#but there's a character limit on steam collections

[black-rose-writings]

My favorite videogame genre, btw

#lucius game #fran bow #kindergarten game #warframe #wanted to add the eldritch abomination that's responsible for all the murders #but there's a character limit on steam collections #Only realized warframe counted later #which is strange considering I have a reasonable number of hours on the other games and 1300+ on WF #don't judge I had a lot of boring online classes in 2020/2021

[craisinsensation1029]

Figure For Your Troubles

Toji Fushiguro

shoutout to a friend that gave me a bratty reader prompt hehe

fem reader, established relationship, bratty behavior, brat tamer toji??, lil Daddy kink, teasing, like a sentence of p in v smut

~900 words

MDNI

“I already said no,” Toji says, not even bothering to avert his gaze from the television as you stand at the side of the couch. 

“Daddy, please,” you pout, uselessly holding up the phone screen with the new figure you want. It’s a limited release, hand made nude figure with interchangeable parts, an absolute necessity for your collection. 

Toji doesn’t understand why you want these toys considering you already have so many. They’re all the same character just in different poses and sizes, he doesn’t see the appeal at all. 

“No,” he snaps, furrowing his brow as he turns to face you. “You have enough. Stop asking me.”

Third time's supposed to be the charm. What his problem is, you don’t know. What you do know is that if you don’t get that figure, no one is going to be happy. 

“Fine.” With a stomp, you turn on your heel and make your way out the door. What better way to blow off some steam than to run up a few thousand dollars on his credit card. 

Toji knows you’re just in a mood, evident by all the purchase notifications he’s getting on his phone. He figures once you get some new shoes, or purses, or whatever the fuck it is that costs so much money at the mall you’ll be fine. 

But no. He’s proven wrong when you walk into your shared apartment, bypassing him as he asks, “Did you get anything good? Think you set a record for how much you spent in an hour today.”

He follows you into your shared bedroom as you unpack the bags, not even bothering to acknowledge his existence. “I asked if you got anything good,” he repeats. But he isn’t dignified with a response. He’s only met with your back as you hang clothes in the closet and your side profile as you sit on the bed and turn on the television.

He only scoffs and returns to the living room, expecting your affections to return later in the night. 

He’s wrong though, so wrong since he’s ignored once again. All of his greetings fall on deaf ears as you maneuver around the apartment. Any attempt to speak to you only results in a blank stare if he’s lucky. 

“What’s with you?” he grits out after a third day of silence, standing in the doorway of the bathroom as you open the door to exit.

“Gonna buy me that figure?” you question, innocence painted on your face.

“No.” The innocence vanishes, and you push past him to do… whatever it is you’ve been doing while ignoring him.

After a few more days of radio silence, opting to not even be in the same room as him, throwing his arm off of you at any attempts to cuddle, you know you almost have him where you want him. It’s time to get that figure, it’s time to kick it up a notch.

Toji’s sitting on the couch, all but sulking when you enter the space. Of course you don’t look at him, but he looks at you. Tiny tank top with your cute little nipples protruding, even tinier skirt that you wear around the house because there isn’t a damn occasion for you to be wearing it outside. Not with the way he can see both of your cheeks beneath it.

Do you need anything from the stand the television is on? No, you don’t. Just his attention. So you stand in front of him and bend over, mindlessly rifling through the drawers only full of batteries and old remote controls.

“You need help looking for something, baby?” Toji asks, already feeling his cock growing too big for his sweats. He clears his throat when your ass sways from side to side, pretty pussy on display. “I can help you.”

All you do is bend over further, finding the array of double and triple A batteries to be oh so interesting. Toji says nothing as he watches, palming his cock over his sweats. “Baby, what do you need?”

He should know what you need by now, you don’t even know why he’s asking. You turn to face him, soft smile gracing your face as you watch him palm his cock. His eyes bore into yours as you walk over to the door, bending over way more than necessary to slip your feet into your shoes, working to tie the laces.

“What are you doing?” That skirt with no panties? He’s ignored as you finish securing one of the laces, moving your hands to get the other one tied. “What are you doing?” he asks, more firmly this time.

You only stick your tongue out at him as your hand reaches for your keys on the hook by the door.

And that does it. 

In all but two steps he makes his way over to you, making you stand upright as he presses his hardened cock against your ass. “You’re a fucking brat, I hope and know that.”

And how can a brat really complain when your shiny new figure is sitting on your shelf in all its nude glory.

“Thank you, D-Daddy,” you whine as he bounces you on his cock in his lap.

“Yeah, yeah,” he grits out, hand landing hard on your ass. “Don’t even try some shit like that again.”

#jjk smut #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #toji x reader #toji x you #toji smut #toji x y/n #toji fushigro x reader #toji fushiguro #toji fushiguro x you #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro smut #ebs writes #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[vgperson]

What Did I Do In 2023?

Whatever I wanted, mostly.

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As I mentioned last year, my site now has an RSS feed with basically everything I've done back to 2020, so this will mainly be going over the same stuff from that, just with added context.

In January, I finally sat down and properly realized an idea for a short story I'd had sitting around for a while: From the Sidelines, about a fantasy RPG expedition going sideways. I remain very proud of it in both concept and execution, and hope people read it.

In February, Your Turn To Die was released on Steam Early Access, receiving character profiles and some bonus mini-episodes, adding two more later in the year.

After finishing From the Sidelines, I carried that momentum to revisit my Ut0p1a story series about funny computer animals. I'd always meant to continue it - and conclude it - but hadn't been satisfied with the ideas I had for it until totally rethinking them this year. In March, I posted the remaining stories one after another: Right to Code and Left to Code. I'm very proud of these as well. Also in March, Kenshi Yonezu released LADY. (Video, interview)

In April, Uri released the Data Book of the Strange Men Series, a big collection of the writing she's done on the games in the series, with a lot of new parts as well, all translated by me.

Then in May... uh, well, let's see. In April, Capcom released the Mega Man Battle Network Legacy Collection. I always adored the Battle Network games, and was initially excited that they finally did the thing... but by the time it came out, I was pretty disappointed by how, while you certainly couldn't call them low-effort ports, the effort didn't extend everywhere I thought it should, with the biggest offenders being the total absence of any "convenience features" except Buster Max Mode, the bad font, and the almost entirely untouched translations.

So, I ended up deciding I might as well just replay the originals, and that was a fun time (aside from the parts that were bad). Doing this, I couldn't help but notice how... turbulent the translations were, even if I'd always known they were less than ideal. I mean, the first two games just used periods for ellipses despite the tight character limits, then in BN3 they had an ellipsis character... but it's center-aligned, Japanese-style? Aside from the intro, which has normal ones? Gosh, somebody should fix that - it's simple enough to find and edit in YY-CHR. "JapanMan" is silly, too - I wonder if anybody made a patch for that? Wait, what do you mean there's just a tool to extract and insert text in all the Battle Network games including the Legacy Collection???

Thus began a journey that sort of occupied the rest of my year. First I did the BN3 Translation Revision, trying not to worry too much about cross-referencing the Japanese text unless something seemed wrong, so that I didn't spend too long on the project. Then I began to consider BN2, with its unfortunate "foreigner" text that would need some more significant reworking. I established more convenient tools for comparing with the Japanese script, and thus did a much more thorough job with it, releasing the BN2 Translation Revision in June (AKA Princess Pride Month).

Finally, after giving myself time to recover and actually finish replaying the series, I knew what I had to do to close things out. With the BN4 Translation Revision, you can finally play Battle Network 4 with a translation that isn't such a mess. Whether you'd want to is for you to decide, though if you can get over the structure, I don't think it's the worst game in the series by any means. (Oh, and in December I also updated the BN3 Revision to 1.1, doing a thorough pass with the methods I'd honed. But I think I'm pretty much good on MMBN translations now.)

Anyway, backtracking to other things that happened during my Battle Network haze... June had Kenshi Yonezu's Moongazing (video, interview), and July had Globe (video, interview, interview).

Last but not least, released in November, I translated Refind Self: The Personality Test Game, a short game from Lizardry (creator of 7 Days to End with You) with a fun concept.

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Obviously I was right to have said "no promises" last year. But really, Your Turn To Die should get its final part on Steam sometime next year, maybe even early-ish in it. That's certainly the goal.

I'm also hoping to buckle down and finish one of my own games, but as usual, who knows how that'll pan out. Letting my whims carry me this year let me finally finish From the Sidelines and Ut0p1a, which was great, and it also led me down a Battle Network rabbit hole, which was... fine, but definitely for a narrower audience. I'd always like to get back to more free game translations and the like, too, but it takes effort to find things I'd want to translate. For now, I think my increasing desire to be able to let loose some of these original games I've been planning, and the stories in them, might come out on top.

#vgperson

[satoshi-mochida]

Little Goody Two Shoes launches October 31

Gematsu Source

Horror RPG Little Goody Two Shoes will launch for PlayStation 5, Xbox Series, Switch, and PC via Steam on October 31, publisher Square Enix Collective and developer AstralShift announced. A demo is available now for PC as part of Steam Next Fest: Fall 2023.

Here is an overview of the game, via its Steam page:

Dive into the Fairytale

There once was Elise , a vibrant and ambitious young lass with a big dream—becoming filthy rich. In spite of this, the stars didn’t seem to have reserved our protagonist much fortune in life. Elise, who came from humble beginnings, had no choice but to spend her days away assisting her fellow neighbors with menial tasks to make a living. One day, Elise discovers a pair of beautiful shiny red shoes buried in her backyard—what a surprise! Bewitched, Elise embarks on a fearful journey that pulls her closer and closer into the heart of the mysterious Woods! Will Elise risk it all for the sake of a dream come true, or settle for her humble day-to-day life? The ending of this tale is yours to write…

Venture into the Woods

Little Goody Two Shoes is a horror narrative adventure game, set in a hand-painted fairy tale environment. There are 10 But there’s more than meets the eye here, as you must also manage multiple aspects of Elise’s life in the village to stay alive. Remember, all decisions matter in this story! During the day, you will need to strengthen Elise’s bonds with her fellow villagers and work to make a living by playing fun minigames. But once the moon rises, make sure to keep Elise fed, healthy and sane in the multiple encounters with deadly foes as she makes her way further into the Woods.

