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sea-lanterns · 3 months
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Gods just imagining Amber man spreading.
So cute and small and feminine, but I really like to imagine Amber being deceptively domineering as a top. Likely she doesn't top super often, as I can't imagine being with Amber without also being with Eula. And Eula bottoms for no-one!
But just imagine your two girlfriends sitting on the couch at home, Eula is sitting up straight her legs practically locked together, then Amber right next to her, laying all the way back, kinda slouched, and her legs thrown wide open without a care in the world.
My subby bottom ass can't help but think about kneeling in front of them. Eula's hand holding me by the hair as she guides me between Amber's legs. Amber realizing what's happening and immediately looking so smug at how obedient I am for them.
Just imagine how sweet she must taste, and how much sweeter with her spitting just the filthiest, most embarrassing words as I go down on her. Eventually Eula may slip around behind me to let her hands wander my body at her leisure.
Then after staying like that from a while, Eula decides she wants to change things up, and I won't be convinced that she isn't strong enough to pick me and Amber up at the same time. Just carry us to the bedroom before she breaks out the restraints. Gods what I wouldn't give to have Eula tyibg me down, making sure I can hardly even squirm in all the ropes and cuffs she puts on me.
Only after I'm secure does she let me see how Amber has put on the strap, and is now poised to take me as she wishes. I don't think that Amber would be as good with a strap as Eula, she just doesn't get as much practice as her. But you know she would set an absolutely brutal pace, and her stamina would keep her going and going and going. Till I'm all fucked out, sobbing and begging for a break, pleading how they've already made me cum enough.
But that isn't really up to me, is it?
Eulamber sandwich :0
I am completely in love with the thought of Amber being a smug top. I see her as a switch, and a lot of people would think of her as a sub, but when she tops it’s like she’s suddenly gained the strength and stamina of a horny jackrabbit 😅
Having Amber manspread in front of you would be the start of it all. Eula is all composed and “ladylike” due to being raised in aristocratsy, but Amber is a girl who just doesn’t care. She’ll spread her legs and slouch way back till she knows you’re staring at her with hunger in your eyes, and once Eula catches her drift, the two women are pushing your head down to eat out the eager bunny like she was the queen of the world!
Ofc, usually Eula is the girlfriend to take the lead in these types of situations, but sometimes it’s fun to let Amber pull the ropes once in a while, while Eula just sits back and “assists” her, by holding you down in her strong grip, as Amber pounds into you from below with a strap 💕
Not fair, Eula and Amber team up against you too much, but it’s not like you shouldn’t complain when both girls feel so good :(
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starstruck-cupid · 1 year
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The Sweater
Part 5 of Unnamed Charlie fic with a bit of spicy Kirby x fem!reader
(edit: name change. Formerly unnamed)
A/n: I have noticed a continuity error in my story. Scream 4 takes place in October. I thought it took place in September. I will be switching to autumn instead of spring from here on out. Also there is Kirby x reader x Charlie at the end of this. The next chapter will most likely be the last of this series. I might make it a little more Kirby x reader towards the end.
TW: mentions of murder, mentions of stalking, mentions of theft, sexual contact. I think that's it.
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The morning after the kiss was crazy. Olivia was dead. Murdered. People were saying it was brutal. There were plenty of rumors and claims about the killing, but none were confirmed. I think Sidney's publisher is dead too
It's been three days. I was more scared than ever. I haven't gotten any more texts but it seems like things keep disappearing. I don't know when or why these things are being taken.
Little things that shouldn't be missed, but things I noticed. I'm an organization mess. Everything is all over the place, but I know what goes where. I'm missing 2 more pairs of underwear, and some lewd Polaroids that I thought were well hidden.
Charlie and I still haven't talked about the kiss. I'm not sure if we ever will. We kissed once after. We've definitely been closer physically. I'm okay with it. I'm content.
I can't believe we still have school tomorrow. People are dying. Three students are dead. We should at least get a few days to mourn.
Charlie and I were supposed to hang out today. He texted me telling me he'd be here later, but I decided to just go to bed.
I can't help but feel anxious. More than usual. Something bad is going to happen. Ghostface is clearly back. I think my break-ins and missing things might be connected.
I'm laying in bed, stoned. Heater on,with multiple blankets piled over me, and a movie playing in the background. The cool autumn air breezing through my open window. I opted to give up keeping my window closed. It's been apparent that it's not working. I had my favorite candle lit. This was nice. I needed this.
I was in my favorite sweater, the one Charlie got me. He stole it yesterday, as he does sometimes, and now it smells like him.
I can feel myself drifting off. My eyes and mind go black
I hear the squeak of my window being closed. In my tired mind, I don't fully process the implications of that. Figuring it was Charlie, I go back to sleep.
It couldn't have been more than a few minutes later when I was woken up to the feeling of fingers rubbing up and down my thighs. I freeze.
Soon I feel a full hand continuing the motion on the back of my thigh.
I feel someone climbing into the bed, up towards me. As they lay behind me, a scent fills my nose. Charlie.
I feel him kiss the back of my head and slip his hand up my sweater. He lays it on my bare stomach. His hand is cold compared to my stomach.
Moving back towards him, I bask in his warmth. His hand slips up to my clothed breast. My bra was unpadded and thin. I'm sure he could feel everything. He was gentle, though. Not attempting to do anything more than lay his hand there. It felt like he was trying to get a feel for my boundaries.
When it comes to Charlie, and what I'd let him do, there are no boundaries.
"Is this okay?" He asks, quietly, unsure if I'm asleep.
I tiredly mumble out an affirmation. We just lay there like that for awhile until we're both sleep.
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Today is the first day that Charlie is still in bed with me in the morning. The sun is shining through the curtains. For a while we just lay there together, talking and listening to the random vinyl that he put on. Everything seems perfect right now.
Charlie told me about his, Robbie's, and Gale's agreement. I told him about how My dad said my mom had always been a fan of Gale. He offered to get something signed.
Finally we get up for school. Getting back to our usual routine after that break of not talking is so nice. I finally don't have to get my coffee alone every morning.
<3
School was the same as everyday, surprising. We have "cinema club" today after school. I think the name is dumb but I'd never tell the boys that. Today we have Sidney and Gale visiting.
I can't lie. I wasn't listening at all. Until the stab-a-thon was mentioned. I had forgotten about that. I had to go. Going it's a requirement for being friends with Charlie. It seems that we're a bit more than friends now, so that's absolutely no way I can skip.
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Charlie makes me come early to help set up. I don't really mind. It means I can start drinking early, and I get the best seat.
After a bit of the, people start screaming and running. Then I see Gale on the ground and Dewey shooting a masked Ghostface. Running to Gale, I begin to put pressure on the wound.i stay there until ems shows up.
Once I finally get back to my car, Charlie is already there.
"Kirby invited us to her house for an after party" he said, getting in the passenger side.
"You direct and dj, and I'll drive"
After a few minutes on the road, I finally decide to do something I should have done a while ago.
"Charlie?"
"Yeah?" I see him turn to look at me from" the corner of my eye.
"I think Ghostface has been stalking me."
"Stop the car" his voice booming with demand.
I do. I pull over and put the car in park. I turn to him, the look on his face is hard to read.
"What makes you think that?"
I show him the texts, the video, and tell him the list of things that have gone missing from my room. Charlie insists that we should tell people when we get the house. I agree and get back on the road.
Once we're there, I feel calmer. I know these people. I feel safe with these people.
Jill and Kirby are sitting next to each other, Charlie is putting on Stab 7, despite mine and Jill's disagreement.
Charlie, Kirby, and I have a beach and forth about what took place earlier.
I've always had positive feelings about Kirby, but I never realized she was this cool. The more I talk to her, the more I understand Charlie's crush. I'm sitting in the chair closest to her. As we continue the conversation, Kirby puts her hand on my upper thigh, pinky and ring finger slightly under my skirt.
Then Trevor walks in. I don't trust him. I don't think any of us do. Trevor mentions the unlocked door.
"I'm sorry. I was the last one in," I quickly shot out. Kirby gives me a reassuring smile.
Charlie gets up and Trevor sits in his seat
After a debate about how Trevor found out we were here. Jill goes to find her phone.
"So Charlie, Robbie. How does it feel to be accessories to a crime? I mean, really, Dewey's wife?" Trevor asks, arrogantly.
"My life is over" replies Robbie.
"So which one of you sent me a text from Jill's phone?" Trevor follows up.
(Sorry straight readers, I had to add some Kirby x reader)
After some discourse about the phone, Trevor leaves, leaving Kirby, Charlie, and I alone.
I had moved over to share the couch with Kirby and Charlie sat in my previous seat. Robbie leaves from the kitchen to the balcony.
Once he was gone, Kirby pulled me closer to her, inviting Charlie to sit on the other side of me. She turns to us, putting her hand on my thigh.
"So are you two together?" She asks. We look at each other unsure how to answer.
"So Charlie, you wouldn't mind if I did this? She asks, putting a hand on my cheek and pulling me to look at her. Not kissing close, but close enough to feel her breath on my lips. She proceeds to slid her hand up my thigh, pushing my skirt up slightly, until she was under it. Then she slid a finger under the waistband of my underwear and pulled, letting it snap against my skin. I unconsciously hiss as it hits me. Kirby pushed my chin to face my head towards Charlie. He looks flustered, a pink tint dusting his face. I can see a prominent bulge in his pants.
Trevor walks in, making us all pull apart in embarrassment.
After letting him know him upstairs, Trevor makes himself comfortable in the seat closest to us. Charlie hastily gets up and leaves.
After some discourse between Kirby and Trevor, he leaves to get Jill. Leaving me and Kirby alone. Kirby sends me an apologetic look while placing a hand back on my thigh and giving a reassuring squeeze. Then she kisses me. Lightly, but needy. When she pulls away she goes back to watching the movie like nothing ever happened.
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One thing about me: I like community. I like to make people feel at home and welcome, moreso if they make me feel the same.
About two years ago, the husband and I started a guild on Mobile Legends: Adventure. Gained little traction in english, so we decided to switch over to french and go recruit in those channels.
Nowadays, we're a thriving community of 50 people with very rarely an open spot. I befriended a few of these people and generally just enjoy watching them having fun (I'm guild leader, fyi).
Yesterday, I was chatting with one of our two Swiss players who asked a lot of questions about my writing. Not gonna lie: it made me feel sooooo good that she asked. I do crave attention (don't we all?). And with my plans to get some stuff ready to self-publish, I figured I'd talk about the first story I intend to release.
I narrowed the theme down to: Vampire guy struggles with trauma and ends up encountering a creature more dangerous than himself that ends up playing with his head.
Her response was, basically: that's different, usually Vampires are shown as supreme beings, so it's cool that this one'd get manipulated.
I had to take a mental double take on that. Because: I'm so used to my world that, for me, this sort of situation is like... normal. Vampires are apex predators to be sure, but there's still more dangerous things than them lurking about, and this guy happens to meet such a being (with reason). It never struck me that this story could be interesting just because it shows Vampires in a different light. I guess I can no longer tell if something is 'cool' or 'different' because, well, my nose has been stuck in Aeyuu for so long that it sometimes even affects my perception of RL normal (for example, blue is warm, red is cold, yes my brain sometimes thinks these colours are inverted irl in terms of temperature).
