#I feel things pretty intensely in case you couldn't tell

[icarustypicalfall]

REQUESTED!!

Cod boys reaction to reader having a meltdown\overstimulation of adhd\autism.

warnings: sfw, pure fluff. mentions of stress, anxiety, pet names, no y/n only you.

word count: 1k

cod boys x gn! reader

NOTES

thanks anon to this beautiful request <3

note that i myself don't have adhd or autism, everything is purely fictional and the signs, triggers and solutions I picked were mostly from Google. I apologize if it's not accurate, I'm open to learning more and It's okay to tell me if need to change something ❤️

i feel like i forgot someone, if i need to add anyone tell me!!

Phillip Graves

He knows about your ADHD\Autism case. He knows how to deal with it and surprisingly very good at it. You and him were at his base. He had an arm around your waist while he chatted with a large group of Shadows. Big old men who decided it's cool to chat all at once and  the same time. When Graves noticed how your muscles became tense, your breath shallow. He escorted you out of the group to his office. He helped you calm down and apologized for the behavior of his soldiers.

"m sorry darlin'.. breath deeply alright? "

John price

He was oblivious since he couldn't talk to every soldier and get to know them. Although, he tried his best for you and searched for informations with the help of Gaz.

You and him were sitting one night after a rough Mission, you had to dive in for intel in a pretty old mansion. The smells were intense and by the time you were back, you were feeling sick. Price was smoking his famous cigar beside you. He noticed your discomfort and dissiness and rapidly threw the thing away, apologizing for forgetting and helping you calm down.

"i apologize, love, lil old me forgets sometimes"

Simon Ghost Riley

You and him had to go undercover in a party to find your target. The party was extremely crowded, with loads of people chattering and laughing. By the time the other soldiers got the target. You were in a corner, trying to focus on your breath and calm yourself. Simon was by your side, squeezing your shoulder and keeping you away from the crowd.

"i have a joke love"

Kyle Gaz Garrick

He had many friends with the same case, he knew about it. Gaz himself got overwhelmed sometimes and he knew what it felt like. He noticed your discomfort after putting on the rough new uniform. He helped you cut the tag and make the material softer, less irritating to your skin.

"it's alright, you know, they should've kept the old uniform, but hey, at least this one is bad ass"

Johnny Soap Mactavish

You are a civilian. Not used to the weapons and it's noise like him. You were keeping him company in the shooting range. The repetitive sounds made you irritated. You rapidly became upset, covering your ears and shutting your eyes.

Soap noticed, and felt bad for making you uncomfortable. He took you for a walk outside the base, showing you the pretty forest and the dogs outside.

"see, 'm not dump lass\lad, i know how you feel"

Alejandro Vargas

You and him were having a brunch in a cafe. A construction zone was nearby. You could barely focus on the conversation, you had a high sensitiviness to the noise that made your brain fog. Alejandro felt bad for not realizing sooner and took you to another Cafe, you two had a lovely day that made you forget the morning's incident.

"I've never been with someone as interesting as you are, amor, you're a perfect piece of art"

Rudy Parra

Rudy noticed how overwhelmed you were because of your assignments. You were dealing with your laptop for several hours which made you tired. By the time you ended, you had a headache.

He reassured you, run a bath with essential oils for you, put a calm playlist and let you relax. He whispered sweet nothings in your ear and stroked your hair.

"you're so smart, mi cielo, i admire you. you did great today.. you deserve some rest"

König

He hated your boss for always making you breathless with work, stressing on daily basis. When he brought you lunch at work one day and saw you having a meltdown in your office. he helped you calm down, comforting you and patting your back.

for your boss, let's say he wasn't bugging on your back anymore after a 6'10 military man threatened to snap him in half if he made you stressed again.

"mein Engel, don't feel ashamed, it's not your fault and it's totally okay"

Horangi

He took you to a concert during his time off. He noticed your discomfort even with the ear pieces. He walked out with you and kept a hand around your shoulder for comfort and support. You and him sat outside the gig, you could still hear the music and enjoy the concert away from the crowd and loud noise.

"well.. i think i like this spot more.. with only you and me"

Alex

He knew how stressing your work is, being the assistant of a famous stylist made you stick with her everywhere. The flashing lights of cameras and the big crowds of people wanting to see her were too much for you. When you reached your house, you could smell your favorite food being cooked. Alex in a pink apron hugged you, telling you how good you did today and how you should think about quitting if you feel really bad. You eventually found a better job that didn't trigger you and made you more relaxed and happy.

"it's not late to change, love, you deserve the best"

Roach

You and him were attending a wedding of a friend. people made you feel uneasy with the stares. The loud music, the lights and sudden fireworks were too much for you. He was concerned about you when you started to breath shallowly. He insisted on leaving early and took you for a walk in the calm city. You eventually felt better. He knew how he should act and was extremely attentive and caring.

"you know, i think the moon is pretty tonight"

Keegan

He noticed you were stressed for several days, overwhelming yourself with many tasks and chores. He brought you some water, wrapping you in a weighted blanket and keeping you in a calm spot. He finished the chores for you. Smiling as you tried to wiggle from the burito like wrap to eventually give up, thanking him.

"what, you look like a huge burrito, so fluffy"

(the last line was so cheesy 😭)

little reminder that it's alright to have those meltdowns, you are a human and you have the right to feel this way. Don't blame yourself for anything. Focus on yourself and love yourself 🫶🏻

[misc-obeyme]

Couples Discount! - Secret Scene

Well, I shouldn't be surprised I guess. My "should I post the smut?" poll had some pretty definitive results. It's not yet over, but really I don't think I need to wait for it. Y'all voted for the smut.

I would like to begin by apologizing for my smut writing skills. I'm not at all confident in them, which is why this is the first time I'm really posting any.

So this is the secret smut scene that would come after the end of this daily chat scene I wrote, though you don't really need to read it before this. This right here is pure smut, so you know. Context isn't really required.

Please tell me if it's terrible. My anxiety is high so I need to know if it's really bad lol. Also I really tried to keep MC gender neutral so hopefully that turned out okay.

GN!MC x Diavolo - NSFW - MDNI

Warnings: oral sex, penetrative sex (reader receiving in both cases), please let me know if I should add anything here

Any thoughts you'd been having about the repercussions of the kiss you shared with Diavolo on the plaza bench were completely discarded now. You sat on the edge of Diavolo's bed with the demon prince on his knees between your thighs and thinking wasn't something you'd managed to do at all for the past several minutes.

One of your hands was in Diavolo's hair, the other one gripping the sheets beside you as you melted into the feeling of his tongue, his lips, his mouth giving you untold amounts of pleasure. He had placed one of your legs on his shoulder and his hand still rested on it. You could tell from the way his fingers flexed against you that he was trying not to grip you too hard.

You hadn't been sure what spending the night with Diavolo would be like, but so far he seemed to want nothing more than to worship you. He especially seemed to enjoy hearing you moan, deliberately doing things that he thought might draw one out of you.

You were slightly annoyed about the fact that he himself was still fully dressed while your clothes were already in a heap on the floor. However, you couldn't hold onto this thought for long enough to call him out on it. Not when he was using his tongue so expertly, the tension building up in your body as your pleasure intensified with every second.

It was almost teasing, though, never quite enough to bring you over the edge. Your fingers clenched and unclenched in his hair in both frustration and enjoyment.

"D-diavolo," you managed to say. "Please."

That single word apparently had quite the effect because Diavolo responded immediately. Where before he was only using his tongue, now he put his entire mouth on you. There was so much more sensation that you cried out, the hand in his hair becoming a fist. You had a vague thought about how you hoped you weren't hurting him, but it was gone in an instant as Diavolo sucked.

You moaned, unable to keep yourself from doing so, the feeling building and building. Diavolo didn't let up. He could tell you were close and he was determined to make you come. You felt your thighs shivering, squeezing slightly as the intensity increased.

Your body began to tense as you felt yourself nearing your climax until it finally hit you in waves. You couldn't even manage to spare a thought for what might be happening to Diavolo as your thighs clenched, your fingers still holding tightly to his hair.

You took several deep breaths as you let yourself relax. You let go of Diavolo's hair. He looked up at you from between your thighs with a smile so bright you couldn't help but laugh a little.

You cupped his cheek as you caught your breath, bending forward a little to lean your forehead against his. "You have way too much clothing on," you said, pulling at one of the buttons on his shirt with the other hand.

Diavolo chuckled. "I'm sorry, MC," he said. "Won't you help me remedy that?"

He didn't have to ask you twice. You started using both hands to unbutton his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. You let your hands linger on his bare chest, truly a glorious sight to behold, before reaching down for the pants. But in the position he was in, you couldn't quite reach them.

Diavolo kissed you before standing up to take his pants off himself. You watched as he did, finally freeing his enormous cock. Just looking at it made your skin flush and your body throb as your mind went wild with the possibilities.

It was very tempting to take it into your mouth, since it was right at the same height as your face. But you were more interested in putting it somewhere else.

Despite this, you couldn't resist reaching out and taking it in your hand. Diavolo made a soft humming sound at the contact and you looked up to see him biting his lip.

It was such a cute expression on him that it made your stomach flip. You found yourself suddenly impatient, letting go so you could grab his hands and pull him onto the bed.

Diavolo let you take control, moving easily as you positioned him so he was sitting up against his pillows. Once he was where you wanted him, you straddled his lap, putting your hands on his chest and kissing him deeply.

His mouth opened for you instantly, your tongue sliding in and tasting the salt of your cum on him. You tried not to let this make you rabid. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, your hands running through his hair again, your ass rubbing against the hardness of his cock.

You pulled away and looked at him. He was breathing hard with his pupils fully dilated. He looked like he was dizzy with lust, but there was an edge of concern on his face. He reached over to the bedside table, taking out a bottle of lube.

Certainly Diavolo was quite large, so you thought it best not to skip this step, even though the look on his face sent another stab of heat through your body. He slathered his fingers and you gasped as he put first one and then another inside you, stretching you gently.

Diavolo took his time and you were losing your mind with need by the time he pulled his fingers out of you. You put your hands on his shoulders and rose up, preparing to take him inside.

"MC," he said, voice quiet as he settled his hands on your hips.

You didn't let him finish whatever he was going to say, instead sinking down onto his cock. This elicited a moan that was like sweet music to your ears and he practically whimpered your name.

You decided to go slowly, moving down inch by inch until you had him fully inside you.

The feeling of him was exquisite. Your body flushed with heat as you squeezed yourself around him and he moaned. His hands gripped the soft flesh of your hips tighter.

Diavolo nuzzled into your neck, peppering you with kisses. "Are you all right?" he murmured into your skin.

"Don't worry," you said. "I'm fine." You tangled your fingers in his hair again, holding him to you as you began to move yourself slowly up and down his cock.

Diavolo's head rested on your shoulder and for a moment he seemed too overwhelmed by the sensation to do much of anything. But then his hands began to move you, too, increasing your pace. You matched him easily, speeding things up, but sitting down fully every time, allowing him to hit that spot inside you perfectly over and over.

Diavolo seemed to be unable to stop himself from thrusting up into you, but you didn't mind at all, moaning in response to the feeling of it. Diavolo's hands moved from your waist to your back, his head falling a little to press against your chest. Both of you were moaning now and you could already feel the tension of your second orgasm tightening in your belly.

