#i'm gonna do the whole fucking game sooner or later

[groxglitch]

Contact

Pain.

Every synapse and nerve ending in 621’s broken body burned. The sudden Coral surge was overwhelming. It felt like his brain itself was buzzing, his head spinning. Every sensor feed from his stricken AC was more noise than actual data. The last time he’d experienced this much misery in one place was his initial augmentation; unlike that time, he no longer had a larynx with which to scream. Everything was red. Outside, inside, even if he closed his eyes all he could see was that flashing, jittering, intense red. At the outer vestiges of his mind he could hear a voice; soft, feminine, surprised and curious, though he was far from capable of making out what was being said. He clung to the margins, fading in and out as his AC was thrashed around the interior of the Watchpoint. He was fairly sure he had faded in and out of consciousness a few times now. And what was that voice? He was no stranger to hearing voices - usually the med cocktail took care of them - but this was different somehow, more alien and external than a voice in his head had any right to be.  Even in his dazed state, he could pick out angular changes in orientation, hear thrusters firing. Accelerometer data confirmed the changes, when his twice-fried brain could actually understand the signals. Was he doing that? Even his instincts had their limits.

“Raven.”

There was that voice again. At least she sounded soothing. Was this it? Was this the parting hallucinations of a brain that had figured out it was going to die? Something seethed  deep inside him. This was not how it was supposed to end. He had not come this far to die in some Coral-filled hole in the ground. His AC systems read off a full readiness report he could barely even comprehend. He did make out “operator vitals stable”, so he probably wasn’t dying. Not unless the Coral in his brain decided to cook off, anyway. He also noted he had absolutely no outbound signal. He struggled to un-slump himself within the fluid of his control pod.

“Raven, you need to wake up. There’s a PCA craft on direct approach, it’s jamming our signal.”

Suddenly his mind snapped awake. Combat. The noise had died off and he could make heads or tails of what was happening, albeit with some difficulty. His AC was standing on the roof of the Watchpoint. How? He could figure that out later. There was a hostile incoming. If he didn’t get it together now he wouldn’t live to worry about getting out of the Watchpoint, or the voice in his head that was evidently not a dying hallucination. He was still struggling to function, though; his movements were sluggish and he was struggling to process his machine’s full bandwidth of data. Frankly it was amazing he was doing as well as he was given he should, by all rights, be dead.

“I’ll synchronize with your brainwaves and support you as best I can. Get ready.”

Synchronize with- what? 621 struggled to make sense of the statement, but it wasn’t like he had time to worry about it anyway. At the very least, his datastream had cleaned up, and his AC was moving better, though it felt almost as if it were moving of his own accord. Wait, is this voice doing that? Who the hell even is this? Radar tracked a large AC screaming down to the Watchpoint at high speed. It swung around and drifted to a stop opposite his position on the roof, a large biped with what looked to be an EVA extension pack on the backside.

“Scans indicate it’s an autonomous PCA interceptor, designation Balteus. Be careful.”

The machine physically reached up and dragged down a sizable MRLS rack, locking in for a salvo. 621 already registered the hostile lock tone. This is gonna suck.

“Main system: reactivating combat mode. Move, Raven!”

He didn’t need to hear the suggestion twice. He lunged his AC forward with a booster-augmented kick, dipping low to the right to drag the missile volley towards him before suddenly juking left, sending most of the flight slamming into the ground behind him as he loosed a volley of his own from the plasma launchers on his shoulders. They detonated against Balteus, a shimmering off-teal field shielding the body of the machine from damage. Of course it has a pulse shield. Fucking PCA. He staggered discharges from the laser rifle in either arm as Balteus started to move, bolts rippling across the shield as the autocannons on the support ring returned fire in kind. Damage reports were fed directly to his consciousness as stray shells splintered off armor plating. Balteus came to a brief halt, and 621 reflexively fired his machine’s lateral thrusters, just barely clearing a cannon shell screaming past his left shoulder. He took the chance to loose another plasma volley, slowing down the rhythm on his rifles to give the poor guns a chance to cool, thermal warnings whining in his head. Not like he needed them; he could feel the rain sizzling off the barrels. No pulse weapons on hand. The only way I’m getting through that thing’s shield is with brute force. He tracked Balteus’s orbit, keeping pressure on with his lasers as it came to a halt, gaining altitude over him. The lock tone buzzed in his head. Perfect. He fired off the transit thrusters on his AC at full power, scraping low again to drag the missiles clear before streaking up underneath Balteus. It started to evade but it moved too late, as 621 brought his AC’s foot up in a rocket-powered flip kick. Sensors registered the shield protecting Balteus drop, and 621 carried his momentum through, bringing his weapons to bear as gravity reclaimed his machine. This time his weapons struck true, plasma fields and laser beams finding purchase against Balteus’s reinforced hide. It started to move again, putting distance between itself and its target as more autocannon fire raked 621’s armored hide.

“Thermal spike, Raven, get clear!”

The voice called it out before he even registered it, but sure enough, gouts of flame built at either side of Balteus’ support frame. The machine came screaming forward, lashing a gouge of superheated fire across the roof. 621 barely jumped his machine clear of the sweep, firing off a wall of plasma bolts as he engaged retro-thrusters and put some space between them. Balteus came forward for another sweep, which he evaded only by slamming down to the ground. He dashed forward underneath Balteus, barely managing to keep his machine standing as he pivoted around to bring weapons to bear once more. The damned thing’s shield was already back up.

“Keep fighting Raven, we can do this.”

Gotta kick it again, it’s the only way. Back to square one. Focus. He kept skidding backwards away from Balteus, throwing in erratic changes in vector to throw off its aim with the autocannons. He shifted into a hard left at the edge of the Watchpoint, tracking as Balteus followed his movements along the edge and repositioned accordingly. It initiated a staggered set of dashes forward, firing off another cannon shell in the middle, before launching into another flurry of flame blade strikes. 621 struggled to keep his machine ahead of the assault, thermal sensors spiking well past the redzone as flames licked at his machine. Finally, however, Balteus slowed down. It’s energy was, for a short window, spent. There’s my window. Once again, 621 fired his transit thrusters and slammed feet first into Balteus with as much weight and force as his spritely machine could muster. Its shield flickered out and 621 proceeded to hammer it with as much firepower as he could muster at any one time, driving his weapons as hard as they could go. Balteus tried to regain it’s stability under his barrage, and he fired up the thrusters again, this time sending it drifting across the roof with a shoulder tackle. He kicked off high, continuing his barrage until the weapons forcibly quit fire.  Flames poured from Balteus as it struggled to get itself under control. Flames billowed from several open blasts across the hull. Its thrusters gave out, and the machine tried to catch itself on its feet, swaying before buckling and dropping to its knees. It reached up and tried to drag its missile racks down for a final, spiteful salvo. However, in the midst of them sliding into place, several detonated in the rack, leading to a chain reaction that blew the entire craft to pieces. “Sympathetic detonation confirmed in enemy magazines; enemy craft destroyed. Well done.”

621 found himself huffing inside his control pod. Even if he hadn’t physically moved much at all, pushing an AC to its limits right after brushing shoulders with death takes a lot out of you. He took a second to collect himself. “Mind explaining to me who - or what - the hell you are, exactly?” He asked. Things weren’t adding up. Sure, a voice in his head could just be a hallucination, but his hallucinations never actively helped him drive an AC before. Short wave radio comms would pick up in his skull as well, but that PCA unit was very much jamming comms so that’s out, and there is zero chance of somebody copiloting an AC remotely over radio. “I am Ayre - a Rubiconian. We made Contact when you were subsumed in the Coral flow below. The surge of Coral throughout your machine allowed me a measure of direct control, and I was able to override the autopilot and extract you. The residual Coral in your machine is already fading, however… I am symbiotically bound to your implants.” Finally, a name to the voice- Ayre. It wasn’t just another mental side effect of his implants going haywire. Arguably, it was worse; he’d picked up a stray. How? Since when were there people in Coral? It was a mineral, a fancy sparky rock in the ground. It could do a lot of things, to be sure, but since the fuck when was Coral alive? “I understand that this is probably a lot to take in all at once. I tried reaching out to you before, but I… I guess you were still too far gone then to even understand me. Or maybe I hadn’t worked out how to communicate in a way you could understand.” “Well. Thank you for dragging me out of that pit, at the very least.” He said. “So, you’re in my head?” “Yes, specifically your cerebral implants. The Coral throughout your central nervous system acts as a resonator and allows me to exist within your brain, functionally as an extra brainwave.” “Well that’s grand.” 621 lamented. “As if I wasn’t enough of a wreck as-is. I’m going to guess you can rifle through my memories and the rest of my brain at a whim?” “That is correct, yes. At a surface level, that’s how I worked out your name, and worked out how to best coordinate with you in combat.” “Do me a favor then, don’t go poking around places you don’t belong. There’s places in my brain even I don’t touch anymore.” He chided. “I… will keep that in mind, Raven.” Ayre agreed. “Something you should keep in mind yourself: look up.”

In the gaps between clouds, as the storm overhead began to part, 621 could see the bare sky. Streaked through in red, churning as crimson lightning raged within. It traced clear back to the horizon, to the northern coast, where smoke and debris were only just beginning to settle. “That Coral surge you were caught up in was but a drop in the greater tide… and only a small taste of what is to come in Rubicon’s future.” “Fuck.” 621 found himself at a loss for words. How much Coral did we just release? What kind of well was that cork holding closed? “Raven, you need rest. Both you and your AC are in rough shape. I’ll re-establish communications with Handler Walter.”

621 looked to the-now smoking remains of Balteus. Maybe the PCA had a good reason for trying to keep the Watchpoint sealed.

#armored core 6 #armored core vi #fanfiction #this is probably far too long form for tumblr #i'm gonna do the whole fucking game sooner or later #still trying to figure out how to do raven as a standoffish asshole #ive done far too much concepting of them being heroic #hoist by my own petard #also tumblr is fucking the formatting #i can't fix it #ive tried

[filmsomnia1]

You Protect who you Love

Movie Franchise: Scream

Pairing: Tara Carpenter x Fem!Reader

Words: 1153

Summary:

Tara and Y/N are not official buy Y/N is 100% in love with her and once she gets a message from Tara that just says 'help' she speeds to Tara's house and acts on complete instinct to protect the one she loves.



Story

'HELP'

That was all you saw as a text message from Tara before you were barreling yourself in your car speeding down to Tara's house, you instantly became worried as hell, not knowing what was possibly happening to her in that very moment.

No matter how many times you would call there was no pick up which stressed you out and caused you to throw your phone in the passenger seat and start speeding even more when a minute later your phone started ringing and you saw Tara's name pop up.

"Tara!"

