#glowy motherfuckers up in here

[mordremrose]

Some gw2 commissions I finished recently for @pastajaz and a guildmate!!! 

#gw2 #Guild Wars 2 #my art #Batsy art #pastajaz #commissions #GW2 charr #gw2 characters #glowy motherfuckers up in here #if u lag out other peoples graphics then ur winning at fashion wars #if ur opponent can see u in pvp and not just a ball of light #i mean ur still winning but tis not as funny #i literally cannot thing of anything else to tag whoops #these were sm fun tho #so many glowy layers

[age-of-greta]

The Moon

The Moon represents illusion and deception, and therefore often suggests a time when something is not as it appears to be. Perhaps a misunderstanding on your part, or a truth you cannot admit to yourself.

Author’s note: hi!! Welcome to the last part of The Moon, the epilogue. I hope you have loved this fic as much as I did. Thank you all for following along. With that being said, I am working on a new fic (where my Josh girls at?)! Originally I planned to start it at the end of next month, but upon further reflection I might postpone it because… I am working on a very spooky Halloween series!! I plan to release one special a week in October. So stay tuned for that!! Again, THANK YOU & enjoy The Moon <3

Paring: Sam x reader & Jake x reader

Warnings: adult content, cursing, alcohol consumption, fluffffffff, maybe slight angst?

Word count: 4.3k

EPILOGUE

ONE YEAR LATER:

“Shit! Sam, can you check the oven?” You yell down the hall, still grasping for the zipper on your sundress.

“Got it out five minutes ago my love! All is well here I promise!” Sam yelled back from the kitchen.

You took a deep breath. Thank god. You had been running around all day like a chicken with your head cut off; cooking, cleaning. Now you have to make yourself presentable in twenty minutes or less. Well, that was when they were supposed to be here anyway. Realistically, you knew it would be at least thirty to forty five minutes before someone walked through that door. It was your housewarming party, sort of. You and Sam had moved into your own house in Nashville around three weeks ago. As much as you tried and worked, things still weren’t fully unpacked. Moving was dirty work, it was even harder when Sam would pause from unpacking to “christen” a new room. As stressful as it was, it had been blissful. Except now you were all sorts of stressed. When you had planned this party surely you thought everything would be in order and decorated. That wasn’t the case. Sure, some of it was. The kitchen was in okay shape and the living room. Yours and Sam’s bedroom was okay too, it was really the spare rooms and basement that was a disaster. All of that swam through your mind, but your biggest enemy today was this goddamn zipper on your dress. It wouldn’t budge.

“Motherfuck.” You spat. Then, you heard laughing in the hallway.

“Need some help?” Sam said, leaned against the door frame with an amused look.

You gave him a glare and nodded. He scooped your hair to the size and ran his hands over your back, grabbing the zipper and tugging at it with ease.

“There.” He said, looking at you.

You were wearing a pink linen sundress, it was sort of short, but it complimented your body and tan gracefully. It was a square neckline with fun ruffled sleeves. You had crimped your hair and pulled some of it back in a golden butterfly clip. You wore a gaggle of gold necklaces and a medium sized pair of hoops. Your makeup was dewy and glowy, with your eyebrows brushed ever so slightly up. You felt pretty. Genuinely pretty. Sam must have thought so too, as you could see the way he was looking at you in the mirror.

“You smell good.” He said, as he spun you around and placed his hands around your waist.

“Thank you Sammy.” You said, beaming a smile up at him.

He smirked at that familiar nickname and pecked a kiss at your neck.

You giggled. “It’s almost five and I have so much to do!”

“Relax.” Sam said, still kissing up and down your neck while his hands roamed. “I got the cheese board out of the fridge, the green beans are in the crockpot, pasta salad in the fridge, and the fish is in the oven on warm. Besides, they're always late anyway.”

You start to give in, you’re always putty in his hands.

Then the doorbell rings.

“Goddamnit.” Sam says, tearing his face away from you. “Really? The one time they’re actually on time?”

You laughed and pressed your forehead to his.

“Get the door. We can finish this later.” You said with a smile.

He kissed your nose. “Yes ma’am.”

Then he’s off and you're cleaning your appearance up. He didn’t do too much damage, thankfully. You exit the room and walk down the hallway with your woven platforms thudding against the hardwoods. You see that familiar black curly hair and smile big.

“Hi cousin, welcome to our home!” You say.

He smiles back and wraps you in a hug.

“So this is the harlot’s den that stole my best friend and roommate from me?” Danny jokes.

You roll your eyes while Sam chuckles.

“Just you?” You ask.

Danny laughs. “Yeah what do you think? I thought I’d come by early and help a bit.”

“Early?” You say furrowing your brows. “Danny it’s 5:03. Everyone was supposed to be here at 5.”

“And yet here I am, the only one here. I would say that constitutes as early.”

You groan a laugh. “Okay fine. Sam, can you give him a tour?”

**

It had in fact been 45 minutes until that doorbell rang. In that time Sam had given Danny a whole tour, had a few beers, then started eating the fruit off of the fruit pie you had made. You figured the next to arrive would be Jake- and he was bringing his girlfriend. When you heard Josh’s boisterous voice from the other room you smiled and headed out of the kitchen.

Standing in your doorway was Josh with a bottle of wine with an obnoxious red bow. But next to him was Jake, his sunglasses still on, and his girlfriend with a plate wrapped in tin foil in her hands.

You swallow before speaking. “Well nice of you to join us!” You say, making your presence known.

“My apologies for being late, my lady.” Josh says, handing you the bottle of wine and pecking your cheek.

“You’re forgiven, but only because you brought wine.”

“Hi, Jake.” You lean in giving him a light partial hug.

“Birdie.” He retorts lightly tapping your back.

“Gwen!” You exclaim, pulling her into a hug.

She hugs you back. “Sorry we’re late. Jake didn’t turn the oven on before he popped these in.”

She unwraps the plate and displays an array of cookies. Gwen was always well intentioned, but her cooking skills were awful. You couldn’t help but think that Jake may have intentionally turned off the oven.

You chuckle at her. “Sounds like him. Wanna come pop these in the kitchen with me?”

“You bet.” She says, offering a smile.

Gwen and Jake had been dating for about three months now. You liked her, you really did. She was very kind, a little soft spoken, and she was pretty. One night Josh drunkenly leaned over and said: “You know she kinda looks like you.” This caused Sam to grip your thigh a little tighter, but you brushed it off. If you were being honest, she did resemble you slightly. Except your style was a little more refined or extra if you will. Gwen loved the basics and she could effortlessly pull it off. Perhaps that’s why Jake was attracted to her. You didn’t think Gwen knew anything about history with you and Jake. Why would he tell her? If she did know, she didn’t seem too concerned with it. She was always kind to you. You couldn’t help but like her, but personality-wise you two would never be beyond surface level friends and that was okay.

“Where do you want these?” Gwen scanned the room for empty counter space.

“You can put them on the stove, it’s not on. Thank you for making them by the way, you didn’t have to do that.”

She waved her hand at you. “Happy to. I love this kitchen by the way. Your style is so eclectic.”

You laughed. “Thank you. Wanna grab the guys and start the grand tour?”

You two made your way back to the group making small talk on the way there. You took your place next to Sam, who absentmindedly wrapped his arm around your waist.

“Birdie, where’s Margo?” Josh asked, furrowing his brows slightly.

“Florida. She got called into a travel meeting yesterday. She was upset about it to say the least.”

Josh groaned. “Oh boo.”

“Tell me about it.” You replied.

Josh and Margo were… friends? They hung out randomly it seemed. You didn’t believe anything romantic had popped up, but truthfully you didn’t fully know. They seemed like the opposite version of the other but also somehow the same. But in group settings you could find them side by side joking and cackling in a corner somewhere.

“Alright!” Sam exclaimed with a clap. “Ladies and gentlemen prepare yourselves for a once in a lifetime tour this evening where your tour guides will show you every square inch of this lavish home. Except for the basement, because all of the weird sex shit is down there and my partner here gave us a red flag for that part.”

You scoffed and lightly smacked his chest. “Oh my god that’s enough beer for Sam tonight. Our basement is still a disaster right now, but next event I promise it will be open to the public.”

“So you need time to clear out all the weird sex shit?” Danny asks, in an amused tone.

You huff and roll your eyes. “Okay right this way everybody.”

**

After the tour had come to a natural conclusion everyone was sipping beers on the back porch.

“This is where we’re going to put a pool in.” Sam announces, talking with his hands.

You look at Gwen and smile. “So what did you think?”

“It’s really nice. I can’t wait to see it once you get everything finished. You should come by and decorate their house.” She says, nudging Jake.

He offers her a small smile and nods in return.

“I actually sort of did for a few days when they moved in last year. It was absolutely hectic.”

She chuckles. “With this group? Never.”

You felt as if you needed to keep the conversation progressing. “I really like your jumpsuit. Where did you get it?”

She was wearing a navy sleeveless jumpsuit and sandals with her hair pulled up in a ponytail, a few whispys framing her face, and pearls on her ears. She looked cute, sort of nautical.

“Ah, thanks. It’s from Nordstrom Rack I think? But I mean look at you. You look and smell like a birthday cake.”

You laugh at that. “A birthday cake? That’s a new one.”

“She’s just as sweet as birthday cake too.” Sam smirks, putting his fingers in his mouth and pretending to lick them clean as a lewd gesture.

Your cheeks turn pink. “Jesus Christ okay seriously no more beer for you Sam.”

Gwen laughs with no thought behind it as Jake looks off in the backyard.

Sam didn’t typically act this way, but you assumed he was taking a chance to say something like that in front of Jake. Almost as a reminder. He never brought up what happened, but you could tell sometimes he still felt some way about it. You couldn’t say you blamed him.

“I’m going to cut up some more fruit to top the pie with.” You say excusing yourself away. “Danny, no more beer for this one.” You point at Sam.

He laughs and salutes you as you walk inside.

Once back in the kitchen you take a breather and pour yourself a small glass of wine while grabbing the fruit, cutting boards, and a knife. You take a sip and begin washing the produce. You hum absentmindedly as the water runs. Once washed you begin to dry the fruit and start to chop up some strawberries. Then you cut up pineapple and decide to clean up the mess before you get to your last fruit.

“Wine?” A voice pops up from behind you.

You jump, slightly startled. Then you see Jake standing in the doorway with his hand up on the frame. His sunglasses are finally off and he has a beer in his other hand.

You huff a breathy laugh. “Yeah. Just something to take the edge off I suppose.”

He steps closer towards you. “Want any help?”

You shake your head and look back to the fruit. “I think I’m good. I just need to cut the kiwis now.”

You begin placing the sliced strawberries and pineapple on the top of the pie.

“Nonsense. I’ll cut these up for you.”

You both reach for the kiwis at the same time and your hands touch, grazing by one another. You look over and Jake’s eyes are staring back into yours. Silence. Mere seconds have passed and you feel as if it’s been forever.

“Hey Jake they’re playing cornhole if you wanna-“ Gwen states stepping into this kitchen. “Oh sorry if you’re helping I can just partner with Josh.”

You rip your eyes away from Jake and shake your head. “No, no. Go play Jake. I’ve got it from here.”

You can see in your peripheral he glances back down at you. “Okay yeah. Let’s go.”

Then he leaves the kitchen and grabs Gwen’s hand wrapping it in his.

You chug the rest of your wine and cut the kiwis.

**

“Fuck that was so good.” Josh states, leaning back in his chair.

“Yeah it really was. You two could call yourselves chefs.” Gwen says, taking a sip of her water.

You and Sam laugh simultaneously.

“What? Did you poison us or something?” Josh asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Something like that.” Sam starts. “The fish filets? They’re plant based. We’re full veg now baby.”

Sam wraps his arm around you as you continue to giggle at his antics.

“Oh son of a bitch. You two have somehow now become more annoying.” Danny teases.

“I mean what a better opportunity to make this announcement than at a dinner party where you actually enjoyed your vegetarian food?” You ask, lifting your wine glass off of the table.

“I think I would rather have been poisoned.” Josh jokes.

You all laugh at that.

“I think I’m going to grab some pie. Anyone want some?”

Jake asks, starting to get up.

Everyone raises their hand.

“Well shit let me just go put on my butler uniform and I’ll get to work on bringing that out for you all.”

Gwen laughs. “I’ll get a bell for you babe!”

You tip your wine glass towards her and nod. “Now that is a good idea.”

She lets out a laugh and inches closer to you. “Right? He’s been so weird today, it’s good to see him smile. I think he’s just tired, they were in the studio last night.”

You force a smile. “Oh definitely. They might as well take overnight bags when they go.”

Except, they weren’t in the studio last night. Sam was at home with you and you knew Danny went ax throwing. It was seldom Jake or Josh went without the other two, especially since they had their own studio in their house. You tried not to read into that too much.

Jake returned a few minutes later with the pie cut and portioned. He plopped a slice down on everyone’s plate. You all ate with an array of small talk bouncing around the table. When you were finished Josh and Danny did the dishes and cleaned up while you and Sam had gotten the fire pit going outside. Jake had grabbed one of Sam’s guitars and was sitting by tuning it. Gwen stared at him in awe, you remember those days.

But your head was glued on Sam. Watching him try to light some fancy logs you two had bought as he cursed under his breath. A smile curled up on your lips and a light laugh left you. Sam turned around and beamed a smile at you. “Hush.”

You threw your hands up in defense. Finally, he got it to light. Then everyone gathered around the campfire while Jake softly strummed. You laid your head on Sam’s shoulder while he held your legs. He smelled so good, just like himself. You swear you would turn his scent into a candle if given the opportunity.

Josh and Gwen were talking about something in depth while Danny entertained Sam. There were a few bottles of wine that were brought out, so everyone poured a glass. Sam took the light sweet liquid and brought it to his lips, softly humming and running his thumbs over your skin. He glanced down at you and gave you a wink as you grinned back at him.

You were so in love and you felt so at peace. Surrounded by the people you love the most: your friends, your soulmate, your family.

**

THREE YEARS LATER:

Wedding planning was a bitch. You shut your laptop and groaned. If you got on Pinterest one more time you might have thrown up.

“Hey it’s okay. I don’t care what anything looks like. All that matters is that it’s you and me up there.” Sam offers in a kind voice. “I’m going to make you some tea.”

You sighed. “I know Sam, it’s just so fucking stressful. I thought us having a tiny wedding would be easy. I stand corrected.”

Sam chuckled and placed a teabag in a mug. “Baby nothing with me is ever going to be easy.”

That brought a smile to your face. “I know. That’s why I’m marrying you.”

He placed your tea down next to you and placed a gentle kiss on your lips.

“Just a few short weeks and you’ll be mine forever.”

“I already am.” You remind him with a grin.

**

The day had arrived. It was hectic to say the least, but you and Sam had spent last night together cuddled up in bed discussing how no matter what everything would be perfect. You were all back in Michigan, choosing to get married at a lake house you had been to as kids. It was secluded and beautiful. There weren’t many people invited to your wedding and you and Sam had chosen to skip the groomsmen/bridesmaids aspect. Per tradition, you hadn’t seen Sam all day, but you could hear him. He was getting ready on the third floor while you were on the second floor. You could hear him pacing about and raising his voice at his brothers. It made you giggle. He was nervous, as if you would ever say no.

“Makeup and hair is here. You ready?” Margo asks you.

You smile and nod. “Send them in.”

You were about to begin your getting ready process. You had already had various hair treatments done, your teeth whitened, nails done, toes done, spray tan, you had even gotten a special facial (not from Sam). All that was left was makeup, hair, jewelry, then dress. The dress of your dreams. It was just a plain and simple white silk dress that hugged your body perfectly. The train was rather small and you opted out of a veil. Sam would be in a classic black suit, tailored specifically for him. You had seen the previews of the suit and it made your heart skip a beat. The theme of your wedding was florals. Really just purple, blue, pink, and orange wildflowers. These flowers were scattered amongst white roses on the small wooden arch and dusted around the aisle. You would be married right in front of the lake, with a small reception at the lake house after. It was simple and small, but everything you could have wanted and more.

Your hair sat in rollers while the makeup artist rolled a nude pink lip liner over your lips.

“I’m going to run something down to Josh.” Margo announced, leaving the door slightly ajar.

You gave her a nod as you heard her click down the stairs. The makeup artists continued to focus in on your lips and you stared at yourself in the mirror. You looked beautiful. Dewy plump skin, natural contour and blush, light warm smokey eye with lashes, paired with this nude pink satin lip.

