#i don't need a bunch of people telling me why this is a dumb idea.

[deanthe]

Final Splatfest idea:

Past VS Present VS Future

One could argue that redoing an old Splatfest idea is rather disappointing for the final Splatfest, but I'd beg to differ; remember, the final Splatfests decide the fate of the future of Splatoon!

If "The Past" wins:

We'll get a singleplayer focused Splatoon spinoff game, taking place during the Great Turf War of the early 1900s. It will feature a very different gameplay style than the online games. Potential DLC sidestories will be added in the future, as well as a small co-op or online minigames.

If "The Present" wins:

After the developers take a well needed hiatus, Splatoon 3 will recieve three final holiday-sized content updates, as well as a small handful of bonus Splatfests and a single new one, all if this spanning across roughly 9 months. This will also continue Nintendo held Splatoon 3 tournaments for years to come.

If "The Future" wins:

Splatoon 4 will happen sometime before 2030 arrives, and will feature everything you'd expect from a new Splatoon game and more. The stories will focus on personal growth and development of characters new and old, as well as taking different story routes and getting different endings to set in stone the future of Inkopolis.

[obsessedwrhys]

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ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ angst, death, cursing, no happy ending, reader is female (shes for the girls 😼💪)!! Tommy is sort of replaced by reader in some scenarios. Did no proof read this again (im lazy)!!

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From as long as you knew, the two of you were inseparable, having knowing each other for almost 6 years. When Marlene needed some smugglers to smuggle Ellie out of the city, you happened to be one of the three and that's how you guys first met. However, on the journey of finding the Fireflies, it seemed to be full of surprises.

Just when you thought it was the end, more just show up to throw you off guard.

Going from Ellie's lame dad jokes to having to look after her when Joel was in no condition to do anything. You barely had the chance to catch your breath. In a way you were like the older sister since you were one year bigger than her. That's why when it was revealed the doctors needed to kill her to create a vaccine, you were game with the idea of massacring the whole hospital.

After escaping from the Fireflies, in a way, it's like you guys were able to build a new life at Jacksons.

As you two grew older, you found yourself developing feelings for her. You hated yourself for letting it happen but at the same you couldn't stop the crush from growing.

The more time you spent with her, the more you start to notice the little details about her.

How she bites her lips when she's shy.

How she'll look away when she receives a compliment.

How she would share her collection of cards with just you.

... and the way her eyes seem to always sparkle when she spots you amongst the crowd.

All these things just made you fall for her harder. But even in this new lifestyle, it still seemed to come with a box of surprises.

You were in your own house, inside the kitchen preparing a cup of coffee for yourself. It was almost the evening but you couldn't deny your needs. Before you could even take a sip, your front door was slammed open and you turned to see who it was. Your cup still in hand.

To your surprise, you came face to face with an angry expresson on Ellie. However there was more to it, she looked upset, betrayed. That was when you heard a voice telling you inside your head that she must have found out about the truth you and Joel agreed to keep from her.

"You fucking knew" She said. A blank expression remained on your face as you took a sip of your coffee, still trying to maintain your image at this time.

"I don't know what you're talking about" You gently place your coffee on the kitchen counter. Your words having her scoff out of disbelief.

"Don't play dumb with me! I'm not a fucking kid anymore!" She took a few steps closer.

You let out a sigh as your eyes trailed off to the window, looking at the outside. Your lack of response just pissing her off even more. Suddenly, she rushed forward and grabbed you by the shirt. Her actions getting your attention instantly.

"Look at me!" She shouted.

"Look at me and tell me!"

"Tell you what? That I killed all those people for you? That I saved you from those doctors? Is that what you want to hear?!" You raised your voice.

It was the first time she ever see you this angry and this was the first time you see her direct her anger at you. She glares at you before letting go of you, shoving you slightly against the kitchen counter which made several of the kitchenware dangle on the rack.

"How could you...?" She said, her expression now full of hurt.

"It doesn't matter anymore. It already happened. Ellie, this is your life now..." You took a step forward but she ended up taking a step back.

"My life could have meant something"

"Your life would have ended that day! Fuck... listen... Ellie... there was no way that vaccine was gonna work anyways. They were just basing it off a bunch theories. You have to understand" You said but it didn't change her mind even in the slightest. Within seconds, the hatred returned back on her face as she looks at you.

"I never wanna see you again" She said and before you could say anything else, she stormed out the house and left you all alone to your thoughts.

You sigh as you ruffle through your hair out of frustration. How could this happen? How did she find out? Did Joel tell her? Fuck... you rest both your hands on the counter top. Your cup of coffee already growing cold.

Just when you thought your life was hell, a bunch of people from somewhere had ambushed you and Joel when you guys were out on patrol.

The blonde girl you had thought was just another survivor being the one smashing his head open with a golf club and you couldn't do anything as you were knocked out. It was Ellie's cries that had awoken you moments later.

Your eyes fluttered open to be met with the sight of Ellie holding Joel close to her chest, tears streaming down her face while her clothes were dirtied with his blood. She was clinging to him like she was hoping being closer to him would bring him back. But it never happened. During his funeral, you couldn't even show up. The guilt was killing you.

You could have stopped it...

Why didn't you stop it?

Restless nights drove you insane. Apart from the checkups from Tommy, you felt like you were truly alone. You hadn't think this feeling would come to haunt you again after moving to Jacksons. Which led to your rational decision to set out on your way of finding the blonde girl behind this. Nothing but a note left on the kitchen table just for anyone who happens to look for you.

It was hard, you didn't only have the infected to deal with but also a cult. You survived and work your way closer to the location marked on your map.

But in the end, all of it didn't matter because when you finally came close to getting your revenge, you blew it, the girl's physique was larger compared to yours so she easily won over the duel and knocked you into the ocean. It was a miracle you made it to shore.

You felt numb.

Your ears ringing.

In a way you felt that you had failed Ellie.

Because you knew you were never gonna be the girl she looks up to anymore.

You will forever be known as the girl that broke her trust.

The girl she hates.

God sometimes it feels like no matter how hard you try it was never enough...

With your back on the sand, you couldn't help but chuckle a bit. It was silly but you always thought that maybe you'd have a chance with her. What a world would that be?

"(Y/N)?"

You look over your head to see Jesse standing there, your perspective upside down as he rushes over to you. Once he was sure you were okay, he started to fill you in with the things that happened after you left.

As it turns out Ellie had also set out for the same exact goal.

After you were gone, she was confronted by Tommy in hopes she knew where you were headed. To his surprise, she had no clue since the last time you guys spoke was the argument in your house.

Despite the fact that part of her journey was for seeking revenge, she was also worried for you. She had to admit. She was scared. After losing Joel, she didn't want to lose you too. However in the end when she had to choose between finding the girl behind the death of Joel and finding you, she had picked the first one.

Luckily, Jesse was able to take you to where Ellie was at. When you rushed in the aquarium, you found her hunched over and vomiting. Close-by there were two dead bodies, one of them being a pregnant woman. Almost like it was an instinct, you quickly moved to where Ellie was. A hand placed on her back and the other her shoulder.

"Hey... Ellie... its me..." You said, your tone gentle. The sight of you somehow made her relax a bit.

"I...I just... oh god... I didn't mean to..." Her eyes constantly glancing over at the body of the pregnant woman as she stutters but you quickly grab her by the side of her face before she could again.

"It doesn't matter... we have to go..." You told her but she was still hyperventilating. With your arm around her, you ended up dragging her away from the place.

Eventually on the way to the theater they were using as hideout, you guys decided to rest for a while and set up a small camp inside an abandoned book store. Jesse took notice that you two needed time alone and volunteered to keep watch somewhere else. There was tension in the air but you tried to ignore it by making sure the fire didn't die.

"You shouldn't have left without me" Ellie blurted out and you chose to put aside the twig to focus on the conversation.

"You said you didn't want to see me again... so I didn't" You said. The sounds of the fire crackling filling up the quiet night.

You were curious at her silence.

Is she thinking right now?

Did you just piss her off even more?

"You're right" She got up and suddenly began walking over to the other side of the room. You didn't say anything but just watch her rest at the corner before looking back at the fire.

Great job, you fucked up again.

The next morning, you guys continued on your way to the theater while also looking for some supplies inside the buildings nearby. You ended up checking on a small convenience store by yourself while Ellie and Jesse tried to get in the huge supermarket. You walked down the aisle and was able to find several snacks still edible. Then you saw a door.

Staffs Only.

That room has to be crawling with supplies. You twist open the doorknob and began exploring inside, checking every lockers to find it rich with medicines and bandages. It's a miracle this place wasn't looted by that cult.

After your bag was filled to the brim, you started to head out but the second you take a step forward, something grabbed you by the foot which made you fall on your face.

You grunt when you felt a sharp pain on your ankle. You looked down and to your horror you found it was an infected grabbing onto you, the bottom half of its body was missing but that didn't matter right now because its grip was already digging deep into your flesh. Quickly, you took out your gun and shot it multiple times in the head until it goes limp.

"Shit..." You sigh as you rest your head on the ground to process the adrenaline, your feet kicking the infected corpse off you.

Sooner or later, you made it to the hideout with the two. You found yourself settled inside a room to rest. Your bag placed against the sofa while you ran your hands across the face. You felt tired. Suddenly when you tried to lift your feet up to lay down, you felt a sharp pain, rolling up your pants you found a bite mark just inches above the bruises.

For a moment, you thought that your heart had stopped beating. Oh shit shit shit shit this can't be real. You can't be infected. Fuck... Your panic was interrupted when there was a knock on the door. You looked up in a panic.

