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flemingology · 3 months ago

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doubts ─ jessie fleming x reader

in which: jessie bubbles over after a particularly bad game

warnings: bit suggestive near the end

wc: 1.6K

a/n: hello!! first post from an eternal lurker, very nervous (but also excited) to post this, let's hope this goes well! :D

You watched on from the stands as another one of Jessie's attempted through balls rolled out of play, the clock mercilessly ticking away leaving the Thorns with very little time to get an equalizer in this game.

The rain was pouring down here in Portland tonight and it had not been her evening - to say the least. Between the missed penalty kick early on, a yellow card for dissent and one misplaced pass after the other, you knew your girlfriend would be disappointed herself for the performance she put on tonight - and so was her coach.

The substitution board being held up by the linesman, showing a bright red number 21, almost felt like mockery to Jessie. She trudged down the pitch and didn't even bother high-fiving Meghan, who was coming on for her. She shrugged off the coat that was given to her and flopped down on the bench, curling into herself for the rest of the game.

Almost an hour had passed since the final whistle, the game finishing as a 0-2 defeat for the Thorns, when Jessie emerged from the changing room, joined by some teammates, and made her way into the family box. You watched as your Canadian said hello's to parents and partners from others, until she finally reached your table. She hugged her mum and dad, kissed her sister on the forehead and then plopped down in the seat next to you, finding solace in laying her head on your shoulder.

"I'm proud of y-", you started and heard your girlfriend sigh.

"Don't give me this talk now, baby, please. I'd just like to go home.", she whispered the final bit of the sentence as she looked at you with watery eyes.

You nodded, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead as you stood up together. You bid your goodbyes to your girlfriend's family, reassuring her mum that you didn't forget about the family dinner next Friday.

The walk to her car was silent. It was clear that Jessie needed some time to herself and her thoughts, which is why you didn't push it when she insisted on driving, even when you countered that she should be resting a bit in the car - considering how late it was and how she had just played 80 minutes of grueling football in the rain.

The short drive home was as quick as you hoped it would be, most of the Portland traffic avoided as it was now well past 10pm at night. Jessie reversed the car into your usual parking spot in your building's carpark - a simple maneuver that would get you hot on a different day - resting her head against the headrest once she had turned off the engine.

You tried your luck, shifting in your seat and placing a hand over hers that was still holding the gear stick. Jessie let out an audible sigh of relief, happy to be back home with you, able to release some of the tension that she had been feeling ever since being subbed off the pitch earlier that evening. You brought her hand up to cup her cheek, to which she leant her face against the warmth of your palm.

"Let's get you inside, hmm? You go take a hot shower, I'll take care of dinner."

Jessie had showered back in the stadium, but she liked taking a second shower in the comforts of her own home, not rushed out by a line of teammates that were waiting their turn to get a shower in. She nodded silently, pressing a sweet kiss against the palm of your hand before getting out of the car and entering your shared home.

While Jessie trudged upstairs, you quickly called this Chinese restaurant in town you two had been wanting to try out, ordering a quick take-away, a small gesture you knew your girlfriend would appreciate.

You exhaled slowly before getting up from the bar stool you had momentarily rested on, making your way over to the living room. You grabbed two fluffy blankets from the pile in the corner of the room, a heated pillow and threw them on the couch. You lit some candles, turned on some mood lights around the place, turned off the big light and plopped down on the couch waiting for your girlfriend to return from her shower.

Some doom-scrolling on Tiktok and a few minutes of dozing off later, your girlfriend emerged from the bathroom with a towel, drying the final parts of her hair before throwing it in the dirty laundry basket. She was wearing an old Canada hoodie, a pair of your sweatpants and fluffy socks, a homely sight you would never get tired of seeing.

She laid down next to you on the couch and took in your cozy living room, smiling appreciatively at you before snuggling her face into the crook of your neck. You sensed that she felt better, but there was still tension hanging in the air around you two.

"You wanna talk about anything, m'love?", you tried to initiate some conversation between Jessie and you.

She hummed against your neck, a sign you knew all too well, so you decided to push a little bit.

"I'm here, you know. I don't know what's going on in that pretty mind of yours, but I can tell there's something on it."

She slowly retreated her head from the crook of your neck and looked up at you, before shifting around on the couch and laying her head in your lap, mindlessly playing with the strings of your hoodie as she seemed to be contemplating what to say.

"I don't know, it's all a bit much at the moment", you hum, acknowledging what she said but giving her the space to say more if she wanted to.

"The move, the new environment, making new friends, not playing at my best...", she started tying a knot in the strings of your hoodie, which you let her. "It's a lot, and sometimes I question whether I can keep this up."

You frowned, not expecting her to say that. You opened your mouth to reply, but she cut you off.

"I didn't mean for that to sound so deterministic. I think." Jessie takes a deep breath. "I love football, I love the city and I love my new team, but I need time to settle in. Which, sometimes, it feels like I'm not being given."

You card your fingers through her still damp curls, a gesture that you know calms her. She gives you a weak smile. "People expect me to perform immediately, to hit the ground running. But it seems to be forgotten that I've just been transferred from a place where I didn't have consistent football, to a new team where I'm expected to play full 90's week in, week out - it's a big difference."

She exhales slowly, and shifts restlessly in your lap, as she has been doing this whole time while speaking to you. "I think what I'm trying to say is that I need a little break. Some time to settle down, to find my feet again. But I don't know how to go about that with the coach."

You nod, and look at your girlfriend with loving eyes. "I'm proud of you, Jess. I know how much you love the game and I know how much it's taking out of you now to admit that you need some time away from it for a while." You wipe away a stray tear that was making it's way down her cheek with the pad of your thumb.

And that's okay, for the record. More than okay. You're human too, baby. As much as you sometimes think you need to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, it's okay to take a step back."

You and Jessie continue your conversation for a little while, discussing how she wants to discuss the news with the coach and the rest of the team before settling down together on the couch, her back pressed against your front. You turned on some crappy reality show, more indulged in one another than what was happening on the flatscreen mounted on the wall.

You started tracing soft patterns on your girlfriend's lower back, a sliver of skin exposed as her shirt had ridden up from all the tossing and turning she did earlier, while trying to get comfortable. You heard a low hum coming from the Canadian, a showing of appreciation for the small gesture.

One thing led to another, as you pressed small, tender open-mouthed kisses to Jessie's neck to which she eagerly leaned her head back, giving you more room to work with. Jessie wiggled her hips back into you, knowing what she was doing as she heard a little gasp escape your lips.

Your girlfriend's hand started wandering behind her, softly massaging the calf of the leg that you had wrapped around her. You slipped one of your hands to her front, sneaking under her shirt and starting to massage one of her boobs, as you both got shaken up by the doorbell.

It took you a moment to put the pieces together, but couldn't help but laugh at Jessie's puzzled expression when you got up from the couch, and moments later returned with the Chinese take-away you had ordered while Jessie was in the bathroom.

"Sorry, baby - you'll have to wait. We've got something else to eat first."

#woso #woso community #woso imagine #woso x reader #jessie fleming #jessie fleming x reader #jflem #portland thorns #canada wnt

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gren-arlio · 6 months ago

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So. Let me tell y'all about a guy named Camus. And a girl named Lala. And other folk. Welcome to Episode 14 of Waku Puyo Extras.

(Ah, back at it again writing these things.)

Hey guys, Gren here, and welcome to Episode 14 of Waku Puyo Extras, a series where I cover basically random stuff about Puyo and Madou as a whole. The Waku part is just because my brand is a single game I translate.

As my free time gets smaller and smaller, the drive to show off cool stuff remains about the same. Thank goodness school is over soon. I'm still alive, don't worry.

Finals and AP Exams are very much happening, so I'm spending that time studying. I'm hoping I pass.

Now, you would expect me to write about PPPP (P⁴ as I call it, Puzzle Pop in other locations) since it released and has a ton of stuff, notably well written characters. But alas:

I'm an Android user. Can't play it.

Frankly, at the moment, I'm not too interested in it right now.

So, the last episode was about Draco, that famous lass. What about this time? Well, since 80% of my work here is Madou related, why not give a showcase of some of the lesser known characters as a whole? Manga and novel stuff included.

With that, hope you enjoy. Also I said a bigger post is coming soon and drop it a literal month later. Damn.

So, Who ARE These Guys?

If you're not familiar with these characters, I honestly don't blame you. These guys are considered kinda niche in the franchise, but are more well known than some guys. I could mention Hanzo and no one besides people who played the game he's from or read the wiki would know him. Oh, or maybe Skeleton-D if we wanted to.

For now, I'll just cover the people have at the very least some stuff about them.

We'll begin with Camus, easily the most recognizable one that we'll be covering today. I swear if he was in Puyo now, he'd be so damn popular.

(From the manual of the Mega Drive release of Madou 1. Notable for being one of the very few times Camus is drawn with the teenage Arle and Lala, both 16, making Camus 18 in this.)

The man, or rather boy, in that photo is the fabled Camus of the Sable Ord- I mean Madou Monogatari 1, both on the SEGA Mega Drive and Game Gear. Since this is a game where Arle is in kindergarten, Camus is her senior. Yeah, senior is the word for this one. He's notable for being the only person to get a perfect score on his exams, that lucky bastard.

Oh yeah he's also like 8 years old for the record in that

In the game, he's both helps you and hinders you for different reasons. Sometimes he's very nice and teaches you things, and other times he's taking stuff from you for playing the game for longer than three hours.

However, at the end of the game (Where he also might help you depending on some stuff), it turns out he was an illusion all along, which is always...fun, you know? That one guy who's been helping you out turns out to not even be real, least in the Game Gear version of things.

Honestly? He's a pretty interesting guy in the game. Arle holds him with some respect, and Lala quite literally has a massive crush on the guy that she's willing to show. Unfortunately.

(Things are really serious in the Kindergarten Exam Fandom...)

He can come off as rude but at the very least he means well. And my goodness, his theme in the game is good.

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Underrated gem.

Now, up until a while ago, I kinda thought that'd be the only games he was in, a grand total of 2 whole games. However, by doing this for...a year now, turns out that there IS one more appearance of Camus, presumably to be 18 in the game because...Well, Arle is a teenager there.

Arle Man'Yuki. Or Arle's Travel Log.

Now if I'll be honest, I STILL dunno all too much about the game, despite doing an entire episode on it. The game is super text-heavy, so I don't know EVERYTHING besides some of the Japanese history involved with it. (Crazy how the Heian Era is now some JJK meme. Time is a fun concept.)

Here, Camus has taken the role of the leader of the Shinsengumi, Kondo Isami. It's a long story, so... I'll just link my own work here. (I FINALLY LEARNED HOW TO PUT LINKS IN MY TEXT...)

I never covered Camus extensively in that game due to his admittedly small role in that game, but he's a fairly upstanding guy. Schezo works under him as the vice leader. Ain't that cool?

Check it out if you're curious about that, some basic Japanese history that may be a tad inaccurate, or JUMP HERO.

And err...that's every game he's from. Yeah, he's in a grand total of what, three games? It's not much but it's still something. He's a very cool lad.

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Wait, who's Lala?

I'm glad you asked, me. Lalah is a character from Mobile Suit Gundam that works with Char after he...well, this is a Madou blog. If only I could talk to you about Gundam. But alas.

Lala is ACTUALLY a girl who's the same age as Arle, and the girl who's madly in love with Camus...as I've told before. But she does have a little more than just that, don't worry.

In the Game Gear version at least, she sneaks into the tower Arle went into to graduate, upset that she wasn't the one to take the exam, but rather Arle. And yes. She broke a brick wall to get to her.

(A 6 year old is stronger than any of us. LMK if you can run into a brick wall just fine.)

Now if I had to describe her, it'd be "Arrogant but funny as hell". Because she's arrogant but funny as hell. Arle calls Lala her BFF, to which she doesn't take that reply nicely and says they ain't BFF'S, they ain't even friends. Straight hater energy. (She wasn't able to take the exam due to a cold.)

Camus appears to stop her from interfering, and she goes on this tangent about how wonderful he is, and how he always eluded her... and chases him, as shown more above.

Things start to get funky when you get deeper into the tower, as Lala makes a literal trap hole, and Arle falls down. However, Lala is mad that she fell and NOT Camus, leading him to appear in the floor above and basically say "Idiot. I'm not falling for that." and she continues to chase him.

Her reign of terror ends when Camus SEALS HER AWAY for the rest of the game. But she's okay after it all don't worry. Arle summed it up the best way I could. She ends up fine after the end of the game, however.

