#we haven't been talking much recently anyway i just found out this happened though and it's like. wild to me lmao like get a grip

[amphibifish]

i've been thinking about the recent fact i learned which is that he met one of my man friends and then his first response was to ask my friend about his relationship to me because he was worried we might be romantically involved and that's like. crazy. like do you have anything better to do or are you gonna be weird and possessive over me like we haven't talked for only two weeks

[eroscomet]

Make it Right

Chapter two- Hauting for Home

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Paring: Astrid Deetz x Fem!Ghost!Reader

Warnings: Mentions death, a bit angsty, bad writing. (Let me know if I missed anything!)

Word count: 3k+

A/N: Hello, lovelies! I'm so sorry that this chapter took a while to make. I was busy on the weekend; however, I found time to finally finish the chapter for you all! I really do hope you guys enjoy this one! I will try to get a specific schedule for updates on certain stories. If you guys are wondering about updates for 'Picking Up Pieces That Aren't Yours,' I will try to update that as soon as possible. I will also be doing a couple drabbles on different characters and or drabbles of characters I've already written for. I would also like to thank you guys so much for all the support you all have been showing me! I am so thankful and grateful for each and every one of you! Thank you so much for every like, reblog, and comment, it means a lot to me!

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"You talked to my dad?!" Astrid had exclaimed with an amused smile on her face. There it was, that twinkle in her eye that you had missed so much. She hadn't been very happy recently, with you not around and everything else in her life that had been happening.

"Yeah, when I had first died. I got sent to the immigration office, and what do you know? There he was behind the glass. He's just as kind as you always told me he'd be. Surprisingly, he immediately recognized me. He told me that he had been watching after you and practically watched our love 'blossom,' as he put it." The two of you continued walking outside.

You couldn't help but think about how people must be seeing this. Astrid looked as if she were talking to herself from an outside perspective. Aware of her past, you knew people had a tendency to bully her, so when nearing Miss Shannon's School for Girls, you tried to get her to talk as much so that others wouldn't look at her funny. So, you took up most of the time on the way there, talking as much as she could so that she didn't have time to talk. Which was odd because she was usually the one who'd talk while you'd listen.

"He said he liked me, which is a relief. Sometimes, I feel like your mom is more confused but is trying to be supportive. I mean, remember when I had first come over, and she started talking about how she too 'experimented' as she said. Anyway, that isn't the point. I met your dad, and we actually frequently visited you together. It's funny, sometimes we'd bond over how much we missed you."

Astrid's eyes had furrowed as she had begun to notice that every time she began or wanted to speak, you only spoke faster, almost sputtering out information. A frown tugged at your lips as she had caught on.

"I just don't want people to look at you even more weirder than they already do. If you're talking to yourself, they'll find that an easy target. Try...putting on some headphones and pretending you're on the phone? Or you can just put your phone up to your ear?"

She smiled as she took her phone out of her pocket and brought it up to her ear.

"Thanks, you're right. So, what else did he say about me? Did you see my grandfather? What's the afterlife like?" Astrid felt like she had a million different questions to ask.

"Your dad says he's proud of you and that he sees himself in you all the time. As for your grandpa, no. I mean, I feel as if it's harder to find him since he did lose his head to a shark. The afterlife is a bit weird. I can't tell you much about it since I haven't exactly crossed over. I basically only know what headquarters and a few shops look like. I mean, there's a 'Soul Train' which essentially takes you to the 'Great Beyond,' but I never went because I don't want to risk not being able to watch over you."

You grabbed Astid's shoulders, moving beside her to walk toward the street end of the sidewalk. Even though you were dead, the sidewalk rule never really left you, even while Astrid couldn't even see you.

"Yeah, I figured. I almost can't believe that a shark bite ended his life, I knew my family wasn't normal, but we can't even have a somewhat normal death? The Great Beyond, huh? Soul Train is a clever name though. Does no one know what's on the side?"

"I mean, I've never seen someone leave then come back from the train in the full year, almost two years that I've been here. I'm not taking the risk and crossing anyway, I can't lose you again after we just got back to each other."

"You're right..." Her eyebrows furrowed, her attention on the sidewalk as they continued to walk. She thought to herself for a moment before speaking again.

"So, you don't have any ghost tricks you learned?"

"Of course, you'd ask that, would you be disappointed in me if I said I didn't?"

"I mean, you've been gone for a year almost two, I'd expect you to know at least something to make me feel better for all the time you've been gone."

"Okay, uhhh... I can walk through walls and, I guess, float a bit."

"That sounds like every other ghost."

"Just because i'm a ghost doesn't mean I have super powers, Astrid."

"Just saying."

"I mean, I do have this nasty scar from the accident." You lowered your shirt neckline, showing the scar on the lower part of your neck. Astrid winced at the scar before looking away.

"Right. Weird how all it took was one neck twist for you to die.

"Well, it's more like my neck twisted as if I was a cartoon character that got punched, and my head began spinning-"

"Ew, shut up. Don't talk about it like it's something light."

"I'm sorry, you're right."

It was silent for a bit as you guys walked into the school, Astrid opened one of the doors while you phased right through the other door. Astird put her phone back into her pocket as she walked upstairs and past the other students. You followed after her, your eyebrows furrowing at the other students nearby her dorm. Some of them whispering to each other while giggling.

That's when Astrid opened her dorm room's door, a bedsheet attached to the ceiling by a rope coming straight towards her. The bedsheet makes out a ghost with a 'Boo' sign in its chest area. Astrid stumbled back before turning around and looking at the other girls, who began to burst out into laughter behind her.

"When you're all driving carpool and banging your pilates instructor to fill the empty voids in your life, we'll see who gets the last laugh."

The girls smiles and laughs quickly died as she finished speaking. Astrid turned around as she went into her room, shutting the door behind her. You smiled proudly, a laugh escaping you as you saw the looks on the girls faces as they disburst from Astrid's door.

"Witty as always." You said as you phased through her dorm room's door. The make-shift ghost on the ceiling startling you a bit as you had almost 'ran' into it. Sometimes you forget you're a ghost even if it's been a year.

"They have not toned down with the comments? You had always been careful about this topic, not wanting to bring it up too much with Astrid.

"No." It was a simple and straightforward answer that made you not want to question further. A part of you felt angry that you were helpless to all of it now that you're dead. You had gotten so used to defending her against everyone but now your words would only fall on deaf ears.

You sighed as you plopped yourself onto her dorm room's bed, thinkiing for a moment on how to steer away the conversation of bullying that she obviously did not want to talk about.

"Did you hear that my sister's pregnant? I know that I shouldn't bother looking over them since they're perfectly fine.."

"I'm not surprised."

"She's naming the baby after me."

"God, that's ridiculous! Naming their kid after a relative who isn't even dead yet-" Astrid's voice faltered for a moment. The fact that you were dead and have been for almost two years was still a punch in the gut after all this time.

"That's what I said, baby." You offered her a small smile as you played into the bit that you were still alive for Astrid. She still wanted to make her at least feel a bit better.

'Baby.'

Your words - and your smile, even if it was for her benefit - just made Astrid's heart twist further in her chest.

"You're killing me here."

"Why?" Your head tilted to the side as you looked at her.

"Because you're supposed to be dead." Her voice came out in a strangled whisper as she looked down at the papers scattered on her desk.

You bit your lip, you didn't want to show that what Astrid had said hurt you. Even if you were dead, you still had emotions and feelings. You paused for a moment before deciding to drop the topic.

"So, they're having a baby shower. You should go."

"Oh god, a baby shower? Is it too late to make you disappear again?" Her face had immediately scrunched up with distaste at the idea of being forced to go to a baby shower - especially your self-centered sister's baby shower where she'd name her child after you for her own gain.

"Come on, you couldn't see me for a whole year, and now that you're finally able to, you already want to get rid of me? That's cold, babe, even for you. Even for me who's dead cold. Get it? Huh? Dead cold. Because i'm dead? And i'm cold now because I have no blood. No? Okay."

"Oof, that was horrible." She said as she shook her head and grumbled in response.

"Come on, admit you missed me. I heard all your late-night talks that you thought weren't reaching my ears."

"I did miss you - I've missed you for a whole year." She confessed, sounding a bit surprised by her own confession. The room fell silent, the weight of everything that had happened falling onto the both of them. Neither of them wanted to address it, though, they didn't want to have to deal with it now.

"Did you ever-" She paused for a moment as she thought of the right words to say, "When I'd lay in your bed and mope, were you just...watching me?"

"No, I hated that. I'd still do what I would've done if I were alive. I tried holding you and whispering sweet nothings into your ear that never got to you."

"Sweet nothings, huh?" She teased, which earned an eye roll from you. Again, the room had fell silent as the two were lost in thought before Astrid spoke again, breaking the silence.

"How bad did it hurt?"

"Uh.. Well... I just remember being on the ground one second, then in the air the next. I landed, and well- You know what. It had hurt for that second that I was alive, but it had been an instant death if anything."

Having to talk about your death wasn't an easy topic. It was a reminder of how quick you had lost it all. The blood in your system, the beat of your heart, Astrid. The sight of you nervously fidgeting with your own fingers made Astrid's heart ache.

"I hate that." She muttered, her voice coming in strained, almost as if she was forcing herself to get the words out.

"I'm sorry." Your words were mumbled as she continued to fidget with your fingers, now more anxiously than before. The apology caused Astrid to shut her eyes, trying to hold herself together. She felt that now was not the time to start breaking down.

"Don't. Don't apologize." She had almost snapped at you as she opened her eyes to shoot a glare at you.

"Okay." You were never one to go against her word, you didn't want to start a fight. Especially not now. All you could do was bring up one of your hands, beginning to gently pull on the hairs on the back of your neck as you avoided Astrid's eyes.

"Is that a nervous habit of yours now? Pulling your hair." She asked as she reached her hand out idly to brush your hair out of your eyes.

"I had gotten it when I first reached the afterlife. When you watch the people you love hurting, and all you can do is ghost around them..." Your voice had faltered, forcing yourself to clear your throat and then begin to speak again.

"You feel so helpless. Watching everyone who used to be around you and love you so miserable about your death. It makes you feel guilty but, most of all, useless. There's no way to hold, touch, talk to, comfort them... It's hard."

The room had fallen silent after your words. Astrid's fingertips gently brushed along the back of your head - tracing the place that you usually pulled at. She let her hand rest there, trying to keep you from pulling at your hair again.

"How cold am I?"

Your words made Astrid pause for a moment. Leaning closer to you as she wrapped an arm around her now ghost girlfriend. The chill of your skin made her shiver involuntarily - but Astrid tried not to show the way her body automatically wanted to shy away from the cold.

"Really damn cold. It's like you're an ice cube almost." Her words a mumble as she got closer to you, laying next to you as she rested her head on top of yours.

"I'm sorry that I'm not warm anymore." Your own words come out as a mumble as well, instinctively, your head rests on her shoulder.

