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cuprohastes · 8 months

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Starfield!

OK I've been playing the heck out of this and I have some thoughts. Under the cut.

TL:DR - I'm enjoying it a whole lot.

OK, this is a very Bethesda game. I mean you can see the Fallout 4 DNA, and it's distant ancestor, Skyrim.

And there's some classic bugs: Putting your super rare and cool looking space suit on the Armoury Mannekin is great. And if you change the least amount of your ship it will vanish forever.

Not all your very cool, upgraded weapons will stick around. They'll just show up missing. The tutorials on navigation or ship building appear to be 100% missing. The speech challenge is... hilariously crap and badly explained

But... but...

Out of days of play that's pretty much the only issues I've had, apart from 'Oh dear god I'm over encumbered AGAIN?!' Because for some reason, Bethesda thought that an upper limit of 150KG before buffs or perks or suit mods was acceptable. I mean... OK. It probably is, but given most of your income is hauling gently used equipment and other goodies back to your ship and flogging it off for space bottlecaps septims dollars, it can get really annoying that while carrying the equivalent of two adult humans, you can only sprint for a little bit.

Unless you get your robot butler to pick up the load, but say goodbye to stealth play because at the merest hint of Bad Guy activity, it'll sprint into the thick of things yelling about how it's not programmed for combat, DIE SQUISHY HUMAN RARG RARG PUNCH KICK TWIRL... yes dude, please back off so I can fire this proton canon into that bad person's kneecaps.

I mean you can just park it and say 'wait here'. You even get a quest and marker to find it again if you forget.

But it's a very mellow game. Yes it is super easy to make the game spawn a couple of loot dungeons. But have you tried going to Mars where the horrible grimy mine is... staffed by fairly happy and content miners who are not being exploited, and where you can pick up a mission to put up posters so that people will feel happier? OR that fetch quest designed to get you visiting other locations on behalf of the comic book fan? What about the first faction you meet who won a war but who's citizens were so horrified by it that they formed a working peace with their erstwhile opponents, and admit, yeah, the enetire thing was their fault: Let's rebuild and be better people.

They have a museum where they have a display explaining 'We won but when we asked AITA, the answer was Yes.'

And then you can go sit in the park and eat meatloaf. Maybe build your own colony and put up Space Frog, the Frog from Space posters. Start a garden. Get eaten by a Terrormorph

But you want to be a pirate, a smuggler, a Space Cop, A Ranger, a spy, a bounty hunter, a collections agent or a freelance bad-guy murderer? Oh yeah that for SURE is a bunch of things that you are basically offered right away, and that's not even the main plot. These are fun sub plots. This is a way to rack up XP and bank the hilariously small amount of money it takes to re-build your ship into the space Winnebago of your dreams.

How's that work?

OK you have a space winnebago. Cockpit at the front, mobile home in the middle, then a bunch of engines and pew-pew sticks. Porch on the belly and buncha legs to stand on.

You can swap the middle part - Bed n' kitchen, science room, workshop, infirmary, armoury, captains quarters, living quarters, a couple of other options.

Want more? Well... click a second unit on. Or a long version. Or some passages. Hell, make a star destroyer with every type of room and cover it with engines and lasers and storage units.

You just need to be able to train up to get the reactor to power it all. The good news is that you can absolutely hire staff to run all your systems and have ship with a crew, and a companion who'll happily tag along and provide banter. Or solo it all.

And so far there's no Preston Garvey.

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mangleschmidt · 1 year

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I posted 599 times in 2022

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I tagged 597 of my posts in 2022

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Longest Tag: 129 characters

#konchu: can he be considered... alive? he's not an undead but he's not living either (robot survival instinct that slowly waning)

My Top Posts in 2022:

More Spy x Family AU stuff

Introducing Warden Melli into the mix!

Extra bit:

I like the Mellingo ship but I can’t see Ingo with anyone (or like, as my Ingo otp kinda deal) so it’s gonna be a side thing funny than “official” with him having Nightfall’s role. Man literally got no official competition yet fails miserably. Funny sight

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Idk if this will be Yoshi's final design (only his clothing) because I'm struggling hard

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If Gonta said he has uncles from New York who work and host fights at the New York Subway, I’d believe him.