"Hey um... you got a minute?" She asked. It was Ellie.

You were scared and you sure as hell didn't want her to come in so you remained quiet because inside your head, it felt like there was a red alarm sounding off. You've been infected. You could turn in a few hours from now.

"I'm sorry for the other night" She said which had you look at the door, imagining it's her you're looking at.

"I just figured it'd be easier to hate you than to forgive you"

"But after what happened to Joel... I can't let that happen to us too..." You could hear her sigh on the other side.

"It'll take some time for me to forgive you for what you did but... I'm willing to try... we can start over" She said.

Damn it... this moment could have been perfect... this was everything you had hoped for but at the same time, you knew you weren't going to make it out of this room alive. No matter what you do or say, it won't matter.

"I understand if you're still mad at me. I just hope that you'll also try" You quickly looked away while trying to wipe the tears from your face.

"Maybe after this we can try living together? I mean... your house is pretty big so I thought it can be kind of lonely sometimes. We can keep each other company... start a farm maybe..." She said and you could sense she was smiling a bit from her tone.

You felt your chest hurt. Is the infection spreading already? You can feel your teeth loosening like they'll fall off. Your silence had Ellie take the hint you wanted to be alone which had her smile faltered a bit.

"Look... You're still my best friend and I still care about you so I'm sorry for always making you feel like shit. You know I love you right?" She said and you closed your eyes in hopes of stopping the tears from pouring out.

"I love you too" You mouthed the words but you couldn't bring yourself to say it because even if you did, she'll never be able to understand how you truly felt about her.

"Just promise me you won't do anything stupid again. I can't afford to lose you..."

You clear your throat, feeling it go painfully sore. How could you keep a promise like that? Just then you could hear her walk away with the sound of her footsteps growing faint.

The second you were sure you were now left alone, you hurried to your feet to look at yourself in the mirror. You panicked. Why does this have to happen?

Why did it have to be you?

You pull on your hair out of frustration but then you felt several strands of it easily ripped out just from your grip. Your eyes widened as you felt like your heart was beating from your ears.

You were worried about what Ellie would think.

She just lost Joel... now she's gonna lose you...

Fuck fuck fuck...

You sobbed almost pathetically to yourself. Not because you knew your life was over but you knew what you had to do.

It's the only thing you can do right now.

You went over to your bag and took out your gun. Maybe... shooting yourself instead of letting yourself turn could be less painful. You'd do everyone a favour.

You took a deep breath as you slowly start to point it at your head. Fuck you were actually gonna do it now.

Tears welling up in your eyes once again as snot filled your nose. You had so many regrets... so many things you never got to try.

Maybe in another life, an outbreak never happened. Maybe you and Ellie would still meet in that world. You guys could have gone to college together, maybe have coffee dates or staying up late together to have deep conversations like you two always did. You closed your eyes and let out a long shaky breath.

Maybe you guys could have been in love.

BANG

Your body falls on the ground like a sack of rice. All of your senses drowned out by the heavy smell of blood. As your body slowly started to die, you could hear the sound of the door being slammed open. A figure running over to your side to pick you up.

"Oh shit... nononono... wake up! You fucking idiot! Why'd you do that?!" Ellie cried as she hold you in her embrace.

"Fuck! Jesse! Get the med kit!" Ellie shouted but the light in your eyes were slowly dimming.

"No don't you fucking leave me! Not you too! (Y/N)!"

Her voice was now gone. It was quiet and hauntingly in a way it felt comforting. Almost like all of your problems were washed away.

There was no more surprises you had to worry about.

You could rest now.

[misc-obeyme]

nightbringer lesson 44

OH. OKAY. I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS.

I'm still gonna try to keep it brief but woooooooo here I go! Spoilers below!

Okay, so biggest thing I picked up from this lesson was that Solomon's soul is not in his body. Right? Right?? Everybody else got that, too, right!??! Tell me I'm not insane. More on this later.

So we spent the whole lesson in Babel, where apparently you get to have a "moment of bliss" where stuff happens that makes you incredibly happy.

It starts out with everybody telling Asmo how they really feel about him, which is of course that he's beautiful and kind.

Then everybody ends up in TSL cosplay and Levi info dumps for several speech bubbles. (It's pretty adorable aldksjf.)

Then a ton of cats show up and Satan loses his mind. (But the cats also cuddle with everybody else because Satan's happiest when he sees cats cuddling with his family, the two things he loves in one place~)

Then everybody disappears because Mammon's moment of bliss is to be alone with MC (he's so bbg I can't take it). (Oh but I do feel the need to mention that everybody else was still there, they were just invisible which is SUPER CREEPY. Like c'mon MC was having such a cute moment with their first man...)

And THEN a bunch of food shows up and we think it's Beel's moment of bliss, but it's actually Belphie's because the twins are so close that Belphie is happiest when Beel is happy.

And then it like reverses and we have Belphie napping and all the boys in angel outfits, but it's actually Beel's moment. And they talk about this time they remember Raphael unleashing his spears on Mammon in the CR. And like then they feel guilty 'cause Satan doesn't have those memories but then:

Satan saw everything from inside Lucifer? CONFIRMED. And Lucifer was aware of it, too.

And then everybody's like what was Lucifer's moment of bliss? And they're dumb about it, but MC is like Lucifer's moment of bliss was this entire experience because he's happiest when his family is happy. D'AWW very precious but also kinda meh, imo.

Then Raphael comes back, but it's really him this time yay!

And THAT is when we find out that only your SOUL is transported to Babel. Everybody's physical body was left behind.

And I was IMMEDIATELY like oh. So THAT is why Solomon couldn't go inside. His soul is elsewhere. I don't think he's soulless, I think he's immortal because his soul is being stored somewhere that isn't his body. THOUGH it would also be interesting if Nightbringer was like... Solomon's soul gone rogue al;kjdsfjdf. But I don't think that's the case.

I think they're using this as a way to explain why people so often say that Solomon is more like a demon. Even though we also got this:

Hmm. Indeed. Solomon is NOT a demon. They were mad at him for not mentioning the thing about only your soul going into Babel.

Anyway, that's my theory and it's the only thing that makes sense to me though I have no idea what it has to do with anything.

I also thought it was interesting that Raphael is now part of the Brothers No More chat group with Simeon and Lucifer. I hope this means we'll get more of him!

And then this from the hard lesson because wow I hope this isn't just No 2 exaggerating.

LOL. You want to return something? BURIED ALIVE. That's so Devildom it's amazing.

Anyway, there were plenty of cute family moments in this lesson, but the potential hint about Solomon was the biggest deal, imo. What does it mean? I could be misinterpreting and maybe that isn't the issue at all? Maybe it's like... there's something wrong with his soul and removing it from his body would either expose something about him that he doesn't want the others to know or would like harm it further and put his life in danger? I dunno. He is still immortal, so.

My first thought was soul is elsewhere, but I do think having it like... reveal something about him unexpectedly would be interesting, too, now that I'm thinking about it.

I dunno, what do you guys think?

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[pilot-boi]

White Knight Time Travel idea : People are suspecting..

Jaune and Weiss are at the Vytal Festival , each one with their respective teams , their mission has gone..well.. so far. Even without trying to change so much some things never change like Team CVFY and Prof.Port saving the city or Ruby meeting Penny...

But that doesn't matter compared to the titanic work they would have to do during this specific moment..it was now or never

~Weiss Side~

Ruby:WE DID IIIT!!!!....Anyone esle is starving?....

Weiss listened to Ruby and Blake's chat from the side , each time they have this small moments the more she thinks how everyone took Beacon's days from granted

Having to relieve the fight against Team ABRN made her notice how..unprepared they were ; even herself with her "Competent" perfomance wasn't still not enough to face that monster..

Weiss..

The Grimm entering Beacon..

Weiss..

The Witch's inner circle playing right under their noses..

WEISS..

Pyrrha and Penny along many other students being casualties of the..

WEISSS!

Weiss:W-W-What?!

Yang: Your scroll is ringing , shouldn't you answer it?

Weiss noticed her scroll , the contact named "FATHER"..

Right..her time at Beacon was almost up..

Weiss:I will call him later , thanks for making me know Yang..

The Blonde Brawler has noticed her friend weird..this last few day , she can't say why..but it's there , spacing out of chats most of the time or reacting to certain words like Destiny , Maiden or even mentioning locations like Haven Academy can get her all shaky

Right now Ice Queen is looking at her Sis talking with Emerald and her silent friend like she's trying way too hard to keep herself civil , her face may not show it but that tense posture and hands behind shouted something was wrong

And to say the last person she saw acting this way her Dad after..her Supermom left was all she needed to know , Ice Queen's hiding something and she will find out

~Jaune's side~

Jaune did miss Beacon , the academy.. , but coming right back wouldn't make it any better..quite the contrary it shows him how somethings must remain as memories..

The Vytal Festival just started and the mood seems festive enough for him to enjoy a little. Children playing around , teens being themselves truly a moment to breathe fresh air

Miss : Gather around as I tell the story of the Girl who fell through the World!

Jaune tenses hearing that , it's just a woman reading a story to a bunch of kids..nothing dangerous..

Yet..

He takes a look at his armour , clean not rusted..his face is still young and Crocea Mors is still complete..

Ren: Jaune?

Jaune:W-What?!

Nora: You have been standing there for a while , did the story peak your interest? Alyx's story is a classic! The Curious Cat is my favorite character! So mischevious!

