#also im bored at work and still have another 6 1/2 hours left

[dark-twist-fairytales]

Someone: *Talking shit about Ezhno in front of Ezhno*

Ezhno, with Kee, Accordion, and Violin standing behind him: ... I have gaurd dogs, do you really wanna be talking?

[an0nymousghost]

simblr asks v2

here are my answers! find the questions here.

i wrote soo much ahaha. like however much you think i wrote, i wrote more than that. imo everything i write is gold though

1. are you going to buy the new pack (cottage living) when it comes out? no, it looks really nice but i legit never ever buy packs at launch, especially cause this one is a expansion and it will probably go on sale at some point

2. do you p*rate your dlc or buy it legitimately? buy it legitimately 👌

3. what’s your favorite world? brindleton bay, it gives like seaside cottage vibes. willow creek is good but it’s boring. 

4. if you use a queue, how many posts per day do you set it as? 3 or 4. i used to do like 12 lmaoo what even was wrong with me

5. do you watch sims on youtube? yes, i watch mainly malixa, oshinsims, and msgryphi

6. what are your thoughts on the most recent pack? (dream home decorator) those sectional couches look good! but honestly im kinda annoyed because now it’s even harder to have all the items filled in when i place lots from the gallery. like i’m just saying like a lot of builds will use that pack probably and if i don’t get it then i can’t really use builds/save files 

7. how many packs/kits do you own? lemme count

expansion: all - 10/10 game: 5/10 stuff: 9/18 kits: none xo

24/38 - 63%

8. what’s your origin id? is it the same as your url? 🤗 it’s in my title, it’s celeschul. it doesn’t look that nice in my title but i use celeschul in my package files and i’m guessing people search things like, “celeschul penny hair” or something like that in order to find my cc- so i keep it in there so the search results are easier. i do want to change it though..

but no it’s also not the same! well i mean it’s the username i use for cc. my origin id used to be an0nymousghost but i changed it. i wonder if anyone’s taken that one?

9. is your simblr your sideblog or main blog? main blog ✌️ my old blog @stardze​ is a main blog as well.

my old old simblr was a sideblog but it had like 1 follower and it literally a bot so i don’t think that counts. i have a multifandom sideblog though 

10. do you have a cc finds blog? i wish. i was thinking bout it earlier and that would be sooo neat but sometimes i download stuff that doesn’t have a tumblr post attached to it, and also it’s stressful to keep up with so nah

11. are you wcif friendly? yes sir. in fact i bring the trouble of wcifs onto myself but doing them even when nobody asked.

12. what’s your favorite sized household to play with? (ex. 1 sim, 4 sims) gonna have to think on this one, honestly 1 sim is really fun and stuff goes by so fast. doing stuff with astrid when she was on her own, it was much more efficient. 

for families, i haven’t done that in a while actually. 5, 2 parents and 3 kids is cute tho. why did i write this this is honestly such a hard question

13. if you have c&d, do you play with pets? i feel like i haven’t played with cats and dogs in forever. honestly i just have no paitence. noelle fae was supposed to get a cat (there’s a food bowl + cat bed in her house) but when summer vacation started, the amount of time i spent playing ts4 decreased a lot. (this doesn’t really make sense, i have a lot more time. honestly it just has to do with my recent obsession with a certain anime/manga and some other personal thing)

i did random nightmares in may though and i had pets frequently. g5 didn’t because sofia scarlett lived in an apartment, but g2/3/4 had cici, and g1 had all the cats. but that was back in march so it’s been a while.

14. what lifespan do you use? i really want to do aging off but then i feel like it drags on. but aging legit stresses me out, sometimes i just want to sit down and do some cas stuff but i only have 2 hours in real time and there’s like 4 days left till one of my sims’ birthdays. 

15. if you own a lot of packs, how many of them have you actually played through? just so everyone is aware this question was made for me

i feel like eps require a specific save made for testing them out, but the only save i’ve ever made for an ep is noelle fae’s get famous save. 

that is literally a lie - i made a save for island living with one of my 100bc kids, maisie acapella. i did actually post it on tumblr BUT then i deleted all the posts BUT i reblogged them on my alt account BUT i privated my alt account so i honestly forgot about it

i have never played through discover university or watched anyone do it on youtube, i’ve read gerbits’ story about it so i think i’m pretty qualified. i’ve always wanted to do one with periwinkle acapella but i never got around to it

another ep i know nothing about is get to work

i tried doing a eco life playthrough but i hadn’t watched any videos and i was like..what is going on. so i quit lolx d ;;;;; i mentioned it but the whimsy stories legacy was the first time i had played with the eco lifestyle features so technically i think i know what im doing

i got outdoor retreat literally on monday of this week so i haven’t played through it yet. 

jungle adventure i still don’t know what’s going on. i remember last year before i bought the pack i was brainstorming, and wanted to do a ja playthrough with luna and cedar, who are a couple who i did a random legacy with and it was all queued to post when i deleted everything (if you’re wondering why, it’s because my queue was literally 200+ posts). except this time i didn’t save them to my sideblog so i lost them. 

i still havent had a restaurant in dine out 

also never did the vet thing from cats and dogs

i have no idea what that rock climbing thing is from snowy escape but i did most of the other stuff because rn g5

city living i did through psc stage 5 and also it was the first pack i bought anyways

the rest of them are either stuff packs or i ended up playing them through casual gameplay (seasons, parenthood)

16. what do you do as you play sims? (ex. listen to music) i listen to music most of the time, or listen to commentary youtube videos because i am an alpha chad. i also used to talk with my friends on voice call but i don’t do that anymore 🥲

17. which sims challenges have you tried? random legacy, whimsy stories, perfect sim challenge, 100 baby, legacy (just the plain get-to-10-gens one), random nightmares, berry zodiac, astrology legacy, apocalypse

i feel like im forgetting some.. honestly most of the stuff i did before simblr was either 100 baby (i love that challenge) or random saves that lasted for 2 seconds. 

18. do you like the new(ish) hair swatches? nah. 

i do appreciate that most cc hairs have a true (ish) black, thank god! and the fact that the hair update is what inspired me to update and fix a bunch of hairs with different issues is pretty nice. but will i use them? no. 

plus it takes up like 5 gb? depending on how many packs you have.

19. post the latest screenshot you took 📸

i live in cas

20. what is the cc/ingame hair that looks the most like your own? i think that dream home decorator side part hair looks a lot like my hair. honestly i havent see much like my hair but that one is kinda-? close

21. who is your favorite sim of yours and what is their story? noelle and alari fae i think! 

link to post

noelle is blonde and has blue-grey eyes. she wears purple contacts pretty often though (because she wants to 😌)

alari has light brown hair that is kinda curly, and she’s got pretty vibrant blue eyes. 

they’re sisters, alari is 3 years older than noelle. noelle was 19 and alari was 22 when they got spotted

they worked as models when they were young adults. their jobs involved dyeing their hair blue/pink, and they would model like clothes and stuff. anyways, they were pretty successful. like not ultra famous but they had enough money to not work for the rest of their lives. 

their modeling group was made of 4 girls, the others were named paisley autumn and they were green and red, respectively. some things are: 

paisley and alari started dating during this 

autumn was a single mother to a little girl named destiny

noelle dated many people during this but never ended up finding the one <3

when their contract ended after like 6 years, paisley and alari went to go live together and noelle decided to get into acting. so thats when get famous playthrough started!

there’s more but basically they’re like oc’s with sims on the side. xoxo

22. if you use cc, are there any cc creators that you have like ALL of their items? this is such a good question! i hoard hair very heavily (my folder is 11gb) i so i have like 97% from most of the popular hair creators. 

i think i had legitimately EVERYTHING from simstrouble though, i went through multiple times to check and i also have all of her retired stuff. 

i have everything from ridgeport i think-? because of the fact that she uploaded all her stuff in one big zip. 

i think that’s it.. for a long time i also had everything by clumsyalienn, but then i ended up deleting it and only keeping my faves. 

and looking at my collection, maybe ah00b? i might be missing a couple but i at least have like 99%.

23. what’s one pack you think is underrated? dine out, it’s laggy af yes but it’s such a nice thing for my sims to do. 

24. what are your favorite sims stories/legacies? melons by gerbits always and forever

this question was inspired by this ask anyways so 

25. if you could change one small thing about ts4, what would it be? most of my suggestions are pretty complex but literally just - when you add tray files, they appear at the top. my life would be so much easier

this took me literal hours to answer

[housamo-side-blog-2]

A FAMILIAR FACE PART 1

CONTINUEING!.

Harumo:Who was that guy?

That was the last question you muttered before falling asleep and dreaming about stuff, however, this time, its different your dreaming about the time where you’ve met that stranger when you were with Ryota at the shopping street, there you could see the stranger dressed with a black jacket and blue shorts,you thought you could finally see the stranger’s true face, however the image you’re being shown is only what your mind have captured and the stranger’s face appears black being covered by its hoodie, 

Harumo:Oh c’mon!, even here i couldn’t even see it.....Why am i so determined to see this person?

With your curiosity intact while asleep,you struggled to sleep as you move around in your bed making a lot of creaking noises while the night passes by hopefully those noises won’t wake up anybody, 

{NEXT DAY}

Its another day at Shinjuku Academy, the place where both transients and students of Tokyo are educated and taken care off, The summoners are in Class E chatting like the usual friends they and Kengo being shouted by Shiro for sitting on top of table,Ryota tells the others about what they did back at the shopping street of Shinjuku Park and you happen to have just arrived.

Harumo: Morning Guys!

Shiro: Good Morning Harumo, you look well today.

Kengo: How you doin partner.

Moritaka: Good Morning to you too Harumo, 

Ryota: Morning Harumo!.

Toji: Good Morning to you too.

Harumo: Looks like i made it in time for the first time guys.

Shiro: Indeed, did you have a good sleep?

Harumo: Nope!, I couldn’t stop thinking about that stranger yesterday.

Kengo: What,did you guys fought or something?

Ryota: Oh yeah! When we were running in the shopping street, i accidentaly bump into someone, 

Moritaka: I see, It appears you are not hurt Ryota.

Ryota: Nah, im fit as a feedle,its a good thing it wasn;t that serious.

Shiro: Im glad to hear that, but next time be careful when go running around in crowded areas.

Kengo: You know, your starting to sound like my mom, 

Shiro: i think you mean as a responsible adult. 

Kengo:*mutter* A boring one to be honest.

Shiro: What was that?!

Ryota: Anyway, Guys!, you have got to try Ebisu’s rainbow buns,they are the best buns you could have ever tasted!

Moritaka:Who’s Ebisu?

Ryota: Oh, He’s one of the stall vendors at shopping district, Harumo is actually friends with him. Man you guys were missing out on the deliciousness those buns where giving.

Moritaka: For Ryota to praise someone’s pastry so much, must mean that those Rainbow Buns must be really delicious.. maybe I’ll join you today,is that okay Ryota? 

Ryota:Yay!, Moritaka is coming! Always,the more the merrier they say, how about that Harumo?

Harumo: With the two of you,its going to get really fun.

Moritaka:Im grateful for you acceptance. 

Ryota: How about you guys? wanna come along?

Shiro:Im terribly sorry,I have after school cooking classes today, maybe next time then.

Kengo:No can do Ryota, i have an important sparring match today.

Toji: I also can’t come as well, because, i was tasked to guard the shrine today. My apologies.

 Harumo; AWWW, I really want to spend time with you all.

Shiro; Im terribly sorry, I’ll be sure to come with you next time.

Kengo:Yeah me too.

Toji; Maybe next time then.

Ryota:All right then, its just going to be the three of us.

Harumo and Moritaka:Yeah!

Three of you are going to be hanging today and Mr Jinn has finally arrived and is now about to start his class and the next class and so. Yup a normal school day, You go on with your studies,unknowing about the events that are going to happen.

[After 6 hours}

[SCHOOL BELL RINGS}

Class has finally ended, you’ve finally have some room to stretch your arms from the long period of sitting on your chair, 

Harumo: Ah, my shoulders are starting to get tense,

Ryota:Yay!, im so excited to go the shopping area again, are you excited Moritaka?

Moritaka:Well, off course, nothing is much more excitable than going out with your friends. 

Shiro: I have to go the economics room for my cooking class, see you later everyone.

Kengo: Man, all that sitting around made my shoulders hurt, gotta get some warm up then, see ya.

Toji: I’ll be leaving now, Good luck!

Harumo: See you later Guys!.

Ryota:Okay guys lets meet up infront of the school after we put in our bags at the dorms.

Moritaka:All right Ryota, I’ll see you two later then,

Harumo: See you guys later!

{Dorm Room}

You’ve arrived at your dorm room, put down your bag at the side and took a quick lie down on your bed facing the ceiling, you reminence about whether you are going to meet that stranger again. caught up in your thoughts your butler make his entrance.

{Ring flashes}

Lil Salomon: Hello Master!, Oh,you seem to be lost in thought. 

Harumo: Yeah, i keep on thinking about that that guy we met.

Lil Salomon: You mean the stranger that you and Ryota met at the shopping area?

Harumo: Yes.

Lil Salomon: Hmm, laying down won’t do anything Master, C’mon your friends are probably waiting for you.

Harumo: Oh, yeah thanks for reminding me. 

Lil Salomon: Thats my job as your butler Master,toodles.

You changed your clothes and wore casual clothes and went towards Shinuku Park where your supposed to be meeting, 

{BLACK SCREEN}

[DARK ALLEY}

The dark alley”s of Shinjuku is the favorite meeting spot of several criminals whether its transactions or  place to hang out, In one the alleies is one particular transient that is one to feared off, He is a guy of great strength, heartless intent, and a cold one. is seen laying down on a beaten couch snoring loudly, 

Once a comfy slumber, now turn into a hellish reality to him, as a bunch of strangers not knowing the danger they’re waiking towards.

Thug: Hey idiot, this is our turf! get lost!

Stranger:*Snoring* 

Thug 2: Looks like this runt needs a wake up call.

Thug 3: Heh, How about we bash his head on then.

The trio of idiots did not know who they were messing with as they laugh at the sleeping stranger with the intent to put him in slumber forever....

However....

Stranger: Hey,...... Thanks for the suggestion.

 Thug 1: What the......

The thug quickly had his head smacked on the stone floor, with the sudden emergence of the stranger now with a malicious grin, the other thugs could only watched in surprise as they could not register what just transpired infront of them. With a blink of an eye the other thug who was beside had his entire body thrown in the garbage pile,

Thug 3: H-hey..wHAT the hell is happening!? ,who are you?..

Panicked and fearing for what the stranger is going to do to him,a cold voice whispered to his ear and soon after, the unlucky guy ,was flung towards at a wall knocked out.

Stranger: Psst, Pathethic,man they really ruined my sleep,*yawn* it was getting good. 

Not soon after his stomach released a rumbling sound.

Stranger: I haven’t eaten in a while, maybe i should go get something from the shopping area at the Park. 

{END OF SCENE}

{Outside area of Shinjuku Park} 

You have arrived at a traffic stop and across it is your destination, Shinjuku Park, hom your friends are currently waiting for you at the food area, you are waiting for the traffic light to turn green as you wait the timer on it decreases over time, 

Harumo: What the...

You see an orange cat infront of you, when suddenly..

Harumo: Im not gonna make it...

You hurried towards the cat,that is about to be run over by a truck, everything turned slow as you see the truck getting closer and you aren’t even close to saving the poor creature from its painful death,

 A shadow appeared fast infront of you and saved the cat infront of you,however as soon as you get your bearings back,you only saw a cat running towards you,even though you didn’t save it in time,but the worked of a mysterious stranger who’s movements are so fast they appear to be inhuman.

Harumo: What...just happened? 

You realized, that was the same stranger from before and just disappeared infront of you. went on to search for him and looking left and right for him but you only see passerbies.

Harumo: What the....Where did he go? 

To no signs of him everywhere,you went on with your day and made it towards your destination.

{Shinjuku Park}

Ryota and Moritaka are sitting a bench constantly waiting for their friend to arrived and Ryota”s stomach is starting to rumble fom all the waiting and constant seeing the food placed on the passerby’s hands with its smell wafting through the air.

Harumo: Sorry guys! im late.

Ryota: You’ve made it!

Moritaka: There you are.

Ryota: Im so hungry, and seeing everyone with delicious food in their hands makes me drool.

Moritaka: Holy cow! Ryota i didn’t even notice the drool on the bench!

Ryota: That just means im very hungry, C’mon lets go.

Harumo: Right with you.

Ryota quickly dashes towards the shopping area and starts looking at the delicious food they have in stock,one by one,Ryota dashes from one store to another with inhuman speed like he isn’t affected by his hunger a moment ago. 

Moritaka: Ryota, would you please slow down?, you’re dashing everywhere.

Ryota: Heheh, sorry,...Oh,how about we go to Ebisu’s shop, i think they should be open right about now. Lets go.

Harumo: Woah! slow down, you don’t want to bump into someone again don’t you?.

Ryota: Oh yeah, sorry, Lets waik then.

Moritaka: I could never figure out,how much energy Ryota has.

{Ebisu”s stall}

Ebisu: Hi guys, its so nice to see you two again.

Harumo: HI Ebisu, 

Ryota: Heya Ebisu, I would like you to meet my friend Moritaka here.

Moritaka: Its an honor to meet you Ebisu, my name is Moritaka Shino Inuzuka i hope we could be great friends.

Ebisu: Nice to meet you Moritaka, Im Ebisu im one of the Seven Lucky Gods.

Ryota: Wait, you’re a God? 

Moritaka: Holy smokes, to think im actually meeting a God!

Ebisu: Uhm, guys.... i just inherited the memories of one of the seven luckly Gods.

Ryota: Thats still a big deal.

Ebisu: It really isn’t. ....Anyway what are you buying?

Ryota: 10 rainbow buns please!.

Moritaka: My word Ryota!, are you really eating that much?

Ryota: Don’t worry I’ll share with you guys.

Ebisu: Comin right up. Please wait a moment a please.

As you wait patiently for Ebisu’s rainbow buns, you look around the area and see a lot of people comin in and out of the area and buying delicious food, everyone in the vicinity is either seen eating takoyaki, holding a lot of bags full of food,Ryota’s nose is moving like a hound on a hunt for prey as he faces a stall with delicious fried chicken and another stall with squid on a stick.All of this different kinds of cuisine is seen one place as the smells of different foods mixed together wafting the air you currently breath and could not help but tingle your taste buds even you aren’t tasting anything, the smell alone is enough to make Ryota drool.

Moritaka: So..Many different smells coming into my nose, ,,Ahh im practicly drooling over the scents.

Ryota: I know right, we’re going to try every last one of them.

Harumo: Lets hope we brought enough money for it. 

Ebisu: All right 10 rainbow buns, order up! 

Ryota: OOOHHH! It smells so delicous Ebisu, 

Ebisu: Hehehe, Thanks for coming by, hope you come back again.

Harumo: Im going to miss you Ebisu.

Ebisu: Eh, Uhm Im going to miss you too Harumo.

Ryota: See you later Ebisu!

Moritaka: I hope we could meet again someday Ebisu, bye bye.

Ebisu: See you later Ryota! i also hope to see you again Moritaka, bye bye

Waving at Ebisu and waiking around while eating the delicous rainbow buns Ryota bought, Moritaka could not help but be in aww about how delicious it was. 

Moritaka: This rainbow buns are really delicious especially the green one. It taste like tea.

Ryota: Yeah, here,try this orange one, i bet it taste just like oranges or peaches.

Moritaka: *chewing sound* Mmmm, It taste exactly like oranges, here would like to taste it also Harumo?

Harumo: Only if you feed it to me.

Moritaka: Oh, okay then,, say ahh.

Harumo:Ahhhh * chewing sound*.........MMMMM it taste just like oranges, this is delicous.

Ryota: I think i should have a go with this white one. 

Moritaka: What do you think it would taste like? 