"I'm sorry this isn't Tara, she's a little preoccupied, currently bleeding out on her floor"

"You fucker, what did you do to her"

"Oh nothing, she lost the game so she became a human pin cushion but the real question is should I kill her.... Y/N"

"Don't you fucking touch her"

"Oh Y/N, Y/N, Y/N you always were in love with Tara weren't you, to bad you both won't get your happy ending"

You heard Tara scream again meaning she must of got stabbed again just as you pulled up and you ran out the car heading straight through Tara's front door when you see someone in the classic ghost face mask.

Tara looked up at the same time as your eyes connected and you could see all the blood because you looked towards the killer, "come and get me" you said causing the ghost face to stand up and you both charge at each other.

The both of you crashing into each other which was not the smartest idea consider the ghost face person has a knife which caused you to get stabbed making you shout in pain as you kicked the ghost face person off.

The two of you kept going back and forth and you had about three stab wounds, on in the stomach, on the back of your shoulder and a big cut on your arm but you kept fighting which came to a sudden halt when you three heard the sirens.

"Times up bitch" you said and the ghost face person made a run for it to avoid getting caught by the cops as you dragged yourself over to Tara, "Tara, you still awake, oh god please be awake" you said as you finally got to her.

Her brown eyes stared up at yours and she gave you a brief nod and you brought her head up on your lap as you waited for the cops to get here, you gently caressed her face to keep her awake "don't worry Tara the cops are almost here, we're gonna be ok" you said keeping her awake.

"You risked your life and you saved me" Tara said looking up at you and you nodded "and I would do it over and over again" you said to her so gently and you meant every work and just as you said the the cops came running through the door.

"Please help her first, multiple stab would and she's losing a lot of blood" you said and the paramedics came and got to both of you and took you both to the hospital where Tara went into major surgery and you minor.

Hours Later

You managed to work some strings and you and Tara had a room together which made you feel a whole lot more comfortable so you could keep an eye on her and know she was safe, you had also just finished giving your statement to the cops about what happens and they would come and get Tara's in the next day or so.

You also had it so no one but immediate family could enter but all your friends knew what had happened and Wes said he would contact Sam to let her know about Tara and you even though you wanted to you were very tired.

You ending up sitting by Tara's bed just waiting for her to wake up holding her hand "oh god Tara, thank gosh the doctor said you were going to be ok, when you sent me that message I was so freaking scared and then getting the call and hearing you scream broke my heart, Tara if you died I don't know what I would have done, I'd have so many regrets gosh I wish I told you I loved you sooner but maybe I'll have my chance at some point soon" you say as you keep looking at her hand holding onto it.

"Maybe you just got that chance" you heard looking up to see Tara looking at you as you stared at her in shock "and maybe she feels the exact same way" she added one making your eyes go even wider as a smile made a way to your face.

"You do" you asked finally being able to say something and she nodded as you started to tear up "thank gosh you're ok Tara" you said standing up and getting a little closer to her and she ended up moving over a little wincing while doing so making you concerned "careful" you said and and she motioned for you to sit down but you were apprehensive "sit" she said and you listened.

"Y/N you saved my life, you did something no one has ever done for me and I can't repay you ever, I've loved you for a long time now but I didn't think you felt the same so I kept quite but if this has taught me anything it's that life is to short and anything can happen so I'm not gonna hide it anymore and when we're both all healed up I'm going to take you on the best date of your life, if that's ok with you?" Tara said and you had the biggest smile on your face.

"That's more than ok with me" you said and you stared into each others eyes before slowly leaning in and your lips were millimetres apart and you looked up into her eyes and she nodded before you both closed your eyes and your lips connected and what you could only describe as fireworks started to appear.

Once you pulled apart you laying down next to her to just be near her and she cuddled up to you while still being careful about both go your wounds and you two feel asleep in each others other and you couldn't tear the smile of both of your faces. 



#Scream #tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega

[dazyskiie-luv]

Overblot mc/yuu but...????

TW — mention of vomiting, fighting Crowley and winning (sorry Crowley lovers), past death. I like thinking a lot tbh

not necessarily angst but it is in here! Same with fluff...this was really just me rambling.

* EDIT: WHY DID IT TAKE HOURS UNTIL I FINALLY GOT TOLD I WAS WRITING OVERBLOT WRONG.

I think about MC overbloting a lot and I also think about adding it into my own books because of how??? good??? the idea???? is???????

I genuinely imagine that even from the start MC was in danger of overbloting themself, with the stress and despair of finding out they aren't in THEIR world, away from their (family and/or friends) with possibly NO WAY BACK EVER because of some egocentric crow refusing to do more than he wants to???????

They would obviously be hella upset, stressed, depressed, anxious, etc because they know NOTHING of this world and is practically a BABY among people who lived here THEIR WHOLE LIFE.

So as more overblots happen, the more their OWN overblot is brewing. Bubbling, waiting to enter the game. Especially with the magic always getting slashed onto them. I think the only reason why they HAVEN'T overbloted just yet is because of grim

a more personal headcanon; Grim's fire, when you have a close bond with him, sorta starts erasing your blot and fueling HIS flames, making it more powerful. Essentially, think of when you're close friends with someone... you'll find it easier to fight for them right?? like you have more power to do that??? that's what its like

Now think of when MC is just TOO deep in their mind, TOO deep into their emotions and its the ONE TIME grim isn't there to help. They go to throw up blot and after panicking for a bit they just accept it. They accept that "I'm gonna overblot and probably die" because they're just too tired to worry abt themself

They don't tell anyone and since the overblot is already taking over the entire inside of their body, grims flames can't really???? get it all???? It'll always be there and it'll continue to grow and slowly grim notices that when he's feeling more powerful than ever while MC is showing obvious signs of getting ready to overblot

Grim choosing not to say anything to other people would be like... i guess out of character but at the same time i think In character????? He knows how tired MC is with dealing with everyone and honestly he's tired of it too so YASSS SLAY HENCH-BESTIEEE!!!!!

Sooner or later the others would notice too and it would be a little late to help MC since the overblot is already seeping out of their skin like they're crying. and honestly? their body IS crying. it's crying blot. And even as everyone is screaming and panicking about MC, they're just... sitting there.

Like they're annoyed everyone is making a big deal out of it considering no one cared before, and they're just like "stfu we're in class" and then focus on the teacher going "u can continue im sorry abt that."

And everyone is just??? confused?? because why aren't they going haywire or like.....???? idk..... crying in pain....????? what...........

MC just chilling the entire day while overbloting, even their overblot monster just floating behind them in peace and waving at times when people look for too long while everyone else is wary and giving them (+ grim who's always in MC's hold) a bunch of space while the teachers and dormleaders have their pens/wands/wtvr thr fuck at command just incase

but then everyone just realizes that??? MC isn't gonna???? do anything?????? and it kinda irritates them because why aren't you doing shit its freaking them out.

And lets say,,, ortho... as discreetly as he can... scans you. And it shows that you're perfectly fine??? like you aren't dying or in pain. It even shows the Blot monster being alright too like its just a guy standing there.

And now the confusion is up to 100 because WHAT????

MC and the Blot [+ Grim] just doing their everyday assignments and eating in the cafeteria with their friends being visibly tense and MC just raises an eyebrow like "whats wrong with yall tf" before continuing to absolutely DEMOLISH a burger they got for free. FREE!!! best day ever fr they'll tell you that much

I feel like the Blot would get sorta aggressive/protective when it comes to people who has like hurt MC to the point they had to take a nurse visit (half of the school but its alr we gang fr) but when it comes to crowley....??? They'll see the FULL POWER of a magicless blot monster which is actually more terrifying than the others.

The blot going hulk on crowley is so funny to imagine for me cause he'd just be running away and suddenly gets smashed into a pillar from a literal stomp. just one. and it was relatively weak compared to the Blot AND MC picking up and swinging that SAME PILLAR to smash it into crowley.

All that anger and other negative emotion finally coming out the SECOND they even so as HEAR that crows heartbeat nearby. It gave everyone whiplash but then again they also all collectively thought that he deserved it considering he hasn't truly done anything to HELP the students but just to HELP the schools reputation.

I'm half certain a student died there and he just covered it up and they turned into a ghost that haunts places. (i mean... look at the three ghosts in Ramshackle. they used to be students there I'm pretty sure????? i forgot.)

As MC is beating the DOG SHIT out of crowley the Blot is just cleaning everything up slowly because they realized that they dirted up the place :( and when MC is done they help too as the teachers all circle around a throughly beaten and bruised Crowley who has blood seeping out of his mouth while being half awake.

Of course they help him don't die because they honestly don't want the one helpful person to go to the equivalent of jail in twisted wonderland for committing murder and ykw thats so real.

I feel like as Mc stays in this overblot form everyone thats close-ish to them gets memories of things that's happened to them in the past like how MC did. But it's worse. I want an mc thats traumatized im sorry and i want it to be worse than what half of these guys went through.

I need them to feel guilty even more. Like. "Oh my god I really said that when— holy shit" FEEL BAD!!!!! Grim would already know their past because I know I would be cuddling into Grim's stomach and crying about everything.

When Mc finally stops "Overbloting", the Blot would still be there but as its own person :D How does this work????? it works bc I said it does.

The Blot™ would help MC a lot and vice versa, basically acting like parents now with how worried they get over everyone and the other. Grim is eating the attention up though as both Mc and The Blot cuddle as therapy (and bc they wanna)

Everyone (especially idia) would need time to like... get used to that because there's "NO FUCKING RECORD OF AN OVERBLOT BECOMING ITS OWN PERSON AND BEING....NICE?????"(shrouds words not mine ong) and when they do get used to it its like everyone is genuinely happier because! gasp! they are!!!

kick the crow out the seat. Both the Blot and Mc are the new headmaster contrary to the students voting them when Crowley got demoted from it.

I also feel like....??? Instead of MC goinf back home cause they realize just how BAD it was back home, they choose to have a bridge between both realities so that its their (friends and/or families) choice on if they want to be with them in twisted wonderland or not.

MC & Blot beating the shit outta Crowley as everyone watches (and cheers)

#🪐:maxwrites.exe #♡ #gn reader #x reader #twisted wonderland #◇ #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #♤ #Overbolt MC #Overbolt Yuu #Overbolt #dire crowley #Headmaster Crowley #ortho shroud #idia shroud #The Great Grim #grim twst #☆ #Nobodies really mentioned here besides the one I put tags as.... #also not truly an x reader but still it can be worse if you see it as one #romantic or platonic is up to you! #♧ #long post #overblot #oh my god. #crying i said bolt this entire time.

[undiscovered-horizon]

"Even closer behind" - Riddler x Reader

[TW: murder, gore, blood, explicit language, jealousy/possessiveness]

SUMMARY: Some guy won't stop texting you so Ed decides to take things into his hands. For better or worse, your problem is gone, well, permanently.

