#Fall Coffin Nail Designs

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Fall Nail Art Trends 2024

Cozy Fall Nail Colors and Designs

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Maple Leaf Accent Design

Embrace fall's warmth with this design. A rich maple shade covers most nails, while a detailed maple leaf decal adds a cozy touch.

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Autumn Gold and Orange Tips

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These fall nail art designs offer a variety of styles to suit your personal taste. Whether you prefer glamorous metallic accents, cozy autumn hues, or nature-inspired details, there's something for everyone.

Ready to try one of these trendy fall nail designs? Explore more details and find inspiration for your next manicure. Let your nails shine this season!

[wttcsms]

OK last concept i swear, but please think about rich ceo!character who is stuck in an arranged/for business only marriage. there’s absolutely no love, but neither of them are allowed to be with other people without suffering a heavy financial loss on their end due to the prenup negotiations. his wife has fallen in love and is actively seeing someone else, but she can’t be the one to break off the marriage or get caught cheating! it would ruin her family. so, what does she do? she calls an agency designed to catch cheating husbands.

it’s a bit sleazy, but it’s somewhat honest work, right? that’s what you tell yourself. you’re just a grad student trying to pay off student loans and your current job isn’t helping with that. but job after job has you realizing that love doesn’t exist anymore. you’ve seen so many targets fall for your honeypot scheme, and after being the final nail in the coffin (aka the reason why so many divorce lawyers are getting a fat check), you think you’ll never fall in love. especially not with a target.

when you’re assigned to character, he’s hard to break. you’re one of the best girls in the agency, and your client is demanding you get her results. you keep telling her he might be the last decent man in the world, but she’s insistent that he is a cheater and she’s paying you to catch him so you better!! it looks like you’ll have to play the long game then.

managing to snag a job as a secretary at an office that operates in the same building as his own company, you try to stage as many coincidental run ins with him. you try to catch him in compromising positions or getting photos that can be taken out of context. but slowly, you start to realize that he’s genuinely a good man. slowly, he starts to realize that you’re genuinely an interesting woman he can’t stop thinking about. slowly, the two of you start believing — and falling — in love.

yikes

[notebooks-and-laptops]

Just realised the reason I'm not getting that cool Bellara outfit with the tiara is because i won't encourage her to destroy the archive. Which is really annoying, because I think destroying the archive is a decision neither she or Rook should be making and really puts the nail in the coffin for me on this game just not caring at all about the elves and especially the dalish at all. Like. Bellara could GIVE IT AWAY but to destroy it is to take history and knowledge away from so many people who are desperate for such knowledge. The game basically only brings up the dalish if they're victims of the gods they worshipped in this game (or worse, when the writing tries to force white guilt onto a group of people it makes no sense to have white guilt). And then to just decide suddenly that all these clans who have worked so hard to try and restore some history, the VEILJUMPERS themselves...just. don't get a say in this?

Like. Think of Merrill. Merrill would LOVE to get her hands on that archive. And yes Merrill can destroy the mirror at the end of her questline but if she DOES it's a huge emotional beat in which she believes that she thinks she was wrong and it got her keeper/clan killed. It's really done more out of anger and pain than anything else (the bit where it shatters chills me to my core every time). It's during the rivalry path and it's like, she believes she is so so so alone at that point and that the mirror took it all away. It's a really good character beat and I think maybeeeee they were trying to replicate it here? Because Bellara is also grieving and her brother was taken from her.

But it just doesn't work because it ends up as rooks decision and it ends up being like a methodically thought out one where we're just taking history away from all the dalish clans that they may want or find useful? And it also feels less done out of grief and more a reference to the previous white guilt convo that Bellara has about the Gods and it's like????? It makes me feel so icky to have to make that decision. It's NOT OURS TO MAKE. I just. Bellaras final beats they had so many options it could have been like; her becoming a spirit again or not, her following Anaris or not, her saving her brother or not. If they really really wanted to make it about like elves past Vs their future (false dichotomy but go off I guess) they could have had her find a way to remove her Valislin and whether or not she takes it (also I love the design but give her one we recognise and maybe make it one of the gods we are fighting to give it extra oomf?? I mean I like the idea of different clans having different designs but this kinda falls flat when she and Cirian are the only ones who have different designs?) because at least that decision would only affect HER and not you know. All the clans that constantly have their history erased and desperately want to hold onto it????

Anyway. I don't want to destroy the archive.

But I want the tiara. I want it so bad.

[colliecross]

hi. can i ramble about sasasaap and loop and the differences between games for a sec? i hope the answer is yes because i am perfectly normal about this topic!

ISAT and SASASAAP spoilers ahead!

so. So. SO.

As we know, because ID5 was still developing lore and stuff for ISAT while making SASASAAP, many things weren’t yet finalised and/or implemented yet.

One of these things would be the concept of ‘Bonding’ replacing ‘Marriage’. Bonding is a cool concept and helps distinguish the game’s world from real life, but it also gives explanations for certain design details (aka earrings). All 3 Vaguardian party members have earrings in their designs, there’s at least one bonded couple in Dormont’s House and we also know it’s seemly a traditional thing.

HOWEVER, the term ‘bonding’ ISN’T used in SASASAAP, with The Housemaiden’s draw content saying to have ‘wedding related stuff’ AND in her ramblings about the “HANDSOME YOUNG MEN FALLING INTO BEAUTIFUL HEARTBREAKING MADDNESS” horror anthology mentioning the heroes ‘marrying’ the monsters.

Now we could just chock this up to prologue weirdness, however to fully comprehend Loop, we must consider everything in SASASAAP to be canon too. And this then would include these small details.

Therefore, can you imagine, Act 2 Loop, in the mist of the internal nightmares their new existence has, notices the odd changes in Dormont’s House. Beside the fact nobody is calling it ‘The Castle’ and rooms are not where they remember them, they watch Siffrin interact with The Partner in the room before the Library. They funnily enough have the same reaction as their Stardust: [What’s a bonding earring?] But it doesn’t seem that important so whatever. But Siffrin then later asks about it, and they both learn about bonding more. And Loop is just confused. This is NEW information to them. What?? Nail in the coffin for them however would be in eastern dead-end on the 3rd floor.

Glossing over the fact that this room that they’ve explored so many times has now been deemed irrelevant by The Universe, there’s that same book. But Mirabelle mentions ‘bonding’ with monsters instead. And it all clicks.

Although Odile saying that bonding is only popular in Ka Bue, connoting that it might not be the only form of “marriage”, the word “marriage” is still never mentioned, so we can assume it doesn’t exist. Loop now has to contend with the fact that this entire concept has now been erased too. They’re now the sole living being who is aware of what ‘Marriage’ is now. They will forever see a ring on someone’s finger differently then the rest of the planet. Another thing that that’s been taken from them.

Now if you’re a shipper, this is the exciting part. Post-ISAT loops AU, and Siffrin + Family are travelling to Nille, with Loop along for the ride. Our dear star is being forcefully loved by everyone around them, and therefore for shipping purposes, they fall for someone. For the sake of example, Sloopis (Isa x Sif x Loop). Now time-skip. The trio are preparing to be bonded together. However, a problem has arrived. Loop doesn’t have ears. Loop can’t wear bonding earrings. Their partners try and figure out a solution, both worried that Loop would feel left out. But then a long-forgotten memory resurfaces.

And so Loop brings up the concept of marriage to Siffrin and Isabeau. How it’s like bonding, but with rings on your finger instead. And the duo go CRAZY! Sif is happy to hear more about Loop’s world, understanding the pain of losing their history, and Isa is fascinated by the style.

And so, when it is the time to exchange accessories, Loop is given two rings instead, from both of their partners, made with love.

[blu3-ja3]

Chapter 1: Downtown

Chapter 2

Simon Riley was an excellent soldier... Key word being was. After an unfortunate series of events Simon was deemed unfit for active duty military and was put into forced retirement. From there everything seemed to continue falling apart, his landlord giving him the boot, his job firing him, and the final nail in the coffin; his car being totaled in an accident that he wasn't even around to see. That car was his only life line, he'd been living out of it for months but then it was gone.

Simon did the one thing he could think of and reached out to the one person he knew that could help... And that's how he ended up in the entrance of a random alleyway near Piccadilly Square with all his worldly possession in a box and a large trash bag. He's here to meet up with his old captain and closet thing to a father figure one John Price.

