#it's a great time to join the server and learn!

[simply-sithel]

Hello, @lifeandtimesoftrying! It's weird to think the video is out there lurking somewhere... it's unlisted though, intentionally hard to find, and only available to those on the @renegadepublishing Discord, which is 18+...

Better than a crufty, near-year-old video is a LIVE bind along! And it just so happens there will be a new Mini Monologues & Bind Along w/ me Thursday, February 8th @ 6pm PST! (which will also be recorded and made available to those participating in the Binderary event on the server, still 18+ tho)

Supplies and Tool lists to be (re)released shortly. Msg me if you can't/wont join server and I'll slip you the info & steps for you to give it a run on your own.

[disdaidal]

I'm already starting to regret that I joined yet another Discord server.

[memryse]

anyway over the last week i have caught up on 3 povs of hermitcraft after not watching any episodes in apparently about 8 months, and barely watching any other minecraft content in that time either

and like. even after being out of the loop for literally 2/3rds of a year i'm still very much on the side of this being probably the best hermitcraft season ever. i think the attitude of focusing less on megabuilds and analytics, more on just dumb interactions and having fun has continued even when we're now over a year into the season. i've been watching hermitcraft for 4 years now and the difference between back then and now feels like night and day - you can tell how much closer they've all become as friends in that exact time frame thanks to not just the life series but proximity chat as a whole and the additions of gem, pearl, joel and skizz. who are all such vibrant parts of the server that i completely understand mumbo forgetting gem only joined in s8 lol. and the launch of more irl hermit events like the charity streams. s10 has been such a breath of fresh air and you can see it in every single member's videos

if i had to put it into words s6 and s7 were the peak of "old" hermitcraft, huge megabases and no prox chat, still fun and silly but feeling a little dated in some ways nowadays. s8 (which is my personal favourite, but still) had a lot of hermits trying new things during the peak of mcyt, which resulted in a lot of algorithm chasing (bad!) but also everyone growing much closer as friends thanks to the permanent use of prox chat and everyone's bases being closer together. s9 saw a return to a more conventional style for the hermits rather than the experimental s8, but applied what they learned during that time with things like the empires crossover. great season overall with a bunch of absolute standout builds like scarland and decked out 2, but here is when burnout started to become visible in a few creators imo. mumbo was not the only one. and i think that's completely natural after how much they all pushed themselves in 2021-22. s10 is like the completion of this collective character arc where it's the truest return to form for the hermits since 2020, but with *so* much visible growth in both the quality of their content as youtubers and the quality of their art itself

[virahaus]

Hi there! So, I’m new to the Star Wars fandom, and I’ve just recently discovered the Anakin x Obi-Wan ship — and I really love them already. Even though I haven’t started watching the movies or series yet, I really like the dynamic between Anakin and Obi-Wan.

I was wondering, what do you think about bottom!Anakin and top!Obi-Wan?

Because, even though there’s a bit of a balance in fanfics, it seems like there are slightly more bottom!Obi-Wan stories than bottom!Anakin ones.

But personally, I really want to find pages or channels that focus more on bottom!Anakin and top!Obi-Wan content :)))

I’d be really happy if you could help me out and recommend some channels or creators who analyze that dynamic well!

Hello there!

First of all, welcome to our obikin fandom! Always a pleasure to find new members.

Well, you have come to the right person about this because I'm the mod of the page @topwan-obikin which is focused on top!Obi-Wan/bottom!Anakin dynamic and I'm an author who writes that particular dynamic. You can say I very much love it eheh. In the topwan page I host the topwanfest and some other events focused on this dynamic, plus we also have a discord server who is open to all obikins who want to join!

I can also direct you to some incredible authors who write/draw top!Obi-Wan/bottom!Anakin, while some instead write them as vers, and also some fic recs! If you have any other requests/questions please let me know <3

@exonerin has a vast collection of fantastic topwan fics and I encourage you to check them out! My personal favourite is Eight of Cups because I'm a sucker for canon divergence fics and time/dymensional travel ahah

@tideswept is an amazing author (and my bestie <33) and she also writes topwan fics! My personal fav is her series the bones of a miracle which is a modern au and has werewolf Obi-Wan, one of my guilty pleasures.

@ragnarlothcat is one of the most beloved authors here and also has a great collections of really good fics! My favourites from her are the modern AU series a la carte and the fic The bottom of the ninth which is a sports Au about baseball which is really enjoyable even without knowing anything about the sport (and I can attest to that since I know next to nothing about baseball).

wesnensky writes some really really good smut and I totally recommend to give her ficlets a go!

@teaandjumpers a great author with some really amazing fics, my favs are Learn to Fly High and That's my Type.

@tomicaleto is one of og in fandom and she's both artist and author! I urge you to check her out. My fav fic of hers is The strongest starts...

@rexismycopilot has some great series, even if more BDSM based, but urge you to check them out!

@intermundia is another pillar of the fandom and has some of the most popular fics in the fandom. They have some amazing fics and suggest you check them all out! Their Prompted has an amazing collections of obikin aus, all amazing reads, and their Lex Talionis is one of the greatest fics in fandom.

@artemisthehuntress is another fantastic author that i recommend! My fav fic from her is A Good Epithet.

@obi-wkenobi is a fantastic author and i can only rec all of her fics! My personal fav are Something broken that can be fixed and Awed.

@binaryeclipse, another great author, has some delicious fics. Her series It's How You Learn and the fic Slow Learner are what i can only describe as indulgently decadent.

@sopherfly has one of my favourite fics ever, which I encourage you to read even if incomplete. It's just that good. The Shadow of a Dream is an amazing read and one I return to regularly.

@secretsolarsystem wrote an amazing Batman inspired fic which sits firmly in my favourites, Incorruptible, Everlasting. They also have other really good fics and i suggest you check them out!

@anakinspraisekink is another loved author which has a great collection of fics and I encourage you to check it out! My favourite is the series A Touch of Praise which, even if incomplete, is an amazing read. She also has other amazing fics and i suggest you check them out!

@himboskywalker is another beloved must read in fandom and I cannot rec their fics enough! They have such great fics and some of my all timess favourites like Redolent of You, The way he smiles at you, Conceal what I am, Invictus.... i simply suggest you go through their entire profile!

@tennessoui is another great author which writes both dynamic so you can take your pick from her! My fav are be careful not to choke on your admirations and me and my man, we get on like a house on fire.

@sendpseuds has a great collection of fics!! my fav is Terrorizing the HOA and Other Weekend Activities.

@underacalicosky is another great author who does both dynamics. My fav of hers is Anywhere else is hollow.

@grapenehifics write vers obikin and she has really good fics!! My fav is A moment of Peace.

@renlyslittlerose writes both dynamics and most of her fics are obikin vers but I urge you to check her fics! She has amazing stories. My personal favourite is Moonlight Serenade.

@palfriendpatine66 writes vers obikin and has some great Aus.

@starakins is a new author but she has some amazing fics! My fav is a throne for two.

@shatouto wrote some rally good obikin fics and art when he was active in fandom, and one of my personal fav is A Study in Tears.

@paracosm-draw is another amazing artist i totally urge you to check out. they also do both dynamics.

@kana7o has a great collection of obikin art and a twt accout where you can enjoy her nsfw art. and she always indulges me in my dirty ideas <333

@jarenka her art is amazing and I love especially her anakin!

@bi-wan is the OG topwan artist and i love love love everyting she has ever drawn. I urge you to also go on her ao3 for uncensored pics <33

@skynobi has some hauntingly beautiful obikin art and i tear up sometimes just looking at it. beyond recommended.

kirab0shy @kirab0sh1 is an amazing artist on twt who only draws topwan and her art is so so cute!!

@human-rocket has an amazing obikin comic going on an di can't recommend it enough! a must read.

@unspuncreature one of my fav artists check him out!

@bellybeansss, @gskywalker17, @deliquesaint, @chlobwers, @bird-prince-art, @oh-biwan, @nickytess, @yatsukisakura, @obikinetic, @weillschmidtdoodles, @delziae, @02png, @ma-works, @projectdrow, @dioscouroi, @zeizeizeizei, @aberrantcreature, @doubleggggs, @thehungreecat, @yasyart, @freemymercury @lovey-dovey-and-sad are all amazing artists, regardless of dynamic, and i cannot recommend them enough <33

@calyssmarviss, @mscoet, @daryshkart, @bakaramia, @roppppppop and golcompriton (twt) have some amazing obikin art for you to check out even if they are not active in the fandom anymore!

