#next thing i know i gotta start from the beginning and give all the context for why i'm talking shit so my father can participate

[mishkakagehishka]

I was gonna start a post ab "i don't know what sort of codependent relationship my parents have" and then realised it's just called marriage

[barbiecrocs]

Macho to Mommy's Boy

Kozume Kenma

tags! mommy kink, praise, teasing, of age alcohol drinking, of age Kenma, blow job, hand job, mean Kenma, established relationship, lowkey OOC, sub Kenma, dom reader, mention of pegging, mention of marking, lowkey public sex (house party bathroom)

Sumsum - At a party buzzing with booze, he dares to ignore you—choosing pride over your peace. Little does he know, it's his peace that he was tampering with.

WC.1915

Barbies Note... Imma be so real and not even give yall an excuse as to why I haven’t been posting. Yall know I be with the bullshit sometimes so just enjoy the story.😭

Oh gosh, here we go again… Here he fucking goes again. Acting all big, bad, macho, and masculine to impress his dumbass volleyball friends once he gets some alcohol in him. For a little bit of context, you guys are at a house party right now and you ever so sweetly asked your boyfriend to leave because you were getting overstimulated. Yet, he hits you with, “Not now babe.” His voice deeper than it really is. His friends go quiet, knowing how you like to get down. The only thing that breaks the silence is the music as Kuroo turns it up a couple notches. Regardless of how awkward it is, you stand your ground, hands now on your hips with a sassy eyebrow raised. You can see him bite his lip nervously, but the alcohol that's hitting him helps keep the act up. Usually you'd pull him aside in the moment and chew his ear off with anger, but no. You have something a lot more interesting in mind this time. You were going to break him, so hard that he'll never try this shit ever again.

The conversation moves along smoothly once you leave. But to Kenma’s surprise the boys begin drilling him on how much he's changed.

“Damnnnn, Kenma. When you'd become such a beast?” Bokuto slurs, sipping on the alcohol in his cup, and gathering the attention of Tsukki, Yamaguchi, and Kuroo who sat on the couch. “I don’t know what you mean. It's always been like this.” Kenma banters, failing to stick the cocky tone to his words. In return he catches a weird look from Kuroo. His only friend that knows everything, but doesn't ever plan on busting his bubble. Tsukki chuckles, knowing he's gotta be full of shit. “Uh, yeah sure. Let's not forget about the anti-social hunchback creature you were in high school. Face glued to your 20th century Gameboy with your headphones plugged in to ignore all other sound. Trust and believe, we remember.” Tsukki gains a very subtle side eye from Kenma until the rest of the group joins in on laying it on thick. “Yeah, now that I think about it, you changed a lot after high school. Appearance-wise too. Your hair is barely bleached anymore, just the tips, and it's way longer now.” Yamaguchi adds, but before Kenma can get a word out, they begin talking about how much everyone has changed since their senior years. Reminiscing about the funny moments, volleyball games, going to eat out with their teams, and all of a sudden he notices that the attention is no longer on him.

He starts to come down from his social high and realizes how angry he might've made you and how he'll pay for it later. He lifts up from his loveseat, setting out to go find you only to be pushed back down by a strong force. He looks up at who is to blame and to his pleasure his eyes meet yours. “Oh, Y/n. Listen, I'm really sor-”

“It's too late for that now.” You scold in a heartless tone. He pinches his lips closed with his teeth, knowing how pissed you are right now. But what confuses him is why you squish in next to him with your legs over his lap and blanket delicately placed over the both of you. “You want to stay? Then we'll stay, so get comfy.”

—

Just when Kenma begins to sink down into the Lazyboy chair, he feels a hand rub his thigh. The action blasts him awake. His eyes dart over to your face in search of an emotion that might give away your intentions, but nothing.

He readjusts his legs in hopes to shake your touch, but you grip his thigh tightly to hold him still. The action is very subtle to the group, but it speaks volumes to him as he catches you in a half-assed smirk. “Stay still for mommy.” You whisper into his neck while tugging at the zipper on his pants.

—

Kenma's soft and breathy moans hit your eardrums as you stroke his cock and whisper degrading things into his ear with your head on his shoulder. Your hand moves up and down gently and delicately while rubbing his tip every time you reach the top, making his tongue roll out of his mouth. And there's a strong temptation to lean forward and take his lips with yours, but you don't want to draw attention to your actions. Even though there's a good chance no one would notice with the alcohol that's coursing through them. Hell, most of them are even knocked out with drool spilling from the corners of their mouths while the rest make drunk phone calls and texts to their designated drivers, or play games on their phones.

Turning your attention back to Kenma, you search his face for an expression only to see tears bubbling at the ends of his eyes and it's hard for you not to find the sight cute. If you were alone, you'd rip the blanket off, place his legs over the arms of the loveseat, and tease his cute little butthole until he cums all over his stomach. But sadly, that's not going to happen right now.

“Mommy faster, please.” He whines lowly, taking you out of your raunchy thoughts. To your dismay, he starts bucking into your fist and digs his heels into the carpet below for better balance and strength. “Last time I checked, that's not how you ask for things Kenken.” You whisper, folding your arms, taking your legs off his lap, and turning away from him. Unbeknownst to him, you had a fat smile on your face, excited and wondering what he might do next. And of course, his only course of action is the wrong one.

“No, mommy!” He whisper-yells, gripping your shoulder and you quickly shake him off, having to fix your face before turning back to whisper. “Well, you're just breaking all the rules, huh? You know not to touch mommy without permission.” You hop up from your shared seat and walk to the kitchen for a drink. You make sure to stay in his line of vision to tease and teach him a lesson. Just when you pick up a bottle of Vodka, a hand takes your wrist and leads you to the bathroom.

He leans you up against the bathroom door and sits his head on your shoulder. He moans into your ear, breathy and whiney just how you like it, “Mommy please, I'm sorry. I need you. I want you so bad. I can't take it anymore. I'm gonna go fucking crazy.” Fuck, he knows how to get you going. His hands are heavily placed at the sides of your waist with his knee brushing against your pussy. It makes you get wetter by the second and you bite your lip to stop a low and wispy ‘fuckkkkk’ from escaping your lips.

To get the upper hand again, you switch positions with him, pushing him up against the door while gradually sliding a hand down his chest to his clothed hard dick. An immediate whimper is pushed out his mouth and you can feel him rut against you again. “Don't you fucking dare unless you want me to stop again.” You threaten. “Or, maybe I should stop anyway. You've been a very bad boy Kenken. Giving me sass, rutting against me, and using your hands. If only there was some way to make it up to me.” Your hand unzips his pants for the second time tonight, but this is the first that you actually got on your knees. “Beg.” You say, kissing the tip of his cock and going as far as taking his balls in before you leave him hanging again.

That little taste of what's to come was all that was needed to throw him over the edge because from then on he completely breaks. “Oh my god, mommy please~ I'm really sorry for earlier, please forgive me. Please, please, please, take me into your mouth. I need it mommy. Fuck~” He begins to hiccup and the tears beading at the corners of his eyes finally stream down his face. Only then do you realize his physical state. His body is entirely reliant on the door behind him as he pants and whines. His voice comes out hoarse with constant cracks in it, and his eyes blink slowly almost as if he's not all the way here anymore. His hair sticks to his forehead and neck with sweat, tears wet his face, and his raging boner is an angry chili pepper red color with precum dripping everywhere. You finally give in to his delicious submissiveness and can't wait to see how cute he’ll look when he cums.

“Kenken, look at all that yummy precum. You want mommy to lick you clean?” He feverishly nods his head, even banging it against the door by accident a couple of times and a wimpy “pleaseee” leaves his quivering lips. You take him into your mouth once more, hollowing your cheeks to create a vacuum-like sensation to get the most of his precum into your mouth. Once you're done, you go back and forth pumping and sucking him when he finally begins to feel that growing knot of pleasure in his stomach. “Oh fuck! Mommy, your mouth feels so good around me. Don't stop.” He praises. Not only turning you on times a thousand, but taking you by surprise in how loud he gets as if you guys weren't in his friend's bathroom. ‘Well there goes all my efforts of being discreet.’ You think to yourself. You'd usually tell him to pipe down, or take a second to stuff your panties in his mouth, but you think that if you stop again for even a second, he actually might die. “Mommy, I'm so close. Please let me cum. Please?” He cries out loudly, hyperventilating, hiccuping, and gasping like he just ran a marathon for the first time ever. The pleasure has him on cloud nine and in a moment of weakness, his legs give out for a split second. He leans over you while gripping the sink for balance and a mixture of tears and sweat drips off his chin and onto your forehead as you pump his cock at a break-neck speed. “Cum for me Kenma.” You say mouth open and ready to receive his seed. “Oh shit! Oh fuck! Oh my god, Y/n! I'm gonna fucking- I'm gonna- Fuck, fuck fuck!~” He moans before going completely radio silent, mouth agape, and eyes rolled back as you stroke him through his mind-numbing orgasm. “What do you say, Kenken?" You ask as he subconsciously begins sliding down the door, but you catch him and sling an arm over your shoulder. “Thank you mommy.” He says, putting together his last two brain cells to sound coherent as you help his exhausted self limp out of the bathroom.

You guys walk into the living room where the music that was once loud is lowly playing in the background. That fact only helps you confirm that everyone definitely heard what went down a few moments ago. Well, not everyone who is sound asleep, but everyone who's pretending to be to avoid any awkward confrontation. You snicker at the sight while grabbing anything you guys left on the loveseat before your bathroom fiasco and head home for the night.

[theladybrownstarot]

How will be 2024 for you ? 🍷📽

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Pile 1. Pile 2. Pile 3.

Pile 1.

❥🍷 Hi namaste pile 1 ♡ lets being with your reading~

This year will lead you to achieve more with passion and hard-work that you will be showing and doing for same for your goals and dreams . I can see you all rising in your field whether be education , career or home in any context . You going to be highly confident in your strategies and planning . I can see job promotion or achieving any significant authoritative position only after you will show your real self and will take control of your life in your hands .

If you people used to get confused and stucked with your things then you are not going to be anymore now in 2024 . You are really going to dead serious about your goals seeing this year as one last chance and for this you are gonna do everything like you are going to see the very intrinsic things that you struggle within and outside . You are becoming more observative rather than a chatter box . You are going to maintain very strict boundaries for yourself likely we say buildling discipline and silence and leaving your all old habits you had and destroying all the negative and toxic ties with the people .

Some of you could be tarot readers or fortune teller or psychic and if you aren't then you gonna be in the next year . You are literally going to listen your heart and will silence the chattering of your mind . It's a strong saying when you listen to your heart you will never fear anymore . Start listening to your internal self and you will find yourself connecting your original self strongly .

Pile 1 it's your time now ! Just rock with your heart and claim what was meant for you ~

Pile 1 just because you are passionate about it it doesn't mean that it will be effortless you gotta put everything .

Some of you might meet your soulmates or you gonna start to appreciate yourself more if you didn't used to also you gonna enjoy your life more with balancing your work Family life is gonna be good too .

Pile 2 .

❥🍷 Hi namaste pile 2 ♡ lets being with your reading~

This year is gonna end an cycle and will begin the new one . You are going to have some strong transformations overall like from your appearance to mindset to personality to lifestyle like everything . You are overcoming your fears and insecurity . This change is not going to visible to others till you do something that makes them aware like oh is she\he we thought was ?!

You are going to be feel loved and cared about . You are going to meet certain people who are going to give you some valuable lessons. There is someone who secretly loves you and will approach you soon . You are going to show yourself with the kindness and compassion that was never shown to you before . You are going to do alot of good karmas by helping people but don't become so giving too .

Some people might be pregnant and don't worry healthy delivery is to be assured and good sex life too . Overall the year is gonna be very calming and down to earth . For some abundance in terms of money and looks is coming too . You may get more flowers or things to enrich your environment with positivity .

Some of you might get married this year soon like maybe in April or somewhere months around otherwise marriage is on the card so a healthy baby or pregnancy is to be assured . The left projects will give you success too .

The luck is on your side and if you had some certain issues with the people then go again and have a conversation because you may know more and will be able to stop this disturbance now .

Pile 3 .

❥🍷 Hi namaste pile 3 ♡ lets being with your reading~

You may meet your soulmate or you may connect with some old friends of yours in 2024 . I can see you having some good options in terms of career or love . I don't know but you are going to forgive some certain people who hurted you in anyway .

Man literally you are going to show tough love for your goals and you are becoming more analytical and practical with all things . I see literally a wash out of certain things maybe people you are having or maybe you wanna change your environment or companions so you may become particular with it but at same time you are going to maybe study some thing different than usual or may research on things more as a hobby and find something different .

If you used to be judgemental than you aren't going to in fact you will be accepting your flaws and of others too .

You are going to attract more opportunities in term of money or maybe you will change your job for something good . I see slow and steady progress in term of materials and physical needs .

If you wanna take some risk in you career than go for it and don't be afraid because you are going to blessed with best success possible just have faith your dreams and baby steps not fast please for this you need to meditate and contemplate about things too .

Something drastic change for your life is coming from universe so you are begin advised to surrender your life to divine an just do what you have too .

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❥ Here the reading ends! Do tell me by comments that how was the reading and did it resonated with you ?

[midnight1nk]

so if you wanna know...... I do want to specify I'm not done with the trilogy yet!!! it was Justice for All Last case. As in the Matt Engarde case. And... my god. I. This case was EVERYTHING (especially compared to the circus one, where I..... the age gap is so. bad. OUGH)!! Like it was hook after hook I was so hooked in oh my god. I know I said I already stayed up really long (I rather... not state my current time) but. if I went to sleep now my sleep schedule would get REAL weird again so maybe I'll. play more today. to keep me up until I feel it's right. BUT also like you've gotta get me, everything about that case locked me in so much!!! Especially with all turns which acted as hooks, first with what Maya, THEN Franziska and the whole last trial with Phoenix and Miles???? Honestly, even the ending. If not for um. god I know it's such a nitpick and I know that Pearl is a child but something about how she's very foward about thinking of Phoenix and Maya it's- it's not creepy, obviously. it's just REALLY awkward. Otherwise she was very very endearing, from the start.

Another really stupid note which, kind of connects to what I just said but. like. Phoenix and Miles is like the biggest ship for the fandom and like, it's crazy how people most bring up unnecessary feelings and I feel like with how much I've seen it by itself I almost forgot about the context. Because that paired with the whole. Especially for me was the part with the feast where Phoenix gives Miles the whip, because his internal monologue was like "I can't thank him enough with just words" and there's something so strong and emotional about it. The whole last part of the case and that scene is so much more to me than unnecessary feelings because that scene was simply a seed, which yes, is what lead to the scenes where they outright state they've grown to trust each other, now even on Phoenix's side. Mutual trust, especially such a strong one between the 2 is like such a romantic thing in every sense of the word. Which is why it's so hilarious to me that right after that scene Pearl speaks up I don't remember what she exactly said but it was once again connected to her belief of Maya and Phoenix being in love with I found so. so funny. Oh yes, after such a scene between these 2 very straight lawyers where my first instict was basically "You can't thank him with words??? HUG HIM HUG HIM HUG HIM!!!" Phoenix is once again brought into a "forced" heterosexual "affair" JSLÉKÉSSÉL

anyways any words for before I go for the last game of the trilogy?

[for the other people who are so confused, this is not the usual SMG4 stuff I talk about. But I do wanna make an exception bc (1) it's ace attorney and (2) I gotta do it for my moot :) if you wanna play the games, just look away from spoilers!!]

Oh, farewell my turnabout ofc ofc (seriously i'm stupid like that. i usually refer to it as AA2-4). yeah, we don't talk much about the circus case, except for the parts that do matter.

This case, augh it's so good! All its twists and turns, I'm giggling and kicking my feet rn. It gets you so invested and the inner turmoil Phoenix has is so complex, considering what happened in the first game and what comes next. Then there's Franziska, my queen. We all love her

So, fun fact within the AA fandom: whenever there's an assistant to the lawyer we follow, we call them "weird girl assistants" bc most of them are quirky girls that likely become found family for said lawyer, and we adore them for it. Such as Maya being a weird girl assistant for Phoenix, who canonically see each other as siblings. (It's not that Phoenix adopted Maya, it's that the Fey family adopted him LMAO.) This label counts for guys too, you'll see.

