of his voice and added vibrato to cackle out “And what lost soul is this I find, wandering into my lair with no one to protect her?” He was rewarded for his effort with a smile that could have melted snow, the girl's two front teeth slightly crooked but something about it was endearing.

“I wanted to join. If there’s open membership, I mean. I just transferred from Alabama, but my old school didn’t have a Dungeons and Dragons club.” Her voice was low and melodic, and he raised his eyebrows at the southern drawl on her words - how “wanted to” had become “wanned ta”, how her “I” become an “Ah”, the way “didn’t” became “did-inn”, the way she dragged the A’s. He’d never been south of Franklin, but if this was what they sounded like below the Mason-Dixon line, he’d pack his bags tonight.

“Yeah, we have open membership as long as you’ve got an open mind. Come on in. You’re a little early, though. Couldn’t contain your excitement, huh?” He wiggled his eyebrows and basked in her laugh. She turned to drop her backpack by the door, and he saw a better view of those shorts. The way they sat just under the curve of her ass, plastered to the smooth skin, just tight enough to make the skin beneath bulge out slightly. Oh, boy. He was in trouble.

“It’s the only thing I’ve looked forward to all week. Something new and different.” She said, looking back at him over her shoulder. He was quick to bring his eyes up, his tongue darting out to wet his lips before he gave her a dimpled smile. She adjusted her sling and he watched the way her breasts moved, jostled by the sling, before he noticed that she winced. Clearly, she was in pain, and here he was ogling her like a pervert. He stuck his hand out. “I’m Eddie.” Please, tell me your name is as beautiful as you, he thought as she looked at his hand.

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She took his hand in a very light shake, uncomfortable with touching a stranger. “You can call me Honey.” She watched his face, measuring his reaction. Most people immediately laughed at the name she’d chosen. “I’m sorry, did you say your name is Honey?” His voice teetered on a laugh and she tried not to be annoyed. “No, I said you could call me Honey. My mama calls me Honeysuckle, like the flower. It’s not my name, but I like it better.” She didn’t want to tell him that she still remembered her father bellowing her name through the house that night, that the reason her mom had been so badly beaten was because she’d shielded Honey’s six-year-old form as the beast she’d married had thundered toward the little girl. She never wanted to hear her name again. Honey, or Honeysuckle, would be just fine.

He seemed to mull her nickname over, mouthing it. Honeysuckle. Almost like he was tasting it, testing to see if it fit her. It sounded sweet, deceptively so, but the delicate nature of the name definitely fit the five foot tall frame in front of him. As he smirked and nodded, he repeated the name. “Honey. Well, welcome to Hellfire, Honey. Let’s get you a shirt.” No sooner had he turned around than she felt a rush of air - first behind her, then on her left side. she yelped as a body slammed into her shoulder. Throwing her good arm up to pull her injured arm closer to her, she turned her back to whoever had slammed into her. White pinpricks swam in her vision for a second as her blood roared in her ears. It only lasted for a few seconds, but when her vision cleared and her ears stopped roaring, she could hear a squeaky voice apologizing at the same time that Eddie was calling her name from a few steps away and asking if she was okay. It took another few seconds for her to catch her breath, for the painful twitches to fade enough for her to speak again.

She looked around behind her, still cradling the sling-arm. “I’m fine. Sorry. It’s just still a little tender and you managed to hit the wrong spot. It’s okay. I’m fine, I promise. It just twinged.” Her voice was still breathless, a little high pitched, but she tried to convey the confidence she needed to get them to move on. She didn’t want to explain being disabled so soon - people started acting differently every time, and she wanted just a little normalcy and typical teenage time before she had to become “an inspiration” again. A curly haired boy in a Weird Al shirt, a few inches taller than her, was holding his head with a look of embarrassment and guilt on his face. He must have been the one who hit her. She gave him another smile, swallowing down a second sharp wince. “Y’all must be joinin’ Hellfire too.” Her smile was tight, and she felt Eddie’s eyes following her as she walked around the table. She slid into one of the seats around the table, needing to sit before something else dislocated. The boys around the room followed her lead, even Eddie, coming to sit at the head of the table on her left side. This gave her injured arm space without someone else bumping it, and for that she was thankful.

