#this’ll be an era for sure

[yourstrulyelijah]

give it a day, and we’ll find out the answer of who belongs with @brenda-miller-forreal

[linderosse]

Epona!

Accessories and outfits!

Makin’ smoothies for status buffs!

Conditional Ultrahand!

A potential Dark World???

It’s a bit too early to tell for sure, but I think Nintendo might have actually achieved the blend of 2D Zelda and 3D Zelda fans have been clamoring for since OoT released over 25 years ago.

I’m so hyped!!!

New Trailer

Wisdomverse

(More under the cut)

That said, the placement of Kakariko Village under Death Mountain (like OoT) instead of in the east half of the map (like ALttp/ALBW) is interesting. And (Kakariko seems to be in its place!) we’re confirming that all the OoT/MM races— Gerudo, Deku Scrubs(!!) are present alongside the River and Lake Zoras (like in the Oracle Era).

More points in favor of this being situated after OoT, so potentially between OoT and ALttP— essentially, making this Zelda the Downfall Timeline version of Lullaby, or the Zelda directly before Fable.

This’ll have interesting implications for what the combined timeline will look like if I fold Echo into Fable, or if I make her a new Zelda :)

Either way, I can’t wait!!!

[seraphmaws]

hi ^-^! Can you do a tutorial on how to make this icon? I would like to learn :3

https://64.media.tumblr.com/64eb5472b1d49fc941ccefbae558846e/cb2b70c34ebba0a7-b4/s1280x1920/d9e44a125324b309a533a1e56be842355046d740.gifv

Hello! I apologize in advance for my poor explanation skills, and also for how convoluted this process can get 😭 But I saw this as a worthy challenge, so here’s how you too can make a gif icon where the character comes out of the frame like this and this:

This is going to be very long so the full tutorial is under this cut!

Programs I use: IbisPaintX and Procreate*

*full disclosure, procreate is exclusively for iPad and costs 10 USD. however every thing I do in procreate you should also be able to do in Photopea

1. First things first, after finding the gif you’ll want to use, you’ll need to download each individual frame. By importing it into either procreate, photopea, or any program that’ll allow you to view individual frames, you’ll be able to save each frame

A note about gifs: The best gifs to use are ones with less frames due to the fact you’ll be editing the individual frames. Not to say you can’t use gifs with higher frame counts, however it is much more time consuming the more frames there are

2. Next you’ll have to remove the background from each frame. You can remove the background by hand, but I like to use this website to help make things a bit easier. Just pop your frames into it and download each one

It is unfortunately not always accurate and often misses things on images where the background isn’t clearly defined or is lower quality, and you most definitely will have to do touch ups on your frames For example here, for some reason, the first two frames (on the left) were left with a semi transparent gray background and in the image in the middle, you can see sizable areas where the website missed. And also as of recently there as been practically invisible dots it leaves where the background once was that stroke filter picks up some how. You’ll need to hit each frame with the magic wand tool or similar to remove these dots if you plan on adding strokes

3. Now add all your frames into your program and stick them in a folder. Then, reposition the frames on top of the image mask you are using (in ibis, make sure all frames are visible and select the folder before repositioning the frames, in other programs, you should just be able to select multiple layers and move them that way). Once you’ve repositioned them, duplicate the folder then select clipping on the bottom folder like shown in the right image (I know I forgot to duplicate the folder then 💀)

4. Now here’s where the tedious stuff comes in. Make sure you number your frames, because it’ll help you out a lot. In the top folder, erase the bottom part of your gif that you want to be in the frame (I’ll call this the clipping layer) but keep the top where you want to be coming out of the frame intact (this’ll be the overlapping layer). Repeat this process for all of the frames

Note: Try to use a simple shaped frame for these kinds of icons. However, if you choose to use something with a more complex shape, be weary of where you erase! You will need to be more precise with shapes like these depending on where you want things to go

And if you haven’t edited the frame itself, you should do so now

5.5. After that, you can leave things off there and skip this step if that’s what you’re going for! However, if you want to add things like strokes, it’ll get a lil more complicated

Firstly, I duplicate my clipping layer and then select stroke (both). You can also use stoke (outer) or whatever your program has, but this is my personal preference. I then duplicate that layer and keep applying stroke till I get what I want (if you use stroke (outer) duplicating your layer isn’t necessary). I think merge my stroke layers together, but I keep it separate from my main frame

That way I can duplicate my stroke layer and add it to my overlapping layer. Then I erase the unnecessary parts shown on the left. You may need to clean up the stroke on certain frames or reapply it depending on the position of things and what you’ve erased and what not. It takes a lot of trial and error. You can also apply the stroke before you make your overlapping layers, however when I was making this graphic I fucked it up in the process of making this tut and had to remake it so that’s what I did the second time around 💀 if you were wondering why I didn’t just do that in the first place, now you know

6. Now it’s time to export your layers as a psd and import it into procreate/photopea! You’ll now have to merge your clipping layer into your image mask then merge your overlapping layer on top of it to create one layer. Repeat this for all the frames and you’ll be finished!

Tada! Now you can add filters and whatever else if so desired. And that’s my process for making these kinds of graphics! There’s definitely an easier way of doing this but that’s just what I’ve got figured out for now. Don’t hesitate to ask any questions for the things that make zero sense lol

[dollfacedsl1ut]

Her first concert

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compendium : Karina and her friends decided to go to a local concert before college the guitarist caught her eye but to no avail she couldn’t get her number the next day when she moved into the college dorm a familiar guitar was found outside her neighbors door, when you walked outside she noticed why it looked familiar you were the guitarist she met at the concert maybe this would be her chance to finally talk to you or maybe even more

dynamic : !fan Karina x g!p guitarist reader

warnings : alcoholic drinking, heated make out session, mentions of vomit, tipsy driving

word count : 1.5k

a/n : made 10/11/23 let’s see when this’ll be posted HAHAHAHAHHSH okay enough I hope you guys enjoy if you say anything about the band name you will be found

Band name: Barrack Beetles

There will be made up characters Lalala idc hush there’s

Y/n : Guitarist

Eleanor : Drummer

Chloe : Vocalist/Singer WTV helps you sleep

Luna : Pianist

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“Come on please it’s the last fun thing we can do before college tomorrow” winter one of karinas friends begged, karina still resisted shaking her head “why not it’ll be fun I swear” Giselle pitched in of course gi would know it was one of her favorite bands “fine…but if I don’t like it I’m coming straight back” Karina got off her bed rummaging through her of her many suitcases under her bed she pulled out a pair of black ripped jeans and a beige crop top that hung off her shoulder (spicy era outfit inspo) “simple enough” she groaned standing up before putting on her clothes matching with a pair of black dr martens.

“Are you finally ready we’re gonna be late” Karinas youngest friend ningning whined “yeah yeah hold on” spraying a bit of perfume on her neck and wrists Karina walked out her room making sure to grab an emergency whistle, her phone, and pepper spray for protection of course..

The car ride to the concert was filled with cheers and excitement Karina never seen her friends this happy to see a rock band before maybe she underestimated their excitement. The venue was crowded with loud music being heard from the outside “I’m totally gonna make luna sign my boobs” Giselle giggled “as if…” ningning glared at the older friend who just kept a smirk on her face Karina heard the girls talk about which member they were gonna make do what whether it’s sign their neck, face, tongue, back maybe if the band members liked them enough maybe their boobs like Giselle suggested, winter parked the car a few feet away from the entrance at this point the line was wrapped around the building.

“see I knew I should’ve stayed at the dorm” Karina groaned hitting her head against the window looking at the line “unless..I preordered virtual tickets so we can get her early access in” Giselle snickered pulling out her phone showing the tickets “seems legit….already let’s go” winter was the first one out the car whilst Karina was last the smell of cheap perfume from the girls in the line filled their nostrils, once they reached the beginning of the line Giselle showed the bouncer the tickets as he let them in through the red rope a bunch of “Day 1 fans” protesting and yelling profanities.

Walking in the club a rush of sweet booze filled their nostrils the sound of music rang in their ears as they shuffled their way to the front of the stage seeing a host pick up the mic he was a tall guys with long curly hair he had a few visible tats and a deep voice that made any girl go weak “Our next performers are a very popular band we Have Barrack Beetles(omg I hate this name)” the crowd cheered as a group of 4 women stood tall on stage with their punk clothing, mix dyed hair and tattoos and piercings the usual rebellious look

Karina gawked at one member the guitarist, the lights changed into a purple tint as the music started the song started with you aka the guitarist. Karina watched in awe as you balanced the pick in your hand strumming the guitar she was starting to regret not seeing you much sooner, she looked at her friends seeing them scream and giggle whilst dancing aggressively to the song.

After your band finished with a few songs on your latest album the 4 of you gathered together holding any handheld instruments in hand before introducing yourself to your fans, waving and winking to anyone who caught your eye even the blonde headed girl wearing the beige crop top she seemed like a new listener you couldn’t deny she was very beautiful, better than any other fans you had quick make out sessions with, After the time was up you walked backstage “I seen the way you looked at her dude” Chloe the vocalist said nudging you “she’s probably crazy like other fans…but she does have a pretty doll like face I dig that” you loosened the guitar strap tossing it over your shoulder before tightening it back around you “you say this about every fan that makes your dick hard y/n” Chloe glanced at you “maybe you’re right but still she’s pretty” after your band finished packing the equipment your manager piled it inside the car “you guys have 30 minutes until curfew have fun” your manager said getting into the drivers seat…

You guys scurried off into the club immediately going to the vip section, you turned down the bottle service only taking shot by shot you didn’t wanna be too hungover to go to school tomorrow but you didn’t wanna be too sober so that you didn’t get laid, After your 4th shot your body felt tingly but you still could function the blonde haired girl you seen earlier was in the booth across from you guys she noticed you and gave you a small smile, waving your hand you ushered her to come over with shaky legs the girl sat next to you..