Yeah, we understand your nitpick about Pearls, which we collectively were like "she hasn't met gay people yet 😔" lol. But no seriously, considering what happened at the beginning of the game, it makes sense why Pearls thinks that way. And even more so in the next!!

And the heart of it all, Phoenix and Miles. Yeah, it's a big thing to bring up the "unnecessary feelings" scene, mostly as silly. Ofc YT playthroughs would be like "oh they're gay". But really, it is a lot more complex in what it actually means for their relationship and this case is truly the start of it all. Yeah, that's right. Their relationship gets better from here! You have NO idea.

This is why I love narumitsu (their ship name btw), it's the whole emphasis of trust the two have for each other. Perhaps they don't see eye to eye or share the exact same ideals, but as Phoenix said, with every punch he throws, Miles would counter it and he knows he will. That everything would be alright as long as the other is there, no matter what. "If anyone can do it, it's him" and that's what they hold onto. And yes, when Phoenix said "I wonder if there's anything I can give him to express how I feel", everyone has indeed shouted at the screen, "GIVE HIM A HUG! MAYBE A KISS PERHAPS?"

It's all about the yearning, and these two have so much that other characters (well, except for Pearl lol) are like "woah the tension between these two is SO high" <- no seriously that's a line in the actual series. I'm not joking. like seriously, who tf orders custom chess boards of you and your "rival"? that's right, plural.

Speaking of, it is funny to imagine Phoenix just staring longingly as Miles walks away, and Pearls immediately was like "uh. anyway." oh, Pearls, wait until you find out Maya is sapphic smh /aff.

Oh boy, the third game, what do I say? a lot of people have considered this to be the BEST out of the trilogy. I can see why, interesting antagonists and backstory. I'd like to say if you liked this case AA2-4, then you would love the last case of this third game. It got me very close to crying ngl (investigations 2 nailed it). Ah, found family at its finest. (plus, you'll see why I nicknamed my Meggy AA au "the Mia game we could've had".) I'll leave the fun to you :)

enjoy the third game, nicc!

[llyfrenfys]

hey hope yr good! was wondering if u have any tips on researching yr ancestry? diolch!

Thank you for the ask! I go about my ancestry research in a very specific way, but I'm happy to describe what I tend to do.

Researching your ancestry (or the ancestry of historical people etc.):

My number one tip for researching ancestry is having perseverance and patience in spades. It's important to know going in that you will get led up blind alleys, dead ends and amass plenty of non-starters, but don't get put off by this! In my experience, the information you're looking for is there, but you have to get real creative about how you go about finding it. Subscriptions to genealogy sites can be helpful too, but aren't a necessity if you're only interested in going a few generations back.

My number two tip is that in general, you will have more information starting out than you think you do. To use myself as an example, when I sat down to research my ancestry, all I knew about my biological family was my birth mother's name, birth city and date of birth - my grandparent's names and dates of birth and a few patchy bits of information about aunts etc. That was 3 years ago. Since then, I've been able to trace ancestors to the second half of the 17th Century. I don't know anything about my biological father's side, so my research was all matrilineal. Starting with my grandparents, I was able to cross-reference entries in the register of births to confirm I had the right people. Once you successfully do this, you can then start on locating your grandparent's parents. In my case, I went from knowing about 2 ancestors to 6 - adding in the 4 which are my matrilineal grandparent's parents. Then repeat the process as far back as evidence and records will allow.

My number three tip concerns the how of researching ancestors. It's all well and good saying 'confirm if X is the parent of Y' but how that's done is another matter.

Taking my own ancestors, lately I've been looking into my Irish ancestors. My matrilineal grandmother's maiden name begins with B [full name redacted for privacy] (naturally you'll need to acquire maiden names of female ancestors for certain bits - this can be done by speaking to family members if that's possible, or by ordering a copy of their marriage certificate. General Register Office index records in the UK will also display maiden names and appear on mainstream subscription genealogy sites). Having ordered my grandmother's marriage certificate and found her GRO index record, I was able to find her maiden name B. as well as her father's name. So then the next step is to find records of that name which match known details (e.g. the marriage certificate usually lists a profession, in the case of my great-grandfather, he worked in sheet metal). In order to identify my great-grandfather with 100% certainty, context like my grandmother's place of birth (Stockport) and year of birth (1950) theoretically places him in Stockport around that year (given 9 months leeway at least) - there's exceptions such as if a male ancestor died before their child was born or if they were never in the picture, but generally this is a rule of thumb. The next thing to do is find records of my great-grandfather in Stockport around 1950 - give or take ~10 years (this is more difficult with more recent ancestors due to census data not being available for most of the 20th Century yet). If one were to look at the 1939 Register (accessible via mainstream genealogy sites and in-person at Kew for free) a person matching my grandmother's father's first name, middle name and surname and who is married and worked in sheet metal is recorded in the same district my grandmother would be born in in 1950. A good start - but as with any good research, you gotta corroborate. In most cases, it would be fine to presume at this point that the woman my great-grandfather is married to in the 1939 Register is my grandmother's mother. However, upon checking the GRO Index of births, my great-grandfather and his wife's name do not come up when searching for my grandmother's birth record. Instead, my great-grandfather's name comes up with a different name. To be brief, the actual situation is that he separated from his first spouse before my grandmother who was born. Thus why his wife in 1939 *isn't* my great-grandmother. Upon checking the second spouse's name against the GRO index, my great-grandfather married her in the 1980s (thus legitimising my grandmother - one can only assume the law and taboo around divorce led to the delay in marrying his new spouse). Great-grandmother's name confirmed. So that gives me both my great-grandparent's names. But sticking with my great-grandfather, lets say I want to trace his father. Knowing more detail about my great-grandfather's later life means I can double check details of his early life. After having ordered his marriage certificate with his second wife (most certificates on the GRO are about £11 with second class post) I find out his father's name. Through that, I repeat the process above to verify and corroborate his father's details to match him 100%. Assuming by now I have my great-grandfather's parent's names through this method, I can locate his birth record on the GRO index and find my great-grandfather was born in 1912 in Liverpool.

And so on and so forth. If you're not in the UK you'll have to look up what resources (paid and free) are available in your country - but some records are possible to find online. My ancestors above were Catholic, so this resource was no use to me. But the Church of England Parish Clerk records for Lancashire are available online here, for example - with similar sites existing for other counties. Another thing is to make use of Boolean commands on Google. Typing "ancestor name" "[year]" "[city or town]" can bring up results - e.g. digitised books, records and newspapers in the public domain are indexed by Google and if you ancestor is mentioned in any of them, they will come up. This happened for me with an ancestor on my grandfather's side - some County Councils keep some historical records online and it turned out one of my ancestors had had sex with two men in 1769 (I guess it must have been the Summer of 69 tbqh!) who were both possibly the father of her child - the court decided they both had to pay child support to the parish (who actually raised the child ).

But remember that you can easily be led up blind alleys, so my biggest tip is still to corroborate and check your work as you go along. Like with my example, if I assumed my great-grandfather's first wife was my great-grandmother, I would have gone completely in the wrong direction. Historical records have a habit of being slippery fish so it's good practice to be critical of sources and make sure you're clear on the timeline of things. If you're using a paid genealogy site, getting things wrong or assuming things can affect other users (if they see your family tree and it has wrong information in it, that can mislead people down the wrong path as well). I've seen this mostly with North American users who might get a fact wrong about a European ancestor and will not notice, causing a lot of headache in setting the record straight. Carelessness from other users pollutes the timeline and can make it difficult for others to research an ancestor you have in common with them if you get it wrong. If you're researching an ancestor who is only a theory or a hypothesis, there are tags you can put on that ancestor's page which show they're a hypothesis/theory - which can really help others know so they don't take the information you have on the ancestor as fact. Despite this, still have fun with it and enjoy finding out more about your relatives - I hope that you're able to find this answer somewhat useful.

If you (or anyone else reading this) has any more questions, you are very welcome to make a comment or send another ask.

Good luck! Pob lwc!

[darkx-the-dragon-kn1ght]

Chapter 7- Part 1

So, first and foremost, the thing I alluded to at the end of last time: looking over the new Field Notes app!

True to Florinia’s words, the only entry we’ve got right now is Electric Terrain. Out of curiosity, I decided to count and see just how many Field Effects there are, I was expecting around 18, maybe a little more, about one for each Pokémon type, right? But…no- I counted a whopping 37 Field Types??? Excuse me??? It’s terrain effects, why are there so many!?

So, assuming I counted right, that’s more like…two Field Types per Pokémon type, plus one extra somewhere. That kinda lines up with what we’ve seen so far, that machine-type terrain and Electric Terrain both having an association with the Electric-type. But how’s that gonna work with types like Normal or Fighting?

But as for the app itself…

Gotta say, I’m not sure if I’m a fan of this layout? It’s a lot of colored words and symbols and lines, some of which is self-explanatory (green is good and red is bad and all that), but others…not so much? And the way the lines are laid out, I dunno, looking at it just…doesn’t do my brain good.

But there’s one other thing- see how some lines have a gear symbol next to them? Well, if you click on those particular entries, you get extra information, like so:

So that’s a little better, but the context/meaning for some of these other entries is just kinda lost on me. But there’s another thing-

“Comatose”? Is that a separate, new status condition, or is that just this game’s name for Sleep? The latter is a bit dubious, given the “Sleep” icon is shown literally at the top of the page and it’s not edited or anything (only reddened), but at the same time there’s no separate “Comatose” icon that’s also reddened…geez, why didn’t they just call it Sleep? Why give it a fancy different name? Is it even the same as Sleep, or is it different? WHO KNOWS?

Let’s just close out of this and be on our way before my brain cells protest any further-

Oh hey, the world’s not yellow anymore!

So anyways, onto the meat of this session. Our current team is good, but for facing a Trainer like Julia and her Gym, it can certainly still use some improvements, and I’m not just talking about leveling up. We need some more Pokémon that are equipped to handle Electric-types and Electric Terrain.

And so, this is the part where I make a confession. Before starting this play session, I decided to do a bit of...research. I knew static encounter (or “event”) Pokémon were common in this game- I mean, that’s how we got members such as Echo and Rain, not to mention that elusive Teddiursa. And, well- I was wondering if there were any I missed, aside from the ones I could already discern (that Teddiursa, the guy who wanted a Bibarel, maybe something with that lady with the Igglybuff).

So, as much as I’ve been going through this game blindly, I decided to make an exception here and look up any other static encounter/event Pokémon pre-first Gym Badge that I may have missed, so I can be absolutely sure I’ve gotten all the tools possible for this upcoming battle. Never let it be said I’m not transparent with my actions!

So, that’s what this first part of the chapter is going to be about- catching those unobtained event Pokémon, then building our final team for Julia!

Let’s begin- this is probably going to be the most educational this Let’s Play will ever be (until the next time I go hunting for event Pokémon, anyways). Gosh, I hope no one’s using this as a guide or anything, this playthrough is scuffed enough as is. There are better, more legit guides out there-

Anyways, we’ll start with a quick one. You remember that Rose Incense Xera got after defeating that one lady, Marigold? The one I put on Summer specifically to boost his Grass-type moves? Well, we have to take that away from him for a little bit.

Now with the Rose Incense in the Bag, we go up to the northernmost part of Peridot Ward, where that big gate is, and…

Oh? What have we here? Is that a hecking-

-creature??

Yeah, so…that Budew up there will only appear if you have the Rose Incense in your Bag. And I do mean specifically in the Bag, the game doesn’t count it if you have the Rose Incense but it’s held by one of your party Pokémon, which is why we didn’t encounter this Budew earlier despite having Summer with the item. Which is…gosh. Programming. Love to see it, huh?

Well, no use complaining at this point. Let’s interact with it so it can perceive the smell of flowers-

See, I could make a joke here about how Xera probably hasn’t cleaned up after like three days of running around garbage-stained streets, exploding buildings, and toxic factories, but like- we know it’s referring to the Rose Incense, so it’s a bit of a moot point.

Okay, I didn’t get to screenshot it, but like- the Budew didn’t just hop off the ledge to be caught by Xera, no no. It flew straight up into the air, off-screen, then fell back down, also straight down, right onto Xera’s head. Conclusion: this Budew can fly, no other explanation.

Well, regardless- we’ve got a Budew now! Congratulations Summer, you have a brother now! (He’s also able to have the Rose Incense back.)

One down, several more to go. Let’s move on to one I was already planning on taking care of, and that starts with going back to Opal Ward and catching ourselves a Bidoof!

I don’t even think we need to lower its HP, right? Just put it to sleep with Sing and be on our merry way!

A shame Twig won’t be sticking with us for the long haul, but at the very least, we’ll be able to train her up for a little while to evolve her!

I decided to swap out Streak to make room for Twig.

Anyways, right now the goal is to get Twig to Lv. 15, which is when she’ll evolve. I could use the free battle Trainers in Grand Hall (and we’ll get back to those guys later, don’t you worry), but…I don’t know what the levels of their Pokémon are, so I don’t know if I want to use them to train up a tiny Pokémon like Twig specifically, at least not right away. I’ll just stick with the wild Pokémon, that should be safer. Well, here we go!

One grinding session la-

Oh hey, the line for Dr. Pharmacist is shorter, that’s interesting.

I wonder if the dialogue is also different? It’s gotta be, right? We can take a quick detour from training to check this out.

Mmm, seems sus to me, but I doubt it’ll really be anything. What’s this lady got to say?

Alright, not much there…but what about from Dr. Pharmacist himself? Now that we’ve blown up a Team Meteor base, now is Xera cool enough to learn his name?

Next

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From the wip list tag game: I gotta know, what is "The New Magicians" series about?

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW EXCITED I AM TO TALK ABOUT THIS

Okay okay so. Context: When I was in 5th grade, I had a really distinct way of doing warm-up drawings, where I would scribble all over the page and then find figures in the lines and color them. During this, I somehow wound up with 4 characters that kept appearing in these warm-ups.

So I started drawing them more and more, and eventually these random doodles spawned a story in my head. Also, I was dedicated to the idea for making books targeted for my age group that were also not as "easy" to read (I was a very pretentious child, if you can't tell). But I wanted them older because I was sick of protags that were ten years old. SO I MADE THEM 14 YEARS OLD.

Anyways, this series has evolved into a story that is near and dear to my heart. The three MCs are still 14 years old (one just turned 15), but the story follows them as they start high school and adjust to that reality as well as being constantly summoned to the world on the other side of the curtain where magic is the norm.

(I'll go more in depth below the cut, if this sounds at all interesting. Also there are a lot of extreme spoilers down there just because yes. It's a fantasy story and them discovering magic isn't really a twist at this point haha)

The main characters are Cori Whimsinberg (she/her, 14 y/o), Esmee Platt (she/her, 15 y/o), and Trevelle Wickerson (she/her, 14 y/o). I have not drawn them in FOREVER but here's a really old ref I made:

(Left to right: Esmee, Trevelle, and Cori)

The story basically kicks off when Cori finds (and puts on) a cursed ring. This triggers her magic early, and she grows fairy wings (I swear this has proper lore to explain it), which in turn also triggers an early manifestation of Trevelle's magic. Esmee, feeling left out (as she has since the beginning because Cori and Trev have known each other since they were toddlers while they just met Esmee) has a bit of a meltdown and winds up getting accidentally kidnapped by an evil enchantress.

AND THEY ALL END UP SEPARATED IN THE MAGICAL WORLD! And so our side characters come in.

Cori meets a shapeshifter named Pachir (she/he/it, 14 y/o), Trevelle meets a sprite named Cythis (he/him, 15 y/o), and Esmee meets a Merrow creature named Karales (he/him, 168 y/o). They also get help from another shapeshifter named Knem (he/him, 18 y/o). (Pachir is the 4th character that kept appearing in my warm-up doodles.)

And then of course things get chaotic. But, as the hero's journey dictates, they all get back home safely until the start of the next book in the story.

One of the reasons this story is still so near to my heart is that these were technically my first OCs. My first written stories were about them. Everything started with them.

