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ishibishie · 1 year

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been 5 months since i've continued this series so welcome back to 47(!) MORE HEADCANONS ABOUT STEVEN

- steven has incredibly thin and soft hair, a trait he got from his mother. attempting to put anything in his hair (a hair tie, bobby pins, ect) is a lost cause as whatever he tries to put in his hair WILL end up on the floor five minutes later.

- he's never educated on the latest hip trends and sayings. by the time he finally gets to understanding some new lingo, that phrase is on the way out.

- in a huge contrast to his disdain of his female fans, steven is a lot more relaxed and down to earth with his younger male fans. he'll willingly take selfies and sign autographs for younger boys who give him the respect and patience he desires!

- he's the type to always have an extra blanket on hand every night. even in the dead heat of hoenn's summer. just in case the temperature somehow drops over sixty degrees.

- a part of him secretly enjoys doing boring pokemon league paperwork, only because it gives him an excuse to not be bothered by anyone or anything.

- steven is terrible at accepting praise involving his personal achievements. if you compliment him, he'll likely start a debate on how he's not THAT special and you're just being too kind. he's humble to an infuriating degree.

- due to being raised as a pretty sheltered and spoiled child, steven sometimes has moments where he loses touch with other people in a conversation and freely talk over them. he'll just keep rambling, not knowing that who he's talking to is upset or angry until he's told to shut up.

- he's the guy with the Infuriatingly Perfect Planner. despite having a planner, he tends to scribble important details given to him on his hand/wrist instead.

- after abandoning his sinnoh vacation home, steven instantly bought another vacation home in unova to fill the void and to be close to all the caves there. he's currently looking into available real estate in the paldea region as well.

- steven almost always stands up straight and proper. if he's slouching for any reason, there's probably something bothering him. most likely about his not-straightness.

- he never tends to stay up late into the night. literally incapable of pulling an all-nighter.

- steven loves to read! you would think he's a fan of nonfiction/informational books, but has a modest collection of various fantasy and fairytale books he inherited from his mother. he also does have a pair of reading glasses he uses every so often.

- whenever it rains, steven likes to sit by a window and simply watch the rain roll through. bonus if it's in the morning and he's just finished making his cup of tea!

- he's been added to an instant messaging group with all the regional champions. he never sends messages in the chat, and has only done so once: simply telling everyone "i am muting this conversation." mute it he did.

- rarely, on some warm evenings in mossdeep city, you may be able to hear steven sitting at the cliff's edge near his house and playing a medley of songs on a flute. once word gets out, he ends up drawing a small crowd for his solo concert.

- geologists lick rocks. steven stone licks rocks.

- steven owns a mudkip! he got him from wallace, who simply handed over a mudkip to him with no warning one day. this mudkip happens to be steven's only nicknamed pokemon as he seldom sees any battle and is more of a companion pokemon: steven named him olivine.

- while great at a lot of card games, steven's best game is blackjack. do not bet anything against him if he suggests you play blackjack with him. you ARE going to lose.

- if he's on a longer trip out of hoenn, you're pretty much guaranteed to see steven when it's evening and if the hotel he's staying at has a bar. especially if he's staying in galar.

- steven is ambidextrous! he simply grew up learning how to use both hands well. he tends to use his right hand for most tasks to the point of people assuming he's right handed, but particularly favors writing (and by extension other tasks with a pen) with his left.

- his house is a lowkey mess even if you don't take the scattered rock displays into account. since barely anybody comes over, steven is content with leaving various things in places they shouldn't be, not folding clothes, among other lazy homeowner things.

- one way to tell if steven is not in a perfect headspace is paying attention to his vocabulary. he'll instinctively start using galarian terms if something's on his mind.

- if he's around mainland hoenn and has free time, steven will visit his gym leaders! he enjoys trading friendly conversation with his fellow hoenn league members.

- due to living in mossdeep city, his most frequent gym leader visits are with tate and liza. he always enjoys saying hello to the twins and making their days: the number of times steven has taken the two out for ice cream per their begging is in the double digits.

- steven owns a LOT of hand-me-down clothes from wallace. since he's considerably smaller than his friend and their clashing styles, a lot of that clothing has the sole use of making him less recognizable when he's out in public and REALLY doesn't feel like being bothered.

- rarely, you'll be able to catch steven with perfectly painted nails. it's never his own idea, though: moreso an intervention from wallace after seeing steven bite his nails again.

- steven's favorite settlement in hoenn is lilycove city. there's a contest hall, a relaxing ocean view, and he's definitely biased due to him and wallace meeting in lilycove almost a decade ago.

- for his favorite galar city, wyndon city is his pick. the few years he was raised abroad by his mother, he stayed in wyndon city!

- behind his cutesy pretty boy personality and friendly charm, there's a surprising amount of hatred for the few people steven dislikes. if you've gotten yourself onto his list of enemies, he's more than willing to fuck your day up. out of pure, unfiltered spite.

- he's surprisingly good at math. to compensate, his skills with the deeper nuances of written language are his bane. he's extremely proficient with the task of writing itself, but he cannot tell you what a haiku is or what alliteration even means.

- he has no real preference when it comes to his favorite music genre, and he's very open to listening to new styles. but fitting for his name, he does somewhat enjoy more laid-back rock music if he needs to stay a bit more alert for whatever reason.

- in the event that his reign as hoenn's champion ever ended, steven has gone on the record with some news outlets and stated that he'd have no interest in becoming a gym leader. all because he knows the chairperson of the hoenn league would kick him out due to how much time he'd spend in caves instead of doing his job.

- steven doesn't really get along with the hoenn league chairperson. once he's dropped his "cutesy pretty prince" facade during business meetings, he always has to remind himself that he dislikes how pushy the chairperson can be, and how he's treated as a prodigy being one of the youngest regional champions.

- for similar reasons, he actively dislikes geeta. he simply doesn't think too fondly of people who go too far in pushing the best out of people. this is a quite rare change for steven, as he's known for getting along with pretty much every other regional champion.

- he doesn't like small children he doesn't know. if asked to watch a small child for any reason, steven will only look at said child in a "the hell am i supposed to do with this?" way and not concern himself with them. but if a kid starts acting nicely towards him, he can't help but return the sweetness. it might be his curiosity about what it would be like to have kids, as he's not interested in having any children of his own.

- he doesn't really do much in terms of celebrating holidays. it's mostly a "oh it's a holiday today, neat" thing. he actively dislikes ANY "holiday season" event, as his mother died very close to the december festivities.

- steven is an expert at ghosting people. he doesn't like replying to emails, mundane text messages, or any of the "fun facts" wallace finds from social media and sends him at two in the morning. he's not a good texting penpal if you dislike being left on read.

- he's VERY prone to jet lag. whenever steven has to attend a meeting in another region for any reason, he'll be asleep for half of it.

- steven has made a small secret base for himself in meteor falls! having a secret base in hoenn's largest cave system is a perfect excuse for him to go caving for literal days at a time.

- the record for the longest steven has ever caved in his life stands at three weeks and two days. he did this after almost accidentally outing himself during a sudden paparazzi "interview," hoping that if he just stayed away from the public they'd forget.

- steven never reads any mail he gets. he can't be bothered to sort through a mountain of fan letters from every girl in hoenn to find official newsletters and notices.

- he never opens fangirl letters anymore, either. his floors have seen enough glitter and confetti for a lifetime.

- he's almost accidentally set his entire kitchen on fire before: all because he tried to cook a cup of cheap macaroni and cheese and forgot to add the water. wallace actually gave steven the mudkip right after this, somewhat poking fun at steven's blunder.

- out of all the regional champions, steven is one of the youngest, and holds the title of the youngest adult to reign as champion. he's doted on fairly often by cynthia and lance specifically due to this. it does not help that he's also the shortest adult champion. (throwback to volume 2: he's 167cm tall)

- he's held his position as champion since he was eighteen years old. he has no plans to step down: he's vowed to only relinquish his title if someone can actually win a league conference, take down his elite four, and then himself. he's gone as far as to say that he'll die with the hoenn champion title if nobody can get to him before his demise.

- with paldea being a place on his radar, he's shown interest in being an adjunct professor at the academy for a semester and has written letters about these wishes to the academy's director. but like all his letters he sends to other region officials, nobody seems interested in replying.

#not art #steven stone #this has been sitting on my hard drive for too long now here you go #time to work on part 5 see y'all in half a year #headcanons

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nomsfaultau · 5 months

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Idk if anyone's thought of this before but what if the whole "Tommy summoning Techno thing" also worked in reverse. I know it only happens when Tommy's in danger but I'm feeling silly and am just imagining Techno being able to do it whenever and using it for the hell of it. Like, he needs to ask Tommy something and feels lazy so he just summons Tommy even though he's like down the hall.

There's definitely angst potential to the whole reverse summoning thing but I'll leave that to you ;)

Thanks for the ask! Definitely could go in a lot of directions! The main reason it doesn’t happen in Fault is because of the secret magic system running in the background. So, spoilers for some of how that works, since all of the characters aren’t paying attention in that direction. Essentially, as The Instigator Tommy represents the start of a war, with The Blood God being the end of it. Functionally, can’t really have the end of a war ‘summon’ the beginning of it, since that’s not how time works. That’s just the symbolism of it though.

Mechanically speaking, Tommy can summon The Blade because he has The Blood God’s true name. Technically, if Tommy could stop having a panic attack long enough to actually read the runes in the summoning circle, he could learn how to summon The Blood God at any time. (The reason the Foundation hasn’t figured this out is because the rune circle ALSO translates Tommy’s terrified thoughts into the language of violence, so it’s hard to decode and changes a lot every time).

Boring exposition over, let's get to the scenarios!

Now, should The Blade learn what Tommy’s true name is, he would be able to summon Tommy basically whenever. Like if Tommy is trying to get out of doing the dishes but every time he runs away he’s just summoned back and The Blade picks him up by the scruff like a cat and holds him there. Or hell, tell someone else like Philza the name, and they could play summoning catch. Like a game of Tommy keep away over Wilbur’s head, just with extra magic.

Biggest angst I can see happening out of reverse summoning was if Tubbo finally had enough and abandoned the group for being ‘monsters’. Tommy would basically fall apart given his massive abandonment issues, but if he ultimately decided to leave all his friends for Tubbo, only to get summoned back...it would be pretty awful. Tommy would be terrified about Tubbo being all alone and vulnerable, Wilbur would be absolutely seething, and Philza would be an injured mess from the emotional damage. Let alone The Blade, who has to deal with the fact he’s chaining his friend after he made it explicitly clear the group wasn’t his priority. And after he did it the first time and already crossed that line, The Blade would have to keep dragging Tommy back every time he tried to run, probably with some justification that Tommy needs the group to be safe from the Foundation. At that point Tommy is fully captive and is completely incapable of ever escaping. Classic set up for dark SBI scenarios.

Alternatively, Tommy get’s attacked and seriously injured and The Blade tries to summon him so they can get Tommy to safety. But it doesn’t work. The Blade tries over and over but a true name only works when the person is still alive :)

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da3dm · 1 year

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i saw a tiktok that reminded me SO much of vara & irza so it got me thinking

do we get a "i had nowhere else to go" and/or "who did this to you?" scene???? if that makes sense

i crave that

THERE IS

It just comes wayyy later in the story!

