is any fandom REALLY complete without one of these...

Between PS5 and PC, I probably have close to 500 hours in RE4 Remake, and I platinumed it on PS5 because I pretend the game is good. The truth is that it's a complete and utter betrayal 6/10 at best and is emblematic of everything wrong with modern game design. Capcom wasn't even trying to make a good game. Never EVER do this to someone.

shooting gallery sucks btw

Homesickness : a BitB comic (careful! Heavily implied spoilers)

Spoilers ahead and in the tags.

What’s up my brain’s consumed by these guys, this comic was inspired by the numerous headcanons Ive seen around about Rolan’s time away from Galloway, and how the hivemind would.. keep in touch. Huge inspiration from @/willotstreet’s post about Rolans alcoholism

Hi Kois! 👋

I am back from my brief hiatus and you'll find there are no more Koimonogatari posts on this blog.

Without going into much detail, there were a few members of the fandom who repeatedly intruded on my blog despite my requests for them to stop. Tumblr's privacy mechanisms were not enough to stop them from accessing my blog, and it got to a point where any notifications and asks were causing me intense anxiety.

For this reason, I moved all of my Koimonogatari posts to a side blog that I will now dedicate all of my Koi posts. Unfortunately, because of the above reasons, I have disabled anonymous asks and replies on my posts on my new blog. This decision really gutted me because some of the funnest moments I had with the Koimmunity was through anon interactions and replies, but because of Tumblr's limited privacy settings, this was the only way I could think of to feel comfortable engaging with the Koimmunity again.

I hope to get to a point where I'm comfortable enough opening anon asks again on this blog, so I can still interact with the Koimmunity on a more casual level, but alas, it is the end of an [counts on fingers] 8-year era! I'm grateful to all the Kois who made these last few years stress-free and a pleasure to make content for. I'm sad that I won't be the arms-open auntie/overly friendly uncle to the fandom I was before, but there are plenty of Koi fans picking up after my slack!

You'll find my past and future Koimonogatari posts at:

Kazutaka's Pinch

I need to answer @bigshitautos asks...

Reading a fic which I think is plagiarizing another fic

G'day dear internet people! This is sort of a shot in the dark, but I was wondering: Is there perhaps anyone here who has a spare invitation to Ao3?

I recently left my first-ever comment (yay!) on a really good fic. Crazy good. So good in fact, it hadn't left my mind for several moths. Amongst other things, I wrote that if the author ever decided to continue the hitherto unfinished storyline, I'd finally get around to making an account. Well, guess what happened? Guess who answered? Guess who might be getting an update in the end of September????

And then, guess what I found out about the signing-up process? Yea.

Of course, I'm already in the queue, but if it's possible I'd really like to expedite the process. I want to message the author and show them my new shiny account. So yea, if you're a person reading this in search of a way to rid yourself of old invites, congratulations! You found it!

And, if you don't have anything but still read this far, have a lovely day <3

"mike needs to be queer or else he's the only one without a reason for his 'outsider' status" um guys. he literally has a weird birthmark...

First posted piece of 2024 featuring Ghazan’s older sister Haya, take 2!!

40 for the saeblings perhap?

40 mirror - saeblings! or; fey stretches a prompt by a Lot but it's fine

Dirhaval is thirteen, and Saelinriel is one and a half when it happens the first time.

She's been toddling through the house as she is wont to do, their parents keeping a watchful eye on her from the kitchen – when Andreth and Enerdhil start shrieking at each other. 

He’s not quite sure what started the argument, but those two have been at each other’s throats since they’ve been able to talk, and he only hopes that Saelinriel and Adanel aren’t as argumentative when they get older.

As if summoned by the thought of her name, Saelinriel comes wobbling into view in the playroom before coming to a shaky stop before him.

She seems to take a moment to collect herself before she tugs on his pant leg before lifting her arms – the most imperious look on her face that he nearly bursts out laughing – and he picks her up.

The imperious expression hasn’t gone away and she looks like a queen surveying the carnage of the playroom that Enerdhil and Andreth left in their wake as if it were a battlefield, as the two are in the center of the playroom, yelling still.

Dirhaval winces. 

Then he turns to Saelinriel, shaking his head. 

“You better not be like this,” he warns playfully, and her eyes go wide as if offended by the very thought. “Good.”

Enerdhil snatches something from Andreth’s fingers with a triumphant cry, and a stormy look crosses her face before she lets out an ear-splitting shriek and tries to yank it back.