Also, the story has a lot of rep that I wasn't seeing at all in the stories I read back when I created these characters. Esmee's dad and brother are Deaf, so she knows ASL. Cori lives with her single mom after her dad passed, and the story does talk about this grief processing that she has been going through. Trevelle is a "tomboy" character and she is faced with a lot of challenges when high school starts and she is stuck on that gender divide. Cythis's parents are divorced, and he has to deal with that stigma in his culture.

When I revisited the story and was rewriting things around the time I was figuring out my identity, it occurred to me how much ace coding I had put into this story, as well as neurodivergent coding. This story helped me understand a lot about myself when I realized that there was only 1 (very forced) romantic subplot. I've kept that subplot because it explores other things I want to explore.

ANYWAYS! I'd happily talk more about these character but my break is almost over and I've gotta go give a presentation for a class. Here's a bonus for reading this far:

Some really old art of these characters and the sketch of the (also really old) redraw.

[dragon-susceptible]

The Chasing Shadows stories from Reflections specifically mentions another random dark mage that Rayla encountered in her quest to track down Viren.

Skor's going to have a good heart-to-heart with Callum where he explains what happened, and Callum is going to have a good conversation with Amaya, before they come into close contact again, at least, and it won't be for a while.

To be fair, Avizandum has been king of the dragons for a long enough time they should probably remember his name. He was one of the ones who worked with the Orphan Queen, remember, so like. They did have the name at some point. People down the line between her and Harrow just decided it wasn't worth remembering, which is rude af.

Having not seen Wicked, I will take your word for it lol

She did even XD

We did not get an explanation of who the Jailer was, but I do find it interesting that she's described as a human mage on the wiki but not a dark mage. So she was using magic like the primal stones, magical artifacts, for her power. She also had some connection to the Orphan Queen, i would guess? Since she was there to help imprison Aaravos after the Orphan Queen uncovered his treachery. I wonder if Sarai and Amaya (and by extension Callum and Ezran) were descendants of hers, and that's why Ezran is so special. He's where the bloodlines of the Orphan Queen and the Jailer finally crossed.

Yeahhh Skor's having a time of it.

I mean yeah, old white man in a position of power with a wheedling voice gives me bad vibes too, but you gotta remember Harrow knew him as a young, ambitious man with a lot of cheer who was an absolute nerd who was always carrying stacks of books around.

I also think it's suspicious that Viren and Sarai were thrown from the same horse, with him between her and the dragon tail that impacted them, and she was in full armor with him in his pretty courtier's robes, and yet somehow she takes the fall so hard she dies but he gets out barely scraped? Suspicious as all hell. Also the way the screen just goes black when he narrates her death instead of just fading back to the present or something. Plus! Amaya canonically stopped being friends with him after that! And started warning people not to trust him! I know in my heart she also thinks Viren killed her sister but she knows Harrow doesn't believe it. (also nah I'm not a girl but I'm queer as hell and don't mind it as slang either, I just saw on your blog page that you also are not and wanted to make it clear I was using it as slang not addressing you lol)

Also like. The "Know your place - right here. On. Your. Knees." was a hell of a scene for those of us who saw Viren's gay obsession from the beginning. Harrow knew about Viren's little gay thing for him. Realized it had turned into an unhealthy obsession. Finally responded to it in a way that they both knew he never would if he was actually receptive. And it burned Viren to kneel in that context. And the next time Viren goes to see him he betrays him. Funny how that worked out. Harrow really should have had a backbone with his friend a long-ass time ago.

Yeah I'm running with the theory.

Callisto's got their own issues but their habit of keeping everything at an emotional arm's length is doing them a favor with discussing this.

I'm thinking Corvus might get captured at the Moon Nexus same as canon, though it kinda bums me out that I won't get him with the group for very long that way. He'll then escape and instead of going after the boys, when he realizes Soren and Claudia were sent after him In Gren's Place, he'll go back to tell Amaya the truth and free Gren. That's the tentative thought anyway.

Mmm, while the switching POVs mid-scene (or more accurately, writing in a way that knows both characters' full thoughts) is something that can be done, it is not something that I can do well. I'll figure it out. I'll probably start with Runaan's POV, and I'll revisit Skor's after he's had some time to work things out and calm down.

Different Path Taken Ch18 P1: Lord Virus

Am I embracing the old fandom meme of refusing to use Lord Viagra's actual name because I think it's funny? Yes. Is it actually at least partially because I couldn't fucking spell it for a second in that title? Absolutely yes. Here have a section from the next chapter featuring the remaining adult elves (as Ram's with the kids) questioning Corvus about Lord Villain.

“It was a position King Harrow invented for him - as I understand it they were friends in their youth.” Corvus recited, and Andromeda tilted her head as she watched him go over the information.  He’d tried to bargain a little, but he caved the moment Runaan had pressed him about it. “He wasn’t highborn, but most of King Harrow’s Council aren’t.  Neither was Queen Sarai.  Lord Viren was a mage before he took the position, but I don’t know who he studied with or where.”

Interesting.  So dark magic wasn’t something readily found in Katolis, or at least wasn’t prominent enough to guess where a master studied.  That made sense with the relatively few dark mages they encountered near the border.  Andromeda glanced over at Skor for his reaction, and caught him scowling at the human’s shoulder.

Ah, yes.  Corvus was sent by General Amaya, so Skor’s hackles would be up automatically.  She didn’t know exactly what had happened to him, but the loss of his voice was a scar not easily forgotten.

“He’s - he was one of the king’s closest advisors.” Corvus continued. “He was said to be the closest, before Prince Harrow married Crownguard Sarai, and after she was killed in Xadia by Thunder.”

“Avizandum.” Runaan interrupted, arms folded, face darkening in response to the name.  Andromeda winced at it too.  When Corvus paused, Runaan said coolly, “The dragon king.  His name was Avizandum.”

Corvus’ eyes flickered to her and to Callisto, and Andromeda wasn’t sure what he saw in their faces when he nodded carefully. “Avizandum.  I’m sorry, I just - we don’t know.”

Callisto’s lip curled. “You don’t even know his name, but your people killed him at the foot of his own den.” They sneered softly. 

“He killed Queen Sarai,” Corvus countered, frowning back bravely. “Did you expect that act of violence to go unanswered?”

“He killed your queen after an unprovoked attack on the border!” Callisto said incredulously. “What were you expectin’ the reaction to be?”

“It wasn’t -” Corvus grimaced. “I can’t say that the mission was provoked by Xadia, but it wasn’t reasonless.  Katolis and Duren had been suffering a drought that had left our kingdoms starving.”

“And your solution was to kill some innocent creature on the border?” Callisto challenged.

Corvus took a deep breath and met their gaze evenly. “Lord Viren found a spell he could use to bring warmth and rain back to the kingdoms, allowing us to grow enough food to save a hundred thousand souls that would otherwise have starved to death that winter.  It . . . required the heart of the magma titan to cast it.  It was dark magic, and Queen Sarai disliked the idea, but . . . it saved the lives it was meant to save.” He looked up at Runaan bravely. “As assassins I imagine you understand the logic of taking one life in defense of many.”

Runaan tilted his head at him, and Andromeda’s eyes widened at the daring.  Privately, she had to concede he had a point, but . . . dark magic wasn’t as clean as a simple killing.

“Dark magic is not the same as death itself.” Runaan put her thoughts into words with a voice that was deadly soft. “It is a poison that eats away at the users and drains the lives of those around them, sacrificing innocents for power that isn’t yours to take.  It spreads like a plague wherever it touches and all bleeds back to its original source, feeding an evil much deeper, much darker than you know.  So no, what we do is not the same, and Katolis of all the human kingdoms should know this.  But if you have forgotten your own history, that is likely the fault of recordkeepers generations behind you who have failed you.” 

Corvus frowned deeper as he sat back in his seat. “Why would Katolis know better than the other human kingdoms?  What deeper evil gave rise to dark magic?” He wanted to know.

Runaan did not answer him. “Lord Viren, tracker.  You were saying he found this spell that prompted the attack?”

Though the human looked somewhat frustrated by Runaan’s refusal to answer his questions, he sat deeper in his place and nodded. “Queen Sarai was . . . displeased by the idea.  She and General Amaya have never agreed with the use of dark magic.”

Skor scoffed loudly from the other side of the cave, but when they all looked at him he waved a hand dismissively rather than bothering to answer.  He sneered in silence at the tracker. 

Corvus pursed his lips and kept talking. “They’ve always said that it’s a shortcut, and shortcuts are bound to have consequences.” He shrugged. “I guess they were right.  General Amaya - no one knows what exactly happened across the border, except the soldiers who were there.  I wasn’t, I was - too young.  But ever since Queen Sarai’s death, the general has said Lord Viren isn’t to be trusted.  That no matter how helpful he seems, and he may be helpful for years on end, he will one day stab you in the back.  I’ve never properly spoken to him myself, I’ve only met him a handful of times and kept my distance per her advice.”

“So why does the king trust him so?” Runaan asked, brows furrowing, as a thought began to take root in Andromeda’s mind.

Corvus shrugged helplessly. “He is the king’s oldest friend.  Why wouldn’t he?  As far as he is aware, Lord Viren’s never betrayed him.  The queen died in rescuing him from the - the dragon king.”

“You said he was the king’s closest advisor both before his marriage and after the death of his wife?” Andromeda asked thoughtfully, tapping the fingers of her good hand against her own lips as her thoughts came to a full theory.

Corvus nodded. “Yes.  At one time he was friends with both the queen and the general, but after the queen’s death . . .”

“No one else witnessed the queen’s death?”

“. . . No.”

Andromeda looked at Runaan. “Perhaps the dragon king isn’t the one who killed their queen at all.”

Runaan frowned, sitting back on his heels. “Why stop there, then?” He asked. “If he seeks power, why wait until his friend married, and then only kill the wife, if he was the closest thing the king had to family before this?”

“He wasn’t in line for the throne directly,” Corvus said quickly. “And he never will be.  That claim is hereditary, tracked through the bloodline.  King Harrow married Crownguard Sarai when he was still a prince, anyway, and he only took the throne shortly after Prince Ezran was born ten years ago.”

“Still, why wait ten years?” Runaan pointed out. “If he was likely to be chosen as regent for the boy, once he was born . . . ?”

“Unless it wasn’t just power he wanted,” Andromeda pointed out, and all of the men looked at her in confusion.  Dawning realization spread across Runaan’s face first. “What if it wasn’t just about the throne?  If he was so close to the king . . .” Skor and Corvus’ eyes widened next.

Callisto was still squinting in confusion. “What exactly are you gettin’ at?”

She resisted the urge to taunt them about it. “Perhaps his interests in the king weren’t strictly political, is all I mean.”

“They were both married at different points,” Corvus said hesitantly. “And Lord Viren was married first, as I understand it.  I don’t know exactly what happened to his wife, all the general ever says is that she vanished many years ago when their children were very small.”

“Vanished?” Andromeda echoed, grimacing as her stomach twisted unpleasantly at the implications of that. 

“Voluntarily,” Corvus said quickly. “At least from what we know, she just left without much of a warning or an explanation.”

“Doesn’t disprove my point, then,” She said, though she still grimaced at the very concept of being willing to abandon her children entirely, even with their father. “They both sought other relationships, but he wanted his control over the king, and his wife eventually realized she could not compete with that desire.  She leaves, the king marries and starts to drift away from his influence.  Perhaps he didn’t orchestrate the attack to get the queen killed, specifically, but when he sees a chance to get rid of her without suspicion, he takes it.”

Runaan grunted. “Seems he didn’t quite manage without suspicion, if what Corvus says about his general’s thoughts is true.”

Andromeda nodded to concede the point. “Still, the king is fooled.  So he regains his influence over the king for a few years . . .”

“So why is the king dead now?” Callisto asked, frowning. “If we follow that reasoning, there’s no reason for him to have died that night if we didn’t do it.”

Andromeda shook her head. “I don’t know.  It has to have something to do with the death of the dragon king and the egg.  Something about those events a few moons ago changed things on both sides of the border.  And if the attack was meant to be vengeance for the queen, why wait as long as they did for that?  The attack that led to her death was years ago.”

“Only King Harrow and Lord Viren crossed the border for that.” Corvus said carefully. “It wasn’t a mission known to most of the kingdom until it was too late to stop them.  Assistance from the Standing Battalion was turned away.”

“So he whipped the king up into a vengeful fury again.” Andromeda said, dread settling deep in her stomach as it all fell into place with Ram’s suspicions. “He leads the king across the border to respond with sudden vitriol to a death that happened years in the past, and they use the chance to steal the egg of the dragon prince and leave the dragons believing it was dead.”

Runaan’s hand was over his mouth with deep thought and he moved it to rumble, “The egg was not all that was stolen.” He glanced over them all seriously. “The queen did not give me a list, but she mentioned many things from her nest and her hoard were missing.  The dragons do not keep many artifacts that are not of great power or significance in their den.”

“So this all was a power grab.” Andromeda said softly. “Get the dragon king out of the way using the human king’s rage, get the egg, get whatever other power he can gather up . . . but why not reveal he has the egg?  Why keep that a secret?”

“King Harrow was usually a kind man,” Corvus said carefully. “It’s . . . he wanted revenge, but no one knew about the egg being stolen until now.  No one, I swear on my mother’s life, no one on this side of the border that I know of knew that the egg was here.  I somehow don’t think King Harrow was on the short list that did know.  He wouldn’t have approved of taking a child - or, close enough to one - from its mother, for no reason.”

Runaan narrowed his eyes. “But you could think of a reason he might justify it.”

“If he thought the mother was harming them.” Corvus replied immediately, and shrugged when they all looked at him.

Andromeda cut off the tangent before it could get further, outlining the theory once again as it took place in her mind. “So something triggers the mage to want more power from Xadia - dark magic alone could do that.  He whips the king up into a rage, comes to the dragons for another power grab.  The king grows suspicious in the wake of the attack, presumably realizing he’s taken more than just the life of the dragon king that they attacked for.  The mage loses influence over the king, we come to kill him . . .” She trailed off with a frustrated scoff. “It still doesn’t make sense that he would kill the king if he’s kept him alive this long, unless something else happened that we don’t know about.”

“It could be as simple as you say,” Runaan pointed out. “He lost control, the general’s distrust filtered through the king’s freshened grief and Harrow grew suspicious of the mage.  On top of that, we know Ezran fears him.  He won’t be able to manipulate the boy the way he can the father, if Ezran takes the throne.  So he has to take control now, before Ezran is old enough to take it from him.”

It was true.  Ezran had confessed before that he disliked Lord Viren, and was intimidated even by his ‘friend’, Claudia, the other dark mage like her father.  Animals were unsettled by the air of dark magic and that made the boy just as unsettled, and Lord Viren had been rather openly cruel to his own son. 

“There’s still something missing,” Callisto said slowly. “We’re theorizin’ things to fill in the blank of why the king is dead now.  But as for everything that led up to that night . . . it all does fall a little too well into place if the mage is playin’ us all for fools.”

Runaan hummed an agreement. “What about you, Corvus?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at the tracker. “Where do you fall in your loyalties, and why?”

[theres-an-impulstor-among-us]

Last Life session 2 out of context

transcript under the cut:

Impulse: Usually in the beginning of these sessions, not a lot is happening, so I don't think I'm really gonna miss out on much. *montage of death messages in chat during the time Impulse is caving underground* Impulse: Oh.

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Mumbo, about Grian, Martyn, and Impulse: *laughs* I'm trying to record my intro and these guys are just stood over there staring at me. It's making it so difficult to do!

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Lizzie: Never trust a man, that's what I always say. Or at least that's what I say from now on, now that my marriage has been ruined by a man.

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Impulse: We've made it back to the surface and I have no idea where I am.

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Etho, placing blocks around Cleo: Wait a second- There we go. Cleo: *laughs* Etho: You got a little bit of- Bdubs: Perfect, perfect!

... Jimmy: We don't- No, save [the piglin brute]. Martyn: Oh, he fell by himself. Jimmy: Did he just jump off? Martyn: What an idiot. Jimmy: Aww, bless him.

