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libraryofgage · 4 months

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A Place Like Steve in a Boy Like This (2)

Part of: Steve Deserves Good Parents, Actually Debbie and Fester Addams One | Two | Three Rick and Evelyn O'Connell One | Two (you're here!) Harley Quinn One 10th Doctor and Rose One | Two (on the way!) Scooby Gang (there are plans for this one lmao, so plz be patient with me orz) Jedidiah and Octavius (from Night at the Museum) (I also have plans for this one actually they just need to simmer a little lmao)

Hi welcome back to my Mummy Crossover where Steve's parents are Rick and Evelyn O'Connell this took forever bcuz the words didn't want to word correctly lmao

Anyway, here we are! Some interactions, some more insight on all of Steve's talents, a teensy bit of chaos killed before it could flourish. What more could you want?

As always, if you see any typos, no you didn't ;)

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"Breathe in."

Steve slowly inhales, keeping his chest and arms steady.

"Now pull as you breathe out."

Steve steadily exhales, squeezing the trigger as he does, and feeling the gun kick in his hand. Several yards away, a tin can that's little more than a speck in the distance topples to the ground.

Before Steve can realize his aim was good, the gun is plucked from his hand and he's lifted into the air. Weightlessness overwhelms him, and he shrieks with delight as he falls back into his father's arms. "That's my boy!" his father says, tossing him into the air again.

"Oh, do be careful, Rick. He broke an arm the last time you threw him around like that," Steve's mother says, a proud smile tugging at her lips despite her words.

Steve finds himself safely held in his father's arms a second later, his heart racing and his breaths short from exhilaration. "Again! Again!" he shouts, looking up at his father hopefully.

"Sorry, kiddo, you heard your mother," his father says, messing up Steve's hair before lifting him onto his shoulders. Steve grips his father's hair tightly, grinning as his father jogs over to the tin can. "You'll be able to shoot running in no time."

"Am I gonna be as good as you?" Steve asks, leaning over his father's head. "How long will that take?"

"You'll be better than me, Steve. It'll take a few years, though. At least one hundred."

"One hundred?! I'm gonna be bones by then! Dust and bones!"

"Nah, you'll be fine," his father says, waving his hand dismissively.

"I'll be dead!"

"In my experience, the dead don't make a habit of staying that way."

Steve huffs and rolls his eyes, pinching his father's cheeks and tugging on them until he laughs, grabs Steve's hand, and playfully bites his fingers. Steve shrieks again, laughing as he tugs his hand away and yanks on a few strands of his father's hair for revenge.

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Steve, Max, and Eddie get discharged within days of each other, and even though Steve was expecting his house to be invaded by his friends, he still finds himself wishing he'd had a few more days with his parents before everyone showed up and started interrogating him. In fact, he almost considers ignoring the doorbell when it rings the day after Max is discharged.

"Steve!" Rick shouts, his voice carrying all the way from his carefully maintained weapons room. "Can you get that?"

"Can't put it off any longer," Robin says, grinning at him from her spot on the couch. She stretches out her leg and nudges Steve's thigh, urging him to get up.

He sighs, pushing himself off the couch and grimacing at the slight tug on his sides. "Got it," he calls back, walking to the door and bracing himself before opening it.

The porch is packed with his friends, Dustin and Eddie at the very front. "Finally!" Dustin says, pushing past Steve to get into the house.

Everyone else streams in after him, and Steve ends up just holding the door. "Yeah, welcome in, make yourselves at home, thanks so much for calling before showing up," he mutters, closing the door after the final person, Will, has walked inside.

He follows after them, relieved they filter into the living room instead of heading to the kitchen. Uncle Jonathan has been in there all day, trying his hand at a new gin brewing technique that makes Steve's head spin just thinking about it.

Steve flops onto the couch next to Robin, dropping his head onto her shoulder. Dustin looks ready to speak, and Steve is ready to pretend he's listening, when his mother walks into the room. She looks around with a concerned frown, her fingers covering her mouth and tapping against her lips. "Steve," she says, her voice slightly distracted, "dónde está el machete de tu papá?"

"En el garaje," he replies, waving off her thanks.

"You speak Spanish?" Max asks, glancing at Evelyn as she walks past her to reach the garage.

"I speak several languages," Steve tells her. He feels the couch shift next to him and looks over to see Will scooting over to make room for Eddie. "Spanish, Hebrew, Arabic, Egyptian, French, Greek, a little Urdu, but that one is rusty."

"Holy shit," Mike says, staring at Steve like he's shapeshifted into an alien, "you're smart?!"

"Wait, is that how you guys cracked the Russian code so quickly?" Dustin asks. "Why did you make Robin learn Russian if you already knew it?"

"I didn't make Robin do anything. She started learning while I called a guy I know who can speak Russian. He only managed to get back to me the same day Robin got the whole thing translated."

"You know a guy who can speak Russian?" Eddie asks, raising an eyebrow at Steve when he glances over.

Steve shrugs. "I know a lot of guys who know a lot of things. I met all of them while traveling with my parents," he explains.

"Where have you been?" Will asks.

"Every continent except Antarctica. More places than I can count, actually."

"Why did you travel so much?" El asks, her gaze drifting toward the mantle where several of his mother's souvenirs are carefully arranged. "Did those come from your travels?"

"I followed my parents while they worked until high school. And yeah, those are souvenirs, you can pick them up, but be careful."

As though the lack of permission was the only thing holding her back, Max jumps up and hurries over to the mantle, pulling down a small jar and turning it over in her hands. Its lid is shaped like the head of Anubis, and Steve is just realizing what she's picked up when his father walks into the room.

Rick stops, stares at the jar in Max's hand, and then marches over to her, a man on a mission. He swipes the jar, ignoring Max's shout in protest, and looks it over carefully. His expression becomes disbelieving, fond, and annoyed all at once. "Evie!" he shouts, turning around and about to go looking for her when she appears in the doorway.

"No need to shout, dear, I was just in the other room," she says, smiling until she sees the jar he's holding.

Her expression says it all, but Rick still holds the jar up, smiles sweetly at her, and asks lightly, "Evie, darling, is this what I think it is?"

"Well," Evelyn says, rolling her shoulders back in a way that tells Steve they're about to argue. And then start kissing like nobody's around. "It very well might be."

"What is it?" Dustin asks, sliding closer to get a better look at the jar when Rick holds it higher.

"Really, Evie? Did you forget the part where these things are cursed? Did you completely forget what happened to the Americans who touched these?"

"Aren't you American?" Max asks.

"And aren't you touching it?" Erica adds.

