Another AMA for you all to enjoy while I work on reviewing the script! I’m dying to finish this part and finally start development!
I also wanted to remind everyone that I’ll be making a form for those volunteering for translations. I’d rather handle that after finishing the script, so please be patient until the form is ready!
I’ll be doing a test by adding more languages until the 2nd, just to see how difficult the process might be. That’ll help me decide whether I should finish the game first before adding more languages, or translate them gradually alongside future updates!
Português
Mais um ama para vocês aproveitarem enquanto trabalho na revisão do roteiro! Estou louco para terminar essa parte e finalmente começar!
Queria lembra-los que farei um formulário para os que estão se voluntariando para traduções, eu prefiro cuidar disso após terminar o roteiro, então sejam pacientes até que esse formulário esteja pronto!
Eu farei um teste acrescentando mais idiomas até o dia 2, para ver o quão difícil isso pode ser, para decidir se irei terminar o jogo antes de colocar mais idiomas ou traduzi-los conforme eu for atualizando
I got very bored and, as a mostly-homebound disabled person, have way too much time on my hands—so I made way too many dividers from the LaDS plushies
These are pretty heavily inspired by @pixopix's dividers from this post, so if you like these ones please check hers out too!
Okay on with it!
General
Xavier
Zayne
Rafayel
Sylus
Caleb
Aaannnddd that's all so far. Reblog and like if you intend to use any of these please, and a tag would be appreciated less because I care about credit and more because I want to see whatever everyone creates!
My askbox is on(no anons though sorry, not stable enough for that lmao) but honestly simple ones like this really aren't hard to make! Just look up some tutorials for your program of choice and go wild with the LaDS claw machine wiki!
Here's my first divider set :) Thank you @pixopix for showing me the super secret way to post 10+ dividers all in one post while on mobile! You're my saving grace ★
These are organized by the categories in Love & Deepspace’s Journal feature, and any tapes not present here will hopefully be added in the future as soon as I get them. Until then, thank you for your patience!
Collage
Retro
Cute
Fresh
Please credit @bunnylovesspace, @/bunnylovesspace, or use #dividers by bunnylovesspace. Likes and reblogs are appreciated!
Brave Researchers, you have been selected for Project Sporesight. A new threat has swiftly emerged and threatens to eliminate us all. Our future rests in your hands.
Part 2 of the AMA because I’ve been answering so many questions lately that I’m exceeding Tumblr’s image limit uwu"
Parte 2 do AMA porque estou respondendo tantas perguntas ultimamente que estão ultrapassando o limite de imagens do tumblr uwu"
As you may have noticed in a small update this week, I’m already reviewing the script and making the final corrections before starting the coding, so I didn’t manage to answer asks this week but I’ll get to some as soon as I can!
Once again, please don’t rely on information from other sites. All my official social media accounts are listed here and on my personal blog. Many places have been spreading false dates and rumors about the update, and that always ends up causing problems for me later on. Always double-check that the information comes from here! Thank you for all the kind comments, everyone!
Português
Como vocês notaram em uma pequena atualização essa semana, eu já estou revisando o roteiro e fazendo as correções finais antes de começar o código, então acabei não conseguindo responder asks essa semana, mas responderei algumas assim que puder!
Novamente não confie em informações de outros sites, minhas redes sociais estão todas listadas aqui e em meu blog pessoal, muitos tem espalhados datas falsas e boatos sobre a atualização e isso sempre gera problemas para mim posteriormente, sempre confirme se as informações sairam daqui! Obrigado pelos comentários gentis pessoal!
Now that silly sketch makes a little more sense, right? xD
As you know, the latest updates are posted on Patreon first, so I’ll have some news for you next week!
Thank you so much for your kind messages! I can’t reply to all of them, but I read as many as I can! Thanks, everyone!
Português
Como vocês sabem as mais recentes atualizações saem no Patreon primeiro, então semana que vem eu terei algumas novidades para vocês!
