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So fun fact this is the drawing I accidentally copy pasted on top of itself. Originally this was supposed to be a wallpaper type I would offer for Comms, but this was so complicated I would rather not do that to myself.
In other news I am thoroughly obsessed with RTDLDX, and have beat everything except the True Arena (I have yet to 100% extra mode though, as I had like 4 lives by the final world. It kicked my butt but I do thoroughly enjoy a challenge). I have. so many thoughts. Mostly about this egg (who I am now broke because of. I have spent much money for him)
Also this is my first time properly drawing either of his boss forms I do not understand how other people do it, it was fun but gosh round shapes are hard to draw in one smooth go. Ramble aside, this is a phone wallpaper, if you wanna use it as such! That’s what its meant to be. Prolly works better as a lock screen unless you can move where your apps are
(relogs with tags/comments are appreciated. Thankyu)
#kirby#magolor#magolor kirby#kirby's return to dreamland#kirby's return to dreamland deluxe#rtdldx#rtdldx spoilers#magolor epilogue#gosh this game gave me so many emotions#i literally speedran the main story#i beat every world in the span of a few hours on the FIRST DAY i owned it.#then spent the second day beating the finale#then proceeded to beat the normal arena. fairly easy all things considered#then i went and played a bit of extra mode and went ok ill tackle you later.#went to magologue#got to the ending and i was gonna quit so the switch wouldnt DIE#but i ACCIDENTALLY activated the final boss#so i had to put it on the tv and gosh it was...a lot. i was vibing.#then i saw the credits and kinda lost my mind in the best way#then i spent the most of my time s u f f e r i n g#because extra mode. is SURPRISINGLY difficult i game overed like FOUR TIMES.#in the final level of the game by the way#germdraws#germ draws#glowing eyes#eye contact#ask to tag
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Oooh, can we get a directory’s commentary on the Blind Starscream AU and the Starscream Knitting AU? I know they are small AUs, but I enjoy rereading them from time to time. Plus they involve my favorite (troubled) Seeker. Also maybe one for Broken Record too because that one was just so gosh darn good! Please and Thank you!
I got you! I love giving my thoughts on the writing! Also I seriously adore the Starscream knitting AU and I have fun with the Blind Starscream AU too. I just ran out of ways to continue them. Any ideas for them would be gladly accepted :3
Blind Starscream
It was born of a request, and honestly I wasn't the most enthused with it because I had no plot to give the AU. It was a concept game rather than a story for me. Not a bad thing from time to time, but I like having a story to follow to write for. However with that said, it is a fun one and I recall having a great time thinking about how frickin funny it must be to watch Optimus yeet water at Screamer because he's scared of the bugger.
Extra tidbit about this AU: Starscream actually thinks its super funny to pretend he can see, but ONLY around ST3V3 the Vehicon. Starscream will act as though he can see perfectly and stare with lightless optics right into the Vehicon's visor. ST3V3 is terrified, but not a spark believes him when he says Starscream can see and absolutely can end their lives. Well, they believe the second part, but most don't question Starscream's blindness.
Starscream Knitting
It has been a VERY long time since I last looked at this AU. I hardly remember where it began, but I know it was made when I still didn't know how to format anything in visually pleasing and rational way. I don't go back and read my old work for a reason. (lll￢ω￢)
That said, I have had one image in my head since I learned about how running a small business works. Starscream, with stupidly colorful packaging, slowly and carefully getting every package done with his giant frickin claws. Oh! And those nails are absolutely manicured so that he can take videos and pretend he's just a really stylish knitter. He will never admit he enjoys his claws being painted a vivid red.
He secretly watches manicure videos online and asks Knockout to do him up every now and then.
Broken Record
Oh boy. The emotions were STRONG with this fic. It was the week before midterms and I was STRESSING. So of course I gave my baby some trauma to make me feel better. I was actually at work most of the time while writing Broken Record. I listened to City of the Dead on repeat the whole bloody time because it set the mood. No escape. No victory. No hope. Only loss.
Tidbit about Smokey in this fic: He did absolutely everything under the sun to make things work, and while not shown super closely in the fic because I enjoy being somewhat sane, he had a DEEP relationship with the team. He came to see Arcee as a sister in a sense. He adored her and looked up to her for many long loops before he had to pull away and then grew to see how badly her grief was hurting her. He wasn't the closest with Bulkhead and Wheeljack, but he shared many long nights alongside them, talking about the slightly happier aspects of war. Bumblebee he saw as a brother and eventually a ward as time dragged on. As he matured, he felt the need to watch over the scout, just as Optimus did. This was never fully expressed in the fic, but if given the chance, Smokescreen would take up a parental mantle if only to honor the fallen. He was especially close with Ratchet, that with the medic being the closest mech he ever had to a father.
Surprising right? You would think he's see Optimus that way. However he can't see Optimus like that. In his optics, Optimus is like a ghost. He learns from the mech, but Optimus is a strange thing for Smokescreen. A living dead mech. As much as Smokescreen bonded to the Prime, it was all a very solemn thing. But him and Ratchet? He loves Ratchet as a son would his father. Ratchet was always there for him, always offering comfort instead of the cold conformation of loss that Optimus gave. I didn't have enough time to write it, but I really wanted a scene where Ratchet tucked Smokescreen in after a long day and even managed to get the truth from him. I wanted to write one loop where Ratchet knew, and all he could do was hold Smokescreen's servo and weep as the loop came to an end.
Another tidbit: I fully intend to write a prequel with Orion and his trial. And let me tell you, what I have envisioned is ROUGH. It will take me a hot minute to write I think, simply because writing Broken Record required me to have a VERY off mental state to make it happen. However when I write it, let me say now that Orion Pax will have no frame of reference and do far worse things than Smokescreen in an attempt to get out. There could have been other ways to get out, but after so long? He just wanted to be free, no matter the harm it caused to Megatron at the Council chambers.
#transformers#maccadam#transformers prime#optimus prime#smokescreen#ratchet#broken record au#starscream#blind starscream#author's notes#lets try some writing mumbles
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Wow... Just Wow... You'd think in the post The Last of Us Part II world game developers would think twice before killing off a main character people were yearning to play again. I thought Activision knew better and since they didn't do anything of the sort in MWII, the boys are safe. Gosh, I was so excited, I just wanted to have a good time and see what's new with my buddies from 1-4-1. Fuck this, I'm exhausted
Dear Anon,
I've got so much to say to the point I felt the need to distance myself from the fandom immediately after completing the campaign.
I am emotionally devastated, and as crazy as it sounds, it was vital to me that AV gave Soap another chance after mw3.
Sure, it's a war videogame and deaths are therefore inevitable, but killing the same character twice with the sole hope of making us hate Makarov so as to have more hype for the next COD (which, personally, I doubt will follow this arc since I define it now concluded although there are still unresolved issues) it was a stupid move to make, because by doing so we are hating AV, not Makarov himself.
Furthermore, what is most infuriating is that if the COD family has started to be so lively, creative and enthusiastic again in ways that it wasn't even 20 years ago, it is above all thanks to Saop.
Each of the protagonists in MWII was perfect, earning a special place in our hearts, but it is clear that Soap and the relationship established with Ghost were the catalyst of definitive affection that connected us so deeply to the reboot, leading us to buy even a new game that, more than a campaign, more than a DLC, is a scam:
rushed dialogues, too many characters piled on top of each other, typical warzone game dynamics with such a short duration that each level becomes chaotic etc etc etc... 2, maximum 3 hours later, we find ourselves with a Soap killed, slaughtered and left to die with total dullness and without any emotional focus DURING our game without even receiving a cutscene dedicated to him.
And, as if that wasn't enough, by killing him, Ghost was also indirectly killed: for once, perhaps for the first real time, that man - always represented as cold - had found a family and something, someone to hold on to: taking it away from him , they demolished two people with a single shot.
Atrocious.
Treating one of the characters who has practically supported the entire current COD fortune on his shoulders in this way is, for me, a great injustice, as well as a stupid move.
Again, I don't hate Makarov; I hate AV.
Also, I apologize for the outburst, but after 20 years of supporting the COD saga, I never expected them to play so dirty with reboots.
I'll make a separate post when I find the courage, but for now thank you for giving me the opportunity to talk about it openly.
#call of duty fanart#call of duty#ghost call of duty#cod mw2#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty modern warfare 2#mw2#cod#cod mwii#call of duty mw2#call of duty modern warfare 3#call of duty mwii#call of duty mwiii#call of duty mw3#modern warfare iii#mw3#cod mw 2023#cod mwiii#call of duty modern warfare III#COD MWIII#mwiii#cod mw3#modern warfare 3#call of duty fanfic#call of duty x reader#modern warfare x reader#modern warfare ii#modern warfare 2#modern warfare fanfiction#modern warfare two
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A Hanging Dying dream forever repeating
AKA: the Via-Verse’s version of Alagadda’s origin.
After working off and on on this for months and debating whether or not I should post it, it’s finally, finally here! This takes some elements from other tales, but I made it my own lol.
Anyways, TW: mind-altering, body horror, death by childbirth, heavy usage of blood, emotional child abuse, plague (which has descriptions of killing people), religious themes, child abandonment, mild gore, medical themes, suicide by hanging, slit throats, and someone snaps their own neck at one point, a knife’s briefly mentioned, cosmic horror, chains, brief mentions of drinking, someone plays with another person’s trauma in an attempt to manipulate them.
