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beardedmrbean · 15 days

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Also thank you liking my black wizards ideas, almost like you can do black peoples using magic without a victim complex

Okay Harry Potter explains why the Wizarding world isn’t in control because muggles would be over reliant on them

But what I been reading up, it’s a dark af event in European history to the point I can see the game heavily using survival horror aspects

Sorry but black people have magic but are still subvert to white people?

Hmm who was the commander in chief white generals had to listen to from 2008-16 again?

But I just thought about those black martial artists from the 70’s settle down and having kids so in modern times a lot of black wizards their kids or grandkids gender the rise of martial art magic

But here something I did for free?

Welcome to the American society of magical wizards we have:

The East Coast black wizards who most classic European wizards, well beside the creepy lovecraft ones

The black druids (representing the intermingling of Irish and black people)

The midwestern who will use their wind power to blow your ass all the way to Oz (I live in the Chicago are)

The southerners who love to do voodoo shit-Ow! Which one of you made a doll of me?!

The Texas warthogs will go in gun blazing and release hell wort hogs on your ass

The African immigrants wizards that avoid us like a plague a lot

The random Afro Latinos who should be with the other Latino wizards but the council are too dense to realize that

Oh there the black Jews, uuuh, sorry Jewish people I’m not trying to be offensive but I was think about Jewish wizards able to make golems or have similar powers to Moses

And the urbanites who are very trigger happy, though a lot of them are Asian mixed so they magical arts

But I was also thinking the black wizards who use staff have beautiful age colorful robes or the midwestern ones like to where 19 century outfits or even 1920’s Al Capone outfits

Man there a lot of black magic you can do if you don’t have a victim complex up your ass!

Also thank you liking my black wizards ideas, almost like you can do black peoples using magic without a victim complex

I like seeing things that people are passionate about, I get 2nd hand excitement/serotonin/endorphins.

Also…the historical witches, actually Assassin Creed is going to have a gaming that under the working title Codename Hexe(witch in German) and people figured out it going to take place during the 16 century Holy Roman Empire with the Wuzburg trials most likely being the main focus But what I been reading up, it’s a dark af event in European history to the point I can see the game heavily using survival horror aspects

Ohhh fun.

Sorry but black people have magic but are still subvert to white people?

That's also a question that gets asked when the whole black supremacy thing gets kicking in to full gear, if you were so technologically advanced and are the smartest and strongest group of people in the world explain, well explain.

Yakub (Nation of Islam)

That's as close as they get to explaining it, if you don't know short version is he's the Biblical Jacob, who was a scientist who was expelled and for revenge he made white people to rule over black people.

Incredibly condensed version, if you don't know their deal quick skim on that wiki article may give you a headache.

Hmm who was the commander in chief white generals had to listen to from 2008-16 again?

I had more than one person call him a 'half breed abomination' and they weren't white people saying it.

But I just thought about those black martial artists from the 70’s settle down and having kids so in modern times a lot of black wizards their kids or grandkids gender the rise of martial art magic

Dolemite, Shaft, and Black Dynamite at the retirement dojo. Lookin like Black Cobra Kai.

The East Coast black wizards who most classic European wizards, well beside the creepy lovecraft ones The black druids (representing the intermingling of Irish and black people) The midwestern who will use their wind power to blow your ass all the way to Oz (I live in the Chicago are) ECT.....

Those are good and I don't think the golem thing would upset anyone that matters, so long as you were respectful about it just like if you do voodoo or anything else culturally significant.

But I was also thinking the black wizards who use staff have beautiful age colorful robes or the midwestern ones like to where 19 century outfits or even 1920’s Al Capone outfits

Do 70's Chicago pimp instead, lmao, that'd be for one of the houses, some could dress up like Cab Calloway.

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Man there a lot of black magic you can do if you don’t have a victim complex up your ass!

Ya, wild that isn't it.

#zoomer huey anon

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the-technicolor-whiscash · 10 months

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There’s a lot of syndicate I actually really like like the stealth is pretty good, I like how it shows you different ways you can do assassinations, and I just like how they do the assassinations in general. It’s different but it almost feels more like what they did in ac1 where you had to research shit about your target to find the best way to kill them.

I think my biggest criticisms of the game other than that it doesn’t really feel like an assassins creed game bc Jacob never feels like an assassin is the fact I feel like they did Evie dirty with the fact she had a smaller percentage of missions and like. Idk the fact some of the costumes esp the legacy costumes were Jacob exclusive like bestie why can’t I throw Edward Kenway’s outfit on her just cause she’s got boobies.

#the whiscash administration

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iampikachuhearmeroar · 3 years

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y’know something that’s bothered me for a couple of weeks now is how the other week, someone told me that the fact that you get nook miles for changing your character’s outfit in animal crossing made AC a “childish” game to play above, like, strategy games or whatever else.

like okay yeah. it’s a little redundant, i guess, to get nook miles points for changing my character’s outfit in the game….. but like…. that’s what makes it fun??? and there is some strategy, for me at least, in playing animal crossing…. mostly to make money and purchasing items for my island or rearranging my house or updating bridges/inclines on my island etc etc.

but just because one of the ways to make points is something as simple and frivolous as changing an outfit, doesn’t mean that there’s some type of strategy or some type of other thing about higher order thinking skills.

and plus. games don’t have to be that fucking deep all the time. because although i play ac every day mostly to keep my island going and for my mental health…. at least it’s keeping me busy and getting me to use my brain (from time to time lmao). like i practice planning on it and stuff. i practice financial management (lmao) on some level too…. with saving money in the bank to upgrade my house…. or when i do upgrades on stairs/bridges, i pay the loan in full??? all which are things in the real world/irl that many millennials (both younger and elder)/early gen z can’t actually fucking do. how is this not good??? i actually having spending power!! and that’s powerful! lmao. even if it’s fictional.

but just because i’m not playing god knows what strategy game (or even something like COD or whatever) to flex my strategy skills and whatever not…. it doesnt mean you dismiss or diminish it as “childish”. like y’all. after the hell i had in hospital from nov 2020 til jan this year, and coming out of hospital…. animal crossing has helped my mental health by giving me something to focus on and giving me tasks to do….. albeit in a fun way. but just because one of the menial tasks on it to get points is “changing your characters clothes” it doesn’t mean that it’s pointless or some other negative word. just because i’m not carrying out some idek fucking reconnaissance mission in fuck knows what army type shooter game like COD or halo or idek something similar in assassins creed type or borderlands type rpg’s, it doesn’t mean i’m not using the “strategic thinking” part of my brain.

anyway my point is that video games dont have to be fucking deep and flex your critical thinking and strategic thinking skills all the fucking time to be deemed “real gaming” when people play them. sometimes the most strategic thing is placing a bridge next to the able sisters clothes shop right next to your house or idek putting some mario teleporting tubes in your front yard and by nook’s cranny so that you can make bank quickly on your old stuff in storage and making the hot buy items lmao.

and the best part is, for me anyway, it’s actually fucking relaxing instead of having like 10 dudes in your team (if you play halo/COD multiplayer online) screaming at you all at once to do shit. or you’re not having to complete missions on a time limit all the time in some solo hero game. instead you’re building a community (an imaginary one, but still) slowly, and planning (ok not fully, my island decoration is haphazard…. but at least i’m at a 4 star rating now lmao) and designing an island to live on. again, it reminds me of when i told a guy in my homeroom back in year 9/2010 that i was still playing neopets and moshi monsters and he scowled at me saying that “those are for babies, not like COD. grow up!” although i did play my fair amount of single player shooter games on neopets anyway 🙄🙄 (that on top of everything, i was actually pretty good at lmao).

but i guess it’s that the building a community and a home etc thing is seen as “girly” and “babyish”/“childish” whereas being a lone hero in every shooter game or other RPG game is seen as “manly” or “adult”. because again, you have to actually have “plans” (apparently) whether you play with a team or not…. all bc you’re using your strategy skills to “survive” in the game…. while earning points for things like changing your clothes or talking to your neighbours or “improving island life” and everything else that you get nook miles points for on animal crossing…… is seen as “too easy” and again “girly” or “childish” because you have to actually CARE about the thing and almost “raise” it like a kid…. and not usually just mindlessly shoot at shit or fight/kill people or idk magical beasts or be the hero of some type of quest or mission like many (i assume on large scale) of the typical “manly” strategic games are like.

