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notbecauseofvictories · 6 months

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Halloween Week of Horror (Games)

It’s that most horrible time of year, and I've decided to explore the spooky world of text-based games. My list of games is cribbed from this post and this post.

GAMEIFY HORROR // DAY 1

DAY 2: 13 laurel road, unbecoming, what girls do in the dark, the open house, return

13 laurel road

an interactive fiction game about the relationships we have with places and reconciling with trauma. You play as a young man named Noah who has been tasked with picking up some things from his cousin’s old house.

This one was surprisingly affective, given that there is no objective horror—no jumpscares, no mysterious noises, no ghosts beyond the perfectly ordinary ones that plague all of us.

Still, the set up (a young man, tasked with grabbing some things from the old family house) and the conclusion (coming to terms with the intergenerational cycles we fall into, giving you the chance to break free from them) worked wonderfully for me. In particular, I liked the way the game conveyed Noah's internal conflict---the refrain of "I won't think about that," and the way that you as a player aren't quite clear who is still alive as you move through the abandoned family home.

...I am a little disappointed that there weren't ghosts though.

SPOOKY LEVEL: 1/10, mostly for ambient horror and decay

OVERALL GRADE: B-

unbecoming

a sonically-textured interactive horror fiction exploring cycles of trauma and unspeakable forces of nature in a mythic rural American landscape.

Well, damn. I think that’s the second time I’ve put that in my notes, but also—damn. Damn does this game deserve it. Despite the lack of images (just text, white and sharp except when bleeding into red) it felt extremely well-realized, lived in. Maybe it's just because I know these places, have been to these farms, have looked at Dust Bowl photographs of children on buckling front porches, but the scenery was its own character---which is amazing when there's no actual scenery.

Not to mention that the story gets into one of my soft places and digs---the fraught ritual and cycles of repeated harm; the kind of blurry boundaries that make such effective horror. Family as obligation and a horror story you can't always escape. Not to mention how the gameplay makes you complicit in continuing that horror...

SPOOKY LEVEL: 5/10, not necessarily overtly, but uh. There is a giant hungering pit, and corpses in beds.

OVERALL GRADE: A-

what girls do in the dark

This little game is based off one of the greatest fears they had as a teenage girl: showing up late to a stranger’s slumber party.

Of all the games on this list, this was the first one that—as soon as the credits rolled—I immediately wanted to play again. I wanted to see if I could get a different ending, if I could somehow "win." There’s just something about those haunting scraps of “maybe you could have saved yourself...” that tantalize you, and make you want to try for a happier ending.

....not to mention that I have a well-documented weakness for deals with the devil.

I'll also add that the almost MS DOS style prompts ("TAKE [ITEM]" "OPEN DOOR") were devastatingly effective; a way of narrowing your choices while also giving you the illusion of choice.

SPOOKY LEVEL: 3/10, given the blood and the creeping horror

OVERALL GRADE: A-

the open house

We at Northtree Real Estate (in partnership with Optix Dynamix Labs) are proud to present our new, state-of-the-art, open house simulator! Come and take a quick tour of 15615 Hollow Oak Lane, a familiar and comfortable showcase home in one of our premier developments!

This particular game is just cool as hell. As someone who (like many millennials) has been addicted to Zillow and other house-hunting websites, this landed with immediate effect. What if scrolling through virtual walkthroughs on your local house hunting website opened up a portal to the unknown? What if it showed murders immediately after they were committed? What if, as you go further and further into this virtual house, you were going out---into something vast, unknown, and chilling?

Amazing, clever, wonderful.

SPOOKY LEVEL: 5/10, largely for unreality and a couple creepy images that still linger with me.

OVERALL GRADE: A

return

a text-based horror game about coming home

The more of these games I play, the more it becomes clear that what I like is horror that verges on the inexplicable—dream logic and images that refuse to resolve into reasonableness. I loved that here: the static, the mycelium, the pier with its strange dead-already fish, the self that guides you through the next cycle. What does it say about our horror stories if there is no going home? If it's just cycles of returning and rebirth and horror we can't escape?

(Sidenote, I am in love with Carver, and the little bit woven in about cybernetic/android assistive devices was tantalizing.)

Again, it's amazing how these text-based games manage to convey so much, so richly, with just words. Or maybe I just have an overactive imagination.

SPOOKY LEVEL: 7/10, just because the sense of unreality is so strong, I wouldn't recommend it for anyone who doesn't enjoy that

OVERALL GRADE: B

#gameify horror #the oldest and strongest emotion of mankind

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shefanispeculator · 12 days

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Gwen Stefani was hard at work on the Oklahoma ranch she shares with Blake Shelton in images shared on Monday.

Stefani, 54, who reunited with No Doubt for the first time in nine years at the Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival, was on a mission to sew some flower seeds in a series of videos shared in her Instagram Stories.

The Purple Irises singer and Shelton were riding in the golf cart style vehicle they use to zip around their ranch as Stefani explained, 'We've got about five seconds to plant some zinnias, you call them "zin-ee-as"' we call them "zeen-ee-as." We made the up ourselves,' she told the camera.

The couple were trying to beat the rain which was coming their way.

Shelton, 47, who seemed intent on driving, seemed hesitant to speak on camera at the same time, and received a little coaching from his wife who said, 'C'mon Blake, we're trying to engage with the humans. Engage.'

'We've got five minutes worth of zinnias to plant,' he said, echoing her words.

'Did you see Blake's new glasses?' the It's My Life artist asked, laughing at her husband's response as he made a goofy face for the camera.

When the couple arrived at the barn where they store their machinery, the God's Country singer started up the rototill while Stefani went to the back of the machine to talk about the seeds she wanted to plant.

'I bought these giant California mix, five thousand,' she explained while bending to pick up another packet. 'These are really cute, Lilliput zinnia mix, semi-dwarf collection. Typically we wouldn't want shorter, but they're very cute, she explained.

Even on the farm, the GXVE by Gwen founder managed to remain fashionable.

She wore full face makeup with thick lashes and a neutral lip with her blond hair in a high bun.

She wore a long red and black plaid shirt with rolled up sleeves over matching plaid pants and a black T-shirt.

The fashionista wore knee high boots covered with light denim.

'You got to slow down, you got to slow your life down,' the Home singer advised. 'A simple kind of life?' the rocker quipped, referring to one of her biggest hits. 'Yes,' answered Shelton.

At last they arrived at their destination. 'Here it is, the field we're going to conquer,' Stefani explained showing a plot of prepared land near a body of water.

'We're going to destroy this field with flowers,' she revealed.

After their work on the farm, the devoted pair attended their niece Ryan Intrieri's cheer competition, and shared photos they took with the young athlete.

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shinakazami1 · 9 months

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Nobody is gonna read this prob but I today wrote some The Beginner's Guide snippets to kinda try to see if I like this style for a fanfic I plan

Short one here, more under the cut:

In a way, he knew what he was doing. Deep down, not even he could hide that his intentions were not just a pure concern and worry. But, just like the Coda he made in his mind, he himself had nobody to look for help for.

Maybe that's why, in the room full of people he knew and kept saying he loved and cared for, he couldn't bring himself to say a single word. Because the moment the eyes looked at him again, he knew he had to keep the act going.

'But there is no act. It's just me.'

It's just me and my depressed friend's games.

And I'll get him out.

Because nobody else will do that for him.

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Davey stared at the wall and listened to the clock ticking. It seemed the mechanism was not a typical one - there seemed to be a small delay, making the rhytm uneven. Pam, pampam, pam... it did match his breathing pattern. In, hold for a second, out and quickly in again. Or maybe, he matched the mechanism.

It was hard to tell what inspired what at this point. Everything blended into one shape, no matter what creator of either intended.

Everything had a purpose in a way that maybe nobody even desired.

But that would be sad, wouldn't it be? For your work to grow up from the idea into a grotesque fleshened out monster of what it was supposed to be?

Was it what it was to be a creator? A loving embrace of a child you'd never be able to look at, that will never grow up to an image of itself that it was never supposed to really reach.

He didn't notice that he stopped breathing until he coughed out.

It was four pm. He still had three hours left.

And it felt like waiting for the guillotine to fall. For the choir to stop singing, for the last scene, when the director would say, cut.

Was he cut out for all this? He didn't know and he didn't dare to question it. He knew that from some spirals, he couldn't get out.

So how did Coda do it? How did he just, leave his creations, to die, to never be appreciated and seen? To be able to tell others of what it was supposed to be?

Why couldn't he consider the feelings of his creation?

Why couldn't he appreciate the code?

And why did he invite Davey over, for the first time?

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"I still don't get it. It's supposed to be a self expression but why would you self insert in a way that's supposed to be accessible, supposed to be PLAYED if you don't give it to others? Video games show a story in many ways. Sound, sight and most importantly - interactibility. So what's the point of a language when you keep it to yourself? We would not go far enough if-"

Hearing some knocking on the door make him pause the recording. He hated that - he typically picked an hour when others were away just so he could have a moment of peace to write everything down with his voice.

Davey sighed and turned around, asking his brother to come on in.

Whatever was the topic of the conversation was probably not important, as Davey didn't mention it in the recording at all.

The last time he mentioned anything beside game making was around a year before.

The game jam wasn't a start - it was only an aftereffect.

Just as what was going to come next.

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"(...) It's Friday already. And I still have 23 more games to check. He had to hide an easter egg somewhere, right? It's not just a hundred of copies of the same room. He always shows some nuiance in routine, in the whole madness.

