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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 8 months

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May I please request some wholesome multilingual s/o for Dagger or Peter? Maybe Snake if that’s alright? Maybe they’re just all snuggled up and having a nap when s/o just quietly mumbles “Te amo,” or “Je t’aime,” or something along those lines? Bonus points for a pet name in s/o’s native tongue.

aaaaaaaa GOD these boys deserve the world!!!

Mmmmh, he loves getting to cuddle with them like this. It’s even better when the two of them fall asleep together. They don’t usually get the opportunity to nap in the middle of the day; regardless of the reason behind it, he’ll take it. He’s just uneasy enough to keep drifting in and out, since he rarely relaxes like this it’s a bit hard to stay sleeping. He just lies there even if he isn’t sleeping, and when he hears them say that, his heart skips a beat. He doesn’t speak a lick of another language, so he isn’t sure what it means… but… it sounds so… fond. Like something one would whisper to a lover to show devotion. He’ll have to remember exactly what it was they said so he can ask about it later. In the meantime, he just gives them a kiss on the cheek and says a soft, “Love y’, sweet’eart,” before nodding back off…

Oi, gettin’ to be all cozy when it’s not nighttime is rather nice, actually. Even though he doesn’t usually admit such things out loud, his S/O will very much be able to tell that he’s relaxed. There’s no complaint about being held in their arms, where other times he might wiggle around trying to find a position that doesn’t make him feel insecure. He just relents, nuzzling into their neck and taking his time to fade into a rest. Those words… he doesn’t really speak any other language, so he doesn’t understand them. He’s tired enough to be borderline docile: “Mmh…? Wot’s that, precious?” If they repeat it in English, they’ll earn a sleepy, affectionate chuckle and a kiss to the neck. “Awh. Goin’ soft on me? Love y’ too. Go to sleep, now.” Internally he’s overjoyed, and he wishes he wasn’t almost asleep so that he could properly blush about it. He’s perfectly content to just replay those words in that other language, over and over, until he starts to snore.

(Look at that, Snake! You’ve got a living, breathing hide!) Hm, well, he supposes that he does, Keats. After all, his beloved is very warm, and their embrace is ever so secure. He feels small and concealed and protected inside their arms; this is absolutely the way he prefers to sleep. And although he does usually sleep during the night, he has to admit, there’s something so comfortable about napping when the sun is out. It’s as if he doesn’t have a care in the world. He’s woke up just briefly; he’s a light sleeper, so their louder-than-normal murmurings gently pulled him out of a dreamless rest. What’s that they’re saying…? Surprisingly, he can place the specific language they’re using. Even if he doesn’t know what they’re saying, he knows what language it is. One of the snakes speaks up to ask what they said, and immediately, Snake’s face is bright red. He… he doesn’t know how to react about being shown such quiet affection. He mostly just buries his face in their neck and curls up tighter, and manages to stammer out, “I-I… I love you too…” His heart is beating so fast, how will he ever get back to sleep now?

#onehellofashadynerd #Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Dagger #Peter #Snake #reaction #romantic #fluff #domestic #they deserve the world!!!! <3 #one hell of a queue

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allaganexarch · 4 months

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6, 16, 22 for the writing asks!

Thank you for indulging meee!!

6. Which yet-to-be-started fic is first on your list?

Almost everything that's high on my list has at least been started LOL! I do have one (private) commission request from a friend that I haven't started yet due to *waves vaguely at everything* so hopefully I can get that underway soon, but since I'm a bit burned out it may still be awhile.

16. Do you have that one fanfic that you wrote a ton for, ages ago, but never posted? Will this be the year, come hell or high water, that it WILL get finished and posted?

Hmmmm let's see...usually I don't languish about posting things too much, so if they don't get written, it's just bc I moved on and don't want to anymore LOL! On the flip side, most of what I posted this past year esp the last few months was the *possessed by a demon at 5 in the morning* variety of writing bc otherwise I literally just didn't have time to write anything not for school. So anything that required actual planning or some kind of Structure TM I wasn't really able to get too far on. (I deliberately kept scorched earth in a very simple structure that I already had mostly planned in the hopes that I would be able to work on it when busy!)

