#Something here mark my woof

[mellowwillowy]

Yan! Boyfriend x GN Reader NSFW

CW: lots of kink (dom-sub) play (Yan & Reader) , SFW

—𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 - 𝑳𝑰𝒇𝑬 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕

Yan! Boyfriend is the type of boyfriend who will do all sorts of kinks you are into as long as it's with you. Submissive? A-OK. Dominant? A-OK.

Yan! Boyfriend who prioritizes your pleasure and fantasy over his, he is open to all roles you want him to take. Take him or have him take you? Doesn't matter at all! As long as it's you ^^

"Bark for me, cmon' pup."

"Woof!"

A collar around his neck with a leash on it tugs him closer toward you as he crawls toward you on four. He looks really expectant of what you will be doing to him. Maybe you should use him as a footstool as well.

Yan! Boyfriend who is very vocal in voicing how he's feeling (unless... ekhem... he's told to not). Always makes you feel like you are the one in control and will always say something that will boost your confidence and ego.

"You are making me feel so good... more..., do me more yeah? I'm going nuts just from having you feeling my skin like this..." Blue whimpers as he kisses your skin, leaving a trail of hickeys here and there.

Yan! Boyfriend who will welcome any lashes you gave him if you are into that, wax play might be his favorite, or perhaps Shibari if you know how to tie him up. Cuffing his limbs while blindfolding him is good too. Everything is his favorite as long as it's you who are doing him.

Yan! Boyfriend who will help you subconsciously while you are doing him. Jerk his hips so that your hand will accidentally feel one of those sensitive veins or angle his ass right so that your finger hit his prostate.

"Love, don't leave me unattended yeah? My cock is aching for your- mmh-!" Blue jolts as you place the gag around his lip, shutting him for well.

Yan! Boyfriend who really likes eating you out/giving you head, it's almost as though he is having a dessert! Those sweet nectars of yours are just so addicting ♡ will do that whenever and wherever he gets the chance.

The thing about Yan! Boyfriend is that he really REALLY likes anything you do to him. For example, he is neutral with foot stuff but the moment you use yours to give him a footjob... let's just say he won't stop bucking his up to have you rub that one vein of his.

"Ghak- love! I- I think-! Feels goooood!!"

Yan! Boyfriend who likes it if you clamp his nipples with those clampers, you should totally ram his inside too with all those vibrators all over him!

Yan! Boyfriend who can be dominant too! He knows all sorts of techniques that he should use against you. Uh... please forget the image and impression you had on him the first time you two met! He looked like a player but he wasn't!

Yan! Boyfriend who enjoys the 'face down ass up during' this play. Will rest his hand, tugging on your hair. Your ass? Abused. Red, with his hand imprinted on your cheeks. Nipples? Abused. Just one blow and you are twitching from the oversimulation. Sex? Abused. How many times have you come?

"What's wrong love? Can't keep up with me? Too bad we are going all in 'till the sun rises."

Yan! Boyfriend who enjoys seeing his cum dribbling out of you, painting your thighs white with it. You just look so ravishing with the amount of bite marks and hickeys he left all over you! How about another round?

Yan! Boyfriend who likes to scoop his cum back into you while his fingers feel your inside again, making you twitch from the high you are currently riding. He still has a lot to be loaded into you so bear with him okay?

Yan! Boyfriend who loves whispering all those degrading praises as his cock rams your insides, will stroke your hair to ease you down while at it.

"My love... whoring out for me so well... taking my cock so well hm?"

Yan! Boyfriend is just as good as Yan! Lawyer Husband in terms of aftercare! Will shower with you only to end up having you ride his cock again in the tub or your hole drilled in the shower. There, there, let it out. He'll just have to wash you again right there.

Yan! Boyfriend who likes to leave hickeys anywhere that is visible for people to see. It may be subtle bite marks or those faint hickeys so that you won't whine about it so much.

But it's still there to let people know you are his.

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[charliemwrites]

Good morning! This is just a warm up, not canon to the series.

Anyway — bark, woof, awoo

It’s a cool fall day when you nearly die.

Johnny’s run off into the woods barking - not his scary bark but his excited bark. You’re worried that he’s gonna get his teeth in some poor local wildlife and go hurrying after him, boots unlaced.

Of course it’s hopeless to go chasing after a wolf-dog even running at half speed, but you can’t stand the thought of him coming home with a dead bunny or something. So off you go, clomping through the trees, calling for your big dumb fluffy butt to come home.

But it’s not your Johnny that comes trotting out of the trees. No, it’s an even bigger, wolfier looking dog. Creamy white fur, honey gold eyes, and odd black markings around the face like a skull. You instantly know he’s not like your goofball, a little less human-friendly, perhaps more feral. Looks at you like he’s trying to decide if you’d make a decent meal.

Is someone breeding them and just.., letting them out?? Some weird poorly thought out attempt to reintroduce wolves to the UK? The thought makes you frown, praying that you won’t come out here one day to find some poor pups struggling in the wilderness.

For now though, you’ve got yet another gorgeous animal in front of you.

“Well, hello,” you coo, softening and smoothing your voice. His ears tick forward. “Look at you, handsome thing. Have you seen my Johnny boy?”

The dog tilts his head - your first indication that he is familiar with humans, recognizes the tone of a question. You hum.

“Alright big guy, would you like to come with me to find him or are you doing your own thing?”

He doesn’t respond (of course) except to make a little “ruff” noise. You consider him for another moment, then decide he’s not being aggressive and it’s safe to continue your search.

You turn and continue on the path, calling for Johnny. Don’t get far before your new friend sweeps in front of you, blocking the way forward. You make a noise as you stop quick, nearly losing your balance to avoid stepping on his paws.

“Oh you big jerk,” you huff. He instantly starts pushing at you, big shoulders pressing against your stomach as he shoves a big, wet nose into your neck and face, focusing on your mouth. You roll your eyes and gently push his nose away.

“Knock it off,” you grumble, trying not to laugh. “You wolves are so rude. You don’t need to do that to smell me.”

He moves on to your clothes, all the way down to your crotch. You’re ready this time though, taking a big step back and guiding his face up by the chin.

“No.”

He snorts and shakes off, looking almost annoyed.

“Oh, yeah, how dare I not let you sniff my junk?” you scoff, rolling your eyes. “Grow up, you big baby.”

A deep, raspy grumble starts up in his chest. You ignore him, patting at the thick muscle of his shoulder.

“Yeah yeah, you’re a big scary boy,” you joke. “Ya gonna bite me? Show me your big pretty teeth?”

When you reach for his face he takes a step back, ears flicking. Looks almost shellshocked. You finally break, giggling as you croon baby noises at him.

“Oh, poor boy, did I spook you? I’m sorry, baby. No, no you’re very scary. Very intimidating.” You start scooting around him, amused how curves around you almost like he’s afraid you’re going to touch him. “It’s okay, buddy, I just need to find my boy. I’m not out to get you.”

As if on cue, Johnny comes bursting from the trees. He barks when he sees you, then almost comes up short when he realizes the other dog is there.

You become acutely aware that you’re not all too sure how Johnny will respond to another dog - especially one so close to you given his protectiveness. You instantly move between them, calling his attention.

“There you are, Bonnie Johnny! Where have you been?! Naughty boy, you better not have eaten anything fluffy.” His ears go back, a little whine starting up. He ducks his head to let you grab at his muzzle, inspecting him for anything gross. “I do not feel like wrangling you to brush your teeth.”

Luckily, he seems clean. Whatever had him so excited, he must not have caught.

Movement behind you catches your attention, the other dog loping closer. Your eyes bounce between them, watching body language for any aggression or hostility. To your relief, Johnny seems almost excited by this new friend - the other one… well, he seems a bit more subdued, but lets Johnny lick at his chin and bump into his side.

“Okay, ready to head home, baby boy?” you ask, giving Johnny’s collar a gentle tug. “I have to start making dinner.”

He whines, turning those big blue eyes on you and positioning himself behind the other dog. You groan.

“Johnny, really… I don’t know if I can handle two of you. I don’t even think he likes me very much.”

As if to spite you, the other dog sits and leans in, licking at your hand. And damn it, it’s cute.

“Alright, hold on, let’s just see if…”

This time, the other dog lets you touch, feels around his neck for a collar that unsurprisingly isn’t there. You feel around his shoulders too, hoping for that tiny bump that means he has a microchip, but nope.

“If I have a nickel for every time I found a wolf-dog in the woods…” you sigh, turning back for home. “It would be two nickels but it’s weird that it happened twice.”

When you notice both pups stalling, you whistle sharply.

“Come. It’s getting cold.”

Johnny instantly bounds ahead with excitement while your new companion is slightly slower, staying just a bit behind and to the side of you so that you can see him from the corner of your eye.

Back at home, Johnny leads the way inside. The strange dog looks around curiously, sniffs at a few spots. It’s then that you remember Johnny marking the house his first couple days and notice that Mystery Dog is also unaltered.

“Hey.” Both dogs turn to you. You point at the new one sternly. “If you pee on anything in here - anything - I’m dying you pink. By god I’ll do it, there are dog safe hair dyes.”

You get a sneeze for that and he walks away with disinterest, but at least he keeps his leg down. You’ll take it.

Dinner is interesting, no fussing or fighting over food from either of them. When they’re done, you retire to the couch, Johnny happy to follow up until he sees that his new friend isn’t coming as well.

He starts yipping, bouncing, bowing, trying to get the new one to follow. You’re amused up until Johnny nips and the bigger dog growls, showing teeth. You plant yourself instantly between them.

“Hey.” You look the new dog in the eye, get into his space and back him away from Johnny. “No the hell you’re not.”

The new dog stares, eyes locked on yours, ears swiveling. You don’t back down, watching and looking waiting, still bodily between him and Johnny. Until finally his ears go back and he sneezes, laying down.

“Good.” You soften your voice, sigh. “Good boy.”

You offer your hand. Get a sniff and a resigned lick, then scratch at your new boy’s ears.

“You be nice, big boy. Everyone in this house is mine. I take care of everyone.”

His eyes do a weird thing then. You’re not sure how to describe it, combined with the way his head tilts. But you just chalk it up to Weird Dog Things and finally return to the couch, an oddly subdued Johnny clambering up with you.

“You can join us, honey,” you call to the other dog. “You’re welcome up here if you behave.”

He doesn’t take you up on it for awhile. You and Johnny settle in for your usual nightly shows. And then, about an hour later, movement draws your eye. The Mystery Dog, standing at the edge of the couch with his tail down, ears neutral.

Earlier drama forgotten, you smile at him.

“Hi there,” you chirp, “you want up? C’mon, bud. Up.”

He hops up with surprisingly gentleness, picking his way around your limbs and Johnny’s. He ends up crawling over your dog and settling half on top of him, and half on top of you, his chin settled between Johnny’s stupid perky ears. Johnny seems thrilled so you laugh a bit.

“What good boys,” you coo, giving them each a scratch and receiving a kiss in return. “Alright, this isn’t so bad.”

You fall asleep there, already trying to come up with name for your new pup. Maybe Phantom.

#thoughts™️ #cod #my writing #fanfiction #reader fic #not canon

[milksuu]

Sorry, Mom. I'm The New Cleaning Lady For Heartsteel

Pairings: various!Heartsteel x f!reader

Status: on-going (Cross posted on AO3)

Content/Warnings: 18+ content, explicit themes, suggestive language

Summary: Identity theft was a crime—that was obvious. But when it meant paying off the bills for basically existing and your mother’s hospital expenses, committing a felony didn’t seem like a bad thing. It was like that one quote, from that one band, with that one hit song: “Two sides to a story but they never tell me side.”

Or…something like that. Wait, what was their name again? Heartsteel? Sounds like a dating sim game.

[Reader takes the identity of her mother, who had been hired to be the new cleaning lady for an up and coming boy band named ‘Heartsteel’. Obviously, there’s no way they would ever find out. But that was a joke. Because they’re definitely finding out: one by one.]