Lala also appears in Chaotic Final Exam too, now 16, but honestly...it's one of the games where I know next to nothing about it. Apologies. Just know that she's there and not Camus. (Though with the style of how the game looks...probably for the better.)

She's just overall what we call in the industry... a girlfail. She tries her absolute best but fails so, so much that I can't help but laugh at her and pity her at the same time.

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I have no cool segway into this section. Introducing... Rasp.

You might've seen them around if you've checked my blog here or there as a front page image for my works.

And you'd be right. Rasp is from the Waku Waku Puyo Puyo Manga, a brand new character just made for the thing. They're basically a minion who mostly impede the way for Schezo and Rulue. I say "they" because, well, Rasp is genderless.

Fun fact: Their salary is unknown, but they apparently get paid more than a Manga artist, so take that as how you will.

Rasp does appear frequently throughout the volumes, and does indeed fight Schezo. While they do lose, at least they looked pretty cool while doing so.

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Lightning Round:

Now these devilish goofballs are folks I want to show...but don't have much info on them just yet. Or there wasn't that much to begin with.

Septem:

(Creatura...La creature 98...)

Septem is another genderless character from the series, coming from Arle no Bouken, a game I know next to nothing about. All I know from it is them and that they cling to Arle like a sister. I love them.

This is absolutely one character I wish I knew more on, since she's much more developed as a character...I just don't know much about Arle no Bouken.

Dark Witch:

(What is this, a doppelganger bargain sale?)

Now she has a little more to her that I DO know but it's nothing spectacular.

Planned to be in Puyo N but was scrapped due to the idea of her being too serious, which is quite the reason for Puyo, but appears in Comet Summoner anyways as a final boss.

You can even play as her, and fight Witch herself and beat her... and possessing her. Kinda, sorta.

Runelord:

(Dweeb appeared in one game and changed a man)

Runelord is an odd case, because some of his lore is stuck onto True Madou Monogatari, which in of itself...is kinda iffy lore wise. And also really long.

In Madou S? Wants Schezo to be the next successor, he says no, fight happens, Schezo wins but is affected anyways. Apparently he was beaten by Lagnus, but that comes from True Madou, so the accuracy of the Canon can be very much debated. It all depends if you think it's Canon or not.

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And honestly, that'll be all for this time around. Apologies this took so long. Life's been quite the journey. Graduation's happening soon, and finals are happening soon. The list goes on. I'm hoping I get by through the school year, but alas, I'm happy you read this.

Adios.

#Youtube #puyo puyo #madou monogatari #schezo puyo puyo #sega #waku waku puyo puyo dungeon #witch puyo puyo #arle puyo puyo #Hoping to get these less known guys out there for the people who dunno

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front-facing-pokemon · 11 months ago

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I just found this blog so I'm jumping aboard the plushie bandwagon.

First we got Absol. (i feel like maybe i should've taken a closer-up picture but it's the face sooo)

Then a Wooloo

And, saving best for last, this Leafeon plush I own... of which I swear on my life is official merch.

I also have some more eeveelutions (plus an eevee and a few more) but: 1. I didn't want to send too many. 2. Eeveelutions are more popular so I wanted to give some other people the chance to submit their own. 3. I don't know where my Pikachu and Snivy plushies are cuz I own too many stuffed animals.

Only reason I submitted Leafeon was so I could show off this ~masterpiece~ of a plushie I own. And it's face isn't the only thing wrong with it too lol. Also I just noticed I accidentally had one of the ears hanging back but I'm too lazy to go take another photo but i hope this amuses you nonetheless.

ALRIGHT THERE'S BEEN A LOT OF YOU AS I'VE BEEN OUT WITH MY FAMILY FOR CHRISTMAS HUH

let's start with these guys. beautiful. wonderful. i do not believe that that leafeon is official merch. this statement is baffling to me. welcome to the front-facing pokémon family. i love the eyes on that absol and wooloo is one of my faves. i was rather obsessed with it when it first came out and have a whole wooloo tag on my main blog because of it. though i guess i cleared that whole thing out recently so i don't anymore

let's get the nose ratings out of the way:

↑ this is a lie. 10/10 chespin

it's very wide and also 10/10 you're being too harsh. merry day to you too

circular face indeed. did i already post this one? if i did you can have it again

clodsire be upon ye. clodsire fans this is your treat until gen 9

this is a trend now. i think tumblr just crunched this image to hell for some reason so here's what the text says:

"Felt like joining the others for front facing pokeplushies [images] I have more pokemon but its early morning and these are the plushies that are easy to access"

i have not but i imagine "a moment" has long passed by now. my apologies but apparently today was an important day or something? idk

YEAH it's super unbelievably fucked up. i think i kinda remember the circumstance being a bit dire so everyone else was more worried about either 1. protagonist getting stomped on brutally or 2. saving the world from kyurem / the bittercold. i was totally under the impression that he was dead in that moment but i guess the characters may have known that he would just come back? i seem to vaguely remember partner being surprised that he came back and being like "but we watched you die :OOO" but maybe i'm misremembering that. i do create a lot of pmd lore on my own time so i have a hard time telling the difference between canon and fanon sometimes

two a day makes the world go round! this blog started when i started college, paused for 80% of my college career and now has started back up and i just graduated college a week ago. i would say "how time flies" but it has been a very, very long year

i've said it before and i'll say it again: gen 6 is my favorite gen, so you'll be seeing lots of favor for this gen from me in the tags i'm sure. maybe gen 6 is my excuse to start doing other things here. like that stream i keep talking about

if they put meloetta as a little obscure puzzle thang in sv, i'm sure they'll do something for genesect. i hope. at least for keldeo probably. genesect i'm not sure is very popular, unfortunately, outside of the tumblr crowd. if the general public's opinion on genesect is favorable, then maybe

okay and then i tried to scroll down further in my screenshots for more asks and saw the wobbly will smith in a hospital bed Gimme a Hug, Man that i copied from the "i get a little bit genghis kanghis" post so that's it. to everyone who christmases: merry it. it is today. although it's basically over by now so! merry boxing day for tomorrow if i don't say anything tomorrow. but i probably will. now i'm gonna go queue up today's 'mons because i haven't done it yet today. see you all in a few weeks when those post

#gti spoilers #under the cut. don't look if you haven't played it it's an amazing game #not pkmn #nose ratings #about to queue up gogoat and pancham so be ready for those in a while

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lgchangyul · 1 year ago

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blossom here back with a second muse and here i'm introducing song hangyul, a trainee since july 2020 and hoping to debut as an actor ! here is his profile and here are some brief connections i have, though i'll have more under the read more below ! as usual, if you'd like to plot, give this a like and i'll message you to plot ( i'd prefer to plot on discord or twitter as tumblr shadowbanned junkyu's account and i'm traumatised ;'; ) edit: feel free to add me on dscord at minipochacco or follow me on twtter 94joobebe if you want to plot ! i'm scared to message everyone in case this account gets sh*dowbanned.

background

introducing song hangyul, born on 31st december 1998 and wanting to debut as an actor !

he was born and raised in jeju until moving to seoul in 2001 ( when he was 3 ).

ex taekwondo athlete, gave it up in order to pursue what he really wanted to do.

his parents weren't too happy about it because they wanted him to continue with taekwondo, but his heart always leant more towards acting, but eventually after a lot of begging and pleading, they let him pursue acting instead.

not too long after, his parents split up simply because the romance just wasn't there anymore, which wasn't a bad thing for hangyul because they were both still actively in his life, just with some adjustments.

studied hard and did well in school, enrolled to uni to study acting, finished uni. auditioned for legacy in july 2020 and passed, becoming a trainee !

he didn't want to rush any opportunities that came up and instead wanted to focus more on enhancing his skills which is why he didn't rush into moving to the acting path ( yet ).

personality

he's a very sweet guy with a pretty playful side, he's a chill guy and outgoing, really that kind of guy who will offer you his shoulder if you need to cry. he's really carefree, he see's the beauty in the little things in life and i think that's what makes him so endearing too??? things like watching the sunrise, a cup of coffee in the morning, seeing the morning buzz of people heading to work etc, things like that easily make him smile.

honestly, he's a hopeful guy?? and i think that can make him come across as a little bit naïve, some people might think he's silly for seeing the world in such bright, lovely colors when it's not always like that.

a mommas boy fr, after his parents split up, he always made sure she was doing okay. he'd cook a lot for her or help out with cooking, he essentially was like a rock to her.

cares a lot about the people close to him, and he'll show it through ways like acts of service. you'll know if you're someone close to him.

he's hard working and believes that hard work pays off, and he's not the type of person to step on others to get what he wants. he wants to do things properly, the right way and earn his way up rightfully.

he's kinda clumsy, he breaks something at least once a week and he'll apologise 80 times and feel bad about it for the next week too.

he is NOT a night owl, the latest he'll sleep is like.. midnight, he loves waking up in the morning because to him, every morning is a brand new day with new opportunities !

essentially, he's like that person you want in your life, simply because he's so hopeful and uplifting and being around him is just.. inspiring and motivating.

random, brief plots

flower garden friends / hangyul loves flowers, another thing he see's beauty in and he loves visiting flower gardens and things like that, so someone who also loves flowers or visiting flower gardens. perhaps they found a shared interest and decided to visit together, or they simply bumped into each other there. minjun.

reality check / someone who maybe hasn't had it easy, has had a difficult life and knows how hard and complicated the world can be, perhaps they're annoyed at how optimistic hangyul can be and try to give him a reality check ( or this could be adjusted where hangyul tries his best to show your muse that the world can be an enjoyable place too ).

close friends / when hangyul joined legacy, he struggled to settle in a bit because it was all so new to him, and perhaps your muse was one of the first friends he made here.

under the facade friends / someone who's seen hangyul down, unlike himself and saw how he really can be when he's his his usual, bubbly, happy and uplifting self. maybe your muse knows how he is usually, or your muse doesn't know what he's usually like. someone who's seen that side to him that he rarely ever shows ( more so because he doesn't get like that often ).

soulmates / quite literally, hangyul's person. best friends. platonic soulmates. two peas in a pod, the one person he'll show all sides of himself to without a worry that your muse will judge him. jinyoung.

blind date / a fun plot where perhaps their parents set them up on a blind date at some point. whether they knew each other prior to the date or not can be discussed.

issues / someone who just has an issue with hangyul for whatever reason. he has no clue why, and even though he's usually always kind and carefree, it bugs him that your muse has a distaste for him and he wants to know why.

events

trainee mission 015

traditional korean games: open, open educational video: open reflection solo: to be completed

#plot call.#intro.#(( phew hello x

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xthelastknownsurvivorx · 1 year ago

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Fan Fiction Author Self-Rec

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤

Thanks for the tag @orchidscript! Now the hard part is actually choosing haha but I'll do my best~

SNL | Season 45 Episode 2 | HRH Prince Henry & FSOTUS Alex Claremont-Diaz — RWRB, Canon Divergence - SNL Episode

I'm very proud of the research and work that went into this one to making it feel like a real Saturday Night Live episode, especially how much I've learned about writing short-form comedy sketches. Writing in a stylized format, plus trying to squeeze in a lot of character development into a short amount of words, was also a fun challenge. Although it's canon divergence, I actually wrote this is almost like a replacement for Alex's London trip in book canon, which meant I had to get creative with how I reinterpreted Alex's changing impression of Henry.

Burn (They're Watching Us/I Hope That They) — RWRB, Lyric Rewrite - Burn (Hamilton)

One of my few angst/hurt no comfort fics, in the form of a lyric rewrite/parody. I always thought there were a lot of parallels between Alex's feelings after the email leak and Eliza's following Hamilton publishing proof of his affair, and it was great playing on that for this fic. Specifically, it's the lyrics "The world has no right to my heart / The world has no place in our bed / They don't get to know what I said" that inspired this piece. I also love many of the lyrics and rhymes I managed to come up with.

Some Element of Mystery — RWRB, Stripper!Henry (sort of)

I had not originally intended to join in on the stripper!henry agenda but this idea took hold of me and I couldn't resist! I thought centering the fic around mistaken identity in which Alex only thinks Henry is a stripper was a hilarious concept, plus a way to put my own unique spin on the prompt since humor and crack treated seriously make up most of my personal writing brand.

The Frustrating, Intoxicating, Complicated Sum of Him — RWRB, The Way I Loved You AU

Old Taylor Swift songs have a special place in my heart and it was really fun reimagining this classic into an fic for Alex and Henry. I tried to strike a balance between taking directly from the lyrics and reinterpreting them into longer scenes, and I'm pretty happy with the result!