"It's certainly not cursed anymore," Evelyn says, walking over and easily plucking the jar from Rick's hands. She looks it over, idly brushing off some of the dust. "Imhotep is thoroughly dead. You made sure of that, dear."

"I'm sorry, did she say cursed?" Mike asks.

"Yes," El says.

As Evelyn and Rick stare each other down, Steve sighs and drops his head on the back of the couch. "It's a jar used in ancient Egypt to store the organs of mummies. That one specifically belonged to Imhotep, a mummy with a curse. He ate people and tried to sacrifice my mom to bring his girlfriend back and killed a bunch of Americans in the process. But Mom and Dad defeated him, like, twice and he hasn't been a problem since, so Mom is pretty sure he's gone for good now."

"There is no way any of that is true," Max says, huffing as Rick takes the jar back before Evelyn can even think of letting Max look at it again. "I mean, seriously? Mummies?"

"Oh, inter-dimensional monsters are perfectly believable, but mummies are a step too far?" Steve asks.

"Inter-dimensional monsters?" Evelyn asks, whirling around on Steve and placing her hands on her hips.

"So that's where he gets it from," Eddie says, his voice soft and more than a little amused.

Before Steve can comment on that (or try to kick Eddie from where he's sitting on the couch), his father moves to stand next to his mother, arms crossed over his chest with a stern look and still holding the jar. "Wanna share with the class, kid?" he asks.

Steve grimaces, knowing that tone of voice and sinking a little lower on the couch. "Not really, no. Most of the class is already in the loop."

"Humor us," his mother says, her voice firm and leaving no room for argument.

"Gee," Erica says, shifting closer to the doorway, "I'm suddenly feeling pretty hungry. Anyone else wanna go loot the kitchen?"

"I'm in," Max says, hurrying across the room in long strides.

"So are we," Mike adds, grabbing Will's hand and dragging him along before he can get caught up in whatever shit storm might occur. Lucas quickly follows after, flashing an apologetic smile at Steve once he's behind Evelyn and Rick.

They've all disappeared before Steve can warn them about Jonathan's gin experiments, but he figures they deserve to have their nostrils burned from the smell for abandoning him.

Only Steve, Robin, Eddie, Dustin, and El are left with Steve's parents frowning and looking at them expectantly. Steve manages to hold out under their stare for a few seconds before he sighs, sits up straight, and waves for them to sit in the loveseat perpendicular to the couch.

Once they're settled, he glances at Dustin, gets a shrug in return, and rolls his eyes. Robin places a hand on his shoulder, getting his attention to flash a grin and say, "Good luck, dingus. Just know I'll be thoroughly entertained by the end of this."

"Gee. Thanks."

Eddie snorts, settles back into the couch, and helpfully offers, "I mean, it can't be worse than being the main course of a demobat feast, right?"

"Oh, I assure you," Evelyn says, her eyes narrowing, "it certainly can."

"Oh, damn," Eddie says, shaking his head, "What do you want on your tombstone, Stevie?"

Steve rolls his eyes as Robin laughs and high-fives Eddie. He ignores them for now, secretly grateful for the lighter feeling in his chest that their joking has given him, and looks at his parents. "I guess it started with Will's disappearance."

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#steddie #steddie fic #steve harrington #eddie munson #the mummy 1999 crossover #rick o'connell #evelyn o'connell #jonathan carnahan #steve deserves good parents actually #i'm realizing i always post these late at night lmao #work really do be having me writing late orz #anyway i battled valiantly and still got defeated by some of the tags on this list i'm #i just don't know why some of them don't link properly :/

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fumblingmusings · 1 year

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Your writing is so faultless to me i love your portrayals of evryone but if its alright me asking do you have any outside inspirations for your writing from historic books or documentaries? You seem so involved in historic events often I feel I'm right there with you when you describe things but at the same time I'm not from the west and i have no idea where to begin to get a grasp on things. do you have any resouces in particular?

That is absolutely not true regarding my writing I have clunky syntax and I was re-reading a chapter and saw that I accidentally made Gilbert change genders randomly so... typos. You never catch them all... Congratulations Gilbert on transitioning. But thank you. You're so very kind to say so.

I am sorry if I misunderstand, so you're asking about what inspires my writing that isn't taken from history? Because the honest answer is not much. I do genuinely get inspiration from moments in history. I love period dramas. A lot. I don't read as much fiction as I should, and when I do it's historical fiction. I don't really watch much tv... I read Wikipedia pages in my spare time about huge overarching things like International Relations between 1648-1814 and then go down rabbit holes because I then go 'Oh I wonder what Arthur and Francis would have thought of each other at this time'. I like the occasional fantasy and anime. I'm a big DC comic book reader and write fics for one unpopular pairing on my main blog - that's where I got all my writing practice from; I started fanficcing in 2019 really.

In terms of formative 'I am watching one thing but thinking of Hetalia whilst doing so' pieces of media at the moment. Currently it's good old Game of Thrones and House of the Dragon, books and tv both. I am also thoroughly enjoying Trigun Stampede at the moment (a series about one twin with a mother complex who doesn't know he has a brother complex and the other twin who has a brother complex but doesn't know he has a mother complex).

I do cheat. I work for a University Archive so I have full access to the course readings and the library resources for the taught courses. A lot of Universities actually have their reading lists online. So I just pretend I am a student and have a wee nosey and see what topics and themes I want to read more about, which ones catch my eyes. I may also borrow the books from the University Library itself. I may in fact be that asshole who has your essential reading for that seminar out because oooh isn't Adam Ferguson's opinions on man as a social creature fascinating. I have a particular love for International Relations, so I automatically go towards those topics rather than things like social history. Neither is bad, it's just something I've learned I enjoy after so many years of studying. The former just tends to make for an easier narrative driven read, that's all.

Having said that. A lot of unis also just list books that they think are interesting and that people maybe would like to read. Rather wholesome. Many also make available their specific readings for their courses. For example, I like to go to UCL's website and see what History topics they cover on their website.

Then get very excited, for example, when I see say Transformation of Britain, 1547-1707, so I follow the links and see what they recommend. The University of Reading also has a very good list, as does the University of Edinburgh. These things make me go nuts - they lay it all out for you, and you don't have to pay a penny for the lists. Teach yourself ha!!! Some of the sources are available online, some you may have to dig around and see if a library has them. Some you sigh mournfully and only imagine what kind of information is contained within.

This is probably so unhelpful orz. Forgive my babbles.

