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Weather Report: with a high of 79 in [USER VILLAGE], it’s a lovely morning to sit outside of your locked place of employment writing Teratophilia fiction that only you and god will ever lay eyes on.
theseus from hades is unfuckable!
intro to the life series presentation i made to market this thing like propoganda to all my friends, enjoy
[rest below the cut bc this is long lmao]
this was a lot of work but it was also fun. if it inspires 1 person to watch the life series it will have been successful
Consider:
Grian as War
Martyn as Famine
Pearl as Pestilence
Scott as Death
UTより。TorielさんとAsgoreさんです。
So the Watchers hate Scott.
This is well established. And recently on stream InTheLittleWood talked about why (tldr; the Watchers feed off the negative emotions, the fear and loneliness and betrayal that the players generate during the games and in-between, and Scott just…refuses to be scared or lonely or feel betrayed, or hold grudges)
And I was thinking, at first, that the exception to this might be Third Life, where canonically after Jimmy died in the desert he felt so much grief it crystallized and literally became part of his character design. And I figured the Watchers should have at least gotten something from that.
Except.
He still had the crystals. Literally up until they were replaced with coral. Three seasons. Implying that it hadn’t been consumed by the Watchers. He really took his one negative leaning emotional experience, bundled it up and gave them nothing.
From day one
Mans just out here aggressively pursuing his cottagecore lifestyle in a death game with his friends to the point that other people come to him for interior decorating.
No wonder They hate his guts we love to see it.
Making a shitty one-page RPG called Oh Shit It’s the Killer. The premise is simple: you’re a high schooler spending the weekend in the woods with your besties. The Killer is there also. He is trying to the Kill you
It’s hot bears in ponytails day at the Sam’s Club, and I’m not okay about it.
He poorly makes chicken noodle soup for his partner before cuddling around them to try and help break any fever that may arise.
Being a furry monster that runs hot anyways, he’s at little to no risk of getting sick, thusly he takes extra care to be clingy and protective.
He also regularly brings in flowers from his garden that he knows you like the smell of to test if your nose is less stuffy.
am very sickly and tired rn so tell me some of y’all’s headcanons for how asgore would take care of his sick partner :(
After the War of Silver and Gold - Submitted by SeesawSiya
#021f2f #888a90 #efe8db #ff2329 #bc9061
Am I gonna silently read erotic fanfiction in the corner of the bagel store while I wait for my sammiches?
Why wouldn’t I?
Hey Zenkichi, it’s okay if you’re a furry & are sad that your outfit is a fake Zorro instead of a fursuit, you can tell us.
Making a shitty one-page RPG called Oh Shit It’s the Killer. The premise is simple: you’re a high schooler spending the weekend in the woods with your besties. The Killer is there also. He is trying to the Kill you
bread boys more like dead boys am i right
Recently I've been having mixed feelings about Skynet in Limited Life. Specifically, all the tnt minecart kills. Currently, as of session 7, I think there have been close to 20 kills via tnt minecart off of Skynet. I want to know where the larger fandom stands on this because I don't know why I just can't decide how I feel about Skynet.
But this is what we have polls for!
On one hand, it's one of the best methods so far in getting multi-kills which includes the very first quad kill on TIES. It's a high-risk high-reward kind of deal because the threat of falling off is incredibly dangerous. Multiple people have fallen off Skynet while trying to use it to their advantage so it balances out. The nature of Limited Life allows for this amount of deaths too so it's a method you can't use in any other season.
On the other hand, they feel kinda boring to me I guess. Like, where's the drama, y'know? From the victim's POV, they're just standing around when suddenly BAM and they're gone. Then you find out it was Skynet again. And from the attacker's POV, they just optifine zoom on their targets, watch them walk around a bit and wait to see if it works. I think the lack of tension and creator interaction is mostly what kills it for me.
Keep in mind, I am so in love with this series and that doesn't change just because a few kills make me roll my eyes. I just want to know how everyone else feels about Skynet and if I'm thinking too hard about it. Maybe it's just me.
Silly LimLife things
Originals under the cut!
