#after i took a couple screenshots my game crashed

[rottengurlz]

noelle......................

#this headshot im..... #u want to know whats sick #after i took a couple screenshots my game crashed #i had to redo all her changes when i opened my game again because i forgot to save her the first time #EVILL #her main changes were her hair and hair color #and her eyes #i tried giving her a bigger forehead but i curse all my sims with tiny foreheads sorry #mysims #sims 4 #simblr #ts4 #the sims community #oc: noelle

[freshlove-sturn]

i know i JUST sent a request but if you don't like that one, maybe you could write one where chris and the reader are just friends and there's one day when chris is in a bad mood bc the triplets and the reader had planned to go out, but the reader gets her period and can't go, so chris is just being bitchy towards everyone and matt tells nick "it's probably bc his girlfriend isn't here" and chris debies it; then maybe it gets chris thinking about how much better his day would be is the reader was actually his girlfriend so he could comfort her while she's on her period ? and maybe that motivates him to ask her out ? idk

i hate that i said something so specific, you could take the idea and make it your own if you prefer ! thank you 🩷 :)

philia

part 1 part 2

philia (greek)- affectionate love. a type of love that involves friendship. this is the kind of live that friends have for each other. greek philosopher, plato, beloved that philia was stronger than the love that is eros (physical/ sexual desire, passion, lust, and/or romance. the kind of live couples have for each other) he believed that relationships built off of philia and eventually leading to eros were the strongest. friends to lovers.

a/n: i took this request and did my own little spin on it. i hope you like it!! i didn’t really proofread so there’s probably some errors in there, i had to copy and paste this whole thing from screenshots in my camera roll 😭 anyways… enjoy!!

chris pov

i’ve been stressed out all week. between filming and my brand, it’s been getting harder and harder to find time for myself. i’m in dire need of some sort of distraction. i need to get my mind off of everything going on. and in all honesty, there was only one person that could make that possible. y/n.

i’ve been best friends with y/n for as long as i can remember. our moms are best friends, so we’ve known each other since diapers. we have been practically attached at the hip since we could walk. she has always been my person. wanted to get away from my brothers for a bit? i’m texting her to hang out. needed to vent? she’s all ears. advice on an outfit? i’m spending 10 minutes in the mirror trying to take the perfect picture to send to her. hockey or lacrosse game? she’s there cheering me on in the front row wearing my jersey number. she has always been there for me.

today my brothers, myself, and y/n had all planned on hanging out. its our second day back in boston after a month of being in la. we’ve had this planned since the day y/n dropped us off at the airport before we flew back to la. i’ve really been looking forward to it. i haven’t seen y/n in so long. the transition from seeing her everyday to going weeks on end without hearing her laugh, smelling the sweet smell of her perfume that i could never get enough of, and overall just the lack of her presence has been much harder than i’m willing to admit.

my alarm goes off at 8 am. i wanted to make sure i had plenty of time to get ready for today. i groggily reach over to my night stand, my face still buried in my pillows, feeling around for my phone to shut off the blaring sound of my alarm. i finally feel the cool glass of the screen. i pick it up and bring it closer to my face, squinting my eyes at the sudden gleam of brightness beaming from my phone. after i hit stop on my alarm, i notice a text from y\n.

i know its not her fault. she has no control over that. but couldn’t help but feel a wave of disappointment crash over my chest. this was the one thing i had been looking forward to doing for all of a month and now the one person who was going to make it worth while won’t even be there? great. just my luck. i stick my tongue in my cheek and begin typing a response. careful not to come across as upset. i didn’t want her to feel bad. my reliance on her isn’t her problem and i couldn’t make her feel like it was.

i roll out of bed and throw on a white t-shirt i had taken off the night before and thrown at the end of my bed. i walk downstairs into the kitchen, opening up the cabinet to grab a cup before slamming it shut.

“what is your deal?” nick asks, who was already sitting at the island in the middle of our kitchen, scrolling on his phone. his brows furrowed with a confused yet annoyed look plastered on his face.

“nothing” i mumble. avoiding eye contact and opening up the fridge. pouring myself a glass of water from the brita.

nick rolls his eyes at my blunt response. not even bothering to entertain the situation further.

“do you know when y/n is coming over or are we just gonna pick her up on our way to the movie?” he asks, changing the subject. unbeknownst to him that his question rubbed salt right in the wound.

“she’s not coming” i reply.

“oh. why not? is she okay?”

“she doesn’t feel good.” i bemoan. “she said she might come around tomorrow”

“aw” nick frowns sympathetically. “i hope she starts feeling better. that sucks.”

“yup” i concluded the conversation. not wanting to talk about it anymore. the more i thought about it the more upset i became.

soon matt comes down the stairs. nick informs him of the situation. he responds with the same soon matt comes down the stairs. nick informs him of the situation. he responds with the same nonchalant 'oh i hope she feels better response that nick had. the same one i'm sure anyone would have. anyone who didn't need her to function that is. i wish i didn't care so much. i didn't know why i did. it's like the betrayed feeling of when your friends texts you and tells you that they won't be at school. except it was ten times worse. growing up it had always been no y/n, no chris. we were like a package deal. invited to a party? only if y/n also got an invite. vacations? i was begging my parents to let her come with us. she is my rock.

when it comes time to leave for the movie, i practically have to drag myself out of the door. i open up the door to the van, get in, and slam it shut.

"dude what is your problem?" matt looks over at me from the drivers seat.

"he's been in a pissy mood all day long. its getting on my nerves nick interjects from the backseat.

“im just tired. we were on a plane all day yesterday and i couldn't sleep" i defend. lying through my teeth. i knew my brothers knew it too.

"you sure it has nothing to do with y/n not being able to make it today?" matt questions.

" don't care that she can't come." i lie. again.

"yeah right" nick scoffs. i look back at him and roll my eyes. he returns the action.

we arrive at the theater and buy our tickets. we get popcorn and soda and find our seats. matt and nick discuss what movies they wanted to see next as the previews play on the big screen in front of us. i say nothing. i just sit there and scroll on my phone. y/n hasn't texted me all day. i knew it was because she wasn't feeling well and she was probably just sleeping. but i couldn't help but feel a shot of jealousy coursing through my body.

"chris get off your phone the movie is starting." nick pushes my phone down.

i could hardly even pay attention to what was happening in the movie. my brain was taken over by the thought of y/n. why can't i stop thinking about her? sure she's my best friend and i thought about her enough as is, but something felt different today. i've never felt like this before. it felt like a brick was stacked on top of my heart. another being added each time i saw something that reminded me of her. anytime her name even crossed my mind, which, was going on about 5 times per second it felt like. it was suffocating. i don't know why i'm feeling like this. i didn't want to know, if i'm being honest. it scared me. more than i’m even willing to admit.

the movie ends and we all get up from our seats. the lights slowly become brighter. the crunch of popcorn under peoples feet as the stepped filled the air.

after we get home, i don't feel like talking. matt and nick were both sitting around at the island in our kitchen, discussing the movie. i head straight for the stairs.

"someone's upset they couldn't see their girlfriend today" nick jokes.

"she's not my fucking girlfriend. i don't care that i

couldn't see her today. i really don't. my life doesn’t revolve around y/n. you guys are being ridiculous." i argue. girlfriend. the word hit me straight in the gut.

"she may not be your girlfriend sure but you wish she was” matt interrupts. there it is again. that feeling. that feeling i wanted to stop being corrupted with. the feeling i couldn't pin down. the feeling of her.

"you're insane” i hiss. turning my back and going up the the stairs and into my bedroom.

i slam the door shut behind me and lay down on my bed. staring at the ceiling. i just wanted to sleep. i didn't want to think about it anymore. but i couldn't.

girlfriend. the thought of y/n being my girlfriend almost suppressed the gut wrenching feeling that was still brewing in my chest. it's like it was almost satisfied. like i almost had it all figured out.

the more i sat in silence, the more my mind overtook me. the more y/n had flooded everything i had inside of me.

just as my eyes grew heavy, and my thoughts began to slow. it hit me.

im in love with my best friend.

i sat straight up in my bed. i check my phone. 2 am.

unlike hours before, this was the first time i wasn't thinking. i race down the stairs and put my shoes on. y/n only lived just down the street. i could get there in less than three minutes. i open the door, the cold butter air instantly hitting me. i didn't care though. i step out and make a bee line to y/ n's house.

her room was on the second story. when we were 12, we hid a ladder underneath her deck. for years i would use it to sneak up to her room late at night just to hang out. i pull out the ladder from underneath her porch. careful not to make too much ruckus, in fear that i would wake up her parents. i set up the ladder right in line with her window in 10 seconds tops. i knew this like the back of my hand. i climbed up the ladder and tapped on her window.

readers pov

a gentle tapping on my window pulls my eyes away from my book. it didn't scare me. i knew it was chris. only chris knew how to get up here. only chris knew our secret knock pattern that we came up with all those years ago. but at 2am? in the freezing cold? what did he want? he hadn't even texted me letting me know he was coming. weird.

i threw my legs over the side of my bed and make my way to my window. i pull my curtains aside, unlock the window, and let him in.

"chris what are you doing here? it's 2 am and freezing outside." i question and he steps over the window sill and into my bedroom.

"y/n im in love with you" he breathes heavily. his blue eyes looking down at me with desperation. i felt my heart sink.

"w-what?" i ask. i couldn't believe what i was hearing.

“im in love with you. so undeniably, inevitability, embarrassingly in love with you. i think i always have. just haven't really known what it was j was feeling until now. i love the way you laugh. the way your smile lights up every room you walk into. how kind you are to everyone, even when they don't deserve it. i love the way-“ he rambles and i cut him off.

“chris-“ he doesn't stop talking.

“-i love the way you do your hair. i love the color of your eyes. i love how you dress. i love-" i cut him off again.

"chris!" i raise my voice louder this time. needing his attention.

he stops talking and looks at me. waiting for me to speak.

i take a deep breath.

"i have a boyfriend.”

to be continued...

a/n: I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS. WOOHOO. again, lemme know if you want to be on my taglist!!

taglist: @chrissturnioloswifesblog @rac00ns-are-c00l4 @pepsiimaxx

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo triplets x reader #chrissturnioloxreader #christopher sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #space camp #cut the camera podcast #nathan doe #fresh love

[skyhighru]

I've actually had no idea when exactly I first started playing sky (because my memory is garbage 90% of the time)

but a couple months back I found this screenshot in my google photos, and the date said december 25th 2022

sooooo...

25.12.2022

25.12.2023

today marks one year of me playing sky🎉

although I was very confused at first, since for some reason I refused to go read the game's wiki during my first month in game (which at the time caused me to completely miss and not buy anything during days of feast and season of Aurora), I ended up really liking sky. so much so, that I've been logging in daily for almost half a year (I think?)

the highlights of the whole year were probably the first (or, rather, the ones that were happening during the season) and the world record Aurora concerts (pics only from wr ones, since I didn't took any at the time of season of Aurora)

even though the wr concerts were heavily lagging my game and all the servers fell off the stairs during the first day (which also somehow broke in-game camera, I still don't know how that happened), it was still a great experience

I remember how I was sitting there, whisper-yelling at the screen every time a song ended and we were back at the coliseum: "DON'T YOU CRASH YET, GODDAMIT! WE HAVE A WORLD RECORD TO GET! HOLD THE SERVERS TOGETHER, LADS, WE HAVE TO PULL THROUGH!"

another highlight was probably the season of aviary and aviary village. while yes, the season's quests weren't anything too great, since after the 4th quest, where LowTierSteward told us to commit sudoku, he then proceeded to ghost us and not even hold our hand, to go meet past season's guides, I still liked it and the whole feel of it. also this season spawned my "least autistic Hopeful Steward fan" phase (which is still ongoing lmao), since, like, 80% of my tumblr posts are HS related

overall, this year was great. had its ups and downs (most of the downs being trials, I hate them, never going back there, trial of fire killed my grandma), but overall great.

