#i saved the game. closed it and opened it. and... it didnt save. for whatever reason. | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

basu-shokikita · 4 months ago

Note

Can you do 41 if you'd be so inclined? 🤲🥺 I beg for your masterful crumbs of skwistok

One Post-AOTD Skwistok coming right up!

From this ask game

41. (Kiss) because the world is saved

Long after Nathan thanked the crowd of fans that came to their rescue when they most needed them, long after they celebrated having survived the end of the world..

Toki gazed at the blurry line in the horizon, the little dots moving further away from his line of sight. Saving the world was no ordinary task and, after celebrating their survival, the crowd of fans scattered away. Most likely to look for their loved ones or find whatever was left of their homes.

Meanwhile, Dethklok took over different spots of their destroyed ship for contemplation. It made sense, that after such a big event that almost cost them their lives, they would want some time alone to process.

That wasn't really Toki's case, though. It's not that he didn't care about what happened, he did. And he did a lot. It's just that the euphoria of being alive clouded everything else.

Maybe the grief would settle on later.

While wandering around the ship, Toki found Skwisgaar sitting on a big piece of bolder. Amazingly, Skwisgaar had retrieved his guitar and was mindlessly fretting. He was right in the middle of the stage they had played the Song of Salvation at. It almost looked poetical.

Smiling, Toki walked up to him. "Whats you playings?" He asked, sitting right next to him.

Skwisgaar blinked hazily, as if awoken from a long dream. "I don't knows. Whatevers on my mind, I guess."

Toki hummed. "Hows you feelings?"

"Whats? Ams you a docktors now?" Skwisgaar snorted. "Ams fines. Yous?"

"Mm..." Toki watched the sky. By now it was clear and dazzlingly blue, the sun slowly crawling its way up. "Ams happies."

"You ams?" Skwisgaar raised an eyebrow.

"Yous not?" Toki asked back.

Skwisgaar shrugged, returning to this guitar. Expression his emotions had never been forte, something that had brought Toki much grief over the course of his relationship.

Today, it was endearing.

"Hey, Skwisgaar?"

"Whats?"

"Woulds you lets me tries somethings?"

Skwisgaar raised his gaze, skeptical. "Whats dats supposeds to means?"

Toki dragged himself closer. "Can you lets me tries?"

Skwisgaar's brows furrowed and deep blue eyes studied Toki's face with severity. When he didn't find an answer, his gaze seemed to soften and his guard lowered too.

Encouraged, Toki tentatively cupped the side of his face. Skwisgaar didn't pull away, didn't tell him off, only drew in a shaky breath, eyes widening at the touch. It was reminiscent of his reaction when he realized Toki was carrying him, like he didn't know how this came to be.

Toki chuckled fondly. Did he seriously not know?

"Whats ams so funny?" Skwisgaar wanted to sound accusatory, yet came out very unsure instead.

"That..." Toki couldn't stop smiling. "I always wanteds to do this. I just didnts know until todays."

He could tell, from Skwisgaar's face, that there was still the thinnest layer of denial in his eyes. That he could figure out what Toki meant but chose not to. That there was still a gap between realization and assumption.

And he was more than ready to close it. "This." He whispered against Skwisgaar's mouth, his vision darkening.

Toki pressed their lips together and the weight of his actions dawned on him like cold water. Skwisgaar wasn't moving, wasn't reacting, and he wondered if maybe he had gotten it wrong. The tremor inside his chest was crystal clear, but what about Skwisgaar?

Hesitantly, Toki pulled away and slowly opened his eyes to check on Skwisgaar. He didn't know what to think when he found Skwisgaar staring back at him with a half-lidded gaze. It was undecipherable, the expression he had on his face.

Then again, when had Toki been able to decipher him?

Skwisgaar clicked his tongue in frustration before mashing his mouth against Toki's.

It was like the Dethlights all over again, tenfold stronger. Memories of their relationship flooded his mind, from the joyful early days of joining Dethklok up to the progressive distance between them in later times. His heart swelled with each of them, some of them forgotten until now, but all of them precious. All of them meaningful now.

It was like every piece of his life had fallen into place. The puzzle finally complete.

When they broke it off, Toki could feel the electricity coursing through them, like when they first played together. They just gazed at each other in silence for a while, taking it all in, until Skwisgaar started chuckling.

"W-Whats so funnies?" Toki squeaked.

Skwisgaar shook his head, still chuckling. "Just when I t'inks the days cants gets craziers."

Toki wanted to snap a comeback but his brain seemed to be on standby, his eyes fixated on Skwisgaar's lips. "Yeah?"

Skwisgaar turned to him and, despite the exhaustion, it was like life had breathed onto him anew. He was glowing. "Anyt'inks else to surprise me wif?"

Hypnotized, Toki placed a hand on the side of Skwisgaar's neck. "I...can..." He mumbled, like a moth drawn to lamplight.

He only barely saw Skwisgaar moving the guitar away from his lap, though he did feel the soft lips brush against his. But, just to be sure, he wrapped an arm around Skwisgaar's waist to bring him closer. In turn, Skwisgaar surrounded Toki's neck into an intimate hug while they kissed.

And like that, in the aftermath of the almost-end-of-the-world, Toki and Skwisgaar finally recognized their love for each other.

#metalocalypse #toki wartooth #skwisgaar skwigelf #skwistok #my writing #ask meme #army of the doomstar #takes place right after

45 notes · View notes

medtech-mara · 1 month ago

Text

Origins of Medtech-Mara

I was tagged by @clockworkvenus to discuss the origins of my username, thank you so much for thinking of me.

I wont be tagging anyone bc I am really late to the game as always.

I honestly havent done a tag in so long, but I'm watching a BS race at Monaco, so why not.

At first I was saying that its pretty boring because it was meant to be a placeholder, and if we want to just take it as that that's the tl;dr

however if you want to know the REAL reasons as to why and how, we got LORE.

I'd only been taking VP for about 2-3 months, i wasn't in the community and i hadn't touched tumblr since 2016 or so? I had posted in a few cyberpunk discords, but I was just not really that deep in. I was LOST into my campaign.

So I had UPPED my VP game one day and I thought: "Holy shit, this photo is TOO fire to not show off to the world..." I heard that the cyberpunk community was decent on tumblr so i thought why not.

So when I named the blog; I was thinking maybe name it after our project— only we hadn’t full decided where our story would end up taking place. Chicago was always up in the air but we thought we’d come up with something else instead? So I wanted to make a statement that said: I’m a ttrpger first, cyberpunk 2077 is just a means of visualizing things for my ass who has Aphantasia. And well Mara is a medtech after all? Unique class to the ttrpg I made her from, Cyberpunk RED.

So I didnt think that I would even get a single like on it, but i planned to rb when my blog got a bit bigger. Well.. I was wrong, cause it got picked up by a bigger blog first like and rb right after i posted it? and I went from 0 followers to like 40 or so followers only a couple hours after I posted?

(Click 'Keep reading' for the lore)

In Legends of Night City, its 2065 (at least this was when it was based in night city, things are different in my lore now). City Center clean up hasn't started yet, Arasaka had just been let back into the city, and the first thing they want? Whatever is luring in the bowels of Biotechnica's abandoned HQ. Over the years nature has started to take over, but... somehow... different? These plants are thirsty for more than water.

NIGHT RAID, the newest and biggest Merc group has hit the underground. Whispers about some of the sickest gigs they've pulled off; Fixers are poaching in looking for the group to handle their more delicate cases. Mara's struggling to hide her overwhelmingly large pile of dirty laundry from those closest to her, and soon that closest door is busted open.

At the end of a devastating gig, she's confronted with the consequences of all her lies. Her business partner, best friend, childhood love... laid before her; half-man and half cybernetic, Jack was no longer the man he used to be. No where left hide, shes forced to confess everything.

At first it was trying to make ends meet for the clinic to stay open, and by her 4th gig, she was in too deep. Even if she wanted to stop, she'd always be living on borrowed time; In the basement of some corpo's new pad in north oak was a black box, one that she'd seen her first gig, or at least one like it. Inside that box was a rouge A.I that shut down the entire house into lockdown, and installing a killswitch on to 3 of the members.. herself included. A little assurance, the A.I meant no harm to them, however, he couldn't let them call Netwatch the second he tried to escape.. So as long as he remains alive, so do they. Before anyone could really process what was happening, the A.I blasted through the net frying everything in its wake.

Corps and fixers alike who've learned of their situation only wish to profit from their desperation, dangling a fix that they don't have, easy pons to dispose of if things go south. Her only saving grace? Is that Jayce Adams, Jack's faternal twin, her almost adopted brother helps seek a cure. If he does... She's to agree to join Max-Tac, who'd been keeping a close eye on her for a long while.

Jack's whole life flashed before his eyes.. Everything he wanted, everything he sacrificed and bled for, gone. He'd lost her for good this time. What little humanity was left in him was gone now.

The whole hospital went into lockdown and no amount of pleading could bring Jack back from his psychosis. Not even the words that was at the tip of Mara's tongue, ones both longed to say to each other since they were teens: I love you. Max tac flooded the room surrounding the two, Jack grabbing the knife she'd brought for their dinner, he made his attack.