Verrrry self-indulgent. They’ve been rotating in my brain like a microwave.

Pr*shippers dni, please don’t ship them or i will eat your kneecaps

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Uncles and Nephew AU x Mastermind AU

If Gonta is a mastermind in the Uncles and Nephew AU, his design would be so different, at least in how I design him. It would be tailored to resemble his funny train uncles, hat and all.

No lore. I don’t have much idea for that other than he sometimes mimics Emmet and Ingo.

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My #1 post of 2022

Woe, actual sxf au content upon ye!

This has been sitting in my rips for a long while

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xxswagcorexx · 2 years

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hello, world! o/

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misc info:

my trigger warning system will be tw trigger and feel free to ask me to tag things

i use fast rb for my rb account but if you need anything tagged there just let me know!

i do not care about discourse unless it's objectively funny/goofy if you send an ask about it i will delete it

i don't care if you tag my posts as ship just know that i'm not really a shipper myself and that i have a neutral opinion on shipping

all opinions are my own and don't represent anyone else's (unless stated otherwise)

(art by the lovely nymenche, snow fort blinkie from here!)

#tw flashing #tw swearing

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legendsofthewitchlight · 1 year

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Rules!

This is Mina, and welcome to Jackass (the blog)

I am 21 years old. I may rp with minors but I will tone things down in that instance

Smut may happen but I generally like to write with someone before we get there. If we’ve written on another blog, that works

Speaking of, I have a lot of blogs, so activity could be *vague hand wave*. Please be patient with me. I also am currently in grad school! So I got a bit going on.

I mentioned there will be triggering content, please as me if you need anything tagged. I will tag most things I think of though. This will probably include murder, torture, physical abuse, emotional abuse, trauma responses, and fantasy racism.

No ooc grossness. If you warn me, a certain amount of ic grossness is fine. But pretty much if ooc you get into any ism or phobia, I won’t take too kindly.

Specifically with this blog, I have a character who will be mostly played at 13. PLEASE do not ask to ship with her. She's a child, and Gricko will eat your kneecaps

I try to be upfront with people. I may be slow, but that isn’t a sign of me having a problem with you. If things get weird, I’ll tell you

I'm a human. There's only so much I can take both IC and OOC. Sometimes I need to take time for myself. See above bullet point for more details on that

This is about having fun for me so please let’s make sure to communicate and make sure we both have fun!

#ooc

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sojourner-between-worlds · 2 years

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Panic! in the Quad

Fandoms: Alex Rider/ Hawaii Five-0

Summary: The past comes knocking, Alex has a panic attack at school, and Steve is less than pleased.

Series: Don't You Worry, Child

A/N: An (informal) gift to @just-add-butter who, upon learning I had finally finished a new one, called me her fic dealer, a title I am honored to have 😂

ANyway, this took so long in part because this was supposed to feature Nathan being a Good Bro but the pacing was just terrible and not working so I rewrote the entire thing and poor Nathan pretty much got left out as a result. Sorry, Nathan. Maybe another time.

Read on Ao3 instead

. . . . .

After roughly eight months of therapy, Alex felt like he was more-or-less on an even keel. He certainly still had a fair share of bad days, but the number of good days was ever increasing. The fact that he had friends who would sit with him on both certainly didn’t hurt, either.

Today had started out as one of those good days. He was fairly certain he’d done well (at least passing) on his math midterm, and the only midterm he had left for the day was a presentation in English Lit that he was confident would go off without a hitch.

But then he saw her.

Sitting in his usual lunch spot in the quad, he glanced towards the road that was just visible between the buildings and there she was, smartly dressed in a gray suit, dark hair cut short just as he remembered, walking down the far side of the road. A car sped past, and she disappeared with it. He only caught a glimpse of her, but that was enough to make his heart stop and his breath catch in his throat.

