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specter-soltare · 6 months
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ig slight talk of ea !!
so sorry i literally do not care if vincent was in the wrong, that has been my man for 3 years now i will stand by him regardless of whether or not he did anything wrong. fuck porter fr fr
punching porter was the best decision Lovely could have made in that situation. I agree. Yes, hit that bitch, Lovely. Defend your mans. I would. I would punch a bitch for Vincent. Absolutely. Im so down bad it’s ridiculous
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volcanocraft · 1 month
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I can be cool, if you just wanna be mad
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viliantropy-art · 4 months
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uggghhh get out of my head
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mortispoxi · 2 months
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Seeing Twitter users recommending the People Make Games documentary as a good way to get insight on the issue is so….
I know, I’m always extremely disappointed whenever I come across someone who thinks it’s the end all be all explanations regarding the Studio ZA/UM situation.
Recommending that video always comes with a heavy caveat from me that the person needs to stop around the 40 minute mark since the interviewer shows a very clear bias that’s unbecoming of a journalist.
Regardless, now that more people are finding out about these layoffs, which might take out members of the studio that have been there since the beginning, it could finally help smack some sense into those Twitter users that actually thought, FOR SOME REASON, Rostov, Kurvitz, and Hindpere were lying for shits and giggles rather than seeing what's ACTUALLY going on which is that the investors have a very obvious agenda against the real wronged party. Hopefully this'll also open their eyes to how the People Make Games video fed into this twisted narrative that Kurvitz was somehow at fault/responsible for the theft of his own IP, but that might be asking too much from their concrete brains. Here's hoping though!
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thebad-lydrawn-sanses · 3 months
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Creator: Mm, art block. What to do...?
Creator: What do you think, wackus bonkus?
"Wackus Bonkus" (Hand): make angst
Creator: ohh, you naughty wackus bonkus
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halliewriteshockey · 5 months
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This guy I talk to is not a cat person and I’m dying at this conversation
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“this weird vibrate noise” that cat was deadass IN LOVE WITH YOU SIR
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blooming-gwens · 19 days
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The first 1,200 words of For Everything Chapter Two
Hey guys! I’m really, super excited to be back in action, working on this monster of a fic. It’s still going to take me a considerable amount of time to finish, but to tide you over, I am releasing to you the first 1,200 words of what I am expecting to be a 45-50k chapter. Enjoy~
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Time seemed to slow as she descended from the shadows into a brilliant night sky.
She’d never seen the stars so close before—Glittering like polished jewels caught in the light of a craterous, full, yellow moon.
Not even perched from the highest point of the city had the sky been so crystalline—above her an abysmal sea of a million luminous lights, glinting against the empyrean curve of the fathomless cosmos that retreated further and further away from her, falling out of reach, out of touch—smaller and smaller until they were just pinpoints—until they were absorbed by the silvery clouds she sliced through.
She couldn’t breathe, the air whipping around her stealing any breath she could greedily inhale. She couldn’t scream. She couldn’t cry.
There was nothing she could do.
Miguel had warned her. He showed her, as if knowing would be an advantage, as if knowing would slow her fall. As if knowing would inspire her not to take it all for granted—but she did, and there was nothing she could do, nothing she could say to change it now.
And there was so much she wished she could have changed.
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“Wait, I think there might be a way to figure out where the Go-Home-machine sent Miles.”
Gwen didn’t mean to roll her eyes, but she also didn’t fight the instinctual movement that reflected the otherwise unwarranted annoyance that curled through her. To be fair, the feeling had been festering for the past four minutes as she petulantly sat through a whirlwind of ideas—some good, some bad, some questionable at best.
That had been the first time Margo had chimed in through the plethora of plans being shoved into the mix, and Gwen had already been steadily losing her patience with every dead end they met.
Time was not at their disposal, yet there they were, on some secluded rooftop on Earth-616B, wasting more than they could afford, missing every mark they shot for.
And Miles…
Miles was missing in a finite cluster of multiverses, and Miguel was also on the prowl—armed with rage, and the numbers, plus every advantage they could only dream of possessing. Meanwhile they didn’t even know where to start looking or how, but all of a sudden Margo did.
“Well don’t leave us in suspense, pig tails.” Ham groaned.
“You’re one to talk.” Peter B huffed with a raised brow. Gwen leered at him, shaking her head once. “What?” He asked, meeting her narrowed eyes.
“Oh, I get it! Because he is a pig, and he has a tail!” Pav perked, gesturing down to Ham, who was glaring daggers at the pink robed Spider-man.
“Nice, Pav.” Hobie said, lounging with his arms folded behind his back in a web spun hammock suspended between two air conditioning units.
Mayday squealed from the carrier strapped to Peter B’s chest, kicking her chubby legs with a giggle and reaching towards the talking pig. She had been wholly fascinated by Spider-Ham since first glance as if he was a character from one of her storybooks.