Sorry about the long list of TWs, but it’s just text, no pictures.
Anyways, here we go! (The document this is saved on is 12 pages long what is wrong with me lol)
Have you ever heard of Alagadda? Probably not, most haven’t these days. It was a kingdom long ago, before it became something else at the cost of memory. Do you wish to know what happened? …Good.
It all started as most stories do: before anything noteworthily weird happened. There was a king, there was a queen, she was pregnant, they loved each other very much, and the kingdom loved them. Nothing that made it seem too different from most kingdoms.
Except, of course, for one thing. The king had a certain secret, one that would hand the ink and pen to the hands of fate for Alagadda.
He had a love for forbidden magics. His nights spent at the Wanderer’s Library, writing the names of Gods and various sights across the sea of universes. Eventually, the Way he used just closed up, but that didn’t matter. He already had what he needed to grant his greatest wish.
Dyo’s surroundings felt like a dream to him. A faint memory of a dream from centuries back, that was what this was. He knew he wasn’t in Alagadda anymore, and he felt off. Was this fear, or bewilderment? And what were these colors? And why wasn’t this entirely unfamiliar?
He could hear birds chirping somewhere on his left. Why was the sound’s location so clear? And what kind of birds were these, with a song so beautiful and clear, something he could sing along to if he possessed vocal chords?
What was this strange, new, beautiful world? The sky above him, it was blue? Was that the word for it? Why did he know the word?
Gosh, if only he still had his body. Then he could investigate this strange new world he was thrown into. See the birds. Maybe sing.
The king wished that him, his queen, and his future child would live forever. The kingdom loved them, and he loved his queen, so there was no problem he could think of. Plus he had a common trait to most mortals: thantophobia. He was a strange man driven by fear. Not very strange, actually, when comparing him to others.
He whispered into the abyss, and three brothers answered. The youngest draped in darkness, his pale face standing out with a sliver grin. The middle a strange mismash of armor and arms, dust and clutter. The eldest of pale colors, faced in pure shadows and towering over the night sky. Three ways to die. A deal was made, a game of cards for immortality.
He fought for this immortality, he really did. He was able to top the two younger. But the eldest defeated him, far, far too easily, crushing the built up hope. And then they returned to the shadows without a word, leaving him alone.
The queen gave birth three days later. The child survived, but she faded away. The child didn’t cry, covered in their mother’s blood. The king didn’t understand why, and did not hold the child. So they remained, wrapped in dark clothes by the midwife, for someone else to take care of.
Time seemed to return to a familiar melding for Dyo. He couldn’t tell how many hours it took before the sun began to set. He knew that soon, a familiar night would appear. He felt strangely sad, he rather liked this new day. But he couldn’t really hear the birds anymore, and he was rather tired of being stuck in one place. Perhaps something familiar would help this horrid wait for some poor soul to come across him.
However, a new sound came from his right. Faint, but approaching. He had heard variations of this sound back home, and it sometimes appeared in this new daytime, but never was the crushing of leaves back home, and never was it approaching him here.
Footsteps. The stepper was probably wearing boots, from the sound of it. He honestly couldn’t wait, he really wanted to move around this new world. See the birds. He wondered what new colors they would be.
The footsteps got closer and closer, until finally a shadow covered Dyo. He could feel himself smiling. He never smiled back home. He could get used to this new world. He felt a gloved hand grab him, and hold it up to the mysterious face of the new being. The face…
It was probably the most horrific face Dyo had ever seen.
The plague came after that. Sores spotted the people of the kingdom, blood and bile coming from screeching mouths. The screams of the people echoing in the streets for years. The inescapable smell of death. But the king never heard them, never smelled rot or tasted bile.
The king had hidden deep in his castle, sobbing, mourning his queen, and only his queen for all those years. Unaware of the state of his people. He had put the lords in charge of it all, the kingdom and his child. His child…
His child grew strange. They were quiet, and rarely smiled, but weren't mean. They did try to help the people, as much as a child could. Sometimes, when there was no hope that someone would survive, they would sit by their side until they fell, no matter how the doctors warned against it. Strangely, the child never grew ill themself. Despite most people accepting the child, there were… rumors about the kid. Whispers of being the devil’s child and witchcraft, which the child somewhat heard. They didn’t believe it, but… it explained why their father never played with them like other fathers did.
10 years after it all, the king finally listened, having returned from his sorrows. He heard the screams. He saw the blood, and he saw the corpses. But he didn’t blame himself, no.
He blamed the child. He accused them of not being his child, of having been a spirit possessing them sent by the brothers to torment him, bringing the plague with them wherever they went. A monster that must have killed the real child.
The child didn’t understand. They had never met their father before this, but they heard they weren’t supposed to do this. They were supposed to love their children. That was what they saw with the fathers in the street. Was this why he never showed himself? Were they really a monster? A fake? Were those whispers right?
The king ordered the child to be locked away in their room, and never let out. Proclaimed them to be a contamination spreading monster. Some believed and some didn’t, but the ones that didn’t didn’t do anything to stop it.
Perhaps they were supposed to be locked away, perhaps there was something wrong with them. That was what they wondered, anyway. Their father hid away from them for so long, after all. Perhaps this was the reason. Perhaps they were born of dust and shadows, their mother unable to bear the beast she created. Perhaps everyone was right, perhaps they doomed the townsfolk they loved by existing.
The child began to cry.
There was something completely off about the figure’s face. It had the same mask-face as the people back home, but there was something off about its construction. The mask felt too organic, the yellow eyes uncovered, sunken deep in its head. Too expressive, too wrong, that was the eyes. It’s eyes, something changed in Dyo upon seeing the creature’s eyes.
Memories began to appear in his head, of long before, of a state of wakefulness, of trees and blue birds, and colors! So many forgotten colors, bright orange paints like the sky when the sun rose, the green grass and trees he could get lost in, a blue sky, a blue sky! And purple, purple was his closest friend’s favorite.
His childhood friend. The king’s child. By the stars, the king had a child! Why couldn’t he remember more about this lost child?! What happened to them?
Dyo didn’t see the strangely beautiful abomination for long, as it wordlessly put it in a dark brown bag. Brown, he could remember the color of tree trunks and dying leaves and the child’s eyes. The child…
Though now he was in darkness, he could tell the entity would let him out sooner or later, it had too. Perhaps there were more wonderful joys he had forgotten that the entity would show him. Though, why weren’t all these joys back home? Why were they hidden away? And what happened to his friend…
The king tried again the next morning. He knew he may not be able to resurrect his wife, or his child, but he was willing to try to give himself immortality again. Not with the brothers, of course. He simply called into the void, hoping someone, anyone would answer.
Something did come out, draped in dark robes and with a hidden face behind bandages, if it even had a face. They called themself an ambassador of a faceless being. They promised the king much more than immortality. They said they could make the king a God. A God… a God could bring back his wife and child. A God would never die. He could have it all, as long as he did what the thing said. The king smiled for the first time in ten years.
Meanwhile, our child looked out their window. A small wave to a boy their age they got along with, but the boy didn’t see. Perhaps the boy would forget about them. And they’d be up here forever. If they weren't such a clever child, perhaps they would try to jump out the open window. Alas, the child didn’t wish to die. Maybe not wanting to sacrifice themselves for the kingdom was part of being a monster. Not wanting to kill the twisted, sick devil that cursed the town-
It was at that time a crow landed at the window. The child liked crows, even though their father didn’t, as they were always nearby when they went to visit their mother’s grave, back before the tower. It was strangely comforting to them. So the child then took a piece of lavender from their shelf. It died when they plucked it, and it was rotting, being here for years, but the child didn’t care. They placed the lavender in front of the crow, and it picked it up. It almost seemed to smile before flying off. The child felt better. Maybe they were not a monster. Crows seemed more trustworthy than the king anyway.
Time was melding again in the bag. Or perhaps it was Dyo not liking the dark. It felt like he was floating in the darkest void, where no one could hear him scream, even if he had the vocal cords necessary. Gosh, perhaps the entity would give Dyo a body so he could actually talk!
A sudden blast of light and another gloved hand later, he was out of the bag. Apparently the entity lived in some sort of cave. He could make out some sort of cloth in the background. He didn’t know why, but Dyo figured it was called a blanket. People… slept on blankets. They never slept back in Allagadda.
He saw a table with another cloth on it, this one not a blanket for sleep. It was soaked in red blood. Medical cloth. This was a doctor of some sort. The entity placed him on said table, laying on the cave’s wall. The blood was dry, but the blanket was somewhat wet. Attempts of cleaning blood that never really worked. The doctor stared at him, before staying one sentence, in a dark, echoey voice.
“I know you are alive.”
Three years passed, and the kingdom grew strange. The king started to paint over anything that wasn’t black, white, yellow, or red. His favorite colors. More people started to wear masks, masquerade masks, forever. No one seemed to question any of this, and just went along.