Now even if this a long list there's also so many others that i've definetly forgotten to mention (or tag because I physically can't tag anyone else here lol)! if i forgot about you you can drop a rec in my ask here or on the topwan blog and i'll post it! we are many and we hope to grow even more <33

[housethemd]

My headcanons for a 2024(ish) House MD (self indulgent sorrysorry)

- House is canonically bisexual, and instead of hookers (or maybe as well as) he’s very open about his Tinder/Grindr hookups.

- Wilson is still a closet case, somehow. All his friends are queer, he is very active as an ally, but has somehow not figured it out. He even has little pride flags in his office pencil holder.

- Cuddy is a lesbian, she and House still flirt for funsies (worth noting I think her and House still had a one night stand in college before she came out, prompting a running joke that sex with House turned her into a lesbian)

- Chase goes viral on twitter (X) when he starts live tweeting House’s antics during DDx’s (his handle is @thataussiedoc and all his DDx tweets are tagged #mycrazyboss)

- The ducklings make tiktok videos when they don’t have a case. The first time House catches them they are expecting him to call them idiots or throw them out of the DDx room, but instead he joins them. Cue House doing a hilarious tiktok dance.

- Non-binary Thirteen my beloved

- Foreman plays Pokemon Go

- House gets a Nintendo Switch for his office so he can game in there, and when forced to go do clinic duty switches to handheld mode

- House and Kutner will game together when they don’t have a case

- There is a PPTH Diagnostics Dept. Discord server

- Foreman hates Apple products

- Cameron has one of those rainbow pins that says “you’re safe with me” she wears on her white coat

- House learns Gen Z slang and spends an entire episode talking exclusively in it - and everyone else is left trying to piece together what he’s saying

- House is canonically autistic but it only comes out during “Lines in the Sand” or similarly themed episode. I feel like either Chase or Foreman get snippy during the DDx and makes a muttered, offhand comment about House, something to the effect of “yeah well maybe you have autism too” and House is like “well duh.” They spend the rest of the episode approaching the other ducklings, Wilson, etc about how they feel, now that they know that House has autism only to be met with general indifference. Maybe it ends when they go to Cuddy and she reminds them what a great doctor House is and all that and eventually they are forced to confront their own internalized ableism.

- PPTH definitely has a float in the pride parade every year

- Chase plays Among Us

- Lesbian Cameron but also CompHet. Like the first couple seasons she hasn’t figured it out yet.

- Hilson is absolutely made canon at some point

I told you they were self indulgent. Might reblog to add more as I think of them!

[gor3sigil]

Trans drag performers deserve better.

Okay so since y'all seem interested, here we go.

[This is about MY experience as a “former” transmasc drag king, in my local scene. This isn't representative of the drag scene as a whole because drag is a wide, huge scene with pretty much any type of people in it. I have never done paid gig. I only performed a couple of times before deciding to stop.]

I discovered drag with RuPaul like a lot of people, and for a long time, I only knew about drag queens. It’s when I learned about an initiation to drag king happening in my town that I decided to try it. I did a bit of research before the event took place and that's how I learned that drag king is widely undocumented, compared to drag queen. A bit disheartening but I was excited to do something new and especially to get back in my local queer community after 2 years or so of “no contact” with it because trauma (see my post about my first T4T relationship to understand why).

First surprise when I got there, I was the only transmasc present as an attendee. The organiser and person who teached us is agender and go by he/him, and his at the time SO is a transmasc enby but appart from them, I was the only trans person. Most of the others were cis lesbian women. Makes sense. The initiation weekend went really well and we ended up performing in an open scene at the end. I can't count the amount of times I got misgendered by other kings during this weekend and I have to say, it pissed me off so fucking bad because I was the only one getting consistantly misgendered. But I brushed it off and had a blast.

My drag persona is more of a dragula king, really goth, and I did a lipsync performance on a Black Dresses song. I loved it and had a blast. A year or so later, we decided with other drag kings to do a little group to perform together.

Once again, I'm the only trans person.

And that's when the shitshow kinda happened. From all the drag kings present, I was also the only one who wasn't already part of a collective. So the group we had was composed of people from 2 collectives who would basically cheer each other out at every show, and it's great !! But I wasn't being integrated into the group, and I felt defeated. One of the main reasons why I didn't go to drag shows was because I was FLAT BROKE. I couldn't attend these events as they were always or in a bar so you have to at least buy a drink, or had a fee, and I couldn't afford that.

We started doing rehearsals and I set up a discord server for us all to use and organize the said rehearsals. It soon became apparent that they weren't really serious about this group, that they were more involved in their own collectives and it was HELL to have at least one rehearsal a month. But we had a show scheduled for september, and half of the kings weren't ready, didn't know their texts nor songs. I knew it was going to be bad. Also we were confirmed that the gig was going to actually happen 3 days only before, because the people who said they were going to do the visuals NEVER DID and we had to fumble something quick so the event was promoted very fucking late and we weren't sure we could even afford to do it, because not many tickets were sold.

During the rehearsals I got singled out for everything. My voice was dropping because of the T (I had started 8 months prior) and I tried to do my best with the singing parts but got told a few times that my low voice would sound “weird” amongst the sopranos. Also, one of the solo part a king was going to perform was on a very upbeat music and he said we could join IF WE WANTED.

I said I'd pass since it wasn't my style at all.

And when we got to the venue, the venue didn't have any backstage and I had my solo part just after that, so I couldn't just stand there on stage and do nothing. The others in my group KNEW IT as they had performed in this venue BEFORE but just told me “oh, too bad, improvise something” when they were the same ones who told me that taking part in the number was not mandatory.

Regarding the other artists, man, I hated everything. I got misgendered constantly IN KING LIKE - I'M A DRAG KING FFS. Even by others in my group.

When I corrected another performer, a cis gay dude, he laughed at my FACE and told me “but you're trans aren't you like, against gender or something ?”. As I was pre op and still early in my transition I was basically outing myself everytime I told my pronouns and I got so many cis performers ask me invasive questions about my sex life, or being like “yeah I have a trans friend who goes by X but I knew them as Y so it's Y to me but it's not in a disrespectful way you see”.

So yeah, I didn't have a great night. :)

The cis kings called me “girl” or “sis” because “I'm one of them” even after telling them time and time again that I wasn't comfortable with that.

And after this quite disastrous experience, the same ones who called me “girl” and me got into an argument because they wanted to change a song about forced toxic masculinity which is an INCREDIBLY POWERFUL AND BEAUTIFUL SONG into lyrics to talk about femininity. I said that we could use another song then, because there's so few cis men singers who sing about being forced into toxic masculinity and virility that I found that a bit disrespectful to take this important message and make it about women and femininity. There's plenty of songs about that that we could use.

And now guess what ? I was a MEAN MAN who wanted women to NOT TALK ABOUT THEIR ISSUES because I was a very MANLY DUDE DISGUSTING MALE.

The same people who couldn't gender me correctly and called me “sis” a WEEK BEFORE.

So yeah, I got the fuck out and gave up.

I really wish I can perform again one day, but it'll be in another scene.

So PSA: book drag kings, because they are so underrepresented it's disheartening, RESPECT trans drag performers, don't but bioessentialism in drag for the LOVE OF GOD IT'S DRAG. Like imagine being transphobic as a DRAG PERFORMER. Learn the history. And fucking do better.

[rosesrotofficial]

Hello!!!! AMAAZZZINGG game you made, I love it so much, I'm pretty sure my friends are tired of me rambling about Ronin and Misaki for like 4 days straight.

I wanna ask if why Ronin made the serve? To only let it be a safe haven for serial killers? Or is there a bigger reason?? I could see him making it just to have fun, or because it was Angel's idea. But i NEEDDDD to know. Okay? Okay.

also, favorite animal for each of the cast? <33 (if not asked)

thank you so much! :)

ronin and angels are friends pre-server. essentially, ronin was talking to angel and telling her that he wanted to make "serial killers anonymous" because he thinks: a) it's funny, b) it'd be a chill safe haven for serial killers, c) it'd be a great way to fuck with people if he so desired.

so they did it! they got really into the idea and decided hey why not, made #introductions and introduced themselves, and the other channels and such.

but the server essentially de-evolved into ronin basically flirting with angel, angel flirting with ronin, so for (2) weeks it just became a server for them to Start Their Romance

misaki learns of this server around december time and begs angel to join. and here we are.

(but of course ronin and angel did not wipe their flirty chat history. oops. the server members tease them about it 100%.)

