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divinehedons · 11 months

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BABE, babe, i need more of Din in Fallen Gods, PLEASE

thank you so much for reaching out! this bounty hunter lives on my mind rent free, so here's what's been on my mind:

cw: pregnancy, implied non/dubcon, implied predator/prey dynamics, i just really needed to get this out of my head, okay

no thoughts, just overbearing din djarin and pregnant reader post the events of fallen gods.

upon finding out about your pregnancy, the mandalorian would absolutely spoil you. adi'ka, come have some fruit. so much of it, day after day after day, following your every move, monitoring even the air that entered your lungs. all for our cyari'ka. our little one is too precious for anything dangerous.

you'd run, of course, you're perfectly capable. you leave him a message that you just want to be left alone. only that makes it worse. he hears your voice, and it sends him on a rampage across the galaxy, the bounty hunter on your scent like the shadow you can't quite shrug off. you know how the mandalorian works. you know how capable he is. and you know he's chasing after you. it's almost so easy for him. everything is too easy when he thinks of the life growing in the warm cradle of your flesh- little heart beating and calling for him across the galaxy. he had found you once when all signs pointed to your death. finding you again was child's play.

it still takes time. when he does find you again, your womb has filled out with your unborn child. you left without the bump evident against your skin, and now, your steps are stilted. by the maker, you waddle now. he sees the way you sit, the way your breath comes out in shaky intervals as sweat bead your forehead.

it's all the more easier, then. all the more easier to lay you on the nearest surface, chuckling at the way you groan at the relief it brings your back. cya're, how could you bear all that when you obviously needed my help? he tries to imagine how you must have borne the brunt of such a pregnancy. the morning sicknesses, your changing body, the desires and cravings you could not have afforded on the run. dank farrik, you probably couldn't even reach around to touch yourself in those long, lonely nights.

he smiles as you whine, kneeling down before you- his divine little creature, the very fount of existence from which he pictures future warriors are born. sweet darling, an angel on such a cursed galaxy, still strong to do battle with the days.

you haven't even given birth to this child, and he already imagines fucking another in your willing womb.

it's alright, adi'ka. i'll take care of you, now.

he fucks his tongue between your folds, tastes your sweet nectar, and swore he saw the maker. so begins a night that you would feel for days after. you would come twice by his mouth, once with his fingers fucking you as he delighted himself in the taste of your tight, untouched, puckered little asshole. even so, you'd cum three more times on his cock, until everything hurts and you're begging him to stop.

he'll hold you in the darkness, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as your child kicks against his hand, letting him know you foster a warrior in your belly.

it's alright, cya're, i'll keep the both of you safe from everything. no danger shall touch you as long as I stand.

you try not to wonder. and yet the thought is there. what if he's the one you should be protected from?

#din djarin #din djarin smut #din djarin x reader #din djarin drabble #the mandalorian #the mandalorian smut #the mandalorian drabble #the mandalorian x reader #someone needs to take this man away from my mind i stg

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a-door-to-somewhere · 9 months

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Can I just say that spiderverse has done such a good job with characterization and character driven storytelling and relationship building that there's just SO many interesting ships? Even though the pacing is so fast the films still took time to spend on each of the spiderpeople (and spideranimals) enough so that character dynamics are interesting IN TEXT. like there's no extrapolation or fandom accepted headcanons needed to start, yk?

They didn't just assume that people would ship miles/gwen because they're the main m and f leads. They spent time building that dynamic and relationship and it may be clear that they'll eventually end up together (hopefully) but they didn't just let us assume that. They still put effort into convincing us. And then I also love that even with such a big cast a lot of the side characters also had dynamics with other side characters, something that can be hard to add in at the right amount.

Like we get the feeling that Gwen admires Hobie and is friendly enough to Pav that she talked about Miles with him (they totally had sleepovers and painted eachothers nails and discussed boyfriends and girlfriends) and generally agrees with Peter B.

And hobie is, of course, looking out for everyone he cares about, goofy with Pav, supportive but not overprotective of Gwen, is honestly trying his best to stick up for Miles. Even in the first one even though most time is spent fleshing out Peter B's story, the other spideys interact with eachother and generally don't just act as one homogeneous blob of background characters.

The only dynamics there's nothing for are the ones who haven't met on screen yet. Every other relationship isn't overlooked and there's something to go off of for the shippers. Honestly I'm not really a multishipper but spiderverse has so many good options lol

#across the spider verse spoilers #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderverse #atsv #miles x hobie #miles x gwen #gwen x miles #hobie x pavitr #pavitr x gayatri

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the-sun-and-the-sea · 1 year

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please do another list of odesta fanfic recommendations!! im so starved for content :(

Hi! I agree that odesta content has been sparse lately. I'm not sure exactly where you've looked so far so I've gathered a list of both newer and older fics, I hope you can find something good to read!

Newer

Tribute, Victor, Rebel by Shouting_at_God_in_Latin: What I really like about this one is that it does a great job of fleshing out the world of District 4. Finnick is the narrator but he doesn't feel like the center of the universe, he feels like a small part of a big, rich world. Personally I really appreciate this because that's something I have trouble doing when I write, so this could be a great one to check out if you're interested in how D4 and Panem operate.

The Sugar Cube Castle by Brilli_Ant: This one takes place during Annie's Games and is from her POV. It has an interesting dynamic because Annie and her district partner were friends before the Games, and of course there is the dramatic irony of Annie trying to figure out what Finnick's up to.

Golden Children by roxal04: This one is from Mags' POV and it offers a unique perspective on the war and on Finnick and Annie's relationship. It's a one-shot but it's pretty long, so this could be a good read if you're in the mood for something different.

some things last by fillorianravenclaw: This one alternates between Finnick and Annie's POV, so you get to see both sides of the story. It takes places during Annie's Games and I think it's well written and conveys Annie's thoughts and feelings well. It has another interesting dynamic between Annie and her district partner, which definitely makes things engaging.

Older

The Harvest by BeesKnees: This is an AU in which the rebellion fails. It's tragic but the ending is hopeful. I've read this multiple times and I've been on the edge of my seat each time. It's a pretty unique AU in my opinion, so it might not be what you're looking for, but I really enjoy it. This author has many odesta works that I love so be sure to check out the rest of their works if you haven't already!

I'll drown before your very eyes by ToshiChan: This is a beautiful and heartbreaking one-shot that deals with Finnick's trauma after the war. I will warn you that it is very sad but the ending is hopeful, so I found it to be a realistic depiction of what the victors' futures would look like.

Victorious-Rebellious by sabaceanbabe: This is a compelling AU in which the rebellion fails so Finnick and Annie start their own. It's a series that I really like, and I've found that sabaceanbabe does a great balance between romantic moments and engaging plot/action scenes. Also go check out their other work if you haven't done so, I really love it!

Valor, Valeria by aimmyarrowshigh: This is a beautiful one-shot that I read about three years ago and have been in love with ever since. It draws parallels between Finnick and Gale and shows how ultimately corrupt Panem is. I honestly can't believe I haven't mentioned this one yet lol.

my_odestiny wrote Odesta fic so I recommend checking out their works on ao3. Or you can check out their Tumblr (@my-odestiny) for other content.

I hope this list helps you, and as always, feel free to reblog if you have any fics to add or promote!

#asked and answered #odesta #odesta fic recs #odesta fic #thg fic recs #thg fic #thg #the hunger games #finnick odair #annie cresta

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the-grimm-writer · 1 year

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I would love to see your mahito x masochist if your requests are still open 💗😜🙏

Of course!! My requests are always open for Mahito <33 once again for carried away with this lmao

Tw: mahito, fem reader, sadist - masochist dynamic, slapping, asphyxiation, lots of hands, size kink, slight blood play, biting, slight threats of transfiguration (it doesn't happen tho), mahito being obsessive <33

He always liked to play with his toys before he changed them. Seeing how they reacted when he started to get rough with them. Always tearing up and begging them not to do it, that they'd do anything to live or beg him to just kill them. Or they'd put up a brave front, trying to escape or fight back. Either way they all winded up the same.

It didn't take long for Mahito to gain your trust at all. Going up to you when you were wandering the streets alone. All it took was a friendly smile and a conversation to get you to agree to come with him, thinking you'd just made a new friend.

You'd always look around, eyes wide with curiosity. It amused him, how adorable you looked completely unaware you just walked into a lion's fin. But you'd always ask him questions. So many, nonstop it made his composure slip.

His mix matched eyes looked down at you coldly, hand raised raised high before striking your cheek hard, making you yelp as your head snapped back from the force. "I told you to stop asking me questions. Now look at what you made me do."

You didn't look at him with anger and fear or disgust like he was expecting. No, your eyes were wide and full of lust, a smile spreading to your face as you told him "Do it again."

Stunned, Mahito paused, looking down at you silently. "Again?"

Out of all the reactions that played in his mind, he didn't expect the way you leaned in forward. "Please." You said softly, feeling flustered at how you were reacting. You knew that your reaction wasn't the typical one, but the sting from the firm slap made your stomach twirl with a desire you haven't felt in a long time.

"You liked that, huh?" Mahito chuckled and pushed you into the wall. A groan left your lips as the back of your head as the back of your head hit the wall with a thud then you nodded. "Do you also like this?"

His hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing until you weren't able to breathe. Again, you nodded your head as you felt a wave of desire course through you. Your heart started speeding up with anticipation, even as you began feeling lightheaded, tight grip bruising your throat. He only let go when you were about to pass out, making you suck in a deep breath of air as you looked at him.

You could only watch as he began to change. A feral grin on his face as he looked at your wide eyes, pupils dilated as he began to shift into the monster that he truly was. Multiple arms and hands growing and stretching out towards you.

