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wreckingtickles · 3 months

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The Tree (NSFW)

A "sequel" to @sallage's ask. We could also call it "The Plagiarism" because the inspiration for this one is transparent lol

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Bakugo watched the wheel spin with powerless horror. It had only been a few days, but he'd already memorized the words on every single slice, as well as their order, and they were cryptic enough to let his mind run wild. The Hug? The Egg? The Machine? He doubted they'd be better than the sessions he'd already endured, but he had to hope they wouldn't be worse.

The wheel began to slow down, so the tags became readable again. It inched past The Kennel... past The Box... and stopped on The Tree.

Bakugo immediately glanced at Deku, but his deranged face had the usual ecstatic expression when the wheel spun.

"The Tree it is," he announced. He mirthfully strode towards Bakugo, who lunged at him, fully knowing it was useless. With superhuman speed, Deku dodged, unhooked Bakugo's chain, and dragged him out of the room. Bakugo dug his heels, fought with everything he had, but he already knew there was nothing he could do against the villain's superhuman strength.

"Even after All Might gave me his Quirk," monologued Deku, casually dodging a kick from behind, "I kept believing you. That I was worthless, and unworthy of UA. Remember when you said that even a hamster could have a good enough Quirk to become headmaster, which made me worse than a rodent? You made me eat the class hamster's sawdust after that. I know you don't remember and are not sorry, I'm a psychopathic freak after all, isn't that what you said? Anyway, that incident made me curious about non-human Quirks. Animals can have them, sure, but I wondered, what about trees? So I got myself one."

Deku swiped a badge in front of a metal door, which lifted to reveal an underground greenhouse. Amidst a plethora of illegal plants, what stood out the most was a large tree stump, roughly 8 feet tall and 10 feet wide. But the unnerving thing was that the tree stared back: two thin fissures opened on its trunk, resembling a pair of eyes regarding Bakugo with cynical amusement. A third crack below the other two arched slightly upwards in a mockery of an eerie smile.

Distracted by the creepy sight, Bakugo didn't notice Deku attaching his chains to a hook until a machine started buzzing and the chain began to be pulled upwards, and, despite his struggling, Bakugo with it. He kicked and thrashed, but he couldn't stop himself from being hoisted off the ground, some 15 feet up. Deku just watched him dance, sensitive bare soles swinging wildly, his chiseled, ticklish upperbody stretched out and made vulnerable by mother gravity.

As he rose through the air, Bakugo got a view of the evil stump from above, and noticed that it was filled to the brim with red goo. Was it... was it acid? Had Deku finally decided to do away with him? His fighting and muffled cries doubled as the winch positioned him so he was dangling directly above the tree.

"Take it easy champ, it won't hurt you... not in the conventional way," assured Deku. "But I'm feeling merciful today. If you apologize for shattering my self-confidence and denying me UA, I will leave you alone for today."

Bakugo yelled into his gag.

"No? Oh, what a glutton for punishment you are. If you change your mind, just say so!" trilled Deku before pulling a lever. With a clanging sound, Bakugo began to descend towards the stump.

Deku slapped his forehead. "I almost forgot!" He walked over to a camera mounted on a tripod and turned it on. "Wouldn't want to disappointed the viewers at home!"

Bakugo's curses were muffled by his gag, but the general meaning transcended language. He contracted his abdominal muscles and began to swing back and forth while rapidly descending towards the goo, swinging a little farther each time, until he hooked his big toe to the very edge of the trunk, struggling to regain his balance, but ultimately succeeding. With a triumphant bellow, he turned toward Deku. He was smiling.

Suddenly, Bakugo felt a grip on his ankle, which pulled him towards the goo. He lost his precarious balance and his foot broke the surface of the goo. And the goo shifted to welcome him, extending tendrils that wound around his ankles and tried to pull him down into itself, but the chain held fast, the winch having stopped its descent. No matter how hard Bakugo pulled, he couldn't break the goo's grip.

Wrapped up in the effort to escape, he didn't see them at first, but he certainly felt them: an onslaught of ticklish sensations originating from his soles and crawling up his nervous system, burrowing into his brain.

He froze for an instant as he fought the overwhelming urge to laugh. The goo had extended a myriad of tiny hands which scratched, gently but furiously, at the entirety of Bakugo's feet, heel, arch, ball, under and between his toes, the sides, the tops, up to the ankle...

The sensation was horribly intense right off the bat, targeting one of Bakugo's worst spots without Delu's usual build-up, aiming to break him as quickly as possible. His crinkled eyes shot a hateful glare at Deku, who was enjoying the view with an eager smirk.

"Had I been in your shoes, I would have said anything to spare myself another round of torment, but I guess you're too headstrong or too stupid for that. Enjoy!" taunted Deku as he pulled the lever again, restarting Bakugo's slow descent.

The tendrils crawled under his sweatpants and up his calves, a bearable form of tickling compared to the inferno that was ravaging his feet, but Bakugo knew he couldn't hold it much longer. He'd normally be screaming insults at this point, but the muzzle only allowed him to fill the chamber with wrathful moos.

But if he was still able to fight the surge of hysteria bubbling up inside him when the tiny hands reached the top of his calves and his knees, he had no choice but to let out one last desperate howl before breaking into a staccato of muffled hysterics as the hands climbed up his thighs, the gentle, quick, omnipresent touches wreaking pure havoc on his inner thighs in particular.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHH!!!! MMMHMH!! MHMH MHMHHHHHHH!! MHHHH MHHHHHHH!!!"

The stump must have been able to hear, because it seemed as though that's what it had been waiting for: it produced larger hands that ripped the pants off Bakugo's madly struggling form, leaving him completely naked.

The noise behind Bakugo's muzzle grew even more shrill, not because his private parts were particularly ticklish - at least that he'd been spared - but because they didn't quite feel private enough when taken by storm by an army of arms, with a few cellulose brushes and feather-like appendages thrown in for good measure - oh yes, apparently the gooey fucker could create those too.

As soon as it realized that Bakugo's sunflower wasn't ticklish, the tree enveloped it in a layer of good that proceeded to massage and suck, giving the defeated hero war flashbacks from the Milkman.

"To think that you could put an end to this if you only apologized..." tutted Deku. "Or maybe you have come to like it. Could have fooled me."

Bakugo knew Deku's game, he knew that if he tried to apologize (not like he'd ever stoop so low), Deku would pretend not to understand him and keep doing exactly what he was doing. He wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

So he kept sinking as the tree kept ravaging all accessible areas, latching onto his hips, sides, and abs, cruelly testing out the methods that would ensure the highest percentage of hysteria; meanwhile, the goo around his shaft kept working its magic, and Bakugo's body began to respond accordingly - a matter of hydraulics, really.

"Right, you're a grower. Come on, you can at least hold out until you're fully inside, can't you? 'Cause you know you'll be even more fucked afterward. It's just friendly advice, really."

Bakugo could no longer see Deku through the mist of ticklish tears, and if he could, he didn't know whether to try to hold his gaze or to look away to keep him from seeing the torment reflected on his face.

"MMMMMHHHH!!!! MMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! MMMHH MHMHHHHH MHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

It was too much. The tree had latched onto his ticklish feet from the get-go, but the copious attention to his thighs was new and unwelcome. Between the hands, the arboreal brushes, and vegetal feathers, there must have been 20 appendages tormenting his inner thighs alone, from the spot where the decent man's boxers ended to the very intimate juncture of leg and crotch, to say nothing of the myriad more cupping, titillating his balls, his firm glutes, going so far as to feather his crack, the rising mound of his ass, the groin creases, none of which helped him resist the suction's charm, and up, up, crowding his abs, crawling up his sides...

And then they reached them.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! MMMMMHHH MMMHHH MMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Deku had schooled Bakugo in just how ticklish his body was and where in the most hands-on way possible, so Bakugo knew to fear it: the moment the goo would get a hold of his ribcage.

The despair in his shriek when the hands began scratching at and pressing into his lower ribs was complemented by the tears that streamed freely as he shook his head, a ferocious rejection of an inescapable reality.

That muffled scream was Bakugo's admission of defeat, though he hadn't realized it yet. Time was measured in ounces of hysteria as he kept sinking ever so slowly, more and more of his ribcage accessible to the degenerate stump, unbearable, unbearable!!

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHH!!!! MMMMHHHHOOOOOO!!!!! MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

And yet he kept sinking, allowing the goo to reach his chest, work his nipples, and finally invade his armpits, feather his neck…

Bakugo was too overwhelmed with full-body tickling to notice how close he’d gotten, and suddenly his whole body lit up with pleasure, each slight touch contributing to his agony momentarily blossoming into choking bliss as the tree drained him…

And then it was gone, leaving in its wake a mantle of hypersensitivity that broke what little willpower and cognition were left in Bakugo.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! MMMMMMMMHHHHHWWWHIIIIII!!!! MMMMMMMMMMMMWWWWOHHHHHHHWWWWWWWWIIIIIIIIIIHIHIHHIHIHI!!!”

He fought so hard against his muzzle for the privilege of apologizing, turning compliant as his nervous system was overloaded, forgetting it was all a ploy, that there was no chance his torment would end for many, many more hours.

Deku smirked. He reached for the control panel and pressed a button. The winch released Bakugo’s chains, causing him to sink fully into the goo.

“I know you can’t understand me, but regretfully, I have to go, got a full day of scheming ahead of myself. I’ll be back in… oh, who can tell? I’m such a busy man! But don’t worry, I’ll find the time to watch the stream. Hope you enjoyed your climax, ‘cause you’re going to get a loooot more.”

Deku had to yell to be heard over Bakugo’s demented hysteria, but he knew that his former bully was in no condition to make sense of his words. He should have been annoyed, maybe he should punish him for it? But how delightful to know he was so unberable ticklish, and to put that knowledge to the test.

Deku reluctantly made his way toward the exit, but stopped before the automatic door closed behind him. “I forgot to mention that touching that goo makes you more sensitive… like, much more sensitive. But I’m sure you’re beginning to figure it out for yourself.”

But Bakugo was too far gone to notice that, yes, his thighs felt just as ticklish as his ribs, to say nothing of what was going on ever further down, and he would be horrified if he could ponder that meant that his ribs would also get more sensitive, and not just that, that his entire body would grow so maddeningly responsive that a single finger running down his back could reduce him to ticklish tears, but it wouldn’t be one finger, no, thousands, everywhere, for hours upon hours, past the brink of madness, and still barely the beginning of his expiation.