Tales From the Junk Drawer — RWRB, Post Canon

This was a hard choice for the last one, but I had to give it to my first fic for the fandom. I really liked how my first attempt at firstprince banter came out, plus some of Alex's introspection about his sexuality that I wove into the work. I guess weaving in introspection is also part of my brand.

Bonus +1: Untitled — RWRB, Reincarnation AU, College AU

I know that this is technically just for things that we've already written, but in my defense this WIP is just over 80k in, hopefully over 80% done. This is the Reincarnation College AU I've shared snippets of before, and I feel like I can't not include it for how much I love it—it's like a novel and I'm just so, so proud of it. I like to think of it dealing in heart, paired with comedy, all while dealing with some pretty heavy themes as well. Hopefully coming to you by September 2023~

not completely sure who hasn't done this yet but I think @athousandrooms @celeritas2997 @14carrotghoul @cheesecurdsgravyandfries @adreamareads? but also anyone who I missed who wants to do this please take this as me tagging you

#tag game #rwrb #red white and royal blue #rwrb fic #firstprince

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tigerlilynoh · 1 year ago

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

Thank you @ambersock for the nudge/inspiration to reflect on things I'm really proud of.

Job & Family This one is definitely top of my list because it’s dear to my heart in so many ways. I spent 26 months writing this 600k beast. It has several of my favorite original characters and fight scenes. I love that act one starts pretty straightforward, then it jumps the rails with the second act (and I love the inherent trust of any reader who is willing to hang on). The story gave me so much room to world build across multiple planes and dive into the politics and culture of Hell in particular. It’s simply the sandbox I could play in forever.

Beyond the End, There is a Season I often describe this fic as “Job & Family was several seasons of a tv show. Beyond the End is a movie.” My goal with the fic was to really dig into pacing and tension to play with suspense. The main inspiration were 28 Days Later and A Quiet Place— with the added priority of a really mess interpersonal dynamic (post-canonical-betrayal Sam and Ruby). It’s like 100k with the first 80% being almost entirely just Sam and Ruby having to work together. Both in that character/relationship study and in individual moments, it lingers in a way I love. I’m so proud of how it turned out.

Time for a Lesson My version of a dark fic. It was for a dark fic bang and part of my challenged to myself was not relying on sexual violence to do the heavy lifting of danger. I wanted to make the most unnerving, menacing Demon!Dean I could, one that would inevitably flay the canonical one. Sam’s character arc in this one is something I’m very pleased with. And I delight in this dark fic’s inspiration being Treason by the Book (a historical account of a failed incitement to treason, and specifically the poor bastard who got a target on his back because someone tried to incite him).

Cybernatural I don’t blame anyone for not giving this one a chance; it’s an odd one, but it has a lot of things that I’m so happy with. The inspiration was, “If I could write a spn spinoff, what would the first season look like?” This was my attempt at noir (it’s actually neo noir because it’s set in the future with some minor sci-fi tech), a genre that I actually didn't really like prior to writing this, but I studied it as part of the challenge to myself and grew to really appreciate its style. It was also my attempt at writing an old version of Sam, particularly one struggling with passing the torch and his own insecurities. I dig its case fic/noir vibe, and I cackled wildly at making readers read through a sex scene involving elderly people… because I often think of myself as your antagonist, here to put you where you never thought you’d be.

The Uncomfortable Adventures of Sam in Law School (WIP) Despite the fact that it is incomplete, this is another instance of world building that I’m so deeply proud of. Stanford-era Sam getting caught up in the magic subculture of the San Francisco Bay Area. Magical realism, drugs, lots of sex, Sam having anxiety and major illness, a chapter that delves into hunter culture and Sam’s relationship with his dad and Dean— that chapter is one of my favorite things I’ve ever written. It's a piece that's so special to me that what holds me back most from completing it is fear of letting it down, but I hold out hope that with time and renewed practice (and maybe a couple vacations or ADHD medication to reboot me) I'll grow braver. Time will tell.

#my fanfic #ask meme

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dashawfrostart · 5 months ago

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This Month In "Time & Again" #19: The Prints Have Been Shipped!.. (possibly an insubstantial post)

Hallöchen!.. All of a sudden, almost a month has passed. And I didn't even notice... Wait, I'm having a rather strong feeling of déjà vu here. Oh ya. The previous post starts the same (well, almost). Some (namely myshelf) might want to go ahead with the joke and say every day is exactly the same (oddly, even as of 2024, I still manage to mix up the title of the song with the title of that short indie game called Every Day The Same Dream). ... But that's probably enough of Nine Inch Nails references for now.

So! The awesome news!

The print-friendly versions of "Time & Again" for the Chapters 1, 2, and 3.1 have been completed, and the prints have been ordered, and now they're already on their way to me! Yaaaaay!

I had troubles with the printer's website, unfortunately, which prevented me from finishing up this giant, outstretched-in-space-and-time project as fast as I [thought I] could. But now it's all done, and all that adding full bleed hassle is over, and I'm not going to bother doing that for chapters 3.2, 4, and 5 for now, because they're not gonna get printed yet. Next time I'm gonna be working on print-friendly iterations of "Time & Again", it's most like going to be once the complete edition is on its way. And I still have ways to go. ... without simple and fast ways of automation, and without assistance of smart AI algorithms that might help speed up the process of flat colouring based on the creator's predefined palettes - I definitely got long ways to go. 😑 *sigh* (yes, yes! I still hope that somebody makes a plugin for Krita that will be able to do exactly that, because that would've been wonderful and SUUUUPER helpful for me! For now though, there's only but nobody came).

And aside from that... I actually don't even think I've done much. Most of my latest accomplishments - including the creative ones - were not "Time & Again" related, to better or worse. Or not quite, let's say.

However, I've started working on an alternative cover art for "Time & Again" - the one that I had in mind for quite a while; the one that's been lurking around somewhere in the perils of my pencil sketch dump for long, that has appeared perhaps around the time of development of Chapter 2. Currently, it's missing proper shading and a background.

Also, following a suggestion of my friend, I made a cute comedic artwork that will eventually end up as an art print for an artistic event I'm planning on participating in later this year. Yaaaay!

For now, I refrain from showing any progress because of some certain reasons, so I'll share the final versions later on.

That's very funny and weird how it turns out sometimes!.. Thanks to one of the minor characters in my story (and spoiler: they will appear in Chapter 6! 😉🥳) I've made a discovery that I quite enjoyed! To get a better understanding of the aforementioned character, I started listening to vaporwave. And I must admit, I'm enjoying the genre through and through. Not exactly your elevator music type thing, but at times not too dissimilar. Or at least it feels soothing and meditative to me, in an odd and crooked way. And hey, lots of distorted samples from my favourite gems of ye olde good 80's. A music nerd such as myself simply cannot cringe at that, for sure. Good job, my character. You must be proud of yourself, you sleek and fixated, yet somehow adorable genius. Now get in the f***ing robot (I wish I didn't say that; it gives me an incredibly unsettling wrong association now... 😅). That very same character is also the reason why I'm intermittently playing Broken Reality now - and also enjoying it through and through. Very inspirational and quite relaxing. Really looking forward to play the anticipated sequel, too!

Alas, there's a little confession to make.

The problem is that, right now I'm not yet certain how to approach Chapter 6. And no, I am not talking about the form of it (however, the visual representation of that giant pile of Lothar's self-hatred should be taken into GREAT consideration as well, indubitably - but that is a rather impressionistic question, methinks).

What I cannot deny right now is that I don't feel like I'm in the mood. "Why is it so important, and why is it such a big deal?" you ask me. Well, first of all, as a content creator, I truly believe that you have to be in the mood in order to create quality content. Second, because of a specific nature of Chapter 6, it's incredibly important to get myself into a certain mood prior to working on the final writing (for even the script is not yet complete, although the substantial majority of it is certainly done, and it's even overflowing in specific spots 🤣😅 dammit, Lothar, you think too much). I could possibly say I'm a little scared to delve into it, because it might turn into a descent into an endlessly black pit with no light anywhere around, even from above. I need a certain mood that is best described as Traurigkeit und Weltschmerz (and virtually anything along the line).

And this is the feeling I'm lacking right now. Perhaps, too much stuff is going on in real life right now, or maybe I simply allow myself to distract from being "Time & Again" productive a little more than I should've... Or maybe the simple answer is that I'm a happy and cheerful person by nature, but to write a proper Lothar I need to become a very dark and grim dude, dammit! 🤣

I also realize that I'm behind on my creative schedule, too. Which is probably not helpful. But, as I said earlier, I'm not exactly scrunching myself into strict timeframes either.

But at the end of the day, albeit slowly and with a certain degree of uncertainty - I'm getting there. Medicated Lothar and his personal problems are definitely not forgotten by me. I'm letting it flow freely, to ensure the greatest result to be achieved.

That's all for today. No illustrations, but that's how it has to be for now! See y'all later! 👋🎨

#TimeAndAgainbyDWF #This Week In Time And Again #graphic novel

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yesyourstalker · 7 months ago

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Cirrina: so what do we do when we get home

Ikkan: we're going to start harvesting The rest of our crop from last season and we're going to start laying down our new crop. After we water and lay down fertilizer.

Cirrina: what are you going to do with the harvest?

Ikkan: we have at least two crates for us. Give some to the village and the rest goes to the grocery store.

Cirrina: oh... You also sell milk and eggs?

Ikkan: yep. We'll milk the manatees tomorrow, for now let's unload them and put them back in their barn.......Dad we're back!

Cirrina: We got meat!

Merv: great! Ikkan put it in the ice chests out back. Cirrina sweetheart is your dad teaching you how to drive yet?

Cirrina: a little bit he said I'm allowance to get my learner's permit when I'm 16

Merv: well good news for you. You don't need a license to drive a tractor. Come on, come with Grandpa. You two Noji let's go!

Noji: coming!

Ikkan: hey-What are you covered in?

Warabie: eggs. ...One of those stupid krill tripped me up and I landed on top of some

Ikkan:.oh ....mwell it was just one basket. It's a good thing that they lay a lot of eggs...

Warabie: *sigh*.. .. I'm going to be honest, I don't really think I'm made for this kind of stuff..... I think I'm going to bail. My dad would be pissed...

Shimi: oh no you don't!! As long as I'm here, you're here!! You're not leaving this place!...

Warabie: WELL FUCK I DON'T WANT TO KEEP DOING THIS!! THIS SUCKS........*sniff*....ugh. .... Cod you stink

Shimi: shut up. ...... If your father asks, I'll be in the shower.

Ikkan: ummm actually we still need you

Shimi: uhhhhh what?

Ikkan: we need you two to go around town and pick up these wire baskets from every doorstep. Come back then place a dozen eggs in the basket and go around and put them back on the doorstep after ringing the bell

Shimi: *sigh*.... very well

Ikkan:....*sigh*

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Nautical: GOOOOOD MORNING MY PARTY PEOPLE I HOPE WE'RE NOT TOO HUNG OVER BECAUSE OUR 2ND DAY OF TIDAL WAVE FESTIVAL IS STARTING NOW WITH THE CAPSIZERS!!!

Crowd: SCREAMING

Capsizers: I JUST WANTED TO SAY JUST BECAUSE WE DECIDED TO PLAY DOESN'T MEAN WE LIKE ANY OF YOUS. THE FACT THAT SOME OF YOU @$&¿ PAID HUNDREDS OF DOLLARS TO BE HERE MAKES ME SICK. ESPECIALLY SINCE YOU'RE SPENDING MOMMY AND DADDIES MONEY AND NOT YOUR OWN MONEY........FUCK ALL OF YA BUNCH AH!!! @#$&....(hack)...(Spit)...1234!!!!

Mahi: I see why neta loves this band

Mizole: you wanna watch the show from the ferris wheel?..... maybe make out a bit

Mahi: ............alright...let me head to the bathroom first

Mizole: I'll meet you at the wheel... Wait! Can you fill my water bottle?

_______________________________________________ Baja: *snoring*...........*snoring*...............*snoring*.......

Neta:.....................................*sigh*

Baja:.............*snoring*........*shoring*....

TV news anchor: today's weather is going to be nice and sunny around 95° with an 80% chance of rain. So make sure you bring your umbrella..... Here's the forecast for this week. It's going to be a very hot season this summer but very rainy folks

Baja:....*snoring*.............huh ........hmm morning.....

Neta: hey..... You want salmon eggs or krill eggs?

Baja: uhhh krill eggs is fine

Neta: here you go......

Baja: thanks..........*eating*..... Eggs taste good.... Bacon is pretty good too

Neta: hmm.......*eating*.........*sigh*............... when your dad died..........where you upset ?