"I know you don't much like when it's really cold. I thought I was keeping myself with this sweater but now that someone's actually able to touch me, I realize it's doing nothing for me."

"Gosh, you don't have to apologize for that. At least you're here." She pulled you closer against her, her arms wrapping around your waist - burtying her face into your shoulder, even if your skin was freezing and caused a slight burn against her own warm skin. She ignored the way that her body had involutarily shivered at the contact - focusing instead on the fact that her girlfriend was here.

"Barely." You mumbled quietly as you gently pulled away from your girlfriend, knowing that you were probably burning Astrid's skin with your own cold, dead skin that was now a pale blue hue.

"Don't be like that. You're talking as if you have no more hope."

"Death has a way of doing that."

Astrid let out a quiet huff at your words. Her eyes flickered back and forth from you and her own hands that were now gripped tightly on her bedding - but in the next moment, she let go. Almost as if with a full burst of speed, she darted to you. Her arms wrapping around your body, hauling you into her bed in a tight, crushing embrace.

"Astrid-" You had said in surprise and protest. You knew that you were cold. Dead. The cold would burn Astrid at one point, and you didn't want that. Not when you used to be alive and warm for her. You used to keep her warm and now you can only burn her with your icy dead skin.

"Don't even think about complaining. I don't care if you're cold." Astrid snapped as she held you impossibly close against her. Her body shivered once again as your cold skin was like a bucket of cold water dumped over her body - but she ignored the cold, focusing on the sensation of her girlfriend in her arms.

A frown had tugged at your lips, knowing that eventually, Astrid would get too cold, but after a year of being a lone ghost who watched your loved ones move on or suffer because of you, you couldn't help but be a little selfish. Your arms wrapped around her as tightly as you could.

You missed your girlfriend so much. Watching over her for a year, her suffering for a full year over your death, had done a number on you. You'd cry if you could, but all you felt was this deep internal sadness. You had no heartbeat, you had no blood to warm your body, you had no tears to shed from your dry eyes. Your chest was the most still it had ever been, you had no air to breathe anymore.

It had begun to feel like too much for the both of them. Being this close to each other after a year of thinking they'd never be able to have contact again, feeling each other's skin despite the feeling of a small burning on her own skin from your own. It was almost enough to make Astrid cry.

The cold was beginning to seep into her skin - making her shiver and leaving her skin prickled. But Astrid wouldn't - couldn't - let go of you. Not when it had been a year since she was able to hold you. You had only frowned as you held her tighter. A small hiss escaped Astrid from the cold contact as she tried to get herself impossibly closer to you.

"Damn it, it's getting too cold." She hissed, speaking between clenched teeth as she tried to bury her face into your shoulder further.

"Warm up with the blankets, I'll just lay beside you. I promise I won't disappear." You pulled away, gently moving Astrid off of yourself as you carefully pulled her bedsheets over her body. When you finished tucking her in, you lay beside her, admiring every detail you could land your eyes on.

She only huffed a bit, feeling oddly petulant about the fact that she had to let go of you However, she did as she was told. A small shiver rattled her body as her eyes locked onto yours. She managed to mumble something incohereently as she reached for you, trying to tug you close again.

"Too cold, baby. Just give it a moment. I'm here, you see me." You tried to reassure her as you gently tugged a strand of hair behind her ear.

'Baby.' The soft nickname only made her want to pull you close again, but she knew that you were right. Her boy was cold - skin still pricked and burned from being in contact with her girlfriend. She snuggled further into the bedding, her hand gently reaching out to yours. Linking her own pinky with yours, causing you to smile. Her eyes looked into yours as if asking if it was okay to which you had nodded.

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A/N: I don't know why this felt like such a short chapter to me despite it being the most words I've written so far?? I might have some filler chapters for this and 'Picking Up Pieces That Aren't Yours' sometimes. Then again, there is still a lot to write for the storyline themselves. Thank you, lovelies, for all the support on my posts! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I'm so sorry if some days I do not have time to update. Also, if there's anyone that wants to be tagged for updates on this story, leave a comment saying so! Bye, loves!

[jangofettjamz]

Bullies

Tara Carpenter x Autistic!Male!Reader

Summary: Your crush, Tara Carpenter, saves you from your bully.

Words: 1630

Y/N POV

Another day, another lecture. Our film studies class is filled with aspiring film directors, snotty film students who think they're better than everyone else because of their "elevated taste in movies" and then there's film nerds like me and a few others I know.

There's Mindy and Chad Meeks-Martin, nephews of their late uncle, Randy Meeks. We became friends not long after they came here. They recently came to New York from Woodsboro after an incident involving a couple who tried to create a movie that would revive the long dead horror franchise: Stab. Nuts I know.

Among Chad and Mindy was someone I found to be astoundingly beautiful, as if created by the gods themselves, Tara Carpenter. I've had a crush on this girl since I first laid my eyes on her. She's truly beautiful in every way, though I don't think she'd ever go for a guy like me.

Everytime I've had the chance to speak to her she's always been incredibly welcoming and really nice, she even got ice cream with me one time.

She never talks about what happened back in Woodsboro, but I never pry for answers which she appreciated alot, I can't imagine your best friend trying to kill you over a stupid movie.

I haven't told her that I have autism, and I don't know if I can. Everyone that I have ever known has been turned away from me after I tell them about my condition, I doubt she would be any different, even if she is very nice to me.

My bullies knew about it though, I don't know how but they definitely knew and they constantly mock me for it calling me "freak" or "spaz" just to name a few.

The lecture went on for what seemed like hours; my eyelids slowly closing to pull me into the comforting darkness of sleep. Unfortunately, that was interrupted when I felt a spitball hit the back of my neck from one of the boys in the back with his group of friends laughing alongside him: my bullies.

I sighed, this unfortunately, was the the norm for me here, the laughing stock of the college, the weirdo who can't talk to anyone because he's to shy to make friends. I was an outcast to everyone, and those boys sure took advantage of that.

I was about to try and move, but not after I noticed Tara staring down the boy who shot his spit at me, the fire in her eyes resembled that of Scorpion from Mortal Kombat, I was half expecting her to throw a kunai at the boy and shout "GET OVER HERE!!!" but that's just my imagination running wild, as usual.

The boy immediately sat down and shut up after that, not gonna lie I would too, I don't think I've ever seen her so upset.

The bell rang indicating that class was finished, I immediately scurried out of there to try and avoid those boys as quickly as possible, evasion was a specialty of mine after being bullied so much. I ignored everything the lecturer told us and swiftly made my way to the corridors.

I walked through the corridors holding my notes securely in my arms, the judging states by some of the students not going unnoticed by me. I decided that keep my head low would be the best course of action to avoid any potential trouble from one of the students; walking faster to get to get out of here as hastily as possible.

I found the door to the door outside, my fingers grazed the handle but then... "HEY FREAKSHOW!" I heard behind me, the sound that emanated from his shout echoed across the corridor, bouncing across their walls.

He walks towards me with aggression "Jackson..." I say quietly, not wanting to escalate the situation further, though that was inevitable.

He grabbed me by the collar, "You think you can just embarrass me infront of Tara like that?" I looked at him with confusion. I had enough of his shit

"Embarrass you? You embarrassed yourself when you decided to spitball me, I mean c'mon Jackson what is this, 1986? Besides i highly doubt she's into you anyways." I don't know where this confidence came from but it was immediately gone when I felt immense pain on the right side of my face from, what I can only assume, a punch.

I stumbled back and fell flat on my ass, another punch came soon after, and then another, and then another. Seven punches we're thrown my way, my vision was blurry and I could barely feel my face, I saw a faint figure wearing pink coming towards us.

Tara POV

"JACKSON" I shouted, he stopped immediately and looked at me. "What do you think you're doing beating him up like that, have you no sense of shame for what you're doing?" He looked at me confused, as though he thought I'd appreciate this.

"I'm just showing Y/N here why I'm better than him and proving why I'm the perfect man for you Tara." He winked at me, he actually winked at me, gross.

I slapped him in the face infornt of everyone then kicked him in the balls, a barrage of laughter erupted from the corridor leaving his friends speechless and him curled up on the floor in pain holding his balls. I knelt down to him and whispered in his ear.

"If you ever come near Y/N again, you're dead. Do you understand me?" No answer came, only pained whimpers. "I SAID DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!" I shout. "Yes yes, please don't hurt me I'm sorry!" He cried, what a pathetic excuse for a human being, beating on someone for being 'weak' then behaving like this when someone stands up to him.

"Get the fuck out of here Jackson, and your friends" he ran away holding his balls, his friends following behind him; cowards, all of them. My attention turned to Y/N, who was pretty banged up from Jackson. He was crying and curled up in a ball, all eyes were on him but no one dared to make fun of him, not after what just happened to Jackson.

I kneel down to his level and console him, he thrashed my arms away thinking it was Jackson. "Shhhh it's okay Y/N, it's me Tara. It's okay now, everything's gonna be okay." I cooed softly in a calming tone. He opened his eyes and met my gentle brown ones.

I opened my arms for him "c'mere sweetheart" he threw himself into my arms and cried into my shoulder, poor baby. I've always had a crush on him and seeing him this upset broke my heart. "Let's get you out of here, yeah?" He nodded into my shoulder and I walked him out of the corridor; away from everyone's prying eyes.

Once we were outside I sat him down with me on a bench, still holding him close. "It's okay Y/N, it's just you and me now. Are you okay?" He shook his head, he was just pummeled in the face of course he's not okay, stupid question Tara.

"Why does he hate you so much, sweetie?" I ask, genuinely curious as to how someone could hate this magnificent boy. He opened his mouth to speak.

"Um... I have autism." He says, averting his eyes away from me as if I'd hate him for it.

"Is that it? That's why he bullies you?" I ask and he nods, what a piece of shit, to hate someone because they were born with a condition, and he thought I'd date him. He begins to cry again

"Please don't hate me, you're really nice to me and one of the only people who treat me with any kind of respect, I don't want to be bullied anymore!" He sobbed out, I held him tight against my chest which became wet with his tears but I couldn't care less about that.

He was shaking in my arms, those boys really tormented him. "Oh honey, I could never hate you for that. In fact, I've had the biggest crush on you since we met, you're so smart and sweet, you're so passionate about the things you like, you're so kind to everyone. Mindy's been bugging me to ask you out for the longest time."

He pulls back and looks at me utterly confused. "Really? You like me?" I reassure him "

I like you very much sweetie, and I'm honored that you told me about your autism, that's not an honor I take lightly." He smiled brightly, blush spreading across his cheeks. "There's that beautiful smile" I cooed.

"I've had a crush on you since we had ice cream together, you're very beautiful Tara." He said, now making me blush.

"Can I kiss your cheek sweetie?" I ask, not knowing whether he's comfortable or not. He nods and I plant a gentle kiss to both his cheeks, his smile could light up an entire city.