Muito obrigado pelas mensagens carinhosas! Nem todas podem ser respondidas mas eu leio todas as que posso! Obrigado pessoal!
summary: side story!! aventurine and you share a dance.
a/n: never beta read. the side stories would be short and sweet! ♥️ i enjoyed writing this quite a bit!! hope you all find this sweet. i was listening to a thousand years by john michael howell while writing this by the way.
his eyes were such vivid vibrant greens that mirrored the terrain surrounding him. the night air felt bitter in his lungs. alone. everywhere, it was like it was breathing. there was the sound of a distant rush of a river that you could not see. the layers of canopy. it was not loud. but it was constant. it was home. what would be chaos, was like simple patterns. sounding musical. like an orchestra. but his eyes were staring at the night sky. stars stretching across the sky. like spilled glittering dust glowing soft. how the stars shine brightly while others flicker slightly. his eyes mapped the stars, connecting the stars into shapes… into shapes only he could make out. the sky was vast and beautiful. and somehow, it made everything around him feel small. his clawed hands rested upon the foliage beneath him. he quietly took everything in. the silence of his own being.
but silence was a deadly enemy. his mind swirled with insecurities. the silence was never empty. as it ruthlessly pressed in on him, not the comforting weight but one that felt like it was crushing. it always started off small. something so minuscule. a thought that he couldn’t quite place. then slowly it spirals. how suddenly every thought feels louder than it should be. his mind replays things. the words he had said. things he didn’t say. the way someone looked at him or didn’t. somehow each memory twists. how each memory sharpened at the edges. and then slowly doubt creeps in. he sits there. still. alone. inside… he felt like he was truly unravelling. wondering. thinking. maybe he is too much. maybe he is not enough. maybe it was both at once somehow. and the silence feeds it. there was nothing to interrupt the downward spiral. nothing at the moment pulling him out of it. it was just the quiet hum… or perhaps the loud wail of his own mind turning against him once again.
his breath grew rapid. even while he tried his best to steady himself. and then… something just shifts. his breath had slowed down. it was subtle at first before it grew stronger. a scent. familiar. warm. scent of trees. the soap that he had slowly started to associate with you and his purple eyed friend. the scent just cuts through everything before he could truly register what was happening. his thoughts hesitated. standing after sprinting for so long. like they had lost their rhythm. their pace in the fast paced marathon. he slowly turned. looking up. his heart was racing. pulsing so loudly that he could pick it up so easily.
there you were. not dramatic like his thoughts. not loud. just… there. like how you were. so real. so grounded. unshaken by the hurricane he was drowning in. and just like that, the noise of his thoughts dulls. the sound of nature slowly returns after being silenced by his own mind. the doubt would never disappear. it never vanished completely but it was slowly losing its grip. it stopped sounding like truth. replaced the steady thrumming of your heart. because he remembers something so simple. something solid that grounds him completely. he was truly not alone. he had people. he actually had people in his life and that includes you.
❝ looks like i finally found you, aventurine ❞ your smile. god. it was like the sun that he could bathe in. aventurine slowly tilted his head, a sly grin slipping into place like clockwork. his hands raised. ❝ guess, i am that easy to be found ❞ he mused out. before he tilted his head. ❝ or perhaps, i wanted you to find me ❞ he cooed. his eyes crinkled as he looked up at you. you stood there. that smile that made him feel like he was dying. the way you rolled your eyes. not the simple one looking upwards. you actually rolled your eyes from left to right. it was cute. it was funny. but somehow, it was something that you did. an information he took close to his chest, and filed away in his mind. ❝ haha, very funny. you were always trying to tease me ❞ you didn’t even seem mad about it. you just indulged in his little whims. his little games.
