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socially-awkward-skeleton · 9 months

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Somehow words happened!! idk if they are any good but when the muse strikes you gotta use it (aka I felt compelled to write two emotionally constipated curmudgeons slowly realizing they've caught feelings, but they still won't actually say those 3 words because isn't killing someone a better way of doing that??) Anyhoo...here's some Jacob POV:

Wiping his shirt over them to collect the sweat and blood off of their skin, she curled up against him like the lap cat she said she never would be. Rubbing the gray cotton up and down her, he mopped up the scarlet that had seeped into her pores as he stared down at her. It was in these rare moments of peace that he could properly observe her, just like he had when she was in the cages. If he didn't know her the way that he did, he could go with the basic compliment of calling her beautiful – and she was, there was no denying that fact (likely more than he deserved) – but more than that, Kit was everything he ever spoke about to his men to try to get them in line, to become the soldiers he expected them to be.

Would he say this was love? Jesus, that was a frightening thought to even try to comprehend. He’d been alone for so long, had made it that way, Lord knew no one else would want him – but she did. From that first moment in the church, when their eyes met and despite her being a stranger he could see the determination in her, that there was more to her below the surface than she presented to the world. Kit was a woman barely being used to her full potential even when she was fighting against them with the Resistance, and now to see her embracing everything he and Joseph had given her…he’d be lying if he tried to say she hadn’t preoccupied his thoughts for sometime, but now…now she was sinking into the very meat of him, she filled some hole he didn’t remember even having.

Stroking the damp strands of hair away from her face, his thumb ran against the scar above her cheekbone. He’d built a whole file on her and thought he knew all the ins and outs, yet even with all the information he had there were still some secrets about her he had yet to uncover – like how she’d gotten that little white scar on her cheek. It never would have mattered to him before, but the more he looked at her the more he was becoming ensnared in her. He’d always been the hunter, but he started to wonder if maybe she’d been right in those woods all along, he’d become prey to her after all…

His train of thought was quickly broken however, once she started pressing kisses to the underside of his jaw, stroking the side of his neck softly, the pads of her fingers caressing each of his scars with gentle care. The stark difference between her brutality and the sensitivity she could show was startling and caused a shiver to cascade down his spine, his eyes fluttering shut from her knowledge of just where and how to touch him.

“Well, that was just what I needed,” she said, voice still a smoky husk as she came down from her afterglow.

He huffed out a laugh and rubbed his hand down the length of her legs that curved over the armrest of the chair, fingers stroking against the scars that dotted her muscled flesh. “Sure put a target on your back with that video. Didn’t think you’d look quite so much like you enjoyed what you were doin’.”

“Was I not supposed to enjoy it?” Kit asked with a raised brow.

He’d broken her out of what was deemed fair and just by the society that had beaten them down and tried to make them weak, seeing her act so freely was inspiring. She was everything Joseph had promised she would be and based on her latest performance, he was sure more would happily come under their banner sooner than later. She would lead them through the darkness, and if they couldn’t or wouldn’t see what she promised to deliver, she’d grind them into the dirt under the heel of her boot. There could be no mistake made about what would happen to those deemed weak now.

“I’m glad ya did.” His gaze traveled over her, stained and sticky with drying blood, aquamarine eyes popped while ruby cascaded from her head and over her skin. She was more some feral goddess that ancient man would have praised - writing songs and making art in her name, willing to go to war and die for her - than a woman of the modern age. “I certainly got to reap the rewards from it afterwards.”

With a pleased hum she slipped her legs from the seat she’d taken on his lap and moved for the table across from them where the monitors sat to lean against it. She was never much for getting close even after he’d just been inside her, she maintained that safe distance from him. He understood why too. Vulnerability wasn’t something people like them got to indulge in. Made hard by the world, forged until unbreakable, steel cast around their hearts and minds to keep them (and the few who did manage to slip through the cracks) safe. Letting your guard down, opening yourself up to someone, was like jamming the knife into your own gut in a moment of weakness. It was just another thing he had her father to thank for.

“Don’t know what came over me, to be honest.” She pulled her hand through waves that were knotted, combing her fingers through the viscera that glued her strands together.

“I do. That was all instinct.” It was the same thing that overcame him after he’d gone after Winters. “You let yourself do what you do best, no fear of judgment, no so-called morals or ethics.” He leaned forward in his seat, finger pointed straight into the heart of her. “That was nature – ancient and primordial. How we used to be. Savage. Primal.” He looked into her eyes and immediately recognized the things he’d been searching for for so long, and they were all in her.

He brought his thumb to his nose and rubbed against the tip before fingers brushed through the whiskers beside the corners of his mouth as he cleared his throat and leaned back into his seat becoming the soldier and the tactician once more rather than a man who was about to say something stupid over the woman who sat across from him if he wasn’t careful. “I need to check in with John.”

#wip wednesday #wip whenever #skelly writes #american beasts #jacob seed #oc: kit cross #far cry 5

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twilightmalachite · 7 months

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Raison d’être - A Premature Burial 9

Author: Akira

Characters: Shu, Mika

Translator: Mika Enstars

"I am a maverick, a mutation. Grandfather was no different; I used to be called his second coming."

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Winter

Location: Chinese Restaurant

Noon the next day, at a Chinese restaurant near the ES building…

Mika: *chomp chomp, chomp chomp chomp*

Shu: Non! You still eat as messily as always! Your conduct is betraying your upbringing!

Well, you are eating and sleeping well, which is growth. You had become extremely unhealthy last year because you had been doing everything to accommodate me.

Mika: Nnah~, but, Oshi-san…

Shu: Swallow your food before you speak.

Mika: Nnah~… *chew chew, swallow*

Umm. What was I gonna say?

Oh, right. I know ya said you’d take care of the food fer me while we're in Japan, but are ya sure a Chinese restaurant was okay?

Ya were overseas fer a long time, don’tcha miss Japanese food, Oshi-san?

Shu: Generally, that may be true, but..

I am what you would call western-minded. Back at home, I was a child who secretly disliked Japanese food that would get scolded for munching on croissants in secret.

Mika: Nnah~, now that ya mention it, yer right. There’s even an oven built in yer house for them!

Ahaha, I’m real happy t’get t’learn so much about ya this time, Oshi-san!

Shu: Why is this… This isn’t the time to be chatting away like this!

My family is quite earnestly working to correspond to Grandfather’s unreasonable behavior. That troublesome old man of ours will scold me if I sit around and do nothing.

But of course, the rest of my family are not artists.

I am a maverick, a mutation. Grandfather was no different; I used to be called his second coming.

And so, the rest of my family will likely hire a renowned artist, funeral professional, and so on, using money.

Mika: That’s usually how things go, the best way’s t’leave the funeral to a professional funeral director.

Shu: Right. We’ll need a little ingenuity to defeat such formidable opponents if we are to win this Funeral Contest.

We likely won’t win even doing it the usual way. Although we are somewhat acclaimed artists in this world, we are amateurs when it comes to funerals.

Mika: Nnah~… Yer right ‘bout that, but what's our plan then?

Ya say we gotta add a lil’ ingenuity… It’s a funeral, are ya sure it’ll be okay t’do somethin’ novel?

Shu: Hmph. The art we have today is only because we have once shattered such preconceived notions.

Of course, I have no intentions to do anything inappropriate, either.

The top priority is to properly mourn my beloved grandfather. The outcome of the Funeral Contest is secondary, or even tertiary.

Mika: Right.

Shu: That’s where I have an advantage over the rest of my family—My grandfather and I had a bond stronger than anyone else’s.

I believe that because I know the deceased the best, I can give them the funeral they want.

Mika: >Although Grandfather is not quite “deceased” yet… Well, I know what ya mean.

It ain’t a usual performance for the masses, different than a work woven just for our fans’ liking this time—

A work made to order just for a specific individual, for Grandfather.

So it makes sense t’adapt to the person’s tastes and all that.

Shu: Fufu, I’m glad to be able to have a “typical conversation” with you like this. In the past, all I would do is explain things to you endlessly with you confused as it all flew over your head.

It was like a parent bird bringing food to its young!

Shu: But now that you’ve grown up, we can fly side by side.

I’m delighted by that fact. …You’ve really grown, Kagehira.

Mika: W-What the, ya really sound like an old man there, Oshi-san.

Raffaello: “—Do excuse me for interrupting your chat.”

“May I join in on your conversation?”

Mika: Nnah? T-There’s a suspicious voice comin’ from somewhere! Could it be, the voice of the suspicious illegitimate child of your Grandfather—Raffaello?

Shu: I don’t mind conversing with you, but let us move elsewhere.

You may get dirtied by food stains. I have your doll neatly packed and tucked away in my bag with that in mind.

Raffaello: “I think that is reasonable.”

“Although I would like to express my dissatisfaction that objects that were originally used as a daily necessity have been stuffed away into museums, reduced to mere works of art.”

“But dolls are meant to be cherished. I must admit that dirtying and scratching them is not an appropriate thing to do.”

Shu: Although some people cherish the dirt and scratches too, isn’t that right, Kagehira?

Mika: Wh-wha, what’re ya lookin’ to me fer?

Raffaello: “Fufu. Then, although it’d require traveling a considerable distance, I’d like it if we could go to the cellar of my—No, your villa.