[internals1ut]

»»————> TKDB BOYS <————««

Pull Out Game

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Feel free to come and join the discord linked on @sn0w-games carrd

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18+/Nsfw/minors gtfo

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ Frosthiem:

Jin: He is too lazy to pull out majority of the time.. He will have his partner ride him and when he feels like cumming, he will just do it inside. Other times when he doesn't want to, he will shove the person off his dick, watch his erupt like a volcano. Anyways, I'd give him a 6/10 when he puts in effort

Tohma: He would rather be safe than sorry, so he always makes sure he pulls out when he needs to. But he will ask if the other wants him to cum inside or not... But he will ask in the most teasing way possible about it, almost like he is taunting the other. 7/10

Lucas: "Rest assured I will pull out" Said someone in my discord server. And it's all I can think of him saying. If he says he will pull out, he will pull out. 10/10

Kaito: Horrible at it. 4/10 for pity points for trying but dialing.

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ Vagastorm:

Alan: First he didn't fully understand the concept of pulling out. But once learning and after a bit of practice he got better at it. 5/10 at the start but then boost up to a 7/10

Sho: A pull out king! He pulling muffins out of the oven, so he got at timing these sorts of things. 10/10 would recommend.

Leo: Pull out game is strong, but only because his partner probably does or doesn't deserve his cum inside them. 7(?)/10

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ Jabberwock:

Haru: He good at it and if actually pretty fast with it too when pulling out that not even a drop gets inside. But if he is drunk, he is a bit slower. 7/10

Towa: Will pull out for everyone BUT Haru. He rather leave his seed inside his favorite person and not anyone else. ?/10

Ren: .. Weak pull out game. I am sorry, but you need those slime videos to keep him focus on pulling out on time. 3/10

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ Sinostra:

Taiga: What's pulling out? 0/10

Romeo: You think you are good enough to get it in? PLEASE 0/10

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ Hotarubi:

Subaru: He is sloppy about it, but honestly it's cute to watch him try. But of he locks in his pull out game is great. -100/10 points only because I still got hella beef with the man!

Haku: If there was an award for it, he would have it. Definitely will have it on his partner stomach / chest area, but he likes to watch his partner in a daze trying to look at the cream he made on them. 10/10

Zenji: If he could get it in without letting it fall through his partner then, yeah his pull out game is strong. Just don't let him get distracted by poetry in the moment. 4/10 because he is a ghost and can't get it in.

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ Obscuary:

Edward: He is a freak, he knows how to pull out. Sometimes he'll tease that he doesn't know, but he will always pull out. 9/10

Rui: Can't get it in, damn curse. 0/10

Lyca: What's pulling out part 2... 4/10 pity points he trying

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ Mortkraken:

Yuri: Claims he is a pull out pro. 4/10 you know he failed

Jiro: He tries but his monster in his pants gets stuck. He'll go. "Oops... I'll clean it up". And he will clean his partner up. 5/10 because he does try

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ Staff ( For Fun) :

Hyde: He pulls out right as he is cumming, but he doesn't cum until after it out and on his partner's stomach. 7/10 for being a tease about it.

Nicholas: Is about safe sex, he will use a condom always, but if he doesn't have one, as much as he hates to rely on it, he will do it. 10/10

Benny: When sober, he is about that sloppy sex, and will go asleep half way through. But sober, such a gentleman. His pull out game is a 50/50. So he makes sure to carry a condom with him because he also doesn't know if he'll pull out on time or not. 6/10 for the condom

Elias: I want him inside. ANYWAYS

He is one of the staff who is a pull out master. He goes off asking why not inside? It will save cleaning a mess later, but he will always pull out when asked without fail. Just let him get his tease in. 9/10

[idesofrevolution]

Precursor

"Jesus, Danny I don't know what the fuck to do about it, okay? He just fuckin' got me out of no where." Click, clack. Click, clack. The tapping of his fingers on the mouse and keyboard were the only sounds echoing in the dark room aside from his shouts. "Well, I how the fuck should I know? I told you I wasn't good at this game! You're the one who kept begging me to play it, and it's bullshit dude!" For a game that was supposed to be this fun phenomenon, 'Precursor' was proving to be quite a bit lesser than Greg anticipated. Danny had begged him for weeks to join the game and do a couple of rounds with him, if only to get him hooked. For Greg, a video game was like Civilization or Cities Skylines... building something great with strategy and creativity. To him, this was a boring shoot 'em up that had a steep learning curve, and it was grating on his nerves. "Well, dude I told you I didn't know how to play this stupid game but you wouldn't take no for an answer!"

Another red screen and the words 'Exterminated' were sprawled across the screen. Greg slammed his fists down onto the desk, spilling his Red Bull all over his lap. He threw his head back in yet another defeat, his seventh in the span of an hour. Looking down at his phone, the late hour had all but caused him even further grief.

"You know what, dude? This game fucking sucks. I don't know why you wanted me to play with you." Danny, surely kicking ass on the battlefront from somewhere behind his screen in Oklahoma hundreds of miles away, was less than enthused. "Ya know what, fine. I will do the fucking noob lobby, okay? I swear to God, though, if this shit doesn't get fun in ten minutes I'm loggin' off." Greg disconnected from his online pal and reentered back into the main menu. He sighed, how the fuck could anyone without a trigger-happy index finger and a desire to think about their options for more than a split second find this game fun? To him, it was all reflexes and no brain power. Clicking through the main menu, he searched for the "Noob" lobby in the available servers. He scrolled for an agonizing ten seconds of full lobbies before he gave up.

"Man, fuck this." He was a single moment away from clicking that exit button before his elbow slipped on some of the Red Bull that had spilled onto the desktop. His wrist banged onto the keys, leaving a string of gibberish into the searchbar. He grabbed one of his clean socks from the floor and sopped up the syrupy water and tossed it behind him over his shoulder. Whatever. Turning back to his screen, to his utter astonishment, the search for 'pjdkluyoikms' had come up with a single hit: 3/9 players in the lobby. Greg looked down at his phone again, 3:30 in the morning grimaced back at him. He'd have to be up in 4 hours if he'd kept the job he quit a few days prior, but with unemployment looming over his head the hours didn't seem so important to him. The game was known for being a time void, sucking in every available minute it's players had to use.

"Fuck it." He clicked join, and waited as the lobby began to load. For a second, his monitor became severely pixelated, but quickly returned to normal. Before long, he was met with the game mode selection and a couple of voices chatting amongst the static. Bruiser, Scout, Sniper, Runner, Bomber... He didn't know how to use a single one of these characters and in the back of his mind, he wasn't keen on being embarrassed yet again for another hour of failures.

"Who's this?" One of the voices from the ether bellowed out from his headphones, and for whatever reason his skin flushed with goosebumps. "Yo, new guy, did you mean to come here? It's a private server."

"Ahh, shit. I'm sorry, my friend made me buy this game and I don't know what I'm doing. I'll find another, my bad!" Greg scampered to try and just choose a character so he could exit out of the menu, but a second voice gave him immediate pause. It was unlike the other players he'd met so far, in that he wasn't a complete dick right off the bat.

"Nahh, it's cool! We could use a runner this round if you're down? We can take it easy, right boys?" His voice was smooth, chill, if not a bit high pitched in a tenor timbre. The guy could have a career in anime protagonist voice acting if he'd put his mind to it, Greg was quickly put at ease with just a single word.

"You think he can keep up?" the third voice, husky and deep questioned.

"We've played with worse, bro. Remember Clive before Mick got to him? We lost four rounds before Mick got it to stick! He won't fuck up, will ya new guy?" Greg nervously chuckled, knowing full well he'd be terrible in the beginning either way.

"Uhhhh, give me a round or two to get the hang of it... I'm sure I can do it. Nothing better to do anyway."

"That's the spirit! See? He's gonna be great. I'll get him up to snuff." A fall of silence came over the server, Greg shifted in his seat. "Alright, newbie. Just choose runner and I got your back. I used to main runner, so I can show you the ropes." Taking a deep breath, Greg clicked on the avatar for Runner, and hit accept. He entered the lobby, seeing the three players had already chosen their avatars. 1: lostdestiny (scout), 2: EdgeRunner (bruiser), 3: ironclad (bomber), and now 4: Greg (runner).

ironclad: I take it you're Greg, then?

Greg: What gave it away?

The three others chuckled, and the loadbar began to fill. Greg could feel the anxiety and anticipation grow within him. He was about to faceplant AGAIN, and in front of these strangers. At least it wouldn't be long until he'd be kicked anyway.

