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acemapleeh · 1 year

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I posted 2,196 times in 2022

That's 2,001 more posts than 2021!

274 posts created (12%)

1,922 posts reblogged (88%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@kitaychan

@hetaari

@hetagrammy

I tagged 1,909 of my posts in 2022

Only 13% of my posts had no tags

#art - 774 posts

#hws england - 390 posts

#hws america - 346 posts

#hws canada - 325 posts

#hws france - 211 posts

#ace twaddles - 121 posts

#writing - 80 posts

#hws scotland - 75 posts

#hws netherlands - 57 posts

#hws russia - 55 posts

Longest Tag: 136 characters

#changing his knitting from alfred's sweater to matt but i bet even after everything matt will be able to tell it was not meant to be his

My Top Posts in 2022:

Come Ashore for Rack and Ruin

Summary: In the midst of the Battle of the Somme, an ancient horror has decided to show its ugly face on the battlefield and Matthew is somewhere out in the fog. Alistair goes to find his nephew.

Characters: Scotland, Canada, France, England

Word Count: 5282

Warnings: Temporary Character Death, Graphic Description of Gore

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Late Summer of 1916, North-Central Somme, France

It felt like it didn’t even have to rain for the thick wool of Alistair’s kilt to be absolutely soaked and weigh an extra ton against his reddened, numbed thighs. The mud did a good enough job as well as the rain from days long gone still lingering deeply in the fibers.

It was a rare, silent evening and those were the ones that put Alistair on edge the most. Silent, apart from the moans of the plethora of wounded men, many of whom, Alistair would say have copped a blighty and should be on their way home. Gunfire had been shot earlier that day and the entirety of his Majesty’s empire of scattered corpses stretched across no man’s land and a thick fog was the only grave they were getting for the time being. He peered over the top of the trench, but it was as black as the Earl of Hell’s waistcoat. No one was certain what the Germans had in mind yet but men needed to be retrieved if any survivors had a chance at being saved.

Matthew was out there somewhere.

The lad was lucky that he hadn’t been found by Gilbert or his brat of a brother.

Alistair wasn’t entirely sure if that was the case though and his stomach lurched at the thought. Earlier in the evening, he had gotten into a shouting match with his youngest brother. ‘ Matthew’s a grown man and will make his way back if he knows what’s good for him and the Empire . I know him, he wouldn’t allow himself capture. ’ He knew he couldn’t rest until he was certain the boy was brought back to the safety of their hellhole of a home, whether that meant dragging his corpse back or knowing for sure he had to come up with a plan to rescue him from the enemy. The latter would mean having to get Arthur furtherly involved which he wanted to avoid at all costs.

He was going to scout it out alone.

Securing his helmet on his matted red curls and kit firmly to his side, he climbed out of the ditch, his belly and out of regulation beard down in the detritus and rubble.

Matthew was always hard to find in these situations.

Time and time again, Alistair had memorized how to find his kin. He knew the scent of death they all emitted, what their face-down forms looked like in the dark, and the sounds they made as life rushed suddenly back into their flesh and bone.

His brother’s children though?

Even though he’d spent the most time with the young Canadian, he had only witnessed his death perhaps once or twice before and he couldn’t recall any useful details of how to go about locating his corpse.

Arthur smelt of the sea and rain-soaked woodland.

Dylan, a hedgerow in spring and driftwood.

Morgan of seaside morning dew and buttery furze.

Himself, blooming heather and an ocean storm.

Matthew smelt like... he wanted to say evergreen pine. He wanted to say he smelt like winter. But he knew that couldn’t be right. There was a lack of smell in the cold, on those freezing, white mornings before he went hunting or hiking; his eyes felt keener, ears on edge for the slightest of sounds.

The air felt heavy as he shifted through the scattered remains, feeling uneasy with every step until he eventually had to stop to get back into sorts.

Something was amiss in the deepest parts of the fog.

He spotted a shape in the dark and his grip tightened on the butt of his rifle. He would say the thing was at least fifty meters away if he wagered a guess. Squinting, he vaguely made out something large, something that appeared to be scraping in the mud. Just staring at it made him feel uneasy, and made him want to vomit up his sorry excuse for tea.

He risked firing a flare into the sky, praying the rest of the world was asleep for just these few moments. He had to know what he was dealing with; what he had to fight if it meant bringing his nephew to safety.

A dim red light briefly lit up the night.