If looks could kill , Nora's smile would have been erased a while ago..

Jaune:That Cat is nothing but troubles..

Nora:What? Don't tell me you are a fan of the Red Prince? Or the Rusted Knight?

Sensing hostility , Ren tried to change the topic..

Ren:Why don't we go with Pyrrha? She's saved us a nice spot in that Mistralian restaurant.

Both teammates agree , Nora leaves because she has won another petty argument..but Jaune seemed so personal about it..The Girl who fell through the World is just a Children's story..why is he so defensive about it?

Lie Ren is someone who can read the room quite well and to his knowledge..there's something wrong with Jaune..

He acts like..an adult sometimes , there's nothing wrong with that but it seems off..

Even their stategies , they are a group of Four , Team JNPR..but Jaune always acts like only Nora and him are part of the team

Ren even hears his silent sobs when he has nightmares , the words "Cinder" "Kill" "Penny" "Pyrrha" is all he has as evidence , trying to make sense of said word it would be something like

Cinder will kill Pyrrha and Penny

That sounded so..dumb , Cinder is a student along her team but he would ask Jaune later right now they have a fight to win

👀👀👀

So many of these WK Time travel asks are from their POV, I LOVE this look into their friends’ view

[maybank-archives]

jealous - jj maybank

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warning: +18. NSFW CONTENT. MINORS DNI. public sex. fingering. vaginal sex. unprotected sex. language. dirty talking.

word count: 1.4k

author’s notes: that's a wrap, speaking of it, use protection kids :)

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Sure, this doesn’t sound like a bad idea at all, hooking up with your friend, what could possibly go wrong?

I sat there watching the third touron flirt with him as he poured their drinks. Sure, we are not a couple or anything, but we have been mackin' each other for a while now and who knew that I would suck in this whole no-strings-attached thing? All I know is I was dumb enough to go along with it. This is classic JJ.

I was able to ignore him for most of the night, until now. I saw him getting closer in my periphery but my proud self pretended to be busy talking to Sarah or even looking at the people.

“Can I offer you, ladies, fun?” JJ says handing Sarah a drink and holding out his hand. He waited for my response as Sarah grabbed hers.

“No, thank you,” I tell him without moving an inch.

“C’mon Y/N, I'm already here, just take it.” He insisted

“I’m good Maybank, I need to take care of something actually, I’ll be right back Sarah.” 

Lies, I just didn’t want to stay around him, I don’t even know why I’m this annoyed. For my luck there were a bunch of girls gathered at the bathroom door, Fuck that, I needed another way out. I walked out of the bar on the beach and made my way to the street.

“Hey, Y/N, wait up.” I hear JJ’s voice behind me. 

“Go away JJ” I shout.

“Woah, what are you doing?”. He asks, grabbing my hand.

“I'm going home. Why do you care?.” I said reaching for my keys in the back pocket of my jeans skirt.

“Your home is not this way, what’s wrong?.” he insisted. 

I didn’t answer. JJ snatches the keys out of my hand which made me sigh loud annoyed

“Can I have my keys back please?” 

“Not until you start talking,” he said, pulling me into the back of the bar. “What the hell happened for you to start acting like a brat?”

“I don't know, why don't you ask your new friends?.” I replied with a dry tone. “I didn't know they were your type by the way,” I added, reaching for my keys but JJ was faster and held them high.

His blue eyes narrow with a hint of intrigue on them. A smirk showed up in the corners of his mouth as he realized. “And I had no idea you were the jealous type.” He teases, making you scoff.

“I just don't like being another one in your books, but it's ok, we can end this and you're free to have all the fun in the world.” My cheeks heat up.

“I'm not mackin’ anybody but you Y/N.”

“That’s not what it looks like.” I accuse.

“I’m sorry, did I miss something?.” He said

Damn him, how does he do this? 

I want to kill myself. There’s no way I’ll say a word when he couldn’t be less bothered.

“Fine.” I swallow. “Can I go now?” I try to grab my keys but he keeps them out of my reach again.

“Nope, you’re still pissed,” he says flatly.

“I’m not.”

“Ha.Bullshit.What the fuck happened?” he snaps

“I’m not blind JJ, If you want to go, just go okay? I don't know what I'm still doing here.” I snap back “I’m… I’m done with this.” The words burst out before I could stop them. “Whatever this is. It's done okay?”

JJ’s eyebrows are furrowed. His expression is a mix of confusion and shock. “Why?”

“Because I said so.”

“No way,” he says again. “You can’t just call it off without giving me a good reason.”

“I don't like to see how you look to other girls.”

That sounds insane if I say it out loud. Who the fuck am I?

“Are you telling me you’re not into me anymore? Is that the deal?”

“No. But—”

“There are no ‘buts’, baby doll. It’s a simple yes or no answer,” he whispered, leaning in. My breath hitched. Fuck. His gaze held mine, leaving me unsure if it was anger or just desire.

“I-I don’t have a reason,” I confess trying to escape

“How about I help you clear your mind and decide? How does that sound?” He said putting my keys into his pocket.

Before I can realize it, I’m against the wall and his mouth is inches away from mine. Luckily, I guess, we’re almost hidden between a dumpster and a bunch of cardboard boxes. JJ’s scent made my brain foggier as he pressed his body onto mine.

“Why didn’t you tell me you needed my attention baby?.”

I clench my jaw.

“So you’re still into me?” He places his thighs between both of mine, grinding me against his erection.

I’m trying so hard to focus that it’s impossible for me to reply.

“Something tells me you still do.” His lips brush over my ear, making my nipples sensitive against the lace of my bra. 

I’m frozen in place, it’s ridiculous how wet I’m. Now I remembered why I was so attracted to JJ in the first place.

His blue eyes are deep and penetrating, locked onto mine. I watch him smirk and push the hem of my skirt up, cupping my core. I arched my back under his touch.

JJ doesn’t seem to care that we’re in public, he dips his finger under the crotch of my panties rubbing the wetness. “Yup, seems bout right.” He murmurs as his lips kiss my neck. He pushes one finger inside and my muscles tightenin around it. 

His lips found their way to mine. He’s hesitant for a second watching me lean closer.

“I knew you wouldn’t resist.” He mocks crashing our lips eagerly.

Oh God. This feels sinful. All I can concentrate on is the unbearable pleasure centered between my legs. JJ keeps fingering me as he devours my lips. He bites the bottom of my lip as he breaks the kiss.

“You’re so needy. It’s super hot.” 

“J...People can see us, please.” I whine

“Let’s give them a show then,” JJ adds another finger, curling them inside me, my vision gets dark as hits a spot deep down. I moan embarrassingly loud. I Rock against his hand, no longer protesting.

My vision comes back, focusing when JJ takes his fingers out of me. He unzips his shorts watching me. I should definitely protest to that, someone really might see us. But the only response I could give, was a nod with my head.

JJ flashed me a mischievous smile before sping me around in the wall.

His breath fans over my neck as he lifts my skirt more. I can tell how long I’ll last. JJ has the ability of knowing how my body works. That’s why I collapsed under his touch in seconds. The thrill of everything about this moment also wasn’t a big help. 

JJ gives a deep thrust as his hand is wrapped under my throat. I grip my hands onto JJ’s waist as he increases the pace. 

“I’m not gonna last long princess.” He murmurs as his hands are now on my waist lifting my ass. “You better cum faster.” I spread my legs wider as he says.

Crazy to think that a few minutes ago I was so against the idea of being fucked in public.

JJ flips me over again, this time facing me, he grabs one of my legs to his hips, I wrap around him deepening the contact, JJ gives me a wet kiss on my chest and a big suck on the skin of my neck. The orgasm races through me and leaves me breathless. I feel my legs shake. I held onto JJ’s shoulders as I whined. JJ gives a barely audible groan and buries his head between my neck and shoulder as he pumps into me.

He wasn’t kidding. He comes so fast that is hard to decide whether I should be impressed or tease him about it. He pushed his shaft into me one last time as his hand clamped my tight and hip.

Both of us breathless, we hear voices around us, I push JJ away and shove my dress down. JJ peeks and sees some figures pass us by a few steps away without realizing our presence.

JJ tucks his still-hard cock into his shorts looking to the sides.

“For a person that was talking about giving a show, you look very concerned,” I teased fixing my clothes.

“And for a person who was wet just from talking to me, you still act very bitchy. Didn’t I fucked you right?”

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[thatbitchery]

Jordan Peterson says there's a pandemic of 'careless therapy' in the west and I fully agree. The idea is most psychology and psychiatry practices especially in the west are married by the early 70s *You Are Okay Just The Way You Are* flimsy surface level self esteem boost bullshit that isn't helping anyone. Why is this even important - it is absolute bs. The amount of people that I have known to be in therapy for YEARS and the only thing that changes is their self concept is actually scary, because western therapists are taught in the Wokeism bs of self affirming pumped up dumb ideologies that do not help.

You pay for problem solving.

The reason you pay someone is to solve a problem you have, not just diagnose it. Yes your therapist telling you you have PTSD is good for you yay now you have a name for it BUT if they don't tell you how to deal with it what was the point of the diagnosis?? Nothing has changed you still suffer you just have a name for it. Most of you will talk to me about *I started going to therapy* and the only thing you do in that little room is talking about your past- what's the point??? You already know your past, if they are not giving you solutions wrap it up and find a therapist that actually knows what they are doing and isnt marred by the egoistical western approach to life of me myself and. Even back in uni my Psychology professors were the most careless of the bunch, trying so hard to not get canceled soieting around things that actually affect life trying to reinforce the idea that all you need is to believe in yourself. Everyone that doesn't agree with you is toxic and you should be able to scream at your parents and bosses and get away with it because you have a right to opinion- I even skipped those classes. Took me changing my therapist 4 times to land to my now realistic stoic therapist that actually tells you the truth (she's in her late 50s, so maybe there's that).