EDIT: Oh! Music! I'm such a dumbo. I do use music quite a lot for inspiration. I don't have playlists but I do have songs and scores that I associate with certain characters for sure. They help a lot with moods and ~vibes~

#if i haven't answered your question do let me know i'm frightened i misunderstood #q&a

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zhongrin · 1 year

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Yes. Imagine it like that. Cuz this is what I am about to do 😌💞

Rin slay for teasing Zhongli with the Moray confession 🧘❤️ and I am glad he has that treasure hoard, would be a shame if both of you would've lost these things :(

And heh I just thought of how Zhongli would speak - it's so difficult for me to write for him, I can't speak like he does ifbdkssbhsjsjs but I do it nonetheless to send Zhongli drabbles to my wonderful Zhongli lovers mutuals <3

ALHAITHAM FALLING FIRSZ OFMFBSJSJEBSB EIEBSBSNS JDJS AAAAAAAA

AORHDJJESJ YOU FALLING HARDER?? I CNANTJIDJDJSJSJ

And yes I can understand why it's hard for both of ya to see ya are in 💥✨ LOVE ✨💥 (istfg if ya won't see it - I'll make ya see it.)

AND ALRLRKR I JUST DIDNT WANT YOU TO FEEL UM PRESSURED TO SHIP IT RIN <33

help I can imagine one scene which happens always when the both of us are there

"The view is beautiful."

"Yes.. the stars are shining bright tonight."

".. I meant you, my angel."

"Baizhu, is this the revenge for me saying exactly the same to you yesterday?"

".. Kind of, but it is also the truth."

".." *becoming a blushing mess*

And next day it's swapped 🧘

If I have to, I would carry Baizhu up; but I thought about him summoning tendrils with his vision to pull the both of us up to the mountain *smart brain*

"momentarily forgetting about everything else and just basking in your presence <3" RIN DIDHDJOSBSJSKKS THATS SO CUTE OFMGFNDJSJK

RIN I WAS ALSO SPEECHLESS FOR A FEW MINUTES THEN;; HE LEGIT THOUGHT I WAS ALLERGIC TO THE VIOLETGRASS CUZ I LOST MY VOICE; HE WAS GENUINELY CONCERNED 🧑‍🦯🧑‍🦯

And Changsheng would. Yes. I can also see her receiving some food from Herbalist Gui then, and as Baizhu and me look confused, she says

"Herbalist Gui bet that you won't do it today. I bet that you will do it." (She is so sassy omfg)

AND I ABSOLUTELY ADORE QIQI OFMGMGMFM I would totally braid her hair, remind her of things (basically being her notebook LMAO), go herb picking with her, help her, carry her around if she wants, do stretch exercises with her and EVERYTHING;; SHE HAS MY WHOLE HEART. SHE IS SUCH A CUTIE. 🤸❤️❤️

Next question; what was the first impression from Zhongli and Alhaitham of you? 💞

vi i am so sorry i know the moray is a lil typo but now all i can think is moray eel zhongli helpjflsjdlsjdls eel.. dragons... what's the difference right- 10/10 would still keep him in an aquarium

zhongli's a hoarder, for sure. if i don't control his hoarding tendencies at home i swear he would fill all the empty surfaces with various lil things..

i get you hshdjshdjdh it's both fun and hard writing for him hahahah al haitham is even worse, i will never be able to emulate canon al haitham's speaking pattern orz i really picked the two hardest characters whose speech patterns are the hardest to write as my faves huh lmao

it's the case of 'you have been with me for so long i just can't see you not being in it and oh shit do i love you that way but but but i don't want to risk it yk what this is fine-' 🤦🏻‍♀️

dw you will never pressure me to ship you with a character bc i will wholeheartedly always support it 100% like literally you can tell me tomorrow "hey so i don't like baizhu anymore and i wanna marry zhongli" and i'd be like YES FRIEND YOU MARRY THAT FINE ASS MAN WHEN IS THE WEDDING AND AM I INVITED 👍🏻

crying feral noises sTToooopPP THATS SO HSHDJSJDJSJDJD

truly the epitome of work smarter nor harder. i should tell zhongli to move the soil like a travelator the next time we're strolling around liyue's plains.

changsheng is like the eldest daughter of you two who's your no 1 supporter but also is so very tired of witnessing your romancing saga /j

qiqi is truly the cutest granddaughter material fr??? whenever she does the windy animation i just. i want to scoop her into my arms and carry her around ueueue

me rn: *presses vi's doll to baizhu's doll* NOW KISS

first impression you ask??? hmmmmm.

with zhongli, it's not that special at first because well, i'm just a normal mortal hooman who just so happens to be one of his friend's follower hehe

with al haitham, he probably thought i was a nuisance lol i imagine it's something like "who is this kid and why is she in grandma's house. i'm just trying to read this storybook in peace." bc we first met when my grandma came over for tea. he was pleasantly surprised to see me not bother him and take up a book to read instead tho.

hbu??? i'd imagine baizhu had the scare of his life seeing someone almost fall over right in front of him hskdjskd

#rin answers #rin is having tea with: dresvi 💚#rin selfships #zhongrin #meitham

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actualbird · 1 year

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merry xmas eve kuya zak!!!! sorry in advance if this is filled wiht typos i had my very first bottles of soju and san mig light tonight haha.

hope ur noche buena was fun <33 hope this year was good to u and i hope the next year is gonna b good to both of us

also if ur willing to divulge what was it first drinking experience like??? what did u drink and with whom and what did u feel the day after etc etc idk now that im tipsy i wan know how othe rpeople experience it

neway thank u for being here in general ur blog and ur fics brought me so much joy and im glad u made every wip and published fuc and every analysis and every silly and not so silly but sad headcanons

lotsa love !!!!

that one marikenyo In Ur Inbox All The Time

wahhh merry christmas, inbox-marikenyo :DDD!!! i saw this ask on christmas eve but during then i too was also drunk off a few cocktails and promptly passed out a little bit later orz

i had a great noche buena!! i kept falling into a food coma because i kept eating so much, as the lord intended <3 JHVSKJHFVSD. i hope you also had a great christmas eve and are having a lovely christmas day today ^w^

and as for ur q, my first Real drinking experience was at a party i went to on my last year of college actually in 2020 right before the pandemic hit omg, kinda "late" by some people's standards. i say Real drinking experience, cuz prior to that party i did drink sometimes, but never enough to get drunk!

at that party though, i was with my girlfriend and it was the party of her college org and i was continually handed drinks. i Definitely Got Drunk.

what did i drink? no idea. a mutual friend of my gf and i was mixing the drinks and i never ask whats in stuff, i just drink whatever tastes sweet enough or is drowned in enough soda that i can stomach the bitterness of whatever alcohol content is within.

how was i when i was drunk? the same way i am when i get drunk nowadays: absolute disaster jahsfvasfhasvkfjh. i tend to get loud and lose all my filter when im drunk. also clingy. two things i remember clearly at that party are

