#i feel like that’s me every week LMAO i’m just like ‘well we’ll see what happens!’

[inkykeiji]

Clari I am crying at the leaks. :( all he wanted was to be seen I can’t

the leaks are like,,,, kind of confusing to me LMAO like aside from that heartbreaking line i’m like ????? okay so what is going on here

[edgeray]

Hi Ray! 🍅 Anon here~

Have fun on your holiday and enjoy it to the best you can! Be sure to stay hydrated, the weather is really mental these days.

Just wanted to share a bit of brainrot I had regarding soft Arle, whether or not you choose to make it into a fic is up to you!

Arle with her frame and demeanor is most definitely the Top + Dom in the relationship with reader, but how about when she’s insecure? Seeing reader take care of the children and feeling as though she doesn’t deserve to be as loved as said children, then reader after putting the kids to bed embraces Arle and puts her head against their chest so Arle can hear their heartbeat more clearly while patting Arle and assuring her that they love her for her and that she DEFINITELY deserves to be spoilt… (reader knows Arle too well to not pick up on her tells and knows that Arle’s being harsh on herself)

Or maybe reader writing in to the Tsaritsa (without Arle knowing) to ask if Arle can take a 2 week break just to take care of the children and spend time as a couple (What if!! Tsaritsa was the one who wed them!!! And just closes both eyes and approves time off). Then reader proceeds to spoil Arle in every way possible - breakfast in bed, a warm bath after sparring with the children (no, not that kind of bath, but a fluffy one where Arle gets a shoulder massage and scrubbed clean and gets lots of loving kisses everywhere she’s insecure of), a feast of sashimi and steak tartare for dinner and a soft bed and loving wife in the night. I wanna spoil Arle like that but 😭

Oh! And since Harbingers are like celebrities in Snezhnaya, do you think Arle would have a fanclub there? Think about it! She’s young, has a boatload of money (you CANNOT convince me #4 doesn’t have money when #11 has an unimaginable sum at the bank), can handle kids well (she runs the HotH), and as a Harbinger who fights she probably is ripped (RIP her actual body proportions, they’re limited by Hoyo’s models, nobody is convincing me her body type isn’t like Lady Maria’s from Bloodborne, with abs, guns and muscular. Thighs.)

0 chance that she doesn’t have a line of sapphics lining up for her in Snezhnaya, even with the rumors of her being ruthless and cruel (I mean. If the rumors worked in making people back off. Arle simps like us wouldn’t exist to begin with lmao)… Imagine Arle trying to placate Jealous!Teasing!Reader!! Like Arle coming home on Valentine’s day a bit late to find reader teasing her about having a new lover meanwhile Arle was actually out buying a new dagger for reader to protect themselves with… reader being melodramatic because she knows and trusts Arle enough that Arle would never do anything like that (and Arle knows but plays along)

R: “Oh, woe is me! My wife came home late on Valentine’s with a dagger to end our relationship, whatever should I do?”

Arle: “My love…”

And if the children are around? They’d be busy either pretending they didn’t see anything or resisting the urge to claw their eyes out or handing each other eye bleach. Sending condolences to Lyney when one of the younger children ask something along the lines of

“Brother Lyney, do you think we’ll have another sibling soon if Father and Mother are this loving with each other”

(I headcanon that Arle does teach them sexuality education but not until they’re 10 and before that the older children tell their younger siblings that children pop into existence when Papa and Mama love each other lots)

I’m so sorry this is getting really out of hand but Arle has me in a brainrot when I should be focusing elsewhere 💀

Rest Your Worries, Lax Your Heart

(Arlecchino x GN! Reader)

A/N - Thank you, I did have a fun vacation :). Wow that is a lot and I love every single bit of this ask 🍅 anon. It'd be unfair if I just wrote one part and not all of them, so what did I do? Combined all of them as best as I can, but of course some details had to be omitted/changed because of that–hopefully you don't mind. I'm a fucking genius. Also considering that Arle has an anime, but never got a beach episode, this is said beach episode. This took so long because this turned out to be pretty self-indulgent (I'm sure you know which scene it was). This is a long boi, way over what the request range is supposed to be, but hope this is worth it? Somehow, my brain was able to focus for at least like… 4 hours. Started this at 23:00 something, and it's nearly 04:00. 🍅 anon, I enjoy your asks, so I hope you personally enjoy this one :)  Content warnings / info - a bit of suggestiveness, reader is referred to as ‘Mother’ but is otherwise gn!, 3.2k words 

It took a lot of back and forth over the span of four months, writing to the Tsaritsa, but you had finally been able to arrange this without the knowledge of your husband. The Archon, generous as she is, approved of your proposal for a two week long break without much pushback or questioning, saying that loyalty was rewarded and as one of her more productive Harbingers, Arlecchino’s efforts warrant her a break. All the Tsaritsa asked for was the general details of the vacation: when, where, and the activities you would be doing, which was easy enough to answer to. Surprisingly, she bought an entire section of the Sumeru coast along with a sizable cabin for the two of you and the children for the duration of your respite when you told where you plan on the location being. You're not one to turn down such a gracious offer so you accepted it. As a Pyro user, she would surely enjoy somewhere as warm as Sumeru. 

Currently, you're holding the letter from the Tsaritsa, which contains a direct order from the Archon addressed to Arlecchino to stay at Sumeru. No matter how much you plead for her to rest, your husband only says that she can keep working and for you to not worry. Tracing the envelope stamp, you breathe in deeply before knocking on the door.

“Yes?” Called from beyond the door. 

“Can I come in, Arle?”

“Yes, my love,” she says with a lilt. 

You come in, striding towards her, holding up the back of the envelope while trying to suppress your smile. “This was addressed for you.”

Arlecchino takes it with a bit of suspicion at the crack in your facial expression. Turning it over, she notices the stamp, which is the mark of the word of the Archon. She narrows her brows and takes out a letter opener, taking out the letter with a bit more urgency. You watch her expression morph from confusion to mild shock to indifference again. 

“What does it say?” You inquire her, biting your lip to hide the smile.

“It says that I'm going to Sumeru in three days. For a respite.” She eyes you carefully, her eyes glinting red. “But you seem to know that already.” 

You nod, a smile forming . “I thought… you were working so hard, and you deserve a break. I asked the Tsaritsa if it was possible and she agreed to it, even paying for our stay there.” 

Arlecchino's face flicks to something indecipherable, like there was a hesitation, but it quickly disappears before you can think too much on it. She gets up from her desk chair, strutting to you before wrapping her arms around your midsection, pulling you into an embrace. She presses a tender kiss against your forehead. “Thank you, my dear, for your thinking of me. I'm sure the children would appreciate being out of the House. I'll tell the children about this, and we should begin packing.”  

But does she appreciate it? It's for her, after all. You chew on the inside of your cheek but your smile remains in place.

You tilt your head up to kiss her cheek. “I already packed for us. And I told the kids, already.”

“Hm, that's why they seem so antsy lately. Thank you,” Arlecchino hums. “You picked for us already?”

“Yes. Including your clothes,” you chuckle, deviously imagining her in the attires you picked out for her. At that, she raises her eyebrows.

“Oh? What are you planning, my love?” She teases, seizing your chin in her hands and tilting your head up to lock her eyes with yours. You can't stop the giggle that bubbles out. 

“Nothing too… scandalous…” you answer back. “Don't worry, it's nothing too bad. This is all for you to relax, remember? You've been working so hard, been such a good husband, so…”

You lean forward to kiss her on the mouth. Whispering against her lips, you say, “As your partner, it's my duty to make sure you're happy. Isn't that right?”

If she physically could at that moment, Arlecchino would melt underneath your words. 

—

Upon your arrival at Sumeru, you were glad you picked the outfits that you did. Travel with around twenty kids was difficult, but luckily the older kids, the twins and Freminet especially, helped a lot. Everyone was practically vibrating in excitement, with the exception of Arlecchino, though you knew it was mostly because of how inexpressive she usually was. 

Right? 

Currently, the two of you lay on the sand by the crystal clear waters, enjoying the sight of the children playing. The little ones are playing in the sand, presumably sculpting a castle, and the older ones are either engaging in a heated battle involving smacking a ball around or with Freminent in the ocean. Here, you forget that they’re a part of the Fatui, child soldiers for the Tsaritsa; here, they look like normal children and it makes your heart swell. 

Unfortunately, you're stuck in a dilemma–observe your children and take in their contagious laughter, or ogle your husband who is in the most delicious and mouth-watering attire possible. Underneath her short gray collarless jacket, was a cropped, sleeveless turtleneck that exposed her lower half of her toned stomach, including her v-line. Below are tight, black leggings which do little in hiding her muscular thighs. Everytime you look at her, a flush runs to your cheeks and you find yourself too flustered for your stare to linger because of the growing amount of indecent thoughts. You breathe deeply in an attempt to calm the raging storms of desire in your stomach, distracting yourself by observing the waves and digging your feet in the sand. For the sake of your children, you'd like for your mind to be as pure as possible. 

Blackened arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into a lap. You squeal at the sudden contact. Your husband's mouth hovers beside your ear, hot breath brushing against the shell of your ear. 

“Something interesting?” Arlecchino huskily whispers, making you shudder. One hand strokes over your stomach, invoking shivers from you. You inhale sharply before glancing at Arlecchino's face. 

“Just… watching the waves. It's calming,” you lie quickly, wondering if your racing heartbeat can be felt underneath her fingertips. 