I'm looking forward to whatever next year will bring🧡

#sky children of the light #sky cotl #skyblr #sky cotl screenshots #1 year anniversary #technically I first played this game in 2020 #but I quickly ran off when I realized you had to be social lol #so I'm not gonna count that #funnily enough even though I've been playing for a full year I still haven't bothered to write some lore for my skykid #there's only like 2 or 3 small facts and that's it💀

[whosyourcreepyunclenow]

ETERNAL HANGOUT (the bug I suppose I should share)

if you're tired of goodbyes, try it

invite your friend(s) and go to the cable cars (the icons aren't visible during hangout, so it would be easier to tag the place in advance) wait one, get in, get out, then get in again. you'll see the option to use the cable car for $10, do it. and once more if you're not exited of hanging out on the Chilliad peak.

keep in mind that:

- you can't go to the bar or do any other activity (except shops & customs), the map will be empty as if you were on a mission

- you also can't drop your friend(s) off, only abandon them but you'll still be unable to do something else

- the only way to get out is die

- or load. not sure if you can save during that, but it makes sense to try (as you can save during a normal hangout but not with your phone, the bed only)

- you might accidentally abandon them so make sure they aren't stuck. if you do, you won't get a warning notification to come back, they'll just stop following you (still react on bumps and shoves though, if you're into that))

- they might die. from a tank shot or a plane crash (even if you're on a painkiller and made it out alive)

SO WHAT'S THE POINT? well, first, they'll not be scared when shit hits the fan (did you ever get a message "Trevor got scared" when your car went underwater or something exploded nearby? what a nonsense). second, they'll not be wounded so you can bump into them as much as you want and they'll become much more tenacious during shotouts. third, they'll not suddenly leave you with an unavoidable goodbye cutscene after you spend a few days together. kinda satisfying, for T especially)

♡♡♡

and now a little background. a few months ago I saw a cute trikey dream where they had a cable car ride together. it wasn't the game's one, more like a ski lift but without skis and without even winter, rather a blossoming spring. it felt sorta "secret after-ending scene which you can get only after fulfilling some conditions" so I was somehow aware of myself as a player and took A HELL LOT of screenshots. they weren't an actual couple there, just chilling buddies with a complicated backstory to talk out, so they talked (it's a shame I didn't remember any dialogues, visual only, but the vibes were like "so everything settled, we're both alive thanks to Frank, he did great and we did great too"), they argued, they laughed, and then Michael almost fell off (for wtf reason), Trevor grabbed him. and held in his arms for the rest of the way, Mikey didn't mind (what surprised me most) and they kept talking. then the cable car stopped (or they just jumped off while it was closest to the ground? more likely) and later they were standing on a cobblestone sidewalk, whispering quietly, without moving even an inch away of each other's faces. I turned on my paparazzi mode again wondering why this scene is so underrated and no one even said a word about that. and when I already was like "omfg, they're so damn close it nearly looks like a kiss!!1!1" they really STARTED KISSING without any "looks like". AND AFTER THAT, I thought sincerely, SOMEONE STILL CLAIMS THEY AREN'T LOVERS? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU PPL? ehh it's rather what's wrong with me but ok... more importantly, the one who initiated was Trevor. the view was from his back, so I only could see Michael's face: he wasn't surprised, rather uncertain if he should've done it first. their kiss was long, not really passionate but very affectionate and gentle. like they finally reached their comfort zone and it all worked out the best way possible.

don't recall anything further, guess I just woke up or the dream channel changed to something boring. hmm... probably first.

(just to say, it was long before I learned how to use rockstar editor and started to take these kiss-alike shots, but yeah, I've become obsessed with the idea since that))

next day I tried a cable car with them and detected the bug (or whatever else it is). was playing as Michael and got confused at first, like what do you mean he can't get rid of T now? I suddenly felt trapped. tried a lot of shit to trigger back a normal hangout, with no results. didn't dare to simply abandon Trevor but I knew it can't go on like this. so I just killed Mikey to let him escape lol. such an irony.

so in summary, it's a trap. a gay trap, particularly. maybe you'll find it entertaining ;3

#secret after-ending scene which you can get only after fulfilling some conditions #(not actually) #the magic of cable cars #so my silly romantic trikey dream somehow came true #or at least turned out to be useful #gta v bug #weird game experience #alternative ending lol #trikey #gta 5 #gta v #michael de santa #trevor philips #oops Mike did it again #he faked his death #to get rid of Trev #oh baby baby

[aquanthis]

tell me more about linore and linestelle separately .They both look so cute I want to learn. please. looks at you with autism in my eyes

OH YES i loooove talking about my less talked about wow ocs >:3c ty for asking!

both of these girls have Issues™, though which of my wow ocs don't tbh. i'll start with linore because she's just a little more developed <3

putting this under a read more because it is. Long

^ full version of the screenshot i used for the carrd btw

Huntmaster Linore Featherbow, the Stars' Fury

my BESTIE. she's a marksmanship hunter + a huntmaster :) she wields thori'dal because i can do whatever i want. teehee. she's transfem and bisexual and a horse girl. dw about it

she's very, uh, stable? i guess? firm and grounded, more logical than emotional. she's very gentle, though, which is why she works so well with her horses. she's honest and forgiving, though not to the point of being spineless. she didn't have strong feelings toward the horde until uh. well. You Know. and now she's more distrustful than she feels comfortable with. she's an amazing tactician and a great leader, though sometimes she's a little more cautious than her position demands, and sometimes it saves her ass. depends on the day. :)

she grew up learning skinning/leatherworking from her father, who was a talented leatherworker working in darnassus. her parents were relatively overprotective, so she wasn't allowed to go out hunting with her father for a long time, despite her keen interest in it. she'd work with him in the shop though, and has a great love and respect for the craft. eventually, when she got older, she finally talked her parents into letting her go, and she honed her skill with the intention to eventually take over for her father.

unfortunately, uh! both of her parents died in the fire. so . she had to do that earlier than expected.

she also had a childhood friend named maven (seb's oc!) who had a huge crush on her, and they were very close. she never realized she had feelings for him until she found him washed up on the beach as teldrassil was burning, nearly dead and horribly wounded, and everything came crashing down on her so so bad. it makes me so crazy. i love them

there's more stuff but i don't want to make this the longest post ever JSHDKJ here she is with her horses though

as for linestelle!

Soulreaper Linestelle Deathweaver, Deathlord of the Ebon Blade

ooooh girl who died and came back wrong for realsies. she's a blood death knight (despite looking like a frost dk lol she's taking after her dad!) and a deathlord. she wields the maw of the damned. you just so happened to ask about a couple of my champions LOL

she's a butch lesbian and should be much beefier than she is in game. she was killed and subsequently raised as a dk during the attack on silvermoon. she was in her late teens, and completely lost her memory, becoming a mindless soldier. she was adopted by koltira (hence the last name) shortly after he broke free from arthas, and then was adopted by thassarian by extension. she was scared, and the two of them took pity on her and took her in.

in her former life prior to becoming a dk, she had a bit of a romance going with a girl in silvermoon who survived the attack (one of my other ocs who is less developed and isn't listed on the carrd. her name is auridel though!). linestelle completely forgot her because she lost her memory, but auridel Did Not forget her, and actively hates her because she thinks she ran away and left her, instead of, yknow, Dying And Losing Her Memory. they were kind of toxic yuri. auridel is rommath's apprentice now if that gives you any idea as to Her character KJSHDKDHSKD

personality-wise, linestelle doesn't really have much of one anymore. she lost a lot of the personality she had before losing her memory, so nowadays she's kind of flat-affect most of the time. she used to be hotheaded and some of that comes out when she fights, because she's Super easy to rile up in a fight, but outside of that she's rarely emotive and tends to keep to herself. if you knew her before, she'd hardly be recognizable now. the only person who can get her to smile, even a little, is thassarian. with bad dad jokes. :) the only time you'd find her laughing is if she's tearing a zombie apart or something.

oh, also, she looks after invincible now. they're friends. :)

anyway, i like her a lot. i like her so much. linestelle my friend. can you tell i love thassarian and koltira also. sorry about that

i hope you like my girls!! <3

#oc: linore #oc: linestelle #info #img #answers #darkjusticiars #ty again for asking chaos i love u <3 mwah mwah

[veebs-hates-video-games]

I'm not entirely sure what to say about Castlevania: Aria of Sorrow. It's good?

I first attempted to play it forever ago, but I only made it like 70% of the way through. I never had a GBA or anything else I could play GBA games on, but my ex had gotten me a Dingoo. Picture basically a GBA Micro, except with four face buttons and an SD card slot, and also it had emulators for basically every 2D platform from the NES through the GBA (and there was a third-party PS1 emulator you could install that worked ok with a decent number of games too).

It worked pretty well for most stuff I played on there, and it seemed to be going perfectly with Aria of Sorrow too, but I eventually managed to get it stuck in a weird state where no matter what I did it would crash ~30 seconds after loading my save. I never could figure out why or how to fix it, and I just kind of gave up after a while and never touched it again even though it had been a lot of fun.

And then finally a couple years ago Konami took a break from releasing shitty low budget spinoffs of formerly good series and making pachinko machines and put out the Castlevania Advance Collection, and then finally more recently the Switch version was on sale when I wasn't in the middle of a bunch of other stuff and felt up to playing through the entire game again.

It's still one of my favorite metroidvanias (and definitely my favorite Castlevania) up there with stuff like Super Metroid, and it holds up pretty well. I did a 100% souls run and had a good time with it. I know I've complained multiple times recently about Squenix trying and kinda failing with their attempts at proper real time combat that actually feels good in stuff like Harvestella and NEO: TWEWY, but here's this GBA game from like 20 years earlier running on a potato that feels tight and crisp and has good feedback on stuff.

I can tell something does that stuff well when I start picking up on things like noticing you can cancel out of the recovery lag from attacks if your attack is a few frames before you land from a jump, letting you attack again almost immediately. I never figure things like that out when they're so mushy that it's not obvious or hardly makes a difference.

And of course the pixel art still looks good and the music is still fun, and the writing is obviously still complete nonsense just like it's always been in Castlevania games. I probably won't ever get around to the other ones in the collection, but this one is still definitely worth it after all these years.

And just to show how far behind I get on making these posts sometimes, I screenshotted that when I saw it on Steam because it was almost the same day that I got it, and I saved it as a reminder to poke @ion-somnia about it because it was a funny coincidence and I hadn't in a while. And then obviously I didn't, and then even more time passed after I finished the game before getting around to this, so I'm totally doing great at doing all sorts of things before I half/completely forget about them, which is really useful when I try to write these posts so I can remember later what I thought about things when someone asks me. Might work better if I remembered to write them before I forget playing them...

Oh also the fake out intro for the Balore boss fight is too good:

#castlevania: aria of sorrow

[nova-radiance]

finally got around to looking at all of the games that Annapurna Interactive has had a hand in making and it’s honestly stunning how many of these I’ve played

Donut County was the first, I completed and platinum’d it in two days, it was so fun and had some cool puzzles. Also the soundtrack is a bop, Bird of Paradise never fails to make me smile.

I Am Dead is next on the list, it took me a little bit longer to complete but that doesn’t mean I like it any less. The puzzles were a good mix of challenging and fun, and the art is pretty.

I have yet to finish Journey, but that’s because it keeps crashing and I don’t have the patience for it. It is very pretty though, it gives me Abzu vibes, which makes me very excited to come back to it because I adore Abzu (the background of my PSN profile is a screenshot of the game).

Lastly, I’m currently playing through The Artful Escape. As of right now, I’m not lucky enough to own Psychonauts 2, but from what I have seen and know about it, it’s giving PSI King’s Sensorium vibes. The first “level” was so beautiful, I literally started screaming because of the beautiful blacklight type look at the entrance of Stargordon’s. Can’t wait to finish it.

I think that might be it. I have my eyes on a couple more of their games, with Stray being in my library waiting to be downloaded after I finish a few more games and delete them to make room. Hohokum and Wattam are both on my wishlist, I’ve seen Flower in the PS Store a few times but looked over it, I’m pretty sure Solar Ash and Outer Wilds are free with PS Plus in the catalog but I’d have to check again, and Flock looks like it could be interesting. 

Something about these games scratches an itch in my brain. The Artful Escape has such stunning aesthetics and the story is relatable in a way. Solving puzzles in I Am Dead is so satisfying it makes me so happy. Donut County is just satisfying, not much else to say. I hope Annapurna continues to make more creative games like this, they’re works of art and I look forward to whatever they make next.

#annapurna interactive #i am dead #the artful escape #journey #donut county #video games #playstation

[xhyllacreations]

The Clemens Legacy Challenge, Gen 1

Newly moved into 2B Jasmine Suites, Jane Clemens readies herself for a music career that will revolutionise Hip Hop!

I chose Jane’s traits, aspirations and some gameplay goals using the Sims Random Legacy Roller. You can download young adult Jane here and check Jane’s CC list here.

In my playthrough, Jane quickly befriended Alice Martins who supported her during her pregnancy (Jane got artificial insemination) and was there during Jane’s home birth.