1 ) my girlfriend went to the bathroom and i sat on the floor texting another friend about how i missed my girlfriend So Much and i love her So Much. later, when my gf had to leave early before me, i loudly announced "IM GOING HOME, MY GIRLFRIEND IS GONE SO I DONT WANNA BE HERE ANYMORE"

2 ) i was talking to the mutual friend who was mixing the drinks and he was talking about how he plays billiards. i remembered how billiards gloves looked like (it's like a normal glove but two fingers are out in the open) and i said something along the lines of "oh my god so you wear the WHORE GLOVES. why are billiards gloves so fucking SLUTTY"

thats pretty much how i am when im drunk up to this day ajhfvajshf but i seldom drink enough to get to That point, basically only at parties since like, im not the one paying for the drinks LMAO. when i drink lots, i get drunk. but when i drink little, i just get sleepy.

and when i drink enough to get drunk, the next morning always has me regretting Every Decision Ive Ever Made because i always...always....forget to drink water the night before....people around me try their Best to hydrate me while im drinking, but i get stubborn and forgetful and when im handed water i just put it down instinctively and look for something sweeter and usually with alcohol in it and im caught in a vicious cycle that ends with a fuckoff terrible hangover

but it's nothing a soft boiled egg breakfast cant fix HAHA

hope that answered ur q :DDD!! and thank you for the well wishes and the kind words ;v; im really glad that the stuff i make here can bring joy, and i really hope i can make more things in the future

sending u all the love too, inbox marikenyo!!!

#asks #inboxmarikenyo!anon #i can start tagging u as this na if ever bumalik ka sa inbox ko HAHA merry christmasss!!#cw drinking #cw alcohol

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danganreplay · 5 years

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Class Introductions Part 3:

...whoa.

You know that story of the mom who suddenly got the strength to lift an entire car off of her son?

Yes. This girl could totally actually do that without the adrenaline rush. That’s how strong she looks.

He was just barely paying enough attention to hear her.

She starts staring at him and humming contemplatively, as though he were an abstract painting in a museum that she had to interpret the meaning of for a term paper. He politely sits through it, until she suddenly pokes him in the arm.

Surprised, she stops mid-hall monitor inspection.

Apparently she’s been attempting to subtly appraise each of her classmates as she meets them. This is obviously a high priority for her.

What an honor!! He’s so swept off his feet by the invitation that he tentatively agrees, realizing only after that there is probably no way he could keep up with her.

Oh… this is someone that Kiyotaka is familiar with!! Or at least, familiar with the name of his family. The Togami Corporation is one of a lot of power and influence. You’d have to live under a rock to not know them! (And just for the record, Kiyotaka definitely lives in a house.)

Hey. Hey Byakuya, buddy. Kiyotaka hasn’t said what his name is yet.

Geez...that’s cold. What a jerk! I’m already tired of this dude. Let’s just move on.

(Assuming that’s a compliment…)

Yowza, though. Talk about a total mood whiplash. Granted, it’s a good kind of mood whiplash. If Byakuya Togami is an arctic freeze, Yasuhiro Hagakure is a tropical sun.

Kiyotaka you’re staring. That’s rude. C’mon man, it’s never too late for someone to go back to school and get that degree! We should all be proud of Yasuhiro here!

...Um.

How the heck is supposed to respond to that cryptic and vaguely threatening bit of information???

Whew! That took awhile, but we finally know the names and faces of Kiyotaka’s classmates, and even have some idea of the type of people they are.

So without further ado, let the plot commence!>>>

#prologue #danganronpa fanfic #kiyotaka ishimaru #dr re:play #sorry for the major delay on this update...i was moving and it took longer than i thought orz #shouldnt be so long until the next one though #also i dont think there are any typos but i was very sleepy working on this so if there is one please shoot me a message

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pacificateurs · 7 years

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Paiement: in € (only) via paypal only outside of France. I will give you mine when you contact me and we talked about your commission! Other possibilities if you live in France.

Will draw: Original Characters with proper references. Fanarts. Ships or not. Only with that style for the moment, more may come later. RP icons if you wish so, ask me about it! Ask about backgrounds, transparency is by default!

Won’t draw: Anything too N.S.FW. More than three (3) characters on the same drawing. Mechas.

Contact: don’t hesitate to contact me via ask or im if you have any questions, or I missed to specify anything on this post or wish to commission me! Thank you in advance for your interest, any help is appreciated!

Edit: I posted the wrong prices sheet, my apologies, there was a typo. Please reblog this edit post instead, thank you!

#commission #my art #how do you tag this #commissions #commissions on tumblr #?????? idk//#//any help appreciated!! being by reblogging this or commissioning me welp #//i need something like 200€ before the 10th of december but i don't have my hopes that high if i have like one comm i'll already be #pleasantly surprised ;;//#//i'm trying i never did comms outside of deviantart so i'm nervous i hope i didn't or won't mess something up...#//dude so nervous i made a typo to my own prices incredible #//i mean a full 15€ character at 7... i'm cheap but not that much orz sorry

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13threbagel · 4 years

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[ A Secret, Fear, and A Mirror ] part2 | part 1

The book Danny gave you.

“I’m growing fangs.” He said from behind his hand.

“Because I do.” Danny said. “I do recognize this face.”

Loki felt the fear, he knew that fear, even opposite as it was to his own.

Based off @enigmaris and ScarletNightFury DPxMCU The Ghost of Heroes fic specifically how Loki view Danny on the fic

@zrllosyn helped me with the words because i cant word for my life

Man I’m just goin wild on this also basically an excuse on how many fanart n aesthetic of this fic i can squeeze in one post im sorry if i went too far i really love their paralel

Edit : fixed typo n some colors orz

I hope you like it qwq

#danny phantom #the ghost of heroes #dp au #13thdoodle #dp crossover #/wheeze #i cant draw spiderman marks for shit #...the purple smokes was supposedly clockworkprotection #but it looked weird orz #i tried

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thecheetohoard · 4 years

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a bit of story I wrote up for Violent Tendencies

this is taking place after Vermin’s game is deleted and after her small stint of being gameless and injured. Essentially what happens in her Hyrule AU but this time it’s the actual canon only thing is I’m not 100% sure yet what happens to her during that small period of time where she was injured nor how she gets healed....bUT THAT’S OK I’ll figure it out at some point I’m sure

anyway sorry for any grammatical errors/typos I’m not great at writing orz

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The air had the pungent smell of alcohol. Vermin's eyes flitted about the various patrons of the club, her index finger running lazy circles around the rim of her still full glass. She hadn't taken a single sip of the drink in the passed hour she had been waiting.