“Your heart says otherwise,” she chuckles, turning your head over your shoulder so she can kiss you. 

After a few moments, you pull away from the kiss, and your eyes flick over to the children in the sand, still tossing around that ball over a net. “Why don't you join them? I'm sure they would love it if their Father joined their game.”

“My dear, I would destroy them,” Arlecchino bluntly remarks, and you chuckle. 

“Fair enough, I suppose.”

The two of you watch them in silence until Arlecchino breaks the silence. 

“I like what you picked for me.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Your reaction is adorable.” 

Something white-hot pricks the back of your neck. “I-I'm glad you like it. I like it too,” you stammer out, your abashment evident in your voice. 

“I can tell. Perhaps… you'd like to help me put on sun protection?” Arlecchino teases with a small smirk, removing her jacket off to reveal her lean biceps. “Over the pants, if that's alright.”

This handsome–sexy–woman is going to be the death of you, you’re sure of it. Your heart is going into overdrive, and you would be terrified of going into a stroke if you aren't more focused on your husband's physique. If it's not your heart that's going to kill you, it's the pending combustion inside of you. You squeeze your thighs against one another, pooling heat forming between your legs. 

“Y-yeah, sure,” you manage in between your laboring breathing, getting off of her lap to face her. Spreading the paste in your hand, you first venture over her neck, tenderly rubbing over her throat and then her nape, down to her sides. Her skin is hot to the touch, as expected of a Pyro user, but it somehow retains softness and flawlessness despite all the combat and harshness your husband deals with as a Fatui Harbinger. Still, unlike her composed facial features, you can feel that her pulse is as frenzied as yours–it gives you comfort that you’re not the only one feeling this. Your husband hums with contentment, watching you carefully. 

Next, you slide your hands over to her broad shoulders before feeling down her upper arm, deliberate attention to her biceps. A shuddering breath comes from you as she shifts, extending her arms more out towards you. You trace down the markings of her arm before caressing her inky elbow and forearms. Finally, you get to her wrists. An idea pops in your head as you bring her hands to your lips, kissing her knuckles and rings, giving special focus onto her engagement ring. An amused huff escapes from her, and you glance back at her. Her eyes gleam with such a rare fondness, reserved only for you. 

You glance down at the only part of her that's yet been touched, your stomach churning in itself when you're able to get a closer, longer look. You gulp considerably, your hands shaking slightly as they hover over it. 

A charcoal hand wraps around your wrist, gently guiding your palm to her until it's flushed against her skin. “Don't be shy now, love.” She smirks wickedly and you have the sense to kiss that smile off her face. 

“Shut up,” you murmur meekly, but place both hands on her stomach, your fingertips traversing over every dips created by her well-muscles stomach. It feels like your body will implode at any second now, as her body heat infects your fingers and spreads to the rest of your body. You coat her waist before your touch lingers lower, just above the waistband of her pants. You trace the indent of her v-line, your fingers nearly dip underneath her leggings. Before it can, she stops you, grasping both of your wrists with one hand as she leans in to whisper hotly near your ear.

“Let's save that for later, hm?” 

—

“Lyney, what are they doing?” One of the children inquires, as they point at Mother and Father still by the water. Father remains on top of Mother, seemingly applying sun protection, though Lyney isn't quite sure if their position is truly that… innocent. 

“Oh… Father is just helping Mother, like how I helped with the sun protection on your back,” Lyney quickly comes up with an explanation, looking away from them. 

The child remains silent, observing the older male's expression, before looking back at them once more. “Lyney, you said that when a mother and father love each other a lot, a new child comes right?” 

Lyney isn't sure if he was going to enjoy what comes next, though he has an inkling that he won't. “Yes…” 

“Does that mean Mother and Father will bring us a new sibling soon?”

Lyney sputters, looking to Lynette for assistance. 

—

After a nice day at the beach, Arlecchino takes you and the children to a local restaurant. Luckily, she was able to find one that was relatively empty, so there was no problem with fitting you and your twenty children inside. You find that the two of you rather enjoy Sumeru dishes; while you enjoy the variety of flavors, Arlecchino rather indulges in the spiciness of them. Your favorite is between the tandoori roast chicken and the lambad fish roll. Though, something bothers you during your time at the restaurant.

Arlecchino is an attractive woman; that much is undeniable, and you're well aware of the fact that she's pleasing to both men's and women's eyes. It is a common occurrence for her to attract the sights of those around her, for whatever the reason, though among the women, it is typically out of admiration. Here, this is the case as well, wandering eyes from other customers, and subtle flirting from the audacious waitress. 

After finishing your dinner, you excuse yourself to the bathroom, only to return to the two of them chatting up, although in reality it’s more like a one-sided conversation and Arlecchino is ignoring her– you're well aware of this, but you find the waitress’ presence pervasive. You approach your table quickly, kissing your husband on the cheek before glancing at the waitress.

“My husband and I would like to order dessert. Can you fetch us a menu, please?” You ask, disguising your ire with a practiced smile. Instantly, the waitress's flirtation dies and she walks away. 

You huff at the sight of the woman. “How could you, Arlecchino? After all we've been through? Talking so casually with her when I'm gone?” You jest with a gasp, faux jealousy in your tone once you notice the relieved sigh from her. Her claws release its hold on the tablecloth, leaving behind tattered sheets. 

“Oh, how I've been caught,” Arlecchino responds monotonously, playing along. “My affair with an unnamed, rather plain-featured woman has been discovered.” 

You giggle as her hand finds yours, interlocking with your fingers. “I'm in disbelief, betrayed by who I thought was my true love.”

“Oh hush now, love. Will Baklava buy your silence and heart again?” 

“Perhaps.” 

The House of the Hearth children gag as Mother and Father conciliate. 

—

“Mother, can't we stay up any longer? We're on vacation. Pleaseeeeee,” one of the children pleads as you usher them to bed, pulling the covers over them. 

“It's not healthy for you to stay up. Besides, you have plenty of time tomorrow and the rest of the two weeks to have fun. Your Father and I can't keep watch over you during the night,” you respond with, kissing them on the forehead. 

“What if Lyney or Lynette watches us?” 

“Lyney and Lynette are probably just as tired. When you wake up, we can go to the beach again, does that sound okay?” 

“Okay… good night Mother.”

You hum in delight, caressing their head. “Good night. Sweet dreams.” 

You silently walk towards the door. Arlecchino leans against the doorframe, observing you wordlessly–again, that unreadable expression appears over her, but this time it lingers. You shut the door as quietly as you can, before turning to your husband.

“Is there something you need, Arle?” You inquire. 

She shakes her head. You don't quite believe her, but you don't address it. “I'm going to go take a bath. Get all this sand off of me. Would you like to join me?” 

Arlecchino nods, and soon the two of you are in the bathroom. You let the faucet run, filling the bathtub with water as Arlecchino removes her clothing. It only takes a few moments before the two of you are seated in the bathtub, but it's a change of position this time. Arlecchino sits in between your legs, facing away from you.

“It's been a while since we've bathed like this, right?” You question softly, lightly carding your fingers through her untied hair. 

“It has been,” she merely replies, her voice almost far-away; like there’s something else on her mind. Even though you only face her back, you can tell from her lack of movement that she’s in deep contemplation.

“What are you thinking about, Arle?” Your husband bristles a bit at the question. Even after being married to you for a couple years, she's still unaccustomed to how you can read her so easily, especially when she prides herself in being incomprehensible to others, even her children. 

“Do you… not enjoy this?” You ask hesitantly with a lump in your throat. You know that she knows what you meant by ‘this’– the vacation; the entire notion of taking a break is foreign to Arlecchino, but you hope that she was able to find this beneficial. If she hates this and this vacation is supposed to be two weeks long… you don't want to say you'd be disappointed but you'd hope she'd at least be able to relax from her Harbinger duties. 

Arlecchino is silent for a few moments. “I admit… I am uneased by this, to be so vulnerable and open to assaults now that we're not in the House of the Hearth. I feel unproductive and restless without my usual work. However, at the same time, I can see how beneficial this is to the children, and it is a nice change for once to see them like this. Being able to spend time with you like this is also rather indulgent, but I cannot complain about it.” 

You smile, a weight lifted off your chest as you lean forward to press a kiss against her nape. “I’m glad. This was for you after all.”

“Although I am gratified that the children are able to experience this as well … I cannot see why you would put this much effort for me. After all, I am…” Arlecchino pauses, raising her blackened hands to her view. She doesn’t finish her sentence, but you're able to get a sense of what she’s trying to say, and another weight is placed heavy on your heart. For as confident and assured that Arlecchino likes to present herself, when it is just the two of you, she reveals a rawer, more unguarded side to her. Often, she confides in you how she grapples with why you can so fondly view her, and every time, your heart sinks. How could your husband think this way? 

Laying your chin over her shoulder, you gingerly place both of your hands underneath hers, stroking the inside of her palm with your thumb. “I know where your thoughts are leading to, Arlecchino, and they're wrong. I love you, Arlecchino. You deserve this. You deserve this treatment, you deserve a break, you deserve to be loved. Your curse, your past… it doesn't matter. These hands…” 

You continue caressing her hand with your fingers. “...They are not cursed. These hands are not unloveable. These are the same hands that protect and care for our children. The same hands that hold me. The same hands that please me. They are a part of you, and they aren't evidence that you are a monster. If you are, you wouldn't have me, and you wouldn't have the children.” 