Covered in her best friend's blood, Mara was detained and held in solitude. A shock collar around her neck prevents her from speaking or crying too loudly until her Psych-E went down, she was in too much of a risk of going cyberpsycho. (Aka... I had to do a double dice roll for her humanity loss and she only had 1 humanity point left. 😬. I would have lost her like... forever if I had lost 32 instead of 31 points) So why am i yappin about this you ask? Well because of that happening, I was like full send on Mara burning down the city and throwing her whole life she just started down the drain. Because it was almost the case for her. She nearly threw away her new marriage (to the man the myth the legend J I H Z Z Y) before the ink of the certificate had a chance to dry, just to keep Jack on this side of sanity. But.. She couldn't say those words, even when she truly felt them. So sad right? Well the black rider photo was kinda me grieving the first death of an OC. it hit extra hard... I love Jack soooo much, he's such a hot mess.

this is them from a different AU and before my NPV Mara got her correct hair. arent they so cute????? their ship is Water on Mars.

I'm not sorry i overshared and overyapped because it's been like a year since I've done it. so. enjoy????

#tag games #thank you for thinking of me #lonc #legends of New Chicago

11 notes · View notes

vteap · 4 months ago

Text

Obey me characters minus Luke Gender/Sexuality Headcanons

These are just my headcanons i know technically theyre all pan but... Come on lets have some fun with this (mainly my opinion, i do have an open mind and love all headcanons :3)

Luke is not included because hes a baby, yes typically people start think about it around 10 (which is what i like to think he is in human years) but i still dont wanna have to include it (power to you if you do but i wont :3) but he is an ally and does want to know so he doesn't offend or misgender

Lucifer - Pansexual (Male leaning)

Ive always Imagined Lucifer to be more male leaning when it comes to preferences. For a multitude of reasons but at first to spite his father, then later on him finding hes a lot more comfortable with other guys. He will date a girl he would just prefer not to.

Mammon - Bisexual (no preference)/Bigender (He/she)

Hes greed, of course he has no preferences he takes what he can get. He doesnt care what youre packing. Give him love and attention and he is all over you no matter the gender.

The bigender thing was because of a fic i read and im now obsessed with the idea so

Levi - Bisexual (No preference)/Demiboy (He/they)

I think that he decided to fuck with people in the celestial realm by going by they/them and it just stuck. He then had a gender crisis in Devildom (poor Lucifer having to listen to two of his brothers having a gender crisis). So Lucifer had Barbatos help them find their identity. Levi realized that Demiboy fit him the most. (We thank Barbatos in unison because he saved Lucifers mental health)

For sexuality similar to Mammon, he doesn't care. Do you like anime? Will you give him love and attention? Youre perfect.

Satan - Pansexual (Male leaning)

Like father, like son. Nothing else to note i literally thought it would be funny if it was the same as Lucifer didnt put much other thought into it.

Asmo - Pansexual (No preference)/Genderfluid (He/she/they)

Do i need to explain with his sexuality?

Now for Genderfluid. I imagine that he didnt like his angel name, for him it was way to masculine and he hated it. He didnt know why but he just did. So when his name got changed to Asmodeus because it sounded more neutral, but because of that he had a gender crisis. He was more bothersome then Levi was (who just needed a push in the right direction). I imagine that he doesnt like to be confined into one box, but he does prefer to be called girlfriend, Princess, and wife then the male/nonbinary equivalent.

Beel - Pansexual (No preference)/Ace spec (Demisexual)

If you can make him food he doesnt give less of a shit just make him food.

For the Ace spectrum I imagined him to be under that umbrella in some way. And in the game he did seem interested once he got really close to MC so it made the most sense to me

Belphie - Pansexual (No preference)/Aroace spec (Demiromantic/sexual)

Similar to Beel on the Aroace part. Took more inspo from how he acts about MC in the game

Diavolo - Bisexual (no preference)

As ive said in the gay awakening headcanon. Hes not held to the standard of having one or the other. He will date whatever he doesn't care

Barbados - Gay/Aroace spec (Greyromantic/sexual)/Trans F→M (He/him)

ok this one needs some explaining so it may be a little long. So Barbatos is seen to not show tooo much emotion so hence the Greyromantic/sexual because he does feel it he just just not a lot. (He gets confused if he thinks to hard about it)

Now for him being Trans. Its really just a personal thing that ive headcanoned that hes old af so before he transitioned he tried the whole be a man thing and enjoyed it a lot more then he thought he would. It bothered him for thousands of years then decided fuck it and transitioned. And he was a lot happier ever since. (He transitioned thousands of years before he met Diavolo)

Now him being gay... I didn't put to much thought into that I kinda just thought it would fit well for him

Simeon - Unlabled

Simeon to me feels like he wouldnt enjoy labels, to restricting. So he just says he doesnt like to label himself but power to you if you do. Its just not his thing

Solomon - Bisexual (Slightly male leaning but mainly no preference)

Didnt put way to much thought into this, hes basically imortal so why limit himself to one gender, but he does prefer men

Mephistopheles - Pansexual (no preference)/Nonbinary(They/he)

Similar to Diavolo with the sexuality, and they have actually dated people of all genders. (Some of them were absolutely horrendous but thats a story fot another time)

Now for the nonbinary, they never enjoyed being referd to with he/him pronouns (they still use them because they do present as masculine so they dont care about random people calling them he but people close to them know that they prefere They/them)

(Guys i love Mephistopheles sm please stop the Mephistopheles slander </3)

Raphael - Androsexual/Genderfluid (He/they/she)

time for Mephisraph propaganda.

As ive said in the gay awakening headcanons. He was straight in denial then he met Mephistopheles. Boom gay awakening, found out that they prefered they them pronouns, did research, Boom Androsexual (look he really wanted Mephistopheles can you blame a guy desperately trying to make his partner comfortable, even though Mephistopheles didnt care but dont tell him that)

So after he found out that he had a more preference to masculine people. He started to question his gender after hearing Mephistopheles and Asmo talk about it. He asked Asmo about it then proceeded to have a major small gender crisis to his partner. Mephistopheles did their best to help their boyfriend through it and did eventually help him the best they could but it came with lots of praying and very late research nights

Thirteen - Bisexual (Female Leaning)/Bigender (She/him)

I mean... Her hair... Come on? Me and my friend had to. With bigender my friend boo came up with that so you'll have to ask him but i still love it

Note - Sorry this is super long. But again these are my headcanons i use. I do like seeing other peoples headcanons and i love seeing what people think so :3

#obey me #obey me headcanons #sexuality headcanons #gender headcanons #obey me brothers #obey me dateables #obey me side characters

13 notes · View notes

understandableparadox · 1 year ago

Text

Bottom of the barrel isekai: b-rank adventurer with an evil look becomes a daddy to the protagonist and his childhood friend.

Well if i'm reading it, that's a goddamn lie, hello! Pull up a chair, drink my tea, piss on my wife, you have the most control in this world because you are the specialist lil fella that can do not a lick of wrong! It's time for another bottom of the barrel isekai review! Today, you can read the title above, go fuck yourself if you think im going write it out every single god damn time.

Come out boys, girls and some other thing, frogs? Is that what the enbys like these days? Frogs? Anyways let's do the song and dance!

Our titular main character is a dude from japan, they wasted their live away being a disgusting fucking neet and playing video games all the live long day, being a whale in pirates 101 and domeing me from across the map as widow maker on royal!

Anyways he fucking Dies and gets reincarnated in the game he and his singular friend dearly loved known as bright fantasy, now as we can see in the picture above, perhaps he reincarnated as some sorta giga god, perhaps his party abandoned him because they didnt understand the monumental boon a tax accountant has in another world… perhaps he was summoned by the king to Fuck his wife for him!

Wait a second… is that a sharp detour…? FU-

Anyways gray is reborn as a Thug Npc, or someone with a dark background, his looks mean, he has a average appearance and some fucking sick shoulder gaurds. He is a moody lil nobody, which is why it's such an insane hook to see it open with two children begging to be adopted by him in the opening

Now before you get too scared that we are running into uncharted territories since we haven't had anyone betray anyone and the MC has not turned god inside out, we get to dive back into the cool cocoons of familiar fantasy tropes with the adventuring ranking system. I'm not going to bother to explain it, if you got a letter grade in school then you know what it means. Get close to the A and that means you are the Big Boy adventurer who does the Big Boy quests.

Now i do appreciate the authors restraint and only making him the Second Biggest boy and attempting to make him Not A Twink

We almost have a guy who is on a bulk and not a cut, sigh, one day.

Anyways we pull back ground tall dark and who cares to learn that these two are matchstick kids. Dead broke kids who are attempting to sell flowers they have picked to the people on the street. They were attacked by nobody you are going to remember and get healed by gray. They then decide to beg him to save their ailing parents because I guess wonka isn't around to give golden tickets to get them out of bed or whatever.

They tell them their names, one of them has the super special name of the Super Main Character. What a coinkyDink. Gray knows that if he is to be a villain (???) then his job is to avoid it. Luckily he went to the Katarina claes school of villainy and decided that ethical action is actually more important than meta narrative logic.

Cut to Tiny tims lakeside property and we see the rest of the family living the fucking dream!

I'm so sorry, i have this mental tick where i accidently say “dream” instead of “nightmare”.

Also Stella is a vampire, why? Fuck you thats why.

They explain that they have been getting by by the skin of their teeth through a combination of the street urchin grind set of selling flowers and getting church donations. Gray beats up some assumed child abductors outside and gives a somewhat creepy smile.

Next chapter is about Gray stealing an orcs' balls to create a high end potion (viagra) to nobles so he can get enough money to buy something called a “home”? I'm not sure what that is exactly, i'm not sure what the translator was talking about, i've certainly never heard of someone “buying” or owning one for certain.

I don't actually have much to say about this guy, this is the guy who makes the ball potion for gray, I just like him, he has a funny face, I like looking at it. He looks like someone I would trade yugioh cards with while he tells me about his super cool oc and I would listen because he is a fun dude.

