#or 2. You have based so much of your identity off the fact you live in the USA that any criticism of the country and it's history...

[anemptypuddingcup]

An angel in the camera.

Sanji x Female Reader. Smut.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Contains: Reader on onlyfans and the phone with Sanji. (A little messy, she just discarded the fact that she was still on the camera) Usage of toys. Phone sex with Sanji. Sweet praise.

It had been about two months since you first started streaming and you didn’t think you’d get at popular as you were now. You had gained a small fan base who adored you and your content alike. As much as it used to wrack your nerves, you’re genuinely happy that you made the decision since it helped with bills and you enjoyed your fans reactions.

You grew to love your little side job.

And even though you had all of these wonderful fans to love, the only one that was still on your mind was Sanji. You found them to be charming if them being your first viewer wasn’t enough. You adored them, they way they spoke to you and treated you were nothing like your viewers.

They never missed a single session and every time they pop in your live, you gained confidence and all the nervousness would melt away. It was as if this person does something to you, tugging at your heart while still keeping their identity hidden.

You wanted to meet them, but you just didn’t know how.

The thought ran through your head all day as you attended to your usual routine, cleaning up the house and doing any errands that you check off. It wasn’t until you got home that you finally had an idea to try and get to know your first viewer. You grabbed your laptop and rummaged around through your closet for the nicest lingerie.

Giving them a private show wasn’t so bad…right?

Opening your laptop, you directly messaged them to tell them what you wanted to do for them.

***

Hey there Sanji!

Love! Hello!

You startled me, I didn’t think you would’ve messaged me directly. Did you need something?

Well…I do.

I want to give you a private show, are you alright with that?

I’d love that! Are you sure you’re alright with it though?

Of course I am!

Well, I’m ready whenever you are.

Okay!

***

A blush ran across your cheeks as you began to slip on the pretty lingerie. This time it was a pretty light blue with lace, you thought it looked nice and it was Sanji’s style since they’ve always complimented on the lacy lingerie. You slowly crawl onto your bed and get your toys ready before setting up to start the show.

You sat there in silence for a few seconds before Sanji joins the show. A smile quickly appears on your face before you giggle to yourself. “Sanji! I-I’m happy that you joined!” You smiled happily.

I couldn’t miss this opportunity love, you look so pretty!

You blush before smiling widely, giving him a toothy grin before you get on topic. “Oh! Sanji! I have a question…Y-You’ve been supporting me for a while and…I really wanna meet you!” You admit, looking straight into the camera as you said so. The chat goes silent for a moment before Sanji responds.

I’ve been wanting to meet you as well. I really want to see you in person.

You nod but thought about it. There’s no telling where Sanji could be so you had to start off small and use better communication. You thought about it and decided to offer him your phone number. “Ah Sanji, take my phone number. It’ll help us communicate better!” You say before you read out your number to him.

“I dunno why I never thought to tell you, that would’ve made it so much easier!” You sighed to yourself.

A few seconds after reading it to him, your phone rings and you’re immediately startled. Slowly turning to your phone, you grab it before reading the caller ID. It was a random number but you answered reluctantly.

“H-Hello?”

“That shade of blue looks breathtakingly beautiful on you, babydoll.”

Your heart drops and your eyes widens as you hear Sanji speak to you through the phone. His voice was coated in honey, soothing and sweet as he spoke to you. You look at the camera as your heart pounded out of your chest.

“S-Sanji…?” You call out his name and you hear him let out a small groan.

“Yes darling?” He asks, his eyes facing you in the camera.

You shivered before taking a deep breathe, you couldn’t believe that Sanji actually called you the moment you read your number to him. Then again, what did you expect? “Y-Your voice…I-it’s so pretty…” You whisper out to him. His chuckles causes your heat to pool out onto your quilt, his voice turning you on more by the second.

“Thank you sweetheart, yours is just as beautiful as you.” He compliments. Your body was hot while your face was purely red from how surprised and aroused you were. “I can tell you’re on edge, are you going to continue sweetie?” He asks. You nodded and lay back against your pillow with your phone in hand.

“W-What should I d-do?~” You ask him teasingly before you spread you legs open for him in camera. You hear him chuckle a bit before answering your question. “Well…I want to see you use your toy again~ Do you mind doing that for me princess?” He asked teasingly, the sound of the phone catching him adjusting himself in his bed.

You nodded before grabbing your blue dildo. You spread your saliva onto it like you always do and suckling on the toy a bit before removing the toy from your lips and placing it under you. You hear Sanji huff before he chuckles at the sight of you getting ready to push it inside of you. “Ah- Honey. Try a different angle for me. Lay on your side and spread your legs open. For me.” Sanji says, and you obey.

You nod and slowly lay on your side before opening your legs, using the lubricated toy to coat your soaking cunt before pushing it inside of yourself. You gasp before you slowly begin to thrust the toy inside of yourself on the camera. The vulgar noises only made you blush deeper while you hear Sanji’s voice let out heavy breaths.

“God, you look so pretty like that~ Your legs spread open while you fuck your pretty pussy with that toy.” You hear Sanji groan slightly and he settles on his bed. You moan out when the toy hits that soft bundle of nerves and Sanji moans after you before giggling. “So pretty~” He breathes.

“Sanji~” You moan out his name as you grind the toy against your g-spot, making you bite your lip from the pleasure. You can hear Sanji gasping before he answered you, it was obvious that he could just sit there and watch. Not when the pretty lady he was crushing on was moaning in his ear while masturbating on camera.

“Are you thinking about me love?” He asked reluctantly, thinking that he was probably some nobody to you. You were a pretty girl with a pretty body, someone probably would’ve gotten to you by now. “Y-Yes~ Yes I am!~” You moan out honestly before a gasp leaves you.

“I-I wanna feel you Sanji…I-I want you to feel me too~” You whine out, blush growing darker as you spewed out embarrassing words of love to Sanji. Sanji went silent, surprised by your honesty and words. “Y-You…You do…?” He asks carefully, his hand now running faster along his shaft. “I do Sanji…” You whimper softly, your movements with the toy slowly.

Sanji watches your movements slow down and you begin to catch your breath, a bit tired from it and edging yourself in the process. “Keep going.” You hear Sanji firmly say, his tone making your heart pound with excitement. You moan out as you continue to thrust the toy inside of your needy cunt while Sanji’s watches and fucks his fist.

His hand followed the movement of yours and he begins to let his voice out, startling you. “Sanji~ You feel so good inside of me~” You moan out quietly, your mind imprinting the thought of Sanji fucking you. Sanji giggles and plays along with you, the thought of you around him making his cock throb.

“You feel wonderful around me sweetheart, you’re doing so good taking me in like that~” He whispers to you before a gasp leaves him. You moan from his sweet words and you increase the speed of your hand gripping and thrusting the toy inside of you. “Sanji~ Sanji!~” You moan out his name angelically while you tighten around the toy, your slick and heat coating it.

“My darling~ I-I can’t wait much longer, you feel so good~” You hear Sanji moan out as he continues to match the speed with you. You whimper out as the toy hits your g-spot once again, making you whine out. “I-I’m close too Sanji~ C-Cum with me!~” A heavy gasp leaves your lips as your cunt flutters around the toy, you were so close to cumming and you wanted him to cum with you.

He giggles through his moans as they grew more whiney and frantic. “Ah~ O-Of course m-my love!~” He gasps, the sound of his bed creaking while his moans grew louder. You breathe heavily as you felt yourself ready to squirt once again, your toes curling from the pleasure.

“Ah- Ah- I-I’m- I-It’s! It’s coming!~” Sanji struggles to get his words out as he was right on the edge, moments from cumming out onto his blankets. Loud whines constantly leaves your lips as you finally release from the grip on your orgasm.

“MMH!~ S-SANJI!~” You moan out loudly as you squirt out onto your quilt, your legs trembling from your harsh orgasm. You hear Sanji let out a loud groan as he cums just a few seconds after you. You hear him breathe heavily before hearing his blankets shuffle around.

You slowly remove the toy from you before suckling on it, sucking up any remaining juices that you might’ve left from the toy.

“I love it when you squirt princess, you look so pretty doing it…” Sanji says to you.

You shot up from your bed, completely forgetting that you were still in the private show and that you’d shown Sanji everything. “Ah! I-I forgot I was on camera…” You say a bit embarrassed. Sanji giggles at your cute reaction but suddenly falls silent afterwards, alerting you.

“Hm? Is there something wrong Sanji?” You asked, looking around for a towel or something to clean yourself up. You hear Sanji make some noises of confusion before speaking.

“Ah? Oh! There was a camera option here the whole time!?” Sanji says, a bit surprised that he missed such an obvious thing. You giggle and before you slowly prop yourself up against the pillows. “I was so distracted because of you my pretty~ I didn’t know~” He says, teasing at you.

You giggle before a blush runs across your face. “Stop it Sanjiii, you’re making me blush…” You giggle.

“Well, I guess I can show you what I look like…” He says in a tone of slight nervousness. He hangs up the phone abruptly without saying goodbye which pained you slightly. You stared at the camera intently and suddenly-

“Ohhh! It worked!”

Your eyes widens as you see the pretty face of a blonde man with curly eyebrows. His hair was covering half of his face as he smiled widely into the camera. “Hello love!” He beams, genuinely happy that you can see his face. He noticed that you’re shocked and he tilts his head out of question.

“W-What is it love? Is it the way I look!” He asked hesitantly, a blush covering his face.

“S-So- SO PRETTY!”

