#Lemme guide you

[lesbianralzarek]

tumblr in reddit terms

blogs: personal subreddits where the theme/topic is 99% of the time just “me and whatever the hell i feel like at the moment”. for reference, the most common other theme rn is “wizard roleplay that never breaks character”

reblogs: crossposts. these are crucial to maintaining tumblr’s ecosystem. due to blogs generally having fewer followers than subreddits have subscribers, this is the way that posts get seen and passed around. the vast majority of posts on a person’s blog tend to be reblogs, so if the people you follow dont reblog a whole lot, your dashboard is gonna be a ghost town. post limit (combined total of reblogs and original posts per day) is 250, so feel free to go hog wild

tags: this one is complicated. theyre a combination of flairs and Comments But Low-key. you can use them for organization and to avoid seeing content you dont want to (go to your blog, settings, account settings, content you see, and then add tags you want tumblr to warn you about before seeing it). if op tags the post #reddit (in the tags, not the body of the post), itll show up in the #reddit tag when anyone searches that tag. tags are also used for comments that dont really add anything to the post. you know how a jpeg gets kinda gross when its been through a million screenshots and has ifunny watermarks and shit? thats what adding “lmao same” as a comment does to a post. comments stay on reblogs, while tags show up in 4 places: op’s notifications, the notifs of whoever you reblogged it from, when someone clicks on the “notes” button of a post and actively looks for the tags left on it, and when people view your specific reblog of the post (like a follower would on their dashboard)

likes: upvotes but weaker. almost everyone turns off all the algorithms (settings, account settings, dashboard preferences, toggle off the first 3 options. also, make sure your dashboard is on "following" and not "for you". this is highly recommended), so leaving a like doesnt boost the post in any way. they still matter to some people. you can also use them to bookmark a post and go back to your likes later

enthusiastic and/or hyperbolic tags: reddit gold. you wanna let op know you like their art? leave something like ”#printing this out and stapling it to my forehead #op you wanna get married?” in the tags

pornbots: both reddit and tumblr have an issue with them. we block and report them on sight. they usually have hot women as their icons, no posts or reblogs, and a description like “22, brazil, nurse <3″. try to not look like that if you dont wanna get blocked by everyone you follow

blocking: you have this as well, but it seems like a bigger deal on reddit. the reason we are not twitter is because we block bitches who annoy us and move on with our day. do not feed the trolls

things we dont have:

karma: clout-chasing is The Most embarrassing thing you can possibly do on this site. we are all in this circus together and the clown who gets the most laughs is still a clown. popular users will literally deactivate sometimes because clout is a burden. no one here makes money

#reddit #reddit migration #tumblr guide #lemme know if you have any questions btw. happy to help

[00fairylights00]

I Guess You Just Don’t Love Me Anymore

GIF from @glowing-starlight on Tumblr

I was so taken by @ash-arts-but-sinful's post which mentions P being jealous of the cat and @oldworldghost’s post which contains the idea of him becoming more mischievous and sassy as he becomes human that I just had to write a little something, I hope it’s alright that I drew on your thoughts for some inspiration!

As a disclaimer, I haven’t finished my first play-through yet so this is more of a character study based off of what I’ve experienced in-game and what I’ve been seeing on Tumblr instead of delving heavily into the world-building and established story that exists within the game. So hopefully no spoilers and it’s very likely that this won’t at all line up with the in-game timeline.

Big thanks to @cupidsredcollar beloved for proofreading <3 

For as long you had known Pinocchio you had never known him to be a jealous individual, in fact, when you’d first met that bleak, overcast morning in Hotel Krat you had been almost unsettled by his uncanny nature. 

His features were perfectly human, aside from the metal prosthetic he’d been fitted with. He had freckles and soft hair, a face that looked fashioned from a real person instead of the smiling caricatures Krat’s puppets were usually fitted with. 

But despite his boyish features, his face barely moved, he nodded along to Sophia as she gave him the task of locating his father, Mr. Geppetto, and tilted his head in question as Lady Antonia explained the concept of lying but his brows didn’t so much as pinch, his lips didn’t quirk and his eyes looked straight through you as you had wished him safety on his travels.

So watching in real time as he came into his own was something you cherished greatly, you continued to watch him grow and change, become something new. Pinocchio chose to spend a lot of his down time with you, he said he found you interesting, that you had a way of explaining humanity that made sense to him and over the last couple of weeks something had started to shift in him.

No, Pinocchio had never been a jealous individual, for as long as you’d known him.

Until today.