WORDCOUNT: ~ 1.4k

A/N: give "Hungry Like The Wolf" - Hidden Citizens, Tim Halperin a listen! Inspired by the weird DMs I've gotten on Reddit

Sender: [email protected] Subject: pls respond i'm sorry pls Message: i'm sorry pls give me a 2nd chance it was stupid to spam you god pls i will do anything for you pls text me back im sorry im so pathetic pls pls pls ill be better pls

Your frustrated groan pulled Ed away from his work.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" he asked nervously. Ed may have appeared quite collected but in his frenzied mind, he was already playing out tragic scenarios in which you leave him. Everyone said that you were "settling" for him, so maybe you have finally believed them?

"A minor inconvenience, really," you answered with a sigh. "There's this guy, Luke, he's a friend of a friend and keeps asking me out." Ed's heart might have literally stopped at those words. He wasn't stupid, maybe naive at times, so he knew that other people would see that alluring perfection you had flowing through your veins - the same unholy particle that made him lose his mind completely and swear unwavering devotion to you. Sooner or later, someone was going to try to steal you from him and Ed was well aware of that. "I told him 'no' like hundreds of times and ended up blocking his number but he's like an actual cockroach! Like today, he spammed me with e-mails that basically boiled down to him having a meltdown over me dating some jerk and never giving the good guy a chance. He made up a whole scenario in which he's the victim and then got upset with me about it! Damn, I wish I had his mother's phone number so I could send her screenshots."

Ed struggled to swallow. His hand was gripping the pen tight enough to begin to shake. At that point he wasn't even angry - all reason had already left him and now his headspace was only filled with weirdly tranquil bloodthirst. At that moment, the entire world was but white noise, some static that distracted him from his goal. All possibilities for the murder were playing out in his head, a high-pitched ringing in his ears was the only sound he could hear. No one else could have you.

"I'm gonna take a nap," you announced suddenly. "You're welcome to join whenever you're finished."

He watched as you lay on his couch and pulled one of his jackets over your shoulders. For a moment he really did consider taking a break but Ed knew that there was a more pressing matter he had to tend to immediately.

For a man of his size, Ed expected Luke to be a little harder to take down and bind. The, theoretically speaking, hardest part of his plan, turned out to be greatly unexciting but maybe it was for the better - he will have more strength for the delicious main course.

"Before we get to the main event, let's play a little game, shall we?" Ed spoke while circling Luke who was taped to a chair. "I'll give you a riddle and you'll solve it. If you get it right, I'll kill you."

"And... if I don't?" the man asked. His voice was shaky, panic already gnawing at his reason. It seemed as if the longer he stared at the masked face, the less sane he became.

"I'll kill you too, only sooner. So, let's get to." Ed clapped his hands and rubbed them in excitement. "I am always near and never far. I am often avoided but always catch up. I will come when you're old and grey or maybe even the very next day. I come in many forms whether it's irony, love, laughter, or hate. I am everyone's final fate."

Luke stared at Ed in confusion, too terrified to even begin deciphering the riddle. His mind was more focused on delaying his upcoming death rather than on the words that had just left Ed's mouth. Aside from overwhelming fear, Luke's mind was completely blank.

"What the fuck, man?!" Luke yelled out desperately. It all seemed like a sick joke, something too demented to be the candid thoughts of a human being.

"Not even close, Luke." Ed shook his head. "Are you trying at all?! You can't be that stupid, come on!"

"Fuck, man, I don't know! Let me go, you psycho!"

"Luke, Luke, Luke... why are you making things hard for yourself? Would it hurt to finally use your brain after all those years?"

"Fuck you!" he yelled spitting out some blood. Ed really landed that hit with the bat.

A tense silence fell for a moment. It was probably that very moment, the calm quietness of the executioner, that made Luke realize his imminent fate. Ed admired the fear and resignation in the man's eyes.

"Fine."

Ed stretched out a long piece of silver tape and began taping around Luke's head, leaving only a small gap for the man's nostrils - if he died of asphyxiation, a little too fast for Ed's liking, the whole sentiment of the ordeal would have been lost.

Luke thrashed, at least as much as he could while being severely restrained. His frantic movements momentarily stopped as he heard the shriek of metal - a blade had either been pulled out or someone was sharpening it very slowly.

Without hesitation or fear, Ed stabbed Luke's abdomen. The man began thrashing again, only worsening his wound.

"You have to pay for what you've done, Luke. Those are the rules."

Blood gushed out of the open wound after Ed had taken the blade out. His hand trembled but not with fear, no - it was excitement, some primal passion for taking lives that fairly quickly pushed out his self-control.

When Ed raised his hand again, preparing for another blow, it was as if the world ceased to exist: it was only him, his blind range and the asshole that dared to try to steal something that belonged to Ed and Ed only.

Spiralling into ferocious, frenzied hunger, Ed began frantically stabbing Luke, his hand driving the blade inside the man's stomach only to pull it out right away. He was too far gone to even begin to realize that his arm was beginning to ache:

"You can't have her. You can never have her! No one can have her! I won't let you steal her away from me. She's mine, mine, mine!"

By the end of his tantrum, Luke's insides were already mush, stabbed into an impressionist's grotesque vision of entrails. There was blood on his clothes as well as little bits and pieces of Luke's organs. Justice was done, all that was left now was peace.

He was about to leave the condo, let life take its course but suddenly he remembered your words - that if you could, you would have sent Luke's mother evidence of her son's antics. Yes, he could do that for you...

Ed reached for the dead man's phone and used the corpse's still warm finger to unlock it. Having taken at least ten photographs, all at different angles to broaden their artistic scope, and then hit 'send'.

The heavy rain was thundering against the windows and so there was no point in Ed going out of his way to enter the apartment as quietly as he could. Nevertheless, he did his best. Peeking into the living room turned study, he saw you laying still on the couch - still asleep, covered with one of his jackets. Your face was so soft, so undisturbed. Exactly the way it should be.

Ed was happy to announce that the vermin was gone and he wasn't going to disturb you any longer. In fact, he was happy enough to be ready to wake you up the moment he came back home but he knew better - you needed some rest.

Carefully, not to wake you up, he removed the jacket you were sleeping under. Ed lay down on the couch with you, wrapping his arms tightly around you as if you were going to walk out the door any second. He listened to your steady, shallow breaths and calm heartbeat. You were there, with him, the only way it should ever be; the only way he'll allow it to be.

He was going to make you feel happy, proud and loved - even if it was the last thing he would do in his life.

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[crankyfemme]

Please talk to me about Joel and Tess I’ve been thinking about them all weekend

I don't even know if I have any coherent thoughts about them it's all just a wriggling mass of worms in here, screaming about their dynamic. (Update from after writing out the rest of this deranged essay: I did not mean for this to get so long and go off on so many tangents. I am insane. Thank you.)

I'm utterly obsessed with the way Tess is the one who calls the shots - just reblogged a post the other day about how Joel looks to her for decision-making, which mixed nicely in my brain with that quote from the podcast about Joel being "a little bit of a Frankenstein monster" that Tess is leading. This fermented in my brain with Joel's consistent characterization as someone who can't live for himself, only for someone else. As joking as it is, people are absolutely on the nose with the "acts of service being Joel's love language" posts. He doesn't know how to be a person unless he's orbiting another. (This also neatly parallels Ellie's greatest fear of ending up alone, but that's a whooooole nother essay.)

For a long time, Sarah was the axis around which he orbited, and that is why losing her led to a near suicide. Tommy managed to shift Joel's orbit around himself, to save his brother, which led to "all the things we did - the things you judge me for" from episode 6. This next bit is speculation, but I think it's fairly well supported by evidence from canon. I think that Tommy wasn't able to properly handle how Joel's trauma changed him, not okay with the level of violence Joel was willing to reach to keep Tommy safe, but utterly unable to lose the only family he had left.

(Continuing this Tommy tangent, sorry): he absolutely feels some level of responsibility for how fucked up Joel is now. If he had arrived just a little sooner, he could have saved Sarah, and Joel wouldn't be the way he is. Every time Joel does something morally reprehensible for Tommy's sake, Tommy thinks this is my fault. At least at first. They met Tess later, so there was no one else for Joel to orbit, so Tommy was the only option. And he was definitely there during and in the wake of Joel's suicide attempt, so he knows Joel cannot be alone. But the way they're surviving is fucking with him.

It's not until later, when Joel and Tess have become close enough for her to be Joel's new Person that Tommy can leave, which he does, of course he does, because seeing what's become of his brother makes him sick with guilt and anger. He couldn't leave until he knew for sure Joel had a Person to keep living for, but once that's a sure thing, he leaves. (There's another whole essay in here about Joel and Tommy being foils, where Joel must be devoted to a single person and Tommy must be devoted to some greater cause, but I've digressed enough. You came here for Joel and Tess. Sorry. I swear these thoughts are all related.) Back to Joel. Everything about him screams "experienced parentification as a child" and I know I'm still in speculation land but come on. He's several years older than Tommy and he became a father at a young age, and it's implied that he was a single father from pretty early on in Sarah's life (moreso in the game, but there's no indication they changed that for the show). Joel and Tommy's parents are never so much as mentioned.

Adults who were parentified as children have a hard time expressing and meeting their own needs, particularly emotionally, and have a hard time turning off their "caregiver" mode. Just for fun, I ran a quick search about parentification to refresh my memory, and I'd like to share a few sentences that made me insane: "A parentified child does not learn to distinguish their own needs and feelings from those of other people." Here's another: "In certain cases, some degree of parentification may have positive effects, such as building resilience and competency."

Who does that sound like? Joel "you were never gonna do it for yourself" Miller, that's fucking who. (For added derangement, rewatch the breakfast scene in episode 1, starting around 6:50 when Tommy comes through the door. "Awww, he loves you." "He's dependent on me. It's not the same." But I digress. Again.) ANYWAY: Enter Tess. Tess is fucking smart and ruthless about survival, Tess shares Joel's deep trauma of losing a child, and Tess doesn't have Tommy's angst about how Joel has changed from Before. She's exactly someone whose psychological profile can mesh well with post-Outbreak Joel's. She's resourceful and great at social engineering, and she quickly picks up on how Joel's mind operates. As the audience, we never get to actually see or hear how they met and grew close, but given how they are as people, I think it's likely that Tess initially saw Joel as a resource to use, then figured out more about him, and grew to actually give a shit - until she ended up giving a lot of shits. Too many, maybe.

She definitely knows she has power in their dynamic, that she can make the decisions and Joel will follow her lead, that Joel cares about her. The scene in their apartment kitchen where he sees her swollen eye and she already knows he's going to react the way he does, has her first sentence prepared so he'll sit back down. The casual way she allows him to tilt her head and pat at her face with the cloth? She knows his need to caretake, and she allows him a few moments to meet it, and then she gently redirects him and breaks the bad news about the battery to him.

