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revasserium · 4 years

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Can I request B.62 for Sakusa, if you write for him. Thank you 😄

hq!!reqs currently: closed

(i adjusted numbering for the second prompt list; i hope i got the prompt right, if not, feel free to request the actual number 62 for him!)

123. seductive danger sakusa; 1,842 words

you wouldn’t call him seductive, per se – though you supposed that the face mask could be a thing for some people. anything can be a thing for some people – rules of the internet and all. but he doesn’t go out of his way to pander to his loyal legions of fans (read: oikawa). and he really does have legions of them.

going pro has only exacerbated the issue, much to his dismay.

“no respect for personal space,” he mumbles one day as he’s carted into a dark van with tinted windows, having ducked out of the gym through one of the back exits.

you glance up at him from over your phone.

“hazards of being a famous volleyball player,” you chime.

he only huffs. tugging his hood up over his head, and punching the recline button till he’s almost lying flat, his legs bent slightly against the seat in front of him. he really is a bit too tall sometimes. especially for japan, it’s not really well designed for people over the height of 6ft, and he’s well. more than that.

you’d been friends for as long as you can remember, both a little on the quiet side as children, both with weird obsessions (him with his germs, you with your color coordination), both a little too odd for the normal kids to play with. neither of you had minded. because after all, you’d found each other, right?

still, it was a bit strange, seeing your best friend grow into a household name, this title, this team. it’s strange, seeing his face on the side of busses or blown up on the big screens flashing over shibuya crossing, endorsing some random item or other (you’ve still no idea what sunscreen’s got to do with volleyball – they play the indoor kind). still stranger when he appeared on a list of the sexiest athletes in all of japan, narrowly missing out on the top four courtesy of kageyama, ushijima, and the miya twins. you remember wondering how on earth the second miya twin made it onto the list when he’s known mainly for selling onigiri, but you suppose that people do like their things in sets sometimes. that’s a thing for people too, right? twins.

you’d never thought about sakusa that way before that article came out. and sure, you’d been pestered by some friends during highschool for his number, but it’d been funny then. it was less so now when hoards of screaming girls seemed to appear at every function he goes to (it’s not many, but he has to get sponsorships somehow), scrambling over each other for a glimpse of him.

but sexy?

“how was practice?” you ask, eyes dropping back onto some article about how volleyball interest in japan has reached an all-time high.

he makes a noncommittal sort of grunting noise before heaving a deep sigh.

“it was grueling, as per usual. but i’m getting better at ball control on my spikes, which is good.”

you quirk an eyebrow, “even more ball control than you already have you mean.”

he turns towards you with an amused grin.

(oh, well, there’s something you don’t see often.)

“you can always have more control.”

you suppose it’s because you’ve just been thinking about the article, but you can’t help lingering on his smile, the double entendre in his words. a prickle of heat crawls up your neck and you quickly look back down to your phone again, scrolling through for something else to read. something to divert your attention from how his knee is pressed against yours in the backseat of this van that had seemed much larger only moments ago.

now, it seems to be shrinking in around you, the space between you getting smaller and smaller.

you lick your lips.

“what’re you thinkin’ about?”

your eyes shoot up again. it’s not like him to ask many questions of this variety (about volleyball though, don’t even get his started), if any, but the way he’s looking at you makes your heart stutter in your chest.

“nothing. why?” you retort, a little too quickly, and you watch as sakusa’s eyebrow travels up the expanse of his forehead till it’s in danger of disappearing completely into his hairline.

“because you’re making a face.”

“what face?”

he leans in suddenly, squinting at you, your noses almost brushing.

your breath catches in your chest, your thoughts derail like speeding trains, crashing into the unexplored wilds of your mind – you note that he smells like hand sanitizer and lavender soap. you remember that you’d gotten him a large bottle of it for christmas – he’s always running out of soap.

“that face,” he says, his face still much too close to yours.

from here, you can see the individual lashes framing his darkened eyes, and you watch as they dilate, like two pinprick black holes, ready to devour whatever comes into their path. the way he’s looking at you makes your skin go hot, hotter than it was before, hotter than when you’ve just stepped out of a shower, your skin steaming from the blistering water. you wonder briefly if steam might be coming off of your face right now, because it sure as hell feels hot enough to be.

“i… i don’t know what you’re talking about.” there’s a breathiness to your voice that makes it sound unbelievable, even to yourself.

he scoffs, falling back into his seat, his hood falling off his head, leaving his hair delightfully mussed. you resist the urge to run your hand through it, just to see how soft it might be. probably really soft, you think, from all the times you’ve brushed up against it, when he’d fallen asleep with his head on your shoulder in high school, even though he woke up complaining of neck pain because of how much shorter you were.

“hm. whatever, i’ll figure it out eventually.”

you sink into your own seat, wishing very briefly for the seat to open up and suck you into the plush cushioning. you nip that thought in the bud. it might lead to sakusa sitting on you one day, and you’d rather not follow that line of thought either.

“don’t hold your breath,” you mutter beneath your own, but it only makes sakusa round on you again.

“tell me what it is.”

you laugh, a little helplessly as he presses into your personal space again.

“i thought you didn’t like being so close to people.”

he narrows his eyes.

“you’re different. you know that. and stop trying to change the subject and tell me what you’re thinking.”

“it’s nothing!”

he huffs, “you know i can’t stand not knowing.”

“it’s –” you flounder, looking for something, anything, to shoehorn into this, “really stupid,” you admit finally, but it does nothing to pacify his curiosity.

“i don’t care.”

you curl into yourself even harder than before, eyes flickering around to anything but him. it’s hard, when he’s so close to you he takes up almost your entire field of vision.

“it’s… it’s just – i was trying to figure out if you’re sexy.”

he blinks.

once, twice, three times.

you hold your breath, unsure of what he might say next.

but then, he just settles back into his own seat with a contented grin, glancing over at you with a tilt of his head.

“and?”

you blink.

“and what?”

“am i?”

“are you?”

sakusa sighs.

“sexy.”

you bite your lips.

“uh. i haven’t figured that out yet.”

he regards you with an unreadable expression, his eyes sharp with the kind of concentration you’ve only ever seen on him during matches. to have all that attention focused on you feels like being beneath a concentrated heat of the sun filtered through a magnifying glass. and you’re sure you’re going to combust at any given moment.

“hm. lemme know if you need further convincing.”

“what?”

he leans back in his seat and closes his eyes again.

“you heard me.”

“i think my brain glitched.”

he peaks open one eye to look at you, and this time, you’re sure he’s smirking.

(well shit. the magazine might be onto something here.)

“that’s cute.”

“what is?”

he pauses for a brief moment, before –

“your face.”

you really do think your brain might have glitched then, and the expression on your face must’ve been more revealing than you realized because the next moment, he’s laughing. the kind of laughter that you hear once in a blue moon, when his team somehow manages to drag him out for enough drinks to get him to forget about all the other stuff. all the buzzing that goes on in his brain.

he’s laughing, and you feel yourself blush to the roots of your hair.

you reconsider your earlier wish to be swallowed by the seat. it seems perfectly valid again.

“you’re –!” you try to find a word, something to encompass the torrent of emotions crashing through you, all of which are his fault.

“yes?” he’s leaning in again, his eyes alight with mirth and something darker, heavier, much more tantalizing.

“you’re…”

he licks his lips, and think you can almost hear the sounds of your own wires fraying at the ends.

“sexy?” he asks, though this time, there’s no laughter in his voice. it’s low, almost gravely as it grounds through his chest. you feel it vibrate through your own chest and it’s all you can do to keep from shivering.

you swallow, your eyes flickering from his mouth up to his eyes, his pupils now blown wide enough to swallow his entire iris.

you nod, slowly, despite yourself. and he grins.

“good,” he says, his voice still low and soft and, dare you say it, seductive.

“glad you got there first. i was gonna have to kiss you next.”

he almost pulls away but you suck in a breath.

“kiss me anyway.”

he pauses; his eyes going an infinitesimal wider at your words. a second later, he’s leaning in close, close, even closer. his breath fans out over your lips and you let your eyes fall shut.

he kisses you.

and you thank the heavens that there’s a soundproof divider between the driver and the back of the van because that noise you make barely registers as human, tumbling from the back of your throat into his mouth. he grins against your lips.

“should’ve done this sooner” he muses, pulling apart only to start another kiss. and then another.

you smile, letting yourself be kissed and kissed and kissed.

that article really has some merit, you think as sakusa manages to maneuver you out of your seat and into his lap.

that, and maybe, just maybe, if it can keep his hoards of screaming fans from ever coming close to his lips, you just might be able to get into the whole facemask thing.

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d-l-dare · 3 years

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“The Dating Sim”

People are an interesting concept. Their brains hardwired to function certain ways, their behavior leaning on the outside response of others. But what if there was a way to replicate the human mind, to study it and its behaviors in different scenarios? Would the results help humanity or create something darker?

A man sits alone in a computer room, typing away some code on his keyboard, the loud clacking resonating through the walls with every swift press of a key. The sound is almost melodic to the man. It sure beats the silence after all. He types a few more layers of code before hitting the enter button to test his work. Fingers crossed everything goes well.

*** There I sat, at the table in the local diner, awaiting the arrival of my date. This was the first time we were supposed to meet in person but she said she was running a little late. She wouldn't really tell me why, but I trusted she'd be here soon. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through social media, seeking to find some sort of entertainment to pass the time until she arrived.

Before I realized how much time had passed, I saw someone sitting down across from me out of the corner of my eye. I looked up to see Melinda, my date. She looked beautiful with her wavy, dark hair and cinnamon shaded skin. Her caramel brown eyes glimmered in the lighting of the dinner.

We talked for a few minutes before a waiter approached, asking for us to order. I got some chicken and mashed potatoes, she asked for the same thing. It surprised me, did she trust my judgement that much?

As we waited for our food, she told me the reason she was late was because of her kids. She was waiting on the babysitter to show up and her kids were running all over the place. "I love them, but sometimes it feels like they just kinda spawned out of nowhere and into my life, ya know," she joked. She asked me if I'd ever had any kids. I shook my head. "It's a shame, you seem like you'd be a good father," she said.

How was it she seemed to know and trust me so well, it almost felt unreal. Before anything else was mentioned, the food arrived. She scarfed it down like she hadn't eaten all day. I couldn't quite place my finger on it but she felt a little off.

*** After the date, I dropped her off at her house. It was a nice, two story brick house with tall trees on either side, overlooking the yard. I lead her to the door and kissed her goodnight. She didn't stop me, but at that point, it wasn't a surprise. She seemed to have a decent amount of trust in me.

"Do you want to meet my kids?" she asked. It seemed a little too soon, but I figured why not. She lead me inside and I was met with two kids, a boy and a girl. They both had dark hair like their mother. They looked like they couldn't have been any older than seven years old.

I didn't stay too long, telling her I had to get up early for work in the morning. She kissed me again just before I headed out the door. Just before I stepped outside, I swore I heard the voice of one of her kids, only it was distorted like a glitch in a videogame.

*** That night, I dreamed of Melinda and her family. She and I were cuddling and sitting on the couch. Her two kids came and sat on the couch beside us. It was a good, kid friendly movie, so we didn't send them off to their rooms. Then, through some doorway behind us, a man came by and pushed us all over before sitting on the couch with us. He must have been another family member. Then two more people came in, a man and woman about my age. They squeezed and sat with us as well.

Then, more and more people came until we were completely squished. I was surprised the couch wasn't breaking under the weight. It was getting hard to breath. I looked over to Melinda, whom I had my arms wrapped around, and it was another person entirely. Melinda was nowhere to be found.

*** The anxiety of the dream haunted me. Was I really so worried about her having a big family? It was odd. I know I mainly grew up in a small family and a small town, but why would I be so paranoid over something that hardly mattered. Maybe it was all the important people in her life I'd have to meet at some point.

The more I thought about it, the more I despised the idea. I was beginning to have a strong distaste for people. I hated people. As I sat at my dinner table in my apartment, I felt my hand clutching the knife tighter and tighter. I really hated people.

I knew just who I needed to get rid of. Melinda.

*** The program ended in another failure. The man at the computer couldn't understand it, what was the glitch that made the men's brains just snap like that? I programmed them just like any other person. Why do they develop such a strong distaste for people? He shut the program off and started it again. Maybe this time it would work better.

