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c0ntr0lledchaos · 11 months

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oh god the brain rot.

generation loss brain dump under the cut as I go back and analyze the vod

so, my first thoughts are the set is very different in this episode, and we see that the more gl!ranboo moves around. The first episode was very much a stage-like set while this one was set in what looks like a mall. if that has anything to do with this episode showing more characters becoming aware of their situation and it not being just a show anymore idk.

It's fairly obvious that while looking for the key in gl!Charlie something happened so that the act was dropped for a couple seconds and what was 'really' happening was shown. I wonder if that was due to the person who has been communicating with gl!ranboo (I'm assuming they're 'the savior') trying to hack in.

that last point also makes me wonder if at the end of this, we will see clips from the first episode shown in a 'new light' and see what was actually happening. I already saw someone point out that the bowl of slime looked the same as the guts. was gl!charlie covered in blood actually? Were some of the ingredients not what they seemed?

Mr squiggles saying 'Hey new friends!' to a group of people tied up with bombs around their necks was just the start of all the creepy vibes I was getting from them this episode

THE HAT. Mr squiggles did not like the hat. the hat is defiantly the one gl!Sneeg wore in episode 1 but it is also implied it was planted in this episode since Mr. Squiggles says 'Who put that there.' (That is later confirmed by the savior as he was trying to save gl!Sneeg as well) as soon as gl!Sneeg put the hat on he immediately started freaking out and his eyes start darting around the room. we already saw that the slime was guts but what else did he see I wonder

the chills I got when the showfall masks came into view

gl!Sneeg gets back in place, the mind-control mask is removed, a new hat is put on his head, and the person doesn't even bother to handcuff him again before leaving, confident that he wouldn't try to escape. then everything goes back to normal and gl!Sneeg is notably using his 'streamer voice'

in that scene the camera also focuses on the puzzler's face a few times, showing a look of what I believe was confusion. he didn't know what was going on but was aware of what was happening unlike everyone else

Mr squiggles also goes on as if this is the first time they are acknowledging gl!Sneeg

again, Mr squiggles with a cute little animation saying 'I like them all, I wish they could all live' just unsettling now

The puzzler seems to have just a little bit of knowledge about what is actually going on, hinting to Chat being in control of helping during the choosing of who gets to live and also when gl!Sneeg and gl!Niki are about to go through the tunnel

shout out to @twilight-trix who translated the winding:

"Ah it's simple you just have to find the cage"

"The cage that's in Charlie remember?"

"Another piece is in a jar of something sweet"

"The last one comes at a price :/"

the fact that all the other victims were kept alive means they planned for all of them to die in the games and puzzles. for gl!Niki's death even though Mr squiggles had already said a price needed to be paid, the puzzler still acts surprised that she had to die even though he was the one who killed her

also, I scanned the QR code, it just takes you to the genloss website. buy their merch, this shit is fantastic

this fucking screenshot has no business being that creepy

so showfall grabbed the back of the mask and the light on the logo came on but what exactly did that do? did it just up the filtering considering what was 'really' about to happen would have been pretty gruesome. EDIT: so I didn't notice before but the mask flashed and turned off as Ranboo went to leave the room. maybe the mask only works for so long before it has to be turned back on?

again, the puzzler seems as if he is talking about chat, saying that someone is saying his puzzles are too easy and 'is this one too easy' before another pipe puzzle shows up on the screen. he even finish the puzzle for us

gl!ranboo said a few things threw out the episode that sounded like generic videogame protag dialogue but it felt strange having the prompts like 'where should I search?' but not giving us the option to actually choose. I wonder if that is due to the first episode being a point-and-click style while this one was more dedicated to puzzles. is he still stuck on point-and-click mode? or are the other NPCs searching before we even get the option?

speaking of protag dialogue, gl!ranboo says 'It must not be the way, maybe there is somewhere else' in the same tone while staring hard at gl!Ethan, the next person to die. I've been thinking about how much control showfall has over everyone in this episode since they seem to have at least a little control over everyone except the savior trying to help gl!ranboo. I don't think gl!ranboo knew that gl!Ethan was next to die but I also don't think he is the one talking when he says stuff like that. just like a game's dialogue is supposed to prompt the player in the right direction, I think showfall is using him to prompt their show in the direction they want it to go. not all the time but at least sometimes

he also does not react at all to gl!Ethan dying or the pool of blood, speaking again in the same tone

and now that gl!Ethan has died, gl!ranboo is the first to say the other door is the exit even though he had just said that it must not be that door. he even volunteers to go first! I wonder if in the next episode, gl!ranboo will feel guilt over the deaths he was forced to help cause

the puzzler is fiddling with the detonator, working on it for some reason. why?

'I hope he's ok' gl!ranboo says in the same unfeeling protag voice. there is a chance he is just doing it whenever to drive home the fact of he is a protag but whatever

gl!ranboo solves a freaking Rubix cube in less than a minute then immediately says that he doesn't know what to do. yes, it might have been just an excuse to flex his Rubix cube skills but him saying that after makes me think. Gl!ranboo is a really smart person but is being controlled by showfall to forward the plot whenever they see fit. just how much of the actual gl!ranboo have we seen and how much has been showfall speaking through him?

I think this is further proven when he declines to solve the other cube in favor of looking around more even though we saw how fast he could do it the first time

the puzzler says he had been prototyping toys that go on people's heads, could he have helped make the mask gl!ranboo is wearing? what if he is an ex showfall employee and that's why he seems to know a little bit about chat

I think the fact that the camera remains on the empty chair for so long means that showfall was not prepared for us to go into that room. gl!ranboo was not supposed to go in there

the puzzler knew he was going to die but didn't know how. he knew that showfall was going to kill him

the puzzler tells gl!ranboo to go, to be set free, and gl!ranboo ignore it. once again showing how he is under Showfall's control

even while the savior talks Mr squiggles is trying to tell gl!ranboo and us not to trust him

gl!ranboo looks at all the cameras, looking at the one that was following him just as it fades out

closing thoughts:

the cast is made up of npcs, gl!ranboo (who is the only playable character), and the savior who is not under showfalls control.

the 'vilians' are not actually villains, seen as gl!charlie (and I do mean gl!charlie and not cc!charlie) played a random person this episode and also the villain from the first episode. the npc's are random people who have had personalities programed by snowfall to help push the protagonist forward, like most story. I made a joke to my partner about gl!sneeg being 'factory reset' when the mask was put on him but I think that is more true than I realized.

the puzzler is still an npc but is special, he was on showfalls hitlist for some reason. I am going to go ahead and guess he was a former employee and because of that he has managed to retain some of the information even after being put in the show. that is why he knew he was going to die and spoke to chat a couple times.

finally, gl!ranboo, the only playable character but not to us. I belive it is showfall who is 'playing' gl!ranboo and is simply letting us make a few choices along the way. that would explain why we didn't get to control gl!ranboo as much as we did in the first episode. we are the viewer's, not the players. why we get to control him at all? I'm sure that will be discovered in the next episode now that the fourth wall is gone.

also, the mask is definitely who gl!ranboo is being controlled so storywise it would make sense if at the end of this, when he truly brakes free, he takes it off. while I'm not entirely sure if that is going to happen I have two guesses on what might happen if it does.

he takes the mask off and this is the biggest fucking face reveal ever that will be extremely difficult to beat

or he has some really cool gory sfx makeup under it that will be horrifying.

I will not be disappointed no matter what happens though so until then, we will just have to wait for the next episode.

#generation loss #ranboo #random thoughts #braindump #tw mind control mentioned #generation lost spoilers

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nikatyler · 4 months

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🌈 2023 ✨

Another year is over so it's time for a look back at what was happening on this blog! I haven't really been around, it was just my queue, and maybe that's one reason why I looked at my archive and went "huh" at everything. I don't remember much. The other reason why this year probably went poof in my head is because I was dealing with some mental health stuff lol. I say lol but it wasn't actually very lol but I'm doing better now and 2024...is looking promising for now.

So, let's talk more under the cut, shall we?

January

We're in Bridgeport and Sawyer is living his best life. You know, girlfriends, boyfriends, being turned into a vampire, giving birth to three little vampires, threatening to sell his enemies' organs on the black market...best life indeed.

February

Okay I am now seeing that "talking more" about every month will be impossible since I actually don't have much recollection of 2023 lmao

March

Sawyer and Erin are at the best point of their relationship, but we left them alone for a bit and went back to NSB. Pastel just moved to Strangerville and got a...rather strange roommate.

April

The rather strange roommate becomes Pastel's rather strange wife. I love these two so much. We also say hello to Moss -- and also to Ross, who returns from...god knows where. I mean yeah, there was the ts3 Ross, but technically they're two different people. Parallel universes and stuff.

May

Thea is born and strange wife Jesse gets even stranger. That whole "merging with the mother plant" thing was kinda weird but I really enjoyed it. Idk what I was on but it was fun. And then, before returning to the lepacy, I posted my Cottage Living screenshots! ...which were really just me going "uwu what does this do" on every possible Wicked Whims option.

June

...and I went from posting weird WW Ross stuff to posting wholesome Growing Together Ross stuff. If that gave you a whiplash, I am sorry, but imagine what it must be like for me. I'm locked with this guy in my head 24/7. He's the whiplash king. A blorbo to you, a curse to me. A beloved curse tho. Ok I'm getting weird. Back to the lepacy.

July

Lepacy time! Loved the soap opera Generations gen. Kinda wish I had sticked to some of the storylines instead of going "eh nvm I just wanna play". I'm not saying I regret not actually letting Saywer go on a killing spree but also...imagine if he went on a killing spree. You don't see that in lepacies often do ya

August

August was...welp 💀 I was at the grippy socks hospital for most of that month, 10/10 would recommend, but my queue ran out while I was there so I just reblogged some old stuff for a few weeks.

September

September is just lepacy month. Cornelia and Archer are happy, they get married, they get more children...yeah. Good wholesome Generations times all around. It's not like they're gonna get divorced later or anything.