I wipe away the rest of his tears and hug him tightly again. "You're mine now Y/N, and I'm yours. You're safe now honey, no one will harm you ever again." I kiss his forehead and rock him gently in my arms.

"Thank you, Tara." He says quietly, he's been through hell and I'm glad I pulled him out of it.

"Don't thank me baby boy, you deserve to have peace. Just rest now, sweet boy. I've got you, everything's gonna be okay" I whisper, holding him closely, listening to the birds chirp as I rock him while sitting on the bench. After Woodsboro and what happened with Ritchies family a few weeks ago, I thought my life was gonna be bleak and miserable...

Turns out I was wrong.

[heromaker-if]

do you have any other ifs that we can read whilst we wait😭😭🫶🫶

Hi anon! Thanks for the ask and your patience! 🥰

I do have some other IFs that I worked on in the past but I don't recommend playing them (I was still learning how to write at that time, so they aren't great). But if you want some IF reccs, I can recommend some IFs I've read recently.

(Sorry for the tags friends, and for the rants!)

(Released) My all time favourite is The Fernweh Saga by @lacunafiction - it's just genuinely so good and it always gives me the vibes of one of those shows you watch after dinner, that becomes part of your routine and you want to see desperately what happens after, and the characters become part of your memories, almost like people. It's just UGH such a good IF. If you like nostalgic hometown horrors, this IF is for you.

(Released) Very close favourite is Blood Moon by @barbwritesstuff - WEREWOLVES GUYS!! I've replayed this game so many times. It's one of those games that after you finish, no matter how long of a break you take from it, you always return to it. I love the "found family" of this game, even though it's not really found, it's just... family. I miss them! The romance in this story is also written so beautifully.

(Released) Another fav is The Golden Rose by @anathemafiction - it was one of my favs while it was still in WIP and after it's released I took so long to play it cause I never wanted to finish it. Like, I grew so attached to its story that I didn't want to let it go. 😭 Very well written characters and the descriptions of things, places, feelings, expressions, mannerisms, is so endearing and eye-catching, never a second where I skipped a line, I was CAUGHT. If you like a story with ominous beginnings, middles and ends, this is for you, not to mention the whole religion themes that are so interesting to dive into.

(Released) I miss this one so much but The Soul Stone War by @intimidatingpuffinstudios - there's two books out for this one already and each one is better than the previous. It's fantasy and about powers and there's a dragon lady that you can romance, and the POLY IN THIS IS BEAUTIFUL! Very soulmate-y romance and just generally captivating storytelling.

(Released) Nothing will ever hit the same as The Passenger by @the-passenger-if - there's just something so familiar, so memorable about this story. I don't think in my next lifetime I will ever forget it. It's about an eldritch horror battling with humanity and it's raw primal role as a monster. It feels short but only because you're so into it that time passes you by, but the tone and the flow of this story is very well done (as well as the characters! 🥰).

(WIP) I feel like everyone and their mothers know about Infamous by @infamous-if - but I'm going to talk about it anyways. It's a BAND IF, yes, music, yes, adrenaline, fame, and all the bad decisions that come with it. It's only one chapter out right now, but it's very worth it. I guarantee you the brainrot you will get from this game is going to consume your life.

(WIP) A somewhat popular one as well is Body Count by @bodycountgame - I haven't seen a game do the whole modern reality TV show with a tinge of horrifying brutal horror as well as Nell has, and even though it's still in its early stages, it's very well done and interesting. Lots of ROs to choose from, and genuinely funny humour to laugh about in between the crying sessions of a favourite character dying.

(WIP) Haven't heard that many people talking about this one to be fair but Chop Shop by @losergames - Also a very early stages game, but it's very adrenaline inducing and has so much potential that has me shaking in my seat. I'm already half in love with the cast and I can't wait to go need for speed and play a super chaotic individual.

Also any game by @hpowellsmith, they're amazing at creating consistent well written stories that have such great characters and even better representation. They do it so well, and I've been a fan of them for years now, definitely one of my role models!

I'm sure there are many more IFs out there that you NEED to play/read, but my mind is blank right now, and these are the only ones I could think of. I also don't have as much time to get into an IF, but I'm getting there (thinking of getting into Shepherds of Haven - which you should!)

[mysticwolfshadows]

Taken - Zutara - Part 27

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Sokka raged at her for nearly an hour for her recklessness when they finally got back to their room. Zuko seethed, glaring and huffing, while Aang tried to calm them down. Katara really wasn't sorry. They got everything they wanted.

"But they're still going to kill Zhao," Aang whined.

"Zhao is a fool," Zuko countered. "If he had succeeded, the world would have suffered. Fire Nation included."

Katara nodded. "Now, are you coming with us or do we need to drop you off with Uncle?"

He blinked. "I... I thought I was coming with you...?"

"You probably know the Earth Kingdom better than we do," Sokka sighed. "So it would be helpful. Aang, do you know where we're going?"

"Omashu. I want Bumi to be my earthbending master."

Zuko blinked. "Oh. Yeah, no. I don't... You can't go to Omashu. The city was taken a few weeks ago. They're calling it New Ozai."

"What?!" Aang stared, horrified. "No! You have to be lying! What happened to Bumi?!"

Zuko looked at Aang, frowning. "If you're talking about King Bumi, he willingly surrendered. As far as I know, he's being held prisoner in the city. But it's too dangerous to go there. We'll need to figure something else out."

"But Bumi is the best earthbender there is! He has to teach me!"

Zuko frowned. "I haven't seen this Bumi, but I have seen others. In Gao Ling, my crew found this... underground earthbending tournament. There was this girl there, going by 'the Blind Bandit'. They say she's blind, but she's the champion. They say she's one of the best earthbenders in existence. I only saw her briefly, when I was dragging my crew out, but I would believe it."

"Thats pretty far," Katara muses. "Farthar than Omashu at least. It will take a few weeks just to make it that far. Even with Appa."

"Then we should get moving."

Aang was silent as they finished packing, clearly having trouble processing what happened to his friend. They needed to leave quickly, though. Katara wasn't even going to worry about getting extra bedrolls. They had a spare Zuko could use anyway.

Aang went to tell Chief Arnook they were taking off sooner than expected, while Katara went to tell the soldiers the news. There were afraid of going to the south, but Zuko was able to convince them it was for the best. The Southern Tribe was good to their Fire Nation friends. As long as they did their best to help, Katara's mother and grandmother would make sure they lived comfortably.

As Katara and Zuko went to Appa, they found Yue standing awkwardly with Sokka. The white haired princess turned, and came up to Katara.

"I have something for you," Yue said, holding out a glass vial pendent. "Its water, from the oasis. After centuries of Tui and La living there, the water has been embued with special healing properties." She paused, looking at the vial. "I don't want to think that anything would happen to any of you, but..."

Nodding, Katara took the vial. "I understand. Thank you, Yue."

The princess bowed, and Katara returned it. Then, she and Zuko joined Sokka on Appa. Her brother was slouched, clearly upset, but she didn't know what to say. So she sat with Zuko, pulling out their map to discuss where to go first, while waiting for Aang. She pointed out Jeong Jeong's camp, which Zuko apparently hadn't known about. There was a chance it was gone, since Zhao had been bragging about some kind of recent win. Zuko hadn't really been paying attention, since he didn't care about Zhao's grand standing.

Neither of them really had to worry about that now, though.

Aang came back looking haunted. Apparently, they had been announcing Zhao's crimes to the tribe, along with his punishment. The Admiral had been shouting and screaming, but not for his life. Till the end, even as they dragged him away, Zhao seethed anger and hatred.

"Spiritually isn't practiced as much in the Fire Nation anymore," Zuko said, as they took off. "But Agni, the sun spirit... Supposedly, Agni watches us and when we die, decides where we go based on if we brought glory to the Fire Nation? I never really understood. But if thats right, I know Agni would agree that his end was deserved."

"How can you say that?" Aang hissed, hands tight on the reins. "He's your countryman. Was..."

Katara reached a hand put, placing it on Aang's shoulder. "The individual nations have the right to serve justice when someone breaks their laws. You gave your point of view, and thats what matters. Its good that you didn't try to force them to follow your rules."

Aang slouched, defeated. "I just don't think its right for someone to decide another has to die..."

Katara glanced at Sokka and Zuko. Both were looking as nervous as she felt. She, Sokka, and Zuko all knew Ozai had to 'go down', as they had been saying. Did Aang not realize that likely meant killing the man?

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for breaking off a friendship without an explanation after a boundary has been crossed repeatedly?

This is one of those "happened a while ago, but still on my mind" stories. I (then 26F) had a long-term close friendship with a classmate from highschool (then 25F) in which we'd been really through a lot together, too much to recount here.

Relevant to the story is that I had just survived cancer a few months earlier, though. Also probably relevant is that we had started drifting apart a little bit recently anyway, because I wasn't as available for daily phone calls anymore due to a new job and a new relationship.

To get to the matter of the friendship break-up fight: I usually proofread her papers for university as a courtesy, she didn't proofread mine, which I didn't mind - orthography is a skill of mine and she showed up for me in different ways. Now it was time for her to write her graduation thesis and I had agreed to help her with it if (!) she managed to finish it a couple days before the deadline this time, because I knew I was gonna be busy on the weekend of the deadline (hand-in on Monday morning). She had a history of procrastination, so I made that clear beforehand.

Friday evening rolls around, she hasn't send me anything yet and I figure she has it covered or found someone else to help her out.

On Saturday evening I'm entertaining guests, two friends who were emigrating halfway across the globe for work the next week. I haven't looked at my phone in hours, as I find that really rude on such a special occasion. I get a call on the landline from my thesis friend, telling me she's done and demanding I get on it immediately. I tell her that I'm busy hosting friends, and that I don't know when I'll next see these two.

She gets nasty. Demands again that I get right on it and to throw my guests out now. I can only put this down to severe stress. I tell her that I'll do it Sunday morning, but not now, and hang up. I get back to my goodbye party. Sunday morning I do the proofreading, send it back to her, we talk a little on the phone and I can tell she's still mad at me for blowing her off.

When I probe a bit and ask what's wrong, she blows up at me and tells me that she had expected better of me, that she expected me to be there for her and not other people in her time of need because she was there for me when I had cancer. That I should count myself lucky because unlike some other friends, she didn't leave me over my illness. (Which did happen, other friends left.)

I get very upset and tell her how much that hurts, that I don't feel it's fair to have this brought up in this context and that if she uses my cancer against me again, friendship over. She hands in her thesis on Monday, gets an A- for it.

Fast forward a couple months, a common friend calls me and tells me my thesis friend had said some incredibly rude things about me and she worries. I have her tell me the story and lo and behold, it's the same complaints: I wasn't grateful enough, didn't value her sacrifice during my chemo enough (visiting me in the same city every two weeks to watch shows together), she expected more devotion etc.

I tell the shared friend and thank you and block the thesis friend on all social media and my phone. I get calls from a hidden number at an insane rate for a week, which I don't pick up, and then that stops too - I'm still not sure if that was her, but the timing was... weird.