His breath stuck in his throat.

It took every muscle fiber to keep his arm raised, to not drop the flaregun and bolt the other direction.

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Arthur Home Headcanons

Minimalism? What’s that? This man has stuff everywhere in his home. Cluttercore

He is entirely guilty of reusing containers that don’t match what’s inside. Have you see English tea tins? He has a cabinet dedicated to them but it’s anyone’s guess as to what’s actually inside. He has a separate cabinet that has actual tea and the works. This tin was the limited edition Christmas English breakfast from 1962, of course I can’t get rid of it. That was a gift from Matthew in 2003, he’d be devastated if I tossed it in the bin. He may not even remember the reason for one but thinks if he holds onto it, it’ll eventually come to him.

I’m not even touching his collection of teacups and mugs.

His house is in good, clean condition. I want to make that clear. He just has trouble when it comes to change. If something breaks, it may stay that way for a while because the manufacturer who made it isn’t around anymore. Arthur will attempt to fix it himself but he’s no expert. He’s ruined things in his attempts so he’ll leave them to gather dust. He’s had a bread cutter from before World War II that’s rusted and the cutting board desperately needs a cleaning but he hasn’t gotten around to it.

If he absolutely must swallow his pride, he’ll ask Alistair to fix something he’s particularly found of.

His home in London isn’t his original one from a few hundred years back. The townhouse that was a relic of the Victorian/ Georgian era was all blown the rubble in the Blitz. He’s moved to East London to try to stay a little in the time capsule that’s formed there.

Really losing his home in the war was something that took years to get past but really, he hasn’t. He had saved what he could but the armchair from 1754 that he’d replaced the cushions of numerous times, the entirety of the library, and things one man alone just couldn’t pull from the flames were all silently mourned for.

The newer residence is honestly far less of a death trap and perhaps losing the old one was a blessing in disguise.

Still very much has the “nice” living room for guests and more formal affairs and the much more lived in one where the clutter really has gotten out of hand. Aside from his study that is.

His main residence is that townhome in Spitalfields.

He hates purging. He’ll constantly say he’s in the process of it whenever company is over to excuse any clutter or mess. Sorting through books, seeing if any the shops or museum will take. Going through clothes again that fill the closet even though he rotates the same handful of things.

Has the same spoon he’s been stirring his tea with for over seventy years. The bottom is completely flat. He’s been gifted a new one but he hasn’t taken it out of the drawer quite yet.

Similarly, he was gifted an electric kettle one year but in a drunken state on pure muscle memory, he put it on the stovetop. He’s been gifted a new one and is much more mindful on where he keeps it.

Please stop giving this man new things for his kitchen.

You want to talk museum, you go to his centuries old countryside manor. The land was gifted to him in the 14th century during the Hundred Years War in Suffolk. Perfectly isolated. He’s owned homes and land before, mind you, but this was his first private manor that he’s built upon and had full control over.

The clutter did get out of control during his early archaeology days and he’s been very carefully going through things so they go to the proper place. He has returned things and is trying to make amends.

Some rooms, not all, have those ugly, Victorian wallpaper ceilings.

It’s a hodgepodge of just, so many different eras.

You never know what you’re going to find when you open just about anything. Books? He uses just about whatever was near him at the time as a bookmark. Drawer? Funeral lockets from his children and lovers. Some things haven’t been touched in ages and look like they’ll fall apart if you do so much as breath on them.

There are a lot of rooms here and each one of them of themed to his design. The rooms his children lived in still very much reflect that they were once a part of his home.

Used to throw very elaborate parties here as well as a funeral or five.

Please be careful because this house is not child friendly. All of his weapons and armor are proudly on display in the halls.

There’s little projects scattered around the house that you’ll find pieces of.

This is the house that has the majority of his more precious items. Between the first Great Fire of London and the Blitz, he moved whatever he could fit in that home.

His third home I’ll mention is a smaller cottage in the North Midlands. It’s simple, really meant for one or two people at the most. This is his get away from it all.

Stunning garden and his absolute pride and joy. The fae watch over this one since he’s unable to tend to it most of the year. They get to reside in the home and take care of it even when he’s present.

Least modernized than a majority of his homes. Still has electricity and running water but no television for example.

The Victorian era really defined what his home would be like going forward. Of course, things were deadly so in his newer versions of the home, the authentic arsenic soaked wallpaper has been replaced with replicas.