like sorry i like caring for my villagers even though they’re fictional, fred. sorry that i like easy points and casual games over some overly intense team game play games like COD or halo… or sorry that i don’t like overly intricate quests to do constantly that “save the land and yourself” or whatever fuck in like final fantasy or skyrim or assassins creed (although i do want to eventually buy those games and play them casually). let people have easy games and find pleasure in them. just let people chill the fuck out and not have to really think about shit all the time.

and plus, i bet many people let their young kids (like 6 to 10 year olds) play animal crossing; which i think they’d much rather have them play than COD or whatever other shooter game tbh. because i know i would rather a kid that young to play AC over something like halo. let kids have more kid friendly games as well. because even for them, not everything has to be a way to build their strategic thinking/critical thinking skills, imo. let them have fun chopping wood down or diving for sea critters. or, hell. some kids might even like changing their parents character’s clothes to the outfit that they like their parent’s character (or even their own character’s) to wear lmao.

like for fucks sake. let everyone from kids to adults have some time to chill/relax and have fun. why does everything have to be competitive (which is what many of the big shooter games really are, when they’re played online multiplayer mode in teams…. imo anyway) and tactical/planned??? let people, no matter their age, have their unrestrained play/fun and rest…. when so many things that are hobbies nowadays are basically being forced into being “side hustles” or “something to learn from” etc etc. because sometimes you just need to fucking switch your brain off by talking to a raccoon who sold you an island and his 10yo sons who run the island corner shop; and other various fictitious anthropomorphic animals.

anyway here’s a fun rant for july.

#life #about me #shut up ilona #the someone was actually my dad lmao but still #animal crossing: new horizons #acnh #animal crossing #the second last edit paragraph is actually about my nephew lol but still

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justal0wk3yg4mer · 3 years

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Things I've Said: Watch Dogs Legion (Spoilers)

Me *Player/My Actions* Character Dialogue

Heads up, this will be a long post. Due to the story and all the random missions there was a lot. Not to mention, I still have to play the DLC (That will be in a different post, I will give Aiden and Wrench the respect they deserve.) So sorry and I hope you all enjoy.

It's time to liberate London Boys! *Remembering all the other games I've played that had me liberate London*…Again.

Holy shit, it's November the 5th. 21st Century style.

Wait, am I driving on the left side? Fuck, I'm American and I already suck at driving in videogames.

Give me your secrets.

Bagley: Well fuck me. Me: Bagley! 😲

Long hiatus from this game, because I have the attention span of a 5 year old and started playing other games. I came back to it later and restarted to give myself the full experience and completely focus on this game.

Okay, first go around didn't know about the traps. Now? Now I'm never entering an area without arming every single one.

Careful Claire, those words get you shot.

The voice acting is phenomenal!

I'm so glad I bought the pass, fucking around as Aiden or Wrench is gonna be fun.

You can't find me~~ nobody can find me~~

This is now my cargo drone son, his name is Jeeves. We will travel together and explore London from the skies.

That's Dedsec, ye old clock fixers.

And here I go again. Doing everything else but the main story.

My operatives be lookin' bougie 😎

Fuck this wheel mission. Fuck it so hard.

Who's playing 'Fuck you'? *Goes back to the bike I was riding* Oh! I'm playing 'Fuck you'. Fantastic.

Who's shooting? I appreciate violence but not that violent.

Character: Albion's Global Center is here in London! Me: Crazy...not like they were establish here.

Is that? Is that the DJ from the first game? No, he died...right?

My spiderbaby got the zoomies!

That's Dedsec, we inspire illegal activities.

Bagley roosting someone is the highlight of my day.

Did you hear that man?! They're hoarding the toilet paper!

Bagley, next time, just say you're gonna make the bomb go boom.

Cybermen. Cybermen are back and taking people. (Doctor Who anyone?)

Yo Wrench, Bagley throwing shade at you and your crew.

Dalton had a husband?! Aw, poor baby, not gettin' deported on my watch.

That's incest Wrench.

Hm, Aiden still has that voice.

This house scares me; it has a tone. The AI is her mom, as fucked as that is, I'm calling it.

Oh Aiden, you're not that old...are you?

*Before starting the Assassin's creed missions* Wait, wait. I gotta do it. *Switches to Aiden Pearce* I had to do it, This is the closest thing to a crossover Ubisoft is gonna give us.

Eagle drone? I'm dead. *Gets closer to the drone and it explodes* Did that thing screech?!

Notorious gangsters? Oh, Evie would have a fit. Jacob would be so happy though.

Oh honey, you don't want to get into that wiki history lesson.

Darcy: Assassin's and Dedsec. Could you ever image that? Me: Uh, yeah. It was only a matter of time before Ubisoft broke down.

To Buckingham Palace! *Starts humming 'Hail to the Chief'* Wait, shit sorry, wrong song.

*Finishes all the assassin missions* Oh, new outfit. *Recognizes it as Desmond Miles's outfit* ...Fuck you Ubisoft.

Ah, I see. You can't continue until you do the other level. I see your jedi mind tricks.

Bagley: Oh no, she's off her fucking rocker for sure. Me: *WHEEZING*

*Hears something exploding in the distance* I didn't do it.

I feel that Zero-Day is memeing here. Like the, 'Would be a shame if I', that one.

I fucking knew it! You can't be that much of an asshole AND be desperate for help.

Lau please, for the love of God do not let this woman walk away from here. Fucking look at her smug face!

Random ACP: *Sneezes* Me: *Out of habit* Bless you. ACP: Thank you. Me: O.o *Cue X-Files theme*

Wow, you went off your fucking rocker didn't you?

On my grave. If this boss battle is a Rule of 3. *A few minutes later* IT'S A RULE OF 3!!!

You know you-*Referencing myself. Not calling anyone out*-suck when the game is giving you a fucking hint to go to an easier level.

What if Hamish was Zero-Day? I would be surprised...no, actually I wouldn't. If you really think about it, it makes sense. Now, Sabine? That would totally mindfuck me.

*Talks to Malik and really thinks for a moment* Is it fucking Sabine? Bro, I was kidding. But...*Really thinks about it and pieces are beginning to fit together*...oh fuck. And all of Dedsec is in one place- OH FUCK.

I am going to destroy this fucking van.

Evil listens to classical music cliché.

We gotta kill Bagley! Why?! Well okay, I understand why but WHY!?

*Chaos everywhere* Did I miss the Purge sirens?

Me: Why are there all these weapon caches? Hamish: Tons of drones comin' your way. Me: Ah, that's why.

Bagley: Shutting down this one will be just like the others. Me & My Operative at the same time: No it won't.

Final cutscene? *A minute later* Bagley! You tough AI--wait...'Finding Bagley'?!

How fucking would that be if Bagley was Sky Larson's brother and something happened to him and he became Sky's first subject.

Bagley did you have a boyfriend? 😃

*Plays the final corrupt memory* I FUCKING CALLED IT.

Bagley is Bagley. And Bradley is Bradley. And Sky Larson is dead. All is well.