“You…brought your own cleaning supplies?”

“You always need to be prepared, young man,” you replied, adjusting your duck-yellow cleaning gloves. They squeeked and flopped comically around your hand and fingers. 

“Ma’am, you do understand today is solely the house tour.” The man folded his arms neatly against his chest, white brow raised. “In order to rely on you fully, you’ll need to be familiar with the estate first. I thought we discussed this beforehand. That and…we have cleaning supplies to provide you with here.”

You paused at the grand modern entrance. You lifted your bucket full of sponges, brushes, and cleaning spray from the dollar store. 'Buy-one-get-one' on all cleaning supplies was the grand deal of the day. How could you pass a penny-pinching bargain? Swallowing your shame, you settled the cheap items on the pristine granite floors. 

“Oh, is that so? Must’ve slipped my mind. Age will do that to you.” You forced a chuckle, adjusting your sterile mask across your youthful face. “That and, I have such a passion for cleaning. I can't help myself. I see the inside of a house, and I just have to clean it. I’m sure you could understand that.”

“I don’t believe I could,” your employer said dryly. “Anyway, if you will, follow me.”

You nodded and shuffled along accordingly. As you stared into the back of his immaculately pressed business attire, a new-found horror struck through you: you had no clue what your employer’s name was. Frantically, you scavenged your pockets. From it, you pulled out a business card, holding it so close to your face you smelled the tinge of clean cologne.

YONE

RIOT RECORDS

DJ / PRODUCER

 EMAIL: [email protected]

TELEPHONE:  XXX-XXX-XXXX

“The bottom floor consists of all of the amenities; gym, entertainment area, recording studio and so on.” Yone stated as he stepped into the open-kitchen plan. When he regarded you again, you awkwardly plunged the card back into your pants pocket. “The boys have their own scheduled chores every week. They’re expected to do it without you having to help them. I’m trying to keep them humble, but easier said than done. Refer to the chore calendar on the fridge. And try not to interfere with it too much.”

“Okay—who switched my protein powder with flour?” Behind an opened cabinet, a heavy-muscled stacked man growled. “Guys. Seriously. This stuff’s expensive. Where’d it go?” When he poured the contents out into the trash can, he plucked out a note from the bottom of the canister. The small print read:

‘Protein powder tastes like dog food.’’

The weight of realization punched him square between the eyes. He threw open the pantry, where dog kibble was stored in a tub at the bottom marked ‘Ernest’. Sett pulled open the container, and sure enough, found his  protein powder and scooper. There was no mistaking his favorite smell of cinnamon crunch isolate, now mixed with the scent of dry-bacon kibble. Another note pasted the inside lid:

‘Woof–Woof ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ’

“A–phe–li–os,” the name gritted between his canines. His ears flattened against his untamed hair, and crumpled the note to dust in his palm. “Oh–Ho. Mess with me all you want; but never mess with my gains. I’m gonna’ prank him back so hard tonight, he’s gonna’ be begging me to stop.” 

“Sett,” Yone coughed, grabbing the Vistayan's attention. “We have a guest today. Our new cleaning lady.”

“Oh, sorry about that.” Sett wiped his powdered hand against his sleeveless shirt. He reached and took your rubber glove with a squelch. “Hey, how’s it goin’, Ma’am. The name’s Sett.” 

You swallowed hard, hoping your glove would remain securely covering your hand. You feared if he pulled back, he would reveal a hand that wasn't so wrinkled for someone supposedly in their late-fifties. And that was according to your mother’s age printed on her driver’s license. Thankfully, you could tell he restrained himself to a delicate shake.

“Would talk more but gotta hit the gym. Nice meetin’ yah though,'' Sett started away, and called back over his shoulder. “Mom, can you take care of Phel for me? I dunno' where he hid the dog food for Ernest.”

Yone exhaled a silent sigh, and part of you felt pity for your employer. He seemed like a parent with a tag-team of overbearing children running around the house. Being a single parent was difficult; you knew this first hand from your own up-bringing. It made you grateful for your mother’s patience and attention. It was the reason you were here in the first place. 

“Let’s continue with the tour upstairs,” Yone said, motioning you to a loft-style staircase. “The second floor consists of all the bedrooms and laundry room. At the end of the hall is my room. As it stands, it’s completely off limits to everyone, including yourself.” He turned a sharp chin in your direction, “Am I understood?”

You gulped and pressed your shoulders straight. “Of course.”

“Mommy, help me!” A bed of green hair bounced to Yone’s side, tugging at his tailored suit. “Kayn’s bullying me again. But I didn’t do anything wrong, I swear.”

“You’re such a crappy liar.” The presumed assailant, Kayn, stomped out of the hallway bathroom. Magenta hair stuck to his furrowing brows. With just a towel wrapped around his steaming waist, his abdominal muscles tensed, pointing aggressively at his target. “I was trying to shower in peace, until bubblegum pop princess over here came barging in trying to take selfies of himself. Did you know people usually shower naked? I’d like my junk not to be posted on social media, unless I’m the one doing it. For cash.” 

“It’s not my fault you’re always going over your shower limit. News flash: we each only get fifteen-minutes. But you’re always breaking the rules! You know I take my selfies at the same time, at the same place, every single day. So how about you do us all a favor, and get some better time management?”

Kayn raised a vein popping fist into the air. “How about I get you a better face instead?"

Ezreal cried fake sparkling tears, cowering further behind their producer.

“Enough. The both of you,” Yone tightened around his words like a leash, restraining the quarreling pair. “For once, I’d like for you two to at least pretend you get along in front of others.” 

The two whined and grumbled under their breaths till they fell to a silent agreement. But the peace treaty wasn’t upheld for long. You saw a zap of yellow from the corner of your eye. The image was so fast, you thought you must’ve imagined it—Nope. You definitely saw something. Kayn’s towel knot popped loose. And it wasn’t caused by an event of divine intervention.

The towel billowed towards the ground. And the world felt as if it was turning in slow motion, like one of those car chase movies with excessive explosions. Except, the only explosion here would be your very own heart.

Sure, you took an anatomy class here and there. In high school, you remembered the penis joke’s and games, and they never flustered you. Heck, not even when your friends set your desktop screen to a .gif of dicks spinning in circles—you found that hilarious. And when anatomy classes began in college, they were all very clinical, rudimentary, and otherwise a snooze fest. 

But seeing one in real life when you’ve never had a boyfriend or a one night stand, was truly groundbreaking. Earth shattering, even.

Penis (en)counter: 1

While you were stuck in your prison of naïve embarrassment, Ezreal laughed and pulled out his cell phone, camera light shuttering a mile a minute. 

“You little shi—!” Time sped forward again. With fast reflexes of his own, Kayn whipped the towel and knot back in place. “That’s it. You’re dead.” 

“Uh–Oh. Time to run again,” Ezreal quipped, zooming off down the stairs.

With all bark and full bite, Kayn vanished like a cloud of smoke in pursuit. You coughed against the smog, while Yone merely swatted his hand back and forth, dissipating the gray wisps.

“You’ll have to excuse them,” he commented. “They share the same room, but have vastly different personalities. I arranged most of them together, thinking it’d help them understand each other on a deeper level. And ultimately, help them perform better together in the studio and on stage. My efforts are…yet to be determined.”

“That’s alright. Can’t be easy for young men their age to share anything. Especially with them being full of energy, testosterone, and other things. O-Oh, to be young once more…ah-ha…” you laughed nervously. Oh, God. What the heck were you saying? Honestly, you had to give pardon to yourself. You were still trying to recover from seeing your first penis up close and personal.

The image would be forever burned in your mind.

You were pulled from your self-conscious thoughts. Down the hall, a pair of shadowed eyes peeked through a sliver of door and frame. When your gaze locked together, the other pair of eyes shifted shyly from side to side. As if a poltergeist existed within the room, the visage faded back into the uncanny crack of darkness. The door creaked closed, with an audible click and lock.

Yone pursued straight to the door, and you stood a few paces back. If there was any chance that a ghost was inside living rent-free, you wouldn't be the first it possessed. You weren't a certified Ghostbuster.

But you also weren't a certified Dustbuster, either. No one will know, know one will know, you chanted the comforting hymn. 

“Aphelios. Open the door. I know you’re in there. I can see the computer light flashing,” Yone stated, rattling the door knob. “Where’s the kibble for the dog? Sett told me you have it somewhere.”

There was a beat in the air. From behind the door, you heard feet pacing back and forth, and the sounds of finger taps against a phone screen. Yone’s phone pinged with an alert. He pulled it out, and opened his text messages.

‘I can’t open the door all the way. I set the bucket of dog food to fall on Sett’s head when he comes in. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ’

“For the love of…no more pranks today." Yone pinched the bridge of his nose with a groan. "But I doubt you could even manage that. Whatever trap you’ve ensembled, take it down—now. And put the dog’s food back in the pantry. Unless you want to donate a cut of your earnings every month to Ernest’s pet store bill.”

Another pause, followed by begrudging phone taps. 

‘Fine, m O T h E r…(¬_¬")’

“That might take him a few. Depending how intricate the set up was. I would be surprised if the only thing involved in this scheme was just the dog food.” Yone motioned you back down the stairs. “Last thing to see is the outdoor space.”

Continuing with the tour, you passed through the lower floor, stepping down a hallway decorated with awards and magazine clippings. From commercial modeling gigs to sold out venues, your eyes glistened at the polished look the group was slowly cultivating. Which you had to admit, completely contradicted their personal lives.

When you reached a sliding glass door that stretched from floor to ceiling, you stepped out onto a landscaped deck. Lush modern garden trims, a shaded outdoor lounge, and smooth sandstone pavement decorated the space. At the backend, an infinity pool rested in pristine stillness. 

At the head of the pool, a person of sculpted bronze physique posed in swimwear on a lounge chair. When you approached along with your chaperone, he picked up his tropical drink, and tilted it in a cheering gesture.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Mama gracing me with his presence. And look's like someone else is with him, too.” The man basking in the sun's rays and oil slicked, shucked his sunglasses onto his dread locks. “Let me guess. This must be the new cleaning lady you hired to pick up after our mess.”

“To a certain degree,” Yone replied. “But not all of the mess, K’Sante. Out of everyone, you should know better.”

“I only joke, Mama.” He grinned smoothly, taking a sip of his frozen alcoholic refresher. “Say, have you seen Sett? I told him to come join me for a tan by the pool. If he wants his muscles to truly pop, he needs to use some oil and not be allergic to the sun. The man is whiter than the sky is bright today.”

As he laughed to himself, Ernest left his chew toy at the far side of the pool, and came to sniff your shoes. With a smile, you slipped a very small piece of your long sleeve up, allowing him to sniff at your skin. The dog lapped his tongue around his slobbering chops, barking delightedly and pawing for you to pet him. You were more than happy to oblige.

These gloves came in handy after all, you thought pleasantly as globs of saliva fell in heaps over your fingers.

“What’s this? Ernest taking a liking to the cleaning lady already,” K’Sante mused at the sight. “Barely warmed up to us when we first met. We won’t mention the illegal trespassing but, call me impressed.” 

With a wink, he flicked his sunglasses back down to the bridge of his nose. “That or he has a ‘ting for older women. Can’t say I blame ‘em. An experienced woman has a certain power that’ll make any grown man cry. And from my own experience, it is never for mercy.”

Oh, boy. You couldn’t imagine your mother being interested in the cougar life-style. Not that you would approve of it. And you were certain your father would descend from the heavens and deliver the backhand of God to any young man who dared otherwise.

Before Yone could address the unsavory statement, Ezreal burst through the backyard sliding doors. Still possessed with laughter, he hopped and skipped over pool chairs and tables. The merriment stopped short when Kayn caught up to the cheeky idol, snatching his wrist which held the phone. From the staggering halt, the phone slipped from Ezreal’s hold, somersaulting towards the pool. 

