While I am glad that the controversy around Lootboxes and monetization of games was FINALLY brought to the attention of the mainstream audience, I think the fact that most people still think of video games as “childish hobbies” are the reason why gaming companies thought they could get away with these predatory business practices in the first place.
Think about it, the majority of mainstream audiences didn’t care what went on in their kid’s video games. And they really didn’t care about adults who played games either because they saw gamers as ‘losers’ whose opinions really didn’t matter in ‘the real world’ and dismissed their concerns outright. And because mainstream audiences considered video games as 'a childish hobby’ EA and other gaming companies used it as cover to get away with exploiting gamers.
So thank Star Wars, your overwhelming popularity finally showed mainstream audiences the bullshit that goes on in Video games.
anybody else feel like an absurd amount of foreboding for 2018 like 2016 sucked my soul out 2017 put my corpse into a really fast car i couldn’t control and i feel like 2018 is The Arrival At The Gates Of Satan
Partner and I have been rewatching The Two Towers for the first time in a long time.
anyway, one thing that has always been weird for me is Eomer giving Hasufel and Arod to random strangers, just like that. Just giving them away, two horses, to a trio of foreign travelers he just met and had suspected of being spies.
like. what? This is Rohan. Horses are the thing you value above all else, I don’t care if their riders are dead, even if their riders don’t have actual heirs somewhere to whom ownership would pass (or Rohirric inheritance law works differently and ownership has somehow defaulted to their éored’s commander, IDK), you’re still a calvary force planning to see a lot more battle in the near future, chances are high you’re going to end up with horseless riders who’ll need them.
this time I actually processed the fact, though, that Eomer believes they’ve inadvertantly killed two innocents, prisoners of the orcs, the beloved companions of these travelers.
pros of emotionally complex villains: generally more interesting to read/watch about than “blah im evil and thats all there is to it” villains, they feel less out of place especially if the hero(s) are also emotionally complex, can also benefit to explain their motives
cons of emotionally complex villains: the fandom almost always characterizes them as a sad misunderstood uwu baby whos just trying their best
PSA: if your grown ass man is too scared to accidentally brush up against a wrapped tampon, it’s time to find a new man. Your period is natural and shouldn’t freak him out. #RemoveTheStigma #PrettyLittlePSA
So, I am supposed to be working on a chapter of a story and an angsty oneshot. But this fluffy drabble had to be written. It just had to. ——–
“Draco, we need to talk.” Lucius told his son firmly as he
and Narcissa walked into the room.
Go ahead.” Came the little three-year-old’s distracted voice.
rolled his eyes before stepping behind his son and peering down. “What in heaven’s
name is that?”
had Narcissa circling the table and looking at her son’s face. His tongue was
peeking out of his lips, eyes were narrowed in concentration while brows
were furrowed and he seemed to be drawing something
on a spare piece of parchment. She blinked uncertainly at the pure disaster of
scribbles that were everywhere. If it
wasn’t supposed to be a ball of rubbish, she honestly had no idea what her son
was attempting to draw.
Dobby. Can’t you tell?” Draco looked up with a wobbly lip and sad eyes as he
pointed across the room to the house elf. As if the thought of it not looking
like Dobby was a disaster.
over for the first time and noted that the elf was in an odd pose with an apple
balancing on his forehead.
arched brows, Dobby hurried to explain. “Master Draco asked Dobby to be his
that so?” Lucius drawled with a heavy sigh. “Draco, you can’t order Dobby to
play with you.”
was not Lucius’ strong suit. He looked to the ceiling briefly before shaking
his head. “We will have this conversation at a later date. There are more
important things to discuss.”
hummed a little before looking up with wide eyes. “Am I in twouble? If so,
Dobby did it.”
surprised noise emitted from the elf and Narcissa couldn’t help but laugh
lightly. “No, you aren’t in trouble and don’t blame Dobby for things he didn’t do.”
Draco apologized as he looked down at his hands.
Lucius corrected. For some reason, pronouncing R’s were hard for his son.
brows were pinched in confusion. “That’s what I said.”
you said—” Lucius paused as he decided to let it go. “Nevermind. What I have
been trying to tell you is that we
have come to discuss a pureblood tradition with you.”
had Draco’s expression souring. “No thanks.”
covered her mouth as she tried muffling her laughter. Salazar, she loved her
The hard tone of his voice had his son straightening up and giving him a
serious look. Finally.
you come of age, you will be drawn into a marriage contract. This is something
that most purebloods do and it is a standing tradition of the Malfoy family.”
Lucius shot is wife a look when she crossed her arms. He knew that she didn’t
agree and wanted Draco to find his own spouse but that wasn’t the plan.
blinked rapidly. “You want to run that by me again?”
asked me to mawwy him today! I said I would if he let me have his pudding. He
who pray tell is Hawwy?” Lucius shuddered at the pronunciation.
is my best fwriend. He has pwetty eyes and he said I do too! We are mawried.”
smirked at her husband. “You hear that? He’s already married. Looks like that
marriage contract is moot.”
you can’t possibly—”
stood up rapidly, holding out her hand for her son to take. “I can and I will. You
want to explain to your son why he can’t marry his best friend? Because if so,
you can deal with the aftermath.”
looked between them rapidly. “But…” His eyes filled with tears. “We alweady
mawried.” The sniffle he released had Lucius closing his eyes. “Tomorrow’s the
anni- anniver-” He scrunched up his nose as he looked to Narcissa for help.
She offered picking him up and holding him close.
nodded rapidly as he wiped his eyes. “Yes. I want to give him a gift.”
smiled softly. “How about we go see if we can have one of the house elves cook
him something. What kind of desserts does he like?”
watched his wife and son walk out of the room with a shake of his head. He
looked over and noticed that Dobby was still in the same awful pose. “Cease
that at once.”
the elf let out a noise of relief, Lucius rolled his eyes. “What are the
chances that I’ll get my way in the end?”
that Dobby couldn’t lie to him, so he was interested in hearing the response.
*pop* of the elf’s departure was heard and it had Lucius putting his face in
his hands. “That’s what I was afraid of.”