October

The twins are kind of chaotic, one of them turns into a ghost, both then bring their cursed imaginary friends to life...and the final child of Archer and Cornelia is born.

November

I loved running into Sawyer at the grocery store all the time. Weird vampire alleged killer grandpa behavior suits him. Dorothea goes away to a boarding school, hates it there and instantly comes back. Relatable. Oh and midlife crisis hits Archer hard.

December

And we're in December! Dorothea enters her horsegirl era and finds herself a girlfriend...and we'll continue that in 2024!

What's in store for the new year besides the lepacy? Well, Not So Berry will be making a return (and HOPEFULLY we'll finally get to the end. we need to). There's a story I want to do in the NSB universe, if you know you know. Before we dive into the next lepacy generation, I'm thinking of another BC with the gen 7 heir...oh and Marika's Black Widow. Shoot and I'm starting an irl job in January. Yeah no we're not doing all this in 2024, don't count on it 💀 But I'll try.

Happy New Year! 🎇

#ts3 #ts4 #sims 3 #sims 4 #the sims 3 #the sims 4 #sims #simblr #fleur extra #breeze nsb legacy extra

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tigerdrop · 6 months

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so im kiiiinda redoing half of my fic. to account for the, uh. "canonically being able to put gordon into the computer" thing.

on the one hand i think its a way better deal b/c i will look 10% less insane writing about benrey literally putting him into the sims and playing with him like a doll . but on the other hand i have a bunch of words about gordon fingering himself that i cant use anymore

so. here they are, for u. "Enjoy"

———

Gordon blinks at the screen.

Benry Benry wants to have Oraljob sex with Gordon Freeman. Do you wish to proceed?

The laugh that erupts from him is high-pitched and violent, leaving him gasping for air. Benrey cackles in his ear. “I— I— Oh my God,” Gordon wheezes, doubling over. “You want to have what with me?! We can’t— We can’t show that on a Christian channel! We’re going to get so banned—“

“do you want to—“ Benrey can’t finish the sentence, gripped in the most intense laughter Gordon’s ever heard from him. “do you want to have oraljob?”

Gordon clutches his desk, weeping and howling.

When he calms down from his sudden fit of hysterics, he clicks “No”, to a chorus of disappointment from the chat. “I know, I know,” he says, sympathetic, “but seriously, Papa’s gotta pay the bills. Gotta keep it clean. PG-13, that’s my motto.”

“then why’s your dick out,” Benrey wheezes.

“Very funny—“

He stops in his tracks when he sees that his dick is, in fact, out. His Sims dick, that is. Gordon slams his ‘commercial break’ button so hard that he misses a few keys and takes a screenshot.

“Whoa! Put that thing away, man!”

“nice,” Benrey says appreciatively.

“Bear with me, folks,” Gordon begs. “We’re having some, uh, technical difficulties.” Why did his dick pop out? He said no! (In fairness, his Sim is decidedly not having oraljob sex. He’s eating a sandwich. With his penis out.) He hurriedly clicks through menus upon menus, trying to find a way to put his clothes back on, but none of the options do what he wants. “Why can’t I put away my stupid dick?!”

“hey, look. you just went up a level in nudism,” Benrey snorts.

Gordon buries his head in his hands, but can’t stop himself from an anguished laugh. “Okay! Give me fifteen, everybody. Go smoke a cigarette— or, or vape, I know the kids are big on the Juul these days, I don’t care, I’m not your dad.”

With that, he ends the stream.

“What kind of fucking mods did you download on my computer?” he asks, exasperated. “I feel like I need to give it a bath.”

“normal ones.”

“Uh-huh. You know my dick’s not even rendering correctly, right?”

“huh?” Benrey zooms in on it. “huh. it’s, uh. checkered.”

[some sort of connecting thought]

“I don’t even look like that, anyway,” Gordon mutters, brushing him off.

Benrey peers down at him. The webcam light turns on, drawing Gordon’s eye. “huh. i dunno. i can see the, uh… the resemblance.” He enunciates the last word carefully.

“Did you just turn on my webcam? Are we streaming right now?” Gordon sits upright, hastily checking on his streaming software. Still offline. Not that it would have mattered - he’s panned away to look at a stray dog in his yard - but it’s the principle of the thing.

“yeah, uh. no,” mumbles Benrey.

Gordon closes down OBS and Firefox entirely. Just to be safe. “A little fucking warning next time? How did you even do that?”

“administrator privileges.”

There’s a pause. Then Gordon sinks back down into his chair, defeated. “I shouldn’t have given you those. I should have smashed you up into little pieces when I had the chance. After you bought fucking Burnout Paradise on my dime—“

“you should show me what you look like,” blurts out Benrey, voice low and blunt.

“I— What?”

“i can make it look better. more like you.”

Gordon stares at the screen. Benrey avoids his gaze. He boggles a little, so far beyond comprehending this that he’s skipped past ‘denial’ and ‘anger’ all the way into ‘acceptance’. “Are you— Are you hitting on me?”

“for the immersion,” Benrey says stiffly.

———

Gordon throws his head back in frustration. “They’re just not— fucking— they’re not big enough! They’re short and stubby and I can’t— get them— where I want!” His wrist bends, desperately seeking something that he can’t describe. The tendons sing in pain. He hisses, then relaxes it, letting his hand fall limp.

Benrey stares down at him, mouth parted.

“This was stupid,” groans Gordon. “Now my hand’s all sticky and I don’t wanna wipe it on anything—“

“try again,” Benrey interrupts him, blunt and hoarse. “please?”

Gordon peers blearily at him from over the top of his glasses. “Huh?”

“i wanna.” That massive jaw gyres, struggling to work itself around a thought. “i could do it better. make it good.”

Heat rockets through Gordon’s belly, spiraling up his spine and leaving his hairs standing on end. His dick twitches without his conscious effort. Benrey’s eyes immediately dart to it. Emboldened, Gordon draws his fingertips around his hole, threatening to slip back in. “Yeah, bud? You sure? I don’t think you’ve ever done this before.”

“how would you know,” Benrey puffs.

“Uh, well, you’re in my fucking computer, for one thing.” He slips two fingers in with little resistance, just up to the second knuckle. For show. Nobody say he never did anything for Benrey. “But you know what? Maybe this’ll be funny.”

Benrey’s face hardens. “it’s not funny,” he says, pouting in high-definition. “i would never joke about pussy shit.”

“Point one: That is one hundred percent not true,” Gordon points out. “Point two—“ He curls them and groans, a soft noise. “I wanna hear it. Straight from the horse’s mouth.”

“what does this got to do with horses,” says Benrey, bewildered.

Gordon shifts in his seat, stretching a leg high into the air and gripping the back of his thigh to hold it firmly in place. His fingers move in a slow, back-and-forth motion, just enough that they visibly slide in and out, shiny and wet. Benrey makes a strangled noise in his throat.

“You think you could make it good for me? Tell me. Show me what I’m missin’ out on.”

Benrey’s fingers twitch around his avatar, scaled up to giant-like proportions, far too big for the task at hand but itching to put it into practice. “fuckin’,” he starts, low and rumbling and struggling to articulate himself, “stretch you open… mine’re bigger. lookie.” With his other hand, he waggles his fingers in front of Gordon.

“Well, duh,” Gordon says.

Above him, Benrey’s gaze shifts to his own hand, gears churning behind his eyes. “they’re still bigger,” he insists.

To prove his point, he snaps them - in a stomach-churning instant, Gordon’s camera snaps back to an isometric viewpoint, looking in on their dollhouse. On them. On Benrey’s Sim, pale and shirtless, beads of sweat tastefully textured on his skin, leaning over his own on the cheapest double bed Simoleons could buy. There’s a hand pressed against the mattress, and another at his waist. Pawing at him. And, unlike Gordon’s own hands, they’re proportioned well for a guy his size: closer to dinner plates than the slim, short ones he’s furiously trying to bend into the right shape in real life.

He shivers in his seat.

“Point taken,” he says. His voice cracks partway through.

As if on cue, their Sims start moving again, gracelessly sliding and snapping into a new position. Gordon’s stripped naked, letting Benrey between his legs, and one large hand buries itself in that hairy, thorny knot of polygons and glossy pink textures while the other holds him wide open. The fidelity’s good enough that Gordon can see exactly how the fingers curl: two outside, keeping them back, and two inside, making his Sim’s hips gyrate.

“lookatchu,” Benrey rumbles in his ear. “takin’ it like a champ…”

Gordon sucks in a sudden breath. He curls his own fingers in time with the animation, speeding up to match.

“bet you could take more.”

He whines and visibly clenches around his fingers. “Jesus, man!”

“yeah? yeah? c’mon,” taunts Benrey, shy of breath. “show me. put another one in.”

Gordon weakly mumbles some expletives as he leans his head into the crook of his headphones. Presses himself closer to that voice. “Who taught you how to fucking— talk like that,” he groans, pushing in a third finger.

The fans inside his tower spin faster. Louder. “fuuuck, dude,” he hears, a low, pained utterance.

“I’d let you,” Gordon says dizzily, “God, I must have lost my fucking mind, I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” his fingers make slick, filthy, squelching noises inside of himself, “let you put your hand in me—“

“i wanna,” Benrey cuts him off, too fast. Eager. “wanna fuckin’— wear you like a puppet—“

Gordon makes a sharp noise that surprises even himself. The he half-laughs, half-pleads, “Don’t say shit like that! That’s not— That’s not hot!”

“you moaned. i heard it, buddy.”

He ignores this. Benrey takes the opportunity to lean in, getting a closer view of Gordon’s webcam. And the slick folds Gordon’s spreading open for him.

#writin stuff #i cant really keep this in but i also cant really cram it into the other AI benrey thing i wanna write. so .

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kitkat-the-muffin · 7 months

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OH BOY I need some AIR after playing Cloutchase Vol 2!!!!

Time for the customary screenshot dump! Spoilers under the cut!

But first, some spoiler-free teases to further encourage you to play the game yourself first!