“Hi I’m karina what’s your name.?” Her voice was quiet but you were close enough to hear her speak “hey I’m y/n” you looked her up and down taking in her pretty features “I can tell you’ve never been to one of our concerts before did you enjoy it” Karina nodded as her pale face heated up “you were really pretty on stage y/n” her confession made you chuckle slightly “thanks you’re pretty too I noticed you mumbling along to our lyrics but I didn’t mind” she looked at you with wide eyes as she laughed leaning her head against your shoulder her heart was beating fast..or was that yours it didn’t matter but you could tell she was nervous.

You cupped her face placing a gentle kiss on her pointy nose “you’re so fucking pretty doll face wanna’ kiss you all over” she smiled at the compliment before leaning forward and planting a kiss on your lips, you cupped the back of her head deepening the kiss her soft whimpers were muffled as she clawed at your shirt, you pulled her by her hips on your lap she moaned feeling your dick harden under her, before the kiss could get anymore intimate your band mate Luna yelled your name before telling you time was up, you groaned loudly placing Karina back on the sofa “sorry doll face maybe another Time yeah” you sat up trying to hide your bulge before walking with Luna back to the car.

Karina sat on the sofa horny and upset before she could even get her mind focused Giselle pulled her up “we gotta go winter threw up on a random girl while dancing…seems like she won’t be able to make it to school tomorrow” Giselle started to realize karinas disheveled state “you got laid??” A smile formed on her lips “almost..” Karina began to start to walk out the club with Giselle beside her “really?? Before me but with who??” Her questions started to give Karina a migraine but she still answered “the guitarist uhh y/n” Giselles eyes widen as she stopped in the middle of the parking lot “you’re serious?? What that’s wow-“ she couldn’t form sentences but she was happy for Karina if it was true “yeah we were making out then a girl came in and said her time was up and her manager was waiting” Karina sighed opening the door of the passenger seat and then flopping in the car, she glanced back seeing a sleeping winter and ningning on her phone “I’ve never seen her this wasted” Ning said still looking at her phone “well she’ll obvious gonna miss school tomorrow so I’ll just try to get her classes and cover them that’s if we have the same ones” the 3 nodded as Giselle drove back to their dorm apartment..

Parking the car near the elevator Giselle carried winter on her back as ning pressed the button for the top floor, the walk down the hall seemed long to their tipsy bodies as they walked to their room their neighbors door was wide open the trio gave each other looks before walking into their apartment before showering and heading to bed…

THE NEXT DAY

Karina sat up in bed stretching her limbs before putting on her slippers she walked to the bathroom brushing her teeth then doing her morning skincare she picked up her phone cheeks the time “7:57” her screams seemed like they could be heard blocks away “fuck I’m gonna be late” she quickly pulled out a simple outfit she knew the bell rung at 8:10 and after that you’d have to get a slip to access the building she checked the other rooms seeing Giselle and ningning gone but winter was still asleep she groaned grabbing her backpack and her dorm keycard before rushing out the door, as she locked it from the outside she noticed a familiar looking guitar on the ground and her neighbors door still open she heard their footsteps walking closer to the door but who see seen walk out was beyond her belief but before she could speak up you did “hey doll face long time no see how you been” the way you spoke made it seem like you were childhood friends, s’not like you and her weren’t practically gonna have sex in a public club but Karina didn’t get upset she just waved….

Prologue

[princeblue]

Would Sanemi be as hostile towards Genya if he was a girl? Would he hate seeing Tanjirou near her?

Ooohh bit of a complex question for me to answer so this’ll require a bit of a ramble, but essentially yes and no. I don’t particularly imagine Sanemi being less cruel towards a female genya than he would be towards canon Genya. But I don’t see him being more cruel to her either for being a woman, I just think he’d play into whatever he has into his hands. And unfortunately being a woman/girl means you have a lot more for the world to use against you. Especially in taisho era Japan.

For example, slut shaming her, calling her a whore, etc etc. are all very plausible things that Sanemi would do to a female genya in the post canon sense, because if he’s not above blinding her to drive away then why would he be above slut shaming her to drive her away, especially if it’s something the men in their childhood/kyogo used to do to torture her and Sanemi always protected her from it. So if Sanemi is the one now telling her these horrible things, then she must surely recognize her big brother hates her/does not want her in his life <— his thought process.

There’s also the fact that in taisho era japan, women could only get married if a father, or male figure in the family, so sanemi in this case. If he allowed it, so he could also hold that over her head and personally pick who he would want her to marry and so and so on. Another example would be Sanemi telling Genya he’ll forgive her after the eye debacle thing as long as she quits the core and “and then I’ll personally pick out a suitor for you to marry.” Since his whole thing is wanting genya to be married off and to grow old and all that shit. (But not really when his baby starts growing up)

Which would probably be disstressing to her for a number of reasons, no.1 she’d want to marry who she wants to marry, no.2, she doesn’t want to be married so soon she wants to reconcile with her big brother and grow up with him and then be a woman and then start picking out suitors.

Again, to me this isn’t really sanemi being more cruel towards a different version of genya but I’m sure that’s how people will take it anyways. To me this is just sanemi utilizing whats at his disposal. If all of this applied to canon genya off the bat then he would immediately use it too.

But anyway as for seeing her around Tanjirou/any males for that matter? Yeah, I think he’d hate it. Saying that dynamics don’t shift upon your gender is stupid, your agab plays a tremendous role in how you grow up and how you’re perceived and how your relationships grow with the people around you.

He would hate to see her around Tanjirou because he’s a demon slayer, because he has actual literal personal connections to Muzan which is the strongest demon in the world. And yes, because he’s a boy. He’d see a boy around his sister and think all of these things about how he’s dangerous (I even have a fanfic on this where he confronts Tanjirou for courting canon genya on my ao3 btw it’s called only the wind can whisper his name) and blah blah but most importantly his mind would zero in on a boy is around my baby sister and all those fun big brother instincts would come swindling in because he got so focused on slaying demons for her and viewing her as just a little baby, he forgot that other men/boys would view her as something much more grown and fun.

But that wouldn’t be an immediate realization or thought for sanemi with canon genya, it would take observing to realize Tanjirou likes genya before he goes a boy likes my baby brother and then all those types of big brother instincts come in.

And similarly enough, he would worry more about the type of men she would take interest in, would she marry someone like kyogo? Would they hurt her? Use her for nothing more than a breeding cattle like Shizu was treated? Or would she marry a demon slayer and always be second priority and be widowed so very young. Or would she marry someone too weak and have to take all the brunt of the burdens, or would she strike gold and be married to someone who Actually likes her.

I don’t see sanemi trusting her to pick someone good and kind like he would trust canon genya to pick someone good and kind.

But I think sanemi would hate seeing Tanjirou near canon genya anyway for all those reasons listed above, I do change a few things here and there for when I write male genya & sanemi and when I write female genya & sanemi because once again, dynamics, behavior, and how you’re perceived all change based upon your agab. But that’s the fun in genderbending to me tbh, what would change about this character if they were the opposite gender, but how would they still be completely themselves. It’s like a game and challenge for me. And genya just so happens to be mine (and Sanemi’s) pretty princess.

[strawbeerossi]

A Secret Girlfriend. (Spencer’s Version)

Idk this was a cute thing I thought of while listening to Enchanted while getting ready for bed.

My writing is so rusty but I hope y’all enjoy it. Maybe this’ll inspire me to write more, we shall see.

Word count: 1.1K

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“Spencer. You need to listen to the whole discography to appreciate her in all her glory.” Y/N said, looking to her boyfriend as he was raising an eyebrow and looking over all the Taylor Swift songs in a playlist that his loving girlfriend put together. “Do I? I don’t want to make it seem like I don’t respect her talent because I do, it just doesn’t seem like my thing. Scratch that, it isn’t my thing.” The male crinkled his nose, a smile on his face. It wasn’t like he wouldn’t listen, mainly because he was always happy to do whatever made Y/N happy.

“Try before you deny, Reid.” Y/N huffed while letting her arms cross over her chest, a smile still gracing her features, knowing it wouldn’t take much convincing at all. “I really think you’ll like her music. It’s comforting in a way, plus she is truly one of the most sweetest people ever. She’s got a beautiful voice too.”

The thing was, Y/N was right. Spencer did like her music because of the comfort associated with it. However, the comfort wasn’t because of the melodies, the beautifully crafted bridges, or even the impeccable vocals. It was because this music reminded him of his girlfriend. The way that she’d be screaming ‘Enchanted’ while taking a shower or how she’d make him dance with her to ‘Lover’ in their shared kitchen.

That comfort was something Spencer took with him everywhere, even to the point where he’d have one earbud in while listening to one of the random albums he’d decided on. Which of course, Y/N made sure to make him have all of the ‘Taylor’s Version’ of the albums that were out already, the woman playfully threatening to beat him with her shoe if she seen anything different.

It was currently a Friday at the office, a quiet day where they were mostly getting caught up with desk work and written evaluations. Spencer had his earbud in, the album of choice today being ‘Speak Now’, mainly in anticipation for the long awaited ‘Taylor’s Version’ that Y/N was over the moon about, it being her favorite album out of all the others. He wasn’t even paying attention, being so used to being at home and having some awful duets with Taylor, unable to stop his mouth from singing along to ‘Mine’. The song had caught a few glances, however Penelope was the one who actually coined on what he was singing.