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mysteryartisticwriter · 5 years

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Reality (2) // Colin Ritman X Reader

A/N: I’m really glad you guys like the first part! I was a bit hesitant because I didn’t know if it was good enough or not but thanks for all the notes and feedback!! I’m pretty sure I’m gonna make this into a full mini series.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN BTW

Requested: Yes

Warnings: Just some profanity and swears

PART 1 PART 3

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“We’ve met before?”

“N-no..?” You stuttered in front of your idol. Your twin brother looked between the two of you, confused. But Colin shrugged the event off and placed his cigar back between his lips, thinking it was just his mind playing tricks on him.

“This is my latest.” Colin fixed his gaze back onto his computer screen. His computer showed a title screen of a colorful game with the title ‘Nozedyve’. For some reason, you’ve felt like this has happened to you. In your mind, some small memories of this moment flowed back to you.

“Colin was introducing me to his new game. It’s called—” Stefan was about to tell you, but you interrupted him, weirdly already knowing the game and it’s title.

“‘Nozedyve’?” You leaned over and got closer to the computer screen. Colin and Stefan glanced at each other before looking over to you. You couldn’t help but blush and turn red when Colin stared at you.

“Yeah...that’s right?” Colin seemed confused, it was as if this whole thing was replaying to him. Like he’s already lived this moment once before.

The title screen scrolled down to a transition to a sprite game of a mini man falling through a few buildings while dodging some clothes on clothing line. You looked at the game, still in amazement but your mind was telling you that you’ve already seen this before.

Colin started to play the game as an example, switching glances between you and the game. Colin knew he’s seen you before from somewhere. He couldn’t forget someone who had such as beautiful face as yours. Wait what, He thought.

Just when Colin looked back at the computer screen, the game started to glitch before it crashed completely, changing to a white screen. Colin cursed before pressing some buttons to fix the game. Although, you knew this was going to happen, it was like switch that turned on.

“What’s that?” Mr. Thakur asked.

“Buffer error.” You explained. All three of the men turned to look at you.

“T-The eyeball sprites overran the v-video memory.” You shyly lowered your head a bit and explained what happened to the game.

“How did you know that?” Stefan questioned.

“I-I just did.” You said, quietly. Mr. Thakur complimented your knowledge on what happened to the game and told Colin what you were there for. But Colin wasn’t listening one bit, he knows he’s seen you before.

Stefan led you to Mr. Thakur’s office and Colin followed from behind. You showed them the demo of your game and started playing as an example, like Colin did with his game before. You explained the game detail from detail as Stefan and Mr. Thakur seemed to have their eyes glued to the screen in interest.

“See, it’s a like an adventure game. You choose the path.” Just as you explained it, one of the characters, Pax, showed up on screen. Two choices of ‘deny or worship Pax’ displayed on the screen, marking a choice point in the game.

“Don’t worship him. He’s the ‘Thief of Destiny’.” The platinum blonde told you. You turned your gaze to him in surprise.

“You’ve read ‘Bandersnatch’?” You asked him. He nodded.

“Jerome F. Davies. Visionary.” Colin gave you a small smile, which you mirrored.

“Isn’t he that bloke who cut his wife’s head off?” Mr. Thakur asked.

“That is what people tend to focus on, yes.” Colin answered.

You asked the game developer which ending he had gotten at the end of the book, to which he responded in saying ‘all of them’. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. Stefan switched glances between the two of you and shook his head, not liking the looks you gave each other.

Suddenly, Mr. Thakur took the small game controller from your hands and moved the joy stick to go to ‘worship Pax’ and pressed the red button next to it. The screen flashed from black to white saying the words ‘OUT OF RANGE’. Mr. Thakur looked at it in confusion.

“W-what? What’s happened?” He asked.

“Well, I-I haven’t programmed that pathway yet.” You informed him.

After putting the controller on the desk, Mr. Thakur made a proposition for you. He said that you could write the game there at Tuckersoft and he would have a team work with you, Colin and Stefan included as well. While making your decision, your mind switched back and forth from yes to no.

Yes // No

“No.” Your smile quickly turned into a frown once you realized what you had said. You wanted to accept the invitation, but something forced you refuse it. Now, you had to explain why you said no.

There was an awkward silence before you tried to explain your words. You told them that if you had a team with you and let people in, it would get a bit ‘stressy’, to which Mr. Thakur was confused by. You didn’t want to let people in otherwise the full game wouldn’t have the spark you wanted it to have at the end of it’s development.

You wanted to add all these kinds of paths and choices, much like in the book. But Mr. Thakur didn’t seem to comprehend what you were trying to explain. Colin nodded, understandingly.

“I get it. The girl’s a crafts woman. She’s a lone woodsman, I’m the same.” He said, as he threw a small rubber band ball into the air and caught it.

“Yeah but—“ Mr. Thakur tried to give reason on his part before being interrupted by Colin once more.

“It’s like a saying. Teams are fine for things like action titles but when it’s concept based,” Colin pointed over to you and gave you a wary smile. “A bit of madness is what you need. And that works best when it’s one mind.” Stefan glanced between you and Colin but nodded in agreement.

Hesitantly, Mr. Thakur allowed you to write the game in your own, but only if you were able to finish the full game by the twelfth of September, no later than that. You agreed to the date and your new boss held out his hand to shake with you. You looked between Mr. Thakur and his hand then shook it firmly.

A few minutes later, you, your brother and Colin exited the office and went back to Colin’s desk. The developer sat in his chair and leaned back, raising his feet on the desk. Stefan sat in his desk on the left.

“Why didn’t you want to work with a team?” He questioned, tilting his head to the side.

“L-like I said. I need to be on my own for this, Stefan. It’s better so I can finish it the way I want it.” You say, and he reluctantly agreed.

Stefan knows how much creating a game can get to people and he didn’t want you to shut yourself in completely on the game. Colin saw the worry on his friend’s face and turned to you.

“What do you listen to?” The blonde asked. You stared at him with confusion and he repeated what he had asked before.

“Oh music! Uh...Thompson Twins mainly.” You informed him.

“Grab a pen.”

~A FEW MONTHS LATER~

It had been a few months since your first meeting with Tuckersoft’s creator and all you have been doing since then was work on the game. Visits to your therapist, Dr. Haynes, weren’t often as before, since you’ve come out to her about how you thought your mother’s death was your fault. But how you also thought how you hated your dad for it to, he had some of the blame.

Nowadays, you barely go out, eat or even talk to anyone. Stefan and your father were quite worried about you, knowing that this routine wasn’t healthy for you. You didn’t care, your main focus was of finish this game, no matter what the cost.

Although, there was another thought on your mind.

The platinum blonde famous Tuckersoft game developer, Colin Ritman. It was strange how he kept reappearing in your thoughts over and over again. It was as if he was the only thing on your mind other than ‘Bandersnatch’.

Since the first day you met him, and he gave you a small list of some new music he wanted you to listen to, you couldn’t help but think of him more than usual.

Your emotions for the man was confusing. You didn’t know if you liked him or admired him anymore. And to you, there was a big difference between the two. You admired Colin for his games, you admired his appearance and you admired his work ethic.

Except now, you like almost everything about him. You like the way he’s so calm about everything, you like the way he just immediately accepted you, you liked the way he would push up his thin framed glasses up between his eyes and you liked the way he would give a real, genuine smile to you.

That smile will be the death of me, you thought to yourself.

You shook the thoughts out of your head and immediately replaced them with your focus on the game. Today was the same routine you had everyday, wake up, take the pills, don’t or do eat breakfast (whichever one you felt in the mood for), work the game for most of the day, then go to bed. This cycle repeated over and over again until you finally finished the game. At the most right now, you were a little more than halfway through it.

You continued to type and work on your small computer on top of your desk until you heard a knock at the door. You paid no attention to it and kept working. Neither the sound of your door opening made you turn around.

“(Y/n)?” A voice said. It was your brother.

“I brought you some tea, dad made it.” Your brother set the mug of tea on top of a colored notebook you had laying next to you. You saw him out of the corner of your eye that he was about to leave before he stopped and turned around.

“Hey, I’m going out to the café in town for some lunch. Maybe you fancy tagging along? Dad’s out working but he allowed us to use his car.” Stefan offered to you. You shook your head.

“No, I’m alright. Thanks.” You denied, your eyes still painted onto the screen.

“You didn’t have any breakfast this morning. Left me and dad to have an awkward talk.” He tried to joke.

“Stefan. I’m fine.” You felt yourself starting to get a bit agitated from the disruption of your work.

“(Y/n), I’m worried about you. I know how important this is to you and I know how hard you’re trying on this, trust me, I’ve been there. But this isn’t healthy at all! You’re not eating, you’re barley sleeping, you don’t even go out anymore! I miss my sister.”

As he talked, you didn’t pay any thought to him as you tried to run your game once you added in the newest path. But unfortunately, the screen, halfway through displaying the title page, glitched into a white screen saying the words ‘OUT OF MEMORY’. You were confused for a moment, then turned annoyed.

“(Y/n). Talk to me.” You tried to fix the problem but nothing was working.

“(Y/n).” Your brother pressed on.

Your (e/c) eyes flicked back and forth on the screen and your frustration grew. With your brother trying to talk to you and the game glitching so much, you knew you had to get rid of one of them.

Throw tea over computer // Shout at Stefan

“Dammit, (Y/n) I can’t help you if you just sit there and don’t speak!” Stefan scolded you.

“Stefan! Just fuck off!” You spat at your twin, getting up from your chair so fast that it fell to the ground. Stefan’s face switched from anger to hurt in a matter of seconds. It was rare that you or Stefan would get mad at each other, let alone yell at one another. Immediately, you tried to apologize for your actions.

“I-I’m sorry. I-I...I-I’m just...I’m just stressed and...” You trailed off, not knowing how else you could explain why you yelled at him. You didn’t want to yell at him, but it was like an impulse. Like something made you do it.

“Get your coat. We’re going out for lunch together.” Your brother demanded.

“S-Stefan...I need to finish this...” You tried to explain, hoping he would forget about the whole situation.

“And we’ll go in the car.” His voice still just as stern as before. You quickly changed into a dark green jumper, dark blue jeans and grabbed your dirty, yellow coat.

After getting into your dad’s car with Stefan in the driver’s seat and you in the passenger side, he quickly turned the car on and started to drive into town. You fell asleep once Stefan turned on the radio, playing one of his favorite songs ‘Making Plans for Nigel’.

You felt the car come to a stop and slowly opened your eyes to face Stefan. He glanced at you before fully turning off the car.

“We’re here.” He told you. Your twin got out of his side of the car and walked over to your side just as you came out.

However, once you got out of the car, you noticed the sign outside of the building. Your brother had taken you to Dr. Haynes’ office.

“T-This is Dr. Haynes’ place.” You said, confused. Stefan nodded.

“As your older brother—“

“By two minutes.” He rolled his eyes as if to say ‘whatever’.

“As your brother, I want to make sure that you’re alright. I know you don’t like coming here. Bloody hell, even I used to hate coming here but I think this is what you need. What’s best for you is to tell and come out to someone about your feelings instead of just bottling them up inside.” Stefan tried to explain to you.

You looked around at your surroundings while he talked and noticed that Colin was turning a corner, glancing at you before continuing to walk. His lips held that familiar cigar he always had. Your mind was telling you to listen to your brother while your body was telling you to follow your idol.

Visit Dr. Haynes // Follow Colin

Hesitantly, you switched gazes between Stefan and Colin before finally leaving your spot to go and follow Colin.

“(Y/n), come back.” Stefan begged. You kept walking.

“(Y/n)!”

You paid no mind to your twin from behind and ran up to catch up to Colin. You called out to him and he turned around, taking his roll-up out of his mouth. You greeted him before looking at his attire.

He was wearing a black suit jacket, decorated with pins and buttons, with a blue collared shirt underneath and a white shirt underneath that one. You couldn’t help but find him very attractive by the suit coat he was wearing.

“How’s ‘Bandersnatch’ going?” Colin asked, giving you a small, but genuine smile.

“Not good. Not good...I’m just...lost.” You confessed to him, your voice growing a bit quiet. Colin gave you a comforting smile.

“You’re in the hole.” Your idol confirmed, turning around and started to walk again. He gestured for you to follow as well.

“In the what?” You asked, confused once more.

“You’re in a fight with your own head, love.” Suddenly, it made perfect sense.