#mha tickle #bnha tickle #tickle content #tickletorture #tickle fic #spicy content #ticklish!bakugo #ticklish!bakugou

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tyanis · 6 months

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Out of Context Quotes FanFic Game!

Rules:

Post funny/weird out of context quotes and/or thoughts from your fic(s) with the only context given is what character the quote is from.

Post as many or as few as you want. But maybe keep it under 50.

Tag other fic writers. You don't need to be tagged to join, however.

Optional: Add a link at the bottom to the fic(s) the qoutes and thoughts came from.

Sound good? Ok, I'll start.

Quotes under the cut. And all these are from a currently incomplete Resident Evil 2 Remake fic.

"Don't know. But I walked through there earlier and now I feel a little offended that a mythical beast was mooning me." - Leon

"Thanks, I dressed myself." - Claire

...what do I say? I was sure you were dead? I hated being here without you? Did it hurt when you fell from the fence? - Leon

"Yes, yes... if my tiny woman muscles give out over something that's less than ten pounds, I'll let ya know." - Claire

Good job, brain. Proud of you. - Claire

"Yeah but... with beer?!" - Leon

I mean, the only way I can top all that awkwardness is by blowing up. - Claire

"Ah, prom night... I can already tell this is gonna be bad." - Leon

"Look, how about this. You believe in me enough for both of us and maybe I'll succeed and not horribly maim you. Deal?" - Claire

"Now take that owl over there. Unlike you, he actually had a brain. Removed it myself..." - Irons

"Yes sweety. He blew up the car." - Claire

"Well, I'm starting to suspect I'm not gonna have a future here in Raccoon City considering everything is on fire and the populace is eating itself..." - Leon

"I was scooting around screaming like a chimp with his dick stuck in a mousetrap." - Claire

"Hey! You like my heels?! 'Cause I sure as fuck do!" - Ada

"Hey, here's a little secret, Leon. I'm kinda stupid." - Claire

A vending machine... A fucking vending machine! - Leon

"I have eyes and a memory that spans more than ten minutes." - Claire

"It made acid." - Sherry

"Ahh... just enough room, I'll probably only bump my head a few times. But that's ok, I got a pretty thick skull. Had to sacrifice a lot of brain space for that, but nobody's noticed so far." - Claire

Hey legs? I know we almost died again but maybe start working?! - Claire

"You want me to throw some toothbrushes at it?" - Leon

"Oh no, not dust! The horror! How will we ever survive?" - Claire

"You fell out the same window twice." - Leon

Whoa, hey there buddy! Where's that hand goin'?! I know you're excited to get that shotgun, but goddamn. - Claire

"I don't take orders from you. I will land on that pavement like a man!" - Leon

No, don't stop yet! I spent most of "nice comfort time" all pissed off. - Claire

"This thing is jiggling and I don't know what that means!" - Claire

"I'm not supposed to hit people with flashlights!" - Sherry

"Speaking of balls to the face... I got beaned in the head with a baseball once." - Leon

"My ass hurts." - Claire

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And done! Sure were a lot from Claire lol. But yeah, all of these quotes came from this incomplete Cleon fic. Now, to tag people...

Let's go with @brokenangelwings22 @leonisdumbasallhell @nspired1fanfiction but anyone can join!

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somethingaboutmint · 2 years

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I just finished honest hearts for the first time and i really did not like Joshua. I was pretty stoked to finally meet him because of all the legion fear mongering of ""the burned man"" but he ended up being a profoundly weird and kind of unlikable character. I feel like the game is trying really hard to portray him as good/sympathetic which i just...can't see? Ignoring my own moral stances on mormons and missionary work, Joshua feels like a really hypocritical selfish man that keeps failing to learn anything from the tragedies that happen in his life.

When you speak to him about the legion he says that he just "got caught up in it all" and that ceasar kept asking him to do more and more henious acts as if he was some sort of prisoner to ceasar with no choice and not literally the co-founder of the legion. He STARTED the legion, if he was so morally against it why didn't he just bail out? I get that ceasar eventually gains enough power that the possibility of deserting becomes very dangerous, but he has plenty of time to leave in the beggining? The game mentions numerous times that Joshua wasn't just a normal legionary, but a merciless, unkillable, ruthless murder machine. Who am i supposed to believe here? I feel like if he really felt as bad as he did about all the evil shit the legion was doing then he probably wouldn't have that kind of reputation following him.

Then he gets deep fried at the canyon and goes back to his own community that accepts him back as if nothing happened (thanks, christianity). I'd be willing to accept that getting your entire body roasted and tossed down a literal canyon (and the chronic pain that will follow him forever) would probably be punishment enough for his numerous war crimes but like. Thats it? Not even a slap on the wrist from his former family? The family that he abbandoned and whose ideology he directly opposed by smiting the tribes they were trying to """help""" (again, mormon missionary work cringe)?????? And then hes all like "i know god has forgiven me for my sins and im fine with that" like???? I am familliar with the christian concept of gods forgivness, but Josh wasn't "lost in sin" as in like, he indulged himself in one of the main sins or was a general asshole, he killed people! He participated in the slavery and extermination of many tribes/cultures! And the only reason he stopped doing that is because after 30 fucking years, which i had to google by the way, ceasar, a known motherfucker and absolute lunatic, finally turned on HIM. For 30 fucking years the evils of the legion were nothing more than a "hm. This is kind of evil. Oh well!" thought to Joshua and ONLY when he suffered under it he finally realized that oh shit, the legion is evil. Literally no empathy or ability of critical thought is present in this man UNTIL he is the one affected. Is the power of christianity really so strong that literally none of the new caananites looked at this pathetic wet toilet paper roll of a man and were even a LITTLE bothered by what he did?

And like, at this point, im a bit skeptical but i try to rationalize it. I think to myself well, atleast he's trying to do better now. I guess forgivness and growth is what his main character motive is supposed to be. Except no, it's not, because 3 seconds later he runs across the entire map to the sorrows camp purely so he can quote the bible at me and ask me to EXTERMINATE A WHOLE TRIBE. Now, i understand his animosity towards the white legs. The white legs are fucking assholes. I finished lonesome road before honest hearts so i was already fully aware of what assholes they were. HOWEVER. LET US NOT FORGET. The reason the white legs are assholes is because they desperately want to sit with ceasar at the cool lunch table. To do that, they were ordered to kill the new caananites specifically to hurt Joshua because Ceasar knew he was alive. So, the reason the white legs are the agressive assholes that they are is almost purely because of the legion. WHICH JOSHUA CO-FOUNDED. It's almost beautifully ironic in a way that his deeds came back to haunt him. "I didn't know they would exterminate and enslave MY tribe!" Says man who voted for the "exterminating and enslaving the mojave tribes" faction. And still, Joshua learns absolutely fucking nothing from this.

I actually decided to side with joshua instead of daniel. It was for a multitude of reasons, including thinking the dlc was just gonna end if i side with daniel for whatever reason, but i kind of hoped and prayed there was a way to STILL resolve the whole thing peacefully and to talk him out of murdering them all. I was not happy about having to side with Joshua. While Daniel's plan was also potentially stupid and awful, the least Daniel did was respect the tribes' traditions and pacifistic ways. He did not want to turn the sorrows and dead horses into murderers because he thought another option (leaving zion) was available. Joshua wanting to defend the tribes' land was the one selling point on him that had me going "oh shit, maybe i misjudged this guy!" but i didn't. Talk to him for 3 seconds and its so painfully obvious that his motivations for killing the white legs is not "protect the dead horses and sorrows" but his own personal revenge for the slaughter of the new caananites. Which like, fine, understandable, but it just pissed me off so bad because he learned NOTHING from his years as a reformed war criminal. He talks so much about being changed and finding himself again after years of living in sin and the imidiate first thing he does is indulge in exterminating a tribe for his own selfish revenge reasons."I dont enjoy killing, but when done rightously, it is a job like any other" yeah, okay Joshua. Talk to me when you're not legging it down a cliff to shove a .45 down some poor bastards throat from halfway across the map because he looked at you funny. The way he acts as a temporary companion also contributes to my point here - refuses to do shit for you, does not listen, and eventually abandons you after like 15 minutes to go on his own because you're not killing the white legs fast enough. Unfortunately, i think the way he refuses to do shit for you is funny, so this is a point in his favour.

The one part that actually had me sympathizing with him was his speech upon being asked to spare salt-upon-wounds. I happen to like playing new vegas the "bullshit my way out of situations" way so thank god my speech was maxxed out, because if it wasn't, my dislike of joshua would be immesurable. The specific part when he says "i wanted to make my anger gods anger. To justify the things i've done" had me stunned because holy shit, you finally get it buddy! You finally understand that you were not a reformed man, you were still the same selfish bastard you were when in the legion! And i'm very glad this specific ending reflects that. However, if you dont have an ungodly high speech skill, you cannot spare salt-upon-wounds and Joshuas endings fucking suck. Especially the one in which he is the one to kill salt, he just starts another mini ceasars legion, having learned absolutely nothing in life.

Overall, i do think Joshua is an interesting character, somewhat. I enjoy his backstory a lot as some sort of boogeyman villiam and i do think the fact that hes complex enough to piss me off the way he does is a good thing. I think the narrative kinda fails him because it desperately tries to paint him as a redeemed good guy (seriously, why is joshua the only "companion" with good karma? If anything, he makes the most sense as a neutral karma character) instead of just a dude you can form your own opinion on.

#good. you deserved it #long rant #fnv #fallout new vegas #joshua graham #idk why i wrote this i just have many thought that i needed to get out somewhere #joshuas redeeming qualities to me are that hes so awful that it reverts back to being funny sometimes #i wish that when he tells you he was thrown down the canyon you get an option to say #and then combat is inititated against him instantly

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ageless-aislynn · 29 days

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Aislynn and the Long Rambly Rambles about Video Games and Finishing My Halo WIPs and Potential Future Halo Fic Ideas and I Dunno Maybe I Should Finish My Last Two Flash WIPs 'Cause That Would Be Super Rad, Too, Right?™️

Finished! I had a lot of fun with Portal! I did finally manage to compensate for the weird "look to the side and look all the way up or down" problem I was having, thankfully. The puzzle aspect was awesome!