I've been gatekeeping this ask for a LONG time and idk if you even remember sending it lol

I'm going to shove this into the fake fic titles bc I've absolutely adored being given a chance to write this but didn't want to accidentally give spoilers to the story

I made this slightly more romantic than intended and Irza isn't 100% in character bc idk what he was doing before it and I didn't dive into his thoughts too deeply to avoid going too far...I also cut it off at the end bc everything after is a spoil...and this took me maybe twenty minutes to do? Probably ten to fifteen, really

Vara also isn't 100% in character either but it's the exact same deal with him as with Irza. Idk what they were doing and adding too much detail on his worries and fear would have pulled the focus off Irza's pov

TW: Injuries

Word Count: 888

Fake Fic titles: I had nowhere else to go/who did this to you

It was his usual day, selecting a random abandoned house to take a break at in-between fights to avoid the heroes tracking him. He used his shadow to enter like he usually always did when traveling. Most of the time he would have avoided using it so much after fights, but for some reason the only hero that tracked him with it just…wasn't there today. It was odd and it rubbed him the wrong way, but normal people did have lives. Especially those who played hero…they probably hadn't seen even half of what he had. Normally he wouldn't care about the disappearance of a hero, seeing as it could only help him, but this was different.

This hero meant something to him that…he wasn't entirely certain what it was. All he knew is that this situation haunted him…the hero always showed up without fail. He was always there and telling him to stop what he was doing, to please not hurt anyone. That’s what made his entire day better, getting to interact with that completely flawed cat hero. Weak and pitiful man that couldn't fight worth a dime, and yet had managed to become a hero. It was questionable, sure, but he didn’t care much. All he cared about was the fact it was night, he had used his shadows excessively to draw him out, and the cat still wasn't at his rest point.

As it was starting to both bore him and create more worry than he ever cared to admit, a knock sounded at the otherwise silent door. He glanced over, wondering how he’d missed it, but too busy grinning to ponder for too long. He knew that shadow…the hero had finally come after him. What a pleasant development. This brought him to his feet smoothly and he walked to the door without a sound, taking a moment to bring the smile down at least slightly. It would be boring if the cat thought he was actually happy to see him. All of those games would instantly be wasted and he’d never change the guy’s mind again.

He pulled the door open once his smile was under control, not even fully looking before he started, “Well, well—” He was cut off with a surprised lilt to his voice when the hero instantly fell against him limply, almost lifelessly. His tail flicked and he frowned, automatically raising his hands to support the hero and…noticing the blood. Immediately, he was on edge, his tail lashing behind him as he narrowed his eyes at the cat. With a quick scan, he noted that his magic reserves looked forcefully depleted, he was covered in both magical and physical wounds, and was barely staying awake, his breathing far too labored with his head hung.

Before he could really say anything, the cat reached up and grabbed his shirt almost desperately, clinging to the villain like the man was his last lifeline. “I…I’m sorry…I know I shouldn't have gone to you, but…I had nowhere else to go.” The last bit came out as a weak sob, the hero finally turning his face upward to look at the villain. With a face covered in bruises, scrapes, and filled with streaming tears, he gazed pleadingly at the person who was usually his enemy, his ears droopy, tail limp, and every last drop of his bright light gone. He'd been stripped of his joy and was broken.

His blood boiled intensely, his eyes sharpening into a dangerous glare when he stared at the hero—his hero. His precious, joyful ball of fur wasn’t even standing on his own as he lay crumpled against someone that he thought was an enemy. They’d pushed him far enough he’d gone to a villain. With a tone full of murder and as icy as the arctic, he snarled, “Who did this to you?” No-one, and he meant no-one, was allowed to hurt this hero. Not his hero. He still held patience for the weak man, but his mind already raced with the many ways he could retaliate, that he could crush those that hurt his hero.

The cat hero was shuddering slightly under that gaze, but merely buried his face in the villain’s chest and prayed the anger wasn't his fault. “I-it…I’m sorry…” He could only sob out another apology, losing more and more strength as he began to fully rely on the powerful and firm grip of the villain to stay on his feet. “I shouldn't…I shouldn't have come to you—”

With a growl, his long, serpentine tail came up under the hero’s chin to the pleas and force him to look at the villain. Both frustrated and hurting for his hero, the dangerous villain looked this hero in the eye without any lies. “Who. Did. This?” He bit back some of his more aggressive responses and knew that he’d be answering questions for helping the hero, his hero, but he didn’t care. In any other situation he may have just knocked the cat out and let him rest, but for him to have been broken like this? For that constant sunshine he had even when fighting villains to just…be erased? He wasn’t going to ignore it.

Eventually, the hero stopped looking at the villain with so much fear from being forced to look up, choking out, “I-it was…”

—

End

After finding out, he got the hero settled down on a bed in the abandoned house and went out to absolutely destroy the culprits...of which I won't name bc it's actually a spoiler. I'm considering using this again later for that timeline, it would just be a little different bc the circumstances leading up to it would be different than in my head atm.

Anyway, hope everyone liked my first fake fic!

#fake fic titles #oc irza #not gt #my characters #brick #brick ask #ask #ask game #dead answers #oc vara #voidshire #my writing #oc story #oc writing

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bee-not-afraid · 2 years

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im bored so here’s a writeup on yakuza game antagonists who Die and how I feel their death fits with the character, narrative, and overarching themes

Nishiki (y1) - I believe Nishiki is the only one on this list who actually wanted to die. By the end of y1, he has nothing - his sister is long dead, he’s forcibly pushed away Kiryu (and Yumi to an extent), he’s caused the death of his father figure and the woman that loved him, Kashiwagi had long ago abandoned him - every single social connection and support that Nishiki had in y0 has been systematically destroyed, largely by his own hand. It doesn’t start by his own hand - he obviously never meant to lose his sister, and I don’t think he really wanted Kashiwagi and Kazama against him. But after it happened anyway, he basically goes full fuck it and torpedoes every other relationship he has, deciding that power is the only thing worth living for now. But this lust for power isn’t new. Nishiki had always wanted to advance, climb the ranks, and become someone important - he just wanted to do it (at least partly) for the sake of others, or with the help of others. The only thing that truly changes (besides the murder) is that he resolves to gain power by himself, and only for himself. What also isn’t new is his pride. This is also an established fact about him in y0, it’s just again a bit more softened and able to be tempered by his loved ones. What does this mean in terms of his death? It means that, at the time Nishiki stands next to the bomb in the Millennium Tower, he has no one supporting him and nothing left to his name except his own pride. He sees the damage he’s done, and he regrets(?) it, but I don’t think he wants redemption. He knows Kiryu would accept him with open arms, he knows he could potentially go serve his time, or find some of other way to atone - but then he’s only stuck in Kiryu’s shadow again. His pride prevents him from accepting this outcome, so he chooses death. Of course I want him to live anyway, because I like Nishiki, but his death felt appropriate to his character. It also matches the overall tone of y1, because holy fuck a lot of people die in that game. And all that death also helps set up Kiryu for the next game, because half of what he does in y2 only makes sense if he’s actively depressed and suicidal as fuck.

Ryuji (y2) - Ryuji’s death is mostly pointless but kinda funny, which also sums up y2 as a whole. He probably could’ve lived if he and Kiryu had simply left Kamurocho Hills instead of staying to duke it out, but they have to fight because, uh, dragons are territorial? I guess? This is where “half of what Kiryu does in y2 only makes sense if he’s actively depressed and suicidal as fuck” comes into play. So there’s Kiryu’s motivation, but what’s Ryuji’s? You would think, given that he’s just discovered he really does have a family that cares about him (y’know, the thing he’s been secretly yearning for all this time) he would abandon or at least postpone the “only one dragon” nonsense in favor of getting to know his sister, but you’d be wrong, apparently! This could also be a case of pride getting in the way and forcing him to “see things through,” but we see so little of Ryuji, and most of the complexity of his character is shoved into the finale, so it’s hard to judge. So he dies because it’s a good way to finish off the “so absurd it’s hilarious” thing y2 has going on, and because a real man oughtta be a little stupid. Boy, it’s a good thing Dead Souls is canon.

Mine (y3) - Mine. Here is the point where I went “oh this series just has this problem I see.” This is the first major villain death that left me like “????? why tho?” But! I can see why Mine might choose death from a character standpoint (from a narrative standpoint it’s still stupid). For this one we have to delve into the Minedai relationship, so sorry if that’s not your speed. Mine’s motivation, as it is revealed in the finale, is simply to have a meaningful connection with someone. He gets this in the form of Daigo, and by all accounts he’s happy with it and he's genuinely loyal and well-meaning as far as Daigo is concerned. But I think there must be a part of him, somewhere in a back corner or his mind, that’s telling him this can’t last. He went his whole life without it, and then he suddenly got it, and it was everything he wanted, but he was also scared. Change, even when we want it and actively seek it out, is still scary, and I think part of Mine was always scared that he would lose Daigo somehow, and was preparing for that eventuality. (I do this too lol so maybe this is just projection) So then when something does happen to Daigo, Mine immediately jumps to “I was right, this couldn’t last” and just as quickly turns on the Tojo clan and everything Daigo was trying to achieve. Because he’d been so prepared to lose Daigo, he jumps at the first little setback and takes it as a sign that everything is over. (Mine is a bit emotionally stunted due to never having friends or other meaningful relationships, and he seems a little prone to catastrophizing as well.) Of course this is a major overreaction and Daigo wakes up a few days later. Mine then realizes he’s had a massive overreaction, and that he’s left a huge fucking mess for Daigo, and kills himself out of an overwhelming sense of shame and a twisted but genuine desire to make some things up to Daigo. So I think Mine’s death can be justified well enough from a character perspective, but as I said earlier it’s still a stupid narrative decision. Unlike Nishiki, this isn’t a fatal flaw. And unlike Ryuji, it isn’t funny. So what’s the message here? Redemption is only through death? Emotionally stunted men can’t have relationships? Therapy is bad, just jump off the roof? I fully believe Mine would have been fine if Daigo just took him to all his court-mandated therapy sessions. But I guess that’s too messy for RGGS!

Munakata (y4) - Kills himself to escape the consequences of his actions. Typical cop. Whatever.

DD (dead souls) - haha get fucked

Masato (y7/ylad) - THE most unfitting and blatantly insulting death in the entire series. All the parallels to Nishiki are there: the killing or pushing away of the loved ones, the pursuit of power for it’s own sake, the inferiority complex. But Ichiban is not Kiryu. Ichiban understands the importance of a support network and gathers friends rather than push them away. Ichiban will do anything to help his brother, and places this concern above all others. And Masato is not Nishiki. He lacks the vicious pride. Masato is ready to beg and grovel for forgiveness, to take the hand that reaches out for him, to live in a shadow. And then he fucking dies anyway!!!!!! WHAT is the point of the parallel if the outcome is the fucking same!!!!!!!!!! RGG had a good run of antagonists not dying - y5, ishin, y0, y6 - and then they pull this shit????? Have you learned nothing, RGGS??????? No, fuck a thematically appropriate ending! Redemption is only through death and therapy is bad, so just jump off that roof kids!

