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kerubimcrepin · 2 days
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Liveblog - Dofus, livre 1 : Julith [PART 10]
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These sweets are so appetizing...
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Due to the way this stall looks, I am assuming that these are types of candy that ouginaks and ecaflips love, and not literal animal food. Tragic.
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Things Joris wants forgiveness for: leaving a bestie with cops (after she asked him to leave), disobeying his father after he folded on their plans for 99th time, telling his father that he's CRINGE and FAIL using his real cringe fail moments, and running away while having a mental breakdown.
Danmn he's so evil and bad for this fr fr......
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Anyway, I think Joris's love language is gift giving and acts of service, and Kerubim's is words of affirmation and gift giving.
(This is wild ass headcanon territory because Atcham is a rarer character, but: Atcham's are acts of service and quality time. Source? It came to me in a vision.)
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The street signs in this movie are killing me.
The Dofus Pets 2 ad says Dofus Pets 2.
Cute ad! It looks familiar though...
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There ain't no way that these two pieces of art don't use some of the same reused assets...., I refuse to believe in that reality.
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Joris is dissociating and Khan is trying to get his dick wet. Their friendship is so special.
By the way, the fact that they cut the "Khan makes/lets Joris do underage drinking, with many horny Khan-loving women present" scene still haunts me. Why? Why must have they forsaken me this way...
I still believe Khan bought Joris alcohol on regular until the guy was finally 18. I want to live in a world where Khan helped suicidally depressed 14yo Joris have a "coffee with cognac in the morning, chicken with cognac in the evening" lifestyle, and it's like one of the reasons Joris is still alive or something.
My other thought on the topic is that Atcham (imagine him being physically 4yo in this scenario), taught Joris how to smoke cigars. And then he had the shit beaten out of him by Kerubim (also 4 years old).
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This is like his 60th divorce.
And he's never even been married.
Man.
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The reaction to the door opening is IMMEDIATE.
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THE PLATONIC DIVORCE #61 HAS BEEN CALLED OFF. But genuinely, it's so cute seeing how happy he is...
Joris thinking these things about him is his worst nightmare. AND the little guy is in danger. So, chances are, for a few hours he spent time thinking about how bad of a father he is, and how it's his fault that Joris is god-knows-where and in danger and also HATES him and will NEVER forgive him.
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AND the disciplinary action he takes is just so chill and cute... (cough-cough, my own thoughts on whether Joris was based for this aren't relevant, because 1. he ran off god knows where and children shouldn't do that, and 2. even though his grievances are valid, he did bring them up as hurtfully as possibly, with some really fucked and irrelevant things too, just to make Keke feel pain at that moment. Which is not something one should get in the habit of.)
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Your agonized twitching and worried faces have both bewitched me heart and soul.
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He's literally still infant/toddler sized... So small, compared to Lilotte...
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Sometimes, we say horrible things, when we're angry. They love each other so much... They're both willing to look past all the imperfections.... (throws up on the carpet like a cat)
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No commentary, I just like seeing him afraid.
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She and Kerubim have beef, as has been mentioned in many past posts.
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Bakara does her fighting with the same icy, emotionless expression, that she had during her conversation with Kerubim at the bar. This is her "I am going to kill everyone in this building" resting face for when Julith is mentioned.
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Kerubim is SHOCKED by how fast she leaped into combat. Also, I want to think, disappointed. This is too dangerous of an enemy to spring into action like that, simply out of rage, while having literally no combat experience...
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Because like, Kerubim and Julith are veterans of a war/multuiple wars.
While Bakara is a 20~yo, freshly graduated, alcoholic nepo-baby.
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Let it be known I don't like Julith. She is a fun character to watch, but... I feel like the fandom treats her as someone who's done no wrong, despite all the evidence we are given to believe that she is a horrible person.
She was framed, and she did love Jahash, but that doesn't take away from anything else. She beat the shit out of Bakara here, even though she could have restrained her much more gently, — she dug into Bakara's insecurities and called her a poor little fool too.
I really doubt Jahash would have liked that. (Same for her plans of killing a thousand people though, so, I really doubt she gives a shit about his wishes at this point.)
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She does THIS SHIT. Jesus christ! Maybe, just maybe, she would know of your feelings, because she loves him just as much? Maybe that's why she wants to kill you as much as you want to kill everyone in Bonta? Have you thought about that, you hot topic customer-looking edgelord?
Besides her hypocrisy, she was known for her ruthlessness, even before the war. There's a reason they still call her a butcher. Which is why I kinda dislike how often this stuff is swept under the rug by fans making cute content.
...I do support women's rights, but I also support women's wrongs, and Julith has a lot of those. She's tragic, but also evil.
Unlike someone like Nox, she makes no effort to empathize or connect with people who oppose her, and knows no mercy. At the very least, Nox had a twisted sense of morals, and could whip out an epic "you're just like me fr...." during a battle.
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heartateasee · 1 month
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“Three”
Word Count: 9.6K
(Part three of ‘Goodnight and Go’)
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*It will be known when to play the above song during this chapter.*
*Three months after the engagement. Seven months until the wedding.*
I'm sitting in a chair in the corner of a bridal store, my eyes zoning out on the wall in front of me although I know there's movement happening all around.
Today was the day that Gwen would be picking out her wedding dress, and the bridesmaids would also be trying to figure out a style as well. I knew that she wanted me in a different color than her other five friends, which was fine, but I also hated standing out - especially on a day like that.
It's not until Gwen is stepping out of the dressing room with the first wedding dress she's trying on that I'm drawn out of my thoughts. My eyes scan over the dress, and I suck in a deep breath as I take it in.
This style of dress is one that I've always pictured myself walking down the aisle in.
"I don't like it," those are the first words I hear leave Gwen's mouth as she looks in the mirror, and as much as I feel relief, I also feel insulted - even though I know she doesn't know this is the design I've always envisioned. "It's just too...boho?"
I roll my eyes, and I sit up in my seat a little more as my mother looks over to me. "Carter," she whispers, and I look over to her. "I need you to be a little less obvious, honey."
My head snaps over to my mom, and I sit up a bit more straight in my chair. "What do you mean?"
"I can tell that you'd rather be anywhere but here today."
I sigh as I close my eyes, leaning my head back on the chair. "I just don't feel like getting yelled at over every little thing, even if I don't feel like I'm doing anything wrong. I already know she's going to be over the top at the party tonight."
Gwen was already back in her dressing room trying on another gown - not even lasting a minute in the first one.
"You have to understand that she's under a lot of pressure with both work and the wedding," my mom tells me, and I try not to be angry with her for always defending Gwen, but I know in this case she is right. "Do I agree with the way I've seen her snap at you these past few months while planning? No, and I've talked to her about that when you're not around, but just try to be patient with her, okay? I've asked her to do the same with you."
I bite my tongue, wanting to explain that I never actually do anything to warrant Gwen being the way she is towards me sometimes, but I know that now is not the time or place.
"And think about Harry. He'd hate to know that his two most important girls are fighting."
That has me almost snapping. I hate when she brings Harry into the middle of Gwen and I having a disagreement. Whether it be her saying that he'd be upset to know we're fighting, or saying that one of us is going to feel uncomfortable being around Harry if we keep this up. I wish she'd leave him out of it. She knows that he's a weak spot for me - someone that I'd never wish to upset.
I hear gasps, and I look to see that Gwen has come out of the dressing room in a new gown.
This one is more her style. It has a large skirt with pockets, and a corset style top. It's a princess gown - just like she's always wanted.
My mom has already leapt up from her chair to head over to Gwen, and I finally push myself up to join them as well. I can hear how her friends are making over the dress as my sister stands and looks at herself in the mirror.
I pick up on the look in her eyes almost immediately. This is going to be the one she ends up choosing.
"It's beautiful," I tell her, and her eyes meet mine through the reflection. "You look gorgeous, Gweny."
She sends me a wild smile as she runs her hands over the front of the dress. "Yeah, you think, Carty?"
I send her a reassuring nod as I walk closer, placing my hands on her shoulders that were bare due to the corset top being strapless. "Absolutely. I remember the sketches you used to draw of your wedding dress when we were little. This is perfect."
Tears fill my sister's eyes, and she lifts one of her hands to rest on top of mine. "Thank you."
I press a kiss against the side of her head before I back away, giving my mom some time to talk to her as well.
The woman who was helping Gwen try on dresses comes back over after a minute, and Gwen is immediately telling her that she doesn't need to try any other dresses on - insisting this is the one.
It's clear there's going to need to be some alterations at the bottom because it's a bit too long, so they begin to measure that out as another young lady begins to gather options for bridesmaids dresses.
"Carter," I hear my name being called as I'm looking over the dresses, and I see Gwen peering over her shoulder at me. "You choose the bridesmaids dresses."
I was more than shocked to hear Gwen give me that type of control, especially when this was pertaining to her big day, but it also warmed my heart that she trusted me with this.
"Okay," I smile, turning my attention back to the rack of dresses with a look of concentration.
After looking through them a few times, I select three options, and the other girls and I give our size over to the worker so she can start getting them together.
I sit back down as we wait, and I pull my phone from my purse to see I have a text from Harry.
Him and I had been seeing each other a lot more lately since Gwen was in full wedding mode at this point. We hadn't hung out alone, however, since the day we toured the wedding venue. Gwen actually ended up going with that venue after touring two others - neither of them meeting up to her standards as much as the first.
From: Harry 11:14 am "How's the dress shopping going? Do each of you still have all of your limbs?"
I snicker softly to myself at his words, and I think back to the conversation we had yesterday when we were over at Gwen's to pick out what flowers she wanted. Harry said that he wouldn't be surprised if by the time we arrive at the engagement party tonight that one of us is missing an arm - the other a leg.
To: Harry 11:32 am "Surprisingly, yes. She's actually letting me pick out the bridesmaids dresses - believe it or not. But she already found her dress and, Harry, it's so beautiful."
My mom comes back over and sits in the chair next to me, and I see that she's dabbing at her eyes with a tissue. "That dress is just so stunning, isn't it?"
"It is," I agree with a nod. "It's just like the ones she's always pictured."
My phone vibrates again in my hand, but I don't have time to check it as I see one of the workers coming over to me with the three dresses I had picked out. I drop my phone into my purse knowing that I'll just have to respond to the text later as I get up from my chair - walking over to retrieve my dresses.
The bridesmaids and I go into our own dressing rooms, and I slip out of my clothes to try on the first dress. I run my hands over the material as I stare at myself in the mirror - lips pursed to the side. I'm doing my best not to let my emotions overwhelm me when I think about why I'm going to have to wear this dress.
Over the past few weeks, I've been trying my best to separate my feelings for Harry with the wedding, and I know how impossible that sounds, but I have to try. It's honestly helped that Harry and I haven't been alone anymore since we toured that wedding venue. With Gwen there, it's a lot easier for us not to fall into our old habits. As much as that separation pains me, it's necessary. I can tell that Harry has caught onto it a little bit - the little platonic touches that we once shared ceasing to exist lately.
He tried to pull me aside to ask if everything was okay last week when we were working on sending out their 'Save the Dates', Gwen having stepped away to take a business call.
"Is everything okay between us?" Harry had asked me, and I could see he was trying to catch my eyes as I addressed an envelope.
"What do you mean?" I responded, still keeping my eyes down - grabbing another envelope to work on to avoid the conversation.
I knew that I had never been one to close him off, and I had noticed his confused expression throughout the day when he would try to pinch me like usual, but I was constantly moving out of his reach before he could.
Harry sighed, reaching forward to take the envelope from me, and I had opened my mouth to protest but he cut me off. "You're acting weird, Carter. Did I do something?"