“Yes! Yes! That’s exactly it!” You felt slightly better knowing the cause of your actions. But it didn’t really feel like that’s what it was all.

“You got anywhere to be later?” Colin questioned, his eyes still focused on the pavement in front of him.

Your mind flashed back to when you yelled at Stefan. You still felt bad about the situation, but you felt the need to get a bit better before coming home.

“Er...w-well..no.” You said as you passed by a streetlight.

“Come with me.” He told you, walking a bit faster. You nodded and followed along.

While walking over to his flat building, the game developer couldn’t help himself but have his eyes trailed over to you. The last time Colin had seen you was when you had your first meeting at Tuckersoft, and you were a bit more bubbly, still shy but healthy. Although to him, you were still as beautiful as he had seen you before.

He noticed the small bags under your eyes from the lack of sleep you’ve had. Colin felt himself get slightly worried, he did want to help you, but your state was a bit worse than he’d thought.

When Stefan talked to him about your mental and physical state at work, he didn’t really believe his friend at first, but now Colin was a firm believer. He just hopes his chances are a bit more likely to work than Stefan’s.

A/N: Part 3 will be coming out soon! I’m working on it as well as a few other requests I got!

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inkofthedivine · 6 years

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Fear of Love (2/2)

Nearly a week has passed since Dark admitting foolish emotions to Anti. It has been days since the glitch has shown his face, something that left the entity longing for something whether violence or an apology. There had been a moment of pretending like he didn’t admit something as human as love, wipe it from his memory to have that connection with the glitch again but he never showed up.

Fine.

Dark didn’t need Anti.

He didn’t need anyone and soon he started to fall back into habits many have thought long gone. Where the entity held patience for most things nowadays - there was none. His temper was as foul as the shadows that nipped at those that wandered too close, the eyes of ice peering through the soul making whoever approaching think twice before talking. Wilford was unaffected by it, always stating that someone was in a bad mood and needed to get laid. Those comments typically left the craze-minded male in the Upside Down, but he was familiar with that world and would find his way out in a few hours. It was mainly to keep him out of Dark’s hair.

Most days, the entity lurked within his office refusing to go downstairs for dinner and mingle with the others. If the attitude didn’t set the others off, the isolation was a big key to noting something was wrong with their leader. A few had tried to cheer him up but how does one cheer up the entity of darkness? If Wilford couldn’t drag Dark from his office as he worked away reading documents and signing deals, then none of them would be able to. Most days the others were left to their own devices careful to not disturb Dark in the process.

The day Anti stepped back into the manor, he was flooded by the others knowing he played some part in upsetting Dark. Some were hostile, others were curious, but they all wanted Anti to fix whatever he did because this version of Dark wasn’t one they enjoyed seeing. It reminded them of the past and for most, it was unpleasant.

Out of all of them, Yan’s threat seemed the realist as she glared at Anti while sharpening her katana because no one was allowed to hurt the man she looked up to - including a glitch.

Anti didn’t know how to process everything being tossed his way on top of what Dark had shared with him that night. Was it his fault that he believed that the asshole was trying to find another hold on him? As if his manipulation would work on someone like Anti? Beings like them did not fall in love, they mocked that way of thinking… used it to gain a better hold of their victim before tearing them apart and feeding off the suffering. He did not want to become one of Dark’s pawns, so why was he here? Why did he want to slink up to the entity, wrap him up in his arms and go about their day as if nothing happened?

He wouldn’t let himself get caught up in Dark’s lies but who said he couldn’t enjoy the moment for now. He was well aware of Dark’s games, played them well himself, but why waste away the comfort of this false love without enjoying it beforehand?

It may not make sense to others but their opinions didn’t matter to Anti, and yeah, he could have come to this decision a little sooner but he still was unsure himself. Honestly, still is. If what the others of the house were talking about was true, then Dark was in a bad mood and that couldn’t be because of him… could it? Was this just another trick to get him under Dark’s thumb?

It wasn’t until he pushed opened the door nonchalantly, a false air of confidence about to spew forth when he was slammed against the wall by the shadows that inhabited the room tenfold killing off anything he had to say. It wasn’t until he quit struggling that he met those dark eyes, the shifting aura of red and blue - he realized his mistake. At one point the look would send a chill down the glitch’s spine inadvertently, but now the coldness of the room seeped into his flesh and the gaze looked pained than angry.

Dark had been genuine.

The entity had been real in his feelings and Anti walked away, crushing them without a second thought. He was the one to put this version of Dark back into the world and leave it to the other members of the manor to deal with because he didn’t know truth from lies when it came to Dark.

“I made a mistake.”

Words were forced out of the glitch when he caught sight of the blue aura in pain while the red screamed in rage. It was evident that the male before him was losing his control, the sound of glass cracking could be heard but all he cared about in that moment was to break free and calm Dark down. It might have to be the latter before the former of his two goals.

“That is it. That is all you have to say? You made a mistake?”

Dark’s snarl was followed by another crack of his neck as he tried to reel in his shell. The darkness in the room curling around Anti like smoke, trying to fill his lungs and suffocate him the same way the glitch’s disappearance had caused their master. Hands were balled into fists, temptation to toss Anti aside into his own fears… doubts… loneliness was strong. He did not like letting someone have emotional control over him like the glitch held without notice. He wasn’t a being that prospered by the support of others so why did he feel like he needed that now? His steps stopped a couple feet from Anti’s pinned form, dark eyes watching as the other male quit his struggling to meet Dark’s gaze head on.

He wanted to lean forth, to curl an arm around the glitch and breathe in his scent, allow the warmth to settle into cold limbs and be held in return but he was not a mindless human who could easily return to the one that hurt him most. Could he?

With a raised hand, Dark watched as the shadows tightened around Anti, curling tighter around his throat and panic flooded the glowing green gaze. He may not be able to snuff the light out of the glitch, but that wouldn’t stop Dark from trying. If he could incapacitate the other then he would. He wanted Anti to feel what it is like to tear at the seams from the inside out, to have one’s own mind to tear itself apart for being foolish. He wanted Anti to suffer like he did.

“I think I love… I love you too!”

The glitch’s words were disoriented between the panic and the shadows muffling his speech but it was clear enough to halt Dark in his task. His lips curled back in a snarl, slamming his palm against the wall by Anti’s head, the wall cracking under his aura. He is the manipulator, not Anti. Prey will say whatever to get out of their demise and why would the glitch be any different. When he had Anti in his grasp before, it was always important to keep him from glitching away… from getting the upper hand like he had this time around. A fly caught in the spider’s web. His form split off, all pieces reaching out for Anti but none laying a hand on him before they slammed back into Dark.

“Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. I will not allow some asinine being like yourself to hold any leverage over me.”

Okay, ouch. Anti knew how sharp Dark’s words can get, how they slither into mental wounds and sprout their vines of self-depreciation and worthlessness. This Dark in front of him was someone trying to hide the hurt the glitch brought forth which was expected, but Anti picked up on the way everything wavered. The shadows had lessened for just a moment, the hesitation in Dark’s words sounded louder than the ringing in his own ears. A gaze of ice was chipped just like the flickering images that broke off. He wanted to reach out, to hold Dark’s face in his own hands and tell him that he wasn’t lying.

Anti was as unaware of his own emotions as the entity before him. They weren’t the sort that fell in love - let alone with another powerful being when dominance has always been a big part of their personalities. He wasn’t smooth with his words like Dark, there was no poetic flow nor sway to make the mind bend to his every whim. He was hands-on, expressive via touch which was why killing was more gratifying when using his knife being up close and personal. He was the sort that enjoyed feeling the last thud of a heartbeat to marking up what’s his with his claws, teeth, and the knife if close by.

Words were not his thing, but for Dark he would try. He shifted the best he could, bit hard on the shadows that gathered around his mouth quickly speaking before they could reform.

“When I picture myself… happy… it’s with you.”

Anti didn’t know what sort of reaction he was expecting to get but it wasn’t being yanked from the wall only to be tossed into the one directly across from it. He was able to maneuver quick enough to glitch and land on the floor with as much grace as he could muster without hitting the wall. He could leave, just vanish and not return but now that he was free - he had to prove to Dark… to himself, that he wasn’t going anywhere. He didn’t move from his crouched position as the shadows lashed out, but instead of touching him, they hovered like striking cobras waiting for something to set them off. Sharp eyes stayed glued to their master’s form as Dark marched towards him in a fury.

The office a chaotic mess of things being flung around in a flurry, which might have worried Anti if he wasn’t focused on Dark.

It was a sight to behold.

The normal put together entity had wild hair tousled in all directions flickering wildly by the aura that whipped wildly, the straight suit was crumpled - undone revealing the pristine white button up that always shown brighter against Dark’s grayed skin. Hell, the snarl that curled the other’s lips really brought forth a deep feeling from the glitch that was still uncharted territory. He found himself rising to his feet, pulling himself to his full height which startled Dark but it didn’t waver Anti’s purposeful stride as he pressed himself against the entity, ignoring the shadows that snaked around his ankles. Clawed hands dove into the mess of dark curls, making sure to graze the scalp before he yanked Dark close and capturing the entity’s lips, fiercely.

Things dropping could be heard around them, but he didn’t allow their mouths to split to let either look around the stillness of the room. He knew it would look like a mess, Dark’s aura going free reign always resulted in a mess. Anti’s grip tightened in the hair, tugging it before petting it back down and roam claws across the scalp before doing it all over again. This was his way of calming Dark down, the only real way he knew how to when things took a turn that neither would prefer.

When he finally allowed them to separate, Dark’s eyes were hooded almost completely zoned out of the situation between them. There was a sense of contentment at feeling the warmth of Anti’s body pressed against his own as he forced himself to focus on the glitch’s face and not the fingers roaming his scalp. The hesitant energy between them was felt by both parties, neither knowing where to continue from this as the silence grew. Anti’s face wasn’t void of emotions this time around, fear and uncertainty filled the green gaze. The entity didn’t know what to do either but they couldn’t just stand in the middle of the disaster he caused for letting his control slip to just stare at one another. They weren’t human, they should not have this much trouble to begin with.

Before he could break the silence, Anti spoke with a renewed determination.

“I may not understand these human feelings, Dark… But, I do know that I don’t want to lose you because of my uncertainty. I meant what I said earlier… I am happy when I am with you and if that is what love is then I don’t want to lose it.”

With unsure hands, Dark cupped Anti’s face and nodded.

If loving this strange animalistic glitch allowed himself to feel warmth, to see the colors of the world, while feeling whole then he deemed it a fair trade. They would figure this out together, after all, how hard could it be?

“Together?”

“Together.”

#danti #my writing #dark x anti #antisepticeye #darkiplier #tw: violence #happy ending #unbeta'd #i cant write angst w/out happy ending #anti #dark

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sunnycityshadypeople · 6 years

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Defining Heartbreak: The Friendzone

I felt like writing and I guess could be a place to put it as it’s my only social media account where I have a bit more anonymity. I feel hung over as fuck today, but noticed when I was articulating some deeper thoughts with someone that instantly felt better - so here goes with a story not of woe is me, but of the discovery I made about myself Unrequited love over the years has reared it’s head a couple times. In my early twenties, a guy I met online on Gaydar (is that site still a thing) - became a friend. I was actually his first gay friend and we hung out a lot. We both went ot the same university and had one class that we both had in common - despite studying different degrees. I thought he was super cute, intelligent and a catch - he had a certain confident swagger about him. Nothing sexual ever happened between us. He then went overseas to live in France for a year - studying at the same university that the recently departed Kofi Annan. Fast forward a year and over that time of missing him, I realised I had feelings for him and the cliche of distance only making the heart grow fonder certainly rung true. When he finally returned to Australia, I was so happy to see him and a bunch of us hit the town together. A friend brought his rather cute pal along and joined me and my crush on a night out. As it turns out, my friend’s cute pal ended up hooking up with my crush. In a tree. IN A FUCKING TREE.

I was crushed. Like *spoiler alert* Captain America watching his best mate Bucky die or Tony Stark seeing a fading spiderman begging him not to go. Yeah I was in my early 20s but it was defining moment of heartbreak.

