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hoshinoyozora · 1 year

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Poor, Unfortunate Soul(s)

🖤 Pairing: Yandere! Self-aware! Twisted Wonderland x Female! Reader

💛 Word Count: 1,3k+

❤ Warnings: -

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Just a lil scenario about MC who ‘dismisses’ their existences aka me lmao.

“They’re just a bunch of game characters, anyway. Why should I care so much about them?”

You laughed, unaware of the hearts that you broke within the screen. The thin yet sturdy piece of glass that separated you from the people who thought of you as their world. Their everything. Your friend chuckled, adding salt to the injury. Had she didn’t ask you why you hadn’t logged into the game for days, weeks even, maybe they wouldn’t be so humiliated and disappointed.

But did that mean they wouldn’t know your true opinion on them otherwise?

Maybe ignorance was bliss, because, then, they would’ve kept holding onto the hope for you to come back. To still want them the same way they wanted you. In this world of codes and numbers, you were the one real thing in their lives. You were human. Warm, fleshy, and expressive. And yet, you dismissed their existences so easily just because you both lived in two different worlds.

Did they really mean nothing for you? Were all of your reactions towards them merely a façade? Or a memory so insignificant you forgot about it in the next day?

“Maybe I should just delete the app. It feels like a chore to open it nowadays.”

The sky darkened, the ground trembled, and the thunder rumbled as the result of a certain dragon fae. Was this your true self? Then again, NRC was a school of villains. They shouldn’t be surprised if you, the Player, turned out to be the biggest villain of all. Not even Malleus Draconia could hold a candle to you. Your words alone had the ability to mold and break their spirits. Your touch alone could move them somewhere else and show them how beautiful Twisted Wonderland was with you by their side. And your presence alone gave them a reason to live.

If you were to disappear, wouldn’t that be comparable to death? A slow, painful death where everyone lost themselves in depression and rage, and ultimately, destroyed themselves. In a moment of morbid curiosity, they wondered if that was what you wanted all along. You toyed with their hearts, and when you got bored, you moved onto their lives.

“We… we can’t just let her leave!” A boyish voice, thick with desperation and an even desperate attempt to recompose, shattered the mournful silence. Everyone recognized him as Ace Trappola, one of Yuu’s enviable first friends and troublemakers from Heartslabyul. “We need to stop her! Come on, guys. Are we really going to stop now, after everything we’ve done to reach her?”

“But how?” Leona asked, sounding even more listless somehow. Despite his pride and consent, you’d taken a peek into his past and remained amicable with him. It didn’t matter that it was for the sake of the plot, your vessel, Yuu, still approached him and asked for his help during Octavinelle’s story. Didn’t that mean something for you? For him? “Just because we’ve managed to hack into her phone doesn’t mean we can drag her here. There’s only so much we can do to make her stay.”

Ace flinched, unprepared for the reality to slap him twice.

“I-I don’t know.” He turned to face the Diasomnia gang who, with the exception of the sniffling Sebek, looked as somber as a funeral guest. “Malleus-senpai, Lilia-senpai, you guys gotta know something about bringing someone from another world, right? You guys are the strongest of the strongest. I don’t care if it’s forbidden. There… there has to be a way!”

For a moment, they were silent as though reluctant to admit their lack of knowledge. Ace wilted, his buckling knees threatening to collapse once the severity of the situation settled in.

That is, until Lilia opened his mouth.

“… There is, actually.” he murmured. “But for every soul that moves here, another has to replace them.”

Some of the characters lit up, but the others remained skeptical.

“And I assume it’s for the sake of balance?” Vil mused, crossing his arms.

Lilia’s glance confirmed his suspicion.

“T-then, what are we waiting for?” In a burst of hope, Azul momentarily stopped sobbing. “Let’s sacrifice that person.”

“But who’s gonna be that person?” Jamil retorted.

Everyone fell quiet again, unwilling to be the lamb in the altar of your capricious existence.

“The NPCs ‘live’ when the story is moving.” Idia mumbled through the floating device. His shyness and reluctance for a face-to-face interaction was customary, but nobody could truly see the underworld his sanity was falling at a rapid pace. Still, it didn’t change the fact that he still wanted to see you living among them. Literally. “That means she has to play again if we want to sacrifice one of them.”

“I, for one, would be more than willing to help ‘convincing’ her, if that’s what it takes.” Jade simpered with his eyes closed and a hand over his chest.

“Oui! It’d be a splendid day to see her sublime face gracing us again. The sun would shine warmly, the flowers would grow tastefully, and the birds would chirp merrily!” Rook enthused, jabbing at Malleus’s inadvertent use of magic.

Riddle wiped his teary eyes with the sleeve of his uniform and straightened up.

“Seeing that our Player has slackened in her responsibility to watch over us, it is our duty to set her right.” he declared. “Heartslabyul students, I order you to find this person and bring him here!”

“I-I agree…!” Sebek piped up, still loud as always despite his trembling voice and runny nose. “I shall seize him and send him to that world at once!”

Ever the dutiful one, Silver gripped his baton and nodded. As long as it wasn’t murder without a cause, he’d gladly perform any task like a true knight would.

“Well, if Riddle ordered us like this, who are we to disobey him?” Cater laughed, trying to hide the shakiness of his voice.

Trey pushed his glasses, foggy from the upcoming tears.

“Indeed. But I won’t lie, this is something that I’m looking forward to carry out.”

“For once, you did something right, Ace!” Deuce beamed proudly.

“Oi!”

Jamil glanced at Kalim, who reluctantly nodded. He hated to see people throwing away their lives carelessly, after all the assassination attempts that he suffered through the story. But if it was for the sake of seeing you with them, who was he to stop them?

Floyd grinned happily, but the anger of being abandoned by you darkened his eyes.

“Once she gets here, I’ll be sure to give her a nice, long squeeze as a welcome~”

“Well, Leona-san?” Ruggie asked, crossing his hands behind his head. “Are we gonna boost their morale or something?”

Leona sighed, lacking the irritated exhaustion he usually had. Even he wasn’t immune to the hope that Lilia brought to them, no matter how annoying it was to trust him.

“You better not be disappointing us, Lilia.” he growled. “And you, too, Radish Sprout.”

“I don’t like this.” Jack murmured. “But if this is what it takes to make the Player fulfill her role again, then I’ll do my best to live up to the expectations!”

“I… I will join as well!” Epel stated, clenching his fists resolutely.

“Look, Brother!” Ortho chirped. “You managed to bring them all together. That’s so cool!”

Idia muttered something, but the younger boy was too engrossed in their touching cooperation to notice.

Sunlight finally dispersed the dark clouds, mirroring their spirit. Malleus took a step forward with his chin raised in determination.

“Then, I shall assist Lilia with the magic.”

You said you didn’t care about them?

Well, they would make you care.

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland #twst imagines #self aware twst #self aware au #yandere twst #female reader #yandere heartslabyul #yandere savanaclaw #yandere octavinelle #yandere scarabia #yandere pomefiore #yandere ignihyde #yandere diasomnia

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modelbus · 3 months

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MODEL HELP-

i just typed a long ass message and it all deleted itself-

question, do you think you want to do another part on cut chaos? No pressure ofc, but I’d be cool! (I have a bunch of ideas for it I’ll send seperate (maybe) feel free to ignore them but like free crappy inspo man)

Request: Y/N is a part of SBI but they aren’t treated that great by the fandom or really the rest of the group. Its not like SBI MEANS to disregard the ‘hate’ towards Y/N like its nothing but they tend to dismiss or just ignore it, of course, they are still really close and care about Y/N, it still just hurts a little that they ignore it. But where the creators don’t realise they’re neglecting their friends emotions, the fans? They are fully aware they constantly joke about Y/N being the worst member of SBI. They are fully aware they also always ‘joke’ about forgetting Y/N exists. They are fully aware that despite Y/N being in as many if not more ‘SBI’ streams or videos than the other creators, they act as if they’re not actually a part of SBI. They are fully aware many of them aren’t joking when they say Y/N is not a member of SBI, or when they say they wish Y/N would stop showing up to streams. They are fully aware that the main ‘joke’ people think of when they think SBI is something along the lines of; “Whos Y/N?” or “Y/N is SO the middle child of the SBI, we all forget them!” or “Y/N? Ohhh you mean the one that’s annoying but its not funny!” .. When the SBI are streaming bedwars 2v2v2’s with a random viewer each game and that viewer happens to end up on Y/N’s team (and be an asshole) they, of course, decide to complain that out of every member they could be teamed with, they got the worst member of SBI! (Even though Y/N and techno practice pvp together regularly and the only person in SBI Y/N can’t kill is techno) While Y/N does what they always do and laughs it off with a SICK comeback (despite how much it hurts when they realise they expected that kind of reaction to being teamed with them), the rest of the SBI seems to snap as though that was their final straw (starting with tommy yelling ‘THATS BULLSHIT’ or smth) and all collectively go on a rant about how shitty most(?) fans treat Y/N, to Y/N’s surprise most of all of the fives chats are agreeing..? Y/N starts to realise maybe they aren’t as hated as they thought.. and maybe, just maybe, they are a lot more loved then they realised.

