The visual design of Bloodborne is highly dependent on its use of lighting… cool and warm lights are used in constant contrast through levels, especially in exterior environments. This is achieved through intelligent use of the environment- fires and lanterns to create warm “hotspots” that guide the player, and wide stretches of road filled with water to reflect cool “coldspots” that reinforce the hotspots and give the player’s eyes a rest. 

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y'all: game developers need to but more lgbt characters in their games! and more poc lgbt characters! and more poc!

dream daddy: *has loving fathers, a trans father, a fat father that loves his daughter and is treated like a normal human being, has lgbt men of color that love their children*

y'all: no that’s wrong because this datamined cut content cult ending is the true ending and this game is pure evil and you all should feel bad for purchasing it and playing it


Game of Thrones Season 7: Weeks Ahead Comic Con Preview (HBO)

Hey guys!

As always, we’d like to first thank everyone for the support! Counting in PayPal pledges, we’re only like S$400 away from our first stretch goal on Kickstarter! Let’s do this, guys!

In between nervously and obsessively refreshing the Kickstarter page (just kidding… maybe…?), we’ve gotten more work done for the game this week. Here is our weekly update:

There isn’t as much pretty new art to show this weekend, since the work for character art this week is just expressions and outfits for the 2nd poses, which are the same as the 1st pose’s, so they aren’t exciting to show. Therefore, we’d like to show a short video of the game to show off some of the new programming progress! Currently, each of the new outfits and poses are being slowly coded in, and here is how they will look and be used in the game:

Pretty nice, huh? Hopefully, varying between two poses as they speak will bring the characters to life even more! :)


Also, just a quick reminder: the art livestream by our character / CG artist, Greenace, is tomorrow, in basically 26-ish hours from now. It will start at 9:45 - 10am GMT +8 on Picarto. So come join us on the stream tomorrow! You can catch a sneak peek of the new backer-designed character (as part of the US$500 tier rewards) and possibly win a giveaway of a chibi Seth!

Thank you everyone!

anonymous asked:

Zip-lock - LIT. The lyrics suggest a situation in the relationship that I think it's interesting to explore! Kagami needs a second chance, he doesn't want to lose his love of his life. Thanks!

One of my favorite bands from when I was in high school so this was definitely a fun throw back for me! I hope you enjoy!

Zip-lock – by LIT – Kagami

“Kagami-kun,” Kuroko pants, their run having almost done him in this time, “why wasn’t y/n-chan at the game last week?”

The red head grunts an unintelligible answer that sounds something like you being busy but his best friend knows he’s not telling the whole story.

“That can’t just be it, she’s always at every game, no matter how busy she is, so what’s really going on?”

“Why do you even care?” Kagami snaps, rubbing his face roughly with a towel, throwing it in the dirty bin and picking up his basketball.

Kuroko sighs. “Because she’s the best thing to ever happen to you and you’re going to blow it if you don’t start paying attention.” His voice is calm and quiet but his eyes are hard; he’s serious.

Kagami doesn’t reply to Kuroko’s observation. Damn him and his perceptiveness. It’s not like Kagami doesn’t know he’s been screwing up left and right. He just doesn’t know how to balance everything he’s responsible for in his life right now. Ever since winning the Winter Cup, he’s been working even harder because he knows the defending Seirin’s title is going to be ten times more difficult than earning it; the remaining Generation of Miracles are going to be out for blood. Not to mention, they’ve all better assimilated into their respective teams (save perhaps for Aomine) which means their weaknesses will be harder to exploit.

Thoughts consumed with strategy and skill improvement and struggling to stay on top of his grades, he’s allowed the relationship he shares with you to fall by the way side. It was subtle, a canceled date here and there, no time to get together after practice, at least not properly. The two of you usually ended up studying together after which he would collapse in bed, barely conscious to your leaving.

I’ve been stealing

Time where I can get it from

I’ve been losing

Grip on what I used to hold

As he leaves the gym he sees you standing a bit away talking to Furihata, his fellow second year blushing slightly as you giggle at something he said. Insecurity floods Kagami’s body like poison. He knows it’s stupid, you’ve become a friend to all the guys which is one of the many things Kagami appreciates about you. Team play had never really matter that much to him before coming to Seirin and the fact that his girlfriend gets along with all his teammates is amazing.

You’ve even helped make some of their meals during training camp so they aren’t afflicted by Riko’s cooking.  

He watches longer, the curve of your smile, the lilt in your laugh, a light in your eyes he hasn’t seen in many weeks. Just what the hell is someone like him doing with someone like you anyway? Kuroko is right, you’re the best thing to ever happen to him, but now he has to ask: is he the best for you?