I took better photos of Jane and Alice during Jane’s labour with Ravasheen’s Camera… but my game crashed and I just couldn’t be bothered taking the photos again so this basic EA screenshot is all I got from that lovely moment.

With the help of Ai, the lovely elder midwife, Jane gave birth to two beautiful boys, Deandre (in the picture bellow) and Shaowen.

The first years weren’t easy for Jane. She often found herself only seeing her children in the morning before sending them off to school as she spent her entire day working on jingles and songs, and working until late at night. Weren’t it for Alice and Ai, Deandre and Shaowen would’ve been basically left on their own.

For the twin’s 12th birthday, Jane booked a camping holiday in the frozen woods of Granite Falls. Deandre's on the left, Shaowen on the right.

I unfortunately didn’t capture this on camera, but there was a little accident when Shaowen was playing on the fire and Jane and Deandre caught on fire! Weren’t it for Shaowen’s quick thinking and panic calling the firemen, Shaowen would’ve probably become an orphan… But all’s well when it ends well :)

Ai, the lovely midwife who was a grandmother to the twins, passed away shortly after the camping trip. It was a heart-breaking moment, but the family (and Alice) managed to cope with it using the power of music 🎼

The twins have recently become teenagers and Jane is now an adult. She has her mind set on becoming famous and leaving her mark on the world or Hip Hop. She also wants a third kid but she has been having trouble conceiving (artificial insemination), not to mention that she’s always basically broke…

With the recent update to base game, the Sims added a couple of options for transgender sims. I haven’t really played with a transgender sim before and I've been quite excited to do so... Fingers crossed one of the twins suits my idea for a transgender gameplay!

Download sims:

YA Jane

Adult Jane

Jane and teenage twins

Happy simming!

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[thoselethalarts]

Some Weird TWST-JP Glitch?

Warnings: Yandere Elements, Creepypasta Elements, Technology Corruption

Has anybody else experienced this glitch before? It’s really bizarre, and honestly I’m not sure what to make of it, but I’ve been living with it for the past couple weeks or so now. For cataloguing’s sake I’m gonna try and write down as many details of my personal experience with it as possible.

Like I said before, I think this started a few weeks ago. I remember logging in for my daily login on my phone, like I usually do when I wake up and start my day. Now my phone is a little old by the industry standard’s POV, but it’s not THAT old, and it’s NEVER had a problem with running TWST on it before. But for some reason today when I logged in it took a lot longer than usual for the character that “greets” me for my login bonus to actually load in. I was confused and just stared at it, kinda just waiting for it to crash or something, but then it finally fully loaded... sort of.

Floyd was the one that greeted me on that day (for those that don’t know me, Floyd is one of my favorite characters in the game. I still really like him a lot, too) but he still didn’t quite load correctly. And when I say that I mean he had no mouth and no eyelids at all. He was just staring at me like that, his voice audio completely unchanged. It was a little creepy but I’d seen equally weird glitches from my friends devices (including one where none of the characters loaded with any eyes or teeth) so I wrote it off as just another weird glitch and tapped through to the main menu screen.

The game loaded up with all the UI and whatnot as it normally would, and (again, being one of my biggest favs in-game) Floyd was there on my main menu screen to greet me again. I was pretty relieved at seeing him with his eyes and mouth normal again, but my game must’ve still been pretty broken because within the matter of seconds it made a really loud crackling noise at me. He was in mid-sentence when it happened, and it made all his voice audio completely cut out. Made me jump pretty good too, like I wasn’t kidding when I said it was LOUD.

Something was clearly up with my game. I got curious, so I stayed there on the main screen tapping on him over and over again to see what would happen. The background music was still playing like normal, but it did seem a little bit quieter than it should be. Sometimes when I tapped on him his voice audio would load, but sometimes neither the audio nor the on-screen subtitles would load at all. He would just stand there, shifting from side to side, going through his animations and expressions like he would when'd say something normally. It was weird, but weirder still when at some points his expression changed to ones that I'd never seen before. I’d seen his animations and heard his lines dozens of times, enough to notice the obvious difference. Sometimes his smirk looked a little more smug than it usually did, other times he looked more upset or unhappy than he usually did, and at some points he just... looked straight up unhinged. His pupils shrank, mouth open in a big, toothy smile like one I’d never seen him make before. (One of the few screenshots I remembered to take I attached above)

I didn't know what to make of it, and I was more than just a little bit creeped out, so I quickly tapped off from the main menu screen and tried to make use of my AP, hoping maybe then the weird glitchiness of the game would fizzle out and return to normal again. Classes went fine, and I didn’t notice any other glitches with tests or otherwise, but things never really got much better with my game since then though.

After I ran my AP to 0 I just closed out the game and went on with my day. Later when my AP was back to 10 I opened the game back up again and it made me jump all over again when that weird crackling noise popped from the speakers while loading in to the main menu. Floyd’s audio and subtitles on my main menu were still pretty broken, and if though rubbing salt in the wound he had a big, crooked grin on his face like he was amused by making me jump with that cheap opening jumpscare. The thought crossed my mind to reinstall the game to fix the persistent glitchiness, but I really wasn’t in the mood to deal with it at the time, especially since other than the main menu the game still worked totally fine. I wrote it off again, went to run my AP, and then closed out the game again once it was done. The cycle just continued from there.

I think it was maybe a day or two later that things started getting weirder.

Sometimes on a self-indulgent impulse I like to load up the main story and re-experience some of the older events like boss battles and whatnot. I can’t read Japanese but I keep up with fan-translations, and just listening to the voice lines themselves make me laugh sometimes.

It was one of those days where I was replaying parts of Chapter 3 in the main story, low-key lamenting that I couldn't actually read the text without a translator. At that point I sighed and said something aloud to the point of "I wish I could understand you..." at my game. The text was on auto-scroll, so it kept going as usual, but almost immediately after I spoke my screen started to crackle and glitch like a bad TV. The audio kept breaking, and before my eyes the text onscreen just started... magically repopulating in English instead of Japanese.

That... couldn’t have been a coincidence. There was no way that was a coincidence, I figured. And I had just finished rewatching a playthrough of DokiDoki Literature club so my brain was already on high alert after seeing that happen.

Immediately I cut back to the main menu and there was Floyd, still looking as oddly smug as he had been for the last couple days. My heart was racing at this point, and I didn’t even hesitate on what I did next. To him - not to the game, but to him - I asked him something along the lines of -

"What're you doing all of this for?"

Almost immediately his expression shifted... to something akin to surprise. The background music in the main menu completely cut out into silence, too. I don’t think he expected me to catch on to his act so quickly, but he seemed relieved that I did, because just like that his facade dropped.

Guys... the way he moved was so surreal. The animations in TWST are already kinda mesmerizing in their own way, but at that moment he really looked like he was moving in 3-Dimensional space, not just as another LIVE2D model. I don’t fully remember what he said at that moment (my brain was kind of too stunned to focus fully on it), but he moved closer to the “camera”, even going so far as leaning against the UI, and started talking to me directly. Not even in Japanese, either, but in English, so I could actually understand him. How was this even possible? TWSTeng didn’t even have dubbing yet, so this couldn’t have been in the files... But then again, I think at that point we were beyond just looking at what was capable through data archives.

He talked about how much he loved me. How much he wanted to see me happy, how much he wanted me to love him and only him, and about how much he wanted to hold me and for me to hold him directly instead of in a phone. He looked so genuine, like he was sad he could only do so little inside of a screen. I can’t deny when I say that, well... I do really like him like that too. Calling him just my “favorite” in TWST is a little disingenuous, I’m just kind of shy about advertising things like that to randos on the web. Seeing him like that made me feel kinda heartbroken rather than scared or disturbed.

We talked for a long time like that. Face to face, person to person. It was only when my battery started to die and the hour started to become a little too late that I had to excuse myself for the evening. He looked upset, disappointed, but I promised I’d log in tomorrow and see him like I always have, and that seemed to cheer him up at least a little bit.

The next day I logged in as I always have, and was surprised to see a lack of glitching this time around on the daily login screen. Not only that, but it was someone else that greeted me too. It was Silver I think, not him. Considering DokiDoki standards I was pleasantly surprised by this, and it made me wonder just how alone he was in his sentience behind the screen.

Things got interesting again as I tapped past the daily log screen, as immediately after my game showed the animation for an SSR gatcha pull. It was for Floyd's dorm uniform. One of the cards I had been longing for but could never get. Tapping into the main menu he was there, smiling at me, looking so very proud of himself. He said that he meant it when he said he wanted me to be happy, so he did was doing what he could to make that happen. The code of the game isn’t the most solidly made, apparently, so doing things like that during the daily login was something he could take advantage of.

Throughout the next few days when I checked in with my daily log, another SSR gatcha pull was waiting for me. For the first few days it was his dorm card again, until finally it was fully limit broken. Then, he moved on to Jade, and then to Azul. He said he’d help me slowly finish my card collection, since he knew that's what I wanted most. It was... startlingly nice, at least considering the circumstances. I couldn’t help but feel like there might be something off about the way he was acting, but at the time I was so happy that I pushed the feeling away and let myself have that happiness while it lasted. We talked a lot when I came home on break, and I occasionally set up my computer so that we could watch things together. It was like a dream... I couldn’t believe I was able to be with him like this.

Speaking of dreams, I never did mention the dreams I’d been having during this time, have I?

During this whole time I had been having the weirdest dreams every time I fell asleep, and it was always the same dream every single night. I’d wake up in some dark room, with walls and floors made of static and seemingly corrupted textures. Like, you know the pink and black checkerboard patterns in Gmod whenever there’s a missing texture? Imagine that, but with weird shifting numbers and letters, like strings of code, drifting along the walls. Thick, gooey wires, with legs and shells like bugs along their lengths, hung from the ceiling and were made of the same weird missing material. Every night I’d wake up in this place, and I’d walk a little bit further down the halls I found myself in, and every night I found I’d get to walk a little more, explore a little further, before I finally woke back up again.

It was a couple days ago that I found myself able to reach the end of the path in my dream. I stopped at a dead end in the weird corrupted hallways, where the static wall was cracked and partially shattered, like a broken window, releasing a blinding white and pink light into my vision. Between the cracks I saw Floyd. He looked... exhausted. Unconscious. Held between the ridges of the cracks by the bodies of those same thick, wire-like insects that bled from the ceiling. I reached out, yanking back the hold of those insects on his body, loosening their grip on him enough that I could firmly hook my arms under his shoulders and start to pull him out from between the cracks. It was a lot easier to pull off than it sounds, but I remember vividly feeling pain from crackles of electricity all across my body. The light seeping and flashing through the cracks grew stronger, more blinding, the more I pulled him out from their grasp. I could see nothing but white by the time his body finally slipped free, and I finally woke up again.

It hurt, a lot, so much that my body still ached even outside of the dream. Somehow I’d also slept through my alarm that day, and it was almost evening by the time I’d finally gotten out of bed. I don’t really know what happened, but after that night I never had that dream again.

My theory was maybe I had somehow "freed” him from the game's hold, or at least what restricted him to only its walls. To be honest this was just a theory though, I had no way of knowing for sure at the time what that weird reoccurring dream was meant to be about.

After that night things kind of returned to normal - or at least what normal had become for me at that point.

I didn’t bring up the dream to Floyd, and he didn’t mention anything to me about it either. I did notice some change in how he behaved afterwards though. He seemed more brazen, more bold about “keeping me to himself” and things like that. I always took the chance to tease him back about it, threatening to unzip the back of my manjuu pillow of him and shove him inside there so he’d be stuck with me instead.

At this point his smile turned into something more smug, like when he first started to break through my game and reach out to me on day one. He said to me then a simple phrase, one I won’t ever be able to forget -

"I have a better idea."

I was laying down in bed at the time, my phone on my side table when my phone screen suddenly went black. A pang of fear hit me then, thinking maybe my battery had suddenly died, but instead it started popping, crackling at me again through the speaker. It was loud again, much like on day one. I remember seeing static stretch across the screen, in the shape of hands reaching out toward the glass, before the screen went completely, blindingly white.

At some point I had slapped my hands over my ears to drown out the sound, and my eyes took forever to readjust to the dark after being exposed to such a painful white light. Once I could finally see again I tapped the screen of my phone to wake it up from its sleep. It was almost dead, but the battery hadn’t drained just yet. When I unlocked it TWST was still running and... Floyd was gone. My home screen was completely blank, void of any welcoming character. I went to the settings to see if I could set him back again, but... every square that had his card was blank. Floyd was gone, completely and entirely.

