i dunno if this is like weird advice to give, but for anyone who is or has a partner/friend/etc. who's interested in a threesome (or more), you gotta make sure that everyone involved is emotionally ready for that. if you or someone else might get jealous, then just don't do it. don't lie and say you're ready just because you wanna make your partner happy, or because of peer pressure, or even just because you're attracted to someone involved, etc., if you're having any doubts at all then just say so. this is something you need to discuss thoroughly beforehand. jealousy or any other sort of emotional discomfort during group sex WILL negatively affect your relationship(s) with whoever's involved. if sex is an experience that's very important and personal to you and you're not ready to share that with someone other than your partner(s) then there's no shame in turning it down. a good partner wouldn't be upset by you setting boundaries. your comfort is more important than the opportunity to have a threesome
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bunch of people in the notes of Unity update posts saying 'this is only kind of a win, because we should still never trust Unity again' missing the point, which is of course we never trust Unity again. there was basically nothing they could do to earn developer's trust back at all, since long before the fee announcement. the question was would indie devs have to delete all their existing games and projects to getting slapped with a random fine, and the answer is no they don't. that's a win. now we continue to never touch Unity again
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Snippet from 'lay-on-the-floor-and-scream dot excel' please ❤❤❤
As you might have guessed from the title, this is my 'good data management solves the Clone Wars' AU! Work had me pretty agitated when I put it together, so it's more canon-divergent than originally intended, but hopefully it still holds up.
I started off thinking that the clones, coming from Kamino, would be pretty used to keeping extensive documentation on themselves/each other. Multiple sets of books, even—the sanitized ones they show the longnecks, the informal tracking of things nobody else cares about, the multiply-encrypted ones with the honest data about how their siblings are doing—as automated and redundant as possible, and while yeah it would be difficult to maintain during wartime, they are 1) the best-trained military minds and logisticians in existence and 2) absolutely not going to pay less attention to their siblings when they’re in more danger.
For this fic also I focused in on a worldbuilding thing that I actually thought was true a million years ago before I’d ever gotten into any Star Wars nonsense, which is that Lightside users are a sort of filtering system for the Force. That the Dark was an agent or consequence of some sort of metaphysical entropy—the constant descriptions of it as cold and oppressive really reinforced that one for me—and Force-sensitives would dedicate themselves to opposing it on behalf of the universe. So they’d be agents and sources of the Light, not only directly combating Darksiders (and more prosaically evil people) but also through meditation (and to some degree intrinsic aura) functioning as something like metaphysical space-heaters. I was thinking of them kinda through a D&D lens, like galactic paladin-monks. It made sense to me.
Under this system, then, not only would things feel cold and depressing around a Sith, but the world would be warmer and more comforting around a Jedi. To, say, a statistically significant degree. You see where I’m going with this—what if there was a sweet little chart that proved, mathematically and objectively, that puppy piles around the Jedi general improve the quality of life/life expectancy of everyone involved?
Such a chart could also indicate a general getting closer to a Fall (Krell more cleanly than Anakin, since Anakin’s baseline will be skewed after the Tusken massacre, and conflated by Obi-Wan and Ahsoka’s recurring presences) or various other ongoing issues in a battalion (Corrie Guard, my beloveds) but we have to start by convincing our ascetic galactic paladin-monks of the efficacy of wartime cuddles.
Cody hums faintly, and still does not continue. Obi-Wan has years of practice and does not need the Force to tell him to be patient, that if he pushes Cody now he might miss his chance to hear something important. The Force tells him anyway.
“General.” Cody begins again. “You know the kark you make up so you don’t have to directly answer a direct question?”
Obi-Wan narrows his eyes. This conversation could be about many things. The Force tells him yes. It is unhelpful.
It seems he takes too long to answer, and Cody continues on, delivering further defamatory accusations in his polite semi-formal voice. “As when you refuse mandatory post-mission checkups, and Helix hunts you down and asks if whatever put the holes in your robes put any matching holes in you, and instead of telling him what he certainly knows, you spin a charming tale about some other poor sap who possibly got shot but is probably fine regardless, no need for any medics who may or may not exist to get involved?”
The Force says yes. Obi-Wan does not roll his eyes, because he is a master of the jedi order and also of himself. “I’m familiar with the rhetorical construction of a hypothetical situation, yes.” He replies primly.
“Good. I’d like to discuss a situation with you, sir, with the understanding that everything I describe is purely hypothetical.”
(also as you can see this is a very fun Cody for me to write, because he and all the rest of the 212th have gone their entire wartime experience with Obi-Wan layering peace/comfort/reassurance over them like a mantle, so he’s a lot more comfortable speaking his mind and I get to lean into my favorite codywan bitch4bitch relationship dynamic from the jump)
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bpd is super cool and fun bc if i am attached to someone and they like someone else more than me, i either:
resent the person i have never met (bc they're better than me)
resent the person i am attached to (bc they don't like me more)
OR
resent myself (for not being good enough)
and it usually happens bc the other person has a fucking romantic interest in the person they "like more". fam i do not even want that with you why am i acting like it's a competition
it also happens with best friends though. like. why does my little pea brain think i need to be the ~best friend~ of everyone i latch onto like a parasitic worm. that's too many people i can't be a best friend every time
and on one memorable occasion, i felt it about a FUCKING CAT, which is all new levels of pathetic (me and the cat became friends though)
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So I've been doing some art research before doing a portrait of one of my OCs because she comes from very Prim and Proper Victorian Nobility and wanted to really study those kinds of paintings from the era which... there's a shit ton of etsy ad facsimiles out there that really corrupt the pool of references, but Wikimedia has a collection of portraits that are actually from the Era and let me tell you, a lot are just great
I Know'd It Was Ripe by Thomas Hovenden
This kid's smile is just infectious.
Girl from Megara by Georgios Iakovidis
She's not having it!
Portrait of a Woman by Simon Hollosy
The warmth in her eyes. I trust her implicitly.
Laughing Girl by Fritz von Udhe
I think this one is my favorite. The warm lighting. The pose. Her smile. I might genuinely try to do a full study on this.
A lot of these weren't the particular style I was going for (the uptight noble portrait) but they do very much provide a window for me into this era that created the one I am making.
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"I am Fr. Avidità, and this is my assistant, Fr. Omega." Terzo gestured to the large, Stoic man beside him with a closed lip smile. His fondness barely contained. The woman squirmed nervously in her seat beneath the ghoul's piercing gaze.
"Why does he wear a mask?" She asked, voice polite yet hushed as she leaned closer to Terzo's side. Her eyes unable to move from the imposing creature.
Terzo chuckled. "Ah, you see, his face is too handsome. We had to cover it as not to tempt any demons into possess him." Omega rolled his eyes.
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