I dont remember how long after but I was moping around at my brother’s place and my sister was there. She saw me dejected and withdrawn, asking me ‘what’s wrong?’ - I left out the front door and sat on the balcony and ugly cried. And not the ugly crying I did when KFC stopped selling hot and spicy chicken, this was far far worse. And a defining moment of heartbreak. Sidebar: I’ve always been a bit of a philosphical existentialist - mainly due to the the movie ‘The Matrix’. The nature of reality fascinates me. When I was 18, the philosphical book ‘The Celestine Prophecy’ came into my life... I actually ‘found’ the book on the street (I kid you not!) and it changed my life and the way I think abnd that’s where the true existentialist in me had an awakening. anyways. I’ve always been an introspective soul -- something perhaps most people I know don’t realise. The cyclic nature of life (ok picture me holding my laptop up ala the Lion King pose as we sing the Circle of Life) - means that sometimes it feels like things repeat themselves. I sometimes forget about the lessons that we need to learn and of course it came from another defining moment of heartbreak - this time in my mid 30′s. I’d started chatting to this guy on a dating app mid 2016. I thought he was super cute, intelligent and a catch - he had a certain confident swagger about him. Feeling a sense of De ja vu? No,it’s not a glitch in the matrix. I tend to have a long lead time before I meet anyone online (I’m sure there’s a basis of fear of rejection in there but really are you that surprise after hearing that fucking sob story before!?) Anyways, we ran into each other at the gym and that was the first time we met. We hung out a few times, and certainly these felt like dates. We had a lot in common (and a lot in difference too), laughed alot and he was probably the first guy in a long time I met whose personality I loved. He was witty at time cutting, his text game was super strong - but I’d usually own him face to face. We’d spend our days jibing at each other trying to insult each other with memes (because Memes are life, right!?). One time I was chatting to him via text - describing a guy I used to like and how this dude and I had a lot common, was super nice... he replied to me ‘Kinda like us really?’ AND WHOA hold up this could be a romantasiced re-telling of my overthinking interpretation of a message - but that was sliding doors moment that would lead me to my next defining heartbreak. I should have taken the bait. But I was scared. My absolute fear of rejection was scared to just tell this dude I like him - even if I was misconstrued in that message. I do prefer voice messages over text because tone is a hard mother fucker to judge - thank god for emojis and ifs but still - just press that record button on whatsapp (He didnt’ like voice messages as he thought they were lazy) whereas I like to really convey my meaning.

Unless that meaning is ‘cue Madonna’ “IM CRAAAAZY FOR YOU TOUCH ME ONCE and you’ll know it’s truuuuue I never wanted anyone like this it’s all brand new... you’ll feel it in my kiss, you’ll feel it in my touch because I’m crazy for you - touch me once and you’ll know its’ true’

Anyways sorry about that Australian Idol gone Karaoke wrong moment. If you’ve fallen asleep reading this, you can thank me for the cure to insomnia later. Ok, cut to the chase Jimbo - fast forward a year and half of being friends with someone you secretly love. I use the term’ secretly’ loosely - because OMG was I just coming across as the love sick despo girl - random presents in his mailbox, being the nicest most supportive, generous friend - because hey, maybe he’ll come around if I kill him with kindness. There’s an excellent article on being in the friendzone you should read by the way - I’ll talk about that later. I’m not going to go into details out of respect for this guy, but I knew inherently and the truth of the matter was no matter what I did or who I was - he was still on his Rupaul ‘can’t love nobody unless you love yourself’ journey. So the harsh reality, and the ‘hes just not that into you’ vibes as espoused by Oprah back in the day meant this defining heartbreak was a bit different to the first. I knew it was too far into the friendzone (never say never, but yeah let’s be real).. if it’s in the friendzone, they have to give you something that’ll finally get you into the endzone. Anyways, I’d do anything for this guy. Despite actually rationally speaking he didn’t tick some major core values for me. It’s funny how attraction works. A close friend who is a counsellor told me about ‘attachment styles’ (look it up, I wont digress more than I already have) - but essentially I was a major victim (of my own doing, because people don’t cause us to feel - we cause us to feel - think about that for a sec).. I was a major victim of treat em mean keep em keen. And I kept coming back for more. I even tried weening myself off him by disengaging and that was great, but then we re-engaged. His was of re-engaging was sending me a message that said ‘Welfare Check’. If it was me, I’d be like ‘Hey dude, I miss you! whats up!?’ The last time we saw each other was almost 2 months ago - nothing dramatic went down, but after not seeing the guy for a few weeks - he could only afford me about 40 minutes of his time. It was a pleasant catch up but neither of us have communicated since. He’s stubborn and I’m stubborn too. But ulimately, it’s not healthy for me to love someone who doesn’t know what to do with my love. And I look back at my own behaviour and do a major eyeroll because I really should save that stuff for someone who likes me back. That article I mentioned above - which I’ll post the link to - had a very simple suggestion and rule to avoid unrequited love and being in the friendzone. Only like somone who likes you back. OH MY FUCKING GOD REGINA YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME THAT A YEAR AND A HALF AGO! Anyways, I’ve had some amazing dates and met a couple awesome guys (there’s still a them of them not living in the same city as me but hey I can deal with that for the moment). I have a lot of love in my life and the love I give is welcomed and I’m not feeling like I’m being treated as an afterthought. I emphasis ‘feeling’ because the truth is, I may not be an afterthought to him. But actions do speak louder than words, and his inaction has spoken to me. That’s cool. My love will always be there. But in defining heartbreak, I defined myself and thank you for reading this I’d like to thank the academy and you for being you. You are loved.

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castaform · 6 years

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How did you get pure platinum?? I got the game the other day and finding it really hard and I even lowered the difficulty, please any help would be appreciated!!

I’ve played the game before so I know what I’m doing, don’t expect pure platinums on your first run. These are just some general tips and heads up for the game as a hole.

Learn combos, seriously you need this for points and wicked weaves, the easiest one is Punch kick punch (PKP) and I’ve seen people beat the game with just that, but other ones include PPKP, PPKKK etc, note that pretty much all the combos in the game start with a punch, there's one or two which start with a kick but they’re pretty useless in my opinion

Speaking of punching and kicking, learn to hold down the button to fire shots, this adds damage and combo points, plus its important for the next thing

So if you hold down a button while dodging, you’ll dodge but the game counts it as you doing the relevant action. For example PKP, if you Punch, dodge while holding Kick and then punch you’ll summon the wicked weave, you know your doing it right if bullets are firing as you dodge. You can do this multiple times in a combo just keep track of what you’re doing

Get the air dodge ASAP, other good skills include witch twist, after burner kick and the crow skills which unlock later. Things like the umbran portal kick and breakdance are mainly just for the lols

BACKTRACK, I mean it, literally always back track you can find alfheims or hidden verses which can offer rewards and these also affect your end rank. For example after fighting your first beloved, the first time you summon Gomorrah, head all the way back to where you came from and there’s a secret verse there.

Oh and if you think there's a secret there might be one, like in the very first level, destroy every bench in the trainstation and the train leaves revealing a moon pearl

QTEs are BS but they stop after like chapter 6, there’s technically one at the very end of the game but I wouldn’t say its a QTE just badly explained basically always stay vigilant,

If you want to do a verse with no damage and take some just return to the title screen and you can respawn at your last autosave

Chapter 5 is a bitch to put it lightly, its my least favourite chapter and a lot of peoples, its also one of the longest. Take it slow if need be,at least there’s good powerups by the end.

Speaking of try not to use the lollipops if you can, they affect your score and I won’t lie using at least two is more than enough to cost you a entire grade, so if you find yourself using like 5 to stay alive it might be better to die sometimes.

Torture attacks earn you tons, while they can be used to dispose of a strong enemy, enemies close to the brink of death theoretically earn you more points.

When you use a torture attack, you gain that foes weapon, ideally aim for those with spears, as the pole dance attack (the one were you spin on the pole) is quite frankly broken, it earns tons of combo points while wiping the field clear.

In chapter 5 you get introduced to grace and glory, aka the weedwackers, and quite frankly there guys are a pain the first time you meet them, my top tip is to aim for the red one first and get its weapon, as a charge flare claw is enough to rip apart the blue one.

With weapons you unlock, some are unique, Durga in its fire form can let you walk on Lava, Durga thunder can let you walkin in electric spaces, Odette allows for skating.... on ice.

Lt. Col. Kilgore has a glitch where if you do the PPPPK Combo, you can fire the incredibly powerful shots of the Kilgore as fast as the shots from Scarborough fair. To do it one set A equip your standard guns with durga on the feet and then lt kilgore on the feet of the second set. Perform the combo and the moment you start the kicking animation swap sets to the one with kilgore and watch the rockets fly. Its bad for your combo though sooooo only use it if in a extreme case

Use your pistol to extend combos, by pressing Y bayonetta shoots a stream of bullets which are auto locked essentially, they don’t do tons of damage but a tiny bit and keep your combo alive.

Taunting also does this but its more dangerous so only use it if you feel you can.

That’s all I can remember right now so hopefully it helps, bayonetta is just a game which takes practise to get really good at it

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thegoldenmink · 6 years

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Fander Secret Santa/Gift Exchange

@silverglimse-productions Here it is! I’m so sorry it took so long, and I hope it turned out okay. I’m sorry if it’s not exactly what you wanted, I did my best.Also @fander-secret-santa you wanted to b tagged in these as well!

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--"Agent 005, Agent 003, I have your new mission." A crisp and sinister voice said from the shadows. A dark and foreboding figure was barely visible.

--"Yes, sir. What is the mission?" A calm voice responded, yet there was a slight tremor of fear in its undertones.

--"We did our random selection, and the human you must antagonize is known as Thomas Sanders. Try your damnest to convince him that relinquishing his soul to me is the best option." The voice informed the two people standing before him. "You're my best agents, don't fail me."

--"Yes, sir. We'll embark right away. Are we allowed to bring the usual supplies?" The calm voice spoke.

--"You may."

--"Thank you, sir. It's greatly appreciated." A different voice said. This one was a few octaves lower and sounded faintly raspy.

--"If you fail to collect his soul, kill him."

-=+=-

--"Patton, Roman! We have an assignment for you." A light and airy, yet regal, voice called.

--Two figures approached, one rather tall and the the other just a bit shorter than them.

--"Whatever you need, boss lady!" Responded a cheery and rather high octaved voice responded.

--"A man named Thomas Sanders is next on our list for a guardian angel. Because we haven't been as busy these last few centuries, we're sending both of you!" The regal voice informed joyfully.

--"Thanks boss! We'll leave right now!" A lower voice responded, filled with natural pride.

--"Do we take the usuals?" The proud voice asked.

--"Of course! If you need more while in the field just contact us." The light voice assured.

--"Okie dokie let's get this show on the road!" The higher octaved voice said enthusiastically.

-=+=-

--Thomas was sitting on his couch, a plate with a cold, half-eaten slice of pizza sitting nearby. He was scrolling through his Tumblr and answering some of the questions in his ask box. It was a calm and relaxing night for Thomas. Then his computer glitched, trapping him on the 'reblog a post' screen. Thomas frowned and hit a couple keys, hoping it's just lag. When nothing happened he groaned and restarted the computer, setting it on the couch while he stood up.

--Thomas grabbed his plate and carried it into the kitchen. He debated throwing it away, but then shrugged and put the plate into the fridge. 'I'll probably grab it later.' Thomas told himself, resignedly beginning to wash the dishes.

-=+=-

--A figure was looking at their partner incredulously. Said figure was in a dark hoodie and had dark bags under his eyes. His jeans were rather baggy and had a few rips in them. "Logan, why did you only glitch his computer? Why didn't you, like, make it... catch fire. Or something." The being said to its partner. The other figure, named Logan, was taller than his counterpart. He had on a plain button down shirt with a blue tie. Over top, Logan had a grey vest that was pressed wrinkle free. His pants were khaki dress pants, completing his formal look.

--"Because we need to save the truly tragic 'accidents' for later. We have to start small, Virgil." Logan explained, exasperated. "If we start with large things, it could jeopardize the mission. We have to make him think that we're the only solution."

--Virgil nodded nervously. "What happens if we fail?" He asked, imagining how angry their superior would be. Virgil paced a few steps back and forth before putting two fingers to each of his temples and breathing deeply. He shook his shoulders out and faced Logan again. "Y'know what? I can't deal to think about that right now." Virgil said, his face scrunched up. Logan rested a hand on Virgil's shoulder, doing his best to comfort him. Especially because comfort wasn't his best ability.

