#i'd seen the man i was meant specifically to find (name was will and it was also high dancy lmao but like BABY hugh dancy so ok brain) befo

[welldonebeca]

Trust Your Doctor (1)

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Nancy squeezed her bra strap tightly as she waited for someone to call her name.

The front room was completely empty after the last lady - a pregnant woman - had gone in, and left over five minutes ago.

And yet, Nancy hadn't been called.

The room was in complete silence, so much that was just making her grow more anxious than ever before in her life.

This was the first time she was at Doctor Winchester's office alone. All times before, Mum was just by her side.

Right now, though, she was going to go in alone. She was an adult, after all.

It was a little weird to have a male gynaecologist, but he was highly recommended by her mother's doctor, and was covered by her insurance.

After turning eighteen, she didn't feel the need to go back for quite some time. But now, she was thinking that maybe it was time to get on birth control. That meant that she needed to see her doctor again.

Doctor Samuel Winchester.

"Nancy Sousa?" she heard, and looked up quickly, finding a green-eyed man staring at her.

A nurse in blue scrubs was standing in front of her, looking at her with a little smile on his face.

"I'm Nurse Dean Winchester, are you Nancy Sousa?"

The little brunette's eyes stared at him in awe. She didn't know nurses ever came out this pretty.

"Uh..." she mumbled. "Where do I go?"

"I'll take you," Dean smiled.

She nodded slowly, a bit surprised.

Didn’t they have a specific person at the front desk for those things? 

Why did the nurse have to come to get her?

And his name…

He threw her a look, and Nancy felt her face burning hot as she blushed. 

"Call me Dean, sweetheart," he told her.

She nodded. 

"Mister Dean," she corrected herself. "I've never seen you around before." 

He raised his eyebrows at the question. 

"I'm new," he told her. "Got the job because of my brother, Doctor Samuel."

She looked down at her own hands. Of course. To be this good-looking, he had to be related to doctor Winchester. 

"He told me about you," he said, sounding like he was smirking. "You're even prettier than I thought."

Nancy looked at him with wide eyes, surprised and flustered.

"I'd stare at your pussy for free, and Sammy is paid to do that," he chuckled. "Lucky guy."

She choked on her saliva, shocked, but before Nancy could say anything about it, the door to the doctor's office opened, revealing doctor Winchester. 

"Thank you, Dear," Samuel said quickly. "Come in, Miss Sousa. I was waiting for you."

Nancy stepped through the door with her face still on fire, and sat down quickly in front of the large white desk in the room.

"I hope I didn't make you wait too long," Doctor Winchester shot her a charming smile. 

"Not really," she mumbled. "Uh... the nurse...."

"My brother," he pressed his lips together, looking bothered. "He didn't get the memo that he doesn't have quite that charming of a personality."

She giggled a little, and Sam grinned. 

"I suppose your mother is waiting outside?" he asked, writing something down on his computer.

Nancy shook her head, pushing her hair behind her ears. 

"No, sir, it's just me today," she mumbled.

Doctor Sam hummed a confirmation.

"Of course," he said simply. "A young woman like you needs her privacy." 

She nodded, agreeing. It was a little scary to do this, but he was right. She was an adult now, and should consider herself and be treated as such.

"Alright," he looked away from the screen. "Is there anything you're worried about? Any pain, any lump?"

Nancy shook her head. 

"And your period?"

"As regular as always," she assured him.

He hummed positively again. 

"Any pain during sex I should be worried about?"

She shook her head. 

"No pain and no sex," she mumbled. 

He hummed a little, looking a little intrigued.

Nancy waited for him to say something about that. It was normal, right, for her doctor to be asking her about her sex life? He was her gyno, after all.

"But I'm dating someone," she said, a little too quickly. "And I may need birth control. Soon."

Doctor Samuel raised his eyebrows, and though he was wearing a mask, Nancy could see he was surprised. 

"Well, it is very wise and smart of you to come to me before you do it," he said, finally.

Nancy exhaled, forcing herself to relax.

"Yeah, I... I wanted to make sure I'm doing the right thing," she mumbled.

Doctor Samuel nodded. 

"And are you sure you know what you're doing?" he asked. "That you want to do it?"

Nancy frowned, looking at him, though it was hard to read his expression under the mask. 

Why was he wearing a mask? Wasn't she supposed to be seeing his face before the physical exam? 

"I... I don't know?" she stuttered.

He rested his hands on the desk between them, and she couldn't help noticing how big they were. 

"How long have you known this guy?" he asked. "I mean, I suppose it is a guy, that is the only sort of relationship that demands you to get birth control."

She nodded, a little embarrassed. 

Yes, it was a guy. She had been dating him since before graduation, she trusted him a lot now, he was both her friend and a really good boyfriend. 

"I mean, it's been almost a year?" she answered, confused. "It's enough right?"

Doctor Sam sighed, moving to the computer again and writing something down.

"And do you want the pill, an IUD..." he listed. "Maybe an implant?"

Nancy looked in his eyes, realising he wasn't so sure about the last one. 

"Which one is quicker?" she mumbled. 

"The pill," he told her. "It's the one I recommend the most for someone in your age group."

She nodded slowly. 

"You know, it is the most comfortable one in terms of pain and management..." he listed. 

That made her frown, confused.

"Pain?" she asked.

Sam confirmed, looking a little worried. 

"Well, you know... The insertion and the adjustment period of the IUD and the implant are really hurtful," he told her.

"Oh," she sighed. 

Nancy sat back in her seat. 

"And with the pill, you just have to remember to take it every day," he said, looking like he was smiling with the way his eyes were squeezed.

She nodded, and he chuckled. 

"And if you forget, you'll get a little bum in the oven," he giggled.

Her cheeks heated up in response, and Nancy clenched her hands at the hem of her dress. 

"I should put on my gown," she realised.

Doctor Samuel nodded. 

“You can go behind the curtain,” he told her. “I’ll just write you a prescription and meet you there in a minute.”

Nancy shot him a confused look, but hurried up when he raised her an eyebrow. 

She distinctly remembered how he usually left the room and only came back once her mother told him she was ready. Maybe undressing behind the curtain was the norm, and he was just trying to accommodate mum before?

The short brunette tried to be quick, undressing in a hurry while she listened to him typing something down in his computer, and put the ugly gown on before folding her dress and underwear, placing them on the chair.

“Are you ready, Miss Sousa?” he asked, and she could see his silhouette as her doctor rose from his seat.

Nancy’s eyes widened once she saw him on his feet. She had never realised how tall and strong he was before. 

"Yes, sir."

She watched as he walked around the door and took the things that were supposed to keep her feet up, and swallowed down, a little nervous. 

Doctor Winchester slowly pulled the side of the curtain facing the wall open, and looked at her with soft and sweet eyes. 

“Lay down, please.”

. . .

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[hezuart]

Hey Hezuneutral, considering you are a Little Nightmares fan, what are your thoughts on the fandom number convention of naming the characters? For example, the Runaway Kid is called Seven, or RCG is Five or Ten.

I've seen a niche of people in the community being dismissive of the names. I think both philosophies of the naming convention are acceptable, either through a number or a term of an adjective or verb to represent them. (You could do both philosophies, like Mono being a prefix of a word that means one.) However, I prefer the numbering method because it sounds cleaner and resonates a purpose or meaning to the character. (Exception for Mono because his name is perfect. I love it.)

It would benefit our new protagonists in LN3 because their names, Low and Alone, portray more like a placeholder than a finalized name. I can't explain why I think this way.

Perhaps you have an answer?

I agree, I mean, I'm fine with people coming up with non-numbered names, because realistically after a time you're just gonna run out of those, or you'd at least have to find other terms for the same meaning. But numerical naming was the convention for the series for a while, it wasn't just a fandom thing. People went with the naming convention because of Six's name to begin with. When Runaway Kid was introduced, people named him Seven because that's the next number in line to Six's, and well, we all know the joke "Seven Eight Nine / Seven ate Nine" where instead it's reversed to "Six ate Seven" as a morbid comical joke. And when LN2 came out, it followed a similar naming convention, Mono for "1". Very Little Nightmares went for "The Girl in the Yellow Raincoat" and "The Pretender" for those kids, kinda following the structure of "The Runaway Kid". Children who are meant for death in this universe don't get a name I guess. But some people went with "Five" because it was a LN prequel- where Six wasn't the original girl with the raincoat, so- that's why people named her Five. And The Pretender, while a child, was also an enemy boss, which followed the naming convention for those. ("The Lady", "The Thin Man", "The Janitor", "The Hunter", etc...) And even the Sounds of Nightmares vaguely follows this naming style. "Noone" as in "No one", but also a word-play for "Noon" which could be "12". But then LN3 comes out and we get "Low and Alone" which, technically alone counts for "1" like Mono. But Low doesn't have any connection to a specific number. Low and Alone don't follow the numerical naming convention. They don't even follow the noun convention either, describing their appearance or role in the story like "The Doctor" or "The Runaway Kid". I've talked about my distaste for their names before. They just mean "depressed and lonely."

I think it's fine if people like them of course, but personally I think "(C)Row and Solo" are more interesting and follow the naming convention. (Row as in several seats in a theater: a high number, and Solo as in single, on your own.) (I'd also take Crow and Alone... but they sound a bit weird together)

#little nightmares #text post #ask #LN3 #low and alone #crow and solo #row and solo

[phoenixcatch7]

Every so often I dip into transformers fanfic (specifically bayverse) just because the concept of giant shape-shifting mechanical immortal robots just slaps so hard. All of the fics get so close but never quite scratch the itch I want, so here.

Cybertronian Sam Witwicky, vessel of the Allspark

A seeker, naturally, but I haven't decided on alts yet. Or a name (I like Rubicon, because of the doorway/point of no return/on a knifes edge between two worlds meaning and.. Also because the Allspark kinda looks like a rubics cube lmao)(but it doesn't sound quite right and I'd like to lean more into the idea of sacrifice maybe?)(or maybe something celestial or mythical for the space/alien/spark=stars metaphor... Apollo?).