#one piece #one piece smut #one piece fluff #op smut #op fluff #one piece x female reader #one piece sanji #op sanji #sanji smut #sanji fluff #vinsmoke sanji #an angel in the camera series #puddingcupfics

[simreaper]

ruby yew is not for the faint of heart. for the last four years she has lived off the land-- her current campsite is next to an active volcano. dating prospects around active volcanoes are...slim. ruby wants a life partner who can keep up with her explosive (heh) lifestyle. 

so the natural next step was to trick six sexy singles into competing for her affections on national tv! for the duration of the challenge, ruby and the potential lovers will camp out on a private island. and by “camp,” i mean camp. each competitor will be expected to fulfill their fair share of chores-- cleaning, cooking, laundry, fishing, gardening, repairing all of the things that will inevitably break...and so on. with so much work to do, will the sexy singles have time to find.....love?!?!?!? 

read on for rules/requirements! and if it wasn’t clear: this is a casting call hehe

contestant requirements: 

1. diverse sims are highly preferred-- ethnicity, gender identity, body shape, etc etc etc. i love sims that feel real! bonus points for identifying any quirks or oddities that can be used as a storyline in the challenge. give them negative traits, give them weird hobbies..whateva

2. cc can definitely be used but please try to keep it somewhat minimal/be okay with the fact that i will add/change outfits and may potentially swap skin overlays to match my game. please list cc used thank yewwww 

3. must include tray files, sorry if that’s a problem! you do not/should not include the cc used. i do not have access to the gallery :(

4. you don’t have to give your sim skills, but please give me a general idea of their talents and interests so i can assign them skills accordingly!!

5. occults are okay, but ruby IS afraid of two kinds of occults so it’s like russian roulette. 

3. please tag me in your sim’s post, and if i don’t like or reblog it within a day or two, send me a message! 

okay take a breath 

basic rules of challenge:

1. each cycle will last 3 days. i will aim to go on at least one solo date and one group date during each cycle. the “rose ceremony” happens on the night of the third day. one contestant will be eliminated during each rose ceremony. 

2. eliminations are entirely vibe-based. i will take into account ruby’s relationship with the sim/the sim’s relationships with the competition, their attraction/general affinity, and the events of their dates. i’m going to try to let autonomy take over as much as possible, so i’m going to take special note of their autonomous interactions.

3. solo dates may be chosen at random or (more likely) as a prize for winning a competition. competitions will be based games as well as homesteading tasks, like...who can harvest honey without angering the bees. and so on. the sims will remain at camp during the entire challenge, but dates will take place off the lot. 

4. i reserve the right to create more rules as needed HAHA

excited to see ur sims!!! terrified that i will receive no sims HAHA in which case...you never saw this this never happened

I FORGOT TO ADD: ideally submit sims by the night of sunday jan 1st but if you need an extension just lmk!! i want to start playing before my semester starts LOL

#ruby yew bc #ive never done one of these before i am definitely in over my head #but its so fun look at my CAMP #ts4 bachelorette challenge #im going to tzr this like 50 times sorry in advance #ts4 #simmies

[horrorknife]

here it is yall. the famed mary and james tumblr essay that i keep talking about doing

i’m gonna break this up into chunks because it’s just. easier for me to think that way. also wrote this in one sitting so im really sorry if some of it is grammatically horrific or phrased weirdly lol

part 1: james and misogyny

so first off, yes, james’ misogyny is prevalent and actually a bit of a theme throughout the game--this mostly manifests as his struggle with his sexual frustration (as the meme goes). it’s so potent that people who don’t even know anything about silent hill know that a theme of sh2 is sexual frustration.

looking at the bubble head nurses and mannequins, we can see that james’ sexual frustration may have led him to fantasize about the nurses tending to mary. the mannequins are just two sets of legs put together at the hips, which suggests that james sees women only as sex objects. whether or not he was always like this is uncertain, though i believe these thoughts were always present in the back of his mind since...i mean he’s living life as a white man somewhere between the 70′s and 80′s.

more misogyny springs up with maria’s appearance. maria looks facially identical to mary, but she’s got a less conservative hairstyle and shows much more skin, complete with a tattoo on the exposed skin of her stomach. i find maria’s sexualization to be the most in-your-face of all of these examples, simply because her colors are so loud compared to literally everything else in the game--it really gives you the feel that, before all else, james wants to have sex with his wife. this idealized version of her that silent hill provides to him is what he wants from mary. we don’t know much about their marriage prior to the game’s events or mary’s sickness, but it’s possible that she was once a lot more sexually present. i believe this to be true simply based on the fact that their relationship is described as being “very intense” in the first few years before plateauing into a normal, homey love.

part 2: did james really love mary?

of course james loved mary! everything that happens in the game suggests that james loves his wife more than anything. i don’t believe that their relationship was ever onesided or abusive prior to mary’s sickness, and even then, i strongly hesitate to use the word “abusive” in reference to their relationship at any point.

anyway--james’ devotion to mary is the driving force of the game. as far as we know until the end, james got a letter from mary, who has been “dead for 3 years”. when angela tells him that the town is dangerous, james’ response is that he doesn’t really care that it’s dangerous. from what the player knows, james has fallen into a depression so deep that he is passively suicidal and without hope for pretty much anything. the mere possibility of seeing his dead wife is all the excuse he needs to thrust himself into the pits of hell, because that would make any suffering at all worth it.

i would say that, in my personal opinion, the most damning evidence to prove that james loves mary is the fact that he was so distraught by what he did to her that he became delusional to the point of driving back to their beloved vacation spot in the hopes that he would see her again. he has her body in the back seat of his car and is so horrified by what he’s done that he forces himself to forget.

part 3: if james loved mary, why would he kill her?

okay. now we’re getting into the meat of this. i’ve seen people argue that james couldn’t possibly have loved mary because he killed her. this take is problematic because it completely disregards all of the onscreen evidence that suggests the complete opposite. is james a horrible person for murdering his wife? YES! is that what you are supposed to understand about him? YES! silent hill, and pyramid head in specific, is literally punishing him for his sins. pyramid head is a product of his own desire to be punished for his actions, which he realizes at the end of the game.

so, why does james kill mary? let’s dissect the complete situation first.

part 3 part 1: mary’s sickness

silent hill 2 does something very effective (at least in my opinion) by putting you in the shoes of someone who is watching a loved one die in real time from a terminal illness. despite james’ unforgivable actions, the player gets a very close and personal look at what he was going through while watching his wife wither away. james indicates to us that he did as much research as he possibly could about what could possibly be wrong with mary, to no avail.

it’s implied that james stopped visiting as frequently and instead turned to drinking. we’re allowed to overhear mary’s end of a conversation from when he visits, bringing her a bouquet of flowers. mary, at this point, is convinced that she is ugly and unlovable, and above all else, is suffering through a disease that is killing her. she’s frustrated and upset, shouting at james to leave, get out of here, don’t look at her, etc. i’ve seen people reference this as abusive behavior, which, like i said before, is something i hesitate to call it. this is typical behavior from someone who is dying. it doesn’t justify her treating him poorly, but i don’t think james is mary’s victim at all. i don’t think james sees it that way, either--he knows she’s suffering. directly after this, we hear mary break down and apologize. she tells james that she wants to die, for her pain to end, etc, and then quickly takes it back, because as any sick person would be, she is having a very complicated relationship with her mortality.

part 3 part 2: mary’s death

james kills mary when she is allowed to come live at home for a few days because she is clearly nearing the end of her life. james kills her via suffocation with a pillow, directly after kissing her on the forehead. at the end of the game, when james is speaking with mary, he first says that he killed her because he wanted her to be free of her illness, and then backtracks and says that, no, it’s because he despised her and wanted his life back. mary (who is not actually mary, remember, but james’ projection of her) responds by saying something along the lines of, “if that’s true, then why are you so sad?”

since we understand that this is not james and mary conversing, we know that this is an internal conflict that james is resolving by talking it out with his approximation of mary. james’ resentment for mary is not deep; it’s quite common for these feelings to arise in people who have to watch their significant other die when they can do nothing about it. i don’t read this as resentment specifically for mary, rather a frustration with the entire situation that ends up seeing its fruition in the only place it possibly can: the person causing the pain. he can’t be angry at something intangible, so he ends up feeling angry with mary.

this is as true as it is that he also wanted mary to be relieved of her suffering. james did not have one singular reason for murdering mary--he had justified it to himself as both of them getting relief. in the end, this clearly wasn’t what he wanted, but it does speak volumes to his desperation that he actually went through with it. i don’t believe that he thought this would solve anything; i don’t think it was even premeditated. it’s presented to the player that he just wanted both of them to stop going through what they were going through.

james’ instant horror at his own actions (the ultimate betrayal of his wife, the murder of another human being, and the intrinsic selfishness of the act) speaks volumes to me from a character standpoint. i’m not sure how people are able to miss this, but then again, *gestures to the silent hill fanbase*

btw, i wasn’t sure where to fit this in, but mary’s up and downs are clearly reflected in maria, based on how her attitude fluctuates so intensely with james.

anyway: james’ love for mary is ultimately what ended up killing her, because it became unsustainable the worse her situation got. i think it’s worth pointing out that despite everything, james never cheated on her (as far as we are told--though i think if he had done this, it would have been seen or mentioned in the game). also, please don’t come away from this with the idea that i’m defending james, because i’m not--i just think that he actually has a lot of depth and he gets very one-dimensionalized by fans! james isn’t innocent, he’s a horrible person who let his love warp him into a toxic, angry person. this can coexist with the fact that he loved his wife beyond all measure!!!!

i’m not super sure on how to wrap this up but this is...most of my thoughts on their relationship. it’s skewed towards james just because we don’t have too much of an idea of what mary was like but i will defend her with my life because this woman was not abusive, she was fucking dying and lonely. honestly i could say a lot about her, laura, and james as a group but i feel like that’s probably suitable for another post sometime. :-)

#silent hill 2 #im a little too embarrassed to tag it further than that lol #sh2 spoilers #<-- tagging for mikael #jonah.txt #up next i'll write 900 words about why i think james sunderland is transmasc and how canon can be stretched to support it #THATS A HALF JOKE IM NOT WRITING AN ESSAY ON THAT but i will talk about it if prompted

[lily-janus]

Brothers, am I right?

