#and apparently theres a close up on her ass too

[karamad]

late night practicing hours

pairings: sub!momo x dom!reader

cw: degradation, humiliation, smut, slight age gap momo has a dick for the anti g!p ppl

noticed theres almost no sub momo fics:/:/ illegal i fear! lets change it

you've been dancing for the past 3 hours without a break in sight. your new dance teacher, apparently one of the best there is, was too mesmerized by your tits to focus on teaching you actual dance moves..

of course you noticed, but you tried to ignore it. your next big performance isnt far after all, you need to be perfect. you were struggling with a particular move that required your hands but even with momo demonstrating it you couldnt seem to master it. "could you maybe guide me trough it?" you asked her. that question alone already turned her brain to mush.. she'll get to touch you??

"uhm.. sure, i can do that..!"

she slowly steps right behind you and takes your hands into hers. "watch closely please" you hear her say before moving your hands with hers. although you were starting to grasp it you suddenly felt something poke your ass? maybe she had something in her pocket you thought.. but you were proven wrong when you accidentally bucked your ass into her crotch and heard a soft whimper in your ear.. momo got a hard-on. so many thoughts go trough your head in one second- should you ignore it? you tried brushing it off but when you heard a whimper fall from her lips once again you turned around with a stern face. "unnie... did you seriously get turned on from watching me dance?"

"n-no.." she mustered out in such a quiet tiny voice. cute. you look down and grab her bulge softly "whats this then?"

she looks away in embarrassment, she can't believe she got hard because of a girl shes training, what a disgrace. you start squeezing her harder, forcing a whimper out of her "are you really that much of a slut that you get hard because of your student?" she tries to turn around and run away to avoid the situation she put herself in but you tightly hug her waist from behind. "cant run away now unnie.. lets finish what you started." you whispered in her ear.

she thinks about giving in once you start kissing her neck, making sure you're leaving marks all over. she cant control herself, thoughts full of only your mouth on her body. "please" she mutters out.

you grin "do you think youre in any position to ask for anything? you should be happy im even touching a pervert like you."

you know shes strong, you know she could easily overpower and push you away, but she doesnt. she pushes into you, needing more. you slowly pull her pants down, softly groping her over her boxers. "please.. please more" she begs. you consider it, you really do, but she's so fun to mess with. you push her against a wall "please what unnie?" she whimpers again. "please touch me more mommy"

you take her cock out of her boxers. "open up baby" you whisper, holding your fingers in front of her mouth. before she can fully open her mouth you push your fingers so deep into her mouth having her suck on them. "be quiet and take it like the slut you are." bringing your hands down you start pumping her hard cock.

she keeps moaning so loud as you jerk her off.. "hm? want everyone to hear how much of a slut you are for your student?" she shakes her head murmuring a small no.

you notice her breathing becoming irregular "coming so fast?" you pout at her, but she doesnt answer. "answer when you're spoken to" you said, turning her head to you harshly. poor girl looks so lost in pleasure, begging for a kiss from you. you smirk finally placing your lips on hers, immediately starting to explore her mouth with your tongue. "c-coming" she says softly. you continue pleasuring her "it's okay baby, let it out"

she comes with a long whine, shaking in your arms. "shh its okay love, i got you" you whisper, holding her tightly in your arms.

"let's get you cleaned up yeah?"

a/n: repost AGAIN🥰 third times the charm if g!p annoys you so much write it urself! quit whining and get to writing

[wembleygoodboy]

Wembley, may I ask where you got your name? Were you named after the puppet?

itis actuolly kindof a Lomg Storey, so iwill let dadmom tellit! 😊👍 (it also doubols as My Orogin Storey!)

[story time! this is gonna be a long one, so strap in, ahaha

so, i went to college for music (education and performance; flute performance, specifically. i can wipe my ass w that degree now tho lol), so i was in a couple different ensembles at any given time. in 2013, we were playing a multi-movement piece called "3 Ayres from Gloucester" by Hugh Stuart. the 3rd movement is called "The Fiefs of Wembley." you can listen to a performance of it here. wembley is apparently a location within london. think "wembley stadium!"

i always joked with my fellow flutist friend (we'll call her M) who i shared a stand with that Wembley sounded like the name of a mischievous cat. "wembley get off the counter!!!" "UGH NO why always on the carpet, wembley?!" etc. it helped that the tune itself totally sounds like the theme song of a somewhat skittish yet naughty little cat, parading around causing chaos until he's spotted, then darting away.

on october 3rd, 2013, i came into rehearsal and find M looking pretty distraught. i ask whats up, and shes like "i think i saw a kitten in the middle of the club lawn, it was just laying there, maybe its hurt, idk what to do!" im like okay lets check it out together, and our conductor (huge sweetheart) gives us the okay to go investigate.

sure enough, theres a tiny black blob just laying there in the middle of the lawn; not hidden away in the bushes where a mama cat wouldve left him. as we approached, the blob got up and awkwardly darted away towards the lil decorative pine shrubs dividing the lawn from a small parking lot. we followed it, and there he was: a small black kitten, crouched in terror, hiding in the shelter of the shrubbery.

i dont remember when exactly it happened, but it suddenly dawned on me. i turned to my friend. "M... its WEMBLEY..."

we tried to coax him out to no avail- not even food would persuade him, and he looked very thin- and he was a bit too close to the road for our comfort, so i asked my roommate to keep an eye on the lil guy while M and i went back to rehearsal. after it ended, we recruited a small gaggle of band geeks to capture the kitten. it was the bassoon player who finally caught him, plucking him out of a miniature shrub he'd tried to climb.

i swaddled wembley up in a black bandana i kept in my back pocket (for the Fashion™️), hopped into my roommate's car with my stuff, and headed back with my roommate to our little on-campus apartment. as i stood in the living room, waiting for him to bring our stuff from the car, wembley began to purr in my arms :,)

(to be fair, cats may purr to self-soothe when theyre stressed; its not exclusively an indicator of pleasure. but. Still, lol.)

turns out lil wembley was only a month old: just old enough for solid food, thankfully, but much younger than the age at which kittens are generally separated from their mothers for adoption, which generally occurs after 3 months. he also had a sprained leg, which made walking very difficult and painful for him. the leg was likely the reason he was abandoned by his feral mother, as if he couldnt keep up, she couldnt afford to stop for him when she likely had a whole litter to care for. understandable, but her loss was my (and wembley's!) gain. 💚

i had to tame him, as he was feral, and EXTREMELY fearful of humans, but i spent hours that night sitting on the opposite side of the bathroom, slowly earning his trust until, little by little, i was able to scoot close enough to him to pet him. he'd obviously never been petted before; the look on his little face was pure magic. he completely opened up to me after that moment.

i totally had myself fooled, thinking id find a home for him once his leg was all healed up (my vet major pal showed me how to make him a splint), but... then he started sleeping with me and... well..... yeah. nope. he was my son, and i was his dadmom.

and i always will be. 💚

BONUS PICTURES:

the first picture i ever took of Wembley (thats the bottom of a red solo cup i sewed fabric around so he could drink water from it without risking him getting cut on the plastic):

baby's first petting 💚:

he relaxed a lot after discovering the joy of Petting :)

settling down for his first night with us, too sleepy for this world 💚:

days later, with his lil foot in a splint, sitting in his temporary makeshift litterbox. the Poopie Prince!

