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milksteakkk · 2 years
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ive finally figured out why the first little big planet game feels so lonely
little big planet is a pretty big franchise, with three main games and plenty more spinoffs. but none of those have ever matched the same lonely and kind of isolating feeling as the first.
every little big planet game has its own unique storylines and characters, with no two being the same. for this part i wanna focus on the characters specifically. each character in any of the games has a distinct personality with a fitting voice actor to go with it, giving them a more human and sentient feel and overall make the game more enjoyable.
but the first game doesnt have that.
all of the characters in the first game dont... speak. well they do but they dont have a voice. whenver they speak you cant hear them, only read what theyre saying [aside from i guess some barely audible gibberish but that doesnt count]. the only sound in the game is the music and sound affects from stuff in the game, but thats it. at times the game is even completely silent from when the music is switching over between levels, leaving you with no sound at all, giving a very lonely feeling.
the next thing i wanna talk about is the level design. considering that everything in the game [including the appearance of the levels] is made using things you have access to in create mode, the level designs are incredible theme wise and are in general just nice to look at, and that goes for all the games. but the level designs for the first game just feel so...
boxed in??
im gonna be honest with you i have no idea about this one, but the best way to describe it is that its exactly like the wet dry world negative emotional aura effect [from super mario 64], but it doesnt make me uncomfortable or not want to play it, but it just feels weird?? i dont know if that one is just me or if its a mutual experience between people that have played the game but i thought i would include it anyways.
the last thing i wanna talk about is that its just an old game. little big planet was released on october 21st 2008, nearly 14 years ago, and since then it has always been a playstation exclusive game franchise [playstation literally based their entire image off sackboy, hes literally their mascot]. old games always feel strange but little big planet feels like that even more since its always felt like a lonely game. everything about it feels empty, and ive always found that intresting.
im in no way saying this makes the game bad or boring, little big planet is an amazing game with fun mechanics and so much more, and ill always hold it close to me. the first game started it all and i just really wanted to write about it for a bit. anyways yeah. newton solos btw
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dnncats · 6 months
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slaying while slaying 🔪🩸
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latenightsundayblues · 6 months
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going FERAL over your scarred stu design it is so ‼️‼️‼️ look at he!!
Scarred Stu 2: Electric Boogaloo
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Billy got a lot more affectionate, and all Stu needed to do was to have a brutal near-death experience
(song completely unrelated to the drawing i just really like it and listened to the whole thing in a loop while i made this lol)
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looseinthecatroom · 2 years
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Dreams just like us fr
He really saw Hob Gadling in 1589 and went: “You’re stable?? Happy?? Heterosexual*???
Boring.
I’ll be over there chatting with the art twink if anyone needs me.“
Then Hob comes back in 1689 like “I’M FILTHY, TRAUMATIZED, MISERABLE, YET FULL OF HOPE” and Dream is really like:
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“At last. A blorbo.”
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foxx-queen · 7 months
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thinking about the way shadowheart, lae'zel and minthara deal with breaking away from a god/god-like figure they've dedicated their lives to. shadowheart immediately latches onto rescuing her parents as her new 'mission'. lae'zel immediately dedicates herself to freeing orpheus with the vigor she served vlaakith. minthara fixates on obtaining the power to make sure she's never controlled again.
its like. breaking away from gods/god-like figures leaves a void to fill. they're trying to fill it, and trying to choose what they fill it with. and they know that's what they're doing, in some ways, maybe to avoid the enormity of what it means to have broken away. maybe to avoid working out what they'll do as individuals. shadowheart doesnt know her parents, and they dont know her anymore, but she has to save them. you can ask lae'zel why she won't focus on herself, and she acknowledges there's no time for that. not yet. minthara wants you to use the power of the brain, but has dialogue/approval when you speak to ravenguard and she realizes hes still in there beneath the tadpoles influence, just like she was.
