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Sense8 | You Want a War?

I have an idea.

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The Hand Hold™ + other things

sorry it looks like i filmed it with a potato.

So the new BioWare game… exists?

It’s funny, I guess they’ve been burned by overselling their products so many times they’ve just stopped actually saying what they are.

I’ve been thinking about this since that Kotaku article about how Andromeda fell on its face. I feel like one of BioWare’s biggest issues is their inability to figure out who they are, and the lack of confidence to stand by it. One of their biggest flaws over ME’s lifespan has been the almost neurotic over-reaction to fan complaints. It’s in their entire history. Don’t like the elevator load screens? Replaced with even more boring generic graphic load screens! Economy and inventory system a bit badly designed? Get rid of all inventory! FemShep’s run isn’t ‘feminine’ (????) enough? Give her a laughably exaggerated hip-sway!

You look at a franchise like Uncharted, and see a dev who decided what they were about and stuck to it, and did it well. And granted, their gameplay didn’t exactly chart (hoho) new waters. But that didn’t matter because they decided what kind of game they wanted and they made four of them. And they weren’t flawless games, either. But they stuck to their damned guns and as a result they have a quadrology story that will be well-regarded for a long time. Meanwhile, CDR spent a lot of effort on creating an amazingly powerful cutscene animator engine for the Witcher games, and the result was a third game packed with character moments that will also stand the test of time.

Dragon Age has fared a little bit better over the years because if its pedigree as a fantasy RPG. It was able to cling to gameplay conventions that ultimately gave the whole franchise an underlying direction, even when they were having trouble finding a good line to walk between story and open world.

Mass Effect, on the other hand, spent ten years… flailing. It bleeds out of that Kotaku article. Their grasp of what made ME special was apparently so weak they spent the majority of Andromeda’s five year dev cycle on vaporware. They’re still desperate to please both the hardcore shooter set and the RPGers, for some reason. They crammed in an MP no one asked for, which, despite in itself being a decent little game, had strong and IMO negative blowback into the single player game. (I would forgive the MP if it didn’t affect SP development, but it did. A LOT.) 

I can’t help but think BioWare spends a lot of time apologizing for being a storytelling dev. It’s almost embarrassed by the notion that a lot of people play for the characters and relationships rather than the video game mechanics. Its biggest problem is a decade-long identity crisis it can’t seem to resolve. And the result is Andromeda, where the strengths we know and love are grossly underserved by a mishmash of problems that evolved out of trying to be everything to everyone and never deciding who they actually are.

I’m honestly kind of tired of it. We’ll see if this new franchise manages to stake out an identity, and, I don’t know, stand up for it.

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The new momcat and babies are So Good, so pure, so floof

hamilshame  asked:

In a way I can't return - kakasaku

For the The way you say “I love you” prompt meme.

These are all going to be ridiculous by the way. Because these children are all ridiculous.


“Kakashi,” Sakura demands, “how drunk were you?”

Kakashi runs a hand through his hair. “Really drunk.”

“Obviously.” She stabs him in the chest with two fingers.

“Ow!”

Sakura rolls her eyes but stops trying to poke at it. “Infant. I know for a fact that you’ve had worse injuries than me poking a brand new tattoo. Hells, I’ve inflicted worse injuries on you.”

“Sakura-chan,” Kakashi moans, “you’re so cruel to this old man.”

She rolls her eyes again.

“Here I am, making a romantic gesture, and you mock my pain.”

“This is supposed to be romantic?” Sakura asks, gesturing at his chest.

And, yeah, to be fair, it’s very pretty. Almost too pretty for the sharp planes of him: all achingly lovely lines and a blush of pink bleeding across the petals.

And, yeah, okay. He got a cluster of sakura blossoms tattooed over his heart. It’s romantic.

He still deserves to be mocked.

“Isn’t it?” Kakashi asks.

She thought that the flowers were a pretty pink, but the blush blooming on his cheeks and down his neck, down lower still, is even prettier.

Sakura wants to put her mouth on it.

“Depends,” she says, “on whether you think it’s still a good idea.”

Kakashi shrugs, deliberately artless, but he can’t look her in the eye. “You’re”–he coughs–”you’re inscribed on my soul regardless.”

Oh.

Oh.

Sakura pulls him down and kisses him breathless, takes his terrible, lovely, vulnerable words into her mouth and holds them there, safe, where they can’t be snatched away by a stray breeze.

Oh.

Kakashi tugs her in closer with his hands on her hips.

She wants to fall into him and never leave.

“I love you,” he gasps when they finally wrench away to breathe.

She’ll never let him take it back.

(He’ll never want to.)