“There’s something I’d like to tell you there.”

Shu: Right back to the building we came from, huh? That’ll take quite some time, you know.

Raffaello: “Of course. I'll wait. No, I’ve always been waiting so long.”

“Just a little more time of futile waiting on top of that... I think nothing of it.

Shu: … …

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#raison d’être #raison d'etre #shu itsuki #mika kagehira #event #translation

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dragetunge · 5 months

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A VERY DESCRIPTIVE PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE. Repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. if you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own!

NAME: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock The Third NICKNAME(S): Hic, Hiccy (don't call him this), Hicster, Brother Hiccup TITLE(S): Pride of Berk, Dragon Master, Outpost Princess, Chief of Berk AGE: 21 SPECIES: Human SEX: Male NATIONALITY: Norwegian INTERESTS: Dragons, study of dragons, blacksmithing, drawing, creating art, reading, jewelry making PROFESSION: Dragon Rider, Chieftain

BODY TYPE: Small, but toned. Is often mistaken for a fishbone due to his size and scrawny features. EYES: Emerald green like the trees that surround the woods of Berk HAIR: Tussled auburn adorned with braids SKIN: Fair / pale (depends on the time of the year). Freckles cover almost every inch of him as well as scars from various things. Noticeable is the scar on his chin. Other scars are often hidden under his clothing as well as his tattoos. POSTURE: Straight or hunched depending if he wishes to be seen. Tends to lean on one side when standing still to relieve weight off the leg he's missing. HEIGHT: 6'1 VOICE: Awkward (often gets compared to a honking goose by the other riders. He's not overly confident about it)

SIGNATURE OUTFIT: His flight suit armor. Packed with everything an exploring adventurer needs. From paper to write on to a compass, pencil and other fun little additives. It was designed in the form of compression wear and is padded so he doesn't get thigh burns from riding extended periods of time. Made to be as aerodynamic as possible when in flight on his own or sitting on Toothless' back so they can go faster in the air.

SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Default blog ship is set with Eret Son of Eret. Hiccup's right hand after the events of HTTYD 2. Married by the events of rewritten version of the Hidden World. In other verses the list goes as such.

Hisirdoux Casperan from Tales of Arcadia. Verse; of Heartstone and Valor with @timewept (they also have a Norse AU for Douxie where they are the primary ship completely) Status; Married

Kaeya Alberich from Genshin Impact. Verse; Visions of Tomorrow ; with @inanthesis ; Status: Boyrfriend

Diluc Ragnvindr from Genshin Impact. Verse; Visions of Tomorrow; with @suffearable ; Status; Boyfriend

Percy Jackson from Percy Jackson and the Olympians, With @okeancs ; Status; Pending

COMPANIONS: Toothless [ paired with @balladetto even though I do write him on my own when needed to], Sharpshot (Terrible Terror who mainly likes to mainly sleep in Hiccup's armor) ANTAGONISTS: Dagur the Deranged (now ally) all the rest of them have either died by Hiccup's hand or have perished around him. (boy's gotta bigger body count than people give him credit for). Hiccup really tries to make those who have made themselves an enemies of him at least to get their minds changed. Or he becomes a bigger problem to them until they're dealt with. He toys with them until he emerges the victor. STRENGTHS: Kindness (when the dragons had no one they have him. He never blames them for past deeds that were never their faults), determination, ability to adapt, peacekeeping, decision making. WEAKNESSES: Pettiness. Forgiveness towards certain people, Stubborness, Decision Making (both his up and down he's not always a step ahead), People Skills FRUITS: Apples, Pears, (cherries were an option Hiccup just doesn't like them), Raspberries, Bilberries, Strawberries and Lingonberries DRINKS: Water and Tea ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES: Mead, Wines, Rum. Light Beer is also an option but they were only served on special occasions such as festivals or big feasts. Hiccup often has a pint of mead almost every night with a meal. SMOKES: Doesn't smoke. DRUGS: None DRIVER'S LICENSE: No

Stolen From: @rathalascendant Tagging: Anyone not wearing socks

#dragetunge #🔥▓◤ALWAYS A TRAINER: Headcanon◥

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asksoldieron · 1 month

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SO-24: Whatever Happened to Poor John?

If there's a lot of engagement on this, this post is liable to get real long, beware before you expand.

No art, but I am working on it and I will add it retroactively. The eyes are letting me draw, just real slow.

Welcome to the Engagement Lounge, for La Goualante du Pauvre John (253|24) an instalment! Short comments can go in the replies, but there's a 475 character limit. Longer ones will need a reblog. Remember to @asksoldieron if you're reblogging someone else's reblog, so I can see it too!

Woo! We just got back from a 2 night stay on a houseboat, it was definitely trying to kill us (I'll do a post on the main blog later, I have so many scary pictures), and we loved it anyway. So I'm distracted, but I did manage to unwind a little. No wifi, only phones! But I think I got pretty much everything formatted OK before we left. We'll see!

Now it's time to back up and see what happened to John after he smacked into the Elysium Inn's glass door and escaped into the wild! His friends picked him up and they're ready to do more terrorism together! ...Well, maybe in a little bit. They all need a break to unwind, too, but they're not gonna get it. Jenny will put her big brother back together as best she can, but she's going to be a little irritated with Erik and Co. and everyone else who allowed him to break down that badly.

And we end on a cliffhanger! The "real spy" is suddenly revealed! Unfortunately, that'll be all you get for about two months, unless I can put something cool together for our birthday in April. It's doubtful.

The spouse and I are about to have the most stressful two months of the year (probably... hopefully). He's got to prep for his CPA exam, which is 8+ hours of testing over multiple days. They will require him to do two practice cases a week, timed, the longest of which will take 5 hours. We expect adding that much fake accountant business on top of his actual job and everything else we gotta do will fry his brain. And there's the added stress that the test costs thousands of dollars. If the unlikely happens and he fails this time, taking it again will hurt. We can swing it, but it'll hurt.

It looks like his current employer has his back, though. The capitalist exploitation is different up here! A promotion to a better-paying position that will qualify for the experience he needs to be a full CPA (he needs 2.5 years) is in the works. If he gets it, he can stay with them, and they'll pick up his school costs. His dream job is still doing actual, meaningful work for a nonprofit of some kind, but he can hack this one for another 2.5 years if necessary. As long as we can still afford food and housing! I think we can. The whole immigration thing seems a bit backed up, but when we're allowed to own property, we can afford a floating house like that houseboat we stayed at. Not exactly like it, dear god no, but similar. That may be what our future holds.

But we gotta make it to June, first! I have no idea what my internet life will look like or how often you'll see me, but I'll try to get some stuff done. Hopefully, I can come back with another six, illustrated, as soon as the stress abates. Thank you for your patience until then!

[Back to Site?]

#tin soldier and soldier on #instalment #engagement lounge

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sushiwt · 1 year

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website update log #7 (April 14th, 2023)

Note: all changes in the site are documented in github now :D

the only reason i havent actually worked on /index is because i cant think of any ideas of what it should actually look like..

my creative juices arent spewing out of my brain and into the site, so i gotta look for inspiration.

and what better site to look for inspiration than... neocities!

i know that i wont be using this site anymore for site hosting, but i realized that there are so much creative websites in neocities that are just out in the wild so i decided, why not use those sites for my struggling brain to figure out what my website index is supposed to look like :shrug:

when i was browsing the site for a bit, i came across this site called NOT FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION by sugarforbrains...

besides the colorful artstyle that i love so much, it made me contemplate some things about this site and mine.

well first, ive seen that same chatbox (the box on the right with the text “WEB SITE DO NOT EAT”) a couple of times now, and im thinking if i should add one as well, but like, there wont be activity for a while since only like 3 people know about this blog and website aghaha

second, im seriously thinking if i should replace the top navbar with a sidebar, as it appears here, since there has been a problem i havent been documenting as much...

...and it was centering the damn top navbar.

ok now that im actually looking at this it doesnt really look like its a problem since no one is going to use the site at 6400x3200 but it still makes me angry.

but even if i wanted to change the top navbar, thats not what im in neocities in the first place.

i wanted to find inspiration for replacing the “hello” textbox youre seeing now, but now im just getting pissed at something i already finished creating, which was the top navbar!!!

now, back to finding inspiration.

im not a fan of the grid lookin look, because of how inconsistent it looks, but ill think about it!!

oh btw if you have time, please visit the site!! it looks so visually stimulating its great!!! here

now, onto more exploration!

i found some sites by neoratz and keyzklubhouse (neo's HEAVENWURLD ଘ(ˊ_ˋ) and Key's Klubhouse) that piqued my interest ‘cause of one thing.. can you guess what it is?

if it wasnt obvious enough, its the characters on the side of the boxes!!! I wanted this thing to be the first thing you see when you enter the site! it felt good that i was actually making progress on this for once, but then i realized that...

i already did this already!!!

on my old site!!!

its the old me on the old site, on the side of the menu screen! what im planning to do here is that instead of giving one half of the home screen to the image and another half for the text box (which is shown here) im going to make it so that the box is going to be centered, and the character is going to be layered in a way where its still beside the textbox, but its layered!!

this is a visual representation of what i am talking about:

actually, ill throw another character while im at it:

probably add one more here just to fill some space:

ok this should be enough characters:

now that the overall concept of the first thing you see when you enter the site is finished, i was going to figure out what i wanted to show when yall scroll on the site, but then something just hit me.

i need a way to show the characters. how do i do that.

im actually planning to show one of my characters, slooshi (the icon of the website and my internet persona in general) but how do i present it to you??

this can go two ways. i can either 3d model the character, or draw it. the catch is that they both have to be pixel art as to match the theme of my site...

i could totally go for 3d modelling, with a more low poly 3d look, kinda like the style of pico-cad by Johan Peitz:

but i want to step outside my comfort zone, which brings me to my second choice, drawing.

its not like i forgot how to draw people, its just way harder now since i havent drawn actual people in a while. ive been focusing more on 3d modelling, game development, and school that i havent really been practicing on my drawing skills more, which sucks but its what happens...

ill think more about it, but for now i finally figured out what im going to do with the site! (atleast the first part of it...)