The child meanwhile, disappeared. They had attempted escape twice before, and the lack of fighting back once they were caught again made them think escape wouldn’t be much of an issue. As the plague had been fading out, the king simply assumed they returned to the darkness they came from. This is not what happened, they merely escaped, without anyone noticing this time. Though some suspicion was casted on the new young court jester, theories they let out the kid, nothing ever came of it.
The child had grabbed a mask and ran off with it. No one was to see their face, no one was to know who they were. They cut their hair and changed their name. They ran to the town doctor, and claimed to be an orphan child seeking apprenticeship. The doctor took pity on the kid, and took them in. No one realized who they really were. No one claimed them a child of the devil, or a witch.
Dyo wished he could respond to this, he really could. He really wished that he and the entity could have spoken this whole time, about the sky, and the birds, and all these questions that were in his metaphorical brain. But he had no host, and he couldn’t look into this thing’s mind. Maybe he was still getting used to this dimension? He simply frowned. The entity tilted his head a bit.
“Huh, I thought you could still speak in this state. I must have overestimated you, my apologies. Hold on.” The entity picked him up again, and flipped Dyo around. Now they could only see the cave wall. The entity better have a good explanation for this when he actually gets a body.
He could still hear, however. He could hear the bag opening, tools being taken out, as well as something soft. Sewing, wet tearing sounds, soft fleshy noises? How did he not feel any of those in the bag!? And why did the entity think he wouldn’t want to see this over a boring old cave wall?
After what seemed like hours, he was flipped back around to see the entity’s crude creation. Flesh draped over bones, a tear in the “face” to simulate a mouth, bulging eyes and no hair. A small mannikin of flesh.
“I could have done better, but you will just destroy it anyway. No use wasting more spare parts than necessary.” The entity sighed before placing Dyo over its face.
Finally, he was getting pretty bored.
The years went on. No one mentioned the king’s child anymore. It was getting harder to see any colors that weren’t the king’s favorite, even in the yellowing sky.
The people began to change as well. They seemed to be losing themselves, more and more thinking merely of parties and wine. It didn’t affect everyone, but most that weren’t inflicted ran to other kingdoms. Eventually, the only people not affected were the town doctor, and our child. Our child…
Our child wasn’t much of a child anymore, and despite having hid it so well, they never forgot their past. They could still be found laying the last bits of rotting lavender at the Queen’s grave. Sometimes, they’d talk to the crows, simple little greetings, but still.
You see, that one crow in the old prison, it would come back. The child would talk to it eventually, when they ran out of lavender. They were friends. Once, the crow even gave a piece of rotting lavender to the child. They never forgot that. They even took it with them when they escaped, though they had now lost that decaying flower. The child spoke better with crows than people since then.
Though one day, 20 years after the day the king first invoked the three brothers, it was time for the final step of the thing’s plan. No one could have guessed. No one but the king knew the thing. And the king was too entranced to question its word. No one could have guessed what it wanted.
“Thank you, you do not know how frustrating it is to need to talk but have no mouth! I am sincerely grateful-”
“Why are you here?”
“...Huh?”
“Why are you here and not… there?” The entity’s voice was cold and stern. Clearly not a fan of Alagadda.
“Oh, right, I was so ungratefully thrown out of my home for daring to be worried about my king, daring to question the ambassador, daring to care about my people!” Dyo was still, admitting, getting used to puppeting a body in this world, and this body didn’t have all the necessary parts to move, but he tried dramatically throwing his hand to his face and his other hand where his heart would be. The intent could probably be read however, judging by the entity’s reaction.
“Sounds about right. There is no care in that kingdom, no sense. The moment someone begins to fall out of line…”
“Not a fan huh?”
“Of course not! That kingdom is an artery in the body of the pestilence. It is filled with animal instincts, only chaos, consuming, destruction with no rhyme or reason, and that ambassador would not have it any other way.”
“...Have you been there before?” A potential way back. As much as he liked this new world, he did want to go back. He couldn’t get revenge without going back. The entity hesitated before giving their answer.
“Yes. I am waiting until I have made enough progress on my cure to retur-”
“How did you get there? Have some unfinished business I need to, well, finish.” The entity froze. Something about that question thawed away all that cold from the entity. In there, somewhere, was something afraid to lose him.
“You… Want to go back there? What could there be to justify entering that place again, when you have just begun to find yourself again?”
Dyo tilted the fleshy thing’s head, and paused.
They found the king in the middle of his court, hanging by a rope. But no one seemed to care. They simply threw him in the grave, not bothering to remove the rope or even bury him. He just laid there, as crows feasted on the body. Even the town doctor, so far unaffected by anything, found herself uncaring to the king. Her apprentice never really cared for the king at all anyway.
That night, however, they still couldn’t sleep. They still wondered what could have happened to prompt this, so they looked out the window. What if the king really did love them, and this was their fault? No, that couldn’t be the case. Perhaps they’d see a crow outside, something to ground them in reality.
However, they didn’t see that. Instead, they saw… something slowly moving, for walking or even stepping didn’t feel right, through the street, rope around their neck. They couldn’t make out a single other feature, but enough was enough, and they could read context clues, they were not sticking around any longer. The town was going mad, and the apprentice and the doctor could not do anything about it. They had to leave, they had to. They panicked, putting on their mask, before they ran downstairs in an attempt to get their superior out with them…
The doctor was dead. Simply lying there, throat slit. Knife next to her. Blood was everywhere around her. Far too much blood for this type of wound.
The apprentice was horrified, and ran outside. It didn’t matter how, they had to get out of here as quickly as possible, and never look back. They’d mourn later.
But as they ran, they heard something behind them. Something was chasing them, but that wasn’t what they heard. It must have been floating, as they could also hear faint sounds of wind. No, the apprentice heard the thing talk. The voice sounded like a wind chime, neutral and sing-song. The apprentice didn’t want to listen to what it was saying. It clearly had bad intentions.
“THIS IS MY KINGDOM NOW. ACCEPT YOUR DESTINY AND TURN AROUND.”
The apprentice just kept running, and running, and not turning back. This wasn’t a home anymore. They didn’t know anything about the thing, but they knew the thing didn’t have good intentions. They knew their kingdom wouldn’t be a good place to be. Especially with the blood they felt on the ground.
And they did it. They ran all the way out. Perhaps they were tired, perhaps they thought they were safe, but they looked back. They’d never been anywhere else before.
A chain wrapped around their torso. Knocking them down, pulling them back into the kingdom, back with that… thing.
“YOU FOOLISH, FOOLISH CREATURE. YOUR DYING BLOOD WILL FLOW TO THE HIDDEN ONE, AND YOU SOUL WILL ROT IN YOUR COT FOREVERMORE. NO ONE WILL REMEMBER YOU. IT IS YOUR PURPOSE.”
The apprentice was terrified, they really were, but they didn’t show it. They knew damn well that no matter where this was going, they would die. But they knew the thing wanted them to bleed as they died. So maybe, if they died bloodlessly, they’d be safe from the… thing. They didn’t know, but they didn’t want this thing to have their soul. If they were right, perhaps they’d be somewhere safe, far away from this thing. Perhaps their mom would be there. Their knowledge of anatomy left them with one real option now, even if they were scared to die. It was on their own terms, at least.
Before the apprentice could fully be dragged back into the town, they wrapped their shaking hands around their own neck, and turned it as hard as they could.
“...what do you mean by finding myself? I’ve always known myself!” Dyo smiled, trying to ignore how much he only remembered after waking up here. That didn’t mean he wasn’t the same old Dyo. The entity’s head tilted.
“Alagadda used to not be a dream-state pocket world. It was a kingdom here once, until the Ambassador appeared. He changed people into caricatures of themselves obsessed with the king. Take yourself, for instance.” Dyo wasn’t smiling anymore. He could remember it now, figments of what Alagadda was. Blue sky. Their friend, the king’s child, a child around his age at the time, who he was close with, but disappeared one day, and then everything was foggy.
“When I knew you, you loved theater so much. You were so happy, I remember your smile so well, even after all this time. You wanted to be an actor. You became the court jester instead, suddenly obsessed with the king. It took a toll on you. You were miserable the last time I saw you, and when we met again today, I assumed you were warped so much that you were just… gone.”
Dyo remembered a lot more as they said this. The theater. There was a theater, where no actors killed themselves at the end. Where dying in the play didn’t mean anything for you. He had wanted to be there, with the actors themselves. They seemed to be having so much fun, and he’d practice his silly little improvised monologues to his friend. His friend, his only friend at the time…
They still couldn’t remember who this entity was. Strange. Maybe if he played his cards right, he could get the entity to jog his memory…
“I missed you. I mourned you. I, I should stop. This is a lot to take in-”
“No, please continue. Who, who was I, to you?”
It didn’t matter, it didn’t matter, it didn’t have to matter! The king doubted this kid even existed, they didn’t have to be in the kingdom. It wouldn’t affect the plan at all. They were entirely optional, and had willingly thrown away a chance at eternity. Strange. They did not accept the purpose of being locked away forever. So they left the child to rot away, feasted on by bugs and crows.
The king was hanging at their throne again, twitching, faint breaths, but no words. The three lords and the court jester each also hanged in a different corner of the court, each noose done too tight, blood dripping from their necks. The Ambassador held up a golden cup, and blood, all of the blood throughout the entire kingdom, flowed into it. The Ambassador went to the twitching, shaking king, who began to slowly reach for the figure.