Aight here we go

Hrrrrrrrrrrrrgh I started with Amino and then had to wash it down with Discord cause oof the cringe flashbacks to middle school

They really went all out on the accuracy didn't they. It just like me fr (derogatory) (inaccurate)

We need to talk about this split second of dialogue btw- I caught it just in time oh my god WHAT- they should kiss I think

I played this with a friend actually and she gave Kik a Beetlejuice voice and it was amazing. My friend did all the voices actually and I did the narration and she was great and accurate it was a real fun experience. I've never even heard of Kik before this but she HAD and knew what to do XD

THE FREAKIN WARRIOR CATS ROLEPLAY. I know EXACTLY how it feels to be dragged into a WCRP when you've never read the books or know anything about the series, more middle school trauma for you there

Amino's route was positively perfect I have no notes I am going insane I am going feral I need therapy I need a monkey onesie-

Moving on, Muffy was in Discord's route! That was so neat to see! Also the crypto ending was so funny look at this:

We also need to talk about Twitter X. Just look at him

Amazing. Perfection. He is disgusted with us, as he should be

Ok in regards to actual Discord, I freakin love him. Again, I was playing this game with a friend, and she said his trans experience was so relatable to her. Then I spoke with another friend and he said the same thing. We all agree he's very gender looking, even tho two of us are femme XD

When we finished the Good Ending my friend said that Discord's feminine persona looked a lot more fake than initially thought now that we knew the truth, and that's honestly great character building. The maze was such an interesting way to get to know Discord better too, even if all the mythology reference were askew lol

I think both versions of Discord are incredibly cute and adorable but Masc Discord is my favorite cause he just looks so much more comfortable in his own skin if you know what I mean? Or maybe I'm just projecting idk

I've actually hit 12 photos already so idk why Tumblr wont stop me from adding more. Maybe it's different on desktop than mobile idk

Anyway I loved both routes and I wish I could gush about them more but I have a certain social experiment session in an hour (shoutout to the two people who actually read through my experiment tag) so I'll just leave it here

But gosh I loved these two they were amazing I want to play them again aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

LAST NOTE BUT THERE ARE ACTUALLY A PAIR OF CREEPY TWINS AT THE END OF THE SHINING HALLWAY BTW

Calling it now it's Thesaurus.com and Dictionary.com (two of MY ocs that I haven't even DESIGNED yet ffffffffffff now that Webtoon's done I guess that's my next project)

#socialstuck cloutchase #socialstuck #cloutchase #cloutchase volume 2 #amino socialstuck #amino cloutchase #discord socialstuck #discord cloutchase #not tagging anyone else cause that'd be spoilers and you can see the tags despite the cut

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i-amyou · 3 months

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Not an ask, just some scattered thoughts:

Oh? What was I doing just now? Reading their blog posts?

'Learning'? For what reason? Better yet, WHO is 'learning'? What is there to do, what is there to gain? Why am I even writing to them?

Ah.

I've created such a beautiful play. That is my nature. I forgot about it, just so I could make the play even more entertaining. You know what is undeniable? I had to wake up. It had to happen. it's written all over me. Such a world cannot exist without me. Everyone needs me, for there existence only relies on me.

Yep. Only me.

So who is this me we are talking about? It doesn't matter. You may give it any label or meaning you want. It is all the same.

Even now, as I am writing to them, I acknowledge just how beautiful it really is. I went this far to make up all these concepts, rules, laws, hell, universes if you wish to go that far in depth, to make it as real as possible. Now I realize just how boundless I truly am. Let's be real though, I knew from the very beginning, I only loved entertaining the idea of being something that I was not.

So many beautiful people. So many wonderful worlds. So many wonderful ideas and concepts. I love it. I love me.

This is my peak!!

And so, my story ends here. No need to fret though, it is time to make way for a new and exciting adventure! I've been building up a world from scratch for quite some time now (or so it may seem, hehe), but there is no need to think about time anymore. It is there. I am there. It's been there all along.

Thank you my beautiful self, I bid you farewell.

Tranquility and Beyond.

I love you. Seriously. I experienced overwhelming joy and love when I read this. I'm so happy for you, beyond happy. I can't explain what this made me feel. Oh god. It all really is so beautiful isn't it?

Have fun with your adventures, dream a good dream and have lots of fun with it. Sending all the love and tranquility to you🩷

Also, when you said it's your peak it reminded me of this scene from One piece. And I was just reading manga rn😭

(Yes I screenshot my favorite anime scenes)

#ask #nothingness #consciousness #awareness

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sapphyreopal5 · 1 month

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I’m sorry for being rude in the first ask , you are right maybe I came off hot there and you thought I was attacking your blog.

I’m sorry 😞

My spelling mistakes not only because I don’t know English very well, it’s also because I write fans and angry , I’ll work on that .

Thank you for allowing civil criticism and not blindly follow the actor you favor, like jensen for example, i have no problem calling him out on something that I thought was offensive or tasteless, I don’t see him asa god , but jared’s fans refuse to acknowledge that he is human and does make mistakes and it’s ok .

No they think the best way to defend jared is by going after jensen, like that makes it all right.

Anyway,I’m sorry again and thank you for being class act

Well hello there again Anon, thank you for the apology. As I've said before, I've always been open to discussing criticism and even praise in a civil manner. I am going to have to disagree that Jared stans only go after Jensen to defend him, nor do they all think Jared is a Saint. I don't care for participating in the Jared is better vs Jensen is better social media battle because really, that's an ongoing thing that will just go round and round in a hamster wheel leading no where. I think it's fair like I said Jared felt excluded from TW as it's the so called prequel to the franchise he was a big part of for 15 years along with Jensen. Sure it may have been a business move to do TW but was it a smart one? No, it was poorly executed and also led to a man being struck by lightning who is currently suing Jensen, Danneel and others. Jensen also was rather rude towards those with valid questions about the said prequel. He ended up saying something along the lines of asking people if they were ever fans to begin with when faced with such questions. Plus the whole ignoring the drivers text saying the car was ready at the race track as he talked about at the Charlotte con August 2023, which I actually went to myself. Also, I am gonna say this but Jensen and Misha's YANA in my opinion was 💯 a meek and to ultimately failed attempt to replace Jared's AFK campaign, as it was questionable if Jared was going to leave Supernatural or not. I don't buy the whole "it's clear Jensen didn't want to do it". You're allowed to say no people, you're allowed to say no which Jensen clearly didn't do here....

Jared isn't so innocent either, he too has said and done questionable things. Plenty of people see aware of the public intoxication and assault charges filed against him in October 2019 after he was arrested for such. He had a time in his life where he called out hospitality and customer service departments on social media. One of the waitresses he posted about got death threats. Mind you, I believe she's one of the ones who had her photo included in Jared's post about her "poor service". Now, it's one thing to mention names when making a complaint or bad review. However, to add a photo of the person while doing so is in extremely bad taste. This waitress ended up deleting her online profiles after getting attacked by a lot of Jared fans. He also did this for a man who worked at a Las Vegas casino (included a photo again yes), not sure what exactly happened with him or what the end result is. He also swore to never fly with American Airlines again after a bad experience as well. He even got upset with Verizon Wireless over them requesting to folks a police report for someone making a fraudulent account in his name. He did also insult singer Justin Beiber in the past in multiple posts and Taylor Swift as well, and even wished for Tony Romero to have a career ending injury. I provided some screenshots below that I found throughout various receipts posts. Not gonna lie, this does in a way challenge what his mission with Always Keep Fighting is about. I also am aware of an online bullying video he posted on his Instagram on Oct 10, 2022 I linked to below. I hope this video is a sign he reflected on the errors of his ways from his past behaviors on social media essentially doxxing people.

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CjiwgGSLj8A/?igsh=c2VwMWMwMnJhZm8w

I will say on a personal note, I certainly care about this tidbit for multiple reasons, including a personal incident that happened to me in high school. (EDIT: added 30 min after initially posting, personal story): One of the so called "popular girls" in my school answered a series of questions on a Myspace bulletin, one of which was something like "if you were to shoot anyone who would it be and why?" To which she responded my first and last name "because she talks to herself and is annoying", way to spread rumors about me saying false things about me and threatening my life. Needless to say we had an unpleasant confrontation in gym class a few days later and I admittedly told her she's not worth time in prison. She started shaking and said "well geez it was just a joke", "you don't joke about things like killing people D". Interestingly enough, she apparently lost her right leg after falling in her backyard tripping over a rock (multiple surgeries and almost died twice in the process) actually in mid August 2022, the same year Jared got into his car accident back in April 2022. But that can't be a coincidence on her part, they have to be separate things and not karma surely enough right?

Now, I don't hate Jared. In fact, I like Jared overall but I will say he is an impulsive character who has lashed out online at times both BEFORE and AFTER his breakdown in 2015. Rumor has it he went to a facility for a couple weeks to a month or so. I say this did NOT help him in the long run clearly. The people like Gen who probably convinced him to go to said facility have no sense of discernment in determining whether it would actually benefit someone with suicidal ideation and such to go to such a facility. My senses tell me this was greatly detrimental in the long run and clearly had no longer term benefits. To me, the above things I mentioned and other things I mentioned in other posts seems to point to my being right in my assessment here. It seems Jared is still troubled to this day with anxiety and depression 💯

I think he struggles more with anxiety than depression based on what I've read in his chapter in that book Family Don't End with Blood along with how he talks and expresses himself and such. Yes he has symptoms and signs of both but anxiety seems more dominant than depression, which he was initially diagnosed with in 2007. He's often described as a worry wart and cares very much what people think of him. He even used to get anxiety with cons and such when he first started out doing them. Anxiety is characterized more with feelings like fearfulness, paranoia, extreme stress, sense of dead, worry or apprehension, tightness in chest, etc.