Now, since I'm here for a good time, not to be an amazing gamer, I'mma be straight with you: I looked up the answer whenever I got stuck. I tried all of the puzzles "cold" first and kept trying even when I had no idea what to do. Then, when I reached that first hint of ~~frustration~~, I just looked up the answer. Most of the time, I still had to work to get through it, so it wasn't a gimme. But I don't even care if it does. Like I said, I'm here for a good time, full stop. After really thinking I was never going to get to play any other games in my Steam library because of all of Georgette's serious computer issues, I'm just super happy to be playing again!

I may play the second Portal next, might just go for something else entirely.

I still want to finish Scott/Peebee and Scott/Jaal in Mass Effect: Andromeda but while I can't make any further GIFs, I'm not in a big hurry to do that next. I can still capture the footage, though, so might just have to do that and then hope Georgette will let me install Vegas. 🤞😣🤞

I also have Half-Life and Half-Life 2 and I believe they're connected to Portal in some way? Also have heard they're good games, so they're definitely on my to-play list.

Also there is, in no particular order:

Mass Effect Legendary Edition (got to finally experience the OT, after all!)

Dragon Age: Inquisition (I'm thinking this might slightly scratch my itch to play Baldur's Gate 3, since I'm waiting on that to go on sale)

Star Wars Jedi: Fallen Order (been looking forward to this one for a long time!)

Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain (another one I've been looking forward to for a while)

Tomb Raider (2013) (DEFINITELY been looking forward to this for ages and ages!)

Titanfall2 (have heard a lot of good things about this one; have also heard it's not too terribly long, which I'm looking for right now, I've got things like ME to play if I want something really long and involved but I'm honestly also looking for a few things that are less of a large time commitment to intersperse with the epic-sized games 😉)

Dead Rising 1, 2 and Off the Record (There are a few things about them I hope won't make me feel stressed out, I don't always do good with things that have time limits, but mannnn, I really want to try out all of the funny weapons and such that you can craft! So the plan is to not worry about "winning" just get in there and have fun!)

I've also got the Resident Evil Village demo but am kinda bummed that it's on a 30 minute time limit. So, like, if it takes me forever to get the hang of the controls, I might not get to see 5 minutes of gameplay. That'll suck. 😠It seems like it would've been better for the demo just to be a level or part of a level and if it takes you an hour to play it, what does it matter? You're still just playing that one little chunk they set aside for you to test out. Oh well, I'll give it a try out of these days.

The Resident Evil 4 remake demo isn't time-locked and you can replay it as much as you want, so I'm thinking about giving that a try. I dunno. I've watched a LOT of playthroughs in this franchise and I'd like to try them myself but I also know I can get skeeved out by body horror and sometimes survival horror in general just stresses me out. So, don't plan on picking up the full game of either of these until I get a chance to try out their demos at least. And I want them to be on a great sale in case I try the full game and then find myself going

Anyway, if you play games, what are you into these days?

Halo MCC will always be my comfort place, needless to say! Does anybody here do the weekly challenges? I love doing them! Just need 100 more points and I can buy everything on the final level/season/whatever they call it. I love getting new nameplates, lol!

Anyway, I did also do some writing today towards Camp NaNo and made my ridiculously low daily word par. I'm hoping to actually get all of the rest of "Recreation" and "15 Minutes" done in first draft form this month. That would be rad to just have to do final editing and get them posted in May! I'm going to miss them when they're done but I want to make sure that I get their story told, you know?

If I should achieve that goal, then I have a fluffy Vannak x Reader one-shot I'd like to finish. Then I realized if I do that, I'll have given everybody in Silver Team a Reader character except Riz. Can't have that, now can I? Riz is also MAH BB!

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sm-writes-chaos · 7 months

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“Good cannot exist without evil.”

That’s the saying correct? That was rhetorical. I know I’m correct. Some may have stooped to calling me evil, maybe even the devil incarnate himself. But their prissy heads are stuck in the clouds. They wouldn’t exist without me, I keep them in line so we all don’t become mushy crybabies who can’t stand up for themselves. Everyone’s a pushover and everyone’s a listener. But being a listener doesn’t get you anywhere, nor does being a pushover. So when people ask me how I became so successful in such a short amount of time I tell them, “because I make it known what I want and when I want it. I don’t rest until everything I need is in order.”

That’s what got me into five blockbuster hits, one ongoing tv show, and many many interviews.

They had no right to take that from me.

People often ask whether I believed they ever existed, and I always answered the same way every time, “no.”

Turning nineteen does not make you a better person, and it won’t happen to me. I’m the best I can be, there’s no way they’ll take me. But I don’t even believe that so it’s double guaranteed to never happen.

Higher beings taking our souls at nineteen and replacing us if we’re not good enough is just another conspiracy theory.

And like I said, I’m more than good enough so it’s never going to happen.

Those thoughts replayed in my mind, almost trying to torment me. I can’t make sense of any of it. But I’m here now so my only thought should be escape.

AMBIGUOUS AMOUNT OF TIME EARLIER:

“Zaria Kasic, the first teenager to shoot up to fame this quickly since (Other famous person), has been silent on her upcoming projects. Many speculate her working with Matias Loren, the young director whose films have won two Oscars up to now. More news after the break.”

I smirked. Little did they know I was going to work with Matias’ brother, Lukas, a much more successful guy than he ever was. I was listening to the tv from behind me while I busied myself with enjoying breakfast. Fresh pancakes and strawberries topped with three dollops of whipped cream. Just how I liked it. How mom made it too, but she never let me have more than two dollops. I chuckled a bit. She’s probably scolding me from heaven right now. I wiped the smile off my face with my first bite of the pancakes. Look at me mom! I looked around my apartment. Big enough to not even be considered an apartment. I smirked again, knowing that I proved her wrong.

I made it after all.

But I wasn’t done yet, I had so much more to do. I lazily draped myself on the back of my chair, risking it falling. Now looking at the ceiling I imagined the fame I could chase next.

Relationship scandals were already developing, them all being false of course. They were just like headless chickens running around my finger, throwing whatever theories they could at me. The thrill of it all drove me to be better, to be more. Whether that was to demand for more pay or a different co star who didn’t hate me.

When I finished my pancakes I went over to my computer. I didn’t have a meeting until after noon so I had plenty of time to mess around.

I went to my blog, my fake one that is. Updating my fans on my amazing breakfast. Then I went to my real one, Annabelle Cristi. It was there that I posted about myself in the third person. Others too, but me especially. I posted about Matias, driving up the rumor about us working together just so they would be more crushed when it turned out to be false. No matter how many fake rumors I spread though, they always came crawling back. The audience, that is. They craved caricatures of their idols, and I gave it to them.

I finished up my first post of the day and scrolled through my other socials for a while. Just boring compliments in my dms and comments.

“Your so amazing-“

“Collab with me-“

“How are you so beautiful-“

“Your acting brought me to tears-“

“They’re coming for you-“

“Queen-“

I stopped. That didn’t seem right. I clicked on one dm and read the rest.

“They’re coming for you soon Zaria. If you want to keep your life you need to listen to me. Meet me at Ridge field Park this Saturday at 4:30 pm. Wear a disguise.”

I shuddered a bit. This wasn’t like the other hate dms I got. Was this even a hate dm? What kind of person just leaves a menacing message like that? I deleted it and decided to get off my computer. Crazy people I swear. Think they can just get an exclusive meeting with me. But the start of the message hung in my mind. I loaded my computer back up and tried to recover the message. No dice, it was gone forever. I probably just misread it, I’m forgetting its contents already. So I should just forget about it.

I need to focus on my birthday party next week.

I was turning nineteen, a pretty big milestone. A whole year of being a legal adult, although I knew I was much more mature than just a nineteen year old. I was going to hold a big party for the fans. With a cap of 5,000 people it was going to be a war trying to get tickets. Just the kind of chaos my birthday deserved. Then after that I was going to hold a more private party for the people lucky enough to call me their friends. Only 500 people. I rolled my eyes, I expected there to be at least 1,000 worthy of being invited to it, but society is often disappointing.

I took out my planner. Nearly every detail was complete, all I had to do now was show up. I had people to decorate, they were probably doing it right now. With what I had planned it would probably take days to set up.

I did whatever I could to occupy my mind until the time for my meeting came up. I drove over to Lukas’ house. We decided it’d be more private than an office, and less likely for spy’s to leak our project online.

I knocked on the door and moved my hand in a way to create a more pleasant thump than the boring knock knock.

He answered almost immediately and opened the door in a way that said he didn’t want me to see inside. I put my hand around the door so he couldn't slam it in my face.

“What are you doing let me in Lukas.” I moved forward as to come in but he stood firm. He was only one year older than me but sometimes I swear he treated me like a child.

“Now Zaria, don’t kill me-“

“What did you do.” I narrowed my eyes.

“If you can just keep an open mind, maybe we can all get along..”

“We?” I pushed past him and walked in. I looked around for another person and saw Matias sitting at the counter. Smiling nervously and waving awkwardly. I put my hand on my hip and didn’t return a wave or a smile back.

Lukas ran up to me and smiled apologetically, seriously could he stop trying so hard already. Maybe he wasn’t any better than Matias.

“Zaria, why don’t you sit down.”

“Yes! Good idea, let's all sit down civilly.” Matias said.

“I can’t believe you’d do this to me Lukas, I trusted you.” I didn’t sit down and stood over the boys on the couch.

“Come on Zaria, I think the director brothers could make magic! Especially with you involved, we could create something so amazing it would dominate the Oscars” Lukas tried smiling but he looked desperate. Matias just nodded in agreement.

He was trying to appease me, but he may have not been completely wrong. Although Lukas won more awards than Matias, Matias had still won Oscar’s before. I paced across the living room and glanced between them.

“What were you thinking?” I sat down on a chair on the side of the couch.

Lukas exhaled, obviously relieved. Matias smiled.

“I knew you’d come around! So we were thinking about a sci-fantasy movie right?”

I nodded.