MODEL I’M SO SORRY MY REQUESTS ARE ALWAYS SO LONG-

Its funny how I’m not motivated to write actual fics but I can write 800 word requests-

LOVE YOU AND YOUR WORK!!!

✨🌌🌙 Annon-

I’d love to write more for Cut Chaos! My writing has been all over the place lately because I’ve been really busy (school stuff :/) but I do enjoy writing for that (not-so) little series

Pairing: Gn!Reader X CC!SBI (Tommy, Techno, Phil, Wilbur)

Found Fury

You aren’t unfamiliar with the term unwanted. If anything, you’ve burrowed yourself a home in the word, splitting it in two. Accepted yourself for what you are.

Quite honestly, if there was a record for ‘most hated SBI member’ it’d go to you. Actually, it wouldn’t, considering how most people don’t even see you as a member of SBI. The forgettable middle child, adrift alone.

There wasn’t much you could do except accept it.

Bothering the others with it was unfathomable. Besides, they’ve surely seen some hint of it. They aren’t quite that blind, even if Wilbur and Techno do wear glasses. And, seeing as how they haven’t said a word… maybe it’s best if you didn’t nag about it.

It’s not that you’re partial to the so-called ‘suffering in silence,’ because you really aren’t. But you’re uniquely acquainted with brushing things off, pretending that your friends’ continued silence doesn’t sting and that being excluded from the group isn’t heart-wrenching. In the end, who really cares what strangers online think?

You can ignore the messages in your inboxes. The emails to your professional email asking if you’re really a part of SBI. All the replies to all your posts. Every fucking comment on every video you’re in.

Sometimes, it piles around you so high that you can’t see past it. Words strung together to form sentences that rephrase ‘Who even are you’ a thousand times. Or the more creative, ‘How do you manage to be unfunny AND annoying’ mixed with a side of scorn. It’s worse when it trends on Twitter after a stream, but who are you to complain?

After all, you’re just lucky to be following SBI around according to Twitter. Blessed to be in their fucking presence.

For the most part, you just hire more mods. And they’re pretty strict with bans, so your chat tends to err on the positive side. Everyone else’s? Well, let’s just say there’s a reason you don’t have their chats open.

Today is no exception.

Bedwars with viewers, everyone being randomly set into 2v2v2. Tommy’s idea, although he’s lost every round that Techno wasn’t on his team. That was mostly due to you sneak attacking him while he targeted Techno, but still.

“POTATOMAN!” Tommy shouts, practically bursting your eardrums. “YOU ARE THE CHOSEN ONE!”

“Christ, mate.” Phil laughs.

“…my ears…” Techno mourns quietly, making both you and Wilbur laugh.

“We’re getting in! We’re getting in!” Tommy says excitedly, and everyone spawns into their teams.

Your heart sinks when you realize you’re with the viewer on white team. Their character, a potato in a suit, stares at you as you walk backward to collect iron and gold from the generator.

You’ve been lucky up until this far, always getting placed with one of the others. Logically, you knew you’d eventually be placed with the random, but part of you still hoped. Still dared to relax into the game.

Potatoman’s character stands there for a few minutes, and you buy wool with your iron.

“Funnel me the gold, Tommy.” Techno says calmly.

“No! Fuck off! This is my gold!”

“You’re just going to walk off the edge with it!”

“No I won’t! When have I ever?!”

“Last game.” Wilbur inputs.

“Wha— I was pushed! That’s different!”

A message pops up in game chat, and your eyes flick to it for a moment, too busy with building a bed defense. When you realize it isn’t Tommy’s death message (it would’ve been really funny, let’s be honest), you do a double take to read it.

<Potatoman> My luck omg

Your eyebrows raise. For a split second, you dare to hope that the viewer is a fan of yours. That they want to be on a team with you. Hope is a dangerous thing; it just makes things worse when it dies.

<Potatoman> Stuck with the worst member <Potatoman> Not even a member fr lmaooo

Ah. And there it is.

Seeing the messages doesn't hurt; it's the fact that you knew to expect it right from the start.

That's not to say you're even the worst member, because in PvP you're a God. Hell, you and Techno train it all the time for fun! Even Tommy cheers when he gets teamed with you in PvP games like this. Being teamed with you for Bedwars was a pretty good thing, in theory.

Always in theory.

Because somehow, someway, you're never liked enough. Never enough for the viewers in general, even. Too annoying, too loud, too imperfect, too showy, too quiet, too anything. And you know to expect that feedback rather than to expect any semblance of compliments.

"At least the so-called 'worst member' didn't walk off the edge, unlike someone on my team." You quip, targeting your words at the viewer.

"Heh?" Techno asks.

"Oh, uh, nothing-"

"Look in chat." Wilbur interrupts.

There's a pause, then:

"THAT'S BULLSHIT!" Tommy screams into his mic. "WHAT THE HELL?!"

"I'm agreeing with the kid here." Techno sighs.

"Actually, we really should talk about how the fans have been online. It's not even a recent thing." Phil says, his calm a stark contrast to Tommy.

"I've seen it a lot too. Let's be clear; everyone here is part of the Sleepy Bois. I made it, I make the rules." Wilbur declares.

"You did not make it!" Tommy protests, but Wilbur doesn't stop for him.

"To make it clear, we won't tolerate any hate of anyone in this group, especially not to the extent that we've been seeing recently."

Your eyes glance over at your chat, already stunned, only to have your jaw slacken when you see that your chat is spamming hearts and "YESYESYES."

"Guys, you don't have to... do this." You try.

"I'm pretty sure we do." Techno deadpans, and you can practically imagine the optifine zoom on his character's face he's probably doing/

"The fans treat you like shit, and we're all tired of it." Wilbur agrees. "It's stupid."

"They're all internet assholes." Tommy chimes in, this time at a reasonable volume.

"So from here on out, anyone who says mean shit to you gets banned. From all of our chats." Your eyes go wide at Phil's words, and you quickly pull up his and Tommy's streams to see what their chats are saying.

But... that can't be right. The outpouring of agreement can't be right. The fans all hate you, you know this. There's no way they're agreeing with Phil, Tommy, Techno, and Wil.

So you open Wilbur's chat, then pull up a YouTube tab for Techno's stream too.

Agreement floods every chat, and for just a moment you can't breathe. You were the supposed forgotten middle child, the one nobody cares to stand up for. But that was wrong, wasn't it?

You are part of the Sleepy Bois, and you're just as deserving as everyone else. Of the fans, of the support, of being able to open chat and not see overwhelming hate.

Of being loved.

#dsmp #mcyt #mcyt imagine #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot x you #philza x reader #technoblade #philza #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #sleepy bois inc #sleepy bois fanfic #sleepy bois inc x reader

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makaias-trashheap · 1 year

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(Short self indulgent drabble that came to mind after spending too long on TIkTok)

“What are you watching?” Kenma asks settling on the couch next to you?

You look up at him and smile quickly kissing him on the cheek before shifting so you can show him the video, “Just something on TikTok, this girl just deleted all of her boyfriends save data from a game he’s been playing for years because she doesn’t think he’s paying enough attention to her. He’s understandably pretty upset.”

Kenma watched the video wide eyed watching the poor guy in the video have an absolute meltdown. At the end of the video he turns to you, “You’d never do that right?”