“What happened to your shoulder? Ow!” The curly haired boy was rubbing his arm where Eddie had pinched him. “That’s rude,” Eddie hissed, but she gave a tight smile. The curly haired boy, who she’d later learn was named Dustin, was sitting across from her, adjusting his ball-cap. She noticed they were all looking at her, and her stomach started twisting. Luckily, she’d already planned an excuse before the school week even started. “Nothin’ major, I was walkin’ our dog - he’s a big, dumb boxer mix, so he’s heavy - and he caught scent of a squirrel or somethin’. He took off and the leash jerked my arm out of socket.” She saw one of the boys wince. “Oh, it’s okay! My mama’s a nurse, she got me fixed right up. It’s just a little tender and swollen still, but I should be able to get out of the sling by the end of next week.” She reassured them.

A wiry boy next to the curly haired ball-cap boy put his elbows on the table, sighing wistfully. “I wish my dad would let me have a dog. What’s your dog's name?”

Shit. She hadn’t thought of a name for a dog that didn't exist. Her mind flashed back to the purple and blue stuffed elephant on her bed at home. “Lawrence. My dog’s name is Lawrence.”

To end the conversation, she turned to Eddie, forcing all attention on him. There was a split second of silence before he began, starting by welcoming everyone, then passing out shirts - he seemed to have a whole range of sizes, maybe they’d ordered in bulk? - And then set them all to work creating character sheets. No campaign was going to be run tonight, he said, they were just all familiarizing themselves with each other and their characters. Before she knew it, the sun outside had dipped down and a janitor came by to give a ten minute warning to clear out. Somehow, she’d spent three hours here, laughing and finally feeling at home. Eddie had spent probably half of the time walking her through the different races and classes, and she was thankful for the crash course.

As she wrestled her backpack zipper open one-handed, she felt a presence on her left side, just out of eyesight. She tilted her head back to look behind her. Eddie. “Hey, Honey,” He seemed to enjoy saying her nickname, his lips pulling up in a toothy grin, “Do you need help?” He didn't wait for an answer. Eddie squatted down next to her, unzipping her backpack and putting the shirt and new character sheet inside before zipping it back for her. She reached over to pick it up, but he was faster. In one motion, he’d slung her bag over his shoulder and stood, holding his hand out to help her up too. She took it, letting go as quickly as she could. She still didn't want to touch him, he was still a stranger. “I can carry my bag.” She muttered, reaching for it again. “I’m sure you can.” He answered, twitching his shoulder back to keep it out of her reach as he led her outside. She followed, because what other choice did she have? 

“Okay, I’ll let you carry it to my bike but that’s it. I need it, my homework is in there.” She finally conceded, still cradling her arm. He stopped and whirled around, walking backwards to face her. “Wait, you’re riding a bike home? After dark? One handed?” His voice rose a pitch with every addition to his sentence. She just nodded, watching behind him to make sure he didn't walk into anything. He stopped, so she did. “Nope, nope, not happening. As metal as that is, I’m not allowing that. That’s not happening. I’m driving you home.” Now, she realized, his voice reminded her of the dirt road to Lilah’s house. There was something comforting about his statement, something that sounded like caring. She shook her head. “No, Eddie, I couldn’t let you. It’s already late, I’m sure you have somewhere to g-” He shushed her. She blinked, first in shock, then indignation. “Did you just shush me?” Her twang became more prominent with annoyance, stretching her “you” into “yew”, and he chuckled. “I did, Honey. I’m driving you home. Don't worry, I can fit your bike in the van. I don’t have anywhere to go, I can give you a ride home. I don’t want you trying to get home in the dark with one arm.” She opened her mouth to argue, but he raised a finger and spoke again. “Ah-ah, no arguing. Let’s go.”

Twenty minutes later, he was unloading her bike and backpack from the back of his van and rolling it inside the chain link fence surrounding her new home. Mom’s car was already gone, off to her night shift at the hospital. Good, she wouldn’t have to explain the boy who smelled like skunks and cigarettes to her. Finally, at her door, he looped her backpack over her good shoulder and patted her head. “Be good, Honey. I’ll see you at school.” And then he was gone, strutting back to his van as she fiddled with her key. She noticed, however, that he didn’t drive away until she was inside and had closed the door. Hawkins was starting to feel like home. She smiled, repeating his last words in her head. I’ll see you at school. She couldn’t wait for Monday.

