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lineup fer an AU I've been slowly rotating in my head for a month or so.... sniles....
[BETTER LINEUP & FULL AU EXPLANATION HERE !!!!]
#SNILES EVILLY. I will post more about this au. I promise. Maybe moreso on my main. Maybe I should just make a HL sideblog.#Whatever. YÆY#Benry Forzen & Sunkist are all ghosts. I'm not sure about. Gman? I cannae decide whether I want him 2 be a ghost or smth else.#I still can't believe I made a lineup for an AU before an actual hlvrai lineup. What's my fucking problem#hlvrai#hlvrai au#gordon#tommy coolatta#dr coomer#Dr bubby#Darnold#Benry#Benrey#Forzen#Sunkist#Fucking hell#the science team#tommy hlvrai#gordon hlvrai#dr coomer hlvrai#Bubby hlvrai#benrey hlvrai#benry hlvrai#darnold hlvrai#forzen hlvrai#half life vr but the ai is self aware#half life vr ai#Ghostbusters#Ghostbusters au#sunkist hlvrai
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for dca fandom members specifically: have you played and completed security breach?
when i say "complete" i specifically mean "played through it at least once and got to 6am", whether you got all the endings and/or achievements is irrelevant to the question
another additional note is that if you've played other fnaf games but haven't completed those then that still counts as you playing them and you can answer yes to that!
no shame towards anyone who hasn't played the games! this is just to see what the general statistics are among everyone here
please reblog for a larger sample size! thank you ♡
#my post#daycare attendant#dca fandom#dca#fnaf daycare attendant#thats a good amount of tags right??#anyway i was just curious about this a little bit... i wanna see how many gamers we have here HDJZJFJD#i personally have 100% beaten sb (and the flat mode for hw1 too actually!) and have played all the older entries as well#except for hw2 bc i dont have a vr headset + am not super interested in buying it tbh#i do play sb the most just because of the stranglehold it has on my brain but i've experienced the other games too HFJZJGJ#im just wondering if there's a larger amount of people who's main experience with the series is through sb? and specifically with dca stuff#but idk.. i shouldnt make assumptions#this question does keep me up at night sometimes though
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#inazuma eleven victory road#sasanami unmei#yagyuu suruga#they're probably fixing his height from that one trailer(?) scene but I'm obsessing over suruga being a giant#I hope he'll be one of my favs for the new cast#a friend has said that sakurazaki is “100% juusto-coded” and I'm not objecting though#but I can confidently say unmei will be one of the favs because I always fall for the main character#(and already have oops)#own art#^^^ tags written when drafting this post before vr beta chapter came out#after playing the chapter I wanna know what is the thing that drives him to go (maybe?) less a dick and from baseball to soccer#(I happened to come across one official art with him in the soccer uniform and while kinda expected I got p happy)#big boy you're gonna be a part of the gang wether you want or not#:)
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Day 3: Breaker Room
Hehehehe Vanessa protag theory<3
Nothing much to say here- just Vanessa in the Breaker Room ^^
#my art#chipillustrates#fnaf#fnaf fanart#five nights at freddy's#five nights at freddy's fanart#fnaf help wanted 2#fnaf help wanted#fnaf hw#fnaf hw2#pre help wanted 2#fnaf vr#fnaf vr 2#fnaf vr help wanted#fnaf vr help wanted 2#fnaf vanessa#fnaf vanessa a#fnaf breaker room#figured I'd follow up Cassie theory and GGY theory with Vanessa theory ^^#they're the main three protag theories I'm gonna be drawing for so I might as well start off with them yknow#there's one (or two) more theory(s) I might draw for- but I'll leave it a surprise 4 now#and no it's not Cassie's dad or a random technician
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Uh... Detective au...
You guys talking about religious symbolism got my brain spinning far too much. Enjoy the idiots making out. Help me they’re stuck in my brain and won’t leave
Not explicit but does include somewhat of a fade to black, religious guilt, a tiny bit of choking and uh... yeah? I think that's all i need to clarify first, do tell if I have missed something you see as important to forewarn
In the lull between their words, the silence in the seconds between their breaths, the stillness in that fraction of a moment where Maxim’s eyes fell to the downturned tilt of Veerle’s lips, the detective lowered his hand. From the tender touch against his cheek, down the bared line of his throat, to rest over the heated skin of his sternum. The brontide of his heartbeat in his head drowned any coherent thought. No doubt the detective felt its tremors beneath his fingertips, strong and swift at their epicentre.