Baja:..*eating*..............………… yes

Neta: mmmm....ok

Baja: why do you ask?

Neta:........... I don't know................. I just don't feel right about it. Like I'm not- I am upset about it I just....eh

Baja: ....... The one thing that I regret, is not spending more time with my dad before he passed. We didn't get along all the time and we did fight but....... we did love each other.... I wish I expressed that a lot more before passed.... But I know that he knew that I loved him...

Neta: hmmmm......*eating*....

Baja: so what do you plan on doing today?

Neta: nothing.... I was just thinking of going back to bed... I've been busy recently. I haven't wallowed in my bed in a while

Deadbeat[dad]: hey we need to talk it's important I'll drop by tonight

Neta:k

Ikkan: morning babe take your meds and check your glucose love you <3

Cirrina got to drive a tractor today look

Neta: or not...... Oh my little girl's driving

Baja: I think your sea bunny chewed on my shirt

Neta: Yeah she tends to do that

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Mahi: *sigh*...ok.... Ferris Wheel time..... alright......*inhale*...ohhhhh why now?.......hey spyke

Spyke: well well I've been looking all over for you! How have you been? It's been awhile hasn't? Hehehehe The last time I saw you were-

Mahi: fuck off. Bye. .

Spyke: wait hold up! .......I just want to catch up. I know we didn't leave good terms but I feel like we're both grown as people hemhemhem...*sigh*....soooo.... You look nice........your fins are going out just fine

Mahi: (swat) don't touch me.....I have to go

Spyke: oh come on. Why do you keep trying to run away from me?...... Are you still friends with warabie are you still not on speaking terms? I've seen you around Rock Shock do you work there?

Mahi:.................................................................(Leave)

Spyke: one thing that hasn't changed is your rudeness!

Mahi: LET GO ME!

Spyke: Listen to me you little shit I tried being nice and carpe but you're starting to piss me the fuck off ...... now I'm going to try again and this time you're going answer my question.

Mahi: .........*huff*....*huff*...........fuck you...(Swig)

Spyke AHH....MY EYE !!! .YOU FUCK!.....

Mahi: it was nice seeing you again! Byyyye!

Mizole: took you so long?

Mahi: someone was puking in one of the porta potty so there was a long wait. Also, I went to the popcorn stand... Here's your water

Mizole: thanks............

Mahi: *eating*.........*eating*

Mizole: babe?..... why is there blood-

Mahi:...................

Mizole:..... hey... you want to sit down? You're looking a little pale are you ok? Are you doing okay?

Mahi: yeah yeah.....hehe....I'm fine

Mizole: alright........

Mahi: so we're going to make out or what?....hehehe [kissing]

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Cirrina: ok what do I do?

Merv: ok...so first, let's check the hitch. Make sure The tractor is connected to the octato digger..... Make sure it's hooked in so it won't detach during harvesting .. .... Looks good. All right, let's climb in... Usually tractors are one sitters but Noji insisted putting a second chair

Noji: there's nothing wrong with having company when doing chores.

Merv: can't really argue with that.... But maybe next time you can bring some friends who know what they're doing..... I like Harmony she's a nice girl but-

Noji: Okay, in her defense......she asked if it was street legal first. which it is!

Merv: we're not going to talk about this again... come on Cirrina......(Pat Pat)....sit on grampa's lap.... Hold firmly onto the wheel. Putting the key in the ignition .. I'll do the pedals so that'll be my job...

Cirrina: ok.....okok so then what?

Merv: you just got to hold on to the wheel... I'll tell you when to turn

Cirrina: *gasp*.... we're moving!!! Hehehehe... HIII IKKAN! LOOK I'M DRIVING!!

Ikkan: heh...(waving)....hi Cirrina! ....hold on let me see if I can take a picture.......... send that to Neta

Cirrina: hehe this is fun. I thought working on a farm would suck

Merv: *sigh*.... This brings me back. Remember when I used to put you two on my lap and let you drive the tractor......

Noji: yeah... Remember that time I pushed ikkan out of the tractor

Merv: I remember his arm being in a sling for a whole month

Noji: he was just being dramatic

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Neta: alright dad what do you want?

Gai: It's not an emergency or anything........ Recently I was informed that I have full access to my old house in land and property

Neta: what?

Gai: we got our old house back. And I want to take you there and show you...... You were too young. You were a baby, actually when we lost the house so.... I want to at least show you it...... I even made copies our old house key so you can have one

Neta: ........... Where is our old house?

Gai: it'll have to be a 2-day drive....

Neta: ....................*sigh*.... ................ .............. alright dad.... We'll leave next week........ Be here by 7:00 a.m.

Gai: great

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Octoling lady: oh you must be here to deliver the eggs?.... I didn't know Merv had new workers I heard his two boys in town to help

Warabie: we're just here for a visit. And we're helping him out. Here are your eggs ma'am

Octoling kid: mom....mom..... It's a man on the CD look!

Octoling lady: Benjamin!..... I'm sorry hehehe kids...

Octoling kid 2: It's also that man from that one movie. The movie that we're not allowed to watch. You called it um....prop. ah... Propaganda.... He was in a propaganda movie for the octarian arm-

Octoling lady: well! thank you for the eggs! We really do appreciate it.....here I made some squid barry preserves for here take some jars....uhhh ... have a pleasant day goodbye.........(SLAM)

Warabie: what the fuck was that!?

Shimi: different culture warabie their opinion on the great turf war is a lot different then ours overseas...

Mahi and @fish-at-fish-fish-resort were spyke outside of the festival

#mahi came in swinging #they might have had a small panic attack on their way to the Ferris wheel but they're ok #Cirrina having fun with her new family yay #neta having a father son road trip yay I guess #neta and baja had a slumber party aww #baja has never a sleep over #every sleep over neta had was just him couch suffering at his friend house #what were they talking about? what secrets did they spill #i might write a mini Semi-Cannon short maybe #neta

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finsterhund · 1 year ago

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Screaming and screaming.

My roommate says next paycheck he's gonna make me give him AT LEAST 80% of it AGAIN. I can't fucking take this.

He told me that we won't be able to pay for rent if I don't foot the cost as he's apparently unable to get his share. Which I understand. No paid rent = no house so it has to get paid or else but it still sucks. He said we'll have to do this for at least two more months. I asked if he'd be paying me back after those two months and he ended the conversation real quick 🙄

Also my bank got locked. So I'll have to contact them to unlock it. It's probably done this because it went over my overdraft trying to pay for a PayPal transaction that kept trying to force it's way through. So that's fucking great. My bank account is locked and my PayPal is negative. On top of everything else.

My life fucking sucks. I hate having to live this way. Hate having to live like this. My days are spent in bed, nothing to do but watching grass grow (my beloved plants are cooler than grass but you get the idea I hope) and hoping that the internet is going to show me good shit instead of the overwhelming amount of bad shit instead.

It’s too hot but my roommate insists on me not being allowed to turn on the AC unless it gets even worse. Even though the hydro bill cost is a lot lower than he said it would be from it.

All I can think of is my Special Sly. How I love him so. It’s too hot to cuddle Scott.

The air quality from the wildfires is impacting my chronic lung fatigue and my chronic eye infections too which sucks so bad. Our planet is dying, us youth fight tooth and nail to live in a society where the only possibility is eating paycheck to paycheck and surrendering our dignity to predatory slumlords just to have roofs over our heads. I have fruit trees that will probably spend the rest of their lives pruned to live in tiny pots all crowded together in my bedroom while my grandparents farm is left to rot because I’m the only one who cares about it.

If your body isn’t already too broken enough to be put on disability you work a job that breaks it down. And that in itself is a luxury only afforded to some. Based solely on where you were born. In certain places if your body is too broken to work anymore the option is to starve. For other members of our species we are little more than beasts of burden. Only certain countries is there the option to live in a zoo.

I am a captive animal in a white-walled cage, my species-specific enrichment is virtually simulated by a digital machine, it is a privilege when I’m able to get fresh fruit. Meat is a luxury I can’t afford. To access the minimal support that may be available degrading hoops must be jumped through and you must present yourself for examination to those who think you’re less than human. You try not to hate them for it because how much of that disgust is fear? Denial that they are one, maybe two paychecks; one, maybe two injuries, away from being where you are. What you are. They deny it can happen to them. They insist that for them things would be different. They would use their resourcefulness to find a way. They have to. To think otherwise is to acknowledge there is a problem.

My friends all pass around the same $20, $50, $100 that we are only able to give one week because they get from a different friend the next. Love remains, I just have to remember that love remains. In spite of everything we still love. We still find ways to send support, give gifts, etc.

I should be used to this. I was never sheltered. I was never shielded. I lived among predators since before I knew what predators were. One paycheck away from having no food, no shelter, is as natural as breathing. But it still hurts. It hurts because deep down you know it shouldn’t be this way.

Humans evolved to survive not on the individual level but as a group. We survived because of love and compassion. But our innate desire to protect and defend and love allowed the twisted and the evil to rise unhindered and build selfish empires that are now infallible by rule of law. We allowed them to exist, and that is not something the inhumanly evil would have ever extended in return. The tolerance of intolerance was our downfall. We love and care so much for each other than when those mutant evils that go against what we are fundamentally supposed to be appeared we didn’t strike them down like we should have. We let them twist things into what they wanted and then demanded that these new aberrations to humanity were how we were always meant to be. Cultural gaslighting We must be civil, we must be tame, when they got what they wanted by being no such thing. They were savage while calling their victims savages. And the definition changed.

Our species gave up fangs for brains. We would build weapons to replace our teeth, but then the winners of these wars made our weapons illegal, knowing without them we can no longer bite.

I’m tired. So very tired. I’m tired of being the ancient roots of a long ago felled tree that sends up a sucker just to live for long enough before taken by the blight so that I have enough energy to live for now just to try it again. Hoping that next time, the blight will be gone. Fearing that next time won’t be enough and the blight will finally take too quickly, take too much, and there won’t be enough for another chance. Paycheck to paycheck. Ad nauseum. And you know the blight never used to be here. You know it was brought here. Because you still see those ancient roots, those remnants of the colossal stumps of what once was great towering trees. The suckers know because the roots remember.

And each time, each cycle, each season, sometimes a sucker flowers. And sometimes those flowers get pollinated. Able to make seeds. Baby trees, actual new life, a new voice, not just your newest sucker. And there’s hope. But each generation, less of us are pollinated, and we know that means that less of us survived to sucker again, or less of our suckers made it long enough to flower. Fewer, fewer, and further between. The amount of us that can hold on slowly drops. A reminder how delicate our balance is. Concrete undeniable evidence that the next time for you it might not be enough. We don’t fail from lack of trying. We fail when we grow too weak, too tired. But those that brought the blight, immune to the blight, they say it’s personal failure that kills us, that makes us weak. When the position that grants them their immunity is the only thing that differentiates them from us.

I’m sick of only surviving. I’m sick of seeing those basking around in their decadence they got at the expense of our ability to thrive all the while blaming us for what they forced us to become. The lie that where they are is some personal triumph. A strength on their part. Blight-immune nepotism. This disease they profit from is not natural to our species, but they profit from the continued insistence that it is.

In the end I can do nothing to change this. People say “vote” as if this isn’t just the act of sending up that little sucker tree, wildly hoping that this next term the blight won’t take, realistically hoping that the blight will not take until we preserve enough energy for the next go around. One bad season from not having enough to try again. Think pieces demanding that we should be flowering regardless. But we’re starting to clue into just how much energy it takes to flower, and of how the voices of those think pieces just want more lumber. We aren’t human to them. We are a product, a resource, a fuel. The insistence comparison I give to a tree is relevant because of that. Our next generations, our youth, their value is cogs to that machine. They need us in that way I guess. So maybe the way to fight back is to make ourselves unusable. Be that striking or what not.

But ultimately there are very few things that separate any other strike from a hunger strike. And we also need energy. We need that energy more than ever.

Idk. Man wtf I need therapy. I guess. But can therapy fix any of this? Not really. You get labeled with “shit life syndrome” and if you’re lucky it will be treated with the captivity of the underfunded social programs.

For now all I can do is love my friends, pet my dog, and hug my Special Sly. And dream. Dream that the next time the little sucker tree won’t have to struggle just to survive for long enough but that it can grow and thrive. Dream about a fantasy world where we will live for a hundred years and pierce the sky.

Or I mean we could also just stockpile weapons and [REDACTED]

#text post #negative #long post

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owletwriter · 2 years ago

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Welcome to Hawkins

CHAPTER 5

Summary: Stranger Things and The Upside Down, they're both fictional, right? But what if it wasn't? What if somehow, someone comes across a gate and ends up in not only the 80s...but in Hawkins?