The shared friend tells the thesis friend that she told me, so the thesis friend definitely knows what caused me to block her - but I wasn't the one who told her why. Some of our shared friends still feel like I was an asshole for cutting her out like this, so am I?

What are these acronyms?

[jwk7]

request: Can I ask for a hurt/comfort, angst to fluff onseshot fic for Rowaelin? A second chance romance or their transformation from friends to lovers if you will? I would love to read it!

warning(s): none, just some light angst

word count: 531

a/n: this is my first fic, so please be gracious; i just thought it’d be interesting to touch on rowan’s emotional side since it isn’t explored very much in the series. anyways, i hope you enjoy!

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Aelin sat at her desk in the castle of Orynth late one night, pouring over a stack of diplomatic documents by candlelight. Despite the matter at hand, she found her mind continually drifting to her consort, Rowan.

Over the past couple of weeks, the Fae prince had been acting unusually distant. Though he maintained a stoic demeanor around the members of their court, he was more open and relaxed when he was alone with Aelin. However, he had recently begun conversing with her through grunts and short phrases when he didn't happen to be avoiding her altogether.

Aelin's heart ached at the thought of him slipping through her fingertips, and she couldn't ignore it anything longer. Ever the one to take action, she stood up and stormed into their shared bedroom that connected with the study.

The Fae prince was asleep and the sound of his light snores filled the large bedroom. Aelin placed her hands on her hips, debating whether or not to wake him. She decided to and shook his broad shoulders. After a few seconds, his eyes fluttered open, and he wiped the tiredness from them.

"What's going on?" He asked, his voice gravelly.

"We need to talk." Aelin responded, and sat down on the bed beside him.

"You've been avoiding me." She stated, not able to make eye contact with him.

"What?" Rowan looked just as confused as he had been before, and sat up in the bed. "I haven't been avoiding you, Aelin." "Yes, you have." Aelin replied firmly, managing to look into his eyes. "And I want to know why. Is it something I've done? Has the pressure of assisting me in ruling Terrasen gotten to you?"

"I've been thinking about Lyria." Rowan answered.

"What about her?" Aelin asked. She knew that Rowan had once loved his deceased wife, and felt responsible for how she died. "I- just.." Rowan began, and ran a hand through his silver hair in frustration as he tried to formulate his thoughts into words. He took a deep breath, and spoke with a hint of vulnerability in his voice. "I feel guilty that I'm here, the King of Terrasen, while she's in the heavens."

Aelin reached out and twined her fingers with his. Rowan shivered at her touch, though he didn't pull away. He stared up at the ceiling, and then looked at Aelin, his green eyes pools of emotion.

"She deserves this. Not me." Rowan croaked, gesturing to their surroundings. As tears began in the Fae prince's eyes, Aelin pulled him into a tight embrace. She allowed him to sob into her shoulder, his tears staining the fabric of her nightgown.

After Rowan had settled down a bit, Aelin rested her chin on his head. She stroked her fingers through his mop of silver hair, and looked out the window. The mountains stood in the distance, and a smattering of stars could be seen in the inky sky. The moon shone above, bathing the room in a metallic light.

"I love you, Buzzard." Aelin murmured, using a teasing nickname she had once coined for him.

"I love you too, Fireheart." Rowan whispered back, a smile tugging at his lips.

[bellamyblake]

Hi! I love your posts and meta and the way you answer questions in general. I was wondering bc i saw on twitter that someone made a poll about which thing that bellamy never talked to with clarke, we would've loved to seen on the show and i believe the mount weather hanging won over octavia h/tting him after lincoln died. i was wondering what you thought about it-which would you have preferred?

Hey. Thank you so much for the nice words, I'm glad you enjoy my gifs and answers, though I haven't had that many questions send in recently.

I actually saw that twitter poll, I believe it was made by my friend ohsupernaturall and I did ask myself the same question you're asking now-which I would've rather seen discussed? The thing is to answer it, perhaps we have to look at it from two sides-maybe in a way through the shipper lenses and then again through the character and more specifically Bellamy-lenses.

I think that if Clarke knew the torture he went through in Mount Weather, it would've benefited bellarke's relationship more and that makes sense because him being sent there was something they were both involved into together and one decision (hers and his because he did volunteer to go inside) results into his torture and everything that happened to him inside. I believe it was necessary for them to have discussed it and I am really angry that never happened. They had a lot of things to talk about that they never did but this and Bellamy limping through the forest trying to get her in 3x02 (which was also an option in the poll if i remember correctly) were the two things I am so, so angry about. I think that had they talked about it, they would've been brought even closer. Moreover it would've mended the anger in Bellamy's heart over her leaving.

Now if it comes to Bellamy actually like actually telling her about this I'm not sure that he would've, simply because I think he knew that her finding out about this would make her feel even worse about the decisions they've made when it came to Mount Weather. He's selfless and we know that's one of his greatest qualities but he's also quiet in his suffering and punshes himself over and over again internally, so he wouldn't just go and say-Hey you know what happened to me in mount weather? They chained me, cleaned me up like an animal and hung me upside down. I only freed myself by killing a man and then meeting his child.

It just not Bellamy. If she had ever found out, I imagine it happening through someone else-Monty, Raven, Jasper, I don't know who but not through him and that would've made her even sadder imo.

Now when it comes to the b.eating, I actually did vote for that. Perhaps it's because I've written a few fanfics in an alternate universe where Clarke takes care of his bruises after O,ctavia beats him and I'm a bit biased but I feel like I really wanted this to happen. I wanted Clarke to be angry at O,ctavia about it, I wanted her to take care of him and make sure he knew he didn't deserve that. I think that I prefer this happening more because it would've opened the door to discuss Bellamy more as a character and actually would've extended the discussion on the Blake siblings relationship as a whole instead of the stupid linear-he was bad in s3, he killed L,incoln, he's to blame and he deserved it and it's not abuse (coming from the CLs).

Yes, he did it because he thought he deserved it, he did it for her and he'd do anything for her. In fact, I'm pretty sure that since it got so bad, he would've let her kill him and we knew she wanted to do it but tried very hard not to, we saw this in season 4 and she had said it herself. Anyway, I was doing that gif today from 3x13 and I noticed how he stared at the stick O,ctavia was holding when they were by the fire in the beginning of the episode and how he looked just for a second there afraid and then closed off as if he knew that she may try to hurt him again and I wondered-would he let her do it? The answer to which would probably be yes, he would-he'd do anything if it meant helping her and I feel like I wanted Clarke to talk to him about this more, I wanted her to tell him he didn't have to do this, he doesn't need to take it on his shoulders, all of it.

I do like that she talked to him a little about Lncoln's death not being his fault later on in that episode but I feel like she should've been outraged by what O,ctavia had done the same way he was outraged when it came to so many things concerning Clarke starting from season 1 going onto season 6 things like her possibly drinking the poison moonshine when they tried to have peace talks with Lxa or his desperation about her leaving by the end of s2 and trying to talk her out of it or how he f*cking saved her life in 6x10 and then was mad when she was ready to go back in Sanctum and pretend she was still josephine and that was talking about with the other characters too (when Gabriel said Bellamy wouldn't like this).

I know people here will say but Clarke has been angry when it came to him being stupid too like in 4x03 when she said He will be inside once they closed the door or when she wrote down his name because she believed he deserved it or when she saw him chained by Roan in s4 and yes I do agree with all those things, which is why I wished for that moment to have happened too, for them to have had the time to talk about this abuse and for Clarke to be angry at O,ctavia, to even be protective of him, to not want to leave him alone. And that would've helped the blakes relationship as well imo. Because the whole time Clarke's relationship to Bellamy's relationship with his sister has been *I offer quiet support and try to give him some reassurance but stay out of it* when I feel like sometimes he needed to be grabbed and shaken hard and told that no, he's not doing something bad by turning his back on his sister, by leaving her on the dropship in season 6, by telling her she isn't his responsibility anymore. And he shouldn't have had to get there alone let alone the fact that it should've happened 3 seasons earlier. Their relationship was left in a stagnant point after season 1, I thoroughly agree with that.

I can also talk a lot about O,ctavia coming to terms that what he did to her happened through Hope and there are good and bad things about this but that's a whole other subject.

[porkcracker]

Found family dynamic with the reader (Tfa optimus, prowl, bulkhead, ratchet, sari and bumblebee) please. Basically a scenario where the reader feels like they don’t matter and then team prime comes and comforts them and that they care about them and are apart of there family.

Hello hello, so this took way longer than planned due to holiday stress, but alas I still hope you like it. The focus ended up being more on Bumblebee, Sari and Bulkhead, than the others. Sorry. Thank you for requesting and have fun reading.

GN!Reader & Team Prime (TFA)

After having met the Autobots a lot of things, both amazing and frightening happened to you. At first surprise, shock and adrenaline kept you very much distracted from any or all second or third thoughts you could have had, but recently things had been quieter and you had time to think.

And think you, but quickly your thoughts were filled with all these little moments and ideas you had pushed away just as quickly as they came.

What were you in the eye of these beings beyond a small inconinconvenience? You couldn't bring anything useful to the table and in any emergency situsituation they would need to protect you.

Hell, even Sari, a literal child, was more helpful and less of a burden than you yourself.

Maybe you should keep a little distance between yourself and the team? Make them feel less like they would need to watch out for you at all times.

Deep in thoughts as you were, you did not notice that the team had started to notice your visible absence. Sari looked around the open room with open curiosity and a letting out a thoughtful hum as she did so, which was quick to draw Bumblebee's attention.

"What are you looking for?", he inquired as he leaned down a little. Sari's head quickly snapped up to meet his optics and didn't hesitate to reveal her thoughts to her best friend. "Do you know where [Y/N] is? I haven't seen them for a bit."

From that point on, it didn't take long until the entire team was more or less actively looking for their human friend. Meanwhile you didn't notice them at all as you were still deep in your own thoughts as more and more doubts started to fill your head.

In the end it was Prowl who found you first.

"[Y/N], there you are. We've been looking for you all over." His sudden appearance startled you out of your thoughts and once the information registered in your brain you looked to the side embarrassed as the negative thoughts flared up once more. "Sorry, didn't mean to worry everyone. I'm fine, just thinking about stuff.", you were quick to try and brush the ninja off, while also reassuring him.

A slight frown settled on the bots faceplate and he send a ping to the rest of the team before leaning closer to your form. "Are you sure? It does not seem like it. I am more than willing to lend you an audial.", the ninja offered, watching your reaction closely. The way you avoided looking at him and your slumped shoulders telltale signs for discomfort and other negative emotions he couldn't quite decipher.

Before either of you could have said more, Bumblebee, Bulkhead and Sari arrived and quickly made their way over. Sari was sitting on Bulkheads shoulder and waved excitedly upon spotting you. "[Y/N], there you are! We were looking for you, why weren't you're- hey, what's wrong?", she interrupted herself upon realising how defeated and sad you looked.