Key Features

Kieferberg is a small and devout village, which means Elise will need to carefully navigate her relationships with the villagers to avoid arousing suspicion of witchcraft and be left to die in the Woods as punishment.

At night, Elise can roam around the Woodlands, a mystical and phantasmagorical realm where enigmas and deadly enemies await as she tries to uncover its secrets.

Through a limited day and night cycle Elise will need to carefully manage her needs if she wants to stay alive to finish her tale.

Get struck by Cupid’s arrow and fall in love with the charming bachelorettes of Kieferberg. In this all-female cast of romanceable characters, unlock dreamy date scenes and storylines for each of them.

Watch a new trailer below.

Release Date Trailer

#Little Goody Two Shoes #AstralShift #Square Enix Collective #RPG Horror #RPG #Horror Game #Gematsu #Youtube

[kotaloyelysiumevents]

Valentine's Mini Prompts Masterlist!

There was a (late created) mini prompts event for Valentine's Day. 5 days, 2 prompts a day, for anything people felt like doing from drabbles and sketches to full fics and beyond. Short notice, but lots of enthusiasm! 💖 (please note fic ratings are always based on the Ao3 format and all Aloy/Kotallo unless marked!)

Day 1 - 10th of Feb 🖐️ hands / touch 🔇 'Shh…. they'll hear us'

📝 I wear your marks with pride (M) by @koteevna Meridian is filled with small nooks and crannies where two people can love each other without limits

📝 Hands (T) by @murmeringwhisper A quiet moment between Aloy and Kotallo.

🎨 🖐️ Hands/Touch by @quiche-draws

📝 Quiet (E) by @fogsblue Aloy wants Kotallo to lose his well earned control. He has other plans.

📝 Best in the West (E) by @r4diate-love They've got a few minutes to kill before having to be in Chainscrape…

📝 It's okay to be not okay (NR) by Fallen2theVirus (Kotallo/Female Character) He looked at her, assessing, still not moving. She rolled her eyes, letting out a sigh - »Come on, Marshal. Don’t tell me you are afraid of a little bit of ‘holding hands’!«

📝 A soft touch (T) by @beyondbendingsky She was the one that had asked to take time to explore this newfound intimacy between them. Day 2 and beyond under the cut!

Day 2 - 11th of Feb 👀 things I notice about the other person that no one else does 🙌 Touch starved

📝 Never Again (M) by @r4diate-love Memories… (touch starved)

📝 a welcome touch (G) by @fogsblue Kotallo sees the way Aloy startles momentarily at each friendly, familial touch before she leans into them...

📝The Way... (NR) by Fallen2theVirus things I notice about the other person that no one else does

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Day 3 - 12th of Feb 😏 Shenanigans at the Carja peace summit in Meridian 🚿 steamy showers after long battles

📝 Bathtime fun (E) by @fogsblue Aloy doesn't like Carjan nobles, but a relaxing bath can improve her mood, especially if Kotallo is willing to help out.

📝 Shower (E) by @murmeringwhisper Aloy and Kotallo wind down after a long battle.

📝 Hangry (E) by @r4diate-love Aloy rolls her eyes. Finally today's meetings are over. Time to blow off some steam!

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Day 4 - 13th of Feb ♻️ "I didn't want to fall in love, not at all. But at some point you smiled, and, holy shit, I blew it." 🕵️‍♂️ Sneaking away from an official event

📝 Careful (E) by @r4diate-love What happens at the King's dinner…

🎦 “I didn’t want to fall in love, not at all. But at some point you smiled.” by @charger-lens

📝 I didn't mean to... (G) by @fogsblue "I didn’t mean to fall in love with you"

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Day 5 - 14th of Feb 😲 The '….oh' moment ✅ Leaving marks / Biting / Hickeys

📝 muddy moments (T) by @fogsblue Kotallo wasn't expecting a life changing realisation today, but then there's the mud.

📝 The Luckiest Man (T) by @r4diate-love Softness

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Chapter fics that cover multiple days!

Second verse (E) by @shipperobsession Aloy has doubts, Kotallo has answers. Stories from a life lived together. Chapter 1: "Shh… They'll hear us" Chapter 2: "Touch starved" Chapter 3: "Steamy showers after long battles" Chapter 4: "Sneaking away from an official event" Chapter 5: "Leaving marks / biting / Hickeys"

The Mark of Love (T) by TheArtseeWinks These two are very much in love with each other. Chapter 1: Hands/Touch Chapter 2: Things I Notice About the Other Person That No One Else Does Chapter 3: Shenanigans at the Carja Peace Summit Chapter 4: "I Didn't Want to Fall in Love. Not at All. But at Some Point You Smiled and Holy Shit I Blew It." Chapter 5: The 'Oh' Moment

The Marshal's Moments (E) by @mayalli A collection of drabbles from Kotallo’s point of view. Chapter 1: Shh Chapter 2: Things I Notice Chapter 3: Shenanigans in Meridian Chapter 4: I didn’t want to fall in love Chapter 5: Marks

Tell Me You Love Me (M) by @goodvibrationsmp3 Day 1: Hands/touch + “Shh… they’ll hear us" Day 2: Touch-starved

Valentine's Mini Prompt Challenge (G) by @dino-trash-kieran (Kotallo/Talanah) Chapter 1: Hands/Touch Chapter 2: Noticing Things No-one Else Does Chapter 3: Shenanigans at the Peace Summit

Valentine's Mini Prompt Challenge (After Dark) by @dino-trash-kieran (Kotallo/Talanah) Chapter 1: Shh, They'll Hear Us Chapter 2: Touch Starved Chapter 3: A Steamy Shower Chapter 4: Sneaking Away

When Mountain Meets Sky by @quiche-draws Day 3: Caught - Shenanigans at the Carja peace summit in Meridian Day 4: Tempt - Sneaking away from an official event Day 5: Love - The '...Oh' Moment"

Kotaloy Elysium Valentine Prompts (T) by @cotanerd Chapter 1: Hands / Touch Chapter 2: Touch starved Chapter 3: Shenanigans at the Carja peace summit in Meridian Chapter 4: Sneaking away from an official event Chapter 5: Leaving marks

#kotaloy elysium events #kotaloy #aloy #kotallo #aloy x kotallo #horizon forbidden west

[thecameronchronicles]

Billy

TW: darkJJ. Smut. Language. Degrading Language. Blood. DomJJ. Knife play. 

SUMMARY: JJ acts out his greatest fantasy tonight, on Halloween. 

WORD COUNT: 1600

*original concept*

Billy

JJ Maybank was completely obsessed with the idea of Billy Loomis as Ghostface. So much so that he knew the lines before he knew his multiplication tables, dressing up in the handmade costume as he couldn't afford off of any rack, and even drifted off into scenarios in daydreaming the release he could have in acting behind that very mask. But there was one thing he was more obsessed with, and that was you. Of course, you never noticed this as he had always done so from afar among his collective of Pogues while you remained chained to the offspring of Kooklandia. But tonight, after years of watching you from a distance, he didn't just want to act on the cover of a mask for his desires. He needed to.

You walked home from the costume party, half buzzed and half high, completely unaware of the figure in the darkness. Even though he didn't have to follow you home as he knew where you lived the first week he had unofficially ‘met’ you after following you home just to get a glimpse of you out of the full Kook element, he had still followed behind your lead just for the thrill of it. 

"I'm going to bed-" You called to your parents, who were asleep on the couch, completely hammered or exhausted, as they wouldn't even budge to your voice or the sound of the door coming to a close. You were somewhat relieved as you wouldn't have to hide the effects of your morally grey indulgences and could just go to your room. But as you slipped out of the cheerleader uniform, one in a set of three of your friends, you found the water from the shower had never felt quite this perfect. Soothing your calves from having danced well beyond your limit as well as the nausea in your stomach from too much alcohol and not enough food, you moved out of the shower and past the mirror, completely oblivious to the message written in steam saying the coquettish tease of 'you're mine' written by an eager finger. 

You thought of just what photos of tonight you would publish on Instagram as you prepared yourself for bed, the toothbrush halfway out of your mouth as you moved to the mirror on the back of your closet to multitask in grabbing a pair of pajamas. That was when you saw him. Clad in that black costume and statement mask making up his character. But before you could scream a knife was brought to your throat, pushed close enough to your skin to understand it was certainly not a prop. 

"Please…" You whimpered, "Please don't hurt me…" He smirked from beneath the mask, always knowing just how pretty you would sound, never quite expecting how his cock would respond so eagerly. You felt this, your cheeks flushed at the sick eroticism he found in this as it disgusted you that you felt the same thrill. You tried to rationalize it as having been a way to endure this moment with some semblance of sanity on the other side. But you knew it was more than that. It was the fact you were bored with guys on Figure Eight. The ones that took you to all the lavish restaurants but spent the entire date talking about themselves, girls before you, or distracted in their phones. And this, whoever was behind that mask, made you question your own sanity as you felt him push the blade harder against your skin. 

"Please-" But with this, you would only be pushed harder against your closet door, his mask falling to showcase where he had been in observation of your body. The only thing keeping you modest having been a towel that suddenly seemed far too thin. 

A sudden hold to its loose knot would send you into the direction of the bed, your body scrambling to twist free from a grip, before the blade returned to your throat. But his ambition suddenly came to your bedside drawer, a specific section of your small piece of furniture, that held something private, solely to you. 

A vibrator. 

