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thecherrygod · 1 year

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Swap au Kim gets drunk and there's a sweet spot in which he's having the time of his life and manages to forget all that's fucked up in his existence just going with the flow and everyone besides him no matter who they are and how the treat him, but less drunk than that and he'll get sober too soon and everythings gonna hit him all at once making him feel twice as miserable, or he'll get even more drunk to the point it completely switches and the happiness and getting along with whoevers nearby morphs into over trusting and sad and as soon as someone is like "look man you're not fine you should go home" he takes it too personal and won't be against getting into fights

#my posts #disco elysium #swap au #for organization tbh #i had new thoughts so #theres more in the replies bc i thought more later and wanted to add to it but didnt want to make the post longer or rb it #ok now back to the original tags #id like to say that i had this thought while taking a shower and forgot until now #and now as i was writing this a rainbow came out beauty of the world during me writing something sad lmao #anyways im trying to think of my own swap au guys a little bit #i mean i saw the others i love them i may take inspo of them unconsciously #but yeah #at some point ill think more about how he got to this point idk if its eyes or the whole discrimination hes ever experienced #or his repression snapping. or a mix #ill think it out later maybe lmao #adding tags i think i could have written the post better lmao #its not necessary a trusting and sad if he gets too drunk like yeah sorta v trusting but more like in an oversharing way #and... depending #like. still not too sure. willing to change this #i juat rather write it here rather than on a document for some reason lmao

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riwrite · 4 months

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hm. thinking about how toya finds the noise of arcades comforting and if theres a connection between that and his household being fairly quiet save for piano/violin vs how loud the tenmas' place can get

#maybe ill make a post elaborating but im drawing smth rn so. later. just thinking thoughts #( still thinking abt the art of toya and the tenmas as kids lmao. tsukasa yelling gave me this thought )#‧ miscellaneous. → 「 out. 」

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kirnet · 2 years

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1.7k words. kirnet/atton kind of. set right after Telos

As much as she wanted to, Kirnet could not cross the threshold into the garage.

All it would take was one measly step and she would be in the same room as Bao-Dur, who was slowly picking his way through the damaged mass of the Hawk’s internal organs, his new arm illuminating his profile in the dim light. Once, she would have walked in without a second thought, tapped his flesh arm to get his attention, and offered to change the drying kolto patches that covered his fresh injuries.

Kirnet stepped back.

The shuttle crash had taken its toll on the engineer, but Atris and her handmaidens had helped with the worst of the injuries. He would be just fine for now.

The thought of Atris filled Kirnet’s mouth with a foul taste as her feet led her through the ship. Bao-Dur had been a bittersweet surprise, a familiar smile that made her slink away every time it called her by her old title. But reuniting with Atris had just been sour. All of the old scars that Bao-Dur nicked open had poured out on the academy floor, staining Atris and her too-white robes with a crimson that only Kirnet could see.

She would have just loved that analogy.

Sith. Jedi. The footage of her trial. A handmaiden sparring with air in her cargo hold. All of it was quickly becoming too much, building to a binding pressure that didn’t allow Kirnet’s lungs to fully expand. She spent a decade preparing for when she would have to return to the Republic, but she never expected her past to catch up to her all in one day.

The Force worked in strange ways. Though for Kirnet, “worked” was a strong term.

“Shutta!”

Kirnet paused outside of the medbay, unsure how she had even ended up there. The room was turned over; drawers were half-open and medical supplies were strewn across the bed where Atton sat. He was turned away from her, his head bowed as he struggled to open a small plastic packet in his hands. With a huff, he grabbed the packet with his teeth and tore.

“You talkin’ to me- Oh, space.” Kirnet breathed as Atton spat onto the floor, the corner of the packet slightly ripped. He whipped his head around, his expression as bitter as the kolto now leaking from the packet. But Kirnet was fixated on his temple where an ugly plum bruise was spreading to his eye. “Shit, what happened to you? Did the handmaidens do this?”

“What? No.” Atton wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as Kirnet snatched the packet up. “I must have hit my head during the crash. I’m fine. I can, uh, deal with this.”

The plastic gave some resistance, but Kirnet was able to fully tear a side off and remove the kolto patch. “Whatever you say,” she mumbled as she passed it back. Atton fumbled to get it unfolded for a moment, grumbled a complaint about the sticky texture, and attempted to place it onto his wound. Kirnet remained in place as he hissed, his fingers bumping against a particularly swollen section of skin. “Or maybe I should-”

“Yeah.” Atton’s head snapped back, his lips pressed into a thin line.