The rest of the day, there was a little bit of light gossip between the rest of the team, mostly because none of that were really expecting Spencer to be singing any of the songs that blondie had. Which there was already a theory; Spencer had a girlfriend who they hadn’t met yet. Penelope was fully convinced of it. Someone was introducing this music to Spencer because he wouldn’t just willingly listen to something he wouldn’t normally indulge in.

Little did they know, that theory would be proved right a couple weeks later.

The highly anticipated Eras tour was something that everyone had to fight in the trenches for, Y/N being one of the people who spent her whole day in a waiting room, getting the best tickets she could get her hands on. There was a reason why she needed Spencer to listen to this music in the first place, the two going together after Y/N surprised him with the tickets, her excitement being too high for Spencer to even think of denying going.

He’d ended up telling Emily that he was going to see his mom, giving him that night without interruption or fear of having to make his girlfriend leave early because he had a case. Now, these rumours reached the unit chief, the woman not saying anything about her suspicions as she allowed Spencer the time off. Although she had a good idea that he’d be spending that time with his little secret girlfriend that he thought he could hide.

What Spencer didn’t anticipate though, was who had the seats right beside himself and Y/N. They’d made it fairly early, mainly because Y/N had floor seats so the two had to get there without the crowding when it came to getting to their seats. Which they’d made it to their spots without a hitch, something she needed to brag about because Spencer had said some sort of statistic of how there was a chance they wouldn’t have had to fight through crowds to sit down anyway.

“Was I right or was I right?” Y/N asked, a cocky smile on her face while she was sitting down with her boyfriend, her hand reaching over to hold his as she was bouncing with excitement. “I’m so glad you came with me tonight. I mean it. I was so worried I’d have to come alone or sell the other ticket. You’re the best.” She sighed in content while leaning over to kiss her boyfriend’s cheek.

Spencer was opening his mouth to speak before he was frozen in place after hearing two very familiar voices. “Oh come on, Garcia. I agreed to come with you tonight and you’re gonna bully me the whole night?” Luke asked, a laugh leaving his lips as he was trailing after Penelope, the blonde scoffing. “Of course I am. You know that I have been looking forward to this for weeks and with JJ being busy and Spencer being god knows where, you were my very last choice.” She spoke while trying to humble the male, although Luke was rolling his eyes with a smile gracing his features soon after.

Don’t look over. Don’t look over. Don’t—

“I love your dress!” Y/N gushed, leaning over to look over at Penelope, unknowingly calling attention to Spencer even though he was mentally begging for Penelope to not pay much attention to him. It wasn’t that he wanted to hide his girlfriend, far from it.. He just knew how the team was when it came to significant others and their coworker’s relationships. They were too nosy, as good as they meant by it.

“Thank you! Oh my god, your bottoms!” Penelope grinned while looking over at Y/N, although through her peripherals, she seen a very familiar face. Instead of calling attention to him just yet, she was instead keeping light conversation with the woman who was on the other side of her coworker.

It was later in the concert though, Y/N being fully captivated by the show in front of her as she was happily screaming along with lyrics and dancing, one hand in Spencer’s while she was keeping her gaze on the stage. That was when Penelope decided to say something, her elbow nudging Spencer’s side to get his attention before she was smiling from ear to ear up at him. “I knew it. You didn’t just randomly start listening to her!” She yelled over the music, making Spencer blush while laughing. “You picked a good one!” Penelope called soon after, to which Spencer was looking over at his girlfriend who was having the time of her life.

Yeah, yeah he did.

[sheriffgrimes-archerdixon]

Harmful words

Warnings: arguments, shouting, cruel words

Request: hi!! I was wondering whether you could do one when Daryl snaps at the reader whom is like a daughter to him and she sees him as a father figure and they get into an argument that causes issues and he says things he regrets please? Thank you. (A/n this’ll be written during the prison era)

Someone better take my phone away from me the amount of sad twd drafts I’ve got saved is becoming concerning 😭🤣

“I’m sorry okay,”

Your words were weak and tired as Daryl stood in front of you, crossbow hung just over his shoulder “sorry isn’t going to cut it y/n. You could’ve been killed-“ “well I wasn’t.” Your words were harsh as you glared into his eyes “please stop treating me like a goddamn kid! I’m sick of it… you hear me? Sick of it! All of it!”

He looked at you a hurt expression lingering in his eyes “what the fuck y/n?”

“Stop treating me like your god damn daughter! I’m not your kid! I’m just someone you rely on since you can’t do shit yourself!” You yelled, you didn’t mean it. They were just words. Angry words that you couldn’t even comprehend as you failed to notice the growing anger and sadness forming on his face “you’re right.” He spoke disgust visible on his face as he began shaking his head “you aren’t my daughter,” he continued shaking his head “and I sure as hell ain’t your dad.”

His words caused your breath to hitch as you stared off into space your eyes full of sadness before you looked down, Daryl didn’t mean to be so harsh- regret immediately forming on his face. You didn’t think he would go that far, you were just angry and it upset you that he would even say something like that. You had gone on a run, a risky run at that but it wasn’t your fault you wanted to get things for the group but you knew Daryl was protective over you so it was most definitely a stupid decision. You knew it would cause an argument but didn’t the groups lives matter more than yours?

“I- I didn’t mean to say that y/n…” he spoke and your eyes flicked to him a saddened expression on your face “I’m not Merle, I’m more than capable of saving myself and not getting killed. Okay? Get off my back for once yeah? I just want to support the group! Don’t you get that? It isn’t just us anymore!” You raised your voice as Daryl’s breathing became heavier his eyes narrowing as a slight worry and sadness consumed his face but he didn’t say anything he just stayed quiet “we’ve got to support Rick! Beth! Carl! And Judith, she cannot live without baby formula! What do you expect me to do? Just sit around here on my ass all day when I can go and get supplies for everyone!” Your voice was raw with emotion anger in your eyes. You knew Daryl meant no harm, he was only protective over you but sometimes it felt overbearing- overwhelming- as if you were walking on eggshells whenever you went out. It was as if he didn’t believe you could protect yourself.

“I know damn well we need to go get supplies but that don’t mean you should go out there risking your life! We go in groups! Not as individuals!” He shouted, raising his voice his hands moving about a lot as he talked a lot of his emotions through his hands. “And I know you ain’t Merle but that isn’t the point! You’re the last part of me that I’ve got! I cant lose you as well if I lose you then what the hell is the point of living anymore, huh?” His words cut into your heart harshly and you closed your mouth, falling silent as you shook your head “haven’t got an answer because you know damn well if you weren’t here I’d be dead!” And that’s when you snapped walking up to him getting in his face “don’t patronise me. Don’t you dare. Don’t put your life in my hands…. Just don’t.”

Daryl wanted to say so much more his eyes full of pain but before he even could Glenn quickly moved in between the both of you “c’mon just stop this. There’s kids here. Stop shouting…” he said desperate as he held his hands out to you and Daryl as if trying to keep you both away from each other. “What’s happened?” Glenn spoke trying to sort everything out and you looked at Daryl who was now pacing back and forth “y/n goin’ on that supply run alone… could’ve gotten killed. Stupid decision.” He spat out and Glenn listened as you scoffed rolling your eyes. You loved Daryl a lot, he protected you when you couldn’t protect yourself but you didn’t want him not believing in the fact you could protect yourself.

Glenn went to say something but a different voice spoke up “I have to agree with Daryl on this one.” You looked at Rick as you frowned but he held his hand up to you telling you silently to remain quiet instead of inputting your opinion “if Carl had gone out there-“ “Carl is a kid. I am an adult.” You cut Rick off, an unimpressed look forming on the older man’s face “if Carl had gone out there I would’ve had the same reaction as Daryl. What you did was charitable, good work- yes, but risky as hell… what happened if you got bit, hm?” You remained silent as you stared down at the ground. Hearing it from another person made you realise that maybe you were being slightly too harsh. You sighed quietly as you ran a hand over your face,

