#would anyone be interested in watching streams of me gaming? been thinking of starting a new save file for that…

[looney-mooney-studio]

Been playing a lot of Cult of the Lamb lately, here’s an art of my in-game polyamorous genderfucky Butch Wife, Witness Bathin 💜

[na0koz]

To off set the happiness I wanted to ask what would happen if reader got together with someone else, or showed more interest in them than Jinx. Even with Jinx trying to stop it

Or another thought would be what if reader liked Vi more than Jinx 🏃

wait ur lowk a genius nonnie. reader liking vi more than her would actually like set her off to 10000%. kinda stole that scene from season 1 episode 9 with jinx’s tea party lol.

toxic!jinx masterlist

VERY DARK!! just block me if you don’t like it.

cw: jinx breaking in, implied kidnapping, use of guns, jinx is just insane, f!reader

since you met jinx’s family, you’ve been round the family home for dinner a couple more times. in one of those times, vi managed to get your instagram. probably while jinx was out of the room to save her ripping vi’s arms off.

ever since that day, you’ve been messaging vi a lot on instagram. however, you were very careful not to have jinx find out. you knew she wouldn’t like it, but you can’t help it when vi just gets you.

a month or two passes, and you’ve grown close to vi. it’s probably not the best idea you’ve had, given how jinx acts about you getting close to people she doesn’t know. somehow you think she’d be even worse if she found out how close you had gotten to her sister.

one day, you’re not answering the stream of texts jinx has sent you. she may have only sent them a few minutes ago but over time you’ve become the fastest replier in the game. something was up. she instinctively checks your location. a bar? you don’t drink, what could you possibly be doing there? cheating, jinx thinks.

it’s not that she doesn’t trust you, she’s just paranoid. she needs you all to herself, completely.

she grabs a jacket and starts to head to the bar almost immediately.

she glances around once she’s inside, looking for any sign of you. it was simple. she just had to grab you and act like there was some sort of emergency and you had to leave, while simultaneously taking note of whoever you were with.

she finally notices you, and to jinx’s absolute horror, you’re standing suspiciously close to her dickhead of a sister. she knew vi was a piece of shit, a sleaze at best, especially after her and her ex broke things off, but this really takes the cake.

a surprise to everyone, you especially if you knew she was there, jinx leaves. she’s too angry to think straight but she knows one thing, she needs to be alone when she’s like this. for the benefit of anyone who might cross her.

the night lingers on and you continue having fun with vi, unbeknownst to both of you, jinx was crafting her cruelest plan yet.

-

jinx manages to act normal for the following couple of weeks, despite her literally wanting to kill her sister and have you watch.

until finally, it was time to make the both of you suffer the consequences of your actions.

the first step was breaking into your apartment, that was easy. she had the key she made herself a few months into your relationship and she was no stranger to popping by when you were asleep to check on you. she didn’t really class it as ‘breaking in’ though, since she has a key that unlocks the door. sometimes jinx wonders to herself if she is actually sick in the head, but she chalks up her actions to her love for you.

next, jinx had to set up for her plan. she dragged a chair from your dining table into the middle of your apartment, the open space between the kitchen and the living room. she laid out a couple of other items by the chair, but she’ll get to those later.

what’s left was done in a haze of anger. of revenge. now all she had to do was wait for you to come home.

she was sat on the counter, swinging her legs when she hears the lock click in your front door. here goes.

you see jinx first, setting your bag down and kicking off your shoes. “oh, hey baby.” you notice the glint in her eye, the one you see when she’s angry.

“are.. you okay?”

jinx says nothing, just glancing behind her to the chair she had setup earlier. you follow her gaze and gasp when you finally see what she’s done.

vi bound to the chair by the same turquoise rope jinx had used on you so many times, in situations you could say were the complete opposite to the one you had just got into.

instinctively, you start to rush towards vi, until you feel something cold on your arm stopping you. you look to jinx and see her arm outstretched in front of you. clutched in her hand was a gun.

your eyes widened. you knew she had knives but not a gun. when you thought about it though, it wasn’t too surprising. you realise how you’ve kind of just ignored how fucked up she is.

“jinx. it’s.. you need to calm down,” you try your best to hide the tremble in your voice. anything to try and spare your, vi’s, all of your lives.

jinx lowers her arm and hops off the counter. she paces slowly between you, rooted to the spot, and vi, breathing heavily in the chair she was tied to.

“i am calm. you guys are the ones that need to calm down.” she definitely does not sound calm. her eyes are wide and hands trembling, she’s manic.

vi makes eye contact with you, you can see she’s just as surprised as you. i mean, it’s probably a good thing this hasn’t happened before, right?

jinx stops in front of you and gently takes her hand. her hands are warm, soft. feels strange given the situation. she pulls you closer to vi, closer, closer, until the three of you can feel each other’s breath on your faces.

you see the glint of the gun in between your faces. your breath shakes as it sways towards you, to vi, to jinx.

“i wonder.. who deserves this the most?” jinx mused, as if she was talking to herself.

“you see, there’s one bullet in here, and i don’t know who’s gonna get it.”

tears fall from your eyes now. you regret dismissing how crazy jinx is, and roping vi, her own sister, into this mess.

the gun swings back to you and you hear jinx click off the safety, the metal grinding. her hands are trembling, from adrenaline no doubt. she’s enjoying this. her finger crawls its way to the trigger, and she pulls back, agonisingly slow.

your eyes squeeze shut, tears streaming down your cheeks as you sob. after what feels like hours, the trigger ticks. silence. are you dead? you can’t even hear vi’s breathing.

“ah.” jinx’s voice pierces your eardrums. you’re alive.

your knees buckle, but jinx doesn’t let you fall. she catches you and holds you up with surprising force. you glance at her and through the blur of your tears, she’s smiling.

“looks like it’s either me or you, sis,” she laughs while tapping vi on the chest with the barrel.

she turns to you. “who should go first? whoever you like the most, up to you.”

so that’s what this is about. jinx has got jealous before, never to this extent though.

you beg her to stop over and over, barely able to get your words out as tears fall down your cheeks. pleading, you reach up to jinx’s face with violently shaking hands, trying anything to get her to stop.

she swats your hand away with the gun, causing you to gasp and cry harder. you have to use every cell in your body not to scream.

“choose one of us,” she orders.

you literally cannot speak now, you’re hyperventilating while looking between the two sisters. vi looks equally as scared as you do. she hasn’t said a word.

“mkay. we’ll go with violet here since you like her so much.” the gun moves to vi’s jaw. jinx’s finger flexes on the trigger. she flashes a grin at you, she’s not done yet though.

the sound of the trigger being pulled rings through your apartment. nothing. vi is alive, letting out a loud breath and she slumps down in the chair, as much as the rope restraining her will allow.

“uh ohh..” jinx practically sings. “my turn. we all know what that means.”

she brings the gun under her own jaw. the truth is, there aren’t any bullets in the gun. she knows that. she just needs to scare both of you as much as she can. of course she doesn’t actually want to hurt you.

she pulls the trigger faster than expected. you cry out, this time jinx lets you fall to your knees.

again, nothing.

jinx lets her head flop down, looking between you and vi with low eyes.

“i was just messin’ with you guys! there ain’t any bullets in here. wouldn’t actually kill ya,” she’s laughing. after all this she’s laughing.

“you,” she prods vi in the chest with one pale finger. “you can stay away from her.”

she crouches to your level on the floor. “and you can stop givin’ me reasons to do shit like this. mkay baby?”

you weakly nod. you just need this to be over.

“great! see you later, love ya.” she pecks your forehead before skipping out of your apartment.

she leaves everything behind. the gun, vi still in the chair, you sobbing.

what. the. fuck.

[kentobb]

hiromi higuruma x female secretary (AU).

chapter 16 > chapter 18

warnings: kidnapping. gun mentions. suggestive content.

chapter 17

The dimly lit basement reeks of dampness, and the faint sound of dripping water echoes in the background. Your heart races as you struggle against the ropes biting into your wrists and ankles. The muffler tightly wrapped around your mouth makes it hard to breathe, and the tears falling from your eyes blur your vision.

The sound of footsteps sends a chill down your spine. You turn your head to see him—Toji Fushiguro. He’s leaning casually against the doorway, spinning his gun lazily around his finger, his expression disturbingly calm, as if this were just another Tuesday for him.

“Awake already?” he drawls, his voice low and mocking. “That sedative usually knocks people out a little longer. Guess you’re tougher than you look.”

You whimper, trying to form words through the muffler, but all that comes out is a muffled, panicked cry.

Toji smirks and walks closer, crouching in front of you, his sharp eyes scanning your tear-streaked face. “Go on,” he says, waving his hand dismissively. “Scream all you want. Nobody’s gonna hear you down here. Soundproofing does wonders.”