The WOT Liandrin/Reader fic will definitely manifest this year, and I have a fic idea for Stray Gods (Athena/Medusa) that I'd like to try to do, but that's much less developed. But those aren't that old! Oh and some DA2 Hawke/Meredith nonsense from a year-ish ago but I've just been holding off on that bc I knew I would replay DA2 soon and be in the right mindset to finish it!

22. Do you plan to take writing classes this year?

LOL not to sound like the world's biggest snob but I don't find writing classes to be useful at all, at least for me personally. There is a very narrow and specific kind of feedback that I find actually useful and it's very rare to find someone who can give that kind of feedback. So I generally avoid "writing workshops" and things like that like the plague.

New Year Fanfic Asks!

#personal #exciting tag for writing things #exciting tag for answered asks

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gunkreads · 2 months

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10 Characters, 10 Fandoms, 10 Tags

Tagged by @highladyluck (sorry I'm late! had a hand injury!)

Rules: choose 10 favorite characters from 10 different fandoms -- no double dipping! Then tag 10 5 friends or mutuals to complete the game as well.

I'm not sure about this one! Kind of hard, honestly. I'm deliberately trying to mix it up a little bit from the previous "top 10 characters" thing I did, but a lot of these are repeats.

Kvothe/Denna synthesis, Kingkiller Chronicle. Not cheating! Hear me out. These two characters are fairly standard and, though I hate to admit it, not particularly remarkable on their own--but they synthesize into something completely different. Together, they have a dynamic that neither of them can possibly have with any other character, effectively both modifying themselves into half of a completely different character to become part of a unique and separate whole. Give them potara earrings and see what happens. So my answer isn't Kvothe or Denna, or even Kvothe and Denna, but the space between them. Sorry for being a fucking sap; it's in my blood.

Kurosaki Ichigo, Bleach. Not sorry for this one. He's my Goku, my Naruto, my Inigo Montoya. My special teenage obsession. Sometimes, you're 15 and everything means more than the world to you and the only thing that'll keep you going is watching your favorite cartoon guy stand back up after getting killed.

Murtagh, Inheritance Cycle. Sorry for this one. Inheritance shaped my understanding of fantasy from the age of 4 and, in some ways, I'm glad it did--learning a genre from such a derivative story is kind of nice because it prepares you to see those tropes executed better in other, better-told stories. Murtagh was the first character I ever read who was a legitimate rival to the protagonist, actively fighting against the good guys while holding a strong bond to the protagonist, and that's still one of my favorite character tropes.

Bayle Domon, Wheel of Time. Look... it's hard to pick a favorite WoT character, especially because there are so many characters I love that are widely hated (Gawyn, Thom, Faile, Perrin, etc), but Bayle is my BOY. He's my fucking GUY. He'd be the protagonist of a smaller story. He's just always fucking there, by a combination of ta'veren bullshit and his own baked-in need to trade/smuggle wherever the action is. A physically large, narratively small man who sets his elbows firm and keeps his space in the story. One of my all-time favorite "everyman" characters.

Cassius au Bellona, Red Rising. He's just Gawyn Trakand 2.0. Come on. You could've seen this coming. God's specialist little boy who doesn't know how to stop fucking up. Yeah, yeah, I'll watch Green Knight someday.

Jackie Welles, Cyberpunk 2077. Best friend a guy could ask for. Don't even talk to me about this. I've played through this game 3 times and it hit me just as hard in both replays.

Kaioh Retsu, Grappler Baki. Baddest motherfucker on the planet. Class out the ass. My favorite over-the-top "martial arts is the best thing ever" character, managing to beat out the rest of the cast of THE premier "martial arts is the best thing ever" manga.

Amos Burton, The Expanse. What's going on with this guy? Well, nothing. He already told you everything there is to know. It's your fault for trying to look for hidden meaning where there isn't any.

Tain Shir, The Masquerade. Come on, dude. Come on.

Camilla Hect, The Locked Tomb. Come on, dude. Come on.