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“Yeah,” she whispers to him later, wrapped up together in their bed. “It’s romantic.”

She bares her teeth in a wild grin.

“I love you,” she tells him.

His smile is soft and sweet and shy. And it is hers.

He’s hers, forever.

A Little Closer

Author: @sebastianstandoffish

Pairing: Reader (She/Her) x Bucky Barnes

Summary: Sequel to A Personal Connection 

Word Count: 4k+

Category: SMUT DIRTY SMUT

Warnings: Cursing (per usual), pretty explicit smut (18+ you guys c’mon)

A/N: I’m so so sorry this took so long! I was struggling between pulling this one out of a very reluctant brain and writing some other stuff, but I hope you like it all the same!


After 72 years of ice and abstinence, Bucky worried his skills in the bedroom might’ve been a little rusty.

When (Y/N) had challenged him to just about the sexiest competition in the history of everything, he’d been absolutely floored. He’d thought about that girl for months: what he’d do to her, what he’d let her do to him (it was a little obsessive if he was honest with himself.) So, as she’d looked at him with darkened eyes and a wicked smile on her lips, he should’ve felt ecstatic, ready to haul her ashes right then and there. Instead, he’d floundered, blurting out the name of a diner a few blocks from the Tower and insisting they go right then.

Two weeks and the best six dates of his entire, excessively long life later, he was preparing to finally take the next step.

Maybe it was how much he’d grown to like (Y/N) and the fear that he would disappoint her, or how much time had passed since the last time he’d knocked a girl’s socks off, but he was freaking out. He felt like such a baby, whining and not doing backflips up and down the hallway at the opportunity to have sex with such a beautiful, kind girl.

He was probably going to hurl as soon as her saw her.

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So it is late and smack in the middle of the week but I just really need a moment to ああああ あ あ あ あ あ あ Natsume Yuujinchou Roku was such a satisfying watch! Here! Just take all my feels!!!  The OP and ED songs were spot on for mood, and when they hit the high notes I just …. *clutches chest*…. 

This season was an especially good watch for me because I wasn’t following many new shows, so I made time to re-watch Seasons 1 to 5 and catch up with the later chapters of the manga. That was a lot of old feels over the years I thought had mellowed out but no, no. In the words of Celine Dion it’s all coming back to me now.  So many things I want to speculate about the current season (Grandpa Natsume?!), the stuff I noticed only during the re-watch ( the kids have been stuck in Second Year for a LOT of seasons! Also Sasada has stopped stalking Natsume everywhere he goes!)  and the old things that I once thought about before (Natsume and that pink shirt he keeps wearing for the first two seasons! Did he accidentally wash all his shirts with the reds when he first moved in? Did he have no new clothes? Is that why?! ) So many feels, so little time!  

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Dialogue prompt: "Hushed exclamation of wonder!" "What?" "I said, hushed exclamation of wonder."

HAHAHA oh my god hold on, I got this.

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“She tried to drink from the fountain in the quad,” Keisha says as soon as she enters the room. Her hair is sticking wildly out of her braids and there’s a certain desperation in her eyes that’s become rather common the past few days. “Again.”

The three other students gathered in the empty classroom, huddled over coffee cups and half-filled notebooks, groan.

“I’ll add it to the board,” Abir says. There are deep bags under his eyes and he’s got the most coffee cups piled up in front of his chair. He hauls himself out of his seat and to the front of the room. He uncaps the dry erase marker and writes Drinking from fountain to the bottom, right under BROCCOLI AND WHIPPED CREAM ARE NOT HUMAN FOODS.

It’s a long, long list.

“Maybe,” Catherine says carefully, “we should tell her. I think she’d be more aware if she knew we knew. You know?”

“Fuck off,” Gio says. “I’ve been awake for way too long to make sense of that shit.” He puts his hand back down on the table, seemingly uncaring of the coffee puddle his hair falls into.

“She’s worked so hard though,” Keisha says, dropping down into an empty chair. “She’s getting better, really. She doesn’t do the stalker-stare as much anymore!”

“Yes she does,” Gio says, not lifting his head. “She just does it when you’re not looking. Still creepy.”

“I think Catherine is right,” Abir says, dragging himself back to his chair. “She thinks she’s blending in because we haven’t said anything. The suits almost saw her scuttle up that big pine tree yesterday. That doesn’t exactly scream human.”

“Exactly,” Catherine says, slapping the table. “If she knows we know then we can give her more obvious pointers! And stop her from giving herself away to the Men in Black.”

“We don’t know they’re the Men in Black,” Keisha says. “Maybe they really are auditing the university.”

The four friends stare at each other, Gio deigning to lift his head, for a long moment. Then they all burst out laughing.