'my deference to him is a habit that will die hard, i fear'. minthara still calls the elder brain the absolute, even after she knows the truth. lae'zel still calls out to vlaakith in battle. shadowheart still wears the symbol of shar in her hair after dyeing it. indoctrination/ingrained beliefs are hard to break.
they've broken away from what was controlling their lives. they're free. they've lost everything. shadowheart can save her parents and but will always have that mark. lae'zel has been declared a traitor and will be hunted until vlaakith is overthrown. minthara can never go home, and would be executed if she tried.
they've broken away. they've lost everything. they're struggling with what that means. they're free. they wouldn't have it any other way.
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afewproblems · 10 months
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98 for Robin?
98. "Hold me back!"
Ahhh thank you very much for this! I'm sorry it was so late nonny!
This is taking place in the same universe as this piece which you can also read on AO3
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"I swear to God" Robin moans as she smacks her head onto the counter, "I will walk into traffic if I have to explain the plot of Labyrinth one more time". 
Steve puts the money from the recent rental into the till and shrugs, "I dunno Birdy, I liked your take on it this time". 
She snorts, finally cracking a grin, "you just liked the look on her face when I talked about how half the movie is Bowie's package and the other half is Muppets". 
"Potato, Tomato," Steve hums, closing the till with a soft snick.
For a Saturday opening shift it had been strangely slow. 
They had their usual guests during the day, screaming children with parents who were clearly at the end of their tether. Irritating teens who stole as many snacks as their thieving little backpacks could handle. Movie nerds who asked for as many titles as they could think of before settling on something so obscure there was no way they carried it -or on the off chance Family Video did have it in their inventory, it was already checked out. 
However, with half an hour until Keith was set to arrive for the closing shift, the front door bell jingled harshly to announce a new presence in the store and in an instant Robin’s stomach falls into her shoes. 
Because Tommy Hagan and Carol Perkins have just walked in. 
Robin has dealt with assholes from highschool before, she had to wear a sailor outfit with shorts for her last job for fucks sake, but she’s also never gotten into a physical fight with any schmucks from her forth period algebra class. 
Steve on the other hand…
He’s on the other side of the counter all of a sudden, standing in between her and Tommy.
His expression seems neutral, but Robin can read the line of tension in his shoulders as Carol whispers something into Tommy’s ear.
"Welcome to Family Video," Robin says, her voice clipped and stony, "it's two for one Saturday and all the sections are labeled so you should be able to get in and get out". 
"Come on, we just got here," Tommy scoffs, he's glaring openly at Steve while Carol seems to be scanning Robin, watching her carefully.
"Boy, you really do have a type huh Stevie," Carol sneers from Tommy's side, "at least this one plays an instrument, she's just as stuck up as Wheeler though from what I remember".
"If you guys don't want to rent anything, then leave," Steve says slowly, deliberately with wary hostility.
"You're suddenly so fucking tough huh?" Tommy scoffs, stepping closer towards Steve.
Carol moves with him but her eyes widen slightly in surprise, she grabs at his arm and pulls just slightly, "Tommy--"
"I'm not going to fight you man," Steve sighs, running a hand over his face and into his hair, Robin watches as his shoulders droop ever so slightly.
She knows Steve has complicated feelings about his former friends, they'd known one another for such a long time and those old feelings don't just disappear.
He'd been hurt to see Tommy and Carol gravitate towards Billy so easily. To egg him on as he bullied Steve their senior year, the tables turned so suddenly it was like whiplash.
Well, Steve may feel conflicted about his old shithead friends, but Robin has no such compunction.
"He won't but I will," Robin blurts out, the words run away from her faster than she can even catch up to them.
Steve closes his eyes, his expression pained while Tommy and Carol both turn to her with equal looks of surprise. 
Huh, it's the first time in her life she's ever seen Carol Perkins speechless and it's glorious. 
Robin lets the thrill of it carry her forward until she's stepped around the counter to stand beside Steve.
“Yeah, Steve's gonna have to hold me back,” Robin snarls as she grabs Steve’s hand and places it on her own shoulder. 
Steve gives her a withering look as he mimes pulling a zipper over his own mouth.