I haven't seen it done, but I really like the idea of the Allspark using its own material to create the cybertronian body, given the total lack of actual resources it has (and needs). This would give Sam a very unique bronze/gold protoform instead of the usual grey/black metal, and eyes/optics the colour of sparks. The feather horn things were meant to be a lot smaller, but that was the smallest they got! And idk, I've grown to like them. A little nod to his organic origins. And the circles are supposed to be extra eyes. The boots I was delighted to find, they blend so well with the body and make it look like he's not bare lol. Because hero forge isn't quite that free with design (yet), please imagine a couple wheels by his ankles he can drop down to rollerblade on.

I had a ton of fun with the colours, I think it's my best one from scratch yet! It was so hard to keep from adding too much detail or clothing, and I did struggle with the sheer bulk of a typical cybertronian build. The pauldrons and scarf help with that, but he's intended to be pretty slight compared to the average anyway. In every continuity they're so, so bulky ToT. I might tinker with the proportions now I've finished the model! The spear... Well I'm a sucker for staffs, but it's not a cybertronian weapon unless it can slice or shoot something, preferably while transforming into something else. This one is also a laser gun, very energy intensive if you're not hooked into an infinite power source lmao. He's got a few emergency cannons in his arms, because... Why not?

Man, now I've made him, I want to write something for him so much... Must resist, must resist...

#transformers #transformers bayverse #sam witwicky #autobots #cybertronian #cybertron #hero forge #There's a lot of headcanons in here I've picked up from fics but I do want to hit up the wikis later #I love the idea of scarfs and head pieces being the only external decor everything else goes directly on the body #transformers cybertron #Cybertron would have a huge body mod scene fr #But I bet a huge part of the MEDICAL scene would be idiots putting unapproved stuff on themselves and it getting stuck/broken #When they turn into their alts XD. #DISTRACTED anyway I had a blast making this hope y'all enjoy it too #Cybertronian Sam Witwicky #3d model #3d art #I bet cybertronians who haven't been to earth look so different given their current forms are all reshuffled human vehicles #And their original alts would be so much smaller given human vehicles are 70% empty space #They really lucked out with vehicles and humans using them for transport. Like if they came in even a couple centuries ago... #The fact they're shapeshifters who can steal the forms of anything nearby of roughly the same mass and makeup is so so cool

[practically-an-x-man]

Fanfic ask!

2, 7, 20, 34, 81, please?

Thank you!!

Fanfic Writers Asks

2 and 20 I answered here!

7. tell us about the plot of the first fanfic you ever wrote

Oh man... if we're talking about what I wrote knowing it was fanfic, technically it's this eons-old shitty AHS Roanoke fic that I never even finished. I finally got tired of it and deleted it from my AO3 because it just made me cringe, but I have to give it a level of respect for giving me the courage to actually write and post my ideas. I'd never have realized how much I really love writing if it weren't for dipping my toe in the water with that one.

However, I've tried writing stories since I was a kid, and I distinctly remember hand-writing like 6 pages of fanfic for the terfy wizard fandom (this was when I was like... 9. don't judge me) that basically just consisted of bringing one character back to life since I didn't like their death. It was shit, and I was kinda embarrassed about it even after I wrote it, and I didn't even know what fanfic was at that point, but technically speaking that was the first.

34. how do you name characters and places?

Ooof... either I come up with the names out of the blue and they're perfect, or I have to scroll through lists upon lists on baby-name websites until I find something that fits pretty well. Most of the time I'll try to put a little symbolism into the characters' names (Rae means "protector", Ophelia is a tragic character in Hamlet, Gia's last name Pantazis means "live forever", Nikoletta Bordeaux effectively translates to "a victory that means nothing", things like that), but sometimes it's just whatever sounds right to me

81. if you could go back in time and give your younger self a piece of writing advice specific to you, what would it be?

Write the story you want, don't worry about what you think people will want to read. It'll be more fun for you, you'll make better friends and connections, and your writing will be a hundred times more rich and impactful for it.

That was something I struggled with when I first started writing - I didn't get a lot of attention on my fics, and I thought that meant I was doing something wrong, and I went through a period where I was tempted to just write the most generic, white-bread romance stories because I thought that was what people wanted to read.

Thankfully I broke out of that, started writing the stories I wanted to write and read myself and found a little community of writer-friends, and my writing is both technically better and much more fun for it. My stories are weird! And they're great!

I do still worry sometimes about how my fanfics will get seen by others (like... I write for Hux, I know people don't like him and for good reason, but I still love Bolts and Blasters; I sometimes write in 1st or 2nd POV in some of my fics and I know that's an acquired taste too), but I'm done with worrying about how palatable my writing is to this nebulous Reader on the other side of the internet.

(sorry, that answer got a lot longer than I meant it to)

#my friends!!! #answered asks #ask game #my writing

[nxtsnw]

THE GIRL OF THE KISS

barista!mitsuya x reader

for the collab dreamescape made by @hanemiso

fluff !!

words count: 1.5k

Finally, summer arrived. The temperature in the morning was tolerable, but the best part was that you could finally wake up whenever you wanted, free from the pressure of assignments or class. Despite this, you had decided to wake up early and eat breakfast at your favorite place.

You moved quickly, more excited than ever to enjoy your beloved brioches and coffee.

You then went into the tiny space, where you were hit by a delicious sweet smell. similar to a morning hug The place was made more inviting by the wooden floor and walls as well as the soft lighting. Due to the bar's recent opening, not many people were seated. You searched the area for a table to sit at but finally chose the one that was, fortunately, free at the time.

Despite already knowing what you would get, you picked up the menu. After less than five minutes, a guy arrived ready to take your order. When you looked around, you noticed that his eyes were cerulean with a purple tinge that you had never seen before. They were really beautiful yet had a unique shape. As you turned your head, you first noticed his pretty smile and then his hair, which matched the color of his eyes. 

He smiled and said, "Good morning, what can I get to you, miss?" His eyes also smiled.

"Oh yes, I would like to give you an empty croissant and a Kiss, please."

You noticed the confused expression on his face: but he added right away.

"No problem! I'd also want a Kiss", and you point out what you meant by "Kiss ** on the menu.

Your specific action of indicating the "Kiss," or coffee with chocolate and hazelnuts, had escaped his notice.

"I'm sorry, I've only lately started working here. Uhm would you like a kiss? From who?? " He laughed at that point and touched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Oh no, wait don't worry.   I was referring to the chocolate and hazelnut-flavored drink."

His face consequently got a vivid red. His ears' tips even got red.

He mistook it for a kiss request...

"I'm embarrassed. I'll immediately bring you everything." And then he left.

You chuckled at the misunderstanding after when you reevaluated it. A kiss from him, however, might not have been that bad...

These ideas also caused you to flush. 

Soon after, the same boy constantly showed up.

"Here you go, the girl of the Kiss" and after giving your order, he left.  You smiled at the funny nickname, which sounded almost sweet when he spoke it. You took a few moments to stop and observe him. Your focus was drawn to his hands as you studied his long, lean frame and light skin. Although they were well cared for, some scars made you wonder. Your eyes occasionally locked, but each time, you both looked away.

After paying, you left feeling a little sad about not talking with the boy, whose name you still didn't know.

Thus, that day and the one following it went by. Though the memories of that day vanished, you decided to return one day. 

Aware that you might not have seen him again.  You had only ever seen him once in the morning. He may have worked early shifts throughout the day, making it impossible to find him in the afternoon.

You entered that place after 5 p.m. When you didn't see him, you may have been a little unhappy and went to sit down.

"Oh, welcome back Girl of the Kiss." You were jolted back to reality by a recognizable voice. It was him. "Mitsuya Takashi" was the name he had scribbled on the card. That was his name.

"Good evening, Mitsuya" you replied smiling.

His gaze was confused for a moment, but he promptly asked what you wanted to take and quickly returned with the order.

Charming. This is the term that describes that boy the best.

You began to make assumptions about the man. He was good with people and didn't appear stupid. The scars on his hands were probably some manual work, but you never guessed you were next to an aspiring stylist.    

Mitsuya changed out of his uniform for other clothing and sat at the table next to yours with just a pencil and a pad of paper when his shift was over.

Your curiosity only grew as his level of focus increased. Who knows what he was drawing? Except to occasionally stretch his neck, he kept his eyes fixed on the paper. You had been staring at him for at least five minutes. You were careful not to sound scary. But as soon as his eyes caught yours and he looked up, you moved it. You felt that it remained difficult to make eye contact. 

But as soon as he looked up and met yours, you moved it. Eye contact was still complicated, you thought. It was almost like a game of glances at one point when he also turned to look at you.

A few chuckles escaped. Later, a different waiter approached him and spoke to him in his ear. He continued to smile while gazing at you. You felt embarrassed, wondering how long you had been attracted to that boy.

When you finally decided it was time to leave, you started to stand up. However, the boy followed suit. After paying, you both made your way to the entrance. It was almost as if all of your minds had agreed to leave.

He held the door open for you in a true gentlemanly fashion. And you two moved forward together as you walked. It appeared to be a scene from a movie where the two protagonists are unable to make the first move.

Although your eyes were on the ground, you were conscious of his concentrated attention on you.

Without ever speaking to each other.

You were close to your house. You took the courage to look up, and look at him too. Surprised by your move, he smiled at you.

"We can use our voices or just keep looking at each other only, and that's it. Mitsuya?"

"You can choose. Also, girl of the Kiss, you can call me Takashi."

"And you can call me at Y/n".

"Oh, I see now. Even though I must admit I liked the nickname, you have a lovely name."