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*Skizz and Tango jump on their bed, making funny sound effects and laughing*

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Mumbo: Look, while the sun's setting. It's quite cinematic really, to be honest with you guys. Jimmy: Yeah, it's a moment. *pause* Mumbo: D'you wanna kiss?

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Scar: *gasps* Oh no! What in the world?! *laughs* I just did a wheelie in my wheelchair!

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Mumbo: I- I'm currently... on fire on my screen.

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Ren: I have an anvil. *long, awkward pause* Lizzie: Ahh. Ren: It's a good thing to have.

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Mumbo, sadly, zooming in on Martyn's face: Aha.

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Scott: There's Joel. Who scares me.

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Grian: *breaks a block* Hello. Ren, whispering: Hi.

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Lizzie: C'mere, Brucie Birch.

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Martyn: *hops down from the roof of Ren's tower* Ren, to Etho: Bye!

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Bdubs: *screaming as he and Etho are attacked by wither skeletons*

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Scott: Hi, Grian.

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Lizzie: Didn't actually need a bunch of spruce. *enderman noise* Lizzie: *screams*

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Scott: Hi. *sound of Grian, Mumbo, and Impulse screaming as they run away from him*

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Tango, in a "macho" voice: You want tickets to the gun show? One-two, there you go. Skizz: *laughs*

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Grian: Yeah? Watch this. *digs a pokey hole in the side of the tunnel* Mumbo: Oh yeah? Watch this. *digs a pokey hole next to Grian's* Grian: Yeah? Well- Mumbo: Ah, wait- Grian: Watch THIS!

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Scott: You don't have thirty-four [netherwart]? Bdubs: Impossible. Scott: It would be impossible to have thirty-four exactly? *pause* Bdubs: Yes.

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Martyn: So hold on, let me get this straight: it was a communal item that you've- Joel: Stolen, yes. Martyn: -nicked out the middle and you're now charging for it. Joel: Yes, that is correct. We are magicians.

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BigB: *jumps off Lizzie's roof and lands in front of her* Lizzie: Ah! BigB: I come bearing gifts.

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Scott: We all went to the nether and the overworld became hell.

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Skizzleman, in chat: Banana Martyn: Wait, what is- What does banana mean? What's that mean? Ren: I don't know. Martyn: Is that a key word? Etho: Uh oh. It's for me but I don't remember what it means.

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Skizz, taking damage: AH! I just got stung by a berry bush.

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Grian: *digging straight down while Mumbo laughs at him* Grian: THIS IS THE WORST!

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Scott: Scar? *pause* Impulse: We gotta get a lead for him. Scott: Yeah.

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Mumbo: I'm watching you. Jimmy (surprised tone): Mumbo? Martyn (even more surprised tone): MUMBO?

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Skizz: Tango, you didn't listen. We can also date [Cleo] along with the other fifty people she's dating.

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Martyn: When did- Wait hold on, when did you grow a beard? Jimmy: Wait, what? Joel: I, uh... I fell down a hole.

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Grian: I thought you were the boogeyman at the start of the game so I kinda ditched you. Impulse: Is that what happened?!

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Martyn: I screamed loud enough, didn't I? Mumbo: But you're screaming a lot.

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Rendog: I can defend. I have... axe. And... skills.

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Etho: We gotta go visit the nether, then. Bdubs: Yes, you do.

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Mumbo: I think we might have to call this- Grian: I will give up when I die or find diamonds!

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Tango: Alright dude, good luck. Don't die in the face. Skizz: Thanks, buddy!

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Lizzie: Cleo was meant to handle the vertical shaft but you seem capable of handling a vertical shaft as well. BigB: I hope so.

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*lava slowly falling down on Scar* Impulse: Oh, Scar- Scott: Scar, I would move. Scar, MOVE. Scar: *screaming as he runs around the house, on fire*

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*long sizzling noise* Mumbo: whAAAt?!

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Grian: And that failed, cuz we killed him. And then in that- Mumbo: Uhp. UHP! Grian: -in that chaos- Uh, Mumbo killed him. Martyn: Sorry, Mumbo killed him. Grian: We did- We did- We were all there. We all did help. Most of us ran away but we did try.

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Skizz: Well this is nice. Grian (demonic voice): SKIZZLEMAN! Skizz, audibly spooked: Really nice!

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Mumbo: We'll- We'll tell [Ren] next time maybe. *pause* Martyn: What a loser. *both laugh*

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Bdubs: I would've sliced you up if you didn't have diamonds. Skizz: Uh... Well, that- You're ruining it.

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Impulse, holding an enchanted golden apple: Uh huh, uh huh. Grian, looking at it with a spyglass: Let's look at the SHEEN on that. Mumbo, doing the same: That's a 24-carat apple. Impulse: Very shiny, very shiny.

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Martyn: Mind your step! Jimmy: *spins round in alarm* Martyn: *laughs*

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Skizz, yelling across the grass to Ren: NO! Etho and Bdubs: Ohhhhh!

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Martyn: If you really do edit out the one from earlier on, we can say that's an aha-xolotl. THERE you go.

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Joel: I found the tunnel very easily. Lizzie: Wh- How?! Joel: It's not very well hidden.

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*Bdubs and Etho glance at each other at the same time* Skizz, laughing: The way you two just look at each other, dude!

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Impulse: *is mining* Grian: *taps him from behind* Impulse: *gasps and spins around*

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Scott: Yeah, gatekeep, girlboss, and gaslight, Cleo. That's the three 'g's of this series.

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*Joel and Scar talking in the background* Grian: This is hard to watch. Martyn: I hate when Mum and Dad argue. This is really awkward.

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*various Skizzleman noises as he tries to avoid a creeper but ends up falling out of a tree thanks to its explosion*

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Joel, to Lizzie: That's a secret. Please don't tell anyone. Only everybody knows and now you know as well.

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Jimmy: *stares at Martyn hiding down the stairs to the mine* Martyn: *spyglassing Jimmy* AHA!

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*in a base with an unfinished floor, with a river and open grass under them* Skizz: We are home, and I feel like there's absolutely no weaknesses in this place. Nobody can get in here. Tango: No, none whatsoever.

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Etho: That was sooooo stressful. Bdubs, currently on fire: That was very stressful.

[nights-legacy]

Trading 3 angrys for 1? - Bakugo Katsuki

   Help and Hide Series. Bakugo Edition

   Kirishima Ed.  Denki Ed.  Todoroki Ed.  Deku Ed.  Shinso Ed.  Iida Ed.  Aizawa Ed.  Tamaki Ed.   Hawks Ed.  Dabi Ed.  Shiggy Ed.

     + You are a student at UA and the whole class is on a field trip in Tokyo. On a free day, you all went out and you ran into to old “friends” and things go south. While trying to get away from them, you spot the token hot head of the class and decide to take your chances with this angry person over the angry people chasing you and are you pleasantly surprised. 

Note: My first My Hero Academia imagine!!! Let me know it you want a part two of this and I was thinking of making this a headcanon type for some of the other MHA/BNHA guys too. What do you think??

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      “Over here Mina! I found those little things you’re obsessed with!” I called over to the pink skin girl.

       “Yay! Lemme see! Lemme see!” She came barreling over and nearly ran into me and the table. I rolled my eyes and chuckled. She squealed and call Jirio over to show her. I walked over to another street vendor. Our class was on a field trip in Tokyo and we were given a free day. Everyone agreed on going out and seeing the scene.

       “Ah! Don’t throw squid at me Kaminari!” I heard Deku scream and laughed at the context before turning to see said electric boy chasing the broccoli with a squid arm. I burst out laughing, holding my stomach. I shook my head before wandering farther down the street.

        I was originally from Tokyo before I moved to attend UA. My family are not insanely rich but we are well off. My parents own a house in both Tokyo and Musutafu as well as vacation homes or condos in different parts of the world. I wandered away from most of the class and I really wish I hadn’t.

      “Oi! Lookie here, dudes. It’s Lee’s younger sister Y/N.” A chill went up my spine as I froze from the familiar voice. I slowly turned around to see my older brother’s former three best friends with wicked smiles on their faces.

      I hadn’t seen them since my brother cast them out of his life. He found out that they were bullying me behind his back for god knows how long and immediately cut ties with them. He only found out because I missed covering up an unmistakable wounds from their quirks. He was mad at me for not telling him but was more concerned for me in the long run.

      “H-hey g-guys.” I stuttered, mentally berating myself for being so scared. I’m training to be a Pro-Hero for god sakes! I tried to steel myself against the incoming assault but couldn’t help but inwardly shake.

      “Aw. Is wittle Y/N scared?” Kei, the leader of them teased. “Well you should be bitch!”

     “You cost us advantage with your brother!” Haru yelled as he jerked forward, grabbing my bicep hard. I yelped and he shook me. “Shut up.”

     “We could never…‘talk’…to you about it because Lee never let us near you again. And it became even harder when you went off to that Hero school. You didn’t even give us a chance.” Kei gave me a smirk when he said talk, meaning something completely different the actual definition. “We could have worked things out.”

      “In more ways than one.” Aaron eyed me up and down. “You sure have grown up, little sis.” Kei rolled his eyes and hit him in the chest hard. Aaron looked at him offended while Kei just gave him a ‘really’ look.

      “I’m sure we could have but…” I gulped as I saw Haru activate his laser quirk. “I really have to go right now.” I pointed behind me. “Gotta catch up with the rest of my c-class.” I tried to pull away but was pulled back hard. I looked at them with fearful eyes.

      “Not just yet, bitch!” They laughed and looked at each other amused. I looked around at the people around us. There are not too many people close so I decided to use my quirk. I have a light and shadow quirk.

      “I really have to go.” I said in a firm voice. They looked at me surprised and I gave them a blinding flash. The grip on my arm immediately disappeared and they all covered their eyes as they yelped. I took off running back in the direction of the rest.

      “Get back here!” Kei yelled. I obviously ignored him. I ran and avoid people easily with my high agility. I stopped to take a breath and see how far they were behind me. At first I could only hear them and other people yelling at them but I saw them finally a ways back.

      “Shit, shit, shit.” I mumbled looking around for anyone I knew or something to hide behind. I finally caught sight of Bakugo a few yards away. I bit my lip and wondered if it was worth asking the angry Pomeranian for help against the anger musketeers. When I saw the three close I didn’t think twice. “Ah!”

      I ran over to the explosive boy and quickly grabbed his arm, dragging him over to the close by building.

     “What the hell!” He screamed at me. I flinched but looked back towards the others.

     “Sh, sh! Please, shh!” I tried to shush him but he growled at me.

     “What the hell do you think you’re doing you damn strobe light?” I wanted to giggle at his nickname for me but there was no time. I caught sight of his hoodie around his waist and ripped it off of him. “Hey!”

     “Please, just…I...ah!” I saw them closer now. I yanked the hoodie over my head and made sure the hood was up. I then did the unthinkable without even thinking. I grabbed Bakugo by the collar of his shirt and backed up. My back him the wall and I pulled him close and into kiss before he could even protest.

      “Wha…” He mumbled against my lips, hands falling tense on both sides of my head. He tried to pull away but my grip was vice.

     “Where is that little bitch! I am going to beat her to a pulp when I get my hands on her.” I heard Kei growl from right near us. “She will be so messed up that she won’t even be able to go to brother to rat this time.” I whimpered against Bakugo’s lips and my grip on his shirt tightened. I felt Bakugo stop fighting me.

     “I say we don’t even let her be able to do anything at all when were done with her.” Haru chipped.

     I don’t know what happened but Bakugo relaxed and leant into me. He moved his hands so one of his forearms rested next to my head and the other moved to my hip. What shocked me most is when he started kissing me back. We slowly started to actually kiss each other making the scene more authentic.

     “Come on, let’s check this way.” Aaron said and I heard them move on only slightly, more focused on the man kissing me then the men who were chasing me. I expected Bakugo to pull away as soon as they were gone but it seemed like he moved in even closer, continuing our soft make out session. We only pulled away when we both ran out of breath.

    “Wow.” I said was gasping for the breath he stole. I saw a small smirk grace his lips. “I think they’re gone now.” I whispered. Bakugo chuckled at my comment.

      “Yeah.” He rasped out before leaning back in, starting another make out session. I don’t know how long we were here but we were only brought back out when we heard a chorus of surprised yells come from Kami and Kiri.

     “Woah! Bakubro! L/N! What’s this pleasant development?” Kami asked while adding kissing noises on the end of his question. Bakugo pulled away and dropped his head a little groaning.

     “Dudes! I didn’t know you had a thing for each other!” Kiri exclaimed. :That’s totally awesome.

      “At least there’s someone out there that can deal with your angry ass, Bakugo.” Kami teased.

      “Shut it you damn extras!” Bakugo yelled over his shoulder. I giggled. He smirked when he turned back to me. He reached up and pushed the hood down and pulled my hair from the hoodie, brushing it out lightly with his fingers. He suddenly placed his hand at the juncture of my neck and pecked my lips. “Keep it on.”

       “Okay.” I said softly. He smiled for real before throwing an arm over my shoulder.

       “Come on you idiots! Let go find the rest of our dumb class. It’s getting close to time to head back.” We started walking and they conversation quickly changed comments. As we walked by an off shot of the street, I flinched when I heard their voice again. I felt Bakugo pull me tighter against him and rub his hand up and down my arm in comfort. He leant down to whisper in my ear. “When we get back to the hotel, I want to tell me what just happened and what those douchebags did to you. Is that okay?”

         “Yeah, that’s okay.” I whispered back. He hummed and smiled before pecking the side of my head and nuzzling my hair. I almost got whiplash by how soft he was being to me but reveled in this side of Bakugo that I was quickly beginning to love. Well, more than I already loved this explosion boy. He just didn’t know that yet.

[angelicgaming1007]

Last post on this topic Almost No one is saying "hes not toxic" HE IS to an extent. But if you look back from the start of the game, you'd see its just taking what he said and thought in act 1 and 2 to an extreme. IT WAS ALWAYS THERE. that crave for power even when hes not acended MIGHT ALWAYS BE. the difference is When he ascends everything comes back. That means he has to deal not only with the fact his abuser is now gone and processing all of that now that all has calmed down, but he has to learn to balance going from having NOTHING to having EVERYTHING and thats easier said than done. its not easy to recover, its messy. Its not easy to go from one life style to another ITS MESSY. The one consistent thing IVE observed and think is He DOES love Tav. you can choose to head canon and believe otherwise. Maybe him loving tav is our head canon. But theres far more suggesting he does care than there is suggesting he does not. But either way its left ambiguous and can swing either direction TO ME Hes toxic, NOT ABUSIVE. there is a difference. and until hes beating me SAing my character or using me for money or locking me in a closet for disabilities. Im not going to call him abusive. because THAT is abuse. Hes controlling YES Manipulative Undoubtedly But thats TOXIC not inherently abusive. His manipulation is to keep you with him. His controlling is from a fear of losing you. I call that TOXIC NOT abusive. When he talks about the power he tells you he wants it to protect himself AND YOU You can feel free to disagree with me you can feel free to see abuse differently. Maybe to you being controlling about "you gotta stay by my side" out of fear of losing you is abuse. But for me personally HES NOT ABUSIVE.

I see the fact he went to the party with you LET you go to the party and happily let you mingle with your friends and even asked into how they are. As proof that while hes changed to some extent hes still the Astarion we have travelled with not an abuser. Its an RPG. Our dialogue choices matter. WE write the story too. Hes willing to travel the world with you if you ask and put everything behind him if you are karlach romancing him he'll give up everything to go to Avernus with you. The only time I've seen him be a total inexcusable toxic to a T d*ck is if you are rude, toxic, argumentive or turn into a mindflayer. And I've explored MANY options including breakups. All his breakup lines can be interpreted in MANY ways with the context of him as a character. There is no one way about it. RPGS are branching dialogues, branching storylines. Any of your choices can have an effect on your future. We don't Know how the story ends. We only know how it begins. Think of it like reading a book where all the pages are blank except for chapter 2. You don't know the backstory the first chapter the beginning of the book. But you know the beginning of what you read of your adventure in it. Do you know chapter 3? 4? do you know the ending? no you don't. You can head canon, write fanfictions make your own conclusions and assumptions but unless you read the rest of that book. You don't know.

