#Geek Showcase

[thatonegeekygirl]

Dannymay Day 6: Transformation

danny got yeeted off a building cause I wanted to practice perspective 👍🏻

[revserrayyu]

One HSR Character a Day Day 48: Welt

[my-jokes-are-my-armour]

Peter Capaldi on Black Mirror S7 👀👀👀

[astralinne]

"I told you dancing was fun!"

"Not if you're a wanted assassin, yeah?"

(yeah I got lazy with the bg npcs so I just took the ibis pose refs. Sue me)

[ageekgirlsguide]

Hidden Through Time 2: Myths & Magic Review

Hidden Through Time 2: Myths & Magic is a hidden object game by Rogueside that takes the time travel from the first game and brings in the many magical myths to the different time periods in the game.

[fyuyushia]

Mr. Kupido! Ako nama'y tulongan mo! Ba't hindi panaain ang kaniyang damdamin at nang ako ay mapansin?!

Ft. Gepard, Phainon

The different ways they friend zone you unintentionally(?)

Js very short. I really like them actually. Heh. Heh.

Gepard Landau

Gepard is unintentionally cruel when it comes to handling your fragile heart.

He doesn't mean to, but the way he smoothly turns down every inkling of romantic sparks is ruthless. He gives you a chance to delude yourself, and then crushes it right before your very eyes.

What's more? He smiles at you so prettily as he does it.

His eyes are soft, affection swirling within those mesmerizing icy hues of his. His cheeks flush slightly, pink dusting his pale skin. His choice of tone is soft—so soft you'd melt even if the never-changing climate of Jarilo forces you otherwise.

The moment is intimate, straight out of the romance novels you and Pela geek about during your free time.

As his lips curl into a smile, his soft gaze on you and you only, your heart races in anticipation. Will he finally confess? Is this it? Will you finally reach your happy ending? Can you finally officially call Serval and Lynx your sisters in law?

Your heart thumps against your ribcage, and you await his words with bated breath, preparing your response in your head. Yes, you'd marry him, yes, you love him too, yes, you'd be happy to spend forever with him.

All he has to do is ask. All he has to do is say the word and you're all for forever with him.

"Come to think of it, we've known each other for quite a while, haven't we?"

As the magical moment reaches its climax, you can't help the grin that forms on your lips.

"we have," you breathlessly answer.

"You know, I appreciate you, I really do."

Your cheeks heat up at his words. Your fingers fiddle with each other, and you're practically trembling with excitement. This is it, right? There's no mistaking it, right?!

"You've been an integral part of my life. And for that, I," thud thud thud.

"I thank you for your continuous service to belobog, chief medical officer."

Huh?

Oh.

Oh.

You blink once, you blink twice, you blink thrice. You're in the middle of recovering from the shock when he adds another blow to your already cracking heart.

"You're an indispensable asset to have for us silvermane guards. You work effectively and efficiently, nursing us back to health quickly. Truly, we'd be lost without you."

You pause. You take a deep breath, smile frozen in place, and sigh.

Sigh. One more. Sigh. Three's not enough, you need one more to truly showcase your frustration.

Sigh.

"Oh, well," you chuckle awkwardly, your hopes and dreams dashed just as quickly as it came. The suspect? The very same man who instigated your fantasies. "I'm only doing my job."

You look away. Your eyes quickly lose their shine as you realize that he was, in fact, not confessing.

How wonderful.

"Still, your efforts are not to be left unnoticed." He flashes you that smile—that oh so innocent smile that might just be the death of you.

Your heart creaks ever so slightly, but you shove the feeling down. Now's not the time to act pathetic, not in front of him, no.

"I've been thinking about it for a while, and, here." He hands you a small trinket. A music box.

"Serval insisted I gift you something to commemorate. I agree with the thought."

A hand scratches the back of his head, the other holding the music box. You look down, bitterly glaring at the gift he had in hand. You should be happy, you really should be happy—but of course. Of course Serval suggested it. Of course, what did you expect?

"Thanks, geppie. How thoughtful of you." You force a wry smile up on your lips.

Gingerly accepting the gift he offered, you hold it with both hands and spin the lever to play a song, letting it be the requiem for the death of your hopes and dreams.

You sigh, again. How many times has it been already? You don't remember.

Gepard wears the same smile he always adorns. Fond, but not entirely romantic. What will it take for him to finally notice the feelings you have for him?

Wretched man with wretched eyes.

Phainon

Phainon is heartless with his comments.

He compliments you a lot, sure, but those compliments might as well just be straight up telling you 'I see you in anything but a romantic light.'

And, well, to be fair, it might just be because he's busy fighting as a chrysos heir, but the way he nonchalantly drops those comments every time is just downright malicious! There's no excusing the compliments he gives you—they're all definitely said with the intent of friend-zoning you!

"You know," Phainon grins, basking in the serene moment of rare peace with you. "You remind me of that old mop in the storage room of the bathhouse."

"Durable, always there, unfailingly loyal despite the years and horrors. A little frayed, sure, but still undeniably there and ready to be of help."

???

What is this man talking about? What the hell is this man talking about.

Another compliment he gave you during one of your patrols was:

"You know, talking to you is like hanging around a brick wall."

You take a sharp inhale, preparing yourself for the next round of bombs he'll drop on you. He's lethal, and you know he'd pierce through whatever armor you have easily.

"Mhm, why?"

"It's quiet. Therapeutic, somewhat. It's like I'm just talking to myself because of how in sync we are. It gives a nice chance to self-introspect."

Great. A brick wall, and a clone of him this time. Not the weirdest, it's acceptable. You think as you wipe away the imaginary tears that run down your cheek.

"Phainon, go to sleep." You mutter, holding in a sniffle yourself. "You're saying weird stuff again."

Leave it to Phainon to always give you a weird compliment. Did he secretly hate you? It felt like he was playing a game to see just how long until you realize he actually hated your guts and have been dissing you behind your back.

"hm? Is it so weird to appreciate a friend?" He tilts his head, and he gives you that devastatingly dangerous smile.

The one where he quirks up his brows, and his eyes narrow just a bit, lips curved into a small smile. That cheshire-like grin of his—that playful gleam in his eyes—he's dangerous.

You feel your defenses crumble, and you can't even be bothered to be offended by the fact that he just friend zoned you again.

You huff and roll your eyes. "No, but can't you provide more flattering comparisons? A brick wall isn't exactly a compliment, and so is a mop, by the way."

