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riddle-me-ri · 9 months
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💎 for American McGee's Alice in Wonderland?
💎: Are there any fun facts or trivia that you would like to share?
American McGee uploaded the full Design Bible for the Alice Asylum game for us to view. And since EA won't give him the rights to Alice, we won't get the game but for anyone that was interested and wanted to see what could have been:
Spoilers obviously, but I mean...yeah...here's the link to the pdf file on his Patreon.
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snow-system-wol · 10 days
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Finally following up on that confession -- after returning home from that meeting with Fandaniel, G'raha catches a chance to speak with S'ria about that accidental "I love you" incident. (It is unfortunate that they are both bringing the thought "he should not choose someone like me" to the conversation.)
Ao3
(warning: S'ria lashes out and the dialogue does briefly become more nsfw for that bit.)
"You're avoiding me." It wasn't said in an accusatory way, just factual.
S'ria whipped his head around and, of course, there was G'raha in the hallway behind him. There was still plenty of space for S'ria to leave, if he needed, and that made things easier.
"Oh... I'm sorry, I think I have been." He wasn't sure if it was a conscious choice or not.
G'raha sighed. "I would take the words back if I could, if I have made you uncomfortable, but that is unfortunately impossible."
"No, it's not… I'm just being a bit of an ass about that, if I'm quite honest. Can we talk in my room instead of the middle of the hallway?"
G'raha relaxed a bit. If S'ria was okay with letting him into his quarters, things must not be as weird as he had first thought.
That thought was somewhat short-lived, as it was still immediately weird. Once they were in S'ria's room, they'd ended up just staring at each other silently for at least a minute. Gods, one of them needed to say something before this stretched on any longer, or he was going to actually lose his mind. He'd thought that burden would fall to him, but, surprisingly, S'ria spoke first.
"It's… confusing but nice, that you feel like that about me – I'm not upset about it."
"Full glad am I to hear that, but forgive me if this is too blunt – what has this last week been about, then?" G'raha looked briefly mortified. "Please tell me I didn't incorrectly assume that this was about me."
"No, it's related at least." S'ria sat down heavily onto his bed, leaving G'raha fidgeting awkwardly by the door. "Please sit down or something."
G'raha spared a nervous glance at the conspicuous empty space left on S'ria's bed and instead lowered himself into the chair by his desk. Probably for the best. 
S'ria continued without need for prompting. "I think the thing I've been worrying over is not your feelings themselves, but rather – what outcome would you be expecting in response to that confession?"
"Truly, it was not my intent to blurt that out – but it was also good to be honest with you." G'raha continued, tentatively. "Not to be presumptuous – if there was any chance you felt the same way –o-of course, there is no pressure, but... I'd hope we could see if it goes anywhere."
Several emotions flashed across S'ria's face, conflicting and difficult to parse – excitement, grief, fear, confusion – before settling on something dull and defeated. He laughed bitterly.
"Exactly how long would that last? How much would you give up on just to have the barest minimum of a relationship with me? There are things one would typically expect in a romantic partner, and I don't think those are things I can provide."
"I'd gladly accept whatever you can give, and have no need of anything you can not." 
S'ria looked unimpressed at the perfectly selfless answer, and regarded him doubtfully. "No need, huh? So you wouldn't want to fuck me if we were together, if you could?" 
G'raha's face, never very good at hiding his emotions, showed an immediate mix of shock, embarrassment, and frustration. He'd nearly forgotten how blunt S'ria could be, especially while in a less than stable place.
"S'ria." It came out sounding nearly scandalized. "I do not know how to answer that question. 'Yes' and 'No' sound like equally bad responses."
S'ria crossed his arms stubbornly. "Well, to be fair – I'm asking you to answer a question, not to figure out what answer I'd want to hear."
"Must I give you a direct response? I am attracted to you, and you may infer from that."
He displayed a surprising lack of any emotional response to that confirmation. "...I see. And you're saying you'd want to enter a committed relationship with the understanding that you'd likely never have that from me?"
"Considering I went a century without anything of the sort, I hardly think it would kill me, no."
"I wasn't thinking it'd kill you, I just–", S'ria trailed off, fidgeting. "You'd resent me for it. Someday, inevitably, you'd grow tired of not being able to fix me – and it just wouldn't be enough anymore." He paused before adding, quieter, "…I'd much rather keep our friendship than have you end up hating me. What we have now is important to me."
G'raha slid out of his chair and took one of S'ria's hands in his, telegraphing the movement as clearly as he could in advance. "No. My love for you need not be greedy. I am simply asking for your continued presence and support in my life and anything beyond that is a gift." Seeing S'ria start to open his mouth with a frown, he quickly added on, "and we could talk about it, if something like that ever truly became a problem."