When your eyes finally connected for the millionth time, filled with embarrassment, fun, and maybe even a few traces of joy, they made you laugh out loud. Your laughter spoke for itself; it seemed that your hearts joined you in laughter.

Anyone who saw you would have mistaken you for a young couple happily in love.

In the meantime, he had approached you, and his presence had not caused you any sense of discomfort.

Before you parted, you decided to exchange your phone number as well.

It was by now in your routine to pass in front of that place. The crush developed for the boy was now clear.  Likewise, he had been teasing you, in an effort to keep his feelings for you a secret. Takashi gave you details about his shift times, so you would know when to go there and meet him.

Winter then arrived. Prepared to see him again, you sat down. Strangely, when you saw him, he wasn't dressed in his bartender uniform, but rather in casual outfit. He approached you and requested respectfully if he might sit with you.

"It's good to see you again, girl of the Kiss " she told you.

"The same goes for me" you replied

"Stop looking at me like that. I feel like an idiot..."

Like what??

Before you could say anything, two girls, who must have been between 12/14 years old, with hair and eyes the same color as Mitsuya, entered the bar. The boy turned to look at them.

The two immediately ran to meet him to hug him.

"Luna! Mana! What are you doing here?" Mitsuya asked to them.

"You forgot this at home !!" The oldest said, handing him a little box.

The youngest pointed at you and asked, "Big brother, is she the girl you like? Is she the girl of the kiss?!?" before you had a chance to respond.

He looked you with some anxiety at the prospect of your reply. However, your heart had already started to race, and you were unable to speak.

"I apologize. The last thing I wanted to do was to scare you." His eyes had been sparkling up to that point.

"Please give me a chance, Y/n. Knowing us better, I'll be able to explain things to you and perhaps even win your heart." You heard the final words, despite the fact that they were muttered.

You smiled and nodded.

Knowing that by this point you too had a feeling for that boy...

As you two strolled through the city streets that evening, his heart had softened, and you two had joined the hands of yours together. Your hearts began to shine together again when the moon appeared in the sky.

I can't forget to mention Hakkai, the blue-haired Dia boy, and the two DJ Mitsuya sisters, who silently followed you throughout your date ...

** Where I live, the "Kiss" is an ice cream flavor!! Made up of chocolate and hazelnut. In this story it represents a type of coffee, so I hope you now understand why Mitsuya misunderstood your request. :)

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[golden--doodler]

After thinking about how much I love my sister, I started thinking about how much I love my dad. Words can't describe how lucky I was to have such a loving, supportive, caring father like him. Specifically when it comes to LGBTQ+ matters. I'm also just kind of a daddy's girl at heart.

Now, he's the most Cisgender, Heterosexual male to ever walk this Earth. But he's also the most enormous ally of the LGBTQ+ community I've ever seen. So much so that he's practically waving a rainbow flag at any second. This man's support of the community is actually insane, and it gives me instant Serotonin just thinking about it. How many Cishet parents, especially coming from a country like Korea, who (even though they've gotten better about this over time) have a culture where being LGBTQ+ is still very taboo, would be as enthusiastic as he is about these matters? It warms my heart so much.

He actually gets so passionate and heated about it too. I remember one night at dinner (I can't remember the context of this), he actually said something along the lines of: "God, there are just so many people who say "marriage is only for men and women". Like why? That is so ridiculous."

My LGBTQ+ heart jumped a little in happiness at him being so outspoken about Homophobia.

But my favorite thing is how passionate of a Transgender ally he is. Even though neither my sister nor I are Trans (I'm Genderfluid AFAB and my older sister's Cisgender), he gets so adorably excited when talking about Trans people. I don't know what it is about Trans people, but he actually loves them so much? I remember one day, I was talking to him about nothing much in particular, and then the subject turned to video games. A long time ago, I got really into this Choose-Your-Own-Adventure video game series called Life is Strange, and he brought up a game that was similar to Life is Strange that he played. And he said something along the lines of:

"Well, if you play it, you'll see, but there's something super cool and interesting that happens when you get farther along. You actually find out that the main character is actually *gasps* a Trans Guy! Like he was born a girl but he's really a boy. Isn't that just the coolest thing, Doodler? I thought it was so cool. I really enjoyed that. You should play it."

And then another instance, he began talking about the two people who directed the Matrix movies, the ones with Keanu Reeves (The Wachowskis), because he recently watched the newer Matrix movie which I can't remember the name of. He brought the directors up because he told me:

"Oh, and they're not the brothers. People thought they were, but they're actually the sisters. They're Transgender. Isn't that great?"

My sister was there as well, and she also talked about how cool she thought that was too, especially because the Wachowskis apparently came out later in their lives than most.

I can't emphasize how incredible it is to have a father who gets so excited about other people's identities that are different than their own. He is so outspoken about how everyone should be accepted for who they are, and how everyone is beautiful for who they are. He is part of the reason that I always grew up accepting people for who they are, and why I was always so comfortable with exploring and figuring out who I was as I grew older.

And when I ended up coming out to him, I asked him gently if he was surprised. And his reaction was telling me that he only wanted me to be happy. We also hugged. That response and acceptance from him meant everything. Something tells me that he would proudly brag about me and my LGBTQ+ identity to as many people as possible if he could.

And over the summer, I was playing the South Park: Fractured But Whole video game, and I showed him my character's page, and how I'd made my character Bisexual like I am (side note, it's super cool how the game allows you to make your character LGBTQ+). And when he saw this, he laughed and gave the biggest grin. He told me he loved that I did that. And that gave me such a warm feeling inside that I could share these things with him so openly.

There are unfortunately so many people who have to hide who they are from their parents for fear of judgement or worse. But the fact that I don't have to and can be proud of who I am in front of my dad is a testament to how amazing and accepting of a parent he is. All dads should honestly take notes, at least when it comes to being supportive of the LGBTQ+ community.

I think this is also why my dad reminds me so much of Bob. All of the reasons I outlined why I love my dad and how accepting he is are all reasons I love Bob as well, and why I think Bob is such a great dad. And this scene has something my dad would definitely say:

I'm going to tag @br1ghtestlight here because I know he's Trans, and I just think he'd like to read about my wholesome #1 Trans Ally dad :3

#lgbtq parenting #personal #i love him so much i'm about to scream and cry #he's truly the only dad ever like bob and both of them would proudly march in a pride parade in support #he's genuinely so loving and caring and supportive it almost doesn't feel real and i just stan him so so much #he's also a HUGE feminist and an advocate for women's rights probably because he's surrounded by so many women 🤣 #and also a HUGE advocate for reducing the stigma on mental health which is lovely to see ^^

[wardenmages]

I found a bunch of stuff in Cazador's palace that I've never seen before??? I saw people referencing it in fanfiction like too specifically to be headcanon so I went searching again and a) rediscovered some things I'd forgotten about since I didn't bother going into the attic in my 2nd playthrough, and b) found several entire new rooms.

cw for dead bodies and gore later on

Those are... certainly names. That piano thing really isn't helping with the Scooby Doo villain vibes a lot of the upper floor of the palace gives off. I've seen these before but honestly forgot about them and the key you find in the highest part of the attic. I think it's meant to imply Amanita was at one point hiding in the attic, or they made her live up there? I also may have missed a step in the story.

(rest under a cut to save space)

Something I hadn't caught from Dalyria's diary - she and Violet were both planning on killing Victoria, I guess. Poor kid never stood a chance to begin with but man, that's rough. Leon can't have been there long, but I wonder what deal he struck to get special treatment and be allowed to not only keep his daughter with him but also she was seemingly safe from everything that was happening.

So then I got into the other room off the ballroom, with the large round table and the hatch leading to another area of the basement. It's decorated like the other parts of the dungeon, but there are... no people living down here.

This was... really rough. I was really surprised Astarion didn't say anything about it - either it's something he knew about, which he comments on in every other area of the palace, or it's a surprise, which he also comments on everywhere else. This is just a lot!! Next room has a puzzle which devs have confirmed is broken and they're working on fixing it in a future patch, so maybe it finishes Amanita's story or something like that, idk. But also you find this guy's journal he kept while imprisoned and he's... something special.

again, poor guy never stood a chance huh lol

ANYWAY, hopefully the puzzle gets fixed and there's more to mess with. I put a save in that basement to pick up whenever they're able to get to it. I was so upset I'd missed so much when I thought I'd been very thorough with the whole "steal everything not nailed to the floor" thing but I figured it out eventually lol

#bg3 spoilers #connor plays bg3 #I should be packing for my trip on friday. but instead here I am. wandering around this idiot's house

[webbedphantom]

Okay so I know I have a bunch of drafts but I really want to talk about my Ideas for Sae's Palace in my AU

To start off with, if you're familiar with the AU at all, you'd know that the MetaNav just straight up doesn't exist, so you might be wondering how I'd even do Sae's Palace? Like is it more about changing her heart through character interactions, kinda like how they do in-game but just making that the focus?

Yes and no.

They do actually go into her Palace, but to explain the how and why of it, there's some setup I need to do first.

See, the way this world works is that with every Persona user awakened by the Metaverse Serum (AF-15), the more the Metaverse begins to leak into the real world. And by the time of Sae's arc, there's now no less than 8 people awakened in this manner, meaning that the connection is now strong enough for something major to cross over, provided it got a little push.

The specifics of this I haven't exactly worked out yet, but someone (probably Akechi being driven mad by his symbiote) sets off a device that causes Palaces to erupt out of the ground, covering the surrounding area in a thick fog that turns people into mindless puppets for the shadows to control, forcing them to go out and bring more people into it. (If you've read my Other Verses doc, this is the scenario that inspired the Kingdom Come verse)

Naturally, this whole scenario isn't something the team was prepared to handle, and since it's affecting the entire city, they need to split up to take care of things, trying to save as many people as they can.