But yeah, the manga is mostly about this guy being a slightly more psychotic late stage kratos, being a dad, trying to raise a bunch of random kids he found, trying to give the main character a taste of normalcy before the plot kicks and and shit goes sideways, oh and sometimes he brutally kills people.

His main goal is to have a family and that's about that.

So let's start getting into things.

The title has no interest in creating an expansive world that is original, everything of it is meat burrowed and stitched into its own narrative to support its own plot line and to explain why this happens and why that is occurring at this point. Now I do not believe that this is inherently a bad thing. In fact it's fine. Not every single manga needs to be the next genre defining piece of media. In fact we need things that are average, we need things that build the genre or else we can never have exceptions to the rule. The magic system, the team system, the classes, the guilds, the plot, it's all what you would expect from something with final fantasy inspirations. Semi (not really) complicated fighting systems that only make sense to pad out the loving tedium of a game. “Complete this many quests of this level to rank up.” “collect this many monster parts to complete the quest” and so on and so fourth ad infitum until god has to pop out and ask what the fuck is going on.

The art is great in places. Most of it is very bog standard, you aren't going to get that much out of it if you are expecting groundbreaking designs that really make you scratch your chin in wonder at how they made something like that up. But it's very clearly competent and knows how to give each of its characters that needed cover before you read the book. People that need to look like unlikeable thugs look like unlikeable thugs, children that need to look sweet and innocent look sweet and innocent. The artist is really good at goofy expressions but they are a bit few and far between to really satisfy my desire for evil fucked up faces, oh kekegurui… if i didnt hate your plot so much i would be so much more obsessed with you…

The tropes I've already gone over. It uses every single trope but more so in the way someone would do if they were playing a new game plus. You don't want to do the rigamarole of the heroes rise so you make them overpowered and whatever so they can get to the stuff that you have deemed important, that being fatherhood simulator and housing market simulator. The world is secondary to the plot the author wants so they grab the tropes they want to ensure they can focus on that part of the story with impunity while hand waving some other things and give ol daddy gray his badass moments to make the editors happy that this is infact enough of a power fantasy. You know, to keep those freaks that actually buy the manga happy.

As for kink stuff, none that I can see. The author only seems to want women to fawn on the main character so they can complete the golden vision of the dead emperor abe of the nuclear family, perhaps hoping to tempt his blessing from beyond the grave…

This was a little bit of a boreing read. I cant entirely recommend it, but if you want to see some edgy boredline twunk be a dad to a bunch of random kids he adopted then yeah, go for it lmao.

#manga #manga review #bottom of the barral #isekai

8 notes · View notes

chiimeramanticore · 8 months ago

Note

any thoughts/headcanons/ideas/takes you feel compelled to share on a whim? about anything in particular?

this is an older ask thats been sitting in my inbox but i wanna use it as my opportunity to talk about benny while im still fnvposting bc BOY do i have thoughts about benny and BOY do i have a story for you guys

so as i briefly mentioned before, i had decided to do the yes man route before i even played the game bc i just wanted to play for him at first lol. i didnt know how closely tied yes man was to benny before meeting him- my main 2 goals were "get that bastard who shot me" and "find my robot boyfriend" lmao

when i got to the strip and confronted benny, he convinced me to go up to the presidential suite and told me he'd meet me there- ofc this was a trap, but with a good speech check (like i said, a good speech check makes for some of my favorite moments in the game) i managed to convince him to let me go . i dont even remember what i said (i think it was something like "if you let me go i won't follow you") but i remember he was like ".....i cant believe im actually letting you live" and in that moment i was like Ohh im in this fuckers head now

since then ive been imagining this semi-homoerotic rivalry between us, a la tom and jerry or cooper and propeller knight lmao. he skipped town immediately made a run for the fort (obviously. him letting me live didnt mean he was done trying to take over vegas) and i ran after him bc. well i needed that chip too lmao . when i got to the fort i found him captured by the legion, and i finally had the opportunity to talk to him at length.

after learning his backstory and motivations, i realized, i dont actually hate benny nearly as much as i thought i did? like he's an asshole for sure, and he will always be the guy who shot me in the head lol but like, he wasnt like... evil yknow. i realized i saw a lot of myself in him- he's just one guy who took a look at the world and realized he didnt like any of it, and wanted to change it... but he's also only one guy. it felt like we started out in the same position, and he lost his way at some point. he kinda epitomized my own (in-character) fear that whatever i did with new vegas after taking over wouldn't be the right decisions to make. and god i felt bad for him

so i tried to let him go. twice lol . i went out of my way to find a stealth boy for him like he asked, but he was a stupid asshole and activated it immediately when i gave it to him and then we both died dfkghk so i did the bunker mission and went back to caesar and he was like "ok you can choose how benny dies" and i asked if he could be let go and he was like "haha youre funny. choose something or we're crucifying him" and i was like Okay Okay Sorry

if im being completely honest i felt bad for benny like this. i'd usurped his plans embarrassingly easily, and now he's tied up and on death row because of it. we'd had our exchanges in who had the upper hand, but i didnt wanna just kill him like this, it didn't feel fair. so i told him to fight me in the arena, and he was like. amused by the idea? and we got our stupid machetes from the legion and fought and it was clumsy and messy bc im not good with melee and he's just an npc but there was something kinda perfect and human about it

and then i got the final blow on him. and my game froze. it froze so bad i had to force shut down my pc . the next day i turned it on and guess whose copy of fnv was completely busted! like loading any save or starting a new game would immediately crash the game kind of busted. and then i went to open yes man and SOMEHOW his data was entirely wiped . and i was CRUSHED because that's!!! that's the reason i started playing fnv to begin with!! i put a month of play time into him!! i'd maxed out my relationship with him!! i didnt know if i could even get that progress back!! but i had to go to work and i couldnt stick around to find out!

so i spent ALL day on friday anxious and sad and worried i wouldnt be able to fix things. it took me all weekend but i did eventually get everything fixed (extra special thank u to yes man's dev for helping me w him). but i swear to god i was convinced this was all somehow benny's doing. the game had frozen on a frame of benny mid-machete chest stab, and it was the last thing i saw before all of this happened. after our extended cat and mouse game, after all this back and forth, it felt like he was fucking me over one last time from beyond the grave and beyond even the limitations of the game. i took his life, he took my yes man. like seriously yes man was literally the only other program that was affected by the crash, it FELT targeted lmao

when i got the game working again, i had to replay the sequence where i killed benny and it didnt crash when i killed him this time. actually seeing him fall to the ground dead was oddly both cathartic and painful. i took his belongings (which felt kinda disrespectful but im sure he'd have wanted me to lol) and i left the fort wearing his suit. i gave yes man his gun (maria, which i love that he named, the loser)

i dont think benny was Right (though i dont think anyone in this game is meant to be entirely Right lol) but i also think he had the right idea going in. he's equal parts inspiring and a cautionary tale and i hate him just as much as i love him. he might be my favorite character in this game. i'll miss you, you asshole

#asks #fnv #im extremely normal about benny dont worry about it (<- has been imagining our toxic yaoi for days now)#i also noticed that the game never rly tells you what benny planned to do w the strip if he ever actually took it over #and on a developer level im sure thats just so the choice feels entirely up to you once youre in that position #but i also like to think that he never actually decided #partly bc he was too focused on trying to get into the lucky 38 to begin with #and partly bc maybe he was paralyzed by the choice too #he's such a human character dude its not fair. hes so awful and i love him and i hate him and i have to turn him into a paste

2 notes · View notes

reinekes-fox · 2 years ago

Note

Aw, it's 3am here too and I'm awake too, but I rarely go to bed before 4am so that's normal!

But since you want a question, let's ask one that is related to sleep (or lack of it)... For the Stray ROs in Birds of a Rose, what would their reaction be if the MC has horrible nightmares (like if they whine and cry when sleeping - sometimes wake up screaming)? Especially if judging by the mumbles while sleeping, it seems their nightmares revolve around feeling trapped and wanting freedom and to get away and stuff?

PS: also, will it actually be an option in game, later down the line?

I do hope you dont need to get up early!

For your question: it will happen, although not as drastic! So far I plan to code that in if Wing MC is "contradicting" i.e. being doubtful of the cult but also choosing to go after higher ranks!

The reactions:

Fuchsia King

She awakens before you even begin to mumble, your heartbeat getting faster and her eyes snap open when she registers it. Taking a few seconds to look around, orient herself, she hesitates a few seconds more. Only when she hears you mutter something, oh how she now regrets not going to that language course, does she move. Her hand gently on your shoulder she notices you flinchig from her touch even in sleep and her heart drops.

"Its fine.", she whispers, "You are fine.", her mind scrambles, just what kind of nightmare could you be having, what could she say to soothe your nightly terror, "You are safe, no one will hurt you. I will protect you." Would she? She looks at you. Yes.

Chase Watson

He lies awake even before you start to mumble, twist and turn in your sleep. He stares, trapped in old ways and beliefs that are always stronger at night. While he doesnt understand your muttering what he does understand is you waking up screaming, hands going to your neck... what else yould one look for at such a place but chains? Chains that hold ones mind and that still hold his even though he thought he had broken his a long time ago... he turns around and blinks away the tears that burn in his eyes.

In a different life he can imagine himself standing up to comfort you, crack a stupid joke, pat your shoulder and watch as you slowly calm down. But all he can do is listening to your breath slowly going back to normal on your own.

Droznik Juschka

He feels your nightmare and it comes like second nature to him to be by your side, calmly chatting about whatever comes to his mind, a hand reassuringly on your shoulder. He knows what your mutterings mean and he wishes he could give you what you are so desperatly wishing for. Once you wake up he pulls you close to him, hugging you hard enough that you feel it but not strong enough that you feel trapped.