“We don’t need another fight breaking out so please solve this quickly.” Rick spoke calmly but it was as if he was ordering the both of you to make up and as he and glenn left the room Daryl continued pacing back and forth whilst you stayed still. “I’m sorr-“ he started but you cut him off “no. I’m sorry. I should’ve been more careful. I was being an ass” you said softly as the archer smiled slightly at you his eyes growing softer as he walked closer to you wrapping an arm around you as he pulled you into his side as you hugged him tightly “forgive and forget?” He asked and you nodded your head “forgive and forget.”

~~~

You sat on the table in the prison eating some chocolate pudding from a small can, everyone else was eating some food and Daryl was holding Judith in his arms holding a bottle of milk to her lips as she drank, everyone else ate as much as they wanted to your attention soon turning towards Beth as she nudged you nodding towards Carl.

You looked towards the kid noticing how he was eyeing up the can of pudding in your hand, he had fruit but didn’t seem to be too interested in it. “Eat up,” Rick spoke quietly to Carl but you quickly stepped in “trade?” You questioned sliding the can of pudding over to the boy who’s face and demeanour immediately lit up as he began eating the pudding, you reached over getting the fruit as you began eating the canned fruit Rick nodding slightly at you in a silent way to say thank you and all you did was smile. They were family. You’d do anything for them.

As night drew closer, the sun going back into hiding you made your way to your cell climbing up onto your top bunk as you exhaled. You shared a room with Daryl- he slept on the bottom bunk and you slept on the top. As you laid down you felt a sudden vibration against the bottom of the bunk making you jump in fright a chuckle falling from Daryl’s lips as he stared up at the mattress “sorry,” he said and you let out a little laugh “it’s fine… you know you preach on about people not sneaking up on you yet you sneak up on us all the time.” You laughed out and a small smile remained on his lips “oh shut up,” he spoke playfully and you rolled onto your side as he continued talking to you, the sound of him talking easing you into a tired mindset as you began relaxing “you warm enough?” He suddenly asked and you hummed in affirmation “enough pillows? You can have mine if you want.” He offered. He did this every night and you always said no. “I’m fine, really.” You spoke and he sighed gently “alright..” he laid back down onto the hard bunk resting his arms under his head “sleep well…” he knew once you hadn’t responded that you were flat out and he smiled slightly,

“I love you sunshine.”

[the-prosecutor-siblings]

🎵-“You really think this is a good idea?”-

”Felix you have a lot of questionable ideas but this? This is just bad-“

“C’mon miles! It’ll be fun! Looooooads of people have questions for us!”

“This is a foolishly foolish idea.. but- I do suppose we can take a few questions”

three prosecutor siblings! On the one blog! This’ll sure be a handful-

-(🎵 this blog is based on an au I have with @m3l0dy0 (she will be making a blog for nick, trucy and her oc!) the basics about this au (my side of the blogs) miles has a biological little sister (Felix), wrightworth and franmaya are cannon and it’s also heavily headcannoned! Those head cannons are Miles egdeworth is a Trans FtM male (he-him) , franziska is a cis bi female (she/her) and Felix is a cisgender lesbian female (she/her) . Other things are , miles and phoenix are married and along with trucy , Apollo and all the other many “adopted” children they also have another kid that they named Gregory in honour of Miles’ dad, Gregory is currently 8 years old. If you have any other questions about the au just ask mod! (Me) 🎵)-

Felix Wiki! ooc: hi hi! I’m @squ3akerp33ker I own @askspiritsnsuch , @ask-the-antags@askkabru@ask-the-greatest-thief @ask-squeak-and-the-ocs @ask-the-spirits-gal @ask-the-mafia-boy @ask-saiki-k This blog goes by a few small rules, no nsfw and keep it kind! Evil characters are allowed but nothing downright mean!

(Other ace attorney blogs I run!)

@ask-the-spirits-gal

@ask-the-greatest-thief

@ask-the-lesbian-judge

@ask-the-prettiest-princess

@hystericaly-laughing-at-you

@a-super-great-wife

-(MORE ABOUT THE AU)-

soooo this is gonna be like super super messy ahh😨😨😨 anyway so in this au miles has another (biological) sister named Felix (she’s the same age as Franziska) soooo this starts pre-dl6 sorta when miles met phoenix and larry. (Dead-Name miles) was always sorta a more formal Tom boy I’m yk what I mean? Short hair and little blazers ;) gregory had no issue with it and sorta just assumed he had a Tom boy daughter until she started calling herself whos now himself, miles (supportive dad gregory🫡🫡🫡) anyway fast forward to dl6 on the day of dl6 miles was like really scared obviously and Felix being really young couldn’t really do anything to console him being young herself and also very scared (this comes back into her character lore later 😈) but yeah anyway Felix and miles are taken in by Manfred. Around when Felix is 15 she stops giving two shits too Manfred finally coming to her scenes and sorta realising he was a jerk- and for a good few years she tries to get miles to join her in cutting him off but miles is still sorta attaching to him (trauma bonding~👌). The whole bratworth era is the same as cannon except Felix’s there too ig? Oh and also bratworth and feenie are sorta having an on and off😭 (fast forward to aa1) after the main events of the game miles and phoenix have a one nighter before miles ghosts him and most other people besides Felix and Katherine (Felixs girlfriend and my friends oc also this is where it gets a little ⭐️freaky⭐️) the whole time where miles is gone is much longer in this au since that one nighter resulted in gregory jr 🫡- so yeah for the year miles was gone he was in England either extremely depressed and sick or taking care of a baby , for half of the year miles was in England Felix was still back home along with Franziska going up against phoenix (and definitely taking out a bit of anger on the sonic hair lookin ah man 🙂‍↕️ since like because she couldn’t be there for miles during dl6 she’s basically made a promise to herself that she would never let that happen again, also she just kinda dislikes wright) . And for the other half she was in England along with Kathy trying to be #supportivesibling to miles. Felix had planned to go back from England when the whole maya kidnapping trial started but she got attacked outside of the courthouse after only one day of the trial. (Another fast forward to beenix era). Miles had been keeping Gregory jr a secret for a while now successfully though he did almost tell on himself a few times. After phoenix got back into being an attorney miles was pretty torn on if he should tell him or not but after a long ass bit of persuasion from Felix , verity and Kathy he finally told phoenix about gregory. At first phoenix didn’t really take the news well but after a while he opened up to the idea and him and miles started talking again eventually they started setting each other and after a few years they got married since I’m a sucker for happy endings and middle aged man yaoi🫡🫡🫡- but yeah my little brain is running dry for ideas

[snekinnatenk]

Trying to get back on top of Cascatober, this’ll go a ways into November cuz fuck it

Debate over the true cause of the Second Act of the Canny Era's end has recently largely ceased. The youngest Second Act ruins discovered, dating to some 22 and a half millennia old, contain a plethora of artifacts such as these; curious armaments of heretofore unknown purpose, massed in dusty piles of what surely were once great warriors. Indeed, one of the oldest dreg lords ever recorded was slain with one in hand.

From the moment of their discovery, it was clear that hastlight weapons are, to some extent, alive; straightening when held, but otherwise bending like vines- searching for the pale light of a night sky. The blades possess strength and sharpness defying their appearance- though under the glow of Osselhast, Durahast, or Anahast, may catch and become sheathed in a strange, gleaming celestial substance. The congealed hastlight is exceptionally massy, yet weightless to the bearer, and unnaturally sharp. Virtually nothing is known of how this is achieved, and in all likelihood is forever lost to time. Those who wield them are unwilling to divulge the finer details of their activation. Nonetheless, the hastlight’s true purpose is clear. As a coalescence of the Strange Cosmic Medium, it is an ontologically blasphemous stuff, a natural enemy of all things connected to divinity. Thus, fully roused hastlight is the world’s greatest bane of demon and divine servant, making little distinction between their flesh and empty air.

These and the charnel ruins at Harhellian’s Putrefaction (see p. 62) clearly support the Critical Animus hypothesis. This posits that in the twilight years of the Second Act, the beckoning of multiple Imagos of Hate sparked a mounting cascade of worldwide misery. In the midst of being broken upon a wheel fueled by the pain it inflicted, the wise and the mighty devised many answers, hastlight weapons among them. Judging by their modern performance, they were devastatingly effective.

But insufficient.

-From Forerunner Echo, by Corrul Okstrot

[havendance]

Family Matters

CFAA

AN: Written for the CFAA Bi-Weekly challenge, take a little og suicide squad era Amanda and Barbara

“I don’t need your help, Mama,” Sereetha said on the drive, sounding all stubborn and resolute like Amanda hadn’t walked in on her baby girl crying her eyes just a bit ago.

“Like hell you don’t,” Amanda said, not taking her eyes off the road. It wouldn’t do to get in a wreck now just because she was pissed to no end.

“I can take care of it on my own! I’ve been doing just fine.”

“You should’ve gotten me involved when you first started divorcing that jerk of a husband of yours.”

“You were in prison! For murder!”

“Manslaughter,” Amanda corrected.

Sereetha huffed.

“And it wouldn’t have stopped me anyway.”

“I had it handled,” Sereetha said petulantly.

“And now I have it handled.”

It wasn’t that Amanda wanted her children to come running to her whenever they had a problem. They were adults. She’d put in the work to make sure they could handle themselves, but if Sereetha’d had a better lawyer to start, some properly placed help… Well, then maybe Amanda wouldn’t have walked out of jail to her daughter moving in just for a little bit, Mama. Until the paperwork’s sorted out/i> and she wouldn’t have come home to his wonderful surprise.

They were at the IMS building. Sereetha sat in sullen silence as Amanda showed her pass at the gate and pulled in.

She hesitated as they got out of the car.

“Come on,” Amanda said and they walked through the front door. She’d called ahead. Amy Beddoes was waiting for them in the lobby.

“Mrs. Waller,” she said in greeting.