All this to say that it made me happy to hear her thoughts, happy in a way that goes beyond excitement. It's a wide, calm sort of happiness, mingled with hope, mingled with premature contentment that reading my stories might make other people happy (even if the themes tend to be dark and tragic XD). This is the feeling I've been hanging onto lately, to try and get past the utter anxiety and dread of self-pubbing something and it 1. getting hated 2. getting ignored.
In that line of thought, I've finally reached out to an editor (on PillowFort) and gotten the first reactions to this story yesterday. A lot of it is pertinent. It sure as hell drove my anxiety through the roof since, y'know, there was criticism in there... but I'm also glad to finally be taking yet another step forward. And I'm liking their style, be it a bit too brutal for me in places, but then they do see things that I've either overlooked, ignored, or that need a tad better wording to make the meaning/reason clear.
Additionally: today, I find I have 7 more followers on here. Which... wait, just, wow? How? And I check my notificiations and see: oh yeah, I reached out in a nice, encouraging, honestly-me way to people. Not gonna lie: much as that is my personality, I'm also still autistic, chronically tired, and some days I don't have the spoons to socialize, let alone to like people. But when the energy allows, I enjoy just going to the quiet places and leaving a friendly message. Creating a sense of: you belong with the community, too.
This said, I do have plans to 1. write a real writeblr intro sometime, 2. make feedback asks available. With my potential/likely editor not being a pro but someone like me who is self-taught and picks up instinctively on issues, I feel like this is something I want (and am allowed!) to give out in turn.
Creating community, y'know? And the world I want to see, which is a world where people are nice to each other, help each other out, but also get to have boundaries and see them respected without a 'no' turning into an argument or anything. Utopic to be sure, but what's wrong with having ideals?
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bitchkay · 6 months
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Is-
Is Aquia getting bolder??
You know what? I want to see a scenario where Aquia meekly asks to take the reins and be on top when he and his normally dom!s/o have sex, and then once he gets comfortable, he's just fucking them into blissful oblivion
[Ask received: oct 1st]
He is getting bolder deadass
And I'm proud of him cus period✨
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Aquia is getting bolder don't get it twisted he knows what he wants and is learning how to take it😈
I love this little scenario like his s/o usually in control, usually on top, usually doms
But they been together for a while so yk hes getting more comfortable with them, also learning more about himself too cus period we love an emotionally stimulating relationship
He timidly asked if he can dom, if he can be on top, he ask if we can switch positions yk see if this work cus experimentation is always welcome
And bro just goes fucking in
He is fucking yo ass up
When he said switching positions he really meant switching positions‼‼
You loosing your mind out here too cus where did this come from, cute little Aquia fucking you like he been banging bitches for years
Bro is flipping you over, legs in the air, legs on his shoulders, got on on yo stomach, you doing a split on it, back shot, full nelson, pronebone, everything‼‼
Bro is putting you into every position he can think of
When yall done you out here catching your breath fading in and out of consciousness and he like "how'd I do😇?" 😃⁉️
Like he didn't just change your whole fucking life💀
I'd slap him at that point cus wym "how'd I do" like BRO MY EARS ARE RINGING
Imagine this♡:
Where was this pleasure all your life? You were a mess, Aquia had you standing, up against his chest, one leg over his shoulder as he fucked you at a brutal pace. In this position you felt so full, you can hear the slick sound of Aquia fucking in and out of your slippery pussy. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum! Imgonnacum!" Your words slurred together, unable to think properly after, what is this? The fifth orgasm? "You are? Come, give it to me!" Of course Aquia wasn't exempt from this mindblowing pleasure. His cheeks with were pink, his eyebrows furrowed and his teeth grit as he fucked you. It was a sexy sight seeing him so whipped but holy shit... you didn't know he had this much stamina! "Fuck! Fuck! 'm cumming!! 'm cumming!!" You arched your back, squirting all over his abdomen as he held you around your back, keeping your chest flush to his. "There. Yes, there you go." Aquia fucked you through the intensity of your climax holding you close, pulling you in to kiss your lips passionately. He licked your lips softly before flipping you around, laying you flat on your stomach on the bed andc crawling over your legs. "One more... can you gimme another like that, baby?" Wasn't even a question as he already held your ass cheeks in his hands, slowly slipping back inside your warm wet cunt. "Mmnn!!" You moaned loudly feeling him stretch you open again arching your back, pushing your ass against him to feel him deeper. "Is that a yes?" He thrusted hard, clapping your cheeks. "Yes! Yes!" Aquia fucked you hard in his position, the clap of your skin meeting echoed through the room as he impaled you on his cock. Your body bounced, the bed groaning under your weight with ever hard thrust. You were drooling at this point as Aquia slammed into your sweet spot again and again like an arrow hitting a target. Is this what you've been depriving yourself of? Is this what the touch of a man can really do to you? "Cumming!! Cumming!! Cumming!!" You sobbed in pleasure your voice coming out in squeaks as another rush came over you, you body twitching and oversensitive as you came, coating his cock in your cream. "Fuck!" Aquia lifted you up again, your body almost limp as he hugged you arround your middle. "You're so good at this... so good" he kissed the side of your neck maneuvering your body into a new position. "Still... still not done...?" You panted leaning back against his chest as he held the back of your thighs. "I can never get enough of you... no matter what the situation." In your mind you recall Aquias needy voice as he begs for more, voice cracking as he pleads for you to make him cum. Somehow it feels like a distant memory now despite how often that situation presents itself. "There is still so much more I want to try... never thought I would love seeing you ruined like this before..."
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robynlilyblack · 2 years
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I’m preparing my ucas application to send off in September and I’m so lost on which unis to choose. How did you choose? Should I apply if I got the slightest grade less for an entry requirement?
I remember how scary this was when I was 17 and applying, being lost is super normal. Here's just my experience and I hope it helps x
Okay x first I can only speak from being a Scot, so I didn't have to worry about tuition fees because my first degree is free here, so I never looked into any unis outside Scotland because it would have been expensive
Anyway x I chose based on which one had the course I wanted to do but also had a great department for it. I also appiled to more west universities (Glasgow ones) because from growing up mostly in Edinburgh and then moving to Glasgow since I was a late teen, the west is generally nicer, and more welcoming (again just my experience i'm not shaming Edinburgers here...but glasgow rules)
What I'd say is depending on where you go and if you do master etc you'll be spending anywhere from 3 to 5 years in that place. So you need to ask where would you be happiest living, do you want to be close to family, where would you live if you weren't etc. It can feel really scary at first, I was terrified, and I actually chose the wrong course, failed everything and then was allowed to switch to a subject I actually feel way more comfortable in.
Thats another thing, again I can only speak from glasgow uni but, unis are often really chill about switching degrees, cause the department's are usually wanting people, they are like yes come join us we have cookies haha (geo department at glasgow shout out, cheryl you were the biggest hype gal when I went to your office)
For entry requirements, I actually was part of a top up program since my school was one of the lowest ranked public schools (calling myself out but in 2017 it was out of 345 or something school in scotland mine was in the 320s...like hardly anyone went to uni and most dropped out at 16 but the teachers were so nice and amazing folk, I still love them so much) and my grades got bumbed up because of that
I'd suggest to apply to the school you want for your first choice, fuck the requirements cause I know people who didn't meet theres and still got in, make sure your personal letter is kick ass, even exaggerate in places cause trust me no one is ever going to ask you about it again (if you are doing anything medicine or vet related then maybe don't do the last part 😅). Now you get 5 choices so make sure you also choose a couple of schools where you meet the requirements so that you can fall back on just in case. I did that, glasgow was my first choice and i think i was just off the requirements but still got a place while stathclyde auto accepted like within a month and even offered me to go straight into second year...ironically my fall back was an edinbrugh school and just like Edinburgh it was the only one not to give me an unconditional...
One last note as someone thats utterly bombed their first attempt at uni because I listened to everyone elses opinions of what I should do when applying. Fuck what everyone else thinks, seriously, if they don't like it, or say it's silly, you'll find people on that course that will appreciate you, or job, or anything you want, uni isn't everything only reason I'm here is because I need that paper for the job I want to do.
Ps x what course you thinking because if you are looking at scottish unis i may know people or places x
Pps If anyone has other questions about uni feel free to ask cause I'll be brutally honest
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nkhrchuwuya · 2 years
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✨ Congrats on 500!!!
So I'm gonna state my main three signs as they do play a basic part, but I also elaborate more about myself outside of those. I'm a sun in Pisces, Moon in Aquarius, and Asc in Cancer. I go by she/her...
So I'm pretty much a person that is introverted, but likes to travel or go out to places near by (it can be as simple as going into the backyard to walk around or going to the grocery store with a love one). Though I do get tired and overwhelmed, I can't tell if it's because I'm Autistic or I'm just general like that, but a change if scenery help my boredom or sometimes anxiety.
I'm also a type of person that likes to learn about things and obsessed over it a little? Be it searching up everything about a anime character that I really like, fact about bees or about Neurological disorders including Autism. Although I tend to switch through different things a lot, so while I do enjoy learning about things, I have a hard time remembering once I move onto another. It still doesn't stop me from learning about it and go into an extensive rant about a character analysis I read or about the current problems around the world. This kind of obsessive learning (it can kind of be? Idk) often makes also wanna learn about people and what makes them tick, if you go on a rant about anything... I'll be very much listening and analyzing. GRANTED I CAN'T SHUT UP SO I HABIT OF NOT JUST BEING A LISTENER. So that's also means I'm honest to a fault sometimes and pour my heart out. That also means I have a hard time being tactful at the right times. I'm also sensitive to people's emotions and I'm pretty much quick to support when I hear they've been wronged or hurt. Catch me joking about committing arson because a friends ex is a piece of shit or school is being a bitch.
I'm also a daydreamer and often spend my annoying self thinking of scenarios that are brought up by the help of anime. Sometimes they do get in the away of doing basic tasks, but I do also use it to create ocs or write. I can't say I'm consistent and will always be productive with this creative side of me since I'm a perfectionist and easily affected by my mood, so while I have ideas they take time to come to life. This attitude also heavily affects my art and how much I draw, but I still wanna do it regardless and hope to become a professional one day.
I do notice I can be a people pleaser and I often don't wanna cause trouble so I end up letting people take the lead and let things go with the flow. I also do believe I'm generally very forgiving when a good explaination happens. Though that can change very quickly if you prove to me you're just an asshole no matter what and I'm gonna let you know when I can. I do have a petty/emotionally clouded side to me if I feel greatly wronged, it's very rare since I mostly just... Avoid and mind my business unless I really have too. I usually try to stay aloof and detached from the situation because I know I can very combative if I don't, which can have mixed results depending on my mood and situation. For the most part, if you genuinely don't fuck with me and others then I'll be very friendly and kind with you. I'm still roughly a calm, anxious, dorky ,and shy person when you first meet, but it can... It can change is all I can say.