I started to panic. Who wouldn’t after everything that had happened? What would happen then, to my account, and even if I reinstalled what would happen then? Would he be there? Would he be sentient as he had been all this time? Would I ever see him again?

It was about then I noticed just how tight and stifling my blankets felt around around my neck, and I tried pulling them down and away only to feel them tighten further and resist me.

Well, you might have guessed, but, those weren’t my blankets.

It made me jump once I realized, feeling arms slowly relaxing around me once I finally let go and stopped struggling against them. The imposing presence pressing against my back registered, finally, as it shifted against me too. It was weird, hearing his voice unfiltered from behind a cell phone speaker, and especially sounding so close to my ear. He sounded so relieved, but still there was that hint of something yet slightly unhinged when he spoke - and laughed - now. His first words against my ear...

"I finally got you~"

It’s been about a week or so since then I think, and I’d been holding off on posting about this just in case something happened to him but... he’s still here, and still as clingy as ever. Maybe he really is here to stay for good, but honestly I have no idea what’s going to happen now. I figured I might as well put this out there in case anything weird happened in anyone else’s games since Floyd’s no longer a part of mine anymore.

Anyway, If anyone else has an experience with something like this happening to them too, well... I guess now you know you’re not alone.

#ツイステッドワンダーランド #Twisted Wonderland #TWST #Floyd Leech #yandere #fanfiction #creepypasta #creepypasta elements #unreality #soul writes

[deniigi]

my supervisor fucked me over with all my other coworkers present. can I request a one shot from you to cheer me up featuring Sammy?

Did I give y’all the fic about the hotpot?

Well if I didn’t, I’m giving it to you now.

Title: hotpot

Summary: Ganke checks the comments for the Blindspot comic daily and there’s this one asshole anon who keeps talking shit about BT.

--

The Blindspot comic went live in the fall and Ganke couldn’t stop checking the hit count every five seconds. All night there had only been ten hits.

He told himself not to be disappointed. The only person who really mattered had read and loved the comic.

Miles said that BT had even forced everyone on the team to read an abridged version of Journey to the West, and had gone as far as to make a quiz to determine everyone’s character.

Miles refused to disclose who he’d gotten.

BT had clearly rigged the game to make himself Sun Wukong and Ganke was proud of him.

That kind of enthusiasm was exactly what he’d been hoping for, anything else now was just icing on the cake.

Even though it would be cool if it wasn’t just BT reading his own comics.

That would be pretty cool, right? Like. If people online all started reading BT’s comic. That would be sort of amazing.

Kind of excellent.

Definitely worthy of an A+ and double pats on the back.

Right?

The hit counter didn’t think so. But hey, five more people had opened the page since last night. That was something, wasn’t it?

 MM: dude why not just ask Sam to tweet out the link?

 How dare you, Miles Morales.

How dare you waltz into this place with logical thought.

GL: I can’t do that. That’s like. Idk. Inflating the views.

MM: okay yeah explain to me how appealing to the person in control of the largest part of his own fandom is inflating the views

GL: I see your logic and I’m banishing it

MM: I’m messaging him

GL: DON’T

MM: too late

MM: he says ‘gimme link’

GL: asdksjsjdks

--

 @blindspot: hi I know y’all can’t get enough of me to the point of asking shockingly invasive questions and for you I say good news! Some amazing folks have gone through the trouble of making a Blindspot comic. it’s good guys check it out [link]

--

 It helped.

A lot.

It helped a lot.

--

 People, on the whole, had great things to say. The panels were screenshotted and tagged and sent all over social media and even though Miles was pretending to be chill and aloof about the whole thing, Ganke could imagine him smiling big and bright and white at his phone non-stop.

Mom and Auntie saw a few of the bits on Twitter and tittered over them in the kitchen like pigeons.

The pride rose like a wave. Ganke kept waiting for the crash.

--

 It came two days later in the form of a comment that read ‘Christ, look at all this fuss. BT is fine. I hate his brother.’

It felt like someone punching the wind out of Ganke’s lungs.

He took comfort in the handful of people who leapt in to shout down the commenter. They emphasized that if the anonymous commenter didn’t like the story or the characters, then they didn’t have to read it and they, especially, didn’t have to say anything about it.

Ganke appreciated those guys. He got the feeling that a lot of the people on there knew that the whole thing had been done but a couple of kids.

Not that Anon cared.

Anon replied to all these comments ‘No, I’m gonna keep reading, thanks. Anyways, the brother is lame. The smart part is cool, but why’s it always gotta be a guy?’

The part that haunted Ganke even after he’d shut his laptop and had gone to stick his head out the window for some big breaths of cleansing air was that Anon was kind of right.

--

 GL: should we have made Guotin’s brother a sister?

MM: no

GL: why not?

MM: cause BT’s always wanted a brother

 Oh.

Okay. Then it was fine?

 MM: yeah man ignore them. it’s chill.

GL: k thanks my ego is huge and fragile

MM: trust me I know

 Asshole. Fine, moving right along.

--

 It didn’t stop. Anon commented on every page. Every. Single. Page.

Ganke didn’t know what to do or say. On the one hand, clearly this person was dedicated and deeply engaged with the comic, on the other hand, they needed a Rude Alert button. Ganke wondered if Ned could code one for them and them only.

The latest of their fury was directed at the big reveal in the second issue—BT’s face.

Having now met Sam, BT, Blindspot, Ganke’s whole image of him had changed.

He was not conventionally attractive as far as like, K-Pop idols and famous Chinese dudes went. His eyes were puffy and narrow and his face was round everywhere but the jaw. He leaned more towards ‘cute’ than ‘sexy,’ which Ganke sort of loved about him.

He was friendly. Stressed and grumpy and feisty as hell, yeah, but first and foremost friendly.

Miles claimed that he called it his ‘number one asset in employability.’ Which was wild because hello, Blindspot.

Obviously, BT couldn’t help his face. But Miles and Ganke could help Guotin’s.

Ganke had sent Miles about fifteen different images of Chinese celebrities and had told him to do his worst. They’d reviewed the final few drafts and had picked one that was most like a young Chen Kun. His face was more oval-shaped than BT’s. His chin and lips were slimmer but more defined. He was pretty, but not so pretty as to be called ‘feminine,’ which Ganke thought was a solid compromise between ‘handsome as sin’ and ‘looks like he’s got a quirky sense of humor.’

Anon hated him.

Anon thought that he looked like an idol, and they were not here for it.

They told ‘the artist’ to give him a mole or something, anything to make him look ‘less pristine. God, I can smell him from here and he smells like Dior and staph habitat.’

Ganke had to look up what a staph infection was. He regretted it. He asked Miles if they should censor Anon.

Miles said ‘mmmmm, idk it’s not like they aren’t saying anything that isn’t true.’

Ganke resented that. Clearly this was defamation of BT. This person hated him and was taking their feeling out on the comic.

 MM: I mean yeah but it’s not like they’re talking about the comic, man. They’re talking about the style and like, thinking about it, a mole or smth to help you tell him apart from other folks would kind of be helpful. Like, especially if we ever put him in a crowd, you know?

 HHHHHH.

Fine.

Anon could stay. But they were on thin ice.

--

 It was hard not to be bitter about Anon’s comments, especially when they arrived daily, as though Anon knew exactly what they were doing and which page they’d left off at. They couldn’t possibly be reading the comic one page at a time, this was intentional.

Ganke’s jaw hurt from all the tooth grinding he’d endured as of late.

This latest one read ‘yo, has BT ever mentioned fighting with a sword? I don’t recall him mentioning. Someone should take that thing away from him before someone loses an eye—or maybe even two.’

That felt like a pointed jibe.

That turned the churning irritation in Ganke’s gut into something much, much colder.

Did Anon know about BT’s black and blue eyes? How could they know? Was it a coincidence? It seemed to be more than a coincidence.

The pile of critiques was growing bigger and bigger, and now that Ganke thought about it, they all seemed to take issue with things that didn’t match the real Blindspot’s personality.

It was as if they knew him.

 GL: miles did you read the new comment from AnonTheAsshole?

MM: lol yeah

GL: tell me if I’m talking out my ass or whatever but like

GL: you don’t think they could be Muse, could they?

 Silence.

 MM: oh no

 Yeah. Fuck.

 MM: chances are low.

GL: they know so much tho??

MM: might be stalker? Maybe someone who’s over-invested in BT’s social media pages?

GL: maybe.

MM: hold on let me ask Spidey to screen it

GL: does he know Muse?

MM: no, but he’s paranoid and he’ll get Wade to be paranoid with him, and then they can decide whether its worth giving to DD for verification. He knows Muse.

 Ganke’s head was spinning. His fingers shook with guilt and the thought of Muse’s pale body hunched over a secret, cracked cell phone in a high security prison who knew where.

In Ganke’s head, he smiled wider and wider, until the skin on his cheeks cracked. He dug out scraps of paper and redrew Blindspot—Sam—with gaping holes for eyes and a screaming mouth and he drew dismembered corpses in black lakes and he laughed.

He just kept laughing.

 MM: hey ganke

MM: it’s going to be okay. It’s just a comic. I’m sure AnonTheAsshole is a stalker. They’re not threatening anyone.

MM: Sam can deal with a stalker. And we can too, okay?

 There was a reason that Miles was a hero. Ganke wiped at his eyes and swallowed.

 GL: okay. Thanks for doing that.

MM: 👍🏾

--

 It took a few hours because Spidey and Deadpool had lives outside of being Spidey and Deadpool, but not so long that Ganke ran out of nails to chew.

Miles messaged him back and said that Spidey had read through everything and ‘escalated it.’ This meant that whatever he’d seen had caused him enough concern to take it to DP.

Miles said that he’d get back to Ganke with DP’s verdict as soon as he had it. In the meantime, he’d run the comments by the other Spideypeople and they thought that it most likely wasn’t malevolent but was maybe something to keep an eye on in the meantime. He tacked onto all, somewhat stiltedly, that he had a weird feeling all of the sudden. The pink Spidey’s tone had changed. She’d shut down and gone cagey, which allegedly wasn’t like her at all. Then she’d told the taller guy to DM her and they’d vanished from the chat. Miles wasn’t sure what was going on there or if maybe they knew something about stuff going on that he didn’t, but he wasn’t super comfortable with it.

 GL: crossing my fingers its nothing?

MM: same man, same.

--

 DP escalated it.

Ganke couldn’t stay still in his room. There was no comfortable place to sit or stand or lay. There was nothing to do that would make him stop thinking about everything.

 MM: It’s gonna be fine, man, DD always knows what to do.

 Miles kept saying that for every step of the way, and yet here they were. Double escalated. Ganke wasn’t so sure he even knew what was happening anymore.

That was scary. Miles was supposed to be part of the in-crowd.

 MM: Wade doesn’t think it’s anything that can’t be nipped in the bud.

 That was easy for a contract assassin to say, wasn’t it?

 MM: he says that you and I are fine. Doesn’t see any links there. Waiting on DD for confirmation of tone.

 Hurry up, Daredevil. Your apprentice’s life might be about to take a nosedive into a heap of trash.

--

 Two hours. One text.

 MM: >:/

 Ganke couldn’t contain the bubble of laughter.

 GL: good news?

MM: [image]

 He opened it.

 SC: HANNAH YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE. STOP BEING A BITCH ON MAIN

HC: You can’t tell me what to do

SC: I CAN

HC: Mom he’s being MEAN

SC: Mom she’s scaring children online

HC: I scare children everywhere I go why are these ones special???

SC: Because I said so

HC: that doesn’t fucking work Samuel you’re not her

SC: I am your older brother

SC: your ELDEST brother

HC: YOU AINT SHIT

SC: THEY DON’T COUNT

SC: HALFSIES COUNT

 What.

 MM: so.

MM: she’s not Muse.

MM: Red’s laughing his ass off at all of us for taking this to a level three

GL: wait I don’t understand

MM: Hannah is Sam’s little sister. She’s found a new hobby in our website.

 Blindspot’s little sister was reading the comic??? Holy shit.

 GL: she hates him?

MM: no I’ve been informed that they would literally commit murder for each other but this is how they express love.

 No way. Siblings were wild.

 GL: so we’re good?

MM: [image]

  SC: apologize 🔪

HC: eat my ass

SC: apologize or else

HC: or else what? You gonna come in here and sit on me? Huh? Huh????