#watch dogs legion #wrench #aiden pearce #dedsec #video games #gaming #things i've said #assassin's creed #ubisoft

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bansheeoftheforest · 3 years

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Me like a week ago: Oh! Syndicate is being sold here for just 15 dollars! I should buy it because it looks neat and my friend reccomended it :3

My siblings: Ą̸̯͉͍̻̻̿̂̂̍̏̓̑ś̷̹͕̲̰͙̖̮͓͝s̶̥͉̽͆̎̔̔͐̈́̚a̶͎̺̹̭͙̞͆s̴̛̩̝͙͉̱̭̋̓̿͝s̶͍̠̲̙̙̓͑̍͘̕̕i̶͕̻͕̤͓͍̺͎̐̀͐̏̇̐͆̈́n̴̻̹̯̲̻̈́̓ş̸̯̜̥̻͎͎͊̉͗͑͜ ̶̝̮̇̄Ç̴̩̺͚̺̰͆̃̂̆͋͝͝͝͝ṟ̵̛͇̯͉̼͍̳͓́̓̎͋͒͂̾ẹ̶̗̏͛̃ę̸̡͈̥̟͎̀̃́͑́͂͗̇̏̓d̴̨̲̥̫͌̾̈́̊̍͘

Anyway we now own 3 assassins creed games-

Tbh this entire time I've been imagining that Henry's brothers forced him to join! Like he was just walking home from college for the week (as he usually stays in his dorm), and when he gets in the house there's alot of. Rather expensive looking items. And are those guns? Is that drugs?! And then while hes noticing all this stuff (and maybe even considering this is the wrong house) he feels a gun to his head and there's his brothers, saying that he has to join them

Oh gosh if the Jekyll brothers have all been in this since Henry was in college. That's like. Alot of his life in fear and in the gang

I imagine specifically the Jekyll brothers are all pretty low on money because they sorta just, ran away and Henry's in college. So while Henry's away Kent and Rapheal end up joining a gang, and ending up pretty high ranked decently fast, like a few months? The two are a very good team. They also believe fully on the templars cause, whatever that is, I wasn't paying much attention

Also! Here's the database entry on them from the game that I'm tired of having to pull up every time XD

"Born to a long family line of seafarers, the Jekyll brothers, Kent and Raphael, follow in their forefathers' footsteps. All sorts of illegal trade are thus welcomed eithin the London ports, right under the government's nose. All imports go through the Jekyll brothers, and quickly find a home on the black market."

Henry is the youngest brother but I dont know by how much. I've decided that since quests have fun lil names that he's called "The Weeping Templar" because it sounds cool :3c

Ahhh I'm still working on those drawings of Jekyll in his mask, it's rather hard to find references for all these outfits you know. But here's a lil sneak peak

I couldn't decide on an outfit so I decided on 🌟every outfit🌟. Henry sorta just throws em on. Not caring what rank or person is supposed to wear what, as he's just trying to get his templar outfit off as soon as possible

Also. All the gang clothes have the opposite problem of Jacob and Evie. All the guys look like they just stumbled half drunk out of bed, and all the gals I Want To Own All The Clothes Of Immediately

Also also. I just checked the time on the canvas to see how long I've been working on it and ack-. I'm pretty sure I must have left ibisPaintX open or something because no way its actually been 18 hours- I'm not even shading these

My sister started playing syndicate so Soon. We'll know what Kent is truly supposed to look like. As in game I consider more canon than the database

I'm also having fun thinking it's both. Like after that database picture was made he grew a beard

That's exactly what happened to me and I am so glad you are falling into the pit of AC despair that I fell into as well. You better play Origins sometime, that game is absolutely fucking amazing <3

Man... I have such a hard time making up my mind bc at one point, I love the thought of Raphael and Kent falling into bad crowds and forcing Henry down with them (maybe guilt-tripping him by saying that they are all he has bc they are family and shit? And it's thanks to them he managed to get out of their abusive household?) but I also love the thought of like... Raphael and Kent doing it so they can get money so they can actually support Henry through college. And the moment Henry is out of college and maybe learns the truth of how his brothers even got that money they force him to join, or he feels obligated to join because his brothers helped and supported him. I also imagined Henry working at the docks while writing the FK au bc I was projecting so! Man, I wonder how Robert would react if he found out about Henry's family. Or Rachel, for that matter. Like, at one point, she technically can't judge bc of Lucy and the fact that she herself started out as a pick-pocket but at the same time... The Blighters and Templars are so much worse... <3

Oooohohohh now I really want to imagine how the questline for Henry would be. Since he is going to later join the rooks, he wouldn't get murdered with his brothers... Would it be when Greenie tells the Lodgers that there This One Templar that is very much standing out bc they wear a mask that the Twins track him down, or would it be when they try to murder his brothers and find them already dead, their corpses rotting in their offices/somewhere else hidden? Or would it be when they have killed Henry's brothers, realize that they missed the third brother and track him down, only to end up on Dr. Henry Jekyll's doorstep? Bruh, I wish I could mod Syndicate, I would actually have wanted to make this into a playable questline. How would the questline continue to go? Would the twins trust him immediately? Or would Henry be the one to track them down by sending them his templar pendant and the mask, telling them to meet him at X place by Y time like Roth did? sjdfhhAJWHD. Man. I want to know so much more about this sdfsdf

Man, are we having different dilemmas rn. I get so much gender envy from the guys' clothes but the outfits of the gals make me think of a mix between willy wonka (not the original one) and flappers. Don't ask why. I just really want a dress shirt that fits and some nice suspenders <3

BUT WANYWAYS. You are so mean. Now I really want to see the finished art aND. I AM SO CURIOUS NOW. SO MANY PIXELS HIDE TEH SECRETS. AHHHH. How and why are you so mean to me jst giving me sneak peaks sdfjhsdjf >:( XD

Your sister better enjoy this game <3 anyways I am very curious to see what the truth is now lol. That's going to be fun for sure XD

#I have. Little thought today. AI am big sorry darlene if this is a very messy response <3 #ask #banshees au #syndicate crossover au #darling-dolly-darlene

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ilikedetectives · 3 years

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hey mate! how is AC Valhalla so far?? I haven't bought it yet because I really liked AC Odyssey and I've seen a few changes not for the better in early access playthroughs on youtube etc. what you do think of it?

I’m only 1 hour in so far (gameplay, not including photomode-ing), but my suggestion is wait for the game to go on sale like ~$30 w/ season pass included, especially if your only concern about the game is fem!Eivor. After playing Ghost of Tsushima, AC Valhalla is miles and years behind. If you like Odyssey, I can’t say if you’ll like Valhalla. Pls go buy GoT this Black Friday instead.

The game is BUGGY rn (save files corruption, players can’t continue quests, navigation icons disappearing, etc.) I get it they release the game a week early to avoid CP2077 so they’ll probably need a few weeks to fix some game-breaking bugs.

Melee combat is worse than Origins now that they add stamina, horse has stamina too btw (lmao). Finishing moves are awesome, but in order to get there to watch that animation, get ready to suffer through 2015 combat mechanics. I have to go play GoT MP to cleanse myself afterwards (also cuz its combat mechanic is addicting and fun af, yet challenging).

I heard they add stealth but I don’t play as a Viking to do stealth. If I wanna play as a badass assassin, I’ll go play GoT Legends mode, even they got stealth right and not just combat. But I’ll probably resort to use stealth because the combat is unbearable.

You have to manually pick berries and fish to heal yourself, no medicine shop and no auto heal once you’re out of combat.

The skill tree is the worst I’ve seen. Expect to have like 200+ ability points or something because they don’t want to stress you with level, but you need 200 “power” instead lololol.

The story doesn’t hold my attention. I snooze whenever they talk about the cREeD. It’s good they are returning to their roots, I personally don’t care enough about AC to follow their ‘assassin’ story, lost interest after the Ezio trilogy. I play this game for one purpose: badass Viking lass, that’s it.

THERE ARE FEWER OUTFITS, probably around 11 or something excluding the Helix ones (which don’t seem to even have 1080p textures, talk about cross-gen title with mtx). No transmog (hopefully they’ll add it in later). Meanwhile, GoT outfits, oof! Also tattoos are great but they’re 720p at best (if you don’t take photos, this shouldn’t be a concern).

The navigation system is the worst among all the AC games I’ve played (Ezio, IV, Unity, Syndicate, Origins, Odyssey). Marking a location on the map doesn’t do shit! I have to glue my eyes on the tiny ass compass on the top of the screen to see where I’m going. The bird is also useless, don’t bother using it except for photomode.

Your side quests aren’t tracked (yes, really, get ready to forget what side quest ya have cuz I don’t even know if I accept one or how many I have)

I don’t even know if I completely clear a location, the game doesn’t tell me

#ac valhalla #ask #horsyunicorn #for every hour I spend in ACV I have to go spend 2 in GoT

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sp1ne-sh0t · 2 years

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Finally finished Control (at least the base game) and I gotta talk about it. Spoilers ahead if, like me, you foolishly put off playing until now.

