#what's that post that says like. I'm pixellated down there. yeah

[inkmaze]

when u get a packer + promptly realize u need to analyze how dicks sit in pants. oh lord help me

#txt #trying to diy a harness too lol #no i haven't worn it out yet. will i have to change how i sit? time will tell #what's that post that says like. I'm pixellated down there. yeah #probably should have analyzed more beforehand lol but ah well no time like the present

[cobiehill]

Lights Dim While We're Dancing

pairing: wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff x famous!reader

warnings: 18+!!! top!wanda, top!natasha, tiny bit of praise, soft with smut at the end, minors dni!

w/c: 2244

summary: based on this request! sorry it took so long, however this is my longest work yet so hopefully that makes up for the wait

masterlist

a/n i have barely proof read this so i'm sorry for any mistakes :)) i'll go through and delete any i find!

“Hey Nat, come see this” Wanda calls, eyes fixed on the phone screen in front of her. She’d been scrolling through twitter for the past five minutes, giggling to herself when she’d stumbled across a certain corner of the internet. 

“You found more?” Natasha asked, a look of amusement creeping onto her face as she leans over the back of the couch where her girlfriend is sitting. Wanda nods, holding up her phone.

“Has everyone seen these new pictures of Y/N. I need her to rail me so bad.” She reads, her voice completely deadpan causing Wanda to let out another laugh.

“Yeah right. Like she could rail anybody.” Natasha continues, dodging a smack that Wanda had aimed at her. 

“You’ve gotta give her credit Tasha, these pictures are hot” 

“I’m not saying she doesn’t look hot, I’m saying I’ve seen her in bed.” Natasha says with a smirk. 

“You’re terrible” Wanda scoffs, curiosity getting the better of her as she continues to scroll down her feed.

“Hey, I’m not the one publicly tweeting about how much I want our girlfriend to rail me” She shrugs. 

Wanda stops scrolling and her face harderns as she reads another tweet that had captured her attention.

“Hey Y/N are you single?” She reads, sarcasm dripping from her voice “No she is not.” 

Wanda uses one finger to stab at the screen a couple of times. 

“Don’t reply to it!” Nat scorns, attempting and failing to snatch the phone out of Wanda’s hand.

“I’m not replying!” Wanda whines “I’m reporting it.”

“You can’t- You can’t just report her fans because they think she’s hot” Natasha bites back a laugh.

Wanda clearly just missed you, since you’d had to leave them for a couple of weeks to tour with your band, however she could not shake off the jealousy she felt upon discovering your online fanbase. Wanda had trouble sharing. You were theirs.

Although Natasha found your fans wildly entertaining, she couldn’t pretend like all these tweets and posts weren’t getting to her too. She hadn’t felt particularly possessive over the thirst tweets - she knew how fiercely loyal you were. Instead they made her long for you even more. 

The girls were your biggest fans, and had it not been for their missions, they’d have been right beside you on your tour. 

All the pictures and videos were a reminder of what they were missing. They wanted you back and home and back into their arms.

They’d never admit this to you but they’d spent an embarrassing amount of time watching videos of you perform together. Only last week Wanda had given Natasha a very informative lesson on what a fancam was. Every spare minute between missions Wanda had been glued to her phone. If she wasn’t texting you sweet little messages of how proud they were, she would be creeping on your fan tweets and refreshing youtube for new concert videos. 

“You wanna call her?” Nat asked, noticing the subtle switch in her girlfriend's demeanour.

“You don’t think she’ll be busy?”

“If she’s busy she’ll call us back later.”

Wanda hesitates for a couple of moments before switching to the facetime app. Still standing, Natasha leans her elbows on the back of the couch, adjusting herself so her face can be seen on the call.

It only takes three rings for you to pick up, your pixelated face on the screen causing your girlfriend’s to light up. 

“Hi baby!” Wanda says, her face breaking out into a grin. “Where are you?” 

“You caught me at the perfect time, I’ve literally just come offstage” you respond, an equally enthusiastic smile taking over your own features.

Even with the buzz of people in the background, it’s apparent that your voice has become slightly raspy from singing. You always worked hard, but since the tour was nearing a close you’d found yourself pushing even harder, savouring every moment. Both women practically melted at the sound of you. When you were home, you’d usually find yourself losing your voice due to other reasons. It was almost always their doing.

“You look incredible Y/N” Wanda responds, completely mesmerised by how perfectly intact your makeup had remained, despite having just performed for hours. “Tasha certainly thinks so, you should hear how loud her thoughts are right n-“

Wanda is quickly cut off by a soft fist landing on her shoulder. 

“Ignore her, she’s being dirty.” Nat cuts in. “You look beautiful Y/N, we really miss you.”

Your face softens and Natasha quickly regrets her previous words. She wanted you to enjoy your time, not pine over them the way they had for you. 

“I miss you most” you say, having similar thoughts yourself. It wasn’t their fault they couldn’t be there and the last thing you wanted was for them to feel guilty. “I’ll be home soon, I promise.”

“You’d better be. Wanda’s gonna start coming after your fans if you don’t.”

You laugh, slightly confused while Wanda shoots daggers at Natasha.

“My fans? Have I done something?” you ask, concerned.

“Just the army of people asking you to rail them online” Wanda says with a pout. You refrain from telling her how adorable she looks when she’s sulking. 

“Army”  Natasha mocks “It was one tweet.”

“I can’t help it if I'm so irresistible!” you bite back with a laugh, enjoying how easy it was to wind Wanda up. You knew she’d get you back for it soon enough, and to be honest you were looking forward to it. 

One of your bandmates calls your name and begins to shout some words that your girlfriends can’t make out from over the phone. You groan, returning back to your phone with an apologetic look. 

“I’m in high demand today.” You attempt to joke. The pair smile, trying to hide their disappointment. They knew the call was about to get cut short, but they didn’t complain. Seeing your happy little face had drastically improved both of their days and they’d have felt selfish trying to hold your attention for any longer.

“I’ll call you back tonight, promise. I love you both so much.” 

“I love you more honey, talk to you later.” Wanda says with a wave. Natasha blows you a kiss and you throw in a couple more ‘love you’s’ before disconnecting the call. 

Following the brief facetime with your girlfriends, you struggle to pay any attention to the voices in front of you. Your bandmates discuss a technical mishap from tonight’s show and you nod along, slightly frustrated that the smallest inconvenience had interrupted your precious time with the girls. 

The second that things seem to be wrapping up, you excuse yourself to head back to your hotel room, mind plagued with thoughts of the two women. 

As you flop down on your bed, your heart begins to thump while you play the video call over and over in your head. You only had another week and a half until you’d see them again, but it was a week and a half too long. 

You tried to ignore the heat rising inside of you as you pictured the look on Wanda’s face when she’d spoken about your fans. The hint of jealousy had made her look absolutely hungry for you. You made a mental note to rile her up even more next time you spoke, knowing she’d make you pay for it when you finally returned home. 

You slept easily that night, and the next show went smoother than the last. Your energy had felt particularly good the next day, and you were practically vibrating as you came off the stage. 

You hurried past the crew, keen to get somewhere quiet so you could facetime your girls again. They’d texted you that morning to say they’d been given the weekend off work, and you were more than keen to make the most out of that time.

Eventually, you burst into your dressing room, the phone already dialling before you’d got the chance to sit down.

They didn’t answer. 

After calling Wanda twice, you switched to Natasha’s phone. It was usually easiest to get hold of Wanda, you never usually had to resort to calling Nat. 

You frowned, a little irritated that you’d rushed past everybody with the intent of speaking to them, and neither of the girls had bothered to pick up. 

You tried Natasha once more, groaning loudly when somebody knocked on your door. 

“I’m busy!” you shouted, your tone coming out a lot sharper than you’d intended. You sighed when you realised you’d probably scared the shit out of some poor runner. 

The door opened anyway, and you sat up in your chair, ready to apologise for your rudeness.

“Too busy for us?” a familiar voice responded, and you leapt to your feet as the door cracked open. 

You were in their arms before they had a chance to shut the door, practically jumping at them the second you had registered their presence. 

“What the fuck are you doing here?” You almost shrieked as Wanda took your face in her hands. 

“I missed my baby too much” she responded, peppering kisses over your face. You giggled, the mix of shock and excitement causing your heart to pulsate.

Natasha’s arms snaked around you from behind, squeezing you close to her despite the fact that Wanda’s hold on you wasn’t going to be broken anytime soon. 

You melted into your girlfriends, tears threatening to spill. You had missed them unbearable amounts, and had to stop yourself from begging them to come and visit you the past few weeks. Everything you had wanted was right here in your arms and you were ecstatic.  

“Did you really get the weekend off?” you asked, turning to face Natasha. 

“With a little force” she whispered, lifting your chin so that her lips met your own, which you accepted happily.

You noticed Wanda’s hands begin to wander as you were pressed against Natasha and you jumped at the feeling. It had been weeks since you’d been touched like this. 

“In my dressing room?” You hissed. 

Wanda just chuckled. 

“You kept us waiting” She responded innocently.

“I don’t think I-“ You were silenced by Wanda’s mouth once again reclaiming you, biting down slightly on your bottom lip. 

“She’s been a fucking nightmare” Natasha whispers in your ear, sending a tingle down your spine. You don’t have time to collect yourself as

you feel your back collide with the wall, Nat’s grip gentle yet firm on your shoulders. 

You allow yourself to go limp, eager to comply as Wanda started to undress you. Your body was beyond tired from the constant stop start of performances you’d been giving and you almost cried in relief when Wanda’s mouth latched onto your clit. After spending so long apart, none of you had the patience to wait any longer. You jerked your body towards her, but Wanda forcefully pressed one hand against your hips, holding you somewhat still as she brought her fingers up to your entrance. 

The sensation caused your knees to weaken, and you wrapped your arms around Natasha to steady yourself, her lips connecting firmly to your neck.

 Although she initially hid it better, she’d been left equally as hungry as Wanda. 

“Fuck” you gasped, as she bit down on your pulse point, soothing it immediately with her tongue. You shuddered hard, knowing she’d have left a mark that’d be a bitch to cover, but you didn’t care enough to stop her. 

Your body turned to jelly beneath them, your soft moans growing loudly as Natasha reached under your shirt, goosebumps forming as her nails grazed the skin of your chest, eventually toying with your hardened nipples. 

From below you, Wanda could feel your legs tremble, she pushed her slender fingers deeper inside of you, relaxing the grip on your hips and allowing you to buck against her. You were very quickly approaching your climax, and you’d have been embarrassed if you weren’t so touch starved.

“You’re doing so well baby, you can come for us” She mumbled, barely moving her mouth away from your core as she spoke. You rode her fingers desperately, chasing the friction you’d been craving. She sucked down on your clit with a harder pressure, not slowing down her movements as you came undone.