“Well Matias was thinking we could add-“

They droned on for hours while I nodded every few minutes. With those two nerds out of the way I drove back to my apartment to prepare for my run. A body like mine doesn’t come easy, you have to work for it. So I got my running outfit and drove to Ridge Field park. That name tugged at me. Didn’t that dm say to meet them there? I almost didn’t want to go there to not run into them somehow, but I wasn’t going to let some crazy fan stop my routine. I hadn’t before and I wasn’t going to stop now.

I jogged along the path and listened to my music, glancing at the people around me. I calculated that they got about five minutes of exercise every day. And that was from walking to get to the refrigerator. One person caught my eye however. I was used to staring, in fact it was nearly just my life now. Which wasn’t a bad thing of course. But this girl wasn’t just staring, she was glaring. She was full on glaring at me. Not uncommon either, jealous people were inevitable. But something was different about this girl. I only saw her for a second before I passed her, but I felt this chill. Like she just took a look into my soul. I tried to shake it off and jogged a little faster. Suddenly wishing that my running routine was a little shorter.

I feel like I switched between past and present tense...

#guess what its happening this is a thing now #writeblr #writing #my writing

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ps1demodisk · 1 month

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Changing our username to escape the consequences of our actions, are we? You managed to get a whole server shut down because of your manipulative bullshit. I hope the people you hurt can find some comfort in the fact that you will die alone. Especially if you keep treating people like this.

You can’t even clearly explain what the people you went after did. No evidence, no screenshots, nothing. Just your lies and manipulation and petty bans thrown at anyone you don’t like.

At the very least, don’t be a coward. You owe many people a massive apology, although I don’t expect them to forgive you. God knows I certainly don’t.

Ok so I'm gonna try and take this seriously but I gotta be real "changing our username to escape the consequences of our actions, are we?" made me snort so hard coke came out my nose so I apologise for how shittily put together this is but god damn it's hard to get your thoughts in order when you're almost throwing up

Anyway maybe go ask the spy (because i know that's why it(i checked pronouns, its bio only lists it/its) followed, and i haven't blocked because im not trying to hide) who you sent to my main twitter account to verify this shit before you talk to me cause I told it "My profile is open, I only have hob blocked, I only changed my username because I felt disconnected from my old one. You don't need to worry about me trying to wiggle back in or whatever."

I never tried to hide, if I was trying to hide I'd have shut down all my accounts before changing my name, I don't want to hide. "You can't even clearly explain what the people you went after did. No evidence, no screenshots, nothing." Ok. I can't gather screenshots from servers I'm not in, I explained myself clearly as I could given the fact I still have not had anything explained to me outside of what one person told me and you guys for some reason don't care about that part of any of it so it doesn't help me address shit. The Doc I posted on my old nsfw is the best I could do with the lack of information. My only regret is that I remembered extra details too late to edit them into the doc.

You and the rest of them are essentially a group of highschool children, that's how you're acting. You whisper behind your hands to each other and claim to want to protect people from the big scary evil master manipulator [Kalista] but when someone asks you what I did you act like nothing happened unless it's someone you think will fall for your shit. I do not believe there's substance 99% of whatever you guys have against me that could justify the reaction on that fact alone. Not to mention how STILL, screenshots are shared of me having flashbacks to being RAPED, and you treat it like evidence I'm the devil.

When you guys want to be civil and at the very fucking least stop wishing death on me and sharing that screenshot (and again Hobqueer is fully aware i was having flashbacks, I told him the day after in DMs when he pretended like he cared) then you can come talk to me about how evil I am.

"Don't be a coward" go fuck yourself, Peachy. The call is coming from inside the house and you fucking know it. I know that's you. Don't tell me to stop hiding when you didn't even have the balls to send it off anon, probably cause you know "I hope the people you hurt can at least find some comfort in the fact you will die alone" isn't a good look.

Seethe, for all I care. Rot in your hatred, I welcome it. I don't see myself as a victim, sorry if that fucks up the narrative you constructed for yourself or others.

I have no desire to be in contact with any of you besides maybe two people who defo hate me but at least didn't say some unhinged top-of-bible-studies-class level shit, so like... you can "let go of hatred" now like you wanted to before. You don't have to waste your energy thinking up ways to make me feel bad, because it doesn't work anymore.

Should've tried this two days ago then maybe you'd have gotten more than a half-thought-out bait response.

#untagged

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podracerbarrelroll · 1 year

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I really like how they built up Syril and Dedra’s characters in Andor because they’re absolute bastards, but they’re humanized absolute bastards. You know they’re on the side of the Empire, and you don’t want them to catch Cassian, but the narrative positions them both as underdogs in a way that makes you want to sympathize with them, if you’re not careful. I of course didn’t want Syril to catch Cassian at the beginning, but it’s easy to feel his frustration with his indifferent supervisor and later with his overbearing mother. I was relieved when Blevin got territorial over his district and initially prevented Dedra’s investigation, but he’s also a smug asshole, and I could feel her triumph over getting the better of him later trying to pull me in. I had to stop a few times when watching and remind myself that Syril is a fucking cop and Dedra is a fucking fed and they’re both fucking fascists--they suck! We don’t want to root for them! But the narrative initially keeps them far enough away from Cassian and his allies that it’s possible to turn your brain off and follow these two parallel arcs without thinking too closely about what will happen when they collide.

And then Dedra tortures Bix, and if you’d let the wool fall over your eyes, that’s when they pull it off. They don’t keep her on Coruscant, going dispassionately through an intermediary and asking for written reports. She’s in the room with the evil doctor, intimidating Bix before he gets started. She’s enjoying it. It makes the scene with Syril where he tells her she made him believe in justice and beauty--later in the same damned episode!--hit so hard and ring so hollow. Everything they’re doing is evil, and they and the society around them is so convinced that their actions are good. People like Bix and the off-screen pilot Dedra ordered killed as bait and the shop owner she let the supervisor on Ferrix hang because she simply didn’t care deserve what they get, and their torture and deaths are worth it to uphold the Empire.

Syril and Dedra aren’t faceless antagonists like Darth Vader or the storm troopers in the OT. They’re not even shown exclusively sneering and committing evil acts with no hints as to any life or personality outside of that like General Hux. They’re shown as people with emotionally manipulative mothers and annoying coworkers and favorite foods, and they go to work every day and do terrible things. They hurt people, and they don’t even think very much about it. And most of their families and coworkers and peers and people they interact with most of the time can safely ignore what they’re doing, even if they may not fully agree with it. The brilliance of Andor is that it doesn’t let you forget. It’s not monsters committing these atrocities--it’s just people. You can’t fully understand a fascist system, much less fight against it, without knowing how to deal with that.

#andor #andor series #andor spoilers

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startistdoodles · 2 years

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What is your opinion on all of the pokemon gens? Is there gens you like over others? Or do you love them all equally?

I love all of the gens for different reasons, but there are certainly some I love more than others. Fair warning, I'm gonna be a bit critical with some of these, and if you disagree that's totally fine!! These are just my opinions ^^

Anyways, I'll put them all under the cut since this is about to get VERY long and rambly ^^; Sorry about that, I have a lot of thoughts and there are many regions, haha.

I will also include TL;DR's for every region for those who just want to know briefly what my opinion is on a specific generation.

GEN 1: KANTO - (RBY/FRLG/LGPE)

I'm going to start this one off by saying that the Kanto games are great for series starters. It was a wonderful introduction into the world of Pokémon and has a simple yet enjoyable story. It also contains some of the most popular and recognizable characters and the first season of the anime is my favorite. There's a reason it went on to become a franchise that is one of the most popular in the world.

But, and this is probably gonna be controversial, I think the Kanto games are kinda....boring. It really does have that 'first game' feeling to me. There's kind of a story with Team Rocket and I really like the twist of Giovanni being a Gym Leader and your rival being Champion, but other than that it's kinda...meh! Quite a few of the Pokémon in the Kanto dex feel like filler and aren't really as memorable as later gens.

I've played through Let's Go: Eevee and had a pretty fun time! But I don't really see myself playing through Kanto as often. It's just kinda meh. I think they only got better from here.

TL;DR: The weakest of the gens, but makes for a great first installment to the franchise and I respect it for that.

GEN 2: JOHTO - (GSC/HGSS)

Johto was definitely an improvement from Kanto, and I like it a LOT more. There still isn't a very strong story but I do think they build upon the foundation that Kanto created very well. Allowing the player to travel between Kanto and Johto in the postgame is amazing and it makes for the biggest world with the most locations in any mainline Pokémon title I believe

I love the music, the mythology with the two new Legendary Pokémon they added, and in HGSS having your Pokemon follow behind you is a feature I never tire of. This following feature was implemented so much better than in future titles, in my humble opinion. Johto may still lack a bit in the story and memorable Pokémon department (at least imo), but I think that they compensated HEAVILY with the new mechanics and features that are still used to this day. Stuff like breeding and shiny Pokémon are all thanks to gen 2.

TL;DR: Beautiful region (especially in HGSS), lovely soundtrack. Still not as much story, but it's a big improvement from gen 1 and it compensates by having so much more content in it.

GEN 3: HOENN - (RSE/ORAS)

Hoenn took a big risk by separating itself from Kanto, and I'm really glad it did. The Hoenn games are tied with Sinnoh for my second favorite gens in the series, but I'm getting ahead of myself.

I believe Hoenn is the first game where the badge quest almost comes second to the overarching plot of saving the world from the criminal organizations. In Kanto/Johto, it was mostly just scaring off bad guys who were up to some evil shenanigans but didn't really have much of an 'ultimate plan' that would threaten the region. In Hoenn though, things get much more interesting as you battle against Team Aqua or Magma (or both) in order to stop them from summoning an ancient legendary Pokémon that would flood/dry up the world.

The stakes are very high, and I really like that. It gives us more to work towards other than being the very best trainer. Not to mention the Pokémon designs are super good and unique and are some of my favorites. Hoenn is the Pokémon game that I have replayed the most, it's just a lot of fun.

The music in Hoenn is ICONIC, Groudon/Kyogre/Rayquaza Battle lives in my head rent-free, as does Aqua/Magma Boss, Elite Four Battle, Abandoned Ship and so many more.

TL;DR: Great story, great Pokémon designs, great music, Gen 3 is popular for a very good reason. Tied with Sinnoh for my 2nd fave gen.