Sorry if my analogy is sh*t they are hard for me I tried my best. Point is almost everything IS a head canon and at the same time Canon. Because in RPGS the story can go ANYWHERE. Unless we're shown life to death of the characters. We don't know whats next and if the world involves reincarnation or theres no info on if it does or not. Again the possibilities are endless.

To conclude: astarion is a very messy character a very complicated character just like real abuse victims. Everything is head canon. Even if the writers say "oh well I think that blah blah" unless its in the game and we see beginning to end a full complete story of their romantic journey, then even that is head canon. and thats fine.

So I have gotten some anon asks TW: Abuse

I am NOT Pro Ascended I am NOT Pro Spawn I am NOT Anti Ascended I am NOT Anti Spawn I'm PRO play however tf you want and live laugh love cry I'm PRO Astarion period. I'm ANTI BULLYING AND HARASSMENT I'm ANTI thought policing I'm PRO freedom of speech I'm PRO Creativity and imagination I'm ANTI Abuse To the people trying to go for my neck and going on about how Im toxic for supporting people who like playing ascended and for my Catharsis with Ascended claiming I didn't experience real trauma GFYS I have had an abusive father (Sexually and physically) and had to deal with attempted kidnappings and stalking and abuse until I was 14 from BIRTH. THE ONLY thing protecting me was one woman who was my therapist assigned by social services while I went through the courts for more than half my life. Everyone else was ready to give me to him and take me from my mother. Abusive teachers (A few good ones but most substitutes would literally lock me in a closet with the as they called it "special teacher for special kids" for my tourettes and undiagnosed at the time autism for being a distraction) I have had numerous abusive friends all of which who tried to force me into sexual situations online so THEY could earn money off of me. I have had numerous abusive friends Who dismissed and used my trauma as a weapon against me to control me PURPOSEFULLY triggering me. While trying to break down my self esteem, make me feel worthless. Force me into situations where I was uncomfortable. STALKED ME, TRIED TO FIND MY HOME TO TRACK ME DOWN. But it was still ALL online so I couldn't do sh*t against them except block them because my town doesn't take cyber harassment, cyber stalking and cyber bullying seriously. Those same friends ruined my reputation, CATFISHED PEOPLE USING MY FACE. Made fake facebook accounts and other social media accounts (Which I can't use facebook because of them because they force face verification and my face is pretty much blacklisted because of what they did with it) Put my face on AI made P*rn videos which I had to get taken down. Those same friends, Took my words out of context when I was 14 and put me on blast on their large social media platforms when I was an account a child with less than 100 followers and these friends were in the thousands. THIS GOT ME BULLIED AND TOLD TO "KYS" UNTIL I WAS 21. And it didn't stop even when I was a minor and INFORMED them I was. THESE WERE GROWN ADULTS trying to encourage and get me to take my own life because of these "friends" of mine. I had had many male "friends" all of them except ONE tried to get in my pants even when I was a minor and they were adults. OR used me as an outlet for their relationship problems which always consisted of "ugh I'm in my 30s its too late for love for me I need a girlfriend so bad" every time, and used me as a trauma dump and abused me dismissing my own issues when I went to them for help when the harassment was getting bad. OR they tried to hook me up with their friends. AND MOST of this (not all of it) happened when I was a minor and they were adults. But it also happened STILL up until 2 almost 3 years ago now. IM STILL RECOVERING FROM ABUSE.

YOU DONT GET TO TELL ME WHAT ABUSE IS. YOU DONT GET TO TELL ME I HAVENT EXPERIENCED REAL TRAUMA. YOU DONT GET TO TELL ME HOW I DEAL WITH MY TRAUMA. AND THIS is what makes people hate CERTAIN parts of the fandom.

[sergeanthopeless]

female Byleth S-supports ranked best to worst

(keeping my personal feelings about the pairings themselves to a minimum)

(Gilbert and Alois omitted, since those are platonic S-supports)

(warning: long post)

1. Seteth 

This S-support is about as romantic as it can get. This thing just makes my heart flutter every. dang. time. and it’s easily the best S-support in the whole game for female Byleth. There’s a REASON why a lot of people hop aboard the Setleth train after witnessing this masterpiece.

Sure, Seteth lectures his way in and out of the proposal, but let’s be real, if it was any different it would be out of character, and acting the responsible advisor is just part of his charm. Plus, he pledges utter devotion to Byleth for the rest of his existence, and we essentially get wedding vows out of this one. It doesn’t get better than that!

He’s so self-assured during this S-support, and that’s sexy. But he is patient and affectionate with her, and takes the time to make sure there’s no room for confusion. He clarifies that his feelings are not those of duty (which is a problem with some other S-supports), or an interest in perpetuating a Nabatean or Crest-rich bloodline. It’s very clear that he just wants her, and that’s it. But where others put Byleth on a pedestal, this S-support feels like an exchange between equals.

Byleth’s reaction to this one is particularly noteworthy — there’s an unusual amount of emotional expression from Byleth during this S-support, INCLUDING A FRIGGIN BLUSH! Byleth does NOT blush often during these supports. Plus, Byleth asks Seteth to promise that he’ll follow wherever she goes. Unlike some of the other S-supports, it’s very clear that she’s invested in him and wants him.

Favorite quotes:

“I cannot conceive of a world without you in it.”

“I love you, deeply. Will you marry me?”

“From this day forward, I will always be at your side. Through good or ill fortune. Through the greatest of joys and the worst of woes. No matter how daunting the task, I will be there.”

“Courage, my love. Let us go forth and face the world - together.”

2. Hubert 

I was genuinely caught off-guard with Hubert, especially since I haven’t played Crimson Flower yet and have gotten all of my impressions of Hubert from the fandom. A pleasant surprise, though, and pleasant enough to snag the #2 best S-support!

He starts with advisor nagging, which is no surprise since that’s his character. However, he doesn’t take too long to get to the point of the conversation, and everything is straightforward yet sweet. It’s very cute how he flustered he gets in the beginning, and his self-consciousness about his suitability as a husband is really sweet. But what really clinched this for me was the privilege of seeing a BLUSHY HUBERT! This surprisingly lovable psychopath gets so dang worked up and excited over Byleth giving him a ring and proposing to him right back.

Favorite quotes:

“[I’d] rather you be with me rather than some dubious individual.” (Yes, I altered the quote, but let’s be real, he wasn’t talking about Edelgard there.)

“I once thought killing you would be a great challenge, but the real difficulty was declaring my love.”

3. Ignatz 

This S-support starts with an angry Ignatz, which had me worried. Ignatz is one of those characters where I expected his apparent youthfulness to cause a problem in his S-support (it definitely causes problems in other S-supports), even though he’s actually 17 at the start of game like Felix, Dimitri, Claude, Raphael, Ferdinand, and Edelgard. So I was pleasantly surprised by the sheer maturity of his proposal!

While he’s definitely self-conscious and doesn’t even expect Byleth to accept his proposal, it says a lot that Ignatz still had the guts to do the proposing. While he expresses surpassing admiration toward Byleth as someone who supported him through troubled times, he’s not dependent or subservient. Yes, there is a prominent fixation on Byleth’s beauty, but he’s an artist, so I think that adds more meaning to what would otherwise be an extremely shallow point to make during an S-support.

Favorite quotes:

“You are my goddess.”

 “You soothed my troubled soul.”

“My beloved goddess.”

“I want to love you for all eternity.”

“I love you with all my soul.”

Hoo boy, this boy’s got a serious SILVER TONGUE on him! *fans self*

4. Lorenz 

Regardless of how you feel about Lorenz, you’ve gotta admit this is a pretty flawless proposal. He reminisces about and apologizes for the trouble he used to cause as a youth, has a smooth transition into the presentation of the ring, and then his composure falls apart when Byleth reveals she’s been wise to him all along. He’s such a perfectionist, and his determination to propose perfectly is very consistent with his character. But I also appreciate that he made sure of Byleth’s feelings before actually asking her to marry him (ring presentation aside).

This S-support makes it very clear just how much Lorenz admires Byleth, which I feel is extremely important in context of his character. He can be incredibly self-centered to the point of being downright irritating, so the fact that he’s now talking about her and is focused entirely on her shows the sincerity of his feelings and how much Lorenz has grown as a person.

The bit at the end where he gets overexcited and uses his full name is hilarious, but I’m glad the S-support doesn’t end there, which would have taken away from it. Instead, it ends with Lorenz swearing to make Byleth happy and work with her in making the world a better place. Equal partners!

The last thing that really made this S-support for me was the voice acting. The broken voice, trembling, and stammering really added emotional depth to Lorenz’s character in this critical moment, and really brought everything to the next level in terms of overall impact.

Favorite quote: “Pedigree and status are no longer priorities for me. I now know that what matters most is the worth of an individual’s soul.”

5. Felix

The moment I noticed that this S-support was taking place at the training grounds, I knew it was going to be good. And it goes exactly as you would expect with our favorite tsundere, flustered and deflecting and all, but the sheer effort that he ends up putting into it is so endearing. And I adore how Byleth messes with him the whole time.

It starts rough, let’s be real. He just hands the ring to Byleth and tells her to “take this.” Oh, Felix. This poor boy is so. friggin. hopeless. You can practically hear his thought process leading up to this point. “How do I make sure Byleth never leaves?... Ah, marriage — yes, that’ll lock her in!” *facepalm*

But Felix’s body language is what really makes this S-support, starting with the finger point and then ending with the kabedon. Plus, we get a glimpse of something very rare: blushy Felix!

Favorite quotes:

“Fight me for the rest of my life.”

“I want you to be my wife. Please say yes. Let’s get married and stay together until we die. I love you.”

6. Balthus

I really didn’t know what to expect with this one, although to be honest, what expectations I did have were fairly low. Yet despite his faults, Balthus managed to scrape together a rather charming S-support! His nervousness and stuttering is adorable for such a big, tough-talking guy, and I love that we actually get an impatient “Just say it already,” from Byleth.

It was nice to see Byleth’s good influence on Balthus, although I’m not a fan of the woman-redeems-man trope. And considering that Balthus asks for up to 5 years to get his act together…that wasn’t exactly a point in his favor.

What made this S-support for me was all of the classic lines. Balthus isn’t necessarily a smooth talker, but it would be wrong to say that he doesn’t know how to talk to a woman. The proposal itself had me ROLLING: “Marry me, pal!” The voice acting was flawless, particularly when he said, “my love.” Balthus, I’ll say this on Byleth’s behalf: please stop trying so hard. And never say that again.

Favorite quotes:

“It’s time to take the biggest gamble of my life.”

“Comfort be damned! I need you by my side. Always.”

“Let’s get hitched right away! I know a guy.”

“To look after you...and be brave enough to let you look after me. that’s what marriage is all about, right?”

S-support portraits shouldn’t really matter here, but I’m going out on a limb here and saying that Balthus’ portrait is the best one of all Byleth’s S-supports.

7. Dorothea

I have a lot of Dorothea feels, okay? She’s my baby girl. And by this point in the game, she’s so jaded and used to disappointment that it just breaks my heart. So when Byleth proposes to her, you can hear the genuine emotion in her voice. She’s so in love with Byleth, but clearly talked herself out of it long before this moment. “You won the war. You could pick anyone in the world. Why would you…?”

And then she’s so happy. It’s not fancy, but her pure happiness really makes this for me. The hopeless romantic finally getting her happy ending is just really lovely.

Favorite quote: “I starred in so many operas where I captured the heart of my beloved. But I never dreamed that it would feel this wonderful when it actually happened.”

8. Ferdinand

Oh boy, Ferdie. There wasn’t much of a preamble, and the presentation of the ring wasn’t anything special. He’s still full of himself: “You hear noble Ferdinand von Aegir declare his love for you, and all you say is, ‘I understand’?” and this S-support is more focused on him than it is on Byleth, which is exactly the opposite of what happened with Lorenz’s S-support, even though they’re similar characters.

That being said, this S-support has its moments. We get a good reaction out of him (even though it’s over the top), and we get a sign of his personal growth when he reins himself in. The trembling and feeling faint is very cute (10/10), and considering his ambitious nature, him saying that he considers winning Byleth’s heart to be one of his greatest accomplishments is sweet, as is the way he dreams about their future.

In other words, this one starts rough, but ends sweet.

Favorite quote: “I need you as much as I need my next breath — more, even.”

9. Dedue

Can we just appreciate that Dedue chose to leave Dimitri for Byleth? That is so meaningful. Dedue spends the entire game unhealthily attached to Dimitri, and finally he finds something that he chooses for himself. Of course, there is the concern that he will become unhealthily attached to Byleth, but I don’t get that impression from his S-support.

There are so many wonderful little details in this S-support. The tiny, modest ring. The straightforward proposal. Both of them gazing at each other in loving, comfortable silence afterward. Byleth’s blush. And DEDUE’S LAUGH. Just. the laugh. It’s important.

Finally, Dedue invites Byleth to come with him to visit Duscur. TAKE NOTES, CLAUDE!! Anyway…

10. Edelgard

*takes a deep breath and sets aside my feelings about Edelgard’s stance on the Children of the Goddess*

Alright, so this S-support is significant because it’s one of the few where you can tell that there is genuine affection on Byleth’s end. She really takes charge of the proposal, going so far as to use Edelgard’s nickname, “El,” to convey affection and intimacy.

At first I was concerned when I heard Edelgard say, “This ring…thank you, my dearest friend,” and I was like HOLD UP – did Byleth just get friendzoned?? But Edelgard clarifies by expressing that she has romantic feelings too, which saves the scene. But while sweet, the rest of the S-support focuses on Edelgard’s ambitions and generally lacks romance. Fitting for her character? Yes. A satisfying S-support? Not really.

11. Dimitri 

It’s clear from the beginning of this S-support that Dimitri and Byleth have become close friends. I appreciate the way they talk about their wounds, and although talking about Dimitri’s nightmares is far darker than I expected from an S-support, it shows just how much Dimitri has improved.

What disappointed me about this S-support is the lack of emotion on both sides. Sure, the “my beloved” pet name is wonderful. And sure, Byleth isn’t very emotional as a rule. But Byleth shows more emotional in other S-supports. And there is not nearly enough of a reaction on Dimitri’s side. Come on, dude. You’ve been aggressively simping over Byleth since Day 1, and you’re just taking this proposal in stride?? You should be unconscious right now.

12. Mercedes

I’m so proud of how far Mercedes has come at this point. She’s determined to live in a way that makes her happy, outside of her Crest or anyone else’s expectations. That being said, a lot of this S-support feels more like it could have been an A+ support.

Major points to Mercedes to being the one to do the proposing. A lot of people mistake her kind nature for being demure, which is not the case. She is bold, speaks her mind, and knows what she wants. And in this case, that’s Byleth. Her proposal is gentle and respectful, if a bit bland, and her reaction to Byleth’s acceptance is absolutely adorable. She’s so happy yet insecure, and I wish there was more communication from Byleth to reassure her.

13. Hanneman

Hanneman is an academic through and through, and his nature as a scholar comes through strongly in his S-support. He tries to approach things pragmatically, almost ruins things by talking about Byleth’s role in his research, but fortunately realizes that’s the wrong way to do it and takes a new approach with more feeling. It’s very similar to Linhardt’s S-support, but less self-centered and overall better. Hanneman treats Byleth as an equal, and shows enthusiasm in his own way.

Overall, this is an extremely pragmatic S-support, but it’s not without its charms. That being said, it definitely requires an interpretation of Byleth’s character where she has developed a taste for academia.

Favorite quotes:

“I suppose there’s no reason to hold ourselves back any longer.”

“I don’t want the power of your Crest - I want you.”

“I can’t wait to see the results of this undertaking.”

14. Yuri

This S-support is very consistent with Yuri’s character. The scene opens with Yuri trying to repay his “debt” to Byleth, which definitely lacks in romantic vibes, but works in context. It’s nice to see Yuri nervous and out of composure, but I admit I had been expecting…more…from him with how charming he’s supposed to be. Then again, like Sylvain, maybe the fact that he’s dropped the façade is supposed to make it meaningful. At least he blushes! Blushy Yuri is something I didn’t know I needed. The bit at the end where he whispers his true name in her ear is very nice, too.