Your morning had started normally, woken up by the cool feeling of P’s lips against your forehead, human hand smoothing back your hair. He mumbled something about needing to go out, you tried to convince him to come back to bed, he tried to convince you to get up (he always wins).

P drags you down to the kitchen, you eat and he watches, something that was initially a little awkward but you’ve come to really look forward to, then you farewell each other at the rear entrance of the hotel. 

He holds you close to his chest, resting his lips to your hairline and making you promise to look after yourself and your companions while he’s away, you make him promise to be careful though you know he’s not always able to, often catching glimpses of Sophia muttering blessings and incantations under her breath in the foyer.

“It’s just Ergo hunting today, I’ll be more than careful.” He whispers, human arm winding around your shoulder. You breathe him in, hands to his chest feeling the odd sensation of his heart, not quite a tick but not quite a beat. 

You lean up to kiss against the slant of his jaw, his mechanical pulse jumping in response. He looks down at you, you catch the fondness in his blue eyes without mistake, he captures your lips in his, holding on for a second longer than he knows is necessary (it’s not like you mind though).

Lounging against the doorway, watching him walk towards the entrance of Elysion Boulevard, he turns and gives a last longing look over his shoulder before stepping through the wrought iron gates and disappearing from view.

You sigh, making your way back inside to start on your usual round of chores, helping where you could to take the load off of Polendina who needed more time to focus on Lady Antonia and her illness. You had just returned to the puppet butler for more tasks when you noticed movement on the top of the shelf behind the front desk. 

Sitting tall and proud was Hotel Krat’s resident sweetheart, Spring, tail swishing steadily as she kept watch of the foyer from her perch. The white and orange cat jumped down to the desk as she noticed you, laying down across the dark wood and turning over in gesture for belly rubs; which you gave happily. 

“She’s been very noisy today,” Polendina explained, stroking the cat, “I wonder what she’s trying to tell us?”

“Probably trying to manipulate us into giving her more treats, isn’t that right?” You accused lightly, you were sure that if he could, Polendina would be smiling. 

“There is another load of laundry that needs folding, could I have a hand?” He asked politely.

“Of course Polendina.”

And it seemed you had found yourself a shadow, Spring making an unreasonable amount of noise as she followed you and Polendina around the hotel. She wound between your legs, chirruped in response to your voices and bumped her head against whatever part of your bodies were within her reach. 

It was no surprise that Spring was loved by the inhabitants of the hotel, and it was very apparent that she loved them back, well everyone except for P. Not for lack of trying of course, he followed your advice of trying to build trust between him and the animal but she wouldn’t so much as let P touch her, hissing her disapproval for all to hear.

You’d often watch as P would recoil from Spring, the feline swiping and spitting at the puppet. You couldn’t tell from his expressions if the cat’s dislike for him bummed him out but sometimes as he lay next to you in bed he would lament quietly that Spring hated him, which would award him a sound of humoured pity and a kiss for the cheek.

It wasn’t clear what it was about P that set Spring off so aggressively. In all the time you had spent at Hotel Krat she’d never behaved in such an unfriendly way, even complete strangers who would seek refuge for short periods of time were welcome to interact with Spring freely. 

She would bask in the attention. You hoped that she would eventually come around to the puppet, given it looked like he would be around for the long haul and you just knew the two would be the best of friends if she would stop being so nasty.

But P was patient, far more patient than you were and it showed as you folded and unfolded the same piece of linen for the third time without realising, Polendina placed a gloved hand over your own, silently relieving you of duty.

“Apologies, my mind seems to be elsewhere Polendina.”

“You worry for the boy, it’s only natural that your mind wanders.” You sometimes forget how long Polendina has been around, having been a close companion of Lady Antonia’s for decades. You had a feeling he knew more about human emotions than he let on, somehow he always knew what to say when it came to your thoughts surrounding Geppetto’s Puppet. 

“I just can’t help it, and with him figuring out who he is, I fear he’ll get himself hurt by being too kind.” You wring your hands in your lap, focusing hard on the lines in your skin as you try to keep yourself from thinking of anything too awful.

“He has met humans who have given him trouble before and he has a good head on his shoulders. I would wager that you have nothing to worry about, but I understand that may not put your mind at ease.” 

“It doesn’t but thank you.” Your hand went to Polendina’s shoulder with a smile. “I think I’m going to find something else to do, try and get my mind off of things.”

Polendina nodded once, going back to folding the linens, “I’ll send the boy your way when he returns.”

You smiled in earnest, appreciative of Polendina’s knowing kindness. 

Spring, who had been lounging between you and Polendina, got up, stretching herself out and scampering over to your side. She meowed frantically to grasp your attention. 