Squeezing, bruising your sensitive skin, making you whimper and you loved it. Small gasps leaving your lips each time his hands squeezed your flesh. It was like a nightmare in the best and worst way possible for you. None of your body would go left untouched. One was in your hair, roughly yanking it back and making you look up at him as another ran down your face and bruising neck as all the others began to explore the rest of your body.

"Oh?" He laughed, a hand sliding into your underwear, rubbing at the wet spot. Now this was fascinating, a reaction that he'd never gotten before. "So scared yet so eager," he mused. He wanted your fear, but he wanted more of your lust. Wanted to see how much of it he could combine together.

Mahito could feel your soul at his fingertips and it was beautiful. The most delicious soul he's ever come across. So innocent yet so fucking twisted he almost drooled over it. It would be such a shame if you just died like rest. Not when so many ideas were running through his mind as he thought about what he could do to you.

He smirked. "Finally, a human that knows how to have a little fun. I was beginning to worry that I'd have to kill you and keep looking."

Of course compared to him you were still weak, you were only human after all. But most humans broke down before he even started to have fun. Knowing that you weren't like that delighted him. Made him want to break you in until you were nothing but his pretty doll to play with.

He chuckled, his breath hitting your cheek. "Would you still like pain if I went all the way? Want me to transfigure you, (Y/n)? You wanna become one of my little toys?"

"Depends on how long the pain lasts," you responded with a moan, humiliated at the way your cunt throbbed at the threat.

It was an embarrassing secret you always kept hidden. The world you lived in was cruel. You didn't want to be labeled an outcast, a freak because you responded to pain much differently than any average person would. That dark side of you stayed concealed until you met the cursed spirit. The thrill and desire to feel what you've always suppressed made you ignore all the red flags Mahito reeked of.

And you always would, if you were being honest. How could you go back to the normal world when Mahito could satisfy your soul's true desires?

But you were still human, you felt sympathy. You didn't like seeing people get hurt and most definitely wouldn't want Mahito harming anyone you cared about. You'd be devastated should anything happen to your loved ones.

His lips slammed against yours, long tongue slipping past your lips, invading your mouth and sliding down your throat. You barely felt his hands ripping off your clothes, feeling like he was trying to devour you. Pulling away just as you felt something big and hard rub against your slit, prodding against the entrance.

"Are you ready, (Y/n)?" He gave you a sweet smile. "Because once I get started there's no backing out, no matter how much you may want to."

You cried out at the stretch. The moment you have him a nod he pushed his cock in, much more than you were expecting. Overwhelmed from just the tip pushing in, hissing in pain. It'd be a shame if you broke the first time he used you, so he made sure you wouldn't tear as he roughly pushed into you, not giving you time to try and adjust as he sunk into your wet cunt.

"Too much?" He laughed as he bottomed into you, watching tears gather up in your pretty eyes. You shook your head. Even as you felt the tip of him at your cervix, threatening to break past it and force it's way into your womb. The thought made a shiver go through you.

"More," you moaned softly, moving to press yourself against him,each movement making jolts of pain shooting up you. "Give me more."

This is why you agreed to go with him in the first place, you thought, thrilled as a wave of exhaustion hit you. You were perfect for each other. You knew there was a reason why he approached you, why you agreed to come to his strange home. Why you were so drawn to him despite knowing he was a curse. Mahito understood you, more so than anyone. And you understood him, unlike any human would ever be able to.

Mahito always thought pain and pleasure were one and the same. To find a human no less that agreed him, you instantly became his treasured pet.

You didn't have to move on your own, his hands doing all the work as they dragged you up and down his cock. Grunts of pleasure left his lips each time you tightened around him, making him squeeze you harder. Two of them clamped down onto your breasts as he bounced you, fingers rolling and twisting and pinching at your nipples.

Leaning in, you placed your hands on his shoulders as his mouth began attacking your neck, making you yell out as he bit down hard, feeling him lap up the blood as his teeth sunk into you.

Pleasure and pain twisted together until you couldn't tell which one you wanted more since you knew you could never have one without the other. He was starting to get more aggressive as he began to push you harder, his hips bucking up against yours frantically. The rough pace making you moan, throwing your head back.

Feeling his cock throbbing, you knew that he was getting close. You knew that he was going to finish inside, and it scared you and made you excited at the risk.

After a few more minutes, Mahito stilled, loud groans as his thick, hot load filled you up. It made you feel so warm and full, but he didn't want to pull out yet, not wanting to waste any cum from leaving

He was disgusting and so, so beautiful. It felt so right no matter how hard your consious tried to tell you otherwise. He slowly let himself transform back to his normal human form, wrapping his arms around you. It was something he could get hooked on, watching the indent of bruises he left all over your skin, each one different shapes and colors.

Mahito chuckled to himself, letting you drift off on his shoulder, gently patting your head. He couldn't imagine killing you now. Not when you fascinated him so much, when you brought him such entertainment. He was already thinking of what he wanted to do next, how he could hurt you and make you cry with an ecstasy only he could make you feel.

Looks like you both needed each other now.

#forgive me for my sins 🛐#((i regret nothing))#tw choking #tw size difference #yandere mahito #yandere mahito x reader #mahito x reader #jjk x reader #yandere jujutsu kaisen x reader #yandere jjk x reader #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jjk #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x darling #mahito x you #mahito x y/n

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starglitterz · 1 year

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♡ WRETCHED MIRRORS.

mothers and sons exist as wretched mirrors of one another – i am all you could have been and you are all i might be. (from here.)

✧ feat : scaramouche, ei. (platonic)

✧ warning(s) : angst, spoilers for scaras backstory, i haven't played the 3.0/3.1/3.2 archon quests i make my own canon, not proofread

✧ a/n : i hate them. very different content to what i usually post but i am so obsessed with their dynamic that i had 2 write this. i also rlly like this piece & i hope u do too <3

please reblog w tags + leave comments ! it rlly makes my day :)

scaramouche is furious. he can feel it, the rage coursing through his veins of electricity and the way lightning crackles at his fingertips. this very realisation only serves to anger him further, forcing him to confront the knowledge he does his best to ignore; he is but a poor caricature of his creator at best.

scaramouche is scared. he can feel it, the fear quivering in his chest, and if he had a heart, he's certain it would be fluttering against his ribs like a bird in a cage. fear makes him weak. he spits the words out with hatred edging his tone and the phrase leaves a metallic taste in his mouth. he is terrified that he will become her and yet also that he will differ from her. he can admit that to no one because they will see it as a defect and he was created to be perfection itself, divinity distilled into a flawless marionette.

for a puppet, scaramouche feels way too fucking much.

and he hates it. he hates her. this is all her fault. it makes him feel even worse that he is resorting to pinning the blame on her like some foolish child. but it's true, isn't it? he wouldn't even be here, shaped from fragments of her grief and desire and the very thread which ties inazuma together, if it wasn't for her. he wouldn't have to suffer betrayal after betrayal if it wasn't for her.

and yet he loves it, oh, scaramouche loves her. how long can he keep lying to himself like this? how many times can he tell himself that he despises her, he loathes her, he abhors her for creating him and then tossing him aside like some child growing bored of a worthless plaything. some nights he wakes up from a memory, or perhaps a fantasy, of her combing through his long hair while humming a soft tune – there are always tears staining his cheeks and a dull ache in the left side of his chest on nights like those. because the truth is, he misses her so much it disgusts him.

scaramouche's deepest secret is that he just wants her to see him. he yearns for her to view him as more than what he was meant to be, as a fully fleshed person with his own agency even if said flesh was stolen from her to be cloaked with a new skin and gifted with a new name. he has tried so very hard to get her attention, he has tried taking over her own nation, for archon's sake, and yet she still would not spare him even a glance. he doesn't know what else he can do. but he also doesn't know what he would do if she ever did give him that which he clandestinely craves.

scaramouche convinces himself that he would yell, he would scream, that he would take all these ugly messy awful emotions swirling around in his hollow chest and just throw them at her. perhaps the sharpness of his words would cut through her cold exterior like a verbal imitation of musou no hitotachi. but he knows he might not be able to say anything. he knows he might just crumble under her indigo gaze, and he hates it. he hates the fact that his creator can still bring him to his knees like the puppet and puppeteer they should have been.

what scaramouche hates the most, though, is the fact that he cannot bring himself to say even one of her many names. raiden shogun, ei, baal. too many times he has had dreams, or perhaps nightmares, of him whispering her name and her coming to comfort him, to hold his hand and walk beside him like the mother and son they should have been. but he buries those ideals deep within him, locks them up in the darkest recesses of his heart and mind, refuses to acknowledge them, all because scaramouche is the sixth harbinger of the fatui and he fears nothing. he tells himself that so many times he thinks he almost starts to believe it.

but sometimes, on nights where storm clouds roll over the horizon and the echo of thunder booms in his ears, scaramouche can't lie to himself any longer. perhaps all him and his mother were ever destined to be were wretched mirrors of what they could've, would've, should've been to each other.

ugh they make me so ill // general masterlist.