Ryota: One way to find out, Itadikimasu! * chewing sound*

Ryota swallows the bun and takes a second of silence, 

Harumo: Uhm...Ryota? 

Moritaka: Ryo-

Ryota: ITS DELICIOUS! 

Moritaka: Ahh, Ryota you surprised me, What did it taste like.

Ryota: Its White chocolate, and its so creamy!

Harumo: Really?!, Can i try it? 

Ryota: Sure, here you go. 

Harumo: All right down the hatch you g-

{SCREAM]

As you are about to enter a world of flavor, you were interrupted by a sudden scream from a woman, and quickly hurried over to check it out. 

Moritaka: There! 

Harumo: Hey stop!

You discovered a blue bearlike transient with a knife on its hands and threatening someone,  and when they saw you and Moritaka with a sword on his back, the robber immediately turns to take the poor lady hostage. 

Robber: Now you stay back!, Or else i’ll cut her throat out!.

Ryota: *gasping for air* hey guys i made it and Whoah! 

Harumo: You better stop this right now! 

Robber: Oh, how about make me then punk! 

Moritaka who was about to draw out his blade, noticed by the robber he immediately step back with the hostage using her as a human shield, The people behind him are steping back as they fear it could only worsen the situation. confident in his ploy, the robber tries to demand money from eveyone,    

Unfortunately with his head turned around and not noticing the chubby guy infront of him, 

Harumo: Take this! 

With no hesitation, you runned towards the robber and did a powerful punch to his face, all the barehand training you recieved from Kengo seems to be quite useful in this types of situations, the robber startled and confused from the blow lost grip from his prey.

Robber: Tha,,,,darn kid! 

He angrily tries to flee as you chase him,seemingly unable to grab him,one person appeared out of nowhere and suddenly knee kick the robber to the stomach and with the sheer force from his attack,the robber could not be atleast 10 meters away. 

Harumo: What the.. this speed...i’ve seen it before.

You’ve met face to face with the stranger from before and it appears his also the one whom you have met the other the day, Yes, the mysterious stranger whom you have met with Ryota the other day. has now appeared infront of you again and this time,Ryota didn’t bump him. 

Stranger: Really doesn’t know what the consequences are. 

Harumo: Wait! you’re that guy from before.

Stranger: Huh, who the hell are you supposed t- What the hell!

Harumo: Huh?

The stranger who was wearing the same black hoodie as before and its covering his face and its shocked to see you as if he saw something phenomenal. 

Stranger: Why do you?

Harumo: Do i know you from somewhere?

Stranger: Thats my question, Who the hell are you? 

Harumo: I ask you first. 

Stranger: Heh, well if you wanna know then....*shows his face*

Harumo: What the.....Why do you

Stranger: My name is.........

Reitan

Everything felt silent to you as you processed the image your eyes are sending to you as you couldn’t believe the person infront of you. 

Harumo: Why do you....Look like me?

[marley--barbie]

STORYTIME PT. 3

Anyways got a little off topic huh? Umm about mid October, you know I maybe had 300 dollars left in my savings, no house. Still living with my parents. Still doing crazy shit with my "new best friend" when I met a guy but not just a guy, a man. So as I said I was 18 and he was 34, he did drugs also but he only did it to "party" he didn't do it on the daily but he would have his own and used it freely as he wished whereas the two teenagers(me and my coworker) were doing the shit every night basically.

So the guy I had met, turned into my boyfriend shortly after. He never asked me out or anything. I just went over his house one day and never left and been together ever since.(another storytime)

So seeing as I was just out of high school and my co-worker had basically just dropped out, we still knew some kids from high school and they would come over to my boyfriend's house all the time and for some good period of time we were all holed up in my boyfriend's house no longer snorting meth but now smoking it. Like we all stayed in this ONE room listening to music, drawing, on our phones, just tweaking the fuck out basically for months. Me and my coworker would you know leave for our night shifts and the high schoolers would go back to school every now and then or back to their house but everyone always ended up in the same room doing the same shit everyday.

So January comes around. About 4-5 months into my addiction. My coworker had lost his job and I was supporting like 4-5 drug addicts with my one check. You know I saw and dealt with a lot of shit like seeing a mom smoke meth with her 15 year old daughter. Seen that same 15 year old get with a 40 something drug dealer. The obvious high schoolers that we invited into our house to allow them to do drugs with us.  Hiding a runaway teenager. Smoking meth with a pregnant teenager and her own dad?? To finding out my coworker was shooting up. It was all a mess and to top it off, I had gotten fired from my job at the truck stop which i loved working at SO MUCH. I was hoping to move up in the company and become the general manager of my own store.

So after losing my job, I got really depressed. I would sleep all day, get up do drugs and go back to sleep like 12-14 hours later and just repeat. My co-worker wasnt living with us anymore necessarily because he was busy hoping from smoke house to smoke house to do his drugs and he'd come back every 3 or 4 days and just sleep and then leave again. We had all became so engrossed in our addictions.

So it was probably around March when eventually everyone had stopped coming over and our drug use died down just a little because no one had any money to support our habit. So my boyfriend got a construction job seeing as we were flat broke. We continued doing our drugs only not as often as we once were and we had definitely closed our doors to any tweakers wanting a place to do drugs.

So when summer came around, we actually went out and did things as a couple like traveling and started eating 3 meals a day again and kinda just becoming functional addicts like We kinda were in the beginning  We did our drugs and went about our day. It was no longer a fun party everyday, just getting by.

Anyhow, about september, after about a full year of doing dope, I had honestly gotten bored with it. My body had gotten use to the drug and I would sleep throughout the night again and it's high, like the monster energy drinks, has lost its affect on me. I had tried to talk to my boyfriend about stopping but he was too far into his addiction and i couldn't help but feel I was to blame for it.

So while conversations over ending our drug abuse was left under the rug, I continued our comfortable life with him and doing drugs. We had already stopped smoking it and went back to snorting it. Smoking on the occasion that snorting it wasnt enough to get us high.

About 2 months later, in November, I hadn't stopped completely but my drug use had slowed down considerably. Whereas I was maybe doing 5-6 lines a day i had went down to 1 and 2 on a bad day. And not too far into december I had went to only doing it when i felt like it which might've been every other day or 2. The fun of doing the drug had completely ran out for me, I was an empty shell of nothingness. I only did it because i didn't have a reason not too.

Then, come December 20th 2017, i took a pregnancy test and it came back positive. I had become pregnant with my first born. From that day forward I stopped doing dope and never once looked back. Leaving me 1,143 days sober today. My boyfriend eventually got sober before our baby girl was born. Now im not going to sugar coat and lie and tell you that I haven't thought about it because i have but i know i never will because my 2 children are more important to me than anything on this planet and my love for them blossoms more and more each and every day.

Thank you to everyone who stopped to read this long ass story. I have never been this candid about my addiction and i dont really know if this will help anybody but it feels good to actually tell my story.

THE END! FEEL FREE TO ASK QUESTIONS!

[argylemnwrites]

Looking Back

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x MC (Cassie Vanderfield)

Book: Open Heart (almost 2 years after Chapter 1 of book 2)

Word Count: ~1900

Rating: PG-13 (light language, innuendo)

Summary: A night of celebration causes Cassie and Bryce to take a look back.

Author’s Note: I’m so sorry it’s been so long since I wrote Bryce fic! The pandemic writer’s block was particularly brutal for this couple, but I am pretty happy to be back with our favorite flirty, confident surgeon! This story is for two of the “Things You Said” prompts - 11. Things you said when you were drunk (as requested by @sunnyxdazed, @choicesarehard, and an anon) and 22. Things you said after it was over (as requested by @srta-give-me-my-jax-rl and @omgjasminesimone). It also works for the Choices May Challenge Day 29 prompt (Memories).

“Nah, I’m good,” Bryce said, shaking his head as Jackie attempted to pass him a shot of tequila.

“Lahela, you can’t pass on drinks tonight! We’re celebrating!” she called out, raising her arm and drawing cheers from several others around them, including Cassie.

“You might be celebrating, but I still have to preround at 6 am tomorrow,” Bryce replied, shaking his head as Cassie grabbed the shot glass Jackie kept trying to hand him, throwing it back in rapid succession with the shot Jackie had already given her. Man, tonight was going to get sloppy.

“That’s on you for choosing a specialty with such a long residency,” said Jackie, quirking an eyebrow before downing her own shot. “It’s not our fault you surgeons are so dumb and cocky that you need those extra years of training just to be competent physicians.”

Bryce grinned at her, grabbing the empty shot glasses Cassie handed to him as she reached for a lime. He would let her have that one tonight. After all, it was her graduation night. 

The internal med graduation had been pretty much what Bryce had expected. Decent food, but watered down drinks and boring speeches by the hospital bigwigs, all culminating with the program director going over each resident’s career plans and handing them a certificate. At least Cassie’s table had been a good one with Elijah, Phoebe, and his parents, a med-peds resident named Amber who Bryce didn’t know well but who had been fun to talk to, as was her husband when he wasn’t trying to corral their two year old son, plus Cassie’s parents and Keiki, able to come thanks to Amber only needing two tickets. And thankfully the faculty member assigned to their table was an endocrinologist named Dr. Liz Aubly, not Ethan Ramsey. Bryce had forced more than enough awkward small talk with the man at the monthly diagnostics team dinner he’d gone to with Cassie last week, and he got the feeling Ramsey was not thrilled that he was now officially Cassie’s date for all such events. Over the next two years, with Bryce on his research years while Cassie remained at Edenbrook for her diagnostics fellowship, their paths were going to cross often.

But tonight wasn’t about looking forward, it was about looking back and remembering three years of patients and long hours and crappy coffee and not enough sleep. Now that the formal portion of the graduation was done with, most of the third year IM residents had ditched their families and taken over Donahue’s, celebrating having only two weeks left as residents. It was the only time they all were off at the same time, excluding the annual resident holiday party, since starting residency, and people were letting loose.

“Wait, we didn’t toast to anything with this round,” Elijah noted after he tossed his lime slice onto the growing pile in the middle of the table. After the first couple of rounds, things had turned decidedly sentimental, with the group rotating what event from their three years of residency they were commemorating. So far, they had toasted to adopting their pet turtle Sal Monella, Jackie being named one of next year’s chief residents, Cassie getting reinstated, and swapping out Landry for Aurora as a roommate. 

“You’re right!” Cassie cried out, stumbling off Bryce’s lap. “I’ll go get us another round so we can do things properly.”

Bryce grabbed her wrist, stopping her abruptly. “What?” she asked, her eyes blazing as they locked on his, clearly ready to fight him if he dared to question how much everyone was drinking.

“I’m going with you,” he said with a grin, standing up and subtly sliding his hand down her back, hoping she saw it as a loving, flirty gesture and not an attempt to steady her and keep her upright. Cassie was typically a pretty agreeable drunk, if a little handsy, but she got absolutely livid if anyone implied that her coordination and proprioception were at all impaired by her drinking. He had enough sense not to tell her there was a good chance all the drinks would be ending up on the floor if she did this by herself.

Together, they made their way over to the bar, crowded with dozens of other IM third years. Cassie leaned over the bar, trying to find a free bartender, but quickly abandoned her mission when she wasn’t immediately successful.

“You should do the next toast,” she said, spinning to face Bryce, steadying herself just slightly by leaning back against the bar.

Bryce shrugged, “Nah, tonight’s for you guys. I’m still just a lowly resident for the next four years.”

Cassie grinned, sliding a hand forward and grabbing a belt loop on Bryce’s pants, pulling him toward her. “Where’s all this modesty coming from?”

“Oh, don’t worry. I know I’m still the best surgical resident at Edenbrook. In fact, now that you are moving up in the world, I am losing some competition for best resident in all specialties.”

Cassie laughed, dragging her hand across his hip and sliding it into his back pocket, giving his ass a light squeeze, prompting Bryce to waggle his eyebrows at her.

“I see you’ve reached a very boldly flirty stage of drunk.”

“I’m not drunk,” she scoffed, rolling her eyes, but sliding her other hand into his other pocket at the same time, “I just found a comfortable place to rest my hands. Besides, in a couple of weeks, I’ll officially outrank you, so I gotta enjoy this-” she added, giving him another squeeze for good measure, “-while I still can.”

He chuckled at that. She wasn’t going to be supervising him at all, so it didn’t really matter, but Jackie had taken to teasing Cassie that their relationship was going to become suddenly scandalous and forbidden when Cassie became a fellow. “Are you sure you want to move in together, then? It might be hard to keep your hands to yourself around all of this-” Bryce gestured an open hand up and down in front of his body “-when you have 24/7 access.”

Cassie tilted her head to the side, a coy little smirk forming. “Yeah. You know why?”

“Why?” he asked, humoring her as he lifted a hand to tuck a strand of her dark hair behind her ear.

“Because you helped clean up after that first party in our apartment.”

His hand froze next to her cheek. He’d completely forgotten he’d done that. He’d mainly just been looking for something to do while waiting to say goodnight to Cassie, or rather, hoping he wouldn’t have to say goodnight. Pitching in with cleaning up the trash had just seemed like the natural thing to do. “I can’t believe you remember that.”

“It’s when I knew you were a good person, not just some overconfident hot guy. It’s when I knew you were boyfriend material, not just a casual fling.”

Bryce didn’t quite know how to respond to that. His feelings for Cassie evolved gradually, slowly, naturally over the past three years, going from seeing her as that cute dark-haired medicine intern to the person he loved and trusted most in the world bit-by-bit, day-by-day. He didn’t have some moment with her that was some great epiphany where he realized he wanted more or saw her differently. He just cherished getting to know her better, seeing different sides of her, and adoring nearly everything that he discovered or she revealed. But Cassie had apparently seen depths in him from the start. He wasn’t sure if it put their early hookups in a different light or not, but all he could really do at this point was appreciate that they had come this far together, no matter how they got there. So he gave her a gentle kiss, pulling back as he saw one of the bartenders coming toward them and flagging him down, ordering another round of tequila shots, plus a glass of water for himself.

Soon, they made their way back to the table, Bryce carrying the shots while Cassie focused on not bumping into people. She waited for him to pass around the drinks and sit back down before she plunked herself back onto his lap, looping one arm behind his neck and grabbing one of the shot glasses with her other.

“What are we toasting to this time?” Jackie asked, raising her glass and looking around the table expectantly.

“I have one,” said Bryce, causing Cassie to twist her head to look at him, her eyebrows raised and her pupils blown wide, “To that first party you guys threw at the apartment. It really was the start of everything.”

Everyone clinked their glasses together over the center of the table, with some “Hear hears” and “To the parties” scattered in the mix, but Cassie didn’t throw back her shot right away. Instead, she kept her eyes locked on Bryce’s, offering him a brilliant smile before wrapping her other arm around his neck in a tender hug... and unfortunately dumping her shot of tequila down his neck and under his shirt in the process.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry!” she cried out once she realized what she’d done.

“It’s fine,” Bryce said with a little shrug, “but I do think that signals the end of the festivities for me.”

“Party pooper!” Elijah yelled out, but Bryce just shook his head. 

“Someone has to actually be functional enough to take care of patients tomorrow, and it’s certainly not going to be anyone else at this table. Cassie, you coming over to my place, or are you going to keep the party going with this crew?”

“Your place,” she said without a moment of hesitation. “I spent the night with you after my first party of residency, so who am I to buck tradition at the last one?” Bryce grinned at that, noticing Elijah just shaking his head out of the corner of his eye before Cassie leaned over and kissed him, sliding her hands along his shoulders before pulling back.

“Get a room,” Jackie said, rolling her eyes.

“I’m trying,” Bryce replied over Cassie’s shoulder. “Come on, babe,” he said, helping Cassie to her feet before standing up and slinging an arm around her waist, waving goodbye to their friends as he navigated her towards the door. 

“I can’t believe I’m basically done with residency,” Cassie said as Bryce pulled out his phone to order a Dryve. “It’s been three years already. How has it been three years?”

Bryce just chuckled, guiding her down the large step off onto the sidewalk as they left the bar. “Time flies when you’re working 80 hours a week for minimum wage, huh?”

“Something like that,” she replied, pivoting to face him and tugging him into a loose hug. 

“Looking back, anything you’d want to change?”

She seemed to ponder that for a moment before shaking her head, “I mean, I probably could have done without the suspension, but I think it helped me grow. I don’t know. I guess even with all the drama, I’m happy with how things turned out. Does that make sense?”

“Yeah, Cassie,” he said, squeezing her tight and running his hand along her spine, “it does.”

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[mavspeed]

First Line Meme

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line, then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

Hey @applesfallingfromblondehair, thanks for the tag love!! likewise i dont usually do this but this feels interesting so lets see if my ass has improved over the last few stories lmfkjgjk

also this will prob be a mix of xmcu fic + kingsman fic bc i think i have a more or less equal number of fics written for both

1.

The first time Charles meets Lucifer Morningstar, actual devil from hell, ruler of the underworld, fallen son of the lord above and god knows what else, it had been after Erik had been sentenced to life imprisonment in the highest security cell in the Pentagon. 

- this is from a professor and a devil walk into a bar, which is kinda a crossover rarepair fic that rose out of me and mutuals on twitter discussing tom ellis and james mcavoy being roommates and kinda... devolved from there. i am proud of this one lmfnjgkj

2.

“Are you okay, Professor?” Hank asks quietly.

Charles blinks. He supposes it’s a valid question. He’s been in a bit of a funk the past few days- scratch that actually, the past few years. He’s just lost so much- his father, and then his mother’s love, and then Raven and Erik and Sean and countless others. Building a school, gaining students he loved to teach and nurture hadn’t helped him in the slightest, and he’s as lost as he ever was, wandering the halls of a drafty mansion alone, feeling like he’s been stranded at sea even whilst surrounded by people.

- from in the belly of the beast, which again came out of me wondering what would have happened if fox had gone w their original plan and charles had been that last horseman instead of erik. this story will prob gain a sequel... sometime in the near future when im not too bogged down by current wips

3. 

The Xavier family hall of the deceased- because of course they’re weird enough to have a cemetery- is full of rows upon rows of holograms. Charles is four and gets bored of his father crying over his mother’s hologram, so he toddles over to the other rows. Unfamiliar names, all of them- Charles is young, and he doesn’t understand death. He doesn’t even know who his mother is, who’d died at childbirth and left him with a father still at a loss when it came to bringing up a kid.

- from tequila on a spaceship, the sequel to a fic that still has some people angry at me i think. this fic never did gain as much traction as the first one but im still proud of it esp since it discusses certain themes of reincarnation that ive always wanted to see explored for myself in reincarnation aus (and i only ever saw it in danveresque’s reincarnation au)

4.

There are cork boards covering every inch of the wall. Red strings, photographs, conspiracy threads, everything. Raven takes it in, swallowing, noticing the picture in the middle.

It’s one of Charles, when he’d been in university. His final year- he'd just been done presenting his year- end project, his fringe a tumbled mess and a bright smile on his lips. Erik had taken the picture, Charles scurrying to his side once he’d been done and demanding to look at the image, his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth. He looks like how Raven had always imagined him to be.

“He wouldn’t want this,” she finally says, turning to look at Erik.

- from tequila on a beach, the first fic to the fic above. this fic is v special to me because i actually wrote this on a spiral after having a very tough visit with one of my parents in the hospital after a surgery for organ removal to prevent the onset of cancer. its simpler than my other fics yet i think more powerful because of what happens. also i think the first time i killed charles off lol (spoiler alert). also idk if ppl were aware of this but this is called tequila on a beach precisely bc charles and erik were tipsy from tequila at a frat party and then went to a beach. its the way they first met (and will continue to meet for all their next lives)

5. 