Seeing as the three were most likely better suited to talk with you, Prowl gave a last considering look towards you, before quietly leaving.

The three newcomers didn't pay much attention to him though, instead they were quite focused on their unhappy friend. Sliding down from Bulkheads shoulder, Sari settled down next to you. "So?", she inquired again, giving you a gentle poke.

Faced with three curious and concerned faces, you relented with a small sigh. "It's just...in comparison to you all I'm just, you know, useless. Sari, still has her abilities and all, but I'm not in anyway helpful. " You avoided looking into their direction as you talked, already feeling bad for bothering them with your problems, as they already had enough of their own.

There was a moment a silence, before you were pulled into an energic hug by the girl next to you. You wheezed a little at the sudden lack of air, but the sudden swell of words were quick to distract you again.

"That's not true at all. You're not useless!", Sari exclaimed, "You're just as helpful as me, if not more. It just wouldn't work without you, heck, even Ratchet likes you." As the girl talked, Bulkhead carefully scooped the both of you into his servos, to bring you closer to him and Bumblebee.

Once Sari had stopped talking, Bumblebee swooped in to take over, before you could even think of a reply. "She's right, you're just as important as Sari. You're part of the team, we wouldn't be the same without you here. Without you it would only be half as fun and Ratchet would be even more grumpy than he is and the bossbot would miss you a lot too."

Cradled in Bulkheads servos and wrapped in Sari's arms, you could feel your mood raise as your doubts were overtalked with your friends caring words.

A small smile, slipped onto your face and you quietly thanked your friends- family as they chased the negative thoughts away.

[i-arch-my-backula]

To, I was wondering if you could write a FTM reader x Rick grimes where the reader is really exhausted and depressed and doesn't have motivation for anything and Rick helps him?

I'd love to write this for you. I haven't been watching TWD as much recently so forgive me if this is out of character. I'm also still on season three. But I love writing gay things for y'all. This is also set in the after the prison and in a random location because I don't know where they went after that lol even though I'm decently into season four. Can be read as romantic or platonic.

I do care: Rick Grimes x ftm reader

Warnings: Vague descriptions of readers body, mention of top surgery scars, depressed reader, Rick tries his best, Rick helps reader shower in a non-sexual way

It's been becoming clearer and clearer that you're not doing well mentally. A month ago you were barely able to help out around camp, but now all you can manage to do is stay in bed, and maybe go to the bathroom if you can gather enough energy. Now that you're staying at a farm house it's very clear you're not doing well.

Rick noticed how you've been declining mentally over the past month. When he was a cop he had to do wellness checks and he can see those symptoms in you too. So when he got up extra early one day and found you still awake he knew he had to do something to help you. He pushes your 'bedroom' door open further and walks in.

"Hey uh Y/N. I need to talk to you," He says. You look over at him from where you're laying but you can't bring yourself to sit up, "I've noticed you've been acting like this for awhile and I wanted to know what's going on," Rick takes a seat by your bed and looks up at you, "Is it that uh, feeling you get sometimes where you don't feel man enough?" You'd laugh at his words if you weren't so exhausted.

"I feel man enough Rick. I just can't get myself out of bed right now. If you want to feed me to the walker outside go ahead." You mumble. Rick stiffens and quickly gets closer to you.

"I'd never do that. I'd also never let you die on my watch. Has someone suggested that's gonna happen to you?" He asks, his tone coming off more aggressive than it is comforting. You shake your head.

"No one said that to me. But I know y'all are thinking about it. I mean why not. I'm a burden right now anyway. Why not do it?" Rick runs a hand over his mouth and sighs.

"I'm not going to let you die. I'm also not going to let you waste away in bed anymore. When was the last time you showered?" He asks, his tone still more aggressive than it is comforting. You shrug.

"I don't know, probably a few weeks ago," You say. Rick stands up and holds out his hand for you, "You're trying to get me to shower?" You ask, looking up at him.

"I'm going to make you shower, even if I have to stand behind you and keep you upright. Now make this easy on me." You sigh and slowly sit up. Rick watches carefully and makes sure once you're up, you'll stay up. Once you're sitting up, Rick pulls you up to your feet and lets you lean against him as he walks you to the bathroom.

"Rick we need to save the water we have. I know there's that well pump outside but showering shouldn't take priority." You say and he sits you down on the sink counter.

"I want you to shower because you're starting to smell like a damn walker. Doesn't help you have all that dried blood on you." He says. You sigh in defeat.

"Fine. If you insist on getting me clean I'll shower." You say. Rick smiles and grabs some soap and turns on the shower head. You take off your shirt and start to undo your pants. You notice Rick staring at your top surgery scars.

"I told you about them before Rick. They're just surgery scars," You say, slipping off your shoes and pants. You feel the water and quickly tell you can't wash your body fully. You look back to Rick and he seems to understand what's going on, "Can you help me?"

"Of course I can. Just tell me where I should wash." He says, taking his shirt off and tossing it aside to keep it dry. You slip off your boxers and manage to keep yourself standing.

"Upper body is fine. I can do my lower half if you help me stand," You hold your arms up and stand under the water, letting it wash over your hair and body. Rick starts to wash the soap over your arms, avoiding looking down at you, "You don't have to try to hard to ignore my body. I've already done enough of that for a lifetime." You chuckle. Rick smiles slightly and moves over to your other arm.

He washes over the rest of your upper body, being more careful around your scars, making you chuckle again. He eventually hands you the soap and hold one of your hands.

"I'll uh, help you stay standing." He says, looking away from you as you start to wash off your lower half. Rick keeps his eyes off of you the entire time until you turn off the water. He hands you a towel and you wrap it around your hips.

"Thank you Rick. Now I can go sit in my bed again but this time I'll be clean." You joke.

"No. I actually wanted to take you to go eat something since you haven't been eating much at all." He says. Still holding your hand he walks you back into a bedroom and starts digging through some clothes.

"I thought me not eating was a good thing. We need to ration some food." You say, taking some boxers Rick hands you.

"Carl and Deshawn went out and got more food. Enough for you to eat a small meal. Don't fight me on this or I will force feed you." He says in the tone of a joke, but there's an air of seriousness to it. He hands you some jeans and you put them on too.

"You're really set on me not dying huh?" You joke back as Rick hands you more clothes. You pull on a shirt and flannel. Rick adds a belt with an empty gun holster, socks, and your old shoes.

"I am. Now you'll get your knife back after you eat something," He says. Helping you up from the bed and walking you downstairs, to the kitchen. He sits you down at the table and gives you a water bottle with lots of dust on the outside and an opened can of fruit cocktail and three fried pieces of spam. You look down at the food and he hands you a fork, "You're not leaving this table until you eat at least half of that."

"Alright Rick," You say, picking up the spam and taking a bite out of it. You eat in silence for a couple minutes until you feel it start to become awkward, "Why do you care so much about me?" You ask, opening your water bottle.

"Is there something wrong with caring about you?" He asks. You shake your head and take a sip.

"I just haven't been here as long as everyone else and you didn't have to take me in. You don't have to care about me."

"But I do, and I will."

"Thank you Rick." You say before you start eating again.

[generaltrashshecox]

Anthony starts to have an anxiety/panic attack with filming, doesn’t tell anybody that’s what it is so he goes to his office to deal with it by himself. Even though Damien wasn’t told what was happening he’s got experience with attacks like it (whether it’s with him or he has friends who have had them is up to you) so he goes to Anthony’s office to make sure he doesn’t have to go through it alone. What happens after that is up to you.

Anthony felt the familiar tightness in his chest, the tingling throughout his body, the shortness of breath, the fear... Why? Nothing was happening why now? It hadn't happened in years what was triggering it? He didn't know what he did know is he wanted to be in his office before anyone noticed. He took some deep breaths trying to ignore the tremble in his hands as he asked if they were done with the shoot. Everyone nodded and he smiled before making a beeline to his office. He sat on the couch in there trying to take deep breaths.

"You're okay you're okay..." he quietly repeated to himself. Then there was a faint knock on his door.

"Anthony?" a voiced asked concerned. Damien? What was he doing here?

"Do you need something?" He hesitated.

"Well no I just... Wanted to check on you," the man said softly. "I saw you were shaking-" dammit "and I uh got worried. I'm sorry I know it's none of my business I just-"

"No no you're fine... You can come in if you want I'm fine," he said gently trying to keep his voice even. The door opened and Damien stepped in closing the door behind him. His eyes ran over him looking him over and Anthony tried supress the shake but the eyes seemed to make the tremble worse as well as the overall anxiety. He took a shaky breath.

"You don't look fine," Damien said bluntly before his eyes went wide and he covered his mouth. "Sorry I didn't mean to-"

"It's... It's fine," he said putting his head in his hands. "I'm not doing well I-" he swallowed thickly. "Panic attack. Haven't had one in years and yet-" he felt the sting behind his eyes. Damien fidgeted.

"Could I sit?" he asked gesturing to the couch beside him. Anthony nodded. "I just wanted to say sometimes things like this come out of nowhere. Maybe it's from everything new and changing. You're happy of course but it's a huge change and our bodies and brains are weird." He nodded. At least that was true. He was only a few weeks into owning Smosh again and things were still very new. But still why now? "Do you want to talk about something? Take your mind off of things?" he asked gently.

"Sure," he said needing anything to get his mind off the fear coursing through his body.

"So... Have you played anything new lately? I started the new Legend of Zelda and I've really been liking it. If you haven't started it you should. I know you and Ian are a bit of old heads about games but it's really good," he said hoping to help. Anthony smiled.

"No I've started it thankfully. It's really good I just haven't had much time with everything," he said truthfully. He didn't have much time for anything but he did try and squeeze a few hours of gaming in.

"Awesome! Then I won't spoil ya. We should play sometime ya know? Like at company game nights or something. I would definitely like to get to know my other boss better," he said looking at him, an excited smile on his face. That was right he'd started just as he was leaving just missing him as he was working on Games.

"I'd like that too. You seem like a caring person Damien... Hell you don't even really know me and yet you still came in to check on me," he said with and Damien shook his head.

"It's not much. I just understand what it feels like ya know? My mental health has always been meh and it wasn't until recently I found some other things... I never want people to feel alone so when I saw you I felt like I had to help... Sorry that was dumb," he said sheepishly. "Anyways anything new you've gotten into? I have a few new projects coming up that I'm excited for!"

"Tell me about them," he wasn't up for much talking but listening to Damien was definitely helping.

"Ooh well a lot of them are kept under wraps NDAs and all that but they're very exciting. Let's just say my resume is getting full. Though one I think I can talk about," he said giddily. "Just promise not to tell anyone please?" Anthony made a movement crossing his heart. "Okay good... I'm playing the love interest in a shojo. It's honestly fucking insane really I grew up watching anime and suddenly I'm playing a pretty anime boy? It feels like a dream honestly same with all the games I voiced in. A few I can't talk about but so many and it's exciting! Sorry I feel like I'm rambling..."