#✏️ — quill writes !#genshin impact #scaramouche #raiden ei #genshin impact x reader #scaramouche x reader #raiden shogun #scaramouche angst #kunikuzushi #wanderer genshin #wanderer #raiden ei angst #raiden shogun angst #ei x reader #ei angst #genshin angst #genshin impact angst

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meatriarch · 2 months

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MEATRIARCH OVERVIEW.

m'kay so -- mostly putting this together as both a quick look for new faces & a lil' refresher for those who've been following for a while but also as a general overview on not just how i run things but also on my muses, their portrayals, some blog updates, and so on! ♡ meant for clarity & hopefully ensure there's no confusion about certain things i may mention on the dash but always feel free to shoot me a message / ask for anything further! ♡

MARIA AURORA FLORES.

starting off with my main girl, my pride & joy, my sunshine incarnate. i write maria as someone very warm & with a whole mess of love to shower on those she cares about. she is achingly sweet, doting, affectionate; she adores her friends, adores her mama & sister, has a complicated relationship with her father. i've done quite a bit to flesh her out beyond what gun's put out for her in the slightest & i love where she's grown over the months since adding her onto the roster. she is my main / primary muse -- so know i constantly yap and ramble about her, i have headcanons and lore posts sprinkled all over the blog & the archived blog. i love & adore her as a muse and she's become both incredibly special to me & easily one of my absolute favorite characters to write as. that being said, with how much i've added to her, i view my portrayal of her as more oc at this point than a character of gun -- unfridged my girl, yanked her away from them and took off with her lmao alot of what i've built with her was both greatly helped by the dynamics weaved together with my affiliates / mains' portrayals which i'll get to later on ♡ but know some things may not carry over into interactions between my maria & any duplicates of my affiliates' muses!

ANA FLORES.

i haven't gone through much writing for ana yet -- but know when i do speak of ana in a general sense on here? i am specifically referring to my own ana & my personal flores' family lore! if i refer to other ana's in future posts i'll most likely note so either by, for example, ' renee's ana ' or if its to that point in plotting, then with a dynamics tag on the post! otherwise assume when i'm yapping about ana in general i'm referring to my own portrayal of her by default! c: ( note that all you cute ana mutuals are still more than welcome to interact with posts about her / her & maria / the flores' ♡ just something to keep in mind if i refer to her in a general sense in posts! )

DANNY ALEJO - OSORIO.

ya'll may know our just some guy danny by gun's canon of him -- danny gaines. the danny here however is technically my own portrayal of danny gaines that i developed before he was officially dropped & we got his last name. should i interact with others writing danny gaines? i'm completely gucci with considering my danny & gaines as entirely separate characters! otherwise, the speedrun of my danny is as follows : danilo alejo-osorio is mexican-colombian, befriended maria in their early teens. he comes from a broken family with a very fractured & a.busive father, his mother returned to colombia and started another family there believing he'd have a better life staying in the states. he went through a very rough period hanging with a real shitty crowd of so-called friends, got into a shitton of fights, broke into homes and businesses with them, stole shit, broke shit, just in general not great influences. a break-in went wrong, his "friends" scattered, and he was arrested when the police showed up, and spent time in juvie for it. none of those friends ever came by. his father didn't, none of his family did. maria, her mother and ana, instead, were his constant visitors. and it was her coming to see him, her encouragement and push for him to do better is what finally made him realize he needed to turn his shit around. at the point of maria going missing & the house, danny's going to trade school by the southern coast for ship & underwater welding courses & training. he & maria are best friends. he is her ride, die, kill. gun noted once upon a time how strong dannys' devotion to her is -- my danny is very much devoted to her. he would kill for her without hesitation -- and not in his dire au's, even, but just in general. danny would do anything for those he cares about. any of the friendgroup. my danny is gaines but stronger - thanks for coming to my t.ed talk. (:

THE FLORES FAMILY.

my personal take / lore is as follows basically : papa flores ( ramón ignacio ) & mama flores ( carmen ainara ) were long-term sweethearts whose marriage and little family seemed perfectly ideal. however, the closer that their eldest daughter, maria, got to her teen years, the sicker carmen started to become. she attempted to keep it under wraps, hush-hush from the girls' to not worry or scare them. but she was diagnosed with a lung disease ( p.ulmonary f.ibrosis fingerguns @ silver for same braincell lmao ) that is considered ( esp in the 70s likely ) to be terminal. while the girls' weren't aware of her being ill to that degree, ramon fully was. and the stress of coming to terms with his wife being sick and finding out that she may eventually pass due to it, so he claims, "caused" him to start an affair. carmen does find out, and ramon removes himself from the flores' family home to move in with his affair partner. maria, being forgiving and more gentle-hearted compared to ana, attempted to still paint him in a positive light so that ana wouldn't resent him. tried to give him the benefit of the doubt -- that he at least still did love them all. that he'd keep the promises to still be active in their lives, still show up when he said he would -- however, there's only so many excuses, so many promises broken, so many calls never ringing through, before that hope crumbles. ana would witness both her mother & maria deal with their fathers' heartbreak through closed bedroom doors, and it'd only make her despise him more for it. when maria later goes missing, ramon returns to try and help in whatever ways he can -- and ana is very unreceptive to him being there. he lost his chance in her eyes to play "dad" to them. and she makes it known clearly to him how much she resents him and reminds him he's got no place in their family, anymore. that he's there ONLY to help find maria and not to expect shit from any of them.

THE HEWITTS & THE SAWYERS.

by default, i say a giant fuck you to the difference in continuity's when it comes to the family! i write the hewitt's as an extension of the sawyer ( or, slaughter ) family tree. the hewitts & sawyers connected when luda mae married charlton hewitt sr. luda, in my personal canon, was born into the family through one of grandpa sawyers' many kids' he's taken in over his long-fuckin'-ass lifespan lmao alot of the family dynamics that are my canon here stem from lamb & i's back & forths. i find blending the various iterations of the family -- from originals to remakes etc -- as all just extended families to each other alot easier to work around and opens the door to more interactions with canons' from other versions of tcsm! c: i'm currently slow-piecing together a family tree of the hewitt-sawyers based on that blended concept. to the sawyers, luda is referred to by aunt or grandma ( sometimes ma luda, even ) and thomas is referred to as cousin tommy.

THOMAS & THE TITLE OF "L.EATHERFACE".

i was going to make this its own post but i'll add to this one instead. but with the idea of the hewitts & sawyers being just on massive family unit? of course there's the question of how the fuck do both thomas & bubba ( or other iterations of LF ) work then? i'd argue its primarily due to the fact that those who don't personally know them both don't know their actual names, and simply refer to them by the most notable feature -- the masks. with my thomas, yes, he does take faces of victims and he does wear them. however. thomas' skin condition -- flesh-eating disease / tumor growths on his face -- is why he wears his animal-leather half-mask. that half mask is his primary mask. he is almost always wearing that or varying versions of it. when thomas DOES skin someones' face to wear? it is almost always out of rage. hatred. it's done to intimidate. to unsettle. its from back in september but, one of my thomas' replies to kels notes this about thomas! the masks of both animal & human leather are still very much a part of thomas as i write him -- but, when it comes to the hewitt-sawyers being one family unit & thomas & bubba co-existing? "l.eatherface" becomes a title in a sense -- two giant motherfuckers who wear masks?? they get confused for one another. despite thomas being arguably much larger both being beefy & being 6'9 compared to bubba. they both don't really stray far from home. how often do outsiders get a chance to see them both separately let alone close to one another? likely not a common sight. it'd be very easy to spot one of them and then assume they are one in the same, honestly. that's how i go about things here, at least! it ties into more, again, of the back-&-forths lamb & i have minecrafted especially but, i'm all for altering that for specific interactions for those who don't want to meddle with all of that! (:

NANCY.

spooky momther will retain what her abilities have grown into by my personal headcanons across the board! however there are certain points to how i portray her that, from any posts about her i've made, are tied into lamb's johnny and so know that there will be differences in how she may be with other johnnys! i'm all ears to how different nancy & johnny's relationship can turn out! if theres anything i feel overlaps with other dynamics of theirs, i will let you know and we can work something else out c:

GENERAL PORTRAYAL NOTE.

mentioned it already but : all muses here are very heavily canon-divergent & built out from their canon lore by my own brainrot going wild with them all. with that in mind, i do just about consider each of my portrayals of these muses as my own oc's at this point with how much i've added onto them / built them up from literal nothing like in maria's case. i'm more than happy to either adapt how i write any of them to better fit into anyone elses' takes! and i'm more than happy to welcome more into the brainrot that i've minecrafted with the flores' or the hewitt-sawyers etc! that's something to come from plotting however! if we haven't really spoken ooc / etc then i default to a more general vision of the characters for the time being. i'm all up for taking different routes with new writing partners so please don't be shy about reaching out! c: if theres anything that conflicts with pre-existing personal lore of mine or is too similar to plots or dynamics i have already, i'll let you know and try to offer alternatives!