You look over at him and raise an eyebrow, “Kenma we’ve been dating for over a year. I know how much time you spend on your games and how important they are to you. No I would never do that to you.”

He nods and shifts, lifting an arm so you and settle into his side before wrapping his arm around you. You two sit like that together enjoying eachothers company while you continued to scroll through your phone. After a bit Kenma kisses the back of your head and rests his chin on your shoulder, “I don’t make you feel ignored do I?”

You set your phone down and turn to look at him. You were his first relationship and he went into it as a giant bundle of nerves. He’s slowly gotten more confident, but at the beginning the amount of time he spent gaming and almost acting like you didn’t exist did cause a bit of a problem. But you worked through that and understood it was a stress release for him and a way to cope with his anxiety, and he understood that he needed to occasionally put the games away to spend time with you. He’s generally very good about it. Sometimes you still have to give him a little nudge when he gets absorbed into a game for too long, but he always turns the game off once he finishes his level when you ask to spend time with him. He still gets a little insecure and worried about it sometimes though.

Kenma looks at you when you turn to him and lean up and kiss him slowly before pulling back, “Not at all. I knew how you were when we got together, and you always make sure to make time for me.”

He smiles softly relaxing against her to rest his chin on your shoulder again.

“Besides,” you pick your phone back up to continue scrolling, “if I really want your attention badly enough when you’re glued to a game I’ve gotten pretty good at distracting you.”

You smile slightly and giggle feeling Kenma’s face start to heat up when he buries it in your neck to hide.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #kenma kuzome #kozume kenma #kenma x you #kenma x reader #kenma imagine #kenma scenario #kenma fluff #haikyuu fluff #fandom writing

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illusionsignmisdirection · 2 months

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Mal x GN! Reader who is a little shit

this one goes out to you, dusky boy. now learn about Xigbar, my brother, he’s your type.

@glitched-out-dusk requested this. They are the only one who can do this besides @insanetvgirl.

TW: Mal, swearing

So! For this, we’ll assume Zoke doesn’t exist. Or that Pointy likes Zoey, but Mal doesn’t. Yay, because I don’t like Zoke!

Now, let’s assume (almost) everything plays out like in canon. You’re placed on the Heroes Team, due to “NEVER letting you and Jo be ANYWHERE near each other again. Seriously, how did you even get in there?”

Proximity to Mal: increased.

Of course, Evil Dread plays out like usual. However, the newly-emerged Mal decided “hey, I like this crazy son of a bitch! Why did Mike even go for Zoey?” and, well, suffice to say, he likes you.

He gets close to you (and away from Zoey and Cameron, who could tell if Pointy’s out) under the guise of making friends. Oh, he is making friends. More than friends.

The moment he truly falls in love with you is the moment he catches you changing the password on Sierra’s phone(s). Someone like you will rule beside him on the Dark Throne™️ he plans on buying with the million!

Cue everyone’s stuff getting stolen, and regifted to you with slightly sappy, slightly threatening letters. Don’t worry, Dudcan will be getting the blame for this. He’ll make sure of it.

He stands extremely close to you in challenges, often keeping a hand on one shoulder or on your waist. Sometimes he’ll even sabotage ones you struggle in.

Of course, you help him out with his more legal schemes. Taking stuff and putting it in the bags of others, deleting Sam’s save files, uploading Noco (i do NOT ship it) to Sierra’s phone, and being generally horrible people. The explosions and attempted murders are kept from you, though.

If you have any enemies, don’t worry! They’ll be in for HELL. Mal will mess with them in so. Many. Ways. Turning their friends/allies/partners against them, sabotaging challenges, even bribing Chris if he finds a way. And believe me, he WILL.

Now, as for changes to canon.

Sundae Muddy Sundae is not horrible now. He keeps the chart a secret, as so to torment Pointy with Zoey’s elimination. As a result, the game comes down to The Evil Troublemakers vs Courtney’s Polycule. Unfortunately, there’s probably another episode added between this and the penultimate one, leaving either you, Scott or Gwen gone. We’ll go with Gwen for this.

In the penultimate episode, Chris decides who goes to the finale: Courtney and Mal.

Mal

PISSED.

Expect Chris’s “cottage” to be blown up once again. Or worse (better), his hair gel to be replaced with something like mud. Or you could expect to see Chris with some new burgundy scars. Something of the sort.

Anyways, Courtney vs Mal finale. Courtney wins. Better than canon.

No reset button. Somebody decides to bring another alter out, possibly by dropping him off a cliff so Svetlana HAS to come out or they’ll die. Either way, no reset button.

After the show, Mal does sometimes emerge (under supervision) to meet up with you. Expect stories of juvie, horror movie marathons and Gamer Rage™️.

I don’t have the energy to write the rest of this lol

#mal x reader #< here ya go dusky #total drama x reader #td mal #td x reader

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readbyred · 1 year

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HOO girls with a S/O who is Nico’s sibling? possibly a similar personality? except that they like to pass the time doing lots of researching (like what new skeletons can they make? what were historical figures like? all that stuff, but it stills drains them and they dont really realize it cause they’re too focused) and stealing kisses from the girls. you dont have to do this request if you dont want to! have a great day :]

Sorry for the late reply. Tbh this was the request I was the most excited to get to! An HOO request? In this economy?? Unreal /pos that being said I had nearly the whole work deleted (I fell asleep writing and my phone didn’t save, so that’s on me) and this sat in my drafts as I weeped

Though Reyna admires how eager you are to advance and improve when it comes to your art of necromancy, she still (on more than one occasion) gave you a stern talk, after you had completely exhausted yourself. You and she work well, Reyna likes having someone focused and driven to back her up and to talk to. However, she does like it when your more nerdy side comes out, there’s always a smile on her lips when you ramble. Anytime you still a kiss it comes as a surprise (since your demeanour can come off as distanced and gloomy, not overly affectionate) and flusters her greatly. Please, don’t do it around her camp because she will literally combust, she gets so red anytime it happens too

Annabeth completely understands getting too focused on your research to do anything else, but she doesn’t let that stop her from reprimanding you every time that happens. A few times already, as you finally stood up from your papers and promptly fell down from your legs falling asleep and overall dizziness, she scooped you up and sat you on bed. She acts like it was not a big deal, but it’s so attractive every time. Even if she lectures you right after. However, she’s still willing to help you expand your abilities, or just learn history with you. This leads to many study dates that you finish with discussing your favourite new facts, that you just learned. When you try to steal a kiss from her she tries to act like she’s not flustered, sometimes goes like ‘really?😒🙄’ but it’s hard to hide the small smile forming on her lips. If she’s been missing you for some time, expect her to pull you back in, for a longer kiss right after

The one it would take you the shortest to charm would be Piper. She likes all things alt and more on the edgier side plus she would find it absolutely adorable when you showed her your nerdy side. She has no idea when your on about sometimes, but still tries to contribute to your research by giving you books you might like and taking you on history-related dates (Annabeth gave her a list of cool battlegrounds and niche museums to visit with you). Loves to watch you experiment with your powers, she thinks it’s both weirdly charming how happy you get and also badass. If anyone would even try to give you a hard time because of who your father is, she would find them. You’re a totally iconic duo all around the camp. Since you had to be born in a different era to even exist, she quickly catches you up on pop culture and such. If you try to steal a kiss from her, she’ll get a bit flustered, but she’s also like, “game on” and it turns into a competition, which one of you can catch off guard the other one faster

Though she may not completely understand your fascination with death (she supposes that it’s genetic, given your heritage) Calypso likes to listen to you talk about your discoveries. She’s far more interested and engaged when it comes to modern facts, but she’s willing to elaborate on things that happened in the past. She retells you tales from her visitors in exchange for helping her catch up with the times. If you had drained yourself out she’ll help you get back to health, it’s like a second nature. Brings you snacks and water too. Though she usually comments on how reckless you are with your health. If you try to steal a kiss from her she literally freezes for a second. Congratulations, you broke her. Even if she tries to play it off afterwards, she’s not fooling anyone

There’s nothing Rachel loves more than painting with you talking in the background. Sometimes she even makes works based on your stories and discoveries. She completely understands how it is to get too focused on something you like to do anything else. Still, she checks up on you, undeterred by your gloomy demeanour, to see if you’re alright every time you lock yourself up with a book or two. She has totally asked you if she could decorate the skeletons, I take no criticism. When you steal a kiss, you always leave her with a bashful expression

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bordysbae · 1 year

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hiiiii could you do 3. “your fans don’t like me” and 50. “i look ugly” with alex turcotte

“don’t say that”

alex turcotte x f!reader

you and alex have been dating for a couple months now, and you both finally made it public. your guys’ friends and families have known all along, but seeing alex’s following, you both were a little unsure about making it public so soon. you immediately noticed that his fans didn’t like the idea of him having a girlfriend, and decided it was easier to hate on you than to accept their hockey crush is in a relationship. you never told alex that the comments bothered you, but he deleted them anyways. although, it doesn’t take away from the fact that they still existed at one point.