"I could've ruined that, you know? And then Gwen would've had my head for it," I laughed, trying to ease the tension but his sage colored eyes held something I had never seen when it came to him. Deciding to clear the air, I sat back in my seat a little bit, shaking my head. "You didn't do anything, Harry. Everything is fine, I promise. I've just been feeling a little off lately - nothing to do with you at all."
I hated lying to him, but it wasn't like I could tell him the truth.
"You know you can talk to me about anything, right? I'm always going to be here for you?"
My mind didn't even have the chance to process what he said at the time as Gwen entered the room again, sitting herself down at the table as we continued to work on the fancy stationery.
Kieran was still very adamant about me telling Harry everything, and she wanted me to do it soon. She said I needed to do it before it was too late. I know the longer I wait - the more confusing things will be. There's a part of me that nags at me constantly. It tells me that the longer I wait, the less time Harry will really have to extract everything that I would tell him, and it could end up causing a bigger issue.
I feel like if I tell him too close to the wedding it'll blow up in my face. He'll panic, and I think in that situation he would end up telling Gwen. I'm not completely sure, of course, but it's just an intuition that's been growing over time.
Stepping out of the dressing room, I see that the other girls are already out, and I realize that my thoughts had really caused me to get caught up. Gwen is looking at each of them, tapping the pad of her index finger against her chin as she tilts her head to the side.
"What do you think? There's two other styles I chose too," I explain because I can already tell that this one isn't doing it for her.
"I know I told you to choose them, but I'm not really liking this one, Carter. I'm sorry."
I shrug with a small laugh, shaking my head. "It's okay, Gwen. It is your day after all. We'll just try on the other ones."
The second dress was still not one that Gwen agreed upon, but thankfully the last one was. It was decided that I'd be walking down the aisle in a moss colored dress - the rest of the bridesmaids would be in a deep champagne color. When I saw the swatch of the color that my dress would be, my heart almost stopped right on the spot.
It was called 'Juniper', and it reminded me so much of the color of Harry's eyes.
I tried not to let my dazed expression linger on the stained material for too long, and when I came to completely, I let Gwen know that I loved the color. After that, I escaped back into the dressing room to change into the clothes I had worn to the bridal shop.
I walk back out after gathering myself, and I see that all the other girls have left - only my mom and Gwen left. Walking over to them, I send them a smile as I grab my purse from the chair I was sitting in. I sling it over my shoulder and then cross my arms over my chest.
"Carter, are you riding with your father and I to the party later?" My mother asks, and I shake my head.
"No, it's okay - I'll just take an Uber," I shrug, beginning to fish my phone out of my purse.
I see that I have a text back from Harry, but one from Kieran as well. When I open the message from Kieran, it's her telling me that she's come down with some sort of stomach bug, and that she won't be able to make it tonight.
"Oh no," I sigh, running a hand over the top of my head as I realize that I'm going to be stuck dealing with my emotions by myself tonight.
As I begin to text Kieran back, asking if I can drop off anything for her as I was still out, I hear Gwen speak up. "What's the matter?"
"Kieran's sick - said she's been getting sick all morning," I finish my text to her before opening my one from Harry, and I see that he was the one that had texted me back right before I got up to try my dresses on earlier. "She won't be able to make it tonight."
From: Harry 11:34 am "Oh, wow, not going to lie - that's a surprise. I'm glad that you guys are getting along though, I know how she can get when she's stressed. I can't wait to see her dress..."
"Wait, so she's just not coming?" I hear Gwen scoff, and I lift my eyes up from my phone - raising an eyebrow at her. "I made the reservation for the exact number of people."
"Did you not hear what I said?" I laugh in disbelief. I feel my face turning into a scowl, but I can't help. "She's been sick all morning, of course she's not coming. Are you serious right now?"
"Girls," my mom tries to speak up, but Gwen completely ignores her.
"You know, I only keep inviting her to all these things so you have someone to pal around with since you don't really have anyone except her and Harry. I wanted you to have someone there because we both know that Harry is going to be busy with me," Gwen walks forward, looking down at me as she is already taller, and today she has on heels. "Do I need to revoke her invitation to the wedding?"
My mouth gapes as she finishes speaking, and I can feel myself open and close it a few times - completely dumbfounded at the words she's just said to me.
"She's sick," I enunciate my words, not even caring what she's said about me. I'm mad that she's making so little over my friend. "I'm sure Harry would be more than understanding of that. Would you like for me to call him and explain instead?"
"That's enough," I hear my mom hiss at the two of us, trying to keep her voice as low as possible. "We are not doing this here. Gwen, the girl is sick - leave it be. Carter, don't throw her fiancé in her face like that."
My head snaps over to look at my mom, eyes widening in shock. "What? Am I wrong? You and I both know that Harry would be concerned about Kieran - not threaten to uninvite her to the wedding now."
"Carter, if you don't shut your mouth right now I'll-"
"You'll what?" I look at my sister again, anger flowing through me. "You'll do what, Gwen?"
Gwen keeps her mouth shut, nostrils flaring as she continues to try and intimidate me.
"That's what I thought," I whisper, lifting on my tiptoes a bit before moving around her. "I'll see you both tonight."
My hands shake as I force the doors of the bridal shop open, and I exhale a trembling breath once I'm out onto the street. I can feel my heart pounding against my chest - my adrenaline pumping through my veins. It's been a while since I had found myself getting so angry with Gwen, but the fact that she wanted to make such a big deal about Kieran canceling had me fuming.
As I walk towards my car, that's when I start to register the words that she said to me - throwing it in my face that Harry's attention would be on her at every event for the wedding. Did she really expect me to think that his attention would be on me? Of course it wouldn't. I'm so sick of this game she plays when it comes to Harry's attention.
Fuck, at this point it's not just his attention - it's also his affection.
I get into my driver's seat, tossing my purse into the passenger side as I run both of my hands through my hair. Giving myself a minute to try and calm down before driving, I hear my phone buzz, and I see Kieran has responded to me. She declined anything, saying that her girlfriend came over with a care basket just a few minutes ago, and she apologized again for missing the dinner.
Of course, I respond back and tell her not to worry about the dinner. I care more about her being healthy and okay than her forcing herself to go somewhere while she's sick.
Biting down on my bottom lip, I go into my contacts, and I hover my thumb over Harry's number. I want to get to him first. Get to him before Gwen.
I let instinct take over, clicking on the call button as I start up my car - having my phone switch over to Bluetooth.
"Hello?" Harry's voice sounds through my car as I pull out of my parking spot, and I feel a bit of pressure release in my chest.
"Hey, sorry, are you busy?"
"No, no," I can tell he's walking, the noise that was around him starting to fade. "Let me just get somewhere a bit quieter. I'm at the venue for tonight making sure that everything is set for the party - Gwen's orders."
I can't help but roll my eyes, but I know deep down that Harry is more than happy to do it for her. "Speaking of the party, has Gwen called you at all in the last five minutes?"
"She hasn't. Is something wrong?"
"Not necessarily no, and...I hate to put you in the middle of this, Harry, but-"
"Hold on a second, Carter," there's a beat of silence before he starts to speak again. "It's Gwen."
Sighing, I come to a red light, and I shut my eyes - leaning the back of my head against the headrest. I know that if he doesn't take this call from her that he'll end up getting the brunt of all of this, and I don't want that.
"Got it, uhm," I clear my throat. "Go ahead and take it. We'll talk later."
"You're sure?"
"Yeah, H, I'm sure. Now pick it up before you miss it. I don't want her getting angry with you."
"Alright, I can't wait to see you tonight."
"Me neither. Bye."
My eyes flutter back open just as the light in front of me turns green, and I suck in a deep breath. I should've just told him, but the last thing I want is Harry feeling Gwen's wrath. He doesn't deserve it.
And for the first time, I'm really starting to realize that maybe Gwen doesn't deserve him.
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My uncomfortable heels click across the foyer of the venue for tonight's engagement party. It's a large venue, with two different floors, and Gwen has the whole lower level booked out. I walk inside to see there's already a decent amount of people here.
I honestly don't care that I'm a little late.
Gwen wasn't going to pay attention tonight to me anyway, and I'm sure that my parents hadn't even noticed my absence due to them running around to take care of every little thing the bride-to-be wanted.
I let my eyes wander around to try to catch sight of my parents, or Gwen, but the first person I see is Harry.
He's caught up in conversation, but I can't help but admire him. His curls styled perfectly on the top of his head - dimples popping in his cheeks. His body is adorned in a pair of dark khaki trousers, a shimmery silver tank top and a white cropped suit jacket with black lining the neckline.
Butterflies erupt in my stomach with just how handsome he looks, and I feel my breathing stutter a bit - my knees buckling.
But then I remember why I'm here, and why we're both dressed up. We're not here for each other - not in that way.
Harry continues to speak, and I can see his eyes moving around as he does so. He's still polite, fully engaging in the conversation as his sight coasts over me. He looks away for just a moment before he double takes, and then he's honed in right on me again. I see his smile widen even more, turning completely to the person next to him for a moment, and before I know it, he's walking over to me.
I begin to walk towards him as well, fidgeting with my clutch in my hands. "Hi, H."
"Hi, Carter," his arms wrap around me like it's instinct, and I rest my cheek against his chest - arms around his waist. "You look beautiful."
I feel him plant a kiss to my hair before we separate, and I know my cheeks are on fire. "Thank you. You look handsome yourself."
My eyes catch sight of his swallows practically on full display with his cross pendant right between - a pearl necklace hugging a bit closer to her neck. I can see the flush coating his skin at my compliment as he shoves his hands into his pockets.
"Drink?" Harry tilts his head to the bar, raising his eyebrows at me.
"Please."
He slips one of his hands out of his pockets, hovering it over my lower back as we start towards one of the bars - one being set up on both sides of the room.
"What are we thinking?"
I purse my lips to the side, looking around quickly to see no sign of Gwen. "How about we sneak two Casamigos real quick? And then I'll take a Moscow Mule to drink."
Harry smirks at me as he leans against the bar. He orders our drinks before looking back to me with a shake of his head. "You wouldn't be trying to get me in trouble, would you?"
I scoff playfully, flipping my hair over my shoulder. "Of course not. What ever would give you that idea?"
Our shots and drinks get put on the bar, Harry getting a Mexican Mule for himself, and we quickly grab the shot glasses. We raise them in the air, our eyes meeting each other's.
"To your engagement," the words tumble out of my mouth before I can even register, and I know that my smile has dropped slightly.
Harry sucks in a deep breath, and we tap our glasses together - clinking them on the bar top as well before letting the clear liquid slide down our throats. I set my glass down while coughing slightly, grabbing my drink to wash down the taste.
"First one is always the hardest," Harry chokes, hitting his fist against his chest a bit as he mimics my action - sipping his own drink.
Once we both settle, we move away from the bar, but we're still slightly against the wall as more people begin to pile in. "Where's Gwen?"
"Something was going on with her hair," Harry sighs. "Your mother has been in the dressing room with her for about half an hour trying to get it straight. Your dad is currently with the head of catering to make sure everything is right."
I want to make a comment about how she has everyone running around for her, but I hold back.
"I'm guessing you wanted to talk to me about the Kieran situation earlier?" I turn to look at Harry, and he sends me a half smile. "That's why she was calling me while I was on the phone with you."
With my clutch now tucked under my arm, I look down at my drink - using the small little cocktail straw to stir it around. "I wanted to explain things before she called you because I knew she was going to. And I wanted to explain my side, and I know I shouldn't have brought you into it, but-"
"Carter," Harry laughs softly, bringing his hand up to rest on the back of my neck for a moment - giving it a soft squeeze. "I'm not mad at you. Gwen explained what happened, and I told her she should've handled it differently. If Kieran's sick, then she's sick. How's she feeling by the way?"