If the people you are paying to solve your problems are not telling you how to solve those problems- you fire them. If your therapist is sounding like something a 15 year old tiktoker would say you fire them and find your money's worth. If your money is on the table you get solutions. Knowing you have daddy issues is great- now how do you deal with that? Will they give you practical solutions to do on your days to day basis?? Do these solutions make sense in a realistic POV?? Does your therapist telling you you should be able to express yourself so shouting at your mom when you live in her house is okay make sense to you??? Is it even realistic?? She is trying to not lose her license so she'll tell you what she needs to say to keep it, but if it's not helping you what's the point?? It's not like it's 10£ that you can just burn is it??

If you do not see actual tangible results that are not only in your head in two months you fire them and move on. It's crazy how everyone in my dms has a therapist but doesn't know how to deal with things so simple because all you do is sit in a cozy little room for an hour and talk about your past. Its YOUR past you already know it what's the point of paying all that to trauma dump when you can do it online for free??

Mentorship is the ONLY space you can go home without seeing results because it's free. You do not pay your mentor and you should be grateful for their time. When it comes to everyone else, your money on the table means results. If you've had a life coach for more than two months and you can not see real time tangible results you fire them and find another, that's wasting your money and time. Felling good will not make you a millionaire will it? If your dietician doesn't hand you a meal plan within your budget that gives you results in two months you fire them.

Results. And feelings are not results. *I feel better about myself now and understand where my pain is coming from* good for you, now what. What's next. Now what??? How is that helpful. *I'm okay I'm just autistic* good for you I know the relief of finding out you are not the problem, your brain is . Now what. What next. How will you live with that and still achieve your goals?? Whats next?

This is why in my books,Behavioral Therapy (CBT / DBT) are the most practical forms of therapy. Actual solutions. Actual tools for your day to day living. Not just talking and diagnosing (these are helpful yes) but actual solutions that work. How will knowing you have CPTSD help if you do not have the tools to deal with it? What's the point??) it's just a name.

Careless psychology is a pandemic, and a waste of time, money and energy. If you do not have actual tangible real time solutions in a month fire them and hire a stoic life coach. It's better.

Solutions. That's what money is for- buying solutions.

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[hopelesslyromanticgay]

Playing with her hair - Vada Cavell X Reader

Y/N's POV:

"Why are people in horror movies so dumb!" my girlfriend Vada complains, "Like in the real world no one is stupid enough to do ANY of this. Like, no one would even pick up the phone in the first place!"

"Uh huh," I say to the girl sprawled out across my lap and the rest of the couch, not fully paying attention to what she's saying. I'm more focused on counting her freckles. A while ago, the question of how many freckles she had started to interest me and ever since it's been hard to get the idea out of my mind.

68...

69...

70...

"Y/N/N, are you listening to me?" she asks, breaking my trance, "am I rambling again, I'm sorry."

"Don't be! You're cute when you ramble," I reassure her. She looks over at me, a huge smile creeping over her face, her beautiful brown eyes shimmering in the dim light.

"In that case, I'm gonna keep going," she tells me, "what kind of dumbass decides it's a good idea to let their younger than six year old kid go out of the house alone on a rainy day!"

"Bad ones, I guess," I say absentmindedly. We keep on watching the movie we have on, neither of us really focused on it. without even thinking of it, my hands make their way to her hair.

"What are you doing?" she asks.

"Messing with your hair," I admit.

"Oh my god, are we acting like a normal couple?" she gasps.

"Do you not like it?"

"No!" she exclaims, "please don't stop."

"Oh my god, can I style it?"

"As long as it's not too fancy," she insists. One of the first things I ever learned about Vada is how much she hates looking fancy. She doesn't like the tight fitting "feminine" clothing, or the way makeup feels on her face. She hates the way her hair gets tightly pulled into an uncomfortable style, and then gelled into place. What's even worse is if she has to do all three of those TOGETHER. So I'm making it a point to keep it fairly informal, but still neat. 

I run my fingers through her dark brunette locks, trying to get the various knots out.

"Ow!" that one hurt!" she squeals.

"Sorry, oh my god are you okay?" I apologize, hoping I haven't hurt her too bad.

"I guess," she says sadly.

"Will this make it better?" I ask, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

She looks up at me smiling, "so much better." I brush a few strands of hair out of her face before continue styling it. She climbs into my lap, facing away from me so I can better access her hair.

I start parting her hair, so that there's an even amount of it on each side of her face.

"Oh my god Beverly get out of that house!" Vada screams, practically jumping up at the television, "I swear these people are so dumb."

"Vada, baby, you need to sit slightly still for this to look good," I say softly.

"Fine," she pouts, "why is you doing this kind of relaxing?"

"Maybe I just have that effect on you," I suggest.

"No, normally you make me so excited and happy, like a little kid seeing a bunch of candy and a lot of stuffies!"

"Aww, that's cute," I smile, my face getting warm.

"You're the best girlfriend ever," she compliments me, "I don't know how I wound up with someone as beautiful and funny and all around amazing as you."

"Maybe it's because you're the best girlfriend ever," I suggest.

"No you are!"

"No you!" We continue to argue about who's the better girlfriend, eventually realizing that we'd never get the other to agree with our opinion.

I end up sorting her hair into two neat braids, not too fancy, but presentable. 

"And voila!" I say, snapping a photo of the brunette to show her how she looks. She turns around quickly to view the photo.

"I look like Wednesday Addams if she had severe PTSD," she laughs, "but seriously, I love it."

"You do look like that!" I cackle, "what a funny coincidence!"

"Thank you, Y/N/N. I love it," she smiles softly, a blush creeping up on her cheeks.

"Sure thing, it was probably more fun for me than it was for you," I giggle.

"Well you can play with my hair anytime," she offers.

"Haha! You're gonna regret making that offer," I tell her.

[unma]

There's something so deeply irrational about how people will simply choose to substitute their own falsehoods as truth when confronted with a reality even mildly inconvenient to them.

I was scrolling through the flowerfell tag (in part because Kazefiend mentioned that more people were posting in the tag about how they didn't like Frans). Of course I did nothing more than block them, because I simply can't be bothered to go after random people on the internet, and keep scrolling through the tag. Yet, as I kept going, it was surprising to see more and more people talk like this.

Now I don't need to explain why tagging your ship hate as the ship you're hating on is a dumb idea. If you're lucky, you just get blocked by a bunch of people who understand harassment is not okay and not worth it. If you're unlucky you get dogpiled. There is no winning here. But this is slightly different, so I wanted to talk about it.

The pattern I noticed here was that these posts seem to accept that Flowerfell is a frans au, but either choose to actively ignore the shipping aspects of the au (a tough ask when said ship's relationship is one of the defining pieces of the au's narrative), deride the au for having the ship (oh my god mind your own business. Don't like don't read, have you forgotten your basic fandom etiquette?) or act like it was never a frans au, which is perhaps the worst of them all. But I'm not here to talk about the last one. No, I'm here to deal with the second option.

Choosing to deride or despise a work simply for its main ship is dumb for a whole lot of reasons. Firstly, you lose out on the joy of experiencing great works residing outside your current taste, for example: I was never a Charisk fan (until recently) and have a faint distaste for Soriel (due to how much I see it and due to how often it's compared to Frans), but if you asked me my opinions on, say, the Fading Away comic or Reapertale, I would tell you I love them both. The Fading Away comic is so sweet and wholesome, and I adored it even though at the time my involvement with the ship was 'a ship that one friend of mine likes', and I don't even need to explain why Reapertale is so damn cool.

At the end of the day, though, you do not need to force yourself to read things outside your comfort zone. It is your choice, and I ain't forcing you. But here comes fandom etiquette once more: "Don't like, Don't read." There is no point to subjecting yourself to something you don't want to read. If you don't like frans, don't read it. Simple.

Yet, that isn't even the most important part. It's not the point I wrote this post to create. The real point I want to convey is simple: If you refuse to acknowledge a part of the work so foundational to its identity, narrative and meaning, you are failing so disastrously to truly engage with and understand the story. It's like playing Undertale and choosing to ignore the fact that the pacifist route exists. Even in stories focused on the Genocide route, if the author chose to act like said route was the only possible option for whoever was in control, then it would go directly against the in-game portrayal of the route as a choice the player made despite the game's attempts to deny you the route.

If you go through Flowerfell ignoring the relationship between Sans and Frisk, or worse, changing it to fit your convenience, you end up with a dramatically skewed perspective on the work. Sans is an utter shithead to Frisk when they first meet, something he ultimately regrets, and their eventual reconciliation and their growing romantic relationship is important to the story. You can wish they weren't shipped together, sure, but to deny it is simply to deny reality and to deny yourself a complete, accurate reading of the story.

Don't even get me started on how absurd the hate for aged up ships is. But that isn't the point of the post. I've said my piece, and I'm just gonna keep blocking anyone being stupid in the flowerfell tag. Back to scrolling, and perhaps crying to Secret Garden at 3am.

[lowercaseangry]

Vampire Diluc. Or is he??

//october thoughts intensify//

(cute thoughts I had about diluc and his vampire features. Mentions of blood and biting of course. it's just fluff and very slight angst.)

