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Got songs for The UnTitledverse, Wings And Horns and A Radioactive Calamity Of Love, Bombs & Gore, with a snippet for a new FC5 The Silver Chronicles WIP as well as a last line for You Make My Heart Go Doki Doki Literature Club!. You can listen to the songs and read the WIPs snippets below:

Legend is important. It's part of history and culture. It should always be preserved in the present to better understand our past to make way to the future. Now many of my series divulge into legends and myths and old stories. Some of them outright make reverence to events long passed (the Extermination Purge Wars, the Big Bangs, the fall of the Houses of the Old Gods and the foundation the Time Bureau Authority, etc). Sometimes all that was in the past emerges into the present (with the likes of the Arachnoids, Exterminators, the Old Kin and more). However, one historical text in my series is the abolishment of the (while benevolent, very flawed) Soulmate System, which my Original Work Wings And Horns is set in. The plot is that more and more mortals are being discovered without soulmarks (which come in the form of marks, initials, countdowns, etc, depending on the person and timeline), so the New Gods send Archangel Metatron and an Angel of Death cadet, Azriel, to investigate the phenomenon to see whether it is natural or manufactured. Metatron wants to preserve and fix the system because he believes mortals require it, meanwhile Azriel just wants the credit so her soul can be reincarnated at an earlier date. The duo behind the soulmark removals is a Sloth Demon by the name of Xiang Ba'al and his adopted daughter, a Sinner's soul by the name of Jezebel. This cat and mouse chase is what ultimately dictates the decision the New Gods are debating; should mortals require on the guidance on something as small as love? Or should mortals find the love of their life on their own, a small step to gifting them a responsibility that had drastically the status quo beforehand thousands of years ago; that being, Free Will?

"Legends never die When the world is calling you Can you hear them screaming out your name? Legends never die."

"They never lose hope when everything's cold And the fighting's near." "It's deep in their bones They'll ride into smoke when the fire is fierce." "Oh, pick yourself up 'cause

Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die!"

"Legend never dies They're written down in eternity But you'll never see the price it costs The scars collecting all of their lives."

"When everything's lost They pick up their hearts and avenge defeat Before it all starts They suffer through harms to touch and dream." "Whoa, pick yourself up 'cause

Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die!"

"Legends never die." "When the world is calling out your name." "Begging you to fight." "Oh, oh, oh, pick yourself up Once more, pick yourself up 'cause

Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die!"

"Legends never die."

Walking Fate is a fic series in The UnTitledverse based in Telltale's The Walking Dead video game. The fic classically follows (most) of the game/s, but does diverge a bit off with pivotal focus on Clementine and an OC of mine whose the runaway son of Darling Enterprises, a multi-business juggernaut, Malcrum Darling, and their relationship. They're definitely not "tragic star-crossed lovers". I'd never do such a thing in The Walking Dead universe. Here's a song about Malcrum's feelings towards Clementine that's definitely in no shape or form supposed to be interpreted as inno- I mean twisted. Enjoy!

"Hey, he-ey-ey, he-he-hey

Your lipstick stains On the front lobe of my left side brains I knew I wouldn't forget you And so I went and let you blow my mind

Your sweet moonbeam The smell of you in every single dream I dream I knew when we collided You're the one I have decided who's one of my kind

Hey, soul sister Ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo The way you move ain't fair you know Hey, soul sister I don't wanna miss a single thing you do, tonight

Hey, he-ey-ey, he-he-hey

Just in time I'm so glad you have a one track mind like me You gave my life direction A game show love connection we can't deny

I'm so obsessed My heart is bound to beat right out my untrimmed chest I believe in you Like a virgin, you're Madonna And I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind.

Hey, soul sister Ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo The way you move ain't fair you know Hey, soul sister I don't wanna miss a single thing you do, tonight."

Throughout A Radioactive Calamity Of Love, Bombs & Gore, one universal rule is applied; it doesn't matter you are. From a vault dweller who drew the short straw to a psychotic resident of Vault 76 whose a bit too obsessed with wanting to kill her neighbors. A talking Deathclaw to a Ghoul addicted to chems. A brother who wants to uphold the morals his mother taught him in the Wasteland to his amoral sister who kicks old people people and harasses the less fortunate because she's from a wealthy crime family. Because in the end... they have to stand up to Arcane Urias. (Those poor fuckers are gonna die LOL!!!). Because I guess it's the right to do (in the context of self-preservation against the threat of annihilation).

"Up in the morning, up in the evening Pickin' down clocks when the birds get back to eat Oh, to eat

Up on the mountain, down in the king's lair Pushing these boxes in the heat of the afternoon Oh, afternoon

We were never welcome here We were never welcome here at all No

It's who we are, doesn't matter if we've gone too far Doesn't matter if it's all okay Doesn't matter if it's not our day

Oh, won't you save us, what we are Don't look clear, it's all uphill from here Oh-oh

Up in the attic, down in the cellar Lost in a static, coming back for more Oh, for more

Out with the reason, in with the season Taking down names in my book of jealousy Jealousy

We were never welcome here We were never welcome here at all No!"

An long FC5 WIP for The Silver Chronicles, a new one at that, one I'm naming after the lyrics of David Kushner's "Daylight"; because David Kushner and his songs fit The Silver Chronicles on a scary level. Anyway, the WIP is called Oh, I Love It And I Hate It At The Same Time. You And I Drink The Poison From The Same Vine. Hiding All Our Sins From The Daylight... also known as "the fic where Silva and Paul survive the Tumultite Massacre together and their father/daughter relationship worsens into co-dependence in Montana". Where's Elsa and Persephone at? Well, they'll arrive in the later half of the fic... along with Kamski. Despite the fact their relationship not being "gonna kill you for hurting me even though you were good once", this is far from a good and healthy outcome for both Silva and Paul. In spite of this, they make a dangerous duo (as expected of the two), something the Seeds kind of suspect when they meet them. Enjoy being as lost as the Seeds are in this scene snippet below when Paul interrupts them meeting the Muse herself at a social gathering Pre-Reaping. [Would like to add that the WIP is fairly new, and I'm still working on this scene, and may make a few changes in the near future when I have the time. Expect some mistakes]:

When the question left Joseph's mouth, he felt a pain clutch his shoulder.