“WITH THESE, THEIR BLOOD, IT IS THE HANGED KING’S.”
They held up the cup for the king, who held it himself. He held the cup behind his veil, to his small, rotting lips. He began to sip from the cup.
And then he dropped it.
“...We were close, very close.” The entity said. Dyo simply waited for them to continue, but they didn’t.
“...And…”
“My apologies. I tend not to dwell on the past, considering how warped the kingdom has become, so I tend not to talk about it. No one has heard of the kingdom anyway.”
“Heh. Strange that I can’t remember you though. Can you turn into a bird or something?” the entity let out the smallest of laughs.
“No, no, I just was successful in leaving my old life behind.”
In all fairness, Dyo wasn’t entirely honest anymore. His disappeared friend and this mysterious person claiming to have been his friend… it couldn’t entirely be a coincidence. But something felt… off. Something else happened. This wasn’t just an Alagaddan who left, something changed about them. Sure, there was no influence from the Ambassador, but there was something else Dyo couldn’t put a metaphorical finger on. Maybe if they played their cards right, he could get the figure to reveal it. Reveal if they could be friends again.
“Well then, what’s your new life like? This boring old cave doesn’t really jog the imagination, you know?” Maybe they’d give away a God or two with the details.
“I seek to cure the pestilence.”
“For anyone in particular?”
“Humanity.”
“...Why, though?”
“I believe that curing such a horrible ailment is simply the right thing to do, and it is why I am still here.”
Ok this wasn’t going anywhere. Why they are still here, though…
“What do you mean, why you’re still here? What happened to you?”
The hanged king was dead, the hanged king was alive. The kingdom was dead, the kingdom was alive. No one was truly dead, and the only one truly alive was the Ambassador, the real one in control. Everything was on repeat. Everyone would go through the motions of partying, drinking, forever and ever. The kingdom didn’t exist and it did exist. It was somewhere else. No one back on Earth remembered it.
Everyone would go through their motions, like a play, of sorts. Everyone had their roles to play. The lords walked with the people, and the king wrigged and withered chained on his throne, but the Ambassador was the one in charge. It was like a dream for them. Everyone only remembered what they wanted them to remember, and that didn’t include that child.
That child… the Ambassador barely thought about them. They were dead. They were dead, and they’d never know what the kingdom became. That was that.
The Ambassador was intelligent. They knew everything that had gone done in the walls of the kingdom, the many that entered, the few who’d left. They had trapped another goddess, one of the moon, in a cycle of trying to destroy the king, being attacked and almost killed by them, before returning to the sky to rest, before coming down again once per year. They even had found a use for the prison meant to contain that child, keeping the bird who’d betrayed the queen in there before repeating the cycle. They knew a lot.
But they were not entirely correct about that child.
“Whatever do you mean by that, Dyo?”
“It sounds like something should’ve killed you, but didn’t. Whatever happened-”
“Enough about me. I am afraid I have come across much more selfish than I truly am, I do not wish to dwell any more on me, let alone my past.”
“No, no. Tell me what happened. Now.” Dyo was getting impatient. This being clearly was hiding something. Dyo didn’t like when things were hidden. He needed to know it all.
“No.”
“I don’t think you know what’s really happened to me, do you? I… I am royalty these days! You better explain exactly who you are now!” Dyo forced the body up, and stared down the being. They didn’t look like much, muscle-wise.
“No.”
“You have no one, do you? That’s why you’re all alone here. No one would miss you if I were to-”
The entity ripped the mask right off the body, cutting Dyo off.
“I really let myself hope…” it said. Its eyes were filled with fire. But now, Dyo felt a bit more… comfortable here. He could speak in the entity’s mind.
“How rude. I bet if your father cared about you he’d be very disappointed.”
Dyo couldn’t really see where the entity was taking him, but that remark seemed to make them go faster. Seemed to, as they were rather slow either way.
“Why are you gripping me so hard? I thought we were friends!”
“We were, yes. You have made it clear that we are not now.” They did loosen up a bit though. Nice to know Dyo had found a way under their skin.
“Didn’t you miss me?”
“Yes, and I still do. Here we are.”
They were back in that field. A couple of dark birds flew off as they arrived. Maybe they were the same ones from before, maybe not.
The entity left him on the ground, face down, before beginning to leave. Dyo could not believe this rudeness!
“Hey, don’t leave me like this! At least let me see the stars!”
The entity didn’t respond.
It all started unlike how most stories do, with a young human snapping their own neck in a final act of defiance towards a God. Said God had then returned to their kingdom, but the human had woken up somewhere else.
Said somewhere wasn’t too different from the place they left, but there were more trees, and there was no kingdom. Or was there? It was very dark, the person couldn’t tell. Was this what death was like? They slowly got up, putting a hand on a tree. No reason to stay here all alone, when they could explore this strange world. …Until he heard a coo behind him.
Turning around, they saw someone. A crow. The person let out a small smile.
“Hello,” Said the human. After everything that happened that night, it was nice to see something, anything familiar. They sat down in front of the crow.
And then it wasn’t a crow. It was a being wearing shadows like a robe over their pale body. Its gray eyes stared into the person, into all they ever were. Horrible and beautiful.
“Oh.” The human did not react with fear, or even shock. Strangely, the figure still brought them comfort. Perhaps the being had been there their whole life, under the appearance of the crow. Perhaps it was some sort of guardian angel. Or perhaps it was one strange coincidence. It didn’t matter anymore.
“GREETINGS.” A voice akin to if whispers in the darkness spoke loudly instead came from the thing.
The two simply sat there for a bit. Until they began to talk again. About the kingdom, and about the thing that warped it in its own image. About the thing that drove it. About the curse that was still in the human’s blood, even if they escaped the kingdom. Even if their mind was clean. This burning red malice, it still lingered in the kingdom. In humanity. And whether they liked it or not, the human was a part of this now.
A deal was struck there. The king was never correct about their child’s identity, they were never some spreader of disease sent by the brothers to torment the king. They were merely a child who wanted to help the people of Alagadda. But they were not a mere child anymore, and the people of Alagadda could not be helped anymore either. They were consumed by a plague of madness, one the human could never hope to stop with what they currently knew.
So, the human would perfect a cure to the madness of spilt blood, eradicate it, and then they would return to the darkness they were in now. Or die trying. This was to be the human’s purpose, to cleanse the red-stained madness, one they took without hesitation. Only once it was gone, or if the physical burden on their rotten form grew too much, should they return here. To be a savior, to free the people of Alagadda, and help this… thing, that the king was wrong to use as an insult, who was better family than the king. This was something that the human accepted.
…Oh, who am I kidding?
They were not human anymore.
Come on, where was it? They knew it was somewhere in this journal- aw, there it was, right at the beginning. A simple list of names. Not every name, just the ones they could remember. A collection of them, lined up neatly. So many still unaccounted for.
The people of Alagadda. All gone from life and from memory. They couldn’t hope to remember every single name, but they put the ones they could here, as a memorial. It was necessary, since they were the only one who could mourn Alagadda.
They had hesitated at first, reading his name again, but it was needed at this point. His name was one of the first ones written, as the memories of him were some of the fresher, even now. They were close once, very close. But he changed. Sure, the kingdom changed everyone, but once away from the kingdom, he was still much more cruel. They did not wish for any part of this man to be remembered anymore, but they couldn’t just erase it. They couldn’t erase that boy who saw he was having a bad day and created poetry on the spot just to make them feel better, playing in the flowers, laughing together…
The doctor crossed out Dyo’s name. Never again, not even in death. Never ever, ever again. That boy was gone.
…Though, they figured the old them was gone too. They were not a quiet child worried about a father who never looked at him with love. They couldn’t care less about the king anymore. They were helping people now. They were untraceable to the kingdom now, no one needed to know, no one, no one.
No matter. It still hurt, just how much the two had grown apart. Perhaps it was meant to be, the two being driven apart. Maybe they should’ve stopped being sentimental and smashed the damned mask to smithereens.
This was why they didn’t sleep that night. What if Dyo came back? What if somehow, he saw the light? Or what if he came back to attack them again, and they had another chance to crush him?
But all throughout the night, Dyo did not return. It was quiet. Under different circumstances, they believed it would have been calming. But they couldn’t relax, Dyo could show up again, or someone sick could show up at their door needing help.
But as the sun rose, no one showed up. A part of them was sad Dyo didn’t show up again, but they buried that part of themselves. Their time as a child, as an allagadan, ended centuries ago. They were a professional, a doctor, they couldn’t keep thinking about the past, there were people they needed to save.
#via#via rambles#scp#scp foundation#scp fandom#scp alagadda#scp 2264#the hanged king#the ambassador#scp three brothers death#the three brothers#scp three brothers#scp 035#scp 049
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well, @brandinotbroke just gave my ego the hugest boost with this tag game! I really shouldn't play this while in a bad mood tho :p
What’s your favourite sims death? I would have to say...probably flies. Never had it happen in my game (naturally), tho
2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match? 4t2 maxis match conversions, because it's gross and ugly :p No, but for real, I like all cc. People put a lot of time and love into what they create/convert/retexture/recolor. I think that should be recognized.
3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight? No...who does that?