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"I've heard it from the maids! He ate that poor animal. Last night!"

"Is he the one who killed all of the flock?"

"have you ever looked into his eyes? I got shivers. They're red as blood."

"that's what I'm telling you. I saw that with my own eyes. Two pointy marks. On his neck"

"He gets out to work before dawn, he stays in the tavern all day, and waits for the sun to set before coming back home... I don't think I need to say more."

"is that why he's so pale?"

"Are you sure the voices aren't a bother?" You asked him, feeling bad.

"No, my love. I've always had voices about me on people's mouths... I promise, I'm used to it". He was smiling, leaning forward to place a soft kiss behind your ear. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine."

You sighed. He was always so caring. Too caring... Considering what you've done. "But it's my fault and I don't want to see you suffer because of me. You already- you keep me alive... At what cost?"

"Are you trying to discuss business with me? Talking about prices?" He sounded so calm.

"you know what I mean..."

"i've already done the math, love"

Your eyes, red just like his, were following his lips as he talked. Then they focused on his hands, wrapped around your cold ones.

"look at me" he demanded. "Tell me if I'm under your hypnosis"

"no"

"that's right"

His eyes, were permanently red. Since the day you first tasted him.

"My math says that if I pay with a bunch of blood every week I buy more time with the person I love. And most importantly, I keep you alive."

You were defeated. Despite those romantic words, you still felt the guilt tightening your stomach.

"but the fault... My fault. You keep taking my faults"

He sighed loudly and rolled his eyes "shut uuuup"

"No! Why aren't you answering me?"

He lifted his head to look at you.

"cause you're dumb. And I don't talk with dumb people"

He was taking this so lightheartedly and it made you grunt in frustration.

"I'm ruining your life"

"no you're not"

"yes I am"

"ugh" Diluc took a deep breath. He was looking so annoyed by you, which made you even madder. He was getting angry even. You saw him clench his first and then stretch his finger. He pointed his index at your face.

"do you have an idea of what I'd do for your blood sucker ass?"

"ruin your life apparently" the words came out sharp in sarcasm. Which made him laugh in an even colder "ha-ha".

He was glaring at you. Then he sighed. His finger dropped with his shoulders, almost like he was melting. His forehead dropped on your shoulder.

"I'd ruin my whole life. Yes. I'd ruin it, just-" his voice got muffled as he pressed his nose into your neck "i don't wanna lose you"

Those words hit straight into your heart. It's wrong. What he's saying its wrong. But so true for him. Your fingers interlocked with his hair.

"you won't lose me. But it'd be better if you didn't hide your struggle from me. Especially the ones that are... My fault."

"okay"

"I want to help you"

"i know"

"if there's something I can do I want to do it. Whatever. Really"

He lifted his head. He looked into your eyes. A little smirk on his face.

"can you eat that damn cat that keeps stealing the grapes"

"what?!"

[bigtittydemonwife]

❝The Halloween party massacre❞

⤷ Summary: Toby takes a liking to you and decides he doesn't want you dead

a/n: originally this was meant to be a scenario with multiple pastas but I made Toby's so long I got into it and decided to make it a standalone thing

Tw: descriptions of violence and injuries

October 31st, 11:30pm

It was Halloween night and you were at a friend's house, she was holding a big party to celebrate her birthday. At first you thought it sounded really fun but now that you were here, blaring lights in your eyes, music pounding in your ears surrounded by a bunch of drunk people dancing you really felt like just going home and watching a scary movie while eating some candy.

You put your cup down and turned to look for the exit when someone caught your eye. A boy you hadn't seen before was leaning against the wall by the door, just looking at the people trying to ignore Chad talking to him. He looked obviously uncomfortable and cracking his neck more often than a normal person would, you decided why not.

You walked over to the guy, ignoring Chad you smiled at him.

"Hell of a party right? I like your costume!"

Chad laughed and put his arm around your shoulders making you cringe, he smelled like alcohol and b.o.

"Heyyyyyyy (y/n!!" He drawled, obviously too drunk to control his volume. "Look at him! He's like...twitching? Is he having a seizure?? OH NO DO I NEED TO CALL THE AMBULENCE? IM DYSLEXIC I CANT"

You covered your ears and sighed, stifling a laugh at his antics, "I'm sure he's fine Chad, now why don't you join Kat on the dance floor?" You guestered over to his girlfriend who was doing a drunken rendition of Rasputin.

As he left you turned back to the guy, "Are you okay? I don't wanna be rude but do you need anything?"

He looked at you, then shook his head, then his shoulders. You didn't want to be to loud but it was kinda hard to hear over the music

"I really like your costume!" You had no idea who he was supposed to be but he looked cool, plus his hatchets looked so real.

He smiled at you...you think. When he spoke his voice was muffled and raspy.

"Thanks, I like yours! I really like the Halloween movies"

"Nice, Have you seen the new one yet?"

He nodded, "Yeah, uh, I, I had mixed feelings"

"I know right? I liked it but it didn't really feel like a Halloween movie"

"movie" He echoed in the same tone, to which you nodded

"Yeah, like it was supposed to be Micheals last movie and homie was barely in it"

He nodded, before cracking his neck again and you decided just not to bring it up.

"Do you have a favourite scary movie?" You asked him

He hummed, "I like The Thing, I uh.....like aliens" he trailed off and you gasped in excitement

"Holy shit me too! Aliens are so interesting! And it would be dumb to think we're the only living things in the universe right?"

"Right!" He nodded, this time you were much more confident in your belief he was smiling.

"Oh sorry I didn't even introduce myself!" You realised you still didn't know his name, "I'm (y/n), it's nice to meetcha!"

He hiccupped, or maybe squeaked, "I'm Toby"

You smiled once more, and you opened your mouth to ask his number, when out of nowhere you heard a scream, and saw your friend Abby running up the stairs to her bedroom, tears running down her face.

"Oh shit" you cursed before turning to Toby "I'm so sorry I really need to go check on my friend, I'll catch up with you afterwards!" You didn't give him a chance to say anything before you ran after her.

You and another friend Iris tried to open her bedroom door, it was locked, you knocked.

"Hey girl open the door before I kick it down"

With a click the door unlocked and Abby ran back to her bed, shoving her face into her pillow

"What's wrong?" You sat next to her, she started to speak but she was doing that type of crying where you cry so hard you have to gasp for air so you hugged her, "calm down," Iris spoke softly "tell us when you're ready"

She cried into your shoulder for a bit while Iris rubbed her back

"Hey I know this is a really emotional moment for you but I gotta ask where did you get that eyeliner? It hasn't smudged a bit"

She sniffed and wiped her eyes "It's sharpie"

"Oh," you nodded which made her giggle

"Fuck don't make me laugh I'm supposed to be sad"

"Right sorry, you wanna talk about it now?"

She sniffed and wiped her eyes before showing you her phone, photos upon photos of her girlfriend, texting and kissing a man and the texts were.....explicit.

You and Iris looked at each other before frowning

"I'm gonna kill her"

Abby laughed again, but this one sounded more bitter, "don't"

"Seriously Abs, why the fuck would she cheat on you on your birthday? Fuck why would she cheat on you PERIOD?"

She choked and wiped her nose, "she, she said she didn't want t-to lie to me anymore, that she was in, in love with him, she even told me I was being dramatic! Apparently half of our group already knew!!"

"What?!"

Okay, that was it, you looked at Iris "Can you stay up here with her for a second"

She nodded "Break her nose for me"

"I'm not just gonna break her nose, I'm gonna fucking kill her"

You shut the door behind, walking down stairs with the new purpose of beating a hoes ass, as you descended the stairs you heard a scream, then another.

You walked into the living room expecting something crazy to be going on, and to be fair, something was.

Abbys girlfriend lay in a pool of blood by the punch bowl, a large amount of holes in her stomach leaking blood into the wooden floor. The knife still sticking out of her stomach. You froze, your legs seemed to be stuck to the floor and you took in the sight, when the smell of metal and Raspberry hit you your eyes watered and your throat burned, you were gonna throw up.

A loud bang and scream finally seemed to catch all the drunken kids attention that something was wrong, thats when all hell broken loose, people ran left and right and you saw a tall pale man come out from the room next door, he apathetically yanked the knife out of her body before turning to you. His dark eyes lit up as his already wide smile seemed to crawl further up his face.

Your body screamed at you, and you bolted, he followed soon after running into the kitchen you grapped the first thing you could see, a bottle of windex, having no time to think you sprayed it in his eyes and you ran.

You ran to the front door, it was chained shut. You cursed under your breath and ran upstairs.

Running up to Abbys room you pulled the door open and tried to shut it quickly but still quietly, you locked it behind you while Iris and Abby looked at you confused.

"Can she fight?" Iris asked "Or did she bring her cuzzies around cause I'll beat they ass too" she said as you caught your breath.

You hushed them, turning off the lights and barracading the door,

"What's wrong?" Abby whispered to you, you grabbed them both and shoved them into the closet, a place they both knew well. Pulling clothes on top of them you shushed them both

"Someone's in your house" you whispered and the colour left Abbys face "Someone's," you paused unsure of how to explain "Someone's dead, and he's got a knife" Iris grabbed Abby as Abby let out a sob. "Call 911" you whispered before shutting them in.

You looked at the window, and as you suspected, it was too high up with bottles and cups waiting for you at the bottom, not a soft landing. The door behind you started thudding, leaving you no choice but to dive under the bed like a basic bitch.