Summary: a classic fight between a hero and a villain takes a rather... interesting turn.

Pairings: platonic Loceit, platonic Analogical

Warnings: guns, weapons, death mentions, violence (not very destcrictive), rivalry, blood mention.

Word count: 3,185

For day 2 of @loceitweek Masks/Chalk.

This is a fun superhero AU I felt like writing^^ hope you enjoy!

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Logan has fought many villains ever since he decided to use his powers for the greater good, in order to honor the memory of his late father.

But Logan won't be exaggerating when he said that Deceit was the worse one by far.

It's not that he was more powerful or smarter than his past enemies. No, he met Deceit at his best for the most part in those regards. What made him the worse villain Logan ever fought was simple, he could figuratively get under Logan's skin with nothing more than a single sentence.

It drove Logan crazy! They don't even know anything about each other's true identity and personal lives! And yet, it always seems as though Deceit can read him like Logan would easily read a book.

But, this time, Logan was determined not to let his sneaky way with words distract him. This time, Logan can't afford the mess up.

Because Deceit has decided to mess with forces he doesn't seem to understand, and Logan was the only one who can stop him.

It all started when he got an emergency signal from his - what would movies like to call - 'man in the chair', his scientist friend, Virgil.

He always helped Logan with either, figuring out his rival's next moves, making him useful gadgets, or simply just being a good friend and company to be around.

Logan always had a great appreciation for his intelligence and the brilliant way he tackled problems which allowed him to create some of the most unique weapons Logan has ever seen.

…just don't tell him any of that, every time Logan does it makes him uncomfortable even though these were merely facts.

Logan tasked Virgil with figuring out Deceit's next move, hoping he could finally be a few steps ahead of the sneaky villain.

So, when he got the emergency signal from him, he wasted no time and rushed towards their secret base fo find out what Virgil discovered.

"I received your signal, what is he planning to do?" Logan asked as soon as he stepped out of the elevator and caught sight of his friend.

Virgil was pacing and fidgeting with his lab coat, all signs of his clear distress, it must be bad then.

Upon hearing Logan's voice, Virgil froze in place and turned to look at him, biting his bottom lip idly. "It's… it's bad Logan, really really bad. I… I don't think anyone even tried something like that before… there's no telling what-"

"Virgil." Logan cut him off gently when he noticed Virgil started mattering to himself and spiraling deeper into his panic. "Slow down and tell me what you learned."

Virgil nodded, taking a deep breath, "somehow… Deceit found a way to take away powers… you know, turn them off."

Logan took his time to process that, it was the last thing he'd expected to hear from Virgil… and he wasn't sure how to respond.

"...how exactly is he planning to do that?" Logan settled on at the end.

Virgil went to his computer and typed a bit before projecting an image through the projector.

It looked like plans for some sort of weapon. "A machine that turns off powers?" Logan asked, just to be sure.

Virgil nodded, "it seems to be some kind of laser ray that alters the neurons in your body." He explained.

"Do we know what will happen for someone with powers if those would get taken away like that?" Logan asked next, as he examined closely the plans Virgil was projecting onto the wall.

"Yes… in theory at least. As I said, it's never been so much as experimented, all we have are scientific assumptions." Virgil said, starting to pace again to burn some of his nervous energy. "People with powers, like you, Logan. Their bodies work differently than those without. Studies show that the very basics of functions in your bodies rely on the powers you were born with." He stopped for a bit, letting that sink in a little.

"So taking the powers away, or turning them off…" Logan pieced it together out loud

"Could very much have the same effect as losing blood, or a heart… it could mean death, Logan." Virgil finished for him, and the gravity of the situation was finally fully realized for Logan.

Logan swallowed, "I have to stop him, do we know if he completed the weapon yet?"

Virgil shook his head with a grimace, "we don't know for sure where he is in the process of making this weapon, but I did manage to find out where he's building it. You're gonna have to sneak in there and destroy it before he gets a chance to use it." He explained.

Logan nodded, he was fairly certain that Deceit didn't know… or didn't care about what kind of damage his machine can cause, and it was up to Logan alone to make sure it doesn't get used. He can do this… he has to.

"Okay, send me the coordinates and I'll be on my way-" he started saying, but Virgil cut him off with a light chuckle.

"Hold your horses there, mister Save-The-Day, you're not seriously about to go to the snake's lair unarmed, are you?" Virgil said with slight amusement.

Logan blushed in embarrassment, how could he forget something as basic as taking a weapon to a fight?

"...right, of course, that was… what I was about to say as well." Logan said in hopes of keeping his compuser.

Virgil rolled his eyes, "sure you did, Specs. Anyway, I prepared your usual weapon belt," Virgil walked to a table a few feet away from them with various devices and lifted a belt with Logan's most preferable choice of weapons and handed it to him. "And take this, my newest invention, it should paralyze anyone within 10 feet of the user for about 30 minutes. It should give you enough time to destroy the machine if you were to get caught."

Virgil threw him what looked like a clicker of some kind, he raised an eyebrow at Virgil, "should? Are you using me as your figurative lab rat again?"

Virgil shrugged, "how else am I going to test my newest weapons? You don't want me using innocent people and get arrested, do you?"

Logan knew by now that Virgil was just being sarcastic, but the mental image still bothered him a little. "Fair point, thank you, Virgil, I couldn't ask for a better friend." Logan offered him a slight smile.

Virgil fidgeted in place uncomfortably, blushing, "...just don't die, okay?"

"I don't think I would be given much choice in the matter-"

"Logan!" Virgil protested.

"Okay, sorry, I won't die today, I promise to do everything in my power to prevent that." Logan relented and he could see the relief in Virgil as his shoulders slumped and he nodded.

"Good… good luck out there… and punch that snake in the face for me!" Virgil called after him as he left.

…

He arrived at the location Virgil sent him and saw an abandoned warehouse.

Cautiously, he moved inside, being wary of traps or cameras Deceit might have installed.

His powers allowed him to hear others thoughts as well as moving things with his mind and turning invisible, which was what he did now in case someone was watching the place.

There was nothing in the first floor, as far as Logan could tell, so he went up the stairs to the next. They were a bit squeaky, though, and Logan looked around frantically, hoping no one noticed.

When nothing happened, he continued on his way.

Now this floor looked more like Logan expected, different tools and machinery scattered about on tables, and when he reached the center, there was a large object covered in a white sheet.

Watching his steps and looking around carefully, Logan walked closer to what seemed to be the machine Virgil was telling him about.

Something felt off, though, it was too easy and obvious, it felt more like…

He stepped back at just the right moment before a net shot from the ground where he'd been standing and hang in the air.

A trap.

"Aww, you're no fun, I almost had you." He heard a familiar, sleek voice and turned around to find Deceit smirking at him.

He was wearing his usual yellow, snake skin, suit, with his mask that covered his entire face and only left the mouth, nose and eyes exposed. Half of the mask had scales in it, while the other was plain yellow.

"Deceit, this time you went too far." Logan hissed.

Deceit clicked his tongue, shaking his head, "oh Logic, Logic, Logic. That is what you always say. You really need to learn what fun means." He chuckled, walking slowly closer to Logan.

"I know what fun means, Deceit, it does not include hurting and killing people." Logan said angrily in response, "this machine that you're building can do irreversible damadge! Did you think about that? Or do you not really care?"

Deceit shrugged, "people die all the time anyway, so why aren't I allowed to have some fun out of it huh? Tell me." He smiled a sinister smile.

Logan growled in frustration, "you're not listening!"

"Well you're not captivating your audience." He rolled his eyes, "really, Teach, it's like you're not even trying to sound convincing."

Logan shook his, trying to get Deceit out of his head, trying to focus on his mission. Get in, destroy the machine, get out.

He turned invisible again and dashed towards the machine, pulling out his laser gun from his belt and preparing to shoot it at the device under the sheet.

But, as his first shot hit it… it vanished into smoke, together with the tables with tools.

An illusion.

But, by the time he turned around to face Deceit again, it was too late. Deceit had already pulled out his own gun and was pointing it directly at him.

"Surely you don't think I'm stupid enough to leave my toys laying around where every hero can walts in and ruin them?" Deceit said, amused.

Logan wanted to hit himself, of course he wouldn't… such a foolish oversight in his part, it was too obvious for someone as sneaky.

"Now, be a good boy and drop your gun if you please." Deceit drawled, sounding a lot more satisfied by the situation than Logan would have liked.

Gritting his teeth, Logan let go of his laser gun and kicked it towards Deceit, this was not looking good for him, he needs a new plan. But Deceit made it so hard for him to think!

"There we go, now that's much better, isn't it?" Deceit snikered, continuing to mock Logan.

Logan closed his eyes. This was it, he was about to break his promise to Virgil, he was going to die.

"Take off your mask." Deceit ordered instead of shooting.

Logan opened his eyes slowly to stare in surprise at the villain in front of him, "what?"

Deceit rolled his eyes, "I know you heard me, c'mon, you might not be the brightest but surely you're not deaf too?" He raised an eyebrow.