EdgeRunner: Aight, listen up man. I can't be a babysitter, but I'll be following you. Just do what I tell you to do and you'll be fine. You got this, man. Yeah?

Greg: Uh, yeah man. I'll do my best.

lostdestiny: Don't worry guys, he's gonna do his best.

EdgeRunner: Pipe down, will ya, Des? Fuck. Alright, here we go. Lay low and let them come out on their own.

The four of them were dumped onto the map, this one seemed to be some dirty Cyberpunk city in the rain. Sooner rather than later, it'd be a warzone. Greg sat gobsmacked, frozen in place as the others ran for cover.

ironclad: Yo, get to cover, they'll be here any fuckin' second!

Greg: Whuh.... What do I do, where do I go?

EdgeRunner: Turn to your left, there's a hidden door in the bodega. Hold shift and run. Go!

Greg did as he was told, holding down the shift bar and going toward the store on the corner of the street. He was unprepared for just how quickly he would get there, running straight into the wall to the left of the door. Runner indeed. Rounding the doorway, he snuck down the aisles, and up to the door. He burst in, plowing through stacked boxes and into the racks of the storeroom.

EdgeRunner: Aight, you can let go of the shift, bud.

lostdestiny: Fuck, we're so screwed. We lose out on this one it's on you Edge, and I'm not coughin' up a single coin.

EdgeRunner: Des, hit your fuckin' vape and keep your eyes peeled. I'll worry about the new kid. Greg, hang tight. Wait for me to give you a signal, then you run to the hotel down the street. Got it?

Greg chuckled to himself, he'd stumbled into quite the little gang. These guys were far from noobs, they were good if not professionals. From behind the closed door, he sat idly, waiting with bated breath for Edge to give him the unmentioned word. Over his headphones, he could hear the trio plotting as if they were soldiers planning their attack.

EdgeRunner: Iron, be position. They're gonna come barreling down that alley like a fuckin' stampede, so nuke 'em until I can get there. Des, they in sight yet?

lostdestiny: Just like you said, boss man. Comin' in hot.

EdgeRunner: Perfect. Greg. There's a glowing purple crate in the corner. Open it and pick up whatever is in it, and do it quick.

Greg fumbled over the keys, searching the dark room until he saw the glowing purple box hidden beneath a pile of trash. Clicking on it, the box opened, shucking all the garbage atop it onto the floor. Inside sat a strange green vial.

Greg: Its... It's a glass syringe? Glowing green stuff inside.

EdgeRunner: That's what you're looking for. Bag it and get ready to run.

Greg slipped it into his bag. The syringe showed up as 'upgrade' in the inventory, but no other information was provided. Usually, at least, there was some sort of witty description for the items in-game. Might be modded, he thought to himself, not that he would know anyway. He positioned himself by the door, holding his breath.

ironclad: Fireworks.

EdgeRunner: Now, Greg. Go!

His left pinky firmly planted on the shift key, Greg burst out of the door, through the store and into the street. Outside, a barrage of AI cop grunts were surrounding the building across the way. Pillars of smoke and fire erupted from bombs being dropped from the roof, a massive lug of muscle being the culprit with Ironclad's red tag hovering above him. From within the crowd, an explosion of grunts flew through the air, and dead in the center of the action was EdgeRunner, a maxxed out avatar oozing athleticism and strength with a nearly full level bar floating above him. Fuck, who were these guys?

EdgeRunner: Don't fuckin' freeze on us, Greg. Run!

Taking the hint, Greg bolted down the street, weaving past smoke bombs and gunfire until he made it to the hotel's revolving door, shattering the glass as he crashed through. Inside, three grunts stood behind the front desk, quickly pulling out absurdly massive guns.

Greg: Edge, there's guys in here, they got big ass motherfucking guns too.

EdgeRunner: Fuck, okay. Hold control, shift, and Y. Then run to the elevator. Do it before they peg ya!

Greg: Fuck!

EdgeRunner: Iron, toss a few into the hotel. Help the kid out.

ironclad: On it.

Greg could hear the whistling in the air of the incoming bombs flying toward the lobby. He held down the keys and ran toward the elevators as instructed. Though, as he did, waves of colors surrounded his avatar, deflecting the bullets as they flew before the explosions behind him came bursting in. As the elevator doors closed in front of him, he saw the XP points flowing into his bar from the dead grunts. The elevator began to climb.

EdgeRunner: Woooooooooo baby! That's what I call a bait n switch! Kid, you're a natural.

lostdestiny: Beginner's luck.

EdgeRunner: It's gonna be a second before that elevator gets to the top level. Regroup at the hotel, they'll be swarming him. Des, you're on the 99th floor, right?

lostdestiny: Best view in the city.

EdgeRunner: Keep watch, we'll be there in a second. New guy will be on your floor in a couple of minutes. Greg, let's do a one-on-one, yeah?

On the screen, a side window popped up in the bottom corner. Incoming call: EdgeRunner 1 on 1. Fuck, was this guy trying to video chat?

Greg: Uhhhh, I didn't know you could cam...

EdgeRunner: What, you ain't jackin' off are ya? C'mon lemme see.

Greg waited for a moment, nervous beyond words. Watch it be some 60 year old gaming in his mom's basement, was this really the kind of guy he'd want to game with anyway? The curiosity had only crept up since he stumbled into the server, it's not as if they were meeting in real life or anything. It's a screen. He nodded to himself, as if to give himself permission, and clicked on the accept button. In the corner box, EdgeRunner himself popped into focus.

Not what he expected whatsoever. He wasn't much older than Greg, maybe late twenties, early thirties. That was a relief. His room was shrouded in a blue hue, pairing nicely with his ID tag color in game. He was covered in ink from the forehead down, with white hair and a nice pair of pecs cropped just out of view. Again, far from what he expected to see.

"What's up, Greggo?" He smirked, as if studying Greg from behind his lens.

"Yeah... In an elevator. On my computer." Edge laughed, taking his eye contact away to refocus on his game.

"Playin' pretty fuckin' well so far. You sure you never played before now?" Greg found himself blushing a tad bit at this hunk of a man, alarmingly similar to the stud avatar he portrayed online. "Might have to keep you around if you keep up at this rate." The ping of the elevator reaching the 99th floor brought him right back into the world, as the doors opened to a tall, lanky guy with his back to him.

"Des, I presume?"

lostdestiny: Who the fuck else would it be? Mommie? Get to the loot at the end of the hall, fifth door on the right.

"Des isn't the sweetest fruit in the basket. Don't mind him. But get to the room as quick as you can, bud." Holding down the shift key yet again, though now as if it were second nature to him, he bolted down the hall, dodging the mines which littered the floor. "Yeah, don't be up in your feelings about it, but the upgrade is for you, kid. If I were you, I'd take it now while you can. Get you on our level quicker, if ya catch my drift." Greg didn't think twice. He opened the inventory, clicked on the vial, and hit use. His avatar quickly pulled out the syringe from off screen, jamming it into his wrist. The liquid quickly flowed into his avatar, but changes were slow. He arrived at the door, opening them to a boardroom overlooking the whole city, bathed in a purple hue.

Greg: What am I looking for exactly?

ironclad: You'll know it when you see it. Find it quick, they're coming up.

As Greg began to search through the shelves and drawers lining the walls, he was too preoccupied to notice the veins of black starting to flow from his fingertips up his limber arms. While he may have been too focused to see, Edge was watching eagerly in the bottom corner with a giant grin forming on his face. His little window closed, leaving Greg in his search.

lostdestiny: Incoming. Edge, would be a really fuckin' great time for you to pull some fuckshit about now!

Explosions rung out in the hallway, and an eruption of bullets soon followed. Greg felt the pressure bearing down on him, he felt heavier, as if the weight of the situation were sitting atop him like boulders. But hidden in the darkness of his room, the black veins crawled higher and higher, across his shoulders and back, creeping up the back of his neck, until he felt a pinch right at the base of his skull. Instant headrush.

The world got blurry in a mere second, his ears started to ring and his muscles began to pulse. Though, in that moment, he felt something else swelling within him: confidence. Control, Shift, C. The boardroom went blue, a glowing yellow aura radiated from behind one of the walls. Greg smiled, bolting to the wall. Alt, D, F7. The shelves shuddered, then slowly retracted into a dark void. The payload sat at the end of a long, dark hallway on a spotlit pedestal. Some crazy mechanical contraption, it seemed. Though he didn't know what it was, he knew inherently that this is what he was looking for. Just as Iron said.