The door banged, whoever was behind that door really wanted to come in, you heard something crack and silent tears started to role down your cheeks as the terror started to sink into your gut that this may be the day you day. You clenched your eyes shut and tried to control your breathing, comforting yourself by trying to delude yourself into believing that you were the final girl (I'm using the troupe by its name here but it is not meant to specify gender).

Suddenly the banging stopped and you opened your eyes. You paused, peaking out from under the bed when you heard a creak from behind you that made your blood run cold.

'The crazy bastard climbed though the window!' You thought, then you realised, you'd never heard the guy by the doors footsteps, meaning....

There was someone else.

You wanted to scream, to yell, to run far away. But all you could do was freeze, scared to move, scared to breath as you watched as the intruders shoes.

He walked over to the door, strangely not choosing to remove the barricade, and instead he walked towards the bed. You're stomach dropped.

'No, no, no , no, no' You begged any creature that would listen tjat he wouldn't look, but you knew he'd be stupid not to. You held your breath, when you saw the closet door slowly open and Abby and Iris sneak out slowly, Abby carrying her Hello Kitty bat and Iris holding her pocket-knife.

'No, no, no, no" You tried to silently will them both back into the closet (as their family did many times) when suddently the man dropped onto his knees and peaked under the bed. The world frooze.

"Toby?" If he hadnt have tilted his head in response you wouldnt even have know youd spoken out loud, and he froze. Untill a loud sound and him nearly falling over let you know they had both had indeed whacked the man - Toby, upside the head.

You crawled out from under the bed as he slowly turned to her, rubbing his head as he cracked his neck.

"That wasn't very nice" Abby took a step back and stumbled over a misplaced shoe landing on her ass. Iris stood in front of her, still holding the knife. Sirens could be heard in the distance as you rifled though Abbys drawers to look for anything useful.

You couldn't manage to find anything, you turned back to your friends desperately, Toby took another hit from Iris, looking at her before pulling the knife out emotionlessly and throwing it aside he shoved her aside and knelt down next to Abby, whispering something in her ear before running to the window and jumping away, landing on the bottles before running into the woods.

The sirens were outside now, you ran to your friends, holding each other as you all cried you looked at Abby,

"What did he say to you?"

Tears fell down her face and you couldn't tell if it was from fear, trauma or relief since you could hear the cops downstairs.

"Happy Birthday"

[withastorytotell]

Should we get married?

I don't think we should say all of us should get married. I think we should ask the question which is what is the problem to which marriage is a solution to? and do I have that problem and will it solve that problem? it's an odd question to ask someone but it should not be. When someone says I want to get married, it would be odd for me to go "why?" yeah why is that weird? You know the reasons why people say marriage makes sense ? Religious reasons that's a big one I get all the time. But is that a good enough answer?

You sound like you're a big fan of love and not a big fan of marriage.

I'm a fan of marriage to the extent that it facilitates love but I just don't see a wide connection between those two things. I don't think these two things have that much to do with each other and I think to the extent that they have something to do with each other. Love could have existed without the marriage. I think marriage is a symbol of something and I don't think you need the symbol to have the something. Marriage is supposed to be, I think a symbol, and I love it for that. I love the idea of two people who are so excited about how they make each other feel and how the effect they have on each other and the effect that the other has on them that they want to get up in front of a bunch of people that they know and say this is my person! I found them! I'm going to stick with them through good and through bad and I'm going to see their blind spots and I'm going to not be a yes man I'm going to tell them when they get wrong but with love and I want them to do the same thing for me. I want them to to cheer for me and I want them to be on my side and I want them to disagree with me when I need to be disagreed with so I don't make really dumb decisions. Just because I got a cheerleader all the time behind me like I got a cheerleader because I need one! The world sucks and everybody's always criticizing me and I criticize myself constantly but having this person next to me who goes "Man you can do this! come on! get up! you can do it you know!" or I fell down "it's okay people fall down! you're great! get up! come on! you can do it!" or who's going to say to me you know, I know you're doing this for this reason and I get it but I don't think it's going to make you feel what you think it's going to make you feel so maybe don't do it and I'm going to go okay because they wouldn't say that if it wasn't out of love so I'm going to hear that. We're going to wear rings because it'll be a reminder for us and for the world that I got a person! I got a person! and that's my person. you know dude. How do you not cheer for that?

[zerokurokawa]

An excerpt from my fanfic that I'm currently writing on Wattpad: REVERSE | Tokyo Revengers

Amber, my mother, was a very laid back woman. She would often do spastic shit like cut all her hair off because it was bothering her while working in the ICU. Currently, she has a pixie cut. Standing at about five foot five, she was tougher than any woman I know. She would work herself to the bone one night and then get up the next day to go get a new tattoo added to her sleave. Amber was the definition grunge. To me, she looked like a Winona Ryder but with tattoos and a nose piercing. Don't get me wrong, she's a genius when it comes to the medical field, but it's like she loses her mind when she comes home and lacks common sense - like the bike incident.

She also gives me stupid ass nicknames.

"Sweetie pie," She hollered while walking in the front door, "Mom's home, come give me a hug, I've got some shit to tell you! You would not believe the night I had."

"Mom, its fucking 8am on a Saturday morning, why? Why must you do this to me?" I stumbled up from the couch and walked over to her. All of a sudden, panic came over me. I had forgotten that Baji, of all fucking people, was also asleep on the couch. We had a movie marathon late last night and fell asleep. Baji was at the other end with his face buried in the pillow. Thank God he had long hair. Now, if only he could stay unconscious long enough until my mother goes to bed.

"The ER was rough last night, a bunch of punk ass kids came in all busted up," My mom froze, staring at the edge of the couch. "Who is that?"

"Oh uh…." I stammered. "My friend stayed over last night."

"That does not look like Zoe and I know she's your only friend." She said, peeking around me.

"Throwing shots at me now, are we? At 8 in the fucking morning mom?" I yawned.

All of a sudden, I hear a sleepy, manly groan. Peeking out from the curtain of his black hair, Baji sat up and stared at my mom dead in the face, eyes still blurry with sleep. He has no idea what's going on and neither does my mother.

"Let me explain…" I tried to console my mother before she got pissed that I had a boy in the house.

"You're fifteen, Val. Why do you have a boy staying over?!" She gestured wildly, but quietly, at Baji.

Baji still has not moved. He just keeps staring. I'm either royally fucked, or my mom is going to be cool with it. You never know with Amber.

"Keisuke… this is my mom, Amber. Mom, this is Keisuke Baji." I stared back and forth between the two. "I tutor him at school and we became friends, FRIENDS, and we had a movie night. By the time the movie was over, we had both fallen asleep, ACCIDENTALLY."

I stared hard at my mother in her face, willing her to understand my meaning and to please not embarrass me; but oh she started.

"Keisukeeeeee! It's nice to meet you! I'm glad you've been taking special care of my special daughter. She likes to do dumb shit, she got it from her brother, Kaine. God rest his poor soul."

"Mom, Kaine is still alive…" I put my head in my hands as Baji stood up. He wasn't wearing a shirt, which made shit even worse.

"Well, for the time being at least." She said stoutly as she stared at a shirtless Baji.

Noticing my gestures to put his shirt back on, he grabbed it, said a quick "hello", and then ran off to the hallway bathroom as my mother's laughs followed behind him.

"No but seriously, what the hell, Valerie? You gotta boyfriend now?" She turned to me with a straight face.

"NO MOM, Jesus, he's just a friend of mine. I can't have guy friends?" I emphasized the friends part. I decided to go and start making breakfast for all of us considering this was going to be a very awkward and long morning. I was getting the dishes out when my mother speaks up.

"So this is the part were I need to give you the talk, huh?" I turned around and just looked at her.

"Mom, God, please… no." I begged.

"You're having boys stay over and I want to make sure you're being safe! I started at a young age and I wanted to make sure-" I cut her off.

"Mom, I'm a virgin and will stay a virgin for a long time." I looked at her with a fake smile, trying to get her to shut up before Baji came back from the bathroom.

I heard a cough coming from the hallway as Baji stepped out and leaned against the fridge.

"I apologize for my rude behavior, Mrs. Delrey. My name is Keisuke Baji and we accidentally fell asleep while watching movies last night. I'm used to sleeping in a cold apartment and got hot. I'm sorry." He calmly explained and stuck out his hand for my mother to shake. She smiled at him and nodded in response, shaking his hand and greeting him properly.

"It's nice to meet you, Keisuke. I'm Amber, Valerie's cool ass mother." She smirked while making that statement. "I'm not like a regular mom, I'm a cool mom." She also likes to make Mean Girls references.

It was true though, my mother was very cool. She was chill about a lot of things. I didn't have a curfew and she would let me drive around in her expensive BMW when she was home. She also wouldn't care that Zoe would come over and stay weeks at a time with me.

I finished cooking breakfast as my mom practically interrogated Baji. I sat the plates down passive aggressively as she asked him the infamous question:

"Are you in a gang?"

The silence was deafening.

[nikatyler]

Zeph 1.0 ✨

Surprise. I wanna archive my very first bg3 run over here also, because it's pain in the ass to revisit it on twitter. I didn't quite live tweet this one, but I tweeted it a bunch too. The usual applies, spoilers are inevitable*, do with that what you want, and as per usual, if you haven't played this game yet: Go. Play. It. NOW. 😡

*but also this one is wayyyy less spoilery than my livetweeting of later runs haha

So let's go back to the beginning, March 7. Little Nika had no idea she's about to unleash her greatest hyperfixation since her Winx Club days.