"Do you want to go outside and look at the stars?" he whispers while stroking your back.

Astoria Rapace

She looks up from her book when you start to whimper in your sleep. Trying to concentrate on it instead of you she stops when she pays attention to what you are saying...

With a sigh she drags the chair to your side, her cold hand looking for yours and gently holding it.

"Just wait a little longer, my Bird.", she bends down to whisper into your ear, she can see your hair move with her breath, "I will grant you what you wish."

E. Falkenflug

They wake up groggily when they hear your scream, eyes scanning the room for any sign of danger... but there is none, just a fellow Songbird sitting upright in bed, chest rising and falling too quickly, hands clenched together and eyes wide in terror.

They are silent for a few seconds. Normally they would just try and go back to sleep, saving both of your faces in the process. Pretending they didnt hear your fragile mind... but they know how it is to wake up screaming. And how hard it can be to fall back asleep.

"Do you want to sleep next to each other?" It helped them. And it might help you.

Marter

Why are you still awake? They look at the screen in worry.

Marter: are you fine?

Wing: Yes.

Nearly they snort, as if!

Marter: you are sometimes awake at this unsaintly hour... do you have trouble sleeping?

The answer takes longer and they can almost picture you, trying to think about a correct answer. How they wish they could embrace you through the screen and tell you that you shouldnt worry! Not with them.

Marter: I saw your pictures, they are really nice!!

Wing: thanks

The pictures are beautiful, that hadnt been a lie. But the pictures of flying birds and their caption spoke of such a deep sadness... but they cant openly write about that. Surely you would deflect.

Marter: I also have trouble sleeping :) so you can write to me whenever you want!

A little white lie... but maybe this will get you to be more open about it.

Marter: or need someone to talk to! I always have an open ear, especially for my most beloved wing

#konoi-and-noir #ask #boar ro reaction

13 notes · View notes

thegeminisage · 1 year ago

Text

ok ok ok it's star trek update time. last time we watched tng's "liaisons" and ds9's "the circle."

liaisons (tng):

the summary of this one put me off soooo bad but i actually give it an enthusiastic pass because i loved the b plot but conned myself into also liking the a plot. allow me to explain

the b plot of this is of course the fantastic riker e worf e deanna showing the ambassadors a good time on the enterprise. this arc satisfied me from start to finish because it started with riker telling worf he looked good in a dress and finished with worf beating that annoying guy's face in, and in the middle there was also a poker game and whatever the FUCJ was happening in their little meeting room which was extremely fun and flirty

i have not forgotten btw that worf e deanna is supposed to happen in s7. im so sorry the actors hated it but rn it is Fueling me. bring it on.

the a plot is more complicated and the summary of this plot is what initially put me off

like, of Course it's picard and a woman. again.

here's what i didn't know: one, this woman was batshit insane and not to be trusted, and 2, she wasn't real but a fake roleplay character made by this alien. who is a man

THAT MEANS. NOT ONLY DID PICARD FINALLY GET HIS OWN CLOSE ENOUNTER

BUT IT WAS WITH A MAN

picard has canonically kissed a man. or um been kissed by one i guess

and all of that would have been just borderline and barely ekeing out with a pass EXCEPT

i had the thought near the end of this episode: q would be absolutely SICK

as we know. the funniest thing about q and indeed perhaps his only redeeming factor. is how bad he wants to fuck sir patrick stewart. which gets ONLY FUNNIER the more that sir patrick stewart is like, i would fuck literally anyone else in the galaxy first

and now here picard is, having liplocked with another guy, and he STILL hasn't fucked q. i spent so long giggling about this that i simply must give the episode a passing grade

also, i would like to note i figured out they were the same person before the episode told us. i am JUST that good

the circle (ds9):

KIRA MY BELOVED.....................................

absolutely tickled to pieces with the ensemble scene at the opening. first we had this nice little prolonged kira and odo moment 😍 which was so wonderful because of their like general dynamic and history being hinted at and then EVERY SINGLE MEMBER OF THE CAST SAVE SISKO got their sitcom intro. it was the most beautiful thing i've ever seen. they were like, you simply cannot be dismissing major kira unfairly. so true. once again it is so cathartic to see them rallying around her whether they're federation or not. literally treating her really niceys

AND SISKO! his little scene with her in the garden down on the planet...wah. he's literally constantly trying to get her back. his support even when she's no longer technically working for him...EVERYBODY treats her really niceys

um except that vedek guy...idk whether he's on the level or not and i DID NOT like whatever sexy stuff was going on in that orb vision. putting aside the hilarious reality of orbs in general for a second are the prophets saying she has to fuck that guy? not my beautiful queen.

um and also except the circle. i didnt actually see the plot twist coming this time about that minister guy being in on it which is very fun. also i'm sooo glad they staged a speedy rescue

ODO THE RAT! i love when he turns into stuff

also odo blackmailing quark into being his deputy lol i LOOOOVE what they have it's SO funny

anyway i hope vedek winn chokes on her oatmeal when she finds out the cardassians are funding her little r*n d*santis campaigns. i thought that was a fun plot twist if not very surprising ultimately like of COURSE they are. it's crazy how relevant some of this still is

and on a final note, i like that sisko has chosen to Rules Lawyer his way into disobeying the prime directive because it is the right thing to do here. GOOD FOR HIM!

tonight: tng's "interface" and ds9's "the siege," finally concluding this little three-parter.

#personal #star trek blogging #tng lb #ds9 lb

5 notes · View notes

finitevoid · 5 months ago

Note

Silver:

-from the future

-is loosely angelic in appearance and can fly. Comes from hell

-Fights with the christian powers of telekinesis. Cute! Oh wait considering next point theyre actually his muslim powers

-silver has some islamic references tied to him

-learns throughout 06 that he should save his world in the state its in and seals iblis in the future rather than continue screwing with the past. Present pilled. External change

-extroverted :). Extremely honest and open. comically incapable of deceit. Cries in 06

Shadow:

- from the past

-demonic in appearance. Comes from beyond earth in the cosmos

-Close combat

-shadow seems to have a lot of biblical allegories around him that go both ways

-He fucking hates his past post ShTH. He let that shit go hes a new hedgehog. Present pilled. Internal change

-introvert >:(. Unwilling/seemingly unable to express himself. He would never cry… (he did in shadow gens)

shadow in 06 was a healed veteran who had gone through sa2, heroes, and ShTH battling himself. this was silvers first adventure. hes volatile and clearly has a bit to unpack but not yet its iblis time. shadows also older (physically. We all know hes 50+ years old technically) than silver. they seemed to be setting something up between the two of them. I know shadow kicks silver in that one cutscene (autism convention) but i got the vibe hes rather impressed with silver following the chaos control and sees something of himself within silver. And in somewhat unshadow (shadow??? Initiating social interaction,?) like fashion actually INVITES silver to come with him to the past. he doesnt verbalize these things because hes shadow but i know he secretly really likes silver *pets shadow* (not in a ship way.). Silver on the other hand isnt thinking about shadow like that hes going through constant sensory and information overload and tends to get autistically single tracked about his goals. I HAVE TO KILL IFRIT NOW. GET OUT OF MY WAY *mugs tails* <- will flip his shit if literally anything gets in his way. A lot of responsibility for an autistic hedgehog! Shadow meanwhile is like not fully present ever so yeah hes thinking a bit

Too bad 06 bombed so bad they didnt want to touch silver let alone have silver interact with the segas pet shadow. I mean modern canon fucks with everything of course. Silver cant catch a break post 06 and is still going back to the past while shadows still crying about maria so whatever. People say shadow shouldve stayed dead after sa2 and irs like sure but i like what they did with him after. Silvers in that exact situation except not given a center role in like 3 mainline games after to develop so we get dubiously canon uwuver instead

Anways… how can we make this sora and venitas?

0 notes

lilac-set · 1 year ago

Text

@shenny100 im so sorry, you sent us an ask for an ask game like a month and a half ago, i didnt notice it in the “activity” thing apparently, and only today i was digging through tumblr settings, noticed that an inbox actually exists, and saw your ask. Started answering it, closed it for some reason, and the draft didnt save and now it isnt in our inbox anymore, i dont know what happened

Thanks for the ask!

🍄 how’d you get your system name?