Your eyes widened as you went to move, the blade pressed just enough to draw a thin line of blood. The second it came to the blade, the steel was on its way beneath his mask. Lifting it just enough to reveal his tongue, he would lick your blood from it he knife’s edge before grinning. But with a lack of threat from the weapon, you kicked towards his face, scrambling for the door, but being apprehended by your ankle and your head coming to a painful collision onto the floor in front of you. 

"Nobody is coming for you " He spoke as he turned you on your back. 

"Please!" You tried to call for hemp but you watched his chest only rise as he lifted the mask upwards. 

"JJ?" You were beyond confused. To start, he was always boisterous and even bubbly in terms of a persona. Not dark or twisted. Always quick to defend his friends, but never…sinister. And this was now he appeared. Even more so with the blood now dripping dripping a lip torn by your attempts to escape. 

"I've been waiting a long time for this…" He kept you in this straddle, pulling off his black covering and appearing to you in only a white tee and jeans, alternating from Ghostface to Billy Loomis by a single disregard for clothing. 

"Help, mom! Dad!" He brought the knife back to your throat. 

"Your parents aren't going to help you…I already took care of them." Your eyes widened as he smirked. 

"Calm down. I didn't kill them. Although I could have…I just put pills in their nightcaps…always predictable…just…like…you…" He reached for the vibrator as your eyes widened. 

"Always using this little toy because nobody can fuck you properly…But I've been watching you for so long…I know how to be better."

"Please JJ-"

"Since you asked so nicely…" In a second, the towel was opened rough to expose your arousal as he began sloe with the vibrator, your legs trembling from the second of contact as your eyes pulled into a roll. 

"I know you need it. And I'm gonna give you exactly what you deserve…"

"Plesse-"

"I always knew you were gonna sound so pretty when you beg but, fuck sweetheart…that's even better than I imagined…" He increased the speed of the toy as you wrapped your hands around his wrist as he chuckled. 

"Could make you come in seconds if I wanted…I know exactly what it takes to make you come."

"Please JJ!" You whimpered, a face twisted in pain, but a body reacting in pleasure. Pleasure increased by the sudden arrival of his teeth to your breast. 

"Maybe I should leave marks all over your body so all those other assholes know that you've been fucked well, hmm? Leave ‘em on your thighs….on your ass…or I could just keep my cock buried inside of you…leave my cum dripping-"

Again, an increase of sensations brought you into further tremors. 

"Oh that's it isn't it? THAT is the spot for you, right? Good fucking whore…"

"Please JJ, dont!"

"Don’t?"

"Don't stop!" You pleaded as his smile lifted in amusement. 

"You really ARE a whore, aren't you? Letting some psycho with a knife make you come?" 

"Please…I'll be good…I need you inside me-"

"I don't know if I can trust-" You took your second hand to the wrist around the knife, pulling it deeper to your throat. 

"Please! I'm so fucking close!" 

"You wanna polish the blade with your cum, don't you baby?"

"I want to come on you! I just want to come, please!" 

"Wider then. Othose legs wider…you're gonna get fucked like the whore you are." He was unbuckled and inside of you in seconds, your knees hiked at his hips, as he now pulled the blade to your lips. 

"I just know you're good with your mouth…I've seen you suck off the quarterback and he doesn't deserve it. But you do anything stupid and those pretty little lips are gonna take my cum being all cut up. Don't make me hurt you-"

"Harder JJ! Please!" You cried as he nodded, the knife eventually removed for a replacement of his hand wrapped around your jaw as he quickened his paces. 

"I'm gonna come and you're gonna take it all-"

"Yes! Fuck yes!"

"Yeah? Dirty girl want me to come inside?" 

"Harder!" You begged as you wrapped your grip tighter around his wrist, prompting him to strangle you. 

"Turn the fuck over, whores don't get to be on their backs-" You were positioned onto your knees and your palms before feeling his thrusts return to you. Harsh grips and further words of degradation sent you spilling over your edge as he was quick to follow. 

"Trick or Treat, bitch." He spat into your ear, releasing the grip formerly held around your neck, before drawing the blade to your ass. A sudden sting made you turn back to face him. 

"What are you-"

"Now you're mine. Proof that your ass is,anyway. Good luck having anyone else fuck you when my name is right there. Any bikini you wear…I'll be right there…anytime you get smacked, you'll remember the pain and pleasure of tonight…"

"JJ-"

"That's right baby. That's the only name you need to worry about from now on." He brought the knife to his tongue one final time, licking you off of it. 

"Because I'm not letting you go…”

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#jjmaybank #jj maybank x reader #jjsmut #jj maybank smut #jj maybank #ghostface #billy loomis #scream #halloween #outer banks #outer banks fanfiction #obx #outerbanks

[juletheghoul]

Vignette

AN: I decided to test myself by creating a writing challenge for myself, and it turned into this. It also helped that House of the Dragon has put me into an Oberyn mood. Quick thank you to my girl @wheresarizona for the amazing moodboard and for her general awesomeness as well as my wifey @foli-vora for letting me bombard her with this. Hope you enjoy xox.

Pairing; coded as Oberyn Martell x f!reader - (no use of his name, this could be read as a choose your own character)

Warnings;  piv sex (wrap it up), fingering, dirty talk, implied heartbreak, Creampie, pornographic photography, let me know if I missed anything

Word count; 3.8k

reblogs are appreciated

Masterlist

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He was intense, but not in an intentional way-it seemed to go way beyond that. 

Maybe it was his gaze, the way you knew instinctively that he saw everything, saw your sad smile and your nervously fidgeting hands. He saw the spectre of heartbreak that curled around you like smoke, the invisible weight that on a bad day- affected your very posture. 

“Feel free to make yourself comfortable, nothing will happen for now, I’d like to start by talking about what will happen today.” He gestured to the middle of his almost decadent space, the soft lilt in his voice reassuring. It was small, and filled with treasures, endless framed pictures and artworks hung in no discernible pattern on the emerald green wall. There was a massive rattan basket chair filled with cushions and plush blankets in a corner, the fading sunlight streaming in through the window would make the pictures taken there gorgeous. 

“Sure, just anywhere?” You set down your bag and stood beside the chair, pausing to admire the lush plants in the space. 

“In the chair would be wonderful, we’ll most likely begin there.” He had a table set up opposite the chair, on that table were a few cameras and lenses, what you imagined were boxes of film along with a stool he now moved to sit across from you. He paused before taking his seat- “Can I offer you something to drink? I have bottled water as well as a few different kinds of tea, I could make coffee?” He stood, head tilted. 

“Um - water would be great, thank you.” You sank into the chair, slightly surprised at how comfortable it was.

I suppose it would have to be for this sort of thing. 

“I uh- I’ve never done anything like this before.” You tried to laugh a bit, but it sounded disingenuous, instead resorting to a small smile when he handed you the water bottle. 

“That’s okay- it’s a little unorthodox but my clients have been very happy with the results.” He sits finally, his body language conveying how comfortable he is. “I’ve booked you as my only appointment today so there’s no time limit, I pulled out quite a bit of film so don’t worry about running out or having to get the perfect shot, your only job today is to be yourself and forget about the camera.” He grabs a mug from a small table, it steams and the smell of jasmine fills the air. “For obvious reasons, I don’t use digital cameras. The pictures I take are only hard copy, any and all negatives you either take with you, or I keep in my private collection and you have my guarantee that they don’t end up anywhere but my portfolio. Now-” He smiles, his lively brown eyes bore into yours in a way that makes your heart race slightly. “-any questions for me?” He sips at his tea again, his attention solely focused on you. 

“Oh-” You’d had a few questions on the way over but sitting there, in the plush chair opposite this handsome, comforting man they were hard to get a grasp of. You took a sip of the water to stall while you gathered your thoughts. “How long do these sessions usually take?” 

“It varies, really depends on the person or people-” Your eyes widened and he smiled warmly. “You’d be surprised to know a lot of my clients are married or long term couples, people who want to document their intimacy, in a tasteful way. Professional more like, it’s hard to take nudes sometimes.” He laughs and you join. It made sense, an ex of yours had convinced you to record once and the whole experience had ended in laughter. “I also do regular portraits, I do regular boudoir shoots, intimacy shots, tasteful nudity and even some not so tasteful stuff. I capture whatever the client wants to capture and sometimes - I even join in. It’s all a matter of comfort.”

Your eyebrows rose into your hairline and all at once you imagined how he’d kiss, how his facial hair would feel on your face, on your breasts and on your thighs. You took a deep, steadying breath. 

“Have you or one of your clients ever stopped a session?” You fiddled with the fringed edge of the cushion beside you. 

“Yes, I’ve had a client say they wanted to stop because their heart wasn’t in it - they came back a few days later and the second shoot turned out noticeably better. I have had to stop a session with a couple because I wasn’t comfortable with what they wanted me to document. It happens, we’re only humans and I try not to judge anyone too harshly. I will check in with you constantly.” You nodded along, curious as to what could have made him cancel mid-appointment. “I feel like there is something you aren’t saying.”

“Am I that transparent?” His eyes had a way of holding your gaze, of drawing you in despite the heat crawling up your neck. 

“I pride myself in my ability to read people, it makes me good at my job.” He smiled as he sat there, cross-legged and completely at ease. 

“Well, you aren’t what I imagined, I mean to say- you aren’t what I pictured when we spoke over the phone.” And he wasn’t, he looked like some lost emperor, his face regal, his movements elegant. This was a man who was in total control of his body.

“Am I an improvement? Or a disappointment?” His voice was neutral, a twinkle in his eye- an understanding that he could read the answer in your fidgeting.

“I think you know.” A nervous laugh fills the room from both of you and suddenly you understand why clients would ask him to join.

“I think I do as well, but words are paramount- I need you to communicate with me if this will work.” He set his cup down and stood, reaching over for the first camera as he smiled. “Nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen- but if there is something you want, you must open that pretty mouth and say it out loud.” He slid some film into his camera before moving the stool away, his eyes back on you. “Shall we begin?” His eyes shine with mischief and you find yourself excited to start.