I'm feeling like. Proper shy about this game 💀 It's just a game these people are fake no need to feel shy you'll hurt no one's feelings dammit

(it's still installing btw, because apparently my internet hates me today of all days)

Still about 80 minutes to go 💀 my own stupid ass anxiety will kill me before that

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nice

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FIVE MINUTES UNTIL I LOSE THE LAST SHRED OF MY SANITY BESTIES

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friends i'm too shy to click the play button

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See this is why I have zero friends because I'm too intimidated to even open a game with people who DON'T ACTUALLY EXIST alright alright i'll go do it you know i want to and i know i want to but i'm gonna sit here blushing like a fool the entire time

I also need to yell before I do a new thing

I'm in

Being a complicated asexual means I have no ducking idea if I want it or not Eh we're going with it

Yes I suppose this will now be the live thread of my initial thoughts and shenanigans, welcome welcome, or use that cute little mute button if you don't care ✨

I can already tell I'll have only two facial expressions playing this game: 👁️👄👁️ and 👁️🫦👁️

That was some fucked up asmr right there in the beginning. 10/10

Fuck it whomst do we create now chat Do we do it Do I do that thing we talked about

I'm overwhelmed by the amount of ways I could go about this, I think I'll create a random character at first and then when I play some other time I'll bring my boi in when I know better what to do and how 🫣

Girl help I don't know what kind of character I want to play with

As someone who dropped out of university I kinda feel like I need to have this hair 💀

them need a name (idk why i said it like that but i'm keeping it my brain is mush ok)

aintnoway it's been 15 minutes and i still haven't picked a name, am i possibly overthinking this? does anyone get the vibe that i'm overthinking this because i certainly feel like there may be a chance that i'm overthinking this

BUT I AM HAVING FUN I PROMISE

I'm still playing I just have nothing to say, I'm learning, and I'm waiting to meet you know who

Here we go 😗

Had dinner irl and I feel like I should take a break but so far I'm loving this! I'm a bit dumb but eh we'll get there. Would love to try out the multiplayer at some point (but don't count on it, I say that now and then I'll be too anxious to play with you 💀)

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I just realized my guy Zeph (they/them) looks like a yassified Ladislaus the Posthumous and idk what to do with that information

here's a slightly better look at my guy. do i need to say i'd die for them

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babes the minecraft hole will be abandoned for another game i'm afraid

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That little thingy that tells you the character approves will ruin my life. Pathological people-pleaser reporting for duty 🫡

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Y'all weren't lying this game is addicting

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i'm so fucking weak already he just lays there like that and i fgjklsdfsjkljdsf thoughts i will not handle this game well

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i'm so schoolgirl with a crush coded at the moment it's so embarrassing

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I haven't played bg3 since before lunch

Midnight and I still haven't played it's been like almost 12 hours at this point I'm completely normal abt this

I'm too tired but I want to play but it would be a bad idea but I mean I'm dumb at this game anyway so what's the harm but I don't want to mess up but ok bed first ig

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did someone ask for homemade niche memes that only apply to me

(he would get it though)

wait that picture is even funnier than i intended for it to be bc like this happened canonically in the nsb legacy, he burned because i was too busy doing something else

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I killed my character 💀 whoopsie it's reload time sorry bud

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Teehee won a battle and knew what I was doing most of the time, maybe I'm getting better at this

I'll go put some lasagna in the oven and continue playing

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Chanting "eat shit, eat shit, eat shit" in a very squeaky voice every time an enemy goes down

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all too well you say?? wind in my hair i was there i remember it all too well?? did you leave your scarf at his sister's house???

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lemme tell you how to make my simple bi ass happy

i'm bi first and people pleaser second. or vice versa. dunno

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Oh yissss the bite scene here we go :3

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oh don't you worry i will so be on my vigilante shit for you

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Not to be weird again but this game is unlocking emotions I didn't know I had

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You know how I thought I was getting better 💀 yeah nvm it's reload after reload today 💀

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Oop I'm already on 14 hours 🫢

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Okay I'm gonna play for just like five minutes and then go to bed If I'm still online at 2am you're allowed to yell at me

lord save me I said five minutes

I'm showing great restraint right now

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Oh something is happening ohhh something is happening can my laptop catch up and stop lagging pls

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You know it's gonna be so jover for me and I'm gonna be so beyond saving when I start putting together detailed information about my boi Zeph

(they/them btw, I call them boi or bud but in a nonbinary way)

Also can't decide what Zeph is short for. Was their deadname Joseph and they kept just half of it? Is their full first name Zephyros or something? What's their full full name? See it starts with little things like this but give me an hour and I'll have their full history 💀

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Big spiders...big fucking spiders ;----;

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hELLO

fuck that's not the best screenshot i could've taken 💀 I PANICKED OKAY

live nika reaction

Why do I get the feeling *everybody* wants to have fun with me

i didn't click it yet guys i'm 💀💀💀

so do i torture myself and leave it to tomorrow or do i go back in the game now? 👀

Fuck it let's go asexuality leaving my body as we speak

Oh boy

👁️👄👁️ gnight

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My sibling: *sends me a picture of their blorbo* Me: THAT'S NEAT, ALSO I F🤭CKED MY BLORBO YESTERDAY

And yes, those are our first messages today. No "good morning, have a nice day", more like "so this fictional man dammit", straight to the point 😌

Asking the real questions (abt their blorbo)

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Having an Annabeth Chase in Mark of Athena moment (and I don't mean that I'm doing something smart, I mean there's spiders)

FUCK YEAHHHHH WE WON (and almost died) (and in Zeph's case literally died) (but we're so back) (seriously though why do I always manage to kill just my character) (this was the worst battle I hate spiders I hate spiders so much)

I'm still shaking 😭

Having a real dummy day, besides the spider fight I'm not doing well 💀

nvm we got the pwetty book, it only took me like an hour to get here, it's fine😂

the blood, i like it 😌😏

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Oop I've got over 24 hours in the game already 🤭

btw I don't think I ever told you, my savefile name is "girl help"

Also I just quickly hopped in again now but I didn't really do much, I'm too tired to think at this point, I'll probably go to bed soon. I thought I figured something but nah not really and then I accidentally crashed the game oops 💀 my bad

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bi panic intensifies

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Something about me forgetting there could be traps and letting Zeph run straight through them over and over again…no wonder they're always on the verge of death 😭🤣

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um yeah i guess we weren't supposed to do that huh 💀

Don't worry, I reloaded 💀

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I miss my boi Zeph I wish I could be playing rn

They are so getting a backstory and like actual development once I get more into the lore and everything, just watch. And then we'll come full circle and I'll create them in ts4

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we are here

sorry not sorry but also occasionally i'm too self aware so i will be sorry but most of the time i will just not be sorry. sorry about that. but actually not sorry. sorry --

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[empty-pizza]

thoughts on gideon the ninth chapter thirty-five

lmao that's rough gideon. i'd feel like shit if i did that to someone too, even if it's not actually a bad thing to do and not your fault.

okay, it was dulcinea who killed people. yeah, that's better than ianthe. sorry for jumping the gun and blaming ianthe, last chapter. i did realize she wasn't implying it was her who did the killing midway through, though.

i maintain that this still isn't wholly surprising — the sick one, the one you'd never suspect, did it? wow, exactly what i'd expect — and making it harrow could have been a really bold and interesting move, but it works.

ohhh, it wasn't dulcinea septimus. okay, i see. not following why abigail's interest in history made her a threat, but we can keep going. the details of who she is (someone from the same family) are a bit hard to follow, but okay — she kept the corpse around and burned it with protesilaus's.

okay. this person wanted to get the emperor to come back to the system and fuck with him. who are the Hands? and now she wants to get rid of the houses while he waits, and then do... something to him?

oh this is a lyctor, huh. interesting.

oh and palamedes is already killing her

did palamedes just blow himself up?

that's a shame. he was my favorite character.

damn she really did vomit up a lung.

Cytherea the First, huh. soon to be Cytherea the dead, I hope.

Okay. I'd appreciate if any of the people who have been commenting on my post could tell me the foreshadowing for Dulcinea being the murderer, and Dulcinea not being Dulcinea. By the way, I appreciate all of your comments a ton, even though I haven't been replying (because apparently tumblr doesn't let you reply with your sideblog and using my main while mentioning I'm OP just kinda seemed like a hassle).

From a mystery perspective, I don't love this answer. I want two things for a mystery answer: One, to feel like it ties together so many pieces of evidence and foreshadowing that I realize I should have realized it all along and feel dumb. Two, ideally, for it to expand my perception of what is even possible as answer, which is pretty rare. Something like Knives Out, that treats the entire role of culprit in a unique way.

This is why I got really hyped up for the Harrow theory; I feel like her plot role was one you'd never expect to be the culprit and thus it'd be mindblowing if it was. I think it being not-Dulcinea is considerably more... regular, as a thing for a mystery story to do. I mean, I kind of called it early on that it could very well be her, since it would cause the most emotional pain for Gideon. I don't get credit for being right, because when it came time for me to put my money where my mouth is, I didn't say it was her. But like I said earlier, the sick, unassuming character? Kind of becomes just plain old assuming.

But that's just my preferences and personal expectations being projected onto a book that didn't necessarily need to conform to my ideas, and it works narratively nonetheless. I mean, clearly it does. And I hope that knowing what the foreshadowing is will enhance my appreciation. Plus, I don't even know what she did to kill Jeannemary and Isaac yet! Hope that's interesting.