With a surprised hitch of his breath, he glanced down to gloved fingers that dug into his shoulder blade with an astonishing unnatural amount of strength.

"Her padre, of course," the soft gleeful voice of the hand's owner answered from beside him, the tone sickeningly sweet.

The stranger's head faced Joseph, his eyes closed to Joseph's seeking blue. His lips curved up in a polite and cheerful smile, one that should be dripping with honey.

The man's eyes briefly opened to reveal burning yellow eyes, bordering on an intense gold. Joseph could not shake the feeling that he's seen those eyes before. A vision perhaps?

Joseph felt himself tense as he recognized the way this man looked at him; the way John sometimes gazed upon the Sinners. A predator that has targeted its prey. And it was Joseph who was already in his clutches.

The man blinked, and the inhuman hue was gone. Instead, a pale hazel resided in its stead. He drifted his eyes away from Joseph, locking with the oblivious grey of the deputy that heralded the coming of the Collapse.

An inexplicable dread coiled in his gut when the man's features genuinely lightened at the sight of his family's judge.

"Ah, il mio piccolo Boa!" he greeted with a beaming grin, letting go of Joseph's aching shoulder to push past him, swiftly making his way to Silva to the Seed's collective daze. The man wrapped his arms over Silva's body, embracing the slightly shorter woman. She seemed delighted by his unexpected appearance.

They both pulled away, though gloved hands remained on the other's arms. The man, though a stranger to the crowd around her, seemed to be a familiar face to Silva. Joseph watched the stranger's hand glide caressing fingers across her dark hair affectionately, following the slivers of the dyed silver trails that reached to her braid, "And how are you fairing this fine hour?"

Silva graced the question with a smile; not the formal and polite smile that served to keep a front up to strangers, but one with an undeniable sincerity shining through.

"Hola to you too, Paul," Silva returned with bemusement, "I was just making some new friends. What brings you over?"

From behind Paul, Joseph could see the man's head tilt. Through the abrupt gesture, Silva's features suggested she understood the meaning, "Um, amigos, Paul."

"Ah," Paul seemed to understood, sneaking an obvious glance towards Joseph and his siblings. There was no trace of gold in those hazel eyes, and the intensity lesser than when he locked eyes with Joseph, but the suspicion directed towards them held a sharp edge to it. Paul let another word roll down his tongue, but the tone matched his gaze, "Amici."

In spite of the growing uneasiness, Joseph willed himself to keep a calm front. He was unsure why Paul off-put him. Joseph regarded the man; his stature was slight taller than Silva's, but similar to Joseph's own height. He was older than all of them, including Jacob; perhaps a decade older. His hair was blonde- or rather, dyed blonde, as Joseph noted the light brown at the sides of his head. His complexion wasn't too dissimilar from Silva's own, maybe deeper.

Joseph took note of the few faded scarring scarcely scattered around his face, and like Silva's, time had laid its healing hands on Paul's own wounds.

Joseph paused his observation, about to make introductions with the askant man when John stepped forward first.

"Yes, we were giving our compliments to Silva for the couscous salad you've brought. She was just telling us it was a co-opted effort," John stated with a grin, one Joseph's had become accustomed to over the years. John's move peaked Paul's interest, his suspicion replaced with curiosity. With his audience captured, Joseph watched approvingly as John continued, a hand outstretched, "I don't believe we've met mister...?"

Recognition shined in Paul's eyes, though it was swept away with a grin bigger than John's as his gloved hand grasped John's in a steady shake, "Yellowjack. But please, just call me Paul. I've always felt the term "mister" gives off the impression I'm married, or worse, boring."

Jacob raised a brow, though refrained from commenting as John replied when letting go of Paul's hand, "Noted. So, are you a friend of Silva's or family?"

Paul shared a glance with Silva and replied, "Family. I'm her padre. I've taken care of her for a long time."

Joseph focused on both Silva and Paul; he couldn't find anything indistinguishably shared between both, though he considered that Silva might just take after her mother than Paul. However, he didn't discard the possibility that Paul was Silva's adoptive father rather than her blood relative.

He kept his thoughts to himself though; reasoning that bringing up the question wouldn't be appropriate so early now. Especially if there's a layer of deception underneath Paul's relation with Silva; he didn't want to unintentionally compromise her safety if Paul held more sin than Joseph already suspected he did.

Silva spoke up, grabbing everyone's attention as she pointed out, "You know Paul, you never answered my question."

Paul seemed to stiffen; clearly a dramatic display rather than serious, as Paul finally answered Silva, "Well, you see, I had caught up with good ol' Virgil before he had to run off for his own business and I saw you speaking to these truffatori impopolari, quindi volevo solo controllarti. You know?"

Joseph and Jacob shared a glance; none of them could interpret the words Paul had sputtered out, though Joseph relaxed when Silva gave Paul a soft smile, "I'm grateful for your concern. But I've got this handled. Gracias, though."

Paul relaxed his stiffness, and Silva brought his attention back towards them, "Now how about some introductions?"

"Great idea," Paul agreed, hazel scanning across the four siblings, "How about we go oldest to youngest?"

Jacob's mouth thinned, blue eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Paul with harsh judgement. Joseph watched as his brother scanned the older man's black and yellow attire. It was flaunting a level of wealth, typical of someone who indulged in vanity. However, that didn't sit right with Joseph. He decided to dwell on it later as he watched Paul and Jacob.

Paul glanced to Jacob, and after a pause, he leaned closer, "Let's start with you ragazzone."

Jacob stared down Paul, who was an inch or two shorter than the red-head. He exhaled out an annoyed huff, and gruffly stated, "Name's Jacob."

Paul hummed and straightened up his posture, hazel eyes trailing Jacob's forest green jacket and body. His eyes seemed to linger on the American flag, Jacob's burns and, oddly enough, his biceps more often. Paul clicked his tongued and nodded his head approvingly, "That checks out. But man, sei una delizia per i miei occhi."

Silva had a bemused expression at Paul's words. Jacob, though, raised a brow, "Mind sharing on what's on your mind?"

