Glorious Masquerade~

Nami’s glomas design!

(Jamiazu fankid)

smoooooooth

Yan Leon who's basically a puppy, who can't be without you or else he can't function. Who needs you to constantly praise him, to let him know how much you love him, who just likes to hold you, just likes to be in your presence.

Steve does one of those sexy lingerie shoots as a Valentine's Day gift for Eddie. All the pictures are printed out and sorted into a photo album and as you turn each page, the photos get more and more scandalous; by the end of the album Steve isn't wearing any clothes. And of course Eddie leaves the photo album just out in the open and poor Dustin, the curious soul that he is, takes a peek inside and screams.

Etoiles, bitter and resentful, still trying to be kind and still looking out for Bad, wondering where the justice is that he’s forgotten purgatory. Roier beyond angry, pissed, furious, breaking the stone of his basement and wondering just why everyone else seems to have forgotten purgatory. Red team with the only confirmed missing members, who grew to rely on eachother, now separated, while Bad, their biggest aggressor and source of trauma, gets to get off like nothing happened. Gets to walk around with his son. Gets to visit them all and start casual conversation as if purgatory never happened. But it did, and he can’t, not with Roier. Who tries to shoo Bad away, encourages him to drink lava. Not with Etoiles, who while he’s patient and seemingly gentle, keeps constantly reminding him about his actions in purgatory. Maybe with Phil, who’s tried since the beginning to be the one above it all, the bloodshed and the fallout.

I dunno. something about how Cellbit and Foolish haven’t returned, and Roier is taking care of another kid, and Baghera is gone and Etoiles just has to carry on with his duties in the resistance, and Max is dead and the island doesn’t even know, and their kids are all in a coma except for Dapper, who sticks with his father, and the rest of blue team don’t seem to be stuck with the anger and misery, don’t seem to remember purgatory like they do. red team won, and they’re the ones who lost the most. red team won, and they’re the ones who cannot move on, who will not move on, as much as the island wants them to. something about trauma, and the rage that comes with the aftermath, when people try to return to normal, because how can you act like nothing happened when we’re still without our family, our loved ones, how dare you act like nothing happened when it did happen, and we’re still suffering for it?

Good Morning Watcher

kon kon kon...

So I gave in and done it - Drew my Minecraft sona / skin, Larimar with Cathal since the two have some design similarities both being CRT TV inspired TV head robots... Let's just say yeah, there's perhaps a few reasons why I got so attached to Cathal like this, yeah?

Shark Neon J and Mer Nova to go with the boys?

fishy moment - also Nova's head is just , a black pearl tbh cause why not

I love this reddit migration, it feels like cousins i've never met came over to stay at our place

just a big ol' sleepover! lets stay up all night & tell each other stories hehe ଘ(੭ˊ꒳​ˋ)੭✧

I think the reason the Phantom (2004) is not as good of an adaptation of the stage show as it could’ve been, is because it didn’t have the OG Pro staff involved in its development.

I could be wrong here (and if I am let me know) but it seems that the movie was entirely the brain child of ALW and Joel Schamaucher. No Hal, no Maria, and no Gillian, who we know really helped ALW reshape the stage show to be more palatable, sophisticated and romantic from his original drafts (the OG Main title music video from the 80s speaks ALOT)

But since the movie was only produced by him, it seems he didn’t really have people to bounce off ideas with, and it shows. I wonder what the movie (casting included) could’ve looked like if he allowed more creatives to come in and work with him.

Guys. Guys. You're lying, you're fooling around, I did NOT get physically nauseous and paralyzed for 4 hours becuase of a fanfic, you're CRAZYYYYY

Autism is a superpower, guys. The. The autism moms told me. They wouldn't lie to me. Guys. G-guys--

squats over here, anyway i picked up a pmd romhack (PMD Explorers of the Spirit) on a whim since i'd seen friends talking about it here and there and i was curious. and hooboy. pmd brainrot is not back in full force but I Have Thoughts about this romhack and they are all good

ful stop, i will be talking about spoilers. they are spoilers for both pmd2 and the romhack, so if you haven't experienced either I don't recommend reading through any of this. the dialogue may be a little dated but i still wholly endorse pmd2 (vanilla or sky) as something that should be experienced blind, and this romhack is a neat little treat for people who have experienced all of what pmd2 had to offer story-wise in a lot of ways.