Her interruptions continued as you made your way around the kitchen. It wasn’t particularly dirty given how little it was being used now, however, the repetitive action of wiping down the countertops and sweeping the floor were just the distraction you were looking for. 

Your ears perked up at the heavy steps of boots on marble floors, the jingle of P’s belt was something you could identify in your sleep. He stood tall in the doorway, all sweet smiles and fidgeting hands. Happy to see you, always happy to see you.

He was shockingly clean as he approached, resting his forehead to yours as his hands found their place on your waist, all the scolding about tracking oil and muck through the hotel was finally paying off.

You ran your hands over the intricate designs embossed onto the lapel of his coat, smoothing the fabric down before hooking your hands behind his neck.

“Welcome home, pretty boy.” You cooed, brushing your nose against his. 

He liked the small intimacies you shared, bunny kisses you’d come to find were a favourite of his.

“You can go and relax if you want, I’m just cleaning.” You offered, but he shook his head. 

Spring had also gotten bored of waiting on you, brushing up against your legs. So there you stood, sandwiched between your two favourite beings. 

And two shadows wouldn’t be so bad if they would stop getting under foot, you laughed as Spring and P fought for your attention while you made your way around the kitchen.

P hovered close, slinging his arm around your waist as you tried to pass him. You stopped short as he pressed his face into your neck, leaning back against his chest and resting your hands over his wrist. You could feel him smile against your skin, a careful, small smile that only he could manage.

At that moment Spring took it upon herself to jump up onto the counter in front of you, hissing and swiping at P, he scowled and pulled you closer.

“Beast,” he scowled, you gaped at P, smacking the back of your hand at his chest.

“Don’t be horrible, she’s just protecting her territory,” you chided, 

“I haven’t done anything to her, yet she spits at me.” He complained, you thought your ears might be playing tricks on you at the distinct sound of a whine in his tone.

“You love her.” You reminded smugly, a truth he was unable to escape.

“Yeah, unfortunately,” he mumbled, you pushed against his hold, trying to signal your want to move and he hesitantly loosened his grip. Hand ghosting over your waist as he watched you go, you threw a smile over your shoulder which he returned in kind.

You gave Spring a kiss on the head, letting her nuzzle her face against yours before scooping her up and putting her down on the floor where she went back to curling around your legs.

“Ah, so the cat gets a kiss but I don’t?” P asked. You snorted, flinging the rag you’d been using to polish the countertops over your shoulder.

You lent your hip against the counter and crossed your arms over your chest, “you never asked for a kiss, how was I supposed to know that’s what you wanted?”

“I feel like it was obvious.” He placed both of his hands on the counter, stretching his arms out straight as he pushed against the granite. 

You rolled your eyes in jest, unable to keep the fond smile from creeping onto your face, playfully exasperated you closed the short distance between the two of you. Lifting up on your tip-toes to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, he was quick to move his head once you’d pulled back. Hands to your waist and pulling you against him, sealing his lips to yours so quickly it pulled a sound of shock from your throat.

“What’s up with you today, you’ve been awfully touchy.” You teased, twisting the ends of his hair between your fingers. “Not that I’m complaining of course.”

“Missed you,” he murmured, pressing his lips to your forehead tenderly. 

“I missed you too, always miss you when you’re gone.” You placed a hand on his cheek, thumb rubbing gently under his eye.

He pulled the rag from your shoulder and threw it behind you unceremoniously, taking your hand from his cheek to drag you out of the kitchen, a laugh bubbled out of your throat that P was happy to mischievously return.

He led you to the library, seating you at the piano and turning away to rifle through the sheet music stacked in a crate on the floor. He’d been getting better day by day. 

His body wasn’t exactly built to do delicate actions but that never seemed to stop him, in fact, he was inexplicably drawn to all the soft parts of being human even if initially he was afraid to get it wrong. The last thing he’d ever want to do is hurt anyone close to him and for that reason he was acutely aware of the raw strength he possessed.

Though his conscious effort to be gentle made all the difference.

Spring decided she’d had enough of being ignored, jumping up onto the piano bench and brushing up against you, pressing close and then curling down next to you. P turned around, the particular book of sheet music he was searching for held up in his hand, his expression dropped almost comically as he noticed Spring’s position next to you, taking up what was going to be his spot.

“Move her,” he says simply, you throw your head back with a hearty laugh but P’s serious expression doesn’t change.

“No,” you start with a laugh, “Spring got here first, you’ll have to pull up a chair.”