❝ oh! i am wounded! me? teasing you? i would never! ❞ his dramatics only made your shoulders shake. holding back. stifling laughter that just edged to leave your lips. he could listen to that music for days. he finally stood up. he towered over you. but you never flinched. not even when he and the others towered over you. ❝ how about this? why not dance with me ❞ his clawed hand reached out to you. a smirk adorned his monstrous features. you only looked at him. ❝ i can’t really dance ❞ you had uttered. which he shook his head, ❝ oh. i will be the judge of that ❞ he chuckled. the sound rumbled from his chest. ❝ don’t blame me ❞ your hands reached to his. you were so much smaller than him. humans were. but he wanted to cradle your form.
as his tentacles unfurled like ribbons. you hummed, a sound that was so beautiful. and so they began to dance. following the rhythm of your hum and the harmonising sound of nature. one, two, three. but your feet stumbled. already catching between two tentacles. squishing one. which he arched an eyebrow. ❝ now, i feel like that was intentional ❞ he hummed. making you glare at him. feeling the way your face heated. ❝ i did warn you, aventurine ❞ you huffed. he tilted his head. and a low grumble left his chest. it might have been laughter which only made you relax. his eyes couldn’t help but soften. watching as your eyes now darted down to the ground. avoiding stepping on his tentacles. the ache of his singular tentacle didn’t matter.
what truly mattered was your heartbeat. it was wild. yet so fragile. and… so heartbreakingly alive. pounding in the silence between the steady rhythm of an invisible song. he couldn’t help but watch as your shoulders relaxed. you moved much slower. you moved so clumsily. stumbling but somehow managing to be at least an inch away from stepping on his foot or his tentacles. there was an earnestness to how you were trying to avoid from harming him. he could feel it tight in his chest. something always unravelling inside whenever he was around you. a warmth. or perhaps it was a hunger that was too tender to truly name. then once again you stumbled again. laughter bubbled out of you as you crashed to his chest. the vibrations of your laughter to the sound of your heart thrumming directly against him. he was hesitant before he wrapped his arms around you. his tentacles slowly moved, gathering you close to him. not to restrain you. but to hold you. to steady.
❝ i must look ridiculous ❞ you huffed. but in his eyes, you were not. you were ❝ beautiful ❞ he had uttered it. and somehow seeing that smile so up close… and so instead, he swayed with you. in the darkness, that was illuminated by mini orbs of light. two shapes. two shadows that should never have fit… finding a rhythm in the imperfection of it all. the night was filled with nothing but this warm blossoming sensation in his chest. from swaying to dramatic flairs that had you in fits of giggles. it was the fact neither of them truly moved to let go. listening to your heartbeat that made his chest swell with this warmth that he couldn’t truly explain.
even as both of you two collapsed. side by side. the uneven breaths trying to catch up. a quiet that wasn’t empty. a silence that felt complete. it was so full. the moment when he looked into your eyes. he knew then. everything felt so different with you. his eyes couldn’t look away. he just stayed there. caught in the feeling. he couldn’t say it. the moment for him was too fragile for words. also instead he focuses on the moment. that both were breathing the same air. his clawed finger reached for your wrist. thumb pressing against something and then he can feel it. the pulse. thumping. the physical sensation that eased his weary heart.
he slowly leaned closer. his eyes closed as he took in everything. he could just immortalise this moment in his mind.
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a turn here. slow. an uneven rhythm. if you could even call it dancing. the green eyed one moved with a strange tender care. as though gentleness might undo what has already been done by his clawed hands. one arm cradled the body. while the other guides it. the room was quiet. except for the drag of feet across the floor. he hummed but there was no music. just the echo of movement of what used to be. even then, he tilts his head. waiting. listening for a breath that wasn’t there. he paused. waiting patiently. expecting a laugh. a word. a flicker of something in those eyes. he adjusted his grip. softer… pleading. but there was nothing. no semblance of life. even as he leaned down, leaning on the shoulder. just waiting for that shake that would never come. that smile that was like golden hour… he slowly looked back up.
but harlequin could only stare at the white fool. you were long gone and now what is in his arm was a cheap imitation of what could never be you. ❝ minha pombinho ❞
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i am not sure if you guys wanted to be tagged in the side stories. but i will tag nonetheless.