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v0idwraith · 9 months
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David Szymanski: in my game i have invented the Iron Lung as a cautionary tale
Billionaires: at long last, we have created the Iron Lung from classic horror game Don’t Create The Iron Lung
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greenvlvetcouch · 2 months
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insane how half the marauders fandom says oh that fic is a wip or doesn’t have over 100k hits? mm. not reading it but i’ll go yell on whatever platform about needing a fic that’s exactly the one i just decided not to read.
‘we need another big fic’ haha no you don’t, you don’t even want to read wips. but then you do…if everyone else is….but only then…but you’ll only read big fics too…with all the hits…make it make sense
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autumnslance · 1 month
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Normally I'd agree many Final Fantasy games have rather young protagonists. It's because they're usually single-player JRPGs made with the assumption of younger players, and like most Young Adult media, create characters that cater to that, even if it ends up with teens running the world and fighting in wars. And for many players, the first time playing these games is in childhood/adolescence/very young adulthood. So it's YA anime.
Final Fantasy XIV does not fall into that same mold, despite the "Teen" rating for legal and distribution purposes.
The majority of the FF14 cast, including the bulk of the main characters, are between 20 and 40 years old (the Scion Archons, Ishgard Elf Husbands). Many other characters are between 40 and 80 (Ishgard's Counts are all late middle aged to elder dads/grandpas, Gaius is mid 50s, Jehantel and Ran'jit are elderly, all still active). The younger characters (especially with any authority or special position) like the Leveilleur twins, are actually outliers. And the youth of the characters between 16 and 20 years old tends to be plot relevant, where that inexperience and naivety causes problems and drives story (Nanamo's arc at the end of ARR into HW, Alphinaud and the Crystal Braves, Ryne's determination of self in ShB, etc).
Characters have a variety of appearances; some characters in the same age ranges look very different. Varis is younger than X'rhun but Varis's model shows the stress and disagreeableness of his life a lot more than the RDM trainer's. Cid's in his mid-30s but with the beard looks older--and without it he has a baby face (hair color doesn't matter, cuz they do keep the anime trope of "everyone's got white or silver hair"). Lalafell are designed to be anime-cute halflings so it's hard to tell their adult ages even if they've got facial hair like grandfatherly Papashan. The pad'jal of course look like kids, but the youngest main pad'jal is A-Ruhn in his late teens; all the others are adults stuck in adolescent bodies. E-Sumi is a few hundred years old. Kan-E uses various methods to look older so other leaders and people from outside Gridania will take her seriously as an adult. The padjal introduced in the StB WHM quests is a child, and that's the plot; she's not in charge of anything, or has any particularly advanced-for-her-age skills. She's just a kid having a really rough time.
This inability to determine age by looking and assuming isn't just due to limits of the game engine and character creation options; it reflects real life. I met my work team for the first time in person recently; one person looked older than I know them to be, thanks to months of stress and health issues. While all of them were shocked to remember I'm in my 40s as according to them, I "look much younger". Most people are actually pretty bad at guesstimating ages based on appearance, due to the variety of folks' lives.
Speaking of kid characters, many of the children we interact with, like the Doman Adventurers, are between 12 and 14 and act much younger. Khloe has this going on too, with her age "corrected" to 13 (when previously listed as 10), but she acts way younger to me. Most of the actual child characters are treated like children, and it's not until they get to 14-16 (Honoroit, Leveva) that we start to see them treated like maturing adolescents and having some rsponsibilities, but still young and prone to the kind of choices one expects of less experienced and more emotional youth.
As a MMO, FF14's primary audience is actually adults; teens do play the game, but also age up with it if they keep playing. If a 15 year old began playing with ARR's release, they're in their mid-20s now. Having a primarily adult cast, and treating child characters like children, and adolescents like young people figuring out how young adulthood works, makes sense for this game.
FF14's time bubble is also part of the issue; a developer tool to keep it so they don't have to worry too much about character ages, new models so often, or how long things take in game. Timelines are then intentionally left malleable for the players' benefits, to create our own stories and determine how long things take for our WoLs and their tales. Some folks have their stories pass in real time, some compress it to a year per expac, some expand it out even longer. So the ages the characters have listed in the lorebooks and rarely in game (which is then reflected in online resources), is a starting baseline. Personal headcanons as always should be applied (including changing around some character ages to fit one's own story if necessary).
Also, FF16, made by the same team, has a brief prologue/tutorial section where the main trio is between 10 and 15, guided/trained by adult characters, experience the inciting incident trauma--and then we spend the majority of the game with the main cast in their 20s and 30s. The game also has a mature rating, featuring some sexual situations, lots of violence, and stronger language than other FF games. It's made for adults, and its cast reflects that.