SC: I know your email password. All 3 you cycle through. What was his name? Uuuuuuuuuh Jing?

HC: you fucking bastard

SC: Hi Jing, it’s me, Hannah. I’ve been in mad crush with you since sophomore year. Please notice me senpai 😖

HC: Die

SC: kill me

HC: I will.

 The giggles that came this time were a mix of relief and genuine intrigue. This lady read the comic every day. She took the time to scroll through pictures of her brother being an absolute lunatic and fighting with a huge monkey. Then she hopped into that comment box and took him—not Miles, not Ganke, specifically Blindspot--down a peg.

She must miss him a lot. Ganke wondered if this was her way of keeping him in her thoughts.

 MM: I don’t think we’re getting a sorry, man. DD says Sam’s been at this all morning and has been tricked into apologizing himself twice

GL: so you’re saying that she’s an evil genius

MM: idk but she’s def Sam’s main nemesis. I always thought that older siblings got like, rights or something over younger ones, but idk anymore. Angel says this is normal.

GL: do you think she misses him?

 Miles took a long time to respond.

 MM: yeah

 Yeah, Ganke thought so, too.

 GL: should we change Guo tin’s brother’s name to ‘hamish?’

MM: ASDLDSDSFKdsjf

MM: one moment.

MM: sam says yes. Hannah says that she thinks our comic is shit and we need to draw everything uglier

GL: she’s kind of funny

MM: 👀perhaps she would like to be a consultant?

GL: 👀👀👀👀

MM: brb asking

MM: sam says no. Hannah says she’s got better things to do than proofread comics on the internet. She’s also not sorry. She wants that to be clear. DD says that the conversation has moved from English to Chinese and to maybe duck and cover for now. He says all is good tho. Thanks for checking in.

MM: Muse doesn’t use punctuation and talks in riddles, so if we get any of that, we’re supposed to send it to DP right away.

 Oh, nice. That was a relief.

 MM: oh

MM: sam wants to put us in a chat. Can I give him your number?

 Uh, only if he wanted Ganke to hyperventilate.

 GL: sure

 --

  [GL has been added to a Secure Chat]

 It was a page of characters and emojis that were somehow more menacing than Ganke had ever seen them before. Miles popped a little waving hand into the fray, as though testing the waters, but the characters just carried on scrawling around it.

Ganke wasn’t quite sure what to do.

 GL: hi? Are y’all okay?

 There was finally a pause. Then a few shorter lines of characters. And then finally, Blindspot switched from Chinese to English.

 SC: yes we’re FINE. We’re GREAT. Aren’t we, sibling from hell?

HC: who’re you? Why are you in our family chat? This is a family only zone, can’t you read?

SC: God Hannah he’s Korean don’t be a dick

HC: I can’t not be I learned it from you

SC: fair but pretend in the face of company

HC: okay fine. Hello losers.

MM: adksadfadsdfldfsldf

MM: hi

GL: hi?

SC: go on

HC: UGH

HC: fine

HC: I didn’t mean to shit talk your creation. Only my brother.

SC: also a sin, we’ll get to that later

HC: no one cares about you Samuel, stop spreading lies

SC: you first. We both know this is no lie, my white dad cares about me a whole lot

HC: well we can’t all have white dads now can we

SC: don’t be jealous

MM: lol you really call Matt your white dad??

HC: who is this person and how do they know our mutual parent’s name?

SC: this is not a mutual parent situation how many times have we been through this. He’s mine. Get your own.

MM: hi! 👋🏾I’m Bitsy! Spidey no. 4

GL: I’m his friend. He draws the comic. I write it.

HC: oh. nerd children x2

HC: anyways yeah Matt is our dad

SC: ffs

MM: he’s sort of dadly ig.

HC: ?? oho

SC: mind your face. Think about your face. Think about how much you like your face.

HC: little spider, did you not hear?

SC: kay everyone out. We’re done here

MM: hear what?

HC: lol Sammy you didn’t tell them about how Matthew Mcconaughey adopted you in all ways but paperwork?

 Ganke held his phone away from his face as far as it would go.

 MM: …wait are you for real?

SC: no. okay out.

HC: awwww Sammy so shy now. What are you embarrassed about? It’s cute.

SC: Hannah literally shut up I’m not playing

HC: damn okay sorry

MM: can I be honest?

SC: no

MM: I’m going to be anyways: I think we all sorta knew.

SC: …

HC: right?

SC: what does that even mean?

MM: idk, it just felt right, you know? You two are always fussing at each other and red lost his shit that time you got shot. He doesn’t treat you the way he treats the rest of us and we’re his teammates. He doesn’t even treat spidey like he treats you. So like, yeah. It fits.

MM: I’m really happy for you guys.

MM: is there a reason it’s a secret?

 Ganke eased himself back down onto the mattress. This was real. This was like, actual, real information. Something that he and like, four other people in the world now knew.

He kind of wanted to forget it. It didn’t feel right to know.

 SC: I dunno.

HC: if sam has an honest emotion towards anything he has to calculate its weight so he can make space for it in his collection of satellites.

MM: wh

SC: you’re so not funny.

HC: it’s called emotional repression, darling. It’s all the rage in this family.  

MM: oh

MM: so that’s why you and Red get on so well

SC: HHHHHHH

HC: HA

SC: okay but listen his is different, I’ve only seen him cry at his wedding. I cry at least 4 times a week. Obviously under the bed, but that can’t be emotional repression. That’s expression. That’s clearly expression

HC: I can make the old man cry watch me

SC: please don’t I’ll die

MM: awwwww

SC: shut up it doesn’t even matter.

MM: AWWWWWW

SC: LEAVE ALREADY

MM: no I like it here. I want to hear you talk about how much you love your white dad

SC: I don’t. He loves me. I’m fine with this because it results in food, shelter, and continued employment.

HC: uh huh

SC: I’m using him

HC: yeah because you’re like the most manipulative person I know.

SC: thank you

HC: /sarcasm

SC: I know I ignored it.

MM: so wait why do you actually pretend like you hate him tho?

SC: wh

SC: what the fuck am I supposed to do? Just go on up for a cuddle? Have you met Matt? The second someone starts crying, he finds trash to take out to the bins. Hell no. Life is easier for everyone if I stab him with a stick and he kicks my ass in training. It’s fine.

HC: Sam is learning how to be a Manly Man. This is step one.

SC: I’m plenty manly

HC: you’re what mom imagined as manly

SC: which is perfect. That’s all I need.

HC: mama’s boy

SC: must suck to suck, no one’s kid.

 Wow. Ganke had never been more glad that he didn’t have a sister.

 GL: That’s kind of cool, though.

GL: that you and DD are close like that I mean.

GL: Its different from all the other mentor/mentee superheroes we see who like, sort of hate each other.

SC: wh

SC: OH. you mean Peter and Kate. Peter doesn’t actually hate Stark, fyi. And Kate calls Hawkeye the Old bi-weekly to make sure he’s still breathing. It’s actually pretty normal.

MM: he doesn’t mean like that Sam. I mean, like those guys don’t associate with their Olds now that they’re grown up and stuff, but you and DD stick together. It’s like you’re family.

MM: and that’s super cool. Idk if Spidey would ever consider me family. I don’t think he wants that for us.

SC: I?

SC: oh shit

HC: CLARITY ON THIS FINE DAY. What was your name again, tiny spider?

MM: miles

HC: PRAISE BE TO MILES

HC: AN EMOTION WAS HAD

SC: get fucked

HC: An epiphany was obtained!

SC: would you shut up

HC: Something has finally permeated that non-porous, two-inch thick skull of my esteemed eldest brother

SC: I’m your only brother

HC: you’re not

SC: they don’t fucking count

HC: now will you FINALLY invite our mutual dad to hotpot?

SC: Hannah he doesn’t want to come to hot pot we’ve talked about this. it’s too spicy for him.

HC: I’ll make it 1/3 less spicy

SC: that’s still too spicy

HC: I’ll make it 2/5 less spicy

SC: 3/5

HC: listen

HC: I have all this fucking equipment that SOMEONE left here callously

MM: what’s hotpot?

SC: 👀

HC: 👀

GL: 👀

SC: well fuck

HC: EYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

GL: have we never taken you with us for hotpot???

MM: no?? is this the sticks?

HC: can be. Where do you live?

SC: Hannah no

HC: Hannah yes. We’ll make one here. You’ll make one there.

SC: do you know how much shit I’ll have to buy? Where are we gonna put it?

HC: this wouldn’t be a problem if you’d taken your goddamn inheritance with you to SF

SC: HHHHHH

MM: you guys are actually being serious?

HC: I am. I am here all on my lonesome. Abandoned by my only kin. I require enrichment.

SC: try doing your fucking homework

HC: did anyone hear something?

MM: lololololol I like you

HC: 😊

SC: wh

SC: oh no. No no no.

SC: you two don’t get to be friends

HC: come here bb pspspspspspsps

MM: I’m here

HC: got ‘im. Let’s have hotpot. Sammy send me resippy. We’ll do it together over video so I don’t fuck it up.

SC: I’ve got to go. This has been traumatizing.

HC: byeeeeeeeeeeee

HC: is he gone? Hell yeah, he’s gone.

HC: hey thanks for making that comic thing. It’s hella rad. He loves it. Mom used to call him Monkey when he was little.

GL: omg aw

HC: ikr? P cute. He misses her a lot so I think it brought back good memories. Anyways, I’m actually going to make hotpot. Come over and have some with me, it’s more fun with more people.

MM: you’re not joking

HC: nope, it’s been ages since your whole team has gotten together, right? Ask them to do it. I’m a shit cook, but Sam’ll show us how not to screw it up. And he’s playin’, he’s totally down to hang out with us. We never had more than three people. It’ll be new. Exciting. Enriching even.

MM: are you secretly a nice person, Hannah?

HC: the fuck do you mean ‘secret’??? I’m a delight.

MM: Okay I’ll ask the team and my mom

MM: ganke?

HC: 👀

 That—

Sounded kind of nice?

 GL: I’ll ask my mom.

HC: nice. You can tell them that it’s a friends dinner or whatever. Idc. I promise I’m not going to kidnap and murder you. I’ve got like, class and work and shit. I don’t have time for that.

MM: 👍🏾

GL: 👍🏼

HC: great here I’ll message you my number. This is legit our sibs chat so Sam’ll freak if you’re still here when he gets back.

MM: thank you! And sorry for thinking you were muse!!

GL: yeah that too

HC: lol np ttyl                                    

 That…had really just happened, hadn’t it?

Ganke needed to sit down even though he was already sitting down.

 GL: they’re so nice???

MM: ikr?

GL: are you actually going to ask your mom?

MM: Im gonna ask BT if its cool first. Then yeah. Why not? Our team really hasn’t gotten together in a minute. Everyone’s been super busy. It would be a nice change of pace, and if everyone brings smth then Hannah doesn’t have to pay for anything.

MM: ah, Sam says it’s okay. He says sorry his sister is weird and that he’ll make sure she doesn’t poison us.

GL: I kind of love her

MM: same

MM: okay will check in with the others. Talk to you later.

GL: yeah see you later

 Damn, at this rate, Ganke’s family was going to triple in size, and all thanks to a comic.

Before he left for downstairs, he made a note to make Guo tin’s brother snarkier.

#fic #inimitable verse #blindspot #samuel chung #miles morales #ganke lee

[akemi-roses]

Top 5 Ruby Moments

In collaboration with @stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale ‘s T5F, I decided to write about my top favorite moments of Ruby! 💛 I absolutely adored Ruby in season 4, and she is such an underrated character. So, let’s give our southern queen some love! Big shoutout to @pi-creates for letting me use some of the screenshots they’ve made! Thank you!

So, here are my top 5 favorite moments of Ruby.

Enjoy~ 🌹

5. She’s pretty much the best doctor! (...sorry Carlos)

Now, I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say that Ruby can tell the difference between a dog bite and a walker bite...

Ruby is hands down one of the best medics within the TWDG universe. It’s safe to assume that her and Tenn attended to Clementine’s wounds, after that nasty car crash. She stitched Louis’ wound after being shot by Abel. Properly cleaned AJ’s gunshot wound & brought down his fever, checked to see if Violet’s damaged/blinded eyes were infected, checked Louis’ severed tongue to see if there’s an infection & probably cleaned the wound too. And last but not least, took care of Clementine after she was bitten and had her leg amputated by AJ. The amount of time & patience she puts into being the school’s medic is outstanding & very courageous of her. Doing everything in her power to keep everyone healthy and safe, I can imagine it’s not a easy job. And my god, the way how Ruby must’ve felt with Brody & Marlon’s deaths. My heart dropped when she’s in denial with Marlon’s death and says “m-maybe we can use some medicine.” Poor sweet baby...