121 notes - Posted January 8, 2022

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please enjoy this stupid compilation of instagram memes about our favorite dysfunctional anglo family

148 notes - Posted April 14, 2022

Throughout Victorian England, mourning jewelry was used as a tribute or memento to remind the wearer about their love for the person they had lost. Hair was very commonly used in these pieces as it did not decay and represented a love everlasting.

Though Arthur knew his sons would return from death, there was still deep grief and sadness in times they were lost.

Featured here are two funeral lockets in his possession.

Select here for Charlie’s and Jack’s

The first is inscribed, ‘My dear son’s spirit hath fled the 17th of September 1862. Alfred Fortenay Jones.’

The lock of hair was acquired shortly after the Battle of Antietam in the American Civil War. Though the pair was not on speaking terms at this time, Arthur would still quietly mourn times he knew his eldest son had met with Death. He asked his second son, Matthew, that upon checking his brother, should he have perished in battle, to please bring home a lock of hair with him. Arthur wished for a keepsake of his son, to hold onto a hope he wouldn’t speak aloud for his son to live. But in case the war were to end in disaster, he would have something of Alfred’s he could hold onto if he were to return to the Earth.

The second reads, ‘My dear son fell asleep the 27th of April 1842. Matthew Marc Jean-Luc Williams.’

Disease is never an easy way to die. Arthur held Matthew’s hand as he succumbed to consumption, the first time the young man had a disease take him. Arthur would swear that his son never quite looked the same after this took place. His eyes always tired and sunken, skin pale, and just a little too thin. Perhaps he always looked this way and it wasn’t until after this wasting disease did he notice. He had almost lost his son a handful of times in the past to other illnesses but each time he would recover. Not even Arthur himself could escape this dreadfully romantic plague. How quiet Matthew was when he died, quieter still upon awakening. Arthur knew he would return, despite all the turmoil in Quebec some years ago- he had to believe his son would live to see another day.

171 notes - Posted March 15, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Pls tell me more about your universe where nations are public and are public meanaces to society. I think it would be super funny,

I haven't really incorporated the idea in any fics or anything, but realistically speaking, nations have got to be known in the public eye. I know when I first started writing for the fandom, I read one fic where nations were considered top secret so I sort of followed in suit for the longest time. Now, the idea of them being very well known and figure heads is hilarious. It also makes more sense canon wise (but like who cares about following canon).

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549 notes - Posted November 6, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #there's something about the stupid memes being my best post that like #doesn't surprise me #doesn't feel super good but also like #getting that many notes on a hetalia post feels pretty okay #idk my third is fucking instagram video meme so like #who am i to really say

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blightyartist · 1 year

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Greetings to any and all who find this blog! I am the Blighty Artist, moving back to this site after a decade long hiatus! It has been so long, but I plan to post art, comics and anything that tickles my fancy!! It should also be noted that I am a freelance artist and have commissions open for anyone to take a look at! Will make a separate post for that information. Regardless, it feels good to be back and hope to post more soon! Stay Tooned!!!

#announcement #introductory post #drawing commisions #commissions open

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ghostfriendly5 · 2 years

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‘Choose Your Enemies Carefully’ Book Review (Fewer Problems)

SPOILERS

The second book in the early Shadowrun ‘Secrets of Power’ trilogy, is a bit better and quite a bit funnier. Mostly due to the British setting, with Dodger even dropping in on my home port of Bristol. Surrounded by an unfinished biodome in 2051, much of a muchness with our current mayor’s absurdly unsuccessful plans for a new arena and underground. For the record, we never say ‘criminey!’, a ‘rotter’ isn’t a situation but a person, cricket has a ‘first ball’, instead of an ‘opening pitch’, and it isn’t ‘three leopards’ on the shirt.

We do have some twits who hang around Stonehenge pretending to be druids, so it was rather amusing to see some upper class twits remake Wicker Man with all the deftness of Nicholas Cage. I’m not quite clear (again) whether their plan was to place Gordon-Windsor on the throne or sacrifice him in a ‘sacred king’ ritual to gain power, but ‘real’ druids would be speaking Celtic instead of Old English, and sending the Anglo-Saxon invaders back to Germany with their German royals. The Welsh are unhappy enough about an English ‘Prince of Wales’ at the moment, apart from our pinching the whole of England off them.