There's a lot that happens during this section, with each of the team members getting their own little missions fighting against one of the palaces (including a lot of original ones, as aside from Shido, Okumura, and Futaba, every other Palace Ruler is in prison and they sort of turn the place into a mishmash of all of their Palaces), either on their own or in small groups, before meeting back up to try and get things back to normal.

Now before we get into Sae proper, we need to do a bit more background to catch you up on her history in this world.

At the beginning of the year, Makoto and Sae's father was still alive, and was a police captain heading the team assigned to bring in the Spider-Man. But while he eventually realizes that they're on the same side, and even helps Aaron and the team against the Shadow Possessed victims, in the end he dies, getting stabbed through the chest by Jack-o'-lantern (As in someone possessed by a Jack-o'-lantern/Pyro Jack, though an evolved version of it that was strengthened by Yaldabaoth to make it more akin to the comic book supervillain of the same name. He's got a sort of Grim Reaper vibe to him, including a gigantic scythe blade on one of his arms) taking a blow that was meant for Aaron.

This naturally scars Makoto pretty badly, since she saw it happen. And while she didn't see the event herself, Sae was no different. She and her father had grown a bit distant over the years, but she still loved and respected him greatly, so losing him really tore her up inside.

Seeing this as an opportunity, Shido pulled some strings to make it seem as though it was Spider-Man who killed Captain Niijima. After all, no one really knew what happened that night, only that the Captain was last seen chasing after the vigilante, and while he didn't use it often, Aaron was known to carry a knife, even if it had a completely different blade from the actual murder weapon.

So Sae, believing in the lies of the falsified autopsy report, began to hunt down the Phantom Spider like her life depended on it.

Over the course of the next few months, Makoto would encounter the symbiote, which led to her lashing out at everyone around her as it took advantage of rage and grief. This would include her sister, and while the team would get her to come to her senses, it would lead to Sae finding out that she not only knew, but worked alongside the Spider. And while she would forgive her for what she did while wearing the suit, that revelation would cause her to disown her younger sister, forcing Makoto to stay with Futaba and Sojiro until she could get her bearings again.

NOW back to our present crisis, despite the growing rift between the two, Makoto still cares deeply for her sister, and immediately rushes to her workplace to make sure she's okay. Only to find a casino standing in the place of the courthouse.

Makoto manages to infiltrate the place, searching desperately for Sae, only to find her on a sort of show stage, being held captive by her Shadow. She tries to free her but ends up getting caught, and is forced to relinquish her symbiote to keep her sister from harm.

Aaron, having just wrapped up dealing with all of his old villains and the Shadows of the Palace Rulers trying to break out of prison, gets word (somehow, I'm not quite sure yet. Maybe Futaba??) that Makoto has been captured, and despite how exhausted he is, he immediately rushes over to try to save her.

Now I'm not quite sure how to work this in, but an idea I had that I thought would make for a neat scene was if Shadow Sae, for some reason, forced the two sisters to do a duet of Whims of Fate (inspired by this cover of the song). Not really sure why, maybe she's just toying with them or something, but I really like the concept.

As this is going on, Aaron begins tearing through the casino, fighting through hoards of shadows, chucking roulette tables across rooms, smashing through walls. He's getting tired but he can't afford to wait even a second, not while Makoto's in danger.

He breaks into the show room, and the second Sae sees him (the man who she believes killed her father), she snaps. Her shadow immediately transforms into Leviathan and begins to tear into the Spider. Makoto seeing this as a chance to escape, trying to use the fight as a distraction to get Sae to safety and get her suit back.

But Sae refuses to move, just staring at the battle before her in silence, almost frozen, but not due to trauma of seeing the Spider again. She's seen him before, several times. No, she's rather torn. Part of her wants him to see justice, to be brought in for his crime and unmasked. But another part of her, the part her shadow embodies, just wants him dead, wants him to suffer like she had to. So she just... watches.

Makoto isn't satisfied with that, though. She tries again and again to get through to her sister, to get her away from here or to convince her that Aaron didn't do it, but nothing seems to work. All the while Aaron is fighting for his life, and he's losing. He's too worn out, and can barely keep up with Leviathan's onslaught of attacks.

Eventually, Makoto figures out that the only way she'll be able to get through is by confessing everything, recounting how she was there when their Dad died, how she saw him get stabbed through the chest to save Aaron, how he fought so hard to keep them all safe, how they did everything they could to save him but it wasn't enough. It's painful for her, to relive one of the worst moments of her life, but she can't let her sister keep lashing out at the wrong man.

It takes Sae a while to process this, unsure if she entirely believes it. But in the end, she decides to act, helping Makoto get her symbiote back and working with her to take down her shadow and get them all out of here.

This would eventually lead to her getting her Persona, though it wouldn't happen right away. She needs to confirm the lies for herself, and come to terms with just how close her darker half came to killing someone, and how she was content to just watch it happen. But at some point, either towards the end or after the Palace situation is resolved, she would awaken to her power (One of the only natural awakenings in the AU, because yeah the connection to the Metaverse is now so strong that Personas can manifest in reality without the serum) as the Wraith.

She'd be a sort of mix between Wraith from the comics and Daredevil (both OG and Electra flavours), using her Persona to induce fear in her enemies, as well as hard hitting physical and gun skills, twin stun batons which she can ricochet off walls like Daredevil's billy clubs, and Wraith's wrapping... thingies for swinging around or tying people up.

I'm not entirely sure what her Persona would be though. I've seen some people either give her a Transformer like Makoto, or turn Leviathan into her Persona, and while I feel like that last one has some potential, I also think she should have something more... original I guess?

I don't know, kinda just spitballing at this point. Most of this stuff is very loose and definitely still needs some work, but I think the general idea is solid.

But anyways, that's my concept. Someday I want to flesh out the rest of this arc, like have an actual explanation for the Palace thing as well as a resolution to it, plus all the little side stories that take place with the rest of the team (I'd love for Futaba to come across the Palace of a shut-in who's going through something similar to what she does in canon, and for Haru to take on Sugimura. Maybe even have Ann and Ryuji come help Aaron at the prison so they can team up to take down Kamoshida, since they weren't actually a part of that fight in this universe).

There's a lot of potential here, honestly.

But that's enough of my ramblings. Thanks for reading!

#ooc - out of costume; #au thoughts #phantom spider au #persona 5 spoilers #kinda?

[spellbook-gayboy]

20 with whoever you'd like :)

20.

"Y'know, there are a lot of situations that that phrase can be applied to, dear brother," Ian grumbled, "but one of the very few exceptions is the fact that you only managed to half-cut the rope that's still wrapped around the bloated corpse's neck."

"Okay, that's fair." Rex murmured in response. The corpse in question still dangled limply from its spot on the bare poplar tree, the thick yellow cord that served as a noose digging into swollen and purple flesh. A gentle wind set it in sway, the shiny white footwear attached to its feet occasionally clicking against each other. "Maybe we could find someone to help, or...?" The hero starts, his voice trailing into silence as something dawns upon him. His eyes, from behind the thick goggles, sweep the small backyard they find themselves in. "...where are we? Why are we doing this? This isn't a superhero thing, it's not even a 'Rex and Ian do crimes for fun' thing! Wha- why are we tryna cut down a body?! What the hell is going on?!"

Ian looks his brother over, recognising the expression that was currently stuck to his features. "Honestly, I'd ask the writer. Some of these prompts have been low-effort before, but this?" he declares, throwing his hands up in a display of useless frustration. "Thi-this is just a scene from Disco Elysium! Like a straight rip-off!"

"Disco... Elysium?" Rex questions. The specific combination of words rings empty in his mind, the two nouns sounding almost absurd next to one another. The gears within turn: could he be referring to some obscure police procedural from decades past, or a novel in his house's vast library? Perhaps something more current, like a film that just released in theatres, or even, God forbid, a trending topic on social media? Despite the absurdity, there is a pang of familiarity at the name, scratching at the edges of that pink wet sponge between his ears. He focuses, and focuses, until...

ENCYCLOPEDIA [Challenging: Success] - Disco Elysium is a video game, written and designed by the Estonian novelist Robert Kurvitz and a collective of fellow artists, musicians and creators, and is currently published by the games publishing company ZA/UM. It styles itself as a 'detective RPG', and features a distinctive painterly art direction, the brainchild of oil painter Aleksander Rostov. From what you've been able to recollect, there is also an apparent ongoing legal dispute between Kurvitz and shareholders of ZA/UM, and you have been advised several times to not the game legitimately, lest you contribute further to the practices of ZA/UM. The advice seems sound, and you already have the perfect method of pirating it on your games console. You will do it, once your curiosity tips you into morally justified piracy.

"Woah woah woah, stop that!"

I'm sorry?

"You! Yes, you! Listen here, Harry, putting us in a different setting is one thing, but subjecting my little brother to the game mechanics? Oh, you should be thanking your ancestors that I'm a fictional character, or I'd have ripped your fucking balls off by now!"

Okay, first of all, it's the new year, and I'm trying to spice up my writing a little. I'm sorry that being out of your comfort zone scares you, Ian, but you need to understand-

"I don't need to understand shit! Listen, Cape-Watch, the old man, everything up until now, completely fine! It's in-universe, so I don't have a problem with any of it! But this?! What's even the point? A funny reference? A fourth-wall break? Like, at least plan these out first!"

How am I supposed to plan these out? They're meant to be short little snippets where people can point and yell 'there's my little guy!' Nothing more than a little serotonin boost before the weekend. Were you expecting Shakespeare?

"Don't give me that! I've seen you write better than this, Harry! Don't you want to be... I don't know, a great writer? One of the greats of AO3, or whatever?"

Not really. Sometimes I write prose, and sometimes I write pigshit. At the end of the day, as long as I can still write, I'm happy. It's all words to me, Ian.

Ian sighs. He rubs exhaustedly at his brow, already tired of debating his creators' reasons for writing. "Fine, whatever makes you happy. Just take us home so I can wipe my own memory."