He laughs, loud and unabashed. Your cheeks burn at the sound, it's melodious, a delight to hear, but it squeezes up your heart painfully as well.

"Do you enjoy it?" Your brows furrow. Do you enjoy playing with my feelings?

"Enjoy what?"

You don't say any of your thoughts. Of course you don't, you're too much of a coward to actually do so.

Instead, you sigh. Shaking your head, you resign yourself to your fate: be the punching bag of Phainon's weirdest compliments yet.

"You do you, I don't care anymore."

A lie. You know deep inside that you'd still keep hoping for a change in his usual antics. Maybe a compliment a bit more flattering than the rest, maybe a genuine confession of love, maybe a tender moment of silence, wordless confessions flitting about in the subtle acts, whatever it was, you know you'd keep hoping.

A weight falls on top of your head.

You flinch, and shift your focus from your thoughts back to reality.

He's close, too close, actually.

His hand is on top of your head, patting it, and he's leaning just a bit too close for comfort. He's a few inches away from your face, you're tempted to seal the distance, but refrain from the urge. A shadow is cast over his face, the light partially blocked from the position he holds himself in.

Why is he so close? The question lingers in the back of your mind, leaving you pondering his intentions. What's the big idea here?

You see something foreign in Phainon's eyes. Just briefly, only briefly, barely even a second, but you see it nonetheless. It's there, it's undoubtedly there. There's a glimmer of what you hoped was affection sprinkled in those piercing blue eyes of his.

Maybe it's just your eyes playing tricks on you. Really, you've been getting desperate these past few days.

Then again, if it was false, what reason could there be for his sudden closing distance? There's got to be substance, right? This has got to be proof, right?

"I'm sorry, did I upset you?" He tilts his head, you forget to breathe. "Your reactions are just so amusing, see. I can't help but tease a little bit."

You might have crashed out a bit. Drawn a blank, short circuited, exploded.

You might have just done a backflip at that moment. Might have just combusted at that moment.

Your body freezes, twitches, and then, like a robot, comes back to life again.

"Scoot away, Phainon." You pray he doesn't hear the stutter, doesn't hear the way your heart races.

He hums, gaze sweeping over your features before promptly pulling away. He pulls away completely, and you, for a moment, genuinely consider reeling him back in and relish in the proximity. You're not a creep though, and you don't plan on being one, so you refrain from the thought.

His posture's straight, a bit relaxed, but still refined. "Let's continue with our patrol."

You nod, clearing your throat, coughing relentlessly as if doing so could get rid of the butterflies that fluttered about in your stomach.

"indeed, let's."

But even as you say that, you remain planted from where you stand. Your eyes follow his back, pouting ever so slightly.

He pushes and pulls, pushing you away with his words, pulling you back in with his actions, he's insufferable. Especially for a heart who yearns for him, especially for you.

Darned man, and his harmful words.

[chicken-and-potatoes]

Episode 5 - A Gamble for Fake Fortunes

Last time on Total Drama Vacation, eleven teams raced down a maze of water slides. The team dragged out by security being Katie and Sadie. With our winners being Leshawna and Bridgette! Will Katie ever get better with directions? Is Trent risking a heart attack the longer he's with Izzy? Find out tonight on Total. Drama. Vacation!

(Extra below cut)

In today's challenge, the ten teams are allowed access to the casino part of the hotel! The teams are given a minimum of $500 dollars to gamble away with hopes to win it big! Whoever makes the most cash by the end of the day wins. Although, all of them are still underage so they'll be given paper money and chips from an undisclosed board game.

The unfortunate losers of today's gambling challenge are the Ex-Gal Friends. After the two finally agree on what they'll be playing, they choose bingo. A safe but slow choice based on purely luck. Courtney quickly loses her patience after a few rounds. Only winning a total of 1k in fake cash.

The winners are the Arch-Schemers, using their poker faces, gestures and charms to manipulate their way to the top. Earning a total of 100k in chips.

Lastly, our randomly selected team we showcase are Queen Bee and Geek who decided to pay baccarat.

Oh but what's this?! Today's challenge was a reward challenge!

Making the Ex-Gal Friends safe from being dragged out by security! The Arch-Schemers now have a newly installed jacuzzi in their hotel room for them to have for the rest of their vacation!

[kenzdolls]

𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒:

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐱 𝐠𝐧! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐮𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐫𝐞-𝐰𝐚𝐫

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐱 𝐠𝐧! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

MEETING IZUKU MIDORIYA:

the first time izuku meets you, he's so nervous he can barely speak, stuttering and fidgeting as he tries to introduce himself. 

you catch his eye during training, and he notices how effortlessly you handle your quirk, making him instantly admire your skills.

his heart races when you ask for help with a training exercise, and he takes the opportunity to geek out about hero tactics and strategies, revealing his passionate side.

izuku can't help but doodle about you in his notebook, sketching little scenes of you both saving the day together.

he gets flustered whenever you compliment him or praise his progress, cheeks turning a deep shade of red as he tries to downplay his achievements.

whenever you’re around, he subconsciously activates his quirk a little harder, wanting to impress you with his newfound strength.

You end up as partners in a training simulation, and he panics, but ends up being surprisingly effective under pressure, showcasing how well he can think on his feet with you by his side.

IZUKU CRUSHING ON YOU:

as time goes on, izuku finds himself crushing hard on you, feeling the excitement but also the pressure of his feelings, especially since you're both training to be heroes.

he starts to notice the little things—how you laugh, your determination in battles, and how you encourage your classmates during difficult times, making his heart flutter.

rhe more time he spends with you, the more he admires your bravery and dedication, leading to moments where he can't help but cheer for you during your training sessions.

he tries to find excuses to spend time with you outside of training, suggesting study sessions or helping you with your quirk, while secretly hoping you'll see him as more than just a friend.

one day, he accidentally slips up and admits how inspiring he finds you, leading to a series of blushing and stammering as he realizes what he’s just said.

after saving you from a dangerous situation during a training exercise, he realizes just how much he cares about you, leaving him flustered and unsure how to express his feelings.

he begins to draw little comics about you two, showcasing both of your heroic adventures, using them as a way to cope with his growing crush.