Especially when I get passionate over my beliefs and interests. I'm easily excitable and crazy just as I am calm and brutally honest. Oh yeah, I get excited over the small of things and suddenly I'm jumping like a little girl when I see a pretty dress/graphic t-shirt or wonder off to look at cool art on mugs or something. I can't help but dance to a song a like in public and I will play one song I'm obsessed with on repeat until like... A love one brings another banger.
This kind of messy mix between calm and well... Pure emotion often makes very insecure of my existence as a "good" person and also rather or not I'm worthy of positive comments like "You're an intelligent woman" or "You have a good heart." I just find it hard to take it when my brain tells me of all the stupid and cruel things I said or done. It does help because... Well It's much easier to analyze and self-reflect so I change it, but I'm also stubborn and can be arrogant so it doesn't mean it'll be easy. I also place a lot specific of expectations on myself only to crush and burn later, which ends up with me being ashamed and irritable. I also place my worth on how useful I am to people and I get distressed when I can think up an answer or solution to a peoples problems. I do truly wanna help people and I'm quick to tell that they're feelings are vaild, but when it comes to myself something's are hard to stick and it doesn't help that my self-esteem can be fickle. The ying-yang part of my personality is something I greatly fear and hate because I can't truly tell who I am as a person and confidently tell someone I'm reliable enough to be worth their time. I'm a constant over thinker on top of that, so I try honest about myself and how I'm very conscious of myself while having millions of criticisms in my head. Hell typing this is giving me impostor syndrome because "this can be a lie later on". My self-awareness that change is natural helps, but god damn some my mind head loves to punch me in the gut when I don't think that first.
I think because of that turmoil, I often seek validation from others since it does ground me even though it's bittersweet. I can also say I can be affectionate towards a lover and needy, but... Sometimes I need to step away because I get overwhelmed easily. So... Sometimes my affection can be on and off. My perfectionism does send me a panic because well... I believe I'm a mess, but I do try to get my lazy butt to give what my love needs. That's also means that I don't play around and while confrontation scares me, I'll be honest about what I want and need. I'll try to compromise because I want my partner to be happy and safe, but I still wanna make sure I'm heard also because being misunderstood is something that will hurt me a lot. Granted, I'm quick to give the benefit of the doubt even when my mind is jumping to conclusions. I do get jealous, but given on how I acted in the past I try to avoid it and hopefully figure out why. SKSKS... I like poking fun, but I try not do it too much unless I get the okay from my partner. I'm also straight up about my Autism and how I know I have it yet there's a lot for me to learn and understand Offending my partner scares me. Also I shut down when people yell at me, I can overcome it, but not all the time which another reason why I avoid confrontation.
I'm also insecure about the fact I rock and forth when I get overwhelmed (be positive or negative stress) or dance random when a song is played in public. I'm on and off about my small chest and god damn my confidence in my body as well as face needs work because I both admire it and then go into a slump because it's "not womanly" enough. At the same time... I'm too lazy to care on some days. Fun times. I can be self-deprecating, but I try to keep it at bay since I don't wanna ruin shit. I am very animated with my speech and I cuss a lot when I'm talking casually. I try to keep at bay when I'm trying to be serious and explaining a point. I also imagining that I do get along with Dazai, but I can get annoyed and snappish when I think Dazai gets a little to much with his teasing. I try to be polite and nice, but idk I imagine that happening at least once if I end meeting him and actually sorta become mutual.
Thank you for the event! Hope this enough lol. Good luck with work btw.
first things first i'd like to give you an award 🎖 for being the absolutely most detailed description ever 😂 at a whopping 1.4k words i feel absolutely embarrassed that i wasn't able to use all the information in these eight headcanons but i hope this is still to your enjoyment!
chuuya enjoys the varying ebbs and flows of your interest. there's always something new to learn from you, and even if you forget eventually. to him- in your case- what's more important is that you had fun swimming through the topic instead of what you keep in your head.
at first chuuya has a hard time adjusting to your talkative and very emotional nature. which sounds weird, because he too is somehow like that, but perhaps that matching energy can get a little too much on occasion. of course in time he'll get used to it and find a balance with you, but expect struggles in the beginning.
your nonchalance to violence is something he finds so gravely amusing but also is so thankful about because, you know, port mafia and all that. of course it's a different level but the fact that you see the "humor" in all of it is a plus.
would like to help you out of your perfectionism, if a little. he understands that sometimes things just gotta be done, regardless of how well it is completed. and he'd like to instill that value in you, in the simplest things, really, like meals being cooked, or items in the home that aren't perfect.
would appreciate if you took the lead for once. he knows you're very go with the flow but he wants you to assert your own desires from time to time. it might be a little hard on your part, but think about it- you gain a little bit of confidence to your own wants and you also please chuuya somehow. it's a win-win situation, really, and besides, chuuya makes sure that whatever it is you're doing, you two will have so much fun in it.
you can't help chuuya all the time. that's just the nature of his context; he's in the port mafia and he will have problems no layman will be able to resolve. it's not that often- as your confrontational but avoidant nature tends to swerve the topic- but whenever you get into it the conflict is very high tension. it takes a lot of apologies to get you two back into shape.
compliments you all the time, even when you don't believe it. it just comes naturally to him, and he really feels like you need the extra boost on a regular basis. he'll tell you the good stuff until you believe it, really, there's no getting away with it.
lastly he's totally neutral about your autism, it doesn't bother him one bit and you don't have to worry about receiving any judgment from him about it. he'll ask a lot of concerned and curious questions because he's not sure exactly what it entails, and no google search is going to be better than learning exactly from the autistic person he cares about.
overall, i think you and chuuya will have a fun, banter-filled relationship, one that is characterized with a lot of high-tension moments that get resolved into peace and calm. so long as you can maintain and return to that balance, you two will stay strong.
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musicreveiwsbyezti · 2 months
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January Topster
I listened to a lot of metal this month...like 10/14 of the new stuff I listened this month was metal. Anyways unnecessary ranking instead of giving you an actual reason to listen to them
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Last place: Nailbomb-Point Blank (industrial/trash metal) It's not bad... it's just boring for me for some reason. I probably should revisit one day.
13th: bliss3three-C3L3STIAL (vaporwave) Vaporware is not really my thing, but I had this album on my must listen list for a while so I forced myself to go through with it. It's... OK. It has a good vibe but besides that I don't really think I will come back to it for a while (Carousel and Rebirth slaps tho).
12th: Hanabie-characters that I can't read but it's their second album(kawaiicore/metalcore) It's fun. Just silly songs for silly goose who love metalcore.
11th: Acasia-Acasia (dungeon/wintersynth) Now this is a really well put together dungeon synth album and atmosphere got nailed so well. I am looking forward to their next projects.
10th: Kylesa-Static Tensions (sludge/stoner metal) Once again a well put together album. However like its high high get complimented with really boring lows. The different vocals are interesting choice, though some switch arounds or different takes would have been interesting to hear.
9th: Agalloch-The Mantle (black/folk metal) I maybe be too judgmental on this because I set up a way too high expectations (I was stupid enough to expect an Ulver type approach to black/folk metal) Still it delivers very well. The acoustic parts FUCK
8th: Alice in Chains-Dirt (grunge) Before I get crucified by Alice in Chains fans for preferring the other 2 grunge bands (I know they're allergic to even their names), I still think AiC is a great band and Dirt proves that... but oh my god the vocals feel weird at the most random points at the album. I almost stopped at listening at Sickman because it is the first song in a good while that I genuinely can't listen through due to sounding this bad. I am glad I haven't stopped because the rest of the album is at least good. On the other hand, just like with the 10th place, the high highs are complimented with lows that are... questionable to say the least (Still strong 8 out of 10, hell on a good day it's a 9 for me).
7th place: Pig Destroyer-Terrifyer (grindcore) A good grindcore album is like a good doughnut. They remind me that cops are class traitors. Anyways, great album.
6th place: Cryptotopsy-None So Vile (brutal death metal) My only problem with brutal death is the vocals usually don't deliver well, but oh boy they be delivering great here. By that I mean that I can't understand a thing and it makes the vocals feel like a brand new instrument.
5th: Bolt Thrower-Warmaster (death metal) Oh my GOD... this album FUCKS SO HARD. More Bolt Thrower dickriding in 3th placement, I still have a list to write.
4th: Parannoul-To See the Next Part of the Dream (shoegaze) Short background, I have a friend who is a big time Kpop fan so I decided to check out something Korean. I am happy with my decision. Analog Sentimentalism alone would put this album on top 10 for me. The drumming on the album is next level, I love when the drums don't get thrown into the background but get embraced.
3th: Bolt Thrower-Those Once Loyal (death metal) Fun Fact: BT officially stopped making music after finishing this album, because they realised that they can't peak this album. They are right. This album has become the definition of death metal for me. Also studying World War 1 for my History exam while listening to songs from this album on repeat might have helped me... I swear that I'm not an edgy asshole.
2th: Type o Negative-Bloody Kisses (goth/doom metal) Peter Steele has a great voice, plays the bass like a king and is sexy as fuck. Even the satirical songs on this album go insanely hard, which most bands can't even make it clear that they're satirical. Black No. 1 makes me feel things that I can't just write down... I hope it's not just me getting horny for a guy with a majestic voice... I swear that I'm straight
1th: Judas Priest-Painkiller (Speed/Heavy metal) This album is the most metal thing in the entire universe. The title track could make me run a marathon after waking me up from a coma. Listening to it probably increased my testosterone levels. Also the album cover goes a 180 on being cringe to becoming cool. If you tell me that the band sat down discussing what is "metal" and they just threw out the most edgy ideas they had and somehow found a guy who could visualise it, and that's how this cover came to be. I would believe you without giving it a second thought.
That's all I found during this January. I am grateful for finally deciding to check these out. I hope at least someone read through it because I should have been studying for school :3
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bylightofdawn · 1 year
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WIP Sunday
I'm sorry to say that today hasn't been a very fruitful writing day. But I did get a scene with Tyvokka and Jaster written down. Pretty much, the only context needed is Tyvokka comes to Jaster to warn him about a Force vision he's seen with the warning that you shouldn't take it as a forgone conclusion and there's always a choice or a path that will bring that particular future about. So you know, your basic Jedi nonsense which Mando soooooo love to hear. I quickly debated Tyvokka giving Jaster the ol' shovel talk but truthfully? I kinda hate them. It usually comes across kinda possessive of the person you're trying to warn the party off of them. Not to mention taking way their agency and right to make their own choices. It’s got this icky connotation that the one giving the shove talk doesn’t trust the person to be an adult etc. Maybe they don’t want you to fight their own battles for them and wow welcome to my anti-shovel talk Ted Talk.
I DID think about doing a reverse shovel talk and having Jaster go in expecting the 'Don't you hurt my son' talk. And thought instead. "Be careful that my son does not hurt you. He's a Jedi and he will always choose his duties over you' sorta speech. Cause I love my expectation subversion. Not too sold on this but we'll see. As always, super rough draft, no editing blah blah blah. I might end up switching up the quotation marks on Tyvokka's speech to the same « » thingies they use in the comics. Though I feel like that is just them translating Shyriiwook. We'll see. I'm not completely in love with this scene and may end up re-doing it. Tyvokka seems remarkable chill over Plo kinda skating the edge of acceptable Jedi behavior in having a regular romantic partner.