4. Do you use move objects? Yes, kind of have to sometimes!
5. Favorite mod? I had to go into my main save for this one haha. I'd say...all the anti-corruption mods. And to piggy back off of brandinotbroke, ACR! The rest I could probably live without if I could ever sort my folder. Oh, also, one mod I'd really like to give a try is Story Progression by LazyDuchess.
6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got? First purchased was Christmas 2005. My parents gifted me Sims 2 and then my birthday a month later I got University, I believe. I should show you all the video of me opening it and running off to play haha. First played was, I wanna say Urbz! and Bustin' Out. We would rent those from the video store.
7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing? Alive. I recently found out my IRL BFF pronounces it as Living. I've known her almost 20 years and feel like I don't know her anymore 😅
8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? Rhiannon, one of my model sims, but all 4 of my models are my favorite. I really should put Rhiannon as a townie in my uberhood. She deserves a life outside of posing.
9. Have you made a simself? Yes, like 18 years ago lol. Ended up corrupting the hood trying to move me with my 10 same face kids to a new neighborhood. I've really enjoyed the premade sims ever since.
10. What sim traits do you give yourself? of sims 3 traits: absent-minded, light sleeper, brooding, over-emotional, nurturing, workaholic, frugal
11. Which is your favorite EA hair color? TS4's #13 - Honey Blond
12. Favorite EA hair? probably aflongsimple or affuzzylongep
13. Favorite life stage? oh gosh... probably adult in any game lol
14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? gameplay, I'll let @plumbtales and @kestrelteens do the building and inspo!
15. Are you a CC creator? I don't think I've created anything myself. I've converted a ton of stuff tho! I'd love to create something, but textures are so difficult for my brain to understand. I commend those who retexture!
16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad? Yeah! Baby Gang! lol, not like we do anything other than play online pvp games and share cc wips
17. What’s your favorite game? (1, 2, 3, or 4) 2 is my ultimate, though I'd love to dive back into Sims 3
18. Do you have any sims merch? Maybe someday @microscotch and I can make something palpable
19. Do you have a YouTube for sims? Not gameplay (yet).
20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing? Well, I had dial up internet until about 2010 so... figure that one out haha. But yeah, I was a semi-realistic kind of girl up until about... 2020? 2021? when i made the switch to 4t2. Still working on becoming completely 4t2.
21. What’s your Origin ID? n/a lmao
22. Who’s your favorite CC creator? Oh gosh, there's too many. All my mutuals, I love ya and your cc! Even some people who are not mutuals with me are my absolute favorite. I could never choose haha.
23. How long have you had a simblr? I think I just had my 2 year anniversary.
24. How do you edit your pictures? I recently commissioned the Queen of Renders ™ @microscotch to take preview pics for me while i was out of town lol. She also made me a photoshop template as well. (Go get a commission, she's having a sale right now 😉) For gameplay, I let reshade do the work for me and crop/size it to 700x934
25. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next? Brandinotbroke gave the best answer haha. I honestly don't know what kit EA can come up with next
25. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far? For Sims 2, probably Nightlife. The first 3 EPs, honestly. Sims 3 has to be Ambitions and Generations. Idk about Sims 4 as most I've played is about 2 hours in Strangerville as the Beakers.
Gonna tag baby gang, feel free to ignore!
@microscotch @tvickiesims @lordcrumps @simsisit
thank you again to brandinotbroke for making my day, my week, my month and maybe even my year.
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I have been tagged by @evelhak, and it has been a long while since something like that has happened, so let's go:
5 Songs - Gira Gira by Ado. It's on YouTube, please watch it with subtitles if you don't speak Japanese, it is worth it. Gunpowder Tim vs. The Moon Kaiser by The Mechanisms. It gives you a very good idea of what The Mechanisms are about. Birth of a New Witch by Luck Ganriki. My personal favourite track on the Umineko OST, and that's saying a lot because that OST is full of bangers. Song of the Ancients -Atonement- by Keiichi Okabe. Another song from a video game, justice for Devola and Popola! That's why I Gave Up on Music cover by Shiranui Flare. One of the first music tracks uploaded by Flare, and one of the early reasons why I became an elfriend.
Three Ships you Like - Gosh, there are so many to choose from. I think my first is Freezerburn (Weiss/Yang) from RWBY. They have a great dynamic, although content for them isn't exactly plentiful these days, I do believe that it is the best ship for both of them. Next comes KuroMayaNana (Claudine/Maya/Nana) from Shoujo Kageki Revue Starlight. KuroMaya is good, throwing Nana in there adds some real spice though. Just think about the dynamic of Maya and Claudine both *knowing* that Nana was stronger than Maya throughout the auditions. Finally... Edeleth (Edelgard/Byleth) from Fire Emblem: Three Houses. I will not defend my actions.
First Ship Ever - Mudshipping (Isaac/Mia) from Golden Sun. Golden Sun was my first true fandom, and mudshipping was the default, because at that point... there weren't many female characters that were as fleshed out.
Favourite Childhood Book - Redwall by Brian Jacques. This is where I fell in love with fantasy. Should I ever get a pair of pet rats, one would be named Cluny (the other would Ratimus Prime).
Currently Reading - Demonic Devourer Book 2 by Aaron Shih. Yeah this one is power-fantasy popcorn, but with the way things are, it lets my brain turn off for a bit during work. I'm not counting the untold half-finished books that I'll get to someday(tm).
Currently Watching - For the first time in a long while, I've been watching a fair bit of anime as it's released, so this'll be a bit long. The Apothecary Diaries best show from last season, though not as strong currently, the last episode was incredible. Shangri-La Frontier continuing from last season, and good mindless fodder. The Witch and The Beast which does monster of the week over 2+ episodes and is great. Both of the protagonists are incredibly compelling. Solo Levelling mostly because it's been hyped up. It hasn't impressed really, but it also hasn't been a tremendous let down. I'll give it the season, but if it doesn't step up its game and gets a second season, I'll probably drop it. A couple of others that I don't really have anything to say about.
Currently Craving - Things that interest me. That's all I ever really crave, because my primary positive to negative emotional spectrum isn't happy to said, but interested to bored.
No suggested number of tags, so if anyone else wants a go, feel free. I will, however, send a few tags out with no pressure: @mellowdarkness; @castaras; @shoujospirit
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How about B, I, K, M, N, O, U for the alphabet ask thing?
Alphabet Asks
B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.
hahah well TJ.. as you know you've been very influential when it comes to ships - especially for Naruto. First one that comes to mind is KakaGai, but there's also YamaSai and KankuSai and ShikaCho. All of them I still love <3 Also, thanks to you I shipped GaraShir before I even watched the show. And there are just countless ships from other fandoms that I'm not (really) a part of that I have a soft spot for, because you sell them so well :))
I - Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?
Errr I guess you could say HP? But that's not Tumblr's fault - all it did was share the messed up things Rowling said and did and gradully all of the moments HP got tiny kid me through rough and lonely times started feeling like a very big lie and I can't even think of it fondly anymore.
K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?
Oh gosh, so many, but let's go for Fjord from Critical Role. All the little and big steps he takes towards learning to accept himself throughout the campaign and the way they don't come all at once but are spread out over like a hundred plus episodes, including inevitable steps backward. The strength it took for him to walk away from the one who gave him conditional power and to accept unconditional love that is extended by his friends and the Wildmother. His arc just makes me so emotional and happy every time I think about it. I love him and I love his journey and I cannot wait to see it animated.
M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.
Yamato from Naruto seems like a perfect friend. He's kind and loyal and usually a reasonable, level headed person who can calm you down in stressed situations. But he's also someone you can have fun with!
N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).
For Saraiya Goyou:
1) anyone other than me making stuff for it lol. Usually I don't mind it so much, but sometimes I almost desperately wish I would see the tag update and it's not something I made.
2) drawings and fics from the past are mostly for Yaichi and Masa. I'd love more art and writing for other characters and pairings (romantic or otherwise)
3) sneakily shared fan translations of the prequels and spin-offs would be great lol. They're never going to be translated officially, but scans are taken down immediately as well. I bought Futagashira but I have no way of reading it unless I learn to read Japanese myself ^^;
O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?
Shuffle produced Pulling Teeth by Green Day. "I'm all busted up, broken bones and nasty cuts, accidents will happen, but this time I can't get up." That's definitely Meg and Zagreus from Hades. They beat each other up on a regular basis lol and I was so bad at this game in the beginning I got Zag killed by her a lot (sorry Zag..) Not top 10 ship for me, but I like them well enough!
U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.
1) Matsu from Saraiya Goyou: during my first reread the manga, after I learned that he loved Yaichi, I fell in love with him through his subtle and heartbreaking expressions. That's when I really got to know and understand him more. I love that he's charming as can be for his job, but doesn't know how to behave around his friends. He's so skilled and he knows it, yet has such a low self esteem. He's just a highly skilled, very pathetic little grumpy guy that deserves all the love in the world. And I give him as much as I can.
2) Caduceus from Critical Role: perfect, big, chill cow man who has the best advice and calming words for others, but can't recognise his own problems, let alone how to deal with them. He's so dumb and wise and I love him.