It felt so good, you were completely lost in him, your hands roaming over his skin, the lingering scent of his cologne mixed with sweat and sex. The feeling of him inside you, thick and powerful, the way his hands moved you so easily, the desperate sounds of him mumbling your name over and over again.

Until at last, you felt yourself tightening, your body responding to the pleasure. You cried out his name as you came, your hands on his shoulders, your nails piercing skin, your head thrown back.

As you were just beginning to come down from this high, you felt him clutch you hard, a soft groan from his throat, and the warmth of his cum spilling inside you.

Exhausted, you collapsed against him. Diavolo's arms wrapped around you, holding you to him as you rested your head on his chest.

This was only the beginning of your infamous night with Lord Diavolo and you would be pleased to discover just how much stamina the prince of the Devildom really had.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[prettykittycastle]

love your writing! can you do something where the reader and dean are sharing their sex experiences and she tells him that she’s never squirted before and he makes her? & them being friends with like a lotttt of flirting and sexual tension

Alright

Summary: Dean offers to make the reader squirt for the first time.

(The reader is AFAB and uses she/her pronouns. The ethnicity/race is any.)

(Content Warning: Fingering, slight dirty talk, multiple orgasms, slight choking, squirting, overstimulation)

It was pushing midnight and me and Dean were still going hard, drinking and laughing our asses off about a multitude of things. He was drinking his usual whiskey while I chose to stick to a nice, cold beer. Sam had already decided to call it a night early and went to bed the second we came from our case. Surprisingly, the case we worked was actually pretty easy to figure out, the only problem was actually fighting and killing the monster. It took a lot of effort but we were able to do it with minimal injuries. Me and Dean decided that such an easy case should be rewarded with a peaceful night of drinking and laughing.

"I didn't mean to. I had no control over it," Dean defended himself, laughing along with me at his story.

The conversation had somehow switched to the topic of embarrassing sex stories.

"I was cumming every where and it just landed wherever. I didn't mean to cum in her eyes or her nose."

"Oh my god, Dean. That's horrible!" I told him, can't help laughing harder.

"If I'm horrible, then so is she. She once squirted in my face and it landed in my eye."

I couldn't hold back the next wave of laughter that came from my throat and I had to place my beer bottle on the bunker table before I accidentally waste it.

"So what about you?" He asked, taking a sip of his whiskey.

"What about me?"

"Squirted in a guy's eye? Something else?"

"Oh, never," I chuckled, shaking my head. "I've never squirted before."

Once I felt that my laughter has simmered down, I picked up my bottle and and was about to drink when I noticed the look upon Dean's face and his silence.

"What?"

"You've never squirted? Ever?"

I shook my head and sipped my beer.

"Why not?"

"I don't know. It's just never happened. I don't know if I can."

"Lots of women don't know until they get with someone who can fuck them good enough," he stated, downing the rest of his whiskey, looking at me with a look that I've never seen on him before.

Me and Dean tended to sometimes have our moments of not knowing whether or not we would be good together but we would always sort of ignore it and pretend it never happened. Don't ruin a good friendship, is what I always tell myself. The look in Dean's eyes is making me think that perhaps it might be worth trying to experiment with him just to see.

Clearing my throat, I try to ignore the tingling in my core that his look is giving me. "Well, I guess I haven't found that person yet." I took my bottle and drunk the last of my beer, feeling my body getting hotter and hotter, the longer he looked at me.

"If you want, I could see if I can make you... Just to see if you can."

Oh fuck. He wants to make me squirt. Just the thought of it is making me soak my panties.

I was about to open my mouth and tell him yes when he suddenly stood up from his chair and took a few steps to stand in front of me, his clothed crotch being right at eye level with me. Even through the thick jeans, he was wearing, I could see the growing bulge of his dick and I so badly wanted to-

"(Y/N)," he said and I looked up at him to see the look on his face become even more intense.

I stood up, my head stopping at his chest, and decided to say fuck it and grabbed his flannel, pulling him down to my lips. Surprisingly his lips were extremely soft and they tasted like the whiskey he was drinking, but the way he kissed me was something out of this world. The way he moved his lips against mine made the tingling inside me quickly grow to a small burning and I could feel my panties getting more soaked.

Pulling away from my lips, he lightly wrapped his hand around my neck and I looked up at him to see that the usual happy green eyes of his were now full of pent-up hunger. "Get on the table, sweetheart," he ordered, his voice deeper.

"But, Dean, we-" I was cut off by the feel of his hand giving me a light squeeze, making me gasp.

"Get on the table, now," He demanded and this time, I didn't hesitate to do as he said.

Still holding my neck, he began kissing me again, moaning against my lips.

"Dean, Sam could wake up-" I tried to say, pulling away.

"Then let him see." He continued kissing me, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I could feel one of his hands unbuttoning my pants and unzipping them, before I felt the tips of his fingers dip into them, under my panties and to my center.

"D-Dean," I moaned into him, feeling him lightly rubbing my clit.

"You're so fucking wet," he groaned, rubbing me faster.

He placed one last kiss on my lips before taking his hand off my neck and moving it down to my pants. Still rubbing my clit, he used his other hand to pull my pants down, the hunger he had was evident in his hurry-ness to take them off. When the pants were at my knees, I helped him out by kicking them the rest of the way off. I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in knowing that he was this horny for me.

"Fuck, (Y/N)," I heard him groan. "You really are soaked."

I looked down to see the crotch of my panties was almost soaked through by my wetness. Any other time I would have been embarrassed about it, but not tonight. Tonight, all I’m thinking about is Dean’s face between my legs.

"It's all for me, sweetheart," he asked, grabbing the edge of my panties and yanking them down my legs.

"Yeah," I told him, kicking the panties off my ankles and to the floor. "I wanna squirt for you, Dean."

My words did the trick for him and he quickly dropped to his knees and moved his fingers from my clit and replaced them with his tongue.

"Oh," I moaned loudly. He didn't waste time and quickly began circling my clit with the tip of his tongue while he inserted a finger into me, my walls gladly sucking it in.

"Fuck, your pussy's tight," He told me before sucking my clit into his mouth and thrusting his finger in and out of me.

"Oh God, Dean," I moaned, looking down at him. His hungry eyes looked up at me as he moaned and sucked on my clit, the vibrations making the burning inside me grow. I could see my juices running down his hand and leak onto the table.

Shit, I'm close, I thought, feeling the burning in me getting hotter fast. Letting out another moan, I reached down and grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face into me, grinding onto him and feeling his finger go deeper into me.

"Yes, yes, yes," I whimpered, grinding harder on his face.

I suddenly felt another finger squeezing into me, and he thrusted both of them faster into me. I could feel his finger tips curling inside me, hitting that special spot inside of me that made my eyes roll back.

“Oh fuck, Dean. I’m gonna cum,” I moaned, the burning getting hotter with each thrust.

“Cum, babygirl,” he said against my clit, and again, I followed his demand and came. While my body was rocked with waves of pleasure, Dean kept thrusting his fingers into me, his fingertips hitting my G-spot over and over, and I could feel the small stinging of overstimulation beginning.

“Dean,” I whimpered, trying to close my legs, but he kept his fingers in me. He suddenly stood up and wrapped his hand around my neck again, squeezing it slightly. The feel of his strong hand squeezing me made the fire that’s started in my body burn harder and almost too much for me.

“Dean, please,” I pleaded with him, not knowing whether I wanted more or wanted less from him, and put up a hand against his chest to push him away.

“Let it happen, sweetheart,” he told me and I could see a cocky look in his eyes. 

Before I could ask what he was cocky about, the most amazing pleasure washed over my body, taking my voice and breathing away. It was so good and so strong, I could barely keep my eyes open. I could feel my pussy gushing juices all over his hand and onto the table.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, sweetie,” I heard him say, but his voice sounded suddenly distant.

I could feel him still thrusting his fingers in and out of me and I lowered my hand to try to move his hand away. The pleasure was too much and I felt like if he kept going, I might actually pass out from the pleasure. 

With one last thrust, he slowly took his finger out of me and let go of my neck. I felt him caress the side of my face and I looked at him to see him licking his fingers clean of my juices. 

“How was it,” he asked, taking his fingers out, a small grin on his lips.

“I think we both know the answer to that,” I replied, about to move off the table, but stopped when I felt how wet and weak my legs were. I looked down to see that my thighs, some of the table, and a little bit of my shirt was covered in my juices. “Oh shit.”

“Yeah,” he said, cockily, and I looked back up to see him fully grinning at me. “I’m that good.”

“Shut up,” I moved my legs off the table and tried to stand up, but almost fell at how weak they still were, but before I could fall down, Dean had caught me and held me up against him, wrapping an arm around my middle. 

“You alright,” he asked. I nodded at him and noticed that the cockiness he just had was quickly replaced by a nervousness that was rare to see on the older Winchester, almost reminding me of a scared teenager. “You alright with this? With us?”

“Yeah.”

“And you're alright with us being...more than friends?”

“Dean,” I couldn’t help but chuckle at his nervousness. “You just made me squirt for the first time on the table. Yes, I want to be more than friends.”

“Oh,” he chuckled and I was glad to see that I eased his nervousness. Looking up at him, I couldn’t remember why I waited so long to do this with him.

“Wanna go to my room?”

“Um,” I looked over my shoulder to the table to see the puddle of my juices sitting on the edge. “Maybe we should clean the table, then leave. And be quiet. Don’t wanna wake Sam.”

“Too late.” 

We both turned to see a tired and angry Sam looking at us in pajamas in the entryway. His hair was all over his head and he had bags under his eyes. 

“Clean it, then go to sleep. No more tonight.”

“Okay,” I told him. Usually I would feel embarrassed, but now I’m just glad me and Dean finally got together and I looked up at him to see he wasn’t embarrassed either. We were both alright with this.

[brisquad-unit-4402]

Congratulations on the 100 followers, unit 4402! You've been working so hard. i'm proud of you and your writings are always beautiful!

As for the event, can i ask for pining prompt with the lovely sorcerer, shu yamino? Thank you so much!

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ah hello again 🍰! and thank you so much for the kind words, it really means a lot. i'm extremely proud of how much of myself i've been able to put into this blog and it only makes it all the sweeter when others think the same way of it

eeeek shu works so well with pining, it's kind of unreal. please enjoy

tags: pre-relationship, gender neutral reader, vtuber!reader, light angst, pining

cameos: ike eveland, luca kaneshiro, mysta rias, vox akuma

⚠ drinking

#100 followers for 4402 - 7. pining

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Shu wonders if he's too obvious. He probably is.

Your name appears often on his schedule. First it was a group collab with you and a few other newer Vtubers in your unit, then a duo collab two weeks later for a long game that needs at least two more streams to complete.

He enters VC daily, and when you join in after your work for the day, your voice colors his world brighter. No wonder you got hired; you sound just as pretty as you look. Hearing you laugh out loud is straight sugar, and your words relax him until you go on a passionate rant. He swears it's like sending his heart on a roller coaster.

Shu realizes that whenever you're on the line, he always hesitates to disconnect before leaving, just in case you say... something. He doesn't know what he wants. Anything. Just another word would be fine.