Here goes nothing. 

“Yes I’m ready.” You do your best to make sure you’re presentable, your hands briefly fussing at your hair before they straighten out the simple dress you’d chosen while he goes about moving your bag out of the frame. 

“Lovely. First I’m going to just have you get comfortable in that chair, your first instinct will be to pose and I want you to try to fight that, just make the space your own and I will find what I’m looking for.” He fluffs a few floor pillows as he speaks, moves some things around while you do your best to follow his instructions. 

It was hard to ignore the camera though, hard not to think of how you’ll show up in the picture, what parts of your body will be highlighted and whether it’ll be flattering or not.

“Pretend you've come here at the end of the day. To this space to unwind. There is no rush, the hard part of the day is through.” His voice is so rich, so calming and you close your eyes to picture it. “Time to relax, to curl up with a good book and a glass of wine.” Your legs draw up close to your body, making yourself as small as you can. “Perfect, move blankets, move pillows, make yourself at home and I’ll adjust things. Keep your eyes closed and don’t mind my hands.” You feel them then, warm and soft on your thigh when he straightens the fabric of your dress. 

The camera's shutter isn’t as loud as you’d imagined it would be - not as jarring as you’d thought it would be, instead you imagine yourself at home; imagine yourself in bed. 

The soft pad of his thumb smooths your eyebrow slowly, smooths the worry out of your face silently before the soft shutter sounds again, closer now but it doesn’t matter. The camera isn’t there, instead you focus on your breathing, deep breaths in as well as out. 

Soft fingertips trace the line of your jaw, tipping your face towards the window and it feels like his fingers are charged with something. A sparkling path burned into the places he brushes that bloom and spread throughout your person. He hums in approval, more shutters and it's so much easier than you would have thought. 

One hand slides under your neck like silk for a moment before a pillow is placed underneath, shifting you half onto your back now and it raises your chest, opens you up to the light streaming in around you, calls to mind the classic paintings of the female form and if you hadn’t been so at ease with him you might have laughed. 

“Lovely, let’s hold here a moment.” His voice has dropped into something smoky, something simmering under the skin; nothing in the world could let you disobey a voice like that. 

More soft shutters.

“Beautiful.”

He’s moving, the sounds come from behind the chair and you try to imagine what it would look like for him, is he taking a picture through the rattan? Does the chair's shadow look like netting? 

He’s in front of you again, your ears prickle and track his movements and your heart leaps to feel his hands slide up the soft skin of your thighs. 

“May I see more of your skin?” His hands rest on your knees, you nod and a soft breath escapes when he pulls the fabric up to show more of your legs, when his fingers undo a button at your cleavage. “You’re doing wonderfully.” You take another deep, steadying breath and within a moment soft music fills the space, further alleviating the nerves keeping you stiff. 

“Much better.” He says it almost to himself but you know he sees your body become more pliant, sees the stiffness in your limbs bleed out into the comfortable nest he's created, all of it infused with the scent of Jasmine and oud and bergamot -the smell of him. 

Your lip slips between your teeth at the thought of his mouth tracing the same paths as his fingers-

“Wait, bite your lip for me once more.” His thumb presses at the plush of it, coaxing it slowly back into your mouth- your nipples harden to feel his thumb there, the soft shutters sounding before he’s moved his thumb away and the thought of it being captured makes your cunt ache. “Such a lovely sight my sweet.” There is a smile in his voice, you know he sees through you- sees your visceral reaction when he slides his fingers softly down the curve of your throat, down past your collarbones to rest where another button keeps you hidden. 

He sees, and he waits, waits for the words he warned must come all the while the shutters continue to sound and he patiently documents your slow, curated descent into a lustful madness.

“Out loud.” His finger traces soft patterns at the base of your throat, waiting until you open your eyes and breathe out a yes. 

He smiles and undoes a few more buttons, his focus now on the skin on display for him, the rise and fall of your chest, the goosebumps that raise in his wake and he moves again. Makes himself comfortable at your feet and your heart races in anticipation. 

The camera dangles from his neck as his hands move slowly, tracing up your thighs until the fabric bunches and pools at your waist, until he sees the no-doubt noticeable damp spot between your legs. Your heartbeat races, thumping loudly in your ears as he pulls your legs apart, thrums steadily in your cunt the longer he stares and then he leaves you there - open to his gaze while the shutters sound and he takes pictures of your ruined underwear. 

It’s hard not to tense up, hard not to scream from the tension thick enough to slice through permeating every inch of space between you. 

“Very lovely - I could photograph you all day like this.” He fiddles with the lens before placing his hand onto the meat of your thigh, the sheer size of it makes you almost pant but you don’t, instead you take another deep breath, take a moment to yourself to calm down. But you can’t calm down, his proximity, his smell, his warm breath ghosting across your heated skin makes it impossible to do anything but melt and burn for him. 

“What-” Your voice almost cracks but you steady yourself. “What do your clients usually say, when they ask you to join?” You feel the heat crawling up your neck when his gaze returns to your face, a knowing smile. 

“They tell me exactly what they want me to do my sweet. If they want me to kiss them-” He dips his head and presses his lips to your knee and your mouth drops open. “If they want me to touch them-” His palm slides across your inner thigh and then he presses it against the whole of your cunt. “Is that what you want? You want me to touch you?” He doesn’t move, doesn’t alter his pressure and it feels like your body is vibrating with want. 

“I can feel the heat coming off you.” He takes another picture and for a moment you can do nothing but swallow thickly. Your body is a live wire and it takes everything in you not to shake, all of it made harder still with your hands pressed into your thighs, the flesh of which spills through your fingers in your will to keep them open.

“Yes.” It comes out as almost a whisper and he doesn't react for a moment, instead he searches your face for something while your heart races and races. Finally he moves and pushes the damp fabric away to reveal your glistening heat. 

Its his turn to bite his lip now, his focus solely on the slightly parted lips of your sex before moving the camera up to take another picture. His thumb breaches the seam of you to swipe through the arousal flowing freely, collecting it before moving it up to the ripe little berry of your clit. 

It’s wanton the way he looks at you, deeply erotic and you’d be hard pressed to ever remember feeling this aroused- this desired. With every delicious swirl of his thumb your slick flows, the fire of arousal burning bright within every fibre of your being. 

Shutters sound as he keeps up his assault, swirling swirling swirling until he dips into your heat again, wetting his thumb in you and all you can do is pant, hold your legs open and pray that he doesn’t stop. 

“Look at you, ripe as a peach.” He pulls away and you almost cry, a whimper leaves your mouth as you watch him lick his thumb clean with an almost disrespectful gleam in his eye. “Bursting with honey for me.” A pained sigh escapes you now as he dips his thumb again and this time, he strokes with a purpose - tight circles until the coil snaps and you come with a cry. Again the shutters sound but he gives you no respite, two thick fingers spear into the fluttering clutch of your cunt, thick and scissoring you open for his eyes and his lense and it's so much you can barely think straight. 

The orgasm only served to skyrocket your need for him, making you feel almost unhinged. 

“I want you.” You reach out your hand and press your fingers to your clit, he smiles and focuses on where your hands almost touch. His splitting you open, your smaller one sweeping over your clit. 

“I like this- show me how you like to touch yourself my sweet.” He crooks his fingers inside and touches something white hot while you obey. Your other hand pulls the last few buttons of your neckline open to pinch at a nipple and it’s so good you can barely hear anything over your heartbeat thudding in your ears. 

“That's it, you’re doing so well, so wet.” The sounds coming from between your legs are obscene, the wet plunge of his fingers, the shutter of his camera and all too soon you're clenching around his fingers, pushing at them slightly when he doesn’t stop. 

“Absolutely gorgeous.” He pressed another kiss to your thigh before licking you off his fingers. 

He stands and turns from you, replacing the used film - a dreamy smile creeps onto your face to see him adjusting the sizeable bulge at his crotch. In that moment, as your skin tingles and your arousal flows you almost laugh at the thought of any and all trepidation you’d had over this appointment. 

“How do you want me?” You sit up to rest on your elbows while he removes his soft linen shirt, grateful at the golden skin on display now. “Will there be a tripod or something?” You look around momentarily, wondering about the logistics. 

“I don’t use them, the pictures are never the same but I would love to have you on your knees- if you’d like that.” He comes to stand before you - letting you decide how you want this to go. 

“So you won’t be in the pictures?” You pout slightly before pulling the dress off completely. 

“Parts of me will be, my hands, my cock, I want you to be the focus.” He brings his thumb up to swipe at your bottom lip, pressing into it softly, he smiles when you take it into your mouth and you hope your expression is sexy when he takes more pictures.

“So we won’t kiss?” You ask after letting go of his thumb with a pop.

“You want me to kiss you?” He pulls you up to stand in front of him so he can run his free hand up and down your arm, stopping briefly to undo your bra. 

“Yes.” You stare at his mouth, his lower lip plump and begging to be bitten.

He brushes his nose against yours for a moment before pressing his mouth to yours, his kiss is chaste at first but it quickly turns. His tongue swiping at the seam of your lips begging for entrance which you gladly grant him. He licks into your mouth with purpose, pressing himself as close as he can with the camera hanging by his side. You sigh into his mouth when you feel his huge hand cup the back of your neck and all of a sudden his tongue is almost obscene in your mouth. It’s aggressive and it makes you drip, a frenzy coming through as he licks into your mouth before he's pulling away, leaving you almost drunk. 

He places one last kiss on your neck before he guides you to the pillows and blankets set up on the floor. 

The rustling of his clothes reaches your ears as he kneels behind you, his thighs pressed up against the backs of yours and before he touches you the shutters sound, they sound as his palm presses down on your back. They sound as he grabs a handful of your ass, as he pulls your panties down and off. Sounds still as the weeping head of his cock presses against the curve of your ass. 