I'll tag @pillowfriendly @briannysey @coffeefirst-thenspacepirates @iliiuan @ofdarklands

#tag game

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chalkxtabletxtowers · 2 years

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~All we are is Stars~

•Characters: 2D, Murdoc and Cyborg Noodle. There are mentions of 2D and Murdoc having had a thing in the past and they kinda make up, but it's a lot of angst :)

The waves were hitting the shore of Plastic Beach, breaking and rushing back into the ocean. 2D barely noticed them, whenever he looked out of his depressingly small window, all he saw was water and the depths of the ocean. And that whale. That damn whale that kept him awake since the day he had arrived, circling him each and every hour of his existence as if it was just waiting for the perfect moment to strike and swallow him. 2D was terrified of that monster, but he knew that that terrified feeling was what kept him at bay. What kept him from rioting against the circumstances or the person that had brought him here. A threat this big in his mind automatically kept him calm, not wanting to provoke it further. If the whale was to break through the window- the realism of the scenario not even once crossing 2Ds mind- it would be over for him. He'd be dead in a split second. Though, maybe, being dead was still better than being trapped in the underground of an island consisting of trash, surrounded by contaminated water. He sighted deeply and decided, to swing his long limbs out of bed, maybe this day would be slightly better than the last, and he still needed to eat breakfast. Though, he didn't feel particularly hungry, all that the island offered was deep-fried jellyfish, those 5 minute microwave meals, freezedried fruit if they were lucky. Nothing really screamed Breakfast to the man.

As he opened the door of his room and took the elevator up, he replayed the possible confrontation a good hundred times in his head. Though, it was always they same: He'd come into the room, Murdoc was either drunk or somewhere else, he'd have breakfast and then either get yelled at, or leave again afterwards, sometimes looking after Cyborg Noodle, but that was a rare occasion. He preferred to be not too close to this thing. Something about it just unsettled him.

This time, it was Murdoc being drunk, again, holding the almost empty green bottle still in hand as 2D entered the room to get the food he wanted.

"There you are, idiot!"

The older man slurred, not only smelling, but also sounding a lot like the alcohol he had consumed in the past weeks. There hadn't been a single day where 2D had seen him sober, ever since they arrived on the island. Maybe it was Murdocs way of dealing with guilt or the burden of his actions, but he could've at least done so alone, without dragging him into this. "I need your help"

Those four words were very unusual if said by Murdoc and they made the blue haired singer turn his head "....mine? Why?"

He was skeptic and had all reason to be, considering their history and the surroundings they were in right now. "Cyborg Noodle had a circuit or something, I don't know, some stupid cable burned through and I need to fix it, but opening the chest plate is a task for two people"

2D raised a brow. He had never really understood how the Cyborg was wired anyway, nor had he managed to accept it as a replacement for the real Noodle. "You're only askin' me to 'elp yer because yer got no one else"

The singer said as he took his food out the microwave and put it down, crossing his arms while he waited for it to cool. He had learned his lesson from the first 5 times of burning his tongue.

"Then you won't be able to say no, either. We'll go down to the other machinery once you've finished your breakfast, and don't be late, you hear?"

The man said as he walked out, 2D just looking after him with a shake of his head.

Eventually, even with the slowest chewing possible, 2D had finished his breakfast, and what was left in his plate was inedible. He sighted as he threw the rest into the trashcan, and stood up. Stretching himself, he looked over to the Cyborg who seemed to look as uncertain as he felt "Let's 'ope Murdoc knows wot he's doin'. He build yer, he can fix yer properly for sure"

2D wasn't sure if he was reassuring himself, or the Cyborg with that sentence, but both of them just nodded.

He wasn't sure if he should offer her a hand or not, but that question seemed to answer itself when she started walking confidently towards the elevator that would lead them down to the room with the machinery.

2D was surprised, anyway, that Murdoc made the effort to actually use that room for once, he usually had no problem with opening Cyborg Noodle right there on the Kitchen table if the situation required it. 2D also wondered, why Murdoc insisted so heavily on fixing and taking care of Cyborg Noodle himself, instead of letting Dave do it. Maybe it was because he build her? Maybe because in some twisted part of the bassists mind he still viewed that thing as his daughter? In a way, that robot was Noodle, wasn't it? Just without the feelings. Or the memories. And robbed of any sort of human resemblance.

He remembered when he had patted her back once to comfort her, like in old times, only to hear the dull sounds of metal echoing back to him. 2D being so caught up in his thoughts and Cyborg Noodle barely speaking when she wasn't specifically instructed to, lead to the Elevator ride being awfully quiet. When they both exited it, the singer still felt like he had a giant stone on his chest, pressing down and suffocating him the more breaths he took. But then, he felt that way ever since they had arrived so... it wasn't that big of a difference. That stone just didn't seem to leave anymore. "We're here"

He shouted, his voice coming back from the walls but sounding strongly distorted and wrong. Here, her, he.