From an entirely different perspective, though, this reveal is awesome. I love stories that start as one thing, only to unfold into something much bigger and more complex. That's something I like even more than the answer to the mystery being something I never would have considered — when the direction of the plot itself is like that. This started as a story about a bunch of people solving puzzles in a facility, but Dulcinea actually being Cytherea, a Lyctor, suddenly thrusts this story into something WAY bigger. There are so many questions I don't even understand well enough to ask, about the Houses, the history here, the emperor, the hands, the Lyctors, everything that's going on! This is a huge game that's being played and I am seriously looking forward to all the insane things I'd never expect that the next book will likely do. The possibilities are genuinely endless in my mind, of what this story will even be about, and that's a feeling I love. That, more than anything else, is the best thing you could take in inspiration from Homestuck and Umineko.

I'll hopefully finish the book tomorrow, but I seriously need to sleep now.

[charmixpower]

Issue Twenty-One: The Shaab Stone

They can't even color Riven's uniform right on the cover, dear lord, call that foreshadowing

On that note I'm just gonna pretend that this Riven is show Riven for all of our sanities, because if I point out how Riven is usually much more chill and cool headed in the comics we're all gonna get annoyed

I have so many questions. Implying that Magix is like a university city, but the entire PLANET

I love how Griffin gives a negative amount of fucks

If you smoke in her office she'll blow up your cigarette or cigar XD

....I thought these were highschools??? He is like a balding adult and he can enroll????? What???

This confirms that in the comics witch philosophy is a very using fire to fight fire

You know after so many evil witches you'd think people would accept this is a terrible idea but nope

Comics Tecna is so lame, me and show Tecna are entranced by a model crane

OH MY GOD AN ACTUAL REASON WHY SO MANY RANDOM PLACES ON MAGIX ARE A NO MAGIC ZONE!!! AMAZING!!!

Tbh the comics never let a plot line hang

Spy Helia, doing spy Helia things

Hey isn't having a bunch of private military in a protected/enclosed area like super illegal???? Can't we tell the authorities that the Winx comics and show decided on a dice if they exist this ep

WAIT THEY ACTUALLY THOUGHT OF TELLING THE FUCKING AUTHORITIES AND DECIDED TO SEND TEENAGERS???? THIS IS ALL YOUR DUMBASSES FAULT

I swear nothing in the Winx show is more annoying than all the authorities shoving their responsibilities on teenagers, I know the Winx need to be doing things, but still

Stella. No magic.

What are you going to be able to do???

Comic artists said purple eyed Riven supremacy

Also "at the fortress of light"???? Like principal is a political role in the Winx world????

"and see how good he is" So this was a lie

That's actually a really smart idea from Helia

We love to see it

"Let's head back!" HELIA HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND??? AND LOSE SIGHT OF IT????? YOU WERE DOING SO WELL!!

You do not need to LEAVE to call backup!!!

God I hope this just a mistranslation, bc that is so fuckin dumb gjsbfjsjs don't let the evil people with the important rock leave where you can't find them

Riven, please stop being annoying and contraction

....Sky, what the fuck. How did you get to murder??

You people have sent on a mission to get the rock.... Like am I interpreting this wrong?? But aren't they technically a branch of the law???

Also bless you Helia for realizing that leaving is a incredibly stupid ass decision

He is planning on surrounding the private army with RF people, and he's also saying to wait for authorities in Magix

I need the writers to explain what the fuck they are trying to communicate

A business man taking over magix would have a much larger affect than how you act, so it really depends on who the has the most power but I understand where ur coming from girlie

"our powers" tho??

Helia once again is doing amazing sweetie, please don't let them out of your sight

Riven no

RIVEN NO!! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW IF TIMMY IS GONNA HELP YOU!!!!

Ugh fucking dumbass, I definitely understand where he's coming from. It's right there, we should do something. But the squad is like right there too, at least try to get more than Timmy to come with

Tbh I would of liked it more if Riven got into an argument and him being loud got them found

It would of been really funny as well

See if Riven didn't ask Timmy to join him he would have just jumped out of the plane

No hesitation, no fear

And that would have been hilarious

Omg look at Helia's face 🥺 poor boy

This is part of Helia's and Saladin's 100 IQ plan together, did he know about it this far out???

I have so many questions about when they came up with that plan????

Is Tecna saying that about Riven or Timmy I cannot tell

If it's about Timmy, girl why

[writingwenches]

Please tell me about "Aegon & the Targtower family roadtrip"

WIP Ask Game Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

this is the dumb dumb ficlet I wrote for them

THANKS FOR THE ASK, LOVELY DOVELY~ I needed to explore the relationship between Aegon and Aemond as friends, if I wanted to play out Aemond being extremely loyal towards Aegon in the future~ So, what brings siblings closer together? Having shared enemies and forced family bonding time!! SO, I watched the cute lil Netflix show "The Letter for the King" and there was a youth knight tourney and I just HAD to steal that idea and force our Targboys onto a horse-only roadtrip.

The WIP is the potential second chapter of the lil story, I have a list of characters that come up later as young adults in the Red Keep...also just know I always answer everything with a novel length post, oops~

Ryver Erenford 🏳️‍⚧️ – a transman knight, he is the eldest child to Lord Erenford, their lands are along the western shores of The Bite, on the Kingsroad, near The Twins/Freys. Erenford land is where my character Lyn was raised. Im going to make a whole post about Ryver's squad, because they are my favorite OCs Ive made lol. In this time of the story, Ryver was not fully seen as a "man" by his family. So, he was allowed to travel to the Youth Knight Fest with the Frey family, but Ryver had to present himself as a "pauper" from House Frey rather than the noble that he is, so Ryver was allowed to live how he wanted...but not as an official representative of House Erenford. Eventually Ryver is going to become known as "Red Ryver" for being a fierce fighter of patriarchy themed Wildlings/Hilltribes, because I just want to mentally watch Elliot Page rip the head off a TERF, bath in their blood, and vogue with their dismembered parts.

Waltel/Oswalt Frey – I changed his name to Oswalt after publishing the story, lol. Oswalt is the youngest boy of the Frey's. He is the world's most perfect ally as the story goes on, a cishet man who befriends a bunch of queers and gives them all his loyalty. At this tourney, an extremely important/pivotal event in the Realm takes place, something that will haunt him for the rest of his days. Rumors spread so fast and got out of hand and there was nothing Oswalt or the Freys could do...but then again why would they want to...SO, he was dueling, in front of a huge crowd, something "happens" and Ossy's pant split and...his opponent immedantly yields because Ossy's junk was legendary, full on Lenny Kravits, the crowd went WILD, its the only thing people in this era know about House Frey, it's everything the perfect LGBT+ ally deserves. [tromp voice *huuuuuuuge*] I couldn't think of a good face inspo for him and then I realized it could ONLY be Barry Keoghan.

[name] Lodge – I don't know what their born name was, but this character is part of Ryver's bunch. They are genderqueer, and will become the "lumberjack in a dress" vibe once able to live in Ryver's protected colony. Lodge's family owns a very popular Inn along a main road, the family has become relatively wealthy from their business, and they do not accept Lodge, so they will meet Ryver and pledge their loyalty to him. Lodge will eventually become known as "Lady Large" another fierce fighter with Red River and Oswalt Frey.

Petyr Royce – The current young Lord of Runstone, he became Lord when Daemon kills his relative Rhea Royce. Petyr doesn't care about Targaryen politics, and wants revenge on the white haired colonizers, he doesn't care which one, and he has found himself at a tourney with three of them. Idk if he's going to do anything in this story, other than make himself known as an enemy of our Targtower boys. He might come up later to try and seduce Helaena or the boys, just to shatter their hearts as payment. IDK, I haven't decided yet where he's going.

Avrag Snow/Stone – This is my character from House Stone, (just know about me that I get hella bored when there's only European cultures on my screen so idk about GRRM, we're making some non-European centric families/lands in this house) Avrag dreams of having his family be officially recognized by the Crown, so this will be his first venture to "prove himself", he has giant's blood in him, so his lad is huge.

[name] Lowther brothers – SO, this is where I'm stuck, I want to end this tourney with a few things, and ONE is Aemond killing his first person, TWO (maybe) is Aegon/Aemond accidentally burning down a city, and claiming it was on purpose. The Lowther brothers will be asses, mock Aegon and perhaps he general bullies. Aemond will defend his brother, and was a result one brother will die, perhaps also a fire started in their town and burns half of it down. Everything was an accident, but try to explain that to the living Lowther brother...he doesn't see it that way and will come up again later. I was thinking of making the brothers identical twins...just to make the angst even more angsty. His death and destruction will haunt Aemond through the story, but Aegon isn't much bothered by it.

AU Prince Daeron Targaryen – Ive seen lots of versions of him out there, but there was ONE thought that came to my mind when learning he was sent away to Oldtown at a young age to ward. In my AU it was clear that little Daeron was "overly feminine" and Alicent knew that Daeron would not survive the harshness of the Red Keep. Aemond is picked on for being "nerdy" what would happen if her sons ganged up on Daeron for being feminine? Alicent couldn't have that, so to save her youngest son she sent him away to a place that wouldn't judge him so harshly for his feminine ways. I see Daeron as a young gay man, something he knew from a very young age. And perhaps when they grow up, he will become a military general who has all his pretty boys wrapped around his lil fingers in a cute lil army polycule? LOL My face inspo for Daeron is Jack Wolfe.

TLDR, am I basically writing this entire thing surrounding a very very very important dick joke? Yes. Yes, I am. 🫡