"No no I enjoy listening it's part of my job ya know? It's super exciting and I'm happy for you, really. I'm glad things are working out but I hope you stick around," he said jokingly.

"Don't worry I'm not leaving any time soon," he said with a smile. "Are you feeling a little better now?" Anthony froze from a moment. He still felt the tingling of the adrenaline as it wore away and could feel his heart race just a little faster but he was calming down thankfully.

"Yeah a little. Thanks really... That probably would've lasted longer if you didn't help me," he said chuckling darkly. He knew the feeling well...

"It's no problem dawg honestly. I just wanted to help and I'm glad I could." Anthony nodded again. He checked his watch and saw it was almost lunch time. He clapped a hand on Damien's shoulder.

"How about we get lunch? My treat as thanks for helping me," he said smiling. Damien looked a bit taken aback but he agreed.

"Uh sure. Thank you," he said softly.

"It's no problem really... Dawg." Damien rolled his eyes and laughed. "C'mon let's get going." He couldn't help but feel grateful for his company in the moment. He'd have to thank him properly at some point but lunch felt like a nice start.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Ahoy Steph 🙌, I was wondering if you could tell us a little bit about yourself and what kind of tropes and stories you enjoy? Wanna get to know a little more about who is behind the blog if you don't mind🤸

Hey Nonny!

Sorry for the delay in a reply... just haven't "felt it" the past couple months, and after a nice 2 week break (and now a slow day at work), I feel more up to answering a long-form ask today, LOL.

So, I won't reveal too much about myself that isn't already public, since I try to keep my online and personal lives separate (and I come from an age where people usually DID do this because no one needs to know every little bit about you). The basics are that I'm a 41-year-old Canadian dork who loves video games, animation, movies, drawing, writing, and making music. I'm a graphic designer by trade, and have been for nearly 20 years, and I love it (if you need something designed or laid out, hit me up, I freelance on the side for extra spending money). I love dragons and puppies and kitties. I've been in fandom spaces for as long as I can remember, even before the internet. First major fandom I was a part of was Sonic the Hedgehog in my teen years, used to be a pretty popular writer back then. I moved on to Darkwing Duck in my 20s, then TMNT and then Sherlock (I'm a fan of a TONNE more things, but these were the active fanbases I had a presence in). These days I'm more of a lurker than actively participating, though Sherlock has been the longest one I haven't really moved on from. I like the casualness of what I've built here, and I think that's been a huge benefit for my mental health.

Hmm... my fave food is mac and cheese, but had to cut back on it a lot, so these days it's mostly chicken, lol. Fave dessert is cheesecake. Again, not supposed to eat it because of the dairy and sugar, so if I make it, I use lactose-free cheese. I treat myself once-a-year on my birthday, usually.

My current dream is to own a home. I've been trying to make it happen for almost 10 years now, and every time I get close, the goal-post gets shifted as housing prices skyrocket. It makes me very sad.

My dream holiday is a Disney cruise OR somewhere tropical; wanted to do these since I was 20. Secondary dream WAS going back to Disney World for my 40th, but now it's for my 45th or 50th, hopefully with SOMEONE (no one wants to go with me, hence the back-burner on this one). Listen, I know how awful Disney is. I just... really loved being there. It's easy to forget a lot of things when you're there. Third dream is a cross-country LITERAL nostalgia road trip with my sister. We used to go on 2-week-long, cross-Canada road trips when we were kids, and I just... want to kind of relive those, y'know? Lots of fond memories. Again, something that's just a dream because while my sister wants to do it, she doesn't want to be an alternate driver, so. Yeah, I can't do the driving alone.

Uh... Hmm. Not sure what else I should talk about here, if there's something specific y'all want to know, just ask :)

As for fave tropes, I love fake relationship fics the most, I think, followed by pining and movie rewrites with characters... I'm actually pretty easy-going when it comes to tropes, really. Willing to read any trope at least once to see if I like it.

Oddly, though, I prefer stories that are SUPER in-character (to how I read them, anyway) AND focus a lot on character studies and relationships with other characters. Novel-length stories are usually the best for it, but shorter ones can be too. I prefer fanfics more these days because I don't have to think about how these characters SHOULD be and focus more on the world that the author created. When I do read published novels, though, they're usually fantasy books. One of my fave series ever is the Inkheart Trilogy. Just an easy read from book one.

Yeah, so that's a little bit about me, to start off 2023 AND for any newbies that have just recently found me.

Thanks again for your curiosity :) Again, if you have anything you want more elaboration on, I can at my discretion.

[freyayuki]

Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia Current Resources List

Just found out that, sadly and unfortunately, the Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia (DFFOO) mobile game will discontinue or end its service on February 29, 2024.

That announcement came as a shock. Really wish that wasn't true. Wish the game wasn't ending at all.

I talk more about that in another post, but for this one, I wanted to list down the current resources and such that I have in DFFOO.

Want to take as many screenshots as I can, before it all ends, for the memories.

Current Gems in Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia

When we got the end of service announcement news in the game, currently have 1323560 gems on hand. Haven't tried to empty out my gift box in a while so might have a few more gems in there too. Definitely have a lot more from the World of Illusions treasure chests but will talk more about that later.

Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia is really generous. We also get free draws pretty often. And the pulling rates don't seem all that bad either. All this helps with saving resources.

It's also not necessary to pull for every single char that shows up. And it's possible to make most chars work in endgame content. Well, there are some caveats to that, of course. It's easier if they've been updated recently enough or if they can provide some utility or something.

Anyway, I've since come to realize that I've maybe been a bit too stingy when it comes to using my resources in this game. Like I use my tickets often and freely enough but I almost always reserve my gems for pulling for chars who I really want to have.

Sometimes, I also decide not to fully build a char even if I have all of their gear just because I don't think I'll be using them all that much, or I don't feel like I need them, or even just because I don't feel like it. LOL.

Heck, there are even times when I use my tickets on a banner then don't bother to build the char I just pulled for even if I managed to get their gear.

Been saving for upcoming chars and upgrades but sadly, with the game ending soon, we're no longer gonna get those chars and upgrades.

Ended up skipping a number of banners (although still threw a couple hundred tickets for some of these anyway) in favor of saving for future upcoming ones. For instance, was really looking forward to chars like Angeal Hewley from Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII (#ad).

Basically, if it's a char I really want to have, then I make sure to get them. Otherwise, if I don't mind missing out on them or if I don't feel like I need them or don't think I'll be using them much or at all, then I just use my tickets and hope to get lucky or skip the banner entirely.

I don't regret this. I like being able to pull for who I want as well as being able to use the chars who I like or feel like bringing to a fight. Been able to complete all the time limited content we've had so far even if I don't pull for and build all the chars who show up. At least as far as I can remember anyway.

Since the holidays are coming up, I've been wondering if we were going to get a Global-first char or new weapon for an already existing char. Assuming that happens, depending on who the new char or who the new weapon belongs to is, then would either use gems or tickets on said banner.

But if I'd known the game was gonna end soon, and that we wouldn't even get the rest of the chars and content that's in the Japanese version, then I wouldn't have bothered to skip so many banners. Would have just pulled and built all the chars who showed up even if I might not end up using them and/or even if I'm not all that interested in them.

Like I ended up skipping Cissnei from Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII and Arciela V. Adoulin from Final Fantasy XI in favor of saving for future upcoming banners. To be more precise, I did throw lots of tickets on those banners and was thankfully able to get Cissnei's and Arciela's Force (FR) weapons. Didn't get their Burst (BT) weapons though.

Opted to use tickets on those banners instead of gems so I have more resources for future upcoming banners.

But yeah, with over a million gems on hand, I'm pretty sure I could have gemmed both Arciela and Cissnei and still have plenty left over for a lot more banners even if I did end up having to pity those 2. Like I said though, ended up being a bit too stingy in this game when it comes to using my resources.

At least DFFOO added a few banners alongside the end of service announcement news. Sadly, these just feature all of the weapons that have already been released before.

They also made some changes such as making it easier to obtain some resources and such so it should be easier to fully max out chars and get any weapons you might be missing for them.

Looks like it will also be easier to complete the Crystal Rooms and Ultima Weapons and other such upgrades.

So after taking stock of all my current resources and such, will start making use of my gems, pulling on the available banners and trying to complete the rest of my roster.

Ahh, still mad and upset about the fact that the Global version of the game isn't gonna get the rest of the content that's in the Japanese version.

Wish we could have gotten the new playable chars and the new weapons and upgrades for existing chars. Was really looking forward to chars like Angeal.

Current Tickets in Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia

Currently have 179 tickets on hand. As aforementioned, I use my tickets often and freely enough.

Probably have a few more tickets in my gift box as well as in the Summon Boards for chars. Definitely have a lot more from the treasure chests in the World of Illusions.

Player or User Data in Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia

My DFFOO ID is 699770748. My current Rank is 1576.

My current in-game name is set as Genesis. This is meant to refer to Genesis Rhapsodos from Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII. Currently, Genesis is my absolute, most favorite Final Fantasy char.

Been hoping for him to be added as a playable char here in DFFOO for what feels like forever now.

So when I heard that Angeal just got added as the latest playable char in the Japanese version of the game, I thought this greatly increased the chances that Genesis would soon become a playable char here as well.

Suddenly, the idea of Genesis being in Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia didn’t seem like such an impossible dream anymore. Unfortunately, now that dream is dead. Won't even get to try out Angeal since he and a few other chars and upgrades never made it to the Global version of the game. Sigh.

Anyway, can't remember now if "Genesis" had always been my in-game name. I think back when I first started playing DFFOO, it might have been "Cloud". Pretty sure once I set my in-game name to "Genesis", never changed it anymore, and it's been like that ever since.

My current support is set as Sephiroth from Final Fantasy VII. It's been Sephiroth for a long time now. Whenever we get a mission that wants us to change our friend support, I would briefly switch to a different char before switching right back to Sephiroth again.

Sephiroth wasn't always my support though. At one point, my support had been set as Quistis Trepe from Final Fantasy VIII. This was forever ago, way back when we first got the Summon Boards for chars and way back when Quistis was really useful for farming said Boards.

I know I switched my support a few more times before finally settling for Sephiroth but it's been so long now that I can't recall anymore who else I used to set as my support.

My in-game message is currently set as: "ore mo eiyuu ni narunda". Genesis says this line in Crisis Core. Its translation is: "I, too, would like to be a hero".

Pretty sure my in-game message hadn't always been that line but it's been so long since I changed this that I can't remember anymore what it used to be.

As for my current status or badge, IIRC, the one I currently have set was the one we got for clearing the last Dare to Defy event. I usually change my status or badge whenever we get a new one from clearing content. Sometimes, I might also change it to one of the ones that can be obtained from the badge shop.

Stickers in Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia

When the game gave its end of service announcement news, there was another notice that said that they added all past seasonal and time-limited stickers (except for the Dragon Quest of the Stars collab stickers) back to the Dissidia Points Shop. A few new stickers have also been added.