"About damn time" Murdoc grumbled as he shook his head, pulling them both in "Ya need to help me open the chest plate. We'll unscrew the screws there and there, and then we'll open it and fix the broken cable, so she can work properly again"

2D raised a brow. He questioned that... for multiple reasons "Won't we get a electric shock from that?"

He asked as he raised a brow. Murdoc rolled his eyes "Can't damage much more in that stupid head of yours. But no, we'll obviously switch her off before opening her you idiot. You think I'm doing that for the first time or something?"

He asked, raising a offended brow and his hand, which made 2D automatically flinch away "N-No, I just thought-"

"Thinking is not your strong suit. More doing, less asking, get it faceache?"

2D just nodded with a sigh and watched, as Murdoc switched the Cyborg off. A little part of the singer, that could somewhat comprehend what was going on and how she operated, felt sorry for her. But then again, she was just a machine, wasn't she? As if she felt anything. As if that would hurt her. But what if it did? He sighted again and just gave Murdoc what he needed, watching through his blurried sight how the Cyborg got opened up and cables got cut and replaced with new ones. "There, I told you, less asking, more doing and we'd be done in no time. Sometimes you're apparently really capable of something"

Murdoc shook his head as he stood up "And now let's go, we got Pirates to look out for"

That that was only an excuse to go outside, 2D realised too late. But as they sat up there, together, overlooking the bottom of the island and the ocean, the singer couldn't hold back anymore "Why'd yer bring me 'ere, eh?"

He asked, looking at the bassist with obvious distaste "Stupid question, dullard. Because I needed ya for the vocals. Songs don't write themselves either, and the braincells you do have left at least produce good lyrics"

2d chuckled bitterly, he knew it was a compliment but he had a hard time actually taking it. "I think yer could've replaced me. Like yer replaced Noodle after 'er death, right? And like yer replaced Russel wiv that drum machine"

"I never wanted her to die" Murdoc suddenly said, his voice more of a shout that cut through the thin air between them "It was a stupid accident! If I could've prevented it, that island wouldn't have blown up that day!"

"YOU KNEW IT WOULD BLOW UP AND YOU KNEW SHE WAS ON THERE!"

2D screamed, tears starting to form in his eyes as he was roughly reminded of the death of Noodle that had always felt like a sister to him. "She had a parachute"

Murdoc mumbled weakly as he dug out a bottle of alcohol and began taking a big sip. Like he always did to avoid the traumatic memories. "Yeah that was very useful. And then yer run away, like yer always do, and bring me on 'is island, where we get attacked by soddin' pirates, who are tryin' ter take over this rottin' piece o' plastic in the bloody ocean we call 'ome right now! All this, just for an album, is makin' me want ter die!"

2D shouted before leaving, leaving the bassist behind in shock that he quickly drowned in more alcohol. He didn't have to feel. He didn't have to think. He didn't have to worry. The alcohol numbed everything. His grief. His trauma. His love. All washed down like the alcohol washed down his sore throat. The more the years passed that he was living on this shitshow of a planet, the more he could understand why his father had done the same. It was just so much easier to drown out your feelings rather than face them. Though, Murdoc wasn't a violent drunk like his father had been, at least not anymore, he rather fell asleep the more he drank. 2D was storming downwards on the other hand, contemplating to enter his room again but then remembering the nightmare of a whale that roamed around it, and deciding to stay in the kitchen. He wished he could've talked to someone, someone that understood his confusing words and his feelings, someone like his best friend and bandmate, but he hadn't seen Russel either since the El Mañana incident. In all honesty, 2D feared the worst. When they had first formed a band, 2D had idolised Murdoc, had looked up to him despite all that had happened, despite the condition that Murdoc had put him in. Idolising turned into drunk one night stands, once, then twice, then thrice, staining the sheets in his stuffy Winnebago that he somehow viewed to be comfortable. Drunk one night stands had turned into love, at least from 2Ds perspective, something he deemed incredibly normal, until Murdoc told him off. "What? Love? Nah, you just developed Stockholm Syndrom. No wonder with your brain being all scrambled. What we had was nice for quick fun, but I ain't a fag. And even if I was, I doubt you'd be my type. And besides, the press shouldn't know about our relationship either. Ya can come back anytime if you need your relief, but love is too far fetched"

Yet, 2D somehow had still held onto the feelings, realising they needed each other like magnets. One didn't work without the other, they depended on each other to make themselves and the band work, and it was Murdoc that had scrambled him from the bathroom floor after his overdose on medication. Murdoc had always been there somehow, keeping 2Ds own ego down and sometimes when he was really drunk and out of his mind even apologising for everything he had done. Now, the singer wasn't sure how serious one could take that apology, but he held it close to his heart.