DATING IZUKU MIDORIYA

once you both confess your feelings, izuku becomes the sweetest boyfriend, constantly checking in on you, making sure you’re okay after training, and encouraging you to reach your goals.

he always wants to share his notes with you, discussing new strategies for hero work, making it feel like you’re a team both in and out of the classroom.

dates often involve casual outings where he awkwardly tries to impress you—whether it's at a café or a hero training facility—but he ends up just being himself, which you adore.

he still gets flustered whenever you compliment him, but he starts to learn to accept your praise, making him feel more confident as your partner.

during fights, he’s always on high alert when you’re around, ready to use his quirk to protect you, often shouting, “don’t worry, I’ll save you!” even if you’re perfectly capable of defending yourself.

he loves planning surprise training sessions just for the two of you, using it as a way to bond and grow together while also being productive heroes.

late-night study sessions turn into moments of shared laughter and deep conversations, where he feels comfortable enough to share his dreams of being a hero by your side.

izuku surprises you with thoughtful gifts, like customized gear for your quirk or hero-related memorabilia, showing how much he pays attention to your interests.

© 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 —

[fantastic-nonsense]

okay, I think I've cracked the code. I think I understand what Tate Brombal is doing with Shiva's new backstory.

Brombal has said that he loves Denny O'Neil's work, has read Richard Dragon and The Question, and "could write the Kung-Fu Fighter trio forever." He's also very notably a Cass lore geek, as evidenced by the opening "Mother" arc, and has also clearly read several of Shiva's newer appearances as well. So like all of his nods to Cass's existing history while introducing new elements, he's not just inventing stuff out of thin air for Shiva's backstory. He's picking and choosing the elements that have already been introduced for Shiva and using that to create something new.

I think Brombal's goals with Shiva's new backstory are threefold: dealing with all of the contradictions in Shiva's history that have popped up over the years, properly tying Shiva and Cass's stories together (in a better way than Gabrych's frankly sloppy execution), and creating an actual relationship between Sandra and Carolyn that showcases why her murder created Shiva. He also clearly has as secondary priorities making Carolyn a real, breathing character (rather than a living MacGuffin with no personality) and explaining all of the odd stuff that Shiva's been able to do over the years, particularly her rather supernatural healing abilities.

So! Predictions for how this is all going to shake out once we finish the Shiva backstory arc and start moving into the Jade Tiger arc:

Ming-Yue and Mei-Xing's parents were a Romeo and Juliet forbidden romance from rival clans, the Blood and if not the Unburied themselves, whatever larger clan the Unburied are from. They had the girls and lived as nomads in China, including time in a village named Duoyishu (as seen in Outsiders 2019 and Urban Legends), until they were killed by Wu Feng, the leader of The Blood and their father's brother, in the Tibetan Himalayas (as shown in Batgirl #7).

I think Akhu (the monk who knew Mei and Yue's parents, took them in and raised them for a decade, and called them "daughters") will be revealed to be O-Sensei (notably a title and not a name), finally connecting Shiva back with the original lore drop way back in Richard Dragon #2 that Carolyn was O-Sensei's goddaughter.

Sin Lance is canon again as of BOP 2023, so the Dinah-Shiva "life experience swap" arc is also canon again. Theory 1: the Himalayan village Shiva lived in for that decade with Akhu is the same "southeast Asian village" from Simone's BOP run where Dinah "relives Shiva's hidden, early life." After the Blood attacked, Akhu fled to Japan to become O-Sensei and Mother took over as the village's primary protector. Theory 2: the "southeast Asian village" is Duoyishu, and Mother was always the person in charge there.

Either way, Akhu goes to Japan and we have coin flip odds on whether or not Mother will be revealed as the person who actually trained Sandra to be Shiva post-Detroit. Additionally, regardless of outcome she will not be Shiva's literal mother.

After leaving the village post-Blood attack, Mei and Yue travel the world for a bit and land in Detroit, where they take the American names Carolyn and Sandra. We then get the Batgirl-era backstory of them continuing to dance, fight, and perform for crowds (which Brombal already had them doing in the Himalayan village) and being seen by Cain.

IF Brombal brings Shiruto (the girls' weapons developer uncle, killed in Richard Dragon) back, he'll probably be revamped as an ex-Unburied member and their mother's brother trying protect them from the Blood. That might actually explain why they end up living in Detroit's Chinatown of all places? We'll see.

The Batgirl #8 teaser indicates Brombal is doing some timeline mix-and-matching, making Sandra and Carolyn crimefighters prior to meeting Richard Dragon, adding Carolyn to the Kung-Fu Fighter team, and moving Richard and Ben's Kung-Fu Fighter era martial arts school to Detroit (rather than NYC).

That's cool. I'm a huge fan of this Kung Fu Fighters era reinvention, actually. It solves a lot of timeline issues, fixes Richard and Ben's histories in the process, and also means that Carolyn's 'I could have loved you' statement to Richard (who, pre-Crisis, she'd literally known for ONE DAY) before she died will make actual sense.

Anyway, Cain enters the picture and kills Carolyn to 'inspire Shiva' to stop holding herself back at some point. Exactly how this happens and how it ties into the Kung Fu Fighters reinvention, I don't know.

So Sandra goes after Cain for revenge, loses, Cain's proposal and the forced conception of Cass happens, and he trains her during that time. She leaves after Cass is born and continues to travel the world to perfect her skills, becoming a mercenary and eventually "Lady Shiva." This would neatly tie together Shiva's retconned history with Cain we got in Batgirl (2000) #73 with the reiterated justification Shiva gave for leaving Cass with Cain in Batgirl (2024) #4.

Another theory: the Blood's bloodbending magic and the Unburied's blue poppy magic will be used to at least partially explain Shiva's longstanding odd healing abilities, including her punch resurrection of Cass way back in Batgirl (2000) #25 and her healing of Katana in the much more recent Urban Legends #16.

I also think that Shiva went looking for the Unburied not because she "ran out of challenges above and started looking below," as she told Cass in Batgirl #6, but because she was trying to learn about her mother's heritage and seeking knowledge of who she might have been in a different life. The training and healing abilities were an unexpected bonus.

So that's Shiva's backstory predictions. What about the upcoming Batgirl arcs after Batgirl #8? Well, let's see:

I think Wu Lin, the guy Brombal introduced in Batgirl #4, will be a member of The Blood from "the bloodline of Wu," hence the upcoming 'shocking family revelations' teased for Batgirl #9 (he's possibly the son of Wu Feng, which would make him Shiva's nephew and Cass's cousin). This would also explain why he's scared enough about the Unburied coming after him to join Shiva.

And finally, Shiva told Cass in Batgirl #6 to find Ben Turner and ask him about "Jade Tiger." Jade Tiger, from the cover and teaser of Batgirl #10, is obviously connected to Ben in some way. He might also be connected to Richard, holder of the Jade Dragon Claw, as well.