You kiss down along her bare back, gaining shivers from the woman. “Enjoy this, my love, for me at the very least. You are my husband, so let me do my part in loving you. You've done an innumerable amount of things for me and the children, so consider this to be our repayment for you.” 

“That is why I am doing this for you, do you understand?” You whisper against her skin. 

Arlecchino nods, a shaky breath escaping from her. You finish your treatment around her shoulderblades and gesture for her to turn around. When she does, the first thing that you do is kiss her hands, peppering them with as much devotion as you can give them. To you, nothing is more beautiful. 

“You deserve everything and more. Don't forget that, Arlecchino. So let me do this for you.” It isn't an ask. It is a demand from the one person whose authority is higher than the Tsaritsa: you. 

Arlecchino closes her eyes, and lets herself melt into you. 

[zengle56]

Chocolate Covered Strawberries

Summary: George has been away for a week and is needy when he finally comes back

Warnings: Smut, p in v (wrap it before you tap it), oral m receiving, insemination? lmao

a/n: thank you so much to hahahafucku for my very first request, I hope this is somewhat what you wanted. this isn't proofread so ignore if there are any misspelled words. i hope you enjoy!

The day with your boyfriend had started out just like any other. You sluggishly trudged to Potions with that cruel Snape first thing in the morning. You particularly hated the class due to being sat next to McLaggen and his nonstop talk about Quidditch which effectively lost you 5 house points every single class with his non-stop chatter. Then, to Transfiguration 2 with McGonagall, not being your worst time of day, having your boyfriend's twin to keep you entertained but not your favorite. Then finally DADA with Mad-Eye, your last dreadful class before lunch. 

After a long work-filled lesson about how to kill wizards and witches alike with 5 different types of poisons that will give you a variety of horrid blemishes and boils covering your entire body - you waited patiently outside the class for George to come pick you up. Today you were particularly excited to see him due to the fact that he had been away with his family for about a week, his aunt Pennywhist had passed and his mother insisted on all of her children being there to attend the funeral and grieve. The only peculiar thing was that George said he had never even met his late aunt and noted that he would probably fall asleep during her service. 

You wrung your hands together, peeking at your watch as you waited for him, growing more impatient by the minute. 

“Oh come on, where is that boy?” You asked yourself, sighing feeling forgotten. 

“You mean this boy?” A voice from behind asked as you felt the warm pressure of a hand being pressed against the small of your back. Instant butterflies filled your stomach as his deep voice rang in your ears. Without another word or hesitation you turned around to hug him. Your arms stretched around his thin middle and you squeezed harder than you ever have.

“Don’t you ever do that to me again, I don’t think we can be apart for that long.” You complained, your face against his white dress shirt missing the required house tie around his neck. He chuckled, his chest effectively bouncing you around as he did so.

“I don’t think so either love, I missed you too much, besides, it was far too boring without my little troublemaker.” You rolled your eyes pulling back from his chest and smirked at his untrue words.

“No I think you have it twisted, you’re the troublemaker and I’m an angel.” You batted your eyelashes at him.

“Well there's no doubt about you being an angel.” He smiles softly. The DADA door swung open causing you both to jump, you unintentionally slamming into his body causing a burn to fall over both of your cheeks. He groaned a bit and you had no idea why, guessing that maybe you stepped onto his toe.

“Well get on, it’s time to get to lunch if you want to eat.” A large Mad-Eye grumbled, his large cane slamming into the ground with each step he took.

You both silently took that as a cue to get on walking to the Great Hall for a long awaited lunch together. You had so many butterflies you nibbled your sandwich, afraid of not being able to stomach big bites. George constantly kept a long arm over your shoulder, pulling you into him just enough to be close together but not too tightly as to restrict either of you from eating. You both are in comfortable silence, well silence between the two of you. The Great Hall rang with voices of students of all ages but your main focus was on the bickering Hermione and Ron in front of you. 

“Ronald, you can’t just keep relying on me for the answers in Divination!” She slammed her cup harshly, clearly fed up with his cheating ways.

“But Mione, think about it this way, if you help me with the work, we’ll be able to graduate together and stay together.” Ron argued. The couple surprisingly never argued as much as they had while they were still only friends but when they did it got unnecessarily heated at times. 

“Shall we go, my love?” A low voice whispered in your ear, once again instantly filling your tummy with butterflies. Nodding, you grabbed your bag, swung it around your neck, waited for George to do the same, and made your exit from the noisy room hand in hand. 

George led you into his empty dorm, it looked just as it did as the time you’d been in before just a few weeks ago. The air wasn’t stale as you had feared but comfortable, lived in. It made you feel as you did at the burrow, at home. 

“Oh! Before I forget, mum had given me a gift to give to you, it’s from her and dad.” He said, letting go of your hand and kneeling down to scrimmage through his trunk. Walking over to sit on the edge of his bed, your hand smoothing out the quilt Molly had made for his Christmas one year, you heard an audible ‘Aha’! And smiled while turning to look at George holding a small light blue box. 

“For my love.” He presented the box as if you were a queen, bowing down his head with his arms outstretched humorously. Delicately taking it from his hands, you set it down in your lap and opened the top, revealing four strawberries covered in a lilac purple chocolate, probably bewitched not to melt, an educated guess due to them being buried in the bottom of George’s trunk.

“They’re beautiful.” You smiled, appreciating the gift. 

“Mum made them for the service but later made an extra batch just for you.” He replied, getting off the floor and sitting next to you. The close proximity and the alone environment instantly gave you butterflies again but not just in your tummy, in between your thighs as well. Being apart from him certainly didn’t help the circumstances but they did give you power, in fact, they gave you an idea.

Slowly reaching into the box, you grabbed one of the strawberries in your fingertips and stared directly at it, taking your time licking your lips before bringing it to your mouth, purposefully smearing some of the melted purple goo on your lips before taking a bite. You chewed with purpose and stuck your tongue out slightly to lick the chocolate from your lips. You could see George intently watching you from the corner of your eye, a tent forming in his pants no doubt.

“Mmm it’s so good.” You practically moaned. “Want some?” you offered, finally making eye-contact with your love who was falling apart at the sight of you. He nodded vigorously before you put one of your hands on his thigh, an instant jump coming from your boyfriend. Your eyebrow instantly cocked, surprised at the sensitivity of your touch. “Sensitive?” You asked, watching as goosebumps raised upon his neck and into his shoulder line beneath his shirt. 

“It was so hard being away from you.” He mumbled as you bit into half of a strawberry, holding the sweet chocolate covered fruit between your teeth. Leaning forward with intention, he touched his lips to yours, biting into the strawberry and pulling back, chewing as the sweetness of the purple chocolate melted over his warm tongue. 

“What’s been so hard?’ you questioned with a smirk, ‘this?” Your hand moved to the growing tent between his legs and immediately a quiet accidental whimper fell from his lips. 

You smiled mischievously, knowing full well of the power you hold over him. As much as you wanted to resist, you were just as touch starved as George and you needed to feel the relief of an amazing orgasm you knew he’d be able to provide you. Unable to hold back any longer, you fell to your knees off of the bed and unbuckled his belt, rushing to unzip his zipper and pulling his pants and underwear down to his ankles. 

His hard cock sprang against his stomach, his tip angry and red and already leaking precum. Licking your lips, you grabbed the base and smacked his tip against your lips a few times, strings of the sticky precum trailing from his tip. His body shuttered, eyes rolled to the back of his head while one of his hands shot to the back of your head, grabbing a handful of your hair actively pushing your head up and down. You hid your teeth so as not to scratch him, opening your throat to the best of your abilities while he forced you down. You gagged a few times, needing to pull off for a second or two before resuming again, getting seemingly deeper and deeper each time. As the minutes passed, your face was coated with your slobber and his precum, lubing him effectively before you decided enough was enough and you needed him, badly.

“On your back pretty boy,” you say as you push his chest down before stripping off your clothes that seemed way too constricting. Leaving your soaked panties for last, you threw them in his face, him grabbing them with his teeth in turn. He groaned at the taste of your wetness soaking his tongue and his cock perked up as he tasted. 

Crawling up his body he reached up to grab your breast that hung in front of his face and feeling generous, you didn’t stop him or make him ask as you usually would. He pinched and pulled your tender nipples causing moans to spill from your puffy lips - they had swelled while sucking your boyfriend's soul from his cock. 

“Want you on my cock” he whimpered, carelessly throwing his head back and blinking his eyes rapidly. You flushed at his words but tried your very best to show nothing but confidence and dominance.

“You want me to slam my wet pussy down on your cock?” 

“Mmm” was all he could muster out before you complied to his request and sunk your hips down onto his and felt his well-endowed cock fill your hole until it hit your cervix. It painfully stung but you continued on, lowering until you were fully sitting on his erect dick. Using all of your leg strength, you slowly began bouncing yourself up and down, feeling every inch of him filling you with expertise. His hands still pinching your nipples, you felt both of your breaths speeding up, hinting that you were both close to your climaxes. 

“Oh fuck Georgie, fill me up.” You moaned and he lowered his hands down to your hips holding them in place while his hips quickly fucked into you, quickly switching your dominance to himself. As he fucked, your skin slapped together, the sound filling the room as well as the bed squeaking.

“I’m gonna-”

“Cum for me Georgie, cum inside my little pussy” you practically scream as he gives a few more fast pumps before cumming deep inside of you, soaking the outside of your cervix with his white sticky ropes. The feeling of his hot cum filling your insides made your hand that had moved to your clit move that much faster, inducing your very own orgasm that you had been longing for. As you both caught your breath, you lifted yourself off of his now limp cock that fell shriveled against his pelvic bone while you laid beside him.