Erik doesn’t know how it all started. Maybe it was when his insane sergeant had started rambling about imaginary cities, treasures of gold and cursed incantations. Maybe it was when trickles of rumours had started pouring down about the higher ups wanting to investigate unfound territory, disregard the Egyptian government’s feelings on the matter, and put a previously unfound myth on the map for all the world to see. Or maybe, Erik thinks, it was when archaeologist Klaus Schmidt put a bullet through his mother’s head and he ended up going to America armed with dual citizenship and the sole intent of wanting to drive a coin directly between Schmidt’s eyes, joining a division of the American military focused solely on guarding archaeological digs- more importantly, in Egypt, where Schmidt’s interest had shifted.

- from courting the end of the world, another one i’m just insanely proud of! this is the first time i’ve ever attempted a multichapter movie au and it actually managed to work pretty well, i at least haven’t run out of inspiration for it yet lmfjgjg. also erik as himbo rick connell... very rent free in my head

6. 

The day after they murder Shaw and leave his house of horrors, Erik crosses the Canadian border with Charles across his back. Charles had started getting tired while they’d been walking, stumbling and nearly tripping until Erik had forced him to get on his back, ignoring Charles’ protests.

The blood’s seeping out steadily from Charles’ nose, staining his shirt and soaking it through. It’s been leaking on and off, and the effects are already obvious in the dark circles beneath Charles’ eyes. Any more, and Erik knows they’ll have to find him a doctor. He hopes the nearest town in Canada has one that would be willing to treat them.

- from a world built for two. i actually dk where the inspiration for this came from, i think i was once again on a depressive spiral and wanted to break my comfort characters into pieces and put them together again. this also deals with codependency and unhealthy coping mechanisms as a result of trauma which i showed as sweet in the fic but i would def not recommend in real life. pls if u relate to either charles or erik in this go see a therapist

7. 

The call comes in the afternoon, an hour before Charles is supposed to teach his Intro to Genetics class. Frowning, Charles abandons the game of Candy Crush he’d admittedly been playing rather badly and picks it up. “Charles sp-”

“We need you, Prof,” Kitty says desperately into the phone. “He’s been in a temper all morning, and then Alex’s reports missed out a whole subsection, so he’s fired the entire marketing team! Please, Professor, you have to come immediately!”

- from and we can be pirates. i wrote this in like 4 seconds for my friend who wanted professor charles and ceo erik and actually did not expect this to gain the attention it did... its always the fics u write in like 4 seconds lmfjggj. a sequel for this Is coming too probably at some point in the very far future

8. 

Charles Xavier can admit as he sits across from Essex, hands cuffed to the desk, that in hindsight, this had perhaps not been one of his better ideas.

He refuses to admit it as he controls Erik’s mind, preventing him from lashing out and making him close his eyes to the nightmare unfolding in front of him. He refuses to admit it as he gets shoved into the back of a black pickup truck, and the butt of a gun is smashed across his forehead hard enough to knock him out cold for a few hours. He refuses to admit it when he wakes up what appears to be hours later in a cold interrogation room, hands cuffed to the table in front of him, with a suppression collar rendering his mind dark and almost achingly silent.

- from from the land of gods (bring me home). i’ve been struggling w this fic a lot (it didnt come as easily to me as the first one did) but its getting there. also i put charles through hell in this rip sorry mister xavier

9.

In the aftermath, both of them stand at the border of the mansion. The air feels frigid, slicing into Raven’s lungs like a thousand paper cuts. “Charles, please,” she begs, heart in her throat and voice hoarse. “He wouldn’t want you to be like this. He wouldn’t want you to do this. It’s not too late, you can come back.”

Charles gazes back, a brick wall. He hasn’t even cleaned up, still in that damnable yellow and blue suit with blood drying in the corners of his mouth, the bridge of his nose. There’s nothing in his eyes- blank, almost see through. He looks as if he’s a mere shade, a ghost lounging about where he once was. Raven knows better.

“I will raze the world to the ground,” he finally says, his voice free of any inflection, “and when I’m done, no one will be left standing. Not you, and certainly not me.”

- from where all the poets went to die, a dark fic based on what would have happened if moira had killed erik with the bullets. its the first time ive written dark charles and it was v fun if im being honest

10. 

Charles is a light sleeper. It’s a trait that stays with him- all the way from his father and the tests to taking care of his mother to Cain Marko and his fists to Cuba and then now, the dust of Washington settling over him and making the waking world lie an inch beyond his eyelids. It therefore stands to reason that the second the windowsill creaks he’s up in a shot, hoisting himself up and lashing out with his telepathy instantly.

That’s not a trait that had stayed with him. That’s a newly formed trait, bitter and bold, carved into existence by Cuba by his students disappearing one by one in Vietnam by the letters that announce Sean’s death in black unfriendly print by-

The tendrils of his telepathy forged cold and distant meet a barrier and recoil, stunned. He focuses his eyes and then widens them, staring at Erik who stares back, hidden beneath that infernal muddied magenta helmet of his. They stare at each other for a moment before Erik clears his throat.

- from in the valley of kings (you will come home). my first ever cherik fic! im actually also proud of this one even if i ended it horribly and half my mutuals refuse to read it bc of how it ended LMFJGJGJ. i cant believe this was supposed to be a funny and cute kid fic and then i turned it into an angst ridden mess. also leo is actually an oc whose adult version is fancasted as charlie rowe by me and another mutual on twitter and im v proud that readers are willing to die for the baby

11. 

Mike has to google it, finding a crafts shop nestled into the corner of the street right smack in the middle of Louisiana, past a long and winding dirt road and the crumbling farmhouses relics of a time long past. The air is hot, humid, sticking to the back of his neck like an unwieldy parasite as he pushes the door of the shop open to the sound of the bell tinkling above.

He finds the origami paper quickly enough and has a momentary breakdown about what Bill’s favourite colour even is- he had never thought to ask him. Twenty seven years of following every single footstep of his like a dedicated, most definitely creepy stalker, three months of more than a few states traversed with Bill’s laughter now echoing in his ears like a shadow that trails after him, and this is what stumps him. It takes ten minutes, but he finally settles on light green.

- my first and last entry into the IT fandom bc i love these two but to be very fair there isn’t much content out there for him (and twitter content actually intimidates me lmfjgjjg) a thousand paper cranes never got much traction either but i suspect its bc i was horrible at promoting it. also i very much love this fic even if it never did that well bc ive always wanted to write a fic like this after watching the movie in cinemas in 2019

12.

ok nsfw i guess 

Mornings start like this- Eggsy snuffling into David’s neck, attempting to work his way back up to wakefulness as David sleeps the sleep of the dead, the streams of morning sunlight gradually lightening up the room. It’s a while before he gets the energy to sit up, pushing an eager V off the bed- V for Vendetta, a kitten named after one of David’s favourite movies that they’d adopted about a month after moving in together- before stumbling to the loo. He’s already in the shower when David comes in, naked as the day he’s born with his arms entwining themselves around Eggsy’s waist as he murmurs a sleep-soft, “Good morning, love,” as he presses a kiss into the two-days-old hickey on Eggsy’s shoulder. His breath smells of toothpaste, the minty fresh kind he insists on buying from Target no matter how much Eggsy insists that the other brand is much better. Without fail, Eggsy always has a split second thought of thinking that he must truly be in heaven because no way can this be his reality, every single day, before sinking to his knees and allowing David’s cock to hit the back of his throat.

- from that’s the kind of love i’ve been dreaming of. i genuinely wish i had an opinion for this but i don’t remember writing this its been way too long

13. 

The first time Eggsy sees her is in Trafalgar Square.

Trafalgar Square is uncomfortably packed on any normal day, but on New Year’s it is quite the hothouse. Sweating armpits and hot bodies plastered against each other, the twinkling lights overhead providing a flash of blue and green and yellow and red, screaming children and giggling teenagers shoving their way through- it’s a recipe for disaster. Eggsy doesn’t know how he ends up there. It happens sometimes- one second he blinks, sequestered in the comfort of his living room, and the next he’s somewhere else, as if he’s been teleported. “Life goes past you,” Tilde had said once, “and you don’t even notice.” Tilde would be right.

- this is a roxy and eggsy friendship centric fic that i abandoned bc i lost my ardor for this world about the same time i got into xmen lmfjgjg. all the king’s horses also had some great fancasts in it with dev patel fancasted too... rip ig

14. 

once again, nsfw

Eggsy, truth be told, doesn’t actually like having sex in bathrooms. First of all, bathrooms generally have an unsanitary air about them. Besides that, the granite of the sinks always feel cold against his hips, there is the ever present fear of being walked in on and unlike what people might say, he actually really isn’t that much of an exhibitionist- and truth be told, he’s never liked the look of himself in the mirror mid coitus.

For David Budd, however, he suspects he might be up for anything.

- from do you ever dream of me. im actually proud of this fic and this series, i never usually write straight up porn or friends w benefits and i think it worked well in here. once again didnt get much traction but that was very of the norm for my kingsman fics lmfjgj

15.

It is on his fifth meeting with the therapist on site that she brings the issue up. The elephant in the room- or the bomb , David thinks morbidly. If asked, he can’t remember specifics about that day now. All he remembers is this- the burn of Julia’s picture in his wallet against his thigh, the Botticelli painting on the far wall and Miss Paulson’s face, severe and unsmiling.

“When you couldn’t reach Julia,” she says, after he finishes describing the feeling of running to Julia, the panic searing his chest as he’d prayed for his legs to work faster so he could do something, anything to reach her hand. “How did that make you feel?”

- from your haunted social scene. i genuinely... do not remember anything about this either helpfkjgjg,,, this has 55 comments tho which. Nice

16.

David brings her home on- in a move far too cliche for it to be reality- a stormy night. It’s in fact storming so hard the windowpanes shudder like leaves in the wind, droplets crashing against the glass in a cacophony so loud Eggsy more than once considers turning the radio all the way up to drown it out. He’d gone scrounging for David’s sweatshirts instead of his own halfway through, wincing intermittently at the flashes of thunder. At a particularly loud one JB had jumped up, squeaked in a very undoglike manner and skidded across the floor to cower beneath the sofa, only coming out when coaxed by Eggsy to do so. Officer Oatmeal had watched the proceedings from her regal place by the armchair, dozy eyed and blinking heavily.

- from a cat named lavender. from what i remember this was also my first try at bringing up trans eggsy

17.

He first appears at the black prince on a cold Monday evening, eyes like Frank Sinatra and lips arresting anyone’s gaze if they weren’t careful enough. He stood out too, clad in a respectable bomber jacket and boots that clicked against the tile rhythmically and loudly, a sort of organised, measured cacophony.

“Go and serve him,” Andrew said, fat and disinterested, seated behind the counter and idly flicking through bills, less than ten percent of which he pays Eggsy. “I’m busy.”

- from trust is left in lovers after all. i never continued this which is sad bc this did get a lot of attention... it was just v hard to keep the story going

18.

It usually rains cats and dogs in London but for some reason, the rain is heavier than usual today. The droplets splatter against the windows in a constant buzzing rhythm, the sound meshing together in a melody not altogether pleasant to the ears. It’s half past five and yet the light has to be kept on because that’s how dark the sky has gotten- thunder rolls like a loud crack, abrupt and deafening, causing Daisy to jump in her seat.

“Just a thunderstorm, flower,” Eggsy says. They’re seated at the dinner table, Eggsy going over her homework while David sits opposite them, hunched over his laptop as he attempts to finish a post mission report. Eggsy is half convinced he gave up ten minutes ago- he’s got his earbuds in and he hasn’t really typed anything in a while, eyes focused on the screen. His eyebrows are scrunched up in a glare that’s too adorable for his own good- and for Eggsy’s.

- from could feel like kryptonite. a lot of my kingsman fics are actually so much happier than my cherik ones... i should prob look into that rip

19.

“When you’re done lazing around you can come in, you dozy dog,” he tells Officer Oatmeal, who butts her nose into his knee. She’s the only one not on a diet in the house, Eggsy deeming her far too healthy and skinny to need one anyway. In fact, she’s under strict instructions by Eggsy to fatten up instead.

Once the animals are done feeding- Eggsy sporting a suspicious scratch on his left forearm- they settle down to eat their scrambled eggs and toast. David’s taken a large gulp of his scalding coffee when Eggsy says, all of a sudden, “So, I have a school reunion.”

- from gonna set this dance alight. don’t remember much about this either tbh

20. (the last one FINALLY)

It isn’t a big event or explosion that makes David realise he wants to see his father’s ring sitting pretty on Eggsy’s index finger. No teary confessions in the rain like in the rom coms Eggsy loves to rent out and sniffle his way through, or a fight that makes David see sense. In the end, it’s breakfast that cinches the deal for him.

The day had started out normally enough. David wakes up at eight like clockwork, the soft downy hair at the base of Eggsy’s neck tickling his nose with his arm locked tight around his waist. He’d yawned, exhausted- mostly because they’d stayed up very late into the night making good use of the bed- before standing up and shucking his shirt off to head for the shower. Eggsy had shifted in his sleep, mumbling something unintelligible, and the sight had been too endearing to resist so he’d bent down, pressing a kiss to his forehead and smiling when Eggsy groaned out loud.

- from lover boy rules. i actually started a lot of my kingsman fics in the same way which is rather awful of me. im glad thats changed with my xmen fics lmfjgjk. also this has 15 comments???? i dont even get that much attention with my xmcu fics these days... which is arguably a more active fandom... Hello

anyway that’s the end of it needless to say i do not know 10 other authors so im just gonna tag whoever i know rn: @hellfre , @queerneto, @ikeracity, @drinkingstars, @zebraljb

[usedtobeyours]

try hard dick energy: a fairytale

try hard dick energy got his nickname after almost 3 months of me seeing him

he used to be soft dick energy first. 

we met through friends, as i usually like it to go. 

on a regular thursday, we started chatting and we kind of fit. his music seemed to be a perfect match to my favorites. i listened to his playlist that whole week. 

a week later we met at said friends’ home, on the day before a holiday. 

my first impression was meh. but than again, it had been over 5 months since i even kissed another guy. 

conversation went on, and my thinking was: wow, i can actually be friends with this dude

then we got drunk and he ended up waiting for when my friend went to the bathroom to kiss me. again, a meh kinda kiss. but again, 5 months. it still felt nice, butterflies and all. 

i was on my period, maybe day four of it. after my friend went to sleep, we started drunkenly making out and he tried taking my clothes off. i was like no, no way, i have my period. and he said he didn’t mind. i wasnt sure i did. 

then, a call that was just the best to get. friend #2 coming home from a date. we chatted on the dining room and i tried keeping her there for as long as i could before she started bobbing her head. to this day, he swears i was making faces at her for her to leave. that’s certainly not how i remember that. 

she went to bed, we made out for a while, i took my menstrual cup out and we fucked. and we slept just as we were. i don’t remember much, but i do remember him saying: “was it too fast?” and like a good girl, i said it didnt matter. that’s how he got his soft dick energy nickname as i retold that story on the day after.

oh, the day after. we slept at around 6, and he was out of the apartment as i was still sleeping. my friends and i wanted to go to the beach, but that part of the story doesn’t matter much for this tale. we talked. and talked.

on thursday, two days later, i was headed to my guy best friend’s house bringing my other best friend - #1 from the first story. he picked us up from her place - his place was closest to my guy best friends house, but he did it anyway. we sat, and we got high, and drunk. we made out whenever everybody wasn’t around. i had to teach him that people don’t smoke inside people’s homes without asking - and in the window. duh.  

he then left for a weekend away with his friends. it was the first time i missed him, and i spiraled into a weird depression mood from lack of attention. that’s how needy i was. am. 

from then on we didn’t see each other for two whole weeks. he traveled, then i traveled, and weekdays were never his thing. we still talked everyday, and kept up with each others lives. we shared stickers, and said we missed each other. just the weird 16 year-old romance i yearned for. 

we met again three weeks later. he really wanted to go to my girl best friend’s house, but she didn’t really want him there. we went for a beer on the beach - which turned into 6 really quick. by 10 pm, he forced his way into my girlfriends’ house, even though she didnt want him there. we made out a bit, and he left. i was so in love.

then the chat continued slower than before. carnaval went by, he didn’t want to join us for it. i moved, he didn’t want to come by. we seemed to chat, but it always revolved around him. he took up 3 weeks of my therapy sessions, but i kept chatting. it was good. it filled up my neediness - and my time. it was like a long distance relationship. weekends were lonely and kind of sad. my luck is that bracco was in rio, and i was getting to know noemi. they kept me busy. 

he moved into a new apartment. it was around his birthday. i think it 15 days that we didnt see each other, but it felt like a month. that day it was all SO clear to me. 

you invited me over to your place. i hadnt seen you in forever, but you said i shouldnt bring anything. i drank a beer on my way there, out of nervousness. i also brought you m&ms. your roommate was wearing a bra in the living room. she was nice, we drank beer, smoked, and chatted. it felt weird. and then, she came up with the whole depressed comment.

let me explain: we were talking about her sabbatical, she wanted to go away for a year once she was 27. i was sharing resources and a bit of my miami experience. she then said: “oh, miami. thats where you got depression”. as if depression was something you catch. as if i told her about it. as if you told her about it and she felt we had a relationship where she could just bring that up?! not sure. i was weirded out for the rest of the night. at some point, you brought me into your room and kissed me. i couldnt really get into it. you said: “we dont have to do anything”, but you kept kissing and groping me. it’s not like you backed off and said: “whats going on?”

so i caved, and we fucked. and it was mechanical. and short. and plain out boring. i left 20 minutes after, and you seemed to be happy i did. 

my brain was a mix of feelings. i was in love, but then everything about that night was so fucking weird. being with you felt weird. the next day, you were weird too... i tried calling, but you called me back right when it was bbb time. 

and i was talking to noemi in the balcony, and it was a whole thing about not being available for people who dont show themselves available. we didnt talk again until saturday, and i decided to cut you off for good. i unfollowed you on social, unfollowed myself from your page, deleted your number. it wasnt until wednesday that you realized and reached out. 

you were all: we havent talked to each other in a week, and im also to blame for that... and so i told you i was upset about more than one thing that happened on wednesday, you exposed me to your roommate and i felt invaded. so i decided to pull myself away from this relationship. you apologized, but took no responsability for the rest of non caring. and thats what i wanted. so i cut you off. 

it was two weeks, and two therapy sessions in which my therapist said i should have talked to you before cutting you off. and turning you off was good: i started focusing on shit that mattered to me. 

but then i rethought it all. and i said, maybe we should have a grown up conversation. so i followed you, and opened up the conversation again. you said you were happy - you never thought you’d hear from me again. 

but you did. and i told you i was open for talking, and for getting things back as they were. you said you were too, but then you disappeared for two other weeks. 

and i felt done. over it. truly with no intent to see it moving. conversation was off and on. until last week it took on again. and we chatted for two days before you suggested a visit to my place. i was okay with it, cause then again, quarantine neediness is always present. and - for the first time ever - you were here on friday. you brought wine and condensed milk.

we chatted for two hours and it was boring as fuck. i hoped my roomies would join us. they did. and so did our friends. we drank and smoked and talked until 2, once again. but you decided to stay over, they went home, and it was just the two of us. 

i wanted to sleep. everything felt so fucking awkward. i pretended to fall asleep while you cuddled me. so fucking odd. i just wanted to me alone and starfish my bed while hovering all my pillows. and then you noticed i wasn’t up for sex, or making out for that matter.

you asked: are you still upset over my roommate?

i said no. why would i be? we talked it over and it’s over. do you want to talk about this still?

you said no. but you still felt something wrong.

and i said, yes. something is wrong. sex has never been good with you. i need you to have something we call pegada.

and you made an excuse once or twice. but somehow we hooked up again and you had pegada.

we fucked, and it was good, for once. better than “huh, i guess i had sex”

i fell asleep, feeling it was so weird to have you here.

i woke up to my alarm, got ready, and you wouldnt budge. i said i had to go, and you said you wanted to sleep in. i said i would be back in an hour, and i went to work.

you texted at work. you used my computer and god knows what you digged up off it. 

and then i came back, we had breakfast, and you didnt want to leave. we cuddled and watched a show. you tried kissing me but position was all weird. yet, it was good having you around.

you had a whole 2 hour meeting in my bedroom, in my computer. shivers. the whole time i was telling my roommate: the affection is nice, but oh no, im done.

and after your meeting we fucked gooood good. you got a promotion on your soft dick title. and fuck, i fell into it as well.

you left right after, as if you knew you got me hooked again. and again, chatting daily, you dont feel there. but we made plans for saturday.

mafe, mafe. why again. this boy definetly doesnt want you the same way you want him. yet you;re still there, as available as ever... i thought writing this might give me clarity. nope. 