It's... 2:33 now. I have to wake up in 4 hours.

But I won't be able to fall asleep until I find the key.

The puzzle IS here. It's in here, somewhere, and I am probably not seeing it correctly.

Ok. Just, maybe five more games. And I'll try to look through the code.

Davey, out."

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"It's me again. I don't know what I am missing. Probably some coffee. Just two games left, it's probably in there.

I'll take my laptop with me to work. They shouldn't mind, I did stuff like this before, I'll just pretend it's work related.

I'll crack the code until midnight. And I'll show him I've done my job correctly.

Now, I have to pack and hope the vending machine works.

Davey, out."

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"Consumption is for consumers, not for the actual food enjoyers. But the enjoyers only are up their own theories of what the flavours really represent."

"But we're talking about game develo-"

"Which one are you? Do you enjoy food?"

Davey was not prepared to be put on a spot. Coda rarely asked him anything, or even said hi back - so, such forward question was not typical.

He wasn't dumb - he knew it was all a metaphor. And he wanted to just start his point showing that it isn't a perfect one. Now, he only had one true option to choose from because there would be no resets.

Or so he thought.

He heard a sigh and looked up at Coda as the man already turned his back.

"It was an illusions of a choice."

One that Davey once again couldn't make.

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#The beginners guide #The Beginner's Guide #Coda #Davey #Davey Wreden #Writing #Fanfiction #My writing #Tbg #Ngl I feel way happier when someone comments on my writing than on my drawings ajshsh #Cus i feel it needs more brain power but alas #If this gets read by one person #I'm lucky #Skhshs

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doomh3ad · 2 years

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I will bite patrik batman

i adore the tone of this ask i'm obsessed and you inspired me so i wrote 2 drabbles the first is not serious at all and also kinda gory and the second is genuine nsfw so ... enjoy.

Tonight is the night. It has to be.

You've been dating Patrick Bateman for three years now, you moved in with him last year but there still isn't a ring on your finger: tonight, he's taking you to Dorsia. You've got all dressed up in clothes he personally picked out, and Patrick seemed to extend his usual skincare and workout routine this morning. He's being lovely, all smiles and compliments. It has to be tonight. He'll propose.

On your way to Dorsia, you can't help but notice just how good he looks in that new suit - new suit? Something is definitely up. He opens doors for you, pulls out your chair for you when you're seated at a table for two: tasteful decor surrounds you, a few expensive looking candles lit to aid your vision in the dim, romantic lighting.

Patrick orders the fanciest bottle of wine, even lets you try things off his plate, and when the courses have all been taken away he clears his throat, sounding nervous for the first time since you've ever met him.

"I want- need to ask you something," he begins, and his hand goes to his pocket. As he gets down on one knee, your eyes water; the look in his eyes when he meets yours breaks your heart. It's uncharacteristically vulnerable.

"Will you marry me?"

You go to him, smoothing down your clothes and ignoring the stares. You take one look at the exquisite ring and you're falling harder than you thought was possible.

"Yes. Yes, of course, oh my god, yes."

He's reaching up to slip the ring on your finger when you sweetly rip out his jugular with your teeth, spraying blood all over his expensive new suit. The Dorsia staff and patrons scream and there's a stampede as they rush out.

And yet all you're thinking is, fuck you Patrick, your business card sucks.

as a side note im sorry ok here's the serious nsfw part

There's barely a part of you he hasn't touched by now. With your hands in his hair, messing up that perfect style, and him giving into your pleas for more, more, more: you think you're seeing heaven. Patrick is actually listening to you; when you say you want it more gentle or rough, he complies. Tonight, whatever you say goes.

He moves back up to kiss you, admiring how the mirror reflects the image of you two. You break away to breathlessly admit you want to try something, and it's Patrick, so he's up for it. You whisper it in his ear, too shy to even let it echo in the empty bedroom, and a ferocious gleam in his eyes appears. He's nodding before you even finish, and makes a sly comment about how "it's only fair".

He's right - he's left a considerable number of marks on you. It's your turn. And boy, are you going to take advantage of that.

You twist his hair tighter in your hands and expose his neck, gently biting down into the skin there. Patrick actually laughs at you, and urges you "harder".

You comply. You leave bite marks and scratches from your nails until his perfect body is littered with them. Until he's wincing, actually showing pain along with the pleasure.

Then, you smile up at him, your mouth bloody. He tells you it's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, and kisses you until he can taste his own blood on his tongue.

#horror #slasher x reader #slasher #slasher fic #slashers #slasher thirst #imelda's writing #patrick bateman #patrick bateman x reader #american psycho #those dorsia reservations are to die for

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cicaklah · 9 months

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my girl @ronniebox tagged me and so here we go!

Rules: List ten books that have stayed with you in some way, don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard - they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you.

Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman - my mother gave me this book to read when I was maybe 11, it was her copy that she had bought when Pratchett came and gave a reading at our local library in like, 1992. I'd say no book has been more formative to me, but in writing this I don't think thats true.

The City and the City by China Mieville - I got into Mieville through my girl @crimeandcricket, and was horribly traumatised by the body horror in perdido street station, and was way too influenced by his often pretentious writing style, but the city and the city is a masterpiece I'll never recover fully from and changed me for the better.

The Children's Hospital by Chris Adrian - I'm fairly sure no one but me loves this book, but it is also a book that multiple people stopped me when I was reading in public just from the cover image. My favourite kind of book is a book that can only be written by one person, and Adrian is a theologian and paediatrician, and this book uses every single one of his hyperfixations and also made me cry more than anything else.

The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster - Actually, this book probably did more to calcify my sense of humour than Pratchett did. The smartest, funniest, coolest children's book ever, and this has reminded me to get the tattoo of Tock on my wrist.

Ballet Shoes by Noel Streatfield - I read this every christmas morning as a treat to myself. I also adore White Boots, the ice skating book, but Ballet Shoes is such a perfect gem of a story that is the favourite of my grandmother, my mother and myself.

Shabanu/Daughter of the Wind by Suzanne Fisher Staples - The first book that made me cry, inspired my fondness for camels and was probably my first feminist awakening? I've only read one of the sequels, but it was so brutal I still haven't emotionally recovered entirely.

The Amateur Cracksman by E. W Hornung - my mastermind specialist subject, a book that consumed me across time and space, Raffles my beloved, Bunny my beloved, I remember the moment I read the first story and my life changed literally forever. The Black Mask and A Thief In The Night are also obviously amazing and really all three should be considered one book, but something in my life changed for the better when I read the line 'AJ Raffles would be my friend!' in The Ides of March and I realised oh no, they're mine now.

Exhalation by Ted Chiang - very hard for me to choose a Ted Chiang story so thankfully I will pick his second collection, which has The Life Cycle of Software Objects and also the one about the parrots. It does not have Hell is the Absence of God or stories of your life, but tbh, software objects was the first of his stories I ever read, so it deserves to be here, even if it guts me like a fish every time.

Rivals by Jilly Cooper - if I could have anyone's writing career, it would be Jilly Cooper's. Everytime I read this insane soap opera of a book it holds me hostage until I finish it, and its like 700 pages long. The most wonderfully 80s OTT sex farce about horrible people trying to buy an ITV franchise. I genuinely can't believe that disney plus are making it into a series.

The Years of Rice and Salt by Kim Stanley Robinson - One of his least famous books and yet I think his best? I had read the Mars books several times before I picked this up, but this alternate history where 90% of Europe are killed by the black death, following how world history changes through the eyes of characters who reincarnate but always find each other, somehow??? it grabbed me by the throat and never let go.

tell me YOUR formative texts pls @crimeandcricket @deputychairman @myth-blossom @skylightpirate @stickthisbig @apricotbones @postalninja @cajunandfire @within-infant-rind

#meme me #book meme

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gaymer-hag-stan · 1 year

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Fighting Games is a genre that I have always loved because they allow for unique player expression like no other genre. You get a wide selection of characters to choose from hailing from various different countries and practicing different styles of martial arts or even wielding melee weapons.

We've been lucky to have gotten tons of different games to choose from, and I have personally singled out the nine most vital franchises to the genre; the pillars of the fighting game community, if you will. Unfortunately, I only get ten options per poll, so games like Killer Instinct, Marvel vs. Capcom or Injustice have been left out. But that's why the tenth option has been left free of choice, as I'm sure that some of you will have the most obscure niche options in mind and will immediately comment "why is X not here" so there.

I'm also not deliberately ignoring Super Smash Bros., I just have traditional fighting games in mind and it's kinda not. But it's very much still a fighting game.

I'm also specifically talking about series of games and not one offs so that's why no Skullgirls and so on.

Anyway, at the end of the day vote for whatever you like, just don't bust my balls about "excluding" your fave 🤣

Really wish I could add:

A. More options

and

B. Images to the options to make them look prettier.

But overall I think polls have been a great addition. Good job @staff 👍😁👏

Here's a few general thoughts

I have a weird relationship with Mortal Kombat. My earliest memory of it must be some older kids next to my grandma's house playing MK4 and letting me watch them play for a while. Then I definitely remember the PS2 era games' covers and the video store, the dragon logo is so cool, but I never actually bothered to pick any of them. Until I got the 2011 game when I had a PS3. I liked it a lot, I kinda liked the story but I never understood the normies obsession with it? And here's a hot take; NRS stories are not that good, certainly not any better than any other fighting game like Tekken or SoulCalibur. The only key difference is that they have relatively good writing, while the rest of the major game, which are mostly Japanese, have cringey anime dialogue that absolutely does not fit the dramatic NRS storytelling everyone has been trying to copy post 2011. I wish they would straight up drop it and go back to having a decent, eight-level minimum arcade mode with character endings and stop trying to do what NRS does, because it's not that great to begin with. Anyway, I have since developed a love-hate relationship with it. I got both X and 11, and while both are objectively good games, with 11 FINALLY even making the characters look not ugly for the first time ever, but I think I've kind of moved on from MK. I don't have any attachment to the overall plot, I only mostly care about Mileena, Kitana and co., I mostly prefer 3D fighting games in general and I'm not that good at it so... Yeah. Still a fan series though, both the Reboot Trilogy as well as the, mostly underappreciated, PS2 trilogy.

