This is the fucking reason for my disorder
Me remembering one of the most beautiful video games I've ever played and realizing I'll never be able to experience it for the first time ever again:
saying “i want him” about the character but not in a romantic or sexual way . i just Require him i need to Obtain him
Mods are just fanfic for video games. I said what I said.
I LOVE MY FRIENDS SO MUCH I'M JUST STUPID AND FORGET THAT FEELINGS NEED TO BE EXPRESSED IN ORDER FOR THEM TO BE FELT
The novel I’ve been trying to write for the last couple of weeks weeps, watching me walk past my laptop and sitting at my desk to play video games instead
Am I the only person who really likes video game bestiaries?
They make it so that all the enemies you fight have at least tiny shreds of lore associated with them; they turn the endless procession of fodder mobs from basic-gameplay-loop contrivances into notional parts of a world where stuff is going on, and they provide springboards for imagination and daydreaming. A couple of sentences can turn a collection of palette-swapped pixels with an annoying attack pattern into something that sticks in your thoughts.
I miss bestiaries.
I wish all the time I could read or watch something for the first time again. I chase the thrill of having my mind blown and then long for it once I’ve experienced it because I can never do something for the first time twice.
people have already talked about this but there is something so depressing about like....having a female character who's suffered unimaginable trauma and now her only character trait is Strong. she's so Strong and Powerful and that means she has Agency, right? right?
and like, well, no, not in and of itself??? like, you gave her trauma, DO something with it. don't just pay it lip service but then go "and now she's okay because she's so Strong and Can Fight or whatever". what even IS strength. are people who don't survive traumatic situations automatically weak by this logic? what are we doing here
I was in Minecraft, just started a new world. Spawned right next to a large structure like some kinda dungeon building. It was surrounded by iron fences and had tinted windows. I could see a ton of hostile mobs inside. I made plans to set up some kinda pit trap around the building so I could just break a wall and release them all into the trap to kill them. There was a new entity in the game, which was a large pink egg that would float and move around. You could capture the egg by surrounding it with blocks. It hatched into a Spritzee eventually. You could tame it with flowers and it had the effect of luring mobs with its scent.
Neurotypicals entering my room immediately take 1d10 psychic damage
[They/Them, They/It, It/Its]Gamer, writer, musician, artist.Sometimes I draw, sometimes I don't.Multifandom blog and sometimes other stuff.I was the editor of Broken and Healed on Ao3I have no idea what I'm doing, ever.Basic DNI. No DMs if I don't know you IRL, but asks are fine.
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