So it is a matter of audience expectations; for a MMO, you're going to have an older and aging player base, and the varied ages of the cast reflect that, as do their varied appearances and experiences as adults. The young characters are treated closer to how their youth should be; still with respect for those in positions like Nanamo, but also prone to errors due to inexperience that drive story. In other FF titles, which were made to be more YA-focused, a teen and young 20s cast were treated much differently. But even in the single-player FF titles, if they are made with adult players in mind, their cast and stories likewise reflect that.
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robotpussy · 1 year
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Theo Omambala as Maisie Blue in Siren Spirits: White Men Are Cracking Up (1994) dir. Ngozi Onwurah
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writersmacchiato · 3 months
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family ties | Gerard Pitts
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warning but not really; mentions/alludes to bad home life for reader :(((( but it’s honestly nothing explicitly stated <3 not proof read!!
sidenote: for everyone in the winter season (happy first day of winter btw!!!), I so recommend finding a sunny spot outside and sitting out there with a blanket and a hot drink and soak in the sun.
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Gerard Pitts happens to stumble upon you while you’re sitting on the back steps of the school. A warm blanket draped over you shoulders and protecting you from the chill. The sunlight washes over you in a glow and his heart skips a beat at the beauty you are.
A steaming cup of something rests in your hands, your eyes transfixed on nothing in particular but the cloudless blue sky above you.
Your face is blank, giving nothing away.
Well, to anyone that wasn’t him but he knows you, doesn’t he?
He notices the slump of your shoulders, marring your usual prefect posture. The slight down curve of your lips, the slightest of tension between your brows.
You’re upset and stewing in it.
“Good morning.” He approaches loudly, steps crunching on gravel to announce his presence first.
“Good morning, Pitts.” To your credit, your small smile seems genuine enough so he takes a seat beside you. Arms almost touching, but he doesn’t close the distance. Not yet.
“Lovely morning.” He says, cupping his hands to blow hot air into them. It is very chilly, but the frost covering the ground and trees was beautiful. He could see why you came here often.
You hum in agreement, otherwise motionless from the small sips from your cup.
“How is the family?” He decides to stop beating around the bush.
It’s not a secret, at least to him, that you struggle with the time spent with your family. And that you had a dinner with them yesterday.
You make a noise, somewhere between a laugh and a sigh. “Oh, just the usual dinner and show.”
“And, your sister?”
At the mention of her, you slump against his side, head leaning on his shoulder. Letting out a long groan that makes him laugh.
“The usual, then?” He supplies when you take to silence once more.
He knows that you sit with your thoughts and feelings too much, let them fester within unspoken until it becomes too much. He’s also learning how to slowly creep out the feelings, how to spin the words out. Knows that you trust him in a way you haven’t had before.
“The fucking usual.” You pause, before the words spill out in a sudden rush. “She’s just so… mean! She’s mean all the time! And if I ever try to say anything, she gets mad at me. It’s exhausting being around her because I never know if she will strike out or be nice.”
Pitts moves his arm to wrap around you, in a one sided hug. He’s met your sister and knows how cruel she can be, both intentionally and unintentionally.
“And, then winter break is coming up and I don’t want to be home at all. I hate it there. My parents are already so… them. And my sister is in an extra horrible mood. It will be torture.”
“You know, you’re always welcome to come home with me.” To me.
You allow yourself to indulge the fantasy. Having been to his family’s estate many times before. His mother is very welcoming and kind, his father is somewhat aloof and awkward but in a charming way.
The kitchen would smell like freshly baked cookies, the scent wafting through the house. You could curl up by the fireplace, reading anything you desired from their extensive library.
Traipsing through the woods around the estate, freshly fallen snow making it a winter wonderland. Building snowpeople and and trying to sneak a ball of snow down his coat. Hoping for the coldest temperatures so the pond will freeze frostily for ice-skating, hands numb from cold except where his hands hold yours.
Looking through his wardrobe, selecting his coziest sweaters to wear to bed. Running through the halls in wool socks and seeing who can slide the furthest.
Warm dinners with his family, gathered together. Watching the way the candlelight flickers over his face, sneaking glances and smiling when you catch him doing the same.
Maybe he would kiss you under the mistletoe. Because his family is the type to hang up mistletoe and he would pretend to be oblivious to the fact that he hung up the very plant you now stand under together and you would let him.
“I would like that very much, Gerard Pitts.”
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whyenn-reader · 1 year
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Made some tripp shorts in a day and broke a needle on my own finger (finger is completely fine, needle got obliterated).
