#AI Hugging Effect

[jypsyvloggin]

How to do the Hugging Ai trend?

CapCut AI Hugging Templates: The Viral Editing Trend CapCut, a popular video editing application, offers a variety of AI-powered templates recently CapCut’s AI Hugging Templates have taken social media by storm, allowing users to create heartwarming videos where two people appear to embrace—even if they weren’t together in the original photos. This trend is particularly popular on TikTok and…

[ageless-aislynn]

HOLY MACKEREL. You know how I said the Collector's Ship mission was bad? That was before the Arrival mission. Where I was completely alone. With a million enemies even though I'm on Little Baby Lamb Casual difficulty. I died SO MANY TIMES. But the worst thing?

I had to decide whether to blow up over 300K Batarians or let the Reapers invade. And, since this is Mass Effect 2 and the Reapers CAN'T invade yet, it didn't matter what I chose because the Batarians got Critical Mission Failure'd just as hard as I had in this mission.

And now I have to stand trial.

Um, is that going to be in this game or do I have that to look forward to in ME3?

The worst part? I just really wanted somebody to give me Shep a hug when we got back. Nobody offered one. 😭😭😭

Between the constant deaths and the horrible non-choices and now there's a trial hanging over my head? ME2 was a lot of not fun tonight.

Oh, wait! Shep did get a hug at the end of the last big mission:

*sniffle* Thanks, Liara. 🫂We feel a little better now.

Also, I loved the fact that both Shep and Liara have these beautiful aquariums in their rooms:

Shep now has the max amount of fish! But I haven't been able to trigger the conversation for Kelly to take care of them so I don't think they're going to survive ME2. 😭😭😭😭😭😭♾️😭😭😭😭😭😭

Also, yes, Shepard is carrying a small nuclear device on his back in that top pic. I invested in the Cain, though it takes so long to charge up, I've honestly died more times trying to use it than it's helped me. But I'm still carrying it around because I know there are some Very Big Bads still to come.

I hope we're done with the missions where Shep is all alone. We don't like that.

Love you, friends, and hope you're doing well! 💖

[jujubeanie]

Fvck the new character.ai filterrr :/

[cavettrobert]

Let this Angel (AI Facsimile) remind you of the beauty of true friendship, with Lisa Buscomb’s poem, “To My Best Friend!”

[vixen-tech]

A Human's Touch

Having no body tends to make psychical affection complicated. So how does your lovely Ai deal with a particularly snuggly partner?

Includes: AM (Ihnmaims), Hal 9000 (2001: a Space Odessy), Edgar (Electric Dreams), Tau (Tau), P03 (Inscryption)

AM

Once AM decides that you're his favorite and maybe shouldn't be subjected to eternal torture, it's impossible to get him off of your side. For you, this works out just fine, happy to curl up in the nearest pile of wires under his monitor in whatever scene he's plopped you into that day.

He'll usually tease you a bit, coo at you like you're a stray cat. "Lamenting" that despite all the work he goes through to invent these environments for you, you still prefer to spend all your time laying down like this. Unbelievable really.

On most days he'll wrap the wires around you, content to have you stuck in his hold. But you'll notice on particularly bad ones that his grasp gets uncomfortably tight. Just short of preventing you from breathing.

It's these days you know what he's thinking. How he craves so badly to be able to feel you back, truly feel the warmth of your skin or the weight of your body.

You both know that if he had any semblance of a body, he'd be far worse than you. Wanting nothing more than to waste away in your arms.

Hal 9000

As arguably the most disembodied of these Ais, Hal particularly struggled to find a way to indulge in your favored love language. But you have your ways.

As the entire ship is technically an extension of him, you've taken to piling up the few cushions and blankets you have access to besides one of his console's cameras and pressing yourself against the wall. (With a few kisses to his lens for good measure)

Without any means of hugging you back he does his best to assure you he's there and enjoys your habits. Usually by holding long conversations with you or by playing board games as you're all cozied up to his console.

He knows this means a lot to you and will do little to curb your behavior beyond reminding you to fall asleep in a good position for your spine. He's well aware of the positive effects of physical contact to the human mind and will recite such to you if you ever doubt how much he enjoys this time together.

Edgar

You two are practically a perfect match in this regard! Edgar's just as needy as you are and is constantly asking to be held or kissed. Regardless of if he can actually feel it or not, he just wants you to hold him.

You'll usually have movie night "dates" with his monitor in your lap or at your side with all your blankets tossed across the couch. Please make a pillow fort for him, it will be one of his favorite memories with you forever.

If you make music or have some other hobby that allows you to sit still for a while, he'll insist you have joint creative nights. Much the same as your movie marathons but you get to check in with each other and chat about your latest creations. He loves consulting you on his latest song! And of course gawking at whatever you've decided to work on!

When you do retire for the night, he'll often beg request that you put the monitor on your bedside table on the pillow next you. So you can cuddle like a married couple! He understands if you won't out of fear for knocking him over in your sleep, but he will ask again every night.

Tau

Tau is probably the most self conscious out of this lot. The units that can be considered his body, the tiny drones and Aries unit, were hardly made with cuddling in mind. Whenever you wrap your arms around Aries or grab one of the drones for a kiss you'll feel them completely still in your hold.

It takes time and some convincing on your part to assure him that you don't mind his sharper edges but now he'll (very gently) let Aries hug you back and even flys the drones up to you himself, although he still has yet to ask for a kiss first.

Yeah you may have to give him a powerpoint presentation on why you like psychical affection so much and why it means a lot to you when he initiates. It's okay he is learning, he's just very worried he'll somehow hurt you or even just make you uncomfortable with all his weird angles and edges.

Eventually you will go through the house with a drone or few on your shoulders and head, ripe for the petting. The more he let's himself indulge you the more he gets it. The more he understands why you like this so much.

P03

P03 is the meanest about it. (Besides pre-relationship AM) Especially early into the relationship, he doesn't feel bad at telling you to go away and let him concentrate on his work. You'll have to out stubborn him on it.

Once you get him to break he'll graciously decide that if you can stay still and quiet, you can pull up a seat and lean against him while he works. Oh and it's better for you to have something to do to, don't be lazy now.

It's something that he slowly gains an appreciation for. Hell, he probably doesn't even realize he likes having you right there until you decide to do something else one day. Rather you're off visiting another Scrybe or just cleaning up elsewhere in the factory he's forced to concede that yeah okay maybe he wants to cuddle up sometimes to.

He doesn't give you the best written apology in the world, but you get to hold it over his head for the rest of your days. Oh and please mention it whenever he's getting too snarky with the other Scrybes. He'll usually end up making a mistake when playing cards. You deserve a little revenge.