“Margo hold up!” You heard your fiancé almost yell out.

“What’s wrong Sam? Getting cold feet?” She asked with a laugh.

You heard him scoff. “No. I probably have the hottest feet in the history of feet right now. I need you to please come and fix Daniel’s tie. He thinks it’s straight and it isn’t.”

You chuckled at Sam’s concern. He had tried to be the calm one about this wedding. But deep down you knew he was just as much of a perfectionist as you were. He had been there to ground you through the stress of the planning, but you had secretly heard him get snippy with his brothers on the phone when they chimed in on the wedding. He had put a lot of thought and effort into this day, but didn’t want you to stress about it.

You sat in your chair as your rollers were taken out and your hair was sprayed and teased. Truthfully, you loved the way your hair had turned out. It was full of volume and light curls. You added your gold and pearl earrings and sprayed perfume onto your hair and body. The last thing you had to do was put your dress on. You smiled as you slipped the white fabric up your body and Margo got to work on pinning.

“Oh fuck. You look so beautiful.” She said, giving a small sniffle.

Margo looked beautiful too. She was in a light green midi dress that tied in the back. Her light pink hair contrasted it perfectly.

“Stop it right now.” You say, pushing a tear away. “I’m not crying on my wedding day.” A half sob half laugh escapes your throat.

Margo wraps you in a hug and then clears her throat. “So we’re ready then?”

You nod and give her a smile.

“I’ll go rally the troops.”

Margo heads down to get everything in motion and you stare out the window at the arch and the beautiful scenery around it. There would be no more than twenty people attending, but you still felt a little nervous.

Just then you heard a knock on the door frame. You turned around to see Jake. He had an indescribable look on his face with a soft smile.

“Wow.” He breathed. “You look absolutely breathtaking. Sam is going to cry his eyes out.”

You laughed at him. “He better.”

“I just wanted to come down and say, I’m happy for you. I’m happy for you and Sammy both. It’s a beautiful day.”

You smiled brightly at him. “Thank you Jake.”

He returned the same smile. “I’ll see you down there.”

Then he’s off down the stairs filing in with everyone else.

Only one thing left to do now, and that was to get married.

**

Sam did cry; borderline sobbing. That melted your heart. The ceremony was beautiful. Your family, Josh, Danny, Jake and Gwen, Sam’s family, Margo, aunts, uncles, a few cousins, and a photographer friend were in attendance. They all followed you and Sam into the “reception.” Which was really just the large outdoor patio. Josh rigged up speakers and acted as the DJ.

“For the first time Mr. & Mrs. Kiszka!” He bellowed into the small karaoke microphone. Everyone collectively cheered. There was the first dance, a few speeches, and of course food. You had catered a vegetarian burger joint and a modest sized vanilla cake. Everything was delicious. After the champagne toast, you took a few pictures before a majority of the crowd shuffled out knowing once the alcohol began to flow things would get out of hand. You hugged your parents and family who came, promising to meet for brunch tomorrow. Then turned your attention back to Sam who was more than eager to have you to himself. He kept his hand around your waist the whole night while everyone played drinking games and danced. Gwen had gotten incredibly intoxicated as she swayed around in her lilac dress. Jake eventually had to sit her down and force water and bread onto her, before resuming his drinking activities.

Josh was pouring more tequila shots for everyone while his vape hung out of his mouth. “Gather round! Gather round! I have the nectar of the gods!”

Sam rolled his eyes at his brother and turned towards you. “I can’t keep my hands off of you Mrs. Kiszka.”

Sam’s eyes were a little red and he had the slightest smell of alcohol on his breath. He had been incredibly diligent with pacing himself on the extracurricular activities, as you know he wanted you both to enjoy your wedding night.

You smiled mischievously at him. “We’re married, Mr. Kiszka. You don’t have to.”

Sam reached down and scooped you up while you erupted in giggles.

“Sorry Josh! No can do! I’m taking my wife to our room. An apology fair in advance to everyone staying in this house tonight. We won’t be quiet!”

You lightly smacked his arm as he walked into the house, still carrying you. “Sam! Goodnight everyone! Thank you for coming!”

You and Sam both laughed giddy with each other. He finally got you both into your room. Then, he unzipped you out of your dress and let it fall to the floor. You had on white lace lingerie underneath and Sam gave your ass a light smack as you plopped down on the bed. He sat beside you with soft eyes.

“I can’t believe I get to call you my wife. Forever.”

You grin at him. “Forever baby. I love you.”

“I love you. You’re so beautiful. Ethereal even.”

“Don’t make me blush. Why don’t you get out of those clothes? Do a little strip for me.”

He smirks at you while starting to undress. “Your wish is my command. Happy wife, happy life right?”

You playfully roll your eyes. “Shut up and come here.”

**

The next morning you woke up next to your husband sleepy eyed and well rested. You glanced over and saw him sleeping peacefully bathed in sunlight, his arms still wrapped around you. You looked over at your ring sitting proudly on your finger and couldn’t help but smile. This was your life. He was your life. You would follow him to the ends of the Earth, and he would for you as well. You started to scoot over slightly and he subconsciously pulled you closer into him. You nuzzled into his chest, content to lay like this all morning as your breaths synched. It was a preview as to how your life would go.

You and Sam, moving together fluidly as one.

Forever.

***

Fin

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[thessalian]

Thess vs MINERVA

After all the Being A Motherfucking Adult of yesterday, the rest was entirely a recovery day. Might have picked up Forbidden West again if I was in the middle of Zen hunting and travelling to someplace and that kind of thing. Not when I had Jumping Puzzle of DOOM ahead of me. But I decided I could do it today.

Right. Here we go. Aaaaaaand of course there's a forcefield. Finding a way around.

So there's going to be guardian machines around here somewhere because they've been everywhere, so what do we have? Burrowers? Scroungers? Scrappers?

...Of course it's fucking Leaplashers. FUCK. OFF. LEAPLASHERS.

Okay, now what? Ah. Shoot the glowies. I can do that. Poonk. Poonk. POONK.

Hrm. Stuff in the way. Find a thing to weight it down-- Wait, when did we start playing Portal?

Of course it can't be that simple. Shove shove shove. Run run run. Drag drag drag. Blegh.

Oh shit I missed shooting one BACK I GO.

Okay. FINALLY. Right. What next? Oh you want me to glide now.

NO NO NO I PRESSED SPACE YOU STUPID-- and into the lava I go.

Right. So from there to there to there. Lemme check my timings.

(Fuck I'm glad I do story mode on this. I bet the timings are way less forgiving in other modes. Fibro does not allow for that kind of precision.)

And more timings for the vent aaaaaaand... Ride the floaty machines, okay. YEET.

I admit it's kind of nice having someone around marvelling at the awesome and frankly insane shit I do in these things.

Aaaaand we're in. Oh. Fuck. Well. Sorry, land-god, HAEPHESTUS is a jackass.

Also ... really sorry, Zo, but you're right, your people can't see this. I am so, so sorry that HAEPHESTUS is a jackass.

THERE IS NOT ENOUGH COVER IN THIS STUPID CAULDRON FUUUCK.

Okay. Everything be dead. Thank you. Now. Fuck. Off. HAEPHESTUS.

Oh. So you're stealing a trick off me and hiding in the cloud. Well, fuck you too.

Oh. And we have a Cradle. And MINERVA is not happy. Yeah, I'm not exactly having the best day either, MINERVA.

Aaaaaaand we're stuck in a room. Well, fuck that. I can climb. And pry open doors. And open vents. And-- ooh, hey, green shiny!

Right. Lengthy cutscene incoming-- Oh, come on, MINERVA, I am trying to help you here!

"MISERY ... WILL CEASE?" Oh damn I'm nearly crying over an AI. (Like, an actual AI, not what the tech bros and corporate shills are trying to foist on us in the real.)

Hi, GAIA. You-- Wait, you're digging through my Focus? Hang on; all the stuff I recorded on my old Focus was destroyed, so how are you getting Rost? Were my Foci networked? If so, doesn't that mean Sylens can just spy on everything? Or is it just that you're a techno-god AI thing that--? Okay I will stop poking the Jenga Tower of Logic for now.

Yeah, please don't scare my friends. Thank you.

So ... wait. This base is, like ... mine, now? Can I maybe ... like ... hang a few plants? Tapestries? Furs? Something, I dunno; this place is kind of gloomy as fuck.

Ooooooh so this is what the drone data's for! Oh, dude, this is gorgeous.

Wait. So there's a mechanic to get better at overriding machines now? Huh, and I need more Plowhorn bits. I don't think the Utaru will like me shooting their land-gods for that, so I guess I'll have to hope for more on the other side of the mountains.

...Oh, you Odyssey bastards. I kind of wonder how much is "descendent" and how much is "clone" at this point, since the woman's voice I heard in that little collection of folks was very much like the Tilda I heard talking to Elizabet in one of those old data points. Those shitheels really did just want to live forever.

And now they want to TAKE OVER THE WORLD-- Fuck's sake, by killing everyone who already lives here? Fuckheads. You're not better just because you have a bunch of history books or whatever! You're just the same kind of grasping assholes as left the world in its sorry state the last time!

(I'm honestly not sure what this says about colonialism, though I admit it's nice to be the individuals fighting against the colonialist shitheads because, hey, we were here first and we survived without your tech-god bullshit.)

Yeah, I don't really know how I feel about another machine-army either. If I could just get something to shut down their stupid forcefields, I'd be happy with that. Just make them vulnerable to the Arrow-To-Face manoeuvre, and I'll cope. Then again, something needs to go after their Venom-Meets-Modrone bullshit.

Okay, what's going to be the excuse to let me wander alone this time? ...Aloy, that's actually smart. Let them in on it; let them understand, or at least as much as they're going to through the filters of their experience and--

Oh. You're going to go get Erend? I can live with that. And Zo is ... probably going to end up some kind of priestess among the Utaru, at least after she does whatever she's going to do to help us.

And we're into the actual West! LIZARDS! I NEED LIZARD BITS!

But first I need a campfire that's not at the base-- Oh. Hi, Tenakth lady. I don't really think you're violent savages but I do have to be careful about that lady's rebel bullshit. Thanks for the heads-up about the bases; I'll see what I can do because I really like taking those out.

Got anything interesting, Peddler-Dude? ...Not really. Lemme sell you some vendor trash and be on my way.

Ooh, drone! Lemme just clear those Shellsnappers out of the way--

Um. What's that?

Does ... does that say Apex?!?

Ofuckofuckofuckofuckofuck.

WHERE THE FUCK DID IT GO--? Oh. SHIT.

Hide and seek tiiiiiiiiiiime!

Aaaaaaand FINALLY. Okay. Area clear. Now lemme get up to where that drone leap point is-- Oh, hey, green shiny!

Attempt 1 - missed. Fuck. Well, I guess I needed to use up some of the medicinal berries in my stash anyway.

Attempt 2 - missed. Gonna have to dash it.

Attempt 3 - SUCCESS! Whole new drone point for Planetarium! WOO!

Okay, now lemme just get that last campfire-- LIZARDS!

No ... no ... no ... I need skin, damnit. GIVE ME YOUR SKIIIIN.

Fuck it. Campfire. Break needed. Then I'll spend a couple of hours hunting lizards, probably.

Really kinda glad I had no plans on going out today. As the meme goes, "It fucken WIMDY". I'm a little paranoid about my outside plants, but they seem to be okay so far. But it's definitely time for a screen break. More coffee, probably. Fruit, because I require feeding. Then ... yeah, probably hunting lizards for hours. Because I am insanely patient about some things. And I very much want lizard skin.

#Thess plays video games #Thess liveblogs Horizon Forbidden West

[sharkface-daydreams]

well, sharkface. if someone has suggested before then maine (or bonus meta)

you are actually the first to ask about sharkface :) <3 ilu

oddly enough no bingo BUT shrakface <3 :) he is everything to me

and honestly on second though maybe he does work better as part of a dynamic bc on his own, hes very cool and scary and the ridiculousness of his dramatics works great against the reds and blues very “wait what? the fuck is that why are you so cringe” reactions to things. but characterly speaking like. this is a guy unhinged by grief. the loss of people that were close. he is unhinged BC he has no people anymore. if he had people i think that would be so good for him 🥺 kimball and wash hold fire and red team adopt sharkface challenge pls

also carolina learn what an apology is challenge jfc

i will not get into the wasted potential thing because i feel like i have screamed about that so much and i dont have the energy rn lol

BUT. thank u for ask me about shark man <3333 makes my weird little heart all glowy inside

maine gets double bingo bc hes special to me. <33333 big guy. likes to fight,  doesnt like heights, doesn’t talk much, likes big weird weapons. a man after my own heart. needed more screen time imo

like he’s not a saint but people characterizing him as some. idk. sadist evil motherfucker always rubs me the wrong way. also maine =/= meta. but maine is part of the meta. u understand.

meta also gets double bingo bc im lov them <3333333333

i want to recoup some energy so i can talk more about meta bc he is my special little guy they are my big silly blorbo blob so this is going in drafts a minute

edit: did i never fucking post this?! i thought i had..... anyway. ill post this and then go look for it bc ill forget it in the drafts again

OK IM BACK

meta!!!!! honestly. to me. meta is a journey. a transformation. never fully solidified, always in flux. by the time they are actually the meta it is no longer sigma here and maine there in the same helmet. putting more and more fragments in the same organic mind must have been mental hell in a few ways for someone unused to this. the chaos. the fragments were from the same ai but they were still their own selves. u get it.

theres no way to know what went on in there the whole time and i dont trust rt to write that but he’s still. very special to me. especially post-emp. they are gone. his(their) head is empty again. quiet. 

personal headspace stuff warning for those who’d rather scroll by:

especially early on in 2020+. i got locked in my head a lot. my little subsection of our headspace is an oubliette/panic room bunker cylinder. i’ve since been able to add windows and i know i CAN technically get out now. but for a long time it was just me, and an impenetrable wall of fog with no way out, and only a window way up in the ceiling i couldn’t reach. no one could reach me, i couldn’t reach out either. it was extremely lonely, very grey, and it just made me miss everyone i was able to talk to before. this is probably why i feel so attached to him, because i know what suddenly being shut off from all your system members feels like (idc that it was artificial bc the fragments were intentionally inserted, they were a system.)

feels like someone stripped you down to your OS when that happens honestly and you have to keep moving in a world that expects something of you yet. what do you do when you are back to being just one person alone in your head? how do you figure yourself out? other characters have said the meta was seeking more power... but that’s not right, i don’t think. when sigma& were in there, in the meta soup crockpot. they wanted to be human. be whole. reaching that metastability. and after they were gone. do u really think he would not have jumped at any chance to get one of them back? yeah AI are powerful. but so is loneliness. 

i think maybe. if he would have lived. he would have had little introjects like epsilon made. maybe a neosigma. maybe there was a partition he started putting up when everyone else got too loud and split off a separate maine that was buried when things kicked into high gear. i dont know. there’ll never be any of this in canon so it’s only my speculation but. i like them, i like to think about them.

there show distinctly separates this transformation into several parts but only because that’s all they show us. they show us pfl maine with no ai. they show us pfl maine + sigma. they show us the boogeyman the meta is made into through the lens of hte other characters. they show us a meta a bit more clear-headed but still in possession of personality, sapient thought. but my brain wants to know (always) what happens in between. because it was never a light switch moment that caused these things, it was things stacking up over time, like anything else. i want to know how wanting to help sigma achieve metastability turned into acquiring the other fragments at almost any cost. it’s canon that the freelancers’ and ais’ personalities started to bleed into each other. how much of that happened more and more with each fragment they added?

hm. much 2 think about. i do have a meta lives au which addresses some of this. but i think i have spilled all my brainbeans and now i am tired again lol <3 but. ty for asking and sorry this sat in my drafts for months x.x ilu

#we just got a letter #ask games #rvb meta but not The meta #but ALSO the meta. and #agent maine we care you #sir that's my emotional support shark #here are my onions

[juless27]

It Was Divine: Chapter Two

Chapter one

Summary: Eddie and Robin talk about their crushes, Steve and Nancy. Nance invites Robin to a sleepover with El and Max. After the younger girls go to sleep Nancy and Robin have a heart to heart.

Words: 3.3k

A/N: I know I promised Eddie and Robin's povs, but this one is all Robin. We will hear from Eddie next chapter!!