Rex was very confused by what he had just heard. "What the fuck."

#i hesitate to tag this as disco elysium cause of how little i actually referenced the game but. oh well #invincible #invincible show #invincible amazon #invincible oc #🔮🪄 #ian cantation #rex sloan #rex splode #my asks #naturallyahoe #writing prompt friday

[welldonebeca]

Trust Your Doctor

Summary: Nancy Sousa visits her gyno alone for the first time.

He opens her door to a whole new world.

Pairing: Sam x Nancy (OC), Dean x Nancy (OC)

Warnings: Doctor Sam, Nurse Dean. Posessive Sam. Tension. Virginity kink. Virginity loss. Someone is absolutely breaking an oath here. Dirty thoughts. Size difference. Size kink. Pining. Masturbation. Praising kink. Overstimulation. Multiple orgasms. Threesome. A little bit of breeding kink. Cockwarming. Daddy kink. Unsafe sex. 

Nancy squeezed her bra strap tightly as she waited for someone to call her name.

The front room was completely empty after the last lady - a pregnant woman - had gone in, and left over five minutes ago.

And yet, Nancy hadn't been called.

The room was in complete silence, so much that was just making her grow more anxious than ever before in her life.

This was the first time she was at Doctor Winchester's office alone. All times before, mum was just by her side.

Right now, though, she was going to go in alone. She was an adult, after all.

It was a little weird to have a male gynaecologist, but he was highly recommended by her mother's doctor, and was covered by her insurance.

After turning eighteen, she didn't feel the need to go back for quite some time. But now, she was thinking that maybe it was time to get on birth control. That meant that she needed to see her doctor again.

Doctor Samuel Winchester.

"Nancy Sousa?" she heard, and looked up quickly, finding a green-eyed man staring at her.

A nurse in blue scrubs was standing in front of her, looking at her with a little smile on his face.

"I'm Nurse Dean Winchester, are you Nancy Sousa?"

The little brunette's eyes stared at him in awe. She didn't know nurses ever came out this pretty.

"Uh..." she mumbled. "Where do I go?"

"I'll take you," Dean smiled.

She nodded slowly, a bit surprised.

Didn’t they have a specific person at the front desk for those things?

Why did the nurse have to come to get her?

And his name…

He threw her a look, and Nancy felt her face burning hot as she blushed.

"Call me Dean, sweetheart," he told her.

She nodded.

"Mister Dean," she corrected herself. "I've never seen you around before."

He raised his eyebrows at the question.

"I'm new," he told her. "Got the job because of my brother, Doctor Samuel."

She looked down at her own hands. Of course. To be this good-looking, he had to be related to doctor Winchester.

"He told me about you," he said, sounding like he was smirking. "You're even prettier than I thought."

Nancy looked at him with wide eyes, surprised and flustered.

"I'd stare at your pussy for free, and Sammy is paid to do that," he chuckled. "Lucky guy."

She choked on her saliva, shocked, but before Nancy could say anything about it, the door to the doctor's office opened, revealing doctor Winchester.

"Thank you, Dean," Samuel said quickly. "Come in, Miss Sousa. I was waiting for you."

Nancy stepped through the door with her face still on fire, and sat down quickly in front of the large white desk in the room.

"I hope I didn't make you wait too long," Doctor Winchester shot her a charming smile.

"Not really," she mumbled. "Uh... the nurse...."

"My brother," he pressed his lips together, looking bothered. "He didn't get the memo that he doesn't have quite that charming of a personality."

She giggled a little, and Sam grinned.

"I suppose your mother is waiting outside?" he asked, writing something down on his computer.

Nancy shook her head, pushing her hair behind her ears.

"No, sir, it's just me today," she mumbled.

Doctor Sam hummed a confirmation.

"Of course," he said simply. "A young woman like you needs her privacy."

She nodded, agreeing. It was a little scary to do this, but he was right. She was an adult now, and should consider herself and be treated as such.

"Alright," he looked away from the screen. "Is there anything you're worried about? Any pain, any lump?"

Nancy shook her head.

"And your period?"

"As regular as always," she assured him.

He hummed positively again.

"Any pain during sex I should be worried about?"

She shook her head.

"No pain and no sex," she mumbled.

He hummed a little, looking a little intrigued.

Nancy waited for him to say something about that. It was normal, right, for her doctor to be asking her about her sex life? He was her gyno, after all.

"But I'm dating someone," she said, a little too quickly. "And I may need birth control. Soon."

Doctor Samuel raised his eyebrows, and though he was wearing a mask, Nancy could see he was surprised.

"Well, it is very wise and smart of you to come to me before you do it," he said, finally.

Nancy exhaled, forcing herself to relax.

"Yeah, I... I wanted to make sure I'm doing the right thing," she mumbled.

Doctor Samuel nodded.

"And are you sure you know what you're doing?" he asked. "That you want to do it?"

Nancy frowned, looking at him, though it was hard to read his expression under the mask.

Why was he wearing a mask? Wasn't she supposed to be seeing his face before the physical exam?

"I... I don't know?" she stuttered.

He rested his hands on the desk between them, and she couldn't help noticing how big they were.

"How long have you known this guy?" he asked. "I mean, I suppose it is a guy, that is the only sort of relationship that demands you to get birth control."

She nodded, a little embarrassed.

Yes, it was a guy. She had been dating him since before graduation, she trusted him a lot now, he was both her friend and a really good boyfriend.

"I mean, it's been almost a year?" she answered, confused. "It's enough right?"

Doctor Sam sighed, moving to the computer again and writing something down.

"And do you want the pill, an IUD..." he listed. "Maybe an implant?"

Nancy looked in his eyes, realising he wasn't so sure about the last one.

"Which one is quicker?" she mumbled.

"The pill," he told her. "It's the one I recommend the most for someone in your age group."

She nodded slowly.

"You know, it is the most comfortable one in terms of pain and management..." he listed.

That made her frown, confused.

"Pain?" she asked.

Sam confirmed, looking a little worried.

"Well, you know... The insertion and the adjustment period of the IUD and the implant are really hurtful," he told her.

"Oh," she sighed.

Nancy sat back in her seat.

"And with the pill, you just have to remember to take it every day," he said, looking like he was smiling with the way his eyes were squeezed.

She nodded, and he chuckled.

"And if you forget, you'll get a little bum in the oven," he giggled.

Her cheeks heated up in response, and Nancy clenched her hands at the hem of her dress.

"I should put on my gown," she realised.

Doctor Samuel nodded.

“You can go behind the curtain,” he told her. “I’ll just write you a prescription and meet you there in a minute.”

Nancy shot him a confused look, but hurried up when he raised her an eyebrow.

She distinctly remembered how he usually left the room and only came back once her mother told him she was ready. Maybe undressing behind the curtain was the norm, and he was just trying to accommodate mum before?

The short brunette tried to be quick, undressing in a hurry while she listened to him typing something down in his computer, and put the ugly gown on before folding her dress and underwear, placing them on the chair.

“Are you ready, Miss Sousa?” he asked, and she could see his silhouette as her doctor rose from his seat.

Nancy’s eyes widened once she saw him on his feet. She had never realised how tall and strong he was before.

"Yes, sir."

She watched as he walked around the door and took the things that were supposed to keep her feet up, and swallowed down, a little nervous.

Doctor Winchester slowly pulled the side of the curtain facing the wall open, and looked at her with soft and sweet eyes.

“Lay down, please.”

 . . . 

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[pennylanefics]

48, 45, with josh but separate!!

45. “i don’t remember a fight or a reason, so what happened? why did we break up?”

48. “he was totally checking you out!”

-

tonight was going to be the first night that you and josh were going to be in the same room since your break-up. it was danny's birthday, so you two were going to have to at least be civil with one another.

the party was being held at a local bar, so people could come and go as they please, but this also meant that there would be other people there not apart of the party.

you arrived rather early, just to see danny before he got so overcrowded with people wanting to celebrate him and buy him drinks. you were also planning on leaving early.

however, the kiszka's had the same plan as you, to arrive early, though they were there to start drinking as soon as the party began.

you managed to avoid josh pretty well, staying in the farthest point of the round booth, and he stayed at a table nearby.

"i'm gonna go get a drink," you say to danny. him and a couple other people let you out of the booth and you walk past the table where josh and jake sit, chatting with friends.

josh watches you, longingly, but you completely ignore him. you head to the bar and quickly order your favorite drink, but you feel a pair of eyes on you. and they're not josh's.

there was a young man, around your age, very handsome, watching you from the table directly across from josh. because he still has love for you, josh takes notice of this.

feeling the gaze, you turn around and find the man gazing at your backside, and you just smile at him.

the bartender comes back with your drink and you go to walk back to the booth, but josh jumps up in front of you.

"can i talk with you outside?" he asks. you grimace at him and look over his shoulder at danny, noticing you and josh now talking, but josh doesn't wait for an answer.

he grabs your arm, not too hard but just enough, and brings you out of the bar. some of your drink had spilled onto your hand, and you shake it off.

"you're buying me a new drink," you complain. josh groans and you stare up at him. "what is wrong with you?"

"that guy in there! he was totally checking you out!" you can't help but laugh, he glares in response.

"why do you care? we're not together anymore, remember?" he crosses his arms.

“i don’t remember a fight or a reason, so what happened? why did we break up?” your face suddenly drops and you look to the ground. "i never got the closure i needed, so tell me what happened."

you don't say anything, worried about his reaction.

"hey," he whispers, coming closer to you.

"i...i couldn't deal with the talk surrounding us." his eyebrows furrow together in confusion.

"what talk?"