Story:

I really loved the SCP-esque vibe the whole game gave off. I'm absolutely not a fan of horror, but it just worked so well here. You're by yourself through the whole game, but you never feel that sense of isolation and loneliness that a lot of horror instills, which I think works in its favor; both because of the way Jesse talks to herself/Polaris, and because of the other characters.

And man, the characters. They all felt so wonderfully real and alive! I got giddy and excited about all the sciencey bits right along with Emily 🥰, Darling made all the videos a joy to watch and I was so sad that I never got to meet him 😢, Arish was deadpan but still very earnest in his desire to protect everyone in the FBC, Ahti was a perfect balance of helpful yet mysterious, Langston talking about how much of an asshole his cat is, and his rambling poetry had me laughing my ass off for a solid five minutes, and Jesse.

God I love Jesse. She's so funny and snarky, and her little asides and quips about what was happening were so relatable. I love her so much! ❤ Also there was definitely some chemistry between her and Emily which I will absolutely be exploring in fanfiction in the very near future. 👀

Gameplay :

There were so many interesting mechanics and mods to tweak your experience with, the enemy types were varied enough that combat didn't get stale and it made me switch up my tactics, the countermeasures letting you essentially choose what kind of reward you want made them feel a lot less fetch-questy and more like, "well I'm already gonna be in the area, might as well score some new mods while I'm at it," and as @alexandrauditore told me, the progression of the powers you unlock really does make you feel super powerful and god like.

And speaking of god like, holy shit the Ashtray Maze.

That was THE. MOST. AMAZING. video game level I've ever played, and I will be listening exclusively to Take Control for the next month.

Seriously, the way they managed to tweak and edit the song to fit how far you were in the level was a stroke of genius I've never seen before and likely never will again. I felt like an unstoppable badass. For 15 minutes, I was the happiest person on earth. I'm going to be riding that high for months.

Also, I can't help but compare it to Assassin's Creed Valhalla, since it's the last game I played before Control. I've long been a fan of the AC series, and I enjoyed Valhalla for the most part, but quite often I found myself feeling like playing was more an obligation than an enjoyable activity, like I had to slog through to finish. Never once did I feel that way with Control. Every minute was enjoyable, even the few times where I was getting my ass kicked, but that was my own fault for not planning for the encounters. Not once did I feel like I had to keep playing to finish. I wholeheartedly wanted to.

Maybe it was the length and size of the game, maybe it was the way the gameplay changed up often enough to keep things interesting without feeling like it was all over the place, but I found myself enjoying it so much more than Valhalla that I almost feel...guilty? Idk. I'm getting off track.

Visuals:

The graphics were stunning. The reality warping, physics breaking elements were all rendered so believably, the Hiss were super creepy and horribly twisted, and the mocap and face rigging for the characters was masterfully done, no hint of uncanny valley. Their facial expressions felt so real!

Also, wow, the outfit designs! 😍 I'm still unlocking them all, but I love the designs so far. The Asynchronous Suit is my favorite. I wasn't a huge fan of the color scheme, but this mod gave me exactly what I was looking for and now it's even more badass!

DLC:

So now that I'm finished with the main game, I've started on the DLC. I'm almost done with AWE, for the unique mods, and so far it's been as enjoyable as the base game. I haven't played Alan Wake, but I don't feel like I'm missing context or anything. Looking forward to starting Foundation next.

Overall, Control is a phenomenal game. Easily a 10/10 and my personal GOTY.

#control #remedy #remedy control #control remedy #Jesse Faden #Emily Pope #Jesse x Emily #control 2019

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star-spangledstud · 4 years

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Better Than Me (1/2)

Part two here!

Description: Based off of Doja Cat’s song Better Than Me. Steve seems to see every woman except for you.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x (Female) Reader

Word count: 2000-ish.

Warnings: Angst? Brief mentions of sex.

Your heart thumped so fast you could feel it beating in your throat. There was a lump in the back of it that made it hard to swallow, accompanied by the feeling of a dry mouth that didn’t help your case. You bit your lip harshly in an attempt to keep the tears at bay, but they still pricked in the corners of your eyes, which flew to the ceiling and focused on nothing in particular.

You were standing behind the door of your room, chest heaving and hands shaking. In fact, you didn’t even notice it, but your entire body was trembling. You were angry, so angry that it made you want to cry and at least three people had to have heard your door slam so loud it nearly came off its hinges. You knew nobody would dare to disturb you, not like this, not unless they had a death wish.

He’d brought a stranger to Tony’s party. Again. You almost expected it, but still, you’d gotten dolled up, dressed in the nicest dress Wanda was able to find for you on her shopping trip three weeks prior. Light blue satin with spaghetti straps that ended just above your knees. It was pretty, it was fucking amazing, so amazing it could only have cost her at least $1000, but she gave it to you as a present and had practically forced you to put it on. It wasn’t your style, way out of your comfort zone, but you’d hoped he would see it and change his mind about you.

A tear finally slipped down your cheeks, instantly ruining the eyeliner and mascara that had taken you nearly an hour to apply. The sheer pink sparkly lipgloss you’d used to plump your lips in an effort to make yourself irresistible had already faded from drinking too much champagne, yet you could taste the vanilla on your tongue when you once again bit into your bottom lip. Your highlighted cheekbones and nose still shone, but the light in your eyes had dimmed the second you saw them together, laughing and joking and worst of all, dancing.

He’d always told you he hated dancing. That he was no good at it, that he had two left feet that were just waiting for him to make a fool of himself on the dancefloor. Yet still, she managed to pull him along while you sat by the bar, gripping the elongated glass of bubbly so hard it nearly shattered in your fist. From where you sat, it didn’t look like he hated dancing at all. In fact, it looked like he was having the time of his life. He never danced with you.

As you plopped down on your bed, your mind immediately began to race. What did she have that you didn’t? What made her more special than you? What was it about her that he liked so much? You could name at least a thousand things that you could use to compare yourself to her, even though you didn’t even know her. Did he even know her?

Foundation, concealer, and bronzer stained your pillowcase as you cried into it, but you didn’t bother taking it off with a makeup wipe until the day after. You snorted when you realized you woke up still wearing that blue fucking dress, the dress that would make any man bend over backward for you. Any man except the one you wanted so badly.

You’d been friends with him ever since you first got recruited. He enjoyed the fact that you could show him the world, that you listened to him when he felt down and that you were always there when he needed you. You were enamored with him from the first hello, thought he felt the same way. Apparently, the only thing you were really good for was your extensive knowledge of 21st-century pop-culture and your listening ear. He should’ve expected you to fall for him with how nice and sweet and handsome and- Stop it.

He found out you liked him through Sam, who found out through Natasha. Of course, she was the first person to know. Nothing could slip by the seasoned assassin, not even your dying love for Steve fucking Rogers and naturally, Sam couldn’t keep his blabbering mouth shut. You loved the guy, but he had no filter sometimes. It could’ve been a good thing though because you’d been too afraid to tell Steve yourself. Could have, because things didn’t work out how you expected, not even after he kissed you one night on the roof of the compound. Why the fuck did he kiss you if he didn’t mean it?

Steve told you he didn’t want to date a coworker, that it would never work with how busy the two of you were and instead of trying to convince him otherwise, you agreed with him. Of course, after he’d left the room, you cried so hard you thought your eyes would pop out of your sockets and you hadn’t been the same ever since. You’d lost confidence in yourself, lost trust in your abilities to be what a man would want in a woman. Lost trust in your own womanhood and femininity.

Before, all of you would hang out together in the common room at night, watching movies, chatting about your day and playing video games on the PlayStation console. You’d have breakfast and dinner together as a family, share your dreams and plans for the day with one another, wish each other luck on missions. You were always the light in the room, or so they said. You’d make pancakes or fried eggs with bacon for the whole team, beat Bucky in Call of Duty and you’d pick movies that made even Natasha cry tears of sadness. They loved having you around, every single one of them had a connection with you.

But you just couldn’t bear to spend more than ten minutes in the same room as him anymore. The tension that only you seemed to feel hung heavy over your shoulders while he laughed trying to figure out Assassin’s Creed with Sam. You couldn’t stand it when he talked to you, tried to get you to laugh with him as if nothing ever happened. He thought you were okay with it, that you felt the same way about dating as he did. He had no idea it was eating you up from the inside because you refused to let him. You didn’t want anyone to think you were weak, even though that’s exactly how you felt.