AFFILIATE PORTRAYALS & RELATED AU'S.

i have a few writing partners who i am affiliated with & with their respective tcsm canon muses. kels' leland, rae's connie, & lamb's johnny -- when i refer to leland/lee or connie or johnny in general on my posts, do know i am specifically referring to their portrayals as my general lore across my blog takes their muses & the dynamics built between them into account ♡ like i mentioned in ana's lil section, i'll start to make note in posts when i am referring to duplicate johnnys / lelands / connie's / etc for when im mentioning others' portrayals specifically! by default though i am always referring to my affiliates' portrayals when i post c: just wanted to clarify that though in case it was at all confusing or unclear ♡ affiliate verses here are as follows so far : - cold case ( cc / maria's dire au ; with lamb's johnny ) - no one saved you / we saved us ( nosy / wsu / maria & leland's joint dire au ; with kels' leland & lamb's johnny ) - oath binded ( maria & johnny's red string & reincarnation au / with lamb's johnny ) and then the still babiest dire au for my danny, - choke chained ( with lamb's johnny ). these verses, for me, are strictly worked with lamb ( & with kels for nosy/wsu ) -- meaning i'm not writing in them or doing similar au's with other portrayals of johnnys or lelands! again in case i haven't been clear on it before and it causes any confusion or anything! ♡

MARIA & JOHNNY.

i am not going to be shipping maria in any romantic / intimate sense nor am i open to any prolonged captive plots & interactions with other portrayals of johnny sawyer. those types of dynamics & interactions i've decided from this point on to close that for my maria to lamb's johnny ( @johnnysslaughter ) ♡ there has been a lot of plotting & build up between my portrayal of maria & lamb's portrayal of johnny and their varying dynamics across verses / au's and their different trajectories. and because of how many different iterations of their dynamic has been pieced together, i personally am not going to be taking other plots / dynamics with other johnny's that fall under the same umbrella as the dynamic between our maria & johnny do -- again meaning, i personally won't be shipping romantically / intimately nor will I take on plots that run parallel to cold case / no one saved you re: maria being taken captive for a prolonged period of time with other johnnys. alot of this decision on my part is very much due to how much we have developed them together -- another big part of it is my trust & comfort level with lamb to explore those dynamics between maria & johnny. this doesn't mean we are exclusive to one anothers' portrayals -- i am happy to write with other johnny's! and lamb is welcome to interact with other maria's! but from this point onward, i will only ship maria & johnny with lamb. ♡

#[ 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘦. ] ── * psa.#just to offer some clarity and to update in a sense how i run things / how my portrayals go / etc etc here!! esp for the newer faces c:#esp with how i personally structure the family in my baseline canon across the blog. bc i feel some may get confused why #i talk about the hewitts as being part of the family despite being a different iteration of them c:#i may either add onto / do an additional post at another time if i remember things i forgot to note but. for now this is fine lmao #it went longer than i intended to anyways-

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Hello! Can I ask what the dynamics with the ROs are like? Also, I love your writing! :D

Thanks, glad you liked it!

Hmm, I wouldn't exactly trust myself answering this question exactly, but I can give some of my current insight on the dynamics. A lot of this will continue to be fleshed out as I write the "romance" tinted scenes. (I'm also not certain about what exactly you are looking for so hopefully my answer helps!) (I'm also going to try not to spoil much in these answers, but all the same they could give insights that you don't get with the game and by extension spoil certain things. You have been warned.)

Everix: Everix is very caring, in a soft way, preferring subtle gestures and displays of affections. They have a noble upbringing and some traditional views on relationships as a result, reigning in their emotion as most nobles are taught to do. More specific to the MC, the rune that gives them power over the MC unsettles them quite a lot. Furhermore, the situation the MC is in Everix sympathizes with quite a lot. They worry for the MC and see themself in them (at least at the start). The exact details of how the relationship will be a little up in the air depending on the MC. Any same sex relationships will furthermore be Everix's first relationship of that type and will be addressed.

Hayes: Hayes is a lot more forward with their intentions, preferring to "live a little" while they still can. They, like Everix, have a noble upbringing, yet buck against most of the decorum they were taught, but not necessarily the "keep your emotions in check" part. While Hayes may be quick to flirt with people and even enjoy one-night stand type relationships, they do not actually open up any more then that (at least haven't in their past). For their relationship/attraction to the MC, they are interested in the thrill that pursuing the MC gives them. The fear they experience around the MC brings something to their attraction that is different from the other people Hayes has had interest in. Hayes themself is a very physical person, showing affection through touch, both platonically and romantically. A lot of how Hayes will address their fears and desires for the MC will come later as the relationship develops.

Sam: Sam completely avoids emotional attachment to people and has since the MC was imprisoned. (This goes doubly so for a Sam that the MC admitted they loved romantically in the past). It will take a lot for the MC to get Sam to be willing to open up, let alone actually commit to a relationship. As the MC can learn, Sam has never been in a relationship (outside of a possible one with the MC). As you might be able to glean, Sam before the MC's imprisonment was fiery, passionate and a overbearing optimist and in their past possible relationship Sam would've been eager to do just about anything with the MC, as long as they did it together. But if that Sam will return is a mystery.

Quinn: Quinn has very different approaches to relationships then the other characters. Mainly stemming from her species. Being an Estriel, she outlives most of the other mortals around her and since she has chosen to leave her home she rarely associates with other Estriel. This of course has made it so that she doesn't truly connect with those she dates or gets with. At least not openly, most of the time hiding her true feelings or masking them, to attempt to save herself later. This was the case with Morganna's parents, despite the fact she did care for them a lot, she knew that they'd die long before she did, so tempered her own feelings for them. With the MC, she sees opportunity. The MC being something she has dedicated her life so far to studying, spending as much time with and learning as much as she can about the MC is something she wants. She is more then willing to enter a relationship with the MC to learn more. But at the same time, while it hasn't been proven, Quinn hypothesizes that Corruptants are immortal, so potentially she wouldn't need to temper her feelings towards them.

Maverick: Growing up surrounded by "family" in the cult cell he was in, isolated Maverick from a proper experience surrounding all things relationship. Add onto the alienation he faced due to his visions and status in the cult and Maverick has absolutely zero experience and similar levels of knowledge on dealing with feelings of attraction. The Cult's "sex-ed" is unsurprisingly not really focused on and thus Maverick is partly unaware of how/why he feels a lot of the way he feels. Mavericks own quiet and anxious personality don't really help him when it comes to admitting or addressing those feelings, and like Sam, a relationship with the MC will be the first/only one he has had up to the point. A lot of the relationship will be exploring that but even more specific to the MC is his worship/deification of the MC. Maverick will do basically whatever the MC says, but views the MC completely "untouchable"/out of his league. A romance with him will have to explore these types of themes.

Again, I'm not sure exactly about these types of things, and a lot of expansion will come when I write the scenes. Hopefully this answered your question!

I'll also add that while this story has character interaction and will have more romance, it is not a romance story, so I apologize in advance if I'm not that good at writing that type of stuff.

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"Us Against The World"

The long awaited bj one shot that I've been working on and off since October.

This became more than intended and I absolutely love how it turned out. There's plot, their relationship dynamic, and of course some smut. What originally started out as a 1700 word skeleton turned into a 2600 word fic that I'm extremely proud of! I haven't written anything this long in awhile. It feels good to know I can still accomplish something like this.

And expect more Havik and Cori content! I love these two and will continue to write for them. Let me know if you have questions about them.

Thank you to the lovely @brittlecakes92 for beta reading and listening to me complain about my writing. And for smacking me around when I needed it!

#84 ‘Make-Up’ on my lover100 prompt table

Word count: 2,650

MK story tag list: @bihanspookies

Warnings: N/S/F/W, oral sex (male receiving), body horror at the end (It's Havik. But its not the naughty thing you're thinking!)

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“Let me take care of you.” Cori reached up to touch his face.

“No!” Havik flinched away from her gentle touch, backing up against a tree. “Don’t touch me. Don’t touch my face.”

The last thing he wants is for his little thief to be repulsed by his burnt flesh. He wouldn’t be able to handle seeing the disgust on her face. Not from her. Anyone but his Life’s Blood.

His heart jumped in his throat when soft, delicate hands forced him to look at her. Havik tried to back away, but she held him close, placing her forehead against his. He forgot how insistent and stubborn she could be.

“This face will always be dear to me.” She murmured, her thumbs caressing his cheekbones. “It doesn’t matter what you look like. If this is what makes you happy, then don’t change it. But please,” her voice held a hint of desperation, begging him to understand, “don’t pull away from me.”

Havik let out a shaky breath. A lump had formed in his throat as warmth spread throughout his chest.

How could she still say these things? After everything he’s done. The people he’s killed. The asshole sorcerers he willingly helped to build literal machines to steal souls. Amongst all the other questionable shit he did for months to help Quan Chi.

Why did she come back to him? Why didn’t she stay away when he forced her to leave?

“You shouldn’t want me, Cori. You deserve someone better.” His massive hands tangled in her inky black locks, holding her to him, breathing in her scent through his mangled nose.

She deserves so much more than what he can give her. A better man that can give her anything she asks for.

And yet, his blood boiled at the mere thought of another man touching her.

“But I can’t let you go.” Despite his burning hatred of wanting to confine this tempting creature to him, he didn’t have the willpower to see her walk away. “Not again.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” Cori whispered, nudging her nose against his exposed cartilage. Half lidded eyes never leaving his. “Let me take your mind off of everything. Let me show you how much I need you.”

Her warm tongue peeked out to trace a line against his lower teeth, asking for entrance. Tentatively, Havik’s tongue met hers, allowing her to pull him into the warm cavern of her mouth, and gave him a gentle suck. He closed his eyes and let out a low, gravely sigh. She tasted so sweet.

Their tongues swirled together in a slow sensual dance, savoring the way the other tasted. One of his hands pulled her in by her waist, pressing her soft curves against his scarred chest. While his other hand gripped her hair to tilt her head back, giving him more room to press his teeth against her lips and explore her sweet mouth, drinking in her sighs.

Everything about her was intoxicating. The way she kissed him always took his breath away. Even with his past partners, they never elicited such feelings. The world drowns out around them into muffled noise. The only coherent sound is the beating of his heart, and the beautiful sighs he consumes from her.

Fuck, he missed her. He missed every inch of her. He won’t make that same mistake again.

Havik broke the kiss to capture her plump bottom lip between his teeth, nibbling the soft, pliant flesh. One massive hand greedily roamed her body, as if making up for the time they’ve lost, feeling every familiar dip and curve.

Cori let out a surprised gasp when Havik bit down on her lip. A dark growl escaped his throat at the taste of copper that stained his tongue. He lapped it up with renewed fervor, mentally cursing himself for the pathetic moans he let out.

The taste of her blood was like a drug! Stirring his cock to life and pressing it against her stomach.

Why did she have to be so irresistible?

Havik released her swollen lip, when Cori pushed him against the tree, letting out a sharp exhale of breath. The air around them charged with electricity and the heat of their rising desire.

“I said,” Cori started, an edge to her words, hand holding him by the neck and his clothed cock. “I’ll make you feel good.”