As the three headed waitress trotted passed her table one of her heads gave her a strained smile. "Sorry miss! Shouldn't be much longer!" She squeaked out before her body hurried along to serve other customers.

Vermin's finger twitched ever so slight as she glanced down at her drink. The amber fluid reflecting back at her as her eyes narrowed glaring at it. Shutting her eyes and breathing in deeply she slowly released it and went back to sprite watching.

As the fourth hour came and went her patients had grown beyond thin. By now the club was almost entirely empty save for a few immensely wasted patrons. Vermin sat in her booth tapping a finger idly on the table as she glared daggers at the waitress coming to once again tell her her company would be 'arriving shortly'.

She raised a hand to halt the pink centaur and waved her off. "Do not bother me. Unless he's here I don't want to hear it."

The hydra's three heads recoiled at the tone and she stepped back. "ah...al...alright...would you.." "like a refill" "at least?" the three heads piped up but immediately backed off and quickly trotted off back to the bar at the look they got from the enraged virus.

Scoffing Vermin ran a hand through her thick locks and tried her best to settle her nerves.

"OOo~ Someone's a lil huffy. So sorry about the wait." Vermin's head snapped in the direction of the voice. Another pink creature, an insect themed one, smiled at her as he leaned against the back booth. What was with this game and pink? Vermin blinked in confusion as the mantis like character plopped down in the booth beside her. "You are the gal right? You definitely don't look like a virus." Her abandoned drink had been picked up and the creature took a mild sip before humming in what could be presumed disappointment.

"You're not who I agreed to meet with." Vermin hissed. This most certainly could not be the NPC who ran this game. He was much too small, lanky build with a rose theme. Nothing at all like the description she had been given.

"Oh Big Daddy's busy so he sent me instead," he smiled bringing the glass back up to his lips. "What? Not interested in talking to the likes of me?~"

"I want to speak to the sprite in charge not his..."

"Security?"

"Bitch." Vermin corrected giving the creature a glare. The pink character laughed and shook his head.

"Oh come now! I'm much more than that to Daddy~ After all I'm his main line of defense against the likes of you." Finishing off the drink the mantis hailed the waitress.

"Regardless of your...status. I have a business with your boss and your boss alone." Her tone was firm but the pink character waved a hand dismissively at the virus. As he gave his order to the hydra.

"Oh please it's always the same with you lot." He scoffed as he sat back throwing an arm over the booth's backrest. "'Give me food or I'll take down your game'. Or 'Obey me and I'll protect you from other viruses.' pff You viruses are all the same."

The smirk on his face immediately vanished as Vermin slammed both hands on the table, the wood splintering under the blow. "NO!" Her bright eyes nearly glowing with her rage. She was beyond annoyed and she was tired of being treated like a common pest. "I. Do. Not. Want. Food. I. Do. Not. Want. Slaves. What I want," She jabbed a finger at his chest as she loomed over him. Her wings fanned out wide, the many eyes adorning them focused intently on the insect as she leered. "Is to discuss business with your boss and if you can't make that happen I'll show you what I did to the last anti-viruses that tired to stop me."

Stunned silence followed her outburst as the pink insect blinked up at her. He let out a soft 'jeez' before slipping out of the booth and standing up straight. "Look Big Daddy's off fucking some whore of his, but if you're fine with a show I'm sure he'd be willing to talk with you."

"Take me to him."

#I haven't added Virility to the character list fslkdjal I'll be sure to add him in at some point just have to write up his bio :''v #*viralglitches #*vermin #*Virility

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Aaaa I (don’t) love how tumblr doesn’t have in-app message notifications o^o sorry about the delay in answering these!! Also it’s nearly impossible to make answer posts like this without a desktop computer. orz

Ask answers below!

markiz-marlock said: DUDE you are planning on making sequel to Endangered?? knowing that honestly made my day. not to fanboy or anythin but ive read your fanfic like 3 times probably and i loved it every time!! keep up your work you are amazing writer and i hope you will have lots od motivation to finish it:D

Thank you omg. I’ve thought a lot about how no one probably cares about the story anymore :`D but as long as there’s like, at least several people who want to see the sequel (and threequel) then it will be completed. \o/

Anonymous said: I think there's a typo in your description unless you meant to put "persterlog"

Hhfhdhth see this is what I mean when I say I wish ppl would correct me sooner when they find mistakes / typos / whatnot. X`D I haven’t changed my header in YEARS lmao whoops.

Anonymous said: Hot new meta: epilogue verse would've been saved if johndirk happened. Neither can isolate themselves and get do wrapped up in their own bs that they ignore their friends. Dirk starts going down the meta villain path and John is like 'that's so stupid' and actually has the power to stop him. Jake gets to move on, and everyone holds an intervention for Jane. Also Terezi comes back and Vriska is there too somehow

God damn that would’ve been such an interesting story. John has like, Jade-level powers when it comes to being real with his friends. That is I story I would’ve happily paid money to read. ;w;

Anonymous said: i had no idea there was ever a sequel for Endangered in the works and now i'm happier! Endangered was the one HS fic i'd read before i even read HS. you could say it was like a gateway drug. imagine my surprise over who Dirk and Hal really were when i read HS this past year lmao. i keep Endangered downloaded for multiple re-reads. thank you for writing it. even if something happens and you cant finish the sequel, i'm really thankful for everything you've put out so far.

Oh damn, that is ngl the highest possible compliment for any fanwork imo ;u; thank you for the nice words aaah, I hope the sequel is enjoyable when it’s finished. We worked really hard on it :`3 and there’s still quite a bit of work left to do, but it’s a labor of love.

#mtext #endangered #markiz-marlock #I'm always floored when ppl say they still care about Endangered ahhh <3 orz

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A Hop, a Skip, and a TARDIS Jump

Part of: Steve Deserves Good Parents, Actually Debbie and Fester Addams One | Two Rick and Evelyn O'Connell One | Two (on the way!) Harley Quinn One 10th Doctor and Rose One (you're here!) Scooby Gang (there are plans for this one lmao, so plz be patient with me orz)

I know it says 10Rose up there, but this series starts with 9Rose, because 9 is also special blorbo in my heart hfjdks Christopher Eccleston didn't have to put his whole chest into the role but he did and I love that for him

Anyway, have fun with this one! We're getting time travel shenanigans coming up (and angst, def some angst, but it'll end sweet I promise), and a little meme at the end

As always, if you see any typos, no you didn't :)

Satellite Five 200,000

Running into the woman was an accident created by the chaos of something changing on Satellite Five. Steve doesn't know what that is, exactly, but he can feel it in the air, in the way the humans around him have started rushing, in how the food stands have suddenly ground to a halt. And he comes to a halt with them, his hearts speeding up in his chest as the frenzy reminds him of another time, another planet, another chaotic scene that ended with him being launched across time and space while his home died.