“I didn’t realize how starved you really were.” You sighed as you finally caught your breath, an irremovable grin caught on your lips. 

“What can I say, I can’t go that long without my angel.” He charmed you with his words and grabbed your face to bring you in for a kiss.

“But no really, don’t ever be gone for that long again.” You say as you grabbed his face pulling away from his intense kiss.

“Ha, I wasn’t planning on it.” He assured, running his hand down your stomach. “Anyways, round two?”

[alwaysonlineau]

hi! welcome to the always online au!

for anyone who was into the hype of parkner back in late 2019/the early quarantine days, this might be a little bit familiar to you. basically, this is a social media au for marvel that i created when getting into parkner and thompsborn and when one of the main wlw ships was mj/shuri. it consisted of screenshots of (obviously fake) social media accounts (mainly twitter) of some of the marvel characters and it was mostly shitposting with a tiny hint of a plot. however, because of the mental health kick that came with quarantine, i ended up deleting the account while in a depression drop.

it’s been over 3 years and i honestly miss making this au, as it was just fun and gave me something to do, and a few days ago i realized that i still have the apps i used when i originally made this au and all of the fake tweets and messages were still on them, so… well.

basically, i decided to bring it back!

so, if you don’t remember or never saw this au when it was originally happening, you might have some questions! under the cut is a very basic q&a:

what is the always online au about?

nothing! also everything! like i said, it was entirely a shitpost account that very vaguely had a plot, but it was 100% just something i did in my free time for fun!

it’s essentially me throwing my sense of humor in a box with ships and characters that i like and then violently shaking it until something that i find funny comes out and then i would post it !!

ships and characters? which ones?

like i mentioned above, i made this during like the late 2019-2020 era of parkner hype, so, obviously, it was mainly parkner (peter parker/harley keener) BUT it also features many other marvel ships! i am going to be changing the ships up a bit to better match my current preferences. i’ll include a list of ships below this paragraph, but first, this is also going to include PLENTY of platonic/familial dynamics as well! so if you love stucky, sorry they aren’t dating in this but they are obviously besties, and there’s irondad, stuff like that, okay? i’ll try to include it all!

ships:

parkner (peter parker/harley keener)

ironhusbands (tony stark/james rhodes)

gwemj (gwen stacy/michelle jones)

peppermay (pepper potts/may parker)

sambucky (sam wilson/bucky barnes)

thompsborn (harry osborn/flash thompson)

nedbetty (ned leeds/betty brant)

thorbruce (thor/bruce banner)

and more that i will add to this list as i figure them out! suggestions are more than welcome!

characters include everyone in the above mentioned ships (obviously lol) as well as any and all marvel/mcu characters that feel relevant to include! such as:

happy hogan

shuri

t’challa

the guardians of the galaxy

matt, foggy and karen from daredevil

funny accounts for villains

norman osborn (ew)

loki (and maybe mobius? maybe include that ship too? i haven’t watched loki season 2 yet so we’ll see i guess lmao)

and more! again, i am open to suggestions!

if anyone has ideas for characters, ships, or dynamics to include, feel free to message me or send an ask!!

how often should i expect updates?

that one is kind of tricky, because i am an adult with a full time job who is also balancing hobbies and family and everything all at the same time. this is something that i’ll try to work on during my free time, and when i did this before it wasn’t hard to make updates once i figured out what i wanted to do for them, but still, my free time kind of depends on the day and the week.

i’m not going to commit to a strict schedule, but i don’t work weekends so my goal is to update every weekend! if i miss a weekend, i’ll try to get it posted during the week, and if i have a week with extra free time, i’ll do some additional posts as well.

i’ll do my best to be regular with it!!

anything else i should know?

yes! this is an ongoing creative project that i’m doing for fun, and i want it to be fun for anyone and everyone who may come across it! that means i want it to be interactive!! this is something i did before, as well.

for instance, when i was running this au in 2019/2020, someone sent an ask wanting to see harley finding out about the vulture after him and peter start dating, so i answered the ask with this:

obviously this au isn’t picking up from where the old one left off, so those tweets are not considered canon to the current always online au, BUT that’s just an example! i want people to feel free to send in asks and questions for the characters or for situations, and i will do my best to make it fit into the canon of the au!!

i think that’s it?

if anyone has any additional questions, comments, or concerns they would like me to address, feel free to send them in! i’m going to try to get the first update of this au posted today (october 17, 2023) but no promises! if not today, it WILL be up tomorrow!

once the official au is being posted, i’m also going to create a pinned post that links to this one as well as all the au updates and anything else necessary to include (like the tagging system i’m going to create and things like that) so that will be posted shortly after the first update is out! for now, thank you for reading!

i hope to see you guys always online ;)

[illfoandillfie]

Kinktober Day 17: Afternoon Delight

Kinktober Masterlist | Regular Masterlist

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x Reader

Words: 749

Warnings: more sweet than smutty, implied sex, discussions of filming sex scenes for movies, just pedro being v reassuring and lovey dovey.

A/N: highkey inspired by a scene in a book i read recently (the seven husbands of evelyn hugo) lmao

It had been a quiet weekend, one of the rare occasions neither you nor Pedro had anything scheduled. You’d allowed yourselves to sleep in, had a nice brunch with your coffees, and then settled in for a relaxing day of doing very little. By the mid-afternoon Pedro way sitting on one end of the couch reading and you were laying across the rest, your head in his lap, your attention on your phone. Every so often you let out a soft hum as Pedro absentmindedly played with your hair, and sometimes one of you would interrupt the quiet to share something funny you’d seen or just comment on how nice it was to do nothing. After some time in the peaceful bliss, Pedro’s page turning happened less frequently. You didn’t click to it right away but it became increasingly clear that something other than the plot of the novel had his attention. Finally, he cracked.   “Hey, there’s something I wanted to talk to you about.” You dragged your attention from your phone, “What is it?” “It’s about work next week.” “Mmm, what about it?” you asked, pushing yourself to sit up and face him better, a suspicion of what he was trying to get at already in your head.   “Well, next week we’ll be filming the sex scene.” “Right, I remember you mentioning that you’d be doing that soon.” “I thought I should warn you that it’s coming up, I think it’s going to be quite an...intense scene.” Your forehead creased as you pondered what that meant, “How so? What do you mean intense?” “Well, like I said before it’s got some actual nudity in it. Not full frontal but definitely my ass and I think her uhhh chest...maybe other parts too.” he blushed a little as he skirted around the words, “It’s not going to be a fade to black type scene, we aren’t shying away from showing the sex.” You’d let out a giggle as he’d cutely stumbled over his phrasing but fell quiet again with the rest, “Okay....do you feel like it’s overly gratuitous?” "No. I don’t think so. Our director explained his vision and the three of us talked through the scene. We came to the conclusion that it’s important for the characters. Seeing their desire for each other and seeing that each of them receives pleasure from the other will help the audience understand decisions they make later on. It’s not like it’ll be pornographic anyway, but it might not be that taseful either.” “Okay.” “Okay?” You shrugged, “Well, what do you want me to say? I mean I can’t say I’m thrilled at the idea of seeing you fuck someone else or even pretend to. But I know it’s your job and it sounds like it’s in there for a reason and that you were included in decisions about it, so if you feel comfortable doing the scenes then... okay.” “I’d still like to know if you have any misgivings,” he grabbed your hand, giving it a squeeze, “I’m not the only one this scene could effect.” You squeezed his hand back in a silent acknowledgement of his thoughtfulness, “I don’t know that I’d feel entirely comfortable watching it.” “If you want to skip the premiere screening you can.” He smiled, only a little bit teasing.   You laughed, “No, just give me a heads up when it’s coming up so I can close my eyes or pop out to the bathroom or something.” He chuckled, “Alright, deal.’ You swallowed thickly, “You don’t feel anything for her, do you? Your co-star I mean.” “No, definitely not. She’s beautiful, can’t deny that, and she’d really great to work with, but no.” You nodded again but before you could say anything more he’d pulled your hand to his chest, “You’re my heart. I want to do the scene because I think it’s important for the story we’re telling and the character I’m playing, but you are the only person I actually want to be with.” You smiled, “I know, but it’s very nice to hear you say it.” “I can do more than say it, if you like, I can prove it?” “How would you do tha-” Pedro cut you off, leaning in to kiss your neck and you melted into him with a nod and an, “mmhmm, yes please.” He laughed softly against your ear, making a shiver run down your spine, his hands already moving to remove your clothes, “It’ll be my absolute pleasure.”

[yeowangies]

Blood Stains

CHAPTER VI: Hits Different

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PAIRING: Raditz/Reader RATING: Explicit CONTENTS: Canon Divergence AU, Slow burn, Smut, Enemies to Lovers. WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content. WORDCOUNT: 3847

Summary:

Raditz is kissing you like he can’t get enough of you, and you moan softly against his lips, feeling as if there isn’t enough air in this room.

Notes:

I have a lot of things going on in my life, things related to my family and my mental health, and I want to let you all know that I don't know how often I'll be able to update from now on. Maybe I'll update next week like I always do, maybe not. But I want to let you all know, just in case.

I modified the chapters count because well, it's 12 chapters in total now, I have a lot to say about this story lmao

The moment most of you have been waiting for! Enjoy!

You can check the tag #*bs if you wanna see the previous chapters.