“M-My phone!” Ezreal paled at the thought of losing thousands of stored photos of himself—Oh, and the blackmail photos he was going to use against Kayn, too. 

Yanking his wrist free, Ezreal pursued the device. But Ernest’s rubber hotdog toy squealed beneath him, forcing him off balance. Kayn latched an arm around Ezreal's slim waist, and pressed him safely against his bare chest.

He huffed against Ezreal's ear. “You can’t swim, you idiot. Remember? Just let it go.” 

Ernest barked at the surmounting commotion. Being the valiant guard dog with the perfect pedigree, he bounded on his thick paws to catch Kayn by the towel, with all the intent to keep them both from falling in. What a good boy! Unfortunately for Kayn, Ernest bit a bit more than he could chew.

Kayn’s voice bass boosted ten-octaves lower. “MY DAMN ASS!”

W-Whose voice was that? Was that even the same person? The thought rattled through you.

A chunk of Kayn's soft meat condensed in the jaws of a furry devil. A shock travelled up the nerves of his spine, into the the muscle fibers of his arm, shoving Ezreal forward. Ezreal flailed his hands in the air, desperate to find some semblance of balance—with no luck, at all. Fumbling on his tip-toes, Ezreal plummeted into the pool with a splash. Kayn stumbled from the after-shock of his spirit being bitten straight through his buttcheeks. His feet met the cursed rubber squeaker, sending him following suit into the pool. Except, the towel had its own plans. It decided to stay behind and not get involved.

Penis (en)counter: 2

“I heard some commotion, fellas. What’s goin’ on?” Sett stepped out from the sliding doors. He caught witness of Ezreal’s face treading water, gasping for bouts of air. Sett’s muscles popped at the sight, barreling towards the scene. “Don’t worry, Ez. I’m coming for yah, buddy!”

Sett launched himself into the air, preparing the most athletic Olympic dive ever conceived.

Kayn inhaled sharply as he broke through the water's surface tension. Recuperating his breaths, he slicked his wet hair back from his face. Looking down at the waters crystal reflection, an odd shadow grew in size around him. And according to the forecast earlier; there was no chance in Hell of clouds or rain. Lifting his nose to the darkening sky, he blanched in sheer horror. A body, massive enough to eclipse the sun, hurled down like a meteor descending to Earth.

What day was it today, Doomsday? He must've forgot; Kayn never bothered to look at calendar's, anyway.  

Back to the painful mistress that was his life; a weak, painful moan escaped him. “You can’t be serious. This isn’t the cool death I deserve—”

Those were Kayn’s final words. A wave rivaling a tsunami consumed him, a random pizza chair float, and the immediate surrounding pool area. Standing in the designated splash zone, pool water soaked your soles, leached into your socks, and dampened your pants to the knees. From K’Sante’s spot, a shot of chlorine or two spiked his drink. He snatched his sunglasses off and shouted the words; “This was the last bit of banana daiquiri mix, you aboas! Now I have to go down to the liquor store and hope they sell it frozen already.”

Yone, with all the grace anyone could hope to be blessed with, merely side-stepped away. A single speck landed on his polished shoes. He narrowed his steely eyes, flicking away the insignificant drop.

You caught something flashing on the second floor of the estate. Looking up, you shielded your eyes from the glaring sun. From one of the windows, you spotted someone holding up a sign. You assumed it was Aphelios. The poster read:

‘4/10 Ezreal. 6/10 Kayn. 10/10 Sett.’

With a dramatic burst through the water, Sett hurled Ezreal over his massive shoulder, and walked out of the pool. Placing Ezreal onto his soaking back, he coughed and gagged against the awful taste of treated water.

He smiled at his new-found savior. “Thanks, Sett. I’m fine, but what about Kayn…”

The group shifted their attention over the silent, lapping water. After a bubble or two, the sight of Kayn’s bare bottom surfaced to the top. Floating like a wet and rounded land-mass, with the additional landmark of a pink dog-bite. 

“Kayn! Hang in there, pal!” Sett launched himself once more into the water, creating another wave of soaking magnitude.

Although the drink had already been spoiled, K’Sante reflexively covered the top of his daiquiri glass. “For God’s sake, Sett. Take your time. It’s not like you’re saving the life of an innocent man.”

As chaos continued to ensue around the gang, Yone placed himself at your side. With a shake of his head, he crossed his arms, and sent a ghost of a smile your way.

“Welcome to Heartsteel,” he said. “Your first day starts tomorrow.” 

Looks like your identity was safe…for now, at least.

an: thanks for reading! the rest of the this story will most likely just be on my AO3. You can find me @ milksuu. comments and suggestions always welcomed. <3

#heartsteel #league of legends #Heartsteel x reader #kayn x reader #ezreal x reader #aphelios x reader #Sett x reader #K'Sante x reader #Yone x reader #reader insert #league of legends fanfiction #cross posted on ao3 #divider by @benkeibear

[infinityinakiss]

avatrice au fic recommendations:

i don't think there is a single avatrice au fic that i haven't read so here are some my favorites. i tried to find ones that weren't as popular, so hopefully there are couple here you haven't read.

I want to believe by puppybusby @yashastrongarms - x files au - basically 23k of avatrice flirting while being incredibly reckless with alien shit. unfortunately, it is only a one shot that doesn't delve into their relationship, but it is so worth it. and the tension. woof.

Truly a Steadfast Love by StoicLastStand - medieval au - they have a whole series of ficlets, but this is one of my favorites. there's a tournament to win ava's hand in marriage, ava goes undercover to fight for her freedom, but she ends up falling for the very knight who everybody wants to win. i also love their lucifer au, Greater Sacrifices.

a lover, or something of mine by Smokestarrules - reincarnation au - each chapter is a different life with a different story, and i promise you, if you have anything that even resembles a heart, you will cry. i keep going back and rereading chapter 4 because apparently i love to hurt myself. i also love the world is just illusion (trying to change you) by them, it's a road trip au.

i should love you (and i swear i do) by Noteveryonefitsintothebadbitchgenre - harry potter au (fuck jk rowling) - its that trope where they're married and they talk about each other constantly but nobody actually knows they're married. their students all think that professor silva and professor young have a friendly rivalry, but there are a couple of moments that don't add up.

purple by sxftmelody - hitman au - technically, but really it's just sad, i always cry at the end. beatrice helps ava run away after a job, and slowly they open themselves up and start to fall in love. tw: major character death. also love turning page by the same author, mercenary/princess au.

in our corner of the world by definitelynotthere - roommate au - i know, i know, there's a thousand roommate aus, why would i recommend a fic that isn't even finished and will probably never get finished? i don't know, i just really love this one, and if you're like me, you'll go "ooh, two cakes" and read it anyway.

The last hero of Ogygia by jessnope - percy jackson au - specifically calypso au, ava is calypso and beatrice is the flirty hunter that washed up on her shore. it's super cute.

stay there, 'cause i'll be coming over (while our blood's still young) by britishngay - spiderman au - ava's character voice is actually designed to be spiderman, and bea is the perfect doctor lady that patches spidey up when she gets hurt. plus beatrice telling lilith to "shut up and sit down" will never not be iconic.

sunday people (sunday shines for you) by gilligankane @piratekane - another roommates au - jealous ava is back again and out for blood, specifically jenn-with-two-ns blood.

this is my prayer (I'm in love with you) by nyxtyka - my best friend's wedding/spies au - i'll be honest, this fic went to my marked for laters to die. i don't know if it'll ever be finished, but it is one of my favorite aus, i promise it'll be worth the pain.

spellbound by onomofication - witch au - beatrice is the witch in the woods that ava goes to to finally find a way to explore the world like she has always wanted to. but as she gets to know the surprisingly kind, serious, kinda-sorta witch, she discovers that maybe the world was smaller than she had once imagined. i also love another fic by this author, hit me with you best shot, which is basically a cupid au, where ava runs around trying to stop jc, a cupid, from shooting the love of her life, beatrice.

the celestial glow is blinding by understreetlights - firewatch au - did i think ava and beatrice sitting around, looking at trees, and falling love with each other through walkie talkies was going to be interesting? no, but the world loves to prove me wrong.

too cold, it's withdrawal by KatieQgle - captain america au - give this one a chance, even if you don't like marvel. beatrice is hot as fuck as bucky and honestly the winter soldier plot line needed a little sapphic yearning. come on, avatrice in the army in the 1940s, being badass and fighting nazis together? who wouldn't love that?

i have a ton more, reach out if you want them!

#is it clear that i love 15k one shots? #i'm sorry for all the unfinished ones they're just too good #and hey maybe you can manifest them updating #just don't harass the writers #fic writers are like cats stuck under a building #you have to lure them out with gentle words and treats #warrior nun #avatrice #warrior nun fanfic #avatrice fanfic #avatrice fanfiction #avatrice fic #avatrice au #also i'm sorry if i didn't tag everybody on tumblr i just suck at tumblr sometimes #some accounts i just couldn't find #if there's an account that i forgot to tag please let me know

[swampbrick]

Y’all have waited so patiently for me to get my shit together and format this post, and for that, I thank y’all endlessly (for not calling me out on my avoidant personality and procrastination xoxo)

Without further ado, I give you…

Swamp’s GhostSoap Recs

PART TWO

(electric boogaloo)

My qualifications to make this post are that I’m neurodivergent and have read over half the damn archive at this point.

If you see your fic featured here and don't want it included in a rec post, just shoot me a dm! Will remove any from the list without question or complaint at the author's request.

Notes: I tried to sort some of them out into some broader categories for easier perusal, however, some fics might touch more than one of these topics. I went with whichever category was the MOST relevant in regard to the fic's content. Fics in italics are under 10K words. Stuff involving religious guilt and heavy religious undertones are marked in orange. Some fics are privated by the author- in that case the link might not work for you if you’re on mobile, so just look it up by author and title once you’re logged into your AO3 account. Happy reading!

Random Fics I Enjoyed and Can't Sort Into Broad Categories

The Wedding Lt. by SomnolentPavana

Like Watching Paint Dry by Grangers_apprentice

Mission Briefs by BleedingTypewriter

Don't be Scared by the Starting Gun by Suliana

Afraid (of Changing) by EmpressCirque

HALO by Cryypticchaotic

Tough Love by The_neurodivergent_nerd

Smooth Sailing on Choppy Water by coderaven

Poison Apple by surveycorpsjean

Punch Drunk by Drolly

Tesco's Finest by Vanemis

If You Don't Stop, I'll End up Believing You by Hochseeperle

Assorted AUs

like the dust (that hides the glow) by ArcadeGhostAdventurer [soulmates]

In My Time of Need by WhisperedWords12 [omegaverse]

lotus flower by exavibus [tattoo artist x florist]

Damaged Goods by Red_Clegane [lawyer x prostitute]

Safety Hazard by Red_Clegane [president's son x secret service]

On Leave

No Reqiuem by ice_hot_13

set your teeth against my throat (give me something pretty to wear beneath my blood-stained clothes) by aetherealmoss

let these hills absolve me by flowersferns (THE SHEERP FARMING FIC SOBBING CRYING)

solemn prayer, poppy in my hair by congee4lunch

A Scottish Bastard's Smile by SnarlingGherkin

The Fairtytale of Manchester by MildLimerence

Injury and/or Discharge

all that's said in the low light by headlocket (my favorite fic of all time actually if you haven't seen my 9000 other posts saying so)

My frozen heart (would melt just for you) by Red_Clegane

Clue by Wispscribbles

I Woke Up Underground by WispScribbles

Vicissitude by crows_and_curses

Yours Sincerely by LeoDoesGames

i'm a fire and i'll keep your brittle heart warm by marviless

Affirmative, Sir by Wixiany

To Drive a Man to Madness by Crypticchaotic

This Is (Mostly) P0rn

After Dark by Sylencia (THE BDSM CLUB FIC WOOF WOOF)

If I ever saw you try to be a saint (I'd be appalled) by Xalethar

Chicago Whiskey by Serpentwyne

Make Me Bad by Serpentwyne

gimme just a little bit (more) by applepieces [09!ghostsoap]

Promise Ring by LXVERSOFFENSE

Want It All by TuxedoHummingbird

A Fool's Gambit by MildLimerence

tame me by MikaelLo

the human condition by bilbhoebangins

All the Sins You Never Had the Courage to Commit by mothbeast

The Worthy Vessel by MildLimerence

Hotline by MildLimerence

Bonus Fic!