I might have him give him a come to Jesus speech, I don't know. Again ugh I hate it and it's kinda troperiffic too. But I figure from the Jedi side of things the person who would totally be able to read through Jaster and Plo's super bad attempts at hiding their relationship would be Tyvokka. So we'll see, I suppose? Also wow El how many times can you say we'll see I suppose in the span of two paragraphs? A shit ton, I suppose.
“You are talking like this is some holonovel where good defeats evil and everyone lives happily ever after. But real life isn’t like that, Mandalorian. It isn’t that neat or tidy.” Tyvokka didn’t mince words and while it was strange hearing the crisp Core-worlds Coruscanti accent try to convey the same level of gruff harshness that he could hear in the Wookie’s actual tone of voice. 
But honestly, Jaster could appreciate that brutal honesty. 
“Alright, fine, I will try not to let my hatred for Tor make me stupid.” 
“Good. There is one other thing, this was much more....nebulous. I think there may be a traitor in your camp. Or at least one who has ill intentions. I could not see that detail very clearly, but some kind of betrayal is what will set you on the path toward the destruction that I foresaw.”
“That’s not saying a lot, I’m sorry to say. Half of them barely want to be here and are probably secretly hoping this whole affair crashes and burns.” Jaster felt awful that when he said that, his mind immediately went to Montross and the sort of cold war the two’s once strong partnership had devolved into. 
“That division in your ranks might explain what I was sensing, but I suspect there is more to it. I will meditate on this.” 
“I won’t lie, it all sounds a little far-fetched to me but I have spent enough time around Plo Koon to know that the Force <I>osik</I> you Jedi get up to is real enough. And I am man enough to admit that I don’t know or am capable of understanding the many and varied workings of the universe around me.”
Tyvokka eyed the Mandalorian curiously and with piercing golden eyes. He’d heard enough false modesty to recognize when someone was putting on a facade and Jaster Mereel was not. It didn’t exactly fit with the image he had of what a Mandalorian would be. 
At first, when he’d heard of the strange friendship between Plo and this Mandalorian, it had sounded like one of the most bizarre things he’d heard in his many centuries of living. 
He’d long suspected there might be more to that friendship and while as a Jedi, he did not wish to see Plo Koon come to a point where he might have to choose between his duties as a Jedi and his curious choice of lovers. 
The part of him that had nurtured and cared for the boy like he was his own wanted to see him happy. And this man seemed to make him happy so really, what more could he ask for? 
“You’re looking at me like you’re considering which kind of wine my liver would best pair with again.” The human joked and Tyvokka snorted inelegantly. 
“I was never fond of liver anyway. Now kidneys on the other hand. And humans have two, right? Even better.” 
He half expected the man to wince or cringe back, but the Mandalorian was made of sterner stuff and just laughed sharply. 
“Hands off my kidneys and my liver. I’m using them.”
“You’re the one who keeps mentioning me eating them. How was I to know you were not making me some strange Mandalorian offering?”
“I know we have a reputation for being rough and uncivilized but even we don’t participate in cannibalism.” Jaster snorted and climbed to his feet carefully. “I appreciate the heads up though. Seriously. Stars know when it comes to Tor Vizsla, I tend to get tunnel vision.”
“You must learn to let that anger and hate go, Mandalorian. That is the path to the Dark side. You may not be a Jedi but it can still taint your heart and poison your mind.”
“Easier said than done, I am afraid.”
“Anything worth doing is never easy. Even we Jedi struggle with our own inner demons and temptations from the Dark side. Anger and hatred are uncomplicated emotions, but ultimately, they are hollow and leave you feeling unsatisfying. That is what makes them so dangerous.” 
The dark-haired human had a strange look on his face, one that Tyvokka couldn’t quite parse out despite his centuries of dealing with his kind. 
“Some interesting food for thought.” 
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kapanbenernya · 1 year
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God of War -- BOY
Well here it is lads, another one of those elusive PS4 exclusives. This one however, is one I've been kinda looking forward to, unlike HZD. It's because I used to own a PS2, and I also owned God of War 1 and 2, and holy balls if they weren't some good games. I happened to miss God of War 3 because I didn't get to play it in the short moment that I owned a PS3, but I've seen all the important bits on the net, so I think I'm ready for GoW 4. But it seems that I needn't have done that because GoW 4 is not THAT connected to the past events of the series, and all the important tidbits are explained in-game.
Now let me warn you from the start that I'm afraid God of War isn't going to get a fair assessment from me because I happen to be playing it together with Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice. And for the time being, Sekiro has got the advantage because I'm a sucker for FromSoftware Games and I can play it on my PC without having to turn on my PS4 which is hooked to my brother's monitor because my monitor doesn't support HDMI (yeah, it's rather old). So let's see if Kratos can duke it out with one hand tied to his loincloth
First, let me tell you bout the story
The story follows Kratos, currently living a peaceful and secluded life in the woods of some Nordic woods after he's ran out of gods to kill in Greece. We soon learned that he has now retired from the all the God killing business and has settled down with his family. But since happy happy family timey doesn't make a God of War game, of course shit's gonna get fucky real quick. I mean the game opens with Kratos getting interrupted by a drunkard after doing a funeral for his wife. If that doesn't spell out an incoming rage-induced adventure right out the front door, I don't know what will. So since Kratos' wife had a last will which is to scatter her ashes somewhere that entails hiking a mountain, you can kinda guess where the direction of the game goes: it's bring your son to an impromptu deicide session! This time, the norse pantheon of Gods!
Okay, now that the story's out of the way, I guess I have to talk about the gameplay
This is it, isn't it? The part where basically everyone on the internet angrily slammed their keyboard like it owes them money. Usually their point goes like "Where is the OLD combat? Why is the camera so close? OOH look at those red arrows on the back! The old Kratos doesn't need those!". And well, I agree to some part. I mean the old GoW games did put a lot of emphasis to the fast and brutal combat where kratos can swing, slam, and rip his enemies while flipping around the battlefield in search for unfortunate enemies to turn them into red orbs. So you can see why switching to a 3rd person camera juuuust behind Kratos can be a bit jarring. The wide angle of the old GoW means you are aware of all enemies on the screen and what they are doing, and that you are basically free to buzz about where you want. Being on 3rd person cam means that you can only see a portion of them and that your movement is a bit more limited. This makes the combat feels a lot more restricted compared to the old free flow combat, and basically what made people go "this is NOT God of War".
But let's try to distance ourselves from the old god of war and give GOW4 a leg to stand on its own. Is the combat still good? Yes, but it does takes some getting used to. I have to admit: even after playing it from start to finish I still haven't fully grasped the combat. I still couldn't beat some of the Valkyries even on normal difficulty, where previously I could beat normal bosses just fine in the old GoW combat. Is this a sign that the combat isn’t as good? Of course not, this just means that I’m a scrub and have no business playing a video game.
So if the combat is not as good, why do we keep up with it?
Well turns out GoW does have a secret weapon: a dynamic story. You can feel progress and see things change, unlike Sekiro, in which the only thing that changes is my frustration and willpower to play the game. You see how Kratos treats Atreus differently at at the start of the game where he's basically one quip away from strangling the little fuck himself compared to the later portion of the game where he more or less sees him as an actual companion instead of a talking overgrown sperm. This isn't something that you get in a lot of games, especially not the old God of War games. If Kratos had a child in the old God of War (one that isn't already dead, mind you) the only interaction we will get it a QTE where you just yeet that bitch gone and fuck another round of prostitutes.
Now that the technical shit's out of the way, I'm going to put some REAL personal gripes
God of War, you've changed. This time it's not about the gameplay or the story, it's the whole theming and tone of the game. Gone is the brutal Kratos that solves every problem by turning it into a bloody mess. For example, Remember how in the Alfheim level where we gotta solve some riddle to advance the setpiece? Well in God of War 2 the riddle was bash man's head into pillar and let the blood flow. So what the fuck happened? God of War has always been about the fantasy Greek architectures, the mythical beasts and the Greek gods, and how you're gonna kill those mythical creatures in those majestic places. It's about Kratos angrily going on about his revenge to the whole pantheon of gods and everyone who happens to breathe around him. So tell me, how did THAT turned into bring-your-son-to-work day? How did it turn into a Naughty Dog game where your character fumbles through sights of nature while the plot just meanders around to breed more sub-plots? I mean imagine if they made a new Devil May Cry where Dante's grown old.
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Oh wait...
Okay how about… Imagine if Dante's now stuck to a wheelchair running a retirement home named "Devil May Shit in Pants" telling people about devil triggers and the pulling thereof?
Well okay, maybe you say "God of War has changed, deal with it", and maybe you're right. Maybe the change in story and theme is to reflect the state of who Kratos is now. No longer is he the angry god killer that reacts to everything with unbridled rage. He's now a family man, a grieving widower, and a not-so exemplary father figure. He's old and more vulnerable, and it shows when he fights: he's visibly exhausted and panting after certain fights, he no longer pulls off the crazy rip and tear motions, and he now submits to dodge rolling away like every other pleb. Or maybe it's because games with violence, gore, and gratuitous moneyshot kill-cam has lost it's value and simply became the norm. Just another thing mass media plops out day in day out. And so, the dev chooses to explore the other side of being mature that's never before expressed in video games. About responsibility and what it means to be a dad on a field trip with your child to kill every motherfucker on the planet.
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Wait, isn't that basically The Last of Us? Well never mind, then!
In Brief
For you old fans of the GoW series, chances are you wanna know if GoW 4 carries the heritage of the old series or--like Kratos himself-- buried it in shame and never speak of it again. Well, we've already established that the combat isn't the same as the old one, so the only leg it's got is the story section. Whether or not you enjoy GoW 4 will depend on how invested you are in the father and son story it tells. I personally disliked it at first but gently warmed up to it and ended up more excited to finish GoW than Sekiro. Although to be fair, it's only because finishing GoW does not feel like I'm breaking a wall with only my limp dick.
27/12/2022
Trivia: This review was started all the way back in 2018. And for comparison, the sequel to GoW4 (GoW Ragnarok) has already been released months prior to this review. I am a failure and I will one day stand in front of God and be responsible for all of His time I have wasted
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oh-holy-slut · 3 years
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Bloodlust
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Pairing: Damon Salvatore x fem!reader
Warnings: smut, explicit language, blood sharing, mentions of death, oral sex
Word Count: 2,6k
Summary: Stefan forced Damon to try his animal diet. Damon hated it, but didn't had a choice... until Reader makes a suggestion. Suddenly things get steamy.
Being with Damon was complicated. Him and Y/N have seen each other a lot in the past weeks. The two of them had a lot of fun; saw a lot of movies. Actually, Y/N was sure Damon secretly hated many of those. However, anytime Y/N suggested another dramatic, romantic cliché movie like "Last Song" - the vampire groaned, put his arm around her shoulder, let her head rest on his chest and endured every single second of the movie of her choice.
Damon even flirted and teased Y/N here and there, but didn't lead to anything more intimate so far.