I was born in 1997 and arcades weren't really a thing in Greece? I remember only having seen a Tekken 5 cabinet at a bowling alley in my entire life, so I never got to experience the "birth" of fighting games with Street Fighter, and Street Fighter itself was almost completely absent from the PS2, save for a few Alpha and SFII rereleases I think. So I finally got to play Street Fighter during the later years of it's fourth iteration when I got Ultra Street Fighter IV for the PS3. I was VERY frustrated at the beginning like, I was used to Tekken, DOA and SoulCalibur style gameplay, all of which are 3D but also combo-heavy games. Street Fighter was not that at all and I thought this made it a bad game. But I decided to give it a second chance with Street Fighter V. SFV is, perhaps notoriously, more simplified in both it's inputs as well as it's overall difficulty, so it helped me appreciate the series a lot more. Most of the characters no longer look ugly too (heavy emphasis on MOST) so that helped too. What's more, I can now actually play IV a lot better, and I even had money to spare to get Super Turbo II HD and Third Strike for the PS3, though I do struggle a bit with those too still, Third Strike in particular. Street Fighter X Tekken is also my guilty pleasure, don't @me. My only real issue is that I seem to be mostly interested in the "less regular" characters in the series like Elena or Poison or Laura which means that I have to find a new main in every single game and... I really don't care for most of the cast, especially the ones who seem to be featured on most of the games and never skip an entry.

I've been playing Tekken since I was 8 or 9 years old and got Tekken 5, the first fighting game I ever owned and I've been obsessed ever since. I love the gameplay because I feel like the four-limb system feels so natural, you know? If you press the X button you get a left kick, if you press the Δ button you get a right punch. It's so simple. Nina Williams is probably my favourite video game character ever, after Lara Croft, and I just really the series as a whole. It's also the only game I feel confident enough to play online atm.

For some reason I was always vaguely aware of The King of Fighters existence since around 2010-2011 but I never felt the desire to play it? Mai was added in Dead or Alive 5 however and I absolutely loved her. I played so much as her. But as far as picking up her own games... Well... KOFXIV looked like shit and I'd heard that XIII, and KOF in general, was very difficult so that was a bit off-putting. After falling out of love with MK however, I had to feel the gap. And along came KOFXV! I was still not completely sold, but I had money to spare and I got the game and I now love the series so much? Definitely my favourite 2D fighting game series. I wasted so many years gatekeeping myself out of playing the games but, honestly, while I sometimes buy things on impulse, the money I can spend on games is a very specific and limited amount so I always try to actually buy things that I will actually play and enjoy. XV is fun, but it turns out the "ugly" KOFXIV and the difficult XIII are even more fun! Shout-out to KOF for having an amazing cast of characters too. Even with Tekken which has been with me since childhood there are TONS of characters I straight up hate or just don't care about. KOF has over 90 characters and the ones I actually hate are probably fewer than Tekken's. This is certainly not a quantity over quality case (the yearly release for the first decade of the series was insane though, I don't know why they thought that was a good idea)

SoulCalibur is another series I loved since childhood but this one I didn't personally own until my late teens. A friend's uncle had a Dreamcast however, and when he would visit him in the summer he would bring it over and we would play SoulCalibur a lot! I have several reservations about Namco basing the series entire marketing on "who's the guest this time?" and later on the character creation. The sole focus should be on the characters themselves, because SoulCalibur has the most detailed and complex backstories in fighting games. Period. But because SoulCalibur has devolved into an overglorified character creator and the guests get the only media focus the game is gonna get during its promotional period, I feel like the brand itself has lost its mainstream appeal. SoulCalibur I is one of the best fighting games, and it has zero guests and no customization, other than being able to choose different weapons for each character. Have your guests by all means, I personally had tons of fun with Ezio and 2B, and Haohmaru even peaked my curiosity for Samurai Shodown, and customization can be fun too, but don't make it your main selling point. It has evidently not been working as well as Namco wants it to. Tekken and Mortal Kombat have guests and customization too, but they're not the games main selling point, they only help bring in additional fans.

Dead or Alive is the booby pervy game, sure, but it's also a great fighting game? The fast-paced gameplay is extremely fun and satisfying, most of the cast is actually pretty interesting, despite the sexy outfits and bikinis and beach volleyball, and whenever there's a new DOA in the market it it will always be the best-looking fighting game available at the time. There's no contest. I had tons of fun playing DOA2 as a kid and I had tons of fun playing DOA5 as an adult, because since DOA became Xbox-exclusive for a while, I never actually owned DOA3 or DOA4. I wish I could have had more fun with DOA6 too but the game is just... Soulless, and that's a shame. The fact that both DOA and SoulCalibur are unlikely to get sequels any time soon is also very heartbreaking.

I was way past my anime phase when I became aware of Guilty Gear's existence, so I was at first hesitant of checking it out. However, a chain of events led me to eventually get Rev 2. See, Haohmaru was a guest on SoulCalibur VI, and Baiken was a guest in Samurai Shodown and I guess you see where I'm going with is. This is why guests should absolutely not go away, but it is much better they remain actual (fighting) video game characters first and foremost and not stupid horror movie characters that haven't been relevant for decades (fuck every single MK12 guest, but especially RoboCop) Rev 2 is so much fun. It's still hard however, so I'm not yet ready to fully embrace Guilty Gear, but Strive looks more and more appealing each day is all I'm saying. Jack' O and I-No may have helped.

Virtua Fighter forever revolutionized the genre by moving things for the first time in the third dimension. I only had a VF4 demo as a kid and I was creeped out by having to fight Shun Di, a drunken old creepy guy, in a dark cave on a raft as Sarah so I never touched the series again until 5. The game is really fun and I will forever be grateful for it because it eventually lead to Tekken and DOA's creation, but while MK having a "good" story mode does not automatically make it a good game, Virtua Fighter having NO story mode, not even arcade endings, doesn't help it's case all that much either.

I've been contemplating trying out BlazBlue lately, Rachel, Taokaka and especially miss Litchi look really promising, but I'm trying to let the thought mature in my mind first rather than making an impulse purchase. I haven't played enough of any of its installments to have an opinion on it, but I know tons of people love it so it must have a few things going on for it, right?

Shout-out again to Samurai Shodown, I love the "fencing" aspect of its gameplay, but I'm just not as invested to it's cast as I am in KOF's yet. I've also always wanted to try out Darkstalkers but Capcom seems to be hellbent on wanting to make this franchise DIE. I don't understand why they don't at least start adding it's cast in Street Fighter as "permanent guests", in the same spirit as Final Fight characters keep on coming back. Morrigan is too good a character to be left to rot. I'd also love to try Killer Instinct, but it's another Xbox exclusive so RIP. Finally, I do own the first Injustice, but American comic book super heroes have always been morbidly boring to me (except Spiderman and Batman & co.) so, consequently, both Injustice and Marvel vs. Capcom are of no interest to me at all.

#Mortal Kombat #Street Fighter #Tekken #The King of Fighters #SoulCalibur #Dead or Alive #Guilty Gear #Virtua Fighter #Video Games #Gaming #Fighting Games

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alwayslovingharry · 2 years

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Rolling In The Deep

A/N: Here comes the second chapter of When the music finally starts, part 1. The second part will be posted next week also on Saturday, I'm going to advance that it's called True Love. I think I'm going to start posting things on Saturdays, but no promises.

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PAIRING: Harry Styles x Hailey Foster (1Dmember!reader)

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WARNING: Not an english native speaker.

SUMMARY: Hayley gets ready for her Valentine's Day.

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14/03/2017

A relaxing shower listening to Adele was just what I needed. Since New Year's I've had almost no days off, and I can assure you that I've travelled more this month than during my first world tour with the band. If it wasn't a modelling show in London, it was an ad campaign in New York and if not a meeting in Los Angeles.

Since the boys and I decided to take a break from the band I've been trying to start a modelling career or at least trying to start making a fashion image of myself. I've always loved design and the fashion world so, to get away from the music world for a bit, I thought modelling or starting to collaborate with brands would be the best option.

That's why I've been so busy having meetings and attending events to get the attention of brands. Now my management is in meetings to start collaborating with Dior and Versace, whether they want me as a model or as an advertising image.

"If you don’t get out of the shower right now, I'm going inside to take you, I don't care if you're totally naked," I hear my best friend shout from outside the bathroom, snapping me out of my thoughts, it seems my relaxing time is over.

I step out of the shower through the mist that has been created in the bathroom and roll my hair up in a towel before I start drying myself off with another towel and put on my pyjamas. Olive has come to my house to help me get ready for my Valentine's date with Jack, he had insisted that we were going to one of the best restaurants in London as I was going to be here for a week without any events.

When I come out of the bathroom, Liv is lying on her back on my bed staring at her mobile.

