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karasunology · 4 years

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⸙ ˚₊ ➷ KUROO TETSUROU & KOZUME KENMA BEING A DAD HEADCANONS ! ❞

✎ . . . all those dad headcanons are making me so SOFT 🥺✨🥺 do you think you could make some for kuroo, akaashi and atsumu as dads if u haven’t done them already??

❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞

✎ . . . i'm happy that your requests are open ! and for dad headcanons?? i am right here to serve my braincells for you ma'am. what about dad! sugawara & kenma? thank you in advance 🤓😘

❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞

-ˏˋ ➶ character(s) ━ kuroo tetsurou & kozume kenma <3

[ trigger warnings ━ slight manga spoilers !! ]

✎ . . . DAD HEADCANONS.

[ SUGAWARA KOUSHI & OIKAWA VERSION. ] [ BOKUTO KOUTARO VERSION. ] [ MIYA ATSUMU VERSION. ] [ IWAIZUMI HAJIME. ]

-ˏˋ playing soleil's tape ˊˎ-

[ 📼 ] . . . someone send me cute dad suggestions because i am running🏃out of ideas💡 i'm also finaly done with dad! akaashi hcs in my notes, so feel free to request ( even non-dad related ones ) because i lowkey have no life👉👈🗿

KOZUME KENMA.

➜ it would come as a shock to him honestly ─ you guys used protection and he was atleast careful despite having lazy smex half of the time

➜ but what shocks YOU the most was that he didn't want to get rid of the baby ─ he just couldn't, it was a child he co-reated with the love of his life, how could he ?

➜ you were quick to come with an agreement with him, his soft smile tugging on his lips to form, the smile 80% of the time would come out only for you ( shoyou & kuroo )

➜ he was also lowkey excited, he texted shoyou and kuroo about it as they both congratulated him and were already trying to do dibs on who'll be god father

➜ and you've noticed that he was bit more affectionate with you when you were in your pregnancy, his head on your lap as you play with his hair ─ which he usually doesn't like people doing?? and would every now and then kiss your tummy while playing his games

➜ i want to h*ld his hand

➜ and k*th him

➜ he's like a mother cat on pregnancy, but with you ─ never lets you do work, saying that he already has it under all on control, very protective of you and literally hisses at other people coming near you LMAO WTF MAN

➜ tries to be as knowledgable for your pregnancy as much as possible ─ just like the other dads in my hcs, they want YOU to feel comfortable with EVERYTHING and want YOU to feel supported

➜ has already bought EVERYTHING you needed, even extra ones and has booked appointments left and right

➜ like mans hasn't done this much effort after volleyball ngl

➜ but just like everyone else ─ he's terrified, he doesn't know alot of these things and of course you're the only woman he has ever gotten pregnant and he doesn't have any experiences in these type of thing whatsoever

➜ doubts were not uncommon ─ if he ever was going to be a good father to his child, if he was even a good fiancé to you, was he even worth to have a child with ?

➜ this bb boy CRIED when he heard you guys were having twins, TWINS; like as in a girl and a boy

➜ when kaori and kazu were born, kenma wasn't aware that he could fall in love all over again

➜ is this even worth mentioning because everyone probably knows this?? he s p o i l s them big time

➜ whenever he's working late at night, he'll always be the one telling YOU to go back to sleep and he'll be the one to take care of the kid for the night

➜ and by kid, i meant kazu because somehow??he??got??his??father's??sleeping??schedule??

➜ and it's how he sleeps by

➜ sometimes whenever you wake up, you find yourself alone in the bedroom and whenever you look at either the game room or your childrens' room, you would always find kenma lying with his children on couch-bed ─ kozu and kaori on each side of his head, kaori having her small little fingers holding and sometimes tugging onto her dad's hair

➜ and sometimes you would also join them

➜ but most of the time, you would head to the kitchen and make some breakfast

➜ and usually kenma would wake up and put his kids back to their crib and he'd go look for you, finding you cooking as he would wrap his arms around your waist as he hugs you from the back

➜ i just wanna get myself a gamer boi kenma

➜ since he gets a lot more clingey whenever he wakes up

➜ whenever he's streaming USUALLY, kozu would sleep on his lap like a cat while kaori is sleeping in his head?? Idk how??

➜ while his fans literally PAY him to show his adorable kids, some even commented how they're all so cat-like and alike with their father

➜ one time while streaming, he was probably ranting tf out of a game he wasted his money on and warning his fans not to buy it because it's basically a scam

➜ and while he was in the middle of ranting, his daughter comes in while holding a blanket on her as she rubbed her eyes looking so much like a small kitten, he literally STOPS DEAD ON HIS SWEAR WORD AS HIS EYES WIDDENED while the people in the chats are either fangirling how CUTE his daughter was or DYING because mans was almst about to swear and interrupted himself

➜ before he could react a bundle of energy comes into the gaming room, you hot tailing on his tracks as you came into the room while trying to retrieve kozu

“ kozu!! don't come in there ahH ─ ” you blushed as you looked at both your boyfriend that has an amused eyebrow cocked up, and onto the camera before laughing and smiling at it since his fans ADORE YOU

➜ when you finally got your hands on your son, you smiled at your daughter as you signaled her to come over to you

➜ but before she could come to you she was already lifted at her father's lap

“ it's fine, i'll have her with me ” he said as he nodded at you, placing her gently in the middle of his lap as his arms encaged her while he played his games

➜ before leaving with a pouting kozu on your arms you threw a peace sign at the camera for his fans, closing the door on the way out

➜ let's just say that it lowkey went viral because it's literally so cute

➜ sorry i just HAD to reference that interview that got viral before

➜ one time where you fell asleep with both of your children curled up to you in the bed, kenma just finished a long stream as he walked to the bedroom hoping to fall asleep ontop of you yet finds two cute cat looking children cuddling you

➜ he quickly took a photo or two and made it both his home and lockscreen before sending it to shoyou

➜ and then sliding himself onto the covers as he, himself, nuzzled himself onto your warmth

➜ the relatable dad, idk why but i really see him getting along with children especially when they're teenagers ─ i just, i COULD SEE IT

➜ especially kaori😭 since she inherited his introverted and somehow shy side??

➜ kaori : *slids down the chair after coming home from school* i wanna die

➜ kenma : same

➜ he would introduce video games to his children AHH

➜ would even play violent games with them because why not?

➜ you'd prolly have to scold him after though

➜ the biggest achievement was when both of his children listing game consoles on their christmas lists

➜ and it was on the top of the list

➜ but kenma, being the kanbe(kambe??) daisuke he is, he bought all the things on that list

➜ he knows his kids are supposed to be studying at school ─ he knows it, he really does, that's why he made them go to school

➜ but he couldn't help but play along with his children on the imessage games when he DEFINITELY knows that they were in the middle of history class

➜ and you'll just find out it through the family gc seeing them spam the chat with games and screenshots of their scores while comparing them😭

➜ he always knew how to communicate with his children ─ perhaps it was because of the reason that they are his children

➜ but whenever his daughter comes to him complaining about human interactions and wanting to stay home while his son complains about school being in the way of gaming ─ he's just like : WE SEE EACH OTHER

➜ baby boy is a lazy bum, but he will never hesitate to participate and contribute to his children's life ─ not only through things, but also with just his guidance and presence

➜ your pregnancy may have come across as an accident, but it was never a mistake to kenma.

KUROO TETSUROU.

➜ after getting married for two years now, you couldn't help but want to start building a family with kuroo

➜ LIKE WHO WOULDN'T?? this is kuroo tetsurou we are talking about

➜ unlike oikawa and bokuto ─ YOU were the one having the baby fever

➜ your friends and colleagues already having or talking with their partners to start or adopt

➜ but of course you were lowkey insecure, why wasn't he even mentioning that he wanted a family with you? does he think that it was a waste of time? or maybe he doesn't want to start it with you ─ maybe you were the problem?

➜ but unbeknownst to you, tetsurou also wanted to start a family with you ─ he wanted a lot of children, actually. but he doesn't want you to feel pressured ─ since you guys are still youthful, there's still a lot of time to think about it

➜ and most of all, he doesn't want to start a family with anyone else BUT YOU

➜ whatthefucksanaol sir eye ─

➜ and he's already talking to bokuto behind your back about wanting to start a family with you ( and of course kenma )

➜ but BOKUTO IS JUST SCARILY GOOD AT ADVICES

➜ it's quite eerie honestly

➜ you, thinking it was only just a slight baby fever with all your friends wanting them as well, tried dismissing your thoughts

➜ but your mind said nO❌🚫 RIGHTS✅💢

➜ and kuroo could notice the slight change in behaviour with you, it was subtle but he was quite perceptive

➜ with his cat eyes intently watching you as you tried avoiding his gazes because all you could think is HAVING A BABY WITH THE SAME EYES AS HIM FIIFJJCJC

➜ HELP ME

➜ it was fine until he confronted you about it

➜ kuroo ─ for me, is someone to face a problem head-on, it's just his personality, so it wasn't a surprise that he seriously yet carefully and nonchalantly confronted you while you guys were about to sleep as you layed your head on his lap, taking in his warmth

➜ and that's where mans dropped the b*mb💣

“dollface? is everything alright with you?”

➜ just imagine kuroo's concerned voice is all that you could hear along with the palpitations of your heart as he caressed your cheeks, brushing off the hair covering your face as he puts down science pun book he had on his hands on the nightstand

➜ now i can't help but imagine that scene from the special/bonus chapter from bj alex with chanwoo and MD on the bed, that scene where he tries to confront chanwoo about that bruise on his face? ughshshsj

➜ all he heard was that you wanted to start a family with him👉👈 and now he's seconds to going FERAL and push you down the matress

➜ 😳🔞

➜ SIR CALM DOWN PLEATHES

➜ I CAN'T TAKE IT

➜ but mans was quick to get himself back to reality, a bashful smile tugged on his lips as he nodded at you, kinda disappointed that you had to be the braver person in the relationship to bring out the topic and it wasn't him

➜ mans is competitive okay

“ . . . why don't we start now? ” he slyly grinned, y'know, that cheshire cat grin

➜ let's just see you guys didn't sleep at all that night

➜ kuroo was, though not surprisingly, good and knowledgable with pregnancy, not like he secretly researched about it that one time when you guys got a pregnancy scare that started all his wild thoughts about you carrying his child um ─

➜ and this is kuroo we are talking about lmao

➜ i think he has his insecurities but was never doubtful of himself being a father, LIKE MANS HAS TAKEN CARE OF A WHOLE ASS VOLLEYBALL TEAM ─ but he knows there is a difference between being a father to his child and being a good one

➜ i wanna m*rry him too😡

➜ you gifted him a daughter, his first born. the first time he saw her, GOD WAS THIS THE BEST ACHIEVEMENT IN HIS LIFE

➜ like who knew you guys could create someone so beautifully mashed of both him and you ─ but you disagree, as even by the youngest age of four months or three, you could see the literal resemblance of your husband on her

➜ and it was uncanny, her eyes were the ones you dreamed of your children having ─ molten golden ones of tetsurou's, her cat-like grin and sly personality

➜ she was always quick to lean on her father's warmth, and that made kuroo CRY and you kinda jealous

➜ but nevertheless, you knew that there were plenty of times to make one that loves you just as much taiga loves tetsurou

➜ and you did get it, second born after only half a year, was tamaki, which has taken both your personality and tetsurou's, while having your appearance.

➜ but you were quick to notice to comment that tamaki has gotten kuroo's shy personality while he was young, he would always shy away from his sister that kept clinging onto him since she has never had a playmate other than her uncles from nekoma's old volleyball club

➜ kuroo was to say the least, really happy when he sees your two children getting along with each other since he, himself, has grown up alone with no sibling and without a mother

➜ and as he looked at you playing tamaki and taiga as tamaki got you all wrapped around his finger while taiga was looking for her father, he couldn't help but smile

➜ believe it or not, taiga first said your name ─ not tetsurou's

➜ in your face kuroo

“ come on, say dada !! ” your husband patted his thighs to make a sound as he sat on the bed while your daughter just ─ once again, leaned on his touch, nuzzling her face onto his warm thighs while giggling

➜ he dropped his phone to the bed whining, “ mama! look at her ─ ”

“ ─ mama!! ” your daughter imitated his words, both leaving you guys stunned and wide-eyed as you laugh in shock while tamaki was jealous you gave his sister more attention and now tugging softly at your hair,

“ . . . mama? ”

➜ KUROO WAS SO DONE, HIS COMPETITIVE LOWKEY PETTY ASS WAS DONE

➜ also belive it or not, tamaki was the one who got his father's sleeping habits of having two pillows on both sides of his head

➜ HE'S THE TYPE OF DAD THAT USES A VACCUM CLEANER TO STYLE YOUR DAUGHTERS HAIR LIKE THE ONES ON THOSE VIDEOS ON YT SNSJJSNZZ

➜ and it actually??comes??off??nice??and neat??

➜ at the age of 7, your daughter was already picked to represent her class on a science fair AND YOU BET TETSUROU IS SO PROUD OF HIS DAUGHTER

➜ would be such a supportive dad

➜ visits tamaki and taiga's volleyball games ─ like atleast all over them, and would bring along his old teammates to it maybe just to relive old memories because you BET that they're attending nekoma

➜ would always have these little traditions and inside jokes with them and you

➜ especially science ones

➜ what do we expect? HE'S LITERALLY A DORK

➜ AND SO ARE HIS KIDS

➜ they just vibe with each other ngl, like kuroo is just a down-to-earth guy and could get along with BOTH your extroverted daughter and introverted son, since he was both of them in a moment from his life

➜ uncle kenma would always bring in gifts for them because they're literally now his cats because they are now cats

➜ sorry i don't make the rules

➜ my husband, kenma, does😋

➜ your kids LOVE HIM though, especially tamaki being a bit like kenma ─ both, growing a soft spots for each other

➜ whenever some of his old teammates would visit, taiga is always on uncle lev's back while yaku scolds him to put her tf down or else she'll fall

➜ tamaki on the other hand, is just safely sitting beside his uncle kenma while he watched him play games ─ which he has also grown to love

➜ doesn't let your kids forget to eat and makes them eat even if taiga's in the phase of wanting to be sexy gorl tingz ─ DADDY KUROO SAYS NO RIGHTS🚫

➜ overall, kuroo couldn't ask for more, he was so proud of his children no matter what they do through and through and of course you too ─ for carrying his children, bringing them into the world and being patient with them

#kuroo tetsurou x reader #kozume kenma x reader #haikyuu!! headcanons #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu smau #haikyuu social media au #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu drabbles #kuroo tetsurou scenarios #kozume kenma scenarios #kozume kenma smau #kuroo tetsurou smau #kenma x reader #kuroo x reader #hq headcanons

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sleepyowlwrites · 3 years

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find the word tag C

it’s only fitting that I use Ghosty’s tags for this one, since I’m pretending like I could ever catch up to her with these things @zmlorenz

wood (Shots part 5)

The Wayfarer’s smelled like wood and wine. Lexi loved it. The lighting was dim, warm, and the walls were paneled a rich cherry. Large lounges sprawled out on either side of the entry hall, but Lexi took them straight through to a desk further down. The man behind it was polishing an antique pistol, his scruffy, gray beard obscuring his face until he look up. Instead of a greeting, he simply nodded and pulled out a notebook, setting it down on the desk in front of them.

Lexi pulling it closer and rifled through a few pages, taking note of the names listed. Antonio stood beside her, looking around without saying anything, waiting for her to make the first move. Again, Lexi felt grateful for his ability to utilize patience and timing.

wander (Shots part 1)

Lexi shrugged, then winced, screwing up her face for a second. "No extraneous shoulder movements. Gotta remember that."

"You won't," MB intoned from her spot to the left, accepting the cartridge.

"I am aware, thank you, love," Lexi aimed a kick in her direction.

Ocher and Nyx, the two kids that had initially responded to the scene with MB wandered over hesitantly. "So, Val wants us back and uh, we're gonna go. Are you coming with?"

Lexi shook her head. "I gotta go see Chaucer first. You go and I'll see you later, okay?"

will (Youth story supplemental)

“Nyks! You did steal my scarf!” R caught up to them and stood there panting for a moment. “Look, if you’re cold, just say so, and I will bring another scarf for you, but that’s my two-person scarf. One person wearing it defeats the purpose.”

Nyks slanted farther out of Daniel’s arms to blink confusedly at R. “What?”

R made grabby hands at Nyks and Daniel, the traitor, promptly handed him over. “See, it’s an epically long scarf. The point of it being epically long is so that,” R unwound the scarf from Nyks’ neck and held it up, eyebrows raised.

Nyks nodded, shivering.

“So that you have one end wrapped around you,” R demonstrated, “and one end wraps around me, and then we walk together, sharing warmth and love.”

wild (from: prologue)

How did I get here? There’s blood on cuffs on my sleeves and the tops of my socks I used to run with wild foxes They would tell me what’s outside the box I see a glimpse of strawberries in the sunrise The taste burns me now, spider webs in my eyes I cast furtive glances and pretend it doesn’t sting When was the last time I heard the mockingbirds sing?

wide (Summon story)

Shae shook her head, mouth twisting into a regretful grimace. “No, see, I-” she visibly winced, “I made an array to summon a dragon, but I erased it. When the Shidha showed up, Grimes and I had no idea how it slipped through. A Shidha can’t be summoned without an immaculate array, so there must have been one left withering on that spot that was never cleared. The combination of the arrays could have formed a crack.”

Zan felt his eyes growing wide.

well (Youth story)

Jae gave the hedgehog a lightning rod before writing his next question. “What if he has to go a while without having human physical contact?”

A grenade was scratched in beside the hedgehog. “He’ll slowly become less corporeal until people can walk right through him. He doesn’t stop existing, he’s just not really present. Or he is present, he’s just, well, not a solid entity. Nyks hates getting that far. He has to just be around people and pull himself back to being solid gradually. It makes him feel less real, even though that’s not true.”

The hedgehog was abandoned as Jae thought about that. Carefully, he moved his tongue around in his mouth to form the words, “That’s terrible.”

wince (Youth story)

R nodded, holding back the instinctual wince that came with making any argument in favor of whatever Isanz was saying. Their non-hate-fueled friendship wasn’t really at that level of comfort just yet.

wait (Rain story - ‘cause people have been interested in it and all I have written is the beginning Darsh+Jaino part)

"You're the prince. The fire prince."

"Yes," Jaino said softly.

Darsh's face hardened. "It's your fault. It's all your fault."

Jaino gasped. He couldn't help himself. He reached out to grab Darsh's arm as the boy turned to go. "Wait, please, you're wrong."

Darsh's expression remained cold, and his skin was cool under Jaino's fingers, showing no signs of reddening or burns. Then Darsh wrenched his arm away. "I never want to see you again."

cheers, loves. I hope I get to find all the words in the future. to celebrate 100 tag posts I’ll give a whole bunch of words and you can do all of them if you want @akindofmagictoo or you can just do some of them @ashen-crest @mel-writes-with-her-dragons @crystallized-ink @vylequinne @starlitesymphony @artbyeloquent OR ANYBODY. WORDS: sleepy, expression, friendship, promptly, kids, protest, delight(ed, ful,), warning, abandon, instinct.

#find the word tag #tag game #searching circle #alliteration agency #writing #writeblr #sleepy writing

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bullybyulyi · 6 years

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all the time in the world for you

merry christmas moos! got this written just in time it seems ^^;

read on aff | ao3

In the 6th year since their debut, Yongsun gets caught in a dating scandal. Or, it’s not really a scandal, because Yongsun and the company very cleanly and softly deliver the news, but she’s an idol. Everything is a scandal.

Crushed, my heart is broken. Solar how could you ㅠㅠ

Why did this happen?? I am so sad ㅠㅠㅠㅠ

Her reputation’s gonna die. Dating? Should know better. I give up.

I still love you Solar!!!

She had expected negative feedback, a lot of it, but there was less backlash than she had anticipated. Somehow, despite that, it still hurt. She was a human being, and almost 30 years old to boot. Shouldn’t she be allowed to love?

But she loved her fans dearly too. She loved the ones who understood, and she even still loved the ones who got angry, because she could understand, to some degree, the feeling of betrayal that comes simply from realizing that the people you idolize are human too.

She’s home alone and she reads the news, the comments, and she feels bad. And as always, like telepathy, Byulyi arrives and pretends to annoy her when Yongsun clearly knows she’s just trying to make her feel better.

When Yongsun takes a shower, Byulyi gives her a glamorous photoshoot afterwards. Soon enough she’s changing through different pajama sets and onesies and dancing like she’s the sexiest woman alive and Byulyi jumps around with the camera to get all her best and worst angles. She’s happy, and tired. Byulyi singing her praises fills her up with love and assurance. They throw all the comforters she has onto her queen bed and Byulyi fluffs them around her so much she feels like she’s sleeping on a cloud. That night, amidst the thousands of posts in mourning of Solar’s status as single, there’s an update in the fancafe. A simple picture of Solar in silk white pajamas, melting into her bed, face bare and hair tangled and just a hint of a smile.

A woman of many charms Solar-unnie who loves Moomoos dearly! Moomoos rest well tonight too, the sun is setting

(Posted without permission, ㅋㅋㅋ)

#1 Yong-fan MB

Before she falls asleep that night, Yongsun feels a kiss on her temple.

Seven months later, a month after their latest comeback, Solar ends up on the news again.

MAMAMOO Solar ends relationship after 7 months!

It happens because of Byulyi, of course. The news part, not the breakup.

They’re in her apartment, doing a VLive because it’s been a couple of weeks since they got to interact with the fans. They were randomly humming and reading comments when Byulyi suddenly turned to her and looked just a bit too smug.

“Unnie how’s your love life?”

Yongsun glares at her, tries really hard to make it look real, but Byulyi opens her eyes wide and innocent and she cracks.

It feels just like when she explained her Best Couple Award with Eric a few years ago. She’s happy it happened, but she doesn’t really think she should talk about it, especially to Moomoos. But as usual, Byulyi is tactless and blunt.

“It’s nice right? Being single.”

“Okay, Byul-ah. Whatever you want me to say, Byul-ah.”

But she giggles and leans her head on Byulyi’s shoulder anyway.

ㅋㅋㅋ forgot she even had a bf

Was the bf even real? ㅋㅋㅋ never saw him ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Moonbyul looks so happy <3

Solar please go out with me!!!