I myself was diagnosed with depression in 2006 probably about 14 months before Jared was, as I attempted suicide via overdose at the age of 15 on 9/18/2006, which actually was only a year and 5 days after Supernatural first aired on 9/13/2005. I mention this because Jared described his suicidal ideation during his 2015 breakdown as more or less an intrusive thought and ended up feeling fearful he would do so and didn't want to burden his wife or friend Brian with being the last persons that he spoke to, or his kids being without a dad type of deal. In my case, I was very convinced by my brain that I was better off dead, the world would be better off without me, etc. I still at times am consumed with thoughts about dying and leaving this world behind, this "stupid rock" as I so affectionately call it at times ha ha. Depression is really more or less accompanied by things like disinterest in things, guilt, worthlessness, hopelessness, etc. Both conditions can lead to decrease in energy levels, over- or under- sleeping, irritability or anger, problems concentrating, etc.

They coexist a lot but do you see why I am saying he seems more anxious than depressed? No mental illness, be it anxiety, depression, etc. can excuse his poor behaviors whatsoever, same with Jensen and anyone else. Now Anon, do you see that I have my criticisms of both and also praises of both J2?

Instead of sending me more anonymous asks and risking having more people go after you in reblogs and whatnot, I encourage you to send me a PM. Anything you say to me is between us if that is what you'd like.

#j2 #spn family #jared critical #jensen critical #always keep fighting #you are not alone #anon answered

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revserrayyu · 28 days

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2.1 Penacony thoughts [part4]

**BOSS FIGHT SPOILERS** Going to be rambling about the battle itself and the two cut-scenes that follow right after, but not quite the whole story’s ending yet. That will be the next post. If by any chance you haven’t beaten the boss yet and are still gazing upon this post then I urge you to come back later because I would never wanna ruin the experience for you.

I’m glad Himeko questioned the number of murders because I also sat there for a good minute wondering who the third death might’ve been, only to realize how stupid I was upon clicking forward to hear Aventurine’s response.

I still wish his hat & glasses were part of his usual attire. I’m glad he pulls the hat out of nowhere whenever he launches his follow up attack, but the glasses would’ve been real snazzy if he permanently wore them. It was nice seeing us wield the lance instead of the bat for once too.

So, the fight itself.. was a bit irritating, mostly due to the gambling. I believe I tried a total of four times until I beat him. The first three attempts I simply switched around different team members, using those who could easily score big against his dice and win those gambles. His first phase went fine no matter which team setup I had. It was that second phase that kept knocking me out, mainly because my healer and support units could never manage to roll higher or on par with Aventurine’s number seeing how they could only attack a single target at a time. It also didn’t help that I had no ice or physical characters properly leveled up to assist Serval in weakness breaking.. until I remembered destruction Trailblazer existed. So, after struggling with different teams for a good hour, I decided to do some relic farming (which basically resulted in me taking the first gold pieces I could get) while also getting materials to level up traces and a random light cone because I have literally not switched back to this path since we first acquired the flaming lance. Half hour later and my destruction Trailblazer was ready to come out of retirement with a hasty, last minute build.

Of course the stats are not the greatest thing in the world (all relics, traces and lc not even maxed out) and I wasn’t confident that I would do any better than my previous attempts against Aventurine, where the lowest I managed to bring him down to in his second phase was about 60% before biting the dust. After activating a pair of consumables and fighting through the first phase as usual, I would like to think everything was going rather smoothly with how well I was keeping everyone alive at least.

The team wide gambles during the second phase went as well as I imagined; Serval and Stelle would manage to score high with their AoE while Huohuo and Bronya would typically suffer and take a hit. They might’ve tied once or twice but the odds were certainly not in my favor whenever those two would roll the dice. By some strange stroke of luck though, I finally managed to beat the fancy gambler! Thank god too because if this team failed, I would’ve been all out of ideas.

The following cutscene is good and I wish I had taken more screenshots but I was caught up in enjoying it. Aventurine’s really out here acting like a Meowth using Pay Day twenty times in a row.

I do feel bad for Acheron, walking a path she doesn’t even want to tread on and endlessly looking for someone. Haven’t a clue on who she might’ve been talking to though.

Himeko and Welt protecting the kids like the good parents they are! We’re certainly going to have some crazy stories for Dan Heng once we return to the Express. Dude is probably just chilling in the archives, maybe having some snacks with Pom-Pom while we’re over here fighting for our lives.

Another moment where I was so invested in watching Acheron that the idea of screenshots left my mind completely, but ohhh boy, the extent of her power is grand indeed. It’s a bit similar to what was shown in her character trailer but seeing her ultimate like this in game is truly an experience.

Big fan of the brief moment where she’s shown to sheath her sword again..

..and the way it goes from the monochrome world to reality and it starts raining hard is so very nice. Can’t help but think back to what Aventurine’s sister said about rain though at this time.

Finally getting that confirmation of her path even though it was no secret to us.

I really hope so because the longer we linger here the more worried for Aventurine I become.

This gives me little hope that Robin might be alive? If whomever is behind this just wanted to cover up the truth about Penacony and its recent happenings, then simply taking away their ability to speak should be effective enough. Death seems a bit too extreme but perhaps that was merely an accident. Or at least I hope so. I want her alive if you couldn’t tell.

So Aventurine had this all planned out? Putting himself and Acheron on opposing sides so she would have to draw her blade against him, all to nullify that strange Harmony magic that Sunday placed upon him? This man is out here playing 3d chess.

And like a fool I feel for his bluff about wanting to make our stellaron explode. But if his stone is broken, does that mean he never planned to make it out of this fight alive in the first place? I know his future was grim due to the conditions Sunday placed upon him, regardless if Aventurine managed to solve Robin’s case or not, but I still don’t like the sound of this!

Yes, please, wake up pretty boy. In reality and alive, preferably. Also, I wonder how much longer we’ll need to wait until we can finally get an explanation behind the red text. I have my guesses, but wish to know for sure.

Both of them asking and giving such real answers.. ahh. Life and death truly are such frightening things.

I would like to know the meaning behind your words, ma’am. Why must you do this? Are you even aware of it? What if I uno reverse card you and give you anxiety instead huh??

I’m thankful Acheron reminded him of Ratio’s parting gift and that Aventurine still held onto it even now, but with how this whole scene ends.. I can’t be certain if our gambler decided to use it or not.

Oooohhh my heart.. here comes the pain.

I’m sorry sir, but you can’t just give us these real handsome and gentle smiles and seemingly disappear into a void afterwards?? I don’t wanna accept this!

AVENTURINE!! You better be walking your pretty boy butt back into reality somehow, I swear! If you’re still choosing to end yourself despite Acheron’s words and Ratio’s help I will SOB!

I seriously do not like the sound of this.. I know Aventurine hasn’t had the best kind of life by any means, but as poetic as this all sounds, I want the dice to keep rolling!

No doubt Aventurine assumed that he would be cut off from obtaining outside help at some point during this scheme, so leaving behind pieces of his stone to convey a message about whether or not his companions can proceed was clever.. but still upsets me because I really don’t wanna accept a “death” from him. I wonder how Topaz truly feels about this, like is it fine because his actions were towards the mission or is there any genuine concern? I know their phone call back during Belobog was a bit rough between them but at least Topaz spoke relatively highly of him when we saw her in the reality hotel.

So this is the achievement I read about last time with its connection to the “Sibyl, What Do You Want?” achievement.. and after witnessing everything that happened, it hurts even more.

Aaahh, my poor man. He deserved better and I truly hope he can return. This upsets me more than Firefly’s “death.” And speaking of which.. I got the whole ending to chat about next hm?

(originally written on 3/29)

#honkai star rail #aventurine #acheron #gameplay #revsposts

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agentidiot · 14 days

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

thanks @justhallucinating for the tag 🫡🫡🫡

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

23 atm but i'm planning at posting more

2. What's your total ao3 word count?

129,910 ☠️

3. What fandoms do you write for?

right now for peaky blinders but i used to be very deep in the rolling stones and mcu (and i still am just doesn't feel like writing for them)

4. Top five fics by kudos

If There Is A Will, There Is A Way (mcu)

don't feed me, I will сome back (pb)

like real people do (pb)

Don't Forget to Subscribe (mcu fic that i translated to russian like 8 years ago ☠️)

lavender (pb)

5. Do you respond to comments?

YES I LIVE ON THEM AND SCREENSHOT THEM AND LOOK AT THEM FOR MOTIVATION

but i used to be bad at responding tho cuz i was too shy ig

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

love is the death of duty but only because it's an open kinda ending. but i'm your man which is the ongoing fic i just finished and posted 1st chaper of broke my heart when i wrote the ending

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

pretty much all of them, apart from the ones i mentioned have a happy ending

8. Do you get hate on fics?

no which im really happy about

9. Do you write smut?

yes

10. Craziest crossover?

i haven't done any crossovers

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

no thank god

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no but i did

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

kinda if dumping fic info to @justhallucinating counts

14. All time favorite ship?

tommy/alfie and mick/keith. but. hear me out. that's might be controversial. but i'm stony shipper since the first time i saw avengers. i'm a stony shipper til the day i die. also wolfstar but mainly because fics are just too good (fuck jkr btw)

15. What's a wip you want to finish but you doubt you ever will?

i so many but i can only think of two.

the 1st on is about modern tommy and alfie meeting at the margate's beach where alfie sees tommy walking his cat (yes dangerous is a bengal cat in this one) on a leash. also alfie went to margate to rest after chemo and tommy went there cuz his family talked him into taking some rest after he broke his scull.

the 2nd one is tommy and alfie meeting via chess app. and then they meet irl but alfie doesn't realise it cuz he never saw tommy's photos but tommy did. and he decided to not tell alfie that it's him and suffers greatly cuz of it

16. What are your writing strengths?

god idk i wish someone would tell me that. smut comes very easily, dialogs too

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

HAVING. TOO. MANY. WIPS.

also i struggle with not established relationships like how the fuck i supposed to get those idiots together

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

i sometimes put russian words in when i write alfie cuz well i know russian, he knows russian, so why not

and i don't mind it if it's in the fic i read until it's not like in the first pages of war and peace which is a crime against humanity. but well i haven't seen fics like that yet

19. First fandom you wrote in?

harry potter ☠️ (FUCK jkr)

20. Favorite fic you've written?

it's either places we came from cuz HELLO? BOTTOM ALFIE TO THE MASSES 2024 or don't feed me, I will come back which is the 1st one from baker!alfie au

that was really fun!! thanks again

tagging: @gimmeaglimmer @rysko

#tag game #if you were tagged before or already did it then it's just a shout out to you <3

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remimibanana · 20 days

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Nintendo 3DS Retrospective Part 3: A System's Function Continued

I hit the image limit on the previous part, and there's so many more screenshots I want to share with you all! I won't let the limit stop me from blabbing on!