"It's about time! We're short on time and I have to do all your make-up and hair," she says as she locks her phone and throws it on the bed before jumping to her feet.

"There's still 3 hours before he comes. "I walk over to my dressing table, where all my make-up and everything else Liv will need is, and sit in the chair, looking at myself in the mirror.

"Yeah, but we need to dry your hair, do your make-up and make sure the shoes I've picked out look good with the dress Jack gave you, we don't have as much time as you think we do."

"I'm sure you'll make me perfect, Liv."

"We'll see..." she replies as she towels the excess water out of my hair. "Although I'd rather leave you with an EMO style, see if I can't scare off that stiff boyfriend of yours. "

"Olive..."

"What!? We all think the same, it makes you boring and it’s like you've got a stick up your arse, also you can't say he's not a compulsive control freak."

I try to answer but she turns on the dryer, preventing me from being able to say anything because I can't even hear myself.

Jack may be uptight and his lifestyle may influence my character and my own way of living life. But managers have always said that it is good publicity that two childhood friends have fallen in love after meeting again years later. Besides the fact that the companies that belong to Jack's family are very influential and it also gives them a good image that the future director has a serious and stable relationship, like ours.

And yes, Jack knows that my contracts with my managers allow them to decide about my life, although I'm sure he knows very little about the clauses in the contracts and what I am or am not obliged to do. The only people who know exactly what my contracts prevent me from doing are Louis and Olive, my best friends, who I told what they were because I needed to share with someone why I can't do what really makes me happy most of the time.

"He's not a compulsive control freak," I reply as she finishes blow-drying my hair and is picking up the irons to curl my hair.

"Hailey, where are you? Hailey I don't think you should be wearing that to that interview. Hailey I think you should stop making music for a while." she tries to mimic Jack."If he could I'm sure he'd put a tracking chip in you so he'd know where you are at all times."

"He's just worried about me, it's nothing to worry about..."

"It's nothing to worry about? You donated your hair over a year ago and you still keep your hair above your shoulders because he says short hair is more businesslike."

"I like it short like that, I barely have to style it."

"Hails, I cut your hair when you donated it and your literal words when I was done were "I can't wait for it to grow out so I can go back to doing a high ponytail"."

"I said that because of the change, I went from a mile-long mane to shoulder-length hair." I make it up trying to sound convincing.

"If you say so...I like your short hair, any haircut would look good on you, but you had such a well-cared for and beautiful mane...I loved all the braids and hairstyles you did. "

You're not the only one who loved it.

I look in the mirror, noticing how short my hair looks now that Liv has curled it a bit. Having short hair is very comfortable, but I always liked having long hair. I used to love being able to do all sorts of different hairstyles and I really miss it.

"You know, I think I'm going to let it grow back, it's time to go back to my star look," I smile at my best friend through the mirror, and she does too as she finishes curling my hair. "I'm going to cancel my haircut appointment this week. "

Olive finishes and picks up some of the front strands to make two braids and pin them together at the back of my head with a small clip. She has always been good at doing my hair and I love being her test model.

Just as she is about to start the make-up, the doorbell rings.

"It can't be Jack, it's over two hours away," I say standing up and walking out of the room with Liv following me.

"Maybe he sent you flowers or some of his usual crap to make him look like the perfect gentleman," Liv replies as we walk down the stairs to the door.

"I don't think so, he's not the flower type."

I open the door to find a delivery man with a tablet on my little porch.

"Hailey Foster?" the delivery guy asks looking up, he's a middle aged gentleman and doesn't seem to recognise me from having been in the best known English band of the decade.

"It's me."

"Sign here, please." he hands me his tablet with a stylus pen so I can sign.

Once I've signed and handed him back his tablet, the delivery man bends down and picks up a small box from the floor with a bunch of sunflowers on top.

"This is for you," he replies as I take the flowers and pass them to Liv so I can take the box from his hands.

"Thank you. Do you know who sent it?" I ask.

"No. Have a nice day."

I stand in disbelief as the delivery man walks down the stairs and out of my small garden and into his van before I go back inside and close the door, turning to look at Liv.

"Did you see how rude he was?" I ask Olive.

"A man of few words," she replies with a shrug, "Did Jack send it?"

"I don't think so, sunflowers and sending me something like this doesn't seem like his style. "

"Well open it, maybe it's some fan, they've finally found your lair."

"Ha. Ha. Ha. How funny you are Liv, but no, I moved out when the band broke up so they wouldn't bother me and I don't think they've found me yet." I start walking up the stairs looking at the box in my hands, it looks like a normal package.

It must be a coincidence that a delivery arrived today, maybe the flowers were sent to me by Jack, maybe he has finally learnt which is my favourite flower.

I get to my room and sit back in my dressing table chair, leaving the box in a recess on the table. Liv enters my room with the bouquet still in her hands and sets it carefully on the bed before she sits down next to it as well.

"What are you waiting for, open it!"

"Maybe it's some Amazon order I didn't remember, Liv, maybe it's nothing. "

"An Amazon order that isn't packaged with an Amazon box and comes with flowers included on Valentine's Day, you are not buying that yourself."

I watch as Olive looks at me in the mirror, waiting for me to react and open the box. We both know she's right. I don't usually order things, I prefer to buy them in person and if I had ordered something it would be very strange if I didn't remember ordering it.

"Open it, it'll be something Jack wants you to wear on your date. "

"Surely." I reply as I take the box back into my hands, turn in the chair so I'm facing Liv and carefully remove the ribbon that closes it." Maybe it's another Valentine's Day present. "

I open the box to find an envelope, another smaller box and two notebooks along with a small bag of Love hearts.

It doesn't look like something Jack would give me.

"Hails, there was a card in the flowers." says Liv, I look up from the box to see the small envelope in my friend's hand and take it, as Liv takes her first look at the contents of the box." I don't think it was Jack. "

The small envelope now in my hands is completely white. I look up from the small envelope, meeting my friend's blue eyes staring back at me.

"What are you waiting for, open it!"

"I'm doing it, no need to yell," I reply as I dig my fingernail into the envelope and peel back the tab, only seeing a white card with something written on it before tossing the envelope to my best friend." I don't think...I'm not going to read it now. "

"But do you know who sent you all this?" she asks without looking at what's on the note yet. "Because if you don't want to know right now, I'm going to read it."

"I don't want to think it's who I think it is...he's given me things like this before, it wouldn't be the first time. "

"All right..." Liv replies as she takes the little card out of the envelope and reads it to herself. "You can tell Mr. Styles that he can also give me gifts like this for Valentine's Day, I would really appreciate his thoughtfulness. "

"I thought after he didn't send anything last year, he'd never do it again."

Ever since we'd met, Harry had always given me something for Valentine's Day. Flowers, a necklace, a book...every year he'd given me something that meant something to us. Except last year. When I didn't get anything last year...I thought it meant he would have accepted that we could never be anything, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

"Well, it looks like he hasn't lost faith in you guys...that he sent you this means he doesn't think all is lost."

"But he can't do anything, he doesn't know about the contracts."

"The truth is that he doesn't have a contract that explicitly obliges him not to go out or have anything to do with you..."

"But my contract directly affects him if I break it."

"But he doesn't even know that! I always thought those contracts you signed must not be legal at all. It must not be legal for your managers to decide who you can and can't have a relationship with!"

"They're the ones who help us get to the top, they must have something to reassure them that all their efforts are worth it."

"Fucking managers with their stupid contracts..." Liv dramatically throws herself back on the bed, making me laugh." You're not going to want to read the card? Or open anything he sent you?"

"I don't think it's a good idea to look at presents from a guy who has a crush on me just before I go out with my boyfriend to our Valentine's Day dinner," she smiles sadly as I take the card from her hand and slip it into the box all the presents came in, closing it without looking inside again.

"You've been in love with him since the moment you saw where your smoothie ended up when I threw it at you in the queue for your audition.

"You and I both know that with our situation it never could be and never will be, a miracle would have to happen for Harry and I to have any chance."

"A miracle or you stop accepting other people deciding about your life."

"Those people have helped me achieve everything I have and without them I wouldn't be where I am."

"But at what cost?"

"You're dramatising it too much, Liv," I reply as I get up from my chair and put the box with what Harry has given me under my bed, "It's not like I've sold my soul to the devil, I have a boyfriend I can have a future with and I can't say I'm not happy, all my dreams since I was a little girl have come true."

"You have a boyfriend who loves you for your image and for all the publicity your relationship gives his company. You can't say you're fully happy either because you're not." Olive gets up to the vanity and grabs one of the makeup brushes, I sit back down on the vanity chair and she starts to apply my makeup.

"You don't know anything about my relationship, you think you do but you don't. "

“You can try lying to yourself, but not to me. I'm the one who listens to all your complaints, in case you forget. "

"Look, Jack wants to have a future and that's something I'm happy about, to know that someone wants me in his life. "

"And Harry? Do you know what Harry wants? Because he does too many things for you, like sending you a present like this, he does too much to be someone he doesn't care about being in his life."

"But Harry...Harry has to succeed, that's what he's always wanted. "

"But he loves you too. "

"I doubt that, let alone if he found out the truth, he'd never risk losing everything he's worked for all these years. "

"You'll never know without talking to him, avoiding him isn't the best solution, it's hurting him more and it's hurting you too."

"It's not my fault he's obsessed with me."

"He's in love with you and you're in love with him! Do you really know what you really want in your life? Do you want this?"