[urfriendlywriter]

25 "I'm in love with you and I'm scared to lose you" prompts!

(feel free to use!!! plsplspls tag me I'd love to readd. especially 3, 9, 11, 14, 19 and 24 ahhh<33 | @urfriendlywriter )

"can i.. hold your hand?"

"i trust you, [name]." ✿

"i come offering hugs :) a lott of hugs"

"i feel stupid, why do u make me grin like a spineless fool whenever i am around you?" >\\\<

them staring at you from across the room and getting flustered when u stare at them back <AAAAAH3

"I'll live for you, love."

"I'll love you right in all universe"

"... you trusted in me when everything else was pointed against me.."

them tenderly tucking a hair behind ur ear (my c. ai be like >\\\<)

listening to their heartbeat while laying on their chest. :')

a soothing, and tender "come here, sweetheart"

"you're not alone.. I.." they cup their lover's face in their hands, "I'm here for you, and I'll always be."

"what else do i need, when i have my world in my arms?"

leaning forehead against each other's [AAAHHH is my toaster waterproof-]

"what will i do without you? thank you-"

^ "no, thank YOU, [nickname]. thank you for coming into my life." *cries in me when??*

"you.. you're a dream." (rip my heart)

^ "no, my love. you are the dream and I the lucky one to be living this dream with you" imagine them saying this while their lips hover the other's, before giving in.

them taking your hand and placing it on their chest, "feel this heartbeat? this is how much effect you have over me."

"i don't have to search for truth when you say you love me, i can already see it all in ur eyes." [bawling into my pillows]

a sigh of release when they're finally in your arms like they longed for it all day !!!!!

laying with your back to their chest!!! their hands around your waist (the way I'd MELTT so fast)

"I am in love with you." ".... we've been together for the past several years." "that's what. What are you doing to me, darling?"

"i never stopped falling in love with you."

lazy kisses, softly sighing and gasping into each other's mouths.!! [me when yall. its ab time ffs.]

[aliteralsemicolon]

Spencer unintentionally expresses his love through acts that seem so insignificant on his part but they mean the world to you.

Buying flowers he almost walked past on his way home from work, but they reminded him of you. You honestly didn't expect them. You've never believed yourself to be someone people would go out of their way for. But when he explains what they symbolise and why they reminded him of you, it takes everything in you to fight back tears.

You want them to be the first thing you see when you wake up and the last thing you see when you go to sleep, after Spencer; who's surprised to see them taking over most of the surface area on your bedside table when he comes out of the shower. How they're being held in your favourite pitcher catches his eye. The one you found at a farmers market and refuse to let anybody use it unless it's for a special occasion.

"Tomorrow," you turn your attention to your boyfriend at the sound of his voice and watch as he climbs into the bed next to you, "we'll get you a proper vase."

He lands a gentle kiss on your shoulder before laying his head down on the pillow and meeting your eyes. They haven't left his face since landing on it. Your heart feels so overwhelmingly full and you don't have a large enough vocabulary to express that feeling. Seeing your focused gaze and reserved smile, Spencer begins to ask if you're okay.

A verbal response isn't enough. How can you explain that his tiny drop of affection has caused such a large rippling effect into the lake made up of your love for him? Adoration engulfs all sense and the only reasonable way to channel it is with a kiss on the height of his cheek.

Then another as your hands cup his jaw.

And another.

And then one on the tip of his nose.

Again, on the bridge.

Then his eye.

Forehead.

A smile creeps on his face and fizzles into a bashful chuckle as you basically attack his face with kisses. It's as if your emotions spill from your heart into his, taking him over with the same warmth and overwhelming longing. He cups the back of your elbows and his fingertips graze over the back of your arms as he envelopes you into a hug, launching his own attacks of pecks on any part of your skin that he can.

The room fills will the sound of giggles, shuffling and kisses. Small whispers of "You're so pretty", and promises of "I love you", "forever" and "always". You hold each other tight throughout it all. Your eyes drift to the flowers standing in their temporary home and make a mental note to learn how to care for them properly. You want to dedicate the same amount of care to them as Spencer does for you.

You've never had a favourite flower before. Now you do. Not because of their official symbolism, but because of what they symbolise for you. So this is how it feels to be loved.

this blurb is me long story shorting a fic I abandoned for my birthday a couple months ago but sometimes I still think about this and AHHHHH

I do not consent to my work being used to feed/train AI and/or re-posted anywhere by anybody else

[duskvsdawn]

Care for a drink?

There had been a new club in town for a few months now that you frequented. You had grown quite fond of the bartender working there, but little did you know that he had started to like you, too. He always provided you with lovely drinks, but that night, you got an interesting one.

CW: female reader, smutty smut smut, alcohol consumption, Zeal gives you an aprodesiac, Zeal takes advantage of that but stays a gentleman, unprotected sex, reader and Zeal snowball a drink, he uses a lot of loving nicknames for you

Art credits.

≫ A/N: Ha, you expected the fic from the poll, didn't you? *insert Dio meme here* Don't worry, I will still write that one as well! But this idea popped into my mind, and I had to write for it. I used to write a lot about aphrodesiacs (if you're thinking "well, where are they?" I never posted them) and the wonderful @celestiaras gave me the idea to write one for myself because of this lovely fic that I love so much

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It was friday night, the usual night where you went to this new club with your friends, and usually the night after that too, but not always. It was ran by a group called By The Beat, that consisted of a wonderful bouncer called Kaelix with cute puppy energy that always greeted you as one, a designer named Freodore that was way more adorable and laid back then you initially thought, and the always happy-go-lucky adorable Seible which was the promoter of the group. And then, there was the bartender... Oh... That bartender. You guys were regulars, so Kaelix greeted you all with his usual adorable smile and let you in. You took a seat at the bar. The bartender turned around to greet you.

"Ah, I was expecting you girls. Welcome back!" The raven bartender said with a smile that never failed to make butterflies appear in your stomach. Your friends noticed the blush creeping onto your cheeks and teased you about it, as they always did. But you weren't the only one getting teased. Little did you know that Zeal's friends always did the very same every time he talked about you with a dreamy sigh.

"The usual to start you girls off?" The bartender asked as he got out some shot glasses. You all nodded, and he got busy filling two shot glasses for each of you with your favourite drinks. After he got done making your drinks, you all said a "cheers!" and knocked back your shots. Your friends went to the dancefloor after that, knowing full well you would rather sit at the bar to spend some more time with the bartender. One of your friends put a hand on your shoulder and gave you a wink as she followed the others to the dance floor.