[avornalino-old]

asher moore for @eeriesims​‘s clary wiggens!!

i am terrified of writing so much about one sim but here we gooo (their backstory is a lot im so sorry i just can’t stop writing ahhh damn apush dbqs)

backstory (death/suicide tw):

growing up and questioning your gender is difficult for any young child, yet that’s all that asher moore’s childhood consisted of. well, not all of it. they were loved by their mother until about the age of 11 when she picked back up on her old and seemingly forgotten smoking habit. slowly but surely she began reverting to a version of herself that her ex husband would have been ashamed of. at least asher assumed they had divorced. they hadn’t seen their father ever. he had left town almost as quickly as he came in, leaving behind a broken and pregnant teenager who had foolishly eloped with a man she had just met. she held off on the drinking and smoking until she gave birth but quit after asher had turned 4. and after smoking for 5 years, she overdosed on opioids and died, leaving behind another broken teenager, but this one wasn’t pregnant. asher picked up as many jobs as they could while also juggling their gender questions. questions they always tried to stay on top of. and dating was always out of the picture. nobody ever seemed to choose them. for a myriad of reasons they aren’t ready to discuss quite yet. however, they’re her now and ready for a new chapter of love to begin!!...

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general information:

➱ name — asher moore

➱ birthday/age — 26, changes their birthday with every customer to keep themself entertained during their long, boring work hours

➱ species — mostly human, but they’ll swear their grandfather was a cyclops. or maybe he was a goblin...

➱ height — taller than the average, about 6′2

➱ sexual orientation — pansexual

➱ gender/pronouns — nonbinary (they/them)

➱ nicknames — not a huge fan of nicknames (at first). 

➱ occupation in glimmerbrook — occasionally a lifeguard by day, mixologist at the docks by night. loved by all all the time ;)

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oh god not more writing...

fun facts!:

lowkey scared of the water. don’t question the lifeguard choice

has a hard time opening up to people

vowed to never smoke in fear of becoming like their mom

ok enough of the heavy stuff, i’m getting sad :(

makes some of the best drinks in glimmerbrook 

trips over their own feet like all the time

it’s either love or hate at first sight, there is no in between

loves to eat and sneaks the chips from behind the bar every few minutes

didn’t go to uni and doesn’t plan on it, their jobs actually pay really well

tries to always look for the best in people, no matter what

yeah i’m tired and i still have a whole writing section to go, but this is fun!!

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➊ How did you meet Clary?

“she was a recurring visitor at the docks and although she blended in with the crowd at first, i found myself noticing her more and more with every visit. she seemed to have lived a life full of well, life! it just felt right to start smalltalking when she finally came over to order a drink.”

➋ What was your first impression of Clary?

“well, uhm, she seemed to understand me for who i was and i guess i kind of felt the same. she seemed eager to get rid of the smalltalk and talk about things that mattered to her. and after a few seconds, i guess i also felt like they mattered to me too. i mixed her drink while she talked about magizoology. i poured the drink into the cup while she described her house. i handed her the drink while she ranted about her pets. i could barely get a word in, but i wasn’t complaining. she got up as the band started their next song and shouted ‘bye’ over her shoulder as i gave a small wave. wow.”

➌ What is your ideal date?

“maybe these are predictable, but a nightclub or the beach. but not with a lot of people around. just the two of us, listening to music playing softly in the background while we, i don’t know, slow dance? or maybe dinner at a run-down, forgotten diner. ooh! a walk in the woods, or by the beach! anything goes, at long as i get to be with someone who loves me for who i am.”

➍ What’s your ideal relationship? 

“an honest one. and one that is helpful for both parties. i just feel like honesty, trust, and a sprinkle of humor is necessary for a great relationship. although i can’t say too much as i have almost no experience dating haha. but i promise that i would try my best to be the best partner i can be.”

➎ What’s your personality like? What are the negatives and positives?

“well i’m sure you’ve probably been able to assume a bit about me so i won’t get into too much detail. i like people. not necessarily talking to people, but people watching. facial expressions are different for everyone and i find it fascinating to watch people and their reactions. does that make me a little creepy? maybe. but the term i prefer to use is observant. i try to match my personality to the person i’m talking to, while still keeping my core ‘me’ as close as to myself as possible. easier done than said, to flip that saying around.

as for negatives and positives, i can’t always be a super happy, bubbly person. i mean, i’m pretty much never that happy. certain topics are sensitive and make me want to crawl in a hole and hide, not that i would fit haha. well there’s a positive, at least i have a sense of humor.”

ok i’m ending it there, i have never in my life written as much about 1 (one) single sim as i have with them. and sorry if i made any spelling errors, it’s almost 2 am and i’m highkey tired. ok bye thanks for reading

private dl if chosen

[gamerwoo]

Yixing: Side Job (Part 2)

Characters: Yixing x female reader (featuring Jongin, Sehun, and Junmyeon)

Genre/warnings: camboy au, barista au, crack, kinda fluffy, mentions of masturbation

Word count: 3,453

Summary: Your go-to to get off is your favorite camboy who goes by the name of Lay. Physically, he’s perfect, and everything he says leaves you breathless and wanting him to keep talking until you’re coming undone in front of your laptop. However, you notice that the new barista hired at the cafe down the street has a voice that sounds familiar…

Part 1 | Part 3

Coming home that day, you went straight to your room and flopped down on it face first. Your friend kept asking if you were feeling alright because you weren’t paying any attention at all the whole day. All you could think about was how Lay, your favorite camboy, was a barista just down the fucking street! And then that lead to the fact that he must’ve lived nearby, which was somehow even more terrifying.

There were three things you knew for sure: first, you weren’t sure you could ever watch another one of Lay’s streams; second, you were never stepping foot in that cafe ever again; third, Lay’s face was just as drop-dead gorgeous as his body.

No, not Lay. His name was Yixing. And you couldn’t get that out of your head for some reason. You knew Lay was probably some sort of alias, but you never expected you’d know his real name. It felt too...personal. You weren’t sure how you felt about it.

You spent the next few days trying to keep yourself as distracted as possible. You didn’t want to go watch any of his streams -- no matter how mentally and emotionally exhausted you felt -- and you didn’t want to build up the curiosity to go back to the cafe and see if he was there because some masochistic part of you wanted to go back and take in the fact that Lay was a real person that was right in front of you. But you wouldn’t let yourself do that.

It wasn’t until those few days had gone by that your promise to never return to the cafe was broken.

Jonginie: come keep me company :(

you: do you not realize what time it is???

Jonginie: but studying sucks and i need friends

you: sehun exists???

you: taemin exists????

you: jimin exists??????

Jonginie: sehun's getting laid, jimin’s at a concert, and the last time i invited taemin out late at night he got lost and i spent two hours trying to find him because he wouldn’t answer his phone

you: oh my god you big baby

you: where are you?

Jonginie: that little cafe down the street from your apartment :)

you: NO

you: NOPE

you: IM NOT GOING

Jonginie: ????

Jonginie: what the actual fuck is wrong with you

You couldn’t tell your best friend the reason you couldn’t go back to that cafe. You couldn’t admit that you watched a camboy and that camboy just happened to work there. You couldn’t tell him that the day before you ran into him, you donated $20 and called him Daddy as you begged for him to whip his dick out. You just couldn’t admit any of that.

So what excuse did you have to work with?

Jonginie: i’ll buy you your favorite!!! :)

None. You had no excuses at all.

you: i’ll be there in 10 ig

So you got dressed and put on your proverbial big girl pants before you grabbed your keys, slipped on your shoes, and left the house with your phone in your pocket just in case. Only Jongin would ask you to meet him at a coffee shop at 8pm so he could study and not be alone, so you, being a female, had to keep your phone with you at all times and have your keys in hand just in case -- and not just to unlock your door when you got home.

Thankfully, the walk to the cafe was uneventful, but you couldn’t get your brain to calm down the whole way there. You were just worrying about if Lay -- Yixing -- would be there. You didn’t even know what you were so worried about the longer you thought about it. It wasn’t like you had to talk to him. Just say hello, order, and then say thanks and have a good day. It was so simple but your stupid imagination was acting like he would somehow know you masturbated to him on a weekly basis. 

Taking a final deep breath, you opened the door to the cafe and walked in -- you also made note to check their hours and you were surprised to find the cafe had such late hours, but it was probably because there was a college campus nearby. You glanced at the counter, offering an awkward smile to the bored-looking girl working. She seemed to be the only one working, in fact, since the cafe was empty except for Jongin and some other poor college student that was typing away furiously on their laptop. 

“Hey!” Jongin grinned as you sat down across from him. The table was covered with papers, his textbook, and his notebook that he was scribbling in. “You should’ve told me when you were closer by so I could’ve ordered for you.”

“It’s fine, I can order for myself,” you shrugged.

“Alright, here’s my card,” he said as he pulled out his wallet and handed his card over to you. “I’m gonna use the bathroom really quick.”

As you both got up, you stopped at the counter while Jongin went passed it to where the restrooms were located. You greeted the poor barista before ordering what you wanted and paying for it. But as you waited for her to make your drink, you started to get curious. You figured you had nothing to lose if you were never coming back here -- starting tonight -- so you softly spoke up.

“Excuse me? Um...w-when does Yixing usually work?”

The girl looked up at the sound of your voice, “Yixing? Uh, usually mornings, I think.”

You nodded with a quiet “thanks”, happy she didn’t ask why you wanted to know. She finished making your drink and handed it to you with a “enjoy” that wasn’t nearly as chipper as the one Yixing gave you, but that was neither here nor there.

As you went back to your table, you smirked to yourself. Maybe you could find away around avoiding the cafe, especially since this seemed to be where Jongin liked to study now. If you just came here at night, you’d be safe. It made sense anyway -- nighttime was when Lay liked to stream. If you just didn’t come in the mornings, you were safe. You could easily get your coffee and not run into the boy that didn’t know you’d seen him naked way more times than you could count on one hand.

“What’re you smirking about?” Jongin scoffed as he walked back over to the table.

You cleared your throat, scrunching your face before letting it fall back to its neutral state, “Nothing. Do your homework.”

-

The cafe was back to being a safe space now that you knew Yixing’s -- Lay’s; you never knew what to call him, honestly -- schedule. You showed up quite a bit to keep Jongin company while he studied. Sometimes his other friends would join which was always...interesting to say the least -- especially with Taemin. Sometimes it was just you and Jongin with him complaining about how he hated homework and wondering why he went to college. 

After a couple weeks, you had calmed down enough to be able to go back to watching Lay’s streams. You figured there was no harm if you didn’t really know him and would never see him again, so...why not? Plus, you hadn’t gotten a really good orgasm ever since you stopped watching him and you really couldn’t take it anymore. You had to give in because you were weak.

A month had gone by and you were finally over your fear of seeing Lay at the cafe.

While you were packing your things up to go home from work, your phone vibrated. You took it out to check, seeing Jongin was texting you.

Jonginie: can i stay at your place tonight?

Jonginie: i miss you :(

you: okay whats the real reason

Jonginie: .......my roommate’s drunk and obnoxious and i probably won’t sleep tonight

Jonginie: BUT I SWEAR I ALSO MISS YOU

Jonginie: please?? :(((((

If you were going to host Jongin tonight, you’d need something to keep you awake after you got home. Typically you were able to crash then and there and it would only be about 6:30. So after agreeing to let Jongin stay over, you grabbed your things and left work, deciding your next destination was the cafe.

When you entered, nobody was at the counter. There were only a few customers inside, already having gotten their coffees. Some were on their phones as they sat at tables, and some were working on their laptops. You didn’t really pay much attention to them -- or anybody -- as you walked up to the counter to order a coffee, looking down at your phone instead.

“Hi! How can I help you?” that friendly voice chirped, shooting ice through your veins as you all but froze on the spot.

Slowly, you looked up, almost whimpering when your eyes moved over the nametag that read Yixing. Your eyes met his as he smiled at you, showing off his dimples as he waited for your reply.

Internally, you were panicking. He wasn’t supposed to work nights! Why was he working? Why was he here? Why now? Why, why, why?

But externally, you shyly gave him your order before you paid for it.

Yixing turned to make your order as you went to wait by the pick-up counter. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of him even though you wanted so badly to look away and erase all of this from your mind. But your eyes followed him as he moved around, thinking about how good he looked even in his barista uniform. Maybe he’d do a barista theme for one of his cams...

‘Jesus, _____, stop it. That’s weird, don’t go there.’

You shook the thought from your mind, taking a deep breath to try to clear your thoughts. That was when Yixing walked over with your order, sliding it across the counter to you with his dumb beautiful smile that made your legs turn to jelly.

“Have a good day, _____,” he grinned, remembering your name from when you gave him the order.

And that’s when you said the worst thing you could’ve said to him other than admitting you watched his cams. Your stupid brain wasn’t thinking, and you blurted the only thing you could get away with in public, but would still probably not only send Yixing into a panic, but would make him think you were weird.

“Thanks, Lay.”

You were half-turned to leave when you realized, and you froze. Lay -- Yixing, Jesus; it’s Yixing -- froze as well, the smile dropping from his face as he just stared at you with an unreadable expression. His eyes were slightly widened, and his mouth was a little ajar, but you couldn’t tell what kind of emotion it was conveying. 

“Wh--” Yixing’s eyebrows furrowed the tiniest bit as he looked away at the counter before looking back at you again. “What did you just call me?”

You didn’t want to answer and drag this awkward conversation on even longer, but your legs also wouldn’t respond when you decided it was best to just walk away and not answer or look back. Your feet were practically glued to the floor, staring back at Yixing in silence as you looked like a deer in headlights.

“_____!” a familiar voice called.

Your head whipped around to see Jongin smiling at you as he waved, walking into the cafe. You almost wanted to cry from relief when you saw him.

“I was on my way to your place when I saw you were in here,” he chuckled, grabbing your arm. “C’mon, I told Sehunie he could come over to watch movies for a bit and he’s gonna beat us there. If he’s waiting for longer than 2 seconds, he’s going to complain all night and I don’t wanna hear it.”

Jongin dragged you away from the counter, forcing your legs and feet to finally move. However, your dumb, idiot self decided to look back over your shoulder to find Yixing still staring at you, watching as you disappeared out the door with Jongin -- who you now decided you’d owed your life to.

-

“You got here the same time as us, stop whining!” Jongin groaned as he pushed open the door to your apartment after he unlocked it.

Sehun followed in behind him, stating that the host should already be at the house before the guests get there, and that even arriving at the same time is impolite and “fucking dumb”. Jongin was quick to point out that it wasn’t a house, it was an apartment, so Sehun could take his whining and shove it up his ass. 

You walked in behind Sehun, still in a dazed state after what happened. Neither of them questioned your behavior since Jongin was chattering away the whole walk to the apartment, and then him and Sehun were bickering in the elevator. But in your head, all you were doing was replaying the incident with Yixing. How the hell did you actually call him Lay? How did you slip up like that? Just “thanks” would’ve been fine but no, you had to tack a name on the end of there.

Thankfully, the two boys were still oblivious to your spacey state even as the three of you sat down to watch a movie together. Sehun was on his phone for parts of it, but him and Jongin were still going back and forth throughout the movie. Both of them were critiquing the acting, the special effect -- basically anything that they could during the movie so you weren’t sure why they wanted to watch it. The only thing that interrupted them was Sehun’s phone dinging before he stood up and went to the door.

“A couple of friends wanted to stop by -- apparently it’s important so I said sure,” Sehun said over his shoulder as he went to go put his shoes on to go downstairs and let them in. “Hope you don’t mind, _____.”

You only half heard what he said, mumbling it was okay. But Jongin began lecturing the younger boy about how he shouldn’t have complained about manners and being polite when he just openly invited strangers to your apartment. But Sehun ignored him as he left, closing the door behind him.

You stayed spacing out on the couch, still replaying that awful embarrassing moment in your head. Sehun opening the door didn’t snap you out of it, and neither did his voice mingling with his friend’s. It wasn’t until you heard a third voice that your eyes went wide and your body went rigid. It was just a laugh, but it was one you recognized -- one that would probably haunt you in your dreams.

“Hey,” the way Sehun said the greeting made you and Jongin realize he wanted your attention, so you cautiously turned your head to see Sehun standing with a two shorter men -- one of which was already looking at you with those beautiful eyes that shot fear into your soul as of late, “this is Junmyeon-hyung, and this is Yixing-hyung.”

“I think I’ve met Junmyeon once before,” Jongin smiled. “Nice to see you again.”

“Hi,” you mumbled before you shot up from the couch and decided the kitchen seemed like a way better room to be in right now. “I’m gonna grab a drink.”

You scurried out of the room, hoping to go unnoticed. You hoped that even though Yixing was staring right at you that maybe somehow he didn’t recognize you as the person that called him by his camboy alias. You knew that was impossible, but you still hoped, anyway.

Entering the kitchen, you went to the fridge, hoping to just get a bottle of cold water to calm your nerves. But when you had the door halfway open, it was pushed shut. You stared at the ring-clad hand that was holding it shut, afraid to let your eyes follow the arm of it up to the owner, but you did so slowly anyway.

Yixing stood there with a raised eyebrow, but you couldn’t tell exactly what he was thinking or what he was feeling. He was showing virtually no emotion other than the quirked brow. He didn’t even say anything, and you were shrinking back away from his gaze, feeling like there was a weight pushing in on you.

When Yixing didn’t speak up, you said the only thing you could think of.

“W-why are you in my apartment...?”

To your surprise, he let out an amused chuckle, his eyes glancing away for a moment as he shook his head, “Sehun’s an acquaintance of mine. I thought that was pretty obvious when he introduced me. Of course, he did introduce me as Yixing and not Lay, so I could see why maybe it would be confusing to you.”

The smirk he gave you was teasing, and your cheeks immediately burned red as your gaze met the floor. You didn’t even know how to reply. Should you apologize? ...That was really the only option your brain could come up with.

“You watch me?” he asked, his voice soft but with a tinge of amusement.

You opened your mouth to reply, but nothing came out. Obviously you did watch him but you couldn’t bring yourself to verbally admit to it. How could you even admit to that? And right to his face in your kitchen while his and your friends were in the living room.

“You don’t have to panic,” he laughed softly, letting himself lean against your fridge door so his shoulder was resting against it with his arms crossed. “I mean, I’m the one who gets off on stream for everybody to see. I’m already aware that people watch me.”

“Still...” you mumbled, still unable to meet his eyes.

“You’re cute,” he giggled.

That made you look up, your eyes wide. Why did he say that? Literally what part of this made you seem cute to him? Or maybe he was just sadistic and found your embarrassment to be cute. Maybe he was into that. ...Then again, you recalled a stream where-- 

‘Not the time, _____.’

“You wanna know something?” he asked. “I came here on purpose.”

“What?” you blurted, looking absolutely horrified.

Now you were being bullied by a camboy. This was a new low in your life.

He let out a laugh that sounded so genuine, you didn’t think you’d ever heard it in any of his streams. He just looked so happy that you wanted to look at him laugh and hear him laugh forever.

“I swear it wasn’t just to torture you more,” he insisted before he explained, “but you called me Lay and I’d never had that happen before. I vaguely recognized your friend, and he said you were friends with Sehun -- when he was talking about the complaining, I realized it was the same Sehun. Him and my friend, Junmyeon are friends, so I texted Junmyeon and asked if he could do me a favor.”

“A...a favor...?”