Logan swallowed, trying to figure out Deceit's objective here. "W-why?"

"I believe I'm the one with the gun here, I ask the questions, Logic. Take it off." Deceit said, sounding impatient.

Seeing no other choice, Logan grabbed the edges of his mask and slowly pulled it off, being careful around his glasses.

He didn't understand the situation, what could Deceit gain from this? Deceit never did anything if it wasn't in his own best interests. But only seeing Logan's face won't reveal his true identity. Not right away at least… unless they know each other without knowing it… could Deceit have found out something about Logan's true identity?

No… that's impossible… right?

Deceit drew a shaky breath as Logan tossed his mask aside.

"Impossible…" he mattered to himself, "how is this possible?" His hands started to shake around his gun, "L-Logan?" He asked with a sob.

Logan frowned, "do I… know you?" He tried hard to recognize Deceit's voice from his civilian life but nothing came to mind… What's going on here?

"You don't remember… of course you don't, they loved playing with our minds since we were kids…" Deceit continue to matter nonsense and Logan tried desperately to make sense of it.

Who's they? Play with our minds? His parents had mind manipulation powers but they'd never… would they?

"What are you talking about? W-who are you?" Logan asked, confused. Deceit was acting… strange, could this just be another one of his tricks? But for what? He already had Logan unarmed and unmasked, why would he need to trick him?

Deceit moved his hand and Logan flinched, thinking he's going to shoot him after all. But all he did was remove his own mask.

Underneath was a massive scar covering the left side of his face, one of his eyes were green while the other was chocolate brown, and he was looking at Logan with such longing and sadness that had Logan frozen to the spot.

"My name is Janus, I got kidnapped 15 years ago and was presumed dead ever since… I didn't think I had any family left… I barely escaped and have just been trying to survive ever since." Dece- Janus, explained, then lowered his gun with a sigh. "Logan… I'm your brother."

Logan shook his head frantically, "that's not possible, I'm an only child." He insisted, none of it made sense!

Janus let out an empty chuckle, shaking his head, "no, Logan, don't you get it? Our parents erased your memories of me." He countered, "they arranged for me to get kidnapped! They never approved of me, they thought my powers were too villainous, they were afraid of me…" he trailed off with another sigh, "who am I kidding? You're not going to believe a word I say…" he covered his face with his hand.

Logan thought briefly about escaping, Janus wasn't pointing his gun at him anymore and he was clearly deranged… but, a spark of curiosity at this strange behavior kept him where he was. Plus… there was something familiar about Janus… something he couldn't explain.

"...can you prove it?" Logan asked after a while of consideration.

Janus removed his hand from his face and stared at Logan with a spark of hope in his mismatched eyes, "what?"

"Can you prove we're related? …that you're my brother?" He couldn't believe he was asking that but, as crazy as Janus' story sounds… what kind of scientist would he be if he didn't at least test it out?

"Is our resemblance not enough?"

Ah, there's a familiar tone from the guy he's been fighting for the past few months, joking.

But Logan looked closely anyway, there wasn't anything he found to be very similar about their features and the massive scar on half of Janus' face wasn't helping…. But, his eyes.

One of them an earthy green, like Logan's… like his mother. And the other… the other a warm, chocolaty brown… like Logan's dad.

"No… it's a start though." Logan said as he continued to inspect the man in front of him, "anything more?"

Janus laughed lightly, shaking his head, "always so serious…" he thought for a moment, "well, I know you were always way too smart for your own good, you have a weird and pretty entertaining habit of taking things too literally, Agatha Christie is your favorite author… should I continue?"

Logan swallowed, shaking his head, "you could have learned that from Virgil somehow, tell me something only my brother would know and maybe I'll take your story into consideration." He tried desperately to keep his composure but the possibility of him having a long lost brother was… bothersome.

Janus sighed, "well, how about this then, I know that, deep down, you never wanted to be a hero."

The words seemed to hit Logan like a punch to his gut and he tensed, looking wide eyed at Janus. "N-no… you're wrong! I chose this path I-"

"Did you? Or did our parents make you think that this was the only path you can choose? I know you, Logan. We would often talk about it. You expressed to me your desire to simply live your life, instead of carrying the world's weight on your shoulders… you don't believe in heroes and villains, you never did." Janus insisted, walking slowly closer as he talked.

Logan was frozen to the spot… he never told anyone that… there's no way Janus could have found out… could he have simply guessed it? No, it's too accurate for a guess… but how?

"I… never told anyone… not even Virgil… how did you.." the words got stuck in his throat, this can't be true! But at the same time… it has to be true to make sense…

He didn't realize how close Janus got until he felt the light touch of his hand on his shoulder, Janus was smiling softly at him. "I missed you so much, Logan."

Logan pulled away slightly, just enough so he could feel like he could breathe again. "Hold on a moment… what about all this?" He gestured towards Janus' costume and where they were right now, "the damage you caused? The people you hurt?"

Janus raised an eyebrow, "name one person I actually killed or hurt beyond recovery. I told you, I'm just trying to survive, I'm supposed to be dead so can't really have a job, being a hero doesn't really pay and brings too much attention… The villain act was the only thing I could think of, it also helped a bit with the boredom." He laughed slightly, shrugging.

Logan narrowed his eyes, "and what about the weapon you're building?"

Janus waved dismissively, "a ruse to get you here, fed Virgil some incorrect information, wasn't hard. You were gaining on me too much and I just wanted to know who you are to get some advantage… didn't expect you to be my little brother though…" he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

"I see…" was all Logan can think of saying before he went quiet again.

"Does that mean… you believe me now?" Janus asked, looking hesitant but hopeful. "Can we stop fighting each other and go back to being brothers?"

Logan drew a shaky breath, "I… I don't know… I guess it's a start-" he was cut off by Janus crushing him with a hug, something Logan is not usually a fan of, but he found the embrace oddly familiar and found himself melting into it.

"I missed you… Logan, my little genius, I won't leave you again, I promise." Janus whispered softly in his ear, still refusing to let go.

"I think… I think I missed you too, in a way." Logan said, surprised at how true those words felt. My little genius… just like his father used to call him…

They stayed like that for a long while, neither wanting to let go ever again.

#sanders sides #sanders sides fanfic #loceitweek2023 #day 2 chalk/masks #Lily writes #cw gun mention #cw weapon #cw blood mention #tw death mention #cw violence #platonic loceit #platonic analogical #ts logan #ts janus #ts virgil

[lesenbyan]

Basing my question off the fact that your tag referenced 'sisters' - how much of your character's personality/upbringing/history might have changed if they were an only child and/or had brothers? Do they enjoy being a sibling or is that conditional based on the current family drama?

Man I forgot I rb'd that post! Happy surprise in my inbox

If Eve was an only child I think most things about her would have changed significantly. Eve, Cyn, and Aki are basically attached at the hip from the moment they start walking until Aki's departure/kidnapping (which exists regardless of verse, tho which it is changes.) So much so that losing Aki very much feels like losing a limb to the other two and they both decide to devote their lives to finding her again. if Eve didn't have either of them much about her life would change, if only because not having them means she was either 1) adopted by a different family or 2) not adopted ever.

I imagine her personality would mostly be the same, but I think she'd be less confident, more cautious, and less outgoing than she otherwise is. I think she'd still end up happily in sex work but I don't know if she'd make her name in it the way she does when she has Cyn by her side and also playing bodyguard and supporting her, and the support and love of her parents helps her a lot too. and I do think it's not unfair to say part of Eve's confidence comes from being adopted but also treated exactly the same as the biological children her parents have that are her same age.

If she had brothers on the other hand, I don't think anything would change if they had the same personalities as Cyn and Aki at least at the core. She already rough houses with Cyn- as their mother tells it (proudly) they were basically play wrestling in the cradle. And the both of them have protected softhearted, bookish, and quiet Aki from day one. any time they had a disagreement as children they'd always made up by dinner.

Eve can't really imagine what her life would be like without her family and never really wants to, even when she'd having issues marrying both part of her identity within herself (she's always multi-cultural.) Family is a big part of her identity, including those she's adopted into her family and any and all significant others those people have. She has an extremely large found family and she's at her happiest at a dinner with her family, a lover or two of her own, and a few friends around as well. She's absolutely one of those "food tastes better the more people you share it with" and is always eager to invite friends to dinner with the family. She never even considers wishing she wasn't part of this specific family for a moment.

#personal; #Eve; #I love my girl so so much #thanks for the ask!