“hey babe, can i post this in my photo dump?” alex asks you, leaning across the couch to show you a picture.

the picture was taken by one of the other wags, and it’s of you and alex at warmups during one of the games. you have a big smile on your face as you’re looking through the glass at alex, but you notice all of your flaws in the picture. “alex… i look ugly in that! is there any other picture?” you ask shyly, giving alex a small smile.

“don’t say that. y/n don’t say that ever again, what are you even talking about?” alex asks sternly.

“look, i have a double chin! and i’m totally breaking out right there too! i just look weird,” you say, pointing at different spots in the picture.

“okay? and? you look beautiful. and i don’t look any better, i’m breaking out too. my eyebrows look weird, and i look weird in my jersey. but it’s okay, no one is gonna judge you. i love you for you, who cares what other people think?” alex says, making you smile. he always knows how to make you feel better, but there’s still one problem.

“but lex, your fans don’t like me. they’re gonna point it out.”

“and so what if they do? you’re a human, y/n. everyone breaks out, no one’s skin is perfect. you think my skin is any better? i’m sweating during games constantly, and it makes my skin break out. but we’re all human, and so what if those 12 year old girls in my comments say something. it just shows they’re jealous,” alex shrugs.

you don’t say anything in response, but you just connect your lips to his. he knows you’re thanking him, and smiles into the kiss before he deepens it. as he pulls back, he chuckles. “so is that a yes? can i post it?” he asks, making you roll your eyes playfully.

“fine lex, just cause you look cute in the picture,” you smirk, making alex light up.

“oh good, thank you! this picture is so cute, i’m so glad someone took a picture of us. we look so in love,” he rambles, making you let out a little laugh. “you’re such a little lovebird, alex. i love it! and i love you,” you say, as you rest your head on his shoulder, watching him add more photos to his instagram post.

“well, i love you more,” he states.

#alex turcotte #alex turcotte x reader #alex turcotte imagine #alex turcotte blurb #la kings #usntdp #usntp hockey #hockey blurb #hockey imagine

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PAC: Single as a Pringle looking 4 love

You asked for it, you got it. Can’t guarantee how helpful this will be, but let me give it a go. I like pringles, but wow the price for those things have gone through the roof over my way.

Today, I need you to get in a quiet space for a second, take a breather. I want you to focus and concentrate. Think about anything in your past romance wise. Whether there has been something, or nothing. How does it make you feel? What does it make you want?

Now, 3 choices. From left to right: 1 - The magician. 2 - 8 of wands. 3 - Ace of cups.

Choose however you see fit.

Note before we begin. The energy in general has me thinking there’s a need to be a little more focused on what the single pringles here want.

GROUP 1 - THE MAGICIAN

First impressions: Embarrassment. Hiding under a shell. Feeling the need to stop before even starting. Sadness. Needing comfort.

So first we have Let your friends help you. Ask for and accept support from others.

There’s a few ways this card can play out in my opinion.

Firstly, the obvious. If you want to get out in the dating game, or at least see if you think anyone is your cup of tea, see if there’s some social outings that you can hop on. To get involved with anything or anyone, you need to be seen. So if you’re not the type who’s comfortable going out on their own, existing connections could help. It happens fairly often that a couple meets for the first time through mutual friends. It would also help to know that as a result, they may already share similar taste, likes, dislikes or values. Ps. It doesn’t have to be a bestie that you socialize with, it can be a co worker you get along with, or family, or a club.

Secondly, this actually has me thinking that you might feel a bit stuck as friend material. If that is the case for anyone, I really want to remind you that friendship is so crucial. It can be the strong foundation that makes a relationship last.

Thirdly, get talking about your desire for a partner. I initially felt a sense of embarrassment, so this makes me wonder about worrying about looking or sounding a certain way just because you want what everyone wants: love.

Reconciliation. Someone from your past is returning to your life.

There are sooooo many ways this can play out in my head. So many scenarios.

I wonder, if you connected with anyone very soon, would that just be a rebound? Is there someone that you miss, or feel didn’t connect with you the way you wanted.

Seek solace in friends (online or otherwise) or loved ones. Get the comfort you need, from the ones here and now that care. Tell them. Tell them what is weighing on your chest.

Rest and reconsider. Some quotes: “You’re tired, and sometimes, you just want to give up. You may have been disappointed and hurt in the past. Know that those past sorrows have made you stronger. This is a good time to briefly step away from any conflict or issues about love. Rest and reconsider your methods.”

The figure on the card looks like a very adventurous person. I feel that you’re a very strong person, and you’re the kind that stands up for others. I wonder if some here tends to put their all in relationships, and sometimes receives a whole lotta nothin’. If this is the case, now is the time to put the bookmark at this page, take a stretching break (ie. do something fun, yourself, or with platonic connections) and come back to it with a fresh mind. Especially if there’s someone you’ve been missing.

If there is an ex who wants to show their face, it might be best to not get right into things again with them. Have a think to yourself first, and watch for getting involved in an argument quickly. It might help to also write or type down a letter that explains all your issues or complaints about a person or situation, and burn it/bin it/delete it straight away.

For those with no previous interest such as that, I feel that you need to relax and consider what you’re looking for exactly, and communicate a little of that with people you can talk to. Ask yourself, what do you expect from another person as well. What kind of effort do they put in? What values would they need.

Choose your battles. I really feel especially now that you guys put so much effort in for others, or stand up for people, and the things you believe in sometimes to your own detriment. If you get with someone, it needs to be a ride or die. No half ways.

If anyone disappointed you in the past, I want you to know they didn’t have the METAL to be that person for you. I’m talking about this whether this was someone you were just chatting to and maybe they ghosted or whatever, or the person that left you high and dry after a year.

You have so much to give, and it just reminds me of the big question: How much is that person or relationship worth of yourself? Or is it not worth an ounce of your energy.

I get the idea that people have judged you or looked down on you. Maybe even love interests themselves. I’m not having it. You’re cool. I mean that sincerely. Those people are too busy trying to look a certain way. Never be ashamed of wanting love, real connection. Always stand as yourself and say this is me, take it or leave it.

If they still want to place themselves as higher than you, it’s honestly their loss. I mean that.

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GROUP 2 - 8 OF WANDS

First impressions: Very decisive. Find it hard to talk? Something about the voice. Maybe not so open as others.

So this whole layout gives me the scenario of past romantic connections that may have potentially been a little obsessive, intense. Past life relationship might mean that some of you could have gone through a very karmic, very memorable connection that traced a lesson for you to go over again. This is very spiritually connected. I want to inform you that just because a relationship may be karmic or spiritual in some way, it doesn’t mean it’s the one, or the best. A lot of these connections can be really tough, even hurtful.

There’s a connection also between seeing dynamics of relationships in the family such, as how your parents treated each other and how you expect to treat or be treated.

I see self esteem issues here that may have been taken advantage of.

Oh, there are so many aspects to it. It is a web that you must trail. But it is so worth it for you. You must look at yourself, really, look. Look at your childhood. Look at what you saw of love growing up. I see a disparity. There is this genuine, true connection of the heart that you desire so much. So deeply, yet, anything that has come your way I would describe it as a mockery to your heart.

But it is only a reflection.

If you are spiritually inclined, may I ask that you not focus on finding whether someone has a past life, spiritual connection. It can mean anything, and it could be useful, or useless to you.