The gentle pressure found cold metal, the oft unworn cross that now lay between his pectorals a cold brand beneath the weight of Veerle’s touch. His breath caught in his throat, and so did his next. Suffocating on nothing but the quaking of his own heart.
Veerle tilted his head, mouth moving in the formations of words, though it was far too late for Maxim to consider their meaning by the time they met his mind. Quiet almost beyond hearing, soft almost beyond sound.
“Do forgive me, my friend.”
After a too long beat of silence, Maxim pulled his gaze away from his frown. “What are you— mhH!”
Words were lost as fire sealed his lips. The gold chain looped around Veerle’s fingers, the metal digging deep into the back of his neck as he lurched forward with one firm tug. Any pain was erased by the burn of his kiss. The blistering blissful heat of his lips melding and melting against his own. They were chapped and rough, but gave way with a softness as, despite every ounce of better judgement, Maxim leaned in. Like he had any other choice, as Veerle held tight to his cross. Held him trapped and choking and… And then, a breath, a sound, shuddered from his lips.
Trapped and choked, and groaning low with the want of it.
The unsteady push and pull of the kiss drew humming hymns from the depths of his chest and rattle of his lungs. Not sounds of pleasure but perhaps ones of prayer as Veerle kept his cross in his palm, choking him with its chain. The bounds of his head grew fuzzy, black spots like ink in water swirling in his periphery. The sounds he made into Veerle’s mouth took on a high tone, a choir of gasps and groans as he gave his breath to the kiss, daring to taste Veerle’s in return.
He was bitter with smoke, a harsh sting that made his breath hitch, but by no means stopped him from lapping at the warmth between his lips. A hand found his hair, snagging the neatly combed stands. Maxim hummed at the ache, and pressed his palms over Veerle’s sides, holding him treacherously tight, drawing him unforgivably in.
The hand in his hair tugged as he pressed closer, their footsteps echoey and uncoordinated as they both staggered back, Veerle pulling them ever deeper and Maxim not fighting the weight dragging him down. He did not register that they’d stopped moving until the next step brought them flush, the cross caught between their breasts, Veerle’s feet scuffing uselessly against the floor as his back was met with a smooth wood panelled wall. A small sound not his own trembled over Maxim’s tongue, sweet and rich and turning his limbs leaden.
Unthinking (for he could not possibly think at a time like this, he could not willfully act this way, he was sure), he kissed harder, deeper, twisting his hands in Veerle’s shirt and searching for another sound. Another pleased noise to taste. An affirmation to get drunk and dizzy on. He leaned hard into the wall, letting it take his weight and keep himself from slumping to his knees. Not that it seemed unappealing, but the thought of leaving Veerle’s lips made his chest clench.
Fingers carding through the hair at his nape pressed with tender demand to the base of his skull, urging him ever forward, liquid flame lancing down his spine and through his nervous system like a lit fuse. Veerle nipped at his lips, teeth scrapping sharp over his tongue. His scrabbling had turned to shaking, arching off the wall to firmly fit himself to Maxim’s front. Even as the chain twisting in the detective’s fingers dug deep into his windpipe, or perhaps because of it, no hesitation could be found as he bit back. Chapped lips gave gentle way beneath his, the indent harsh and bruised in sacrilegious marking.
The whine poured onto his tongue sunk simmering heat through to his very bones. They broke for a fraction of a moment, and Maxim’s reverently closed eyes fluttered open. Had he still had breath to lose he surely would have.
Dark swoops of hair adorned with spun silver veiled dark eyes, Veerle’s pupils blown wide and iris a thin halo of gold around his night sky gaze. The deep blue of his rumpled shirt was painted in rich ultramarine by the dim. Maxim’s own hung loose and undone around his shoulders, letting Veerle’s fingertips and breath caress bare burning skin. The detective blinked back at him, eyelashes gilt by lamp light fluttering over flushed cheeks only a few shades softer than his bitten red lips. The cross slipped from his hand, falling back to Maxim’s chest.
It was white hot with the heat of his touch. A brand laid over his heart. One that went ignored as Veerle took his face into both hands, guiding him back to the chancel of his lips. Slower, softer, and methodically ravenous.