Havik gave a dark chuckle, his jaw clicking together, when he caught that devious spark in her eyes that he adored. Oh, his sweet little thief.

The dark haired beauty trailed open mouth kisses from his jaw to his ear, sucking the lobe into her mouth. His hips twitched unbidden at all the lovely sensations she’s causing. Wet kisses travel down his neck, pausing every now and then to nip his scarred flesh.

“Harder.” Havik demanded in a gruff voice. He hates how he sounds. So pathetic and needy. Only his goddess of chaos could do that to him. Make him feel so wanted. So alive.

A delicate hand fisted into his dark locks and forcibly pulled his head to the side. A shiver ran down his spine as Cori sank her teeth into the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Havik gritted his teeth and let out a guttural growl. The pain sent a jolt of pleasure to his stiffening cock.

“Is that what you want?” She grunted through her teeth. Those lovely lips sucking a bruise into his flesh. Her hands yanking on his hair and rubbing his cock, stoking the fire that’s settling deep in his pelvis.

“Yes!” Havik whimpered as she pulled back and left another delicious bite in his neck. She gave him another and another, until she left him covered in purple bruises and a sheen of saliva.

She pulled back to admire her handiwork that he wouldn’t dream of healing from his body. The pain she inflicts on him would be displayed proudly and unabashedly.

Her lips trailed kisses down his massive chest, leaving behind a trail of heat in its wake, and continuing her sweet onslaught to his nipples. Sucking one of his dusky peaks into her mouth while she pinched and rubbed the other. Havik’s hands tangled in her raven hair, letting out gruff sighs.

Being completely lost in the pleasurable sensations, Havik didn’t feel her make quick work of his belt, until his leather faulds and purple cloth slumped to the floor. The discarded weight made him feel lighter and more vulnerable. He chuckled.

The hands of a thief.

Her kisses continued down his toned abdomen and through his pubic hair, leaving feather light caresses over his toned body. Once on her knees, she pulled his pants down far enough for his thick cock to spring out, the cool night air making him involuntarily twitch.

His cock was thick enough to where her fingertips couldn’t touch when she encircled him at the base. Darker than the rest of his skin with a big bulbous tip. Three veins run along the sides, blood continuously pulsing through them, giving it an angry appearance. And heavy balls hanging below, filled with a vicious need for her.

To others, he is a monster with an ugly cock. But to the beautiful creature in front of him, he’s perfect.

Cori gently glided her fingers down his shaft with a feather light touch, sending a shiver down his spine. A deep groan formed in his chest when her hand grasped him more firmly at the base of his shaft and stroked him to his weeping tip. The fire that gathered in his loins slowly built up with each stroke of his cock.

“Oh, I’ve missed doing this.” Cori purred. The thief glanced up at him through her lashes and smirked, as he watched her in anticipation. Smooth, velvety tongue licked him from base to tip at an agonizingly slow pace. Laving her tongue over his smooth hardness to cover every inch of him in her saliva.

“So beautiful.” Havik hunched over her short form, casting a menacing shadow. His large calloused hands framed her face, pushing her hair out of the way.

Mischievous green eyes held his gaze as her tongue darted out, teasing his slit with kitten licks and tasting the milky precum. Before enveloping him in her hot mouth, giving him a hard suck.

Deep, gravely groans escaped his throat. He could never contain his noises, less so now that his lips and cheeks were gone. There wasn’t any point in holding back now. That sinfully sweet mouth felt so good!

The wet, velvety walls of her cheeks hollowed around his throbbing cock, slowly taking him in inch by inch, getting further each time. His thick girth stretched the corners of her mouth. Her hand moved with her mouth, covering the delicious inches she couldn’t fit, and her free hand massaging his heavy sack.

“I just want to fuck a hole through your throat.” Havik growled. The heat building up in his loins got tighter with each bob of her head. His hands gripped her hair tighter, rubbing the silky locks between his fingers.

How did he get so lucky to have a woman so devoted, so loving, as her?

Everyone always saw the scary hulking figure littered with scars. Someone unworthy of all the beautiful, free things life has to offer.

Only she saw the real him. The only one who even tried to look passed his scars.

Cori released his hardened length with a wet pop, and licked a stripe down the underside to his sack.

“Ah, fuck!” Havik tilted his head back. One of his balls was engulfed into her warm mouth, her tongue curling around it as far as it could, sucking greedily.

The throaty moans she let out vibrated against his sensitive skin. She alternated between each of his balls. Taking her time sucking and licking, until saliva drenched both his sack and her face.

Fuck, she’s going to be the death of him. Havik couldn’t help the strained sighs escaping his throat. The sloppy mess she’s making of his cock is getting him harder. Needier.

Then he felt her hand lift his sack and her tongue traveled southwards. Havik let out a surprised groan and jumped when he felt her tongue tickle his puckered hole. He wrenched her back by the hair to find a coy smirk beaming at him. If he didn’t stop her, he was going to blow his load like a prepubescent boy!

Havik peered at her with glazed over eyes, adoration mixed with pleasure, and saliva dripping from his open maw.

“Open your mouth.”

Cori stuck out her tongue to catch a drip of his spit.

A shudder ran down his spine. Why does she have to be so damn tempting?

With a breathy growl, he plunged his cock into her greedy mouth, making her sputter at the sudden fullness.

“You feel so fucking good.” His thrusts were rough and deep. Each one hitting the back of her throat, eliciting a gag.

Soft hands, that are used to cracking open safes and the walls around his dead heart, desperately held onto his hips.

“Just wanna pump you full of my cum ‘til you drown in it.” His throat hoarse from the ragged growls leaving his destroyed maw. He never means the vulgar things he says during their stolen moments of intimacy. But fuck, he needed to get it out!

The air was filled with ragged breaths and gagging noises as Havik thrust down her throat. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to keep up with his brutal demand for release.

“Why do you make me want you? Why can’t I live without you?” He snarled between heavy pants. The ball of heat was getting tighter in his pelvis, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he would release.

He can’t peel his eyes away from her face. That gorgeous face he got used to seeing when he woke up and went to sleep. Watching every emotion cross her face. The adoring smiles she sent his way. The cocky smirks when she rushed head first into a heist. The angered sneers when someone pisses her off. Even the way she cries was a sight to behold.

His heart clenched.

“I need you.” He moaned pathetically.

Half lidded green eyes chanced a look at him with something akin to adoration and need. One of her skillful hands massaged his balls, while she swallowed around his tip.

That was all it took for the damn to break. Havik’s body shuddered, a primal growl erupting from deep in his chest. His balls clenched tightly as he released rope after rope of white cum down her throat, Cori sputtered and gagged, trying to drink in every drop she could. Every nerve ending in his body came alive and tingled with a pleasurable electricity as he rode out his release.

He collapsed against the tree, panting heavily from the euphoric exertion, his now soft cock slipping from her mouth. His body felt boneless from the blessed ecstasy she brought him as his knees buckled under him and slid down the rough bark.

Havik felt his heart slamming in his ribcage as his body slowly worked on coming down its intense high, his breaths coming out hot and heavy. After a few moments, he cracked open his eyes to see himself face to face with his sensual little thief.

Her inky black hair was a disheveled mess. Eyelashes clumped together from the tears that ran down her face and stained her cheeks. Some of his seed managed to drip down her chin, mixing in with her saliva as she wiped it away with the back of her hand.

“Beautiful.” Havik breathed out. She was an absolute mess. But he loved it.

Cori let out a chuckle and gave him a captivating smile. “I’m sure I look like a disaster.”

He reached up and jabbed his hands into his chest, blood splattering over his arms and abdomen. The sickening noise of muscle being ripped apart and bones crunching together, as he pried open his ribcage to reveal his beating heart.

The raven haired beauty watched him, entranced by the beating muscle. The steady thump, thump, thump of his heart was the only noise that could be heard in the silent night air. Slowly, she moved closer, almost as if being drawn in by the rhythmic sound.

“Touch it.” Havik murmurs, barely above a whisper.

In the time that he’s known her, he’s never seen her hands waver. Always so confident and cock sure under pressure, her hands completely steady when she picks locks and disarms traps.

And yet, as she raised a tentative hand towards his open chest, he watched it tremble uncontrollably. Havik reaches over, his hand dwarfing her own, and guides it towards his heart. It beats faster when she gingerly brushes against it, thrumming with excitement.

“You see what you do to me?” Havik moans as Cori gently touches it again, not removing her hand this time. The look of pure affection and tenderness in her gaze made his breath hitch in his throat. “Do you see how much I need you? No one else has made me feel these..things. These..emotions.”

Loving green eyes turned to him, his heart thumping wildly in her hand.

“Cori.” He whispered, voice full of longing. “Life’s Blood.”

“Havik.” Tears beaded her eyes. She leaned her forehead against his, still holding his heart.

“I know you can’t forgive me for what I’ve done. But I can’t…I can’t let you go. Not again.” Why is he crying?

Her hand gently caresses his mangled cheekbone, forcing him to look in her eyes.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m with you, through all of this.” She reassured him. “It’s us against the world, baby.”

“Us against the world.”

#mk character x oc #OC: Cori Graye #Cori Graye #Cori Graye X Havik #lover100 prompts #n/s/f/w #n/s/f/t #mk havik x oc #havik x oc #ship: life’s blood

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How to Edit Your Novel (Pt. 1)

If you haven't finished writing your first draft yet, feel free to save this for future use :) If you HAVE finished first drafting (BIG CONGRATS! That's a massive accomplishment, and I hope you're super proud of yourself ❤️ ), I really hope this helps you!

There's a lot to get into regarding editing, so this post will focus on more macro edits while part 2 will focus on micro edits.