She handles him emotionally like a fucking master pianist at the keys. (Follow along at about 53:25 in episode 1 if this next bit makes no fucking sense.) She starts gentle, reassuring, telling him "nothing's lost" after dropping the fact that Robert sold the battery. She matches Joel's energy when he stands, upset, saying "okay, fuck it, we get our money back and the battery" so he doesn't feel like she's being condescending or too calm about something that's a big deal to him. She approaches, makes physical contact with her hand to get him to meet her eyes, and lays out the logic - the goal is not out of reach, but will be unless Joel listens to her. And then she says "I need you to take a breath" and there's a quiet moment where you can see her exaggerating a breath for Joel to follow. (I think this is where I became unrecoverable, by the way, if it wasn't already back where Joel rolls over at her hand on his back to be her little spoon.) Notice the energy level in the room after that breath? They both continue speaking in lower, calmer voices. Even when Joel says "Well who'd he sell it to?" his tone is irritated without being loud and abrasive.

And then my favorite thing ever. "Now I promised Robert you wouldn't hurt him. But I would very much like for you to hurt him." Because Tess knows that she is Joel's Person, and what things Joel will do for his Person. She knows because she saw it back when it was Tommy. And Tess has no problem weaponizing Joel, unlike Tommy, who'd been driven away by that very thing.

The saddest part, to me personally, is that while Tess was able to understand that she was Joel's Person, she didn't let herself believe that meant love. Not the way she wanted it to. She figured that he had to revolve around someone, psychologically, but that didn't mean he had to love them. And Joel couldn't ever say it to her, because he loses everyone he loves. It's even more obvious with Ellie, later, when he so clearly loves her as a daughter and just cannot say it in such plain words. He loved Sarah, and she died in his arms, and he loved Tommy, and Tommy left him behind. So there's no way Joel was ever going to be able to be clear with Tess that he loved her, even though he so clearly did. Especially since Tess died before Ellie's presence in Joel's life started to heal the wound - "it wasn't time that did it."

God. I have no idea if any of this makes sense, I just had a million thoughts and feelings and went off on several tangents, but I've finally run somewhat out of steam and I did, in fact, talk about Joel and Tess like you asked. So I'm gonna call it a success.

Anyway, how was your weekend?

#this is a goddamn mess lmao #dilf-din #my asks #tlou #joel miller #tess servopoulos #i guess i gotta tag the rest too. shit. #sarah miller #tommy miller #joel and tess #ellie williams #sorry if this pops up in the main tags but i'm not redoing it now god bless

[roadkillremi]

Eddie Munson x Ghostface!Fem Reader

*I CANNOT FIND THE ARTIST FOR THIS PICTURE IF YOU KNOW WHO IT IS LET ME KNOW SO I CAN CREDIT THEM PLEASE!!*

MasterList

Warnings : MINOR DNI, Mentions Killing, Language, Smoking, Smut, P in V, Knife kink, threats,mentions selling weed, Mentions Violence (if I missed any please let me know)

I do NOT support killing!

1985

Hawkins, Indiana

Eddie lazily sopped his beer while watching the news. He was waiting on a call from his girlfriend, she said around 6 pm. It's 9:37 pm now and no one had called.

"Nearly the whole Hawkins Basketball team was murdered the other night-" The news report said impressed almost. Eddie bounced his leg in worry of his girl. She didn't fit the criteria of the current murders but he couldn't risk it. Ringing echoed through the house interrupting his thoughts. He quickly got up answering the phone, "Y/N?!".

A low chuckle came through, "No, but who might this be?". Eddie froze, it was the voice everyone talked about. The taunting calls, "listen asshat I don't have the patience-"

"You listen, you fucking bitch! I'll kill your pretty little girlfriend if you don't shut the fuck up and listen!" Eddie's silence caused the killer to laugh.

"Now, that's play a game..Edward." Eddie looked around the trailer glancing down the hall.

"Fine"

"That's a good boy. The games called 'Am I in your trailer or not' " the voice laughed.

"Listen, I don't know what you want, man. But leave me and Y/N out of this and take your games somewhere else."

"Is that your final answer? Cause if you're wrong I'll cut her throat!"

"Don't you dare fucking touch her!!" Eddie screamed into the phone. They just chuckled, "wanna hear the poor thing?". It went silent before sniffling cries were in the phone.

"Sweetie? Listen imma get you outta this. Don't worry"

"Eddie.. I'm scared.." she whined.

"I know I know. I am too, but I love you okay?" He tried to talk sweetly.

"That's enough sweet talk, pretty boy." The voice was back. Eddie tightened his fist, "Now am I in the Trailer?" The voice repeated.

"No. I think I'd notice if you were holding my girlfriend hostage in my trailer."

The voice laughed louder, "Wrong answer, Munson!". They hung up, Eddie ran into the kitchen looking for knives. All of them were gone, "looking for these?".

The killer was in Eddie Munson's living room, holding a bunch of knives with their head tilted. Eddie eyed the killer, "hiding behind a cheap Halloween mask is for cowards". They just laughed, Eddie slowly stepped forward. They pulled out a pistol aimed at him.

"no no no. I need you to listen, Mr.Munson."

Eddie could hear their smile in their voice. He stood still waiting, they walked towards him with the gun aimed. They walked on top of the coffee table.

They slowly took off the mask with their free hand. "Hey, Pretty Boy.", Eddie went wide-eyed in shock.

"Y-Y/N?" He asked softly. You nodded tossing the gun onto the couch. You stepped off the coffee table putting the knives down. All except the biggest one, "Baby don't be afraid. I'm not gonna hurt you."

"You.. killed people.." he stepped back from you.

"You hated them. They treated you like shit! Treated.. us like shit.. Ever since that party when you had to sell weed, you never forgave yourself. For Jason's mistakes, I was pissed! He.. he hurt me, Eds.."

"I know, baby. But you'll get arrested.."

"no I'm not.. I framed someone else.. some jealous cheerleader that dated them all." It was silent. Your grip on the knife was tight, Eddie just looked at you.

"I had to. For you.. you said you wanted him dead. And I needed you to be innocent!" You grabbed his face softly. He looked into your eyes, "Are you mad?".

He shook his head no, "I needed to do it.." you continued. Eddie interrupted you with a kiss, pressuring his lips to yours. Eddie gave a small smile, "I was gonna kill him sooner or later.". You smiled at him kissing his cheek. You took the costume off leaving you in black jeans and a Joan Jett Tee. Eddie grabbed your hips pulling you closer.

"Once he.. touched you-" he got all choked up on words. You cupped his cheek with your free hand. He leaned into it, "I don't want him to hurt again.". His demeanor turned dark, you nodded "he won't."

"You shouldn't have scared me like that" Eddie raised his eyebrow. You smiled, " I thought it was hot, Eds.". You playfully put the knife on his jaw. He looked at you, eyes filled with lust. Eddie took your hand leading you to his room. He sat down on his unmade bed pulling your hips close. You sat on his lap wrapping your arms around him. The knife lazily on his back.

"tell me how it went with Jason."

You smiled, "it was amazing, Eddie." He grabbed your hips and started kissing your neck as you explained.

"he was so weak. He cried like a little girl begging for help". Eddie groaned softly biting into your neck. You tilted his chin up to look at you, "I cut his dick off.". He smiled softly kissing you before going back to devouring your neck. You whimpered at the feeling, "I tied him up, beated him up until his teeth fell out. I tortured him and I loved it.". You place your right hand in his untamed hair. He looked at you smiling, playfully pushing you off his lap onto the bed.

"Eddie what are you doing?" You giggled a bit seeing the glint of mischievousness in his eye. He took off his shirt revealing his tattooed torso.

"Mark me" he smiled devilishly at you. You tilted your head a bit confused. He leaned in close, you could smell the cigarette smoke and musk of him. His hair gently tickling your face.

"I want you to mark me Ms.Ghostface" he glanced down at the knife. You looked at him, "Safe word?-".

"Ozzy", you rolled your eyes at the reference. You gripped the knife scooting closer to the edge of the bed. He stood still watching you closely. You unbuttoned his jeans seeing him all heated. You smirked pulling them past his thighs. You gently pushed his boxers down revealing the left of his hip. Dark curls of a happy trail and a slight v line distracting you. Eddie chuckled petting your head softly. You gently pressed the knife into his hip marking him with your initial. He bit his lip watching you. The blood slowly creeping out from the fresh cut lines. Gently licking it while looking up at him.

"Fuck.." he groaned watching you. He stood you up gently taking the knife.

"May I?" He cupped your cheek as he asked. You nodded, he got on his knees taking your jeans off. He slid his hand over your heat. You gasped, "Awh, all worked up baby?" He teased. He slid your underwear off throwing them on his nightstand.

"For later." He winked, you playfully pushed him.

"Pervert!"

"Whoa! You marked me first" he smiled. You rolled your eyes, "Nuh-uh, I don't fuck bad little girls.". Eddie stood back up.

"I'm not a little girl, Eds!"

"I'm sorry, I don't fuck bitchy whores" he smirked standing up grabbing his jeans. You grabbed his arm, "No no no! Wait, I'll be nice!". He smiled kissing you deeply, "Good girl". You whimpered at the nickname, he went back on his knees. He rubbed your right hip with his thumb. He placed the cold metal on there carving an E into you. You hissed softly, he shot his head up.

"Is this okay? I can get the first aid kit."

"Yes it's okay, Baby!" You smiled at his concern. He nodded looking back at your hip. He licked the blood copying you.

"Mm, always so sweet for me." He looked up at you gripping your hips. He stood back up tossing the knife somewhere in his room.

"take your shirt off." He demanded. You nodded, he grabbed your chin.

"use your words."

"Yes, Sir."

He smiled at your words, you took your shirt off tossing it by your jeans.

"now your bra."

"Yes, Sir" you repeated. You reached around revealing your breasts to him. He licks his lips, "lay down and let me use you.".

You laid down placing your head on his many pillows. He smiled, "want me to use you like a sex toy?".

"Yes, please.."

"Want me to fuck all that angry out? Been so busy for me.. Doing all that work must been tiring." You nodded.

He climbed onto the bed hovering over you. He stroke himself in one hand, balancing himself in the other.

"Fuck you till your all fucked out, huh?" He kissed you before leaving a trail down your neck. His fingers gently traced over your folds. You let out a soft moan, "S-stop teasing". Eddie gave a stern look, "Are you trying to boss me around, sweetheart?". You bit your bottom lip, he moved his fingers away. You whined and reached for his hand. He grabbed your wrist pinning it to the your side.

