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dani-luminae · 3 months
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The second anyone starts discussing side books/merch books in Descendants timeline debates, I'm out lol
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The true queen of the isle; Uma!!
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i had wayyyy too much fun with this lol
Uma is a hot topic in Auradon gossip/news, a sea goddess that rose from the ashes of Mal’s childhood ill contempt for the girl. from Shrimpy to Queen; Uma takes Auradon by storm with her handsome first mate at her side. 
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@incometaxevasion​ @harriyanna​ 
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kenichijouji · 2 years
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Been thinking about @ashandpikachu​s post showing off some of the really awesome art assets for a crossover between  Tower of Saviors (a mobile game) and Digimon Adventure. So I made some 300x300 transparent icons of the tags and crests (+plus two bonus ones to fill up the photoset) They’re free to use and free to edit. Please don’t look too closely, I’m still not a whiz at photoshop!
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r0za1k4 · 21 days
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FUCK FUCK FUCK
i went to a psychiatrist and i obviously overshared. i told her about my su1c1d3 plans and now my parents need to hide the meds and check on me. i hope i can find a way to attempt.
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see this is why I can’t do tiktok, I need to be able to freely say that my immune system is going to murder my thyroid eventually, I can’t switch to “unalive” or clinical terminology
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thebluestbluewords · 1 year
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Gremlin rights tbh
Carlos & Mal, ~1200 words, TW for food issues in this one. (unspecified food issues because I'm not sure how to further tag this)
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“What's for dinner?” Mal demands, walking into the sunroom of the fucking gorgeous mansion that they live in now, because life is weirdly good sometimes, and people like to pay Evie for her work nowadays, which means that she can do things like buy an entire house just because she wants one, and not have to worry about spending the summer at Auradon Prep again like they did last year. 
Carlos, who is lying on the couch with his feet tucked up and under the blanket draped over the back, looks up from his game at the dramatic entrance. 
Mal looks back at him, somewhat expectantly. She absolutely reeks of magic, the sort of burning woodsmoke smell that always happens when she does experiments with her powers. It doesn’t happen when she’s using familiar spells, which Carlos thinks privately, in the space of his own brain where Mal will never hear him, means that the woodsmoke smell is actually just the smell of Mal’s brain cells dying as she flash-cooks them with the effort it takes for her to learn new things. 
“Hey,” Carlos says, in greeting. Because that’s what you’re supposed to do when you see someone you care about and also live with. “My day was fine, thanks for asking.” 
Mal snorts. “Yeah, okay, mine was too. Don’t be a princess about it.” she pauses, and walks more fully into the sunroom, which is mostly an early-evening shade room at the moment.  “S’there dinner?” she adds hopefully, like somehow saying it again will make food appear somewhere in the immediate area. 
They’ve had this fight before. Carlos takes a moment to assess the color of Mal’s eyes, and then promptly decides that it’s going to be a fine night to have it again. 
“Chips.” he says, gesturing at the bag he’s got balanced on his chest. 
It’s been– 
Well. 
It’s been a long day. 
Mal stares at the bag like it’s done her some sort of personal injury. “That’s not dinner,” she says, sounding almost horrified with herself. Or possibly she’s horrified about the chips. Carlos truly cannot be fucked to figure out why Mal’s upset about eating junk food for dinner.  “Dinner is something better than that.” 
Chips are delicious, and anyone who thinks otherwise does not deserve a place on Carlos’s couch. He sticks out a foot, just in case Mal gets any bright ideas about sitting down. “It’s what I’m having for dinner tonight. What’re you having?” 
Mal sighs. “I was gonna eat whatever you’re having,” she says slowly, kicking the corner of the couch. “But if you’re not making anything….” 
It’s mean. And rude, and wholly unnecessary. But sometimes they all must give in to their baser villainous impulses, and Carlos is no exception. He reaches slowly into the bag on his chest, and pulls out a single, unbroken chip to hold out to Mal.  “Chip?” he offers brightly. 
Mal growls. “I’m getting takeout,” she grumbles, kicking the couch again, with more force this time. “And I’m not going to share it with you, dumbass.” 
Carlos sticks his tongue out at her, because it seems like the thing to do. Not sharing is fine by him. There’s a reason why he’s not eating real food for dinner tonight, and it’s not just the lazy summer energy that seems to have spread through the house like an invisible fog. Sometimes, the very thought of eating actual food is too much, and the idea of anything more substantial than salt and air makes his stomach churn and ache like it used to back home when things were really bad. Not starvation-bad, when he’d eat anything that didn’t look like it was growing its own set of teeth to eat him back, but the kind of bad where everything felt sharp and bright and awful, and mother was more lucid and able to keep track of the supplies in the house, and sneaking anything more than what she’d determined was his fair share meant a punishment that would leave him wishing it was the other kind of bad times.
