#since i still haven't written it yet

[erinwantstowrite]

im considering redrawing this but have a doodle since i was thinking of them today

[jasminesilk]

Get in, loser. We're moving to Del Sol.

It's time to fuck around and find out.

Meet our new legacy founder for The Beginner's Drama Challenge by @cosmoosims.

Trinity is a 20-year-old scorpio with a proclivity for rebellion. She has recently moved into a run-down fixer-upper out in the suburbs of Del Sol Valley, leaving her hometown of Tomarang in the dust.

Her given name is actually Pham Trinh, but for totally legal and completely unsuspicious reasons has been going by the alias Trinity since making the move.

She loves death metal, The Matrix, wasabi snacks, and rottweilers.

Big shout-out to my inspirations for this story-driven gameplay: @oshinsimblr (for her recent Griffon Legacy videos over on youtube) and @pixelnrd (for her decades challenge story with the iconic Langston Legacy). Please check them out if you haven't already, I'm obsessed with both of them!

[oh-meow-swirls]

how does the raft not capsize.

[benevolenterrancy]

hi! I recently came across your tgcf fics, and I wanted to say you’re a phenomenal creator. the recovery series fic and the gloves fic and just all of them. thank you for your content and great attention to detail.

do you have any thoughts/hcs on FXMQ and Xie Lian you’d be willing to share? within the original story or the universes of your fics!

Thank you so much, I'm glad you're enjoying them! (ﾉ*^▽^*)ﾉ.｡:*☆

hmm, random thoughts about the FXMQ... a silly headcanon: Feng Xin has very much been hoisted by his own petard by heckling Mu Qing! That is to say, he'll harass Mu Qing relentlessly about something stupid only to be confronted with a similar situation and realise that there's absolutely NO way he can act in anyway similar to Mu Qing or he'll never hear the end of it.

(For example, he has tolerated some truly atrocious divine statues in the past because he's heckled Mu Qing so much about how picky he is with his divine statues that there's no WAY he can say ANYTHING without seeing that smug bastard's face in his head so he just has to bite his tongue and tolerate some unspeakably ugly statues.)

Mu Qing doesn't generally suffer from similar overthinking (he'll just prepare to kick FX's ass if he dares to say anything about it) except for things more directly related to himself. I think he genuinely finds sewing/embroidery/etc rather relaxing work but he'd rather die than have anyone ever see him do it because he's made such a big deal about not doing that sort of "servant" work anymore.

(He actually really enjoyed stitching Ruoye back together because it gave him the perfect excuse -- he's returning a favour!! and Xie Lian is hopeless!! of course he had to!! -- and he secretly considered using white thread to embroider some invisible little designs just because he doesn't quite want to stop... only he knew he'd get caught if he messed with Xie Lian's spiritual device like that and gave up the idea)

[hollyand-writes]

I wrote 2,654 words of porn today and I am exhausted. I feel like there's only so many words for genitalia and fluids you can write in a scene and the thesaurus got so massively overused today that I think I've gone cross-eyed

[kiealer]

Smash or Pass + No. 17! If I have to put Sev on the spot about this topic then you and Nina have to suffer with me; them's the rules.

Send Smash or Pass + a name and my muse will say if they would smash or pass on that person.

Brows instantly furrow, the request ruffling her metaphorical feathers. Color quickly seeps into her cheeks, and she huffs, arms crossing. In truth, this name isn't the worst she could have received for this game -- but that doesn't make this any less embarrassing.

❝Look,❞ she begins, as if about to disclaim something incriminating. ❝Seventeen is…❞ She mulls the words over in her brain, searching, or perhaps trying to soften the embarrassing blow. ❝Attractive. I've always thought that, even from when I was a kid. So, that opinion hasn't changed.❞ Her eyes draw away, cheeks growing hotter.

❝S-so, yeah-- I'd… I'd say smash. But it's not like something I'd actively pursue, we're just friends.❞ She shortly pauses, afraid that may be overstepping. ❝--W-well, at least, I'd like to be friends with him. I don't know how open to the idea he is, but I'd like to try reaching out to him. I know he's more of a loner type, but… having friends is always nice. I'd like to give him nice things.❞ As her smile softens, she maintains a moment of true genuine intent, but her brain shortly ruins this with a flash realization of her phrasing.