"You let your bitch off her leash huh Harrington?" Tommy says with a lecherous grin as he stares at them both.
He lets out two barks and laughs again as he swings an arm around Carol's shoulder, her tinkling laugh joins his own and Robin can't believe this is even happening. Did she hit her head getting out of Steve's car this morning?
Fuck this.
"Funny stuff Hagan," Robin bites out, "your ass must be pretty jealous of your mouth for all the nasty shit it gets to spew in public".
"What did you just say to me?" Tommy snarls as he stomps closer, his ears have turned a ruddy pink that matches the flush crawling up his neck.
Carol tries to reach for his arm, whispering, "just drop it Tommy, let's go," but he wrenches away from her and continues forward, only stopping as a flat palm catches him in the chest.
Steve stands his ground in front of Tommy, looking down his nose with cold eyes. 
Steve told her about the last time he and Tommy had squared off. It was just before Robin spotted Steve outside the corner store while she waited for her mother to pay for their things, the aftermath that she hadn't thought much of at the time, but now…
Steve walks forward, using his height to his advantage to tower imposingly over Tommy, his face twisted into a vicious snarl that Robin has only seen one other time, underneath Starcourt.
"Get out, I don't want to tell you again Tommy," Steve says lowly under his breath, just loud enough that Robin has to strain to hear him. 
Tommy's eyes narrow as his mouth pulls into a sneer, "and what are you gonna do about it, you're not scary Harrington," he grins despite taking a step back as Steve continues forward, pushing them towards the front door. 
"I don't have to be scary, but I do have an in with your drug dealer and I can make it impossible for you to score for as long as you live in this godforsaken shithole". 
"You're bluffing".
"Try me," Steve whispers just as the bell dings again at the front of the store. Tommy doesn't look away from Steve even as Carol exclaims a small, 'oh', beside him.
Robin smirks and leans back against the counter, raising her hand in an enthusiastic wave towards the entrance, "hey Eddie!"
Tommy curses under his breath and wrenches himself away from Steve, just in time to see the murderous expression on Eddie's face. 
Carol takes the opportunity to grab at the sleeve of Tommy's shirt and drag him the last few steps away towards the door, they give Eddie a wide berth as they pass. 
Tommy glares at Steve and Robin the entire way, muttering curses under his breath as Robin blows them a kiss with her middle finger.
The bell jingles again as the door swings open and falls gently closed, leaving them in an uneasy silence. 
"You guys okay?" Eddie says quietly after a beat, he steps towards Steve, his brow pinched with concern.
Steve nods silently before turning towards Robin. She expects a lecture from the frown on his face but blinks in surprise as Steve pulls her into a tight hug.
"Don't do that again," he mumbles into her hair, she opens her mouth to speak, to insist that she doesn't need a babysitter like his gaggle of children.
"I know it's just Tommy," Steve breathes out as though reading her mind, "but I don't think I could handle it if something happened to you Robin, I mean it". 
And all at once the fight drains out of her as Robin wonders just how she wound up with someone like Steve Harrington in her corner. 
"I wasn't going to let them talk shit," she huffs, despite pressing even closer, she feels his head shake against her own.
"I can take a hit and I'm not going to let some asshole have a chance to go after you too," he says sharply. 
Robin rolls her eyes and steps back just enough to look him in the eyes, "remember what your annoying child friend said, if you die, I die".
She shrugs at the incredulous expression on his face, "what? Smartest thing that kid has ever said". 
"You're ridiculous," Steve whispers and there's so much warm affection in his voice as he squeezes her once more, that Robin has to bury her face in his shoulder to hide the sudden shine in her eyes.
Eddie seems to take this as his cue to move forward and let his hand rest on Steve's lower back, the pinched look fading slightly as he smiles at Robin. 
"Well, my original plan was to take Stevie here, out after his shift, buuut I'm thinking the three of us are in need of a night on the town, what do you say Buckaroo?" Eddie asks with a waggles of his eyebrows and a wide grin. 