“Alex?”

Forcing his gaze away from the spot she had been one moment and was absent from the next, he turned back to his friends. “Huh?”

Nathan tilted his head slightly and squinted. “Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Maybe I have, Alex thought wryly. “I’m fine. Sorry. What were you saying?”

“Are you sure?” Nathan looked entirely unconvinced.

His phone buzzed where it lay face down on the table next to his lunch tray. Saved from answering for the moment, Alex flipped it up to see the sender and the message preview.

Restricted Number Alex, this is Mrs Jones. I…

He abruptly turned his phone back over, slamming it back to the table with more force than he intended, pushing down the panic that he felt rising. This is not happening. I can’t go back to that.

“Alex?”

He jerked his head up, realizing Nathan and Koa were still waiting on an answer and were looking more concerned by the moment. Swallowing harshly and forcing some semblance of a smile onto his face, he took a deep breath to steady himself. “Yeah, I’m sure. I’m fine.”

Before either of his friends could push the matter, the bell rang signaling the end of the lunch period. Alex went into his English class grateful for the distraction from the message sitting heavily in his pocket.

. . .

By the end of his last class, curiosity was eating Alex alive. As much as he didn’t want anything to do with that world anymore, he had to admit he wondered what was so important that Jones, who had always been opposed to using him, would contact him about over a year after he had left London for good. He pulled out his phone as he crossed the quad towards the parking lot and, against his better judgment, opened the message.

Restricted Number Alex, this is Mrs Jones. I have a job offer that I don’t think you’ll want to miss out on. It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so give me a call. Can’t wait to hear from you!

His phone slipped through his fingers and landed by his feet. Knees giving out, he joined the device in the grass, breaths coming hard and fast, unable to stop the panic this time. He knew he should have deleted the text, but it was too late for that now. He couldn’t pretend he hadn’t read it.

Nathan was kneeling in front of him, but Alex couldn’t make out what he was saying. Curling in on himself, he squeezed his eyes closed as if that would erase the words from his mind. He knew he was supposed to be doing something right now to ease the panic, to ease the vice around his lungs keeping him from breathing, but he couldn’t remember what that something was through the thoughts already spinning in his mind. I can’t go back. ...but what if people die because I don’t? The idea punched what little air had managed to get into his lungs right out again, and after it was gone, he couldn’t get it back.

“Alex, hey.”

He started at the words. Every instinct was screaming “danger” but somehow this was something different. He knew that voice, knew it was safe, and safe was what he needed right now, so he latched onto it with everything he could muster.

“I’m going to hug you now, okay?”

No. Nope. Not okay. Don’t touch me! His mind screamed against it even as he felt strong arms circling around him and pulling him close, one hand coming up to cup the back of his head. He tried to fight but only for a moment before he found his hands clenching around soft fabric, and his forehead came to rest against something solid and warm and -- most importantly -- familiar.

“There we go. It’s alright. I’m here. You’re safe. Just breathe with me, buddy.”

I can’t! I can’t; it hurts! I don’t want to go back, but I don’t have a choice! I have to! It hurts! It hurts; I can’t!

“You’re alright.”

Am I?

“You’re safe.”

Am I?!?

“I promise. Everything’s going to be okay.”

It won’t be! It never will be!

“I know it doesn’t feel like it, but it will be. You’re safe.”

I’m not!

“I need you to breathe with me, buddy. I know you can do it. Just follow me.”

Alex shifted his focus -- with no little effort -- to follow and, after what felt like an eternity, the vice on his lungs loosened and his breaths came easier. Usually the worst of the fear would dissipate right along with the vice, but this time it didn’t. The fear stayed, and the tension stayed, and Alex knew it wasn’t going to go anywhere this time. The reality behind the message was too great. This wasn’t something so easily solved.

“How are we doing, buddy?”

Alex frowned as a realization hit and instead of answering, he blurted out, “How’d you get here so fast?”

Steve let out an amused huff above him. “You had a doctor’s appointment today, remember?”