My theory? Jade Tiger is either Ben Turner II (Ben's nephew, who hasn't been seen since the pre-Crisis era) or a new character that will be revealed to be Ben's son (probably with Jane Lewis, Ben's pre-Crisis girlfriend who was killed on the day Ben wanted to propose).

.....there's probably more I'm forgetting, tbh. But I'm really fascinated to see where Brombal goes with this, to put it lightly.

[hynzsn]

★ BUTT BOUND ★

☆ changbin + bangchan x male reader 18+ MDNI

-> bully!changbin + bully!bangchan x victim!reader

꩜ .ᐟ smut

contents: dubcon, bottom!changbin + bottom!bangchan x top!reader, big dick!reader, brainwashed!reader, teasing, oral, anal sex, anal fingering, cock riding, talk about their fat jiggly butts, cumpie, degradation, facial, cumshot, moaning, whimpering, grunting, ass slapping

wc: 2.3k

summary: college bullies chan and changbin turn you into their submissive, brainwashed slut. they take turns fucking your mouth and bouncing on your cock with their fat jiggly asses, making you go crazy and melt underneath them until you’re nothing but a complete mess.

a/n - i do not like this at all 😭 but i made a promise to myself that i would post everything i write no matter how bad it is so here it is… hopefully you guys like it better than i do >.<

♡︎♡︎♡︎ likes, comments and reblogs are highly appreciated ♡︎♡︎♡︎

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the clock ticked towards midnight as you sprawled out on the corner table of the college library, immersed in textbooks. aside from the faint buzz of fluorescent lights and the infrequent rustle of pages, the entire room was silent. in an effort to escape the constant harassment you were experiencing on campus, you became utterly engrossed in your studies. however, tonight, destiny had different intentions.

chan and changbin entered the library as the doors swung wide, their presence commanding attention. anxiety gripped you. in an effort to go unnoticed, you shrank as much as you could. however, by that point, your efforts were futile. they fixed their intense gazes on you like lions spotting a wounded gazelle. "lookie here, bin," chan said with a sneer, his voice loud enough to break the silence. "our favorite little geek."

changbin’s mouth curled into a mischievous grin. "why are you here by yourself?"

"i’m just studying, that's all,” you mumbled. "i have a test tomorrow."

both changbin and chan looked at each other, their faces turning even darker. "you’re always studying," changbin remarked as he moved closer to the table. "it’s pathetic.” chan swiftly lifted you up by the collar and had you standing before you could respond. forgotten, the textbooks scrambled to the floor. "you’re coming with us," he demanded, his hold strong and unwavering. "we have something more beneficial for you to do.”

fear was the factor that stifled your protestations. you were aware that resisting was pointless. you were not only outnumbered, but you were also, without a doubt, outmatched. you let them drag you out of the library with a groan of resignation, your feet faltering as you tried to keep up with their determined pace. the journey to the dormitory was a haze, and your mind was racing with anxiousness the entire time. though you didn't know what they might do, you assumed it was bad. you could feel your heart racing as soon as you reached the door to their room.

after forcing the door open with his foot, chan shoved you inside. the room had a low level of light, and the air was thick with a smell that was foreign to you. your eyes darted around, taking in the sight of the cluttered desks and the unmade beds. you were in a confined space. to show his eagerness, changbin closed and locked the door behind you. his eyes sparkled with excitement. "sit down," he ordered while pointing to his bed with his finger.

despite your first hesitation, chan gave you a forceful push that caused you to fall onto the mattress. you sat there, your heart pounding, as chan and changbin both removed their shirts, exposing their cut abs and showcasing their strong bodies. the sight was enough to make your breath catch in your throat. they were so terrifyingly perfect that you felt even smaller. under their gaze, you felt helpless; they looked like predators ready to attack you.

the first to walk forward was changbin, who exuded an air of self-assurance. he growled at you, his tone dripping with scorn, and said, "look at you. i’m willing to bet that you're already hard and desperate.” he leaned down, grasping your crotch, and fondled your cock through your pants. his fingers traced the outline of your cock. simultaneously with your soft whimper, he erupted into a small belly laugh. "you are such a fucking loser,” he mocked. you were hard. rock hard, in fact. as his fingers began tugging at the waistband of your jeans, he pulled them down your thighs, along with your boxers. The entire length of your enormous cock escaped its confines and sprung free, as changbin and chan observed. it was thick, with a drop of precum glistening at the tip, and stood tall and proud, throbbing with need.

chan exhaled a chuckle. “i knew his dick was big, but fuck, he's huge… i guess we‘ve got the perfect toy in our possession, bin.

"definitely. we’re going to milk this big boy dry.” changbin drew his thumb across the tip of your cock as he collected the bead of precum. he then placed his thumb on his lips and pulled away from you. "mmm, he tastes delicious, too."

all you could do was sit there, your mouth dry and your mind reeling. yeah, you had fantasized about this moment countless times before, but the reality was overwhelming, to say the least.

changbin wasted no time. he turned around and undid his pants, revealing his fat, jiggly ass. he backed up toward you with a teasing sway of his hips, his ass cheeks tantalizingly close to your throbbing cock. “you like this, huh? i bet you can't wait to have my fat ass bounce on your useless dick.”

your breath hitched as changbin turned around and lowered himself onto his knees, one of his hands holding your cock with a tight grip. “don’t get too excited; i’m not about to suck your dick,” he spat, grabbing a condom from his nightstand and tore it open with his teeth. "i don’t want you making a mess inside my ass.” with practiced ease, he rolled the condom down over your cock. the latex felt cool against your heated skin, and you couldn't help but shiver at the sensation.

once the condom was securely in place, changbin reached for the bottle of lube that was also sitting on his nightstand, squirting a generous amount onto his fingers. he stood up and turned back around, spreading his cheeks with one hand while the other one slicked up his hole. the sight of changbin’s fingers slipping in and out of his hole caused your cock to twitch in anticipation. changbin moaned softly as he worked the lube on himself, his fingers glistening. looking over his shoulder at you, he teased, "fuck, i bet you've been dreaming about this. too bad you’re just a fucking loser. you’re not even good enough to fuck me without a condom.”

you whimpered in response; your mind was already starting to fog over with desire. you watched as changbin positioned himself over your cock, slowly lowering himself. changbin’s tight heat enveloped you inch by inch, and your eyes rolled back at the overwhelming sensation. “fuck, you’re big,” he groaned, starting to ride you slowly, his ass cheeks jiggling with every bounce. “you like that, you little slut? do you enjoy exploiting your tormentors?"