- sushiwt <3

#web development #devlog #im gonna actually stop doing the game devlog joke LMAO

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sollucets · 1 year

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I posted 1,083 times in 2022

That's 1,083 more posts than 2021!

213 posts created (20%)

870 posts reblogged (80%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@/ejunkiet

@/solclaw

@/pearl-kite

@/fooltofancy

@/softredrobin

I tagged 1,046 of my posts in 2022

Only 3% of my posts had no tags

#rasmr - 238 posts

#rowan chatter - 136 posts

#rasmr fic - 94 posts

#art - 57 posts

#self reblog - 52 posts

#wip reblogs - 51 posts

#my fic tag - 40 posts

#redacted asmr - 39 posts

#tag games - 35 posts

#rowan lore - 34 posts

Longest Tag: 133 characters

#i can see their dressup day so vividly i almost wanna write it myself… gavin in a victorian gown…. gender….. ends with a ring……. ahhh

My Top Posts in 2022:

8 and/or 22 for the micro prompts!!

from this list, sunbathing + nap. it's been a while since i've written something about characters waking up /s /s /s /s so thank u very much for the prompt!! i am returning to my roots here. please note that this implies Activities but would still be t rated

💜

"Sam," they murmur, lips brushing the skin of his collarbone as they speak. "Sam."

He's a light sleeper; most Vamps are, since they don't need it the way others do. It's barely a second before he's moving under them, his breath catching as he comes back to awareness and his arm tightening reflexively where it's secured around their waist. "Darlin'?"

"It's okay," they tell him, quiet voice rasping after the workout they'd given it before their nap. "Nothing's wrong. We just gotta move."

They watch him carefully as he wakes. This isn't so familiar yet that they can miss it, that they can look away from these moments they've been allowed into. In the near-dark, they can just barely see what a human wouldn't. He checks his surroundings, gaze passing over their bare back and the couch and finally up to the reason they'd disturbed him: the light through the window, threatening to brighten.

"And what if I wanted to sunbathe, huh?" he asks, voice wry.

At his house, the windows are few and all fitted with blackout curtains, but this is their shitty little apartment and their ratty, bloodstained couch (again, he'd come back, somehow), and it's going to be sunrise soon. Their head had been too fuzzy and content and warm to think of it just after, senses full of his hands steady on their waist and his voice low and rumbling, and they'd drifted off. For once, they're grateful for their inability to sleep a full night.

"You're welcome to get crispy if that's what you really want," they say, shifting off him with a groan and watching with quiet delight as his eyes snap to follow their movements.

Sam hums, sitting up after them and letting them take both his hands to tug him to a standing position. They both know he doesn't need it, but they like his hands, and he follows after them like that towards the bedroom, where they intend to hang a comforter over the single window and shut out the impending morning. Just before they enter the room, he adds, simply, "I know what I really want."

There's nothing for it after that but to pull him onto the bed in a tangled pile of sleep-warm skin and kiss him until they can't breathe, until the very last second before the sun rises and they have to scramble, laughing, to hide from the light again.

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it is again wednesday

@/ejunkiet tag! <3 thank you

this is the same fic from last wip i posted; sorry, i know that wasn’t that long ago, but it’s got more words in it now. i won’t post from this again before it’s done, we will all just have to wait (yes we... i am waiting too, you understand how it is)

i would like to gently tag @/bicyclepainting (if u want to!! fully none pressure. its just that it worked last time eheheheh) and anyone who sees it and would like to!

💜

“Ash?” they ask, in the barest of whispers. “You awake?”

He makes a little rasping noise that’s halfway to being a groan, his arm tightening around their waist. They don’t fight the fondness that wells up in their chest, and they don’t push him, either. It’s another long few moments before he speaks, murmuring, “G’mornin’, babe,” into the tiny space between them.

It sends an involuntary shudder down their spine to hear him, his voice so husky right on waking up that it’s barely anything but gravel, vowels drawn-out and lazy. He notices (of course he does) and the visible corner of his mouth tips up into a smug little smile. “Good morning,” they answer.

Asher cracks one eye open, the blue one, to look at them. “Nice view,” he says, still in that low rasp.

They match his grin with one of their own, shifting just a bit so it’s easier to see his face. “Keep talking.”

He snickers, both eyes open now, and gives them an obvious, exaggerated once-over, gaze half-lidded as it wanders down their body. “...You’re the sexiest alarm clock I’ve ever seen.”

Taken aback, they let out an inelegant snort. “I will take even your weirdest compliment if you say it in that voice.”

“I literally just woke up,” Asher retorts, although his eyes are crinkling at the corners. “And... mmh. It’s hard to think when you’re not wearing a shirt, I’ll have you know.”

I could say the same for you, they almost say.

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33 with Gavin/Freelancer? (I am so predictable requesting them but. listen) or any other pairing tht strikes ur fancy!!

33: saccharine

hi calico! thank u for sending me a prompt 💜 i think this might be an instance of taking it a little too literally

💜

"Gav," they call out into the house, not looking up from the contents of the saucepan. "Darling, light of my life, apple of my eye, treasure--"

The rush of wind that accompanies a rift cuts them off, and they laugh a little as familiar arms loop around them from behind. "What do you need me to do?"

They snort. "Can't I say extremely saccharine things to my beloved boyfriend without an ulterior motive?"

"I suppose you can," he concedes, "but you definitely aren't. What is it?"

Casting a brief glance back at his knowing little grin, they return their eyes to their project, one hand at the ready with a whisk. "Can you make a bowl of cold water? I'd meant to just let it sit, but the timing's wrong."

And maybe, just maybe, they could chill it themself, but this is time-sensitive, and it's water, so it's better if he does it. Gavin pulls away, and after a moment they hear the sink running. Another moment later, they feel the familiar flare of Gavin's magic, just the slightest touch. If he didn't want them to, they'd never feel it at all; this is part of something they'd asked him to do to get a handle on different people's auras, to get used to feeling magic around them.

Gavin's is like the brush of fabric against newly-shaved skin, silky and smooth and often fleeting. (Not for them, though, they think, with a deserved trace of smugness.)

"Will this do?" he asks, returning to them with a glass bowl of water that steams a little when it comes near the stove.

"Wonderfully, thank you," they say, leaning up to kiss his cheek distractedly. The second he puts the bowl down they transfer the pan into it, the hissing drowning out every other sound for the ten seconds the sauce needs to quench.

When they pull it out, the caramel sauce in the pan has settled to a perfect warm brown, and they grin triumphantly, turning the stove off. "All set. If you want this on your ice cream, get it out before it's too cold to pour."

He doesn't comply right away, and they glance over their shoulder again at him to find him doing that birdlike little head-tilt he does at particularly human things. "I wouldn't have thought that was how you made it," he says aloud.

"It's just really hot sugar," they say, realizing a second too late they've left a massive innuendo window open. It really pays to be more careful about your wording, living with this man.

Sure enough, the "suits you well, then," comes right on cue, and they scrunch their nose up and go back to stirring. They don't even try to fight back the fondness. He'd said once, quiet against their ear in the sleepy moments before full blackness, that their happiness felt like bubbles to him, shimmering and beautiful and popping soft against his skin when it's directed at him, and denying him that isn't worth even the pretense of exasperation.

Gavin returns from the freezer with the open ice cream container, and when they turn to face him, he grins, that slow, spreading one they've come to love. "You have a little something," he says softly, reaching out. "Just... there."

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cinnamon

An evening at home with Avior & his starlight. t, 3286 words; if i have to make them happy with my own two hands, so be it. presenting postcanon domestic avior. cw for some discussion of food issues / forgetting to eat.

Senses are so different on this plane, clearly delineated, sharp and weighty and meaningful, and to those senses this room is full of grounding traces of his starlight, the evidence of their presence; a candle burned recently enough that the wax hasn’t settled, the faint smell of cinnamon, a jacket left on the sofa instead of the coat rack. It settles something at his core to see a home that they can change, a place that they can leave a mark on.

on ao3, or full fic under the cut. 💜

It’s a long few seconds of standing in his love’s apartment before he feels sure the rift has worked. Avior observes the details, the coffee table with its many concentric rings from drinks left unattended in favor of half-formed hypotheses, the scattered mess of letters across the counter, the dull light of the living room’s sole lamp casting long shadows across the floor.