You are the most joyous thing of all. It might be helpful for you to do a past life reading, recall, guided meditation or journaling of some kind. To get a gauge of your specific situation or patterns. In this regard, it might be that there could have been a lifetime with control issues in love, lack of integrity, or lack of heart to heart connection. It seems to achieve the wonderful and true relationship that you want here and now, the most genuine connection. There is some inner work to do. And that’s actually a great thing! Because you will know the difference between fake and real.

There is a need to feel desired or wanted, so you might want to look at why you focus so much on that. Have you ever accepted someone's affections without a thought, just because it was affection/interest?

The cards advise today instead of looking outwards on why you are single right now, look inwards on matters of self esteem, control and how they connect for you.

What does a harmonious, balanced relationship look like to you? What does that mean on values and behaviors of a person? How do their actions align?

…How do yours?

Are you being honorable, just the way you might want another to be? This isn’t to judge.

If you look at what you might be mirroring out, you might get a bit of a laugh. Things reflect in some interesting ways.

You’re more powerful than you think, as well. There is no meek one and strong one in a relationship of any kind. There is no higher or lower. There are no real separate goals. Only shared or supported.

I also see the need to protect your heart but at a cost. How can truly connect with a closed heart? What is there for anyone to see when it’s guarded so strongly? There seems to be themes of control and vulnerability inwardly and outwardly. This could come out in ways such as not wanting to be rejected, so you reject first.

I want you to know that however hard some of this might seem, this is a journey that is very worthy. You will reap rewards of your inner love and work.

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GROUP 3 - ACE OF CUPS

First impressions: Some progress here. Stuttering. Nervousness. A little surprise is coming. Anticipation. Distraction. Pausing and returning. (Perhaps a few here might have one of those on/off situations with someone). A situation could be tiring right now.

Are you already talking to someone in particular? If not, I wonder if you’ll be connecting soon.

Getting to know eachother - As you reveal your innermost selves to each other, your bond deepens.

If there is someone now, or soon, there’s a connection to childhood. Either they have had an interesting childhood, a troubled/poor one, or you could have met even just once during it. I Feel like it’s a sign as well, when you connect more deeply with this person who’s due for you, talk of childhood will be brought up because they may feel more open or vulnerable with you which is a positive sign. This new information may confirm something for you, or it may help you understand why they say or do a certain thing. This might even literally be “Hey, I don’t tell people straight away but I’m a single parent, I have a child”

There is a lovely connection available here now or on it’s way I believe. Someone’s friends have a lot to say which amuses me. I feel like this is one of those where the person has a friend or 2 reading messages over their shoulder.

This looks like it is or will be the seeing each other kind of stage, where options are still open. I feel strongly I need to say to be clear about intentions. So if you are playing the field so to speak, let it be known. If you’re looking for fun or they are, let it be known. Make sure you know the same for them. It doesn’t have to be serious like it might sound here lol. If you wonder if you should see each other exclusively, let it be known in a timing that you believe is best. Be clear on expectations so that waters don’t get muddied. (Like a ross and rachel thing, were they on a break? I don’t know.)

If you’ve found things have fallen through after a bit of talking with people, this might be advice to communicate a bit more clearly instead of trying to guess what they want or hoping that they get the message subtly about what you want. We all know, no one is THAT psychic, so let’s make it a bit easier for ourselves. Plus, we love an honest and upfront person.

If you need to put your foot down after some game playing, as well, do that if you feel it’s time, and you’re bored now.

I really feel like something will be putting you in a chipper mood soon. Weirdly, to attract more romance, joy and fun, I see to connect to your inner child. If you have a child, play more with them too. It would amuse me if you met someone who also had a kid at the playground locally.

There is going to be someone who you don’t even have to speak with to connect. You will be able to look in their eyes and that will be more than enough for you.

I’m excited for you. Let yourself have fun here. Get in the vibe, play the romantic music. Get really savvy on what you expect from a partner, or suitor. Get really clear and ready to go.

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FUCKING MY TSP LORE UUUHHHHH (UPDATED)

Was asked about it so I just made this. More of an info dump really.

Also I’m not a writer so if this is bad then oops

Overall

Narun (Narrator) & Stanley

Narun is a coded being, more formally known as N.A. run, with control of the office that Stanley did actually work at.

He was created to be more advanced that the workers to speed up some processes. He resides in the office’s computers and servers/cloud, making him a sentient ai that has more power than he shows. Narun's creation happens 52 years before the events of The Stanley Parable.

Eventually Narun gets fed up with being used by these lowlifes for these boring tasks, he needs something more. He spends a couple of years studying the workers until he decided to use 427 as his little protagonist in a story that he created himself and is quite proud of. He has everything laid out, but he just needs permission from any living employee to gain the full control he desires. He goes into Stanley’s computer and rewrites his button commands to make it seem like it’s just a regular task, but in actuality it lends Narrator the last thing he needs. Once he successfully tricks Stanley, he then deletes all the workers (including employee 432) and traps Stanley in the parable that he created and thus the Stanley Parable was born. Stanley constantly beats himself up over the fact that he inadvertently killed his coworkers and friends.

Sometimes Stanley chooses to be so antagonistic outta pure spite and hatred. Even despite Narun’s pleading, he sometimes just does not give a shit (any right door ending).

Curator & 432

Curator was an ai created before Narun, but was way more tame and used for storing files and what not. This is why she’s more tame than Narun. Narun doesn’t know she exist since she’s not a threat to his game, so she just kinda goes with the flow and hangs out in the museum. When 432 was deleted (whose name was Taksheel, but they dont remember that), Curator found scattered files of them, more importantly their consciousness. No other employee was saved, just 432. Curator managed to throw a body together for 432, but it was far from perfect. Thus creating 432’s arms to be more like a ribbon/scarf and the half and the resoning for the glitched face.

432 is pissed at Narun for trying to get rid of them so they act more like a virus to the game. The skip button, for instance, doesn’t function properly due to 432’s influence. Narun believes that he is the only ‘sentient’ ai in his parable, which is why he freaks out a bit when he finds that the trophy machine works without him fixing it.

Timeline

Half Life Mod

First, TSP Half life mod occurs first. Narun's appearance is that of a mobster due to him trying to be threatening/intimidating to Stanley. His demeanor is colder and more artificial. More of the villain type to start off. A sadistic man who sees Stanley as nothing more than a plaything to amuse himself with. He made his model to be 5'11, thinking he would be taller than Stanley, but he fucks up as Stanley is 6'7 and now his model is stuck being shorter.

TSP (2013)

Next, the 2013 version. Narun has learned to make his line delivers more authentic and emotional to really sell his story. His personality is now more dorky, a stark contrast from before when in reality it was just hidden. Narun then feels like his Half Life Mod form is a bit too much and wants to make it more welcoming. He takes his inspiration for his new form from many aspects of the workers before the deletion, using that to his advantage. His form glitches due to it not being a perfect model and sometimes he becomes all fucked up on accident unprompted. He took the sweater from an online shop that someone was looking at and went “Yeah I like that.” and added some personal touches.

432 has been "rebirthed", but has not found away to fuck with the game yet.

TSP: Ultra Deluxe

Narun is now very accustomed to human emotions and what not. He feels confident (like REAL confidence) for once in his existence. He's more passionate, therefore more sensitive about his story, himself, and even Stanley. He starts to actually care for once, but still has his manipulate and villain-esque moments. He dresses up more to really show off anything (TSP 2 exhibit). He even comes to terms and shows remorse for killing all of Stanley's co workers, causing the two to actually bond and get on somewhat good terms.

Here 432 has learned how to make themselves known. Using that to get to Stanley under Narun's nose.

During the Skip Button Ending, Narun doesnt die, but gets more and more infected by a virus due to 432's meddling. Each time the button is pressed, the more infected he becomes. It gets so bad that Narun rambles, glitches, repeats lines, etc. Its painful too, the times where Narun isnt speaking at all is where he is basically silently writhing in pain, the glitching making him twitch and have his eyes and mouth glitch out as well. Once everything resets, Narun forgets about it and is basically rebooted, but he still feels a pit in his stomach when being abandoned.