Maxim kissed him like tasting communion. Head bowed and the prayer of a moan falling into their joined lips, nothing but reverent hunger in the careful glide of his hands beneath his shirt. Veerle shivered as fingers traced up his sides and fabric was pulled away, skin bared and blessed flesh to be partaken. More whines fell against Maxim’s mouth, and he drank them in with unearned eagerness, gently and unsurely petting the unmarred skin. Veerle’s chest heaved under his touch. Trembling and untaken, movements insistent and his fire making Maxim shake with the fresh boiling of his blood.
His kisses grew messy, missing the detective’s lips and littering his cheek and jaw, down his neck and lapping at his heated skin. Veerle’s shirt slipped around his shoulders, blue falling from his frame like water from the rocks, the red of heat and bruising bites taking its place. Knees trembling, Maxim sank. Lower and lower, mouthing his way down Veerle’s hitching chest. His hands followed suit, steadying the body from which he feasted. The indent of his teeth marred the edges of his pectorals and dip on his waist, decorating his navel with liturgical rouge.
His knees hit the ground with a near silent thud, the ache of his limbs inconsequential to the heavy heavenly breaths of Veerle above him and his thighs trembling in his hold. He squeezed tight, willing them to still. The whine he received in return fell upon his bowed head rather than tongue, but his thoughts spun with it all the same. Hands tightened in his hair, gold waves bunched tightly in a white knuckled grasp. Maxim dragged his eyes heavenward, and swallowed hard at the sight before him.
He had little doubt Veerle was not the one who would be begging for forgiveness when they were through.
Not if was going to pin Maxim with such a wide and ichor eyed stare, be so bare and beautifully gilt in the light before him, sound and shake so sweetly as Maxim took his flesh between his teeth, mouthing and sucking at the softness to leave more red blooming in his wake.
His shirt, still clinging around his wrists and hanging low around his hips, hiding their edges with blinding blue veils, fell easily beneath Maxim’s hand. His fingers sunk into the tide, pulling it free with one firm tug, Veerle’s breath hitching as it was yanked from his arms. He mouthed at the divide between fabric and skin, lips resting low on his stomach. With veritable desperation, the detective arched his body into the kisses. Maxim hummed into his skin and tightened his grip.
Next, he gave a firm tug to the fabric of his pants, and Veerle sighed his assent, eyes closed and lips parted by soft breaths. Shame coiled tight in Maxim’s gut, hot and heavy and surely nothing else. He pressed a final soft kiss to Veerle’s skin, and whispered a pointless prayer nothing or no one would hear. Not from a place this low.
Veerle tilted his head, looking down through half lidded eyes. “Did you say something?”
Maxim paused, the breaths of his lie curling low over Veerle’s stomach. “No,” his tone was stiff, the untruth unwieldy and unfamiliar, and he swallowed at the doubtful stare he received. “Nothing important.”
“You… You were praying. You don’t do that often,” he whispered, tracing a smooth unbroken line over Maxim's brow, voice far too strong and not nearly breathless enough to satisfy the shameful heat bottle in his chest.
“Ah, far more often than you would know.”
Veerle tilted his head, curious confusion sharpening his stare, and Maxim gave another squeeze to his thighs before it could go too far. His eyes scrunched shut, and a small gasp released from his lips. The coiling heat turned from boiling to simmering. Steady with satisfaction.
The detective swallowed and offered a shaky nod. “Okay then. Well, if— If you are inclined to obsecration, then by all means,” he laced his fingers back through Maxim’s hair, and sunk his weight into the wall, bare chested and bruised, expression strained, standing on shaking limbs. He guided Maxim to keep his gaze, “Plead for me.”
#editing was bare bones on this be warned#vr-la rwd#maxim rwd#I’m not tagging this with the main fandom tag#you go looking for this or you don’t see it that’s how this is gonna work#fanfic#god they’re… something#professionals rwd
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"To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there's the rub: For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause—there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life."
I have so many thoughts on the Rolling With Difficulty campaign finale.
