YEAH OFC <333 im gonna put this under read more though since i'm gonna yap, but i've included videos and photos for my mive style folder 2 at-m120 !!!
these are most of my apps for my phone! obviously its quite a small screen (below is a comparison with my iphone 13 pro max vs the mive style folder 2 screen). ignore TT9 and the korean apps since i don't use them, but YEA :DD C9 is a cursor for my phone!
And Tumblr and Discord are apks!!! They're official old versions i downloaded so that my battery doesn't drain a lot from all of the newer ui that isn't nevessary, and they still work suuuper well on here!!! As for audio it works well too but it's really awful if i use those cheap knockoff apple airbuds </3.
Im gonna clean it up and make it look prettier and stuff at some point, but for now this is what i've got!!! And here's what the old tumblr looks like too in late 2020 😋
typing physical.mp4
scroll and onscreen typing.mp4
IGNORE MY BLUE ASS PLASTER i got cut on accident. Anyways these are videos of me scrolling / using the phone!! as you can see i use a cursor to scroll, but touch screen works just fine too and there's even an on screen keyboard that you can use!! I try not to use it much unless i want to type faster ahout something though, i love how the physical buttons feel auwhdiwbfjsjdw
ALSO THE BATTERY LIFE IS SO GOOD it could last 2 whole days if you barely use it. mine predicts 15 hours of battery if i use the phone 👀👀
Woooahh!!! Modern apps on flip phones is kinda uncanny but LOOKS SO COOLLLL honestly we should bring back retro style tech with modern capabilities it looks so much better — have you tried dramatically snapping it shut to end a call lolll
This one's only short cause i've never written cuttlefish or octavio before </3
Sorry if I mischaracterise them at all! This is inspired by dissonant melody so it's before the war
“What's next?”
The comfortable silence is broken, Craig's voice dragging Octavio's attention back into the moment, one he silently wishes would never end. It's been a while that they've been sitting here in the treehouse, long enough for the sun to set and likely for people back at the castle to begin questioning where he had run off to. He knows he should leave. He's not going to, but at least he's got enough common sense to acknowledge his own stupid decisions, such as staying here for much longer than he should.
There's a soft glow cast over Craig's face when he turns to look at him, and in a desperate moment to keep composure Octavio forces himself to look elsewhere–anywhere else, not while the inkling beside him stares into him with that distinct shimmer in those warm golden eyes. It somehow makes two of his hearts beat like there's no tomorrow, maybe even all three if he's feeling generous.
One of Octavio's ears twitches, the only indication he gives that he's actually listening. Folding his arms, he turns his head slightly in Craig's direction, not taking his eyes off the sunset just outside the window.
“Whaddya mean ‘what's next’?” He nudges his elbow into Craig's side, a mocking tone to his voice that he's only just achieved without it melting into something scarily close to endearment.
Craig rubs the afflicted area, letting out an overly loud gasp of ‘pain’ that makes Octavio's lips tug up in a way he tries his hardest to suppress before Craig can notice. He'd prefer it if the inkling didn't get any ideas.
“I mean, we've done the whole band thing already. Writin’ a song with you is good ‘n all but we need to come up with a plan!” Craig speaks in all the dramaticism of a squid who's never had to slow down for anyone, complete with the flourishes and hand gestures to pair.
Octavio can't help but roll his eyes at the familiar sight, having gotten used to Craig's mannerisms after the first three or four times he had to endure them. Even while silent, Craig sits there cross-legged and anxious, looking like he's about to burst with enough words to last them from sunset to sunrise.
Octavio snickers at the way Craig rocks back and forth from where he sits, fingers tapping on his thigh and hand fiddling with his hat with poorly concealed excitement. It's hard to watch, and Octavio sighs and decides to stop making the impatient inkling wait any longer.
“A plan, huh?” His eyes darted across Craig's face, scanning for any signs of humour. All he can see is the pure earnest expression on his face, and it almost makes him feel sick to his stomach. That's what this feeling is, right? Such optimism from one inkling isn't an easy thing to handle, and it causes a fluttery feeling inside him. “Why would we need a plan? We're a band, you've not got anything else up your sleeve have you?”
Octavio leans back into the wall, and he debates whether to wrap an arm around Craig's shoulder and pull him back with him. Just to get him to relax, of course, that's the only reason. Watching Craig squirm like that gets to a point, okay? There's only so much energy he can watch before it starts seeping contagiously out into the air around them, and he isn't looking to do anything other than relax before he has to return. Well, at least the way Craig can't sit still is cute entertaining.
“Yes, I know that we're a band ‘n all, but I thought you'd, y'know…want to return to the castle after all o’ this. Thought you'd just want this thing to be temporary-” Craig is cut off by a finger pressing gently against his lips, and he watches Octavio sit up straighter, both wide-eyed though likely for different reasons. Temporary? Octavio's hearts stutter at the thought.
“Temporary?” He didn't mean to spit the word out so harshly, but he can hardly think between the sharp sting in at least one of his hearts and the idea swirling around his head of disbanding and…
Not seeing Craig. Ever again, probably. He already knows of his travelling tendencies, and without the band to tether him here, why else would he stick around? Octavio shakes his head, removing his finger and replacing it with a tight grip on Craig's jaw as he forces eye contact. Though, Craig doesn't actually look very upset with it. He lets it happen with a fond smile, and Octavio would do anything to wipe that stupidly adorable look off his face.