Here you go :)
Legend of Zelda Headcanon:
All of the monsters in Breath of the Wild had wildly different and varying colors before being taken over by malice. After the goo took them over, it sorted them based on strength, and assigned easily readable colors to each power level so that Ganon could tell what strength of troop he’s watching at a glance.
Bokoblins, Moblins, and Hinox had more earthy toned skin, with greens, browns, and grays mixed together to help them camouflage and hunt better than the Crayola Red and Blue colors do.
Lizals and Keese underwent very little change in their coloration, though they were made more vibrant by the malice to more easily distinguish between the types.
Wizzrobes probably didn’t exist before the calamity started, though if they did, they underwent almost no changes.
Lynels got it bad though. The colors in their manes and the variation in their horse halves were wildly variable, with the mane having almost no limits as to what you could see, and the horse half only really restricting to the types of patterns naturally appeared. The markings on Lynels in game, rather than being a naturally occurring thing in the species, is a twist the malice pulled with Lynel’s tattoos and markings of pride, turning them into standard and uniform scrawls while on free Lynels, no too had the same tattoos and each mark really meant something.
Does this raise canon problems?
Absolutely.
I will not change my mind.
Brawn, Brains, and Baby
He sure is something
Scott- Charming escapee, God’s favorite fruit
trying to describe each of the limited life members in 5 words or less (Help me out here)
grian- obligated loyalty / loyalty from guilt jimmy- canary, doomed by the narrative (from @/goldenwitherphoenix13) joel- like a dog, fiercely loyal pearl- always watching, unhinged but loyal big b- always watching cleo- unhinged yet protective mother scar- even more unhinged favorite child bdubs- father's son with dubious loyalties etho- washed up absent father impulse- causes trouble, runs away squealing (from @/eluminium) tango- stubborn pragmatic survivor, surprisingly loyal (from @/eluminium) skizz- loves everyone around him always! (from @/eluminium) scott- charming escapee martyn- chaotic pun maker, lore master (from @/fleetstreetvicomte)
This is a sequel to this post: https://www.tumblr.com/dreemurr00/704943450815070208/writing-prompt-s-youre-a-supervillain-and-you
I didn’t think that I’d be doing a part two, but this has become genuinely enjoyable to write for… I might do art about it, but that’ll be if I actually make a call and finish a project for once in my gay little life.
— — — — — — — —
The man in the button down shirt and the woman in the floral dress stare at each other for a good moment before the man speaks in a firm, almost aggressive tone.
“Use me instead.”
The woman is taken aback, her vibrant orange hair flowing unnaturally like though she’s floating in water as she replies. “I- I can’t do that! I don’t like her being put in these situations anymore than you do, mister Kio, but I can’t just-“
“I didn’t stutter Flower Queen, or whatever the hell I’m supposed to respect you as. I refuse to let my baby girl go out and risk her life any more than she has already. Put me in whatever frilly pink uniform you need, I don’t care, but we’re getting my daughter off of the celestial battlefield.” Robin Kio says, his face unwavering.
The flower goddess can’t help but smile as she sees so much of her newest acolyte and guardian in her father. Stubborn to a fault, and unimposing in stature, but willing to do anything to protect what they care about… the goddess sighs before shaking her head, the smile never leaving her face. “Alright then, Robin… I can try to figure this out, but I can’t guarantee that your daughter won’t still be within the Magical World.”
“Good… so long as I can keep her from danger, even if I just join the fray that she can’t leave, that will be enough.”
— — — — Days Later — — — —
Robin Kio feels cold as he rises from his bed, the air seeming devoid of the unusual life and luster that had taken hold after Amanda was coerced into the Flower Goddess’s grasp.
He goes about his day as he usually would, taking his baby girl to school and reminding her how proud he is to have such a smart, kind, and strong eight year-old under his wing.
On the drive home, Robin notices things in the corners of his vision that he’d never taken the time to see. The way the leaves curve upward towards the slowly falling rain. The way the dogs at the park bound around, leaving dents in the sand where their paws once stood. The way vines of darkness creep out from the shadow of a man walking down the side of the road… Robin commits the man’s face to memory… just in case it comes up later.