Here's a Gaz Centric, Poly141 fic that has ghostsoap in it but does not focus on it heavily enough to go in one of the other categories. This is Kyle's time to shine.

Hand Around My Heart by Grangers_apprentice

#the hoes are gonna looove this #the age old proverb #dont like dont read #amen and amen #the way i still have more recs but cut it off here because i wanted to get the post out already #anyways here are the reach tags: #ghostsoap #soapghost #ghoap #fic recs #ghostsoap fanfic #soapghost fanfic #ghoap fanfic #uhhh #simon riley #simon ghost riley #john mactavish #john soap mactavish #idk how to fucking tag #read the fics #call of duty fanfic

[jemmie-heartz]

The Tragic Route

( L, me and @jiyi-jiyi have an au, it’s a secret but this is the tragic ending, there will be no other context 😋)

“Sir, you have a visitor”

Diavolo looked towards his assistant, “Barbatos, please tell them I’m not open to any visitations at the moment..”

“Oh, I’m not sure they’ll take no for an answer, he’s very persistent..”

“.. Fine, allow them entry,” Diavolo grimaced, returning to his paperwork.

Barbatos shuffled to the side murmuring a sign to come in.

“Hello Sir Diavolo..” “arf”

The detective froze, he lifted his gaze to face the visitor.

“Luke, Lloyd… whatever are you two doing here..? Shouldn’t you be with your caretaker?”

“Simeon gave me permission to come by,” Luke always kept eye contact while conversing, but not this time, he was actively avoiding it, looking anywhere but Diavolo’s eyes.

Diavolo’s heart stung, he knew exactly why the blue eyes were avoiding his, it was because of another pair of ocean eyes, ones that had faded 3 weeks ago, he knew why they had faded. Oh how could he not, when he’s the reason all life had disappeared from those lovely sapphires.

“Um… Mammon had told me if something fatal ever happened to him, to give you this,” Luke pulls a piece of shining jewelry, a note, and a key out his pocket. “This was a priceless artifact he had stolen a year before I was born, or at least that’s what he told me. I’m not all that sure, but here, this key and note they’re important, I think.. bye” Luke starts walking out of the detectives office, his dog, Lloyd, following close behind.

“Ah, wait..!” Diavolo yelped out.

“What do you want? I gave you the artifact you had been looking for?, the key to all stolen items?, The address to where they’re kept!? What else could you want!?” Luke spouted out, tears threatening to spill out.

‘What do I want..? All I’ve ever wanted is gone.. Mammon is gone… what do I even need from Luke…?’

“WOOF!!”

Sky blue eyes and a shining gold pair fell to the dog.

Luke pulled a small bag out of his backpack. He reached into the bag and brought out a small dog treat out, tossing it to Lloyd, who caught it in his mouth.

A small smile painted Luke’s face before frowning to turn towards Diavolo.

“Luke.. tell me about Mammon..”

“…what?”

“You and Mammon fooled me, the world's best detective, into believing you were father and son, so you must be close”

“..or maybe you’re just stupid…” Luke muttered, he sighed, “I guess I can tell you a few things, but if you want more, you’ll have to go to Michael, Lucifer, or Simeon, they’ve been around Mammon since forever. They know every little thing about him, from when his first kiss was to the number of beauty marks on his body..”

“…Thank you, Luke, genuinely, thank you..” Diavolo smiled at the blonde boy, who couldn’t bring himself to smile back.

“I still hate you, you’re the reason he’s gone, but Mammon would want me to tell his stories”

So Luke carried on with the stories, holding Lloyd in his lap, all the stories that Luke had, well, they had all been told within the span of three hours.

“If you want anymore, I recommend going to Michael, Simeon, or Lucifer, they have the most stories… Simeon is the most recommended though, the other two will actually try to kill you… goodbye, Sir Diavolo”

Luke exits the office, and Diavolo’s façade cracks, tears spilling from his eyes, sobs could be heard from his office. It didn’t really matter anyways, it’s not like anyone would dare interrupt the head detective in his hours of mourning.

‘Maybe I will pay Simeon a visit… not the other two if I want to keep my head’

#obey me shall we date #obey me memes #obey me mammon #obey me shitpost #obey me headcanons #obey me #obey me diavolo #mammon angst #obey me diamon #mammon x diavolo #diavolo x mammon #obey me fanfic #obey me angst #obey me luke #obey me diavolo angst #obey me ships #obey me writing #obey me swd

[o-avosetta]

Re: Coral Island 1.0

I've been playing Coral Island again after stopping earlier this year to wait for it to get to 1.0. It's been just the experience I hoped it would be.

I've already written about how much it feels like home, how refreshing it is to play a game so very clearly and lovingly inspired by maritime Southeast Asia. It feels even more so now, maybe because of where I'm playing.

I'm on December break, so I happen to be playing from my family's town, where I really can walk down to the beach and hunt for fresh urchins at low tide if I want. Mostly I walk out to a detached coffee stand much like Raj's (more of a hut than a stand, actually), admire my neighbor's dragonfruit vines on the way, and hope I get to say hi to dogs like the player gets with Bonbon and Taco. The town where I am has also gotten a lot more multicultural in recent years, so it really isn't a stretch that I'd run into people of different nationalities* and multiracial couples* and families in Starlet Town also. There's a Japanese man who set up an izakaya down the road from our place, and it's excellent.

[* Not to get into the sociopolitics of this, but maybe the fantasy of Coral Island for me is that none of the older white men are there looking for land to grab for their retirement and/or poor, younger, less educated women they can exploit as bangmaid brides.]

I don't looking forward to leaving town again, but I'm glad I'll have this game for a taste of home.

I'm only nominally a farmer, I think. Diving and clearing the sea has been my favorite activity in the game, and I think I'll continue even after I make the merfolk happy. I've been making decent money drying scallops and making kombu chips this Year 1 Winter, so making a living this way seems doable.

I've lamented elsewhere that farm life sim games set in seaside towns often forget how much the sea is part of the life of such a town — usually, such games make the ocean nothing more than another fishing spot. I love, love how much the ocean is very much a part of Coral Island. What happened to the ocean is why Starlet Town has been struggling lately. My progress underwater is tied to my progress overall. Merfolk have their own town, and I can befriend/date them; they aren't just blink-and-you-miss it sprites to liven up a fishing session. I still have a lot of seafloor to clear, so I guess I'll see if the ocean endgame is any good later. But just the fact that Stairway Games devoted this much of the game to the sea really touches me.

(I fucking love the ocean, okay? In another life, I was going to get a marine science degree right here in my family's town. But noooo, I decided to try being a writer, lol.)

As for dating, I'm not in a rush to woo any particular townie. There are almost too many attractive people in this game. So I just work on my farmer and on healing the island, and I let relationships develop naturally. Run into a townie? Stop and talk to them. Hand them a jepun blossom or a mushroom or a jar of jam. See whose stories and personality make me want to keep running into them once the first blush is past.

I've reached the winter, though, so I do have some clear favorites now.

I don't know if I want to marry Dr. Yuri, be her best friend, or be her. I just think she's so cool — the coolest person on the island even. I think I relate to her coming to the country after her adventures abroad and trying to do the best she can for the people around her. Maybe I want to be with another me-in-another-life, idk (after marine biologist and before writer, my next aspiration was pediatrician).

Mark recently won a popularity contest in the player community, and it's not hard to see why. In games like this, any scarred dateable who starts off gruff or mean is basically cotton candy left out for player ants. I haven't checked yet, but I'm willing to bet his dog-feeding cutscene launched a thousand fics ("Good girl" — woof). (Either that or something something garden rake up the ass something something.) Mostly I like him because he's the only one who actually seems to banter with the player, and he looks big and cuddly like my SO.

Chaem is the other initially aggressive character, and I think I like her, too. I was actually put off at first; in early access, she was only an aloof jock who was pretty focused on her workouts and her sport, not outright mean. I don't remember her being this rude to my farmer when I met her pre-1.0. Then I had a little think about why one would let Mark be a little mean to them but not Chaem. What do you know, getting to know her makes her warm up to you also.

I like Theo because he just gives off vibes that I need in my life.

Who else? I think I will always have a soft spot for Surya because he was my first crush in early access, and though the attraction has waned this go-round, I still want to be his friend. I want to be Eva's friend mostly because one of my friends really likes her. I want to be Lily's friend because I just want to know all about her and her bonsai. I haven't made enough progress with the merfolk yet, but I have a major crush on Princess Miranjani. (Agung, what we could've had if the devs hadn't baited and switched you with Semeru, hayy.)

Ah, and as usual, I have made it a personal mission to make the town grandma love me. Betty, I'm saving all my flowers for you, mano po, paturo naman po ng recipe sa mooncake.

Okay, I'm out of thoughts now; time to grab my diving suit again.

#coral island #games #personal #the sea #southeast asia

[insane4fandoms]

Not Your Captain | ISWM x reader Pt. 3

Summary: It’s a race against time to save your crew, but will it be too late?

Length: 2098

Warning: Violence, intense action stuff, wounds

A/N: Got too long, part 4 is coming, woof! Also, congrats on graduating @crazy-obsessed-enby !! I’m proud, I’ll be graduating next year, too!

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Two shots were heard, one from Gunther, where he missed and hit the ceiling and one from you, standing a few feet away from behind Wil, holding a gun and glared deadly daggers at him. You aimed it towards Wil’s hand, and managed to shoot his gun out from his hands.

“Get. Off. My. Ship,” You gritted out, slowly walking towards him, and pressed the gun against Wil’s back. Wil slowly raised his arms up, turning to face you slowly. Mark watched you, pure fury in your eyes, an aura that made him shiver with fear.

“Any more movement towards my crew, and I’ll rip your spinal cord out, and shove it back down your throat,” You threatened, raising your gun higher so it would point at his face. He stared at you for a second, which felt like it was hours, until he breathed out a soft chuckle, then soon grew into a loud giggle, then an insane laugh. He clutched his stomach as if you said the funniest joke ever, which made you even more angry.

“You really haven’t changed at all!!” He manically said, his hand reaching to grab his butterfly knife and lunged at you. Gunther immediately pulled the trigger to shoot at Wil, but the insane man just blew a raspberry.

“Mommy and daddy are talking!” Wil snapped his fingers, and in an instant, Gunther’s gun was gone. You heard the ADS leader spit out some curses, and you jumped out of Wil’s slashing.

You ducked under Wil and bashed your fist against the door pad, which closed the hall door to prevent the crew from getting hurt. You ignored the shouts from them and charged at the insane man, who was basically dance fighting.

“Stop it Wilford! I told you that I won’t play anymore of your games!” You hissed at him, redirecting his attacks. Wil giggled loudly and managed to slash your cheek, making you yelp in pain.

“I told you to stop playing this game! Now you’re going to play something else! Something more… heisty!” He gleefully claimed, which made your eyes widened at his words. No. He’s not taking you away.

“I’m not part of your reality anymore, Wilford! This is my own reality, and I could do whatever I want!” You finally got the upper hand and got the butterfly out of his hand, and pressed your own knife against his neck.

“In here, I can stop you from doing your shit,” You growled, pushing him back to the airlock slowly, so close to finally getting rid of him.

“Can you?” He tilted his head like a puppy. You opened your mouth to say something else, but Wil shushed you by placing a finger on your lips.