"rumors upon rumors, people saying that you were seen out with other girls, fans saying how much they hate me and they wish you were dating someone else. they'd name someone specific, i would go searching for her on social media, and the thoughts of you leaving me for her would fill my mind. i couldn't deal with it anymore. i trusted you more than anything, but i couldn't deal with the fans talking like that."

josh's eyes soften as you finally express your feelings. he wants to so badly reach out and hold you in is arms, saying that it will be okay. but he knows that the break up is still raw.

"why didn't you just tell me that, hun?" the nickname cracks your heart, you remember how much you loved the nickname and the way it falls from his lips.

"because i didn't want you to think i didn't trust you. i did, but every single day, going onto social media, i was bombarded with tweets and posts about how you should be dating someone else, and i couldn't deal with it anymore."

he steps a little closer to you and caresses your cheek hesitantly. you lean into his touch and close your eyes.

"can we maybe try things again? or can we at least go on a date to talk things through a little more?' you open your eyes to see a hopefull look on his face.

"i'd really like that, josh."

#loisagraduate blurb event #jmk

[jaimebluesq]

deep fic writer asks: 1, 9, 17, 19 :D

1. what's the fic you're most proud of?

You're gonna love this one - the completed fic I'm proudest of is Reality is Overrated - the one I did to fill your Man Who Has Everything prompt. It was such a great idea to begin with and inspired me immediately, and so many elements just came together naturally. There are lines I still giggle over (e.g. JZXun saying "what did I do to deserve this" and NHS going "Shall I make you a list? Well..." and drunkenly ticks items off on his fingers), and the ending gave that last bit of bittersweetness that offset the return to the canon world with its dead Da-ge and revenge plot. I'm just really proud of what I did with it :D

9. what's your writing process like?

There can be some variation on pre-writing aspects - if I'm filling a prompt/doing an exchange/challenge/something specific, then I try to at least make an outline with points I'd like to touch on (point-form), particularly if there are required elements (I also do this sometimes if I'm writing something that has lots of pieces of information, like OC names and plot elements, etc etc). But whether I outline or not, the one consistent thing about my writing process is that I write linear - as in, I don't skip ahead to write a scene further down the line (I tried doing that with a 5+1 type fic and it was hard to get back into the earlier parts). Even with an outline, I always try to give myself some leeway - when in the middle of a scene, things sometimes go in a direction I didn't expect, so I need to be flexible enough to go with the flow. Other than that, I've found that youtube playlists are great to have in the background - there are some "deep focus" types that I've found pretty useful.

17. What’s the best engagement/interaction/feedback you’ve received from someone who’s read your work?

I think what hits most in feedback is when people pick up on something I've worked hard on but that may not necessarily get noticed by most. Examples:

My first MDZS/CQL fic (Portraits of Qinghe) had me worried about starting in a new fandom, and the first response was a long comment where the person talked about many of their favourite things in the story, one of which was the set of advisors (OCs) I had created - I'd worked so hard on them, it meant a lot to have that noticed, and it meant so much that my first fic in the fandom was so well-received.

In "Winning the Game", I tried really hard to write the story in a way that you really don't know if the OC Wen character was genuinely kind or just acting that way (because the not knowing was supposed to make NHS' actions hit hard), and it meant a lot when some of those who commented talked about the ambiguity I'd worked so hard to create.

When a certain person noticed how I started the first paragraph of every (with 1 exception) Murder Tortoise fic - actually, "New Shell, Old Tricks" was so much of that for me, it's like I felt my fics were so seen because of all the little things you found to add in there, just wonderful and had me happily over the moon for quite a while :D

19. If you could write an ideal fic, what would it include?

Great dialogue - I just LOVE writing dialogue, getting into a character's head to find their voice

Plot - I genuinely love a plotty fic, the more elements the better - I especially love political elements, and with CQL/MDZS, the Jianghu politics are a fertile ground for plots

Good characterizations with insights into how the characters act/think

Romance - I just think it's neat ;) But it has to be genuine and not forced, organic in how it develops (and sex scenes are nice but not required - sometimes they disrupt the flow or mess with the tone)

Relationships - Not just romantic, but friends and family as well (e.g. I write so much NHS that it wouldn't be an ideal fic without NMJ and some sort of observation on the Nie bros' relationship)

Humour - doesn't have to be the focus, but there needs to be some humour to break up the heavier scenes

A satisfying conclusion

I've talked a few times about this epic SangCheng fic I've been working on for a year now, and it actually has all the elements (except for the satisfying conclusion because I'm not there yet - actually, now that I think about it, Reality is Overrated has them as well) - if I finish it and perfect it through editing, it would def. be my magnum opus.

Thank you as always for the ask!!!

[twotwinks]

p3 and M, I, N, A, T, O :)

this made me smile so much it's so smart i love you

M - Say something genuinely nice about a ship that you don’t ship (or its shippers, or anything related to you)

while i may not be into it, i will say the ryominas popped off with the aesthetics. everything that i've ever seen for those two absolutely fucks, even the sweet fluffy stuff that isn't meant to look cool is so chef's kiss thematically. if i were to ship them i'd be eating good

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why

.....that being said, ryomina also happens to be one of the very few tags i have blacklisted on tumblr dskhld the ryominas are just too prolific. every other p3 post i see is about these bitches (affectionate) i see cool art of minato and thanatos and think ooh this fucks and then i see the tags and discover that it's also meant to be ryomina and i'm like aw man. Every Time!

also unrelated to p3 but ace attorney

N - Name three things you wish you saw more of in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)

minato's hair drawn correctly (i.e. not symmetrical or so aggressively parted that you can't tell it's supposed to be hanging over his eye)

the protagonists together! i see a lot of matching art of them but i don't really see them actually being together often. i love to see them all hanging out i think they should all be bestest friends. as an extension of this, i also want to see more bankita of course. and more specifically of minato and minako together, especially as twins because that's my jam

more art of minato and thanatos that isn't meant to be ryomina akjds i don't say this to be hostile i just think thanatos's design fucks and i want to be able to interact with art of him without encroaching into a space i don't belong

A - Your current OTP(s)/OT3(s)/OTX(s)

bankita! bankita forever raaaaaah! they make me craaaaazy send help. i think i've probably already said everything i need to say about them multiple times over but i just really like them a whole lot. i've even started to drift away from souyo, which was my main ship involving yu, in favor of this one. it's also my only ship involving minato who is my favorite so i guess it gets priority dfkljhd

i'm also quite fond of akishinji, and it's even better if you throw minako in the mix! it's not an ot3 i was expecting to have, but her romance routes with both of them are really sweet and i already shipped them together, so. i was happy to find that there's at least a few other people out there who ship them too!

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending, about anything at all (gender identity, sexual or romantic orientation, extended family, sexual preferences like top/bottom/switch, relationship with poetry, seriously anything)

i'm not really aggressive about my headcanons dhkld they're headcanons for a reason. that being said i guess i did try to start a fight with p3re's first cutscene for making a minor change to minato's reaction to the dark hour which didn't work as well with my headcanon that he believes the dark hour to be a series of hallucinations and nightmares. he does actually have recurring nightmares too, the dark hour just doesn't happen to be one of them. i'm writing a whole fic about this, please wait warmly.

O - Choose a song at random, which ship or character does it remind you of

this one's mean. do i like put my spotify on shuffle or what.

untranslated liz triangle song...a minute-long reprise from a musical...an instrumental from a different musical...sappy country song that i could probably apply to a ship but is too generic to hit right...greensleeves...oh alright here we go

this one isn't quite as perfect as some other kairiki bear songs like heart nonsense and batten but i will say it's very baby minato core. to me. i dunno i think a lot about how none of his relatives ever wanted to keep him for very long and what that must have been like for him as a little kid. more thoughts about this will also appear in the aforementioned fic!

#mt answers #thank you for enabling me as always! love getting to talk about my boy 💚 #persona 3 #badgerhuan #roch

[numberonetrashwitch]

My Tav's, Screenshots & Tidbids

(random collection of things that bring me joy or make me think)

Contains Spoilers from the game, none too specific as im trying to keep this entertainable to all, but as their are screenshots of the game, you might wanna consider.

CW: Cannonical Violence, implied domestic abuse, Greek mythology, light nudity, heavy emotions, Murder, Body horror

Neym (finished)

chaotic good, Druid, Woodelf, Outlander the Lost Soul of Tethyr, Savior of Spawn, the undying Light Romance - Spawn Astarion

The youngest of three, Neym was an optimistic, curious little thing that sought out the world to hone her skills. But she got more than she bargained for, when she was abducted. The events of the story left her drained, she laughed a lot less, she talked a lot less. But she was happy; the happiest she could've been after all her eyes had seen.

"Love is ... a mystery, right? One moment you're out, exploring the world searching for your fill, next you'll find yourself an autumn picker, content with plums. We fought, for our lives, for our freedom, ... to walk hand in hand in the sun again. I thought i'd never find something i love more than nature itself, but truly, I was mad; mad in love for him, and equally, mad at the world which sentenced him to a life in the shadows. But for him, my pale moon, I'd challenge the rest of the gods... we will find a way... we have to..." - Her last Diary Entry. Astarion wrote below; I am greateful for your sacrifice, my undying light. Thanks to you, I shall savour any day anew.

Acheron (finished)

chaotic evil, Sorcerer, Tiefling, Haunted one (Dark Urge) the Horn of Bhaal, the bloodless Consort, the left Hand of Evil Romance - ascendend Astarion

A smiling paragon of evil, once the most feared man in all Baldurs Gate, but now a stumbling mess, left without memory but all the more yearning for murder once more. Slowly his memories trickled back until Acheron knew that he was meant to be Bhaals chosen and the one who rule over the Absolute. It was his destiny, but Acheron didn't want to be a pawn of fate anymore.

A feeling Astarion knew all to well. The pale elf admired Acherons desire for blood, as it rivaled his own. But in the end, Acheron handed over everything, including his own body and mind, to his elven lover. Knowing he could never leave, but not desiring to.

