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atlantic-riona · 1 month
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hot take but I think a lot of current fantasy has lost the "what the heck" nonsensical vibes and that's why a lot of it is so bad
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If it’s not too much to ask.. can we get a timeline for the lights out au?
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(Not the full story, obviously. Just the bits of the timeline that have already been revealed. I just think it’d been nice to have a neat guide to it all)
oh for sure!
this is gonna be a little clumsy because I have a very bad grasp on time & also math. numbers suck and i hate them. but i Am trying to create a timeline, ill give you the Very basic, Very vague one
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1972 / the show is cancelled, and the neighborhood is abandoned in the dark
1973 / Sally starts sleepwalking, Wally loses his eye
1975 / Wally starts exploring beyond the set
1980 / Barnaby loses his arm
1986 / The Divorce™️ happens
2007 / Frank wakes up
2013 / Poppy wakes up. Frank starts getting worse
2015 / Howdy wakes up. They barricade Sally in her house.
2016 / Eddie, Julie, and Barnaby wake up. Arc One ends.
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aaaand not going into the other three arcs. the second is still nebulous, the third is soooo spoilery even though Does That Really Matter?, and the fourth is a mix of both.
sorry this isn't as in depth! aus aren't a high priority for me, so they're more like little side thinkings i tinker with when my main Interests start to get burnt out. keeps me fresh!
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midground · 1 year
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I think it’ll be really neat to see how Matt Mercer fares with the Dimension 20 format. Matt tends to favor attrition-style encounter design (lots of smaller, narratively inconsequential combats meant to drain party resources ahead of the Final Fight). This style is sort of the default for how 5e assumes you’ll play (hence why Short Rests exist), and it’s a perfectly valid style choice, especially for home play and for long-form campaigns.
While I don’t mind playing that style, I find it way less engaging as a viewer when it’s used in Actual Play. As a viewer, I generally prefer the D20 format of (what I refer to as) Set Piece Encounters. Big, story-relevant fights where the PCs have most if not all of their resources and abilities from the start, often with multiple paths to victory that the PCs need to discover as they interact with the encounter.
To be clear, it’s not like Matt CAN’T do this, there are tons of examples of this kind of encounter design across all 3 campaigns (C1 BBEG fight, C2 Cathedral Fight, C2 BBEG fight, C3 Museum Heist), it just tends to be reserved more for special occasions rather than being the default. But that makes sense because Critical Role is long-form as opposed to Dimension 20′s limited-run seasons.
(I really can’t emphasize enough that Dimension 20s limited-run nature is what makes it possible for every Encounter to be a big Set Piece Encounter.)
And because Dimension 20 has SUCH a strong format of alternating Roleplay and Combat episodes, because Dimension 20 seasons are limited in scope, and the Encounters are worked out with the production team ahead of time, I’m hoping that Matt really leans into it. I’m so excited to find out what he does with a limited-run season (REALLY can’t wait to know how many episodes there will be). I’m really hoping to see him flex his Set Piece Encounter design skills in the dome.
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drinkthemlock · 3 months
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just showed the first small draft of my br regency story to my teacher and he said: “well i think you need to reforce how problematic slavery is more often”. hello???? one would think the reader knows that slavery and sexism and racism and ableism are bad without the author having to tell them again and again! omg
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But yeah. Like. The mystery and the beauty of romance is that it can neither be separated from the right kind of moral code/conduct nor from extremely boring practicalities and realities; it’ll die if you divorce it from either. And yet being good AND being sensible is not enough to produce the romance on its own. There is Something Else needed.
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chiropteracupola · 1 year
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dress up nice (and don't get any blood on yourself this time, please)
[collaboration with @dxppercxdxver again. we are still going.]
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thenightisland · 19 days
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you can go on a trip to a city you genuinely love and then go back home to the city you actually live in and only barely tolerate but watch out!!!
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dirtyoldmanhole · 9 months
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gunter slowburn fic excerpt ~ this is right after the events of the Vallite King when corrin's brought gunter back from the brink, and he's still touch and go in the healer's tents, only recently arriving back into consciousness.
naturally, ryoma decides to pay them both an unplanned visit.
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"Give me one good reason why this traitor is still breathing."
Raijinto was flickering rather ominously in the dim light, unsheathed.
"I wonder that myself." Gunter murmured soullessly, so quietly to be inaudible.
A holy rage-fire of possessiveness bubbled in Corrin's heart, and she took a step so bold toward Ryoma that he visibly blinked at her, distracted from his target.
"Please stand down, Brother. No violence, not here."
"... Right. Healer's tents, sure." To her greatest relief, he sheathed the lightning-sword instantly. Out of the very corner of her eye, she thought the old knight's lips twitched in grim humor at how meekly the samurai backed down.