Did Moonbyul scare him away? Yongfan Byulie won’t have it

He was real. They didn’t break up because of Byulyi, and the thought of it makes her laugh. They had gotten together because he had understood. He understood she wasn’t just personality extremities packed into one, that flipped like the page of a book depending on what outfit she had on. She was multifaceted and human, just like anyone else. He saw that, and he dropped his ideals and his expectations and got to know her, and she really, really liked that. So, they dated.

If Yongsun could describe him in one word, it would be ‘compliant’.

There was once that she and Byulyi were taking a walk around their neighborhood. New lights had been strung about in preparation for the holidays and the twinkling canopy made their stroll a little bit magical. The lights had been out for a week already, but lately Byulyi had been busy working, trying to help produce an album. Yongsun wanted to see them with her first, so she waited.

The ran into him. Yongsun smiles, because they hadn’t met up in a while, only texting sweet nothings. Byulyi bows a little and greets him nicely. Yongsun goes for a hug and a kiss and they talk for a little bit before she realizes he wants to take this chance to spend time with her.

And she realizes she doesn’t really have the energy to be with him right then. She says something that’s subtly dismissive, and he smiles, because he understands, goes in for one last kiss (just on the cheek) and is on his way. Byulyi gives her a quick side-hug after he leaves, and they continue their walk undisturbed.

That’s when it starts for Yongsun. The realization that she doesn’t need him.

“Am I a bad girlfriend?”

“I don’t know Yeba, you’re not my girlfriend.”

Yongsun throws a pillow at her. “I’m being serious.”

Byulyi smiles and catches the pillow, because she saw it coming. “I am too. I don’t know if you’re a good girlfriend or not,” She reaches over and squishes Yongsun’s cheeks with both her hands. “But you’re a good person.”

Yongsun still looks unsure, so Byulyi pushes her cheeks around for extra measure and Yongsun lets her.

“You might even be the best person, unnie.”

The next day, she breaks up with him. He nods when she finishes talking, not like he’s sad, or conceding, but like he’s thanking her for her time. Yongsun looks into his eyes and sees that the more he understood who she really was, the more he probably realized they weren’t meant to be together. When they depart, he squeezes her hands (and his own are so much larger) and wishes her all the happiness in the world. She realizes she did love him, loved how he never pushed and loved him for the fact that he loved her too, despite the fact that they were never in love.

The first time Byulyi comes out with a relationship, they really can’t say they’re a girl group anymore. They haven’t technically disbanded, sure, but the last time they promoted as Mamamoo was a couple of years ago. They don’t really hit the news as hot topics, aside from when they release new music, or if Moonbyul and Solar star on yet another reality TV type of deal. They’re a duo that can’t be missed. Everyone knows, they’re just good together.

But when Byulyi’s relationship is revealed to the public it takes the industry by storm. She’s not the first to come out, but she’s the biggest name to do so. Legally it’s been okay for almost two years. Socially, things are still on the rocks.

It stresses her out so much, they break up a month later. The girl cries, and so does Byulyi. She spends the next few days at their company, and then Yongsun takes her home because she wrote six songs and they’re all sad and she hadn’t eaten in three days.

She wasn’t necessarily in love with the girl, but it was the first time in a long time that she let someone in like that, and in the end, she was the one to shove them back out into the cold. Byulyi thinks it proves her thoughts that she’s a bad person.

When Yongsun opens the door to her apartment, Daebakkie and Haengwoonie run circles around their ankles and jump up.

“I brought them over while you were gone.”

Byulyi kneels down to pet them and they stop jumping to lick at her palms. She can’t believe she left them while she was off being depressed on her own. It doesn’t make her feel better.

“Thank you, Yongsun-ah. I’m sorry you had to take care of them because of me.” Yongsun is quiet behind her. “I should have been better. They don’t deserve to be left alone.”

She feels arms slide around her sides and the gentle pressure of Yongsun leaning against her back.

“Byul,” She speaks softly. “You can’t be perfect. You can’t live your whole life without hurting others and being hurt. But you don’t have to punish yourself like this.” Yongsun slides one of her hands from Byulyi’s waist, to her hand that’s stroking Daebakkie’s fur. “And you don’t have to be alone.”

Byulyi turns to her then and Yongsun can tell she’s ready for a real hug. They lose their balance and fall back against the wall, but Yongsun pulls Byulyi into her lap and Byulyi lays her head on the older woman’s chest and they stay like that for a bit, Yongsun stroking Byulyi’s hair. Daebakkie and Haengwoonie snuggle themselves onto either side.

Byulyi stays with Yongsun, and after three months she cancels the lease on her own apartment. It’s a non-event, really. She’d told Yongsun she was going to save up and buy them a new TV, and Yongsun had jokingly asked her how she was going to do that when she was throwing money at an empty flat. Over the weekend they clear out her old place and donate away all the furniture what wouldn’t fit into Yongsun’s apartment. Their apartment.

At age 35, Byulyi officially claims that she’s off the market for dating. Really, she hasn’t seen anyone in over a year. But she makes the big sweeping statement to Yongsun one night when they’re doing a movie binge because Yongsun, yet again, got dumped.

“You know, I always thought Daeyoon was the best.” Yongsun sighs.

“But you still dumped him.”

“Exactly. But everyone since him, they hadn’t even understood me, or who I had to be. Maybe it’s unfair, but I can’t devote so much time to them like, I don’t know, other people can.” Yongsun doesn’t mention how she notices a pattern that they text her with anxious questions every time she’s with Byulyi, and how annoying it becomes. Every time it begins to fall apart she wonders why she started a relationship in the first place. But she’s 36, and she should be in a steady romance, even if she doesn’t feel like it.

Byulyi shifts so her body is facing Yongsun.

“Aren’t you tired of dating already? Yonghee-unnie’s got three kids now doesn’t she? I don’t think your parents are pestering you for children. There’s not anything pushing you to settle down.”

“What about you? Isn’t it weird that Seulgi has a son? Your younger sister got married and had a kid before you.” Yongsun huffs. “I feel like a relationship is the last thing I want, but shouldn’t I at least try?”

Byulyi shrugs. “My parents have stopped trying to tell me what to do. And I don’t know, I kind of realized I wasn’t really dating to make myself happy, I was just doing it because I thought I should be married by now, like a certain somebody,” She gives Yongsun a pointed look that the other woman pouts at. “Once I stopped trying to chase that idea…” Byulyi takes one of Yongsuns hands and lays it flat against her own. They look almost the same, except Yongsun’s palm is rounder.

“I don’t know. I’m happier now.” Byulyi interlaces their fingers and Yongsun feels something click. Like so many times, when their conversations become deep, Byulyi is right. Yongsun is happy now, happy in ways that she was always fighting to be when she was dating people. But right now, it’s effortless.

Yongsun hums in thought, but really she’s made up her mind, too, that she’ll stop looking around for something she doesn’t need. Everything that completes her, she already has. Her career, the people she loves

And Byulyi.

#moonsun #moonbyul #solar #mamamoo #mamamoo fanfiction #ff

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books 2017 finale

this is almost brief.

december: The Lying Game - Ruth Ware Every Heart A Doorway - Seanan McGuire Saving Morgan - MB Panichi Call Me By Your Name - Andre Aciman City of Fallen Angels - Cassandra Clare City of Lost Souls - Cassandra Clare (see below) Barry Lyndon - William Thackeray Into Thin Air - John Krakauer

that was the brief part, this is the ‘almost’ part. 279 for the year, up from 188 last year.

Why Did I Ever - Mary Robison fiction, re-read, it is a delight always.

Binti - Nnedi Okorafor fiction, I read a couple of other interesting explorations of "what does it mean when I am more like the monster than the hero?" which is pretty astoundingly generative as a genre, this was my fave. Binti herself explores two alien cultures, and reacts in practical ways to the unexpected, which is always a delight in a heroine. Space is strange; let us not dwell on realism, it's a different real. This willingness to abandon what does not work is characteristic of young women. Young women are great sff protagonists, and young women of historically-disadvantaged backgrounds who are incontestably heroic are the greatest sff protagonists of all.

The Thrilling Adventures of Lovelace and Babbage - Sydney Padua art, complex and excitingly rich alternative history, which not only explains computing history but also, at the last page, yanks at the heart of anyone who has ever yearned. The art is propulsive and antic, and the visual puns are very good. (not to be missed: the encounter with Queen Victoria!) Even I, a person who is bad at reading graphic novels, loitered over the drawings to understand them rather than reading the words and flipping the page.

IQ - Joe Ide fiction, what Sherlock Holmes would actually be like in a modern novel. A loner in a big important city who feels that he has much to make up for, check the convincing depiction of depression, and the real nightmares who actually do fall short in the world's estimation, except that the world is too busy to notice them at all. The main thread is a fun romp, and the minor characters are so exquisite that it is almost a picaresque. I was talking about this loudly on a train, and when I and it stopped, a man came up to me and asked if I could give him the title again as he wanted to buy it. TRUE.

Hild - Nicola Griffith fiction, on the recommendation of @inclineto This is what historical fiction should be like: it's not that this was somehow better than everything else, it was merely relevatory. Historical fiction can be about religion, power, families, war and how to card wool. (You don't have to pick if you are an inside or outside person! Girls, you can be both Thayet and Buri!) The protagonist can be cheerfully bisexual, too. It's as though all of the novels we have determinedly pretended were about gals being in love with other gals came true, and also the heroine gutted bad guys and was eventually canonized.

Everything is Teeth - Evie Wyld and Joe Sumner art, teeth were a big theme this year (as ever) and this is the one where a) no one talks about the shameful inequalities in provision of dental care to children in the United States and b) no one fucks a fish. just letting the distinguished reader know that I have a selection process for what I read, I can see how that might not be clear. I would be delighted to talk about a) and b) mentioned here, or anything else I read this year.

Water Dogs - Lewis Robinson fiction, re-read, always always. the person who loves novels about well-off and unusual families falling apart in opulent squalor either literal or metaphoric and maybe murder? that person is tuv. Inexplicably, no part of this was ever published in The New Yorker.

Margaret the First - Danielle Dutton fiction, on the recommendation of @elanormcinerney The subgenre of “garrulous historical person in his or her own words" is becoming something of a crowded field (Ruth Scurr's book on/with John Aubrey is the other best entrant, there are others) and the artistry involved in this example is particularly fulfilling. This is smart and I remembered all the stuff about science and poetry that Arts & Letters Daily is always trying to teach me. That's why to read women, among other reasons. The smarts.

Blood in the Water - Heather Ann Thompson non-fiction, persistent mismanagement, gross racism, and inadequate communication turn out not to be the way to run an organization. This is really a masterpiece of microhistory, about the Attica Prison Uprising, and the ways in which people in power blind themselves to consequences of their actions, while the people who suffer the consequences of those actions suffer and continue to suffer.

See Under: Love - David Grossman trans Betsy Rosenberg fiction, goes well with the Quay Brothers' "Street of Crocodiles," while we are talking about Bruno Schulz. I read parts of it in my head to the neighbors' dog. the dog understood. my voice would have shredded with sadness if I had spoken. thanks, Astro, for being there.

Sarong Party Girls - Cheryl Lu-Lien Tan fiction, this is the novel that Kevin Kwan isn't tough enough to have written. It's about how grown-ups deal with the consequences of their actions, and also about drinking with pals. A person can be both of those things, and Jazzy is that, and more.

Emotionally Weird - Kate Atkinson fiction, a strong taste for the picaresque, and a crystalline capture of youthful aimlessness and disorder even as it is being shaped by larger forces. Effie wanders through words and life, and I had a wonderful time with this one summer afternoon. No one else appears to have much liked this book, other people are wrong, it's funny. It is profoundly show-offy and unrelateable to play parlor games in the car, say book reviewers with terrible personalities -- sounds like someone lost a game of fives recently. (I’m very good at the game of fives, and I did not quite feel personally criticized when this book was unpopular, if only because I have my expertise at ‘name five mountaineers who did not climb Mount Everest’ to console me.)

A Line Made By Walking - Sara Baume fiction, I just really love books about depressed women acting as they see fit.

Chemistry - Weike Wang fiction, I just really love books about depressed women acting as they see fit.

The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue - Mackenzi Lee fiction, recommended by @mysharkwillgoon see "Hild" above, books are just better when the main character solves problems and kisses everyone. This is how historical romances should be, this is what we have all received for those years of crossing our fingers under the cover of a Heyer and hoping 'maybe he'll love his best friend! maybe she'll tell her cousin what she really thinks!" and they DO. and then they escape from pirates, “The Monk,” and robbers.

Raven Rock - Garrett Graff non-fiction, read this first and then think about how we all got from there to a study of underground bunkers and the places where some of us were going to go when the rest of us died. Offutt AFB is along the way, which only served to remind me that I have family in Nebraska and I live in fear of the day when one of them does some casual genealogy and we have to talk; "so. your state. big in the planning for our forthcoming and yet reucrring nuclear crisis, howdoes that feel? feels powerful and also sickening, yeah? anyway, your great-aunt's ashes aren't scattered in the Lincoln Tunnel, but we thought about it."

The Art of Charlie Chan Hock Chye - Sonny Liew art, here is what we are up against. The theme this year appears to have been "weeping at what could have been." This is a first rate textbook, and a cunning subversion of the whole notion of textbooks. I learned a great deal from this; had I learned nothing, my eye would still have wandered along, marvelling at the layout. There are several overlapping stories about narrative, success, and Singaporean history, yet the metatextuality (horrible word, apologies) is never confrontational. Which is truly a pleasure.

The Story of a Brief Marriage - Anuk Arudpragasam fiction, this is the book I've been telling everyone about as my fave book on the year. Only the most literary of adjectives will suffice: brutal, lyrical, lambent, noctilucent, I'm just typing words.

The Unwomanly Face of War - Sveltana Alexievich trans Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky non-fiction, more incisive than more recent collections, and in a shimmering translation. Pevear and Volokhonsky have tossed words out like diamonds on black velvet. The rare wartime history that is more appealing without a map.

City of Lost Souls - Cassandra Clare oh give me a fucking break, Jonathan nee Sebastian brainwashed Jace nee whatever while they were in the magical flying Gormenghast pied a terre, they absolutely schtupped.

#books 2017

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Roleplay Server Log #278

“Sammn Goes Out, Cp Surges, Mb Aggravation”

-Le little bit of time passes-

[Sammn] - (dreaming) Is running, out of breath and terrified of something chasing her. A deep and disturbing echo of laughter urges her forward, blindly through the darkness. In front of her, a dark shape looms out, blocking her path and making her trip, trying to stop -

[VOICE] vos potest non currere a me – The shape starts moving toward her, the ground shaking with each step –

[Sammn] – scrambles back away –

[VOICE] citius dare, citius nos occidere potest, his nos oportet – The shape leans down toward her, reaching out –

[Sammn] – cowers, screaming –

[??] WAKE UP – NOW!!!

[Sammn] – wakes up screaming, only to find herself standing outside, once again -

[Doc] Was taking a break outside and runs to her with a roar, thinking she's in trouble - Sammn?

[Sammn] - falls down, gasping for breath -

[Doc] Regards her sadly- bad dreams again?

[Sammn] - nods, not quite able to speak yet -

[Doc] Loafs near her so she can lean on the dragon if she wants- just take it easy... You're safe

[Sammn] - Leans against hir - I ... am so...sick of this

[Doc] Puts the fluff of hir tail on on Sammn like a blanket- I'm sorry. I wish I could help you. I'm no good with dreams though. That's more Cps thing.

[Sammn] - shakes head - I have a horrible feeling these aren't just dreams. I keep hearing the same voices.

[Doc] Bad memories then perhaps? Your mind might have conciously blocked them out to protect your sanity.

[Sammn] Possibly, but... it feels .... worse than memories.

[Doc] I'm sorry Sammn, do you want to go over to Lies and grab a calming blossom? It might help you relax at least.

[Sammn] - shrugs - I have nothing else planned...can't hurt.

[Doc] just climb up, ill carry you

[Sammn] - climbs on -

[Doc] Trots gently over to Lies house and hunts around for her- Lie?

[Lie] Is replacing glass in the green house- Over here Doc!

[Doc] Can we trouble you for a calming blossom Lie?

[Lie] Forms one in her hands- It's no trouble at all, what's going on?

[Sammn] - reaches down to grab it - Thanks Lie.

[Doc] More nightmares, or flashbacks maybe? She was sleepwalking.

[Lie] - Do you want a dream flower then? It might help you get a peaceful nights sleep...

[Sammn] - sighs - I don't know. I don't think there's are just dreams, but also not memories either.

[Doc] I mean it wouldn't hurt. If you don't need it, it's still a pretty flower. You can just stick it in your hair or something.

[Lie] Begins concentrating, working on making another dream flower-

[Sammn] If I could just get a decent night's sleep... It's getting hard to think some days. Even if I nap, I wake up elsewhere.

[Doc] Do you need to be locked up? Like just shut in someplace with a bed until you wake up?

[Sammn] - shrugs - I tried using a lead to tie my leg, but it failed. I woke up in a tree. Maybe if I'm locked somewhere... - yawns -

[Doc] I can help you if you need me.

[Lie] Finishes the flower- Here, at least try this as well

[Sammn] - reaches for the flower - Pretty.

[Doc] Lovely as always. -sniffs the flower delicately-

-The mist like edges of the flower swirl around a little-

[Sammn] - stares at the flower, entranced -

[Doc] A little birdie told me Cp was in trouble. Well, kind of a big birdie actually.

[Lie] - Yes, he is

[Doc] Still?

[Lie] - He's not allowed in the house right now

[Doc] Ah.

[Doc] You okay Sammn? It really does make a nifty little mist, doesn't it?

[Sammn] - is still staring at the flower, not listening -

[Doc] Loafs, just letting her take her time.

[Lie] Gently touches Sammn's arm- You okay?

[Sammn] - jerks away, startled - Ah... What?

[Lie] - Are you okay?

[Sammn] - shakes herself, trying to chase away the fog that was filling her brain - I..am just tired.

[Lie] - I have a spare bed inside if you want to take a quick nap...

[Doc] You know... You could just sack out on me and I'll grab you if you start wandering.

[Sammn] I guess. I mean, I don't want to be a bother. You must have things planned, watching me sleep can't be one of them.

[Lie] - My schedules open

[Doc] Curls hirself into a rough circle. - I'm sure I can entertain myself if need be.

[Sammn] - looks between the two of them, then down to the flower - Alright. Maybe it will work.

[Lie] - Do you want some tea to help you relax?

[Doc] Gets comfy and offers Lie a paw to sit on.

[Lie] - Let me go get a book first

[Sammn] - shakes head and tries to find a comfy postion. As soon as her eyes close, she's out, relaxing -

[Doc] Puts hir tail fluff over Sammn like a lap blanket and pulls out hir computer. By the time Lie gets back xe's staring at it utterly fascinated and theres a comforting narration with a British accent coming from the box.

[Lie] Settles down on Doc's paw to read- So what are you listening to Doc?

[Sammn] (dreaming) - is in darkness, surrounded by faint whispering. She strains, but can't make out what they are saying. Dread fills her as the voices seem to press in on her, circling like a wolf staking it's prey.

[Doc] Look at this Lie. It's so cool - On the screen is a small feathered dinosaur and someone talking about it.

[Lie] - Oh, I think I remember those

[Doc] Chuckles- You're not that old? Are you Lie?

[Lie] Gives Doc a little swat- No, but there were programs like this on tv pretty often

[Doc] The graphics they're using are pretty nice.

-The narrator switches to talking about larger dinosaurs and there's a bit about Spinosaurus-

[Doc] Hey! I know that one!

[Sammn] - twitches in her sleep, whimpering -

[Lie] - Yeah that's the one we tested my offensive pod on

[Doc] Feels her twitch and cranes hir neck around to check on her- A sucessful test. Quite funny too. Your face was so red!

[Lie] - That poor triceratops...

[Sammn] (dreaming) - The whispering grows in volume and now she can make out parts of words. She struggles to move, the dread turning into fear. -

[Doc] I wonder if it was a male or a female? At least it couldn't get pregnant.... Sammn?

[Lie] - No idea

[Sammn] (dreaming) "Run, rescape, flee!" The whispering is loud now, almost thunderous. Crawling, she screams back at the voices.

[Doc] Here, hop up Lie!

[Lie] Quickly jumps off the paw-

[Doc] Rolls sideways and holds Sammn in hir paws- It's okay... you're safe....

[Sammn] - kicks out, eyes snapping open. Her eyes are solid purple and glowing. She opens her mouth and a voice, not her own speaks - Debet evaders!

[Doc] Clutches her tightly, afraid she'll hurt herself. - Sammn!

[Lie] Spawns more calming flowers-

[Sammn] Ianuae magicae! - she disappears in a puff of purple sparkles.

[Lie] - Sammn!?

[Doc] Did she do an ender teleport?! Maybe that's why she's ending up in random places!

[Sammn] - a chunk away, she reappears up in the branches of a tree, falling limply. As soon as she lands, she 's awake and screaming.

[Doc] Snatches up Lie and the command block and runs towards the distant sound-

[Lie] Yelps in surprise-

[Sammn] - is in shock and curls up, crying -

[Doc] Runs to her- Sammn!

[Lie] Spawns even more calming flowers, not sure what else she can do-

[Doc] Tries to comfort her - At least now we know why she keeps waking in random places....

[Lie] - Yeah...

[Sammn] - slowly stops crying, but is shaking - What... happened?

[Doc] You teleported in your sleep-

[Lie] - It was a bit surprising

[Sammn] - stares - Teleported? They said to run... but...

[Doc] Do you want me to turn your tp ability off? I'm an admin, I can probably block it that way.

[Sammn] - thinks for a second - Yes. I don't know how I'm doing this. This... Can't be good.

[Lie] - Do you have... Any? Idea as to what's causing this?

[Doc] Okay - xe starts typing in the chat and blocks Sammn's tp privledges specifically-

[Sammn] No... I don't have any memories of being able to do anything like this. - shivers and whispers - They said run.

[Lie] - Who said run Sammn?

[Sammn] - Shakes head - No clue, I heard voices. A lot of them, telling me to run, escape, flee.

[Lie] - Can I look? I may be able to see something mentally...

[Sammn] - nods -

[Lie] - Just think about what you heard and saw- She begins concentrating and also projects it to Doc

[Doc] Is just listening intently-

[Sammn] - thinks about the dream. Darkness, sense of dread, and voices. 100's of them, taking over each other but all saying run.

[Lie] Although there are no visuals, they do hear all of the voices and Lie shudders a little-

[Doc] Well that's terrifying...

[Sammn] - hugs herself - These are different than the other ones.

[Doc] Different how?