Final Definitive Ranking (most to least fitting death)

1. DD (lol) 2. Munakata 3. Nishiki 4. Ryuji 5. Mine 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. Masato

#yakuza #ryu ga gotoku #meta #yakuza meta #a kiss for you if you actually read all this #i havent played any of these games in a while so let me know if ive misremembered anything

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jeweled-blue-eyes · 2 years

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What do you think of MCs who literally abandon their goal for "love and family" when they're completely aware of the other party did to them/the original owner of the body? Like sometimes it feels like once they are reincarnated they start losing brain cells cuz Siyeon from Death is the only ending for the Villainess was aware that all of the male leads killed og!Penelope in previous routes and had every right to leave the game cause those people were worth it but when finally given the chance to leave after everything that happened She choose to stay because of Callisto.

And Athanasia finally ran away from her dad only to come back because she misses him? Ma'am did you forget what he did to og!athanasia. Also for your entire childhood you literally to had put a act so you wouldn't die by his hands and at what time was Claude a good parent. Never actually it was YOU putting effort into this father-daugther relationship while Claude just sat there. And you came back because you miss your dad who almost killed you when you were FIVE.

Sorry for going off but it literally pisses me when these girls have a valid reason to leave only to stay or came back because *resaons*.

MC forgiving her abusive love interest? I only like it if it's yandere level toxic and the narrator aknowledges that this is not a love story. MC forgiving her family? I don't like it. I generally dislike the trope where the MC forgives her abusive family even if the family was somewhat redeemable. This is why Beware of the Brothers or A Stepmother's Marchen didn't click for me.

Revenge will always be so much sweeter than forgiveness especially when the forgiveness is not hard earned and instead gets thrown after them for a basic act of kindness. I suppose it could be interesting to see a family repent for what they have done and suffer in equal measure to make up for the abuse they had inflicted on their child, but I have yet to see this kind of redemption in an Isekai. I'm also not sure if I would even enjoy it as I consider child abuse an unforgiveable offence. Their suffering wouldn’t undo the trauma they have inflicted on their daughter. They have ruined someone's key development phase and the least they could do is stay out of their daughter's life but no they have to be trying to insert themselves in it through various ways.

It's always the mc accommodating her behaviour to their needs. The only thing their families do is use money to fix their relationship and if we are lucky give a half-hearted apology to mc and amazingly it always works. What takes the cake is the lenghts the authors go to excuse their shitty behaviour ranging from poison to demons to "political neutrality???" to "I tHouGhT yOu DidN't liKe mE"/ She was to perfect at everything she did I didn't know how to treat her so I neglected her/ I had to traumatize her to protect her (<- grown man to a 12 y/o child) It's not sending a very great message tbh. And the trope is so common that it has become not only stale and boring but also increasingly annoying. Where is the payoff of mc learning a skill to escape her abuser only to give up said profession and become his obedient little housewife? All the manipulation and preparations for an escape seem pointless when the character decides to stay in the end. Image a heist movie where the characters plan a heist for 2 seasons and then not go through with it.

And sometimes revenge makes more sense. The more snippets I read of the novel the more I'm convinced that Claude was miscast as a father, he was made to be a villain and I stand by that. He doesn't pull off the role of a father believably anyways.

MC sucking up to a more powerful man instead of becoming independent seems outdated and anti feminist. Athy raising an army and dethroning her father and Penelope dancing on the ashes of the Eckart mansion after she has killed them all is what I want to see and not them becoming dependent on the very people who have murdered them. How could they ever feel safe in the arms of someone who had broken their trust and made them fear for their life? How would Penelope feel to watch Duke Eckart play the loving grandpa/her brothers be nice uncles to her daughter when she knew the kind of abuse they were capable of? Wouldn’t it hurt her how different their treatment is and that her family was capable to treat a non-blood related child well but choose not to?

In Athy's and Penelope's case it's even worse because they were the person who was tortured and killed. They have a very personal reason not to go back to them but chose to do it anyway. If 15 y/o Athy had gone back to Claude I could understand it somewhat, but our Athy is mentally an adult from modern day Korea and has seen how healthy family relationships look like. The same goes for Cha Siyeon. Why give up on your abusive family in Korea and then go back to an arguable even worse abusive family in the game world? She should have known better. I thought she was a rational person. Love made them dumb. She chose to stay in a medieval world where all her personal connections are men who have traumatized her, when she could have gone back to the real world to her friends who valued her and the prestigious university she tried so hard to get into.

#notanon #answered asks #anti eckarts #anti callisto regulus

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seelestia · 1 year

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out of all the versions of scara we've seen in the game which one is your;

Favorite?

The one you actually want to meet and talk to (if given the chance)?

Best lover/partner material?

The one you most likely would get along with?

The one you most likely would want to show our world and all the shit we have goin for us?

Your pick for the best version of Scara (You can't not choose >:P).

You can choose only (The Abandoned Puppet, Kunikuzushi, Kabukimono, Scaramouche, Wanderer) i know that logically, the aboandoned puppet and kunikuzushi could be the same, but since I headcanon that he was just named as the puppet for his first "version" and later on took the moniker "Kunikuzushi", known as the wandering kid with no purpose. So take that as you will, or just change up the choices cuz who am i to stop u lmao :P - Ever so sincerely yours, 👹✨ Jae (aka your random moot that just quizzes u whenever she's bored lol)

the way you asked this question to me out of boredom, knowing that i'm a wanderer kisser who stays up at night thinking about his lore 24/7.

***NOTE: some major spoilers for wanderer's backstory under the cut! i eat up his lore like it's chicken stew, is this healthy. (/lh)

Favorite?

i'm sorry, but it is necessary that i give it up to wanderer. i think it's mainly because he is technically the 'end product' (or the matured version) of all the painful journeys he trod and that makes me really attached to him <3

The one you actually want to meet and talk to (if given the chance)?

kabukimono, my precious :'( as someone who harbored good will towards humans (at that time <//3), i bet he has lots of questions abt the way they (or, we, in that matter hehe) live. iirc, it is canon that he was taught simple and ordinary tasks by the people of tatarasuna like how to comb his hair, hold a cutlery, cook meals, forge, etc. — AND THAT'S SO CUTE TO ME?? i sure don't know how to forge but heck yeah, i'll teach you abt other silly things we do!! (silly devious giggles /j)

Best lover/partner material?

listen, wanderer and kabukimono. because these two are the most likely to be more open to the thought of forming a connection with someone else. kabukimono is more out of curiosity; what does love feel like? is love for an object the same as love for someone else? what is love? whilst wanderer is more of tolerance; he acknowledges its value, but he doesn't actively try to pursue it... unless he finds someone he really, really comes to trust over a period of time (someone worthy of him and someone he is worthy of).

so, yeah, i chose them because kunikuzushi and scaramouche both have mindsets that make them very or even too hateful towards any type of intimacy at the time <//3

The one you would most likely get along with?

kabukimono for sure!! i have a soft spot for gentle, unknowing people with curiosity. it's probs why i used to have a habit of adopting new students and checking up on them from time to time in my class irl 😭 i mostly get along best with people who can do sassy banter with me, but i can deffo get along with someone like kabukimono too <3

The one you most likely would want to show our world?

scaramouche. just purely because this little guy would frown so hard in disgust at us LMAOOOO "so, supposedly, the technology your world has is meant to make tasks easier for the people. looks like an excuse for you idiots to waste time to me. ...what even is this 'phone' thing, anyway?" he says all that, but he's definitely interested in how everything around here actually works.

Best version?

...personally, wanderer. i've talked about him enough and you don't want me to elaborate more than i already did 🥸 (/j) but i do think all his version are great in their own ways tho because each of them contributes smth to his story. he wouldn't be the person he is now if it weren't for what each of them went through, after all.

P/S...

oh, jae, about the last part.... are you sure you think that's a headcanon because that's actually right— AYO?? this is like a basic summary of the timeline for the names leading up to wanderer.

500 years ago, upon his creation, ei didn't give him a name and he was a nameless puppet. when the people of tatarasuna found him, they called him kabukimono but that was more of a term than a name — the people there did ask if he wanted a name but at the time, he was content with just being called kabukimono (because the name held precious memories for him) until the 'second betrayal' caused him to abandon that name altogether.

kunikuzushi was the first 'actual' name he chose for himself some time during or before the case of the eccentric. 100 years ago, he slaughtered the raiden gokaden (chosen clans that raiden shogun was passing down her martial arts teachings to) to seek revenge against the "bladesmiths" (his second betrayal) except for one person who was spared after scaramouche found out about said person's connection to the surname, "niwa" (the same one as his friend from the tatarasuna). "tell her this. my name is kunikuzushi," was his last words to the sole survivor laying amongst bodies of corpses before he disappeared. (more info: iirc, he was already a part of the fatui when this occured. so, scaramouche was already one of his monikers but he didn't consider it as his 'true' name.)

also, kunikuzushi means 'country destroyer' in japanese and also happens to be the name of a villain character in japanese popular drama who usurps countries. i assumed that he picked this name when the case of the eccentric happened since he did cause a minor disturbance/loss to the inner workings of inazuma through that case. we can see this reflected in today's in-game history because only the amenoma art and isshin art (2/5 clans of the raiden gokaden) still alive after that event.

ANYWAY YEAH. YOU DIDN'T ASK FOR IT BUT IT AWAKENED SMTH IN ME!! sorry for rambling, but i needed to let it out 🫣 (/lh)

#the way i doubled over when i saw the questions.#MY TIME AS A WANDERER KISSER HAS COME TO SHINE!!#jk jk here ya go hehe #i'm personally kinda curious abt jae's own personal answers to these questions tho >:3c #ask box! 📬#visitor: dearest jae! 👹✨#cw: lore spoilers

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swaqcenix · 1 year

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wow, you answered…

thanks.

to be honest, I would like to care less, just to ensure my "survival", given the peculiar general culture of ignoring and some cruelty that we are brought up with from childhood and normalized in adulthood. as it was said in one verse of the russian poet: "ты отпусти меня, глупое сердце!"

…

how are you? are you okay? do you want to share what happened these days?

and…

thanks you for your congratulations… today I wrote the olympiad in german and english (which was a big WHAT THE HECK) and now I feel, to put it mildly, terrible. I don't want to be involved in all this shit anymore, given my unstable… psyche or whatever it is, which is why anxiety attacks me and I can't come to my senses for a long time.

I'm sorry you're hearing this and.. sorry

uhhhhhhhhhhh92304092092jfkljlkdjlkjfgljdlgkjdljgldkj,n,mcxnv,nx,cxmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

I just don't know who else to share this with. I have people I can tell this to, but I rarely feel like I'm feeling better. even with their involvement in what I'm saying. I wish things were simpler.

the relationship with myself were simpler. my attitude to this life were simpler.

sorry.

I will answer only some points. I just don't want to bore you with an endless string of repetitive words or something :)

hmmm. the only thing I remember from the movie "the visit" is the expression on the boy's face in the end. to be honest, I would like to see a collection of clippings from movies /TV series /animated series, where the characters have some kind of…. tragic, unusual facial expression. it touches something in me every time.

for example, the expression of this boy at the end of the movie.

the expression on the face of a woman named Lilly from the 1999 film "Aimee and the Jaguar", when she quarrels with her lover and he abandons her and they were standing on the stairs. I'm still amazed by that expression on her face, her eyes. the look in her eyes, god. I haven't seen this anywhere else.

The expression on Pearl's face from Steven Universe when Pearl realizes that Rose didn't trust her with all the secrets and runs away. and here Steven finds her, hugs her and Pearl looked as if something in her was suffering deep irretrievable destruction, followed by imminent creation.