Already have most of the stickers in Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia. IIRC, only missing the New Year 2019 Mog Sticker 1 plus maybe 1 or 2 more other stickers but can't remember for sure anymore.

The game may be ending already but still want to get all the stickers that just showed up in the shop to complete my collection.

I like the stickers in DFFOO. They even come with voice lines. Wish a lot more chars got their own stickers too. Heck, I wish each and every char in this game got their own sticker set.

Took a few screenshots of some of my stickers as well as the ones I'm currently using. Will try to take more once I get the rest of the stickers from the shop, but I'll talk about that in another post.

Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia Dissidia Points Shop

We get Dissidia Points regularly enough that I was soon able to buy all the stickers and voice lines that were in the Dissidia Points Shop.

Well, to be more precise, I bought all the available stickers and voice lines, all except for Sephiroth's Line 1 and Line 3.

Line 1 says: "... Mother... it's almost time."

Line 3 says: "... Good boy."

Just didn't like these lines and somehow never felt like buying them so I just left them in the shop. LOL. Now that the game will end soon, might end up buying these lines anyway.

But my priority will definitely be to get all the stickers that have just shown up in the shop.

There's a lot though so gonna need more Dissidia Points to get everything.

Remaining Content in Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia

Already finished most of the available content in Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia. This isn't including the content that dropped alongside the end of service announcement news though.

The main story goes from Act 1 to Act 4, and I've already cleared or completed all of the available Chapters in these Acts. The Japanese version of the game has like 3 more Chapters but sadly, these will no longer be added to the Global version.

At least these Chapters will still be translated and uploaded to YouTube but still. Wish us Global players had been able to experience playing the remaining Chapters in the game itself.

We're not even getting the rest of the chars and weapons and upgrades that the Japanese version got which still really upsets me. As if the end of service announcement news wasn't depressing enough. Sigh.

Anyway, I always make sure to complete all of the time-limited content that shows up. IIRC, have always been able to do this.

As for the rest of the permanent content in DFFOO:

Abyss Normalis and Perfectum

Six-Warrior Quests

Dimensions' End: Order

Dimensions' End: Pathos

Dimensions' End: Entropy

Dimensions' End: Transcendence

Intersecting Wills

Lost Chapters

Already completed and cleared all of the quests and such available in the content listed above.

As for the World of Illusions - there's a lot of content here, and I've already cleared most of them.

There are multiple treasure chests in each of the World of Illusions Spiritus maps. These chests contain gems, tickets, and Force Stone Fragments. Have yet to open and get the contents of most of these treasure chests.

Anyway, each World of Illusions Spiritus quest fight comes with 3 permanent missions: clear the fight using only certain Crystal Colors, weapons, and Final Fantasy chars.

Since these missions were permanent, whenever these Spritus events dropped, my focus was on clearing the missions that were time limited. If I can clear the permanent missions already, then yay. Otherwise, can just wait until I have more options to make things easier.

By the time the end of service news showed up, already managed to complete all of these permanent missions, all except for the following:

World of Illusions Spiritus: Ramuh - clear this quest only with chars from Final Fantasy VI, Final Fantasy XII, and Final Fantasy Tactics.

World of Illusions Spiritus: Leviathan - clear this quest with chars who use either daggers, swords, and/or bows.

World of Illusions Spiritus: Leviathan - clear this quest with Yellow Crystal, Black Crystal, and/or White Crystal chars.

World of Illusions Spiritus: Leviathan - clear this quest only with chars from Final Fantasy V, FInal Fantasy XV, and Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles.

Will try to complete these permanent missions before the game ends.

The Events tab in DFFOO includes Mog's Gym. This content is permanent. There's Mog's Gym: Novice and Mog's Gym: Intermediate. The latter will only unlock once the former has been fully cleared.

I started Mog's Gym: Novice before but never got to finish it. This is basically a tutorial where Mog teaches the players about the mechanics of this game.

Already know this stuff though. That plus the fact that this content is permanent meant there was no pressure to clear it all as soon as possible.

So although the quests here are really easy, still haven't gotten 'round to clearing everything. Since the game will end soon, planning to finish all of this already.

Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia Training Boards and Force Enhancements

Currently, have 674690 Enhancement Points. Yeah, looks like I have been way too stingy when it comes to using my resources in this game. LOL.

Then again, these points are pretty scarce since we only get like 5k per event unless you get the Moogle Pass. The Character Enhancement Boards for a char's 15cp, 35cp, Ex, LD, and FR all require Enhancement Points.

Getting a char from Force Level 1 to 30 and then later up to 50 also requires Enhancement Points. So each char needs thousands of Enhancement Points just to fully max them out.

Have a few chars that are fully built with all of their Char Boards and FR Enhancements and such unlocked and completed. But for a lot of chars, don't have them fully built at all. I don't bother spending Enhancement Points for chars that I don't use or that haven't been updated in a while.

For some, I only unlock parts of their Char Boards, particularly the tiles that would give me their LD Call and/or LD extension passive. Sometimes, if it's available, I unlock up to their Force Board Echoes and/or Force Board extension passive as well.

Since the game is sadly gonna end soon anyway, now plan to spend these Enhancement Points and fully build and max out the rest of my chars. Looks like it's also possible to get more Points from one of the Exchange Shops that showed up with the end of service announcement news in case I need more.

As for the Summon Boards - most of my chars already have all of their Summon Boards completed. For a few chars, I have their Boards completed but didn't bother to unlock the tiles yet since I wasn't using them and I wanted to save the gems and tickets that came with completing these Boards for future banners.

There are also a few chars whose Boards I haven't farmed at all. This usually applies to the newer chars who just recently got added to the game and who I ended up skipping. If I didn't get all of their weapons, then there was no point farming for their Boards since I wasn't gonna use them anyway.

As for the Wild Points used to help max out a char's Summon Boards- used to have more of these but I ended up using a lot of them in the past in favor of grinding the Boards for some chars so now I don't have a lot of Wild Points anymore.

Since we only get a new char every once in a while these days, it doesn't really matter. Usually, if I actually pull for a new char, then I grind the Summon Boards for them instead of using the Wild Points just as one way to try them out in battle.

Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia Crystal Rooms

Before DFFOO gave its end of service announcement news, I'd been able to complete the entirety of the Green Chamber in the Crystal Room.

Started with the Green Chamber since Sephiroth is a Green Crystal char.

After finishing with the Green Crystal Room, was trying to decide if I should go with the Blue Chamber for Weiss the Immaculate from Dirge of Cerberus: Final Fantasy VII or with the Red Chamber for Kadaj from Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children.

Couldn't make up my mind so ended up just interchanging between the 2 Chambers.

Currently, have 3 passives and 20 nodes unlocked for the Blue Chamber while have 2 passives and 12 nodes unlocked for the Red Chamber.

If Genesis had been added to this game, I wonder what his Crystal Color would have been. Was thinking it would be nice if I can max out the Chamber for his Crystal Color by the time he gets here.

But then again, I thought it wouldn't be that bad even if I don't have the Chamber for his Crystal Color finished yet.

In fact, that might actually be better since then I can bring him to the weekly Crystal fight and get to use him while working on completing said Crystal Chamber.

Of course, now I know that's sadly never gonna happen. Sigh. But the same thing applies to Sephiroth, Weiss, Kadaj, and Angeal.

Sephiroth was part of my weekly Green Crystal team so I got to use him while working on powering up my Green Crystal chars. Likewise, Kadaj is part of my Red Crystal team while Weiss is part of my Blue Crystal team.

I know Angeal is a Yellow Crystal char so was planning to work on the Yellow Chamber once he gets here so I can bring him as part of my weekly Yellow Crystal team.

Was looking forward to that as well as eventually finishing all of the Crystal Rooms.

I thought when the game gave its end of service announcement news that we wouldn't be able to complete the entirety of the Crystal Rooms anymore since we normally only get a few of the Sparkles needed to unlock passives and nodes in the Chambers each week unless there's a special campaign going on.

But now clearing the weekly Crystal quest will give thousands of Sparkles so it looks like it should be possible to fully finish the Crystal Rooms before the game ends.

Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia Materials for Refining

Have lots of resources in DFFOO. Have lots of the materials needed to limit break weapons as well as the ones needed to upgrade weapons and armor.

Yeah, guess I really ended up being a bit too stingy when it comes to using my resources in this game. LOL.

Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia Inventory

Currently, have 580/700 gear while the number of weapons I've upgraded is 145.

Will talk more about the weapons and armor and such that I have for each char in another post.

Summons in Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia

DFFOO has 13 summons, all of which I currently have maxed out.

In the Japanese version of the game, the Odin summon can go up to Level 50. Really sad that the Global version of the game won't be getting the Odin event as well as a few other events and content anymore.

Wish the rest of the content that the Japanese version got also still made it to the English version.

Also, it's too bad that the Chocobo and Sylph summons never got upgraded past Level 20 and that we never got another summon.

Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia Ultima Weapons

Currently, have 4 fully maxed out Ultima Weapons (UW):

Greatsword which is currently equipped to Sephiroth

Sword which is currently equipped to Weiss

Special or Unique which is currently equipped to Kadaj

Spear which is currently equipped to Aranea Highwind from Final Fantasy XV

Also have 725 Providence Cores on-hand so I could have made another Ultima Weapon and gotten that up to Level 4. A total of 800 Providence Cores is needed to fully max out a Ultima Weapon.

Was planning to cast or create my 5th Ultima Weapon but had yet to make up my mind on which one. I thought I'd wait for the next month's (December 2023) schedule to help me make a choice.

Like if Rufus Shinra from Final Fantasy VII was gonna show up already and if I decide to pull for him, then I could cast a Gun Ultima Weapon.

But instead of news about the next month's schedule, we got an end of service announcement so sadly, Rufus, Angeal, and a few other chars and upgrades will never make it to the Global version of the game. Sigh. Still really upset about that.

Anyway, I used to have a maxed out Fist Ultima Weapon for Cid Raines from Final Fantasy XIII and Tifa Lockhart from Final Fantasy VII. Then I switched it to the Spear UW for Aranea since I was currently working on the Blue Crystal Room.

At one point, way, way back, used to have a Staff or Rod Ultima Weapon. This was way back when Ultima Weapons had just been introduced to the game and we didn't have a lot of Providence Cores yet.

Reset Stones in Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia

Reset Stones are used to remove activated Spheres without losing them so they can be used again later. If you don't use a Reset Stone and just overwrite an activated Sphere with a different one, then you'll lose the first Sphere.

When Reset Stones were first introduced in DFFOO, everyone got 3 for free. That seemed like forever ago.

Never ended up using any of my Reset Stones. Was always thinking that I'll save them for when Genesis finally gets added to DFFOO.

Because of course I'll want him to have the best of everything. So if I already ended up equipping the best Spheres for him on another char and can't get anymore copies of said Sphere, then I'll gladly use my Reset Stones.