❝B-but not like that!❞

[fiepige]

The Venom!Hobie brainrot is real! Finally came up with a fic idea (that I can actually see myself write) while thinking about them all day at work lol

[bookwyrminspiration]

hi quil it is me still scrolling thru ur blog.So where can i find this titz fic with a side of alvar

hi mellie!!! I hope you had fun in my blog. The titz fic can currently be found in my google drive taunting me every single day </3

It's mostly done, but not quite finished--but! if you like, I can tag you when I do finally post it

For now, here's a snippet just because:

“...Can we?” he asked, cautious.   “Please? If I think about him…” his lips thinned, and he grasped tight to Tam’s hand to keep the room from blurring. “If I think about it and everything he’s done and everyone he hurt, I'm going to want to break things, and I don’t want to want to break things.”

[linagram]

writing some post-t2 and t3 stuff is a lot of fun honestly

yeah ig that part about the guard 003's proper appearance is kind of a spoiler but come on it won't hurt anybody

+ a version of this miki but without text just bc i thought it was cute

[dravidious]

You're quite the epic one

I just found this program that converts MTG cards into D&D monster stat blocks and at first I was like "how would that even work?" And I figured that it probably looked at power/toughness, cost, color, types, and keyword abilities to set some basic stats and powers, but still, how do you give a monster attacks based on a magic card? Probably just generic attacks based off its power that the user is supposed to rewrite into something fitting. Looking at the examples they give, there's no way it could possibly generate abilities like that. These are obviously edited afterward to add cool fitting and flavorful abilities. So I plugged in Skeleton Archer and

So I downloaded it and plugged in Skeleton Archer and there's some stuff like its language being "Can't speak but understands the language it knew in life", which is naturally from it being a skeleton, and a longbow attack, obviously from being an archer, but then

That's... definitely not a regular archer ability. It's fitting of a black skeleton archer, and you can draw a connection to its damage ability, but how could the program possibly do that? I plugged in Apprentice Sharpshooter and, naturally, it didn't have that ability, but what it did have was

That's DEFINITELY a reference to it putting +1/+1 counters on itself. How much of a card's text does this thing read?! I looked around the page, searching for details on how exactly this thing works. Is it AI or something!? The only thing I found was the patch notes and

It's not AI. It's all painstakingly handwritten, looking for specific common strings of text and mapping them to custom abilities. Combining the abilities with colors and types to make even more detailed abilities like Cursed Arrow. This program is a work of art.

[airenyah]

do you think that joong and dunk will get another show in 2024?

i have absolutely no idea, tbh. do i want one? yes. do i think we'll get one? i'm not even gonna try speculating because at the end of the day that decision lies with people on a completely different continent than me, with people that i have no influence on

[dbphantom]

When you

[bbnibini]

Okay, it's the long weekend for me and I'm having a lot of fun outlining Barbatos' OE B! This seems like a pain to write tho;

So far from the outlines, there might be branches that would lead to:

Belphie's Ending

Normal Ending

Which means some previous options in Barb's common route might change. Once this is done, we only have two more endings (OE C and Good Ending) left before Barbatos' route comes to a close!

Due to how heavily related "Father Time" is to PSISLY, I might move this in the side stories collection in Memoria instead of the new separate short stories I'm planning to write.

We ran out of options. Sorry, Kronos :(

[sunsetcarnation264]

When Magma gets anxious enough, he starts blowing out smoke rings. He's able to do that naturally due to his fire abilities, and he's able to make different shapes with that smoke, but he usually does it when his anxiety is high and he defaults to rings.

When that happens, Marino typically helps him out by having him focus on making other shapes to get his mind off of whatever is giving him anxiety that bad. It helps him for a good bit.

(There's a reason why "are we sure he's not Nova's son?" was asked lol, he shouldn't have these fire related powers otherwise but here we are)

[sysig]

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[yuukiiqwq]

Satoru was confident that you liked him back. He was positive. He had no doubt in his mind that you were going to be his pretty little wife. Is he getting ahead of himself? Sure, he is, but he's that confident. That's until he noticed how he hadn't received any chocolate from you.