I don’t want you

To be better off without me

“Y/N,” he calls and you look up. You don’t exactly lose your smile but it definitely diminishes slightly.

You finish up your conversation with the point guard, he turning to wave goodbye to both you and Kagami.

As you approach, the ace really looks at you. You look slightly worn down, eyes half closed with dark circles under them. Even the pallor of your skin has changed, falling a little paler than he remembers.

I’ve been watching you

Sleeping with a troubled look

I’m sure your bad dreams

Are probably all about me

Looking up, you’re about to ask if he’s ready to go when Kagami drops his bag and ball, letting the latter roll away to wherever it may as he wraps his arms around your waist and hoists you up against his body. Your startled exclamation is silenced by Kagami’s lips on yours. Normally not one for PDA, his cheeks burn in the knowledge that Furihata is in full view of this moment but he doesn’t care; you’re too important to care about that.

When you part, he meets your eyes, grunting out, “I know I haven’t been the best boyfriend and I can’t even lie and say I’ve been trying all that hard.” He cards his fingers your through hair, “But I don’t want to lose you.”

Your silence and averted gaze is proof enough to him that he’s hit the nail on the head; you were thinking about leaving him. Not that he could blame you but he isn’t going to give up that easily.

“I…I really love you,” he confesses, “I just…help me?”

If I could get another chance

I’d put it in a ziploc bag

And keep it in my pocket

Keep it in my pocket

Keep it in my pocket

Tell me

When I start to blow it would you

Show me

What I need to do before you

Hate me

I could never live with that so

Tell me

Before you’re better off without me

After a moment’s consideration, you nod, leaning in to kiss him again. He hugs you tighter, squeezing every ounce of adoration and love he can into his hold. Your hand against his chest, he’s sure you can feel the dredges of fear flow out in favor of relief that you’ve consented to give his sorry ass one more chance to prove himself and he has no intention of letting you down again.

tags: @rock-n-magick 

R is for Raoul

Category: 007 Games 2017

- for Angst week, prompt table 004 fill; capture and helplessness.

Setting: Canon divergence, pre-Skyfall.

Warning: Angst. Torture. Rape/non-con. Hurt!Q. Hurt!R. A probable squick that’s possibly a spoiler so - please scroll right down to the end of the cut for full list of warnings including the possible spoiler.

Thank you @10kiaoi and @sunaddicted for beta-reading this, and @spiritofcamelot, @opalescentgold , @jaimistoryteller for the sprints and tips. This 3k+ one-shot took horrendously long to type I’m so glad it’s done (at the end of angst week too).


R is for Raoul 


Do not wait for that silver lining… It’s not coming. 

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Maybe I’m missing something, but if we presume a 40-hour work week, there are roughly 24,900 working hours in a year. So if someone is working 15 to 30 fewer hours, out of nearly 25,000 … how is that significant or meaningful in any way at all? I read the article, and according to this study, men between age 21 and 31 play 3.4 hours of video games a week (FILTHY CASUALS) while they watch roughly 17 hours of TV … but nobody is writing stories about TV killing the workforce.

I’m so confused by what this article is supposed to mean. It really feels like a headline in search of a story.

TYPES AS FRIENDS (based on my experience, im INFP)

> best friend™
> every infp deserve their own infj
> actually L I S T E N and U N D E R S T A N D
> will also read your shitty stories
> looks like they could kill you but are actually cinnamon rolls
> you never know what are they doing right now, like are they looking over their siblings? are they murdering people? they will never tell you and at this point you are too afraid to ask

> bitch face™ but actually pretty sensitive inside
> writer buddy™
> kinky as fuck
> hidden nerds and fangirls
> kinda judgmental
> have their life together, or at least REALLY LOOK LIKE THEY DO?
> “so I’ve read this fanfic where.. ”

> looks like a cinnamon roll and is a cinnamon roll
> 100% pure innocence
> sensitive as fuck (don’t yell at them)
> hurt inside
> anime nerd
> likes cute things
> graphic designer
> worried about you
> very loyal

> necessary human being
> light of my life
> always drunk and kissing guys at parties
> always so full of energy
> favourtie person
> s m i l e

> mom friend
> worried about you
> will bring you food and notes
> always helps your introverted ass
> very emotionally unstable (at least 5 mood swings per second)
> their feelings controll them so much???
> always says that they will organize everything and end up stressed and overhelmed

> sends you memes
> on 9gag 24/7
> actuall cinnamon roll with the face of a serial killer
> you are afraid to hug them but when you do the world is a better place
> owes like 5 pairs of Nike Jordans and treats them like their children