Three drinks in at a boys' night out with Luxiem, Vox bonks his head before ruffling his hair. "You've got it bad."

"I know," Shu says. He slumps over the table, phone in his hands and your last DM under his fingers. He's drunk on two things, and it shows through half-lidded amethyst in his eyes and rose quartz on his cheeks.

Ike watches on as Vox pats his back. "Have you ever thought about telling them?"

"Nooo..." Shu buries himself further into his own arms. "It's not a big deal."

"I'd argue otherwise."

"And I'm scared to ruin stuff," he continues. "Just talking to them is enough. I like them so much."

Luca laughs out loud. "You really have it bad. Want me to text them for you?"

Shu snatches his phone and holds it close to his chest. "No! It'll be fine, thank you!"

Mysta leans back in his chair, cocktail in hand and silly straw along his lips. "You're seriously hopeless, you know that, right? You gotta tell them at some point before it eats you alive. Or before they're unavailable."

Shu's eyes gloss over the table before he averts them. He should do something about it. The thought really does terrify him, though. Falling for a coworker is risky enough, but even if somehow you feel the same, he has no idea how open you would be to long distance.

Maybe it's the drinks hitting him, or how sleepy of a drunk he is, but the last time you met up he couldn't get the scent of your shampoo out of his mind. The memory is saccharine, and cuts through the boozy air. All this sweat in the bar. His folded arms become a pillow, yet he longs to wake up just about anywhere else as long as your shampoo lingers while you sleep next to him.

Under his arms, Shu pouts. The boys have a point. He really does have it bad.

Then he immediately denies that thought. It's just the drinks, that's all. Alcohol always makes emotions run wild. He'll pass today off as just that, alcohol and emotions, and when he recounts how yesterday he wanted to see your smile, and how he listened to you passionately talk the day before—that's the alcohol, too. Memories also feel more intense when he's drunk, and he'll go along with it even though he'll still think about you in the morning when he's nursing his hangover.

"I'll be fine," he lies. "I'm ordering more."

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✧. ┊ event post ✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi

[sebastianwallows]

SFW Alphabet for Ominis Gaunt

Warnings - None

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?) Ominis isn't super affectionate in public. He has a pretty traditional perspective about relationships in that aspect. You'll get a hand holding out of him and an intense blush when you give him a kiss on the cheek. In the privacy of your bedroom, he loves pulling you into his arms and giving all the kisses he's been thinking about all day.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?) You really couldn't find a better best friend. He's easy to goof around with, trustworthy, and he's never going to hold back in telling you if he thinks you're doing something wrong. Even if he's upset with you about something, it always comes from a place of caring.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?) He's a big cuddler behind closed doors. Cuddling is the only way he likes to fall asleep, it makes him sad when you turn your back on him. He can become whiney with you anytime you try to pull away. He loves cuddling with you both on your sides and face to face so that he can nuzzle your chest and neck.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?) He would love to settle down into a quiet life, but he doesn't think it's something achievable for him. Ominis would be so happy to be married and living with you somewhere peaceful. He's weary of having kids with his family line being what it is. He's used to using lots of enchantments to help with cooking and cleaning and he gets into a routine of cooking his and your favorite things. He's an A+ domestic partner

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?) There is a high likelihood that if he really cared about you, he may try to break things off because he's fearful of his family harming you for the sake of harming him. In this case, he would be tearful, but try his best to be aggressive and ensure you wanted nothing to do with him. If he simply didn't care for you anymore he would be very nonchalant and up front in letting you know that his feelings changed.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?) If you've convinced him that you'll be able to stay safe from any meddling from his family, he's ready to commit to you on the spot. He's never thought of a happy ending for himself, but he's quite a romantic and wants to do things the old fashioned way. So he would love to have a discrete wedding with you and move in with one another.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?) Emotionally, he likes to act like he has a hard exterior, but he's very gentle and sensitive. He's quick to be understanding and pick up on whether you want advice or just a listening ear. Physically he's gentle as well, only offensive when he needs to be.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?) He would be embarrassed by hugs in public. Not embarrassed of you, but they were such a rare occurrence in his life, to begin with, and he feels like eyes are all over him when anybody is wrapping their arms around him. When he hugs you back it's soft and tentative, he feels fragile beneath you, but he does enjoy the physical contact.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?) He's going to really stress over when the right time to tell you that he loves you is. He'll fall pretty fast and convince himself it can't possibly be true, but when he comes to realize he's completely in love with you he's sweating every time he's around you. When he tells you he wants it to be some kind of special moment.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?) Ominis isn't jealous too often, he's actually fairly cocky when it comes to you because he knows how much you adore him. Sometimes his insecurities get the best of him, but in these moments he's angrier with himself for feeling that way or for his perceived shortcoming.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?) His kisses are soft and tame, very light on your skin or lips. He loves to give you kisses on your hands or knuckles, followed by a sly grin because he knows you enjoy it just as much.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?) He's gentle around children. They often ask him lots of questions about his eyes or why he isn't looking at them and sometimes he likes to give them insane reasons as to why he's blind to mess with them. They have fun around him, but he's not necessarily the best influence.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?) Mornings are spent making breakfast together, often he makes different kinds of tea. He loves these domestic moments with you where you're just getting ready for the day and taking care of one another.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?) Nights are spent settling in and reading on the couch together, sometimes with separate books and sometimes with one of you reading out loud. Ending the day with a nice calming tea and snack is probably also a part of it.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?) He's hesitant to open up about himself and his past and childhood. He's worried he won't be taken seriously when it comes to the real trauma he's experienced and the way it's influenced him.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?) He's dealt with his family and Sebastian which both require patience for different reasons, so he's able to remain very cool-headed. You would have to be doing something he viewed as terribly morally wrong to anger him enough for him to be yelling and really act out. He's able to collect his thoughts and express them in a calm manner even if he's mad, usually.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?) Ominis commits as much as he can to memory, always trying to think about tiny things he can do to surprise you or make you feel loved. Nobody really paid attention to what he wanted and what he liked as a child, so it's really important to him that he does those things for you so you never have to feel how he did.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?) He would be protective of you, but he would have a lot of trust in you and your abilities. He prefers to go out with you if he thinks you may be on a dangerous trip or going to an unsavory area. With other potential suitors, he doesn't worry at all. He simply takes your face in his hand and lets them see how he knows you look at him before giving you a polite kiss on the cheek.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?) He would be planning for anniversaries months ahead of time with lists and notes of things tucked away in his things. He would make efforts to take you out on dates frequently or stay in if that's what you preferred. He would always be thinking of pleasing you with the little things.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?) He can be a grump when things aren't organized in the way he expects them to be. He can also be very hard-headed and reluctant to change any views that he has about things. These arguments are the ones that have the most chance to escalate and can feel like you're talking to a wall.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?) He's never able to see exactly how he looks, but he's very concerned with always looking proper and clean when he's going out or having any visitors. He doesn't want to be perceived as though he's weak and can't take care of himself, so that's what focusing on his appearance does for him. It assures him people will view him as strong and intimidating.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?) If he were to suddenly lose you he would have a lot of internal turmoil and grief that he wouldn't outwardly display. At least not intentionally, but it might show up in the way he would move extra slowly and hold his head up less high. He needs you in his life very much.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.) Even into adulthood, Ominis would use practical jokes on you and crack himself up every time even if you didn't find it funny. His favorite thing is to move quietly around the house and duck behind a corner so he can peek out to scare you and hear you scream in fear and then frustration.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?) Ominis likes a partner that challenges him but doesn't want a partner that has huge moral discrepancies with him. Sebastian bordered that line for so long and crossed it with his uncle and it tore him apart to be put in such a situation where someone he cared about did something so wrong to him. So if you had any inkling about things he viewed as wrong, he would probably stay away.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?) Do I even need to say it? He loves to sleep in weird places in weird positions. If you find him on a couch or your bed, that's a lucky day then. He often ends up on the floor or likes to be out in the garden.

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Cookies with a pinch of Laughter

MY FIRST WELCOME HOME TICKLE FIC LET'S GOOOO

Summary: Poppy was done baking some cookies to share with all of her friends, but she wasn't expecting Wally to keep them all for himself. She will have to teach him a lesson now.

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️: Tickles, that's all I have to say- (Everything is SFW so dw)

~Lee!Wally & Ler!Poppy

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"Ahh... Finally, these cookies are ready" Poppy sighed as she placed a whole tray of cookies on the kitchen counter. The smell of freshly baked cookies filled the barn with a delicious aroma, it was so tempting and could make anyone feel hungry in an instant.

"They still have to cool down a little"

She looked at the cookies for a few seconds before just deciding to go sit on the sofa and wait for the cookies to cool down.

But Poppy wasn't expecting a little stowaway getting inside her barn without her noticing.

Wally was walking outside Poppy's barn when he suddenly was hit with that sweet smell. He started walking around the barn, very casually and trying not to arouse any suspicion. Taking a quick gaze at the window, he saw them, those delicious and appetizing cookies were calling his name. And the best part of all, they were carefully placed on a tray, right there in front of him. Wally couldn't resist so he sneaked inside the barn while Poppy was distracted watching TV. And as soon as he stood in front of the tray, his mouth began watering. His stomach grumbled loudly and growled in hunger.

He gazed at one of the cookies in the tray with an intense look, his pupils dilating as if he was a cat and finally, the cookie dissappeared.

He ate it.

And then another.

And another and another... He consumed the entire tray of cookies that were standing before him, his stomach felt full and satisfied. That's when he tried to leave the barn like nothing, but instead... He found a very dissapointed Poppy behind him.

"Wally, I can't belive ya' did that. You just ate the whole tray of cookies I just baked!" The rainbow bird said while crossing her arms and giving Wally a betrayed look.

Wally was startled and tried to explain himself.

"Poppy! I... I didn't had breakfast this morning and I was starving. I didn't mean to-"

"But ya' did anyway" Poppy interrupted him. Wally tried not to look alarmed and keep it with his usual calmed look on his face, but on the inside he felt a bit guilty for what he did.

"I think the least thing I can do is give ya' a punishment"

Wally's eyes widen as he heard the word 'punishment'. What did she meant by that? Poppy wasn't going to hurt him, right? They were still friends after all. He slowly started to back away from her in a try to reach out the exit.

"Come on, neighbor... I'm sure we can talk about this" He got himself in a defensive pose, just in case Poppy attacked him or something, he really wasn't sure of her intentions.

"There's nothin' to talk about. Now face the consecuences!" Suddenly, Poppy tackled Wally to the ground without warning. It was pretty easy considering that she was way taller than him. Wally squirmed trying to escape from this colorful bird.

"I think I know the best punishment for you, ya' cookie thief" Poppy grinned and raised her hands in the air. Wally closed his eyes expecting to feel his face being punched by her own friend, but instead, he was surprised when he felt a tickly sensation tormenting his sides. Wally opened his eyes wide and let out a tiny squeak before trying to contain his giggles. Oh no, not the tickling...

"Now, let me tell ya', ya' can't get away with this so easily" Poppy gave a playfull smug "Did ya' really think I was going to let you eat all my cookies just like that? Well, think again!" She added while pinching and poking Wally's sides. Wally kicked his legs and squirmed even more trying to get free from the sudden tickle attack, but there was no use since Poppy was keeping him pinned down good.