"I just want to be happy...and be successful, to reach the whole world with my music and the things I do."

"Well, thanks to Jack you stopped making your music, because he told you that maybe you should take advantage of the band's hiatus and take your time without composing or performing. You like the fashion world but everyone knows that your life is music. "

I remain silent as she searches through her bags for what she needs. I know she's right, but it's not as easy as just throwing it all away and running off to tell everything to Harry so we can have a happily ever after.

"Do you want me to tell you what I see from my outside point of view of all this?," she asks as she puts a bit of makeup on my eyelids and I just nod, "I think Jack might want to marry you but you want to be with Harry and Harry wants to be with you...and I think you should say 'fuck Jack and all the contracts' and give Harry the chance he deserves. You can make it to the top together, you and Harry.

"It's not that easy, Liv, I'm not even sure I want to risk it all to prove it. I can't just throw it all away without Harry telling me if he wants to risk it or not, I can't just fuck up his career because I want to."

"Well you should ask him, shouldn't you? That's why you need to talk about all this. Although if he told you all that the last time you met and he's given you something again on Valentine's Day...I think he's willing to risk it all for you, Hails," Liv continues to finish my make-up but I decide not to answer again.

I know Olive is right, Harry has never refused anything to be together and he has proved it to me several times. But I don't know if I want to risk everything we have both fought and worked for.

Olive finishes my make-up shortly after and I get dressed right away. We both avoid going back to the same subject and she stays until she's sure I'm perfect for my date, she may not like my boyfriend but she wants to make sure "her best friend is a hottie" on Valentine's Day.

It's been almost a quarter of an hour since Olive left and it's more than half an hour before Jack comes to pick me up, my mobile rings above my bed. So I finish putting Harry's flowers in the vase on my dresser and turn to get my phone. Figuring it's Liv saying she's forgotten something, I pick it up without looking at the name as I sit on my bed.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Haileybear."

"Lou! I thought you were Liv" I laugh, Louis likes to give me absurd nicknames from time to time.

"You make my heart ache by insinuating that I look like your crazy friend," Louis jokes, Liv has always gotten along great with all the boys but with him she has a very very weird brotherly love-hate relationship." And you haven't even congratulated me on Valentine's Day, I thought you really loved your soul mate enough to be able to congratulate him on Valentine's Day.

Happy Valentine's Day, soul mate," I reply getting a laugh from Louis on the other end of the phone, "Are you in London or Doncaster? I need to see you. "

"Neither, I'm in LA recording a couple of things and I was on Late Late with Steve yesterday. But I'm sorry, I don't think I'll be back in England for more than a few hours for almost three weeks. "

"Why?! I need to see you Louis, I'm only going to be in London until the end of the week and then I'll be back and forth again until the end of the month or early March..."

"Harry is in Jamaica with his crew recording his album and has offered me to go with him to relax and enjoy the Caribbean."

I knew Louis and Harry were as good friends as Lou and I were, but that didn't mean I wasn't jealous to hear that Harry had convinced Louis to go to Jamaica.

I didn't convince him to come on any part of my trip to Europe but Harry offers him to go to Jamaica and he goes straight for it.

"That's great...I'm glad."

"My flight is on the 25th and I fly back on the 4th of March to London and I'll be staying for a long time, maybe we could plan something just for when I come back or you come back, after Jamaica I'll be back in England until the end of April unless there's a change of plans" proposed Louis, knowing that I didn't like not being able to see him.

"Sure, we can try.

"Great!" exclaims Louis. We'll have to talk about it later, and by the way, I haven't asked you, how was your Valentine's Day? Jack?"

"He should be here soon, we're going to dinner at the Ritz restaurant."

"The idea doesn't seem to excite you..."

"It's just, I'd rather it wasn't so formal, I'd rather have a pizza and movie night at home and spend the whole night talking about anything...I'd prefer it simpler."

"And then you say you don't like clichés..."

"It's not that I don't want a cliché, what I mean is that I'd prefer something more personal, just the two of us, but..."

"With Jack nothing is like that," Louis finished with a sigh, "Hails, you know you can tell me everything, what's up?"

I took a deep breath and got ready to blurt it all out.

"Harry sent me his usual Valentine's Day presents again and... I couldn't help comparing him to Jack. My boyfriend may have given me an expensive, stupid black dress from Channel, a dress he probably had one of his assistants buy for me without even seeing it. And Harry has given me my favourite flowers with a card and a box with things that I don't want to look at because I'm sure I'll end up crying, because I'm sure that everything he sent me is something that he has prepared and that he knows I'll like," I say without taking a breath until I finish, I know that with Louis I can be completely honest about all my problems without him judging me like Olive usually does, he understands what it's like to have contracts that limit your life and he knows that we have a limit.

"Harry is one of the cheesiest, most romantic and thoughtful people I've ever met, don't ever compare his gifts to anyone else because he'll always win."

"I didn't expect him to send anything this year, last year he didn't send anything."

"Well...last year he did want to get you something but...he didn't know your new address," Louis hesitates and I can imagine why.

"And how did he know it this year, Louis?"

-Okay, I can't fool you, it was me. But I told him on X Factor because you left him devastated and he looked like an abandoned puppy, I couldn't say no when we started talking. " explains Louis. "He's my friend too. "

"I know, Lou, it's okay."

Louis doesn't answer, I know he's waiting for me to continue talking.

"Just...do you think...should I tell Harry everything or should I just leave everything as it is?"

"I know you're in a very difficult situation and I wouldn't know quite what to do either but...I think you should have talked it over with Harry from the beginning. You may have had problems but at least you could support each other at this time and you wouldn't be suffering separately. Maybe you could have hidden your relationship or something. He cares about you a lot more than you think he does. "

" And what about Jack?"

"I'm not too worried about that asshole either, honey," Louis replies clearly making me laugh." I know he's your boyfriend and all, but you deserve someone much better who appreciates and values you like you deserve."

" Lou, you're going to make me cry and Liv will kill me for ruining her makeup."

"Harry has always shown you that he loves you, he values you as it should be. Not like the attempted boyfriend who only uses you for marketing. "

"So should I tell him? Should I tell him that I've been lying to him all these years? "

"I'm not saying hang up and call him right now but you could try talking to him about it when it's time and you feel really ready. "

"I don't want to fuck up anymore, Lou," I sigh, I'm tired of all this trouble. "What if Harry gets mad at me like forever?"

"Harry has never really been mad at you and I can assure you that everything will be fine, you'll see."

Just as I'm about to answer Louis the doorbell rings and I look at the clock on my bedside table. For once Jack seems to be on time for one of our appointments.

"Lou, I've got to go, Jack just got here.

"You know, if you need anything call me, no matter the time difference."

"I love you Lou, I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I love you too Hails, take care of yourself." he replies before hanging up.

I get out of bed and take one last look at myself in the mirror in my room to make sure everything is okay, I love the make up Liv has done and the braids she has pulled up from the front of my hair are beautiful.

Before I leave my room I pick up the jacket and bag I'm going to take with me and head downstairs. I open the door to find my boyfriend looking up from his mobile to look at me with a smile.

"Happy Valentine's Day," he says before coming up to me and giving me a quick kiss on the lips.

"Happy Valentine's Day to you too."

"Are you ready?"

"Sure" I smile as I walk through the door and close it, Jack smiles at me and offers me his hand to walk to the car, where a driver is waiting for us.

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prophetparadox · 5 months

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DMC OC Week 2023 Day 7: Boss Fight (Free Day)

I have no image for this day either, my apologies.

Welp, we're here at the end of @dmc-oc-week-specialedition, and I figured for this last prompt I'd do something a little interesting~ So here we have a hypothetical boss fight for the bastard! You see, since he is an antagonist, there's no doubt that if he were in a DMC game he'd be fought at some point, right? So I whipped this up. You can also consider this an extension of Day 5's prompt since it goes into his weapons and abilities somewhat, but it's more about the potential boss fight than anything.

Once again, I have enjoyed doing this week, and I might already have plans for next year's prompt as well! I certainly know which character I'll be using for it, hehehe. I hope you've enjoyed learning about this terrible bastard man!

Avalon would likely be a boss that’d be fought multiple times throughout the game, like Griffon in 1, Vergil in 3, and Agnus in 4. Since I haven’t worked out how the story itself goes, this will be detailing what the first out of these boss fights would be.

Avalon would probably function similarly to Arius in 2, with both of them being humans who don’t have demonic powers but can use magic instead. Though unlike Arius, Avalon isn’t seeking demonic power in any regard. That doesn’t mean he’d be a pushover to his hybrid opponent though.

At close range, Avalon will primarily attack using Severance, his dagger. He’ll attack with a combo of slashes, attempting to lock the player in the combo to deal significant damage, at least one section of the health bar. Being hit by one of these attacks wouldn’t lock you into the combo if you manage to dodge out of it in time, but the longer you stay in the combo the harder it is to break free of it. He may also try to use punches and kicks as well, though they’d likely be less frequent.

At long range, he’ll use his pistol. Being hit with a shot will stun the player for a brief moment, which he’ll follow up with other attacks in order to keep you locked in a combo. These attacks would also be infrequent, serving only to keep you locked in a combo.

More frequent would be his magic attacks. He makes use of a variety of spells, using elemental abilities such as fire and lightning, along with shadow-like spikes that can pierce you from any distance. Along with his normal skills, he also has an invisible magic bar that functions like a Devil Trigger bar. If he hits the player enough times, and gets hit a decent amount, he can unleash a powerful attack that’ll deal massive damage and would be difficult to dodge if you don’t know what you’re doing. There is a cue to him using these attacks though, giving the player a few seconds to get out of the way.