It’s a heady feeling, to feel him pressed up so close with your pussy dripping in anticipation while he takes his time framing his shots, capturing your desperation for him before you finally feel him coating his thick length in your liquid heat. 

He groans as he splits you open on his dick in one smooth stroke, holding himself still as you both catch your breath. Your skin is burning up, arousal coursing through your veins like electricity, everything heightened ten times over as the shutters sound behind you. 

He rocks slowly, gliding into your soaked cunt over and over, your slick drips out around him as he pulls you apart. You lift your head to stare back at him over your shoulder, seeing him photograph himself entering you and it pulls a throaty moan out of you. He points the camera at you, capturing the no doubt cockdumb expression on your face before he puts it down beside him. 

His pace speeds up and it feels like he's battering against your womb, his hands slips around and he pulls you up close. Your back meets the solid wall of his chest and now he holds your breasts with both hands, nipples pinched gloriously between his fingers.

“I wish I could photograph you like this.” He spits the words out into your ear, his panting breath pushing you closer towards the release you're desperate for, the pressure of it blooming in your core. 

“Make me come-“ Your fingers reach for him, threading through his fine black waves. “Please, please make me come.” He growls at your words and then his fingers are gliding against your clit. “Yes, right there-“ A truly filthy moan fills the air as you clench around his length. 

“There you go sweetling, that’s good, gonna fill you to the brim-“ he grunts with the effort of his fucking into you, his pace growing eratic and after a handful more he seizes- pressing you both forward, he replaces his heavy thrusts with a deep grinding against the plush swell of your ass. 

There is sweat beading in your hairline, heat radiating from your face where it's pressed against the crushed velvet of his pillow. He presses a few kisses to your spine before pulling out with a hiss and suddenly he's turning you over to lay on your back. He moves the pillows and blankets before opening your legs and raising your knees to inspect your still-fluttering pussy.

“Stay just like that my sweet, just like that, I want a picture of that gorgeous little cunt full of my come.” He moves pausing to press kisses to your neck on his journey south, again to lick at one stiffened nipple, then the second. He stares at you briefly, his gaze glued to where you can feel him slowly leaking out. “Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.” 

He grabs the camera and takes his pictures, some up close, others with his hand on your thigh and finally- with his fingers pushing into the wet clutch of your puffy, filled pussy. 

“You'll have to come back for another session. So many other pictures I’d like to take.” He spreads his fingers inside, somehow making you ache for him again. 

“I think we should take more right now.” You pull his fingers from between your legs, and stick them in your mouth - relishing the pained look on his face.

“Oh yes, we’re nowhere near done.”

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Character Ancestors part 1: (kaluva)

(Zinzolin’s ancestor) Vio: 

a man of the Arceusanic religion. He leads the main church of the Arceusanics in Kaluva. He’s is a the leader of the church in Kaluva. he serves his community and his kings to the best of his ability. He has a hatred for the warm weather, often praying for Arceus to make the cold seasons longer. Like his descendent, He is quite intelligent and respectable. Attempting to help make decisions with the young princes and king.  He is kind, optimistic, loving, religious and believes that there’s always something good about someone.

(colress’s ancestor) Colton:

Colton is a philosopher and a man of scientist, he dabbles in a bit of alchemy as well. Colton could Go on and on about his research Getting into things he shouldn’t. He’ll push the limits of anything and anyone. He was originally from kaluva but visits his friend and test subject, Dennis. He holds all his supplies in a large backpack, he has everything a person would ever need and maybe extra. The princes are his patron, helping him to make items that keeps the kingdom safe. 

(Ghetsis’s ancestor) Dennis: 

Dennis is a soft spoken man. He’s a happy person, living with the pokemon who he calls his friends. He treats them like people. He can understand and speak with Pokémon. For this and his past, He’s an outcast to the rest of people in kaluva. He was raised by zoroark in the Alabaster Icelands, isolated from all the people in Jubilife Village. Colton often gives him food and resources in trade for assistance in his experiments. He’s not book smart but he’s certainly smart enough to live in his environment.

(Ingo/emmet/drayden’s ancestors) Ralf and Chester:

Chester, is usually a relaxed and empathetic person. A real go with the flow type of person. However he can get really angry at people when they touch his equipment. He works as an engineer for the train, fueling the train as it goes. Not interacting with any passengers. He appears nice and kind to passengers until he’s bashing your head in for borrowing a tool of his. He cares a lot for Elec and Ralf, He’d protect them from anything he can.

Ralf is the older sibling. He is a loud and abrasive on the outside. He appears to be intimidating with a permanent hostile glare. However in truth he’s a caring person to all and any passengers. He’s the conductor of the train, he makes time to help make everyone as comfortable and happy as possible. He so sweet to make crying babies laugh and smile at the sight of him. He has pockets full of candies to give to young children, to help their parents out.

Ralf has an extremely large collection of litwick and lampets that light up the tunnels. Progressively both Ralf and Chester have been losing pigment (from the lights slowly eating parts of their souls) in their hair making them become grey instead of their natural black hair.

They care for their new employees, one of them is strange but they care deeply for them. Jackie has been great help to them

(elesa’s ancestor) Elec:

Elec is an electric type gym leader and artificer. Helping the train men by building some parts that they need to run. Helping them to uses electricity to heat the water in the boiler to create steam. But still be able to use burning fuel in a firebox in needed. He’s a very calm and stoic person. Elec likes to show off his skills with as much style and a performance to have his Pokémon in the sunlight. He admires beauty in battles and shares wisdom when ever he can. He’s originally from Hisui but moved when he became a young adult.

and a height comparison for each, I might’ve done something wrong but eh

#ivy art and doddles #art #digital art #submas #doom desire au #Pokémon #ingo and emmet #gym leader elesa #zinzolin #colress pokemon #ghetsis #ghetsis harmonia gropius #subway boss emmet #submas au #Ivy rambles and info dumps #pokemon black and white #colress achroma #pokemon elesa

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🌷Women’s Day Mini Event [3/5 - 3/11]🌷

Meet an aspiring software engineer, complete the quests and collect all the special decors!

WHAT'S NEW:

🌕 A new character!

🌕 8+ New, limited time decors!

🌕 Limited time event quests!

IN ORDER TO PARTICIPATE, YOU NEED:

🪻 Game update version 5.6.0 (update uploading date TBA)

🪻 Game data past Day 8

🪻 Android, iOS, Amazon or Steam device above Android 6/ iOS 13

🪻 Stable internet

🪻 Patience until Mar. 5, 12AM local time

Event ends on March 11th, 11:59PM

#good pizza great pizza #woman's day mini event #girlboss #gaslight gatekeep girlboss #womans day

[daddysropepuppy]

nsfw monster high ask game :3

i've seen a few spooky ask games going around and i love monster high so i figured i'd try my hand at making one

send an ask before you reblog to show everyone some love !

frankie stein: if you could change one of your body parts, what would you change and what would it change into?

draculaura: do you have a size difference kink? what's your ideal height difference?

clawdeen wolf: have you ever tried primal play? would you?

cleo de nile: do you like body worship? worshipping or being worshipped?

lagoona blue: have you ever had sex in a body of water? would you?

ghoulia yelps: have you ever cosplayed for sex? would you? which characters?

deuce gorgon: do you like blindfolds? on you or on your partner?

abbey bominable: have you ever tried ice play? would you?

heath burns: have you ever tried wax play? would you?

operetta: how vocal are you during sex? how vocal do you like your partners to be?

clawd wolf: are you into petplay? what kind of pet?

toralei stripe: do you like degradation? what's your favorite form of degradation?

venus mcflytrap: do you like bondage? what kind? on you or on your partner?

robecca steam: do you have any vibrators? if you have multiple, which is your favorite?

rochelle goyle: do you like pain play? what's your limit?

spectra vondergeist: do you like voyeurism? what's your favorite way to watch people?

catty noir: do you like exhibitionism? what's your favorite way to be watched?

gigi grant: if you had three wishes that you had to be sexual, what would you wish for?

twyla boogeyman: do you have wet dreams? what was your most recent?

kieran valentine: have you ever kept any reminders of your former sexual partners? do you have a collection?

c.a. cupid: have you ever tried aphrodisiacs? would you?

#nsft #queer nsft #trans nsft #autistic nsft #transmasc nsft #ask game #nsft ask game #monster high #i think i did a pretty good job matching different kinks w the ghouls #i made this instead of working on a paper #but when inspiration strikes ... #pls don't let this flop that would be so embarrassing

[thornybubbles]

Playing a Horror Game with Josuke and Okuyasu (non-yandere scenario/headcanons)

Note: These headcanons are based in the current year and aren’t yandere themed. As much as I like yandere stuff, I have to take a break from it every now and again. So, here’s a little something from my brain’s lighter side. (You’re still going to be playing a horror game though!)

Josuke is a bit nervous about this. He’ll never admit it in a thousand years, but he’s not a fan of horror games. The last one he played scared him badly enough to give him nightmares for days and he never played it again. When you asked him to play a game called “7 Days to Die”, a survival/crafting/zombie horde game, he wanted to refuse, but when you mentioned that you had been playing the game with Okuyasu for a few weeks now, he immediately downloaded the game from Steam. He was a bit miffed (and very jealous) that you had been playing with Okuyasu and neither of you bothered to invite him until now. You didn’t say anything to him at the time, but you knew all about his aversion to horror games and were reluctant to invite him to play due to how intense 7 Days could get. It was Okuyasu that insisted that you invite his best friend, because the two of you had been having some trouble with the last few zombie hordes and he felt that Josuke’s gaming experience could come in handy. So you relented. 

Okuyasu, in spite of his… limitations… proved to be a genius at building. He managed to design a beautiful fortress with a kitchen, sleeping quarters, garden, storage room, and even a watchtower. You helped him surround the fortress with an impressive concrete wall and surrounded that wall with a ditch full of metal spikes. Neither of you had quite reached the level where you could get the perks that allowed you to create automated defenses… at least you hadn’t. 