"E-Ehehe! I'm sorry! I'm sorryyyhyhehehe!" Wally said while letting out a few cute squeals and giggles. Normaly this wouldn't affect him that much, but Poppy wasn't like the rest of his friends. She had feathers instead of humanoid fingers like everyone else in the neighborhood, it made the experience 10 times worse for him.

"Hmm... Apology denied" Poppy chuckled and continued tickling him even more than before, moving her hands up and down as she started poking even faster. Wally was about to lose it until he felt a hand squeezing one of his hips, that made him burst in frantic giggles and squeaks.

"Oh? What was that noise? Do it again!" Poppy teased as she placed both of her hands on Wally's hips and started squeezing them, making him laugh even harder.

"AHAAhaha! Stahahap! T-This isn't fair at all!" Wally protested and punched the barn floor with his fist, his laughter progressively increasing as Poppy squeezed again and again and again.

"So, you think this is unfair, huh?" Poppy raised and eyebrow and stopped tickling for a moment. Wally saw this as a chance to catch his breath so he did. Until a couple seconds later, he screamed with laughter and his sweet giggles suddenly turned into hysteric cackles. Poppy was now using all her hand feathers to tickle Wally's ribs, making sure to slide each feather viciously.

"Now THIS is unfair!" Poppy exclaimed.

"EEEEEP!! NONONOHOHOHO!! POPPY STAHAHAHAP!! STOP IT!! AHAHAHA!!" Wally squirmed and squealed even louder this time, his laughter filling the entire barn in just a few seconds. Poppy's feathers tickled like crazy, but for some reason, Wally was really enjoying this. It's been a while since he had a good laugh like this, he needed it even if he didn't wanted to admit it in front of Poppy.

"NOT THERE!! NOT THERE, AHAHAHAHA!! OH MY SWEET STARS!! NOHOHOHO!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!" Wally screamed with laughter at this point just acepting his fate.

"Not there? How 'bout this tummy then?" Poppy grinned devilishly and used both of her hands to tickle his belly. It was kind of funny seeing how red the blue haired man was turning. Wally's laughter quickly turned into hysterical shrieks after the first touch.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! STOPSTOP STAHAHAHAHAP!! I'M SORRY!! I'M SORRY, I'LL HELP YOU BAKE MORE COOKIES!! I PROMISEHEHEHE!!" Poppy tilted her head to a side, now this offer was tempting.

"Really? Are ya' suuuure you're not liyin'~?" Poppy asked with that teasy tone as she just tickled Wally's belly even more, tracing circles and spirals with the tip of her feathers. Wally laughed like crazy and squealed, ohohoh Poppy was being the cruelest ler! ever.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! YES!! YES I PROMISE!! AHAHAHAHAHA!! JUST STAHAHAHAP!! THIS TICKLES A LOT!!" Wally pleaded feeling his eyes getting watery from all that laughing. Poppy giggled slightly and finally stopped tickling him, she let the blue haired man breathe properly. Wally coughed a couple of times, still giggling as he wiped off some of the tears that were starting to form in his eyes.

"Alright, I belive ya' learned your lesson" She said with a smile. Then she stood up and picked up another tray full of cookies that was waiting inside the oven. Wally couldn't belive it!

"Huh? Wait... I thought you only baked one tray!" Wally exclaimed as he gazed at the few cookies laying on top of the tray. "Oh, no no. I baked two because I knew somethin' like this was goin' to happen, so I baked two trays just in case!" Poppy grabbed one of the cookies and offered it to Wally. She really couldn't be mad at him for eating all her cookies, they were great friends after all and they really don't take this kind of things too seriously.

Wally then grabbed the cookie and smiled happily, eating it with his intense gaze.

"Now, let's get bakin', shall we?"

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A/N: Sup tickle enjoyers! As I said at the begining, this is my first Welcome Home tickle fic. I apologize if my english or my way of narrating is not the best but english is not my main language. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this fic because I'll try to write more in the future!

Buh-bye now! ▶️

[valkeakuulas]

4 or 14 for Waxer/Boil? 😍🧡

I looked at the prompts and I decided that liked them both. So. One mash-up prompt fic coming right up!

Mistletoe: Private & Mutual Pining

Despite his smile, Waxer couldn't help but feel a bit wistful when he watched Wooley and the Commander share another kiss underneath that ridiculous headband Wooley had gotten from who-knows-where.

Next to him, Boil snorted. "Can't believe that Wooley's plan actually worked," Boil commented and he nudged Waxer with his shoulder, their pauldrons clacking quietly. "Think we ought to take a holo to share with the General?"

Waxer hoped his chuckle didn't sound too forced. "And risk the chance of the Commander stopping making out with Wooley? Nuh uh, Wooley's gonna use those massiff pup eyes if we spoil this for him."

"True," Boil agreed with a hum, and Waxer glanced at him.

He had expected to see a smirk or something similar on Boil's face, so Waxer was surprised that instead of it, Boil looked like he was deep in thought. Shifting, Waxer turned towards Boil and frowned a little when he realised that Boil was staring rather intensely at the still-kissing Wooley and Commander.

"What?" Boil asked when he noticed Waxer looking at him.

"I didn't expect you to be this interested in watching them make out," Waxer commented wryly, paying no attention to the quick sting of something in his chest when Boil flushed a little.

"It's hard to ignore them when they keep doing that right in front of you," Boil replied hastily, waving his hand towards the pair. He stood up and started walking away. "C'mon, let's go grab some food."

Waxer's frown deepened at the answer. As clones, they had learned to ignore a lot more things happening right in front of them than just a pair of vode making out.

"Waxer? You coming?" Boil called, turning to look at him over his shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming. Keep your codpiece on."

The exasperated sound Boil made had Waxer grinning despite the mild uneasiness inside him.

Two days later Waxer found himself crouching in a small armor locker near the bridge, one meant for the soft shells in case they needed to armor up for some reason. He was late from some filework and this was pretty much the only place he could find that came with relative peace.

Chewing on his lip, Waxer tried to understand how Crys had forgotten to clean up his holotrail, meaning Waxer now needed to come up with a way to hide Crys' mistake without any natborn finding about the slicing Crys did on his downtime.

He heard the doorpanel to the locker beep and raised his head in time to see Boil stepping in.

Unable to stop himself, Waxer smiled at the sight of him. "Hey."

"Hey to yourself," Boil replied as he approached Waxer, crouching in front of him. "How's the filework?" he asked, tapping the datapad.

Waxer sighed loudly and used his free hand to rub his eyes. "Crys' going to owe me so much after this," he informed flatly, "and I'll be cashing that favor in the form of three whole chocolate bars and a package of dried meiloorun."

Boil whistled lowly, impressed. "That bad?"

"That bad," Waxer nodded as he turned his attention back to the datapad. "What brought you here, though? I thought you were going to help those shinies the whole afternoon."

"About that...," Boil started, hesitant.

The tone caught Waxer's attention. "What?" he asked, giving Boil a wary look.

Whenever Boil sounded hesitant, something was afoot, and Waxer had learned to heed the signs.

"You remember that thing Wooley used on the Commander a few days ago?" Boil asked.

Blinking once, Waxer nodded slowly. "Yeah, and?"

Boil looked away, visibly nervous, and Waxer was about to ask what was wrong when Boil reached for something behind his back.

"You, uh, you can just tell me to kriff off, but I, well," Boil rambled, and Waxer was gifted with the sight of his friend blushing all the way to the tip of his ears.

It was absolutely cute and Waxer would've loved to find out how deep that flush went when he realised just what Boil had in his hand.

It was the spring that had been attached to Wooley's headband. With the fake plant still swaying on the other end.

"Boil," Waxer said, breathless. His heart skipped a beat before starting to beat so hard that Waxer feared it might break through his rib cage.

Boil's eyes glimmered with shy hopefulness when he looked at Waxer, holding the fake mistletoe between them.

The sound of armor crashing against armor was something all clone troopers knew by heart but never before had it sounded as sweet as when Waxer tackled Boil and kissed him with all he had.

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YAN ALPHABET MIKE+ALTERS (minus Chester cuss I dunno how to write for him qnq)

part one, MIKE

WARNINGS: YANDERE KINDS OF STUFFS, STALKING, POSSEVINESS, KIDNAPPING, OBBSESIVNESS, MURDER, VIOLENCE, FORCED LOVE, MIKE DOESN'T LOVE ZOEY.

type: obsessive, delusional.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Mike just love, love, LOVES you! he shows his love in many ways! whether it's words of love, physical affection, or acts of service, he will do basically anything to show you much he cares!

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

oh, Mike could never bring himself to KILL someone! maybe just some scary glares or threats will scare them away...

but if that doesn't work... he'll have to resort to more... DRASTIC measures...

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

he wouldn't let you out of his sight once he has you right where he wants you! (with him ofc <3)

he would never mock you! he loves you too much to do that...

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

nope.

well, except for cuddles, unless he notices that you're uncombable, in that case, he'll get off of you.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

he'll answer any question you ask him! he doesn't have anything to hide!

well, he is a bit scared to tell you about his... well... disorder, but he's sure you'll treat him the same nonetheless!!

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

sad and hurt.

what did he do wrong?

why are you trying to leave him?

please don't leave him...

he needs you so badly...

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

nope!

he takes this very seriously.

he hates it when you try to leave him.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

smothering and/or isolation.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

he hopes for you two to someday get married, and spend the rest of your lives together!

maybe even have kids! unless you don't want them, of course!

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

he very easily gets jealous. he sees you as the best thing in the world, something he can't live with! so when someone tries to talk to you, or even worse, touch you, or flirt with you, he becomes very jealous!

he usually becomes clingy when he's jealous.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

he's very lovey-dovey, and he constantly seeks out your love and attention.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

he couldn't for a while. he really couldn't. whenever he did, he felt like throwing up.

but he would leave you "love letters", whether they were actual letters, or weird messages on your mirror or walls, that you'd have to clean up, taking a shower after to get rid of the weird feeling you just couldn't shake off.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

nope! he's just more lovey-dovey and annoying around you. maybe a bit more touchy too.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

smothering or isolation.

he much more prefers smothering

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

bye-bye, freedom and privacy!

you need to be with him at ALL times.

and he usually finds out any secrets you're hiding from him pretty quickly.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

very patient! he will wait however long he needs to for you to get something right! he might get a bit agitated if you take too long, but he knows you'll get it sooner or later!

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

death: he would never be able to move on. he would constantly grieve, and cry. in the beginning, he didn't want to believe you ACTUALLY DIED. he kept on shaking you, just hoping you were just playing around with him or sleeping!

leaves: not happening.

escapes: he's on you 24/7, so idk how u did that lol- anyways- he would be looking for you most of the time, so stay on your toes.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

only slightly.

but that doesn't mean he's letting you go.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

everything about you was and is so perfect... he needed you... he couldn't be lonely any longer, he just needed you...

might have been mal seeping through the cracks.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

he feels horrible...

if it was because of him, he'll give you some space, but if it was because of someone else, he won't kill them, but they'll be missing for quite a while...