Then, the El Mañana incident had happened, something for which not even Murdoc could properly apologise, and they had split up, before the blue-haired had been gassed and brought here.

He sighted as he got up again, taking the flask out of the grasp of Murdocs hand and sitting down next to the man "Yer need me."

He said "Not for vocals, not for lyrics, yer could do all that on yor own and yer know it."

"Pff" The bassist let out, having drunken not nearly enough for that conversation yet. "Yer need me because you'd break wivout proper company."

2D summarised as he threw the flask down. The ocean next to the island was polluted anyway, one bottle more didn't make a difference, did it? "Wen yer fixed up Cyborg Noodle this mornin', yer wouldn't 'ave needed me either. But yer still ordered me ter come. So yer wouldn't be alone. 'avin' just Cyborg Noodle 'round yer would make yer go insane because she's not 'uman. Yer didn't give 'er feelings either-"

"Because feelings are bullshit. What do feelings know? My feelings are telling me I'm a failure but I got money!"

Well, he had money before he had given it all up for the island but the idiot didn't need to know that. "And fame! My feelings told me everything would go well and then Noodle died amidst the explosion! My feelings told me that it's wrong to love another man because my dad would've beat me half to death for daring that, yet here you stand and I-"

"...yer?"

2D asked, the silence was quite awkward "I- all I did. All the hits. All the names. All the... bullying. All the pushing you away, all the reducing it to just one night stands, all the... distance. All that just so I-"

He couldn't bring himself to say it. Heck, he couldn't even really admit it to himself. When he looked into the mirror, he knew it was the truth. He had been in love with the singer ever since had seen him stand up after the incident. You didn't call someone a god because you hated them. But he couldn't. He couldn't, he was too broken, carried too much trauma. It was wrong, his father had told him many times and he knew, that if he ever fell into the deep abyss, the last thing he wanted was to pull 2D with him into the inevitable depth. "...it's not the best timin'" 2D mumbled "I understand yer, but yer know wot yer did. Yer brought me 'ere, yer forced me ter stay 'ere, yer killed Noodle. Yer nicked my liver"

"Yeah that was just a prank"

"...yer acted like you nicked my liver. But yer did 'it me multiple times and insulted me and treated me like a cheap toy. I can't just... move on now because yer tell me yer luv me."

"You're not that easy huh"

"I'm not stupid. Just slow."

Murdoc scratched the back off his head, awkwardly standing there like he wasn't quite sure where he belonged. His love was so close and yet so far away because of, again, something he had done. It ate him up on the inside, devouring him until only the guilt was left he had tried so desperately to shove away. "and now?"

The bassist asked, making the singer sigh "I don't know. I can't tell yer. Yer want ter 'eal. So do I. But if we can 'eal together- I'm not sure."

Though, he did reach out his hand eventually, taking the green one into his before saying "But we can sure try ter 'eal together. And then, I'll make us all a nice cup a' tea and we see wot will be once we've gotten down from this god forsaken island"

"So it's a you love me too?"

"It's a I will see how yer develop and then decide"

"Fair"

With that, they went back inside. They maybe didn't know what the future would bring, but they knew they had each other. Like they always had, like they always had to have, because one didn't function without the other, almost like a clockwork. They were dependant on each other, and maybe, if given the time to heal and grow, love would bloom from that dependence. But for now, they were fine with being closer to each other and just seeing what would happen. Maybe they didn't need a lable. Maybe there wasn't a lable for whatever they had, but 2D knew that despite everything, it felt right to hold the bassists hand.

"...you know that whale isn't going to disappear. You want to... sleep in my room tonight?"

The singer narrowed his eyes, not expecting such a kind offer "...I could"

He said. And he did, in the end, staring out towards the stars for a while. Maybe, up there, a star was blinking for them and for Noodle. And maybe, somewhere, there was hope for them. And their souls.