It was a pity Sam Verner never dropped in on the West End to take in Pirates of Penzance, and the only outlaws as insensibly over-virtuous as himself. Although it’s absurdly contrived that he ends up fighting deranged druids in Blighty at all. Dodger has to forge evidence that his sister is involved, for no good personal reason of his own, except preventing a few murders on the other side of the world. Without apparently knowing at the time that Janice was actually involved in the first place (And grateful for the obese Hyde-White shagging her, according to dear Sam, because orks are so ugly)! Dodger himself is alright though (he even has a cameo in the HBS games). His ‘verily’s are too artificial to be pretentious, much more bearable than fake-RP or mockney would’ve been. Funny voices and laughable accents are more essential to roleplaying than dungeons or dragons; Dodger is essentially a roleplayer placed in a roleplaying game.

As for Sam, the British setting reminds us that his handle of ‘Twist’ is at least appropriate; Oliver Twist was led by the Artful Dodger into a life of crime. He was also an absurdly sanctimonious little goody-goody; better if Sam had gotten out straight away, like Oliver, instead of hanging about as an insufferable prig with one foot in the deep end. Syncretism of shamanism with Christianity is a deep, real topic, the stupidity of bedhopping shadowrunners is a worthy one, but the superficial self-righteousness of everything Sam says or thinks on any topic is nauseating. He finds time to badmouth poor Hanae as well as his ork sister, and Janice’s fall/redemption would make a massively more interesting story; her sections are certainly the best parts of the book, set in a truly treacherous and corrupting Sixth World. An actual story about Sam’s search for his sister might also be worth reading. Poor Hart continues her slide into the ineffectual Bond girl zone; at least sleeping with Sam didn’t destroy Sally’s ability to do her job. Sam’s final takedown of Hyde-White was written considerably better than he deserved.

While it’s still unbelievable that a character like Sam could last a minute in the Shadows, defeat major villains with a few weeks half-hearted training, or get the time of day from Runners like Dodger or Sally if they’d stolen a crate of watches, the good old Shadowrunning action is on display; rather sharper than the last book. Willie quietly and efficiently does good work, Dodger’s matrix warfare and sally against Camelot were strong sections. Although I expected his romance with Megaera, a far-reaching event in Shadowrun history, to get a lot more attention than it did.

#shadowrun #Novel #book review #rpg #bristol #uk #druids #wales #oliver twist #Dickens

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captain-melloartblog · 2 years

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Some of my word girl ocs

Inorder

Captain Crystal:brute and force of nature and has ability control crystals making them into weapons as her plan dominate the word with crystals making it her kingdom.

Blighty: study in the field of plants and mushrooms spores and sickness wanting heal the world only go into disaster, blighty was name that she gave herself having ability to give others sickness as one touch even giving metal rust and making food rotten even going so far to control dead plants and mushrooms and black moles showing the world only rotten to its core but even thou she had villian side by day, she actually kind mother who adopt son who wishes to be like her one day as blighty would protect her son with all cost as he just 5 year old. (hopefully this alrighty for info about her)

Diamond duchess: a circus performer! She flexible as she able do tricks as her main symbol is diamonds as she able do superpower of her own which is using diamonds shape to create portals! She able dazzle the audience but yes even with this fame and power sometimes isn’t enough for her sometimes you need more.

Here my word girl ocs which I honestly don’t post much of but here they are!

Also if guys want check out my word girl account here it is! Just there a lot old word girl art there that I reblog but there be new ones there too! @blighty-rotten-tomatoes

Art and Ocs belongs to me aka captain Mello

#my oc #my art #word girl ocs #word girl

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jnwakeling · 6 months

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An African Prayer (Thanks to the Saints)

By Jonathan N. Wakeling Harare, November 12th 2023

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For my Brother and my Sister - ever together in spirit and the safety of numbers Africa

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Of St. John and St. George and of Jonathan and King David, of St. Peter and St. Paul and of St. Mary and St. Barbara

Of Sarah and of Delilah

Of Aaron's Rod and Jacob's Ladder

God bless and devil be behind me

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"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me."