-=+=-

--A rather short figure was standing by the couch looking at the computer screen. He had on a pair of khaki pants that fit rather well, paired with a blue shirt that only had a few buttons on top. He had a tan cardigan around his shoulders, aiding the relaxed feel of the outfit. "Roman, would we be able to make his computer go faster?" He asked, looking at Roman.

--Roman smiled at his friend and work partner. "Of course, Patton! I'm sure I could do almost anything to help Thomas here!" He said. Roman was wearing a full on Prince's outfit, his colors mainly being white and red. Roman readjusted his sash and hovered his hand over the computer, concentrating on focusing his powers into it.

--Nothing changed visibly but Roman felt a small heat center in his palm, the cue that he succeeded in whatever he was attempting. Patton smiled at Roman, saying "Good job, kiddo!" enthusiastically. Roman held his hand to his chest, grinning proudly. "See? I told you I could do it!"

-=+=-

--Thomas finished the dishes, letting them dry in the strainer next to the sink. He grabbed a glass and filled it with water before returning to his living room sofa. He grabbed his computer and found that the glitch was gone. "Awesome!" He said, happy that it wasn't a serious matter. He began surfing his usual websites, taking a sip of water every so often.

-=+=-

--Logan was astounded. "Where's the glitch? I made that a permanent thing!" Logan said, facing Virgil. Virgil only shrugged, just as confused as Logan was. Logan brought his hand to his chin, holding back his annoyance at the set back.

-=+=-

--Patton was looking at the computer in confusion, while Roman was looking offended. Patton spoke up and said, "Uh Roman, it doesn't look like it's going any faster...". Roman glowered at Patton. " I realize that! What I can't figure out is why? And how?" He dictated, using grandiose hand gestures. Patton saw a shadow across the room, and almost shrugged to off until he saw it move. He sucked in some air and pulled on Roman's sleeve. "Roman, look!" He whisper-shouted as he pointed. Roman looked at his partner with confusion before he spotted what had concerned Patton.

--Roman released a low growl deep in his throat and marched over to the shadow, drawing his sword. Patton followed close behind insisting things like "Let's solve this amicably, Roman!" And "Please ask before you stab!" Roman paid him no heed, continuing his death march to the shadowed figures.

-=+=-

--Virgil felt a faint sense of danger and spotted a fast approaching ball of light. It was dimly lit but visible if the surroundings are payed well attention to. Virgil felt the danger increase and yanked Logan towards him, backing up as he did so. Suddenly a sword stopped, inches from piercing the wall. A figure materialized, a taller man with a fanciful outfit. Logan stood in front of Virgil, recognizing the aura around the man. Logan also spotted another person behind him. The second man was shorter, and dressed simpler.

--Logan addressed the two figures with tolerance and monotony, but also with a thin layer of disdain.

--"Two of Heaven's forces. May tell why you two are here?" Logan asked, still slightly shielding Virgil who was watching with heavily veiled concern.

--The grandiose one responded with clear distaste. "We were assigned to this man as his guardian angels! Why are you two daemons here?"

--Logan rolled his eyes. "The same reason as you two. We were assigned to this man."

--The shorter man smiled awkwardly. "Maybe we could solve this some other way? A nonviolent way, perhaps?" He asked, shrugging his right shoulder a little.

--Virgil spoke up from behind Logan. "We can't return to our boss without Thomas' soul! We'd be tortured for, like, eternity!" He snarled at the two light figures.

--Said light figures looked at each other with thinly veiled concern. They turned back to the darker figures, and looked closer. While the daemons were putting up an angry front, they could see the faint fear in their eyes. These two people truly were terrified of their boss.

--Patton spoke up, "Tell ya what we'll do.".

-=+=-

--Thomas was rubbing his eyes and getting ready to head up to his bed when he noticed four people standing in front of him. Thomas released a high pitched yelp and nearly fell down. "Who are you people?!" He screamed.

--"I'm Logan and this is my fellow daemon Virgil."

--"I'm Patton and this is my fellow aengel Roman!"

--Thomas stared at them blankly, not knowing how to process the situation. "But... But why are you here?!" Thomas shouted.

--Patton smiled a little. "We'll explain it to you fully, we promise. But the short version is they were assigned to you in order to slowly ruin your life. We were assigned to you in order to make your life better! Now the problem is, most people don't get double assigned. Now they cant go back to their boss without your soul, or else something really bad happens. So we were wondering if the four of us could just stay here! Then they don't have to go back, and worst case scenario we can try and protect them!" Patton explained long windedly.

--Thomas put a hand to his head. "Oh goodness gracious..." He muttered.

--"How am I going to explain you guys to people?" Thomas asked incredulously.

--Virgil spoke this time. "We can hide our selves from view, and we know that you have a YouTube channel. We could help you with that. Y'know, if you want..." He trailed off.

--Thomas sighed. "I really don't want you guys to have to suffer. But this is gonna take so long to get used to..." Thomas brought a hand through his hair and looked at the four beings.

--"I suppose..." He said, somewhat uncertainly.

--The four all smiled in some way. Virgil had a small smirk, Logan had a rather awkward looking smile, Patton was beaming widely, and Roman had a smug smile. For now, everyone was safe.

-=+=-

--A few months later the first Sanders Sides video came out. Thomas had enlisted the help from his friends, all of them agreeing to a vow of secrecy.

#my writing #story for someone else #fander secret santa

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siobhaneardley · 6 years

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The Nonsense of Assassin’s Creed 3 ( Five Years Late)!

As with every game I play I usually get around to it about 2-5 years late. Why? You ask. How can you call yourself a gamer, I am outraged? Well, one simple answer...I am broke, I have been forever, with being a student for four years, with minimum wage jobs in between I have had not time to save for a new console, this makes me sad on a daily basis...but soon a PS4 will be in the household, so brace yourselves!

So. I love Assassin’s Creed as a concept. History, running around on rooftops, assassinating like a badass, all amazing. I had so much fun playing Assassin’s Creed 2 (I didn’t play the first game, sue me...), and Brotherhood (my favourite) Revelations was a bit of a slog, but it was still good. So I bought 3 on Ebay for £2.50, bargain. And it glitched out on me within the first minute of playing it. So I forgot about my Assassin’s Creed phase for a while until I found AC3 for £2 in CEX, even cheaper, winner! Luckily this one didn’t glitch out on me, huzzah!

After what felt like a lifetime of an introduction when playing as Englishman Haytham, discovering he is actually a Templar #spoilers, and then realising that you are actually, in fact going to be playing as his son, Connor for the remainder of the game. But wait, you have to go through a whole new set introduction sequences and it was eventually six hours of gameplay until I actually got the assassin gear. Six hours!!

After that nonsense I actually got a bit of a chance to evaluate my surroundings. I do like the change of setting, even though I have no idea about the historical significance because the English education system doesn’t like to tell us innocent children what a terrible country we were to others in the hope that we will continue in our adulthood to be patriotic fools! Yay historical censorship! So, because of that I couldn’t really get invested or excited about the setting because I had not kind of reference point to them, the only person who I knew really was Washington, but all I know really is that he was the first President, that is it...As a result of this I found the missions rather boring, and the endless cut scenes with people who I had no interest in made it a chore to play.

I will give the game this. They did try to do something difference and some of the gameplay, for instance the naval battles where a lot of fun and really shook the game up a little bit. But what confused me the most was the hunting aspect, I never used it for anything, but maybe I was missing a vital element of the gameplay, but still it was never made glaringly obvious.

I couldn’t update my armour, and if I am not mistaken there was not an option to gain health during combat. Which, you know is always mega useful when surrounded by twenty soldiers. I just found it so stupid, at one point during a mission I had to run around a shed with mercenaries in pursuit just to gain my health back as I was in the red. The amount of times I had to do something like this was so ridiculous and it would have really helped to have some damn health potions!!

My main issue, and the only reason why I am really writing this, because it is an issue that I have been having with gaming recently. The lack of actually playing the game, and the amount of story driven games that are mainly cutscenes. The worst. The whole point of the game is assassinating, it is in the title. So one would assume that in the final scene of the game you would assassinate the main villain. WRONG.

I had to sit through two agonising cut scenes after chasing the main villain. The first Connor (I emphasise Connor) shot Lee during the cutscene, I didn’t press a single button or do a thing. So then we are staggering through a road at snails pace because Connor is injured and this is the final bit of real gameplay...slowly walking. I get to a pub, guess what. ANOTHER CUT SCENE. So Connor and Lee are just sitting at this table gazing meaningfully into each others eyes for a stupid amount of time and Connor stabs Lee, killing him. Again I pressed no buttons during this scene, I just sat back and watched while the main villain of the game died in a cut scene. Satisfied. Nah.

THEN. I had to endure cut scene after cut scene with Desmond, who I am past the point of caring about, to the end the game without pressing a single button in another, yes ANOTHER cut scene. It still isn’t over, after letting the credits roll I thought, maybe the epilogue will be different. I am Connor again, I get to run all the way to New York to be met with, you guessed it, a cut scene. Why.

Gaming, for me is meant to be about actually playing the game, interacting etc etc. As much as I like story driven games, I want the gameplay to be the prominent feature. Games like Mass Effect do this well, even in cutscenes you still have stuff to do, it keeps your interest because you have to make important decisions. AC3 was just boring cut scene after another, even at the end when it was meant to be most exciting. This, for me is not what games should be about.

Despite all of this I am willing to keep playing the Assassin’s Creed games, because I do love the concept, I have heard Black Flag is amazing, and I really did love the naval battles in AC3 and hopefully there will be more of the same. But mostly, I cannot wait to scale the Houses of Parliament in Syndicate and the Pyramids of Giza in Origins!

This rant was brought to you by,

Siobhán Eardley.

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Quotes from “21 Lessons for the 21st Century” by Yuval Noah Harari

“Terrorism works by pressing the fear button deep in our minds and hijacking the private imaginations of millions of individuals. Similarly, the crisis of liberal democracy is played out not just in parliaments and polling stations but also in neurons and synapses.”

“Philosophers are very patient people, but engineers are far less so, and investors are the least patient of all.”

“Unable to conduct a reality check, the mind latches onto catastrophic scenarios. Like a person imagining that a bad headache signifies a terminal brain tumor, many liberals fear that Brexit and the rise of Donald Trump portend the end of human civilization.”

“Humans were always far better at inventing tools than using them wisely.”

“Ordinary people may not understand artificial intelligence and biotechnology, but they can sense that the future is passing them by.”

“Donald Trump warned voters that the Mexicans and Chinese would take their jobs, and that they should therefore build a wall on the Mexican border. He never warned voters that algorithms would take their jobs, nor did he suggest building a firewall on the border with California.”

“The liberal story was the story of ordinary people. How can it remain relevant to a world of cyborgs and networked algorithms?”

“The Russian, Chinese, and Cuban revolutions were made by people who were vital to the economy but who lacked political power; in 2016, Trump and Brexit were supported by many people who still enjoyed political power but who feared that they were losing their economic worth.”

“It is much harder to struggle against irrelevance than against exploitation.”

“In the end it was communism that collapsed. The supermarket proved to be far stronger than the gulag.”

“In particular, the liberal story learned from communism to expand the circle of empathy and to value equality alongside liberty.”

“Most people who voted for Trump and Brexit didn’t reject the liberal package in its entirety –they lost faith mainly in its globalizing part. They still believe in democracy, free markets, human rights, and social responsibility, but they think these fine ideas can stop at the border.”

“By manufacturing a never-ending stream of crises, a corrupt oligarchy can prolong its rule indefinitely.”

“…economic growth will not save the global ecosystem; just the opposite, in fact, for economic growth is the cause of the ecological crisis. And economic growth will not solve technological disruption, for it is predicated on the invention of more and more disruptive technologies.”

“Panic is a form of hubris. It comes from the smug feeling that one knows exactly where the world is heading: down.”

“Two particularly important nonhuman abilities that AI possesses are connectivity and updatability.”

“What we are facing is not the replacement of millions of individual human workers by millions of individual robots and computers; rather, individual humans are likely to be replaced by an integrated network.”

“Of all forms of art, music is probably the most susceptible to Big Data analysis, because both inputs and outputs lend themselves to precise mathematical depiction. The inputs are the mathematical patterns of sound waves, and the outputs are the electrochemical patterns of neural storms.”

“Technology is never deterministic, and the fact that something can be done does not mean it must be done.”

“When people design web pages, they often cater to the taste of the Google search algorithm rather than to the taste of any human being.”