Greg: Bingo.

EdgeRunner: Careful, newbie. Watch the walls.

A single step forward, and red lasers began to shoot left and right. An hour earlier, he'd be pissing himself on an 'exterminated' screen, raging to no one but himself. Though now, as he felt the energy coursing through his body, the corner of his lip shifted upward, his brows furrowed, and he leaned forward. Showtime.

Alt, Shift, F2, Q, L... the keys flew by beneath his fingers as he dodged, rolled, and lept past every sensor. The keyboard could barely keep up as his hands danced across it. It was an invigoration he'd never experienced before, an expertise he'd never felt, a self he'd never known. Every new trap before him was a piece of cake, avoiding them before they'd even triggered. In the span of fifteen seconds, he'd arrived at the pedestal. The Carpe Diem. A major upgrade, far above his current standing, but it would fetch a pretty price for the right punk. The massive implant somehow fit in his inventory, he was thankful he wasn't on a real job, lugging this around would have been a task in and of itself.

Greg: Payload in hand. Ready to get the fuck out of here.

EdgeRunner: Gonna be a messy exit, kid. You up for it?

Greg: Don't have to flirt that nasty with me, Edge. Treat me tender.

He spun around, leaping down the entire hallway in one go. Thank you Shift, T, S. The crew stood at the door to the boardroom, perhaps a hundred grunts firing everything they had not far behind. Greg looked at every corner, and realized quickly what Edge meant. He turned around, looking at the massive glass wall overlooking Sunset City. His massive feet tapped against the wooden floor beneath his desk, itching for the run he was about to embark upon, his body begging for the rush... his muscles aching for the wind on his skin. He smirked. No second thoughts, he burst through the window.

ironclad: Fuck kid! That's one way out I guess!

EdgeRunner: Bail, boys! Let's fly.

Freefalling, Greg felt the cool breeze of his plummet on the lids of his closed eyes. Soon, but not yet. He had a job to finish. Control, Shift, C. His fall became a sprint, every footfall landing softly on the glass below, looking 99 floors straight down to the pavement.

GreWind: WOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!

Exhiliration. Excitement. Freedom. He was free. Coasting on the diagonal glass, he surfed down the building until he came painlessly onto the sidewalk below, followed not too far behind by Des landing in a bush, Iron on his face, and Edge on his own two feet. The quartet sped toward the four bikes parked along the street, making their swift getaway. As Wind wiped the sweat from his brow, leaning back in his chair, letting the ripe waft of pits beam from his arms. Incoming 1 on 1 from EdgeRunner. He of course had to reem in the accolades, smiling as he hit accept. Edge popped up in the corner of the screen, beaming from ear to ear.

"Now that's what the fuck I'm talkin' about! That upgrade did ya good, new kid." Wind smirked, puckering his lips and blowing a kiss to his studly boss man.

"You can show me your appreciation later, babe. Worked up a storm for ya." Wind flexed his arms, licking the sweat from his bicep and running his hand through his bright green hair.

"Heh, yeah, you're gonna fit in just fine. This'll fetch a nice penny from the middleman. Now, whaddya say, Greg? Ready for the real work?" Edge winked and his window closed.

EdgeRunner: Rendezvous at Checkpoint's. Your cuts will be waiting for you.

Stormwind: Aye, aye Captain.

lostdestiny: Shit, you two get a room already.

EdgeRunner: Nah, you're gonna sit and watch me fuck him raw and nasty, Des.

Stormwind: Won't be the last if you're nice, Des.

ironclad: I swear, if newbie is gonna be cumdump, I'm gonna be on whatever job he's on.

Stormwind: Plenty to go around, boys. Better be ready to clean this dick and worship these feet. They run real fast for y'all and they could use a tongue bath, won't even need any poppers. Freebase, baby.

EdgeRunner: See you at Checkpoint's, Wind. Welcome to the team.

[sugar-soda]

How to care for your Human

Masterlist

“You have been crewmates with a human before, correct?”

Q'rell paused with her food halfway in her mouth, giving her cousin a confused look, “Yeah, I shared a workspace with two of them on the last ship I was on. Why?”

Dezen’s scales flared and he shifted awkwardly on his stool, which groaned in protest. The station they were on was an older one and nowhere showed it better than the tiny restaurant they agreed to meet in. The tables were sticky, the stools were uneven, the robotic server was unable to hold conversation, and the menu was unsafe for more than half the recognized sentient species in the galaxy.

 Both of their ships were docked for inspection and refueling, giving the two Kaxians some brief leave from their duties. When Q’rell learned Dezen’s ship would be docked at the same place at the same time, she insisted they meet and catch up. She had not seen her younger cousin in cycles and was eager for updates to tell their older family members, who complained of his lack of holochats.

Dezen took a sip of his drink before answering, his scales settling again. “One moved into the quarters next to mine eight cycles ago. She works in communications, I believe.”

“Aaaaand?” Q’rell drew out, digging for more. 

“I wanted to know how you feel about them, that is all.” 

She didn’t quite believe he was telling her everything, but answered anyway. “The two I shared a workspace with were nice. They got their jobs done, but were very boisterous and loud when off duty. They made a point to include me in their activities, which I appreciated, even if I didn’t always join. I still holochat with them sometimes.”

“Would you say you know a lot about humans?” Dezen asked. 

Q’rell tapped a claw against the table, trying to guess what he was avoiding telling her. “I would say so. Why? Is yours causing problems? You should talk to your captain if she is, I’m sure she could be reassigned, since you have seniority.” 

“No, no, no,” Dezen shook his head and flicked his tail in assurance. “She has not done anything bad. We have just spent a lot of time together outside of the group bonding activities our captain insists on, that is all. She has made human foods that are safe to share with me and insists on having ‘movie night’ and ‘game night’ quite often. She even learned how to greet me like a fellow Kaxian would. I would consider her a very good friend.”

Q’rell processed his words. Dezen had never been without friends, but he never had a good friend. No one was ever cruel to her cousin, nor was he to them, but she doubted any of them have contacted him since they have reached adulthood. He never was the last picked for Nakiball, their planet’s favorite sport, but he was certainly never first. When studies required younglings to split into groups, he would fit in fine when there were groups of three or four, but was left without a partner when there were teams of two. He never spoke of any friends or their antics at meal times. Their family could never understand why. 

To hear him talk about anyone outside of their family with such fondness was great news, and would certainly calm the fears of their family. She rested her face on her palms; a teasing expression on her face. “Just a good friend, huh?”

Dezen’s scales flared in embarrassment once again. “Yes, a good friend,” he hissed.

“Then what is the problem?”

“It is just that I am…concerned.”

“Concerned?” she asked, not believing him entirely, but indulging her little cousin.

“Yes. I have noticed certain things that worry me, but I would hate to offend her by pointing out something that is considered unremarkable or taboo by her standards. She seems to already know so much about Kaxian culture, I would seem ignorant and rude if I were to do that.”

“So you came to me?” Q’rell guessed that made sense. She was the only one in their family who had met a human before. Dezen and herself were the only ones in their family who didn’t stay on their home planet after they came of age. The first paint of adulthood had not even fully dried on her face before she had hopped on the first ship off world. Dezen had followed in her footsteps about five cycles later, purple paint now complementing his gray scales. 

“I tried to research on my own, but all of the information available conflicts with each other and I have no way to verify what is true and what is not,” he rested his head on the table in defeat, much like a youngling. “I know you have first hand experience with them, so I figured it was the next best step.”

Q’rell took a giant bite that cleaned her plate. “Sure. I’ll help you with your human,” she agreed. While she loved to tease, she didn’t want him to be ignorant.

Dezen brightened and reached over to hug her tightly. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” He hugged her so tight, he nearly knocked them both off their already precarious stools. 

“Careful! If I fall down, you’re buying dessert!” She pulled away and pushed the button for the server to get them dessert. When both of them had some sort of fried cake, she took a bite, then asked, “So, what makes you so concerned about your human?”

Sitting up properly, Dezen answered, “The patch of fur on top of her head, for one thing.”

“Her hair?”

“Yes, that. When she first joined the ship, it was a neon green, then it faded. Then when she came back after a refuel, it was a bold red, but then that faded. After that, it was a bright blue, but now that has faded as well, and I don’t know what that means.”

Q’rell remembered the color of one of her crewmate’s hair that darkened the longer they were in space, going from a light brown to almost black. “That’s easy,” she said, “Your human needs more sun.”

Dezen cocked his head, “Sun?”