You found out that Okuyasu hadn’t bothered to put perk points into anything yet. He’d been collecting unused perk points since level one and hadn’t unlocked ANYTHING! No wonder you guys were struggling! After getting him to actually use his perk points (and making sure he invested them in perks that were actually useful), the two of you began to set up more high tech defenses. This, of course, was after you finally got him to stop giggling stupidly at the fact that there was a perk called “Sexual Tyrannosaurus”. 

When Okuyasu first spawned into the game, he spotted what he thought was an NPC in the distance and ran over to them. You tried to warn him over Discord that it wasn’t an NPC, but when you heard his startled scream, you knew it was already too late. He was zombie chow. He respawned in the desert and it took you forever to find him again. When you did manage to find him, he was fighting off a flock of zombified vultures. You sighed and went to his rescue. 

When Josuke was creating his character, he was disappointed that he wasn’t able to give his character a pompadour. He settled for a mohawk.

When Josuke finally joined the game, he spawned in the snow. It was a terrible starting point, but it didn’t slow him down at all. It took you and Okuyasu a long time to get to him, but by the time you found him he was already wearing padded armor, managed to loot some ruined houses for ammo, and made a pipe rifle and a sledge hammer. 

“Hey guys! What took you so long?” he said, as he stood outside of his shack that he already had surrounded with wooden spikes, while cooking meat from a freshly killed wolf over his campfire. 

You stared at him, a little bit envious of how quickly he progressed with no guidance at all. It took you a while to figure out the mechanics of the game and took you even longer to explain it all to Okuyasu, (and he still struggled with it from time to time). You glanced up at the day counter at the top of the screen. You didn’t have much time. Maybe it was a good thing that Josuke was so good at picking up the game so quickly. 

“We need to hurry and get back to the base.” You said. “We only have three days before the next Blood Moon.” 

“Oh that’s right! We haven’t finished setting up the rest of those traps!” Okuyasu chimed in. 

“And you’re gonna need much better armor than that.” You said to Josuke, looking at his character’s very basic armor.

“Uh… Blood Moon…???” Josuke asked, sounding confused. 

Oh boy. Josuke hadn’t bothered to do any research on the main mechanic of the game. You told him that you would explain on the way. Josuke gathered up the few supplies that he deemed important and followed you and Okuyasu back to the base. Along the way, you explained to him just why the game was called “7 Days to Die”. 

“You have a total of seven in-game days to do things like build, gather materials and supplies, look for food and water, and take quests from the Traders. On the night of the seventh day, a Blood Moon rises and a horde of zombies comes after you. It doesn’t matter where you are, they’ll find you. You can’t hide from them and you can’t run from them. Your only choice is to stand and fight.” you explained. 

Josuke was really quiet as he listened to your explanation. That sounded absolutely terrifying.

“And the attack lasts all night long!” Okuyasu added. “Also, everything is bathed in an eerie red glow, like the gates of Hell just opened and unleashed its lost souls upon the living!” 

He added the last part in a creepy voice and let out a maniacal laugh. 

“Don’t be so dramatic, Okuyasu.” You said, rolling your eyes at his antics. 

Josuke was having some major second thoughts. 

“Great…” he muttered under his breath. You managed to pick it up through Discord though.

“You, uh… you gonna be able to do this, Josuke?” you asked. 

“Y-yeah! It can’t be that bad… c-can it?” he said, trying to sound brave but failing. 

“Weeeeelllllll….” 

You didn’t think it would be fair to lie to him.

“With every level up you get and every week that passes, things get more and more difficult. Eventually you’ll come across different kinds of zombies and some of them have different abilities. Some are stronger, some can jump really high, some can call other zombies, some explode…” 

“Explode?!” Josuke shouted. 

You explained more about what to expect from the game. The more you explained, the more Josuke doubted that he wasn’t going to have nightmares that night. 

Eventually you all made it back to your base and Josuke was impressed with your progress. Okuyasu proudly showed him around while you rifled through your supplies, looking for what you needed to make Josuke a decent set of armor for his current level and perks. You also searched through your weapons and ammo supplies as well. While you were impressed with how quickly Josuke managed to make his own weapons, a pipe rifle and a stone sledge hammer weren’t going to be enough for what the next Blood Moon would throw at you. You realized that you forgot to mention that with each Blood Moon that passes, the Blood Moon hordes get more and more intense, including the stronger variations of zombies. Glancing at the day counter again, you realized that it wouldn’t matter if he knew or not anyway. This next Blood Moon would be rough. You just hoped your preparations were going to be enough. 

Josuke proved a big help in preparing the base for defending against the horde. He helped you and Okuyasu plan better defensive strategies for the upcoming Blood Moon. It was his idea to set up an extra two layers of barbed wire around the spike pit. The barbed wire would slow the zombies down, allowing you to pick off the more dangerous ones. The spike pit would take care of the rest. It sounded good in theory, but having been through several Blood Moon hordes before, you couldn’t help but feel a bit worried that it wasn’t going to go as smoothly as you hoped. Okuyasu set up some robotic turrets to mow down the oncoming horde from the watchtower. It seemed like a good plan. You started to feel a little more confident about your chances of surviving the next Blood Moon. 

Josuke’s first night in the game was pretty awful. No lighting of any kind was allowed because you discovered earlier that light attracted curious zombies to your base. Campfires were only used for making emergency rations or to warm up when your characters got wet and cold when it rained. Josuke hated that. He asked if you could have at least one torch but you said no. It was just too risky. So Josuke spent that night huddled in the darkness of the main room with you and Okuyasu with the only light coming from the moon. While the “home base” music was comforting, it still held a slight sinister undertones to it and when it wasn’t playing, the night time air was filled with all kinds of strange sounds that set him on edge. 

“W-what the hell was that noise?!” he yelped. 

Okuyasu chuckled at his obvious nervousness. 

“Just nighttime ambience to make the game spooky. Trust me, you’ll know if it’s zombies.” you told him. 

Speaking of which…

Your base was suddenly surrounded by the sound of footsteps rushing around the outside. . 

“Shoot…” you mumbled. 

“What? What is it?!” Josuke demanded, his voice pitched with growing terror. 

“I forgot to mention that the zombies gain the ability to run when it’s dark.” You said. 

“WHAT?!!” Josuke shouted. 

You could hear the snarling and growling near the front of your base. It was the unmistakable sound of zombies angrily trying to free themselves from your barbed wire traps. Battle music started playing. 

“HORDE!!!” Okuyasu shouted, maybe a bit too gleefully for your tastes. 

His character threw open the back door and ran up to the top of the watchtower. From there he could see a fairly large group of zombies wading through the barbed wire in an effort to get to the base. Without the sunlight blaring down on them, they were faster and more energized. They were making short work of the barbed wire. They’d already broken some of the traps. Okuyasu killed a few of them, but he could see more coming in the distance. 

“What do we do?!” Josuke yelled, panic evident in his voice. 

“Come on!” you said and led him up a ladder to the roof of the base. 

From there you lead him to the catwalks that Okuyasu set up. The catwalks lined the wall, giving you both a decent view of the approaching horde. You and Josuke began picking off the newcomers, while Okuyasu got rid of the zombies stuck in the barbed wire. 

Eventually, the three of you managed to fend off the horde with minimal damage to the defenses. Josuke felt like his heart had gone up to his throat. After taking a moment to calm down, and metaphorically swallow his heart back down into his chest, he let out a relieved sigh. 

“That wasn’t so bad!” he said. “Man, you guys made it out like the Blood Moon was gonna be tough!” 

“Uh… Josuke…” Okuyasu started to say.

“That wasn’t a Blood Moon. We still have another day before that happens.” You said. “That was just a mini-horde.”

“MINI-HORDE!?” Josuke shouted. “That was like 20 zombies!” 

“Nah, more like 10.” Okuyasu corrected. “Blood Moon hordes are way bigger and they keep comin’ until the sun comes up. I told ya that before, remember?” 

“Oh…” Josuke said. 

When the day of the Blood Moon finally arrived, Josuke spent all of the daylight hours feeling on edge. The three of you went about gathering up the needed materials to do quick repairs, getting loot from one of the nearby houses, buying ammo and repair kits from the Trader, and preparing food and water. Josuke got the idea to set up some storage crates at strategic areas around the base and fill them with supplies so you wouldn’t have to run all the way back to the storage room if you ran out of ammo or needed first aid kits or something during the Blood Moon. 

Finally, the sun set and the Blood Moon had arrived. Just as Okuyasu described, the world was bathed in a red glow, giving it a hellish look. Thunder boomed in the sky and, in no time at all, the horde was upon you. Okuyasu let out a ridiculous battle cry and began shooting down on the zombies with the turrets. You tossed molotovs down onto the zombies as they approached the outer layer of barbed wire. While they burned, you took out your sniper rifle and began picking off the tougher zombies. Josuke just used the machine gun you gave him to pepper them with bullets. Things were going fairly well… at first. 

Then things went sour very quickly. One of your bullets hit a large soldier zombie in the chest, setting off the bomb embedded there, and causing it to explode. The resulting explosion took out a section of the layers of barbed wire and the zombies went right to it. The spike pit took out the first few that fell into it, but eventually the spikes were broken and destroyed, opening up yet another path. The zombies that fell into the pit and weren’t impaled by the spikes began climbing out of the pit and making a beeline for the main gate in the wall. You, Okuyasu, and Josuke killed off as many of them as you could, but eventually they tore the gate down and flooded into the front yard. They had breached your defenses! 

Josuke was panic shooting as he watched the zombies surround your base and begin pounding on the front door and around the walls. It wouldn’t be long before they made their way into the base! Sure enough, the horde broke through the front door and some of the windows. They piled into the base and began making their way up the ladder to you and Josuke. 