Your eyes widen, your fear intensifying. You shake your head frantically, trying to scream, but the muffler stifles every sound.

Toji tilts his head, his smirk growing. “Come on, don’t look at me like that. I’m actually doing you a favor, you know. Teaching you a little lesson about trust.” He leans in closer, his face inches from yours. “Never trust a man with a gun and no morals.”

Tears stream down your cheeks as you try to push yourself back into the sofa, desperate to create even a little distance between you and him.

“Aw, don’t cry,” he says mockingly, feigning concern. He reaches out and wipes a tear from your cheek with his thumb, his touch cold and unfeeling. “You’re gonna make me feel bad.”

You flinch at his touch, your body trembling.

Toji chuckles, standing up and walking a few steps away, casually spinning the gun again. “You’re probably wondering where you are, how long you’ve been out, all those fun questions. Well, let me save you the trouble: you’re nowhere anyone would think to look, and you’ve been out for, oh, let’s say… a few hours. Enough time for your boyfriend to start losing his mind.”

The mention of Higuruma sends a pang through your chest. You want to scream his name, to beg Toji to let you go, but the muffler keeps your words trapped.

Toji sits down on a nearby chair, watching you intently. “You know,” he muses, “you’ve got some fight in you. I like that. Makes this more interesting.” He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “But let me be clear: you’re not leaving here until I say so. So get comfortable, sweetheart.”

You feel utterly powerless, every ounce of control stripped away. The tears won’t stop, and Toji watches them fall with an almost amused expression.

“Let’s see how long you last,” he murmurs, his voice dripping with menace. Then he leans back, spinning the gun one more time as if this were just another game to him, while you’re left to fight against the fear consuming you.

Higuruma’s penthouse is filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the faint hum of security chatter on the radios. Higuruma sits at his desk, staring at the laptop screen. His jaw is clenched so tightly it aches, but he doesn’t notice. The grainy video playing in a loop feels like a personal torment—a reminder of how he failed to protect you.

In the footage, Toji Fushiguro carries you effortlessly over his shoulder, your body limp, your head bobbing lifelessly. Higuruma’s sharp eyes catch the way your arm dangles unnaturally, and it sends a chill down his spine.

Were you unconscious? Drugged?

Toji walks down the hallway with casual confidence, stopping only to shoot out the security cameras with a silenced pistol. Each flash of the muzzle feels like a jab to Higuruma’s gut. He rewinds the footage for the fifth time, his mind racing.

“This doesn’t make sense,” he mutters to himself. “How did no one see him coming or leaving?”

He pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to suppress the wave of frustration threatening to overwhelm him. You were right there—so close—and now you’re gone.

Suddenly, a commotion outside snaps him out of his thoughts. Raised voices echo from the hallway, growing louder by the second. Higuruma glances at Gojo and Nanami, who are seated nearby. Both men stand as the noise escalates.

“What now?” Higuruma mutters, rising to his feet.

They step into the hallway to find Utahime in a heated argument with two of Higuruma’s guards. She’s livid, her face flushed with anger as she waves her arms dramatically.

“Let me through!” she yells, her voice carrying down the corridor. “You think I’m just going to stand by while she’s missing?”

The guards stand firm, blocking her path despite her attempts to shove past them. Behind her, Geto stands awkwardly, his hands in his pockets, clearly trying to remain calm.

“Ma’am, we can’t let you in without clearance,” one guard says, his tone strained.

“I don’t give a damn about clearance!” Utahime snaps. “She’s my best friend, and I need to see Higuruma now!”

Higuruma steps forward, raising a hand to signal the guards to let her through. “It’s fine. Let her in,” he says, his voice low but commanding.

The guards exchange uncertain glances before reluctantly stepping aside. Utahime storms past them, her fiery gaze locking onto Higuruma the moment she sees him. Without hesitation, she strides up to him and slaps him hard across the face.

The sharp crack of the slap reverberates through the hallway, and everyone freezes. Gojo’s eyebrows raise slightly, but he doesn’t intervene. Nanami watches stoically, his expression unreadable.

Higuruma doesn’t flinch. He stands still, his cheek stinging, but he doesn’t make a move to defend himself.

“How dare you?” Utahime’s voice shakes with emotion, her hands trembling at her sides. “You were supposed to protect her! She trusted you, and now look where we are!”

“Utahime—” Higuruma begins, but she cuts him off.

“Don’t you dare try to explain yourself!” she yells, her eyes filling with tears. “Do you have any idea what she’s going through right now? She’s out there, alone, scared—because of you!”

Higuruma’s jaw tightens, but he doesn’t argue. He knows she’s right. He deserves every word.

Geto steps forward, placing a hand on Utahime’s shoulder in an attempt to pull her back. “That’s enough,” he says softly, his tone gentle but firm. “This isn’t helping.”

“No, it’s not enough!” Utahime snaps, shrugging off his hand. She glares at Higuruma, her voice breaking. “You think saying you’re sorry is going to fix this? You think promising to find her is enough? You don’t know what it’s like to lose someone you care about!”

Higuruma’s eyes darken at her words, but he still doesn’t respond.

Geto gently but firmly pulls Utahime back, guiding her toward the hallway. “Come on,” he murmurs. “Let’s take a moment to breathe.”

As she’s led away, Utahime shoots one last glare at Higuruma. “If anything happens to her, it’s on you,” she says, her voice trembling.

Geto glances at Gojo as they pass, murmuring a quiet, “Sorry about this.”

Gojo nods, his expression uncharacteristically serious.

Higuruma exhales sharply, rubbing his temples. The weight of the situation feels heavier than ever.

Nanami steps forward, his tone calm but firm. “We don’t have time to lose our heads. Let’s focus on what matters—finding her.”

Higuruma nods, straightening his posture. “You’re right,” he says, his voice steady despite the storm raging inside him. “We focus. No distractions.”

Gojo smirks faintly. “Good. Because if we don’t find her soon, Utahime might just come back to finish what she started.”

The attempt at humor doesn’t land, but it breaks the tension slightly. Higuruma takes a deep breath and turns to his security team. “What’s the latest?”

One guard steps forward, holding a tablet. “We’ve reviewed the footage from the complex. Toji Fushiguro left no trail. He disabled the cameras after leaving her apartment.”

Higuruma’s fists clench. “Then look harder. We don’t stop until we have something.”

The guard nods and retreats, leaving the three men standing in heavy silence. Higuruma glances at Gojo and Nanami, determination burning in his eyes.

“We’ll find her,” Nanami says with quiet confidence.

“We have to,” Higuruma replies, his voice low but resolute. “I won’t lose her.”

Toji leans back in his chair, spinning the gun idly in his fingers as he watches you squirm on the sofa. Your muffled cries and frantic attempts to plead for mercy seem to amuse him. His sharp eyes gleam in the dim light, and a small, crooked grin plays at his lips.

“You’re really trying, huh?” he mutters, shaking his head. “I can’t understand a damn word you’re saying, but keep going. Might as well get it all out.”

You stare at him with wide, terrified eyes, tears streaming down your face. The cold metal binds around your wrists and ankles dig into your skin, and the gag in your mouth muffles your sobs.

Toji sighs, reaching into his pocket. “You know,” he begins, pulling out a folded photograph, “this wasn’t always my life. I wasn’t always this guy.”

He unfolds the photo carefully, smoothing out the creases with an unexpected tenderness. He holds it up so you can see—a picture of a woman. Her smile is radiant, her eyes warm and full of life.

“This,” he says, his voice softening slightly, “is my wife. Was my wife.”

Your tear-filled gaze shifts to the photograph, and despite your fear, you notice the genuine fondness in his tone.

“She was…,” he continues, his eyes fixed on the picture. “She was the light in my life. Made me feel like I was more than just a guy with blood on his hands. She was… everything.”

For a moment, his expression is almost serene. But then, it hardens. He lowers the photograph and looks at you, his smile vanishing.

“She was murdered,” he says bluntly, his voice flat but laced with an undercurrent of rage.

You flinch at his words, your heart racing even faster.

Toji leans forward, his elbows resting on his knees as he clasps the photo tightly. “You know what the justice system did? Gave her killer fifteen years. Fifteen,” he repeats, his voice dripping with venom.

He locks eyes with you, and you see the pain buried beneath his steely exterior. “Guess who represented that scumbag in court?” he asks, tilting his head.

Your mind races, but you already know the answer.

“Higuruma,” Toji says, his lips curling into a bitter smile. “Your golden boy. He’s the one who got that bastard a slap on the wrist. Said he deserved a second chance.”

Your breath hitches as Toji’s gaze pierces through you.

“Do you think that’s fair?” he asks, his tone deceptively calm. “Fifteen years for taking someone’s life. For taking her life.”

You don’t respond, frozen in place. Even if you weren’t gagged, you wouldn’t know what to say.