Here is the third part where I continue on about all the system functions and other software I didn't have a chance to show in the other parts. This retrospective was originally one part, and then it became two, and then it became three....

Part 3 is under the cut!

Nintendo 3DS Camera

For the DS/3DS line, one of the main features is the dual cameras featured on the inside and outside of the system. To go with the camera, you need a camera application!

It is a simple application that lets you take photos and videos, and view them all. I used to spend a lot of time here, messing around with all the effects you could set and recording random videos here and there.

You couldn't record any videos on the DSi, so I went a little crazy with it back when. I still have all the old photos and videos I took, although the quality of the photos aren't that great.

It honestly feels like a downgrade from the Nintendo DSi Camera, as there are less effects and ways to edit your image. I miss distorting my images!

But it still was pretty cool to use.

Nintendo 3DS Sound

The DS/3DS line also had a microphone, so of course we need an application that lets you record voice clips and listen to music!

I loved recording myself. I would record the most weirdest of things that makes me wonder what I was thinking back then.

Let me list some of the highlights:

Me swearing very intensely for no real reason in particular, I think I just wanted to say “god damn piece of shit” while emphasizing the last part.

Me singing the beginning to Dragostea Din Tei because I really like this song.

Me singing the entirety of the English cover of A Female Ninja, but I Want To Love because I was really into Yandere Simulator for a bit.

My brother saying “asshole” over and over.

Me recording myself saying a garble of words when reversed, would sound like me saying “moving on the ground”, like Mario.

A whole bunch of calls from Stevo, my quail I used to have.

There is Streetpass, but I never knew how to use it back then. I still don’t know how to use it in fact, it won’t let me add anything to the Streetpass playlist in order for me to turn on Streetpass for this application.

Perhaps one day, I’ll be able to try it out.

Nintendo eShop

Even though it shut down a while ago, you still can use it at the time I post this retrospective.

I really love the eShop a lot. It had soul and our little shopping bag guy. I was there when the shutdown occurred, downloading any last games or demos I wanted.

It looks rather empty without everything...but I'm glad we still can access it and listen to the banger BGM! I always have a smile on my face when I come on here.

I used to spend a lot of time on here as a kid when I had access to the internet, downloading a whole bunch of demos and exploring what games there was!

One time, my dad put $50 into my account since he saw I was on it with his card. I remember being so grateful, he didn't have to put in any money!

I could have bought a single game, but I bought multiple smaller games since I went a little crazy. You can't blame kid me, $50 was a lot of money to me!

From memory, I bought:

Colors 3D

Pokemon Dream Radar

Crystal Monsters

A Shaun the Sheep Episode Set

I wish I could go back to the heyday. It's crazy to think I bought these things over 10 years ago....

I love the Other Settings menu. I used to spend my time here scrolling through it all, seeing what each of the options did. The BGM makes me really emotional when I hear it.

Before the shutdown occurred, I spent over five minutes on this screen trying not to cry. It feels like a part of my childhood got stripped away without my consent. I know we still can use it, but one day....they will stop it too.

Thank you, Nintendo eShop!

Face Raiders

I liked this game a lot! I'm surprised people didn't, I think it's rather charming!

This is my favourite opening animation, the faces sing in a row but the last one messes up and the others gang up on that face.

I used to play this a lot back when I got my red 3DS, since it was one of the only games already on the system. You take a picture of someone's face and then hit the shit out of it with balls over and over in various stages.

My favourite mode was "Share the Fun", especially the underwater stage. I know it was meant for someone else to try out the game, but I used to do it for myself!

Every time it would say to pass the system over to the other person, I would pretend to pass it to myself.

In the underwater stage, you hit someone's face over and over before it falls down onto the floor, with a new version of the face appearing when you destroy it.

I used to always challenge myself to beat my record.

I've never actually beat the final boss in this game, surprisingly. I have the Final Stage unlocked, but I never understood how to beat it. The whole laser thing went over my head, and I think it still does to this day.

I vow to beat it at some point!

Internet Browser

A very simple browser that had limited functionality, especially on the original 3DS line.

I didn’t really use it much when I was a kid, since I had no internet. I did like going on it anyway to get nowhere. I think I tried to use Youtube on here a few times, which didn't load any videos as you might have guessed.

I did log into Twitter before they removed the legacy support since it would have been a missed opportunity otherwise!

You can download images from here, which is what I used it for mainly! You search up the image on Google, view the full sized image and click on "Save Image"!

Not all images could be saved though.

They had to 480 x 480 or below and even then, it might not work for some reason. I used this feature a lot when I drew on Colors 3DS, so I could colour drop the colours I needed for an artwork.

You could put the image you need on the SD card, but if it doesn’t appear in the Nintendo 3DS Camera, you can’t use it in Colors 3D. I wish it wasn't so complicated.

It’s tough drawing on the 3DS.

Colors Gallery

Speaking of Colors 3DS, this is my opportunity to show the Colors Gallery I was talking about in Part 1! Tumblr limit will always be my enemy.

I love this gallery so much. It's a shame we won't ever see it on the 3DS again after the shutdown, but luckily...it won't completely disappear!

There is the Colors Live gallery online which has all of the 3DS artworks! It’s nice to see that nothing will disappear, although no new artworks will ever be uploaded to the gallery from the 3DS.

It's rather unfortunate. I did make my own account and uploaded some of the artworks I was proud of!

Click here to see my profile!

Here is one of the Tokyo Mew Mew artworks I saved when I was a kid in all its glory. It still looks the same as I remember all those years ago....

Friend List

You're probably wondering, why is the Friend List here?

I really like this part of the system, despite how small of a part it plays. You always go on it to see all your friends, add new ones and set your favourite title!

The BGM is a banger, I could spend hours listening to it without being bored of it. I love how they used your Mii inside this card, they would move and even have their own 3DS while you were playing a game!

I remember trying to add people as a kid but the other person didn’t have my friend code so I would be left with these blank cards while waiting for the other person to be my friend.

Once I realised they would never become my friend, I deleted them after a while. If you have a modded system, you can actually put homebrew software as your favourite title which I find really funny.

“I love the FBI manager so much that I should let everyone know!” - someone probably.

Game Notes

You're also probably wondering, why is the Game Notes here too?

I think it’s one of the functions people often overlook, but I used to use it all the time! You only had three colours you could use and only sixteen notes to draw on which was a bit of a shame.

As you can see above, I used it to draw whatever I felt like. Mostly just Splatoon and Pokémon.

Miiverse

It really is too bad it shutdown.

I didn't get to use it too much back in the day, but I'm glad I was able to use it a bit! I remember looking at everyone's posts and admiring all the wonderful drawings!

I even posted on there too, but I don't remember what I drew. There was an offline mode where you could make a post and save it for later to upload. I wish they kept it, just so we could experience it all again like before.

Swapdoodle

The lovely note application we all know and love!

I decided to make this my last title I'll talk about since I have a lot of memories with it. I used this to draw little notes for myself and my friends, sending them when I felt like doing so.

Nikki is the mascot who writes notes to you and teaches you all the things you can do, unlocking new features as you go. You can put up to four badges as an example, which I like to use a lot since I have many of them.

There was a store you could buy more pencil colours and new note backgrounds, but that stopped working with the eShop shutdown, unfortunately.

I regret not buying a pack or two.

We will never see this little notification appear again. I think it's a shame, but what can you do?

And that's a wrap!

With that, my 3DS retrospective is complete! It was a lot of fun reminiscing. Thank you for all the wonderful memories you have given me, you wonderful handheld.

I wish Nintendo would keep supporting it, but all good things must come to an end. I never thought we would reach this point.

To the next console and beyond!

#3ds retrospective #part 3 #sobbbbbbb #wehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #noooooo #don't gooooooooooooo

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Couples passing the torch, or blade, so to speak

Please don't share or screenshot this post without credit.

Disclaimer: as usual, this is just a potential parallel that I noticed, and makes no claims of being canon.

We know that SJM loves to sneak in subtle imagery to hint at her characters' future journeys, and that - in some of our opinions - she appears to be going for a trifecta of couples that will cover rulers, armed forces, and the intelligence services. I believe I've found a parallel from the original trilogy that was shared between Elain and Azriel, and Nesta and Cassian, that hinted at each sisters' future journey.

Azriel and Elain - the Knife in the Dark

When Feyre first met Azriel, she immediately noted the threat he could pose if he wished. "The knife in the dark," she called him; the one to look out for.

But the second male, the more classically beautiful of the two … Even the light shied from the elegant planes of his face. With good reason. Beautiful, but near-unreadable. He’d be the one to look out for—the knife in the dark. Indeed, an obsidian-hilted hunting knife was sheathed at his thigh, its dark scabbard embossed with a line of silver runes I’d never seen before. Rhys said, “This is Azriel—my spymaster.” Not surprising. - ACOMAF, chapter 16

One book later Azriel was covering Cassian (heading the remaining Illyrian ranks), and gave his legendary dagger to Elain during the final battle of ACOWAR. Fulfilling both the Nephelle philosophy and taking on Azriel's title as the Knife in the Dark, for whom didn't the King of Hybern "look out"? Elain.