Wanda did notice how down you were, which is why she bought you the dress. It was her idea to get over him, make him fall for you so hard he couldn’t get around his feelings even if he tried. It was stupid, looking back because Steve didn’t just fall for women because of their appearance, but it was the only thing you still hadn’t tried. Had he even looked at you once? You couldn’t remember, because you were tired and drunk and too busy wallowing in self-pity, but you hadn’t once felt his eyes on you and it hurt like hell.

Get over him was the idea, but your efforts had resulted in the opposite. The way he looked in that green velvet tuxedo, that black-tie tight around his neck and his hair perfectly coiffed, it had made you want to rip his clothes off then and there. You wanted to have the upper hand in the situation, but you were still at this man’s mercy.

“Get up,” Wanda said while pulling open your curtains with her powers, “Operation Spangles isn’t over yet.”

“Get lost,” you muttered, dragging the covers over your face further, “it’s no use. I’ll never get over that perfect dipshit.”

She ripped the sheets away in a swift motion, long hair pulled into a messy bun on top of her head and her face free of make-up. Wanda cringed when she saw you, eyes red and bags under them.

“Don’t say that,” she sat down on the edge of your bed, “You need to realize those girls aren’t any better than you and that he is in denial. It’s his loss, sweetheart, and he’s anything but perfect.”

“Is he though?” You snorted, “He’s brought back like, five girls in three months. Clearly, he can get whoever he wants.”

“Just because he can get them, doesn’t mean he wants them. Anyway, you can’t let this get you down. C’mon, get dressed.”

So you allowed her to drag you out of bed. Allowed her to take you shopping, buy you new clothes with too much cleavage and ruffles made from silk and velvet. Dresses that almost showed your ass in colors you’d never pick if it weren’t for her. You chose heels instead of sneakers, a perfume that smelled like freshly picked flowers and more of that pink, sparkly lipgloss, all with the idea that dressing up was fun. You looked like you belonged on an Instagram profile with 500k followers, not out on the streets of dirty, dusty New York City.

But you tried, put effort into your appearance as a distraction. You tried to become social again, tried to strike up friendships with people outside of the Avengers because you desperately craved normalcy. Eventually, you got good at picking out outfits and styling your hair. It became a new pastime, a new hobby to keep your mind away from the guy that was constantly near you, no matter how hard you tried to avoid him.

You began to enjoy applying make-up in the early hours of the morning with a cup of coffee and some YouTube videos to keep you company. It became a part of your morning routine. Sam always complimented you on how you matched your eyeshadow to your lipstick. Bruce said he respected you for wearing heels all day - even though you still wore sneakers when your feet got too tired. Even Tony complimented you, saying he thought you looked happy and healthy. You weren’t exactly sure if happy was the right word, but to you, it was a start. The distraction was a start.

Even Natasha told you how beautiful you were so often you eventually began to believe it. She took you to bars and taught to seduce men that didn’t mean shit to you just like she had to do during her years of training. She brought you to sweaty nightclubs with VIP tables and guest lists that contained celebrities where drinks were at least $35 apiece and where you couldn’t even talk over the sound of the music. You still thought of him, wondering what it would be like to dance with him instead of some greasy stranger rubbing his dick against your ass, but you didn’t allow yourself to ponder. He didn’t want to dance with you, so you didn’t want to dance with him, either. That ship had sailed.

You brought them back to the compound sometimes. If the alcohol flowed too freely and the grinding had riled you up, you’d whisper in their ears and they’d follow you like lost puppies. Fuck, they would follow you to Europe if you asked them to because you were irresistible and fuck Steve for not seeing it before. Most times you’d order them an Uber and kick them out before the sun had a chance to rise over the skyline, but sometimes you’d allow them to stay for breakfast followed by round two. It didn’t mean anything, it was just a hobby.

It took you months to get to that point. Months of spending money on clothes and bottles, months of taking people to lunch and getting treated in return. Months of socially distancing yourself from Steve Rogers, who eventually began to notice the shift in your personality. He missed your presence more than he realized in the beginning. You reminded him of Houdini with the way that you changed your look every day. You didn’t think he noticed when you used a new eyeshadow palette, but he did. You didn’t think he appreciated the way your body looked in bodycon dresses and tailored blazers, but he sure did.

Steve realized something, too.

They were definitely not better than you.

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rogueswitch · 3 years

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1, 3, 5, 9, and 11 for the ask meme

o geez thats a lot :p i'll do Wrench because of course i will

1) what’s a Hot Take you have about your f/o?

The only reason why Wrench is popular is because he is quirky and white. You know the whole thing with fandoms only giving a shit about the white characters? I truly think it holds true with watch dogs as well. people will wax poetic about how Aiden (another 'vigilante' white man) from watch dogs 1 is the best character, and Wrench is unabashedly the most popular character from WD2 even though he's not the protagonist and arguably is a pretty undeveloped character (the actual protagonist of WD2 is Marcus, a black man, and a reasonably well-developed character compared to the others).

To bring this point home further, both Aiden and Wrench have their own DLC missions+story in WDLegion, while other characters like Marcus (and any of the other WD2 characters) are forgotten about all but to provide some cosmetic outfits.

3) did you used to ship your f/o with anyone before realizing you wanted to ship them with yourself?

No, not really. Once I really got into the meat of WD2, I just kinda went oh, and realized I had a crush on Wrench and started to ship with him. A lot of people ship Marcus/Wrench because they have a bromance in the game, but I always read it more as Wrench is unabashedly flirty with everyone, and they are both just being silly because they are best friends and comfortable with each other.

5) what’s the dumbest thing you’ve heard about your f/o, either on the internet or irl?

I'm not gonna lie, i don't really interact with fandom much so i dont have a great spicy answer for this one. but maybe something like Wrench is straight or some shit. The dude does nothing but flirt with everyone in WD2, men and women alike. No way is that man straight.

9) do you distance yourself from other fans of your f/o or their source?

Fans, yes. Source, no. I like Watch Dogs as a setting, it's sort of pre-cyberpunk dystopia where things are modern but with just a bit more complex technology (at least in WD2), and it begins to dip into why things like advanced technology can be incredibly harmful when everything is connected to the internet or links back to the government (survalience state). And, because it's Ubisoft, I do also like exploring things like my watch dogs/assassins creed crossover au, because both settings lore fit really well together. I vibe with the source.

I generally don't interact with fans of WD that much because 1) people that tend to play the games and interact online are classic Gamer Bros and i don't really wanna fuck with that, and 2) other then the occasional artist, people who like Wrench just tend to be that Brand of fandom bullshittery that I don't want anything to do with.

11) do you think it’s better to have a copious amount of content for your f/o, even with the risk of finding a lot of ship art, or better to have a lot less?

Ummm. Most content for Wrench is generally Wrench/Marcus ship stuff, which doesn't really bother me even though I don't romantically ship them. So I personally don't mind seeing ship art, and I even like some of the marcus/wrench art just because the artists are really good. When it comes to other's selfships with Wrench though, I tend to be a bit iffier and uncomfy.

I think I prefer having less content/art/fics, because I imagine that if every piece of content was ship content, I would probably get fed up pretty quickly. It can already be a bit eh now, because every other self shipper who is into WD ships with Wrench. I think its a bit nicer to have a smaller amount of good content that I can enjoy, rather then a lot of content I really can't interact with because it makes me uncomfy.

#self ship #self ship community #selfship #f/o #fictional other #self insert x canon #oc x canon #ask meme #asks #brain noise

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inquisitoracorn · 3 years

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1,33,49,97,98, please!

1. How did you get into Dragon Age?

So I was working on my dissertation for my final year of uni. Lockdown had been on for a month at this point. Stressful times. I was losing motivation to do my work, so I thought it would be good if I tricked my brain somehow. I've been avoiding getting into games knowing that I might get addicted, but now I thought ok, I'll buy a game, and only play it in the evening after I do stuff for uni. That will keep me motivated...right?