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Chapter Two

Eddie’s new trailer was…. It just was. It was evident that two men lived there without a feminine touch. But their couch was comfortable and, as far as she knew, no one had died there. Yet. Robin was currently on her way to becoming the first death on the threshold due to pure embarrassment. 

“I kissed her nose, Eddie!” She groaned and flopped face down on the couch. 

“Not gonna lie, Buckley, I don’t really see the problem here.” 

Eddie was sitting on the floor, back against the couch. When Robin lifted her head to glare at him, he passed her his joint sympathetically. 

“Friends don’t kiss each other’s noses, Eddie,” Robin said, exhaling smoke. 

“I don’t know how female friendships work,” Eddie defended himself, “and, for the record, I don’t think Wheeler does either. You’re fine.”

Robin just groaned and buried her head in the couch again. Her and Eddie had gotten close fast once realizing they were both social outcasts and even faster after they came out to each other. Robin loved Steve more than anyone in this world and the one under it, but there were some things he just couldn’t understand. 

Since Robin and Eddie simultaneously developed crushes on Nancy and Steve, respectively, they had also started making a habit out of pining after their crushes together. There was nothing that could bond friends faster than mutually crushing on straight exes that were probably going to get back together. Except maybe an actual life or death situation. Robin and Eddie had both. 

“I don’t want to think about it anymore. What’s going on with you and Steve?”

Eddie turned to look at her, “You mean what’s not going on. Also, I think I told him he was a corgi.”

Robin sat up at that, “Wait, what? Why?”

Eddie moved to sit on the couch, “You know, I’m not entirely sure. He had said something about you being a house cat and that he was a golden but he is so not a golden so I… told him he was a corgi.”

Robin thought about it. “He kind of is a corgi.”

“Right? Thank you!” They laughed and Robin passed the joint back to Eddie. “Anyways, where do you reckon they are on the getting back together scale?”

Robin groaned again, “Steve still swears up and down that they are just friends and so does Nancy.”

Eddie hummed thoughtfully, “Would they tell you if they weren’t?”

“Steve would. He has no reason not to.”

Eddie glanced at her at that, “You still haven’t told him?”

Robin threw up her hands, “What am I supposed to say? ‘Hey best friend! Lovely weather we’re having! By the way, I have a crush on your ex who you’re definitely still in love with! Yay!’”

“Well, not exactly that,” Eddie conceded, “But you guys tell each other everything, right? I can’t imagine him having a problem with it.”

Robin flopped back down, staring at the ceiling and letting her legs rest on Eddie’s lap, who protested for all of one second before accepting it. “No, of course not. But he might not get back with Nancy if he knows. And I want him to be happy. And Nance.”

“Even if she’s not with you?”

Robin sighed, “I’d rather be her friend than nothing.”

Eddie shook his head, “You’re such a liar, Buckley.”

But she wasn’t, not really. She did want Steve to be happy, maybe even more than she wanted anything for herself. And of course she wanted Nancy to be happy. Wasn’t that what love was? And ideally Nancy would be happiest with her, but that just wasn’t the reality. Didn’t mean Robin didn’t hope for it, though. She didn’t say any of that. 

Instead, she looked up at the ceiling and said, “Can we put glowy stars on your ceiling?”

“Robin. You’re a motherfucking genius.”

Eddie drove them to the store. Robin struggled not to throw up in the passenger seat. 

“No hurling in the van, Buckley!”

“It’s not my fault your driving is deadly!”

“If you puke in this van, our friendship is over.”

“Promise?”

Eddie hurled them into a spot and slammed the van into park. He was immediately jumping out of the seat and jogging around to the passenger side.

“Let’s go, Buckley, we don’t have all day.”

Robin swayed in her seat, “I need a recovery period.”

Eddie rolled his eyes as he ushered her into the store. 

Robin didn’t believe in fate. But maybe she should. Because the first two stores did not sell glowy stars, or maybe they were just hiding their stash from the two red-eyed teens, leading Eddie to drive them another two nausea-filled blocks to their final hope. The last convenience store in Hawkins. Which did contain glowy stars. And also Nancy Wheeler. 

“Well, well, well if it isn’t the one and only Nancy Wheeler. What brings you to this fine establishment?” Always trust Eddie to make a production out of everything. 

Nancy turned and her eyes immediately brightened at seeing them, making Robin’s heart thump in her chest. “Hey guys! Just running an errand for my mom, what about you?”

“We are looking for glow stars to put on Eddie’s ceiling,” Robin told her. 

“Uhhh, yeah,” Eddie agrees, but when Robin looked at him she noticed a glint in his eyes that she decidedly did not like. “I’m gonna go look over there,” he jutted his thumb over his shoulder, “and you take this aisle, Buckley.”

He was gone before Robin could protest that this was a cleaning supply aisle and unlikely to have glow stars. 

“I don’t think you're going to find the stars in this aisle,” Nancy said, eyes dancing with laughter. 

Robin shrugged, “Eddie’ll find them. Probably.”

Nancy raised one eyebrow, “Is it really wise to leave Eddie unsupervised and high in this store?”

“Eddie’s not high.” A very unfortunately timed crash sounded from the other side of the store, followed by Eddie’s cackle. “Eddie’s not that high,” Robin amended. 

Nancy giggled. Actually giggled. Robin always thought people sounded so dumb when they giggled, but if she could only choose one sound to hear for the rest of her life it would be Nancy’s giggle. No contest. 

“So, is Steve around here somewhere, then?” Nancy asked. 

Robin’s heart fell. Of course, she was looking for Steve. “Nah, just me and Eds today.”

“Eds?” 

“Yeah. It’s a nickname, Nance,” Robin teased. 

Nancy gave a closed mouthed smile. She turned back to the cleaning supplies. Robin wondered when and why Nancy’s mood had changed. 

Robin stepped closer to Nancy and bumped her shoulder against the other girl’s, “You okay?”

Nancy smiled back at her, a real smile this time (Robin didn’t know how long she had been able to distinguish Nancy’s fake smiles from her real ones), “Yeah,” she said, “I’m good,” she turned away from the cleaning supplies to look at Robin, “By the way, I know we are supposed to hang out with the guys tonight, but Max and El want to have a slumber party, if you’re interested.” 

Robin brightened instantly. She knew Max was younger than her, but she was cool and Robin was constantly baffled and honored by the fact that Max wanted to hang out with her. And El was just adorable. 

“That sounds fun! Eddie and Steve will have to survive without us, I guess.”

“Cool. Meet at my house at 6? Unless you need a ride?” Nancy asked. 

“I’ll have Eddie drop me off on his way to Steve. And Max, too, since she’s right there.”

Nancy’s face fell again, and she pasted on a fake smile. What was up with that? Did Nancy not like Eddie? That couldn’t be it, right? But Nancy just nodded and said, “Perfect.” 

There was another crash, followed by a “Hey!”, probably from an underpaid employee. Robin winced. “I should probably…” she gestured vaguely in the area of the crash.

“Yeah,” Nancy agreed.

“See you tonight!” Robin reached out and squeezed Nancy’s hand before turning to go find Eddie. 

“So, are we going for random placement or actual constellations?” 

Eddie and Robin were standing in his new room, which was basically a mirror image of his old room, both staring at the ceiling. Eddie held the plastic bags from the convenience store. 

“I think we overestimated the surface area of my ceiling.”

Robin glanced down at the bags in Eddie’s hands, “Yeah.”

They had purchased the store’s entire supply of glowy stars, which was likely enough to cover Eddie’s room, walls and all, at least twice. 

“Well, I guess we can give the extras to Nancy or Steve tonight.”

Robin snorted, “You think Nance has glowy stars on her ceiling?”

“You never know.”

“I suppose. But Nance and I aren’t going to Steve’s tonight,” she said it with forced casualty. 

“Did she finally realize you were such a catch and ask you out?” Eddie teased. 

“No,” Robin elbowed him in the side, “she invited me to a slumber party with El and Max.”

“Ah. Fun. And I’m assuming you’ll need a ride to this shindig?”

“Yes. Also, can you drive Max?”

Eddie made a show of rolling his eyes but he only resisted for all of a moment. “Fine. Let’s do constellations.” 

The sun had gone down when Eddie honked his horn twice to usher Max out. 

“Where is she?”

“What’s your problem?” Robin asked, fiddling with the radio, “In a hurry to see Steve?”

“Shut up, Buckley,” then he raised his voice to a yell, “Max Mayfield get your ginger ass out here!”

“I’m right here.”

Eddie and Robin nearly jumped out of their skin. Max was standing by the back door of the van, backpack on and skateboard in hand, as always. 

“Can you open the door?”

Max climbed in and Eddie was pulling out before the door was even closed. He drove through the residential streets of Hawkins, speedometer never dipping below 50. Max rolled down the window and let the wind blow her hair back. Robin resisted the urge to tell Eddie to slow down. He was excited to see Steve, she knew, no matter how he denied it. It was sweet. She just hoped he wouldn’t get her heart broken. Not that she was one to talk. Her own heart was ready to leap out of her chest at the thought of seeing Nancy even though she saw her just hours earlier. 

Eddie came to a rolling stop to let the girls out and was driving away the second Robin’s beat up sneakers hit the asphalt of the Wheelers’ driveway. She waved but he was already too far away to see. 

“He drives like Billy,” Max said. Then she turned sharply and walked up the path to the Wheelers’ front door before Robin could say a word. Max didn’t bring up Billy often. Robin hoped she was okay. 

Max rang the doorbell and made pleasant conversation with Karen Wheeler while they waited for El and Nancy to come down from Nancy’s room. Robin said a polite hello and tried not to be obvious about looking around the house. The last time she was here, she was mostly occupied with a telepathic serial killer and hadn’t really had a chance to look around. The Wheelers’ house screamed nuclear family and Robin tried to suppress a grin thinking about how it must tick Nancy off. Everything she could see was arranged just so. Photos lined the staircase, the kitchen was pristine, and even Ted Wheeler reclining in front of the TV looked like he was in a museum exhibit about the perfect cul-de-sac family. 

The sound of footsteps on the stairs sent Robin’s heart pounding. 

“Max!” It was El. She flung herself into Max’s arms. Max hugged her back just as enthusiastically. Letting go, she took Max’s hand and began to lead her up the stairs, already complaining about something dumb Jonathan and/or Will had done that morning. Max stopped and turned to Robin.

“Aren’t you coming?”

“Oh, yeah,” Robin unfroze and followed the girls upstairs and down the hall to Nancy’s room. Inside, everything was as Robin remembered. The Tom Cruise poster had been taken down, though. On the surface, Nancy’s room yelled perfect daughter, but Robin knew otherwise. She knew Nancy well enough now to see the little ways she rebelled. The Metallica record (a gift from Eddie) beneath the stack of Blondie albums. The feminist books stacked on her dresser. And, of course, the guns Robin knew she kept in a shoe box on the top shelf of her closet. 

“You can come in.”

Robin realized she had been standing in the threshold awkwardly. Nancy smiled at her and Robin nearly died on the spot. She looked adorable with her curls up in a messy bun and glasses Robin didn’t know she needed perched on her nose. Robin stepped into Nancy’s room. 

“Hi.”

“Hi. Did you end up finding stars?”

Robin had a very incoherent thought about stars and Nancy’s eyes before she realized Nancy was talking about the glow stars from earlier. “Yeah, we did. Got enough to cover the walls, too. Eddie has extra if you want any.”

“I’m good, thanks.”

Max and El had sequestered themselves in the corner of Nancy’s room and were talking about God knows what. Every so often they broke out in high pitched giggles. 

“So do you and Eddie hang out often?” Nancy asked, taking a seat on the edge of her bed.

“Almost every day, yeah.”

Nancy glanced away. 

“Do you have a problem with Eddie?” Robin blurted out. Nancy whipped her head back around to look at her.

“No. Why would you think that?”

“It’s just that every time I talk about him you tense up. I thought you guys were friends. I mean, I know you aren’t as close as Steve and I, but I like Eddie and I’m friends with you so it would be great for all of us to get along. I thought we were all getting along but if you have something against Eddie then–”

“Robin,” Nancy interrupted, holding up her hands to stop Robin’s ramble, “I don’t have a problem with Eddie. We are friends. You have nothing to worry about, I promise. And I’m sorry if I came across weird or standoffish. I know I do that sometimes, especially with new people.”

Robin remembered how Nancy had asked who she was the first time they had met in the Starcourt mall last summer, even though they had been in the same class since grade school with the same 80 people. Like Nancy had to establish she was the leader of the group as opposed to Robin. She remembered thinking it was hot. 

“It’s okay,” Robin said. 

“It’s just… are you and Eddie, like, maybe more than friends?” Nancy looked at her feet as she said it. 

“What? No! Absolutely not.”

“Okay,” Nancy looked like she didn’t believe her, and Robin was about to protest more, but El called them over to choose face masks and the moment ended. 

Being with the younger girls was fun. Sometimes Robin forgot that they were only freshmen. They had seen so much, been through so much. They needed a night like this, where they could just be girls. After the face masks, they gossiped about meaningless drama. Nancy recruited El and Max into trying to pry Robin’s crush from her, but she didn’t give in. Nancy braided Max’s hair and El experimented with makeup on Robin with occasional suggestions from Max and Nancy. It was the best night Robin had in a long time. 

Around midnight, Nancy set up the younger girls in her bed and spread pillows and blankets on the floor for her and Robin. When she turned on the night light to ward away the dark, Robin saw Max relax marginally. Nancy wasn’t the only one with a fear of the dark after everything. Max and El fell asleep quickly. 

Robin was lost in her own thoughts when she heard Nancy say her name. 

“Yeah?”

“You’re still awake?”

“Yeah.”

“Me too.”

“Can I ask you something?” Robin asked.

“Of course.”

“Why haven’t you gotten back together with Steve yet? I know he’s asked.”

Nancy sighed. “He has. I just…”

Robin waited out the silence in the dark. Staring at the ceiling, hoping for the impossible. 

“He’s too comfortable for me.” Nancy whispered, “We were never together because we had strong feelings for each other. I mean, I loved him, but it was a soft love. It was nice. We were the King and Queen of Hawkins High. It felt like we were just living out a story that had already been written for us. And I could keep turning the pages. Get back together with him. Get married and have six kids and a dog at the end of a cul-de-sac. Never leave Hawkins. It would be nice. But I don’t want nice. I want… more. I want to be a journalist. I want to live in a city and have a busy life and a career. And I want a love that sets me on fire. I want to do crazy, stupid things because I’m so in love. I want the rollercoaster, the kissing in the rain, the screaming fights at 2 am, knowing them like the back of my hand. 

“And Steve is great. He’s more than great. And I love him, I probably always will. But not like that anymore. Maybe not ever. And maybe that’s selfish, to want all those things. I don’t know.”

“I think,” Robin answered, “after everything that’s happened, you’re allowed to be a little selfish.”

Nancy turned to face Robin on the floor. After a moment, Robin turned too. They were less than inches apart. Robin could lean forward, brush their noses together, press her forehead against Nancy’s. Press her lips against Nancy’s. 

“You are, too. You deserve the world, Robs.”

The nickname lit sparks in Robin’s stomach, “I wish I could have a love like that.”

“You will,” Nancy said it like a fact, but her eyes were big and round, her lips were pressed together. 

Robin shook her head, “You don’t understand. I can’t.”

The blankets shuffled and then Robin felt Nancy’s hand slide into her own. “Then tell me.”

Robin took a deep breath. For once, the nausea she felt had nothing to do with Eddie’s driving. Here we go. She felt as if she was at the edge of a cliff, about to jump.

“I can’t have that because… I’ve never felt that way about a guy.”

Nancy’s brow furrowed, “You will, when you meet someone worthy of you.”

“No, I won’t. I’ll never feel that way about a guy. Because the way I’m supposed to feel about them, the way everyone thinks I feel about Steve… I have felt it. But not for a guy. For a girl.”

Nancy’s hand was still in Robin’s, but she would pull away any second. Any second she would kick Robin out, come up with a story to tell Max and El in the morning. Stop talking to Robin, stop coming to Steve’s. 

But that didn’t happen. Nancy squeezed her hand and didn’t let go. 

“Robin… you are so brave. Thank you for telling me that.” She sounded sincere. Robin exhaled. 

“You’re not… disgusted?”