"That still leaves the matter of this cretin." Ryoma's face hardened into stone when she bristled instantly. "Need I remind you he killed Scarlet? Almost killed you? Betrayed you? Almost killed all of us?!"
"I will talk to you about that, Brother." She tried to remain coldly diplomatic, biting down uglier words to match his shouting. "-- We will, I promise. Reparations will be made. But not now. Ryoma, he is recovering from death."
Corrin emphasized the last words with laced warning. Ryoma gave her a cutting glare in response. It was plainly written on his furious expression as to what he was thinking, only too polite and trained in Hoshidan stoicism to say it out loud.
He should have stayed dead.
"Dears, dears dears, if you are not a patient or a healer, this is not the time to be here." One of the older healers, a thin but severely dressed lady clapped her hands at Ryoma. The red-armored samurai all but jumped at the crack of sound, though Corrin thought it was more at the sheer audacity of his authority usurped. "You are disturbing our wards."
She didn't have to look at Gunter to know he'd be amused at the drama playing out by his feet, too. Corrin risked a discrete step closer to him, her hand searching for his, hidden by the bedside from the others. His immediate warmth from knobby fingertips that rubbed over hers soothed her like nothing could, and she stood a little straighter, her hand clasped in his.
Ryoma was muttering apologies that were trying not to morph into excuses to the healer, and the good lady was having none of it.
"Is this a mission critical discussion, fearless swordsman?"
"I-"
"Out you go."
"Excuse-"
"Yourself, yes."
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watchfuldeer · 9 months
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kieran on roman and jeremy on kendall always make me very fucking glad they weren’t writing the show
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devondespresso · 10 months
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unexpected side effect of being a jock writing fanfic is that im spending far too much time looking into and explaining rope climbing for it to be in 7 lines of my fic
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theskyexists · 1 year
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This is maybe the best ending on any anime I’ve ever seen. Gundam Witch From Mercury is shaping up to be one of my favourite anime ever. Top three.
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voidspacecowboy · 6 months
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There is a part of me that is genuinely considering planning a trip to Vegas next year and signing up for WWWY presale
It would be the WORST idea because there are so many parts of my life that are up in the air and I don't know where I'll be or what I'll be doing by October. And also I would have no one to go with and as brave as I've gotten about going to gigs alone, this would be a whole other ball game.
But there's still part of me that wants to. I could do it. I have savings, and I'll already be flying over to the US in late September anyway for Horseshoe Hell. I could just. Go from the ranch to Vegas instead of coming home. It wouldn't be that hard.
(I probably won't. But the fact that I /COULD/ is going to itch my brain for far too long.)
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pumpkan · 2 years
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I will not succumb to fomo
I will not succumb to fomo
I will not succumb to fomo
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homunculus-argument · 2 months
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If you ever find yourself thinking "oh, I can't write this Cool But Impractical thing into my story, it's just not realistic", here are a few perfectly realistic reasons why people and even whole cultures would rather do something in an impractical way rather than the sensible one:
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religious reasons
religious weird flex (someone decided that they are So Religious that they consider the practical method Sinful, and people got competitive about it)
tax reasons (some ruler put a tax on doing something the sensible way and people started doing the impractical alternative as a legal loophole)
someone wildly powerful and popular preferred doing it that way, and everyone adapted to it in order to look cool
someone wildly unpopular suggested doing the practical thing, and everyone went out of their way to avoid doing that in order to not look uncool
it just genuinely never occurred to them that there is a better alternative, and their current method has been honed to perfection/adapted to the infrastructure so deeply that at this point altering it wouldn't be sensible
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delku · 9 months
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theres very little written work about rody&deku that can actually hold my attention. this is simply my reality. whether the characters themselves are mischaracterized or the author is (understandably) confused about the order of the sequence of events, i always get distracted by something and will at best skim what's there.
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luveline · 5 months
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Hi idk if u have already written this if u have pls igonore but what about the first time bombshell reader calls Spencer beautiful?
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“Gideon has a new prodigy.” 
Your head rises of its own accord. “Yeah?” 
“He's younger than you. Twenty three, I think Hotch said. Fresh out of college, two degrees and working on a third? Or maybe he was getting his doctorate? I couldn't keep up.” Morgan shakes his head in disapproval. “Overeducated and under-experienced. He failed his physicals. The ones he took, anyways.” 
“Ooh, ouch. A baby on the team before me,” you joke with a smile. “Genius baby, but a baby.” 
Morgan smiles when you smile, he's too nice not to, but he picks up soon enough, crossing his arms where he's stood and wrinkling what was once a finely steamed suit jacket. “I don't know what Gideon's thinking.” 
“Does anyone ever know what he's thinking? What's Hotch say about it all?” 