#gorillaz #murdoc niccals #murdoc gorillaz #2d gorillaz #stuart pot #2doc #plastic beach #i love to hurt your feelings pt.2 :)#angst. lots of it.#they're both just a mess man I

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lord-shitbox · 1 year

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entire ask game. send me asks too or ill bite you really ahrd

assuming you said this for the 'weirder asks' game. godbless

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

Gozu and mezu

lighter or matches?

I like lighters more but i only have a matchbox (the striking paper on it is shit anyways)

do you leave the window open at night?

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

none

what color are your eyes?

brown

why did you do that?

do wot

hair-ties or scrunchies?

Hair ties

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

None. 2 glasses and a mason jar though

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

Cold. on ice

would you slaughter the rich?

Idc about killing them i just want their wealth redistributed

favorite extracurricular activity?

Fucking around at the grocery store en masse

what kind of day is it?

Did not do a single piece of schoolwork but i did every other possible task

when was the last time you ate?

Within the hour. Had a bowl of rice on my desk

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

can you drive?

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

nearsighted

what hair products do you use?

none

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

If you want me to ya

do you say soda or pop?

soda

something you’ve kept since childhood?

A lot of things. Stuffed animals, jewelry

what type of person are you?

chilling

how do you feel about chilly weather?

👍 but i prefer mild temperatures. The kind of just-barely cold that isnt really cold. I don’t like wearing lots of clothes

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

Depends on who you are. for u specifically, probly not much

perfume/body spray or lotion?

Mmmm…i dont own any body spray but i have mixed feelings about the texture of lotion. It’s not actually that bad but i don’t like putting wet stuff on me (same genre of sensory dislike as wearing lots of clothing)

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

Uh.. like daydream? There’s one i used to have but its really really edgy and embarrassing

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

Last night, 12. On weekdays its like 6

do you wear a mask?

No sorry

how do you like your shower water?

warm

is there dishes in your room?

Yes leave me alone

what type of music keeps you grounded?

Heavy stuff. Like fast and hard noises. Nothing slow

do you have a favorite towel?

yeah

the last adventure you’ve been on?

Went 2 bowser movie wth an extended group of people last night and afterwards we walked to winco and did funny things in shopping carts

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

Tbh…no. Im really good at remembering song lyrics in general but i dont think there are any in particular i memorize

what’s your timezone?

Doxx me why don’t you

how many times have you changed your url?

Never <3

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

Uhh.. not really? Am not in much contact with childhood close friends (theres one ive seen a few times recently but we haven’t actually talked). I believe i’ve known tuna for upcoming 8yrs though

a soap bar that smells good?

I dont like bar soap i like the liquid kinds. Old spice

do you use lip balm?

During dry lip season (i forget when this is) my lips get dry as fuck

did you have any snacks today?

how do you take your coffee?

With ice and chocolate in it

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

Discord & instagram

what’s your take on spicy foods?

yum (reasonable spice tolerance)

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

Nobody…i hate some people 2 death (i dont think about them so i forget who they are) but theyre not bothering me rn so idc

can you remember what happened yesterday?

Bowser moive

favorite holiday film?

Year without a santa claus (IM MR FREEZE MISER)

what was the last message you sent?

“so far i think the only red text thats restricted to origin is mhin's”

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

Idk ive had sips in young youth. Parents would give me some so i could go “wow this tastes nasty” and not crave any ever (they were right for this)

can you skip rocks?

I may have done it successfully like twice in my life

can i tag you in random stuff?

Ya sure

#asks #mario himself in the movie was extremely mid i did not care about him #cant say if it was entirely the voice actor tho. & it could be entirely my own preferential bias (just dont care abt his kind of character)#&/or mid writing #bowser was cool tho so im calling it the bowser movie #guy who derives 30% of media enjoyment from OST alone: why is there no music in this scene #climax fight scene music was solid but like there wasnt enough good music for me in the rest of the movie #mario was pretty much there to be peach's boytoy and honestly good for her. she slayed hard

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mithology-marveloholick · 1 year

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Now that LoH has 1000 days, I got nostalgic and would like to reminisce about how the game changed since its release.

I've been playing LoH since late August 2020. I remember getting f Lairei and w Krom first, thinking I could still get e Luci haha

My first alliance was small and quiet, not much was happening there, then I met Ileum on chat 3 and later joined her alliance.