Rifting is a matter of knowing your destination, of imagining it in close detail, of feeling how it feels to be there and then being there. Avior hates how, even coming to the one place on Elegy he has come to know better than any other, he still sometimes expects to open his eyes to fire. He still fights the urge to brush at his shoulders to rid himself of the feeling of trailing tendrils of blackness, of the feeling that each time he does this the Meridian looms closer.

Avior shakes his head, just to fight off the fuzziness that always comes alongside returning from Aria. Senses are so different on this plane, clearly delineated, sharp and weighty and meaningful, and to those senses this room is full of grounding traces of his starlight, the evidence of their presence; a candle burned recently enough that the wax hasn’t settled, the faint smell of cinnamon, a jacket left on the sofa instead of the coat rack. It settles something at his core to see a home that they can change, a place that they can leave a mark on.

There are traces of him here, too. Avior doesn’t have many possessions, as he’s rarely spent enough time on Elegy to warrant a permanent record of his presence. That’s begun to change, among so many other things, since their escape. One corner of the sofa is indisputably his, a soft red blanket they’d bought for him still indented oddly from the last time he’d sat there. He has a designated coffee mug in their cupboard. What few possessions he had called his own, his meager book collection, have merged with his starlight’s next to their piles and piles of research texts and shelves full of poetry collections and time-worn fantasy novels.

For all he sees them in each part of the room, they are not actually home. Time can be difficult between planes, but they’d said there was an evening meeting today, so they should be back soon. They will be back soon.

Avior goes over to the bookshelf and casts his eyes along the titles for something to read as he waits, but despite his best efforts, his attention is scattered enough that all he’s doing is rereading the same spine over and over, that odd blurriness still plaguing the edges of his awareness. He tries, for a long fruitless moment, to convince himself he isn’t straining his senses beyond the apartment, searching for them. It’s barely been two days, and they’re coming home. There’s no need to be pathetic.

He still jerks his head up like he’s been trained when he feels them at the edge of his magic, though. That range is further than his corporeal senses, and his range with them is further than it is with anyone he’s ever known, enough that he can tell immediately they’re angry about something. Their emotions are intense, white-hot, and most of all contained, a controlled burn. Feeling his back tense up in sympathetic concern, Avior sighs and goes to the kitchen. He takes two mugs out, his (deep blue with the dots of Carina across its front) and theirs (black with ‘Don’t Talk to Me At All For Any Reason’ in bold white letters) and sets to making tea. Avior has relatively little experience with human food; they’d taught him how in this very kitchen, explaining the kettle and the infuser and the entire cabinet dedicated to all their different little bags. He suspects that someone less particular about it might have instructed him with fewer steps.

He’s done this enough times now that he can split his attention to examine their feelings a little closer as they near the apartment. They’re stewing over whatever it is, letting the cause sit burning at the back of their throat. That isn’t the kind of thing he’d be able to tell, usually; all he can feel is that anger, its direction, but he knows them. If it’s this bad, they haven’t been able to address it yet.

When their footsteps are finally audible in the hallway, things are almost ready. Avior could have made tea with magic and been waiting with two fresh cups, sure, but every time he does it that way they complain that something tastes wrong about it, then pepper him with questions about what specific part of the process he's accomplished with magic. This way, they’ll know that it’s because of his own deficient tea-making skills if it isn’t up to standard.

The kitchen smells good, at least. That should help.

They tumble in through the door in a flurry of emotion and sound. He can hear them grumbling something under their breath at the same time as he hears the telltale flop of yet another jacket thrown onto the couch. It’s another few seconds of them stomping around before they stop still, and a shining ray of surprised delight breaks through the storm cloud in their aura.

“Avi?” they call.

“In here,” he answers, checking on the tea.

In no time at all, their face appears in the kitchen entryway. They look like they’re trying to smile at him, but the frown they no doubt came in with hasn’t left yet, and the effect is quite silly looking. “Welcome home, my love,” he tells them, and the last traces of visible irritation melt away.

He can still feel it bubbling under the surface, but the relief and care that accompany their smile are real. They cross the kitchen to where he’s standing near the kettle and snake their arms around his waist from behind, hooking their chin over his shoulder with some difficulty. “Hi,” they say, the single syllable curling delighted and familiar. “I didn’t expect you back so soon. Weren’t you with Circinus?”

“I was,” he answers, leaning into their hold without his conscious input. Their heart is beating strong and steady against his back, and their aura settles against his, and things have clicked into place again. He’s home. “We weren’t sure how long I’d be required at the Chorus this time; as it turns out, it was less than they anticipated.” The timer he’d set beeps, and he goes about taking the kettle over to the counter, hindered slightly by their complete refusal to let go of him. “Do you intend to hang off of me the entire time?”

They hum contentedly, tightening their hold on his waist in a quick squeeze. “Yes, and don’t pretend you don’t like it. How were they? Circinus, I mean. I like them.” Pointedly, Avior takes his steps across the kitchen, forcing them to walk after him or be dragged. They laugh right in his ear and let him drag them.

“They like you too,” he concedes, pouring both cups. Of course they would. Circinus loves answering questions, a fortunate trait in a shepherd, and the one time the two had met, his starlight had absolutely pelted them with every question under the sun. Avior had sat back and watched them like a tennis match, glad that at least one of them couldn’t feel how hopelessly, impossibly fond seeing his mentor and his beloved getting along had made him. “They’re well. They’ve taken a new charge recently, as I think you might recall, and that’s been something of a fulfilling challenge for them.”

“Right, right, yeah, they told me.” The moment their mug is full, they immediately and without a hint of regret detach themself from his back to make grabby hands at it, leaning back against the counter. When he passes it to them, they wrap both hands around the mug immediately with a long, drawn-out sigh. Avior takes a drink from his own cup and deems it acceptable; his isn’t the opinion he’s looking for, though.

They don’t immediately follow suit, instead blowing gently across the top of the liquid, and he takes the moment to observe them closer. That flickering anger he’d felt before is banked now, under layers of fondness and tiredness and warmth, but it’s still there, nudging at the edges of his senses with a surprising amount of immediacy.

“I take it your meeting didn’t go as you might have hoped?”

They blink at him over the rim of their mug once, twice. “Do you want me to get into it? Because I’ll have to get into it.”

Avior hisses out a sympathetic noise through his teeth. “That well?”

“Yeah.”

“Would you like to get into it?”

Furrowing their brow, they stare at the tea in their mug like it holds all the answers in the universe for a long moment, and for someone like them, that is a significant expression. “Yes. No. Maybe.” They take a sip, then tilt their head at him consideringly, distracted. “This is good.”

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My #1 post of 2022

wip wthursday

@/calicostorms says post wip; wip i shall post

i’m actually kinda. stalled on both of the ones i have right now, but there is more vincent than i have yet posted so have some of that

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Having them both taking classes has been a bit of an adjustment. Vincent can only go at night, so their schedules have become even more diametrically opposed than usual, and they’ve both been so busy they’ve been talking a lot less than usual. Just yesterday all they’d done on getting home was sit together at the kitchen counter, heads bent over their respective assignments.

(It’s new to them, just occupying the same space as someone else, quiet and comfortable. No touching, barely any talking, no end game, just content to exist near each other. They take some comfort in knowing it’s new to Vincent, too.)

Their boyfriend opens his eyes again to look up at them, said eyes creasing slightly at the edges as his expression softens. “How was your day?” he asks, and the true miracle is that he sounds genuinely interested.

“Long,” they tell him, “but good. I got that essay back from the Illusory teacher. One of my classmates saw that it said ‘good work’ and fully lost her mind.”

Vincent chuckles, his shoulders moving up and down against the rug under him. “You deserve it, lovely. Your work is more than good, and I know you spent a lot of time on that.”

They laugh, a little higher-pitched than usual, and lean over him to press a kiss to his forehead. They’re more comfortable with his praise than their notoriously-difficult-to-impress instructor’s, at least, worn down after months of his constant deluge of compliments, but they can still feel the urge to curl in on themself and deny it. “Thank you,” they tell him instead, no matter how much it grates, and they’re rewarded with a smile.

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#heehee this is fun #ive ionly Very Very recently begun to reblog things without tags but it still gives me hives #that longest tag is for sure me commenting on ginger’s incubus standing in the road #which is an absolute banger of a fic #that top post is like that because it was Infested with bots for months by the way so thats a little sad but its ok #i revived my tumblr this year so this is kinda nice and nostalgic #and um… two of these are for fics i STILL havent finished #lmao i ….. well. someday perhaps #i make no promises tbh im just doing my best now

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I feel like I need a long-term list of projects I wanted completed. My manic drive from January/February has died down, but my will to create is NOT gone. That's ... a feat.

Limbo - this project requires research by way of rewatching some if not all of 2k3 (and my definition of this is seasons 1 through 4 only, as I do not include the Tribunal, FF, or BttS as part of my cannon). As I write this, I'm halfway through season 2 and I'm outlining the points that will help me structure Limbo physically. The more I watch, the more I'm pissed about my creative choices for Limbo draft 1. That might turn out in my favor.