You whined loudly, feeling overly sensitive from your recent high. You remained limp against the wall, steadying your breathing while Wanda removed her fingers, her tongue still slowly circling your clit, leaving you jolting slightly under her touch. Natasha placed softer kisses across your face, watching you in adoration. She had missed this so much. 

Eventually Wanda freed you from her grasp and stood to face you, smoothing down your hair as you smiled softly, your mind still in a haze. 

“Poor baby” she whispered “You look so tired.”

You nodded, blushing furiously while you struggled to find words. 

Natasha pulled away from you, her eyes still dark. 

“I hope you’re not too tired though, I still haven’t had my turn” Her voice was barely a whisper, sending a surge straight back to your lower stomach. 

You let Natasha pick you up and carry you over to the dressing room couch. As she placed you down on your back you reached up for her, noticing how she kissed you so much more gentle this time. You knew you’d never be able to leave them for this long again.

#wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff x reader #wandanat x reader #smut

[bivwifeybunny]

I here by request Foolish fluff that can allude to smut!

Maybe reader has a headache and Foolish ends stream early to comfort her and she starts feeling better and then things lead into the bedroom..

(Also may I have permission to write the smut part? Like you put out the fluff and then I give the part 2 that’s smut 👀)

My Special Girl

Pairing(s): Foolish x reader

Warning(s): Cursing, alluded smut (actual smut in the part 2 hehehe 🤭), mostly just fluff tho

A/N: RAHHH I'm finally posting a fic after.... uhhh idk but a LONG time. haha... yeah sorry about that. but HEY it's a foolish fic and that's something new. shrimpy here convinced me to start writing for him (it wasn't hard since i cant say no to shrimpy lmao) but yeah, this is a little collab I did with her. so as said in the ask, she wrote part 2 with the actual smut. I loved writing this and working with her honestly. she helped with a couple questions I had and was really patient with me (i took 11 days to finish this lol rip) so would def do again. also my first collab? im so excited for y'all to read this. anyways this is getting long, enjoy and the link for part two is at the end.

You already felt it coming on. The tension building behind your eyes and the strain forming at your temples. But you’d be cruel to deny him when he looked at you with that cute pout. So you walked off, popped an ibuprofen and came back, sitting next to him as you watched him play some Minecraft.

However, the ibuprofen was definitely not enough. Thanks to his bright ass lights, the less than cozy screaming and yelling, and the eye strain from staring at the monitors, your headache began to worsen.

“I thought Minecraft was supposed to be a relaxing game.” You groaned, eyes squinted as you struggled to keep up with the pvp he was doing.

“Maybe it could be, if Richarlyson wasn’t being such a little bITCH!” Foolish screamed, resulting in another wince from you. His fingers darted around, clicking away as he chased after the little pixelated egg.

And then came the barking.

The back and forth, screaming, barking, with the added touch of his way too bright lights and the blue light from the monitors made you groan again. You leaned your head down, your hand covering your eyes, trying to find some relief. He was so excited to show you his progress on the titan, and you promised you’d at least stay long enough to see it, but you weren’t sure how much longer you could take this.

Luckily though, most of the screaming and barking stopped when Richas made a strategic retreat and teleported away. So you were able to look back at the monitor when he called your name.

“Okay, finally. Alright, alright, look.” Foolish grinned as he warped over to his titan build and began to glide over to it. “Now, I’m obviously not completely done but I’m so close, and I only really have- No, no, nO, NO!” He whined as a creeper dropped down next to him and exploded, ruining a part of the hand.

And unfortunately for you, that note struck the wrong cord and the pounding in your head grew past your limit. “Foolish, I’m gonna go lay down, okay?” You whispered, not only because of the throbbing in your head but also so his chat wouldn’t hear. You hurried off screen, heading back into his bedroom and crawling into bed after ensuring all the lights were off. You tossed the blankets over your head and buried your face into the cool pillow, hoping it’d ease the pain.

Meanwhile, as soon as you left, the doozers were all spamming things like “what happened to ___?”, “i dont think they were feeling well”, “they had their head down earlier”, “are they okay?” and so on.

Foolish, however, didn’t even glance at chat as he hurried off of Minecraft. “I think I’m gonna call it a day, guys. Sorry this was a shorter stream than usual.” He apologized for his 3 hour stream before quickly ending.

As soon as he was sure he ended, he rushed over to his room. He frowned at the dark room and the faint outline of your body curled up under the blankets. “Baby?” He called out quietly, climbing onto the bed next to you. He leaned over, propped up on his elbow and gently drew back the blankets. “What’s wrong?”

“Head hurts.” You muttered, eyes still shut tightly, jaw clenched.

“Aw, I’m sorry, honey.” He whispered softly, turning you to face him before rubbing his thumbs over your eyebrows, a silent instruction to relax from your tense position. “Should’ve told me. I wouldn’t have asked you to come on stream if I’d known you weren’t feeling good. Did you take anything to help it?”

“Just ibuprofen but’s not working.” You answered, leaning into his touch with a soft sigh, making him smile.

“Well, here. Why don't we try a bit of this?” Foolish mumbled, pulling you on top of him. “Where does it hurt?” He asked, to which you muttered, “My temples ‘nd behind my eyes,” snuggling into his warmth. He nodded, moving his hands to your head and beginning to massage your temples gently, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

You sighed in relief, relaxing your stiff position even more as he rubbed away all the tension, humming in a soothing, soft tone. You stayed like that for a while, letting Foolish work his magic while you cuddled him close.

After a little while he kissed your head again and moved his hands away, hugging you instead. “Feel any better?”

“Mhm.”

“Good.” He smiled softly. “And I hope you know I’m going to absolutely clowned on by chat tomorrow and it’s all your fault.” He teased with a playful smirk.

“I say it’s worth it. They already get to spend way too much time with you as is. It’s about time I stole you away from them for a little while.” You laughed, lifting your head to look up at him before smirking. “But if you really want me to make it up to you, I have an idea in mind I’m sure you’d like.”

“Oh ho ho ho.” Foolish giggled excitedly, meeting you halfway when you leaned up to kiss him. “Don’t mind if I do…” He smirked into the kiss, flipping you over. “But since my baby was hurting, why don’t you let me take care of you?”

Part 2 :D by @mentallyillcrustacean

Taglist: @jordyncandy @foxilia @lacunaanonymoused @remiwastaken

Foolish taglist: none yet :)

#wifey: foolish <3 #foolish x reader #foolish x reader fluff #wifey's moots <3 #shrimpy <3

[thebluestbluewords]

Mal's video shifts in shaky, pixelated motion. She's smiling. "Eves, slow down. You're going faster than us non-nerds can follow." 

Evie's video is showing in crystal-clear Auradon City reception. She tosses her hair back over one shoulder, but she's grinning bright and cheerful like she never did back home. "Get faster, then! You're supposed to be my future lady-in-waiting, M. I'm going to need you to keep up with me once I'm queen and you're the one taking notes in all of my horribly boring meetings." 

"I'm going to be the worst lady-in-waiting ever then," Mal scoffs. "I'm not taking any notes. You can get your new nerd friends to program you dictation software, and then you'll be one of the nerds who carries a recorder in your purse all the time, and you'll have to design new purses just to fit the thing. It'll be a design challenge." 

Evie looks delighted at the thought. "I should. You're so right, it'll be much more accurate than a human note-taker, and much less awkward to fit in my purse." 

Mal's video is too choppy to see her face, but Jay knows her, and she's probably thinking through the potential liabilities of making Evie carry a recording device all the time. There's a shitload of them, but Mal's also stupid when it comes to things that make Evie happy, so they might end up getting her a recorder anyway. 

"Only if I can record stupid shit on it too," Mal's saying. "If I can't fake my own death on the official Auradon record and then show up to court and act like nothing happened the next day, I don't want it." 

"Babe, you can always fake your death with me. Le petit mort--" Evie makes a rude sort of hand gesture that maybe, probably isn't just an isle thing. Mal laughs so loud that it crackles the speakers of Jay's sort-of-shitty cell phone. 

"If you promise that I'll buy the recorder on my way home!" 

Evie's smile closes down into the flat one she uses when she's secretly mad. Or cold, or tired, or hungry. Jay's pretty practiced with reading his crew's expressions. He knows when an Evie-smile is fake. She's good at pretending everything is fine when she's not, but he's been watching her for years, and his fake-smile is better. "You're coming home? Really, babe? And here I was thinking that you're staying up in the middle of fucking nowhere until the end of the year, like you planned." 

You planned, not we planned. 

Evie's still a little bit mad about Mal's post-graduation roadtrip. 

Jay's not mad at her. He's not mad at Evie either, for being loud and annoyed about it, or Ben for being quiet and careful about enabling it, so that Evie won't be mad at him too. Mal's their leader no matter where she is. They've got cell phones and emails and the Auradon Postal Service now, so it's not like Mal's decided to fuck off and travel outside of where they can reach her. Jay's not even a little bit mad anymore, which he should maybe worry about, actually. He's supposed to be all charming and fun and connected with people, and instead of being that, he's sort of-- 

Well. 

He's sort of tired. 

And like, Jay's not stupid. He pretends sometimes, because it keeps people's expectations of him low, but he's not. He's lived with Mal since they were kids, and he's lived with Evie and Carlos almost as long, and he knows what it's like when they struggle. Mal gets mad, and Evie gets quietly, painfully self-destructive, and Carlos shuts down internally and stops making weird dangerous stuff, which is almost as dangerous as when he is actively making stuff, because half of the shit he steals from the chemistry labs will also explode if it's left untouched for too long. 

Ben just cries when he's upset, which is a lot easier to manage. 

So. Jay's not stupid, and he's well aware of what it looks like when his crew struggles, and he's also aware that they've got a whole fuckin' laundry list of acronyms listing off exactly what's wrong with them from their Auradon-appointed therapists. He's never actually read the list, because yeah, he's still slow at reading tiny text and handwritten notes, and that's what the whole fuckin' therapy files are full of, but he's heard the rundown from Evie. The short version is that they're all fucked from hell and back (home and back, Mal always says) and they're probably going to do some stupidly self-destructive shit and die before they're thirty. 

Jay's not entirely sure what stupid thing he's going to do, but he's pretty sure it's going to happen soon. 

#hey seasonal depression friends #do you want some of my depression wip??? #because that’s what I have to offer #please ask me about my codependency-college-suffering wip that doesn’t have a title yet #I would love to roll in garbage about it together

[animentality]

I'm an Astarion girlie and fandom veteran in general and I would literally rather kms than interact with the VA, that's a bridge I won't cross. The shit I (the girlies) say, he doesn't need to know, man's got enough to deal with

Listen that post was not aimed at all Astarion girlies.

Just the ones who are being parasocial.