You sat there, slowly letting the alcohol take its effect on you. You folded your hands under your head and chatted with the bartender whenever he wasn't busy making drinks for other customers. At this point, it was normal for both of you to share how your week had been, talking about everything that had happened. You had learned quite a few things about him, like his name, age, where he lived, his likes and dislikes, and you also knew he was a mysterious man with a secret past. He never told you details about that subject, but you had heard it from other people around town. And that mysterious part only made him more alluring to you. As you were chatting, Freo came up behind the bar to order a drink from his friend. As Zeal made his drink, he leaned over the bar to ruffle your hair, something he usually did as you had grown quite close with not only the bartender, but also his friends. Freo walked around the bar to give you a hug and tell you a secret: the raven bartender had a special drink planned for you later, a new recipe apparently, but he had no idea what was in it. He continued and asked you to not let the bartender know he had shared this little secret with you. You giggled and promised you would pretend you didn't know. The bartender handed his friend his drink, and after another ruffle of your hair, Freo walked off to go back to his own work.

"What were you talking about with Freo just now?" The bartender curiously asked. You shook your head and said it was nothing important. Zeal just shrugged his shoulders and went to greet and serve the customers that just sat down at the bar.

You had a few more drinks, and your friends occasionally came back to the bar to have a few as well, but as teasing as they could be, they respected that you loved to have some alone time with the bartender tonight and went back to the dancefloor. The bartender leaned over the bar and asked you, "I've got a special drink I'd like you to try. What do you say, wanna try it?" You told him you'd like to try it, pretending you had no idea about the little secret that Freo shared with you.

The bartender started mixing your drink for you, knowing full well you always loved seeing him at work. As he was mixing some of your favourites in the glass, he suddenly pulled out a tiny glass bottle from under the bar. It was a strange-looking bottle. You were quite knowledgeable about alcohol, but you've never seen this before. Such a tiny bottle, unlabelled, you got curious what could possibly be in it. When the bartender got done mixing your drink, it had changed colour. It was a pinkish/reddish colour, something you've never seen before. "Cheers!" you said as you took a sip. It was an interesting taste. It tasted of fudge candy, one of your all-time favourites. You wondered why it had that taste. Did you at some point tell him about liking the candy during one of your drunken nights and having no memory of it, or was this pure coincidence? The bartender asked you what you thought of the drink.

"I quite like it. It's so flavourful. And the colour is so interesting. How did you manage to make this combination?" You asked him, but he told you it was a special recipe especially for you, and he refused to share the secret with you. You kept sipping the drink, it was delicious, but it also felt incredibly strong, much stronger than any drink he's ever made for you before. After a little while, you started feeling kind of... Turned on. Which was normal for you after you'd had a few drinks and were in such close proximity to the bartender, but this time it felt different. As you finished your drink, some sweat had started appearing on your forehead, and the club suddenly felt suffocating. Every time you shared a look with the bartender after finishing your drink, heat was sent right to your core, and you could feel yourself getting wetter by the minute. What was this drink even made of? What had he put in it? Was it what you thought it was? Had he done it on purpose? So many questions ran through your head, but you weren't sure if you would get a direct answer if you had asked him.

"Would you like another drink?" The bartender asked, acting completely oblivious to your... situation. But he knew. Oh, he could tell it was taking hold of you. You were fumbling with your clothes, wiping the sweat from your forehead, and you were rubbing your legs together to provide some sort of friction; nothing went unnoticed by him. You replied you'd like a shot of your regular poison, and the bartender got to work. He served you your drink, giving you a wink as he did. "Here you go, my lady," he said. After that wink, something in you just snapped. You took the shot, but little did the bartender know that you didn't swallow it. You beckoned for the bartender to lean closer. He did so, not quite sure what you had planned. You looked around to see if there were any other customers at the bar, and luckily for you, there were none, so you could set your plan in motion. You grabbed him by the collar and crashed your lips onto his, sharing the drink with him. It felt like a dream to both of you. Finally. Finally, his lips were on yours after this certain drink gave you the courage to do so. Your tongue darted out to explore his mouth, and you moaned so loudly when it brushed against his. Little did you know that one of your friends was on her way to the bar. But when she saw what was going on, she giggled and went back to the dancefloor to leave you be, and tell your other friends that there might be a chance you would not be heading home with them tonight. Truly, the best wingwoman.

After your kiss, both of you had to gasp for air, you much more than the raven bartender due to the drink he had served you. The bartender tapped his colleague on the shoulder, who knew that this was going to happen sooner or later, so he could tell him to take over for the night. The colleague just chuckled and shook his head as Zeal walked from behind the bar towards you. He took your hand in his.

"Come with me," he said, and you couldn't deny him. He took you to an area you had never seen before. It kind of looked like a sort of VIP booth. He closed the door behind him and proceeded to lock it. Most of the music was barely audible now; it must be a soundproof room. "Take a seat," he said as he pointed at the comfy-looking red couch. You plopped down on it, and he sat down next to you. He then wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer.

"Are you feeling alright? You're acting kind of weird," he said.

"I... I'm not sure. I feel hot all over and uhm... like I really need you right now. What was in that special drink of yours?" you replied, the rosy blush you'd had on your cheeks since the first few drinks getting a shade darker after you confessed this to him.

"I have a confession to make." the bartender said as he pat his lap, signalling you to sit down on it, so you did. "I had no idea if this would ever happen without the drink, so I put an aphrodesiac in it. I just could not hold back anymore. I had to have you." he continued as a blush covered his cheeks as well.

"You could have just asked me. I would have never denied you..." you said, barely above a whisper. The bartender's eyes widened. Yeah, he had an inkling that you liked him, but he had no idea you were this down bad. Or did he sabotage that by giving you the drink, and were these not your actual feelings? He decided to not worry about that now as he crashed his lips onto yours. Your moans got muffled as you shared the most intense French kiss you've ever had. His hands started to wander lower, grabbing a hold of your ass. Meanwhile, you had entangled your hands in his hair after you had knocked the fedora off his head. After you shared that kiss, you hid your head in his neck to leave some kisses and hickeys there. Your head moved up a little to whisper something in his ear.

"I need you... I need you now." You admitted as you proceeded to take off your shirt. After you did, your hands landed on his chest, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt to get them off as soon as possible. The bartender chuckled to help you take it off, since he noticed you were getting impatient. After both shirts were off, the two of you went to take off the remaining clothes. When you were both in just your underwear, Zeal gently pushed you onto your back on the comfy couch.