You meet him halfway when he leans down to kiss you again, crushing your lips with his. Your arms wind up around his shoulders, clinging to him tightly as his hands roam your waist and back, pressing you closer to his body. 

Raditz is kissing you like he can’t get enough of you, and you moan softly against his lips, feeling as if there isn’t enough air in this room. Especially when he smirks and grazes his teeth against your bottom lip, making you tug at his hair for more. 

His hands slide under your shirt cautiously, waiting for you in case you change your mind. You don’t; you’ve been wanting this since you saw him the very first time, and his lips against yours feel so good, and his hands burn your skin as they skim up your back. It’s all better than you imagined all these previous months, and your heart is beating so fast in anticipation for what’s to come. 

When you don’t stop his hands from touching you further, Raditz pulls off your shirt, leaving you in just your shorts. You aren’t wearing a bra anyway. He stares for a moment before leaning down to kiss you again, his hands tracing the shape of your breasts now, making you hum. You tug at his shirt next, breaking the kiss to help him get rid of it faster. When he chuckles, you glare at him playfully. 

“Don’t laugh at me.”

“But you’re a funny woman, how can I not?”

His hands cup your breasts as you keep glaring at him, but you falter when his thumbs graze your nipples. You ignore his quiet laugh this time as your eyes scan his naked torso; Raditz has a few scars, the biggest one being the most recent from his fight with Goku and Piccolo. Your fingers trail his hardened skin, feeling every curve and dip, from his shoulders down his chest until you reach his abdomen. There isn’t a single flaw on him, and even his scars just make him much more enticing.

You want to take off his pants already, but he wraps his arms around your waist, abruptly picking you up. You’re roughly thrown on the bed, bouncing on the mattress, letting out a small yell in surprise. You gape at him, trying to think of a word or two to say, but he’s already reaching for your shorts and panties, forcefully yanking them down your legs. 

“B-Be careful! I’m not a warrior or anything like it!” You scold him, nudging his head with your foot. 

“I know you’re not, you’re way too soft to be one.” Raditz quips with a grin as he crawls over you. 

“Excuse you, I could be a warrior if I wanted to.” 

“We’ll see how you handle me then, girl.”

He kisses you before you can add anything else, with a hand cupping your cheek before traveling down your neck and chest, fondling your breast and pinching your nipple, making you flinch in response. It gets harder to think when his lips leave yours to explore your jaw, settling on the skin under your ear. Raditz inhales deeply, taking in your scent, and you gasp when he licks your earlobe. His body is pressed to yours, his hot skin in direct contact as he keeps nibbling and kissing your sensitive skin, you can’t help but make all kinds of noises. You spread your legs to better accommodate him on top of you, and it makes you realize you’re wetter than you thought, and that he’s still wearing his pants. 

A loud moan escapes you when he grinds his hips down, his clothed erection rubbing against your folds just right. He grunts ever so slightly, keeping up the moves of his hips as he licks down your neck. Your legs twitch every time he grazes your clit with the roughness of his pants, the fabric making the stimulation a lot rougher than you’d like, but it still feels incredible to have him so close, with his lips on your neck and his hot hard body on top of you. 

Your hands thread through his hair before you run your fingers down his back. You bump gently against his tail where it meets his lower back, and you get a low growl from him. You notice the shudder that wrecks him, memorizing your small finding for later. You want to get him naked now. 

“Ta-Take off your clothes…” You whimper, hooking your fingers on the waistband of his pants.

“Not yet.”

Raditz pulls away, and you feel cold when his body leaves yours. His eyes roam down your naked body with a hungry gleam as one of his hands fondles your breast. 

“You’re gorgeous.” He purrs, his other hand pushing your thigh to the side to open you up more. 

You squirm sheepishly under his gaze, but smile as Raditz leans down to kiss across your collarbone. He trails his lips lower, licking the curves of one of your breasts before taking a nipple into his mouth. You gasp before humming when he gently sucks, making the skin between your legs tingle with arousal. He looks up at you with a cheeky grin as he switches to your other breast, and you let out a short yell when he bites on the upper curve before lapping at your nipple. He’s taking his sweet time in your chest, groaning contently as he sucks on your tit, making you arch your back. 

While you won’t complain about it because it does feel good to have his mouth on you, he’s also taking way too long to get to the best part. You cradle his head to your chest with your fingers tangled up in his hair, but as he keeps sucking and licking, you start tugging at it. He chuckles against your skin, giving your nipple a parting lick before moving downwards, placing kisses down your stomach. You wiggle, biting down a laugh when he licks around your belly button. He seems amused by your reaction, but keeps going lower until his lips are finally just above your entrance. 

It’s a surprise that Raditz wants to go down on you, and even more so that he doesn’t seem as desperate for this as you are, or as you thought he might be. He’s even surprisingly soft and sweet. You assumed he would take you at once, but he’s teasing you as he explores your body, and while it’s definitely nice, you expect more stimulation than playful licks and kisses. 

He presses his nose to the lowest part of your abdomen, inhaling your scent, before pulling away, getting a hold of your thighs and folding your legs over your body. You gasp as he leers at you with dark eyes, your inside stirring more with anticipation. You hope to God he does something quickly or you’re going to lose your mind. 

Luckily for you, Raditz doesn’t waste any more time, keeping his hands on your thighs as he lowers himself over your exposed sex. His hot breath washing over your wet folds is the first thing you feel, and it makes you flinch. His tongue slowly dragging from bottom to top is next, and a moan wrecks right through you, making your body shudder when he grazes your clit. He repeats the same action, your thighs twitching this time when the tip of his tongue flicks over your clit. Your hands grips the sheets tightly, unable to actually move your hips against his face in this position. What he’s doing feels incredible, but you still get the feeling that he’s toying with you, and you can’t even see his face with your legs obstructing your vision.

“Raditz… Please…” You whimper as his tongue runs over your clit. 

“Please what?” He asks, and you can hear the smirk on his face. 

“Please, stop teasing me…”

Raditz groans approvingly, licking a bold stripe across your folds before wrapping his lips around your clit. You cry out, arching your back as he starts to earnestly suck. His moves alternate between licking, kissing and sucking, and you can’t control the way your body reacts, toes curling, abdomen tensing, and moans and gasps continuously spilling from your lips. 

He lets go of your legs and you feel two of his digits pushing into you. You didn’t think his fingers were that thick until now, and it’s a wonderful sensation when he curls them inside while keeping up his moves with his tongue, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. His free hand rests over your hip, keeping you in place as he devours you. 

As much as you want to, you don’t have the strength to watch Raditz as he eats you out; you keep shuddering with every move of his tongue and fingers, you can’t even keep your eyes open, the tension increasing in your belly makes your brain turn into mush. He’s happily slurping and sucking on your clit, steadily pumping his fingers, and it feels like your skin is ablaze with how much pleasure is building up. 

You want to revel in his mouth against your most erogenous area for a little bit more, but you’re bound to come soon; he keeps stimulating you non stop, your climax his only goal. You put your hands on his head, simultaneously pressing his head closer and tugging at his hair to somehow warn him you were close. 

When the tension on your body is released, you let out a shaky moan, your thighs quivering on either side of his head as you come. Raditz keeps moving his tongue and lips, despite the death grip you have on his hair, and he helps you ride out your peak with his fingers steadily moving inside you, until your mind goes blank and you feel like you’re floating. 

You sigh when he pulls them out, and gasp when you feel his tongue licking across your entrance, feasting on your release. You’re not exactly sure if you want to keep him close or push him off, but after a few licks that make you tremble, he pulls away altogether. He’s grinning smugly as he slowly crawls over you, and you blush at the sight of your wetness making half his face glisten. 

“You taste better than I dreamt of.” Raditz wipes his face the back of his hand before leaning down to kiss you. 

When he slides his tongue inside your mouth, you hum, tasting yourself in his lips. He still has his pants on and you feel the fabric rubbing in between your legs, making you squirm.

“Take off your pants already!” You pant into the kiss, making him laugh. 

“Desperate, aren’t you?” Raditz pulls away to tug them down along with his underwear. 

“Like you aren’t…” You quip, your eyes going directly towards the prize you’ve been waiting for all night. 

You gape when his cock is finally free, springing out of his boxers as he pulls them down and off. His size and length shouldn’t surprise you with how enormous the rest of his body is, but you can’t help it. You wonder if that will actually fit. 

Raditz chuckles as he briefly kisses you again.

“I’ll go slow.”

“O-Okay…” 

Your eyes fix on his face then, just as he looks down at you with a confident glint in his gaze. This doesn’t seem like the same person who months ago arrived on Earth and basically threatened to destroy this planet. You have agreed to put both of your circumstances to the side for the sake of this, but he’s changed, and it’s piquing your interest.

“What is it?” Raditz asks, his smirk flattening the more you stare.

“Nothing…”

“Did you change your mind?”

“What? No!” You put your hands on his shoulders when you notice he’s moved to pull away. “No, I want this, I want you.”

He sighs, satisfied with your answer and leans down to kiss you again. You wrap one arm around his shoulder, tangling your fingers in his hair while your other hand trails down his torso. He groans against your lips when you stroke his dick, wrapping your fingers around it and steadily moving your hand up and down. His hips move into your touch ever so slightly, and he growls lowly when you flick your thumb over the slit, smearing precum all over. 

Breaking the kiss, Raditz gently pushes your hand away from his length to wrap his own around it, his other hand gripping your thigh. He idly pumps his cock in anticipation, shifting and pressing his body closer as he positions himself over your entrance. You brace yourself with your hands on his shoulders, looking down to see his every move. 