:( sorry, now I want to cry, reading your words in which you call me sweet and speak well of me. thanks.

hm. I like listeners too. there are few of them and I try to appreciate every listener in my life. sometimes they are very creep (for me), because you can tell them something and they remember it (!). it's so weird!!!!1.

like, why?! oh god, just never listen to me and don't be interested in me, so that I will be disappointed in you and stop communicating with you!!! it's not that hard, like, just do it🙄😤👺

and at the same time I think: wow. you make me feel so special and that makes me happy. please don't forget about me.😐🌾

I know it's weird and probably not very healthy bullshit. sorry.

contradictions and aimlessness.

YEAH. I'm waiting for this fanfiction.

and also, your new ff with Natasha Romanoff ;) I won't call myself her fan, but she is certainly a strong female character, whom I respect also, you write with such desire and diligence that it would be a crime not to say anything about it.

HMMMM. now, considering your maneuvering answer, it became even more interesting to me. again, everything is fine, I am a patient person. take care of yourself, please! 🌻✨

haha.. you're too good at your game. I lose every move.

oh, great! what song did you like? I would like to hear your opinion about each song individually.

wow, how interesting!!!

Well, then, you know what they say:

"Снег за окном торжественный и гладкий, пушистый, тихий. Поужинав, на лестничной площадке курили психи. Стояли и на корточках сидели без разговора. Там, за окном, росли большие ели - деревья бора. План бегства из больницы при пожаре и всё такое. …Но мы уже летим в стеклянном шаре. Прощай, земное! Всем всё равно куда, а мне - подавно, куда угодно. Наследственность плюс родовая травма - душа свободна. Так плавно, так спокойно по орбите плывет больница. Любимые, вы только посмотрите на наши лица!"

songs.

hmm, it sounds very interesting… I liked this song, i feel… unusual vibes that I usually don't feel maybe I think so, because this song is not really to my taste and I rarely come across this, soooo thank you so much for offering it! it's really something! 2. Lord, this song almost made me cry fortunately, my heart was not subjected to such torments as were described in the song and I thank the lord for this (if there is one) I liked this song so much. I usually listen to songs that make me think about something. I mean, I have 2 playlists. the first has songs that make me think, and the second playlist is purely for the feelings that these songs cause in me. this is a really sad, poignant and deep song. I liked these lines: "Mantuve la esperanza conociendo tu interior Sintiendo tan ajeno tu calor Probé de la manzana por amor" and "Dices que me amas, que no hay nadie como yo Que soy la dueña de tu corazón Pero alguien más está en tu habitación"

sounds interesting…

3. hm, I have a feeling that our songs are to some extent "on the same wavelength", given the themes of our first songs in the list and the next 2, which sing about other things that can make you cry or delve into not the most pleasant, but definitely necessary feelings. and it seems to me that maybe we shared a piece of our life experience with each other through these songs.

thank you very much. it's very intimate.

always!! i am sorry for my lack of speed at the moment i've just managed to get out of a low point in my mindset but i'm so happy to get to respond to your messages <3

may i ask are you russian? i'm just curious also love that if you were it's so cool! 🫶 i'm okay, unfortunately i suffer with bipolar 2 AKA BP2 which gives me long periods of low moods <:( luckily i'm okay now! how are you sweetie?

also, of course i'm so proud of you for that! and remember i understand that it can be really overwhelming and difficult please don't try and push yourself, remember to do things for you and what you want to do not for anyone else darling! 💌 also heyyy don't apologise remember my account is a safe space and you're welcome to share whatever you feel comfortable with, there's never any judgement here!

i understand that, i too feel that way on many occasions. sometimes our closest friends may not be the people that can help! you can always vent and get whatever you feel on here love. PS you could never bore me with anything sweetie!

i love the way you analyse characters, their expressions and the depth behind it. you feel deeply lovely and a rare treasure, so hold it close to you. i love when something rare in films that's unmatchable comes along and swipes us off our feet!

heyyy, no need to cry hun i simply speak the truth that is all <33 you are definitely sweet. yeah listeners are lovely people and fr, their memory is beyond me it's creepy but somehow touches me in many ways i suppose :') i am unfortunately good at maneuvering around things sweetie, don't worry i'm taking care of myself as i hope you are 💕

in regards to my opinions of the songs;

the dismemberment song- not usually something i'd find myself listening to but her VOICE is so captivating. it's giving me old school unique vibes and the little beat's. definitely brings music to my ears and does give me a little musical vibe, i did enjoy it! <3

runs in the family- okay this WAS SO SO GOOD. the fact it picks up pace and she doesn't really take many breathes shows how it intertwines with the title and lyrics as a whole as though she's panicking trying to get every little thought that dances through her mind out of it, it's truly well done and her voice is CHEFS KISS :)

крепость, дайте танк-it took me a while to get my head around it but the way his voice sounds and the lyrics as a whole. singing for himself and his thoughts overall i actually think this was my favourite joint with runs in the family, truly your music taste astounds me, it's AMAZING! <3

that was so beautiful, srsly brought tears to my eyes. tajsksjs sorry i'm processing that fr! <3 я всегда буду любить твои маленькие сообщения :))

the first song was definitely contradicting the last two, it's just something my music taste does as it is a little all over the place which i kinda love! <33 as for the second YES i loved that song with my whole being especially the lyrics you quoted fr, it was JUST <3 unfortunately for myself i have related to that song i have playlists for all songs i feel a vibe to you if you get me? 💌 we definitely are similar when it comes to connecting through music i adore it! music is just such an outlet for me, it's apart of me genuinely. <3 i hope you're staying healthy and hydratedd :')

#cute lil anon!#this adorable #so sweet fr #anon! 💌#sweet anon #kazasks ღ

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hatesverse · 2 years

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so the stanley parable huh

im a bit late to the party when it comes to the release of ultra deluxe, and i haven’t payed attention to the game in months, but... now it’s my newest fixation and i would like to share an art while also talking about my headcanon backstory for the whole thing. now obviously this will include spoilers which i will contain under the cut.

... Oh, and also, this WILL be a long one. Good luck.

(yes i did steal the background from My Little Pony since I’m not good at drawing backgrounds myself shut up)

You know, something I find interesting is that most people seem to connect the Curator (Female Narrator from the Museum Ending) with Mariella (that girl from the Insanity Ending) and like, I get where they’re coming from, but I got something a bit more fun. So let’s talk about Employee 432.

So, from my understanding, Employee 432 is basically the Golden Freddy of the Stanley Parable universe. Of course there’s more to him than that but that you can easily find out on YouTube or a fandom wiki site. Point is, he was (most likely) someone who experienced something similar to what Stanley is experiencing as evidenced by all those logs and papers hidden around.

Now for the Curator and the Narrator. I like to imagine that the whole game of The Stanley Parable is a simulation in that kind of style and the Player is merely someone interacting with that Simulation through Stanley. The Narrator and the Curator are from a group of AIs that handle each and every person that has been run through the Simulation- Stanley and 432... Soooo....

This is the story of a man known as Employee number 432.

Employee 432′s job was much like everyone else in his Office- Pushing buttons at a computer. However unlike the rest of his co-workers, Employee 432 was selected to be the first to be run through a simulation experiment alongside a prototype Narrator- The Curator.

The experiment was simple, add an AI into the mind of Employee 432 to see how his Coworkers would react. Some may have considered it heart wrenching and sadistic of an experiment, but to those who discovered the world being a simulation, it was merely science.

However, one day, something very peculiar happened. Something that would forever change the lives of everyone in the office. Employee 432 slowly went insane and became unstable, and upon closer inspection, it appeared that The Curator had become unusually aggressive towards him. Once he asked for a pencil and pencil sharpener, and... Well, let’s just say that he found out just how sharp a pencil can become. (ow)

As a last ditch attempt so they wouldn’t be discovered, the Boss of the office demanded that the two be separated. The Curator was removed from 432 and was given a room far beneath the office to reside in an attempt to ‘punish’ her, however that soon proved to be futile as The Curator discovered a way to control the simulation and transformed her cell into a museum and subsequently created the Narrator we know.

The Narrator became quite the storyteller, and soon enough, he gained the same sort of Admin Commands that the Curator had gained and made his way upstairs to the employees. He’d done many things- Befriend them all, kill them all, burn, crush, destroy, delete... So many choices, and yet, he began to get bored... What if someone could do all the choices for him? So, he made one last choice- The choice to create Stanley, and his own story within the office...

And as for Employee 432? He was too broken after the experiment, only the Curator managing to split without many side effects. She’d only become a lot calmer, however Employee 432 seemed corrupted and even that was an understatement. In an attempt to put him back together, those in charge replaced parts of him with unused content for The Curator- However that only managed to stabilize him physically, not mentally.

In the end, Employee 432 was abandoned- or as they called it, fired- and was hidden away in an old office, left only to communicate through a computer. He began to loose his sense of time, how long had past, and whether it was day or night. He spent so long trying to find a way out in his insanity that he gained access to a limited amount of commands himself.

He soon discovered the existence of another employee much like himself, one he remembered as Employee 427, however he didn’t have the materials to properly connect with him. Of course, that changed once new content was released...

... And Mariella is blissfully unaware of anything that’s happening, due to working in another building. Lucky her.

man, you read this far? well, i hope you enjoyed the story. yeah i could write a fanfic about this but do i have the motivation? hell no. if you want to do something with this story though you have my full permission to.

thanks for reading this far and have a fun rest of your day!

#the stanley parable #tsp #tspud #the stanley parable ultra deluxe #tsp narrator #tsp stanley #tspud employee 432 #tsp employee 432 #tsp 432 #tspud 432 #cw long post #long post under the cut #tsp mariella #tsp the curator

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ladyluscinia · 2 years

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Everything about Izzy Hands makes sense once you say he is literally just a guy from a violent action / drama being genre hoodwinked.

Izzy Hands spent his life as a prominent side character in a violent action drama and he loved it. He got to stand at his captain / god's right hand and enjoy the splatter of blood across his boots from a good maiming. He executed enemies, raided ships, ruled the crew with an iron fist, did anything and everything his captain ordered with a (distinctly horny) satisfaction, and he was rewarded by being Blackbeard's First Mate aka #pirategoals. And then fucking Stede Bonnet gets in a boat and the whole ocean genre-shifts into a romcom.

Idiots and incompetence abound! Wacky hijinks ensue! And worst of all... Izzy's captain, his violent god, the dreaded Blackbeard who he would follow to the ends of the earth, is into it all. Pirate raids and massacres are replaced with dress up games and gay flirting and you expect him to be normal about this??? The world's gone mad!

Of course Izzy just wants to kill them all and get his life back. What the hell else is he supposed to do? Hop into a cute enemies to lovers arc? Izzy doesn't want that. He wants to stab people!

And Izzy must really feel like he's losing it because all his people from the great Before (aka his violent drama life) have been infected with this romcom bullshit too. Edward is the most obvious - suddenly revealing a mushy romcom center that he wants to embrace wholeheartedly - but, like, even Ivan and Fang are softened out. Izzy is the only one who's noticing this is not how the world worked before, and he is fucking determined to fix it. Stede and his crew are the obvious targets because Izzy cannot rationalize how they are even alive with how incompetent they are as pirates. And his conflict with trying to pull Blackbeard out of Ed is literally just him fighting the genre-shift in real time, only in this case it's personal.