“I think you should be more worried about your wound than throwing a tantrum,” He crossed his arms with a disappointed parent. You were confused as to what he meant, but suddenly felt pain at your waist.

You looked down to see a stab wound in your stomach, making your vision feel dizzy. You placed a hand over your wound, and you got pushed against the wall by Wil, who grabbed your other arm and pinned it over your head.

“Now don’t get all pouty with me! After all those times you had to restart to get a perfect loop, how many times did you use your crew mates as pawns to get what you want?” He tsked, raising an eyebrow.

“Are you really going to put them through hell again just for you to do it all over?” The way Wil said it, and with that stupid grin on his face, it’s all just a joke to him. You tried to scowl at him, but he pushed you further against the wall.

“Hush now, my dear gumdrop. We will have fun, with Damien and Celine again,” Wil cooed, bringing his butterfly knife up to your face. You then yelled in pain due to Wil pressing the knife in your wound.

“Just let me bring you to sleep,”

SHING

What he didn’t expect, or what any of you didn’t expect, was for a knife to be deep inside Wil’s side, and for Mark to push it deeper with an angry look. You covered your mouth in shock at the action, as Wil dropped the knife from his hand.

“We’re both tired of everything we have been through because of the wormholes. We finally have the happy life we worked hard for, and I’m not going to let you take that away!!” Mark growled and kicked the knife away.

“You better not move if you know what’s good for you!” Gunther went into action and pulled out another gun, with Mark pushing Wil to the ground and digging his knee on the man’s back. Celci and Mack took into action and ran to your side, helping you up.

“Such a shame…” Wilford mumbled out, straining his head up, but it was forced down by Gunther’s boot. Burt came back with first aid and went over to try and treat your wound.

“Gumdrop, we would have so much fun together… yet you try so hard to try and avoid me,” He said in a sad tone, tsking like he was scolding a child. That made Mark furious. Doesn’t Wil see that you’re in pain, wounded because of him, and he’s acting as if you started the problem?!

“What should we do with him, Captain?” Celci asked hesitantly, with her arm balancing you to stand. You looked down at Wil, who kept on spewing nonsense while giggling, and looked down the hall.

“Send him to the airlock,” You simply said, not making eye contact with any of them. They all looked at you in shock, with Burt finishing your wound. Mack watched at you for a moment, before nodding.

“You heard the Captain, throw him in the airlock!” He turned to Gunther and Mark, who immediately did as they were told and lifted Wil up, who made no effort on fighting and kept on giggling like a madman.

“You can never avoid me!!” Was the last thing you heard before doors shutting and the computer saying air locked opened. You sighed in relief, but then felt your knees buckled under you. You collapsed in Burt’s arms, where he held you closely to him.

Mack watched you, feeling guilt and sadness, seeing you like this. But before he opened his mouth to say anything, the ship began to shake violently. Celci and Mack held onto the side walls as Burt kept you steady, and Mark and Gunther ran back in view.

“Captain! The wormhole is back!” Mark panicked, all of the memories that happened to you and Mark were flooding back, so he cowered in fear. You noticed Mark’s reaction and quickly realized what was happening.

“It’s not a wormhole! It’s Wilford!” You shouted angrily, grabbing the ship’s side to stand up straight.

“He’s not going to let me go that easily, he never did,” You gritted out. You knew what he was doing, how he was trying to use a wormhole to bring you back to his reality so he could do whatever he wants with you. You’re not going to let that happen.

“I’m going to need help from all of you, we need to escape that wormhole like before, if not, we’ll be stuck in Wilford’s reality forever,” You hissed, trying to to let your wound get worse.

“Gunther, make sure weaponry is seacure. Celci, check on cryo to make sure there aren't any leaks. Burt, check for any damages in case we go through. Mark, watch over reactor,” You commanded the crew, who nodded and ran off to save the Invincible II, leaving you and Mack alone.

“Mack,” The head engineer turned to you, and you gave him a smile, still in pain.

“Take control of the ship,” That made Mack freeze and look at you like you had multiple heads. The amount of times he tried to be Captain, to take control, you always shot it down and how upset he would get. And now you’re offering him to be Captain, so why is he so hesitant now?

“Captain, I-” You cut him off by placing a hand on his cheek and giving him a soft look.

“Mack, I know you’ll get us out of here. I’ll be fine, just go and save us,” You said, smiling a little. He stared at you for a moment, before slowly nodding.

“Go to the med bay and rest, for the crew,” He added the last part quickly, and you felt lips on your cheek before he ran down the hall. You gave a small laugh and limped your way to the med bay.

“Computer, activate Wormhole Protocol!” You managed to yell out, trying to regain your vision.

“Wormhole Protocol unable to activate due to-” Computer’s voice was cut off, glitching until you heard a familiar voice.

“Due to you being a sore loser, gumdrop! You can’t keep avoiding me!!” Wil’s voice boomed out through the hall.

“Wilford! You stop cheating!” You shouted angrily. If he wants to be stubborn, you can be stubborn back.

“How dare you say that?! I never cheat!!” He gasped, appalled at your accusation.

“How about that time when we played murder mystery?” You hissed, pressing your hand over the door pad to get into med bay.

“You started to like it!” He defended, and you knew he crossed his arms and stomped his foot like a child.

“I’m going to kill you, Wilford!!” You scowled, pointing at the ceiling.

“Oh, how I missed you threatening my life, sugarplum! You’re just so filled with cute anger!!” He swooned, which made you realize talking to him was pointless.

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Mack made it to the main controls, where he pressed down on the panel to activate the wheel.

“They don’t belong with you, Mat my dear,” Mack froze, hearing Wil’s voice so close.

“They belong with me! They always belonged with me since the beginning! We partied together, we grew up together, I should have them here with me!” Wil whined and argued.

“Captain belongs here, where they don’t have to deal with you! They made up their mind, why can’t you see that!?” Mack argued back, feeling furious with the man.

“Why can’t you see that you’re not real?” Mack stopped at that statement, all he could hear was the ship creaking and shaking, then faded into silence.

“Each and every member on this ship, you’re nothing but a pawn in this reality. They could simply get rid of you if they wanted to. They get to choose whether you exist or not,” Wil explained further, where Mack felt an invisible grip around his wrist, stopping him from pressing down on the wormhole protocol.

“Getting rid of them, can make you be in control for once. Let you choose your path instead of them,” There were various voices getting louder and closer, which made Mack realize Wil was literally in his head.

“Everyone here is just here for their amusement. You can fix that,” Wil giggled out, voices swarming around his head.

Mack suddenly felt a force grip his neck tightly, which he instinctively tried to claw at whatever was holding him. With a quick flash, the engineers could make out a distorted Wilford in front of him, who gave him a giant smile, showing his teeth.

“Just give them to me,”

꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂

Meanwhile, you were hooking yourself up at med bay, trying to hold it together for your crew. You prayed that Mack would know what is right and get you all out of here. You felt the life support getting injected into your body, where you know you had only a few minutes of consciousness.

“Please Mack… do the right thing…” You whispered, body feeling heavy.

“Wormhole protocol activating, advise to be in cryopods,” You finally heard, m,Qing you smile at that. The ship shook once more, and you felt yourself growing tired. Then, you heard Wil, but now… he was begging and pleading.

“NO SUGARPLUM!! I CAN’T LET YOU LEAVE!! YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE I REMEMBER!!” You covered your ears to ignore his cries, avoiding the guilt and shame growing. Even after everything he’s done, he was still your friend.

“YOU’RE THE ONE I STILL HAVE, THE ONE THAT HASN'T GOTTEN AWAY, THE ONE I STILL LO-!!” You didn’t hear anything else as you blacked out from the life support.

“Wormhole protocol engaged, high speed activating… now,”

“Goodbye Colonel… You’ll only live in a memory…”

#in space with markiplier #iswm mack #iswm mark #iswm #iswm celci #iswm burt #iswm gunther #wilford warfstache #iswm x reader

[chantaledkins6]

Is It A Pig?

If mother and father feel uncomfortable, focus the dialogue by yourself baby, Sanfilippo steered. "Say, ‘I don’t know what my child would do if he found a gun. I believe he can be actually inquisitive about it, and so we try to make sure that any homes that he goes into, that he can’t entry a Orbi Gun,’" she stated. As worrying as it is to boost children in an era of mass shootings, attempt not to transfer your anxiety to them, mentioned Marc Zimmerman, co-director of the Institute for Firearm Injury Prevention on the University of Michigan and co-director of the National Center for School Safety. It’s important to think about prevention: how educators, dad and mom and youngsters can assist to create a supportive school local weather so children don’t feel isolated or bullied, he said. Wherever you or your youngster go, be vigilant and report something that appears out of the unusual.

You also can throw small rocks of their course or spray them with vinegar, water from a garden hose or large squirt gun. Kornmuller. "Javelinas are even-toed ungulates that belong to the Artiodactyla order, and they're closely associated to sheep, goats and deer." What exactly is an even-toed ungulate? Hoofed mammals that bear weight nearly equally on their third and fourth toes, moderately than principally or totally on the third as in odd-toed ungulates, reminiscent of horses and rhinos. Javelina pigs generally work together with each other utilizing low grunts, barks, coughs, huffs and woofs, or by clacking their teeth. Another important a part of social communication is scent marking objects like rocks and timber. Peccaries have a dorsal scent gland on their back, near their rump, that is particularly pungent. They scent mark one another, too. Standing head to tail, two peccaries rub towards every others dorsal scent gland. Shawnee Riplog-Peterson, curator of mammalogy and ornithology for the Arizona-Sonora Desert Museum, by way of an e mail.

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That is to say nothing about what toys they play with at buddies' houses. Some dad and mom see this as a normal part of childhood play and a wholesome type of role play. Others see a perpetuation of aggressive attitudes and ideas with real life penalties. The truth of the matter is, analysis on this topic is limited and often inconclusive. Among the numerous consultants Romper reached out to, opinions assorted broadly. This can, of course, be frustrating for fogeys who just want to do what's "best" for his or her children, but much of this dialogue will fall on personal desire. There are, however, some universal tips to keep everyone safe and having fun this summer season. Kristin Hoffman, Ph.D., Director of the Trauma Psychology Program at Johns Hopkins All Children’s Hospital, tells Romper that there isn't a definitive reply as to whether or not a father or mother ought to enable water guns of their residence or during summer time pla

If you don't know what a javelina (pronounced have-a-LEEN-a) is, you shouldn't fear that you are lacking out on an enormous secret. Many people dwelling outdoors the southwest U.S. But the tide might simply be turning thanks to a Tucson actual estate agent who captured a lone javelina hotfooting it at top pace alongside an house advanced by way of cellphone video not too long ago. The short video went on to propel the speeding creature to social media fame overnight, and the clip has since shown up on Twitter amusingly set to tunes from the "Chariots of Fire" theme tune to Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." The dashing javelina even made a cameo appearance in the pages of The new York Times, and was a scorching topic on quite a few Tv information exhibits as nicely. And although the animal does tend to resemble the wild pig that I first turned conversant in while rising up in Arkansas (it even goes by the nicknames "muskhog" and "skunk pig"), I could not have been more incorrect.

[storiesofsvu]

Im honestly not even excited for tonight based off of what ive heard already. Im more ready for grey’s cause Addison. Lol. I will be making gifs while watching to occupy myself. Nonetheless… here we go..

I really need this detective and bell to date. Pls.

Oky WHY do they continually let victims families/civilians out in the field with them?! Like this is not okay… this is not ideal, this is not legal…

“do you think we can trust him to do this?” THANK YOU AYANNA. God.

Genuinely surprised they didn’t have the building fully surrounded wtf? Like yeah the boys got there eventually but woof.

Me chanting: flirt! Flirt! Flirt! Flirt! At the queers.

Ayanna: eye fucks her

Me: YAAS.

Okay, that’s a win for this episode that’s all I care about lol

Ah yes… dorm life… because eli who canologically should be like 14 is in college…

Moving on!