Who has yet to show up which is making Simon anxious, though he doubts anyone could tell. What with his skull face mask and black hood obscuring everything but his eyes.

"Simon?" A familiar voice calls out.

Turning rapidly at the name Simon sees the man he's been waiting for walking towards him from his left. Price is the same as Simon remembers, kind eyes, nice beard and bucket hat. It gives a small bit of comfort to Simon to know not everyone drastically changes when coming back to civilian life.

"Come on, follow me! This cold is doin' horrible things to my leg." Price takes the lead leaning heavily against a cane on his left.

Simon follows quietly behind the man as they make their way further into the alleyway. They turn into a small alcove hidden well, as they get closer Simon can see neon blue light flooding a small staircase leading down.

As they begin to descend down, the walls are covered in graffiti designs that all pop out well under the neon. Simon notices a man standing in front of a door; also covered in the designs. Price approaches and gives the man a firm hand shake before pulling him into a hug.

"I still have to see your ID Price, Mom will have my head if I don't." The voice caught Simon off guard, he's an American and from the south.

"Here you go Graves, Simon got an ID?" Price was looking back towards him with a smile across his face. "Anything will do, this muppet just has to know you're legal to drink."

Simon balances the box in one arm, reaches into his hoodie pocket, pulls out his old, beaten up wallet and produces his ID. It's the newest thing he owns and the reason he wasn't in his car when it was totaled. Small mercies that's all he gets.

"Right you boys have a good time," The american, Graves, opens the door. It's only then that Simon notices the neon sign above it that has illuminated the entire encounter, 141. Simon assumes it's the address of the building.

Price shuffles in followed closely behind by Simon. They enter into a relatively large room with seating and booths taking up a small portion of the area, there's a bar near there with another figure. The vast majority of the space is taken up by a large dance floor, a vast majority of the lights are dim and the only two well lit areas are the bar and a DJ's booth against the furthest wall. Another figure seems to be working behind it but it's hard to make them out.

Price walks over to the bar and leans against it waiting for the bartender to greet him. After a bit of time the young man turns towards Price, he has short dark hair, freckles all over his face or at least where a black mask isn't covering it. He's cleaning a glass as he turns cocking his head to the side like a dog.

"Gary, how've you been?" Simon watches as the man sets down his glasses and begins making rapid hand gestures that Simon recognizes as BSL. Sadly he doesn't know enough to understand what he's saying.

But Price does and they hold a bit of conversation for a bit before Price asks for Mom, who Simon assumes is the owner. The bartender, Gary, gestured up before turning back to his work. Price thanked the man before turning and walking towards the DJ's booth, Simon again follows. Once approached Price calls out a greeting towards the figure, Sam, who keeps working and only raises a hand to wave.

Simon didn't notice the door immediately, it was well hidden behind the booth in shadow. Price walked through a small set of stairs that led to a small hallway with 3 doors, one to the left and right and one straight ahead. The one straight ahead had a little sign on it that read; Welcome to O'Connor's, Play Nice & No Rough Housing In My Bar. Price opened the door and stepped to the side to let Simon in first.

Simon is immediately greeted by a two tiered well lit room. Straight ahead is another door with windows lining the wall, he can see a small cobbled road and paved sidewalks lined with other buildings and shops. There are booths lining the windowed wall and the wall to the right of Simon, the wall to the left of him is covered in multiple pictures and a set of wooden double doors that seem to swing open. Directly to Simon's left is a large bar surrounded by stools with a large shelf behind it that's filled with various bottles of liquor.

There's a man sitting at a booth sitting next to two women all chatting, there's two men sitting at the bar watching the TV that has a football (soccer) game going. Price walks over to the table first patting the man on the back while talking to one of the women. Simon learns the man's name is Nikoli and the couple is Sarah and Kate Laswell. Simon has heard a couple of stories about Nik and Kate while serving under Price before the captain had his untimely accident that took left leg that is now a prosthetic.

Price introduced Simon to Alejandro and Rudy who were the two gentlemen at the bar, when there was a small chiming sound as a man and a woman stepped in and everyone seemed to light up.

"Farah! Alex! I didn't know you two were back in town! How's your family Farah?"

"Hello! We got back late last night, they're doing good. Dad says hello John!" The woman, Farah, gave everyone hugs as the man Alex gives a firm hand shake to Nik and Price.

"Where's Mom?" Alex, another American who again caught Simon off guard. Simon wasn't surprised by Kate as Price made a great many jokes about it.

" She is in the kitchen!" Rudy supplied smiling as he turned towards Price.

"She's making a fresh bre- NO!" Alejandro begins speaking in Spanish as Rudy starts laughing patting the man on the back. Simon is a little caught off guard with the variety of people here, with Nik being Russian, The Laswell couple, Alex, and Graves all being Americans, Farah being from Urzikstan, and Alejandro & Ruby being from Mexico. Simon's thoughts are cut short as the double doors swing open.

A man wearing a similar outfit to Gary's comes in, he's wearing a black button up and black slacks but where Gary has a purple bowtie this man had nothing but in his chest pocket he had a little red pocket square. He's carrying a large planter with multiple plates of food that he hands to those sitting at the table. Once he's done he turns around. When he smiles Simon feels like he's looking at the sun, it's so bright.

"Price! Good to see you, Mom told me you'd be stopping by!" The man steps behind the bar getting drinks for Farah and Alex.

Price guides Simon into the kitchen, the scent of fresh bread and simmering beef stew wafted into Simon's face. There was another man standing at a stove humming to music that was being played further into the kitchen. Price walked over to him and leaned against the wall next to the wall and started chatting with him. Kyle was the name Simon heard.

"Oh! Simon just walk towards music and looks for the woman with ginger hair, let her know I sent you..." Price smiled reassuringly at Simon before going back to the conversation with Kyle.

Simon did as he was told and began to walk further into the kitchen following the music playing. He rounds a corner to see a woman with ginger hair, long white sleeve rolled up as she's kneading dough.

"Excuse me? Are you Mom? Price told me to find you." Simon said after clearing his throat.

The woman looks at him and smiles sweetly before putting the dough into a tray and slipping it into the oven next to her. She removes her apron and washes her hands quickly before walking towards Simon. Holding out a hand and as Simon grips it to shake she begins to talk.

"Nice to meet you lad, Maevis O'Connor but most everyone calls me Mom. If you'd like to follow me we can have a proper discussion while we sit..." She steps past Simon guilding him yet again. As they pass Price and Kyle she speaks up again.

"Kyle darling the bread is in the oven, the timers are set. You'll be the only one here, make sure John doesn't burn down my kitchen won't you?"

"Yes ma'am, Shepherd's Pie is almost done so I'll watch for the bread." O'Connor nods smiling so sweetly towards Kyle.

"Oh come now Maeve I won't burn down your kitchen!"

" If you keep distracting my head chief you will... Mind yourself this is my kitchen and I keep my knives very sharp John!" She says as she pushes through the doors holding one open for Simon.

She points towards a small booth in the far corner closest to the door Simon had originally entered from. Simon goes to sit down as O'Connor says a few words to everyone after walking behind the bar and grabbing a small piece of paper. She hands it to Simon before sitting across from him.

Simon looks down to see a small menu with four meals on it. His confusion must be visible in his eyes because O'Connor speaks up.

"Pick one and we'll bring it out for you lad!" The same sweet smile across her face.

"Ah no I'm good, I'm not hungry!" As if to call Simon out on the lie his stomach growls.

O'Connor tilts her head at him but before she can say anything the bartender appears at their table.

"What can I get for you tonight?"

"Nothing I'm good..." Simon says again hoping he stomach doesn't betray him again.

He hears O'Connor sigh before ordering a slice of Shepard's pie then looking to him

"What's your drink of choice lad?" Simon again tries to deny to no avail.

"John! What the hell does this stubborn git drink?"

Price who'd sat at the table with Nik, Sarah and Kate have their own booth eating together, turns towards them before yelling back.

"Kentucky bourbon, neat!" Price smiled at Simon as though he could see betrayal on Simon's face even with the mask on.

"Like a good ol' boy" the bartender gives Simon a wolfish smile that makes his heart stutter and his lower half jump. He's extremely thankful for his mask as it hides his blush that's definitely spreading across his face.