in response, you could only moan, your hands gripping tightly onto the bed sheets. everything felt like a blur—the sight and sensation of changbin’s ass taking over your every thought. you were becoming mindless, just as they wanted.

chan watched with a smirk as he also pulled down his pants, his own cock rock hard and leaking. "you’re not even prepared for me to get on that cock," he mocked, his voice dripping with malice, despite the promise behind his words. he moved beside you, his hand grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him. “for now, i’ll make use of your mouth.” chan guided your head toward his cock without uttering a word, the thick length of his cock slipping past your lips. you moaned around his cock, and the vibrations made chan shudder. “good boy,’ chan murmured, his hand tangling in your hair to control the pace.

meanwhile, changbin picked up the pace, his ass slapping down with increasing speed. each bounce, along with the thrusts of chan’s cock inside your mouth, caused your eyes to roll back for what felt like the hundredth time, causing your brain to melt. in contrast to how you were earlier, you accepted everything they were doing to you without hesitation.

chan found the sounds of you moaning, gagging, and slobbering all over his cock to be delightful. he even went so far as to remove his cock from your mouth, allowing your saliva to connect a string from his cock to your lips as he slapped his cock against your cheek, resulting in a wet and sloppy patch on your skin. “fuck, look at him. he’s such a pathetic, drooling slut. he can’t get enough of my cock, bin,” chan grunted, shoving his cock back into your mouth.

your muffled moans around chan’s cock were all the answers they needed. you absolutely loved this. you were completely lost in pleasure. you were their submissive and slut, and you loved every second of it.

chan withdrew from your mouth, his cock sparkling with your saliva. “move, bin. it’s my turn," he declared as he advanced behind changbin, who was still bouncing on your cock. chan pushed changbin forward, making him come off your dick as he now lined himself up with your cock. bangchan’s ass was slightly more compact than changbin’s, but no less impressive. "let’s get this thing off," he purred, effortlessly removing the condom and tossing it aside. "i don't mind you making a mess in my ass. good pathetic sluts like yourself should be rewarded a little, and what better than to take my ass raw?” with a teasing wiggle, chan lowered himself onto your cock, his ass jiggling as he took changbin’s place.

your mind couldn’t handle the shift; the sensation of chan’s even tighter heat replacing changbin’s driving you insane. chan bounced on your cock with practiced ease, his ass jiggling beautifully. “yeah,” he taunted, “you like this, don't you?” he rolled his hips around on your cock, making you moan out, unable to use coherent words to give him a response. your cock was twitching inside of him. you moved your hands to grab at chan’s hips, desperate for more, and you got exactly what you wanted. chan began to bounce on your cock again, this time making sure to come down and take you as deep as possible.

changbin, subtly gaining his composure, moved behind chan, his hand coming down to spank chan’s jiggling ass, causing chan to moan. “fuck, this is hot,” changbin groaned, his free hand reaching down to pump his own cock. his hand continued to slap chan’s ass, each slap sending ripples through chan’s plump cheeks. the sound of skin on skin echoed through the room, mixing with the panting and moaning. you were barely holding on, your senses overloaded by the sight and sensation of chan riding you expertly.

chan’s head lolled back, a blissful expression on his face as he bounced faster, driving you deeper into madness. “fucking loser,” chan taunted with a breathless voice. on the receiving end, you were beyond words; your mind was fixated on the consuming pleasure of having your cock milked dry. every bounce, every jiggle, imprinted itself into your brain, turning you into a mindless and needy mess.

changbin smirked as he observed you, his own cock hard and in need of some attention. he moved to your side, grabbing the back of your head and forcing you to face him. “you’re not done yet, loser. you’ve got two of us to satisfy.” with that, changbin presented his small but thick cock to you. without hesitation, you opened your mouth, welcoming changbin’s cock with eager enthusiasm. the taste and scent of changbin’s cock filled your senses, adding to your brainwashed state.

changbin thrust into your mouth at a brutal pace. “yeah, that’s it,” he snarled, his voice filled with dominance. “take it all, you slut. show us how much you love being our fucktoy.”

chan continued to ride your cock; his pace was relentless. he was a vision of sinful pleasure, his ass bouncing up and down, each movement driving you deeper into submission. “you’re doing so well, slut,” chan cooed, his voice dripping with false sweetness. "takin’ us both like a good little slut."

as changbin fucked your mouth, you found yourself drowning in sensation. you were completely at their mercy; your mind was reduced to a single thought: serve and please your bullies. your hands gripped chan’s hips even tighter as you tried to ground yourself.

changbin’s thrusts became more erratic, his breaths coming in sharp pants. “fuck, you’re good at this,” he groaned. “such a perfect little slut. you’re going to make me cum.” your eyes fluttered closed, and your mind was hazy with pleasure. you could feel your own orgasm building, the tight heat of chan’s ass, and the taste of changbin’s cock pushing you to the edge.

“don’t you dare cum yet,” chan warned, his voice filled with authority. “not until we say so.” you whimpered around changbin’s cock, trying to hold back your impending release. the command only heightened your pleasure, making you even more desperate. you were their toy, their slut, and you would do anything to please them.

changbin’s moans grew louder, and his thrusts became more frantic. “fuck, i’m going to cum,” he panted, pulling out of your mouth just in time. he stroked himself a few times before unleashing his hot release all over your face. “take it, you slut. wear my cum proudly.” your eyes fluttered open, and the warmth of changbin’s cum on your face added to your dazed state. you were completely at their mercy, covered in sweat, and cum. your cock throbbed inside of chan, desperate for release.

chan’s movements became more erratic as he approached his own orgasm. “fuck, you feel good,” he moaned, his pace quickening. “i’m going to cum, and you’re going to take it all. you hear me?”

you could only nod; your mind was too foggy to form words. you were on the brink, your entire body trembling with need. with a final, powerful bounce, chan came, shooting his massive load all over your thighs, your legs, and the bed sheets, his body shuddering with pleasure. the tight grip of chan’s hole around your cock finally sent you over the edge, your own orgasm crashing through you. you cried out, your release filling him as your mind went completely blank.

chan slowly lifted himself off your cock, your cum leaking out of his hole, both of you panting and spent. with a satisfied smirk on his lips, he looked down at you. “good job, loser. you’re good at something besides absolutely sucking in life, being our slut.”

changbin chuckled, wiping the sweat from his brow. “yeah, you did great. can’t wait to use you again.”