“No! Of course not. You’re my best friend, Robs. And I know Steve is yours, but I wanted to tell you anyway.”

Robin smiled, “You’re my best friend, too. I can have more than one, right?”

Nancy grinned. She hesitated, then leaned forward and pecked Robin on the nose, “Right.”

“Good night, Robs.”

“Night, Nance.”

It was over an hour later when Robin finally fell asleep, Nancy’s hand still linked with hers.

End note: Ronance nose kisses>>>> Next chapter we will see what Eddie and Steve got up to while the girls had their slumber party....

#stranger things 4 #stranger things #ronance #fruity four #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #steddie #stranger things fanfiction #the fruity four #robin x nancy #steveddie #eddie munson #st4 #ronance fanfiction #steddie fic #ronance fic #it was divine

[tsuki-sennin]

Reviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice

We're approaching the end of the world. ...for like the... 23rd time in a row. And it falls to us to save it! All on Kamen Rider Revice, Episode 35! ...I uh... heard through the grapevine that there was a bit of an anti-climax, but hopefully it should still be fun! Spoilers, I guess...

-Ah yes, Daiji getting sonned every episode.

-Hikaru-kun! ...you uh... aren't

-Oh, Dad's too tired, huh? Must've been out drinking again.

-"Despair into nothingness! Despair into your tomorrow! Despair into your memories!"

-"You wouldn't hurt your Uncle Hide, would you, Dai-chan~? :3"

-Man, say what you will about Akaishi, but Jun Hashimoto's really giving it his best. Easily one of the best performances in the whole show.

-Oh, I see Akaishi got glowy eyes in the intro. ...they were probably there the whole time but I missed them lmao.

-Y'know man, I'm starting to think Fenix is a lost cause.

-Man, the quietness of these shots... masterpiece, I tell you.

-I'm surprised you can breathe after all that, man.

-I love how Ikki's first bit of dialogue towards Vice makes him think he's in trouble. That's some powerful vulnerability right there.

-"Ooooooh, I wish I could kick those guys asses for you, Sakura."

-"But you know I'm unbeatable, right?"

-Weird to get quality gay stuff right after that intense chat, but...

-Guess we gotta beat them up.

-Keeling over for Gifu is hardly a better alternative to dying at Akaishi and Vail's hands, but considering the Deadmans' reach, I wouldn't be surprised if the vote was swayed in their favor.

-"Hikaru-kuuuuun :D"

-"Go away >:("

-"Oh okay, I'll sit here then, haha :)"

-Man, Tamaki's really doing his best for us all. God bless.

-That's right, Hikaru-kun! Even an ordinary joe schmoe like you can inspire change~!

-"Wow, they don't even think we're annoying, that stings :("

-If they overwhelm us by refusing to play fair, then why should we?

-"I'm worried about you, Daiji. There's"

-So, a side effect of Kagerou's disappearance seems to be that Daiji's unwilling to "cheat" his way to saving everyone. And that's clouding his judgement on what his goals even are.

-"Mmmmmmm, Akaishi juice."

-Wow, Akaishi's really got his deal on lock. He didn't even hesitate to take the stamp off.

-Fuuuuuck, that Gifu suit is scary.

-"Hey uh.... you're not gonna ditch me, right Ikki?"

-He doesn't even wanna do bad things aaaaaaaaah

-Man... taming and ditching the toxic traits you inherit from your cruel father to become a kinder person and follow your dreams... that's a powerful character arc.

-Unwavering in his principles, Daiji Igarashi chooses to fight on as he prepares one more plan.

-Uhhhhhh, Daiji, I know you've been pretty reckless these past few episodes, but this is a bit much, isn't it? I mean, Akaishi's been at this for a long time, I think attacking him on camera is a stupid idea, especially if your plan is just to expose him. This guy's literally bullet proof.

-"Ohhhhh, boy Dai-chan~! I can't wait for you to witness Uncle Hide's super epic livestream~! Eeeeeverybody's gonna tune in~!"

-Oh my god, I was just kidding, what the hell was that Apollo Geist looking-ass motherfucker's walk lol

-Man, those shots...

-oH my god, he's making Daiji protect him on air to make his point.

-Oh my god, the fake panicking.

-"IT'S HIM! IT'S HIIIIIM! HE'S HERE!"

-HE ATE THEM ALL

-INSTANTLY

-"Heeeeey, son~!"

-"FUCK YOU DAD, WE'RE GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!"

-Go for it, everyone!

-Ultimate Raid Boss Gifu-sama.

-"AHHHHHHH-"

-"OHhhhhhh nooooo, I'm dyyyyying~!"

-That was a masterful false flag op, goddamn.

-Oooooooh, they gettin' artifacted!

-Holy shit that looks painful.'

-Aaaand, down goes Skybase!

-Just like that.

-"We... lost... blegh..."

-Ohhhhh, here he comes!

-Kuwagata? Stag Beetle!

-Gattack? :o

-Over Demons.

-Huh... it's Vail's awesome Kabuto Armor put over the Demons undersuit... I saw a lot of people complaining about the design when it was first revealed, but I kinda warmed up to it, actually. I like the contrast of the colors, the way the

-Uh, yeah, Gifu's just here now. With Akemi and Vail too. Surprise~!

-Hikaru got approval from his fake dad :)

-"Fuck it, we're going public. C'mon Weekenders, let's fight for humanity without regrets!" -Masumi Karizaki

-Daiji, c'mon man.

-Aaaaand, Kuwagata. Only three new stamps left.

-Okay, I don't... hate the idea that Hikaru becomes the new Demons, the way a lot of people seem to. Sure, I would've preferred it if Hiromi finally came back, or even if George decided to grapple with his desire to wear the Driver, but Hikaru's not the worst new Rider I can think of. I understand you may be disappointed, but honestly I'm for this. Any development with Hikaru is welcome, since if he's gonna be a fixture of the cast, he at least should be more interesting than he is. The last time I checked his character entry on TV Tropes, he had one trope associated with him. Now, that is by no means an accurate or full assessment of his character, but he could stand to have some dimension beyond "Ohhhh fuuuuuuck, Sakura!"

-Next episode!

-FUCKERS TOOK TAMAKI, CAN'T HAVE SHIT IN DETROIT

-Looks like Gen-chan's back~!

-Ooooooooh, Tamaki-kun transforms! :O

-...at least, I hope this isn't a fakeout.

-Is that the... Buffalo Stamp? That's based on OOO, isn't it? Good taste, man!

-Wait, no, IS THAT A RETOOLED LIBERA DRIVER?! :OOO

-YOOOOO

-Okay, I think that our next Stamp Sheet Mark is, indeed, Buffalo. That just leaves us two left to wonder about.

-I have a few theories about what those may be.

Assuming the new Libera Driver-like belt isn't just for Tamaki, and is part of some mass production plan like the Demons Driver was said to be last episode, I'm willing to bet we get to see Hana be a Rider at some point, with her own Vistamp. Notice how the plastic flame thingy on the driver kinda looks like dripping honey, and Hana used to use the Queen Bee Vistamp... I'd be very down for that, by the way. It might be a KickHopper/PunchHopper kinda deal, or like Haruto's Mage apprentices in Wizard where they're working directly under Sakura and learning from her as they fight alongside her. My question is though... if Hana and Tamaki are indeed both becoming Riders in the coming episodes, is this Driver made specifically for former Giftexes with terminated contracts? Or are there perhaps more adorable marketable inner demons that we can take advantage of? Are we gonna see my man's true hidden buffalo calf spirit? Did he transform his fursona?

Kagerou makes a surprise return! Not in the next episode, obviously, but I do think he, and by extension Evil, will be coming back in some form. Toei has a history of letting badass mechanics go underutilized, but the way Kinoshita's writing Daiji being so singleminded on doing things as morally as possible, I do believe that a return from Evil is indeed likely.

They fill out Hikaru as Over Demons's Genomixes. This is probably the one I'd enjoy the least, considering how many are already available for Hikaru to use, but I think it is also unfortuately very likely. Like I said, I don't hate Hikaru as Demons, but I'd like him to prove himself before he gets any more fancy upgrades.

The Ultimate Revice Stamp (working title). This is pretty self-explanatory, this would be in the final twelve or so episodes, where Ikki and Vice fully affirm their partnership and go Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan Ultra Instinct Ego or whatever. I think this is a certainty, but hey, maybe Toei will surprise me.

Gifu's Personal Vistamp for when he becomes the final boss Rider. I'm not trying to predict the show's endgame or anything like that, but I will say, I do think Akaishi solidifying his contract with Gifu in a way reminiscent of Ikki and Vice would make a really cool finale stretch.

Anyways, enough theories from me, SomecallmeJohnny uploaded a big video of him reviewing a bunch of crappy licensed games sent to him by fans over the years. Sorry, this is way more important to me than the world being destroyed by demons.

#kr revice #revice spoilers #revive the vice: imprinted like stamps and fossils #kamen rider revice #kamen rider

[bonnabiee]

THINGS I AM YELLING ABOUT RE: CALEB ORIGINS COMIC

1. FRUMPKIN CHASING AFTER THE CART ; ;

2. THE WAY THE FIRST THING THAT BREN NOTICES ARE THE BARS ON THE STUDENT WINDOWS. WHY IS EVERYTHING BARRED. DUDE ISN’T THIS A FUCKING SCHOOL.

3. BREN’S NAME BEING OLD TONGUE FORE FIRE ; ; HIS PARENTS CALLING HIM THEIR LITTLE SPARK ; ;

4. EVERYONE’S HAIR IS JUST SO PRETTY BEFORE THEY CUT IT. FUCK.

5. I’M SAD ABOUT THE CUT HAIR BUT ALSO THAT FRAME WHERE WULF CUTS BREN’S HAIR IS TEN OUTTA TEN

6. YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE IS TEN OUTTA TEN THE WAY ASTRID LOOKS AT HERSELF IN THE MIRROR AFTER HER HAIR IS CUT WHAT DOES IT MEAN. GIRL WHAT’S GOING THROUGH YOUR MIND!!!!!!!

7. I’M GLAD THAT THEY GOT TO HAVE EACH OTHER THROUGH THE TOUGH TIMES, EVEN IF WE KNOW IT ALLLLLL GOES TO SHIT ;0; BUT I’M GLAD THEY HAD THE GOOD MOMENTS

8. I love that they all have their own colours!!!! I’M SAD THAT BREN/CALEB’S IS THE SAME EVEN THEN, TO WHEN WE SEE HIM IN CAMPAIGN 2 ; ; 

9. I actually love how colourful all the background characters are, hell yeah!

10. I am real curious about Eadwulf’s green glowy magic, and Astrid’s purple magic. Like do they signify elements or anything?? Why is wulf’s green when his colour is blue, when bren/astrid’s magic colour seems to match their character colour??

11. THE BLOOD ON THEIR FACES POST THAT INTERROGATION. THE BLOOD ON THEIR FACES WHEN THEY FUCKIN KISS.

12. “Neither am I” Oh no bren, oh no no no

13. THE HARD THING/REWARD/HARD THING/REWARD CYCLE IS, AGH, SO SLEAZY. TRENT WE ALREADY KNEW YOU WERE A GROSS MOTHERFUCKER WE DIDN’T NEED MORE PROOF!!!!! FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!

14. The shots of each one of them hopping out of the cart is very cute and bren beng last in the cart is very pretty

15. MOMMA ERMENDRUD WANTING TO FEED HER BOY IS SO SWEET ; ; ALSO, SURELY HIS WRAPPED FOREARMS WOULD NOT HAVE ESCAPED HIS PARENTS’ NOTICE. I WONDER HOW MUCH THEY WORRIED AND FRETTED EVEN AS THEY WERE ELATED TO SEE HIM AGAIN. GYAGH.

16. ; ; “Come on. It’s warmer up here.” Maybe Bren has gotten unused to sleeping alone, and being in his own bed by himself feels lonely.

17. Trent is a motherfucker.

18. ok so like just pausing the feelings one moment to commend how nice that firebolt being slung out of bren’s hand is. Like just from a, drawing perspective. I really love the movement in that frame, and also it makes me think of liam playing caleb and playing out his casting in game as well.

19. ok back to feelings, OH NO HIS LOVE OF DANCING, FROM HIS FAMILY. THEY WERE DANCING AND THEN HE BURNED THEM. NOT EVEN FRUMPKIN GOT OUT I’M MCFUCKING YELLING

20. YO I’M FUCKED UP ABOUT IT BEING THAT MOMENT THAT BREN BURNED ASTRID. FUCK. TALK ABOUT NEVER BEING ABLE TO FORGET THAT MOMENT, TALK ABOUT HAVING THAT MOMENT BURNED INTO NOT ONLY YOUR BRAIN BUT ALSO YOUR SKIN. ONE OF THOSE COULDN’T FORGET HIM EVEN IF THEY’D TRIED SCENARIOS

21. I didn’t realise they left bren behind so early and so soon after the breaking. FUCK. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN SUCH A FUCKING NIGHT FOR THEM. THE TRAUMA DEALT IN THAT ONE NIGHT ALONE. UNPARALLELED.

22. Trent’s a motherfucker

23. I ALSO, DIDN’T REALISE HOW SOON BREN BLANKED OUT FOR. I STILL REEL AT THE 11 YEARS HE LOST IN VERGESSON. I’M HURTING A LOT. THIS POOR BOY. HE WAS ONLY A BOY.

24. ok i do love caleb going murder town on the guard though. There’s some satisfaction in knowing that these are skills that ikithon pushed onto him, that he is now turning around and using against ikithon. It’s also kind of fucking chilling to this that for how bloody this scene is, it probably isn’t the worst that he (and his friends) have done.

25. HIS COAT HE GOT HIS COAT IS IT THE FIRST PURCHSE HE MAKES SINCE HE WAKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

26. FRUMPKIN #2, I’M SO SAD HE MUST’VE BEEN SO LONELY AND SAD AND HOMESICK AND GUILTY AND KDJDNKDJNAKJANKANKAJNKJANKAJNWEOIAJEJAWKDJKNKJNKJNFKJDNKJNDF WISHING FOR FRUMPKIN SO BADLY AND, FINALLY LEARNING HOW TO SUMMON HIM, AND KNOWING IT ISN’T FURMPKIN FRUMPKIN BUT HE JUST NEEDS THIS LITTLE LIE TO GET HIM THROUGH IT. HE WOULD HAVE GONE FROM BEING SO SURE AND IN LOVE AND BEING LOVED BY TWO PEOPLE THAT HE THOUGHT HE COULD TAKE ON THE WORLD FOR TO NOTHING IN WHAT MIGHT’VE SEEMED LIKE A SINGLE NIGHT FOR HIM. I’M THINKING ABOUT A CALEB THAT WAS LONELY JUST SLEEPING BY HIMSELF AND NOW HE’S SLEEPING BY HIMSELF IN A DITCH, IN A HOLE, IN WHATEVER SHELTER HE CAN SCAVENGE. FUCKCKCKCUFKUCFKFUKCJCN

27. Also okay okay okay okay I love the montage of all the fake names that he gives. 

28. ALSO, DID HE BUY THAT LITTLE GREEN BOOK THEN GIFT IT TO THE LITTER GIRL?????? IN PURPLE????? WITH BLONDE HAIR????????? WAS HE THINKING ABOUT ASTRID I’M SOGOGIGNFKGNG TO FUCKINGKJDNFKJNFDKJLKMLWKMELKMLUGGGJYG

29.

30. I LOVE that we get to see Nott!!!!! I didn’t expect to see Nott!!!! I love her!!!!!

In conclusion

FUCK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS!!!!!!!!! THIS COMIC IS SO GOOD!!!!!!!!! THANK U FOR ALL THE TASTY MORSELS OF EXTRA CHARACTER THINGS TO PLAY WITH!!!!!!!!!!! 

#CRITICAL ROLE #CR2 #CALEB WIDOGAST #CALEB ORIGINS COMIC #COMIC SPOILERS #CR SPOILERS #I GUESS #FUCK #IT'S LIKE 1AM #I KNEW I WAS GOING TO BE KEPT UP BY MY FEELINGS FROM THIS COMIC #BUT LIED TO MYSELF AND SAID IT WOULD BE FINE #IT WAS NOT FINE!!!!!! #HOW AM I MEANT TO SLEEP NOW!!!!!! #OH MY GOD!!!!!!! #LOOK AT ALL THESE EXCLAMATION MARKS JUST FALLING OUT OF ME HOW AM I MEANT TO GET TO SLEEP LIKE THIS ????????????? #ANYWAY I'M YELLING A LOT #FEEL FREE TO YELL AT ME TOO

[phantomphangphucker]

Phic Phight - The Weird Little Shit

For: @darks-ink

A class discussion held by Wes about Danny’s weirdness was never not going to be an absolute cluster fuck

Wes smacks the board, “alright, fuckers, thank you for coming-”.