"Down MacTavish, no need for that. You've got what you need here." O'Connor swatted his arm, the man MacTavish laughed hard before ducking into the kitchen.

"I'm sorry about him... So you're Simon! I'm sorry to hear about your bad luck lad but hopefully I can help you turn that around. I've got a few spots open for both the bar and the club, which ever is preferred. There's a few potions open in the kitchen and doorman/bouncer for the nightclub." Simon and O'Connor talk about what the jobs would entail and how much he'd make per hour. Simon decides on the bouncer and doorman position.

"Are you still interested in living here? I don't know if John told you or not but you'll have a roommate. MacTavish has a spare room that he's already cleared out and set up. All you have to do is move in, if you're interested."

"Yes, Price told me and I'm more than okay with a roommate." After they confirmed a few details O'Connor left to grab some paper work for Simon to fill out, while walking away she stopped MacTavish who'd just walked out with Simon's food. He sat it down and came back with the bourbon.

"Do you mind if I take this seat? I figured we should chat a bit if you'll be moving in. So I'm John MacTavish but the regulars calls me Soap... Expect for Mom." Again Simon's heart flutters at the smile Soap flashes him.

"Johnny, what's with the nickname?"

"There wasn't an automatic dishwasher when I started working here so I used to do it. I always had soap suds in my hair when I came back to the bar, eventually the regulars took to calling me Soap... It stuck."

"O'Connor mentioned everyone who works here is former military, what did you do?"

"Demolitions! Had a knack for blowing things up, happened to be too close to one of my explosions. Can't hear well enough to continue service... Got to Sergeant Major, what about you?"

"lnfantry, Lieutenant... Psych evaluations didn't go how they'd like."

"Lieutenant huh? Want me to call you LT?" Same wolfish smile and a quirk of his eyebrow, Simon couldn't handle how his heart fluttered.

"No thanks Johnny, Simon's fine."

O'Connor came back with the papers and a pen and sat them down in front of Simon, "Just fill this out and set it on the bar, Tavish your off the clock I'll man the bar. Help Simon get settled in and show him around... Tomorrow's Sunday so I'll train you on what you're expected to do, Simon and introduce you to the team."

"Thank you for this, it's greatly appreciated Ms. O'Connor."

"Call me Mom, lad... I'm sure the regulars will come up with a nickname for you. Goodnight boys." O'Connor walks to the bar as more people begin to trickle in.

After Simon finishes his food and drink as well as the paperwork for O'Connor. The whole time he sat silently while Johnny chatted away, normally Simon would have told anyone talking to him this much to piss off. But for whatever reason he didn't find himself annoyed at Johnny and his constant chatter, Simon even responded and asked his own questions.

"When you're ready, follow me." John wink at Simon who was forever grateful that he's wearing a face mask because the amount this man makes him blush isn't fair. "You got anything else you'll need help grabbing?"

"No just the box and bag... Didn't have much before the military." Johnny nods before leading Simon back through the door he came through originally.

John pointed to the door on their left and lets Simon know that it leads to O'Connor's flat, it's the smallest one. It also leads to O'Connor's office in case Simon ever needs to know.

They go up passing a small landing with a door, which Johnny informed him was Roach (Gary) and Sam's flat. They get to the second landing and stop, Simon learns the Gaz (Kyle) lives on the floor above them and that there's a large roof access that everyone in the building is allowed to use.

Johnny opens the door to reveal a decent sized living room with a dining area and a nice kitchen. There are two doors to Simon's right and another on his left between the kitchen and living room. The door on the left is revealed to be their bathroom which was an okay size just very long. The first door on the right is John's room.

Simon's room is already slightly furnished, there's a big bed against the far fall, a dresser next to the door and a closet in the wall him and John share. It's simple and a lot more than what Simon was originally expecting, he's left to unpack his room which isn't much, all of his clothes fit into the first two dresser draws and everything in the box stays in the box under the bed. Simon leaves the room to put his bathroom supplies away. As he enters the living room he's greeted by an unholy sight that makes his heart stop beating and everything else to rush downstairs.

Johnny is sprawled out over the couch in his work clothes, his buttons down opened just enough for Simon to catch a glimpse of his well built chest and the faintest dusting of brown chest hair. His head is leaned back and tilted at just an angle that the light catches every feature of his face and highlights it gorgeously. His arm on the top of the couch perfectly flexing and his legs spread open just right to make the black slacks he's wearing to strain against him perfectly. He's a vision that Simon wants to devour...

Then he opens his eyes and it's like Simon is adrift in the sea, such a crystal clear blue that swallows him entirely. He can feel himself step forward as Johnny smiles at him like Simon's being lured in. Finally though his brain catches up and Simon clears his throat.

"Where should I put these in the bathroom?"

"There's a shelf next to the bath, half of the cabinet below the sink is yours along with the top two shelves behind the mirror." Simon is quick to lock himself away in the bathroom, he's struggling to keep himself calm. Just by looking at him Johnny has made him an absolute wreck. Simon eventually sorts out where his stuff goes before leaving.

Simon leaves and is greeted by Johnny leaving his room in a simple tank top and sweats. Simon walks out trying not to stare when the man lifts his arms high above his head to stretch and lets out the most sinful groan of relief. Simon felt his mouth go dry and his hand ached as they were curled into fists. This was going to be hard on him but he's sure he can deal.

Simon can absolutely deal with his hot as sin roommate.

[calits-now-ontheside]

🌻 Stream of More or Less Organized Thoughts on Canto 8 (Spoilers) 🌻

Okay so I can finally take the time to talk about Canto VIII, which was probably the Canto I was looking forward to the most since Hong Lu is my favorite character in Limbus Company and all the mysteries surrounding him intrigued me greatly (I can’t believe I read so many essays on Dream of the Red Chamber and read both its English and French versions to try to better understand his character, ah the good old days ~)

Anyway, all this to say the hype was real but I feared one thing—given the length of the book and the number of characters, I was afraid it would be too much for the format of Limbus Company and that the Canto would end up being just a parade of references and characters without real coherence or that some characters considered very important in the book would be brushed aside.

On that level I’m both convinced and a little disappointed.

I was still rather surprised by the number of characters with a character design, and I find them all very well done. I prefer to continue with the positive points before coming back to the knot that bothered me on my side.

Visually, it’s flawless. The number of backgrounds is impressive, each more beautiful than the last. The music is also superb, with a special mention to the level selection screen’s music, which seems to be linked to Lin Daiyu.

The animations are full of beautiful little details—whether it's those of Jia Qiu, the illustrations, or the ending animation, enhanced by Mili’s music, really flawless.

Tian Tian, by the way, was really enjoyable without blowing me away but the animation and dialogues really helped highlight it for me, even if she doesn’t dethrone Hero or Through Patches of Violets (you the best) in my heart. I feel like I’m the only one who didn’t fall in love with the music and I almost feel sorry about it knowing the place Canto VIII has in my relationship with Limbus but that’s how it is—it’s just not my kind of music.

The first part left me puzzled, not in a bad way: I didn’t know where it was going, which only piqued my curiosity even more. And what a second part!

Everything was so sad, so horrible, I remember thinking for three days about the horror Hong Lu had to go through in the lab.

And I mean, I expected we would go through a valley of horror in his Canto because there was no doubt in my mind that Hong Lu’s behavior was a response to one or several very very traumatic events and oh boy, we were served.

Hong Lu who had to witness the torture done to the test subjects despite his opposition, Hong Lu who had to witness the massacre he tried to prevent, his cries and desperate pleas to Xiren and his grandmother who are the only adults who showed him affection and whom he feels he can turn to were heartbreakoing to watch.

Xiren’s brainwashing, convincing Hong Lu that he couldn’t talk to anyone else, isolating him even more and even despite that when he tries to beg his grandmother hoping she would care it didn't work.

Nothing works, he just accepts his role in this story by trying to distance himself from others and especially from those he loves in the hope of no longer seeing the people he loves hurt and hoping he no longer has to suffer or see others suffer.

The fall of the Kong clan (in perfect alignment with the theme of DORC), the horror of the birth of those monsters (horrible, horrible scene), and just hearing a 10 years old Hong Lu ask his grandmother to let him go and close his eyes without her even showing a hint of sympathy because it’s not his role: the nail in the coffin.