He also uses magic defensively. After being hit by a full combo by the player, he may use his magic to teleport to another area of the arena. He may also use it to try stunning you in order to leave you open for an attack.

Some strategy would need to be applied when fighting Avalon, as he will take note of the moves the player uses. If playing a character with multiple weapons like Dante, switching between them would be crucial as he’d pick up on the moves you have and adapt to them. If playing a character with only one main weapon like Nero, relying on the same few moves and combos would have the same effect. If you spend too much time staying on the sidelines and relying on long range attacks, he’ll attempt to get up close to keep you on your toes. Essentially, if you try to do things that’ll keep your style rank up, you should be fine.

#Prophet posts #dmcocweek #DMC OC Week #Devil May Cry

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edithlovesyou · 1 year

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SLASHER HEADCANNONS!!!

alright, so first off, i have NEVER don't this before lol i am trying my best with wording and i try to keep everything gender neutral lol (I fixed this up, older writing update- almost a year later)

THOMAS HEWITT

he tries his best to be gentle

he canonically has the emotions of a child so he probably has a lot of moments

he has Messy handwriting, barely legible

he Tries to give you gifts after being accepted into the family

He loves flowersss, I would like to think sunflowers in specific but change it if you feel different lol

He has a favorite chainsaw, he would never tell though because his family is full of a bunch of jerks

he has extreme attachment issues, his family taught him that family is all that matters. if you're family, you cant leave

JASON VORHEES

A very kind soul, i feel he would love animals. humans are a different story.

he Also loves flowers, possibly allergic tho? idk I just vibes from him that say no pollen near him.

he Loves to draw in a kiddish style, I feel like sometimes being a kid makes him feel a bit better about what happened

he Really likes collecting souvenirs from victims, like what he did with his mother in a way, just a memory

You hear the occasional waterboarded gurgling sound, he can still push water through and around his lungs I can imagine, so the sounds are basically his version of clearing his throat lol

DANNY JOHNSON (jed olson, dbd ghostface)

That camera is his life

he's Not really perverted, but sometimes says things and realizes it sounds dirty

Nasty gloves, never cleaned. Ever.

Weird southern accent but not really a southern accent??? idk Every fanart image I've seen of him he looks like one of those people you never know what they are saying or what their accent is or if it's even real

A crooked smile, again with the fanart, he looks like the type to be a bit more southern

A shit ton of acne probably, sweaty mask things

RZ!MICHEAL MYERS

he probably has Stretch marks, that is a BIG man. no way this man doesn't have them

he Loves all his masks and if he ever broke one you can expect a memorial, they are like his version of people

he probably Cringes around clowns because of the old mask, bad memories

he Prefers loose clothes, this isn't really shown but he seems like the type

he is a Nature lover, not to animals tho. just the scenery

He understands emotions he just doesn't care, like a cat

BO SINCLAIR

toothpick in his mouth for no reason, and I'm sure Lester has asked why

he Can go from laughing to pure evil in seconds, we've seen it

he HATES animals with a passion

He feels very safe in his work overalls, just comforting to be in his element

Just saying, he is probably old fashioned. he could probably pick up on modern things if people tried to teach him, will he care? no

LESTER SINCLAIR

he has a Crooked smile but thinks it fits him, again with the southern things, only this time he is self aware and like how he looks

he Finds comfort in the smell of dead animals, let's be real. that man goes to that pit because he knows nobody will try to find him.

he makes Crude jokes but in a good way? (If that makes sense??)- like he fully understands what he's saying but he knows how to word it and make it not as bad. you can still tell what he's saying tho

Eyebags to hell and back, stays up around the pit

he Loves old country, especially on his truck radio

Probably likes the game sorry for the popping sound, I see him as the type to like random sounds

VINCENT SINCLAIR

sculpting helps him when he's anxious about anything

he Loves the wax house dog more than anyone, since his brother isn't really comforting for him, why not a dog?

he tried many masks before settling on one face shape, too picky

he loves sweaters

piano music is his life

he might Make the occasional sound that startles people, other than that, no words from this man

ALRIGHT, hello i am edith! This is my first time writing but i plan on improving and taking requests for readers, i plan on doing any gender, body type, features people want added, anything! That's all <3- - - updated ver lol- I'm dallas or dahlia depending on the day, and I fixed this up! if others have seen it before and wonder why it's different, that's why lol I don't really have time to do fresh writing right now, so I'm doing this

#slashers #house of wax #friday the 13th #micheal myers #jason vorhees #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #lester sinclair #thomas hewitt #danny johnson

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inhumaninterest · 1 year

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Status Update 4/10/2023

So it's been a long while since the last one so there's some kind of large updates. The first is that I'm rearranging the priority on my side projects because there's two things I really want to get ready to go in time for EverFree NorthWest.

The first is the Pony Tabletop RPG "Ponies! Ponies! Ponies!" like the Bunworld rpg it's a playing card based rpg rather than a dice game. It's going to get a hardprint as a kind of zine. Currently I'm 14 pages in, including placeholders for images and logos, and have finished the intro, character creation, and the first of the gameplay section. The goal is to have this ready to do a beta print in time for the con so I can show it in the Tabletop gaming room.

The second is that I wanted to try doing some badge commissions. Both shipped and available for pick up at the con (at a discount). The first is based on the classic "Only idiots sit in this box" (but with custom text), the second with YCH as the Evergiven blocking the canel, and the third is the Alphabet Busts I used for the posters in the muppet comic. I plan to open these commissions once I have both the blanks for all of them (including the poster one) and once I decide on a price and have at least one completed sample for each.

On a less pleasant note this does mean the other side projects are shelved for the moment. Though with one exception they're not canceled by any means.

Now that one exception is the old Patreon comic Cutest Hell. The comic never really got a good reception and as the plot was so reliant on a specific art style (which I also don't think I quite managed) I have to admit that I don't quite have the heart to continue that one.

To end on a more pleasant note it's being replaced with a new comic. The new one is another scifi series called Star Jumpers. Eventually it's going to replace SIS (once that series runs its full length) in a few years. Until then it'll upload to Patreon with a 10 page delay before being released publicly. Unlike SIS the new series is much more humor oriented and much more episodic. It follows the adventures of a trio of freelancers traveling the stars and the various shenanigans that occur.

The first page is already up on my patreon, though it's not yet made public.

https://www.patreon.com/inhumaninterest

I hope none of these changes are too obnoxious and I hope you can keep enjoying my work.

#status update

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lumilasi · 4 months

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Time for a yearly art summary

I'm still likely going to draw a couple of things, but figured I'd do this before the year ends so I won't forget lol

I was surprised to find there were still couple of pieces of fanart I'd made this year, I thought I'd completely moved away from it by now? Guess not lol

This year was also kind of....character ref update heavy, which made finding stuff for this difficult as a lot what I saw that wasn't a ref was reblogged art from previous year :T I'm really gonna try and NOT make so many refs next year, it was kinda ridiculous lol

About each piece chosen below:

January: One of the few fanart pieces I had made this year. Tomura for the year of the bunny.

February: Apparently the only new piece I'd made that month? A traditional shigadabi doodle

March: My birthday month, also the birth of one of my main character's new, modern look and story. Jurou got his tattoos and longer hair here.

April: Speaking of design updates, Ichirou's new modern look was born here as well, or at least this particular ref image was lol

May: Mermay piece with my sea serpent boy Caelan. Probably one of my favorite pieces of all time I've made so far!

June: Pride month thing I did with Henrik and Clover, which also actually utilized an old sketch of an older piece with these two that I still loved.

July: Surprise return of Tomura. Another old art remake if I recall right?

August: Just a simple piece of Avane and Roman. These two started out as my less-liked characters I had, but after the story update and design updates for both, they've become among my favorite couples/characters.

September: I was already heading for the spooky times even before the spooky month I see. Angus with a hypotethical look relevant to his story. This piece was unique where I just used the sketch and did not do lineart, essentially it is kind of a messy style digital painting. LOVE this one even now, another one of my personal favorites.

October: The first prompt for my (somewhat failed) Spooktober art challenge. While I didn't make as much art I'd hoped, I very much love this piece with Avane, also a favorite, probably second after the previous Angus one.

November: Yet another piece utilizing an older work that I just reworked using the characters' new designs. (I loved the old one still, I'd just recently redesigned both characters somewhat so I felt the need to rework it)

December: I wanted to use one of the prompt pieces from the art challenge I am doing, but...they were simply difficult to fit into this vertical-style summary, so I ended up picking Jurou's more demonic form I finally upgraded this month after, well, months. I feel its kind of fitting for me to end the year in a spooky note lol

#art summary #art year 2023 #2023 #my art #my oc #tomura shiragaki #fanart

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theblurbwitchproject · 5 months

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Circe by Madeline Miller

Published: April 10, 2018 Publisher: Little, Brown and Company

The Author

Madeline Miller was born in Boston and grew up in New York City and Philadelphia. She attended Brown University, where she earned her BA and MA in Classics. She has been teaching and tutoring Latin, Greek and Shakespeare to high school students for over fifteen years. The Song of Achilles was her first novel and was a New York Times bestseller. Her second novel, Circe, was an instant #1 New York Times bestseller and won multiple awards.