P continued to stand his ground, you wondered if he hoped his very presence would annoy Spring enough that she’d disappear of her own accord, but the cat only opened one eye. She regarded P from her curled up position before nestling her chin back down into her tail. 

It was like Spring knew she was in his spot and was smugly showing off to him, purring loudly.

“P, I’m not moving the cat. Just come and sit on the other side of me.” You insisted, watching as his unappreciated love for the animal won out and he stalked off to get a chair. You chuckled under your breath and passed your fingers through Spring’s soft fur.

“You are so mean to him, you know? He’s quite fond of you and I think you two would be very good friends if you gave him the chance.” You whispered to the cat who ignored you, continuing to purr unabashedly.

Unbeknownst to you, P watched your interaction with the feline from the doorway, his chest feeling warm in a way he wasn’t quite used to yet. Touched by your words that you thought were falling on deaf ears.

He gave in to your fondness for the cat, pulling his chair up next to you, fingers gently flitting across the keys as you hummed softly, head resting comfortably on his shoulder. He decided he didn’t mind this so much.

Late in the evening, however, he decided he did mind. 

You were curled up in your bed a book in hand and Spring dozing lazily in your lap, he entered the room and his shoulders physically dropped.

“What’s the matter?” You asked, thumb placed between the pages of your book as a makeshift bookmark. 

“Nothing,” he mumbled, sitting down unceremoniously on the edge of your bed to take off his shoes.

You placed the now forgotten book on your bedside cabinet, the act of sitting up a little difficult with the cat in your lap. You reached for his shoulder but he shrugged off your hand, trying to hide the action by stripping off his coat.

He stood and draped the coat over the back of your desk chair and moved to unbutton his waistcoat, all while staring down Spring with a scowl.

It clicked.

“Are you jealous of the cat?” You wanted deeply to believe that your Pinocchio was not jealous of a cat, but you couldn’t come up with a more sound explanation.

“I don’t know what that word means.” He lied, avoiding your gaze entirely, unbuckling his belt and dumping it on the desk, Gemini didn’t say anything so you assumed he mustn’t be awake.

“Yes you do,” you rolled your eyes, “I remember very clearly the conversation we had about it.” 

He didn’t respond, turning his back to you and focusing his attention on rifling through the dresser drawer full of his clothes. The sleep clothes he was looking for were folded at the end of the bed.

“It’s okay that you’re jealous of-”

“I am not jealous.” Quick, concise and with no room for argument, he spun back on you. His snapping didn’t phase you.

“Uh huh,” you teased with a smirk, turning all your attention back to Spring who’d been ignoring your exchange.

Perhaps what you were doing was a little mean, given that before you hadn’t been ignoring him on purpose, but it was too fun an opportunity to pass up. P let out a disgruntled huff, shuffling around in your peripheral.

“I guess you just don’t love me anymore.” He offered with his arms crossed over his chest, your jaw dropped and a shocked laugh fell out of your open mouth.

“You take that back, immediately!” You snapped playfully, sitting up fully and annoying the cat enough for her to get up and move.

“Make me.” The challenge he’d levied would mean conceding to his childish behaviour but after all he’d been through, you thought it only fair. 

You pulled the sheets back and stood from the bed, crossing the room to him. He tried to act as though he was uninterested, tried to pretend that your hands on his chest didn’t affect him, tried to ignore the speed of his heart as it hammered under your palm.

Your hands travelled the beaten path they always did, from his chest to his collarbone, then hooking behind his neck. Trying to pull him down was useless, like trying to topple a brick wall with bare hands, but you caught him staring out of the corner of his eye.

“Look at me.” Your whisper was a command, and he had always been faithful to a fault. “I love you.”

He tried to hide the oncoming smile, dropping his chin to his chest, but you were quick to guide his gaze back to yours. There was no way you’d be missing that careful grin. His eyes were soft and gentle when they met your own, there was hesitance in them that you didn’t want to see, so you kissed him.

He melted against you, arms winding around your back and pulling you against his chest, you hummed and he couldn’t stop the full blown grin from forming on his lips; breaking away to look at you like a giddy school boy.

“Are you going to take it back?” You asked, brushing your nose against his in a bunny kiss. 

“Will I still get to kiss you if I do?” He joked, you rolled your eyes albeit in good nature, hands cradling his cheeks as he continued to smile.

“I think that can be arranged,” you mused, leaning in to kiss him again, the two of you falling into familiar rhythm with one another.

Spring slinked out of the partially open door, tail held high, she had seen more than enough.