Choice was between Assassin's Creed Brotherhood and Dragon Age: Inquisition which were both on sale. I'd tried Inquisition before on an older laptop which was an absolute shit experience, so I thought I'd give it another try.

Long story short, I binged the game for a month and ignored all my uni work. Who could have possibly seen that coming?

It's ok though, I still did well, but whew :)))

33. Favorite DA character overall?

It's like trying to pick a favourite song! I relate to Dorian a lot, so on some level he'll always be my fave. Scout Harding is also the one character I wanna spend more time with. Shale is amazing, Varric is king, Cass is a badass. Gah, too many, I love all of them :))

49. Something you do in EVERY DA playthrough, no matter what?

Send Dagna to the Circle, get Aveline to date Donnic, recruit Loranil.

97. What’s your favorite DA mod?

More banter! That and jacknifelee's Exquisition mod for fancy Halamshiral's outfits, this inspired a lot of headcanons for my fic about Ostwick fashion.

98. If you could be any non-Human DA species, which and why?

You know, I think I'll go with Dalish elves. It fulfills my fantasies of roaming the lands and being in forests a lot :))

Thanks a lot for the asks! These were fun!

#acorn answers #ask game #da asks

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reddeadtwofics · 4 years

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Bloopers RDR2 Headcanons 1

so like, last night at like 1am i was laying in my bed and i remembered a image i seen before on tumblr a long ass time ago, of assassins creed 3 as bloopers, also i was watching bloopers and fan made movie trailer of rdr2 so have this and i might end up making more cause i have so many ideas and i love this AU so much

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To start us off

They are all jokesters no way around it

Makes it hard to film at times but it's great

Arthur and John are like real brothers and love to randomly dance when they wait, like on set they where waiting and just started a random gig.

Arthur forgets his lines a few times, he mostly gets tongue tied a ends up bending over laughing about it

Dutch fumbles over his words in Speeches and it's amazing cause everyone laughs if he fucks up and he's confused before he catches on

John is a menace when they have close up shots. He has something called "the butt stick" it's one of those sparkly poles with a hand on it spooning like teachers use, there are like 40 hidden around set and he uses it to poke ppl

His victims are mostly Arthur, Javier, John, Sean and sometimes Lenny

John and Abigail are actually a couple

Back on a dance again, in random spots in the background waiting ppl might dance around

A lot of time there might be something that doesn't belong in 1899, once there was a Starbucks on the table, or a phone maybe someone forgot to take off a watch aka, Javier, Trelawny, Dutch

One time there was a break Javier was drinking coffee and leaned back on a crate, said crate was for a stunt and he fell backwards. He just laughed there on the ground laughing

Micha was trying to hold a mean face once, but couldn't cause Cain got excited and jumped on him making him laugh

once in a shootout, bill was behind the camera a little away and all you here is him having a sneeze attack everyone stops and starts to laugh a little and all you here from bill is a faint "SORRY MY FAULT"

A lot of times they have makeup on or dirt or fake blood and touch their face messing it up

A lot of silly faces to make ppl crack

Also the horses are a mess to deal with, but it's fun. They like to steal hats and fuss

Kieran was in shit and a horse stole his hat off his head refusing to give it back

Tamia is a sweetheart tho, she wants everyone's attention

The count is nippy a lot, only likes Dutch like normal cause sugar cubes

Kieran and Sean slip away to sleep in random places on set, it happens a lot

Hosea and Dutch are like RDJ, they hide food in random ass places

Like at one point they have a close up on someone and just off at Dutches tent you hear a crunch and these old guys are just eating a bag of chips. The camera points over to them eating like, what they got hungry

There is a picture floating around of Javier dressed in his stuff, but dirty and fake blood but sitting in his chair at makeup on drinking Starbucks but had his sunglasses on and someone doing something to his hand and it says "anyone missing a sassy Mexican" or something like that

There is another photo of Dutch and Hosea staring off set with a small disappointed look at Sean or Lenny or both of them. It's from Arthur and it says "Disappointed Gay Cowboy dads"

So many vines are recreated on set

Also small spoiler for the game but when Arthur Was hung upside down he forgot what he was to say or do, and he kept spinning in a circle so he started to very loudly and off tune singing about how he forgot what to do and say as he spined

Also the Jean's hands down are tight and we know that, the guys get wedgies a lot

Like some place there is a video of Arthur passing his coffee to John "hold this for a second, Wedgie" and just awkward squats trying to fix it, while John casually stands there drink his coffee waiting for Arthur his brother trying to fix it.

Charles is a big guy, he always knocks shit over

He is also a giant joker

John does the Jurassic park think of the Raptors with the horses

Also hands down John and Arthur are half brothers and John is married to Abigail

Like the Supernatural blooper, Dutch does the same "I'm Dutch Fucking Vand der Linde" also Arthur did it to "I'm Arthur Fucking Morgan"

Lenny and Sean once opened their mouths when a siren if a police or fire truck came by once for a solid 5 minutes

Arthur has ripped his pants so many times getting on and off his horse

John had a few times

Dutch did it when he was getting on a box to talk

Arthur once did it on the downswing of the axe and there was a loud RIPPP and he just stood there reached back and said "I ripped my pants" he was in the background if Dutch and Hosea talking in camp everyone lost it laughing and wheezing

They are gassy guys to as we know

Bill is the worst in a part of the barn with Arthur, Uncle and Charles. Bill cleared the barn laughing as they tried to ignore the smell

Lenny's Silent and deadly so is Hosea

Hosea escapes before anyone notices

Trelawny and Javier are fashion buddies, and are deadly together for outfits

Pearson is so unbalanced and falls a lot, drops everything

When in Colter and Arthur was sitting next to John he told him "don't make me lick your face" making John laugh loudly

Once a fly vote around then as Sean swatted it and scared Lenny

Lenny jumped on Sean, be committed and carried him… for a while before Sean tripped and fell

Mary-Beth got scared cause she thought it was a bee

Charles filled someone's trailer with balls, or packing peanuts

Blamed it on someone else's

It's so hard to do close ups cause Arthur is trying to make them laugh

lots of random singing

One time John was so tired and has a little to much coffee and couldn't stop fucking up his lines and laughing

When Sean was to mill over he had to do a drop out if frame and he just kinda laid there like "am I out?" And he wasn't, bill jokingly stomped him laughing.

They break so many props guns

Once John was gonna clean a prop Jun and is slapped him in his jaw, it hurt and left a bruise

One time Susan was cleaning the rifle and Micah came to say his line, but the gun broke in Susan's hands making then break

In colter there is a part of Arthur laying in the snow with Lenny and Sean making snow Angels with Jack

When someone fucks up hard, like I mean HARD and it's just gibberish it is a running joke for a while

A few times serie got activated on someones phone in set and it broke everyone

On the boat with Hosea, Dutch and Arthur they did it and Arthur moved a little making Dutch lost his balance and fell into the water

It's a full joke that Dutch and Hosea are all of there dads and Susan hands down is there mother

Micah loves the animals and his horse Baylock always follows him around refusing to leave

Like if someone is messing around they just yell "DDDAAADDDDD ARTHURS BEING MEAN"

Or the same with Susan

There are a lot of videos on Twitter or other stuff if the gang messing around on set

Javier likes to do a funky cowboy walk from a distance

Karen forgot her line once and just pulled Sean in for a kiss

Cain is a blessing, he is well trained, but it's funny

He gets over excited way to fast

He once brought Kieran to the ground in excitement

One time when the train thing with John on the clip Arthur Forgot his line and just stared out over the cliff and was quiet

John tried to hold it in but couldn't

thats pretty much all i got last night it was like 3am when i finished, i plan on making like more parts of this cause i just love this so much, what do you guys think or any of you have more to ass on? i want to hear ittttttt

another thing have all these amazing Trailers i watched that also sparked this idea for it

https://youtu.be/uAG9--YkouU

https://youtu.be/TUXNhbIopcw

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girlfriendsofthegalaxy · 4 years

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tuesday again

generally i am not open about my health and various issues thereof on here, bc it’s nobody’s fucking business, but it’s been a bad pain week. the point is i’m awake and trying to distract myself so you get a post now.