...TL;DR, its the name of a part of london, and i chose it because of an instrumental piece of music. coulda just said that, i suppose, but I'll ALWAYS jump at the chance to tell wembley's Origin Story and share baby pics, ahaha 💚

-dadmom]

[brainrotdotorg]

im making this post for. fucking NO ONE LMAO but i saw @sydmarch's fucking bonkers post about measurehead being openly racist to "his babe" (named katya) and it boggled my mind so much that i was like. yanno what. I'm gonna find out more about this chick. so strap in because the patented Niche Character Lover is gonna do some digging on this extremely niche character.

Let's get started by checking her wiki page! Here is what we have to work with:

Literally fucking nothing. Okay cool. Here's the very little amount of information we have:

Her name is Katya

She's Graadian

She's in a relationship with Measurehead (and calls him by his real name, Jean-Luc)

She is one of multiple "measurehead babes" it seems

cool okay so theres some preliminary information. all extremely basic stuff. I dove into FAYDE to see what I could find, and there are a few details to be gleaned.

Our explanation for why she's with him in the first place! She buys into the bullshit, "craniometric perfection", a fellow believer of racist bullshit. She buys into it hard core, as seen here:

"Transcends the merely sexual"-- she worships this guy!

Anyway, she's also into 'men with guns and power', implied here she may be flirting a little bit even with the lil hair twirl. Makes some idle conversation with Harry and Kim as they wait:

[Og]996.MEASUREHEAD'S BABE - "Don't worry. Physical stuff like this is *really* easy for Measurehead. Mental stuff too. He's really spiritual, you know." She looks around.

[Og]2.MEASUREHEAD'S BABE - "It's late outside, isn't it? You guys must really like doing what you do. To be out so late..." She turns to behold the behemoth appearing around the corner, approaching the gates.

(good with the mental and spiritual... sure, okay)

They seem to have some level of... I guess "tenderness" for each other? Calling one another pet names and whatnot, okay, I guess we could call it that. Interesting to see her not be a million percent on his side all the time, she actually asks him to give Harry a chance.

In fact, she's quite amenable to a shift in control. Loyal, she is not!

She did say she was into power, to be fair, and Harry's the new guy on top once he beats MH's ass, so that makes sense.

Katya is also sometimes used as a mouthpiece for ALL the babes (iirc there are 3?) as seen here

god they are down FEROCIOUS!!

Cockmanship above all else!! (this could just be a biased harry-ism ofc so. grain of salt!)

But here's the thing- you know the dick isn't even good, because, as syd brought to my attention... MEASUREHEAD CAN'T SEEM TO FUCKIN GET IT UP FOR THEM BECAUSE HES SO RACIST.

(screenshots taken directly from their post) ... so, like, what the fuck, right? Well, apparently when you go off to talk to Measurehead privately, it's about the babes. Lets see what he has to say.

She also doesn't seem to like being ogled by guys other than Measurehead. At least, not by Harry, who she views as genetically inferior.

(This is gonna veer less into Katya-specific territory, but is gonna lean into more about MH's views on women. Which I was actually wondering about earlier tonight, how serendipitous)

This isn't relevant, it's just table setting. I thought it was funny. Anyway, once you get through some nationalist BS, we get to the meat of the matter. Or should I say the meat and potatoes of the matter? no i shouldnt

okay. so. lots going on here.

uh. after this he starts talking about semen retention yeah man we've all heard it you don't bust nuts yadda yadda semen reserves whatever. this is pretty much as close as we get from measurehead himself about what... that whole deal is. he lied before, about not being able to get hard for his babes, at least thats the context that im getting. he's TURNED ON by them, he says so himself. but he won't admit it in a public forum, only when its just him and harry.

he... he literally cant justify himself how he's racist AND attracted to those in the racial group he demeans. it's just all faux-intellectual bullshit. i don't know what else i expected! this leaves a lot of questions, though-- did MH and his babes talk this out? do they realized just how hard theyre being fetishized? i mean, they buy into the race pseudoscience shit. oh, god, its most likely a case of "im special, im different, im the exception" that happens too often. thats all speculation; but in my mind, thats the most likely result.

This has strayed away from Katya, let's bring it back to our gal. What else can we learn about her?

Well, unfortunately, not much. I tried my hardest to look for every other instance where she speaks, and there aren't many. Only 65, from my count, and a good chunk of those are just lil dialogue blips.

These last two facts are what I could find that seemed significant:

When Harry says that he's going to stop drinking, she gives us the only real indicator we have of her personal past- her mother was an alcoholic, and she's pretty blasè about it. Okay girl casual loredrop

...and Measurehead eats her out. And apparently she enjoys it. okay. (or she could just be posturing, notice she doesnt say that it makes HER pussy say "yes plenty" so...)

and hey, just to tie it all up, here's all the shit that katya and the other babes just say casually when you walk by em:

 "Measurehead crushes all."

"More than enough to please a woman." (further proving the theory that they do fuck, still not enough to support any hypotheses that he's any good at it)

"Measurehead is a powerful man."

"The future belongs to Measurehead."

"Nobody comes close to Measurehead."

"You're the right stuff, Measurehead."

"No man matches Measurehead."

"Measurehead makes all men quiver." (sus)

 "Oh, Measurehead!"

 "Measurehead is *law*."

 "Everyone should try to be more like Measurehead."

"No one will get past you!"

"Just look at him, the wonderful hunk."

"Not soft and weak like other men."

 "Measurehead's amazing!"

"I dream about you all the time."

I don't really know what I did this for or even if i found out anything significantly new but. god. so many questions. what are the other babes like? what are their names? how did measurehead find/indoctrinate them? were they already brainwashed? so many questions!!!!!!!!

IN CONCLUSION i think katya and the two other babes should unionize and start their own polycule without him and also get. un-brainwashed. thanks

[teeth--thief]

HI UM! i was just looking through your blog and i saw that you really like toptunov and. ummm yeah me too AUSHSHSNSNSNA im so excited :33

i was wondering if u had any resources to learn a bit about him? im gonna read through the books on the drive but if theres anything specific on him i would love to know !!! i read midnight in chernobyl so there's that! but if theres anything else

and um yeah! his whole story and being is so. captivating to me. he was just a guy!!! he told jokes ajd AUGHHH can u tell that im insane

Wow that is so odd that you'd ever think I have an interest in that man. I'm a serious and respectable researcher. So anyway, let's get into my girlfriend, dead wife and favourite boy - Lyonya!

I'm afraid there isn't one definite source to read to learn all about him... what he was up to after the explosion is described in a particularly gut wrenching way in the book by Yuri Shcherbak, (not the translated one, the Russian original) if that's something you're interested in. Midnight in Chernobyl is probably the book to read if one is interested in his person, there's little else you can learn about him from other books, sadly.