#my cool art#rwd#rolling with difficulty#vr-la#dx-tr#tw blood#tw decapitated head#look vrla's a dramatic bot who ponders death and everything so much#when dxtr was beheaded i knew what i wanted to do#i've got plans to do art for all the other main characters#after all i haven't drawn vhas yet#i did not mean to spend so long on this#the shading and lighting got away from me#his staff wasn't even in it until like halfway through#easily spent twice as long (at least) on just the lines for the staff compared to the bg#was going to aim for a more dramatic posing but none of my sketches had a good hand posture#turns out skulls are smaller than a full head#let me know if i need to tag it any other way
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messily divorced (platonic) has got to be my favorite dynamic of all time
#murderbot#tmbd art#vr la rwd#maxim rwd#for some reason it's also common among robots but as a robot lover I'm not complaining at all#tropes wonderful tropes#i should write this more often#not tagging the main tags seeing how it's only mildly related
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new fandom new askblogs to block bc they put the maintag in every single post
#art#my art#oc#my oc#sona#my sona#oc:puppy#also. this is not to hate on askblogs. i think theyre so so so fun and ive done a big one b4#but i am saying this as someone who has had this happen so many times before.#PPLEASE. DONT TAG EVERY SINGLE POST WITH THE MAIN FANDOM TAG.#it is annoying trying to search and seeing 10000 billion posts with the main fandom tag#toss it into the first few asks or big asks to get traction but like. man#hl/vr/ai + aus made me realize. and i did it too!!!!
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ranboo is live! playing Kayak VR: Mirage
[title: “The infinite Virtual World at my fingertips and I am drowning in a kayak || !donate”]
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homework done i should play metal gear. as a treat
#ashen.rambles#i dont wanna tackle a main game yet until i have more time so ill probably just do the mgs1 vr missions
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#blood#not explicitly visible but its There#anyways hi again i was too eepy last night to do a doodle but hi people!!!!!!!!! hi gamers!!!!!!!#tbh i couldnt think of anything in particular to doodle. when in doubt just do tarot card you know how it is#idk how i got the big brain idea for playcoin instead of pentacle but bless my past self i love the idea#hlvrai#gordon feetman#what the fuck do i tag this with#half life vr but the ai is self aware#oh whatever my mutuals will see it anyways#doodlin#tbh i couldn't decide whether to put the Lambda symbol on there or just straight up dr. coomer. went w 1 bc im lazy#realistically it'd probably just be dr coomer#since they're viable in all games#but w/e lol#side note just adding the rose brush as an multiply layer to give the hand more texture was a cool idea on my part. completely accidental#but i love it anyways#LMAO almost posted this to main 💀💀
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do you?
#body horror#tw body horror#cw body horror#idk which warning to use here so i used the main ones#benry#benrey#hlvrai#half life vr ai#half life vr but the ai is self aware#half life vr ai but the ai is sentient#hlvrai benrey#hlvrai benry#lame attempt at body horror dont mind it#mostly just trying to use the most of csp while i still have the trial#a bit too complicated for me but i figure i just need to get the hang of it lol#its nice tho
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I ALSO WAS PEER PRESSURED but then i liked it and rped with the others at recess. i was usually the dude who.. owned the shop? had a big hammer i think? i remember almost nothing about sao
all midwestern teens/preteens have a canon event where you are peer pressured into watching the hit anime sword art online
#the guy i “dated” in i think sixth grade for like a week was one of the ppl i knew that watched it#and i had his contact picture in my phone as the main guy#and in his phone my contact picture was the love interest#ily astra this is brand new frog lore for everyone that knows me thank u for reminding me that sao exists#<3#all i remember is evil vr (die in game die irl) and uhh the second series was a different game with fairies#and i think the mcs sister had a crush on his game persona? hate that thats one of the only things i remember#AND THE THEME SONG IS REALLY GOOD#omg i just remembered the themesong
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How good at cooking is everyone?
50/50
#i think vr isnt great at cooking but theres some really easy tasty meals from his culture he makes to LOOK good at cooking haha#food#answered#gverse#gonna post cropped versions of gorgeous' and vr's on my main :)
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#forgot to put this in the main tags OOPS#half life#hl#half life 2#hlvrai#half life vr but the ai is self aware#gman#g man#gman half life#half life gman#hl gman#gman hl#hlvrai gman#gman hlvrai#spaghetti wall
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Arc, okay I'm asking higher-ups to ditch the hardware setup for me and just let me go into the sims-
#rotomblr#// hhh one of the controllers died. distance between lenses was poor. the headset adjustment was shit#// and the person on the main vr was done shortly after i got on#// my eyes hurt :c
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