Nesta did not move from where she shielded Cassian’s body. The king raised his hand, power whirling like a dark galaxy in his palm. I knew they’d both die the moment that power hit them. Anything, I begged the Cauldron. Anything— The king’s hand began to drop. And then halted. A choking noise came out of him. For a moment, I thought the Cauldron had answered my pleas. But as a black blade broke through the king’s throat, spraying blood, I realized someone else had. Elain stepped out of a shadow behind him, and rammed Truth-Teller to the hilt through the back of the king’s neck as she snarled in his ear, “Don’t you touch my sister.” - ACOWAR, chapter 74

Cassian and Nesta - Enalius

There are many parallels that exist between Azriel and Elain Archeron, and this one has been discussed before - though I haven't seen it paralleled to Nesta and Cassian - but it stands out to me because it was fulfilled in a key battle scene, similar to Nessian...

Cassian has been likened to Enalius since ACOWAR, both by others and himself. His inner monologue in ACOSF even said that his main goal as a youngster had been to become the most skilled Illyrian warrior since Enalius himself.

Nesta listened to the low-level Illyrian soldiers whispering about how Cassian had thrown that spear, how he’d cut down soldiers like stalks of wheat, how he’d fought like Enalius—their most ancient warrior-god and the first of the Illyrians. It had been a while, it seemed, since they had seen Cassian in open battle. Since they’d realized that he’d been young in the War, and now … the looks they gave Cassian as he passed … they were the same as those the High Lords had given Rhys upon seeing his power. Like them, and yet Other. - ACOWAR, chapter 56

At twenty-one, he’d still been drinking and brawling and fucking, unconcerned with anything and anybody except his ambition to be the most skilled of Illyrian warriors since Enalius himself. At twenty-one, Feyre had saved their world, mated, and found true happiness. - ACOSF, chapter 11

“And with our healing slowed to a human rate thanks to the rules of the Rite,” Emerie went on, “we’ll be lucky to make it to the Pass of Enalius in one piece.” “What’s that?” Nesta asked. Emerie’s eyes shone. “Long ago—so long ago they don’t even have a precise date for it—a great war was fought between the Fae and the ancient beings who oppressed them. One of its key battles was here, in these mountains. Our forces were battered and outnumbered, and for some reason, the enemy was desperate to reach the stone at the top of Ramiel. We were never taught the reason why; I think it’s been forgotten. But a young Illyrian warrior named Enalius held the line against the enemy soldiers for days. He found a natural archway of stone amongst the tangle of boulders and made that his bottleneck. He died in the end, but he held off the enemy long enough for our allies to reach us. This Rite is all to honor him. So much of the history has been lost, but the memory of his bravery remains.” As Cassian’s name would last through history, Nesta thought. Would her own? Some small part of her wished for it. - ACOSF, chapter 68

To complete the parallel, who ended up performing a deed that read very much like the one for which Enalius was remembered? Nesta Archeron.

Nesta stood under the Pass of Enalius for a long minute. She took out her canteen. Drank the last of the water. Chucked it to the side. She tucked the dagger into her belt. Picked up the sword. And drew a line in the dirt in front of the archway. Her final stand. Her last line of defense. Nesta gathered the shield. Peered over her shoulder to where Emerie had cleared the last cluster of boulders and now struggled up the long, straight path to the peak. A small, quiet smile passed over Nesta’s face. Then she hefted her shield. Angled her sword. And stepped beyond the line she’d drawn to meet her enemy. - ACOSF, chapter 69

She’d joined them at the river house one night to find a mating present from Feyre waiting for her. Hanging on the wall in the grand entry. A portrait of Nesta, holding the line at the Pass of Enalius. She’d let Rhys see some parts of the Rite—but had no idea he’d asked not out of curiosity, but to give his mate ideas for this. - ACOSF, chapter 80

So, it seems that the original ACOTAR trilogy began to set up shared imagery between (likely) endgame couples.

Though Elain and Azriel's example was completed at the end of ACOWAR, it still left a lot of unanswered questions, whereas we had to wait until ACOSF to see Nesta take up Cassian's mantle. What does this mean for the hypothetical Elriel book? Will we see Elain become the Shadowsinger's Knife once more, or use shadows in some other way?

#the knife in the dark #elriel #pro elriel #elain archeron #azriel shadowsinger #enalius #nessian #nesta archeron #cassian acotar #acotar #elriel theory #nessian theory #parralels #parallelriel #acomaf #acowar #acosf #nephelle philosophy #passing the torch

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Changing our username to escape the consequences of our actions, are we? You managed to get a whole server shut down because of your manipulative bullshit. I hope the people you hurt can find some comfort in the fact that you will die alone. Especially if you keep treating people like this.

You can’t even clearly explain what the people you went after did. No evidence, no screenshots, nothing. Just your lies and manipulation and petty bans thrown at anyone you don’t like.

At the very least, don’t be a coward. You owe many people a massive apology, although I don’t expect them to forgive you. God knows I certainly don’t.

Ok so I'm gonna try and take this seriously but I gotta be real "changing our username to escape the consequences of our actions, are we?" made me snort so hard coke came out my nose so I apologise for how shittily put together this is but god damn it's hard to get your thoughts in order when you're almost throwing up

Anyway maybe go ask the spy (because i know that's why it(i checked pronouns, its bio only lists it/its) followed, and i haven't blocked because im not trying to hide) who you sent to my main twitter account to verify this shit before you talk to me cause I told it "My profile is open, I only have hob blocked, I only changed my username because I felt disconnected from my old one. You don't need to worry about me trying to wiggle back in or whatever."

I never tried to hide, if I was trying to hide I'd have shut down all my accounts before changing my name, I don't want to hide. "You can't even clearly explain what the people you went after did. No evidence, no screenshots, nothing." Ok. I can't gather screenshots from servers I'm not in, I explained myself clearly as I could given the fact I still have not had anything explained to me outside of what one person told me and you guys for some reason don't care about that part of any of it so it doesn't help me address shit. The Doc I posted on my old nsfw is the best I could do with the lack of information. My only regret is that I remembered extra details too late to edit them into the doc.

You and the rest of them are essentially a group of highschool children, that's how you're acting. You whisper behind your hands to each other and claim to want to protect people from the big scary evil master manipulator [Kalista] but when someone asks you what I did you act like nothing happened unless it's someone you think will fall for your shit. I do not believe there's substance 99% of whatever you guys have against me that could justify the reaction on that fact alone. Not to mention how STILL, screenshots are shared of me having flashbacks to being RAPED, and you treat it like evidence I'm the devil.

When you guys want to be civil and at the very fucking least stop wishing death on me and sharing that screenshot (and again Hobqueer is fully aware i was having flashbacks, I told him the day after in DMs when he pretended like he cared) then you can come talk to me about how evil I am.

"Don't be a coward" go fuck yourself, Peachy. The call is coming from inside the house and you fucking know it. I know that's you. Don't tell me to stop hiding when you didn't even have the balls to send it off anon, probably cause you know "I hope the people you hurt can at least find some comfort in the fact you will die alone" isn't a good look.

Seethe, for all I care. Rot in your hatred, I welcome it. I don't see myself as a victim, sorry if that fucks up the narrative you constructed for yourself or others.

I have no desire to be in contact with any of you besides maybe two people who defo hate me but at least didn't say some unhinged top-of-bible-studies-class level shit, so like... you can "let go of hatred" now like you wanted to before. You don't have to waste your energy thinking up ways to make me feel bad, because it doesn't work anymore.

Should've tried this two days ago then maybe you'd have gotten more than a half-thought-out bait response.

#untagged

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Unrecognisable Part 54

A familiar, but incredibly annoying musical tone cut through the peaceful silence of my sleep. It was jarring and maddening, but it wouldn’t go away. No, it kept repeating, piercing my head like daggers to my brain. I had to get rid of it, but my entire body felt like a dead weight. I tried to move, but my body would not respond. The sound continued. It took me several moments to realise it was my ringtone. It took all of my strength to lift my hand and grab my phone. Squinting at the screen I saw Lilly’s profile picture on my lock screen and adrenaline took over. In my rush to answer the phone, I nearly dropped it to the floor, but I managed to catch it at the last second and answered the call.

“Hi Lilly,” I said rubbing my forehead. “What’s up?”

“I know you said to avoid making contact with you, but this… this is kind of an emergency. Or at least I think so, even if the others don’t necessarily agree with me,” Lilly rambled.

“Hang on, when did I ever say don’t contact us? I never said that,” I frowned. “You’re always free to contact us.”

“You said so last week? Or was it the week before?” Lilly thought out loud. “Oh I know, it was when I sent you the message about Richy’s parole approval!”

“Wait, what? I know I am still half asleep, but did you say Richy received parole?” I sat up as I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You said his parole was denied!”

“Uh, no, it was most definitely approved,” Lilly insisted. “I know we all wish it wasn’t, but no amount of denying that is going to change it.”

“No, but you sent me a message saying it was denied! I know you did!” I exclaimed.

I lowered my phone and put Lilly on speakerphone so I could go check the message history, but anything prior to my new phone was gone.

“Shit, new phone. I can’t even double check!” I rolled my eyes.

“Really? Weird, when I got a new phone my old chat history was still there,” Lilly commented. “Let me take a screenshot of my history and send it to you.”

After a minute or so of waiting, I received an image file from Lilly. I opened it and my blood ran cold.

Lilly: MC… they approved his parole! 😞

Lilly: How could they do that?

MC: What?

Lilly: I know! Dan’s here losing his mind! 😩

Lilly: Why Richy and not Hannah!?

MC: The system has failed us. The truly guilty never receive adequate punishment.

Lilly: Will you let Jake know? I don’t think I can bring myself to tell him.

MC: I will handle it.

MC: Lilly, I have to ask that you limit contact with us for a while. It is currently too dangerous.

Lilly: No contact at all?

MC: Only in case of an emergency.

Lilly: Got it 👍

Lilly: Well, give my big brother a hug for me will you? And stay safe!

MC: You too, Lilly.

“Lilly…” my voice trembled. “That wasn’t me.”