“We’re only here because we lost a bet”.

“Shut up, Dash. You shouldn’t have to be strong-armed into learning the truth”. Everyone rolls their eyes at Wes pretty actively. “Anyway, since you all refuse to see or even listen to the truth of what Danny Fenton is. Instead, this. Weird shit about Danny Fenton one oh one”.

Dash snorts, “now this I can get behind, little shit weighs, like, ten pounds or some shit”. Wes points at him aggressively, “exactly”. Scribbling down ‘weighs less than a sack of potatoes' on the board. Star throwing in her two cents, “yeah and I’ve seen Sam just pick him up under her arm and run off”.

Brittney smacks her desk, “half the time he makes food directly in home ec it’s fucking cold, which ew, but also really weird”.

“Oh yeah he does that with his drinks too. He whole ass ‘drank’ a solid chunk of ice, major power move honestly”.

“And remember that snowball fight? I don’t think he ever actually made any snowballs, he just kept acquiring them”.

“Kid made for a great air conditioner when all the windows got stuck shut though; guy runs cold as fuck”.

Wes is just aggressively scribbling more down with a mildly manic grin.

“We should totally invite him to parties so he can keep the fucking beer cold”.

Dash laughs loudly and smacks Dale on the arm, “now there’s an idea!”, deadpanning, “still not inviting freaky Fenton though”. Dale chuckles very awkwardly.

“Well he’s an ice sculptor so that’s not surprising”.

“What the fuck do you mean ‘ice sculptor’? He clearly lifts weights in his spare time”.

“Oh yeah, he lowkey picked up the back end of my car once”.

“James, your car is a tiny little piece of shit. I could lift that damn thing”.

“Hey”.

“Anyway. Like I was saying, people who handle cold shit all the time, you know, like ice sculptors, usually have cold hands”.

“He lifts weights! Not ice sculpts!”.

“Here I though he was a painter”.

“Why the fuck would he be doing that?”.

“Well he’s always randomly splattered in green paint”.

Basically everyone pauses to look at Hanna. Kwan blinking, “the green is ectoplasm, duh”. Emilie shrugging and nodding, “everyone knows that”.

“Well I thought it was paint”.

“Well you’re clearly stupid”.

“Shut up”.

Dash waves everyone off, “so clearly not a painter or weight lifter, because have you seen his goddamn noodle arms?”.

“He lifts weights!”.

“No he doesn’t!”.

“Who cares! Have you seen his dad? Of course he’s a strong little shit! What really gets me is him getting out of locked rooms”.

“Oh he whole ass climbs out windows and shit”.

“All that ecto that gets on his skin makes his hands all sticky, hence why he can climb the side of buildings”.

“When the heck did you see him doing that?”.

“Oh I totally saw him showing off knife swallowing to some elementary kids”.

“I think he hangs out and does drugs or some shit on the roof”.

“So he climbs up the school building to do drugs? Why wouldn’t he just use the hidden steps like a normal person?”,

“I’m pretty sure the kitchen staff actually include him in their budget for missing utensils cause he eats so many of them”.

“Julie, no one’s saying Danny’s close to normal. Also kids got an iron stomach damn”.

Dash has to jump in there, “I totally made him eat my underwear once”. Earning him a round of judging glances. “What? I didn’t expect him to actually do it. I was planning to mock him for pussying out. But then the little fucker went and did it”.

“Power move”.

“Shut up”.

“You fed your underwear to a guy who builds guns?”.

“Excuse me but what?”.

“Maybe him doing so much dangerous shit is why his heartbeats all slow and stuff”.

“Again, excuse?”.

“Well we totally tested everyone’s heart rates and breathing and shit and he’s super low. He blamed his corn supper”.

“That’s stupid”.

“His corn supper had teeth, Todd”.

“Back to the gun making because what?”.

“FentonWorks is a weapon company what do you expect?”.

“James, he made a shotgun out of a pencil, two toothpicks, an elastic band, and a snapped in half penny. The thing was magically welded together”.

“You can’t weld a fucking pencil. It’s wood, moron”.

“Well it was goddamn wielded”.

Wes grumbles, “yeah he welded my binder zipper together once, stupid pyrokinesis”. Star glares at him, “I thought this wasn’t about your crazy conspiracy crap?”. Wes glares at her like she’s stupid.

“Ignoring Wes being crazy again. You guys do know he has laser beam lipstick right? He could totally weld stuff with that”.

“Didn’t he have a tail that one day?”.

“Huh?”.

“That lipstick of his is the plasma peach one right? Because girl I so need some, it makes amazing blush”.

“Oh no a dog just crawled under his shirt. I think he was trying to hide the treats or some shit?”.

“Fucking where? in his shoulder blades?!?”.

“Oh my god that’s right, he can totally pop all his joints out so probably yeah”.

“Since when could he do that? Better yet, why? Fucking ow”.

“His fingers also glow green when he cracks them”.

“Right Right I remember that! We also got him under a black light, totally wild”.

“I wish I could pop out my joints randomly”.

“He probably just eats glow sticks and they leaked into his joints and shit”.

“THAT MAKES NO SENSE”.

“Who cares, take him to a rave”.

“Oh my god yes he does amazing makeup”.

“Wait Fenton does makeup now too?”.

Wes points at Dash, “he’s got to cover up the dead parlour to his skin somehow”. With half the class shouting, “HE’S NOT DEAD”.

Emilie pursing her lips, “but what if he was, that would be hot”.

“EXCUSE ME!?!”.

“Oh get off your vanilla basic bitch high horse, Karen”.

Wes rubs his forehead, “not this shit again”. Smacking the board, “weird shit about Fenton, people! Not y’alls weird necrophilia fetish!”.

“Hey that’s just Emilie”.

Jesse looks genuinely offended, “bitch what? Have you seen a ghost? That glow? Mmmmmh yeah, daddy”.

Star chokes, “oh my god. I love our town”.

Wes sighs, “I should just start blocking you people from seeing ghosts at all. Cover those eyes until you stop BEING FUCKING BLIND”.

“Eyes never stop seeing, they just get covered”.

“NO! NO! BAD!“.

“That weirdly reminds me that Danny can totally walk with his eyes closed”.

“That’s weird how?”.

“How ‘bout you fucking try it then!”.

Dash shrugs, “well his eyes go glowy green all the time so no surprise he can just see through his eyelids”. More than a few people look to him, “why did you not add that to the weird list?”.

“Because it’s not weird”.

“Dash... do you know anyone with goddamn glowing eyes... besides ghosts”.

“Uhhh the entire Defect Quartet”.

“Excuse?!?”.

“Honestly him biting open pop-cans is weirder”.

“Oh god yeah, that’s horrible to hear”.

“He dead ass cut his lip up once doing that and just... kept doing it. There was blood all over his neck”.

“Why the heck didn’t anyone take an edgy aesthetic photo of that? Goddamn”.

“I feel like this is more an off-the-books class on discovering that Danny might actually be hot”.

“You wanna say Fenton’s hot again? I’ll goddamn choke you, motherfucker”.

“Do it you fake ass bear dom”.

A couple of people shuffle out of their desks and away when Dash actually throws a punch at Jasper.

“On a side note, once saw Danny sleeping in a trash can”.

“How is that weird”.

“How isn’t it? It’s a trashcan”.

“And he’s trash, your point”.

“YOU'RE GONNA HAVETA HIT HARDER IF YOU WANT TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION ON YOUR TWINK BOY! HE’S DURABLE AS FUCK!”.

“FUCK YOU!!!”.

“Huh, he did survive falling from the ceiling multiple times and that drowning once”.

“Fucker wasn’t drowned, he can breathe underwater”.

“Excuse me?”.

“WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!?!”.

Dash snapping his head around, “IM TEACHING HIM A LESSON!”. Jasper just smirks, “I DON’T NEED BREATH PLAY TIPS FROM YOU!”. Dash tries punching him again.

“This is ridiculous, I mean really, Danny would be the dom”. That silenced the entire room.

“What?”.

“Come on, he ate Skulker once ‘cause the guy was coping him an attitude”.

“DANNY EATS GHOSTS?!?”.

Wes turns around and slams his head on the board, “God fuck this is such a cluster fuck”.

“You’re hosting this and holding us hostage here”.

“YOU’RE NOT MY HOSTAGES! YALL LOST A BET!”.

“Oh suck my toes”.

“WHAT?!”.

“While Wes loses his mind for the fifth time this week, what we’ve got is he’s icy as shit, likes welding and makeup and ice sculptures and weight lifting, weighs fuck all, just vores goddamn everything, and climbs shit weirdly well?”.

“You’re forgetting all the glow shit”.

“HA! Glowing shit”.

“Fuck Todd, you are a dumbass”.

“IN SHORT LOCAL ELDRITCH TEEN BUT HE’S STILL NOT A GODDAMN GHOST WES!”

“FUCK YOU! IT’S SO GODDAMN OBVIOUS HOW ARE YOU PEOPLE LIKE THIS OHMYGOD!”.

Just then Danny Fenton opens up the door, the class going dead silent while he glances around slowly. Him looking to the whiteboard, then slowly back to his fellow teens, speaking “Oh no. Oh no. Oh no, no, no, no, no”, while slowly backing out and closing the door.

At first, no one says anything before Star snickers, “pffft”; the entire classroom bursting out into laughter directly afterwards.

Wes turning around and smacking his head on the board once again, “why. Just. Why me”.

END.

Prompt: Wacky reveals (ex: Danny drying up too quickly bc intangibility, Danny's drink stays cool way too long, people's electronic devices are always more charged when they've been near Danny, etc)

#Danny Phantom #phic phight #phic phight 2021 #phic phight 21 #phandom #team halfa #wes #star #dash #kwan #danny #everyone's a little shit #poor wes #gossip #fan fic #phan phic #my writing #have a fic suck my dick #phantomphangphucker #gothmoth #fluff #fluff and crack #crack

[molagboop]

More observations about Raven Beak: Glowy Bits edition. Spoilers for the end of the game beneath the cut. I know it came out six months ago, but some people wait a year to play games for various reasons.

By now you have noticed that power suits glow. If a bit looks like it gives off light, it probably does.

The three bits that glow on Big Chozo here are the cannon, the visors over the eyes, and the red bits on his outer thighs.

Now I believe the same can be said for Samus, but the glowy bits of his power suit (which we'll call "emissions" for brevity) have a tendency to go ham when he's getting ready to let off a burst of bird magic/cannon energy/aeion tomfoolery/you name it.

All of the emissions glow brighter as he gears up to snatch Samus out of mid-air at the very end of the fight.

The lights on his suit turn off when we see him after Samus' transformation, presumably because he's all out of energy. While I'm thinking about it, callback to this post about his shoulder pads because they're very visible in the first of these two images: the blue plates on the back are missing because he ejected them to pull out his big, feathery fliers. Continuity!

As with the wing/shoulder pads thing, these are little details that I've noticed after beating the game a hundred billion times. I don't know if any of you noticed, but it took me until last week to clue into the fact that all the red bits on his suit weren't glowing when he got up for round two.

Also can we talk about the fact that this motherfucker got sucked so hard by a 6'3 Metroid that it drained the energy from his fortress, causing it to crash down to the planet's surface, and he still had the strength to pick himself back up to have another go at her? Like... damn grandpa, you're probably not winning this round, but the fact you're still standing really speaks to your resilience. You ate your vitamins and it shows.

#screenshots #metroid dread spoilers #not art #raven beak

[fairefolked]

so @okelli​ said they wanted a more in depth tortilla so ya gorl is here to deliver. here you go. click this link. that's it. that's the tutorial.

ok i'm done trying to be funny. i've chucked this in here under a cut, but please keep in mind, this is not a professional tutorial. i am in no way an artist/professional/the be all and end all/guru/god; this is just my editing process. so you don't need to follow it exactly to the t. you're more than welcome to change any processes and do your own thing. i know there are some more technical and frankly better tutorials out there by other simblrs that go really into details and what have you which are really helpful (and i do encourage everyone to go check them out), but please keep criticisms close to your heart bc i reiterate; i have no fucking clue what i'm doing. but let's get started bc this bitch gon be long.

what you're going to need:

photoshop or some other editing program. i personally use ps cc 2019, however gimp will probably also work

reshade; however whatever version you use is up to you. again, i use 4.6.1.

google is your best friend and mine

a screenshot of your choosing w some slick lighting

a lot of patience

for images where the resolution isn’t clear, click here for full size.

step one:

open up your screenshot in your editing program of choice. i have picked this screenshot for the purpose of the tutorial bc of the spicy lighting. also did i spend an hour building this for the purpose of this tutorial? i cannot confirm or deny these suspicions, but we're usin it ok. for this picture i used @intramoon​‘s alethiology reshade preset bc it’s my fav atm. you can find it here.

step two:

apply your colourgrade. i used the sonder actions by again @intramoon​ bc this tutorial is sponsored by asia. i’m not going to go too in depth here, bc this differs from screenshot to screenshot. i’m only mentioning it bc it’s fairly important to the next step. adding the colourgrade turned my screenshot from what you see above to this.

as you can see, the colours are now slightly more muted and there’s more of a green hue to it. 

step three:

depending on the colour scheme you’re going for with the screenshot, you’re going to want to pick a colour that compliments it. since my screenshot is still quite warm toned, i chose #fff4d8 which is a pale yellow. you’re going to want to take this onto a soft brush (they come with photoshop so if you’re new to using ps, it’s a default, you don’t need to download anything). i’ll include a screenshot of what it looks like. 

before painting anything, what you’re going to want to do is create a NEW layer. you can do this by either pressing shift + ctrl + n or by clicking layer in the menu bar up top, selecting new, and then new layer.

on your new layer, with the colour and brush selected, what you’re going to do is paint over the areas that are already highlited by ea lighting. for example, my screenshot ended up looking like this.

looks pretty messy, but that’s ok bc we’re going to change the blending mode to overlay as seen below. obviously this made the lighting look slightly too intense. dw this is not how we leave it.

i also change the opacity to suit the image. i set my opacity to 50% and this is what it ended up looking like.

i added in an extra step that i only use occasionally for this tutorial, and basically that extra step is going in with a soft WHITE brush and taking it to the areas that look extra glowy - i.e. the typewriter, the pie and the counter handle. this is what mine looked like. this needs to be again done on a new layer, so make sure you ctrl + shift + n or select a new layer in the menu bar.

again changing the layer to overlay, and changing the opacity. this is what my settings looked like. 

again, please refer to the full size image folder, however for those lazy like me; opacity is at 65%

step four:

on your main layer of lighting overlay (if you didn’t add more like i did it should be your only one), you will want to add a layer mask. this can be done by clicking this little button here 

once you’ve done that, it should add a white box on your layer and look like this 

because the colour has lightened some of our shadows, and depending on how deep you want your shadows to be, you’re going to want to click onto the white layer mask and with a soft brush set to the colour black, you’re going to want to draw over the shadowed areas that you want to deepen again.

for reference these are the areas that i went over. and my layer mask now looks like this 

step five: 

creaTE A NEW LAYER!!!!!! this time we’re going in with shadows. pick a dark grey colour (or black, your choice. i prefer dark grey), i used #1c1a18 and paint over the areas where you want to deepen the shadows further again.

this is what mine looked like 

set that to soft light and change your opacity (don’t use overlay this time, it’s too harsh on the picture). 

my picture now looks like this:

subtle changes make a world of difference.

step six:

FIND A LIGHT RAY!!!! i mentioned in the ask i published that i particularly like using this one i found on google, and i did use it for the purpose of this tutorial as well.

pop her on your picture and change the positioning. positioning can be changed by pressing ctrl + t and either flipping/rotating (which can be done by right clicking on the texture and selecting flip horizontal etc) and dragging the corners. if you’re dragging the corners to make the texture smaller, maKE SURE YOU’RE HOLDING SHIFT DOWN WHEN YOU’RE DRAGGING SO THE DIMENSIONS STAY THE SAME. with the positioning, make sure you’re putting the light areas of your texture where the light source is coming from. it’s really important to have a basic understanding of light and shadows. i flipped mine horizontally and made the texture smaller as well as rotated a little. 

set her to screen and change you’re opacity.

boy i’m sounding like a broken record lmao, but my picture now looks like this.

starting to look kinda nice right? 

step seven:

download this video. open it up in photoshop and make sure you have your timeline window on. if you don’t and don’t know how to change it, up the top, select WINDOW and make sure there is a tick next to timeline which is near the bottom of the drop down. once you’ve done that, click ANYWHERE along the little timeline that has shown up and it gives you a frame for the dust texture. it should look something like this. (the red is bc that little blue and red guy is important)

press ctrl + a on your keyboard to select all and copy that motherfucker. past her on your screenshot, set her to screen and play with her opacity again.

if you’re unhappy and feel like it’s too busy, you can go back and add a layer mask and using that same soft black brush, erase problematic areas the same way we did in step four. mine ended up looking like this.