We have a bunch of them honestly, most of which arent public on tumblr, but we’ll talk about them anyway :3 mostly because lilac has the least interesting story, which is simply that we all like lilacs. We do like them a lot though, like a lot a lot, almost to the extent of worshipping them, but not quite (/serious). Its also convenient that lilacs have four petals, and we’re a system of four, so theres that. The “set” aspect comes from the fact that we’re a set of quadruplets. Our discord name is also a flower, im not gonna post it publicly but youre welcome to ask, we chose that flower for the gender vibes. And then our actual irl collective name, not public either, came to be in an interesting way, before we knew we were plural. We chose it in high school, we were changing our first name for gender reasons, and 🪨 made a list of names he liked. The next day i (🔥) found the list, took off the ones i didnt like, and added some others I thought were worth considering. The next day/later the same day (no idea) he looked at the note again and reversed my changes. We went back and forth like this multiple times before either of us realized it was futile, he left a note in the note not to make any permanent changes, to add whatever i want at the bottom but not delete anything, and just reorder the names in order of preference. We would keep the note and keep revisting and reordering them until one consistently floated to the top and wasnt being moved back down, so after a while all four of us had had in opportunity in front to vote on names, changes quit being made, and our name was decided. So thats the name we all collectively and individually went by and continue to go by, we all got attached to it and really identify with it, our individual names that we use are technically middle names so that we could each keep that name as a first name. It was kinda validating, our rationale at the time was just that our preferences must vary depending on our mood or whatever and for some reason we have no recollection of other moods. After we became aware of each other like 5 years later it was immediately apparent what had been going on, but we hadnt really internalized it, ya know? So when we were choosing our individual names we went with the same method, keep an open note and adjust the order every day based on preference, and we were surprised that individually our preferences are consistent lmao

#lilac posts #lilac answers

1 note · View note

grffftrfffonthesurfff · 10 months ago

Text

okay i can not anymore. i have to talk about this. so yeah, Bangladesh again. The monster of a prime minister fled from the country due to severe student protests and several things followed stream after that. We have an interim government lead by Nobel peace prize winner Dr.Yunus. We were on the way of solving things, its gonna take time. But obv, different international politics has been in the way. I do not understand any of it neither do i pretend to understand them, but what i am concerned about is India opening the Dumbur dam, WITHOUT ANY PRIOR WORD, which has cause MASSIVE FLOODS in bd. for context- the dumbur dam hasnt even been opened for fucking 31 years. I've literally seen many Indian sites mocking the state of bd rn, the villages-towns-CITIES being flooded. AND WITHOUT ANY PRIOR ALERTING BD. I'm here now writing this cause I just saw that the Indian govt has said that the dam opened all by its own????? but yesterday it was them saying it was too full they had to open it????? like okay i'd get it IF THEY EVEN SAID ANYTHING ABOUT IT BEFORE FUCKING JUST OPENING THE DAM AND FLOODING MILLIONS OF PEOPLE. And this isnt even uncommon- there are many dams which control the water flow in bd through india and every year they unabashedly open the dams like this and flood bd and also in dry season they DONT open them and it causes massive damage again. Its all a regular game, which our prev govt facilitated. I know many people here are gonna come and tell me that "oh India didnt have a choice they were gonna be flooded they had to open the dam". okay bro. I'd understand that, but unfortunately i havent seen a single alert news about the decision of the dam being opened to "save their own people from flood". obv every country is gonna see their own side of things first, and nobody blames them-in fact this is how it should be. But sometimes our own humanity should shine through the blind faith that governments are the best. I just urge you, brothers and sisters in India, i know you guys dont have any say in whatever this is, its on your govt, but that doesnt mean yall have to totally cut off the common sense that crores of people are under fucking water. Just. just speak up please. ik kolkata is all about moumita rn, ive seen literally everyone in my fb friend list talk about moumita , every fucking one. I've also seen how indians stood by us through all these- how the went on protest on behalf of bd and i couldnt be more grateful. Just like that, i ask of you guys to at least try and spread awareness and actually question yourselves if this sudden- and i repeat sudden, cause that is the biggest issue here- opening of a dam that has been closed for the last fucking 31 years was so natural and a helpless decision. Even if your answer is yes, even then you can at least help by donations. Cause well, yall arent under water so please help those who are actually underwater cause your govt saved your asses and flooded them instead of you.

if any of you guys want a donation link- comment i'll post the link here then too.

#bangladesh #india #flood warning #haha flood warning good joke #cause they never even warned us #oh and also- india is gonna open the other dam too #pray for bangladesh #i just. i dunno #i still have faith okay faith in india #the government doesnt have to define who the people are rn #living in bd has taught me that #i hope everyone knows that too

5 notes · View notes

mschimdt · 2 years ago

Text

Truth or dare

quaritch x recom reader

summary: you were put into the recom team as a therapist and a medic, you were also a marine, you get invited to play a game of truth or dare randomly with the rest of the recoms, not thinking anything of it and not knowing where it was gonna lead you

warnings: teasing, knife play, rough quaritch, sub reader, punishments, dares, embarassment, just pure filth so beware minors ❗️NOT PROOF READ❗️

LOTS AND LOTS OF TYPOS THAT IM TOO LAZY TO FIX

note: this is super shitty and rushed because my accounts dead and the story doesnt make sense

you were recently added to the recom team in an avatar body, you were their therapist and medic, but you also joined wars because you used to be a marine.

you heard ur name being called over the loud speakers, it was ardmors calling you somewhere, probably another therapy session for one of the recoms because theyre losing their sanity, the only one that seemed somewhat stable was quaritch

infact it was a therapy lesson, you expected it to be lyle or mansk because they were the most unstable ones out of the group and they came to your office randomly to talk about things that are bothering them , you made your way to your office, opening the door expecting lyle or mansk, but to your surprise, it was quaritch?

hes never been in your office once, you stood still for a few seconds after opening the door, you came back to your senses and closed the door, the rusty hinges making a squeaking sound

"hey" you said, pulling your chair to sit down, you open the book where you put upcoming sessions, and infact quaritch was there, how didnt you notice before?

"okay so, tell me whats been bothering you" you say, in a stable tone

"nothin's botherin me i was forced to come here" he says, leaning lightly on the chair, arms crossed against his chest and his legs open

"theres no way nothings been bothering you, you just came back from that war with sully and you experienced some things.." you say

eventually after convincing him, he eventually spilled the things that were bothering him, you also got to know more about him during that session, ylu and quaritch were already friends, not quite but you waved to eachother and greeted eachother

you also played gamenighgs together every thursday, so you could say you were friends. but you got to know him more today

after that jaw dropping session, you went to your room, changed and sat in bed, it was thursday, aka gamenight day

after a long nap, you got up getting dressed in shorts, keeping your shirt on, not that it mattered what you wore becausr everyone would just meet up in whatever they eere wearing head to the mess hall, you were a few minutes late

you walked through the halls, opening your tab to check if you had any messages from anyone

you reached the mess hall, they were already playing something, seated on the floor with a bottle in the middle, the moment you saw the bottle you hesitated going back because you knew its either a kissing game or some dirty ass game of truth or dare, most likely lyles idea

you made up your mind, continuing your walk to the empty area in the messhall, "hey, move a bit? i wanna join" you say, they stared up at you

they moved and you sat across from lyle, you noticed quaritch was sitting on a table on the other side of the mess hall, across from ja, looked like they were playing poker. the bottle spun, you noticed Z-dog barsly had any clothes on and lyle had shoes taped to his head, mansk wasnt wearing a shitt which was very unusual and prager and the rest had red handprints on their faces

"soooo what we playing?" you say "truth or dare, whos gonma spin it?" lyle answers

z dog grabs the bottle and spins it, it landed on prager and mansk, prager asked and mansk answered

"truth or dare masnkkk" he said, in a high pitched voice to mock mansk "truth, gotta save myself from whatever demonic shit you were planning"

prager asked his question, it was a really dumb one

you spun the bottle this time, it landed on you and lyle, lyle asked and you answered

"truth or dare Y/N" "dare" you said, awaiting the most likely humiliating dare you were gonna get

"sit next to quaritch n touch him somewhere your not supposed to, if u dont do it youve gotta pay up, 50 dollars!"

"ugh fuck you lyle! i wont be pahing 50 dollars to youe broke ass" you put your hand on the floor, pusshing yourself upwards to stand up, yoy stared in quaritchs direction

you walked over to the table where he was sitting with ja, both focused on the game they were playing, you sat nect to quaritch, way too close for your liking, your thighs were just a few inches away from touching

you leaned your hand on the table leaning your head on it

you noticed your friends staring at you with wide smiles on their faces looking like theyre about to burst out laughing

you position your other hand to sit against quaritchs thigh

you lift your hand, setting it on quaritchs thigh

quaritch turmed around to face you, he didnt even notice you sit nect to him because of how focusrd he was and he went back to playing the game, you got uo and left heading back to your friends

you played for almost 15 minutes after that, alot of humiliating dares coming through

finally, everyone left, the only people left were you, lyle, quaritch, ja, and z dog in the room, you stopped plahing truth or dare because you were only 3 players

you said bye, and started walking the way to your room, you jeard footsteps behind yoy as you approached the door, and then you felt a harsh tug at your hair, you felt yourself being pushed back against a tall broad figure

"what do ya' think ya' were doin huh?"

he said, you recognised quaritchs voice "sorry sir..? i dont quite get what you mean" you said, inoccently asif what you did never happened

"i heard you n the others playing a game of truth n dare huh? you know?" he said, letting go of your hair inorder for you to face him

"o-oh that? it was just a silly dare, i promise it wont happen again sir" you said staring at the ground, you should have just payed those 50 dollars

"theres no it wont happen again now kid, unlock your door ive seen the way you look at me" he was correct, you have stared at him a few times admiring him but it was never something serious ,right?

while you were unlocking the door, quaritch said something "ya know that therapy session we had? none of those things were botherin me as much as ya were, knowing that we couldnt have eachother because of this syupid mission, hell its the entire purpose of our life now! we were revived to fight"

you didnt reply, opening your door and lettinf quaritch in, not expecting what he was going to do

as soon as you locked the door, you felt yourself being lifted up only to be harshly throws across your bed, quaritch grabbing you by your hair again, lifting you up and laying your lower half across his lap

"ya may not like this but ion reslly give a shit"

before you could even respond, your shorts were pulled down and, a hard smack was delivered to your ass

you let out a whimper, not expecting him to full on smack your ass??

"thas what you get for listening to those bastards you filthy little slut huh?"

"yes.." you say

"yes what?" he says before delivering another harsh smack on your ass

"yes.. s-sir..?"