I stare at Harry with slightly wide eyes, not being completely shocked that he's so understanding, but I'm just a little surprised. He drops his hand away from my neck, tucking it back into his trouser pocket as he takes a sip of his drink.
"S-she's feeling okay," I stammer slightly, my neck still burning from his touch. "Her girlfriend came over to take care of her from what she said."
"Good, I'm glad, and don't worry - she's still very much invited to the wedding. I even told Gwen to let her bring a plus one since you'll be wrapped up with the wedding party most of the time."
My heart flutters as Harry speaks, and I try my best not to question how someone so caring is with someone like my sister. Gwen can be that way at times, sure, but she's nothing like Harry.
"Are you sure? Gwen said Kieran had to be my plus one, and I don't want to put you guys out. I know Kieran wouldn't want to either."
"We have plenty of room, remember? Need to fill it somehow," Harry sends me a wink, clearly alluding to the remark I made about the venue being too big just as I hear the fast clicking of heels. I look past him to see Gwen and my mom rushing towards us.
My stomach sinks, and I immediately feel myself stiffen at the sight of my sister. After what happened earlier, and knowing that she's already been flustered since being here, I'm preparing myself for the worst.
"Harry," Gwen practically gasps once she gets over to him. "What are you doing? You're supposed to be greeting everyone as they come in."
"Well, it's kind of hard to do that when it's just me. Everyone thinks I'm just open to being wrapped up in a conversation since you're not beside me."
Gwen looks at me, cutting her eyes a bit. "You could've given him a little direction, Carter, hm?"
I open my mouth to answer, but Harry speaks up instead. "Don't put this on her. She just got here anyway, and I've just finished setting her up with a drink. You want to go greet people? Let's go."
Harry's arm shoots out to wrap around Gwen's waist, and before she can think of speaking another word to me, they're heading towards the entrance of the room.
I feel my body relax once she's gone, but I can see my mother continuing to stare at me out of my peripheral. "What?"
"Be careful, Carter," her tone is dark, one that I haven't heard from her before, and I narrow my eyebrows before she continues. "I love you dearly, you and your sister both, but I've known about what you've been keeping down. I've seen it for years, and now is not the time to start letting it come out."
A knot forms in my throat with her words, and I do my best to swallow it down.
"You will not ruin this for your sister, do you hear me? You know that you've had all the time in the world to speak up - don't you dare to decide to do it now. I tried to be patient with you earlier, but enough is enough.”
I don't even have a chance to respond before she's walking away from me. I'm fighting to push back the tears gathering at my waterline, and as I turn to find the restroom, I walk directly into my father's chest.
"Pumpkin," he coos, a smile on his face before he studies me properly. "Hey, what's going on? Is everything alright?"
As much as I want to open up to him, and tell him about how it's basically been Gwen and my mother against me all day, I decide not to. My mother's right - I need to put my feelings aside for my sister.
"Y-yeah, dad," I force a smile onto my lips. "Just a little emotional is all, you know? For both Gwen and Harry."
I can tell that he's not really buying it, and he and Gwen are similar in that way. They can read people like an open book most of the time, so I know that he can see there's something else going on.
I've also been closer to my father than I have my mother. There wasn't really any reason in particular, both of my parents supported my art degree, but neither of them were too thrilled I chose to do tattooing with that. My father, however, has always been just the slightest bit more supportive. I've always felt like I could be more honest with him, and he wouldn't judge me for certain things.
"Alright," he nods at me, pulling me into a hug. I feel his lips against my temple before he talks again. "I know they've both been a bit much lately, your mother and Gwen, and just know I'm here if you need to talk about it."
Curling into him, I give him a nod as I hold my drink to my chest. "I'll be okay. I just can't wait until this is all over."
He chuckles, and I can't help but smile when I feel the rumble in his chest. "You and me both."
My father presses another quick kiss to my forehead before we unravel, and he orders himself a drink from the bar.
It's only a few minutes later that the DJ is announcing that it's time for everyone to gather at their seats as dinner is going to start being served.
As we gather around the main table, my parents are to the left side of Gwen, Harry to her right, and then Harry's parents to his right. I'm sitting directly across from Harry, the other bridesmaids filling out my side of the table on each side of me. I know that originally I was supposed to be directly across from Gwen, but now her best friend is sitting there. I'm sure it has to do with her being so unhappy with me today, but it's honestly a relief.
"Carter, dear, we haven't seen you in so long. How are you?" I hear Harry's mother ask me, and I send her a sweet smile as I sip the disgusting, and dry white wine that was served with dinner.
"I'm very good, thanks. About to finish my tattoo apprenticeship up, actually. I only have a month to go," I say, taking a quick sip of water to wash down the bad taste. "How are you guys? You both look wonderful. I can't believe it's been almost two years since we've last seen each other."
The conversation between Harry and I's parents continues for most of the dinner, and I see Gwen scowling every now and then out of the corner of my eye. At one point, my eyes had met Harry's, and I could see a gleam in them as he sent me a soft smile. I returned it, fighting the urge to reach across the table and swipe my fingertips against the back of his hand that was resting beside the copper mug with his cocktail in it.
I could feel the tension growing between Gwen and I throughout our time at the table. Anytime that she caught Harry and I speaking, she would make sure to put her hands on him in some way - trying to draw his attention away from me. Every part of me wanted to stand up and scream at her. I was on the verge of professing my feelings in front of everyone just to have it out in the open for all to see, but I knew I couldn't do that.
Mostly it wouldn't be fair to me, but it also wouldn't be fair to Harry.
Once dinner had finished, I found myself standing against one of the walls as the party continued. I was on my third cocktail, only having one more shot of tequila than the one that Harry and I did earlier. I was a bit buzzed, but nothing outside of my usual limit.
I searched around for either Harry or Gwen with my lip tucked between my teeth - seeing neither of them. Sighing, I sip down the rest of my cocktail and set the empty copper mug down on the bar before heading towards the restroom.
My eyes are on my feet as I walk, and in reality, I'm contemplating just calling an Uber and leaving early. This wasn't enjoyable for me in any way, and I'd rather just be at home.
A hand wraps around my wrist, and I gasp out in surprise as I'm pulled behind a halfway wall, separating the main foyer from the bathrooms and employee areas. Once I'm steady again, my sight sets on Harry who's giving me a cheeky grin - one hand behind his back.
"What are you doing?" I laugh, my face already aching from how hard I'm smiling.
He quickly whips a bottle of Casamigos from behind his back, and my jaw goes slack. "Harry, are you insane?"
Harry lets out a small giggle as he pops the cork from the bottle, carelessly tossing it to the side as he extends it out to me. "Maybe...I don't know. I figured we both could use a little pick me up, yeah?"
"Okay, yeah, I get it, but what if Gwen-"
"I'll deal with her," he cuts me off almost immediately, eyes set on mine.
My eyes dart between him and the alcohol for a few seconds before I look around to make sure no one else is around us. I snatch the bottle from him, and I bring it to my lips - gulping down a few sips with a wince. I shove it back into his chest as I push the back of my hand against my mouth to smother my coughs.
"Jesus," I choke as I watch Harry swig from the bottle as well, swallowing down my gag reflex that wants to show itself.
He lets out a loud 'ah' as he pulls the liquor from his lips - smacking them slightly. "Fuck, that's good."
"Weren't you the one asking me if I was trying to get you in trouble earlier? I think you were trying to deflect. Maybe you had the idea in your head to cause some chaos all along, hm?"
A loud laugh leaves Harry as he tilts his head back, and he's quick to snap his free hand over his mouth just as I'm reaching forward to do the same - his eyes wide. I let out a giggle as my hand clamps over his, and then I shush him softly. "You're going to blow our cover."
I can feel Harry's fist that's still clutching the bottle against my hip, my hand not covering his mouth falling against his shoulder.
For once, I don't try to hide the fact that my eyes are dancing all over his face, and I can see that his are doing the same. Our hands covering his mouth lower at the same time as we move a bit closer - chests almost flush against one another.
"Gwen!" I hear the DJ announce through the system, and Harry and I step apart. "We need the bride-to-be at the photo booth for pictures! Has anyone seen Gwen?"
I watch as Harry lifts his hand to run his index finger along the underside of his chin, and I begin to back further away. "I'm going to use the restroom."
He nods at me, but never once does he allow his gaze to fall away from my frame. "Yeah, I'll probably...I need to go back out there. I'm going to stash this under the table my parents are sitting at, okay?"
I can't help but let out another laugh at him, and I nod. "Okay, H, we can sneak it again in a little bit."
"Just like old times," Harry sighs, and before I can respond the DJ is calling for Gwen again.
"Hurry!" I encourage him with a fit of laughter, and he quickly darts out from behind of our barrier to hide the bottle before my sister sees.
I quickly make my way into the bathroom to disguise anything else that may seem suspicious, and with the way the alcohol is making me feel, I can't help but to keep giggling. It's like all of a sudden I'm transported back to the earlier days of Harry and I's friendship - when we'd be getting drunk at parties, but still being safe.
After heading into one of the stalls, I start to use the restroom as I hear the door open. I instantly hear female laughter before they begin to speak.
"Gwen is so irritated with her sister. It's more than obvious," I hear one voice speak, and I can tell it's one of the bridesmaids.
"I mean, I don't blame her. I understand that she and Harry were friends first, but it's apparent that her little sister is obsessed with him. If I was Gwen, I wouldn't even have her in my wedding."
Clenching my fists in my lap, I try to will away my tears for the second time tonight while they continue to speak.
"No, you're so right. I keep thinking the same thing," the first girl scoffs. "Maybe we should say something to Gwen?"
"I don't know. I think she's well aware of what's going on. Carter just wants Harry for herself. Fuck, if that was my sister, I'd..."
I flush the toilet to drown out the rest of their words, and I confidently walk out of my stall. The eyes of the two bridesmaids widen as I approach the sink farthest away from them - beginning to wash my hands. I recognize them both as girls Gwen chose that she went to college with, but I really don't even know them.
Grabbing some paper towels, I dry my hands off as I walk behind them, and I want to find it in myself to say something to them, but I know it won't be worth it in the end. I meet the eyes of one of the girls in the mirror as I toss my paper towels away just before I exit the bathroom. My eyes instantly latch onto the table Harry's parents are sitting at, and I know I need another shot to calm my nerves.
I sit down next to Harry's mother in an empty seat, and she sends me a knowing smile as I slide my hand underneath the table cloth to try and find what I'm searching for.
"How'd you know it'd be right here next to me?"
I laugh with a shrug as I feel my fingers brush against the bottle. "Because I know Harry would have plopped himself right down in this seat next to you. I know he's attached to your hip. I've never teased him about it ever, I hope you know, because I find it so sweet."
His mother lets out a loud cackle - so similar to Harry's when he laughs hard. "Well, you're not wrong about that."
Ducking down, I take a few sips from the bottle before stashing it away again, and that's when I hear the beginning of a song that instantly gets my heart jumping.
I gasp as I get up from my chair. Making my way through the room, my arms push amongst the crowd as my eyes search for the one person I need. I make my way to the middle of the dancefloor and I'm instantly met with Harry again - large smiles taking over our faces.
"Did you add this?" I ask, pointing up as his smile turns into a smirk.
"It wouldn't be a party without this song, now would it?"
The intro continues to play, but once the vocals come in, it's like Harry and I forget about everyone else. We're dancing and singing like we used to together - our movements sloppy, and uncoordinated.
"Oh, say you'll be there. I'm giving you everything. All that joy can bring, this I swear, ow."
Harry slides on the floor with his hands out, moving closer to me, and I can see that some of the people around us were clearing out - others around the party looking directly at us.