“It is debatable whether it is better to provide people with universal basic income (the capitalist paradise) or universal basic services (the communist paradise).”

“If universal basic support is aimed at improving the objective conditions of the average person in 2050, it has a fair chance of succeeding. But if it is aimed at making people subjectively more satisfied with their lot and preventing social discontent, it is likely to fail.”

“In a famous interview in 1987, Thatcher said ‘There is no such thing as society. There is [a] living tapestry of men and women… and the quality of our lives will depend on how much each of us is prepared to take responsibility for ourselves.’”

“Democracy assumes that human feelings reflect a mysterious and profound “free will,” that this “free will” is the ultimate source of authority, and that while some people are more intelligent than others, all humans are equally free.”

“If the feelings of some ancient ancestor were wrong and as a result that person made a fatal mistake, the genes shaping these feelings did not pass on to the next generation. Feelings are therefore not the opposite of rationality –they embody evolutionary rationality.”

“We usually fail to realize that feelings are in fact calculations, because the rapid process of calculation occurs far below our threshold of awareness.”

“Winston Churchill famously said that democracy is the worst political system in the world, except for all the other. Rightly or wrongly, people might reach the same conclusions about Big Data algorithms: they have lots of glitches, but we have no better alternative.”

“Already today, ‘truth’ is defined by the top results of the Google search.”

“However, in order to take over from human drivers, the algorithms won’t have to be perfect. They will just have to be better than the humans.”

“… robots always reflect and amplify the qualities of their code.”

“Yet autonomous weapon systems are a catastrophe waiting to happen, because too many governments tend to be ethically corrupt, if not downright evil.”

“In the late twentieth century democracies usually outperformed dictatorships because democracies were better at data processing. A democracy diffuses the power to process information and make decisions among many people and institutions, whereas a dictatorship concentrates information and power in one place.”

“AI make centralized systems far more efficient than diffused systems, because machine learning works better the more information it can analyze.”

“Science fiction tends to confuse intelligence with consciousness and assume that in order to match or surpass human intelligence, computers will have to develop consciousness.”

“The danger is that if we invest too much in developing AI and too little in developing human consciousness, the very sophisticated artificial intelligence of computers might only serve to empower the natural stupidity of humans.”

“The economic system pressures me to expand and diversify my investment portfolio, but it gives me zero incentive to expand and diversity my compassion.”

“Property is a prerequisite for long-term inequality.”

“Globalization will unite the world horizontally by erasing national borders, but it will simultaneously divide humanity vertically.”

“Mandating governments to nationalize the data will probably curb the power of big corporations, but it might also result in creepy digital dictatorships.”

“The so-called Facebook and Twitter revolutions in the Arab world started in hopeful online communities, but once they emerged into the messy offline world, they were commandeered by religious fanatics and military juntas.”

“[Facebook] and the other online giants tend to view humans as audiovisual animals –a pair of eyes and a pair of ears connected to ten fingers, a screen, and a credit card.”

“For all its glory and impact, Athenian democracy was a halfhearted experiment that survived for barely two hundred years in a small corner of the Balkans.”

“Human groups are defined more by the changes they undergo than by any community.”

“We insist that our values are a precious legacy from ancient ancestors. Yet the only thing that allows us to say this is that our ancestors are long dead and cannot speak for themselves.”

“The heated argument about the true essence of Islam is simply pointless. Islam has no fixed DNA. Islam is whatever Muslims make of it.”

“The process of human unification has taken two distinct forms: establishing links between distinct groups and homogenizing practices across groups.”

“War spreads ideas, technologies, and people far more quickly than commerce does.”

“The kamikaze […] relied on combining state-of-the-art technology with state-of-the-art religious indoctrination.”

“Human diversity may be great when it comes to cuisine and poetry, but few would see witch-burning, infanticide, or slavery as fascinating human idiosyncrasies that should be protected against the encroachments of global capitalism and Coca-Colonialism.”

“Saying that black people tend to commit crimes because they have substandard genes is out; saying that they tend to commit crimes because they come from dysfunctional subcultures is very much in.”

“In terrorism, fear is the main story, and there is an astounding disproportion between the actual strength of the terrorists and the fear they manage to inspire.”

“Terrorists don’t think like army generals. Instead, they think like theater producers.”

“In 1914 war had great appeal to elites across the world because they had many concrete examples of how successful wars contributed to economic prosperity and political power. In contrast, in 2018 successful wars seem to be an endangered species.”

“Today the main economic assets consist of technical and institutional knowledge rather than wheat fields, gold mines, or even oil fields, and you just cannot conquer knowledge through war.”

“Human stupidity is one of the most important force in history, yet we often tend to discount it.”

“Unlike such universal religions as Christianity, Islam, and Buddhism, Judaism has always been a tribal creed.”

“Scientists nowadays point out that morality in fact has deep evolutionary roots predating the appearance of humankind by millions of years. All social mammals, such as wolves, dolphins, and monkeys, have ethical codes, adapted by evolution to promote group cooperation.”

“From an ethical perspective, monotheism was arguably one of the worst ideas in human history.”

“What monotheism undoubtedly did was to make many people far more intolerant than before, thereby contributing to the spread of religious persecutions and holy wars.”

“Does God exist? That depends on which God you have in mind: the cosmic mystery, or the worldly lawgiver?”

“After giving the name of “God” to the unknown secrets of the cosmos, they [the faithful] then use this to somehow condemn bikinis and divorce.”

“The deeper the mysteries of the universe, the less likely it is that whatever is responsible for them gives a damn about female dress codes or human sexual behavior.”

“The missing link between the cosmic mystery and the worldly law giver is usually provided through some holy book.”

“The third of the biblical Ten Commandment instructs humans never to make wrongful use of the name of God. […] Perhaps the deeper meaning of this commandment is that we should never use the name of God to justify our political interests, our economic ambitions, or our personal hatreds.”

“The idea that we need a supernatural being to make us act morally assumes that there is something unnatural about morality.”

“Every violent act in the world begins with a violent desire in somebody’s mind, which disturbs that person’s own peace and happiness before it disturbs the peace and happiness of anyone else.”

“Self-professing secularists view secularism in a very different way. For them, secularism is a very positive and active worldview, defined by a coherent code of values rather than by opposition to this or that religion.”

“The most important secular commitment is to the truth, which is based on observation and evidence rather than on mere faith. Secularists strive not to confuse truth with belief.”

“This is the deep reason secular people cherish scientific truth: not in order to satisfy their curiosity, but in order to know how best to reduce the suffering in the world. Without the guidance of scientific studies, our compassion is often blind.”

“Questions you cannot answers are usually far better than answers you cannot question.”

“Not only rationality, but individuality too is a myth. Humans rarely think for themselves. Rather, we think in groups. Just as it takes a tribe to raise a child, it also takes a tribe to invent a tool, solve a conflict or cure a disease.”

“This is what Steven Sloman and Philip Fernbach have termed “the knowledge illusion”. We think we know a lot, even though individually we know very little, because we treat knowledge in the minds of others as if it were our own.”

“It is extremely hard to discover the truth when you are ruling the world. You are just far too busy.”

“Power is all about changing reality rather than seeing it for what it is.”

“Justice demands not just a set of abstract values, but also an understanding of concrete cause-and-effect relations.”

“… in a world in which everything is interconnected, the supreme moral imperative becomes the imperative to know.”

“We have zero evidence that Eve was tempted by the serpent, that the souls of all infidels burn in hell after they die, or that the creator of the universe doesn’t like it when a Brahmin marries a Dalit –yet billions of people have believed these stories for thousands of years. Some fake news lasts forever.”

“When a thousand people believe some made-up story for one month, that’s fake news. When a billion people believe it for a thousand years, that’s a religion.”

“If you want to gauge group loyalty, requiring people to believe an absurdity is a far better test than asking them to believe the truth.”

“[…] if you want reliable information, pay good money for it. If you get your news for free, you might well be the product.”

“[…] perhaps the worst sin of present-day science fiction is that it tends to confuse intelligence with consciousness.2

“Whenever you see a movie about an AI in which the AI is female and the scientist is male, it’s probably a movie about feminism rather than cybernetics. For why on earth would an AI have a sexual or gender identity? Sex is a characteristic or organic multicellular beings. What can it possibly mean for a nonorganic cybernetic being?”

“The mind is not the subject that freely shapes historical actions and biological realities; the mind is an object that is being shaped by history and biology.”

“If this generation lacks a comprehensive view of the cosmos, the future of life will be decided at random.”

“So what should we be teaching? Many pedagogical experts argue that schools should switch to teaching ‘the four Cs’ –critical thinking, communication, collaboration, and creativity.”

“Already in 1849, the Communist Manifesto declared that ‘all that is solid melts into air.’ Marx and Engels, however, were thinking mainly about social and economic structures. By 2048, physical and cognitive structures will also melt into air, or into a cloud of data bits.”

“To stay relevant –not just economically but above all socially- you will need the ability to constantly learn and to reinvent yourself […]”

“To survive and flourish in such a world [where profound uncertainty is not a bug but a feature], you will need a lot of mental flexibility and great reserves of emotional balance.”

“The Industrial Revolution has bequeathed us the production-line theory of education.”

“Because of the increasing pace of change, you can never be certain whether what the adults are telling you is timeless wisdom or outdated bias.”

“The voice we hear inside our heads is never trustworthy, because it always reflects state propaganda, ideological brainwashing, and commercial advertisements, not to mention biochemical bugs.”

“Homo sapiens is a story telling animal that thinks in stories rather than in numbers of graphs.”

“To give meaning to my life, a story needs to satisfy just two conditions. First, it must give me some role to play. […] Second, whereas a good story need not extend to infinity, it must extend beyond my horizons.”

“A crucial law of storytelling is that once a story manages to extend beyond the audience’s horizon, its ultimate scope matters little.”

“How do we make the story feel real? Priests and shamans discovered the answer to this question thousands of years ago: rituals.”

“Why does the Indian government invest scarce resources in weaving enormous flags instead of building sewage systems in Delhi’s slums? Because the flag makes India real in a way that sewage systems do not.”

“Of all the rituals, sacrifice is the most potent, because of all the things in the world, suffering is the most real.”

“If by ‘free will’ you mean the freedom to do what you desire, then yes, humans have free will. But if by ‘free will’ you mean the freedom to choose what to desire, then no, humans have no free will.”

“[…] the ‘self’ is a fictional story that the intricate mechanisms of our mind constantly manufacture, update, and rewrite.”

“We humans have conquered the world thanks to our ability to create and believe fictional stories. We are therefore particularly bad at knowing the difference between fiction and reality.”

“When you are confronted by some great story and you wish to know whether it is real or imaginary, one of the key question to ask is whether the central hero of the story can suffer.”

“Whenever politicians start talking in mystical terms, beware.”

#21 Lessons for the 21st Century #yuval noah harari

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imamotherfuckingstar-lord · 7 years

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Home, Part Four

Pairings: Peter Quill x Reader, Steve x Reader

Warnings: mild language, angst

A/N: This was only suppose to be a very long one shot. No beta this time. Song for this part: “I Melt With You’ by Modern English

Summary: Your best friend in the whole galaxy is coming to visit to help out with Thanos. When he arrives, Steve finds himself jealous of the close relationship Peter and you have. Will this stop the man from telling you how he feels? Will old feelings be brought up once Peter arrives? Does first love truly fade?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Epilogue

A warm hand slipped around your stomach, jerking you from sleep. A panic stilled you, but then your eyes moved hazily to the man sleeping next to you. The sight of familiar dark blond hair relaxed you, so you rested back onto the pillow. Your hand moved to his face, gently you traced circles into his cheek. Peter grinned in his sleep, “Stop you little shit.”

“What happened last night?” you mumbled bringing the blanket over your head. Peter laughed and infiltrated the covers, his chest was bare as he caressed you face.

“Come on, don’t tell me you forgot about the love making? The sweet, sweet noises you made, I’m sure everyone heard.”

Your eyes widen and a hand flew to his chest, “That is not even funny, Quill!”

He grunted out a loud laugh and held a hand up to defend from your attack, “I’m kidding! Your drunk ass fell asleep, so I brought you to my room.”

You groaned leaning back into the soft pillow, “Of course you did.”