4. Her underrated friendship with Louis

After replaying the game numerous of times. I began to notice how close Ruby & Louis are. It’s a friendship that I found pretty enjoyable, and they have a couple of moments within the game. First of all, when you meet Ruby, she was in the music room with Louis & AJ. Is it that Ruby appreciates Louis’ music? I can’t blame her, the man is talented! But, it is a funny thought that Ruby tried to talk to AJ, but got bit & now she’s pissed- and Louis is still playing and thinking... “oof- don’t scare the kid or he will bite. Got it.” Moving onto the dinner scene, you have Ruby sitting at the table with Louis & company. And being disgusted by Louis’ burping & if you encourage him- she’ll flip him off. Their overall dynamic is so good, with Louis calling her “Sweet Ruby” & Ruby just appreciating Louis’ lighthearted & charismatic nature. I also like to think that Ruby was the one to comfort Louis, after losing his best friend. Everyone else was upset & stuff, but- I definitely see Ruby going out of her way to make sure Louis is okay, while he’s grieving.

3. Her introduction

Her character introduction was very amusing & overall well written. You’re heading towards the music room, when you see her storming out & shouting out- “You little motherfucker!” I love how the game makes you think she’s mean/scary (as AJ described her) but when you talk to her, you learn that she’s soft spoken & very friendly. She might have her sassy moments & can be harsh towards anyone being a dingus. But! She’s reliable & sweeter than she lets on and I love it. And this really works out well for her character, when you learn why she was sent to Ericson. Ruby’s character journey is pretty great y’all.

2. Her relationship with Ms. Martin

Can I just give this girl a hug??

Her relationship with Ms. Martin is really touching & quite heartbreaking too. Ms. Martin was the one to teach Ruby how to patch people up, stitching, local anesthetics, painkillers & fever reducers. Something that Ruby will carry with her for the rest of her life. You can see how much Ruby looked up to her, seeing as she was the only adult willing to stay and look after the kids. See them for who they are, a bunch of scared kids wanting to go home to their families...but were instead abandoned in the middle of the woods. So, you can imagine how devastated Ruby was when Ms. Martin sacrificed herself to save the kids & she discovered her as a walker, trapped in the greenhouse. Unable to bring herself to put down her former nurse, her former friend. In order to honor with Ms. Martin, she made sure she was buried properly & carry on as the school’s medic. I’m sure Ms. Martin would be proud of her.

1. Her Overall Design

Can we talk about how gorgeous Ruby is!! Her curly red hair, her cute lil freckles, and those beautiful blue eyes. It’s good to see so much diversity & body positivity within the game too, with Ruby (Omar as well) more on the plus size & it’s much appreciated! It is something we should continue to see in gaming & other types of media ❤️ I also love her attires, her final one & B (on her concept art) being one of my favorites

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Honorable Mentions

*When she punches Aasim, after he was dared to ask her for a kiss. (poor aasim)

*Ruby being a horse whisperer, and pretty much adopting the horse on the spot. “Oh! This is the Delta’s horse? Well...not anymore!”

*The whole greenhouse scene. I know some people found that whole section boring, but- I really enjoyed getting to know Ruby (and Mitch) a bit more. She used to hunt wild boar with her dad, she’s familiar plants & species and of course..the infamous scene with Ms. Martin.

*Ruby putting flower crowns on Brody & Marlon’s graves. Her sobbing hurt muh heart ;-;

*Ruby is a short queen! She’s so smol compared to Clem! It’s funny how I am at least 2 inches taller than her. (She’s 4’9, while I’m 4’11)

#twdg #twdg ruby #twdg season 4 #twdg s4 #the walking dead game #twdg final season #telltale games #skybound games #red posts

[asleepinawell]

hi Sarah, idk if I missed it but have you posted your thoughts on pathologic before?

hmm, I don't think I have. it was pathologic 2 specifically that I played. never tried the first one

I generally really liked pathologic 2. the atmosphere and aesthetic were completely on point and I actually bought it without knowing a thing about it after my friend sent me a screenshot of the plague doctor executors. I was just like ah yes a game for me. also playing it during a pandemic was, uh, quite something. but I like the tone of it and the mounting sense of desperation and how random and surreal it is. like the one part where you have to report to the town hall and the whole town freezes and you follow the trail of pointing tragedians was super cool. also the soundtrack was great and that opening where you walk through the doomed town gave me chills. and I loved the bulls! and artemy's snarky dialogue

oh also the mind map as the 'journal' or task page or whatever was a really cool system and I wish other games would try out something similar

on the flip side I had a low tolerance for some of the meta stuff with mark immortell which just felt kinda pretentious. I know a lot of people loved it but not my thing. to add to that I didn't like the very similar tone the actual devs took when they were finally convinced to add difficulty sliders for the game. that said something like 'we understand not everyone wishes to be enlightened by their experience' or something equally pretentious. their whole shtick has been making games so difficult and grueling that most people will never finish them. and no thanks, I will never think that adding accessibility options to games is a bad thing

on a somewhat related note, I had the misfortune to play it on console which I would really strongly advise against. the console versions crash constantly, corrupts your save files (sometimes multiple saves in the stack), has ridiculous load times to....walk down the street and while your game is trying to load the next area and you're frozen in place the rest of the game might start back up and oops you've been stabbed to death or caught the plague before you get control back. considering that each time you die you get a permanent penalty applied retroactively to all your saves, this sucks and makes the game even more miserable to play on top of the intended frustrations. so don't play on the console. (the pc version is much better). but yeah when you die because the game froze up briefly and then have to go listen to mark immortell, who embodies the devs, be condescending to you about your death that was caused by the shitty optimization of the game it's just like...fuck the entire way off my dude

my other sort of complaint was about the endings. I generally prefer the nocturnal ending, but I've done both and it felt kind of lame that there wasn't a middle ground ending. not because I wanted a perfect happy ending or anything like that, but because the conflict that was set up between the kin and the townsfolk mirrors a lot of real stuff in the world and it felt very lazy and unimaginative to be like well you can only ever have one or the other there's no other choice! it felt like it kind of negated some of the themes in the story too.

I've complained a lot in this post but I swear I really did enjoy it a lot and I'll probably play the other two parts if they ever come out (not on console though lol). I'd recommended it if you enjoy very challenging games with immersive narratives and high stakes and love the creepy surreal aesthetic. Also there is absolutely nothing wrong with turning down the difficulty sliders and just enjoying the story with the minimum amount of annoyance because it's (intentionally) hard to experience the full story on the intended difficulty, something I have opinions about that you can probably guess

I also enjoyed the marble nest, the dlc that went with it. it had more of the meta game stuff in it but I found it more tolerable and it was just a cool little game with those same great aesthetics

as a final note, I've seen very mixed opinions on the portrayal of the indigenous people of the steppe, the kin (who I don't believe are based on a real people but I won't swear to that), and I don't feel qualified to sort through that myself especially with only a couple vague tumblr text posts to go off of but I do think it's worth noting that there are some criticisms there and keeping that in mind while playing

#mp #asks #not putting this is the main tag because I do not need any crazed fans telling me to git gud or whatever #I did play it on both the intended and an easier difficulty both #and the easier one was more enjoyable to be #listen guys I'm a big soulsborne fan and I'm proud of having beaten them all and if they put in an easy mode I wouldn't play it #BUT I 100% support them putting one in #get over yourself and let people have fun in the way that suits them best #on this blog we love and support everyone who plays games on easy mode #thank you for coming to my ted talk #lol my tldr review could be summed up as loved the game hated the devs

[anotherbeingsworld]

Late Nights, New Beginnings.

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x F!MC (Casey Valentine)

Word count: 2761

Summary: Bryce and Casey went out on a spontaneous night out to play bowling. 

Disclaimer: All right goes to PB, I dont own anything except the storyline! 

A/N: Hii! So, I am back with a new fic and I am pretty excited ! (Honestly, I said that for all my fics lol) This fic was inspired by @thundergom​ Open Heart AU! which all of you should check it out, IT IS AMAZING!!! The screenshot below was from one of the scenes in the AU, and they are kind enough to let me write a fic on this adorable scene of your MC (Camilla) and Bryce! I hope I did this fic justice, and I hope all of you enjoy reading it! I am a huge fan of bowling myself and, this has been a fun write! ENJOY! (CHECK IT OUT THEIR OH AU, COZ ITS SO GOOOOD!!!) 

Tags:  @bitchloveskcbaseball​ ​​ , @storyofmychoices​ ​​ , @jaxsmutsuo​ ​​ , @mvalentine​ ​​ , @princess-geek​ ​​ , @lahellacute​ ​​​ , @kacie-0156​ ​​​ , @simp-for-villains​ ​​​ , @annekebbphotography​ ​​​ , @brycelahel​ ​​​ , @mrsbhandari​ ​​​ , @dcbbw​ ​​​ , @choicessa​ ​​​ , @choices-confessions​ ​ , @aylamwrites​ ​​ , @fantasyoverreality98​ ​, @drakewalker04​ , @baltersome​ , @thecordoniandiaries​ , @thundergom​ 

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A  break-up. The major reason Casey is late for work the next day. Her hair was in a messy bun, as she didn’t have time to freshen up as she was late to arrive that day. She let out a groan as she changed into her scrubs, as the locker room was empty; a sign that she is in trouble. 

After struggling with wearing her scrubs, she dashed her way through to where interns are gathered. She stood at the back with Jackie, who looks at her with amusement. 

‘You had an long night, I presumed?’ She raised her eyebrows as Casey shook her head. 

‘Zack and I are through, we broke up last night.’ I admitted as the others started walking forward. She is feeling grateful that her patients weren’t the first to be picked for rounds that day.

‘That’s sucks, I’m sorry Cas.’ Jackie places her hands on Casey’s shoulder as an attempt at comfort. She just shrugged  as she proceeds on her work.

She went quiet for the rest of the day, as the break-up affected her work. She would often zone out, sometimes… she would get emotional over it. But she tries her very best to not cry it in front of her patients. One of her patients notice her expression and immediately asked if she was okay. Casey would just nod and brush the subject off, not wanting to get herself emotional; because once she gets into the story, the tears will never stop. 

Somehow, seeing and treating patients helps distract her from the actual world. Seeing those hopeful looks in the patient eyes makes her smile even wider. It's equivalent to a child on Christmas morning, and the gifts are equivalent to the happiness they get as the patients got to live a happy and healthy life. Casey always liked to help people, ever since she was a kid; she loved to make people happy. She felt blessed to witness the happiness from a patient being cured and even the people she gets to meet along the way. It is an amazing career in her eyes. 

But at this very moment… it exhausts her. After the break-up, she ended up hogging a whole tub of ice-cream before Sienna stops her. She didn’t get enough rest, as she spends the rest of the night bawling her eyes out, watching all the rom-coms as she yelled, ‘love isn’t real.’ She ended up passing out at five in the morning, making her late to work as she arrived later, which is unlikely for her. 

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Zack and Casey have been together since high school, as they were known as the high school sweethearts of Arella High. They were the ‘it’ couple at the time, but… as high school ends. They have been quarrels here and there between them, as they would get into an argument a lot. But, their relationship survive until last night, as he had brought a girl to the small apartment they shared. They were getting on each other’s faces, as Casey witness them after a long day of work. She felt hurt, but… deep down, she knows it is bound to happen. After the unwanted visitor left, the truth finally comes out. 

‘I have been seeing other people..’ 

Casey bits her lip. How long has he done this? 

‘How long?’

‘It has been… a few months, actually.’ He lets out a laugh as the surrounding atmosphere thickens. 

‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ Casey felt her eyes started to tear up. She knows they have been little-in-love as before, but… the fact that he has already moved on. It was painful, as Casey keeps her head up, forcing herself to not cry in front of him. 

‘I was… waiting for the right time…’ his voice was quiet, as the darkness is taking over the dimmed room.

‘Let me go, Zack.’ Casey said with a slow tone in her voice after what felt like an eternity of silence. 

Zack’s eyes widen through the sentence, he turns to face her. 

‘But..’ He stutters as Casey cuts him.

‘No, just… let me go. I don’t want to pretend anymore.’ Her voice is sharp as it cuts the tense atmosphere around them. 