“Alright, so maybe it was a little bit to tease you,” he giggled with a shrug. “I just-- You should’ve seen your face when the name slipped out! I don’t know, I guess I felt...intrigued. Why were you so scared anyway?”

“You wouldn’t be horrified if you had to admit to somebody you watched them get off on the internet?” you asked.

“Nah, seems like it would be more their problem than mine.”

“It’s still not at the top of my list of conversations I’d like to have.”

“What would be at the top?” he asked with a playful smirk.

“Not this...” you muttered.

“Yixing?” the other boy poked his head into the room before his face spread into a smile. He looked amused about something but you didn’t know what or why. “C’mon, let’s go.”

“Coming,” he nodded as the other boy left. He turned back to you, flashing a dimpled smile. “Come by the cafe tomorrow morning if you can. I’ll make you a drink -- my treat. Bye, _____.”

With a wave, he walked out of your kitchen. You didn’t realize you were holding your breath after his goodbye until you heard the door close and let out a sigh of relief.

Sehun and Jongin entered the kitchen, both looking around curiously.

“You and Yixing-hyung were in here for a while,” Sehun noted.

“Yeah,” Jongin looked at you with a crease between his eyebrows, giving you a questioning look, “did you two know each other?”

You shrugged, mumbling, “Kinda...”

[confetti-bones]

Don't Leave me 4

Genre: Hybrid Yoongi, Fluff, Future smut??

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Warnings: None

Summery: You lived a normal life, with a normal office job, everything felt boring but nice and safe to you. One day while working you couldn't help but to over hear an annoying co worker of yours bragging about her hybrids and her money. So you decided to take a lunch break out of frustration from having to listen to her brag for so long. On your way back from your lunch break you notice a hybrid getting beaten up and awfully handled by hybrid catchers so what did you do?

Parts- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

When you got home with Yoongi you decided to give him a quick tour of your apartment.

   As you were giving the tour Yoongi didn't say anything he just silently followed you around, and when you showed him his room he walked in and closed the door.

   You ended up just shrugging it off thinking that he needed time to adjust. So you walked off to start making dinner for the two of you. You didn't really know what he liked or could eat but he's a panther so you just assumed he liked eating meat, so that's what you made.

    When you were done cooking you went to Yoongi's door and knocked on it,

    “Yoongi I made food” after a few seconds of waiting you knocked again,

   “Yoongi come out I made food for us. I know your hungry” you say a little louder. After waiting a few more seconds Yoongi opens the door and give you a glare, and you flash him a smile before walking to the kitchen table.

  Yoongi follows you and hesitantly sits down, and stares at his food for a few seconds, cringing while grabbing his eating utensils.

    “Yoongi are you alright? Do you not like what I cooked?” You ask with a eyebrow raised in confusion. Yoongi stares at you for a few seconds before saying,

   “Is it really okay for me to eat here with you like this?” An even more confused look formed on your face. I don't understand, what's wrong with him eating with me.

   “Yeah Yoongi it's fine….” You say. Yoongi just nods his head and slowly starts to eat his food. You stare at him for a few more seconds before deciding to do the same.  

   Once you were done eating Yoongi thanked you for the food and walked off to his room. You wished that he would stay and talk to you, but you knew he just needed time. You shook your head sighed before taking the dishes to the sink to wash them before going to watch tv.

    As you were watching the you noticed that someone decided to sit on the couch with you.

   You turned to see Yoongi with his eyes fixated on the tv. His tail was lazily swishing back and forth while his ears were perked up, you couldn't help but notice how cute he was and felt a smile form on your face as he watched the show.

  He might not be talking to me….but for now I think this is enough you thought.

......................

The next day you got up and did your daily routine before going to work.

   When you got to work you Instantly made your way to your desk to begin working on your reports.

    After a couple hours of working Jimin and Jungkook came over,

    “Hey (y/n)” Jimin said. As soon as you heard his voice you looked up from your work and smiled at him,

    “Hey Jimin” you say. Jimin gives you a smile as Jungkook awkwardly stands next to him looking around.

    “So I was wondering how it went with your hybrid” Jimin said. A look a surprise came onto your face and you replied,

   “Ah yeah Yoongi's fine now, I don't know what's been up with him lately”

 “Ah that's good to hear. Also um I never introduced you to my friend here, (y/n) this is Jungkook, Jungkook this is (y/n)” you turned to Jungkook and gave him a smile while holding your hand out for him to shake. Jungkook smiled back at you and shook your hand while saying,

    “It's nice to meet you (y/n)”

“Yeah it's nice to meet you to” you say. You then turn back to Jimin,

   “Well Jimin it's nice that you came over to see how my hybrid is, but is there anything else that you need? I sort of want to get back to work” Jimin stared at you for a few seconds trying to think of what he wanted to say,

  “oh, yeah actually, I was wondering if you wanted to come eat lunch with Jungkook and me”

  “Hmm yeah sure-”

“Ms.(last name) are you sure you want to do that?” You hear a voice say. You look over to see your boss Kim Seokjin standing next to your chair with a stern expression.

    “Ms.(last name) everytime you've went out for lunch you've always came back to work late or just left work all together, im sorry but I'm going to need you sit this one out. Also while I have you here, I need you to stay late and work overtime to make up all the work you missed over the past few days” Seokjin said.

   “Ah of course Mr.Kim” you say with a smile. Seokjin then gives you a small smile before walking away and you look back at Jimin and Jungkook again,

   “Well you've heard the boss, I can't today sorry guys” you say with an apologetic face.

   “Ah no it's okay (y/n) maybe next time. Also just a suggestion, but I think maybe you should call your hybrid, Yoongi was it? And tell him what's up. I don't think we need another incident” Jimin said.

   “Yeah your right thanks” you say.

“No problem” Jimin responds before turning to walk away with Jungkook.

  Once they left you sighed and went back to work. I'll call Yoongi in a little while.

     A few hours later after some hard work you feel yourself grow hungry and check the time. Seven huh? Dinners already passed by now and I'm still stuck at the office till eight. Maybe I should call Yoongi and tell him what's happening, thank God I decided to buy a house phone you thought as you typed in the number.

     After the phone rings for a few seconds you hear a tired voice on the phone,

   “Hello?....”

“Yoongi it's (y/n)” you say.

“Ah human, where are you? You were supposed to take me shopping.” Yoongi says to you.

  “Yeah sorry I have to work overtime so I won't be home till eight. Did you eat anything today?” You ask.

   “I had some bread but after that no”

“Well if you know how to cook go ahead and make yourself something unless you want to wait for me” you hear a sigh on the other end of the line,

    “Well what what you like for dinner (y/n)?” Oh? So he can cook?

   “Umm anything edible I guess, it's up to you” you say.

   “Okay I'll make us something. You better take me out shopping soon, I need new clothes, and I want a collar so I can actually go out”

   “Mmhmm of course. How about on my way home I stop and pick up some stuff for you, any preferences?” You ask

    “I want stuff in the color black if that's okay” Yoongi says. You take a quick glance at the time to see the numbers seven fifteen and sigh,

   “Of course that's okay. I actually have to go now but I'll see you when I get home” you say. You wait a few seconds to hear a bye from Yoongi but you get nothing, he must of hung up already you thought while getting ready to work again.

     Eventually it was time for you to head home. As soon as the clock hit eight you were out of the building and on your way to the closest hybrid store in hopes that it was open.

   Once you got to the hybrid store you went to the clothes aisle and picked out some dark pajamas and everyday clothing that you thought would fit Yoongi before heading to the collar section.

     Which one would he like? What's his size? You thought while staring at the collection of collars.

   After a few minutes you decided on a simple black collar and got it in the largest size. You knew that this probably wasn't Yoongi's size but you can always adjust it and it should be loose enough to be comfortable for him.

   You then went to the check out and paid for all the items before leaving the store and heading home.

   Once you got home you walked into the smell of delicious food.

    You put the bags down and head towards the kitchen to see Yoongi putting food on to plates.

    “Hey Yoongi” you say with a smile.

Yoongi turns to you with both plates in hand and nods at you before heading to the kitchen table and setting the plates down.

  You then went to sit down at the table and grabbed a fork to start eating the food.

    “I got you some stuff at the store, I wasn't really sure of the sizes so everything might be a little big on you but I hope that their good enough till we can actually buy you real clothes” you say before taking a bite.

    As soon as you took a bite of the food Yoongi made, you couldn't help but moan from the taste. It's so amazing! He's a stray how did he learn how to cook so good you thought.

    “Yoongi! This is delicious!” You say shoving more food into your mouth. Yoongi just stared at you with a surprised facial expression for a few seconds before giving you a cute small smile,

    “Thanks (y/n)”

Taglist,

@just-bts-blog

[notyourinquisitormate]

I see people ranking the Love Death + Robots eps so here's my list 🖤❌🤖

From best to worst:

1. Sonnie's Edge

Oh dear, where do I start. Amazing animation, great story and an even greater monster fight scene. The double twist in the end won my heart. My top fave Love Death + Robots episode. I could talk about this one all day. Honestly, Sonnie's Edge should be at least an 1 hour movie.

2. Good Hunting!

I fell in love with the story and the art style fit the setting perfectly. Combining steampunk themes with magic, while exploring the effects of modernization on both humans and magical creatures was a brilliant idea.

3. Beyond the Aquila Rift

Again, awesome animation?? I loved it from start to finish (except maybe for the long and completely irrelevant to the plot sex scene😂). I see many posts about how this episode fucked people up and, to be honest, the ending did leave me a bit shaken too. However, Greta remains an intriguing character and I would have loved to see more of her. Or at least a last attempt from her part to communicate with Thom after her revelation.

4. Three Robots

This whole episode had me laughing and I'm a sucker for post-apocalyptic settings. With wholesome characters, a fascinating and unique plot idea and some great comedy, this could easily make a succesful mini series. I would watch the shit out of it.

5. Shape-Shifters

Werewolves. Marine werewolves. I personally didn't really need much else to love the ep description. In addition to the very interesting concept of supernatural beings living amongst humans without always having to hide their true identity, this episode was also an amazing piece of animation. Good fight scene, and even though my heart still hurts i really enjoyed it as a whole.

6. The Secret War

For about half the ep I was sure it was a live action short film (or at least partially). Good plot and we do get closure in the end, which doesn't really apply to all the episodes of Love Death + Robots. Still one of the sad stories of the series.

7. Zima Blue

This one was deep. And can we talk about the remarkable art style?? The ending was a nice plot twist and the story left me contemplating it's meaning for some time afterwards. I mean, all that journey around the cosmos only to return to a simpler way of thinking in order to find fulfilment? The bizarre murals that depicted the universe and then, im the middle of it all, Zima's whole world? This was some really deep shit and you can't change my mind.

8. Suits

Did anyone else think the art style was similar to Sims 4? Like, that's all I could focus on until things got tough for the characters. Also a sad story, but the zoom out in the end made things more interesting. (Couldn't help thinking about the battle of Wakanda during the last scene either😁).

9. Lucky 13

Another super realistic piece of animation. I would have liked some more details about the missions and Lucky 13. We learn that ships have personalities and I hoped to see 13 and Cutter interact at least once. My mind kept coming up with different theories about what exactly happened to the 2 crews before Cutter's, and we never got answers about any of the most important things. Still, a beautiful story though.

10. Helping Hand

Ok this one fucked me up more than Beyond the Aquila Rift. It's not just the whole concept of floating in space, helpless and running out of oxygen, that I find absolutely terrifying, but also the sacrifice the poor woman had to make in order to survive. I would have taken my suit off and embraced my death the moment I would hear that help is more than 50 mins away. Seriously, that's the stuff of nightmares.

11. Fish Night

Loved the colours and the story is similar to dreams I've had over the years. I will never forget that one quote from the ep. Didn't really have anything else to offer apart from the good animation. The plot was kinda boring and the ending didn't save it at all.

And finally Ice Age, I guess

Ok this one was the least interesting from the episodes I liked. The ending confused me a bit cause how was the whole thing able to start over when he had unplugged the freaking refrigerator. Maybe it didnt work that way, dunno. I needed more information, like where did they get the refrigerator from? Or why weren't they more shocked when they discovered what was hidden inside it?

And then we have the eps I didn't really care about:

1. Sucker Of Souls

A story about Dracula, so I thought I would end up liking it more. In the end the only thing I care about is Gary (cause let's be honest, Gary was the best and we all liked this character). The plot was meh and the ending even more disappointing and anticlimactic.

2. When the Yogurt Took Over

Ok this one at least was actually referring to how technology makes our lives easier and raised questions about what would happen to humanity if we suddenly had to live without it. However, I personally found it a bit boring and would never compare it to the episodes mentioned above.

3. The Witness

I seriously don't understand why so many people love this episode. Apart from the great art style there was nothing else worth liking. The story was a mess and we all spent the whole ep watching a naked lady run for her life, boobs bouncing, and a guy stopping to get his d*ck sucked while chasing her around the city. I've tried to gather some info on the ending cause I really needed to understand it, but the best explanation I could find was that she is actually running away from her demons. Still doesn't explain the endless loop so I just gave up trying.

4. Blindspot

Yeah..this one had no plot and not a single piece of information was given to us about the characters and the mission. I could have just skipped it and I wouldn't have missed anything.

5. The Dump

I have to admit that I didn't expect that turn of events, so points for that, I guess. Overall a boring story I won't be watching again soon.

6. Alternate Histories

What the actual f*ck was that?? When I read the description I thought it would be a very interesting episode that would explore different possibilities regarding the impact Hitler had on the history of the world. But no.. it was just a messed up story that made my eyes bleed and a complete disappointment.

[sunnysidekookie]

A  snippet of a story I don’t think I’m ever going to finish so im posting it here. enjoy!!

Maybe going out at 2 in the morning was not your best idea. Maybe stopping at a sketchy convenience store with flickering lights and a worker that looks like they could snap your head off in the blink of an eye was also not your best idea. However, you had to blame your rash and careless decisions on your rumbling tummy. 

Two in the morning is not the prettiest of times and most definitely not an hour you should be awake considering you have a Very Important Job Interview in about -you look down at your phone- 5 hours. Oof. So as you sit there, on a stool that will not hesitate to creak with any minor movements from you, you begin to wonder if these doritos are actually worth it. Yes, you got up from your very comfortable and warm bed and made a 15 minute walk through the almost freezing weather so you could munch on some freaking chips. Which by the way are actually kind of stale. And as you grab another triangular chip past its best from the crinkled bag to pop in your mouth you think, no, these chips are not worth it at all. Does that stop you from continuing to buy another bag? No, it does not. 

After making your second purchase and a couple of seconds of tense silence between you and the kinda scary cashier, you head back to your rickety chair towards the other side of the store. Just as you take your seat to resume your gorging, a faint bell is heard towards the front of the store. You pay no mind of course, as you have your attention set on a wrinkled brochure about travel and the top 10 activities to do with family. Or in other words, you are very easily entertained. 

‘Oh? This looks like fun maybe I should go sky diving’ you mumble to yourself

“Skydiving? You would pee yourself”

You whip your head in the direction of the familiar yet unexpected voice, eyes bulging when you see the very guy you have been crushing on for the past couple of months. 

“Oh heyy Jungkook, how’s it hangin’?” How’s it hanging? Are you kidding me? Can you be any less awkward right now?

Jungkook chuckles at your expense, taking a few steps towards you to sit on the equally as creaky chair to your left. You vaguely notice the handful of snacks in his hands, too occupied with his whole presence to think of anything other than damn he smells good.  

Jeon Jungkook the man of the campus, golden boy, and also the man you've had a hopeless crush on ever since you got paired up with him for a psych project all those months ago. Before that grueling project, you never really paid any mind to him. Sure you saw him around campus- always with these 6 other boys who might you add were just as attractive as him but that was all he was. A cute face. Not that he had no substance but you never really had the chance to get to know him but boy were you glad you did. Not even two months after that project from hell, you found yourself happily jammed into the little circle of jungkook’s life with no escape in mind. 

Now you weren’t one to catch feelings. Call yourself cold hearted, or “special” as your lovely mother likes to call it but that fluttering feeling in your stomach never really happened. Now, if  we’re talking about presenting projects in front of a full class of bored students, that is a whole other story. But we’re not and what started as a platonic relationship between two complete opposites is… still a platonic relationship between two complete opposites but now, Oh boy, were you in for a whole new roller coaster ride of soft feelings.

Being Jungkook’s friend is interesting to say the least. Once you get past the boundaries he doesn't seem to understand, it's really not that bad. At first you were a little thrown off at the way physical affection came so easily to him. If he didn’t have an arm slung around your shoulder while you walked to class together, he makes sure to have a hand gently gripping your wrist as a form of guidance. If he wasn’t swiping a stray eyelash off of your cheek with the tip of his pinky, he was tucking a loose hair behind your ear that had so graciously fallen out of your ponytail when trying to stuff your face with a foot long. Basically, Jungkook was always touching you. You never had the mind to look into it because as stated before; the relationship you and Jungkook share is stemmed from the roots of a tree named Platonic. 

Now, being Jungkook’s friend while also harboring feelings for said boy and trying not to expose yourself is a feat so ambitious, you’re surprised no one has caught on yet-that you know of. It's easy to let him hold onto you just a little bit longer and bask in the warmth of his embrace. Simple to just relax when he comes up behind you, hand placed on the small of your back with his phone in the other to share the latest song he’s had on repeat for the past week. Incredibly tempting to let your gaze linger just a few seconds longer when you're caught in the many impromptu staring contests he always begins. But you always pull away a little early, step forward to give your bodies space, and blink to break the staring contest because if you allowed yourself just a few more seconds, a few more moments in the bubble you two make, you would be caught red handed. 

So, right when you begin to feel the tepid beat of your heart begin to quicken its pace or heat tickle the tips of your ears to then travel to the apples of your cheeks, the moment is cut short by your cowardliness. By your inability to come to terms with the unfamiliar fluttering feeling in your stomach that came with being in his presence. 

Your hesitation and lack of basic social skills combined with your unfortunate refusal of your growing feelings for Jungkook, have all put a damper on your friendship with him. You wanted to get rid of your feelings the fastest and the only way you knew how: ignore him. And sure, that worked for like a week until messages from him flooded your phone with

Hey i'm going to the cafe after class

You want anything?

Seen 1:58

Y/N?

Hellooooooooo

Seen 2:22

I saw a dog on the way to class this morning and it reminded me of you :/

Loud and strangely adorable

….

YOU THOUGHT

uglyass

Seen 2:56

Y/N!!!

Are you ignoring me?

Seen 3:21

Heloooooo

What's going on??

Okay i'm coming over and you better open the door

So maybe ignoring him had slightly backfired because on that same day you found yourself being coddled by a Very Concerned jungkook because you told him you were “sick”. Lets just say you never ignored him again and your feelings decided it would be okay to make themselves at home. 

[ts-2020-olympics]

Episode 6 - “The Level of Disgust I Have” - Karen

so i flopped in the arena.. but i do be staying sitting pretty considering the fact that i’ve survived every tribal with no votes even when my name is brought up! so cheers to that 

So I've just blown up the entire Miraitowa chat exposing Nicole and Jacob C as fantastic liars, yet Sammy doesnt have enough sense in his head to make his own decisions and go with the more trustworthy people. Honestly pray for a swap because this tribe is a fucking mess and the returnees are just picking off all the newbies, making this season boring as shit.

So, that boring ass alliance of 4 with Eve on the bottom probably wont break up for anything. That sucks, but I still have my extra vote. If Landen can win immunity, they'll all want to vote Eve, so then I can reveal to Eve and Landen I have an extra vote. Then we all vote together and make those bitches go to rocks and make this shit actually entertaining.