If you bite and slobber all over astarion in your own corner, you're good. Draw weird fanart, write weird fanfiction, obsess over all the silly little fictional men all you like, it's just whenever you start being creepy with a real life person who is not your toy that it gets sooooooo weird.

Astarion fans are just such a majority, or maybe just a passionate minority, that they kind of work themselves up into a Frenzy.

They're also the ones I've noticed starting beef with other people, mostly the ascended Astarion girlies who get mad when someone points out that his spawn ending is his good ending and the ascended ending is the one where you objectify him so much that he ends up becoming what you wanted him to be, and not his true self.

Now I don't personally care about that.

Because I'm a Gortash stan and he's way worse, and he doesn't have a good ending, and he's not super redeemable. And I'm not stupid, so I won't bother debating with stupid.

But the arguments and debates, just yeah, ok, stop, calm down.

I get that you love him, but please remember he's not real and harassing real life people out of this weird loyalty to him...is super ugly.

Should not be confusing, but, real people will always matter more than your fake pixelated man.

That includes the voice actor of your fake pixelated man.

I got the tailwind of one of those Astarion hurricanes and it was enough to make me ignore the greater BG3 fandom in general.

That's why I hang out in the durgetash/Gortash corner. Much less people, and no one in here tries to argue that Gortash is actually a great guy.

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #astarion #neil newbon

[ibarkatpeoplewoofwoofbitch]

creppypasta incorrect quotes

Jeff the killer : Between Ben drowned , Eyeless jack, Liu woods, and Kagekao -- if you had to -- who would you punch?

LJ: No one! They're my friends. I wouldn't punch any of them.

Jeff the killer : Liu woods?

LJ: Yeah, but I don't know why.

Jeff the killer : We're kind of missing something guys.

Kagekao: Cohesion?

Eyeless jack: Teamwork?

Liu woods: A general sense of what we're doing?

LJ: And Ben drowned is not here.

Kagekao: Oh, and that, yeah.

Jeff the killer , rubbing their temples: I am not proud of what I am about to say, but someone get me a cigarrette.

LJ: But Jeff the killer , we don't smoke.

Jeff the killer : Cut the crap, LJ. I'm not an idiot. I know that one in five people smoke.

Jeff the killer : *points at Kagekao* One! *points at Liu woods* Two! *points at Ben drowned * Three! *points at Eyeless jack* Four! *points at LJ* Five!

Jeff the killer : Now, I am going to close my eyes, and when I open them, there better be a cigarrette between these two fingers!

Eyeless jack: *puts a cigarrette in Jeff the killer 's hand*

Jeff the killer : Thank you. ...Light?

The Squad: *all simultaneously pull out lighters*

Jeff the killer : *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat*

Liu woods: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I'd have 15 cents

Jeff the killer : If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you

Ben drowned : Actually I did the math, Liu woods would have $225, not $0.15.

Liu woods: Fam I'm right here....

Eyeless jack: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :)

Jeff the killer : while you're there could you buy me an apply juice please?

Eyeless jack: Sorry I only have a dollar

Jeff the killer : :(

Ben drowned : Hey I just realized my friend is right, Liu woods would have $22, 500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent

Eyeless jack: If I had $22, 500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice

Ben drowned : You can buy anything you want with $22, 500

LJ: Yeah and they want soda and apply juice

Ben drowned : Apply juice to what

Kagekao: Directly to the forehead

Liu woods: Great chat everyone

'Can I copy the homework?'

Jeff the killer : I can help you with it!

Liu woods: Yeah, sure.

Ben drowned : Bold of you to assume I did the homework.

Eyeless jack: lol nope.

LJ: Wait, we had homework?!?!?!

Kagekao: * Read 5: 55pm *

Liu: I was arrested for being too cool.

Jeff: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

Jeff: *lying down and crying*

Eyless jack: There, there. Why don’t you take some time off to not be around me while you’re like this?

Liu: So what are your political beliefs?

Kagekao, awkwardly trying to impress them: Well, I think Pikachu would be a lot more powerful if he had a gun.

Toby: I'm having problems with a guy...

Kagekao: Like his dead body won't fit into your trunk kind of problems, or you like him kind of problems?

Puppeteer.: Adults are the most insanely stupid people I have the displeasure of interacting with.

Liu, referring to themself and Jeff: Even us?

Puppeteer.: Especially you guys.

Jeff:

Liu:

Jeff: Petition to kick Puppeteer. out so they stop insulting us.

Liu: Seconded.

Eyless jack: Wanna hear some dark humor.

Kagekao: Yeah, I love dark humor.

Eyless jack: Alright.

Eyless jack: *Turns off the lights*

Eyless jack: Knock knock.

Kagekao: Turn the damn lights back on.

Liu: Jeff, if you don't shut up I'm going to throw myself out of the car.

*click*

Liu: DID YOU JUST TURN THE FUCKING CHILDRENS' LOCK ON?!

Kagekao: That sounds like a terrible plan.

Nina : Oh, we've had worse.

Jeff: Maybe the real monster was the friends we both literally and figuratively murdered along the way.

Eyless jack: My ultimate goal is to punch God in the eye, just to spite him one last time.

Nina : Kagekao, please calm down.

Kagekao: I asked for two large fries!

Kagekao: *dumps fries onto table*

Kagekao: But all they did was give me a MILLION FUCKING LITTLE ONES!

Nina : Fellas, I gotta know for science. Is the opposite of red green or blue?

Bloody painter: Technically a mix of green and blue?

Nina : So blurple.

Bloody painter: That's implying you're mixing blue and purple.

Nina : Would you rather have fucking bleen? MOTHERFUCKING GRUE?

Bloody painter: You were confusing before but now I'm scared.

Ben: What's worse than a heartbreak?

Bloody painter: Stepping on a cat's tail and not being able to explain that you're sorry.

Kagekao: Liu? What are you doing here?

Liu, wearing a hawaiian shirt, sunglasses and holding a gatorade: My best.

Toby, texting Jeff: Text me when you’re home safely.

Jeff: I’m home dangerously.

Toby: Stop it.

Jeff: I’m home lethally.

Kagekao: Why do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you.

Kagekao: Ask me to kill for you.

Liu: ...First of all, calm down-

Puppeteer.: We call that a traumatic experience.

Puppeteer., turning to Liu: Not a "bruh moment".

Puppeteer., turning to Jeff: Not "sadge".

Puppeteer., turning to Ben: And DEFINITELY not an "oof LMAO".

Liu: Is the plural of milf/dilf milfs/dilfs or milves/dilves?

Nina : Milfs.

Kagekao: Milf/dilf is an acronym, you can't change the spelling to milves/dilves.

Liu: Wait, they're acronyms? What do they stand for???

Jeff: Mom in late forties, dad in late fourties.

Jeff: I learned that from the movie called M.I.L.F that I saw the trailer of in theaters probably 5 to 7 years ago.

Kagekao: Mom/dad I'd Love to Fuck.

Liu: WAIT, WHAT THE FUCK—

Liu: I NEVER REALIZED IT WAS ACTUALLY HORNY!

Jeff: Oh, is it not mom in late fouries?

Nina : What? No! It isn't!

Jeff: THE MOVIE TRAILER LIED TO ME!

Kagekao: Jeff...

Jeff: THIS IS WHY I DIDN'T THINK CALLING PEOPLE MILFS WAS ALL THAT BAD BECAUSE IT STOOD FOR SOMETHING HARMLESS IT JUST HAD A SLIGHTLY SEXUAL CONNOTATION!

Kagekao: I am entirely unsurprised that this is coming from you.

Jeff: LIU, DOES IT MAKE SENSE WHY I CALLED THE DIARY OF A WIMPY KID MOM A MILF NOW BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS LITERALLY JUST A DESCRIPTOR WITH FUNNY CONNOTATION!

Liu: The word milf has been ruined for me.

Nina : THAT'S ITS DEFINITION, IT CAN'T BE RUINED THAT'S WHAT IT MEANS!

Kagekao: Y'all are dumbasses.

Eyless jack: Oh Toby, we have a visitor!

Toby: Don't tell me it's Jeff.

Eyless jack: It's Jeff.

Eyless jack: How long do you think it'll take?

Kagekao: I don’t know, three or four.

Eyless jack: Three or four what? Days? Weeks? Months?

Kagekao: Yeah, maybe five.

Eyless jack: Five what?!

Kagekao: The universe is cold and unfeeling. The only constant is chaos.

Bloody painter: Was that place out of chocolate-chip pancakes again?

Bloody painter: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off?

Eyless jack: What? No, I—

Jane: *enters room*

Bloody painter: *jaw clenches*

Liu: I think my guardian angel drinks.

Nina : Eyless jack won’t come out of their room! Jane: Just tell them I said something.

Nina : Like what?

Jane: Anything factually incorrect.

Nina , shrugging: If you say so.

Eyless jack, arriving moments later: Did you just say the sun is PLANET puppeteer:

*pretending to joke* So when are you going to go out with me?

Bloody painter : I don't know. When are you going to ask me to?

Liu: And you just ran away?!

Puppeteer: I didn't expect them to flirt back!

Bloody painter: Regular soda is too sweet!

Ben: Diet soda has a weird after taste!

Bloody painter: No! Ugh, oh my god. Diet soda is THE BEST! It doesn't have sugar! It's SPICY!

Ben: It has other weird stuff in it! I'll take REGULAR sugar in my REGULAR soda!

Bloody painter: It's SO SWEET like it's a dessert though! Diet feels more like a drink!

Ben: I'm going to physically attack you.

Bloody painter: Which is better, Eyless jack?

Eyless jack: Oh, I usually drink water!

Ben: Wha- NO!

Bloody painter: DISGUSTING!

Liu: *gets a text* Oh! It’s Bloody painter.

Ben, excitedly: Did they get me the stuff?

Liu: Yeah, they say they got you the clown costume, the power drill, and 12 gallons of blood.

Ben: Wow! Where’d they find 12 gallons of fake blood?

Liu: You wanted fake blood?

Ben:

Liu: I’ll go call Bloody painter.

Toby: The waiter at Olive Garden has been grating my cheese for 6 hours now, waiting for me to say when. Customers are screaming. Three people have died.

Toby: I will not yield.

Puppeteer., trying to impress Bloody painter: I re-initialized the entire command structure, retaining all programmed abilities but deleting the supplementary preference architecture.

Liu: They turned it off and back on again.

Jane: Forgive me Father, for I have sinny-sin-sinned.

Bloody painter: So uh, for this party and everything, do you, uh...

Puppeteer., sighing: You don't know how to dress for this, do you?

Bloody painter, panicked: WHAT IS CLOTHES???

Puppeteer.: Hello friends!