Tbh based on the promo I am kinda interested in mothership tonight, lets see how that goes lol.

Okay… so the promo had me thinking that Nolan would be a major witness and sam was running point on the case the whole time so im kinda bummed.

I was distracted actually watching and also gaffing but I have 2 notes:

-hugh dancy was WAY off his eyeline mark on his “its my decision sam!” line

-loved the way sam continually called Nolan out this episode. Loved that.

Okay… Churlish *doesn’t drink* but she thinks it’s a good idea to go UC on a roofie case? Wtf girl?!

Really?! REALLY?! They had to make these fucking sleezeballs Canadian!? Fuck you.

The EXACT same moment this pricks cl phone buzzed “redhead” my phone went off with a tinder notification.. I think that’s a sign from hell… defs not opening that app

Why is her water in a plastic cup? Like, I get that we have plastic glassware at my bar but it’s not like, plastic solo cups, theyre plastic cups that look just like our glass ones and you cant tell til you pick them up.

“you don’t have to say everything you think…” LOL.

This is like, a full personal opinion, but I don’t like them wearing their badges around their necks, when they’re on the belt’s it just looks better, they don’t get in the way, but that may just be me.

Okay, again, I get the loyalty and not liking all of your coworkers (beeeelieve me there) but like, there’s a time and a place, you can still be professional and courteous while absolutely hating someone lol. These guys are all being ridiculously immature about it. (also its weird Velasco & muncy are still allowed to be partners???)

Churlish is really out there what? Trying to tie muncy to this case or shit? Again, I understand if it maybe came up a little LATER in the case but for right now you’re just going to check out that bartender, talk to him, get his story. If something doesn’t line up THEN you’d go through his socials…

Man churlish is TINY isn’t she??

Man, they are pushing veluncy way too hard for me right now. Even if it’s just friends, there’s so many looks between them and this is considering they haven’t spoken in a week or whatever? Can we pls not do this.

Churlish really went and baited herself without clearing it with anyone AND making it look like muncy was trying to set her up…

“youre saying this was her idea?” MUNCY WHAT DID CHRULISH JUST FUCKING SAY IN THE VAN?

“you slid into her dms!?” muncy’s SO fucking angry, her little hand?! HAHAHA

Man if olivia felt like she was babysitting *before* she must absolutely hate this shit now. Like…as someone who is a manager and the team used to all be in their 30’s and very unproblematic, staying in their own lanes and now my team has babies on it, it’s annoying af.

The way Bruno had that work conversation while looking like he was flirting was some *prime* acting.

There’s only 15 mins of this left… is it a two parter?

Ok so the drug is in the salt?

The black shirt grace has on looks exactly like one molly has lol

Not surprised there’s a girl involved in this to get them outta the bathrooms

Ah… the limes.. okay…good to know nothing can be trusted in bars. (although… bartender pro tip… don’t ever put the fruit into your drinks or into your mouth. A very large amount of hands touch those fruits, and who tf knows the last time they’re washed, they’re constantly touching dirty dishes, money, debit cards, etc AND a large number of places probably don’t wash their fruits…)

Aside from giving teddy her pic for bait HOW WAS SHE RECKLESS?? SHE DIDN’T FUCKING DRINK! How was she supposed to know it was the limes???

But also yeah, she does have to be there for the right reasons and work with the team otherwise it aint gonna work.

This episode was… I dunno man the vibes are off. That’s all I got.

#law and order #law and order svu #law and order spoilers #spoilers

[aspxnvii]

DMMD Routes | My Thoughts -

*Major Spoilers*

I finally had the chance to play this for the first time since I discovered it back in 2013. Thank you Steam and JAST BLUE!! I absolutely fell in love with these characters (Not Mink). So yeah . here are my *unedited* thoughts on each route!

Warning;; extreme fangirling .

*Going in order from which I completed them*

Noiz 

Stoic, tsundere, lonely, rich kid | Woof. Had to start with his route, cuz I had a crush on him in highschool lol. He’s a brat. And i’m here for it. Him randomly kissing Aoba was so unexpected and strange, but like he’s so unsocialized so- I didn’t mind it (i’ve seen people theorize that Noiz may be autistic¿) Noiz buying all the food in Platinum Jail? Sweetie? He likes sweets? Lemme feed you? Sweetie? Sweetie? His snarky comments? <3 Pissed me off a few times, but it was his defense barrier, and once he could feel again after Aoba used Scrap on him nghghnghghghg yes . the bloody bad end was hot but god it felt so wrong,, and even the other bad ending had them together too,, it really made me click the puzzle pieces together that Noiz really wants to BE with Aoba- and gggggghghhbghhg . and NOIZ GOING AWAY FOR 3 MONTHS AND COMING BACK IN A SUIT WITH AN ESTABLISHED JOB AND WANTING TO BRING AOBA HOME TO GERMANY SO THEY CAN LIVE OUT THEIR LIVES THERE??? Wow. Chef’s kiss. SOMEONE APPEARED ON THE SCREENS WHEN THE TOWER COLLAPSED??? WHO IS THAT?

Bad End 1: we’re trapped. In silent oath together. omg he just WANTS to be with Aoba ;;

Bloody Bad End: well this is hot,, but god it feels so wrong . they deserve better than this

Good End: Chef’s kiss . moving to Germany to live their futures together? Let’s fucking gooooo . Couldn't stop smiling when this end card hit me

Koujaku

The charmer, hot head | Being honest, he’s the Husbando material choice lmfao , super sweet. Such a bro . his confession was super sweet . I liked breaking him out of his mentality that he wanted to die due to his past mistakes. But we aren’t our past mistakes and i’m glad that he was able to move past that. AOBA LETTING KUO CUT HIS HAIR?? Adorbs. Kay, but the BAD END? SHIRO-AOBA? WOOF . With the white hair and all hoh ,,,, WHO IS THIS PERSON ON THE SCREEN WHEN THE TOWER FALLS?! . Aoba said it felt like someone was guiding them through the tower???????

Bad End: SHIRO-AOBA?! Woof.

Good End: Wholesome good shit . 

Clear <3

Love of my life, baby, adorkable, golden retriever boy | Clear, my love . I fell head over heels for this boy. (oh no he’s hottttttttttt) . Thought he was strange but in an endearing way at first- and then I fell. THE SCENE WHERE CLEAR LETS AOBA SEE HIS FACE FOR THE FIRST TIME? My jaw dropped. Excellent. His BEAUTY MARK, the MOLES? Ohhmnyogdddddd <3333333 THEM TOUCHING EACH OTHERS FACES? shit brought me to tearsssss. Aoba and I both said he’s beautiful at the same time ;; Clear questioning his purpose and all aaa . it felt so genuine and grounding talking to Clear. i enjoyed every conversation with him. CLEAR NAKED IN THE APRON? My jaw dropped here too. It was so unexpected but shiiiit my boy’s caked upp . Aoba’s reaction had me in tears laughing . CLEAR BEING ON TOP OF like OPAL TOWER OR SOMETHING AND AOBA’S LIKE DAFUQ ARE YOU DOING,, plzz spare me <3 WHY DIDN’T PLATINUM JAIL HAVE AN AQUARIUM??? I wanted to take him to an aquarium goddammit,, his heroic sacrifice,, my sweet baby aaaaa . I wish I wasn’t spoiled that he was a robot,, thanks guys lmao. I was an absolute mess during their sex scene- Clear slowly dying and them just touching each other and talking,, knowing that Clear’s clock was ticking that whole time,, and not knowing when he would shutdown hhhh and then his eyes lose color. holy fuck - I was a crying mess. Him being repaired for a whole year is insane. I can’t imagine that pain of “what if he walks in right now?” for that long. And my god. That end card and then the song kicking in and the credits rolling made me cry start crying AGAIN. HIS BAD END??? AOBA’S LEGS? MAKING AOBA LIKE A DOLL WITHOUT AN ESCAPE? Ghgdfjkas;lf “as long as Clear’s happy” . Clear’s hot asf kill me . AND THERE THAT PERSON WAS AGAIN . WHO IS THAT ON THE SCREEN WHEN THE TOWER FALLS FFS WHEN WILL I KNOW 

Bad End: ohmygod where are his legs- C-CLEAR?? ffs it’s hot in here *screenshot*

Good End: The best end. He's literally perfect. Nothing can top this. idc. legit would marry him

Mink

Thoughts before: I’m going to nitro-skip this whole route. Not looking forward to hanging out with this guy. 

Spiritual, stoic, impossible to get along with, biker guy | I’m an hour in and I crave death. We’re apparently going to this industrial-looking area in Platinum jail? -okay. The greeting panda said “adult activities” happen here. spare me .alright, 2 hours in, UPDATE,, oh my god the club scene,, not a fan of that sex scene. that was hard to watch,, but baby blue drunk/high on the light drugs was soo cute. Aoba saying “ someone’s watching me, whose eyes?” does he mean his Scrap self? Or that mystery screen person????? Hgnghghghhg . god it’s so awkward around Mink now . spare me. he bit my hair and then raped me. “Oh, maybe it has an underlying meaning” BABY BLUE I’M- expressing my disdain for this route . i’m bored . the way Mink treats Aoba makes me sick. Kicking him and punching him,, it’s sickening to watch and listen to. OH SHIT AOBA’S SCRAP SELF IS HERE “i’ll grind your brain into dust” YESS BABY BLUE GET HIS ASS. fuck the elevator, we’re taking the BIKE. ohmygod we got to see some of Aoba’s past!! Aoba wasn't even aware of the "crimes" he was committing. Like not realizing just how powerful he was, and he'd fuck people up in Rhyme. SLY BLUE . did Toue just use his voice on Mink??? oh nvm, it's not Scrap. Ohmygod getting the good ending is so excruciatingly long ohhhhhmyodddda. Wait Aoba said that it was supposedly Mink’s men who blow up the tower? Was that the plan for each route??? I’ve noticed 2 grammar errors in this route and none in the others. Seems like the devs don’t care about Mink either lmfao. Ohmygod WHAT? the person on the screens that appears whenever the tower collapses DIDN’T appear this time??? HWA???? Oh, we’re just on a fucking plane now searching for Mink. fanTASTic. “ i searched the world looking for him” Aoba . what the actual fuck- it’s finally over. The good end song was the best part of this route.

Bad End: Well, that was quick and oh- Aoba’s decapitated, sick 

Good End: Ohmygod it never ends.

(Not adding a pic of Mink cuz idc)

Ren isn’t on the menu anymore omffgggg it’s time boizz

Virus/Trip

Thoughts before: waiting for their sex scene tbh,, the snake and lion? Hhhhhh, supposedly we learn more about Aoba's past in this route?? Hmmm. These two appear here and there near the beginning, but you don't know much about them. But they say, "We're your biggest fans" to Aoba? What the hell does that mean??

Started this playthrough from the beginning this time, instead of at the warehouse (like I did with Koujaku, Clear, and Mink). So, Aoba's an experiment (: and the person who has been "watching" him, and the one who appears on the screens in Platinum jail when the tower falls IS AOBA'S BROTHER. Holy shit. The twins wiped Aoba's mind because they were working with Toue and had access to like mind control shit? Nice.

*openly admitting how hot their sex scene is, I have no regrets. I've waited years to see that scene in context, and it was beautiful*

Ren

Thoughts before: apparently, this route gives Aoba’s backstory??? This is the “true” ending, so we doing it last boiz.