[flightlessangelwings]

Finish Him

Benny Miller x fem!reader x Frankie Morales 

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: slight smut (18+ only), cockwarming, bisexual MMF threesome, fluff, lots of kisses, established relationship, no use of y/n, you can tell I got very nostalgic while writing this lol

Notes: Written for Writer Wednesday (tagging @autumnleaves1991-blog​ and @clydesducktape​)! I saw this photo and immediately thought of Messy Pile of Affection universe! This takes place in that story, but this can be read on its own. Taglists are in the reblog, please fill out the google form on my masterlist if you’d like to be added! Or you can also follow my update blog @flightlessangelwings-updates​ and turn on post notifications to stay updated! Enjoy!

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“Hey guys look at that,” you exclaimed as you tugged on Frankie and Benny’s hands.

The three of you were out on a date night and it was a perfect evening. The weather was just to your liking, the restaurant was delicious, and the company was perfect. Ever since you, Frankie and Benny had become an official thruple, things couldn’t be better. You were all happier than you had ever been in your lives, and you felt safe and secure with your boys.

As you all walked down the street after dinner, you noticed a new little arcade that recently opened up. The flashing lights and retro colors caught your eye immediately and a wave of nostalgia ran through you.

“How about we go check that out?” Frankie suggested, “I haven’t been to an arcade in so long.”

“Me either,” Benny chimed in as he couldn’t contain his excitement. Benny was usually more physical, with being a professional fighter and all, but he still wasn’t able to resist a good old arcade game either.

Laughter erupted between the three of you as you all bounced into the arcade. The moment you all walked through the doors, however, you all felt the breath leave your lungs as you felt like you were transported back in time. It felt like the old place you used to go to as a kid, and you thought you would cry from the memories.

“You alright baby?” Frankie whispered in your ear.

You glanced between your boys who both had looks of concern on their faces, “Fine,” you breathed as you gave their hands a squeeze, “Just thinking about how long it’s been since I’ve been to an arcade and how much fun it used to be.”

“Well we’ll make it just as fun now,” Benny chimed up as he dragged you and Frankie towards the machines.

Both you and Frankie rolled your eyes as Benny dropped your hand and went right for a classic Street Fighter game. But at the same time, you couldn’t help but giggle as he went right for a fighting game. You shared a glance with Frankie before you let his hand go as well as you went for a Ms Pac Man first. Frankie picked an old racing game from the 80s that you couldn’t remember the name of and told you that he used to play it as a child all the time.

All of you suddenly felt like kids again as you let yourselves get enthralled in the bright colors of the games. Once you finished your game, you moved over and watched Frankie as he raced against the computer players and easily won.

“Guess you haven’t lost your touch then, Frankie,” you murmured as you kissed his cheek.

“Neither have I!” Benny hollered as he raised his arms up in victory, “Now where’s my kiss?” he joked.

Again, you and Frankie rolled your eyes playfully before you both gave him a soft kiss on either cheek. Benny beamed at both of you as he leaned in and kissed you more passionately on the lips before he turned and did the same to Frankie. You felt the tension rise between the three of you as the moment turned more heated, but before it escalated any further, another game caught Benny’s eye and he ran off in that direction.

“After you,” Frankie extended his arm out as you both followed loosely behind Benny and found other games to play.

You all spent hours in the arcade as you rotated between different games. Most you all were familiar with, like Asteroid and Donkey Kong, but you also found more obscure ones that you hadn’t heard of before. Of course, you also shoved the boys into a photo booth that caught your eye and took a few rolls of silly photos that you all would cherish forever. 

“This one is my favorite,” you commented in a soft tone as you pointed to the one where you all hugged each other and your faces were smushed together. It was cute and silly and perfectly encapsulated the relationship between the three of you.

“I like this one,” Benny pointed to the one where you and he kissed Frankie on either side of his face, “What about you, Fish?”

Frankie mulled over the pictures and picked the one where you were in the middle and cupped their faces on either side of you while they both looked lovingly at you and each other, “This one,” he breathed.