I honestly feel two things 1) I’m a fool and 2) I’m leaving this round. I just feel like it’s my time and it just sucks because I got played into doing all the dirty work for a bunch of stinky little men. So here’s the lowdown of what happened: I explained in my last confessional that we voted out Pete and that I felt like I was going to get fucked over because I was doing all the talking! Well. Essentially that. Basically when Pete came back there was a lot of information spilled and I was left to try to tell the truth without telling the whole truth (which was that we built this tribe to kill the newbies off which NOW IM NOT EVEN SURE IS TRUE.) So Landen tells us that Juls told Sammy and Jacob about her power, not just TOLD SAMMY AND JACOB. Offered to use her power on Jacob and Sammy. And they said NO and let it be used on Landen, essentially putting Kevin in the hot seat. So I’m kind of mad. I think I’m leaving this round like I just feel it in my gut but, maybe not. Who knows, who cares, I’m tired. 

Counting helped at my grandma's place to unwind. Not hearing boring, inane tripe from Darcy also helps. He's boring. I hate boring people. Also he voted for me, so why trust him? 

So I found out Eve left me for dead as well and she flips to them for no reason instead of talking to the person she’s been with since day 1. At the start i told her i’m watching her back for her and I’ve done that, now that I try talking to her out of fear for her safety, she doesn’t care to talk. It’s okay though that’s the game, it’s good that I know that now though so i don’t waste my extra vote lol

First off, I once again had no luck in the Olympic Village, nothing in the pool, so if something was there, someone else must have found the things already.  Secondly, a trio was formed between Tommy, Beck and I, where I already told both of them that I wanted to go to merge with them both, and that is 100% the truth, I trust those two the most on my tribe at the moment, and been having the best talks with them both in this game so far on my tribe.   So I would love making merge with the two of them.   Thirdly, I won individual immunity, which I actually think this is my first time winning individual immunity in an org, so am grateful to achieve that goal, although I didn't have to go all out to the 10k mark lmao.   Also, from what I got told from Tommy, Ben wanted to get me out if I had lost this immunity, so being safe feels that much greater, and I want Ben out now moment he isn't immune.  Plus had Ben call me a no lifer in the main chat after results got posted, so of course, I had to try to defend myself somewhat, as I'm not going to stand around and get claimed a no lifer, even though it is partially the truth due to being unemployed, but I do hang out with friends and stuff.  Anyways, Ben did apologize shortly afterwards for his words, which I appreciate the apology, but that doesn't change the fact that I want him out asap, since well he wants me out.   In terms of this vote though, if everything goes good, I think it will be Juls getting the boot, but we shall see what happens.  I am safe for this round, and made final 17, so no matter what I am safe, just hopefully my allies in Tommy and Beck can both survive this vote as well.

I think we've come to the end of the road for me, which sucks. I really don't want to lose this game, especially so early. I hate big casts, truly. Anyway, either way this night is gonna fuck me over. Two things could be happening tonight: 1) I get rid of Jacob and then Kevin is mad at me, Sammy is mad I got rid of Jacob, I sever my ties with Beck and Juls, I have to rely on my returnee ties and new newbie ties but, the new newbies don't like me either. So I'd essentially be screwed, but I've already promised it. 2) We get rid of Eve, and I lie to Eve, AGAIN. Which I really don't want to do. Although she's a little bit of a wishy washy woman, I don't want to betray Eve's trust because she's actually so sweet, and I'd value a friendship with her going forward in this game. I think I normally succeed in games where I can cultivate genuine friendships and feel like I truly have someone to rely on. I think I'm seeing that more and more with Kevin and Karen, but I don't know if that's 100% genuine either. Either way I'm not winning this game, so if I lose tonight I'll just reduce it down to I played too big too fast and I'll know better for next time around. Being the first winner out would really suck. But, I don't know. I'm just kind of nervous I ruined my game for people who don't care if I go and that's probably the worst feeling (and I'd know, seeing as I have gotten 0 votes at FTC, two times!) Anyway, I'll check back in later if we do come up with a plan that doesn't make me feel like utter shit, which is not likely at this point in time.

Y’all lemme tell you, Miraitowa is a fuckin mess fuck this tribe i can’t wait for the swap lmao. Okay so basically the voting block that took me out exploded and is eating itself. Jacob C and Nicole are telling the exact same story except they’re accusing the other person of creating the alliance and voting me. Honestly idc it was probably a team effort between the both of them, i’m trying to have the vote end up as the worst case possible for that alliance so it officially never reconnects. Here’s how it breaks down: Jacob C, Sammy, and Eve are all trying to get Nicole out. Nicole is trying to get Jacob C out. Kevin is a fuckin wild card, I thought he’d be with Nicole but who the fuck knows man. If Landen and I let Nicole go, we’d still be on the bottom of the same alliance minus Nicole so right now we need to confirm that Kevin is voting with Nicole and we can break apart some of Jacob’s connections. 

Oh my god a triple tribal council. Y'all can't give us a break?!?!?! This season is going to have the most tribal council I swear. This is at least an opportunity to get out Juls, who I think will be my biggest threat if I let her slip past this vote because she's dangerous and able to get along with so many people. This twist I think will prove to be a good way to get Juls out because she has to face two people and unless the other tribe puts total duds in terms of challenge competition she will go home if sent to the arena. As part of strategy when Ben told me he was coming for Darcy, I told Darcy right before he won immunity that Ben was after him but I said I heard it from Karen. This way it shows that Karen is willing to keep Darcy but it gives me more trust with Darcy than Karen because I was the one who told Darcy. We had a call Darcy, Beck, and Myself and finally made a trio alliance which I think will benefit me at certain points in the game because they may have really good potential to draw in people to work with. I think I convinced them I can draw in Karen as a makeshift fourth for our group to have a majority. However, I trust Karen for now in the long scheme I think I will just maintain a good standing with her but not tell them as much. As for now I'm just down with this plan Myself, Beck, Darcy, and Karen are going for to blindside Juls and hopefully my plan to get rid of Juls pans out and we are able to officially eliminate her. If we go to tribal again Ben makes an easy next boot, this keeps the 4 people I'm closest to on the tribe on the tribe as long as possible (Karen, Beck, Darcy, and Caeleb.) The only problems I see if Juls goes is that either she wins a Gold medal and/or Caeleb loses trust which both have a chance of happening but I think this risk will be worth the reward. It's a high risk high reward situation.    

People are quiet, and I hope it's because of inactivity Jordan and Emma seem fine with voting Sarah, and that should be all needed. Chris isn't responding but I don't think he's around. Sarah hasn't even read my message today lol

honestly at this point my tribe is a disaster and i feel like the prince, just sitting on my throne with immunity and looking down with a horrified gaze like... what the FUCK is happening... y'all-. Ever since when I was first blindsided by seeing Pete leave everything went insane. Sammy called for damage control, it was all obvious bullshit. i won the medal at the arena, thank the lord, i did intentionally volunteer knowing i NEEDED that bonus, but thank god i got it for individual immunity instead! i was able to *ahem* secure the bag, and i did that while also going as hard as i can with my social manipulation skills. everyone thought i was just some newbie or some quiet anxious guy that doesn't know how to crack the premade and will never be able to put up a fight but they were wrong. They should not have underestimated me because I was able to expose the lies they told themselves and each-other. In all their efforts to outplay one another, they ended up soiling their own defeat. i told nicole about how sammy/jacob omitted the information about juls' power, and i continuously threatened everyone through jokes to remind them 'I'm still counting, and I've been counting for 24 hours. I'm going to win immunity, and you'll have to turn on eachother.' this madness led to nicole throwing sammy/jacob under the bus right before challenge ended, and of course, they returned the favor. This has led to a paranoia induced voting period where honestly, i still don't even know what's happening. it's very likely the tribal is LIVE tonight. the fear and stress comes in in that i really don't want to lie to sammy after the conversations we had, i really want to be truthful with him. but thinking about my individual game, keeping Jacob C and Eve in just makes no sense. They both have no interest in working with me long term and they both are connected with a ton of people that I want to have loyalty to. Getting rid of them frees up Caeleb and Juls a little bit for me, so I would really like to take them down. But working with Nicole, Kevin, and Pete is going to put me in a tight spot where Sammy is furious, potentially with an idol, and feels like I was a hypocrite with him. That's going to be really hard. But Eve and Jacob are just. VERY bad for my game. They both limit my working relationships with other people a ton. They both make this game.. quite difficult to navigate for me. And they both have zero interest in working with me. It's hard to play Sammy like this, I am gonna feel awful for this. But, you gotta do what you gotta do, and with a swap possibly coming soon... This is what I gotta do. It's shark week (thanks Kevin) and blood is about to get shed. 

Hello I hate these hosts......all tribes going to tribal??????? The level of disgust I have .... so Ben returned after being voted kmssss I know mans will be gunning for me ugh I wish I won immunity but like Darcy fuckn snapped fhdgggg. So with this tribal coming up Darcy wants to take out juls, with me tommy and becks voting together. The only person I’m if-y on is becks atm bc becks is close to juls allegedly. Also caeleb and Juls haven’t been spoken to all day which is like yikes bc that could mean they’d vote for me, i think may I could throw becks under the bus just in case. Slim picking that’s for sure ugh why is the game like this. Also I’ve been talking to nicole and kev and they seem to be struggling on their tribe & hope neither go bc then I’d have to keep working with tommy lol /:. Also I’ve been told juls is the one who exiled Landon so 👀👀👀👀👀thats so suspect!!!!! Juls & becks seem kinda shady to me so I’m gonna have to monitor them. Ugh I hope I’m not getting played tonight or else it might just be bye bye Karen 

I’m in a peculiar position. I don’t want Eve to go, Jacob C is way bigger a threat to me but we have to keep nicole and that group is set on Eve....... god i’m hoping we’re right. 

hello confessional! i'm an awful person and this is the third time in an org that i've fucked over juls somehow and i feel terrible about it. unfortunately with the new alliance that tommy made for us voting out anyone else besides caeleb or juls was not an option and caeleb is rly good at challenges so.... but yeah! tonight fucking sucked. kinda hope juls comes back but i also don't bc she will be out for my blood and you know what? i deserve it

Nicole’s gone, I’m happy about it, it’s what she deserves truely. Over this stupid fucking tribe, CHOKE all of you

I feel really bad about this vote. I new Jacob was going home, but I had to vote with him to make sure that he’ll still be on my side if he comes back from arena. 

The game is getting spicy. This is my confession 👀

WELLLLLLLL babes basically this round started out with landen and pete coming back and trying to yell at the four from the previous majority, after we lied to their faces and then they did not take it well. After all the fighting was said and done we all got to counting and by all i mean me and landen, whom beat me thanks to his silver medal. Even though i counted higher, but alas the past is in the past. After that the game really got going cause we had to go to TRIBAL !!! which fucking sucked because we basically only had 1 option for our "alliance" which was eve, i started talking to the 2 safe bois to see where they were at and the didnt like eve or had some issues with eve, so i thought we could capitalize on that and just unan it on eve, but when i woke up that was simply NOT AN OPTION because the night before nicole had said jacobs name to nicole, without informing the alliance nor jacob personally what she said. This was followed by eve telling jacob immediately after what was said which lead jacob to distrust nicole which in turn made sammy distrust nicole, waking up in the middle of this was not ideal because i had no way to prevent it so i had to work with the situation as best as possible. After talking to everyone on the tribe it literally seemed to be a vote between jacob and nicole with no wiggle room. However as the day moved on i wanted to try and sneak eves name into the mix, after talking to pete and landen some who both confessed they wanted to work with me i pitched to them that potentially voting Eve and then keeping Nicole and Jacob mad at each other for future rounds to cover us, to which they seemed to take well to but werent very eager to do right away. After that i had to reel nicole in and get her to send her vote to Eve which worked until we found out that Sammy has an idol !!! Which he could use on himself orrrrrr EVE, so basically we had to tread carefully after this point and we had to lie to Sammy, pete/landen said they were doing nicole and nicole said she was doing sammy himself, i didnt lie i said i felt like eve was my only option and i worked with that, but still people did lie to him, and I tried to plant seeds in his head to play the idol on himself cause potentially he could save eve, but i wanted him to worry about himself first. After all the drama there was the calm before the storm.. and then the storm hit hard as fuck. We had a plan and a majority until minutes before tribal when nicole told jacob we were voting eve to keep him in the loop and probably turn him off of her, which he was fine with! But landen and pete felt betrayed that nicole would disclose our information to someone else, so when they heard that they scrambled and Pete wanted us to flip onto Jacob, while Landen coincidentallyyy voted for Nicole, which ultimately resulted in a 3-3-1, i tried to flip sammy or pete to keep nicole but to avail ... rip nicole. After tribal eve was obviously mad about getting votes, Sammy was mad about getting lied to and Landen and Pete were proven flakes, i did my best to save face and keep my ducks in a row with sammy, pete, and landen but only time will tell if i did a good enough job. As for the rest of the game i really hope that nicole comes back because she was, surprisingly, my closest ally in this game and i need her as a shield. But im sad that juls got out and while I want her to come back too i would prefer nicole, for game purposes but i would be just as happy to see juls return if she can pull it off. Welp, good luck charlie.

So I got voted out. I think I’m good with it though. I’m very much “whatever happens happens” at this point, because in my opinion I think I’m done with this game. There’s a lot of factors that I just don’t like about it, and that’s not saying anything about the hosts because I love Monty and Gage, I think I’ve spoken about this before in other games I’ve been in but I really can’t play games where you spend 24 hours sitting around. It hinders me so bad to just be sitting, not doing a challenge or anything, especially with 25 people around, it’s hell. There are a lot of things that annoy me in this game. One being that the newbies are like...mean as fuck lol. Like they just come in guns blazing and really don’t care what they say to other people, or they’re just dead and no help at all. Eve was honestly a nasty brat, and I’m just calling it how I saw it. She demanded trust, and that’s not a good way to get people to actually trust you. She came up with a majority of five people, she assumed I’d vote out Kevin, and yes I lied a little (bc it’s survivor) but you’d think I literally had been working with her since Day One and stabbed her in the back. We had maybe 24 hours of conversation. If I lied to Kevin, I’d feel terrible. You think I feel bad lying to someone I only talked to once who planted a five person majority without my main ally in it? Like, for real? It makes no sense. Landen doesn’t like lying either like....alright go do you homework and stop playing survivor then. DO YOU KNOW WHERE WE ARE? And the funny thing is, all of these people lied to me. Eve went behind my back. Jacob sent screenshots (which is cheating but somehow I’m here and he’s not) to Sammy. Sammy literally didn’t tell me he had an advantage and told me he didn’t know about Juls advantage. Landen Said he voted Jacob. Pete said he didn’t know the plan. Kevin, I’m hoping he was honest because he’s the only reason I’m happy I played this game. Kevin is SO nice and so genuine, I hope it’s not an act for the game but I know I put him THROUGH IT this round so I’m contemplating just giving up, for his sake, because if I come back it’s likely gonna be..a bit of a mess for him. I know I might need to come back to save Kevin and Jacob, moreso Kevin bc Jacob can go kick rocks. Anyway back to Sammy for a second. I’ve always seen Sammy as this nice little man who is so kind, but I REALLY saw an ugly side of him this round. Like, I don’t think I’ll ever see him the same again. I hope he loses to literally anyone. I don’t think he deserves to win and out of everyone I’m most mad at him. He’s a hypocrite who can make you feel bad you lied to protect yourself from him because he lied to you first, and sure that helps in Survivor but that’s downright ugly and I don’t respect that at all. He lied to me CONTINUOUSLY throughout the day, leaking every word I said to Eve. Only to be mad at me because I lied to him...to misdirect his idol? TO MISDIRECT HIS IDOL HE DIDNT EVEN TELL ME ABOUT BECAUSE HE DIDNT TRUST ME. And for him to try to pull an apology out from me and make me feel bad...sit down. Nobody makes me feel bad or can twist my emotions like that so, nice try. And in such an obvious and public manner like...who taught you to be the way you are lmao. That’s so rude. I hope he loses is the point. Honestly I’m kind of like over playing and I know juls really has a fire in her heart to continue playing with these god awful people who have snaked us. She’s a little queen and I hope she wins it if I can’t, because she deserves to! My plan is to just hold on until Jacob drops (assuming it’s pressure cooker) and then decide there if I want to go in or not. I also want to put out a disclaimer that I’m ranting about everyone else bc I’m mad but I know I fucked up, too. I lied way too much for unecessary reasons that seemed necessary at the time with advantages in play. I trusted people based on personal knowledge of their heart and how kind they are, which was wrong. Jacob and Sammy both showed me their ugly sides, and I showed mine as well so I mean I’m not going to sit here and act innocent. I can see EACH mistake I made and how I could have played better. I hope Sammy and Jacob both get premerge, hope Landen gets yeeted into the sun, or a lesson in manners bc lord knows he doesn’t have any and just wants to be that That Iconic Newbie that newsflash nobody wants to cast again, and I hope juls prospers if I fail at the arena challenge. Manifest manifest manifest. I literally feel like in my brain there is no possible way I’m going to be back in this game and if I do come back, I’m just going to get voted out again. So it’s a hard choice deciding if I want to or not. I promised Juls I’d outlast Jacob B but after that, I’m not sure. I feel like I don’t even have it in me, because if I really saw a chance at winning. I just feel like I’ve made a fool of myself and let men make a fool out of me, and it’s time to go home, rest, recuperate and come back to kick ass another day. 

So we had a live tribal last night and everything is a MESS now! It's my birthday and so I'm trying to stay in a good mood and not think about the game, but honestly, stuff is pretty stressful. My plan WAS to take out Eve the whole time, I was fully on board with it and I do believe it was the right move for me at the time. Unfortunately Nicole decided to go insane and blow up the entire plan by telling Jacob and having everything blow up at tribal council which is just... ugh. It made it clear she was trying to rebuild the majority and force the power structure back in place, so that's why I had to make sure she went home. She showed unreliability and a willingness to turn that I couldn't have in the game, that's the whole reason I wanted to take out Eve. Because I need allies in this game who will work with me and who have interest in working with ME. Nicole seemed like she could be a useful person in the game, but as soon as her fight with Jacob ended and they started to try and take control again, it was too late. I had to get rid of her. Sadly she'll probably come back from the arena and that's going to make things... Messy. It's going to become a game of who can use Sammy the best, and I just hope I can win that game. But I've told him too many lies and that comes off hypocritical. It sucks because I feel guilty about it, AND hopeless in the game. But I dunno. We'll just have to see. Not to mention I lost Juls somehow, and EVERYONE seems to be shocked that she was voted out. That is not good for my game at all as she was somebody I was really relying on and also I just love her. So losing her absolutely sucks. I'm really hoping she can come back from the Arena. The game is turning into a downward spiral for me and fast. People are predicting a swap, and at that point, it's the best I can hope for. I got Eve with me now on the brightside, and I know I could reel in Caeleb, Jordan, probably even Ben.... Things are getting very bloody very quickly in a game as competitive as this one, and I just pray I can wind up on the right side of things with a swap. Being on the bottom this time was deadly and detrimental to my game - I have played extremely hard, cutthroat, fierce, and overall just like.. WELL. Not to toot my own horn but I have played VERY good on both Sonkei and Miraitowa, and there's a lot on my resume for if I do manage to make it to the end. But if I keep just giving everything 120% and making these power moves and making enemies and such as I go, I'll have no chance. I really need a stage in the game where I can sit back and kind of just relax and be this UTR force, that people aren't taking so much notice of. Form more social bonds. Also, fuck the olympic idol hunt or whatever. I suck at it but other people have gotten so many advantages. EEP!

I was about to be super proud of the fact that this was the earliest I made a confessional in a round all game, just to realize its still only 5 hours before the deadline so like is that even good? long story short I had to fuck over jacob this round which sucked cause i loved jacob but we went to too many tribals and like... im running out of options. I made a new alliance of me emma stoner and sarah which like lowkey is a good call because we have one person from 4/5 starting tribes we are as well connected to each other as we can be right now. I need us to swap not cause I would go home, I genuinly think if we kept losing I could get down on this tribe to just me and one more person if needed but like... can we not I'm so tired. Bring on the swap, i need new people to manipulate!