Today was another of those days. Y/N stuck around at the Salvatore boarding house, brought a few of Damon's favorite groceries and a bunch of movies, of which she thought that they will suit his taste. Even if they were a little to bloody and brutal in her opinion.
"Pick one!", she demanded, holding all three Blu-ray sleeves in front of him. Damon just shrugged, not bothering to even look.
"Don't be a killjoy, Damon Salvatore!" Y/N sighed.
"Tell me what's wrong or pick a movie. You've got no choice. And besides that... Which number of drink is this?" Y/N frowned, pointing at the liquor in her friends hand. Damon usually consumed his beloved bourbon with pleasure.
But the man on the couch didn't seem pleasured at all. His facial features totally hardened and a look in his eyes like he was ready to rip someone's heart out.
You put the disc's back in your handbag, closing the zipper and put the bag on the floor.
"Fine. No movie night today. Who are we going to kill?"
A small smirk appeared on Damon's lips, finally looking towards Y/N.
"Stefan and his hero hair. He made me go vegetarian... well, for a vampire... and I can't get myself to eat one of those chipmunks, bunnies or bambis." He shook himself with disgust.
"And why did he count you in? You clearly aren't excited about the changing... So, why did you agree?"
"He said, he would kill me, which is kinda funny. But-" Damon made a wide gesture "he stole my daylight ring. And he wouldn't give it back until I stop feeding on innocent people - and kill them."
"So, you truly let your younger brother blackmail you like that?! Wow... I don't know how to feel about your dieting or your new path. Or whatever this is supposed to be."
"You don't like me killing people either", Damon maintained, while taking another sip of bourbon.
"Well, I don't", Y/N agreed, took a step forward, stole the glass from the vampires hand and put it on a small table nearby. "But I don't believe in forcing as a method to get people to change their minds. I believe that change for the better must be an intrinsic motivation," she added quickly, giving the vampire an innocent smile.
Damon's lineaments suddenly turned from annoyed to curious. "Any suggestions, little one?" The vampire raised an eyebrow and a little smirk showed up on his lips. On the one hand, Y/N blushed over the nickname, Damon called her.  On the other hand she felt skittish looking forward to making a deal with him. Not only a deal. It's far more than a simple agreement.
It's Y/N, actually giving Damon a part of her. The red elixir of life. She was about to give him total control of her body and she not even for a heartbeat doubt that Damon will use it against her.
"Actually... Yeah. There's something on my mind." Y/N said chewing on your lip. "I could open up a vein for you. I mean, you could feed on me. And since you have my permission, there's nothing for anybody to have objection about."
Damon frowned and gave her an incredulous look. "You would do that for me?" The vampire couldn't believe, he understood correctly. Why would Y/N want to get involved with him feeding on her? What's in it for her? Damon tried hard to connect the dots, but he wasn't able to. It all seemed to make no sense. Y/N wouldn't have an advantage of that. The vampire hesitated, pinning his dangerously blue eyes on the girl in front of him.
"Is it so suspicious of me, that I'm trying to help my closest friend?" It pierced Y/N's heart, realizing, Damon's trust in her was rather fragile. "Never mind", she waved the pain away and forced herself to keep her composure. "I only had a hasty idea; you really don't need to fee-"
Suddenly Damon appeared behind Y/N, using his vampirism. "Shhhh", he whispered softly. "I never said, that I don't want your blood. I'm thinking about if we are going to cross a line? Blood sharing can be very personal..."
"It can be? It is personal already. Believe it or not - I'm not gonna offer my veins to all the vampires of Mystic Falls." Y/N rolled her eyes, her arms folded on her chest to point out the indignation she felt right now.
"Kinda sensitive today, huh?" Damon gently stroke a strand of hair behind her ear, Y/N could hear this smug smirk through his words. It was a true 'Damon thing' to do. "I didn't mean it like that, princess." He sighed; unsure if he should agree or not. Damon didn't want to act selfish towards Y/N. He compelled a lot of girls for the purpose of drinking blood in the past. He literally used them as long as they weren't too annoying - and then he acted like they have never met. Damon Salvatore couldn't imagine this scenario with Y/N. They've been so close, the vampire couldn't stand loosing her. The offer was risky, but it also could bring each other even closer.
Damon tried hard to avoid any serious attraction between Y/N and him, afraid of messing up. Indeed, he found himself thinking, and even dreaming, about Y/N more than he wanted to admit. She was smart and had this special sense of humor, the vampire adored so much. She was the only one, who could make him feel good no matter what. Needless to say she had that glimmer in her eyes, when she did something she truly loved. In these moments she was even more pretty. Y/N was hard to resist.
And maybe now he could have her like nobody else. At least the vampire gave in. He wanted her blood. He wanted her.
Y/N flinched by the feeling of Damon brushing her neck with his lips.  "Oh, Damon", she gasped. "Bite me." Y/N almost begged for the vampire's teeth breaking through her skin. Damon loved the sound of her husky voice. In less than a heartbeat he turned into his vampire shape. "If you insist", he grinned devilishly, ready to place his teeth on to her skin.
Suddenly Y/N made a slight move forward with the intention to interrupt her friend. "Did you change your mind?" Damon was close to switching back to human, overwhelmed by a mix of emotions. Mostly a lack of understanding, but also a little of disappointment and even anger. Was Y/N playing games on him? While Damon Salvatore was sorting feelings, Y/N turned around, standing now in front of him.
She was so close, not even a piece of paper would fit between them.
Y/N slightly exhaled breath, her eyes darting between the vampires eyes and lips. It was the first time Y/N saw him like this. The icy blue of his eyes, she loved so much, has turned darker. Purple veins appeared under his eyes; Y/N couldn't help herself. Damon's appearance fully intoxicated every fibre of her being. Her fingertips found their way gently brushing over his dark purple veins. She felt heat and softness, while tracing one of them.  It took her a few seconds to get out of trance, realizing what she had done. "Sorry", she murmured with a voice barely audible. "Don't apologize, little one." Damon tilted his head, his lips curled up in a self-assured grin, exposing a perfectly white vampire fang. "I never saw you like this before, you loo-"
"... look like a monster?"
Y/N shook her head. It was nothing like that. Yes, he did look unfamiliar. And she should be scared under normal conditions. Instead, his look hit her in an unexpected way. He looked hotter as a vampire, if it was even possible. 
Y/N cleared her throat, looking up at Damon. "I feel... attracted to you."
"So nothing's changed", Damon teased, raising his eyebrows. The girl in front of him softly slapped him on his shoulder; which was only possible because the vampire permitted. "You are always so full of yourself." She smirked, feeling more confident being to something, they have had been so many times before. Granted, he was terrifying accurate, but she wouldn't serve her feelings on a silver platter.
"I'm still into it. You can bite me; feed on me. I only needed to see you before..." 
A shockwave of electricity flowed through her body the second Damon took her hand and pulled her close.
"I'll be careful", he promised, nuzzling his head into the nap of her neck. Damon once again placed his lips on her soft skin. 
Suddenly a harsh pain made Y/N feel like in a kind of haze. She flinched and let out a groan at the same time, unintentionally biting her lower lip. 
During Damon embedded his fang deeper and deeper, she started feeling dizzy. Her hands searched for the vampires upper body, finally wrapped around his neck. She needed him to lean on. A narrow trickle of blood flowed down her neck. Let Damon feed on her felt like flames licking up every fiber of her body. 
With every passing second Y/N could feel her control slip away. Her body was now firmly pressed against Damon's, like she would want to merge them into one.
Damon noticed her staggering, wrapped his arms around her waist, supporting her.
Bloodlust already messed up the vampires mind, so he continued feeding on Y/N.
A tempting moan escaped her lips, but she didn't care to cover up. Y/N's heart was racing, her eyes flattering. It was almost as if he was about to push her over the edge, but in a different way. "Mmm, this...this… feels soo weird... and so good...", she whispered under a shallow breath.
As soon as Damon heard her fading voice, he abruptly
quitted drinking from her.
"Fuck!" He rapidly laid her on his lap and checked Y/N's vital signs, to make sure she was okay. Instinctively he bit his wrist, pressed it against Y/N's mouth. He knew his blood would heal her, but it wasn't going fast enough. A few seconds passed through, to him they felt like centuries. Y/N finally blinked and Damon was relieved. He cupped her cheeks, his gaze never leaving hers. "I thought, I'd gone-" Damon cleaned his throat. "I'm so glad, you are doing well", he whispered, while trailing her lips with his fingertips. "So, fuckin' glad..." The vampire exhaled a deep breath. 
"It... You made me feel good. Strange, but good", Y/N appeased and flushed over the memory. "Maybe you got a little carried away, but I don't mind. I wouldn't trade the feeling for anything."
Y/N quickly interrupted herself, before she could reveal too much.
However, Damon used his vampire skills, noticing that Y/N was hiding something from him. "Isn't there anything else you want me to know?", Damon asked without taking his eyes off her. Y/N shifted and flushed even more. "It's unfair. You use your vampirism to get everything out of me."
"Well, if that were the case, I could easily compel you." Damon shrugged and found back to his smugly self. "Tell me, what you are hiding". He said in a seductive voice.
"I wanted to get lost in you."
Her confession sent shivers all over the vampires body. At first he could not decide, how to handle this. "Are you sure that's what you want? I could really hurt you..." Y/N hummed.
In the next split second, Damon pinned Y/N against a wall, smashing his lips on hers, kissing her with all the passion he had to give. The vampire devoured Y/N with a new kind of hunger. He didn't know he could crave someone so much.
"Fuck me, Damon..."
The vampire felt him getting hard, only by hearing those little three words out of her mouth.
"Say it louder. Tell me, what you want me to do."
Y/N pulled him closer, gently biting his earlobe.
"Fuck... me, Damon." It took her a second to focus and forming the words again. After she was near to climax earlier, it wasn't a long way getting to the edge once more. "Make me cum... You almost had me there..."
A deep moan got over the vampires lips, once he understood, what Y/N was trying to tell him.
With the next blink Y/N found herself in Damon's bedroom, lying on his bed.
From now on there weren't many words needed. Damon's hand's found their way under her shirt, cupping her breasts and make her moan over and over again.
He closely listened to the rhythm of her heart, making sure he would be able to delay her climax to the point he needed her to.
"Don't cum yet... I want to taste your little pussy first."
Y/N grabbed the vampires head, running her fingers through his dark hair - pushing him down, since she was unable to form a single word.
As Damon got down, he didn't take his eyes off Y/N.
He used a hand pushing up her skirt and lightly stroking over her panties with his fingertips.
"My girl is so wet", he praised in a low husky voice."-and I barely touched you."
His dirty words in combination with his touch lead to another moan, almost turned into a scream.
Damon pushed the fabric aside, leaving sloppy kisses on the inside of her thighs.
Y/N's eyes fluttered, when his soft lips reached her middle.
Damon's tongue licking around her entrance was driving her nuts.
"...so delicious..." were the only words she was able to catch up. Damon knew, he couldn't thrill her forever, so he got back to her. He spit on his palms, stroking his hand over his crotch. In under a second Y/N finally felt this releasing pressure of his cock. It was like a switch went off in her brain and she braced herself for the hard thrusts that would follow.