so, spoiler warning! you have been warned! cool? cool

so anyway i knew from second 1 that the protag was darkrai. my nerd-ass has played through pmd2 way too often and is too particular about word choice to not have picked up on that immediately. i was wary, but considering "hero is darkrai" is a neat fandom theory i decided to let the game cook and see what it had to offer

and holy fucking shit i love this approach to that concept. these madlads really made a stealth sequel that is faithful to the original game, still keeps the time travel shenanigans and has them make sense narratively (!!!), and gives a lot more depth and development to a good chunk of characters. ESPECIALLY the protag, i really really like the direction the game chose to go. writing a protag that's intense but still relatable can be a challenge, but protag hits a nice balance that isn't too intense but, again, also makes sense considering the circumstances

i'm only a little over halfway through (in the nightmare section, just did the unwinnable boss fight with grovyle) but i'm hella looking forward to how it ends 👀 two darkrais technically existing at the same time but one having a support system that the other lacked is just. chef's kiss. that's gonna be some tasty conflict later, i can tell

slightly relatedly it is Once Again Giving Me some heron brainworms bc 1) i am playing as "heron" and ramsay and 2) is kicking my brain with the "haha, heron and darkrai might've had a lot of similarities and the only thing that kept them down to earth were their friends."

considering my original idea for them was to make them affiliated with darkrai, i am just... sitting here thinking... i do kind of want to draw darkrai!heron, bc i'd like to imagine that even though they'd look really similar, there are probably some minor key differences that would make confronting "them" if you were familiar with them kind of uncanny

but yeah, we love a game that plays into my love of a) time travel stories b) meaningful doppelgangers and c) arguably morally grey characters that can just as easily be seen as bad if your perspective were slightly different

(babygirl /gn)

YOY LIKE DS TALK TO ME ABOUT IT PLS I LOVE DS

RAHHHH OMG OMG OMG OMG

hehe okay <3

I haven't read the manga but I've finished the anime so NO MANGA SPOILERS PLEASE IF YOU'VE READ IT UGXCUTGUCUGC

@thedragonagelesbian replied to your post “saw your tags on the 'inflexible honor code' post...”:

the only thing i love more than a paladin (and i love paladins a LOT) is a paladin constantly struggling with their nature-- daeris seems like an incredible character!!! the all-consuming nature of the oath, blazing with fury & justice & ILMATER MY BELOVED. also yes i can definitely see him & cyrus trying to out-martyr each other opiajsdfasf and if you want to share i'd be soooo curious to here more about the planned bard multiclass? esp with what happened w alfira...

​AAAAAAAaaa thank you thank you!!

Ok so sin #1 - Until i got highkey invested in Cyrus i didnt really get paladins- I've definitely not enjoyed playing them before in dnd, so its been soooooo much fun trying to explore the implications in bg3! SO with me not getting the paladin thing, i was thinking of a bard multiclass more for the narrative potential- someone growing beyond their oath and being ok with it. Something something, the fighter becomes a supporter and realises they are more than a knight in shining armour. (Not that Daeris sees himself as a knight per say but this was what I was building off!!)

ANYWAY. for Daeris this is super on the tables, especially after Alfira!!! if its ok its time for MEGA rambles but the situation made me feel things.

Daeris lets Alfira join camp happily, knowing he cannot shepherd all the tieflings to Baldur's Gate, but this sweet girl who bared her heart and made it into song, while sharing a new skill with Daeris but a day earlier? he could make room for one more.

only hours later she's dead on the floor, pooling with blood, in a ritualistic killing of pure brutality, and his hands are stained with her blood. His only memory he could conjure up being how scared she was.

He washes his hands first,scrubbing his skin raw trying to think of how this happened. He barely sleeps, her fear haunting him, but that's not the only thing. His oath, holding fast despite the depravity, but Ilmater's prayers have gone quiet. There is no guidance, with his oath feeling hollow as it still holds. She wasn't who he was hunting, she wasn't the face of his vengeance. So why does the divine still course through?

He confesses to the killing, before swiftly making an effort to give her a send off, a burial with the hopes that any of his divine powers will help her journey. The scrutiny of his companions only making his holy oath feel more fraudulent.

Daeris finally remembers the song Alfira was writing, in memory of Lihala. He remembers how the spare lute played effortlessly in his hands, despite having no recollection of ever holding a lute before. He thinks it to be a coincidence, but then a stray thought... why not, alongside a burial, give the charming young bard a proper bardic remembrance through song? It's the least she deserves. Anything to replace the fear she felt as the lasting memory in his head.

And so, with his faith in his oath beginning to wobble and a lute, Daeris begins to write a song, forcing himself to remember her as purely as he can. to his surprise, it comes as easily as the urge to kill, and feels just as holy as suffering should.

THINKING BLORBO THOUGHTS. FREE ME