~Psalm 23:4, KJV

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Thanks, firstly and foremost, to St. Christopher, for helping me cross the Jordan and the Zambezi and the Thames and all the wide rivers of life

Thanks to St. Luke for giving me the freedom to paint like Vincent and Picasso and Frida Kahlo

Thanks to St. Beatrix for keeping my candle lit in the depths of Africa and equally brightly lit back at home in Blighty and for all humanity

Thanks to St. Francis of Assisi for making me a lover of nature in all its glory and its myriad forms

Thanks to the Saints for I know not who I am

Thanks to the Saints for I know not what I do

Thanks St. Vincent for helping me choose a good red and also a sweet white wine - thanks for the food and drink, and for the ladies and gents

Thanks to St. Adrian for manning my army of words and making me a good soldier of the Lord, I pray Africa

Thanks to St. Justin for making me wise beyond my years and thanks to St. David for letting me wax lyrical like Yeats or Eliot, Wordsworth or the Bard of Avon

And thanks to St. Thomas for guiding me through the University of Life even on my doubting days

And thanks to all the Saints in the heavens above - St. Dominic especially - my friend and my companion through our collective living night that is today's modern world (and thanks for my telescope St. Dominic by which device I may touch the heavens)

Thanks to the Saints

Thanks too to the Lady Saints. Thanks to St. Monica who keeps my precious Mother safe

Thanks to the Saints

St. Catherine for schoolgirls. St. Nicholas for schoolboys

And St. Anthony to dig our graves when at last our Great Wheel turns

Thanks to the Saints

Thanks to San Francisco America, the north and thanks to São Paulo, America, south of the Equator

Rome wasn't built in a day and Homer sometimes nods

Thanks, at last, to St. Dorothea for keeping my garden green and my flowers blooming that all may see the light - and thanks, therefore, also for the blazing light of your candle, St. Beatrix, in the twilight of my years

Thanks to the Saints, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John

For we no not, for we no not

Thanks to the Saints, Moses the Black and Our Lady of Africa, and bless the bed that I lie on Planet Earth and Lady Gaia. The world before us, hell behind us and the heavens above us, I, St. Africa The Great, do bless you all

Thanks to the Saints

Thanks to St. Homobonus for the tailors and to St. Maurice for the weavers

and to St. Cecilia for the song and thanks for the dance St. Vitus

Thanks my Lord and my Lady

Thanks to the Saints, thank you, thank you, thanks St. Faustina for every little joy and every little moment of sadness

With thanks for the kindness of the stranger on the rocky roads of life, I bid you adieu St. Christopher

💟✝️🙏

#poetry #saints #prayer #africa

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greasesponge · 4 years

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Shark?

#doodles #sketch #Blighty #my art

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onceuponathreetwoone · 4 years

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#good luck #get the arts and crafts out #you can do this #still no school closures in good ol’ blighty #my team is already two staff down due to the new measures announced today #coronavirus #random ramblings #uk coronavirus

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aliveria · 7 years

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blighted solas :D

#dragon age #solas #my art #a poor blighty boy #if this is crap don't tell me just give me pity likes ok #i used a couple of screenshot refs but i don't remember where i saved them from #so if you recognise lemme know and i'll credit

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reallyhardydraws · 5 years

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my wonderful friends, i am going away again!!! i sure love going away. this time, i am once again going to the philippines to visit family with my mum & sister. there’s rarely a steady internet connection at our family’s house, and i won’t be bringing my drawing tablet/laptop with me, so…

digital art is taking a pause. however, if you’ve been following me for a while you’ve probably seen my travel diary posts, and rest assured! i will be doing those again while i’m away this time too - and, if i can, when i can, i’ll upload the uncoloured pages to my instagram story, to be coloured and uploaded here when i get back to blighty.

‘til i return, don’t forget i have a redbubble store if you fancy buying some of my art on some real world objects, a youtube channel featuring my real life face and voice, and a personal blog where i make the occasional personal post and upload the occasional selfie and reblog just like, whatever.

hope to have more bright and colourful drawings for you all in the near future, and have a great month of april.🌴☀️🌈

#draws

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teaandgames · 4 years

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The Tea Times - November 2019

Ah, November. For you folks in the United States, this signals a day full of turkey, relatives and drunken conversations. For us over in Blighty, it signals the last warning before that other day full of turkey, relatives and drunken conversations. The wallet’s looking bare, the temperatures dropping, it can mean only one thing - Christmas is coming. Before we begin the panic though, let's look back at the previous month.

At a glance:

Star Wars Jedi: Fallen Order, Death Stranding, Pokemon Sword and Shield, Layton’s Mystery Journey: Katrielle and the Millionaires’ Conspiracy and Planet Zoo released.