3) Gerry from the Magnus Archives: he's one of those people that seems to be full of contradictions. He's so bitter and stubborn and impatient and crude, but in a way that feels friendly? His life was so full of grief and horror from the moment he was born and he just wants a break from it all, but at the same time he can't stop himself from helping people who are about to fall - or have already fallen - victim to the horrors. The fear and defiance he lived (and died) with is heartbreaking and admirable.
#replies#tj-dragonblade#long post#thanks TJ! This was a lot but also lots of fun <3#alphabet asks#aks meme
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heyas friend! would you be interested in taking about ethedis a little bit? she seems pretty cool from what I've seen so far, and I'm kinda curious about her :D
oh! well sure I'd love to! provided I can get my thoughts into a half-coherent state. I haven't really written anything about her publicly, mostly because I don't really write much of anything publicly. or privately, for that matter. it all just floats around in my head like some kinda thought-soup. or smoothie. so it will probably be helpful to write some of this down anyway lol
ahem! so Ethedis was my first character, so the early parts of her story pretty closely follow the elf-intro quests. main difference being that she wasn't there when the Refuge of Edhelion fell. according to the game it was attacked like 600 years ago, and I think she's waaaay younger than that. I wanna say like 300-something? yeah she's baby. I mean still an adult by elven standards but like, in spirit, she is baby.
but yea she ends up there just as an apprentice Loremaster who's traveling with the sons of Elrond, both to help in any way she can and because this was a good opportunity to study some recent-ish history. also even tho she's from Rivendell she's probably been to the Blue Mountains a couple times. she's actually fascinated by dwarven architecture and culture, so she jumped at the opportunity to join Elladan and Elrohir's party. she wasn't even initially gonna be allowed to come, but she gave Elrond good enough puppy-eyes 🥺 he was like "fine FINE you can go just stop looking at me like that".
Also, I'd been toying around with the idea that in her travels to and from Ered Luin in the past she might've met Amdir and became friends with him, so that just makes everything in Bree So Much Worse for her. because now not only is she experiencing the loss of a mortal friend for the first time, But she's the one who has to help put him down. (not to mention the guilt of "could I have prevented this if I made it to Bree sooner?") it takes her awhile to fully understand that he's like, gone gone, on account of her being so young and like This Has Never Happened Before. anyway yeah, fun stuff :)
good news is that she bounces back from that pretty quickly! I mean kinda. She's just putting her strong emotions to a more productive use, that being hunting down whatever bitchass Nazgul was responsible for her friend's death! she has no idea what she's getting into :)
as far as her personality goes, she's bright, cheerful, and a bit of an airhead (surprising for a Loremaster I know). she's not exactly stupid or anything (I just play it up for comedic effect sometimes lol) but she is young and therefore less experienced and wise than most other elves you would meet in the 3rd age. the benefit of that is that she's not nearly as Tired™ as many other 3rd age elves either, and can handle a lot of emotional distress without losing her sunshiny demeanor. good thing too! Corunir definitely could use a sunshiny friend, considering all he's been through.
OH! right, speaking of Corunir and Ethedis!
When I met Corunir in Aughaire I was just like "oh this poor guy. Ethedis, go /hug him he needs it" and their dynamic just kinda escalated from there. Ethedis the Sunshine Elf™️ just goes "sad ranger??? NOT on my watch!". Ethedis provides much needed emotional support, and Corunir keeps her from walking off cliffs or into pools of death-water. mutually beneficial relationship 😊
In my headcannon, after Ethe masters the watching stones she's able to get close enough to one to damage its heart so Corunir has a path through Rammas Deluon, and they do the rest of the Eriador epic line together. Corunir deff wouldn't have wanted to leave Ethedis to east Angmar on her own, he finally got a friend gosh darn it he's gotta make sure nothing happens to her!
also they hold hands sometimes 😳 maybe even cuddle,,,, 👉👈
gah I'm bad at talking about this, what I'm trying to say is that they're adorable together. I personally headcannon Corunir as demiromantic ace, and Ethe probably is too, so their relationship isn't romantic for like a long time (what can I say? my demiro ace self likes to project onto my blorbos). I'm not sure when they develop romantic feelings for one another. I think there isn't one point I can point to and say "that! there's when they fall in love!", it's more of a gradual thing that just always felt natural to them. they don't notice their relationship changing from platonic to romantic, whatever state it's in is just what feels right. it's like, they don't fall in love, they just kinda end up there at some point. I don't know if I'm making any sense lol. point is, yes I ship my OC who has a personality *vaguely* based on my own with my favorite ranger, what of it? what is life without at least one shamelessly self-indulgent ship? I think everyone should get at least one, as a treat :) also:
*gently slides this image of Corunir and Eth over bc my friend did a rly good job on it and I need u to Look At Them*
anyway uh, yeah! that's some stuff about Ethedis :) my lil elf who's head is full of sunshine instead of braincells. I don't know how to end this post.
#lotro#lotro oc#corunir#I feel like I was just rambling here but like#this is what you asked for!#I think#hopefully?#either way it was nice to actually get some of this written down :)#I probably wouldn't've gotten around to it if someone didn't ask
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Hi how are you!. I'm Anyi Ishikawa and I wanted to know if I could ask you some questions.
1:. Which Ruki's route do you like the most?
2:. Why did you fall in love with Ruki?
3: Which drama CD do you like the most or do you find it funny?
4: do you like any other character? (Sakamaki, mukami, Tsukinami or kino)
5: Do you think Ruki would be a good father? (Since he raised Shin's son in one of the bad endings)
That's all the questions :D . (Your OC is very cute (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`))
(( Hello dear, nice to meet you~
Sure you can ask questions. Asks are always welcome ^^ I try to answer as well as I can.
1:. Which Ruki's route do you like the most?
I still have his Lunatic Parade route to play, so I can't be sure if that ends up to be my favorite... but anyway. This is a difficult question because I honestly have loved all his routes so far. Each and every one of them has its intriguing moments.
Maybe Dark Fate? It felt so compelling and lured me in very strongly. It stirred up so many emotions and touched my heart deeply, so it kind of left a mark on my soul. Buuuut More Blood was the game that made me fall for Ruki and Lost Eden deepened that love even more... and Chaos Lineage somehow gave me both DF and MB vibes at the same time, so... I just can't say for sure which of his routes I like the most. I enjoyed Vandead Carnival too but it was rather light-hearted fanservice, I think.
2:. Why did you fall in love with Ruki?
(( Gosh, you ask difficult questions! But don't worry that's perfectly fine.
Why indeed? Believe it or not, Ruki annoyed me at first the most. In the beginning, I saw him as the most annoying man ever. He felt so strict, stern, stubborn, and pushy... and well, he still is all that. But the thing is, my annoyance is sometimes a sign of crush and that happened with Ruki. It just took time before I could admit that... So, I guess I just liked him from the very first moment but struggled to see it. Damn, this is embarrassing.
But still, it took a while for me to really fall in love with him. It was probably because we share interests, his complexness intrigues my mind and his past experiences touched my heart. He can be really seductive too, and that was the reason he sneaked his way past my annoyance. And I love this side of him a lot still.
But Ruki is more than a good-looking and hot vampire. He is an interesting person to talk with; I'm fascinated by his intelligence and conversation skills and his love for literature is a nice plus side too. His family orientation warms my heart, and I feel like he is someone I can trust. He also has his sadistic and dominant side... and that just works for me.
I know that Ruki has done terrible deeds and that his jealous and possessive side is anything but healthy... but even with his faults I just can't help but love him.
Aside from canon material, I need to mention that @ask-ruki-mukami is partly responsible for my deep love for Ruki.
So, why did I fall in love with Ruki? I guess he just was there offering me what I've yearned for, checking all those little boxes for the perfect boyfriend and Master husbando.
3: Which drama CD do you like the most or do you find it funny?
(( I still haven't listened to them all, so it's difficult to say. I liked Zero a lot though. And I have the Lost Eden Stella Set CD which has three tracks for Ruki (there are also Shuu, Kou, and Subaru). That's kind of my comfort CD. Sometimes when I can't sleep I just listen to those Ruki tracks.
But maybe the funniest drama CD I've listened to so far was actually the one with the Sakamakis drinking vampire juice.
4: do you like any other character? (Sakamaki, mukami, Tsukinami or kino)
(( Yes! I do like all the other Mukamis... but I kind of see them like brothers or family members, if that makes sense. I don't have any romantic feelings for them. I also like Shuu and Subaru a lot.
A few people have said to me that I will like Carla once I play his routes. So far I still haven't played any, so I can't really say... but he has caught my interest a bit. He is kind of annoying though.
5: Do you think Ruki would be a good father? (Since he raised Shin's son in one of the bad endings)
(( I think Ruki could struggle with parenthood actually. He has a difficult past and becoming a father could bring out his trauma again, so there is a lot for him to work through at least.
Other than that Ruki is very possessive and jealous. He would be like this with his wife and children too. The way he behaves sometimes isn't something children should see from their father. But at the same time, he is family-oriented and I can believe he would want to do what is the best for his family, keep them safe and arrange everything as perfectly as he could. He would be a very strict but loving father, still, he would have his bad and weak moments too.
So, how do I imagine it... Ruki would try his very best but still, he would fail at times, sometimes even in a terrible way. I can't really give a direct "yes" or "no" answer here. But in my heart, I want to believe in him.