When he finally gathers his wits enough to move, he turns right into a woman's leg, bumping his nose hard against her and falling to the ground with a startled cry. He holds his nose, the bridge smarting and causing his eyes to water as he looks up at a pretty young blonde woman who immediately crouches in front of him.

"Sorry about that. You all right?" she asks, her hands hovering in the air like she wants to check him for injuries but doesn't want to make him uncomfortable.

The funny thing is, Steve has seen this woman before. He saw her earlier in the day, getting into the elevator with a journalist and a man, and he assumed he'd never see her again. Nobody who got in the elevator came back. He's so overwhelmed by the shock of seeing her again that he almost misses the familiar aura around her, the lingering traces of golden space dust and passing time.

Almost.

He stares at her with wide eyes, his tears actually falling now, and then throws himself into her arms. "What took so long?!" he cries, clinging to her shirt like he'll be thrown across time and space one more time if he lets go.

"Woah, hey now, no need for crying," she says, utterly confused but gently smoothing down his hair anyway. "What's wrong?"

After taking a few moments to calm down, Steve starts to answer when he realizes something. The woman only has one heart. He can only hear one set of beats in her chest. He jerks away, his hands trembling as he stares at her. She's still covered in that familiar aura, practically swimming in it, but she's not like him.

It hurts. Steve can feel the bitter cold of disappointment replacing the hope that had started to grow between his hearts. He thought...he thought he'd get to be with someone like him again. Maybe not his original family---they're dead, long gone, and Steve is never getting them back---but a new one that wouldn't let him feel quite so alone anymore.

Maybe she was just injured. That would explain it well enough.

"Where....where's your second heart?" he asks, his voice small as he grips the hem of his shirt to steady himself. "Y-you...why do you--"

Before Steve can get the rest of the question, a man in a leather jacket, looking slightly annoyed as he checks his pockets, appears next to the woman. "Right then. C'mon, Rose, we got dead weight to drop off," he says, his tone hard.

The woman, Rose, looks up at him. "Hold on a minute, Doctor," she says, "we've got to help him find his parents first."

Steve opens his mouth, wanting to say that won't be possible, as he looks up at the man. Their eyes meet, and the words get stuck in his throat. If Rose carried lingering space dust and passing time, this man is made of it. Steve can see the gold around him, swirling and calling, singing in a way he'd forgotten about. Even the name is familiar---not that Steve knows this particular Time Lord, of course, but he knows the conventions and traditions.

"I'm afraid that'll be impossible, Rose," the Doctor says, his voice softer and full of disbelief as he crouches next to her on the ground.

"What? How do you know?"

The Doctor doesn't answer her. He just holds a hand out to Steve, waiting patiently. When Steve takes it, the world finally rights itself. He can feel the blood pumping through the Doctor's veins, fast and powerful in a way only two hearts can manage. He can practically taste time and space coating his tongue as he steps closer. When Steve places his hand on the left side of the man's chest, feeling the beating of one heart before sliding his hand over to feel the other, he cries even harder than before.

And the Doctor cries, too.

It's not a loud crying, but he pulls Steve into his arms and holds him with the same desperation and fear that he'll disappear if he loosens his grip that Steve felt when he hugged Rose. "I thought...I thought I was the only one left," the Doctor says, moving his hand to cradle the back of Steve's head.

"Doctor, what's going on here?" Rose asks.

Steve peeks out at her, and then he's lifted into the air, still held in the Doctor's arms. His jacket smells like the past and future, a soothing scent that gets Steve to relax like he hasn't in a long time. "Long story short," the Doctor says, his voice still rough from crying but recovering, "you somehow bumped into the only Time Lord child in existence." A few moments pass before he speaks again, the smile and awe clear in his voice as he says, "You're just fantastic, Rose. Fantastic."

Despite his best efforts, Steve can't keep his eyes open long enough to see how she reacts or what the Doctor does next. The exhaustion of fending for himself and pushing away the despair of losing everything sweeps over him. This could all be a dream, and the Doctor might be a figment of his imagination that disappears when he wakes up, but Steve lets himself dream for now.

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Hawkins, Indiana, 1971

"Okay, Steve, go ahead."

Steve glances up at his father, shifts his gaze to his mother, and then approaches the console. He reaches up and starts turning a dial, ignoring his mother's excited noise and his father's interested hum. Once he's turned it enough, he walks around the console and pulls a lever, flips a switch, and yanks another dial two notches to the right. Then, when he's sure his parents can't hear him, he leans in close and whispers, "Take me wherever you'd like me to be, TARDIS."

He feels something warm and happy surge under his fingers where he's holding the console. Not a second later, the familiar whooshing sound of the TARDIS fills the room, and Steve hang on for dear life as his father shouts, "Fantastic! Where do you think we'll land, Rose?"

"Somewhere child-friendly, hopefully," his mother replies, grabbing his father's arm and holding on for dear life.

Steve grins, his hearts beating fast and hard behind his ribs as the TARDIS slowly comes to a stop, its engine quieting to a gentle whirring as it parks. "Go on then," his father says, appearing behind Steve and nudging him to the doors. "See where you've brought us."

With his breath stuck in his throat, Steve slowly pulls the left door open. Sunlight streams into the TARDIS along with the delighted shrieks of other children and a warm wind that can only mean summer. Steve blinks, staring at the playground a few feet away.

"Oh," his father says, his tone duller than before, "seems boring."

This statement is followed by both the TARDIS making an offended noise and Steve's mother smacking his father in the chest. "Don't be rude! Boring is safe, which is good for Steve's first drive."

"Can...can I go play?" Steve asks, his voice soft as he feels a sudden longing sweeping through him. He hasn't played with people his age after leaving Gallifrey. In fact, he hasn't been around them. On Satellite Five, Steve didn't see other children. They were cared for on a different floor, and he never risked getting into the elevator.

Since leaving Satellite Five (since finding another Time Lord and basking in the TARDIS and crying together when Steve accidentally called the Doctor "Dad" and Rose "Mom"), Steve has been surrounded by Daleks and nanogenes and older humans and every alien under the sun, but he's never been around children.

The thought is exhilarating and terrifying and alluring all at once.

"Of course, Steve," his mother says, placing her hand on his head and brushing a few stray hairs from his face. "You go play, and we'll call you back in a few hours for some ice cream, yeah?"