[queen-simia]

lrb: honestly all of this and more has me nervous about the two leads and their relationship in the upcoming comic. folks who know me and my particular leanings will be kinder, I know, but once it escapes containment, all hell may break loose

thought barf below the cut

I already know Virgule will probably be polarizing. he's pansexual by nature as an incubus (when sexual energy is your food, it's best to be omnivorous, knowhutimean), which I already foresee as Problematic™... and he's technically genderless but identifies as masculine, though I write him harder on the camp/femme side. all that plus the fact he's an inhuman being (a demon, to be specific) adds up to poor Virgule potentially being a hate lightning rod ("she should know better as an ace! aces get coded as robotic/inhuman all the time, why would she turn around and do the same to gncs and pans if she claims to care so much???").

the funny thing is, Virg's camp and charisma are all based directly on the stage persona of a straight cis man: Dylan Charles Germick (Planet Booty's front man). and that persona is played as fully sex-positive and lovingly as possible, and is derived heavily from Prince (who was straight *and* very genderfucky, as you know). so, it's not like Virg's character background lacks nuance or is just "lol them silly sex-hungry fairy boys~" but I can easily see how critics could jump to that conclusion

and there's a not-insignificant plot point early in the story that involves consent and boundaries that Virg starts out on the wrong side of (and also introduces the possible interpretation that his feedings may involve dubious consent). thaaaat's gonna be fun to deal with~ 🙃

but again! it's not just for salaciousness! it's to establish a strong part of the dynamic between Virg and Sonrisa re: trust and expectations. could it be done differently? ...not really, given the context of the story and the characters' natures...? it's something I've agonized over in the years I've been developing this story, trust me. :p but it's definitely something I know will be a sticking point when it comes out. maybe it'll cause a fall-off in readership, maybe it won't, but I've been online long enough to anticipate the worst

sorry to say it's stuff like this that had me wondering at several points whether I should bother at all. but, I'm stubborn and vain enough to want a story centered around a short, fat aroace woman that doesn't view any of those traits as negative that I'm going to do it anyway.

tbh I already know having Sonrisa be fat is going to attract loads of mouth-breathing chuds—already inoculated against that 1) from First Contact's 4chan reception of my buff strong-featured Femshep, and 2) lived experience as a fat chick. that funnily enough will hurt less than any potential queer audience blowback. I guess because while it's undeniable I'm fat, my relationship with queerness is much more tenuous.

I already feel like I'm treading on toes as not just an aroace (who, like our bisexual cousins, are already regarded as Schrodinger's Queers), but a demiaroace who seems to prefer mascs ("why don't you just admit you're straight, gawd"). thing is, my lived experience is very much *not* heteronormative, to the point where I've cried and had depressive episodes over possibly having to marry someone I don't love just to survive... and that was *before* I knew asexuality even was a thing. I've experienced medicalization of my lack of sexual attraction. I've lied about my orientation to avoid awkwardness, both socially and medically. I have more in common with your flagship queer identities than I do with straights... but because the four people I've fallen in love with—and only one of whom I've actually had sex with—over 43 years of life happen to be cis men, it still doesn't feel like enough.

so I guess I fear if I tell my story in a way that offends people who are "worthier" queers than myself, I'll have proven myself even less deserving of inclusion than before.

fat-shaming? used to it, next. betrayal of found family? utterly shattering.

bah. still gonna draw my dumb comic. just... still pretty nervous about it, I guess.

#personal blog #out of the ether

[krowbby]

Hogfather footnotes poll, Part 2!

Since it's Hogswatch season, I'm back with another footnote poll! Hogfather has a ton of footnotes, so this has to be split into 2 parts :P Part 1 linked here!

Full text of each footnote plus a little context for each is below the readmore so this post isn't a mile long. Enjoy!

There had been people dressed up as pixies, and a picket outside the shop by the Campaign for Equal Heights.* *The CEH was always ready to fight for the rights of the differently tall, and was not put off by the fact that most pixies and gnomes weren’t the least interested in dressing up in little pointy hats with bells on when there were other far more interesting things to do. All that tinklywee stuff was for the old folks back home in the forest—when a tiny man hit Ankh-Morpork he preferred to get drunk, kick some serious ankle and search for tiny women. In fact the CEH now had to spend so much time explaining to people that they hadn’t got enough rights that they barely had any time left to fight for them.

Wizards didn’t go to bed early in any case,* *Often they lived to a time scale to suit themselves. Many of the senior ones, of course, lived entirely in the past, but several were like the Professor of Anthropics, who had invented an entire temporal system based on the belief that all the other ones were a mere illusion. Many people are aware of the Weak and Strong Anthropic Principles. The Weak One says, basically, that it was jolly amazing of the universe to be constructed in such a way that humans could evolve to a point where they make a living in, for example, universities, while the Strong One says that, on the contrary, the whole point of the universe was that humans should not only work in universities but also write for huge sums books with words like “Cosmic” and “Chaos” in the titles. †The UU Professor of Anthropics had developed the Special and Inevitable Anthropic Principle, which was that the entire reason for the existence of the universe was the eventual evolution of the UU Professor of Anthropics. But this was only a formal statement of the theory which absolutely everyone, with only some minor details of a “Fill in name here” nature, secretly believes to be true. †And they are correct. The universe clearly operates for the benefit of humanity. This can be readily seen from the convenient way the sun comes up in the morning, when people are ready to start the day.

[...] although no one now knows why, or why an extant bequest pays for one small currant bun and one copper penny to be places on a high stone shield on one wall every second Wednesday.* * The ceremony still carries on, of course. If you left off traditions because you didn’t know why they started you’d be no better than a foreigner. 

What Ponder was worried about was the fear that he was simply engaged in a cargo cult. He’d read about them. Ignorant* and credulous† people, whose island might once have been visited by some itinerant merchant vessel that traded pearls and coconuts for such fruits of civilization as glass beads, mirrors, exes, and sexual diseases, would later make big model ships out of bamboo in the hope of once again attracting this magical cargo. *Ignorant: a state of not knowing what a pronoun is, or how to find the square root of 27.4, and merely knowing childish and useless things like which of the seventy almost identical-looking species of the purple sea snake are the deadly ones, how to treat the poisonous pith of the Sagosago tree to make a nourishing gruel, how to foretell the weather by the movements of the tree-climbing Burglar Crab, how to navigate across a thousand miles of featureless ocean by means of a piece of string and a small clay model of your grandfather, how to get essential vitamins from the liver of the ferocious Ice Bear, and other such trivial matters. It’s a strange thing that when everyone becomes educated, everyone knows about the pronoun but no one knows about the Sago-sago. †Credulous: having views about the world, the universe and humanity’s place in it that are shared only by very unsophisticated people and the most intelligent and advanced mathematicians and physicists.

[...] and there’s this museum I read about where they found a pocket calculator under the altar of this ancient temple, you know what I’m saying? but the government hushed it up…* *It’s amazing how good governments are, given their track record in almost every other field, at hushing up things like alien encounters. One reason may be that the aliens themselves are too embarrassed to talk about it. It’s not known why most of the space-going races of the universe want to undertake rummaging in Earthling underwear as a prelude to formal contact. But representatives of several hundred races have taken to hanging out, unsuspected by one another, in rural corners of the planet and, as a result of this, keep on abducting other would-be abductees. Some have been in fact abducted while waiting to carry out an abduction on a couple of other aliens trying to abduct the aliens who were, as a result of misunderstood instructions, trying to form cattle into circles and mutilate crops. The planet Earth is now banned to all alien races until they can compare notes and find out how many, if any, real humans they have actually got. It is gloomily suspected that there is only one—who is big, hairy and has very large feet. The truth may be out there, but lies are inside your head.

The singers were halfway down Park Lane now, and halfway through “The Red Rosy Hen” in marvelous harmony.* *“The red rosy hen greets the dawn of the day.” In fact the hen is not the bird traditionally associated with heralding a new sunrise, but Mrs. Huggs, while collecting many old folk songs for posterity, has taken care to rewrite them where necessary to avoid, as she put it, “offending those of a refined disposition with unwarranted coarseness.” Much to her surprise, people often couldn’t spot the unwarranted coarseness until it had been pointed out to them. Sometimes a chicken is nothing but a bird.

I’m waiting for the Hogfather, thought Ponder Stibbons. I’m in the dark waiting for the Hogfather. Me. A believer in Natural Philosophy. I can find the square root of 27.4 in my head.* *He’d have to admit that the answer would be “five and a bit,” but at least he could come up with it. 

He’d always promised their mother that he’d look after Banjo,* *It had been Ma Lilywhite’s dying wish, although she hadn’t known it at the time. Her last words to her son were “You try and get to the horses, I’ll try to hold ‘em off on the stairs, and if anything happens to me, take care of the dummy!”

Wizards know when they are going to die.* *They generally know in time to have their best robe cleaned, do some serious damage to the wine cellar and have a really good last mea. It’s a nicer version of Death Row, with the bonus of no lawyers.

The Senior Wrangler hummed cheerfully to himself as he ran a comb through his beard for the second time and liberally sprinkled it with what would turn out to be a preparation of weasel extract for demon removal rather than, as he had assumed, a pleasant masculine scent.* *It was, in fact, a pleasant masculine scent. But only to female weasels.

“A whole sheep!”* *Which had died in its sleep. Of natural causes. At a great age. After a long and happy life, insofar as sheep can be happy. And would probably be quite pleased to know that it could help somebody as it passed away. 

The man went to shut the door but Arnold Sideways was ready for him and had wedged his boot in the crack.* *Arnold had no legs but, since there were many occasions when a boot was handy on the streets, Coffin Henry had affixed one to the end of a pole for him. He was deadly with it, and any muggers hard-pressed enough to try to rob the beggars often found themselves kicked on the top of the head by a man three feet high. 

#discworld #terry pratchett #hogfather #polls #gnu terry pratchett

[bloomdigital]

Since your first game came out 10 years ago when the scope of LGBT media for youth was much worse, what do you think has changed between now and then and what sets Longstory 2 apart from new media which has come out since?

CW: Discussions of homophobia/transphobia in media, mention of conversion therapy law, tropes

This a great question, let's take a look. To put this in a wider context on LGBT rights in general...

Picture it: Sicily... I mean... Toronto, 2014!

While global human rights don't revolve around Canada, (ed note: Although historically Canada has led the way in developing policy based around enshrining human right into law) that's where we're based. Canada was only 10 years out from same-sex marriage being recognized across the country--the States, in comparison, only received the court ruling that would make it legal in June 2015. Sadly, Canada wouldn't make a conversion therapy illegal under the law for another seven years. It'd be another 2 years for "gender identity and expression" to be added as protected under the Canadian Human Rights Act, not like that explicitly protects trans folks, but it's something. So that's an overview of where we were at on the ground, at least.