Paul had snapped out of his trance, and he swiftly blurted out, "Oh, I just said you looked good, is all."

Paul's attention hastily turned to John and Joseph. He looked between the two, but when the older man focused on him, Joseph witnessed his cheer drop abundantly when their eyes met.

The cold dread surfaced once more. The dead-eyed scrutiny the older man reserved for Joseph alone alarmed him. Joseph could not understand Paul's behavior. Neither could he recall any cases where he could have slighted the man, despite this being their first meeting. He'd never seen Paul in any of his visions, only Silva.

Regardless, Joseph chose to retaliate with a gentle greeting, "My name's Joseph. My family and I run the chapel over on the island by the Henbane."

"Oh yeah, I know," Paul calmly told him, all the playfulness gone, "You're the head of the Project at Eden's Gate, correct?"

Joseph curtly nodded in confirmation, and Paul continued, "Yes, I've heard quite a lot about you. Folks around here always have something to say about your little project."

Joseph's lips thinned, disappointment resonating in his chest. So the sinners lies are spreading swiftly. He was displeased by this knowledge, but he resolved to help Paul see the light. If not for his own soul, then the sake of his daughter's.

John stepped in, interrupting the exchange, "All good things, one would hope."

Paul turned attentively to John with an upbeat rejuvenation, disregarding Joseph, "Well, they can't certainly be all bad now, can they?"

Paul's change in demeanor reminded Joseph of John; both hid their emotions behind a carefully crafted mask and would only reveal their true feelings to those they liked or trusted. However, Paul had more self-control over his emotions and mannerisms.

"And I don't believe you shared your name," Paul pointed out to John.

"John. And if I may, we'd encourage you and your daughter to come for at least one sermon," John invited. Joseph smiled at John's attempt to salvage Paul's soul.

The man in question gave a brief glance to Silva, who shrugged, before returning to John and saying, "Preferirei di no."

John waited for Paul to specify but the latter's attention shifted to their final sibling. Joseph caught a flash of an offended scowl on John's face, so Joseph reached a calming hand on his younger brother's shoulder. It worked, the scowl lost in a practiced exhale.

"Oh, look at this, they have a sorella Silva," Paul said with a grin as he stepped closer to the shorter Faith. Silva narrowed her eyes suspiciously at her father.

Admittedly, so had Joseph.

"What's your name?" Paul asked. Faith shifted, hands behind her back as a delighted smile stretched across her lips with an answer, "It's Faith."

"Faith," Paul repeated her name, seeming to break it down before giving a small bow, adding with sincerity, "A powerful name for a powerful woman. It suits you."

Paul's compliment had three separate effects from what Joseph could see; it had flattered Faith, who thanked Paul for his kind words. It had annoyed John, who rolled his eyes at the exchange.

And it had concerned Joseph, at least as the Father; while he had entrusted Faith in a role that required her to attract converts to their flock, he was weary of those with perverse sins that would embolden them to act on certain depravities.

There had been minor incidents that had occurred, at least in earlier years, though Faith had shown a strength and belief that always reaffirmed him in his decision to bring her in. Especially when she purified the souls of those who indulged in such vices, allowing them to serve the Project free of their sinful shackles; as angels.

He monitored Paul, watching as the man gazed into Faith's eyes, and saw once again how he lightened up. Paul noted aloud, "I must say, you have such lovely green eyes. Is that a recessive trait?"

As Faith gave an explanation to Paul, Joseph was more confused. The way he stated the detail was too specific. And he had stated loud enough for only their small group to hear.

He glanced to Silva, and was met with a menagerie of changing expressions; first was confusion, then came analysis, followed by baffled realization, until she finally settled on looking unimpressed.

With her reactions, Joseph was at a loss on how to view this interaction between Paul and Faith. Until Paul pulled out of his conversation with Faith and attentively singled Silva out, "You know Silva, se volevi solo parlare con la ragazza, non dovevi fare di tutto per incontrare prima tutta la sua famiglia, right?"

Silva blinked at Paul, staring agape as she processed the stream of words he told her aloud. A blush darkened her skin, grey eyes wide in astounded and embarrassment.

Ah, I see now, Joseph deduced, glancing from Silva to Paul, He's teasing her.

Evidenced by the cheeky grin that grew across Paul's face as he continued, "Lei è certamente una partita. Se vuoi, posso impartirti un po' di saggezza sul primo appuntamento. Purch�� non riceva un invito a nozze entro la fine dell'anno, eh Silva?"

Silva furrowed her brows at Paul, the blush expanded. She traversed over to grab Paul, telling him, "¡Ey! ¡Ya es suficiente de tu parte!"

Despite an irate Silva telling off a snickering Paul who fruitlessly tried to calm down his daughter, Joseph couldn't help but be endeared by the display in front of him. There was something else too... but he elected to push it away for the time being.

Joseph turned to address his family, and paused as John commented to Faith and Jacob, "Who here suspects this isn't an uncommon occurrence between these two?"

"I don't doubt it," Jacob affirmed, eyeing the duo, specifically Paul, "He's definitely the embarrassing parent."

And here's a few short paragraphed snippets for my DDLC WIP called You Make My Heart Go Doki Doki Literature Club! for the Last Lines tag. Sayori (plus Yuri and Natsuki) enters the club and interrupts... something:

The door class door clicked open, and both students snapped their heads to Sayori entering the class, who freezes once her blue eyes took in the sight of a frazzled and flushed Monika whose uniform was unkempt and fists were gripping the opened blazer flaps of the equally more disheveled and flushed new student Haoyu, both of their faces in close proximity of each other.

"This isn't what it looks like!" a horrified Monika quickly utters out, letting go of Haoyu's blazer and letting the green-dyed brunette troll drop to the floor with an ignored 'oomph!' as she went to address her club's co-president.

Only to stutter when, much to her horrifying embarrassment two more familiar faces entered the room beside Sayori; that of Yuri who didn't immediately comment on the situation and Natsuki who rushed in with a burning question to Monika's poorly timed outburst, "What doesn't look like what? Wait..."

Monika watched as Natsuki regarded her appearance, and then her pink eyes shifted to Haoyu leaning up nearby the coral brunette; who was repeatedly trying to blow hair away from their face, to a miserable degree of failure.