All of that hurt so much and was heartbreaking.

Witnessing Hong Lu’s isolation and progressive renouncement of individuality was soul-crushing to watch and finally his call for help into the void to be comforted and just seeking reassurance and to know it wasn’t his fault—I just wanted to give him a hug.

Truly a masterpiece at that level and very happy to find a bit of that uncanny horror unique to the PM world again.

By the way, love the foreshadowings but PM must really thinks itself to be the funniers with Hong Lu's Corrosions EGO, going back on these details I am like "Come on, no way!!"

I thought for a moment he was going to distort by reliving all that. Fortunately—or sadly—he’s so disconnected from his own emotions that it barely affects him anymore. On that note, I was a bit disappointed that he didn’t have an encounter with Carmen, especially since it was heavily theorized since Hell’s Kitchen.

But at the same time it also makes sense for Hong Lu at this moment because as said earlier, Hong Lu has muted all his emotions, opinions, and feelings about what’s happening to him and what happened in the past.

So even if it hurt him a lot, it hurt so much that he simply snapped emotionally to no longer feel anything, not even a deep desire or emotion with which Carmen could resonate with.

He’s just starting to allow himself to feel all of that again and that brings me to my next point.

First, I love Jia Qiu with all my heart—already when I saw him during the Sweeper’s intel scene, I was just blown away and prayed he was on our side because he was so beautiful and looked so much like my favorite character from The Untamed that it was hard not to drink in his words.

And boy, my prayers were heard because Jia Qiu was just the MVP of this canto.

His past, his interactions with his little team and with Hong Lu whom he sincerely encourages, having witnessed his kindness, his badass nature and his attitude combined with his little aura of mystery linked to his absence—amazing.

I really liked the scene where he asks for compensation for Zilu and they take the opportunity to emphasize how strong he is.

His interactions with his small group became more and more adorable to watch, whether it’s their show of affection and respect for each other or when Jia Qiu criticizes Xifeng’s plan to just rip out Hong Lu’s eye. (another scene that many expected, I mean Jia Baoyu (OG) gets wax in his eyes in the novel and everything made us believe that Hong Lu himself or someone close to him might try to attack his eye)

And when I read that I was like “oh yeah, not a dumb plan, I hadn't thought about that too.”

Okay sometimes I wanted to tell Jia Qiu to step back and take Dante by the hand to tell them to do something because I found Dante quite passive compared to usual.

Sure, we understand that Dante is now more at peace with their role as manager (as we saw in Canto VII), and they did push Hong Lu forward and help him with their new power but here, they were delegating almost everything to Jia Qiu.

And even if that might make narrative sense since Jia Qiu, in a way, has the right to excuse Hong Lu’s past actions as a representative of the Kong clan, I would have liked Dante to be more involved, to talk with Hong Lu and participate more actively in his process of liberation.

Anyway, to go back to Hong Lu’s emotional state throughout the chapter, I found it very well handled and even though I would have liked to see Hong Lu get angry or sob over what happened to him, I find it almost more interesting to take time with that.

We know the sinners’ arc is not over afterward and I think Hong Lu will slowly learn to express desires, wishes, and emotions again.

As Faust told him, Hong Lu’s wish will be to want.

At the end we see Hong Lu open a dam full of water to defeat his grandmother and for me that’s a clear sign that Hong Lu released all those emotions (and especially his sorrow) from the dam that was used to contain them, accepting to feel them and live with them now.

But there was a lot...

I think Hong Lu will now go through a path that will teach him how to feel and express emotions and who knows—maybe some of those emotions could come out in a twisted way in the future because of how unused he is to expressing them, and Carmen might show up at the worst moment.

Also, Hong Lu could still have a lot of anger in him, anger that is still dormant for now if you will, but which he is now ready to let awaken so I don’t know, I’m a bit scared for Hong Lu on that level...

Part 2 of the Canto remains the most striking to me: it’s the one where Hong Lu is the most shaken, both as a child and an adult. It’s the one that touched me the most emotionally, even though part 3 also had some beautiful moments.

Small important note before talking about more bitter things, but it’s always a pleasure to see the sinners interact with each other or with others—very funny or touching or interesting, I maybe would have liked a bit more involvement with Hong Lu and his evolution but Sinclair and especially Yi Sang still had a small role in Hong Lu’s Canto and I understand, it’s always hard and it might feel weird to force all 12 sinners to be involved that deeply in Hong Lu’s story and emotional state.

I kind of wish Heathcliff had been more in the spotlight, but at the same time, there were already so many characters and things to set up that I understand why they chose to keep Heathcliff more in the background.

Super cool to get some info about Ryoshu (if she’s a mother, I’m going to cry, for sure).

Yi Sang is so funny with his ex, and I’m really proud of him and his growth — truly delightful.

Gregor and Rodya are still as hilarious as ever, and it was nice to see Sinclair, Ishmael, and Don each get their moments, along with Outis.

Meursault was a bit more withdrawn, but personally I’m okay with that — it has to fall on one of the sinners, and I prefer that over forced lines of dialogue. He still had a few funny moments too.

Anyway, still a huge fan of the Club of 13.

That being said, it’s time I tackle my biggest critiques of this Canto.

I must admit my main criticism of this Canto lies in the use of certain characters.

I wish some had been explored further — especially in connection to their original versions in the novel.

I felt this particularly strongly with Lin Daiyu, Hong Lu’s parents, and not so much for Jia Mu but I wil still adressed her adaptation.

Starting off, I was very surprised to see Lin Daiyu still alive (love her design!!).

I really thought she’d already be dead, and that her death would’ve been one of the catalysts for Hong Lu’s state at the beginning of Limbus. But I was wrong — and that’s not a complaint! On the contrary, it’s always nice when a story catches you off guard after you think you’ve figured it out.

That said, Lin Daiyu felt incredibly sidelined.

We understand she played a role in Hong Lu’s childhood, but she felt so… far away, even though she’s supposed to be like Hong Lu's Cathy.

I really wish she had been closer to her novel counterpart, at least through iconic elements like her debt of tears, her fragile health, or her link to the Crimson Flower.

And I was hoping that the mention of a red flower would lead to a connection to the Little Prince’s flower — and maybe, through that, a little more mention of Dante's past.

Maybe the reveal about Hong Lu’s jade made it impossible to bring in the flower concept, since he turned out to not be quite what we thought — maybe a celestial flower didn’t make sense anymore.

Still, I hope the flower shows up later with (hopefully) Lin Daiyu’s return.

And sure, I understand this is an adaptation — really, I do — but removing elements so core to her character struck me as odd, especially when Limbus usually takes care to preserve the essence of the original characters.

Maybe I’m nitpicking, but aside from her stubbornness and her friendship with Hong Lu, this version of Lin Daiyu didn’t resemble her original self much at all.

That’s a shame.

I almost feel like she should’ve taken Xichun’s role in this version, since in the end, Hong Lu seems much closer to his little sister than to Lin Daiyu.

And that’s understandable: Xichun is the only one who didn’t betray, criticize, or try to hurt him. She’s that little sliver of innocence in his life, before he had to completely shut himself out.

But really, Lin Daiyu could have played that role — even without being his sister.

There were moments where I just wanted to pull her to the front of the stage.

As for Hong Lu’s parents, I found them pretty passive overall — especially his father.

Honestly, I imagined his father as the Chinese version of Lelouch vi Britannia’s dad LOL — that’s just how I pictured him while reading the book.

Despite his inability to be competent, he can be so awful in the novel that I imagined him as a brute.

So once again I was surprised when I saw him — but not in a bad way! On the contrary, I thought “Hey, that’s true, Baoyu’s father is described as incompetent and unable to manage anything,” and that pathetic side is reflected a bit when we talk to him.

I found it interesting that they emphasized his “unimpressive” side in his appearance. I thought he was going to reveal a much more cruel side at some point, but… nothing.

When he vanished halfway through the tournament, I thought, “He’s definitely in on it and has gone off to prepare something horrible for the end of the Canto — we’re about to learn his true nature!!” And in the end, the guy never came back.

Honestly, I wish he’d had a more active role in Hong Lu’s suffering or conditioning, since the Canto and character are more or less an adaptation in the world of Limbus.