Everwild, Age of Empires IV, Half-Life: Alyx, Knights of Light, Arise: A Simple Story, Nine Witches: Family Disruption announced.

Google Stadia announces its launch line up.

Someone’s making Silent Hill in first person

New Saints Row to be announced next year

Project C becomes Life Beyond

The Releases

I’ve never followed Star Wars too closely, being more into classic fantasy than sci-fi, but the thrill of lightsaber battling is not lost on me. Star Wars Jedi: Fallen Order seems to have captured that pretty well, with lots of lightsaber waggling and force powers that come together to make a pretty exciting action game. It’s been awhile since a good single player Star Wars game has been on the market and this one seems to fit the bill. It came out on November 15th.

Death Stranding, the premier package delivery game (if the internet is to be believed) came out on November 8th. It being a Kojima game, it’s pretty confusing from an outsiders perspective (and not necessarily straightforward for an insider) but what is clear is that it’s a polarising game. It seems to be about ninety percent walking simulator, which is a divisive genre full stop. Add Kojima into the mix? Then God only knows.

Pokemon Sword and Shield is the release this month that I’m most excited for. Despite being twenty-six, I was transported back to my youth as I added it to the top of my Christmas list. It’s been getting mixed reviews from the community, largely centered around the lack of the National Pokedex. Makes sense. Less pokemon can hardly be a good thing. Either way, it seems to hold the same, good, clean fun that the series is known for. The pair came out on November 15th.

Layton’s Mystery Journey: Katrielle and the Millionaires’ Conspiracy wins the award for longest game title I’ve ever typed out. The next in the disarmingly charming puzzle series came to the Switch on November 8th. I mark it here solely because I didn’t realise it had come out on 3DS two years ago. Still, I hope the series finds a welcome home on the Switch.

Planet Zoo, labelled the ultimate zoo simulator, came out on the 5th November. Made by the people who made Planet Coaster and Zoo Tycoon, there’s a good chance that it’ll be a good follow up. After all, they seem to know what they’re doing. Going by the screenshots alone, it looks like it’s pretty in depth too. One for the hardcore simulators, perhaps.

The Announcements

Everwild is a new project from Rare, the Banjo-Kazooie lads, and it looks absolutely gorgeous. That’s about as much as we know, to be honest, other than it’s likely going to be Xbox exclusive. The trailer shows a group of humans timidly interacting with a number of animals. Some, like the deer, seem friendly. Others… less so. I don’t have any more details on it, at the moment, but it’s worth keeping your peepers on.

Age of Empires IV has been long anticipated since Age of Empires III failed the light the spark in the hearts of die hard fans. I rather liked it but the guns and cannonballs didn’t go down too well. You might be relieved to learn that they’ve been thrown out the window for IV. It’s back to swords, arrows and big chunks of masonry. Hopefully, Age of Empires has gone back to its roots now. No concrete release date yet.

In a fairly shocking move, Valve has revealed the next entry in the Half-Life series. There are two things to note with that. Firstly, it’s a prequel featuring Alyx. That’s not so bad as she was a rather good character. The bigger, second thing of note is that it’s a VR game. Therefore cutting off most of the market. Still, Valve is one of the biggest champions of VR, so it perhaps shouldn’t be so surprising. Half-life: Alyx is coming March 2020.

Knights of Light is a game inspired by Mount and Blade and its trailer and screenshots contain much the same sort of feeling. Horseback combat that looks as exciting as it is terrifying and lots of hitting people with swords. The plot centers around Iraq and the battle of Al-Qadisiyyah, which I absolutely didn’t copy and paste in. I know nothing about that battle but that almost makes it better. It’s a chance to learn while hitting people. Looks like it’ll be hitting early access first, but I’m not sure when yet.

Arise: A Simple Story is a game with an awful title that caught my eye simply because of how pretty it is. The trailer opens with an elderly chap’s funeral pyre, only for him to wake in a snow covered world. As he explores, he seems to enter a forest-like area. I probably won’t be able to tell you much more, as it looks to be a PlayStation 4 title, but it’s coming out on December 3rd.

Nine Witches: Family Disruption is a quirky looking adventure game about an alternate history involving Nazis and supernatural forces. It’s done in a retro pixel art style and seems to be trying to emulate the older school of adventure games. The humour in the trailer seems very hit or miss (mostly miss), but if it’s your cup of tea, check it out in Quarter 2 2020.