Once pink met emerald green, Monika could feel sweat start to break when she unfortunately witnessed a mischievous and teasing glint shine in her clubmate's eyes. With a teasing grin, Natsuki asked, "So what's going on in here?"

[hate-bracket]

And now the polls are over! The first matchups are finished and we have a new set of matchups:

Round 1

Preston Northwest (Gravity Falls)

Vs

Barem Bridge (Chainsaw Man)

Round 2

Robin (Teen Titans Go)

Vs

Haiji Towa (Ultra Despair Girls)

Round 3

King of Ooo (Adventure Time)

Vs

Fire Lord Ozai (ATLA)

Round 4

Arvo (TWDG)

Vs

The General (Centaurworld)

Round 5

Odalia Blight (The Owl House)

Vs

Sir Reginald Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy)

Round 6

Shou Tucker (FMAB)

Vs

Tek Knight (The Boys)

Round 7

Randy Marsh (South Park)

Vs

Tsurugi Kinjo (SDRA2)

Round 8

Vinsmoke Judge (One Piece)

Vs

Celestial Dragons (One Piece)

Round 9

Kokichi Ouma (Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony)

Vs

Suguru Kamoshida (Persona 5)

Round 10

Mahito (JJK)

Vs

Vander Decken IX (One Piece)

Round 11

Joshu Higashikata (Jojolion)

Vs

Willy Stampler (Dungeons and Daddies)

Round 12

Steve Cobbs (Inanimate Insanity)

Vs

Jimmy (Mouthwashing)

Round 13

Bomb (Inanimate Insanity)

Vs

Masayoshi Shido (Persona 5)

Round 14

Sentinel Prime (Transformers One)

Vs

Absalom (One Piece)

Round 15

Joffrey Baratheon (Game of Thrones)

Vs

Tamaki Damo (Jojolion)

Round 16

Yomi Hellsmile (MDA: RC)

Vs

Cash Buckzo (Helluva Boss)

The polls will be posted soon.

The bracket:

[spacedlexi]

it honestly frustrates me when i see people reduce the ericsons cast down to "just some teens in the woods" acting like theyre no different than any other group of lone teenagers from other existing properties and treating them like an overused trope

it is sooo important to acknowledge the "troubled youth" aspect of the whole equation. theyre not just some random teens in the woods clem stumbles across. these kids were abandoned by their families for their various "difficulties" and fucked up by The System before the outbreak even began. and then once zombies started roaming the streets their familes never came back for them and the adults that were in charge of taking care of them just left them there to rot in that old boarding school (except for ms martin who was like their lee 🥺 the only person who ever saw them as the scared traumatized kids they were and died protecting them)

the whole aspect of them already being fucked up by the adults that controlled their lives is like.....kind of important when discussing the whole "delta is stealing kids to force them to fight in a war they have no real part in and want nothing to do with" aspect of the season. and its important when comparing them to clem and her journey of also suffering at the hands of the adults around her forcing her to become self reliant. AND its important when discussing the "just trying to build a safe home (and future) worth fighting for in this world that wants them dead" aspect of the season as well

these kids were forced to come together to survive. and a Lot of them didnt... theyre the only family they have left and you can tell that even when they argue with each other theyre still a close knit group who looks out for each other. theyre a Real family before clem even gets there (and its why what really happened with the twins and brody and marlon hits them all so especially hard)

all of this is what REALLY makes ericsons such a perfect home for clem. its a Real community of her True peers. theyre not Just teens. they mightve had a layer of safety clem never had by at least having walls to keep them safe. and having the benefit of the school being hard to find. its the only reason theyre still alive when clem shows up. but theyre also some of the only people who can Truly understand where clem and aj are coming from. and its why it hurts so much when they vote to kick them out. but its also partially why she merges back into the fold so easily when she returns. plus the fact that shes Really the only one who has any idea what shes doing. shes their rock and she makes them feel safe because underneath it all theyre still just those scared traumatized kids ("EVERYONE is scared, clem..." vi was Definitely including herself in that 'everyone'), and on some level, so is clem

they saved clementines life. and she saved theirs. "the school was supposed to help them with their trauma, now they help each other" its about the LOVE the COMMUNITY the SUPPORT!!!! and thats the shit that makes good zombie media honestly 👌

[lilothestitch16]

Chiaki Nanami and Kenny confront Aoba and Tao.

[anggltz]

HIIIIII IM BACK WITH A BRACKET FOR THE WOMEN!! me and my friends all picked 8 characters to compete for this tournament. the tournament doesn’t really have a theme it’s just whos best basically. THE FIRST bracket is between Mikan Tsumiki from Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair ANDDDD Clementine from The Walking Dead Game

[dandys-lieswithin]

[New Stage Theatre, Jackson, Mississippi]

“I see what despair truly looks like for the very first time since the spread the bevy of the twisted started roaming the state of Mississippi, crying for their mama, papa, and children and all that; Walking around mindlessly with each person’s mannerisms they used to be alive, albeit to schlepping each characteristic to be fading. Y’know, Fresh wounds come with a great appetite so to speak just as we, the survivors are the prey, while I, I'd see more of my preys either a fellow nor an animal as it is worth the risk to kill than mercy, otherwise it's no worse than constant decay of who I am, It is my WORLD now, and I'll do whatever the hell I want.”

- 💐 (Day 100)

TELLTALE'S/COMIC'S THE WALKING DEAD x DANDY'S WORLD

Hello y'all welcome, This is a RP and an Ask Blog run by @ostrichartist (Minor) on TWD AU since I've been having my silly mind to create this acc and welp, here it is.