Damon dimmed the whining noises Y/N made with a passionate, hungry kiss.
He cheated with his vampirism to give it to her deeper and faster, knocking out all the air of her lungs while Y/N screamed out Damon's name. Her walls clenched around him and made him twitch. It was like her pussy massaged his dick the best way possible.
Every time he hit her harder and rougher he was making sure he hit her spot with every thrust.
Damon gathered speed one last time and pushed her over the edge until she was a moaning whimpering mess.
With her last contraction around his shaft, Damon was cumming inside her.
"You are so tight, little one", he whispered under his breath. "We should make arrangements more often."
Please like or/and reblog if you enjoyed reading or/and want me to write more stories about Damon.
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wigglygiggler · 2 years
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Mirabel Luisa and Isabela tickle headcanons?
Hi, I'm terribly sorry you have had to wait this long but here you go! I hope you like it!
MIRABEL
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Ah, she be such a cutie! I want to squish her cheeks!
As a ler:
Mirabel totally is a switch. Heck, we even see a bit of that ler side of her right before Antonio's gift ceremony 😄 It's her way of being playful with her loved ones. She probably was quite a ler especially in her childhood but also wasn't totally aware of approriativeness - it wasn't any sort of malicious on her part, she just was a kid who hadn't realised yet not everyone enjoys being tickled, especially when surprised (Julieta gave her a gentle talk about the subject, so nowadays she knows better.) It might have made her more timid about her ler side, possibly even combined with Abuela's strict influence "Stop acting like a child if you want to be treated like a grown-up, Mirabel". Happily, after the film's events she started rediscovering more space to be her own playful ler self.
Mirabel's main tickle technique is spidering along the lee's upoer body quickly, looking for the sweet spots. She laughs almost just as much as the lee, and tickle fights with her tend to escalate full-on wrestling matches, although very fun ones.
As a lee:
Yes, I said she's a switch. Mirabel is at least decently ticklish at the very least in her underarms, hips and sides. She also has ticklish ankles, so grabbing one might tickle her even more than actually tickling her feet 😆 She has very pleasant-sounding laughter, usually starting with a squeal before transforming into gentle giggles. Mirabel may not squirm all that much but her spontaneous instinct is try to swat the ler's hands away. She likes the sensation of being tickled unless it comes as a surprise attack (Camilo, I'm looking at you). Her main lers are Julieta (who can't help showering her daughters with gentle affectionate tickles) and Camilo (who just likes being a little shit to everyone X,D).
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As a ler:
I get the impression that Luisa might want to partake in tickle fights more often but is afraid of hurting the lee accidentally. Well, that and she fears retaliation 😉 However, when she does tickle someone she usually is quite a... I don't know if 'rough' would be the right word, but she squeezes and scritches the lee's sides and belly with quite a strong touch, you get what I'm after? Mirabel is probably the lee she's most comfortable with, as their sisterly bond seems pretty strong even at the beginning of the film AND she knows for a fact Mirabel enjoys it.
As a lee:
Luisa is definitely very ticklish to the point she might even be secretly a bit nervous everytime she lifts something high up on her arms - you know, the position where underarms are veeery vulnerable... Not that anyone has ever tickled her in that situation because most people have common sense and don't want any serious accidents caused by dropping a house on people.
Secretly Luisa is a very willful lee, though! Despite looking like a tough superwoman, at the end of the day she's very feminine and has a clear need to be treated caringly, touched gently, seen as a young girl (or as my gf puts it, "Every grown-up has sometimes a need to be little") : she'd love to just melt on the ler's hands and giggle cutely. She loves tender back tickles and as they relax her, they also make her shiver and giggle, and she just loves that feeling.
ISABELA
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Honestly, I didn't expect to like Isabela nearly as much as I ended up doing. Her character arc from a forced rigid perfection to just being her own goofy and botany-nerdy self resonates a lot in me.
As a ler:
Isabela has a surprising ler side! I wouldn't be surprised if she ran a tk blog of her own. Her "ler subtype" is the Playfully Merculess Ler: she makes sure she only starts tickle fights with people who are fully willing to it, but when she does start them... Well, if you're her opponent I feel sorry for you. 😂 She is a BRUTAL ler, scanning in an uncanny speed your worst spots and then digging tickly sharp nails right into them. She is also big on verbal taunting.
The surest way to provoke her into tickling you is to take something from her and be extremely obnoxious about "Not giving it back, nyah nyah nyah~" In other words, Mirabel and Camilo get to be her most common targets.
As a lee:
Isabela is ticklish pretty much in all common spots but dislikes the sensation, so she's quite strictly only a ler. If you so much as squeeze her side she screams and will frown at you the rest of the day or until you apologize her, whichever happens first; depending on the situation she might even hold a grudge for several days. Yeah, her vocal reactions are more shrieks, yelps etc. than actual laughter, and even if you managed to make her crack up her ticklish laughter would be very screechy.
Despite knowing she doesn't like it, Camilo doesn't hold back targeting her whenever he has a chance; I guess that adds to why they seem to be a bit at odds with each other. 😅 Mirabel also tickled her in their childhood but eventually stopped when it started to turn their relationship even more sour than it may have been already. After making up Mirabel has respected her sister's personal space.
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kino-alternative · 3 years
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“ This will be a long one! Also, trying angst, so uhh . . Don't be surprised if it's bad! ” ( Inspired by: The Story Of Evil )
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“ The Servant ”
Keywords: Y/N- Your Name, T/N- Twin's Name ( Your twin is a girl )
Notes:
This is a Nagito Komaeda X Reader.
This will obvious have SPOILERS for the game. Specifically, the whole Danganronpa: Goodbye Despair game.
Reader's Gender-Neutral. Also suggest listening to “ Daughter of Evil ” “ Servant of Evil ” and “ No Regrets ”.
0: 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 -
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Y/N L/N was a part of the Future Foundation, 14th division. While their twin sister, T/N who was the Ultimate Queen ( Originally Princess but a certain blonde already took the title ), was a Remnant of Despair along with the rest of their class.
It pained the twin to see their other being controlled by the strawberry blonde fashionista. Especially since they had to capture her themselves.
After running the program, Y/N decided to enter as a secret agent of the Future Foundation to help the two others when needed. It hurts knowing the truth but they were glad to see everyone before the tragedy struck.
Their dear twin sister was indeed a troublemaker and others even say she's ‘ evil ’ due to her cruel and awful personality, but of course as - not only her twin - her loyal servant ever since they were reunited, Y/N stood by the girl's side.
There was also another that they treasure, Nagito Komaeda,The Ultimate Lucky Student. Yes, even knowing how he is, he managed to make them fall for him. It was interesting really, since T/N isn't really fond of him ( Most of them don't ). But their was something about him that made them feel . . . Loved. Not platonically.
Y/N and their friends, their fellow survivors of the first killing game, had thought everything would go smoothly.
Sadly, that was not the case. That's the reason why I said ‘ first ’ after all. Y/N had failed to protect the Ex-Remnants of Despair from Monokuma's sick game. They could only think of him being the reason the virus entered in the first place.
Three trials. Three blackeneds. Four victims. It was awful. They hated the fact they had to go through another killing game. Now here they are, starving in two fruit-based buildings. Unfortunately, that was not the only motive the despair loving bear had planned.
1: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫.
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“ Upuhuhuhu! That's right! T/N is an agent working for me! ” Monokuma announced to the eleven remaining students. Everyone's eyes widen as they all looked at the said girl with shock and anger.
She took a step back, almost stepping on the skirt of her dress as she clicked her tongue and gritted her teeth. “ Seriously!? You peasants believe him!? ” She asked with a glare.
“ How can we not? You're basically . . Evil! ” Kazuichi exclaimed, hiding behind Mechamaru to avoid the girl's glare. Everyone agreed with what he said. T/N was definitely cruel and awful, how did she managed to get her Ultimate anyway?
“ Silence! You shall not call them ‘ peasants ’! ” Sonia ordered with a stern look on her pretty face. The young queen scoffed, crossed her arms and looked away “ Isn't that what we call others below us, your highness? ”
“ I mean, as despairing as it sounds . . Monokuma hasn't lied to us ” Nagito pointed out, to which T/N replied - “ Hush, you hope obsessed freak! ”
But it seems like everyone seemed to believe it's true.
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“ You asked for me, your majesty? ” Y/N entered the deluxe room of Grape House. There, at the desk, was their twin who's eyes were shining with anger. “ That damned bear . . Those peasants . . ” She began to curse under her breath as she stabbed a certain area on the map.
“ I will make him pay for ratting me out ”
The elder twin sighed and walked up to her, placing a blanket they grabbed from the bed over her shoulders. “ It is getting late, you should rest. Some sleep should give you energy for now ”
T/N whined but listened nonetheless. As soon as the girl plopped onto bed, she was out like a candle light. Y/N smiled softly and kissed her forehead, bidding her goodnight before leaving the room.
“ That devil shall not live to see the light of day . Not after she poisoned us with her thorns ”
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“ A body has been discovered! ”
“ A body has been discovered! ”
Two. Two victims. One was a destroyed robot and the other was a stabbed with gunshots H/C girl. That's right. The victims were Mechamaru Nidai and T/N L/N.
2.1: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞.
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Nagito knew something was off.
The moment he saw his hope, Y/N, he knew that they were hiding something. And that something was indeed shocking. “ Ah, I apologise for not introducing myself earlier . . I'm Y/N L/N, the Ultimate Servant ”
That was a lie.
After completing the final dead room, he got his prize. It was files about them. Not only did he found out that Hajime was talentless and was a reserve course student, but his dear hope, his true love of his life, Y/N was not only talentless, but an agent of the Future Foundation.
He was upset but understood Y/N's reason. But for some reason . . He can't help but feel like he missed something.
2.2: 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭.
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After the trial . .
“ That's right! The blackened who killed T/N L/N and destroyed Mechamaru Nidai isss . . . Gundham Tanaka, the Ultimate Breeder! AHAHAHA! ” Monokuma cackled as everyone looked at the breeder, who seemed to be prepared for the up-coming punishment.
Despair was painted on everyone's faces, a few tried to hide it. But one let out the pain that was weighing their down, slamming their hands on their podium which surprised them.
Tears streamed down their face as they asked, “ Why did you choose to murder her!? Why in the brutal way!? ” Their voice cracked from the sobs that came after the question. They knew that the H/C haired servant would be upset, but it was shocking to see them break down so . . Easily.
But . . Come to think of it . . They weren't acting like themselves. They usually back Hajime up with no hesitation but during the trial, they kept their mouth shut. Like they're scared to say something wrong or spill information.
Gundham replied while looking away, “ Mechamaru did not deserve death . . But that daughter who's lord is a devil did. She was a demon and lived in the depths of darkness ” ‘ Y/N ’ 's eyes widen those words, their grip tightening.
“ That's right . . I deserved to die ” Everyone looked at them with confusion as they straighten their posture “ It's my fault they died . . ” Placing a hand on her chest, she exclaimed “ So pin the blame on me! ”
Then it finally hit. This wasn't Y/N . . This was T/N. If that's the case then . .