Kirnet gritted her teeth at the slime that now coated her fingers, but she easily adjusted the patch with feather-light touches to better cover the bottom half of his bruise. Atton squirmed underneath her, his knees knocking against the sides of her thighs. “You’re gonna need two. You look like shit.”

Atton scoffed as he leaned back to look at her better. “I think you mean to say ‘rugged and charming.’”

With a noncommittal hum, Kirnet pulled back, mentally preparing herself for the journey through the medbay’s meager supplies. But then she paused, hand half raised, her thoughts from earlier creeping back into her skull. “Would you mind if I tried to-” she vaguely gestured, her gaze glued to her feet, “- if I tried to heal it?”

“With what? The Force?” Atton cocked an eyebrow. “No offense, Kirnet, but knocking an assassin droid when it’s already standing on ice over doesn’t exactly make you the most capable.”

“More than you can do.” She braced, the hair on her arms raising, but Atton didn’t question further. Instead, he just tilted his head back and mumbled something about not wanting to grow a third eye. He shivered slightly as Kirnet’s fingernails trailed up to the edges of the bruise, though he kept himself remarkably still afterwards.

Kirnet was always more of a talker than a fighter, and she was even less of a healer. But war demanded innovation, so she learned as she did best: hands-on on the battlefield, her own skin marred with blaster burns and cuts. And while Kirnet had never been as skilled as a true Jedi healer, she had prevented plenty of soldiers under her command from bleeding out, and she was sure that they didn’t mind the gnarly scars she left while she did it.

Except for Bao-Dur. She had been so caught up in her own agony that she hadn’t even noticed the bleeding stump bumping against her as he dragged her to safety.

She didn’t have to be a Jedi to sense the anger simmering under his skin. It had always been there during the war, threatening to burn Kirnet every time they bumped shoulders, but she had never felt it at this intensity before. Bao-Dur, with his quiet words and soft eyes, hated. And he had every right to when she was onboard.

Kirnet sucked in a deep breath, closed her eyes, pretended she was in command again. Atton’s skin was warm under her fingers as she focused, a pleasant cool like a Dantooine breeze spreading down her limbs. She tuned out the sound of Atton’s sudden gulp, focusing only on the the way the recycled ship air tickled the back of her hands.

The Force was still foreign to her, but it could never be a stranger. Kirnet had forgotten exactly what it had felt like during her youth; maybe it had been a warm and comforting heat, or maybe it had been light like the tall blades of grass that tickled your palms on the plains around the Enclave. Now it was cold and heavy, all too similar to the Telos ice cap, and though it teetered on the edge of growing frigid, it never did.

The edges of the bruise lightened, turning from deep wine to an sickly green before her eyes. It inched forward, slowly working its way to the dark center of the injury.

And then it stopped.

It was like getting picked up and shook around by a kath hound. Kirnet’s vision swam as she pulled her hands away. She breathed, ragged, though she had sense enough to wave Atton’s hands away before he could steady her. “I’m fine,” she coughed, Atton’s face doubling as she shook her head.

Atton dizzyingly rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I’m really convinced. Just let me handle it, alright? Go meditate, or whatever it is you do.”

“Atton.” The pilot paused just before standing up, his arms braced on the edge of the bed. Kirnet wanted to hate the way her voice trembled, but she simply didn’t have the energy. “Let me try one more time, please. Unless it hurt?”

“No, no. It’s more like an itch, if anything.” It took much longer for the temperature in her hands to drop then before, so they both waited in silence, her fingers in Atton’s hairline. “You don’t have to do this, you know. Not that I’m complaining, but Bao-Dur looks a lot worse then me.”

Kirnet’s hands warmed up.

“Oh.” Atton frowned, his gaze stuck on a spot on Kirnet’s forehead. “Is that what this is about? What, are you two that close?”

“No,” Kirnet mumbled, the feeling slowly ebbing from her fingers. “He was just a tech. I just- I used to be able to do this.” Atton remained silent as her tongue fumbled with the words. “A lot of people I used to know have been popping up lately, and you’re just… you. So far.”

“I- thanks?”