Although this is in work of progress for the lore and the timelines that I had to rewriting the storyline including the scrapped features that wasn't in a game as I wanted to put and writing the characters accurately and I'll be updating this most of a time like, an hour, a day, a month, who knows.¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Here are the certain characters introduction in this AU of mine in Season 1 of TWDG!;

(WARNING ⚠️!! MIGHT BE IMPLIED TWDG SPOILERS)

SHRIMPO

- Shrimpo, a nobody who gambled their motorcycle racer for the advertisement throughout his controversial lifestyle of attempting his fame arose across the states whomsoever one of the pain in the ass and the fighter enough for the survivor as the fortifier and the supply runner of the group that lacks of survivalism on a apocalypse within his perpetually angry, disruptive, and an asshole demeanor creating a conflicts whenever he causes the trouble nor issues that'll fraught with danger in their environment, worst than Larry himself that even he can't stand with this bastard's problem that you could've have imagined of being with this guy in a group as a liability, in short, Larry 2.0. (MOTEL SURVIVOR)

POPPY

- Poppy, A Ingenue classmate of Ben/Travis nor the student of David Parker, The embodiment of Beacon of Hope, Her nurturing demeanor became a protector of Clementine's innocence against the harsh realities while Lee is a protector whenever the danger would occur, she was one of the valuable member within her cheerful and support of the group as a medic of the group yet Clem's view her as a older sister she'd never had one in her life as an only child, Only to be one of the selfless members of the group comparing as Carley or Doug. Keeping the Symbolism of Hope philosophy alive as a tribute that'll influences Clementine throughout her journey for the good alongside Lee. (MOTEL SURVIVOR)

(You might wondering "where's _____ and ____???" Don't worry y'all I'll plan ahead to add them in this au and their bio and thinking their fitting debut between Telltale's and Robert Kirkman's TWD in chronological order, They're appearance and their bio might've had a redesign nor an improved artstyle which is my goal without y'all knowing so, more we're coming up! :p)

(Also if y'all got any questions for Shrimpo and Poppy, I'm always open y'all!!! Happy to oblige! Wish y'all having a good day & night! (⁠＾⁠∇⁠＾⁠)⁠ﾉ)

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

soft fluffy vi x reader that turns into gut-wrenching angst and despair at the end <3

Sorry, I don't work with just fluff and angst. You gotta give me at lease something to work with. Plus,I write for two Vi's. Arcane and twdg, please specify

[sir-silly]

what S2 was like after S4

So, in a previous post, I mentioned that watching S2 of TWDG really messed me up after we had gotten all the episodes of S4. And I kind of wanted to get into that a little bit to 1) get it out of me before I play S2 and 2) ask if anyone else had similar feelings.

We all know that S2 was basically just “despair” over and over again. It was a rollercoaster with emotions and events and never letting up. But the thing is, the season never messed me up that bad. I was pretty upset when Luke died and I cried at the end when the choices include shooting Kenny, going to Wellington, or leaving it with him and AJ. But I never got hit so hard with the events in episode 4 specifically.

I think a part of it is because we know AJ now. He’s a person with his own thoughts and actions, not a baby or toddler that doesn’t speak. And that makes it a lot harder to think about Alvin and Rebecca, one of which never got to see their son and the other (determinately) died mere days after his birth. But it wasn’t just that.

The older you get, the more you realize how all of these things have taken their psychological toll on Clementine. Sam leading to her fear of Rosie, thinking she was safe only to be taken prisoner, watching one of her closest friends almost get beaten to death, only to have him turn on her completely over something she had no control over.

The more times I watch S2, the more uncomfortable and scared I feel when Clem is around Kenny. The way he looks at her the morning after they leave Howe’s is terrifying. And the things he says to her, you just know are words that she still carries in the back of her head. Because he was one of the most influential people in her life, and here he was saying that everything was her fault, that she was stupid, and that being sorry didn’t mean anything. I don’t care that he tried apologizing, the things he said can never be taken back.

And the thing is, he hits her in episode 5. If she tries to protect Arvo, he winds back and hits her and hardly says a damn thing about it. When you’re with him in the truck, he literally says “I outta smack you.” Like, that is so damn far from okay. I hate him being around her.

But the thing is, the last time I watched S2, I couldn’t even go onto episode 5. It was @stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale‘s livestream and after the firefight, I couldn’t keep watching. What really messed me up is a fact that someone pointed out in the chat while we were watching. They mentioned how Rebecca dies in a tire, and one of the last scenes we see with AJ, he’s in a tire.

This is what fucked me up.

And I don’t know why. I don’t know why this made me so upset and what it triggered inside me that made me unable to keep watching. It just brought back the fact that I knew what was going to happen. I knew Luke would end up dead and Mike and Bonnie would abandon Clementine with no food, an unhinged psychotic woman, a grieving abusive man, and a baby with no formula. It’s so goddamn fucked up. I just couldn’t watch. I couldn’t see Clem go through all of that.

I don’t know what it’s going to do to me when I actually play it for myself. I’m nervous about it, to be perfectly honest. I don’t know if I’m ready for this, but I guess I’ll find out when I get there.

[stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale]

I'm not even kidding i already feel like shit about being an asshole to everyone, specially to Tenn and Vi in the despair route like holy shit we're not even having the first dinner and game card and i already want to quit this is too painful lmao, I admire your strength to go through all of it seriously-

to add even more despair of my own I'm not gonna get any collectible except James mask since it's automatic when y'know, i let him die,,, holy shit serious props to you for staying strong with this,,

Oof. Yep. It's called the "Despair Route" for a reason.... you're a dick to everyone and then you hate everything hahaha. But you're not getting all the collectables?? Even I didn't do that in either runs I did because I have to get all the collectables... my brain won't let me ignore them so good on you for finding yet another layer to add to the route.

But I feel ya, ep2 is when I wanted to quit, too. Like when I streamed my second run of the despair route, it was all fun and games in the first episode. Yeah, I was being a dick to everyone but at least I had chat with me to joke around about what a dick I was being..... but then it came time for me to let Louis get captured and again, I'm glad I had chat with me to share in my pain sksks.

It's weird to call that stream "fun" because it wasn't, it was painful, but there were a lot of fun discussions that came with it. Chat and I had a blast when it came to discussing the different content you get when you're a dick to everyone or when you romance/betray your love interest.

When I got to Louis' cell scene? Oooohh the ranting. Like I stand by my opinion that Louis' cell scene is waaaaaay better executed than Vi's cell scene in every way, it's just unfortunate that Violet just forgets about Louis' existence the second Minerva enters the picture again and for a "deep friendship" that we're supposed to believe..... that's not a great look. You know it's bad when even Kent admits that some extra dialogue/content would've made that whole thing better.