"Last time that we had this conversation, I decided we should be friends, yeah. But now, we're going 'round in circles tell me will this déjà vu never end? No. And now you tell me that you're falling in love well, I never ever thought that would be, hey. This time, you gotta take it easy - throwing far too much emotions at me."
Looking over to Harry, I see him shimmying just like he used to in college - bottom lip tucked between his teeth. For a moment, I have a flashback of him with his long curls tied back in a bun, and his body covered in tight black skinny jeans with a button up that would be barely buttoned.
I begin to not care about the people looking at us dancing together, and I can tell the alcohol was really kicking in. I almost want to rub it not only in those bridesmaids' faces, but also Gwen's face that my best friend was choosing to dance with me over anyone else.
"But any fool can see they're falling. I gotta make you understand. I'm giving you everything. All that joy can bring, this I swear (I'll give you everything). And all that I want from you is a promise you will be there. Say you will be there, ow Say you will be there, ah, won't you sing it with me?"
I feel one of Harry's hands on my waist, his other one moving to grab my hand as we dance lazily with each other. My head tilts back with a giggle as he begins to spin me for a bit before letting me go again, dancing separately once more.
"If you put two and two together you will see what our friendship is for, oh. If you can't work this equation then I guess I'll have to show you the door. There is no need to say you love me, it would be better left unsaid."
As the song starts going into the last choruses, I start to really register the lyrics, and I feel an ache start to grow in my chest. My movements slow down as I stare at Harry who still has a wide smile on his face as he dances across the floor - just as freely as I can remember from before.
Turning my head, I can see Gwen pushing through people out of the corner of my eye, and she eventually moves to stand right in front of us.
"What do the two of you think you're doing?" Gwen snaps at the both of us, but still keeps her voice just loud enough to where we're the only ones who can hear her over the music.
"What do you mean? We're just dancing, Gwen," Harry says as he starts to slow down as well, and I watch as my sister sends him one of the most pointed looks I've ever seen.
"This is our engagement party, Harry, and I come back from taking pictures and freshening up to see everyone standing around watching my fiancé and my little sister dance together?"
"Come on, it's not like that, and you know," I've never really seen Harry fight before like he is tonight, and it seems like the realization as to why hits Gwen and I both at the same time.
"How much have you had to drink?" She walks forward so that she's closer to his face, and I can tell she's trying to smell his breath. "Jesus Christ, Harry, you fucking reek of tequila."
Harry rolls his eyes, and I can start to feel anger rising in me as well. "Give it a rest," I speak up, shaking my head. "It's his party too, and he's just trying to have some fun."
Gwen now looks over to me, and I already know that I'm going to get a mouthful from her. "What the hell is your problem, Carter? You guys aren't in college anymore. You can't just keep trying to make him be that friend to you again. Are you doing this on purpose to try and embarrass me tonight or something?"
Now I'm the one to roll my eyes, and I can't even find it in me to answer her as I walk away. I snatch my clutch from the table where I left it as I head towards the door that leads to a small outdoor area - needing fresh air. I immediately feel the chill as I walk outside, and I open up my clutch to snatch my pack of cigarettes. I place one of the sticks between my lips before lighting it up, putting everything back into my clutch as I inhale - the nicotine filling my lungs.
I wrap my arms around myself to battle the cold, balancing the cigarette between my fingers by resting the heel of my palm against my bicep.
I should've known that Gwen was going to try and twist what was just going on into something that it wasn't. I can only imagine what she's currently saying to Harry, or the complaints that she's spewing to my parents.
With a shaky hand, I bring the cigarette back up to my lips as I hear the door I previously walked out of open behind me. I peer over my shoulder to see Harry, and I suck in a deep drag as he moves to stand right beside me.
"I'm sorry," he sighs, looking down to his feet with his hands in his pockets. "I didn't think us dancing like that was going to be such an issue."
I blow the smoke from my mouth before I respond, licking over my lower lip. "It's not your fault, H. We were just trying to have fun, and she wants this to be some over the top formal occasion, which it is, but she wants it to be so serious."
From the corner of my eye, I can see that Harry is eying my cigarette. I chew on the inside of my cheek as I extend my hand out - offering it to him. I knew that Gwen had made him quit smoking within the first year of them dating, and I wasn't sure if he had smoked at all since.
"You don't have to if you don't want to," I shrug. "I know it may not help your case tonight if you do."
Harry looks at the stick for a moment before he shakes his head. "Fuck it."
He takes the cigarette from me and brings it to his heart shaped lips, and I watch as the end of it glows bright orange. My eyes drop to his chest as it expands before he tilts his head back and blows the smoke up towards the sky. I see that his shoulders deflate, and I know that the nicotine is already starting to help him calm down a bit.
Looking back over to me, Harry's eyes trail over my stance, and he quickly raises his eyebrows. "Here," he says before tucking the cigarette between his lips. He shrugs his jacket off and walks over to me - wrapping it around my shoulders.
"Harry, you're going to be cold now too. All you have is a tank top on," I try to fight him, going to drag the jacket off my body but he holds it tight against me.
"I don't care about me," he says, cigarette bobbing up and down with his voice slightly muffled. "I can tell you're absolutely freezing, and I can't have that."
My heart palpitates at his words, his sage colored eyes meeting mine for what feels like the millionth time tonight as he keeps his hands on my shoulders.
This is all reminding me of a night back in college when we went to a local bar with friends, and I was beside myself. I wasn't really in the state of mind to be around everyone like I was, so I had dipped out to smoke a cigarette on the sidewalk to try and ease my nerves. Harry found me, just like he did tonight, and he realized right away that I didn't want to be there any longer. He immediately told our friends that we were leaving, and we ended up stopping by a gas station to brown bag a bottle of malt liquor in a park.
We were passing the bottle back and forth as we lazily swung on swings together, and eventually Harry could tell that I was getting cold. So reminiscent of what's just happened now, Harry wrapped his jacket around me underneath the moon and the stars - all while a cigarette dangled between his plump lips.
"Gwen might have a point, Harry," I tell him sadly, my lips twitching down into a frown.
Harry pulls the stick from his mouth after taking another drag, blowing the smoke through his nose as he sends me a questionable look. "What are you talking about?"
"Us, our friendship," my pulse begins to quicken as I speak - the words that are coming out feel as if they're burning my tongue. "Maybe I am just really trying to keep what we had when it was just us, and that's not fair. That's not fair to you, it's not fair to Gwen, and...it's not fair to me."
I can see anxiety pooling in Harry's eyes, and he closes the gap between us even more. Bringing his free hand up, he cups the side of my neck - the pad of his thumb grazing my jawline. "Carter, I know you're not trying to say what I think you're saying right now..."
It's obvious he wants to say more, but he trails off a bit. My bottom lip wobbles as I try to gather my thoughts. I know that I need to be careful in what I say next.
"I don't want to cause issues between the two of you. You're practically just starting the rest of your lives together, and I just keep getting in the middle."
Harry quickly flicks the cigarette onto the ground, snuffing it out with the toe of his shoe as he brings his other hand up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. "You listen to me right now," his voice is low - causing a knot to form in my stomach. "I don't ever want to hear you try and sacrifice our friendship to please someone else. You got that?"
I lift up my hands to push against his chest, trying to pull away from him, but he pulls me right back in. “But Harry, it’s Gwen, she’s going to be your wife, and-”
"Carter, I'm serious," his tone is now pleading, and I see that his eyes are glazing over. "I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you in my life, and you saying what you said just now is scaring me shitless. Please promise me that you're not going anywhere. Not now, not after the wedding - never."
I remain silent as I blink, feeling tears beginning to streak down my cheeks. My brain is telling me to respond, but the squeezing of my heart is telling me that if I speak this could turn into a full on confession, and that's the last thing either of us need tonight.
"Please," he whispers, both hands moving to cup my cheeks with his fingers tangled into the sides of my hair. "I need you, and I know I may have had a shitty way of showing it lately, but I do. You're my best fucking friend."
And that's all I'll ever be.
Those words were about to creep their way out before the same door as before opens behind us, causing Harry and I to jump away from each other. He walks away from me while running his fingers over his lips that were pursed to the side, and I'm expecting at any moment to hear Gwen's voice.
But it's not hers that begins to speak.
"Carter," I cringe as I realize it's my mother who's made her way out here, and I suck in a deep breath before looking at her over my shoulder. "You need to go home. Now."
More tears begin to fall as I keep eye contact with her, shrugging Harry's jacket off my shoulders.
"And Harry," she continues as I look back over to him, extending his jacket out for him to take. "You need to get back inside. Gwen is a wreck, and you need to fix this."
Harry takes his jacket from me, slipping it back on as he looks at me. I can tell that he's still trying not to cry, and I'm sure that seeing my tears freely falling isn't helping with the emotions he's going through at the moment.
"For Christ's sake," my mother steps forward, and she's quickly grabbing my hand - tugging me away from Harry. "You're both adults, and you need to start acting like it. I don't know what I just saw when I walked out here, but I won't be uttering a word about it to Gwen. With that being said, you both need to do what I've asked right now. I will not repeat myself."
It's clear that Harry is very much battling himself as to what to do, so I make the decision for him. I give him a soft nod, choking down the lump in my throat. "Go inside, Harry. I'm going home."
Harry's expression becomes one of pain before he's looking away from me, his head hung as he heads back into the building - the music from the party bleeding outside for just a moment before it grows quiet.
"Mom, I can-"
"I raised you better than this," she tells me, her hand dropping mine so she can point her finger in my face. "Do you realize how selfish you're being? Do you realize the magnitude of your actions? I come out here to try to smooth things over, but instead I find you both with hands all over each other - as if I was interrupting something."
"It wasn't like that, I swear. I was trying to tell him that we need separation, but he got scared. He's scared to lose me, and I can't...I don't want to hurt him," I shut my eyes tight - my arms wrapping around myself once more. "He's my best friend."
"You and I both know that he's not just a best friend to you," she says sharply. "You need to grow up, Carter. You're acting like a child, and this game that you're playing stops tonight. Is that understood?"
As much as I want to argue that I'm not trying to play any kind of game, and that I'm just trying to hold onto something so dear to me, I give in.
"Yes, I understand," I hold back the sob rising in my chest as I open my clutch to get out my phone. "Don't worry, I'm going home."
Walking away from my mom, I quickly order an Uber as I walk around the side of the venue so I'm now at the front. My teeth chatter together as the wind picks up - crashing harshly against my frame. I close my eyes as I suck in a deep breath, processing everything that happened tonight.
I thought that I would have a few more months before my life completely changed, but it seems what just happened was actually the beginning.