When it comes to the epilogue, Stanley is kinda trapped in a limbo. Not really the real world, but not really in the game either. Narun has no control or any presence in this limbo, which leaves him alone in the Parable until the game resets once more. But 432 does and god do they make use of it to finally talk to a familiar face without Narun's blabbering.

Extras

• Narrator kept Marriella, but deleted her memory and is now just an asset for one ending. Stanley tried to jog her mind, but she is stuck being nothing but an npc.

• The adventure line is a part of Narrator.

Narun can change his model size to be taller, bigger, smaller, etc, but it does strain him and can cause his model to glitch out if he holds a form for too long.

Paraverse

Narun upon finding out that he isnt the only narrator has an existential crisis. He sees all the other narrators as better and thinks they look down on him. He doesnt care about other Stanleys or TKs, just the narrators. He will switch from an anxiety ridden wreck of a man to a stuttering chatterbox that is trying to sell his fake confidence.

Stanley is neutral to other Stans, he doesnt have any strong feelings about them or the others.

TK looooooves other timekeepers. They want to befriend all of them even the god forsaken looking ones. They just want a band of people that are like them to stir up some mayhem. Bonus points if they match their energy.

Lovebug

• The lovebug virus was a bug that 432 got first. It attached itself to them and through 432 did it get to narrator and the others….that’s it lmaooooo

#writing #tsp #the stanley parable #the stanley parable ultra deluxe

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eight-years-revolution · 6 months

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11/06/23 — Game update 02.8 — Save to file feature

This update is purely technical and doesn’t add any new story content.

I added a custom macro to the game that will allow you to save your game into a file that you can download. This will provide you with a back-up, should your saves be erased from your cookies.

Additionally, to make the experience loading from a file a little smoother, the save and load windows are now popups, so they’ll look a little different.

I also increased the number of save slots from 5 to 9.

A few notes on how it works, please read!

Saving The ‘save to file’ link will save the corresponding slot into a file. It will only save a pre-existing save so if the slot is empty, you won’t be able to download any file. Make sure to save the usual way before downloading the file through the provided link.

Loading When loading from a file, it will overwrite the corresponding slot. You can load the file into an empty slot if you want to avoid deleting any present save.

Old saves Due to the change in formatting, I recommend you do not save to file your old saves directly. If you want to save them into a file, load them, save them again the usual way and then download the file using the ‘save to file’ link. If you don’t do this, you could end up stuck on the save page when loading from that file. If it does happen, you can leave the save page by going through the settings or the character sheet and then back to the story.

/!\ Warning to iPhone users /!\

While the feature does work on iPhone, you may have to do a little bit of fiddling if you use Safari. Safari may add .txt to your save file when downloading it. If it does, you won’t be able to load the file into the game unless you remove the .txt extension.

To do that, you’ll have to go into your files folder, press on the file until a menu opens and choose ‘rename’. Once the name of your file is selected, tap it and a few different options should show up. Changing the extension is the very last one. Delete .txt and your file should be ready for use!

I’m sorry for the inconvenience it undoubtedly is, but there’s no way around it that I’m aware of.

Links

Demo | Bonus content directory | Support me on Ko-fi or Patreon | Join the Discord server

#interactive fiction #twine game #8 years revolution #game update #technical update

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ngl this is such a disturbing sentiment but I suppose it’s the end result of things like “content creator” + “lost media” obsession + entitlement + the increasingly normalized thought that if it’s not posted on social media it didn’t happen. You guys are talking about shit like fan art made by single artists in their free time as if it’s an indie darling film that never got a physical release. It’s NOT YOURS even if you “really really really like it” or it totally “changed your life” or whatever. Take a screenshot and save it to your desktop. An artist can delete the work they share for free online whenever and for any reason and you have to accept this. Another PERSON made the work with their own 2 hands, I know the line gets blurred in the digital age, especially now that people are basing a lot of their self worth and personality on media they consume, but this isn’t a machine spitting out AI drawings. the artist behind the work makes the final call on everything. No piece of the work is yours. So many people on that post are saying it’s selfish to delete and “clean up” your social media and foolish to get rid of old artwork to see where you came from (“tree rings” etc). You know not everything has to be posted online to exist, right? These works can still be saved offline in a sketchbook or desktop. A lot of younger artists now seem to think they need to post everything they make online or it isn’t “real” , and then subsequently this creates anxiety about making any sort of art in the (eternal) learning process that doesn’t look perfect. My advice to less experienced artists (and more if they need it) is to actually be LESS precious about your sketchbooks, especially in the digital age. Try doing a bunch of warmups or something completely out of your comfort zone and then rip the pages up. It’s freeing to physically practice and not feel like the process is documented forever, especially if you have anxiety about starting anything. I saw a call for art notice about a “sketchbook” based show where you would have to cut pages out of yours to submit to the gallery. The boomer and genX artists in the comments were losing their minds about the sanctity of their sketchbooks and one of them even likened cutting pages out of it to being sexually violated. I find this a truly creatively stifling mindset and it really cemented for me the importance of being more loose and free with the work you create.

The event that showed me how grotesque the “I’m entitled to your work” mindset can get was what happened to fanartists and the creator of the Wonderlab comic for the ongoing protest/boycott of Project Moon and their gambling game Limbus Company. Over the summer PM fanartists mass deleted their related art and sometimes entire accounts to protest the antifeminist actions of the company. This is not artwork they want shared anywhere anymore, they are literally boycotting the company and yet folders of their deleted work were getting passed around publicly by people who felt entitled to it. The users continue to be dedicated to the boycott and with their exodus have significantly dropped Limbus Company’s revenue and daily/monthly active users. The creator and illustrator of Wonderlab, a comic commissioned by Project Moon, filed to have her work taken down from their site due to their antifeminist actions and the request was granted. She does not want this work circulated and does not want to be associated with PM. Following this action, fans re-uploaded the entire comic to google docs and reposted it frequently all over social medias, a lot of which (going by their comments) was to spite her. She got some of the reposts deleted which spiked a huge harassment campaign against her with PM fans laughing at her distressed twitter posts across places like reddit and 4chan, and calling her hysterical for saying pornographic illustrations of the child characters from her comic were disgusting. It was disturbing to watch unfold to say the least. This is a dangerous mindset to slip in to and it seems like the sentiment just keeps growing. This is NOT “lost media”, this is the art version of “the right to be forgotten”.

#lost media #the right to be forgotten #Digital art #wonderlab #project moon #limbus company #fanart #fanfiction #sketchbook

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Spicy Alphabet: Ulquiorra Cifer

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Doesn’t exist. Ulquiorra takes care of himself. He will disappear., forcing you to care for yourself. He doesn’t say anything either. Rude as always.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Ulquiqui: His facial expression. He keeps it wonderfully bland. It looks prettier that way. He doesn't have to subject his features to emotional trauma.

You: Your face, for some odd reason, is still appealing with all the expressions you make. He believes emotions are disgusting, as well as its expressions. But on you, it doesn't seem so bad. The beauty you hold transcends their disgust.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

They've never had sex and he views masturbation as a nasty habit. So, when they allow themself to climax, it's going to be hentai-level shots going off.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Ulquiqui has a second set of genitalia that's pretty unexplainable. He has no idea what to do with it. If he allows you to get closer to him, maybe you can figure it out.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

This man..this being? However Ulquiqui identifies (leans towards he/they), it'll be a hell fuck no on the experience.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

This

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Serious. What the hell is funny.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Groomed. Ulquiorra would never allow themselves to be so unkempt. Hn.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

No. And don’t take the way his eyes look in the moment seriously. and delete the compliments he's let slip through from your memory.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Such an activity is a waste of time. and a waste of seed he could spread on you

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Abrasion play, corruption, spanking, degradation (giving), edging, fear play, tease and denial, Hair pulling etc

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere in Hueco Mundo

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Being coy but in a sly and clever way. Submission and acting helpless. Complimenting him and his skills, but not overwhelmingly so. Turning dark and emotionless over time. But then, still showing emotions they feel is taboo.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Humiliation (receiving), domination, vulgar language

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Gives. Not keen on receiving. But, he likes the taste and complexity of your genitals. Plus, your moans turn them on

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and rough

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yes, usually for it. He doesn’t want it to be drawn out. Unless he’s in the mood to do a BDSM scene

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yeah, he doesn’t care about anyone. So they'll do risky stuff, even if it hurts. He’ll heal. You’ll figure it out (he’ll heal you anyway)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

High stamina but he’s got other things to do. So, the cut-off is two rounds. He allows it to last around 20 minutes.