◦ outline 2k3 and figure out WHEN Limbo takes place to ground it in cannon

◦ outline major plot points in Limbo

◦ detail major characters' growth throughout entire story

◦ fucking write the damn story

Horse Comic - okay, another one that has tickled me since my childhood. I wanna get it done. I swore to myself that I wouldn't start this project until I had the skill to draw horses unaided by references. Well, mostly. The point is drawing a comic - and I think this comic will be five issues/chapters long from what I figured out last night - depicting a rundown of a modified story that I remember from my breyer horse herd as a little kid. Well, now adult storytelling, years of stacked ideas that go well with the og story, color genetics, and actually having the drive to put a comic together (by myself) come into play. This ain't gonna be a light project.

◦ break the story down into five chapters and detail everything that needs to happen within each chapter

◦ break each chapter down into pages so that I don't have to worry about page pacing when I start putting it all together

◦ "pencil" the ENTIRE first chapter before I even think about "inking" or laying down color/background

◦ work on one chapter at a time, but don't expect more than one chapter per year if I can even keep up my drive for this

◦ come up with an intriguing title because I'm stumped

HARPG - so I even started a blog for this and have a few chapters uploaded already, but when I got caught up in that commission I fell a couple weeks behind already. I am NOT feeling this so much, but I still would like to crank out a couple years of story this year. I NEED TO DRAW RAMSEY RIGHT FUCKING NOW. And then continue to come up with a chapter and chapter art every other week. Like, c'mon, me.

New Nation - another story that haunts me every time I think about my stories. Maybe I'll love Kurt again through Limbo. Probably not. I think I'm falling out of love with the character that got me through ... everything ... the past decade. Is it the Catholicism? I've been at war with Catholicism since my job at the pig farm. It's gotta be more than that. But anyway, I really ... really ... I don't know if I can ever come back to this story anymore, tbh. But it would be cool if I could. I might just say that I need to animate the unpublished scene of the future, because why not add another large ass project to the list. But that fight scene? Is AMAZING.

The Tribes - let's be serious. This needs to be written. Though it would be cool if I could actually write down my plan of action so that I have something physical to fall back on when my brain farts again. As it do. I remember that my goal for this story is to end at around 150-175k words. I believe I have the first 25k words written, though a lot needs to be done to those words to make things better. Even so, this is the best iteration of the Tribes yet. And my crack fic? Is actually really, really helping. I did not expect that.

◦ first 25k words are Kifu finding Taya and Jiogi and getting brought to the Tribe

◦ next 25k words are Kifu fitting into the Tribe, and getting to know the other Tribeslings. Need to figure out Mai's predecessor's name

◦ next 75k words are Kifu training under Kumji, first learning what every Tribesperson knows: hunting, gathering, basic body training; and later he introduces her to his group, where she secretly learns how to fight and kill - more details about this to be figured out later

◦ last 25k words are Kifu's struggle with the group's goals and eventual loss of control

I dunno. The story is my pet and I actually do have the entire series vaguely outlined somewhere with names all of the fucking place in the margins. I *do* want to come up with back stories for each and every person of the Air Tribe so it's not just the Kifu show, but a cohesive land where people are more than welcome to hate the main character because she be a stupid ho, but come around for everyone else. idk Things get better after the first book anyway.

#i dunno all this is kind of pointless #i just needed to write it down to get it off my shoulders yknow?#just a lot of rambling for the sake of it i guess #you know what else i need to do? FINISH MY FUCKING QUILT

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homemoviess · 1 year

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Post #15 - Stuck On Onomatopoeias

♫ - What I’m currently listening to (plus Papy voice claim at the end?)

I want to preface this post by proclaiming that I'm both a wannabe perfectionist and far too indecisive for my own good. What does this mean? Well, I've been looking over the last few pages of the comic and picking at it like a pimple on a freshly washed face. I gotta get it right, but at the same time these are just thumbnails...right!?

I actually do not know.

On the one hand, I'd love to get the final product on one scrolling page with color, clean line art, and consistency on Sans' face. On the other hand, I am lazy and afraid that if it becomes too much work I'll simply drop it. Quite the predicament. I will say that 6 pages are the farthest I've gone with a comic, colored or otherwise, so who knows. I just might surprise myself.

That said! Let's talk onomatopoeias.

What are they? Google says they are:

The formation of a word from a sound associated with what is named (e.g. cuckoo, sizzle ).

What are they to me? Oh, just the best thing since mango mochi. I found my dream font, learned how to describe a flute playing at a ballet, and now I'm wrestling with myself to not overdo it. Should I add in the sound of the wind for safety measures? What about the click of heels, every breath a character takes, when they pass gas? Ah, yes, I can hear it all now, or rather, see it.

Plus, one of the benefits of describing sound(?) is the filling in of whitespace, and as a lazy artist (how many times will I say it?) this pleases me very much.

Below is a list of just five onomatopoeias that I will reference later:

bloop, blop

ting, tong, tang

twingle, twangle

bam, ban, bang

fwoosh, swoosh, whoosh

Thank you to YourDictionary and this blog for providing examples.

I might sneak in a few more edits to posted pages this week. There could be very small tweaks, maybe major ones. I might try to give Sans reconstructive surgery on his face until I get him just right. I might wait until we get more pages done before I go back for more tweaks.

They say when working on the first draft of a novel you are to write and not look back until the draft is done. Unfortunately, this isn't a novel, so I'm gonna ignore that advice.

#undertale #fanart #post update #fan comic #just another breakdown before I start scene 2

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stardew-atlantis · 1 year

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I posted 887 times in 2022

That's 45 more posts than 2021!

54 posts created (6%)

833 posts reblogged (94%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@loversandantiheroes

@runawayface

@lizardfootman

@phillypumpkin

I tagged 555 of my posts in 2022

Only 37% of my posts had no tags

#sdv - 373 posts

#stardew art - 314 posts

#sdv harvey - 202 posts

#sdv farmer - 141 posts

#sdv shane - 39 posts

#stardew writing - 38 posts

#sdv elliott - 35 posts

#sdv inktober - 33 posts

#sdv sebastian - 26 posts

#bast my 'pun'tner in crime - 24 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#saw a fic post about asexuals that suggested giving an ace character a 'sexless romance' so sorry to my readers expecting smut in the end

My Top Posts in 2022:

The BRILLIANT AND AMAZING @artjdg has created this absolute masterpiece of my beloved nerds 😭❤️🫂

This takes place during This Chapter of Winter but in order to add it directly to the chapter I gotta post it here first. (I really hope this works)

(Also click for better quality because tumblr likes to microwave images)

61 notes - Posted June 5, 2022

Comfort - (Harvey/F!Farmer Oneshot)

(Art by @jellyaris ^_^) (Click for better quality)

I'm back with another fluffy oneshot! Last time the art was based on the fic but this time the fic was based on the art!

Summary: Harvey needs some comfort after a long day.

Word Count: 790

Warnings: improper soup practices, lmk

Now on Ao3!

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"Hi honey," Harvey said, as he stepped into the bedroom after a frustratingly tedious day at the clinic.

SJ was sitting on top of the covers, typing away into her laptop. She looked up and smiled the moment she saw him. "Hey. How was your day?" she asked.

Harvey tried his best not to roll his eyes, instead offering a disgruntled sigh, preparing to tell her that he didn't exactly have the best day, and he did not want to talk about it.

"Uh oh." she teased. "That great, huh?" she said, sarcastically.

"Am I really that obvious?" he asked.

"Afraid so." SJ smirked, waving him over. "C'mere."

Harvey crossed the room to SJ's side of the bed as she slid her laptop forward to make room. When she rose to her knees, now at eye-level with him, he slipped his hands around her back, holding her close as she rested her hands on his chest.

SJ leaned in for a quick kiss, before asking, "You wanna talk about it?"

Maybe it was the slight concern in her expression, or maybe it was just because he was frustrated after stewing in his own thoughts for the majority of his walk home, but Harvey found that he actually did want to talk about it.

"Today's just been a nightmare." he began. "I told Lewis not to let Gus pack up the potluck soup, but he wouldn't listen to me."

At the Luau the day before, Harvey tried his best to warn the mayor that the scorching summer heat wouldn't be enough to keep the soup fresh all day long. At the end of the festival, Lewis suggested packing up the leftovers to serve at the saloon the next day. When Harvey pointed out that the meat in the soup could likely make people sick from how long it had been sitting out in the sun, he was met with condescending laughter.

"Eight walk-ins, three scheduled follow-up appointments and at least four cases of food poisoning, that I know of." he continued.

SJ reached for the knot of his tie, loosening it as he talked.

"I swear, the next time- what are you doing?" he asked, realizing she had untied it, and gently tugged at one side to remove it completely.

"Go on," she prompted, carefully unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt. "I'm listening."

"I... okay. Where was I?" he asked, trying to get back to his original train of thought.

"Next time?" she reminded him.

"Right. Next time Lewis tries to undermine me like that again, I swear I'll have that soup marked as a health-code violation."

"You should. It's disgusting." SJ added, sitting back down, leaning against her propped up pillow. "Come, sit." she said, patting the space on the bed beside her.

The moment she suggested it, Harvey suddenly felt the exhaustion catching up with him, the ache in his legs and back reminding him that he hadn't sat down in hours.