listening ty @morrak for sending me Frankie by Alexandra Savior, bc this is exactly my sort of shit- rough but bluesy. there’s a fun sort of organ thing happening? fuck if i know what this song is About but it mentions stars and cowboys and the artist sounds like she would cut my throat. a+ 10/10

youtube

reading madeline miller’s circe. i have a billion feelings about this book and i have not read another book since i finished it on thursday. it has given me a book hangover on par with the song of achilles or the first time i finished lord of the rings.

watching another ep of deca-dance. apparently i’m on a real one-episode-per-week sort of watching schedule, as opposed to earlier this fall when i was watching multiple movies per day. this anime’s premise is buck fuckin wild i love it

playing assassin’s creed syndicate, too many hours of it and i am about halfway through according to the little progression chart. i am not in a good brain space and this is a great depression game to really pour some hours into, bc i love clearing maps and finding things and unlocking tiers in an upgrade tree that give me more money/cheaper future upgrades. i straight up can’t hear the little music box cues so i’m never going to find all these fuckers and get the cool outfit. the game has also given me the impossible choice of hot mean lady and horrible bisexual man. i feel a lot of eldest girlchild solidarity with evie.

i have never played an ass creed before. i have never played such an elaborate make-the-numbers-go-up game. the physical act of running helter skelter over london is pretty fun but everything is so high and so ramshackle??? all i can think about is if evie puts one foot wrong in this atmospheric rain she will never climb or maybe ever walk again. part of the appeal of this game, to me, is the fantasy of being a physically active person what has joints that work properly, but it does occasionally grate that uh. other people have joints that work. there’s probably a sellable essay in this post somewhere. feels like something waypoint would buy.

love the train, love how it becomes a really cozy lived in space, love a good mobile fortress/home base. if it gets taken away from me in some sort of endgame nonsense i will be distraught

i have a secondary essay in me about how the police are very killable in this game, which is true to real life, but you can deliver your political enemies to a Friendly Cop who gives you better guns??? WHAT??? and apparently in a bit QUEEN VICTORIA BECOMES YOUR PAL??? THE WAR CRIMINAL EMPRESS??? the frye twins’ praxis seems to be “replace gang with our own gang?” and they’re babies they’re like nineteen i don’t expect them to have radical anarchist ideals (ALTHOUGH THAT WOULD BE A HELL OF A GAME), how are they actually making life better for the people who live in london aside from breaking up a couple sweatshops??? MUCH TO THINK ABOUT, UBISOFT.

making failing to properly turn the heel on a sock. it is not aesthetic even a little bit

#tuesday again #tuesday again no problem

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cacti-are-like-flamingos · 5 years

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The Golden Hand

° Assassin's Creed Odyssey Imagine °

Chapter 2

Fem! Reader

Central Masterlist | The Golden Hand

“Let me see if I understand this...You are not from my time?” Alexios asked, his words slow as he tried to wrap his mind around your whole situation. His brown eyes gazing up at you, trying to see if you were, in any way, trying to make a fool out of him. Yet, you gave nothing of those sorts. Instead, he found that your desperateness was, in fact, sincere. Genuine. You nodded quickly, hoping with every inch of your being that he would believe you. Because if he didn’t---you knew for a fact surviving in this new world would be near impossible. Alexios continued, “You- What time are you from again?”

“I'm from the 21st century. A thousand years into...um...your future?” The man stared at you.

“A thousand years into my future...what did you do to end up here? Did you anger a god?” You looked at him, eyes looking more dead than ever.

“Fuckin’ must-have.” The Spartan had to hold back an amused snort.

You neglected to inform him about how in your world he was a mere videogame character, thinking that if you told him the truth his reaction wouldn’t have been at all accepting. It was like the equivalence of telling someone their lives and everything they’ve ever accomplished, never mattered, to begin with, because they just weren’t...real. Shit’s complicated.

“And you want me to take you back home as a way to pay my debt?“ “As a way to pay your debt, yes.” You anticipated his next wors. Did he believe you or would he just sign you off as some lunatic? Seconds turned into minutes, and before you knew it, 5 minutes had passed by. Those very 5 minutes felt like hours, the drumming of your heart becoming too much to bear within them.

The sudden sound of him humming lowly broke you out of your anxiety, your heart stilling upon seeing him lean back into the wall of the room, his eyes never leaving your figure. Opening his mouth, you stopped breathing, “ I believe you.”

It was as if someone had lifted off the world from the Atlas’s shoulder, the weight of your fears, doubts, and anxieties evaporating into seemingly nothing. You let out a heavy sigh, hands trembling slightly. You regained your composure a minute later, having developed enough confidence to look back up to him, your eyes locking with one another.

“Thank you. Thank you so much.” He arched a brow, “Why do you thank me?” Licking your lips you replied, “I feared that you’d like write me off as some crazy person. Come on, would you really believe if someone told you a crazy ass story of how they’re from thousands of years into the future and somehow ended up here?” He gave you a look.

“I just did.” You paused.

“Touché.” Alexios furrowed his brows, unfamiliar with the word you had just uttered.

“Tou-what?” Your confusion equaled his.

“Touché. You know, when ---oh. Oh.” You realized your mistake. “Its, uh, when like you make a clever point type of thing. Uhh, I don’t know how to explain it. I've never had to explain it before, everyone just knew what it meant.” You muttered the last sentence quietly under your breath. This was going to be a struggle, that was for sure.

Simply nodding, Alexios figured there would be some extreme cultural differences between the two fo you. After all, you are from the far future, your people are bound to be different than his. Ignoring the look of struggle on your face, he let his eyes trail down your body, acknowledging your clothing--- the lack of it more so. He couldn’t help but grimaced at the sight of your pants, reminding him of the Persians. (Okay, when I was doing my research I came across an article that spoke about how Ancient Greeks associated pants with savagery and Spartans associated it with the Persians, their enemy. So like idk. Correct me if I’m wrong or something.)

“If I am to aid you in your journey home, we must do something about that.” He gestures over to your garments. You understood his point, nodding in agreement.

“Yeah, I know.”

“But for now, let’s rest. The sun has fallen, traveling at night is not safe. Follow me." He said as he stood up from the wooden stool, gesturing for you to follow him to the room next door. Doing so, hurried over to him, following him all the way down the hall. There were no actual doors, just log pieces of fabrics acting as one; two rooms stared across from each other. Alexios turned to you, "This is my room. " He pointed to the right," And that's your room." He lifted the delicate fabric with his index finger, revealing a simple room from what you could see; not much of furniture aside from a chest, a bed, and a nightstand beside it. A candle on a candle holder already lit.

Nodding, you thanked him, earning a small smile from him.

"Tomorrow we- I. I shall go to the agora and buy you some clothes to wear. You stay inside, don't answer to anyone but me, understood?" His expression was serious, it was new. Nodding once more in understanding, he held the fabric up as you slipped into the room, his eyes eyeing your back.

Shaking his head, the misthios muttered 'goodnight', heading off into his room with a flurry of creaking steps. Repeating his farewell, you paused to look around your new surroundings, scrutinizing every detail of the room. The walls were bare, not a single ounce of color beside the greyness of the stone material they were built from.

A single window adorned the room, providing a view to all of outside. There was no metal screen attached to it, meaning mosquito and whatever other critters could enter freely, especially hostile individuals. The thought of an intruder wight next to you, scared you out of your wits, however, knowing that a trained assassin was your host helped quell that fear.

Stepping over to the bed, you sat on it, its plushness dipping at the sudden appearance of your weight. A pair of fuzzy blankets folded on top of each other laid on the end of it; grabbing one, you examined its material. It was rough to the touch, hued into a deep burgundy with little designs on it.

Kicking off your shoes, you slipped into the bed, pulling the scratchy blanket over you. Exhaustion overcoming you in an instant as your world slipped into darkness.

...

In your darkness came a light, piercing through your eyelids. Groaning in annoyance, you turned around in the bed, another groan escaping at the sudden feeling of a cold breeze against the skin of your feet.

"Oh for fuck's sake..." You muttered, shifting so that the blanket folded over them, blocking the wind.