"good girl" he says, pulling you up by ypur shoulders, laying you down on the bed gently, which surprised you because ylu thought he was gonna throw you again

you didnt notice him pull out a knofe from his pocket, in an instant, his pocket knife was on your neck, leaving little cuts

you couldnt do anything, your hands were restrained above your head

you could also see quaritch clearly getting hard by the obvious bludge in his pants, it looked like he was enjoying the torture he was putting you through

he pressed his knife ahainst your soft flesh again going a bit deeper, you hiss and you try to get away from his grip only to find his hand meeting your face at what looked like the speed of light, leaving a red mark on your face

"stay silent, or else there wont be a reward" there was a reward? you didnt expect there to be a reward especially by how cruel colonel is

after a few more cuts across your entire body, he stopped setting his knife on your nightstand

"i think ya did well enough" he says

the heat in between your legs burning, spilling with your slick, you were only wearing panties, still in your tshirt

he pressed his hand against your clothed cunt, your panties basically dripping wet at this point

"looks like ya enjoyed it?" you nod

he fingered your clothed cunt, emitting a few moans from you, not silencing you this time

"p-please" you say, you were fed up with his teasing, it was too much

"please what? whatcha want me to do" he says, with a shit eating grin on his face, a grin you wouldnt see even if he killed sully

"please.. touch me?" you say unsure of what you want him to do you just wanted to feel your orgasm

"where" he says, and youve had enough, you grab your panties yo pull them down, tired of his teasing 'for fucks sake' you mumble

"eager i see? here let me-" he says, the moment your panties where on the floor, he grabbed both your thighs splitting them apart

bringing his fingers toward your cunt, circiling the sensetive bud, which was enough to rip a few moans from you

he unexpectedly slipped both of his fingers inside of you at once, making you let out the loudest moan yet, he continues circiling your clit while thrusting both his fingers inside of you

"i-im. g-gonna-" then it stopped, he pulled his fingers out of you "not yet sweetheart, only place youll be cumming is on my cock" he says i. a deep raspy voice

you were flipped onto your stomache ass in the air, you heard metal clinking which you could guess was quaritchs belt coming undone

and soon enough, you felt his cock brush up against your ass, he grabbed it by his hand leading it down to your slick folds, moving it up and down "mmh"

his tip pressed up against your enterance, slowly pushing his length inside of you, you were in a navi body but he was still too big

half his lemgth was pushrd inside of you, stretching your "virgin" walls wider than theyre even been stretched

you werent a virgin in the past, its just that youve never done something like this in this body

quaritch looked down, his braid falling onto his chest, his eyes widened an idea popping in his head

"ya wanna do that thing? the navi thing?" you nodded, too cockdrunk already to even respond, let alone think straight

you frlt your braid being pulled, pink tendrils looking for something to lash onto

you felt the nerves tpuch against something right before you felt a rush of adrenaline in your body, your vision turning white, feeling everything quaritch was feeling

you let out a soft whimper "move" you said, eager for release

he startrd moving softly, each time he bottomed out he touched your cervix, shooting a rush of pleasure accross your body eachtime he touched it, it felt even better because you could feel everything he was feeling

soon enough, he was rutting into you like there was no tommorow, groans emitting from his throat while soft whimpers and moans came out of your mouth

"im gonna cu-" "go ahea-d" a slight crack in his voice, you camr your orgasm shooting across your body, you sae stars for a few seconds, quaritch helping you ride out your high

you felt a warm and sticky substance shoot into your cunt, quaritch loosing rythm of his thrusts, he thrusted into you a few more times, before finally bottoming out

sweat trickling across his and your body, the tsaheylu camr undone, a few seconds after that, quaritch pulled out of you, a thick rope of cunt connecting his cock to your cunt

you collapsed onto your bed, too cockdrunk to process things, by the time quaritch cleaned you up, you were already fast asleep, only to soon be joined by quaritch cuddling eachother to sleep, he never seemed like a cuddly type of guy but i guess i was wrong

------------------------------

comment to be added to my taglist and please repost and like :))

#avatar #avatar miles quaritch #mansk x reader #avatar mansk #colonel miles quaritch #recom mansk #atwow #avatar the way of water #recom x reader #atwow smut #quaritch x reader #quaritch imagine #colonel quaritch #colonel miles quaritch x reader #avatar atwow #avatar colonel

255 notes · View notes

logicroute · 2 years ago

Text

hades fun ramble abt how the yttd fandom treats shin tsukimi :)

haiiii so if you know me you know that i have one billion illness about some guy named shin tsukimi from yttd! and i have some issues on how the fandom writes him, this is coming from someone who has health issues so im going to be somewhat projecting but! hopefully not that much. all of it is going to be under cut!

this is going to cover a lot of spoilers.. so i wouldnt click it unless you finished the game. its also going to cover topics like ableism and a mention of toxic relationships but thats expected when you want to talk about shin and the fandom

so in game (epsically in your turn to shine) its heavily hinted that shin is someone who has health issues (chronic illness and the works), even in the base game it is shown that shin is physically weak (chapt one in the bar where he tries to open the drawer for example.).

and how the fandom made that into shin being a weak person, but not in a strength sense, in the sense that he cant protect/cant hold his own (looking at you shin ship writers.). but! thats just the only issue right? (this is also ableism to me in a way.. but i cant put my words right at the moment.)

nope!! theres more. the fandom at times made shin out to be a 'dirty' person, someone who is gross and unclean. even if that's far from canon (there being a line that shins hands are clean in game.) and to me, thats just stereotypes of people who are mentally ill coming into play. saying that people who suffer from mental illness cant treat themselves on their own. which in some cases may be true, but not in all of them.

i also think this ties into shin being a person who was in game he is saving money, he is a job hopper which some fans took as he is poor which mean hes dirty.. which is just gross that people think just because a person may be poor, automatically means they're dirty.

theres also the issue with shadow sou (also know as shadsou in the fandom) where (some) people treat it as not a part of shin, it just being a part of midori. shin didnt bring out the hiyori persona out of nowhere, it wouldnt make sense that shin is some 'soft boy'.

fans tend to forget that shin isnt the best person, even in a few pregame thoughts. he can still be an asshole without being told about the 0.0% thing. you can let him be petty, you can let him be sly, you can let him be mean. he doesnt need to be doomed to do any of that.

its the same with the shinai, we only really saw small bits of the shinai.. and guessing from his dialog, he is still close to hiyori and that can affect how he acts, but that doesnt mean a pre game shin acts just like shinai, his an ai for a reason, he learns over time and picks up his own traits. its similar to how the fandom treats highschool shin and his friendship with hiyori and thats a whole another can of worms.

people who say they dont ship hiyori and shin.. and then say they dated in the past are an issue to me. not every toxic friendship has to be romantic, yes hiyori wanted to study shin, but thats because he wanted to see how much he can push a person. even the shinai says he likes to experiment on people, and hiyori most likely did the same with shin but more in a mental sense.

theres a reason why i dont interact with people who tag stuff with their ship tag, i dont trust them to take them in a way thats just them being 'friends'. and if you see it like that or make it out so hiyori isnt that bad of a person... block me i dont want you guys near me. (this goes with those 'midori isnt a bad person!!' au writers to. get out.)

on the topic of shipping, a handful of people who ship shin with people srsly make him out to be someone whos weak and needs to be protected by whoever the pairing is with. you guys just want your yaoi. i see this the most in keishin / alishin circles. shin doesnt need to be 'saved' or whatever, he just needs to heal on his own time, he doesnt need a romantic partner in his life for that.

thats a good part of my thoughts! if you have any questions on my thoughts on shin you can send me an ask here or shoot me a dm on discord :3 (samuraiyaiba)

#letters from the underworld #shin tsukimi #yttd #your turn to die #cw ableism #ableism mention #ask to tag #long posts #ranting it up

61 notes · View notes

kittehkwrites · 4 years ago

Text

Streets

“No Final Fantasy can we end these games though? ” - Doja Cat, ‘Streets’ (2019)

Summary: Trevante finally decides to say something, revealing to you how he feels and it leads to something the both of you only thought could happen in your dreams.

Warnings: Fluff, angst?, smut

Can be read as a stand alone, or as a continuation to Like I Want You

No backing down now. He thought.

I've been goin' through some things

I struggle with my inner man

“I have something that I have to get off my chest.” He said.

There was no hint of playfulness laced in his voice like usual.

No this was serious and it made you shiver.

Trevante couldn’t help but still get nervous around you and it took everything in him to not kiss you again.

The feeling of your soft lips gently caressing his back in shock but with such fluid motion and the current running between you both was something you wouldn’t mind feeling again.

Baby, we tried to fight it

We all been there some days

“ I like you. Ok? I’ve liked you since we started hanging out more and i got to know you more but

Thought I needed something else

And acted like I was okay

“But I always thought you weren’t interested in me like that cause you’d always call be your friend and yea there may have been a few times of playful flirtin but I figured that just how it’d be with us and i didnt want to say anything when you would talk to me about those assholes you’d go one dates with and clearly didn’t know how to treat you”

We just had to work it out

“If I knew this was how you’ve felt, or what you thought we could’ve saved us so much time and mindless pinding over the wrong people...”

You thought of all the times you went on those dead-end dates with guys that couldn’t hold a conversation to save their life or the ones that talked so much that it irritated you to no end and how you’d go to Tre and he’d be there. Waiting on you with open arms, hanging onto your every word and giving you advice.

That’s why you thought he didn’t feel the same. What man would be so selfless?

You wanted to leave and try to move on in hopes of protecting yourself when really you were causing more problems and you could’ve potentially caused him to lose interest..

And baby, I needed space

“I’m sorry for trying to basically avoid you at every cha-”

“It’s alright. I guess you wanted to protect yourself from disappoint like you’d normally be on the receiving end of, but i'm not them and I can definitely say that without a doubt, you’d be my queen and not second fiddle against the juvenile excuses some of those dicks told you back then.” He was right. He’d always treat you so nicely and you misread it as friendly behaviour when for him he didn’t want to run. He wanted to stay out of fear that someone would take you away or treat you in a way you didn’t deserve.

