thinking about luke as your mom’s friend’s son who only comes over when your parents hang out…yk the one….anyway here’s a shitty drabble
being all awkward smiles and painful small talk for the first hour of whatever family event your parents had dragged you to this time.
indulging in more than a few cocktails that your older cousins snuck to each of you from the bar.
(the dodgy bar in the dodgy events building that had been hired out for whatever birthday party/baby shower/bat mitzvah was happening. you didn’t really care all that much, anyway.)
the liquid courage fuelling the conversation, pulling up old memories you had buried and bubbling over the giggles you shared as you drank in the corner.
getting progressively tipsy, sharing secret smirks when your mom passed a comment about how “it was as if you two had never been apart!”
luke’s hand in yours — older, mature, callused; so different from how they used to feel when you were kids, although those memories were fading, being replaced with something much more carnal. something you were less likely to share over a cocktail at a family party.
sneaking away from the crowds — easy enough, everyone was drunk.
cutting through hallways, passing the drunkards who lingered outside of the chaos. they were smoking, arguing on the phone, waiting for a cab, looking for the bathroom. you?
you were being pressed against the wall of an empty stairwell, gasping quietly at luke’s mouth on yours. his hands on your waist, then your back, your arms, the sides of your neck. everywhere he’d been thinking about touching since he knew what touching meant.
and you were the same. fingers under his blazer, dipping into his waistband for a teasing second before returning to the outside world — but he noticed. how could he not? the firm pull of your body against his was response enough, his right hand coming down to hitch your leg around his hip.
your crotches burned with desire, rubbing against each other with every small movement of your bodies. aching for more whenever you paused for just a second because you thought you could hear someone passing the bottom of the stairs a few feet below you. all they would have to do is ascend the first set, and they’d spot you there. but neither of you cared.
luke inching a hand up your dress, dipping his fingers beneath your panties and huffing into your ear when your wetness coated them after one stroke. your own hand, fiddling with his belt and making sure nobody heard the clanging of the buckle as you undid it with fervour, eagerly searching for his cock once you could stick your hand in there to your wrist comfortably.
moaning in each-other’s ears. grinding on each-other’s hands. sucking in deep gulps of air whenever you got too loud, whenever the slurring speech of an uncle you’d never met faded in, and then out of shot.
luke cumming in his underwear, your hips spitting and sputtering against his palm only moments later.
cleaning yourselves up, catching your parents at the bottom of the stairs just as they passed by in search of you. sharing a look.
in the years you’d known him, you’d never exchanged socials. you didn’t need to. you just hoped he would be at the next family function.
[Video description: The first half of the video shows the outside of the cabin from Slay the Princess, different colored rapidly changing lights shining through the windows. The song Caramelldansen, somewhat muffled, plays. The second half of the video shows the corpse of the Princess sitting in the basement as the lights continue to flash and the song becomes unmuffled. End video description.]
kinda disappointed with how this weekend went. I mean, it wasn't bad! but it was our first weekend in the new apartment, and I/we wanted to get a lot done. I already did a lot during the week (a lot for me, not a lot for most people I guess), but there's lots of things that I can't do/can't do on my own, either because I'm too short or not strong enough or I need someone else to hold something or whatever. which realistically just won't get done during the week because my husband works full time, so. it sort of sucks that only one very small, unimportant thing got done. 😔
Okay this is silly but am I crazy to think that Screwllum didn't talk like this before? In Silver Wolfs event he just talked like a human but now he says things like "Affirmation:" or "Conclusion:" Does this have like. Lore signifigance? Was it explained? Or did hoyoverse just retcon how he talks?