I mean, the kid has already been through enough to convince himself he’s just a window to the outside world, and we understand that he is chastised by the others in his family because of the favor he has toward the elders, which is a really interesting point I have to admit, but the tormentors are anonymize in a way, they are a crowd, a mass.

Which again, it's really good because it helps to create from the start this idea of loneliness and isolation in Hong Lu's life with the others. It's him against the whispers. (even if yes he has his two friends and Xiren)

However, Jia Mu takes a more individual role in Hong Lu's pain and trauma and I think Hong Lu's dad could have share it in some way. Not by doing the same thing but by also taking the role of an individual traumatic figure in Hong Lu's life. (hope it's clear).

I couldn’t stop thinking about that chilling scene in the novel where Baoyu gets beaten nearly to death by his father in a fit of rage and humiliation.

A scene like that or even just implied could’ve worked really well in Limbus, and added even more horror and helplessness to what Hong Lu feels and help lessen the burden of Jia Mu to carry all this role to herself, emphasising the role of the adults invidually - close to Hong Lu in his life - instead and making a reference to the book by using it. As said, maybe it would have also helped to less villainized grandma - maybe it could have even help to reinforce why Jia Mu is still trusted by Hong Lu if not by fear and filial piety, but also because she was / is here for him against his father, like in the book.

The mother, Lady Wang, was okay overall.

I regret the absence of the older brother of Jia Baoyu, because in the novel, his death colors the mother with bitterness — she would’ve preferred him to survive instead. But I get that there wasn’t really room to develop that here.

Lady Wang stays true to her role.

No, really, what I missed was the father's implication.

In the novel, he’s Baoyu’s biggest source of fear — and in Limbus, he’s just… background.

Side note: where was Wang Xifeng? I really expected her to take Jia Yuanchun’s role, not necessarily at the end, but at least in the beginning.

She’s so the symbol of someone who handles all the household business with Grandmother Jia.

She also conspires with Grandmother Jia in the novel to marry Xue Baochai to Baoyu — so in Limbus, she could’ve been in on it too, standing beside her during the selection ceremony, and then at the end we discover the separated existence of Yuanchun.

Honestly, that’s a shame.

I also regret that there was no explanation of the “Land of Illusion” in Hong Lu’s EGO.

The term is mentioned, it’s even on his character teaser art, and it’s so central to the novel… but here it’s just a phrase tossed out.

Is it just the name he gives to his emotional retreat mechanism?

No reference to the “Paradise of Truth,” not even in his new EGO line, even though Jia Qiu was scrubbing floors with us while waiting for Hong Lu to speak his truth.

Well, at least Prospect Garden got used.

Overall, I sometimes felt like this Canto started brushing up against really interesting ideas — like something powerful was about to bloom…

But the pacing, the need to focus on Jia Qiu, the family members, the fall of H Corp, and Hong Lu’s inner evolution always took precedence.

Which I totally understand — there was no way we could skip his reconstruction after everything he’s been through.

Still, I’m left with a feeling of skimming over things or incompleteness.

Maybe I’m just projecting too much of my own reading of the novel onto Limbus Company, and that’s the danger with this and theories — the line between hoping something happens and needing it to happen because you’ve imagined it for so long is very thin.

You have to accept that your interpretation wasn’t shared.

But that doesn’t stop the disappointment from settling in and feeling like the adaptation could have been done better at some parts.

As for Jia Mu, that’s a more complex story, because I actually really liked the approach of making her an antagonist to Hong Lu.

Yes, in the novel, Baoyu’s grandmother loves him and is one of the few who protects him (from his father especially).

But I think PM just brought forward elements that were already strongly implied in her character — and in the world of Limbus Company, it makes perfect sense that those traits would intensify.

For me, the grandmother’s love for Baoyu in the novel stems largely from his exceptional status symbolized by his jade.

She loves him for his jade and the status it grants him.

And while she wants Baoyu to remain carefree and playful, she’s also the one who manipulates him into marrying Xue Baochai, ignoring his feelings for Lin Daiyu.

Plus, Grandmother Jia only wants the family to survive and prosper — and she knows how to get what she wants.

So honestly, I don’t think her behavior toward Hong Lu in Limbus is all that strange.

Sure, it might’ve been nice if her love had felt more sincere — but at the same time, this portrayal makes sense to me.

Continuing on, I do see the message behind the jade not being magical but just a camera — demystifying Hong Lu’s fate and turning it into a symbol of his family’s chains and burdens.

Buuut… I admit I kind of wanted there to be more to it, something closer to the novel version.

But that’s just personal preference, and I totally get what I think PM was trying to do with that symbolism.

Still, it echoed tears of stars so much (even though they don’t serve the same purpose) and I was hoping for something different.

Hong Lu, I know you were emotionally shut down at that point, but could you have at least reacted a little to seeing a mechanism similar to yours?

Okay, that’s just a selfish wish — but I wanted a magical jade.

Also, I’d like to apologize to Baochai for accusing her of betrayal so confidently — but at the same time, I still really don’t trust her. I think I’ll dedicate a separate post to my opinion of her...

In the end, these aren’t really critiques so much as a collection of lingering thoughts. This Canto left me with a lot of questions:

Was Baoyu’s jade really just a camera?

Why does it lose its shine at certain moments?

Why does it glow in certain scenes?

And why is Hong Lu afraid of it in his Liu Story?

And as Faust says, why bother with something so conspicuous?

Are the Elders the ones activating it?

Why is he the only one who has this jade?

And if it’s so special, why was it never explained in what way?

(Yes, I’m really paying attention to what they’re going to do with the jade.)

I sincerely hope PM has all this in mind and that these mysteries will be explored in the future. Because even though the ambiguity fuels my theories and makes me want to dissect everything, it would leave a bitter taste if it all turned out to be a flash in the pan. But the post-credit scene gives me hope.

All in all, I found this Canto quite good, with some beautiful moments and striking scenes and a really good exploration and breaking of Hong Lu's character. But a few details, some personal expectations, and a certain underuse of characters keep me from placing it above Cantos 6 or 4 — and maybe even 7.

[adimouze]

~500 words maxiel timeloop/Palm Springs AU fic

tw: wags

The wedding invite lies in a bed of gauche, gray frilly satin, cream coloured and golden bordered. It’s ugly. Kelly should have asked him to design it. The invite lies where Max dumped it, a final nail in their coffin, sitting on the coffee table. 

Max kneels between his feet, in the cradle of his thighs, the hair on his skin prickling where he grips at Daniel, he should have worn longer shorts. He’s too vulnerable, even if Max is the one baring his neck, Max is the one on his knees, Max is the one begging. Daniel wants to hide.

“Please,” Max sobs. “Please Daniel. Just ask me. Ask me and I won’t do it.” 

Daniel’s not here actually. Daniel has heard this speech so many times now, he knows exactly what would happen. He would say “no, Max” instead of “stay, Max” and Max would jerk up, yell at him, shout at him, both their hearts in confetti sparkle pieces at their feet. 

He would leave, the door slamming, and Daniel would be sitting there. Daniel would sit there as the noon sky bleeds into the night, the invite accusatory and a symbol of his failure. Then the day would begin again.

Sometimes, Daniel kisses Max instead of answering. Grabs at his short hair, pulls him into his chest, into his body, into his heart, lets Max fuck him over the couch Daniel has had since he first bought this big fuck off flat in Monaco with no intention of ever actually living there. He lets Max drip sweat over his chest, grab at him, lets Max bite his neck, suck his nipples, kiss his face, the arch of his nose. 

His hands are equally as greedy, his mouth thirsty and starving and licking into Max’s mouth, like he could press himself into Max’s soul, bind themselves together. Form a soulbond if those things existed. Instead all that happens is that it ends. 

It ends and Max pulls away, wrecked and desperate. “Daniel, please. Ask me to not do this.” 

But Daniel can’t. Daniel did. It didn’t work. The loop reversed anyway. He has woken up every day like this. He has woken up on November 9th, more often than he cares to count. It starts with Daniel waking up in his Monaco flat, in an uncomfortable position, dragging himself to his couch, the sun too low in the sky for it to be any hour but too early, Max using the keycode to stomp in somewhere around noon, throwing the invites at the table then falling to his knees, begging. 