In the world of games, things were..... Not like that. A couple of big inspirations for LongStory were Life is Strange, which was released throughout 2015, and The Last of Us, especially the "Left Behind" DLC, which was released in 2014. Keep in mind that all of these inspirations, however beautifully written, were penned by straight guys--and that both games either do or can kill off at least one of their queer characters, see: bury your gays trope.

That was the name of the game (in games) at the time: Players occasionally could enjoy decently written LGBT characters, but they were often killed off, for punishment or pathos.

Maybe that heady mix of a country that was rabidly expanding it's understanding of what human conditions and experiences were protected rights, juxtaposed against a games industry that was (and remains) reluctant to expand the definition of who plays games and can be represented in games is what led us to care so deeply about LongStory. The fact is at the time of it's creation many of us were experiencing the joy of seeing our own lives changed by shifting tides of acceptance in families, at school and at work.

Since then, there's been a massive shift in media across the board, including games, turning toward "own voices" stories; creators can tell stories outside their own experiences, but if they do it should be well researched and hopefully include a (properly paid and credited) cultural consultant and/or sensitivity readers. Or admit when you got it wrong, at the very least.

LongStory came onto the scene as we began to see this shift. That and we responded to our players' needs. The game was originally supposed to be about a girl, the original feminine-presenting avatar, but when early players asked if they could be a boy, it was an obvious decision to make a masculine-presenting avatar an option. One of our claims to fame is that we were one of the earlier adopters of pronoun selection as well, including gender neutral pronouns, which also isn't attached to gender presentation (ie. feminine presentation = she/her, masculine = he/him). Now a lot of games (but certainly not all) have gotten better at different iterations of gender presentation instead of just a binary of GIRL/BOY.

The upside to this shift is that now young people are kind of "spoiled for choice", which is a very good thing. Games, movies, TV, books, comics, in media of all kinds for all ages it's often odd when there's not a queer or gender diverse character. Funny how diverse real life is, huh? Our media should reflect that.

We're finally seeing the cracks in the monolithic presumed straight, white, cisgender man audience. It is our genuine hope that the success of LongStory, which honestly comes down to folks continuing to care about the game and ask us these great questions, has had an impact on the growth of the industry and it's increasing inclusion and representation, however imperfect that may sometimes be.

Speaking of imperfection. I was just having a conversation yesterday about the toxic individualist (and, I think, deeply capitalist) idea that when someone else receives, I lose. Now when bigots, fascists and creepy evangelicals see diversity in the media, be it LGBTQ and/or BIPOC representation and/or disabled or non-neurotypical representation it gets labeled as "woke", which is bad because: ?????? I think that comes from a place of believing that when one person wins somebody else has to be losing out. That's not how life works--but it is how capitalism works! Capitalism has made us all so afraid that there is not enough to around, not enough love, or stories, or hero narratives. When the opposite is true, people have an abundance of love and creativity to share, but again, capitalism is sort of based on this idea of scarcity... yeah, it's how to keep people isolated.

All this to say, there is a new generation of people, afraid of the beautiful exuberance and diversity of life wriggling their way into positions of power, or lobbying and manipulating the systems and people in them to get anti-trans laws on the books, or look for ways to roll back protections on hard fought basic human rights it's taken generations of LGBTQ folks to achieve. More often than not it's just a shameless power grab scapegoating historically marginalized communities. Lots of that. So we're still here, still working on our games, still saying the same things with renewed enthusiasm.

LongStory starts from a place of empathy, which is something that's unfortunately needed now more than ever. We want everyone, but especially young people, to look at a world as it should be, which is diverse and open to exploration, where they can make mistakes but still be surrounded by love and compassion. I think that's what sets LongStory apart from a lot of media and makes it really special.

-MJ (and Miriam)

#lgbtq rights #indie games #longstory

[hawkshadowwrites]

I would like to pick your brain about your beautiful fic Darling domination. Whatever you wanna say, some snippets, fun facts etc. I would love to hear it.

Ahh!!! Sorry I’m the worst at responding to messages/asks, I’ve got the executive dysfunction of a walnut.

Ummm let’s see. I did a lot of research on the wine for chapter 3; it’s based off of an actual launch Penfolds is doing in China. (Penfolds being the brand that did the event with biblebuild.) they launched a regional specific line in China only and the labels are beautiful.

I’m a big wine drinker myself & live out in a HUGE wine region; it’s one of the places known worldwide in terms of regional wine/growth. I’ve gone to a lot of different wineries and love seeing the artwork and labels and things. Even with how much I love wine I still feel very inept with like, *expensive* wine and tasting notes 😂

Darling domination was partially inspired by “Blood Breath and Bone” by Strats & Bells, (In some ways here and there), and there are a few things in the next few chapters that I’ll be exploring that basically I’ve had brain rot since I read their collab. (Don’t worry I’ve talked to them and got permission 😂).

It was also put into creation by Lin ( @blackwatervial ) who desperately wanted an AU with experienced bdsm Pete showing Vegas the ropes (literally and figuratively.) I’ve talked out much of my plot/outline with her and she’s going to be doing more art for it (specifically something special for chapter 5!!).

I also really wanted to explore a darker side of bdsm in the sense of like, emotions and trauma and how those sorta affect and adapt how vegaspete both relate to sex? it’s not as deep as I’d like to go and have other fics for that but really wanted to highlight in ch 2 both top drop and sub drop. I have a lot of growth for Vegas planned and how he uses kink and domination for his own control and self worth and how that’s tied to his relationship with his father and Kinn and how that relates back to his dynamic with Pete.

There’s also a whole exploration with a bdsm club (& world building for that) that I sorta introduced in ch 3 but will be setting up the bdsm club as a central location in the fic for ch 4; some of which I had written out and outlined for an old fic in mdzs that I never wrote/published.

Identity porn has always been one of my favorite tropes and love exploring it, and haven’t really scene anything for vegaspete so far? Like I’m also feral to write a fic where VP meet in a club and fuck with identity shenanigans (either Vegas doesn’t know who Pete is or they both know and have a secret fuck or whatnot). I’m really excited to sorta build up this tension between Vegaspete before snapping it (as it always happens with identity porn/mistaken identity), and how that works with vegaspete.

I’m not sure if I have anything else to say… as of right now that wouldn’t be a spoiler! I haven’t started ch 4 yet bc I’ve been working on eyes on me ch 11 (which is fighting me tooth and nail) but hopefully will start ch 4 when I’m done with EOM 11!

#asks #my writing

[theuglygirlproject]

Uglygirl,

I’m Alexzandria Steele, 28 years old.. rasta,lover,dreamer,believer,teacher… avid shopaholic, sex haver, juice drinker, oh and a spoiled princess that doesn’t like the word no. My birthday was two weeks ago; Leo baby to the core, lol. I was born in Birmingham,Alabama; Raised in Clearwater,Florida from the time I was 2 years old all the way up until my senior year of high school. I was raised by my mom with my two brothers. I currently live and work out of Dallas, Texas. Before I moved to Texas this year, I lived in Tampa, Florida;That’s where I created/founded the Uglygirl Project.

People question my name; my brand name, and their overall meanings. Uglyinperson is a name that someone created for me 10.5 years ago when I was 17 years old, a freshman in college, and struggling with my look and identity. I went to my first college party and I met a few guys, that later explained to me that a girl that I knew from back home told them about me before I arrived. He said, “ she told us that you look pretty on facebook but you’re really ugly in person ”. At first I didn’t know what to make of it, besides the fact that I didn’t disagree with what she said, because in my 17 year old mental space; I thought I was ugly. The next day I changed my instagram name to Uglyinperson just to be a smart ass. Then the name actually stuck and I told myself that no matter how far I get in my self love journey, I will never change my social media name because it symbolizes growth. Over the years , as I grew into my own and started loving myself, the name became empowering. I was known for my name and I was proud of where I came from. I became a muse off of that name and my pictures were all over tumblr. I had people approaching me at parties and events asking me if I was Uglyinperson. I was on peoples locks screen; my ugly ass self, lol . I built myself up off of something hurtful and stupid and became that girl.

The world and my experiences of betrayal, rejection, and loses have made me so self aware and so in-tuned with learning how to properly love myself. I named my brand the Uglygirl Project because this has been a journey for me; a project; a struggle to accept me for me; I truly embraced what the word ugly means to me. It became more than just a brand for me, it became a project that I didn’t want to do on my own. I also realized how many other girls carry this word around with them on a daily, not feeling like enough, trying everything they can to not identify with this word that has such a fucked up stigma behind it. Its crazy how one word can stay with you your whole life and have so much control over how you show up in the world. I met a girl once and she told me that she was tired of trying to be pretty because she was told she was ugly her whole life now her current life was waking up everyday trying to not be that. What is ugly? Does anyone actually have a photograph or a real definition that explains to us what ugly is? Ugly is also opinion based but they can show us a model that they would consider to be pretty but they can’t actually show us what ugly is. I made my own definition for it;

To be ugly is to be yourself. To stand in your own look; your own vibe. To not fit a narrative to what society told us is pretty. To not run and fuck up your body in attempts to be what society wants you to be. To be ugly is to represent you and to not care what these people think of you. The Uglygirl Project will cater to women like you, I’m putting us on the map. The overlooked socially awkward baddies with hearts full of gold and nothing to prove. With no BBLs or cheek implants. With real hips, and thigh gaps. With collar bones that show, and a few cute belly rolls. For all my girls; brown blue pink, whatever color you are; You are enough; You matter; I got us. 