"You may be all big and bad but in the bed I'm in charge." He whispered before kissing your neck. You nodded, Eddie sighed getting up.

"Yes, Sir! I'm sorry I'll use my words" you whined. He smiled crawling back on top of you. He kissed your lips before going back to your neck. He gently inserted his fingers in, the cold of his metal touching your core with every thrust. Eddie left bites and hickeys along our neck and chest. You whined bucking your hips up against his fingers.

"Don't worry, baby. I'll fuck you soon." He took his fingers out pulling out his member coating his cock with your juices. He lined himself up gently pushing himself in. He watched as your face contorted with pleasure. He let out a sloppy smile and started thrusting at a steady pace. You wrapped your legs around his hips.

He grasped your thighs pushing himself against your opening. You tried to speak between moans.

"F-faster... please"

Eddie smiled gripping your hips tighter speeding up his pace. He breathed heavily leaned forward giving you a kiss. You moaned into his mouth as a thank you.

"So tight for me, sweet heart." He mumbled in betwee n thrusts. He grabbed your legs putting them over his shoulders.

Your back arched at the feeling of him hitting your spongy walls over and over again. He grunted, "Baby, I'm close..".

"Me too.." you moaned out gripping the sheets tightly. Eddie groaned trying to keep himself together, "Come for me, sweetheart.". You let the coil in your stomach release. A wave of pleasure taking over.

"Atta girl" he smiled speeding up. You wiggled a bit due to the overstimulation. Eddie pulled out releasing himself on your stomach. He wiped his seed on his finger popping it in your mouth.

"You know what to do."

You sucked his finger tasting him, the salty sweet mixture. He smiled, "Good girl, I'm going to clean you up now.". He left leaving you naked on his bed. He came back with his hair in a loose bun and a wet rag. He wiped you stomach clean tossing the rag somewhere. He lit a cigarette before laying down beside you. He pulled the blanket over your body and kissed your head.

"Eddie, The mask and costume are in the living room." You looked up at him. He blew out the smoke from his cigarette.

"Go to bed, baby. I'll take care of it for you."

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[moonsghostwriter]

I was listening to Spotify and got the idea for this

Being a singer under Gideon's record label and getting sick of him mistreating you and taking advantage of your fame for his own greediness

(inspired by Season 2, Episode 7 of Helluva Boss where Fizzarolli quits working for Mammon and sings a whole song about it, yeah reader sings that in this)

(I'm so sorry but I actually enjoy fics where the reader sings, unless it's at a cringey time or a really cringey song)

______________________________

You stood in your dressing room as you got ready for your feature on a late night television show as a musical guest. This one was your most important one yet, which meant Gideon—who acted as your manager, but was really the owner the label you were under—was going to be there. You knew he also was the head of some evil league, but that didn't really concern you, though you had met the members several times. You'd really hit it off with Roxy, becoming instant best friends, and she supported everything you did.

However having been working with him for almost 5 years now, you had gotten to your brink of dealing with his abuse and mistreatment. So, tonight you had a very special song prepared for your performance. Roxy was in the audience too to cheer you on, and she was sitting near Gideon so she could watch his reaction for you, knowing you'd want the hilarious details later.

A sly smile spread across your face as you walked onto the stage, watching to the live audience and to the cameras. "Here's [Y/N] with H-" The host read the announcement before being cut off by a stagehand who whispered in his ear. ".. Two Minutes Notice!" The host bit his lip as he read the name of the new song. Gideon leaned forward in his spot, narrowing his eyes. This wasn't the song you two had agreed upon.

"I have wasted time, I have seen my use. I have packaged and sold every part of me, suffered a lifetime of abuse. I have lost myself, I have worshipped at your feet. And here I am standing on top of the world with some bitches to defeat." The song starts and you act out the words, feeling yourself get weak under the pressure if this went horribly, horribly wrong.

"I've played the game, I've won it all. They've screamed my name, they bought the doll. I've seized the day, now I've got one thing left to say, hey, hey! Fuck you! Here's my two minutes notice! Fuck you! Time to quit and smell the roses! Say goodbye, while I look you in the eye and say fuck you!" You sing and dance on stage, still worried yet trying to act confident.

"Jeez, I'd hate to be the guy who that song's about." Gideon says, laughing to himself. Roxy leans back in her chair, looking at him with a quirked eyebrow.

"It's you." She says simply before moving back to her spot and watching you with a smile.

"Yeah, right." Gideon rolls his eyes with a cocky smile, of course he didn't believe Roxy, you loved working with him! He was your idol!

"I have taken shit, been crushed under your heel. I have suffered for profit and suckered for fame, made a fortune you could steal. I've had enough, I've hit the wall. I'm tired of taking your calls. It ends today, now there's just one last thing to say! Fuck you! I wish I'd said it sooner, fuck you! Cut you off just like a tumor! Hope you die! Kiss my ass goodbye, you cuck! Fuck you!" You flip off the audience, spotting Gideon and making sure to look him right in the eyes as you blatantly insult him. He grips the armrests on the chair, fuming with anger as he sits and stares, shellshocked almost at your audacity.

"Have you ever felt sick and tired of doing the same shit everyday with your anger brewing? Eating shit for a boss that you're sick of obeying. If you ever felt the same let me hear you say,

Did you really think I was gonna stay spending life bent over with your fist in my a-? Slander me, say I'll never work in this town, if I stick around I'll be six more feet under the ground! Fuck you! Suck it greedy bastard! You're a stupid ass clown! Say goodbye, too late to apologize! So this is it, Gideon you sad sack of shit! Fuck you!" You finish the song leaving the crowd unsure whether to cheer or be worried, however Roxy was cheering like crazy while Gideon sat fuming in his seat. You smile proudly and leave the stage, going back to your dressing room, not caring Gideon would probably barge in soon to confront you.

He couldn't control you or your passion anymore. You were free, and you were happy

#gideon graves #fanfiction #sillyposting #not super serious tbh #helluva boss #reader is fed up #scott pilgrim #roxy richter #dont take this too seriously

[chirpsythismorning]

So what I'm hearing is that Netflix planned on holding on for around 6 months, but due to the support from the public and now actors and directors, they might have to give in sooner than they expected?

I mean, basically.

The longest strike was 153 days, which is approximately five months.

You could argue Netflix is willing to hold out for as long as the writers are, which the record shows, is not that long, with the most being five months because people can't survive not being paid for that long.... That's why there is a number that we are able to guess at least roughly speaking.

It's not like a strike can go on for 1-2 years or something. If it did, hypothetically speaking, I would guess entertainment as we know it would never return again. And so I'm just gonna guess (hope) that it won't reach that level of severity...

There’s no way for certain to know what Netflix was thinking going into this. We can speculate based on what they've said leading up to it and based on how they talk about it and dance around the situation now, but for now it’s just a guessing game.

And so don't mind me guessing away.

I'm gonna guess that Netflix was probably optimistic that a lot of people wouldn't be willing to join the strike, bc of how recent COVID delays were and how negatively that impacted a lot of people's lives and income. There's a good chance their assumption was that the majority wouldn't be willing to put themselves through something like that all over again, and so soon.

But I think that they grossly underestimated that our society has changed A LOT since 2007, which is maybe in part what they were basing a lot of their assumptions on. It really doesn't take much these days to bring a bunch of people together and make them inspire change. We've seen entire companies change things because of backlash in a matter of hours. Social media has made this the norm, with it being very difficult in recent years to sweep stuff like this under the rug, expecting to come out of it comfortably. A lot of people are saying that this strike has a lot more support from the public in general than the previous strike did. And not only do you have writers striking, but big names in entertainment striking alongside them (and counting).

What I am intrigued by, is if they thought Stranger Things would continue production, despite the strike? Arguably we know most of s5 was already written, or at least somewhere around the first 5-6 episodes.

If the Duffers were sellouts, ready to cash in, they could have, as the creators themselves, started filming and fixed scripts on their own during the production and said fuck the writers, essentially siding with Netflix. And then by the time those later episodes needed to be filmed, the Duffers could have either written them all by themselves in time or maybe the strike would be over by that point and they would be back in the mix? TBH a lot of fans had this expectation, so I do wonder if Netflix had it too...

What was even on everyones minds leading up to this strike? What was Netflix thinking? What were the Duffer Brother's thinking? What were the ST writers thinking? What were all the key players involved with the show thinking? And were they fully disclosing how they planned to execute their thoughts and decisions, with with one another?

Something I think about, is how leading up to the strike, there was this almost calculated approach to how the writers were doing things...

They knew the strike was coming, and yet they were making an effort to engage with fans consistently, in that month leading up to it, like it was business as usual, with genuine easter eggs and stuff to get fans hyped up like they always do, all with the assumption filming was just around the corner. And since the strike obviously they have been silent, striking.

Because of how they went about it, it almost felt like a last minute choice, but maybe that was their plan? Like maybe that was the whole point?

If they had posted about the strike too soon or gave the impression filming wasn't actually right around the corner, that might have worked against them? Maybe they wanted to give everyone, including Netflix, the impression that filming was starting in June as planned, but then pull the rug under everyone once the strike finally got set in motion?

Because tbh the Duffers joining in on the strike is one of the biggest power moves of all of the power moves going on out there. ALL of them. Netflix is believed to be who is going to hold this strike out more than any other streamer/network.....

And so, technically speaking, seeing as ST5, Netflix's biggest show of all time, cannot start filming until this strike is over... Something's gotta give.

It’s crazy to think, but the second that the strike ends, filming for s5 is going to start getting set up and started. Netflix themselves are putting off the filming of their show rn, not the writers asking for fair wages. Why would we want writers being underpaid to write our shows, while the CEO's are making hundreds of millions...? Why in the hell would Netflix want to force the writers to settle for a horrible deal in the end, only to have them return to work saying HEY welcome back sorry about that. The animosity, the whole vibe would be awful. Out of everyone, least of all the writers don't want to have to go back to work feeling defeated and wronged, only to be expected to create their best work to date. They're all out here doing what they're doing because they love it and now their standing up to say they want to be properly compensated for all that work and dedication. It's not asking that much and that's the reality of the situation. Netflix needs to face that reality before they lose the trust of their entire work force and user base.

There's another aspect to this I want to guess, and it sort of pisses me off, but I'm going to say it anyways because I had thought about it a while back.

I made claims over these last few months, that I thought it would take between 10-12 months to film ST5 (for in-demand actors schedule conflict reasons) and with another 7 months at least for post production. This assumption put s5 at a late fall 2024 release or an early spring 2025 release.

One main concern I had back then, but didn't really talk about, was how even though a March 2025 release seemed like plenty of time, that because Netflix is known for their love of ST seasons releasing in the summer, what if they held off to do just that?.