"I'll come if you never call me that again," Robin says with as much of a straight face as she can muster.
Steve barks out a laugh as he leans into Eddie's side, "oh you've done it now Buckaroo". 
Robin squawks and flaps her hands at Steve until he ducks away behind Eddie who immediately shields his face with his hands. 
"You think way too highly of me if you think that's where I'm aiming," Robin says dryly, snorting as Eddie gasps and lifts a leg for further protection, prompting them both to collapse into a fit of giggles while Steve watches fondly.
They all eventually relax, falling into an easy conversation as Steve and Robin finish up the last of the morning duties. The tension from earlier fading away as Eddie sits on the counter top, with his eyes on the door, watching out, just in case.
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suzukiblu · 3 months
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Father of mine by everclear for smallville disapproves!
"I didn't think your dad was around when you were born," she says still more carefully. 
"Uh," Kon says, fumbling for an appropriate lie. Just–something true enough to pass, Tim would tell him. "He was kinda . . . in and out of my life, I guess." 
Did he say his imaginary dad wasn't around at some point? He must've, but fuck if he remembers when or why. 
God, he's so bad at this.
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snikidoodles · 1 year
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the adultification of azula is actually so personal to me because she's so much like me it hurts!!! like!!! being told that i should've known better if i was so smart, and if i was really a child then why did i act so mature? if i acted like an adult then is it really anyone's fault if they hold me to adult standards? if i'm so smart then why didn't i know better? if i'm so logical then why didn't i think? she's just so me-coded sorry
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amygdalae · 9 months
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after playing bg3 a coupla hours i went over the screenshots id taken and theyre all of my character and nothing else lmao. anyways heres more images of them im really enjoying my playthrough as a friendly druidic beefcake
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pinacoladamatata · 10 months
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One thing I'm actually genuinely excited for is see everyone play BG3 and all of us piecing together what choices trigger certain outcomes and watching how wildly playthroughs can diverge! Because there's no way I'm playing every race/class combo to the end, I'm just so excited to see all the different scenes people might experience and share!
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vigilskeep · 5 months
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Alistair watching on as Suhalani flirts with both the Chantry Sister aka the religion that did ALLL THAT and the Antivan Assassin who tried to kill her recently: "Lani you good?" (I don't think Lani is doing good)
i just got alistair’s “you’d... want a gentleman to court you, wouldn’t you? if... if you were to be courted by someone, that is” and it’s really funny to imagine he’s just desperately trying to convince her to pick someone more normal for the sake of his stress levels
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ari what do you mean u write fics on ur phone 😭 how are u just casually writing 8.9k + words on your phone 😭😭
PHDJDHUDHD IS THAT NOT NROMAL?????????????? I THOUGHT THAT WAS THE STANDARD PROCEDURE HAVE I BEEN DOING IT WRONG THIS WHOLE TIME 😭😭😭😭 i literally want to write on my laptop SO bad just for the aesthetic but i can never get into it….. 😞😞😞
wait alexis i have to know ok . what is ur usual writing method …. do u have any rituals 🎤🎤 i am looking to learn . all i do is drink lots of coffee and hope for the best i cant keep living like this
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s0fter-sin · 5 months
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ghost having absolutely no self esteem until he joins the military and pinning his self-worth on his performance in the field, seeing his only value as a weapon which only gets worse when he’s legally dead and all but owned by the military makes me want to eat glass
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littlecutiexox · 8 months
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Work is an absolute joke today
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saintmachina · 1 month
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vocational bellyaching under the cut
Spending Holy Saturday crying over the fact that the two things I want more than anything in the world, the two things I feel divinely called to, are to make queer erotic art that affirms the goodness of bodies and desire, and to work as a priest midwifing people's search for God. I'm so angry that the world has decided that those two things are in conflict and has forced me to choose between them.
Real Jonah in the whale hours.
May the bridges I burn light my way home I guess.
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soapy-sudsart · 7 days
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IVE BEEN APPROVED :O
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