[goldencithaerias]

Young Silco x Reader - Modern School AU (not proofread but the Silco brainrot is too real to ignore <333)

CW: SFW, tad bit suggestive near the end.

You two were classmates in high school; one shitty group project together where only the two of you were doing the work was all it took for you and Silco to bond together, mainly from talking shit about the other kids in your group who didn’t do anything.

You visit his house almost every Friday after school, mostly alongside Vander and the two younger siblings down the block. Sometimes, Powder would get you to play house with her, and she’d always coincidentally make you and Silco the parents.

It was awkward at first, but you were too fond of the little prodigy to deny her the joy of seeing you and your friend hold hands.

When it’s just the two of you in his somewhat rundown room, however, it’s much more intimate, in a sense. Just two teenagers geeking off about their hobbies and theories for the upcoming episodes on the show you both were illegally watching off of some shady website.

You had accidentally turned those short hangouts into sleepovers on multiple occasions, having fallen asleep on his bed after spending too many hours yapping about the rumored messy breakup between the class president and vice president. Silco isn’t too keen on sharing his personal space, but he never had the heart to wake you up.

Other times, it’d just be the two of you falling asleep together on the couch while watching Mean Girls, stacked on top of one another like pancakes with abs.

(Vander took a picture once and teased him about it later the next morning, and suddenly Silco was very interested in creating pillow forts between the two of you whenever you went over to continue watching Dexter. Said pillow forts never worked in separating you from his arms, unfortunately.)

During the summer of junior year, after successfully obtaining your driver's license, you drove the group downtown to an arcade you used to frequent as a child.

Powder beat the absolute shit out of everyone at Target Terror, and Vi got an all-time new high score that caused the boxer machine to almost malfunction. Vander managed to talk the staff out of kicking all of you out after that incident.

You tried out the claw machines after a cute whale shark plushie caught your eye, but ultimately failed to obtain the thing (since all claw machines are nothing but scams.) Silco saw how disappointed you were, and attempted at said claw machine, before being let down as well from his failures.

(He bought you a shark keychain for your car keys a week later. Said it was a congratulatory gift and definitely not because seeing you mopey and sad tugged at his heartstrings in a bad way.)

Silco invited you to homecoming during your senior year. It wasn’t a straight-up confession, but honestly, people were surprised that you idiots aren’t already dating in the first place.

You showed up, of course. Seeing Silco without his iconic side bang was sad, but you’d be lying if you said him with slicked-back hair wasn’t hot as hell.

The two of you spent approximately twenty minutes in the poorly decorated cafeteria room before sneaking off somewhere else. Ended up sloppily making out in the bathroom before you got caught by some poor freshman.

You giggled like a maniac during the entirety of the drive home, while he cringed and grumble for you to shut up. You continued said messy make-out session the moment your foot went past his bedroom door.

Definitely let you wear his jacket during the school day!!! Even if your styles were opposites or otherwise, he’d always leave his cherished leather coat inside your locker first thing in the morning. It smells a whole lot like ink and newspaper.

Silco isn’t the best with PDA, nor is he comfortable showcasing his affection for you or vice versa in any public space, period. Even around your little group, the most he’d do is hold your hands, and even so it is kept to a minimum.

In the privacy of his or your room, however? Better be prepared for a shower of kisses and gentle caresses all over your body.

A forehead kiss a day keeps the sadness away, they say.

[fanfictionismyaddiction]

A Touch of Obsession

Word count : 511

Pairing: Padro Pascal x reader

Summary: Pedro becomes obsessed with Y/n's intricate new nail art

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Y/n walked into their shared apartment, the faint scent of her fresh manicure lingering as she set her bag down. Pedro was sprawled out on the couch, scripts and highlighters spread around him, glasses perched on his nose. His head snapped up when he heard the door.

"Hey, cariño," he greeted with a warm smile, setting the script aside. His eyes immediately locked onto her hands as she tucked her hair behind her ear. "Wait, are those new?"

Y/n smirked, holding out her hands like a showcase model. "Yep! Got them done today. Cool, right?"

Pedro took her hands in his, studying the intricate designs on her nails. Each nail was different—a kaleidoscope of abstract patterns, tiny metallic studs, and iridescent swirls that shifted color depending on the light.

"Wow," he murmured, turning her hands over and letting the light catch the details. "They’re... really freaking cool. They look like little pieces of art."

Y/n laughed. "That’s kind of the idea. Glad you approve."

Pedro didn’t just approve; he was fascinated. Without thinking, he started gently running his fingers over her nails, tracing the ridges of the patterns. He flicked one of the tiny studs, then tilted her hand to see how the swirls changed color.

"This one looks like a galaxy," he said, tapping her thumb.

She chuckled again, settling into the couch beside him. "Pedro, are you seriously geeking out over my nails right now?"

He glanced at her with mock seriousness. "Excuse me, I am appreciating your art." Then, his voice softened. "Also, these are really satisfying to touch."

Y/n watched, amused, as Pedro continued to fidget with her nails, using her hands like a stress toy. He pressed on the metallic studs, flicked the edges of her nails, and traced the swirl patterns like they were a maze.

"You’re going to mess them up," she teased, though she didn’t pull her hands away.

"I’m being careful," he replied, completely absorbed. His thumb grazed over her index finger, and he glanced up at her. "Seriously, though. These are like... the perfect fidget toy."

Y/n raised an eyebrow. "So, you’re saying I should keep getting my nails done like this just to entertain you?"

Pedro leaned closer, his grin mischievous. "I mean, I wouldn’t complain. Plus, they suit you. Gorgeous and a little badass."

Her cheeks flushed at the compliment, and she playfully swatted him. "You're such a nerd."

"A nerd who’s in love with his girlfriend’s nails," he said dramatically, clasping her hands to his chest like she’d gifted him something priceless. "And his girlfriend, of course."

Y/n rolled her eyes but couldn’t help smiling. "Well, lucky for you, I’ve got an appointment in two weeks. Guess you’ll have something new to obsess over."

Pedro smirked, leaning in to kiss her. "I’ll never get bored of you, Y/n. Nails or no nails."

"Good answer," she said, resting her head on his shoulder while he resumed playing with her nails.

They stayed like that for a while, Pedro content to fidget with her hands while Y/n enjoyed the attention. 