Oh. Crap. Alex groaned. The icing on the cake, he supposed.

“It’s alright; we can always reschedule. It’s not a big deal. I’m honestly more concerned about what happened here. Do you wanna talk about it?”

Alex slowly leaned back. Glancing around, he saw that the quad was empty now, save for Nathan and Koa standing off to one side, out of earshot, no doubt waiting to make sure he was okay. He didn’t want to talk about it -- didn’t even want to think about it -- but he trusted Steve. Or, at least, he wanted to trust Steve, wanted to believe that his guardian would take care of this. So rather than answering, he once again posed a question of his own. “Did you mean it? Back when you said you’d do whatever it took to give me a chance at a different life?”

Even without looking, Alex could hear the confusion -- but also the resolve -- in Steve’s voice when he answered. “Of course.”

He had panicked because he had -- once again -- felt like he didn’t have a choice in the matter. But Steve had told him again and again that he did -- that he always had a say. Now, he would make the choice he wanted. Alex picked up his phone from where it still lay in the grass beside him, unlocked the screen, and handed it to Steve, the message still displayed.

Alex watched as a dark shadow clouded Steve’s face. After a long moment, he sighed deeply and said, “I will take care of this, Alex. You don’t need to worry about it, alright?”

Slumping in relief, Alex nodded. Deep down, he had known that would be Steve’s response, yet he hadn’t entirely believed it until he heard it. Steve was a man of his word; Alex could trust this truly would be the end of it.

“Let’s get you home.”

. . .

Steve leaned back in his desk chair, staring down at Alex’s phone. The kid had been perfectly fine with letting Steve hold onto it after everything that had happened that day. Plus, Steve needed it to get a direct line to the head of MI6. Sure, he could call as himself, but chances were pretty high he’d just get the run-around and never get to talk to this Mrs Jones, much less would she admit to trying to use Alex. Again. But if he called her number from Alex’s phone, she wouldn’t be able to deny it.

Theoretically, anyway.

It was late and Alex had gone to bed an hour ago, but it was the middle of the morning in London, which made it a good time to call on all fronts -- provided Mrs Jones was even in London anyway. Alex had confessed that he had thought he’d seen her outside the school around noon-time. If she was in Hawaii -- well, he honestly didn’t care if he disturbed her sleep or not.

He made the call.

The other end rang twice before it was picked up.

“Alex, I’m glad you called. I wasn’t sure you would.”

Steve felt anger burning deep as he answered. “He didn’t.”

The brief silence was deafening. “I’m sorry, who is this?”

“Commander Steve McGarrett, Five-0, and Alex’s legal guardian. If you ever try to contact him again, I will have you arrested -- I don’t care who you are. Though for the record, I do know who are so don’t try to play dumb. Is that understood?”

“Are you threatening me, Commander McGarrett?”

��It’s only a threat if you don’t leave him alone. I know what he’s been through because of your people, and I know he doesn’t want that life. As long as you leave him alone, we won’t have any problems.”

There was a long pause on the other end before she replied. “You can use a spear as a walking stick but that doesn’t change its nature, Commander.”

Steve was momentarily taken aback, her flippant words ringing in his ear. “Did you ever stop to think that maybe he was never a weapon in the first place and that he should be able to choose if that life is one he wants for himself?”

“Some people -- it’s simply in their blood.”

“He should still get that choice.”

“Be that as it may, he’ll come back on his own one day. It doesn’t matter how hard you try. Both of you may as well just accept it.”

“I don’t care. Whatever you want him for -- find someone else.”

“I don’t think you fully grasp the situation here. We need him, and he doesn’t even have to leave the island for this.”

“This isn’t up for debate. His answer is no.”

“You’re making a mistake. You don’t know anything about what’s going to happen if he doesn’t.”

“Then why don’t you tell me so I can take care of it. It’s my job to protect these islands and, unlike Alex, it’s a job that I chose.”

. . .

Alex aimlessly scrolled through the newsfeed on his phone, procrastinating his homework.