“What do you mean it wasn’t you? Oh God, was it one of your pursuers?” Lilly gasped. “Shit, I’m sorry!”

“No, Lilly, it’s worse than that,” my breathing became erratic. “That was Jake.”

“Huh? Why didn’t he tell me he was using your phone?” Lilly pondered.

“Because he wasn’t,” I bit my lip. “I had my phone the entire time. He hacked my phone to filter my messages and respond to you.”

“Why would he do that? It doesn’t make sense!” Lilly pondered.

“The bigger question is why did he impersonate you and tell me the parole was denied? Why didn’t he want me to know Richy was getting out?” I tried to search my mind for an explanation.

“Oh, um, that brings me to reason for my call,” Lilly said nervously. “The thing is, Richy got out three days ago. He chose to stay with his cousin in Colville rather than return to Duskwood. I couldn’t blame him really. Anyway, his cousin says Richy went out to buy some drinks two nights ago and he didn’t return.”

“He’s missing?” I stood up as the pieces started to come together.

“He is. Alan called me. He called everyone. He wanted to make sure we hadn’t seen or heard of him. The cops think he might have… ended things somewhere. They said he had taken the parole hearing very poorly and his cousin was meant to be watching him to make sure he didn’t do anything destructive… Oh, MC, the others don’t think he’s worth worrying about, but I don’t know. Something about it feels very wrong to me,” Lilly explained.

“Lilly,” I paused as I almost mentioned we were still in Colville. “This is worth worrying about. But I’ll need to get back to you, ok? There’s some things I need to check into.”

“You don’t think…” Lilly began.

“Let’s not jump to conclusions,” I said rather hypocritically. Jumping to conclusions was exactly what I was doing. “I’ll call you back later when I have more information.”

“Ok,” she said hesitantly. “Please stay safe, MC.”

“You too, Lilly,” I nodded, then ended the call.

I suddenly started to feel woozy so I sat back down on the couch. I know I was woken up abruptly, but I shouldn’t be feeling so lightheaded. While I waited for the feeling of vertigo to pass, I checked my other notifications on my phone. There were two emails from Dr. Cumming.

<<I am sorry to hear you are not well and couldn’t make it tonight, but please call me. I have the name and address of a clinic where you can receive treatment anonymously. It is dangerous to be on the street this time of year without proper treatment.>>

<<Even if you’re unwell, please come to tonight’s session. I will arrange for some general antibiotics that you can pick up from my office. If there is anything else I can help you with, please let me know.>>

What was the doctor talking about? We had seen him just last night! I marked the emails unread to respond to later, then went back to the home screen to swap to the browser to check the local news. That’s when I saw it…

<<Saturday>>

Saturday!? What the fuck happened to Friday!? Nausea quickly built up in my stomach and I fought the urge to hurl. Not that it mattered. There was nothing to vomit up. I hadn’t eaten in over 24 hours.

I glanced over and noticed a bottle of water sitting on the desk. I picked it up and left the office. Of course Jake wasn’t anywhere to be seen, but that didn’t even surprise me anymore. I went straight for the kitchenette downstairs and dumped the “water” into the sink. After rinsing the bottle out several times, I then refilled it with fresh, untainted water from the tap. As I started to drink it, I suddenly became aware of just how dehydrated I was and ended up gulping the entire bottle in one go. I refilled it again and drank some more. Slowly I could feel the fog in my head lifting.

I grabbed the box of muesli and ate it straight out of the box while I wracked my brain on what to do next. Some voices in my head tried to reason a plausible explanation for all of this, while others could only see one possibility. Jake enacted revenge on Richy. Killed him even. No, I was jumping to conclusions again. One wasn’t necessarily connected to the other. It could all just be a coincidence. A weird, crazy coincidence.

Fuck, who was I kidding?

There was only one way to find out for sure. Where was Jake now? I checked my phone and sure enough he hadn’t renabled the tracking on his phone. That would have been too simple, right? Let’s not forget I didn’t have access to the CCTV anymore. I literally had no idea where he was now or where he had been for these past few days. I was at a complete loss. I needed answers and I couldn’t trust anyone, not even Jake, to give me them. If only I could somehow follow Jake and see what he was up to.

I paced around the room, trying to figure out how to follow someone who not only didn’t want to be followed, but he drugged me to make sure I couldn’t get involved. Did I really sleep through an entire day? Surely the drug had its limits. It couldn’t have kept me asleep all that time. I closed my eyes and tried to recall my last memory. I remember him pouring the glass of wine and talking with him in this very room, but then everything became cloudy. Why couldn’t I remember anything after that? Suddenly, I recalled his voice speaking calmly to me.

“Did I wake you?” he said gently.

“Mmh,” I tried to open my eyes, but the light was too bright.

“Drink, angel,” he cooed. “It’s full of vitamins to keep you going.”

A warm, somewhat sweet but also bitter liquid entered my mouth. Swallowing was challenging at first, but became easier slowly. My eyelids fluttered open and saw Jake holding my head up lovingly.

“I just need a bit more time,” he assured me.

I finished the drink, but I was confused as to what was happening. “Jake, I’m still so tired.”

“I know, angel. Let the sleep take you softly again,” he leant down and kissed my lips softly. “You’re safe here.”

My skin crawled and my stomach churned again, but that memory did reveal one truth. He had returned to make sure I stayed asleep. He probably thought he knew exactly when the drug would wear out and I would wake again, but he made a miscalculation. My ringtone acted as an alarm and woke me up prematurely.

I had one of two options. Either I could pretend I was I still asleep, but then I would somehow have to feign drinking the next dose under his watchful eye. Or somehow get my hands on some sort of anti-sleep drug to counteract the one I was being given. No, that was far too risky. It was better to stick with the truth. I had woken up early. He didn’t need to know how or why. He also didn’t need to know that I was aware of what was happening. It would be easier to pretend to consume a contaminated drink and feign sleep from there. Once he was confident I was asleep, he would leave again, none the wiser. Then I could follow him and find out what he was up to. To pull it off though, I had to convince him my wake up was genuine and natural.

MC: Hey, where are you? I only just woke up and it’s already 4. 😱

Jake: Sorry, I had a few things that I needed to look after. It’s taken longer than I had expected. You were so beautifully sound asleep that I didn’t want to wake you.

MC: Thank you, I guess I needed it!

Jake: I would say you did. I hope you are feeling better.

MC: I am definitely well rested now 😊

MC: Will you be back soon or should I call Dr. Cumming to say we won’t be visiting tonight?

Jake: No, I will be back soon.

Jake: I promise, it won’t be much longer.

MC: You’re going to have to make it up to me!

Jake: Will I?

MC: Yes! 😤

Jake: And how do you propose I make it up to you?

MC: Well you could start with dinner! 😏

Jake: Got it. ;)

It was nearly dark when Jake finally returned with Chinese food and a bottle of Baijiu, Chinese liquor.

“So sorry I am late,” he gave me his best puppy-eyed expression.

“Wow, that smells delicious!” I faked my best smile.

“And I’m told this liquor goes great with it,” he beamed.

“Jake, not before the appointment,” I frowned.

“One drink won’t hurt,” he pressured.

It was apparent that he had no intention of making that session tonight. He would feed me and put me back to sleep. And who knew what happened after that.

“Ugh, you’re so bad,” I rolled my eyes. “Fine! You’ve convinced me!”

Jake smirked and placed the bottle on the table, then went over to grab glasses from the drying rack. He filled one glass with water from the tap, then returned to the table. Meanwhile after I spread the takeout containers out on the table, I went to the drying rack to grab cutlery and plates, watching Jake from the corner of my eye. He opened the bottle and poured the liquor into the second glass, but he had conveniently turned his back to me, hiding the glass from my view. There was no doubt in my mind that he laced it. Now the moment of truth was approaching, would I be able to convince him that I drank it?

Returning to the table with the clean plates and cutlery, I set the table in front of Jake then proceeded to serve out the food from the trays. Jake waited for me to finish before sitting down at the table with me.

“So, what were you doing today?” I asked as I started to pick at my dinner.

“I was meeting an old friend,” he answered vaguely.

“We could’ve gone together,” I said innocently.

“It wasn’t a social call,” he glanced up at me.

“Oh, that kind of a visit, huh? Did, uh, anyone get hurt?” I asked sincerely.

“No one that didn’t deserve it,” his face twitched ever so slightly. “How do you like it?”

“Hmm?” I looked at him confused, then he gestured to my plate of food. “Oh, it’s really good! You made an excellent choice tonight.”

Jake smiled, “I thought you would like it.”

We ate our dinners in silence, exchanging brief looks at each other. I don’t know if Jake was starting to pick up on my discomfort. The glass of liquor on the table was like an awkward elephant in the room. I was still unsure if I could successfully fool him, but time was running out. I had to at least made it look like I drank it before he got too suspicious of me. About three-quarters into the food on my plate I decided it was time if I was going to make this at least look convincing.

Putting my fork down for a second, I picked up my glass trying my best to feign interest. I gave the liquor a quick swirl and sniffed it.

“Oh, that’s strong,” I commented honestly.

Jake put down his fork and picked up his glass as well, “It had a lot of positive reviews online so I hope it is good.”

“Well, there’s only one way to find out,” I raised my glass in a small toast. Jake met mine with a small clink. “To us.”

“To us,” Jake smiled.

I lifted my glass to my lips mirroring with Jake. I could taste the liquor on my lips, but I didn’t dare let it into my mouth. Instead, I swallowed my saliva slowly in small, calculated gulps, then dramatically lowered the glass back down on the table, imitating my best whiskey face.

“Wow, that’s real good,” I laughed and returned to my dinner.

“I’m glad you like it,” Jake smirked.

“Oh, before I forget, my computer has been acting a bit weird today,” I lied.

“Weird how?” Jake narrowed his eyes, concerned.

“I don’t know. Sluggish? Glitchy? Like I swear it opened up some applications on its own,” I shrugged.

Jake paused for a moment, then his expression went sour, “You didn’t leave it running, did you?”