#I started writing this in October when I had barely scratched the surface of the game #Still have not finished it though lmao #Also sorry for all the @’s I just wanted everyone to be properly credited and what not if that’s annoying lemme know and I’ll make sure it’ #Do I know anything about anything? No #Also P talks a lot in this one #Controversial I know :o #I’m kidding #I realised after writing all of this out that the game takes place over like 3 days #So just suspend reality for me if you would #I am no stranger to lengthening the timeline to fit my selfish needs I will do it again in fact #And you will not complain because I wrote the puppet boy kissing YOU 🫵🏻 #pushing my bunny kisses agenda once again #Lies of P x Reader #Pinocchio x Reader #Lies of P #Don’t ask me where the puppet is on the humanity scale because I do not know #jan 2024 #Pretty Boy series #🦋 let your conscience be your guide

[sentientstump]

im feeling fine, why are you asking?

i might've remembered that something existed

and maybe evolved it in my head, who knows

#cw body horror #cw gore #lemme know if i need to add other stuff! im unable to find any comprehensive rule guides for this ^^" many apologies #im working on some stuff atm btw #its really ambitious so i decided to just mindlessly draw whatever comes to my mind #and it was the melted face and all of beefs other weird skins that i remember experiencing #i was working on something similar recently but the last saturdays are a bunch of jerkfarts... so i didnt finish it yet #its also ambitious xD how did you know?m #vintagebeef #ethoslab #pauseunpause #team canada #artstump

[sonic-adventure-3]

uuuuuuuu immortal shadow in the far far far future having a devil chaos chao. his chao living such a full and happy life it reincarnates to stay with him TWICE at least.

long ramble about that and chao biology:

chao biology ramble: in-game, chao have a lifespan of about 33 hours total, ignoring all the messy stuff and presuming they never eat. it takes about 3 hours for them to evolve from child to adult, an adult has a lifespan of about 29 hours, and it takes about 9 hours for an adult chao to fully mature/go through “second evolution”. feeding them makes them evolve faster (1 whole fruit (4 bites) shaves off about 3 minutes, with 50 whole fruit (200 bites) for children and 240 whole fruit (960 bites) for adults being enough to evolve it on the spot if it could eat instantaneously) but doesn’t affect lifespan (unless they’re children, it’s kinda complicated). where was i going with this?

anyway, being generous, if we interpret in game hours as years then chao live like 33 years, and assuming they’re being fed it’ll take like 1.5 years to evolve the first time and 4 more years to reach full maturity. shadow’s chao is a fully mature adult dark run/run chao (with purple wings :D) so theoretically it’ll die or reincarnate in like 27 years. when dying/reincarnating chao cocoon similarly to when evolving for the first time, but when dying it’s white and when reincarnating it’s a very pale pink. in-game they take like 2 minutes or something to emerge from the cocoon so with taking an in-game hour to be a year, chao will cocoon for about a week. after reincarnation, the chao will emerge from their egg again, but will keep their names, 10% of their stats, and their genetic information like colouration (e.g. shadow’s chao’s purple wings).

lore wise, chao seem to be pretty uncommon and often only seen as children or newly evolved. it’s likely chao reincarnation and especially chaos chao are perhaps completely undocumented. chao have been on angel island for millennia though so knuckles probably knows a lot about it, either through relics documenting chao, or firsthand experience of seeing the chao up there reincarnate.

in 27 years, when shadow’s chao reincarnates for the first time, maybe there wouldn’t be the documentation to tell apart a death cocoon from a reincarnation cocoon. maybe any sparse documentation of chao life cycles would equate an adult chao cocooning with it dying. maybe after days of finding no answers he likes he’d find himself up on angel island asking knuckles it’s not true, that there’s something he could do, could have done, to save his chao. and knuckles, not knowing the colour of the cocoon, not wanting to get his hopes up, and even after so many years not fully believing shadow capable of making anything that happy, says no. there’s nothing he could do to prevent the inevitable.

so shadow has to accept it. and spends the rest of the week processing it. and on the final day, the day death cocoons would dissipate, he says goodbye to his chao. and the next morning he finds a chao egg right where the cocoon had been and can only stare. and a month later when it hatches, a baby chao with purple wings that already loves him stares right back.

about 33 years later it happens again. and instead of panicking, shadow puts the pink cocoon in a warm and cozy spot. and waits patiently. and a month later he greets his not-so-new born chao a second time.

a century or so later, there aren’t too many beings left that still remember him, and fewer that remember the chao that followed him everywhere. the few that do can see it looks pretty different than it used to. the horns and fire and gold eyes are pretty strange for a chao. still has those purple wings though