I can share any and all interesting bits I do know about him that aren't just in any particular... thing... that I have learnt up until this point in my quest to find out absolutely everything. For starters in Midnight in Chernobyl, Sasha Korol claimed our dear Lyonya got into a drunken fight with the thermodynamics tutor, right? Well, Lyonya's room-mate from collage says otherwise :)

Y.I. (I'd rather not put him on blast in case he'd prefer to keep a low profile) commented under Kupnyi's interview with Korol:

The translation is in the alt text but the jist is this: there was never any fight with any tutor or professor or anyone else (Y.I. says Toptunov was "non-confrontational"). There was, however, an argument between Lyonya and another student, which got reported to the higher ups by a professor who witnessed the whole thing. And yes, his dad saved his ass, just like it's described in the book. Not something he would have been saved from that easily if he actually beat up a member of the teaching staff, I reckon.

Korol is an unreliable narrator, unfortunately. Nothing against him, I'm sure his objective in life is not to make Toptunov look bad, if the fact that they had each others' keys and were always real... close together in pictures - hey, I'm not judging, you guys do you - is anything to go by, but to me it's pretty clear that the years took their toll on him. Perhaps he wanted to make Lyonya seem cooler.

He worked (or interned?) in Kiev, in the Department of Nuclear Safety and Control of Reliability of Reactor Installations. Maybe that's where that one mysterious photo of him, in which nobody knows what he's doing, comes from...

Another interesting thing? Apparently Lyonya wasn't too keen on being a Lyonya. He preferred being called Lyosha. Okay, well, what does that even mean? asks any non-Slavic speaker at this moment. It means that he used a diminutive not for his name - Leonid - when introducing himself, but for the name Aleksey. So much so that in an interview with Stolyarchuk, he just straight up calls him "Aleksey Toptunov". Lyosha is also how (at least one of) his Prypiat neighbours knew him. Given that his name was not that popular in his generation, maybe he felt as if it was too old school... an Old Man's Name.

There are two lost media... bits regarding him, too. I learned about both from @/toptunovleonid on Instagram who is THE Toptunov expert, truly. Nobody does it like she does, 10/10, I'd trust her with my life. One is an apparent article from around 2015 claiming that he was in the collage choir for a short period of time and another being medical documents, perhaps related to army admission or training. He was apparently 185cm and 86kg at, I'm guessing, 18-19. There is literally no "professional" explanation as to why and what do I know this for.

With this weirdly specific titbit, I'm done. For now, at least. Can't share all the things at once, can I? Hope you enjoyed this alarmingly long post. Next time I shall share Every Picture I Have Found Of Him. Perhaps. We'll see.

[lightlycareless]

CHAPTER 35 IS HITTING LIKE ALL MY FAVORITE TROPES,, the ao3 outage earlier this week KILLED me right during my standard "rereading the latest chapter over and over" frenzy,,,

this one had me throwing my phone on my bed and covering my face w my hands like a flustered maiden. losing my fucking shit the entire time

the sudden "theres something going on that all the staff are whispering about" had me like,, what the fuck is going on,, is someone DEAD? and a momentary "HOW MANY MONTHS HAS IT BEEN SINCE THAT ULTIMATUM" and then its naoya's dumb ass getting himself sick. i'd be annoyed at him if it weren't for the incredible scenes this grants us later in the chapter

(and its also SO FUNNY *how* he got sick-- literally stranded in some cursed energy zone all pathetic and alone. just like my sad kicked dog description i keep using for him. he is embodying it fully and truly.)

when naoya's staff came up to y/n like "its about naoya's health we need you" i was like "ohh the drama is he gonna die without her there or something" and,, turns out thats exactly it he probably would've died from refusing to take medicine if she weren't there. glorious. hes so pathetic its unreal (affectionate)

THEYRE FINALLY ALONE TOGETHER AGAIN,, it feels like its been so long and it apparently has been for him-- feeling like its been centuries since hes seen her. ME TOO MF MAYBE IF YOU WERE LESS OF AN ASSHOLE WE COULDVE BEEN HERE EARLIER

"it feels like you could literally do just about anything with him and he wouldn't be able to stop it" - "you were sure you could control him" Y/N,, GIRL,, YOU WANNA TOP HIM SO BAD OOO YOU WANT TO DOM HIM SO BAD. IM CHEERING FOR YOU (she might've been thinking more about murder. but i know what i was thinking) that followed by the "holding the cup directly to his lips to make him drink" scene is killing me. im going insane for them.

she FINALLY gets to interrogate his ass and he CAN'T go anywhere or do anything about it this whole scene was AMAZING. we get so much added dimension to both of them with y/n finally getting to snap on him somewhat and say/ask all the things she's been hiding, and naoya finally showing a little bit of that vulnerability with the discussion about the records and his mother. there's SO much going on here and i can't WAIT to see how that's gonna unfold in the next chapter ft. all sorts of flashbacks

i would read like 35 more chapters of just these sick shenanigans going on tbh. naoya's pov during this kinda thing would be so interesting too-- how deliriously out of it is he actually? is he gonna be absolutely mortified at this behavior when he's more lucid? i could also imagine him pretending to be sick for wayyy longer than he really is just so y/n won't leave,,,

outstanding showstopping amazing. i cant wait to see whats next!

Hi!!!! AAAA sorry for taking a while to get back to your ask, however I must say that when I saw this pop up on my inbox I was going through somewhat of a sad moment, and this made me very happy :’) So thank you!! 😭❤️❤️❤️❤️

Now onto the juicy details…

I’m 100% aware that I’ve been writing nothing less than indulging tropes… AND I’M GLAD ABOUT IT HAHAHAH I’M NEVER GONNA STOP

I think I might’ve been a bit dramatic when writing the reaction from the staff. But after everything that happened… there’s no other way for them to react 😂 The never-ending drama in the Naoya-Y/N soap opera has them on edge, they saw this coming and was only a matter of waiting when it would occur.

It makes me wonder what Naobito’s opinion about this whole charade was 🤔 From disappointment towards his son, to amusement when hearing that Naoya has been incessantly calling for Y/N. He probably lurked around as close as he could to get a better look of what was happening, maybe even bringing some popcorn to enjoy the show. Y/N was right to assume that his family would’ve intervened to force her into aiding Naoya, although… not because they cared but rather because Naobito was tired of things being boring.

Omg… who does he ship Y/N with? Naoya or Naoaki? WTF am I even saying lmao 😂 I need to log off.

As for the timeline… please don’t ask me about it AHAHAH I feel like after all the things that happened, if I were to sit down and determine how much time has passed since the beginning of the story… it would probably be like 5 years or so lol —well, it certainly feels like it anyways. But I will set a time frame in the following chapters to give you an example of how long it’s been, if it’s believable anyways 😂 Thank god it’s fiction AMIRITE? (excuse my lazy writing 😭)

Anyways, the way he got sick is exactly as you described: overall pathetic. There really is no better words to say, serves to show how he’s slowly losing himself 💀😂 ah, poor Naoya, but can’t say he doesn’t deserve it. I wonder what he actually did in those missing days?