Lee

[magnuficentwo]

1, 4, 6, 8, 9, 12 for Borderlands

[From this !] Thank u for the ask now I get to practice my VIOLENCE

1- The character everyone gets wrong

Hate hate hate hate hate how so many people write Rhys. Rhys is a character who's whole appeal {personally} is that he is very much Just Some Fucking Guy. Before the stories of Tales happened, Rhys was just some random dude who wanted to make it big, and afterwards, when he gets the opportunity to, he's still Majorly not his own person. He's influenced by the player in a meta sense, but also by Ugly John. This guy's identity is based off what the situation demands and what other people expect of him, and yet no one ever seems to acknowledge it, favoring instead his fucked up relationship with H.J as the sole atribute of his character [and this WILL pop up later trust me].

The guy has potential and the game acknowledges it (by the games own words, he rebuilt Atlas, became the CEO and even invented some cool new tech along the way), but he is NOT ALL THAT and I'm TIRED of people acting like there is that much substance to him. Just say you want the white men to kiss, stop putting on different hats on this guy and acting like hes all that

4- What was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?

Moxxi slander. I swear, anyone who says Mad Moxxi is "annoying" or "a bitch" is 20% of the time a misogynist and 80% of the time a Handsome Jack sympathizer who thinks that she should've had some pity on The Active Space War Criminal. And this person did exactly that so yk how it is

6- Which ship fans are most annoying ?

Rhack shippers. No doubt. Partly because of my own personal gripes with how this dude is characterized {see: number 1}, but also because it's genuinely just so boring 😭 you can write this ship a thousand different ways but ultimately it boils down to "We need these white men to kiss" and nothing else. Also the whole "this guy manipulated this other guy for the entire time they interacted and then tried to kill him" thing.

8- Common fandom opinion everyone is wrong about.

There's nobody who is good in this game I'm sorry to all apologists out there but all these guys suck ass. This isn't a competition about who's most morally correct it's about who your favorite criminal is ok

9- Worst part of canon.

The way they don't expand on lore, not even a little 😔 Please just tell me how ancient eridian people got their hands on an Atlas gun all of a sudden. Or at least tell me something about Sirens. How does the magic in this universe even happen. For the love of God HOW did Pandora GET LIKE THAT how is anyone there LIVING. PLEASE just CRUMBS OF INFORMATION you can't have me guessing everything you're presenting !!

+ How they don't expand on characters. Like come on let me hang out with these guys they're so cool :(

12- The Unpopular character you actually like and why more people should like them.

Tannis Tannis Tannis I love you cringe fail autistic woman. I don't see nearly enough appreciation for her. Matter of fact, I see a lot of people hating on my girl like :[ Leave her alone. Here's my comprehensive list of reasons why you should actually like Patricia Tannis.

1- So smart. She seems to be one of the only 5 people who know anything about the setting and who actively tell you about related history. She's one of the only sources of knowledge on Eridian culture we have in-game, which means this also extends over to Sirens, magic and the vaults. Relevant stuff yk !!! /// 2- She's COOL LOOKING okay. Her design is more down to earth and restrained compared to other characters, and it makes her stick out a little more imo. It's also just wonderfully practical which fits for her being a researcher and scientist. /// 2.5- Girl... pretty... /// 3- This woman is so autistic have I mentioned that yet. Because she is. She unfortunately does fall in some pitfalls in terms of stereotypes {I.E: nerdy personality with tendencies to be rude to people, the whole facts and logic thing, etc} but also damn she is so relatable. I too feel nauseous at the thought of a social interaction but still actively crave to have conversations with other people. I also struggle coming up with words at the time of most need. I too have like 3 people who actively take me places and make me feel comfortable (SEE: Roland, Lilith, the VH in some cases). I too humanize objects and talk to them because of loneliness. That's so true. She's so real for that.

#audience participation #ty for the ask <3333 #asks #mag rants #borderlands #cuz why not

[dasozelotvonnebenan]

2, 8 & 13 for aluen and ruck and 9 & 19 for lugard (if it isn't too much)

2. Did you design them with any other characters/OCs from their universe in mind?

The Co-mmanders were designed as a set. I wanted to make one commander of each playable race, because Valoop's story obviously leaves out the early chapters of personal story, and those are way too cool to not have characters go through.

8. What (if anything) do you relate to within their character/story

Aluen thinks herself to be a horrible monster that no one would love if they just realized that. Hi. I know that is not true but tell that to my mental eels.

Ruck, especially early on in his story, is deathly afraid of what people will think of him when they find out he is doing magic. Now I am not doing magic but I also have my secrets that I am so fucking scared of getting out.

13. How far past the canon events that take place in their world have you extended their story at all.

Since the co-mmanders were designed explicitly to follow the personal story they don't divulge at all until the living story begins. From there on out, since there aren't any branches to split them up into I get a lot more adventurous with what they do. Aluen of course has her HoT misadventure and later experiences with the Crystal Bloom. Ruck doesn't do anything explicitly non canon, but he and Yorg do many of the side story achievements. Ruck in particular is the one that hatches and raises the Skyscale.

9. Are they based off of you, in some way?

You've hit the bullseye here, since Lugard started out as a self insert character. He has developed into his own character very much, but apart from the looks ge also retained reading books a lot and being a night owl.

19. What's your favourite fact about your OC?

He actually believes the the masks he wears hide his identity when actually everyone knows who he is they are just to scared to start shit with him.

#Commander Aluen #commander steelforge #aluen the green #ruck steelforge #Lugard Skrittgleich

[homenecromancer]

thinking about a post

(first off this is just me spinning my own headcanons in my mind like a potato in a microwave. i gotta go to work today, im not here to meditate over the whole scope of headcanoning characters as transmasc, im here to drop a couple hundred words of scribbling about blorbo)

my main "he's transmasc because of the vibes god dammit" headcanon is, uh... Roland ter Borcht

for me it is straight up the fun of projecting onto a character like IMAX while simultaneously looking at the very little we know from canon and saying "yeah but what if he was trans, how would that change things"... there are a lot of colliding factors here

i am still learning how to imagine a future for myself. (and, uh... while i am still slim and dainty, i have always been too weird and hairy to be a classic twink. lmao.) playing with a character who is, at his base, just some fuckin' middle-aged guy is part of that. i am almost assuredly just not looking in the right places, but there's not a whole ton of writing where the transmasc character is older than 25. my main man ter Borcht is like fifty by the time canon starts. i describe him with rose-colored glasses, but he is just some guy.

he's also very much not a nice person. canonically. i'm kind of a bitch and so is he. lack of canon material means i can make the executive decision to spin that into "yeah, he's willing to open his heart to a very, very select group of people, but for the most part he's kind of catty, prickly, even a little bit mean". does he have a soft side? yeah i like writing about that, so yes.

the fun of saying "okay, what if he's trans, what strings does that add for me to pull on" is multifaceted. it lets me toy with a character who presents one face to the world and another to himself. on the outside he's a superstar scientist with a stained past, and that's all most people see of him. he still sees himself as a guy who seized the first opportunity he could get to transition and leave his home country. his success satisfies his ego, but it doesn't quite get rid of that 2 am paranoid "what if i get outed" thought.

i have a very fragmentary draft of a fic where part of the ongoing tension between ter Borcht and Marian Janssen is that, when he was a grad student in Europe, Janssen saw his potential and basically offered him a blank check to come work for Itex. following some shrewd negotiating on his part, ter Borcht turned that into "okay, if you think i'm that good, pay for my medical transition and legal name change et cetera, use your corporate power to hide the fact i ever had another identity, and i will be Your Guy". which eventually morphed into "We Own You" on the part of Itex.

anyway there's another aspect: i am fucking shocked every time i contemplate how long it's been since i started transitioning. lmao. i have no clue what it's like to come out now. and i wasn't interested in writing about a trans character discovering and exploring that about themselves; when i play with "hey what if ter Borcht was trans", i'm looking much further down the road, towards what the later lives of transmasc people can look like. by the time in his life where i usually start writing about him, ter Borcht's done all the transition work he wanted to do. now he's just living. and i want to just live too.

#marlowe writes maximum ride

[tryinghuman]

You said you like questions, so here we go <:3 ... I'm curious about your creative process! Sorry if these have been answered before. Long time reader, new Tumblr follower. I tried to go back through the archives.. but it's a lot .-. I know you did a lot of reading about aliens long before TH came to mind, but when you first put pen to paper back on page 1 did you have the whole story mapped out or just a rough idea? How much has the story evolved or changed (or gone off rails) from your initial concept and what's Quazky's favourite human food? Can you tell us a bit more behind-the-scenes of the comic's history through the years?

You said you like questions, so here we go <:3 ... I'm curious about your creative process! Sorry if these have been answered before. Long time reader, new Tumblr follower. I tried to go back through the archives.. but it's a lot .-. 

Sorry ;A;

I know you did a lot of reading about aliens long before TH came to mind, but when you first put pen to paper back on page 1 did you have the whole story mapped out or just a rough idea? 

Yeah, I was pretty clear on most of the characters and their relationships plus the overall story.  Little things changed as I staged scenes like Don was going to be a neighbor of Longus’ but I wanted them to live further apart and meet differently.  Vereveil used to speak and at the very last minute I made him a mute character because I didn’t like his pre-mute attitude or lines.  6 was originally going to be made from Glasner’s DNA and some random Grey, not FJ12 and Pigment.  I changed that really early in development but I can’t remember when.