Okuyasu and Josuke were nearly deafened by your screaming as you found yourself face to face with your least favorite kind of zombie: the spider zombie. As if a regular zombie wasn’t bad enough, some sicko developer thought it would be a great idea to combine one with a spider, thus creating a monstrosity that had a hideous, arachnid-like face, crawled around on all fours, leapt to great heights, and made the most horrible sounds you’ve ever heard. The creature seemed weirdly focused on you, more so than even the other zombies. It let out an ear-splitting screech before jumping on you. It broke your arm and gave you a concussion. Soon the other zombies joined in, punching and slashing at you and knocking your health down bit by bit. You did your best to fight them off, but both your ammo and health were depleting. At least you managed to kill that horrible spider zombie. 

Amidst the flurry of blows from your undead attackers, you could see that Josuke was having his own troubles. A group of female zombies had cornered him on the catwalk and were now chasing him around the top of the wall. Josuke had long since run out of ammo and due to his undead fangirls, he was unable to get to the emergency supply crate. He used the modified baseball bat you gave him to bash in a few of their skulls, cringing at the cracking and squelching sound their heads made when he smashed them open. He noted that it seemed that only the female zombies were targeting him. Even in a game, he ends up with an unwanted harem. He was seriously contemplating just jumping down into the spike pit to get away from them. He would probably survive…

Okuyasu was doing better than you two. The horde had not yet breached the watchtower and he managed to mow down most of the ones that tried to break in with the turrets. He had a fully stocked supply crate that he only needed to get into once, and that was to refill the ammo for one of the turrets. He was feeling pretty safe at the top of his watchtower… until the flock of zombie vultures flew into his face.

“Not you guys again!” he cried.

Just when it seemed like all was lost, the sun rose and the Blood Moon came to an end. Miraculously, you managed to fend off the last few zombie stragglers. Your base was in shambles. Your poor character had two broken legs, one broken arm, and a concussion and was slowly bleeding out. You hobbled over to the nearly destroyed supply crate and grabbed a first aid kit and some bandages to stop the bleeding. You also put casts on all your broken limbs. Due to your character’s injuries, you couldn’t do much to help as Josuke and Okuyasu healed themselves and started to work on repairing the base. You could only stand there and watch as they started patching things up. 

To your surprise, Josuke was already planning for the next Blood Moon, hoping to be better prepared now that he knew just how intense things could get. You thought for sure the Blood Moon would scare Josuke away from the game for good, but he told you that playing it with you and Okuyasu made it fun, and a lot less scary than it would be if he were playing it by himself. 

If he could handle multiplayer survival horror games then maybe you’d introduce him to more. You wondered how he would do in a game like “The Forest”. Maybe you’d invite him and Okuyasu to join you sometime. In the meantime, you watched your friends start the rebuilding process as you waited for your character to heal.

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #reader insert #josuke higashikata #okuyasu nijimura #horror games #7 days to die #zombie games #jjba headcanons #jjba scenario #non-yandere #i hate spider zombies

[taldigi]

Saw this somewhere and wanted to do it for fun!

I keep returning to WoW. i hate Blizzard SO much but I love world of warcraft more. So much to do, so much to explore, things to collect and YEARS of content to fall back on.

I put a lot of thought into favorite protagonists, Looking up and down my steam library there are a LOT of great protags I love: Blaze the Cat, Strong Bad, Alyx Vance, Zagreus.. even games with a more silent, project-able protagonists- i adore a lot. Abe, Bachelor, the Boss- several chosen ones from bathesda games.. but I think I settled on Jimmy Hopkins. He's just.. a good kid with a smart mouth and a dumb ass who was thrown into a genuinely shit situation with shit people. It was him, or Razputin Aquato- who is an absolute sweetheart, even though the rest of his world- minus some close characters, kinda treat him like shit! LMAO!

A lot of my favorite games have pretty shallow antagonists.. like in the case of Bully, I really like Gary- but he disapoears for a large majority of the game before the final. Really charismatic and/or impactful BBEG like GLADoS or Arthas have warped how I percieve smaller scale villians (ex. Ripto is great but he's pretty surface level AND THATS A GOOD THING FOR SPYRO). But of them, I was debating the Glukkon from Oddworld but the Eternal Order of the Second Death I think are super impactful because of the scale and depth of their evil is so scary and terrible and cruel. (Especially their leader, Gary. A normal human being just like you or me!) and while villians like the Legion are similar, there's a down-to-earth sort of energy that makes them scarier and you want to see them dead more.

I flipped out two of them- game I love, but everyone hates and vice versa. I don't really hate a lot of games, but I do have a few I don't think are as great as people tell me they are- don't get me wrong. I do like Stardew a LOT, but it's uh.. good! It was that or Undertale. Which was good, but not great enough to warrant it's popularity.. but the fact that Deltarune exists because of Undertale is worth it. LOL.

I couldn't decide between art style winners. SO many good ones. I picked my favs. Cuphead is just.. gorgeous animation with lovely callbacks and a genuine love letter to that era of animation. Okami is just stylish and stylized and FUN! and Hades is the same way.

Inscryption's ending killed me I think.

I could NOT think of a boss fight that genuinely stood out to me. I thought: what boss fight was so fun I'd go and do it again? And none of them came to me. I think some zelda bosses might have fit here better, but Sniper Wolf stood out to me in the end.

Barnyard is an open world game before that shit got popular. It's got character choice, a crafting minigame, and pretty good music. The barn outfitting side quest is a delight and it's cool to see the barn get more popular and more lively as you progress. it's saddled with the limitations of the system, the fact that it's a licenced barnyard game and the worlds most tedious, mandatory golfing quests, but for me it's a guilty pleasure.

[tanadrin]

okay, final thoughts on beating inquisition. good stuff first:

the game is of course very beautiful. it is realistic without being drab, full of color, and very good at atmospheric environments and dungeons. the incidental art--the character tarot cards in particular--also have a very distinct and delightful style.

the sound design is also terrific, and that's something i usually never notice. the music is great, too.

the characters are all great. special mentions to Ms.-Killing-For-Jesus-Or-Possibly-Just-For-Fun, Captain-Buzzkill-The-Lady-Cop, The Ancient Furry Who Is Also an Elven Fascist, Mr.-Gets-An-Erection-Every-Time-We-Fight-a-Dragon, and the Necromancer with Daddy Issues. all of them would be exhausting as hell in real life.

many of the mechanics, like recruiting agents, the war table, and the way skyhold changes over time do make you feel like you’re building up a big organization, and that’s quite fun. it’s a pity it mostly goes to waste when it comes to the actual plot.

the game develops the backstory to the setting in tantalizing ways. the plot in some ways feels like it’s obviously setting up a sequel, but it manages to do so without feeling incomplete. the bioware method of storytelling and incorporating player choice is fraught in a lot of ways, just because of the limits of what video game designers can reasonably do with those choices, but overall i think dragon age as a franchise and DA:I handle those limitations well.

the meh stuff:

not wholly bioware's fault, but the fact that the only mod manager for DA:I is extremely hit-or-miss seems to be down to the fact that an awkward rube goldberg machine of software must kick into gear for da:i to start. if you are going to force me to use your storefront rather than selling me a standalone piece of software, *it had better run flawlessly.* as it is, i cannot recommend buying any game that isn't available solely through steam. (DA:I wasn't available on Steam when I originally bought it; it seems to be again, but if it's like DA2, you still have to install EA Desktop and run it every time you play). unfortunately, mods are a must for reasons i covered elsewhere. they help sidestep some of the boring padding, like idle mechanics and bad map design. otherwise, though, i think moddability in an RPG like this is a strength: one reason Skyrim has had such a long afterlife is that Bethesda has made modding relatively easy, allowing people to customize and embellish their gameplay experience in countless ways (only some of which involve giving the Dragonborn a monster hog).

shallower ability trees and thus less interesting combat. give me more tools, not less!

took away attribute customization for no good reason. let me minmax, dammit!

in general, despite the crafting system (thbbbbt), the armor and weapon customization still feels pretty shallow. you just don’t have that many options for stats, and since i can’t minmax my underlying stat scores, the benefits are limited.

the stuff that i think really fails:

all those zones are a fuckin' slog, lemme tell u. it would be one thing if the zones' quests fed in an interesting way back into the main quest, or if the zones had unified and compelling stories, but it's honestly mostly fetch quests and random collectibles. DA:O was *really* good about having narratively unified side/sub-quests as part of the main quest; there were other small tasks you could accomplish while doing those, but they didn't require taking a break from the main action. They were woven into it.

doesn't help that the zones aren't differentiated enough, and there's too many of them. why do we need three desert zones, all next to each other? why not have fewer, larger zones?

and on top of all that, the main quest is actually kinda sort! it's 1) join up, 2) recruit the mages or templars, 3) close the breach, 4) go to a party in Orlais, 5) visit the Temple of Mythal for a surprise macguffin not foreshadowed at all elsewhere, 5) kill the final boss. The only reason the game is as long as it is is that next steps are usually gated behind large amounts of inquisition power, so rather than the story carrying you along as it did in DA:O and DA2, it's "do a ton of filler quests and then have a major story beat as a treat." That structure sucks ass! and the recruitment/inquisition-building work you do only shows up in the background of quest 5. it doesn't take you to open-world locations much, mostly to one-off specialized zones like halamshiral, the temple of mythal, or the breach.

despite gating main quests behind inquisition power, i did a ton of sidequests and was swimming in it by the end. i had like 200+ power. i couldn’t tell you what those side quests were about, really; they certainly weren’t memorable, and didn’t affect the main plot at all. i wish all the time poured into those side quests had gone into developing the main story.