Netflix is convinced summer it's when ST will get the most views. They have a whole thing about it. And so, I worried that even though the math added up to March 2025, even as a worst case scenario, that for some reason, we could end up getting it in summer 2025.

Another reason why I think Netflix would want a summer 2025 release as opposed to a fall 2024 or a spring 2025, is because the longer ST stays on their platform with this hype for it with a new season still coming, the better.

Once Stranger Things is gone, there are just so many unknowns for Netflix...

While I doubt they're so unreasonable as to wait it out until Summer 2026 (I'm giving them the benefit of the doubt here), I wouldn't be surprised if one factor for why they are okay with waiting this strike out for a good 3-4 months at least, is because then they'll be able to have the excuse to release ST5 in summer 2025, despite all the complaints from consumers saying its too long of a wait, with the excuse being, well the strike happened and that's just the way it is.

And so yeah having this thought recently sort of pissed me off. Just because I think they would benefit a lot from a Summer 2025 release vs. anything earlier than that, along with them preferring their summer releases.

Don't get me wrong, I don't think this is their only reason for doing what they're doing by all means. However, if ST is a big concern and deciding factor for them regardless (it is), then they are arguably thinking about the worst and best case scenarios, and ST5 Summer 2025 probably doesn't sound all that bad to them...

Filming for ST5 would need to start in about 5ish months from now, for them to have a comfortable Summer 2025 release, imo. This is how I feel right now based on my assumptions on how long filming and post-production will take, being about 16-19 months overall.

BUT again I think that them holding out too long is not looking good for their brand which is already really at risk as it is.

It's hard to have aesthetic luncheons with investors and advertisers and new talent hoping to join the happy family, when there's all this negative press surrounding them, making people think twice before wanting to associate with them.

I would say now, more than ever before, I am pretty cautiously optimistic.

If the writers and the actors AND even directors were to go on strike, all at once, that's not exactly heard of. As far as I know that's never happened in our history. Hell even if it's just the writers and the actors, who are the directors going to direct exactly??!??

I do wonder how far they're going to be willing to take this.

It's just pennies for them to resolve this, like it could literally be resolved with the person at the top saying just get it done with and we'd be on our way.

But they're greedy about short term gains and they also want to create an environment of having their employees fear risking losing it all, having no choice but to accept the bare minimum, than for them to feel the courage to actually stand up at the risk of losing it all.

It's going to be an interesting next few weeks and potentially months, depending on how the next few weeks go down...

Again, cautiously optimistic!

#byler #stranger things #st writers strike #st writers #duffer brothers

[theharlotofferelden]

Not the same anon but I believe someone working for Pathea stated they where going to give more content to the popular and "attractive" characters so maybe that is why? I still want some content for Burgess. And I'll forever be sad I can't romance my fellow train enthousiast Jensen. ):

RE: Jensen -- apparently being able to romance all eligible characters was apart of their stretch goals on Kickstarter. But in order to reach that, they would've had to raise 3mil. Not sure where they pulled that number from but....yeah.

Someone talked about this a couple months ago. But I'll just go ahead and repost it. This was something that was asked about on Pathea's Discord, and this was their response.:

Are all Marriage Candidates gonna get the exact same amount of personal content/missions? If no, why not? No, someone gets more content. We've reached the wishlist goal of 500,000. This allows us to romance all eligible characters. However, as you know, there are many NPCs in the city, some of which are more popular and attractive, we'll make these memorable. On the one hand, our writers have more inspiration for special NPCs like Fang, they can tell more stories, so we can expect more about them.

They later followed up on this and clarified it was a misunderstanding (likely due to language barrier)

In concerns to the last AMA, one of the questions and answers were very concerning as a backer. I both backed the game and wishlisted it because of the promised rewards. One of which was about adding more fully implemented romance options. While I’m happy to see Logan and a few others getting more content. I am concerned for the less popular options who are still loved by some in the community, but the devs consider low priority due to being “less attractive/popular.” This contradicts with what was promised in the rewards. Will you guys ever address those concerns?

I think there was a slight misunderstanding a while back, this whole 'less attractive' thing. I believe a non-native English speaker used the word attractive, as in 吸引, or to literally “to draw in attention,” not having anything to do with physical attractiveness, which caused issues for some people. Sorry about that. And sorry to not address this sooner.

Yes, popular characters/10 original marriage candidates will have a bit of priority with content in the full release, but we do intend to continue to work on other less popular characters' stories after release as free DLC. I know that's not an ideal answer, it's not ideal for us, either. I'll say there are no unpopular characters in the writers' room, so I personally will be continuing to push for as much content for as many characters as possible. Note: as I mentioned in an above post, what we're able to do with post-release content depends on the success of the game. Personally, I'm confident in what we've created these last four years, but still, there is a universe where it doesn't happen.

I believe we will be able make good on our promise to have 'fully implemented' romance for all romanceable characters, but unfortunately fans of certain characters may have to wait.

Thank you very much for your support, and I hope we're able to meet your expectations with the romance content. We will be trying our best.

I think my problem is that I really don't know what this means for Pen's romance.

Knives Out spoilers under the readmore.

To me, him not being a marriage candidate has less to do with wanting to marry him and more to do with having some form of security. Pen not wanting to get married is fine. I know people who have been in 10 year relationships who have never gotten married and just view each other as life partners. Pen not wanting to get married is realistic to me. But as a game mechanic in a farming sim, it makes me nervous because I have no idea where they're fucking going with him lmao.

Like, it's one thing that he doesn't want to get married based on the writers wanting to characterize him as someone who doesn't care about marriage because of its connotations or whatever. But a lot of it with Pen implies that he doesn't want to be "tied down" to anyone. Which I suppose is par for what we've come to know of Pen throughout the game, but again, it just makes me wonder why they bothered to make him a romance option.

But even disregarding all that, you now have a romanceable NPC who not only doesn't want to get married, but also turns out to be one of the villains of the story and has gleefully admitted to Logan he murdered his dad. It's very unlikely he's going to get a redemption arc.

So.....? Where are we going with this? If Pen isn't getting a redemption arc, is he just going to be removed from the game? Is that the real reason he's not a marriage candidate?

#my time at sandrock #my time at sandrock spoilers #mtas spoilers #mtas knives out spoilers #mtas knives out #game: my time at sandrock #c: pen #mtas pen #pen mtas #personal: my posts #slowly getting through stuff

[t-lostinworlds]

WIP tag game!

tagged by: the lovely @sunshinesteviee thank u bby <3 rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips! ++ right, i'm not going to put all bc...that's going to feel like a whole 20k fic all on it's on so i'm just going to put what i will likely finish sooner or later...i hope (also i'm gonna put who & lil hints about it bc why not <3)

FF - B. Barnes Blurb (i wonder who's fandom hole i've slipped into again)

The Heart Remembers What The Mind Forgets (bucky b. & i need to change that fucking title it's too long and corny lmao)

One and The Same (peter parker x....40k-er)

Hey Stephen (this isn't obvious at all)

Handsome Floaty (steeeb h.)

Half A Heart (another steve h. one...more like break a heart)

Peter Angst (....parker. lol)

Shut Up! (Kiss Me) (steve h and his bruised face)

Only If We Let It (this is a dying breed of a fic...t.h.)

tagging (no pressure ofc!): @selfcarecap @userholland @tomdutch @devotion @lauras-collection @cutetomholland @hollandweather @peteprker @annab-nana and anyone who wants to do it! just say i tagged u <3

#i didn't include all the series in this one #except for 3 bc i obvs can't post a 40k one shot now can i #or the tom h. ones bc i have no inspo for him atm #or the anthony bridgerton ones #or the nathan drake ones #basically there's a lot i didn't include bc i don't have that many friends on here LMAO #I'M KIDDING OBVS #but i swear it's too much #like this is gdocs files only #and it's not everything #i haven't looked at the ones i have in my actual folders #bc it's fucking terrifying in there #tag games #wip game

[hyunjinspark]

Hi Jade!! I'm finally here to read and give my thoughts on chapters 8 through 12 of star lost!! I know I'm late, I know and I'm sorry, I just had to take some time off social media but I'm so glad to be back to finally catch up with my favorite

This would be way too long if I were to say everything about these 5 chapters all in one ask so I'll split it up so you won't get tired of me lol (you still will get tired of me, I talk too much)

STARTING CHAPTER 8 AAAAAAA

I actually had read a little bit of chapter 8 when it came out but wasn't able to make it to the end due to busy life 😬 so I decided to read it from the beginning because I have a shitty memory and didn't remember enough to know exactly where I left

First of all, the beginning was already so beautiful and poetic, I can't get enough of saying how good of an writer you are, seriously. Just y/n describing the landscape and daydreaming is so relatable, I can't concentrate on anything else other than the landscaping when I'm traveling, and her saying it looked like something out of a Studio Ghibli film 🥺 my ghibli enthusiastic heart was pleased ❤️

Also how can Y/N not realize how in love she is with Hyun yet? I'd be panicking about it already, guess I'm too self-conscious haha

My man is here talking about Baekhyun and being excited and she's freaking out internally thinking about how bad she wants to hold hands with him. So cute.

I can imagine it perfectly.

This whole scene of them talking in the train was cute, I love it!

Hana asking what y/n talked about in the train and asking "what did he say about me?", I'm sorry I'm trying so hard to like her but things like that make it difficult, she's so self-centered omg and her stepping up to fix Hyun's hair when y/n was about to just do that aaaaa annoying

And Hyunjin being jealous of Felix?? Yes. I asked for it and I'm loving it.

Y/N CALLING HIM HYUN YES LOVE TO SEE IT.

I'm taking notes as I go through the chapter so I won't forget to mention anything and I feel like I'm talking alone lol

DID HANA JUST SAY Y/N HATED HYUNJIN TO THE WHOLE FUCKING ROOM? WHAT KIND OF FRIEND- and it's not even true... wow... I'm speechless, I thought things couldn't get worse

"Being my wingwoman certainly came in handy" how the fuck does she make everything about her? and why?

I guess the reason I dislike Hana so much is because she sounds like an old friend of mine but idk how everyone else feels about her so I'm feeling a bit bad so I hope I start to like her soon? Idk?

But anyways

I smell a truth or dare game coming, I can almost feel it, I know it'll happen sooner or later, it wouldn't be a party without it, right?

Hyunjin checking y/n out got me flustered and giggling like a 15 year old 🤡

Why is their dynamic reminding me of something I had with somebody I'd rather forget omg I'm gonna cry

Them holding hands 🥺 I love them

Felix seemed disappointed Hyunjin checked if y/n was hurt? What is going on? What is this tension? Oh I don't like this

Spin the bottle... of course... I'm not READY

Ok 5 minutes later... I'm ready (I think)

So Felix likes y/n? Is that it?