Because Blackbeard is betraying him.

I know the fandom is full of takes about how Blackbeard is a persona crafted from trauma and defense mechanisms and this is true... in the romcom universe that we see mostly through Stede's eyes. But Izzy knew Edward a long time. And he's not suffering that drastic of a misunderstanding.

Edward liked being Blackbeard. He didn't kill people apparently (outsourcing the task to Izzy is a safe assumption), but he "enjoyed a good maiming" and burned people alive and fed a man his own toes... There's extensive evidence he was not a miserable performer. The whole plot actually hinges on how much he liked being Blackbeard, because you can't get bored if you weren't having fun originally.

So Izzy and Edward were having a grand time together before the genre-shift, but then all of this bullshit happens and Ed pretty much offers him an ultimatum. Ed decided he likes the romcom universe too, so if Izzy wants to stick together (he does), then he has to get with the new program.

And Izzy says Fuck That.

If Edward likes both and Izzy only likes one, then why the fuck does Izzy have to give up his genre / happiness? Why the fuck does Izzy have to put up with a bunch of morons when he knows Edward still has Blackbeard somewhere in there? Why the fuck is Izzy's opinion suddenly disregarded???

(Obviously it's not that simple, but from Izzy's perspective he really is just getting dropped here. Edward rushed into the romcom genre with abandon, and did not think at all about how you can't just reinvent yourself overnight. Hopefully that will be a crux in a S2 arc.)

Given all the fuckery Izzy is putting up with... Can you blame him???

#is this just a retelling of the muppet meta? a little bit yes #but also THIS IS COMPELLING AS SHIT #izzy is going mad you see. and it's not that simple but he *does* have a point with the whole blackbeard thing #unfortunately for izzy he can't genre shift the universe back by sheer force of will. and ed can't be fulfilled as blackbeard anymore #but izzy refuses to roll over and die. he WILL NOT go into this dissatisfying bullshit genre without a fight! he liked his life!#(this is where the competancy kink comes in)#(i was NOT kidding about it as my izzy thesis. these morons are literally the biggest turn off he's ever encountered and he wants OUT)#(forget hating them for being gay. ed fucked jack in the dramaverse. gay is fine. incompetent is worth a death sentence)#our flag means death #this got SO long #izzy hands ofmd #genre #my meta #blackbeard ofmd #ladyluscinia #genre fuckery #ofmd meta #blackhands

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whitebookposts · 2 years

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I played Journey. I believe tgc failed at delivering their lore in sky

In Journey, even if you aren't a theorist and don't delve into every tiny detail, you still get the basic idea of what the hell happened there: I played journey with my little brother by my side and he figured it out without me saying anything, only looking at the cutscenes.

Sky? Unless you follow sky twitter, sky discord, and scroll through the countless concept art, you have no idea what even is the basic story of the world of sky. What led to the kingdom being abandoned. Ask any sky player that doesn't fixate on lore and they don't even know that the king existed.

If your players need to access outer resources such as discord and twitter to get even the basic idea of what the story is - sorry, you failed in delivering the lore.

Of course, I'm not saying that everything should be given on a silver plate, but god damn, there is a difference between leaving the story up to interpretation and not giving any story at all.

For example, the fact that flight guide was the apprentice of Ayin. Ash said this fact was CRUCIAL to the story of flight season, it is the reason the things are the way they are in flight area, why the spirits ended up there in the first place, why flight guide decided to go there at all. How would someone that doesn't have twitter and isn't on discord know that?

Because there is 0 mention of it in the game itself. I'm tired of new areas. Yes you explore them and at first, it's exciting, but after you finish exploring every little part of the new area, which usually doesn't take longer than half an hour, it becomes as bland and boring as the base game realms. I wish tgc would instead focus on making the sky world more lively. To make the realms and the areas in said realms more connected. The flight area almost has zero impact on the forest, except for the new wind paths. The sanctuary has zero impact on the prairie - the mantas seen in there are only seen in there, you don't feel like sanctuary is a part of the prairie. It feels like every area exists in its own little bubble, and every realm is separated by walls from another. I wish they would work on the fauna, making it bigger, adding new creatures, new mechanics with the already existing ones. I want tgc to work on delivering the story better: I want more cutscenes, more quests during seasons that aren't just "go there and bring the spirit that". I want the spirits whose memories are bland, with the spirit only walking around and only giving the emote in the end to be reworked, like the spirits of Isle got reworked, giving them more personality, more importance to the story. I want to feel this world is alive and connected. I want to know the story. I want to know the personality of elders. frick it, I am down to only getting more spirit content. I want to feel like this kingdom was actually alive once, I want to feel how big the disaster was that it wiped out a whole KINGDOM, WHERE PEOPLE LIVED, LOVED, HATED, LAUGHED, CRIED. I want to feel the need to mourn the death of the spirits. I want to feel the need to mourn the death of the kingdom. I want to feel it was real and that it had importance, that the spirits found in the world aren't just dummies to give out cosmetics and emotes, I want to feel like they were people, ALIVE people. But the only thing I feel is... that this whole world is nothing but a playground. That it is all a make-belief. Yea, it looks like there something bad happened, but it feels as if it was done on purpose by some children playing to make it look like a tragedy when in reality it's just some broken sticks and stones, and dolls thrown around acting as spirits.

But instead of focusing on this, tgc would rather change the lighting and make the new ice texture ugly as fuck.

#I'm just tired #I love this game #but after playing journey and seeing the full impact tgc can have without the need for long seasons and never-ending grinding #I can't help but feel disappointed #as if Sky wasn't created as a stand alone game #it was created to feed of journey's success and bring in money #at this point I feel that I force myself to love this game #especially after I played so many other new games that brought me the same feelings sky doesn't bring me anymore #sky: children of the light #sky cotl #sky: cotl #sky children of the light #thatskygame #that sky game #journey #s: cotl #s cotl

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callmearcturus · 3 years

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Hey, Arc! You mentioned it in passing, but "why would fixing the Cerberus Problem with ME3 have dramatically improved the ending?"

(LONG POST and ALL THE SPOILERS FOR THE ENTIRE TRILOGY)

GLAD YOU ASKED. I just had lunch with Mum and basically went "okay, so here's how I would have fixed ME3." The goal here is to repair the story with the least need for changing locations and set pieces and the three act structure.

Lets first define The Cerberus Problem.

Cerberus as the main villain of ME3 was one of the biggest mistakes of the entire game. One, it diverts attention away from the A and B plot of the game (A: Reaper War, B: Uniting the galaxy) and introduces more complexity than the story actually needs. Every single moment of the story that uses Cerberus as the antagonistc force could have just as easily been filled by the Reapers, either by their ground troops or by their indoctrinated forces. Introducing a group of indoctrinated forces to the Reapers already fits pre-established canon. (HELL, HAVE THEM BE SPLINTERS OF CERBERUS GONE EVEN MORE ROGUE. Periodically you can get a call from TIM as he asks for help.)

And two, it runs counter to established canon. Cerberus is explicitly stated by EDI in ME2 to be a small organization, about 150 active operatives in three cells, and TIM doesn't like to grow larger than he can personally keep track of.

Cut to ME3 and I would wager money on the idea that by the end of the game, you've killed more Cerberus troops than Reaper troops. Why? This is terrible.

Also Cerberus makes a bad villain in the scope of ME3. The idea that TIM, someone so careful he won't even meet you in person, who not even the Shadow Broker knows who the fuck he is, who studied Reapers from afar-- that he somehow not only got indoctrinated but then huskified his entire force, like not only is it boring, it's a big ask, and it's a weak retread of Saren. Boo hiss.

So how do we fix it?

Cerberus should have been maintained as The Renegade Viewpoint for ME3.

TIM's purpose in the story should have been to research the Crucible for his own ends and to run his own operations to fight the Reapers, and the game should have leaned into the softening of Cerberus from ME2. Cerberus as the "we don't hate aliens, we just want to forward the human cause" becomes frankly a lot more sympathetic in ME3 which starts with the Council going "HM shit, sucks to be humans but we're not going to help you."

After three fucking games of being ineffectual shitheels, TIM could very very credibly call up Shepard and go "Listen, you don't like me, I'm not a huge fan of you, but the Council has abandoned us for a third time and if we want to win this, we have to go around them. Earth is dying, we need to prioritize our people."

I think the main conflict could have been more along those lines. Not solely "humanity trying to convince the council species to join the war" but "hey do you even believe in the Council? like, as an institution?"

(Which given what you learn on Thessia, I sure fucking don't.)

What if the coup at the Citadel wasn't just a silly Cerberus power-grab, but an attempt for them to remove the bureaucratic nonsense of the Council?

What if Shepard arrives on the Citadel, and has to decide if she wants to 1. stop Cerberus from assassinating the Council and preserve the false peace in the Serpent Nebula, or 2. let Cerberus take out the Council, and thus basically hand galactic decision making to each individual species, who you have a better shot at convincing?

In option one, the task of cajoling these people into the war is harder, but when the domino falls, they all fall. No more salarians sitting out the war because a sulky Dalatrass.

In option two, you get a stronger showing from the turians, the krogan, and anyone else you can rope into it. (lol remember how the Council fucking left the Elcor to die, i fucking do) But the ones you don't convince are sitting out.

And structurally, you make that decision, then go off to Rannoch to resolve that stickiest of wickets, then return to the Citadel after and see the effects of your prior decision. It works great as a small 'time skip' for the world state, giving time for the galactic community to figure out what they want to do.

This also fixes the Control ending.

Having played the ending within the past 24 hours, I was struck by how fucking hard the game pushes you towards Synthesis. It's transparently considered by the game to be the "correct" option. And as someone who finds Synthesis deeply fraught when contrasted to the main themes of Tuchanka and Rannoch, I bristle really fucking hard at that.

The final fucking decision of this trilogy should not be portrayed like that. Synthesis good, Destroy okay, Control BAD.

But if we remove the problem of TIM being a dumbass who got his ass indoctrinated and was Clearly Manipulated, then you can have TIM actually represent the option of Control without that miasma hovering over it. TIM being not a villain but not a good guy, but going "listen, if we control them, we can advance our technology, we can repair the damages of these wars, and we don't have to kill off your good good friends the geth, Shepard, you sentimental fuck."

The decisions in Mass Effect are at their best when they are not Good vs Evil, but Principled vs Pragmatic. And making Control the Renegade choice instead of the Bad choice gives players more agency and ownership over that final decision.

Another benefit of this tactic is the ending pacing is not so terrible.

If you haven't played it recently, the finale of ME3 is a mess. You have the cool and dramatic setpiece of the charge to the beam, good.

Then you have the confrontation with TIM, which was a mess and pretty terrible tbh.

AND THEN you have ANOTHER WHOLE ENDING. An ending that needs 10 minutes of fucking explanation from the Catalyst so you even understand what's being asked of you.

COUNTERPOINT: Remove TIM as the Ending One baddie. Have everyone figure out the vague parameters of the Crucible in the third act, before Shepard reaches it, and then have people advocate for each ending, and advocate honestly.

Like, Hackett is like "We came here to destroy them, we are willing to do whatever it takes, to pay any price, so Destroy them."