[Lie] - So what exactly can we do to help? I mean, maybe a hypnotist could do something...

[Sammn] One, is kind. It tells me to wake up, that is not real. The other... It... wants me to give in. I really don't know. - taps her temple - It's locked up in here.

[Doc] telling someone to wake up sounds very... Herobrine...

[Lie] Thinks of her husband- Yes... It does...

[Sammn] Again, I don't know. I just know I trust that one. I get no... fear from it. Anger, yes, but nothing directed toward me.

[Doc] Do you think your brine is still, protecting you somehow?

[Sammn] Possible. If he was able to contact you, he can reach out from where ever he is.

[Doc] I want to help him too, if it's even possible to find him.

[Lie] Places a reassuring hand on Doc-

[Doc] respectful and thoughtful silence, but a small smile at Lie.

[Sammn] - sighs - He had to have had a reason for asking you to get me. I just wish I had a clue why. I feel like this is... my fault.

[Sammn] There has to be some way to make me remember.

[Doc] Well nobody deserves to never get a good nights sleep no matter the circumstances.

[Lie] - So what do we do?

[Sammn] - yawns, suddenly exhausted as her adrenaline wears off - Maybe if I could sleep with no dreaming. For all I know, these dreams have been keeping me awake for awhile. If I could rest, maybe my head might be clearer.

[Doc] Apart from Cp, the only thing I can think of thats a guaranteed knockout is going irl for the first time. That's like a week of sleep, at least.

[Lie] - I'd rather not ask anything of my husband right now

[Sammn] At this point, I'm willing to try anything. I can't keep going like this.

[Doc] You said you wanted to go out there anyway? Didn't you? I mean it's painful and it sucks for a while, but it gives you more places to go.

[Sammn] - nods groggily -

[Doc] Taps out a quick note to Deerheart. - Lie? Do you need anything? I mean. If you want to keep me company.

[Lie] - Sure, I don't mind stepping out for awhile

[Doc] The tv is still set up in the one we used last time... I can always pop back here for any supplies we need. Or pull them out of the creative.

[Lie] - Then I think we're ready

[Doc] Got it- Xe rears hir head back and bangs it forward, smashing a decent-sized hole in reality. The darkened space is visible beyond and there's a bit of a musty smell laced with the flowers Lie left behind.

[Lie] - Come on Sammn, we'll be right here with you

[Doc] Shrinks down and walks into the hole, waiting to catch her on the other side-

[Sammn] - stumbles forward -

[Doc] reaches out to catch her-

[Sammn] - gives a surprised yelp as pain flares, basically everywhere, the worst centered in her skull. One half stumble step and she pitches forward -

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[Lie] Goes and pulls the blankets off one of the beds, flapping it to get the dust off-

[Doc] Grabs her so she doesn't fall and helps her to the bed - Easy Sammn

[Sammn] - mumbles incoherently, unable to think past the pain in her head -

[Lie] Runs the blanket through her inventory real quick before putting it over Sammn- Just sleep Sammn, you'll be okay

[Sammn] - mumbles once more and passes out -

[Doc] Tucks her gently in-

[Lie] Sits on the other bed- Well good thing I still have my book

[CP] Perks as he see's Lie leaving the server, his emotions rolling out in waves-

-A small endermite scuttles up the trunk of the tree and buzzes at Cp from under a leaf block-

[CP] Punches downwards-

-There's a panicked POOF and TLOT appears next to him-

[TLOT] That was uncalled for...

[CP] - Where did they go?

[TLOT] They took Sammn irl...

[CP] Makes a whining noise-

[TLOT] I don't think it was specifically to punish you or anything.

[CP] - I'm not even allowed in the house right now!

[TLOT] Somehow I think that's on hold. I mean, you need to feed Hope at least.

[CP] - The kid is in there

[TLOT] Oh? He's not with Firebird? Well he probably wanted some space. He never did learn to fly. Shame really.

[CP] - I'm sorry, what?

[TLOT] Oh, Firebird caught him plucking his poor parrot. So I arranged for a suitible punishment.

[CP] - And nobody told me?

[TLOT] Well Firebird hustled him off to teach him how to bird. I didn't see him again until he came to me begging to be made human again.

[CP] Grumbles under his breath-

[TLOT] What? Did you want to chase the little birdie? Firebird was apparently throwing him out of trees trying to teach him to fly.

[CP] - That would have been entertaining to watch

[TLOT] I was just disappointed that he didn't get anything positive out of it. Well... he won't try to pluck anything living again at least. And he probably won't deliberatly piss me off either.

[CP] Is getting fidgety-

[TLOT] Watches him cautiously - I know you miss your mate Cp... but that's no reason to... wait. Where's your Honedge?

[CP] - Fuck if I know

[TLOT] That's not good. Can you... call it or something?

[CP] - No idea

[TLOT] Maybe we should go talk to Deerheart... I'm pretty sure Pokemon can call for one another. Maybe we can get her Shaymin or Mudsdale to summon your sword.

[CP] - I'm fine

[TLOT] I think that's not the case... - in chat- Deerheart? Can you please bring one of your Pokemon to Lie's house?

[Deer] - I don't think I can move right now

[TLOT] Why? Do you need help!?

[Deer] - No, I should be fine by tonight

[TLOT] Should we come to you?

[Deer] - Er, no, I'm good

[TLOT] I think I'll start heading your way all the same. This may become urgent quite quickly. - turns to Cp- Are you going to walk with me? Or do I have to force you?

[CP] Floats off a distance-

[TLOT] Got it. Hard way it is. - He steps back and swells into an ender dragon shape and darts towards Cp-

[CP] Darts away as quickly as he can-

[TLOT] Gives a mighty flap of his wings and tries to snag Cp's shirt in his jaws.

[CP] Is caught- Fuck!

[TLOT] Flaps some more, closing the distance between them and the castle easily-

[CP] - Let me go!

[TLOT] Muffled- No. I recognize that twitch. You need your sword.

[CP] Growls- I do not!

[TLOT] Lands on the porch and shoves Cp into the side door of the shrine before following him in- will you please just trust me? I'm psychic, I can see you're on edge.

[CP] - I will stab you in the face

[TLOT] Yes, yes. Very intimidating. - Is shoving Cp along-

[CP] Digs his heels into the ground-

[TLOT] Just keeps shoving. - Can you actually walk down the stairs? Or do I have to tp you for safety reasons?

[CP] - Just fuck off!

[TLOT] Is musing aloud. - I wonder if the Gastly eats energy? I know the Galvantula just likes electricity....

[CP] Tries to tp back to his tree-

-The tp fails because Doc missed a line and turned it off for everyone-

[CP] - THE FUCK!?

[TLOT] Stops - What now?

[CP] - I can't teleport!

[TLOT] Matter o-fact-ly - Then that's another reason to talk to Deerheart. With Lie and Doc out she's the only other admin. I hate resorting to this with you, but you're really annoying me right now. - He leans backwards as if to do a flip and changes into a very large spider with glowing eyes. Deftly he grabs Cp and scuttles down the stairs with him, through the chrous hallway, the magma room and the kitchen, heading for the lab. Mentally he calls out for Deerheart- I'm sorry but this is kinda urgent... Cp might be close to another energy surge, he's lost his Honedge. Also he can't tp right now. - He plunks Cp down on the edge of the lava pool with his feet in it and tries to tp himself to Cp from a few feet away- Oh fuck... I can't tp either! Something is definetly wrong!

[CP] - Sucks to be you, now I'm leaving

[TLOT] You are not going anywhere until we find your sword! - he piles a bit of weight around Cps feet to hold them down in the lava and types out - Deerheart I really really need you right now.

[CP] Scowls and the lava around his feet starts getting hotter-

[TLOT] Stop that. Unless you want to be chest deep instead of just your feet in it - annoyed, he tries calling out for Lost Silver instead

[Silver] In chat- Yes?

[TLOT] Silver can you please come over by the slime cage and bring one of your Pokemon?

[Silver] - Oh, um sure- In a few moments he's there with Sylveon

[TLOT] Thank goodness! Just the man I need! Cp has lost his Honedge and he's building up energy fast. Is there a way for trainers or other Pokemon to call for a specific one?

[Silver] - Well yes, but sometimes a pokemon just wants to be alone for a bit

[TLOT] Yeeessss but Cp losing his shit could be really bad with Lie not here too. Do any of yours eat life energy?

[Silver] Shakes his head- Sorry, they don't. You need a ghost type

[TLOT] What about the mama gastly? Can we lure her?

[Silver] - She might be able to take a little, but that one won't really take much energy until it's a Gengar

[CP] Is just waiting for TLOT's concentration to waver so he can move-

[TLOT] Dammit... I really doubt Doc wants her to evolve either.... She's kind of a pest.. What about the Banette? It's still in Lies house somewhere, right? Isn't it a ghost type?

[Silver] - Yeah, but it feeds off of negative emotions, Honedge feeds off of life energy

[TLOT] Gives Cp a slow look obviously thinking that Cps life energy IS mostly negative.

[CP] Is wondering if he can get the ground beneath the lava hot enough to melt and just slip through TLOT's nether energy-

[TLOT] Makes a really defeated face and calls out over the chat again, there's a bit of pregnant silence and then some tromping on the stairs-

[Mb] Comes down with Celine- what do you fuckers want?

[Celine] Hi!

[CP] Narrows his eyes at MB-

[TLOT] To offer you your favorite thing.

[Mb] Suspicious look-

[TLOT] Cp has too much energy and it's building up to a level where he could be a danger to anyone who comes near him.

[Mb] And I care why?

[CP] - I'm fine! It hasn't happened yet!

[TLOT] I want you to take him somewhere and spar with him. I'll watch Celine.

[Mb] Actual genuine smile- gladly.

[Celine] lots of small peeping noises

[CP] - TLOT you are over reacting!

[TLOT] Cuts him loose from the weight- am I? I'm trying to help you. Go get some exercise.

[CP] - Fuck you!- He tromps out of the lava

[Mb] givesTLOT a hard look. - take care of her, or else. [TLOT] You don't have to threaten me. Come on Celine, I'll read you a story. And Silver, thank you for the advice. [Celine] BOOK! BOOK!

[CP] Is growling-

[Mb] is just watching Cp, thinking he might bolt

[CP] Sits down, refusing to move-

[Mb] Aww, you're just gonna pout when we got the go ahead for some bloodshed at last?

[CP] - Only to prove TLOT wrong

[Mb] chuckles darkly- Petty motherfucker

[CP] - Besides, wouldn't you like to see the "love god" proven wrong?

[Mb] Ha! I don't have a personal beef with him like you apparently do.

[CP] - Besides, if given the choice I'd rather fuck my wife

[Mb] Oh yeah... - his voice is oily- saw her go out... With Doc...

[CP] Grits his teeth a liitle-

[Mb] Also, it's more fun to grief you then TLOT, you actually have combat experience. He just tries to subdue everyone. It's lame.

[CP] - No shit! The first time he just sat on me as a full grown dragon!

[Mb] Laughs- you seem to have a long history of being annoyed by dragons!

[CP] - You know, if you ever really want to fight TLOT, all you have to do is hurt Steve

[Mb] Why, what happens when you do that? He just has some kinda fit?

[CP] - He'll probably try to murder you

[Mb] Meh. Another pissed off Herobrine is nothing unique. I presume that fucking weight trick just has a crushing mode or something?

[CP] - Don't know, all he's ever done to me with it is immobilize. But if you piss him off, he'll turn into a giant monster

[Mb] Floats up a bit and does a little roll in the air - Now that sounds unique! Do tell all the gory details!

[CP] - Where's the fun in that? Wouldn't you prefer to find out yourself?

[Mb] Ha! You just want to see me get my ass kicked! Fine, be mysterious as you want fuckhead. I'll do it when you're not around.

[CP] - Oh I'll hear about it later because I'll probably get blamed for it. You know Steve can be vicious for the absolute most ridiculous of reasons

[Mb] Now you're fucking with me! The 'lamb'? He's just a Steve. They all throw decent punches, but that's about it.

[CP] - Mess with his hair

[Mb] ...seriously? Why the fuck....? -Incredulous- Is it because TLOT brushes it perfect or something?!

[CP] - No idea, but go try it out

[Mb] Smarms- Not right now. - He floats close enough to give Cp an irritating poke in the head-

[CP] - Fuck off

[Mb] Come on... The kids are at the sitter, let's fucking rumble.

[CP] - Don't feel like it

[Mb] Keeps poking him-

[CP] - Stop it

[Mb] Nope

[CP] Stands up and just starts walking away-

[Mb] Pulls out a sword and makes a shallow jab at one of Cp's butt cheeks-

[CP] Turns with a snarl-

[Mb] Gives him an answering growl and a wicked smile-

[CP] He can feel his energy building and knows his two choices are always fight or fuck, and due to the massive lack of fucking in his lafe lately, that is the way he is leaning-

[Mb] Swishes his sword a little, just waiting.

[CP] - Don't wanna fight right now

[Mb] Suuure.

[CP] His breathing is becoming a bit harder as he starts walking off-

[Mb] Stalks him at a short distance.

[CP] Is heading for the outside-

[Silver] Is worried and backs away, retreating to his room with Sylveon-

[Mb] shrugs and follows-

[CP] Makes it outside and takes to flight-

[Mb] Spawns his two clones and flies after him at an unhurried pace.

[CP] Goes back to his pouting tree-

[Mb] Waits at the bottom for a few moments and then knocks a block of wood out of the trunk-

[CP] - Stop that

[Mb] Knocks out a few leaf blocks too.

[CP] - Fuck off

[Mb] Sends off one clone and theres some annoyed squawking as he dumps a pail of water in the chicken pen and gets them all wet and bunched up against one corner from the shallow current-

[CP] - Stop messing with my wife's animals!- His breathing is picking up even more now

[Mb] Why? They're all clean now. -Smirks-

[CP] - Just go away!

[Mb] No!

[CN] Comes outside- Where's Lie?

[CP] - Fuck off kid!

[Mb] She went someplace with Doc, pipsqueak.

[CN] - Without me?

[Mb] Sends one clone closer to talk to him, just floating over him - She went outside kid. Where you can't follow.

[CN] Starts tearing up- But... But...

[Mbclone] What the fuck is your problem?

[CN] - I... I wanted to tell her about the new thing I did that helped!

[Mbclone] Oh I gotta hear this. -Hovers over him- What did you do little NOTCH?

[Mbclone] Stops teasing the chickens and comes over too-

[CN] - I... I talked to a... To a programmer, and I was able to help her by giving her numbers... And, and I talked on a phone!

[Mb] Comes over himself so Cn is basically surrounded. - What the fuck... You talked to a programmer? -eyes narrow- What kind of numbers?

[CN] A bit nervously- NOTCH numbers, they are programming new NOTCH's and trying to keep them relatively peaceful...

[CP] Is listening from the top of the tree-

[Mb] Looks unsettled- Why the fuck do they need new NOTCHs?

[CN] - So... So when one dies they can be replaced...

[Mb] Makes a snarling noise, his sword is still out.

[CP] Darts down- Back off from the kid MB

[CN] Looks up at CP a bit surprised-

[Mb] Gives Cp a suprised look- Since when do you care? I thought you hated this little NOTCH?

[CP] - I do, but Lie cares about him and I don't think you want to get bit by one of her pods

[Mb] Yeah, but she aint here. -Uses his two clones to menace Cn a bit-

[CP] Punches the two clones in the face-

-Both clones pop and despawn-

[Mb] Smug- Though you didn't want to fight?

[CP] - I don't

[CN] Moves a bit closer to CP-

[Mb] But you'll defend this teeny little NOTCH?

[CP] - Yes, because I prefer my mate be happy

[Mb] Feints towards Cn-

[CP] Blocks with his sword- CN, go to Notch's place, now

[Mb] Ugly laugh - Maybe I want him to stay here-

[CP] - Go

[CN] Darts off-

[Mb] Squares off with Cp and makes some small jabs towards his legs

[CP] - How about this, as soon as I lose control, you'll be the first to know

[Mb] Oh I'll know, because I'm staying right the fuck here.

[CP] - No, you're not

[Mb] You're gonna make me go away? That's never worked for anyone.

[CP] - Then I'll go somewhere you can't

[Mb] And that would be?

[CP] Creates an opening- The real world

[Mb] Hisses and backs down sullenly- That's cheating.

[CP] - Actually, it sounds like a wonderful idea

[Mb] mutters- asshole.

[CP] Starts going through, he's created an opening to the manor where he knows he's less likely to be followed to-

[Mb] Flips him off and leaves.

[CP] Enters his room and flops onto the bed, getting ready to ride this out-

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Paper Moon Part 11

MB - @thecountessakasha - back again. I hope you’re ready for Part 11!

A/N: Bucky and Steve end up at a venue that has a 40s night and meet an OFC, Melissa Rose, a singer in a local club. They both are smitten by her, and start to vie for her affections. They end up finding out more about themselves in the process.

Word count: 3200+ because I am a wordy bitch.

Warnings: MEGA SUPER SMUT. Yes it’s unprotected. M/M and F/M/M. Melissa being that slightly Domme woman she is. Oh, and cussing. Like always.

STEVE’S POV

I cannot believe this is actually happening. I’m sitting at Melissa’s little kitchen bar with her and Bucky while we eat Chinese and laugh and talk and spill secrets. Everything is feeling right and perfect. It’s as if my world view righted itself and everything fell into its proper place. It feels… like home. Finally like home.

I look between them as they laugh at something or another, and she’s punching his arm at something he’s said and it doesn’t matter because - Oh my god they are a vision together. And they’re mine. They’re both mine.

They stop when they realize I’ve been quiet for a while, just watching them and I hear her silky voice. “Steve honey? You alright?”

Her brows are kinked upward, looking a little worried. Bucky’s head is tilting to the side and he’s looking at me slightly concerned. She’s beautiful. He’s gorgeous. And they’re mine.

“Yeah, doll. I'm…. I’m perfect. I’ve never felt this good in my life.” I shake my head as if I can’t believe it. “I’m just admiring what this grand universe has granted me.”

She reaches over and brushes her thumb against my flushed cheek. Bucky matches her action and I breathe out the most contented sigh.

“I know, pal. I never thought, never dreamed I could be this happy. Certainly not after everything I’ve done. But I look at you and I look at her, and I’m rocked to the bottom of my soul…” Bucky trails off as he looks down.

I know he doesn’t believe he’s worth this, like she doesn’t. And they are, they deserve so much happiness. And I want nothing more than to give it to them as long as I breathe.

I reach for his hand, grasping it before brushing the back of it lovingly with my thumb. He looks up, eyes meeting mine as his lips curl into a soft, sad smile. “We’re going to make this work. We are. You and I have waited far too long. We deserve this.” Grabbing her hand, I add, “We all deserve this.”

Melissa gives a soft sigh of disbelief at the last part, brushing off that thought. I look directly at her, “You do. You deserve happiness. After everything you’ve told us, I’ve never been more sure of anything.” I pull her off her stool quickly and into my lap as she yelps. Chuckling at her reaction, I bury my face into her neck, nipping at the soft skin there making her squirm.

Bucky is behind me suddenly - our food abandoned as he wraps his arms around my waist, lips against my jaw making me moan softly against her.

I link my fingers through his at my hip, letting my head loll to the side to allow him more access. I can feel him inhale deeply before his tongue darts out to taste my skin.

Melissa leans in closer, her lips brushing mine in a gentle kiss before joining Bucky’s at my jaw. Their teeth nip at me, at each other’s lips, then me again and I’m losing all train of thought.

Bucky tugs my hips back against him, and I can feel his arousal pressing against me. Melissa swings her leg over my lap to straddle me, and our breathing quickens. She’s grinding her heated, damp, naked core against the bulge on my jeans each time Bucky pulls me back against his own trapped in his sweats.

I lift my arm and grab behind me pulling Bucky closer by the back of his neck, lost in the feel of him molded to me. Hips, chest, lips, tongue, teeth, his metal hand digging into the flesh of my left thigh. Melissa’s rocking on me, the fingers of my other hand tangling in her hair as we share a rough kiss. This is better than I ever imagined.

She cries out suddenly, her mouth opening fully against mine and it’s then I realize that Bucky is reaching around the other side to tease her wet folds. “Have you tasted her, Steve? Have you tasted our Angel?” His lips brush the skin behind my ear, rutting his swollen, cloth covered cock against my back.

“I have but it will never be enough. Never.” I pull away from her kiss and he’s sliding his fingers over my lips, coated in her slick, rolling the pads of them onto my tongue. Roughly, he takes the same hand and grabbing a thick hank of my hair at the crown, bending me backward to assault my mouth with his as we share her flavor between us.

I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on in my life. I suck at his lips, nibbling them before letting him slide his tongue over mine. We kiss with an ease and passion like we’ve been doing it for a hundred years. Little whimpers of pleasure are coming from Melissa as she watches us from her perch atop my lap, Bucky’s hand having returned between her legs, teasing her.

He’s toying with her clit, I can tell by the noises she’s making so I slide a hand under his, dipping two fingers into her leaking entrance. The kiss between he and I becomes more hungry and heated and I pump my fingers in and out of her leisurely, loving how she feels around them.

“Angel,” he murmurs against my mouth, “Can you cum for us, right here, right now? You’re close, ain’t ya, sweetheart? I know you are. I can feel you swelling. Your tiny pink little bud, so delicate, so sensitive. She’s tightening around your fingers, isn’t she, Steve?”

I don’t move my mouth from his to answer, “Yes she is, Buck. Christ, she feels so good.” As I lick into his mouth, savoring him, I curl my fingers toward her front wall as he pinches and rolls her little bundle of nerves.

That’s all it takes and she’s falling apart for us, shuddering, “Oooohhh fuck… oh god, Steve, Bucky yes fuck yes my good boys…” Her nails rake down my back and his arm as we bring her through bliss, until she can no longer move.

Her mouth is slack, head slung to the side barely able to hold onto us. She’s collapsed on my chest, and I slip my fingers out of her, mimicking Bucky’s action from earlier and sliding them against his lips before kissing him roughly. I can feel her shaking, little tremors rocking her body while Bucky keeps brushing her clit with his thumb.

“Non, non. Too much,” and she’s sliding off my lap onto her wobbly legs. I catch her, helping her to her feet her robe still halfway open.

Bucky chuckles as he pulls away, “I think we should take her to bed, don’t you?” He’s placing little kisses on my neck, pulling Melissa in close to his chest.

The next thing I know she’s grabbing my hand as she heads down the little hallway, “Well, I certainly agree.” Her laugh echos as we all scramble toward the bedroom.