"...Oh," S'ria responded with no readable tone. "I suppose we could, yes. Talk about it."
G'raha seemed to realize something and politely let go of S'ria's hand. "Ah, despite this interesting conversation of hypotheticals, you haven't – you've stated reasons why I should not be interested in you, but have not said anything of what you may want for yourself. I would understand if you... would not choose me."
S'ria blinked. "Oh. I forgot that was a necessary part of this conversation. That does matter, doesn't it?"
For certainly not the first time this week alone, G'raha entertained the thought of going back in time just to murder an already dead man. "Yes, I consider your opinion extremely important on this matter."
"...to be honest, I don't know. The idea is scary, but it's not – it's not that I don't want to. I think a proper relationship sounds… tentatively appealing, and I do care about you. A lot. I just, I'm not sure what love is supposed to feel like or if I have ever felt it before? But–"
"Please don't force yourself into something you aren't certain about."
S'ria's tail bristled a bit. "Hold on, let me finish. But I'm not going to understand my feelings on this if I just sit here and do nothing with them. I do not know what I'm doing or what I feel, but I do know that I want to try. Is that enough?"
"As long as you tell me if it makes you unhappy, then yes, that is enough."
"Then that's my answer, if it's acceptable. Oh, but, what… what does this change right now, precisely, with the restrictions that have been brought up?"
G'raha paused to think. "Aside from ideally trying to communicate a little – or a lot – better with each other, it need not change much at all. You are welcome to be affectionate in whatever way is comfortable for you, but I would hardly have had a problem with that prior to this conversation too."
"That sounds nice, actually. However–". S'ria grimaced. "That's… this conversation was entirely too stressful if that's all that'd be different."
"Well...yes. I suppose it has been. But I'd hardly have wanted to be on a different page than you about what we were."
"I am sorry for the way I chose to go about this."
"No, 'tis not –." There was still a lingering redness to G'raha's face. "I shall not deny that the way you chose to phrase that was, a bit, er... But I understood your concerns."
S'ria finally seemed to have relaxed. He looked deep in thought for several moments before his ears perked up. "Oh, I have thought of something else that might change." 
"If we're partners, does that mean I get to hear your singing voice again, Raha?" S'ria looked equal parts mischievous and genuinely excited at the idea. And oh, trust him to make that the first thing he thought of. G'raha had let his inhibitions slip maybe a little too far with the help of wine, once, and everyone seemed determined to wrangle a repeat performance.
"Pray tell, share?"
Gods, he couldn't even fully process the embarrassment of that being brought back up, face flushing immediately, before his mind caught up to "Raha" and got stuck there.
G'raha had also just properly realized that the conversation had, beyond his expectations, ended up at 'sure, let's try'. Best of all, S'ria looked happy about that conclusion.
G'raha got the feeling that he'd somehow end up even more flustered by the Warrior of Light than he'd been before this change, though he wouldn't really expect it any other way.
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ask-the-monster-nest · 10 months
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"Happy birthday love." Edon smiled showing a tower of presents for Yuki while seeing their son Elrwen holding some too.
"Happy birthday my king!" Hanoka giggled with their baby girl Jemisha who was showing a birthday cake.
Yuki smiles and takes the presents from her husband and son. She gives both of them a hug, Edon a kiss on the lips and her son a kiss on the cheek. Elrwen blushes as his mom babies him. "Mom!!! I am a adult! I'm not a baby anymore!!" "You will always be our little pup." He sighs.
Shiro picks up both his wife and daughter and spins them around. "Thank you both of you! I love it!" Jemisha giggles and puts the cake down before it got smashed. "Me and mom worked hard this cake dad becareful!!!"
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Any hunters you dislike so far?
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"…The photographer."