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

his DID, and general innocence about the world.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

his emotions.

he is quite emotional around you, so you could probably manipulate him emotionally to get him off your case long enough to let you escape/manipulate him to set you free. but that won't last too long.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

no.

never.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

he loves you so much... he practically worships you.

your birthday for him is like the coming of Jesus, and any day spent with you is the best day ever!

everything about you is perfect, the pace at which you breathe, how you walk, your voice, everything!

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

a week or two.

once he can be close to you without needing to hurl due to too many butterflies, he's taking you away to live with him!!! <3

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

N O .

[gvndhams]

soudam lawyers au I made up when I played berry in radium girls (I'm normal abt them)

Kaz and gundham are on opposite sides of a case right, and it's a pretty like important televised case, which they're both enjoying for publicity reasons, but it's also pretty emotional.

Kaz is trying to stay detached and only do his job, sorta just working towards his own best interest because he's under a lot of pressure from 1. his parents and 2. his new wife to uphold everything, and doesn't want to let anything on to the public that could ruin his image or disappoint his family.

Gundham is very emotionally involved in the case and isn't afraid to vouch for what he thinks is right (within reason ofc). He doesn't have many people in his life (he never had many friends and his mother passed away), so it's not an issue to uphold his own beliefs without fear of judgement from who he's close with

So during this case they flat out don't like each other. Gundham disapproves of how Kaz treats the case so casually because gundham believes that it should be treated with care, even if it's a means to make money. Kaz thinks that Gundham us too stuck up in his own beliefs and it's annoying how much he cares because it makes it harder for him to do his job when the other guy is way too involved.

They end up meeting each other in public outside of work at a grocery store and just side eye each other while they shop on the same aisle. They end up looking at the same thing and Kaz just turns to him and says "I don't like you." Gundham turns back kinda thinking like who does this guy think he is but just says "I don't like you either." from there they keep making small comments at each other until eventually Kaz storms away.

Little meetings like this keep happening every now and then as the case gets even more intense and goes on for longer and longer. They learn more about each other little by little, and Gundham seems to find Kaz fascinating, he thinks his outlook on life is interesting and can't help but want to know more, always coming up with little questions to ask him when they see each other again. Kaz starts to feel strangely about Gundham, wondering why on earth he looks foward to meeting him so much. He has almost everything he could want in life, a food job, a loving wife, parents who care about him-- all that's left is a child, but for some reason he just wants to be close to this man he's supposed to hate.

Things continue, but as Kaz and Gundham get to know each other their disdain turns into more of a playful rivalry. They learn from each other, Kaz starts to genuinely care more about his work and find things in it that he couldn't before, and Gundham finds things to enjoy outside of work so that he doesn't cry over every little lost thing in a case.

However, Kazuichis entire family hates Gundham. Whenever anything about the case shows up they all start shit talking him. Kaz tries to subtly defend him but he can't say much because they are on opposite sides of the case and he doesn't want to disappoint anyone.

Tension starts brewing more as the case starts to wrap up, Kaz and his wife are fighting more, they're constantly unhappy with each other, Kazuichi slips up sometimes which makes his parents angry, and he ends up just being miserable. One night after a particularly large fight, Kazuichi leaves the house and sits at the park for a while, and he finds Gundham walking a puppy. They sit and talk for a little while just kinda venting their frustrations and hanging out, and Kazuichi tells gundham how he feels like he just can't do it anymore, how everything is so stressful and painful, how he wants to run away. Gundham tries to comfort him and let's him hold the puppy for a while, then they part ways.

In the next few days the case comes to a close, Gundham wins. Kazuichi is a little upset but not quite bitter, it feels like a massive stress will be lifted off his back. They have a small conversation after the last trial and Kaz realizes "shit I think I'm in love with him" which he hadn't even thought of before. This kinda crumbles him because he knows he's already in deep shit with his family for losing and he can't handle this alongside it.

Long story short there is a massive fight between him, his wife, and his parents. Lots of things are said that weren't for so long and now it's too late. His wife wants a divorce and his parents want no contact. In short-- his life is over. He leaves the house to process his emotions and runs into Gundham and the puppy again.

Gundham is happy to see him and the puppy runs up to him, but Kazuichi is nearly in tears. Gundham notices and instead of trying to talk to him he takes him back to his house which is luckily nearby. They sit in silence for a bit and Gundham gets him some food and water and makes sure he's comfortable, all the normal things, and eventually Kaz starts talking. When he starts he doesn't stop and it just keeps going and he starts crying mire and more until he's just curled up in a ball on the couch with tears and snot dripping down his face. He ends his giant tangent by looking and gundham and just saying "and I think I'm in love with you."

Gundham looks at him and doesn't know what to say, but reaches out and holds his hand and starts to tear up as well. He opens his arms and let's Kazuichi lay in them while he tries to comfort and encourage him, although he's never been the best with that. After a few minutes they get to talking again, and they decide that while everything is out of hands with Kazuichi he can stay with Gundham and they can take things from there, they go on a few dates to see if there's any kind of spark and there is.

In the end, Kazuichi ends up cut off from his family, which is a struggle but he learns to live with it. He gets mental help and learns to cope with differthings, and Gundham stays with him. Gundham opens up and becomes a bit more social, still learning to enjoy people (as much as he can) and rebuild some of the childlike wonder that he used to have.

[subzeroparade]

What do you think about Gehrman and Maria? Do you think he was the one to create the Doll? And why she is like this? I always felt like Gehrman couldn't stand her when she became aliv acted soulless while looking like Maria. Themes of trying to return the dead person and making things only worse are so 👌

There have been some good discussions about this already, and I want to be as nuanced as possible on the spectrum of Gehrman is a creep to -> Gehrman's intentions with the Doll are irreproachably pure. I think the Doll is exactly what it would be if we slap a Victorian material culture reading on it: a mourning doll. A object made to carry social meaning, in this case the act of working through grief.

Shoving the rest of this under a cut for length.

I read Gehrman and Maria's relationship as a pretty intense platonic love: devoid of eros, or physical intimacy, but driven more by the familial/committed love of pragma (long-term companionship) or storge (instinctual, unconditional love of a parent for a child); or the kind of unquestioning devotion of oneself to their mentor implied in guru-bhakti if we want to change cultural metaphors. I like the idea that Maria was deeply isolated when she came from Cainhurst and that Gehrman acted as her warden - which implies an age difference - and eventually became her teacher/mentor, bolstered by a strong, familial undercurrent, keeping with the idea that her safety and well-being remained his responsibility.

Which is why it seems plausible that her sudden death would drive him to create something like the Doll in an act of intense, guilt-tinged grief (gone somewhat awry, if you subscribe to the idea that Flora animates the Doll because it feels pity for Gehrman? It's a way to keep him chained to the Dream? It's a wee bit sadistic? Take your pick.) There are a multitude of ways to read the Doll's overt femininity and domesticity (again, you don't need to be a Victorianist to understand the obvious juxtaposition of the Doll's visual and material cues of femininity and Maria's overt masculinity in her actions/presentation). In part I like to read Gehrman's decision to craft the Doll in this way as a (failed, desperate, contrite) way to retroactively safekeep the idea of Maria. The only way to have kept Maria from these horrors and their consequences would have been to literally shackle her to her femininity - implied by the Doll's dress and domesticity, the sphere of the home, servitude, and so on. But the real Maria would never have agreed to such a thing, or wanted it - and so we get this kind of twisted, penitent object of what it would have taken to keep Maria safe. The Doll is a reminder to Gehrman of what he could not do, a shadow of what Maria never was. If you've experienced intense grief after the loss of someone close, you know that grieving never works the way you think it will. You know that you might suddenly reject things associated with the departed, or cling to certain things without reason or logic, or be overwhelmed with absence and try to fill it in the worst possible ways. I think all these apply here. Grieving is messy and hideous and never-ending, and I think the Doll is a perfect sort of allegory for that.

And I think Gehrman telling you to use the Doll "as you please" can be read with a fair amount of nuance, too. For me it speaks to a sort of ill-concealed disgust at what he's made, even as it was supposed to be in the loving image of one of the people he cared for the most - and should have protected but failed to do so. His own reminder that it's not Maria - it barely does justice to the memory of Maria, if we're being honest - and so it's an object, to be used. As you said, the idea of "trying to return someone from the dead and making it worse" - yeah. It's not galvanism and she's not Frankenstein's monster, but we're not so far away in the repertory of Victorian horror tropes, either. The Doll is peak unheimlich - with an all-the-more icky double-meaning when you take into account the unheimlich's origins as an idea meaning not homely, here applied to an object meant to evoke the Victorian ideal of domestic womanhood.

I also think, in the timeline, that the creation of the Doll was one of the last things Gehrman did before he agreed to whatever "deal" was made with the Moon Presence to evoke the Hunter's Dream. In that sense the Doll represents a failure in the grieving process, an inability to forgive himself, and the slow whittling away of his willingness to keep living in this waking world that took Maria from him. It's one of the ultimate ironies of Gehrman that make him such an interesting but classically tragic character: I feel he's one of the characters most intimately accepting of his own mortality. He's tired, he's ready to die, and he's okay with that - but of all those people he loved and tried to protect, he's the last one left "alive", so to speak, if you consider his inner circle by the time we get to the game.

I have no idea if that answered your question but that's all I got right now. Thanks for coming to my ted talk.

[rpfisfine]

more things from the linz show

i will preface this by saying i wasn't able to get the vip golden circle section of the floor when i was buying the tickets so i """"only"""" stood right behind the barricade that separated the vip section from the normal section of the floor and while i mourned quite intensely not being as close to the stage as i had originally hoped for a moment i'm now realizing i have pretty much nothing to complain abt bc the spot i got was still pretty amazing. the reason i'm saying this is that if any of this turns out to be inaccurate or feels lacking it's because there were times where i had a pretty suckass view of the stage bc someone's head was in the way and i'm 5'3 LOL. but like 75% of the time i was able to see everything & i had the best time at the show : -)

they took SO LONG to come onstage after inhaler came out which is understandable considering it's their first show after a slight break so everything has to be put in order again but it was still so confusing lmao we were cheering like 3 or 4 separate times while the sound technician guys were still bringing out gear every time it got slightly dark bc we thought this was finally it but it never was. idk if the length & the confusion was like amplified by the fact that my legs & back were actively killing me and i was starving and dying and desperate for them to finally come out but yeah. many such cases

this thing was briefly displayed during the sound checking at one point. is it like. a car wheel.

there was literally the weirdest deal with the security guys at the barricade. before the show started they brought out this huge tank of water with two long packs of paper cups & everyone around me pretty much concluded that like oh they're gonna hand out water to ppl if they feel thirsty. makes sense. but then when ppl started reaching out their hands asking for a drink the security guy would like start laughing and tell us that it isn't drinking water (?) plus there were other security guys coming over to tell him not to give us the water but when ppl begged rly intensely he would hand them a cup. like rly reluctantly & mostly ignoring the ppl right against the barricade & only giving it to the ppl in like the third or four row AND also laughing at us the whole time like this is the last one i'm giving you guys!!! at this point i had run out of my own water & couldn't leave my spot to go out and buy a drink so i didn't care abt anything and was one of the ppl who were reaching out their hands but he always ignored me even though he stood right in front of me LOL. fast forward to the end of the am show and there is a different security guy at the barricade and he's like giving water to EVERYONE who barely lifts a finger to ask for it no problem & no one is like actively preventing him from doing it anymore. so. literally no clue what that one was about

my honest reaction to inhaler after seeing them for the 1st time not knowing any songs: really good!!!!! very good energy. will admit that all the songs pretty much sounded the same to me but a couple of them stood out and during 'if you're gonna break my heart' a lot of us did the waving the phone flashlights thing and the photographer took a picture of us <3

there were two girls at the barricade next to me who looked like this 😐🙄😒 the entire time + only knew the lyrics to snap out of it & diwk + only got excited when they played a song off of am and one of them was actively browsing tiktok at several points during the show & i was like okay. what was even like the point of you coming to the show then why don't we all kill ourselves. but whatever