BUCKY’S POV

We’re all three fumbling toward her - our?- bedroom, giggling like school kids, unable to keep our hands off each other. I pick her up easily and toss her onto the bed, which makes her laugh and it’s SUCH an intoxicating sound.

I take advantage of Steve being distracted by it too, to grab him and kiss him full force, tugging his shirt off over his head. We’re fighting to get each other undressed. His shirt, my shirt. His jeans, my sweats. To our mutual surprise, neither of us are wearing any boxers. We grin, finally getting to feel one another, skin to skin for the first time.

I feel drunk, like back in the day when I could really get drunk, and I can’t stop kissing him. My hands explore every inch, feeling each exposed piece of flesh while he makes little sounds of pleasure doing the same to me.

His fingers find my scar, and he pauses here. It feels like everything slows down suddenly. He gingerly touches it, his eyes tinged with hurt and regret and a deep sadness as he looks me over.

I grab his wrists, stilling them, “It’s not your fault, Steve. Please don’t do that to yourself. It’s not your fault.” I let go of his wrists, cupping his face in my hands, “You didn’t know. You couldn’t know.” I pull him in for a deep, loving kiss, soft yet unyielding.

I can feel him fully relax, then press against me, needy, wanting. Our cocks brush against each other’s and we both moan softly before he’s kneeling suddenly, grasping mine in his hand.

He looks to Melissa, kneeling up beside us on the bed, and she nods, “You want to taste him, don’t you, mon bon petite Captiane?”

A grunt comes from him and I’m getting harder and harder as he grips me tight. My fingers slide into his hair, my legs trembling and she reaches out, pulling his head back so she can look at him, “Steven. Use your words.” Fuck, that tone she uses makes my knees weak.

“Oui, Maîtresse, I do.”

“Then taste him. He wants you to. Look at him, so ready to feel your mouth on him. He’s waited for decades for this, indulge him. You don’t need my approval.”

And he does and I am lost. That I can have him, her, both of them, either of them, all of them. The feel of his mouth on my sensitive head is enough to make me nearly collapse. Seeing him on his knees before me, wanting nothing more than to give me pleasure has me nearly cumming instantly.

This is everything I’ve ever wanted and now it’s happening and I still can’t believe it.

Steve is taking his time, his soft insistent tongue exploring every dip and ridge and and I’m trembling violently. It’s like he’s memorizing me, the feel of me, my scent, my sounds and reactions. Like I did with Melissa.

He looks undeniably beautiful. His mussed blonde hair all spiked in different directions from our hands, skin perfectly flushed pink in all the right places, mouth surrounding my cock as he stares up at me. His grip on my base hasn’t lessened. He keeps pumping, obviously doing to me what he knows feels good to him.

And GOD does it feel good. His tongue runs over my slit tasting the precum that gathered while we were in the kitchen and continues to flow. He lets out a moan at the flavor and I’m only moments from exploding.

“Steve…fuck..” my knees are buckling, “I’m gonna cum Steve, baby, so if you don’t want a mouthful you’re going to have to move.. Oh god..” my hands grip his hair and try to tug him backward, but he snarls possessivly and doesn’t let me back away. He keeps sucking and pumping and finally I release into his mouth, uttering a string of unintelligible words in Russian and English mixed with growls and grunts.

He swallows everything, though it takes him a bit, grinning widely, so proud of himself. I drop to my knees once he’s done, hungrily kissing him, tasting myself on his tongue. “Greedy boy, ain’t ya, jerk?” I murmur lowly as I finally pull back for a breath.

“You’re goddamn right I am, punk. I’ve waited too long for this, I’m not missing a single drop. You’re mine. Every bit of you.” And his hands are suddenly in my hair roughly pulling me into yet another fierce kiss.

We both turn and look at Melissa who has propped herself up against the pillows on her head board, merely watching the show. She’s tossed her robe on the floor somewhere because she’s gloriously laid bare, knees splayed, finger slowly strumming her delicately sensitive clit as she’s taking us in. Her teeth pressing into her bottom lip, a wicked little grin playing at the corner of her lips, she raises a single brow at us.

“You two… are going to be the death of me yet.” Giving a little whimper as she dips a finger inside her deliciously tight entrance then bringing it back to her clit slowly, she looks from me to Steve to me again, merely waiting. Watching. Studying.

It takes about two seconds for Steve and me to scramble up on the bed, both of us lunging for her like wolves stalking prey, burying her beneath kisses and nibbles and strokes and licks. She’s laughing madly beneath us between gasps of pleasure and surprise.

Steve and I each take a leg, spreading her open and begin to kiss slowly up, starting at her ankles, passing her calves, tickling the crooks of her knees with our lips. She’s shaking, the contact from the two of us perhaps overwhelming her.

“Now boys… be gentle with your old lady.” she manages to murmur as her fingers slide into our hair. She tugs at our strands hard before he and I meet at her core. My eyes lock with his and we both begin to feast on her, sharing her between us, kissing each other, then licking her, repeating this over and over before she starts pushing at our heads.

He and I pause our actions, peering up at her as she’s shuddering beneath us. “What’s wrong, Angel?”

She’s looking back and forth between us with a scowl. I’m starting to get worried. I look at Steve and he seems worried, too.

She puts her hands on her hips and intones in a low husky voice, “If one of you don’t fuck me right now I’m kicking you both out.”

MELISSA’S POV

I’m trying, but I can’t hold the frown. I start laughing and I pull Bucky toward me as Steve leans in to capture my lips in a deep, slow kiss. “You keep saying we’re gonna be the death of you, but I think it’s the other way ‘round, Maîtresse.”

I feel Bucky position himself between my legs, his already rock hard cock nudging my entrance gently before sliding all the way in, making me groan against Steve’s mouth which makes him kiss me even harder, my back arching up off the bed. “Fucking hell…”

My fingers tighten in Steve’s hair as Bucky starts the slow drag in and out, already moaning about how good I feel around him. Steve kisses a lazy path from my chin to my jaw to my neck and down my chest before capturing a taut nipple in his mouth, teeth scraping it gently as he tugs on the barbell there. His hand finds my other one and the stimulation is just… fucking incredible.

I feel his mouth suddenly disappear, Bucky having grabbed his hair and pulled him into a deep, heavy kiss. God, I love seeing them together.

I can feel Steve’s arm working his cock as they kiss, hearing Bucky grunt and groan into it as he plows into me. I watch them above me, and between my own moans and whimpers, I manage to get out, “Suck his cock, Sergeant.”

Bucky breaks the kiss to look down at me, teeth pressing into his lower lip. “He’s waited as long as you have. You want to, I know you do. Do it.” I raise my hands to trail down his belly, simply enjoying the feel of him being inside of me.

Suddenly, Bucky flips us around to where he’s on his back and I’m riding him. I reach behind him, propping his head and back up on the pillows against the headboard and Steve crawls over to us. He looks down at Bucky who’s wearing a huge smirk, “Get over here, jerk.”

He reaches out and grabs Steve by the ass, pulling him forward and instantly wrapping his lips around Steve’s swollen head. He growls against him with a particularly sharp buck of my hips, sliding him deeper inside of me.

I watch Steve’s head loll backwards at the initial contact, his hips jerking forward, Bucky’s name tumbling off his lips like a quiet prayer. His long fingers slide into the dark strands of Bucky’s hair, but he doesn’t tug. He just rests them there.

I start to move my hips again and I lean forward to press my lips against Bucky’s collarbone as he works Steve’s cock with that wickedly skillful tongue of his. I make little marks up and down his flesh, whispering what a good boy he is, how well he’s pleasuring Steve and me.

Each time I thrust against his hips he groans against Steve’s cock, and Steve is starting to tremble. “That’s it, come on my good boy, show Steve how much you want him, how much you need him. Look at how well you’re doing, he’s a wreck, Sergeant, and that’s all because of you.”

Bucky must be doing something right, because Steve is already warning him the same way Bucky warned Steve. Not to be outdone, Bucky digs his fingers into the flesh of Steve’s ass, holding him in place as Steve releases into his mouth, a babbling incoherent mess at the end.

He collapses beside Bucky, spent for the moment as Bucky works to swallow what Steve has given him.They’re kissing each other softly now, foreheads pressed together. I pick up the pace, renewed into the moment by what I just saw. Bucky gives a low growl and starts to pound up into me, sitting up to press me against his chest.

He attacks my neck, my shoulders with nibbles and kisses, then moves back a bit as Steve’s nudges him to get at my breasts, mouth latching to my nipple, fingers tugging on the other.

I toss my head back, lost in the pleasure when I feel Bucky’s metal hand slide down to my hip to guide me faster and his flesh hand snake between us to capture my little bundle of nerves. My whole body is trembling and I hear them, chanting for my release, mixed praises, each name for me, “Come on, Angel, let go for us…” “That’s it, Maîtresse, give us what we need, what we crave…”

I can feel it build, it’s right on the edge and finally the thread breaks as I cum around Bucky’s cock, white spots popping in my line of vision. I feel as if I’m floating, disconnected as my mouth tries to frame words and cannot. Something in French, intermingled with their names and a myriad of screams and whimpers, my nails digging into Bucky’s abdomen. His release is immediate once he feels me tighten, spilling into me all he has. “Holy shit, Melissa …. Oh fuck…”

They watch in awe as I come apart for them, one of Steve’s hands now cradling my head so I don’t fall backwards. I can feel his lips tenderly kissing the corner of my mouth while Bucky is licking along my jawline. My bones feel like jelly and I collapse forward onto Bucky’s chest, my head rolling onto Steve’s shoulder as they sit side by side.

“My god, my Angel. I have never seen anything more beautiful than that in my life.” Bucky’s brushing his thumb along my lower lip as he curls the backs of his knuckles against my cheek. Steve is running his fingers through my hair, cooing soft praises against the crown of my head. They lean their heads against each other’s as they cradle me, their faces matching masks of adoration.

I regain my breath, my power of speech and mumble, “Who’s going to be the death of whom?” I laugh softly, still feeling weightless in the strong arms of my two boys.

Exactly where I’m meant to be.

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Paper Moon Part 13

MB - @thecountessakasha here once more. Part 13 is finally finished. There’s a bunch of smut in it to make up for the last chapter.

I’m going to tag a couple people who I’ve told about this and my really special love who keeps betaing this for me @evansscruff - thank you, darling.

This honestly started out as maybe a one shot but as I got going, I decided it’ll be chapters. How many? No frigging idea. This is my absolute first time writing a fic of any sort and yes I did base the OFC on myself. I hope y'all enjoy.

Word count: 3200+ because I am a wordy bitch.

Warnings: Minimal angst. Mega smut. And as always, a lil fluff.

STEVE’S POV

Bucky and I finished cleaning up the kitchen while Melissa was still in the bedroom. We could hear her tearing apart her closet and muttering to herself obviously trying to find the perfect thing to wear to the tower.

“Maybe we should go help her, man. She’s gonna drive herself crazy.” He’s running a hand through his hair and looking at me with his brows knit in worry.

I glance down the hallway as I hear the thud of shoes obviously hitting the wall. “I mean, maybe? I don’t know. I don’t know how to do this. To navigate this.”

Laughing softly, Bucky waves a hand at me. “It’s fine, Steve. I got it.” He gestures to the living room, “Maybe you can clean the rest of this place up while I help her, alright?”

“Alright. That’s sounds like a plan.” I get to work on the living room, straightening up. I didn’t intend to do a deep clean, but as I got into it, I figured I may as well. She deserves the world, but for now a nice clean apartment will do.

While cleaning, I’m also exploring. Learning more and more about her. She clearly values comfort over appearance. An overstuffed couch, two big recliners, an old oak coffee table covered in little nooks and crannies to organize things. Warm and worn hardwood floors, small lamps placed here and there give an inviting atmosphere.

Floor to ceiling windows make up the wall her couch faces. They give a perfect view of the busy city street below. The other three walls are lined with bookshelves that are stuffed to the gills with everything from classics to non-fiction tomes on the Holy Land to current newspapers and magazines.

I run my fingers over the spines of the various books as I dust, feeling as if I can get a sense of her by touching things she obviously holds dear. These books are well loved, well used.

There are pictures in frames everywhere. Family, friends, fans I assume. Her stunning wide smile is ever present in all the ones she’s in. Even those that are clearly her as a child. I love how she’s memorialized these experiences.

Making my way around my eyes land on one that gives me pause. It looks older, like a picture from my time. A beautiful young woman with dark waves, near crystalline eyes, and a small smile that looks as if she’s holding a secret.

She looks so much like Melissa.

I make a mental note to ask her about it.

New Orleans street scenes, shots of the Gulf of Mexico, fleur-de-lis, magnolias, oak trees, pelicans, and stylized skulls in the manner of Dia de Los Muertos make up most of the art pieces that join the photographs littered about her apartment. Nearly every square inch of wall and available table space is covered by something.

I spy a couple of hand woven reed baskets overflowing with spare blankets, a large standing empty ashtray by one recliner, and a huge brass hookah with what looks to be about 4 pipes is in one corner. I’ve never seen her smoke, never tasted it on her. Maybe she has it for guests.

On a little table perched beside one of the recliners is a large, messy stack of sheet music with lyrics handwritten on the pages. I gather the papers, intending to merely put them in a more orderly pile but curiosity gets the better of me and start to thumb through them.

Looking them over, I see she has written little notes for herself near the titles. “Tennessee Whiskey in the style of Chris Stapleton. At Last in the style of Etta James. Between the Bars in the style of Madeleine Peyroux. Hallelujah in the style of k. d. lang. Brave by Jhene Aiko. WWOZ by BTE.” I’m reading them aloud, wondering what they would sound like in her voice.

I come to the next one and my eyes widen, “Fucked My Way Up To the Top by Lana del Rey.” With grin and a shake of my head, I straighten the papers and set them back on the little end table.

“Find something interesting, Steve?”

I nearly jump out of my skin at the proximity of her voice. “Holy shit, Melissa. You can’t sneak up on an old man like that.”

Her head falls backwards as she gives one of her full, loud laughs, “And here I thought you were a super soldier.” She reaches out running a fingernail down my forearm.

Turning to face her, my eyes take her in. “Melissa…you look great.” I can see nearly all of her tattoos, the ones decorating her legs, her arms, her shoulders, a tiny peek of the one down her spine. My knees weaken a bit when I realize I can also see the outline of those delicious little barbells through the material of the dress.

She looks down at her dangerously low cut sundress then back up to me, her cheeks and chest flushing pink at the compliment. She hooks a thumb over her shoulder, “Bucky’s suggestion.”

I see him grinning behind her nodding his head. “As soon as I saw it, stuffed all the way in the back of the closet I might add, I knew that’s what I’d want to see her in. Seems you like it, too.”

“I do!” I grab her in my arms, spinning her around, her feet swinging off the floor. She starts laughing loudly, “Bucky help me!”

“Hey, you’re on your own, Angel. Ya gotta take the consequences for being so beautiful.”

She groans loudly at the cheesy statement. “God, y'all are dorky.” I start to laugh as I plant her back on the floor, taking note of the black strappy sandals adorning her perfectly pedicured feet.

I lean down kissing her gently, taking her a little by surprise. “I was just looking around. I love seeing all the pictures you have.” Gesturing to the one I was most curious about I continue “Who is this beautiful dame? You look an awful lot like her.”

Melissa reaches out for the picture, holding it gingerly in her hands. “My maternal grandmother. She’s the one who gifted me with her knowledge of wartime era fashion. Her and my grandfather taught me all the songs. They also taught me all the dances. Everyone in the family always said I was her spitting image.”

Bucky gives a soft hum of approval, “Then we owe her a great debt.”

She brushes her fingers tenderly over the image. “They all said it was like she’d been made again in me. I was just like her in temperament and personality. Looks, too. Except for one thing.” Her eyes meet mine. “She had ice blue eyes and I ended up with the Irish green from my father’s side.” She shrugs a little.

“And a stunning green they are. My favorite color.” I slide my hands down her arms then take her hands in mine. “Are you ready, doll? I know this is still very overwhelming for you. But we’ll be there. Right beside you. Each step of the way.”

“They’re gonna love you.” Bucky’s low voice comes out muffled as he’s taken up the position standing behind her, his lips attached to one of her exposed shoulders.

She wraps an arm around my waist resting her head on my chest, then pulls Bucky closer behind her. “If you two think you’re ready, then I’m ready. I won’t say I’m not scared. I am. But some things in life take risk. And I believe you two to be worth that risk.” Her eyes find mine as she speaks the last sentence, and I can see the worry. I can also see how sincere and how heartfelt her words are.

“Merci, Maîtresse.”

“Thank you, Angel.”

BUCKY’S POV

While I make Steve clean her apartment, I quietly slide into her bedroom. What I see makes me stop in my tracks. She has torn apart her closet, her dressers. Shoes and clothes are strewn everywhere.

She’s sitting on the floor, back against the bed looking on the verge of tears. “Angel? Melissa? Are you alright?”

Shaking her head she gestures toward the room, “I have nothing to wear. I can't… I can’t go to the tower. I can’t meet the team. They’re your family, Bucky. I need to make a good impression.” Her voice is small, soft, tinged with fear.

I sit on the floor beside her and gather her in my arms, “Hey, hey. It’s ok.” My fingers slide up the sides of neck and I cup her cheeks turning her face to mine. “Listen to me. You’re beautiful. No matter what you wear, you are beautiful. I want you to be comfortable. That’s my main concern.”

“It’s going to be enough of a shock to them about you and Steve. When they meet me and realize the part I play in this, they’re going to hate me.” She’s trembling as she says these words. “And so are your adoring fans. I just …I don’t fit the bill. Not to mention when we go public with our relationship. People won’t be able to handle it.”

I tighten my grip on her. “Melissa, we are all adults here. This is our choice. So what if people don’t like it? They don’t live our lives.” My thumbs brush her cheeks. “And Steve and I want you. More than that, we need you. Neither he nor I have felt as good in our lives as we have since you came along. It fits. You fit. You belong with us.”

She seems as if she has some reply, some counter, but she closes her mouth and just looks at me. Really looks at me. After a moment, she places her hand on my chest and shakes her head. “Oh, Bucky.”

Seeing her like this, I’m overcome. She is perfection and she just doesn’t believe it. I give a shake of my head and suddenly I’m pressing my lips to hers. Her eyes widen a second then she’s kissing me back, sighing softly into my mouth. Her small hands grab for me, tugging at my shirt.

My fingers slip into her robe, pushing it off her shoulders to let it pool around her hips. I’m groaning against her skin as I move from her lips to her jaw making my way to her chin. “How can you not see that? How can I make you understand?”

She’s melting under my touch, her fingers slipping into my hair pulling me close. My lips move against the hollow of her neck, “Everything about you makes me crave more and more.” My tongue darts out licking along her collarbone, teeth nipping at the muscle connecting her neck and shoulder.

I have never heard such delicious sounds from anyone in my life.

“Bucky…” she’s whining. “I have to get dressed, baby boy.” I slip my hand lower, the backs of my knuckles just barely brushing against the wetness between her legs.

I growl against her neck, “But you’re soaking for me, Angel. How can I resist?” My fingers part her folds and I find her little swollen bundle of nerves, pressing against it lightly.

A gasp falls from her lips and I bring my left hand up to cover her mouth. “Shhhhh, lover.” She gives a little whimper as I pull her onto my lap, and I quickly shimmy my sweats down. My hardness slides against the damp heat between her legs making me groan.

Our lips crash together, the kiss all tongues and teeth. She wraps her body around mine as I slide into her, sheathing myself fully. “Oh fuck…” she whispers, her forehead pressing against my chest. Her fingers glide into my hair and she yanks my head back forcefully, her eyes meeting mine.

The gaze is heated, longing and we stare at each other for a moment before her hips start to move a bit, letting me know it’s ok to begin. I grip her ass, fingers digging into her flesh as I start the push pull of her on my cock.

“Quickly, baby boy. Harder…” She has one hand still tightly wrapped in my hair, tugging. Her other raking nails down my back filling me with a shiver of sweet pleasure at the pain. Her hips rock in time with my thrusts.

I take one hand and slip it between us, finger tripping over her clit in small circles as I keep thrusting up into her. “That’s it Bucky baby… yes just like that..fuck I’m close…”

She bites into my shoulder to muffle her screams as her orgasm washes over her. “Fuck Angel you’re so Goddamn tight…!” and I’m spilling into her, her climax setting off mine. We shudder together then still, breathing heavily wrapped up in each other’s arms.

“I hope I didn’t break your skin.” She laughs darkly, licking the spot where she bit me.

I snort, “Somehow I don’t think you’ll lose sleep over it if you did.” I pull back and place a kiss on the tip of her scrunched up nose. “Now, where were we? Oh yes. Let’s find you something to wear.”

MELISSA’S POV

Yep. The death of me.

I’m dressed in a rather revealing sundress that Bucky picked out. The bodice of which is a deep blue that fades into a lovely aqua by the time it reaches the hem resting just above my knees. I’m not sure I’m entirely comfortable with it. I do love these strappy gladiator style sandals that wrap up and around my calves, though.

Both he and Steve have assured me I’ve never looked more beautiful and that it’s the perfect thing to wear for the “mission” we’re undertaking. If they are happy, then I am happy.

They’re currently my giant bookends as we walk the few blocks toward the tower, arms linked, chatting between ourselves. Occasionally they’ll lean over me and peck little kisses on each other’s lips and it makes my heart swell.

I look up at each of them just before we reach the tower. A little gasp comes from me as I get choked up, teeth pressing harshly into my bottom lip. “Y'all. Can we just …can we hold up for a second?”

They stop immediately looking down at me as I stare at the massive building across the street from us. My eyes move from the bottom all the way to the top spire and the gigantic A adorning it.

I’m taking slow, deep breaths. Steve moves in front of me, fingers sliding around the back of my neck, thumb brushing my cheek. “It’s ok, Melissa. I promise. We promise.” I feel Bucky’s arm around my waist, squeezing my side reassuringly.

“I trust you. Both of you.” I reach for Steve, kissing him hard. Pulling away from him I turn and do the same with Bucky. I close my eyes, once again taking several deep breaths. My hands clench and unclench. After a long moment I link my arms into each of theirs and give a sharp, quick nod of my head. “Alright. Let’s do this.”

Stepping off the curb and crossing the street we make our way into the lobby. A couple of quick turns, a couple of quick hellos to random employees and we reach a deserted corridor. A female voice comes from somewhere, greeting the boys.

“Captain Rogers. Sergeant Barnes. Glad to see you’re back.”