Terrorist Threat Thwarted -- Five-0 to Thank

Maybe -- just maybe -- he really wasn’t needed in that world anymore. A better thought had never been had.

. . . . .

A/n: I don't normally do notes at the end, but I wanted to quick mention a couple of things:

1. You can decide for yourself if it was actually Mrs Jones he saw outside the school or just A Very Inconvenient Coincidence. (Either one works tbh.)

2. I don't want anyone walking away from this thinking that Steve forced that physical contact on Alex while he was panicking. It's in some prior fic I wrote (honestly it's been a while and I don't remember which one exactly, lol, but I know it's there somewhere) that they talked about what helps Alex and what he needs. Steve has Alex's consent, even if Alex can't consent *at that moment.*

Tags: @diekatimitdemhutohnehut @just-add-butter (Its not letting me tag you, so I'm glad you already saw it on Ao3 😂)

#alex rider #hawaii five 0 #crossover fanfiction #fic: panic in the quad #fic: dywc #fic: don't you worry child verse #tag as a ship and I will eat your kneecaps

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goji-pilled · 2 years

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So that small exchange between Nagisa and Sayaka in Rebellion may or may not have sparked something I'd like to call "Madokas private secretaries but make them more found family" My favourite part though? Tiny Bebe vibing on top of *cough*her big witch sister*cough* Oktavia

#browser posting (check pinned for context)#felix does art #yeah more random doodles just like last night lol #pmmm #puella magi madoka magica #miki sayaka #momoe nagisa #theyre siblings now because i said so #its just me coping actually <\3 #also tag this as ship and i will literally eat your kneecaps.#this is not for those weirdos.#oktavia von seckendorff #charlotte

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neolxzr · 3 years

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simply the best!

haha hey girl *trips and drops my miraculous au at your feet*

OK im gonna spit a bunch of random info here you can read it if you want hdsfkgddfhljaeldkfgd

- ok so beeduo is basically like. as superheroes theyre very good friends!! enderbug thinks rex is absolutely intolerable (affectionate). rex likes to joke flirt because he thinks its funny. as civillians ranboo is pretty reserved and wants to be tubbo’s friend but has trouble getting sentences out. tommy also tries to prevent them from being friends. they all end up friends in the end tho bc i said so

- aimsey and tubbo r bffs. she thinks tubbo’s dad sucks (he does)

- crumb and aimsey r also pretty good friends

- schlatt has the butterfly miraculous LOLLL dadschlatt enjoyers come get ur juice. idk who emilie or nathalie are yet ahdfkgjsdf

- crumb being an anthro cat has nothing to do with the story. she just is and no one questions it. she gets a miraculous at some point and no one can tell its her still because thats funny

- crumb is the best character (objectively)

- eryn, beau, and purpled would be in this. maybe jack and niki too. also probably drista

- ok beau is definitely alix ive decided they have the same energy

- kwamis r pretty much the same as the show. tikki and ranboo r bestfriends just look at them arent they cute

- tommy has no fashion sense but he has money so he pretends he does

- rex calls enderbug bugaboo once and ranboo thinks he figured out his identity and freaks the fuck out for a sec

- rex noir is just from the cat breed theres not really any significance behind the name i just thought it sounded cool. enderbug is self explanatory

- if enderbug was akumatized he’d be called enderwalker

- the boys switch miraculouses once and tubbo gets to call ranboo a meow meow catboy (to his dismay)

- tubbo REALLLLY wants to know who enderbug is. ranboo is all protective of secret identities and all that blah blah boringg

- ok thats all maybe ill add more later thankz for reading xoxo

#dsmp au #dream smp au #beeduo #tubbo #ranboo #tommyinnit #crumb cuptoast #aimsey #dsmp mlb au #mlb au #cryn tries to draw #do NOT tag as ship i will fuckign eat your kneecaps #ok this post has been a draft for like a couple days now but i have to post it because the FUCKGIN. VTUBERBOO JOKES #mans rly be looking like reverser dhgflfdkh;js #also u should reblog it would make me. very happy <3

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