NOW THIS PART IS OPTIONAL!!!!!

using the colour fill or paint bucket tool, i went in on another new layer with another pale yellow (#e4dcb1) and filled in the whole image. i set that to COLOUR and put it on a clipping mask RIGHT ABOVE the dust texture. you can add a clipping mask by right clicking and selecting set clipping mask. it now only applies to the layer directly below, which is our dust layer. i only did this because the white was too harsh (lol) and i wanted the dust to blend a little better with the surroundings.

finally step eight:

again optional, but if you like the vintage look like i do, select the layer with your screenshot and using the noise v2 action by @intramoon​ (hi again asia) in this set, add some noise. it creates a duplicate layer, which you can then play with the opacity of to set to your desired strength.

once you’ve done that, you’re basically done!!! this is what my screenshot ended up looking like by the very end. 

that concludes our spicy lighting tutorial. i hope you were able to do better than i do on a good day. enjoy!!!!!! if there are any parts that you need clarification on, please feel free to yell at me and i’ll see if i can help lol

#ts4 tutorial #s4 tutorial #editing tutorial #the sims 4 #s4 #ts4 #ts4 screenshot #s4 screenshot #ts4 edit #s4 edit #i tried #it's long #i got lazy #i'm sorry

[redrobin-detective]

Crawls out from the Pit

Alright so after about 2 and half weeks I have finished all 8 seasons, 80 episodes of Ben 10 Omniverse. I’m a little sad to be done but also glad to have my free time back (also if I have to hear that motherFUCKING opening theme again I will actually cry). So it was an experiencing one that was both super enjoyable but also infuriating. Let me break down my thoughts (with some spoilers) under the cut.

Things I liked

- From the very first episode I was, and still am just fascinated by the basic world set up. Ben Tennyson is known across the entire universe as a hero and wielder of the Omnitrix, everyone he meets knows who he is. Coming off series with locked down secret identities Ben’s status as a universal celebrity had both pros and cons and was simply fascinating to watch.

 - Aliens are common in his hometown of Bellwood and there’s a thriving populous under the city. Watching aliens and humans interact with awkward moments and periods of adjustment was damn interesting, great world building in there too.

- The Plumbers being intergalactic peace keepers of sorts (again with all the good and bad that come with essentially being space cops) and having a presence on earth and beyond. Ben’s status as being part of the organization but not a true member, one who really answers only to himself was intriguing.

- For all that I nitpick Ben and Rook’s relationship (stilllll not seeing shippers sorry) I loved Rook Blonko as a character, he was delightful. I also did like Ben and Rook’s relationship bc their individual prejudices and problems kept them from becoming actually close and reliant on one another and while it came close at times it never really resolved which I’m okay with.

- Love the time travel shit *chefs kiss* Professor Paradox my beloved. Also I would die for No Watch Ben. And why is Ben 23 so popular? He’s a lil bitch.

- Genuinely did love the cartoony artstyle, I was obsessed with how green Ben’s eyes were. My personal fanon is the Omnitrix has slowly made them green and glowy over the years. Also the flashbacks to 10-11 year old Ben, baby diagnosed. Such a cutie patootie. 

- Speaking of which, loved the frequent callbacks to the original series (my first and favorite). OV felt way more connected to that Ben that I first fell in love with than AF or UAF.

- Ben, when his character was executed right, was wonderful. A big hearted teen who has way too much power and responsibility just doing his best. He covers his fear of failure with jokes and a deceptively casual attitude. While he can be lazy and overconfident and doesn’t think things through, he is dedicated to what he does not for fame but to help people and his determination and adaptability always see him through. 

Things I Didn’t Like

- So when Ben was done right it was great but my biggest peeve was how they changed his personality, maturity, competency level episode by episode. Sometimes he was capable of complex negotiations, sometimes all he could do was complain and eat junk foods, sometimes he he could sheer climb walls, other times he was pathetically weak without his Omnitrix. Needless to say I was really irked by the dangerously immature & reckless, rude to the point of being mean, willfully idiotic moron version of Ben who didn’t care about anything.

- When I first started someone said the first half of OV was good and the rest was not. They were right, loved S1-4, 5-8 had good episodes but overall was either cringing or rolling my eyes. S5 in particular aggravated me with Ben being at his worst. I was pulling my hair out at Ben yelling about how ugly and monstrous the citizens of Anur Transyl were like Ben... you regularly turn into those aliens.... your whole deal is being able to see from other’s perspectives...

- Just, the lack of taking itself seriously or following through on some damn interesting storylines. Like Ben being put on trial for recreating the universe? And being found guilty not just of that but misusing the Omnitrix??? That’s good shit right there but they waved it all away with some trial by combat bullshit and well back to normal. I know its a cartoon but that episode infuriated me. 

- Gwen and Kevin... didn’t care for them much here. Their characters just felt flat and shoved in whenever it was convenient with no real meaningful interactions between the supposedly close trio. They really were thrown under the bus to make room for Rook and the whole Plumbers thing.

- Kai *long groan* Honestly any attempt to address Ben’s love life was so nightmarishly bad. Everyone who says that Ben is Aromatic is absolutely correct. Boy hardly showed any interest in dates and tried to get out of most of them and yet he was ‘destined’ to be with a girl who was shown only to care about his transformations and not him? And that he didn’t really respect back? Hell no.

- Most of the villains were kinda Meh. Maltruant was cool but underused, we hardly got ANYTHING interesting out of the series big bad Vilgax, Albedo was... still don’t know what to think of him. Malware was cool tho, the whole Feedback thing was painful.

So overall the good outweighs the bad but I liked it far more at the beginning than I did the end. I’ll rewatch some of my favorites but probably won’t do a full binge again. Still, I love the idea of this particular universe and really did enjoy most of my watch!

[binunus]

needy | mj (m)

a/n Y’ALL MYUNGJUN GIVES OFF GOOFY BESTIE ENERGY BUT HE’S EQUALLY A HOT MOTHERFUCKER SO I HOPE YOU GET SOME MMM GRR BARK BARK FEELINGS FROM THIS LIKE I DID

{request: Hii! I hope you are well! :) I was wondering if you could do a Scenario about the reader and Mj from astro smut like the reader just wants attention but Mj is just too* busy* but when he finally gives in, he's kinda pissed off because you're being a brat and he's kinda harsh when you know...but at the end he is super sweet and makes sure the reader is okay. Idk if it makes sense but yea. Thank you 💕💕}

→ pairing: bf!myungjun x fem!reader

→ genre: smut, fluff at the end

→ warnings: this is basically a pwp like i just got right into it mm, choking, spanking, reader calls myungjun sir !!!, slight degradation, unprotected sex (cover your stump before you hump kiddies), rimming??? anal fingering??, semi-public?? sex?? practice room sex, mirror sex

→ word count: 1.7k

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Your POV

You stared at your boyfriend with a pout, sitting at one end of the practice room with your arms crossed and legs hot. You’ve been wet for the better part of an hour now, wanting nothing more than for your boyfriend to finish his extra dance practice so that he could fuck you senseless in the comfort of your home. 

To be fair, you sorta knew what you were getting into. Watching Myungjun dance always somehow turned you on, he just looked so sexy when he was focusing, especially when he brushed his sweat-filled hair back to get a clearer look of his movement in the mirror.

But you promised him you would behave. He needed to get this new routine down and he didn’t want any distractions from you while he was in the zone. 

“Junie, how much longer?” You whined as he took a little breather, resting his hands on his knees. He panted, giving you a smile as he stood to stretch, “Almost done bub, promise. You only have to hold out for a little bit longer.”

He knew that you were aroused, you always were when you watched him practice. Believe him, he would much rather be in bed with you right now, but that was for after he finished this practice.

You leaned back against the chair with a sigh, pursing your lips together as he played the music once again, starting over with the routine from the beginning. Good things come to those who wait, but unfortunately for you, you hated waiting, especially when you were so turned on you could die.

Ten minutes turned into twenty, which turned into thirty, and by the hour mark, you couldn’t just sit still anymore. Myungjun was still practicing, completely forgetting about you and the passing time as he poured his all into the routine. 

Subtly, you inched your way closer, Myungjun noticing your movement immediately in the corner of his eyes. “What are you doing?”

“I’ve been sitting for almost three hours, just wanted to move my legs for a bit.” You answered simply, hands behind your back. “Carry on.”

“I’m almost done,” He reminded you, to which you nodded passively. “Bub, are you upset?”

“No,” You shook your head, “I mean, you said you were almost done an hour ago, but it’s fine.”

“Bub,” Myungjun sighed, approaching you, taking your hands in his, “I’m sorry, but I need to ace this routine by tomorrow. I appreciate you waiting patiently for me bub, I really do.”

“You’ve been working hard until now, I think you deserve a little break.” You said encircling your arms around his neck. He chuckled, hands finding your hips as he kissed you quickly on the lips. “My break will be when we’re back home.”

He tapped you lightly asking you to let go, but you weren’t going to give in easily now that he was in your vicinity. You tightened your hold around his neck, lips moving along his jaw as you pressed your front to his. “y/n.”

“Take a little break, Junie.” You whispered between kisses, not minding the salty taste of his sweat as you began to suck on his neck. Myungjun bit the inside of his cheek, the feeling of your lips on his skin stirring some movement in his pants. He released a breathy sigh, letting himself indulge in your actions for a bit. 

In a sudden, you pulled away, sneaking a hand down to give the front of his pants a squeeze before you turned your back to him, walking to the side and taking a seat against the mirrors. Your boyfriend gave you a baffled look, “Carry on with your practice, Junie.”

You smiled innocently at him, a teasing lilt in your voice as you noticed the growing hardness in his pants. Myungjun returned to his dance practice, but you knew it would only be a matter of minutes until he gave in, once he grew hard, his restrain practically disappeared. Your next actions were planned out strategically, your eye contact never straying from his as you spread your legs unashamed, hands resting at the base of your inner things.

Just as you expected, Myungjun only lasted one more run through before he stomped up to you, pulling you up roughly and pressing you against the mirrors. You squeaked in excitement as he stared at you intensely, leaning in until your foreheads were touching. “That was a dirty move, princess. I can’t focus now because of you.”

Instead of responding, you connected your lips in a searing kiss, your hands immediately slipping under his shirt to feel the expanse of his skin. Myungjun held you tightly against the mirrors as he ground his hips into yours, making you feel the outline of his bulge with every movement. You keened, moaning into his mouth as your nails scratched against his abdomen. “Can we go now?”

“No,” He said gruffly, his hand slithering up your body and wrapping around your throat, his fingers pressing into the sides of your neck. “You just couldn’t wait a little bit longer so I’m going to fuck you here right now.”

You whined as he flipped your body around, your cheek pushed against the mirror as Myungjun hastily pulled your leggings down, your ass bared out in the open of the practice room. You braced yourself, palms on the mirror to hold your weight as he delivered a harsh smack to your bottom, the sound ringing loud and clear.

Your body jolted with every spank, eyes shut tightly as the sting quickly morphed into pleasure. Myungjun groped your ass firmly, cursing at the red imprints that his hands made after every strike. Your cunt was absolutely soaked, your slick trailing down the inside of your thighs. This, of course, didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend, the male cupping your heat as he spread your legs further apart. “Shit princess, you’re dripping on the floor. You wanna get fucked that bad?”

“Yes sir.” You panted, jutting your ass back in desperation, “Please fuck me.”

Not letting another second go to waste, Myungjun pulled down his pants to let it pool around his ankles, lining his tip up with your entrance. He ran his length up and down your folds only once before pushing in, letting out a groan as your walls enveloped his cock. You screamed as Myungjun immediately thrusted at a merciless pace, not allowing you any time to adjust to size, not that you really needed it anyway.

Your hands balled into fists, focusing on Myungjun and Myungjun only. The sounds heard in the practice room were obscene, the skin of his pelvis slapping against your ass bouncing on the walls.

You didn’t even bother to mask your moans, too lost in the pleasure of Myungjun’s cock fucking you against the mirrors. At a particular hard thrust, your legs suddenly caved in, causing his length to slip out as you dropped onto the floor.

Without giving you a moment to breathe, he swiftly got onto his knees and entered you again, this position giving him more leverage as his thrusts were more precisely aimed, battering the deepest parts of your cunt.

You moaned as Myungjun spread your cheeks open, his thumb probing at your second entrance. Immediately, you clenched the hole, ears ringing as he let his spit dribble onto the cleavage of your ass, using it as lubrication before he pressed his thumb into your tight hole.

Your mouth opened in pleasure, panting as your muscles adjusted to his thumb, the added intrusion only making your walls tighten around his cock. God, you felt so full.

Myungjun started fingering your ass in time with his thrusts, cursing as you moaned his name like a mantra. His free hand harshly pulled at your hair, your neck straining as he forced you to look up at the mirror.

Your cheeks flushed at the sight, your clothing disheveled as Myungjun pounded into you from behind, sweat covering his face in a light glowy sheen.

“You like this, princess? You like getting fucked where anyone can walk in and see how much of a filthy slut you are?”

“Yes,” You groaned, throat raw from all your screaming, eyes threatening to close from Myungjun’s intimidating stare.

“Yes what?” He gritted his teeth, letting go of your hair as he delivered another spank to your ass. Your head fell forward, leaning on your elbows as you responded to him. “Yes sir.”

“That’s right, princess.” He said lowly, keeping his thumb plugged in your ass hole as he started ramming into your cunt. His pace was bruising, the two of you nearing your highs.

You let out a high-pitched scream when his fingers reached under to rub at your clit, your vision turning spotty as the band of your orgasm quickly snapped. Myungjun groaned as your walls fluttered around his cock, the grip your cunt had pushing him to his impending release.

His hips didn’t relent as his seed spilled inside of you, fucking you both thoroughly through your orgasms. You moaned in sensitivity as you felt his cock pulsating, your body collapsing onto the floor when he pulled out, your limbs skin to jelly.

Myungjun sat back on his palms, trying to catch his breath from your quick little fuck session. After about a minute or so, your boyfriend stood and pulled his pants up before going to the table to grab a couple of tissues. He returned to where you laid glued on the floor, gently wiping the mixture of your releases from your cunt and ass, “C’mon bub.”

He helped you onto your feet, making a noise of surprise as you leaned onto him for support, legs still weak. “You okay?”

“Mhm,” You nodded, still feeling the after effects of your orgasm as you hazily tried to wear your leggings again. Myungjun laughed, holding you up by your waist as he pressed a kiss to your temple, “Are you gonna practice again?”

“I think I’ve had enough practice for today.” He smiled fondly, walking you both to your things. “I can fine tune it tomorrow with the guys. For now, I think it’s time for us to go home.” ____________________________________________

2-12-21

#I KNOW THIS WAS SHORT #BUT I WENT RIGHT INTO IT #ALRIGHT #kim myungjun #myungjun #mj #astro mj #astro #myungjun fluff #myungjun smut #myungjun au #myungjun scenarios #mj fluff #mj smut #mj au #mj scenarios #astro fluff #astro smut #astro scenarios #astro au

[bitch-of-the-wilds]

Dragon Age 2: Abridged

You start the game and as you're running 🏃‍♂️💨 away from the Zombi- I mean Darkspawn, the very first thing that happens is one of your 2 younger siblings fucking dies. ⚰️💀🥀(RIP Carver)

Then there's a dragon 🐉 which is awesome! But also: fuck, there's a dragon and you're level 1. But wait, now the dragon's an old lady who you swear sounds familiar. 🧙‍♀️ But she won't teach you how to become a dragon, so who cares.