“Right…” Margo sighed before continuing. “So the Go-Home Machine keeps an archive. Just the consequential details like the variant, where it was sent, stuff like that. The data is wiped intermittently as a security measure, but knowing Miguel, there could be a backup.” She explained promptly, Gwen scrutinizing her glowing figure with arms folded over her chest
“That guy does have some major trust issues.” Gwen heard Peter B mutter from behind her. Her eyes rolled again. At this rate, she expected them to be stuck upwards by the end of this conversation.
“Assuming you’re right, would LYLA have access to this back up?” Gwen questioned, her tone bristling.
“LYLA has access to everything.” Margo answered, turning to face Gwen, her holographic form glittering under a flickering flood light mounted to a wall behind her.
“Can you access it?” Gwen emphasized, her tone clipped. Already she could see all the ways her idea could go–none of them consisting of a successful resolution. “Without getting caught.”
A smile spread to Margo's lips. Gwen’s stayed set in a subtle scowl.
It turned out Spider-Byte also had access to everything, it just took a little more effort, and she would have to directly hack into the machine's mainframe on E-928. Any other way would significantly heighten the probability of LYLA’s security protocols being triggered.
“That sounds like a suicide mission if I ever heard of one” Noir added, tipping his hat forward and cupping his masked chin with his pointer finger and thumb. “And I have planned a couple myself.”
“Noir’s right.” Peni said, sitting inside SP//dr, the front hutch of the mech suit propped open. ”Miguel would never leave HQ without surveillance, especially if he knows some of us have gone rogue. Are you sure this is a good idea?”
Margo nodded before gesturing to herself. “I’m an avatar. They can’t catch what they can’t touch.” She waved one hand through her forearm, and everyone watched in astonishment when her arm wavered as her fingers passed right through it.
“Oh, that is creepy.” Pav whispered, covering his mouth with his hand.
”I’ll be quick. In and out. Easy.” Spider-Byte confidently continued.
“But what if—“ Peter B started before Gwen curly cut him off.
“She’s not going alone.”
All eyes turned to her as she spoke, silence following her decree.
Ham was first to break the seemingly long, awkward stretch of stillness. “Now it’s actually a suicide mission. Well, at least for Gwen who can’t do that cool arm thing like Margo.”
Spider-Byte took a single step towards Gwen, her brows knitting together. “I don’t need the back-up. Like I said, I’m untouchable.”
Gwen couldn’t trust that. She couldn’t trust her.
There had been no intention to harbor shock or malice towards Margo, but there was still an itch about her Gwen couldn’t scratch. She never really went out of her way to talk to the avatar, but they would pay each other a respectful acknowledgement anytime they crossed paths—which wasn’t often.
Margo spent a majority of her time in the confinement wing of HQ, where all the anomalies were stacked up to be sent back to their respective dimensions. Maybe it was Gwen’s uneasiness towards the machine, but she never strayed to that side of HQ on her own volition. If she was needed, she would report, but she kept her interactions and time there minimal.
In turn, the two girls remained distant.
Though Gwen couldn’t help but notice how her and Miles had looked a little longer, said a little more than she ever bothered to say to Gwen.
(And vice-versa.)
Her and Miles?
Perhaps the insistence of her blatant jealousy could have better timing. Her focus was needed elsewhere and her emotions were clearly clouding her judgment, right?
“You’ll need the back-up if things go south.” Protested Gwen, leering down at Margo.
“What happens if something happens to you?” Pavitr all but squeaked, his stress tangible.
“Nothing is going to happen to me, Pav.” Gwen hissed, her eyes still locked with Margo’s.
“Is it just me, or is Gwen being very intense?” She heard Pav ask in a hushed whisper.
“S’not just you.” Hobie replied flatly.
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And scene. I hope that satiates the pain of waiting. I appreciate all your patience, and above all, support! Much love <3
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amadeusevenstar · 25 days
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it’s so hard for me to write stuff shipping johnny with anyone other than daniel bc i have to make sure daniel is nowhere to be seen otherwise i’ll be tempted by the lawrusso potential
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sweeteastart · 3 months
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Dead fandom let's goo
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heytheredeann · 7 months
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Lettin' people down is my thing, baby
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aauroralightss · 2 months
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happy wolfwood wednesday nicholas d wolfwood is a LOSER and i don't mean stampede wolfwood (although he is too with his tech bro ass big sunglasses and coat) but i mean trimax wolfwood. literally everything he does is so fucking funny to me. the scene where he tells vash to shoot him? did he honest to god think "oh yeah vash is gonna shoot me this will be great" ????????? like what did he truly expect to happen. and he monologues through the whole fight against grey the ninelives. he makes me sick why is he so EXTRA
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everykabuto · 21 days
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casually-salad · 3 months
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im so sad i forgot to post him yesterday but... he is probabluy one of my favorite ponys i made
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dazzlerazz · 5 months
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I should play CF again with a fresh clear head just to see if I actually like it without fandom bullshit clouding my mind
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bpdohwhatajoy · 4 months
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I’ll stop thinking I’m right when it stops turning out that I’m right about everything
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reason #592 why Carver is my favorite companion in da2: All companions have 2-4 different lines of dialogue they can potentially say if Hawke falls in battle, but Carver has 5 and they're just-
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