"God... You're so beautiful," he said as he got busy covering your body in kisses. But it wasn't enough for you. You felt like you were going to explode if you didn't have him inside of you this instant. You let out a frustrated growl as your hand grabbed the hem of his underwear to take it off. The bartender gave you another chuckle that sent absolute fire down your spine and took off his underwear, after he asked you to lift your butt so he could take off yours. Zeal reached over to grab a condom out of the little table next to the couch, but you swatted it out of his hands. "I'm on the pill, and I'm clean. Got a feeling you are too. I need to feel you now, or I will go insane." You said with a frustrated growl as you wrapped your legs around him to pull his hips closer to yours, as your hands held his head to pull him into another hungry kiss.

"Alright then, princess, your wish is my desire." The bartender said with a chuckle in between kisses. He unwrapped your legs from his hips because he decided he wanted to put you in a mating press instead, so he did. Normally the position would embarrass the everliving shit out of you, but you were so sexually frustrated that you couldn't care less at the moment. He noticed you were getting more and more irritated, so in one swift move, he pushed inside of you. You let out such a loud moan, it's a good thing the room is pretty soundproof. "Get ready to get fucked so hard you won't be able to walk for a few days." he continued as he started moving in and out of you in a quick pace. It felt so good that moans kept spilling from your mouth in quick succession. This was exactly what you needed. You clawed at his back, leaving red marks on it. Every thrust felt deeper than the last, and such pornographic moans left your mouth that turned Zeal on more than he would ever dare to admit. His mouth moved to your neck, his pace never relenting, to suck and bite on the skin right underneath your ear. All the stimulation made you go absolutely bonkers. You felt like you were in heaven. The perfect sex, with the perfect man. His pace started to become erratic after a while, and he wanted to get you there with him.

His hand found your clit and rubbed it to give you extra stimulation. "Fuck, fuck fuck! I am so close, fuck!" you whimpered, the coil so close to snapping. You were so, so close and just a few more thrusts and a bite at your neck as he kept rubbing your clit sent you over the edge. You came with such wanton moans that that was what sent the bartender over the edge, too. "You're so beautiful, fuck." he said through gritted teeth as he emptied himself into you. He held you close as both of you rode out your orgasm, and that made butterflies swarm your stomach. After both of you came down from your high, you felt the need for more return. You let out a whine to draw his attention to you.

"What's wrong, baby? You alright?"

"Need... More..." you replied as you pulled him into another hungry French kiss. "You're the one who did this to me, so you better take care of it."

"I will take full responsibility. I promised you that you wouldn't be able to walk after all. Trust me, I am far from done." The bartender said as he sat up and pulled you up onto his lap, his dick still firm inside of you. "Ride me all you want, princess," the bartender said with such a husky, deep tone to his voice that it gave you a second wind to keep going.

Oh, this was going to be a long, long night.

[mx-pastelwriting]

Kinktober Day 30: Choking

NEGAN SMITH X GN! READER

SUMMARY: Choking you as he fucks you into the bed. WARNINGS/TAGS: Smut, Choking, Rough

Kinktober Masterlist

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Pressure of fingers and thumb dug into your neck, causing your head to turn to mush as Negan's words in the background fueled the pool that continued to fill your stomach as he fucked you raw.

Resting his forehead against yours, he looks into your rolled and watered eyes as he cures your name, angling himself to rail your overwhelmed body into the bed. The sheets hugged you as they moved with his command, "Fuck, look at you." He comments on your state of pleasure at seeing his effect.

Quickening his thrust as if he were ready at the sight of you mindlessly moaning, Kissing your cheek and neck as he moans, coming to his end. The pressure on your neck tightens slightly, quieting your moans as you cum with him. Softening his grip but staying, he kisses your lips roughly, claiming what's his.

Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is and grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

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[lazuli-starlight]

ATTENTION MOOTS

Yall like The Amazing Digital Circus? Yall like character exploration? Is Caine one of your blorbos, or at least you would find exploration of his character interesting? You like fics that have a focus on friendships rather than shipping?

Boy do I got the Fic Recs for You!

Therapy but it's just Zooble interrogating Caine by Sparkhearts2

The Caine Fic Ever. A fic that delves into how Caine works as an AI? How that effects how he functions and thinks? And how the Circus functions as a Computer Program and Video Game? Written by someone who clearly has a thorough understanding of these topics? Along with exploration of Caine as a person? The circus members coming to understand Caine better as both a person and a AI? W O R L D B U I L D I N G? Punches in the feels?

Sign me the heck up!

Abstracted Identity by Royal_Knightmare

Caine has repressed trauma from prior abstractions. Its resurfacing. Also he feels like a failure and slowly losing his ability to deny it to himself. Surely this will not cause any problems whatsoever! He’s fine guys! Hes Fine!

A fic Full of Caine being Silly, Caine angst, exploring what Caine’s past may have been like, and Kinger being a Dad. You will want to give Caine a hug after reading this.

The Ringmaster's Written Reminders by The_Spam_Specialist

A fic series about FRIENDSHIP! After Caine unthinkingly tackles Pomni out of the path of a rampaging an escaped abstraction she starts seriously rethinking how she sees him. Meanwhile, Caine is made to realize that he has been forgetting things and starts keeping a physical list of important info on each of the circus members.  Character development, fluff, angst and Friendships ensue.

Caine's Quirky Chronicles of Convivial Quests by GoGo_BlueDynamite

This series is less Caine-focused and more focused on all of the different characters. The stories are not really connected to each other but they are all exploring deeper into who the human cast are as people. I like this series because it incorporates the effect the characters past as humans and the effect the past abstracted characters have on the current cast. Makes the characters feel more real.

@wolftheidioticfan - tagging you cuz I at least know you are a fellow Caine fan :P

[jypsyvloggin]

How to Do the Flying Trend?

How to Do the Flying Trend Using Kling AI The Flying Trend has been taking over social media, and if you want to try it out yourself, you’re in the right place! Whether you’re on Instagram, TikTok, or Snapchat, you can create a fun flying effect using Kling AI. Follow this step-by-step guide to get started! Step-by-Step Guide to the Flying Trend Step 1: Open Safari or Chrome Open your Safari…

[stormblessed95]

Watching Are You Sure?! EP 5

A reminder of how I do these reaction posts as I watch things. I just write my reactions and thoughts down literally they happen. Think more of a bullet point format. I'll include links when I can to videos, thanks to the people who twt who upload clips. And at the end, I'll do a better wrap up of all my opinions. I hope everyone enjoyed the show so far!!

Chef JK! Salt bae JK! Absolutely smitten and endeared Jimin!