Steve pipes up, “F.R.I.D.A.Y., we’ve brought a guest. She’ll be visiting often. Her name is Melissa Rose. Can you please set up a profile for her?”

A profile? What the fuck…?

As Steve speaks to this… F.R.I.D.A.Y., Bucky realizes I’ve frozen in place. His fingers link through mine and he runs a hand down my arm, “It’s ok. It’s just a matter of precaution. We want you to be safe here. And that requires some security measures.” He brings my hand to his lips, placing a feather light kiss on my palm.

“Of course, Captain Rogers.” Steve guides me to a wall with scanners and such on it. “State your name, please, ma'am.”

“Melissa Anne Rose.”

“Now, please step forward and place your hand against the plate. Lean in and keep your eyes open so that I may scan those as well.”

At least her voice is comforting. I do as she asks, giving her a scan of my right palm as well as my eyes. Suddenly, red beams are scanning my whole body. After a few seconds, she speaks again.

“Thank you, Ms. Rose. I have everything I need.”

“O..okay.” I turn to the boys, “Well, now y'all know everything, huh?” my lips quirking into a small smirk as they laugh.

“Come on, Angel. Let’s head up.” Bucky takes my hand, pulling me to the elevator as Steve follows.

“Lounge floor, F.R.I.D.A.Y., if you please.”

“Of course, Captain Rogers.”

The elevator doors close and suddenly they’re both pressing against me. Steve has his face buried in the crook of my neck as he’s pushing me back against Bucky’s chest. “You look so beautiful, it’s been hard keeping my hands to myself.” He paws at me, making my knees weak. Bucky is holding me up, keeping me steady on my feet as Steve takes advantage of the small space.

I feel his thumbs scratch against the material covering my nipples and it’s then he realizes I’m not wearing a bra. He tugs lightly on the barbells, grinning against my neck. “Melissa… you’re so naughty.”

“This dress doesn’t have a need for a bra, mon petit Capitaine.” I feel Bucky’s hands on my hips, gripping them tightly as Steve growls against my neck. His hand travels down reaching the hem of the dress. He tugs then lifts it slightly, rubbing his fingers against my clothed core. I immediately start to soak through the flimsy cotton, my knees buckling, “Shit, Steve.”

I hear Bucky chuckle darkly behind me. “What’s wrong, Angel?”

“You know Goddamn well what’s wrong, Sergeant.” Steve takes advantage of Bucky distracting me to slip two fingers inside the waistband and into my dripping cunt. “Steve! Fucking hell…”

“Oh god, Maîtresse. You’re soaking.” He quickly kneels down, his strong arms parting my legs as Bucky continues to hold me up. I feel Steve’s tongue press against the fabric covering me, then he roughly pulls it aside to assault my folds with his mouth.

I cry out loudly which brings Bucky’s hand to cover my mouth. “Quiet, Angel. No need to arouse suspicion.” He drops his mouth to my neck, nibbling and licking as Steve devours my pussy. His grunts and groans sending vibrations all through my body.

I cum hard and quick, all over Steve’s talented mouth, my screams muffled by Bucky’s hand. I release Steve’s hair, which I had bunched tightly in my right hand, and he stands after fixing my underwear and my dress. Licking his lips, he grins, leaning in to kiss me. God I love tasting myself on their tongues.

He then grabs Bucky over me, kissing him hard so that they share my flavor. I feel Steve’s hand on my breast, tugging gently at the barbell there through the fabric of my dress. I giggle softly, trying to fix his hair.

Separating as the doors open to the lounge floor, we exit the elevator with huge smiles plastered on our faces. As we step into the large room, the boys grab my hands in theirs as they bracket me. Steve gives a wave to the room.

“Hey guys.”

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ellie-makes-mbs · 4 months

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hey!

i just wanted to make a post to say i’m closing requests for the time being

i hate to do this, and i thought i might be able to pump out some moodboards to keep up, but i have over 40 requests in my inbox right now, and i keep getting more every day (i think i’ve gotten 10-15 today?)

i just started school again, so i’m busy with that plus extracurriculars and life as a whole, so i don’t have as much time as i want to make moodboards

i haven’t made a moodboard for myself since november

i love making y’all’s requests, truly, but it’s a little overwhelming, so i’m gonna turn off the ask box until i’m more caught up

#thoughts running through my head//non mb

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ericfruits · 7 years

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The tasks facing the new Saudi crown prince

WHEN King Salman acceded to the Saudi throne in 2015, it was plain that his son, Muhammad, wielded the real power. He may formally have been second in the line of succession, but Muhammad bin Salman (known as MBS) ran most of the things that mattered: the plan to transform the Saudi state and wean the economy away from oil; the war in Yemen and the wider contest against Shia Iran; and much else besides. When he gave his first on-the-record interview, to The Economist in January 2016, MBS spoke about Saudi Arabia in the first person—talking of “my borders”.

On the face of it, the elevation of MBS to crown prince, replacing his older cousin, Muhammad bin Nayef, means only that his job title has caught up with reality (see article). Yet it rewrites the kingdom’s strange rules of succession. Whereas power once passed along the line of ageing sons of King Abdel Aziz Al Saud, the state’s founder, it now goes down the blood line of King Salman. No one would be surprised if Salman, who is 81, were to abdicate in favour of his 31-year-old heir.

That the old brothers are no longer up to the task of running the kingdom is not in doubt. Saudi Arabia must prepare its youthful population (70% of Saudis are under 30) for a fast-changing world in which they will have to work for a living. Oil is likely to remain cheap for a long time, the politics of religion are tearing at the region, and many Arab states have collapsed into civil war. Yet rule by a callow, hot-headed prince could be just as dangerous as stagnation under a gerontocracy.

Intelligent, ambitious and willing to entertain new ideas, MBS shows much promise, but a worrying tendency to act rashly. Abroad, he pushed his country to intervene in Yemen’s civil war. This is now in its third year and has reached a grim stalemate; Yemenis, already the poorest Arab nation, have become even more wretched through bloodshed, hunger and disease. MBS is also thought to be behind the recent diplomatic assault on Qatar. Saudi Arabia and several Arab countries have cut land, sea and air links with the emirate, on vague accusations that it supports terrorism (a charge often levelled at the Saudis, too).

At home, MBS presides over a country still too dependent on hydrocarbons. His gamble of allowing oil prices to fall to drive out high-cost producers failed. More recently, an attempt to support prices by co-ordinated production cuts has not worked either. Now the Saudis face the worst of all worlds: low oil prices and a falling market share for their crude.

This will make it harder for the prince to remake the Saudi state and economy. His plan, known as Saudi Vision 2030, is a radical programme of privatisation (cuts in subsidies and investments in non-oil industries). The first really big step is supposed to be the sale of 5% of the shares in Saudi Aramco, the world’s largest oil company (see article). This would be the world’s biggest listing—even if Aramco is worth less than the $2trn that MBS places on it. The company is streamlining itself to look more like a public company. Tax rates on Aramco’s profits have been slashed from 85% to 50%, closer to international norms. But the prince’s tendency to micromanage and play politics with the listing worries investors.

A young prince in a hurry

Saudis largely agree that their system of bountiful benefits and do-nothing public-sector jobs needs to change. But few welcome austerity. Faced with a backlash, the prince has revoked cuts in allowances and bonuses for civil servants; soldiers fighting in Yemen were given a two-month pay bonus. Some princes now mockingly call MBS al-walad (the boy). Despite these difficulties, or perhaps because of them, MBS is hurrying to consolidate his power. He may feel encouraged by the gung-ho way that President Donald Trump has aligned America with Saudi interests, as defined by MBS, supporting the isolation of Qatar against the better judgment of Rex Tillerson and James Mattis, the secretaries of state and defence.

Saudi Arabia matters immensely, both as a swing producer of oil and as the birthplace of Islam. It has avoided the bloody upheaval that has rocked the Arab world of late, but its stability is far from assured. So reform is urgent. MBS should share some power with modernising princes, while checking the excesses of religious reactionaries and the sprawling royal family. He should relax strict social controls, particularly on women, and encourage more debate and dissent. He should halt the pointless row with Qatar, and seek a political deal to end the war in Yemen. That way he can focus on his biggest task: turning his country’s rentier economy into something more dynamic. Having created a huge job for himself, MBS will be judged on whether he creates lots of jobs for young Saudis.

This article appeared in the Leaders section of the print edition under the headline "A shake-up in Riyadh"

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illfigureitoutasigoalong · 4 years

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my flea dream lol

My weird dream

I had a “flea” dream last night lol. Once my sister had a dream that she was a flea and killed mufasa?? And woke up and was terrified but like the content of the dream was not scary. I had one last night which right now is a little scary. OMG so it wasn’t a nightmare because it was scary, but it was intense and my heart was beating fast when I woke up. So it started out really weird and the direct result of me watching too many episodes of breaking polygamy. I was on a date with an FLDS looking woman in a restaurant that looked gross and I would never go there in real life. What’s weird is that I’ve had dreams in this restaurant before? Anyway I was wearing an amazing cute outfit with a blazer at this date and my weird amish looking date looked…. Amish. And the waiter took her order and then looked to me and goes “are you a man or a boy?” And I was immediately offended hahaha I was just like “what??” And the waiter was like “suit jackets are for men.” I immediately left the restaurant and there was no other sight of my weird date. I got in my car (which was my old gold Honda RIP) and who is inside??? MY EX GIRLFRIEND. That’s when this turned into a nightmare tbh. My least favorite version of her was her when we were in the car and she was driving. In my dream though we were not dating we were just friends after dating. But she was acting weird and possessive and stuff like we were still together. She drove us around being literally the most annoying version of herself. She spilled coffee, got us lost, was extra Vegan, and just generally very annoying. She like had this “I know I’m right attitude” that I used to hate or more like “I don’t care if I’m wrong” attitude. Terrible. As we were driving to my dream house I just got more and more miserable.

THEN the number one reason we broke up, she invited herself to a family party that was being thrown at my house. (Also weird thing about my house in this dream is that it was in the field that used to be there before they built a Walmart on winterpok rd. Also all the women in my family were lined up with red Pizza Hut uniforms and name tags and everyone had a fluffy twist out like they had blowdried their hair??? (Probably another side effect of me watching too much breaking polygamy lmao because they all wear their hair the same on there. I remember members of my family there but also members from the country church we used to go to like 15 years ago. Honestly who even knows why they were also there. I was immediately excited to see all of them and forgot to be annoyed at S. I remember singing “10-20-40” to them as I walked by. Literally so weird.)

SO. As we were driving S had stopped at Pizza Hut which was on the corner in the dream and my dream solution was to run home before she could find me, and get into my weird house before she saw me so that one of my family members would intercept her. It semi worked? I snuck into the basement locker room of my house to (take a shower I guess) and I hear her coming in the alternate entrance. (Random memory about this dream, she was dressed like jojo siwa. Which is odd but its also totally how she would have dressed in like, high school. Literally why did I date this woman) And I see her legs under like a weird stall door that leads to the basement locker room and we start having a screaming match about her even being in my house which is when I woke up with my heart beating fast. I’m trying to even remember what I said but I remember a few parts?

S: “I can’t believe you didn’t wait for me!” (I guess to come into my house? What’s weird about this argument is that I felt the same guilty sense of dread that I used to feel when I didn’t feel like hanging out with her. Cool. Love that for me)

Me: “I had a very not good day, which I know isn’t an excuse.” So eloquent of me. Brilliant grammar. I was referring to being called a man on my weird date, for some reason in my dream this really distressed me.

S: “That’s not an excuse!” (She had cut me off as I was saying the last part)

Me: “I JUST said it’s not an excuse and I’m fucking trying to apologize and you won’t let me!”

And that’s when I woke up. I wish I had stayed asleep longer because I was about to yell at her for 1. We aren’t dating anymore and she was no longer entitled to my time and 2. That she was always inviting herself into places that she just didn’t belong or didn’t fit. This would have gotten ugly so you know it’s probably for the best but still. lol.

So what do I do? I get up and read her reddit posts to make sure she’s still completely unrelateable and surprise surprise she is. So I am making it a vow to stop doing that because all it really does is just make me even more flabbergasted about why I even dated her for so long or even dated her at all. I know deep down that my reasoning was “eh, why not? I need girlfriend experience.” Instead of “wow I am actually interested in this person.” So yep. Never doing that again. And I know it’s terrible but I really want to date someone in my race next time. It’s just easier.

Also I have been thinking about downloading a dating app but I only want friends. I don’t feel like dating anyone right now and also I feel like in order to have a good time in a relationship I need to lose like 150 pounds. Anyway I typed this on my work laptop and I hope if someone reads this later they get a big kick out of it. Hahahah

Also! I text MB all day every day because I think we are both lonely. Yesterday on FT she said “I wish you were a man then we could date.” This really freaked me out. At first (like months ago) my brain was like “oh shit are we about to get a crush” but thank GOD I only feel friendship feelings for her. She’s just really young and very white and sometimes those things are glaringly obvious. It just freaked me out because it made me think like “oh should we be dating???” but the ultimate answer is no. not to mention a week or so ago we had a discussion where she thought i was always mad at her for being racist. But i have to call her out sometimes on the ignorant shit she says. Like ordinarily i would just let people get away with it but if we are gonna be as close of friends as we already are then you gotta know when you mess up. Sorry. But you do.

I was able to get a nintendo switch!! I am having a great time. I just wish my sister was able to get one too. I feel like I can’t be properly excited because she’s really bummed about not being able to get one. I am checking the site over and over again to see if I can get one for her. Also she’s bummed about her job role transitioning for the lend position. I would also be very upset but at the same time she should be just a little grateful for still having a job at this point. I would never say that though. And also i’m not in her shoes so I can’t really judge. I would be PISSED if I climbed my way up the ladder just to be stuck doing what I view as “non-degree work.”

This is terrible but finally the tables have turned in my favor? Hear me out ok. For years I’ve struggled with my health and my job. I was diagnosed with diabetes and high BP when I was 19. I graduated without a job, and worked 5 shitty and semi-shitty jobs for the past 5 years. Finally I have a job that I love (hopefully that lasts) that pays me decently, and I can afford my meds on my new insurance, I stay hydrated which makes me feel better and I’ve gotten really used to listening to my body. I also have accepted my health problems and I am really good at keeping a level head about things. Now though, all of the stuff I already went through and I am dealing with accordingly are happening to my sister and she is miserable. She had a shitty job change (it’s only temporary, but she is WALLOWING in it.) and was diagnosed with asthma. The inhaler gives her heart palpitations and she completely freaks out over them. I’m really not trying to be rude but at least you know they are a side effect and her heart isn’t just going crazy for no reason. But she has been in a terrible mood for weeks and every time she takes her inhaler she has like, an episode. First of all, my mom would have never let me get away with this behavior for so long because I’ve always been kind of sullen and panicky. But also I think sometimes my sister just really needs to grow up. Shitty things happen to everyone and you kind of just have to keep going forward.

AND speaking of growing up, we are trying to look at apartments in the same complex because I feel like honestly she will forget about me if we don’t live within walking distance of each other. I don’t know how much she gets paid but it can’t be much more than me. She’s looking at places with one bedroom that are like $1,500 a month.... like that’s the base rent price. She’s not even counting the security deposit and utilities. I tried to explain it to her and she’s like “I’m pretty sure all apartments cost this much around here.” I’m so sorry but no. They don’t. I’m not paying almost 2 grand a month to live where we do. That’s crazy to me. I found a place I like but she doesn’t seem to like it. I may just have to move there and just be sad for a while when she forgets to hang out with me.

Last thing I guess (since I should be working) I want to write a lesbian romance novel! I am in a bit of a book slump so why not write one of my own. Wouldn’t that be amazing if it could be published??? I have no idea how to write a book so honestly it’s a pipe dream but I was really good at writing fanfiction! It’s gotta be similar right?

#this was a lot longer than I planned it to be

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FansHobby quite possibly just threw a hail-mary pass for my 3rd-Party Transformer figure of the year with MB-06 Power Baser!

Producer: FansHobby

Price: Approx. $210 USD

Release Date: Dec. 2017

Item Height: Approx. 9.25″ for the standard robot and 12.25″ for the Powered, combined mode.

Item Weight: N/A

WHERE TO BUY: The Chosen Prime, TFSource, and AgesThreeAndUp for $200

FansHobby seems to have really hit their stride with their latest release, MB-06 Power Baser. This addition to thair “Master Builder” series is an homage to the “Power Master” version of Optimus Prime (or Ginrai/Super Ginrai in the “Transformers: Masterforce” cartoon.) The videos above share my thoughts and a run through of the transformations but in this article my goal is to break it down piece-by-piece as well as share some additional thoughts on it all and of course a full gallery of it. Check it all out, enjoy, and please share some love (or hate) in the comment section below.

Presentation: Power Baser comes packaged in its alt (truck) mode in a box laden with artwork done by my friend 928 Toys Laboratory (he also did the packed-in bio card as well!) It’s well-fit in the plastic clamshell and there’s no reason at all to feel like anyone is going to get anything broken-in-box due to anything packaging-related. The colors are well-selected and separated, and I personally found the “tampos” (colored logos, writing, and shapes throughout the piece) very attractive because it’s a nod to other Japanese mecha which you’ll see in a glance-over of this site that I primarily collect. The two large blasters as well as the gray “side” blasters are a perfect throwback to PMOP (Power Master Optimus Prime) in its original toy form.

Build: This is a completely plastic piece and genuinely well-made. The plastics used are thick and the different finishes on them really compliment the colors to offset individual pieces. Outside of accents and tampos, Power Baser’s color separation is largely controlled by different colored plastics which I prefer. I didn’t have any q.c. (“quality control” which encompasses things like breaks due to contruction and/or aeshetic defects.)

Just like the original PMOP toy, Power baser has a variety of modes which I’ll give some thoughts on below.

Power Pilot: This is their homage to “Ginrai” of the cartoon which acts as a “Power Master” in both the cartoon as a toy. What a power Master does is transform into something (in this case, a “grill cover”) and attach to a non-sentient (doesn’t think on its own) robot in order to command control of it. It looks great, and at 2″ the articulation is minimal as to be expected (basic, ball-jointed shoulders and hip articulation with elbow and knee bend at 90 degrees each as well as neck swivel.) Aeshtetically, I like that they went with a completely white face rather than a “flesh-toned” mouth because it has a more mecha (robotic) look. The chrome on the grill-cover was a good choice as it looks great when attached to Power Baser.

Truck Mode: I really enjoy Power Baser’s truck mode in that it’s got a very large, “chunky” look that sets it apart from the more “standard” truck cab look of the original design and thus lets it set apart (in a good way) next to other Optimus Prime toys in the same mode. It’s a very simple transformation from robot to (and vice-versa) with six rubber wheels that all set and roll evenly. I think what may turn some people off to it is the very visible robot-mode kibble throughout it; particularly the folded-up arms on the backside of the cab.

Robot Mode: This mode is an homage to the “regular” robot mode for PMOP in the cartoon. Although it mostly resembles the original Optimus Prime from the “G1″ cartoon, PMOP has a number of aesthetic differences from design to proportions which the Robot Mode of Power Baser captures perfectly, and at the same 9.25” height as MP-10 Masterpiece Optimus, it’s a great fit scale-wise to your existing Masterpiece-scaled collection. Where it’s going to blow a lot of your other pieces away though is the articulation. From an insanely wide range of appendage motion to even above-and-beyond stuff like ab-crunch (the ability to actually bend the upper portion of his torso inwards towards the bottom,) this is a piece that I implore you to watch the video above to see in motion as I think the visual does much more than me simply writing “it’s awesome!” I also really like that the large blasters packed in disassemble and transform into smaller blasters for this particular mode.

Combined Mode: Even though Power Baser’s Robot Mode is my favorite, this is where the money’s at. Using the robot and the trailer to transform into the “Super” version of the character, I was floored the second I got it together. At 12.25″ tall, this thing is perfectly sized for a Masterpiece-scaled collection and really stands out as a centerpiece when displayed amongster them. The leg kibble on being so high on its back was the topic of a lot of discussion but personally it looks like a ruck sack to me which boosts the aesthetic and the general, imposing aura of it ten-fold. The option of either having colored or clear eyes (which light up using the LED mechanism within the head activated by a switch on the backside of the head) is a great touch and the ability to swap out within seconds without any unscrewing needed is genius.

What’s especially awesmoe about the Combined mode is that the articulation actually mirrors that of the Robot mode and is especiallt impressive being so large. I think that people who buy this are going to have as much fun putting it into neat poses as anything else in this mode.

Base Mode: Honestly, I found this mode to be very convoluted on the original PMOP toy and that feeling hasn’t changed with Power Baser. With the Robot standing so much higher than the base itself, it’s hard to really take it legitamately as a “fortress” which would actually shield him from anything in in terms of play, I find that the female pegs on the opposite sides of the “combined” hands which hold the black blasters in place on the arms aren’t deep enough to hold them very securely. It’s hard to really hold this mode against the sum of the whole as to me it’s always come off as more of a fan-mode than anything truly attached to the character.

Overall Score: 9.5/10 – FansHobby’s Power Baser definitely isn’t perfect. There are some minor niggles like wishing the hip ratchets on both the robot and powered robot modes were a stronger plastic (they work and hold just fine, but there’s something really satisfying and assuring about that strong “click” that the shoulder ratchets give that I wish were present on the hips as well) and more articulated hands (again an instance where they’re “fine” in terms of general look and functionality, but on the powered robot with the hands being so much larger that lack of individual finger articulation comes off equivalent to a Masterpiece-scaled toy having Classics-scaled articulation; I just naturally expect a bit more.) Even with those nitpicks, this piece is about the most fun I’ve had with a 3rd-Party Transformers figure in some time. FansHobby has really managed to give us a great-looking, solidly-built, and extra-cirricularly articulated (get your obari on) piece that manages to be not only a lot of fun to play with in every mode (even the base-mode is fun albeit convuluted,) but actually fun to take between each mode. I’ve “liked” most of FansHobby’s stuff to this point, but I LOVE Power Baser and even though it may not be for everyone, it’s the Masterpiece-scaled “Power Master” Optimus Prime for me. If it’s not obvious, this gets a helluva’ recommendation from me.

Check out the gallery below and if you fancy one of your own, check out The Chosen Prime, TFSource, or AgesThreeAndUp for $200 and order yours.

FansHobby MB-06 Power Baser

Toy Review: FansHobby MB-06 Power Baser FansHobby quite possibly just threw a hail-mary pass for my 3rd-Party Transformer figure of the year with MB-06 Power Baser!