Toji chuckles, a hollow, bitter sound. “Yeah, I thought so. Even if you could answer, what would it change?”

He sits back again, his hand resting on the gun in his lap. “The system failed me,” he says simply. “It failed her. So now, I’m taking matters into my own hands. If the courts won’t give me justice, I’ll get it my way.”

The weight of his words hangs heavy in the air. You see the raw pain in his eyes, the grief and rage that have consumed him. But there’s also a chilling certainty in his voice—a conviction that makes your blood run cold.

“I’m not the monster here,” Toji says, his voice low and firm. “I’m just cleaning up the mess your boyfriend helped make.”

You try to shake your head, try to plead with him, but Toji raises a hand, silencing you.

“Save it,” he says. “You’re just a piece of leverage in this game. Nothing personal.”

He leans back, watching you with a detached curiosity. “Cry all you want,” he adds with a smirk. “Scream if you feel like it. No one’s gonna hear you down here anyway.”

And with that, he gets up, leaving you trembling and alone in the dimly lit basement.

The night drags on, heavy and silent, except for the occasional clink of glass as Higuruma downs another drink. The burner phone sits on the coffee table in front of him, taunting him with its stillness. His bloodshot eyes remain fixed on it, waiting, hoping it will ring and give him something—anything.

Gojo leans against the wall nearby, arms crossed, his usually playful demeanor replaced with concern. He exchanges a glance with Nanami, who looks equally worried.

“Higuruma,” Gojo says softly, breaking the silence. “You need to get some rest.”

Higuruma doesn’t even look up, swirling the amber liquid in his glass before taking another long sip. “I can’t,” he mutters, his voice hoarse. “Not when she’s out there. Not when I haven’t found her.”

Gojo pushes himself off the wall, walking closer. “You’re running on fumes. If you burn out, how are you supposed to help her? Let me take over for a few hours. Just rest.”

Higuruma glares at him, the exhaustion and anger in his eyes almost palpable. “Rest? While she’s tied up somewhere? Terrified? I can’t, Gojo.”

Before the conversation can escalate, Nanami steps in. His calm, authoritative voice cuts through the tension. “Gojo’s right. You need to rest, even if it’s just for a couple of hours. You’re no good to anyone like this.”

Higuruma opens his mouth to argue, but Nanami places a firm hand on his shoulder, guiding him toward the spare room in the penthouse. “Come on,” Nanami insists. “If she knew you were tearing yourself apart like this, do you think she’d want that?”

The mention of you softens Higuruma’s resistance, and he lets Nanami lead him away, though the tension in his shoulders doesn’t ease.

As the door to the room closes, Gojo sighs and sinks onto the couch. “He’s going to break himself if we don’t find her soon.”

Geto walks over, his presence calm and grounding. He places a hand on Gojo’s shoulder, his touch light but reassuring. “How are you holding up?” he asks quietly.

Gojo looks up at him, his usually vibrant eyes dull with worry. “I’m worried about him. He’s blaming himself for everything. I’ve seen him stressed before, but this… this is different.”

Geto nods, his expression understanding. “He’s in love. That kind of fear eats you alive.”

Gojo leans into Geto’s touch, his shoulders slumping slightly. “I just wish there was more I could do. Watching him like this—it’s brutal.”

Nanami walks back into the room, catching the tail end of their conversation. His sharp eyes immediately notice the way Geto’s fingers linger on Gojo’s shoulder and the way Gojo looks up at him, soft and vulnerable.

Nanami stops in his tracks, blinking once, twice, and then it clicks. Oh. They’re definitely fucking.

He exhales through his nose, rolling his eyes. “Of course,” he mutters under his breath, choosing to ignore it entirely as he joins them by the coffee table.

“What’s the status?” Nanami asks, his tone all business again.

“The security team is still combing through camera footage from around the city,” Gojo replies, leaning forward. “They’re casting a wider net now, looking for any trace of her or Toji’s car. It’s slow, but we’ll find something.”

Nanami nods, his jaw tight. “We don’t have time for slow,” he says, his voice edged with frustration.

Geto steps in, his voice calm. “We’ll find her, Nanami. But we need to keep a level head. Panicking won’t help anyone.”

Nanami sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “I know. I just—” He cuts himself off, glancing toward the closed door where Higuruma is supposed to be resting. “He’s not going to survive this if something happens to her.”

The three of them fall into a heavy silence, the weight of the situation pressing down on them. In the background, the security team continues their work, reviewing footage frame by frame, their determination matching the desperation of everyone in the room.

As the hours drag on, the tension remains thick, but the unspoken bond between them keeps them moving forward. They will find you. They have to.

[cup1dt3a]

Well, I had an idea for you to do. The reader is a streamer who enters the Welcome website and, together with the live people, gets to know this Welcome and Yan! Wally... Well, how would Wally react to that? And as time goes by wally falls in love with the reader, how would he see the reader's fans and his job of doing live, playing games, watching videos?

-🐰

Tysm for the request! I love this idea I don’t think I’ve seen anyone do it yet but I could be wrong too! Hope you’re doing well or that things get better 🐰!

this hasn’t been spelll checked so sorry for any errors in my writing!

“Hello everyone and welcome back or to my stream! Today I’m looking at this website called “ Welcome Home.” You greeted explaining the website you found while starting your stream.

You’ve been a streamer for a few weeks, but you’ve managed to gain a lot of popularity due to keeping up with the popular topics of the months. And out of nowhere you had found the website “ Welcome Home”. You don’t know how or why it just one day popped up in one of your emails probably from some fan of yours wanting you to review it. Strangest thing about the email was how nothing was said about the website and the email even seemed to be sketchy, but curiosity got the best of you.

So without thinking or whatever had possessed you made you click on the website. For a second the bright colors and themes of the website blinded you as your eyes tried to adjust to it. The bright colors and theme of the website amazed you. As you looked further into it the website explained it was an abandoned puppet studio they had found. And wanted to revive or find out more about the old show that seemed to have been wiped from history.

You’ve heard a few things about the website and it’s fast rise to popularity so it would probably do you some good to check it out. What’s a little curiosity going to hurt?

” There’s glitches in the website?” You questioned as people flooded your comments with all the glitches in the game.

You decided to check them out after previewing the characters information about them. Though one character in particular caught your eye. Wally Darling he was the only character who ever made eye contact with the viewer. Especially in official art or any on the website his large black eyes almost followed you around in a way. It was creepy, but you guessed that might have just been something the maker of the website did.

Little did you know it wasn’t. As the lively black eyes followed you are still peering into your own eyes. Even peaking onto your stream. As you chatted to your so called “chat” about the website.

“ Hello and welcome to or back to my stream!” You said doing your usual intro for your stream.

“ Sorry if the quality is bad! I’ve been having some trouble with my computer, but that won’t stop me.” You announced.

Ever since you went onto the welcome home website you’ve been having technical difficulties with your computer. You’ve rebooted it twice, brought it to someone for repairs, and after all that you were told nothings wrong with it. Now here’s the oddest thing today as you streamed your graphics and everything was fine. No buggs or anything it was fine. Acting as if there wasn’t anything wrong with it for the last week!

“ Well I’ll just end the stream here. Thank you all watching!” You said as you finally ended the stream.

Sighing out you looked at your now glitching computer. You brought your lips to a pout still thinking of what possible way your computer would be fine. How could it be fine if it’s doing this? And what’s with the eyes that would always pop up randomly. The eyes seemed so familiar in a way too. Were you being hacked? This was just starting to get ridiculous. Who and what is doing this shit?!

Your ‘streams’ as you called them were always so interesting. He’s never really seen anything like this and you even do it for a living? A very fun job in his opinion! To just info dump, review, and give your own input on whatever you were doing sounded like a dream.

As you talked he couldn’t help but become mesmerized with your voice. It was just so addictive to just watch you all day doing your streams without a care in the world. Especially as his dark eyes watched your face contort into so many different emotions. Whether it be anger, sadness, disgust, or even adoration all of them looked so beautiful on your beautiful face. He looked forward to watching you ever day. In a way you could say he was your number one fan because he was always the first one to watch your streams every day.

But once they ended he still had front row seats to his next favorite stream. What you did when the camera was off. This was when you didn’t put on your little persona for the camera and everything was just artificially you. He loved this part of you the most. Even if you didn’t know he was there he always was watching you. You were all his thoughts had clouded over with. A fog of nothing but your sweet face saying his name in admiration just as he hoped to someday say to you.

Oh, how he just yearned to be with you! But not yet, no it’s not time. Not yet…

Tysm for reading this hope you’re alll doing well or that things are getting better!

sincerely- Cup1dT3a💖

[isolaradiale]

"Solaris, I have an idea that you're going to love!" Mimosa chimes, hands excitedly gripping the papers of what half-baked plan she'd come up with now. It isn't often that she's allowed to do as she pleases, on account of her ideas being much too chaotic and uncompromising, but the curious look on her colleague's face is enough to tell her that she may have decent odds this time around.