Nodding, he circled the bed to sit down on his side. "I just don't know why he constantly feels the need to prove how paranoid he thinks I am."

SJ reached out for the green blanket at the edge of their bed, draping it over his legs.

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62 notes - Posted November 30, 2022

my goal for the day: edit that next chapter that I've had written for months

64 notes - Posted July 15, 2022

Thunderstorm - (Harvey/F!Farmer Oneshot)

(Art by the lovely @lizardfootman) (Click for better Quality)

So Lizard and I did a sort of collab with this one ^_^. I wrote a mini-fic, and they drew the amazing masterpiece above.

Summary: Harvey and SJ watch the rain together during a thunderstorm.

Word Count: 774

Warnings: none, lmk

Now on Ao3!

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It was the middle of the night when a loud crack of thunder startled Harvey awake. He took a moment to remember where he was, and took a few deep breaths to calm his racing heartbeat.

The weather forecast had called for severe thunderstorms all throughout the night, so before they went to sleep, SJ and Zephyr made sure that all the farm equipment was put away, and all the animals were safe in their respective buildings.

Listening to the wind whip through the trees and the rain battering the windows as he first climbed into bed, Harvey almost worried for the structural integrity of the farmhouse, but when SJ wrapped her arms around him, holding him close, it silenced his fears enough to let him fall asleep.

Hours later, just as he began to calm down, he quickly realized that he was alone in the bed.

Harvey reached for his glasses on the nightstand, looking around the room to attempt to figure out where SJ went. He knew he'd never be able to sleep unless she came back, he still felt out of place sleeping in her bed without her.

Out in the living room, he spotted a large shadow, wrapped in a blanket. She sat in front of the window with the curtains peeled back, staring out at the storm.

At first, he wondered if she was afraid. If the thunder woke her up as well, and she was worried about the animals or the crops, but as he approached the window, he found her eyes sparkling with interest at the lightning outside, an excited look on her face that usually accompanied watching the stars on a clear night.

Hearing his footsteps, she turned, smiling as soon as she saw him.

"Hey." she whispered. "Sorry, did I wake you up?"

"No, the storm did." he replied, rubbing his eyes underneath his glasses. "What's the matter? Can't sleep?"

"I just like watching the rain." she shrugged, before raising her arm to lift up one side of the blanket. "C'mere, come sit."

Harvey sat down on the surprisingly cold wooden floor, sliding in close to let SJ share her blanket with him. She kissed his cheek as she draped the soft fabric over his shoulders, pulling him even closer.

"Warm enough?" she asked, softly.

He nodded, smiling as she turned back towards the window.

"I love thunderstorms. My favorite type of weather."

"Can't say that I agree." Harvey replied, shuddering as another rumble of thunder echoed through the valley.

"Not a fan?" she smirked, reaching out to take his hand.

"Thunder.... Makes it a little difficult to sleep, is all." he said, lacing their fingers together.

The touch helped to ground him. It reminded him that he wasn't in his apartment, where the walls vibrated during particularly strong storms, and the windows shook so badly he thought they might shatter. He was much safer here, with SJ.

"Rain is just soothing for me, and the lightning looks so pretty." she added.

He watched the storm with her for a few moments. He could understand her appreciation for the quiet beauty of the flash that cut through the clouds and lit up the night sky, but the roaring thunder that followed was a grim reminder of all the damage that one little flash could do.

"Aren't you worried about the lightning damaging the farm?" he asked.

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My #1 post of 2022

Meet the Farmers (Pixel Portrait Masterpost)

Hello all!

During my recent stardew modding hyperfixation (I say recent, it's been like a year now😅) I've taken up making stardew-style portraits of farmers! I started with my 3, and then started making some for my friends, and now I've got about a dozen farmers from my fantastically talented stardew friends. (aka, this is a very long post)

So, without further ado, I'd like to introduce you all to the squad!

Name: Sadie "SJ" V

Pronouns: She/They

Farm: Atlantis Farm

In-game spouse/partner: Harvey

Creator: Atlantis

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90 notes - Posted November 27, 2022

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sunnsfighter · 1 year

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Intro And Info!

So yeah , welcome to this page! Call me sunns.

Trying my hand at this now since it might be easier with a migration going on already.. idk?

Im actually a refugee of different site that shut down ages ago (like 3-4 years ago i think??)

Tried insta and its not what im looking for , so im trying here for real this time

(I used IG/twitter for art /feeds and entertainment since i dont use tiktok , and venting/keeping in contact with irls who have insta )

21, dont really care about pronouns (prefer just going by sunns or sunny)

Until requests are made for side blogs or it feels needed, thisll be a multifandom/general content account!

Before ya follow/interact:

Takes me a second to reply to dms !

(Mentally im a bit unstable and partially mute , diagnosed for some things but might have other things going on, please be a bit patient with me! If im too much lemme know)

For tws im doing common triggers only like bugs/gore body horror, auto marking it as sensitive/mature content and and straight up nsfw/lewdposting is going in a new blog if needed . For any uncommon triggers my ocs have or if theres content I do thats triggering and you follow, lemme know in dms and ill make a special oc/contact tag or phrase for you to filter out , and add it to my special tag list below

I do :

-oc art (for this account i wanna try writing and light doodles, whatevers in my head)

- have a fuck ton of AUs ive always wanted to do a tumblr for , but never gotten the chance to do.. ill test a few out see what sticks

- occasional screenshot edits !

Fandoms, new and old:

- Jojos bizarre adventure

-Monster high: (looking to see the new show and old stuff, skipping the irl movie)

-Card game animes (buddyfight vet, YGO Fan, cardfight vanguard enjoyer, still gotta get back into shadowverse/battle spirits again.. always down for more)

-pokemon (games or anime)

-digimon (anime , want to play the game)

- Carmen sandeigo (90s and Modern)

-Jem and the holograms (revival when??? Read both idw and watched 90s)

-Splatoon (been playing since 2)

Secondhand Fandom interests (i like owning ocs and/or seeing content from the fandom, even people post and talk about it and spoilers , but not exactly interested in the show itself or in the fandom )

-Cookie run

- Steven Universe (seen it all for the sake of knowing how it ends , old fav of mine but lost its shine when i got older, now i just like the ocs)

-BNHA : not interested in watching at all, just like the idea behind it

-osc/ object show ocs (ocs are a comfort of mine, i know little context )

- MLP: ponies fun, and so is edits

-miraculous ladybug : that whole love square thing is nuts and would drive me batty so i wouldnt loyally watch (In order or from the beginning) however i look into people talking bout spoilers cuz i saw some random late season eps and got kinda invested

-the simpsons : twitter algorythm got me into the content ngl

Favorite things:

-OOAK doll customs

-vtuber/mmd/3d models

-crafts and plushies !

-general doll collecting!

-pokemon cards!

Character/inspo list!!!

FCBF:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/701598567859666944/character-insposfaves

cardfight vanguard:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/701602059573706752/cardfight-vanguard-im-not-as-hype-for-it-as-bf

carmen sandeigo:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/702734768685596672/carmen-sandeigo-faves-shorter-post-ill-add

general aesthetics and other fandom faves:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/702741884320284672/other-character-faves-aesthetics-aesthetics

Special tags/phrases -

[Tag] Admin Sunndeigo- carmen sandeigo AUS by the admin

(Sub tags TBA, but ill have 90s or 19 before the AUs so youll know whats what)

[Tag] Sunns eclipse- vent tag , commonly paired with code CIL

[ phrase , could be a tag] Code CIL - usually accompanied by a vent post, a character i own with both gore and body horror

Buddyfight: Next Born Chaos [2nd gen buddyfight fanseason] - admins 2nd gen buddyfight fan season/story

The yota project [3rd gen BF ace story]

Admins fan story for buddyfight ace next gens

[Tag]Gemblooded (if tag is active, will add sunns presents to it) - my SU AU.

Next gemerations [tent title] my version of a SU gem world. The CGs do not exist as a team and hybrids are aplenty..

(I cant wait to revive those subrace concepts)

#pinned bios #introduction #newish #what will i show? maybe the stuff i was going to #looking to follow

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risingsouls · 2 years

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🦎 + and for fun, what are you most loathed headcanons throughout the DBZ fandom ( bonus points for LoZ, too! )

🦎 for a Ramble || Always Accepting!

[I'll try to think of one for both. The trick is finding something that isn't the dumb shit canon did and are actually headcanons the fandom seems to have latched on to.

It's bad because all my brain can come up with is that I disagree with the pervasive narrative that Vegeta is a sub/bottom, mostly because some art i would rather never see again was suggested to me. 🤣🤣 I guess I struggle with this because most of my frustrations come from canon and fans touting every canon decision as absolute top tier greatness when it's garbagio at best. I also don't actually interact with a lot of fan made stuff tbh. The most I get is face.book's obsession with suggesting DB fan pages with their absolute trash takes. And I'm finding this is even harder with DB because the writers are so into fan pandering and taking shit the fandom has latched onto and pushing it in canon. So hm...