“Hey,” Peter retorted. “We’ve shared a bed plenty of times.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you closed your eyes, wanting to get a few more minutes of sleep. He watched you contently and wondered if he could do this every morning. His eyes gazed at the soft expression of your face, peacefully content. Last night’s conversation had echoed in his head all night, after he had brought you to bed. It might have been years since the two of you were anything really, but being beside you at that very moment, Peter felt something. He slipped his arm around your waist and with no resistance, pulled you into his side. His body scooted down, so his head could rest on your chest. You smiled to yourself and moved a hand around his back, gently massaging your fingers against his skin. There was something about being close to Peter, that brought you comfort and reassurance.

Admittedly, you weren’t sure what the hell you were doing, especially when your thoughts flew to Steve. It was all so confusing, but for now you just wanted to lie in bed with Peter’s warmth against you. Just a few more minutes of peace, a few more moments of this alternative reality. A reality where Peter and you were a happy normal couple, no Thanos looming in the background. And even worse, the threat of worldly separation from the man next to you. Just you and Peter.

Peter groaned softly as your fingers ran through his hair. A million different thoughts were running through his head, mainly what you had told him the night before. “I like being with the person I’m with. I like talking walks in the park and watching movies. Cooking dinner together, just being a couple. Can you give me that Peter?”

Could he?

He never really thought of settling down, truthfully he enjoyed being a single man. Enjoyed going on adventures and fighting on behalf of the galaxy. He loved the Milano and his friends, he liked spending time with Gamora. All this was hitting him hard, because it felt like a choice he had to make. You or them? You or the galaxy? You or the Milano? If he could have it all, he’d selfishly grab a hold of it and never let go. But you had made it perfectly clear, Terra was your home now and that included being an Avenger. This friction burned Peter, but it was you and that was a good enough reason to drop everything.

Peter pulled away from your body and looked up at you, “The plan is to leave tonight, we’ll be back in a few weeks.”

Your heart dropped, but you put on a brave facade. “I know, so let’s make a day of it. You and me, the city is our playground.”

“Gah, you are so cheesy,” Peter teased moving his body next to yours. You grinned as he took your hand and placed it on his chest, his thumb caressed your knuckles. “But yeah, that sounds good. I gotta go talk to the guys about a few things, so meet up in an hour?”

“Sure thing, Quill,” you squeezed his hand and tossed the covers off you. He sat up against the headboard, crossing his arms against his chest.

“Do I even want to know why I’m wearing sweats. Where are my jeans?”

“I have no clue,” he shrugged innocently. You snorted and wave him off, grabbing your sneakers from the floor and your cell from the night stand.

“One hour,” you warned opening the bedroom door. He grinned and nodded, sighing when you closed the door behind you. He ran a hand over his face and exhaled deeply, he had a lot to think about and little time.

You closed the door behind you and started running through plans for the day. You could take him out for pizza or a movie, he’d get a kick out of that. You supposed Time Square could be an option, but it seemed too tourist. Or maybe the two of you could drive out to the compound, show him around. But then you thought of the perfect place, Z’s Record Store. It was a few blocks away from the Tower, the two of you could go there then grab lunch.

“Morning,” Steve’s voice came from behind you, as you removed a hand from the doorknob. You groaned softly, because of course Steve would see you coming out of Peter’s room.

“Morning,” you turned to face the handsome man. His blue eyes took in your attire, you were wearing gray sweats and the blouse from last night. Shoes in hand and bed head.

“Hung over? He managed a chuckle, stepping toward you.

“Just a bit, I guess you super serum dudes can drink me under the table.”

Steve laughed and stood inches from you. “Maybe, but I’ve seen you pound a few away. You got talent.”

You flushed and shook your head. “Sometimes I wish my skin color was blue, then you wouldn’t be able to see me blush.”

Steve grinned at the ground, “It’s a good color on you.”

“Oh boy,” you laughed nervously. “You’re trouble and I have to go get ready.”

“Headed out?”

“Yeah,” you paused for a moment. Should you mention Peter or not? There was nothing to hide, so you smiled and continued. “I’m taking Peter out, show him a few places before he leaves.”

“Right, you should take him to our pizza joint. And maybe a few museums,” he suggested.

“Yeah, museums are a no go. But listen, why don’t you round the troops up and meet us later for drinks at Berry’s?”

“Sounds good, I’ll tell the others.”

The two of you walked quietly to the elevator, he waited for the doors to open. Steve watched you get in and smile at him. Steve wasn’t sure what had gone on last night, if anything had happened between Peter and you. But he knew one thing for sure, he was not a quitter.

“So tonight,” you mused pressing your floor button. Steve tucked his hands into his jeans and nodded.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

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fatal-potato · 7 years

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NieR: Automata - Demo Impressions

So after what was two hours on a single run of normal mode (from about 12:15 to 2:15 P.M. EST, 20th of January), I finished it while trying to experiment as much as I could (without outside help/research.) In all my years of interacting with action games, I have to say, I’m easily the most impressed I’ve been in years with this genre. Above all else, I want to stress that I acknowledge this is just a demo. I’m not expecting a single assumption here to assuredly be the case with the full product. I’m merely posting impressions based on what the demo thus far implies. We all played MGR’s demo and the release itself, I know not to overhype final expectations on first impressions. Frankly I hope nobody else does either. Obviously I’m not going to go over the most sheer basics of gameplay anyone that even touched the demo would know, so below are my thoughts on everything else.

POSITIVES (GAMEPLAY) Fundmentals of Design As soon as I started the game, it was easy to notice that whoever designed the gameplay got their fundamentals down to a dot. The attack cues from enemies are clear, have distinct visual and audio tells, and give plenty of time to react.

Though I’m not inherently opposed to the use of Quick Time Events, more often than not they’re done in terribly uncongenial methods. Kamiya had a massive raging hard-on for them, so it seems others wanted to follow his lead without knowing what can make QTEs good, natural, or even fun. Such “small” but jarring design elements are absent from this demo (hallelujah) so there’s no reason to believe there will be anything close to an abuse of them this time. Even if there was a Space Harrier portion (covered more in Setpieces), the demo hints that we should largely be free of any “that segment”s.

AND FINALLY, CUSTOM CONTROLS! I’ve always been a fan of default but goodness gracious, this should seriously be a standard. It was nice of them to give us three different schemes as it was but being able to customize one is something a fair number of their past games could have done super nicely with. Better late than never I guess.

Movement Movement (in my opinion) is one of the most underrated and untapped concepts of not just action, but games as a whole. Automata integrates movement through simple but versatile and exceptional means; to the point of creating a definitive crux for gameplay on its own.

I won’t waste time complimenting what good features of the dodge were already accomplished years ago in Bayonetta. What matters here is the straight dash that comes after.

Some of the most important assets to this dash are its free manual activation, cancel window, and wide ranges of direction. Free manual activation provides means for the tool to be much more universally applied. The ridiculous cancel window is probably its most unique aspect, as this helps positioning your moves to extents that would otherwise be impossible. Mixed with the wide ranges of direction, it completes your capacity to dance around your target freely during both combat and combo construction. The dash also goes and lasts quite the distance without being too slow to boot, giving further benefit to how the player can interpret the dash to their own playstyle, whether it’s basic or advanced. The fact you can apply all these perks both on the ground and aerially the same really makes the dash feel worthwhile. It’s an easy, but vital mechanic, and for one you’re going to be using a lot, Platinum made sure to make this one tool feel as exhaustive as can be.

Throw in attacks that can also affect your vector in similar ways, the game’s overall fast pace, and in unison with your moveset, Automata lends itself to likely be one of the speedier action titles ever made, bringing about what may be some of the coolest catering to movement ever wrought in the genre.

I will admit this part may be tooting the horn early (because even with all this I can still imagine even the most creative uses boiling down to essentially the same past results), but I’ve hardly come across singular movement options being able to cover so much on such a basic level, so do excuse me.

The Weapon System Not a lot to say here. The concept of weapons making different movesets entirely based on what button you equip it to has never been done before (to my knowledge, if done well at all), it’s moveset customization and instant moveset switching in the same package, and you get four different weapon types. The glory of this scheme only does itself justice.

Unorthodox Potential from Recycled Systems If there’s one thing I especially love about Automata’s gameplay thus far, it’s how it has the trademark Platinum setup (Dedicated jump button, X/Y = Light/Heavy, Dodge), but unifies the mechanics in such an unusual manner contrast to the rest of its peers; all in ways which point to nothing but positives.

The way the dodge and jump work in tandem with your moveset is without a doubt unmatched in exclusivity. Whether you’re paying attention or not, it’s easy to notice that many of 2B’s attacks revolve around throwing her swords akin to boomerangs. This is expanded upon when you realize this can be done with not just static dials, but with the use of jump and dodge cancels. For example, the AY dial (which is to say, jump off the ground then immediately pressing Heavy) gives the conventional Platinum Rising upper. When done using Virtuous Treaty, 2B stays suspended in a sword-spinning animation unless canceled. But when canceled in its startup window, you’re free to move again as the sword goes on to carry the rest of the attack without 2B having to do anything. Combined with what was mentioned above about dodging, you can see where I’m going with this. For reference, I believe I may have found around a couple dozen attacks that can be canceled the same way, and those are using the demo’s provisions alone. I haven’t seen this named anywhere, and though I’m not calling any dibs, for the sake of convenience I’ll be referring to this technique as Kara Canceling for the rest of the analysis.

Admittedly I am lost on the logic of what makes a move Kara Cancelable (as what research I’ve done yielded no such results for Fists), but I suppose it’s just something that will require the full game to conclude. I may not have time for it today but I’m considering a returnto Hard Mode and trying it again soon before release. There’s still a lot I have to test that I could neither confirm nor deconfirm on my first run.

Though I haven’t been able to (de)confirm this, I also have reasons to believe (mainly due to different animations) that dependent on the timing of your Kara Cancel, you can change the property of said Rising attack. Doing it in one half of the startup window (I believe) causes Virtuous Treaty to carry the enemy a set vertical distance while cutting the animation (and thus damage) short, as the other half of the window may cause Virtuous Treaty to go even higher while expanding on damage and lastability. Even if this theory on different Kara Cancel properties may be wrong, it scarcely matters, because the application of jump and dodge cancels is so ridiculously large due to their inherent necessity, that there will be plenty more tools to work with the same way by default. Added in with the fact we didn’t get to use any polearms or different weapons of the same class only holds a world of implication by themselves as it is.

I very much doubt Kara Canceling is a glitch either, provided how easy it is to discover. Complete with sprinkles of “nuanced” details (land into jump cancels for Helm Breakers having different timings dependent on weapon, Kara Cancel window timings for different dials, etc.), call me a man with reforged faith that Platinum is finally heading the right direction with technical creativity.

Altogether I appreciate the way these mechanics cohesively cooperate with eachother, because they spell a possible univese of long-awaited innovative advances for the genre.

Setpieces The first Nier has always had some funny schizophrenia between a Berserk-esque tone to its fights, and then sometimes just having Kaine run around as if she was outta some anime. Given that Platinum’s providing gameplay assets, but Taro is calling other shots, it’s easy to see the latter has come to embrace the former’s insane side in compatibility with their own. Unfortunately, said insane side has shown in the past to interfere with the better parts of gameplay when that love becomes an unhealthy obsession. But as far as setpieces go, giant brainless bossfights, such as the one at the end of the demo, can at least be justified to some logical extent.

It’s not too far off from how bosses played in the original; it just enhances what made them spectacles in the first place, with lots more interaction to boot. Additionally, the Space Harrier section at the end if anything shows that Platinum is learning quite well from their past sins. I personally would prefer if it wasn’t a part at all, but that doesn’t mean having to go through it is intrinsically as offensive just because past instances were borderline intolerable. It ended quickly, gave more freedom than most infamous minigames from the company tend to, wasn’t jarringly out-of-sync with the controls used for main combat, and was a decent, fast-paced extravaganza, placed at the absolute end of the level boss.

For something that lasted only a couple of minutes, I think this marks an unprecedented level of humility and restraint for Platinum’s record, compared to if they weren’t to add it at all. It shows their capability to learn from and fix previous errors, whereas not having the STG would have been a fix too, but would have shown less ways in which they learned.

NEGATIVES (GAMEPLAY) Enemy Variety Because this is just a demo, and because I didn’t expect it to, I won’t slaughter it for not impressing me in this regard. But it doesn’t. Based on the normal difficulty, I’ve only been provided the four most common enemy types ever-present in action games (based on properties and weight, of course). The mook, their elite version, the flying enemy, and the big bad boss that doesn’t undergo hitstun. As it should go without saying, there’s a high likelihood of way more types being present in the full game. It’s just nothing about these enemies stand out to me as particularly fun to fight. Hopefully that will change.