That being said, I hate Louis' cell scene and there are days where I pretend it doesn't exist hahaha.

Anyway, I wish you the best of luck with the rest of the despair route!

[applesiies]

i already feel bad i have to be a dick to everyone and specially to Violet like it physically hurts me to be mean to her i can't even look at videos with all the options because i hate being an asshole to her,, help i already wanna quit

just the other day i was accidentally mean to Marlon and i replayed the episode please help

[akemi-roses]

THANK YOU PI 😭😭💚

So… for anyone confused here, @stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale has been playing through her “despair route” for TFS where she chooses all the dickish options except in regards to Louis… but then saves Violet. [It’s all in the name of exploring all options, no hate being thrown around here]

To help ease the pain of a missing Louis, I present to you - ALL THE LOUIS. 

[simplegenius042]

To all my mutuals...

I'm developing a off-Tumblr list of fellow mutuals who want to be tagged for my stuff and those who wish not to be. (Me on the other hand? Please DO tag me in your stuff, I love being tagged and reading all your works even when I don't say much, which is something I'm trying to get out of the habit of).

Just so I know who actually wants to be tagged for my stuff, would you so kindly like this post? Or comment (even reblog if you want) if you want to state your answer more clearer? (A yes or a no is all I need).

My "stuff" in question includes the following:

WIPs, Publishing of my fics, Music Mondays/Playlists relating to characters/stories, Tag Games, Quizzes, maybe art and other related things (once I expand my comfort zone to become more familiar with that stuff).

While I mostly group together some of my WIPs together (which often include fandoms you may or may not be in) on the blog I'm posting from now (and then reblog them to one of my main story blogs depending on if they include the specific fandom I write for them in), there are times I will be posting from my other three main story blogs which include my @the-untitledverse-blog (fandoms greatly vary and often mix in with original writing), @the-silver-chronicles (mainly Far Cry 5 with some other fandoms mixed in and few original writing), and @life-despair-and-monsters-blog (a couple fandoms mixed in with original story, a smaller scale The UnTitledverse) as well as of course this blog which includes fandoms in all three blogs, but is mostly meant for original story and that one Fallout series I'm cooking up. In fact, my pinned post on this very blog will give you a run down on the fandoms each of these blogs focus on so if you want you can make a more clear decision there.

Anyway, remember to like if yes, or if you want to be more thorough and clear on your answer, comment or reblog either just a yes or a no.

Chow!

[hate-bracket]

Hello! I finally have the matchups! Sorry it took so long. Here they are.

Round 1

Barem Bridge (Chainsaw Man)

Vs

Abel (TWDG)

Round 2

Robin (Teen Titans Go!)

Vs

Wooly (Amanda the Adventurer 2)

Round 3

Arthur Light (DC)

Vs

Haiji Towa (Ultra Despair Girls)

Round 4

Prince Charming (Shrek 3)

Vs

King of Ooo (Adventure Time)

Round 5

Bruce (Bad Parenting)

Vs

Fire Lord Ozai (ATLA)

Round 6

Arvo (TWDG)

Vs

Magda (BOTW)

Round 7

The General (Centaurworld)

Vs

Joan (TWDG)

Round 8

Sam Butcher (The Boys)

Vs

Sir Reginald Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy)

Round 9

Femto (Berserk)

Vs

Shou Tucker (FMAB)

Round 10

Tek Knight (The Boys)

Vs

Fumiko Mifune (Chainsaw Man)

Round 11

Shuro (Dungeon Meshi)

Vs

Randy Marsh (South Park)

Round 12

Illumi Zoldyck (Hunter x Hunter)

Vs

Tsurugi Kinjo (SDRA2)

Round 13

Vinsmoke Judge (One Piece)

Vs

Terra Snapdragon (The Owl House)

Round 14

Celestial Dragons (One Piece)

Vs

Serpoians (Dandadan)

Round 15

Suguru Kamoshida (Persona 5)

Vs

Leonard Kovacs (Monster Prom)

Round 16

Jax (TADC)

Vs

Mahito (JJK)

Round 17

Hisoka Morrow (Hunter x Hunter)

Vs

Vander Decken IX (One Piece)

Round 18

Jerry (Undertale)

Vs

Joshu Higashikata (Jojolion)

Round 19

Willy Stampler (Dungeons and Daddies)

Vs

Ging Freecss (Hunter x Hunter)

Round 20

Kai Chisaki (MHA)

Vs

Steve Cobbs (Inanimate Insanity)

Round 21

Jimmy (Mouthwashing)

Vs

Micah Bell III (RDR2)

Round 22

Todd Alquist (Breaking Bad)

Vs

Masayoshi Shido (Persona 5)

Round 23

Dmitri Johannes Petrov (The Henry Stickmin Collection)

Vs

Sentinel Prime (Transformers One)

Round 24

Absalom (One Piece)

Vs

Valentino (Hazbin Hotel)

Round 25

Scrappy-Doo (Scooby-Doo)

Vs

Joffrey Baratheon (Game of Thrones)

Round 26

Duncan (Total Drama)

Vs

Tamaki Damo (Jojolion)

Round 27

Yomi Hellsmile (MDA: RC)

Vs

Amy (Total Drama)

Round 28

Cash Buckzo (Helluva Boss)

Vs

Blainley (Total Drama)

The winner of round 1 will go up against Preston Northwest (Gravity Falls)

The winner of round 8 will go up against Odalia Blight (The Owl House)

The winner of round 15 will go up against Kokichi Ouma (Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony)

The winner of round 22 will go up against Bomb (Inanimate Insanity)

The polls will all be posted soon.

[ziracona]

T2 was okay and it could have been really good—had some real moments. But it needed more script iterations, and it was too goofy. Goofy is fine in general, but Terminator works best as a sci-fi action-drama-horror mesh. That’s the peak atmosphere. Also just, they gave their new Terminator scary powers to keep him relevant, but there’s just...no way to really make anyone on screen look like a threat to Arnold Schwarzenegger you know? And they never overcame that and it throws off the whole underdog atmosphere. He just. Wasn’t scary. Not when he was trying to kill heckin Arnold the brick house.