A world champion. At Daniel’s feet. Begging. Over and over again. 

The first few times, Daniel was scared. He told Max what was happening, sometimes Max believed him, sometimes he didn’t. Everytime it ended with Max leaving, the gauche monstrosity of an invite still on the table, and Daniel losing consciousness somewhere around 3am. He can’t break the cycle. No matter what he does.

One time Daniel tried to just leave, leave before Max got to his flat. He remembers stepping right into traffic, waking up in his bed, he remembers walking to the sea and sitting there until he falls asleep, waking up in his bed, one time he decided to eat whatever he wanted at the bakery down the road, ignoring Max’s calls and repeated texts of “where are you?”

But Daniel is tired. He doesn’t know how many times he can do this. 

So when Max asks, eyes blue and begging and Daniel’s,  “Daniel. Ask me.”

Daniel says, “Yes, Max. Stay.” 

[lfnr-blog-blog-blog]

Blooms of Spring

Hi I guess I am back from the dead, maybe? Like a reannimated corpse. Gif tagged from my BESTIE @flordeamatista

No beta, I am a giant chicken and if I dont post this now it wont happen. TW: mentions of blood, death, angsty, some heart break. you know me, gotta make you sad, no happy endings here.

~800 words.

Divider by @firefly-graphics

The night ended with the slamming of a door, blood soaking the floor. A ring and a question unasked. 

You felt your heart break as you walked away from the love of your life. The rain soaking your dress- one of many gifts from him. Seeing that side of him had shocked you. The man behind the mask: The Winter Soldier. 

Your love story had started out like any other, a cup of coffee spilled in a lap. The instant sparkle in his eye as he helped save your tablet and papers from their caffeinated death. A whirlwind of emotions that lead to tonight. The simple things, flowers at your desk, your very own office in his massive home, his men delivering packages and meals even if he was away. 

The months you had spent with him flew past, making you breathless. Knowing this was the man you wanted to marry made it easier to reconcile with the job he had. After all, running the largest crime syndicate on the East Coast allowed you both a lot of liberties, parties and meals and most of all, time. Yes, he was busy but he was never too busy for you. Until tonight. 

You worked in your office in his home, wanting to finish this final project before you left on vacation the next day, after the party tonight. Lounging in your sundress before getting ready. Hearing the preparations happening downstairs had you chomping at the bit to get ready, but waiting for the team he always had came in to pamper you before an event. 

You grab your water from the desk along with your phone and your design tablet to go to the couch, curling under the soft fabric of the newest blanket you had found at the store earlier in the week. Glass shatters around your desk, stunning you, turning your body to stone. A figure in a dark tactical suit pulls you into their arms, shoving your phone into your hand. “Call him” the voice says, “Calmly or I will put a bullet in your spine.”  Pushing something cold and heavy into your back. 

With shaky hands you push his name on the screen, looking at the picture of the two of you laughing on the Ferris wheel, putting it on speaker. “Blossom, I am a little busy right now, I will call you in a minute.” The click of the line resonates in your heart. A nail in the coffin. 

The promises Bucky made all going down the drain, that he would always be there for you. The promise that he would never ignore you. Gone. Just like you were about to be. 

The hours pass in slow motion, the waiting, the blood dripping down your arm, the puddle slowly getting bigger, one drop at a time. The thunder making you jump with every pass, the lightning illuminating the knife in the man in black hands.  Waiting for Bucky to appear, the taunting of the man you’ve come to know as Rumlow, slowly making you crazier. Promises of the pain and torment to come. The regrets of all the silly demands on Bucky’s time that you have ever made, trips to the store, and the time he killed the spider in your apartment. The one time you TRULY need him, breaking your heart and your trust. 

A flash and bang throws you to the floor, your knees taking the brunt of the fall. Smoke filling the room, Bucky grabbing Rumlow, the two fighting for dominance, Bucky coming out on top, and the blank stare in his eyes as he looks past you. On the floor, sobbing, and the box falls to the ground in front of you. He steps over you, leaving the sound of your heart breaking, you screaming his name, all being drowned by the intensity of the storm raging outside. 

Steve pulls you off the floor, leading you to the other room, and bandaging the cut on your bicep. Going to the bedroom you find your bag, the planned vacation long gone, picking up the ring box from the ground you open it, throwing it into the blood on the floor. 

You slam the door to the massive home, just a suitcase and a bandage soaked in blood, ears ringing, and questions without answers. The blooms along the driveway are being pelted by the storm, ruining the blossoms of spring, how apt.

[grokebaby]

@tolbachik

Ooobhf tough one I like so many.. It kinda phases out periodically which one I'm most latched onto. Or just working with the most actively

HI that was me pussying about bc I like so many things and am indecisive (how it usually is). Let's make this about Lamera bc right now I'm obsessed with her in this very moment and I decided to use this ask to it!

Here's artworks featuring Lamera! (different one on each word!) I think I should definitely make him a new bio very soon bc he's been around since the beginning of this blog. Which is alot!

Lamera is an angel (he/she) and a creation/son of Ngah, with whom he has a really. Difficult relationship.

Personality wise he has always been the most stereotypical classical angel depiction - kind, patient, gentle, softspoken and self sacrificing to a fault. He cares way too much and his character is a manifestation of many kinds of emotional and psychological burnout, which happens when you give your everything to everyone. Ngah has always disliked him and been ashamed of him for being so outwardly emotional and sensitive (one of his main design motifs is tears, bc he cries easily). He was her first child and Ngah was immediately kinda disappointed and decided to make a do-over. Lamera reminds his mother of everything she prefers to stay buried and gone which manifested in Lamera when he was made. Ngahs been emotionally abusive as well as neglectful towards not only Lamera but both her children, with Lameras sibling ZZ being the "Favourite" one, which has been almost as damaging for them if not in separate ways on the spectrum.

Lamera eventually started snapping which manifested in one of his halos (a collar around his neck) breaking off. He has a scar in it's place, but that was when he became disillusioned with his Mother completely. After Ngah was demoted from power Lamera started quickly falling apart and has now been self isolating and dissociating on a small planet from which he hasn't moved from in a while. He is utterly spent and exhausted and his mother's downfall was the last nail in the coffin for his whole world dissolving in acid before his eyes - of course he's pleased Ngah is no longer in power but heaven is in pretty fucking rough shape! The power vacuum doesn't help. Nor does the staff shortage. Mysterious how angels keep leaving or dying or disappearing mysteriously under such dire circumstances. Can't be the faults in the oppressive system and workplace abuse, surely!

A little wip of Lamera under the cut, I'm currently working on a little art piece of her :)

(There's blood)

MY BEAUTIFUL FAT ANGEL

[mr-felix-navel-emporium]

I finally got around to starting a new tickle story.

Here is the synopsis for y’all’s viewing pleasure.

Sinful Desires: The Tickle Trap

A noir-inspired, darkly sensual thriller where one man’s mission leads him into the hands of four dangerously beautiful femme fatales… and into a world of exquisite torment he may never escape.

The Setup – A Dangerous Mission

Detective Damien Cross is no stranger to the underworld. A lone wolf with a reputation for getting the job done, he’s spent years bringing down criminals who think they’re untouchable. But this case? This is personal.

For the past six months, women of power—politicians, corporate moguls, celebrities—have been vanishing, only to resurface weeks later in a haze of euphoric compliance. No ransom demands, no public scandals, just whispers of a shadowy syndicate known as The Siren’s Kiss. The women who return refuse to speak of their time away. Some resign from their careers, others simply disappear again, this time forever.

The few leads Damien has all point to one place: Club Desire, an exclusive, newly renovated exotic club owned by four enigmatic women. It’s set to have its grand reopening, and Damien has secured a position as a bartender, hoping to uncover the truth. He’s looking for evidence—anything—that ties The Siren’s Kiss to the disappearances.

But what he doesn’t know is that they’re already expecting him.

The Femme Fatales – The Queens of Sin

The Siren’s Kiss isn’t just a syndicate—it’s an empire built on seduction, control, and breaking even the strongest minds. And the four women who run it? They are goddesses of temptation and torment. Each one plays a role in shaping Damien’s downfall.