How much has the story evolved or changed (or gone off rails) from your initial concept 

Not much.  The chapter 2 flashback I wrote a few different ways since it’s the first time chronologically you meet Phillis.  In one she was part of the recovery team of EBE1 and his craft, another she was on the tarmac of Area 51 watching the recovery vehicles come in, and the last (the one I went with) she was working and Walter came to get her.  As ‘exciting’ as the first ones were, I didn’t like having her so far from inside the base.  She’s sort of fused with the base’s identity in the final draft so I didn’t want the readers to see her with autonomy separate from that location.

Brevis being more sympathetic and anti-war was a little bit of a late addition. He didn't really have a personality beyond this lost romantic interest of Longus. When I expanded Longus' backstory and Brevis had speaking lines, I started fleshing out his character more.

and what's Quazky's favourite human food? 

Skunk.  But maybe bacon like his brother?

Can you tell us a bit more behind-the-scenes of the comic's history through the years? 

I started writing it when I was 14 but it really doesn’t resemble what TH is now.  Roger wasn’t a character, it had no scope, scale, or villain.  Hue, Shade, and Tone were the only Greys and they weren’t even Greys; they were like this hybrid experiment and they all had emotions.  Tone was more like who Don is now and had a skateboard.  It was a dark time.  

I re-wrote it (or basically created it over from scratch) while I was finishing college.  I learned more about the breadth of Ufology and wanted to include more species and locations so it just kept spiraling out from there.  I keep learning new and niche UFO stories with one-shot unique aliens that I’d like to include in future side stories.

In fact, as far as future ‘history’ is concerned, that’s where I am right now: writing a lot of side content for soon-to-be comics that take place after TH is finished.

[dykefever]

ok where to begin. This is a long one but I hope it's worth it?

1. I'm an embarrassingly huge stan and I've read all your stuff and I can quote some of them off the top of my head and my * husband * is vv familiar with you/your writing because I talk about it so much

2. I read the new Dorlene fic and it hit really hard because

3. I'm in my 30s and very happily married to a straight cis man, AND I just came out as bisexual

4. So I started writing my own "fic" with characters based on me/my husband to explore sexuality and identity, and also because I was an English/Theater major and haven't connected with that part of myself in so long and

5. I wrote my first lil femslash fic to explore my own sapphic desire for really the first time, and it was a really big deal to write and also nerve-wracking, like "am I doing * the gay * wrong?"

6. and literally a day or two after I finished, you posted Seasons in Desire

7. and it was, all of the yes. Right off the bat. The collarbones/shoulders. The staring. The nerves. The intimate friendship at the same time as wanting. But ESPECIALLY the role patriarchy plays in finding your way through desire and love and attraction. I didn't plan to include boys in my fic, but they just wrote themselves in ((ugh classic)) and in fact my characters' get-together arc is all wrapped up in the male gaze and expectation and comp het. And I high-key hated that at first. But I situated the fic in a specific time and place based on my real life, and I wanted to be honest about what lil 16-year-old me was really going through at the time. So seeing that same dynamic reflected in your piece, which is also very personal about your real experiences, was so validating and lovely and kind of empowering-- like, look at how amazing we are that we can find our way to love and desire women * despite * all the obstacles patriarchal society puts up to stop us.

So, yeah. Just, thank you for writing the Sapphic desire fic the fandom needs SO MUCH MORE of. And for inspiring me, personally, to get into writing and embracing my own identity.

xoxo Miss American Bi

hi hi !!!!! miss american bi, sorry this took a min to reply to but i wanted to have enough time to fully respond and i've been going back n reading this also because it has honestly moved me !

first off um hi to your husband!!! that is so sweet you talk about my writing to him and also the fact that you can quote my stuff oh my god!!! genuinely like in awe that you feel that way about my writing

and hello welcome to the community, figuring out your sexuality and such is tricky at the best of times and doing so while in a relationship is even harder!! i have some friends that have had a similar journey and just fuck yes for you! proud n happy for you<3

i've found writing about wlw/sapphics/lesbians to be a hugely validating experience and like this really beautiful exploratory thing to do with my desire and relationships so totally get you with writing out. i hope you continue to do so for yourself and find it continues to help :-) if you ever post anything i would love to read it !!

totally get you with male gaze n patriarchy making it's way into writing. it's unfortunately often a large part of queer women's experience when discovering their attraction to women. it has been for me at least and i wanted this story to be about discovery (dorcas finding herself to be lesbian rather than bi) (that's just straight up from my own experience lmao) and also how, especially in their early twenties, you can often be working through the complicated feelings of having attraction women (and not liking men in their case, although the role of the male gaze in queer women's desire is familiar for all of us!) while actually knowing and accepting this fact and living your life as a queer woman. i think stories can include this element of our experience while still completely centering the women and their relationship, which is what i was trying to do with seasons in desire! like, they are still working through their relationship with queerness but far more importantly, they want each other and love each other and will pursue and explore that <3

highlighting this also: look at how amazing we are that we can find our way to love and desire women * despite * all the obstacles patriarchal society puts up to stop us.

you're so right, it's fucking incredible!!!

completely honoured and floored by this message, that i inspired you to write n that this fic made you feel seen! keep writing n exploring yourself, i am cheering and whooping for you in embracing your bisexuality <3

p.s. re: collarbones and shoulders. always felt so frustrated how attraction to women is depicted generally in media. like queer desire is not rlly about these gendered body parts! it's so much more! wanted to write about that n how i feel regarding desire. just glad that resonated :-)

#i got this ask several days ago and every time i remembered it i was just like. oohh man i needa sit down #much love anon xxxx #answered #seasons in desire #dyke tag

[mx-princey]

Honestly all of your story ideas sound good.... personally I think I'm most invested in your ocs story and I'm a bit curious about the premise for your animal crossing one? Mostly bc with ac stories I feel like there's an interesting amount of flexibility there agdhshdh

Ur always so nice thank u 😊

Actually thinking up Plotlines for My Oc (Tea) has been so difficult I've literally probably come up with and scrapped like 10 different plotlines since her creation LOL. At the moment I'm working on designing a few friends for her, a pair of twins whose designs will be based on insects. I want a story about people who are outcast and how isolating it can be to feel unwanted by the world, but also how much people who understand you are worth and can be like family. The setting is still up in the air but right now I am considering a post-apocalyptic setting which came about due to machinery in some way. Tea would be a robot that spent some time "awake" with her human inventor who she was fond of, before being separated and deactivated before being "woken up" after the apocalyptic event, having lost everything she knew and loved. She grapples with self-blame due to sharing an identity with the one's who brought upon the destruction, despite having no part in it herself. For her arc, I'd like her to realise that in fact, very vew robots had a hand in anything that happened and that 1. She has to stop making judgements on others based on archetypes and such, and 2. She has to move forward from her guilt and start to actually take action to make a better world, even if its just in small ways.

I've always wanted something a bit epic lol, but honestly all I have in mind at the moment is that she connects with those around her and helps people to heal and live a better life.

Maybe if I want something very climactic, something will happen that requires them to find a way off planet, and they try to save and take as many beings with them as they can, but of course can't save anyone. That could play into the themes of guilt and the idea that you should do what you can to help people, but you will never be able to do everything or save everybody.

I wrote way more than I meant to about that and I'm not even onto the AC-Inspired story yet... LOL.

The AC-Inspired story is a bit more recent so I haven't talked about it much, but the basic premise is that, when a person becomes lonely enough and makes a wish (doesn't have to be explicit, can just be a feeling) that they had a friend somewhere, and they fall asleep while going somewhere (ie on a train, bus, car, or god forbid driving) when they wake they'll be granted transport to and given a ticket to a village in a forest populated with other lonely people. This "program" has only recently started reaching out to humans, so most of the people there will be animal spirits from a world that functions like ours. Being in this place ambiently lowers people's hostility and makes it easier for people to open up and be understanding. Anybody there can leave at any time, but their ticket will glow when they're "ready" and confident enough to resume their normal life.

So far the character's I've thought most about are a workaholic who poured to much of his life into work and has found himself dangerously socially detached, which started hitting him especially hard when computers started becoming more advanced and his skills quickly started becoming outdated and unneeded. A jaded gay man who's never met anybody like himself and believed he was completely alone and a lesbian who was very active with her local queer scene but due to her high status felt she had to keep up appearances which kept her from expressing her true, admittedly silly self. A lady with pretty bad agoraphobia who spends her time making sure she "looks good enough" to be seen by people but then is constantly too afraid to go outside and be judged anyway. An old spirit who has lived in the village almost since it had been set up, whose love died before he was invited and who has never wanted to go back to a world without them, choosing to stay after his time to meet everyone passing through. A prostitute who genuinely enjoyed her work but was so afraid of being looked down upon for it she decided to build up a reputation as confident and self-reliant, to the point she would never let herself be emotionally vulnerable with everyone. Then there's the cat-spirit who set up the whole system, who seems outwardly confident and chipper, but has insecurities of his own about the whole project.

Writing it now a lot of the character ideas are very cliche, but it is just a work in progress, and it is just a little story I thought up to help me through hard times. Ultimately it's about 1. Connecting with others, 2. Seeing everybody as equal regardless of background and in spite of differences, and 3. The fact that you can't stay with all the people you love forever. The third point is explored through the fact that even though you might make plenty of friends in the village, everyone has to return to their normal life eventually, but the experiences you had together will always exist as happy memories and the things you learned from each other will always be there to support you, together or not.

Also, the character inspirations in order are Raymond (I am not immune to the Raymond :|), Kyle, Katt, Kitty, Dobie, Tiffany, and ofc my boy Rover.

Annnyway its almost 5am and I should sleep now :P sorry if any of this doesn't make sense bc again its late and I took my sleeping meds a little while ago LOL

Anyway thanks for the ask goodnight and I hope u have a good day /)