The base pants i got fit me too tightly so I firstly seamripped the old front pockets off and added side panels out of old jeans and embedded some fabric scraps into them (faux leather and straps from shortening boots, leather from shortening pants, old jeans and even a secret pocket), then i connected it all back up. I also cut off the hem and left it raw for the naturally distressed effect.
Next I took pockets off of the black scrap pants i used for side panels, connected them to the red pockets i took off the front at the vwry beggining, added some gromets to the red ones and put little keyrings into them for a piercing look. I also added a fnaf patch onto one of them (because of course I did) and then handsewed them all to the pants - black one first and then the red one.
Then i made the strap by making a tube of fabric and topstitching on both sides, adding grommets, putting keyrings in the last ones and connecting them to clasps. I gave myself two potential places to attach the strap to, one on the side panel and one on the flap of the back pocket.
The whole project took a day and I am VERY ecstatic about it. They are so comfortable and easy to move around bc almost all fabric is stretch, they have NINE POCKETS. NINE FREAKING POCKETS, and just fit with my red/black fantasy, can't wait for the weather to allow me to wear them outside (⁠ʘ⁠ᴗ⁠ʘ⁠✿⁠)
(please ignore the blue lines, its chalk i forgot to rub off)
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I know I have said it before and I'll say it again: The writers/director did North so dirty when we first meet her. Evading her eyes like a shy schoolgirl. No weapon on her person, not even a metal poll if not an AK-47. A human-lookin' ass falls through the roof and she doesn't kick his ass?? Give this woman a BUTTER KNIFE I don't care. She deserved better. She deserved to have a rocket launcher on her shoulder or something idk <3
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redysetdare · 7 hours
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All this aroace character shipcourse has proven to me that a majority of people that interact in fandom cannot actually interact with characters and media outside of shipping and genuinely I believe you need to learn how to interact with media outside of shipping.
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hey i get that you probably have your reasons for using 'afab' instead of 'woman' or something similar in your retail/sex shop/mattress store anecdote, but i wanted to point out people cannot tell assigned sex at birth by looking. many trans women also experience sexual harassment like what you describe even when people clock them. so im not sure 'afab' even covers what you were talking about fully.
I’m nonbinary but I appear female, and I’m only ever read as female. The point of using it there is just that what he saw was a tiny female even though that’s not what was there.
I’m not making a statement on how people read genders, but I’m not going to interrupt a funny story with a million disclaimers as to my intentions, I just trust that my readers are smart enough to know he was being sexist because of his interpretation of me.
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crazyw3irdo · 1 year
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on one hand. ppl can blaze whatever the fuck they want and i think ppl are a whole lot meaner to posts than they should be like yeah weird you have to see shit from a fandom you’re not in but no need to be rude. on the other hand. if you decide to blaze your long ass game of thrones x reader incest fic and not even bother to put a read more on it. yeah i can’t defend you there what the fuck
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Being haunted by jegulus and moonwater 😔😔
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not-poignant · 25 days
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Sorry if you’ve already been asked this, but when did you know you wanted to tell Efnisien’s story through FFS? What motivated you to show his redemption journey?
Hi hi anon!
Honestly I started thinking about it during the chapter where Efnisien gives the USB to Augus, and Gwyn tries to kill him, and he's just laughing-crying, while knowing that he's going to be murdered in cold-blood by Crielle as a result.
And then I just...spent about 8 months trying not to think about it, because I was certain everyone would hate the story. And then one day I started making a playlist, and then started thinking about it a bit more seriously, and decided 'fuck it' because the idea of Efnisien living a barren, empty life in Hillview, dependent on Gwyn, after his sacrifice, just didn't sit well with me.
I funnily enough did not start out planning on writing a redemption narrative. I knew none of his victims would forgive him for his actions, and that his therapist would never be like 'there there it's okay' about it. For a while I even wondered if Falling Falling Stars would have a bleak, semi-hopeful ending. Just like, 'well it's better than it was but it's still terrible.'
But Dr Gary's a really good therapist so, we ended up on a different track. :D
But yeah no, I wasn't motivated to write a redemption journey, honestly. I was just motivated to write Efnisien's story after Spoils, and then it became what it became. But initially, in those early chapters, it could have become a lot of different things, because I had no real conception of it except that I didn't want to write a redepemption narrative, heh.
Now I don't care that this is what it kind of became, but I do like that it's complex enough that if anyone said 'no way I'm not reading that, he's an abusive asshole' even Efnisien would calmly agree with them and respect their right to feel that way.