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433 EROS aspecting the planets! 🔥💦
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Eros - Sun
For men, You'll like to have your partners back facing you while fucking. Like positions where you can see your partners back. And for the ladies, y'all like postions where you partner faces ur back..there's a lotta positions like that imma tell u, so don't hide yo face gurl😏💦
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For both men and woman, yall have a kink related to breasts,nipples and chest. You might like to suck nipple or have your nipples sucked. Ladies, you like your boobs getting kissed and sucked. Also (for both male n female) you like being on top of ur partner while doing it or postions where you gotta be on top and ur partner, below you😏🤠🔥
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Eros - Mercury
For men and women, y'all have a voice kink. You guys just wanna hear ur partner moan and say dirty,sexy things about you while fucking. Also you wanna grab ur partners hand while making out or even having positions with your partners hands on your genital area like getting fingered or fingering ur partners. Goshh that's just- 🔥😩
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Eros - Venus
Damnnn, y'all love to have your neck grabbed (either from the back of front) while making out with your partner. You can also have a kink of grabbing your partners neck while fucking. You also like it when your partner plays with your mouth or lips. Aandd, you love to fuck ass or have ur partner fuck your ass. It's soo 🥵💦
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Eros - Mars
Okayy, ladies and gentlemen, y'all love to fuck in positions that involve so so much energy and movement! Rough sex runs in your very veins🔥 Y'all could also like giving/receiving head/oral. You all can also like deep eye contact while you and your partner are moaning while making out..sheeshh hottt!!😩🥵 y'all also like having ur hair grabbed or grabbing your partners hair while fucking💦😩
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Y'all can fuck for long hours or have a kink/desire to fuck that long. You could also have this kink of fucking older guys(not too old). For men, usually they really like fucking for long hours. Y'all could also have this "teacher and student role play" type of sex in the bedroom, you like it when your partner tells you what position to be in or have a desire/kink for it. You guys like it when your partners act dominating or guide you while making out..you guys have this thing where, when your partner tells you to do something and you don't do it, you like it when they sexually punish you hahah or you could also fantasize/have a kink for it. Y'all love it when your partner kiss or sucks your thighs or you like doing the same for your partners. You all love the hip grab while fucking too💦🔥
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For both men and women, Y'all have this kink with chains and handcuffs or anything that's gotta do with tying,locking, chaining, you know it😉😏 Y'all like to get chained, handcuffed or tied while making out with your partner or doing the same to your partner while fucking them. Y'all also like putting your partner on their knees or your partner putting you on your knees. You guys love breaking the rules or limitations and fucking crazzyy damnn, you guys just love breaking the rules in bed and going wildd🔥💥⛓ or you could even wanna break the bed hahaha. But if not this you guys could really enjoy serious sex too or even have this kink of "employee and the boss" kinda sex in the bedroom.
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Eros - Uranus
Y'all have the desire to literally go wild and do the "fucking" process differently damnn, you guys can literally surprise your partners with yo unpredictable wildest kinks. Speaking of which, you guys can have crazy sexual kinks and desiress..also I feel like you drive your partner crazy, especially when it comes to your ass haha..your partners could always wanna fuck your ass or for a male, you guys just wanna fuck ass, crazy ass kink imma tell you💦😩
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FAQs
What application do you use to draw?
Ibis paint X! Tho i used to use MS paint and FireAlpaca
Can i dubbed your comics/translate to another language?
Yes! Yes you may! As always dont forget the credit and a link back to my account. Tho there are exceptions such as comics that are paid commission those are no-go for dubs
Can i make fan art/fanfic of your characters?
Sure yo! There's no need to ask permission from me really, go wild. No need to also ask permission to include characters i didnt make lol
Can i make ship art/ship children of your character?
Yeah, totes. Just make sure we're both in same understanding that it's not canon to me or doesn't harm anyone or be forced upon anyone, its a-ok!
Can i ship your character with my ocs/other character other than their canon ship?
You may, as long as it's clear that it's not canon to me or being forced to anyone, we're all good
How tall are the sanses here?
Lol, most of the sanses here are Avjverse standard height of 4"11! With exception to some sanses. But monster height is pending to be established and that makes the standard 7"11, 3 feet boost
What websites you post your drawings in?
So far, i have Deviantart, Buzzly, Tumblr, Kofi, Patreon and Tiktok. Im mostly active here in Tumblr as you can see tho haha!
How many characters do you have?
See list here!
Have you ever noticed Corruption looks like Error404
Yes, i am aware and I'd like to not have anyone bother me with it either. A lot of sanses and sans shipchildren will obviously look or have some resemblance but im not saying corruption is related to Error404, he doesn't even exist in AVJverse
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Promises we made
Summary: They made promises to eachother
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13 years ago:
"Jude?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think we'll ever find love"
"Uhm I don't know, what Is love anyway"
"I don't know,but I think it's all about holding hands and hugging your boyfriend or girlfriend"
"But we do that all the time"
"Does that mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend"
"I don't know, maybe"
"But don't girlfriends and boyfriends like kiss eachother"
"Eww,that's gross"
"Yeah, love is gross, I don't think I want to have it"
"Me too"
"But my mom and dad hug and kiss eachother all the time,does that make them boyfriend and girlfriend"
"I don't know Jude, Maybe they are"
"I think they're married"
"I think I wanna get married instead of being someone's girlfriend"
"Isn't that the same thing as being someone's girlfriend"
"No being girlfriend and boyfriend means you have to kiss and hug your boyfriend or girlfriend and do all the yucky stuff"
"Then what does being married mean"
"You live with the person but you don't kiss them, you only hug them and live with them"
"Oh yeah that makes it easier to understand"
"Yeah, so I wanna get married"
"I promise that when we're older we'll get married,then I can become a football player and you can become an actress, and we'll live together and be happy"
"Yeah, then we can have as much candy as we want and no one would tell us to stop"
"But what about kids"
"Only boyfriends and girlfriends have kids"
"Oh yeah right"
"You didn't make a promise to me Y/n"
"Oh right, I promise to always be your best friend and always be there for you"
"Thank you, me as well I promise too"
"Pinky promise?"
"Pinky promise"
10 years later:
Jude an I are at his house just sitting on the floor and talking about random stuff
"Am I really that hard to love"
"What do you mean?"
"I broke up with Isaac "
"Another one bites the dust"
"Stop"
"Why did you break up with him"
"He was too controlling for my liking"
"Good riddance,I never even liked the lad anyway"
"You never liked any of my boyfriends"
"That's because they were all pricks"
"No not all of them"
"Whatever, and to answer your question , no you are not hard to love"
"Well to help you feel beter, Roxy broke up with me"
"What for?"
"Something about not feeling it anymore"
"Oh well her loss"
"You know what we should do"
"What?"
"If all love in our lives fails us we should just get married to eachother"
"That's actually a good idea"
"See I'm clever as well"
"Whatever einstein"
"C'mon let's plan our wedding"
"It's not like we're actually gonna get married"
"Yeah but if it happens we need to be prepared"
He grabs his laptop and starts typing things
"Ok first order of business,the cake"
"Why the cake, why can't it be the wedding dress first"
"Fine, the wedding dress first"
"Ok I pick this one":
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"That looks pretty, you're gonna look so pretty"
"Thank you"
"Ok now for the suit"
"Just wear a black suit"
"Oh right, what's next"
"The venue"
"What about that one"
"Yeah that's really beautiful"
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"Next"
"The rings"
"Let's pick for eachother"
"Ok I pick this one for you"
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"Then I pick this one for you"
"I'm not gonna lie I'm really enjoying doing this"
"Same"
"What's next then"
"The cake"
"Ok I'm in love with that one"
"I definitely agree"
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"We need a reception as well"
"Which one should we go for"
"You can pick this one Jude"
"Ok, I pick this one"
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"We forgot a color scheme"
"White and Gold"
"Ok"
"Is that all"
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"The food"
"So a Buffett"
"Yeah, that way everybody can have how ever amount of food that they"
"Smart"
"Yeah I know I am"
"Whatever"
"JUDE BELLINGHAM HAS JUST SCORED THE THIRD GOAL OF THE MATCH, WHAT A LAD"
Present day:
"Bellingham, Bellingham, Bellingham,BELLINGHAM!"
The crowd goes wild as I sit there watching Jude celebrating with his teammates, he turns around and blows me an air kiss
I catch it and return it back to him
When the game ends the score is 5-0
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I wait for Jude to do the post match interview and receive his player of the match award
When he's done we walk to the car
"I'll drive" I say
"Thank you, I'm proper knackered"
"I know"
"Can you believe we're getting married, this weekend
"I know it feels so surreal"
"What feels surreal is the fact that by this time Next week you'll already be MRS Bellingham, you'll be my wife"
"And you'll be my husband"
"I can't believe it"
"Me too"
Weekend:
The day is finally here I'm getting married to my bestfriend and the man I love
"Aww, look at how beautiful you look,you look so beautiful sweetheart"
"Thanks mom"
"Good God I'm gonna cry"
"No please don't"
She comes in for a hug and when she pulls back, she's got tears in her eyes"
"Mom please don't cry, it's not like I'm leaving you"
"You sort of are in a way" she says
"Ok places everybody, we're up in 5" the wedding planner says
"Let's get you married"
We make our way outside and start walking to where the ceremony is taking place
My bridesmaids make they're way down the aisle
When they're done it's my turn
I take a deep breath before walking
Please don't trip
Please don't trip
Please don't trip
Please don't trip
Then I see him,black crisp tuxedo that looks like second skin on him
He's smiling at me and I smile back at him
When I reach the end of the aisle he grabs my hand and guides me in front of him
"Hi" he whispers
"Hey" I whisper back
"You look beautiful"
"You look handsome"
"I can't believe we're doing this"
"We're crazy"
"Most definitely"
"Thank you everyone for being her today to bring together these two people in matrimony, I don't wanna wate your time so let's get into it the couple have decided to have their own vows , starting with y/n"
"Jude you are my best friend, you always have been, you've been there for me every single day, at first I saw you as my brother, which is weird now that I'm thinking about it , but the point is you've been my pillar, the person to push me when I was not up for the challenge , when I felt like my world was ending and when I felt alone, you showed me countless times that you were right there and if I fell you where always there to pick me up and tell me to try again, I love you more than words can ever Express and I promise to always love you"
"Alright now Jude"
"Y/n, many years ago I made a promise to, a promise nobody but us knew about, I promised that one day I'd marry you here I am now fulfilling that promise, I am so happy you are a person that exists in this universe, because there are thousands of people in this universe and if I'm gonna be marrying one I'm Glad it's you, I can't imagine my life without you or how it where I would be right now without you, but I know for a fact that I wouldn't be standing here making you my wife, I love you more than anything in this universe and I promise to always support you and love you"
"By the power vested in me"
" pronounce you Husband and wife, you may kiss the bride"
Jude doesn't waste another second to kiss me
When we pull away he smiles at me
"I can't believe we did that"
"Well believe it"
We walk down the aisle and take a few pictures before going to the reception
We enjoy with our friends, family and loved ones
And by the time 10 O'clock hits my feet are tired from all the dancing
So Jude decides we should go to bed
"What a day"
"Yeah you can say that again"
"MRS. Bellingham"
"That feels weird to hear"
"Stop ruining the moment, I'm trying to build up something"
"Oh, ok sorry, start from the beginning"
"Y/n"
"Sorry"
"Stop"
We end up laughing and he just pulls me in for a kiss, that slowly becomes heated by the moment
He pulls away and says
"I love you so much"
"And I love you more"
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pyromaniac-cyndaquil · 8 months
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YO how do you do a soullink on explorers??? that sounds so fun,,, id like to do that with a friend :0
Definitely having a blast with it! Me and my friend decided we wanted to mix it up a bit after doing several main series randomizer soul links, here's the way we've been doing it:
General PMD Soul Link Rules
Pick the same hero and partner. Your hero is your friend's partner and vice versa, with the same names and team name! You're in this together and are each other's partners.
Give them the same moves in both games and discuss changes to the movepool together - will this move benefit your hero? Does that work for your friend's partner?
(example: I'm playing as a Rowlet, level up and can learn aromatherapy. After some discussion I teach it - I have a move I'm fine with scrapping and my friend's zorua hero is struggling with poison traps, so his partner having a way to cure poison is super helpful. Once Rowlet is the same level in his game, he teaches it too. You can also teach TMs if you both already own the same one and can decide what move to replace.)
Go through story and dungeons together at the same pace. Found the stairs? Great! Tell your partner and wait at the stairs till they find them too, or go up but don't explore till they join you.
For non story missions, pick a dungeon you can both get jobs in and do that. It's okay if they're on different floors or if you have more/less than your partner, just go through floors together till one of you finishes first and can leave. The other person can continue on alone if needed.
If one of you faints in a dungeon, no resets, you gotta take the loss. The other person also needs to press the 'give up' button and also take the loss. Sorry about your money/items.