Alright. I'm going to channel @unboundpower here for a second and go with this (and she probably influenced it if I'm real because I never really considered it before interacting with her), but I hate how it seems a lot of people assume and write the fusions as just like...Vegeta's/Goku's replacement and with very cut and dry personality traits from both. Like yes, to a degree, you have to. They're a fusion of these two characters. But that's bland and boring. I like a more nuanced approach that treats them like their own being with their own personalities--influenced by their creators than just cut and pasting them exactly might be a way to put it--ambtions, and lives rather than just being a Goku and/or Vegeta clone. If that makes sense. Like this one is probably very fine line and hard to explain, but if you want a better idea, hit up Nebula's blog and you'll understand what I mean. She does soooo good with the boys and it's fantastic.

On that note, I'll add that, when it comes to the fusions, most of the fan content I see puts them into a relationship with Bulma after they fused permanently. Like not only is it fucked up because ChiChi was basically widowed as well, but it also goes back to what I was talking about in the fusions shouldn't just be Goku or Vegeta's replacement, and I like it WAY better when they're treated as their own beings in every facet, including their personal lives and dealing with how their existence effects those Goku and Vegeta had in their lives. It's makes for a more interesting narrative than, "oh well of course he just got back with Bulma and continued his (read Vegeta's) life."

Now for Zelda. Let's seeeee. It's been a hot minute since I've really interacted with that fandom or fan made content so gotta THINK.

Alright. We're gonna get controversial. And this is probably less headcanon than just like...how fans treat things, but I cannot stand when fans ride the black and white, good vs evil thing with the stories of LoZ, especially when it comes to Ganondorf. And, disclaimer, I do contend that I understand why it happens because the story itself does really push that with some probably too subtle wiggle room to play with that. But to be more specific, I LOATHE the idea that Hyrule is blameless for what happens to it. It's not something outright rampant in the fandom, but I know I had a few run ins back in the day that reeked of this sort of "blameless Hyrule" vibe when it's suggested that the shit they've done help cause the strife they go through (also note: this is me barring Demise's curse; I don't care what anyone says, I don't accept it. It's a cop out at best and cheapens the story).

Ganondorf is probably the greatest example of this. The shit he pulls is a result of how Hyrule treats his people. Yes, he definitely takes it too far and loses sight of that goal and is a horrible person for what he did. This isn't Ganondorf apologist hours by any means. But it's not Hyrule apologist hours either, and I hate how it often feels a lot of fans don't grapple with the other side of the coin, ESPECIALLY after WW comes out.

Which brings up another point: WW suggests Hyrule literally just prayed to the gods and waited around for the hero to return rather than trying to deal with Ganondorf's return themselves. Like there was PROBABALY a better fight than that but I don't know. The way Hyrule as a whole is written, it's VERY dependent on its heroes and the monarchy in a lot of games. But where are people calling that out HMMMMM???

Honestly, what that one comes down to is I just like it more when fans engage with the narrative on a deeper level than what's presented. There are arguments to be made that Hyrule isn't the guiltless, helpless victim that often portrayed, and there is often more eto the villains than gets looked into (and the writing doesn't help *side eyes Skyward Sword for that damn curse*).]

#.:ooc:.#.:ask:.#viopolis #i wanted to say more but im about to drive to the other office.#and i dont trust tumblr not to post it rather than save SO

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bluest-planet · 2 years

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Fuck it this is gonna be a fashion blog too because im OBSESSED.

I've had this idea on the back burner of my brain for a while now and drawing my magican/ouji inspired Klarion designs have really itched the spot in my brain enough for me to talk fashion more. Hope y'all dont mind me posting in the Klarion tag for this- I promise smth will come outta it. Long story short tho- I really, really want to make a Klarion themed coat with red (possibly blue and gold? Mostly black and red palette) embroidery and diamond patterning.

If u wanna read more about it (and me being a bit sappy) click for more!

Okay! If you've clicked to read this! Than many kudos to you for listening to crazed Blue's ramblings about fashion when ive only just made a pair of barely recognize mock-up pants like,,, yesterday and I'm still feeling proud of myself for it.

Quick rundown- I'm super into fashion, specifically Ouji fashion, sustainability, traditional latine/mexican embroidery/textile work, and occasionally street fashion. I have a sewing machine, ive patched up more than enough ripped pants, hemmed pants/shirts, and patches in my life. Small things really.

But recently, I've always had the idea of making very personalized/one of a kind type of jackets. I've done this to my own jean jackets to embroider stars, add decorative paneling and the like! Love it. My latest passion project though and important thing here is my 'Robin' themed jacket.

I took a white jean jacket from the thrift store, dyed it green, bought tones of sequins and shiny fabric to add to it. I'm currently in the painstaking process of sewing in one sequin at a time along my cuffs. Then I gotta embroider the R on the chest with gold n black thread. After that I'm gonna add red/gold/green diamond (or checkered, havent decided? Checks are easier but is it circus-y enough?) Along the back pannel. I might also embroider some stars, stripes, or wings as finishing touches. This has honestly kinda cost me lol, which is why ive been working on for almost a year now but just started w the bedazzlement. If I was gonna sell it (never im in love w it already but if i was) it be well over 100$ for the amount of love and labour ive put into it (my fingers have been pricked so many times lol.)

HOWEVER,,, I'm so in love with this process and I am just DYING to do this again. And all this fashion art for me just makes me love my hobbies so much. So, if I get the chance id love to try my hand at a Klarion inspired long coat next. More dramatic with flare!! An old coat, either black or smth I will dye black. If I go my Klarion magician/ouji designs Id love to do similar diamond patterning on panels or double lined on the inside, with celestial embroidery and new buttons. If i go with more yj themed Klarion- I WOULD LOVE to do long sleeves with red inner lining or cuffs to do smth nice and sleek but regal.

Of course, I'd have to buy all this and massively improve my sewing skills beyond minor application to actual fabrication. But im deadset on making a Klarion themed jacket next. I'll also be posting about the progress on my Robin Jacket soon too!! This was all an excuse to really just talk and hype myself up bc I feel like a quiet textile nerd stitching alone in my quiet little corner. Also bc, i may not be the best artist, but drawing Klarion a lot recently has really helped invigorate me to get outta depressive art funk and be excited about creating again- even if hes just my fashion model at this point to me, lol.

If you've read this far- wow, thank you! I'm very impressed w all the hardwork and earnestness of all the creators and enjoyers in the Klarion tag! I'd never thought a character tag for some niche DC Tumblrsexyman witchboy would make me so happy to engage with from time to time. The few comments ive gotten for my Klarion art has been to uplifting and encouraging to keep doing what I love. Stay cool out there! Thanks for reading this- uh? Blurb?? Means a lot.

#klarion #klarion the witch boy #Interstellar Fashion Runway #<- new fashion tag maybe #blue speaks #blue thinks

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starrierknight · 3 months

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I dread the day I forget to click the little "Ask anonymously" box. If that ever happens then please don't answer the ask I wanna be an anonymous little Star- Ahem. Anyway.

The art I meant is uhhh. Guys. I dunno I just like art of guys they look so good. And the reason I checked out your blog was actually the synesthesia thing! I remember years ago I was low-key obsessed with it for a while after reading a book that mentioned it (I can tell you about some related stuff from back then if you want those rambles? It's nothing too interesting but y'know)

Also since you add like. The perfect amount of line breaks I wouldn't mind any lectures or tangents or rambles y'know? Line yes give me a lecture about human experiments. I am interested. I could get invested. I wouldn't mind at all as long as you don't. Keep telling me about things that interest you so I can listen to an online stranger going by Reece, like how I am an online stranger going by Star, and you listen to me- what was I saying again?

Anyway uhh if you wanna hear more about that stuff I mentioned (or really anything I mention) let me know, especially since I'm finally at my pc now so I can type way faster and better

...Also I just reread your likes and uh. Bunnies, huh? Go on? (I love bunnies so stupidly much sagbkvhjab please show me some favorites if you can I will beg if you want--)

Okay byeee

- Star 💫

ofc ofc dw!!! I will simply pretend I do not see it. I'm not here to expose my darling anons :3

art of guys??? 😭😭 LMAO sick well. well well well. I will try to rb more art, I've been off my game abt rbing it recently. I should fix that smh.... gotta support the artists on here

oh really??? that's so cool!! I can't believe my silly little ask game encouraged you to say hi. I'm pretty grateful for it actually lololol. and wow. you read a book on it??? can you tell me about it, if you're up for it? I'd love to learn more (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

HAHAHAHA LMAO GOOD TO KNOW GOOD TO KNOW!!! teehee, very pleased that I've lured you in w my synesthesia and my line breaks. I consider this an epic win 😎 and I will totally be rambling (with ample line breaks ofc!) for you, my Star!!!! I love it so much, I could yipyap for days abt my silly little interests LMAO

and damnnnn look at you go! speed race typing, I see you!!!!!! mwah. your dedication to the cause is impressive and endearing.