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The Story

In the house of Helios, god of the sun and mightiest of the Titans, a daughter is born. Circe is a strange child - not powerful and terrible, like her father, nor gorgeous and mercenary like her mother. Scorned and rejected, Circe grows up in the shadows, at home in neither the world of gods or mortals. But Circe has a dark power of her own: witchcraft. When her gift threatens the gods, she is banished to the island of Aiaia where she hones her occult craft, casting spells, gathering strange herbs and taming wild beasts. Yet a woman who stands alone will never be left in peace for long - and among her island's guests is an unexpected visitor: the mortal Odysseus, for whom Circe will risk everything.

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The Vibe: feminine empowerment, self-discovery, natural magic, epic story on personal level

The Style: retelling, greek mythology, character driven, standalone, single pov, immortal protagonist

Trigger Warnings: rape, torture, incest, arranged marriage, body horror, childbirth, graphic caesarean, violence, multiple character deaths, animal death, shipwreck

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The Review

One resolution I made for 2023 was to try out the mythical retelling genre that has exploded in popularity in recent years. Until now I hadn’t dipped my toe into the waters of ancient myths told in a modern format, and it has been a fun experience. I started my journey with Stone Blind by Natalie Haynes, which is a retelling of Medusa’s story. Then I picked up Ariadne by Jennifer Saint which explores the life of the titular Ariadne, her relationship with Theseus and the tale of the Minotaur. I purposely left Circe for last, as it is the highest rated of the three novels, and it’s about a witch. Yes please.

Circe takes the reader on an extraordinary journey through the mythical world of ancient Greece, all through the eyes of one of the most compelling and formidable characters in Greek mythology; Circe the witch of Aiaia. Madeline Miller's ability to breathe life into ancient stories is really very impressive. Circe felt so real, I truly enjoyed the time I spent with her on her journey of self discovery.

"No wonder I have been so slow, I thought. All this while I have been a weaver without wool, a ship without the sea. Yet now look where I sail."

Being honest, Circe doesn't really need my endorsement; it's already an award winning novel with 90k+ reviews on Goodreads, but I'll add my two cents anyway as it is a tale about a classic witch. Being super honest, before reading Stone Blind, Ariadne and Circe I had a shockingly basic knowledge of Greek mythology (although I've been to Ithaca and was already familiar with Odysseus, and who doesn't know Medusa's story?) I had a great time experiencing all these tales in retelling form, but Miller's prose and pacing was by far my favourite. I feel like I came away from the story with a perfectly developed image of Circe's character, and a strong idea of why she is perceived the way she is by different types of people.

One of the my favourite aspects of Circe is how the story celebrates the strength of femininity. Circe's journey is one of self-discovery and empowerment, breaking free from the confines of the traditional roles assigned to women in ancient times. From the meek young Naead she was at the beginning, Circe evolves into a strong and resilient woman, shaping her destiny with courage and determination (and some super badass magical skills). She steps into her own power in such an organic way; her slow growth from downtrodden girl to powerful sorceress makes it all the more rewarding when she finally begins to shape her magical abilities and claim her space in the world. I particularly liked the representation of her magic in the story; it's innate but also requires a lot of work, trial and error. It's exactly the sort of natural magic I enjoy reading about. Plus, she has a lioness familiar which is just insanely badass.

“Let me say what sorcery is not: it is not divine power, which comes with a thought and a blink. It must be made and worked, planned and searched out, dug up, dried, chopped and ground, cooked, spoken over, and sung. Even after all that, it can fail, as gods do not.”

The various relationships between Circe and other iconic figures from mythology, such as Hermes, Odysseus, and Athena are all rich and dynamic, driving the narrative with drama and intrigue. Athena's lurking presence in the second half of the story was a definite highlight; she's just so scary. Some of the relationships Circe formed, especially her bond with Daedalus, were heartbreaking and lovely all at once thanks to the humans' mortality paired with Circe's immortality. (I was so concerned that the loom Daedalus gifted to her would be damaged at some point, it was honestly a little silly!) Miller has great skill in drawing characters as rounded beings rather than one dimensional caricatures which I have seen in other retellings. The number of famous characters presented does not feel forced; each slots perfectly into the narrative at the right moment and creates a rich tapestry of Circe's life in exile.

While Circe becomes a powerful witch, using the craft of Pharmakeia to turn aggressive men to swine and to protect her child from the malice of Athena, she is still unable to prevent the loss of those mortals she loves to the infinite time she inhabits as an immortal. On the winding path to the novels' end we witness as Circe grows from a nymph who longs for acceptance into a powerful goddess who is hardened to the deceptions and politics of ancient life. We understand her. We feel bittersweet vindication at her actions as she finally lives life in a way that makes sense to her. She is flawed, she is strong and we completely understand how she came to be this way.

"It is a common saying that women are delicate creatures, flowers, eggs, anything that may be crushed in a moment's carelessness. If I had ever believed it, I no longer did."

Ultimately, Circe is a testament to the enduring power of myth and the timeless nature of human emotion. It's a story about love, loss, resilience, and the beauty of embracing one's true identity. It was an endeavour to read; a story that covers generations as if they were weeks, portraying immortals and mortals with skill and precision. If you want to dip your toe into mythical retellings, this is certainly one to try. It's worth it, believe me.

Rating: 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌗

[Goodreads]

#book review #bookblr #reading #books #witch fiction #fiction #witches #witchy #witchblr #Circe #Madeline Miller #witchy books #witchcore #witchy vibes #witch #witch books

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seokjinsonlyone · 2 years

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[open discussion]

it is i the queen of fostering delusions back again to make y’all get a lil crazy 🤪🤙

so imagine like bts aren’t idols right and one of them accidentally got you pregnant…. who would it be? like who would you want to be your baby daddy? what do you think coparenting would be like? would you end up with them or is it like take your 18 years and dip?

and to make things even more interesting who WOULDNT you want to be your baby daddy and why 👀

as always i’ll put on my clown suit first 🤡🎪

so obviously my first pick is my bias my sweetheart my cutie pie seokjin like i don’t think we would end up together 😓 but as far as coparenting goes i think that would be as close to ideal as it would get. like i think he’d be very involved in the entire process from the beginning like doctors appointments checking in on me making sure i had everything i wanted/needed i just think he’d be super supportive; we might even live together for a bit after the baby born for the sake of stability and the fact that he wants to be around for everything and i’m not letting my newborn out of my sight 😃 ; i think we’d have good communication and parenting styles and it’d just be really easy and natural with him; and later on down the line if he or we had our own separate families i think we’d be very amicable and our child would rarely feel torn or like they didn’t belong <333

second pick is park jimin like i think he’d wanna be just as involved in the beginning but very clueless a little frantic and it would take some time for him to really get himself together but when the baby got here he’d be a natural like fatherhood would suit him so well like i’m getting a very distinct image of him carrying the child in nothing but his briefs that doesn’t have anything to do with anything but i thought i’d plant the image anyway; we wouldn’t live together or anything but he’d be over all the time probably crash on the couch every now and again while the baby is a baby; when the kid is a little older i have this image of him dropping them off and being all like “make sure you be good and listen to your mother, okay? i love you” and then when he done saying goodbye to the kid he gives me a kiss on the cheek too and that happens every time he’s either dropping off or picking them up ☺️; like i just think there would be so much mutual love and respect for each other that it would never work out with anyone else like if we tried dating other people we would always end up strongly disliking the other’s partner and that would always be a source of tension but at the same time when it came to our partners they would never be able to say anything about about us like i can just imagine jimin with a gf or whatever and she coming slick out her mouth about me tryna be on his side after we had it out and he would be like “🤨 watch your mouth that’s the mother of my child” ☺️☺️☺️; all this to say that we’d probably end up together like it would take a good few years like the child would be conscious of the circumstances but we would make it work and end up getting married and then probably having like 1 or 2 more kids tbh

NOW ON THE FLIP SIDE so sorry to this man but i would not want tae to be my baby daddy like REMEMBER we talking about a non idol tae and i just feel it in my soul that non idol tae would be what i like to call (and i’m black so i can say this don’t try to come for me 🤚) a nigga with a dream and one thing bout a nigga with a dream is they gon chase it no matter what now there’s nothing wrong with having a dream or a goal you want to reach but this specific subset of people with dreams are unrealistic about their current situation and the goal they want to achieve and how they plan to get there like i can see him quitting jobs bc he decide he don’t like it no more and jumping from place to place it’s supposed to be his weekend with the baby and i got things to do and he never show up bc he slept all day bc he stayed up all night drafting up some sort of business proposal that’s never gonna see the light of day i’m banging his line and he not picking up then his mom show up to come get the child later that night apologizing like it would stress me out; i think he’d be great with the child tho like the baby would think he hung the moon would absolutely love they daddy but that man would pluck every nerve i got and it’s a shame bc he is so fine smh

honorable mention also to yoongi like i’m so on the fence about this man bc we are the same person but with different belief systems and that makes for a very toxic situation tbh 💀 like we would do petty stuff to piss each other off like he’d drop the baby off with a daddy’s little boy/girl onesie on just to irk me and bc we would probably have different parenting styles we would end up undermining each other even if it won’t always on purpose which would lead to hushed arguments whenever we had to interact; i think we’d be able to come together for the big stuff but on the daily i can feel my blood pressure rising already; still we’d always make sure our child respected each other as parents and we’d both be respectively good at our roles; now this is obviously not the most ideal situation but the tension between us would be giving enemies to lovers and like i’ve been romanticising toxicity lately and so it’s kinda 🥵

now i’ve rambled for way too long i pass the torch to you 🫡

#bts

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lostghostthing · 1 year

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You, The Lost Boys & Laddie (part 1)