Hyunjin chose to drink that thing instead of kissing y/n.. ouch that hurt

Felix and y/n just kissed and weirdly I'm not mad at that at all, Felix is such a great friend and it doesn't matter if he did it because he has feelings for her or to get her out of an awkward situation (or both) he still obviously did the right thing

Hyunjin baby what were you thinking? I'm really glad there's more chapters to read, I have so many questions!! Thank you Jade for being amazing and writing so much for us ❤️ I'm so so impressed with this story, you're doing a fantastic job with this

And i'm so sorry this is too long, this was literally my thoughts between literally jumping from my bed and walking around my room trying not to scream and dancing bc I was excited. Yes this happened a lot.

Hope you have fun reading this mess though! (English is not my first language just ignore my mistakes pls kajskja)

Thank you!!

hi love !! thank you for sending in a detailed review. i love these so much because they inspire me a lot 🥺 ofc i wont get tired dont worry!

you’re so right, yn definitely is slow to realising when she was falling in love with him in part 8, it can be obvious based on her thoughts and feelings but she’s oblivious 😇 im so glad you liked the train scene, i love her monologue because its so simple (?) but so focused just wanting to hold his hand ☹️

your thoughts on hana were very interesting to read 😭 and ofc there’s a spin the bottle game… it wouldn’t be a party without one. :D

felix probably did have multiple reasons for why he did that, but in the moment, it definitely was the right thing to do!

i enjoyed reading your thoughts. thank you so much 🥺🫶🏻

#star lost with you

[its-coda]

I'm incredibly interested in your Yagami in P4 AU 👀 I actually have a whole P4 AU with my friend based off of Judgment since they're two of my favorite games I'm completely invested in this crossover

Okay so!! The timelines and details are gonna have to be a bit fucked bc p4 is set in 2011 while judgment is in 2018, so let's just not think about the year lol

Yagami is a detective sent from the city to help investigate the Inaba serial murders. He wasn't involved with the Mole just yet, and the Okubo case was still pretty fresh to him.

When he first arrived, he started by asking a few Yasogami students about the murders. Yu was one of the students he interviewed.

He properly met the IT after they ran into a group of thugs. Kanji was about to throw hands, but Yagami stepped in and took care of them instead. Naoto recognized him as the detective from the city, so he introduced himself to the rest of the IT. Someone even asked him for info, but he refused to say much.

After he left, Naoto told them about what she knew about him. How he used to be a lawyer, about the whole thing with Okubo... y'know how everyone introduced Yagami lol

One day, as they were discussing the case at Junes, Yagami overheard them and confronted them about it. Saying how they shouldn't get involved bc it's dangerous, etc. They argued for a bit, but eventually Yagami let it go and left. They became wary of him, because he clearly noticed that they were being way too involved in the case. So they tried to keep their distance with him.

A few days later, they saw Yagami being interviewed on TV. Other than asking him about the murders, they also asked him about the rumors of how he let a murderer run free back from when he was a lawyer, making him real uncomfortable. He managed to awkwardly shut the topic down.

The interview was obviously followed by him appearing on the midnight channel.

When he fully appeared in the tv, his shadow appeared as a judge in a courtroom, talking about how he would "condemn" anyone he deemed necessary. How the truth doesn't matter to him.

When the IT came to save him, Yagami's shadow appeared and told Yagami that he only came here to run away from his mistakes, because he didn't want to admit or think about how he caused an innocent woman to die. His so called 'judgment' only led others to their misery, 'condemning' them to a bitter fate. He couldn't live with himself, so he was only trying to prove himself so he could be a 'hero' again, in hopes that it would overshadow his past. But he knew that sooner or later, someone else would have to pay the price, that it was inevitable the moment he decided to be involved.

Yagami denied his shadow, and it transformed into a dog-like creature with two pairs of arms, one pair holding a dagger in each hand. An unbalanced scale protruding from its back.

The IT fought his shadow, and Yagami eventually accepts it as a part of him. He gets the persona Anubis. (I am aware that he's already an existing persona. I simply do not care.)

His element is Garu/Wind (I'm honestly still torn between wind and light, but i think wind suits him better? Light suits Anubis better, but hm..)

Yagami wanted an explanation, but he told them that he had a concussion, which he guessed happened from when the kidnapper tried to get him into the tv. He doesn't go down easily, so he figured the kidnapper would resort to hitting his head to get him to black out.

When he recovered and met up with the IT again, they explained the midnight channel and the tv world to him. Now that he knew that world was strongly related to the murders, he asked to join the team.

He joined with the Judgment arcana lol. (Yeah ik that's supposed to be for the IT. Again idc.)

Fun fact i started thinking about this crossover when i was watching Yagami's dancing videos, and i thought about him dancing to specialist lmaoo

#persona #p4 #persona 4 #judgment #judge eyes #persona 4 au #judgment au #takayuki yagami #yu narukami #coda's rambles #asks #long post #im not that good at coming up with the personas so im open for discussion if someone has any ideas >:) #i just rly want yagami and yu to be friends!! #also thank you for asking me abt this!! i rly wanted to yell about this crossover :)

[casspurrjoybellbittner]

Wreckless - Storytime

*Warning Adult Content*

Finnegan

I'm using a cat wand and fishing for Marten who's hiding under the couch. He zooms around, grabs for the toy and keeps going, stretching it until it snaps back at me. I switch and hang it over the arm. It's almost hypnotic, watching the string gently move. I've never met any other ferrets but I can't deny that he is fun. It's pretty much impossible to be sad or stressed out when playing with a ferret.

I'm trying really hard to not think about anything we talked about at dinner but of course it's super important and I need to. I know that Emmett would probably like me to just relax and really slip into little space, I think that's what they called it but I can't just turn it on and off. I'm still a bit nervous, it seems too good to be true. I need to try though because the sooner he sees the real me, the better.

"Make room darling," he says, lifting my feet.

I spin and sit up and Marten climbs onto his lap.

"You wanna spend the night? Sleepover?" he adds, grinning.

He's enjoying this too much.

"I'd like to stay... yeah."

I mean... the suit was a hint, right? Still, it's kind of him to give me an out after that whole conversation.

"Good. I wanna check in on the game and then you can have the T.V. for an hour. How dos that sound?"

Seems more than fair to me.

"Sounds good, Emmett."

I think about what I want to watch while he checks the score. My team is winning by one run and now I actually know what the score and tops and bottoms of innings mean. I chuckle when I realize how gay it sounds.

"Baseball is so gay. Bottom of the fifth."

He's busy making Marten a little nest of blankets at his feet.

"You're silly."

He puts Marten down, puts a pillow on his lap and motions me over. I'm not gonna turn that down. When I get myself situated he starts playing with my hair and I do my best to not levitate off the couch.

"You can watch the game if you want."

My eyes are closed and will stay that way if he keeps playing with my hair.

"Just don't stop."

"Seems a fair trade to me. You're too far away to kiss during all the commercials though."

"Poor Emmett."

A while later I peek and it is in fact commercials... Pickup trucks. I just don't get why all pickup drivers drive like assholes. Okay not all but 80%, at least. I push myself up and peck him on the lips, then lean back and smile at him.

"Thank you. After I said that I realized that we didn't talk about sex or kissing or anything while you're in little space. We're gonna have to sort that out."

All day, hell all week, I've felt like I was slow on the uptake and right now is no exception. Last time I spent the night here, that morning when I humped his life like a desperate dog, I was totally in little space. It's the only time I've been relaxed enough to just go with the flow and do whatever. But sex-sex? I don't know how that will work or if I'll be able to do it. I'll probably default back to my normal self. He's looking at me, he deserves an answer but I'm not sure what to tell him.

"I don't want to ruin our sex life, Emmett."

"Me neither," he says, grinning.

"Glad we agree on that."

"I hate to say it but I think I'll have to just wait and see. I mean, I'd love to eventually but I'm not sure I can do much yet. I think if you lead, I'll jump out of little space and be me, you know? That's how I do sex, that's what I know. I've never, well, other than the other morning, I haven't done anything."

"We're talking about Saturday, right? The face-fuck?"

"Hmm. Pretty sure I was in little space then... maybe that's why I wanted you to be forceful?"

I'm slow this week but I can still put one and one together, eventually.

"Could be. I don't know. Maybe it was just a random mood. Well how about this? Let's give it a week or two and if we're at your place, I get to ravage you and if we're here, I'll have to be patient and see what happens. Deal?"

"That seems like a really crappy deal for you, Emmett."

"Darling, if I get another blow job like that it'll be the best deal of my life. And if I don't, I won't die, darling.  Seriously. I don't want you to worry about it, you need some time to get used to things and sort shit out. Besides, I'm hoping that if I let you relax and be yourself with me, maybe I'll see you more often."

He probably would.

"You may be right. Okay, I'll try to see what happens but I'm a needy boy too. Not sure I can be that patient."

He gives me a little half chuckle.

"I know I've pulled you out of headspace now, I'm sorry. Let me go put Marten upstairs and we'll see about fixing that."

He hands me the remote and I find Adventure Time while he's gone. I'm getting tired and some mindless entertainment sounds really good right now. He's on his cell-phone but he seems fine with it. My head is on his lap and that I am 100% good with.

"What time do you need to get up, Finnegan?"

I'm tired and relaxed and thinking is hard.

"Um... 6:30 or so?"

The drive from here is longer but if I'm quick, yeah. 6:30 is fine.  I've been lazy since we got the production lines up and running.

"Then it's time for bed, darling."

It's not even eleven.

"It's early."

"No it's not,.I hate seeing you exhausted. Come on... I'll help you get ready for bed."

That part sounds kind of nice so I acquiesce. He carries my bag up and hits the bathroom while I change. I brought Spiderman tonight, they fit like a glove and glow in the dark... I love them. I brush my teeth when he's done and he's resting in bed when I come out of the bathroom.

"Anything else you like to do before bed, Finnegan? Need a glass of water? A story?"

A story? I haven't been read to since...

"I... I don't usually do stories, I mean I... that sounds really nice though, Emmett. Do you have anything to read?"

Is he seriously offering to read to me before I fall asleep?

"I have a kindle, what would you like?"

I hop into bed, fluff my pillow and bury myself in the blankets.

"I don't know, anything. But not too scary or anything. Um, what about Percy Jackson?"

He might enjoy it too, maybe. At least not hate it? That would be a win.

"Ah... by Rick Riordan. Found it. Okay... this looks good. Let me download it and then we'll do a chapter."

I can't describe the feeling of peace that washes over me as soon as he starts. It feels like a dream or when you first wake from a nap and feel like you're floating. I feel safe and warm and loved and I let my imagination run wild as he reads. When he finally finishes, he kisses me on the cheek and I am too content and sleepy to beg for another chapter. It's wonderful.