I got to extreme mode on my first account, back when there was no story mode and there was water Baretta was there as one of the bosses. Not the final boss tho.

My first extreme mode road block was d Meiling. Not infamous 5-8

I lost my first account and had to restart my entire journey. That's my current account with which I finished extreme mode.

I wasn't always an Aslan simp, belive it or not. I first simped for Mikhail and Krom. But Aslan still number 1 in my heart.

I remember when we didn't know anything about WoT heroes except Walther, Helga and Aslan. Brandon was only mentioned in story.

The ye old raid, the og one before any revamps. The good old days when newbies were sent to deal with early levels so that the heavy hitters could clear out later. The dogpiling at the end of raid

Dealing with f2p saints who would sometimes show up in chat 3. (Never go to chat 1. That's where they live)

First ancient costumes being og knights: Johan, Fram, Schneider, Mikhail and Charlotte ❤️

Being excited for weekly summer streams and getting announcements of Bianca and Ricardo

No archives so we had to replay stages or screenshot every single bit of dialogue (I still have all of them)

E Laph used to be the best unit for solo levels in Obelisk and l Solphi was deemed a shit unit

W Krom being the best ag boost unit (he still is)

The veteran in me is crying from nostalgia but is also proud how far this game went ❤️

#back in my days #lord of heroes #old times in LoH #The good old days #loh #i feel like a grandma

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cwarscars · 1 year

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(( replaying the original ffvii is always interesting especially because i’ve been playing through remake, too - so i’m like, actively comparing them and -

* i way prefer original’s writing. it’s much more nuanced and the characters feel more complex. avalanche ARE responsible for the deaths of innocents and each character feels like a mixture of good and bad (like real peeps). nobody is watered down which i appreciate.

- example, rufus is nice to his troops / has good intentions but will also deadass execute avalanche just to improve public opinion - tseng is shown to be pretty callous about the platefall (ditto for reno etc) but they’re also shown to be likable in their own rights ala gongaga / temple of the ancients. - aerith has that whole otherworldly-ancient thing going on without needing a cheat sheet showing her the end outcome. like, she goes to her death not because she’s ‘ready to die’ or whatever but because she knows she needs to ‘activate holy’. like, she’s sort of as in the dark as everybody else but she’s brave enough to power through it (which personally, i prefer in comparison to her ‘i know the ending lol’ thing of the remake) - hojo. man, what the hell? so, i just did costa del sol and you can find hojo on the beach surrounded by ladies (hojo got pussy game wot?) - and he asks aerith about ilfana, is surprised she’s dead and then is generally just like ‘fuck u guys i wanted a holiday’. i know it’s kind of an easter egg but also, it’s a far cry from what we get in remake? - barret is always perfect

*the story in general. i’ve always felt remake blows it’s load WAY too soon and gives far too much away for the sake of - i don’t even know what? - while i’ve been playing og with my partner, i’ve been explaining things to him and like, we did the kalm flashback and he was like ‘ohhh so this is why cloud doesn’t like sephiroth’ and i was like ‘well - do you think this flashback is real / reliable?’ and my partner was like ‘hold up, w o t ?’

*the implication that jenova is the big bad and not sephiroth. i’ll take it to the grave that jenova is the one pulling the strings the entire time and seph is essentially just a vessel for her (right up until the end, where i assume he’s ‘resurrected’) - the story has always felt confusing in that respect but i’ve always felt it makes sense that jenova is the one calling the shots and not sephy. i’m not sure if remake will really touch on this (it gives up glimpses of jenova but /more/ of sephy - but who knows; it’s a running theme throughout og ff7 so /shrug/ maybe remake will experiment with that). personally, i love jenova being the ultimate villain. i could write an essay on why she is tbqh & i think the devs retconned in game shit to appease fans in thinking seph is the ‘main villain’.

i just - yeah. like, i’ll always prefer original. there are things about the remake i love but replaying them side by side - one is way better than the other in terms of storytelling / narrative & characters. ))

#(ooc)#hello im finally online #ive had a crazy busy day #i had work this morning & then i was at comic con for a good chunk of the day #which was okay but i always get bored at these places #after i finished painting my friends birthday gift and ahhh it's just been a mad one #i'm gonna look at some replies and then maybe reply to discord stuff tomorrow to save anyone getting a message at like 2am haha #i hope everybody is okay!#( tbd. )

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