Anyway, your mother cradles your sibling's cooling corpse to her chest and blames you for their death because you're the oldest and (somehow⁉️) you were supposed to protect them from the massive 5-ton ogre and stop it from crushing their rib cage like a gerbil in the hands of a vindictive toddler. 🐹

It's mentioned in passing that "At least they're with father now," and oh, yeah, guess your dad is dead too.

Surprise! Welcome to Dragon Age: 2 -The game where the plot is made up and your feelings don't matter. 🎆🎇

After you finally escape the fuckin 🍭🔥Candy Land from Hell🔥🍭: you're sold into servitude (see also: slavery) to pay your way into the city because your drunkard of an uncle has gambled away every penny of wealth your family ever had, including the house (and the dog too, but don't worry, there's DLC for that 🐕)

Then, after a year of smuggling and/or shady mercenary work for the dickheads that hold your leash, you're still broker than a ramen-filled Millenial with an undergrad degree in psychology, so you have to go into the Deep Roads to find your fortune.

Do you take your only remaining sibling with you into one of the most dangerous places in Thedas? Or do you leave them in Kirkwall, an almost equally as dangerous place, without even little ole' you there to protect them or your aged, decrepit, spiteful mother (who still kinda hates you for letting your sibling die)?

📱VOTE NOW ON YOUR PHONES! 📱

The kicker is that NO MATTER WHICH CHOICE YOU MAKE, you still lose your sibling! They're taken by the Chantry, (the ⭕Circle/⛑️Templars) if you leave them at home, and if you take them with you, they fucking DIE.

Oh, UNLESS you brought that one edgy, possessed, fugitive Gray Warden you met in the ass end of Darktown with you. Then they don't die. Instead, they themselves are given to the Gray Wardens to try and save them from 🤎😩The Taint 😩🤎 who then disappear back into the Deep Roads for 3 fucking years. IN FACT you don't even know if your fucking sibling LIVES or DIES until Shit City winds up on fucking 🔥FIRE🔥 and they just happen to run into you while you're up to your tits in body organs.

And also that one edgy Gray Warden rebel, Anders -who you actually kinda like, even if he is a whiney bitch, happens to stay on with you because you helped him kill his ex boyfriend (*Micky Mouse voice* it's a special tool that will help us later!🎁)

Oh, and let's not forget that Grand Adventure where your ancient ass mom 🤶 is kidnapped by a Coo-Coo for Cocoa Puffs serial murderer and then canabalized into a semi-living sex doll 🧟‍♀️(that smells a bit like formaldehyde under the stench of rotting old lady flesh) just because she happens to look a little bit like the dude's dead FWB/wife. 👩‍❤️‍👨

So, when you finally fucking find her -buried under a cesspool of blood, shit and demons (where else?)- you obviously have to kill the dork-ass, serial-killing, LITERAL MOTHERFUCKER who took her.

But OOPS! His blood magic🩸 was the only thing keeping her build-a-bitch body alive, so naturally it disperses as he death-rattles on the floor.🤮

She only lives long enough to say her last regret is leaving you alone in 🗡️ Murder City™️ 🗡️ by yourself before she fucking DIES IN YOUR ARMS in front of your sad ass friends and probably your love interest.

Speaking of which, I hope you didn't dick-down the pirate 🏴‍☠️ then fuck around and find out you caught feelings and shit, cause she straight up leaves your ass to skip town on bail with a Super Special Book. 📖

And god forbid you romanced Fenris because his broody ass just ups and leaves you after a mediocre as fuck one night stand, leaving you with Lyium-blue balls. 🧪 Oh, did I mention that it took 3 fuckin YEARS of courting to get him to into bed? 🛌 But at least he stays with you, helping kill bitches and whatnot, casually twisting that little knife in your heart an inch at a time because he has enough emotional baggage 🎒👜🧳🛍️ to sink a fucking naval armada to the bottom of the Boeric ocean. 🆘⛵🛥️🛳️⛵🚢🛥️🆘

But the fun doesn't stop there! No, no! Because while you may have lost your entire family -i.e. your mother, father and both baby siblings- and potentially your love interest 💔 (You can keep your shitty drunken uncle tho lmfao), that doesn't matter cause we're not done with our field trip through hell just yet kiddies. 🚎 Beep beep, bitch.

So, what's next on 💥Apocalypse Bingo?💥 Oh, that's right, you gotta stop the invading force of massive roid-raging dragon-people with kick ass horns, and their leader just decapitated the king👑 in front of you.

Also they burned 🗑️Trash Town🗑️ to the ground and you have to pick of the pieces of your shitty city. Again.

And after you've done that, after you've done what all the king's horses 🐎🐎🐎 and all the king's men🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️ couldn't fucking do, you're awarded the title of Champion because no good deed goes unpunished!

Yay! You're the savior of Shit City! Hooray. 💩

✨🌟⭐ But wait! There's more! ⭐🌟✨

That one Glowy Red bitch you've seen around the Gallows when you're not ogling Cullen's noodle hair is pissy at Skeletor the Secret Blood Mage. Time to play peace keeper.

It doesn't go well. They're both still assholes. 🤷🤷‍♂️🤷‍♀️

Oh but, remember Anders? The edgy Gray Warden dude? The one who hears voices in his head, but swears it's just his 👻☄️Spirit Friend☄️👻 The one who you kinda like?

He needs to go grocery shopping. For... cookie ingredients. 🍪

Here's the list: 📜

-Mushrooms 🍄

-Literal, actual shit 💩

-Sulfur 💨

-Amonium Nitrate 🔥

-Other shit, this time metaphorical🚫💩

Okay, weird request, right? But he did help you kill some hoes and give you the map to the Deep Roads which may or may not have gotten your sibling killed, so you owe him one, right? And, well, maybe you kinda like this edgy weirdo who occasionally turns blue when he's mad 👺, so you're willing to do him a solid.

Well, turns out that trip to Kirkwalmart wasn't for ingredients to Anders' fav cookies.

It was actually

⚡💥💣☢️A FUCKIN NUKE☢️💣💥⚡

which he uses to blown up the church ⛪ which happens to be in the city 🌇 your pathetic ass spent 6 years Humpty Dumpty-ing🍳 killing a few hundred innocent people and probably at least one or two dogs🐶💀🐶 so either way he's a fuckin dildo.

Oh, and that kicks off World War Thedas, and the FBI 🚔 thinks you're responsible, so you have to leave your Shit City and lay low.

But you got to meet Varric so it was worth it. 👍

Probably.

#shit post #dragon age #da #da2 #dragon age 2 #fenris #isabela #varric #anders #hawke #carver #bethany #mine #my post #funny #kirkwall crew #flemmeth

[anestheticrage]

Be you: Morgan Yu (a name so fitting Yu might forget you're not You) scientist extraordinaire, catchin’ some z's in your penthouse apartment. Got red in the eyes, and needles in the brain. Big Bro Yu calls to say how excited he is to stick more needles in Yu. we can roll with that. ride a helicopter to see the Title, press some buttons, move some crates, watch the doctor get eaten by a big ol’ black spider. typical day at the offi-

Be you: Morgan Yu, scientist extraordinaire, catchin so-  wait, wtf is going on? Who moved the cereal. also that’s one fake ass helicopter, and now a calendar is talking to Yu, and all the apples and coffee mugs are actually spiders, and your penthouse is a space station. this sounds like a job for the trusty wrench. Wait, did i accidentally click on System Shock…

become the paranoid monster you were always meant to be, and smash every inanimate object between Yu and that office. Stick with the disembodied voices, they’ll know what to do. Big Bro is happy you’re alive, but says Yu need to get your shit together and embrace your potential as the ultimate hybrid Cyberpunk alien god. expectations are high, but anxiety is higher. Calendar says fuck that, blow shit up. sounds like a plan. go meet calendar in person... err, machine, and realize it's you. Not Yu, you. Just you. Not to be confused with other Yu, or other you. You tells Yu that Yu were you, and that you said 'blow up everything', but other other you says run away. Wonder what Yu thinks?

hit snooze on your introspective personality crisis slash moral dilemma, cause it’s time to recycle. luckily people materials come in three easy to identify color coded cubes, and alien materials are a bouncy purple ball. Yu’d think this technology would be hard to come by, but luckily theres a cube n’ ball machine around every corner like its fucking Starbucks.

now the spiders are people, and the people are dead, and the dead are everywhere, and so are the spiders. adopt 'scream and run away' policy as a legitimate strategy, while trying to collect enough cubes and orbs to make more of the needles that got you here in the first place. hard to learn from history when JFK didn't actually die, and also oh right you have no M e M o R i E s

its a spider, its a wrench, its a SHOTGUN. oh how the turn tables have tided. feel unstoppable for all of 30 seconds until the floaty bois arrive and all the ammo is gone. fuck TriOptimum…. i mean Transtar, and their shitty ammo distribution. id almost rather fight plagues and rats with a foldable sword...

INTERMISSION 

oh shit wait Yu GET TO FLOAT IN SPACE WITH A JETPACK, MOTHERFUCKER, NEVER MIND I TAKE IT ALL BACK. it’s the one mechanic to save them all. nothing screams spacepunk dystopia like looting a mutilated corpse in the void. Glide around for about an hour to see all the locked doors at your disposal, get bored cause space is still just space, and now it’s time to get your boots back on the ground to sAvE tHe WoRlD or whatever You, Yu, and other You keep going on about. But first have an apple and a nice refreshing bottle of  - GOD DAMMIT WILL YOU STOP RIPPING OFF FACES EVERY 5 SECONDS

Big Bro and the calendar are at it again. yes yes, fate of the human race… brainwashing, needles, convoluted plots, evil experiments… got it got it. Pretend to be listening while you hack into every god damn email ever sent on this space station. oh shit you have an ex girlfriend and shes still alive. maybe you can get something out of all this bullshit after all. hopefully she has a kink for needle marks

up the non-elevator to turn on the elevator, to go back down another elevator, to the other elevator, that leads back to the first elevator that takes us to the door we were already at that needed to be opened to begin with. It’s almost like the physical maze of the space station is a metaphor for the complex labyrinth of morality for an individual with no true past and the fate of a species in their amnesiatic hands……..

maybe if there was as much ammo as there are loading screens on this fucking station we could have actually stopped this before space satan took over everything. 

and now there are glowy cobwebs everywhere sending mysterious premonitions that make it more obvious than ever that the disembodied voices are lying to Yu. shocker. 

grow some apples, play some dnd with dead people, unearth a black market smuggling ring, and participate in the best lesbian revenge plot since The Handmaiden. rescue Javik from his own stupidity and emotional distress cause Mozart is the key to happiness in the space apocalypse. Inevitably run out of side quests and cubes and orbs and needles and realize it’s time to get this whole saving the world business over with, so Yu can get some fucking sleep, and I can play SOMETHING FUN

The voices all agree Yu need to reboot the station. Oh hey it’s your nearly dead ex who controls the power button. Isn’t that convenient “have you tried turning it off and on again?” THANKS. DIDN’T THINK OF THAT. GLAD THAT DEGREE IS REALLY PAYING OFF. NO WONDER WE BROKE UP

turn it off and on again. oh... guess that worked.

Help your ex score some drugs to cure her Space Diabetes, only to find out that you (not Yu) murdered her dad for Science™

Now the fuzz is here via a series of bad decisions on everyones part, most specifically your parents for ever giving birth to Yu, but also other reasons such as: corporate evil, and plot holes. zap a bunch of flying robots and the guy who owns them cause honestly why have a difficult boss fight when literally every encounter has been. a. fucking. boss. fight. 

Finally meet up with Big Bro to get the kaboom key, get the biotic god pitch once again, continue to not speak to anyone and pretend you’re in a simulation (>.>) get interrupted by the ultimate eldritch horror. *see: 'scream and run away'

Back on the elevator for the hundredth time. God, I hate this thing. Check your ammo: empty. Check your health: dying. Check your brain: needles. Classic. Get out. Immediately come face to face with your own waking Nightmare. Jump back in the elevator. God, I love this thing.

Watch you and other Yu get into it one last time and finally decide to blow everything up or control Space Satan.

Roll Credits

WAIT ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS, I JUST PUT LIKE 30 HOURS INTO THAT GAME, YOU CANT JUST CUCK ME WITH SOME 10 SECOND ENDI-

Be Yu/You???: strapped in a chair with Big Bro and the robo squad looking down at you. Verbally break down your choices almost like they were a morality scale in a convoluted and heavy handed video game. Realize your arms look like spiders. Realize you’re space jesus. #worthit

Big Bro offers you his hand so you can ask yourself one last time:

 "Who are Yu?"

#prey #prey game #arkane #chris avellone #bethesda #video games #dishonored #gaming #morgan yu #alex yu #typhon #transtar #survival horror #stealth game #horror #yu #so fun #and terrifying #and grueling

[tsuki-sennin]

Happy 2022, everyone!

I can't exactly say I look forward to being forced to use Ninpo as an alternative energy source because of certain economy-related internet technology completely fucking us over so that art thieves, corporations, and stupid people can make money, but hey! That's (maybe) September Tsuki's problem for when he's gotta liveblog Kamen Rider Shinobi! Anyhow, it's been a couple of weeks, but it's Revice time!

Spoilers, I guess...

-Yeah, we really kicked their asses, huh?

-Oh wow, it's the Director man. So... I guess Hiromi's not in charge of everything, okay, good to know.

-Oh boy, he's hiding something! I'm trying to act surprised but like... he's a person of authority in a tokusatsu program, I figured out he was evil the moment he came on screen.

-Our boy Julio just barely missing the big picture.

-D-do you really wanna discuss this out in the open like that, Squid Boy?

-Ohhhh, Sakura, you're ok! Good! I guess you didn't wanna see what was in the creepy glowy green basement, and I don't blame you.

-No it's not normal, the hell are you on, gurl?

-Don't bully Buu-san! He has a nebulous job he probably has to go back to soon!

-Oh! Go Tamaki has a friend!

-Ok, Hiromi, I love you, I think you're an amazing character, I love seeing you on screen, but you gotta take a break, man! Like, Daiji and George can take care of things for you. ...well, Daiji can, anyways, I'm not holding my breath for george.

-Oh yeah, apparently Chameleon Man is like an actually notable figure? Played by him, at least. I just assumed he was some guy the casting department pulled off the streets, but he's Japanese comedian Ayumu Kato, who some of you may remember as the "Impossibru" meme guy. I never found it very funny myself, even in my less aware days, but it's aged even more poorly than a lot of things from the dark age of memes that was the early 2010s, and if I were Kato-san, I'd probably just duck out of the media entirely.

-Burning in the flames of hell like a true demon. And for such a noble cause too.

-So that's the Volcano Vistamp. It looks very cool, I like the little knob it has.

-OH I SAW THE CREDITS WE'RE GETTING ANOTHER INSERT SONG?

-Vice real. Everybody run.

-George's train-y hole kinda reminds me of the inside of Satellite Zea. I kinda figured it'd be all dark and stuff like the Sword of Logos's Liberation room.

-Ah, yep, there it is!

-Wow, launching straight into it!

-Ah, Tamaki's a card gamer. Pretty neat. ...I don't recognize what they're playing with but hey!

-Awwwwww, that's where he got his "Smile!" thing!

-HE DIDN'T EVEN BLINK GODDAMN IKKI

-Oh god ow, I can't imagine having something on me snap off like that.

-Rabu, rabu, rabu!

-That's a real dick move Yousuke, but at least you feel bad about it and are willing to atone.

-Wow, that's a real gorgeous shot though. I love that little time shift effect, it kinda reminds me of Kiva's.

-Ehhhh, Dai-chan! Don't you know, we have a chance!

-Ohhhhhhhh, man's mad!

-Ohhh, that's a lot of returning members! God, these villains are fucked up, man.

-Ohhhh boy! Here comes the big fight of the episode!

-NOOOOOO NOT HIROMI YOU FUCK-

-TAMAKI BRO

-Well, crap, he's completely forgotten.

-Gifterians, huh?

-So, does Olteca sometimes disappear into ink because that's what you write a contract in? Pretty clever.

-Boil the fuck out of that egg!

-WE ARE! REVICE!

-What's so hot that it's cool and so cool that it's hot? No poptarts, but evidently Team Revice's Volcano Barid Rex Combo!

-YES HERE COMES THE SONG

-YES!