I’m very surprised y/n was involved at all for there’s no way the staff didn’t know of their tumultuous relationship. This more likely than not could’ve worsened his situation… and if she was truly vengeful she could’ve taken this chance to kill him and yet, they still had faith on her, believed she would somehow ignore all the horrible things he had done to her and do the right thing. And in that matter, they don’t deserve Y/N lol. Once again if she were a bit more unhinged, she could easily be a Tomie-type of character… but where’s the fun in that? (at least for what I have in mind, not gonna say that writing that kind of story isn’t intriguing hehe)

Well, the threat of her being forced by her in-laws lingered in the back of her mind, perhaps even her main motivator, but all things considered she decided to do so because, well, she’s not completely evil. She should’ve been a bit harsher… but well, that doesn’t really align to the values she was taught with.

Talking about the alone part… wow. It has been a while since we saw them together like that; like what, 10 chapters? Lol Still, if Y/N had been that unhinged she could’ve been like “I’m taking my ladies with me AND Naoaki for my well-being” and that would’ve murdered Naoya and his staff immediately. HAHAHAH Can you imagine that though? Still, I won’t say that doesn’t sound a bit ridiculous 😂 the whole family reunited in his room lol.

But yeah!! It’s been so long, and it’s finally happening… under relatively normal conditions where Naoya isn’t terrorizing her. It does make me wonder how their time at the ryokan during their honeymoon was like… I might write about it… some snippets here and there (or if someone wants to send in an ask of what they think happened heheh) anyways, her being in this position of power is a bit unnerving to her, and within reason. From being berated almost daily, to being in a situation where she can literally do anything and who’s gonna stop her?????

Well, Y/N isn’t that crazy like Naoya, but I’m sure she’ll make the most out of this situation anyways.

AS FOR THE TOPPING IMPLICATION…. Damn. I didn’t even think about it like that hahah I was out here imagining how “Y/N wants to beat him up, make him suffer, so he can get a taste of what she’s been through………….” And then you show me the other side of the coin where she might want to top him DAMN that’s an interesting perspective of something that might happen further down the road…. AHAHAHHAHA I won’t say anything more.

Either way, not that the aspect of “intimacy” has been brought up, for me those moments that Y/N was taking care of Naoya felt… well, intimate, if that makes sense. Probably a delusion from my side, but it’s the kind of domestic things I want to see happening between the two 😭 no more drama or fighting, just the two being in a healthy, happy relationship. Like Naoya coming back injured from a mission and Y/N tending for him because she cares for him, not because she’s being forced or because Naoya was acting stupid or whatever.

But we shall see, we’re getting somewhere after all :>

The highlights of this chapter would definitely be Naoya opening up to Y/N (although a bit, and when he’s not 100% him, but it’s something…) and Y/N talking (or more like demanding) to know about the records and why he’s acting like that… even though she doesn’t believe him that much lol.

NGL I’m excited for the next chapter, it’s going to be flashbacks that will certainly affect their relationship—something I’ve been wanting to write too! Like, I hadn’t said anything about Tomoko outside of Naoaki’s perspective, but what about Naoya?! What’s his relationship with her like? How was she during her last days at the Estate? And for Y/N, HOW DID MINAKO DIE? Oof, very interesting indeed.

The following chapter, whether for the worse or for the better, is necessary for their marriage. As well as his sickness :> We’re finally getting development for the two yall!!

Anyways, thank you so much for your patience and support! We’re slowly moving forward to the “good stuff” that I cannot WAIT to post!!! There’s also a few more tropes (I guess) that I want to introduce… some that I think are very obvious (of course, because I know what’s happening lmao) 😂 but I can’t help but indulge on them!!!! It’s like an addiction, I must… have… it.

Once again, thank you so much for being patient with me during this short break 🥺❤️ I hope you like the next chapters!! Take care, have a wonderful week, and hope to see you soon!!

[junkdyke]

girlies im home from the war (Pride weekend in San Francisco)

theres blood on my jeans because i cut myself on the glass of a busted car i danced on top of in Stud Alley, where people danced and fucked and did rituals and climbed up on the rooftops, gay and trans debauchery style

i made out with a 36 years old, deaf butch, i really need to learn how to sign, i danced with a gorgeous black stem who apparently went to my highschool and graduated the year after me, somehow we never crossed paths until now in a totally different city, i tattooed a bunch of kweers, a couple of them being cute ass dykes who have offered me space on their couch for when i come back to work there again

went out to party with my ukranian mentor, who said i drank like a bitch so i swallowed half a bottle of tequila in one gulp in front of her just to prove a point, she got me and my friend too many shots, but i lived bitch

i got asked out on an actual, real, proper date-date from someone back here in LA that I'd met months ago, somehow i manifested in because i had literally been thinking about messaging her just a couple days prior

my friend and i flashed our tiddies all weekend and got so close so quick, it was such a fun, magical, busy, fruitful weekend, i can't fucking wait to go back. Thanks SF, happy pride dykes! 🫶🏾

[nonsenuser]

jjk characters and their tim hortons orders 🍁☕️ I originally posted this on twitter but its also going here now :))

yuji itadori: simple, but classic, iced capp. even in the winter when it's -40 degrees outside and the worker kinda looks at him funny for ordering one at that time of year

megumi fushiguro: dark roast coffee. no sugar, no creamer, nothing. weirdo

nobara kugisaki: raspberry lemonade, but she hates this place and would much rather go to starbucks

satoru gojo: any crazy specialty iced capp (like oreo iced capp for example) but he prefers starbucks frapps over these

suguru geto: 1/2 french vanilla 1/2 coffee in the winters and in the summers he gets his iced coffee from mcdonalds (bc dollar drink days) (these are my orders btw)

toji fushiguro: small double double and he chugs the whole thing before crushing the cup in his hand and throwing it onto the sidewalk he also knows the employees quite well and sometimes they give him free timbits

maki zenin: she's not a huge fan of the drinks but she's down for an everything bagel (toasted with butter)

toge inumaki: he actually works there

panda: also works at tims but he eats the donuts sometimes (they taste like shit tho)

mahito: biebs brew, bieber balls, bieber piss(?) and owns all the tim biebs merchno one knows why he's so passionate about this collab, in fact he doesn't even know who justin bieber is

kento nanami: green tea + old fashioned plain donut

the employees love him bc he never complains if they're taking too long with his order, especially during busy hours

sukuna: PLOT TWIST, he's a manager (not at inumaki/pandas location). weirdly good at his job, cares for his employees and wishes for all tims workers to unionize (theres acc a few locations that r unionized?? didn't find out until literally right now)

kenjaku: orders weird customizations during busy hours

will ask for his order to be remade over little things, ex. "my coffee is a degree too cold" 

calls the sizes tall/grande/venti like it's Starbucks 

often fights the manager (sukuna)

choso: will buy drinks for his brothers but he's not a big coffee drinker 

if he's hungry and he happens to be there, he'll get a sundried tomato asiago bagel (THAT SHIT DOES NOT LOOK EDIBLE BUT IT'S FINE I SWEAR!)