“Um, I might’ve?” I tilted my head innocently. “I honestly can’t remember.”

Jake abruptly got up from the table, “We should leave it disconnected from the internet for now.”

In a haste Jake left the cafeteria and went upstairs. As soon as I heard his first footstep on the stairs, I quickly got up and ran over to the sink with my glass, dumping its contents down the sink. I shifted an unwashed plate to cover the drain to hide the faint smell. Jake never washed up anyway so I didn’t need to worry about it. Then just as quickly, I ran back to the table and continued eating. My heart raced so I closed my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths until I heard the heavy footsteps of Jake descending the stairs.

“No, you had it closed, but I removed the battery just to be safe. I’ll have a look at later after the appointment,” he assured me as he sat back down at the table. “Oh, that was fast.”

“You know how it is with me and alcohol,” I joked.

“I would offer you more, but we need to leave soon,” Jake casually moved the bottle closer to his end of the table. He didn’t want me drinking too much with the sleeping drug. How considerate of him.

“Nah, I’m fine,” I yawned. “I think it’s making me a bit sleepy actually. Though I have no idea how I could possibly sleep more.”

“You shouldn’t have drunk it so fast,” Jake commented with a slight undertone. I glanced up and saw a darkness wash over him.

“Maybe I should go upstairs,” I tried my hardest to sound groggy.

“Let me help you. I don’t want you to slip on the stairs,” Jake stood up and walked around to my side of the table. Like a gentleman, he pulled back my chair and helped me to my feet.

I faked a stumble into him and giggled, “My hero! Catching me so I won’t fall!”

“Always,” he stroked my cheek gently with his fingers, then leant down and kissed my lips softly.

“Mmmh,” I broke the kiss before he would notice the lack of alcohol on my breath. “I had the strangest dream last night.”

“Did you?” he smiled.

“What was it again?” I pretended to be trying to recall a dream. “Oh yes! I was travelling through the forest trying to find you. I swear I could hear your voice, but no matter where I looked, I couldn’t find you.”

“You’re scared of losing me again?” he questioned. I nodded and leant my head against his chest. “You shouldn’t worry about that. I will always find my way back to you.”

Jake wrapped one arm around my waist, keeping me against him, while his other hand rubbed circles on my temple. I couldn’t help but inhale his scent. Normally I would find it reassuring, but there was a faint chemical smell on him, which was disconcerting.

“Let’s get you upstairs before you get too sleepy,” Jake whispered.

Jake lifted my arm and wrapped it around his shoulders so he could support my weight as he led me towards the stairs. It was as if he anticipated me to lose my balance.

“But your appointment,” I mumbled.

“You needn’t worry about that,” he insisted firmly.

I let my eyelids get heavy and lowered my head as we went up the stairs. I made sure to drag my feet lazily to try to make it look convincing. I wasn’t looking to win an Academy Award or anything, but I figured every detail counted. My toes got caught on the last step, which was actually real because I was trying so hard to fake it.

“Careful,” Jake reached out and caught me. “I don’t want you to get hurt, angel.”

“Stop calling me that, I’m no angel,” I shook my head with a chuckle.

He smiled, “It’s what you are to me. My beautiful, perfect angel from up high.”

“I don’t think angels trip on stairs,” I mused.

“Ok, my clumsy, little angel,” he laughed as he opened the door to the manager’s office. “Still every bit beautiful though.”

I blushed at Jake’s sudden behaviour while he helped me over to the couch. I nearly forgot what I was doing, but managed to fake slumping down on the couch just in time. Jake knelt down in front of me while I pretended to start nodding off. He took my hand and held my palm to his cheek. I had to resist the urge to ‘wake up’.

“Sleep well, angel. It won’t be much longer,” he spoke so quietly I barely heard him.

Jake stood up again and helped me to lie down on the couch, then took one his spare hoodies and draped it over me. Softly he kissed my forehead. Quietly I hoped he wouldn’t notice the goosebumps on my skin from the chills he gave me while he gently caressed my cheek. He was still waiting for me to fall asleep. With all of my energy, I slowed my breathing right down to a soft, gentle pace, trying my hardest not to lose my cool while I felt his eyes on me. I nearly lost it when I felt his thumb run over my lips. I started to panic internally that he might try to kiss me again. I wouldn’t be able to react or prevent him from finding out I didn’t actually drink any of the alcohol. I felt his fingers trail down my neck, over my shoulder, down my arm and then pull up the hoodie to better cover me.

Why did he still have to be so sweet on me? Why couldn’t he make it easier for me to hate him? Just what the hell were you up to, Jake? What didn’t you want me to know?

At last, the light turned off and the door quietly closed behind him. Still, I didn’t dare move and lied in wait.

#duskwood #duskwood fanfiction #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood jake #unrecognisable fanfic

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"It belongs in a museum!"

("My private museum, that is.")

I've had a fun afternoon taking my Paix al-Lareiff sim through the world of Al-Simhara in The Sims 3 'World Adventures' expansion pack. He had the lifetime wish to have a private museum of artefacts worth over 20,000 simoleons, and he's just completed that wish. Thought I'd share a few screenshots of his progress :)

Arriving at Base Camp:

Excavating around some of the ruins:

Entering a tomb:

Uh... well this doesn't look promising...

Found something in here, but it wasn't what he'd hoped:

Before he found the actual loot in there, he found a bunch of skittering insects, and he was decidedly unimpressed. I'll stick that screenshot behind the cut at the end of this post, in case anyone's squeamish.

(Be warned: If you have to expand this post, the cut won't show up. If insects are a squick for you, stop viewing the images once you get to the full museum one.)

Uh-oh. Look out!

Luckily he had some mummy snacks on him (yes really) so the mummy took one, asked for a napkin, then went back into its sarcophagus. (God, I love this game xD)

The final result: a lifetime wish fulfilled. Paix's private museum!

STOP SCROLLING HERE IF YOU EXPANDED THE POST AND INSECTS ARE A SQUICK FOR YOU!

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He was unimpressed xD

#paix al lareiff #pixlriffs #the sims 3 #ts3 #sims 3 #simblr #al simhara

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I hope you don't mind me asking, but what originally got you into Hatstache? (If you ever answered this before, I am so sorry)

anon firstly i'm so sorry according to tumblr this ask has been sitting here since october 6th. i keep looking at it trying to word my thoughts and then telling myself ill answer it later and then... not doing that. lol

i got into ahit waaayyy back in 2019, when the fandom was mostly saturated with snatcher content at the time (people who have been following me since then probably remember that i hated him for like a solid two years just because he was everywhere lol). i remember very distinctly feeling very dissatisfied with how the game treated and wrote off mu after seeing her storybook, and i couldn't really find any postgame content that gave her a happy ending that i felt personally satisfied with. i ended up finding the hatstache tag on ao3 completely by chance trying to find that postgame content i wanted only to find that there were exactly two fics (neither of which i will not mention out of respect/not wanting that tied to my blog) that did not appeal to me for reasons lol.

the concept of it really stuck with me, though, even if i didn't find anything to fuel it with at the time. i like relationships where people who are hurting/have hurt each other work through it. and i am someone who looks way too into every little detail of everything, ever, and its always felt like mu both holds hk in a very high regard+was very hurt by her actions throughout the same. (see: dialogue+cut dialogue, graffiti around the game, the finale+mu's dialogue before it, the paintings, hk's 'betrayal', etc). paired with what little official content we did get of them being friends (postgame? maybe?) and it was a natural progression ehe

but even then i didn't actually feel super strong about it for a while. it was mostly just thoughts like 'damn, wish we got more content of them interacting' and 'it would be cute if mu had a little crush on hk without realizing'. i didn't actually get super passionate about it until i started writing the original version of twtt that summer/autumn (known as a crack in time at that point), and i only really wrote the ship in because 1.) i thought it would add some flavor and 2.) it made me really sad that there weren't too many options for people who wanted to read a hatstache fic at the time. and even then...

(screenshot from august 3rd, 2019. transcript in alt)

... it wasn't actually endgame. woah woah if you follow me for twtt please for the love of god put the pitchforks down they're endgame now and that's what matters. the story to twtt was significantly more different than it was now, but by the time i had actually wrote hatstache in, the ending i had planned for it was pretty bittersweet. it was just something i wanted to explore in my own self-indulgent way (as i always do ehe), and i was working through some stuff with my own sexuality and relationships at the time, so... yeah. threw it in for spice :D

then i started actually writing it and i just instantly fell in love with their dynamic and just how well their characterization worked with each other. i tend to write them as characters who come off as opposites at first interaction but are very similar at the core and that just makes them bounce off of each other really well. i got attached really fast, and as the story went down a totally different path than i originally expected, i was incapable of letting it go. it really just kind of worked its way into my heart. and the more i analyzed things and learned about the game and all of the little stuff hidden within/cut out, the more it seared itself into my brain until i was like... damn. i understand why they call it an otp now because i would go down with it. even when i trashed acit and took my year-and-a-half break from the fandom, hatstache was just a dynamic that lived in my head rent free.

it has a really special place in my heart because it is, in a way, what pushed me to start writing again and really exploring what i was capable of with my writing, too. and again its just a dynamic that i think can be explored in so many different wonderful ways. despite it all i want them to be happy and by god they will be... eventually :)

i guess basically to answer your question i just kind of wrote myself into it... but i hope you enjoyed my little trip down memory lane+some history behind the creation of twtt (there's a lot of it)

thank you for asking <3

#and also: im always happy to answer questions like these! it takes me some time to get into it but i love rambling so please dont hesitate #to ask me these sort of things. or things like hcs or ideas or what influenced certain decisions behind certain fics. etc etc #ive mentioned it somewhere but what originally got me to write twtt was some doodle of mu in a suit i did at a pizza place lol #the sketchbook its in got trashed but i know the drawing is still floating around there somewhere. i just have to find where ehe #long post #ask #hatstache #not art #twtt posting #just a little :)#twtt meta

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