“Ms. Beddoes, this is my daughter Sereetha. Sereetha, this is Ms. Beddoes. She’s going to help solve your little problem.”

Sereetha didn’t say anything, just bit her lip and nodded.

“I’m set up down the hall,” Amy said.

Amanda nodded. “Lead the way.”

She led them to a small meeting room, and over to where she had her laptop set up at the table. Amanda closed the door behind them and took a seat next to her daughter.

“So,” Amy said, “what's the problem?”

Sereetha was staring down at the table, hands twisting in her lap. She didn’t say anything.

“Sereetha,” Amanda said.

“I was handling it just fine,” she said. I don’t need you bringing all these people!” And then she started crying again.

Amy looked away as Amanda put an arm around her daughter. “Ms. Beddoes is perfectly trustworthy. She can take care of it.”

Sereetha kept crying. Amy passed over a box of tissues.

“My husband,” Sereetha managed to get a few minutes later, “we’re divorcing and he— he— oh—” The tears were threatening to come back.

“What my daughter’s saying,” Amanda said, “is that her bastard of an ex leaked certain… sensitive pictures of her online.”

“If I ever see him again, I’ll— I’ll—” Sereetha blew her nose.

“I see,” Amy said, “and you want my help making those pictures disappear, I take it?”

“You can do it?”

“Easily.”

She got to work. The room was quiet except for Sereetha’s occasional sniffles.

After a little bit, Amy said: “Found them. Is this all of them?” The question was gentle.

Amanda looked away when she turned the laptop toward them. She’d gotten a brief glance of them earlier and didn’t need to see anymore. Her daughter was already embarrassed enough as it was.

“Yes,” Sereetha said softly.

“This’ll just take me a bit,” Amy said.

“Okay.” Then, after a second. “Where’s the restroom?”

“I’ll show you,” Amanda said.

They walked through the hallways in silence. Amanda stood off to the side while Sereetha freshened herself up.

“That man!” she said after turning off the water. “Those pictures were supposed to be private! And he just goes showing them to the world like that meant nothing. It’s just so, so— oh, mama! I never should have married him.”

Amanda did not say, I told you so. “I can make him pay for it. I warned him, if he didn’t treat you right…”

Sereetha smiled. “I love you, mama.”

“I love you too, baby.” And she would be seeing what she could do about that no good man of hers.

They went back to the conference room. Time ticked by slowly. Sereetha tapped her foot and fidgeted with the bracelet on her wrist. Amy occasionally made an exclamation or swore softly under her breath. Amanda just waited.

It felt longer than it had actually been when Amy leaned back and said. “It’s done.”

“Really?” Sereetha asked.

“They’re gone from the web at least. I can’t guarantee that there aren’t copies lying around on a hard drive somewhere, but if they pop up anywhere, I’ll know.”

“Thank you,” Sereetha said, relief evident in her voice.

“If you run into any other problems, you can call me,” Amy said, handing over a card.

She took it. “Thank you so much.”

Amy smiled. “It was nothing.”

“I owe you,” Amanda said to Amy privately as they were walking out.

“Not for this you don’t.” Her tone was one that would broach no argument in most people.

Amanda was not most people. “Don’t be foolish. What you did—”

“Was what any decent person would have done.”

Amanda snorted.

“Let me decide when to hold on to debts, Mrs. Waller.”

“Fine.” She would be remembering this, though. She looked out the front doors to where Sereetha was waiting near the car. “Thank you,” she said.

Amy waved dismissively. “Don't worry about it.”

[ang3lfory0u]

~ What’d I ever do to you? ~ (Daryl Dixon x fem!reader)

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I’m on a roll now 🌝

Slight rivals to lovers kinda thing cause we luv that

Set in s2 cause I miss that era 🌟

Idk how treating wounds works so bare w-not proof read either so sorry luvs

Daryl Dixon x fem!reader

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She didn’t quite know what she did to make the brunette so putt off from her. She wasn’t necessarily a ray of sunshine or anything but she sure wasn’t rude. Y/n treated Daryl just like any other member of their group and everyone else seemed delighted by her presence. She was dry but kind and made an effort to help out anyway she could, housework or defence, she’d do it and she’d do it well.

So why on earth was her charm not working on Daryl ? Well, Y/n had noticed by now, he wasn’t like anyone else. He wasn’t easy, he was stubborn and moody but he was caring despite his attempts to hide it. I mean he was risking everything to search for a little girl he barely knew every single day. Mostly by himself also. Y/n figured, she could assist him in his search, not only because she was desperate for Sophia’s return, but also for an opportunity to figure this Daryl out and maybe push him to quitting his cold behaviour towards her.

“No.” The man’s tone was harsh and he didn’t even spare the girl a glance, continuing down the path to the forest. “You’re not coming with me”.

Y/n scoffed with an amused smirk, this’ll be fun, “and why is that?”

Daryl paused, turning to face the girl, almost crashing into her as he did so. Y/n was forced to look into the man’s eyes due the grip Daryl had on her wrists, “because you’ll slow me down.”

Y/n’s eyes narrowed, “oh is that right?”

“Yeah.” The man dropped her arms, proceeding on his previous route, his saunter remaining the same speed as before.

Y/n rolled her eyes, catching up to him and walking by his side, slightly nudging him. “Probably will if you get a head start.”

“Listen sunshine-not only would you be fuckin useless on this trip cause you can’t do shit but im taking one of old’Hershel’s horses and it won’t hold both of us, so beat it if ya know what’s good for ya.”Daryl moved his gaze to Y/n, his sour expression meeting her relaxed one.

“I’m sure we could make room.” She teased, not giving up.

Heat rose to the man’s face, coming out as snappy words“listen, I don’t know what you’re tryin to do-but it’s not fucking funny and it stops now, understood?”

A chuckle escaped her lips, pleased at the rise she got out of him. This provoked the man further. He stopped in his tracks, bringing his face strangely close to Y/n’s, his voice low as he asked her slowly “is that understood?”

Y/n’s lips parted, reluctant to answer. Laughing eternally at this stupid situation she was in. She mockingly responded,“Yes sir.”

“Good.”

His footsteps grew further and further away, going in the vague direction of the stables. Y/n didn’t follow him this time. Deciding she would search on her own and possibly meet him in the middle. She stumbled her way into the forest, shaking her head in amusement.

Daryl was also shaking his head, but he was not amused in the slightest. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips pursed in annoyance, the twinge of heat rising in his cheeks making his walking speed up, desperate to rid himself of the feeling.

Birds singing was a rarity in the forest nowadays, but due to the warm and sunny nature of the day, a few occasional tweets could be heard. And combined with the refreshing sound of what was likely to be a river, it seemed liked heaven there. Y/n grinned as the sound of running water finally brought her to the source, greeting her with the gorgeous sight of a waterfall. She picked up her pace approaching it, her smile faltering as she noticed something disrupting the view. At first glance it appeared to be a walker, Y/n’s breath slightly hitched at that, subconsciously reaching for her gun strapped at her hip. As she came closer, however, her eyes widened in surprise. It wasn’t a walker, it was Daryl. Daryl fucking Dixon with what appeared to be an arrow through his side.

Panic seeped through Y/n’s mind and she picked up her pace, without thinking, she stepped into the water and wading her way through the shallow water. It soaked her trousers through but that was the least of her concerns.

She knelt down besides the man, immediately reaching to check his pulse. She took note that his eyes were closed but he was breathing.

“Shit” she muttered, this must of caught Daryl’s attention somehow because he let out a pained groan. “Okay buddy I got you.”

Struggling, she managed to prop Daryl up and swing his arm over her shoulder, grimacing as she did so, he was a heavy man. With all the gentleness she could, she tugged him to his feet, beginning to hobble to the bank.

It took a few moments and wasn’t easy but Y/n managed to slump Daryl onto the grass. This caused him to let out another, louder, groan.

“I know I know, I’m gonna try help you alright ?”

“Hm” Gosh, he was so exhausted he couldn’t even argue. Poor bloke.

“Right im gonna have to remove the arrow-you okay with that big guy?”

Said guy let out an incoherent mumble, “well I have to anyway so you don’t get much of a choice. Do you need a stick or something to bite down on?”

“I’m not a pussy.” These were the first words Y/n could actually make out, and they made her sigh out a chuckle.

“Okay whatever you say.”

Being as careful as she could, so not to agitate the wound too much, she snapped the arrow in half, sliding it slowly out of Daryl’s side. A slight grunt could be heard but he seemed mostly unaffected.

“Well done-you’re doing so well”.

The man scoffed, “don’t need your praise lady.”

“Trust me love, it’s more for me than you.”

Without another word, the girl ripped a large section of her shirt off, exposing more of her stomach. That was the least of her concerns as she gestured Daryl to lift his hips. He did as asked and Y/n wrapped the scrap fabric around his stomach, blotting the wound.

Realising this wouldn’t be very affective, Y/n ripped yet another section of her shirt, stuffing it under the band and on top of the wound, pressing down gently. This did get a reaction out of the man, he let out a string of pained groans.

“Alright alright, im sorry im trying my best.”

“S’not you sweetheart, just hurts.”

The nickname would’ve usually thrown Y/n off, but she was too focused on the task at hand. Luckily, the bleeding did seem to slow down and lessen.

“Okay I think I’ve done a decent enough job-we can probably get you back to camp.”

“Thanks darlin, help me up would ya?”

“Sure thing”

The girl gripped Daryl’s arm and dragged him to his feet.

“Hey-hey! Gentle-gentle !”

“Sorry! Sorry!” Y/n yet again, propped the man up against her, leading him in the direction of camp. It was slow but it worked.

They eventually emerged form the forest, the limping definitely giving those back at camp the wrong idea because not only did a small group of them come sprinting through the grass, but a bullet was also fired and skidded Daryl’s face, barely missing skull.

“Jesus Christ!” Y/n called out, stumbling back with the man. She struggled to regain the pairs balance but she darted her head to Daryl’s. “God are you okay? Can you hear me?”