Slow-burn Eddie x Reader / Eddie x OC, Robin x Friendship!Reader

Disclaimer: Don't own the rights to any characters except the ones I created for this story.

Hope you enjoy!

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A dream…a very vivid dream, that's what I think at least as I arise from my deep slumber, until I hear a blaring alarm and open my eyes to a ceiling I'm unfamiliar with. It's at that moment when everything that's happened to me comes flooding back and realize it wasn't a dream at all. I'm split between two emotions, disappointment that I'm not back home in my room…and relief that this is real. I'm unsure of which emotion is stronger, but I don't have time to think about it when I feel Robin leap out of the bed.

"I'm going to wash up first." Robin tells me while putting together an outfit for herself and before leaving to head to the bathroom, she mentions, "You can pick out anything to wear."

I'm then left alone in her room still on the bed while trying to shake off the last bit of sleep. Finally, I'm on my feet and browse options for what I'll be wearing today to blend in more. I let my eyes scan around for options, but I get interrupted when Robin returns.

"Sorry, I should let you use the bathroom first, you’re the guest." She says looking a little apologetic.

"Are you sure? I'm fine waiting." I reply to her, but she shakes her head.

"Nope, I insist. I, as the host, will make sure you, the guest, have the top tier service at Hotel Buckley." She playfully tells me gesturing towards the bathroom with her arms out. I chuckle and decide not to argue after that grand gesture. In the bathroom, I try not to take too long to wash up and once done, we swap out. Back in her room, I continue where I left off looking for something to wear.

Pants were out of the question since my legs are too short and my thighs are a bit too thick to fit Robin's pants comfortably, but that's fine since mine aren't really dirty. That leaves me with deciding on the top portion of my outfit and I come across a white button-up short-sleeved shirt. I tuck it loosely in my jeans to hide they're high-waisted and from the corner of my eye, I spot a navy blazer in her closet. I put it on and roll the sleeves up to my elbows revealing a black and white patterned lining. There's a full-length mirror on the inside of the closet door and I inspect my outfit. My makeup is just my mascara and a coral-tinted lip balm. To finish it off, I decide on leaving my hair out with a side part and put on my two silver rings for my right hand.

Robin returns and pauses to view my outfit, then gives me a thumbs up saying, "Lookin' good!"

"Do I blend in more?" I teasingly ask her.

Pretending to be deep in thought she says, "Hm…nope, I see no trace of the future on you."

"Good." I sigh and bend down to pick up my backpack and ask, "Do you have a spare notebook or two for today?"

Robin's expression shows confusion when I glance over to her and she asks back, "Why do you need them?"

"Uh, for school today. I'm getting the textbooks, but I need something for taking some notes…or doodling at least." I simply state to her, but her face doesn't change.

She shakes her head and questions me, "Wait…you're going back to school?"

I now understand her confusion and explain, "What else am I suppose to do right now? You and Steve are the only people I know and I can pass the time there while waiting until after school when we have to search the place." Robin is finally getting the picture and I add, "Plus, I can help with looking for any potential gates while I'm in the school. It's good to have another pair of eyes to spot for anything that might be weird."

"Alright, alright, you've convinced me." She says understanding me now and continues while grabbing two notebooks from her dresser, "We better head out soon or we'll be late." I take them from her, then leave letting Robin get dressed. Once she's done, we go downstairs to her kitchen to have a quick breakfast. We decide on a bowl of cereal and while munching on it, I ask where her mom is since I expected to see her. She explained that right now she's been leaving early and coming home late recently because she's working on some type of project proposal at her job. After clearing our bowls, putting them in the sink, and slipping on our shoes, we hear a car horn from outside signaling that Steve arrived. Robin and I exit her house, then jog over to his car and enter it driving off.

"Okay so, you guys will keep your eye out for anything that might look like a gate." Steve announces to us as soon as we're on the road.

"Right…and what do these gates look like again?" Robin takes this opportunity to interject with a question.

From the back of the car, I see him look over at her in disbelief exclaiming, "How do you not know what a gate looks like!? You saw one when we were in the Russian hideout! Remember? The big red glowing wall with the laser?"

"I was a little distracted with Russian soldiers chasing us at the time, so sorry if I didn't stop to get a good look at it!" She shouts in defense while checking her makeup in the car mirror. I remain quiet because I don't want to slip up and acknowledge that I know exactly what they're talking about.

Instead, I pretend I'm clueless and simply ask, "What's this about Russians?"

Robin turns towards me and replies, "Don't worry about it now, I'll explain it to you later."

"Just look for any red glowing hole with black vines around it." Steve says exasperated while pulling up to the school. He parks and before we get out he mentions something else, specifically to Robin, "Before I forget, tell Dustin that he needs to meet us after school. That twerp will probably figure out something."

"Got it." She responds while I just nod going along with it. We exit his car and he drives off while the two of use walk towards the entrance of the school. Robin and I only have one class together, History, so after helping me find my locker, we agree to meet here to go to lunch together and then go our separate ways. I make my way over to the office I was in yesterday to pick up the textbooks I'll need. The door is open and Patricia is inside busy, so I knock on the door gently to get her attention.

She lifts her head up from her papers and smiles saying, "Kate, nice to see you again."

"Uh, I'm here to pick up the books I need for class." I tell her while entering the office.

"Ah yes, these are them right here." She remarks and gestures with her hand at a pile of books on the corner of her desk.

I go over and lift them clumsily into my arms while giving my gratitude, "Thanks."

As I turn to leave, Patricia says, "Have a good day." After returning the statement back to her, I exit, head to my locker again to shove the new heavy objects in it except for one, the Pre-Calculus textbook, since that's my first class. The bell rings indicating that the school day is officially starting and after checking the room number on my schedule, I quickly stride over to the classroom. You got this. Ready for your first full day back in high school as a senior…again? I ask myself while trying to shake the jitters. When heading there, I run into Patricia walking the same direction.

She notices me and comments as we come up to the same door, "Looks like your first class is with me." It's only now that I realize she's a teacher and I'm in shock when I read the nameplate on the desk in the classroom, "Ms. O'Donnell." The name sounds familiar, but I don't remember the moment when I heard it in the show. I don't have time to ponder long on it when she catches my attention and gestures for me to stand near her desk saying, "Class, we have a new student for this year." She then turns to me and suggests, "Why don't you introduce yourself?" At this point I would rather jump out the window, but I grin and bear it. Taking a quick gander at the people in this class, I don't recognize anyone, but I still try to rack my brain with who said Ms. O'Donnell's name.

After enough awkward silence, I address the disinterested class, "Uh hi-"

"Whoops, sorry I'm late." A voice says stumbling into the classroom. Everyone turns their head towards the door to see who the tardy person is, but my heart starts racing because I recognize the voice and now remember who said Ms. O'Donnell's name.

"Lucky for you, we haven't started the class yet, Eddie. Please take your seat." Ms. O'Donnell tells him as I dare not look over in his direction. He paces across the classroom passing me and I keep my eyes glued to the floor. When I hear him sit down, Patricia speaks up again, "Okay, now you may introduce yourself." I glance over at the window really considering if I could jump through it safely, but I try taking a deep breath to calm my new nerves.

I can feel his eyes on me and so while keeping my gaze down on the floor I clear my throat to speak, "H-Hi, I'm Kate and I…uh…m-moved here from New York." There were a few whispers now from the class and I look over to Patricia trying to ask her to put me out of my misery. To my relief, she quiets the class down and then assigns me a seat.

That quickly ends when I hear where she's placing me saying, "You may take the seat in the fifth row by the window in front of Eddie." Why me!? I internally scream at myself as I now carefully make my way to the spot. I try my best at just focusing my eyes on the empty chair, but as I reach it, they flutter up to him and my eyes grow wide when they meet his. I swiftly turn around and sit in my chair, open my books, and lean forward on the desk using my hair to try to hide myself while making an effort to pay attention in class.

Twenty minutes pass by and the whole time during the lesson, I barely move just glancing up and down from the board to my notebook writing everything down to distract myself. Why am I being like this? I'm acting so stupid! I berate myself as I scribble more notes. To calm down, I start to doodle in the margins of the notebook since I'm actually pretty good at math and so I don't have to pay too much attention.

However, it comes to a point in the lesson where I need a calculator and I unfortunately don't have one. That's until a lightbulb pops in my head and I rummage in my backpack for my phone. Once I find it, I try to make sure no one can see it as I place it on my desk underneath a piece of paper. The last twenty minutes go by slowly, but eventually the sound of the bell comes signaling the end of class. I take as little time as possible to gather my books, pick up my backpack and dart out of the classroom without looking back. I feel like I can breathe easily once I get to my locker and switch out my textbook for the next classes. The rest goes by pretty swiftly compared to Pre-Calculus for obvious reasons. Once Chemistry finishes, I happily walk over to my locker to meet Robin for lunch.

She's already there leaning against it and once she spots me, immediately asks, "So how's it been?"

"I'll tell you one thing…" I start off saying and then whisper close to her, "…about the future." Her eyes light up in anticipation, but that goes away once I state, "High school hasn't really changed much." She scoffs at the lame fact and I laugh at her reaction as I put books away in my locker. We head to where all the other students are going, the cafeteria. Since the two of us didn't bring food, we grab a lunch tray and get the meal of the day, square pizza. Robin leads us to a table and we sit next to each other eating while I casually view the different clicks in the cafeteria until she elbows me to get my attention.

"There's Dustin, we should go over now and ask him to meet us after school." She tells me while gesturing with her head in the direction of where he's sitting. My eyes follow to where she's looking and see him with Mike Wheeler, but I also notice what group he's sitting with, The Hellfire Club. My eyes drift to the head of their table and of course Eddie's there chatting with his members. My stomach flips and it's not because of the lukewarm pizza.

Robin starts to stand up and I immediately grab her arm to pull her back down saying, "Wait!" She does and I continuing speaking, "He…seems busy right now. We should ask another time."

"Um, Kate, this is the perfect time to let Dustin know." She points out to me a little perplexed by my statement.

"I know, I know…but…" I respond lingering on what excuse I can tell her while glancing over at the metalhead.

Robin squints curious about my demeanor and surveys the table again until it clicks exclaiming, "It's because of Eddie!"

"Shh, shut up! No!" I shout to her in a whisper while frantically looking around to see if anyone heard. Calming down, I face her and say, "I just don't like interrupting people when they're eating."

"Well it seems like they finished eating, so let's go." She muses clearly testing me.

As she starts to stand up again, I pull her down and say, "No!"

Smirking at me she responds with a deal, "Acknowledge that you have a crush on him and we'll go when he leaves." I sigh pondering for a moment, really not wanting to admit it to not only Robin, but myself.

But as Robin lifts herself off from her chair for a third time, I grasp her arm and speak, "Okay, okay, fine." I sigh glancing over to the metalhead and mutter, "…I may have…a little…tiny…crush on him."

"Was that so hard?" Robin asks totally amused and I just glare at her. Ten minutes pass by until we both see the metalhead rise from his chair and head towards the exit of the cafeteria. We glance over at each other, nod, and then bolt up out of our seats to make a beeline for Dustin. He's chatting about something with Mike which looks to be very humorous by the chuckling. That stops when they finally notice us approaching their table. I decide to let Robin do the talking since they have no idea who I am even though I'm familiar with them. "Dustin, hey. Steve asked us…" She says pointing to me and herself, then continues pointing at him, "…to ask you to meet him after school."

Pretty much ignoring her, Mike chimes in directing a question at me, "You're the new girl from New York?" I sigh smiling and nodding as a response. Looks like news travels fast. I can imagine the whole neighborhood will know by tomorrow. I think surprised by the fast game of telephone in this town.

Robin does a quick introduction with fast hand movements, "Kate, this is Dustin and Mike. Dustin, Mike, this is Kate. Great! So now that that is out of the way…" She places her hands on the table leaning towards them and asks again, "…Dustin will you be meeting us after school?"

A bit suspicious, Dustin squints and asks back, "What does Steve need me for?"

"We will divulge that information to you then. So yes or no?" Robin responds with a hint of irritation in her voice. Dustin remains silent mulling it over, but she speaks up again, "Dustin!"

"Alright! Lucky for you, Hellfire Club isn't meeting today." Dustin finally answers giving in to Robin.

She playfully grins satisfied with his response and tells him, "Great, meet us out in front of the school." The bell sounds signaling that lunch is over and the two boys get up, give us one more look with perplexed expressions and walk away.

"Well, that was simple enough." I remark smiling with relief impressed it went that easily and there were no hiccups.