I’m not gonna talk about T3 bc I feel like I don’t need to and I think I have a lot of support for that in the fandom, and I’m not gonna talk any Genysis bc no one ever should, and I know I have support there.

Dark Fate was fine, but I felt like they really didn’t have to kill off their Kyle expy like at this point the surprising thing and interesting one would be /not/ to kill him. That role has died in /every/ other film. Like we get it. But plot rehashes are only good if you have some kind of spin. Mostly though I just...would have liked T800 man’s personality in another context but you couldn’t ever sell me on him after watching him gun down a 10 year old in the open. Like what, he found a soul by being...bored? If you want to convince me of fundamental change in a person, you /gotta/ motivate it better. Show me. Don’t tell me and expect me to take your word. And there just wasn’t enough meet in some spots. I wanted more firm lore and a little less action. Like I’m not even a science-heavy leaning sci-fi fan but it still wasn’t enough. I liked it more than most of the others but it just wasn’t quite...meaty enough. Sarah still a queen. But T800 man didn’t sell and that was a real weak spot, and so was expecting us and Sarah to just...like and forgive him bc he had accrued a family. But also like. I enjoyed having a new protag, but feeling like so much, no, /all/ of the work and suffering of everyone in other Terminator films was for nothing bc it’s not even Skynet anymore it’s some other robots?? It kind just...didn’t really work. It makes everything more hollow like it’s not even Terminator anymore there’s no more Terminators. They should have just had it be Skynet but a different rebel leader, or more. Sarah goes on to mentor Dani instead since John is dead, /something/ to make it more the same franchise and not so hollow. Or if it’s gonna be gutted, go all the way and let us feel that, don’t blip it as a plot point once and keep rolling. There’s decades of character attachment for fans; either make that matter, or make it mourned because it’s dead. Don’t skim it and make it cheap. Also on a meta level it was kind of weird how they handled time travel compared to the norm for the franchise but I’m not going into that.

BUT. The Terminator? A cinematic classic. It’s just...such a good film. The characters work is solid the whole movie, and Reese and Sarah are both truly excellent protagonists also given ample time to explore and exhibit that. There’s so much you get in moments that show tiny things about them. The way Sarah handles getting canceled on and goofing with Ginger, her having a pet iguana she loves to cuddle, talking to the statue at work? And she’s smart and normal (I mean normal in a very complimentary way). Kyle is introduced almost immediately running from the cops, but even in the middle of a chase scene, he’s stealing clothes in a mall while evading flashlights, and little things like hopping while he runs to check shoe sizes give you so much right away. He’s clearly out of his depth but he’s smart and methodical and he holes up in a car he hotwires and has a ptsd moment waking up from a dream because of some heavy construction machinery. You don’t have him say much about himself at all but you get him taking a second to be nice to the kids and guard dog on his way back before a T800 attacks. Even though if you’re watching it classic, you have no spoken goal for Reese and all you know is he’s armed and /also/ looking for Sarah, like the man who has killed three people already is, you kind of aren’t very scared of him by the time he’s creepily following her into a night club. That scene is iconic too damn. Anyway. Her reactions to everything are so great. Only film I ever saw where I 100% felt the person on screen was reacting like anyone would to almost being killed and then getting kidnap-saved by some other guy claiming to be from the future like I’d bite him too, but you know, I’d also be pretty happy he saved me and also decide he was crazy and not like, dangerous, and try to keep the cops from killing him. It’s so cute he thinks anyone is going to believe him like hang in there Kyle baby, king. Love as soon as the Terminator hits the police station, he breaks out and goes to find Sarah, and she’s immediately like ‘so fuck this actually’ and looking for him too. The deleted scene in the motel woods. The slow character build. Him falling in love with her because of the picture where she always looked a little sad and he wondered what she was thinking about and you don’t find out till the last scene it’s him she was thinking about in that picture. A family can be two complete trauma disasters making pipe bombs in a motel. The top 5 cinema shots moment where you think they won and they think they won and they’re both injured and stagger to each other and collapse laughing and crying and hugging and it holds for like ten seconds before that fucking thing gets up and you see the rubble in the fire shift and Kyle sees it first. And the hopelessness and despair. Sarah just screaming no in rage because it’s so unfair. The little scaffolding fight?? Kyle doing what he does? Sarah winning with a broken leg? The picture? The heartbreak? A work of art.

Also just. They’re both attractive but like, they are not remotely airbrushed Hollywood pretty. Kyle’s got that big scar on his lip and they’re both sweaty and bloody and dirty and gross the whole film??? God yeah.

Terminator Salvation? Also a classic. You have a film not about the core cast exactly, but it’s very ensemble. You get early days war. And it’s from the very open a solid narrative about second chances and what it means to be human and they really do explore that the whole runtime. Markus dies and comes back more confused than you are in the apocalypse. Baby Reese is absolutely perfect. You get formerly executed for murder Markus somehow adopting like 20 year old Reese and 13 year old kid Star and they’re amazing. Rebellion drama, lore reveals. Reese’s devout faith in the cause and how fast he looks up to Markus and starts learning and Markus is like :[ but then he’s like ... :] because he god assigned two family members now. The tag team fights—how incredibly talented Star is. Guilt trip on a look to dropping cars, she’s super effective. Tbh Markus is just O_O to >:-[ the whole movie as soon as Reese and Star are taken and I feel it. You’ve got a guy who was killed for straying too far from human, come back as a machine, but he doesn’t know it, wondering if he deserves another chance and if he can change, and it’s really neat the way it unfolds. Even after losing so many friends to Terminators that look human, Blair refuses to believe he isn’t a human even if he’s also a machine and risks her life to save him, when they barely know each other. Markus getting like, tortured by the rebels, and still choosing to help them and be who he has decided he wants to be this time, even towards John. Even with better alternatives. And you have Star never having a moment of doubt, or Reese, and him getting to save them both, and them trying to help the other humans in line for extermination before he arrives. The hand hold with Star when his hands just metal. And he decides to die for someone he doesn’t even /like/ and who has personally hurt him a lot of times, because he knows the rebels need him to win. Anyway death row to death row but completely different people in the same body facing that same death differently are amazing if done well (see TWDG I mean ow) and it was a very simple core theme to latch to and very enjoyable executed and it got snubbed by fans when it’s the best sequel Terminator ever had.