He nods slowly as Casey walks out of the door. Leaving him behind. Her heart is hurting since letting go was never easy. The feelings between them aren’t mutual anymore, but… seeing him already to moving on; her heart can't handle the pain. After leaving ‘their’ apartment, Casey crashes at her friend’s apartment, as she doesn’t have anywhere to sleep for the night. It was already late, as she occupied the empty room in the apartment. The room was furnished as Casey gets herself comfortable, as she ended up crying silently in the darkness, leaving nothing behind. 

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The memory stings as the tears ended up appearing once more as she lay on one of the beds in the on-call room. Her pager was quiet today, which she is silently grateful for since she is a mess. The door opens as Casey frantically wiped her tears away. 

‘Hey…’ His voice was heard, as her eyes perked up at the familiarity of the voice. 

She looked up, and saw Bryce took a seat on the edge of the bed. His eyes look concerned. Casey sat beside him, as he took her hand in his, as he lets out a squeeze.

‘Sienna told me you had a bad night, you okay?’ his voice is a concern, as Casey is wiping her tears away.

‘I am okay now, it's just… one of those things you know.’ She tried to shrug it off as Bryce didn’t buy any of it. 

Bryce leans forward as he wipes a few tears away that was visible. She felt her cheeks flustered by the action. 

‘I know just the thing to cheer you up.’ His mischievous smile appears from out of the blue.

‘Hm?’ Casey is deeply interested in the ways to cure a broken heart after a break-up.

‘It’s a surprise. Get ready after your shift is done, meet me at the entrance!’ Bryce said with a wink without revealing the plan. 

‘Fine, I will see you in approximately 7 hours at the entrance.’ Casey lets out a reply with a hint of sarcasm as Bryce lets out a chuckle. 

He stood up to leave, as Casey took a hold of his wrist.

‘Thank you for stopping by.’ The smile on her face looked genuine, making him happy.

‘Anytime.’ He places a kiss on her knuckles before he left the room. A smile was present on her face, as she feels excited for what he has in mind. 

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After her shift is over, she changed into something more comfortable as she felt very excited about what Bryce has planned. As she was making her way to meet him, her mind wonders about him. He is Bryce Lahela, and he has been there for her since the very beginning. She never gets herself too close to people as she was with Zack at the moment, but… there is something about him that made her heart happy. 

He has the looks, and the hair was a bonus. But his heart was something else. He often thought he would be another frat guy who needs his ego to be stroke every minute. He is different, a good type of different. She remembers the first time he comforted her as always, he has been there from the very beginning. His arms around her, comforting her and support, was something she never expected to see from him. The thought of him is giving her butterflies, as she tried to erase the feeling away. She just broke up. She wasn’t supposed to feel that way. But her inner self was telling her the opposite. 

Her eyes lit up at the sight of him, waiting for her at the entrance. Casey quickens her steps as they leave the hospital, going to wherever Bryce had planned for them. 

The walk was quick, as they stopped in front of a rusty old building making her question his intentions to butchered her in an abandoned warehouse as he passes her organs to the wolves. She shakes her head, clearing her thoughts as Bryce leads her inside. The neon lights took her breath away as the sound of pins falling brought her back to reality. 

‘Where did you found this place?’ Casey said with awe as her eyes gaze upon the place. There were neon lights as far as she could go. The place is a neon wonderland for bowlers, as they made their way to the counter. 

‘I heard some doctors have been talking about it, as they called it a ‘hip’ spots in Boston.’ Bryce replies happily as he paid for their shoes and games.

‘Let me pay for it, Bryce.’ She was about to take out her purse before he stops her.

‘It's okay, tonight is my treat. Consider it a gift.’ Bryce said with a sly smile on his face, as Casey gives in.

‘But, I’ll be buying the food.’ She pointed out as Bryce laughs away, nodding along.

‘Fine. Now, let’s bowl!’  They took their shoes with a full enthusiasm as they make their way to their lane.

They were at lane #7, Casey immediately changed into their specialized shoes as Bryce inputs their name into the system. After a few moments, it is done. They are ready to bowl. 

The place was so beautiful that it distracts her from the game. Casey was about to bowl before Bryce called her,

‘I have an idea, the winner buys us a pizza?’ He smirked at the idea, as Casey smiled evilly.

‘You have come to the master territory, young child.’ Casey winks before she bowls, earning a perfect strike. 

‘Holy sm-‘ He was cut off by a group of high school students looking at them with an eyebrow raised. 

‘Is that all you got?’ The boy said as he observes Casey’s technique.

‘That was a lucky shot, girly. Here let me show you how it's done.’ A brunette stepped forward with a ball as she earned a strike. 

Casey lets out a scoff, 

‘That doesn’t mean its right for you to crash our game.’ 

They looked at her, and laugh with a mocking tone. 

‘Listen, let's do this the right way, shall we? If we lose, you will never see us again… but if we win. You will pay for our food for tonight, because I think both of us wanted to have a huge celebratory feast when we win. Right Cas?’ He turns to her, as Casey nods with full determination. 

The boy looks challenged as he and his friends get themselves ready to battle it out. Casey and Bryce look determined as they are ready to fight them.

------------------ ‘

It was their last game, as they were five points away from beating their opponents. It was 250 and 255 on the scoreboard as the boy is making his last throw. He manages to knock six out of the pins. Casey felt herself let out a small sigh of relief, but.. the nerves were still there. If they got a spare, their team would win. Casey is hoping silently, praying that they win. 

The ball is slowly rolling down the lane, as time was drifting. The nerves inside of her are growing as the ball hits the pins, and….

IT’S A SPLIT. 

Casey almost cheered as they saw their opponents final score to be 261. Bryce was smiling from ear-to-ear as they have a chance to win it all. It was Casey’s turn to bowl. She makes her way to her ball. Her hands were chilly from the nerves she was getting. She took a deep breath, as Bryce took a candid pic of her from behind before cheering her on. She lets the ball go, as both teams were focused on it. 

Casey held her hand covering her eyes, as the ball rolls on the smooth tiles. It was until she heard the pins dropped as she opened her eyes. 

Bryce coming from behind with enormous smiles as she scored a STRIKE! They heard the utter disappointment from the opposite team. But… none of it matters at the moment. Her eyes were gazing into his, as the world around them fades away. Casey felt herself feeling happy and free for the first time that day. She doesn’t know it is from the adrenaline or the happiness she felt with him.. but at that moment. Everything felt right as she leaned forward, as their lips meet.

Bryce returned the favor as they kissed for a few moments before letting go. Somehow, it felt like she was in a movie where they finally won the ultimate battle and it was the victory kiss where it was framed in those vintage portraits. After they pulled away, there was a bit of fear in her; the fear of not knowing what happens next. She looked at him with new happiness in her. As he returns the smile with a knowing smile of his own. 

‘We win!’ Both of them cheered as their opponents who look sad, as both of them made their way to the group.

‘We will pay for your food, don’t worry!’ The boy said defensively, as he was about to make his way to the café. 

Bryce looks at them with a sincere look on his face, 

‘It’s okay kid, you don’t have to do it.’ He places his hands on the boy’s shoulder as the boy look at him in disbelief. 

‘Are you sure?’ 

Bryce nods as he pats the kid on the back. 

‘It’s okay, in fact; it’s on me tonight.’ He said as the cheers erupt from the back, as Casey looked at him with a smile on her face.

‘You are something else’ She said as she placed a kiss on his cheek before they order the food for their ‘so-called’ opponents. 

‘Something good, I hope?’ He asked from the smiles , as she winks at him.

‘A woman never tells.’ Before they proceed on ordering the food. 

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They bought a huge order as the group ate happily. After the food is done, the boy from earlier approaches him. 

Bryce raised an eyebrow at his presence, 

‘I just want to say I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of that…’ The boy said with a sad tone, as Bryce just nods accepting the  apology. 

‘It’s okay kid, I enjoyed the game.’ 

'Are you sure? I can be full of myself and... it’s a bad habit of mine; not wanting to see anybody is better than me. ' The boy explains as Bryce turns to face him.

'I am sure, but.... next time, try to tone it down okay? I think your parents won't appreciate that you have been disturbing their customers.' He raised an eyebrow as the boy looked down on his feet; regret was seen on his face. Bryce pats his back and said.

'Bad habits seem to follow us anywhere but with the good people in life; it can get better.' He spoke up as his eyes fall on Casey who is chatting it down with the others. 

The boy followed his glance, and a smile appears on his face.

‘You love her, don’t you?’ He said as Bryce just laugh it off. 

‘Love is a huge word kid, but… there is no other word that could explain how I feel about her.’ His eyes never leaving her. 

‘Well, from the looks of it. She seems to be very lucky to have you.’ He said as he walks away to join the others. 

A moment later, he came back holding a small Polaroid which made him crossed out the source from an unknown flash from somewhere. Bryce took it in his hands, of her and Casey’s moment a few minutes ago. A smile curled upon his lips at the sight of the memory.

‘My mom told me the reason they built this place is for people to make new memories, and I think this one is for you.’ The boy said happily as Bryce held it in his hands.

‘It’s the very first of many.’ He replied with hope in his voice for many adventures to come with the one Casey Valentine.

Her eyes caught his as she showcased an enormous grin on her face. At that moment, she was ready for new beginnings. The first of everything with one Bryce Lahela.

THE END. 

A/N #2: Hii! Thank you so much for reading it and, I hope all of you enjoyed it! And, @thundergom​ I HOPE I DID JUSTICE TO YOUR AU!!! Have an awesome day/night everyone! 💖💖- A.

#bryce x mc #bryce lahela #open heart #casey valentine #bryce x casey #open heart fics #anotherbeingsworldwrites #fluff #bowling

[gtavicecityapp]

GTA Vice City Review: A Classic Never Goes Out Of Style

Parachute pants, big hair, and pale sports jackets may not be the height of style nowadays, but gamers were in the middle of a digital resurrection ten years ago. Grand Theft Auto Vice City rode about the enormous (and pleasant ) victory of GTAIII using a new setting, a much more character-driven narrative, and an elegant sandbox universe, which makes it a string popular even now. People who wish to relive the glory days of the 1980s (and 2002) may download the game on Google Play for only five dollars.

Can Vice City live up to expectations? Well, no and yes. The technical facets of the game, and Rockstar's ambitious dedication to the sandbox design, have not aged well. If you have played GTA-style games in recent years, Vice City will appear simplistic and laborious. The game's comparative absence of sophistication works nicely in the brand new mobile form factor on the flip side. People who are burnt out to the "everything to everybody" design of Grand Theft Auto IV (guy dates, anybody?) Will enjoy the simplicity. And as an interface, Vice City excels on high-powered hardware.

Crime Pays Pretty Well, Really

The narrative begins with Tommy Vercetti, a mafia guy. He has just been released from prison and delegated to emerging criminal possessions in Vice "no, it is not Miami, we swear" City. Players can build a criminal empire by stealing automobiles, busting drug prices, intimidating less elastic sellers, and even killing lots and lots of individuals. The narrative is amazingly coherent and plays out like a love letter to Scarface. Voice acting is strong - really, the actors and actresses much outclass their electronic avatars' capacity to express them.

Compared with the elderly Grand Theft Auto III, Vice City includes a lot of depth, even though it isn't immediately evident. A broader selection of weapons and automobiles (like bicycles and helicopters) will be the icing on a remarkably profound system of property and money laundering. Play about half the game, and you will have the ability to get and upgrade land, subsequently making you money. It's possible to invest this money in more and better hideouts and improved equipment. Coupled with more collectibles and side assignments than you can shake a 12-gauge at, Vice City provides about 30 hours of playtime directly through and at least 70 hours for completionists.

But moving straight through assignments in this sort of game is practically missing the point. You'll end up hard-pressed to withstand the desire to crash automobiles, race tanks, try out numerous challenges, and normally create the Vice City Police Department to make their cash. At times, the subtle and, sometimes, a not-so-subtle comedy that endures through the game should delight the twelve-year-old in you (also create the adult in you feel guilty). It goes without mentioning that this game isn't intended for children and should not be played with them between the picture representation of criminal behavior and novelty.

They Do Not Make' Em As They Used To

To a technical degree, Vice City is somewhat behind the times. Textures are flat and dull; draw space is almost zero, and also, the individual versions particularly seem like something from a 90s game. All these were forgivable back to the PlayStation because of the sheer extent of this game. Still, past an increase to a resolution that's thankfully flexible from the settings menu, there are not any improvements. To put it bluntly, the game is ugly, but that should make it much easier for older hardware to join in the fun. The screenshots in this review have been shot on a Transformer Prime, with settings maxed out.