Robin smirks standing up straight, "Yeah, you just need to be a bit firm with them." She flexes her arm earning a laugh from me. I start stepping backwards and before I notice Robin's expression warning me, I bump into someone.

"Oh my-I'm so sorry!" I exclaim turning around to see who it is and I seem to have the worst luck, because it's the exact person I tried to avoid, Eddie.

He chuckles at my flustered state replying, "Second time now. We seem to be developing a habit." I actively try to make an effort to speak, but then he leans forward and I freeze up shutting my eyes. When nothing happens, I open them quickly to see he grabbed something to the left of me on the table. He smirks holding up his handkerchief, "Forgot this." He puts it in his back pocket and I can feel him studying me with his towering stature. "You're new here…Kate, right?"

I clear my throat and utter out, "Y-Yeah." I back up a little while speaking in a shaky voice, "Um, sorry…w-we have to go to class." I glance behind me to Robin witnessing the interaction and grasp her arm. The whole time his face is plastered with a small smile. "Sorry again." I call to him as I drag Robin with me towards the cafeteria exit.

Once down a hallway, I stop leaning against a locker and peer up to Robin's amused, but baffled face exclaiming, "Oh…my god! What the hell was that?" I glare at her, but she's not phased continuing, "You completely turned into a…a…"

I finish her sentence, "…human blob."

"Yes!" She agrees snapping her fingers and then says, "It looked like someone opened up your head, went into your brain and used a fork to scramble it." I groan covering my face with my hands and she quickly tries to reassure me, "Hey, hey! It's fine! From what I could see he seemed to find it…entertaining?" She follows me when I start to shuffle away towards my locker.

As I swap my books out I attempt to express what goes on in my head, "I don't really know what happens to me. I've had crushes before, where I get butterflies, get all smiley and a little nervous. But when it comes to him, my mind goes blank, my heart races and my stomach is doing somersaults."

Leaning on her shoulder listening she nods and says, "Hm, you're like the complete opposite of me. When I have a crush, I just can't shut up for the life of me. No matter how hard I try, I just keep rambling while my brain is shouting at me to stop."

We begin to walk to History class together and inform her, "What's worse is…I have Pre-Calc with Eddie and I sit right in front of him. I hardly moved the whole time except for when I had to grab my phone."

"Wow…I feel kind of lucky about my whole rambling thing." She jokes which makes me lightly elbow her and she then says, "Wait…you took your phone out in class?"

I reassure her, "Don't worry, no one saw it. I had to use the calculator on it."

"It's a calculator too!?" Robin vocalizes a little too loudly and I shush her. When we enter the classroom she adds in a quieter voice, "Anyway, it might be a good thing to have a class with Eddie. You can slowly get used to him."

We take our seat and before class starts I reply with a simple, "I guess."

The class is painfully slow because I'm not the best at history. Maybe the fact that I'm living it now will give me some advantage…somehow. I think at some random point during the lesson spacing out. After History, there was one more class until school lets out. It too drags along at a painfully slow pace and about five minutes before the bell rings, my foot is actively tapping as I stare at the hands on the clock ticking around.

The sound everyone has been anticipating finally comes and we all rush out of the classroom. I make a quick pitstop to my locker to grab what I need for homework and then head outside to where we all agreed to meet. Once I arrive to the front of the school, I spot Steve and Dustin bickering about something by his car walking over to me. We say our greetings and a few minutes later, Robin comes jogging out of the school. Before discussing anything, Steve suggests for us to go into an empty classroom and when we do, the three of us inform Dustin about what's going on including proof of me from the future. This is starting to get old real quick. I think while sighing and putting away the evidence.

"Now that you're all caught up, let's go look around." Steve says to Dustin who's still absorbing what he's just been told.

"So…let me get this straight." He says as the first thing that comes out of his mouth and then continues pointing at me, "She time travelled back to here in the 80s through The Upside Down…and you guys didn't assume that she may in fact be lying and is either possessed like Will or Billy was…or is actually an enemy from The Upside Down?" There's a silence among us all until Steve and Robin burst out talking at the same time trying to stutter out an excuse and I try to talk over them to say I'm not an enemy. Dustin shakes his head and stops us by saying, "Kate's not either of those things by the way. She's fine with light and heat, plus she's not any type of slimy creature." He then lectures the pair in a judging tone, "Honestly, you two should really think about these things more."

"Alright Henderson, enough with your lessons." Steve replies back with obvious annoyance and then addresses all of us, "Let's start searching around the school."

"Actually, we don't have to do that." Dustin chimes in again while digging his pocket for something. He holds up a compass and it clicks for me, but he explains it to the others, "Whenever there's a gate, my compass goes crazy like when there's a huge magnetic pull. Looking at it now, it's behaving like it should and pointing towards true North."

"So…?" Robin asks trying to get him to the point.

"That means there's no gate around here." Dustin concludes appearing proud by his knowledge.

Steve relaxes a bit and says, "Okay, so I guess we're good here."

"Yeah, but what about Kate?" Robin speaks up for me as I nod my head in agreement and they turn to look in my direction.

Dustin steps towards me and in an apologetic tone says, "I'm sorry, Kate. Without a gate, I don't think there's a way for you to go back."

I sit down in one of the chairs and mutter, "What am I going to do now?"

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farizrz · 2 years ago

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(SPOILER ALERT)All Question and Answer on Anastasia's Telegram who i already translate in English (sorry if there a wrong word since use translate on website):

1. How did you decide on this ending?

It's a bit of an imprecise question. If you mean the path of light/darkness/balance, that ending was accepted in the original plan. In the middle of season 3, I wanted to include another bad path finale with a sad outcome, but...there are some points that prevented me from accomplishing what I wanted.

However, the ending of a *very* dramatic story should have pleased readers with at least a little positivity.

2. The path of balance. What does it provide?

I've talked about it before, but I'll say it now. The balance path is designed to give you enough stats for all the choices in the story. And at the end, you can decide the fate of your main character.

3. will there be a special edition?

No, there won't be a special edition. The story ended the way it was supposed to.

4. Did you write the ending to a specific music? If yes, what music?

I like to listen to songs from different movies/series. It helps put me in the right mood. The last thing I listened to was:

1)James Newton - I'm listening.

2)The Danish Girl - the mirror

3)Ludovico Einaudi - primavera (slowed down)

4)Michael Suby - Kayleigh's Funeral

5)Princess Yue - Avatar the Last Airbender OST.

If from the soundtracks, the last ones are:

1) Isak Danielson - Power.

2) Claire Gueresso - Rise

3)Tommee Profitt - I'll Be Your Hero

4)Lana Del Rey - Young and Beautiful

5. What genre will the new story be? Is there an outline already? Are we waiting for a new story? Will there be a new story in the modern world.

1) The genre is uncertain. Many people think I will write a psychological thriller, but that was just a wish, not a statement.

I could also say that I would like to try mysticism or horror, but that doesn't mean I would definitely come out with that genre.

2) I can't answer that question.

3) Counting on late fall, and then we'll see... Maybe sooner, maybe later.

4) Probability is about 80 percent, but I'm still thinking.

6. Which of the characters had children and a wedding after the finale?

It could be all of them. Some have it sooner, some will help. It all depends on the desire of your main character (you).

7. The fate of the locket? What became of it? How did it end up at the mother of the MC?

1,2) It was said that her father stole and gave the medallion to pay off a debt. MC didn't look for it because she had an idea of the people in question and didn't take the risk.

3) It was also said that it was passed down by inheritance.

8. What happens to Cassandra in the finale? Does she stay in New York or does she leave with Hodge and Leon?

Cassandra stayed in New York to get back on her own feet and start her own business/agency. If she returned to Hodge, the distance finally killed any hope of their reunion. Cassandra herself rejected that kind of relationship.

9. In how many years can Katherine/Hodge or Katherine/Leon meet again and finally stay together?

Three to four years. After surviving the distance, Hodge/Leon will decide to propose to GH.

10. Maybe you can console us and tell us that Hodge has solved his problems early and will get back together with Katherine in a year?

That would be unfair and wrong. I can see them finally being able to work through their problems after three years (minimum).

11. Michelle and Brandon didn’t survive the long-distance relationship. Do you think Hodge and Catherine can handle it?

Michelle and Brandon had a completely different situation. Brandon prioritized work, which he regretted in the future.

For Hodge and Catherine, it was a necessity.

12. could Katherine even fly to Hodge/Leon for the whole summer?

For the whole summer, no, but for a month and a half...maybe.

13. Did MC/Hodge or MC/Leon stay happy with this ending?

Every time they met...were unspeakably happy to spend time with each other.

14. Who broke up after the events in the story?

It’s kind of sad...I think it should be up to you. After all, you play the main character 

Of the favorites, no one planned the breakup.

15. Why did you want to write the finale this way, without marriage proposals?

Our protagonist is a young girl who has been through a lot of events and problems for her age. Yes, she has found love, but... it’s too early for her to think about marriage. She needs to live an ordinary life, and spend her time with her love line. All in good time 

16. When will the other character profiles come out?

One of them is on its way. The other two are waiting for their moment of stardom. They were written a long time ago, their publication does not depend on me.

17. If you don’t go with Dominic on the his route will he end up staying in Seattle with his parents? Or will he return to New York to help with the club?

If Club Hodge stays, Dominic will be combining two businesses.

If Hodge’s club is sold, Dominic will help his parents, but he won’t forget about himself either.

18. How did Dominic start working for Hodge?

Just like in normal life, when an employer selects the resumes of employees. The only thing... Dominic had to go through many tests before Hodge could trust the dark side of his business.

The most important test was for trust.

19. If MC went to university, does she want to be a coach in the future? Will she be able to work side by side with Tate?

1) Yes, the protagonist wants to fully immerse herself in learning so that she can be a professional coach with experience in the future.

2) And yes, she can.

20. How did it work out for them with the Olympics?

Depends on your skill level and then your level of credibility.

If you win gold at the Championships, you are more likely to get a medal at the Olympics. But which one... will remain a secret.

21. Will Tate’s father be healthy? What is he sick with?

Tate’s father has a heart problem. He survived a heart attack.

Mr. Tae-Ming tries to undergo treatment, but what the final outcome will be will remain off the screen.

22. On the Tate’s route, will Katherine be able to communicate with his mother normally?

Maybe, but very, very soon. Tate’s mother works around the clock, and in her spare time she travels with her husband to hospitals. It will take some time to get used to her son’s girlfriend.

23. Could there have been something between Cassandra and Dominic?

A friendship of sorts is possible, a relationship is not. Dominic couldn’t handle Cassandra’s character. He needs ease, adventurism, and freedom.

24. Will Dominic and Brian become good friends?

If the Hodge Club survives and Brian becomes the head of it, more than likely, yes.

25. Will Catherine continue her communication with Cassandra?

If you have a good relationship with Cassandra, friendship is possible. But they will not communicate as often as they would like.

26. Is Leon’s mother alive?

Yes, she lives in Europe.

27. Why is it Leon who gives peonies?

Why not? He’s the only one who decided to give MC real flowers. And roses are... too corny for him.

28. Where is Leon from?

Leon is originally from Ireland, but he and his family have often traveled to Europe.

29. What major did Liz enroll in?

Simply put, a physical education and sports teacher.

30. Do you have a favorite?

They are all favorites for me because I put a piece of myself into each one.

31. How difficult was it to write the finale? Was it difficult to say goodbye to the characters?

1) It was hard to write eleven different dates 

Otherwise, it was quite comfortable. You have experience 

2) Psychologically speaking, I didn’t realize at first that I was writing an ending...

And when I started looking at the finished backdrops, characters and cutscenes for this update... it got sad. I couldn’t believe that we had made it to the finish line.

32. If you had the chance, would you want to write stories on behalf of a guy?

I wouldn’t dare do such an experiment.

33. Did Sirius still stay in the “pet hotel”?

No, Hodge took him away.

34. “Follow the call of your heart and determine your own destiny”-is this quote your personal instruction to readers?

More like a wish.

35. Why was the farewell as if to the entire company, since only Hodge and Leon were leaving. I hope they all stayed in touch?

Yes, it was a farewell to Hodge and Leon, but it could also be called communal because the main character is going her own way. She won’t be able to keep in touch with her newfound friends as much because she has to build her life.

They will see each other, but not as much as they would like.

36. Why did you decide to make the compromise fall into the hands of the FBI and Leon and Hodge will have to go away for a few years and leave Mr. (long distance relationship).

This is a consequence of their darker side of life. You can’t get away with something like that, you have to pay for everything. And this became their path to redemption. They were very lucky to get away with it.