naoya zenin: ordered a cold brew once & hated it sm his dramatic ass puked in the tims bathroom (employees had a fun time cleaning up that mess) 

now only goes to tims if it's the only location w/ a public bathroom nearby and he rlly has to go

he prefers second cup (twin )

ieiri shoko: BREAKFAST COMBOOOO sausage biscuit sandwich + same drink as suguru or double double + hashbrown 

during exam season she would down like 4-5 large coffees a day

iori utahime: jalapeno bagel with cream cheese, she'll get her coffee from smwhr else cuz she thinks tims coffee tastes like unwashed asshole

noritoshi kamo: his favourite food is apparently coffee so he is extremely passionate about how shit tims is

thinks ordering from there will damage the clans reputation or something?

mai & momo: the other 2 anti-tim hortons kyoto students

kasumi miwa: thinks the new! thirst quenchers taste sweet and doesn't really understand the passionate tims hate from the others

aoi todo: met itadori at a tim hortons and bonded over their common drink orders + taste in women 

insists they've been going on tims runs after school since they were kids but that obviously isn't true

yu haibara: iced capps + these cherry blossom donuts that r discontinued fuck u tim hortons genuinely fuck u 

also thank god haibara didn't live to see the drop in tim hortons donut quality

hakari & kirara: dozen assorted donuts for the fight club (but only if krispy kreme is not an option) kirara's fave is maple dip

hiromi higuruma: theres actually an aroma espresso bar near his work (he prefers that) but if it's closed he goes to the nearby tims to grab an orange pekoe tea before he goes home

reggie star: dark roast with like 5 sugars, when he goes up to the counter he almost always drops all his loonies and toonies on the floor and it takes him FOREVER to pick them up (short nail struggles) 

always makes small talk with other ppl in line

uro: the powdered sugar timbits with jelly inside and raspberry lemonade. got mad when yuuta said he knows a guy who gives him free timbits

ryu: orders through drive thru and takes FOREVER to decide which sandwich combo he wants which causes the drive thru lineup to get so long 

also really likes boston cream donuts

hajime kashimo: any cheese melt, he wasn't expecting sukuna to be a tims manager, took them a while to process that one 

assorted timbits are also another fave

charles bernard:

[satsuha]

long ass seiyasu rambling

i think the kind of rarepair that is like "they're in the same general group but aren't shown interacting much" is my fave kind bc there are parts of their lives that are shared no matter what even if we dont get to see it and i love thinking about those parts...

with seiyasu specifically i cant decide which past setting i like for them so i just juggle them all in my head 🥹 i like childhood friends but i dont think they would have ever been close enough to really call it that.. but yasu's reasoning for abandoning botan as a friend was to not make her sad if she were to find out about the wyrmclan leaders' short lifespans and as the heir to his clan seimei wouldve already been aware of that... theres a bit of evidence that the wyrmclan leaders knew each other prior to becoming a leader (yasu talks about mitsu before she was a leader) and nobu and mitsu were childhood friends despite their families disapproving but i also think sei was the kind to keep to himself so i like the idea of yasu just being curious about him from afar ever since they were young... catching a glimpse of him during big ceremonies and whenever he had to visit the ox territory for his duties...

then theres the current timeline of events that we see through the game's story.. yasu is shown in the chamber of light in a clawful caper's epilogue as they talk about seimei's supposed disappearance and im constantly wondering if the other wyrmclan leaders knew about the truth of his mission?? bc sei does mention that it was a secret mission but i wouldnt have thought it would be a secret to the other leaders.. and no one follows up w this either 😭 yoshitsune knew because rikugo informed her and seimei also apparently called for her help (im a bit skeptical as to whether this is the truth bc yoshitsune was also just aware of doman's movements while helping the mukuroshu)

and right after that was the events of fortune's fray where yasu does show up, supposedly at seimei's request... 🥹 if yasu really wasnt aware of sei's secret mission its nice to think about him hurrying to alberia to his aid once he found out sei was alive...

fortune's fray is really nice bc even tho it focuses on luca and elly more theres still the fact that yoshitsune and probably also ieyasu recognizing nameless as sei... i feel like its implied yoshitsune trained with sei a bit (she was close to rikugo, mentions being close to an onmyoji in the past so might have a rough grasp of onmyodo, sei's main attack shikigami are also birds) but the way yasu talks sounds like he figured out it was sei too and hffhgjfh its good...

dont think ive ever talked about this but their appearance in saiga story is also nice, i like that yasu was the one who proposed that saiga leads the assault into the mukuroshu base and probably ordered addis to support him... meanwhile i feel like gozu is there bc sei doesnt trust saiga

i was already exploding at the illust with all the wyrmclan leaders but shingen's story was really the cherry on top... its so cute how they went on a trip together and while we still dont see seiyasu interact bc its mostly one-on-one interactions between shingen and the others its still ...?? they were traveling together... its only a group of 6 and nobumitsu + shingen fudo would obviously stick together... im not delusional right.. even in yukimura story yasu is the one to deliver seimei's message fjdjjdg why?? please answer me cytendo (im joking)

im really not sure why i wrote this much i just like talking about the same thing again and again ♥️ seiyasu love

[nature-played-a-trick-on-me]

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literally like this makes me think about the failed therapy again and it makes me so madddddddddddddd also like the irony of getting assaulted in front of my old therapy place like what on earth. close to there is no god level of shite. not doing shit to help me and then i get assaulted and i genuinely think that incident caused me to spiral more and become an unmanageable child from hell. like i was 14 at most and maybe a year after that i was essentially kicked out by my dad. once at my mum i didnt dare leave the house anymore and no one did anything like what the fuckkkkkkkkk

and then the stalker guy at my old place who assaulted a girl and then beat her up......... feels like im incurable at this point like theres people whove been through way worse things and got better. but sometimes it feels like its not gonna get better and anyone who likes me and is a good genuine person who respects my boundaries will tire of me and my distancing and will just leave lol

and i tried therapy 2yrs ago and the conclusion was that they couldnt help me bc of my zoning out which they did nothing about. at all. and like not to mention the psychological torture and physical abuse that make the therapy setting in itself extremely triggering. hence the zoning out after 15 minutes. and its so useless too because i will literally forget things. literallyfucking forgot i was assaulted like i was asked about it in therapy and i was like no and hten in the car on the way home i was like ohmygodinheaven that fucking ALSO FUCKING HAPPENED and everything feels so ironic like i think i couldve gotten adequate treatment if i didnt dissociate so badly and if id been able to talk and remember things id likely get a diagnosis that could get me proper treatment but my symptoms were/are too bad. only pieced things together this spring or so bc i wanted to try therapy again and recalled that 3/4 went under the radar so i wrote everything down over a week and more kept cropping up and i was like what on earth is this. like someone running after me and yelling she was gonna kill me was the least terrible thing i actually ended up scratching it out because it was bad but doesnt haunt/bother me like the other things.

no therapy or anything so now i just spend about a third to half my time reliving the worst moments of my life and i just have to be normal about that and try to live with it bc nothing can apparently be done or the expertise just isnt there. ?????????????????????????????????????

like i have 0 specialised professional support and if i were to appy to therapy id have to wait over 3 months to get treatment and i just know it will be half assed again. i went into my last therapy with trust and dedication and i was willing to crush my entire soul to get through treatment just to be told they couldnt do anything for me bc i 'zoned out'. they discussed my case in their regional team meeting and unanimously decided to send me home to do 'fun things' to take my mind off 'the bad things'.

guess what, school and sports and friends are fun until my skin crawls most of the time and i want to stop existing. the fun also causes the 'bad things'. this thing with this guy could be wonderful but instead im having migraines.