Have Liara maybe suggest "There's another way, we can synthesize and then eliminate this chasm between us and the Reapers, however we all will also be synthesized, but while we lose part of who we are we would gain so much more."

and then have TIM like "How about option C, for Control These Fuckers. If we destroy, we will lose all the advancement of our species, we'll potentially lose the relays, instead lets control these fucking things and make them pay for the hundreds of civilizations they have consumed. Let's not just get revenge for us, but for everyone, Shepard."

Isn't

That

A more interesting and sticky choice?

And then if you don't have the confrontation with TIM in the end, you open the Citadel arms, go directly to the Catalyst, and make your decision without the fucking Star Child there to talk to you, thus maintaining the dramatic momentum of the finale and then giving you your ending.

Does this fix it?

Personally, I don't think the Three Options ending can be fixed. But i think this way would drastically improve it while also solving a lot of the problems of the game. And this maintains the arc of the game, doesn't require massive changes to the setpieces, and remains in the parameters of what we got.

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lemonhobgoblin · 3 years

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Softer than the Summer Night

Mothman X (gender neutral) Reader

Length: 2k

Genre: Slight NSFW & Fluff

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"Stay don't move please," you wearily voiced into the dark.

When you spoke it worsened the strain you were feeling, your face contorted in discomfort. Even the thought of being moved was enough to get you squirming and whining. On your aching knees, hunched over, knuckles turning lighter in color, and eyes fixed ahead.

The sounds of the city outside your home were overshadowed by your ragged breath. All you could hear was breath and beating heart. You couldn't endure this any longer. You knew you couldn’t stay like this forever. You desperately wanted to move and finish what you started, and backing out now was far from being a feasible option.

"Fuck." Feeling a slight slip up on the other end. You physically couldn't take much more of this.

Your grip on the material you had bunched in your hands was loosening, and your reign on things was beginning to drastically falter.

"O fuck me" you breathed out frustrated, resting your head against a wooden frame. You could feel yourself getting tuckered out from this ordeal, feeling yourself becoming flushed with a light layer of sweat coating your skin. This was a good time as any now and fully let go. Knees and thighs sore from holding your still form, you began to move, releasing yourself of this hold.

"Ahhhh," you moaned out, watching in disbelief as the blanket slipped off the chair. Frustrated you threw yourself back onto the cool floor. You wasted your time doing that for nothing.

Heated at how the fabric refused to stay in place no matter how much you adjusted it. You flopped onto the hard floor to cool down. The cool ground felt refreshing on your steamy body. You didn't even want to look at it at the fort at the moment. Knowing you would just give up if you tried again immediately. You decided to rest your eyes and give yourself some time to collect yourself. Giving yourself some time before getting back to work on it.

Why wouldn’t it stay when you wanted it to stay.

Perhaps you should've just waited for your partner to bring you the supplies and figure out what to do from there. Of course, you being you, you got a little impatient eager.

It wasn’t a minute till you felt a presence hovering over you- watching.

Cracking open your eyes, you saw standing over you was a large humanoid moth-like creature looking down upon your disheveled form. Holding a batch of items in his arms, curiously staring at you. Tilting his head, confused as to why you were on the floor and.. sweaty?

"Hey, you grabbed the stuff I asked for?" You asked. Not wanting to get into the details as to why you were down on the ground defeated.

He nodded.

"Cool, well just give me a minute more. I'm almost done here. I still need to fix some things." Launching yourself back into a sitting position, getting back to work on keeping the blanket in place, only for it to slip off the wooden dining chair again.

Groaning over the fact that you were making a fool of yourself- especially in front of Mothman. He shouldn’t have to see in all your shame. Meantime, Mothman was just standing there completely unaware of what's going on still, but content to be part of it.

Internally wallowing to yourself, unsure whether you should continue or throw yourself into your half-done structure and call it a night.

Then it hit you.

Recalling that you asked for Mothman to bring duct tape. Looking back, scanning through the items within his arms. You successfully spotted the tape that was cradled within his right arm.

"Can you pass me that duct tape in your arms?" you pointed.

"No, not that"

"it's right there. That's not it."

Redirecting him and pointing out what you wanted, only to end up playing a guessing game. Sifting through each item, and saying no to everything he held out. How he was able to get the supplies you asked for? You'll never know.

After the first ten items, Mothman dropped all the material onto the floor with a thud. Thinking it would be easier to get what you wanted. Unsurprised, you stared at the pile straight lip. “No problem that is just as effective."

Crawling to the pile in the middle living room of your home, to grab the roll of tape.

What started as a calm night alone, became a little date night-with Mothman coming over uninvited. This wasn't uncommon he did this quite often, but you never turned him down always glad to welcome him in. That and also the fact you didn't want a seven-foot monster outside your window scratching at your window like a stray cat begging to be let in and draw attention to himself.

Bringing you up to speed now, putting together a fort. Clearly, rusty, it's been some time since you made a blanket fort. It wasn't your fault, you were always busy to do anything like this. Even if you did have the time, it just never occurred to you to do so after a long day of work. Usually, the closest thing to this, is you grabbing a throw blanket and pillow onto the floor with maybe some plushies and calling it a day.

But with Mothman in the picture, you had to get creative with things to do at home. Meaning you coming up with indoor activities and not go out in public at all. So no causal stroll by the park, or popping into a nice establishment and chat. As amusing it would be going out, you couldn’t do that for Mothman’s safety and especially those around. Leaving you both to see each other deep in the wilderness at night, in the abandoned TNT facility where the Cryptid resided and here in your home.

And you both managed to keep each other occupied- getting into ridiculous shenanigans. There wasn’t a day you were bored of one another’s company, even when you both had nothing to do. It was always a good time. And today was any different.

Tapping down the blanket against stile of the chair and now the moment of truth. Removing your hands and...

It didn’t move. It stayed.

“Finally!” throwing your arms up in triumph. Behind you, Mothman watched your mini victory pose. Unsure what you were doing with your arms in the air he mimicked your gesture.

“Alright, just a few more things.” Walking back to the heap on the ground, pushing and gathering all of it into the fort to do some final touch-ups. Leaving Mothman to awkwardly put his arms down as you disappeared inside.

Decorating and organizing the interior of the fort, striving to make it as pleasant and comfy as possible. Knowing that Mothman probably hasn't experienced this before. You wanted this to be perfect. Well as perfect as you could, given that you already used tape.

Amid you’re scrambling, a curious and impatient Mothman wanted a quick glimpse, to get a clue to what you were doing. He figured it was shelter, but why make another within your home.

As quiet as he could, he tried to lower himself onto all fours - to sneakily get a peek inside. Unfortunately, due to his large stature mixed with the old floorboard, you were alerted of him snooping by the sound of squeaky floorboards.

“Not yet." You said, popping, catching him off guard, in the act.

Surprised he just looked down, pretending he was looking at something interesting. Squinting your eyes, you went back inside.

Once you were back inside, he was back to his antics, and once more you heard his attempt. "Not yet" you reminded, poking out once more before going back in.

Of course, that didn't stop. He tried his hand again and you knew him too well, you were quick to scold him from inside without having to peer out.

Startled, his antennas and the fur on his body puffed out. How do you see him? Looking around to see if you were behind him or somewhere else in the room. Are you still in there? A valid reason for him to look inside now, he chirped eagerly. “Nice, try. I’m still in here and you can’t come in yet,” you announced.

Defeated, he deflated and resigned himself to sitting on the floor picking at the rug. Fortunately, he didn't have too long.

"Okay, you can come in" you called out.

You were content with the work you did both inside and out; well mostly inside. A couple of plush blankets laid on the ground with pillows lined against the walls of the interior and little something extra strung around. But there was still a good amount of space, that even Mothman could probably fit inside. Reaching for the electric lantern, to illuminate the area. You heard shuffling behind you- figuring it was the Cryptid making himself comfortable.

Lantern in hand you turned right around, the light flicking on, and was greeted with misjudgment.

Guess not you thought.

Seated smack dab in the middle, Mothman had unceremoniously become a support beam for the structure. His head pitching up the sinking portion of the blanket up. Clearly, this wasn’t large enough.

"I thought this would be big enough." You huffed to yourself.

You felt positive this was big enough, thinking to yourself - trying to see how you could fix this. Whereas Mothman just did his own thing and took matters into his own hands.

"Maybe if you-“You trailed off, watching him crawl further inside before rolling onto his back, laying his head against a pillow you set near the walls of the fort - stretching his legs across the entire interior and his feet simply hanging out from the entrance. “Or that. That's fine too."

Inching closer to him, you noted his pleasant demeanor, his chest rising steadily as he breathed in deeply, his fur ruffling up and flattening back as he exhaled. His limbs going completely slack, his muscles loosened. He was completely at ease.

“Comfy?” you teased.

He chirped in response.

"Well, I'm about to up the ante," you crawled over across his torso, reaching for a switch just near him.

"1,2,3" with a click, the interior light up with a soft warm golden glow of fairy lights strewn about all over. Though it may be cheap lighting, its beautifully sparkling bulbs filled the area with a warm, cozy atmosphere as well giving you a sense of awe just as it did for Mothman.

"Do you like it?" You asked.

Sitting up with wide eyes, Mothman gazed on with the utmost sense of wonder, transfixed on the lights and nothing else. As if he was in a world of his own. This wasn’t anything new, honestly, this was one of the first things you noticed when you first met him. And you’ve seen his habit time and time again. But you could never grow tired of it. It was quite adorable.

"I’m assuming so.” You chuckled.

Your laugh snaked its way into his enraptured mind, knocking him out of his trance. He stared at you, nearly forgetting you were there. As luminous and beautiful as the light was, there was something missing.

It didn't take long for you to catch Mothman's sudden change in behavior-still as statue and eyes locked on you.

"Mothman?"

Without giving you a chance to ask, he moved toward you, lifting you from your spot like some common house cat with ease; body slack and no resistance. He placed you right in his lap, before laying back with you laying on top of him-your back against his chest.

This was a surprise but not an unwelcome one. You shifted into a more comfortable position, Flipping over onto your stomach, propping your head up with one hand while the other lightly stroke at his chest- you peered down at him. "Better?"

Mothman sunk further in his spot, completely in bliss, and if that wasn't proof enough Mothman purred even louder in pure content. Now it was perfect. Wrapping his arms around you, hugging you closer to him-making you rest your head on him. You smiled, digging your head further into his plush chest.

He finally realized what you made, it was a nest for the both of you. Thats why you were so eager to make this. He couldn't wait to put this fort to good use. But seeing how hard you work on this, he could only guess how tired you were after put this together. So he'll let you rest.

The strong vibration from his purring perforated through your body. Whatever tension or stress you had melted away. It was enough to slowly lull into a nice slumber.

Well there go your movie plans in here. But that was okay because this was better.

Together you both laid there in silence. The beat of his heart keeping in rhythm with yours along with the ambiance of the city outside your home. The feeling of his chest rising and falling with you. Sheltered under a flimsy but cushiony fort. You eventually succumbing to sleep while Mothman stayed up to keep watch - enjoying whatever time he had left with you till heading out before dawn. Until the next night, when you could see each other again. So for now, you both held each other in each other's arms on this soft summer night.