There was a bit of silence between the two of you.

You're pouring your heart out

“we are idiots aren't we?” You both laughed, breaking the silence and it made you both feel lighter knowing you’ve spoke your peace and to have the next person feel the same made you want to float above the clouds even more than you were now.

“I guess we are, but it makes it interesting.” He said, softly in your direction.

His smile was gracing his face and it made you melt to know that he felt the same and to know that he was there even when you tried to leave, made you feel so dumb to keeping your mouth closed about how you felt and you were sure your friends knew but wanted to leave you both to doing what you were doing incase they were wrong.

You held me so down

All those nights you’d go to him about those aint shit niggas that wasted your time...

So down I never grew

You didn’t see that as a sign of his attraction. Just as a sign of his friendly nature and you blamed it on your lack of healthy relationships before meeting this great man that you knew no one could compare to.

Yon knew that no one else could hold you down like he did.

I tried to find out

All those guys were nothing.

They meant nothing like the man sitting next you did in your whole time of having feelings for him but you wanted to make sure that it wasn’t you that was self-sabotaging these short term talking stages or relationships, if you can even call them that.

When none of them came through

But it wasn’t you. You thought, as you looked at his structured face, glancing over every little feature from his eyebrows to the hairs in his beard. They just weren’t him and you knew that now.

now I'm stuck in the middle

And baby had to pull me out Like you

That night brought on an onslaught of feelings and emotions but you both remained outside until your friends called it a night and he sobered up to drop you back to your place.

The ride was comfortably silent with fluttering glances and the soft music playing through the speakers made you feel safe and right about the future of this “friendship” between you two.

Like you

Over the next few days, you both facetimed, called, texted whatever way you could keep communication open, you both did it and it was like old times again, except you both knew the others feelings and it changed from “friendly” to him essentially courting you in a way you both hadn’t put an exact label on but you both knew it was exclusive and no one could break that apart.

After a few dates and some more group hangout, you both managed to agree on having a “sleepover”, but this time it wouldn’t be like normal ; no friends or interruptions, just the two of you and it made you nervous but excited for the days to hurry past.

The days indeed were passing quickly and you made sure to pack an extra set of clothes and some nice undergarments incase you got the chance to change into it, or you’d have another opportunity to wear it for him and you knew he’d appreciate it with the way he always compliments you and your body when given the chance and it made you even more sure that he was the one that was it for you as he didn’t comment on the weight but when you wouldn’t be noticeably be eating a lot around him because you were worried about your college work and submissions he’d subtly give you food during the shared study sessions you’d have with him and your other friends. Similarly, you’d make sure he was eating when he had finals or a sports event.

You guys felt that bonding and caring was leading towards the formation of something beautiful and stable.

When the day finally came, you told him you'd forget to mention the offsite visit you’d be taking to see an exhibit on african american and afro-caribbean art being held for the month

He was happy that you were happy.

The way you were gushing about the work you’d see and how the artists all incorporated the ideas of the diaspora, feeling lost but building some form of unity in their situations brought chills to you and the other students that accompanied the tour.

He loved seeing your pictures that you sent when you got there and when you got the chance, you’d take pictures with the artists and creators.

He knew you’d forget to text him when you reached back to the campus or if he’d need to come get you, to which you’d appreciate seeing as the others seemed to want to stay longer than you had hoped and others had already gone and you didn’t feel like getting in other people’s cars that you werent too close with.

Could you come for me in the next hour?

You asked and saw the three dots before his text came through.

Send your location.

That was his text to you and you weren’t about to lie and say you didn’t feel the little “flutters” as you pictured him laid up and thinking about you like you were him.

Location sent.

This is it. You thought.

No holding back. You convinced yourself, mentally as you continued moving around the exhibit to look at the other pieces you didn’t get the chance to yet when you guys were allowed to take a break as they were opening up some of the other areas for public viewing now

Closed mouths don’t get fed and you were hungry you argued as you saw his latest text that he was on his way, wondering where the time went but anticipating the activities you’d both get into.

You began to look around a few more times before making your way to the front of the building after saying your ‘bye’s, nice to meet you’s and see you later’s.

Leisurely walking to the front you stayed in the cool conditioned air of the building, awaiting the man that managed to continuously surprise you with his bold, straightforward nature.

Glad I brought my bag and waxed the other day so no worries about any fuzz being down there, if things went as you’d hope, you thought before opening the glass door seeing the next he was around the corner and then seeing him pull up to the front.

He pulled up to the front of the building as you made your way outside of the facility.

You watched as he got out of the 1973 Chevrolet Impala you would often watch him work on,

or he’d offer to take you in to go on those long drives that would make you think things once you saw him drive with one hand and his seat back.

Like you said, it made you think things.

He came over to you and walked you back in silence.

Damn papa, you a rare breed, no comparing

The cool air brushing over his exposed arms.

The wind carrying his scent that hit you as you slightly trailed behind him, before coming up to the car door and opening it for you while taking your bag and placing it in the back.

And it’s motherfuckin’ scary

He shut both doors and made his way round to the drivers side, getting in and buckling up himself before stealing a quick glance at you as you did the same.

“Ready.” The click of your seatbelt heard before your voice altered him.

He looked over at you, one hand on the gear stick, and the other on the wheel before racking his dark pupils over your shy-seated form. You saw as he but his plush bottom lip before his lips formed a smirk that made your thighs clench.

She better be ready. He thought as he knew that this shy act you had going on was only turning him on more and he wanted to hear that sweet voice of yours yell his name like he dreamed.

Y’all made it back to his and you were met with the warmness and enticing scents coming from within his space.

“I made your favourite.” He watched you walk in slowly, eyeing you again before waking in the light trail of your perfume and body lotion that left you smelling like candy and he wanted to have his dessert now.

You were so consumed with what he said and what he’d done that you hadn’t responded. He turned and looked to you as he made his way ahead when you stood frozen at what he had done for you when you thought no one would ever do such a thing.

Tryna keep him 'cause I found him

“Princess?” There goes that nickname that had you shivering slightly and gave him a chance to openly gaze into your beautiful eyes with a look of confusion at your silence in regards to food.

“Huh? Oh! No! that’s great. I was starving.” You expressed and progressed to his smaller dining room, still shocked at the set up of your favourite laid out and you knew it wasn’t order either because you’ve watched this man cook and always taste tested so you knew you weren’t about to be dissapointed.

“I told you to stop starving yourself. You need me to start bringing you lunches again?” He cared. The fact that this fine, tall, dark and handsome man was willing to come to you and bring you lunch still was getting you all warm, along with the delicious food that was hitting the spot.

This man is bout to get it, you thought before sitting and enjoying the food he prepared.

Both sitting under the dimmed lights and intimate atmosphere he managed to create with what he had, intensified your emotions and the glasses of wine you had with dinner got you to loosen up.

He didn’t want to force conversation. He was ok with just being in your presence and for that, you knew he was the one and you’d do anything to keep him happy and ‘Let a ho know I ain't motherfuckin' sharing’ (or whatever it is Doja Cat said.) You’d thought as he ushered you to his couch after collecting the plates and placing them in the sink before returning to you.

He saw you and couldn’t help but think about you being his. Like actually his.

I could take you to the parents, then to Paris

Plan a motherfuckin' wedding

Tonight i’m gonna make her mine and there’s no doubt about it.

He sat so close and for a second, you felt those shocks you felt the night he first kissed you when your legs touched.

You couldn't help but look at him and see the burning desire he had in his eyes. It was the same for him, seeing your deep pools looking at him with adoration and contemptment that he wanted to fall to his knees and beg for your love, even though he could guess you loved him the way he did you.

You the type I wanna marry (Yeah) and keep you merry

I'll put the ring on when you ready

There was a split second.

Then clothes began to drop around your retreating forms, leading to his room.

The kisses were hard and passion filled. Hands grasping body parts.

Hot skin against hot skin.

The soft glow of the candle he’d lit in his room providing him with enough light to tell that you were ok with this but he still had to make sure

“You sure about this babygirl? Cause once we start...I don’t know if i’ll be able to stop.” He voice dropped many octaves and resonated deep in your soul to the point of setting off a gush between your legs that had you mindlessly nodding your head at the man.

“Words Princess.” He gripped your chin and kept that intense eye contact.

“Yes sir.” The name set off something in him and he had you flung across his mattress, head between your legs and hands gripping your thighs while he kept his eyes on your face contorting in pleasure.

We play our fantasies out in real life ways and

No Final Fantasy, can we end these games though?

He made you cum with a powerful orgasm but you knew he could do better and he knew that he was just warming you up for one of the best nights of your life...besides marrying him and having kids together.

THAT’S how sure of himself he was that he’d ruin you for anyone else.

Could you blame him tho? He finally has you how he’s been dreaming about and he isn’t gonna hold back in let you know how much you mean to him. He’s gonna make sure you feel his love for you like he’s been saying.

You give me energy, make me feel lightweight (Woo)

He saw you come down enough to get on your knees, staring into his face like he was yours.

You saw your essence glistening in his facial hair, the moonlight that made its way in and added to the soft glow of the candle made him look like a beautiful shade of blue and near obsidian black.

Your hands making their way up his sculpted arms, joining at the chest and making their way down his sculpted torso, leading to his happy trail and the prominent tent in his jeans that you couldn’t help but rub your palm against.

“No teasing, Princess.” His voice snapped you out of your day dream of the erect member laying between his thick thighs, encased by the light washed jeans.