Reread

In my opinion, one of the MOST IMPORTANT parts of editing is rereading your own book.

I highly recommend printing out your book into a physical copy. Generally, you can print out hundreds of pages at the copy or stationery shop (e.g. Staples), and then put them in a 3-ring binder.

For presets, I highly recommend at least 12 pt. font and DOUBLE-SPACED!!! This is so you can annotate easily DIRECTLY between lines on the paper while you're rereading. For me, I annotate with a red pen. The biggest things to focus on for a first reread are:

Plot + subplots! Example questions:

What things don't make sense?

What things don't you like?

(Spec fiction specific, mostly) Any worldbuilding issues, like no introduction to the cool fantasy gadgets, lore not matching up, or no logistical possibilities (e.g. how do gladiators in your book use modern flush toilets when the world is based on Ancient Rome?)?

Is anything too confusing?

Unnecessary scenes?

Issues with important plot beats (e.g. inciting incident too late, climax too early, etc. depending on how you want your story to flow)?

Characters! Example questions:

Is the development clear?

Are their personalities, motivations, and backstories fleshed out?

Do they have distinct voices that can be relatively easily distinguished in dialogue?

Are their names/appearances/personalities too similar, causing confusion?

Do you have too many or too few characters?

Are the character/group dynamics organic, significant to the plot, and enjoyable to read?

Other things to get picky with include:

tone, mood, voices, general atmosphere

prose issues like dialogue, description, etc.

plot discontinuities (e.g. John has blue eyes in Chapter 4, but in Chapter 6, he has green eyes)

grammar

Go in with your red pen and do whatever you want, as long as you can clearly read what you scribble. Let yourself go wild with *circle* "GRAMMAR ERROR!" or *underline* "STRANGE CHARACTER INTERACTION" or *large bracket spanning paragraph* "BAD SCENE!" Don't worry about making it look "aesthetic," just go for it in whichever way is most efficient for you.

However, for your first reread, or just an earlier one, focusing on the big picture things should be your first priority! Imagine tweaking the prose in one chapter for it to read like the love child of Victor Hugo and Charles Dickens, but then you realize the chapter doesn't serve the plot at all and needs to be cut...

Revision

After rereading, it's time to revise. Revision is the BIG PICTURE, GENERAL edit! Remember those issues that you found? Now, you're actively brainstorming how to fix them. This is not the REWRITING stage yet—that comes after!

Refer back to the list of questions above, and find solutions. I like to do this in a systematic method where I make a table (in this case, using Notion):

You can make this in any spreadsheet software, or even just create columns in a doc or on paper. I sort it by the ISSUE, SOLUTION IDEAS, TYPE OF ISSUE (e.g. character development, worldbuilding), and STATUS (done?).

Of course, doing this in a linear fashion is also fine, where you directly go down the chronological plot order. However, I would suggest separately brainstorming for each issue before you begin this step.

For example:

ISSUE: Heist is too easy and underwhelming

IDEAS:

Increased number of trained security personnel + improved tech (e.g. city hired guards who were former thieves themselves, security cameras, classic laser beams protruding from walls, a door with more locks and a very hard constitution)

In the thief group, more tension between each other -> harder for them to all cooperate and coordinate, leading to some things going wrong

Decreased competence of certain thieves, or just careless mistakes (e.g. tripping, coughing because of dust and attracting attention, not scaling a wall properly, etc.)

After you comb through all the issues like this (or however much effort each issue warrants), you'll find yourself at the REWRITING step! We'll cover that next time :)

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I used to dread revising, especially after I'd finished the first draft of my first novel, but now, I quite like the process :) Yesterday, I just finished re-plotting an improved version of my story after LOTS of revising through 4 drafts! I can 100% say that no matter how difficult it is, a thorough revision is totally worth it!!!

OH! Also, goes without saying, but that spreadsheet revision example is NOT a real project hahaha

Hope this was helpful, and let me know if you have any questions by commenting, re-blogging, or DMing me on IG. Any and all engagement is appreciated :)

Happy writing, and have a great day!

- grace <3

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i never thought of stan/tweek before but you got me hella interested in the dynamic.. /pos

ahem...allow me to explain my lore behind this ship-

So I started shipping Steek not long after I joined the SP fandom, it was completely be accident if I'm being honest. I was trying to come up with a Stan-centric fic idea that would be based off the You're Getting Old/Assburgers episodes because I thought those episodes were really good and I love Stan!

I knew I wanted to make it a ship fic but I didn't know who to ship him with. When I first joined the fandom the only Stan ship I really knew about was Style but I didn't want to write it as a Style fic which left me searching for another Stan ship to use and I admittedly went to whatever Stan x Tweek was.

I went straight to Tweek because he's my favorite character but I didn't know anything about Steek, I didn't even know if it was a thing. So I did some research about it and found that there was some content out there but not a lot. The idea I came up with was pretty cute in my opinion and I'll link the two versions I have of the fic in case you haven't read them yet but would like to.

As I continued to dive further into the fandom and more specifically Steek, the ship quickly became my OTP which brings me to today where I can not shut up about them. They are literally all I think about and they bring me so much joy that all I want to do is create more content for them.

I can't decide whether I'm shocked or not that more people don't consider Stan and Tweek. The people that I've come across that don't like the ship usually dislike it for two reasons. The first reason is because they don't like the idea of shipping Tweek with anyone other than Craig which you can't really do anything about because haters are going to hate.

The second reason I've seen is because canon-wise Stan wasn't exactly the nicest to Tweek so people think he would be too mean to Tweek. Personally, I completely disagree with that. Sure Stan is a little shit and there were times when he was a little hard on Tweek but so was Kyle and yet I see a lot of Twyle content out there. There were also times where Stan was nice to Tweek like when he said he liked him better than he liked Butters (although I don't know if that's saying much) or when he tried to assure Tweek that things would be okay when Tweek didn't make enough paper hats in Free Hat.

Also, in seasons 2, 3 and 6, the main 4 weren't really fleshed out that much (at least in my opinion but I know others feel the same way) so of course Stan is going to act like a little boy who's a jerk, that's basically what all the main kids were in the earlier seasons. Now we have more of a personality for him but we haven't been able to really see how that would work with Tweek.

Besides, you can't really go off of canon here because Stan and Tweek barely interact with each other. I feel like for most South Park ships you can't go off of canon except for little background moments or like two or three lines that two characters happen to exchange. I see a lot of people say how do people ship this? or they barely interact and it's more about what they could be rather than what they actually are, at least in my opinion.

And also, if they hate each other than why not have enemies to lovers Steek???

Also I'm not trying to say that anyone's opinions or invalid by pointing these reasons out. I myself have ships that I don't like but I know others do. Even though their reasoning for liking that ship may not appeal to me, I still respect those opinions so I hope that you will respect mine too!! I'm not trying to call anyone out lol 😊😊

The number one reason why I probably ship these two is because they are both my favorite SP characters, one being Tweek and two being Stan (sometimes I find them being tied though) but I DO think they would work well together.

They both seem to be more in touch with their emotions versus Craig and Kyle who are more in touch with their logical sides. Because of this, I feel like Stan and Tweek would understand each other pretty well. I can't imagine either of them being hard on each other or not listening to each other when they're having their issues because they both have experience with not being listened to (Stan with Kyle in You're Getting Old/Assburgers and Tweek in Put It Down, and also not being listened to by their parents). I feel like they could sympathize with each other because of that and even though they might get frustrated with one another, I think they would try their best to understand and help.

I also find that they seem to have a lot in common. They both seem to have a love for animals, they both seem to like music and they both like legos. I think those would be things that they would bond over and have fun together with.

I can see them fitting into a lot of relationship dynamics (going off of Pinterest lol). Again they could be enemies to lovers if you want both of them (or at least Stan) to be little pricks. I can see them both being little jerks that only like each other plus a select group of people. I can see them as the nerd x jock trop with both of them in either role but preferably jock Stan x nerd Tweek. I'm in LOVE with the idea of goth Stan x sweetheart Tweek, I saw this comic about it on Pinterest and I think it's the cutest thing I've ever seen. They DEFIENTLY fit the moon x sun dynamic! There's more but I can basically imagine them in any trope/dynamic, maybe it's because they can actually work together or maybe it's because I'm forcing it too much.

You probably shouldn't have sent me this ask if you were looking for a short reply because I will literally take any chance I get to go on a rant about these two! 😂😂 I just love Steek so much and I really wish more people would be open to it. I have seen a little surge in the content for the pairing, like there's a few fanfictions that have come out and I've seen some new artwork for them. I think there's a lot of people that are interested in the pairing or are at least open to it but not enough to engage themselves in the content, if that makes sense. That's why I've made it my goal to try and produce as much content for the ship as possible, the soul purpose being that I want more people to pay attention to them. Call me selfish I guess-

I don't know how you came upon my blog but if you want to, here's some of my favorite Steek things if you'd like to take a look:

I Can't Handle Change Version 1 - By Moi

I Can't Handle Change Version 2 - By Moi

Goth Stan x Sweetheart Tweek Comic - By Unknown

Drawing - By @ari-nee-23

Drawing - By @kvsagi

Drawing - By Unknown

Drawing - By @naitosutan

Drawing - By @kingukairu

Lastly, did you know that Stan has canonically given Tweek a rose?

That's all. Sorry for such a long response again, I couldn't restrain myself from writing an essay. Hope you liked the response and thanks for the asks, it made me so happy as soon as I saw it! Have a great day anon!! ❤️❤️❤️

#sorry for such a long response #i know not everyone is into that #but i just had to rant #tell me your desperate without telling me your desperate #😂😂#i'll take any chance i get to talk about steek #asks #steek #sp steek #thanks for the ask!!