“Yes, sun. Humans need lots of sun, that’s why their planet is so close to one. If they don’t get enough, their hair changes color and then they get sick. If it changes so often, she is definitely not getting enough,” Q’rell said sagely.

Dezen nodded solemnly, “I see. I shall invite her to an outdoor activity the next time we have shore leave,” he paused, then continued, “Are their claws the same? Hers are so short and dull, but they change in color more frequently than her hair.”

Both of her crewmates' nails changed color, but they had explained it was a form of expression. 

“Human’s claws are called nails, and the color isn’t connected to their health, it is connected to their emotions. When a human experiences a great heavy emotion, the chemicals that make that emotion can’t fit their brain, so they flood the bloodstream and eventually get to their nails and stain them. Since different emotions are made of different chemicals, different emotions make different colors.”

Dezen’s jaw dropped in surprise, “But they change so often!”

Q’rell shrugged, smiled, and took a drink. “Humans are very emotional creatures. It would be more worrisome if hers did not change.”

Dezen then leaned closer again. Q’rell leaned back in anticipation of the possible hug she would receive. Luckily, he didn’t and she was safe from being knocked off her stool. Instead, he asked, “Do you know which color means what?”

“Of course not. Why would I?”

“Because you are supposed to be the human expert!” Dezen whined. He laid against the table once more. Nearly knocking over their drinks. If Q’rell wasn’t used to the dramatics of younger family members, she would assume he was drunk.

“Is that all you were worried about?”

“No. Sometimes, she wears a sort of…face paint, during important meetings. It isn’t like ours. It covers her whole face, but it doesn’t hide her features but makes them-” Dezen paused, trying to find the proper words to describe it, “-sharper. More noticeable. Her eyes look bigger and her lips more plump. But I worry that it may be harmful, human skin is so soft and squishy compared to us. Surely it is painful for her?”

Both of Q’rell’s crewmates wore similar face paint. When she had asked one about it, she had told her about how she started wearing it in her youth and of how her father had told her she was too young to wear it, only for her aunt to teach her. The other told her that his grandmother had taught him how to do it and had bought him a vanity when he first moved out. While the family anecdotes had warmed Q’rell’s heart with thoughts of her own, they didn’t answer why the face paint was worn, so she had to do her own research on it.

“It is an ancient human tradition.” Q’rell said. “Humans originally wore it to harden their skin during battle. Like you said, they are so soft and squishy, so they needed protection if they wanted to survive. The very best paint gave their skin a similar strength to our scales, so that no blade could pierce them. Overtime, more embellishments were added and it became a sign of adulthood. Humans wear it now during important events to declare their independence and strength as an adult. Does she wear it all the time, or just on occasion?”

Dezen took a bite. “No, she does not. When working, her face is bare,” he said with a mouthful of food.

“That just means she trusts you, or at least the crew as a whole. She does not need to harden her skin because she feels safe.”

“So it does not harm her?”

“It shouldn’t.”

Dezen was quiet for a moment, then asked, “Is there anything else you know about humans you can tell me?”

Q’rell racked her brain for anything she learned from her crewmates that could help her cousin. “Humans value the exchanging gifts with each other. You said she made food for you to share before? You must do the same if you wish for your human to remain friendly.”

“What!” Dezen exclaimed, “But I do not know how to make human food! I can barely make Kaxian food. I just eat from the dispenser, like everyone else on the ship. She is the only one who actually uses the kitchen.”

“And the rest of you should be ashamed of yourselves.” scolded Q’rell, flicking him across the nose. “Your friend has put in hard work and time to share her culture with you and you don’t return the favor! Did our family teach you no manners? If you cannot cook, you can at least create. Sew, knit, write, something! And if you cannot create, there are others back home who do. Either learn from them or purchase something from them to share with her. Even if it is terrible, a kind, bad gift is better than no gift at all!”

Dezen rubbed his nose, trying to soothe it. “But it seems very…transactional to build relationships like that.”

“It is not,” Q’rell said. “She is not expecting you to give her something. But if you don’t show appreciation for her efforts somehow but continue to benefit from them, she will eventually feel used. At best, she will stop. At worst, your friendship will turn to resentment, she’ll transfer to a different ship, and you will never see or hear of her again.”

Dezen jaw dropped, "Really? It’s that important to them?”

“Yes. Have you at least spent time with her? Verbally said ‘thank you’ for her kindness?”

“Yes!” Dezen said, scales flaring up again. At this point, they were going to get stuck like that. “I’m not heartless. I do appreciate her friendship, otherwise I would not have addressed my concerns for her to you.”

“I know you care, but does she know?” Q’rell grabbed the edge of the table as she leaned over. Now she was invading Dezen’s personal space. Just as she did before, he leaned back as she stared through him. “So, are you going to get her a gift?”

“Yes! Yes, I will get her a gift, just stop staring at me like that!” Dezen pleaded, pushing Q’rell away as she cackled at his discomfort. 

Her laughter died down and they ate in comfortable silence for a while. Q’rell wondered what her cousin would get his human. A dish from back home? Depending on the dish, he would have to change some of the ingredients for safety, but she was sure that there would be reasonable substitutes available. Humans were adventurous with their food anyway. Maybe a blanket? Space travel could get very cold. Oh! A plant would be a good idea! Humans must like plants, their planet was covered in them.

“I think I will make her some of our face paint,” Dezen said, breaking the silence. Q’rell startled out of her thoughts, which Dezen took for confusion. “It will not harden her skin like her own does, but she could use it for accents and embellishment.”

Q’rell hummed, pleased, “Yes, that is a good gift. It pertains to her interests, and is something new for her to try. I think that will be a very good gift.”

The rest of their meal was spent idly chatting about other matters in their lives. By the time they left, Dezen had to go back to his ship. Q’rell insisted on walking with him to the dock. The docks themselves were already packed with his crewmates, who were waiting for permission to get back on the ship. 

“Dezen! Over here!” a new voice yelled out.

Closer to the jetway, a human was jumping up and down and waving an arm, trying to catch her cousin’s attention. Vivid purple hair was bouncing up and down with each jump.

“Come on. I want to introduce you.” Dragging her forward, Q’rell found herself in front of the human, who had stopped jumping at their approach. 

“Did you enjoy your leave?” Dezen asked the human, “I did not see you walking around anywhere.”

“I did. I was just glad they had a salon here,” she answered before turning to Q’rell. “Well who’s your friend?”

“This is my cousin, Q’rell. Q’rell, this is the friend I told you about.”

Q’rell waved her hand in the way humans do, “It is wonderful to meet you. I like your hair.”

The human waved back with one hand while fluffing her vibrant locks with her other. “Thanks. I was a bit nervous about it , so I’m glad it looks good.” 

As the human asked Dezen about his day, Q’rell quietly laughed to herself as she noticed something.

The human’s hair matched Dezen’s face paint.

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Hey there sex witch! This one might be a little bit out of your wheelhouse, but I don't really have anyone else to ask 😅 and this seems mostly relevant to what you talk about.

So recently I (a very shy person for a long time) have gotten pretty active in some fandom discord communities, and I've been making a ton of friends. Which is great because I used to have social anxiety to the point where I could barely talk to people, especially online. The problem is that my new friends are all VERY horny, all the time. Which, great for them, I don't really feel the same way. They're also very interested in ERP and other varieties of e-sex and often ask if I want to join. I really don't, but it's fine that they're into that. One guy in particular is really starting to freak me out though. He's a semi-popular creator and a mod on one of the servers. He's becoming a pretty good friend of mine and I play online games with him and others a bunch. He, like the rest of the crowd, is also very horny all the time. He often makes sexual comments about me, sometimes very graphic ones. Stuff like telling me to take my clothes off IRL while on call with him or saying stuff like "I want to fuck you until you cry" or just dming me asking if I want to have sex with him. Sometimes he notices that his comments make me uncomfortable and he did reach out to sincerely apologize for it once, but he hasn't changed his behavior a whole lot.

The big thing that worries me about him is the fact that he's 28. I'm 18, just graduated high school. He knows this about me. He does a very good job of keeping his server 18+ and would never make a sexual comment about a minor, but is still comfortable doing sexual things with people ten years younger than him. Another thing is that even though I've told him I already have a boyfriend, he assumes I'm in an open relationship even though I never told him I was. My boyfriend also says this guy kinda freaks him out and that he's a little worried about me.