[thesimline]

I’d love to see some geek/gamer centric cc. Mainly simlish graphic tees or full costumes (if possible). The in-game generated GeekCon outfits leave a lot to be desired…

In an unprecedented first for a Friday Finds collection, today instead of showcasing other creators' CC I made my own! For some strange reason I've been working on my recolouring skills lately (😉😉😉) so I thought it might be a fun project to take into my own hands. This is a recolour of a base game t-shirt, so you don't need to download anything extra for the recolours to show up in your game. The original was tagged as masculine, but I've also added the feminine tag to the recolours so they show up for all genders. There are different tees for three different categories - superheroes, gaming, and film & TV. Each style has 24 swatches each and I've also made a merged version for those of you who are keen for all 72 swatches in one package. I had a lot of fun putting this together, so I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

As for full costumes - that lookbook will be coming in July to coincide with San Diego Comic Con, so be sure to keep a look out! Download links and item details under the cut.

Rep for your favourite superhero with the Boom Smash Pow tee - featuring retro comic book art of all the big hitters. From Batman and Robin, to Doctor Strange and Thor, you're bound to find a fit that...fits!

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If you like a good retro throwback, the 8 Whole Bits tee is the one for you! There's a huge range of designs to choose from, including old school faves like Kirby, Pac Man and Megaman. For those of you with more modern tastes, those are covered too - with designs that shout out Minecraft, Fornite and Animal Crossing, to name just a few.

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Be it classic blockbusters like Star Wars or more modern TV crowd-pleasers like Sailor Moon, the As Seen On TV tee has your back. Each design is weathered to give it that cool vintage look.

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Want all three designs in one so you have plenty of choices to deck out your geeky sims? Luckily there's a merged file for that!

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[wrongbodies]

The Worst Science Convention I Ever Went To

The main expo space of the convention center was abuzz with activity. Everywhere around me nerds and geeks of all sorts milled about, looking at the various experiments and research presentations. The main sessions were separated into different viewing rooms, but the floor of the main space was littered with all sorts of wackier research.

I stuck out like a sore thumb, I imagined. Well, me and my teammates. A couple of us guys on the lacrosse team had taken the same class expecting an easy grade. Turns out Intro to the Scientific Method was a bit more involved than we had thought. We had to go on field trips like this, or we'd get a shit grade. So here I was with my friends, Luke and Rocky.

"Seth!" Luke called out to me. I turned to see him standing in front of a strange machine, his short hair sticking up from static electricity. I approached amused.

"This is a van de graaff generator. It generates a direct current, and when the energy reaches your strands of hair, they repel each other. It appears to 'float.'" The dorky old man said. He was giddy with excitement. I was less amused now that he explained it, if I am being honest.

"Cool... uh, let's go check something else out Luke." I said. Rocky approached, gesturing to something away from the static machine.

"I don't get how people like this stuff." I said. "It's neat, I guess... but I'd rather be outside. It's so nice out, finally."

"I know. At least we have practice later. 'Sides, we need the extra credit from this. It's worth it." Rocky explained.

"True, ugh." I lamented. "Where are we going, anyways?"

"I saw something pretty crazy down this way. The guy is still setting up, but I'm actually wondering if it will work." Rocky said, a little mysteriously.

Luke, and Rocky, and I approached the small stage that the experiment was set up on. A small crowd of onlookers were already collecting. I noticed that there was a large group of dweeby high schoolers on the other side of the stage, all of them starry eyed at the machine set up on the stage. One of them kept glancing at me, though. A beanpole kid with messy red hair, bad acne, and watery blue eyes. A nerd, I could not help by wrinkle my nose at.

I and my lacrosse friends pressed in closer. When they pushed past some old women, I was able to read the plaque finally.

"Dr. Lark's Mind-Drift Experiment"

Seth had no idea what that meant, but Rocky seemed excited about it. He kept babbling about what a high it would be to try it. They were interrupted after a few more minutes by a broad-shouldered man stepping to the front of the stage.

"Greetings, convention goers and fellow scientists!" The man called. He sounded more like a carnival barker than a scientist. "I have a fantastic experiment to showcase today. I assure you it is possible to merge two minds, to wade into the memories and feelings of another!"

The crowd murmured in incredulity. Rocky was bumping Luke and I on the back. This was apparently what he was excited to try out.

"Now, I would like to give some trial runs. Could I have some volunteers?" Dr. Lark asked. Rocky grabbed Luke's arm and lifted, throwing his other arm up. Dr. Lark seemed amused at the exuberance, so he beckoned the two boys up.

The doctor got to work preparing the device. It actually looked quite similar to the van de graaff generator, from before. A single silver orb stood in the middle of the stage, atop a similar silver stand. It was so sleek and shiny, it looked more like some piece of scifi decoration that an actual experiment.

Sure enough, though, when the doctor finished turning the power source on, the sphere hummed faintly. The two lacrosse boys were commanded forward, and then instructed to place one hand each on the sphere. As soon as Luke and Rocky did so, they immediately seemed to slump into a stupor. Their heads drooped forward, eyes rolling back up in their head. They made no noise, except every once in a while a big breath. The doctor let them stay that way for about 2 minutes, before he shut the power off.

My friends came to, almost immediately. As they looked around, they looked at their hands, and then at each other. Grinning, they turned to the doctor and expressed their surprise.

"What did you experience, boys? Tell the crowd!" Dr. Lark asked.

"It felt like I WAS my friend, Rocky." Luke said. "I could hear his thoughts, and his memories... it was like I was in them, but I knew it wasn't me those things happened to."

"Same! I could feel his emotions, man. I didn't realize he had such a crush on my sister... Eww, wtf!" Rocky laughed. He was a little disgusted.

The crowd seemed a bit more convinced. Others were asking to have another demonstration. Dr. Lark sent my friends off the stage.

"I'll try it!" I yelled out. I was not about to let my friends have all the fun.

"Very well, then, step up here." Dr. Lark waved me up.

"Now, who would we have to drift minds with this strapping young man?" Dr. Lark asked of the crowd.

"Me! Oh me! Please!" A nasally voice cried out. I looked around and felt my heart sink when I realized it was that geeky boy from before, the ginger-haired boy.

"Excellent! Get up here and let's drift your minds together." Dr. Lark said.

I wasn't happy about sharing my mind with this loser, but I put myself in this situation, so I'd suck it up. I wasn't looking forward to swimming through memories about star trek or whatever.