Google Lines ‘Em Up

Google has revealed its line up for its launch, which will take place on the 19th November. The list is this:

Assassin's Creed Odyssey

Destiny 2: The Collection

Gult

Just Dance 2020

Kine

Mortal Kombat 11

Red Dead Redemption 2

Rise of the Tomb Raider

Samurai Shodown

Shadow of the Tomb Raider: Definitive Edition

Thumper

Tomb Raider: Definitive Edition

A rather odd choice to include three Tomb Raider games on launch, but it’s a fairly impressive line up. I rather like Thumper being in there. They’ve also promised to add the following before the end of the year:

Attack on Titan 2: Final Battle

Borderlands 3

Darksiders: Genesis

Dragon Ball Xenoverse 2

Farming Simulator 19

Final Fantasy XV

Football Manager 2020

Tom Clancy's Ghost Recon Breakpoint

Grid

Metro: Exodus

NBA 2K20

Rage 2

Trials Rising

Wolfenstein: Youngblood

A mixed bag of games there but, for all of its faults, Stadia is at least coming out swinging in its first year. Whether it’ll be enough, however, remains to be seen.

The Hills Have (New) Eyes

A quick part here to point towards an interesting development. Someone is remaking the original Silent Hill in first person. It’s only a concept at the moment, but check it out. It looks great. I can, however, hear the terrible siren noise that can only mean the arrival of a cease & desist. Still, Konami may have chucked Silent Hill aside in favour of a pachinko machine but it’s nice to see that people are still carrying the torch.

Even outside of that context, this video looks pretty damn creepy. If nothing else, this might prove that there’s more to the original Silent Hill than awkward controls. It proves that it’s scary full stop.

The Prez is Back!

Didn’t want to stick this one in the announcements because it feels more like a pinky promise than an actual announcement. Still, the current big bosses that own the Saint’s Row franchise, Koch Media, have said that they’ve got a new game in the making. They don’t want to release too many details now and start colouring people’s expectations but more details are going to coming next year.

Saint’s Row IV came out about six years ago and was nothing but crazy, ridiculous fun. It’ll be interesting to see where the series can go from here, to be honest. Once you’ve reached the point of being an actual overpowered superhero, is there anywhere up? I guess we’ll find out next year.

C To (L)B

Project C, a pretty looking social MMO, has gone through a name change, to reflect its core idea. It’s been changed to Life Beyond. To be frank, I had never heard of it, mostly because MMO’s aren’t really my bag. Still, I do like the idea of social MMOs. The idea of trying to bring people together to build communities and make friends is great. It doesn’t always work, mind you, due to the caustic nature of internet communities.

When it does though, it’s great. I’m reminded of that sprawling Minecraft villages where everyone builds their fantasy architecture together. Not sure if I’ll get it myself, but it’s bright colourful graphics make it one to watch. That’s all for November, see you in December!

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blightowl · 5 months

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Kisame Week 2023 was in August and uhhhhh I'm still working on my submission for it

I made these silly WIP screenshots the other day instead of working on it, so needless to say things are going well!

#hoshigaki kisame #naruto fanart #naruto shippuden #my blighty art #WIP #kisame week WIP #my goal is to finish this project before the end of the year #and I actually work on it a lot‚ I just work so slowly #the grind is real

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harrylee94writes · 5 years

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I could give you some sort of excuse about why I haven't written for this story in something close to a year (and some of them would be pretty damn good; I've moved from good old Blighty to Japan in the past few months for example and I've been learning how to teach kids how to speak English as a foreign language), but to be honest I got distracted and found other things more interesting for a good long while. Now I have a lot of time on my hands again I've re-read some of my old stories and found the spark for my beloved Inkborne isn't quite as smothered as I'd thought it had been.

As always, @the-vampire-inside-me is entirely to blame for this, and also @squigglydigglydoo as well now! Thank you both for your amazing art; they’re always just so inspiring!

Summary: Henry, once citizen and artist of the great city of Yharnam, has spent many years travelling the world as a Hunter for reasons that few know, and even fewer speak of. But then, one day, he receives a letter from a friend from long ago, and he returns to the city he once knew, but has been twisted to something beyond his recognition.

Yharnam had indeed changed in his absence.