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nujeys · 6 months
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💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌
thank you snow 🤍
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cutexasxabutton · 10 months
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|🎄| ❝Uh, uh, I think this is a tag dump?❞ |❄️|
#|🎄| Lovely weather for a Sleigh Ride together with You |❄️| Noelle In Character#|🎄| Christmas Gifts |❄️| Noelle Reblogs#|🎄| A beautiful sight; we're happy tonight; Walkin' in a Winter Wonderland |❄️| Noelle Aesthetic#|🎄| In my heart is a Christmas Tree Farm |❄️| Noelle Headcanons#|🎄| May your days be Merry and Bright |❄️| Noelle Answers#|🎄| Simply having a wonderful Christmastime |❄️| Noelle Musings#|🎄| You're all that I need; Underneath the tree |❄️| Susie#|🎄| Thanks; old friend; for packing; Christmas stockings full of nice little things |❄️| Kris#|🎄| Christmas time is here; Families drawing near |🖤| Rudy#|🎄| Who decides the test of what is really best? |❄️| Berdly#|🦌| I'll Have A Blue Christmas Without You |❄️| Dess#|🦌| Even Santa Claus gets the blues |❄️| Asgore#|🦌| It's a difficult responsibility; That you accept from the Number 1 lawmaker |❄️| C. Holiday#I actually think her name should be clarice (ken said that to me and it made sooooo much sense) but most of the fandom calls her carol so I#left it vague there#|🎄| Dressed in a Snow White gown |❄️| Noelle Darkworld Verse#|🎄| Let it snow; let it snow; let it snow |❄️| Noelle Snowgrave Verse#|🎄| The Joy in my Heart is Ablaze and it's Keeping me Warm |❄️| Noelle Undertale Verse#|🎄| Wish as I may; wish as I might |❄️| Noelle Main Verse#|🎄| You light me up like starlight on a Christmas tree |❄️| Susie x Noelle#there are a couple shared tags with her dad here#seems silly to repeat character tags; ya know?
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Going through all my original posts and adding the tag #snow❄️ to them. Yes I should be sleeping
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snowbabys · 2 years
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just passing by to say thank you to everyone leaving notes on my works since friday, like?? where how why but thank you thank you! i know i'm pretty inactive this month just a lot of shit happening but i'll be back with more content (and a celebration for so many followers cause??? y'all?? :') i don't deserve it wth). anyways, thank you again!~ 💕
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riddle-me-ri · 10 months
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Made up fic title: Out-Riddled!
Oohh my first thought was a enemies to lovers kind of prompt where Riddler and Reader are constantly trying to one up the other and the Reader comes out being the winner and even though Eddie may be slightly frustrated, the reader would reward Ed for trying or for like bringing some fun/challenge into their life and he gets flustered/charmed depending on the version lol
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snow-system-wol · 29 days
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Emet-Selch has been seeing something odd the entire time the Warrior of Light has been on the First, but he wants to take this last chance to ask -- before S'ria is sent to Eulmore and the final Lightwarden is faced.
Ao3
"Well, fancy seeing you here."
Emet-Selch's voice made S'ria nearly jump out of his skin – namely because he'd been alone in the Pendants hallway a moment prior. S'ria fixed him with a particularly unimpressed look.
"Was there something you wanted?"
"I'm merely curious about your thoughts on my little lesson earlier."
Ah, yes. The rather dramatic explanation of the shards and their nature, visuals included.
"It made a certain measure of sense." Upon being flatly regarded for several moments, S'ria spoke up again with exasperation. "What, do you want me to say something else?"
"I simply thought someone of your unique nature would have more opinions on it." He made an elaborate shrug, adopting a faux-casual tone. "Speaking of which... I have a question I've been meaning to ask you."
S'ria sighed and leaned against the wall. "I can't stop you from asking, but I won't promise an answer."
"Is the middle of a hallway where you'd prefer to have this conversation? You don't seem too keen to be overly candid with your supposed allies. As fascinating as that is, I am trying to be accomodating of your quirks." He frowned at S'ria after moment with no response. "If it was unclear, I was hoping you would invite me in to your quarters – 'tis only proper courtesy."
S'ria's body betrayed an increasing amount of anxiety and Emet-Selch wondered if he knew how obvious it was. "Well, I suppose I'll thank your 'proper courtesy' for not simply approaching me in my room to begin with." He opened the door and gave Emet-Selch an unreadable look. "If you have any untoward intentions, I'd heavily recommend not acting on them."
Any response Emet-Selch would've given died under the brief wave of murderous intent rolling off of S'ria. There and then gone in a flicker. He raised an eyebrow and waited for Emet-Selch to walk in first, the message coming across loud and clear – I'm not turning my back on you.
S'ria seemed ill-at-ease with someone else in his personal quarters, hovering awkwardly near the door. His eyes flickered into the far corner of the room a few times, as if seeing something that distracted him.
Ill-at-ease barely covered it, actually. He looked as though he was about to crawl out of his skin if Emet-Selch stayed a single second longer than necessary.
"Okay? Get on with it."
Emet-Selch pushed down the urge to act insulted by the blunt hostility. "You remember my explanation, I take it, of you and your fellow Source-mate's boon? Six entire parts more whole than the inhabitants of this wretched shard."
"You've made your disdain very clear, yes."
"Yes, yes – Then I'll ask this plainly. What in Zodiark's name is wrong with your soul? Not the Light, deeper than that."
"Excuse me?" S'ria looked so baffled that the fear almost dropped from his features.
"The rejoined parts, they're supposed to be seamless, but you've gone and…done what, exactly?" Emet-Selch looked, somehow, genuinely disturbed. "It's not very plain to see but the closer I look – it's like you've been re-Sundered along new faults."