“I mean to say that I can’t disappoint you, not truly. You never knew me as a general. As the General.” And Bao-Dur did. He might have just been an acquaintance, but he had been by her side right up to the end, for all the good it did the both of them. What would he think if she offered to tend to his wounds and failed?

Just another failure out of many. Kirnet couldn’t take any more of his blood on her hands.

“Maybe. But I meant what I said about that glow on Telos.” Atton straightened up, pressing his bruise a little harder into Kirnet’s fingers, though he didn’t make any pained noises. “Sure, you’re in a bad spot now, but unless you start swinging around a red saber and talking like that old witch, I think you’re doing alright. See?” He took her near-frozen hands in his, winced at the contact, and pulled them away from his face.

Kirnet blinked. The bruise, though still visible, had shrunk miraculously. Atton stood, his chest brushing against her still-outstretched palms. “I honestly didn’t think that this was going to work,” she half-laughed as he glanced down at her.

“Great. Glad I’m your test subject. I’ll be in the cockpit, as per fucking usual.” Atton pulled back. “You gonna talk to Bao-Dur?”

“Not now,” Kirnet responded, already busying herself with tidying up the medbay. She spared Atton a small smile. “But I will soon. And Atton?” He paused by the door. “Set a course for Dantooine.”

“I can’t convince you for Nar Shaddaa?”

Cold fingers grazed her brow as Kirnet brushed her bangs back. “Not yet. But soon.”

Not a failure, then.

A promise.

#UGH ok this one fought me. this was originally gonna be a kirnet/bao dur thing but like. i think at this point shes mentally too fragile to #actually go up to him. maybe ill have to write one later into the game where shes come to terms with him and theyre good buds #bc they didnt know each other. not truly. malachor was the longest she ever looked at him. but hes a microcosm of all of her failings #and atton is just Some Guy that she happens to enjoy the company of at this point lmao #also he got his head injury from kreia knocking him the fuck out on telos. his head hit the concrete with gusto #this isnt profound but eh #kirnet/atton #kirnet cavira #my writing #kotor

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coolspacequips · 11 months

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Rewatching bridgerton s1 since i first shotgunned it at the drop lol

Still so charming, the right side of campy in the context of regency, there’s some things that they were pretty heavy handed with but I can’t fault them, re things like having to make characters state their feminist agenda in awkward and broad terms, For The Casual Audience At Home Who Doesn’t Get The Genre

Still, my majorly unpopular opinion is that I don’t like Penelope at ALL lmao....... The reveal of who was writing the gossip rag rly shot my interest in the foot, and it took me a long time to pick up s2 bc of it, though I can at least appreciate that s2 did have a theme of ‘consequences’ for her, to some degree. It’s also the reason it’s taken me sooo long to rewatch s1, lmao, having to watch her ultimate act of cruelty, picking up her pen to play mean girl on anon and nearly ruining that girls life. Having to watch her pretend to befriend her all over again knowing what she’s going to do, in the end. Yuck!

dgmr, I actually think there’s a lot of humor in Penelope and Eloise, and can def appreciate them as two privileged white children going into their woke teen era for the first time, while still being a little selfish about it. It’s realistic. I think watching them grow apart bc Eloise was ready to start maturing in her beliefs, while Penelope wasn’t, was also an interesting direction to take that in, though I’ve got Thoughts about how it unfolded... Hopefully, in her season, she’ll grow up and I’ll enjoy the romance, even if I can’t forgive her for outing that girl’s business, whether she was trying to baby trap a Bridgerton or not!!

Anyway, my real takeaway from Bridgerton is that every single old woman in this show ATE. Watching the primary trio of older women in this show bring so much dynamic life to their characters is so enjoyable, they played them perfectly from the start, and the depth and weight given to them beneath being genre standard Matchmaking Matriarchs is so cathartic even tho I am literally a young person