• Selene Noir – The Mistress of Shadows

The leader. Tall, statuesque, and ice-cold, Selene commands the room with a single look. Her dark, glossy lips curve into cruel smiles, and her piercing emerald eyes see through every lie. She wears skin-tight black dresses that shimmer like liquid night, her presence both intoxicating and terrifying. Selene is the master strategist, the one who orchestrates Damien’s capture. When she finally touches him? It’s not rushed—it’s slow, methodical, torturous. Her long nails tracing over his exposed skin, watching him writhe, savoring every reaction.

• Luna Valentine – The Playful Sadist

A vision of seduction with wavy platinum hair, cherry-red lips, and a playful giggle that sends chills down the spine. Luna loves a challenge, and nothing excites her more than breaking someone strong. She’s the one who starts the teasing—little touches while he’s bartending, a whisper against his ear, a single nail gliding down his arm. She wants to see him squirm before she even has him restrained. And when she does? She’s the one who starts the ticklish torment, turning his body into her personal instrument of pleasure.

• Vera Dusk – The Cruel Enforcer

Muscle wrapped in beauty, Vera is pure dominance. With her jet-black hair slicked back, her piercing golden eyes, and her deep, husky voice, she doesn’t ask for obedience—she takes it. She’s the one who physically overpowers Damien when he finally falls into their trap. And when he’s bound? She’s merciless, a sadist who delights in watching him thrash under her touch, knowing he can’t do a thing to stop it. Her method of breaking him? Relentless, unyielding tickle torture, pushing his body to its absolute limits.

• Isabella “Izzy” Sable – The Sweet Poison

The most deceptive of them all, Izzy is the illusion of kindness. Petite, with soft curls and a voice like silk, she’s the one who makes him think there’s a way out. She caresses, coos, whispers false promises, only to be the most devastating when he wants her touch the most. She waits until he’s on the edge, until the lines between agony and ecstasy blur, and then she strikes. Izzy is the final nail in the coffin, the one who makes him beg for what he once feared.

The Club – A Gilded Cage of Sin

Club Desire is a palace of decadence, designed to overload the senses. The moment Damien steps inside, he’s hit with the intoxicating blend of expensive perfume, burning incense, and the lingering sweetness of absinthe and honeyed whiskey.

• The Lighting: Deep, seductive reds and purples bathe the room, casting sinuous shadows across the leather seating and golden railings.

• The Music: A hypnotic blend of low, throbbing bass and sultry jazz, designed to make the body move. Every sound pulses through the air, seeping into the skin.

• The Dancers: Luxurious, barely clothed figures twist and writhe in gilded cages, their laughter like a siren’s call, enticing patrons to stay just a little longer.

• The Drinks: Served in crystalline glasses, each cocktail is a masterpiece—aphrodisiacs laced into the mix, heightening pleasure, lowering defenses.

Damien feels it all—feels the heat, the temptation, the lure of something forbidden. But he’s here for answers.

He doesn’t realize that he is the night’s true entertainment.

The Fall – From Detective to Plaything

His downfall isn’t immediate. It’s a slow, tantalizing descent.

At first, the women play with him—subtle touches, sultry gazes, the delicate scrape of nails against his wrist as they order drinks. He feels something is off, but he can’t pin it down. Then, an invitation—Selene personally requests him for a private VIP service. He’s led into a lavish backroom, filled with plush velvet seating, flickering candlelight, and the unmistakable scent of danger.

And then… it happens.

A drugged drink. A dizzying sensation. His body betrays him.

When he wakes, he’s exposed—stripped to nothing but his tight boxer briefs, his wrists bound above his head, ankles secured, completely at their mercy. The four women stand before him, dressed in their sultry finest, predatory hunger in their eyes.

Selene leans in, her long nails grazing down his trembling stomach.

“My, my… I think we’ve found your weakness, detective.”

Then Luna giggles, Vera cracks her knuckles, and Izzy purrs, “Oh, he’s going to be so much fun.”

Damien struggles, but deep down, he knows.

He’s already lost.

And this is only the beginning.

[yougotthetouch]

I do actually have tf ocs other than glitz and glamour! I don't talk about them as much (and one lacks a design while the other sorely needs a redesign) but they're always there in my heart. you've got:

· CHORD - neutral, victim of empurata and shadowplay. was a famous classical musician before the war, but fucked with the functionist council one too many times (the final nail in the coffin being him gatecrashing a televised appearance of theirs while playing the cybertronian equivalent of the benny hill music). the shadowplay left him unable to properly process negative emotions, and instead of expressing them normally, he bursts out laughing. unable to play music himself anymore, he started his own radio show under a new name. alt mode is a three-wheeled car :)

· SCURO - decepticon, and one of the earliest adopters. alt mode is an easel, and he despises that he serves no use to himself. functionists hate him. he's an artist in his own right though, and falls for megatron first due to his poetry, then due to his ideals. he wouldn't just follow megatron into oblivion—he'd go there with him, side by side, as equals. may or may not develop a penchant for mixing the innermost energon of his foes with different pigments to use in his art. eventually winds up on the lost light after not seeing his beloved for years and it's very awkward and tense as they both try to sus each other out and find their feet

[7listyleme]

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@marscats37 - [re: here; & aforementioned prev post] - first of all oh my god YES Bel and Chal were SO GOOD HERE. I had floated in my mind many different ways to have Loki’s return - one potential was going to be Fen and Jör bringing him back; another just…. Loki wandering, shaken, back in like nothing had happened🤪 but— a high stakes chase sequences between pocket voids led by BEL AND CHAL of all people was SO unexpected and SO SO SO GOOD, AHH,

But mmMm let’s talk about 🌈Loki’s kids hating Maci and Tory!🌈

The rivalry between kids IS different and more playful - actually while I’m typing this I’m realizing on the Taci side it’s all fun and games, but some choice LokiKids may be more serious about it. lmao. hm.

Short answer: It’s simply that actually the “loudest” of the kids, at least the designated opinionated spokespersons, are Rane and Vali who are the prime culprits behind this attitude. And the others (Nari - Fjöer - Fen & Jör - Sæunn) are just falling in line with them. NOT EISA/EINMYRIA/VRYK/LIBBY - so it’s not a whole.,, army?? it’s two angry children leading a mostly nonchalant mob of five, with three rolling their eyes on the side + Libby, New Here, watching skeptically.

but whyyyyyy??? okay SO,

At its root this part stems down to Maci and Loki’s long standing rivalry. Of course which by now they’ve behind the scenes dissolved and… haven’t told anyone about hence all this standoffishness…. But from day one in the palace all those years ago Loki was very loud about how much he disliked Maci; Maci’s constant return behavior was proof enough for anyone ride or die at Loki’s side to see why. So one after one the kids followed Loki’s lead, starting with Vali and Nari; since Fjöer was a baby, Loki himself encouraged him to antagonize Maci to his hearts content (baby screech owl hybrid… SCREECHES)…., Rane’s been mostly single parented by Loki so she’s a prissy handful in EVERY aspect of herself; and once Fen and Jör came to the palace they were admittedly polite enough to Maci but made it very clear that they did not want to interact with her beyond thanking her coldly for her hospitality. then they peaced tf out and actively avoid her. Sæunn is a baby (she’s six) and she’s copying her big siblings.

Now, Eisa and Einmyria ARE EXEMPT FROM ALL THIS ATTITUDE - Maci is their mom!!! Vryk too!! However Maci’s behavior during the Eisa/Einmyria pregnancy was another nail in her coffin in Vali, Nari, and Fjöer’s eyes. When Rane was finally old enough for Vali, Nari , and Fjöer gossip to her about what had gone down then she too more firmly set in her ways.

….And OOPS, not having expected he’d EVER be charmed by Maci down the line, Loki has always encouraged this!! 🤦🏻‍♀️So now again, having mended their relationship, or rather created a relationship from scratch, and not having actually sat the kids down to TELL them this before this whole showdown ended up happening suddenly is uh… oops accidental whiplash. And why would they trust Maci when she says they’re all fine now ummm Loki’s not here??? so????? If you’re fine why is he gone????? Well the consequences of your actions coming to bite you again Loki cause this will now be a mess he’ll have to untangle now that he’s back and reluctantly about to go public with things having changed

But whatever, everyone hates Maci we love to hate her she’s rude and annoying. big deal.

…why would ANYONE HATE TORY????