GEN 4: SINNOH - (DPPT/BDSP)

I'm going to mainly focus on the original Sinnoh titles and their remakes, but I'll do a very quick little opinion on Legends: Arceus:

L:A: It's very very good!! It does lean pretty heavy into Sinnoh myth but I think it explains it enough for new players to grasp. Graphics and the human dialogue animations could be better, probably the weakest aspect of it. But other than that, wonderful game!! I've already replayed it once and it's truly a lot of fun.

NOW onto the main Sinnoh titles: As I stated before, it's tied with Hoenn for my second favorite gen in the series. I'm sure you can tell by now that I really like the games with an interesting story and that's why I enjoy Sinnoh as well.

Gen 4 is when they introduced the mythology of the Pokémon world, how it came to be and the deity Pokémon that rule over it. It's very neat and I love all of the hidden books and details that may be overlooked that add even further to the lore. It's not really shoved in your face too much about what these Pokémon are all about. All you know is that Cyrus is fascinated by them and he seems to have something to do with them. The rest of the lore is pretty much up to the player to dig around and find bits of old texts. Cyrus' laptop has research notes in it about them, Canalave Library's top floor houses several ancient books. It's not entirely spoon-fed to you, and I like that about it.

I do think Platinum is the much more improved and 'definitive' version of Sinnoh, as the characters seem a bit more fleshed out (Cyrus in particular) as well as some more quality-of-life things like the expanded Pokédex and not having to backtrack all the way to Hearthome for the badge, you just get it on your first visit.

The Pokémon designs here are also very iconic to me, however....it may have a bit too many legendaries. I know Sinnoh is all about mythology and legends but...Pokémon like Manaphy, Phione, Shaymin and Heatran feel shoehorned in. I like them, don't get me wrong (I have no strong feelings about Heatran though). But I can admit they're a little unnecessary :')

The music is also VERY good and atmospheric here, with a lot of the town and route themes being my favorites. Route 209, Route 216, Canalave City and Game Corner are just a few of my faves :)

Anyways, I have a soft spot for gen 4, it was my first Pokémon game and the one I have put the most hours into. I have never reset my original Pearl copy because it's just meaningful to me that way. Lots of memories in that game.

TL;DR: Sinnoh is a really interesting region with lots to discover. I love the music, the Pokémon and the mythology this gen introduced. Platinum is much better than DP/BDSP though and I believe it to be the definitive version of Sinnoh.

GEN 5: UNOVA (BW/BW2)

And now we reach gen 5, my absolute favorite in the series. And I don't think it's hard for me to explain why as it combines all of the elements that I love about Pokémon games into one game.

The story. It's just so thought-provoking for a Pokémon game. I love most of the stories, but this is the only one that makes me think. The titles are Black and White, but the plot certainly isn't when compared to the previous titles. In Hoenn, for instance, there is a clear and definitive bad guy who wants to control a legendary to do something that is a negative for everyone. But in Unova we are challenged by N, who seems to have noble intentions despite being an antagonist. He says what most people who hate the Pokémon series have been saying for years: that people only hurt Pokémon and they should live apart from one another.

It's very philosophical with its message which may seem complicated for most people, but for me, it really made me appreciate and feel more involved in the story. Not everything is so black and white, and this game shows us this.

I could go on for ages about the story and characters and their arcs, but maybe if you wanna hear me ramble more I will talk about it in another post. For now, I'd like to talk about the Pokémon designs and the music. The music?? Is amazing. I'm always playing the BW/BW2 soundtrack while I'm working. Some of my favorites include Village Bridge, Gear Station, Opelucid City (White), Driftveil City, Unwavering Emotions and Elite Four Battle.

As for the Pokémon designs, they are so unique and memorable to me that they've become some of my faves. Yes, even the ice cream cone that is stronger than you realize and carried me through the Elite Four. BW Forces you to rely on new Pokémon and form new bonds rather than rely on your trusty Gyarados or Machamp. It isn't a huge problem for me since I tend to exclusively use Pokémon native to the region I'm playing but change is a gooddd thing.

TL;DR: Pokémon BW/BW2 are absolute masterpieces and my favorites in the series. The love and care that went into them is obvious and i am desperate for more unova content nintendo please im starvi

GEN 6: KALOS (XY)

This is going to be a bit of a turn, but while I like Kalos as a region and have put many hours into Pokémon Y, the story is...well...it's certainly not my favorite, lets put it that way.

I'll go ahead and start with the positives because even though Kalos isn't in my top 3, it does have very good things in it. Such as Mega Evolution, the switch to 3D was done very very well, and the music is also lovely and very unique.

Mega Evolution is probably the most popular and memorable thing about Kalos and for good reason. It gives us a chance to use some Pokémon that may have been overlooked before and gain an insane power boost now. Not all of them are created equally, however (looking at you Mega Kangaskhan and every Mega Pseudo-Legend that was already powerful to begin with and didn't need stronger forms).

The switch from 2D to 3D was done very well, and I remember importing so many Pokémon from my old games JUST to see what they looked like in 3D. It was so neat at the time, and seeing old Pokémon in this new style was such a cool experience!

The music is also very nice!! Some personal faves include Lumiose City, Trainer Battle, Laverre City and Xerneas/Yveltal battle.

As for the story...it's got a lot of. Weak points. First of all, Team Flare's plan doesn't really make a lot of sense to me and whenever I'm asked about Lysandre by my friends I just never remember what his deal is or why he hates the world so much and wants to destroy it. It's very vague and there's not really any hidden lore like with Cyrus about his past. All we really know is that he and Sycamore used to be friends. And then Lysandre turned to the dark side. Maybe there's more but I just don't really care that much about Lysandre...at all...to look into it. He's just kinda boring to me. 🙃

Not to mention that Megas are SEVERELY underutilized in XY. There's maybe like? 3? Fights? Where your opponent uses a Mega? And the final gym leader doesn't even use Pokémon with a full moveset? Even though by that time you're like level 40?

Honestly XY deserves a rambly post of its own but all in all despite its flaws I think it's an enjoyable game. Not my fave and not one I really return to often, but it is fun for what it offers.

TL;DR: More enjoyable to me than Kanto, but still has a lot of flaws. Definitely deserved a 3rd version. But the music, 3D graphics and Mega Evolutions are all well done.

GEN 7: ALOLA (SM/USUM)

I haven't replayed Alola in a hot minute so forgive me if I misremember parts or aren't as thorough. But concisely: I like Alola a lot! I really like the deviation they did from Gym battles and turned them into trials that you face. It's almost like the Noble Pokémon trials from Legends: Arceus, except there's more of them.

I like how theres different islands, the Kahunas all have really nice designs and the regional villain not being an 'Evil Team' was a really cool decision that deviated a lot from the other games! I ADORE Team Skull, they're all stupid and they're family to me.

I was very conflicted about Ultra Beasts for quite a while but I have recently come to like them. I think very weird alien Pokémon that come from another universe is such a neat concept and I actually hope they return in future games. I want to know more about Ultra Space and the wormholes!

The music is also very good, but there's not a whole lot of standouts for me. However the Abandoned Thrifty Megamart haunts my dreams forever.

I love the characters, the new Pokémon and Alola as a whole!! The biggest glaring downside though is that it's way too hand-holdy and there's wayyyyy too many cutscenes. It seems like every three steps triggers a cutscene or someone telling you what to do. It gets better later on in the game but the early game is pretty slow because of this. Also, I hardly ever use Z-moves. Not super interesting to me, but it's nice that any Pokémon can use them as opposed to the select few that can Mega Evolve.

TL;DR: Alola is a very good and enjoyable game with great characters and some of my fave Pokémon. Its main flaws are just that it's very hand-holdy and somewhat easy for experienced players.

GEN 8: GALAR (SWSH)

And finally we arrive in the Galar region. Sword and Shield get a lot of hate, and while I do think it has areas where it's lacking and it's not my favorite in the series, I don't think it deserves all of the hate that it gets. There is, however, room to criticize and that is what I will do. (Also: I haven't played the DLCs nor do I know enough about them to properly criticize, so I will just be talking about the base game)

But first! The good parts. The 3D models in the 3DS games suffered from lack of saturation disease, so I'm glad that SWSH fixes this. The Pokemon and the overworld is so vibrant (the wild area isn't as much, but the cities and routes are so overlooked imo, they're stunning). I love how Pokémon are walking around in the overworld like in LGPE, while others hide in the grass and can only be found if you search for them there. I also love how the Pokémon can be aggressive and chase you, it's great fun xD The camp, Pokémon jobs and the water bike are also great additions.

This is where I get a bit more critical. First, I find Dynamax a bit more interesting than Z-Moves, but it's still kinda eh. Not a lot of thoughts about it other than I think Gigantamax forms are a lot cooler than normal Dynamax even though the whole mechanic is pretty broken in competitive I hear. Ah well. It's a fine mechanic, I don't mind it existing.

And now the story. It's very reminiscent of XY where the potential is there but it just seems very unfinished. Chairman Rose's goal at least makes more sense than Lysandre's but that doesn't really make it compelling. I found it odd how Rose just summons Eternatus out of nowhere, this Pokémon that was never mentioned or hinted at beforehand and then he goes on to announce to the whole region that he made an oopsie and he's making that everyone else's problem. It's just very weird and feels a bit out of character for Rose. I know he's a paranoid man and has concerns for the region's future and all but this drastic measure just kinda came out of left field for me.

I will say though that before this moment, I found Rose to be a very funny and interesting character. I mean I kinda knew he would be the main villain but I found his paparazzi disguise and moments of braincell singularity charming. I think he would have made for a good antagonist but maybe not the best main villain.

Also I really really wish there were more fully animated cutscenes. That kinda goes for every 3 Pokémon game nowadays but just...seeing Zamazenta do a walk cycle while turning on the Y axis was just. So underwhelming.

TL;DR: SWSH may be flawed, but I did have fun playing it and there's a lot I love about it. I just wish the story was better executed and had some more interesting animations.

#ask #not art #pokemon #blazingemeraldau #sorry this is so long but im such a rambler aghsgjhds #anyways i always feel flattered when someone asks my opinions on things like this and just let me ramble for years so thank you <3 #hope this is in any way comprehensible xD #kanto #johto #hoenn #sinnoh #unova #kalos #alola #galar

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auroraesmeraldarose · 3 months

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Gale BG3/ Aurora fic pt 10

Still ahead of this (think I’m on chapter 14?) on AO3, though my time for writing is getting a bit limited so it’s likely I’ll catch up on here soon!