"Fine. Tell me of this elaborate plan you have. At the very least, it ought to be interesting." Chin in hand, Solaris sets aside the paperwork that he had been filling out, and the two of them proceed to have a very enthusiastic chat about the former's plans.

The night starts as any other in Spirale City, with citizens tucking themselves into bed and bidding good night to their loved ones. Sleep takes them, some more peacefully than others, but all experience the distinct feeling of falling as they lie on the cusp between awake and asleep. It's an odd feeling, one that almost makes it hard to breathe, but it's soon replaced with the lighthearted warmth of floating gently, gently down until they're back in their bed and the familiar streaks of morning light find their way across the bedroom. Eyes open to what seemed to be yet another peaceful morning only to be met with a strange, low wail coming from outside the windows of their home.

Curious and somewhat concerned, an investigation is surely necessary and so investigate our inhabitants do; what they find surprises some of them, but for others it's business as usual. A large, astral whale makes its way across the sky, filled with stars and planets that seem much closer than usual. The sun hangs high in the sky despite the stars being in full view, a smiling face painted on its surface. The streets are lined with various trees of differing species--some even edible--along with a light stream flowing down the roads, where some citizens are in their bathing suits with cups in hand. And some may even find that their homes have also been made fantastical in varying ways.

And somewhere far, far away sit two scientists. One looks bored whilst the other can hardly manage to stay in her seat. At Solaris's discontentment, Mimosa is intent on getting his approval, so another idea is born. "And what if they can affect the dream, too!? That'd be interesting, wouldn't it?" Her idea is met with a wave of a hand as if saying to do what she pleases. With the flip of a switch, the city's inhabitants would now find that their imaginative thoughts were made manifest but hard to control at first.

"Now, let's see how it all plays out, hm? I promise it'll be worth it. Just watch it all unfold!" Mimosa's hand slaps the top of the haphazard giant cube of a machine that now sat in front of her and Solaris. It vibrates intensely as though it's fit to burst from the seams at any moment. Truly a delicate masterpiece that holds the current dream environment all together. "Don't worry, it'll be fine…maybe!" One look at Solaris can tell anyone though that he has his reservations.

-- Welcome to our 2024 summer event, Phantasm Amalgam! As a recap, we'd like to thank our members for sticking by us this long, and here's to another anniversary event for the books! So what's going on? In short, you're all in a shared dream of fantastical and untold proportion!

Secondly, what's the TLDR read of the situation? Well, here's a couple of bullet points to catch you up to speed!

Upon going to sleep, everyone in the city was transported into a replica of Spirale, only it's entirely made up from the shared memory of it that everyone has! So, there are bound to be a few differences here and there but not anything too large.

Essentially if you can dream it, then it can happen. Anything is fair game. Whatever thoughts your characters have can become reality, all they need to do is think it into existence and it'll become real! It can even be changed by other characters as well. You can also change other characters with mun permission, of course!

Powers will be uncapped within the dream world, but someone else could simply dream themselves invulnerable to them too.

Please keep in mind that if you're interfering with what is being dreamed by another character, you'll need mun permission first!

There is no limit as to what a character can create or change. Whether it be a singular object (a lamp post, a tree, a car, and other objects large or small), an NPC, or even changes to player characters themselves. You can even change entire wards if you want to, but someone else can change it just as quickly! Take the chance to do something exciting and unexpected, the scientists are waiting for some interesting results!

As always please feel free to send any questions you may have to the masterlist!

There will be two parts to this event, with our first kicking off today and the second running from August 9th to August 16th 11:59:59 PM! As always, you'll still be able to do part 1 during part 2!

[locallygrowndaikon]

Hi!! How do you meet and make genuine friends on Sky? I’ve been playing for a few years now, but whenever I get a chance to chat with other players they either speak a different language or ask me a bunch of personal questions 😵‍💫. There seems to be so many funny and interesting people online but I never meet them in person!

I had to think about this one for a bit since im not good at making friends either JGGHFJ

I think it’s definitely easier to find people to connect with online rather than in game. A lot of the people I’m closer with in sky are usually people I find through online platforms rather than in game (though not saying its impossible to find good ingame friends, just might be harder) . A general thing would be to find those who have similar interests or humour, and as well as to spend time with the friends every once in a while, whether it be candlerunning or just hanging out to talk.

If you want a more in depth rambling of me going on about everything I know about making friends, then:

Ok well this is kinda for anyone reading this JGHJDJ

A general thing about friends is to find a common interest to talk about like OCs, art, sky in general, other games, anything basically, especially if you’re like me and bad at conversations. Even after you find the initial spark, it can get hard to keep up with regular conversations afterwards and it’s easy to drift apart. If you want to get closer with someone it’s definitely good to start conversations every once in a while. This can go from telling them things you think will be funny or showing them things to just things about your day. A lot of people appreciate this kind of thing and usually get comfortable to reciprocate it (unless you’re like me and really bad at stating conversations HFBSIC)

In sky, this can also be asking the other if they want to cr together or eden, even oobing if you’re into that. It gives the chance to hang out and talk to each other.

Of course, if the other person doesn’t respond with a lot of enthusiasm or doesnt seem to put effort into the friendship, it might be time to back off to give them space. They could either be tired and need a break or they arent interested in the friendship anymore. An exception would be if the person is already socially awkward or isn’t good at starting conversations. It can be hard to tell sometimes.

If you wanna find friends

For finding friends online, its usually finding a community and finding people within it or becoming a part of the community. if you’re social enough you can join discord servers and talk to people. Even if you arent as social, discord server can still help find people to interact with, like cr partners, heart trade, needing help people/finding help, that could lead to friendship. There’s also being on social media, though it might be harder if you dont post things or if you arent really noticed or something, though it’s not like you need to be famous to be able to find people. You can also find others on social media who are already asking for friends. Ive seen quite a few on tumblr and sometimes on other platforms where people asks if anyone wants to be sky friends. Twitch, the streaming platform yeah, also has quite a few sky creators that are willing to friend pretty much anyone, which could be another way to find a community (since quite a few people on sky twitch know each other).

For in game in sky: Moths are definitely easier to become friends with since you know guiding them and everything and watching them grow up, except moths are wild cards and some are euaheh weird and others never show up again. A lot of older players already have their own friends and friend groups and then other people play inconsistently or have different timezones/playtimes, so theres a lot more luck when making friends on sky. Best bet would just be keep talking to people and when you do find someone you bond with, continue to join and check in on them every once in a while to keep up the friendship.

Joining friends in game can be scary for many (me included), but it usually ends up not as bad as you think, of course respecting dnd spells (or cape codes if they have those). Even if you do join at an inconvenient time, its a simple “oh, sorry/mb” and you head out, leaving minimal damage and awkwardness.

Of course since this is the internet and people can be bad, if people cross boundaries even after being warned once or multiple times, or you just dont enjoy hanging out with, its okay to block and cut people off. No one is obligated to hang out with anyone nor responsible for the happiness of someone else. Having self worth and internet safety is important folks

Anyways people are complicated and theres a lot of ifs and possibilities and other stuff what not so take whatever advice i spit out mindlessly for granted JFHDO i dont know what im doing

[callison07]

Jewels was a female jellyfish character that was supposed to be the fourth member of the three other characters within Frankie Parkour Palace. Acting as the more laid back one unlike Frankie, being more chill as she was meant to be working as a lifeguard seen from lost drawings online of her with even potentially being Frankie's love interest.

Though as they were about ready to bring her finally into the spotlight, till everything was shut down due to money and the park closed.

...

Though the park would eventually soon be used for a killing game, with "real" Frankie as the host of the show As the lost character seems to be never seen in the daylight..

till one day,

while he was passing by some areas till he found a hidden room. It had been filled with the jellyfish character herself, jewels. From cardboard cut outs to posters, masks and boxes of plushies all hidden away after the park closed. Though there was something that caught Frankie's attention.

While he went through the boxes, he found a half built robot in the corner of the small room, like him. As it had looked to have meant to be jewels by the lava lamp-like body and dirty swimsuit, though it was never finished.

Frankie couldn't help but feel something in him click, though not understanding what but what he knew...was that maybe he could finish the job and have her help him host, playing as his "love interest". Though morally acting as a couple as much as he thought he wouldn't have feelings for her, as he himself as a robot couldn't feel or not allowed to especially while hosting a killing game.

Plus, it'll bring in a LOT more viewers if they act like a couple and if be bring her along and so, with a gamble, he finishes building her. Once she was finally built, she would go on to co-host with Frankie along with play as his "wife" and help with setting everything out. She even helped with re-fixing the other robots after they've been killed each seasons, plus the viewers LOVED her as fans thought she was a lost character and would come watch for her or for her and Frankie while they played as a married couple.