At this point, their parents come into the room and try to calm the situation, but Dirhaval thinks that will take ages.

He sighs.

Saelinriel looks at him, her eyebrows and mouth quivering and for a moment he thinks she might start crying. 

Oh Valar please no.

It seems his worries are in vain – instead she puts her little arms on top of each other, and lets out the most utterly defeated, bone-weary sigh that he's ever heard.

When he turns from their siblings to her, she does it again, and again, and each time his self-control crumbles a little bit more until he's laughing until he can barely breathe.

"Nana!" Dirhaval manages between gales of laughter, and their mother turns. That at least surprises Andreth and Enerdhil out of their spat, and the house is - for once - mostly quiet.

(Mostly, because Adanel is plinking away on the music-toy their grandparents brought her for her birthday, completely unconcerned.)

"Look at this," he says, shifting a little to adjust Saelinriel's weight and keep from dropping her. He looks back at her. "Go on, do it again."

She blinks at him, as if to say: I have no idea what you're talking about. 

He frowns. "Seriously, alpheg?" 

Then he gets an idea. 

He turns away from his baby sister completely, and sighs, shaking his head. A few moments pass, but then she does it again, and it has the intended effect.

“She sounds like Daerada!” Enerdhil manages through giggles and Andreth can barely speak through laughing so hard. Even their parents are laughing, but eventually things calm down, leaving happy silence. 

At that point, their mother holds out her arms, and Dirhaval passes the baby back – sighing again as if she were displeased – and this only sets the children off again, all woes and arguments forgotten.

aiyuu nation losing frrrrr

Where can we learn more about Sachipa?

( It’s not much and its pretty much only DBZ AU but here. if it wasn’t already read. I can’t say I have much more just bc I’m still trying to figure out his entire shtick bc this was all just a mishmash of me playing through the story of xenoverse 2 and I had the funny idea to try and bring my OC, Gabriel Na’ashdoitsoh into it. )

( He was originally just a fandomless oc I made up back in 2012 and I just kept dabbling with him without really committing to his story or anything. But upon looking at a painting in my home, i got inspired to make him a personification of the universe with his dust manipulation abilities. *mary sue cringe fanfare* )

( I never got much further than that bc idk what story to give him but he’s been hanging around at the edges till I just decided to try and do some dbz au bc xenoverse was easy to work into and I thought him being a Saiyan would be funny and sad bc of how his personality is to avoid fights up till he can’t afford to anymore. Granted, he doesn’t have nearly as much power in that way as he does being the Universe in creation and destruction. )

I must say the number of people accidentally copying my tags has jumped by a loT

It's Either a bunch of new people or people who have the phone? I think it was a phone where the problem was a lot more prevalent?

Either way F

⧼   A tired, familiar countenance too much like someone long gone for you to feel comfortable with your reflection even in a broken mirror ( there’s something unnatural about being born together but dying apart ); crafting thrills and distractions to escape the burning weight of a life lived alone ( you’re no stranger to a one night stand — in love with every stranger, the stranger the better ); finding a familiar rage when you finally ride a broomstick again, but allowing the sharp breath of cold air to calm your angry, hurting heart until you taste something akin to the innocence of youth — it’s not a reprieve from all this pain, but it almost makes you feel whole again. Almost. ⧽  

━━   hey, isn’t that GEORGE WEASLEY? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the twenty-eight year old pure-blood WIZARD is a GRYFFINDOR alumnus who has gone on to be the PROPRIETOR of WEASLEYS’ WIZARDING WHEEZES. i’ve heard they can be quite imaginative & convivial, but i don’t know... they came off very avoidant & erratic in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isn’t it?

*OOC.

Hiya, everyone! I’m Daisy and I’m so excited to be back at noxtms to write with everyone! I wrote for him a little while back and sadly had to leave, but I’ve been itching to play the sweet, silly human disaster™ that is my baby boy. It has, of course, been a bit — so please bear with me as I find my bearings once again <333

Below is a long bit of info about my George. Wanted connections can be found here and they’ll be updated as play progresses! Also, explanations for any updates / changes to George’s bio can be found in the tags, if not near the change itself. Please feel free to dm me here or on discord ( debaucherie#6347 ) if you’d like to plot !!

[ trigger warnings for death, alcohol & substance abuse, mental health topics, mentions of death ]

*AFTER THE WAR.