“Slow…” You breathe, followed by a gasp when he nudges your entrance. 

Raditz grunts in response as he eases himself inside. He has prepared you well, more than well, but the more he pushes in, the more you realize it’s going to be an extremely tight fit. You loll your head back when he’s fully sheathed, panting at the stretch, as your body begins to slowly accommodate to him, especially when his hands start soothingly caressing your body, and his lips find your neck again. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” He whispers in your ear, kissing the skin there. “You feel amazing.”

His voice is breathless, you know he wants to move, but it makes your heart flutter knowing that he’s waiting for you to feel ready. It only takes a couple of seconds before your body fully adjusts to him, and you wiggle your hips a little to let Raditz know that you want him to move. He gets the message, pulling away from your neck to look at your face as he moves his hips gently. 

Your eyes fall shut when you feel his dick slowly move into you, stroking everywhere inside you, easily reaching your most sensitive spot with his impressive size. The stretch and the ache soon blend in with pleasure, and you moan, unable to stop yourself. You hear him groan above you, feel his lips close to yours, mixing your breaths together as he keeps sliding his cock in and out slowly, way too slow. This feels good until you start getting used to him, and now you want more, you actually want him to fuck you.

Wrapping your legs around his waist, you look up at Raditz through hooded lids, kissing his lips briefly.

“I want more.” You purr into the kiss, sneaking your hands around his neck. 

“I might break you.” He huffs with a smirk, mocking you.

You yank at his hair hard, earning a low groan, and it’s a gorgeous sight, seeing his face surprised and flustered by your move. He obviously likes that.

“Break me, then.”

Raditz kisses you forcefully and you let out a startled noise as his hips pull back before slamming against yours. You moan sharply into his mouth, his dick hitting inside roughly, your body vibrating in response. Pulling away to sit back, his hands grip your hips tight enough to bruise, exciting you even more. He thrusts into you violently, and you mewl, seeing stars behind your lids. Your back arches with every snap of his hips, his cock easily stroking your deepest parts.

Your body is completely under his control, his hands holding onto you and making your hips meet his as you throw your head back into the sheets, unable to stop all the sounds spilling from your lips. Pleasure has pooled in your belly since he first pushed inside you moments ago, but you already feel so close to the edge again, the way he slams his cock inside you over and over again making you pulse with bliss. 

When you lock eyes with Raditz, it makes your insides stir with how dark and lustful his gaze is, like he’s ready to devour you any second, and you hope he does. Neither of you has come during this round yet, but you already want to repeat this, and you’re praying he’s enjoying himself as much as you are. The grunts he utters when you claw at his forearms make you think he does. 

The harder and faster he moves, the closer you get to your release, and you can’t believe how easily he has let you reach that point; it’s like he has always known your body and where to touch and how to touch. You can’t warn him about your impending climax; his name is the only thing on your mind, but you know if you try to say it outloud, it will only come out as jumbled words. 

You cover your face with your hands, in disbelief about how good this feels just as the tension inside you comes undone. Your body shivers uncontrollably and your mind turns white as Raditz keeps sliding his cock in and out you, momentarily falling out of rhythm when you tighten around him, making him groan. You hear him curse, hear him utter some praises for you, but you’re too far gone to actually understand. Especially because he keeps moving, prolonging your peak and making your thighs quiver around his waist. 

You grip his arms when he leans down, to push him off or pull him closer, you’re not sure, but he decides for you, licking and kissing up your neck. 

“You’re fucking perfect,” Raditz groans into your skin, grazing his teeth against your throat. “I’ve been imagining you like this all this time, lying underneath me, coming all over my cock.”

Hooking your legs on his elbows, he starts brutally pounding into you, seeking his own release now. You whimper, too sensitive and overwhelmed, feeling like you might even break apart if he keeps going. But he’s breathing into your neck and his pace becomes uneven, showing you how close he is to his own orgasm. 

His tail wraps itself tightly around one of your thighs, and it squeezes you hard a second before he comes. Raditz shudders and growls deep from his chest, holding onto you as his cock throbs, making you gasp when you feel his cum filling you up.

When he stills completely, you run your hands up and down his back soothingly. You’re both trying to catch your breath, and you feel as if you’re floating outside of your body. That has been so much better than what you had imagined all this time. It felt so right to have Raditz ravish your body like that. Even now, when he’s still technically inside you, in the afterglow, it feels right. 

You wince as he pulls out, his tail untangling itself from your leg when he rolls onto the side. You blink a couple of times, staring at the ceiling in complete awe. You’re sure all the build up leading up to this situation for months had contributed to this amazing development, but if you had known it was going to be this insanely good, you would have jumped him one of the very first days. 

“Why did we wait so long to do this again?” You ask, rolling to your side to check on him. 

“We’re supposed to be enemies…” Raditz replies flatly with a hoarse voice. 

You hum in acknowledgement as you take in the sight of him, lying completely spent on your bed. You have both seen too much of one another from the get go, but this image of Raditz, naked and flushed in the afterglow of such an intense orgasm hits differently, making your chest swell with affection. When he turns his gaze towards you, you’re still staring, and his eyes slowly travel down your body, doing exactly the same thing you did, and you smile when you see him grin.

You lean closer cautiously; you want to cuddle a bit but you’re not sure if he’s up for that. When he doesn’t push you away, you drape an arm over his waist, resting your head on his shoulder. 

“What are you doing?” Raditz looks at you, intrigued.

“Um, cuddling… you don’t like it?” 

“I’ve never done it. Is it a custom?”

“Uh, yeah, I guess, after sex especially…” 

“What’s the purpose of this?” He’s not precisely relaxed as you curl up closer until you run your hand up and down his side. His eyes flitter in between your face and the hand you have on his torso, but it doesn’t seem like he wants to push you off. 

“The short explanation is that it feels nice.” When Raditz keeps staring at you like he’s expecting more, you go on. “Our brain releases a lot of hormones during and after sex, and cuddling can make those nice feelings last longer. Plus it makes me want to do this again.”

You didn’t really think it through when you added that last sentence, but he doesn’t seem fazed, just more perplexed. 

“Are you fucking with me?”

“No,” You snicker. “I swear it’s true. I don’t know if Saiyans have that same chemical process, but it’s what happens with humans. We don’t have to do it if you don’t want to, though.”

When you move to pull away, Raditz grabs your arm. 

“I don’t know if what you just said is true or not, but I do enjoy having you naked against me.” 

He smirks and you giggle in response, satisfied with his reaction. 

“You have to put an arm around me to cuddle.” You pat your shoulder to show him, and he complies without words, wrapping his arm loosely around you. “You have to start trusting me a bit.”

“Because you trust me too? Even after all the information you didn’t share with me?” Raditz teases you with no real hostility. 

“I trust you enough to invite you into my bed when I’m the most at risk here. You said it many times, you can kill me easily if you want to.”

“We both know I have no intentions of harming you. Unless you want me to do that.” His hand travels from your shoulder down your back, making you shudder. “You did ask me to break you, did you not?”

“Well, you’re going to find out for yourself if I’m into that, aren’t you?” You show him a playful smile that gets wider when he shifts to lie on his side, pulling you closer. 

Raditz is looking at you with predatory dark eyes, and you gasp, startled, when you feel his hard-on poking your thigh. It has only been a few minutes, but he’s ready for another round? You wonder briefly if it’s a Saiyan thing, but you don’t get to ponder more on the thought when his hand slides up your thigh, gripping it firmly and hoisting it over his hip.

When he starts kissing your neck, any thought currently on your mind gets thrown away so you can focus on how right it feels to have his lips on your skin, and even more when his fingers sneak in between your legs.

[sukirichi]

dtd is SOOOO taylor swift coded so here are some of my favourite lyrics that i think perfectly depict this series 😓😓

false god: “they say the road gets hard and you get lost when you’re led by blind faith”

don’t you: “you don’t know how much I feel I love you still so why don’t you, don’t you?”

untouchable: “you gotta, come on, come on, say that we’ll be together”

say don’t go (this one ESPECIALLY): “why’d you have to, make me love you, i said ‘i love you’, you say nothing back” my heart breaks every time 💔💔💔💔 praying for sunayn endgame

literally the whole of wildest dreams and happiness 😭💔

girl at home: “don’t look at me, you’ve got a girl at home and everybody knows that”

babe: “since you admitted it i keep picturing her lips on your neck, I can’t unsee it”

fortnight: “I love you, it’s ruining my life”

who’s afraid of little old me?: “the scandal was contained, the bullet had just grazed, at all costs keep your good name, you don’t get to tell me you feel bad”

my tears ricochet: “even on my worst day, did I deserve babe, all the hell you gave me, cuz I loved you, I swear I loved you”

guilty as sin: “what if he’s written ‘mine’ on my upper thigh only in my mind?”

you’re losing me: “and I wouldn’t marry me either, a pathological people pleaser, who only wanted you to see her” BAWLING RN 😭😭😭😭😭😭

okay on a side note your writing has CHANGED MY LIFE I swear I look forward to dtd tuesdays so much now that they’ve become one of the highlights of my week and listening to ts while reading just amplifies all the emotions felt from your writing 🫶🏻🫶🏻 im rooting for sunayn so HARD he really just deserves all the love don’t fight me pls 😓😓 sunayn will always have my heart sorry kiyo 😁

OMGGG these songs i listen to them too when writing dtd!! ESPECIALLY FALSE GOD (its so sunarin) and SAY DON’T GO!! the lyrics in say don’t go is soooo yn like don’t leave rin 😩 OMG AND wildest dreams + style for omi!! honestly for omi i only listen to the sweet songs like invisible string and you are in love but sometimes ‘the 1’ suits him so well too 🥹

PLS you’re hitting right in the feels with girl at home and babe! everytime i wanna write some angry yn scenes, i always go to the best part in babe </3 oh and fortnight oooh i love that, that was my motivation to write dtd again lmao. ALSO MY TEARS RICOCHET AND YOU’RE LOSING ME the lyrics are so!! you got them spot on nonnie 😭 and guilty as sin for omiiii will forever only be associating that man with yearning and passion! ALSO thank you so much, i’m so happy you’re looking forward to dtd tuesdays! your kind words made my day, this is so sweet, thank you 🥹🫶🏻 and sunayn endgame huh... we’ll see 👀

[unsleepingtales]

Burrow’s End episode 8

Two minutes in and I’ve lost the plot this is delightful

I’m gonna be totally honest gang I am exhausted and distracted tonight so we’ll see how this goes

Let’s hear it for the muas btw. Knocking it out of the park every single time

We’ve skipped hat and gone straight to miter.