Hurt/comfort, grief, fluff. No filth, this time!

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It was strange that one of the most wonderful, meaningful moments in Aurora’s life had taken place moments before one of the most violent, difficult battles, and before one of her lowest depressions. Surrounded by evil, standing on the spongey floor of the mind flayer colony, looking upon a giant Netherbrain that had the power to control and destroy entire cities; Gale had chosen life, had chosen Aurora. His words reverberated in her mind throughout the fight like some kind of battle mantra:

“I love you too. Much more than myself. More even than Mystra… Whether I condemn this world or not: I choose you.”

Ketheric Thorm was clearly an evil man; he was part of a trio creating an army that would destroy all in its path, using The Absolute as a rallying point. Aurora, however, couldn’t help but feel a moment of pity for him. He had used all this power, all this evil, in order to resurrect his daughter, whom he loved. There was something… impossible to reconcile in this. So much love, in exchange for so much hate. Aurora found herself wondering, if Gale died, how far would she be willing to go to have him back? What if he had chosen to detonate the orb? If it meant sacrificing another person, or allying herself with some abomination like Myrkul, would she be willing to do that to resurrect the man she loved? It was for this reason she had attempted to reason with Thorm, to offer him a final chance at redemption, at salvation… And in a way, he had earned it. Thorm had fallen back, voluntarily letting himself die, in order to have some small part of a redemption. It was only a shame that his alliance with Myrkul had meant the death of Thorm was not the end of the battle, and they had been forced to fight Ketheric as the Apostle of Myrkul himself. Though it was a hideous battle, it gave Aurora the answer to the questions she had asked herself. She loved Gale, desperately, deeply; but not enough to ally herself with something so evil, in exchange.

Withers had once asked her: “what is the worth of a single mortal life?” She had answered what she believed; that the answer depended on the life in question… but she could see now that no life, no matter how well-lived, how important, was worth the death and destruction that she was seeing now. How many had died, and would continue to die, on the path the chosen of the dead three walked? By the end of the battle, Aurora felt confused, conflicted, hopeless. They had overcome so much already, but with every victory came new challenges, for every life they had saved it felt as though several more were lost. Aurora wanted to celebrate, to revel at least momentarily in what they had achieved already. Yes there was worse to come, undoubtedly; but they knew what they were facing now, had some direction, at least. Tomorrow they would begin the journey to Baldur’s Gate, but first they must rest, recover, and prepare for wherever horrors came next. Aurora knew they should enjoy the moment of peace, that her heart should still be filled with the joy she felt when Gale chose her over Mystra, a life with her over his death; so why was her heart so heavy?

As they sat in the great hall of the now reclaimed Moonrise Towers, they reeled off one by one all the good they had done, as if somehow it would make it all worth it.

“You all rescued me, you saved the Emerald Grove, and the refugees within it.” Halsin began.

“We gave poor Mayrina a second chance at life, and destroyed the hag into the bargain!” Gale added.

“You lot rescued me, stopped Wyll fucking killing me, and gave me my freedom, soldiers.” Karlach grinned.

“We infiltrated a crèche and emerged victorious, on the path of traitors to Vlaakith!” Lae’zel hissed, her fists clenched.

“You have helped to lift the shadow curse, by saving Thaniel and reuniting him with Oliver.” Halsin’s deep yet gentle voice came again.

“Not to mention saving Isobel, defending the harpers, and freeing Dame Aylin!” Jaheira’s voice was proud.

“We completed the Gauntlet of Shar… and I learned my true parentage…” Shadowheart sounded a little unsure, aware that her own rejection of Shar was perhaps not such an obvious success, even if it was what was right.

“And the tieflings we rescued, and the deep gnomes!” Wyll added excitedly.

“And I’ve had a lovely time biting throats and pretending to be a hero… And now I know what Cazador is up to…” Astarion’s voice dripped first with sarcasm, then with malice. Aurora simply nodded, forcing a brittle smile that did not reach her eyes.

“You’re all right. We have achieved so much. We should rest. This tower has plenty of luxuries; I think we should all enjoy hot baths, a good meal, and a long sleep. Tomorrow we can begin planning the next steps.” Her voice was cheerful, but sounded almost mechanical, as though she were not even thinking about the words. It was not a suggestion, but the command of a leader. She stood, and without another word, without looking anyone in the eye, she walked away.

When Aurora was out of sight, her pace quickened, wanting not to be followed, to be alone to process her thoughts. She found an empty bedroom, one of many in the tower, and closed the door to it behind her. The tower really was full of luxuries; this room even had a bathtub. Aurora began to fill it with hot water, trying hard to shut out the voice in her head that told her it was all worthless, that all the blood spilled would come to nothing in the face of such powerful foes. She had barely started when the door opened behind her, and Aurora span round quickly, reaching for a weapon, as though she had forgotten the threat had passed, for now. Aurora’s hand froze as Gale entered the room, his forehead creased in a frown of concern.

Gale did not know what to say, how to begin. He had hoped Aurora would be happy; he had defied Mystra for her, rejected everything he knew in exchange for a chance at life with her; he may have doomed all the realms in his decision. Aurora did not look happy, she looked… lost. For a moment they stood on opposite sides of the room, neither moving, staring, assessing one another. A few seconds passed, and Aurora broke first, her face twisting into a grimace of pain and sorrow, and she dropped to her knees, weeping. Gale crossed the room in two long strides, dropping to his own knees and wrapping his arms around her shaking body.

“My love, talk to me. Please.” Gale’s own voice shook slightly at the sight and sound of her ragged sobs, and he held her far too tight, as if trying to stop her shaking with the strength in his arms.

“I’m… afraid… Gale, I’m… so… afraid.” Aurora’s words were almost gasps between her crying, and her hands clung to the back of his shoulders.

“The battle is won, for now, my love. And I am here, with you. You are safe.”

“But it’s not over. This was supposed to be the end.” Her voice was a wail, now.

“I know, love…” Gale sighed. He understood; they had done so much, come so far, only to find another challenge ahead, a worse threat looming on the horizon. “But that is ahead of us, yet. We must take this moment of respite as it is.” He kissed her forehead softly, and for a while they sat crumpled on the floor in one another’s arms in silence.

“I thought that convincing you to live would be the hardest part.” Aurora’s tears had slowed, and she nestled against Gale’s collarbone as she spoke. “Somehow I hoped that it would all be over, and you could take me to your tower in Waterdeep, and we could start our life properly, when this was done.”

Gale’s mind filled with the image of Aurora, curled in the window seat of his library. She would wear one of his shirts, and nothing else, curled with her legs in front of her, a book on her knee. Her hair would be loose, no need of practical, sensible braids anymore. He would bring her tea, and join her with his own research… Or maybe they would forget their books, and lose themselves in each other. His heart ached at the thought, like a long forgotten and well-loved memory brought back to the surface again, even though it had not happened yet. He opened his mind, and pulled her into the thought with him, let her see what he saw in his mind’s eye. Aurora sensed the connection, and allowed herself to fall into the thoughts in Gale’s head; it was so beautiful, her tears started again, though softly now.

“Soon, my love, all this will be ours.” Gale’s voice was a thought in her head, not a sound in her ears. The Gale in their thoughts took Aurora by the hand and pulled her into a long, deep, loving kiss; a kiss that said they had all the time in the world to enjoy.

The vision faded, and they found themselves on the floor of a reclaimed room of Moonrise Towers again. Gale pulled Aurora into the same long, deep, loving kiss they had shared in his thoughts; the future was ahead, but for now, they should enjoy this moment as it was.

#fanfic #bg3 gale #gale dekarios #bg3 #fluff #gale of waterdeep #bg3 tav #bg3 fanfiction

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First Post

So this is it. My first real post on Tumblr. Yay me! I guess this post is going to be about myself, and the Masterlist of what I've written, in timeline order.

I'm JohnMcHacker, and I'm a longtime Harry Pothead. (That sounds like an opener to Potters Anonymous, doesn't it?) I'd heard in passing of HP earlier, but only started reading when Goblet of Fire hit the shelves. I quickly read through all the previous books, waited eagerly for Order of the Phoenix (my personal favourite of the lot), and the rest is history.

I read a lot of fanfiction and wrote some (not very good) stuff, until about 2012 when life got too busy and I stopped writing. But HP was always in the back of my mind and I always thought about the universe, reread the books, and thought about what happened next. I picked up HP again in 2022 when I heard that fanfiction had had a mild resurgence during the pandemic, browsed through a couple, and realised that fanfiction had matured significantly in quality and depth since I left the scene. (And plumbed certain new lows, in my opinion, but live and let live I guess.)

So now I'm writing again, and I'm writing stories that I've had 10 years to think about. There's a specific grand arc of what happened after Deathly Hallows that I have in mind. As of this post (January 2023) I haven't actually started on the big events, but I'm warming up and getting there.

So at last, we get to what I call The Moments In Between series, as of January 2023:

Who Is Ginny Weasley Dating? - May 1997. Harry/Ginny.

Jumpers Then Fall - Dec 1995 to Dec 1998. Hermione/Ron.

Last Orders - Jan 1997. Headmaster Severus Snape celebrates a birthday.

Harvest Dream - Sept 1999. Harry/Ginny.

Singing Out Of Tune - Feb 2000 to Dec 2000. Harry/Ginny.

Once A Jolly Bagman - Aug 2001. Harry/Ginny.

Midseason Murders: Down The Pub - July 2002. Harry/Ginny.

The Witch's Birthday - Sept 2002. Hermione and friends.

Miss Butter Elbows - Spring 2003. Harry/Ginny.

Horses For Courses - June 2003. Hermione/Ron.

The Magic We Make - Spring 2004. Astoria, with a dash of Draco.

Hammocks - July 2015. Teddy/Victoire. An ode to puppy love, and summer holidays.

Rose's Grown-Up Christmas - Dec 2018. Rose and Ron.

How Did You Know? - Dec 2019. Harry/Ginny, some James Sirius Potter and his mum.