#oh my god i made myself cry #i’m so not normal about immortality and reincarnation. and two beings with different methods of eternal life #chao are like phoenixes when you think about it. or jesus christ ya boi and saviour #rambles #shadow #idk why this is a mixture of niche chao trivia and major character death fanfiction #i got distracted reading youtube comments about people mourning their chao who died in sa2 #way back before guides existed #when they couldn’t tell the difference between death cocoons and reincarnation cocoons #AUGHH #ummmm lemme know if i should tag this as anything

[braisedhoney]

holy shit you guys weren't kidding clock 0ut is amazing

#ney's idle chatter (random textposts) #MY BRAIN. ABSORBED. #this is all i will be thinking about for the next month thank you #stanley parable fans have never guided me wrong yet #anyway how should i make fanart for this #lemme know i'm open to suggestions

[tvrningout-a]

what if you let me write something soft for your muse when i get home uvu

#what if you gave me a serotonin boost to get me through this second bath bomb party asdfgh #my job is really testing me today making me run these parties but at least the second one i get to be there more to guide my coworker #if we don’t get insanely busy again that is 🥲 #i gotta go but i hope the day is being kind to y’all 💜 #get ready to ramble | ooc #oh this is an inbox call i guess?? unless you want a lil starter!! just lemme know if so!!

[michi-chelle]

i can’t be the only one struggling with the interrogation sequences righttt 😵‍💫

#slow damage #you know you’re bad at a game when it asks you if you want to lower the difficulty lmaoooo #the only interrogations i succeeded on without a walkthrough was ikuina’s and the mini one in the middle of taku’s route #and i felt like i was guessing my way through those anyway lolol #what i expect a particular response to do ends up doing something completely different! #i’m like hmm yea this choice seems like it’d raise euphoria and then it lowers it like what i can’t seem to make sense of it lol #it’s funny because this mechanic was what first piqued my interest towards this game #and now i’m like ugh interrogation?? lemme pull up a guide which is no fun lolol #tho i love the visuals of those sequences and the music and i appreciate the idea of it a lot! #i just suck at it lolololol #michi yaps

[galaxcias-archived]

@typhoonvash - plotted

Just like nothing ever happened…if only things were that easy, the woman thought to herself. Her chestnut hues eyes the tear in Vash’s cloak with the intent to fix, replacing the piece lost, bit by bit.

It had been for a good reason.

She could clearly remember it. The animosity she received from Nai. That…other power Vash had. Nai severing Vash’s arm. And finally, the act of Vash turning a gun on his own brother. And the moment he had collapsed to the ground, making it clear he wasn’t waking up until he was somewhere safe, she had torn a piece of the cloak on his back and turned it into a makeshift bandage. In a way, she felt relieved that it held the entire trip back to Home.

Bradd had planned on helping out the blonde the second he learned of his dismembered limb, but at the same time it wouldn’t be instant. A few days a best. Until then, Vash had to wait.

The raven haired female let out a perturbed hum as she finished the stitches on his cloak. From close up one could see the difference in skill on the sections she fixed, but it was unnoticeable from a distance.

Just like nothing ever happened…huh?

The captain put away her sewing supplies, folding the cloak over her arm and making her way down the hall. Luida stopped at the door, before motioning for it to unlock via her ID.

“I’m back, this should be good as new.” With a smile on her face, Luida set the cloak on its hook before turning to Vash. She was initially going to ask if he was feeling any better, but from the look on his face and his bandaged arm, probably not. Even the food brought to him had been left untouched, akin to when he first arrived five years prior. He was blaming himself. For the crash, for Nai, for Rem…it was heartbreaking to watch. She wanted to help…after all, where he lived wasn’t called ship 3 anymore. It was Home. Taking a seat beside him, her gaze softened, as did her voice.

“…Still have a lot on your mind?”

#lɪɢʜᴛ guided {ic} #ʏᴏᴜʀᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ {luida} #typhoonvash #((okay my end of the trade I’ll be online in like 15 minutes)) #((if you want something different just lemme know!))

[tojixzenins]

Guys it's been too long since I've made a book edit so imma make some.