Steve grins and nods eagerly, throwing a quick goodbye to his parents before running out of the TARDIS. He dashes across the street, coming to the edge of the playground before stopping. The grass turns into tiny rocks and pebbles beneath slides and swings and monkey bars and a merry-go-round. And kids. More kids than Steve really knows what to do with, which gives him an unfamiliar feeling of anxiety that makes him wipe his palms on his shirt.

"Hey, why are you just standing there?"

The question is asked by another boy Steve's age. His hair is a little frizzy and curls around his ears, and he's got band-aids covering his arms and stretching across the bridge of his nose. He's standing to Steve's left, holding a red rubber ball and ignoring the other kids around them.

"I've...never been here before," Steve says, meaning that he's never been in this situation.

The boy doesn't understand that, though. But when he says, "Oh, so you're new around here," Steve doesn't disagree. "Well, nice to meetcha. I'm Eddie."

He shifts to hold the ball against his chest with one arm and holds out his other hand. Taking it and shaking once, Steve introduces himself and asks, "Can we be friends?"

Eddie's eyes brighten, and he nods. "Yeah! Let's be bestest friends. Can I call you Stevie? Mom says you can give nicknames to friends."

"Sure! So, uh, what do we do now?"

Eddie pauses, looking at the playground with a slight frown. "We could play games," he says slowly.

"Oh! How about Weeping Angel?"

"What's that?"

Steve thinks for a moment. "Weeping Angels are these statues that move when you don't look at them. In the game, someone will face away, and the other person will start sneaking up on them. If the first person turns, the second has to freeze in place. If the first person sees them move, they lose. If the second person reaches the first and touches them, they win."

"It sounds like Rad Light, Green Light," Eddie says, tilting his head slightly. "But, sure! Let's play it."

Steve smiles brightly and follows Eddie to a clear patch of playground. "I'll be the Angel in this round," he offers, waiting for Eddie to agree before walking a few feet away. "Let me know when you're ready!"

Eddie turns around, still holding the rubber ball, and glances over his shoulder. He stares at Steve for a few seconds before looking away and saying, "Ready!"

As lightly as he can, Steve takes a few steps forward, doing his best to make no sounds like the Weeping Angels he's seen before. When he notices Eddie moving, he freezes, quickly placing his hands over his eyes but leaving enough room to peek between his fingers.

When Eddie turns, he's frozen in a classic Weeping Angel pose. Eddie studies him for a few seconds, eyes narrowed before slowly turning around again. Steve exhales softly, and the game continues.

Steve wins exactly three times, Eddie wins twice, and there's one round in which they both dissolve into laughter because of the position Steve freezes in, so they don't count it. When Eddie gets bored of playing, he introduces Steve to foursquare, which is why he has the rubber ball. When he gets bored of that he drags Steve around the playground, introducing him to each piece of equipment with pride.

By the time the sun has started to dip low on the horizon, Steve is sweaty and dirty and happier than he's ever felt as he hides under the slide with Eddie. They're pressed close together, sharing a popsicle Eddie's mother had given them, purple juice making their hands sticky.

"You're really cool, Stevie," Eddie suddenly says, his lips and tongue purple as he offers the last bit of popsicle to Steve.

After taking it and letting the cold ice melt on his tongue, Steve asks, "Hey, do bestest friends keep secrets that only they know?"

"Of course! Nothing is stronger than a bestest friend secret."

"But you gotta promise not to tell anyone. Not even your mom."

Eddie seems to realize this is serious now, and he straightens up a bit. "I won't," he promises, "cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye."

That seems a bit extreme to Steve, but what does he know of human customs? He leans in close, his mouth almost pressing against Eddie's ear, and whispers, "I'm an alien."

He pulls away in time to see Eddie's disbelieving look. "What? You look human. No way you're an alien."

"I am!" Steve says. "How many hearts have you got?"

"One. Duh."

"I've got two."

Eddie snorts. "Yeah. Right. Nobody has two hearts."

"Here, you can feel them," Steve says before grabbing Eddie's hand and placing it over the left side of his chest. He waits a few seconds, making sure Eddie can feel that heart, before sliding his hand to the right side. He watches Eddie's face turn bright red, and Steve figures it's from excitement or shock at realizing Steve is, in fact, an alien.

Before Eddie can say anything, Steve hears his mother calling, "Steve! It's time to go!"

He pouts, letting go of Eddie's hand. "Aw, man," he mumbles, crawling out from beneath the slide. Eddie scrambles after him, his cheeks still flushed and his eyes wide. "I gotta go now, but I'll see you again soon, Eddie."

"Yeah, soon," Eddie mumbles, seeming dazed until he shakes his head. "Your, um, secret is safe with me, Stevie."

Steve blinks and flashes a blinding smile. "Of course it is," he says, "You're my bestest friend."

With that, he hugs Eddie and then runs to his mother, brimming with excitement at getting to tell her all about the park and Eddie.

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If you'd like to be tagged for this series, let me know!

And, finally, a meme for your viewing pleasure:

#steddie #steddie fic #doctor who #doctor who crossover #steddie over time #that's the tag for this one bois #i'm very proud of the little pun there actually #steve harrington #eddie munson #ninth doctor #rose tyler #time lord steve harrington #ninerose #anyway thanks for reading i hope you enjoyed the meme hfdusjk

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xenoblade · 6 years

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2017 in gaming

LATE AF (March???) but here is a short review for each game I cleared in 2017! Did this last year, so I wanted to did a little comparison.

Fun fact: according to my Backloggery, in 2017 I bought and cleared EXACTLY as many games as 2016. Holy crap...

FF15

Apparently the first game I beat this year was FF15! I feel I've explained my feelings about this game ad nauseam elsewhere... I've never really picked it up again and I'm not really interested in the DLC Episodes, because like... I liked this game! It was good! But... not THAT good to warrant extra money at the present time. Characters were the best thing so I know I will pick up the Episodes eventually, so... I really don't know how to say this but I didn't emotionally connect with it in the end? I'm sorry, I really wanted to REALLY like this, but many things (unrelated to the game but related to the development processes) got botched and it didn't 'click' with me...

Horizon Zero Dawn

What a blast! Reading about my expectation for it last year, it had me quite unsure of what I was getting into but oooh boy. Yes please. It's a nice take on the whole post-apocalyptic setting (the story DID have me go HOLY SHIT a number of times despite me being a sci-fi veteran I guess), and everything's so polished and so well designed (the machine monsters... yes...). I'm just so NOT used to triple A western games lol... Aloy's so good, her VA does an amazing job and dialogue is real good. Combat flows really well and all the things you can do with enemies, like dismantling parts, and bombs, and setting traps... Really nice. Real, real nice.