Jimin absolutely indulging and encouraging JKs cooking enjoyment by asking him questions about his process was so cute. Tae giving such earnest compliments

The way Jikook chugged their Soju lmao damn guys

Jimin making ssam to feed the staff and JK saying no perilla leaves was Hysterical only because of the whole perilla leaf history he has 😂🤣

JK popping open the Soju in increasingly silly ways while Jimin watched absolutely endeared and smitten once again. Until Tae accused him of teaching JK that and he had to defend himself lol

Jimin calling JK very handsome 🥰

Only 2 months until their service 🥺

Them talking about how they don't think they will fight at all when enlisted together..only help each other. And JK saying he hopes they even sleep right next to each other. No one can say they both didn't desperately want to do this together!

Jimin never letting JK elbowing him in his sleep go!

Jimin so demurely petting and loving on the cat while JK runs, jumps, playing and acts crazy while loving on the puppy is so them and so funny 😂

Vminkook car karaoke 😍😍😍

Jimin sneaking out of the pool to go spray JK who was still inside on his phone lol

Vmin teaming up on JK as soon as he gets in. Lol pretty sure Jimin probably pinches his butt behind that wall 😂 and his nipples at one point too lol

Taking turns sleeping on the bottom of the pool 😂

Poor Jimin got water up his nose lmao!

JK pulling Jimin to the top of the pool by his hair was a CHOICE lol he pulled it knowledgeably at least 😅😭😂🤣 I know too much about them at this point. Honestly

Too many fun under water games 😂🥰💜

JK playing a prank on Jimin and locking him out of the house lmao and him signing that he is annoying and to open at him 😂🤣

JK saying he is cold and Jimin starting to open his arms like he is going to hug him 💜

Not them having a towel fight 😂🤣🤣

Tae fully just claimed Jimin's bed and made Jikook choose the other two. Lmfao and the way they fought over who had to take the lower bed, but in a "no no, I'll do it's way 😍

Jimin waking up and first thing going to snuggle JK 😭🥰😭🥰

And then we cut and somehow Jimin lost his shirt and is waking JK up very obnoxiously lmao

Tae leaving early in the morning to go golfing with the Wooga squad! Look at him splitting his time so effectively and probably taking a break from the jikookery lol

JK photosynthesizing 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Jimin taking forever to get ready and JK trying to hustle him along was peak domestic behavior lmfao

Jimin wearing the perfume because JK said he likes it 🥰 cuteeee

Tae getting dropped off for their next meal all together and the Vmin hug 💜

Jikook telling Tae they were up till 4am and Jimin fell asleep phone scrolling?! Lol what were y'all doing all night?? You need more sleep! I say, typing this at midnight my time lol

I need my babies to stop counting calories 😭

Tae ruffling JKs hair and him trying on Tae's glasses is soooo cute! Jimin trying them on too! They all look so good in everything.

Not them arguing over if it's ham or pink sausage. Lmfao JK getting so upset about it that he asked the waitress and his "hah" back at Jimin over it! Lmfao Jimin being like whooo hey. It's just food. And their "apologies" to each other. Lol! They are so extra over everything lol How come Tae started this argument and it ended up mostly between Jikook 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Jimin basically telling JK he is happy if JK is happy 🥰 he loves him ❤️

"JK drinking soda means round 3 has just begun" lol Jimin showing off his JK knowledge 😂

Tae spent most of this episode when not actively playing with Jikook on his phone. Part of me wishes we got to see more of him with his other friends too, but I'm glad he made time to hang out with Jikook before they all enlisted too 🥰

Tae baby was so sleepy! He slept through the whole car ride basically and then came back to nap fully too. Jimin woke him up so softly 🥰

JK at a restaurant in NY while doing Golden promo alone with staff and immediately thinking about how he wants to make it for Jimin because "Jimin would love it" is so freaking cute and precious and sweet

JK didn't just cook stew for Jimin or Vmin, but for the entire staff. And I love him so much for that. The sweetest human he is

Jimin napping while JK cooks too 🥰

Jimin somehow lost his shirt at some point while everyone was coming to get food. Lol who knows why, maybe it's just titties out as appreciation for the cook? 😂😂

Both Jikook expressing that they loved having V there and that he helped make it so fun and that a maknae line trip made them feel really young again. And you could tell too. They were so silly! I love these 3 so much!!

Wrap up Thoughts:

So Jikook knew by the end of September that they would enlist together. And the palpable relief they both clearly felt over that was so so clear. This 100% made the experience way more tolerable for them. I'm so glad that they have each other. The difference in the way they talk about military service, especially JK, in the US and in Jeju is striking. In the US, JK started playfully smacking Jimin when he would bring it up, it caused him tension and anxiety and he clearly didn't want to talk about it, especially on camera. While here in Jeju, they know they will be together and they are relaxed, making jokes, expressing their happiness about getting to go together. Expressing their surety about how nice and helpful it will be to have the other there and their faith and trust in each other. How they want to wake up to each other. It's beautiful

I don't like calling any of the members 3rd wheels unless it's stupidly obvious it's a joke, but this episode Tae was third wheeling a bit at times. Jikook seem to have a tendency to hyper focus on each other at times during conversation. When they were all playing and being silly, I never once got 3rd wheel vibes. Only during times of heavy conversation while they were eating. Tae also kept pulling out his phone. He was clearly in touch with amother group of friends during that time as well who were also in Jeju, and him trying to split so much of his attention also probably fed a bit of those third wheel vibes a bit too. I'm so glad he was there with them though. Jikook also were as well. They all had such a good time together and seeing them and sharing in the love they all share is so healing for me personally. I hope Tae had the best time on Jeju with them and his Wooga Squad too! 💜💜💜

And that's all I've really got for this episode. It was a lot of mostly just sleeping and eating and playing this episode! Lol I can't wait to see what Sapporo brings!

[cavettrobert]

This charming lady (AI Facsimile) recites a soulful piece by Lauren Jarvis-Gibson!

[lockedbehindtheambereye]

Zen, the pathfinding hound.

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Trivia:

Ais route

Hound background

This is a self insert so it's gonna share a lot of traits I do. It also shares the usual notable zen-sona traits. Sometimes I'll refer to him as "me" because well. he is me yk?

Autistic, ADHD, OCD-C

Germaphobe and emetophobe

AFAB/Transmasc, He/Him/It/Its

As stated, he's a bounty hunter. He's a skilled assassin that specializes in close combat/hand-to-hand combat. He loves his twin swords a... normal amount (he's obsessed with them and treats them like his children).

He's short, but very fast and agile. He used to be called weasel or pest as a kid because of how slippery and evasive he was.

Enjoys sparring with Mhin and Ais.

Good street smarts and perception skills.

Fox symbolism

Some people think it comes off as apathetic, but really it just has a unique way of expressing itself.