Info: You are Michael's little sister, one year younger than him and besties The Lost Boys, Star and of course Laddie♥️

Pretty long chapter for me

I'm also sorry that there are so many parts to my different images

Also if haven't watched The Lost Boys, go watch it!

meaning: Y/F/HS- your favorite hair style Y/F/C- Your favorite color S/F/C- Second favorite color Y/N/N- Your nickname Y/F/IC- Your favorite ice cream

You meet the lost boys because Michael was trying to impress a girl named Star that was 'friends' with the lost boys. Her little brother, Laddie was a cute little boy that seemed scared of David 'the leader' of the lost boys. When you saw Laddie, he was on bike. You thought he was being kidnapped, *Skip a bit to the cave* I sat next to Michael as I saw Laddie sit on Star's bed looking at me. As David and the other boys were messing with Michael, I got up and sat next to Laddie. "Hi" i said smiling at him, he smiled back and hugged me, "he likes you" I turned to see Star smiling at me and Laddie, "you think so?" I asked. "Im sure" she looked behind her to see David giving Michael a bottle, she ran as I looked back at Laddie. "You ok?" He looked at me and smiled fellowed by a nod. He's so cute and a bit dirty, but still he's cute. I looked up to see Michael drink so of the wine? I think that was what it was?A sec later they were all dancing around and yelling and chanting Michael's name. Star looked sad and scared but I just looked back to Laddie, who was still hugging me.

*Skip Bitch*

It was two days later after me and Michael meet The Lost Boys, Star and Laddie. I be came besties with Marko, Paul and Laddie. Me Star talk, but we aren't besties. While me and Laddie are panthers in crime, we prank Marko an Paul together. To night I'm going to pick up Laddie and hang out with him, while the boys and Star do whatever. It was 9:19 pm when I got up to pick Laddie. I grabbed my favorite pair of black jeans and my black an red jacket.then I got my fingerless gloves and brushed my Y/H/C hair in to Y/F/HS. I walked to the kitchen to see my grandpa and Sam. "Bye grandpa, bye Sammy. I'm going out" I turned to walk out but Sam ran in front of me. "Can I come Y/N?" He gave me puppy eyes, how could I say 'no'? "Come Sammy, get whatever you need I'll wait outside. You have 7 minutes, go!" Sammy ran upstairs as I walked outside to my bike with beautiful S/F/C flames. got on my Y/F/C bike. I looked at my pocket watch that my dad gave me. Me and my dad didn't have the best relationship but we got a long. Then I saw Sammy running out the door. "Wait Y/N/N!" He ran so fast that he fell, "you good Sam?" He got up quickly and walked to me. "Yea, I'm good and ready to go" "ok, let's go Sammy-o" I got on first then Sam, but before we left "bye !" Me and Sammy yelled at the same.

*Skip Time*🌹

I saw Michael's bike, so I parked next to it. "Ok, Sammy we are here." "Thanks Y/N/N, I'll be in the comic store!" He quickly got off my bike and ran to the comic store. Then I heard them. I got off and turn to see my besties, "Hey Y/N" "Hey Davie" I smirked knowing he hated that name, "get that smirk off your face Y/N!" David smirked back at me like he was going to do something. "Now, were is my bestie!" "Right here!" Marko said he's arms open, "not you Marko" he started to pout as Laddie jump off Dwayne and ran to me. I crouched down to he's level and gave him the biggest hug I could with out hurting him. I stood up and opened my arms for Marko, "come here, Markie" he got off his bike and ran to me so fast I all most fell. "Sorry Y/N/N" "What about me!" Paul yelled. "Come here" he ran just like Marko, all most making me fell AGAIN! The two stopped hugging me and went to David to talk, even though they can talk with their minds. Star got off David's bike an walked to me and Laddie, who was still hugging my leg. "You take care of Laddie for me, ok?" "Of course" she gave Laddie a hug then gave me a hug and whisped "can I talk to you?" "Sure, what about" I asked "about... Your brother?" "What did he do?" Did he hit her, yell at her! What the FUCK did he do! "Well I like your brother... A lot" "He likes you too, Star" her face went red. "I really loves you, Star. He talks about you SO MUCH." "Thanks for talking me" she was about to leave when I saw Michael. " Look, go talk to Michael, he's right there" her face some how got a even brighter red then before. "Come on girl! You can do it" "thanks Y/N" she turned and walked to Michael and started to talk to him. I looked down at Laddie STILL hugging my leg! "Hey bub, you want ice cream" he looked up at me and nodded his head so fast I started to get dizzy. "Ok, let's go" he ran in front of me as I walked behind him. *Skip a bit* we finally got to the front of the line, "what you like?" "Y/F/IC in a cone and..." You looked at Laddie as he pointed to chocolate, "and a one chocolate in a cup please?" "That will be 2.50" the ice cream man said. "Ok" grabbed my little Y/F/C backpack and grabbed 3 dollars out of the front pocket. "Here you go" I handed the man the money. "You can keep the change" he nodded and scooped up our ice cream. After we got our ice cream I grabbed a little spoon for Laddie and we walked down to the beach to eat our ice cream. Laddie was on my back as I held mine and he's ice cream, as I walked to the beach I saw the boys going under the boardwalk so I fellowed. "Hey girly" Paul jumped out and scared me, "dick head! I all most dropped Laddie!" I slapped him "ow! That hurt Y/N!" "Well you scared her Paul" Marko came and hugged me smirking at Paul, him still hugging me I got Laddie off my back. " Go and eat your ice cream, Laddie" I said to Laddie as I gave him he's ice cream. He sat 5 feet away from me looking at the sea.

"Hey girly" Paul jumped out and scared me, "dick head! I all most dropped Laddie!" I slapped him "ow! That hurt Y/N!" "Well you scared her Paul" Marko came and hugged me smirking at Paul, him still hugging me I got Laddie off my back. " Go and eat your ice cream, Laddie" I said to Laddie as I gave him he's ice cream. He sat 5 feet away from me looking at the sea. Marko stopped hugging me and stood beside me.

"He's such a sweet boy" I smiled "and you're such a girl" Marko hugged me again. A quick hug this time, luckily. "Im gonna say hi to David and watch the ocean" I smiled as I made my way to David. "Hey Davie wavie" I walked over to David with a smirk on my face. "Stop calling me stupid names" he looked at you with a little smile across it. I gave him a very big hug, which he returned.

"Why are you so tall?" I asked looking up at David, "maybe your just short" Paul laughed. I glanced at him, "oh no, im scared of the little bug" I smirked. If David wasn't there, I would beat his ass! David let go of me after I calmed down, I will get you back I said to myself. I walked next to Laddie, who had just thrown away his finished ice cream. "Hey Lad" I smiled as I kneeled down to his level. He smiled and hugged me tightly. I hugged him back, with love an care. He waa such a small boy and a cute one too.

I stood back up and looked down a Laddie. He looked up at me and then turned away. He pointed to the water, than looked back at me. "You want to go in the water?" I asked, he nodded his head quickly. "Ok let's go" I smiled. As I was walking with Laddie to the water, Paul picked me up. "Paul! Put! Me down!" "No!" He smirked, "put me the fuck down!" He ran to the water and threw me. "Paul! Im soaked!" Him and Marko laughed at me as I sat up. I stood up and ran after them, "you fucking vampires! Got you asses back here and, here now!" They started to ran when they saw me, poor Laddie just standing there waiting for me.

I was able to get Paul by jumping on his back. "Ha! I got you, you vamp boy" I smiled proudly. "Ok, ok. You got me" he smiled and he let me down. Marko walked over and hugged me, "im sorry" "It's fine. Just don't do it again.

" Shit its late, or early? " I looked at my watch, it said 4:37" "its time to said bye?" Marko asked with a frown. "Sorry" "No!" Marko hugged me very tightly. "Marko, let her go! You're going to kill her" David yelled. And he was right. I had to save some of my breath, so I could live."Ok" Marko rolled his eyes and put me down calmly and carefully. "See you tomorrow?" Marko asked with hope in his eyes. "I have to work" he frowned again, fake crying too. "I work at the comic book store, dumbass" I laughed as I walked to Laddie. I kneeled down, so I could give him a gaint hug. "I'll miss you Lad, I'll see you tomorrow, if the boys and you could to my work" I smiled. He returned a even bigger smile and nodded his little head. I stood back up and waved bye to The lost boys and my lad, Laddie. 'I love them some much' I thought to myself with a smile.

I drove to the comic book store and picked up Sammy, before heading home.

S k I p t I m e. To you at home

"Be quiet, ok? They could be sleeping" I told Sam. He nodded his head before I opened the door. It was dark, except for a lamp. Me and Sam walked up stairs to our rooms, saying good night before entering. "Night book worm" I smiled "night babysitter" he smiled back. I opened my door, quickly walking inside before closing it. I walked to my dresser and charged I to a red and green sweater and some black shorts. My legs were hot, but my chest was cold. (Does that happen to any of you?)

I crawled into my black and white sheets, laying myself down right in the middle. I sighed and grabbed my marching blanket, covering my weird ass body that can't chose between cold and hot. I laid their, comfy and safe. I thought of The Lost Boys, they were my besties, Especially Laddie. The little dirty haired boy, was your favorite boy. I continued to think about them as I drifted to sleep.

2000+ words

#the lost boys #human reader #reader x the lost boys

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