"You've got quite the foul mouth, my friend." Snapping your eyes open, you yelped at the brightness of your surroundings. Struggling to regain your vision, you squinted your eyes to the entrance of the room, a familiar figure leaning on the stone frame. You made a face.

"And you've got a foul scent, my friend." Alexios's eyes widened in pure amusement at your witty insult, a smirk playing on his scarred lips.

It was then that you realized what you had just said, mouth already forming words of apologies.

"Sorry, sorry. Force of habit..." The man couldn't help but laugh at the pathetic sight of you trying to fake being sorry for your little statement.

“You really are one to talk back.” He stated as he laughed, the corners of his eyes wrinkling faintly. An embarrassed heat spreading to the apples of your cheeks, nodding your head slightly.

“Yeah, well, this silver tongue of mine has gotten me into plenty of trouble.” There was a glint in his eyes.

“Wonder what else it does.”

BIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHH!

A smirk came to paint your lips, your canines just barely poking out. “I mean I could show you but then again, I barely know you.” Not a single quiver in your voice. You spoke with confidence, mischief in your stare. You knew what you were doing without realizing it.

He was almost taken aback by your words, however, he found them rather endearing in away. Pushing himself off the doorway, the tall male approached your figure still seated on the bed. Having sat up in the bed, you had had your legs danging off to the side, arms holding your body from falling back and hitting the stone wall behind you. The scratchy blankets covering your bare skin. The look in his brown eyes excited you, not in a sexual way, no. But more in a game of....well, you still couldn’t figure out which game, you just knew it was some game.

“So if we got to know one another...?” He trailed off, a playful smile on his scarred lips. His figure coming to stand right in front of you, his torso bent down so that he could meet your height. Grinning, you leaned in close to his face, your breath dusting the skin of his lips.

“Hmmm... in your dreams.” You patted his right cheek before quickly getting out of the bed, stretching your body after doing so. Not noticing the shocked expression that the Spartan held only for it to shift into a look of intrigue.

Hard to get, huh.

Chuckling under his breath, he shook his head. Straightening back up, Alexios spoke, “ I brought you something from the agora.” Glancing over your shoulder, you watched as he took out a small woven bag from his back. Reaching his hand inside, he pulled out multitudes of pearly white wool fabric followed by a sky blue one and a golden sash.

“What’s that?” You asked, coming over to stand in front of him, your hands already feeling the fabric with wonder. He smiled softly.

“Clothing. You can’t exactly wear that to go out.” he gestured to your modern outfit, a disgruntled look on his face. You hummed.

“No, I cannot. Thanks.” Nodding, he placed the bag on the bed; there seemed to be more things in it.

Heading out the door he spoke, “I’ll let you get dressed now.” You nodded despite the fact that he wasn’t facing you. Hearing the soft whoosh of the fabric hanging by the doorframe, signaling that Alexios had left you alone.

Laying the fabric on the bed, you stared in disbelief at what it revealed.

...

Alexios couldn’t quite figure out just how exactly he was supposed to take you back home. At first, he had thought of the Gods, perhaps a prayer could help, however, the only god he knew of capable of moving back and forth in time was Kronos and that was a big no-no.

That was one issue. The other was the war.

Just how was he going to help you while a war brews not far from Kephallonia. He was just recently hired to kill the Wolf of Sparta, meaning that if he wanted to get paid he would have to take her with and in all honesty, that was not a good idea. The chances of you getting harmed were ever-increasing. And just the thought of innocent blood getting spilled angered him greatly. But still.

He owed you.

And he always paid back his debts.

“umm...” Alexios snapped his attention to the entrance of your room, your head shyly popping out from it. The sight of your bashful expression almost causing him to laugh out loud.

“What is the matter (Y/N)?” You smiled shyly, taking brief glances to the inside of the room.

“I’ve just never worn something like---well actually maybe for Halloween...?” He gave you a weird look.

“Hallo....win?” “Ween.” “Ween. Halloween...What is that?” “A holiday where people dress up and go around the community getting pieces of candies.” “Candies?” “Sweets.” You deadpanned. “Ah...Well...uh..let me see you.”

He watched as you disappeared back into your room before you gathered enough courage to come out. But when you did, his breath was taken away. Your looks rivaled even those of the Goddess of Beauty herself. Two golden pins held the fabric together, right on your shoulders, leaving your arms free of any obstacle. A golden sash wrapped tightly around your waist, emphasizing the width of your hips. The baby blue fabric that he had bought was fashioned around your figure, looping from the left shoulder to the right of your hip and back to its place of origin. Gold armbands adorned your left arms with two large golden bracelets adorning either forearm. He had bought the accessories after seeing them being sold much cheaper than the usual, he figured it wouldn’t hurt to purchase so he did.

“So?” You peered up at him, eyes glimmering with embarrassment. He hadn’t realized he was staring.

“Panemorfi.”

“What?”

“You look beautiful. Your beauty rivals that of Aphrodite herself.” You narrowed your eyes at him.

“If I’m beautiful, you drop-dead gorgeous.” He blinked in surprise, not fully sure he heard right.

“What did you just say?” A ‘are-you-serious- look adorned yoru features, lips pursed together.

“Babyboy, you gotta get your ears checked.” You said as you walked towards the main room behind him. The ends of your chiton dragging behind your soft steps. “Ooo, food!”. He had still to recover from your little statement, ever confused and everso offended by your word choice.

With squinted eyes, he loudly yelled,” Babyboy? I am no boy nor babe! And what does go-tta even mean!”

...

(A/N): Sorry for the long wait, the shortness of the chpater, and also if i got some facts wrong. My research isn’t yet complete.

Hope you enjoyed!

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Character Palette/Personality Palette

If I have seen the movie/show/or whatever this character is in I will let you know! But if I haven't I'm just gonna give my best guess to their personality or what I think they like and everything. I will make them two palettes, one based on their appearance and one based on what I think their personality is. If you'd rather not see this just block the tag "character palette and personality guess" I figure no one's tagging anything like that so it should be easy to filter out. If you genuinely like this character and I lowkey diss them I'm sorry, I'm not going to apologize though, you're going to have to live with it. If you wanna send me a character for a palette and my guess at their personality/interests just drop it on anon and I'll see what I can do.

Alright so this is Shade from the game Love Nikki Dress Up Queen. Haven't played this game and pretty much just heard about it.

I love his character design, it raises so many questions and makes me want to know more about him. Why does he have weapons on his back? Why does he have an eye-patch? Why does he have a mask to hide his face? Is he a thief or just an edgy guy worried about getting sick? I'll never know. Anyway, his outfit is dope as fuck, I like it. The pants don't do it for me but the boots? The hood? I love it. The name Shade is like the closest you can get to being named Shadow, which is edgy. He looks like he's about to tell me why Folie à Deux is Fall Out Boy's best album and that when MCR broke up it's the day he stopped wearing eyeliner. I already know everything about this man and yet I know nothing, you know? He looks like discount Kaneki from Tokyo Ghoul except that he doesn't have to eat people meat. Or maybe he does. Maybe that's why he's being sneaky. Maybe he's a sneaky little cannibal boy. Who knows? Dude, is that pepper spray on his belt? He's got a whole ass gun on his back and then like a little container of pepper spray on the side. I love that, I like to think he uses that as a warning spray bottle. Like "Tss tss, bitch, next time I spray you with my gun, which is NOT a euphemism for my penis." I don't know what the fuck I'm talking about anymore. He seems cool, probably edgy but like also nice. He'll be nice to you but also cut you if he needs to. Probably a Virgo. I like this little fake Assassin's Creed character, he's allowed to stay. I wouldn't give him the responsibility of watching a child, maybe a dog though. Probably wouldn't kill a dog or a cat. Might kill a bird though, as like a warning or something. And he'd put it on their doorstep and they'd open it like "Oh no...The Crow is coming." And you just hear crows squawking and shit and jump because it's a sign he's near. I don't have a theme song for him but if I had to give him one it would probably be Pein's, Itachi's, or the Akatsuki's theme from Naruto Shippuden.

Anyway here's his palette based on his character design.

And here is his palette based on what I think his personality is.

#character palette and personality guess #character palette #personality guessing #Shade Love Nikki-Dress UP Queen #Love Nikki-Dress UP Queen

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