(also they literally just spent the show recording like 1 minute long videos of every song & blocking my view of the stage w the phones i wanted to shred and murder)

when they came out with sculptures i. had a moment. also he did the lifting the mic stand thing again as usual. Classic

brianstorm is insane live. we all know this. yet i still wasn't prepared like matt is quite genuinely a beast

alex was saying soooooo much stupid shit i’m forgetting a lot of what he said but most of it was just like shouting "LINZ!!!" he rly enjoyed that one. also he said "hello!!!" at one point as well as asking us like how we were doing and thanking us :-)

overall he seemed to be having a great time like he sounded genuinely excited & like obviously pleased at how enthusiastic the crowd was <3

when they got to the 'but it don't sound much like you' part in snap out of it i was wondering whether he'd say 'girl' or 'mama' but he said darling......

he announced crying lightning by just shouting "crying lightning!!" like. spitting straight facts i guess. same thing with pretty visitors but he didn’t shout that one he just like Said it. I guess

during the last verse before the solo in don't sit down he sang 'but just don't sit down because i moved your chair.........OVER THEREEEEEEEEE' IT WAS SOOOOOO MY JAW GENUINELY DROPPED HIS VOICE IS SO GOOD LIKE HOLY SHIT..

also what ppl have said aby his voice irl being higher than you'd expect is so true!!!! in a rly strange way it's not rly as deep as the videos make it out to be like there is a quality to the tone/pitch of his voice that doesn't really translate through like recorded footage. doesthat make sense

they played these short little instrumental interludes between the songs like they always do but at one point it genuinely sounded as if they were gonna play when the sound goes down. they didn't but honestly seeing how the rest of the show turned out i honestlyfinal think that would've been like the final nail to my coffin

ppl waved their arms during the pretty visitors chorus!!! (i also waved them)

SUCK IT AND SEE...............i'm honestly still in disbelief like it started out soooo slow and quiet and beautiful and sad and gradual without guitar it honestly took me like 7 seconds to even recognize the song bc out of all of the new additions to the setlist i was expecting to witness that song was NOT . one of them

after sias he said 'thank you linz..........sensational....' or sth to that effect i think. blushing and kicking my feet

i'm not joking when i say i'm literally like typing this through a mist of sweat bc i still haven't recovered but yeah immediately after sias ended he said sth like 'we'd like to play a song from our latest record called the car now' so I’m already SCREAMING like browsing the album in my head like okay big ideas i ain’t quite hello you maybe. and he goes 'it's called perfect sense' .

to make a long story short i barely got out of that one alive like hearing & singing 'sometimes i wrap my head around it all and it makes perfect sense' while being in the process of witnessing something you know you're gonna spend the next like six months actively trying to wrap your head around to make it make sense is UM.

ANYWAY. STAR TREATMENT WAS SOOOOOO INCREDIBLE & SO BEAUTIFUL i will forever defend it as the best version of the song there is unless they outdo themselves of course like the guitar arrangement is AMAZING. also the lights were sooooo pretty during it they like orbited the arch around matt's drumkit & illuminated the ceiling & everything......sooooo pretty + alex's voice was AMAZING

also i spent a few more hours brain searching and yeah i'm pretty sure he said 'i just wanted a jet ski for the moat' instead of 'i just wanted to be one of the strokes' at the beginning BUT i'm like 99% sure i heard 'i just wanted to be a jet ski on the moat' at first which i'm devastated isn't the case because that would be the silliest fucking thing ever but alas. it's still SO funny

jamie is such a king..................out of the 4 of them he was the one i had the best view of & he sat down to play the keyboard for two songs i think four out of five was one of them and 505 the other. and he SLAYED IT

NICK IS SO BEAUTIFUL.................................

everyone’s backing vocals were AMAZING

before they played fluorescent adolescent alex said sth like 'take it away, matthew...' EVERYONE SCREAMED SOOOOOOOO LOUD when they started playing the song the girls next to me were like covering their mouths in surprise & we all went completely insane

like genuinely the crowd was . DEAFENING at times esp during the bigger songs like i was actively shouting at the top of my lungs and i COULDN'T HEAR MYSELF. it was INCREDIBLE genuinely like it exceeded my wildest expectations my ears are still ringing

[fatuismooches]

Hello smooches, i hope that u are doing well! 👏🛐 I saw ur ramble about Harbinger arranged marriage au with Capitano and the brainrot u gave me after reading it.. gosh smooches u are always so big brained omg.. Bless u 🛐🛐💞

I feel like, there will be LOTS of misunderstandings and problems between Capitano and reader bcs he never talks to them and just, u know.. *STARES* at them, making reader feel that he is cold and distant. He thought he can show his affection this way, which is.. Not working like u just said 😅 and him never showing his face to them and also being a high ranking harbinger are already not helping too 😭 just imagine u have to bear everyone's expectations of being his partner. If u are screwed, u are done for. Not only that, reader suddenly married with him without knowing what's going on, also make it worse. We know how important communication in relationship (especially marriage, in this case) so that they can prosper. Lack of communication will lead to anxiety, depression and other bad things.. And him who never talk to them bcs he doesn't know what to do.. Oh boy 😔

I can see a lot of scenarios going on in my head AEUGH- 😩😭 the pining, angst, drama, etc. All of those happening between them makes me go AKSJAKSJAKSJAKSJAJSJAJ- i'm definitely will not be able to go to sleep with the thought of ur ramble still stuck on my head 😭

-🥝

I am doing well, I hope you are doing well too 🥝 anon!! Mwah! And omg YESSSS I MISSED YOUR CAPITANO BRAIN ROTS SO MUCH RAHHHH 💖💖💖

Poor reader, dropped into an arranged marriage with arguably the most mysterious Harbinger - you don't even know what his face looks like! At least you know Capitano has blue eyes, from the fact he's constantly staring you down whenever the two of you are in the room. Though, his eyes are actually pretty... but you can't really focus on that due to the intensity of his stare!! 😭

This is when Pierro gives him some old man advice and just tells him to talk to you already 😭 Also, since the soldiers really respect Capitano i hc that he sometimes asks them about their lives and such, yk to get to know his squad to build morale and such. And he knows that many of them have spouses and always talk about their relationships... so one day he straight up asks his soldiers about how they speak to their lover etc. And boom everyone can instantly tell their captain is having love problems (😭 hilarious tbh) and now they're trying to figure out how to give advice to the 1st Harbinger without being disrespectful (he thanks them at the end and is now mentally preparing on how to speak to you)

NOOOO but the angst you mentioned... I can just imagine reader feeling scared and alone in the relationship 😭🥺 And they just don't know what to do, Capitano's hella scary to talk to first, you're just a normal person too and it seems like he isn't interested in you either (Couldn't be farther from the truth ofc, he's so in love with you)

Though when you work out all the problems and such, (I have to add some fluff in yk me) this is where you start teaching him more about emotions, how to express his feelings in more noticeable and less awkward ways (you two have little training sessions where you make him practice, this time you let him know that eye contact is actually very good, but the way he was going about it wasn't it 💀 bb awkwardly apologizes for making you uncomfortable cuz he genuinely felt bad 💀 down the line of the relationship you like to bring it up to tease him and he always apologizes profusely 😭🙏)

[zonaenthusiast]

One Piece Live Action

EPISODE 1: ROMANCE DAWN - review

Here is the first of my reviews on what I liked and didn't like about the first episode of the live action. I have been writing as I watched the episode for the second time, so it is written in chronological order with references to future episodes.

To begin with, I was very happy with Roger's execution scene. I have to admit that, as soon as Garp appeared giving the previous speech, I doubted if it was like that in the manga. I had to look it up and I'm still hesitating, but I couldn't find anything about Garp being present that day. It's a pretty cool addition, it makes a lot of sense: Roger originated the great age of piracy while Garp is a very proud marine who works every day to erradicate it, his face when Roger says his last words is magnificent. And for those who watch the live action without knowing the original story it means nothing, but for those of us who do know what Garp and Roger really are to each other it was great.

From the beginning you start to notice that the characters are slightly different (I think the Luffy in the manga wouldn't know what mutiny means) but Oda was right when he said that there are things that maybe his Luffy wouldn't say, but it looks good because the words are spoken by Iñaki. Luffy for me is the one who behaves the most different from his original version and I'm not sure he convinces me all the time, but I think our Luffy would be very difficult to translate to the screen by a real actor without being unbearable. Luffy's case is more obvious but it will happen with Nami and Sanji as well, their personalities are very intense and for a live action it was necessary to tone them down.

Alvida is wonderful from the first minute, the actress is a 10/10 in all her scenes (Ilia, please call me, I am free on weekends), confident and menacing and sometimes ridiculous. Perfect. Koby more of the same, Morgan Davies has done a great job playing the scared Koby from the beginning. I loved the first scene of Luffy and Koby together.

What I didn't like so much is the battle against Alvida, the action is one of the weakest points of the series and they have been smart to reduce it just to the necessary because most of them are just barely good enough.

However, one of my favorite things about the live action is how they've connected the characters from the different arcs, especially the villains, it gives it a greater scale that in the manga we didn't see until much later. In the Marineford saga especially, we started to see that many characters know each other because of x or y, because they have a common past, because they did business together, whatever. I thought it was smart to add something like that already. In this chapter, for example, we have Morgan mentioning that he was the one who arrested Kuro.

I say this because adding the fun fact that Zoro killed the previous Mr 7, something that in the manga is only mentioned in passing a whole saga later and has no importance and using it to justify his presence in Shells Town, is brilliant to me. The my favorite is number 1 thing? Foreshadowing at its best if we have a second season.

I'm also of the opinion that while Luffy has the worst action scenes because in the end seeing the fruit is weird at times, Zoro has the best ones. Fellow Zoro stans, I don't know if you feel the same way I do but they are a delight to watch for me. Mackenyu, you are glorious.

Shanks... I liked him but my god, the hair. What is that, is that a wig? is that his hair with a bad dye? I don't know but it looks terrible, the whole wig thing in live action is a complaint I have. The series has opted for an artificial look on purpose and you can tell, similar to the series A Series of Unfortunate Events (and it was a good idea because the gyojins probably would not have worked otherwise), but the hair department doesn't convince me. Also, Makino seemed a bit weird to me, if she hadn't been characterized at the beginning I wouldn't have thought it was her, but then she has a scene with Luffy (small Luffy, you did great too!) in which I did appreciate her personality better.

Another thing about this live action… is that it's not subtle at all, Oda is a master of show don't tell and the difference starts to show soon. Luffy doesn't go around asking people what their dreams are in the manga (he does it only in very few occasions) and I think they could have worked on the script a little more to see how Luffy, without asking directly, inspires people to tell him those things.