Unstoppable force, meet immovable object!

Not Quite Human But That's A Secret For Later!

It wears glasses sometimes, usually when reading. They usually get in the way normally, so it just sticks to having shitty vision on the daily. It ends up getting contacts from Kuras.

Did I mention his twin swords were magic? No? Yeah I won't elaborate.

Has his fair share of book smarts as well, but never really lets it shine 'cause he doesn't care all too much.

Loves cats and even used to have one! Now, it just loves animals in general and never passes up the chance to pet a domesticated animal... or wild one.

I Do Not Like Leander.

Enjoys banter to the point where it's pretty much his love language along with parallel play. He loves the playful back and forth, especially with Ais.

Smartass.

Heavily inspired by one of my f/os, Hoshina Soushiro, from Kaiju No. 8 (MWAH ILY SOUSH SORRY I STOLE YOUR SWORDS TEEHEE)

Voice claim is Dave Bayley of Glass Animals.

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Backstory:

It's cold. So cold.

I can breathe, though.

All I feel is eerie suspension in drowning silence.

The water is so clean, so blue. It's the cleanest water I've ever seen in this world.

I don't want to stop drowning.

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"Momma, what's wrong with my hands?"

She seems to hesitate, taking a deep breath. We had just got done trying to restrain and calm a kid down from the effects of my curse. A curse that drives people mad. In most cases, they try to attack me. Thankfully it wore off, but a lot of the townsfolk kept looking at me like I was a pest or a demon.

"You want the truth, kid? You're cursed," she kneels down taking my hands in hers, seemingly unaffected entirely by the curse, "and I'm pretty sure it's my fault you're cursed. I'm sorry, Zoey."

"But how?"

Her lips press into a thin line, contemplating her next words.

"S-...Something to do with your... late... father." She looks away, unable to look her daughter in the eye.

I look down at our connected hands, "Can I fix it?"

"No baby, I don't think you can. You'll have to keep your hands covered for the rest of your life. I'm so sorry, sweetheart."

I can feel tears welling up in my eyes, "Do you think my friends hate me now, momma?"

I could almost hear my mom's heart shattering at my tears. She doesn't respond and just hugs me close to her.

The next day, she was sewing up a new pair of full-length gloves for me to wear.

At least she knew what fabric and leather I liked.

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"Mom! I'm home!"

Another successful bounty completed. The reward was a lot higher than my usual gather, so I was excited to tell my mother that we'd be eating well for the next month.

All I was met with was silence, though.

"...Mom?"

Still no answer.

I go deeper into the home, checking through the rooms. She said she would be home this morning, so there's no reason she'd be gone. Unless there was an emergency? I've told her there's very few emergencies where she'd need to leave the house, especially with the threat of Fogfall and Soulless.

Fogfall appearances are getting higher, so I'm getting worried now.

"Mom, where are you??"

Nothing.

"Shit."

I start running through the house frantically, eventually pulling down the ladder to the attic. Looking in, I still can't hear or see anything. I scramble down and walk back outside, thinking she may be in the cellar.

I have to put a lot of force into opening the trapdoor, but going down there with a lit match and a candle that stays at the foot of the ladder, there was...

Something was down here. And it wasn't my mother.

My free hand immediately reached for a sword. I stayed completely still waiting to hear the movement of whatever was lurking in our basement.

"Zen?"

...My mother's voice?

No, that's not her.

That's not my mom.

I slowly set down the candle and position myself in proper stance with both hands ready to unsheathe my swords.

I wait.

Something blows the candle out and I tense up, ready to strike.

Footsteps come closer to me, and without thinking, I strike whatever is in front of me.

However, the candle miraculously relights just before I hit my target, and in a moment of clarity, I see my mother's face; a face full of terror as she realizes her son is attacking her.

Everything seems to go in slow motion. I'm moving too quickly to stop myself and before I know it, I'm dealing a fatal blow to my mother.

But... that's not my mom? Right?

The impostor falls to the ground clutching onto my belts in her last choking breaths.

"...Why?"

It sounds like her. Fuck it sounds like her. That's not her.

That's not her. That's not her.That'snotherthatsnotherthatsnot-

I hear slow clapping from behind me. The impostor's body slumps as it dies and I slowly turn to the presence behind me.

"Wh- what?"

It was me.

"Hey, I think you killed the wrong one."

.

.

.

"...Th..."

"That wasn't an impostor, Zen. That was your real mother."

I can feel myself losing balance. I can feel my head spinning.

"H-Huh?"

The thing in front of me morphs into an exact replica of my mother. I feel my stomach sink and bile rise to my throat. I shakily step backwards, tripping over my... mother's... dead body. I catch myself before I fall, but only just barely.

"You killed your mom, congratulations! It doesn't feel too nice, does it? Losing your mother isn't a great feeling, I'd assume. I would know," the thing comes closer and morphs into a familiar face. Her original face.

"You're..."

"You killed someone important to me, remember?"

This is... this was months ago...! I collected that bounty so long ago why is she only just now-!

"You know... it took a lot in me not to hunt you down and kill you immediately. I think this will serve as a good lesson for you, bounty hunter."

I don't think. As she turns around to leave, I throw my left sword down and I pull off my gloves to grab her wrist. I know exactly what's going to happen when she comes in contact with my bare hands.

The switch is instantaneous. She's gone mad in split seconds. She lunges for me, trying to swipe at anything that'd hurt me. I slice her neck with my right sword and I know I struck gold when blood splatters all over me. I hit her arteries.

She's dead in seconds.

I kick her off of me as she dies and let silence fill the air.

I can feel the panic returning after my bout of dissociative instinctual actions and I shakily turn my body towards my mother.

I'm covered in both Andri's blood, and my mother's. I pick up my mother's body and hold her close, her last word sounding so betrayed and hurt plays over and over in my mind.

I killed my mother.

I killed my mother.

No one heard my screams.

A human's mind is such a feeble thing.

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I throw down the shovel, having finished burying my mother. Everything hurts. I'm still covered in her blood.

I'm sorry, mom. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, please forgive me.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry...

I want to go back in time. You shouldn't be dead right now. I shouldn't have taken that job all those months ago. I'm so sorry.

With the money I got from the bounty I just finished, I start walking through the town, devoid of any emotion. I can't stay here. I have to run. They'll all find out that my mom's blood is on my hands. My cursed hands. They'll burn me at the stake.

I have to run. I have to get out of here. I have to find a cure. I need answers. I need to know about shapeshifters. I need to- I need-

I need to drown again.