 At least when they all starved on the isle there was a sense of camaraderie about it. The barges would stop, and everyone would ration as best they could until the boats picked back up again. A lot of people on the isle understood that sort of hunger, but not a lot of people understand the sort that comes from being hungry, and having food in the house, and knowing that if you take any, it’ll be worse than if you haven’t. 
The feeling now isn’t quite the same as it was back home, but the result is the same. Evie’s house, Evie’s rules, Evie’s money that pays for the groceries, so even if Carlos did want to cook dinner tonight, which he doesn’t, there’s no way of knowing how much he’s supposed to have without Evie here to lead, so the uneasy almost-queasy feeling wins out and dinner remains a thing to do when there’s other people around. And sure, Mal is here now, but she’s more of a horrible creature than a human anyway, and once the feeling of persistent unease has started, it’s easier to keep riding the wave of it and ignoring food than it is to force himself to get up and make something to force down. 
The whole messy business of it all seems too impossibly complicated to explain to Mal. “Have fun trying to get delivery out here!” Carlos calls instead, as she’s stomping out of the room to find the drawer full of takeout menus that Evie likes to keep around for when she’s feeling especially rich and luxurious. 
Mal waves a middle finger back. “Fuck you!” 
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Five minutes later, give or take, Mal comes stomping back into the sunroom with a paper menu in her hand and murder in her eyes. 
Right. 
“Where’s a phone.” Mal growls, and it’s not a question. 
There’s an aesthetically pleasing midnight blue rotary phone on the wall in the hallway that nobody ever bothered to hook up. There’s also another one, creamy white faded with years of use and poor upkeep to a brownish-yellow, in the little closet upstairs that they’ve all been calling the phone closet and refusing to use for anything more practical than the phone and the much-worn armchair shoved inside it. If Carlos is being entirely honest, there’s also a cell phone in his hand, although that one is currently playing a game that he’s not exactly willing to pause in order for her royal purpleness to make a phone call. 
There’s also a glossy purple cell phone on the counter in the kitchen, which has been sitting there for the better part of a week, uncharged. 
“Your phone’s dead,” Carlos says, trying not to sound too snotty about it. “Mine’s occupied.” 
Mal growls. 
Carlos shakes the bag of chips at her. “Dinner,” he sing-songs, shaking the bag enticingly in her general direction, eyes still on his phone. “I’m not cooking tonight.” 
“I’m feeding myself.” 
Mal is categorically hopeless at everything except for baking. 
“Great, go for it,” Carlos says, eyes still glued to the game. His armies aren’t doing well in the eternal fight against the forces of space. It’s a little frustrating. “Have fun, don’t burn the house down.”
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gaffney · 7 months
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I watched TMD2 and 3 back to back and Charlie is unrecognizable.. how did he suddenly become such a good player lol?
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camscendants · 2 years
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Cant believe this was three years ago
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talesgolden · 11 months
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i normally don't think so very much about fashion as it just usually doesn't... appeal to me? very much? but i feel like it's kind of impossible to ignore in desce.ndants and as result i think so much about the way jane is obviously being dressed by her mother in d1 and then there's a huge shift in d2+d3 (even though she spends most of this d3 in the one outfit) where it's still in her like, trademark FGM-associated colors but also there's this sudden distinct flair to it? like it's very girly and soft and pastel and frilly and ruffly but also? is like. shorts and sneakers and sporty little jackets and i just. i think about that a lot.
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itsalwaysforyou · 1 year
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in an unexpected turn of events. started drafting a jay & audrey fic?????