[bedlamgames]

Q&A #100

Yes, been a hundred of this things. Totally a meaningless milestone which is one of my oldest tags on here (assuming any are left after the purge...) still I thought I’d do something for it. 

Specifically I’ve gone back over the old Q&A’s and found some favourite questions and answers which I’ll be including in this after the usual round of outstanding ones. Possibly also with some extra commentary where appropriate. 

Anonymous said: Hey. Any pair of characters connected by an Owned relationship/reputation seems to crash the game if you use either one of them on an assignment. Any chance of this being fixed?

- That should be sorted in yesterday’s update. 

Anonymous said: Got a Forest Goblin with both Dancer and Clumsy. This seems like a very strange combination, but imagining it kind of makes me want to laugh my head off.

- Agreed I think that just works due to being amusing. Less poetry in motion and more of a limerick. 

Anonymous said: In No Haven 0.871 the trait " Elementalist: Air " does not appear when using the estimate value function.

- Cheers for pointing out that oversight. Will sort.

Anonymous said: Hi sory english isn't my native langage, In No Have 0.871 TF Edition I have aquired a slaver But with a bug first i don't know how i acquire her and two she had noting , no name no perk jus a little description i will copy the full examine optin on it : - - - - ExamineName: Race: - Sex: - Status: - Reputation: Traits: Condition: 0 Will: 0 Estimated Value: 0 has a flat chest, a regular pussy, and has an unremarkable ass. She is the same size as most goblins, and .She is . 

- That looks like an empty character in all respects. I believe there was an issue with Ritual Casting where that could happen and is now sorted. If you see it happen again please let me know what you were doing when they appeared. 

Anonymous said: Hey Bedlam, watched stream where you discussed not selling slaves debuff, thing is i always imagined slavers being in this business for fun and pleasure first, and gold second. I mean why else would they agree to live in some Skyrim style, long abandoned really, hard to get to fort in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by hills and marshes(at least that how i imagine it)? So maybe you could make something like,"no new slaves, or slave training for X days, getting bored" or something like that?

- It wouldn’t be too harsh at all. Just a bit of a poke to encourage that you’re business model is based around being a slaver over the leader disappearing to the coast for a week and returning with suspiciously large amounts of gold. In that case you’ve got to think that your slavers might feel that they’re surplus to requirements :D

Anonymous said: I hope you're happy for taking so many hours of my life away from me lol. But playing this again; got a question about NH. Any plans on making some rival groups that we can interact with? Diplomacy, getting tribute, ect. It would be kinda cool to have rivals that push you along 

Glad you’re enjoying it! 

Likely yes. There’s ways currently now to set up a few ways to get tribute every so often. More groups though who are more hostile than the not-witches in the marshlands or the mistress of the Ensnared Rose are sure to be a thing sooner or later. 

doof-ex-machina said: Have you read the Gorean saga by John Nornan? If yes, did it influence your vision of the No Haven world? Gor explores a legal female-oriented slave system, yheah, but there are pretty close similarities with NH in regards to the numbers of ‘fodder’ and the ways of training. Anyway, me personally thinks your world is even better because magic and draenei/succubi boobs, duh.

I haven’t but I am aware of them in general. 

NH is a lot more equal opportunities than Gor where males doing it to females, females doing it to males, and all possible variations of that including others like futanari and sissies are likely to happen. Still high praise indeed, thanks!

And now onto some old questions starting with one from before where I realised beginning to combine these might be a good idea. 

onedrift from 2015:  Trying this again...what's your coder fuel of choice? Red bull, Monster, coffee? None of the above? Soon to be bimbofied slavemakers want to know!

- Heh, totally giving my nationality away (if it wasn’t blatantly obvious already) but the fuel of choice is copious amounts of Earl Grey tea.

Anonymous from 2015: Hiya, been a fan of your work for a long time, captions and games thanks for making them, but a question regarding whorelocks revenge, is it possible to get the tangle infection and bonds of insanity? in all my time playing them I never had either I dont think.

- Not in the current version. Basically I wasn’t happy with the implementation in terms of how they were removed so I disabled them for a bit till I can sort it out… which unfortunately has lasted quite some time.

Soon as I got this No Haven update done they’re top of my list of things to sort in Whorelocks.

(Oh zogging hell. Still not done that yet... Extenuating circumstance for sure with NH taking off and WR was still in RAGS at that point, but even so)

Anonymous from 2015: This is probably a poor place to respond to your open-ended poll question, but have you looked into Twine?

- I’ve looked at Twine and when I one day get round to Rough Landing 3 it’s definitely going to be done using it, but to me it looks like an incredibly poor fit for working on No Haven.

(Oh past me why would say such a thing even if it did make a lot of sense at the time. Let’s hope that guy was wrong)

Anonymous from Q&A #1: Title image is hype, cant wait for next update. recall you mentioned that you had enchantments planed for the update after next (or something there abouts) how far ahead have you planned ahead and any spoilers for the update after this one? :D

- Why thank you! I have several pages bullet pointed of what I have planned along with what I have in my head. For stuff not in the next update I’d say not counting more slave training assignments and options and more assignments in the other areas the big bits of content outstanding are;

Way more potions. (Still do do)

Enchantment/cursing of items system.  (Also still do do)

Crafting Devices. (Also, also still do do)

Ways to manage encampments when they get to large by sending slavers/slaves to new areas to provide ongoing gold/supplies along with the occasional assignment. (Oh dear, also, also still do do)

More stuff for you like going on every assignment, bad ends for some of them, more interactions, being enslaved and so on. Basically lots more sub and also some dom content for when you’re not managing the encampment. (Woo progress made! Bad ends for some assignments going on are indeed a thing. Still work to do as I do want to give Crossbones and Into the Depths the QAYL treatment sometime)

Special events that will occur every so often that will affect things be it for good and bad. This will include a way to get a lost slaver back though perhaps forever altered by their experiences. (Woo again this is done. Definitely could do with more done with)

Encampment reputation to reflect a slaver’s standing with how the other slaver’s see them. This will includes slavers becoming slaves and visa versa. (On a roll now as a great deal of this implemented)

More biomancy options and improving thanks to a multi-part assignment. There will also be other multi-part story based assignments. (Partially done and the biomancy multi-part assignment has been started)

And a bunch more basically but those are the priorities after this next update. Probably not all in the same update though.

Anonymous from Q&A #6: I would play the hell out of Paranoia set in No Haven.  

- Temptation to give slavers and you conflicting secret societies and agendas rising.

Y’know like…

Dire Panthers: A mottley band of young savage orcs, amazons and trolls out to raise hell by breaking stuff, setting stuff on fire and generally being a nuisance to everyone.

The Cooperative: A dedicated group of Frozen Queen cultists out to oppose the Human Empire by working together to make things better for the common people… till you know the Queen awakens and buries all the land in eternal ice.

Mage Smashers: Magic iz like wrong an’ stuff! We smash dem in dere stupid face till dey not so smart.

Fellowship-Fel: The denizens that lurk beyond our reality and infect our dreams with tainted nightmares are our friends! We must expose ourselves to as much corruption as possible to make ourselves like them. We see no flaws in this plan whatsoever, you see the chorus of whispers in our minds entirely agrees with us.

Psion: No changes need to be made whatsoever from the original version.

Trekksters: …and I think that’s enough of that, or further evidence of why I shouldn’t be allowed anywhere near RAGS or indeed tumblr when I have my old sourcebooks nearby :D

(Also apologies to most of you who have no idea what that was about!) (This is still far too much of a good idea)

Anonymous from Q&A #17: 2/2 and another hilarious one: Your succubus slave Jaeil was not looking so hot right now so Virholen just held her close and told Jaeil that everything would be alright. Jaeil was oddly quiet everytime you looked in on them and you wonder if they have resigned themselves to their fate. Condition: 45 (Change: 20) - Will: 47 (Change: 15)

After their mistreatment Jaeil sees no reason not to only care for them self as clearly no one else will leaving them hardened and even outright cruel. usc++

- You win best bug report in ages, that is beautiful :D

Anonymous from Q&A #37: Will there be other spirit races in the game besides wisps, such as undynes, gnomes, and dryads? And finally Im new to patreon. I decided to pay for the your character teir but ask for a unique because I dont really understand it. Is the “play your character” a scenario or what? And where do I go to talk with you on what I would like for it?

- True story, I had to google undyines and for ages I couldn’t work out what you were referring too as so many of the results were of that character from Undertale :D

Undines themselves would be no, but I do have a water spirit of a kind planned. (Still do!) Gnomes no, as I’m happy with Hakh Dwarven and the various Goblins as my short races. Dryads absolutely yes, and will be one of the advanced races. See the last Q&A for more details of those.

Thank you for your support! Those options are for those that want to play a specific character that isn’t available in the standard options or design a specific slaver that you can have in your encampment. If you want to see some examples of ones others have asked for before on the playable character front then Orc Wright Raptor, Lago’Mae Scholar or Goblin Underground Potioneer would be a good ones to look at to start off with.

As for the unique slavers then pretty much any of the slavers available under Strong Right Arm/Recruiter.

How much detail you want to go into is up to you. If you want to say oh I just want a Kitsune lady who likes to pole-dance then I’d put something together for your approval, or you can go full on detailing everything about them from their art, description, traits etc. and I’ll work with you to the point I’m happy having it as an option in the game. (Note: If you want an entirely new race like the Golems you need to go for the lore tier given the significantly larger amount of work involved)

For discussing please send me a message on patreon and we can take it further from there.

One thing to bare in mind is that patreon only charges at the end of the month, and so while I’m more than willing to talk it out, if you want to me to do a lot of work on your request I’m going to need to see a pledge go through first. It sucks I know, but this is the unfortunate reality of the internet that alas trust can only go so for.

I’m always happy to discuss things though, I really am, and some people have asked to pay some of their pledge upfront via paypal to get round this which is not a problem if that’s what you want to do.

valhallaimmortan from Q&A #47: I managed to get a elven smith who makes fancy armor that is usually masterwork quality, and equipped my ‘Basher’ Squad with it, the Basher’s are all Ogre’s who I recruited and I have a alchemist who seriously creeps me out with how many petrification potions he has been pumping out. I also like the Lago'mae Scholar how now the Lizard man is using her as his new project… poor Scholar… and I got to ask is it actually possible to recruit a keldan from the keldan mission in the city?

- I love this question, absolutely adore it, and you made the patron who requested the lizardman unique really happy when I mentioned it to them. If people want to send in their favourite/amusing/interesting slavers/slaves that have resulted from generation and gameplay I might do a tumblr post series on them called ‘Tell me about your Character’.

As to the question yes she should be on the critical result.

Anonymous from Q&A #61: Silly question. For clothing and armor, what in your mind is the major difference between micro, and impractical? I can’t really visualize a difference between the two when reading armor/clothing descriptions. Scandalously short is divergent enough that it creates its own image for me. The other two seem as if they would be interchangeable, but they aren’t since there is a distinction so what is it?

- Yay silly questions are always the best questions. Okay micro is where you have outfits that are recognizable bits of clothing but it’s incredibly brief so a skirt that’s more a belt than actually trying to cover anything whatsoever and/or a bikini top so teeny-weeny that it doesn’t even cover all of the nipples. Completely impractical though is the kind of clothing beloved by a certain kind of fantasy art which just doesn’t make any kind of sense whatsoever where looking good trumps any pretension of realism, and the only way it could stay on is either with copious amounts of glue or magic being involved.

Anonymous from Q&A #66: Hello again! I’m the guy who asked about the post-slave [slaver] titles. I’m going to very respectfully push the idea that ex-slaves should get unique titles. First, I honestly think having the unique titles is cooler. It’s more interesting to send a Chosen, an Acolyte, and a Hedge-Witch on an assignment than it is to send three Slavers. It’s a rarity thing, sort of? If you get a character who qualifies for one of those things, it’s a BIG DEAL. Secondly, it already changes with jobs, so…

- Alright, alright, you’ve twisted my arm :)

That should now be included for the most recent update along with a couple of new titles so that all of the more rare traits (not counting crafting ones) should have one. Let me know if there’s any issues as while it was a fairly straightforward change I didn’t get a chance to test that particular bit.

Thanks for reading and here’s to another hundred of these. 

[holydepths-blog]

✩ watergate :3

this took too fucking long

Disagreements:

Who is more likely to raise their voice? i feel like emma cos she’s more angry dramatic and he’s more emo dramatic but i was also gonna say he probably should to accomodate for his heightWho threatens to leave but never actually does? neither of them, they’ve both left one another repeatedly. Who actually keeps their word and leaves? both of them, see above. Who trashes the house? i don’t think either of them … i can’t see him ever doing it but if he did she would kick his ass things need to be NEAT Do either of them get physical? basement gate tease ! but no … it’s soft ….  that’s been erased from my memory … they’re emo not violent  How often do they argue/disagree? all the time but about #dumb shit nowadays … used to be more serious but now? you like chocolate ice cream better? … idiot  Who is the first to apologise? if they had a penny for every time mickey has apologised to her both of them could quit their low salary jobs and move to france 

Sex:

Who is on top? bold of u to assume they aren’t both switches Who is on the bottom? ^Who has the strangest desires? Any kinks? mind ur fucking business … snuggling is a kink Who’s dominant in bed? i don’t think dominant has ever been in either of their vocabulary where’s the john mulaney gif abt soup in the lap … regaurdless … probably he has to be she’s babyIs head ever in the equation? she suck the dick for free and mickey is a good boy, he knows how to go down on a womf If so, who is better at performing it? i don’t know how sex works is it easier to eat thrussy or suck a dick … they both try the only thing that matters is that once he said she was better at sex than [ redacted ] Ever had sex in public? private public … like not dressing room public but like, romantic lookout in a car public … hope no coppers come 2 shine their flashlight Who moans the most? idk if this is my sexism or my lesbian but women should, legally, be required to moan more than menWho leaves the most marks? he better swallow his masculinity and get used to concealer but i feel like that wld not be an issue for him, king ! he can’t borrow hers though it won’t match Who screams the loudest? WHO YELLSWho is the more experienced of the two? mickey. fucking duh. Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? they make love :3Rough or soft? soft … unlike his penis How long do they usually last? haha 8 seconds joe goldberg tease? idk how long sex even lasts in general …. solidly average is my guess Is protection used? he better wrap it before he taps it my girl cannot afford plan b . so yesDoes it ever get boring? not …. boring but ….. consistent. when emma gets too drunk she asks odette for sex advice bc she doesn’t want to bore ickey Where is the strangest place they’d have sex? nowhere is strange if ur brave enough.

Family:

Do your muses plan on having children/or have children? …. yes ….If so, how many children do your muses want/have? she wants 27 children actually but literally anything from 1-30 will suffice …. they need a lot of help on his inevitable farm Who is the favorite parent? mickey is the fun parent so u already know who it is Who is the authoritative parent? REMEMBER the clip i sent u from the marky mark movie … she’s always the bad guy until he gets #fedup and he has to remind her that she’s not doing it this time AJSDKF Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around? honeslty both of them unless emma hoards all the candy … selfish  Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children? both of them they make fucking SIGNS …. its a little league game u dont need to paint the football stripes on ur faceWho goes to parent teacher interviews? they both go but mickey is better at them because emma always goes into teacher mode and tries to talk about Who changes the diapers? mickey does he’s a NURSE he is not grossed out , she is . baby poop is rank Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? where tf is that gifset from prison break when u need it … she does but only because she hates diapers and it’s only fair to pop a tiddie out every night for ur kid in exchangeWho spends the most time with the children? ummmm FAMILY FUN NIGHT x Who packs their lunch boxes?Who gives their children ‘the talk’? mickey he is obligated as a medical professional she don’t teach sex ed …. Who cleans up after the kids? emma but only because she’s a neat freak Who worries the most? both of them try to pretend they’re VERY cool and nonchalant and this is actually very easy until one of them cracks (probably her) and they both worry together constantly . solidarity babey ! ….. moreso her tho u cannot change my mind Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from? auntie odette change my mind we said FUCK watergate lives , emdette rise 

Affection:

Who likes to cuddle? both of them …. constntly …. disgusting Who is the little spoon? [ jake peralta vc ] everyone likes to be the little spoon, it makes them feel safe ! LOOK HERE buddy …. he is and i dont take questions , even when he was 10 ft Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? can he fucking keep his hands AWF …. thats coming from me not emma she appreciates it Who struggles to keep their hands to themself? both of them …. its CONSTANT … hand on the shoulder , touching someone’s back as u walk past …. SOFT ! n then the one gif  u sent from superstore where amy slaps jonah’s ass that’s emma How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable?  they actually fall asleep cuddling and wake up complaining abt falling asleep in a uncomfortable position… shut up abt ur back pain ur not 80 Who gives the most kisses? KISS kisses …. he. but know … she’s always kissing him on the cheek What is their favourite non-sexual activity? this is gonna sound g*y as hell but stay with me here ………. just being in the same place , even when they’re doing diff stuff . TOGETHERNESS …. vomit time Where is their favourite place to cuddle? the couch , i retract my statement about them not being 80 they actually fall asleep watching tv Who is more likely to playfully grope the other? casually ? she … to actually initiate eye emoji ? he How often do they get time to themselves? all the time , they know 2 other people 

Sleeping:

Who snores? he does im hcing this for ur own character If both do, who snores the loudest? she doesn’t SNORE she’s a lady Do they share a bed or sleep separately? they’ve been in 200 different stages of relationship ……. OTHER than depending on that , she sleeps better w him there :3If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? they start far apart cos she’s a blanket hog but she always ends up next 2 him Who talks in their sleep? she mumbles sometimes ….. its nothing coherent What do they wear to bed? she owns 47 different stupid size xxxxxxxl shirts that were 2 bucks  from walmart and wears only that . i bet mickey owns a bathrobe, bourgeois pig … Are either of your muses insomniacs? idk she reads a chapter of whatever dumb shit she’s reading and has tea or wine and conks out ….. idk his business Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? idk abt taking them and ik its not the point but shes anal retentive abt keeping medicine in the medicine cabinet so THERE BETTER NOT BE Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? AS I SAID … they start out on opposite sides of the beg and end up more tangled than tangled (20whatever) Who wakes up with bed hair? his hair is floofy ,,,, Who wakes up first? i feel like that depends on his shifts …. she wakes up at the same damn time every week day …. weekends though she sleeps in for 10 yrs so him Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? emma tries and he has to leave bed anyway because the fire alarm goes off  What is their favourite sleeping position? she prefers it when she has all the blankets Who hogs the sheets? she does Do they set an alarm each night? they have JOBS does she look like pippa to u Can a television be found in their bedroom? yes so she can cry over dumb rom coms over somewhere other than the couch …… he’s invested in them , change my mind Who has nightmares? i already know ur about to say he does so im calling the cops on u end of story Who has ridiculous dreams? all of emma’s dreams are indistinguishable from bad acid trips Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? she sleeps in the fetal position he seems like a sprawler …..Who makes the bed? emma …. its gotta be CLEAN and if he ever says “why make it we’re just gonna sleep there again” its on SIGHT What time is bed time? whenever she passes out , always before midnight , considering they’re 72Any routines/rituals before bed? i bet they brush their teeth at the same time to see who can do it faster like they’re five year olds …. or that gifset from new girl where he’s like “ u read my walking dead fanfic ? ”Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? emma takes three cups of coffee to be able to be her CHIPPER self …. 