even da:o had a way for the armies you recruited to matter in the final battle; your forces are explicitly absent in DA:I (but it’s ok because the villain shows up to the final confrontation alone anyway??), which means that, narratively, it feels like all the side stuff you do to build the inquisition is mostly pointless. the final showdown is a 4-on-1 slugfest, and not even an especially interesting fight. and this is related to the next point:

last quest is kinda random and makes no sense. we made a huge stink about closing the breach earlier; but surprise! it's open again! and suddenly we transition to a boss battle, with very little intro. it feels *very* rushed, like they had to cut out a bunch of stuff in the middle. (also why dos a guy who can lift mountains into the air need an army to conquer Orlais?? he could just turn Val Royeaux upsid-down if he wanted) visually, it looks like a lot of the assets meant it was gonna take place in the Fade or something, but they changed it up at the last minute. Where do those towers in the distance come from? There isn't anything like that around Haven or the Breach.

there are no decision points, no interesting mechanics, and no stakes other than “lol the breach is open again i guess kill this guy or the world ends.” compare the battle of denerim in DA:O, where you’re defending a whole city, or the last quest in DA2, which (though it starts with little buildup), has immediate fallout with your companions, and forces you to pick a side, with repercussions for the game’s ending.

also this feels like kind of a minor writing quibble in comparison, but corypheus seems to go from "self-aware and very much in control mustache-twirling villain" to "gibbering megalomaniac" in the last mission, and it's pretty jarring

we got a moment with each companion before the climax in da:o and da2, and we don't get that in da:i for some reason. i guess it's in part bc the game doesn't actually end like in previous installments--you can finish up side quests after if you want--but it really contributes to the rushed feeling.

all the language in the post-battle scene about "just getting started" feels very strange knowing they shut it all down in the trespasser DLC just two years later. i still think that's a terrible ending--they should let a dragon age protagonist rest on their laurels a bit for once!

seriously, why the FUCK do i not get a mabari in this one?!

despite all the things i like about inquisition, it’s just not as good a game as da2! or even da1! i don’t know if the team was bigger and the franchise so popular by 2014 that it was harder for a single creative vision to cohere, what development was like and what executive mandates were handed down from above, or what constraints the frostbite engine imposed. i worry that with the departure of david gaider and the game’s financial success, those problems might only get worse with dreadwolf as commercial demands trade off against creative consistency. as it stands though i’m hoping dreadwolf is much more structurally linear--the three act structure in da2 was actually kind of a godsend from a narrative perspective, since each act had to have its own contained arc, and you had room for time to pass between them, and i would very much welcome something like that showing up again in dreadwolf.

#dragon age #da:i

[tache-noire]

20 Questions for Writers

tagged by: @dilf-in-peril HI THANK YOU

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

43!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

84,772

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Pro wrestling, right now. AEW and probably ROH and WWE in the future.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

I'm going from #2 onwards because #1 is a collection of stories that i have since re-uploaded separately, and the original collection is now hidden and inaccessible.

Ass-Kisser (Max Caster/MJF sloppy rimming+fucking in a hallway)

A Day In The Life Of A Dog (Play-by-play of House Of Black's activities on a show day, centered around Brody)

Welcome To The Business (Christian Cage+Luchasaurus/Nick Wayne noncon)

Daddy's Boys (The Acclaimed celebrate a win by DP-ing Billy Gunn)

Give Me Your Violence (Eddie Kingston/Jon Moxley rough sex)

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to reply to every one, even if it's just "thank you!" or "I'm glad you liked it!"

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

How It Begins. I wasn't PLANNING on exploring Luchasaurus' psyche, but it happened anyway.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

A Future With You is the sappiest thing i've ever written, by far. alpha4alpha husbands.....

8. Do you get hate on fics?

A looooooong time ago on a Dio Brando/Giorno Giovanna fic. I deleted it though.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

It's almost all i write. I tried to write actual plot once, but then i lost steam.

EDIT: I JUST REALIZED I SKIPPED PART 2 OF THE QUESTION

as for what kind i write, it's pure depraved kink, usually :) I have very few limits and they are eroding every day.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I've never actually written one, but I have some ideas rattling around in my head about a Hannibal/Crimes Of The Future crossover.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

A couple, yes. I don't remember which ones, though.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope!

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

I really don't know. I love any combination of Samoa Joe, CM Punk, and MJF, and any combination of Christian Cage, Nick Wayne, and Luchasaurus. And I like Eddie Kingston/Jon Moxley.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I'd really like to finish Tokeback Mountain someday, but for now it's labeled as discontinued. Evil Uno is surprisingly hard to write, and I'm eternally torn between including his shoot insecurities about his body and some mushy "noooo youre so sexy" shit, or keeping to kayfabe and having him be comfortable.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've gotten a couple comments mentioning characterization, so I guess I'm good at that. I think I write dialogue fairly well, too.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Anything other than pure smut, i think. I have trouble putting breathing room between actions/scenes.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Ehhhh. If it's gonna be entire sentences, I just don't do it. A couple words, maybe, but if a character's entire dialogue would have to be translated, I just keep it in english, italicize it, and leave a note that explains it. Like if I'm gonna write a fic about the Lucha Brothers and it's just them talking to each other, i'm going to write it in English, even though it should be assumed that they're speaking Spanish.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Silent Hill 2. You can still find my first fic on fanfiction.net if you really dig for it and somehow know it when you read it. My writing style changed drastically over the last 2 years though!

20. Favorite fic you've written?

I'm torn between a couple. Right at this moment I'm gonna say Reversal, because it was a weird sort of breakthrough where I didn't just write a kink I've never written before and was even a little uncomfortable with, but I took it almost as far as I possibly could, and I ended up loving it.

tagging: TAGGING MAKES ME NERVOUS BECAUSE I AUTOMATICALLY ASSUME I'M ANNOYING. IF YOU WRITE AND YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT YOUR WRITING, PLEEEAAAAAASE DO

[satoshi-mochida]

Ib coming to PS5, PS4 on March 14, 2024

Gematsu Source

Publisher PLAYISM and developer kouri will release PlayStation 5 and PlayStation 4 versions of 2D exploration adventure horror game remake Ib on March 14, 2024 for $14.99, the companies announced. It will be available both physically and digitally in Japan.

In Japan, the physical edition will be available in 4,400 yen standard and 5,500 yen limited editions. The standard edition includes an art book, while the limited edition includes both an art book and milk puzzle (all-white puzzle).

The Ib remake first launched for PC via Steam on April 11, 2022 in Japanese, and added English language support on May 17, 2022. A Switch version followed on March 9, 2023.

Here is an overview of the game, via PLAYISM:

About

Ib is a 2D exploration adventure game set in a creepy, mysterious art gallery. Inspect the area around you, discovering items and disarming traps to find your way out of the strange gallery.

Story

A young girl named Ib visits an art gallery with her parents. While perusing the various works of art, Ib suddenly realizes that she is alone. As she searches for someone—anyone—else, the museum begins to change…

Key Features

A mysterious adventure set it an art gallery full of puzzles to solve.

Pieces of artwork beautifully crafted in pixel art.

Basic controls consist of movement and an interact (speak) button, enjoyable by players of all levels.

Seven different endings to unlock based on player actions and choices.

Upon completion you will be rewarded with the True Guertena exhibit where you can collect the artwork found throughout the game and be able to visit an extra dungeon that you couldn’t access in your first playthrough.

New Features

This game is a remake of the 2D exploration-adventure title Ib, set in a creepy, mysterious art gallery and originally released in February 2012.

Virtually all of the graphics have been updated, with many upgraded and additional effects as well.

Significantly improved screen resolution and graphics allow players to experience a classic in a whole new light.

Brand new graphics for maps, characters, and stills.

Addition of all-new and redesigned pieces of artwork.

Further improvements upon the original concept of making the game enjoyable for players of all level through optimizations to the many puzzles in-game.

Brand new puzzles, effects, and tricks that were not present in the original.

Addition of “Smooth Mode” for improved visibility, allowing players to spot small items more easily and view the many pieces of artwork in greater detail.

New “conversation system” allows companions to offer hints and engage in conversation.

Brand new background music composed specifically for the remake.

Watch a new trailer below.

PlayStation 5 And PlayStation 4 Announce Trailer

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Star Ocean The Second Story R - Announce Trailer

Japanese version

Star Ocean The Second Story R will launch for for PlayStation 5, PlayStation 4, Nintendo Switch, and PC via Steam on November 2, 2023 worldwide. It will launch both physically and digitally for $49.99.

Pre-orders for the standard digital edition are available now for PlayStation 5, PlayStation 4, and PC. Digital edition pre-orders for Switch will open at a later date. Players who pre-order the physical or digital editions will receive the following digital content as a pre-order bonus:

Pangalactic Federation Longsword

Forest Knuckles

Sunrise Ring

Set of recovery items (Mixed Berries x20 + Resurrection Potion x20)

A $199.99 Collector’s Edition will also be available exclusively via Square Enix Store as a special, limited quantity set. It includes the following content:

Star Ocean: The Second Story R standard edition game

Collector’s Edition goods box

**Star Ocean: The Second Story R original soundtrack Collector’s Edition

**Star Ocean: The Second Story R art book

**Star Ocean: The Second Story R mini acrylic stand collection box

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Overview

About

Brought to life with a unique 2.5D aesthetic, this remake includes everything that made the original release so great while adding new elements too!

Story

Two worlds, one fateful encounter.

In an endless sea of stars, at the edge of the universe, two people who live in different worlds go on a journey to save planet Expel.

Choose your path and witness an awakened destiny.

Key Features

Fantasy and Science-Fiction Collide in a Unique Visual Style – From dangerous dungeons to bustling towns, the world of Star Ocean: The Second Story R is depicted in beautiful 3D graphics with nostalgic 2D pixel characters.

Experience a Story with Dual Protagonists – Start your journey with either Claude or Rena. Depending on your choice, the perspectives and the allies you can recruit will change. Get to know party members via the unique Private Actions system, grow relationships and unlock various endings.

Thrilling, Visually Explosive Battles! – Enjoy fast-paced combat and use new mechanics to strategically defeat foes. “Break” by continuously dealing damage and order your allies to follow-up with an Assault Action to deal massive damage.

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