With thinking Frankie saved her from being forgotten and rotted in a dark room alone, she owed him her life as she helped him with hosting and continued to play his "wife", even though she didn't know how to act like one...but none the less, all was perfect as Frankie had someone else to talk to that was like him who wasn't all messed up

(at least not as much).

Though over time, that power they both had slowly grew one sided as Frankie focuses more on the viewers while Jewels stood behind him. Not getting any say anymore while he just took over the wheel, making her a bit upset at the unfair balance. Plus the game has gotten boring too as Frankie starts to kill off all contestants earlier before they barely start the game just for the viewers which she thought was no fun, so she eventually left him. Though no one has seen her since then, while she hides underneath the park, hidden away ....

till she started her own little live streams. Where people can pay money for her to either help anyone of the picked contestants cheat or miss up one of the games, as she would do both as a pay back to Frankie and also to have more power over him.

(Plus it was fun to mess with him. )

Basically how it went:

Real frankie: we're not doing so hot with money so I'ma take a gamble and rebuild my "girlfriend" again to bring in more views and help me out with hosting even though I'm not going to have any real feelings for her but just for show.

Jewels: I'm alive for what reason I don't know but Frankie saved me from being in the dark so now I work with him and be his girlfriend like in the show. I think I know love and think our relationship is love till Frankie becomes more controlling later seasons.

Later on...

Jewels: This game has really gotten boring and Frankie has been taking more control lately, leaving me on my own with rebuilding and counting money but then I realized that I can function without him and that I like having more power over him so I'ma leave him and start my own live stream/show Oh and I'ma help the player in the next season cheat so I can piss Frankie off on purpose for fun.

Real Frankie after jewels left:

"She'll come around again, for sure."

20 years later

"...sigh, I miss my wife, contestant, I miss her a lot .... I'll be back.."

Once Jewels is gone, it makes him realize how much he misses having her around...

The player would just be a couples therapist with helping between the two and making up.

"Leaving him was the best decision I've ever made besides messing up his own show." 🪼

"You're lucky there's cameras around or so help me, I will throw you into that fire pit myself."🐇

"Well it wouldn't have gone this way if you actually talked with me."🪼

"We were both busy. I had my show to run and you-"🐇

"So you admit that it's your show. Not ours."🪼

"Yeah who's the one hosting the damn show in the first place? Money doesn't make itself, jewels. You out of everyone in this God forsaken place should know that."🐇

"see this- this is why I left. You've become so boring since you've decided to kill contestants before they even get to the training arena just for the viewers."🪼

"That's what the viewers come to see. For the gore, jewels. You ungrateful little-"🐇

"Uhh guys... I'm still here .." 🍀

...

"Alright they're ignoring me...great.."🍀

[elliegoose]

got tagged by @annunakitty in a thing! yippee tag game!

now the tag game was to introduce yourself with:

one tv show

one movie

one album

one video game

however, i'm doing two for each category! why? because i'm cute and special and get to change the rules, of course! and also because i'm really enthusiastic about sharing my favorite things with people.

tv shows: adventure time & scavengers reign

not being able to pick between these two shows is the reason i'm doing two for each category. adventure time is my all-time favorite show hands down, but scavengers reign took second place (overtaking russian doll, which previously held that rank) when it absolutely blew me away earlier this year. i've watched it twice now and definitely plan on giving it a third watch sometime soon.

movies: i saw the tv glow (2024) & suspiria (2018)

as someone who repressed my gender really hard throughout most of college after flirting with transitioning in high school, this movie really spoke to me. i've seen it twice now and found a lot of value in the rewatch. i definitely want to watch it again at least one more time. this is an incredibly profound movie that has changed me as a person.

on the other hand, suspiria (2018) is an enduring favorite of mine for a very silly reason. it is a straight up good movie, but the actual reason it's my second pick for this post is that for like a year after first watching it, i kept seeing the mangled bodies of characters from it as sleep paralysis hallucinations. it was terrifying at the time but i find it incredibly funny to look back on, and think very fondly of this film in general. i got to rewatch parts of it for free irl! thanks, sleep paralysis demons!

albums: feather river canyon blues by pigeon pit & kudzu, devour everything! by levees

for two years now, feather river canyon blues has very unambiguously been my favorite album of all time. it's lomes oleander's bold, dense, imagery-filled lyricism at its best, backed by the full band that her voice deserves playing alt-country sounds that strike the perfect balance between gentle and energetic. it's simultaneously desperate and hopeful, joyous and melancholy, and at every moment filled to the brim with emotion and beauty. this album feels like watching every sunset at once surrounded by your best friends and loved ones. transgender folk music will save us. if you have to pick one song from this album to listen to, make it milk crates:

kudzu, devour everything! is the reason i started playing banjo. levees is a friend of a friend, and i was introduced to their music because said friend was praising this album in our friend group's discord server. i find levees' idiosyncratic manner of clawhammer playing--often very fast and full of non-traditional rhythms--to be absolutely magical. their songwriting is also excellent, full of vivid stories and characters sung about in prose that weaves effortlessly between the elegantly straightforward and beautifully dense. i also recommend listening to their album vultures, as well as quarantipilation volumes 1 & 2. it's actually not one of the songs that contains banjo, but if you have to pick one to listen to from this album, i recommend her/hymn/their, which won't embed for some reason but hey here's the link

(also, honorable mention to drink the sea by the glitch mob, which is the first album i ever really fell in love with, and which inspired little 13-year-old elise to grab a copy of ableton and learn how to make music myself. until feather river canyon blues came along, i would have probably picked drink the sea for this post.)

video games: signalis & mice tea

first off, i cried at the end of signalis! while streaming! it was really, really good!!! it has a delightfully dreadful atmosphere, great story, very interesting worldbuilding, phenomenal art style, and excellent character design. plus, it was great for practicing my german. i strongly recommend signalis to anyone who likes survival horror.

second off, yes, i am choosing mice tea, a transformation fetish visual novel, as my second pick here. judge me all you like. i stand by my choice. its story is fun! the characters are excellent! its humor and conceptual ridiculousness disarm you and make way for genuinely emotionally impactful storylines! it has a lot of interesting commentary on gender! it almost single-handedly turned me into furry! also, it's hot! go play mice tea!

now, finally, it is time to tag! don't feel pressured to pick multiple things or provide explanations like i did! i just enjoy doing more than is assigned lmao. tagging @rotten-spaceymage, @birras0, @citrusuprising, @roboticvenusian, @femboty2k, and anyone who sees this and wants to do it themselves!

[feathers-nest]

First fic I'm posting directly to this new separate blog.

I still need more practice writing for Prince and this is also my first time attempting to write Clavis, but I thought it would be a good opportunity to try a new suitor.

This will likely be the start of a series of fics, not exactly in chronological order and most of them able to sand alone, of a Magic/Fantasy AU with Water Dragon!Readerx Clavis, inspired by the following event and my slight obsession with magical or non-human characters (is the lack of it why I struggle a little with Prince although I want to write more for it?).

This part was written for:

By @violettduchess

Did I even finish it in time?

The event's prompt being Water and it turned to be the basis of the whole series more so than this specific fic as I didn't have the time to work on the first idea I had.

Series Maserlist // Main Masterlist // Read on AO3

“We could…” Clavis started to suggest, watching the streams of water in the air that dripped over the garden’s plants.

“No.” You interrupted your lover, trying to walk away, but he followed.

You were trying to water the plants that morning - gardening was a good hobby and a good use and training for your newfound powers - when he had approached you.

“What about…”

“No!”

“But it would be interesting, wouldn’t it? And it’s not like anyone would get hurt.”

By his tone of voice, he found your frustration as amusing as whatever ideas he had. Not that you were exactly frustrated, you just wanted him to believe you were.

You finally spun around, looking him in the eyes.

“Clavis, I love you, I go along with a lot of things” both because it was difficult not to let him drag you around and because you were willing to indulge him, “but I will not use my powers to help you on your pranks.” You kissed him, smiling softly.

Ever since you found out your family wasn’t completely human, and that you had water powers, Clavis had been trying to convince you to join him in his pranks. You had no plans to give in, but even you found it amusing to see him try.

“Is this a challenge, my dear?”

“Not at all. I wouldn’t dare challenge you. But you know I’m not comfortable using my powers in such a way, and I know that, although you insist, you wouldn’t force me to.”

“Not comfortable? What about what I saw yesterday with Emma and Linet?”

“It’s different between us. A ladies game. Why do you want me to help you so badly?”

“Is it that strange that I would like to share some fun moments with my lover? You already work so hard, I thought of making your training more interesting.”

In other words, he wanted more time with you. You were surprised, but so touched.

It was true that you had been busier since you discovered these powers, but it had been because of him, too.