The Squad:

Puppeteer.: You might be wondering why I’m taped to the ceiling

#jonathan blake #jeffery woods #jeff the killer #helen otis #creepypasta #liu woods #homicidal liu #benjamin lawman #ben drown #laughing jack #puppeteer creepypasta #kagekao #kagekao creppypasta #nina the killer #jane the killer #jane everlasting #nina hopkins #ticci toby #eyeless jack #slenderman #sally williams #lazari swann

[teetle-time]

AO3'S DOWN QUICK POST SELF-INDULGENT CROSSOVERS INTO TUMBLR TO FILL THE VOID

I'LL START

yeah looks like it went back up while i was formatting this lmao. however i am in too deep. kirby-teetle friendship be upon ye!

Donny frowned and tapped at his keyboard. "Well, that's a bit strange."

"Whatcha talking about, Don?" Raph looked up from where he was beating the training dummy within an inch of its nonexistent life.

"I'm getting an odd energy reading on my spatial-temporal sensors," Donny said. "I set them up after we met those Turtle Power guys: just to keep an eye on the multiverse, so to speak. Don't want any other Shredders coming out of the woodwork."

"You can say that again." Raph slid his sais into his belt and strode over, leaning on the back of Donny's chair. "What're they picking up on?"

"It's…not any of the dimensions we've been to before," Donny said at length, leaning closer to his monitors in concentration. "It doesn't even look like it's got much in common with any of our dimensions at all!"

"Y'think it's dangerous?" asked Raph lowly.

"I'm not sure…" Donny's frown deepened, and his fingers flew over the keys.

On-screen, a series of long, complicated numbers flashed by before being replaced by a low-resolution video feed of-

"Donny, I think we're gonna need more pixels on that thing," Raph remarked. "It just looks like a ball."

"A ball with feet?" Donny countered. "I think all the pixels in the world couldn't change that."

The ball seemed to be tumbling uncontrollably through some kind of space between spaces, along with several other creatures of roughly the same shape and size and even more bits of wreckage and debris.

Then some kind of portal- namely, an electricity-based portal that looked immediately familiar to Donny, rather than the star-shaped portals scattered throughout the in-between space on-screen- tore itself open next to the ball and one of the other creatures-

-and a matching portal opened up just a few yards away from Donny and Raph, spitting out a spear that embedded itself in the floor.

Donny squawked, and Raph shouted, but there was nothing either of them could do to stop the two creatures from falling through the portal and landing square in the middle of the lair, mere moments before the portal slammed shut again.

Donny quickly made sure his systems were recording every possible scrap of information, then got up and ran to the two creatures on the ground. "Are you two alright?!"

"Donny, be careful-!"

The two creatures were small, only coming up a few inches above Donny's waist, but what they lacked in height, they made up for in utter roundness. The pink one made a high-pitched, woozy noise and slowly pulled their face from the ground, while their companion in what looked like a blue bandana made a frustrated 'wahwahwah' into the floor.

Donny blinked.

The pink ball creature blinked back, eyes big, blue, and curious.

"Hello there," said Donny carefully. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

The pink creature tilted their head. "Poy pyupyu payo pi?"

"I'm gonna take that as a 'no,'" Raph decided. Despite his words, Donny could see that Raph was visibly trying not to do anything that might set off the two strangers, and Donny sent off a silent 'thank you' in his direction.

The pink creature turned to look at Raph, only to jump at the sight of their companion on the ground. "Poy?! Bandi! Bandi, poyu!"

The orange creature- "Bandi"?- grumbled wordlessly before sitting upright, rubbing at their head with one nub-hand and tugging the spear free of the ground with the other. "Wada wah wah, kabi."

(How exactly was this one talking without a mouth…?)

Shoving his own curiosity aside for the time being, Donny worried at the edge of his beak, then leaned back into the pink creature's field of view. "You two came through a portal. Do you remember?"

"Popal…?" The pink one frowned thoughtfully.

"Yes, a portal. Hang on-" Donny walked back to his computer station and pulled up the recording he'd gotten of the past few minutes, setting it to play on one of his bigger screens for the strangers' benefit. "We don't really know how, but somehow, a portal opened up while you two were…wherever this is, and it sucked you through to our home."

The two creatures watched with wide eyes as the video played, then turned to each other for what seemed like a serious conversation.

Despite the fact that neither Donny nor Raph could figure out what they were saying.

"Uhhh, hey, Don…?" Raph said worriedly.

"Hm?"

Donny turned back to his live feed of wherever the two creatures had come from, only to gawk as his calculations glitched and switched to showing a new perspective.

Specifically, a perspective that showed countless more of whatever creature "Bandi" was crash-landing in some kind of abandoned suburb, completely overrun with plant life.

Donny winced in sympathy as one specific orange creature hit the ground hard enough to leave a small crater, then slowly sat up and rubbed at their head. "Ooh, that had to hurt."

"Wahwah wahwah?!" "Bandi" squawked, running up to the computer with as much of a horrified expression as they could manage without a mouth.

The pink one was quick to follow, two little nubs pressing together in front of their mouth like hands raised to stifle a gasp.

"I'm getting the feeling these two need to get back to whatever that is pronto." Raph scowled.

"I'm getting that same feeling," agreed Donny, dropping back in his chair and typing rapidly.

Mikey chose that exact moment to saunter in. "Hey, guys, me and Leo heard some funky noises from in- woah!"

The two creatures whirled around to look at him.

Mikey froze, then lit up in glee. "D'awww, these guys are adorable! Where'd you find 'em?"

"It's less that we 'found' them and more that they just sort of showed up," said Donny, still typing. "Through a dimensional portal, no less!"

"Popal!" agreed the pink creature with a serious nod.

"And it looks like they're having a bit of a bad time, too," added Raph, hooking a thumb back at Donny's display, where the crash-landing creatures had started pulling themselves together.

Donny hit the enter key with an air of finality, then stood up. "I'm getting the portal stick. These guys may be from a 'cuter' dimension than even the Turtle Power guys were, but clearly cuteness isn't everything."

"What makes you say that?" Mikey walked up to the rest of them and grinned, gesturing at "Bandi." "With a face like this, you could get away with murder!"

"Bandi" blinked up at him, seemingly unamused. "Wah."

"Well, their dimension has barely anything in common with ours," said Donny, jogging around the edge of the console. He started digging through one of its compartments before holding up the portal stick triumphantly. "Despite that fact, a portal spontaneously opened and dropped them virtually into our lap, and the few similarities my systems can find are…kind of worrying, honestly. They don't even come from any branch-offs of Turtle Prime, but the threat levels I'm getting for their dimension- they're off the charts!"

Mikey blinked, most of his levity fading. "These guys? From a scary universe? I'll believe it when I see it."

"Woah, woah, woah, back the truck up." Raph held up his hands to get Mikey to shut up, then turned to Donny. "I thought Turtle Prime was the universe everything else hinges on. That whole mess with Ch'Rell and the gritty guys kinda proved it."

"Everything else where there's ninja turtles, yes." Donny's voice was grim. "Not everything else outside the realm of ninja turtles. If Turtle Prime was the tree that all other universes like ours branch off of, then these pudgy creatures are from a completely different tree. A cute, adorable, potentially spontaneously-combusting tree that just so happened to nudge one of its branches into our own and might just do so again."

Raph swallowed, then, turning to leave the room, "…I'm getting Leo."

"Good thinking. I need time to calibrate this thing so we can make sure to jump between 'trees' with pinpoint accuracy, anyway." Donny brought the stick back to the main console and plugged a cord in the end.

"So we're going with them, then?" asked Mikey.

"Well, considering their universe might cause a dangerous reaction in ours, yes." Donny shrugged and nodded. "At least, so long as Leo agrees."

Mikey nodded, then plopped down right there on the ground and crossed his legs. "Welp, if we're gonna be hanging out for a while longer, we'll need to know each others' names! I'm Mikey! Yeah? Mi-key."

The pink creature tilted their head at Mikey, then repeated, "Mai-kee?"

"Yeah! You're getting it, little dude!" Mikey beamed. He pointed at Donny. "That's my bro, Donny!"

"Bandi" nodded thoughtfully. "Don-nee."

That got a chuckle from Donny. "Yep, that's me."

The pink one nodded energetically, then gave their chest a tap. "Payo pyu, Kaabii!"

"Kabi," said Mikey seriously.

They shook their head. "Po, Kaabii!"

"Cabby?"

"Pooo!"

Donny paused as the dimensional coordinates for each world solidified, displaying four letters and two numbers for each: TMNT-03, and KRBY-92.

He blinked, then turned to the others. "Kirby? Is that your name?"

The pink one- Kirby- immediately pointed at Donny and nodded. "Poya!"

"Huh," said Mikey.

Donny frowned thoughtfully. "What are the odds of that?"

"Bandi" giggled, then, "Bandana Dee. Wah 'Bandee.'"

Mikey snapped his fingers and pointed at them. "Bandana Dee, or 'Bandee' for short."

Bandee nodded. "Wanya!"

"My sons, what is this I hear about another incident across dimensions?"

Donny and Mikey lit up. "Master Splinter!"

Their father stepped into the main room, followed closely by Raph and Leo, though as Raph continued inside, Splinter and Leo both stopped short.

Leo blinked. "What the…?"

"Gentlemen, I would like to formally introduce our surprise visitors, Kirby and Bandana Dee." Donny stood up and gestured to each of them as he said their names. He unplugged the portal stick and stepped forward so the visitors looked his way, then gestured to the rest of his family. "Kirby, Bandee, these are my other brothers, Raph and Leo, and our father, Splinter."

Kirby watched them for a moment, then beamed and waved. "Hiii!"

Donny's eyes blew wide open, and he could see his brothers all mirror the expression, but Splinter just smiled. "Hello, little one. You are quite a ways from home, aren't you?"

"Poyu pyo paepoy," said Kirby solemnly, looking down at the ground.

"You do understand what we're saying!" Raph accused.

"Poya…?" said Kirby as if it was obvious, lifting a near-invisible eyebrow at him.

"That he does," said Splinter. "Listening through language barriers tends to be simpler than speaking through them, I've found. For example, though the details escape me, I can most certainly tell that our new friends here don't have any way of returning home on their own, which is a source of worry for both."

"Wanya…" Bandee admitted.

"Fear not, little ones," Splinter said, placing a reassuring hand on each of their heads. "My sons and I have dealt with matters of the multiverse before, and we do have a way of traversing that massive expanse. Right, Donatello?"

Donny nodded. "Right! I just finished calibrating the portal stick so we can hop between our dimensional branches, so all that's left to do now is make the jump! It won't even be a spontaneous flash, like it initially did!"

"You gonna come with us, Master Splinter?" asked Mikey, pushing himself back to his feet.

"I do not think I will come along quite yet." Splinter chuckled. "Someone must remain to let April and Casey know where you've gone and help them keep things under control here."

"Fair enough," said Donny. "Alright, everybody, let's get our first look at wherever these two were going before landing in the lair."