#ive read so many books its gonna be hard to choose #lemme know if you guys have preferences #also let me know if yall wanna be tagged #check out previous edits if you want #if we were villains #the odyssey #hani and ishu's guide to fake dating #vicious #v e schwab #vampires never get old #crime and punishment #wuthering heights #the sun and the star

[socialantleredrabbit]

today's scoredump

houkago is pretty fcable, trashy innocence is gonna need that stamina jump im probably gonna get if i play houkago enough. force of ra got reqqed to me by my friend and it's surprisingly passable. maybe i can even pass it for my summer goal of passing a s12

#if you wanna know how to read these or know what some of these terms mean lemme know. i need that push to write a guide #pumpposting #scoreposting #pump it up

[lunaetis]

▸▸ [ @ervaurem || doumeki & hikaru || hikaru interaction call ]

─「ヒカル」─  the ANGEL had fought many opponents before, but this marked the FIRST TIME she was going up against a possessed angel. this particular one, according to her database was a heavy-weighted type, yet, the way they were moving so fast almost resembled a speed type angel.

                « their behavior changes after being possessed. »

                it felt ... almost like a wild animal. an ANGEL was usually limited by imagination and determination of their deus, but with the spirit taking control of the other almost like a vessel, it was like they had a mind of their own. HIKARU quickly ducked her head down, the other's attack merely missing her hair. there was a unique, unfamiliar sense of aura and power she felt from their mind link, from their connection. her deus was feeding some sort of energy to her. it felt like that energy was shrouding her.

                « it's almost like they have a deus controlling them. could a spirit do that ? »

#ervaurem #.ignition #.[ hikaru ] #.[ hikaru.verse: guided by the angel's wings: angelic layer ] #[ hERE YOU GO FAM #I AM SO READY FOR THIS #SPOOKY ANGELIC LAYER / CROSSOVER VERSE ? LET'S GO #i'm imagining they only connected a few times so hikaru is still getting used to it #and since i make it so that she can talk / think for herself #i'm imagining they can do telepathic communication while the connection is established ! #LEMME KNOW IF YOU NEED ME TO CHANGE ANYTHING SHAI ]

[rainsoughtflowers]

lmao thinking about luke from tears of themis and how if rosa were to die before him he’d be DEVASTATED. and i don’t mean like as a lover. i mean this man was prepared to die first. he lived his last remaining time happily knowing rosa would achieve the dreams they never could. so it hits him like a truck when it’s her funeral he’s attending. he was the one that was supposed to die, not her. he had prepared for that, not this. and he kinda just. doesn’t know what to do with himself.

#anyways uhm yeah #i got back into tears of themis cuz a friend started playing and i was like ‘bet lemme guide you’ #and no i’ve gained a gambling addiction for yet another otome game </3 #all these luke ssr’s are gonna be the death of me tbh

[istherewifiinhell]

Make urself absolutely sick watching video of concert goers singing songs together. Get up. Move on. Etc.

#some shit #the like. staring in the face of a god that is denied to you? #hang on lemme dial that back #its like the core of what humanity is. a mass together in song and i wanna have it so fucking bad #but like. duh? im not going to a fucking concert. cause. we cant do. the easy things that could. make the world like. safe again and stuff? #and theres no like. indivual responisbiliting our way our of that one. #the thousands of ppl in those crowds dont all decide to sing the same song. the band guides them #etc etc #okay whatever. its fine. the immense psychic wait of being alive right now. we all have it.

[deus-ex-mona]

this is so sad, kohachi play kimi no kioku—

#at this point i’m half expecting rio to become a life insurance salesman as a fulltime job— #rio’s thoughts about the inevitability of death just reminded me of p3 lmaoooo #it is suiyoubi my dudes #fedora throttle4 #[unhinged persona ramblings coming up pls stand by—] #aaaa persona 3/4/5 for switch hype!!!!!!! #i can’t wait to get my invincible alice back in p4g. null physical + megidolaon + 99 stats on everything… #rip to my initial invincible alice </3 the poor save data was yeeted after my ps vita noped out on me </3 #i hope they change the social links for the dude route of p3 though. idw to date all the ladies at once. like ewwww. and no kenji slink pls #i want dude protag/junpei bro times plssss. bro times with junpei as the fem protag were great so dude protag bro times too plssss #and i hope they include the answer for whatever reason!! they excluded that from the og p3p so pls include it in the remaster👀👀👀 #and proper cutscenes!!!! still images don’t hit the same in p3p (but the shinji scene was sadder in text tbh… that’s just my opinion though) #p4g is already perfect as-is. unless they wanna add in a yosuke romance in which… 👀👀👀👀pls👀👀??? c’mon atlus you already have the voiced lines #👀👀👀pls lemme romance yosuke👀👀👀👀 souyo best otp👀👀👀 i used a guide to ‘marry’ them in pq and everything👀👀👀 #can’t say anything about p5r bc i haven’t played the base game (no ps4 rip) but aaaaa i’m excited to finally play it!!!!! dual audio pls👀👀👀 #actually dual audio for everything pls👀👀👀👀👀 i wanna use komaeda-voice amada ken!! and togami-voice p3 dude protag!!! and fukujun joker!!! #aaaaaaaaaaaaa persona is such a good series man… i’d replay tms to cope but it’s with my club’s public enemy no.1 so i can’t get it back ಥ‿ಥ #oh heck this got out of hand real fast… if you actually read all of this…👀👀👀hi👀👀👀 and i’m sorry