“Thank you, Clavis.” You kissed his cheek and held his hand. “Sorry I have been busy, but you don’t need to go that far. I actually wanted to get better at controlling my powers to avoid an incident like last week.”

“So getting me all wet was an accident? I thought it was your way to come on to me.”

“And I was so torn between laughing and staring at how hot you looked all drenched that I just let you think so. But it was an incident. You surprised me and my powers burst out. I’m sorry.”

“Oh, but I wanted that to happen. A small sacrifice to cheer my lover up.”

“Sure.”

You chuckled and stepped closer to him again, but stopped when you felt water dripping into you, freezing when you realized you had gotten distracted when using your powers. The water streams had spread, creating a soft drizzle in the whole garden.

You panicked and tried to retreat them, but when Clavis touched you out of nowhere you nearly jumped and the water burst in all directions, drenching both of you, and by the cries you heard in the background, caught someone else too.

“Was that on purpose, too?”

“No. But it is a hot summer and you look cute with your hair all wet like this.” He pushed a strand of wet hair away from your face.

He really did it on purpose, but you just couldn’t be mad at him. You also reached to adjust his hair, laughing, while Clavis smiled at you.

You should get used to how things were going to be from now on and, sincerely, you didn’t mind much.

Series Maserlist // Main Masterlist

[snugglebug-92]

The One Where Things Come Crashing Down

After dinner on Friday night it didn’t take long for Matthew to show up at your place.

“I told you to drop it Matthew,” you look at him, tears streaming down your face. Matthew had never seen you cry. In your entire year of friendship, he had never seen it happen once so for him to be the cause of it felt like a million knives stabbing him everywhere.

“I’m sorry I just thought you were scared or embarrassed of liking a freshman. I didn’t think it was anything more than that,” Matthew shifts from foot to foot unsure of what to do.

“The reason I transferred her was because of my ex. The situation was bad. Really bad to the point where I almost died. It started out good, everything was sunshine and rainbows but soon things went bad. He got abusive and I tried to leave but he would threaten me, and I just couldn’t leave.”

“I’m so sorry I didn't know.”

“I know. But that’s why I haven’t dated anyone in the past year or taken interest in any guys. I just wasn’t ready yet but then well you know where we are right now.”

“I’ll fix this.”

“It’s okay Matthew. I’ll talk to him.”

“How about I tell him my part of how you had no idea he was going to be there and then you tell him whatever else you want to. Deal?”

“Deal.” You and Matthew spend most of the weekend together and when Monday comes around you go and talk to Jimmy after practice. You had watched how he avoided Matthew most of practice and you knew it wasn’t a good sign but when you get the text from Knies says Jimmy told him that what happened was in the past you took it as a good sign. You went up to talk to Jimmy and were quickly brushed off as if you didn’t exist. You blink back the tears and smile at Matthew when he comes out of the locker room. He comes over and you tell him that everything is okay even though it isn't. The same thing continues for the next month. Every time you see Jimmy after practice or a game, he pretends you are invisible and it’s killing you. Eventually you have to enlist his roommate. As you knock on Jimmy’s door you hear shuffling.

“Did you forget your key again?” Jimmy asked before opening the door.

“Look I’m sorry about the date I-” you start but then Jimmy cuts you off.

“Save it. I get the guys pranking me but I didn’t think you would stoop that low,” he slams the door and you slide down the wall next to his door breaking down in sobs. You didn’t understand how this boy who was so sweet to everyone was breaking your heart like this and he didn’t even know how you felt about him. You don’t know how long you are like that but soon Matthew is coming and you have never been more grateful to see him in your life.

“What happened? I got a call you were here. I thought everything was back to normal and you guys were, okay?” Matthew looks at you. You shake your head and grab his hand to stand up.

“I lied because I didn’t want you to worry. But I came here and he thinks the whole thing was a prank. He hates me Matty,” you whisper as the tears start to pile up. You look at the light and quickly blink so you don’t start crying before Matthew wraps his arms around you.

“We’ll figure it out. Okay?”

“I don’t know what there is to figure out Matty. He hates me.”

“I’ll talk to him or I don’t know.”

“It’s useless. I’ll just figure something out. I’ll be okay.” You smile and Matthew knows it’s a load of crap but he drops it. The two of you walk to get ice cream before he has to leave for a date with Abby leaving you alone with your thoughts. You sit in your empty apartment and can’t help but wonder if he’ll ever forgive you. That’s when you get the email. One other secret you had been keeping is that you had applied to be a photographer for the world juniors hockey tournament. You know it was a bit of a stretch but you had always been into photography and you had done a lot of sports photography. This was the email saying the position was yours. You were officially team USA’s photographer. Your rather shitty day had gotten a lot better. 

That night you go to bed with a smile on your face. You were happy and things were starting to look up. The rest of your week went by rather fast and soon it was game day. You went to the boy's game and they won. You congratulated Matthew and Brock before smiling at Jimmy as you left. You had decided you didn’t care if he was going to be a dick to you. You could be the bigger person and just ignore it and be nice to him anyways. It didn’t matter anymore. You were done caring.

[faeriefrolic]

Sims Tag Meme

Thank you so much @cactusblossom for tagging me!!! This was really fun to do. I tag anyone who sees this if they want to do it too!

What’s your favorite sims death? The ranting about death is hilarious, Grim basically says fuck around and find out for that one lmao. I haven't personally seen it in game but it would be wild. But I have to go with the classic delete the pool ladder from ts1 and locking sims in a room with fireworks :)

Alpha CC or Maxis Match? Maxis match! I like my game to be colorful and cartoony.

Do you cheat when your sims gain weight? Nope! I like body diversity and it's a part of their life. The only times I would cheat their weight is if it was glitched (like Madeline and Tabby at one point with the gain weight from pregnancy mod. My sliders weren't playing nice and their animations/arms were messed up)

Do you use move objects? I do, for deco objects. I don't like using it for functional objects though because sims are dumb and can't route/interact with them if they're not placed normally. I like having playable homes/lots than just aesthetically pretty ones

Favorite mod?

First expansion/game/stuff pack you got? I started playing sims with ts1 when I borrowed it and the Livin Large EP from my brother. I still have all the ts1 cds in my room (but sadly no disc drive to put them in lol rip) For ts2 I *think* it was Open for Business, I remember making bookstores with it. For ts3 I bought base game + seasons bundled at Gamestop randomly one day and uhhh oops lol. I don't play ts4, but I have the base game + cats & dogs.

Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing? I pronounce it like aLive

Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? Crystal Leblanc, my little kitty faerie doll! She's an oc of mine and I love watching her get excited over tiny things and her cute faces. I also really love Pewter Dusk, he started as just a random sim request from @shuckleberrysims but I started a save with him and he's so adorable and fun. I love awkward fish genie.

Have you made a simself? I did long ago, but I don't think I even have their sim file anymore lmao

What sim traits did you give yourself? Cat Person, Bookworm, Shy, Supernatural Fan, Natural Cook

What is your favorite EA hair color? I don't think I really have one? I despise the gross green-brown preset in ts3 though, it's SO UGLY... especially when random generated sims had it, uuugh. So glad there's a fix for that now.

Favorite EA hair? A few Uni Life hairs are cute but my recent favorite is one that Mignonette has as a teen/ya. It's a rly cute messy updo hair with a bandana bow. She aged up into it as a teen and it looked really cute on her so I kept it! It's from Master Suite stuff!

Favorite life stage? I think you can guess lmao

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? Gameplay, I cannot build to save my life, I make ugly boxes

Are you a CC creator? No, but I'm interested in learning more about it, I've been fiddling with ITUNs in s3pe and such. I've made mods for Skyrim but I'd like to make more sim downloads (I need to put the Dusks up for download if I track down their cc...)

Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad? 2016 switter gang hi!!! It's been a long time and a few of them are no longer on simblr. but I like to think I have some friends on here, though I'm very shy and go on hiatuses a lot

What’s your favorite game? TS3! I wish I could play ts1 again though :(

Do you have any Sims merch? No but I should get some...

Do you have a YouTube for sims? No, I'm pretty self conscious of my voice and I'm afraid of my game error 12'ving or crashing while recording lol. I do stream in discord though

How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing? When I started playing I had very minimal cc and was very vanilla. Then I got into berries after discovering simblr, and I really like all the different colors and fun designs. I just think they're neat.

What’s your Origin ID? Honestly I don't know and I don't wanna open origin lol

Who’s your favorite CC creator? Oh gosh too many... too many slkdfjlf but to name a few off the top of my head, @sim-songs, @nectar-cellar, @poisonfireleafs hair, @xiasimla, @teekapoa

How long have you had a simblr? Since 2013! All of my older posts are gone now though when I deleted them years ago :( I wish I could look back on them. Wayback machine doesn't load the pictures and only has a few pages of my old blog.