#this isnt rly for anyone just waiting for something to finish #i could go on and on and on about it but anyway i am excited to get to s2 #where they had the budget and slightly more subtlety for a more polished romance #ppl turned on s1 so fast bc the heat was searing in s2 but IT IS THERE FOR S1 I WILL WRITE ANOTHER POST BAOUT THIS LATER #i'm at the art gallery part... the establishment of the almost hand touch hold me.......#the fact that it happens every season isnt something i will ever take for granted itll snatch me every time #text posts #also i think penelope is well acted and a good idea just shakily executed #maybe ill write somethinbg about it someday but i dont want to poke the hive ik shes got fan #*fans #being an entitled wallflower type shes got hella fans on fandom sites LMAO #but i dislike that archetype whether its a man or woman #shame bc the actor is so cute and also made me lmao in harlots #shes literally beautiful and so i'm excited to see her in regencywear her mom doesnt pick out #hopefully they age them up or something.. it seems like they might part and reunite so maybe a timeskip?#but especially freshly rewatching s1 colin and penelope are SO YOUNG for the types of romance scenes we been getting #then again queen charlotte miniseries did keep her 17 and we had love scenes with her tho they were NOT LIKE s1 scenes lmao #but ughh thats a whole other topic and i'm just rambling dont get me started abt the intimacy direction in s1 vs later seasons #uhh ok later

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todayisafridaynight · 6 months

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Oh yeah also to be exact for stream purposes, average playtime from all 60 reviews is 10-12 hours, but total range is 8-15, double for a 100% playthrough. You do have to progress in the side content to progress in the main story (complete x missions/get x points/get to x rank type of deal), and you'll probably want to progress in the side content to level up since it's money-based and that's the fastest way to make money. I'm pretty sure the variance comes from getting sucked into the side content (probably not likely for your playstyle) or having trouble with the bosses at a lower level (they're apparently pretty hard this time).

It also looks like the Infinite Wealth demo is split into two (an adventure mode with the extra cutscenes and another one that's basically the demo we've seen around). Adventure mode Allegedly doesn't have proper saves at the time of writing (this was an annoyance for one reviewer so I assume it's long enough to warrant that), so it's worth taking that into account too. Anyway that's about it lol don't quote me on any of this because my brain just shut off after a certain point <3

OK BET TYSM CHAMP YOURE A LIFESAVER soooooo doing Quick Maths in my brain i might divide the stream up in two if i start playing at 4:30PM and i plan to marathon it.

ill take a break 3:45 - 5:45 saturday morning since that's a part of my regular routine and ill feel weird if i dip on it. I Dont Need Sleep but god forbid i skip out on all That apparently. plus it's a good break period to get exercise in and move around LMAO

going from 4:30PM -> 3:45AM's like.....10~11 hours... so that's about halfway through the game if i get entranced by side content... if we do somehow finish it all in one shot then we can just do the IW stuff after my routine.. epic.. it prob wont be any longer than an hour if that so stream- AUSPICIOUSLY THINKING- should wrap up around 7~9AM saturday.

#snap chats #and then when its all done ill take the longest nap of my life afterwards LMAOOOOO #jk. ill prob sleep for like. a minute. imagine if i did art stream later LMAOOO NONONO maybe sunday.. if im really ill bout it..#some are wondering Snap Are You Physically Capable Of Doing Thaat and to that i say Yes. Yes I Am.#i didnt grind out buzzsaw mill raids on gaiaonline over night for nothing.. im a Gamer in my soul... a bad one but a gamer nonetheless..#i did it for ishin i can def do it for gaiden- esp if theres an audience and i have people to chat with #also the Break Time will be a great cut off point for recording so people who can't/don't want to show up for the stream can watch it #see it's all going according to plan..... it's all going swimmingly.....#i like how generous im being with my gaiden time. girl we know im gonna suck and take longer LMAOOO WE AINT DOIN IT IN 8 HOURS #maybe ill 100% gaiden off stream or somn if the side stuff really ropes me in #also im late as balls answering this OOPS my friends came by the dining hall and we all chatted. and apparently im going to aldis tomorrow #DONT KNOW HOW THAT HAPPENED but i needed something from the store #just one thing thats it.... i thought of buying snacks and the sort for gaiden but i aint gon subject people t me eating on stream #ill just go with my wack meal prep idea from before LMAO #anyway SIXTY REVIEWS THATS HEINOUS godspeed brother... thank you for your hard word ill do my best to make your work not go in vain #idk HOW but. i'll try not to be lame and low energy during stream I GUESS THATS ALL I CAN DO #boo about Money Aspect returning BUT ILL BE OPTIMISTIC. i wont let that sour me until i see it #i wonder how long the IW demo will be- what it'll HAVE if people are upset about the lack of saves #again i dont think it'll be terrible long- an hour is my min so id be surprised if it reaches two hours #it'd be epic if i could do all of gaiden before my routine since then i can cleanly divide the stream but we'll see

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