I know that age gaps between older people can be perfectly healthy and problems arising from them vary pretty heavily from person to person, but I'm not entirely sure if this is ok or not. This guy doesn't want to hurt anyone. Have I probably just not properly expressed my boundaries with him? It's not like he's targeting me or anything, he acts this way with basically everyone. I'm torn on what to do, he's still my friend and I like him otherwise. Should I just keep laughing it off? I am uncomfortable but I guess it's not a huge deal to me. Should I stop talking to this guy?? Help??

🐟🐟 So I can find this quickly if/when you answer it

hi 🐟🐟,

this guy fucking sucks and needs to be banned from interacting with maybe anyone until he learns what "no" means. literally every individual thing you've described him doing would be alarming in it's own, but altogether this man is a walking collection of red flags. this is not your friend and this is not a guy who cares about your boundaries or well-being; this is a man using his fandom clout to sexually harass you (and likely others). him being ten years older than you isn't even really the biggest issue here; all of this would be shithead behavior even if you were exactly the same age.

get out of there, double fish.

[anim-ttrpgs]

I know ppl have talked about the monsters-as-disabled-people metaphor before but as a chronic pain haver I also appreciate how not only is the rulebook straightforward about how to create a disabled PC but actively encourages you to do so

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"As a new Faz-Trainee, you are mandated to be taught by our new and improved Helpi model."

In 3 Lives at Freddy's: Follow The Yellow Rabbit you will have a new buddy throughout it all, say hello to Helpi! He's a great conversationalist and a great source of information for your new job. He'll learn how to best suit your needs as he learns more about you, way better than any in-person job training!

WELCOME BACK TO 3LAF!!! With 3LAF: GOLDEN THREAD ENDING IN SEPTEMBER, ITS TIME TO TEASE THE NEXT!!! If joining a Minecraft Third Life server based fully on fnaf and a unique fnaf mod interests you then I'm happy to announce that Invites are open yet again for 3LAF:FTYR! Before you do ask to join or if you want more information then I do suggest looking at our posts for the first 3LAF (Introduction, Animatronic Reveal) and 3LAF:Golden Thread (Introduction 2, Animatronic Reveal 2, Structure Reveal) to get a good vibe on what its about, although both may have incorrect information as they are older! For FTYR we will be having a fun fnaf twist on the Boogeyman mechanic which will be explained in the next teaser more specifically!!! FTYRs start date is around mid-november to december at its latest and will run every saturday from 1PM to 6PM pst (It is that long so people can join late and or take breaks, you do not have to stay for all 5 hours and you may join late into the time <3) 20 out of the 36 slots are currently full so there is plenty of space to come join in as either a player, spectator or backup player, send me a tumblr message asking to join and bam if slots are up then you're in! A note for any players who are wanting in, you got to have a skin that is at least a little vaguely tied to fnaf and I heavily recommend making a character for when you play in sessions, a lot of players use this opportunity to do a lot of roleplay and make silly guys (I suggest looking at the #3laf #3laf-gt and i think #3laf art tag as there you can see a lot of the players FUCKING BANGER ART AND CHARACTERS I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH!!!!)

Regardless, thank you for reading!!! I am the sole modder that makes this mod so it's very very fun to be able to show my work in these silly little teasers, on a more developer side: Coding Helpi has been such a pleasure and such a nightmare, i've had to rewrite his code twice... the second time I fully coded his main system and as soon as a celebrated it all got corrupted... only Helpi got corrupted which was quite ironic. I'm giving this one an extra month and a half as I don't want to burnout on developing but I've been having a very silly time with what I have been coding, I'm very excited to see people go silly with all the new stuff!!!! <3 <3 <3

[shantismurf]

Happy 2nd Anniversary to the Bagginshield Book Club Discord server!

Last year we celebrated our first anniversary with a multi-week reading of The Mushroom Mine series by Chronoautical. This year we held a fun little game in March that we called BBCMAAMMMTTT 🤣 (Can I make a more ridiculous acronym? Maybe!)

The Bagginshield Book Club Member Author Appreciation March Madness Month Trope Tag Tournament was great fun and ended with a resounding choice of BAMF!Bilbo as our absolute favorite trope from all the tags of the member author works we read that month.

(Adorable Shimeji art by @lonicera-edulis )

What better BAMF!Bilbo work to feature than the stunningly unique and endearing "Child of the Earth and Sky"?? We will be reading the work and discussing it in the first three weeks of June 2025.

(I did some minor searching on Tumblr and learned the work was created by an author named LittleBigSpoon, who also made the amazing Pacific Rim crossover "I Sang In My Chains Like The Sea". I debated using the author's name as they have orphaned the work and did not choose to leave their name attached to it, but I am not certain that was an option at the time they orphaned it, and finding the author was very easily done, so I hope it's not inappropriate. I welcome any thoughts or discussion on including their name in our event!)

If you would like to join in our weekly discussion of Bagginshield fanfic, our regular story relay writing game, sharing your art or inspiration or just general obsession with Bilbo and Thorin, please join us! 🥰

[h4neypot]

first date – isaacwhy

pairing: isaacwhy x reader  summary: first date with isaacwhy full fic genre: fluff

You met Isaac at the gym, where you exchanged phone numbers and started texting each other for nearly two weeks. Finally, Isaac gained the courage to ask you out on a date.

It happened during another encounter at the gym. “Are you free Friday night? I’d like to take you out,” he asked, his voice a little nervous, almost hesitant.

Your smile widened. “Of course, Isaac. I’d love that.”

“Great! Great, great,” he said, fumbling with his words. You found it cute. “I’ll text you the details.”

“Okay! I gotta go, but I’ll be waiting for the text,” you teased. “Don’t let me down.”

“This will be the best first date of your life,” he promised with a smirk. “Just wait.”

Later that night, Isaac joined the Group voice chat on Discord.

“Yo,”

The guys greeted him back.

“Hypothetically,” Isaac began, “if you were to take a girl on a first date, what would you do?”

The voice chat exploded. Tanner and Larry started yelling so loudly that Isaac could hear them through the walls.

“Are you finally going on a date with gym girl?!” Nick exclaimed.

“Oh my god!” Grunk shrieked, flailing his arms dramatically.

“Help me, and I’ll give you all $100,” Isaac deadpanned. “Deadass.”

“Lock in, boys,” Tanner smirked, rubbing his hands together. “Easiest $100 of our lives.”

(It took the group three hours to come up with a simple dinner date plan. Tanner suggested a strip club, Larry said skydiving, and Isaac threatened to kick them out of the server too many times to count.)

The day before Friday, your phone buzzed with a notification. Seeing Isaac’s contact name, you immediately smiled.

isaacpoo: hey. dinner reservation at 7. i’ll pick you up at 6:30. you always look pretty so i’m not too worried about that, but dress fancy. i’m pulling up in a button-up. you: oh shiiii. am i getting wine and dined?!?!?! isaacpoo: fo sho shawty. see you tomorrow. you: see you tomorrow :)

Friday arrived, and you were freaking out. Your roommates helped you get ready—picking out an outfit, fixing your hair, and hyping you up. You felt a mix of nerves and excitement; after all, you’d been crushing on Isaac for weeks. At one point, you kicked your feet like a schoolgirl when he texted, “excited for tonight.”

When his car pulled up, one of your roommates shoved you out the door with a wink. “Have fun! Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”

Outside, Isaac was waiting with a bouquet of flowers. For the first time, you saw his face—usually, it was hidden behind a mask and sunglasses at the gym.

“Look how handsome you are,” you teased. “It’s a shame you hide all this behind your mysterious mask.”

He rolled his eyes, but his cheeks turned pink. “Haha, very funny. But thanks. You look beautiful.”

“Thank you.” You accepted the flowers, genuinely touched. “Is this all for me?”

“Of course. You wanted to be wine and dined, and I’m here to deliver.” He opened the car door for you, making you blush even more.

The drive to the restaurant was full of natural conversation, with soft music playing in the background. You’d always enjoyed texting Isaac, but part of you worried that the chemistry wouldn’t carry over in person. Thankfully, it did. He told you about growing up in Pennsylvania, moving to Texas with his friends, and his love for family. You shared stories about your childhood, your ambitions, and little quirks that made you, you.

When you arrived, he surprised you by rushing over to open your car door again.

“Chivalry isn’t dead,” you quipped, looping your arm through his as he offered it.

“M’lady,” he joked, clearly warming up to you more with each second.