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gender0bender · 9 months
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There is another group of men who live, and often suffer, with breasts. Unlike gynecomastia patients, these men are transgender. Assigned female at birth, they identify as, transition to, and live as their true male gender. It is common for transgender men to report dissociative feelings toward their chest. Many trans men develop personalized terminology to re-gender their body parts; it's common for trans guys to think of their chest exclusively as their chest, without using the word "breasts" to describe that part of their body.
Some non-transgender men who have gynecomastia also manipulate gendered language to describe their gender nonconforming bodies. Specifically, these guys use acutely masculine terms to talk about their breasts. One user on a popular gynecomastia forum underwent surgery to have his breasts removed. He wrote about the experience with sports terms, stating, "I had two liters of fat removed from each breast, and a hockey puck of estrogen, or whatever." Another described his breasts as if fast food: "The amount of tissue for each breast was about the size of a quarter pounder burger from McDonalds."
None of the men that I spoke with felt like their gynecomastia was a gender issue. "I feel the need to say [that] I've never had any complex with my gender. My case with gynecomastia was no different to the mindset of someone who wants to remove an ugly scar, birthmark, or lump," Sam told me.
Brian is also in his twenties, and he lived with gynecomastia for many years before having it surgically removed. "Gender was never really something I contemplated in any sense of the word I guess," he told Broadly in an email. "When I developed gynecomastia, I was embarrassed by it and sometimes made fun of for it, but I never felt like 'less of a man.'" He said that he never felt the need to be manly. But he and Sam both felt a need to correct a part of their body that they had come to see as abnormal, something that caused them some degree of mental anguish. Though they don't feel aware of the way that gender relates to their experiences, it is arguably intrinsic. "Gender didn't become more important after puberty," Brian said. "I never really paid attention to the idea. It just was."
"Feminists and critical race theorists have long argued that this is how privilege works," Blum said. "Just as most whites don't experience themselves as having a race, [cisgender] men seldom experience themselves as having a gender." The sense of anxiety, insecurity, or disconnect that men with gynecomastia experience toward their chests can resemble the way that transgender men experience gender dysphoria. Both groups deserve to live without that anguish, and to have healthcare that recognizes the difference between cosmetic and medically necessary plastic surgery—but they also deserve to live in a society where their bodies are not deemed abnormal.
- 'Chop the Things Off': The Plight of Boys Who Grow Breasts, from VICE by Diana Tourjée
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feralchaton · 3 months
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"We fall in love with people we can't have"
Um... Either it is some version of "imagined" love as though we get to plan, or control, how someone else is and interacts with us - that's fantasy; or someone is not ready/capable/wanting/willing to do and actually put forth effort (this goes for everyone involved) necessary in order to cultivate such an incredible, remarkable, building, substantial, all encompassing feeling that is love; or simply enough it is not love.
Lust, manipulation, infatuation, escapism can look like something else and we often keep perpetuating some stagnant myth as to why we're not worthy, healing, ready...
or, you guessed it, 'fall in love with people we can't have'.
Love is love.
It's not only for family. It's not only for lovers. It's not only for one person, particular people, one group of people, one nation, one thing.
Love is love.
It's not a ploy, or a toy, or a weapon to use to take advantage of anything or anyone.
It is what it is; anything otherwise isn't it! Yes, it is that simple in all its vague complexity, and yes, it does lack the parameters far too many have placed upon it.
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beenjen · 4 months
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Had dads infusion appointment this morning and the quarterly CT scan. His labs look stable, no changes as far as that’s concerned, and the scan results should be in by tomorrow. I feel like an emotional punching bag at each appointment, holding my breath hoping for a good report, or at least as good as we can get, and for him to continue feeling good, able to enjoy his time with us and the kids.
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There’s some shenanigans going on with my brother and the estate and it’s so painful it’s actually caused me physical pain. I’m so disappointed. I’m tired of being disappointed. It’s just enough at this point and, really, it’s going to be what it’ll be. I have to let it go, carrying it around will only make me ill. So, water, walks, fresh air, taking care of me, finding peace. No matter what comes, let it wash over me.
Dad found a leak in the main bath and it abuts the master bedroom. It had been leaking for some time - the insurance company sent out a group who have pulled up flooring, tore out one of the baths, and cut out some subflooring and they will place a dehumidifier under the house and some industrial fans in the rooms to dry things up, then we begin the repairs.
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Ffs y’all.
So I took a solo walk today at one of my favorite spaces. Picked up a chai latte for the stroll, and now am headed to pick up the kids.
"We've gotta hold on to what we've got…”
Peace. Love. Prosperity 🤘
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avampyone · 1 month
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Dr Arazul of Sharlayan-
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