Astarion: "my dear, i have failed to ask you before, but... why did you help me? You could have taken all that power for yourself" Acheron: "because you impressed me; most of my victims didn't even take a fraction of the abuse you faced, but you were still dead-set on risking even the bit of freedom you were offered to have it all. Even though you were .. so afraid" Astarion: "...impressed?" Acheron: "I wanted to make sure you'll never fear anything ever again. Not other vampires, nor gods, not even me." Astarion: "but darling, i have never been afraid of you..." Acheron: "...no, you were afraid that i'd leave. So i allowed you to turn me into your spawn, be ... your's - forever"

Dhaunae (ongoing)

neutral good, Monk, Lolth-sworn Drow, Noble the unlikely Hero, the Redemption of Mezobarrenzan Romance - Wyll

"Timid" is usually not a word you'd use to describe a drow, but Dhaunae wasn't your typical drow. She was highborn, expected to marry one of the few men that had a say in the otherwise matriarchal drow society, but knew that that would be the death of her. With not a single coin to her name, she fled to the surface - and of course be met with weary eyes and uneasy steps. But then there was Theo, a human, a monk of Ilmater - a tall and imposing-looking fellow, who offered her some food. It wasn't long before Dhaunae joined his order, aiming to become a protector of the weak, though knowing that Faerûn wasn't ready to be saved by a Drow.

She admired Wyll -Blade of Frontiers- the man who'd had been saving the Sword Coast over and over, and fell for him the moment she laid her eyes on his. When Wyll was turned into a fiend for sparing Karlach, Dhaunae was there to him, to remind him he could still be a hero, while thinking to herself that she couldn't. It was as if Wyll read her mind, thanking her softly but made sure he encouraged Dhaunae whenever her heart faultered. Both inched closer to the other, until Wyll asked her to dance, in the Moonlight.

After the events of the game, Wyll and Dhaunae married, but didn't stay too long in Baldurs Gate. Too many stares when they sauntered down the streets, besides, true hero's never rest - right?

Orion (ongoing)

true neutral, Ranger, Wood Elf, Criminal the Scorpion of Dawn, the Hunter of the Absolute Romance - Minthara

"Necessity is the mother of invention" Orion chuckled, his head cocked to the side. His smile betraying that his comment was more than just a nice proverb to rely on when you're in dire straights. It had been his life's anthem, though not by chance. You see, Orion's parents knew he was cunning and talented, so they took their chances to offer him a better life. Leaving the countryside of the heartlands for Baldurs Gate, but barely making it to Rivington.

Orions' smile fleeing from his face, just as he had to flee. He always had to. The smell of cold ash and burning houses rippling through his mind as he tries to supress the memory. It isn't very effective, but enough to place a new, a constructed smile onto his lips "speaking off necessity - you guys know i am a wanted man?"

"You are? and i thought i was the only wanted man in this camp" Astarion said, half-jokingly, a signature smile on his lips as well. He was met with silence, and a piercing stare "Oh, ... you.. you mean you have a bounty on your head?"

Orion nods, he hated to admit the fact, but if their path truly lead them to Baldurs Gate, it's better to face the truth now. The faces of his companions betrayed how this silly little revelation changed their perception of him; Gale being utterly excited, though, in equal measure, appalled. Wyll frowning, gripping his rapier as a silent warning. Astarion being amused, intrigued almost, as if he was only now able to understand why Orion could tread as silently as him. Lae'zel's mimic was the hardest to grasp, but even she looked violently dissaproving.

The tone for the evening has been set, and so the red haired one started talking. His companions eagerly clinging to every word. About the night they reached Rivington, how they and other newcomers were welcomed into a house, helped with food and water and left peacefully sleeping for the night. Until some thugs locked the doors and set the house ablaze. From then on, Orion had no where to go and needed to fend for himself, joining the Thief-guild and doing odd-jobs to keep himself fed. He grew rather successful, quickly changing into a skilled head-hunter until one of his jobs went awry. He was to assassinate an obnoxiously unwitted noble who couldn't pay his dues, while exploiting poor workers. So Orion did as he was told, but in the midst of it all, his hood slipped and exposed not just the flaming red tresses of his hair, but his face all together. He still drew his bow, and skillfully plunged a poisened arrow in the heart of the noble before running off.

Soon the whole city guard of Baldurs Gate were hot on his trail. They had seen him and wouldn't leave a stone unturned. So he fled the city. If you're already charged with assassination (amongst various other, more petty criminal acts) poaching isn't such a big of a deal - right?

Corentine (ongoing)

lawful neutral, Tempest Domain Cleric, Human, Acolyte the silent Storm, the Tempest of Mercy, the Thorn of Talos Love Interest - Gale

"We would be gods if we wouldn't have to die"

Corentine has seen her fair share of battles; not just those in which people die, but those that you'd fight within yourself. She remembers, almost fondly, how she had to go out in the pouring rain to save her little brother. He had run off, in secret, scared by the howling winds and the thundering voices above. By the time anyoone noticed, he had already been too far gone, but Corentine didn't relent. She was running, screaming, bellowing, almost louder than the storm did. Only stopping, once the girl came entirely out of breath. She scanned her surroundings, teary-eyed, but only saw a ball of blue forming, not ten feet from her, and it roared.

"Quick, turn or you might get burned"

Her legs gave in first, before her consciousness faded.

Suddenly Corentine found herself riding on a pale horse, feeling simulaneously too hot, too cold and entirely weightless. Below her, the vast expanse of Faerûn and thick, bellowing clouds. The Girl gasped, fearfully grabbing hold of what she could - but only finding a tuft of the pale horses hair, and ... a scary looking whip. Panic arose. Her breath quickened. She cracked the whip, hoping to stop the horse, but the sound of the whip, a gutteral scream and the noise of cracking bone, was enough to destroy that glimmer of hope. She felt herself aging rapidly, her hair growing, her teeth falling out, her skin wrinkling, falling off, only to appear young again, yet strangely glowing. Her hair turned into billowing smoke, then to clouds, and then to lightning. Her eyes went dark.

When Corentine came to, there was no brother, no horse, not even her parents. Laying in a bed that was far too comfortable to be her own. The girls eyes watering, hurting, and not working properly, she uttered a weak "help... please!" though only then recognized that her ears were almost deafned. But then a kind touch, a hand on hers - a spark of hope. It took days until the involuntary shakes in her body died down, her sight and hearing recovered. But the small, tree-looking burn in the middle of her chest still hurt. The people of this place, all entirely clad in black and white robes with one eye covered, called this a sign from their god, and Corentine agreed when she saw what became of her homestead. Thus she joined a secret order of Talos, god of storms, fury and destruction.

Years later, Corentine had grown into a capable fighter, and even more capable leader. Quickly she became battle hardened, yet remained soft-spoken and wild-hearted. With confidence as her first line of self defense, she knew how to tear apart someone with her eyes only, yet only using her weapons if it absolutely required it.

When she woke at the edge of a sandbank, somewhere along the sword-coast she took it in stride, while her companions complained. Though still flocking to her, for guidance, leadership, and in Gale's Case, seeing if this Lady is even remotely capable of smiling.

Notes:

I am not a writer, just someone who loves acting, aspiring to be a voice actor and i have a hyperactive mind.

English is my second language, please keep that in mind.

Please let me know if you liked any of my stories, if you have any ideas, or felt influenced to start your seventeeth playthrough.

these are my personal headcannons / stories for my tavs

#long post #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #non-witchy #astarion #baldurs gate #baldurs gate astarion #spoiler #bg3 astarion #baldurs gate wyll #bg3 gale #baldurs gate gale #wyll ravengard #gale dekarios #astarion ancunin #my personal tav story #tav x astarion #tav x gale #tav x wyll #tav x minthara #minthara #baldurs gate 3 minthara #headcannon #backstory #oc backstory #oc lore

[tripleyeeet]

Hello!! It is me 💿 anon coming to ask you about the playlists of your newest fic! I saw you have ones for each character and was wondering if you have specific lyrics/songs that helped you develop each character? All the playlists that are out so far and fab btw!

WARNING: LONG POST AHEAD

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💿 anon, my beloved!

first off, omg thank you!! second, yes, of course there's lots of character inspo that revolves around music! i find a lot of the time my fics come from song lyrics and sort of sprout from there —prey included. the whole fic was based around these lyrics from the neighbourhood’s song of the same name:

something is off, i can't explain you know what i mean, don't you? something i saw, or something i did that made me like this could you help me?

obviously i can’t go too into detail because that’ll spoil the fic but the lyrics definitely encompass avis and loki’s relationship as a whole. in the story they both feel sort of cast aside by the people they’re meant to be closest to and because of that, find a lot of comfort in one another during moments of solitude.