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A/N: Thanks for Reading!! <3

#mothman #cryptids #mothman x reader #Mothman x reader insert #Mothman imagine #Mothman fic #exophilia #monster #creature #monster romance #monster lover #tw monsterfucking #monster fucker #monster fic #monster x human #Mothman x human #tetraphilia

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captnjacksparrow · 3 years

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Why did Sasuke have sex with Sakura if he did not like her? He did horrible things to her and yet he made a baby with her so it means that he finds Sakura attractive. He is not that type of guy who would put his d just like that and I do not believe that he did not know about protection so he wanted a baby with Sakura.

To that Anon..... Who once asked me who is hornier, NaruHina or SasuSaku???.... And I told you my answer.... And if you are reading my post today... This ask is the literal proof for you!!!! Look at the proof of their Love....

God!!! I'm really uncomfortable talking about sex in an ask. Anyways, this will be my last time...

Disclaimer: The Word ‘Sex’ is used many times in this post. If you feel uncomfortable, please don’t read it.

Reasonable Answer:

The Studio forced Sasuke to do 'the thing'. That's all.

Prediction Based Answer:

Why do you think 'Having Sex' must always be related to attractiveness and romance????

Your question makes me doubt your Media Observing experience. I mean, maybe you are a 12 year old kid who never watched modern Movies other than Disney Stuffs....

Do you really think every sexual experience that everyone had so far was romantic????

Have you heard about 'One Night Stand'???? Or 'Casual Sex'??? Both of them were done just for experimenting... I mean horny teenagers get hormonal rage and they just do it and then forget about it. I'm sure you must have watched it in many Hollywood Movies. Popular Movie Example.... Iron Man... Tony Stark had wild sex with Christine Everhart for one-night but he never loved her or even remember that thing.

He is not that type of guy who would put his d just like that

Since you yourself had admitted that Sasuke is not that type of Guy... Surprisingly, I also agree with you on this, Anon.... So, can we safely eliminate One Night Stand and Casual Sex out of the possibilities?????

With that being said.....

There is something called 'Obligatory Sex'.... Like Back in those days, Kings cannot marry the girl they really loved. Because of Social Status. So, they marry a socially sound girl and make them into a Queen. Their purpose is solely for making Prince and Princess. They really won't share the same bed chambers because the King don't really love the Queen. But most of the Kings take their loved girl as their Beloved Concubine with whom they can share their true love in an honest way... Go and watch Historical Chinese and Korean Drama.... They are full of these themes. Or watch Game of Thrones Season 1... The King, when he was trying to have sex with the Queen, he whispers his Beloved Girl’s name.... That irritated the queen... So the Queen went behind King’s back and had sex with her Br.... Sorry, some person and ended up having 3 kids.... What’s more?, She passed all those 3 kids as the King’s Children. The sex portrayed in this series are mostly either abusive, non-consensual... if it is romantic, it always ended up in a Tragedy, if it is an One-Timer, one of the partner will dump the other in the end..... or if it doesn't belong to any of the above, then it must be the sex that happens in Brothel House.

And there is something called 'Give and Take' Sex... Like having sex for one time, just as a favour. There is this Oscar Award Winning movie called 'Forrest Gump'... in which Tom Hanks mother have a one-time sex with a School Principal... Just for making her disabled kid to get admitted in his School.

And there is something called ‘Societal Pressure’ Sex... In Patriarchal Societies, such as mine, most of the marriages are Arranged Ones. So, Couple’s don’t really love each other in the beginning and they were forced to marry. And it’s this girl’s responsibility to bore a Baby within 10 months, otherwise, the Mother-In-Law or her Neighbours will pester that newly married girl.. .. And finally they consummate the marriage just for satiating her ‘New Found’ Family. Because Infertility thing will not be tolerated. This is how my Grandmom had her 5 kids... that is, without loving the Man she married. To this day, she still resents my Grandfather because she hates him for personal reasons. This is very common from where I come from.

And finally.... ‘Brokeback Mountain’ Sex.... Rather than me explaining it...You must watch this Oscar Award Winning movie. Oh, By the Way.... This movie was directed by Ang Lee from China... A place where homosexual contents in contemporary media were strictly banned and censored by their Government but they are the best in producing successful and soulful Shounen Ai novels...

He did horrible things to her

He never did anything horrible apart from rejecting her love advance... If she stayed quiet and remained non-horny in Chapter 693, he wouldn’t have put her in that Genjutsu.

So, Stop making Sasuke as this monster just to portray your Kween as a Victim. She is the harasser in SS.

I have given 2 Oscar Award Winning movies, 1 Most Emmy Award Winning TV series, Culturally similar TV series from China and Korea, 1 Blockbuster movie which gave rise to a Biggest Billion Dollar Franchise called MCU, Real Life Experience..... And yet here you are living in your la-la-land thinking that every Sex is based on Romance. Sasuke might have ‘did the deed’ based on any of the above... If he did as you said, that is, having Sex out of Attractiveness, he wouldn’t have abandoned her and Sarada for 12 years, he wouldn’t have asked her, “What are you doing here?” on seeing her face after a decade, he wouldn’t have refused to Kiss her.... The very natural response after seeing your beloved person is to Hug.... or atleast have a Brimming Smile. Sasuke did neither.

Please come to the real world instead of staying in your Colourful Disney World, Anon.

#anti sakura #antisakura

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haikyuu-boys-headcanons · 3 years

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𝙷𝙰𝙸𝙺𝚈𝚄𝚄 𝙱𝙾𝚈𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈 𝚂𝙸𝙼𝚂;

quick note;

hi hi hi!! it’s been a while guys! posting some drafts i wrote when i was taking a break <3 this is just how the boys play sims :)

𝙳𝙰𝙸𝙲𝙷𝙸 » plays very... responsibility?? no cheats, (he has no idea how to use them) literally gives them no time for hobbies, he’s focused on their needs to even consider hobbies + he stresses about the bills

𝚂𝚄𝙶𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙰 » spends plenty of time downloading cc and customizing his sims to perfection. even spends hours on end just creating perfect little houses. goes through the 5 stages of grief after one of his sims die

𝙰𝚂𝙰𝙷𝙸 » two words; pure panic. he has so many needs to look after! and has anyone fed the dog?? and has anyone paid the bills for the water?? why is there suddenly a fire every two seconds?!?! deletes the game after an hour of pure stress

𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙺𝙰 » downloads whicked-whims out of curiosity. regrets it almost immediately, so he tried to take it out of his game and somehow, he took out the wrong files and now all of his sims only have one leg and green skin

𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙰 » pulls the tiddy bar in CAS all the way up and you can’t convince me otherwise. besides making super hot girls in CAS, noya just fucks around with all the weird debugs and settings + desperately tries to look under the blankets during woohoo

𝙺𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚈𝙰𝙼𝙰 » gets so unbelievably frustrated at his sims, to the point where he just starts yelling at them. “didn’t i just feed you, tanisha? don’t be greedy, YOU GET WHAT YOUR GIVEN!” in some ways, i feel so sorry for his sims

𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙰 » surprisingly, very invested in the game! he’s become a master of all cheats and truly enjoys the mechanical aspect of the game. he even has all the expansion packs and everything!

𝚃𝚂𝚄𝙺𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙼𝙰 » despises the game. he thinks it’s some sort of sadistic fuel for people with god complexes. refuses to play until you mention you can drown people in the game. who’s the real sadist here, kei?

𝚈𝙰𝙼𝙰𝙶𝚄𝙲𝙷𝙸 » downloads so many mods and cc until his laptop is literally about to explode. likes to explore the hidden secrets of the game (plant-sims, rabbit holes, ect...)

𝙾𝙸𝙺𝙰𝚆𝙰 » makes a mini-sim version of himself and uses cheats throughout the entire game. no one is going to ruin a mini pixel fantasy of himself, not even the cheap ass grill that manages to set everyone on fire every two seconds

𝙸𝚆𝙰𝚉𝚄𝙼𝙸 » religiously does not believe in cheats. he would casually brag to everyone that he managed to finish 3 aspirations on one sim with no cheats but disregards the fact that all his sims are broke and starving 90% of the time

𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃𝚂𝚄𝙽 » non-committal to all of his households. starts a new one every hour and gets bored of it within the first 5 minutes. he lowkey feels bad for the sims that he’s abandoned and checks up on them once in a while so he won’t feel guilty for leaving them

𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙸 » “so... how do you win?” “you can’t really win, it’s a-” “then WHY ARE WE PLAYING??” the whole concept confuses him, he just ends up speeding up time the entire game until suddenly all his sims are dead. he has the audacity to be shocked

𝙺𝚄𝙽𝙸𝙼𝙸 » the type to get the “cats & dogs” pack and only focus on the animal. like he’ll forget to feed his sim but gets a panic attack every time he can’t find his cat

𝙺𝚈𝙾𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙸 » no.

𝙺𝚄𝚁𝙾𝙾 » success is his main priority in this game. he’ll make his sims as rich as possible and even make his sims work endless hours using the “no sleep” mod! also won’t let them take showers or eat until their work is done! it’s a little worrying!!

𝙺𝙴𝙽𝙼𝙰 » tries to finish the 100 baby challenge like 10 times but always fails miserably. even uses cheats and still manages to fuck up?? calls the game a waste of money on reddit and starts a hate page

𝙻𝙴𝚅 » tries to always create the most picture-perfect white-picket fence family but something always manages to get in the way. whether it be an unaccounted grill fire or the baby getting taken away, he always ends up on the verge of crying and starting a new save

𝙱𝙾𝙺𝚄𝚃𝙾 » always wants the biggest and most expansive family there is. would get mccommand center just so he could fit his family of 47 into one 20 x 20 lot. not to mention, he always has like 8 other apps running in the background so unsurprisingly, he has alot of random burns from his explosive laptop

𝙰𝙺𝙰𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙸 » the most perfect way you could play the sims, probably the way the creators intended. goes from rags to riches using no cheats, no sudden deaths and no negative moodlets. hmm... a little too perfectly played, wouldn’t you say?

𝙺𝙾𝙽𝙾𝙷𝙰 » refuses to play because of the conspiracies he read about on reddit. he genuinely thinks the sims is just a warning from the government that we’re all in a simulation and that there’s reptiles controlling all of us until we all jus- you know what, no more reddit for you konaha

𝚄𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙹𝙸𝙼𝙰 » total dumbass. wouldn’t be surprised if all of his sims just died as soon as he loaded up the game. wouldn’t even bother with cc or cas, he would just play either with the premade sims or just randomize everything.

𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙾𝚄 » utter chaos. primarily drug mods, constantly developing and making bank from his drug businesses. would have half his sims take an entire bottle of MDMA and then wonder why they died?? like yes tendou, sims (just like you!) can overdose!! shocker, isn’t it?

𝚂𝙴𝙼𝙸 » strives on his house-building and designing skills. like this mf can speed-build mansions but he can’t figure out how to download cc. doesn’t even actually play the sims, just designs houses and then dips

𝙶𝙾𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙺𝙸 » very attentive to their needs bar. like the second his sim’s bladder bar goes down, he’s rage-clicking on the toilet + “hurry sylvia, piss! i don’t want a repeat of last time!!”

𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚄𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙼𝙰 » downloads the hoe-it up mod as a joke and then continues to become very invested in his strips clubs! the downtown fountain club isn’t doing too well? it’s okay, he’ll just make jessica do 30 lap dances until she gets her 1 minute break to eat, piss, shower and sleep!