Nagito lowered his head and whispered, “ Y/N's gone . . ”
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Knock Knock ** Click.
“ Y/N, you're here! Good news, I have an idea on how to prevent . . Huh? ” T/N turned around to see her twin that was wearing her clothes and their hair down like hairs. They looked identical to her. “ Why are you . . ? ”
They only smiled and gave her their clothes, a letter was placed on top of it. “ I actually have a plan of my own, dear sister ” T/N's eyes widen in sudden realization, “ You don't mean . . I will not allow it! Besides, that damned bear would know! ” She exclaimed, her eyes glistening.
Y/N shook their head and placed the clothes on the bed. After that, they put their hands on her shoulders with a firm yet gentle grip. “ I already took care of that issue ” “ But- ” “ Listen now my dear, you and I will switch and you will be me. It is fine, we're twins and I'll be here to take the strike ”
They wiped away her tears with their thumbs and kissed her forehead, “ They won't know because we look alike ” Y/N stood on the original position their twin was in as T/N hesitantly switched clothes. “ B-But what about Nagito!? Surely, he'll miss you! A-And I'm the devil here! I'm the demon! Not you! ”
Their smile saddens, “ . . . ” They knew how the pale luckster likes to pin the blame on his luck and himself. But they already wrote to him in advance. They hoped it would help him in some way. Y/N truly love the luckster just as much as they love their twin sister. But they live to serve their sister, even if it kills them. Even after knowing everything the other's don't.
Dodging the first question, they replied with closed eyes “ If the devil's your lord as they all curse your name . . Then I am a demon too, for we have the same blood ” As soon as T/N finished dressing, they pulled her outside and ordered “ Now go, don't look back and be free ”
The twin sister hesitates before turning away and acted like they had a normal conversation, holding back the tears as the cameras assumed she was the other. Y/N watched her leave before closing the door, leaving it unlocked and sat on the chair while watching the fire on the candle dance.
“ If the day comes that we are reborn once again, it'll be nice to play with you ” They could hear the footsteps “ I'm sorry for leaving you Nagito . . But until then . . ”
* Creak!
Glaring at the breeder, they asked ( sounding like their twin ) “ How dare you, you pest!? ”
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Watching the execution was painful, like always. T/N handed the letter to Nagito before leaving the trial room “ . . They wanted you to have this ”
3: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫.
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“ My Dearest Nagito,
I am guessing that T/N gave you this after revealing the truth, correct? But, that is not the point.
I know what you're thinking.
You're blaming yourself again, are you not? You blame your luck. You regret letting me get close to you.
But you shouldn't.
Yes, I have broken our promise. And I truly am sorry but I will never regret getting close to you. I'm sorry for leaving you behind so early.
And I know you may think you have nothing to live for but please, live and fight the despair.
That's what you tell me, right?
A daily reminder that you are not useless nor worthless, you are more than that. You're more than just a stepping stone. Don't be afraid to acknowledge that, even if you don't believe it.
Can you do me a favor? If it's alright.
End this killing game for me. I know you know about the files but that's the past. The future is still out there, right? So please, live and end this killing game with the others.
It seems like I'm running out of ink, so let me say this one last time, alright?
I truly and deeply love you, Nagito Komaeda. Please do remember that. Even after what you did, I can not help but love you. So, if the day comes where we are reborn, I'll gladly fall for you all over again.
I'll die with only one regret. And that is, I wasn't able to protect you.
- Signed, Y/N L/N <3 ”
4: 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡.
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“ Please, wake up ”
Y/N slowly opened their eyes, trying to figure out where they were and what was going on. But as soon as they sat up, they were pulled into a hug. “ Y/N! You're awake! ” “ T/N . . ? What . . ? ” Their gaze then landed on Nagito who stood beside Hajime.
Then it snapped, they hugged back and smiled “ So you did it . . I'm so glad ” They whispered as T/N pulled away and Nagito walked up to them. Tears finally streamed down his cheeks as he held both of their hands and leaned his forehead on theirs. “ You're here . . ”
Y/N kissed his nose, “ Everything's alright, I'm here, you're here, we're here. Safe and sound ”
Everything turned out to be great in the end. T/N slowly warmed up to everyone. They're working with the Future Foundation on Jabberwock Island. And all is good.
Arms wrapped around their waste as the luckster placed his chin on their shoulder, playing with the ring on their finger. With a content sigh, he says “ I love you ”
Yes, everything has it's flaws but nonetheless it was perfect to them.
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“ I hope you all enjoyed it! Angst isn't really my strong suit but hey, I'll get better at it! ( I was originally going to put a bad ending, but I'll make that someday ) ”
- Sincerely, Mizuki Kioku.
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thatsuhboldchoice · 2 years
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"this story needs a ending" does it though, mendel? aka here are my underrated trina moments in act ii
all of whizzer and trina's looks to each other in falsettoland ALSO they're both dressed in pink shirts and looking similar again how have i never noticed that before
trina doing the robot and whizzer hitting nancy and startling her they're both precious okay
every piece of trina's choreo in year of the child is perfect and perfectly delivered by stephanie j "that's me" block
"you have eight more innings, my love" so get your shit together
i love the little chastising turn and glare she and mendel do when marvin insults jason's playing
the entire baseball scene is just everyone being judgmental and then turning around and chastising and judging everyone else for the same behavior
incredible amazing award-winning
RUN
this isn't trina but i love betsy wolfe as caroline so much
*finger point* "you always do this"
the beginning of act ii more like time to drag mendel in subtle and not so subtle ways to remind us all of these characters are human and flawed
jazzercize + belting that's all
shoutout to trina finally getting her back massage
whatdoyoumeanyoudon'twantabarmitzvah this line gives me hives the passive aggressive parent energy is Too Strong
"how do you think we feel about that" with the little taps on jason's chest and the switch into some sort of mix or chest voice zone
the way she bops on jason on the nose and face with "go ahead and kill your mother"
when whizzer collapses and goes to see dr. charlotte "everything will be alright" is sung over that from offstage including what must be stephanie lingering with clearest most gorgeous delivery of that phrase
holding to the ground in its entirety but what absolutely sends me is the way this is sung over the set change from block world to the very real hospital
IN PARTICULAR the moment she stands up from sitting on the block into the full belt on that is LIIIIFE
and that block is immediately taken off by brandon almost out from under her (as if the ground keeps shifting)
and then we continue to get her absolutely raw vocals as the skyline is flown up and the entire scene is dominated by that backlit sterile curtain and whizzer is helped in
and then we don't even get to finish the final phrase back down in that lower register where stephanie is so rich and steady it's just
everything will be--
lapine and block i have some CHOICE words
also this is usually the point i stop watching if i'm not prepared to be emotionally wrecked
first thing jason says is "gee you look awful" and always composed and polite trina goes oh my god i can't believe my child just said that
cancelling the bar mitzvah but specifically after jason leaves and it's just mendel being brutally honest
her reactions break my heart and then the holding to the ground reprise breaks my heart
and then nothing sad happens between this song and the actual bar mitzvah nothing at all
okay now that i'm crying
"flowers make things lovely" into that whole lovely section sounds so so so lovely which makes the change into "i feel more helpless than i've felt in years" that much more ouch
cordelia and charlotte and trina with the food and the kiss and the reaction and the setting up and that harmony just UGH LADIES
and i'll include this because i like talking about blocking and it's a group effort so it counts as trina content
but the way whizzer and the hospital just....disappear
whizzer goes behind the curtain and exits with it and the rest of the set is taken away with such ruthless efficiency that within a few bars marvin is left on the empty stage alone
and then finally this is neither here nor there but i'm glad they all get to end in that final group hug because it seems like it could provide a well needed hit of serotonin after the weight of the show
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Put On Your Raincoats #28 | American Babylon (Watkins, 1985)
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Roger Watkins spent most of his career making pornos, something which he apparently hated, and in American Babylon he turns that hatred directly at the audience. The movie is about two bozos. Losers. Schlubs. One of them, played by Bobby Astyr, spends his days doing little but watching pornography, oblivious to his surroundings and annoyed by interruptions. When his wife steps in front of the projector, he grouses at her to get out of the way. "Evaporate, Joan!" The other, played by Michael Gaunt, is weak-willed, easily goaded into doing or saying anything, whatever is the path of least resistance. Neither Astyr nor Gaunt are what you'd call conventionally attractive, and combined, they are some of the least flattering portraits of masculinity to grace the screen. I read somewhere that the popularity of unattractive men in straight porn is to help the target audience relate more easily to the proceedings. Watkins brings into focus the implied contempt in that trope.
As someone who spent a non-zero amount of time over the last year delving into vintage pornography, this movie hit a little close to home. When Astyr starts critiquing the camera angles in the movie he's watching, I felt personally attacked. Astyr's choice of entertainment here is in the form of plotless reels with titles like Teenage Pigmeat in Heat, a film by Bernard America, and Butt Girls in Bondage, directed by Hank Packard (which sounds like a dig at Henri Pachard's pretentious porn name), and starring Lonnie Lee as the Butt Girl. Astyr appears to be getting off on their dehumanizing quality ("Hey Robert, I just realized something. They don't show anybody's faces in this movie." "Of course not, it's so much better that way, it could be anybody.") The reels are shot in cold, sterile black-and-white, their mise-en-scene (power tools, gym equipment) suggesting a parody of masculinity. (I admit I was a little concerned when the male performer was firing a blowtorch in the direction of the female performer while they engaged in sexual congress.) Watkins had been steadily removing any sense of warmth or eroticism from his sex scenes, but also seems aware of the limitations of this approach (especially when you cast a performer like Taija Rae, sporting a lady mullet, hubba hubba). His critique seems targeted at the genre as a whole, which despite the level of artistry it can contain (and I'm very much on the side of pornographic films being artistically worthwhile), is ultimately in the service of prurient interests, but in retrospect, feels prescient of the kind of gonzo pornography that would become the norm in the decades that followed. There's no need for plot, character, warmth, humanity, just body parts mashing against each other. That Astyr is seen usually in a raincoat and motorcycle helmet drives the point home.
Gaunt's character is depicted just as brutally but with a bit more humour. This is a guy whose most strenuous decision in his marriage (and source of tension with his wife) is whether or not he'll drink his milk. (His wife, seen topless and in panties and heels, in a skewering of genre demands, leaves him an angry note: "P.S. Drink your milk".) Astyr's wife, played by Tish Ambrose, in need of the kind of intimacy she doesn't get from her husband, sees Gaunt as an easy mark and sets up a rendezvous at a country western bar. Their exchange and her attempt at seduction are telling.
"You strike me as the kind of guy who's good at taking orders."
"Yeah, I guess so, my wife thinks so anyway."
"You want something to drink?"
"Yeah, I guess so, my wife thinks so anyway."
"I'm not wearing any underwear."
"I beg your pardon."
"The only thing separating skirt and my quivering pussy is a layer of air. What do you think of that?"
"Me? I don't know what to think."