The answer was clear as the man completely went limp. Y/n’s eyes widened, her breathing speeding up. “Rick! Rick for fucks sake! Get Hershel down here right now!”

Thank heavens Rick was already speeding down the hill, making it only a matter of time until he approached the two.

“Holy shit-what happened?”

“He-he got an arrow wound and then-I don’t know he’s just been shot I think-I think it missed his skull though-just help him please!”

It had been around half an hour, half an hour of Y/n pacing outside the room that Daryl was being treated in. She couldn’t really think of anything else, I mean he was barely shot in the head and was bleeding out-his chance of not making it were high. For some reason, she couldn’t bare that thought. Walking around camp and not seeing him? That freaked her out. Wether people (Shane) wanted to admit it or not, that man did a lot for these people, specifically Carol. This all happened because he was looking for her missing kid, in fact he was one of the only people who still believed they had a chance of finding her. He had a kind heart. Somewhere under his rough exterior, it was there and it was strong.

She’d miss him she supposed, their little quarrels that kept her entertained. His somewhat soothing voice and weirdly comforting blue eyes. Y/n would admit more times than once she found herself admiring him. And she’s miss that.

She was snapped out of her thoughts by the door opening, reveal Hershel holding his trusty medical bag. Y/n gave him a look of anticipation and he responded with a weary smile.

“You may see him.” With that he made his way down the hall with no other words.

Y/n held her breath slightly, entering the room, closing the door behind her and looking down at the man curled up on the mattress.

“Hey-”

“Don’t even try.”

She blinked in confusion, slightly taken aback. “Try what?”

She heard Daryl sigh, “I don’t need you to Mock me, tell me that this is why I shoulda brought you. I get it but I’m glad I didn’t bring you.”

Y/n thought for a moment before replying with a sigh, “after all of that-you’re still glad you didn’t bring me? What-did you wanna die in the woods? Sorry, didn’t mean to get in the way of your suicide mission.”

“You know that’s not what I mean.”

The girl began to become agitated now, backing away from the bed slightly,“No no I don’t know what you mean! What is your issue with me?!”

There was a pause before the man turned over to face her, “issue? What’s my issue-with you?”

“Yeah” Y/n said, an expecting look on her features, “not meaning to sound arrogant or anything, but everyone else here seems to like me a hell of a lot-everyone but you, why? Last time I checked I haven’t treated you any different. So what is it huh? Whyd you hate me?”

“I don’t hate you.” The man surprisingly remained calm, his tone low as before.

Y/n furrowed her eyebrows at that response. “You sure? Cause that’s not what I’m getting.”

Daryl sighed, “alright doll-usin that logic lemme ask you somethin, if ya thought I hated ya why d’ya keep tryin to talk to me huh ?”

Y/n’s confidence faltered, mainly because she herself did not know the answer to that question. Why did she bother?

“Well-I wanted to at-least try and get through to you, I mean we’re kinda trapped together right?”

“Ya don’t like Shane-ya just avoid him, so why is it any different to me?”

“You’re missing the point Daryl-why didn’t you want me coming with you to look for Sophia? Cause I know damn well it’s not cause I’d slow you down.”

Daryl’s eyes left hers, not knowing what to say. He knew exactly why but he couldn’t bare her figuring it out.

“You really have nothing to say?” she waiting a few seconds but to no avail. Rolling her eyes she turned towards the door, “unbelievable-unbelievable”

“Cause I was worried about ya.”

Y/n paused, gulping slightly still facing the door, “you were worried about me? Why ? Think I can’t handle myself or something?”

“You know the reason.”

That made Y/n turn to meet his eyes, “do I?”

Daryl had a deep frown on his face, “because I don’t want to loose you.”

Y/n’s heart swelled in the best way possible, a smirk making its way onto her face, “hm? Why’s that?” She kneeled onto the bed next to the man’s figure. His eyes slightly widened, his normally arrogant character vanishing when he met her y/e/c eyes. They never failed to make him melt like butter.

He cleared his throat before finally replying, “wouldn’t get to see your face anymore would I?”

The girl grinned, “and that would bother you yeah?”

The man just nodded, not quite understanding where this was going. Y/n did though as she lent forward, cupping the man’s jaw.

“I wouldn’t worry about that.”

She connected their lips, smile growing as she felt Daryl sigh into the kiss. His hand reached up to hold her chin, his thumb moving in slow swiping motions.

After a few moments, Y/n pulled away, not missing the way the man chased her lips. She didn’t say anything, only scanning the man’s face, a dazed but happy look on her face.

“Who knew you could have such feelings”

Daryl let out a light scoff, “s’not difficult when it comes with you.”

Y/n gaped at the man, not quite believing her ears, Daryl could express his feelings? “oh yeah?”

“Yeah-you’re a pretty girl.”

The girl made a mocking face, “and that’s all I am?”

She was surprised when the injured man propped himself up, attaching his lips to hers and caressing her exposed skin.

He muttered against her lips, “ya know damn well you’re more than that.”

[wintry--mix]

In celebration of the 4th (I think) anniversary of the creation of my oldest oc (that I still use) Kitsune (she/her), I thought it’d be fun to do a bit of a lore-dumping post about her :> Her saga dates back to before I had much social media (including Tumblr), and a lot’s happened to both myself and her in those 4 years, so if you want to hear (or rather, read): brace yourself, this’ll be a long one lmao

So, first of all, a bit of a quick profile for her:

(^ft. the ref I made not too long ago actually for artfight)

Kitsune isn’t an actual kitsune like from Japanese mythology, but rather a weird ink-themed shapeshifting fox monster (bear with me). Being one of these, she’s immortal (or at least immune to death of old age - heck if she knows whether or not she’s fully immortal, she hasn’t had an experience that would’ve absolutely killed her yet), proving this by being 18 (or otherwise a weirdly short older teen) physically but actually 604 years old in-universe (her birthday being today - October 20th!). I rarely ever use her shapeshifting ability outside of giving her a “true” and human form, but she does also have the power to create portals to teleport herself to anywhere she wishes - including other dimensions and universes. As such, I like to imagine her as being a bit of an interdimensional traveler across the many OC universes I’ve made. (Also, fun fact: my voice headcanon for her is basically Spinel from Steven Universe but with a heavy New Yorker accent)

Now, she’s come a long way, considering her origins as a dragon from a mobile game I used to play called Dragonvale, and her modern human design originating from my Gacha Life/Club era (specifically me making a gijinka of the specific dragon she’s based off of). Years have since passed, and while I made (and ultimately scrapped) many personal projects, and many characters for said personal projects, she never did get recycled for those like many other old ocs, only to die with the project. I liked the idea of her existing outside of those universes, doing her own thing with her teleportation powers and occasionally visiting the new worlds I’ve made. I still do, so she still fills this role, but the specific backstory behind it has changed quite a lot.

Most of her old backstories I’ve either forgotten most of or I cringe too hard at to want to share (even to laugh at with others), but the basic gist of her most notable one was something along the lines of her traveling away from her original home universe to go see the world beyond it, leaving it behind to wither away into nothing - and even if/when she did try to return to check on it, there’d be nothing left, and whatever eerie magic system caused that world to turn into a void would nearly trap her there to potentially die as well. I ultimately scrapped this since some parts of it were a little edgier than I would’ve wanted (and calling this premise “edgy” sounds like an exaggeration, but I assure you that some of the old animatics I made about it would prove my point if I were willing to share them), but she does have a newer one that I do like (at least, as of now, lol):

Much like the significantly more well-known Bill Cipher, Kitsune is the last survivor of a world that was destroyed - although in her case, the cause was that its creator simply got bored and ashamed of it and wanted to move on to other creations (with her surviving due to her unique abilities letting her leave before she could’ve died with the rest of it). She has since used her portal powers to do some dimension-hopping across other, newer worlds, meeting and befriending (though, more often than not, bullying) their own residents. Kitsune enjoys her new life, but she can’t help but feel a little bit of resentment towards the creator who destroyed her old home and turned her old friends into their spiritual successors in the new worlds, without any memory of their previous lives…

ANYWAY that sure was a lot of paragraphs worth of rambling, but I hope those who bothered to take interest enjoyed :) Kitsune will (hopefully) stick around for many more years to come, and explore many of the new stories I make - although one in the very early making may give her an actual part to play beyond just a cameo…

[dartmoorsfinest]

[MASTERPOST] JOSH WIDDICOMBE: “NOT MY CUP OF TEA” (2025/2026 TOUR)

A masterpost of information related to Josh's upcoming 2025/2026 UK tour. Including pre-sale/general sale info, and venue information.

**THIS POST IS CURRENTLY WIP!!!!**

WAKE UP, LOSERS! Josh has announced his next tour for 2025/2026!

“Not My Cup of Tea” will be touring around the UK, starting this time next year! (September 2025-May 2026) His first tour since 2019!

BLURB: "Josh Widdicombe is back on tour, not again! By now he has almost certainly mastered the art of stand-up, either that or he has wasted the last 15 years of his life. Come along and decide for yourself. Expect it to be shorter and with lower production values than Taylor Swift’s Eras Tour, but funnier and with more references to tea."

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Also, I’m sure this’ll be the FIRST LEG (ha!) of the tour, so hold onto your hats, he’ll likely come to a venue near you! Guessing due to Josh's popularity, thanks to Parenting Hell, demand for him will have gone up a bit since 2019. Good luck!

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TICKET INFO/DATES, PRESS ETC, BELOW THE CUT.

TICKET ACCESS INFO:

PRICES: £31-£37 (according to the Liverpool Philharmonic, may vary depending on venue)

PRE-SALE INFO:

Pre-sale will be on Thursday 19th September (11am), while general sale will be the following day.