If you choose to add new recruits, send them back to the guild immediately, until your partner gets one too (up to you if they have to be the same species but they have to be from the same dungeon/recruitment method, with the same nickname). No hard rule on movesets for extras. If an extra team member faints for one person, the other should send them home.
We didn't set any rules about item usage - those are all fair game and don't have to be the same.
The only exception is using joy/golden seeds at the same time, just so we're at fairly similar strength.
You can do this with any pmd game! Ofc only eos can do randomizers, but if that element isn't important to you, go wild.
This is obvious, but communication is key! You gotta make sure you know where the other person is up to and work through things together, really helps with the immersion too.
For randomized runs
Randomizers will obviously need to use eos, due to being done with Skytemple Randomizer. To get the full experience you also might wanna get Skytemple and edit the hero and partner lists in order to have both your hero and partner choices available interchangeably (Eg. Having mew as a hero choice is fine, but if they're not a partner choice as well you'll need to edit that).
If you gotta edit the hero and partner choices here's a simple screenshot based tutorial on how to do that!
We're playing our randomizer with the same seed and it's great, plus it makes it easier to talk about which characters are doing what. Discovering the randomized chapter names and character switchups together is pretty priceless too.
We've noticed the ROM we generated seems to crash a lot for some reason (may be some of the patches we added idk), so we're working with a crash clause too - if the game crashes while on an exploration, the other person has just gotta wait for them to catch up. If one of you then faints on that same exploration, the other can continue to just wait while the one who fainted is permitted to reset - otherwise the crashes REALLY start to suck all the fun out of it.
Don't randomize ROMs that use the expand pokelist patch. If you don't know what that is, you probably don't need to worry about it. Expanded sky uses this too though, so DON'T RANDOMIZE EXPANDED SKY. idk why you get something like uhh. This:
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Ofc they're not set rules and you can alter them all you like, but that's how we've been playing! I'm currently playing as a Rowlet called Bacon, and my friend is playing as a Zorua called Snickers. Our team is called Mintyfresh and we escaped the future and got to treeshroud forest last night :)
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cloudninetonine · 1 year
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I know you’re probably going to make the memory scene as painful as possible, but…
Does Legend actually, like genuinely get soft with Player at some point? 🥺 Does he pull the same jealous shit that Hyrule and Wild find themselves doing often? Does he get mopey when they’re paying too much attention to others? Does he get in a big stink about anyone bringing it up, saying that such claims are false, but knows deep down that they caught him red handed?
Soft Legend is my life I can’t-
Also, the fact that in the snippet Player is all alone with Dink made my mind jump to the meeting with Koridai, where Player was also all alone with Dink at the start, and my brain forgot he wasn’t canon for a moment and was like “yo, we meeting Koridai?”
I will warn you now that I do tend to make the scene painful, I really hope I give it justice but we're just gonna have to see!
But I do plan to have Legend become softer over time! Yes, he will most likely be one of the last but he can't be suspicious for forever can he? A bit of banter here and there, but that'll be a bit further into the future. I feel once he's remembered he's softer, like Marin kind of soft- probably gets jealous very quickly too, poor baby but I do plan for soft Legend! It's just gonna take a while :')
Gotta love soft Legend- local bastard soft for his guide, plastering it on the hoardings.
IEWFBFEIPEWIP WOULD BE A FUNNY TWIST WOULDN'T IT?? JUST HEAR HIS DAMNED VOICE COME AROUND THE CORNER IWEUFBIWOBUB
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tobiasdrake · 1 year
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Sonic the Hedgehog borrows from Dragon Ball a lot. It's an open secret. Everyone knows it. Even Frontiers could be argued to be Sonic's version of Namek, which gets harder to unsee when you notice Eggman's conspicuous saucer ships dotted around the landscape.
But do you know what strikes me as interesting?
The Chaos Emeralds are Sonic's version of Dragon Balls. In fact, they even shored up the number to seven, matching Dragon Ball, in the same game that they introduced Sonic turning into a Super Saiyan. Originally it was six Emeralds and no Super Sonic.
But the staying power of the Chaos Emeralds has far outshone the Dragon Balls. The titular Dragon Balls often end up being dialed down to a background MacGuffin. Characters will collect the Dragon Balls offscreen because they're too busy doing plot stuff to have a serious gathering arc.
Someone will just turn up going, "Yo, I got all the Dragon Balls. Let's resurrect everyone who died or whatever we're doing with them."
But the Chaos Emeralds have remained front and center for much of the franchise. Where the individual Emeralds got scattered to and how to bring them all back together comes up a lot in Sonic the Hedgehog, as does the lore and history behind them.
Why is that? Well. Here's the thing.
The decision to tie the Emeralds into Sonic's central themes and especially into Super Sonic makes them critical to the story.
Goku's Super Saiyan form is a power that he has, independent of the Dragon Balls. This works for the central themes of Dragon Ball, which are about hard work and self-improvement to overcome obstacles. Ultimately, Dragon Ball is the story of Goku, not the story of the Dragon Balls. So the gathering of the Dragon Balls often becomes a vestigial element.
Sonic's central themes are about the effects of industrialization on the ecological world. Eggman represents the cold, uncaring advance of "progress" turning forests into lumber yards and fields into factories. Like, the fact that his murder robots are being powered by innocent woodland creatures is pretty unsubtle about what's being said here. The Chaos Emeralds are much more firmly tied to that theme.
The Chaos Emeralds are presented as a natural resource. They're mysterious artifacts of ambiguous origin that produce immeasurable power. To Eggman, they exist to be exploited. They're something he can plug into his latest machine. He doesn't really care about the Emeralds, so much as he cares about what he can build with the Emeralds.
But the Chaos Emeralds aren't his. They're something raw and wild and majestic in their own right. They have no real origin because they don't need one. Nature doesn't stop to explain itself. Ultimately, Sonic's goal is typically not to get the Emeralds for himself, but to simply keep them away from Eggman's ever-expanding industrial engines.
Eggman wants to take these ancient, mysterious natural artifacts of immeasurable wonder and turn them into batteries. Sonic says, "No, you can't do that, I won't let you." This ties into the greater conflict, where Eggman wants to turn the whole world into a chain of factories, warehouses, and production lines, and Sonic won't let him.
Sonic is basically a more aggressive Lorax who isn't taking any of the Once-ler's shit.
By contrast, Super Sonic is the result of Sonic taking the Emeralds as they are and channeling their power in its raw, unmodified form. This is something Eggman would never do because, as mentioned above, he doesn't really care about the Emeralds themselves. But Sonic does. Sonic respects the unchecked power of nature. And he uses that power to wreck Eggman's stuff and free the enslaved woodland creatures within.
Dragon Ball was able to ultimately move on from the Dragon Balls because, at the end of the day, they're just a neat plot device that Goku can sometimes use, but they aren't really central to the story. The story is about Goku and his journey to expand his horizons.
But you can't really divorce Sonic the Hedgehog from the Chaos Emeralds. They are the ultimate manifestation of everything Sonic's story is about.
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inchidentally · 2 months
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Maybe I’ve been reading too much fan fiction but part of my feels like it could really happen where Oscar assumes Lando is too cool or too wild for him and doesn’t push for more of a friendship. I remember Carlos and Daniel having no problem doing trips and social stuff or just hanging out more with Lando pretty soon after being his teammate. I feel like Oscar having been a fanboy he’s just assumed he would be too quiet and shy to join in Lando’s partying and cool friends.
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(mental note here I'm speaking fully non-RPF and purely the real life friendships)
well I will weigh in and say that Carlos and Lando didn't start properly socializing (apart from golf, which was always in a group of 4 or more) until 2022 when he went for the wedding. before then yea, Lando's never minded third wheeling with Carlos and Isa like he does with Carlos and Rebecca but I don't really count that as much bc it's sort of like parents and child aslfglafg
and it was the same with Daniel - they didn't immediately bond and it was probably around the same time as with Carlos that they started hanging out more socially. it all makes sense bc Lando finally got old enough to have more in common with those guys and to fit in with their friend groups more. a 19 or even a 22 yo gamer/youtuber isn't going to have much in common with guys in their late twenties or thirties who have steady girlfriends (apart from F1 or sport) esp when Lando has always been young for his age. Lando hinted at wanting to visit Daniel's ranch like what, two or three years ago? and he only just now visited and only for one day during his winter break with his (very definitely close friend) Martin Garrix.
and it's worth saying here that an anon gave a very detailed rundown of just how much Lando and Max V have socialized for years to a degree he never has with Carlos or Daniel. same with George and Alex who he's also known for ages. so I'd say a lot can be said for people misinterpreting Lando's closeness with the F1 friends based on "bromances" rather than reality. car|ando is big business in fandom world, closely followed by dando - so that's the stuff that gets cherry picked out. but you could find the same content with Max, George or Alex.
Lando's degree of actual friendship with someone clearly takes a while for him to warm up to. and as another anon said (and as Lando said himself) he has an entire friend group from karting days who are no longer involved in racing who are his tightest friends.
so I think for those waiting for Oscar to maybe become closer friends with Lando socially, it was never going to happen after just one season! thankfully we have two more seasons to see where things go <3
as far as how Oscar feels or views himself I just feel like we're missing wayyyy too much authentic info about Oscar to make any conclusions! since it's what I do I'll theorize that it would be way less to do with Lando seeming "too cool" since Oscar's seen so much of Lando's content over the years to know that Lando would never classify himself that way lasfgljsahfa.
I think it would more come down to Oscar saying that he's a very mellow, lower energy guy and spends most of his time with Lily or his own friends in small groups in private rather than at events or clubs etc. now! a lot might still change as Oscar relaxes into his F1 role and starts getting more invites from the rest of the grid. I'd personally like to see that bc he deserves to flex a little and stake his rightful place among those guys!
but as of right now, Lando's energy levels and the type of fun he has doesn't line up with Oscar's. Lando also lives a very blissfully happy bachelor existence and that's not rly 'conducive' for a guy in a ltr. and Oscar hasn't been in Lando's life long enough to start popping up at golf or padel with his friends of 4+ years.
but considering everything Lando, Oscar, Zak, Andrea etc etc have said about what perfect teammates they make for each other, and that F1 is Lando and Oscar's number one priority in life for the foreseeable, having an F1 bond is pretty damn strong??
oh and unless he relaxes a lot more I don't see him jumping on stream with Lando. he's so carefully cultivated a friendly but not hugely accessible relationship to fandom that something as unpredictable as a stream seems way too out of character.
I feel like I veered all over the place w this anon but it was a bit difficult for me to answer!!
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arcplaysgames · 1 year
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AT LAST I FINALLY FOUND YOU, YOINK
throbbing king of desire, lmao, did you have fun there localizers?
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this place is so fuck ugly i'm sorry i keep gettign distracted going "why does this look so bad" lmao. Atlus, I have notes for you and it's what the fuck are these textures.
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BECAUSE YOU TOOK AWAY MY FRIEND IGOR AND YOUR VELVET ROOM FUCKING BLOWS, NEXT QUESTION
god i suddenly remember in P4G i was hypothesizing what cool liminal space the P5 Velvet Room would be. we had elevator and then limo and then.... a prison. i think I was hoping for a train car, which LET'S BE FUCKING REAL, THAT WOULD HAVE FIT PERFECTLY INTO THIS FUCKING GAME. Reverie hopping on the train and walking to the conductor's booth and putting a Velvet Key in the door so it opens to another dimension? that would have been SO FUCKING COOL
AND YALDABOATH TOOK IT FROM US
(autocorrect is like "do you mean whaleboat" lmao)
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lmao i love you Morgana. "And?" same energy as "ahem a dumbass says what"
Morgana would so pull that too because Morgana is a perfect character who I will kill for. I am asking to kill for Morgana.