George was born a set of two, one half of the same whole, the punch line to his brother’s set-ups. It’s been six years since he felt that sense of belonging, and now truly does not know how he fits in, or even makes sense, in a world that sees him suddenly alone. George is broken, mentally, emotionally, and physically, and has spent the past few years trying to convince himself, his family, and his friends that he’s not. He comes close to mending himself — usually after an extended visit back home, or a particularly insightful conversation with a sibling — but never quite gets there, forever slipping back into a place of hollow vacancy.

In a certain light, he’s closer to his family now than he was prior to Fred’s death. It’s not that he visits home much more than before, but I’d like to think it’s partially due to his siblings dropping by the shop somewhat unexpectedly / unannounced to check in on him. George himself feels a sharp pain of responsibility in checking in on his parents more regularly, if only to show them that he’s okay and can still make them laugh ( though I imagine the visits become occasionally...tense. ) Ron and Ginny are probably the only ones who know the extent of his suffering, because they’re in the same boat — they’ve lost a brother and a friend, and there’s a shared trauma in those losses that unites them all. That being said, George is convinced no one quite knows what he’s going through; he and Fred were forcibly ripped apart, and now half of him is dead and gone.

Where he once was easy smiles and eager grins, clever quips and cheeky one-liners, he’s become something of a great pretender at those trademark features. He’ll put on the show for customers, lovers, and friends, but hopes beyond hope that he never gets that pitying look he dreads so much — it always comes after the recognition that his face is a mirror of the one who didn’t make it, and is occasionally met by George’s oft-swallowed anger. He’s not quick to reach a point of public rage — genuinely, he tries to reserve it for when he’s alone and can take the edge off with a stiff drink or a ride on his broomstick, but that only results in him secluding himself from his family and friends even more.

Despite the broken, pained state he’s in now, George has found a heart for charity; he’s a big donator to St. Mungo’s and will even go and participate in joke and puppet shows for children, even though it hurts his heart a little anytime he sees twins. He has no tolerance for blood purist bigotry, and is growing increasingly worried over the rumors regarding a new threat — haven’t they all suffered enough?

*BASICS.

FULL NAME:  George Weasley. ( there isn’t a canon middle name for either twin and this vexes me so !! ) // ( tbqh if it were up to me, his would be Fabian and Fred’s would be Gideon! ) NICKNAME(S):  Saint George, Georgie — both are used by family and the closest of friends only, with the former relating to his ‘holey’ ear.  GENDER IDENTITY: Cisgender male. DATE OF BIRTH / AGE: April 1st, 1994 / 28. BIRTHPLACE:  Ottery St. Catchpole, Devon, England. CURRENT PLACE OF DWELLING:  The flat above Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes ( 93 Diagon Alley ) SEXUAL ORIENTATION:  pansexual panromantic, open to polyamorous relationships

*LIFE.

OCCUPATION:  Entrepreneur, Inventor, and co-Proprietor of Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes. EDUCATION: Homeschooled from age five to eleven; attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry from ages 11 to 18, but dropped out before the end of his 7th year. SOCIOECONOMIC LEVEL ( GROWING UP ): lower middle class. SOCIOECONOMIC LEVEL ( CURRENTLY ): upper class. RELIGION: atheist.

*MAGICAL.

BLOOD TYPE:  pure blood. WAND TYPE:  13.5″ maple, dragon heartstring core, pliant; somewhat resembles a broomstick ( particularly ) when placed alongside Fred’s. PATRONUS:  formerly capable of a corporeal patronus which took the form of a magpie bird; however, has not been able to produce a patronus since Fred’s death. BOGGART:  Fred’s corpse. AMORTENTIA:  A new deck of cards, Dragon Barrel Brandy, the smell of smoke after blowing out a candle ( or tinkering with an invention ), freshly laundered socks. MIRROR OF ERISED: Every mirror is almost the Mirror of Erised for George, because they all show him a near-perfect image of the familiar face he longs for. The true Mirror, however, would show George and Fred together, complete once more. HOGWARTS HOUSE: Gryffindor. FAVORITE SUBJECT:  Charms. LEAST FAVORITE SUBJECT:  History of Magic. CLUBS / EXTRACURRICULARS:  former member of Dumbledore’s Army, beater for Gryffindor Quidditch team ( years 2 - 7 ), member of the Order of the Phoenix ( and uncertain about it. )

*RELATIONSHIPS.