𝚂𝙰𝙺𝚄𝚂𝙰 » takes the game a little uh... too seriously? will literally get out pen and paper to calculate his expenses, taxes and his water bill. + “no margret, you can’t shower today because then we won’t have enough money to pay the electric bill” poor margret.

𝙾𝚂𝙰𝙼𝚄 » finds out what cc is, spends 3 days just downloading cc and then continues to play non-stop for a whole week. then, he won’t touch the game for another 6 months until he remembers about it again. rise and repeat, like a true simmer

𝙰𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙼𝚄 » loves making drama! he’ll create marriages just to destroy them, make all the spouses cheat on each other and then kidnap their children for ransom until the parents go crazy and kill themselves. a true menace to society

𝚂𝚄𝙽𝙰 » would burn down his house making grilled cheese and would never play again

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starshipsofstarlord · 3 years

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Smooth as the nine realms

loki laufeyson x reader / masterlist

summary; the midguardian lifestyle is strange, but there is an aspect of it that loki is definitely not accustomed to, and he’s conflicted about whether he likes it or not / warnings; smut, talk about pubic hair, or lack of, oral sex (female receiving)

kicking off your leggings, you abolished them to the other side of the room, straddling loki as he abandoned his book, caring not that the pair of you were in the middle of the common room, nor the fact that he had lost his page. it had been a few months since loki had been forced to join the avengers on their next quest, thor had practically dragged him towards the bifrost.

but now, he didn’t mind earth so much. sometimes it could be quiet, that was when all members of the team were away on missions, and thor allowed him to be by himself. this though, the way you, an average, world protecting midguardian straddled him, after stripping out of your top and bra, in the middle of a public sector of the domain, was something that he sure as valhalla had no mind about.

in fact, he rather enjoyed the way that your hands roughed down the points of his shoulders, and trailed down his biceps, that were underrated, especially in comparison to his brother’s. the two of you had been playing a game since he attacked the planet, it was a chase of cat and mouse.

at first, he had envisioned you to be the mouse, but you no longer seemed meek and small any longer. instead, you were the feline that was cosying herself upon the perch of his royal lap, descending her grounding hips over the throne of his pelvis.

“what is it trickster, cat got your tongue?” you seemed rather confident with the way that his eyes remained glue to your mound, he realised that must have been quite a complimentary action for a mortal man to show to his partner.

to be truthful, it felt as though all speech was parched from his mouth, he had knowingly waited for this instance where you would deliberately rut yourself against him; like heimdall, he had a vision of the future delved in the reverse side of his eyes, though, his reaction was the most unexpected thing that he could had intended to paraphrase.

he trailed his hand over your mound, through the fabric of underwear, watching mercilessly as you bucked into his hand. midguardians were something else, they weren’t as sensual as others he had been with concerning their sexuality, in fact, as it appeared, some were desperate.

you were rutting in his grip, though he applied a stern hold unto them, forcing you to stop your ravenous movements, and pose stilly for the god beneath you. he gently, which was a surprise to you with how tender and kind his eyes had become, laid you down on the couch that stark has paid a pretty penny for, exchanging your positions so that you were the one under his demeanour.

“do something.” you eagerly insisted, lacing your mortal fingers through his midnight locks, tugging gently at his dark roots. a glassy encasement covered his eyes as he stared up at you, it was a mess to place the expression that was carried within them, gods were difficult, that much was clear. though, you weren’t seeking anything particularly intimate with the company of one, this had been inevitable though.

it had been like a kettle brewing, screeching like an applause when the pair of you had finally gotten to the point of no return. this was it, there were no divine interventions or avenging interruptions to discard this moment, instead you and loki were thrown this coin toss, given your desires in the aura of a wish fountain.

“humans.” his voice prowled, making bumps appear on your skin, as he blew a swift succession of cold air across your stomach, it sending a blizzard of coolness up the paving of your chest, making your nipples undeniably hard, their stiff peaks that beaded under his breath were almost painful as they stood obediently to attention. “always so demanding, why can’t your kind beg for a change, i know that would appease my hunger?”

“oh loki, please.” your tone was severely monotone, and caused the mischievous lord to roll his gemstone eyes, rendering their spheric pupils to glare in amusedly at you, though, he tugged your panties down, the sight leaving him breathless. he was enraptured with the sight, perplexed by it as his emerald eyes stared up at you for an explanation. though, you were not sure what he was expecting from you.

his throat dry, as for once, he was not able to comprehend the situation. his silver tongue had gotten lost, obstructed as he grew distracted by the visual that he was receiving. it was a cunt, he knew that much, but there was someone uniquely different about it, he’d assume it was scalped if her were to make verbal predictions. “what is this?”

“my attempts at deflating your ego. i am not going to beg for you to do something to me, i can easily find someone else.” you rested your head back, digging the crown of it further into the end of the couch, as you parted your legs a little further to resend an invitation for him to proceed.

“not that...” loki revealed, paving his icy hands up the roads of your thighs, letting his forefinger brush over your pubic mound, it was like the bifrost, a smooth pathing to a transportation of depth, one that he wished to investigate, though he was still stricken by the eventing shock that pulsed within his golden veins. he had always been a curious child, and he remained to be as keen to know all now, at centuries upon centuries old.

“have you never seen a vagina before?” you huffed, wanting him to do nothing more than devour your cunt, stabbing you with his vigilant tongue so that he could curl crude and priceless sounds out of your mouth. if anyone knew that you were about to participate in intercourse with the destructive, slippery handed body, they would surely judge you.

but they didn’t, and even if that were not the case, you wouldn’t care. your mind was far too preoccupied with the growing inclination to jump the god’s elegantly crafted bones, bury for now you, remained still, allowing him to assert his comfort within the situation. “what’s wrong?” this time, he answered you, looking almost like a dear kitten that was plodding through the bustling streets, seeking out attention from a kind citizen, having hopes to be taken to a home, and fed well.

“why-,” he cleared his throat, he never came across as this nervous to anyone, it was as though he feared what you may think of him if he were to speak his mind. “why don’t you have hair- here?” he stroked the pad of his thumb over the flat and bare crest, finding it to be one of the most peculiar things regarding humans that he had ever witnessed.

“because i shave.” it was a simple answer, whilst all while being not as direct as the god was hoping for. “it’s kinda a thing down here, some people let it grow out, others don’t. it’s whatever picks their fancy, and a lot of people, like me, shave so intimate partners don’t get grossed out. some guys are dicks and hate everything that is natural.”

“well i’d still be reaped with great, reprised regret, if i were to reform the idea of giving you satisfaction if you were to have a natural slate sheathing around your sweet cunt.” he inhaled, making your muscles wither with succumbed arousal. the god could smell your distinct scent of attraction towards him, and he was visually compelled by the aroma that invaded his senses.

loki, without warning, placed his palm over your clean shaven mound, holding you down as his tongue worked against your tender flesh, stroking it as though he bore a hand of intricacy, sketching out every detail of your skin, plucking the outer labia into the hatch of his often deceiving mouth. he had to admit, in his mind of course, he liked the access that he was granted by this strange human lifestyle.

the idea of pubic hair was one of parts of a woman’s body that usually fuelled the immortal man, however if you didn’t want to bear its follicles on your skin, then that was to it choice. he wouldn’t judge you for it, although he happened to judge midguardians on everything. you were different from the others though, despite sometimes bickering, and making stabbing jokes towards one another, he rather enjoyed your presence.

with you nearby, he finally felt seen. he was not only the immortal that had prided himself with almost crushing an entire mortal city, no. you saw through that, understanding that he was definitely not in his own mindset, he had been controlled. it was never in his plans to venture to midguard, even if it was to cause a ruckus. but now with you, he never wanted to leave.

despite your optimal obligations regarding the team, and villains much like himself, he felt accepted. thor too appreciated him, but that was far different, there had always been a means of competition between the brother, with you, that regard was not present. he could be himself, and appreciate your side silhouette, and demand the agents that passed by with wandering eyes with threats if they did not continue walking.

now that he thought about that, as he engorged on the taste of your cunt, sliding a prying finger through the door of your entrance, fumbling your clit with his bewitched thumb, he realised something. a great surprise to himself. he indeed cared about you, but far more than he had ever anticipated to. his fingers slowed as he became mesmerised with every small noise that projected from your mouth, wanting to drag this instance out for as long as possible.

not only did his self realisation show him that he found some calm in your lasting presence, but he had feelings. usually he blocked off such things, but the heavenly expression that illustrated itself upon your face had him inwardly swooning. he felt you comb your fingers through his locks, and he hummed. he wanted this moment to last forever, in it, he was not a god, nor an infamous trickster.

he was just a man swarming with irregular emotions towards a woman, a being of optimistic resort; if things were as simple, or if he understood as well, he’d ask to take you for dinner. but he didn’t know where to start with that, not only did he have a lack of wisdom when it came to human restaurants, but he had no clue as to how you would respond. he didn’t even think that you saw him as a suitor, he was simply a deliverer of teasing and now pleasure.

“fuck loki.” the mortal swear sounded like a spell, making his body overbear itself with a proud sensation as he pushed you over the edge, removing his fingers only for you to bring them to your own mouth and clean them off. “holy shit, that was so good. maybe i should have started with gods years ago.”

inherently the mischief source growled, his mind instantly going over to the idea of you choosing his brother; everyone did, they had a strong preference. from his family to his old friends, they all liked thor more, and that was how his resentment towards his brother had originally stemmed. he felt like an outcast, and from that reminded alone, conjoined with your interest towards his brother, he felt his eyes grow glassy.

“go to him. i’m sure thor would appreciate your partnership.” yes, he was acting like a sulking toddler, and it had your brow bone raising as you took in his words. it was his clap back response, and you grasped him, stopping him from leaning the room. you felt slightly vulnerable, being in the nude after such a small lash, but you knew something was bothering loki, and it was clear to what that was.

“i do not want your brother loki, nor any other god.” your voice bit back a strain to its tone, as you stared at the man, standing in your birthday suit before him. your hands splayed on his chest, feeling his heart through his attire viscosity beating. “there is no need to be jealous, it feels like we’ve playing this game for so long, and i intend for it to be over. i will be the first to admit it, i want you, all of you. from the dark corners to the hopeful light in your eyes.”

loki was astounded, nobody had ever been so straight forward with him. despite being the god of mischief, the half of the time it was him whom was the victim of lies. “you don’t mean that.” his hands lightly traced every dip in your hips as he searched your expression for certainty. “nobody wants me, i am the monster that had tales spread to fear the children of my people of a night. there is nowhere i belong, nor anybody whom i belong with.”

“that may be your mindset, or the one that you are speaking, but you are lying to yourself. i do want you loki odinson, please accept that.” he gulped, nobody had ever had he guts to tell him how it was, and here you were, simply speaking your mind before him. it was an admirable feature, something that he deemed to be a favourable quality. “now i think i’m gonna get dressed and head to my room, i am feeling a bit cold. come find me when you feel like admitting the truth to yourself, i’ll be waiting.”

as you went to turn, loki grasped your elbow, hushing your questions with his mouth, as he clutched your cheeks, passionately endorsing you in a meaningful kiss. he walked you backwards, until the pair of you once again fell onto the furniture. “you don’t have to wait y/n, because i do not want to.” he ushered pecks down your neck, as you grew warm from the disappearance of his usual cockiness, it being replaced with true confidence, that served as a show for no one, and instead was his own admittance to all.

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