Oh yeah the hat chant was fun

SHES PUTTING ON THE POPES HAT

Siobhan I love you

Unsleeping city shirt!

She’s so chill about it lmao

Tula’s heart is still beating???

The name of their cop show 😭

My body is composed of tubes :)

What has happened to your family indeed

Erika <3

Oh goddamn okay

What

Revenant Tula confirmed! Fascinating

Oh I thought that was gonna be a comedic beat and then it Was Not

Oh is this a thing Geoffrey cast on her???

Wait when she said ‘the winter we had lost dad’ did she mean Kenji or Geoffrey?

This does not feel like the whole truth.

Jasper looks SO devastated

You cannot really blame them

Oh that’s some thoughts that sound a lot like suicidal ideation

Yeah just checked the warnings! Glad they put the warning in for it.

Oh Geoffrey info!

Avaaaa

DAMN

She has needed to snap for so long

Oh Rashawn 💜💜

We are EIGHTEEN minutes in Jesus Christ

Let’s hear it for ttrpg safety tools! And players that communicate with one another!

MeatWolf merch when

It is NOT kosher

God what is with GMs and the word viscera.

Bennet!

I mean you could have said like. Explain or something but go off

Oh nooooo

I’m very not alive :)

Ok good thank you

Good lord

Hello???

“Since we got here” you’ve been here One day but ok

No? That’s not at all what was said?

It really does seem like a magical hat

That seems like a good call yeah

How did we get here things were SO tense like two minutes ago

GIRL

That was NOT subtle

Thorn is so fucking creased 😭

If Bennet turns out evil I will cry

Guys maybe chill. You just got off the topic of the killing.

What point are you trying to make??

You cannot try to pull the ‘we’re new’ card right now

That makes me want to Die in My Body

What’s the DC on democracy?

Thorn cleric level??? Is that new or was that there last ep and I missed it??

Is this just a normal thing that happens??

If you didn’t want me to fuck it up you wouldn’t have had such a whimsical redwall-ass name I am DEAD

Yeah no it’s the accent and the whimsical name it has nothing to do with jwc’s Astronomical talent or storytelling ability

He’s reluctant but he is still a cult leader cmon now

Jesus

OH ok

That was wild few seconds

How is he rolling so well now?

What

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh

Awwwwww

The DEEPEST betrayal from her husband

She’s already dead man

Nuclear radiation did that sweetheart.

What

How do they have guns

Horrifying!

MeatWolf Merch When

They’re coppers now? Maybe don’t? Idk idk idk

Just a thought!

Erika <3

No yeah sometimes you do just need the shit kicked out of you

So… are they gonna tell Bennet that they put spies in the police force

I saw that eye twitch

Gotta nudge the homies

That was such a muppet face Brennan just pulled

What a lovely moment actually

The name bit keeps getting me-

Oppenheimer 😭

Warby Parker is Not that affordable lmaoooo zennioptical.com forever

We’re getting so many sponsors this week

was that just a fritos bit sweetie or did you wanna do something in character I’m dead

Maybe it’s the week I’m having but the jokes are hitting harder this week

The sass

We’re roughhousing :)

After this season I’m gonna try and make an actual timeline of events

Oh god that was just this morning

Aww Erika’s face

That is so purely sweet

Oh they’re GONE

augh

Psychic damage in real life

The energy is wild rn

Lotta strong feelings

Okay here we go

He’s hot though.

Sabotage??? Like by stoats sabotage?

He’d already been exposed to the radiation

Oh my god

Five??

Oh that’s not gonna haunt me at ALL

SHE’LL BE BACK

What the fuck is happening Aabria. Aabria what.

Phoebe?

God I wish I knew more about this specific section of history so I could know what’s in historical context and what’s Burrow’s End lore

God radiation is so fucked up

The shadow puppet show! We found the light and began the world

Ooh I just noticed the gm screen changed and you can see inside now that’s so cool

An egg threat!

I’m

I’m gonna lose it I think

I need to have an in depth understanding of things please

I would like to know what is going on :) I am stressed and confused :)

Plot twist they’re all vegetarian now

Oh my god Aabria you’re brilliant

I am terrified!

Ok it’s 2 am I’m going to sleep and hopefully I don’t have nightmares about stoats I will be back to rewatch and re-freak out tomorrow!

[chthonicgodling]

What’s the furthest Loki has gone to protect a kid or to get revenge on someone who’s wronged them ?

thank you!! (attention everyone I am right now accepting eLoki’n’kids questions, pre-Elysium, past-Elysium, current-Elysium— pls humor me ty ty)—

there’s two big answers for this! there’s an entire essay in here of COURSE. firstly though Lemme just — Mission Statement — a quote from eLoki himself!! From way back in (checks notes) …..oh LITERALLY just two weeks ago (wonder what that’s about) -

“My children, they prophesize to end the world, to bring about apocalypses[…] You know I’d choose them any time. Every time.”

so bearing that in mind what’s the furthest Loki would go to protect/avenge one of his kids? UHH

PRE-ELYSIUM FIRST — as we’ll recall Loki’s upbringing was [looks directly at the camera] and despite Odin’s direct series of one million cruelties against Loki’s first six children, Loki’s relationship with his own father was. umm. complicated. getting direct revenge on odin himself seemed impossible, though also held back by the confines of being conditioned to both fear him and somehow STILL crave some sort of approval from him— until uhhhhh Loki finally completely snapped and those confines vanished (rather — warped then vanished?listen…. Listen. Yknow. cmon we. all. know what happened then) lmao BUT that’s not what I’m talking about

Odin’s confiscation of first born Sleipnir was of course traumatizing but many years later, having Hela, Fen, and Jör ripped away from him — all at once — PHYSICALLY — with begging and screaming involved — was further traumatizing enough for Loki to snap for the first time. He easily could have slaughtered the field of armed guards who Odin had sent to tear away the kids (well, teens at the time) but had stopped solely because they’d threatened to harm the three of them. Okay, fine he’d “let” them go, so long as they wouldn’t be injured. They weren’t at least, just separated and banished far away.

So instead thoughts turned to retaliation - not upon Odin himself ever untouchable and despite it all, his own father (the Loki of today LAUGHING at this sentiment, he probably should have just fuckin killed Odin then lmao).

Loki in the action of spiraling paused thoughts of revenge by.. accidentally becoming pregnant with Vali and Nari, but when he moved with them and their mom Sigyn back into the palace, he was in a DARK place only made worse by the constant cruelties of the palace whispering about those three banished kids behind his back. What better way to get revenge then to rip away a son himself, make Odin feel what he’d felt????!

…..okay well. Despite it all Loki couldn’t bring himself to try to murder Thor (yet), who had nothing to do with any of this mess and was— ok I dont need to pontificate about their relationship we know all about that. Instead he fixated and obsessed upon the god Balder — NOT Odin’s actual offspring, but LIKE a son to the king and queen, universally adored by all, a second golden child to pose with Thor (forget the fact that Odin had two children!! Nope THESE were the two golden boys! AAHUHHGHGGH—)

As revenge for what Odin had done to Hela Fen and Jor, Loki killed Balder in cold blood, though secretly (he framed someone else). However— Odin, All-Seeing, All-Knowing, and now thoroughly irritated that his problem child was continuing to ~act-out~ — knew what Loki had done. and retaliated right back, murdering Vali and Nari mere days later.

sssighssss he hadnt been there to protect them - and there was no revenge that time. not right away. this was so completely shattering, utterly completely devastating, it broke him entirely. this loss— NOW THE FIFTH AND SIXTH IN A ROW, and the most horrifying of them all— was enough to shock Loki into numb and dazed acquiescence. stifled rage simmering quietly ever after, but dulled by grief and numbed horror.

…until several years later when Loki would find out he wasn’t eVEN ODIN’S ACTUAL FUCKING SON IN THE FIRST PLACE AND ALL OF THAT LONG SIMMERING RAGE WOULD BOIL OVER INTO—

ahem anyway two movies later

the second big one - was way back DURING Elysium canon - but years ago! after Loki had first ended up down there and taken steps to not be so supervillainy. He’d done the Memory Theater with the palace and they’d all seen the horrible beats of his past, both done to him and done by him. Tory got the spirits of Vali and Nari and returned them to Loki. Loki began to believe he was in a relatively safe place, with people who he could tentatively (under his breath and behind their backs) call his friends. He relaxed— slightly.