When Chal (seething with jealousy lol) calls the kids a Cult what you have to understand is that she’s really not too far off. The uniting trait amongst them all is that they’re all unquestionably loyal to Loki beyond all reason— which is NOT something Loki has gone out of his way to encourage, it’s just something that’s happened. In the olden days, the eldest of his children DID have enemies after them simply due to their parentage, Asgard’s hatred of their parent was a very real tangible thing, with real tangible consequences, and it’s not an exaggeration to say that at that time it really WAS Loki & them against the world - an attitude preserved forever in Vali and Nari, in Fen and Jör, and perhaps psychosomatically Passed along in the children that have followed. They’re ride or die for Loki - Loki is the entire world to all of them and can do no wrong.

And sure Loki does not really do wrong by the kids (leaving them just now was kind of fucked but besides from that!!) but elsewhere in other aspects?? He sure as hell has done a lot of wrong elsewhere BUT! This doesn’t matter to the kids!

So keeping that in mind… The dislike of Tory stems from WAY back in the beginning. and it’s emanating from Vali specifically, going all the way back to when Fjöer was a teeny baby and was kidnapped. I’ve spoken about that here! when Loki went on his reign of misguided revenge - and Tory, rightfully! punished him for that, damning him to the Underworld which led to Loki’s magic takeover - I’ve spoken at length about all that. However something that I don’t think I HAVE mentioned is that with the chaos going on of discovering Fjöer was gone, discovering Loki had already been on a rampage, discovering Loki was AT HIS WORST and dissolving into furious hysterical barely lucid pieces lashing out at Tory — Tory, FURIOUS, had made one bad choice in anger, and stuck Loki in Tartarus for a brief few moments before thinking better of it and pulling him out.

at any rate, Vali was there for that.

Vali was furious, and betrayed. In his eyes he had trusted Tory, as Tory had cared for his wayward father - and in his eyes, Tory had turned on him. Since that moment Vali had held a grudge……. Ghosts are prone to anger, heightened emotions; they’ve been stripped of their mortal coils and remain just their essences as shades, emotions flaring and sticking to that remaining core of them where they may have otherwise faded and slipped if they were alive. And so Vali, slightly more hot headed than his twin in life, has held onto that anger and betrayal, feeding the fire every single time Tory and Loki have bickered. Nari just stands by his brother.

The events surrounding Eisa and Einmyria?? Never mind Loki’s part to play in that; Vali blamed Tory for the distress Loki felt (AGAIN LOKI WAS NOOOOT INNOCENT DURING THAT TIME, ALL THREE OF THEM BEHAVED ATROCIOUSLY). Once Fjöer and Rane were old enough to convene with their siblings the sentiment was shared and they all adopted the us versus them attitude, stewing in the fact that when times got tough Tory would turn on Loki again (???). Once Rane put herself in charge of her siblings, she’s pushed the agenda as well. It is something that Eisa and Einmyria bicker with her about ffkfkfk. but like overall— within this group it’s that none of them✨are fond of✨ Tory and Maci,,, but it’s Rane and Vali who really fucking hate them. and like I said…. They happen to be the loudest, in a group.

and uh, Maci and Tory’ve never realized this! Not until they came to them for help finding him! Cause ya know,Loki’s never happened to mention it!! GODDAMNIT LOKI WOULDNT THAT BE IMPORTANT TO KNOW?? ( to be fair…. I don’t think he realizes quite how seriously they do 🫣🫢)

However at least, it’s actually manageable cause please remember this is vicious mob is…… a group of 10 year olds leading the helm. Like, Fen and Jör are not attached to anyone and are generally distrustful of anyone for reasons stated above, BUT they each have a certain regal distance and maturity about them. Certainly aren’t about to pick any fights. But they will Coolly observe Rane snarling at Tory, at the ready to back her up if he tries anything (again, ???). The tyrant prince, sneers Vali. yes this is INSANE haha

…well anyway they’re all going to have to play nice now!! Again Elysium plans are always being thrown to the wayside as shit happens but in my brain right now what SHOULD happen would be Loki realizing in vague horror (and… pride lmao) that this has been going on and is now an issue that they’re all close friends (friends 🙄👀), thus pulling the kids aside to put an end to this.

(…..This will all be well and good until Maci and Tory realize that on their end Neo dislikes Loki herself and have to do the same in reverse. fgkfk!!!?? WHOOPS)

All in all, this is all hilariously awkward and quite unfortunate. Only slightly heartbreaking during that moment of drama the other night but with Loki back — here we are, to unfortunate awkward hilarity. It’s really fine; Rane and Vali have problems with everyone💞 no one will ever be good enough for their dad, or good enough AS their dad.,, so…. Hhhahah wwEELLL

guess we’ll see what happens! (Eisa and Einmyria are so mortified lmao)

[isthehorsevideocute]

I want to break down what happened during von Ekerman and King Edward's round leading up to the fall in the individual final because while lots of people have had things to say about it I find that few seem to have a solid understanding of what actually went wrong.

So in jump courses, fences that are close together will often make what we call a related distance. Basically a related distance describes a question where how you ride the first fence affects how you ride the second. Two fences that make up a related distance will have a predictable number of strides between them. If the related distance is straight on, there won't be much room for variation but if the related distance is a bending line, the number of strides may vary depending on how much of a curve you put between the fences.

So the course of individual final where von Eckermann ran into trouble leading up to his fall was at a double related distance; the 4m water to the effiel tower upright to a wide oxer.

While the line from the upright to the oxer was pretty straight on, it required a good setup in the line from the water to the upright. That first line was not perfectly straight so the riders were given an option. Ride direct in 6 strides or bend it out in 7. Von Eckerman chose the direct line but tried to do it in 7 instead of 6. Because King Edward was given no other option but to pop over the upright on a shallow underpowered stride he had to gun it to the big oxer, which had the difficult turn after it.

So when designing a course, you have to take into account that different types of fences will require different balances. This water to upright to oxer to tught turn question was a question of adjustability. The water and oxer require the horse to be more open and forward where the upright and tight turn right after the oxer require the horse to be more compressed and collected.

While the horse turning toward the gate was the nail in the coffin that caused the fall, it would have been able to be salvaged (like the following rider) if King Edward didn't have to be so open to make the oxer. And consequently it would not have been an issue if von Eckermann chose a smother ride to the upright rather than trying to compress the direct line so much to make it a 7 instead of a 6.

I'm not saying the best riders in the world can't miscalculate and make dumb mistakes but let's not pretend it was anything more than a dumb mistake on his part. Like you can't blame the horse being difficult or sensitive on it. Von Eckermann made the wrong choice big time and paid for it.

[applejuiceyjuice-art]

how do you think youtube would look around 2016-ish (the semi pop of scene / scemo media) would he stay the same money hungry guy he is or would he have something to cringe back at ???

idk abt scene becoming popular but the emover hair era makes me think like 2011/2012, n thats the time period i designed for. he was still the outgoing funny guy, but his ego wasn’t through the roof yet and he wasn’t really money hungry either. he liked video games, movies, hoverboarding, pranks, skits, and had more of the vibe of a college student making random videos out of camcorder. he was also a brony. i think it would be funny if he did windows movie maker editing at some point. maybe he tried to do some shitty tutorials by typing on notepad. the tutorial king over here.

he had the varsity jacket, the emo hair, dc shoes, party glasses, sagging pants lol… i dont have the design on me rn but its probably subject to change cuz its kinda bad.

2015/2016 was a dark time for youtube (the site). there was a cultural shift, beginning to lean hard on drama channels and gamergate shit, it just became more hostile. then the introduction of breadtube to counteract that grew into the evolution of longform content which now dominates the site today. comedy and shortform videos eventually no longer did well on the algorithm, but video essays did.

so id say 2016 is where his shift into the ceo thing happened. like google decided he needed to be more professional (a lot of sites around this time were doing this too). at first he hated the whole suit thing, but twitch liked it n that started to boost his ego. he decided to embrace the new look, but doing it his way, which was a sloppier version of what he wears now basically. he grew into it as he got more into the corporate role.

the last nail in the coffin was whenever youtube became more corporatized feeling or whatever with the updates, like removing visible dislikes, though id say the official cut off is 2019 when they stopped doing youtube rewinds. this all sorta coincides with his relationship drama, at first going great and then falling apart around 2019.