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Review: MB STAR C3 XENTRY/DAS Windows 10

Like many others I had a long, long struggle getting my XENTRY-DAS setup working and thought I would share some of the learning to the forum.

There are many non-factory setups available with prices generally ~$600 for a C3 Multiplexer, cables, Dell 630 (built-in RS232 port), already loaded HDD. I didn’t want to spend that much and shopped on-line acquiring an external USB HDD with 05-2015 software and VMWare loaded. I acquired the Mux from NaHai Tech. Apparently these Multiplexers are Actia derivatives with the same serial number (6511100299), Part D4. I got the RS232 and OBD cables separately from other vendors as well.

I am using a Dell Inspiron 15 laptop with Windows 10.

VMWaredoes nicely run the XENTRY/DAS software on the virtual desktop through the external USB HDD. A variety of keygens are on-line, or through the forums here to get the necessary keys for WIS/EPC/Xentry. (Just having WIS is a blessing!)

Optimistically I connected it all up to the car (2004 W220.170, S430) but did not get the green “Connected” icon in the desk band. Rats. However the SDConnect Toolkit showed the Mux as “Part D” but “no connection”. So at least the computer sees the Mux.

I had read all the caveats on the forums about RS232 cable type, setting COM Port 2, setting low serial bit rate, fake RS232-RS485 modules on the serial cable, and that C3 Part D is unsupported post 09/2014.

I started troubleshooting with the USB RS232 cable and tried one with FTDI and one without. To be certain they were communicating through VMWare I connected each to the serial input of an old IBM w/ serial port and used serial bus comm software to send/receive data from each computer. So I know either cable will work (if sometimes temperamentally). My version of VMWare Workstation (10.0) requires a “Removable Device” (which can be a thumb drive if you want to import data, or the DVD drive, or USB cable) be selected from a “VM” menu drop down. Its imperative that VMWare recognize that you want to disconnect from the host and put a check-mark by the device listing after the dialog comes up asking permission. Likewise when if you switch to the host (ie Win 10 in my case) the device (i.e. USB serial cable) won’t be available unless you disconnect VMWare’s use of it.

So the problem must be in the Mux itself or a cabling issue beyond the serial cable. After much screwing around and getting nowhere I finally contacted the vendor through their AliExpress contact portal. They were quite responsive and helpful. The HDD came with TeamViewer and so one night in the wee hours I setup the system and after several hours (arg!) the Chinese tech operated Teamviewer and evidently changed some Config settings. The green comm light came on the deskband!! Eureka. Short lived. When I restarted VMWare nothing worked again. NaHai said it must be a software problem, to purchase a plug-in HDD from them. With so much time invested I decided to get another C3 Mux and RS232 cable, fromMBStarTool.com this time, the problem must be with one or the other. Shipping was quite fast actually and in a week or so I had the new setup ready. While waiting I investigated the Mux internals for bad solder joints and mapped the pinouts of the serial cable. I’ve worked with RS232 and RS485 in the past and this wiring is non-standard, to my head scratching.

With the newC3 Mux and new RS232 (but theirs comes with a converter box RS232-RS485, and it has internals) I connected it with my VMWare setup and it works! I can operate Xentry and diagnose the problems with my car – and there are several.

I tried the original Mux too and it works fine as well.

Patience pays. The supplier’s directions for setup and operation of this complex system is lacking. And it is, as everyone has commented many times, a very complex set of electronics and software!!! But anyone with an older Benz and limited budget (i.e. why not buy a new Benz if the budget isn’t limited!) will treasure the XENTRY/DAS‘s abilities and save a lot more money in the long run.

Source:

http://blog.mbstartool.com/2017/08/08/review-mb-star-c3-xentrydas-windows-10/

#MB STAR C3 #benz #SR232

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Canada’s Mortgage Backed Securities (MBS)

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A few weeks ago, there was a feature article in one of the national newspapers on Mortgage Backed Securities in the Canadian marketplace.

I must have had at least 4-5 clients email me this article, and the same number of blog readers asked me to comment on it.

Everybody heard “mortgage-backed securities,” and immediately conjured up images of Brad Pitt and company in The Big Short, and figured this was serious news.

But guess what? MBS’ have been around in Canada for a long, long time…

How does that saying go?

“I know a little, about a lot.”

Or is it, “I know a lot, about a little.”

Well I’m not sure what category I fit into. Sometimes I think it’s both.

But when it comes to blogging, and discussing complex topics that often have a loose association with real estate, but that I want to explore anyways, I’m usually up for the task.

When it comes to Mortgage Backed Securities, however, I can’t in good consicence speak to you guys about what’s going on in the industry, where we were, where we’re headed, and most importantly – the differences between Canada’s MBS’, and those that are associated with the financial crisis in the United States in 2008.

So I’ve called upon my trusted mortgage broker for his thoughts. Although thankfully, it’s not just thoughts, but rather an entire blog post.

Thanks to Ben Sammut from Mortgage Architects for providing the following…

Mortgage Backed Securities: Be Very, Very Afraid…….In A Way

Mortgage Backed Securities! Deposit withdrawals! Sub-prime mortgages!

Are you scared yet? Well you should be. It’s frightening that the majority of people do not know enough about these terms to know what they actually are or that they play a crucial role in a working economy.

BMO recently announced that they would be packaging their non-insured mortgages and selling bonds to the public, backed by these mortgages. The mechanics behind this are very simple:

-A borrower with less than 20% down takes out an insurance policy on their loan. If they ever default, the insurer (CMHC) pays the bank. This poses zero risk to the bank.

-If the borrower has 20% or more down (or is refinancing their property), they are not required to take out insurance and the bank instead assumes this risk. This is typically justified by charging the client a slightly higher interest rate.

-BMO has decided to double dip by charging slightly higher rates AND selling the risk to the public in the form of mortgage backed securities.

-Mortgage Backed Securities are bonds sold to the public that are backed by a large fund of combined mortgages. Essentially, if the fund does well, the bond holders do well. If they fund does poorly (i.e. massive defaults), the bond holders do poorly.

Now it’s worth noting that BMO’s mortgages, and the majority of mortgages in Canada for that matter, are fairly safe.

We have 6 major banks in Canada that fund a multitude of different mortgage lenders. But the entire show is run and regulated by our Ministry of Finance as well as it’s guard dog CMHC (Canada Mortgage and Housing Corporation).

Yes, it is easy to obtain a mortgage today given low rates and real estate markets across the country increasing in value. But the scrutiny through which Canadian lenders have doled out money is quite high; we have some of the lowest fraud and default rates in the developed world.

To play devil’s advocate, taking on the risk for the banks is obviously…risky. It’s in the name! But let’s compare numbers.

There are three components that differentiate the US housing market pre-2007 and our current housing market with respect to mortgage backed securities:

1) The size of MBS funds being traded. 2) The number of players in the game. 3) The way in which mortgages are underwritten/registered.

1) The Size of MBS Funds Being Traded

At the height of the US housing boom in 2007/08, Lehman Brother’s had amassed over $85 billion in mortgage funds from which they sold their mortgage backed securities. This was an accumulation of their own lenders’ money as well as sub-prime loans purchased on the open market.

We’ll speak more about purchasing loans in a moment.

But in the meantime, the $85 billion was sold to pension funds, retirees, mutual funds, etc., and played a very large role in the overall investing economy of the US. For scale, BMO has announced that they are packaging less than $2 billion of their mostly AAA loans.

Up until 2007/08, mortgage lending and home buying were rampant and loosely regulated. The US has hundreds of banks, trust companies, and credit unions all regulated by their own shareholders and local/state regulators – whereas Canada has six.

2) The Number Of Players In The Game

Let that sink in. We have six banks in Canada that own and administer the majority of uninsured mortgages.

This obviously allows for more oversight, regulation, and government intervention. It also allows for more efficient systems as well as greater investment in security and fraud-prevention.

It’s a lot more difficult to sell a skunk loan 6 times and repackage said loan again and again until it eventually looks clean.

And speaking of repackaging loans…

3) The Way In Which Mortgages Are Underwritten

Mortgages in the US are a completely different animal than in Canada. On the northern side of the border, we originate a mortgage for a specific term (usually 1-5 years) and upon renewal of said term, both bank and borrower can part ways or renegotiate the terms of their mutual mortgage. The repayment can take upwards of 30 years, but this time is broken up into terms.

In the US, however, a typical mortgage loan is originate as a 30 year term and traded among lenders.

For example, you may take out a 30 year loan from Sun Trust this year. By next fall, your mortgage could be sold to Quicken Loans, Wells Fargo, or Chase Bank. But more realistically, it could be sold to the Oklahoma Teacher’s Pension, the Denver Steel Workers’ Union, or the New York Jewish College Fund.

In fact, throughout your 30 year mortgage, you could be sold to 6, 7, or 10 different creditors. There is a degree of transparency in this but you can easily see how each seller passes the risk on to the next again and again to remove themselves from any exposure.

When we begin to package these loans again and again, and sell them into other funds, the confusion (and inability to oversee) is magnified. So imagine the chaos when $85 billion was combined and sold from literally hundreds upon hundreds of independent sources…

Frankly, the move from BMO was an inevitability after Justin Trudeau’s government took away their ability to bulk insure their loans back in October/November.

Is it bad for rates? A little.

Is it bad for the bank? Not at all.

Is it bad for the borrowers? Not really, it’s actually business as usual.

Is it bad for Canada’s economy? Not in the slightest.

If you want to read more on this, there was a great article published in May of 2016 by InternationalInvestment.net, entitled: “Mortgage Backed Securities: Time To Let Them Off The Naughty Step?” It’s worth a read for sure.

Bottom line: I personally believe that when the first article about MBS’ popped up in a Canadian newspaper a month ago, it was the first time it garnered a lot of attention. Those that don’t know about MBS’ (which is most people), immediately thought this was something new, and something that perhaps was delivered to the Canadian economy a decade after the United States had their financial debacle.

Now, add a slew of articles and attention to the Home Trust crisis a couple of weeks later, and now a lot of people wanted to connect the two, along with the red-hot Canadian real estate market.

The market is red hot, mortgage backed securities are being sold in Canada, and financial institutions are going under.

Put those three things together, and you’ve got the foundation for a spectacular financial crisis.

Only the MBS’ aren’t anything new. And now Home Trust is doing business.

So while I’m not blaming the media for this one (which is rare, on my part), I think a lot of people who read headlines, but don’t delve deeper, were looking to make connections, and as a result, conclusions, that weren’t there.

I welcome your thoughts on the MBS market here in Canada. And specifically for those in the know, how our MBS’ differ from that of the United States in 2008.

And for those of you who didn’t read any of the above, and were just skimming for something of interest, here’s Selena Gomez explaining a CDO:

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When I was 11, my family got its first computer: an AST "Advantage!", which sported a 66 MHz 486 processor, 4 MB ram and 32 MB of hard drive space. It wasn't the greatest computer, even for the time, but it did have QBasic on it, and having always wanted to make games, I immediately dove into coding.

I stuck with QBasic for the following decade or so simply because I was comfortable with it. I made a bunch of shooters, platformers, and actually a lot of weird games. I made one called "Kill the Innocent" (download it here, but you'll need DosBox to make it work), which featured stick figures walking along a bridge, and you aim a gun at them and just kill them. I remember coding a detailed system for how the man's top-hat would float gently to the ground, and a very simple physics system that would allow you to juggle the man's head in mid-air with shotgun blasts. (I guess I was subtly picking up on the ugliness of violence in videogames even back then, although I certainly wasn't conscious of it, being that my AST Advantage was running Doom so often.)

Kill the Innocent

The thing was, though, that in all that time, I really wasn't learning much about programming. I was kinda just re-using the same ten or so programming keywords - everything was hard-coded, nothing was remotely "modular". In other words, I wasn't really learning to program. I had no idea how to "import a spritesheet" or build something that would run on Windows, let alone an iPhone. I just wasn't a programmer, really.

My Difficulties with Learning to Code

I tried over, and over, and over again in my teens and twenties to branch out and learn to code in something a bit more modern. I can't tell you how many "Learn [Insert Language Here]" books I bought, got through the first three chapters of, and then gave up.

The short answer to why I gave up? Basically, it just seemed really hard for me. More specifically, it was a kind of hard that's particularly difficult for me to apply effort towards. I now understand that programming takes a very particular kind of perseverance, and an almost faith-like belief that "I can and will find the answer".

It's possible that part of the reason was that I was an "art person". I wasn't into math or science in school, but I excelled in music, visual arts, and writing. I think I sort of identified myself as a "creative type", and so when some compile error reared its head, and wouldn't go away after the first two, three, four, five times I tried to fix it, it was easy to feel like "well, I'm not a programmer, after all - I'll need a programmer to fix this."

Ultimately, like anything else, you just have to believe that you can do it, and you will do it. But believing that isn't trivial.

The Non-Programming Designer

For the first decade or so of my career as a professional game developer, I've taken a significant or leading role in the following disciplines: visual art, music composition, sound production, graphic design, web design, writing, game design, marketing, and probably a handful of other skills. Basically: literally every single thing required to make a moderately high production value game *EXCEPT* programming, I did.

My thinking was, well, if I'm doing all of that other stuff, it's reasonable to get help from another person to take the programming role, right? That was always my opinion. I actually even kinda resented the idea that not only do I have to be the guy to do the other dozen things for a game, but I also have to program it? I should be able to find someone to fill in that gap.

And actually, I'd argue that that is reasonable, and it's doable. I've gotten several games out the door doing exactly that. To be clear: you can operate as a non-programming designer. I found teams or individuals who were looking for game designers, artists, composers, and filled those roles.

My argument is that while you can do this, to the extent that you're a game designer, you shouldn't.

Game designers - real game designers, anyway, are people who are actually experimenting with systems and trying to do something with rulesets. Technically, someone who designs a generic puzzle platformer or tower defense game is, of course, a game designer, but I'm not talking about those people. If you're "designing" a Flappy Bird clone, it's probably fine if you're not the person programming it.

For people like myself who are experimenting with new systems of interactivity, the "get a programmer" plan just really isn't practical, because unlike a Flappy Bird clone, serious game design is hard to get right the first time. Or the tenth. Or the hundredth. You need the flexibility to implement an idea when it comes to you at two in the morning like a lightning bolt. Writing an email or a to-do for someone else who might not get to it for a day or two is just too slow.

You need to be personally in the loop of playtesting, iterating and re-iterating yourself. Tweaking variables, changing how things are arranged - you need to be in there doing that. Otherwise, you have a "play by email" sort of problem where even small things can take a long time to do.

Keep in mind that there is some finite amount of time that you will end up working on your game, so you want to use it as best as you can. As the designer, being the - or a - programmer on the project, you can massively increase the number of "iteration loops" that fit into the development timeline (no matter how long or short that timeline is!)

Finally, I find that I have to balance "making the right design calls" with "making a person feel like I maybe don't respect their time" when working with a programmer. Most of the time, if I ask a programmer to code something, later on we're gonna find out that that thing I asked him to do is going to get thrown in the garbage. It's one thing to warn people up front that this will be the case, but it's another thing to be in the moment, telling a person "yeah, about that thing I made you code last week... we're ditching it". I don't want to be in a position where I might be even a little bit inclined to hesitate to make the right call just because it could piss someone off.

What About Board Games?

Board games are a good place to learn game design, and some designers, depending on their philosophy and goals, may be able to just operate making board games for their whole careers. Here's the thing though: despite the fact that there are way more well-designed board games than there are well-designed videogames, board games, as a medium, have some problems. Lots of people think that for bad reasons, like they hate that they're turn based, or they hate that they have to learn rules, or maybe they just hate that board games don't have Rapid CGI-Beheading Quicktime DLC. Those are not the real reasons. Here are the real reasons that board games are problematic:

Working with physical components causes some problems. It's difficult to have much precision in setting a good information horizon.

Lower "practical information density" - based on the practical limitations of what we could reasonably expect players to fiddle with in terms of rule upkeep, the information density - information per game element - must be oppressively low. For more detail on this and the above point, listen to this episode of my Clockwork Game Design podcast.

Rapid feedback. Make a thing, slam it up on the web, and get feedback from lots of people, strangers even, within hours. Meanwhile getting feedback on a boardgame requires scheduling and a lot of other real-life annoyances.

Commercially not really viable - I assume a lot of designers would like to make a career out of their craft, and, some exceptions aside, it's much harder to do that with paper and cardboard than it is with computer applications.

Ultimately, as I said, I do think board games are a great place for designers to learn a lot about the craft, and I do think it's possible to make some very good games out of just about anything. I just think it's a lot harder to make a great board game than it is to make a great videogame, and I think that making a great videogame is already near-impossibly hard.

Becoming a Programmer

The development of Auro: A Monster-Bumping Adventure took us five years (and counting). A big reason for that was, it was an original strategy game and I wanted to get it right. We could have launched a sorta generic, boring Rogue-like back in 2011 if I didn't care about creating something special. So we iterated, and iterated, and iterated.

But eventually, our first programmer had to move onto other things, and so we got another. And another, and another. Eventually, by about late 2013, we had run out of a lot of programmer-steam, and there were times when Auro kind of seemed like it was dead in the water. So being in that position, I sort of just had no choice - I had to learn to program now, or else all this work would have been for nothing.

Being in that position - and also, maybe, just being a bit older and having more of an attention span - helped me to really dive in and get comfortable with the codebase. Ultimately, I ended up coding a huge chunk of Auro's final code!

More recently, I've been taking an online Unity course through Udemy, as well as reading a few books on programming patterns and things like that. Obviously, I still have a long way to go, but I have gotten to the point where I can at least prototype stuff and iterate on my own, and it's extremely freeing for me as a game designer.

I still do think in an ideal world, a designer would have a "lead programmer" who specializes in that, and can set things up in a way that's not horrible, and help maintain some semblance of order in a codebase - especially for a larger, more complex game.

But what I do know is that game designers like myself, who care about producing new, interesting, deep systems of interactivity, just really need to learn to code. You can't be relying on others, and you can't really be relying on paper and cardboard. Do what it takes - pay a tutor, take a class, or just lock yourself in a hotel room with a book. I'm absolutely not saying you need to become a John Carmack and learn to build new engines with assembly language or anything like that - you just need to be able to use stuff like Game Maker or Unity to get a game from idea to prototype.

If you're a "creative type", videogames need you!

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Roleplay Server Log #208

“Tobias and Bianca, Cp’s nightmare, Steve and TLOT’s Excellent Dream”

[Deer] Wanders towards the kitchen completely naked-

[Steve] Eating toast. There's a couple of runny eggs on his plate too. - He does a bit of a double take and blushes a bit- Good-good morning Deerheart. Did you wake up too hot?

[Deer] -Hm? What are you talking about? It's the same temperature as usual

[Steve] Well you're in the buff, I thought... I like to take my shirt off when I get too hot... [He's currently barefoot in just his shirt and pants.]

[Deer] - Oh no, this is how Doc and I sleep

[Steve] Oh, me and TLOT do the same. He's super comfy and warm to snuggle with.

[Deer] - So how was last night for the two of you?

[Steve] Well TLOT was pretty mad, it took him a while to calm down... He didn't give me specifics but I got the gist from his mind. I'd say seeing how the other half lives is a fitting punishment. If Amanda is contrite and apologizes I'm sure he'll change them back.

[Deer] - Weeeeeell, that might be a little hard to do now...

[Steve] How come? He's never had any trouble shifting people, I mean... since we came here...

[Deer] Giggles- I may not have told Doc what TLOT did before we had Splender take HIM to Slender to wipe her memory

[TLOT] Was coming down the stairs - YOU DID WHAT?

[Deer] Yelps in surprise- Oh... Hehe, TLOT...

[TLOT] Taps his boot- I'm listening-

[Deer] - Well... I went down to talk with him and they angered me, so I didn't alert Doc to the change before they sent him off

[TLOT] Tps right next to her with a huge toothy grin- Deerheart.... your first grief.. you wicked little beastie!

[Deer] Giggles- Doc found it funny as well

[TLOT] Reads her mind- I'm not sure funny is the right word... that's the kind of laughter that comes when you're just done with everyone's shit. But - He leans in close and says it quietly- good job. - and then louder and more commanding voice- Don't let it happen again! Understood?

[Deer] - Oh alright, we also had quite the conversation with CP

[TLOT] I'm sure he laughed his square asscheeks off too. Shadenfreude is his favorite thing.

[Deer] - Apparently last night Notch hit him with a branch full of honesty blossoms

[TLOT] That would explain the relatively civil discussion I had with him a few minutes ago...

[Deer] - He's probably still covered in pollen

[TLOT] Too bad for him. I doubt Lie will suggest a morning shower then for that very reason.

[Deer] - He also apparently said something very nice to Notch as well

[TLOT] That's beautiful, I'm sure it did him good to hear it. He's been so paternal lately.

[Deer] - I wish I could of seen what transpired

[TLOT] I'll try and pick his thoughts next time I see him, maybe we can see directly.

[Deer] - Oh goody! Oh and we found that Pinwheel can eat mice

[TLOT] At least someone is enjoying the morsels, Grinny just turns his nose up at them even though I know he wants to play with them.

[Deer] - Since you said you talked to CP, should we expect them for breakfast soon?

[TLOT] No. I decided to let his punishment slide. Lie is clinging to him like she'll die without his warmth. I think they'll be in bed for a while.

[Deer] - Honestly, how she's always so cold is a mystery to me

[TLOT] We all run differently. Cp is so much hotter then I am.

[Steve] That's a dirty lie!

[TLOT] Pshaw, you know what I mean! Lie is just cold for a brine. It might be a sign that her glitch is more compatible with her physiology since she was made a Herobrine intentionally from irl human stock?

[Deer] - Maybe... Have you seen Flux lately? I've been trying to find her for another lesson...

[TLOT] Not lately, she tends to wander a lot. Tell me this thoguh, while I'm thinking about it, does Doc run hot? I've hugged them plenty of times, but they're always heavily clothed.

[Deer] - No, not really

[TLOT] what were you hoping to learn? I assume the lessons are going well?

[Deer] - Oh yes, but I've noticed lately with every time my emotions have been running high, the seed responds. I want to know if there's a way to separate the two so everybody isn't aware of my emotions at times

[liu] -come into the castle and down into the kitchen he seems to be in pain-

[Smile] Is following-

[TLOT] At Deerheart- Maybe I'm the one that actually needs to help you then. I'm sure you can feel the same when I'm upset. -at Liu- Liu? What happened to you?

[liu] everything hurts I am so sore.