Work:

Who is the busiest? she has like a 6 hour work day so he for sure Who rakes in the highest income? i just googled nurses versus preschool teachers and he makes twice what she does …. laughs nervously …. glad she’s going back 2 school but elementary teachers STILL make less …. mr talbot got COIN ! Are any of your muses unemployed? no , freeloading is ILLEGAL Who takes the most sick days? i feel like the two worst jobs to go into sick are a literal hospital with immunocompromised people and a preschool with toddlers who dont wash their hands …. equal maybe Who is more likely to turn up late to work? despite her original beef with odette in the apocalypse verse emma is NEVER late to work Who sucks up to their boss? she cooks dinner , a nice LASAGNA for whoever to heat up and mickey has to break it to her that making whoever her superior is eat what tastes like glue will in fact , damage their relationship What are their jobs? hes a nursey  boy …. shes a teacher Who stresses the most? about life in general? her. about work? probably him. he’s dealing with LIVES she’s got the alphabet Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? they better they aren’t getting paid enough to hate it Are your muses financially stable? they’re not rich but they’re not dying and that’s what matters 

Home:

Who does the washing? emma because it relaxes her Who takes out the trash? he better , she does not like to  LOOK at things once they are thrown out … its smelly Who does the ironing? neither of them have ironed anything in their lives Who does the cooking? HE HAS TO IDC if he isn’t fuckign gordon ramsay she’ll kill them Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? emma Who is messier? if he leaves a single sock on the floor he is automatically messier than her Who leaves the toilet roll empty? that’s satanic neither of them Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? he does …. its just not REALISTIC that she does Who forgets to flush the toilet? that’s gross ……hopefully neither ….. DISGOSTEING.mp4Who is the prankster around the house? anything STUPID is hers and hers alone but i feel like he’d do something relatively innocent and it would go HORRIBLY wrong like , hey emma come get y’all juice ….Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? despite being organized in every other aspect of her life emma has never kept track of keys in her life its a disease Who mows the lawn? he does , he shld do it shirtless so she can objectify him Who answers the telephone? mickey, she truly stares at it hoping it’ll go away Who does the vacuuming? emmaWho does the groceries? she would make HORRIBLE decisions ,,, he shld make the list and she shld get it Who takes the longest to shower? no sexism but she’s a girl Who spends the most time in the bathroom? see above 

Miscellaneous:

Is money a problem? yES like … they can afford groceries , make rent , but for literally every american except jeff bezos money is a problem in some area . this isn’t a hc just a capitalist hellscape How many cars do they own? two …. neither of them are very nice cars Do they own their home or do they rent? rent unless/until he gets the farm of his dreams Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside? countryside thats where FARMS are … but like rn , coast cos there’s the ocean in town Do they live in the city or in the country? see above bbgDo they enjoy their surroundings? the goats of the future and the noisy neighbors of the current and past eras both leave something to be desired , but in general yes What’s their song? not to go all modern au but remember when stereo hearts was on their 2011 mixtape AJSKDF …. issa bop and its arguably the most cutesy singable on the playlist What do they do when they’re away from each other? bitch idk ? exist as human beings ?Where did they first meet? idk she probably met him for coffee or sum before moving in together to make sure he wasn’t a serial killer How did they first meet? they were roommates … oh my god they were roommates …. she prolly put an ad in the paper very lucky she did not get murdered x Who spends the most money when out shopping? i feel like neither of them are big spenders but her sticker and colored pen budget is larger than it should be Who’s more likely to flash their assets? i thought this was talking about tits for a second but im assuming mone ? they keep it humble Who finds it amusing when the other trips over? they both do , bullying one another is a bonding experience Any mental issues? more than you know my guy Who’s terrified of bugs? if she sees a SPIDER she floors it , but she releases most other bugs …. he better kill anything w 8 legs tho Who kills the spiders around the house? mickey , as described above wow im psychic Their favourite place? they can make any place work together … gay but true , just like me Who pays the bills? she has a special binder just for taxes Do they have any fears for their future? all the fears actually Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? she cannot cook but she has 10/10 ordered takeout , put it on plates and been like :the happy version of the pensive emoji yk the one: i cooked it while the reciept is still on the counter Who uses up all of the hot water? thats very selfish she wld never but she also showers first bc she doesn’t trust him not to ….. Who’s the tallest? they , in american , are the SAME HEIGHT ,,, fuck centimeters Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other?Who wanders around in their underwear? clothes are oppressive let them both do it coward Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? it probably turns into a competition until they’re both singing at the top of their lungs …. omg watergate you’re gonna burst a vocal cord oh my god they can’t hear us they have airpods in What do they tease each other about? literally everything …. one of them BREAHTES wrong and the other is like “ ah didnt realise the asthma express was in town “ Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? mickey literally dresses like the fresh prince so u already answered that for me Do they have mutual friends? can the real jack detler please stand up Who crushed first? she ……. did not immediately fall in love with him let me tell u , it took her some solid MONTHS to realise she was in deep for his bitch ass Any alcohol or substance related problems? i wld hope not , #stubie twWho is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? them , together , for getting kicked out of the bar for singing Who swears the most? neither ? 

[thepleasureisguilty]

A Day of Pampering Chapter 6:  the count’s new clothes

Part of an ongoing rp between @ask-a-slippery-boy and myself

Chapter 1:(SFW)  https://thepleasureisguilty.tumblr.com/post/180404620744/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-1-insomnia-and-a-night

Chapter 2: (SFW) https://thepleasureisguilty.tumblr.com/post/180491298229/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-2-bathe-in-the-baths

Chapter 3: (NSFW ish): https://thepleasureisguilty.tumblr.com/post/180609254064/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-3-turning-tables-in

Chapter 4: (NSFW)

https://ask-a-slippery-boy.tumblr.com/post/180612617105/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-4-love-languages

chapter 5 : (SFW ish) 

https://ask-a-slippery-boy.tumblr.com/post/180645825730/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-5-seven-minutes-in

This one is SFW : contains, making fun of goat men and playing dress up. 

thepleasureisguilty

*my face flushes and i look at you terrified*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I press you hard against the wall to hide you*

Y-you caught me! I was rading the closet, I’ll come out... just give me a second... *I throw another fur over you*

thepleasureisguilty

*I think about what the voice said... More than ten second...* ilya they already know im here!

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia makes an almost amused tsking sound* I’m not a fool, Doctor, I know there’s two of you...

thepleasureisguilty

See?

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I spin* N-n-Nadia! What a pleasure to see you....

*she grind and steps closer.* “Julian, are you going to introduce me to your friend?”

thepleasureisguilty

*I take a deep breath and prepare myself, not entirely sure for what*

*clears throat and steps forward, bowing low*

Countess Nadia Satrrinva

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia smirks* “Well, your friend has good manners at the very least.”

*My brain finally catches up* T-this is Mast! They’re my partner... *I flush deeply*

*Nadia looks amused* “yes my dead husband’s closet seems like the perfect date location”

thepleasureisguilty

*I flush more still bowing low* f forgive us countess, though there truly is no explanation...

ask-a-slippery-boy

*She offers you a hand* there’s no need for such formality, especially if you are with Julian. You can call me Nadia.

thepleasureisguilty

*I take the hand and rise, kissing the back of it and smiling* thank you Nadia

I do apologize for breaking into your husbands wing though, it seemed like a good bit of mischief *I hold eye contact with her, my attempt at being charming*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*nadia looks pleased* “it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” *she turns on me* “Julian you don’t need to go to mischievous lengths to get in here, you’re a welcome guest.”

thepleasureisguilty

*I turn too* so we DIDN'T have to disguise ourselves as servants?... You just wanted to wear the blonde wig didn't you! *i tsk playfully*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I smirk* Only so you’d appreciate how good my natural hair looks.

*Nadia looks me up and down, playfully unimpressed. I become aware that I’m shirtless, glittery, and very disheveled* “It seems you certainly succeeded in getting into mischief, whatever the reason. Why are you in lucio’s closet anyways?

thepleasureisguilty

*I become semi bashful in stature* we ... Wanted to play dress up....

* I look at myself and blush as well realizing I am in her dead husband's furs, also shirtless with my pants undone and covered in glitter*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia looks you up and down with a smirk* “Dress up? Why you’re hardly wearing anything. And besides...” *she walks several shelves down* “if you want to play dress up you should really start in the back. That where he hid all the /tasteful/ clothes I got for him.”

thepleasureisguilty

*I laugh* I knew it could ALL have been tacky, and nadia you are known for your good taste

ask-a-slippery-boy

“And despite that he still never wore any of the things I suggested.” *she tsked. She looks us up and down.* “Julian I don’t believe most of the things here will fit you, maybe some accessories. Mast... I think shirt size should be the same. Maybe shoes...” *She turns to the shelves and grabs a pair of thigh high suede heels and hands them to you*

thepleasureisguilty

*my eyes widen along with a smile as I hold the sued boots and smirk* dress me as you like dear countess

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia smiles elegantly but there’s a spark in her eye.* “oh are you giving me free range, are you, Mast?”

thepleasureisguilty

*I grin almost mischevious.and nod*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia's coy smile slips for a moment and she beams at you genuinely* "Finally, someone with good sense. Follow me!" *She leads us further into the back of the closet. The things become less gaudy as we go, much less obnoxious. They start to look almost tasteful even. Against the back wall there's a long bench. I kiss your cheek take your fur from you (Which honestly feels like a crime against all that is sexy, but I'll survive) and sit with it besides  me while Nadia works her magic.* "Unfortunately the color scheme doesn't stray much. At first I thought I could get him to branch out, but it never worked. But you'll look quite good in red I think. So that does help..."

thepleasureisguilty

*I steal a light nip at your neck while your taking the fur off me and smile wide at nadia* I trust your eye Nadia, cant wait to see what you have in mind and i do enjoy the color red *I bite my lip and put a hand over the bite mark you left looking at you*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I make a muffled sound and cover my mouth to hide it. Nadia turns to look at us. Flushed, bite marks, covering ourselves in one way or another. She flushes a little herself, and gives us another knowing smirk* “I know I interrupted a rather heated moment,” *she purrs* “But do you two need leave and come back later?” *she teases.*

*the tops of my ears turn red* No! No! Sorry.... Of course we don’t want you to go! *her smirk deepens*

“Good. Than I shan’t.”

thepleasureisguilty

*I chuckle embarrassed* hehe no nadia I think we can wait *my cheeks and ears turn a bright red* ... Well calm down after a few minutes *I try to avoid eye contact with the countess, still chuckling lightly at us getting caught*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia gives a tasteful laugh at our intastefulness.* "You know, Portia did mention something to me about you becoming involved with someone. I was planning on inviting you to dinner soon, but I had no idea I'd catch you in Lucio's closet of all places. Though it certainly is a good hiding spot. Normally you would have been safe for days..."

Actually, *the tops of my ears are still very red* I was wondering why you were here... N not that you can't be here! Just.. why? You have no lost love for lucio...

*She lets out a bitter* "Ha!" "No, I'm not mourning. It's actually the opposite. wherever I spend hours in court trying to fix his old mistakes I come in here to burn something of his. It sometimes helps..." *She gives us a mischievous grin* "Which is why i'm not mad at you for ransacking. He would have hated it. Especially knowing how badly he wanted to... what’s the colloquialism? hook up? how badly he wanted to "hook up" with you himself, /Jules/."

*I'm still flushed but I tsk at the old nickname* Maybe he could have if he didn't call me that... *I shake my head* whatever reason, a chance meeting with you? always a pleasure.

thepleasureisguilty

*i laugh still very embarrassed* dinner would have been lovely, and i would have only met you shirtless on purpose if that were the case *i smirk, even though this is a strange situation she still seems to find us charming I only hope i can keep it that way.* and I would love to invite YOU to dinner Nadia, ...though my lounge is much more humble than what you planned for sure... *I chuckle* im honestly just happy were not kicked out.... *I grin as she speaks of burning her husbands things* I think I'm liking you more and more Nadia... *I laugh openly as she reveals how pleased she is that we were fooling around in here and how much her husband would have hated it*

And I never met Lucio, but from what I hear it sounds like he deserves to have his things ransacked and burnt

ask-a-slippery-boy

*she seems amused by your cheekiness* Well you are of course still welcome to stay for dinner. And a lounge you say? Sounds interesting at the very least. *She digs into the racks and pulls out a red silk tunic. It definitely has heavy prakran influence, falling down to knee length, and having an intricate pattern stitched into it. She hands it to you.* "Try this for me?"

Ahhh yes... Lucio... *She rubbed her temples* He... he was complicated. He was so rugged and ambitious when we met. Even charming, all though he was always selfish and fairly annoying at times. We had the same goals but once we reached them... well then he was less rugged and ambitious and more selfish and annoying... And now I have to clean up his mess

thepleasureisguilty

*I blink surprised* y-yes that would be great! *and my eyes widen at the tunic* of course *I smile and slip on the garment it fits snuggly around my hips and flows across my chest and shoulders, the intricate stitching holding the garments shape very well*

...*I listen to the countess carefully* .... Im sorry to hear that... You deserve someone that will make you happy, smile and feel special and important... *my brows raise with a ln idea* .... Do you have anyone like that nadia? Not necessarily in a romantic sense *yet* but someone who is simply there for you?

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ask-a-slippery-boy

*She looks pleased as you put on the tunic.* Now that is quite fetching. Wouldn't you say so, Doctor? *I stutter over myself while I sing your praises, you do look very handsome. But Nadia already knows this and continues on over me* "Why do you ask? Are you looking to fill the position?" *she's teasing, but a blush does fall over her briefly* I... suppose there is a person or too who is always there for me... but they have to be... but they do make me laugh...

thepleasureisguilty

*I smirk and raise a brow at her asking about me filling the position* heh I fear I would bore or annoy you countess, besides I am /quite/ happy with my Devorak *I smirk at you*... And no one has to be there for you nadia, even the courtiers should be there for you but from what I hear they are more like squabbling children... It is someone who takes the time out of their day to properly make you laugh and smile... Now thats magic

Hmm perhaps, invite them to dinner tonight *I smile*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*The gears are turning in my head slowly, I don't realize that you're talking about Pasha until you say "My Devorak" My face lights up. Gods you are so tricky and I am so in love with you.*

"Quite bold of you, Mast..." *she doesn't look angry* "What a pleasant change. Most are not so straightforward with me." *She smiles to herself* "Magic, hm? I'll have to think about it..."

*she clears her throat* "Well in any case, if I'm going to dine with one Devorak I might as well have the complete set. Any qualms if I invite your dear sister?"

*I beam* Of course not! I'd love to see her. Thank you for your kindness, Nadia.

*She waves me off* "Think nothing of it." *and pulls a floor length burgundy piece from one of the shelves* "Thoughts on this one, Mast?"

thepleasureisguilty

*i simply smile as she practically admits her feelings for portia* and try not to make a fuss over it knowing that would discourage her. I beam whe. I see the burgundy garment. It is floor length robe like piece, that with a pair of tight black pants.* oooooOoo. I like this one

*I slip it on, the sleeves flowing and taper at my elbow the fabric after the tight band flowing down elegantly, the tie in the front closes securely around my waist revealing my chest nicely and the way it flows across and down my hips is comfortable and a little heavy

*it is open in the front revealing my torso and legs, i turn for the countess and for you*

What you think? *I strike a pose and grin*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I'm not sure if she invited my sister because she actually just wanted us both there, or if Pasha is the person in question that makes her laugh. Either way it feels like a success. I smile triumphantly. Which shifts to awe as you re dress and pose.* I I Incredible.... Mast you look... sooo good. *If nadia wasnt here I may not have been able to keep myself from pinning you again.*

"Yes Mast, that is quite the handsome combination if I do say so." *Nadia chimed.* "Oh doctor, I believe you're drooling” *She teased*

thepleasureisguilty

*I laugh at you, quite actually drooling, and turn to the countess* Nadia, if you do enjoy my boldness then please dont mind me asking... May I wear this to dinner tonight?

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia raises an eyebrow at you* "Only if you wear these shoes" *She hands you a pair of glittering gold flats* "It'll match the bath glitter you stole."

thepleasureisguilty

*I become suddenly bashful and take the shoes* hehe ...fair

*I slip them on, im not used to flats, there not good for city walking, but they are very comfortable and fit really well* thank you *I smile*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*She hums and taps her fingers to her chin.* "Follow me." *She turns and walks out, not actually checking to see if we're following. I grab out clothes, the tunic, and furs on or way out. I do have every intention of keeping them if I can. We enter back to his room, I set our haul down on the bed and Nadia opens a different door, this one has a complicated locking system. Once it opens she ushers us inside. The walls are filled with shelves and cases of jewelry. It takes my eyes a moment to adjust to all the light reflecting from all the gold in this room.* "There has to be a few tasteful accessories in here somewhere....A ha!" *She finds a shelf in the back full of things i suspect she had made for him and he never wore. She passes things to you. A gold  pair of drop earrings with rubies dangling from them. A black velvet choker with delicate strands of small rubies swooping from it. A combination ring/bracelet crafted from very thin gold chains.

thepleasureisguilty

*I follow, getting used to the shoes and watch her work in awe as she opens the complicated lock, i look at you to see if your as impressed as i am and gawk as she hands me the jewelry* wow these are beautiful

ask-a-slippery-boy

"And never worn I'm sure." *she tsked.*  "I'm quite certain they'll complete that ensemble..."

thepleasureisguilty

*I begin to put on the jewelry, polished, new... I hesitate with the choker... Not wanting to have an episode... I breath and tie it on the looser loop around my neck, it is surprisingly light and the weight rests on my sternal notch instead of around my throat like i thought it would, i smile thoughtfully* what do you think nadia?

ask-a-slippery-boy

*She looks you up and down, inspecting you. She walks in a circle around you* "Hmm... I can't believe we salvaged such an elegant look from Lucio's closet. Mast, you look very charming. Almost as good as only wearing tight pants and a fur." *She teased, but there was maybe a hit of a blush there*

thepleasureisguilty

*I smirk at her* i am glad you liked what i picked out too *I look past her and to you* and how about you my love what do you think? *I give you a much more sensual look*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I'm practically in tears with how stunning you look. The seductive look you flash me gives me goose bumps. I bite my lip and give you a shaky thumbs up*

thepleasureisguilty

*I laugh and blush at your response excited to see what you'll say/do when nadia’s not in the room*

ask-a-slippery-boy

“Julian, are you going to put a shirt on? Or were you planning on dining with us like that?” *I turn a deep shade of red and scramble to find the top I was wearing when I came in. While Nadia laugh softly at me.*

thepleasureisguilty

*I chuckle at you too always loving the sight of you embarrassed * ...nadia is there no shirts of lucio's that would suit Ily- julian

Unless you want him dressed as a servant for dinner *I Chuckle*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia purses her lips.* “Julian’s shoulders are much too broad. I can’t think of any shirts that would fit over him, and definitely not any that would go with those pants... maybe.... hmmm... wait here.” *she returns to the closet*

*i take the moment to grab you by the waist and kiss you like I’ve wanted to for the past 20 minutes*

thepleasureisguilty

*i kiss you back eagerly and happily*

Well this was interesting turn of events

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I laugh breathily* not exactly what I was expecting. Are you still having fun?

thepleasureisguilty

*I smile against your lips* yes I am still having a wonderful time with you, i love the looks on your face

Are you?

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I pull you into a kiss and groan* yes, a wonderful time... *I go back to kiss you again, but the countess returns before I get the chance.*

“I got this for him before I realized he was far too stubborn to branch out. I think it ought to suit you well enough....” *she hands me a bundle of silky fabric. I pull away from you and try it on. It’s a deep teal color and the fabric is so thin you can almost see through it. It was clearly made to be flowy, but it is a bit more form fitting on me. I leave the top several button undone, partially for fashion but mostly because they don’t close. Nadia nods to herself and slips into the jewelry room. She returns with a decorative ear cuff and a necklace that is just several thin silver chains of various lengths. I put them on. She looks thoughtful.* “Certainly and improvement. What do you think, Mast?”

thepleasureisguilty

*my eyes are practically sparkling as i look at you the silver reflects the copper of your hair and rests well amongst the hair on your chest, orange and blue, a complementary color palette that has always amazed me* your so beautiful *I finally say under my breath*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I blush deeply at your compliment.* “Yes, quite the handsome pair you make.” *Nadia agrees.* “Julian you should try blues more often I think. Anyways, dinner should be done soon, shall we?”

thepleasureisguilty

*I hold out my arm for you and smile* I think so... *I let nadia walk in front of us and squeeze your ass as we follow*