And long-distance relationships, they will endure. Especially when they see each other once a month for one week.

37. When the chairman of the corporation was caught, he said it wasn’t over. What does that mean?

The chairman wanted to frighten Hodge into living his life of speculation and tormenting himself from day to day. But Baker found another way 

38. What kind of business did Hodge and Leon have in Brazil?

If Hodge sold the club, they decide to open a chain of restaurants.

If Leon sold the car dealerships, they decide to open collectible watch stores.

And whether they will do anything illegal...life will tell.

39. Will there be crossovers in your future story?

It will all depend on the setting and the genre of the story.

40. Have you ever had a situation where during the course of writing a story you’ve gotten into and perceived the main character’s problems as your own?

Some of the problems I experienced and some I could feel and empathize with.

41. How long did it take you to write the ending?

I can’t say exactly, but I think two to three weeks.

42. Did you plan to write a book based on the OTI and SBTR novellas?

It took a while for me to realize that I was more drawn to screenwriting.

I see myself as a screenwriter, but not as a writer.

It’s a tremendous job that’s admirable. But, alas, I still have to stomp and stomp to it 

43. Are OTI and SBTR in the same universe?

No, they are in different universes.

44. Why does OTI bring up issues of self-acceptance, themes of violence, both moral and physical? Have you/your acquaintances had such experiences or did you want to highlight these issues?

You know, a little bit of everything. The primary objective was to highlight these issues in history.

And I could take examples from my own experiences, loved ones, or sources.

45. What is it like to describe intimate scenes? Do you have to imagine everything, visualize everything?

It’s been very difficult lately. Maybe because of fatigue, or maybe there were other reasons.

But intimate scenes also need inspiration.

For example the scene with Dominique in the car, I began to write it when the idea, the desire and the inspiration kicked in. It’s the kind of explosion that happens once every indefinite amount of time. I caught the moment 

46. How did Hodge and Brian get their father’s guns? Can we have a backstory about that?

Do we all remember what the brothers’ father was involved with? Hodge got his father’s gun, after he came of age, because he was very serious about that kind of thing.

Brian got a gun, after his father died. The kid was a hot-tempered character, and his father couldn’t trust him with a gun before his due date.

47. How hard is it to walk away from the ending of a story and start writing a new one?

I wouldn’t say it’s very difficult. When you think about new ideas, it’s very easy.

When you try to write them out, you involuntarily go back to the characters from the last story.

But I quickly come away from that and start something new with renewed vigor.

48. Who would you date if you were the main character?

I’ve already answered that question. I understand that with my character you need someone like Leon. But I’d date Tate 

49. Do you play in the CD? If so, what stories do you play?

I do. I try to play them all as much as I can.

50. Is it hard to write out the character profiles?

I just don’t have enough time for that. That’s why I was writing profiles when I was on vacation.

51. How would you rate the ending of the story? Was everything satisfactory to you?

When it was written and turned in, I thought I had survived everything possible...

But after resting, reading each piece again...I realize that many moments lacked a more precise ending.

The same ending with Leon and Hodge. Many people thought the ending was open ended and it was unknown what was in store for them. It wasn't.

I wanted to show that they were going to go through an ordeal that would not only be a finale, but also a success.

I see the displeasure of many who didn't like Hodge's answer, "We'll see," but it wasn't said to piss them off :)

It was said to the main character so as not to scare her off by getting married. After all, she's still young, and she doesn't want to rush into it.

These kinds of moments I would like to describe in more detail, so that the players do not have questions.

Well... and I wish there had been a sad ending, but alas.

52. Were there any moments that you wanted to add, but they wouldn't fit into the screen time of the series?

Such moments are present, but they don't affect the outcome of the story. It's more like a nice addition.

53. Why on the branch with the minions did they give the ring as a gift and not a proposal? Do you think that the heroine has been through a lot lately and now she does not need it? Or are the characters little explored for each other and it is too early for such a responsible step?

You answered your own question :)

54. Will there be a Sirius questionnaire?

No, there will not be a Sirius profile.

Sam's questionnaire was a nice bonus + he influenced the plot of the story in season one.

55. What is Cassandra's orientation?

She is bisexual.

56. Are there any prototypes of the characters? Or are they all collective characters?

Collective images :)

57. Who called Catherine and said nothing but breathed heavily into the phone?

It was Hodge.

58. In one of your interviews you were asked how Hodge was able to help Katherine deal with a panic attack. You said that he had already had the experience. Could you tell us more about where this experience came from, please.

After his father died, he was dealing with a panic attack himself. Fortunately, he had people around him who helped him come to his senses.

59. Whose idea was the crossover with the novel Fury of the Titans?

Join idea.

60. You left an open ending with each favorite. How do you personally see Katherine's relationship in a few years with each of them?

1) Brian - they love to travel, Brian often draws the main character, and was even able to sell a few masterpieces with Katherine's permission.

2) Liz - they like to spend time at home. They often go skating, and try to help each other with their studies. Also, they help Harry open his own restaurant.

3) Tate - they spend a lot of time together. Both at the rink and at home. They plan to buy their own apartment. They like to drive around the city at night, and often have a date somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

4) Dominic - They each work hard, but they manage to miss each other.

Dominic arranges all sorts of outings for her, and she agrees to his adventures. They support each other in their endeavors.

5) Hodge - Despite the distance, they see each other every month and spend a happy week together. They tell each other about their plans and arrange surprises. At a distance, they often connect by video call.

6) Leon - works very hard, but calls the main character every night to check on her well-being. Every month they see each other in a new country, which he leads tours of. And the nights are spent in each other's arms.

61. What kind of car does Hodge have after all?

Hodge is a 2019 Cadillac CT4.

Brian - 1966 Cadillac deville.

Dominic - BMW X5 Premium SUV

Tate - Chevrolet Aveo 2015

62. Tell us a little about the fate of Tom and his partner?

Along the way, when Tom wasn't competing...he took a break and got depressed.

Along the way, when Tom participated...does well, but changes partners. Unstable.

63. What sources served as inspiration for writing the short story?

Series, movies, and other kinds of sources.

Some problems were inspired by the series "The Queen's Walk."

64. What is the age difference between Andrew and Helena?

Andrew is about 60 years old.

Elena is about 45-50 years old.

65. How was the idea for the OTI plot born?

As I said earlier, my boy Vlad and I were going through a lot of ideas, one of which was a story about a protagonist with a difficult fate.

After outlining the seasons, I provided an outline that the director liked and started writing.

#romance club #on thin ice #catherine hill #brian baker #hodge baker #liz taylor #tate marshall #leon mcgrath

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gretavanfleetposts · 3 years ago

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hi there! i was wondering if i could get a ship, please? :-)

a little about myself, i'm 5'1 (where my short besties at?), sort of curvy, and i have shoulder length red hair that is either super wavy one day or a curly mess the next! i have blue eyes, i wear contacts sometimes but i frequently switch back and forth between them and my glasses. i absolutely love the outdoors and spending time outside, whether it be hiking, camping, backpacking, kayaking, you name it, whatever it is, i'm down for it! i also have a deep infatuation with music, whether that be playing music or just listening to it. that being said, my music library is massive. i love thrifting and sustainable shopping. i'm trying to get my closet down to at least 70-80% secondhand clothing right now! last but not least, i'm going to school right now to get my AS and BS in Geology with hopes to work for the National Park Service or the United States Geological Survey. i'm currently employed at a state-owned cave as a tour guide!

now for the prompts!

1. pronouns: she/her

2. star signs: virgo sun, taurus moon, pisces rising, which is very accurate for who i feel like i am!

3. favorite movie: THIS IS SO HARD! i have too many. i'll give you a few. the shining, grease, lady bird, hereditary, and the lost boys.

4. intro/extro?: definitely introverted by nature! with college and working in jobs that require public speaking, i'm finding myself breaking out of my shell! which i'm happy about :-)

5. skill/talent: is being able to set a tent up in less than a minute considered a talent?

6. go-to-song: HAHA probably mountain of the sun by gvf, take me home, country roads by john denver, or houses of the holy by led zeppelin.

7. what i look for in a partner: i look for loyalty, comfort, and humor. i look for someone that i can find a home within.

8. favorite item of clothing: as of right now, it's either my thrifted kennedy meadow's denim button up or my new pair of flare jeans that just hug in all the right places! (also my chacos and blundstones. they're my besties.)

9. pet: omg i have three. i have two cats, megan and sammy, and then a pacman frog, beep. i love them all so much and i would honestly sell my soul for them. my cats are sleeping at the foot of my bed as i'm typing this out and my frog is right next to my desk in his terrarium.

10. ideal date: okay, i've thought about this a lot before. just like in passing during life, and honestly i don't even know! i guess an IDEAL date would be some sort of outdoor activity followed up by a nice dinner/lunch and then quality time spent at home watching a movie or two? i'm literally the most open person when it comes to dates, so ANY date is an ideal date to me.

thank you SO MUCH for taking the time to read this request and answer my ask. i hope you have a wonderful day! <33333

Hey there! I ship you with Josh!

I'm just imagining Josh surprising you at work and scheduling a private tour so you can wander around the cave just the two of you. Can he also help you manage your curls? Probably. He's had a lot of practice with his own. I think he'd probably be pretty impressed by the size of your music collection. Like, he'd be so proud? And he'd be especially honored that he made it into the mix. You'd get great use out of your talent for putting up tents because I'm imagining the two of you going camping like every other weekend when he's not touring in the summer. And you are absolutely going thrifting with this boy every chance you get. Like, we're talking traveling far and wide for thrift stores when you've cleaned your local ones out.

- ⭐

Submit requests here!

#ships #greta van fleet #gvf #anon ships #anon #gvf ships #greta van fleet ships #gretavanfleetpostsships

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katedrakeohd · 4 years ago

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A Very Merry Birthday (5)

[Masterlist]

Hey let's make this a wacky drabble. This week's prompt #80 Stop looking at me like that

Word count: 2000

Cast of characters: Drake, Kate, Preston Davis. (OC)

Rated PG: talk of mature themes, sexual innuendo

Tagging:

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After exiting the stairway, Drake and Kate make their way down the hall to their room. He looked at her nervously as he dug into his pocket for his room key, "Are we really going through with this threesome thing?"

When they arrive at their door, Kate steps in front of Drake. Cupping his face in her hands she pulls him in for a kiss, her voice low, "Yes, we are. I'm only going to turn 27 once and I want it to be special."

Drake smirks against her mouth and mumbles as their kisses continue, "What's so special about turning 27?"

Kate caresses the back of his neck and runs her fingers through his hair, "Nothing really, but do you know what?"

"Hmm?"

Kate runs the pad of her thumb across his bottom lip, and then licks her own. "I can still taste myself on your mouth and I like it."

Drake presses the room key into her hand and with the other hand goes into his jacket, making sure to slide his palm across her breast before retrieving his phone from the inside pocket.

"You go on into our room, and I'll give Preston a call."

Kate chuckles, "Be nice to him, and please tell him again that I'm sorry for hurting him."

"I will."

…

Preston is sitting up in bed in his underwear and a t-shirt, with a small bag of ice wrapped in a pillowcase nestled against his groin. The pain had pretty much subsided by this point, but he wanted to make sure there was no chance of swelling. This hadn't been his first blow to the nuts, but knowing how it felt didn't make any time it happened again any less painful.

Beside him on the bed is a half eaten sandwich on a plate that he had ordered from room service. It was still early in the evening and it bothered him to not have anything to do. If they were back home at Valtoria there would still be another two hours in his work shift. Back at home these were prime party hours and he'd have guests to keep tabs on with his usual crew of guards. If it was a quiet evening with no guests, he'd walk the halls and then patrol the perimeter outside and use the time to go over the next day's sentry and active guard schedule in his head and get some welcome fresh air.

Once a month there would be an evening poker game amongst the senior staffers, which occasionally the Duke would join in on if the Duchess was away, but mostly it was a fun and casual night for the staff to tell funny anecdotes at their employer's expense.

Tonight, after clicking through the limited channel options on his room's TV, he had resorted to browsing the social media on his phone. Thankfully the hotel had free wifi. Reaching over he grabs the last part of his sandwich and takes a bite, and then another to finish it. Now that his hand was free he shifted the ice pack to the side and gingerly fondled himself through his underwear. The ice had left him temporarily numb, but there didn't seem to be any unusual swelling so he transferred the ice pack over onto his dinner plate. Laying his phone on his chest he planted his hands on the bed and carefully scooted his ass down the bed so he could lie down on his back. With a sigh he folded his arms behind his head and stared up at the ceiling.