Piggybacking off of the Twins' route, and going from the containment testing room- I know this is considered the TRUE route, but idk it felt like it went by pretty quick? Like the way it was paced was a bit too quick? I can barely remember what happened. Something about a virus that was implemented into the Allmates from Toue that would start infecting the owners and Toue would use that as one of his methods of "brainwashing". Seeing that Toue's Allmate was Usui was cool . Sei was the one sending us the games and sent the invitation to Platinum Jail too, so we could free him?? ;;;;; holy shit. Everyone coming together in the tower?? Iconic

Aoba accepting Sly Blue-and then Ren as his own being/entity and him somehow becoming human at the end? I don't fully understand it, but ya know, it was wholesome, so it passes

Bad End: Oh, he's eating us- 

Good End: Wholesome, precious. Aoba's happy, Ren's happy. I'm happy

Final Thoughts

Overall, this game was so much more than I expected. I had such a blast experiencing everyone's routes. Going from Clear's route to Mink's was a death sentence. The different route ending options was such a nice touch. Thank you Jast Blue! (I had the nsfw patch- obviously). I knew I absolutely had to 100% this, and I did. I absolutely fell head over heels for Clear.

I seriously hope Jast will release Re:Connect in English on Steam. Because I will be there. (I've already watched Clear's route in Re:Connect, but I wanna play it lol).

If you read this far, holy shit. Thank you &lt;3 If you haven't played this game, I highly recommend it. If not for the story or BL, the aesthetic, UI, soundtrack, character designs, and cyberpunk-like world are incredible.

#dmmd #dmmd my thoughts #mywriting #dramatical murder #jast blue

[ga-yuu]

I wanna know the jealous personality of each ikegen suitors regarding Yoshino. Hehehe. Is that okay?

This is easy because more than half of them are going to have jealous sex or start to make out with her. Don't believe me? I have proof.

Yoshitsune

I think Yoshitsune despite his expressionless face is going to blatantly say that he's jealous. He's very straightforward when showing his affection to someone. He will have his puppy dog eyes and will hold Yoshino hand and say something like:

Yoshitsune: "Yoshino, your smile is so pretty and I love your personality that helps others when they're hurt. But sometimes I don't want to show that smile to any other man and want to lock you up in my room forever."

Yoshino: "There's nothing to worry about. I only have Yoshitsune-sama in my heart.

Yoshitsune: "But that's not enough. I want to leave my mark all over your body. Not just your heart."

Yeah, the conversation will go something like that.

Benkei

Benkei is a gentleman. But he can get physical if he's jealous. He won't say, he's jealous, so Yoshino has to ask him. In the current story event, when he sees Yoshino happily looking at the Tamamo figurine he bought for her:

Yoshino: *Smiling happily*

Benkei: "Yoshino"

Yoshino: "Hm?..Mm."

Yoshino: "Benkei...what happen?"

Benkei: "....."

Benkei: "I understand your complicated relationship with that guy but..."

Yoshino; "Are you perhaps...jealous?"

Benkei: "....."

And kisses her again.

But this doesn't end here, after seeing a mosquito bite on her leg, he tells her that

Benkei: "I'll overwrite it with my mark."

Yoichi

I don't remember an event with Yoichi jealous.....but in his main story...Morinaga is the love rival. In one of the endings when Morinaga and Kagetoki come to visit Yoshino in Hiraizumi to bring her luggage, Morinaga holds Yoshino's hands and tells her that no matter what decision she takes, he will always be on her side. Yoichi became unusually quiet and then smiled again. He takes Morinaga's hands off of her and tells him that

Yoichi: "That's never going to happen."

Maybe in one story event, when Yoshino is happily talking about a kid that looks like Yoichi and Yoichi cheekily says:

Yoichi: "You know what you deserve? Punishment. For thinking about another man when you're with me."

Kurama

I think I already answered that. See here

Tamamo

The drama queen! I'm not kidding....he's gonna sulk. In one story he watches Yoshino playing with a stray puppy. After its mommy comes to pick it up, Tamamo is like:

Tamamo: "Are you done having an affair?"

He goes to his room and sits in the corner and starts to sulk.

Not only this, but in his main story when Azukichi (Kagetoki's puppy) comes to play with Yoshino and Tamamo, he's like

Azukichi: "Woof Woof!"

Tamamo: "Why is this dreaded thing here!?"

He wants Yoshino to pet him and him ONLY!

Yoritomo

He's gonna bully her. He won't admit it he's jealous, but he's definitely gonna bully her. In one story event, he tells her beforehand that he will punish her if he sees her overworking. Yoshino nods but does the exact opposite. Not only does she try to pull an all-nighter, he also catches her red-handed stuffing her face in Tamamo's belly (little fox form). He doesn't say anything at the time, so quietly leaves after saying goodnight.

The very next day, during the small tournament he makes her sit next to her in the VIP seat and sneakily fingers her till she gives in.

Yoshino: "I'm sorry. I'll...Mmm...only come to Yoritomo-sama....please not here...Ahh..."

Yoritomo: "Not only that. I warned you to not overwork and yet you did. So I won't stop until you fully reflect on it."

Kagetoki

Kagetoki is one character that I have never seen jealous. I have never seen him jealous in story events and even in the main story....I don't remember him being jealous BUT! I have seen Yoshino being jealous when he pets Azukichi. In her mind, it was like "Pat me, instead"

Morinaga

I said this a long time ago, but I'll say it again. Repeat after me "NEVER! EVER! EVERRR! Fall for his gentle big brother demeanor." He's an absolute wolf under that face. An absolute possessive person.

In the main story, Morinaga didn't want to accept Yoshino's feelings at first because she's special and keeping in mind his past relationship records....He felt this one would be even more painful than the previous ones. But when he sees her happily smiling and getting along with other samurai, he gets jealous and after making sure that she's alone, he prepares tea for her. When Yoshino was about to share the tea he made for her with everyone else, he corners her and confesses his love. So that for the rest of the night, she thinks only of him.

In one story event, during the summer festival, Yoshino dresses up in a beautiful kimono and ties her hair up. Seeing her like that, Morinaga was stunned. He just smiles and tells her that she looks beautiful. After the festival, he takes her to a small warehouse for shelter under the rain and starts to make out. He gives are a hickey on the neck and removes her hair to hide it.

Morinaga: "When I saw you dressed like this and your bear neck, I wanted to do it. Don't tie up your hair like that in front of anyone but me, okay?"

Shigehira

This one can go two ways.

In the main story, he was ordered by Yoritomo to be Yoshino's caretaker. Shigehira didn't like this idea but soon they got closer. Later in the story, rumors spread around the Shogunate that Shigehira and Yoshino are in 'that' kind of relationship. Shigehira wanted to stop the spreading of the rumors and that leads to him playing kemari match with Morinaga. After the match, Yoshino stated that:

Yoshino: "Don't want to bother Shigehira-kun. I will take care of myself from now on."

Shigehira: "...!"

Morinaga: "If you don't mind Yoshino. I would love to take care if you instead."

Yoshino: "But..."

Morinaga: "Don't worry. Big brother will protect you from now on---"

Shigehira: "Wait!"

Shigehira becomes all pouty and says

Shigehira: "I did say that I don't want the rumors to be spread but I never said that I want to give up your caretaker role."

Both start to blush.

In an event story, he overhears Yoshino talking to her friend. The friend was encouraging Yoshino to accept a rich guy's invitation (who was trying persue Yoshino in the event) and be his playmate. Yoshino, of course, didn't want to cheat on Shigehira, but Shigehira gets jealous and without giving her a chance to explain, he brings her to her room and starts to have sex with her out of jealously.

Yasuchika

Yasuchika kissed her in front of the other male leads. I think that explains everything.

Akihito

He's gonna be pissed if someone steals his time with Yoshino. In his ending, when wanted to get intimate with Yoshino, Sueharu comes out of nowhere and stops them. This irritates him even more because he knows that Sueharu has a thing for Yoshino. Akihito won't say that he's jealous nor he would show it on his face, but his beautiful smile talks more than his mouth. He doesn't mind Yoshino being friends with other men but if someone tries to steal their lovely time together, he will really get angry.

Ibuki and Sueharu

We have to wait and see...

#asks #ikemen genjiden #ikemen series

[westopoliscity]

Hi. Woof. I got tagged in a thing by @gillbuoy! Which I shall now be doing (wowzers! Thank you for tagging me btw ^_^. Woof.)

hot shower or cold shower: Hot. Any day of the week if the water is not slowly cooking me into a fine aspen stew what the fuck is the point honestly

texting or calling: Texting. Always. I get soooo nervous in discord vcs because of my parents walking slash not liking my voice slash previously being teased by my parents for things ive said so. Text. Far better. Plus I can do :3 ^_^ :] and woof arf bark!!!

ear buds or headphones: headphones hurty :[

paperback or hard cover: Redwall paperback books ruined the paperback book experience for me... some prints of the books are so. Squished and hard to hold apart for reading and hard cover books in general feel. Nice and substantial and theyre great I love them so much

matte or gel: Stares blankly. I have no clue what this means or what context this applies to!

twelve hour or twenty four hour clock: i have to think with 24 hour clocks and im bad enough at 12 hour clock math

Sci-fi or horror: C neither

blue or green: hmm. Whatever could my answer here be. I wonder... no way its blue. Not in a million trillion years ^_^

sunsets or sunrises: Sunsets! Im a night person 100% and theres something so... beautifully magical about a nice sunset. A calming feeling. Like im sitting on the roof of my house staring out across a backyard forest, drinking away at cans of soda and joking away with friends. Fireflies are lighting up the air and the night creatures are plentiful. That kinda mental image.

tulips or orchids: orchids are. Special to me in a way, I suppose. Where I live, Irises are very plentiful and ive found them. Absolutely beautiful ever since I was a child first exploring the area around my old shed in my old backyard discovering the mysterious, tall flowers blooming behind it. My father mistakenly called them orchids, and I know now, obviously, that they're irises- but despite that thinking about orchids brings back such a strong mental image of those magical purple flowers with the white and black striping, and that neighborhood I grew so attatched too and loved for years. I miss that area a whole lot.

candle light or moon light: moonlight. Always. Its so. Pretty and. Truly magical and while candle light is great, well. Nothing beats the moon herself, to me at least

pen or pencil: I have... terribly sloppy handwriting. I frequently make mistakes in how I write things. Pens are my natural enemies and as much as I love using them ill stick to mechanical pencils always

pandas or koalas: pandas: one of my first comfort stuffed animals ever after. A big life change made me lose all of the ones I once loved so much. I found him at a garage sale and I kind of fell in love with him immediately. Instead of black, his markings are a soft blue color and hes the perfect size for hugging and he was the perfect comfort after so long spent with my bed feeling so. Painfully empty. He helped me through some really, really rough times too. Hes worn already, despite having him for only 2 or 3 years or so now, but given the fact that some of that wear is tear stains bravely taken, I think he deserves to show some wear methinks.

gold or silver: I like grey man. What else am I to say

sneakers or boots: sneakers are the devils creation and I will wear winter goddamned boots year round if im allowed theyre comfy. And they look nice.

denim or leather jacket: I have no personal experience but uh. From an aesthetic point of view. Leather just looks really fucking cool. Thats all I can say really

pink or purple: I won't go deep into this because ive done enough personal rambling for a tumblr tag game post but. Purple irises, as I've mentioned, and memories of some people I once held so very close. That's all I'll say

chocolate or sour candy: i will devour an entire bag of sour candy given the opportunity just you watch me

drive in movie theater or the cinema: C neither again. Im not particularly a. Movie watcher really and. Bad associations with the cinema and drive in movie theater. Also uncomfortable associations for different reasons

deoderant or perfume: perfume makes me feel dsyphoric (a lot of things painted as traditionally. Girly. Do really, its a hard thing to shake for me. I still find it hard to accept. The color pink, fully)

pastel blue or earth tones: sorry blue! You actually suck here. Earth tones are very calm and comforting, they bring to mind an autumn forest or a cozy library space. I prefer daker and greyish blue shades, generally

lemonade or fruit juice: let me get my grubby little paws near lemonade your never seeing that batch ever again

past or future: In. A generalized broad way, the past, I suppose? But really. Neither. Its hard to keep myself rooted to a broad version of the past, and the future... no.