[Deer] - What happened?

[liu] Mix smile and me fought MB so save Jane.

[Deer] - What, you were there too? And you had to save Jane?

[liu] yea my whole body is sore from the fight I was wondering if you had anything for it?

[TLOT] Wait, why did you have to save Jane from anyone? I've seen her fight.

[Steve] I'll get some potions!

[liu] she didn't have her knifes I think she lost them then mb took her

[TLOT] I thought Mix killed him?

[liu] she dealt the final blow

[Deer] - Oh wow...

[Steve] Comes back with a potion bottle and a bowl of healing slime- Here you go!

[Smile] Is sniffing all the chests-

[TLOT] Who would have thought?

[liu] -takes the bottle and uses it now able to focus with out pain he covers his eyes and blushes- why is deerheart naked!?

[Deer] - What is with humans and others being naked?

[TLOT] Liu, she just likes being naked. Honestly I do too, but I'd prefer to be in an animal shape so people don't give me shit about it.

[Steve] Are you hungry Smile?

[Smile] - FOOD!

[liu] -is making sure to not look at deerheart- I see

[Steve] Wipes a bit of doggy drool off him- Okay. He squeaks open a chest and pulls out a couple of steaks and stuffs them in the furnace. - Now we just wait a sec annnnnnnnd done! Here you go Smile-

[Smile] Quickly snatches them out of Steve's hands-

[Steve] Good doggy.

[TLOT] That was very brave of you Liu. I know how tough Mb is.

[Deer] - Do you want any food Liu?

[liu] thanks i can't believe i won but i don't think i could of with out mix and yes please

[TLOT] So what's her deal? Is she good with a sword? Perhaps a bow?

[Deer] Starts making food, some pancakes and sausage-

[liu] some kind of gauntlet

[TLOT] Interesting. I know her world had some odd technology, but she seems to keep it close to her vest. How about you Liu? Been practicing your swordplay against the mobs?

[Deer] Quickly finishes the food and takes it to Liu- Here you go

[liu] sometimes but i guess getting two good slices at mb's neck helped and thank you deer -starts to eat-

[TLOT] I'm sure he was tickled. I think he may be the only person who likes to fight more then Cp.

[Deer] - Should we keep those two separated for awhile? After what CP just did?

[TLOT] What, Mb and Cp? On the contrary it might be good to get them together intentionally. Just wear them both out.

[Deer] - Perhaps...

[liu] I just hope I don't have to fight I'm again

[Lie] Stumbles into the kitchen with CP following-

[TLOT] You might though. If you sufficently entertained him, he may challenge you again.

[Steve] Ah, the happy couple is up! Want some breakfast guys?

[Lie] - Please... And Deer... CLOTHES!

[Deer] - You're no fun Lie

[liu] hello lie

[TLOT] I'd say you should just shapeshift Deerheart, but I don't think you'd fit in this room.- Chuckles

[Deer] - Lie's just being a spoilsport

[Lie] Groans as she sits at the table-

[CP] Ignores the others as he digs through the fridge-

[Steve] Brings Lie a full plate. - What's the matter? You look like you have a hangover.

[Lie] - Just not much sleep, CP kept waking up

[CP] - I tried to keep you in a sleep when I could

[TLOT] Hey, I know. Deerheart? We didn't get to see you wear the bikini Doc made for you.

[Steve] Awww... Could you two not reach your shared plane because you weren't relaxed enough?

[Deer] - Oh, alright- She digs through her inventory until she finds and equips it

[TLOT] Hey, that looks nice.

[Lie] - No we kept reaching it, but it's cut short, maybe like what was happening to me before? Except happening to CP?

[TLOT] Oh dear... do we need to have another session? Although... - he brightens considerably- It won't be nearly as dangerous for me to accompany you as last time. And I have you to thank for that.

[CP] - Stay the fuck out of my head

[Lie] - CP... Knock it off, it might help, and it was no problem TLOT

[Lie] - Well, maybe it was a bit of a problem, but not in a bad way

[TLOT] Oh Cp.... I've been in your head plenty of times and you've never had il effects from it. Don't you trust me?

[CP] - I don't like you in there at all!

[Smile] - I can take you in there!

[Mix] -wanders in slowly, she looks about as tired as Liu does-

[Steve] Another for breakfast. Want some food Mix?

[Mix] ... yeah, sounds good.

[Steve] Fetches her some pancakes and sausage too-

[TLOT] I heard you prevailed in battle Mix. Good job.

[Lie] Starts eating her food-

[CP] Joins Lie after scrounging some food from the fridge-

[Mix] I want to take a nap after it... I'm so sore... -rubs face a bit-

[TLOT] At Smile- I know you can help, and I might need it. It's appreciated -

[Steve] I can help! I brought more then one potion- gives it to her-

[liu] oh good now no one has to be sore from the fight

[Steve] Use the bowl too, rub some on your arms Liu. It helps a lot.

[Lie] - CP please, let TLOT take a look, he helped me...

[CP] - I'd rather he didn't...

[liu] -starts rubbing it on his arms-

[TLOT] I'm game when you are.

[Smile] - Now? Now?

[Mix] -Drinks the potion and sits down to eat- Thanks

[Steve] Anytime... sis. - smiles warmly

[Mix] -Blink- .... -Looks up and squints at Steve-

[CP] - No Smile

[Smile] Disappointed whine

[steve] Winks in a totally non-subtle way.

[Mix] -Squints a little bit harder-

[Steve] Huge innocent grin-

[Lie] - TLOT, do you want me to let you know when we sleep next?

[TLOT] Okay. But knowing Cp, he'll hide from me to avoid me helping him.

[Mix] I'm.. not even going to ask. -yawns tiredly before starting to eat-

[Lie] - Not if we've just fucked

[CP] Perks a little

[TLOT] Well that's a good way to make a man tired. Haha.

[Deer] - We could always give you some touchie wine now

[CP] Growls-

[TLOT] I wouldn't mind a little myself actually...

[Deer] - I'll grab it then

[Steve] Gets an even happier smile - Me too please!

[Lie] - TLOT will you be okay to enter our dream after this?

[TLOT] Oh, sure. I'm not goign to get drunk or something.

[Mix] -Halfway through her pancakes when realization hits her. She launches her fork from her hand in panic, missing Steve by a small margin- Who?! Told you?!

[Lie] Yelps- Mix?

[Steve] Is so suprised he darts under the table- Who what? Huh!?

[liu] -panics and falls to the floor-

[Mix] Who told you? -Very clearly frustrated, but also still very tired-

[Deer] Comes back with the wine- Here we go!

[Steve] Peeks cautiously over the edge of the table - Told me what?

[Mix] -Points at Steve- You know what.

[TLOT] Takes the bottle and pours several glasses -

[Steve] That we're... ?

[CP] Is growling at the wine-

[TLOT] Mix are you okay?

[liu] I think I will stay here on the floor

[Mix] Yeah. -Still very much pointing at Steve, some electricity buzzing on the end- Also yes. -Points finger at TLOT for a second before returning it to Steve's direction-

[Steve] whimpers- NK TOLD ME. I THOUGHT IT WAS NEAT!

[TLOT] Don't do that, you're scaring him.

[Mix] ... I'm gonna punch him when I see him next... -Drops hand to table and lowers head a bit-

[Mix] ... Sorry.

[Steve] But it's okay... we're not gonna be mean to you or anything.

[Lie] Takes a glass of the wine-

[TLOT] Seconded, it's unusual, but no big deal.

[Mix] It's embarrassing... .. Does anyone have a second fork? I.. Kind of want to keep eating.

[Deer] - Sure, I'll get you another

[liu] -is trying to grab his food so he can bring it to him being he doesn't want to get off the floor-

[Lie] - Takes a small amount of the wine into her mouth before kissing CP, letting the wine enter his mouth. The effect on her mate was near instant as she smirked and tugged him up out of his stay and started leading him upstairs-

Bianca:hello? Is anyone home? Its me bianca.....i have returned

[Bianca] hello? Is anyone home? Its me bianca.....i have returned

[Deer] Stiffens a little- Um, I'll be right back!-She rushes to the main room where Bianca is- Bianca, hello

[Bianca] where is lie i need to speak to her -takes off her backpack

[Deer] - Lie? She just went upstairs with her husband

[Deer] - Although she did just have some touchie wine, so she may not want to be disturbed...

[Bianca] i must speak with her now, it is very importent.

[Deer] - Wait, how do you know her? I thought you hadn't met anyone yet...

[Bianca] i found a note and heard you all talking about her

[Deer] - Alright, she should be upstairs, but hurry, she and her husband were about to... Well, fuck

[Bianca] - blushes and laughes a bit- ok......-walks upstairs- which room deer?

[Deer] - Just a few floors up, it's the only room there

[Bianca] thank you. -continues up the stairs to the only room

[CP] Is already pawing his wife over, wanting to feel her touch him thanks to the effects of the wine-

[Bianca] hello? Im looking for lie...it..it is very importent

[CP] - FUCK OFF!

[Lie] - CP calm down

[Bianca] i found something unusual during my travels

[Lie] Shush's CP before he can say anything and goes over to the door, opening it- I'm sorry, I'm afraid we haven't met, and you are?

[Bianca] bianca i came here with taylor though im sure you dont know who that is but that doesnt matter right now what matters is that over the south west there is a camp. The people there are after me and taylor. Whatever you do do not let them know we are here

[Lie] - What do mean after you? What do you need?

[Bianca] there was this villiger he seems to be working for a man from our world

[Lie] - What? But how would they get the message here? You'd think Doc, let alone Deer, would be aware of messages being passed through the firewall...

[Bianca] i dont know but if he comes here me you dont know anything i will try to explain everything

[Lie] - Alright, do you want to tell the others or should I?

[???] -knocks at the door-

[Deer] - Oh? Another guest?

[Bianca] you tell the others i have to hide. Remember you dont know us

[Lie] - Wait- She spawns a lust blossom in her hand- Do not let the nectar of this flower touch you, it creates a very painful urge, but you can use it on whoever is harassing you

[Deer] Opens the door- Hello?

[???] Hello my name is general tobias i am a villiger from a camp from the south west of here

[Deer] - Oh? Another group of villagers? Have you come to talk to TLOT or Father Steve?

[Lie] Privately in chat- Deer? Please don't let anyone know that Bianca was here

[Deer] - Hm? Oh, alright

[Tobias] a women named bianca

[Deer] - Bianca? I don't think I know anyone by that name...

[Bianca] oh gods he knows -takes the flower- please take care.

[Tobias] can i come in?

[Lie] - Stay here, Deer can protect you

[Deer] - Of course! Just stick close to me, this place is quite the maze

[Tobias] oh thank you

[Deer] Steps aside and lets him in- Would you like some food? There's a fridge right over there, just hit the button and see's what comes out

[Tobias]no i ate before i came.

[Deer] - Well, is there anything you'd like?

[Tobias] Coffee would be nice

[Deer] - I actually think I have some in my inventory- Digs around and produces a steaming cup and hands it to Tobias- So is there a reason for being here other than this woman you're looking for?

[Tobias] yes i am going around to tell people that these 2 people are wanted for treason and murder -takes out pictures of bianca and taylor- they are very dangerous

[Deer] - Oh my, may I ask what precisely they did?

[Tobias] they claimed my king was corrupt

[Tobias] you see taylor was a cononel im my army best soldier i have ever had. Until he started talking to the bianca girl

[Tobias] she put lies in his head and killed some of his fellow soldiers

[Deer] - There are no kings here other than TLOT... And the only reason you could be here on this server was if you were spawned here... So who are you really?

[Tobias] you got me.... i am from the far lands

[Deer] - And what is the real reason you are after these two?

[Tobias] oh those are the reasons

[Tobias] you see there is a kingdom in the far lands. Hidden in the distorted landscape

[Tobias] perfect place to hide

[Deer] - Then tell me, how did those two manage to come from off the server?

[Tobias] -twitchs-

[Tobias] i know who you are deer and i know how they got here

[Deer] - Oh? And what am I?

[Tobias] my question is why did you open the wall for these 2

[Tobias] you deer are the server

[Deer] - They same reason we accepted the others, they needed help. Now, care to tell me how you found out about these two and my being the server?

[Tobias] i dont know

[Deer] - You don't know? Very well, then how have you been receiving your information?

[Tobias] the king has told me and i know who they are and what they did

[Deer] - And who is your king?

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[Tobias] but almost everyone just calls him my king

[Deer] - I see... How are you getting the information from your king?

[Tobias] letters we do get mail you know

[Deer] - Then perhaps I need to shut that down, only grant access to a few...

[Tobias] what are you talking about

[Deer] - As you pointed out, I am the server, I control every aspect of it because it is me, I can stop your messaging

[Tobias] are you saying your goning to kill the mail officer

[Tobias] now than i must be going. The yelling is too much for my head currently good day

[Deer] - You will not get them, if I must I will use my powers to destroy you as much as I hate the thought

[Tobias] -walks towards the door- deer....im not the only one looking for them. I am only here to protect this server

[Tobias] -walks away

[Deer] - You? Protect me? I don't need it, I have my friends and my mate if I ever need it.

[Tobias] -continues to walk away

[Deer] Huffs once he is gone and returns to the kitchen-

[Bianca] -comes down stairs- deer tobias is wrong. We are not criminals

[Deer] Pauses on her way- I believe you Bianca

[Bianca] you must listen to my story

[Deer] - Then speak

[Bianca] you see taylor was in the army he was a cononel and he did have a team. But he didnt kill them. They followed him to save me

[Deer] - Why were you in danger?

[Bianca] i too was a server but there was a virus i was protecting the world and appearing in his dreams

[Bianca] the virus was called the king

[Bianca] because if you dont try to stop it it would rule your world

[Deer] - Doc has great experience removing virus' and unless invited in, that virus cannot reach us. And even if it could, Flux and I could handle it, she's an even older and stronger server than I am

[Bianca] i know the virus cant get here but tobias must have found a way to take over that villiger.

[Deer] - They can be swayed by words... CP proved that when he spread a harmful book amongst TLOT's villagers...

[Deer] - I don't know how to stop his words from reaching them, but I'll consult with Flux, she may have a solution

[Bianca] taylor risked everything for me..... and knowing his memory is going to be gone....it hurts

[Deer] - His memory?

[Bianca] what....you didnt notice...

[Deer] - Well last time I saw you he was unconscious...

[Bianca] when you opened the server up and let us in you didnt see a bit of his code get corrupted

[Bianca] as a server you should see that somethings missing in his code.

[Deer] - I'm still learning, I haven't existed in this form for very long. Doc should be able to fix the corruption though

[Bianca] you cant fix something thats not there......

[Deer] - You'd be surprised

[Bianca] i know looks down at her chest

[Deer] - Doc created themselves, building themselves from a small sentient grouping of pixels. The can create pixels to fill in the space

[Bianca] i still dont understand how you would build his memories without knowing them

[Deer] - That I don't know... But there could be a way

[Bianca] if i know anything about people its that we can so something to trigger them. If he can remember to breath

[Deer] - For now I will alert the others to the situation, stay here Bianca, rest and recover

[Taylor] -coughs and yells-

[Deer] - Go to him, now

[Bianca] -nods and runs into the room where taylor is being held she tries to calm him but she cannot-

[Taylor] aghhhh

[Bianca] i cant help him.... im not a server.... i cant force him to sleep

[Taylor] ahhhh. What....what is happening

[Deer] Has followed them down- If you need him to sleep, CP can help you

[Bianca] taylor are you ok

[Taylor] ahh....ah....i...i have the worst headache. -looks at bianca- do....do i know you....

[Bianca] -hugs him tightly with teers in her eyes- yes.....yes you do

[Deer] - I'll leave the two of you be for now

[Bianca] deer wait....

[Deer] - Yes?

[Bianca] -scribbles down names on a piece of paper-can you check if these people are on the server and if not please bring them here

[Deer] - I can try, but unless they make their way to the server, it will be very difficult to find them

[Bianca] dont worry they will find their way.

[Deer] - Very well, I'll keep an eye out for them

[Bianca] lt will need them.

[Deer] - It?

[Bianca] he was a lord at one point

[Deer] - I see, I'll leave the two of you be for now

[Bianca] thank you

[Lie] Once Bianca is gone she closes the door and returns to CP her mate quickly drags his mate over to the bed, wanting her touch-

[CP] - I have to figure out some way to reprimand you for using that damned wine...

[Lie] - You can think of that later- She slips her shirt off and then helps CP with his. CP hungrily goes after his wife's lips, drawing her closer as he sits on the bed and pulls her onto the bed.

[Lie] Her hands come up to tangle in CP's hair and a moan slips past her lips. She stands up a little so CP can remove her pants. She yelps a little as CP flips her around so she is under him, both are panting as the effects of the wine take hold. CP moves quickly removing the last of their clothes and then went after his wife. He kissed every inch of her that he could, nipping occasionally while she squirmed beneath him.

[Lie] - CP... Please...

[CP] Smirks and gently entered his mate, teasing her with gentle thrusts and pauses. Lie's small frustrated bucks against him were entertaining, but he wouldn't torment her for long as he picked up his pace and strength.

[Lie] Moans and grips at CP, he body filling with pleasure as he works his magic. Between the effects of the wine and the lack of sex recently, the two came relatively quickly. Both were panting and CP lay down next to his wife and feeling sleep creeping up on them. Lie smiles a little before reaching out to TLOT- Give us a few minutes TLOT, then we'll be ready

[TLOT] Ahhhh.... Such a nice feeling... - He tips a bit of the wine into his mouth and leans back to better accomodate his husband sitting across his lap with his face in his mate's hair. His helm is put away for now.

[Lie] Brushes a hand against CP's face, moving some of his hair aside-

[CP] - I really have to be more careful around you when your in one of these moods...

[Lie] - You'll be fine, I'll never do anything to hurt you

[CP] - Nor will I, and I won't let anything hurt you

[TLOT] How does it taste to you Deerheart? You should be more sensitive to these things these days.

[Deer] - Like a warm pulse

[Steve] Does it energize you at all Deerheart? I can feel it secondhand from TLOT, but I'm sure it's not the same.

[Deer] - Maybe? It's actually very small compared to everything else that's happening on the seed right now...

[TLOT] I guess we seek out what's most familiar then. - happy sigh-

[Deer] - Doc certainly is sleeping late...

[TLOT] Closes his eyes, after a moment he barks out a little laugh. - But it's for a cute reason. You should call for Yaunfen...

[Deer] - Alright... Yaunfen?

[Yaunfen] Comes toddling in after a moment

[Doc] Follows them downstairs, Xe's yawning and hir coat is slung over hir shoulder with hir gloves sticking out of one pocket. Hir tank is tight as usual but the chest beneath the yellow fabric is flat-

[Deer] Her eyes instinctually flash towards the crotch of her mate-

[Doc] Did I miss anything?

[Deer] - Actually yes, and TLOT? You should hear this too...

[Deer] Explains everything that just happened and what she had been told-

[Doc] Well.... I guess when I get to meet them, I'll see what I can do. I never though people being able to yell from outside would cause a prooblem.

[Deer] - I don't know how to change that either...

[TLOT] I don't like the idea of people outside influencing the Testificates. They're like stubborn kids when they get a stupid idea in their heads.

[Deer] - I'm planning on talking to Flux and seeing if she has any ideas

[TLOT] Just let me know if anyone needs their asses kicked. I'm sure I could put a bug in Mb's ear and he'd do it for fun.

[Deer] - I will

[Lie] - TLOT, I think we're ready...

[TLOT] Okay Steve, I don't think you want to be part of this.

[Steve] Kisses him before getting off his lap, it's passionate and gentle- Be careful...

[TLOT] I will.

[Doc] What are we doing now?

[Smile] Happily comes over- Now?

[TLOT] I believe so.

[Smile] Wags tail-

[Deer] - Apparently sleep isn't coming easy for CP and Lie so he's going to see if he can help

[Doc] Good plan. - Heads for the kitchen proper

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[Steve] Even if it safe for you to sleep without me, I still wish you wouldn't...

[TLOT] It might be dangerous....

[Steve] Quickly pulls out his armor and hops around putting it and his shoes on. - Ready!

[TLOT] Smile.... can you keep Steve close by you? Just in case?

[Smile] Barks and jumps around happily- Yeah! Yeah! Is he coming too?

[TLOT] Yes.

[Steve] Is holding his Enderpearl sword-

[TLOT] It's a dream, just focus on having it in your hand.

[Steve] Oh, right...

[liu] I think I will continue to stay on the floor have fun smile

[TLOT] Crawls up on the errant bed that's still next to the dining room table. He pats the sheets and Steve curls up next to him.

[TLOT- Very quietly- One... two... three... four...

[Steve] Eyes slide closed and TLOT follows him near instantly-

[Doc] Liu, why are you on the floor anyway?

[Mix] Me

[liu] I fell over when mix threw a fork at steve and now I don't feel like getting up

[Doc] Why did you throw cutlery at Steve?

[Smile] Sits next to them and exerts his power, slipping into their shared dream-

[Mix] Nk told him something he shouldn't have, I kind of panicked. Fork was in my hand at the time.

[TLOT] Looks around at the stone room. It's not really furnished, but it's familiar and sufficed with a dim red glow from the stone torches. - Maybe we should get around to cracking this egg open, since there's nothing out there to threaten us anymore.

[Steve] What do you think is up there? It's been so long since either of us looked.

[TLOT] I don't know... perhaps we'll go exploring when this is done.

[Smile] Is digging down from the top-

[Steve] Where's Smile?

[TLOT] Digging I think...

[Steve] You might want to punch out a bit of the bedrock for him....

[TLOT] Wanders around a bit to get a bead on the noise and makes a hole in the bedrock that's encasing the small room.

[Smile] Still digging-

[Smile] Yelps as he falls into the opening-

[TLOT] There you are. Are you okay?

[Steve] Smile forgot rule one!

[TLOT] That's not nice

[Smile] - Good! Ready to go?

[TLOT] Yes. - He takes Steve's hand-

[Smile] Takes TLOT's hand in his mouth and pulls them through into Lie and CP's dream plane-

-This time the forest is calm, but the volcano is bubbling and spurting lava-

[Steve] Wooooow this place is neat!

[TLOT] It's pretty and deadly. A perfect representation.

[Lie] Steps out of the jungle- There you are, and hello Steve, I wasn't expecting you

[Steve] Even though it's safe for us to sleep seperately, I kinda don't want too.

[TLOT] He wanted to lend his blade to the effort. I'm sure Cp will cuss him out for his troubles, but it isn't to be helped.