He, his brothers, Kirby, and Bandee all huddled up in the middle of the room, and with a deep breath, Donny lifted the portal stick and powered it on.

The light swirled and crackled from the end of what used to be the original flashlight, and after a few moments, it resolved into an image of a picturesque tropical beach.

"I've always wanted a beach vacation!" declared Mikey, immediately leaping through the portal.

"It's like he forgot about that whole 'spontaneous combustion' thing," Raph griped, following him through.

Kirby made a displeased noise, poking at Donny's side with one nubby hand and pointing at the monitor with the other, where the other creatures who'd avoided the portal to the lair were still picking themselves up- notably, not anywhere near a beach.

"This is the right dimension, I'm sure of it." Donny said firmly. "It just might be a bit of a walk to get to the others that fell through with you."

Kirby nodded, then hopped through with Bandee.

"Be careful, my sons," Splinter said. "We've let our guard down about the dangers of the multiverse before, knocked off-kilter by what we regarded to be 'silly' as we were, and it nearly cost us all dearly."

"We know, Sensei." Leo bowed, then unsheathed his swords and squared his shoulders. "Whatever's waiting on the other side, we'll be ready."

"We're the first ninja turtles this dimension collective is going to see," said Donny with a grin. "We'd better put our best foot forward."

Splinter smiled. "I know you will do excellently. Now go."

Donny met Leo's eyes, shared a nod-

-and the two of them jumped into the unknown.

#self fic #tmnt 2003 #2003 tmnt #kirby #kirby series #kirby and the forgotten land #03 #tmnt #ao3 #lmao i was looking into it the other day and despite the fact that there are like 6 massive multi-xovers feat. some form of turtles + kirby #there are NONE that are JUST turtles + kirby. at least none on pre-crash ao3. this is absolutely ridiculous and i'm having a BLAST

[zealfruity]

Clones as Incorrect Quotes 2/2 Master Post (Domino Squad Lives AU and Fives+332nd Live AU version)

Unholy mixture of random generators, unsolved/ghost files banter, and things my friends have said

Mostly just headcanons following below

A few notes for these: Tup is NB he/they. Hardcase is genderfluid. Vaughn is agender they/them. Nax is a she/her. Jesse has no idea how any of this works, someone help him. Domino Squad Lives AU has the main blue boys interact with the 212th on a more personal level, so some of these involve a mix of the two groups. Every single character is having an existential crisis in the other AU. NO CLONESHIPPING HERE!

(Domino Squad Lives Fix-It AU):

Echo: Do you take constructive criticism?

Cutup: No, only cash or credit.

Waxer: The best part of an oreo is the cookie part, not the frosting. Deal with it.

Echo: Darkness without light is an abyss. Light without darkness is blinding. You cannot have a coin with one side.

Boil: YO SOCRATES! IT'S A FUCKING COOKIE!

*Everyone is playing a board game together*

Cutup: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'.

Droidbait: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'.

Hevy: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'

Echo: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make

'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC’.

Hevy: *flips the board*

Cutup: *standing on a balcony and sneezes*

Fives: *standing on the roof* Bless you.

Cutup: God?!

Cutup: Get in loser, we're going shopping.

Droidbait: This is a McDonald's drive thru.

Nax: Arson? Oh, you mean "crime brûlée".

Wooley: I need life advice.

Cutup, sipping Gatorade and eating cookie dough: You came to the right person.

Fives: *coughs blood*

Droidbait: Don't die, Fives!

Fives: Don't tell me what to do!

Cutup: I'm not mean. Name one mean thing I've ever done.

Droidbait: When we were younger, you convinced me eggs weren't real.

Cutup: They're not.

Droidbait: Haha, very funny.

Cutup: I'm serious. Didn't you hear?

Droidbait: No... what happened?

Cutup: …Why would you fall for this again-

Shapeshifter: *transforms to look like Cutup*

Cutup: Okay, are you like BLIND? You look nothing like me. First off, I'm way taller. Secondly, I DO NOT look so sleep deprived and lastly, if you could drag comb through that hair you're like a 7 on a good day and I've been told I'm a constant 10.

Droidbait: Quitting! It's like trying, but easier.

Hevy: I like to play this game called nap roulette. I take a nap and don't set an alarm. Will it be 20 min or 4 hours? Nobody knows. It's risky and I like it.

Cutup: Hello friends!

His Squad:

Cutup: You might be wondering why I'm stuck to the ceiling

Cutup: You're mean!

Droidbait: You're meaner!

Cutup: Yeah, well, you're ugly too!

Droidbait: You're uglier!

Cutup: You're a dumbass!

Droidbait: You're a dumberass!

Cutup: You think "dumberass" is a good insult!

*Cutup and Hevy are planning to break in somewhere*

Cutup: We need to distract the guards.

Hevy: Right.

Cutup: What are we gonna do?

Hevy: I'm gonna break their elbows while you poke their eyes.

Cutup:

Hevy:

Cutup: Deal.

Nax: Hey, DB! Did you know you’re my BFFLWYLION?

Droidbait: What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Nax: Best Friend For Life Whether You Like It Or Not.

Droidbait:

Droidbait: That’s one way to say it, I guess…

Wooley: I am strong! I beat Droidbait at arm wrestling!

Hevy: Anyone can beat Droidbait at arm wrestling!

Droidbait: Hey-

*Cutup sends more than 5 messages in a row*

Hevy: I ain’t reading all that.

Hevy: I’m happy for you tho.

Hevy: Or sorry that happened.

Cutup, to Wooley: You know, Hevy can be really aggressive, so it's important to take all the necessary precautions when approaching.

Cutup: *blows airhorn at Hevy* GET FUCKED!

Hevy: *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat*

Cutup: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents.

Hevy: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you.

Jesse: Actually I did the math, Cutup would have $225, not $0.15.

Cutup: Fam I’m right here....

Wooley: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :)

Tup: while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please?

Wooley: Sorry I only have a dollar.

Tup: :(

Jesse: Hey I just realized my friend is right, Echo would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent.

Wooley: If I had $22,500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice.

Jesse: You can buy anything you want with $22,500.

Fives: Yeah and he wants soda and apply juice.

Echo: Apply juice to what.

Fives: Directly to the forehead.

Rex: Great chat everyone.

Droidbait, opening a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.

Echo: Time for plan G.

Wooley: Don’t you mean plan B?

Echo: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.

Droidbait: What about plan D?

Echo: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.

Tup: What about plan E?

Echo: I’m hoping not to use it. Cutup dies in plan E.

Boil: I like plan E.

Oddball: Are we really going to let Hevy keep Beam?

Cody: We kept Cutup.

Kix: Someone’s trying to break in. Call the cops!

Droidbait: *loads shotgun* I got this.

Kix: Last week you fell up the stairs, what do you mean-

The poor Jedi that got Cutup assigned to them after the war: I assume you realize that this kind of idiocy will not be tolerated in this Order.

Cutup: Is there any kind of idiocy you would be more comfortable with?

*At the police station*

Denal: Hi, I’m here for Domino Squad.

Corrie guard: Who’s Domino Squad?

Denal: Ah, you must be new.

Fox: What has the galaxy ever done for you?! Why would you wanna save it?!

Jesse: Cause I’m one of the idiots who lives in it!

Hevy: How does that even work?

Droidbait, mocking him: hOw dO yOu UsE a cOmPUteR aNd KnOw wHaTS GoiNg oN iT DoEsNt mAke SeNSe?!

Hevy: Your face doesn't make sense.

Cody, to Trapper: If you see Cutup, give him this message *makes a neutral face*

Cody: He’ll know what it means.

*later*

Trapper: oh, and Cody said to give you a message.

Trapper: *makes a neutral face*

Cutup: Oh no. The neutral face of displeasure.

Hairdresser: How would you like your hair cut?

Fives: Preferably with scissors, but a sword could be badass.

Longshot: If you don't stop talking, I'm going to jump out of that window.

Cutup: ...We're on the ground floor.

Longshot: I know but I want a dramatic exit.

Hevy: I have no respect for Santa. Don’t sneak in through the chimney and undermine my authority by bringing my family presents. Walk in through the front door and fight me like a man.

Denal: What do you call disobeying the law?

Domino Squad: A hobby.

Denal: *crosses his arms*

Domino Squad: That we do not engage in.

Droidbait to Tup: First rule of battle, vod’ika... don’t ever let them know where you are.

Hardcase, shooting out of frame: WHOO-HOO! I’M RIGHT HERE! I’M RIGHT HERE! YOU WANT SOME O’ ME?! YEAH YOU DO! COME ON! COME ON! AAAAAH! Whoo-hoo!

Droidbait: 'Course, there’re other schools of thought.

Hevy: Really love that airports have to specify that you're NOT allowed grenades. Like damn there go my traveling plans

Droidbait: Ideally we get down there and Cutup’s just dead. And then we can end the mission, and I can go home. Obviously very sad, thoughts and prayers, but... I don't have to go down there, then. So... *weighs options between his hands* Lose brother, don't have to go in the tunnel. I think it comes out to be a wash, to be honest, so…

Hevy, about possibly getting too beefy for the armor: Regulations won’t look as good as my thighs will so they aren't valid.

Fives+332nd Live AU (possible official titles include Bones In The Ocean AU and Resistance Leaders AU, I’m workshopping it rn)

*The squad has just arrived in a new city. Fives looks around at the wanted posters to see if he’s on any of them.*

Omega: Fives, are you a criminal?

Fives: Not here, I'm not!

Rex: Uuh, watcha got there?

Fives, with a lightsaber: A smoothie.

Fives: Damn, Tech, are you secretly cool?

Tech: Well, poker is just math, so I guess it depends on if you consider the mathematician, Carl Friedrich Gauss, cool.

Fives: I do not.

Ahsoka, texting CF99: Want to help me murder someone?

Echo: Sure who we hitting?

Ahsoka: someone who looks evil

Some guy: What am I supposed to do?

Bounty Hunter Fives: If I were you? I’d try and make peace with whatever deity, pantheon, or Divine Other you believe in.

Some guy: I’m an atheist.

Fives: Then just get ready to die I guess.

Fives: So, are you two friends?

Omega: Yes.

Crosshair: No.

Fives: Hello Crosshair, made anyone cry today?

Crosshair: Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30.

Fives: If you put a milkshake in one yard and crack open a cold one in another yard, which yard would the boys go to?

Echo: Schrödinger's boys.

Crosshair: FUCK!

Wrecker: What about cracking open a cold milkshake?

Tech: As we all know, the milkshake brings the boys to the yard. The presence of the boys is a prerequisite for the cracking open of a cold one, but cold ones do not have any inherent boy-attracting abilities. Milkshakes, however, do.