A calmness came over the three of you as you looked at the photos in your hands. Both Frankie and Benny covered your hands with theirs as they each took a sheet of pictures and you all shoved them in your pockets. You gave each of your boys a quick kiss before you turned your attention back to the wall of games.

“How about one last game before we head out?”

Benny’s face lit up as his eyes fell on a certain game in particular, “Hey Fish, how about a game of Mortal Kombat?”

A mischievous look came across Frankie’s face as he rolled his sleeves up, “You’re on!”

You watched as they selected their characters and readied their stances. Both men were so focused on the screen in front of them that they didn’t hear you walk up behind them. It was then that you remembered that they both had a serious side, and you darted your eyes between them and saw the fire that burned there. Benny and Frankie had their hands wrapped around the control stick and their other hands were splayed across the panel with their fingers on the buttons. You bit your lip as your eyes trailed up and down their arms and you couldn’t help but get turned on by their intensity.

That was when you got a glimmer of mischievousness in your own eyes and you leaned in between them, “Winner gets to cockwarm in my pussy tonight.”

They both gasped your name and faltered at your words before they looked at you with wide eyes. But they soon turned sharp in their gazes again as the friendly competition started.

You cheered them both on as they fought intensely on the small pixelated screen. As much as you would have liked to play too, this made it just as much fun for you as well. Plus, you knew that neither of them were truly the loser anyway since you all shared your affections equally. It was just a way for you to get them riled up for when you all got home later.

“Finish him!” Benny shouted as he quickly tapped the buttons for his winning attack combo and Frankie’s character lay on the ground in a bloody pile.

“Kitana wins,” he cheered himself in victory.

“I can’t believe you picked her to play as,” you playfully teased him as you kissed his cheek.

“She’s a badass, baby,” Benny defended himself, “Besides, I know she’s your favorite character,” he then turned to Frankie and placed a hand on his shoulder, “Good game babe. My boyfriend was a worthy opponent.”

Frankie looked at him with those soft eyes as he faked a pout, but he couldn’t hold it for long and all three of you burst into laughter.

“Let’s go home,” you whispered to them as you took their hands.

The moment the door to your home shut, the three of you were on each other as you placed heated kisses all over each other’s bodies. A trail of clothes led the way into the bedroom as you all collapsed down naked onto the bed with Benny in between you and Frankie. Hand and lips were everywhere as you all showered each other in affection until you all started to feel tired from the day. As much as you all wanted to make love until the sun came up, you all realized how late you were out as you laid out in bed. You had a promise to keep anyway.

You opened yourself for Benny as you rolled onto your side and parted your legs for him, “Come on, baby,” you purred.

Frankie reached around and stroked Benny’s cock a few times to make him hard and helped guide him into your pussy. You let out a soft gasp when you felt the tip of Benny’s cock at your entrance, but you relaxed when Frankie’s hand caressed and squeezed your ass while Benny slowly slid into you.

Both you and Benny let out heavy exhales once he was fully sheathed inside you and you dropped your head down onto the pillow. The stretch of his cock was a comfort to you and you sighed as he wrapped his arms around you and held you close. Frankie watched with an affectionate look on his face until he settled himself behind Benny and held both of your bodies close.

“You can warm your cock in me, Frankie,” Benny’s voice was low as he turned to face him.

Frankie’s eyes went wide as he stared at him for several moments. Before he moved, Frankie leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Benny’s neck, “Just don’t let me hurt you,” he whispered.

“You won’t,” Benny reassured him before he let out a loud moan when he felt Frankie’s cock against his entrance.

You squeezed Benny with your inner muscles while Frankie caressed his body as he slowly and carefully slid into him. Low moans and groans filled the room as you all connected yourselves to each other and got yourselves comfortable on the bed. Frankie pulled you both in close as you all found the perfect position to lay all wrapped in each other’s arms.

It was quiet and calm and perfect as you all laid in each other’s embrace. Slow, heavy breaths from you and Benny told Frankie you were both close to sleep, but he couldn’t resist the thought that popped into his head. He leaned in close against your ear and whispered, “Hey babe, you gonna finish him?”

Laughter burst out in the room as you all cackled at Frankie’s joke.

“You boys are ridiculous,” you sighed as you kissed them each as your laughter died down and was replaced by a calmness. The three of you stayed wrapped up and connected together as you all fell asleep in your cuddle pile.