Nier: Automata

DEFINITELY ONE OF MY 2017 GOTY. This game does A Lot and does it really well, I still don't know if I like the Yoko Taro part or the Platinum Games part more... I think both come together really well. The OG Nier-style endings, the bullet hell parts, the park, the music, THE FEELIOS. This game is such a joy to play... Even if you're not into the Yoko Taro-style shenanigans, do. play. this game.

Tokyo Mirage Sessions #FE

Apparently I uhhh finished it this year so I gotta... TMS plays very nicely, actually. It's very good and very nice, I probably wouldn't go out of my way to recommend it over other games, but it was a fun ride! Characters are a bit of a stereotype but they're pretty likeable (Yashiro and especially Eleonora ended up growing on me!)

Fire Emblem Fates: Conquest

So it took me MORE THAN A YEAR to actually finish this game (like I had anticipated last year anyway), and I basically forced myself to only after starting Echoes. Playing Conquest basically reminded me of all that I didn't like about Birthright, and the plot... Uhhhh... Again, some characters are nice (especially the royals) but the plot fails to deliver on so many occasions and the maps are basically the same as Birthright... I remember Conquest being advertised as you having to "change an unruly kingdom from inside!", but... you literally do the same thing (invade Hoshido) while trying to convince others you're the "good" guys...? This is so flimsy OTL I thought Conquest was bad enough plot-wise... But then came REVELATION

Fire Emblem Echoes: Shadows of Valentia

Nice. Very, very, very nice. A real treat. This was so refreshing, after having to endure through THREE Fates games that basically had the same problems... orz. Echoes sorta took me back to a more "classic"-style Fire Emblem, it was all very pleasant and "new" while also paying homage to the old, if it makes any sense. I liked the new art style and the all-voiced cutscenes. I guess you could say there isn't much to "do" (not counting post-game) and the story is simple, but I felt it was told in a nice way without being overly pretentious (cough like Fates cough). Some mechanics are BROKEN (5-range bow?? what), but honestly Gaiden was so ahead of its time....

The Legend of Heroes: Trails of Cold Steel II

Oh boy. A worthy conclusion to the first part of the saga. Honestly, I'm still reeling from that ending... Somehow I ended up enjoying this more during my second run than during my first play... Still. Falcom owns my ass so they can put out any kind of Trails and I'm going to love it. 10/10

Tokyo Xanadu

Another Falcom game that FINALLY got released in english-speaking countries. This one was very nice! I liked the cast and it had a very Persona-y feel to it. I played the Vita version and uhhh... unfortunately it was marred by localization issues, like typos, unfortunate grammar, random names left in kana... From what I heard, these issues were fixed by AkSys in the PS4 release though, yay? Maybe one day I'll play the PS4/PC version, I had a fun time playing through this.

Fire Emblem Fates: Revelation

Not gonna lie, I could finish this only because Echoes gave me drive to play more Fire Emblem. This was such a chore... I guess it can be argued THREE GAMES EXTREMELY SIMILAR TO EACH OTHER didn't really help here. This one had extremely GOOD premises, but it falls apart like, RIGHT AWAY, because things basically make no sense. Azura makes no sense. Characters from both sides joining you for no reason. And then Corrin starts being like "Please believe me, we're fighting an INVISIBLE enemy!"... This is so stupid lmao... Maybe I could've dealt with it if it hadn't been THREE games but I just. I'm so glad it's over.

The Witcher 2: Assassins of Kings Enhanced Edition

I love Geralt. I just wanted to get this out here before anything. Okay, good? Good. The Witcher 2 was so good! A bit short, but everything I love from 1 is back here. The hidden twists and treachery are back, and so is a pretty engaging storyline! I can't deny a good 75% of the reason I love this series is the charisma and wit of the protagonist, though. Geralt being an actual protagonist instead of a silent type-ish character makes a HUGE difference. Combat also got so much better than W1, and I can't wait to have a laptop that can run W3 properly... orz...

#games #2017 #LEL I REMEMBERED TO DO THIS IN THE END

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aurmgoldau · 7 years

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VN DevLog #5

Hi, everyone.

We’re still alive and kicking and busy. That’s why we forgot to write the development log until this late. orz More about a glimpse of our busy days below.

1. Background

There are two new backgrounds: Beacon Tower and the rooftop. Also included below is the outpost that already available in the previous demo.

2. CGs

Remember you’ve seen a bit of two CGs in the previous devlog? The cat did a good job to “censor” the WIP. Now it’s time to reveal them.

Forgive the weird arrangement; that was juun who has the lowest artistic value who made it.

There are a total of 4 new CGs since the last devlog.

3. Writing

-juun here- (this part will include a bit personal view about the original RWBY series)

Remember back in vol 2, Professor Ozpin gave team RWBY an access to a mission they couldn’t take due to the requirement?

It has been bugging me: “Would someone, an academic staff, a supervisor, or a principal, really allow their students to go taking something that probably dangerous for them?”

I’d say most of them wouldn’t do that. Professor Oobleck put it in a good way in Grimm Eclipse: “Well... I'm glad everyone was able to keep their cool... and not explode... that would've made for an uncomfortable parent/teacher conference.“

And the thoughts invoked some questions, related to this VN: “How should team AURM proceed with their investigation? Will it be a chain of unfortunate coincidence like the story in Grimm Eclipse? Or ... will I betray myself and make one of Beacon staff bend a rule or two to allow the team to further investigate (and get themselves in more dangerous situation?”

That made me struggling with part 5 of the story. Auuugghhh.

However, in the end, I found a way to do it. Of course, it leads to more tweaking for part 6 which is already halfway.

4. In-game Previews

Huff.

Okay. We’re sorry again there’s no playable demo for now.

When will the next demo ready then?

After we finished with part 6 of the story so there’s significant additional content compared to the last demo.

Also, it’s high time that we threw some fighting scene!!!

Extra

The three of us got pretty busy in the last few weeks, both because of our works and preparation for upcoming indie event. Hopefully, things will calm down pretty soon and we can speed up again.

- Our Discord server: https://discordapp.com/invite/JZsqHtQ

(juun is there, sometimes spouting random updates about typo when writing and answering question or feedback, if there are any)

- As always, our ask box are open for question and suggestion!

This is not endorsed by Rooster Teeth in any way. Views, opinions, thoughts are all our own. Rooster Teeth and RWBY are trade names or registered trademarks of Rooster Teeth Productions, LLC. © Rooster Teeth Productions, LLC.

#vn #visual novel #devlog #fangame #rwby #rwby au #rwby oc #rwby fan team

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