Tech: All else being equal, the boys would proceed to the milkshake yard. While it is possible to announce the presence of cold ones in the hope of attracting some boys, the pull of the milkshake is much more powerful by comparison.

Fives: ...

Echo: ...

Crosshair: ...

Wrecker: ...

Tech: Mind you, all of this nonsense hinges on whether or not the boys are back in town.

Fives: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter a.

Tech: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory.

Fives: Fuck you.

The self-taught medic with no license in the lower levels: Fives’ a 10 but that's all we know about him.

Kix: Bottling up negative emotions is bad for your health, so you shouldn't do it.

Ahsoka: I know, that's why I bottle up all my emotions, both positive and negative, so it cancels out.

Kix: Th-that's not how that works-

Fives, to the BB: The real secret to immortality? Not dying. You want to be immortal? Okay, that’s easy. Just don’t die. That’s it. Refuse to die. There you go.

Tech: But how-

Fives, ignoring him: “But how”, you may ask. Well, easy. Just don’t do it. Refuse to. Say “no thanks”.

Echo: *nods sagely*

All of them: If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down.

Fives: FIGHT ME, YOU NERD ASS SLUT!

Tech: At least try to sound slightly more sophisticated when you threaten someone.

Fives: Oh, I'm sorry. I should ask; dost thou want to engage in a duel, my good bitch?

Tech: Somehow that's worse.

Rex: Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?

Crosshair: If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.

Hunter: Didn't you die?

Fives: That was months ago, dude. Things change.

Omega: A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and killed it.

Omega: And I started thinking.

Omega: Like, it was just trying to get food.

Omega: What if I went to the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck?

Hunter: Are you ok?

Jesse 5 months into Resistance work: You know I think my life has value.

Wrecker: Who are you and what have you done with Jesse?!

Fives: I'm so sad woa woa womp womp.

Echo: I am tired of fighting my own demons, give me physical ones.

Fives, months into being on the run: I’d kill to go absolutely ham on a dexter-grade hamburgussy.

Echo: Nothing wrong with a little government overthrowing in the sake of friendship.

Wrecker: Aw you little reg guy.

Dogma: Shut up do not call me that.

Omega: Gentleman ori’vod.

Dogma: Stop I am a STRANGER who is RUDE!

Echo after Fives tells him that he tried to assassinate Palpatine: Yeah I think fighting the Chancellor’s a pretty good way to get labeled a traitor.

#incorrect quotes #silly #tcw #au #tcw aus #clone wars #star wars #tbb #bad batch #tbb au

[rad-ramenkingles]

Kinko Revamp Process

Wanted to try something slightly different with this post, call it a little behind the scenes process.

As you all know, I am Ramenking…

I make pixels, and I have done for a good long while, and today to lead up to my next Blurry Boy post, I want to show you a little bit of what my process has been for these revamps. Let's start with Kinko, as he is the first to have been revealed.

So when it comes to Kinkotsuman, out of the whole group I did. He is a character I mainly like for the uniqueness of his look, and the specific body type on him. As a character he is abit of a… Iffy guy for me. Just I'm not the biggest fan of trash Dad’s, like Kinko just falls right into that category full stop guys. Poor Bone Cold. 😔

All that said when approaching him it was quite an interesting task, as he is actually one of only 8 characters from the Kinnikuman franchise I've been spriting since I started in this little pixel square field. I did start other characters but they always were forever WIP stuff. All of those works though are long gone, probably on an old laptop somewhere in a storage room. That said, I at least have Kinko here looking nice and rough.

This period of spriting for myself wasn't the best one looking back on it. Majority of my work was more akin to sloppy edits and recolours trying to fit into a style I had little to no skill at all in. That being said it was still fun to actually make pixels for the first time, so it drove me to further dabble.

That nicely leads us to 2011 Kinko next to 2011 Kinnikuman…

Kinkotsuman and others get a face lift, or just get made for the first time in some cases. What's a bit neat about the Kinkotsuman Pixel of 2011, this sprite was initially a revamp made by an old forum buddy of mine (with heavy tweaks after made by myself). I had a mighty struggle with his head, my brain just couldn't get it and his could, the hair as well I kept having a problem with and Poof all of these issues were non existent, to him. What I really liked about this Kinko compared to the 2009 attempt was the body type actually got closer to what I envisioned. (Still a bit too tall though, and wide to a degree though)

See I've never been a massive fan of slightly buff Kinko as a norm. Not saying it couldn't make for an interesting growth of the character body wise throughout the series. Just in my head, he is Skull and Bones guy, and that type of person shouldn't have to much meat on his bones. All that said I do enjoy me a good character evolution over time chart. Might do one for all the Kinniku Characters like I did this quick mock up of Kinnikuman one day.

Onto now… When I approached Kinko this time, I wanted to try and strike a balance between the newer look Yude does for him, his first appearance look, and the anime look.

So I had examples of all three works as I went to it. I took the 2011 sprite and stripped off the colors and from there I readjusted placements of black lines inside the framework, and trimmed the framework down where I saw fit aswell. Then I laid back in some of the flat Colors across it all when I was happy with my framework. Then came the first run of shades. I take a look, see how I feel, then I will make adjustments where I see fit in different ways, just to get across the “Feel of the Character” that I want to achieve with this sprite.

Aside - |{When I say “Feel of the Character”, I am meaning I want whatever I do, however complex or simplistic it is with my pixels. I want someone to look at that, and the drawn character and be like “Oh yeah, I see it. That's them.” Like I'm not after getting every detail 100% perfect, really if you are working in pixels as small as I am. You flat out can't be. But what I want to do, is get that feel of them across as best as I can. Sometimes that means sacrificing certain elements (You will see that in some sprites to come), other times it means really emphasizing sometimes a single aspect of the sprite. It's a fun little challenge every time, sprite by sprite I have to play with. By no means though am I a master at this pixel thing, nor do I want to disparage others who have a different approach. This is just how I prefer to do it.}|

Next once I got the sprite down, I threw up my faceset. Used my WIP Kinnikuman as a base to make edits to find Kinko in the pixels. I chipped away, and remolded bit by bit until. Poof. I got my faceset I was happy with. (Which I was so happy with, it made me not too happy with the sprite so I actually later went back and made yet a last adjustment after the initial posting. Whoops!)

With all that done, I quickly did up a little I'll call it a “Pixel Showcase”. Gathered some old GameBoy text assets for the lettering, and just free handed some shapes and lines to put Kinko and his Face on display for you all. As the last “Showcase” background I realized was a bit busy for the eyes, and you kind of can't appreciate the sprites on display in it. I still very much like it though, so maybe I'll do something with it later on.

And that is all peeples. My behind the scenes Esque thing, to somewhat build interest for the next Blur Boy coming. (Which will come hopefully soon, if work doesn't beat me down too much before) Hope you all enjoyed this, if it's liked enough I might try doing more in the future as it's nice to almost get my process down for all to understand the approach from sprite to sprite, and for my own benefit as well as most of these ideas and practices aren't written but just in my head.

Until the next Blurry Boy post, I gotta rest my fingers now. Seeyah…

Ramen Out!

#Kinnikuman #Kinkotsuman #Yudetamago #PixelArt #Fanart #Shonen #PixelProcess #Breakdown #KinnikuPixels

[piracytheorist]

Okay I gotta admit it, I logged in today just to check my notifications and messages because I was curious. Seems like cold turkey isn't something I can do, but I feel like I've found things to occupy the time I'm not spending on tumblr anymore, so I feel distancing myself from the site is possible. Not having the app on my phone anymore helps.

Anyway, I took a quick look on twitter today, and while I didn't see any sxf spoilers, I did see a post about a thematic week that I won't be able to take part in, not even as an audience, because it will be centered around stuff I haven't seen yet.

And damn me, I want to read further into the story so bad. It's been almost six full months since the last episode aired, and I'm finding myself wondering what is happening next based on the vague spoilers I've gotten. And there's at least three and a half more months left. I just know, I know it, that I will enjoy the story three times as much seeing it animated - and like, if I'm truly honest, my main drawback from manga reading isn't that it's not animated, or acted, or even coloured. It's that my way of reading it is not how it's intended to be read. Like, if I could have the chapters printed out for me, that would be ideal. Like:

Reading the story like this? Feeling the pages in my hands, seeing the wide and two-page panels in all their glory? Terrific. Perfect. 10/10.

Reading it like this? Having to scroll up and down for long panels, zoom in for small speech bubbles and out for wide panels, pixels getting distorted based on how zoomed in I am? No, thank you, immersion go bye bye. If I had a vertical monitor I probably could have worked it out, but I don't have a vertical monitor nor can I afford one right now.

And you'll tell me, well, a lot of further chapters are available in the next volumes. And I'll say, I'll probably work only for half of July, my contract ends after that, and in August I may need to move out to a different city so I won't even be able to get a steady job that won't work me to the bone. And I'm on a tight budget, so even the forty euros (being generous here, cause volume 10 isn't easily available to me yet so 10 euros for it is a generous offer) I would spend on the next four volumes are money I cannot afford right now. Plus, I know they don't reach to the current chapters so I would still have a ton of spoilers to avoid.

I don't know why I'm explaining all this lmao. I just feel like I don't want people to think I'm an anime snob. Because by god with every week I feel my resolve break. If I actually make it to October without having read one single manga chapter it will be a miracle. It's such a weird challenge I'm putting myself through, I don't even know if y'all can understand it. It's not like it's a challenge I can "win", or a challenge I can award myself for passing. Maybe a bit of venting can help, idk. It's not like I'm asking for recognition or pity or something, I am aware of how weird my choice may seem. I just had some feelings and thought, "well, fuck, what do I have my tumblr blog for".

Idk. I just feel like I love this story so much and in such a way that I also want to properly enjoy it. If I lived in Japan and spoke the language, you know I'd be running to whatever stores sell the magazine where the new chapters are posted in every two weeks and sit outside the very store and read the new chapter before even getting back home (wait, are individual chapters even printed out in Shonen Jump? I'm not sure I've understood the whole thing completely). But since that isn't happening, my choices are a) waiting for a long time and not interacting with fans, but enjoying the story animated, with colour, voice acting, soundtrack and on wide screen (and yeah yeah it's an adaptation not the original but listen it's a good adaptation and this is why it's drawn me in) and b) getting the full story and interacting with fans now but seeing the story in broken-down panels and messed up pixels, while having to fix the zoom-in and -out on every page. And I know me. I know choice a will make me immersed in the story, while choice b will just give me the details of the story. Maybe I am a snob after all, idk. I'm not making any effort to explain or apologize for myself. I'm just venting, lol. It's been weird and lonely and IT'S BEEN TOO LONG AND OCTOBER IS TOO FAR AWAY T_T

Anyway. Been doing good other than that. I will probably revert to logging out every day in order to try and keep my distance from the site, but coming back every other day or so. We'll see. I have a few messages to respond to (and a few more spoiler-free manga panels to react to! yay!) so I'll get to those today.