And now comes the time to pass this off to a couple other people so, I summon forth: @nintendont2502! @thebaby-is-you! And! @murrittimeswithscar! Participation optional and anyone unmentioned is free to hop in but I had to tag someone So! Yep!

#lot of personal rambling for a tag game post huh

[cuddlytogas]

all right, let's do this. favourite menswear at the met gala. do I know who half of these people are? no. and yet, I remain Obsessed.

i will say, it feels like more people actually made an effort with the theme this year, but maybe that's just because it's too easy to slap a flower on something and call it a day, lmao

almost all photos taken from Vogue's wrap-up. and of course, as always, the night was saved by men of colour, thank god

1. Bad Bunny ABSOLUTELY tops my list!!! I love the HAT, I love the bouquet, I love the glasses, I love the corseted waist with the POWERFUL shoulders... the asymmetrical basting stitches and underside of the collar, the inseam ribbons, the backs of the cuff stitches... the CLOVEN SHOES with FUR SPATS?????? at face value it's still just a suit-shaped suit, but actually committing to the corset is based, and it's just such a creative and powerful look, I'm obsessed with it. I don't know if this was the point, but the way it highlights the work and craftsmanship that goes into clothes and fashion, acknowledging the work of the tailor that has its roots in centuries of tradition and innovation, and that little hint of devilry in the power, the shoes, the glasses, the sense of subversion... yes yes yes. also shoutout to him not switching from Spanish in his interview with La La Anthony 🔥

2. Leon Bridges! Love the extra wide shoulders with the little puffs on the sleeves, the spiked lapels extending over the top, the crossover(?) tie, the gloves.. are the shirt cuffs also doing something fun? and the extra-bell bell bottoms, the jewels, the lavender on the lapels, the wisteria on the belt????? and the hair is just perfect. yes, excellent stuff, thank you

3. wearing literally anything that's not a suit puts Gustav Magnar Witzoe near the top of the list, and the more I look at it, the more it grows on me... the glamour, oh my

4. Lil Nas X with designer Raul Lopez!! (extra photo from here, and screenshot from the Vogue livestream) I love the fun shapes, A Million Buttons, the wide legs, the trailing tails, but most especially I love the sculpted waist piece! fun little reveal without the coat on aaa

5. Alton Mason, with the textures, the shoes, the train, and especially that hair/headpiece/veil combo, my GOD

6. last, and kind of least, Wisdom Kaye, because I love the whole vibe, and the colour, and the hat, and the SCORCH MARKS, and the pleated cuffs and lapels... but really, it's nothing particularly special at its heart. great details, great overall effect, but not wildly exciting.

two near misses to top off the list: Barry Keoghan actually broke my heart, coming so close and then chickening out with the Just A Modern Suit, but I love the fabric, the hat, the high collar and cravat, the little ruffled sleeve cuffs... although, the running stitch around the edge of the cravat then left to fray, is... :\

Jon Batiste had a similar problem, where he had that gorgeous eveningwear floral brocade(?) waistcoat, but paired it with a perfectly ordinary, if prettily narrow-shouldered, modern suit

honourable mentions go to:

Lewis Hamilton in this gorgeous ensemble, which doesn't have anything particularly interesting going on, but I happened to catch the explanation, which really engages with history around slavery and gardens, and the first black gardener in Wales, and there's a poem on the inside of the coat by a pioneering black English poet... so. and it is absolutely beautiful. plus the hair? the thorn necklace?? woof.

Kieran Culkin, because it's so FUN!! The colours! The rings! The necklace! The shoes!! and in concert with the yellow dress on Jazz Charton, what a delightful combo

I don't really like Will Welch's suit, but I appreciate the soft slouched shoulders. and in a similar vein, Alex Sharp's suit is fine, but I do like the snatched waist and smashing shoulders, going in the complete opposite direction

and finally, Jeff Goldblum, because it's a basically ordinary suit, but he's really finished it with scarf and gloves and accessories, and god damn does he wear it with such SWAGGER 🔥

bonus round for my favourite womenswear: Natasha Poonawalla in this cool as hell mushroomy dress aaaaa

#pointless post is pointless #Met Gala 2024 #image descriptions in alt text #for the record i DO like taika's fit - especially the shoes - but it's. y'know. fine. #it's not very interesting y'know? #same with Andrew Scott who nearly got a look in in honourable mentions but really.... it's Fine #he DOES look great though uvu #yes i spent all day on this and YES the image descriptions are DETAILED and were the LONGEST PART

[sleepyfaolan]

\\Prev: here//

Zenithine snickers to himself as he continues to get lost in a forest, leaving sporadic marks to signal where he's been in the least helpful way possible,' marking only where I've turned is fucking funny, fuck you, Matt!' He wheezed as he turned left and marks the tree to his right, taking ten steps forward to mark a different tree before turning left again.

'Awoof!' A living cake barked as it bounds up to Zenithine, catching the human off guard,' you good there?' He asked the cake as he kneels to look at it a bit better,' woof!' The cake barked again, a small portion of its behind wagging,' hmph, cute,' Zenithine snorted as he gently pats the cake's head.

Smiling a small bit as he looks around at his surroundings,' now I'm regretting getting lost out of spite... shit' Zenithine growled as his face turns to a scowl, and starts scuffing the heel of his right shoe,' do you have a home or owner?' He asked the cake, which barks as it bounds back the way it came.

Zenithine follows the cake in the direction it's heading.

○ ○ ○ Meanwhile, with Matt ○ ○ ○

Screaming at the top of their lungs, Matt calls for their friend,' ZeeeEEEN!' No reply, Matt groans in annoyance at their friend's innate need to wonder and explore the surroundings to avoid interacting with other living things.

'Damn it, Zen, where are you?' Matt huffed as they scan the surrounding trees for any evidence that Zenithine has been in the area, mainly the marks on the trees, which he could've easily forgotten to do if something interesting had gained his attention, which after an hour, has become the obvious thing that's happened.

○ ○ ○ An hour and a half later ○ ○ ○

'Zen has been paying attention to something that isn't marking trees in unhelpful ways.' Matt sighed as they pinch their forehead in frustration,' meaning what exactly?' Gingerbrave asked as he looks at the person to his right,' meaning he's following something, it's happened before' Matt groaned as they move to sit down on the ground, Wizard Cookie hummed as he looks at Matt,' if we go back to the kingdom, we will be able to gather a search party and search for Zenithine.'

Matt takes a deep breath as they hang their head between their knees,' I'm not a fan of doing that, but it makes sense, and our only option' Matt groaned in defeat as they brace themselves to stand back up to follow the cookies back to where it is they came from once the group is out of the forest. 'Great! Oh! And you'll love our little kingdom, it's awesome!' Gingerbrave exclaimed in his excitement about everything that is happening so far.

So, off the group trots, for roughly four and a half hours until they come upon a clock tower,' well, this is it! Our little kingdom, we're not quite sure on what to call it,' Gingerbrave admitted with a sorry smile, chuckling softly Matt smiles, knowing what Zenithine would say as a name,' what about... Mythpoint?' Matt suggested with an awkward smile, Gingerbrave's eyes shine as he looks at the four other cookies with him,' Mythpoint?' Chili Pepper Cookie questioned as she side-eyes Matt. 

Matt looks at Chili Pepper Cookie with an icy look to his face,' and do you have a problem with it?' Matt asked while Custard Cookie III nods at the name in approval, Strawberry Cookie smiles sweetly as she nods, and Wizard Cookie smiles with a curt nod of approval,' then it's settled, my wondrous kingdom shall be called Mythpoint.' Custard Cookie III announced after Gingerbrave pumped his crispy fist in the air with a big smile on his face.

○ ○ ○ Now Zenithine with the Cake Hound ○ ○ ○

A giant cake surrounded by slanted and tilted candy cane thorns, tainted vines, and melting choco trees sit in the middle of what looks to be a wasteland of sorts with a path lit by candy cane torches leading to a round table not that far away from it. Zenithine hums as he continues to follow the cake hound towards the giant cake, catching a glimpse of a pack of them playing tug-o-war with a vine.

'So, this is your home, huh? It seems rather barren,' Zenithine muttered to himself as he looked at the landscape around him,' Chiffon, who is this?' a soft sounding voice questioned from just up ahead of the cake hound and human,' awhoo, woof' the cake barked with a small huff as it sits down in front of Zenithine,' he's a new friend you found?' the owner of the soft voice asked as they approached the two, Zenithine looks, and it's another cookie, but one of its arms is cake.

The strange cookie looks up from the cake hound and studies the human's face carefully,' well, you don't look like a cake, what are you?'

#writing #cookie run #my two original characters #cookie run kingdom #cookie run fanfic

[pascalishere]

Dael: Oh so that’s what auditory stims are, cool. Very crisp production as always. Am I hearing a dog barking? Woof woof! Synths coming in at just the right time, as usual. Love the piano, great addition. The last minute is great, the beats cutting out to let everything else breathe was a great choice.

Clipper: I’m finding it more and more difficult to pick anything out to say! Everything keeps getting more detailed and ambitious. Oh, LOVE this wavering synth I’m hearing. Approaching the halfway mark, these little synths and best switches I’m hearing are getting my heart pumping! Oh, here comes a drop, most of the elements have cut out…never mind, everything is just getting quiet. Still, great outro!

Leterel: What am I hearing, I love it? I really don’t have the words to describe any of this, but I do think this is the track that’s hooked me the fastest so far. Hell yes, strings! Love that synth getting louder at the end, consuming everything except the drilling sound.

Rotar: The beat’s great, one of the standouts so far. The synths on this one sound very unique too, I don’t think I’ve heard sounds like this before. It sounds like I’m hearing processed guitar strumming really quietly somewhere, cool sound. Oh yes, more piano! Oh the beat’s cut out-nope it’s back! Catch and release, works every time! I think the song’s in a completely different place than it started, I can’t remember! How do they always kill it with the outros?

Stud: Hello, is the track underwater? Oh, we’re speeding up and adding things in, it’s Autechre time. Few minutes later, it’s just synths now. Where are we going? Is that finger snapping? …I’m not really enjoying this one. I hate to say it, but I’m a little bored. I wish I could appreciate this music the way it deserves. The reverb on these synths is cool, though! Excellent outro.

Eutow: One sec, I need to pause, I have something I need to deal with. Ok I’m back, love the sound of this one, all the synths are so beautiful! Oh hell yes!!! Fave so far. Oh, this beat is excellent! Do I need to say how good this outro is?

C/Pach: Sounds so jangly and dazed, I like it! Love how this one is unfolding, every new change is exactly where it should be. They continually impress me with how much they can warp and change around the central structure of each track.

Gnit: What the hell is going on? Sounds like a gnat’s buzzing found it’s way into the song, funnily enough. Damnit I got distracted again. Those oscillating(?) tones behind the humming sound really cool.

Overand: Really pretty already. Fuckin tinnitus again. Oh wait that just a part of the song whoops! I can hear the beats becoming more prominent, excited to see where this goes. Just beats and bass now, very interesting. …cool, that track didn’t really go anywhere, at least I don’t think? What am I missing???

Rsdio: This one feels like it’s about to go ballistic any minute, I like this energy. I don’t know what to think anymore. Sounds like the song is going through a tunnel now. Cool, just a solid 45 seconds of silence, love that.

…Yeah, I don’t know. I feel like such a dumbass for not loving most of this album. It’s probably just me, but the progression of most of the tracks feels less ambitious. Very few changes that were made felt like they were pushing the song in a new direction. I’m definitely wrong here, but I don’t feel that the longer tracks really justify their own length for that reason. All of this is probably objectively mind-blowing, I wish I could get into it more. My instant-gratification brain keeps waiting for something like the climax of Hello Earth to come along and give me goosebumps. That’s probably never going to happen. The further I get into Autechre’s discography, the more it feels like I’m missing something. Am I?

#pascal barks #music #autechre #tri repetae #review