What James Sirius Potter Did - April 2020. James Sirius/OC. Short teen drama ficlet.

Twenty-Five Years Later - August 2022. Harry/Ginny, and family.

I also have other stories not included in this series, but this is my main "timeline" and grand story arc, so to speak.

My stories revolve around the themes of good vs evil, friendship, family, and love. I write about the never-ending battle for justice, righteousness and love against lawlessness, wickedness and hatred, and I write about the little moments in between (ba dum tss!) of kindness, affection, romance, of friendship and family.

My favourite pairings are Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, and Draco/Astoria. I intend to write most about these couples, but I hope to also explore others along the way, as well as family in general. Because Family is everything, believe me.

So please, stick around for the ride, I hope and believe you'll be suitably entertained. And as always, per the byword of all fanfiction synopses in the golden days of yore: read and review please!

#hp fanfiction #hinny #romione #drastoria #harry potter #ginny weasley #hermione granger #ron weasley #astoria greengrass #draco malfoy

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griancraft · 2 years

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Dude what the hell is wrong with you. there are non-sexual methods of grooming? this is disgusting to send someone after they open up about a traumatic event. I should not have to go in depth about trauma that ruined my life to be seen as valid. But here we go I guess.

They ruined my fucking life. Don’t you dare say that my trauma isn’t valid when we’re discussing an adult with a power imbalance exploiting a minor. Cause that’s what happened to me. Non sexually, but sexual trauma isn’t the only type of trauma out there.

I feel stupid for feeling like this but I need you to know this isn’t okay. Im talking from my perspective as someone who was exploited. Groomed, really, as strange as that is to admit. Im saying that I don’t feel comfortable with people who support him following me. I’m not making any statements I shouldn’t be.

Tw for. Fucking everything I guess. Grooming, talk of mental health issues, so on. This is more than I’ve shared with anyone ever. I’m sorry. I don’t want to post this but it’s going up I guess!!! Fuck!!!

Like dude I had my innocence taken advantage of. They got money off of me, made me believe I had to get the job they wanted me to in order to support them because they didn’t want to work. I was 15 turning 16. This group of 3 adults ranging from 18-20 were proshippers who frequently gaslit me (the actual definition of the term) and exploited my poor mental health in order to use me. They used my symptoms of BPD and DID to make me feel scared they would leave and memory issues.

They made me feel like I was in the wrong for being uncomfortable about them shipping minors and adults. They made me feel like I was in the wrong, and that I was evil for standing up for myself. I am so fucked up bu them I have to constantly ask for reassurance that people don’t hate me YEARS later. I say I but I am legitimately not the same person. I am one of the alters that split from Kevin. I have not been me for years and it fucking sucks I don’t remember my childhood because of how much this overshadowed my life and changed it forever. I will never be who I was before that ever again. I will never feel the same I will never have the same interests or friends because they don’t know what it’s like to have every waking moment terrified. Terrified that they’re going to find you again.

Every time I see Everyman Hybrid fanart I fucking shake and feel like I’m going to throw up. My blood runs cold whenever someone gets mad at me or is upset with me. and it’s getting better now but it used to be so fucking bad I would block friends I loved because they were mildly annoyed. You don’t fucking know my trauma. You don’t know how this ties into my view of my body and my sexual experience. How I view friendships and relationships and how I loose everyone I fucking loved because I have hours long breakdowns about how they’re using me for something or making fun of me or how they don’t actually like me. About how I’m just like those freaks who messed me up for life. They wanted to meet up. They made me feel like my body was theirs, not in a sexual way but in a more literal sense. I wasn’t good enough unless I was doing something to service them. I fucking hate airing my trauma online because I go oh it wasn’t that bad but it was.

Did you know I had to go to my adult friend and get him to talk me down from killing myself? Did you know that they told me they were scared of me and that I was a terrible person? That’s fucked me up forever. Forever and ever. I will never stop thinking about that. Ever! I will never consider myself a good person.

They’re into MCYT. I never know if they’re going to find me, find my new blog. I used to live in fear of them finding me and telling people what I thought I did. I did nothing wrong but I thought if people found out what they did to me, how I let myself be hurt, they would hate me.

I’m. Going to log off for a few days I think. Maybe not because Im so fucking tied to this bell site. I’m not sure if I feel safe being here for a bit, at the least.

#tw grooming #tw vent #i guess #im not. i don’t even know if Im mad im just.#thanks for like. actually triggering me dude you’re sooooo nice and coool #tw suicide

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bravest · 1 year

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repost & list 6 songs that inspire you to write your muse

‘ there i go again , pretending that i’ll fall ! don’t call the doctors , they’ve seen it all before . they’ll say just let her crash and burn , she’ll learn ! ( the attention just encourages her ... ) i might be catching , so don’t touch - you’ll start believing you’re immune to gravity and stuff ... ’ girl anachronism , the dresden dolls .

‘ scientists were wrong , and you suspected all along it might be true ... the world belongs to you . because it’s you dancing the planets on a string - because it’s you who’s got to handle everything . there’ll be hell to pay unless we all behave the way you want us to . the world belongs to you . ’ the world belongs to you , jonathon coulton .

‘ i bet on losing dogs . i know they’re losing , and i pay for my place by the ring , where i’ll be looking in their eyes when they’re down . i’ll be there on their side . i’m losing by their side . ’ i bet on losing dogs , mitski .

‘ my life is a constant entrapment of tunnels which tangle and wind and beguile , and regardless of where i may tumble or funnel i wonder what’s really worthwhile . sometimes life can seem like a merciless dream and i’m falling with nothing to hold ; sometimes i get blustered and beaten and blistered , abandoned outside in the cold . but i’m gonna win . i’m gonna try . i’ll never lose . i’ll never die . you have seen me before , and you’ll see me again ... ’ i’m gonna win , rob cantor .

‘ if you are not very careful , your possessions will possess you . tv taught me how to feel . now real life has no appeal ! i know exactly what i want and who i want to be ! i know exactly why i walk and talk like a machine ! i’m now becoming my own self - fulfilled prophecy ! ’ oh no ! , marina and the diamonds .

‘ disappointment takes us by surprise ... even though by now i think we should have realised : everyone is dumb ( dumb , dumb , dumb , dumb ! ) ’ dumb dumb , mazie .

& list 6 quotes that inspire you to write your muse

“ if i find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy , the only logical explanation can be that i was made for another world . ” c.s. lewis .

“ there is a thin sheet of glass between me and life . however clearly i see and understand life , i can’t touch it . ” fernando pessoa .

“ i had totally destroyed my past , for what ? wasn’t it beautiful while it had lasted ? and hadn’t we loved each other ? hadn’t we grown together ? inspired each other ? hadn’t we made each other laugh ? but here i was , destroying it . wishing - convincing myself - that it hadn’t mattered in the way i thought . but what did that mean ? did i really have to desecrate every good memory in order to move on from us ? ” sue zhao .

“ i often see you sob over what you destroy , how you want to stop and just worship ; and you do stop , and then a moment later you are at it again with a knife , like a surgeon , ” anais nin .

“ i will take a crowbar and pry out the pieces of god in me . ” anne sexton .

“ godhood is just like girlhood ; a begging to be believed . ” kristin chang .

tagged by : i stole this ...

tagging : @mngrlmgic , @brgrchld , @countlessrealities ( for evil morty , unless you’d rather someone else ! ) , @regnantlight , @deadranch , @vortship !

#the world and her place in it were nothing . she understood that . / glitch about

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“I understand why this won’t sound sincere,” she said as she slowly sat upon the throne set upon the dais of the giant, expensively furnished throne room, “but my intention wasn’t this.” She gestured toward her rounded stomach.

His jaw clenched as he stared angrily at her. “You expect me to believe that you, the Demon Queen, didn’t plan out a long game to entrap me so that I couldn’t defeat you without killing my own child? You’re a tyrant. Of course you force this upon me thinking I would spare you for the sake of my prodigy.”

She sighed heavily as she struggled to find a comfortable position. “Nicholas, you know me better than anyone. Do you really think…”

“Do I?” He glared at her as he held his sword defensively, trying to keep an eye on the guards stationed around the hall. “I don’t know you at all. This was all a rouse!”

“It was,” she admitted with a groan, running her hands under her stomach to give some relief to the pressure there. “I fully intended to trick you into doing something that would prevent you from making it this far into my kingdom. It could’ve been you settling down with someone, not me, or it could’ve been your death. I really didn’t care. My main concern was keeping you from following your orders because, if you killed me or took over my rule, you’d surely give it to your king, and he is the true evil.”

“Don’t be absurd. King Henry is a just ruler who doesn’t terrorize his people or rule them through fear.” He took a step closer and wasn’t surprised to see the guards move a bit closer to him.

“Is that so? Have you really stopped to consider this fact? Who, exactly, is telling you that I rule through fear? You’ve been traveling through my lands for months now. How often have you encountered someone fearful of me?” She rolled her shoulders and winced as one popped loudly.

He scoffed. “Just two weeks’ back, we encountered that man who had been mutilated by you. It’s a wonder he didn’t recognize you.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m sure he was thrown off by how very pregnant I am.” She waved her hand to dismiss the thought. “Do you remember why he was treated thus?”

“He said it was because he refused to relent and give up his property to you.” Nicholas shook his head. “You’re a thief on top of everything else; he said you took his property even after mutilating him.”

“Let me show you his property.” She nodded toward a young woman who was clearly working as a low-level servant in the hall. “This is Sarah.” She leveled the hero with a solid, determined look. “Sarah was that man’s so-called property. Shall I tell you what he was doing to his ‘property?”

The young woman blanched. “Please, Majesty, I can’t bear to even think about what that demon did to me. You’ve given me a safe place and good job; I don’t want to sound ungrateful, but…”

“It’s alright, Sarah. You may go.” The Queen turned to the hero. “I’m called a Demon Queen by those who would use, abuse, or otherwise hurt my people. Those who choose to do so and think they will get away with it never do. That’s part of my powers. I’m able to know when my people are being severely abused and by whom. I bring swift justice to those who deserve it. Sometimes, I allow them to stay in my kingdom as a warning to others who might think of doing harm to my people. Often, I banish them from my borders. You only hear from those banished because they are the loudest, and, because your king wants my lands, he quickly erases any indication that I am doing as a good ruler ought; I am actually protecting my people from the truly evil.”