> smart and awesome
> kinda sad
> best student
> look at you like they judge you but it’s not true (but maybe they do anyway)
> mature and organized

> that white guy™ style
> like they are so funny and annoying at the same time, so awfully annoying
> doesn’t really get anything i say
> good at sports
> will send you outdated normie memes

> 0 scial skills
> probably from the different dimension
> what are they doing? what are they thinking? ??
> you show them a game and check on them a week later and they are like 50+ lvls stronger than you
> same goes for tv shows
> pretty innocent
> just allow them to patronize you, or they will get hurt
> either Fashion Icons or completly random clothing, no in-beetween

> cool kid
> not that cool tho, just another copy of the copy
> with the “cool” squad in the middle school
> afraid to be seen as weird
> remember all the embarrassing things you did
> actually pretty funny
> dumb and intelligent at the same time

Don’t take it personally, lol

Some Strings Attached

Ugh so there was a post going around that I’ve now long since misplaced but it was like “I just saw you go upstairs with someone else and I know we’re only fuck buddies but I’m gonna go punch them in the face” and I was HERE FOR IT. If somebody remembers the post, link me. In the meantime, have some Sterek getting together fluff.

“Just tell Derek you want to date him,” Scott says, as if it’s the simplest thing in the world.

Stiles bugs his eyes and flails his hands in wordless frustration, because the correct response to this patently ludicrous advice eludes him. He had come for sympathy, not pie-in-the-sky delusions. “Scott. Bro,” he finally gasps. “How could you even suggest that in good faith? No way! Bad plan!” He slashes his arms in a demonstrative X. “The only reason we’re even hooking up is that I made it super clear I was down to fuck, no strings attached! I’m not ruining a good thing by announcing to Derek Hale that I’m 85% in love with him.”

“Why?” Scott genuinely seems confused, the sweet summer child. After falling into a happy triad with Allison and Isaac after their first semester at UCLA, he doesn’t really understand the definition of “unrequited.”

Stiles turns his attention to a hanging thread on his t-shirt, sourly tugging it loose. “He’s out of my league. I mean, with the baseball, and the smarts, and the sarcasm, and those eyes…” he breaks off with a sigh. The last thing he needs to do is remind himself of how gone he is on Derek. “Just, he’s popular. Dictionary definition of too cool for school. And the three people he actually deigns to hang out with here are all just as cool and good looking as he is. Do I need to remind you I’m not? I’m a gawky, nerdy Sophomore. I’m lucky to even be his fuck-buddy.”

Scott makes a face, incredulous. “I dunno, he must like you well enough if he’s still sleeping with you after all this time. What’s it been, six months? And you guys hang out, too, you’re always telling me about how easy it is to chat with him after you bone. So it’s not just sex.”

Stiles grimaces. “Yeah, but it’s not…”

“… a real relationship,” Derek says into the phone, hearing full well the heavy dejection in his voice. So sue him; the admission is more than a little depressing. “He just wants to be fuck buddies.”

“How do you know?” Laura asks reasonably. “Maybe this Stiles person would be interested in dating you, too. No offence, but you’re not great at reading people. I mean, he’s interested in chilling with you even after you hook up, and clearly he enjoys the physical aspect. Did he actually ever say he wasn’t looking for more?”

Derek heaves a sigh, rolling his eyes even though she can’t see over the phone. “Yep. About two minutes after the first time we slept together he said, ‘no strings attached, obviously.’ So, you know, pretty safe bet that it’s no strings attached.”

“Oh,” Laura says. For once she doesn’t have a snappy comeback.

“Oh,” Derek agrees. Dejectedly.

She gives him a sympathetic little hum, and then asks, “and he’ll definitely be at the sorority barbecue?”

“Yeah.” Stiles and his broad shoulders and his long fingers are definitely going to be at the party.

“Maybe you shouldn’t go,” his sister says softly. “If you really like him, and he’s just looking to get laid…”

Derek groans. Not go, and give up a chance to hook up with Stiles? Smart, maybe, but not something he’s capable of doing.

The problem is, he’s liked Stiles forever. Or at least since he first saw him, laughing uproariously and running around with his friends with an actually broom between his legs, playing “Quidditch.” Derek would have been way too embarrassed to do something like that on the front lawn, but Stiles made it seem like the most effortlessly awesome thing a person could get up to.

No, compared to Stiles, Derek is practically a social recluse, an awkward jock with only about three people who he gets along with at all. Stiles definitely doesn’t want to get saddled with a boyfriend like him. He’s lucky they’re even hooking up after all this time.

“Derek, I mean it,” Laura says. “Look out for yourself for once.”

“I know, I know,” Derek grumbles. “But it’s not my fault he’s…”

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