-YEEEEEES!

-3! 2! 1!

-So, we couldn't save the old lady... that... sucks, not gonna lie...

-Waste that motherfucker, Ikki-nii!

-OH WE HAVE A SECOND STAMP SHEET

-Man, I... hope the hopeful preview for the next episode lasts. Otherwise, we're kind fucked

#revive the vice: imprinted like stamps and fossils #kamen rider #kamen rider revice #revice spoilers #tsuki talks

[cruddyborderlandstheories]

GEARBOX THIS IS EVERYTHING I’VE EVER WANTED THAAAAHAHAHAANK YOUUUUU

FUCK OKAY TRAILER BREAKDOWN BECAUSE I AM LOOOOOOSING MY FUCKING MIND OVER THIS TRAILER HOOOOOLY SHIT

POSSIBLE PSOILERS??? MAYBE? GOD DDDDDAYMN WHAT A WAY TO GET BACK INTO THE THEORY SCENE LMAO

SO FIRST OF ALL I’M NOT CERTAIN THIS IS RELATED TO THE BARMAN/SECOND STARS CULT QUEST I FOUND IN THE FILES AS SOME PEOPLE SUGGESTED, BUT I WILL ADMIT IT IS SUSPICIOUSLY SPECIFIC. MAINLY ABOUT A CULT AND THE FACT WE SEE A BAR HANGING OUT IN THE TRAILER, BUT HEY, I AM NOT GOING TO MAKE ASSUMPTIONS RIGHT NOW I AM JUST GOING TO ENJOY THIS WHILE I CAN

ANd breathe in

breathe okay

okay

im okay.

i’ve watched this trailer like 15 times already oh my god it’s so good. i wasnt so hyped about the casino dlc bc, like, i already spoiled myself on it BUT THIS IS (AS FAR AS WE KNOW) UNCHARTED TERRITORY AND

IT’S TECHNICALLY A WATER PLANET

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES

okay

okay

i will stop using caps

for the most part

hhhhhhh

okay.

let’s just be calm. i got this

BUT HAVE YOU SEEN THIS THOUGH????

oh ym goD

the fucking lighthouse sent me. i just. i went feral for a solid hour and a half. just wheezing on my test. i fell onto the floor at one point, don’t remember when. it was so fucking good, i couldn’t feel my goddamn hands

;-; its so beautiful i could stare at this all day hhhhhhh

i just

hhhhhhhhhhhh

oh ym godddd ;-;-;-;-;-;-;

it’s so fucking beautiful

i can’t

okay

we see the gun/health station under the lighthouse so it’s not really THAT big, and we can see a town in the distance. running across the ice sheets is giving me HUGE southern shelf vibes which i am in love with. this whole aesthetic is just ;w; so good

there’s a catch a ride in that town as well so we know this area is fairly big (which is confirmed in a later shot)

and oh my GOD can you imagine seeing some big ol beast lurking beneath the surface of the ice sheets hohhhh

MAN

okay sorry im still not oevr this its just so fckign good

inside the belly of the beast rotting Monster and OHHHHHHHHHHH THE IMPLICATION-s of that. of that. im calm.

we get a look at 2 new enemies and mmmmmm we get a better look at them later on so just look how fuckig beautiful thsi area is with its acid that’s probably rotting stomach acid and AAAAAAAA

first close up of the town, giving me really big uhhhh we happy few vibes? which im not complaining about

TENTACLES asdfghj

anywway more toen, bridge looks like like athenas which is DOPE im hype for more athenas-esque architecture

the TOWNss oh my god im so im love with this aesthetic god. damn.it i need this injected directly into my veins like right N O W

also the bridge is going over another pool of acid, which the tentacle is coming out of. i imagine this monster was sorta acid based, which is funny. since. frozen water planet. and it’s OOZY too. oozy boy means the eridians didn’t make this one! ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

hm who’s ready to face the unintended consequences of our actions?! NOT THE ERIDIANS WHOOO BOY (you cannot tlel me that there are mantakores on this planet and not say there was eridian fuckering going on nooOOPE)

also, side note, DIGGING the spike pit under the house on the bottom right. hope we get to explore that bad boy

ALSO

who are you mysterious figure whose cape billows in the wind? are you just part of the environment?? MAYBE

more town

first look at that BEAUITUFL red barrier which OOOOH I WANNA TOUCH SO BADLY

look at it

LOOK AT IT

NOODLE BOWL

EATS??? food place?? im not sure i can’t read, Jared, 19

see s-ar(?)ed??

THAT

THAT IS BEAUTIFUL

doesn’t look like a corporation shield (no corporation gunk lying around either) and we do know red glowy shit is the New Eridian Aesthetic, so im just saying.

it could be a corporation tho, mostly because uhhh later shots

hold up

that’s not uhhhhhhhhhhh

yeah it CAN’T BE lol

cursetown - something something

these red thingies are probably just rotting monster flesh but it does look very similar to the vines on nekrotefeyo

given how worried wainwright looks i imagine him and hammylocks are being coerced into the whole marriage thing in order to complete a ritual

i mean no judgement but that red background is absolutely garrish for a wedding

1. pirate ship??? please??? look at all the mist outside and the wooden bars

god PLEASE can i get a pirate ship.  CNA I PLEASE GET A PIRATE SHIP

Captain scarlett wsan’t enoughhhh

2. why the fuck does she have a tail

3.

DJ Midnight performing Saturday: The Dark Mix Deep W???? Hear The Voices (hmmm) and Let The Music Enter You

gee i wonder if this is cultist propaganda

I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU PEOPLE ARE

BUT YOUR TIMING

SUCKS

IIIII AM HERMEAUS MORAAA

no wait wrong game

BUT BRO TENTACLES COMING OUT OF THE MAGIC PORTALS???? UFCKF UEYS THIS FITS PERFECTLY INTO H2O A- i mean, damn haven’t we got enough tentacles from the destroyer?? wow gearbox... heh. hm.

SO I AM WONDERING IF MAYBE THE GREEN UNDER THE BRIDGE AND SUCH ISN’T LIKE CORROSIVE ACID BUT MAYHAPS SOME SORT OF MAGIC SLUDGE COMING OFF THE BIG OL MONSTER BOY THAT THESE CULTISTS ARE HARNESSING TO TAP INTO something. i lost steam. but i mean MAGIC PORTALS

and we all know where teleportation takes us

MANTAKORES!!! WHICH MEANS ERIDIAN INTERVENTION SOMEWHERE ALONG THE LINE

they seem like fire/ice boys which i absolutely adore

THIS SHOT IS SO COOL OH MY GOD

LIKE I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN IT JUST LOOKS D O P E

WHAT IS THIS??

WHAT IS THIIIS??

CAN I PLEASE HAVE YOUR JACKET

OH ALSO

I MENTIONED IT IN ANOTHER POST BUT THIS

REMINDS ME A LOT OF THIS

IM SURE THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO CORRELATION BUT I THOUGHTIT WAS FUNNY

ALSO REMEMBER THE BLACK EYES THING I HAVE A WHOLE THINGIE THING IMMA BRING BACK OT IT JUST HOLD TIGHT

THIS SHOT?? OH MY GOD? IT’S LIKE A MOVIE????????? I LOV EI LOVE IT LIV E OT

nND THE WOLFIE BOYS THATTHE ARTICLE MENTIONS

UCKING TENTACLES HFDGDHFGJKH THIS IS SO FUCKING COOL OH MY GOD

HE’ SGOT TENTACLE ARMS LIKE MOTHERFUCKING CHADAM

BRO IM

BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

AND A GUN THIS MOTHERFUCKER STILL HAS A GUN

WHAT A MAN

MORE TECHONOLOG Y THAT IM SURE PLAYS A ROLE IN THIS SOMEHOW

BEAUTIFUL

WE SLAM THIS DUDE UP AGAINST A WALL SO HARD SHE/HE/THEY (I ASSUME SHE BC WE CAN’T SEE HER FACE AS A COMMON TROPE) 

BREAKS THE WINDOW WHICH LOOKS SUSPICIOUSLY LIKE A WINDOW ON SANC-III BUT IM NOT MAKING ANY ASSUMPTIONS

also red SPARKS WHICH REMIND ME OF ERIDIANS AGAIN

also her whole helmet thingie??? very Guardian-like

THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE IS GIVING ME HUGE HECTOR/KEY/PLANT/ERIDIANBULLSHITTERY VIBES THEY EVEN HAVE THE GLOWING SACS OF OOOOOOOZE

which is another point to the “green sludge is magic/connected to their powers somehow” theory. hmmm i hope we mix neon green and eridium purple. purple/green is my favorite color combo. and ugh with the lovecraftian vibes? be still my beating heart!

WINNIE SHOOTING SOMOHE

i fucking LOVE the laces on this shotgun. so fucking pretty omfg

magic circle MAGIC CIRCLE MAGIC CIRCLE

also new chest it looks like

BROO??? HOLY SHIT?????????

JABBER WOLF!! SO FUCKING COOL

THAT SKULL MOUTH IS SO FUCKING DOPE IT LOOKS LIKE TROY’S TATTOO

ohhhhhhHHHHHH THE MOON IS GREEN TOO DON’T DO THI GEARBOX IM GONNA SCREAM IF THERE’S ANOTHER ALTERNATIVE ERIDIUM

THIS SHOT OHHHH

THE BAR LOOKS FUCKING FANTASTIC OH MY GOD

shots SHOT SHOTS SHOT SHOTS HTOSHSTOHSOHTS

dND the MERFOLK TAIL ON THE FAR RIGHT I DON’T GIVE A FUUUCK WHAT ANYONE ELSE SAYS THAT’S MER TAIL THAT’S A TAIL FUCK U

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YSEY SEYSEYSE BIGGG

THE BARTENDER OHOH

HAVE I MENTIONED THE GIANT FUCKING MUSHROOMS BTW

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM GETTTING SUCH DRAGONBORN DLC VIBES I LOVE IT

SWEETFRUIT VILLAGE BTW THAT’S IMPORTANT

YOU ALLL LOOK SO FUCKING AMAZING OH MY GOD

the bartender!!!! his glasses!! AND THE VOICE MODULATOR???

the netch looking boys are called

slithercresses btw and THEY LOOK STUNNING

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

NEW RED CHESTS??? LOOK ERIDIAN TO ME

WHICH MIGHT MEAN------

ALSO THE DIMENSIONAL TRANSFER PROGRAM ON SANC-III WHERE BBY BOY MAUREICE MAKES US A PORTAL TO HELL??? WHICH GREEN OOZE WHICH IS “HECKTOPLASM” BUT MAYBE ACTUALLY N O T

THE STAR OF THE SHOW BABY GIRL GAIGE WHO’SACTUALLY OLDER THAN ME NOW FUUUUUUUUCK

YOU’RE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL II LOVE YOUR NEW GOGGLES

H??????????????

POSSIBLE NEW PSYCHOMASK UNLESS HE’S JUST GROWING THOSE BONE HORNS IN WHICH CASE YOU GO MAN IM PROUD OF YOU

TENTACLE GUNNNNNN WHICH BETTER LPAY A PART ERIRDIANS YOU FUCKS

THIS PLACE IS WHY I THINK THIS MIGHT BE RELATED TO S O M E CORPORAITON? BUT THEN AGAIN IT MAY JSUT BE THE CULT HEADQUARTERS OR WHATEVER, THAT RED BUBBLED MANSION LOOKS P HQ

FOOD CARTS AND ALSO WHATEVERS IN THAT SWINGING BAG LOOKS LIKE BONES HELL YEAH

this this THIS THIS THIS THIS WHAT IS THIS A NEW CIRCL  E OF SLAUGHTEr? ERIDIAN???

THEYRE PUMPING SOMETHING INTO/OUT OF THE CORPSE!!!!!!! ALSO

mutaTED FEET

[something] world! with a skull symbol on the side

both green btw

god YES I LOVE GREEN AND PURPLE IM SO HAPPY

SAILOF HOLE

hammylocks helping us with a fight by some bones and more wolfie boys!!!! i love these little dudes

FIRE MUTATED SLUGS AAAAAAAAA THEYRE SO COOL

ns tHEY CUR L UP INTO BALLS AND ROLL AT YOU LIKE KRAGGONS

AND I WONDER HOW THE SLUGS MUTATED IS IT POSSIBLY THE G R E E EN?

AND THEIR SHELLS LIKE SUCC UP LAVA?????????????

THESE BRAIN-Y BOYS 

SO BLUE I LOVE THEM

AND MORE GREEN MIST BY THE WAY OWOWOWOWOWO

another look at a baddie with STUDS THIS TIME

A MAGIC WARLOCK TYPE BADDIE THIS TIME AND HE SUMMONS A STAFF AND ALSO I THINK THAT’S ERIDIUM CANNISTER BEHIND HIM

AND IT HAS SIMMILAR TENTACLESTO THE GUNS DO YOU THINK WE’RE FINALLY GOING TO GET ANA NSWER ASA TO WHY OUR GUNS ARE A L I V E

MORE SNAIL DUDES AND THE GREEN STUFF IN THE BACKGROUND M A N I LOVE TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA SNAILS

OOOOOZE

BACK AT IT AGAIN IN MY CYCLONES

GREEN FUCKING PUDDLES

B O N E S FUCKING I HOPE THIS EXPLAINS HOW THE SKAGS ON PANDORA GOT SO FUCKIN LARGGO OUTSIDE OF JUST ‘YEAH THE SEASONS’

MORE

this

THIS

ONE

THIS LOOKS LIKE A SAURIAN THE ARMORED ONES THE BASHY ARMORED ONES THAT START WITH ‘C’

TWO THAT GUN IS KICKASS

IT’S GLOWING G R E E N AND IT HAS ***THE TENTACLE BARREL***

OHHHH IM SO READY FOR AN EXPLANATION GEARBO X PL E ASE

GIVE IT TO ME

ALSO THIS

IM EXCITED ABOUT

PROBABLY RELATED TO SWEETFRUIT VILLAGE BC THE MUSHROOMS MAYBE THEY USE IT TO MAKE BOOZE MUSHROOM BOOZE EW

WHY IS HE GRAY?????? HE’S NOT WEARING A JACKET MAYBE HES CRYO-FLAVORED

more sluggus THESE ARE GREEN FLAVORED :O

also, side note

PLEASE TLEL ME THIS WAS INTENTIONAL GEARBOX

LEMME SLAP BLANE’S ASS

YOU *GUYS* PLEASE

BUBBLE MANSION??? GREEN OOZY VILLAIN THAT GOT SLMAMED INTO A WALL??? BABY BABY GIRL

THE R E D

and she’s USING A TENTACLE GUN TOO

THAT’S GOTTA MEAN SOMETHING RIGHT

hhhhhhHHHHH

also ther’e sa fridge on the left lol

also the consoles look similar to that one shot with zane which is why i believe this is part of that bubbled-y mansion.

YES ES YES YES YES YESY SYEYSE 

I WANNA RIDE THE SKY TRAM SO BAD PLEASE

I WANNA REENACT UNTIL DAWN

I HAVE A MIGHTY NEEEEEEED

ALSO NOTE THE EYES

AND THE PURPLE HOW IT LOOKS LIKE AN ERIDIUM PURPLE

ANYWAY I HA[VE TO GO EAT FOOD NOW BUT GO LOOK AT THIS LINKN

I LOOKED UP THE NAME OF THE PLANET AND MYTHOLOGY AND NOTHING CAME UP, BUT GOOGLE RECOMMENDED ME 

T H I S

https://pantheon.org/articles/l/lycurgus.html

AND MAN OH MAN

“FAMOUS FOR HIS PERSECUTION OF DIONYSUS” THE GOD OF P A R T I E S LIKE IDK A WEDDING PARTY, WHICH FORCED YA MAIN MAN DIONYSUS TO <JUMP INTO THE OCEAN> WHICH COULD HAVE SOME RELATION TO THE TENTACLES

OH AND ALSO LYCURGUS WAS THEN <<<BLINDED>>>  WHICH COULD PLAY A PART IN THE BLACK OOZY EYES EVERYONE HAS

DIONYSUS ALSO ENDS UP PUNISHING LYCURGUS WITH MADASS AND WE ALL KNOW HOW THAT RELATES

OKAY BYE 

#borderlands #bl3 #borderlands 3 #borderlands spoilers #IM SORRY I POSTED THIS EARLY IT WAS ANA CCIDENCT