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for loki, i have a whole playlist of songs that remind me of him but for prey specifically one song comes to mind that i definitely lean towards when forming his psyche/how others perceive him. that song being they don’t want by electric wire hustle.

pretty much the whole song is very prey-esque but specifically the first verse i think really encapsulates the overall first impression loki gets from most of the team:

all around this town people stop and stare i can feel their eyes upon me see it in the face, there's nobody there i've felt that look before they don't want me here

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moving onto avis who, despite some subtle differences is still very similar to loki. they’re both lonely and stubborn and frankly, quite broken but are also in this constant state of trying to showcase themselves as essentially perfect individuals. they force others to perceive themselves as capable of dealing with anything when really they're just these fragile little guys who want to be loved.

that being said, a lot of loki songs definitely overlap but honestly i find avis to be a bit more vengeful? basically, in the story she has this level of externalized rage that loki tends to hide away rather than release, making her overall character a bit more brash as you might be able to hear in the playlist.

overall, i'd say there are two main songs that really brought avis's character to life. the first being destruction by joywave which i think is a good example of her relationship with SHIELD and how she consistently feels threatened by it's presence.

oh my god, there's nobody who can set me right i've been sent to torch the palace down in broad daylight i wanna know who you told 'til they're all laying on the floor frozen to the core i wanna know who you told till it's nobody anymore

moving on to the second one: stuck on the puzzle by alex turner is definitely a song that connects to both loki and [redacted]. not really a spoiler but both parties are very interested in avis for different reasons. and although the lyrics are very romantic in nature i kind of feel like they apply to both relationships in their own unique ways? if that makes sense?

nobody i asked knew how he came to be the one to whom you surrendered

any man who wasn't led away into the other room stood pretending

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which finally brings me to [redacted] who i've gotten a lot of inquiries about. for obvious reasons i can't tell you a whole lot about them but just know they're essentially a deity that a particular group within the fic worship.

that being said, a lot of the songs that inspired their character are mostly just vibes. not a lot of songs contain a ton of words aside from desire - slowed by hucci which is a pretty on the nose description of how [redacted]'s seen by everyone outside of their group.

i wanna breathe into your well see, i gotta hunt you i gotta bring you to my hell

and yeah, that's it! i know it's a lot read and very ramble-y, so if you took the time to read this, thank you! i had a lot of fun answering!! :)

#prey #behind the scenes #wip #loki laufeyson fan fic #loki laufeyson playlist #character playlist

[myrulia]

"You two are dating?" - Michikatsu x Reader

SECRET DATING HEADCANONS

COLLAB

.｡.:*✧Synopsis: You and Michikatsu are secretly dating in college, mainly to not attract attention from both his brother and a certain horny friend of his. How will you react when you are caught?

.｡.:*✧Warnings: Small smut

.｡.:*✧[A/N]: This is my part of the Secret/Fake dating collab by @httptamaki, a Modern!AU with our favorite Kimetsu No Yaiba twins!

➢ How you two started dating? Well you met back in High School and that’s where things started to prosper

➢ Michikatsu was a generally well known man with your classmates, and even had a few girls crushing on him and his twin brother, Yoriichi, due to their scarily good looks

➢ Both twins were scarily attractive and that intimidated you at first, especially during high school

`` Have you seen the Tsugikuni brothers today?! They look so good! I tried asking Yoriichi out today but his attention was else where! `` You were off somewhere in the corner of a class, speaking with a close friend of yours about something completely unrelated until all eyes were on you, for Michikatsu Tsugikuni approached you.

➢ Obviously, you were surprised - no, appalled at how a Tsugikuni wanted your attention

➢ That was the day he confessed his own little crush on you whilst being on the roof of the school. How could you not accept? You also had taken a liking to the attractive raven haired male and saying no would be similar to jumping off the same roof where you admitted your feelings

➢ That's when worry set in

➢ All types of girls, boys, and theys liked them both, and constantly thirsted over the two while claiming "they're mine!" It was immature to say the least, but entertaining to see their feelings not get reciprocated from one of them

`` What if by saying we are together, they would start attacking me on purpose? Or saying hurtful things out of spite? `` You inquired with worry laced in your tone. Michikatsu took your hand in his, expressing his own idea. `` I know this might not seem like the best idea, but we do not have to openly tell people we are together, it can be our secret. ``

➢ And that's how your secret relationship started

➢ Of course, you had your worries, but seeing as how your relationship even made it to college due to it starting in your senior year of high school, they all simply washed away

➢ It was actually not as hard as you made it out to be to hide your relationship. During your first year of college, you knew not to act too close, but instead as acquaintances who simply knew each other back in high school

➢ Yet, even though some females who also went to high school with you recognized you as the girl who got asked out by Michikatsu, they did not cause any problems surprisingly enough

➢ Now, you're probably asking how you got caught? Oh boy...

➢ During your second year of college, Yoriichi and Michikatsu started living off campus in their own home that you were excited to learn of from your lover who happily shared the news to you when you both were alone in your dorm

➢ Around that same time, Professor Muzan Kibutsuji, the one teacher you loath the most for always favoring other students and failing to hide it, assigned a group project of 5 for your classroom, and to your luck, you were put in a group with not only the twins, but Douma and Shinobu

➢ You were friends with Shinobu, but not so much with Douma. The male would constantly tease you, trying to get your number at any given second while you were put together at a different table to brainstorm ideas for said project

`` Sooo..~ What are we doing for the project hm? Maybe we should exchange numbers so that we can converse more afterwards. `` Douma's suggestion did not go unnoticed by everyone, who automatically knew what he meant by the wink he directed in your attention. Shinobu, who thankfully also hated the male, slapped him silly upside his head.

➢ Michikatsu, who absolutely despised him, always struggled to hide a specific vein that would pulse on his neck that hinted clear signs of aggravation, but unfortunately, you two were just not ready to openly express your relationship

➢ After the class and the slap hurricane Shinobu laid upon Douma, Yoriichi invited the group to their house, and you being excited that you could finally come over, said yes a little too quickly

➢ Thankfully, it did go unnoticed by everyone, so your nerves were relaxed

`` I'd love to, but I have plans with a special lady that weekend, so unfortunately I cannot make it, maybe Shinobu ca- `` ``I cannot make it either, but [Y/N] can and she'll text me the ideas anyways, have fun, `` was all the biology major female said before turning on her heel and leaving swiftly.

➢ Now having plans set in motion, you waited patiently for the weekend to arrive, and when it did, you were beyond ecstatic

➢ That's where everything went down hill

➢ Thanks to the directions messaged to you by Michikatsu, you made it to their estate with no issues. You were nervous and excited at the same time. It was impossible to not feel such ways when this is the first official time you would be in the private space of your boyfriend

➢ He had also given you a key to entering was not a problem, but what you did not expect to see was your boyfriend standing there and waiting for you

`` Yoriichi isn't going to be home this evening, so I figured we could come up with our own project instead, `` Michikatsu said with a fire ablaze in his eyes as he grew closer to you. The gaze itself caused shivers to emit from your spine once your brain registered at what he was suggesting, and you could not lie, the idea had you wet already.

➢ Obviously you and the raven haired male had slept together a plethora amount of times before, most times leaving you sore and having to suck it up and pretend nothing happened during classes while he sat proudly knowing he was the reason

➢ In a matter of seconds you both are now in his bedroom, you beneath him and him leaving butterfly kisses up and down your neck until his lips latch onto yours again, all the while getting you undressed

➢ Let's skip a little ahead because you know what happens here ;)

➢ By time Michikatsu is already balls deep within your wet depths and thrusting into you like no tomorrow, Yoriichi entered around that time with confusion plastered on his face upon hearing banging against a wall as well as another noise he could not quite decipher

➢ The confused twin trailed up the stairs until he knocked onto Michikatsu's room door, expecting an answer but instead all he heard was an audible moan of his brother's name

➢ The poor look on his face once he learns what his brother and his girlfriend is doing

➢ At that point he is fed up of being overheard so he bursts into the room, although he did not think the entire plan through because now he got the open sight of you having your legs wrapped around Michikatsu's waist, his hands interlocked with yours, as well as the evident sight of both your naked and sweaty bodies

➢ Needless to say, he was traumatized

`` Get out and knock!, `` your lover would say as he throws a pillow at the swiftfully exiting male who looked beyond apologetic. `` I did knock! You were too loud! `` At that point you were beyond red, trying to process the entire situation that just unfolded. Your relationship had finally been known.

➢ Michikatsu immediately pulled out of you, cleaning the both of your bodies of any mess (mainly cum and sweat but shh)

➢ Once you both were clean and fully dressed, your boyfriend carried you bridal style out of his bedroom to a certain twin brother that was waiting impatiently in the living room for an explanation as to why he just saw his partner and twin sleeping together

➢ Now, as the three of you were sitting in the living room, you and your lover being even redder than tomatoes, waited for whatever Yoriichi had to say

`` Now, I do not mind if two consenting adults are having one night stands, but can you explain to me as to why you decided to have such loud sex? `` You completely flushed at his explicit words, but also thankful for the fact that he was utterly clueless about your relationship, although it was about time to come clean. `` Yoriichi, I am sorry you had to come home and see that, but there is something we need to tell you..- `` `` You two are dating? ``

➢ Now at that point, you fully died

➢ Seeing as how you have been silent the entire time and left Michikatsu to say everything, you decided to speak up

`` Yes we're together Yoriichi. We have been together for a long time, since high school actually. We've been in a relationship since then and I apologize for not saying anything. ``

➢ Now that the news was out to the one who deserved to know the most, he was much more understanding and even excited about his older brother finding the love of his life

➢ But the next day, things were real embarrassing

➢ You and Michikatsu were extremely silent at your group table during Professor Kibutsuji's class. Obviously Shinobu's observant self took note of this, along with how you did not send her any of the "ideas" you came up with

➢ Shinobu, Douma, and Yoriichi all stared at the two of you, who were now sitting beside each other and being reddened messes at the news you are about to drop on the observers who were starting to get impatient

➢ You've been secretly dating for years and now that the truth is about to come out, it felt gut wrenching to say the least

`` My brother and [Y/N] have something they'd like to say, `` Yoriichi started so that the topic could get a move on and everyone could get a good grade by getting it over with and working on the project. `` Well..- `` said Michikatsu. `` [Y/N] and I are together, and we have been since high school. We were in a secret relationship. ``

➢ Douma being the fucker he is definitely busted out laughing, holding his stomach as tears formed in his eyes

➢ Shinobu on the other hand stared wide eyed, refusing to believe that she could not realize you both were together for such a long time

➢ Although Yoriichi had a proud smile on his face in view of the fact that the news was already out

➢ But due to the prying ears of many around you, some began staring at your table, the secret was now out and you couldn't do anything about it

➢ Even though, you both were happy knowing you no longer had to hide the happiness you two brought each other, as well as now Michikatsu does not have to worry about Yoriichi anymore, for now he will fuck you if he feels like it, give you attention if he feels like it, and get attention himself if he feels like it.

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