Morgan reads what you're typing from over your shoulder and corrects a mistake. One day you won't need his help, but for now you take as much of it as you can get. You're not too proud to acknowledge when you mess up, you're a realist. Super sensible (in mind if not action). 
“Hotch lets Gideon do what he wants, mostly. What can you do when he's one of the originals?” Morgan leans heavily onto his desk by the forearms and shrugs. You’re similar in this regard; complain, move on. You're similar in other ways, too. That's why you get along. 
“Well, I want to meet this guy,” you say. “We'll be teammates just as soon as Strauss stops hating me. I'm one strategic boxed bouquet from a full pardon.” He laughs and touches your arm like he believes you. “Is he around?” 
“Here they are now.” 
You spin in Morgan's desk chair slowly. Jason Gideon is stalking through the office with his head in the contents of a manilla envelope, while a new face follows behind him talking a mile a minute. 
“Obviously,” you hear Gideon interrupt as they get close enough. “Agent Morgan can explain that to you. Don't overthink it, Spencer, just try to get through it.” 
He doesn't acknowledge you nor Morgan as he leaves Spencer and hurries up the steps leading to his and Hotch's offices. You aren't expecting much else from him. What little Gideon knows about you he doesn't like. If you ever get over the Strauss hurdle, it's him you'd have to convince next. You don't watch him cross the landing, your gaze focused on the man making his timid way toward you. Your lips part briefly, and then quirk into an overjoyed smile. 
“Oh, you're beautiful,” you say without thinking. 
He frowns at you. 
“Reid,” Morgan interrupts, “This is Y/N L/N. She works in the sex crimes division. As you can imagine, we get a lot of crossover.” You stand, holding out your hand. “Y/N, this is Spencer Reid.” 
“I don't shake. Sorry.” 
You press your hand to your chest. “Oh, that's okay. I shouldn't assume…” Your voice melds into a silkiness that has his shapely brows furrowing further, “It's nice to meet you, Spencer Reid. You're really pretty, do you know that?” 
Spencer peeks at Morgan quickly, who laughs good-naturedly. “She's serious, Reid. She's not making fun of you.” 
“You'd know,” Spencer says. It isn't malicious, but it isn't exactly friendly, either.
You twist to frown at Morgan deeply. “Morgan, you're not being nice to him?” 
“I'm being plenty nice, sweetheart, but this is how it works. I gotta haze him a little.” 
“No, you don't.” You tip your cheek toward your shoulder to look at Spencer through your lashes. “He pretends to be worse than he is, I promise. But don't let him neg you, okay? You're smarter than he is–” 
“Hey.” 
“–and he's used to being the office pretty boy. It's jealousy, nothing else,” you finish. Spencer really is gorgeous now you're close enough to see his eyes. A brown like caramelised sugar tented by dark, dark eyelashes. When he smiles, the very slightest hint of teeth shows, and it makes him even prettier. You endeavour to make him smile again. “Sorry if I'm coming off a little strong. It's not my intention.” 
“She's just nervous. You have everything she wants,” Morgan says. 
You sigh forlornly. “Oh, doesn't he?” Spencer's confused pout is even cuter than his smile. “Getting into the BAU is about as easy as walking on water.” 
“For a human,” Spencer says. “Easier if you're smaller. Like a water strider.” 
There's a silence. Morgan is aghast, you think. You're in love. 
“Yeah?” you ask, stars in your eyes as his own spark to life. 
“Because water strider's can transfer their weight, but also due to their hydrofuge hairpiles. Their microhairs.” He catches himself, measuring your expression carefully. “Did you really wanna know?” 
“Do you wanna get a cup of coffee and tell me about it?” you ask. 
His lips part as yours had when you first saw him. 
He's prevented from answering as Hotch's office door opens and the man himself walks out near the railing. “Good, you’re here. I have something to talk to you about.” 
You grin at him. “I'd love to chat, Agent Hotchner, but I'm getting to know your new protégé.”
“I see.” He waits. 
You would ignore him —Hotch has a soft spot for you (or rather, he likes you enough to put up with you, which is more than can be said about other members of his division) and he'd shrug off your dismissal— but you're really keen to hear what he has to say. Perhaps Strauss has changed her mind about your proposed trail basis with the team. 
“I'm so sorry,” you say to Spencer, immediately re-dazzled by his pretty, lovely face. “It was really nice to meet you, Spencer Reid. Maybe next time you can tell me more about it.” 
You give Morgan a quick thank you for the help with your paperwork and trust him to log out of your emails. In your rush up the stairs, you hear a wisp of conversation. 
“Was she messing with me?” 
Morgan laughs. “No, kid. That's how she is.” 
"Oh... She's nice."
"You have no idea."
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