After a few minutes of studying the crown moulding and lamenting the Ravenhurst's poor choice of wallpaper, he closes his eyes out of boredom. Out in the hallway he can hear the muffled voices of people approaching his room, expecting them to fade as they pass by. But this time they don't. Listening intently he recognizes the low tones of Drake's voice, and the faint inflection of Kate's laughter. So Mr. and Mrs. Smith, or Jones or whatever are back from their dinner date. Hope they had fun.

There's the click of a door opening and closing and then the muffled footfalls of someone walking away, punctuated by the creek of the wooden floorboards under the carpet. Preston turns his head to look toward the door, curious. Pulling his hand out from behind his head he reaches for his phone before it can slide off his chest.

…

Drake shoved one hand in his pocket as he paced back and forth in the hallway, looking down at his phone. Of course it had to be the pocket with Kate's panties in it. He bunches them in his fist and sighs in frustration as he picks Preston's name out of his contact folder. How in the hell do I call someone and invite them to be the third person in a sexual situation? Especially when I really don't want him there in the first place? I could lie to her and say that I asked Preston and he declined. Yeah right, Kate's like a human lie detector and would know I'm not telling the truth.

He presses the message icon on his screen and then stops to lean against the wall. As awkward a conversation this was about to be, it would be better conducted quietly.

The Duke:: Hi Preston, how are you feeling?

There's a brief pause and then Preston responds,

Preston:: I'm doing ok. How can I help you Sir?

The Duke:: I have an unusual request. You're free to decline if you don't feel up to the task.

Preston:: Ok. That's not suspicious at all. 🤔

The Duke:: First some questions. And again you can choose not to answer if you feel they're too personal.

Preston:: Should I be worried? This isn't some dangerous mission is it?

The Duke:: That all depends on how you behave.

Drake grins to himself and rubs his jaw as he waits for Preston to respond. The seconds tick by and then Preston answers.

Preston:: Are you out in the hall?

The Duke:: yes

A few seconds go by and he hears a door open and he looks up to see Preston pop his head out into the hall.

"Pssst. Over here," he whispers.

Drake pushes away from the wall and tucks his phone into his back pocket. He looks quickly up and down the hall before walking over to Preston's room. He takes in his underdressed state and then grins at him, "You're going to think I'm crazy."

Preston steps back to let Drake step into the room. "Now I'm really curious."

Drake stands in the middle of the room feeling awkward, knowing he still had to ask the questions he had on his mind. Preston gestures toward the chair for Drake to have a seat, but he shakes his head.

"I'd rather stand." I'm too nervous to sit down. "But you might want to sit."

Preston shrugs and then sits down on the end of the bed. "What's on your mind, Sir?"

Drake doesn't know where to start. Just get the personal questions out of the way, you idiot, before you chicken out.

Taking a deep breath in Drake forces himself to push aside his nerves and decides to sit down after all. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and then leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees. "Ok, then. Question one. Are you currently in a relationship?"

Preston's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, "Uh, no. But why -...?"

Drake holds his hand up to interrupt him, "Just bear with me and then I'll get to the point."

Preston tilts his head, frowning, but crosses his arms and then waits.

Drake scratches the back of his head, trying to find the words to ask the questions on his mind before he gets to the invitation from Kate.

"Are..are you straight? Gay? Something else?" Drake stammers, feeling anxious.

Preston can't help but laugh, "Are you asking me out on a date Your Grace?"

"I...just answer the question."

Preston shrugs, noting the nervous bounce of Drake's knee and the way he kept averting his eyes. He also couldn't help but notice that his shirt was half unbuttoned already and his hair was slightly messy. "I'm straight...I guess."

Drake looks up, "You guess? Either you are or you aren't. Stop looking at me like that."

"Well when you get right down to it, these days when you're lonely enough and looking for that kind of pleasure a hole is a hole. If you understand what I mean? Between two consenting adults of course."

Drake wasn't expecting that kind of answer from Preston, and he's suddenly reminded of his own 27th Birthday. But he had one last question before he mentioned the threesome idea. Taking a deep breath he thought about Kate, and how she was expecting Preston to come back with him.

"Well, if you're thinking straight, I want your honest opinion about something."

Preston wasn't sure where this was going, but this had to be the strangest conversation he'd ever had with any boss he's ever had. Was it even ethical to have this kind of conversation?

"Ok, sure. What do you want to know?"

"How do you feel about my wife?"

Preston wasn't sure how to answer that sort of question without getting a punch to the face. She'd already slapped him and mashed his nuts with her knee, but being the one to escort her to the restaurant had been exciting to say the least. He wasn't sure if he'd interpreted her suggestion correctly, that he should get handsy with her in order to get Drake's attention, or not. Or perhaps he had gone too far. He was certainly confused as to why Drake would show up in his room and start asking personal questions. He decided to keep his answer as ambiguous as possible.

"She's a beautiful woman, and a man would have to be blind not to desire her."

Drake nods, appreciating his answer, "Go on, I think there's more you want to say."

Preston's eyes narrow and he feels uncomfortable with Drake's tone of voice, "If you're trying to lead me on into admitting something as some sort of trap, I'm not falling for it. I was following her orders…"

Again Drake interrupts, "Yes, I get that. What I really want to know is if you enjoyed touching my wife like that?"

Preston carefully considers his answer. Yes, he had liked being able to touch her. But acting like a total ass had earned him a slap and a knee to the groin, and he knew that wasn't acceptable behavior. Kate didn't deserve to be grabbed like that. She had looked like candy wrapped in a red satin bow, and damn she had smelled like it too. He'd love to be lucky enough to have a woman like that. She would be like a gift, one he could unwrap everyday and never get tired of finding the same thing waiting for him on the inside.

"No, I didn't. K...Mrs. Walker shouldn't be touched that way without permission. It was wrong."

Drake's phone chimes and he checks it. He has a text message from Kate.

Kate:: have you asked him yet?

Drake:: getting there, be patient.

Drake looks up from his phone. "Smart answer. Now how would you like the chance to make it right?"

His phone chimes again.

Preston chuckles, "What do you mean?"

Kate:: this kitty Kat is getting awfully lonely over here, and with an itch that needs to be scratched. It would be a shame if I had to handle it on my own. 😽😈

"Kate...Mrs. Walker, wants me to invite you over to our room. For some fun."

"What sort of fun?"

Drake's phone chimes again.

Kate:: tick tock, Walker. Are you two coming over to play?

"The naked kind."

Preston laughs, "You're right. I do think you're crazy."

Drake stands up. "Well are you in, or not?"

Preston shrugs, "What the Hell, I'm in."

#drake walker #choices #long post #drake x kate #theroyalromance #Henry Cavill is Preston Davis

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aimai-ronri · 4 years ago

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Reworking the Fuzzy Gaming Quest

This is the first time I've ever blogged publicly about something like this. I usually talk to friends about it, but I just as often don't say anything, because when I talk about video-games I get hyperfocused and sometimes the conversation takes a long time, so I often feel like it's a bit rude to get people wrapped up in it. But I remembered I have a tumblr now and people actually blog on here sometimes, so: prepare to suffer.

To set up why I'm so weird about games allow me to explain: first of all, I'm obviously not neurotypical in some way I don't know but one day would like to figure out. SECOND, I've been playing video-games literally since I can remember. My first real memories of cognition are watching my dad put cartridges in the NES, and climbing on the bed to put our Thai bootleg cart in there myself so I could play weird sprite hacks of Super Mario Bros. So anyway, gaming has factored heavily in my life since the beginning.

Anyway long story short, this has led to, for a long time, me wanting to leave some kind of legacy behind me in the form of a trail of beaten-up old video-games. Often this takes the form of just wanting to curate out a collection (physical or unholy--I mean digital) that I can leave behind in some state of completion, but on top of that it comes as me wanting to sit down and truly spend time with the games that are most important to my history over the course of my lifetime.

This has led to me making innumerable 'systems' for approaching the task of having a humongous backlog of video-games (some might say longer than is completable than anyone in a life time, and I recognize this) and often these systems get replaced or revised for being inadequate in some way. The latest no-thought system on my part was the Fuzzy Gaming Quest, in which the goal was basically to play through games starting from the beginning of time and blasting through at hyper-speed, with the intention of covering as much ground in order to induce familiarity as fast as possible with arcade games from an era I've rarely played (but longed for in my old man's soul).

This was working but I quickly ran into a snag (after recording about 250 videos 😥): I wasn't spending as much time with individual games as I'd like by any means. On one hand, I was backlogging games I was enjoying just to get them out of the way and continue the progress. On the other, sometimes I wasn't sure how much time you'd even spend with a game to consider yourself familiarized enough to rank it in some way, without necessarily having to beat everything (who has the time?). Not to mention arcade games that have no viable ending for the regular player (Pac-Man, Galaga, etc).

So anyway all this is leading up to me explaining the next iteration of the Fuzzy Gaming Quest. Here's a picture!

What you're looking at is essentially a 7 day scoreboard for various games that I selected out as important during my previous pass through the 70s and most of the 80s. These are all games I wanted to play more of or possibly log in a list.

7 days is my naive answer to how long I think would be good to spend on a game, in order to get competent enough at it to get a decent score and/or feel you've experienced your average game enough to go ahead and put it somewhere in a list. It might seem like overkill for a simple arcade game (though I'd argue you need to play repeatedly and give your brain time to absorb it to get the true experience), and it may seem like underkill for an RPG (though I'd argue that most RPGs probably aren't changing much more if you've been playing for 7 days already, but this doesn't forbid from continuing to play if I choose to), but this is my naive and probably flawed answer, anyway.

This is meant to serve the purpose of: - Progressing reasonably fast (notice this is a list of basically banger games everyone has heard of, I will probably only include a few games here or there that are lesser known that I just happen to like--I'll also be avoiding some consoles intentionally that I don't particularly like (like the Odyssey 2, sorry, it's my list though--convince me otherwise if you like)) - Filtering into some kind of "best of" list (if I don't even want to play it for 7 days (in brief sessions), it must not be very good after all and doesn't deserve to be on any best of list I would leave behind me--games that I do get through the 7 days I should understand enough to rank competently enough to make myself happy) - Giving me an excuse to spend more time on the games that really matter to me, today, in case I get hit by a bus tomorrow - Giving me a target for when I'm able to comfortably say I've experienced a game enough and don't need to feel bad about moving on if I want to but still haven't "beat it," and also leaving room for playing more if I like (I can sort it, take it off the board, but finish it anyway on the DL) (Also, if I do beat it, I can stop there with the board) - Satisfying whatever kind of ADHD thing I have going on by allowing me to keep a variety of games on rotation for some amount of time and not just getting stuck behind one game at a time - Breaking game experiences down over multiple days to allow a longer time to think about them and grow accustomed to them, also to allow me to fit them into my busy schedule by playing Space Invaders on the toilet for ~10 minutes - To leave behind a journal of high scores or information about how far I got in various games as I plod on

So, you may (rightly) ask: What's the point of all this? Why can't I just play games that I like and call it a day?

Well my first answer would be, "shut up I know you're right I just can't, my brain is broken," but my second answer, the one I would say aloud, might be that I really have always wanted to take a targeted approach to going through all of game history and that's what this is in service of.

I have no false expectations about getting all the way through game history up to now in one lifetime, at least not without sacrificing a lot of games in the process. I definitely won't ever get to the point where I'm always keeping up with contemporary games. It's lucky for me that I mostly fell out of favor with games around 2011 for various reasons, but really it had been a steady decline of interest since about 2005 or so. I have a shorter-hand target, but if I were to ever reach it, I'd like to keep going on, even if it means playing PS4 games in 2061 when I'm almost as old as my dad is now.

Anyway, your second question (and wow, if you made it this far) might be: "so what does this mean for your tumblr, which I care about intimately after seeing 20 posts, and was gutted when you temporarily took a break, and have been looking for meaning in my life ever since?"

Well, true believer, if you want I might post my 7 day high-score for various arcade games or something along with some pictures or videos of high points of the game (when I get to games complicated enough to have cool art). I haven't decided yet. I'm open to suggestions! I'd love to see people try to (and succeed!) at beating my scores (I'd feel like I influenced someone into maybe playing some old, great game they wouldn't have before deciding to just then).

If nothing else I hope it was interesting to see my thought process about this stuff.

If that's not true, I hope you were entertained by a write up of someone's journey ever deeper into video-game delirium.

And yes, I will get frustrated with the system and change it again in approximately a month.

#long post #fuzzy-gaming-quest #spreadsheet #video games #retro games #rambles #crazy guy talks about video games

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