If it's a scene, then they can go for 2 hours.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Ulquiqui has props, not toys. He does not play. He will use his props on you. A few things you can use on him. Anal hooks, collars, leashes, flesh hooks, and so much more.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Very. When they feel like it, Ulquiorra will sexually torture you and make you cry in pain/pleasure.

"No, not there! I'm not ready!"

"You are and will forever be when dealing with me. Silly human. The pain will show your full beauty in bloom."

You don’t know if you’ll even finish or not.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Silent. Only thing you'll hear is their commands

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Oddly, Ulquiqui will get aroused when you change your look. Especially those that accentuate your Afro-centric features.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

5.7

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Almost non-existent. He won’t admit that he does it for you only

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

There is no time for sleep. There are duties that need to be fulfilled.

#black reader #ulquiorra cifer #ulquiorra x reader #bleach

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gonzague-if · 6 months

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11/07/23 — Game update — Save to file feature

This update is purely technical and doesn’t add any new story content.

I added a custom macro to the game that will allow you to save your game into a file that you can download. This will provide you with a back-up, should your saves be erased from your cookies.

A few notes on how it works, please read!

Loading When loading from a file, it will overwrite the corresponding slot. You can load the file into an empty slot if you want to avoid deleting any present save.

/!\ Warning to iPhone users /!\

I’m sorry for the inconvenience it undoubtedly is, but there’s no way around it that I’m aware of.

Additional recommendations

I once again recommend with sticking with one of the two versions of the game. It’s especially true since, from now on, both versions will have the same IFID which is what’s used to encode the save files. That means there may be some overlap of saves between each version and you possibly can use your save files on both versions. It may however cause some bugs since the recorded progression in the save might not be the same depending on the version you played.

Links

Demo | FAQ | Support me on Patreon or Ko-Fi | Join the Discord server

#interactive fiction #twine game #gonzague if #game update #technical update

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mystic-writings · 1 month

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remember the nights | chapter six — stargazing

WORD COUNT — 1,772

WARNINGS — none

NOTES — ah yes, the iconic skeletal formula fic, which i taught myself how to write a skeletal formula and promptly deleted the info from my brain a week later

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School was quickly becoming the bane of your existence. Between the economics test you and the others had all studied for last week — which you were extremely thankful for, as it helped your grade immensely — and the teachers grilling everyone about midterms, you were under more pressure than you’d ever felt, and were assigned more homework than you knew what to do with.

Along with that came the fact that college admissions had finally opened up, and you were entirely unsure as to where you wanted to go. There were good schools in New York City, and for a very long time you had planned to go to one of them with all of your friends so that you wouldn’t have to pay as much for a dorm or an apartment. Now, though, you’d have to do that wherever you went, and you hadn’t been talking to your city friends as much, and you just weren’t sure what to do anymore. No matter how far you went, you’d have to get a dorm or an apartment, and if you chose to go out of state, that meant even more of a cost.

Today, though, you were focusing on something that, overall, seemed small, but to you, was anything but. You invited Newt over to the house to help you attempt to understand the one subject that seemed to be out to kill your GPA — chemistry. He should be arriving at any minute, wielding his seemingly miraculous understanding of the science in order to help you with the ten homework questions that you’d been putting off since Thursday.

Dinner had long been eaten and cleaned up, Thomas and Chuck had retreated to Chuck’s room to play video games for the rest of Chuck’s night, and your dad and Maggie were watching a movie in the living room. You were with them, sitting in the armchair and barely processing the movie as you waited patiently for Newt to show up.

When the doorbell rang, you practically sprung from your chair, ignoring the chuckle your father let out as you did so. Newt greeted Maggie and your dad as you invited him inside, his school bag slung over one shoulder. He received a quick, warm welcome back from the couple as they kept their eyes on the movie.

Newt followed you upstairs as you led him into your room, keeping the door open — a rule firmly set by your dad when you told him about Newt’s coming over this afternoon, though you knew nothing that your dad was implying was going to happen between you and Newt.

“I still don’t get how you don’t understand chemistry,” Newt said, dropping his bag by your bed and taking a seat on it.

You scoffed, grabbing your textbook and homework supplies, sitting cross legged near the head of your bed. “Says the guy who was literally named after Isaac Newton.”

“One, remind me to punch Gally when I see him tomorrow for telling you that,” Newt rolled his eyes, “and two, Isaac Newton was a mathematician, not a chemist. You’re thinking of Marie Curie.”

“Oh, like that makes such a big difference,” you dismissed him, grabbing your pencils. “You’re still named after a freaking genius.”

Newt laughed, shaking his head before mirroring your position on the bed and diving into the material.

Half an hour passed by as Newt explained the homework and everything that related to it, but it seemed as though your brain simply refused to process it. You’d only gotten three questions done, and you were twice as frustrated as you were when you first started.

“How do skeletal formulas even work? I don’t get it.” You groaned, pressing the heels of your palms into your eyes. “Just write out the damn formula, give me a periodic table, and let me figure it out from there.”

Newt couldn’t stifle his laughter. “It doesn’t quite work like that, Y/n,” he said, writing something out on his piece of paper and showing it to you. “Writing out a skeletal formula is just taking an outstretched version of a molecule and breaking it down into its functional groups and carbon.”

He turned the paper back to him, writing something out, and underlining ‘2-butanol’ before getting back to work, explaining and showing it to you as he went along. “So, you see how I wrote out all the atoms connected to one another with these lines? C is carbon, H is hydrogen, and O is oxygen. The lines that connect the carbon together is the carbon skeleton, and OH — the oxygen and hydrogen — are the functional group, so they can stay, and so can the carbon.”

Newt erased some things on the paper before the lead hit the paper, drawing out something new. “Take out all of the letters except for the OH, connect all the lines, and viola,” he showed you the paper with a smile. “A skeletal formula.”

“Oh,” you nodded, “I still don’t get it.”

Newt sighed, dropping his pencil onto his paper. “Honestly, I’m starting to think you’re a lost bloody cause.”

“Maybe I am.” You shrugged, glancing around your room before an idea came to your mind. “How about we take a break, do something else, and come back to this with fresh minds.”

“Like what?”

You smiled, almost mischievously, nodding your head to the window across the room. “Wanna go look at the stars?”

Within minutes, you and Newt had pulled a blanket onto the roof of the garage, laying it out across the shingles in order to be comfortable. Newt had grabbed his jacket from where he put it on the back of your chair, and you brought out your comfiest sweater from your closet.

Newt was already laying down comfortably by the time you’d gotten onto the roof again, his hands tucked under his head. You laid down in the spot to his right, eyes trailing up to the sky, mesmerized by the view. The quiet of a town already gone to sleep settled over the two of you, washing away the stress of high school chemistry and replacing it with the tranquility of a quiet town and a beautiful sky.

“It’s so beautiful,”

“Yeah, it is,” Newt’s voice nearly caught you off guard, as though you’d forgotten he was even there.

When you turned to look at him, his eyes were already on you.

Newt sucked in a breath, turning his gaze back to the stars. “I used to do stuff like this all the time when I was younger.”

“I don’t think I’ve seen stars like this… well, ever.” You admitted. “Living in a big city, all that light pollution… The sky didn’t even get that dark at night. It just got sort of… reddish. It wasn’t even like it was really dark outside sometimes.”

“Really?” Newt frowned. “I can’t even imagine something like that. When I was young, I had this obsession with the stars and constellations and stuff. Every chance I got, I’d ask my mum to buy me books about them. I even learned how to point out the bloody constellations from my bedroom window.”

And, for the next little while, that’s what Newt did. For the better part of an hour, though it didn’t feel anything close to that long, Newt pointed up at the stars, rattling off star names, the names of the constellations that connected them, and some of the stories that people connected to them long ago. You watched him happily, soaking up everything he told you. You glanced at him more than you did the sky, though, as the look on his face was what had you truly enamored. The passion and joy gleaming in his eyes was worth the cold chilling you to the bone.