#nette speaks #wow that was a vent lol

[schwender-exe]

Yet somehow further devlog #6

Ahoy all, it's around that time of the month again where I show off what I've been working on! While, this time I don't quite have a game ready to be shown, I do want to show some tools and scripts I've been working on in the meanwhile in preparation for a game genre I want to try and tackle.

#1 Dialogue scripts!

Since my on/off break at the start of the month, I've been reworking an old dialogue tool I've made starting way back when I was still working in Love2D. Originally, it was hastily put together, not quite understanding the full scope of how it all worked, but hey, it ran. Since then, I've ported it over to Godot and been making major improvements, taking some notes from my event system script (a script which lets you queue "events" to run in a specified order, waiting for each event to be completely finished running before continuing to the next one.) to make it its own thing!

Since the original Love2D version of the script, I've always wanted to reproduce something I saw from a tweet (which I can't find anymore, of course), which showed the in-house 'dialogue script' reader which was easy to write/read and even color coded on top of that which made it even easier to read! I remember being so inspired by that original tweet that, well, after all this time I can say I finally made something practically on par with it! here's a little snippet as an example:

This doesn't show the full scope of what I created, with ~17 keywords total, some of which having different effects depending on sub-keywords, eg. "money add 100" or "money remove 100", etc.

While it's not modular enough for me to 'pack it and ship it' out for the masses (trust me, I'd have to make a lot of changes for it to properly work more modularly and fit into others' projects), but I'm proud of what I created nonetheless.

#2 Point and click buttons

I've messed around with a point and click style game for a while, but never really got far into it because I always like things working a very specific way, and one thing I could never get working how I want them to is buttons. Specifically, the ones Godot has by default. They do their job, but at the end of the day it doesn't fit exactly what I want out of them, especially for a project like this. So I set out to code my own buttons, heavily based off and using what Godot have already set up.

Behold! ...Yeah, I know it's not much to look at, but it was hard! I swear! I mean, check this out:

I fit in a few different mouse detection types (think of it like the button's hitbox), and different ways the button will react on hovering over it! I know, I know. probably not very exciting, but it was fun to program together and get working! There's a lot more on the back-end, specifically with that mysterious "Hover Name ID", which I can set to be 'undiscovered' (like in the screenshot) if it's a location on a map, or maybe you want to have an area locked off and hidden until you progress through the story a certain amount? Perhaps the name of a character changes until a sudden twist?! all easily done with a line or two of code rather than having to wrestle the code down and change it to work a specific way.

#3 Put it together and you have yourself a Visual Novel

Yeah, that's right. I'm working on a visual novel! Hah! Well, that is as soon as I'm able to get what I deem a fun and exciting story and manage to get it out of production and available for everyone to play. Now, some might say "why not use an engine/framework that's already out there and built for visual novels so you don't have to do all this work? Like Ren'py?" and to that I say... fair point. However, I've always loved writing some of the backend scripts, even if they aren't the most pretty. They get things done the way I want them to, which means I can work more efficiently and have fun making scripts and whatnot along the way.

I know this isn't exactly the most exciting for anyone who's used to seeing me post cute pixels and miles of progress, but something's clearly up with me lately and until I get to the bottom of it I'll have to inch forward with my progress and show what I've achieved, even if it's not the most exciting.

tl;dr I made some nice backend tools which allow me to more quickly work on some fun project(s) in future, hopefully.

As always, for anyone who would like further knowledge, feel free to ask! And to all those who read this far, thank you!

#gamedev #godot engine #pixelart #pixel aesthetic #pixel #art #indiedev #gaming #artists on tumblr #devlog

[dragonsalt]

(long rant incoming)

Maybe it's stupid that I even care about it and just because it's a different blog doesn't mean people will suddenly agree with me, but over on smr (and just on fr in general tbh) the hate towards dragon and item flipping is so........disheartening. I hate that it's treated as a bad, not-valid playstyle, even though if that was the case, staff would discourage it more. I hate that I feel like I even have to clarify that, obviously, I mean good faith flipping, I'm not defending people who scam newbies for dragons to flip or whatever. I hate that most people seem to just paint good faith and bad faith flipping with the same brush and call it a day.

Anyway I get it, alright, I get that selling a dragon and seeing it flipped instead of going to a "loving home" is perhaps a bummer if you weren't expecting it, but that's where it should end!! Not your dragon anymore, time to move on! But nah, it's treated as a perfectly legit basis to block that person and complain on a salt blog about them. Like how about instead you consider that if you still care so much about that dragon, why did you sell it? Why is it any of your business at all that the new owner is trying to make some profit off of it? You got the money you asked for, if you feel like you should have asked for more, ask for more next time. It's really not very haha funny or original anymore to go to a salt blog to be all like "lol good luck selling that dragon at that price looool" about it. Don't sell if you're not happy with the dragon's potential fate. And don't tell me that you don't really care; if you didn't care, you wouldn't waste time posting about it on a salt blog.

And flipping items, especially MP items, is also considered such a crime. And yeah it's annoying to have to pay more for an item if you want it right away because MP is not stocking it, of course it is. But it's treated like some kind of moral failing for the flippers, and often compared to irl scalping! It's treated like staff never intended for MP flipping to be a thing and that the flippers are a genuinely bad, anomalous group of players who need to be chased out. It's treated like MP items sold on the AH with marked up prices actually belong rightfully to the players who "need" them right at this moment, for their precious uwu projects, and that flippers are evil for daring to try and make fake money off of that "need". They're being blamed when the limited, random stock in MP is the real problem, but I guess it's easier to point fingers when the target is a person. I swear someone on smr even said something about MP flippers needing to burn or something equally bad, and then tried to double down when told that it was too far. Like how can they believe they're "better" than the flippers they hate so much?

And honestly, respect to flippers, I rarely see them complaining about the backlash they get from butthurt users. Compared to the amount of crying from people who hate flippers, the flippers themselves almost never say anything and continue on doing what they do. I guess it takes a strong ass mind to use flipping as a source of income, because if you're easily affected by people getting mad at you, you wouldn't last long. Like me lmao. I'm sure many of you who hate flipping are thrilled to hear that I tried for a while, but stopped because of the way I was treated over it. :/

Genuinely it feels like everyone can happily agree that "if an item or dragon isn't on your account, and it wasn't stolen from you through some bad faith method, then you don't get to decide what happens to it", until flipping becomes a topic. Then suddenly it's okay to get mad over pixels that aren't yours. The dragon you sold isn't yours. The item that someone bought from the MP to resell on the AH isn't yours and never was. "Speaking out" against flipping is just thinly veiled entitlement. And yet, saying that is like talking to a brick wall and probably forever will be like that. Well. At least I got to shout at a brick wall about it for a bit

#vent #salt #ask #long post

[violetfoxviolarose]

Some funny N.E.R.D.S Incorrect Quotes I Generated Last Night

Ruby: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis.

Heathcliff: You're like 15 years old

Ruby: I MIGHT DIE AT 30!

...

Jackson: Here's some advice

Mindy: I didn't ask for any

Jackson: Too bad. I'm stuck here with my thoughts and you're the only one who talks to me

...

Duncan: We need to get through this locked door. Flinch, give me your credit card.

Flinch: Here.

Duncan, pocketing it: Thanks. Matilda, kick down the door.

...

Jackson: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Duncan will and will not eat.

Flinch: Grass? Yes!

Jackson: Moss? Yes!!

Flinch: Leaves? Ohh, yes!

Jackson: Shoelaces? Strange but true!

Flinch: Worms? Sometimes!

Jackson: Rocks? Usually nah.

Flinch: Twigs? Usually!

Jackson: Matilda's cooking? Inconclusive!

Ruby: How did you… test this?

Jackson: You just hand him stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if he eats it, he eats it.

Ruby: ... I don’t know how to feel about this.

Matilda: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

...

Matilda: *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat*

Jackson: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents

Matilda: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you

Ruby: Actually I did the math, Jackson would have $225, not $0.15.

Jackson: Fam I’m right here....

Flinch: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :)

Duncan: while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please?

Flinch: Sorry I only have a dollar

Duncan: :(

Ruby: Hey I just realized my friend is right, Jackson would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent

Flinch: If I had $22,500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice

Ruby: You can buy anything you want with $22,500

Matilda: Yeah and he wants soda and apply juice

Ruby: Apply juice to what

Heathcliff: Directly to the forehead

Jackson: Great chat everyone

...

Heathcliff: I'm a reverse necromancer.

Ruby: Isn't that just killing people?

Heathcliff: Ah, technicality.

...

Heathcliff: What is your biggest weakness?

Ruby: I can be uncooperative.

Heathcliff: Okay, can you give me an example?

Ruby: No.

...

Duncan: What does 'take out' mean?

Flinch: Food.

Jackson: Dating

Heathcliff: Murder

Matilda: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.

...

Duncan: Flinch and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us

Jackson: *Sighing* What did Flinch do?

Duncan: He chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...

Flinch: Who wants a steering wheel?

...

Jackson: *Screams*

Flinch: *Screams louder to assert dominance*

Heathcliff: Should we do something?!

Duncan, observing: No, I want to see who wins this.

...

Mindy: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Ruby: Wasn't Matilda with you?

Matilda: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.

...

Duncan: Croissants: dropped

Jackson: Road: works ahead

Mindy: BBQ sauce: on my titties

Flinch: Shavacado: fre

Matilda: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead

Ruby:

Ruby, grumpy: I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.

...

Duncan: Good morning.

Jackson: Good morning.

Heathcliff: Good morning.

Flinch: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit.

Matilda: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS

...

Matilda: Fuck.

Ruby: We've got to work on your cursing.

Matilda: Why? I'm pretty good at cursing already.

...

Jackson: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Matilda's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get her out...

...

Jackson: Ruby isn’t answering her phone

Heathcliff: I’ll call

Jackson: Flinch and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-

Ruby: Hello?

...

Jackson: Rules are made to be broken.

Ruby: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.

Flinch: Uh, piñatas.

Heathcliff: Glow sticks.

Matilda: Karate boards.

Duncan: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.

Jackson: Rules.