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I guess that was all the answers. Sorry that this turned out so long. I'm bad at giving short answers and ponder probably more than I should. But feel free to drop by in my ask box whenever!
Also, I'm so happy to hear that you find Yuriko cute! 🥺 That warms my heart! 🥰
#answered asks#sekai takoyaki#the admin speaks#ruki mukami#yuriko tsukino#diabolik lovers#diabolik oc
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have you got narrator in the asks
>:D (hi jerry!!!!)
first impression: [watching countdown ending and apartment ending] oh my god he is literally me... oh my god <3 oh my gosh i want to be the narrator when i grow up. this is literally everything i've ever dreamed of. tormenting a representation of the self in a timeloop and enclosed space? having a laugh like that? powers? characterization that varies from ending to ending? being an absolutely terrible person???????? oh my god he is literally m
impression now: so. that thought process was ironic for many reasons.
jk jk jk impression now: makes me ridiculously happy. sometimes i listen to its voiceclips and go into a fugue state. i have many wish fulfillment scenarios in my head. when i saw all the skip dialogue had been posted on youtube i got so cheery man you have no idea. i love you mr. narrator and it knows this and i'm very glad it knows this. i am never getting the stanley parable: ultra deluxe on any console. i am going to give it a kiss on the forehead and also a pear
favorite moment: hahahaha, GOTCHA! oh, come onnnnn. did you actually think you had a loving wife? that this video game can be won, solved? do you have any idea what your purpose in this place is? ha, hahHAAHAHAAAAa, stanley. you're in for quite a disappointment. but here's a spoiler for you. yes! he had won! he had defeated the machine! freedom was mere moments away! please, someone wake me up! i must be real, i must be! who am i, who am i?!? oh, thank god, you are willing to listen to me. my god... is this really how much you dislike my game...? this is a story about a man named stanley. the end will be here soon. very soon. i can wait. i - okay. it's okay, i can wait. you need time to decide. time to make sure your choice is correct, that is the best... choice. that's all right... i'll wait for you to decide what's the right thing to do. (whispering) take as much time as you need.
favorite moment ultra deluxe: ohh! new content? hmm... mmMMmm... i have to say, initial impressions of ultra deluxe - mostly tedious. what do you say, friend? PSST... STANLEY... COME OVER HERE... IN THE VENT...... just our little secret. take a look! i wish for you to feel as afraid as i do. it's the inconsistency, it's the lack of accountability, it's the end is never the end is never the end is never the end let's take a break from the jim button, i'm too emotionally drained from all this emotional vulnerability. :) it's... bucket time...! once upon a time, i gave stanley a bucket, because i thought he was lonely, and could use a friend. let's go back, just once, and give stanley one more run of the office! and then, i'll retire him for good. okay, here we go. this... is the story of a man named stanley.
idea for a story: i'm already writing one!!!!!!!!!! how about i give the narrator a na p
unpopular opinion: no body
favorite relationship: take a fucking guess. Take A Fucking Guess
favorite headcanon: i don't really have one !!! i don't really make concrete headcanons about OOH RIGHT i forgot. okay narrator he/it and sometimes he/it/they supremacy thank you goodni ght
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For the soft OC asks 🥰
Chief Milly
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Originating from This Ask Game, feel free to participate! Soft OC asks for Chief Umami Vermillion coming right up!! Please reblog if you enjoyed!
Chief Milly!
How does your OC React to affectionate gestures?
Jhadima Answers: Oh my gosh!! I'm not trying to be belittling when I say this because, I mean, I know better because other than them I am the shortest crew member aboard. Believe me I checked the ship's database, and they ARE senior staff so it would be disrespectful to say so but if I have permission to speak freely? They Are So CUTE!! One time I gave them a kiss on the forehead because they did me a HUGE favor and they just, they wiggled! Sometimes they go "oh gracious me!" or "goodness!" or something like that. They said thank you which I know is like, an earth mint smell and turning bright yellow. But this time, this time this time this time! They did this thing with their mouth(?) that made a little *pop* sound like blowing a kiss back! They're the sweetest, I love them.
What makes them blush?
Jhadima Answers: They don't really blush, I mean, they change color but not like we do, they do get flustered easy! Usually, even though they've been doing their job for like, a billion years, any time you tell them they're doing a really good job, or just, like, go even a little out of your way do something nice for them. They get all mushy like it's the first time anybody ever complimented them in their whole life! So it's really not that hard to make Chief Milly get all minty on you. *giggles*
Do they have a comfort food, who makes it best?
Dr. Gavvrok Answers: I normally do the cooking whenever it's time to pull together a warrior's banquet for the senior staff. Ashayam- Commander Evaris has many talents but cooking is not one of them! Milly's got the taste of a Klingon warrior, I only wish the rest of the crew's taste would gain their courage! There is this deep sea eel worm delicacy from their world that is reminiscent of Gagh. Now, my family and I take Gagh very seriously, I am the only member of my family that hasn't made a career out of it to put it lightly. But it reminds us both of home, it's one thing to only be able to make such things for yourself, but two is an excuse to challenge the replicator a little! They've told me while it doesn't taste exactly like home, they enjoy the twist inherent to my people's culinary style even more! Which I am very honored to hear.
Who knows how they like their favorite drink best?
Counselor T'Wan Answers: Prismaticans are amphibious, hydration is a constant and crucial need when a member of their species is spending extended time out of water. Prismaticans do not drink so much as breathe and absorb. They order a diffusion of oceanic minerals and a flora local to their home called "the breaching sunleaf" in bulk from the Hearth's Call replimat and have it sent down to engineering. They prefer it at about 26 degrees Celsius, same temperature as the water in their quarters. They often ask that I diffuse it myself, a common request from individuals of a more sentimental disposition. It brings them joy, a crucial emotion to the homeostasis of many non-Vulcans, which is the goal of my position here. Do you wish me to further digress on this topic? Or may I leave to continue distributing positive neurochemical responses to my patrons?
#oc ask game#star trek ocs#oc#chief milly#chief umami vermillion#chief vermillion#counselor t'wan#ensign jhadima#dr gavvrok#ask the crew#the tubman#uss tubman#the uss tubman#ichayalovesocs
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- MY DUSKWOOD EISODE 10 THOUGHTS -
Okie, so it is May 29th 8:45 am where I'm from as I'm starting with this, I finished my first cup of coffee for the morning and my brain finally started to function enough to start making comprehensible sentences, and I did mention in my earlier post I could write an essay about it, so here we are. 🤭
⚠️ I'll put this under the cut, even though there is not really any specific spoilers in it, but still 😊 So maybe, if you still haven't finished with the ep 10, skip reading it for now. ⚠️
So, episode 10 is done, and all I can say is HOLLY MOTHER OF ALL THAT'S SACRED!!!!
This was an absolute MASTERPIECE!! People of Everbyte, you are AMAZING! AMAZING!!!💚💚
Honestly, I was extremely nervous when we learned that ep 10 will be the last one - I really believed that there were too many unresolved things, too many questions that were left hanging in the air to actually be able to fit them all into one episode and to not make it turn out rushed or leave me with even more questions, but I never expected something like this!
From the moment I started, my heart was beating so hard, and it only intensified as I pogressed more into the episode. Every conversation made me anxious, waiting to lear more about all the "why's" and "how's" that we still had to learn of. Every (video) call gave me such an adrenalin rush, resulting in me screaming at my phone a few times, what to cheer or to repeat a constant 'NO NO NO' thinking haven't they suffered enough already?! Gosh, every minute of my playthrough was accompanied with so much emotions coursing through me, it was an amazing expirience! 💚💚
And for Jake? Well, we might not have gotten a face or voice reveal (which is totally fine with me actually 😉), but at the end, in my eyes, we got something much, MUCH better! 💚💚💚💚
Ok, I do have to say, even though there are few things that did still leave me with a question mark above my head, or that I might have hoped to interact with in some way, but the way Everbyte exectued this whole thing, it absolutely, in no way changes the fact that this episode was, no IS, the spectacular, amazing, extraordinary grand finale I hoped for! 💚💚💚💚
And so we came to the end of Duskwood - we laughed with it, we cried with it (?) ,and it really does feel like an end of an era 🥺 And yes, we all know it is just a game, but that still doesn't change anything. Because, for a little while, at least for me, Duskwood was a bright light in my life, an escape from a sometimes tough reality, and I am so glad that I had a pleasure to be a part of such an amazing game! 💚💚💚💚
Thank you Everbyte for not giving up when times got hard and for giving me the opportunity to be a part of this masterpiece! I'm very much looking forward to see what other 'ace's up your sleeve' you have for us in the future!! 💚💚
Thanks to anyone who read this till the end. Much hugs to you all, have a wonderful day/evening/night 💚
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Flippy’s Review of Bendy and the Dark Revival! Spoilers below
I absolutely love it! The game, the lore, everything. It was definitely worth the wait since we got all chapters at once and didn’t have to wait months or years on end for the next chapter.
So my thoughts about the game.