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Who is your OC that is the most fleshed out? Anything you care to share about them? What is a small detail about them that you rarely think about?

*Asks are sent for fun, no pressure to answer within a certain amount of time or at all.*

Ooh, um... That's probably Meira Winchester, my Dean/Cas/Gabe baby who's the star of a (currently) four book series over on Ao3 XD

She's the only one of my Next Gen OCs that not only has a family, childhood trauma, and general personality traits, but also relatively well fleshed-out friends, hobbies, a favourite weapon, and a college degree. (Although, by that standard, my flame-retardant SmoAce baby would come in a pretty close second, but since I'm currently reworking her entire backstory, I'm not sure she really counts right now... I'm working on it XD)

Um... Most of what I want to share about her is already in the fic I'm writing, tbh XD Honestly, the thing I haven't talked about much yet that I really want to is her friends; Azura, Jack, and Lucy. Only Azura's been mentioned in the fic so far, but the four of them have become my babies, and I love their dynamic together so much (they all of them think they're the Only Sane Man, and they're all fucking wrong XD)

But, uhh... I suppose I think it's really interesting that Meira is... at least the third (possibly fourth or fifth) in a line of my OCs who are recklessly confident social butterfly daddy's girl eldest daughters who've been condemned for something out of their control and who end up in a queer-platonic polycule with their main friend group. I'm honestly not sure what that says about me as a writer or as a person, but it's gotta say something XD

(There's Meira Winchester, of course, Gol D. Morgana and Altaria Lokdon, and then also possibly Phoenix Halliwell and Jennifer Strange... and Wei Feihao probably counts once she recovers from the childhood trauma... possibly a few others who aren't really well fleshed out enough to count, but... I can feel them taking shape that way and laughing at myself for being so damn predictable XD)

The detail that I keep forgetting and then have to remind myself of is that Meira went to college and got a degree in anthropology. It honestly wasn't a planned part of her backstory, it just came up as I was writing and I realised she would have gone to college, given the opportunity, and she would have loved it. And she would have wanted to study people, but things like sociology and psychology and such really didn't feel right, so in the end I settled on anthropology.

It keeps slipping my mind all the time, and then I'm like 'oh yeah that happened' and, honestly? I think that's probably how Meira would be about it, too, so XD

#asks #my OCs #Supernatural #Trapped in the Amber #kind of #Meira Winchester #I make so many next gen OCs #so so many #love this ask by the way #ask me about my OCs!#I could talk about them 'til the cows come home

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Hi! This is the same anon who asked about the Odysseus in White Silk series! Thank you so much for answering and sharing your works with us! For what it might be worth I really enjoyed all the fics in the series (and the time travel one shot)-I haven't read all the books but I really enjoyed the world you built with the characters, I think the stories all flowed well together! And I also love fics with Daniel's daughters, that would have definitely been interesting to read (I enjoyed your inclusion of them in the series and I liked the evolution of their dynamics with Armand as well, the funeral scene in Trojan Horse still hits me!) I definitely enjoyed the reddit post fic tho, I enjoyed the way you crafted the comments and people trying to put pieces together, esp with the last little warning comment from Louis lmao thank you again for sharing your thoughts! Could I also ask about Mid-Youth Crisis? I know that isn't finished yet but I'd love to hear more thoughts on it if you're comfortable! Thank you again!

YEAH OF COURSE OMG

so it’s unfinished only in the sense that there’s a sequel i’m still writing, but i can tell you that the sequel is set in dubai and it’s two parts — one rashda, one armand 👁️👁️ also a fun fact is that the first fic is obviously POV dani so from her perspective, it’s a hot and kind of weird hookup. from ARMAND’s perspective, however, she is like a watery mess at the brink of tears of the whole time. she’s reached her limit. she’s dani deprived. i think in this universe, armand probably “let her go” and wiped her memories when she found out dani was pregnant from a hookup or something? idk. it’s not super fleshed out bc it’s primarily a pornfic lmao. but it wasnt because of an argument, dani didnt ask to leave, and armand didnt want to let her go. kind of like my odysseus in white silk universe — i dont think thats what happened in the show, but it’s easy to write lmao

#thank you 🥺#ask game #re: mothmage fic

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bowtasticguy · 9 months

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This Is The Part Where The Chaingunners Kill Us: An analysis of classic Doom design and gamefeel

Recently I have started going through historic FPS games to get a better feel for how they progressed as a genre. Throughout December and January I went through Half-Life and its sequels, and on this month I played Doom. Most specifically I played the original, the extra episode Thy Flesh Consumed, Doom 2 and the Final Doom expansions (TNT Evilution and Plutonia Experiment to those unaware)

Throughout this I like to believe I developed some understanding of what makes Doom maps enjoyable, and so I'd like to take a moment to structure those thoughts.

Now it is worth noting that, for the purposes of this text, I am not going to criticize Doom's technical details. By all means it's a borderline miracle it got developed at the time, Carmack, Romero and Taylor are wizards for what they've done. No, this is just about design.

So, with that setup out of the way, let's get started:

Doom is a very simple game at its core. Run around, make it to the exit, and shoot anything that moves on your way there. Now, this is not meant to be a disparaging remark, any good game has a core this simple. It's the job of the foundation to be uncomplicated.

Now the matter of contention is how to build on that foundation. This may seem like a controversial opinion, but the brunt of the weight to make the game interesting is not the weapons. They feel good to use, to be sure, with only the exception of the normal shotgun I think. They're incredible templates that set the stage for all future FPS games, but they're not all that interesting on their own. I'd argue only 2 weapons actually have some nuance, those being the BFG, with its tracer gimmick, and the rocket launcher, with its splash damage.

So this means the heavy weight will have to be pulled by the enemies and the levels, so let's start with the enemies.

The Enemies

I'm not going to give you an in depth list of every enemy, but I'll start with a distinction between two types that on its own already achieves an incredible dynamic when it comes to target prioritization. That being, of course, the difference between projectile and hitscan

Projectile enemies, as the name implies, shoot projectiles at you. As with any projectiles, these are objects that have a certain amount of speed which makes them travel towards their destination. The mere fact that it is an object in the game world, regardless of speed, means you have a chance to dodge, no matter how slim. These enemies are a test of your movement prowess. Pictured here is me dodging an imp projectile.

Hitscan enemies, however, simply aim in an area, scan if you're there, and if you are, they hit. There is no projectile or dodging, if you are where they aim, you take damage, simple as that. However, they work on line of sight, meaning that if you go behind cover they can't hit you anymore. They're meant to keep you moving and cover sightlines that force you to seek other routes. Pictured here is me getting hit by a hitscanner. As you can see, its attack animation is not yet done, I was hit instantly.

When it comes to enemy variety the hitscanners are definitely the least interesting, being essentially sequentially more powerful versions of each with a single exception to this, the Archvile. The Archvile works a bit differently from the other hitscanners, rather than just aiming and shooting, it controls the whole area over which it looks. If you see fire and don't get to cover in about 3 seconds, you take extreme amounts of damage.

The projectile monsters make up for it with a few quirks, like the Mancubbi shooting to the sides, as if to punish you for moving, and the Revenants having their homing missiles. There are plenty of enemies to make you consider your approach to any given fight, so let's talk priorities.

The game will often try to force your priorities. There's a type of enemy I haven't mentioned, Melee, populated by two enemy types, the Pinky and the Lost Soul. There are also the Spectres but mechanically they're just Pinkies that are a bit harder to see. The Lost Souls, in the meantime, charge at you. They're small, but far more durable than you would at first expect, and they can easily swarm you due to being spawned endlessly by the Pain Elemental.

These melee enemies are the perfect support for a game like Doom. Enemy prioritization is half the game, and trying to hit someone past a group of pinkies is hard enough but add a Lost Soul charging at you when you think you have a clear shot and you're gonna end up killing yourself with the rocket you fire.

However, when you have room to maneuver, the main threat will always be hitscanners. Though they have the least potential damage (sometimes, it's a bit inconsistent), their sure-hit is more dangerous than any projectile monster, Revenants with their homing missiles are remarkably less dangerous in an arena because you can simply outrun the missiles, but you cannot outrun bullets.

Outside of arenas, the priority changes slightly depending on the level structure. Lots of corners make hitscanners much less dangerous. It also doesn't help projectiles but hitscanners are especially affected, in that situation you might even want to target melees, as corners have no bearing on their threat level.

To conclude and summarize this segment: I think the enemy design in Doom is great. Almost every enemy has their own niche and hitscanners are a great supportive class that is capable of brutally locking down areas and applying pressure on the player by simply being within line of sight.

Now let's talk levels

Doom levels come in many shapes and sizes. Some of them are fairly linear, where you don't really have to consider areas you've been through and you're just a relentlessly advancing murder machine, some are a little more convoluted with switch hunting and looking for keys as you walk around, while others are... Charitably, big directionless squares.

I am not very fond of the last ones. They are mostly used in city settings and those are maps I take issue with, as they are easy to get lost in and offer little to no actual objective from the start. You don't know what you're aiming for or where to go, you're just in a square city, getting sniped from windows all over.

If your level has a big arrow to point the player in the right direction, it is not a good level.

But I've only just begun to unravel the thread on the unfun decisions that Doom makes for some of its maps, and the biggest culprits are, by far, the Final Doom expansions. That's the reason I named this whole analysis what I did, because their decisions just buried themselves into my mind and refused to let go.

Team TNT and the Casali brothers endeavored to create hard games, something difficult to keep the challenge seekers of Doom sated, and while they succeeded at times there were fatal failings that utterly tanked my enjoyment of these levels, and it all comes down to one thing.