Sign-up to Josh's mailing list BEFORE 9am on 19th September for pre-sale access.

As ever, don’t stick with the big name ticket websites - try to stick to the venues themselves, as that's where most the allocation of tickets will be! (tour dates and more info below the cut)

I'm sure I don't need to say it, and it's probably unlikely, but obviously... DON'T BUY FROM RESALE WEBSITES (Oasis say hi!). Do you want Hillsy calling you a dick??

Ticketmaster UK

ATG Tickets (tend to have their own members pre-sale too)

AXS

KEY:

[TM] = Ticketmaster

Any direct venue links will have the date/venue name displayed as a link and highlighted in BOLD. Will be updated as soon as we know them!

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2025 DATES:

SEPTEMBER Sunday 14 September: Canterbury, The Marlowe Wednesday 17 September: Bedford, Corn Exchange [TM] Thursday 18 September: King's Lynn, Corn Exchange [TM] Saturday 20 September: Fareham, Fareham Live [TM] Thursday 25 September: Swindon, Wyvern [TM] Friday 26 September: Eastbourne, Congress [TM] Sunday 28 September: Bournemouth, Pavilion [TM] Tuesday 30 September: Malvern, Festival Theatre OCTOBER Thursday 2 October: Hull, City Hall [TM] Saturday 4 October: Doncaster, CAST Sunday 5 October: Dartford, Orchard Theatre Wednesday 8 October: Guildford, G Live [TM] Thursday 9 October: High Wycombe, Swan Theatre [TM] Saturday 11 October: Cambridge, Corn Exchange [TM] Tuesday 14 October: Reading, Hexagon Thursday 16 October: Hastings, White Rock Theatre [TM] Saturday 18 October: Coventry, Warwick Arts Centre Thursday 23 October: Croydon, Fairfield Halls Saturday 25 October: Portsmouth, Kings Theatre [TM] NOVEMBER Saturday 1 November: Halifax, Victoria Theatre Sunday 2 November: Wolverhampton, Grand Monday 3 November: Llandudno, Venue Cymru [TM] Tuesday 4 November: Chester, Storyhouse [TM] Saturday 8 November: Exeter, The Great Hall [TM] Sunday 9 November: Truro, Hall For Cornwall [TM] Monday 10 November: Torquay, Princess Theatre [TM] Tuesday 11 November: Yeovil, Westlands [TM] Saturday 15 November: Buxton, Opera House Sunday 16 November: Scunthorpe, Bath's Hall [TM] Monday 17 November: Newcastle Upon Tyne, Tyne Theatre Tuesday 18 November: Stockton, The Globe [TM] Saturday 22 November: Stockport, Plaza Sunday 23 November: Blackpool, Grand Tuesday 25 November: Northampton, Derngate [TM] Sunday 30 November: Liverpool, Philharmonic [TM]

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2026 DATES:

FEBRUARY Saturday 28 February: York, Barbican [TM] MARCH Saturday 7 March: Douglas, Gaiety Theatre Thursday 12 March: Woking, New Victoria Theatre [TM] Saturday 14 March: Aylesbury, Waterside Theatre Thursday 19 March: Bromley, Churchill Theatre [TM] Saturday 21 March: Nottingham, Royal Concert Hall [TM] Thursday 26 March: Southend, Cliffs Pavilion [TM] APRIL Saturday 11 April: Ipswich, Regent Theatre Friday 17 April: Grimsby, Auditorium [TM] Saturday 18 April: Stoke-On-Trent, The Regent Theatre Sunday 19 April: Salford, Lowry Lyric Theatre [TM] Friday 24 April: Brighton, Dome [TM] Saturday 25 April: Oxford, New Theatre MAY Friday 1 May: Aberdeen, Music Hall Saturday 2 May: Edinburgh, Playhouse Sunday 3 May: Glasgow, King's Theatre Monday 4 May: Inverness, Eden Court [TM] Tuesday 5 May: Birmingham, Hippodrome Wednesday 6 May: Milton Keynes, Theatre Saturday 9 May: Swansea, Arena Sunday 10 May: Cardiff, New Theatre [TM] Monday 11 May: Cheltenham, Town Hall Saturday 16 May: London, Hackney Empire

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PRESS:

British Comedy Guide

Beyond the Joke

Chortle

Eastern Daily Press (Norfolk)

Ipswich Star

Oxfordshire Guardian

[sirianasims]

Chapter 9

The End of an Era

Welcome back to the Duchelli household, where we are hurtling towards the final stretches of our first generation.

I’m not sure what is going on here, but I think Johnny is showing off some yoga moves. On the sidewalk. To a stray cat.

His daughter Jodi is pretending she doesn’t know him in the background.

To increase the household income enough to send Cora off to university, everyone is working hard. On top of her criminal activities, Alex has taking up writing a few books and painting.

Cora is still single and has no real friends, so for Love Day, she gives a rose to her beloved sister.

Brielle and Shawn used Love Day to finally make it official. No one was surprised, as they have been together for a while.

Another visitor dropping by is one of Brie’s best friends, Ariana Broke. She’s one of Angela and Dustin Broke’s twin daughters.

This is Adriana, the other twin. Both twins are very close with Brie.

Cora has neither the time nor inclination for making friends. It’s all about homework.

After fulfilling his aspiration to be the greatest bodybuilder ever, Don is back to being a serial romantic. He still has strong opinions on cheating, and most of the women closer to his age are married, so the dating pool is honestly a little sparse. Therefore, he invites out the somewhat younger Evie Delgato.

Evie tells Don all about her college, and mentions how she isn’t planning on settling down in a serious relationship until she gets her career started, so she’s open to just having some fun.

And so, after “having some fun” in a back room of the bar…

… Don kisses Evie goodbye before she heads back to her dorm.

Cora has gotten a job as a barista, which means she has to get up insanely early. So she’s always tired and in a bad mood. Late night studying does not work well with 5 AM workdays.

After work and a nap, she barely has time to fall asleep in her breakfast before going to school.

Her barista job, however, has given her a newfound appreciation for coffee, and she manages to talk her parents into letting her buy a fancy coffee maker at home.

Much better! Hopefully this’ll get her up in the morning.

While out on the town one day, Don hears someone cry in the ladies room. Out comes Morgan Fyres-Munch. Don asks her what is wrong, and she tells him that her and Wolfgang’s marriage has been rocky for a while, due to the stress of them living with her aging parents, and he finally had enough and left her.

Always the gentleman, Don cheers Morgan up and invites her to join him for coffee.

They hit it off immediately, and Don does his best to make Morgan feel better about herself.

It doesn’t take long before Morgan starts flirting back.

And to no one’s surprise, they end up in a back room.

Cora is really doing nothing but studying. She’s trying to get accepted into the distinguished degree in Physics at Foxbury University, and that takes hard work.

One evening, the girls are given school projects as usual, and Brie brings, besides one of the Broke twins, this guy.

His name is Aidan, and it turns out he’s a bit of a nerdy loner. Maybe Brie brought him because he reminds her of Cora. They immediately bond over robots.

“Alex, babe, will you still love me when I’m old and wrinkly?”

“Of course, honey.”

And so, Don is the first member of the family to hit old age.

Cora, would it kill you to leave the voidcritters alone and attend your father’s birthday? Sheesh. Even Christie from his fitness club is more excited than you.

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[gasha40k]

The last post was supposed to be a lot longer, but it got cut off because Tumblr is made of rocks. I’ve got a bit more to share, starting with a little bit of progress on World Eaters.

Finally got my hands on this guy again. I only need two more models to finish my World Eaters character collection: Azrakh the Annihilator and Angron. I also saved the Juggernaut body from my first Invocatus so soon I’ll have a Lord on Juggernaut as well

The fluff behind Lord Invocatus is so excessively metal that I can’t help but love it. The mental image of Avocado here galloping across the sky on a bridge of smoke and flame is one of the most raw things I think I am capable of imaging. That being said, the model is, like, very disappointingly not on fire, even if it’s still a banger model. I felt that this was a horribly missed opportunity, so I went about and built a reposed Invocatus with an added 3D fire effect from Deadly Print Studios to represent the bridge of flames. I’m really happy with this! Not only does the repose make him look larger and more ferocious, but the fire makes him look like the centerpiece that he should be, and the visual of him and his Juggernaut leaping over a plume of flame is sure to strike fear into the hearts of whoever I field him against. Or he’ll be the biggest target on the board because of his posing, and he’ll get shot and killed immediately. We’ll find out!

In the time since my last post, I’ve also come into possession of a few new neat 3D printed models for some little projects of mine, courtesy of an Ork-playing friend. This guy here is Tyrant Siege Terminator from the Iron Warriors Legion, the Chaos Legion that my Thunderbearers claim their heritage from (not that they’d know this, though).

Making that objective marker from a few posts ago was really fun, so I made some more ideas for custom ones to use with my factions. While I don’t exactly have a plan of action regarding this guy here, I do know that I’m going to turn him into some kind of relic recovery marker. A supremely apocryphal Chapter artifact of the highest sanctity, for the eyes of the most elite Thunderbearers only. An echo from a forgotten past, a powerless demigod from a lost era, frozen in time and waiting for 10,000 years. This’ll eventually be painted in Thunderbearers regalia and draped with either creeping vines and wild overgrowth, or dust, cobwebs, and rubble. Despite its heraldry, however, this ancient armor is still noticeably a Terminator pattern utilized almost exclusively by the Iron Warriors Traitor Legion. This implies that whichever venerable forebear originally adorned this armor would’ve either been a Battle-Brother of the Chapter’s earliest shrouded histories, or a later Astartes of such grand renown that he inherited what would’ve undoubtedly been one of the Chapter’s most valuable artifacts. Regardless, it’s a neat looking piece and not something that people will glean from first glance. It’s like a little Chapter Easter egg basically for me only, and that’s cool cuz it’s my army. <3

This beefy boy will be the subject of another objective marker. After a page describing each of the Chaos Gods, 9th Edition’s Codex: Chaos Daemons includes a two-page spread detailing anecdotes about various Daemon Worlds and how exactly they’d fallen to the Gods. The above excerpt from the Khornate incursion on a Daemon World named Tartora struck me as particularly visually poignant, so this boisterous Ork is gonna get turned into a statue of brass and bone. I’ll decorate his base with various skulls and lots and lots of blood. Maybe fire, too. I think a sort of glowing red vein effect on the base might be pretty cool. I’ll use him primarily with my World Eaters. Combined with a classic skull tower that I’m gonna make at some point, that means I’ll have two objective markers for both of my armies.