You looked up at him through innocent eyes and you swear you saw his pupils dilate even more, overtaken by lust as he brought his hand up your stomach, corse palms over your delicate skin and thick fingers wrapping around your neck for a tight squeeze before he gently pushed you back onto the bed once he saw you close those pretty eyes and bit your lip at the action.

Like the birds of a feather, baby

He pulled you closer to the edge of the bed before he started to remove his denim bottoms. Eyes never leaving yours as he pushed his jeans down his muscular legs, taking his boxers off at the same time before standing at attention once kicking them off.

You couldn’t help but look down at the one-eyed monster between his legs and he took notice at the way you looked at him.

He gripped the base of it before calmly saying “Don’t worry baby. You’re a big girl and I know you can take it.” His hand pumping slowly at the look in your eyes and the wetness between your legs.

He grabbed a condom from the nightstand, rolling it over his tip causing you to let out a whine at not being able to feel his girth in your mouth.

“Don’t worry Princess, you can have a taste later. Right not i want to feel that sweet pussy gripping this fat dick, that alright?” He said a soft voice but it was gruff that it had you getting slick even more at the dominance he had in that moment and the way he put receiving on the backburner.

You just nodded you head and he got close to you to rub his tip between your folds, lubricating the condom with what you supplied. It was a sight for him that he had to think of anything besides busting in the condom then and there.

We real life made for each other

He made you look at him before pushing into your wet valley. He took his time as you relaxed and felt every hot inch insert itself so deliciously slow.

And it's hard to keep my cool

You weren’t going to lie and say you didn’t like the gentle strokes he was giving to let you adjust, however you knew he wanted to go faster and harder if he was as sexually frustrated as you were from subpar partners.

Cause you’re a one in a million

There ain't no man like you

It was like he was reading your mind.

After he noticed you moving your bottom half off the bed to meet his strokes, he grabbed your legs, placing them over your shoulder, not missing a beat and going deeper into your depths.

“Oh shit tre!” He had to let out a breathy chuckle before he felt you grip his dick with your tight walls. That caused his body to jerk even deeper before he could process it and had him releasing a deep grunt you don’t think you’ve ever heard from him before.

“Shit Princess. Got this tight pussy grippin me like this? Who said you could do that?” He was gonna make sure you knew who was incharge in the bed room but you had a surprise for him when you were able to catch him off with the slip of a whispered ‘daddy!’ that made his hips stutter and him lose focus.

You were able to get him on his back, his large member not slipping from your clenching muscles and managed to start grinding on the massive amount of muscle lying beneath you.

“I did. Nigga” You went in after that.

Trevante watched in awe at the way you were taking him, knowing this position meant you’d definitely feel him in your gut if you sat completely over his pulsing, thick pole.

You planted your feet on either side of his hips, hands moving through the wisps of hair sprayed across his chest and switched the pace of your movements.

Up. Down and grind then up again.

He wasn’t going to lie and say that you were riding him like the perfect woman, like he’d always imagine after hearing about the way a woman could trap a man with good sex, he finally believed it with you over him.

That intense i contact was adding to the pleasure for you both and he couldn’t help himself. He brought his hand down on your ass quick and hard before gripping the round flesh in his hands and picking you up to lay back on the bed again before he started to pound into you faster once he saw your eyes rolling back and felt your pussy clenching him even harder.

“You gonna cum on this dick babygirl? Huh?! Answer me and take it like a big girl!”

all you could do was nod your head and repeatedly chant “Yes Yes Yes Yes” even after he finished speaking to you.

You layed under him a blubbering mess but wanting to prove to him you weren’t a punk.

“Cum on this dick Princess. I want to feel that pretty pussy cum all over this -fUCK! THAT’S RIGHT!-yea cum on this dick! Make it yours bitch!”

That word did something for you.

“I’M CUMMING.”

“Then cum bitch.” He whispered into your ear and it ignited the spasms and feeling of pure bliss of release.

He watched you convulse under him and he felt his sack tighten at the way your face looked that he couldn’t take his eyes off yours even for a second.

“Look at me bitch! I said look at me!” He gripped your cheeks between his large hand and got you to face him, seeing your dazed state and then he recognized you were going to cum again.

“You gonna cum again? You like this? Huh?” He waited and raised his leg onto the bed, bending it and forcing your legs to go wider by taking them from around his hips.

He had you so confused in this position.

You didn’t know if you wanted to run or stay there but you knew it had you cumming closer. Then you felt a smack to the face.

“I asked you a question! Answer me!” His loud voice, deep and all baritone like bounced off the walls at his command.

“Yeees I’M CUMMING!” You responded, equally loud you were sure the neighbours would hear but they should mind the business that pays them you thought.

You were getting the pounding of your life and didn’t want to have to stop because of nosey people calling security to check on the unit.

If they didn’t know what was going on, then that’s tough. But you were gonna make sure you got railed well tonight.

He didn’t know what came over him but he had to say it

“You love this dick baby? You love how I feel inside you?” His voice was still deep but that roughness made you tingle and he felt the flutter of your walls over him

“Yes!” You squeaked out.

“FUCK! I feel that pussy gripping me even tighter!”

He looked at you and you managed to pry your eyes open and stare into his as he said what he felt was right in that moment.

“You wanna be my girl? Huh?” His eyes still held list in them, but there was a softness as he slowed down to ask this, coming closer to you to pepper kisses over your face and embrace you.

“Yes!” You loved the way he felt but you wanted him to go harder so when you pleaded “Harder Tre! Please? I need you to go harder” He fixed his position and granted you your wish by pounding into you harder and faster, his gentle thrusts out the window and your ecstasy written all over your face.

You tried pushing his hips away but he smacked your hands away, grabbing both wrists and coming to you closer and to your ear.

“You gonna cum when I tell you to? You gonna be a good girl for me?” He watched you in pleasure of maintaining his composure and not cumming the first minute he sunk into your velvety pussy that he couldn’t even manage would feel so heavenly as it does now.

“Yes” You sounded so pathetic and it turned you on more than you thought possible at being so dominated but the big heap of dark, thick hefty muscle plowing into you made you feel safe even with his belittling of you but you knew it was only for the sex.

“Yeah? My girl huh? You’re so pretty under me.” He whined. It was so beautiful to hear so loud into your ear in the close position he was in.

This close proximity made you feel so connected and had you tearing up a little at the fact you knew he was still being gentle with you and it brought you closer.

Trevante looked down at you and saw the cloudy look in your eyes. He knew you were cumming again and he was right there with you so he let you go and pushed one of his hands between your sweaty bodies, finding your clit and stimulating you double time to climax together.

He saw your eyes rolling back when he felt that tightness in his sack before he shouted out to you,

“CUM! CUM ON THIS DICK!” He roared out to you.

It was a rush you hadn’t been prepared for as he managed to get faster but his rhythm started to become irregular. He still managed to hit that deep spot in you that had you going crazy when his tip would rub over it and all that could be heard was you both climaxing then heavy breathing.

He continued to grind into you slowly, careful that it may hurt you but he wanted to ride out the best orgasm he’s had in awhile, and knowing that it was with you made him want to keep his dick deep in you.

If it wasn’t for the condom, he’s sure he would’ve gotten you pregnant and totally stepped up to the plate to take care of you and his seed.

Like you

He couldn’t believe that you were here, in this moment with him and he had to make sure you know that you were all he could ever want and more.

He raised up and you whimpered at the loss of warmth he provided and the way his body calmed you down after such a session.

“None of that.” He said, leaning back down to place a gentle kiss to you lips “I’ll be back Princess” and then slowly pulling out of you to tie the condom and through it away.

You couldn't help but watch his retreating form go into the bathroom and come back with a damp rag to wipe you up and then leave the room to get you some water and lay back in the bed with you next to him.

You both stared at eachother once he got back in the bed and you managed to fix yourself in a comfortable position, not caring about the sweat or the way you may look like a mad woman.

Instead, you brought your hand up to his cheek and watched as he closed his eyes before puckering his lips, leaning to you for a kiss that you happily gave him and he pulled you to lay on his chest.

He thought you had fallen asleep as you hadn’t moved in a while and knew he had to catch some sleep to if he wanted to get up early and make you something for breakfast.

He planted a soft kiss onto your forehead, gripping you tighter and released a content sigh.

I found it hard to find someone like you

He wasn’t going to let you go and for a moment he thought he heard you say something but he passed it off as fatigue from the intense session the both of you just carried out after months of sexual frustration and tension.

Trevante didn’t know that you were still awake and said that you loved him

I can't be without you

You knew you weren’t gonna run anymore and he was it. Your one in a milllion and you would do everything to keep him, like he would you.

He held you tighter before finally closing his eyes, a small smile on his face.

And I can't be without you

He hadn’t heard you say you loved him...

but that’s neither here nor there.

You’d be alright with saying it again when you both were awake and not high off sexual energy.

Like you.

Taglist:

@killmonger-fics

@browngirldominion

(Dm to be added to the permanent taglist or let me know which actors/characters you’d want me to tag you in when I write)

——————————————————————————

Hey y’all!

Sorry this took so long🥴 Been busy with uni and some other personal stuff so I put this off longer than intended🥴

But what’d you think, hope this met the standards and was worth it?

Don’t forget to like, reblog and/or comment 😊

Hope you’re staying safe, checking in on your friends and loved ones and taking time for yourself :)))

Love you all and thanks for the support.

-K💜

#kittehkwrites #trevante rhodes #trevante rhodes x reader #black!reader #black!oc #lyric prompts #imagine #trevante rhodes smut #trevante rhodes fluff #friends to lovers trope

530 notes · View notes