Ruby:

#N.E.R.D.S #n.e.r.d.s #duncan dewey #matilda choi #jackson jones #julio escala #ruby peet #heathcliff hodges #the hyena #incorrect quotes #for whatever reason the nerds all work really well in incorrect quotes

[bereft-of-frogs]

shower thoughts/tales from tiktok time:

so there's this tiktok going around where this girl essentially says all forms of printing and binding fanfiction is illegal. (Renegade Publishing has already weighed in on this.) Which like, I think she's half right. I think there's a cohort of fanfiction readers that really need the fear of God put in them because they're acting really flippantly about the fact that fanfiction survives by existing in a legal grey area, and so yeah those people who are using commercial presses or printing and binding to distribute, or adding fanfiction works to Goodreads need to be told 'hey, this is illegal and you're putting all of this work in danger.'

but I think where she goes wrong is she takes it one step farther and whenever someone asks about personally printing, like from your own printer in your house, instead of being like 'yeah that's not what I'm referring to' she doubles down and keeps just saying, "yes, that is as illegal as the commercial press people, but I guess if you're just doing it in your house no one would know about it so whatever."

and I just...can't figure out her logic behind that. Where somehow the act of printing is somehow more illegal than the existence of fanfiction in general, in the digital space. Because the correct answer, as far as I (non-lawyer) can figure, if you're printing from a personal printer and binding it for personal reading, not distributing it, it is at most equally illegal? Like the creation of the fanfiction in the first place would be the thing that's in violation of the IP, there's nothing inherent in the act of printing that could be more illegal than its existence?

It kind of made me laugh a little at the philosophical question of it all. Because like...the only difference between a piece of fanfiction on the browser of your computer and as a printed piece is the physical existence of ink on paper. And what does this lead to? Are my notebooks where I write first drafts of scenes more illegal than the snippets I sometimes post to tumblr? What about people who print out their WIPs to do physical edits? What is it about the physicality of printed fanfiction that somehow transforms it into something more illegal in this tiktokker's eyes than when it exists as pixels and code?

anyway, some of that last paragraph is me sort of taking her words to an unfair extreme, it's just kind of funny. I think she's both saying something that a lot of people on the TikTok fan community needs to hear - stop using commercial binding services, full stop - but she's also fearmongering a bit and making people think that they're putting fanfiction in an equal amount of danger from IP crackdowns just because they've printed out the latest chapter of their favorite WIP from their HP Deskjet on A4 to read for themselves.

I also think this is a kind of funny generational divide because everyone I know that's my age who's been in fandom for a while has printed fanfiction out before for personal use and thought nothing of it. Because back when I first got into fandom, there were no smartphones, and oh my god what if your family was dragging you to your grandparents' house for the weekend and they don't have a desktop computer but alas, the fic you've been following just updated! what else are you going to do but send it to your home printer and sit there for half an hour watching it print one line of ink at a time with an ungodly screeching sound (and then weeks later you get yelled at because WHY ARE WE OUT OF BLACK INK AGAIN? DO YOU KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE PRINTER INK IS? WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL THE PAPER???).

anyway. I really do want to get into bookbinding someday, but my problem is most of the online tutorials are for hardcovers and I really prefer paperbacks. I've found a couple tutorials for paperbacks though, so maybe someday! If anyone has any others feel free to send them along. ;-)

#tales from tiktok

[misscaptainbear]

A while back I wrote a blog on how I'd make a soulslike using retro hardware, I'm gonna repost it here :D

Yeah, so the twitter post where I first explained my idea was my most liked/shared post by like a factor of ten. Since there was so much interest, I figured I might as well make a mockup in Unity. Look what you made me do. 

Here’s a link to the build, and the controls are detailed on that page too. For the full effect, I’d also recommend using JoyToKey or a similar program to convert controller inputs to key presses, because I was too lazy to implement key rebinding for a mockup. See the itch.io page for suggested bindings.

Also, if you (yes, you!) want to continue this work, the zip file for the build also contains inspiration art, models, game data, and source code. It’s low polish code and almost nothing is systemic, but maybe it’s a springboard for someone who wants to push this project farther. I’d love to see it. The work that I have the rights to (i.e. everything except the inspirational art) is hereby released in the public domain.

Findings

Animation

The first and most noteworthy thing I’ve discovered while implementing is that there were more animations than I anticipated. Like, I figured there’d be a lot, and there were more than that. As of right now, there are 532 player sprites, each at 100x100 pixels, giving us roughly 6.4 mb of sprite data. (assuming indexed image format and smartly cropping fully alpha 8x8 blocks)

Bruh

One of the things we could to further shrink these is to run-length compress them, and also reuse tiles. I considered writing a python script to go over all 8x8 tiles within all sprites, and saving them in a massive lookup table. Then, it would go through all sprites again, replacing the tiles in the sprite with any similar tiles. This would mean, say, the thigh tile from one animation might be the cloak in a different frame if the pixel colors and shapes were sufficiently similar. However, I decided not to because it doesn’t actually have any savings on modern hardware, only on tile based renderers.

I could have also hand deleted specific entire frames of animations and reused similar enough ones - just by eye - but I also wanted to include all of the animations in the data that I distributed, just for the sake of it all being there for anyone who might need it, for whatever reason. I think these techniques might get the total data down to 50-60%, but that still means a ton of data just for the main characters sprites. 

I could also cut the animations in half by simply making the character designs so that the left-facing animations can be reused for the right-facing animations, but I felt that put a lot of constraints on enemy design and combat readability, so I didn’t pursue that either.

Turns out tons of animation variants work better on skinned 3D models (which is why I’m pitching my next souls game on the Nintendo 64. Hit me up Bandai Namco!) I chose to do one player model with no costume changes and just a boring sword. Any variants like clothing, weapons, or equipping a shield would have completely blown the animation data budget.

Framerate

You’ll also notice the game runs by default at a low framerate, 15 frames per second (The quality can be changed with the - and + keys during runtime if it causes discomfort). I did this for two reasons. One, it made the animations, which run at a consistent 10 frames per second, feel much more in line with the sprite movement and the camera rotation. Plus, it might accurately simulate the game running on actual hardware; making the game run a quarter at SNES framerate might be required for the “high-fidelity graphics” on show here. (Who knows if the hardware would actually allow that without awful artifacts though, ha). But throttling framerate is a tried and true tactic for better visuals. 

Environment

Another thing that surprised me is the amount of reuse on environment assets I was able to get. I was ready to put together a bunch of textures for the walls and floors, but I finished up what I wanted to achieve and found I’d only used 20 64x64 textures. I think the real game would benefit by focusing on unique tilesets to give each zone or level a special feel, and I think that’d be within the budget of a real game.

Environment took about 20 textures total

I also quickly abandoned the differing-heights-of-walls idea I talked about in the first blogpost. The requirements of the way walls are rendered described in the post made certain arrangements of walls impossible, and those were kind of the only level designs I wanted to use. That’s confusing, here’s some drawings to explain what I mean. Basically, having shorter walls in front making a visually tiered level with hedges that obscure the walls behind them just isn’t possible using that technique.

The rendering technique causes gaps where there would be walls behind walls.

While we’re on the topic of environment, I guess I skipped over the way we’d have to z-sort sprites to allow walls to layer correctly over them, and for sprites to draw back to front. That’d be a performance issue too probably. 

Palette and Rendering

One of the big wins I had was the palette I set up, I felt it was super moody and conveyed the tone I was going for. It felt muddy and sad and tired. It had pops of blues and greens, but even then they muted and melancholy. To achieve this look, there were three mechanisms here. First, all the sprites and environment textures were palletized to those colors. Then, in-game, I used a fog effect to fade the world to black. Finally, a post processing shader took any pixels outside the gamut and palletized the final game render, so every pixel displayed is within that palette.

The palletization is most noticeable in gradients, where it slightly changes the tone of colors. In a cool retro way, I think.

To create the sprites, I was kind of forced to do it by rendering 3d models (blender files included in the data!). This was due to time and money. As mentioned previously, I would have loved to dress up in costumes and downscale, pixelate, and rotoscope real pictures, but that costs stuff. Also, I’m sure hand-pixelled sprites would absolutely look more appealing, but like I said above, there were just so many animation sprites. The upside to hand authoring is you can have more control of implied movement during animation, and therefore probably fewer frames. All said, I don’t dislike the rendered results, it has a bit of a Diablo 2 look to it, but I wish I had been able to experiment with different techniques, mostly for fun.

I remember loving to see these render breakdowns in gaming magazines and websites back in the day

I think if I had lower-resolution-better-looking sprites, fewer animations using the techniques described above, and designing levels so as to not have to  z-sort sprites, it just might be able to run on SNES. Just maybe. A commenter mentioned it might actually run on GBA, and I could see it being possible. Shoutout to the most impressive 3D gba game ever.

One final design note I liked: The ducking mechanic was inspired by Super Mario World. I felt that was a nice homage, and there wasn’t enough buttons for more soulslike interactions like parrying, so it felt like it was a good choice with some mechanical depth with the limited inputs I had available. And, this game being simpler is alright by me - we are theoretically in the realm of before King’s Field. 

Summary

So there it is. I said I didn’t have time to implement it, and I did anyway. This is all your fault.

But for real, I really enjoyed tinkering with this, and I’d love to see anything that gets made out of this idea. Hoped you enjoyed reading this!

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Maroon and Snow on the Beach for the ask game 👀👀👀

Hey girl! Sliding in my asks on main, I see 👀 I think you've managed to ask me the two questions that I don't really really have an answer for haha. So, forgive me if what I say in reply is a bit shit The post

Maroon: What would you like your legacy to be? Firstly, affectionately, fuck you for asking this question 😂 Gosh, I've been asked this before by a shitty tutor (he was shitty for reasons that don't involve this question) and I think my answer was something wanky like "I want to be known for being someone who always tried, even despite the hardships they faced along the way". Which is cute, and ten years ago, I genuinely meant that, and I still do, obviously. I had big plans for myself when I was a kid, whereas now, I feel like I just want the basics: to be loved, to bring a smile to someone's face when they're thinking about me, and to be considered and cherished. I want my legacy (ugh, that seems like such a cheesy word) to be that I was accepted and loved, and people loved me because of who I am as a person, and I made people feel loved, accepted and cherished in return. Snow of the Beach: What's something weird that you found beautiful? I've already given an answer to this here. But I want to give you a different answer. The first thing that came to mind was marriage, but you already know what I think about that, so there's little point repeating myself. There are many things I find weird: bigotry, banks, governments, slugs, slim, dating, jobs, social media- Okay, that's my answer: social media. Social media is so. fucking. weird. Humans took their fundamental need for connection and interaction and condescend it down to pixels. That's weird! It seems super unhealthy and dangerous; it makes rich people richer, and it allows dangerous ideologies to fester and grow in the darkened corners. But it also allows like-minded kind people to congregate and become friends, even if they don't know each other's real names, or have never seen their faces. They're able to create beautiful connections with people from all over the world, with vastly different life experiences. Like, I was thinking about you the other day and I was processing that despite you and I growing up on different continents, and leading pretty different lives, we are (I think) very similar people (in our personalities and interests). We have that hive mind. I think it's wild that because of a TV show and people flocking to Tumblr to share their love for it, I've been able to get to know so many beautiful people. So, yeah, on the surface that's pretty weird b u t I think it's so fucking wonderful! (and I'm so thankful)

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