When the hum returned to the sphere, after Dr. Lark turned the power back on, he instructed us to place one hand onto the sphere. I did so, along with geek boy. As soon as we both did, it felt like I was falling. Time ceased to matter, I was dropping into a void. I couldn't feel my body as a thousand other sensations took front stage of my mind.

What was striking immediately was how unfamiliar these feelings were. There was raw excitement like a bright sun, shining into me, through me... it defied my understanding. Suddenly memories of beating video game bosses, solving math problems, winning a quiz show, getting badges from a troop leader... everything felt like it happened to me. I was Randy. Randy? That's his name. My name. Our name.

Then I realized I could feel him. He was all around me, as I was all around him. It was like oil in water, we played across the surfaces of one another. We couldn't talk to one another, per se, but we could interpret each others feelings. I could tell he was a little wounded from my disgust with him. I felt guilty, but still couldn't help my dissatisfaction from seeping out.

We stayed like this for so long, I was wondering how it could possibly be less than a minute or so, but I knew that is what happened with my friends. So when we started to emerge from the shared mind, I was startled to hear screams and what sounded like a huge commotion all around.

I didn't even have time to take stock of my situation or look at Randy before I was knocked to the ground. It was jolting, but at least it spurred me to take notice. A fire was raging behind the stage. Dr. Lark was nowhere to be seen, the sphere had toppled over, seemingly what knocked us out of the drift.

Smoke was rolling over the top of the crowd, and everyone was dashing about in a panic. I looked for my friends, but they were gone. Randy was gone too, it seemed. I decided 'gone' was the right idea, and scrambled back to my feet and started pushing through panicked people to get to an exit I had seen before.

After several times nearly tripping over some nerd or crying geek, I was able to slip out a fire exit. Once I was outside and following a crowd to a safe distance, I reached for my phone to call Luke and Rocky. Except, when I reached down instead of the tight joggers I was certain I put on this morning, I found myself reaching into the pocket of a cheap pair of jeans. Strange... and what was weirder was the phone I pulled out was an Android, not my cracked Iphone...

Looking at the phone I was then alerted to something else. The fingers curled around the phone weren't mine. These fingers were spindly, with little freckles dotting them. The chewed nails definitely were not mine either. I opened the phone somehow, and found the camera app. I was starting to get even more freaked out than the fire had made me. Sure enough, the camera did not refute my suspicion.

Looking back in the camera was Randy. His face was my face now! Actually, it seemed I had his whole body now. I looked down the front of my torso. I could feel through the hoodie a narrow chest, with absolutely no definition except where bones peeked through.

"Randy! Thank goodness you are safe!" A stern looking woman called out. I spun, realizing that she was talking to me. "Let's go! We are doing a head count on the bus."

"But I'm not-" I started to argue back when I was bumped by someone stumbling through the crowd. The woman steadied me and then tugged, leading me to the yellow school bus. I was mortified, but everything felt like it was happening too fast.

How was I going to get out of this?

To be continued

[vkelleyart]

This has been a huge week for my book. I’m beside myself with gratitude for the praise it has received from trade publications and book websites thus far, and SO happy at the incredible response from readers as well! 😭

At times like these when the world is falling apart, it feels like a hollow act to promote my work. But when I want to crawl into a hole, I try to remind myself that my book was conceived during the first 🍊presidency, was researched and written during COVID lockdown, and will be published at a moment in American history when the book’s message of collective liberation can make a difference. It may not change the minds of those whose values align with autocrats seeking to erase diversity, equity, and inclusion, but I didn’t write it for them. I wrote it for us. To remind us what we deserve and that it’s worth fighting tooth-and-nail for.

When the Tides Held the Moon has been receiving the sort of praise I never thought I’d see my name attached to. So while promoting it is something I’m still trying to get comfortable with, I can at least share these reviews and say, “People who know about books really liked mine. And I think you’ll enjoy it, too.” 💙

“Kelley debuts with a captivating and perfectly balanced blend of history, fantasy, and good old-fashioned carnival magic . . . The setting is transporting and the romance is heartrending. It’s a triumph.” — Publishers Weekly (Starred Review)

“Kelley’s debut might draw comparisons to Guillermo del Toro’s The Shape of Water, but this powerfully queer story will stand tall in its own right on any shelf.” — Library Journal (Starred Review)

“Kelley’s debut is a delightful queer romance with fantastical and historical elements — an unputdownable page-turner.” — Booklist

“Told in both prose (Benny’s perspective) and poetry (Río’s), this novel showcases not only Kelley’s gorgeous writing, which seamlessly blends Spanish and English. It also highlights her talent as an artist — her own illustrations pepper the book, capturing poignant scenes of danger, community, and love.” — Den of Geek

If you haven’t preordered the book yet, the campaign is still on! Click here to preorder from any of the four participating indie bookstores which will get you a free 6x9 print of Benny and Río, a “Love Rises” sticker, and either a signed and personalized copy of the book (available at Loyalty Books and The Ripped Bodice) or a signed Menagerie ticket bookplate (available through Meet Cute Bookshop and Blue Willow Bookshop)!

Full reviews are under the cut!

[felassan]

According to Temple of Geek, here is some further information on the DA:TV "Dragon Age: Meet the Heroic Companions of Thedas" panel (the voiceover panel) that is happening at SDCC on Friday 26th July:

"Panel Highlights: - Voice Actors & Developers: The panel will feature voice actors behind companions Lucanis, Harding, Emmrich, and Neve, along with BioWare’s John Epler (Creative Director) and Ashley Barlow (Creative Performance Director). - Companion Insights: Attendees will gain exclusive insights into the motivations and inspirations behind each unique companion. - Gameplay Reveal: A first look at companion gameplay will showcase how relationships and bonds unfold through BioWare’s renowned conversation system. - Moderated by: GameSpot host and producer Lucy James will moderate the discussion. - Giveaway: Attendees will receive a ticket to claim a Dragon Age: The Veilguard poster (while supplies last)."

(emphasis mine)

It also noted this about the Fandom party:

"Additionally, The Fandom Party, presented by Electronic Arts (EA), is a must-attend event during convention week in San Diego. This year, attendees will enjoy curated and immersive experiences, including: - A Dragon Age-themed scavenger hunt leading to a custom photo booth, to learn more about BioWare and EA’s upcoming single-player fantasy RPG experience Dragon Age: The Veilguard. - Custom collectible event lanyards and high-tech pins from Pinfinity. Providing an exclusive augmented reality experience to celebrate Dragon Age and Fandom’s 20th birthday."

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