Anyway, we go up against Holy Grailaboath but it's a DISTACTION of course
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BRUUUUUUH
that's pretty cool
actually like we're gonna recap but straight up: this ending is still kind of an ass pull like P4G, but not even nearly as severe of an ass pull, like the player gets ZERO in universe hints of whomst the fucketh Yaldaboath is, but at least we have the context of "oh Evil Igor" to go with, so it's not nearly as bad as "The gas station attendant was the Mother of Japan."
ALL THAT SAID, at least this ending Fucks, which P4G did not. P4G should have ended with Adachi and I stand by that bc Izanami was a massive disappointment. Even if I can kvetch about the similarities between this ending and P4G and how much is just a rehash
P5R is like what if the P4G ending was Hot And Sexy, so it is a wild improvement in that sense. It has scale and spectacle on its side, and BALLS TO THE WALL AUDACITY.
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Anyway, this fight literally took me 58 minutes, from my save point before the final boss to the point after the cutscenes when the game finally went "yo, you wanna save?" And it's a fun, dynamic fight that at least nods at the brilliance of the Nyx fight in P3P. Yaldy has all the usual tools of the Magician, the bell, the book, the blade, and the... uh.
YOU KNOW I was gonna make a joke about this but HONESTLY? HONESTLY? A gun is a decent replacement for the wand. That's not even a bit.
He's got some bullshit status effects but really, nothing struck fear of god into my heart like when Reverie, armed with Athena and her 53 STR score, got hit with the Jealousy Brainwash and literally almost one hit KOed Mona three times in a row. My fucking PANIC.
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Eventually, the game goes into the "okay you beat the boss so here's your cinematic ending" mode like usual. Yaldy starts cheating again and beating the shit out of the Thieves with bullshit total party wipe spells.
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kisses morgana on his perfect lil head
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oh my god its you
Mishima is like if Issun from Okami was somehow even worse, so he has to show up to rally the masses into clapping their hands and believing in the Phantom Thieves
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I'M DOING THIS FOR YOSHIDA TORANOSUKE!!!!!!
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AND OUR DAD (BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE)
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listen
i'm gonna just
let this one go, okay. i can't criticize every damn thing and its fine because
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are you fucking JOKING, are you KIDDING ME, Reverie just summons a COSMIC EVANGELION to beat the god of control with
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fucking SATANAEL, who, what, stood with the Demiurge Yaldaboath until realizing his true nature and turning against him, the Gnostic version of Lucifer?
so satan saves christmas
Atlus, you are a bunch of fucking hilarious weirdos, thank you for this moment of sheer fucking ridiculousness
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the degree to which this is cooler than Myriad Truths cannot be overstated
sometimes style is substance and this is one of those times
anywhere, where is philharmonic, they need to show up and explain why the fuck they keep letting this shitbird cheat at these dumb fucking causality-deciding games they play, goddammit
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sttoru · 7 months
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THEYRE SOOOO WILD SCTUALLY URE RIGHT I LOVE GOJO EDITORS CAUSE THEY R ALL SO DERANGEDDNFGNH 😭😭😭 and yeah theyre showing up SO MICH on my fyp but i am not opposed 😋😋😋 eating them up like dessert just like gojo be eating this— [GUNSHOTS]
also shibuya is getting animated tmr uhmmmm ... not looking forward 2 the obvious sad thing that happens but st least we're gonna get feral gojo soon RAAHHHHHHHH 😙😙😙😙😙 i cant wait to see him breathe that heavily and obliterate all the special grades like theyre pests cause soon hes going to need to do that to ME !
glad u liked the edits btw u so real for that saved folder cause theyre full of jjk edits too AHDHEEH im sick in the head actually i also rewatch thru my collection like a crazy individual!
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LMAOAOA ma’am. finish that sentence , SPEAK YO TRUTH 📢📢 !!!!!!! PLEASEEE I NEED HIM SO BAD AND THESE EDITS R JUST MAKING MY OBSESSION WORSEEEE
no bcs ur ask made me realise that tmrw is thursday and my stomach did a flip oh my god NOT SHIBUYAAA ERUGHHH throwing up actually BUT ME AND U BOTH BB cant wait to see u go crazy abt him on dash LMAOO (will be right next to u doing the same)
SO GLAD WE R IN THIS TOGETHER HELP MEEEE ILY WILL SEND U MORE GOJO EDITS OR GETO EDITS ONCE I SEE M !!!!
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(me w/ gojo btw ^)
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hoshihoooong · 9 months
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Hiiii~ how are you?!❤️I hope you are well! I'm not sure if you are taking requests or anything but I was wondering you could a ZB1 Hanbin x fem! Black reader please?😭💞if not it's OK but if you do I really appreciate it!! Thank you❤️
Helloooo!!! i’m doing great, thank you!!!❤️
Yes😭 I was going to ask for request but I didn’t know if you guys would actually request. Ofcourse I can do that!
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Zb1 | S. Hanbin
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in my head .
synopsis. he's is your ex and you guys end up being at the same party/function. he's still in love with you .
pairing. playboy hanbin x black reader , hanbin x fem reader
warnings. mentions of drinking, smoking, kissing, cursing
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"It would be fun come onnn"
You looked at him annoyed. "Matthew you know that I don't feel like going out, especially after him." Matthew just looked at you stubbornly and walked to your closet. "Come on, just because he cheated doesn't mean that you can't go out and have fun." Matt threw an outfit on your bed. "You're going to wear this and we're going to that party now go shower." You rolled your eyes and got your essentials to shower and got ready.
"Look its not even that bad" he said as y'all arrived in your car.
You got out of the car and locked the doors. You and Matt got through the door and he saw some of his friends and dipped. You decided to chill on the cough while everybody else smoked and passed bottles. "Wanna hit?" a random guy asked. "Nahhh I'm good," You said while you got up to go to find a bathroom. "Matthew is such an asshole for leaving me" ,you thought to yourself.
You finally managed to find the bathroom but someone was in there so you waited by the door. After a few minutes or so, someone opened the door. Low and below it was Hanbin staring back at you with widen eyes. Before you could even react, he pulled you into the bathroom with him. "What are you doing here?", he asked. You looked at him annoyed, "bro it's a party, your friend begged me to come and he ditched me." Hanbin looked you up and down while you leaned against the door. "What? why are you looking at me like that?" He leaned in and said "what? you look good. I can't stare?"
"Looking at me like that after you cheated on me is wild" you told him.
He just looked away and licked his lips. "I missed you, you know that right?" "Hanbin, you gotta be kidding me." you said as a laughed in his face. He kept his head downs as if he was stuck in his thoughts. "What now you can't talk? You pulled me in here just to stare at me?" you said as he came closer to you. He got closer to your neck and placed his lips on your brown skin. "I really do miss you, all those plans we made. We're supposed to move in together, get married and have two little you and I's", he said as he kissed your neck to up to your cheek. You pushed him away, "Hanbin why would I just up and trust you again?" "Do I have stupid written on my forehead or something", you said looking at him as if he's crazy.
"I mean that mothafucka is a lil big, especially if you brush yo edges back", he said while laughing and trying to push your hair back.
Your jaw dropped as you hit his arm playfully. "Ow aight I'm joking I'm joking", he said as he cupped your face. You let him as you just looked him in the eyes. " Im so sorry for playing with your feelings. I don't know why I even decided to treat you like that. I truly regret it. I do miss you and I am sorry. I really did love you, I actually still do have feelings for you", he said as he grabbed your hips to pull you closer. He leaned in and kissed your forehead. "So can I get another chance?", he asked while staring at your lips. You looked back at him and smiled, "yeah." You leaned into him for a kiss but the door opened quickly.
"I really have to piss oh my g- WHAT THE FUCK", Matthew says at the door.
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xxkookiexx · 9 months
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A Glitch in the System [Part.6]
𝙈𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙊'𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙓 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝙎𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙈𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮, 𝙈/𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩💕
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"No, no, no-M/n! M/n! M/n? Just breath, you're alright. We're gonna fix this and you'll be fine. Okay? Everything will be fine."
"Miguel...You can't."
"No, no, no, no-NO! M/n, don't say that! Jess, we have to do something!"
"𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰."
The Spider-society created by Miguel O'Hara is an elite group that assists in the capture of strayed anomaly's and returning them to their rightful dimension. M/n L/n has been with them since the beginning and has helped the group as much as he could, even with his questionable relationship wth their leader, that doesn't stop him from protecting others in need.
After Miles Morales finds himself at Headquarters, he's stuck with the choice of doing what's right and what he believes in but with the small support he's shown, he doesn't know who to trust.
M/n wants to help as much as he can, but whether or not he survives long enough to help the boy is the real question...
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part.1 - part.2 - part.3 - part.4 - part.5 - part.7 - part.8 - part.9
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Shooting across the Multiverse was always exhilarating  for M/n and could possibly never get old. The five of them flew through the red tunnel and they all landed next to each other on a moving platform that seemed like it was going down. It was dark with red flashes while Hobie took off his mask and Miles stared in disbelief at the man.
"How are you even cooler under this mask?" He asked and Hobie smirked. "I was this cool the whole time." He stated in a matter of fact tone.
M/n rolled his eyes with a grin and Miles turned around to walk closer to the edge before gasping quietly at the view in front of him. They were actually upside down and could see most of the city of Nueva York, the futuristic dimension of 2099.
"Dang."
"Hey," Gwen nudged her head to the door once the elevator stopped. "This way."
The group walked through the hallway and into a smaller section of the building where a few spider hairnets were gathered. "Yo! This place is wild." Miles gaped with a grin and did a few turns to look at every inch of the place in excitement.
"Any sign of Spot?" Jess questioned someone who called out the same question and suddenly multiple spider variants threw out answers or questions. "Oh great, anybody else got jokes?" Jess chuckled and they went under a large group.
"This is unbelievable!" Miles put his hands on his head with a large smile and Gwen smirked. "This is the lobby," His eyes went wide at the even larger room when they stopped at the edge.
"Welcome to spider society." She spoke softly.
The humongous room was incredibly overwhelming for Miles and seeing all the variants swing across the walkways, talk to each other, or just wander was nothing he could've imagined. It's possibly the best thing he's ever seen. They made their way into one of the walkways and Miles was preoccupied with looking everywhere.
M/n gently guided the boy by his shoulders at the same time when he wasn't looking at people about to run into him.
"Bit much, innit?" Hobie held a blank look, hands in pockets as he strolled past Miles not too impressed by the place. "So what happened to that small elite strike force?" Miles asked Gwen who responded quickly, "A lot of these are part time."
The four went ahead leaving Miles to stand there with a doubtful look. "Gwendy, how much have you told him?" Hobie started, "Hm? Bout his place in all this?" Just as he finished Miles glitched out, kneeling on the floor from the pain.
M/n frowned as Jess threw him a day pass, Miles mistaking it for a watch.
"My own watch!"
"It's a day pass." Jess corrected and Miles sighed in disappointment. "It's to stop you from glitching out in the meantime." M/n held out a hand to help Miles stand and then continued on to Miguel's office.
A group of spiders marched in a soldier-like fashion passing them, saying their hellos. Miles tried to introduce himself but ended up being ignored by most. Jess called over the spider car and instructed a few others to try and fix the Spot mess.
"I wouldn't call it a mess, more like a success in progress." Miles grinned like the name was any better.
"Ben I need you to—"
The Scarlet Spider interrupted Jess quickly, "Sorry. Can't talk right now, thinking about my past." He held onto the wall with a pout.
"Actually we need you here for some reason." Ben shouted in agony at that. "That was a particularly harrowing memory."