[am-artist]

the wilds s2 e7 girls!! we are close to the end and i am close to the end of my rope

the fact they let gretchen twist these kids’ trauma into making them listen to her is so fucking sick! where is nora! what horrifying thing are we going to learn about seth!

wow the child casting is so good on this show

happy montage is way too happy what’s happening now. oh mommy abandonment issues? oh child self-harm lovely. well was expecting worse as the SA backstory but here we are

what’s so good with the girls is they all have their ups and downs / moments where they step up for the team. also this is rachel’s season i love her & her fucking self-determination.

fatin it must be said has also been flawless team mom the whole season.

seth needs a jumpscare at this point

of course seth is the #nice guy hung up on a girl friend dating someone else. please tell me he does not assault her while shes drunk.

fatin’s kanken backpack still holding up bless

kirin and josh’s friendship is good, but kirin’s mentality is a bit screwy and the influence is 50/50 good and bad. toxic masculinity is a bitch is the moral here. nice job gang.

poor fucking henry trying to passively coast through the entire mess on the island

seth and henry’s home dynamic is so specific and weird. not really feeling the focus on seth’s nice boy act. and since back home he has the girl and whatever now im expecting some other drama to unravel him enough to land in therapy with gretchen.

god seth makes me so uncomfortable with the buddy buddy look at me im so nice act. show some contrition or honesty jesus. you assaulted someone!!!! theres no reset button asshole!!!!

rachel being that girl once more. she gets through to leah. she gets through to toni. she gets through to herself.

just now connecting dots to dot’s dad and martha….. yeah ow

me @ seth when hes talking to henry: stay away from her! get a job!

even more so because seth clearly has a hand in this island bullshit so hes just! letting it happen! fuckkkk him!! so hard!!!!

why are we all moving on from this assault so casually gang. seth has to fucking psychologically admit to it at some point. yes his stance is logical but i feel like they should still make him face his actions not just circle around them via niceties.

oh hes going to do something insane to the boyfriend isnt he.

OH THE FUCKING CAT

leah bi confirmed thru her crush list babey

i have mixed feelings about shoni this season

well there goes the haircut. shelby’s bangs and wig are bad.

is there a second mole on the girls’ island??? i forget if this has been established before.

i feel for raf so bad bc hes got one singular friend who brought him into the fold & who he wants to help but that friend is a fucking piece of shit.

GOD seth’s complete refusal to act anything but jocularly normal is driving me insane.

ok well it’s driving everyone else insane too apparently! thank you showrunners.

oh yeah full abusive obsessive #nice guy it checks out. still not connecting the dots with what made him assault josh but the whole vibe is cohesively terrible. henry has it right.

oh my god gretchen shut the fuck up this guy needed an actual therapist not your enabling ass

honestly i keep saying this but she’s such a failure this whole experiment is such a flop. her dumbass justification is so stupid. terf logic

oh my god THIS random guy who knows leah??? are you joking

as stupid as it is gretchen’s awful son being her downfall would be just satisfying enough to be appreciable

[imustbenuts]

Different anon, reading your Delicious in FE asks had me and my partner wondering how you'd cook Mila because of her weird hair wings. So I guess: Mila and Duma? Can't have one without the other.

felt a little under the weather sorry for the late reply!!

i have in fact answers for this.

mila

id imagine tastes a lot like mossy chewy veggies and vermicelli and tofu. she looks almost like what i would think of dryad if less leafy and woody, and is responsible for her people never going hungry ever again (tm). so mila probably touches the ground and an apple tree grows, touches a person wishing they have a pair of mega melons instantly have a pair of mega melons

but bc she technically isnt a dryad and more of a dragon, parts of her are going to taste like meat even though its veggies. which is. cool actually! that means its vegan time!! 🍽️🍽️

i actually have a cooler idea than lab grown meat though: mianjin! or seitan. mila is probably just full of this. dont even have to wash or pound her to get this labor intensive vegan food.

so these things are actually gluten, processed from wheat and the likes. their texture is super duper close to chicken, and are extremely good at soaking up whatever juices you throw at it. fry it, steam it, they can take it. monastic buddhist monks have been munching on these things since 6th century in china, and ive even eaten once prepped to look exactly like sashimi

its fucking play dough faux meat.

anyway! so with parts of her being mianjin, her hair part would probably be like long beans or even moss. theres one particular Black Moss that i ate a lot as a kid being served it, but apparently have been over harvested due to. dumb shit culture reasons. (eating it is believed to bring fortune and money. they kept feeding me that shit.)

so! my recommended milla prep method is vegetable stir fry, actually! make sure to grab all the veggies like carrots and brocolli and mushrooms and plenty of oyster sauce, mirin, vinegar, and ginger and go to fucking town mixing her in. :3

shit so good it can be eaten as finger food >:333

Duma

id imagine duma would be some creature thats really hardy and built to survive in places with lots of prairie and plains. but hes ripped as hell, strong as a tank and has the mentally of strongest means bestest

so. maybe hes like. a bison. the king of bisons. the biggest beefiest gym bro who somehow converts his gains from fats and protein non-existent.

i know the duma we know in fe:echoes is a dippy sad mess but imagine if that was bc he lost his way in the mountains without cell reception bc he made a bad investment, lost his house, drank too much, got into a couple of fights with cars and trains, lost, and mila took off with his $60,000 car he paid off by running some crypto grift and got mega cancelled for it

regular duma is a bona fide bison. the duma we saw is not.

step 1: get his ass. step 2: shred his ass into thin slices. step 3: dry his thin ass and then grab a bunch of berries and then recook his ass in his own fat. BAP BAPABAPABABBABABABP done.

with regards to regular duma, the only way to pay proper respects and follow his path imo is to become one with him so thoroughly even nature shakes upon our footstep as we train in the wild. see what he saw. fend of cars with our bare hands and pecs. eating him. slowly. bit by bit....

because duma has become... the ultimate survival food.

Pemmican. ✌️

combined together they are a force of nature. we shall become as gods. can't go wrong with ultimate survival meat and ultimate veggies

[sunshinestardrop]

Once again I have come up with a daydream.

All my daydreams start off the same, Isekai style because thats my favorite genera. So like, youre a person that's played Baulders Gate 3, but youve only ever gotten thru act one because you're on the same boat as everyone else who was on it for the first few weeks- start up the game, create a character and then go through act 1 with a fine toothed comb before deciding you want to make another character because 'hehe fighting sims.'

So you only know act one, and you get dragged right into the chaos when you fall onto the beach. Of course youre confused- who wouldnt be- and think maybe youre having a really fucking werid dream induced via too much gaming, but the pounding in your temple is enough to tell you theres something wrong. You actually do try to get to the water to look over yourself, but you trip over a sword and ADHD kicks in and you just forget what you were doing cause cool ass sword.