PARENT(S):  Arthur & Molly ( née Prewett ) Weasley. SIBLING(S):  William, Charles, Percy, Fred, Ronald, & Ginevra. SIGNIFICANT OTHER(S):  none, at the moment.  EX SIGNIFICANT OTHER(S): none ... yet! ( gimme all the plots, ya boy is a messy lil romantic. ) CHILDREN:  none. PET(S):  Several owls who help with the shop’s post service ( too many to name ), two puffskeins named Florentine and Lorraine ( named after quiches, and used to breed the shop’s Pygmy Puffs ), a canary named Nettles.

*PHYSICAL.

HEIGHT:  5′9″ HAIR:  Ginger, kept in a sort of 70s shag cut that’s long enough to cover where his left ear should be. Cuts it short when things in his life are looking up. EYES:   A muddy green veering towards hazel, appears more green when his eyes are bloodshot — which is somewhat often. BODY MODIFICATION(S):  Most notable is the tattooed watch akin to the Weasley clock, which moves and lists the whereabouts of the Weasley family — Fred & George’s names share one hand, and so Fred truly is always with George, if only on his wrist. When they moved out of the Burrow and opened up the shop, George convinced Fred to get this tattoo so that they would still, in some small way, be able to watch over Ron and Ginny while away from them. George tries not to look at it much nowadays, however, and has several other tattoos. NOTABLE SCARS / BIRTHMARKS:  George is missing his left ear, which was blown off by dark magic courtesy of Severus Snape during the Battle of the Seven Potters. He has also sustained some scars throughout the rest of his body from the various battles leading up to Voldemort’s demise. These scars range from barely perceptible to exceedingly noticeable. GLASSES / CONTACTS: He doesn’t need glasses, but occasionally wears glasses ( with no earpieces, of course ) with brightly colored lenses that draw the eye away from his missing ear. CLOTHING STYLE:  George’s style has changed greatly from his Hogwarts days; where he once lived in comfortable, hand-knit jumpers and holey socks, George can frequently be found wearing dragonskin coats and other expensive articles of clothing, especially while at work or while travelling. These clothes are often in extreme shades — vivid magentas, lime greens, etc., — as a means of distracting from his missing ear or the resemblance of his face to one long gone. I’d like to think of his style as a bit 70s glam rock with some modern touches — rather David Bowie-esque ( his personal favorite Muggle icon ), and not ever really giving a fuck about ‘gendered’ clothing or what colors / silhouettes suit him best. When he’s at home, however, he definitely dresses down, and on particularly nostalgic nights, he wears some of Fred’s old jumpers. DOMINANT HAND: Left.

*MEDICAL.

ALLERGIES:  none. DIAGNOSES:  PTSD, survivor’s guilt, various addictions. DISABILITIES: partially deaf, occasional issues with balance. PHOBIAS: Truly, his worst fear was realized when Fred died. However, he does fear the loss of his remaining siblings and parents (thanatophobia). He also has autophobia, which is the fear of being alone, particularly for prolonged periods of time. SMOKING / ALCOHOL / DRUGS: Yes, but never around his parents / very frequently, socially and privately / somewhat frequently, socially and privately.

*PERSONALITY.

STAR SIGN: Aries — spontaneous, childlike, impatient, hardworking. PERSONALITY TYPE: ENFP, the campaigner — curious, observant, energetic, overthinking, impractical, emotional. MORAL ALIGNMENT:  Chaotic Neutral. TEMPERAMENT: Sanguine. ELEMENT:  Fire. VICES:  Impatience, Anger, Doubt. VIRTUES:  Courage, Generosity, Justice. CHARACTER PARALLELS: Klaus Hargreeves ( The Umbrella Academy ), Mercutio ( Romeo & Juliet ), Eleanor Shellstrop ( The Good Place ) ; I characterize him as being the lovechild of Sandor Clegane ( ASOIF / Game of Thrones ) and Loki ( Marvel / Mythology ) — scarred and angry and needs to work through a lot, but ya know ... fun!

of all places to learn silent hill ps1 supports dualshock heartbeat rumblies, I didn't think it would be an old CNN article from 1999. of course it's when my bf JUST beat the game :'<

i rlly need to hack my 2ds so i can play all the ace attorney games i’ve almost finished the third game and i don’t wanna have the sad hole in my heart cuz i don’t have the rest