"Is he okay?" Miles recoiled when a horse neighed in his face. A cowboy spiderman sat on his horse and spoke in a deep voice. "Hey, names web-slinger" the horse then began its assault on Miles' face.
"Why does the horse need a mask?"
"To conceal her face."
"Wha.?"
"It's best to not question anything." M/n whispered to him and they found their way into the room where the anomaly's were held for the time before they would be sent back home. Miles stared at one with confusion as Lyla popped up.
"Anomaly's. Folks who wound up in the wrong dimension."
"Kick their butts and send them home."
Gwen nudged Miles' shoulder, "They're not very interesting." She shrugged and Lyla started introducing a few that the society had captured. Including a Prowler.
Miles stopped at that as Gwen quickly added, "Not your prowler."
"Hey." Miles said and the man greeted him back. He kept staring till the prowler got annoyed. "It's rude to stare."
"Caught that one myself." Hobie stated.
"You? Okay I did all the work, you!—" Gwen huffed.
"How many missions have you been in together?" Miles asked with a frown. "A few," "Couple dozen." They replied at the same time.
"That's cool." Miles threw his hands up and accidentally bumped into Kess. He quickly apologised then smiled at her. "I'm Spider-Man."
"Ohh, no way. All of us are."
"Can we just keep moving?" Gwen rolled her eyes and Miles made a sound of surprise when Kess moved to the console in a hologram like fashion. "Woah, what are you?"
"I'm an avatar!" Kess moved around whilst introducing herself. "My body is back in my parents' dimension, chilling in my gaming chair eating Doritos." a screen came up showing her body and the sound of yelling was barely audible.
"Being here is better."
"Hear that." His attention was drawn to the machine spider that started crawling out of the roof and became curious. "What's that?"
"Apart from having a great name." Hobie smirked. "Go home machine." M/n crossed his arms in distaste.
"What I say, ay?"
"I voted against it."
They watched the robotic legs move in a web formation as panels of different colours appeared. "It detects whatever dimension your DNA is from and sends you there." Kess explained.
"It's super humane and not creepy." Hobie said but all five starred with wide eyes as the anomaly screamed and glitched before large amounts of bright lights flashed scarily and then it disappeared before going back to normal.
"It's the only method Miguel came up with that's actually worked." M/n sighed and turned around as a signal for them to keep moving.
"So, see you around?" Miles smiled at Kess until Gwen shot web on his back and pulled him away as Kess replied,  "Good luck out there man."
"Okay bye!"
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lire-casander · 5 months
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🎢🍦👀
thank you so much for playing along, my dear!
🎢 which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?
oh man i wrote some wild fics back in the day. i started writing fic when i was about 13, so i have my fair share of wild rides.
if we're talking about plot and/or pairing, i'll have to go with anything i wrote for the hanson fandom, when i used to write hancest. yeah, you read that right.
however, my wildest ride story plot-wise would be a drabble that's no longer published (it no longer exists) that i wrote around 15 years ago. in 100 words, i showed a character witnessing a very disturbing scene and enjoying it. it wasn't me saying that that scene was good, or me condoning the fact (i'll tell you about it if you're really interested but it's very disturbing). it was me writing a drabble. that story cost me some friendships, and one of my friends from back then even tried to send me to the psychiatric ward for that fic which was, dare i say, very well tagged thank you very much.
now, if we're talking about a wild ride related to how it made me feel while i was writing it, i have two examples:
#1 - oscuridad y silencio. written in spanish, it's a sttory about domestic abuse that hits way too close home
#2 - from wedding bells to private hells (to fresh new starts and wish you wells). written in english, it's also one of the most personal things i've ever written. like, in forever. you can feel my feelings while i was writing it, i swear.
🍦 what's the sweetest fic you've created so far?
me, writing something sweet? horrified gasp. the nerve! i'm not sure about the sweetest, but one of my fluffiest fics is mousetrap, for the harry potter fandom. it's short, it's sweet, and i think it serves right for this category!
i do have other sweet fics, or better phrased, other sweet scenes in other fandoms. one of my favorites comes from a fic you know well. the raining scene from arashi (malex) is by far one my faves. i love writing rain scenes because they make me feel cozy, even if that doesn't make sense.
there's also a scene in por si acaso no recuerdas mis abrazos (yo te dejo mi canción) (david cook/kyle peek) that's way too sweet even for me. there's a moment inspired by mcfly's "all about you" when david is dancing with kyle's son on the kitchen floor that just melts my heart. btw, if you squint you might find versions of that scene, inspired by that very same song, scattered across all my fandoms. i love that image so much!
👀 tell me about an up and coming wip please!
i've been trying to write a story in a new fandom (which is already dead since the tv show was cancelled like 5 years ago), but it's proving to be very difficult because, somehow, i've managed to convince myself that what i have to say isn't worth saying. hence, i'm suffering from a major writer's block.
it's a m/f story where the main plot is angsty, as one may expect from me. the main pairing broke up in canon seven years ago. nowadays, she is a renowned oncologist coming back to los angeles from boston to attend her mentor's retirement party. he is a renowned neurosurgeon coming back to los angeles from london to attend the very same retirement party. they take the same flight from boston to la, and we can't say that they're excited to share the same space for hours after how they parted ways seven years ago. but apart from having to deal with seeing their ex after so long during a celebratory time, they also have to work together when the venue where the party is being thrown collapses and threatens the lives of everyone they love... including their own.
(i warned you it'd be angsty)
i'm also planning a tarlos christmas fic but that i'm not sure about yet.
ask me anything from this writer emoji meme!
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artaxlivs · 8 months
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Help-Liv-finish-her-Big-Bang WIP game! 💫
Hey peeps! Lex @thefreakandthehair made their own version of the WIP game specifically for their Big Bang fic and it looks fun and challenging. I totally voted, will be back to vote each week. Unfortunately, that, like the regular WIP games, doesn't work for me. We're all different types of writers and that's okay. I'm catering this one to me. You should feel free to the do the same!
My goal is to have the full 100% draft of my Dirty Dancing AU completed by August 31st and I need deadlines to make that happen (that inattentive ADHD yo). So, rather than asking people to pick a new WIP for me to work on or vote words into scenes (I can't write that shit out of order). I'm gonna do this:
Each Monday from now until then, I'm gonna post a motivation poll. For every vote encouraging me to get my goddamn shit together, I will write 100 words before the next Monday's poll.
With each new poll, I'll post a good size snippet that your votes helped motivate me to write during the previous week. Today I'm posting one (below the cut) that I wrote this weekend.
Snippet below the cut:
It’s just a few cabins down from Eddie’s which is how Steve had known where to go last night, they’d walked past it before seeing the commotion at Chrissy’s. They knock but Eddie uses a key to open it just a bit and ask if they can come in.
She looks tired. Wrung out but in the way that shows she’s just been through something not in the way that she’s still going through it. Her normally shiny eyes are dulled but her smile spreads when she sees Steve behind Eddie. Putting her hands out, she says softly, “Steve, come.” She beckons him closer before opening her arms so Steve can lean in for a hug. “Thank you, thank you so much Steve.”
He’s uncomfortable. Not with the hug, he likes Chrissy. She’s sweet and strong and so brave. Her arms are small but her hug is tight. No, it’s not her. It’s the praise for something he didn’t do. “I didn’t do anything but get someone who could actually help you.” He says softly when he pulls away to sit in the chair that he’s pretty sure Robin slept in.
Eddie swoops in for a hug, “Tell him Chris, he won’t hear it from me.” He kisses her forehead as he pulls away and then leans in to kiss Steve on the mouth, squeezing his thigh as he pulls away. It’s unexpected but not unwanted. Steve feels his cheeks go pink and Eddie grins, biting his lip before flouncing out with wild energy. “See you tonight, Stevie!”
Steve’s eyes follow him out and when he turns back to Chrissy, her eyes are twinkling and she’s got a full bright smile shining towards him. “Finally! Tell me everything!” Her nose wrinkles then and she amends, “well, not everything just like the non sexy parts.”
“It’s Eddie, Chrissy,” Steve looks at her seriously, “it’s all sexy parts.”
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twin-wishing-stars · 6 months
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For the otherkin ask game, how about 💡 and 🌈?
💡 - Do you believe your alterhumanity is spiritual, psychological, both, or something else?
So Ive never really considered myself alterhuman, I dont think that term was SUPER widely used when I entered the otherkin community on tumblr (could be wrong), so as future reference (no ill intent) I dont personally adhere to that specific label. Otherkin suits me best in both meaning and visual.
Mine is a mix of things, all dependent on which kintype we're talking about!!
Most for me (fictionkin specifically) are what I'd call "past lives" despite that not being a cut and dry way of explaining what they actually are LMFAO
The only reason I say that is because they are separate experiences than my own in this corporeal body in this reality in this timeline, and almost always have memories. However, they are still Me and still an identity i have.
As far as spirituality goes, I suppose those would fit most into that category.
However, some of my theriotypes are definitely like this! The fox/kitsune one I would say is the most like this. Same with unicorns!
Psychologically, I would say the vast majority of my theriotypes fall into this category. I have a lot of fox like behaviors / instincts / thought processes, etc.
For my theriotypes, they aren't past lives, but more of an extension of my psyche and soul (spirituality).
When I speak about my fictotypes, its usually in a way where I seem to be a third party talking about them (aka: X usually is most active around winter bc christmas is his favorite holiday OR Ganyu is really scatterbrained when it comes to remembering peoples favorite foods.)
Mostly bc sometimes they rattle around in my head and react to outside stimuli (ie Ganyu hearing Kinsen's voice (Xiaos CN VA) and suddenly causing the body to cry bc it sounds just like the Xiao of her canon and she is STUPID and EMOTIONAL)
Hopefully that helps???? Its pretty Weird LMAO
🌈 - Does your alterhumanity influence your other identities? (eg, gender/pronouns)
Oh jfc
I mean i think i gave up on gender back in 2014 anyway, but I'm still looking into finding a goodish label for it. Mostly gender is above my tax bracket.
For me; my theriotypes would influence it the most, but occasionally, the more dominant fictotype shift can change it as well.
Id say generically my gender is that of a wild animal, in the fact it is, genderless. Or multiple genders. Sometimes its just a vague array of sparkly colors.
Other times, people like Welt front and im like "suddenly having huge tits is more annoying than usual bc now i have a 50 yo cis man piloting the mecha." Othertimes ganyu shows up and im like "yay, good, i am mostly ganyu shaped, this works."
Overall, i keep to the labels "nonbinary" and "genderfluid" bc depending on the phase of the fucking moon, my personal gender changes. Nonbinary bc whatever it is, it isnt fuckin cis LMAO, and genderfluid bc it can be within and outside of the human binary.
Gender is pretty obnoxious to me as a whole bc its so gooey and intangible and shifting that I find overly labeling myself to be inflicting more confusion.
As far as pronouns go, im very very used to she/her bc i identified as cis for a while (until my early 20s - then realized it was just forced religious bullshit yayy) and I've tried out a bunch of neopronouns. For me, pronouns dont really matter (tho i personally dislike they a LOT for some reason) unless youre referring to a specific fictotype of mine - then Id just ask you to use theirs.
Overall I desire a good set of pronouns but besides she her, really all that ive found that i like are
Fur/furself - fluff/fluffself - bun/bunself - it/itself.
(Noun)-self pronouns are a lot more customizable for my needs if that makes sense.
As far as sexuality goes, I would say it's minimal, I consider myself bi, and my fictotypes have their own preferences, and depending on a hard enough shift, those preferences will leak into my own - tho it doesn't really make a huge difference LMAO
Jesus christ im sorry that was so much, but like i said, a lot of these things are a bit nebulous and hard to pin down.
Thank you tho!!!! I really appreciate this!! ♡♡♡♡
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