Bendy and the Ink Demon being the same person. Completely and utterly glad for it. If they had made the Demon and Bendy different people that would have ruined it. Especially if it was because of Wison. The Ink Demon was the first and only Bendy they could make., no matter how much Joey wanted Thomas and Gent o try again, they could not make another Bendy. I’m a little iffy on how Wilson and the Keepers forced Bendy into his smaller form when Joey nor Gent could... I guess it was because of the rainbow colors towers that Gent made that Wilson used but I wonder how he got them. I understand that Wilson somehow changed the story in the Cycle but how did he put them in there. Did Joey have them and if he did, why didn’t Joey use them when he was going through his redemption arc to give Henry a better life in the Cycle?
Audrey, girl I love you I hope you return. Gosh this girl she just...she has so many emotions. And the way she was so kind to Allison and Baby Benders. You could hear how sorry she was for accidently hurting Bendy. I will say that I don’t like her being a half Ink Creature. I’m totally fine with her being Drew’s daughter. My theories were, she was either Joey’s or Henry’s but I rather her be a human before she went into the studio than an Ink Creature since the beginning. Because now I’m wondering how Joey made her. Its said that the Machine needed souls to create cartoons, and ones that fit the characters perfectly. Like Buddy Boris and Allison Alice... and even if they aren’t becoming cartoons they would end up like Sammy and the Lost Ones, or worse the Searchers. I would have enjoyed it more if Audrey was his daughter but a human, maybe from a one-night stand or from a divorce. If you want to still go on the redemption arc (I didn’t really enjoy that, I loved loved loved it when Beast Bendy crushed that memory of Joey, it’s what he deserves) of Joey instead of Allison it was Audrey coming to visit her dad. Audrey who has no idea what her dad has done over the years, the murders he did and just seeing the good in him, wanting to hear his funny but scary stories which she had no idea were really true.
Oh and Allison and Henery just being copies. I could had done without as well. I love my old man Henry; glad he was in the game but also sad that he isn’t free...and can never be free. All those times I played Bendy and the Ink Machine, trying to find a secret ending that would allow me to get Henry out and learning that it was all for nothing. Because Henry isn’t the real one but a fake copy. While I’m glad the real Henry is free, I’m sad that the old dad that I grew in love with can never be free because he belongs in that world. I hope that Audrey can make the Ink World a better place, at least for Henry.
Now back to my boy the Ink Demon. The Meatly and team knew what they were doing when they gave him that voice and that body. The way he and Audrey reacted with each other...the way my fucking monsterfucker ass reacted...damn. Note to those who see Audrey and the Ink Demon as siblings. I do not and never will. Audrey is Joey’s daughter but in my eyes the Ink Demon will never be Joey’s child. Not with how he treated Bendy and the fact that Bendy is a being made of ink and demonic magic? No relationship between Bendy and Audrey in my eyes instead of possessive boyfriend who may eat you. So if I ship Audrey with the Ink Demon I better not get any flake from those who see them as siblings. You have your headcanons I have mine. Anyway while i wish they kept how Bendy hunted us down, wish there was more times for him to hunt us. More times where I can fucking simp for his voice and his body...D E V O U R M E D A D D Y!
I wish Buddy Boris was there..maybe he could had shown up in the city, maybe try to warn Audrey that Bendy wasn’t what he seem. I know there was some scenes where you could seen him walk by but I wish she had more of an active role in the game. Heck I wish that not all the Lost Ones were so violent...like not all of them should had sided with Wilson! The city should have been a safe place until you went to Gent. Like...maybe even have a point in the game that Boris frees Henry and Sammy and they have to go save Audrey from the Keepers who put her in a cage or something, allowing you to play as Henry one more time. But before they could save her she gets captured by Malice. That way we wouldn’t have poor Audrey still beilieve in fucking Wilson. My really only nitpick about the game. Audrey still believed in that creep Wilson. I would had liked it more if the Ink people on Wilson’s side were actually hunting Audrey down, and they do capture her at one point instead of going...oh Audrey still trustes this guy even though he killed her! Like...no girl your smarter than that he’s creepy someone get her outta of there!
Other than those few things I completely love the new game, 8/10 in my option and I can’t wait to get game once it comes out on console so I can play the game myself. I only been watching people play it on stream (my computer will kill me if I even tried to play games on it) and I’m very excited when it comes out on console (please be Xbox please be Xbox) I’m once again drowining in the Ink of Joey Drew Studios and can’t wait to see what’s more in store, since it seems that Gent finally has the Machine now
#bendy and the dark revival#bendy and the ink machine#batdr spoilers#Flippy's thoughts#This is my longest post ever#Damn!#Had to write this on the computer or the app would had killed me#bendy the demon#bendy spoilers#Warning Simping for the Ink Demon
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what is your preferred method of non-physical self destruction?
tell me about your most vivid memory, good or bad. if anything, what would you change about your childhood?
what is something that gets to you that you wish wouldn’t?
do you prefer to be numb or overly emotional? why?
For the ask game
Thanks for the ask!! Sorry it took so long i was doing stuff but here <3
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Oh shit starting strong uhhh I think mostly just. Convincing myself it's not worth it? Like ill be rlly into smn or ill want smn a lot? But then I'll just go. But is it rlly worth it. Like am i rlly willing to invest into this?? Does this even matter?? And then i like talk myself out of it and then regret it lter.
Thing is its not even me going "oh u can't do it" it's just "it's not worth it" and thats rlly annoying when it IS worth it ukwim
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Most vivid memory hmmmm I've said this one SO many times on here but it's the day my best friend and i held hands on the bus and told each other we'd date each other, and then i gave her my jacket later that day cuz she was cold it was just. An amazing day.
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I can't rlly think of anything that I'd change really. Like it wasn't perfect and i have some ehh moments but all in all i had a good childhood :)
WAIT thinking abt it, This is me grasping for straws but if i HAD to change smn? I'd make me less sheltered as a kid, make me see the world a bit more. But again that's only mildly
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Oh gosh this doesn't happen a lot but SOMETIMES rarely i go thru phases where uhh i hate knowing about ppls love lives.
Like it just gets to me and it's not like "I'm lonely and jealous" it's just. I don't know why???
It's just the concept of romance and that makes me rlly uncomfortable and i hate it bcuz it makes me happy to see other ppl happy and most of the time it's not a problem but some days i just can't deal.
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Lmao i think numb? I'm already an overemotional person and sometimes it gets so exhausting that i kinda just switch off for a while :/ it's not ideal but i need to do it to avoid getting overstimulated
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really tired tbh!! i made the mistake of staying up til 4 to play games, but i found out i had to wake up early the next day to go out.. im like a blink away from falling asleep 😵
i was watching the woonmyungz asmr video that was posted a day ago,, just found out that jaehyun met woonhak when his jeans were inside out?? interesting!!
then apparently woonhak found it so cool he was like “hipster boy oh my gosh i want him to be my colleague..” (his words exact..)
almost broke down in tears when they were talking abt how whenever they fought, they’d reconcile after crying to one another.. (so many hcs popping up in my head after.)
felt like i learned so much abt the two of them LOL
unfortunately ive been really behind in bonedo content.. i never have the time to fully watch all the new shows and videos they make.. praying that one day school shuts down for like a month and i get to relax with my little bonedo imagines..
abt the photo thing im honestly not sure,, but all i know is that my storage is .6 away from being full but i dont have the heart to delete all my screen recordings of bonedo fancams..
OMI! if u ever decide to get into xikers lmk!! i have so much pent in xikers thoughts that have been just sitting in my notes app.. my beloved xikers <33 (ot10 til i die i love xikers sosososo much)(MINJAE the loml, yujun, HYUNWOO & sumin the bias wreckers of the century..)(until seeun,jinsik,yechan,junghoon,junmin & hunter appear..)
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OMG WHAT GAMES DO YOU PLAY?! i'm sure you had fun though, maybe sacrificing a little sleep was worth it. JUST MAKE SURE TO SLEEP A LITTLE EARLIER TONIGHT ^_^
woonmyungz are literally just the sweetest duo to ever exist, every time they are with each other i wanna give them the fattest hug they're such cuties. i'd also cry when reconciling with someone if i got in a fight with them LOL. i'd like to think i'm very very very similar to jaehyun, i am also a very clingy emotional person ><, also we both have the biggest love for woonhak HASKHJ
but yeah i've also been behind on bonedo content :( i've been behind on so much stuff in general. the only group i've been consistently keeping up with is 8turn. and it's not like i don't have the time to, i swear recently i've just been binging dhar mann videos LIKE IT SOUNDS CORNY BUT THEY'RE SO INTERESTING TO ME, but yeah hopefully once november - december roll around ill be more consistent with my groups. i've been neglecting stray kids too LMAO they were my first group i've stanned as well as my ult, so i feel like i need to catch up a bit (even though there is so much content i still haven't watched, i kinda miss being a baby stay ^^;)
XIKERS! you mentioned them so i watched tricky house and let me just say.. it was REALLY good. it gave me a little bit of ateez vibes ngl, but that might be just me. i don't stan ateez or anything but i'm picking up something. i don't really know the members so i'll tell you who caught my eye!
the one at the very top with the red hair and blue denim jacket caught my eye the most. i lowkey think i have a type for rappers. ALSO THE BOY LIKE RIGHT BELOW HIM WITH THE LIGHT BROWN HAIR, WHITE SHIRT, AND RED CARDIGAN!!! he's also super attractive adskjhf
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