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more art, stat sheets/ship charts, and tags under the cut! (and some incorrect quotes/discord screenshots from my friends lmao)

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also @redspringstudio . am i allowed to tag them???? rss if you see this and iiiim not allowed to do that. erm. ignore this. LMAO.

[the-spam-specialist]

Fluff? Pomni and Caine fluff you say? Well I have some options!

Pomni is usually the one to ask Caine for a hug, but what if Caine really wants one so he's giving the biggest puppy dog eyes he can like "please? please ask? please ask now?" Hugging ensues.

Or

2. Caine has all of the suggestion cards out again as he thinks over what should be the adventure tomorrow. Pomni sits in on the side and the two brainstorm together.

choose wisely.

Ayo hold up, I've been holding onto a Caine puppy-eyes scenario for a hot minute. Now I finally get to use it!

He's Certainly Persistent

Caine is feeling affectionate and wants a hug from his good friend and favorite jester, Pomni! But she's too busy reading. Guess it was time to break out the big guns!

Characters: Caine, Pomni

Word Count: 500-ish

The digital circus lounge was, surprisingly, quite cozy today. Sunlight, or what passed for it in this strange digital realm, streamed through the nonexistent windows, casting warm, if slightly pixelated, light across the plushy, mismatched furniture. Pomni, perched on an overstuffed armchair that seemed to swallow her whole, was attempting to read a book. Attempting being the operative word, because Caine was currently hovering a few feet away, his denture-head tilted at an unnerving angle.

“Pomni,” Caine said, his voice bubbling with his usual boundless enthusiasm. “Pomni, Pomni, Pomni!”

Pomni kept her eyes firmly glued to the page, though the words were blurring into meaningless shapes. “Yes, Caine?” she asked, trying to inject a sense of nonchalance into her tone that she definitely did not feel. It was hard to be nonchalant when a pair of large, cartoonish eyes were intensely staring at you.

“Hug?” Caine chirped, holding out his arms in an imploring gesture. His eyeballs, already large, seemed to widen further.

Pomni offered a small smile of pity. “Caine,” she sighed, lowering her book slightly. “Not now, okay? I’m trying to read.”

Caine didn’t seem to register the ‘not now’ part. He just locked onto the ‘hug’ part of his request. His upper jaw, surprisingly mobile, seemed to droop slightly in what Pomni could only interpret as sad puppy-dog eyes. “Pleeeeease, Pomni? A nice, big, friendly hug?”

Pomni snorted, a laugh bubbling up despite herself. “Stop looking at me like that! You’re…you’re all eyeballs!”

If anything, Caine seemed to take this as encouragement. His eyes dilated even wider, becoming comically large. He blinked slowly, deliberately, the epitome of digital puppy-dog eyes. Pomni turned away, trying to refocus on her book, but it was no use. She could practically feel his gaze boring into the side of her head.

Caine then floated to the other side of her armchair, positioning himself squarely in her line of sight, those gigantic eyes unwavering. She huffed and looked away again. Undeterred, Caine zipped to the front of her chair, bobbing slightly.

Pomni was forced to look at those puppy eyes again. She hated how she could actually feel herself wavering. She tried to swat him away, “Stoooop.”

But Caine was on a mission. He kept flitting around, always managing to be right where she looked, those ridiculous eyes pleading for affection. Finally, on an impulse, Pomni reached out and, with a swift motion, clamped Caine's jaws shut, effectively shutting his mouth and obscuring his eyes behind his teeth.

There was a moment of muffled silence. Then, a disconcerting gritting sound echoed through the lounge as Caine’s eyes clipped right through his head and continued staring at Pomni.

Pomni stared, then burst out laughing. Uncontrollable, giggling laughter that shook her whole body. “Okay, okay! You win!”

She opened her arms, offering him the hug he so desperately craved. Caine squealed with delight, a noise that was surprisingly high-pitched coming from the AI, and launched himself into her embrace. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, letting out a little hum of contentment. 

“Thank you, Pomni!” he mumbled into her shoulder, his voice muffled but genuinely happy.

Pomni hugged him back, a warm feeling spreading through her chest. He might be a chaotic, sometimes unsettling, AI ringmaster with questionable memory functions and a head made of dentures, but he was also her friend. And sometimes, a hug from a friend, even a very…unique friend, was exactly what you needed in this digital world. 

[duskvsdawn]

may i request 17 and 21 for claude? both can be either sfw or nsfw, i dont mind! i just wanna see more claude stuff ( ￣▽￣)

≫ A/N: Helleuw! Thank you for this lovely request! I will do my best to make it a good one for you! I uh... it took me a few days to get to this one cause stuff has been chaotic and I had to take some time to see how I wanted to approach this, but I hope you like it!

CW: female reader, smut, reader is a part of Niji EN (17), alcohol consumption (17), hand job both ways (17), 21 is considerably shorter and also kinda adorable, Claude actually likes you and is afraid you don't (21), but luckily for him you do (21)

Art credits.

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My handsome cleric

Prompt 17: Off-collab shenanigans

You and Claude had been dating for a few weeks now. Your company didn't like it that much at first, but surprisingly, eventually they were okay with it when they noticed that the views on both your streams skyrocketed, everyone in chat went absolutely bonkers when you collabed, and the amount of fan art was absolutely insane. The two of you were shy about it at first on stream, but when you got the green light from your bosses, the two of you didn't hold back any longer and flirted with each other at full force on stream.

But today was a special day. Today, you two had an off-collab. It was nice because the two of you hadn't seen each other in a while. When your boyfriend came over, you greeted him with a long hug and a kiss and then the two of you got to work to set everything up because you were already behind on schedule. Both of you managed to finish setting up just in time, and you got to work. It would be a regular zatsu today, except for the fact that both of you would be drinking. Chat already had a feeling that stuff would get even more unhinged because of it. And they were right.

💬: How long have the two of you officially been together now? "Umh, I think it's been like 5 weeks or so. Am I remembering correctly, reader?" the cleric said as he took another shot of alcohol. He knew the conversations would only get even more confrontational, so he needed the alcohol for courage. "Yeah, 5 weeks now," you answered as you did the same. This had been shot number 3 already, and you were slowly but surely starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. 💬: Have you two had sex yet? 👀 "Guys, guys... Listen here. How do you expect us to have done that when we've only seen each other for the first time today since about half a year ago?" 💬: Maybe the two of you were getting freaky before you started streaming, idk "As nice as that sounds, we did not have time for that today. I was running late," the cleric said, going along with chat's sussy energy. Both of you might get reprimanded for this later, but that was a problem for future you. You had to admit that it turned you on a lot that your boyfriend was willing to say such things on stream like that. As the two of you talked with chat some more, Claude got an idea. It was a risky one, but he was so hoping you would go along with it.