[Steve] Your foliage is lovely Lie.

[Lie] - CP's near the volcano, I found out where he was before you got here, and thank you Steve

[TLOT] Looks at the bubbling- Near the volcano? Or IN it?

[Lie] - Edge of the rim

[TLOT] A good place for a brine. Lead on please.

[Lie] Leads them through the jungle, the plants moving aside for her. The dark rock of the volcano a sharp contrast to the soft soil of the jungle. As they ascend the rocks start to get sharper-

[Steve] Picks his way carefully along.

[TLOT] Turns up his own heat so the stone goes soft under his boots as he walks.

[CP] Is near the top, it a fitful sleep-

[Lie] - I haven't seen him like this since before he started sleeping with me

[TLOT] Sits on the ground and opens his arms -

[Steve] Sits in the circle of his body-

[TLOT] We're ready-

[Smile] Once again exerts his power and pulls all of them into CP's dream. Immediately they are overwhelmed by the aura which is surrounding CP's consciousness. Smile immediately whines in fear at the feeling-

[Steve] Pulls his sword out and trembles beside his husband. The blade has a faint greenish glow from the chunks of enderpearls that make up the blade-

[TLOT] Holy... I... - His face is white and fearful and he draws his own scythe -

[Lie] Freezes in fear- CP... What did you run into?

[Smile] Bolts in fear, leaving the dream-

[TLOT] Cp? Where are you? Follow my voice!

[CP] Curses and approaches, he appears slowly as the darkness around them is a thick black fog- What the fuck is Steve doing here?

[Steve] Teeth chattering - I-wa-wanted-to-help-

[CP] - Only reason you could have gotten in here was with Smile, but where did Smile go?- He pulls Lie closer to himself, giving her comfort

[TLOT] Shit! Where did he go?! I- I'm gonna try and make some light-

[TLOT] Slides his chest piece off out of habit and swells into his larger shape, growling at the darkness with his mouthful of needle teeth. The white flames on his shoulders make a small pool of light around them-

[Lie] - CP... I can feel your heart pounding...

[Steve] Is just brandishing his sword and looking in all directions nervously-

[TLOT] I've never felt anything so.. alien...

[CP] - I'll be fine, as far as I can tell there's nothing out there other than the sensation that... Thing felt like

[TLOT] Hesistates - Cp... what did you see...? Really... What was it?

[CP] - I'm not sure...

[Lie] - You had said something about wolves as well?

[CP] - Yeah, they showed up before that thing

[TLOT] Puts a huge hot hand on Cp's head, it's nearly covering it, with his long fingers brushing Cp's shoulders-

[CP] Jumps a little- FUCKER! Don't touch me!

[TLOT] He tries to reach the memory directly and jerks away in horror fighting the urge to wretch, he chokes on the vision and swears in binary-

-The feeling around them swells-

[Lie] Whimpers and buries herself into CP's chest-

[TLOT] Clutches his skull in pain- GET OUT OF MY HEAD!

-The air thickens as if they were being dragged underwater, there's a smell of rot and stagnation and the fog solidifies in every direction into an oily blackness. There's a preganant pause and then... it opens. The darkness is full of eyes and toothsome mouths in every direction all conected to an oily black surface that's undulating in a sickening motion-

[Steve] Screams in terror and swings his sword wildly at the tableau-

[CP] Holds Lie close and protectively-

-There's a swelling of another aura which manages to push the other aside. This other aura is familiar to CP as tall dark and dead looking tree's circle them and Smile runs back up-

[Slender] - Honestly CP, do you even know what you got into this time?

[CP] - Slender...

[Smile] - I got help!

[TLOT] Moves his hands away from his head as the pain receeds-

[Steve] Stops swinging and then screams at the sight of Slender-

[Slender] - That's enough, I assume you are another brine and a... Steve? I believe?

[TLOT] Turns his toothsome visage toward the Slenderbeing and swallows- Oh dear...

[Steve] Nods mutely-

[TLOT] Takes a long breath and shrinks back to his normal shape- Yes. Herobrine, The Lord of Tears. This is my husband, Steve-

[Slender] The area his eyes should be narrows some- I see... Now then CP, what do you plan to do about this situation you are in?

[TLOT] I was going to help but, 01001000 01101111 01101100 01111001 00100000 01100011 01110010 01100001 01110000 00100000 01101111 01101110 00100000 01100001 00100000 01100011 01110010 01100001 01100011 01101011 01100101 01110010 that thing was way beyond anything I've ever encountered!

[Slender] - That thing is one of the few things older than my kind

[TLOT] What does it want? And is there a way to get it to leave?

[Slender] - It usually show's itself when it's searching for something, it hasn't done so, at least to my knowledge, for many many years

[Lie] - CP... Didn't you say you smelled something right before things started happening?

[Steve] Is just staring up at Slender-

[CP] - Well yeah, and then I was busy fighting those weird upright wolves

[Slender] - I see, so that's what it's using...

[TLOT] Maybe you weren't their intended target Cp?

[Steve] Are you just having nightmares because you saw something scary? Or is it actually probing your dream like our NOTCH was?

[Slender] - I highly doubt CP was it's target, that scent probably did have something to do with this

[CP] - It was more unnerving than scary asshole!

[Steve] Quietly- Unnerving nothing, I nearly peed my pants...

[TLOT] Seconded, that was the most horrible thing I've ever come in contact with. Worse then Cp's temper.

[Slender] - I may have some more information on it in my personal library if my brothers haven't trifled with it too much...

[TLOT] Any help would be appreciated. But what do we do about the nightmares in the meantime? Cp needs to sleep. He's meaner then Pinwheel without an occasional respite.

[Steve] Wanders over to one of the trees and breaks off a small branch with a few sparse leaves, the wood is gnarled and a bit gray.

[Slender] - For now this circle I've created should suffice, the tree's are embedded with my aura, they are the same as those in my forest. I would suggest possibly visiting the witch acquaintance of yours for a longer term solution until an actual solution can be found

[TLOT] Ah, Dawn. Good idea. She kinda owes us after we removed that massive sea monster from her island's coast.

[CP] Groans- I'd rather not go to her...

[Lie] - CP you will go see her if it continues to affect our sleep! I don't want the memories of that thing anywhere near our dreams

[Slender] - Ah, so that's what happened to Basil, Levi was wondering where it had gone

[TLOT] It's name is BASIL?

[Steve] Twiddling the branch. He's a bit more relaxed now.

[Slender] - After so many years it's difficult to come up with new names, we slender beings have run into similar problems in the past

[TLOT] Shakes his head- Soo... how's the family?

[Slender] - Angry as usual, I have two proxies out due to injuries caused by the botching of a job, and the Rake has decided it wants to scratch up every wall in the manor

[TLOT] Nods- Little Herobrine pulls that stuff. But you know how cats are. Doc's pokemon grew too and they keep getting stuck in doorways. Animals always wreck your house.

[Slender] - Yes well this is a humanoid with long arms and very long claws on each finger

[TLOT] Yikes... time to buy a jumbo scratching post.

[Slender] - He'll stop soon enough when he goes back out into the woods

[Steve] Puts the branch away and swats at the ground, suprisingly, a single cube of dirt pops up and floats innocently-

[TLOT] Why can't he go out? Is he grounded?

[Slender] - Injured, as usual

[TLOT] Did you use the pods Doc gave you? I know they're for spot injuries, but it would still probably help.

[Slender] - They simply do not grow quickly enough

[TLOT] Well Doc made it... I bet this will help- He fusses around and gets into the creative menu. He takes out a stack of bone meal and holds it up- Try sprinkling this on it, just one at a time, it makes stuff grow like crazy.

[Slender] - I shall pass it along to my proxies

[Steve] Whispers mentally to TLOT- These woods are dark and scary... I don't feel safe at all...

[TLOT] Well, I'm here. You're pretty safe. But if it makes you feel better my lamb, just do what you always do when you get scared to calm down.

[Steve] Shakes his head- You're right. - He slides quietly away from the group and takes out a few more blocks of dirt from the edge of the circle of trees, and uses them to make a quick nerd pole and remove some wood from the upper tree branches to avoid damaging the bases of the trees.

[Steve] He works his way back down, already feeling calmer, and pulls out a pickaxe before burrowing under the turf. Moments later he re-emerges with cobbles in hand and lays a small foundation. Working faster out of habit, he fashions a modest stone house with a sunken dirt floor, a spare bed from his inventory, and a roof and door made from the weird gray wood.

[TLOT] Glances over and stifles a laugh because the others haven't noticed what he's doing yet.

[Steve] He fills the window frames with fence posts and lights it up with several plain torches. - mentally to TLOT with just a hint of pride- Now they have someplace safe to sleep in their dream place too.-

[TLOT] You're so thoughtful.

[Steve] Huge grin-

[TLOT] Do you have any..?

[Steve] OH! Yes, you're right... maybe.... - He pats his pockets -And comes up with a single red poppy flower - With a flourish he plants it by the front door. The speck of firey red and lush green is glaring against the dull grey dirt and black shadows of the woods.

[TLOT] Perfect.

[CP] Finally notices- Oh you fuckers!

[Slender] - Yes I suppose the barrenness of my woods can be unsettling at first...

[TLOT] Ah, lighten up Cp, he's just helping out. -at Slender- unlike Cp, I never tried to rule the mobs on our world, Steve knows being without shelter or torches in the woods at night is an invitation to a messy death.

[Slender] - I see, I assure you, the only thing to fear in my woods is myself or my brothers

[Steve] small voice- Can I go on record as saying I would probably be afraid of your brothers?

[TLOT] Except Splender.

[Steve] Same, Splender is awesome.

[Slender] - Oh, even Splender will bare his fangs occasionally, as a slender being he must occasionally consume human flesh like the rest of us

[Steve] Whhhaa... why? - Starts to cry a little bit.

[TLOT] Takes Steve and holds him close- I know Splender is formidable. He was appaerently a a great help in killing the NOTCH that was torturing us. Our Testificates have decided to make him a diety in their pantheon because of the part he played.

[Slender] - Yes he wouldn't shut up about that for a while. And I know my younger brother dislikes having to eat human flesh, but it must occasionally happen or or kind does become feral, and it's very hard to bring us back from that

[TLOT] I wonder what the long term effects of being partially digital will be? It's an interesting mix for someone with a natural EMP field. Plus he should have some common powers with me as well. You know... I hate to volunteer something for them when they're not here, but I'm sure Doc would happily copy organs for Splender so he doesn't have to kill. I'm betting that makes him sad anyway.

[Slender] - Usually an arm, head, or leg will suffice

[Steve] Shivers in fear-

[TLOT] Comforts him- I know, it's hard being human sometimes.

[Slender] - I wouldn't worry about him going after anyone you know, help usually retreat off somewhere secluded to find a human to eat, although you may want to remind him it's almost time again

[TLOT] I'll let him know in the gentlest way possible. And it doesn't matter if it's no one we know. My lamb is sensitive. - Kisses the bit of bangs poking out from under his mate's bone helm - He can't help it. He's actually turned our enemies into friends on more then one occasion.

[Slender] - I don't think being gentle will help anyways, he's already fairly emotional with his proxy being so close to death

[TLOT] I take it there's a reason he hasn't asked for us to just take them in like we did with Markus? Better digital then dead. I mean, in my opinion at least.

[Slender] - She's very elderly and it's her time

[TLOT] I see. Well. I'll do my best to console him when it's done.

[Steve] Softly weeping.

[Slender] - Poppy was always one of his less annoying proxies

[CP] - Was that the one who managed to actually grow a flower garden at the manor?

[Slender] - I'm surprised you know about that, it was long before your arrival, but yes, she was the one who did that

[TLOT] I have a question, if it's not to impertinent... why do you take them in Slenderman? Is it because... you can't have children?

[Slender] - You mean the other pasta's? No, it's because there are fates far worse then what I offer them. There are others who see them as trophies to collect and to strip of all their humanity. They attempt to raise armies to completely destroy humanity. I take in every one I find so that they can keep what little humanity they have and merely thin the herd of humans rather than eradicate them completely. I refer to them all as children simply because they are so much younger than me and usually act as such.

[TLOT] Things like... what we saw.

[Slender] - Yes, although few survive under it's control

[CP] - So where does Zalgo fit into this?

[Slender] Turns towards his fellow pasta- He is an ally, he collects the more demon like of the pasta's

[TLOT] Is he something that can be reasoned with?

[Slender] - Yes, of all of us stronger beings, he is the only one capable of completely controlling Insanity

[TLOT] Good to know. Um... -he shoots a wary gance at Cp- What do you know about... withdrawl from an Insanity posession?

[Slender] - Not much I'm afraid, CP and the others are truly the first cases that I've ever heard of for such a thing

[TLOT] Ah, well, Doc loves breaking new ground. And it might be useful knowledge if it happens to any of the others. Though they seem perfectly content to play the occasional prank and tend quietly to their own affairs. BEN and LJ seem particularly happy.

[Slender] - And BEN's child? Are there any new developments?

[TLOT] Oh Hyrule? He's busy being adorable. He's learned a few small words. Dada which makes BEN melt with happiness and wa-er and baff; which have the opposite effect.

[Slender] Gives a rare staticky chuckle- I can see why, but overall the child is healthy? There are no side effects or anything of concern?

[TLOT] He has the red on black eyes of both his parents, but other then that he seems to be a perfectly healthly little boy. Lots of energy and a cry you can hear from two chunks away. I suspect he'll be wanting swimming lessons about the same time he learns to walk. He's going make them both gray from worrying I'm sure.

[Slender] - I see, I'm wanting to make sure he's alright because there are two others who have been wanting a child, but I don't want to raise their hopes if something goes wrong

[TLOT] Shall I let Doc know we may have more company?

[Slender] - Perhaps, I'd like to wait a bit longer just to be certain

[TLOT] Understood. It's a big commitment on several levels. Take your time.

[CP] - Will you fuckers get out of my head now?

[TLOT] Is there anything you want me to pass along to the others?

[Slender] - Not at the moment, so long as they continue to check in every once in awhile I am satisfied

[Slender] - Turns towards Smile- Make sure they get back correctly Smile- He then turns and walks away, fading from sight, his tree's however remain

[Smile] Barks and lifts a bit of his power so they end up back in CP and Lie's dream plane, the volcano is now quiet-

[TLOT] That looks better. Much more inviting. Actually... Lie? Could we, borrow you?

[Lie] - Borrow me?

[TLOT] Come back though I and Steve's shared dream, we were going to do a bit of exploring and I think your assistance would be quite helpful.

[Steve] Gives him a questioning look-

[Lie] - Oh, um, alright... CP? Will you be alright by yourself?

[CP] - I should be

[TLOT] Gives Lie a mental nudge to kiss Cp.

[Lie] Steps closer and gently kisses him- I'll see you in a while

{CP] - It will give me time to think about how to reprimand you for the wine...

[TLOT] Kinky...

[Lie] Returns to the other two with Smile on her heels-

[Smile] - We go back?

[TLOT] Back to the room you fell into, if you please.

[Steve] Grabs a block of dark soil from the foot of the volcano and puts it away.

[Smile] Takes a bit longer to get back to TLOT and Steve;s dream realm-

[Lie] Glances back and see's her shared dream realm turn into CP's Nether before she's completely in the other dream-

[TLOT] Looks around the small bedrock room and the muted light filtering down the long hole. - Steve? I think you're the expert here.

[Steve] Oh! Right! - He pulls out a pickaxe and begins chopping the hole into rough stairs-

[Lie] - Wow... This is small

[TLOT] sighs- It kept us safe. I don't even know what's up there anymore. It shows how good Smile is at digging considering he got down to us so quickly.

[Lie] Gently ruffles Smile's fur- Well, he also has some pretty big paws and inhumane strength... Or would that be indog strength? I don't know...

[TLOT] Calls up- Tell me when you get near the top!

[Steve] I will!

[Lie] - So, do you want me to add vegetation?

[TLOT] Yes. If there is none I was hoping you'd fill it out a bit. When we were dreaming apart I had a desert, and Steve had a flower forest. Who knows what it looks like now.

[Lie] - Fair point, anything in particular you'd want me to make for you?

[TLOT] Just anything green. My oasis was a bit... sad.

[Lie] - It's probably much better now

[TLOT] I hope so...

[Steve] HOLY CRAP. Guys! Come up here!

[TLOT] I told you to tell me! -Motions for Lie and Smile to follow. The tunnel is only three bolcks high and wide enough to touch both walls from the middle. It's pitch black in places because Steve only had a few torches and a bit claustrophobic.

[Lie] Let's a few of her lantern flowers bloom in the dark spaces as she follows TLOT-

-The smell of rich earth hits them like a wall as they emerge- [TLOT] Is just staring in amazement.

-The air is thick with steam and hot as the height of summer, the ground is a veritible carpet of flowers broken up by bubbling pools of hot mud. Down further a geyzer is shooting superheated water high into the air and the tumbling spray is full of rainbows as the breeze blows it lightly to one side. The hillsides gently roll to the horizon with just a few hardy trees on their summits.

[Steve] Is crying-

[Lie] - Oh TLOT, Steve, it's beautiful...

[Smile] Immediately goes looking for the perfect tree to pee on-

[TLOT] Holds Steve close - All this time, this is what was growing? I never knew it could be so... I was actually afraid it might be barren...

[Lie] - The two of you could never produce anything barren

[Steve] Thank you Lie. You helped too.

[TLOT] We don't have to hide anymore because of you and the others. We owe you all so much.

[Lie] - It's nothing TLOT, we'll always be around to help

[TLOT] Hesistates for a moment but then pounces and adds Lie to their hug.

[Lie] Yelps in surprise-

[TLOT] Lets her go again - I think, before we wake, you should join me for moment more.

[Steve] Steps back with a knowing grin, he got the gist from his lovers mind-

[TLOT] Takes a bow and rolls forward to change into his golden cat form- Would Little Floof like to frolic in the flowers for a bit?

[Steve] I'll let Smile know - goes to find the dog-

[Lie] Laughs- Oh alright- With a brief amount of concentration Lie turns into her small feline form, her clothes crumpled up around her

[Smile] Is peeing on every tree he see's-

[Steve] Hey Smile? Good grief... you're not having bladder issues or something, are you?

[Smile] Gotta mark everything!

[Steve] Shakes his head - Just heads up. Lie and TLOT are frolicking in cat form, don't go chasing them, okay?

[Smile] - Awww...

[TLOT] Romps around a bit and pats playfully at Lie with one big paw-

[Steve] He's almost as big as you like that and Cp would have a fit if you chased Lie. Be good okay?

[Smile] - Okay...

[Lie] Darts between TLOT's legs-

[TLOT] Does a little hop into the air and tries to find her-

[Lie] Pounces TLOT's tail-

[TLOT] Swishes it all around so she can chase it-

[Lie] Chases after it spastically-

[TLOT] Rolls in the flowers and ends up on his back with his paws in the air laughing gleefully-

[Lie] Jumps on his belly and loafs there-

[TLOT] Puts a big paw on her and pats her head- I'm so proud of you.

[Lie] - Over what?

[TLOT] Lots of things, but you're probably the closest I'll ever get to having a daughter. You put me in a rather parental state of mind.

[Lie] Smiles in cat form- Well then, I hope your son in law meets your approval

[TLOT] Grins hugely around his fangs - He's getting better. We'll whip him into shape eventually.

[Lie] - What? No shot gun threats?

[TLOT] Eyebrow- I know what a gun is, but not that type... Is it like stuffing someone in a cannon and firing them off?

[Lie] Mentally shows him the classic trope-

[TLOT] Oh boy... I think you're strong enough that that would be redundant. - he pokes her chest lightly with a toe bean- you can wrap him around your dainty little paws, you're just working on the specifics now.

[Lie] Glows brighter in embarrassment-

[TLOT] Leans way over, putting his head almost upside down. He reaches out with a paw and snags a plant on his claws, pulling it down over his face and sniffing deeply- Whoahh... Now I feel a bit dizzy! That's stuff smells amazing!

[Lie] - Er... TLOT?

[TLOT] Hmm?

[Lie] - That's catnip

[TLOT] Chomps down on the branch so it breaks, scattering bits of it across his chest. - I know. It just smells really good.

[Lie] Purrs a little at the smell-

[Steve] Is trying to play fetch with Smile-

[Smile] Happily chases the stick-

[Lie] Rolls around happily before accidentally sliding off the side of TLOT-

[TLOT] Rolls over as well so she's next to his warm belly. With a grin he gives her face a little lick- It's good to be a kitty sometimes. Cp is just in denial.

[Lie] - Yes, very much so

[CP] Get's tired of waiting and forces his way into TLOT and Steve's dream realm-

[Steve] Throws the stick for the dog and it bounces off Cp's head-

[CP] - YOU FUCKER!

[Smile] Slides to a halt right before ramming into CP-

[Steve] Cp? Sorry! I didn't see you!

[CP] Grumbles, flips Steve off and goes looking for his wife-

[TLOT] Stands up and hops around in the grass, the catnip has him feeling peppy and irresponsible.

[CP] Groans as he see's Lie as a cat-

[TLOT] Sneaks up on Cp in the long grass and flowers-

[CP] Reaches down to pick up his wife-

[TLOT] Darts under Cp's legs and bumps his chin with his fuzzy head as he leans over-

[CP] - Fuck off TLOT!

[TLOT] Scampers a few feet away with a chuckle. - Hey, I have you to thank for this too. -he shouts it loud- Thank you Cp! For helping make this possible!

[CP] - I DON'T FUCKING CARE!

[TLOT] I dooooooo- He modulates his voice and lets the words taper off into a loud caterwaul-

[Lie] Is softly giggling as CP picks her up and cradles her in his arms-

[TLOT] Gathers her clothes and holds them lightly in his teeth for Cp to take-

[CP] Takes them after shifting his small wife into one hand-

[TLOT] Shall we head back then? I mean, unless you want to do some romping with me and Lie.

[CP] Nope- Makes a way back to his and Lie's dream realm

[TLOT] Aww. - Goes off to find Smile and Steve to head back as well-

[Smile] Is panting pretty hard-

[Steve] Are you getting tired Smile?

[Smile] Whines-

[Steve] We should go then, let you get some sleep by youself. You did good today. You're a really good doggie Smile.

[TLOT] saunters up in his normal shape- Time to go?

[Smile] Weakly thumps his tail-

[TLOT] We'll be off then, see you on the other side. - He closes his eyes and reopens them to look into Steve's blue irises as he does the same from mere inches away-

[Smile] Flops as he regains consciousness, panting really hard-

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