Gaunt reveals a talent for physical comedy with his gawking, indecisive face during their tryst, his slapstick-like scramble out of his clothes, his dash with an empty cup as part of his excuse sneak out for another tryst ("I told my wife I was coming over to borrow a cup of sugar"), and his nervous patting of strap-on before he excuses himself out of a threesome. One encounter occurs when watching a porno with Astyr, who seems entirely oblivious to what's going on right beside him but also happy to have them around. ("My best friend and my best wife, finally taking an interest in my one true passion.") Their attempts at bonding seem self-defeating from both directions, as when Astyr tries to initiate a heart-to-heart, it's not clear how truthful Astyr's tale of young love or his recollection of a threesome that sounds suspiciously like one of his movies and the one Gaunt partook in. ("They were sisters, Thomas, sisters! That's what they told me afterwards. They might have been lying of course, It's human nature to lie.") When the visual style switches over to those of his movies, the indictment is complete, but in the final ten minutes, the movie finds something of an emotional core with a montage (Menopausal Males in Bondage) that recontextualizes the proceedings from Ambrose's perspective, while dissolving the boundaries between Astyr, Gaunt, and their porno movies. A beret and checked coat, first sported by Taija Rae, helps provide a visual throughline.
While I won't deny that the kind of masculinity exemplified by the protagonists, while flawed, feels a lot more benign than the kind of toxic masculinity that's been the focus of modern discourse, the laser focus of Watkins' indictment makes the movie work. Where the movie is less cogent but admirably bold is in situating its protagonists and their pathetic suburban existence as some kind of endpoint for American civilization. The opening credits have illustrations of historical images, evangelical radio is heard on and off throughout the movie, and after the aforementioned montage, the film closes with "American the Beautiful". In a brief but forceful sequence, we hear news of Lee Harvey Oswald's murder by Jack Ruby, Walter Mondale's acceptance speech at the 1984 DNC ("Mr. Reagan calls it "tokenism". We call it America.") and the bombing of North Vietnam, while Gaunt's wife (seen again in the nude, to sate the horndogs) fires a shotgun and the screen cuts to black. Watkins produces a passage from "The Harlot's House" by Oscar Wilde to drive home the sense of finality. ("The dead are dancing with the dead, the dust is whirling with the dust.") The protagonists' suburban homes are presented effectively as purgatorial spaces, captured in cold, isolating cinematography by Larry Revene, who had collaborated previously with Watkins on Corruption and Midnight Heat. Like the latter, I watched this in a not very nice video-sourced transfer, although it didn't seem quite as detrimental here (aside from the terrible audio quality, which made Gaunt's whistling sound like nails on a chalkboard). The look of the movie is effectively sterile, with a heavy reliance of moody bluish lighting that comes through even in a less pristine copy. (I understand that this didn't play theatrically, so I'm willing to limit my complaining.) It's also worth noting that while not detrimentally so to the film's overall argument, I did find Astyr's porno movies stylish in their way, and that I was not immune to the charms of Taija Rae, particularly with the beret and lady mullet I alluded to earlier. Folks, I'm not made of stone.
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petitelepus · 4 years
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Could I have a DBD killer mashup? I'm a gay, 5' 7" male. I usually come off as quite stoic, but I'm really just socially awkward and don't know how to start conversations with people. My sense of humour is generally dark and laced with sarcasm, but I do have a soft side to me. I especially love cuddling and just participating in a bunch of fluff with a partner. It makes me happy. I'm usually either listening to music in my room, reading, or writing. Thanks for taking the time to do matchups
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I match you with Philip Ojomo aka Wraith!
Philip is at first in awe of you. You show no signs of fatigue, stress or distress in trials and you help your teammates selflessly. He really thinks you’re a good guy. A good guy like most of the survivors, you don’t belong in the Fog where you are brutally murdered most of the time. It’s actually silly that a killer like Philip likes to see you outside trials also, but he is doing it undercover of his bell’s invincibility spell so you never know if he is there.
It takes time, but you think you have managed to pinpoint the source of your anxiety from being watched all the time. You walk up to this weird disfiguration in the air and you bring your hand out to touch and to your shock, you actually are touching something that you can’t see.
Philip rings his bell and as he turns visible your eyes grow in shock. You didn’t know killers could venture into the foggy forest also. Were you in danger? Philip raises his free hand and motions you to stay, going as far as to crouch so he could be in your eye-level with you. It’s a pretty start for friendship to evolve into a romance.
You and Philip make schedules to meet at Autoheaven, his realm, whenever you have time between trials. Philip thinks you’re so cool, but in fact, you’re just awkward around your red feelings. Then, one day, you make a joke about body count rising up the roof, and by the roof, you meant endless cloudy sky and Philip snorts. He isn’t one to really make jokes, he is awkward also, but he loves listening to you make them.
Oh, now you’ve done it. You have released the monster inside the Wraith and by that I mean cuddle monster! Philip abso-fucking-lutely loves cuddles. This man is tall, he is lanky and he will hug your body against his and wrap his limbs around you like in a human burrito. He can tell you’re happy when you guys switch so that you’re kneeling on the ground and Philip is resting his head on your thighs. It’s the best place in Fog and he can hear your heart beating in his ear.
Philip has some old books in his realm that no one wanted when he was still a humble worker there. Maybe you could read them or make a scrapbook or something? He happens to have pencils and a weird journal he found once so you can use them to write if you want. But, there is a but. He wants to read them.
No matter how hard you try to hide them Philip always knows where you put them and when he is done reading them he brings the book back to you and praises your ability to make words come to alive. You may or may not kiss and then punch him in the arm, lovingly, mind you, but you’re still happy he likes them.
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adulttrio-imagines · 5 years
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Hi again! I'm here to ask again about the headcanon prompt if you don't mind! Could I get n. 11, 19 and 25 for the adultrio? Btw, I think the way you wrote Chrollo back in that ask was really good! Don't feel pressured if you don't get them right tho, sometimes they're really hard to think of what they would actually do!
This took more time than expected as I wasn’t expecting it to get this difficult. I hope you enjoy it though!
11. Who do they go to for comfort?
Hisoka
While he doesn’t have a specific person he goes to for comfort, he does have specific things he goes to. His way of life and personality makes it very difficult for people to approach him, so in canon I imagine that he seeks out pleasurable things to balance out his discomfort, so things like violence and murder serve as the perfect avenue to let out his frustration, though these are only in extreme cases. Generally, he will head out and distract himself by picking fights or becoming a public nuisance and disappear before he can get caught. The thing is, it isn’t easy to unnerve him, and anything/anyone that does is dealt with swiftly. I assume a switch flips on and he goes into problem solving mode, which is to say, he gets rid of the problem. If this problem cannot be solved by murder and requires him to wait, he would go and bother any one of his play things, taking out his pent-up aggression on them, and never explaining why he did so.
Chrollo
I would imagine that Chrollo keeps his feelings bottled up a lot, even in front of the troupe. Of course, the older and more perceptive members like Machi and Franklin would notice the slight changes in his demeanor, but hardly ever approach him on the topic. They give him his space, just like how he gives them theirs, and that’s generally what he needs. While he doesn’t like talking about his personal problems, just being in their presence alone is enough to remind him what keeps him grounded and pushes him on. There are times where the cap explodes, but that’s usually in extreme situations and it’s this when he’s at his most unstable I believe that if you can get him drnunk enough, he will open up under those circumstances. Generally though, nothing really phases him and it is rare for him to get upset about anything. If push comes to shove, he finds the logical way to deal with his problem, and any emotional consequences are just pushed away and dealt with at a better time.
Illumi
Illumi hasn’t had anyone he could go to for comfort in the longest time. For almost as long as he could remember he was his own supporter and his own comforter. I imagine sinking into the ground or being alone somewhere safe is how he deals with his pain, as he reminds himself of why he does wat he does or why he must stay strong. This almost never happens since he doesn’t doubt his abilities or motivations but being emotionally isolated for so long has taught him how to deal with those feelings.
When he was younger and before his relationship with Killua soured, he was who he went to whenever he needed a pick me up, though it is not like his younger brother could tell. But seeing his brother so happy always helped him remember why he went through things and made him persevere on. Even further back, when it was just him and Milluki, they both relied on each other for support and did share a comradery, until Killua replaced Milluki, but I do like to think that the two older brothers do have a certain amount of trust in the other.
19. Any bad habits that they have?
Hisoka
I believe Hisoka has this really nasty habit of acting out in the most outrageous ways to get the attention back on him again. No matter how embarrassing it gets, and if he can make it sexual, all the better. Whenever he wants something, he wants it now. Every moment not spent on him when he wants the attention is a sin in his eyes, even if the situation is not justified. The fact is that, he needs to be constantly stimulated, if nothing can occupy him, the boredom would just eat him up. From the way he dresses to the outrageous color his hair is dyed, he goes for the most attention-grabbing choices and he expects everyone to give him that. All the best if you try to ignore him, it just riles him up more and he will get violent if it takes too long.
Other than that, I’ve mentioned this before, but I see him impulsively buying and wasting his money on the most frivolous things. Gold coated phone cases, Supreme bricks, branded handbags, you name it. And the worst thing is that sometimes he loses them on purpose the same day he gets them since he just gets bored and doesn’t want to deal with them anymore.
Chrollo
Stealing would be the most obvious answer, since he has magpie-like tendencies to grab whatever caught his eye. However, he has a bad habit of losing himself in his thoughts and letting them spiral out of control. Often times he would get so into a topic to the point he just retreats into his own head and blurt random realizations out of nowhere mid-conversation. This absent-mindedness would carry forward to points where he would even leave conversations and retreat into himself, once he gets going there’s no telling when he’s getting out of it. I imagine this happening at a more frequent and serious rate when he was much younger but growing up in an environment like Meteor City gets rid of traits like that. It’s a habit that got pronounce when he got older and had more control over his environment, especially with people he is comfortable with.
I also believe he isn’t the kind to take the best care of his belongings, especially if he deems them disposable. He goes through books at record speed but discards almost all of them once he’s finish since there is nowhere safe for him to store them. It is easy for him replace most things, and while he isn’t careless per say, he isn’t afraid to lose material things.
Illumi
While it is not a bad habit per say, Illumi has a strange tendency to blurt his thoughts out loud, no matter the situation. Coupled with his brutal honesty, this can lead to a few awkward moments. Like his encounter with Gon during the hunter exam, situations like this are common in his interactions with others, which is why he is so selective with who he works with. It is extremely uncomfortable when he spells his thoughts out, especially with how messed up his methods can get.
Besides that, he can also get very particular about things are done and has certain things he must have done by using his way only. Since he believes his way is the best, any attempt to try other methods would not be taken well. He’s horrible at giving in to others and is very selfish in his own way. He is easily the hardest to deal with, especially with how stubborn he gets.
25. How do they take advice given to them?
Chrollo and Illumi answered here, since the question is kinda similar
Hisoka
I do believe Hisoka can take advice, especially from people who have caught his eye. It won’t mean he will heed to it, but he will hear you out. He’s confident in his abilities and believes that he is the best. In the rare event you bring up something that he had not notice prior, he will evaluate the situation to determine if you are lying, and if by some chance that you re right, he’s the type to act as though he already knew about it and claim all the credit since he has no shame
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