But yikes…Yuri talks about his death. And considering that in most of the routes, Byleth ends up being most likely essentially immortal, this hits HARD. She is definitely facing the death of her lover in a few decades at most, and that is not something she wants to think about during a proposal.

Favorite quote: “In return for this ring, I ask for you.”

15. Raphael 

Raphael is a pretty clueless, non-romantic kind of guy. But the sudden proposal is very cute. Considering how awful he is at expressing himself, it works really well with his character to simply have him jump right in and get it over with.

That being said, I couldn’t help but feel that his reasoning for getting married was just a little loose. He always wants to be with Byleth and expresses that he wants to serve as her knight. Uh, you realize you can do that without marrying her right, bud? Byleth didn’t seem to be very into this proposal either, although she does have a wonderful little smile in the S-support portrait, which makes up for that. I love how the portrait emphasizes Raph’s size and strength by having him lift her up bridal style. It’s an actually flattering portrayal of him, too.

Favorite quote: “And…I’ll love you. Forever and ever. And ever!”

16. Sylvain 

Ah yes, Sylvain. Our favorite train wreck. The good news is that he’s finally taking charge of his life, and I like that he’s straightforward in this S-support rather than flirtatious, which means that you know he’s being sincere. It’s cute to see him genuinely happy, and his statement that “I’m going to spend the rest of our lives together trying to make you happy,” is very good.

However, the “If you told me you never wanted me to look at another woman, I’d go blind for you” is going too far. I know it addresses his skirt-chasing character, but I just don’t know if they could have a healthy relationship. I know this is rating the support scene, not the ship itself, but I don’t think that’s a positive indicator for the future.

17. Claude 

This S-support gives me so many bad vibes. Yes, he expresses his love for Byleth as well as his utmost confidence in her, but dude, actions matter more than words, and your actions speak VOLUMES. He’s the only one to just run off at the end of the S-support, and while I understand his reasoning — I really do — it’s clear that his own agenda and ambitions will always come before Byleth.

This is what I heard: “Right now, Fodlan is like a newborn... so that’s why I’m leaving, so you have to do all the hard stuff yourself. See ya, sucker!!” Ah yes. Prime husband and father material there. Obviously.

“I’m sorry that I won’t be by your side at such an important event...” Uh huh, yeah right. You’re obviously itching to get out of there.

I’m sorry, Claude stans, but giving Byleth an engagement ring and then running away for who knows how long is LAME.

18. Jeritza

The first thing that struck me about this S-support is the fact that it takes place in the Agarthan HQ, Shambhala. This is super meaningful because it means that Byleth and Jeritza go there together to use their killing prowess to take out Those Who Slither in the Dark post-Crimson Flower. It’s a nice way to tie up the route. The portrait is super dynamic and unique, too. That being said…

He’s still fixated on killing Byleth. If that’s your thing, then hey, I can’t judge. At least we all know that if he hasn’t killed her by now, it’s never going to happen. It’s such an empty threat it’s probably an inside joke by now. But Jeritza’s clearly still figuring out his feelings, which means I’m not sure it really counts as an S-support (it would have made a better A+ support imho). There are also things about this pairing and S-support that have some serious implications for who Byleth has become by this point and what the future is likely to look like. Good storytelling, yes, but as an S-support…not my favorite.

Favorite quotes:

“It is you alone who can slay the demon inside me.”

“To the very depths of hell, I will tumble down with you.”

19. Linhardt

This S-support falls flat for me. It’s like Hanneman’s, but worse because it’s super self-centered. I feel like it’s a really bad summary of Linhardt’s character because so much more could have been done with it. Linhardt has lots of good traits, and this S-support ignores all of them. Instead, we have a one-dimensional S-support that focuses on Linhardt’s laziness and penchant for napping. He’s so self-centered and consumed by his own interests, so saying that he wants to study Byleth for the rest of his life makes her more like an accessory to his life plans rather than a central component. At least when Hanneman says he wants to study Byleth, he makes it very clear that he loves her and wants her as a person.

And the line where he says "I didn’t honestly think you’d reject me” is just…wow. Much disappoint. If I were Byleth I would turn him down on the spot just for saying that.

20. Ashe 

Ashe’s S-support comes off to me like he’s pledging himself to her as a vassal more than actually proposing. Yes, he does take initiative and does the proposing, which is consistent with the fact that Ashe is a gutsy little guy. But he’s so stuck on being helpful that the S-support ends up feeling immature. Plus, Byleth doesn’t seem very enthusiastic about the proposal compared to other S-supports, and overall Ashe’s worship of Byleth comes off as more dependent than romantic.

21. Caspar

We’ve reached the bottom four S-supports, starting with this disaster. Caspar is juvenile, reckless, and oblivious. (Don’t get me wrong — I adore his character and see him like a little brother.) Byleth has to take charge of the proposal, which is not a problem in itself, but then Caspar confesses that he hasn’t even thought about marrying Byleth — or anyone at all! asaslkjasdflk FAIL

At least the victory shout is kind of cute…if painfully cheesy.

And they get worse from here…

22. Rhea

I don’t have a lot to say here. I know I said that I would keep my personal feelings about the pairings themselves out of this, but I feel like there are certain things about this particular pairing that need to be addressed along with this S support.

Age gap aside (because frankly with immortals, age doesn’t really matter anymore), Rhea CREATED Byleth’s mother, essentially making herself Byleth’s grandmother. Incest vibes, yo. Plus, she fully intended to sacrifice Byleth’s life in order to bring back Sothis — which, granted, is a sentiment that wears off, and Jeritza is just as bad in terms of original intent to kill Byleth. This makes any kind of romantic revelation on Rhea’s side just…weird.

There are some good quotes in this S-support, and we get a ton of reveals about Rhea’s character development in a short amount of time. She’s self-conscious of her other form as a dragon, she acknowledges the wrongs she did in the past, and she expresses a desire to repent. She acknowledges the pivotal role that Byleth has played through her choices and accomplishments, rather than attributing them to fate and the “flow of time.” But honestly this would be more appropriate as a final scene at the end of the game, not a romantic S-support.

23. Cyril

Oh boy. Where do I start with this one? It’s so bad...

This boy is BABY. 19 years old after the war? Sure. Attractive design? Yes. But still, he. is. BABY. And the S-support portrait makes it so much worse by making him look freaking TEN.

And he’s so, so oblivious. Even worse than Caspar. He barely has a personality as a character outside of being committed to the servant mentality, and he has had no opportunity to discover himself as a freaking person outside of his obsession with Rhea. It should be illegal to even consider this kid for S-support. One thing would be if it was platonic, like Alois or Gilbert, but Byleth gives him the ring, and that means it’s supposed to be romantic.

Plus, Cyril says that he loves Byleth, but it’s super casual and comes off more like familial or friendship love rather than romantic love. Unless I missed something, I don’t think Byleth ever says that she loves Cyril in their S-support. And the end is just the worst: “Love ya, see ya in the morning.” That’s IT???? There is absolutely no indication of a mature relationship, and that’s just scary and gross.

I just…really hate this S-support. There’s only one S-support that’s worse…

24. Sothis

Forget everything that I said about keeping my feelings about particular pairings out of this ranking. This is a TRULY CURSED S-SUPPORT.

I don’t care that Sothis is technically a goddess whose age is beyond counting or mortal comprehension. All that matters is she looks like a child. She is lolibait. And to top it all off, she doesn’t even have physical form (thank goodness) — she’s just an apparition in Byleth’s head!

And this quote? “I love you deeply! Overwhelmingly! passionately! Ours is a love without an end!” I only have two words: PEAK CRINGE.

It would be one thing if Sothis came back in her adult form. Or better yet, if she had always been in her adult form as portrayed in the fresco in the reception hall. You can do something with that. But that’s not the case, Sothis is portrayed as a pre-pubescent child in both appearance and personality, and that’s just pedophilia vibes, y’all. I can’t believe this is a sincere S-support option.

[hyogonokitsune]

five -- kuroo tetsurou x reader

oral (f receiving), fingering, kuroo being a smug bastard 🥰 

2300 words

“Most annoying unrealistic things in movies, go!”

“People sitting down to a full breakfast before work,” you said, grinning at Kuroo’s sudden change in topic.

“For real, I barely have time to brush my teeth in the morning.”

“You should probably make time to brush your hair, too.”

He threw one of the couch pillows at your face as you laughed at him. “Give me another one, sans sass, please.”

You tilted your head back, looking up at the ceiling as you thought. “When people find a parking spot right away in a city.”

“Very specific, but okay,” he grinned. “People taking all their clothes off in two seconds before they bang.”

“Oh, also after people bang and everyone’s hair and makeup still looks perfect.”

“Clearly, someone wasn’t doing a good job if that’s the case.”

“Ugh, but the worst is when a girl has an orgasm in under five minutes,” you said, rolling your eyes.

“Wait, why?”

“What do you mean ‘why’?”

“Why is that unrealistic?” Kuroo was looking genuinely confused, the smile having fallen off his face.

“Uh, because no guy has ever made a woman cum that fast?” you told him, a slight crease forming between your brows. “Most guys can’t make me cum at all.”

“Really? I’ve made girls cum that fast before.”

You would have thought he was messing with you, but the earnest look on his face made you pause. There was a moment of silence as you stared at him. “They must have been faking, then.”

He bit his lip and gave you a mock-thoughtful look. “Mm, I’m pretty sure they weren’t.”

You snorted, feeling doubtful. “Yeah? You’re just that good?”

“Eating pussy is an artform and I’ve got it mastered.”

“Fuck off.”

“I’m serious!” he laughed. “I’ll prove it to you.”

“What?”

“I bet I could make you cum in less than five minutes.”

You blinked at him, letting his words sink in. Kuroo had always been a little flirty with you, that was just his nature, but you found it hard to believe that he’d make an offer like that so easily.

“Scared I’ll prove you wrong?” he said in a teasing tone.

“No, because I know that you won’t.”

“Alright, fine. If I can’t make you cum in five minutes, then I’ll buy you dinner every Friday for a month.”

You raised an eyebrow at him, still skeptical. Past experience made it difficult for you to believe that he could actually do it, but his unwavering confidence in himself was beginning to rouse your curiosity. “And what’s in it for you if you win this little bet?”

“Hearing you say that I was right,” he said, smirking at you.

You hesitated, rolling your bottom lip between your teeth as you thought. It sounded like a risky idea, allowing your friend to do something so intimate to you; but another part of you really liked the idea of wiping that smirk off his face and getting him to admit that he wasn’t as skilled at everything as he seemed to think he was.

“You’re either gonna get four free meals or an orgasm out of this,” he continued, “so you really can’t lose here.”

You heaved a sigh, a little surprised at yourself for what you were about to say. “Okay, what the hell. I’ll let you try it.”

For a brief moment Kuroo looked just as surprised as you felt, his eyes widening a bit, but his expression quickly returned to his usual grin. “Seriously?”

“Well I know you’re not gonna shut up about it.”

He laughed loudly before inching closer to you. “So, how are we gonna do this?” he asked, throwing an arm over the back of the couch behind your head.

His sudden proximity to you made you feel slightly nervous. “Did you mean right now?”

“What, you’ve got something better to do?”

You rolled your eyes and shoved him on the shoulder. “No, that’s not what I meant. This is all just happening very fast.”

“Aww, are you shy? I never would have pinned you for that type of girl,” he teased, his annoying smirk only growing wider. You reached out to shove him again, but he caught your wrist in his hand. He looked at you for a moment, eyes searching your face, before abruptly standing and pulling you up beside him. “Come on,” he said, leading the way to his bedroom.

You both paused when you got there, neither one of you entirely sure about what to do next. Kuroo stared down at you, his hands coming to rest almost gingerly on your sides. “Is it okay if I kiss you?” he asked.

“It’d be kinda weird if you went down on me without kissing me first,” you said, trying to hold back a smile.

He grinned as he bent down to plant his lips on yours. It was soft at first, but after a moment one of his hands reached up to rest on the back of your head, holding you still as his body pressed into you. It felt strange to be kissing your friend, but you couldn’t ignore how his touch was making you feel. Each movement of his mouth against yours caused a familiar sensation to grow deep in your stomach, and you found yourself looping your arms around his neck, your fingers burying themselves in his hair.

His hands slid under the hem of your shirt, the pads of his fingers brushing lightly over your skin and making you shiver. He trailed over your stomach and around your back, pulling you even closer as his tongue slipped past your lips into your mouth. You allowed him to deepen the kiss, your body melting into his. He broke away just long enough to lift your shirt over your head, his mouth quickly finding yours again as he pushed you back onto his bed.

“Move up a little,” he said, and the sudden low tone of his voice surprised you. It was raspy and sensual in a way that you had never heard before. You scooted back on the bed, your heart starting to race as he slowly crawled on top of you. He kissed you again, more urgently than before; one of his thighs pressed in between your legs, and you couldn’t stop the moan that bubbled up from your chest. Kuroo broke the kiss, smirking at you. “That was a pretty sound.”

“Shut up,” you groaned. He couldn’t see the flush that was growing on your face as he leaned down to press hot kisses into your neck, one hand squeezing at your breast. His other drifted down your body to rub at your clit over your shorts, drawing another soft moan out of you.

“Does that feel good?” he whispered, and the shamelessness of it made you squirm in embarrassment. The smug grin was still on his face as he unbuttoned your shorts and tugged them off of you, his eyes roving over your half-naked body almost hungrily.

His fingers played with your clit through your panties as he resumed kissing you. The touch was light and slow, but it was already making your head swim. You clutched at his back, trying desperately to steady your uneven breathing.

“You’re already so wet,” he breathed against your lips, sounding equal parts smug and surprised.

“Kuroo,” you mumbled, holding back a gasp as his fingers pressed a little more firmly into you. “I feel kinda weird being the only one with my clothes off.”

“Yeah?” He sat up so that he could pull his shirt over his head. “If you wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was ask.”

“That’s not what it’s about, idiot,” you huffed, rolling your eyes. Even still, you couldn’t stop yourself from staring at him; you had seen him shirtless several times, but the context had been radically different. Now, the sight of his muscular body was making you think of him in a way that you never had before. You could feel your arousal growing, and your thighs clenched unconsciously.

It didn’t go unnoticed by Kuroo; his hands glided along your legs, slowly parting them again as he smirked. “You’re falling apart a lot faster than I thought you would,” he teased.

“I am not.”

“You sure?” His fingers hooked under your panties and pulled them down your legs. “Because you’re dripping wet for me.”

“I swear to god, I’m going to smack you.”

He chuckled, his eyes trained on your face as he kissed along your inner thigh. “Scared I’m gonna prove you wrong?”

“It’s gonna be so embarrassing for you when you lose,” you said, but your words sounded unconvincing when your breath hitched in your throat as his mouth moved further up your thigh.

He sat up again and pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Five minutes, right?”

“Are you seriously gonna time yourself?”

“We gotta be accurate,” he said, smiling as he set his phone to the side.

You were expecting him to move faster now that the timer had officially started, but he simply resumed his slow kisses down your leg. As he got closer to the end of your thigh, his tongue came out to lick along your skin, the warm touch of it making you heart pound wildly against your ribs. He licked up one side of your pussy and down the other, so teasingly that you were sure he was intentionally trying to rile you up. You resisted the urge to grab his head and press him into you, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing how desperately you wanted him.

He could see it written plainly on your face, though; his eyes never left yours, even as he finally pressed his tongue into your cunt, licking a slow stripe between your folds and circling around your clit.

“F-fuck,” you breathed out, annoyed with yourself for caving so quickly. You could see him smirking as he repeated the motion, the tips of his fingers digging into the sides of your hips.

His movements were slow, almost exploratory as his tongue passed over every inch of your cunt, paying special attention to all the places that made you moan out for him. He noticed every change in your breathing, every subtle flex of your muscles whenever he found a spot that made you see stars.

“Tetsurou,” you murmured, your voice coming out in a breathy sigh. Despite your earlier efforts to hide how turned on you were getting, you couldn’t be bothered to try and hold back now, not when the feeling of his mouth on your pussy was completely overwhelming all of your senses. You glanced down at him and saw that the smirk had finally left his face; he looked almost calm as he slowly ate you out, solely determined on making you feel good.