After parking his car and entering his home, Robin is greeted not by his usual cozy suburban house, but by a wild mess of torn apart furniture and a pair of big cats snarling at each other in the living room. One of which is a Lynx with patchwork markings of pink and baby-blue along her sliver coat that he recognizes as his daughter’s favorite stuffed animal, Miss Claws. The other big car is unfamiliar, a Lion with silver fur like Miss Claws’ and stitch markings along its spine, though through snarls Robin can make out snippets of a conversation between the two cats.
“I told you, Claws! I don’t know who Lilith sent me to pair with, but she said to come to this house!”
“HA! A likely story! Even a brute like you should know I’m not dumb enough to not know that you’re trying to steal Amanda away to be your partner!”
“Please, I swear I-“
Listening to the conversation, Robin slowly and carefully moves to grab the bat he has mounted on the wall from his baseball days in college… he hasn’t gotten a chance to swing the thing around in a while, but he still knows how to if it comes down to it…
Upon hearing that the lion was sent by the flower goddess, Robin tenses a little before hearing the panic in the larger cat’s voice… why would he be so scared if he was lying like that?
Taking a step forward, keeping the metal slugger at the ready, Robin speaks in a clear voice, overcome with a forced calm. “Which one of you two decided to have your scrap in the middle of my living room. I know the couch was old and kind of ugly, but you didn’t need to shred it.”
Both of the cats look over at Robin as he makes his presence known, and the lion’s eyes instantly light up, his tail raising curiously. Miss Claws rolls her eyes before looking way from both the lion and Robin, speaking with a sharpness in her tone that the man had only heard a few times. “This brute decided to enter the domain I protect. I cannot be blamed for trying to usher him away with due haste.”
“You can, however, be blamed for ruining my furniture and failing to hear him out,” Robin snaps back, the bat in his hands slowly lowering. “Anyway, lion, I think you were sent for me. That flower goddess said she’d try to figure out a way for me to help my daughter to get out of the life threatening danger she’s constantly in… I assume that you’re the solution?”
The lion stands up a little taller, feeling a small inflation in his pride at the mention of his purpose. “Yes sir, I am… there’s no really cozy way to tell you this, but you’re going to be a magical girl from now on.”
Robin gives a small sigh and a nod before approaching closer. “Okay… so can I assume all the same rules apply as do with Amanda and Miss Claws? You shrink down into a little stuffed animal that I carry around with me, and when the going gets tough, you grow again and we do a little dance to put me into frills?”
the lion nods and smiles as the human he’s been paired with seems to catch on fast. “Indeed, sir! Now all that’s left is to give me a name, and the pact will be sealed. I will grant you the strength to achieve your goals, and in exchange, you will help squish evil in the world.”
Robin nods, and Miss Claws can’t help but hold a small look of horror on her face. The man speaks, brushing his hair out of his face before officially signing his contract. “Alright then… I suppose this is an alright agreement… Bernard.”
— — — — — — — —
When you discovered your daughter was a magical girl, you angrily confronted her patron. However, you were surprised to see that they also did not like the fact that your daughter was a magical girl but unfortunately, she was literally the only option they had.
Broke Brain: Lynels as a proud warrior race that live by a strong code and are 10,000% in control and competent at all times
Giga Brain: Lynels are chill and really like being around others, but are so bad at social interaction that they have to kill you about it
I hold these thoughts for the Gerudo as well, but less so because Lynels never leave my mind. Anyway, this is as good a time as any to mention that I’m working on BoTW themed stories for absolutely no reason.
wild: this is my horse! his name is tiny
tiny, the absolutely massive horse from the “hunt for the giant horse” side quest, easily three times as tall as wild and covered in battle scars: …
wild: tiny is very friendly and nice and adorable and he’s super duper good at crushing bokoblins with his hooves and letting me shoot arrows while riding him so don’t worry
tiny: …
wind, shaking: i want twilight to bring epona back
Ganonhorf, though you were really close with Ganonhoof.
Good world design elements that you should almost always use:
Large carnivorous monsters that kill and eat people but also serve as mounts and are sweet babies with the people that handle them.
Floating islands that logically make no sense but are cool to explore
Baseball bats as weaponry in any remotely modern-ish setting
Elemental type triangles/squares
Nonhuman cultures and locations build with their individual bodies and abilities in mind