I would like you to go back and remind yourselves of the praise I gave hitscanners. Now throw it all away, we won't need it anymore. Observe:

Here's a fun fact about hitscanners. I haven't looked at the code so I can't say what their real range is, but, in practical terms, it is infinite. If you see them, they see you, and if they see you, they can hit you.

At the end of this hallway lie 8 Chaingunners, they are currently behind a Cacodemon for cover. I can see them, they can see me. They can hit me. I, however, have ammo to worry about. So what are my options?

I approach, and the Chaingunners pelt me with shots, each having a max damage of 15 according to the wiki, but the most I took notice of taking at a time was 12. There's some health on the way so you maybe won't die crossing to the other side, but you will be severely injured.

I shoot them from a distance, but the autoaim doesn't help much from this range, I must waste ammo trying to aim, and because they're so far away it's hard to see their hitstun so I have no idea if I'm actually hitting them or not. Even if I bring a rocket launcher from another level they have plenty of space to move around so it's unlikely to hit many at a time.

The only cover I have is to my right or the Cacodemon, I have to go through the hall while being riddled by bullets and shot by my own cover which won't last long against them either. And do you want to guess what lies at the end?

See that Chaingunner on the pillar? There's one on the other side too. And they get infinitely resurrected by hidden Archviles you can't hit. Throughout nearly the ENTIRE map, these two will keep harrassing you because of the grid windows into the room they're in, windows which let bullets through.

When chaingunners are in reach of the player the designers find ways of making them the bane of your existence all the same.

This room is the very antithesis of what Doom represents. Doom is an aggressive and fast game, you're the one that's attacking most of the time. Sometimes you're expected to be more defensive, it would only stand to reason to turn things on the player like that, but at those points your defense is your movement.

No movement in this room will save you. No, you're going to get mowed down if you try to advance, even if you make it to one of those pillars for "cover" you're going to get shot from all directions anyways. The most efficient solution is to go back out, peek around the corner, and little by little clear the room one end to the other.

The process is not very fun.

This overuse of Chaingunners is prevalent throughout the entirety of both expansions, and their inconsistency is plain to see. Sometimes they start firing instantly, costing you half your health, sometimes they just wander around when they have a clear shot, sometimes they give you just enough time to react. Sometimes.

Hitscanner ambushes are like this. Archviles are the sole exception because they have a set amount of time until their attack goes off, but the other hitscanners can very easily hit you without giving you time to react. That's not a reaction test or a matter of skill, that's a health tax. A costly one at times.

And on the topic of Chaingunner inconsistency, let's talk about how Doom, in general, is inconsistent. This isn't an expansion issue, it's one that's observed in basically every game.

Liquids that harm you in some levels don't in others. Certain assets sometimes are switches and other times mere decorations. I understand they were working with very limited storage but readability will ALWAYS be more important than aesthetic, and in their pursuit of aesthetic ID made an utterly unreadable game. When I look at a river of lava I cannot think "I shouldn't step there" I need to think "I wonder if I can step on it" and that's not how things should work past your first encounter with any element in a game.

I think the level Hunted from the Plutonia Experiment showcases this the best. This level interferes with the very working of DOORS. Now that isn't to say I don't understand the rationale behind it, but the fact is that it is extremely poorly explained!

As the level name implies you are being hunted down by enemies within a maze. The design of how the doors work is actually rather ingenious. Unlike other doors which can be activated through switches or interacting with them, these activate through triggers signaled by those grey lines on the sides. This makes sense, if you're being hunted you want the door open by the time you get there.

However, by the time you are introduced to this mechanic, you have already seen these 12 Archviles teleport out of this room, and are rightfully operating under the assumption that they're out to get you. You may have bigger concerns on your mind than how the doors work if you think you're being hunted like this.

So at this point you may be wondering:

Does this guy even HAVE something positive to say about Doom?

And yes, I do in fact! I just have a much easier time elaborating on negative feelings than positive ones. It's easier for me to pinpoint what I dislike rather than what I like, but that doesn't mean I'm clueless about it.

Personally, I think Doom is at its best in short linear maps, where you just need to worry on the combat rather than backtracking for keys and switches. I think it excels at being a run and gun with good arenas. The gunplay is incredibly good, I need the levels to focus on that over other things.

That is not to say levels should be a straight line, exploration should be a significant part of any doom game, and I think more than anything it's important to entice the player into exploring. This soul orb on the left is a perfect example. It's a carrot on a stick approach that works for most secrets. It's something fully visible but out of reach, something you want that would make your life easier.

I think this is the best kind of secret, as it becomes sort of a puzzle, using the map and your own perception to try and figure out the path to get to the item.

However that does not mean I dislike texture secrets, it feels good to be rewarded for your perception, though there have been plenty of times when I thought a texture was a secret only to find it was a random difference to add variety.

Going back to the topic of level size, while I do prefer small levels, there are some big ones that I also quite enjoy, and how it comes to happen is very simple.

The good big levels have a strong sense of segmentation. Nothing bleeds together, they are simply a bunch of different sectors around a pseudo hub area that you need to solve, simple as that. In this one, for example, the inverted cross is the hub. From it you get all these different areas, and then you move on to the circle arena on the top left of the hub.

That arena leads to a large linear area where you're unlikely to get lost, and to another arena that leads to the exit. Since every area is so clearly self contained you run no risk of running around a big open field looking for keys or somesuch, it's a straightforward sequence.

To conclude and summarize this segment: Doom maps are at their best when they have well defined constraints and segments, whether in linearity or by creating a hub you can familiarize yourself with. Big open fields, long hallways where you have no room for maneuvering or cover, or overabundance of hitscanners ruins the gamefeel and makes traversal and navigation not fun. The inconsistency of switches and damaging floors creates an ever present feeling of second guessing yourself that doesn't feel fair within the confines of the game.

In Conclusion: Doom is rightfully one of the most influential games of all time, the gunplay and enemy designs are incredible, I can see how they'd form the template for basically every FPS to even dare to exist for a good few years. However, in experiencing it myself, I found myself disappointed by its allegedly legendary level design. There are an incredible amount of good levels, to be sure, but a considerable portion were exercises in directionlessness, frustration, and unfair damage. In playing this, I have gained greater insight into FPS enemies, more than anything else, and how their positioning can turn otherwise good enemy design into something that causes only a feeling of infuriation.

#doom 2 #final doom #doom #the plutonia experiment #tnt evilution #analysis #game analysis #game design #video games #level design #This took me unreasonably long #Longest analysis yet #With the most research too #Playing 4 different Doom Campaigns takes a bit out of you I tell you what

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immobiliter · 9 months

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@shadowcovcn sent a meme: 14, 15, 18

14. Who is an author that inspires you?

oh rip you're asking the jaded english graduate this question lmao. so I'm not sure if I could pinpoint an author who particularly inspires me nowadays — there are obviously authors that I love reading, but I haven't really read fiction widely since graduating and most of the fiction I have drawn inspiration from over the past decade or so is by classic authors. plus storytelling as a medium isn't just restricted to books and I could give you countless examples of other forms of storytelling that inspire me on a daily basis. but speaking strictly about the printed word, big shout out to Jacqueline Wilson books for being a staple of my childhood (i doubt anyone outside of the UK will know of her lmao), and Andrea Levy is also suuuuch a favourite writer of mine. and then a mandatory shout out to Oscar Wilde who inspired the majority of my tagging system on this blog, and is also one of my all-time favourite writers.

15. What do you look for in a rp partner?

someone who's chill lmaooo. that's honestly the biggest thing for me and I think I'm lucky because I feel like I'm a pretty good judge of character? I have a sceptical disposition and I'm strong-minded, so I tend to be rather picky of who I reach out to and befriend on this site and for the most part I haven't really steered wrong. if you're gonna be my rp partner you just have to be OK with the fact that I might not reply to your thread for two years, and that if you pressure me I will either make it three years or I'll drop the thread altogether. also, that I might not talk to you everyday — I don't even talk to some of my rl best friends everyday, I much prefer low-pressure friendships where we can check in every few weeks or months and pick up like no time has passed at all. I just don't have the time or inclination for the crap that comes along with this hellsite anymore, so I stick to people I already know and people who pass my strict vibe test lmao.

passion is also always something I look for too, on a more positive note. I enjoy seeing people passionate about their muses on my dash, it's infectious and there have been so many occasions where I have voluntarily sought out the source material and watched a show/read a book/played a video game solely because a friend of mine or someone on my dash has been talking so passionately about them/it. like it doesn't even matter if I don't write in the same fandom as you, if you get me passionate about a character or universe through the dash powers of osmosis, I'll make an AU especially for you lmao.

18. Are there any AU’s you’d like to explore but haven’t had the chance to yet?

oof this is such a good question and such a tricky one to answer on a multi where I have muses that encompass multiple genres and also where I'm really not shy about writing crossovers lmao. is it a cop-out to just say that I love group verses? not even just verses that involve several people, but creating a group verse with one other person where we just throw different muses from our multis into it like a melting pot? writing two characters against each other is fun of course, but there's something even more fun about throwing ten muses into the same verse and figuring out everyone's connection to each other. or starting with two muses and then building it up slowly until you have a google doc with a dozen muses and a flow chart explaining how they all connect lmao. it just enriches your writing environment and gives you so much more stimuli to play with when you reply to a meme or write a thread. instead of coming up with npcs on the fly, you can bring another muse in to help figure out a plot point or help flesh out an aspect of a relationship or dynamic without it being superficial because you're not just creating a surface-level character to be referenced in one or two replies, but another living, breathing muse with their own life and perspective. I just like everything feeling connected, where every thread has a ripple effect on all of the other future ones you write. also, as someone who likes to push themselves when it comes to writing, it's a wonderful challenge to write three muses within the same thread, I love it.

#shadowcovcn #* / be yourself. everyone else is taken ( ooc. )

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