Moving on, I’ve been painting my dudes in what I believe to be their final color scheme for a good long while now. I’ve even started putting transfers on some of them as of a couple loads ago. That being said, I noticed that my most up-to-date heraldry sheet was kind of total garbage, and it didn’t represent the current look of the army whatsoever. This new heraldry sheet will be my (almost) final one; the colors are all correct, the helmets are all correct, and the Chapter icon has been edited and finalized. I may change the symbol signifying Chapter Honor Guard to be a set of tilted black stripes, sorts like hazard stripes but with the yellow replaced by Wraithbone. This could be another subtle nod to the Iron Warriors heritage as black stripes are a very common pattern, which means it could rationally be either an ambiguous heraldry of visually pleasing design, or iconography from culture that’s evolved slowly over the course of 10,000 years.

On the gameplay front, I recently played my first and likely final game of Strike Force in 9th with my brother. To send out 9th and usher in 10th, the Thunderbearers and Cobalt Lancers got together again for a good old fashioned “full-scale combat simulation.” They definitely used tracer rounds or something.

Most of my games are pretty standard but this one was great fun. We had very similar army compositions, with differences only in some key areas, like armor and HQ choice. The plan for us both was to forward deploy Infiltrator squads to hunker down on objectives, since we both took our Chapter-specific action secondaries. The mission we rolled, however, had better plans, and disabled setup rules in No Man’s Land, effectively making the Phobos forward deploy completely useless. It was a really even game, likely my favorite I’ve played so far, and I realize now after playing it that 2000pts is definitely the way that 40k is meant to be played. There were a lot of cool moments, too, and I think that was mostly facilitated by the higher point limit.

A Redemptor, an Aggressor Squad, an Eversor Assassin, and a Primaris Techmarine walk into a bar.

One of those cool moments was a chain of events that I’ll remember for a good long while. After my Predator las-sniped an enemy Redemptor, my own Redemptor stomped up to join two Space Marine columns locked in combat. After some intense combat, the Dreadnought was felled, surprisingly setting of an explosion, dealing mortals to literally everyone in the circle. The Techmarine takes the opportunity to kill the Eversor after this, who then explodes, killing the Techmarine. Earlier in the game, an Impulsor had exploded, and if I recall correctly, Big Harold exploded, bringing the game’s total explosion count to around 4 or 5. Fun!

My brother beat me on objectives, 26-40. He played his primaries far better than I did, and I was far too focused on killing his scary shit to properly run my secondaries. While I took out his Repulsor—the centerpiece of any good Cobalt Lancers army—during the game’s first BR, which significantly lessened his firepower and freed me up to move, aggressive pushes with his Impulsor and excellent positioning of his squads kept me at bay and I lost the inevitable Astartes vs. Astartes battle of attrition.

I hope that I can play some more 2000pts games here soon. I got my hands on a copy of the new Core Rulebook, so I’ll be hopefully be dipping my toes into the future of the 42nd millennium here soon. I’ve got some friends who wanna get back into the game with 10th, so I’ll be getting a couple Combat Patrol games in as well. Maybe Calthradia will follow into 10th, but the Crusade has been on hold for months now and I’m undergoing some significant life changes at the moment, so I doubt I’ll be making much consistent progress for a while.

[arkus-rhapsode]

Rambling about my anxieties about a potential FE4 Remake

So recently an interview with the developers of FE Engage had come out and it shed some interesting facts about the development like how it was meant for the 30th anniversary, it was being made at the same time as 3H and that the game was delayed for greater polish.

Now that might not seem at all extraordinary after all, if you were like me, the OG leaker for Engage basically said that all. But here’s the thing, not only is this behind the scenes look legitimizing more of the leaker’s insights, but that means there is an even higher potential of their claim that an FE4 remake is more believable. 

Now its no secret that FE Genealogy of the Holy War is one of the most anticipated Fire Emblems to receive a remake treatment like Echoes and why wouldn’t it be? After all, its still the most popular FE in Japan and is considered to be Kaga’s magnum opus and the best of the Famicom era FE. It was also never brought over to the West legally so this’ll be FE fans chances to see it in its full glory. Hell, Im excited as all hell to see FE4 remade on modern consoles, but then I sorta stopped and began to think about it for a bit. Namely, could an FE4 remake ever live up to the hype?

Now look, any old FE getting remade should happen. Especially those never officially translated. It gives others in the fandom the chance to experience the game with modern convince and not be scared off by emulation. But just for a moment I thought what a remade FE4 would even look like. 

Now Im sure anyone who played Echoes knows it is possibly one of the best produced FE’s ever. Its in game art was amazing, the sprites actually resembled people more than Awakening or Fates, fully voice acted, it was amazing. It was amazing by the standards of a 3DS. Its no secret FE has gone through a transitional period from the 3DS to the Switch. The flat 2D sprites are now 3D models and convos that took place on map painting backgrounds with character art laid onto of it, is now 3D models speaking in an open space. I think what every FE fan genuinely wants is for Fire Emblem to look the best it can on the console its on. Now Engage clearly has shown FE can look better than it ever has on switch, but it still leaves a lot to be desired. This is a console that’s 1st and 2nd parties can achieve visuals like breath of the wild, Kirby Lost World, and Xenoblade. So I don’t think its impossible to make pretty games on a switch. But FE and Insys really haven’t gone all the way to where is feels quite like its a next gen FE visually. And not to put all the blame on InSys, but I understand that even fans are split. Some will never be happy if we don’t get back to the old pixel art style and found it more visually appealing while others want to put the capabilities of FE on a home console. Any creative director is not gonna manage to appeal to both these sides and that’s honestly going to suck. 

Now, this isn’t just about graphics but lets also talk about mechanics. Its no doubt that FE4 has some legendary map design, as well as the precursor to the support system we have now. But it was a clearly unbalanced FE, cavalry has always been OP but this is the game where literally cavalry is the best. The map design is also pretty different. I know GBA era fans probably are used to the concept of an FE plot unfolding on a battlefield as opposed to more chapter long encounter then story cutscene as more modern FE, but if people forget, the maps in FE4 were huge with multiple narrative events occurring in a single map. So how do translate that? Do you get rid of the huge maps and make FE4 more like modern FE and break into smaller maps with cutscene driven stories? Engage has shown a willingness to use more cinematics than ever before, would that help moments like Sigurd’s father dying or the feeling of Quan arriving only to be ambushed? Personally, I don’t think so as moments like that make FE4 so remembered. The immersive moments of in real time plot elements playing out. Once again we arrive at some where I can’t really see how you’d do this without disappointing one end of the spectrum.

And then we have the support system. I feel pretty confident in saying that an FE4 remake will use the modernized FE support system. But as we’ve seen in Echoes, just because it may use the same system, doesn’t mean it’ll be like Awakening, Fates, or 3H level deep. Echoes support system was incredibly limited despite coming off of the more robust Fates. And As I’m sure you all recall, scaling back social sim elements are never really met with positivity like FE Engage walking back things from 3H. Im sure they’ll still let you pick who you end up with Seliph, after all he isn’t locked into an ending like Sigurd or Alm, but I am unsure if we’ll get the modernized support system we are so accused to getting retrofitted into an older game. 

Oh my god are they even going to do turn wheel?

Okay okay moving away from the gameplay portion, the last thing that worries the fact any remake of FE4 has to live up to a near monolithic reputation. FE4 is an FE that never made it the states and the only way to experience it forever was through emulation and a fan translation. This lack of availability that seemed to only be accessed by die hard FE fans willing to play the Famicom era games while also being told to other western fans that this is Japan’s favorite FE coupled with things that more modern fans would recognize like FE4 serving as the inspiration for a lot of 3H has essentially mythologized FE4 as “The Greatest Fire Emblem Game”. Now this is my personal opinion but FE4 isn’t my favorite FE, nor is it one I consider the best written, but it is certainly an operatic entry that goes beyond what FE had ever done up to the point with moments that deserve to be apart of FE history. And do you see what I’m getting at here? Any remake of FE4 has sky high expectations to clear. It was a meme forever that FF7 Remake was taking forever, but we all know that if it was nothing less than beyond perfect, then FF7R would never live up to the hype. FE4 is very likely going to be in that situation and Im not 100% sure InSys can deliver if that’s the case. 

Now look, maybe this is all just pointless lizard brain fear. I would love nothing more than to see and FE4 that flawlessly captured the spirt of the original while looking great, playing great, and living up to the bar of social simulation. I think that’s all any fan genuinely wants out of any FE game. But it just fills me with dread knowing the near herculean task the FE development team may be tasked with, and that even more fans who have never experienced FE4 are going to now have to see how “The Best FE” holds up to modern standards. 

The potential of this remake ever happening is still not set in hard stone as of the writing. So there really is no point worrying about something before it even has a chance to materialize. But I do believe that any FE4 remake will now be facing a lot of up hill battles and while I’m not using that to protect poor game design (If the game plays or looks like ass I will call it out) I do hope that people think about what an FE4 remake really does mean.