We move on to the bar, the moment when Luffy, Zoro and Nami see each other for the first time (kind of, because Luffy and Nami notice Zoro but he doesn't notice them and Luffy and Nami don't seem to notice each other either). Very well done too, I loved it and it's one of my favorite scenes in the whole live action. Luffy eating with Coby, Zoro picking a fight (my god, he is FINE) and Nami taking advantage of the chaos to get what she needs. The stuff with Zoro, Rika, Helmeppo and the rice balls, even if it's different, makes me infinitely happy that it was kept because it's important to understand that Zoro is much less of a dick than he appears to be.

Luffy, tell Sanji about the rice balls, this fandom is begging you.

I also found it curious that they have chosen to insist a lot on Zoro being a bounty hunter, we see Zoro emphasizing several times throughout the live action on the money they provide him, and it's striking because it's not like that at all in the manga. It gives him less of a sucker vibe and that makes me a little sad because I really like that Zoro became a bounty hunter because he needed to eat and he didn't know how to get back to his village. I like my men dumb as a rock. I assume they did it that way because they wanted to tell us what he is but what he doesn't want to be, just like it happened with Coby and it's going to happen with all the mugiwara, so Luffy can ask him the question about what his real goal is.

Anywat, both the first time Luffy and Zoro talk and Luffy and Nami talk inside the navy base are perfect, you can see the differences in their personalities from the first moment. I will always defend that meeting Luffy changes the lives of all the mugiwaras but the most obvious changes are in Zoro and Nami (maybe Robin), they owe Luffy their literal personalities.

I think Zoro breaking into Helmeppo's room while the latter is naked and acting cool with the Wado Ichimonji is cinema, I'm glad they included it. The haircut was a great touch.

Luffy and Nami's shenanigans inside the navy base, from the safe robbery to the fight in the courtyard where they are joined by Zoro... I really like that. The part where Zoro is about to leave but decides to turn around and fight them fits his personality from the beginning very well but it's actually pretty Nami coded too, she has a scene like that in Orange Town in the manga where she almost leaves but in the end feels bad for leaving them to their fate and comes back. Zoro and Nami are very similar and this live action highlights it a lot, we'll see that (episode 5, my beloved).

The battle against Morgan is short and concise, and I repeat: I think they did very well not to drag the action out longer than necessary. The part of Zoro carrying the safe and leaving Nami speechless before such a display of brute force I personally liked it a lot, it's a clear reference to the scene of Luffy and the cage in Orange Town in the manga.

The Shells Town escape also is a great idea. I already wrote a post about why I don't agree at all that Zoro's loyalty to Luffy is immediate and Nami certainly isn't loyal from the start. That they don't say yes to Luffy, but that it's more of a we have to get out of here and right now these other two people are the only allies I have works very well with them because it's exactly how they started in the manga as well.

To finish with this first review, I want to mention a last point in favor of the live action: increasing Garp's presence in the saga and making him the big antagonist present in all the arcs, I will go deeper into this in other chapters. It's very important to see how his relationship with Koby develops (and to think that this was written before the recent events in the manga, good lord).

And Buggy has the best first appearance of all. My king.

ko-fi

[fairykukla]

Coming out as disabled is so exhausting.

Particularly with an invisible disability. I'm tempted to start saying it like this:

"I'm disabled. This interferes with my ability to do things. It's not about my personal preferences, it's not about my 'comfort levels,' there are just things I can't do.

"So imagine a wheelchair, (since that's the symbol for disability) but in my case it's my long Covid problems. If I were in a wheelchair, there would be accessibility issues with things like buildings without ramps, or with narrow doorways. It has nothing to do with whether I *like* the place or activity, it's about whether I actually can manage it.

"I can't go places with intense food smells. It's not about whether I *like* a type of food. It's not about whether the restaurant makes a food that I can eat; if they make food that triggers olfactory problems for me, I can't go in. It's not about preferences; I can't exist in that environment without intense suffering.

"Any kind of indoor situation where food is being prepared is likely to be a place I can't exist. Just like if I were in a wheelchair, I couldn't go to a historical home with several flights of stairs. My disability interferes with my ability to go there.

"This also means your house, btw. If you have a lot of stairs, and no ramp, your house is unfriendly to a wheelchair. If you prepare food or make coffee in your house, I probably can't come over. It's not about whether I want to see you, it's not a judgement call about how you keep your home. To most humans, the smell of cooking is the smell of home. For me, the five most favorite things to cook or bake with are like deadly poison to me.

"No, it's not going to get better quickly. Yes, I saw that article you want to tell me about. No, putting bitter melon up my butt won't cure this. Yes, I've consulted with medical professionals."

I feel like I should just print the above on half sheets of pretty paper and add shiny friendly stickers and give them out.

[rainykthebroken]

Chapter 3: Celandine New ending!!!

Check it HERE!!! (it's more readable on ao3 than on Tumblr)

After years of being lulled by the music of machinery and the smell of oil and smoke, the gentle rhythm of the waves as they licked the sand seemed almost alien to Susie. The sea salt that filled her nostrils, though somewhat irritating, appeared to impregnate the essence of the beach within her, rather than the other way round as had been the case for so many worlds before this one.

The young CEO even found herself loving the beating sun, its radiant glow preferring itself to the sanitized lights of her office despite the glare. The froth that fell just in front of her tempted her to dip her hand in the cool water, to feel the torn seaweed and sand between her fingers. It was disgusting, unclean and pointless, and yet Susie found herself drawn to the prospect.

The years that had followed the end of her mechanistic madness hadn't been enough to make her fully understand why nature and its imperfections were so... pleasant.

Susie would have liked to continue losing herself in these reflections and perhaps even in the landscape that stretched to the horizon, but she knew full well she'd have to answer to the black monoliths that were spoiling her view.

"We've been very dissatisfied with our company's results since you took charge, Haltmann," declared the floating rectangle in front of her, a single red line vibrating at the sound of the voice disturbing its almost pristine surface.

'our'

Susie felt like throwing up. She was pretty sure that nothing could turn her stomach more today than rereading over and over those bold scarlet neon words that, as if carved in marble, read:

H-EC

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At least, as the 'SOUND ONLY' ensured, Susie wasn't forced to see the condescending faces of her executive committee members.

Unfortunately for her, a monolith to her left put in another layer.

"The accident on Popstar a few years ago has severely hampered our plans, and your father's death has only made the situation worse. However, we would have thought that you would have been able to take on this enterprise."

         Although life had taught her to conceal emotions, Susie found herself grateful that her visor couldn't reveal how much she wanted to unload her blaster on the investor. H-EC 08, she thought? All their voices seemed to blend together in her head, and deep down, every one of them was as infamous as the next.

Taking a deep breath, and remembering that none of them were physically there to calm her nerves, Susie forced herself to smile. "Haltmann Company has grown 13% in the last six months alone. I doubt that without me, this company would have managed to hold its own in the market."

She suspected his barely concealed annoyance, but surely they knew as well as she did that she was telling the truth. If they took the rap, she'd still be the one holding the bag.

"And we're grateful," interjected another interface. Susie's headset, simulating the sounds as if the stockholders really were encircling her, informed her that it must have been one of the rectangles behind her speaking. "Even so, it's obvious that this company no longer has its former influence."

Susie tried to argue, but H-EC 01 gave her no time. "Under your predecessor's presidency, you were the example of the model employee for the corporation."

Amoral, cold, complacent? inwardly analyzed Susie. "However, you seem to have deviated from the pre-established models. Our business plan, however, was infallible and highly effective."

"The world is evolving, and customs are changing. We have to modify the way we do things if we want to keep an edge on the competition," Susie explained, stopping herself from raising her voice.

The mechanic was not in the presence of simple trainees whose demands she could brush aside with a wave of her hand, but of sharks as cunning as herself.

"We can't just enslave entire star systems anymore, it's far too resource-intensive," in addition to being immoral, but she doubted they gave a damn. "By helping primitive planets, we can raise their standards of living, and build up a new customer base that will really need our products-"

"That's hippie logic! I didn't pay for it!" yelled one of the black venta blocks curtly. "Since you've been head of this company, you've let yourself be guided by its frivolous and pointless ideas. Why spend billions finding renewable energies when so many resource-rich worlds exist?"

Nothing less was to be expected of them, and Susie knew it. Since becoming president, she had realized just how long-term the firm, and its creditors, were. Like a black hole, they were only thinking of satisfying their insatiable hunger now, without worrying about what would be left afterwards.

How she'd never seen beyond her own job and vengeance for so many years was beyond her.

"We're not in the charity business, Miss Haltmann," the twelfth member of the executive committee spoke again. "Our sales are at an all-time low." Perhaps you should erase a few zeros from your cheques, Susie restrained herself.

"We're all the more dismayed by your various risky projects, always in worlds so far from those that really matter. It would be best if you came back to us and to discuss your place in the corporation, face to face."

Their mistake was to mistake Susie's calm for docility, but she didn't betray her irritation.

She was no longer a child or a poor assistant who could be bossed around so easily.

With her hands still relaxed on top of each other, her face as erect as ever, Susie didn't let up. "I'm afraid you're the one who misunderstands who is vital to our interests."

"Is that a threat?"

The floating monoliths seemed to draw closer, trapping her between twelve wide, marble-smooth walls.

"Only a statement of fact," the woman replied coldly, without losing her composure. "I'm still in charge, and I remain the reason you see the money pouring in."

She hoped that no matter where they were, they could feel the look of defiance she cast at the interfaces piercing the vague thing they had left of soul. "Don't forget that what I'm doing here could launch Haltmann Works Company into a new era."

For a few seconds none of them spoke, and Susanna hoped she'd finally shut them up.

"We hope for your sake that whatever you're doing in this backwater place will bear fruit," unlike Susie, the voice didn't hide its displeasure with the conversation as well.

"Otherwise, I fear restructuring will be necessary to compensate for your failures. Remember, we founded this entrepreneurial marvel together. It would be unfortunate, given your talents, if you ended up behind a desk handling the accounts to make way for people who know so much about dealing with savages."

This conversation really needed to end as soon as possible, or Susie might say something she'd regret in the future.

Fortunately, a small light flashed on her visor, indicating the words she'd been waiting to read for two weeks:

SPACE-TIME FLUCTUATION DETECTED.

"I think this meeting is coming to an end, my collaborator is manifesting himself again. Better not to fall behind schedule. After all, time is money."

As Susie pressed one of the buttons on the sleeve of her glove, she had just enough time to hear, to her delight, gasps of indignation and a "Can we really trust this Magolor-" before her visor and helmet antennae retracted, the holographic monoliths disappearing with them.

And just like that, there was nothing to obstruct her view.

Susie Haltmann breathed out her frustration once more, letting the sea air fill her lungs. She regretted never having stopped for two seconds in the past to just feel the world around her. Once, she'd found calm outside the deafening work, now she was begging for it.

Massaging her forehead, the scientist regained her senses when, in the distance, the sky seemed to open up into itself, and a small dot emerged. The thing may have been moving miles from her position, but there was no doubt what it was.

Susie finally resolved to retrace her steps, to find Clawroline and welcome her friends. The short respite was already over, and the work began again.