First Chapter Previous Chapter Next Chapter

#writing inspired by art #writing #art #fan art #inkborne au #inkborne #bloodborne #bendy and the ink machine #bendy the dancing demon #bendy the demon #henry (batim)#hunter henry #retired hunter djura

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twelvesy · 5 years

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I’d made the decision to book my flight back to Blighty from Brisbane. It felt like such a big decision at the time, but no sooner had I done it then I knew it was the right move. Everything just started to fall into place....

...Right, so I had one last week in Oz: time to tan it up! I considered going to the Gold Coast, but everyone who recommended it just didn’t seem like my peoplez. I opted for Byron Bay instead, as it just seemed like a super chill place.

I was so lucky with the weather and the people I met there. I had a list of things I wanted to do, but, in the end, I just bounced from the beach to the amazing hostel (The Arts Factory) I stayed at....

#backpacking #travelling #travel #traveling #solo travel #byron bay #australia

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benthemusicalbeard · 5 years

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9 Jan 2019

Hello there! New year seems a long and distant memory now but have no fear, three more songs to let into your life and hopefully bring some enjoyment to an always dreary early January feel!

First this week some Belgian based Latin music.......you are WELCOME! The group are called The Chakachas and were formed in the late 1950′s by many Belgian based Latin Soul session musicians. By the time they had stopped performing as a group in the late 1970′s they had achieved minor success in both UK & the US, their only number one coming in their native Belgium.....and you can imagine the competition it was up against. That said, the song I have chosen to share, taken from the soundtrack of one of the Grand Theft Auto games, allowed me to explore a little into their discography and there is some pretty good stuff! The minor success I referred to came in the form of the song ‘Jungle Fever’ which reached number 8 in the US but was not given the airplay in the UK due to the inclusion of moaning noises and heavy breathing! Enjoy this song anyway, a very happy feel to it!

The Chakachas - Stories - https://youtu.be/C_irhRECUfQ

Secondly this week and something from good old Blighty, namely a group called Field Music. Formed in 2004 in Newcastle they have released seven albums to date and I first heard of them after hearing a song off their 2012 release ‘Plumb’. That song was called ‘(I Keep Thinking About) A New Thing’ and I enjoyed the album enough to check on their earlier releases. A mix of what critics have called art-rock combined with hints of art-pop mean a upbeat tempo to all their songs which are very cleverly written. The group were Mercury prize nominated and for my money deserve more success than they have attained so far. Their latest album released in February 2018 entitled ‘Open Here’ is a slight change to a more synth based direction with songs like ‘Count It Up’ a good advert for the album. The song I have chosen is one of my favourite of theirs off their 2016 release ‘Commontime’, there’s plenty of stuff of theirs to listen to and I will leave it in your capable hands to you to give the back catalogue a listen and decide upon your favourite album of theirs!

Field Music - Disappointed - https://youtu.be/tWoVU7Zd894

Finally this week and I’m going back to my ‘comfort music’. I give you my apologies now for this but with more time at home over the Christmas period I had some of my old music out and listened to some absolutely sensational stuff I have not listened to in a long time. Hands up who wants a 20 minute psychedelic rock song.....anyone?! Well I do! I often find myself lying in dark rooms relaxing to music and the band I love more than any other for this venture is Pink Floyd. Their brand of rock has had me hooked ever since hearing ‘Dark Side Of The Moon’ for the first time in my teens. I’m convinced that hangovers, colds and fevers can be cured by killing the lights, plugging into DSOTM at a high volume and allowing yourself to drift off with the music. Tried and tested, it should be prescribed by doctors across the land! Now, if you are not Pink Floyd fans or only know the popular hits of theirs, ‘Another Brick In The Wall’, ‘Comfortably Numb’, ‘Money’ etc then here are a couple of songs for you to enjoy. My favourite song’s of theirs would probably be ‘Sheep’ from the album Animals, ‘Time’ from DSOTM and ‘Learning To Fly’ from A Momentary Lapse Of Reason. There are plenty of other favourites but back to lying in a dark room, I had the following song and I could’ve lay there for hours listening to it. Try it, you know you want to!

Pink Floyd - Echoes - https://youtu.be/HuBqE9xGtiQ

So there we go, another posting done. Hope you find time to give all the songs shared a listen as well as the additional tracks/albums which are well worth a listen. Until next week, take it steady!

#the chakachas #field music #fieldmusic #pink floyd #music #song #songs #new music #spotify #playlist #new songs

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