Still, its best to keep going and figure things out on the way. You come across Shart and wake her- shes pissed at you for not helping her on the ship so apparently whatever play though this was already has you fucking up. You apologize anyway cause that is kind of fucked up.

So you guys continue on, fight a little and Shart notes that youre kind of a shit fighter- fair, you never had to fight in your life- but the next few words have you take pause- that she thought your kind were better fighters. Alright, raciest much? Whatever, not your circus- not your monkeys.

You bolt to Astarion, cause of course you do- everyone loves the angsty vampire man. Things play out- he seems to have that whole brain merge thing that... dosnt bother you as much? Like maybe everyones just never had a bad headache in this world cause all you feel is a little tingle. whatever.

You get Gale, whos just a chipper as ever. You guys get along pretty well together.

And then you get to L'zel and something happens- The Tieflings that caught her call you "Underelf." and thats race specific dialogue. Youre kind of shocked, but also like if you were in your OG body youd be dead instantly. Humans from IRL are pretty squishy.

Yeah, things happen. You go through the first Act with prior knowledge from playthroughs which helps to set the MC up for the next few acts. And since you know whats gonna happen the first Act would more be spent trying to get used to the magic system, learning how to talk like a DND character (while also having the addition of the Main party knowing the actual earthling side of you, also using your unusual way of speaking/acting to confuse enemies) fighting, and also learning that the reason it hurts people to connect with your mind via tadpole is because ADHD makes your mind a fucking cacophony of so-much-noise-all-at-once that it will fry other peoples brains if they try to dig into yours. During this time MC would have to get used to the concept of death and killing- as well as the fact that people are kind of nonchalant about it to your standards.

During Act one the main party is also much more closed off about their issues. Getting Astorian to admit that he's a vampire is much harder, and it takes him being nearly on deaths door from lack of blood and you indirectly implying you know by catching him wildlife to drink from when no ones around. It's very awkward. Karlach and Gale are the only ones that outright state their issues within a reasonable time frame because their very good aligned and very opened. Although, Gale does just happen to ramble it out one day and you just let it be until he needs something.

Lae'zel is probably more of a subtal respect that happens as you grow and she sees your fighting improve- same with Shart.

Theres also the fact that its very easy to be a smooth talker when a lot of people have a supposed -1 on wisdom.

During the goblin camp fight there's a part I want where MC finds a car- like an actual earth car- in the goblin camp and with the help of Gales electrical boost and MCs knowledge of jumping cars (I feel like thats a common knowledge thing for people that have a car- at least for me it is?) theyre able to get the thing running for a brief moment and theres a rule-of-cool moment where MC gets to run down a bunch of Goblins before the car sputters out. Probably with Set it Off or something playing in the background.

The grove is saved, There's no romance at the party. Some of them do make a pass but it's more of a "how about some fun" sort of thing. Astarion offers, but compared to what it's like in the game its... a lot more uncomfortable? Like you can honestly tell it's more of a desperation to stay safe thing then a fun thing. All in all there's this whole thing where MC is like "Im far too busy with keeping the camp safe and making sure my allies are ok. Sleeping with people that rely on me feels like im taking advantage of them and thus is bad to me. You all have a home here, no one is going to be forced to leave and I will fight tooth and nail to keep you all safe- no thank yous needed."

They do have the weave moment with Gale, but its more friendly and there's more explanation of magic and shit. I want to explore the fact that since MC has no idea about the laws of magic and how it works here they are not fully bound by the rules. They can make magic that shouldn't be possible happen since they dont know they're not supposed to be able to do that. Of course I want this to become a prob later where its a situation where "These rules are in place for a reason" and MC suffers pretty badly for going outside those rules (Magic drainage? Permanent debuff?)

So like the ground work for Act one would be

-Setting up the understanding that MCs brain, because it's different, messes with People that try to invade it- typically involves brainfog or terrible migraines.

-Fleshes out the companions as people more just cause I like character building (Friendship with Gale is achieved, Respect from Le'zel and Shart without them admitting it, Understanding from everyone else and tentative friendships)

-on top of that, also give reason to place MC in a leadership role, as they gain more confidence in their fighting and allows their body to take over (Muscle memory in a way) They prove themselves more confident, they also will work for the betterment of the group instead of the individual while also playing a diplomat. Actions are carefully thought out when they can, and quick decisions are made with every option in mind. The only reason theyre good at this in act one is cause of the knowledge about the game, but as they go into act two they improve without the clairvoyance.

-MC strength would be that theyre good at reading people

-also the implication from the Raph and Moriz that there's something even more wrong with MC then just a tadpole. (Possibly described as too many consciousnesses stifling one and other out)

-the slight implication that MC might not actually be the OG Tav- and instead might be the mindflayer tadpole already taken over the body.

-no dream visitor, despite the implication that everyone else has been visited

-I also really want a friendship between Gale and MC to build up, like in my mind they really care for eachother without ever using words which is what later leads to MC trusting him with their secrets

-halsin would also be build up as a confident to MC, as he's the first one that isnt solely reliant on MC and MC doesnt fell like they're taking advantage of him since he can come and go as he pleases

Dear god the amount of ground work for Act 1 is insane, now I know why the devs put so much stuff into Act 1 in the game. you gotta get that ground work to really do the big stuff.

guiakhda Might post Act 2 daydream part later

[rachelsquill]

i had a dream i had to complete a fucking assignment for a class really fast while also being very aware that people close to me were getting murdered because of some new zombie virus that they were supposedly infected with or smth like ok so

my dreams change perspective a lot so it started that i was just like in a college dorm strugglinh to work on my presentation and it felt like there was no time at all and apparently i had 1 class before the class w the presentation that i was getting ready to go to as well bcuz apparently dream me cannot skip a normal class to finish a more important assignment anyways

then it cuts to me chilling w my family and these boys i used to babysit and we r watching some show but i wasnt paying attention and i go to the kitchen to make a singular egg because for some reason i brought a singular egg with me in my pocket but then im like wait i need more eggs

cut to me in my first class bored out of my mind worried i wont finish my presentation for the next class. mentally im going through notes and ideas and everything making sure i know what im talking about even if the powerpoint looks like ass teacher notices im out of it calls me out i say sorry blah blah blah he keeps teaching

cut to a group of girls in a car dressed like they r ready for prom or smth it felt like i was watching this on a tv screen and they r driving and then ones face just like???? starts melting off and its a bloody mess. girl driving starts laughing as her face also starts to melt off

cut back to the one house w my family and the boys, now theres loads of people there like some kinda family reunion or smth and suddenly like men and women in like hazmat suits kinda?? appear no masks tho just the like body part. anthey they just start killing people. rn im in the perspective of a random guy there and he starts running around for answers and hes panicked and trying to knock out the ppl with guns and then! one of the guys in the hazmat suits starts glowing and somehow this guy i am just knows hes abt to explode like literally boom explosions. he tries to rush as many of the people away from that as he can but the explosion is too big it wipes out a hug area obliterating most of the people

cut back to me. trying to put together a powerpoint and it wont let me use my powerpoint for some reason it says i need a code and then when i get the code from my email it says the code is compromised.

i wake up dream ends.

anyways whatcould all that mean

[do-not-careissa]

Bruce "this is how I show my child this is a horrible outfit to fight crime in" Wayne

[lesbianstarlightglimmer]

night

[comfyswitcherblanketfort]

Grunge-Metal Geralt

Hi, im fucking trash for the idea of Geralt being the front man for a Five Finger Death Punch type band and my brain wouldn’t shut the fuck up about it. This music genre is my bread and butter and I think Geralt’s repressed but highly emotional ass would fit right in. Yes im using another Hozier song, no i dont wanna hear anything about it. I’m a basic bitch and ive made my peace with it

Warnings: i honestly have no idea, its a little horny, little emotional, but theres no actual character interaction?, its at a concert venue? idk yall.