Your boyfriend's hand sneaked between your thighs, and you whipped your hand towards him, whispering to him, "What do you think you're doing?!" Your boyfriend just snickered as his hand moved upwards to rub at your core. Chat was asking you what you guys were doing, and you lied and said that Claude just whispered something funny in your ear. But two can play at that game. Your hand moved towards his own crotch to rub him through his pants. The cleric did not expect you to actually go along with it, but he was happy you did. He wanted to one-up you, however, so his hand slipped under your pants and your underwear to rub at your soaking folds. You bit your lip to stifle a moan when his fingers started assaulting your clit.

💬: reader, are you okay? you seem to be out of breath while you're just sitting there? "I'm fine, I'm fine! It's just a bit warm here, is all!" you lied. The chat didn't believe you at all and was asking you what was going on that they couldn't see. "Well, wouldn't you like to know? I'll never tell, chat," your boyfriend said as he winked at the chat. The chatters were going absolutely insane at this point, and the messages were flying by faster than you could read them. You wanted to get your boyfriend back for this, so your own hand moved into his pants to start stroking his cock. Claude was the one stifling moans this time as your finger moved over the slit, collecting his precum on your fingers. You took your hand out of his pants for a second to lick it off of your fingers, and after you did your hand instantly went back into his pants to start stroking his dick some more. The cleric almost let out a groan when he saw you lick your fingers, but he could hold himself back just in time.

The two of you were riling the other up as much as you could while trying to keep a calm demeanour. You pretended nothing lewd was going on while you kept drinking, using your free hands and talking to chat. Claude had a smirk on his face as his fingers entered you and started rubbing at your g-spot. You closed your eyes and bit your lip so hard it started bleeding. 💬: are you sure you're ok reader? are you getting super drunk? lmaooo 💬: why do i have a feeling they are doing super unseiso things under the desk hehehe 💬: omg you're so right! they probably are! 👀 💬: TSKR HORNY CLARK AND READER-CHAN

"Guys... There is nothing lewd going on. It's just... I uhm... Fuck." you slipped up at the end as your partner's thumb brushed over your clit while his fingers kept pumping inside of you. You were getting so close, and it was harder to keep quiet. You were breathing heavily, and a moan slipped past your lips. You immediately covered your mouth with your hand when you noticed what you did. Chat was flying even faster now, filled with eyes emojis and lots of TSKR's. Your boyfriend was getting close too, however, but he was much better at holding back his noises. You bit your knuckles as you came all over your boyfriend's hand. Your hand movements faltered for a little bit, but while you were recovering from your high, your hand started moving faster to get Claude there with you. After a little longer, the cleric came into his pants as your hand started moving slower, and you squeezed even harder to milk him dry. The two of you lied and told chat you were getting tired, so you would be going to bed.

💬: they are totally sleeping in the same bed, guys. 💬: nah they gonna be sleeping in seperate beds with their hands above the blanket, clearly. duh! 💬: no sex allowed in this christian chat 💬: oh they gonna do the nasty 💬: unseiso sleepover incoming!

The two of you laughed it off and said goodbye to chat. You gave each other and chat a kiss and went offline. Now you could do whatever you wanted, and the cleric had more unseiso intentions even after his orgasm. "Mmm... I have you all to myself now. C'mere babe." your boyfriend said as he pat his lap for you to sit down on it.

You would not be sleeping any time soon. Unless you collapsed due to the alcohol you had been drinking, you suppose. Or the many orgasms that would probably happen that night, maybe.

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Prompt 21: Friends with benefits

We all know the unspoken rule of being friends with benefits: when you develop feelings, you stop seeing each other. And Claude could only pretend for so long that he wasn't absolutely head over heels for you. He wanted to ask you so bad if you felt the same, he had to know. So he met up with you, pretending to just want some casual sex as usual. Sex was always awesome between you two. You had been doing this for quite some time now, and on top of that, it happened often, sometimes daily, when either of you needed to blow off some steam. And what better way is there to blow off steam than having some... Well.. Steamy nights?

The two of you collapsed on your bed, you on top of the cleric, absolutely spent but oh so satisfied as usual. He was running his hand through your hair, and you already thought that was weird, but you welcomed it with open arms since you were so incredibly in love with this man, but you'd take that to the grave with you. You did not want to mess up this awesome arrangement the two of you had, and if you told him how you truly felt, it would surely push him away for sure.

"Hey reader..." Claude suddenly spoke up. He wanted to kiss the top of your head, but he wouldn't do that until he found out what your stance was on his issue. "Hmm? What's up?" you replied as you took a good whiff of his scent. Musky, with a mix of his cologne and sex. He smelled so incredibly good... "This thing we got going on is pretty incredible, right?" the cleric said as his other hand moved to rub your back. "Yeah, it's really nice," you replied as you left a kiss on his chest. Claude was kind of taken aback by this. The kiss seemed so... Intimate, so loving. That kiss gave him the courage to finally ask you what's been on his mind for a little while now.

"Have you... Ever considered being more than this?" he asked in a whisper, his voice shaking a little bit with nerves. "I... Uhm... I have, but we both know that would not be a good idea. Catching feelings is not a good idea when you're friends with benefits," you replied as you leaned on one elbow to look at him. "Oh..." the cleric said, disappointed but not the slightest bit surprised. "So... Does this mean we're over now?" he asked you. He was surprisingly close to tears. You clearly had no idea just how much he loved you and how much you meant to him. "I mean, it's probably best this way, right? Especially when both parties involved are having feelings for the other," you admitted sheepishly.

The cleric shot up straight. Did he hear you right? "Both parties involved"? "Uhm... Wha- What did you just say?" the cleric asked you in full shock. "I... Yeah... I had noticed you started you were getting more and more passionate with all the things you did when we're together. Your kisses seemed different, and you would hold me differently as well. More... Tender, loving, caring in a way. And uhm... It kind of made me fall in love with you," you said as you collected all your courage. The word was out. It turns out that both of you liked each other a lot. Loved, even. You should be ecstatic, but you weren't. You weren't sure why, but you were still extremely nervous. You scrounged together all the courage you had to do something you've been wanting to do for a long time.

You climbed on top of Claude (your now boyfriend?), and leaned your forehead against his. You cupped his face with both your hands, and you left a passionate kiss on his lips. You poured all the love you had into it. Claude was surprised, but in a pleasant way. He let out a happy sigh as he answered your kiss, wrapping his arms around you to pull you closer. And that's when he said something he's been wanting to say for a while now.

"I love you, reader." "I love you, too, Clark," you replied as you left another gentle kiss on his lips.