[tellescope]

                             { @snakecharmless } ~ { The Traveller & Rhys Drakeham }

     Civilization awes them. Euclid, a ghost of a galaxy, higher lifeforms only gathered at space stations, miniscule outposts, rarely a small settlement; a scattering of buildings. This world? Before landing the Traveller sees… a settlement? Larger than any before, incredibly vast, and the Traveller wants to know it.      Several landings pads are registered by the ship, but the Traveller chooses else; beyond the settlement. The Traveller lacks knowledge of this galaxy beyond Euclid. Is this world inhabited by Korvax, Vy’keen, or Gek? Or something new? They choose else; they choose safety. You cannot explore if you are not welcome. By landing beyond the vast settlement they will be able to see it in all its beauty as they enter, and encounter the inhabitants on their terms.      Although one inhabitant of this world stands out.      The Traveller had landed beyond the settlement, near the mostly-dried remains of what seemed to be a river, and a structure caught their gaze. Within and beyond their visor showed many creatures. Curious, the Traveller chose a detour to see what fauna are native to this world and perhaps why some have been enclosed here.      Scales.      Every creature here has scales.      Moments spent watching the light glisten and reflect off the alien fauna. Telamon scans them while the Traveller is busy, offering information in the corner of their visor; anything that can be learned visually and assumptions at scientific categorizations. The Traveller acknowledges this and continues admiring the fauna. A long one with no legs that stares back fascinates them. How does it move?      Attention only diverts when the Traveller hears Telamon’s exo-pack camera turn suddenly and stop. They turn as well, curious of their companion’s discovery, and find a strange being before them. Bipedal like the higher lifeforms the Traveller is familiar with, yet that remains the only similarity.

     The Traveller examines them, gazing at all visible parts of their form. Are they one of the natives from the settlement? Are they here to care for the fauna that have been enclosed for unknown reasons? Questions race through the Traveller’s mind, but the they must choose one to begin. And so they turn and gesture toward the legless fauna in hopes of a new truth, and with the question also a simple test of their translator. ❝Does it hop?❞

#snakecharmless #{{ i'll send out my soul to worlds more beautiful | THREADS: TRAVELLER }} #Traveller V { Starfarer } i seek the stars above the worlds to be the guides #//Heyo! I hope this works? #//There wasn't much info on what Rhys' place is like so I did my best. Lemme know if I need to change something! ^v^ #//You also don't have to match length unless you want to so no worries.

[tanzoshi]

@corrchoigilt​ replied ;  ((JDHVFJHX I DIDNT EXPECT YOU TO ANSWERFOR ALL OF THEM OMG but i love this 😳✨️ kinda makes me wanna play tr again i love the sword history stuff xhxgvxgv

     /  I COULDN’T JUST PICK ONE OKOK!! SO MIGHT AS WELL WRITE ALL— and if you can, do give it a try! it’s now on english so it's much easier to understand than trying to decipher what each button does; you can play it on browser or through mobile ! AND YEAH! the good thing about t.ouken r.anbu is that if anyone wants to get into it, you don’t really need to stack yourself with a buuunch of prior information in order to understand the main goal about the game (coughs, f.ate franchise coughs) since its pretty simple, it was made that way so it would be more open to interpretation; besides, there are also a buuuunch of swords so i’m like 90% sure that you will be able to find at least one (1) sword that will be of your liking or that their personality will be up ur alley 😌✨

#corrchoigilt #;ooc #ooc #IF U END UP GETTING INTO IT- #lemme know who u end up liking 😳😳 #plus; like f.go its great bc u get to learn history too #and suddenly you find yourself reading about swords AOIUOETEIOTU #for some reason.... i feel like you would like k.ogitsunemaru- #maybe i.watooshi #mmm.... t.aroutachi perhaps? #s.hizukagata too- #who else- #n.ankaitarou #and s.hichiseiken #🤔🤔🤔 #i think those 🤔 #its funny bc for the record i dont know about none of their stories/personalities besides kogi's and a bit of i.watooshi's #im guiding myself by their outside vibes okoko #mysterious looking peeps