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Jaskier was… out of his comfort zone.

It’s not that he didn’t like the grunge-metal music, he just hadn’t listened to much and he was not used to the energy. People were yelling and screaming and the opener hadn’t even come on yet. He didn’t feel unsafe, far from it. Several people had checked to see if he was okay, seeing as he was the only person in the entire arena wearing a sweater that wasn't ripped or faded to hell. It was just a far cry from the shows he was used to. 

He played folky-blues. This was nothing like his shows. 

When the lights went down the crowd was deafening, all moving as one to rush the front of the floor, not giving a single fuck about tickets. 

The openers were exciting, and Jaskier was surprised by some of the concepts and messages behind the music. It wasn’t what he’d expected at all and he found himself searching them up on Spotify to listen later. 

Then came The Witchers. 

Eskel and Lambert made their energetic entrance, followed by Aiden calmly walking to his drums and sitting as if he were walking into a college class. But Geralt was nowhere in sight. The one person Jaskier had actually come to see. 

He’d seen a video clip from a previous concert where they covered one of his songs, and he was praying they’d do it again. It was lovely in a haunting-almost-threatening way, and the expression in Geralt’s posture alone was enthralling. He had to see it live. 

But Geralt was still absent as the band started to build a song. First Aiden with the beat, then Eskel’s bass, then Lambert with a melody on his electric guitar. It built and built and built to a fever pitch, taking the crowd with it. People were already jumping and screeching. Jaskier had to stand on his seat to see the stage clearly. 

Geralt’s voice echoed through the venue, low and closer to a growl than singing, but he was still nowhere to be seen.

Jaskier thought he’d been prepared, but his whole body was covered in goosebumps. He briefly wondered if this was what his friends were feeling when they listened to ASMR.

Geralt remained hidden for the whole first verse, getting the crowd even more excited than Jaskier thought possible, only for the band to go completely silent for a whole measure. When the crowd's screams reached their absolute loudest, Geralt dropped from on top of one of the jumbotrons, landing on one of the horse-sized speakers before launching into the chorus. 

Oh fuck, he was even more beautiful in person. 

He was… well he was a beast of a man. Jaskier really didn’t have another word for the way his muscles bulged and how lithe and powerful he looked springing from the speaker to join his bandmates on the main stage. His thighs filled out his black, tattered jeans and there were clear faded spots where his muscles strained the fabric too often. The thin black tank he wore did nothing but pretend the man was semi-modest. It was so tight, the only thing left up to the imagination was tan lines and the color of his nipple piercings. 

Jaskier was most entranced by his long, white, wavy hair falling past his shoulders. As the show continued and he started to sweat, a lot, it got curlier and curlier at the root. Jaskier wanted to give him a mask and some curl cream, but only after a, uhm, rough night of getting to know each other. He’d heard rumors about Geralt from hitting arenas not long after they’d left. He was quite sure they’d have a great time.

As he focused on the lyrics more and more, he was more inclined to want to wrap Geralt up in a hug and worship every part of him until he felt whole again. 

Either he’d been shown the shitty side of the genre, or The Witchers were exceptions to the rule of content. Jaskier was almost moved to tears a few different times.

Finally, about an hour into Jaskier mindlessly feasting his eyes on the front man, Geralt leapt onto another speaker and sat down, breathing hard and grinning from ear to ear. 

“You still with us?”

The unholy screech from the crowd left no doubt they were just as excited, if not more so, than when they’d arrived. 

“Good! Good..” he trailed off, chuckling as he lowered the mic to take a breath, “We’re gonna slow it down for a minute,” he leaned forward and held the mic away as Eskel shouted something up at him to which he laughed and flipped him off. 

“As I was saying, we’re gonna yearn for a minute or two and do a cover. Song by Jaskier called ‘Talk’.”

The crowd lost their shit again, various pride flags popping up throughout the stands. 

Geralt chuckled and raised his combat boot, showing off the bi flag colored treads, earning another round of screams. If this is what the grunge-metal scene was like, Jaskier had been missing out his entire life. Sure his fans were sweet and supportive and loving when he’d come out. But this was electric and feral and completely addictive.

Lambert struck the opening chord to Jaskier’s song and the crowd settled to a gentle hum, setting the tone immediately, as if they all knew exactly what was coming. 

Geralt closed his eyes as he tapped his thigh with one finger, keeping time before his rumbling baritone hit Jaskier like a freight train. 

“I’d be the voice that urged Orpheus when her body was found…”

Jaskier could have collapsed right there. He knew he was staring like a lovesick idiot, but hell, everyone around him was too. When the chorus hit and Eskel came in with a heavy bass line he nearly fell off his chair. Geralt’s intensity raised with the addition of the backup but he didn’t move. He stayed seated, swaying slightly, with his eyes closed as he crooned out the words Jaskier had sobbed as he wrote, broken hearted and miserable. 

It was surreal. 

Sure he’d seen other covers. Sure they’d been lovely. But he wanted to listen to this and only this as he fell asleep for the rest of his life. He’d never play it again if he could only hear it one more time. 

After the last verse Lambert launched into a guitar solo while Geralt jumped off the speaker and meandered to the center of the stage to slot his mic back in it’s stand. He gripped it like a lifeline when Lambert held one last note for as long as his instrument would allow and only started singing the last chorus when it was almost silent. 

“I won't deny I've got in my mind now all the things I would do

So I'll try to talk refined for fear that you find out how I'm imaginin' you

I won't deny I've got in my mind now all the things we could do

So I'll try to talk refined for fear that you find out how I'm imaginin' you”

His expression looked hopeless and utterly desperate as he crooned out the last two lines. He let his hair fall to cover his face and Jaskier could just barely hear his panting breath over the sound system as the crowd exploded. Geralt tipped his head back and took two deep breaths before straightening up and getting on with the show but Jaskier was stuck. 

He was vaguely aware of someone taking a picture of him, but he really couldn’t care less. The fact that Geralt moved right on to a song called ‘Burn Motherfucker Burn’ didn’t matter either. 

Jaskier jumped down from his arena seat, whipping out his phone and sending the band a tweet, because apparently that’s what musicians did now?

“Record it. Please. It’s either that or sing me to sleep every night. You choose.”

He stayed for the rest of the show and walked to his car in a haze. Before he backed out of his spot he checked his phone like always and his heart nearly stopped at the two top notifications. 

One public reply: “Both? -G”

And one direct message: “If you’re still here and want to grab a drink, I’m just backstage.”