On the plus side, this comparatively low degree of graphical elegance makes the game run amazingly well on Android. Vice City is quicker and more straightforward in my tablet computer than it had been in my own dusty old Xbox, also. As mentioned above, people who demand a little additional oomph in their hardware ought to have the ability to correct the digital resolution of this game to match. More annoying are the marginally older gambling conventions present: both the planning and leaping mechanics are annoying at best and utterly ruinous at worst. The simple fact your character dies almost immediately in water at a game consisting almost exclusively of islands remains incredibly annoying. These issues are not specific to the Android variant, but it is a slight bummer that Rockstar did not address them at the translation.

The highlight of this game's demonstration, today as then, is your sound. Total voice acting was uncommon back in the afternoon, and also professional, devoted focus on the figures was less. Combine this with Vice City's full complement of period-correct radio channels (and, of course, exceptionally entertaining faux chat channels ), and you would do yourself a disservice if you did not hear this game on a fantastic set of headphones.

Catch A Controller

This is generally the stage in the review in which I lament a game's touch-based controllers, and really, Vice City leaves a lot to be desired in this section. You can fix the camera by sliding in the center of the display, but what else is accomplished by onscreen buttons - lots of these. It is a complex game and demands many excellent controllers, particularly in these sections where you are working guns or flying vehicles.

The controls are responsive and quick, for the most part. I can not fault the designers for the intricacy of the game because simplifying the controllers will need gutting a lot of actual gameplay. If you are patient and well-coordinated, you should not find the touch controls a significant barrier to your enjoyment of this name.

Grand Theft Auto is supposed to be played with a gamepad. Recognizing that, Rockstar programmed complete gamepad support (such as the PowerA Moga, for all those who took advantage of this current free advertising ). After hammering in my Logitech gamepad, the digital controls automatically vanish, and the layout yields. There are a couple of hiccups; for instance, there's no visual indication regarding what to press to take a telephone call. But overall, it is a virtually perfect emulation of the classic gameplay. Throw in an HDMI adapter, and suddenly you are back in 2002 - with high-definition images to boot.

Conclusion

There are many slight issues with Grand Theft Auto: Vice City, the majority of which have already been with the game since its first edition. Meaning that it is challenging to play with no control, and it'll punish gamers used to more pliable, contemporary mobile games. However, for those willing to check beyond its flaws, the game is delightful and engaging as it had been a decade ago.

More than this, it is a beautiful price. While five dollars is on the other side for Android games, many games at the Play Store do not have the breadth and scope of Vice City, and they will not keep you going for months on end. If you are a casual fan of Grand Theft Auto or sandbox games, Vice City is essential. Otherwise, await the game to go on sale (it probably will at some stage ) and snag it afterward. You will not regret it.

#GTA Vice City #GTA #Vice City

[abybweisse]

@gkrosental Oh, I’ve blogged about this before, but it’s split between various posts. So, it might be hard to find. You can check my blog, though, for #advanced technology, #medical technology, #technological advances, #medical advances, #reaper technology, etc. Oh... and stuff like #george and #giygas....

For one thing, that’s not Sebastian’s mobile; it’s the one Vanel’s thugs have. He just takes it from one of them to talk to Vanel.

The other thing is that modern technology shows up in the manga quite frequently, and Yana-san explained once that it’s an alternate universe to begin with, and these things are, therefore, only... slightly anachronistic. Let’s not forget that our earl has some kind of television; it’s been vaguely mentioned by our earl and Finny, and much more directly mentioned by Soma. Funny thing about the TV is that our earl must not be the only one to have one, since John Brown mentions the same TV program to the crowd at the Crystal Palace; he promotes the rumor that the show is based on Queen Victoria! But yeah... some of them are definitely still anachronistic, even for the Kuroverse.

The reapers (and their superiors) have advanced technology. We know this for a fact; even ages ago, when Othello was newer to the reaper organization, he’s seen carrying around a box of computer parts, like a keyboard. Othello says that humans can get ahold of such knowledge through demon contracts, etc. Even though Sebastian hasn’t been told (that we know of) to “invent stuff for me” by our earl, we can pretty well assume that Funtom’s innovative toys come from a combination of our earl’s imagination and Sebastian’s demonic abilities. Funtom is best known for its Bitter Rabbits and candies, but they also sell video game consoles... with game controllers connected by wires. Indeed, Funtom sells a few things that you’d only expect the reapers to have. But it doesn’t end with Funtom, not even regarding video games. How else would Chlaus show up in ch1 with that game cartridge packaging for “Mouse3”? It was actually full of the drug evidence he’d brought back from Italy... but the packaging is probably legit.

I suspect that reapers, like Undertaker, also have an effect on the advancements that humans make... accelerating the process of innovation. Those dialysis machines are a perfect example. I’m not sure yet who actually built them. Perhaps Druitt, since he has a medical license? And because Undertaker saved him on the Campania for REASONS...?

At one point, during the murders arc, Charles Grey makes a comment that Germany’s about ten years ahead of where it should be; I’m not sure how he learned that (perhaps from John Brown?!?), but this means that the Kuroverse is dealing with an accelerated timeline for its technological advances. Characters like Grey and Othello acknowledge something is amiss. But, it’s complicated why it’s happening. Germany might have some reaper or demon/angel intervention, too, but they also have/had prodigies, like Sieglinde Sullivan. She managed something her parents, with all their learning and training, had failed to do. SuLin was the result. Idk how they got the rest of the advanced technology they are using, like radar and tanks. Divine intervention? Other geniuses? Since coming to Great Britain, Sieglinde has continued to shock and amaze with her latest inventions... which seem to be financially backed by the queen....

The reason I mentioned #george and #giygas is because of my main theory regarding Black Butler... that’s it’s largely based on a Nintendo game called Mother3. I mean, that’s what “Mouse3” by “Ninkyodo” refers to, after all. But, as I’ve said in many of my posts about this, it’s not just Mother3 being used for the manga series; it’s the entire game series. And this topic is one of those situations that requires going all the way back to the first installment: Mother. In the US, it was titled EarthBound: Beginnings.

In Mother, a young alien, named Giygas (the translation varies, but this is one of the common ones), is traveling from their home planet, populated by this technologically advanced civilization. Their spacecraft crash lands on Earth and they are taken in by a couple, named George and Maria. They raise them as their own, and they later manage to travel with Giygas back towards their home planet, and Maria stays there... but George returns to Earth... with stolen technology, which he continues to research... and spreads around to other humans. Giygas is sent by their superiors to stop George, because the alien race is worried that humans will eventually use their own technology against them. However, George has died by the time Giygas returns to Earth, so they decide to target George’s descendants. Humans have started to incorporate the knowledge that George brought back; it’s even showing up in some humans’ natural abilities, as if it’s being genetically inherited. We meet one of those descendants, Ninten. He, with the help of friends, has to collect melodies from a song and sing it to Queen Mary, who is... kind of like Maria... but on another plane of existence, called Magicant.

Later, Ness (in Mother2, aka EarthBound) and his pals have to fight people who are under Giygas’ power, including a rather bothersome and wholly self-centered boy named Pokey Minch. By now, Giygas has been driven mad by his futile attempts to stop the spread of this stolen technology and knowledge. Then they have to fight Pokey Minch again, but Pokey has been drastically changed by time-traveling equipment he stole from a human inventor (Dr. Andonuts). Ness and his friends have to fight not just this futuristic version of Pokey but also an unhinged and unleashed version of Giygas; the alien has lost their physical form and now exists as an evil force of immense power. Through prayer (mostly), Ness and his friends are able to banish ... perhaps truly destroy... Giygas, but Pokey escapes to cause problems yet another time.

With Mother3, which never got a worldwide release (which is why Chlaus says in Black Butler that “Mouse3” [and the drugs] were hard to get ahold of in Italy), mirror twin brothers Claus and Lucas get separated after their mother is killed (and their father is too full of grief to help them). Claus ends up missing (he’s dead at the bottom of a cliff), and Lucas and the family dog, Boney, go on a quest to avenge his family. Lucas, Boney, and friends they make have to defeat King Porky; King Porky is what the time-traveling Pokey Minch decides to call himself when he travels to this future setting and settles down to become a tyrant. Giygas seems to be gone, but King Porky still follows Giygas’ destructive life path. King Porky is obsessed with popularity and technological advances. And, at some point, the lifeless body of Claus gets turned into a Fascinating Chimera, and the mirror twin brothers have to compete to fulfill a prophecy... of waking the Dark Dragon. Dr. Andonuts was previously forced to help King Porky, but even he eventually gets revenge.

I have a lot of posts about Mother3 theory, and I’m trying to focus here on a particular aspect, so here are some parallels, particularly regarding technology:

Our earl — Lucas

Real Ciel — Claus

Sebastian, under contract — Boney, the loyal family dog

Sebastian, aka the “Black Butler”, once the contract is fulfilled — Dark Dragon, particularly once the prophecy is fulfilled

Undertaker, bringing otherworldly technology to humans — George

Reaper superiors and/or John Brown — the original manifestation of Giygas and that alien race

Reapers, in general — Magypsies, in general

Prince Soma — Pokey Minch

Prince Soma with the Right Hand of Kali — Pokey Minch with the unhinged Giygas (This parallel would be further strengthened if Prince Soma ends up stealing anything out of Sieglinde’s lab or convinces her to make any sort of contraption for him.)

Queen Victoria, who demands unwavering loyalty and is trying to increase Great Britain’s power through technology and new infrastructure — King Porky, who demands the same and is also focused on infrustrucfure, technology, innovation, etc.

Queen Victoria with John Brown — King Porky drunk on unbridled power, basing his actions on what he thinks Giygas would want of him.

Undertaker, inventor of Bizarre Dolls — Dr. Andonuts, inventor of Fascinating Chimera

Sieglinde, chemist and inventor of various contraptions — Dr. Andonuts (also his younger version, Lloyd), inventor of various contraptions

There are so many other parallels, not just in characters and plots, but also in their timelines. However, like I said... I’m trying to focus on your ask regarding technological anachronisms.

TL/DR: It’s definitely supposed to be the Victorian era, but it’s an alternative universe to our own, so it took some different paths along the historical timeline. Add to that the fact that reapers and demons/angels (or other supernatural beings, like gods) have been intervening in human lives, and advanced technologies and innovations have been introduced along the way because of it.

There are lots of examples of this throughout the series, including the mobile phone used by Vanel’s thugs (Sebastian grabbed theirs; he doesn’t have one of his own). Other examples include TVs, video game consoles, war tanks, radar, and all the contraptions Sieglinde makes for herself and for others, like the Phantom Five.

This all works just dandy with my theory that the manga series is largely based on Nintendo’s Mother game series, since both deal quite a bit with “stolen” technology and runaway technology/innovation.

Thanks for the ask and for letting me screenshot the message to answer in a post. 😊

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #advanced technology #medical advances #reaper technology #reaper abilities #reaper realm #mother3 #george #giygas #undertaker #john brown #sebastian michaelis #earl phantomhive #our earl #othello #reapers #grim reapers #sieglinde sullivan #charles grey #germany #great britain #gkrosental #asks #i answer #answered asks #long post #long reads #feb 16 2020 #corrected

[fivestheearctrooper]

Yesterday I had talked w  @ollovae3  and when I saw this idea,I kinda ran with it and this is where it all ended up.

So these are the OC’s I made

Butch: Orange “Reyna Moran”

Emby: Peach “Rue Tal”

Femme: White “Gaia Minerva”

Femme: Light Pink “Suki Tumé”

Butch: Magenta “Nani Aviva”

I liked the idea of them all being roommates so they all live in a flat above Gaia’s bookstore and Howzer will occasionally crash on their couch for a couple nights whenever he’s on shore leave or just come and hang out for a game or movie night (with coffee ofc)

And if Howzer dies, i'm not gonna give a flying fuck, in my mind, he gets to live happily ever after with his lesbian besties

I took screenshots instead of copy and pasting because I wanted to put this all in one post. A couple of them are loosely based off of some of my close friends with their permission. And I added stuff that isn’t in the SW universe for the hell of it (Movies, Music, TV Shows, etc)

And for the additional headcanons list, I or some of my friends have actually done a couple of those things.

So with further ad, here’s the writings of a lesbian on a caffeine high with absolutely nothing better to do

#star wars #star wars the clone wars #captain howzer #star wars oc #clone wars oc #twi’lek oc