“We aren't temporary. You're stuck with me, so you better face the facts alright?” He emphasises his point by poking Craig's cheek, and he definitely doesn't feel the tips of his ears flush a little at the way his nose scrunches slightly in response. All the while, Craig sits there watching his inner turmoil all…all smug! Octavio can't believe that he would even think to suggest that he'd want to disband!
“Tavi, I only thought you'd…” Craig pauses his somewhat muffled speech in Octavio's grip, eyes averting nervously in a way that is so unlike the confident, unwavering inkling Octavio knows it's almost unsettling.
“I thought you'd wanna get back to what's most important.” His voice is meek, and now Octavio has to try and push down the guilt clawing at his throat. Okay, fine, maybe he shouldn't have been so aggressive, but how was he supposed to know that it'd turn Craig into whatever this is?
The hand holding his face loosens. Octavio lets it stay there, loosely cupping his face before slowly sinking back down to his side. Craig seems to relax a little, and the knowledge that he might've scared him leaves Octavio feeling strangely guilty.
“What's most important?” He scoffs, snapping his fingers in front of Craig's face just to watch the satisfying way in which he jumps a little. “You really are oblivious, aren't you Cuttlefish.” It's less phrased as a question, more as a statement, maybe even a fact. “If you don't think you're most important, then the only thing going on in that little head of yours,” he taps a finger against the side of Craig's head, trying not to revel in the hoarse chuckle he gets from it, “Is music. I wouldn't be surprised if all that's rattling around in there are lyrics for a new song.”
“Yes, yes, you might be right with that one there!” Craig sends a bashful smile Octavio's way, hand rubbing the back of his neck. A few seconds pass by in silence, and soon a soft pink dusts Craig's cheeks while his eyes finally widen in realisation. That's just another thing to add to the ‘List of weird Cuttlefish Qualities’: Unable to take in a sentence longer than 5 seconds. Maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but who cares.
“You think I'm most important…?” His voice has lowered to a soft whisper, and Octavio sighs. This time, he's the one smiling fondly at the inkling, and he can't find it in himself to fight it off. “Me? You sure it's me?” Craig immediately leans forward, as if he needs to hear it repeated while he's all over Octavio's personal space like it's gonna make the words any different. His eyes are locked on Octavio's, hands clasped together loosely.
“Don't make me take it back.” He watches smugly as Craig shuffles away. If only Craig didn't have such an effect on him as to cause his face to heat up upon the huge grin now forming on his face, maybe he'd have actually had it in him to tease Craig further. Oh well. It's only natural, seeing his pretty…not pretty face.
Craig glances at the newly darkened sky outside, grin fading slightly. Octavio glares in the same direction. He wants to remove the sky, more than anything. Only Craig can get him to think silly things like this, but seeing something upset him so only serves to tug at his heartstrings.
“I know you've gotta go soon, but…” He reaches forward, grasping Octavio's hand in his, and isn't that just a sensation. Craig's hand is warm, rough and yet somehow so gentle. He lifts it up to his mouth, and the moment soft lips press against the back of his hand Octavio can feel his tentacles curl up against his face and a dark magenta colour spread across his skin, starting from the tips of his ears and fading away down his cheeks and neck.
Craig seems oblivious to this, as always, only keeping his lips there, eyes closed whilst he mumbles against the skin.
like genuinely its so frustrating dude..idk why but whenever im on or even just playing with you guys the matchmaking is buns. i have such a long losing streak bro..
I still play Splatoon 2 & 3 (I dont have WiiU) for the single players and DLCs cause they’re genuinely more fun for me, which is why I’m sooo excited for RAIDERS!! Finally a Splatoon game that will (hopefully) develop a full story and fleshed out single player gameplay
i just realized i GENUINELY hate playing splatoon 3 after trying the game again after stepping away for a bit so i'm never touching that game again, deleted it off my switch too
actually i honestly think i just hate splatoon (as games) in general, those games make me IRRATIONALLY angry, felt like that with splatoon 1, REALLY felt like that with splatoon 2 (even broke a joycon over it), still feel like that with splatoon 3
all the games do is stress me the fuck out tbh, even when i win i'm not celebrating or partying, i'm always just like "oh thank fucking GOD"
like even in a game where i win i'm always yelling like "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING??!?!?!" at my team mates or "FOR FUCKS SAKE" when anything bad happens, and again, when i win it's more of a "thank fucking god that's over with" rather than "hell yeah that was a nice game"
literally no other game gets me like this, even in games like CS:GO/CS2 and other shooters i don't really care THAT MUCH whether i win or lose, since i at least tend to have fun, yet a nintendo game is the one that has me chucking my controllers halfway across my room
this is all gonna sound so pathetic but i've been playing these games since they first came out, i have an excuse
HEY THIS IS SO VALID BTW speaking as someone who's only started playing & having a nintendo less than a year ago 🥹💔
I swear so many players are sweats iits not even fun most of the time. it rlly depends if im havign a losing streak.. honestly splatoon is just sososo competitive ;"[ and i know thats the whole point but its not fun going against people who are waay above my level due to their shit matchmaking and i die llike 9 times
The only actual fun i'd say i have is salmon run, and that's purely because im not fighting against other ppl which is probably saying a lot..
Real… that new update with the flow aura and health bars really changed things for me it literally doesnt feel like Splatoon anymore. It’s something that previous games have never had before and for good reason, now it just feels like the game prioritises killing instead of its unique painting mechanics tbh…
I still play from time to time but as a casual I quickly feel tired after rlly competitive battles
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