[OOC:]
Actually, he has talked like this the whole time, it's just that in Silver Wolf's companion mission it wasn't used nearly as frequently as in the new story. (To make sure I was remembering correctly, I skimmed the dialogue section of the wiki and found that the amount it was used was around the same for both missions, but since Screwllum had far more dialogue in Punklorde Mentality, its use was significantly more spread out so it wasn't as noticable)
In my opinion, it was better that way. I feel like this sort of speech mannerism is only charming when it's used sparingly, but for every handful of lines? It's a bit awkward and loses its effectiveness pretty quickly. Before, it seemed to me like something he was doing intentionally, turning typically flat and emotionless robotic speech patterns into something more endearing. Now, though, it reads like it only exists because he's a robot and robot characters have to speak a certain way, right? Never mind the fact that Screwllum is far more in touch with emotions (both his own and others') than most robot characters that exist in fiction, and that he tends to speak in a very elegant and poetic way that wouldn't usually blend very well with that blunt, straight-to-the-point style of speaking (unless, of course, a balance is struck between the two...like it was in Punklorde Mentality, maybe?!).
It's not a retcon, per say, because that word usually only applies to major, plot-important elements (as far as I understand it), but it is an inconsistency.
so i just realized that I had a hard save just before the end of the ritual in my Astarion romance game, and that I could see for myself the whole entire ascension dialogue, without needing to rely on whatever can and can't be shown on youtube
................ yeah, I don't............. like it
and that's not a surprise, i knew very well that I wouldn't (a butt or a tit being censored doesn't change that), I've seen most lines if not the whole scene uncensored and as-is before, but having your own fleshed-out character be there, it kinda changes things a little bit.
in that it feels objectively much worse altogether. to me. like i didn't understand how people could see this as anything other than a humongous red flag before, and now i understand it even less.
the whole.... demeanor he has now, and that line about having "earned his body", and the repeated dismissal of the PC's very realistic and honest anxieties with an "I'm so powerful, it'll be fine".....? just...... eugh. yuck. slimy. gross. do not want.
just how close Iona was to this happening too, that's probably what makes my brainstem prickle the most. how easy it would have been for her to just... let him convince her that this is all for the best, and stay convinced until it's far too late already.
this guy may be wearing Astarion's face, but whoever he is*? fucking hate the prick
(*yes i know it's him just with his worst fears reinforced and his worst qualities amplified, but for the sake of the expression? it does feel like a stranger is wearing his face, and that stranger suuuuuucks)
also though this dentist is genuinely the best dentist we've ever had.
she was really understanding about us having issues with toothpaste and we asked if she had any recommendations for alternatives we could try to see if those help and she gave us some options to look into so that's cool.
she also took our medical trauma into account and kept checking if we were okay throughout the appointment and asking if we needed to take breaks and we've never had a dentist do that before.
she warned us about what each tool would feel like too and actually warned us if something was going to be painful which like, I would in fact rather be warned that "this is going to be uncomfortable in this way" and "yeah this is gonna feel really bad for a few days but that's normal" than have someone try to reassure us that it won't be that bad only for it to get really painful.
our next appointment is to have a tooth removed and she explained the procedure to us and how that normally goes, and then we asked if we can take the tooth home afterwards and I can only assume from the look on her face that she's never been asked that before, but she was like "yeah I don't see why not, it is yours after all" so that's cool
can HSR and HI3 players please just stop with picking on Genshin players already? we all like Hoyoverse, there is literally no reason to trash on the other games to try and get people to play your favorites. if anything you've only made Genshin players avoid HSR and HI3. you've accomplished nothing.
this post is not about the rewards players of each game get, I'm only talking about the Hoyoverse fans who trash on Genshin just because they think the other games are soooo much better and their opinions are better than "those stupid Genshin players'"
seriously, stfu. it's a game. if you don't like it don't bully people who do. and especially don't follow it up with "my favorite game is better" 😐
Soot Strike Sees a young lad named Wasp paw being sad about his Stripes because they look "too mean" and too much like his Parent in Redwood clan (He is from moss clan)
They become friends after Wasp becomes a warrior and after a whole bunch of clan drama happens.
Soot Strike Star even makes him deputy.
small fact soot stars design is somewhat based off my own cat, she is completely black to the point you can only really see her eyes.