[ericsonclan]

Hey, whats your guys' least favorite S4 death and uh "favorite" S4 death? Also ik this is kinda a S4 blog but how do you feel about S2 ?

S4 did an impressive job of making most deaths central to the plot rather than extraneous or for shock value. We talked over it a bit and decided the closest we could get to a least factored death is Mitch’s since it doesn’t drive forward the central plot like Brody’s, Marlon’s or Tenn’s deaths. We always save Louis or Violet, so their deaths almost don’t feel canon to us, but if they die it does tie into a crucial moment for Clem and AJ’s relationship and AJ’s development so their deaths are relevant even if they hecking hurt. That being said, Mitch’s death does move Willy’s arc forward dramatically so it is still a “good” death in terms of writing.

As for favorite death, Brody’s wins hands down. The entire scene is heart-wrenching and the fact that we follow it in detail from injury to Brody turning into a walker is really impressive. The scene shifts from tragic to terrifying within seconds and is emotionally captivating throughout.

Definitely feel free to send us asks about earlier seasons anytime! Season 2 fulfills a really interesting role within the series. If you say you dislike it since it’s so freakin’ sad and pretty much everybody in it is a turd muncher, that’s fair, but you can’t deny that the sadness was intentional. S2 is a trial by fire for Clementine, a coming of age forced upon her by the loss of Lee.

Throwing Clementine in the deep end with a lot of incompetent assholes was a great way to show how society’s rules had shifted in the wake of the apocalypse and helping others or doing the right thing was now seldom rewarded. The commentary on S2 in the definitive edition confirms that in hindsight even the writers themselves see their writing got a bit sloppy at times and the dark tone could be too heavy handed at times, but the value of S2 still stands. It’s horribly painful to play because that was the point. It’s the period of despair within TWDG’s timeline and it makes society rebuilding in S3 and S4 and Clementine finding new purpose and a forever home all the sweeter.

[quinlinkin]

take it from me ( i’d be lost without you ) ↳ Q’s twdg writing challenge

character(s): aasim, violet, louis, clementine ( mentioned ) ship(s): aasim/louis ( lousim ), violet/clementine, ( violentine ) word count: 723 author’s note: another modern au thing! i’m such a sucker for this au i s2g

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*credits to the wonderful @stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale​​​​​​ for creating this challenge! you can view the entire prompt list + further details here. happy writing!!

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                               day nine ; dancing/singing.

Another school dance, another crisis for Aasim to suffer through. He’d ask himself why he even bothers to attend these events if he didn’t already know the answer.

Louis. Both the reason why he’s here and the cause of his ever-persistent dilemma. Mr. Popular, the guy everyone at school loves and wishes they could date, the center of attention, even now as he gravitates towards the middle of the dance floor with a flock of people surrounding him. Either Aasim loves to torture himself with impossible crushes, or he’s truly that much of a hopeless mess.

Maybe it’s both, he bitterly thinks to himself. It would surely explain why he always subjects himself to any of these social events that he hates so much if Louis is guaranteed to be there.

Sighing, Aasim leans back in his chair. On the bright side, he does have the company of all the other antisocial people with him, though their reasonings for being here remain unknown to him.

“So. You just gonna spend the whole night staring at him again?”

Aasim turns to regard the person next to him, heat already rushing to his cheeks. Violet is looking at him, that too-familiar knowing look on her face. He resents the fact that she’d so easily figured out his predicament, though he supposes he really hasn’t been all that subtle with it.

He bristles, before directing right back, “Are you gonna spend the whole night staring at Clem?”

She snorts, giving him a mock salute with her middle finger. “Touche.”

At least they’re both in the same boat. The new girl, Clementine, has her own fair share of admirers, it seems.

Leaning forward with her elbows propped on her knees, Violet surveys the crowd. Louis and Clem have managed to find each other amidst the sea of dancing people, their laughing faces occasionally illuminated by the disco ball spinning above them.

“Wouldn’t it be hilariously tragic if they started dating each other?” she muses, though there’s a twinge of despair in her voice that can only barely be heard above the blaring music.

It’s not like Aasim hadn’t considered such a possibility before. It was no secret how friendly the two have become with one another.

“Mhm… With my luck, that sounds about right,” he grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest.

As if he’d ever have a chance, anyway.

The upbeat song soon comes to an end, fading into something of a much slower tempo. Louis and Clementine share a fond smile from their spot on the dance floor together as all the couples group together.

Great, he thinks. Now they get to potentially watch their worst nightmare come true.

Except, by some miracle in its own right, they simply part ways instead. As Aasim eventually loses sight of Louis in the crowd, he directs his gaze upwards. A lone balloon floats above him, wedged between the ceiling and the wall. He finds it odd how well he can relate to it.

“You know, I figure we’ve just doomed ourselves from the start,” he mumbles sourly, brows furrowed. “It’s our own damn fault that-”

“Hey.”

Aasim’s eyes snap forward so fast that he nearly makes himself dizzy. The sudden voice that cuts him off most certainly isn’t Violet’s.

He has to blink a few times to make sure he isn’t hallucinating. Yet the figure in front of him remains unchanging, and his heart skips a beat.

Louis stands right there before him. His hand is outstretched in Aasim’s direction.

As graceful as ever, all he can do is blurt, “What?”

Aasim watches with wide eyes as Louis showcases that signature, lopsided smirk. At him. He’s smirking at him.

“I, uh…” Louis trails off, looking unexpectedly shy in the next second. “I’ve been meaning to ask you this for… a while now… But… do you maybe - want to dance…?”

It’s a prank. A joke, a horrible, cruel scheme he’s been put up to. It has to be. Nothing else can explain why the guy he’s been pining for all this time is actually asking him to dance.

Suddenly, he doesn’t care. Whether it’s a trap he’s falling right into or not, there’s no way he could ever resist the way Louis’ fingers twitch as he offers him a different, more hopeful smile.

Aasim takes his hand.

“Yes.”