How do you edit your pictures? I used edit with actions in photoshop before I got reshade. Now I just use @erasabledinosaur's wonderful presets 💗 I'm currently using Papercut and sometimes Strawberry Rhubarb!

What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far? Honestly, University Life will always have a place in my heart as it was the first EP I bought after base game + seasons. I have really fond memories of my simself running around the uni world exploring everything about ts3, everything was so new and exciting to me. and I love the uni townies! Especially Cid and Shea. I made ocs that are loosely based on them. (Very loosely since my Cid is nothing like EA Cid lmao)

What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next? Well since EA abandoned ts3 all I can ask for is the game magically becoming 64 bit 🙃

[blue-corvid]

Tumblr Live Hot(?) Takes

The thing that really kills me about Tumblr Live is honestly that it could have been fine -- useful even!

I already follow streamers on Tumblr! I follow artists, comedians, video game let's-players, tabletop gaming nerds, all of whom stream somewhere that isn't Tumblr! If I could watch them stream on Tumblr, I would absolutely do that!

But Tumblr. My beloved. You fucked it up so bad. You immediately made it as sketchy and annoying as possible, and now... by the point that “everybody hates it” is the thing most people know about it, i can’t imagine it would be easy to save.

So this is my open letter to Tumblr (I don't know who to direct it at -- @staff? I hope that's okay) -- here’s where I think you went wrong, and how you could fix it (if it is, in fact, fixable.)

Tumblr Live appeared silently with no warning.

When it first showed up, the only thing I heard about it was “what the fuck is this?” I Googled it and found basically nothing, and then when I looked it up in Tumblr’s support pages, it wasn’t super clear what Tumblr Live was or what it was for. Streaming platform was only my best guess.

Most of the article was about how you could make money off it. Tumblr, I can’t make money off of it if I don’t know what it is, how to use it, or how to explain it to anyone.

This isn't the case anymore, but it was a serious problem early on.

(Seemingly) no effort to make it look appealing or useful.

It looks and acts like an ad. It’s positioned like an ad at the top of the dashboard. Like an ad, it doesn’t have any connection to what I do or care about on Tumblr.

It looks to be a bunch of still shots from the live chats that it’s promoting and this is just such an unbelievably bad idea.

See, here's the thing: Tumblr has a running problem with porn bots, most of which can be quickly identified by their avatars, which are almost always (stolen) pictures of attractive women, often in revealing clothing.

Guess what every single image I can see on the Tumblr Live ad banner is? Did you guess pictures of attractive women, often in revealing clothing? See the problem? Regardless of my feelings on or desire to interact with cam girls (which are, for the record: I’m not interested personally but I wish you good vibes and good luck and respectful clients), my gut reaction upon seeing the Tumblr Live banner is, “That looks like a bunch of porn bots.”

When you add this to how hard it was to find information about Tumblr Live, how poorly its terms of service were explained, and the state of the internet right now (with every social media site gunning to get its teeth into its uses' throats to vampire as much sensitive personal data from them as possible), Tumblr Live looks dangerous.

When Tumblr users got annoyed with it, there was (seemingly) no effort to fix any of the problems.

Instead of explaining clearly what Live is and how it works and making it inherently less intrusive, Tumblr made excuses about how they had to try to make it profitable and doubled down on making it as annoying as possible with its stupid “snooze” feature.

Every time this stupid porn-bot-looking ad banner popped up on someone’s dash after a week of being lulled into a false sense of security, they hated it a little more.

Tumblr basically hand-crafted a sitewide campaign to yell about how bad this feature is once a week.

How could it have been better?

It’s all well and good to sit here and pass judgement, but was it not just doomed from the start? Could Tumblr really have done any better?

Yes. Absolutely yes.

Here’s how you fix Tumblr Live:

Get rid of the ad-banner-style preview placement.

Instead, mimic what people are doing for their Twitch streams already. Send out a notification on my dashboard when a blog I follow goes live. Respect the rules for normal Tumblr posts when it comes to visibility: let people blaze and reblog them and don’t push them out to people who wouldn’t normally see posts from that blog except according to users’ dashboard preferences.

For persistent notifications (since streams aren’t one-and-done like posts), put a list of blogs I follow that are currently live in the sidebar.

Because these features are no longer intrusive, you no longer need an option in the settings to toggle them off, and people who initially wrote off Live can explore it if it ever becomes valuable to them instead of making it disappear forever.

Get the stream previews off users' screens as soon as humanly possible.

Tumblr has a porn bot problem. Because people's (especially women's and especially cam girls') pictures get scraped for porn bot avatars, Tumblr users are gonna associate pictures of real live non-celebrity people (especially women) with internet scams. Forget this "keep it clean" shit -- whether it looks "clean" matters less than whether it looks like someone wants to steal my credit card information. (And on the other side of that, please understand that sex worker positivity doesn't help sex workers if a feature they use gets shut down because your average Tumblr user thinks it looks so sketchy that they won't touch it with a ten-foot pole.)

Replace the stream preview with the streamer's avatar and the stream title and/or a streamer-selected cover image.

Get help from actual streamers.

Go find Tumblr users who regularly make posts announcing Twitch streams and introduce them to Tumblr Live. For people who already use Tumblr, already stream stuff, and already use Tumblr to tell their audience that they're streaming, having a streaming platform attached to Tumblr could be a real convenience. If you have premium streaming features, find some popular streamers who use Tumblr and give them free access to those features for a while. Even better, maybe ask them for feedback on those features.

Most importantly, get people who stream a variety of different things. Even if Tumblr users don't hate Tumblr Live, if they're under the impression that it's only for one thing and that one thing is something they're not into, they're never gonna use it.

...That's it, that's all I've got. I know this post is a monster, but if anyone reads it: thanks. Good luck in to all in this new era of Tumblr.

[thetimeintheworld]

F1 Tag Game! Tag some people you'd like to get to know better! tagged by @vettels-bees

Who is your favorite driver? Ooo that depends if we're talking about of all time or current grid. All time has to be Sebastian Vettel and current is Lewis Hamilton

Do you have other favorite drivers? Yep, the Sauber duo. I just love their dynamic. There's also Kimi when he was still around

Who is your least favorite driver? Nico Hulkenberg (He's just meh to me and there was that sexist comment which put me off)

Do you pull for drivers or do you like teams as well? I tend to root for drivers and with teams it just depends on the drivers

If you like teams, what teams do you pull for? I suppose Mercedes. I'm a massive fan of their sports car programs and drivers and that carried into F1 (However the F1 side...oh boy, aren't they in a ditch atm)

How long have you been into F1? Not to long, got into it in 2021!

What got you into F1? Well this is quite a story. The first I've ever heard about F1 was from my favourite gaming youtube channel (Outsidexbox/Extra) where they kept making references about Pierre and DTS on their videos and live streams and two members trying to convince the others to watch. I started watching DTS just to understand the references and ended up enjoying it. Then came the collaboration with Aston Martin and James Bond and that's when I watched my first race and loved it

Do you enjoy fanfic/RPF? I don't really read fanfics

How do you view new fans? I don't mind them unless its those weird tiktok fans then nope

Are your friends and family into F1 as well? Just my sister who got into F1 cause of me. My friends aren't as interested but I do send over some stuff (I think they just have a quick look and ignore it)

If you could take over as team principal for any team, who would it be and why? Sauber cause surely the bar can't be that high. Just fix the pitstops and get points??

Are you open to talking to other fans/making friends? Yes but I'm shy so someone will have to make the first move

I don't really know anyone to tag but if you see this and want to do this, feel free to use me

[blazehedgehog]

Thoughts on EZ allies?

Gametrailers is basically what got me to start producing video reviews. My earliest video reviews were inspired by their tone, pacing, and length. I didn't have fancy CG topic transitions, but I did try and at least develop a worthy subject style with the way each segment of the video would transition with a little musical interlude.

Around the time of the first Sonic & Sega All-Stars Racing review, I think I started to get away from that, because I recall people commenting that my transition segments were getting a little too long.

I continue to follow Easy Allies just for their video review content. Not so much their other content, but that was true of Gametrailers, too. I remember right after the news Gametrailers was shutting down, I finally ended up watching an episode of The Final Bosman and wished I'd been watching it sooner, because it was great.

I still occasionally tune in to EZA's preview coverage for games I'm interested in, and I used to like... watch their community round-up videos where they played popular stream clips and art or whatever, but those got to be way too long for me to focus on.

I kind of wish they'd go back to more edited, show-based content. When they first launched they kept running with the Gametrailers torch by doing retrospective videos, shows based on obscure game secrets, etc.

Now all they do is podcasts, reaction videos, and streams. Talking head stuff where they point a camera at a studio couch and they chat. But if you go back and look at their most popular videos, some of that edited content show stuff still lands in their most viewed videos of all time. Episodes of Game Sleuth, Don't Skip, or their retrospective videos, etc.