As she left the white sand, trying to forget the humiliating reprimands to which she had been subjected earlier, she had to confront a truth that this little experience had just made her realize.

As much as Susie hated to admit it, maybe Zan Partizanne was right. Maybe a trip to the beach wasn't such a waste of time after all.

[ebonysplendor]

Apple for Teacher Review 🍎

**This is not a spoiler friendly review! Because of, what I feel is, pretty severe content, I'm going to tell you pretty much what happened from start to finish. Highly suggest reading the red flags in case this VN is potentially triggering to you**

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TL;DR: Ciel is deadass delulu if he thinks treating a person like shit is what makes you like them. Like you may be rich, you may be hot, and you may be rich, but you are trash. ...Did I mention that he's rich and that he has money?

Game Link: https://ataraxicgames.itch.io/yandere-love-apple-for-teacher

Notable Features: Female MC, Self-Insert, Yandere LI, Various language translations, 18+ Spiciness: 5/5 -- There's a literal sex scene featured. There's no visuals, but it's still pretty damned vivid without it LI Red Flags: 6/5 -- Emotionally abusive, verbally abusive, physically abusive, extremely controlling, rape, tied down

Want to know more? Well, if you're not 18+, absolutely not. Seriously. Go away, stay away from this game, and get away from my page; however, if you ARE over 18, let's get into it!

So...this is a short but pretty wild game.

Like I mentioned above, because I feel like the content is pretty intense, I'm not going to spill every single tiny detail about the game; however, I will be telling you the "important" story details and the ending. Also, this is another short visual novel so, as expected, the review will be shorter as well. Then again, because I'm actually telling you the ending this time around, it might be just as long. Who knows. Either way, it's just a couple of heads up before we get too far into this thing.

Now that that's out the way, the game was good but it wasn't like "This is top tier gameplay!". It was pretty decent and overall just...the best way I can describe it is simply an experience. There wasn't much choice involved in the game, if you'd even count it as a choice. The one choice is primarily for consent or lack of, but it ultimately ends the same and there's no pleasing this Ciel guy.

Don't throw any tomatoes though! While the game isn't the best, I think it's still worth a casual playthrough, but I'll get more into that at the end. For now, let me tell you more about this visual novel, and how shit hits the fan.

So, boom.

We're a university student, and if you have either been to university or are currently in university, you might have had that experience where that one class (or even multiple classes) was kicking your ass in the most disrespectful way, and it wasn't as easy as dropping it. Why? Because it was a prerequisite, and you literally couldn't go on with the classes for your major unless you passed that particular class. That's what we're going through in this story, but it's literally not even our fault. Let me explain. Oh, but first, I should probably introduce this -- very...very rich -- asshat.

Everyone this is Ciel. Ciel probably doesn't care, so I'm not going to bother introducing you guys to him. Trust me, it's for the best. Okay, NOW let me explain, but first, let's set the scene for a flashback:

By the way, this is deadass a screenshot because it was deadass a flashback. Like, I'm not being overly cinematic/dramatic this time lol.

Anyways, so yeah, we're a university student, and we have a class that we're struggling with. The reason why this is isn't because we aren't grasping the content nor is it because we aren't doing what we're supposed to do, it is quite literally because of Ciel. The crazy part is, he isn't even the damned professor, he's the TA -- a cold, hateful, conceited TA. Even crazier? No one else would believe that description except us. Why? Because if everyone doesn't have a crush on him and is trying to smash, they don't have a crush on him but still think that he's a pretty decent dude with some decent humanness that doesn't make people hate him. Fantastic.

Ending my ranting, though, basically we're doing so poorly that he does the "teacherly" thing and is pretty much like "Lol you're failing". Upon hearing this, we're just like "Yeah, no shit", but we don't dare say anything like that to him because, well, for one, he makes our life hell enough without back-talking him, and for B, we ain't done with this class. This jerk can, would, and will drop our grade if we piss him off. Just like we're for 1000% sure that he graded us harder on a particular exam than the other students -- he always does, but like, come on. An exam? University students, y'all know how heavy those exam scores can be and how much that can absolutely kill your grade.

Again! Lol ending my ranting, we just kind've go "Yeah, I'm aware", and he's like "If you don't get help, you're going to fail". Once again, no shit, but we're like "Yes, I'm aware", and you know what he does? He offers -- well, more accurately demands that we take -- his services. At first, we're like "Hell no" but he's literally like "I'm not asking to tutor you, I'm telling you that I'm tutoring you", and it just sucks. It sucks because he's already really shitty to us two times a week for 90 minutes at a time, 180 minutes total, which is literally over 2 hours of making us depressed enough to dread Tuesdays and Thursdays as a whole, but now he wants to add more time on top of it. Fuck, man...

Like I said though, we didn't really have a choice. He pretty much told us that either we accept his help, or he'll deadass just fail us because "we don't care about our grades". Like what? And sure, we could just go to the actual professor, but what if they didn't do anything? Exactly. It would literally make things worse, and that wasn't paranoia or fear -- that was real life what would happen if we tried to snitch or go over him.

So, we begrudgingly accept the offer, and...it actually helped, I can't even lie. It inadvertently made us do better in the other courses as well, so he may have not been bluffing when he said that he was the only one qualified to give us the help that we needed for that course. Not to mention, he actually started being a little nicer to us! No, stop, don't get too hopeful. This guy is still the literal worse. Just let me keep explaining, but now we have to go back to the present.

The semester is over. We're going to be free from the stress of school and Ciel for the next 2 months and a half, and we have a bomb ass summer job waiting for us that we might consider working for in place of going to school -- yes, the pay is that damned good. We can't bask in the glory for long, though, because guess who comes along? Ciel's ass.

To make a long story short, he shares the news that we passed and he's adamant that he wants to take us out to this really fancy restaurant. That being said, we weren't going to pass up a free meal that we'd never be able to afford, like ever, so we accept the offer, and that, my friends, was where we fucked up. Allow me some more time to explain.

Ciel -- or rather his chauffer -- takes us back to our place, and even though we're like "Yo, you really don't have to come to my apartment. Better yet, I don't want you in my apartment", he's like "Yet you don't know what to wear, do you?" ...shit. He got our ass there. While, yes, we do have an inkling about what we're supposed to wear and have a decent selection to choose from, we might not have the right "fancy" clothes, and we run the risk of going underdressed. So, again, we begrudgingly agree to what he wants to do, and he's in our apartment. Our safe place. Great.

So, he's up in here, and we're basically playing runway model with Ciel, except instead of being in awe, he's being this judgmental prick. Finally, he gets to a point where he's fed up, and he just comes barreling into our closet. Whoa.

Naturally, we're like "Um..excuse you? I'm changing? What if I was naked?" and he just says "I wish you were". Wait what...

"Huh?"

"I said I wish you were, and now, I'm gonna kiss you."

Oh. He's bold, bold. Gotcha. So, now there's some obvious sexual tension, but this is where shit goes very, very left.

So, as you can see above, we have two options: Either we can fall into the whole enemies to lovers trope and let him hit it or we can tell him to piss off...and he still hits it, but without consent.

Yeah, that's...that's what those choices are. Either we can pick the consensual route or the nonconsensual. It's pretty obvious which is which.

[ T R I G G E R W A R N I N G~*START*~T R I G G E R W A R N I N G ]

Should you be like me, and you're a person that picks all options and combinations to see what ending you get, the nonconsensual route isn't nearly as explicit as the consensual route about what he actually does while he's raping us, but it does get pretty descriptive about how we feel as it's happening, and it can definitely be triggering. It's a relatively quick portion, but not so much if you're sensitive to that kind of stuff, so definitely be careful and keep that in mind if you decide to play. You can definitely avoid that part altogether should you choose to play anyways, and it doesn't really change the end. It's a same scenario, different wording type deal.

[ T R I G G E R W A R N I N G~*E N D*~T R I G G E R W A R N I N G ]

That being said! As for the other route, that's clearly a lot more pleasant (at least to an obvious extent), it's way more descriptive about what he actually does to us, but it's 1000% consensual. Okay, now for where it all comes to a head and both of these routes combine into the same ending!

So...yeah, the deed is done, and now Ciel is like "Okay, pack up your shit", and it's like "...Huh?". Basically, this man has scoped us out since day 1, and like, he is making us his wife. Of course, we're like "Uh, no? You're awful," but he's just like "Remember when I wasn't asking to tutor you? I'm not asking you to pack. Pack your shit."

Not having much of an option because of how aggressive and strong he is, we do as we're told. We pack the necessities, and we head to his limo. The worst part of all this, aside from going with this guy, is that we don't have any family or friends that are going to notice that we're missing or that something is wrong or anything. We can't even rely on our new job being concerned about our whereabouts because we've never set foot in there. They're going to quickly dismiss it as us being a "no show" and simply move forward. That's, quite literally, going to be it, and we're deadass stuck like chuck because of it. That realization combined with everything that was going on just causes us to freak out even more, and we end up passing out. Now mind you, how we pass out depends on if the sex was consensual or not.

Either way, we end up here:

Oh, it's actually a pretty nice room! Sure would be a hell of a lot nicer if we, like, you know, wanted to be here, and we weren't literally bound to the damned bed. I mean, not to be ungrateful or anything, just a bit of constructive criticism.

Ciel doesn't care though. He knows we'll adjust. We don't have a choice but to, and he doesn't care how long it takes. Know why? Because...

We have all the time in the world now.

Pretty solid game!

This was definitely more novely, if that makes sense. Actually, let me explain just in case you guys' brain isn't wired as goofy as mine is lol. What I mean by "it's more 'novely'" is that there's no choices to really make. Like I mentioned, the only choice -- and I mean that literally -- that has to be made is whether you consensually have sex with Ciel or not. Other than that, it's a linear story, and...it wasn't bad.

If you've been reading my reviews, you know that I've mentioned having a preference for choice heavy games, but this was still pretty good, even if I wanted to deck Ciel in the face and was not presented the option to do so...

I honestly don't have much to say about this one. The character was pretty cute but extremely toxic, the visuals were nice, and the story was short but wild. Can't really complain or comment on much. It was a simple game, so a simple review is all I have to offer lol.

Oh! Just as a heads up though! The part that stumped me the most was this screen:

Lol uh...that's the title screen.

When I tell you I thought that I had downloaded the wrong game or that it was the wrong game file on the page, I mean that. This dev has a game by this exact title, and I had saved it to play later, and I had honestly thought that I had either downloaded it by mistake or that they had uploaded the wrong file, but it's correct! If I understood what I saw, Chains of Fate -- which is what you see on the title screen -- is the game that the dev is working on, and Ciel's route -- or rather this particular game -- is a part of the whole game...I think. Lol just hit play and keep it rolling! You're playing the right game is what I'm saying.

But yeah! I thought the game was pretty okay! I recommend giving it a casual playthrough! It's a free game, so what have you got to lose other than about 20 minutes or so of free time? As always, be sure to leave your comments on the dev's page if you feel like they've done a good job, and you want to give them that extra reassurance to keep making games. Of course, donations are always helpful to them as well! Like mentioned at the very top, here is a link to the game so that you can play it for yourself, and I hope that you do!

All righty! That's all from me for now! Drink water, don't be dumb, and hope to see you around~!

Apple for Teacher: A Yandere Love Short