It was Valentine's Day, and he still hasn't received any chocolate from you. Yeah, he had a mountain worth of chocolate from all those people who gave him it, but where was yours? He couldn't find it anywhere. He was sure that you would have placed your chocolate on his desk since you hadn't given him his. He double no triple checked all the chocolates, yet he could not find the one that has your pretty little name written on it. He continued to search through the chocolate pile for the fourth time today.

He must have missed it, right? Or did someone steal it? He swear he's going to hunt that person to the end of the Earth. Who dared to steal something that was rightfully his?

"Satoru, calm down."

He looked up at his best friend, who was trying to hold down a laugh at his panic.

"She'll probably give it to you later. The day just begun."

Right. Suguru is right. You'll give him his chocolate later. He's a good boy. He can wait.

That's what he told himself, but Suguru and Shoko have already received theirs this morning, and his is still nowhere to be found. Where is his chocolate? You're just sitting there in your seat, looking all pretty as if Satoru is not going through a huge dilemma because of you.

He couldn't help his hands that kept inching itself closer to the chocolate you gave Suguru. He wouldn't know if he snatched it, right? Suguru had received a lot of chocolate! He wouldn't know if he took it... was what he convinced himself before Suguru slapped his hand away.

"Satoru," he sighs.

"But Suguru!!!" Satoru whined as he sunk down into his seat.

"Be patient. You'll get yours soon."

But how soon is soon? Satoru isn't exactly known for his patient.

It was the end of the day, and still no chocolate from you. He asked Suguru and Shoko to leave first because he thought you would finally give it to him when both of you were alone. But you haven't. Where was his chocolate?

The two of you were approaching the exit of school, so Satoru made a quick decision, grabbing your wrist and pulling you into an empty classroom. He quickly shut the door and locked it.

"Satoru?" You asked in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"My chocolate."

"Your chocolate?"

"My chocolate from you! The symbol of your love towards me!"

"I didn't make you any," you replied smoothly. "Forgot to make them yesterday, so I woke up early today to make them, but I guess not early enough. I only had time to finish Shoko's and Suguru's. I didn't have time to make yours. Otherwise, I would have been late."

Satoru swear the world just ended. He looked down at his chest because he swears his heart ripped out of his chest at your words. Nope. Still alive. Why is he still alive in this cruel world? You had no chocolate for him? None? Not even a crumb?

"That's fine with you, right? I mean, you got a bunch of chocolate from other girls! You don't need mine."

He swear he is about to burst into tears. He didn't care about other girls. He didn't care about their chocolate. He wanted yours. How could you be so cruel and deny him of your chocolate? To reject him like this? He was devastated. No. Beyond devastated. Where is the closest cliff so he can jump off?

Pure silence radiated the room as Satoru tried to comprehend this horrible situation. Then he heard a small giggle slip pass your lips. That small giggle soon turns into a full-out laugh.

"You should have seen the look on your face, Satoru," you say as you try to stop laughing.

Was this funny to you? Why were you laughing at his suffering? Do you know how much he looked forward to today? To receive the cute little wrapped up chocolate you made for him? He dreamed of today, and you didn't have chocolate for him?

He then sees you reach into your bag and pull out exactly what he had imagined. A cute little chocolate box wrapped up in a baby blue color with a touch of white ribbon to finish it off. Fuck. He thinks he just got a heart attack seeing your chocolate. His chocolate.

"Princess, please don't joke like that to me ever again. You scared me half to death. I was going to jump off a cliff," he whined as he took the chocolate from your hand.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes at his dramatic behavior. "Stop being dramatic, Satoru. It's just chocolate."

A look of offense dawned his face as you utter those horrendous words to him.

"Chocolate? Just chocolate?" He huffed at you. He can't believe you as you treat this amazing god send gift as just chocolate. "Don't you dare call this just chocolate! This! This right here is proof of your undying love towards me!"

You laughed at his antics– "You're getting ahead of yourself, Satoru."

He delicately placed the chocolate safety away in his bag, treating it as a prized possession. He's looking forward towards white day. He already knows what he wants to get for you. He pulled you into a hug, nuzzling his face against your neck as he mutters– "You won't be saying that after I wife you up."