[gncrezan]

let it be known, i stayed up until three binging fields of asphodel (hekate but alectos next i swear im gonna romance the shit out of her) because of your art (and greek myth) It was SO FUCKING GOOD, And i am now gonna read the other IFs on ur blog,, any recommendations?

ALWAYS GLAD TO HEAR I GOT PEOPLE TO PLAY @chrysanthemumgames THAT'S THE WHOLE REASON I'M ON TUMBLR AT THIS POINT!!!!!! some old busts for your ask, cause these sketches of my "i need to romance you" characters have been on my laptop forever, and include 2/3 of the ROs you mentioned LOL !!!! anyone who hasn't given it a chance yet please go and play it NYEOW!!!! you are so real for wanting to romance alekto holy hell i need to take some time (and delete some save slots) for her <3

some of the other recs under the cut!!

gonna just mention these, you can go to the respective blogs to see what they're about in more depth!! :") if i am allowed to speak we will be here forever

mind blind (@/mindblindbard) was one of the first i ever played, with a demo that's almost complete, and set to come out soon iirc! you can currently play half, and it includes some really funny writing that i love, with a cast i got quickly attached to :')

a tale of crowns (@/ataleofcrowns) is what my blog is named after lol. genuinely such great writing and some really lovely representation of kurdish culture, where the author is from! should mention that atoc is explicitly a romance, so no paths without a romance is possible, in case that's not what you're looking for.

diaspora (@/diasporatheblog) was also written partly by jess, who writes foa! i'm not very deep in, but the world building was super fun so far and it's completed !! last word count was very close to 1mil, so there's a looot of content for you to go through!!!!!

wayfarer (@/wayfarergame) which i think you can't help but run into on IF tumblr because it is that goated. a beautiful ui, a really fun fantasy-dnd inspired game (with stat rolls!!!!!!) if you're into some luck and chance too :")

infamous (@/infamous-if) which i have just started, which also has some incredible variation for mcs that i WILL hopefully be doing another run for sooner or later!!! the cast is also so so diverse in personality and yet so messy (SLASH POS) like i love the drama!!!! i am eating it up!!!!

i'm absolutely forgetting to mention a lot (actually i can't help but add one last one.. a quick mention of when twilight strikes @/evertidings bc me and my friend were very brainrot about that game) but if you want to take my blog as a directory THEN PLEASE DO SO i love all these IFs !!!!

#also would be remiss not to mention our life because my friend is literally obsessed. i personally dabble in it from time to time LOL #<- just never finished her playthough but i love derek. so i might have to buy the dlc #@/gb-patch on tumblr if u want to see it :) #that's more a visual novel tho so it might not be what ur looking for!!! #my art #foa #fields of asphodel #pyri #alekto #hekate #also does anyone else . idk who on IF tumblr has also watched o/pla but inaki godoy's luffy was so so pyri to me. #tumblr user gncrezan is actually capable of drawing characters other than hermes. wow. #<- the foa folder is messy with other characters but its only hermes that ever gets rendered… #sorry . bias. i love him very much

[raksh-writes]

In the lore, people left offerings and appeased (aka bribed) kitsune with food, so picture, if you will, the pack trying to make Void chill the fuck out for TEN MINUTES by giving him treats.

Scott: No murder.

Void: Yes murder.

Scott: It's an official peace meeting with another pack, please no murder.

Void: Sorry, can't hear you.

Stiles: *hands him a weird ass gift basket of like, pączek, półtorak, zrazy, kitsune-udon, dorayaki, and sake* No murder.

Void: ...........no murder.

I'm so sorry I'm so late to answer, but also -- yes!! I can totally picture it 😁 And throughtout the meeting Void's sitting in the background, menacingly munching on his treats and making the other pack pack so nervous they come to no agreement until his basket is empty (waaay sooner than it should be possible, huh, and how did this one happen? 🤔) and Void puts it aside with the "prepare to Suffer" grin while he's all but ready to pounce. In a panic, the pack pushes Stiles at him with a chorus of "Do Something!!" so poor Stiles now has to keep blocking Void's way while trying to bribe him to the no murder side again.

Stiles: I'll make you inarizushi at home!

Void: I can get some myself. Move aside.

Stiles: Nooo, listen! Homemade! Homemade inarizushi, you know it's superior, you're always nagging me to make more!

Void: Hmpf, no luck, try better.

Stiles: Okay, okay, inarizushi and-- And pierogi!! I'll make you some pierogi too.

Void: Go on.

Stiles: And-- and--- Oh. *grins* Żurek. The big pot. And I'll even bake some bread from leftover zakwas, hm? Deal?

Void: ........

Void: You have ten minutes.

And thus the fastest official peace meeting between packs concludes in immediate peace treaty ^^ (Cause everyone knows packs love squabbling over details, and the after parties! Could last whole few nights!)

From then on, it becomes a (game) usual occurence for the pack (Stiles) to bribe Void with different foods to keep him from busting any official business with other packs. Somehow, though, his food always disappears (how lovely to stretch his illusions/magic skills) way quicker than it should be possible and they need to scramble for more treats or (usually) push Stiles at him and hope he handles it (he does, and they should really appreciate his creativity with bribing Void. The bastard definitely enjoys it way too much) so they can conclude their meetings. It works every single time and as much as Stiles grumbles at home, Void's not gonna give up his source of entertainment -- and someone's gotta keep the pack on their toes, huh 😏 (And he knows how to make it up to Stiles later *wink wink*) *cough* Ekhehem, anyway! 😂

Yeah, this would totally happen and Void would totally take advantage to get himself some more fun out of it 😄

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Kinktober 2021 Day 22 VIXX⛓Reaction to chains

N/Cha Hakyeon

Giving:

At first Hakyeon might be a little taken aback that you're trusting him to that level. He would definitely enjoy that kind of power over you though and his freaky side will come out pretty quickly. His artistic side will be joining that and if you say yes, there will be an entire photoshoot of you chained up in various ways, right before he fucks you. And a little bit after, with his cum splattered over your skin and the chains like an abstract painting.

Receiving:

"And what will I get in return?" He'll ask with a sly smirk while you explain to him that he'll get to experience what it's like for you for once. Hakyeon doesn't like not being in control but his curiosity will get the better of him. His exhibitionist streak will come out in full force and he'll insist that you record the whole session. And in exchange, he'll incorporate a sensual dance for you with his hands chained up (see what i did there).

Leo/Jung Taekwoon

Giving:

"Are you sure?" He'll ask you several times, not wanting you to feel uncertain about putting so much trust in him. At the same time Taekwoon will relish in being given power over you in this way and will go down a rabbit hole of researching how to restrain you in the most efficient way. He'll make sure that the session is scheduled beforehand, knowing that the anticipation will drive you both crazy. He'll chain you up gradually. His hands will work slowly, making the feeling of each new pass of the chain over your skin linger, and he'll ask if you can take it tighter each time he wraps the chain around a limb.

Receiving:

Silence. He might have acted this out in plays or music videos but it's a different game when you're asking him to do it for real. When you ask him for a response, all you're gonna get is "Let me think it over." And that was that for the next few days. Until one day you get home and he's there, sitting in a chair, waiting for you with a pile of chains on the table. Without a word he'll strip for you, then ask you to blindfold him. "I'm yours tonight. Take your time."

Ken/Lee Jaehwan

Giving:

Giggly as fuck when you first ask him. "Where the hell did you get that idea??" And when you tell him, his expression turns thoughtful. "Oh yeah, that makes sense." He'll ask for a bit of time to gather supplies. Over the next few days, you'll notice him almost becoming a different person. Moodier, quieter. You catch him staring at you with something burning in his eyes. Then one day while you're in the middle of a steamy makeout session in your bedroom, he reaches for a box under your bed which rattles clearly. "We're doing this now. You'd better be ready." Good with his hands and he doesn't leave slack, he wants your heart racing from the thrill of a little danger.

Receiving:

Pretends to think it over, trying to be cute by puffing out his cheeks and pouting his lips but agrees pretty quickly. Quite excited about it right up until the cool metal starts to wrap around his wrists. Nervous, twitchy, bratty, comes close to calling the whole thing off because it just feels like too much. Tries to leave extra slack in the chains as you restrain him. If you distract him with kisses though, he'll comply and he'll enjoy how it makes his heart thunder in his chest and how hot you look when you're in charge.

Ravi/Kim Wonshik

Giving:

Says yes immediately. Puts on a brave front, but you best believe later he's on the phone with his friends (cough-cough-asking Taemin about Key's stash) asking for tips. But to compensate, he'll indulge your pain kink if you have one. He's nervous at the start but he knows what he's doing. You feel safe with him and melt under his touch. He gets downright high off your moans as you're at his mercy and he's fucking you.

Receiving:

Tries to tease you about it but can't quite hide how excited he is. He's already been dreaming about it and tries to rush you and pesters you to make it happen sooner. Has no problem letting you take the reins (or rather, the chains) and he can take them being quite tight, too. You better believe he's writing a song about it afterwards.

Hongbin/Lee Hongbin

Giving:

Agrees with surprisingly little preamble. Good at improvising and somehow has an intuitive understanding of what feels good and what doesn't. If you like it the first time, he'll get adventurous and bring up suspending you in chains next time rather than simply restraining you. Another one who's good with his hands and doesn't make mistakes as he wraps the chains around you just right.

Receiving:

Says no at first and doesn't tolerate discussion. But curiosity eventually gets the better of him, especially after he chains you up several times first and sees how much you enjoy it. First it's "Okay, but just some handcuffs," then it's "Okay, maybe arms and legs both, it would make it easier for you." And finally, it's him getting hard every time he hears chains clinking.

Hyuk/Han Sanghyuk

Giving:

Like Ravi, he says yes immediately but then panics, because he has no clue how to do it and he's too stubborn to ask Ravi or anyone else for help. What if he loses the key?? What if he tightens the chains too much?? He's in his head and comes back to you, telling you he's backing out. But you won't let him get out of it and instead offer to chain him up first so he can see how it's done. Hyuk is relieved and excited to be trying it first, and then confidently reproduces the result on you. He loves the marks that the chains leave on you and all his initial worry disappears. He's impulsive and adventurous, and will use his size and strength to his advantage, carrying you and manhandling you while you're bound and makes you feel so deliciously owned and used that the chains become a staple in your bedroom.

Receiving:

As mentioned above, he ends up trying this first. And once he sees the new side it brings to your sex life, he rarely receives anymore. He needs to be in a special kind of mood to ask you to chain him up, but once he's there, he takes it like a champ. Definite pain kink. You tighten his chains too much on purpose, trying to get him to beg to be released but he only hisses and takes everything you give him. Especially loves it when you overstimulate him and he can't do anything about it except moan.

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