OFLKGLSJDJF BUNNIES!!!! OMG OKAY SO SO SO THEY'VE BEEN MY FAV ANIMAL SINCE I WAS A TODDLER!!!!!!

they mean so much to me yk??? like yk how some ppl have animals they feel drawn/connected to??? that's me with bunnies. always have done.

fun fact! once when I was about 4 I was chatting to one of my mother's friends about bunnies and I described my dream bunny in so much detail and how I'd look after it that she thought I actually had it as a pet 😭🩷

I also have some Miffy stuff!!! I love Miffy so much, she's so cute. I have a couple of jellycat bunny plushies as well as a HUGE white rabbit plush on my bed. so comfy and squishy kfldlskfkfd

I also wanna get a little Peter Rabbit tattooed on my ankle one day!!! I really do love them. all bunnies are good bunnies, but I have such a soft spot for long haired bunnies and for lop eared ones :(

#꒰ =͟͟͞♡ ꒱ — love letters #꒰ ♡⃕ ꒱ — 💫

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sillyfudgemonkeys · 3 months

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the thing is all you do about p3re is salt about it. I'm disappointed by a lot about p3re too but I don't go as far as you do and be a downer all the time. you've been accusing it as a p5 game with the p3 skin which i think is disingenuous, because they were giving p5-esque updates to a 2002 game, a game over 2 decades old

im just happy that you're not one of those people who are hoping that p3's ending would be changed.

there are people saying that the answer is a retcon to the p3 game because mc did not die in p3vanilla and the answer retconned that.

but anyways... im just sad that everytime you post about p3re its all just salt.

Kinda feeling bad for P5 atm, since I've been dragging that dead horse for much longer. TT0TT But I think you're right, even tho I don't talk about it as much, but I've been mostly dragging P3R......

I'm going to be honest........as they come out with stuff, I haven't found a whole lot to be happy about:

(addressing the P5 point here since it goes hand in hand The P5 comparison, and the one I have the most issues with are portions of the UI (I still never published that damn asks did I? shit damn it, well it's buried I'll have to get it at a different time). There's def gameplay features they've added (but more or less I expected them, and actual gameplay changes I'm.....a bit more lenient towards tbh, battle systems will evolve and I accept that). Plus there's the new SEES outfits which are.....very P5 coded....and a strange "we gotta add this!" type of change (aren't we "honoring P3"? why do they NEED a new outfit? Why can't we just have a costume called "PT costume" like the PT got a "Shadow OPs" costume?). THAT BEING SAID....I don't think I've brought up the P5 comparison since the SEES outfits tbh. At least...I thought I was more focused on P3R itself lately...... I should go back and compare it and see just how much influence of P5 I think is on there now that the initial shock has wore off. (that being said....I tried glancing through my blog and....I don't talk about P3R often on here ;w; It's like maybe 70%neg, 30% pos/neutral? I think the last big blow up was the lack of the concept art being on the train? I feel like I've been very passive and silent about the game for the most part....not even talking about a lot of the ad art/trailers/interviews I dunno I just don't find I'm interacting with it much so TT0TT I get I'm being salty but I think P5 deserves to say "maybe ease off a bit yeah?" than P3R atm? sorry if it's been overly salty for you tho anon 😔)

They removed my fav MC. I love P3MC don't get me wrong, but I prefer FeMC. That being said, I love seeing them as a packaged deal. The work off each other so well. I hate how Atlus treats her fans it SUCKS. And IF we are lucky, she might be DLC???? I'm pissed at Atlus' DLC practices already, but this is a kick in the teeth. ;w;

They removed the Answser and Metis. Do I think the Answer is perfect? No. Do I have some issues with it? Yeah. But I love Metis, and good and bad, it's a big part of P3's story. And us not getting that is......really bad imo. Plus the possibility of MORE DLC???

They removed key gameplay features. Tired mechanic and split up mechanic being the biggest two (possibly reversals? I'm not sure on that, I don't mind reversals or even a play on the jealousy mechanic, I just think it needs to be reworked TT0TT). Two mechanics I loved and wished were in P4/5 tbh..... so yeah a bit salty, I've always felt it was a key feature of P3.

Still fucking DLC (not just P3R's fault, but still not a plus...or should I say negative?). And then the costumes aren't as good? TT0TT Thank god for the in game ones. orz At least they aren't making me pay for THOSE. DX

I....am not a fan of the new models and lighting. Soejima got me into Persona (I prefer the 25th anni art styles over this P3Rs), it's not that it's shit I just have a preference..... The lighting however.... and I've always kinda like Vanilla/FES's lighting scheme. There's parts of P3 that I just really love (the ones where they have special lightening and the rainbow). And P3R's.....just hurts my eyes ngl. TT0TT It's flat or bloomed, and then the models will look plasticy, it's just an assault on my eyes orz

Music.....I think I'm the kindest to the music, esp when covering the legacy songs. I don't mind covers. As long as I get an option to play the OG (I like options) then I'm fine. Edit: LOL NEVER MIND APPARENTLY THAT'S NOT THE CASE???? TT0TT WTF ATLUS??? I have some mixing issues (or Azumi's cursive singing) but even tho I labeled it as "salt." It's more of a "minor complaint" compared to other stuff on the list if I'm honest (maybe it'll sound better on my TV who knows)

Still no definitive version. It's related to FeMC/Answer, but really.....the damn questionnaires always listed Vanilla/FES/P3P. I know the biggest argument for a P3 remake was a definitive version. We still don't have that! I've been wanting one since before P3P was released! I knew this would be an issue! TT0TT

Maybe my salt is a bit more apparent because.....I love the originals......I mean I do have issues with them (Yukari/Junpei my be-loatheds), nothing's perfect, everyone has gripes about something even if they love it (*motions to the P4 fandom*). But with the new voice cast/possible translation (and new events) I'm willing to give them a chance (again.....like I always do orz).

I def don't want P3's ending to change. That being said, I'm not gonna be surprised if it does. "This might as well fucking happen" is my mentality atm (at best it's confirmed P3R is a new timeline, which I can dig but......is it really so hard to have one definitive ver???? orz). TT0TT If atlus really wants to keep using P3MC in future games (or heaven forbid FemC to an extent!) they really should play into the multi timeline. Might not be the P3MC we know as the SEES leader, but it's still a variation of him. (this way we keep the OG message in tact, explore/expand the lore, and still get to see an old face without "time warping/travel dream sequence" for the 1000th time, love those but moving forward is also good too TT0TT).

The answer.....didn't..... retcon..... TT0TT Ahhhh this is why the made the Answer, because people were confused. orz C'mon Atlus bring back the Answer! You've been screwing it over both in anime/movie and the manga like c'monnnnnn!!!! ;w;

*inhales* All that being said. I'm just weary. I'm hoping the end product is going to be a lot better than than it looks atm (and that's why I'm going to give it a chance, the complaints I have are from the previews). P3R has been in the perpetual state of "we're so back/it's so over" for me TT0TT It's tiring. And I'm just trying to keep my expectations on the ground (I've already been kicked and then kicked while I'm down with FeMC/Metis, I'd rather stay down until I know it's safe to get back up ;w;)

But there's been a few things that have been......highlights.

Hermit seems to be the same with all the emojis and such (I don't think they are voiced which is both sad and fun, cause I like trying to act out the L33T speak myself)

I think Female SLs have had a strong/confirmed leak that they have a friend route (please! TT0TT god I've wanted this so much!)

While I didn't get the option of SLing my male teammates ;w; I am getting episodes (which is in the vein of that and other stuff I've wanted!) AND there might be some big stuff with Strega which is also something I wanted! (as afraid as I am for flanderization, at least we're getting this!)

More Aigis/MC good stuff (at least in full 3D)

Midori's tweets are unfortunately giving me SOME hope for FeMC/Answer DLC. (unfortunate because it's DLC and cause I dunno if me hoping is good for my health atm)

There's some new songs that I like (even with my minor complaints)

we're getting a BMG randomizer???? Yay????? (I'm excited just confused TT0TT)

Tartarus looks decent, I'm hoping I like the gameplay loop even tho they've cut stuff I love! I'm hoping it's fun to explore!

I like the new upgrades to the presentation for the minor stuff (going to the arcade and such).

I like SOME of the design/UI choices (the white figures remind me a lot of the opening)

OP song is.......ok, pretty visuals. I like the visuals the most. (FES's song is still my fav tho)

As much as I'm resistant to idea (lots of pros and cons, so I'm very conflicted), a part of me is kinda hoping it's a new timeline ngl. I'm just afraid of what.......that entails tho. Like if it's a new timeline, it would explain some....differences and that would be cool. But at the same time I'm....afraid of them changing the ending. I guess I'm preemptively trying to soften the blow in case it happens?

I guess the confliction is "exploring something new" vs "actually honoring the original work????" (which I'm not really feeling they are doing atm).

I dunno, if they wanted to just do a new timeline experimental thing I'd rather they ruin/mess with P4. As someone who prefers P4 Vanilla and can easily just play that as my definitive version, I would've been more down with them messing with P4, and keeping P1/2/3 more faithful and creating a definitive version. Wait...."new timeline"....uhoh *opens up new post* Theory time ;w;

But...yeah I'm sorry anon. I didn't think I was posting about it THAT often tbf (I think the most I've said is on twitter and it's mostly been about the models/lighting fksjkldja but even then I don't think it was THAT often either).

Who knows, maybe I'll like P3R when it releases! Or maybe I'll ignore it and jus stick with FES/P. We'll find out later I guess. TT0TT

#p3r salt #silly asks #silly answers #silly salt #don't worry i have issues with P4 too maybe not the same as other's #(it's probs why I prefer playing the vanilla ver of P4)

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