S'ria couldn't think of any response but to laugh – half hysteria, half genuine vindication at knowing something the Ascian doesn't. 
"Oh, is that all? Get out."
"What, I haven't earned so much as a mere –"
"Get out."
Emet-Selch raised his hands in supplication and stepped backwards into darkness, leaving S'ria alone in his room again. 
Mostly alone, anyway.
Ardbert had been looking at him with more than a little concern and judgment from the moment he'd let Emet-Selch into the room. He watched the spot where the man had disappeared with no small amount of distrust, before turning back to S'ria with a nervous laugh.
"Hey, it's your room, but if you want to bring someone back here, let me know so I can give you some privacy."
S'ria abruptly looked somewhat nauseous.
Ardbert cringed. "Okay, noted, that was rather in poor taste. Sorry."
S'ria sighed and waved him off. "It's not… you don't need to worry about that happening." He dropped to the floor and pulled his knees up to his chest, trembling settling into his body. "This was a mistake, I don't know if I can sleep here tonight. It feels like I gave him permission or something." His breathing quickened and his shifted his arms up to hide his face.
"Good thing you've got an invisible watchdog, then."
That snapped S'ria out of his spiral. "Huh?"
"S'ria, I don't sleep, no one can see me, and I have the ability to start making really loud noises right next to you. No one will get the drop on you while you're resting."
S'ria lifted his head and smiled shakily at him with a look that suggested he might start crying, and gods did Ardbert hope that didn't happen. He'd really be way out of his depth.
Oh, who was he kidding. He'd been out of his depth for a long time now.
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*Raidou was taking care of both Ikumo's and Miyuri's diapers while Shiro was out buying food, giving smiles two his darling children*
The two twins looked at the father and were babbling at him. They couldn't speak yet beside little howls and barks. There wolf tails made it a bit difficult for the diapers.
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The little fur in your hoodie ears, is that your actual hair??
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"Yes, yes it is."
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justiisms · 2 months
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"Why is it snowing in March? I thought it was supposed to be getting warmer..." *after a concerned ichi has buried kiryu in a pile of blankets, the dragon continues to remain in his warm den as he glances out the window, watching as it lightly snows outside*
"I think I'll stay inside today. Maybe I can do some early spring cleaning."
"Whaaa? It's snowing? Geez, did Snowball bring it back one more time to tease us?" He jokes with a smirk, before laughing at seeing Kiryu under that blanket den! "Pfft! Did you do that to him, Ichi?! Hehehe!! The Kazubear, nice and snug in his den... Spring cleaning, huh? Heh, good idea: least you'll get that outta the way."
"As for me, my room looks like a perfectly 'clean', organized mess, hehehe, but it looks like it's just a light snow... so I still might go out and take care of a few things like I was gonna do. Don't worryyy, I'll put on a thick coat and some gloves. I've trained in tanktops in weather much worse than this, so I'll be okay! Then maybe I'll get under nice n snug blankets like Mr. Big Bear, here. I'll have ya bury, me,, too, Ichi!"
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nujeys · 6 months
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☆ put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. it's time to spread positivity!
aw tyy snow 🫶🏻🫶🏻
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astrcthesiai-archived · 9 months
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Fuyu Boreal Tags
(ice dragon slayer)
Fuyu Tag
【❄️🐉snow woman fuyu】
RP Threads
【❄️🐉standing on icy ground】
Chat
【❄️🐉a chat over mulled wine】
Aesthetics
【❄️🐉the snowy beach during winter】
Headcanons
【❄️🐉about the snow woman】
Visage
【❄️🐉the frozen beauty in scales】
Crack
【❄️🐉whatever happens stays in this guild】
Answers
【❄️🐉the ice queen answers】
Playlist
【❄️🐉stealing sabrina’s headphones】
Fuyu Fairy Tail version tag
【❄️🐉the ice dragon slayer】
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ultimatecutenesspeaks · 11 months
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Bunny there you two re why you took you so long is that a Jack Frost in your hands haruki soon haruki explains that he ryuji and kazuichi new son bunny I’m me and mizuki are uncle and aunt now omygod that is amazing
Mizuki: ...So you two adopted a Jack Frost?
Haruki: Yeah. This one's different, though. I don't know if he came from Hell, but I saw him looking really sad, so I brought him with.
Ryuji: ...Welp, guess this'll be our lives from now on.
Haruki: Shush! No complaints! We're keeping him!
Ryuji: Okay okay, jeez.
Jack: Yaaay! Uncle!
*He suddenly leaps out of Haruki's arms and over to you, then proceeds to give you a hug.*
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