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god the novelsation of knight falls is just so damn cringe
‘she launched into a sick dance move’ ‘with dragon-fast speed’ ‘mal dueled with the lead knight, her bluish-purple hair flying behind her’ it only focuses on Mal, it will mention another character, then oop! wait! we’re supposed to only pay attention to mal~ lets just mention her hair again and talk about how cool~ she is~ 
Fuckin bleh 
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dawningfairytale · 1 year
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okay y'all know my several tragic blackrose is fairytale by alexander rybak posts? (i've linked the female covers before but for simplicity i'll but the original song here, ignore mr rybak staring you dead in the face with the album art)
and ocean. absolutely has first chair violin energy, right? soooo. imagine constance singing this song bc she and ocean dated when they were kids but uranium was homophobic and ocean wanted to move on to greater things and leave the town behind while constance wanted to stay and this caused tension but they deeply loved each other. eventually, ocean left (she's studying at a prestigious canadian university, if you even care). constance, the singer, regrets how it ended and, now she's older, wants to find her again. where does the violin come into this? ocean wrote this little violin melody for constance while they were together. it's the sound other than ocean's voice that comes to mind when she thinks about her. it was constance's ringtone while they were together (and a while after they broke up) she has it committed to memory. like a "ghost of the past" thing. little does constance know, ocean also has regrets. she also wants them to be happy. together. she can't let this fairytale go. so, she uses this violin part as a mermaid's song, calling her back home to her. it hasn't worked yet, but maybe it will. one day.
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anime-cat-with-bong · 22 days
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So I decided to get that fanservice anime games bundle on Humble Bundle, and like...the fucking cowgirl samurai in a bikini games are actually good????????
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I really didn't expect much going into them, but these games are so much fun. A few thoughts I had (kinda long post incoming):
The combat feels really satisfying and flows so well. Especially when it comes to things like switching weapons or characters mid combo to extend said combo.
The Xtasy/Dare Drive forms were both badass and fun to use. I really like the risk vs reward feeling that makes you consider the right time to use them.
The plot isn't really anything special or amazing, but it's got that same vibe as a super campy grindhouse B-film which I personally adore.
I honestly really liked the characters. Again these games aren't trying to have the deepest plot in the world, but the characters are fun and memorable. Like I genuinely love them and feel attached now.
I even grew to really like the character designs a lot. Like hell yeah Aya. You go rock that bikini, feather boa, and cowgirl hat while you bathe in the blood of the undead. Again it's just so campy and silly I can't help but love it.
The music goes way harder than it has any right to. "Ichiban Wa Me" has been stuck in my head and refuses to leave.
Origin in particular has amazing combat. Combos flow well, hits feel really impactful, and it's honestly just downright addicting. It also almost reminds me of the Dynasty Warriors games with how you can feel really strong and unstoppable against basic enemies, but boss fights are still challenging and require you to focus.
I definitely think Origin is the better of the two in terms of gameplay, but there's a lot I did really love about it in Z2. One of the biggest things being the chase mechanic which I would really like to see return in a future game along with the more polished gameplay that Origin has.
While I do actually like the more "realistic" look of Z2, I think I like the more stylized anime look of Origin more. It's just much more visually appealing in my opinion, and I hope they continue with it in the future. (I'm also dying to see Kagura and Saaya in that art style)
As much as I've fallen in love with these games they do have some issues worth mentioning though. Mainly the fact that they are a bit buggy.
Z2 doesn't really have any game breaking bug that I found, but sometimes camera angles can get a little wonky. Especially when you're cornered and targeting an enemy. Also hitboxes on some enemy attacks can be a little taller than they appear to be. This is most noticeable with shots from guns that will hit you even when you are jumping high above them.
Origin can take some messing with to get working properly on PC, and even once it is working it's known to crash on occasion which will corrupt your save file. I haven't run into this issue myself, but it is a thing I've seen people talk about so I think it's worth mentioning. While annoying it is possible to protect against this by just making a back up of your save file in the event it does happen. Also worth mentioning that in a few cutscenes the models can be a little shaky. It's honestly not a huge deal at all, but it is noticeable when it happens.
One other negative I will say is that the regular prices are a little high. Especially with Origin which also has bonus missions that you have to buy as DLC. These missions are only $.99 a piece, but I still feel they should have just been included in the base game. I highly recommend these games, but I do suggest grabbing them on sale.
I'm honestly glad I got that bundle if for no other reason than these games, and I definitely plan to put a lot more hours into them to master the combat fully. Needless to say I'm a fan now, and I'm actually really hoping they continue to do more with this series. Maybe with a slightly higher budget even. I see a lot of potential with these games.
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my-gf-is-kazuichi-soda · 10 months
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"Well, if it isnt flat-chested Kaede. What do you and your pathetic tits want?"
Im still playing D3 no spoilers please
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averysidedtable · 10 months
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I used to not have any traps and now i have maybe too many, i remember when i didnt have any, Hahaha, what a Child I was
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fagdykefriendship · 2 years
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college makes me want to. argh. also why is it so hard to find a list of colleges with a club rowing team..
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