Dinner flew by in a flash. The restaurant was far fancier than anything you were used to, and Isaac brushed off your surprise. “It’s no big deal,” he said, smiling. You talked about everything and nothing, laughing at each other’s jokes and diving into deeper topics. The more you learned about him, the more perfect he seemed—kind, funny, and genuine. Isaac was in a similar boat as you. He surprised himself with how open he was with you. Usually, on first dates, he put up a wall; after all, it’s hard to know someone’s true intentions with him, especially as someone with his popularity. From the start, though, he knew that you were genuine and with pure intentions. That meant more to him than you could ever know.

When the bill came, you frowned, realizing the date was almost over. As you walked back to his car, you blurted, “Want ice cream?”

Isaac laughed, his whole face lighting up. “Sure.”

“Good, because I’m paying since you covered dinner.”

“Deal.” He opened the car door for you once more, and you thought, I could get used to this.

After getting your cones, you strolled through the town together. Conversation slowed, but the silence was warm and comforting. Sitting on a bench, you turned to Isaac and burst out laughing. “It looks like you ate actual shit, Isaac!”

“What?” He panicked, rubbing his face like a frantic child, only to smear chocolate further. You handed him a napkin, still giggling.

“Alright, enough laughing. You’ve got some too.” Instead of handing the tissue back, he gently wiped your face with his thumb.

You stop breathing for a good second. His hand lingered, cupping your cheek softly. You both froze, looking at each other in silence and hearts racing. You know what he wants to do; he knows what you want to do. The silence is deafening as you anticipate someone, either you or him, to break the silence with the question.

Isaac finally caves.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes.”

And so, he leaned in. The kiss was tentative at first—nervous and sweet. There were no fireworks, explosions, or any movie cliches. It’s a first kiss. It was almost awkward at first; you know for a fact that Isaac was nervous and hesitant. You took the initiative in the kiss to let him know that it was okay, that you wanted this as much as he did. He got the message and started kissing you back. Slowly, it deepened, and you felt yourself melting into the moment.

You ignored the thought in your mind that laughs at the fact that you felt like high schoolers, kissing on a bench after eating ice cream. It was kinda cute how elementary it felt. It was reflective of the way Isaac made you feel: young and innocent, genuine and comfortable.

You were the one who pulled away first. As you two separated, a giddy smile spread across your face, joy radiating all around you. Isaac smiled back, and you felt yourself falling—really, really hard.

“Well, I can check first kiss off the bucket list,” you joked.

Isaac rolled his eyes but laughed anyway. You glanced at your phone and realized how late it was. Your roommates had been texting, asking for updates and making sure you were safe. With a sigh, you responded to them quickly, then turned back to Isaac.

“I fear our time together must come to an end,” you said with a dramatic sigh.

Isaac played along. “Oh, how I hate to part.”

“Such a shame,” you replied, standing up from the bench. You stuck out your hand, and Isaac took it, letting you help him up. But instead of letting go, he tightened his grip and slid your intertwined hands into his coat pocket, keeping them warm. You nudged his side, smirking at his (admittedly successful) attempt at flirting. He winked in response.

You walked to his car, where, as usual, he opened and closed the door for you.

The drive home was quiet, with just a few comments here and there. You were getting sleepier by the minute, especially with Isaac still holding your hand as he drove. The comfort of his touch lulled you to sleep.

You woke to a gentle nudge and saw Isaac smiling softly at you.

“Wake up, sleepyhead,” he said quietly.

“I’m up,” you mumbled.

“Damn, if I was boring you, you could’ve just said so instead of sleeping on me,” he teased, shaking his head.

“Whatever, Isaac.”

For the last time that night, he told you to stay put and went to open the door for you. He walked you right to your front door.

“I had a really, really, really great time tonight,” you said with a wide grin. “Like, really great.”

“Well, I had a really, really, really, really great time tonight too,” he replied with a smile.

You looked up at his tall stature, debating whether to kiss him goodnight. You wondered if he was thinking the same thing. After a few seconds, you decided he was probably too polite to kiss you again, so you hugged him instead. He instantly wrapped his arms around you, completely engulfing you. You stayed like that for a while, swaying slightly back and forth, feeling warm and safe. You inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of his cologne.

Knowing that if you didn’t pull away soon you’d stay like that forever, you let go. You took out your key and unlocked the front door. “Thank you for such a great first date. You definitely delivered as my best first date ever. Text me when you get home.”

“Thank you for the high praise,” he said, bowing jokingly. “I’ll text you, and I’ll see you again soon. That’s a promise.”

“Good,” you said, glaring playfully. “I’m holding you accountable for that promise.”

“Goodnight. Sleep well.”

“Goodnight, Isaac,” you said with one last smile before closing the door.

(Isaac felt like punching himself for not kissing you goodnight. But he also felt like punching the air in joy at the fact that you were quite literally perfect. He got into his car and instantly called the boys on Discord. He gushed about you to them the entire ride home.)

isaacpoo: i’m home!!!!! again, for the millionth time, i had a great time. i’m planning our next date asap. stay tuned.

YIPPEEE first full fic moment i actually started writing about you two meeting at the gym first and how he got your number butttttt that made it way too long so perhaps i'll fix that up and post it as a separate fic hope you enjoyed :3333

[gaydexvocaloid]

your covers have gotten me to start wanting to make my own.... if youve got any tips for a beginner it would be greatly appreciated !!!

AHH IM SO HAPPY WE COULD INSPIRE YOU 2 WANT TO MAKE UR OWN!!! I FEEL HONOURED 2 MAKE SOMEONE FEEL LIKE THAT…

ahh hmm okay so my tips may not be great at all, i didn’t really have anybody who knew what they were doing to help me, so this is almost fully self taught info ,, but from what i can think of:

so this might be obvious for some ppl but i went into this thinking i had to make my own song files- always look for if someones made a song file! example: VSQX is a file made for VOCALOID4, SVP is a SynthV file, UST is a Utau file, if you find a file that’s a VSQX but you wanna use it on SynthV ( for example ) you have to convert it to work for SynthV and vice versa! you can convert a file using this website: https://sdercolin.github.io/utaformatix3/ u have no idea how much we have used this LOL

if ur trying to find JP song files most likely youll have to find it as a UST specifically, since utau is more accessible ( free ) and has been around 4 agesss, if you can’t find a file on youtube, try looking on niconico! i’ve even had 2 find files thru searching on twitter or tumblr at times LOL but it’s always worth checking everywhere!

if you have a file that doesn’t come with harms, i’d recommend using harmoloid, it can make harms for you! https://sdercolin.github.io/harmoloid2/ personally i don’t know a thing abt how harmonies work ( how to make them ), i’ve tried learning but it just never made sense 2 me T_T so this is a lifesaver!!! it can take a lot of trial and effort to find the right key that fits the song but usually it ends well ^_^

personally i tried going into this cover stuff thinking “it has to be perfect, if it isn’t i have to scrap it” and u just,, can’t go into it like that, starting out new ur bound to have stuff not sound perfect or even great but u have to start somewhere, and i guarantee you will improve!!! you don’t need to know anything about music to do this ( i went into this not knowing what a BPM is or not knowing you had to mix stuff lol ) so go into it w a free mind! just keep trying, genuinely

for mixing tips, i’m honestly not sure- like all of this stuff i went into it winging it, but i learnt from help from others that compression is rlly important, make sure you always have a compressor on the vocals, reverb, n an audio balancer ( I’m not sure what it’s actually called- an EQ maybe?? ) but this stuff helps a Lot… i mix on bandlab personally ( it’s a free mixer but it does the job abgdjdhd ) and it’s easy enough to learn?? a bit confusing at times but if you don’t have the money to buy a mixer ( like mr broke (((me))) ) then it’s a great option

absolutely look up mixing videos, mixing guides, tuning tutorials, etc. some of them can be really hard to understand but just try anyway, even if you come out of a video thinking “wow none of that processed” you can always go back to it, it’d prob be much more helpful if you have anyone who knows abt this kinda stuff to ask about though

id recommend joining the SynthV unofficial discord server, they have help guide channels and channels to ask for help, and they don’t only handle synthv stuff they have channels for loads of other softwares too, u have no idea the amount of times i’ve looked like a dumbass asking the stupidest questions lol but! any help is better than none, even if u look silly, plus the people there are nice!! https://discord.gg/synthv

i really hope this info is helpful, if you want anymore tips i can try, i’m just not very good at wording things or thinking of the right stuff to say lol.. but i really wouldn’t mind trying to help more, i understand wanting to get into this but having nobody to ask for help T_T so ur not alone!! i bet you’ll do great w/ making covers, so pls believe in urself (: !!!!!