His fingers spread your pussy open as he pressed the flat of his tongue on your clit, sliding it over the sensitive bud slowly at first, speeding up with each soft moan that left your lips. You were still looking down at him when he glanced up, his hazel eyes locking with yours. The eye contact made everything he was doing feel like too much, and your head tilted back and eyes fluttered shut as a loud moan left your mouth.

You thought you heard him snicker, but it hardly mattered as you felt him press a finger into your cunt, the sudden stretch making you whimper. He pumped it slowly in and out of you as your breath started coming out harder, your chest heaving when he added a second and curled them up to press into your sweet spot.

“Oh my god, Tetsurou,” you whispered, your gaze falling back on him. You now found yourself unable to look away, enraptured by the intense way he was staring at your face. Your fingers gently brushed his hair back from his forehead to get a better look at him, and when your grip tightened on his head he moaned.

His fingers pressed more firmly into your cunt, gently sucking on your clit as his tongue continued to rub over it. The tension in your stomach was building, and you knew he was only seconds away from pushing you over the edge.

“Fuck, just like that, p-please don’t stop,” you gasped, but he could already tell from the way your pussy clenched around his fingers, your legs trembling where they rested on his shoulders. He moaned again when he felt you cumming, his fingers stilling but his tongue still slowly licking your clit.

Only when you whined at him did he finally stop. Kuroo crawled back up your body, placing kisses along your stomach and chest before joining his lips to yours, his tongue pressing deeply into your mouth. He left you panting when he broke away, his thumb brushing lightly along your cheekbone, a soft smile on his lips as he admired your dazed expression.

The sudden ringing from his phone’s timer startled both of you. The grin found its way back onto his face as he reached over to shut it off.

“So,” he started, turning back to face you, “is there anything you wanna say to me?”

You rolled your eyes so hard it almost hurt. “You were right,” you grumbled.

“I’m sorry, what was that?”

“I said, you were right!”

He was still smirking as he leaned in to kiss you again, more softly than before. Your hands slid up his back to rest on his shoulder blades, moaning into his mouth a little. When he pulled away, you had to bite back a whimper at the loss of his touch.

“Kuroo?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I try now?”

His eyes went wide at your question, and you had to struggle not to laugh at the excited expression on his face. “Yes,” he said, hurriedly shifting to lie down beside you. “Yes, absolutely you can.”

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Hey I absolutely love your art. As an Izuru fan it gives me so much joy that you draw him so much (and all your other art too!) Your style is so unique and I admire it so much!!

Anyway question: how do you think Izuru's death affected his main relationships (Rose, Hisagi, Renji, Momo etc.)

(No worries if you don't want to answer but THANK YOU I LOVE YOUR ART )

Thank you so much for your kind words! ♥

It's interesting, his "resurrection" is so tragic in itself that I don't think anyone, not even Izuru himself ever had the chance to mourn his actual death itself.

And I think it's fascinating bc while ofc dying is horrific, it's also kinda....expected, of shinigami? They're soldiers. They fight, they die, a ceremony is performed for them bc otherwise they go to hell (according to the bonus chapter).

Izuru dying, albeit a tragedy and greatly upsetting for his loved ones, would be a natural order of things. They'd mourn him, they'd move on.

But that's of course not what happened.

First of all, Izuru didn't die in glorious battle or whatever. He was basically just killed, murdered, and nearly the entire 3rd division went with him. It was a slaughter. It was a very unglamorous, very bloody and undignified death, for all of them.

So, like, what do you do, right? Izuru died, but he's still here. But he's different. He is so different, physically and emotionally, that it's impossible to deny that he's....dead.

Now, we know from context clues in "The Beginning of The Revive of Tomorrow"' and the bonus chapter, that Izuru tries to distance himself from everything. Calling himself "dead man", denying he has a name, and apparently wandering around rather than staying in Seiretei. If we know Izuru he most likely does this to make it "easier" on his loved ones. He thinks it's easier for them to just not see him anymore, and think of him as truly dead, than having to deal with his undead state.

Which is not true, of course.

SADLY, VERY MUCH SADLY Izuru's loved ones (Renji, Shuuhei, Rangiku, Momo) are.....not....very well known for their emotional vulnerability and honesty, quite the opposite. They're all pretty known for either pushing their feelings down, or simply denying they exist at all. So sadly, I think it's all very tragic with no one in this scenario really, genuinely, dealing with the situation. Not that I exactly blame them because who would be ready for this kind of thing. Who would know what to say. Where do you even start.

I do think there's two people who are better equipped for it tho: Rose and Akon.

Rose is no stranger to unnatural circumstances, and technically he himself is also a victim of being a science experiment without his consent. Plus he is a lot more open with his feelings and emotions, and we know he's absolutely smitten with Izuru, no matter the state he's in. I think he'd have a very "this is horrific, and I'm boiling with rage at the circumstance, BUT we gotta get through this" outlook on things.

And Akon is an interesting case. We see in the bonus chapter that him and Izuru seemingly get along really well, Izuru even staying in Akon's vicinity to watch his back in the fight, despite his "wandering", which Akon scolds him on. We also know Akon was at some point present at Izuru's "surgery", as we see a tiny panel of him standing next to Izuru's body together with Mayuri. We don't know in how much he was a part of his actual revival. I actually think that's mostly Mayuri, since he's the only one there when Izuru "wakes up", in The Beginning Of The Revive of Tomorrow.

I think he's one of the few friends that sees Izuru as he is right now: dead. Everyone else sees Izuru as "dead, BUT-". Which is an interesting dynamic.

SORRY THIS WENT ON FOR SO LONG IT'S JUST INTERESTING.

[all-you-need-is-paul-mccartney]

The Couple Next Door IX (Roger Taylor x Female!Reader)

Find Part Eight Here

A/N: Surprise! I’m briefly back from a year-long Hiatus and I have one chapter for TCND, one for ATU AND a George Harrison one-shot I’m just gonna drop and then probably disappear again for another few months. I’m also finding it even more difficult to write for Roger seeing as I’ve kinda been listening to nothing but The Beatles for the last fifteen months and I really only hear Queen at work, so that’s gotta change. But I am very sorry about the LONG wait. I really do appreciate you guys, and I think you’ve all waited quite long enough to find out what happens next...

Summary: Roger and Y/N spend the morning taking care of Bobby; they talk a little more about the future and come to the conclusion they both want the same thing.

(Let your imagination run free, bc this can be either Canon or Borhap!Roger)

WARNINGS: Swearing is probably a given at this point, self-doubt, mentions/ suggestions of sex (advise you to avoid if you’re under 18), and I usually revise when I’m stoned so there’s probably some typos in here too, sorry.

Rated T for Teen-- (I feel like a video game rating smh)

Bobby was crying again.

Granted, it was about seven in the morning, and he did sleep for the rest of the night.

Roger was the last of the both of you to wake up; not because of the crying-- he didn't even hear the crying-- but he was wrapped up in the blankets with you, and you were trying to remove yourself from his grasp.

"Don't leave," Roger grumbled as he pulled you tightly against his chest, eyes remaining closed as you whispered back to him.

"But I have to go. Baby's cryin'."

Roger loosened his grip on you, much to his dismay, and you slipped from his embrace, leaving him cold, and alone.

"Come back, Baby..." He really hoped his gravelly plea would entice you to return from the nursery after tending to Bobby, and although you were probably against having sex in your friends' bed, he figured there was no harm in testing the waters.

"That's not how that works when you have a baby, Rog. The day starts now."

Roger groaned in protest, but as he rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands, he revealed to himself that you were no longer in the room, and the baby's cries settled when he heard your voice float down the hall from the nursery room.

Roger, as much as he didn't want to, tossed the comforter off of his body, and after rising to his feet and combing his fingers through his hair, he shuffled out of the bedroom and made a beeline to the stairs.

He was glad he was familiar with John's kitchen; because he was certain you had no idea where anything was, meaning he would be the one preparing breakfast that morning, and the one following it, most likely.

Fuck it, he would (try to) cook you up seven different meals a day if you asked him.

Anything for you.

He put the kettle on, and moved to the pantry in search for John's teabags, yawning lightly as he pulled the door open.

Nothing in the pantry really stuck out to him as being a good breakfast that morning, so Roger ended up migrating to the fridge after retrieving the tea, where his eyes fell on the carton of eggs on the bottom shelf.

He settled on making French Toast for breakfast seeing as he, according to you, made the best French Toast in England.

So he got to work whipping up some eggs and pulling four slices of bread from the bread box on the counter-- but not before he got one of Bobby's bottles out for you, warmed it, and placed it on the kitchen table.

Roger was frying the French Toast in no time, and he hummed gently as he busied himself with focusing on the now whistling kettle, and when the right time to flip the toast would be.

"... I thought you were still in bed," your words were sudden, and it made Roger jump a little. But when he realized it was only you, Bobby in your arms, his mouth contorted into a dopey smile.

"Nah," Roger turned the pan's burner down a little, and after he flipped the French Toast, he set his spatula on the counter, turning to face you.

"I was gonna let you sleep in, since you were so reluctant on waking up," you explained with a yawn. "But here you are awake, and making breakfast before me."

"Well it wouldn't be fair then, would it? Me sleeping in while you've all this work to do?"

"I don't know, would it?"

"I really don't think so, Dove."

He felt pride swell in his chest when pink dusted your cheeks at the sound of your new nickname, and he took this chance to swoon you further by pulling you in gently by the elbows, and he enveloped both you and Bobby in his embrace.

"Beautiful..." Roger's voice was barely a whisper as he touched his lips to your jawline, and you responded with a soft exhale.

"Even when you've just woken up," Roger mumbled against the skin of your neck, lips curling into a smile, "you are the prettiest goddamned thing I've ever laid eyes on."

"Mmm, down, boy," you purred back jokingly, taking a small step back. "Baby still needs to eat."

"Well yours is coming right up," he teased, "and Bobby's is already at the table." Roger pointed to the bottle on the other side of the room before tapping your rear. "Take a seat, and I'll bring your food over."

You didn't have to be told twice. You took a seat at the table, and although Bobby was growing a little agitated, it was short lived when you put the bottle of milk in his possession.

Roger, not five minutes after you sat down, joined you at the table with your French Toast and your mug of tea, made just the way you liked it, of course.

"'S the right tea, yeah?"

You took a quick look at the label hanging from the mug.

"Yep." Your eyes squinted after letting the label fall where the string tied to it would let it. "Y'know, you've been making my tea right for months, you don't have to check to make sure you're right."

"You know I'm always gonna make sure it's to your liking."

"And I love you for it."

"Hopefully for other things too. I'm not just good at being your barista."

"Oh, don't you worry. I'm not overlooking your other good traits," you smiled as you brought your mug to your lips and having the first sip of tea of the day.

As Roger sat down next to you with his own plate of food and mug of tea, he decided to wait on Bobby to finish so he could eat with you.

So, naturally, he took the time to evaluate again what kind of situation he was in.

There was nothing like watching you care for Bobby. Roger had known you for years, and not once in his life did he ever think he would be sitting next to you at breakfast while feeding a baby, whether or not the child was his own, or yours.

The whole scene looked too good to be true, though like the previous night, Roger just drank in the sight of you putting all your love and care into a child at breakfast with him.

How did you think you weren't cut out for being a mother?

This was in your nature.

The domesticity of the situation made Roger a little emotional. This was the closest he'd ever gotten to experiencing a breakfast with a family he'd built, and he spent every passing second filling his mind and heart with the beautiful sight before him.

"Y/n, you would make a wonderful mother." Roger's words left his mouth faster than his brain could register what he'd said.

You looked to Roger from Bobby, cheeks and tips of your ears darkening, and Roger was talking again before he could realize it and catch himself.

"Any man would be so damn lucky to have you. I honestly can't believe you stick around me still."

Your face was feeling real hot, now. Roger's head was still lagging behind his words, and clearly, he wasn't done talking.

"You could be out building a beautiful family right now, but instead you're babysitting with your best friend who you also occasionally sleep with. I just... I don't understand."

It took you a second to respond, but Roger didn't blame you. Honestly, he didn't even know what he would have said if he were asked the same question.

"... Well, I love you, Roger."

Your words were simple, and Roger knew your statement was nothing but platonic, but that didn't stop his heart from pounding against his ribcage.

You'd said those exact three words to him minutes earlier, but the context of the conversations contrasted their meanings.

"But we promised each other at the beginning of all of this that we'd be fine giving up pursuing family life if that means living with one another..."

"... You sound unsure, now."

The atmosphere felt heavy, and it was almost as if Bobby had known making noise wasn't in his best interest. He decided to finish eating at the right time.

"... It's not that I'm unsure. It's just..."

Roger waited patiently for you to answer, but you had noticed Bobby finished his milk, and you took the bottle from him.

You burped him, and placed a pacifier you pulled from your pocket in Bobby's mouth. You must have gotten it from upstairs before you came down.

"Let me," Roger offered his arms out for the baby, and you let him take Bobby. You'd stood up and moved to the sink to wash the bottle.

Meanwhile, Roger, who'd also gotten to his feet, was slowly walking around the kitchen. He was praising Bobby for finishing all his breakfast, insisting he was so proud of him, his smile wide and gaze adoring as he evaluated the child in his arms.

"It's just that. There. The way you're behaving with him," you turn to face Roger, finger pointed at him. "The way you're treating him as your own."

Roger's mouth opened and closed a few times, but after shutting his jaw for the third time, he decided the best thing to do in this situation would be to keep quiet.

"You'd make the most wonderful father, Roger. The way you behave with Bobby, god, the way you behaved with Raymond the other day," you sounded frustrated, and all Roger could do was watch you pace the kitchen, his sheepish face now a deep red.

"It's just that I would want the father of my kids to be just like you. I wouldn't settle for anything less."

Roger opened his mouth again to speak. He felt like his chest was on fire. Your thoughts were becoming painstakingly parallel to his, Roger had noticed. He couldn't get any words out before you started speaking again.

"Like you said last night, this job is giving us a chance to experience what it'd be like to have a family... and maybe I'm upset I did throw the chance to have all of that away."

You looked like you were on the verge of tears, and all Roger could do was watch you and listen to what you had to say.

"Roger, I hope you know you will always have a special place in my heart. You're my family, you have been for the last five years of my life, and there's no doubt about it. But being able to have a child..."

Your hands ghosted over the robe's fabric covering your definitely unpregnant belly. "... I think I want to have children."

"... Y/n I hope you know I feel exactly the same way."

And then everything was clear.

Roger understood where his band was coming from.

Getting married to you would solve all your problems.

He knew what the both of you were thinking in this new moment of silence, but there was absolutely no way Roger was going to fall to one knee and propose to you right now when he wasn't even romantically involved with you.

And he just felt it would be very inappropriate if he took this moment to spontaneously ask you on a romantic date with the intentions of courting you.

"Listen, Y/n," Roger finally built up enough courage to break the silence. Bobby cut him off with a short cry, and Roger immediately started swaying the baby in his arms. Sure enough, Bobby's agitation ceased, and Roger could continue, keeping the movement going.

"Just because we're living together without families now doesn't mean we won't be able to have families, say, five to ten years down the road."

At this point, although it was necessary, Roger didn't really want to mention the discomfort he felt when imagining you falling for someone who wasn't him.

Your eyes were big and sad, lip pouted as you considered Roger's words. "... are you sure?"

The idea of you and him having to move out of the condo Roger risked the both of your love lives for didn't sit well with him.

You'd be gone making sweet love to some lucky asshole who probably didn't deserve to be in your presence, while Roger goes on a bender, gets ahold of some weed and coke, and sleeps with enough girls to distract him from realizing he'd thrown the best thing in his life away-- you.

He didn't want you to think he thought you were selfish. The last thing he needed right now was to feel guilty for making you feel guilty.

So he just nodded. "No house isn't forever anyways." When you didn't respond to his little joke, he sighed.

"Y/n, we're still so young. You don't have to commit yourself to anything like that just yet. Enjoy being able to go out drinking with me every weekend, and sleeping in on our days off. Your chance to start a family will come when the time is right."