“The King wants us to kill you so your magic will no longer protect your borders?” Nicholas slowly lowered his sword. “I want to believe what you’re saying, but that would mean my king is…”

“The evil one? Perhaps. If anything, he’s ambitious.” She shifted again, and the throne creaked beneath her. “Nicholas, I’ve never lied to you. I am who I’ve presented myself as for the length of time you’ve known me, and I love you very much, but I won’t force you to stay here. I also won’t keep you from your child. If you want to leave, you may, and you may come visit so long as you do so with peaceful intent, but I will not allow Henry to take over my lands and hurt my people.”

Nicholas looked around as he thought over his journey through the Queen’s lands. It was true the people prospered, and it was equally true that very few actually feared her so much as respected her. He’d seen her be compassionate, brave, funny, and cunning. She was amazing, and he truly adored her. He’d also seen his King in action, and rarely was he ever compassionate or this adamant about the protection of his people. Perhaps, it was time to realign.

“I don’t want to do that.” He dropped his sword and heard the guards take a cautious step backwards. “I don’t want to leave you or our child.” Moving to stop in front of her, he dropped to his knee and bowed to her before reaching out to grab one of her calves, which he began to rub. “I love you as well, Regina. I choose to stay, and, together, we will protect this land and our child.”

The Queen moaned in appreciation and nodded to her guards to stand down. “Good. Now, help me up so we can bathe and rest. I’m tired of smelling like three days’ worth of dirt and horses.”

Chuckling, he did so and then happily followed.

#admhawthorne #reddit writing prompt

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aniimequotes · 2 years

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Death Note Quotes Pt. 2

"In this world, there are very few people who actually trust each other."

- Light Yagami

“No, I can’t laugh yet. I’ve got to hold it in. They’re all gonna die, 40 seconds after he wrote down their names. Thirty five seconds… I’ll claim my victory then!”

- Light Yagami

"L, do you know gods of death love apples?"

- Light Yagami

“I’ve gotten rid of everything in my way. I am the god of the new world.”

- Light Yagami

“My dad? You mean Soichiro Yagami. That’s right Matsuda. In this world, all those earnest people like him who fight for justice, they always lose. You want a world where people like that are made to be fools?! I know you understand, so kill the others! Shoot them!”

- Light Yagami

"In the end, L is indeed the greatest detective on earth..."

- Light Yagami

“That’s right… I am Kira. And what can you do? Kill me right here? Hear this. I’m not only Kira. But I’m also… God of the new world! Kira has become law in the world we now live. He’s the one who’s maintaining order. I have become Justice. The only hope for mankind. Kill me? Is that really the right thing to do? Since Kiras appearance six years ago, wars have stopped and global crime rates have been reduced by over 70%. But, it’s not enough. This world is still rotten! With too many rotten people. Somebody has to do this! When I first got that notebook all those years ago, I knew I had to do it. No, I was the only one who could. I understood killing people was a crime. There was no other way! The world had to be fixed! A purpose given to me! Only I could do it. Who else could have done it?! And come this far?! Would they have kept going?! The only one… who can create a new world… is me.”

- Light Yagami

“Irrespective of how gifted you are, you cannot change the world alone.”

- L

"This is an outrage... taking advantage of this situation! I assure you, I will get to the bottom of this!"

- L

"I don't sit like this because I want to. I have to sit like this. If I were to sit normally, my deductive skills will immediately be reduced by roughly 40%."

- L

“Tell me Light, from the moment you were born, has there ever been a point where you’ve actually told the truth?”

- L

“It will be lonely won’t it? You and I will be parting ways soon.”

- L

“I hear the bell.”

- L

“Humans who use the notebook are cursed with fear, pain, and misery. Hm. Of course, Soichiro didn’t use the notebook. He got to die believing that his son wasn’t Kira. I guess that means… he was happy.”

- Ryuk

“Humans are so interesting. Of course, you can use money to get apples so I understand.”

- Ryuk

“What is right from wrong? What is good from evil? Nobody can truly distinguish between them. Even if there was a god. Now, supposing a god and his world existed, even then I’d stop and think for myself. I’d decide for myself whether his teachings are right or wrong. After all, I am just the same as you. I put faith in my own convictions as to what I believe is right, and consider them to be righteous.”

- Near

“If you can’t win the game, if you can’t solve the puzzle… then you’re just a loser.”

- Near

“Didn’t I already tell you all that nobody was going to die?”

- Near

“I bet Mello knew in his heart, that working by ourselves, neither of us would be able to obtain our goal, and surpass our mentor, L. But together… Together we can stand with L. Together we can surpass L! And now, acting as one, we face the Kira who defeated L, and with solid evidence, beat him at his own game! Let’s see you try to talk your way out of this one… if you can.”

- Near

“No. You’re just a murderer Light Yagami. And this notebook is the deadliest weapon of mass murder in the history of mankind. You yielded to the power of the Shinigami and the notebook. And you have confused yourself with a god. In the end, you’re nothing more than a crazy serial killer. That’s all you are. Nothing more. And nothing less.”

- Near

“It’s time I started living my own life.”

- Mello

“In the end, there is no greater motivation than revenge.”

- Mello

“What was it all for then?! What about your dad?! What the hell did he die for?!”

- Matsuda Touta

“You lead your own father to his death. And now he’s gone, you call him a fool? I’ll kill him! He has to die!”

- Matsuda Touta

“Laws aren’t perfect, because humans who created laws aren’t perfect. It’s impossible to be perfect. However, the laws are evidence of the human’s struggle to be righteous.”

- Soichirou Yagami

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what's this about Asmodeus being a giant space snake?

Oh boy have you ever activated my special interest.

So, as much as I've given myself an honorary degree in Baatezu Studies, I absolutely won't pretend to be an expert on what WotC is doing or what they prefer to be canon because I imagine with something so big as D&D with as many writers and iterations it has, there have to have been numerous retcons and concurrent canons and etc etc. But I really love Big Snake Asmodeus and I don't think it conflicts with anything else just because of how he is. Which is all preface for the upcoming rant about My Favoritest Boy. I apologize in advance.

On the forgotten realms wiki page, at least, Asmodeus has three origin stories. Generally speaking, I believe his "true" origin is kept purposefully obscured and WotC might just keep coming up with new ones to further confuse it (I would, if I was them) because it adds to the vibe, or they just keep changing their mind about what sounds the most cool. Understandable, though I don't know what's cooler than Giant Snake. There's a 2nd edition book I got recently called Faces of Evil: The Fiends where Asmodeus isn't even known to the planewalkers writing the book. Could be that wotc hadn't decided on him yet, or that they had but in fiction Asmodeus was keeping himself secret (I prefer the latter).

I'm not going to address the origin story where he deposes some god that was introduced in 4th edition, it interests me the least and I've more or less dismissed it.

The most popular origin story (in fiction) is The Pact Primeval, which is the one where Asmodeus is an angel/celestial who is So Good at killing demons and he slowly descends into evil, but he's also So Good at law that the gods can't find fault with him because he keeps out arguing them. Eventually he gets tossed into Baator and becomes the Lord of the Ninth along with his contemporaries. However, this is also stated to be the origin story devils pass around the most and is implied to be a fabrication or myth. Source for this puts it at 3.5 edition.

Going back to 2nd edition, in a book called Guide to Hell, the big snake is addressed. In this origin story the universe started as a chaotic soup and out of it rose twin serpents, one winged one not, named Jazirian and Ahriman. They bit each others tails and went in a circle, forming the outer planes and bringing some order to the chaos, but they then disagreed about which plane should be in the center. Jazirian wanted the Lawful Good plane of Celestia and Ahriman wanted the Lawful Evil plane of Baator to be in the center. They fought and eventually Jazirian tore herself away and escaped. Ahriman, not having wings, fell into Baator and either fell through all the layers until Nessus, or shattered it into nine layers as he fell (which I prefer, more dramatic) (or eight layers, if Stygia isn't an original layer). Regardless, he landed in Nessus and smashed out a massive chasm now called Serpent's Coil that he lays at the bottom of, bleeding and injured. Weakened as they both were, neither snake could stop the other gods from springing up and taking over.

From Ahriman's blood soaking into the rocks, the first baatezu popped up and quickly took over Baator (possibly chasing out its native inhabitants with brooms). Eventually, Ahriman made himself some avatars in the guise of a humanoid, renamed himself Asmodeus, and took over as king of the hells. Basically almost no one is allowed in Nessus and anyone who sees/speaks of his true form is dead within 24 hours.

Since he is a giant snake deity older than the gods and older than belief, his power doesn't wax and wane depending on faith. He actually prefers non-belief (in anyone, he needs atheist souls to heal himself). He also cannot distribute warlock powers. His inability to do that implies he's a lesser deity (or less), which he uses as a smokescreen and continues to let the gods believe he is simply an archdevil that has ascended a couple times and not a greater deity (or more), which he is identified as in Descent Into Avernus, I think (I don't believe 5e or anything recent has added any new origins into the mix).

Asmodeus' ultimate plan is to heal his wounds and regain his strength and bust out and destroy literally everything and revert it back to Chaos Soup so he can remake it in his image. Jazirian hasn't bothered him because she hopes there is enough law in him to stop him doing this (girl, there isn't). She, meanwhile, is also pretending to be a regular deity of couatls.

I like Giant Space Snake for any number of reasons: the eldritch horror element of big unknowable thing older than time, the fact that it makes basically everything he does into a lie which is fitting for the lord of lies, the fact that his avatars are always covered because they reflect his wounds from the fall and he's always in excrutiating amounts of pain, the idea that he's a god trying to cultivate non-belief because consuming the souls of true atheists is what heals his wounds, just... snake......

It also really doesn't contradict any of the others. The Pact Primeval seems obviously to be a story concocted by Asmodeus to make himself appear as a martyr. The He Who Was backstory I didn't address is also fine because he could have taken up any number of roles. He's a liar, a pretender, it's What He's Best At. So why shouldn't he be a fallen celestial or an exarch overthrowing a god and taking its place? And underneath it all, in the deepest pits of Nessus where no one can look, there is a colossal serpent biding his time and perfectly assured in the destruction of everything around him.

It's just great.

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