“Oh my god,” Abir says, wiping tears from under his eyes. “I asked them about their geiger counters. They told me they were calculators.”

Catherine slaps the table again. “Ha ha, holy shit. That beats when they followed me and Georgiana into the ceramics room for some records.”

“I think my favorite part might be their fake ass badges,” Gio says. “I googled an IRS badge and they don’t look anything alike.”

“They’re so bad at their cover,” Keisha says, “it’s sad.”

“They might actually be worse at pretending than Georgiana is,” Gio says, “and she’s, you know.” He raises his eyebrows. “Not from around here.”

That sets them all off again. And if the laughter, at one point, becomes somewhat closer to crying than laughing, no one mentions it.

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i can’t keep my post-canon puzzleshipping headcanons to myself any longer so y’ALL GONNA HAVE TO DEAL WITH THEM

warning: some of these will get kind of nsfw. and then some more.

ok, ready? here we go!

  • after Yugi and Atem kiss for the first time (which Yugi initiates), Atem falls in love with kissing Yugi. it’s his favorite thing to do. he just loves kissing Yugi so much, he always (unconsciously) chases after Yugi’s mouth and Yugi thinks it’s the most adorable thing ever
  • seriously, Atem melts every time he kisses Yugi and he becomes this mushy, sappy dork who can’t stop telling Yugi how much he loves him and Yugi blushes and grins and just kisses him again because if he tried to speak, he’d probably choke on tears, they love each other so much
  • Atem usually leans his head against Yugi’s shoulder whenever he needs comfort of some kind. specially during what they think of as “bad days.” days where Atem can’t stop remembering some of the worst things he did after Yugi solved the puzzle and those memories haunt him and he’s so ashamed and so Yugi wraps his arms around him and kisses his hair and grounds him and it’s not perfect and it doesn’t erase Atem’s memories but at least it makes them go away long enough for him to breathe again
  • Atem finds every and any excuse to hold Yugi’s hand. Yugi has told him he doesn’t need any excuse to hold his hand (’cause he still gets butterflies every time Atem’s fingers wrap around his), but at this point Atem just comes up with silly excuses to make Yugi laugh
  • whenever they have tickle wars (which is not that often, but when they happen, they’re epic), they always end up on the floor, laughing their heads off

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Break-up Novella.

PART FOUR: IT’S JUST GOING TO TAKE SOME TIME.

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE |

I’m not 100% on this specific part of the Break-Up Novella bit I felt like I needed a filler part in between Parts 3 and 5. I promise you, Part 5 will be filled and it’ll be better and we’ll see their relationship really get better. There may or may not be a cheeky smut scene at the end, as well as the cutest scene I think I’ve ever written in my life. 

I’m really iffy on this part, so, I apologise in the horrendous flow. I really tried to work through it, I can promise you, haha. Chances are, I will come back to this a really re-do it to fit the novella properly. I lost all inspiration for this section and I’m so unsure as to why. I think I’ve just been SO excited to write the final part because I hate it when the missus and Harry fight because I just love them and I’m rooting for them SO hard… :(((

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angelfacehobi  asked:

BTS reaction to their s/o waking up in a fright from a nightmare (and consequently waking them up too)

omfomf thank you so much for requesting! this is my first time writing one of these and I sort of took it in a different direction, so I really hope you like it!

Jin     

    Weak whimpers filled Jin’s sleep induced head, rustling accompanying the terrified noise. His tired and aching body told him to fall back to sleep, but when you woke up with a loud gasp, sitting forward, he was wide awake. He sat up.

    “(Y/N),” he whispered, “(Y/N), everything alright?”

    You turned to look at him and his heart shattered. Taking in your terrified eyes, your sweat covered body, hearing your short breaths, Jin felt his throat constrict as well. He stared at you, until it clicked that you were too terrified to do anything. Your body shook and you stared at him helplessly and Jin finally reached out.

     Grabbing one of your hands and brushing away a strand of hair, Jin kissed your temple.

     “Everything is going to be okay,” he reassured.

     You two sat like that for a couple of minutes until Jin felt his eyes droop once more. Dragging him with you, you fell back into the mattress, where he hugged you tightly.

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Yoongi

    Your eyes flew open and you shot forward, funky shadows filling your sight.

    Your shaky breathing and hammering heart filled the silence.

    Unbeknownst to you, the sudden movements woke up Yoongi. He peeked through his eyes to see your shadow curled up into a ball.

    Tired and aching from the day’s practice, Yoongi didn’t move from his spot, but he shifted just enough to reach out and grab your hand, squeezing it.