You let out a shaky breath. Roger was actually a little surprised with how well you were keeping yourself together.

But his actions put the both of you here, and to see that this conversation nearly reduced you to tears had Roger drowning in guilt, even without the help of mentioning any of his inner conflict to you.

"I just hope you're right." Your voice was broken and your fingers were tangled stressfully in your hair.

"Hey," Roger's voice had gone soft again, his rocking slowing to a halt, and you looked up to find him with an open arm, awaiting your touch.

You slowly unravelled your fingers from your hair, and you gave into the hug not moments later. Roger pulled you to his chest tightly, his free arm occupied by the baby.

"Y'know... I made you French Toast to start the day off good." When you didn't say anything in response, Roger pulled away from you just enough to look you in the face.

He was giving you that same look he did at the Garrison's again; that unreadable gaze he'd achieved with those big blue eyes that seemingly bored holes into your very soul.

His free hand slipped up from your back to your neck, and he leaned in to just touch his lips to the corner of your mouth.

So close, yet so far away.

It wasn't before long that he pulled away from you, but Roger just couldn't keep his eyes off you.

"You come sit down and enjoy your French Toast, Dove. I've got Bobby."

"But--"

"Please?"

Roger knew he'd convinced you as soon as he said that magic word. Though you took a moment to look from the bundle in his arms to the breakfast you really were dying to dig into, you eventually sighed out a gentle "thank you," before taking your seat again at the table.

He came around and kissed the top of your head. "Enjoy, Honey." Roger took a seat next to you, Bobby still in his one arm, and the both of you ate your French Toast in relative silence for the first few seconds.

"... God, you really do make good French Toast, Blondie." Roger was smiling now. At least you were talking again.

"I only improved my cooking skills for you, y'know," he admitted with a mouthful of his food, though he didn't sound ashamed of it.

"And thank God for that. Cooking every other night sure beats cooking every night."

"You can say that again," Roger mumbled before shoving the last of his breakfast into his mouth. You still slowly ate away at your meal, and Roger was making funny faces at Bobby in between taking sips of his tea.

The telephone in the living room started ringing, and you stood up to go get it, but Roger immediately dropped his fork and grabbed your wrist.

"Nuh-uh. I just finished eating. You still have a little bit to go. Take Bobby and I'll get it." You scooped the baby up without another word, smiling when he opened his eyes.

"Can you at least bring back his rattle from his play pen?"

"Can do, Princess," he called over his shoulder as he approached the phone.

"H'lo?"

"Roger?"

"Oh, hey, John!" Roger tucked the phone's handset under his chin, carrying the telephone in his left hand so he could get Bobby's rattle.

"Isn't it a little early to be up?" Roger glanced at the clock, which read that it was quarter after seven.

"Biological clocks. Just wanting to checking in. Is Bobby okay? Has he been any trouble?"

"No, of course not! He's doing fine, John." Roger tucked the rattle in his back pocket when he found it, and returned to the writing desk where the phone was meant to stay.

That was something he loved about you. You always bought him pyjamas with pockets. The concept was cool, and being able to use them was even cooler.

"Y/n's got him in the kitchen right now," he explained, taking the handset again with his now free hand. "We're all just finishing up breakfast, actually."

"Oh good. How is she?" John paused for a second, his voice dropping a little lower. "... How are you guys?"

Roger made sure his voice was a little quiet, as well. "John, this may have been your guys' best idea ever. I don't know why I was against this in the beginning."

"Really?! What's happened already?!" John, everyone would have guessed to be one to avoid certain kinds of gossip, though when it came to Roger's business with you, he liked checking up on that.

"I told her about all that family stuff."

"And?"

"And, well..." Roger set the phone back onto the desk and scratched the back of his neck. "... She may or may not be having the same problem," he mumbled.

"So... so you both want a family?" John tried clarifying.

"Yes."

"Then why are you two not together?!" Roger slipped away around the corner into the main hall with just the receiver so he was a little further away from the kitchen. He didn't want you hearing their conversation, or John through the receiver.

"Well I'm not asking her here!"

"Then where? And when?"

Roger knew John was just getting excited, and his questions honestly had Roger brainstorming every possibility when it came to asking you.

"... I don't know, yet," Roger said after a while of thinking. "But soon. God, it needs to be soon." He didn't quite know why he was pressuring himself to ask you sooner than later.

Maybe it was because he was scared someone much better and more deserving of you (or alternatively, a selfish prick) was going to waltz in and steal you from him just before he had you for sure.

"Do you need any help with that part? I can get Fred and Bri--"

"No no no, it's okay, John." Roger leaned up against the wall of the hallway, fingers tapping the handset absentmindedly with his eyes squeezed shut for a moment.

"You guys have already done enough, really. I... I think I'm good on my own from here."

"Well, I'm glad," John expressed to Roger. "It's not every day you need to help Roger Taylor get with a girl, y'know."

"This is different, and you know it."

"I just like to tease," John defended, and Roger could even hear a smile evident in his words.

"Anyways, Veronica and I will be home tomorrow around noon. Y/n's got our number. You two take care."

"Of course, you too," Roger was making his way back to the writing desk.

"Thanks. Oh, and Roger?" John added quickly.

"Hm?"

"If you two end up doing anything, for God's sake, please wash the sheets."

As John was speaking, you'd walked into the living room with Bobby in your arms. "We're gonna go and have some play time, now! Yes we are!"

Roger was too panicked by your presence to even realize you weren't paying any attention to the phone call, and he hoped to God you didn't hear a single thing John had said. "Yeah-yes! Laundry. Will do."

He nodded his head once, though John couldn't see him, and after saying their good byes, Roger hung up the phone.

He turned to where you were in the living room. You were looking in the play pen for something, and Roger suddenly remembered the rattle in his back pocket.

He pulled it out hurriedly and held it out to you. "Shit! I'm so sorry about that--"

"Don't swear, Roger," you took the rattle, a smile on your lips you both knew you were trying to frown away. "There's a baby here."

"What? He doesn't know what that word means."

"Well, the more you keep saying it, the more of a chance he has at that being his first word, and I do not need the Deacon Family hunting us down for teaching their kid swears." You looked from Roger down to Bobby, shaking the rattle gently and grinning when Bobby squealed happily and reached out for the toy.

You took a seat on the couch, and played around with Bobby while Roger went back to the kitchen to do the dishes.

From 7:30 AM to about 2:30, all that really happened was play-time and lunch, something Roger prepared. You offered to do the dishes, but Roger wouldn't allow it. He just suggested you put Bobby up for his nap. He'd fallen asleep in your arms during play-time, like he did with Roger the night before.

The both of you thought it was crazy Bobby would just fall asleep rather than cry, but honestly, neither of you were complaining. Quiet baby for the win!

Roger just finished putting the last plate on the drying rack on the counter as he listened above for your footsteps leaving Bobby's room. He dried his hands off with the dishtowel hanging over his shoulder after turning off the faucet.

From behind, Roger felt a pair of arms slowly circle his body, and he smiled warmly at the feeling of you pressed against his back.

"He asleep?"

"Mhm."

Roger's smile only widened as you inched your palms up his chest. He turned in your arms and pressed his hands against your hips, inching you closer as he leaned back against the kitchen sink.

"Well, what do we do, now?" Roger asked. He sounded like he was up to no good. With the sultry look in his eyes and the way the smile on his lips looked like he was repressing a naughty suggestion, he knew you knew he already had something on his mind.

"Well, I mean," your hands slipped up into Roger's long hair, fingers tangling themselves between the strands. "Anything, really."

You knew what game Roger was playing, and you loved how cute he was, thinking he was going to have you on your knees for him.

His eyes shamelessly raked over the top half of your body, and he squeezed his hands, still at your hips.

"What'll you be doing with your free time, Roger?" You took one more step closer to him, and he pulled you the rest of the way to him so your groin was flush with his.

"I'm looking right at her."

He was already strained against his jeans, and you just offered a smile, fingers tightening their grip in Roger's hair.

"Mmm... I kinda like the sound of that," you admitted lowly, half of a smile on your lips. You shifted your hips from side to side, and Roger tried to pull you even closer.

You rolled your hips against Roger again, and the cheekiness in his face fell with a look of long-awaited relief, and his head dropped to your shoulder.

One of his hands moved up to grab you by the back of your neck, and when he lifted his head to look at you again, his second hand dragged upwards from your hip to squeeze your waist.

Roger lifted the hand by your neck, and combed your hair back with his fingers. His eyes fell onto yours for a brief moment, and you could have sworn there was something he tried to tell you there.

You just couldn't read him.

But he didn't care. He pulled you in close again, and his lips were on yours.

You'd kissed Roger before. Not in public, but definitely in the bedroom. And they weren't very scarce. Honestly, if Roger's lips weren't somewhere else on your body, they'd be on yours.

But why was this feeling different from all the other times he'd kissed you?

He was being a lot less forceful and needy than he usually was.

His grip wasn't tight on you, and it wasn't like he was crushing you against him as if indicating he needed more of you, now.

He was holding you rather, and the hand at your waist circled around to press against your lower back. The hand on your neck shifted a little forward so Roger could gently slide the pad of his thumb down the column of your throat.

The both of you were holding your breath, and Roger was the first to pull away. The both of you sucked in some air, and before you could even draw in a full breath, Roger's lips were on yours again.

He pushed towards you, guiding you backwards until your back was flat against the refrigerator. His warm hands grabbed for yours and he pinned them above your head by your wrists.

Okay. This, was something you were used to. But there was nothing that could have prepared you for when Roger's hands loosened their grip on your wrists, and he was lacing his fingers between your own.

Your hands felt very small in Roger's. How had he never noticed that before? What else had he neglected to realize about you?

In that moment, he felt you pull away to breathe, and he looked down at you worriedly, fingers frozen, yet still laced with yours.

"I- uh... I-I'm sorry--"

"No no, don't be. It's okay," your response was very rushed, but you didn't skip a word.

There was about a minute of silence, your hot breaths mingling in the space between your lips, though your gazes were locked with one another, and you couldn't look away.

"Did-uh... did you want me to... to stop?" His question was gentle, almost sincere-sounding, but he still made no effort to move from his place.

"No. God, no." And as soon as you'd answered, Roger closed the space between the both of you again, his fingers unwound from yours to grab you by the jaw, and you just held his waist, pushing your body as close to him as he would let you.

He shifted around a little, and moved his leg between yours. You could feel his mouth bend into a smirk against yours, and he began to apply pressure to the apex of your legs with his knee.

Before long, as much as you wanted to resist it, you fell to Roger's submission, and as you waited for him to grab your waist and put you wherever, he hesitated for a second, and dropped his hands from yours.

You opened your eyes again to find Roger, face red, and staring at your chest. Not in an ogling way, but more of a method to avoid looking you in the eye.

He could tell you were looking at him, and he shifted his gaze to you. He itched at his hands awkwardly, mouth opening and closing as he tried to explain himself.

You just waited. You gave him time to think, and he had an answer for you sooner than either of you would have thought.

"I just... I wanna try something else. I don’t want to control you like I do every night."

It wasn't much of an explanation, but a good beginning to a demonstration.

"Will you come to bed with me, Y/n?" His offer was gentle, yet confident, despite offering a hand out hesitantly.

When you dropped your hand into his, all of the tension in Roger's being relaxed, and he quietly led you up the stairs, past the nursery, and into John and Veronica's room.

Before you could say anything he gently explained that he'd do laundry later, and then he pulled you in for another kiss he'd been waiting to give you since the last one.

Roger pulled you closer to him, hands cupping your face as his lips began to desperately chase after yours. You kissed Roger back with just as much vigor, but then he slowed the movements of his mouth, and guided you backwards until the back of your legs hit the edge of the bed.

Roger helped lower you down onto the bed, and he leaned over you, dipping down to kiss your lips again. He knelt between your legs, and pulled them up around his waist so he could lean in even closer.

You felt his hands squeeze your hips, and he pulled at your bottom lip with his teeth. You hummed lowly, your eyelashes kissing your cheeks as Roger pulled away ever so slightly-- just enough to pull his shirt off of him, and close the distance between your bodies again.

You tangled your hands into his hair, and he hummed in approval before pulling back just once more.

"I'm sure that's hardly fair..."

"What?"

"This," Roger tugged gently at the hem of your shirt.

"Why's yours still on?"

"... I never said it had to be."

Roger exhaled, and slowly pulled your shirt up over your head after you raised your arms to help him out a little.

He placed the palm of his hand over the smooth skin of your belly as he stared at your bare torso. And before long, he dipping down to kiss you again.

You reciprocated his actions, wrapping your arms around his neck and tightening your legs around his hips, to which he rocked himself against your core, and then---

Bam!

The headboard hit the wall, and Bobby woke up.

"Nooo..." you squeezed your eyes shut as the baby's cries began to reverberate down the hallway.

"Fuck!" Roger groaned, eyebrows knitted together helplessly as he climbed off of you. You both knew it was Roger who technically woke the baby up, and it was just silently agreed on that he went to put him back down.

"Dammit to hell, those separated headboards."

Roger opened the nursery door, and made his way to the crib in the corner of the room. Bobby's cheeks were wet with tears, and Roger's heart sank. "'M sorry, little guy. C'mere. Come see uncle Roger."

He picked the baby up and rocked him back and forth, though it wasn't exactly doing much, so Roger took a seat in the rocking chair on the opposite side of the room, swaying the both of them with a push of his feet.

Bobby's cries settled, and Roger felt proud of himself. Sure, he wanted to get back to what he was doing before, but instead he took his time in making sure Bobby was comfortable and not in need of anything before he drifted off to sleep again.

Bobby played around with Roger's fingers a few moments after his agitation ceased, and he couldn't believe how large his hands were in comparison to Bobby's. He was once that size.

A little while later Roger set Bobby down in his crib, and the infant was out. The drummer smiled at his accomplishment. He didn't even need your help.

With that, he left the room without a sound.

He stepped into John and Veronica's room, and closed the door quietly behind him. He was in the middle of turning on his heel when he stopped dead in his tracks.

You'd taken some of the pillows off the bed and wedged them between the wall and the headboard to keep the bed from making noise.

You were also splayed out on the bed in a lot less clothing than he remembered you in when he left.

With a teasing beckon from your finger, Roger knew three things were for certain.

1. You were the smartest woman he knew.

2. You were the most gorgeous woman he'd ever laid eyes on.

3. He, the Roger Taylor, had fallen madly, and helplessly in love with you.

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A/A/N: Again, you’ve all been waiting long enough for the next chapter, so here you are. i hope you all enjoy, and if my response is great with this one, I’ll see if I can spit out another one soon <3

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So what was the purpose of Titan Program? Were the participants willing or was it a kidnapping situation?

👀 OH MI LORDY. Y’all too smart for your own good. Here’s the best response I can give at the moment without revealing too much.

To answer your first question, we first need a little historia lessona. Tehehe. The Titan Program is run by a military specialist group known as V.A.N.G.U.A.R.D. This group has cultivated the best of the best from all military fields, dedicated to training soldiers with expertise in every military field. It is not exactly clear when this group was founded, but it is suggested sometime in the early 1900’s by a group of radical idealists. VANGUARD isn’t apart of any formal military. They are their own private division. Quite literally private. They only started gaining attention and entering the world stage around the 1960’s from their efforts during the Cold War. The Titan Program has also been around for quite some time. The oldest documents on the program date back to as early as the mid 1920’s.

The Titan Program was founded to create the next generation of modernized warfare, to be on the cutting edge.

In the beginning, the subjects of the Titan Program were hand selected. A clean family health history, no ailments, no physical deformities, no psychological issues. They only wanted to accept perfectly healthy subjects. As time went on, and the success survival rate of the program was shown to be poor, they became more lenient in the selection process and accepted most subjects that came their way, and let the program take its natural course of shifting out the crème of the crop.

I refuse to say anymore as I know I’ll end up spilling the beans on this shit. 😤 Gotta remind myself; show don’t tell. But y’all too smart. How tf y’all picking up on this shit and I haven’t even released any information that would hint at such things. But I hope this helps give some more context and fuels the fire in those little genius brains!