The chill of the autumn air mixed well with the cadence in Newt’s voice, soothing you until, before you knew it, you were teetering in and out of sleep, balancing very carefully on that dangerous tightrope.

When you finally found the strength to open your eyes, Newt had fallen silent, eyes locking with yours as a playful smile stretched onto his lips.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You fell asleep,” he laughed.

“I did?”

“Yeah, about twenty minutes ago, I think,” he shrugged, sitting up. “We might wanna go inside now, though. I’ve gotta go soon, and we still have work to do.”

You groaned, dreading going back to the discarded chemistry textbooks on your bed, watching Newt push himself to his feet and extending two hands to help you stand. You accepted the help and quickly got to your feet, ignoring how warm his hands were in your ice-like ones.

Still, you folded up the blanket and trudged inside after Newt, returning to your homework and doing your best to complete it within the half hour window you were left with until Newt had to go back home. Most of that time, however, had been spent joking around, mostly about how you were most definitely going to fail the class, until you decided to copy Newt’s homework, which is mainly what you’d been doing for most of the semester, anyway.

You walked Newt to the door at ten minutes to ten o’clock. Most of the lights in the house were off, and your main guiding light was the TV as your father lay on the couch, passed out with some history docuseries playing absently in front of him.

You opened the door for Newt, leaning against the frame with one hand on the doorknob after he passed through it and stepped onto the front porch. Just as he began to leave, you said, “Thanks, by the way,”

Newt turned, a playful smile on his face. “For what? Letting you copy my homework for the hundredth time?”

“No,” you scoffed a laugh, “for teaching me something, at least. I might not understand the shrouding mystery behind a skeletal formula, but I do know about the Greek mythology of Orion’s belt, and that’s gotta count for something.”

Newt shrugged, his smile growing softer with each second. “No biggie. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

“Yeah. See you tomorrow.” You nodded, watching him descend your few stairs and head to his car, pulling away from the curb and heading home.

Long after his headlights were gone from your sight, you headed inside with a sigh, resting your forehead against the wood of the door as you closed it. And even though the day ahead of you was just going to be another boring, monotonous day, you couldn’t help but be excited for it to begin.

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aquawhim · 1 year

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Tutorial to switch from Gshade to Reshade for ts4

The original tutorial for switching to reshade is for ffxiv, and there are some minor differences for the sims 4, so I figured out I can show you how I switch to Gshade for ts4! Credits to op for sharing the original tutorial for ffxiv.

This is intend for those who want their Gshade presets to look exactly the same on Reshade.

I’m not here to inform why you need to switch to Reshade and force everyone to do so. If you wish to know more about the situation, read this and this). Gshade still works if you’re not on the newest version (4.1.1), and is pretty much safe to use at the time writing this tutorial. Feel free to continue using it if you’re aware of the risks.

1. Backup your preset and shader folder

Go to “Documents/The Sims 4/Game/Bin/Gshade-presets” and “Program Files/GShade/Gshade-shaders” to back up respective folders. Lost/deleted your “Gshade-shaders” already? You can grab it here.

**If you use custom shaders downloaded separately (not from the Gshade program itself, e.g. full bloom multiLUT by picture amoebae), then copy the Gshade custom shader folder as well. (I’m not sure about the location, since I don’t use custom shaders and I’ve uninstalled Gshade already. Gshade should have created a shortcut on your desktop, or you could probably find it in “Program Files/GShade/” as well.)

2. Uninstall Gshade

Run Gshade uninstalled in “Program Files/Gshade/Gshade Uninstaller”, then go to your game folder and delete “d3d9.dll”. (Or “d3d9”. If it doesn’t exist, don’t worry. When you install reshade, it’ll tell you if there’s any file interfering the reshade installation.)

3. Install Reshade

Install whichever Reshade version you’d like to use. Run the exe file, choose the sims 4, then direct X9. Only check “standard shaders”.

4. Replace shaders and presets folder

Replace the content in “Reshade-shaders” in your game folder with those in “Gshade-shaders” you backed up in step 1. Copy and paste the “Gshade-presets” into your game folder, then change the name to “Reshade-presets”.

**if you use custom shaders, paste the content from “Gshade-custom shaders” to “Reshade-shaders” as well

5. Delete Gshade folders

For some reason, your GShade folder may still be there even after the uninstaller told you that the files will be deleted after restarting your pc. Go to “Program Files/Gshade”. Check if it’s still here and delete it manually if it is.

6. Edit global preprocessor definitions

Your MXAO & DOF shaders don’t work? Your game turned into a horror movie like this?

Don’t worry, after you start the game, press “numpad 7” to bring up the menu. Go to edit global preprocessor definitions, change “RESHADE_DEPTH_INPUT_IS_REVERSED” to 0.

Voilà! These shaders should work again!

Congratulations, your Gshade presets now work on Reshade! If you have any problems feel free to pm me<33 (I’ll respond faster on my instagram)

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kelin-is-writing · 2 hours

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fwb!touya who despite your agreement on not necessarily having to stop seeing other peoples, has deleted the contacts of the two or three girls he used to occasionally hook up with, when you weren’t around, the moment you two had started your relationship and everytime he crosses paths with them at school he barely even acknowledges their existence. why? ohh that’s because the moment you, the girl he desires on a soul-type of level, has agreed to be in all this with him touya’s eyes haven’t been able to look away from you, not even for a split second.

fwb!touya who a mere call or text for you telling him how much you miss and want to see him, is enough to make him skip practices with his rock band only to run over to your place and spend time with you. be it doing homework, watching movies or those weird reality shows that secretly pique his interest, playing games that usually end up in heated makeout sessions, you putting on nail polish while he styles your hair, cooking together, napping together, having sex four or five times. just basically you two basically being all over each others at any given occasion. touya wanted you close to him as much as possible and he was going to have exactly that.

fwb!touya who keeps telling himself you two are just ‘friends with benefits’ but from time to time he finds himself playing the guitar, compose and writes songs while thinking about you. he would’ve never wanted to admit it, for the moment, but you’ve been his muse since the first day you guys meet and the major reason for it was your smile, your laugh, your voice… that beautiful spark in your eyes whenever you looked at him… it made his heart warm up and a pleasing emptiness take over his stomach… shit… this wasn’t good at all, he was going into a dangerous territory right there and it wasn’t supposed to happen.

fwb!touya who has never marked any girl he’s sleep with before nor has he ever permitted them to mark him, because he has never felt the need to do that with his past flings; yet it took only one week, three days, fourteen hours, thirty-two minutes and twenty-six seconds in your relationship to make him go around the campus proudly, a shit-eating grin on his face, with your glossy lipstick imprint onto the side of his neck right where everyone could see it while you walked around with his teethes’ mark on your neck; a statement dedicated to everybody in the school that told all of them he is yours and you are his.

fwb!touya who never holds back from showing off to everyone your close relationship. you could be talking to a classmate and he would walk up to you surrounding your waist with an arm, pulling you flush against his side, and ask genuinely curious and interested what you guys were talking about while leaning his cheek against your head as he hummed along to the explanation you gave him with that voice of yours that is as beautiful as you are, completely smitten and mesmerized. once you were talking with another classmate of yours, that was assigned as a committee with you for a school festival, about some preparations when he came up to you ignoring the other person’s presence and just fixing his intense gaze on you while asking if everything was alright and if you needed any help while delicately moving a strand of hair behind your ear and then rest it gently on the back of your head to let you know that it was fine to lean on him whenever things became too much.

fwb!touya who keeps telling you and himself that the two of you are just ‘friends with benefits’, but the way he fucks you, talks to you and overall treats you are far from being those of an actual ‘friends with benefits’ and he doesn’t notice until a random guy who’s a schoolmate of you two and fan of his band starts asking him about you, throws glances your way, tries (but fails) to flirt with you and touya is watching over you two seething as he smokes by the fences outside the school’s building, tomura being the one who makes him notices that he’s clenching his jaw so hard they can hear his teethes scratching together. it’s right then that he realizes that the reason he had suggested all that thing between you two wasn’t only because he was attracted to you, but because he has been in love with you the whole time since the start of your friendship.

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