Technique Conveyance If there’s a recurring issue that plagues the best entries to this genre, it’s conveyance. It’s not that they lack tutorials, or don’t teach the bare minumum you need to beat the game. But when it comes to advanced techniques, you’ll be hard pressed to find any action game that teaches those good at all.

Maybe the devs just don’t care. But I’m going to go off on a limb here and say that maybe this to deliberately add a layer of longevity by giving its playerbase a period of experimentation. There’s a charm in that kind of thing no doubt, and for certain games that idea really does work. As a matter of fact, I used to lean towards the opinion that this route was more ideal. Yet over the years, it started dawning on me why that opinion wasn’t quite right, seeing the downsides that come with it.

1) It’s bad for the genre as a whole The greatest games continue being played even years after their release. But games that have the deepest gameplay will continue having the same dedicated playerbase for just as long. Why is that? It’s because those playerbases have found something worthwhile and lasting that keeps them coming back for more. Many multiplayer games retain this same attribute, mostly due to their innately infinite skill ceilings. A division of action games have contracted a similar kind of following, thanks to the countless different ways to express personalized play through ostensibly never-ending boundaries. However, what separates these two is that quite the number of multiplayer games are built to be competitively lasting, as even devs there know and support it. Action game developers give off the notion they don’t know how, or just don’t care to support the fraction that wants to take their titles more intricately. And with less advertisement to all directions, the audience receives less encouragement to participate in a characteristic unique to only a few, if not strictly this one single player genre.

2) It could easily be bad for some of the audience Straightforward and self-explanatory. Some people just aren’t labbers, but may totally be interested in playing at a high level.

3) Any intentions and priorities devs may have for longevity are in reverse Suppose Devil May Cry 4 had ChaserTech’s tutorials built into the game, or something similar. Do you think the playbase would’ve cut any noticeable fraction of the lifeline they provided it up until today? The answer is no, and that’s because in truth, longevity doesn’t come from experimentation to find the more general techniques; it comes from finding the nuances they may bring in and of themselves. Take DMC4′s Enemy Step as a very basic example. You don’t master it just because you know of its existence and can pull it off in succession a few times. There’s different move cancel timings, enemy hitboxes, other techniques it can help make a reality (Star Raving, Side Raving, Guard Flying), and so on. From the ground up, there’s an absurd quantity of things for you to master, or even get to grips with, based on this central, defining technique to the series. In no way was a large part of DMC4′s lifespan consumed by merely testing to try and learn of its existence. But maybe this isn’t a fair comparison, as it can be bought in the game’s shop and carried over from DMC3, which refined it from DMC1. Bayonetta as a more widely known example, has Dodge Offset (and its many variants) as the only game to do it right its defining Advanced Technique. It is somewhat taught to you in the game, but kinda cryptically through searching texts that only gives a description on how to execute it. In any case, you still have to come to terms with its dozens if not hundreds of its nuances, in fashion not too dissimilar with many deep games. If you have to center a significant chunk of your combat system’s lifespan in finding the general techniques, you’re probably either not setting your priorities straight, or are trying to hide how little your game truly offers if finding a normal AT creates a relatively big era for it. Or again, maybe you just don’t care.

As for those that like labbing, nuances will at some point require some form of testing or accidents to begin with, so these decisions mostly appear to shoot oneself and a good amount of others in the foot. Then again, maybe I’m just overthinking a relatively small problem that doesn’t matter. Who knows. I mean would it have killed to at least have a movelist or two?

Balance Concerns Again, not much to say here. I’m somewhat uneasy that the line between “I wanna do technical things” and “I wanna grind and mash” may lose its equilibrium in favor of the latter with its RPG elements. This is frankly a small concern though, as balance can easily be adjusted to the hardest difficulties. Or you could just be provided a skill that mitigates damage, so...?

QUICK POSITIVES AND NEGATIVES (OTHERWISE) +Music +Beautiful aesthetic +Great level design +Voice Acting is steps up from the original +Dual Audio +Superb kinesthesia +2B’S GREAT ANDROID BOOTY, STEP UP BAYONETTA -Didn’t get to ride a moose

CONCLUSION Even if every last one of these assumptions end up being wrong, I doubt I can sincerely be disappointed at this stage. The only thing I wanted at the very least with this sequel was “A well-written continuation to Nier with that isn’t a slog to play.” The well-written bit is gonna have to require some patience to judge obviously (not new with Taro). Even after all this, I still don’t think it needs the extra layers of refinement and depth, and am keeping standards as low but realistic as they initially were. Yet the madmen at Platinum went the mile to give us a grander experience anyway. So yeah, I can’t think of any plausible way the game could come to somehow brutally let me down .

According to a friend, Taro has always been a very wild card with his narratives. Ranging from what are essentially confusing comedies to heartbreaking adventures, so I don’t know what to expect in that regard for this game. But I do hope that it goes the route of and lives up to the emotional style that the original Nier bedazzled me with.

All in all I easily estimate from this that Automata has the surefire potential to be one of Platinum’s best releases (and one of Taro’s on virtue of actually having good gameplay). Even the idea of just merging Taro and Platinum is nothing short of a match made in Heaven. Taro’s games are known for great writing, scenarios, and music, at the cost of mediocre gameplay and necessary reruns. Regardless of what you may think of their lineup, Platinum has always been able to boast their unmatched strength in creating some of the best replay value in the industry, despite everything they made that isn’t called “Infinite Space” being pretty short. The two entities naturally seem to cancel out eachother’s flaws and bring about the best of eachother’s strengths at the same time. Furthermore, through the whole development process, they’ve had absolutely zero qualms or conflicts with eachother (as opposed to Kamiya against Microsoft), suggesting this will be top quality in every regard.

So consider me the most excited I’ve ever been in my life for a game based on a demo.

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How to Fix Common OnePlus 5 Problems

Now that the new OnePlus 5 is available we’re starting to see a lot of complaints about OnePlus 5 problems. With that in mind, below is a list of common OnePlus 5 problems and how to quickly fix them.

While the company released a day-one software update to solve some issues, we’re expecting to find even more as the release continues.

It’s still a worthy replacement for the OnePlus 3 or an alternative to the Galaxy S8, but just know that some issues will need attention. We’ll walk you through some of the biggest complaints, discuss updates, and offer fixes or resources to address any problems.

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This is an impressive phone with a lot to offer for the price. Coming in at just $479 while having a big display, dual cameras on the back and top-tier specs. Just like all phones released though, it isn’t perfect.

So far we’re seeing a lot of complaints at the official OnePlus forum, and popular sites like XDA Developers. Everything from GPS issues, weird scrolling effects, WiFi cutting out if the phone is held a certain way, camera problems, and even poor battery life.

How to Fix Common OnePlus 5 Problems

How to Fix OnePlus 5 Fingerprint Scanner Problems

Another popular issue we see complaints about is the fingerprint scanner. While many claim it’s extremely fast, others are having big problems. These are typically the device not recognizing a finger, or getting false readings while in a pocket. There is an option in settings that will prevent the phone from turning on in a pocket and vibrating from the scanner trying to get a reading.

Our best advice for the fingerprint scanner is to delete any saved prints and start over. This is especially true for anyone using a case or a screen protector. As these change the angle of the scan and may impact performance. Add fingerprints after installing any accessories.

How to Fix OnePlus 5 WiFi Problems

Something we see with every smartphone release is complaints about WiFi. From poor connectivity, drops, to even 5GHz not working right. However, things appear more serious for OnePlus 5 users. A few videos floating around claim touching the side of the device makes WiFi cut out completely, and others are just saying WiFi doesn’t work right at all.

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Additionally, a day-one software update from the company looks to address WiFi problems specifically. Most likely you got this update the first time you turned on the phone. If not, make sure to head into settings > about phone > and check for updates and install any new software.

If you’re still having WiFi problems we have a few suggestions. For one, try turning it off and back on inside settings on the phone. It’s also a good idea to power down your WiFi router at home for a few minutes and turn it back on.

Another option is to head into Settings > WiFi and forget your wireless network. Then search again and reconnect, put in the password, and try it again. Be on the lookout for more software updates aimed at improving WiFi.

How to Fix OnePlus 5 Bluetooth Problems

WiFi isn’t the only one, as we hear complaints about Bluetooth with every new phone too. With a vast array of devices trying to connect issues are bound to surface. One user claims to have problems with WiFi, Bluetooth, and overall 4G LTE connectivity.

The biggest complaint is Bluetooth in cars, where the phone simply won’t connect. Some suggest restarting the phone and trying again, and others suggest it took more than one restart before the phone and car Bluetooth paired up. If so, expect OnePlus to issue a fix in an upcoming software update.

Alternatively, once connected it randomly drops for some. At this time we have no solid fix for this, aside from deleting all pairing and starting over for a better bond. Then, hopefully it works.

How to Fix OnePlus 5 Camera Problems

A key selling point for this phone is the camera, so naturally, complaints are all over the place. Dual cameras are tricky to get right. Even Apple’s iPhone 7 Plus dual camera features were in a beta program for months on end. This is something that will improve over time with software updates, but you’ll have to wait for the company to fix it.

In bright light users are noticing weird black bars throughout the screen, which has something to do with how the camera is taking in the light. These bars are in photos and don’t go away. Then, we’re seeing complaints about very blurry images mainly because the phone has no optical image stabilization. You’ll need to hold still while snapping photos or use HDR modes. Hopefully software updates can improve the camera experience.

Last year the OnePlus 3 camera got better as time went on through updates, and we’re expecting something similar this year.

How to Fix OnePlus 5 Calling Problems (Noises)

One of the biggest complaints at the official forum is regarding a high-pitched noise during phone calls. This comes from the earpiece and is frustrating a lot of owners. A few state turning off WiFi during calls fixes it, while others offer up a different route. In Settings > Sounds > turn off the noise cancellation microphone. This catches surrounding sounds and balances out noise during phone calls and is a feature. However, it sounds like this feature is malfunctioning for some OnePlus 5 users.

Again, this is something we believe can and will get fixed by a software update in the very near future. That said, many are returning the device or getting replacements. We’ll update once we learn more.

How to Fix OnePlus 5 Group Text Message Problems

Oddly enough, countless users on the official forum are having problems sending and receiving text or picture (MMS) messages with the OnePlus 5. This is a silly problem, but a problem nonetheless.

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The pre-installed text message application used by OnePlus does not support group messages or MMS. So all you need to do is download one of the many excellent 3rd party text message applications from the Google Play Store. We recommend Textra, as it has tons of options and custom colors for the notification LED.

How to Fix OnePlus 5 Battery Life Problems

With every phone released users complain about battery life. You’re using the phone more than you normally would, testing features, installing apps, give it a few days to balance out. This is our first recommendation. However, if you are noticing actual battery life problems, something might be wrong.

This could be due to a lot of things but is likely an app that isn’t working right with Android 7.1 Nougat. We recommend customizing location settings, turning the screen brightness down to around 40% or automatic, and closing big apps you no longer need.

However, the best route is to head into settings and make sure an app isn’t draining your juice. Head to Settings > Battery and see what’s at the top of the list. Typically Android system, Android OS, or the screen is at the top. If there’s an app at the top, something isn’t right. Uninstall it, disable the app, or tap on it and hit “Force Close” to kill an app that’s draining the battery.

We also recommend setting up Battery Saver modes when you’re in a pinch and need extra juice.

General OnePlus 5 Bugs & Problems

Of course, some users may have other small problems here and there. Like screen glitches or rotation, lag, app crashes, or other minor things that can often be solved by a simple reboot. Actually, most problems I get asked about daily are often solved by a reboot.

Owners can easily reboot the phone by long-pressing the power button, and hit “restart”. It will quickly turn off and restart back to how it was before the problems. You shouldn’t need to do this often.

This is by far the best solution to any minor issue. If the phone is completely unresponsive push and hold the power button, volume up and the home key all for 7-8 seconds. The phone will reboot into a safe recovery mode. We recommend clearing the cache while in here, then use volume keys to navigate to reboot. Press the power button to select reboot and it will start fresh. Make sure you don’t accidentally do a factory reset, as this will erase everything on your phone.

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