With the game ending soon, don't need to save my Reset Stones anymore so if there's a reason to use them now, then I guess I will. LOL.

Conclusion

So what about you? What do you think about the news that DFFOO is ending its service on February 29, 2024? Are you planning to keep on playing the game until the end? Feel free to share your thoughts and opinions by leaving a comment below or by reblogging or replying to this post.

Notes:

screenshots are from my Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia game account

[peaceesells]

IM SORRT IVE BEEN INACTIVE IVE HAD ABSOLUTELY ZERO MOTIVATION-

Anyways I recently reread The Outsiders and it continues to be my favorite book since I read it in 7th grade so here's this quirky little story about being friends with the gang idk

Warnings: this is actually ass but I haven't written something in a while so take it and be grateful.

Can you tell Two-bit is my favorite 🧍‍♀️

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You sat on the Curtis's porch taking to Ponyboy. A cigarette lay between your fingers. You didn't hang around the gang much; you had your own group of friends but they didn't invite you to do much anymore so you started hanging out with Pony more, who means you hung out with the gang more.

I mean, you'd sometimes walk with Ponyboy and Johnny to the drive in and you hung out with Two-bit Alot in school and he'd sometimes drive you because you live a few houses down from him, and when you went to the gas station for a pop, you'd talk to Soda if he wasn't busy and Steve would hop into the conversation.

"Y/n, are you doing anything later?" Ponyboys voice interrupted your thoughts. "Uh, no, I don't think so. My mom's busy working." You took a drag of your cigarette, feeling the hot smoke burn your throat and fill your lungs.

"Wanna go to the nightly double with me, Johnny, and Two-bit later? They're not playing any interesting movies, but it's something to do." You nodded. "Yeah, sure, I think I'm gonna head home first." You stood up, throwing your cigarette to the floor and stomping out the remaining flame. "See ya Ponyboy." You smiled at him and walked off the porch, unlatching the chain linked gate and closing it behind you.

Your house isn't far from Ponyboys but it's definitely a walk. You kicked a stone across the sidewalk, the summer heat in Oklahoma was unbearable and your thick leather jacket that you always wore wasn't helping but you didn't feel like carrying it so you just dealt with the heat.

You finally made it back to your house, you threw your jacket on the couch and made your way to your room to get ready.

You and Two-bits headed out at the same time, so you walked together, you met up with pony and Johnny at the corner store. And you guys made your way to the drive-in, two-bit was going on about something none of you really understood. It started with him talking about something he had swiped and then it turned into whatever he was talking about now

You four hopped over the large chain-linked fence near the corner of the drive in where no one would see you. If anyone did, I don't think they'd even care, but you got in with no problems.

"I'm goin' to get some popcorn, come on y/n." Two-bit threw his arm over your shoulder playfully as you walked towards the building where they had snacks, he had noticed a few socs and he was talking about them, quite loud might I add. "Shut up Two-bit..." you mumbled, also looking looking at the socs, who were looking at both of you with an unamused expression.

"Aw they won't do nothin'" he had a stupid smirk on his face as he watched the socs mumble something before walking away, Two-bit chuckled and patted your head "see what did I tell ya, they ain't doin nothin, too many people around."

You made it to the concession stand and it just so happened that the socs Two-bit was bad mouthing had come in line behind you. 'Oh great, here we go..' you thought to yourself.

Two-bit had noticed them way before you did and he was keeping an eye on them. They didn't do much, but they were definitely talking, calling you greasers and any other thing they could think that would offend you. You just ignored them.

You finally got your cokes and popcorn, it felt like it took forever, especially with those socs behind you. They didn't shut up until you two had left. You were shocked that two-bit hadn't started cursing back at them. He's always finding an excuse to talk badly about socs. You tried not to think about it much though.

You guys found Johnny and Ponyboy and handed them their drinks and sat down, Two-bit sat beside Johnny and you sat beside Two-bit. The movie was pretty boring. You barely understood what was going on, but you all sat and watched, not silently, of course. You swore you four would get kicked out at any minute with all the noise you were making and the fact that people were telling you to shut up didn't help, but nothing happened.

You guys left after the first movie, you all found it pretty boring, even Ponyboy. So you guys left. You didn't want to call it a night, so you just walked around town, you ran into Tim Shepard. You'd never spoken to him before, but of course, the guys had. He was looking for Dally. He always seemed to be looking for Dallas Winston. You told him you hadn't seen him and Tim was gone.

"What does he want with Dallas?" You asked, looking over at Ponyboy, he just shrugged. "Dally probably stole something of Tim's or something, no big deal." Two-bit. chimed in. Johnny was silent like usual, he'd only said a few things that night. He walked with his hands in his jean jacket pockets.

You had basically walked around the whole town trying to find something to do. You guys had made your way back to your neighborhood though, and decided to take a break the in the lot. The summer night was cool, it felt good, especially since it was so hot earlier.

Ponyboy had to go home, it was almost his curfew and he didn't want to be on Darrys' bad side tonight. You all told him bye and goodnight, now it was just you, Johnny, and Two-bit. It was surprisingly peaceful, you had found an old box of playing cards you had left the last time you were at the lot with the gang and you started playing slapjack. You and Johnny weren't that good, Two-bit kept winning.

You don't know why you didn't hang out with them much. You always thought they found you annoying, but the gang actually seemed to enjoy your company. Probably because you were also a greaser, it made you happy that they liked you and they invited you to do stuff with them, they never made you feel left out like you're friends at school. This summer was definitely going to be fun..

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[fledglingmaster]

I don't like putting a lot of negativity out and I prefer balance...so I'm going to highlight the good that has happened as well lately. (Mostly talk of birds.)

My stress relief is being in nature. After last week I needed to spend time outside. Plus, I need to get back into the habit of walking. Most of the snow has melted for now.

A few days ago I went for a walk. The place I usually go has some main paved trails that take you around but there are also more natural paths in wooded areas. I enjoy walking both.

There's a local witch that likes hiding crystals for people to find and keep every once and a while. It's just a nice thing to do and it's business promo. She puts them in areas that people usually walk, so not super tucked away. Because of this I haven't found any myself, early bird gets the worm as they say. But I did find a tiny pink dyed heart! I believe it's quartz though it could be agate. Such a small thing but I about cried.

Then I saw my first wild bald eagle. I was seeking a pileated woodpecker, they're fairly elusive around here. I spotted one some months back. My mom also spotted one a few days prior around the same area. As I was looking for a woodpecker, maybe a hawk if I was lucky as they like the same area, an eagle flies over my head! I was in shock! I'm nearing 32 and I've never seen one in the wild, let alone have one fly over. I didn't get a photo but I had the experience, it meant a lot considering everything I've recently gone through.

I continued my walk and ran into the herd of 5 deer that I've been missing dearly. (Thank you, I'll see myself out.) I was able to get pretty close. I think I took my best deer photo yet from one that decided to rest in front of me. I felt so honored. As I'm walking back on the paved trail I hear the eagle vocalizing. If you know what bald eagles sound like, it is the weirdest, dolphin-esque, "that is not a bird" sound. In media, for whatever reason, most birds of prey you hear are actually dubbed over with the cry of a red-tailed hawk. I mean their screams are impressive...still I'd rather hear the bird's actual call. Anyway, the sound came from the river. I've been sharpening my location skills, I'm decent at finding where sounds are coming from. I was able to follow along the river and spot the eagle on the other side. As far away as the eagle was, my photos are poor quality. But once again, just seeing the eagle was magical. I haven't taken the pictures off my camera yet, once I do I'll post them on here.

With all of that happening in one day, I'm taking it as a sign that things are going to be okay.

So yesterday, I went back hoping to see the eagle or deer. If not, just being in nature is lovely. I did find the deer again. I swear it's like they have a gps on them as I'm just pulled to where they are. Deer energy is different from any other animal or human. I never knew how much I connected to them until this summer. After I spent some time with them I heard a woodpecker knocking. I followed it hoping for a pileated but expecting a downy as we have many of them. They're very cute. It was neither! It was a red-bellied woodpecker. They were too high up to get a good photo, but I was able to positively identify them. I'm starting to think I should have an official list to check off for birding.

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Also, I'm so close to being done with work on my teeth. I'm really hoping I can have my smile back by summer. If not, at least I'm closer and I should have my denture this year for sure.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for not talking to my sister?

we both currently live in the same house with our mother and youngest sister, who is in elementary. the sister i don't talk to is about two years younger than me. dont want to give exact ages but we are both early adults now. we haven't spoken in about six years, just small talk that is mostly just me giving her a message or asking if she wants something to eat.

now, i stopped talking to her because we got into a fight because i told her she could not hold my little sibling (at that time my mom was the only one working and i was the one caring for my three siblings, including the eldest who is disabled, and i was the only one who knew how to care for a baby.) and she told me basically to die. and a lot of her words were just stuff she was repeating from my mom who has like this weird thing against me since ive been young, never really knew why. she would yell at me in front of my siblings and still does sometimes, though not as much since shes older. anyway, i didnt speak to my sister for about two weeks because of that and also it was not the first time she spoke to me in such a hurtful way, until some family members noticed and scolded me for it being as i am her older sibling.

i didn't feel like what she said was right but eventually i realized i do love and care for her so i did try to make it up by walking her home from school and hugging her and buying her snacks from the gas station that was near our house at the time. but i guess my actions afected her and ever sense she had no interest in speaking with me, which my mother does still constantly blame me for.

i feel bad and i did try many times to fix things and even still currently although i know she doesnt care for me i do little things for her. but she doesnt want to talk and at this point i don't feel obligated to even want to keep trying to mend our relationship when she doesnt even care.

then recently things kind of went bad, which i won't go too much into detail about, but she ended up going to a mental hospital for a few days for running away and threatening to kill herself. and she made some comments about me to my mom saying that i didn't care about her and its my fault she did those things, which my mom agreed. then she came home after begging my mom to get her and pretended as if nothing happened. i soon found out from my eldest sib (who this sister is closer to) that she only did that in hopes that she could get somethign from my mom but idk what and why she even mentioned me because then some people came around asking me if i abused her or anything and why i didnt talk to her.

but it made me angry and hurt since i have been working to be a better sibling even in this awful household, ive been trying to treat my baby sibling better too so at least she knows she's loved and not alone. i am working and going to school while she (sibling i am not talking to) gets to sit at home. i get her gifts and she doesnt even thank me. i still love her even though she hates me so much, even though i know she was just manipulated by our mom to feel that way about me. and for her to say that after ive constantly tried to be there even when she didnt want me it just hurted.

now i am so tired and im preparing to leave the house because i cant do it anymore, although i would hate to leave my younger siblings with my mom. and i think i will give up trying to mend our relationship, because i thought she could change but its becoming to much and i cant be here. i know i should not have stopped speaking with her and i regret it, but i feel like my efforts over the years should be acknowledged too.

and i just need to know am i a bad person for feeling this way? should i even keep trying?

What are these acronyms?