At least things are quiet tonight. Thank gods.
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At least things are quiet tonight. Thank gods.
Lostcauses Fic: A little indulgence
Dear @zedsdead1001 I know you really wanted tentacle porn for your birthday, but I hope you’ll accept sappy UST instead.
With huge thanks to @shadowgale96 for letting me borrow their gorgeous headcanon.
Survey Corps headquarters are preternaturally quiet, the majority of soldiers and squad leaders having gone home for the Midwinter holiday that has miraculously survived the coming of the titans, the fall of the wall, and the genocidal expedition to retake wall Maria. Despite this, despite everything, the age-old festival endures. Those that still have families gather together to give thanks for seeing the turning of another year. Those with children press small gifts of sweets and toys into eager sticky fingers. Those with no one commemorate their lost loved ones and raise a glass to their ghosts.
Levi sits alone in the mess hall, nursing a cup of tea and watching the snow falling thick and fast outside the window. He has little recollection of Midwinter from his early childhood beyond a vague sense of warmth and the rare taste of sugar. His earliest real memory is of Kenny taking him above ground to gather rich pickings from inebriated townsfolk who had over indulged in the holiday spirit. He remembers a man standing swaying in an alleyway pissing a yellow arc into the snow. Kenny knocked him down easily as Levi snatched the bag from his shoulder. He remembers Kenny’s glee as he pulled out an expensive looking box from the bag, his anger when he opened it to reveal a painted wooden horse. Kenny had thrown the toy to the ground, kicked the fallen man once, twice for good measure and sloped off to find a more profitable victim, Levi following obediently in his wake. It was only later, much, much later that night, that Levi had crept through the shadows and made his way back to the alley where he was disappointed to find both the man and the horse gone, just a dirty ribbon lying trampled in the yellow snow.
A soft noise rouses the Captain from his thoughts. Levi startles and looks up to find the Commander gazing at him, expression unreadable. He’s out of uniform; standing in the doorway of the mess hall in his shirt sleeves, hair falling forward over his forehead.
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Cthulhu doesn't exist
this game wants be to be ilithm so bad I shall not!!
Okay well owning an octopus is a kin thing atleast?? Either that or i had tentacles
High School Girls, But No Tentacles
Another one off the Humble Freedom Bundle. I think I played this one before, about a hundred years ago, maybe just a demo. I don't recall getting very far or finding it very interesting. So why fire it up now? To get it out of the way, I guess.
Dangerous High Schools Girls in Trouble, it's called. I guess it's supposed to look like a board game? You click on tokens and play card-based mini games (kinda) that involve a version of liar's poker, some kind of word-guessing thing, or finding the right "retort" to a "taunt." There's gossip and flirting with boys and all of it couched in some kind of 1920's context. Sort of. I think.
Complicated rules, barely explained, arbitrarily enforced. Just like real high school. And not very much fun, frankly. I found the clicking to be kind of tedious and, in the end I'm not sure if there's any point- the school is nurse is evil, or something, and you're supposed to find out why… but who cares?
Not worth the 4 bits I paid for it. Maybe worth one bit.
I'll break them.
kernelstiel replied to your post: i don’t think you understand how emotional the snk...
I understand
yes but do you understand the vehemency