   His grip didn’t loosen until you nestled back by his side again, where he sleepily nuzzled closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

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Hoseok

    Hoseok woke up to excess heat by his chest that wasn’t there before. You were unconsciously shifting closer to him, repeatedly shouting out strangled “no!” Hoseok didn’t want to wake you up but then your fits got violent. You thrashed about, your shouts increasing in volume.

    “(Y/N),” Hoseok tried, latching onto your shoulders. “(Y/N). Wake up.”

    “Stop! No! Stop it!”

    “(Y/N)!” Hoseok called, shaking you slightly.

    His voice cut through your dream, everything suddenly stopping. Heart hammering, you finally woke up from the nightmare and Hoseok filled your vision.

    The feel of his warm hands gripping your shoulders, his bedhead– you took in all of Hoseok and you started tearing up as his worried eyes searched your face.

    His expression immediately changed, softening and letting out a quiet “aw.”

    With that tiny expression, it made your chest tighten and you felt your lips quivering. Hobi smiled softly and reached out.

    “Shhh shhh,” Hoseok shushed, pulling you into a hug and stroking your hair. “There there, it’s over now, you don’t have to worry. I’m right here for you.”  

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Namjoon

    A shout escaped your lips and you were wide awake, your heart thudding in your chest.

    Namjoon heard the shout and immediately sat up, frantically looking around. His sleepy eyes finally landed on your curled up form and he blurted, “Is everything alright?”

    You flinched at his loud voice and he noticed, quickly falling back into bed with you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close.

    “I’m sorry, that was loud,” he apologized. “You just had me worried.”

    You couldn’t reply, the nightmare replaying in your head.

    “Everything okay?”

    “Nightmare,” you shakily whispered.

    He sighed and closed his eyes, moving closer so your foreheads were touching. Little did he know that his peaceful face calmed you down, you just staring at his face.

     “Well, everything is okay now,” he whispered, his breath tickling your nose. “I’m here, you won’t get hurt.”

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Jimin

    Your head rang as blood quickly rushing to your head when you sat up. You groaned, clutching it to stop the ache and took deep breaths to calm your erratically beating heart.

     “(Y/N)?” a sleepy voice called out to you.

     Slowly, you turned around, catching Jimin running his hand through his hair, sitting up.

     You opened your mouth to say something but the memories of the the nightmare rushed through your mind again and panic rose in your chest.

     Sensing the sudden panic, Jimin reached out to cup your face in his hands to pull you closer to him. His thumb rubbed against your cheek.

     Looking deep into your eyes, he said, “Whatever it was, you’re awake now. Nothing will hurt you. I’m here. Take a deep breath. I love you jagi. You’re going to be okay.”

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Taehyung

    Taehyung woke up to cold air as the shared blanket was yanked from him, leaving him exposed. Your strangled shouts caused panic to rise up and he was fully awake, only for you to hit him in your violent thrashing. The blanket was caught underneath him and you tossed and turned, eventually pulling the both of you off the bed. Flailing, Tae quickly shifted so that he hurt you in the least possible way when you hit the floor.

    You finally woke when pain shot through your back, your limbs tangled in the blanket and you found yourself staring up at a worried Taehyung. His bangs covered his eyes, casting shadows across his face.

     Tears immediately pricked your eyes and Tae sat up, pulling you with him. Using the blanket, he wrapped it around your head and tugged you closer to him, kissing your nose. Then your cheek. Then your temple. And then pretty much the rest of your face.

    “It’s over now, (Y/N),” he reassured before pecking your quivering lips. “Everything is okay.”

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Jungkook

    Whimpers escaped your lips and you tossed and turned, constantly hitting Jungkook in the process. Jungkook stirred but didn’t fully realize the situation until you screamed. He bolted upright, his head whipping over to look at you, still thrashing in your sleep.

    “(Y/N),” Jungkook called. “(Y/N)!” You continued to flail, so he reached out and grabbed your arms, squeezing them. His grip pulled you from the nightmare, and you shot forward, nearly colliding heads with Jungkook.

    You took in his sleepy form but a shadow behind him caught you eyes and the nightmare flooded into your thought again, nearly losing sight of what was right in front of you.

    Jungkook opened his mouth to say something reassuring, but the moment he saw your face contorting back into fright, he immediately starting rubbing your arms, softly saying you name, flashing a reassuring smile, and brought you closer to him, trying to keep you in reality. Resting his head into the crook of your neck and fully wrapping his arms around you, he repeated that everything was alright. 

     You stared ahead, feeling his warm embrace and the hot tears in your eyes, but not fully being present.

     But once you finally calmed down and returned his embrace, he lied back down, softly singing “Butterfly,” as that was the first song that popped up in his mind.

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