I know those take a lot more work (believe me, I know) and technically Brandon is "retired" now outside of video review voice over. But still. Doesn't matter who it is, be it Giantbomb, EZA, or anyone else, I've always been more pro-production than just "we'll turn on a live camera and see what happens as we chat." I'd like more than the bare minimum of effort. Quality over quantity.

But I guess that's not how Youtube works because there's always going to to be someone willing to do it faster and cheaper. I just don't want to cheap it out, or for anyone else to cheap it out either.

[phantom-does-a-thing]

will. bestie. i have a question thats been in my head for days but i keep forgetting to ask.

whats the flesh dimension and how bad should i be to get sent there. please. i wanna go to the flesh dimension

ok so I feel like the flesh dimension bit has way more context than it actually should. And that context went on in like a million paragraphs so I'm gonna put it under a cut bc it got so incredibly long. There is a lot of backstory behind the flesh dimension part and what's funny is there could be about 2 or 3 contexts behind this that I could explain. I always seem to come back to different flesh dimensions, but bc ik ur referring to what my discord status has been I will explain why it is that

Basically the other day my partner was streaming for me a new game that they had bought for 7 dollars bc they had seen some screenshots of the game and thought it was interesting. Song of Saya. It's an insanely weird and slightly disturbing Japanese (I believe it is from Japan iirc) visual novel that if it tells you anything I think RIGHT off the bat it gave you the option to turn the gore graphics off or adjust how bad you want the gore. And because I am evil evil evil, I told my partner not to turn the gore off at all.

Anyway. This Game. is So gory. It's awful, it's like so gross and I wish I got to see it in all it's glory but I was stuck seeing it through the few pixels that a discord stream allows me to see. Anyway the basic plot of the game that I understood (bc my partner only played like two hours of it for me before I had to go) is that this dude got into an accident and received an experimental brain surgery or some sort of neurological surgery/treatment. This guy is also a medical student, I hate the main protagonist tbh and Saya who is NOT the main protaganist but she is also there and I also hate her. The plot of this game is insane.

Anyway, the surgery messed up this dudes brain so horribly that now he is stuck in a nightmare flesh hellscape, what me and my partner have dubbed the "flesh dimension" So every person that this dude talks to all his previous friends and anyone he knows is transformed into these disgusting fleshy blobs of gore and viscera as well as everything is literally COVERED in gore and organs and flesh and by covered I mean things have now become gore. It affects all of his senses so smell, taste, hearing, sight, touch, he is essentially in every single way but literal (even though it is real to him) he is in a flesh dimension. And obviously because hes in a flesh dimension he starts to become a real prick bc all his friends just see him from the outside perspective and he is rapidly fighting every urge to like freak out and just explode.

So yeah, he became a prick bc of the flesh dimension or whatever and so yeah, he's a naughty boy that gets put in the flesh dimension. He also like VIOLENTLY rejected his friends love confession and just like threw in her face how much he hated her how much her voice and appearance made him sick (bc flesh world stuff) and how he couldn't stand being by any of them. Which yeah.

Saya is also the only "human" being that he can see. so she just looks like a normal person to him and he met her in the hospital when he was recovering and she now lives with him and eats people but he doesn't know that. He also can eat people and they actually taste GOOD for once bc everything else in the flesh world tastes disgusting. Me and my partner assume that she is actually the flesh monster that looks normal to him bc he's in the flesh world.

it's a super interesting game and a super interesting plot and like. I would put screenshots but like THATS how gross and gory it is at least from what I could see from my bad quality discord stream that I was lovingly subjected to. It's also a really weird game style bc its like not really a game you're just watching the entire thing, it's just a visual novel there's no choices or decisions you're just playing through the story, you have no affect on it. So it's a really weird game system that I feel like I've never seen before, but yeah, it's super interesting and I really like it. No idea where my partner got it from tho so idk where to play it.

me and my partner are matching statuses btw

Some notable quotes that really solidify the watching experience: "you have to go to a taylor swift concert in the flesh dimension" "Maybe the flesh dimension is a trans allegory" "his pathetic flesh world swag has bewitched her in body and soul" "dont cry it just makes you uglier" (I cant remember if I was quoting the game but I did say this and scared my partner bc they thought I meant that towards them) "Secret nurse? shes like twelve and also a flesh monster" So to answer your question: you have to get experimental nerurosurgery and or just be a general massive prick to your friends to get sent to the flesh dimension. Or hmu for more options to get sent to the Flesh World dw about the cost

[cagedchoices]

GET TO KNOW THE AUTHOR.

name:  mel 

pronouns:  they/them/theirs

preference of communication:  mainly tumblr IMs these days, but i have discord and wire and occasionally i will drop my info on tumblr, give it out privately if asked, or add if someone else is looking to add. it can take me a while to work up the courage to message someone in the first place and i'm really... not good at the usual social cues of "hey how are you/good how are you?/what have you been up to?" but i'm usually game to chat about other stuff

most active muse:  Caleb. i've had a lot of other muses but he's been the one i've been most consistently able to write in the slightly over 3 years since i first started writing him.

experience/how many years:  i had a couple false starts trying to set up rp blogs for Samwise Gamgee from the Lord of the Rings trilogy and Wirt from Over the Garden Wall back in 2014 and 2015? but i just never really managed to get off the ground and start writing in-character for them because i was super heavily intimidated by the rpc and too nervous to approach anyone. finally in january 2017 i stumbled across a parody of Portal 2 on youtube called the Unauthorized Musical and discovered that there were already a handful of muns on tumblr who had picked up characters specifically based on that production and regularly hosted rabbit streams where they'd watch the video again together and welcomed anyone who wanted to join to do so. i noticed nobody was really writing any antagonistic characters against them so i wound up setting up a blog for GLaDOS and following everybody i met during the stream and that was essentially how i became hooked on tumblr rp. i've been kicking around on and off for about 7 years now.

best experience: there's so many to choose from, but i think i'd have to say my best experience was when i started writing Caleb. i was just fresh off watching Westworld season 3, i was actually feeling more compelled at the time to try and write either Dolores, Maeve, Clementine or Teddy but i felt like i wouldn't do any of 'em justice. i ended up making a sideblog to my old multimuse after deciding i would try writing Caleb, and that's where i almost immediately connected with melody/aworldofyou/copiesofme and was enthusiastically introduced to a bunch of other muns residing in the tiny but mighty westworld rpc. 🥰

rp pet peeves: one is pretty much the same as Sandra said; making a new main blog in the spur of the moment. exhausting all energy on curating a distinct aesthetic for icons/banners/promos/custom themes/etc, and then completely losing interest in a week or 2 without ever getting to write that character. and then more often than not the process gets repeated down the line until that person either becomes overwhelmed from having too many blogs to manage or too many memes to answer or too many starters to write.

i also don't particularly love memes that promote making rp into a popularity contest or seeking an almost constant stream of validation from other people. things like "send a _ and i'll rate your blog on a scale of 1 to 10/using a scale template" i try to stay far away from. arguably every notification you get on tumblr is an instant dopamine hit just like all social media is but. idk there was just something about those blog rating/character rating memes that made them feel more addictive to send and receive than like, taking the time to give someone your honest opinion on how you feel about them as a person or on their writing and characters and such.

another similar thing is reblog chains to the effect of 'reblog this if you actually like following me/seeing me on the dash.' i really don't like these. there's a level of self-deprecation and guilt-tripping involved and when people already feel awfully low and vulnerable to negative self image this just makes it worse. especially when people post with side commentary like 'oh nobody will reblog this from me lol.' and i don't think they're always necessarily aware that this is manipulative behavior, but...it is. even just the way the source post is typically phrased, it preys on insecurity and it makes me sad when i do see mutuals reblogging posts written like this because then i'm like. just sitting there thinking "i'm not a spambot so...if i didn't like following you or seeing you on my dash i would not be following you??"

other forms of reblog chains like 'reblog to give the person you're reblogging from a hug' or 'reblog this and say something nice about the person you reblogged from' are far better in my opinion because they don't inherently contain that same level of insecurity. they put the focus on lifting up and supporting the person you're reblogging from instead of centering on yourself.

plots or memes: i like both but i am very much a memes person because i feel like i'm not very good at plotting.

long or short replies: i don't really have a preference! but lately my thing generally seems to be letting the length creep up so my replies just get longer and longer over time. i never expect anyone to match me, but like. the one thing that would crush my soul is me posting like. 5-7 paragraphs and getting back a one sentence or one word response 😭

are you like your muses: i have a few things in common with caleb, one of them being that we're both neurodivergent and just trying to exist in a society where it is typically seen as undesirable to be classed as such. i stumbled across a venn diagram a while back comparing and contrasting common traits associated with ptsd and autism and it has given me a lot to take into consideration in the way that i portray caleb

tagged by: @k4ndall

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