He had some fun escapades with Jesse and Laphi — ended up pregnant — panicked and vanished, returned with an egg, hatched baby Fjöer successfully, was assured over and over and over again that Fjöer was loved and protected and nothing bad would ever happen to him, not ever again to any of his children. Fjöer was one of them — LOKI was one of them — they were both safe.

Aaaaand then Fjöer was kidnapped.

Turns out that due to Loki’s previous list of crimes — specifically the uh, GIANT one in New York immediately preceding his Elysium entrance — the Underworld was chock full of shades, y’know ghosts who had DIED during that specific…. adventure. Ghosts who were real bitter about the circumstances of their death and real suspicious of the fact that known supervillain Loki was just hanging around now and — had created a little CREATURE to presumably do nefarious things with???? Several of those ghosts proceeded to haunt the upper world to give a certain,, government agency that I surely do not need to name, some TIPS about where exactly to find and locate this new secret weapon that Loki was harboring and— right under anyone’s noses— baby bird was whisked away.

When Loki found out Fjöer was gone he knew immediately who had taken him and didn’t bother to inform the rest of the palace or ask for help,, he was immediately so consumed with utter blind fury that he just hhh. lost his mind again and set off to fucking kill, and get his baby back. EXCEPT LOKI WAS WRONG??? ABOUT WHO HAD TAKEN HIM!????

due to some unfortunately timed misheard conversations mere days before, Loki blamed Fjöer’s kidnapping on, solely, a uhh one (1) Tony stark instead— he (and the rest of the avengers) legitimately had nothing to do with it, but it didn’t matter, as Loki managed to corner him alone and. left him quite literally on the brink of death. he’d stopped just RIIGHT before— as the smoke……. Blood……. cleared— realizing in horror what he’d done but also realizing in utter panic he was no closer to FINDING Fjöer, Loki did retreat to the palace ONLY then, AFTER attacking Stark. which Tory was. not happy about. …actually furious about. Well. he had tried to hurt his baby :( what was he supposed to do!!! no more would he be letting anyone get away with taking his kids from him!!!

**except Stark hadn’t DONE anything OOPS! Jesus christ well the summary aftermath of all that is - KEEP IN MIND all of this happened completely at once in a glorious horrifying cacophony of drama and chaos — Tory managed to track down Fjöer being ACTUALLY kept by SHIELD, after getting into a huge argument with an out-of-his-mind with-rage-and-panic Loki; Loki feeling INCREDIBLY guilty for retaliating against tHE WRONG PERSON but Tory refusing to let him slaughter the entire shield team; instead redirecting his energy to healing Stark back to liiife and retreating at Tory’s furious insistence—

Tory getting Fjöer back unharmed and negotiating Loki’s safety from consequence by agreeing to keep him in the underworld forever. This was then the direct lead up to Loki being imprisoned, then being pissy enough about that to take over the magic of the Undrworld which I have spoken about at length

IN CONCLUSION —

can’t get much further than any of that. fortunately everyone’s BEEN actually safe ever after so no more revenge murder attempts Loki!!!

fhHfgkg tHANKS FOR ALLOWING ME TO WRITE ANOTHER ESSAY ily

[alwaysxlarrie]

4, 9, & 15

4. honestly, i’ve read wonderful fics from many talented authors in this fandom that have inspired me !! i’ve also been lucky enough to befriend some of them & receive their help w some of my fics. but i’m gonna cheat & name a few more than 3 lol oops.

@zanniscaramouche —— zanni knows how much her writing has influenced me, but her ability to keep scenes going, go from one character’s action to the next character’s action and/or dialogue so seamlessly, perfectly describe how & why an action made a character feel the way it did, etc just brings her writing to life so wonderfully. i’ve been lucky enough to have her beta quite a few of my fics that included smut as well, bless her soul, because her talent when it comes to smut, dirty talk, etc is superb. having her influence in my smut has made it what it is today, 100%.

@thedevilinmybrain —— the way jen writes emotions so viscerally & describes things in a way that even if you’ve never seen an item, action, and/or place before, you can still picture it in your head clearly is so admirable. you feel every emotion the character feels. you see exactly what the character sees. i’m obsessed w the way she portrays louis & harry’s dynamic in each fic —— it’s always similar but different. keeps you on your toes but you know it’s gonna be a good time. that’s how i aspire to write larry’s relationship in my fics lol. her writing is so captivating & phenomenal.

@loveislarryislove — long story short, annika & i have this obsession with touches & yearning doing so much for a scene, an emotion, a character, etc. touches are everything!!! i read her bodyguard fic & was obsessed before we even became friends & it showed me that you can depict so much lust, love, angst, happiness, etc in a scene that isn’t even that intense physically. bless annika’s soul for betaing my fics, too lol.

@2tiedships2 & @londonfoginacup for the same reasons —— the way they incorporate humor into their dialogue and internal monologue???? unmatched!!!! i’ve always wanted to be a writer who can incorporate humor into a fic seamlessly that is funny to people besides me and reading endless amounts of their fics & talking to them as well has definitely helped me mucho. their writing has also helped me learn that it’s okay to bend some sentence structure rules for creative reasons & i can confirm, my writing has only benefited from it.

there’s def more, but i’m just gonna name a few more people who have been influential for me for various reasons (dirty talk, smut, slow burn, humor, etc) & then i’ll stfu ab this one lmao: @allwaswell16 @lululawrence @kingsofeverything @disgruntledkittenface @crinkle-eyed-boo @jaerie @twopoppies @gaycousinlarry @hershelsue @sadaveniren

9. kind of? i try to stay flexible with myself if i can though. like if i finish a fic a day or three after the deadline i’ve set myself, then i’m not gonna berate myself for it. i do have a schedule for my cinderella au fic tho; that has a deadline of publishing one chapter a week!

15. i hope im answering this right when i answer this based on what universe i think is the hardest to write lol —— for me, it’s omegaverse. i was just talking about this w some people in the 1d library actually lol. i love reading abo fics but im just not sure if i could take myself seriously writing the words “slick” or “knot” or whatever. i get too self aware and in my head about it. i have so much admiration for writers who write many abo fics, i wish i could do what they do. i’ve been thinking about signing up for the abo fic fest to kind of get myself over that hurdle, but we’ll see.

thank you for asking me questions!! hopefully you don’t mind that my answer was kinda long 🙃 but this was fun!! xx

[joshhhhhhhhhhhhhhh]

time to ramble about Xenoblade a bit following wave 3 showcase and wave 4 teaser.

Don’t really like Masha’s design very much at all. I know we saw it early via leaks anyway but like yk lol. I think the problem is that, Xenoblade 3 has honestly a super consistent art direction, right? And it’s very immersive because of that. Like, all the characters in the entire game look like they come from the same world(s). It pushes a bit past realism obviously, one of the main characters is permanently on fire lol, but it’s still relatiely grounded and it’s very easy to look at 2 characters and know instantly that hey, they’re from the same game. And I think Ino was already pushing that quite a lot, but it was fairly possible to suspend my disbelief a bit even if only because her specific unique origins are justified enough for me to kind of give a pass. Now, we’re obviously still to learn what Masha’s deal is, but just at a glance like, come on dude. I don’t even want to make any specific “uhh this part looks stupid” or “vtuber lmao” comments, my problem really is just that I look at her and she doesn’t look like she belongs to 3 at all. If 2 had a character like this it’d get away with it because 2 from the outset has insane design variety thanks to the Blades - it’s the fact that that variety is a constant that would let Masha’s design be okay. Xenoblade 3 being more uniform makes Masha just stick out like a sore thumb.

Beyond her design though, we don’t actually learn anything about her class whatsoever lol. Kevesi healer is most people’s hope because fuck we need more of those, and like sure I’m happy to agree lol. Hope the class is better than Ino’s because christ but also yeah ideally not having power creep would be nice too, basically you know have balance, yeah? Though as a specific gameplay function she offers beyond her class, Masha will allow you to craft accessories with something called enigmatter. That’s actually all we learn about it here but hey sounds cool. No clue if the accessories you’ll be able to craft are gonna like, be better than the endgame accessories already on offer or not, but tbf even if they’re like early or midgame if the process to get them isn’t insane that could work well on repeat playthroughs and such. We don’t actually learn anything else about this system at present so it’s just gonna be a “wait a week until she comes out” to find out the rest I suppose lol.

I do think once all the DLC’s out I’d like to replay the game with it all on a fresh save file. Because when DLC comes out for a game I kind of always want to judge it on the basis of how much it feels like it integrates itself into the base game, right, but that’s obviously hard to judge when you consume the DLC so “separately” from said base game, I suppose. But as it stands I already don’t feel like Ino does a great job at this. Gameplay wise she’s implemented just okay - there’s precedent for classes with unique mechanics by way of Soulhacker so it doesn’t feel like they limited the special things just to DLC (good thing) but then HD Ether Cylinders+ only really exist once Ino does and in the first place you have to like, go into the DLC menu and activate the ability to unlock her first lol (bad thing). Past that she also suffers from the fact that she doesn’t really interact with the world very much? By which I mean, basically every hero has quite a long quest chain associated with them, and for the vast majority of them you’ll end up doing quests where 2 different heroes are now interacting with one another, if not even more. The world ends up feeling very alive and connected because of all these questlines crossing over in that way, and it’s dope! But Ino just doesn’t do that at all, and it kinda sucks. Kind of, expecting Masha to be the same lol. We’ll see.

you know honestly this reminds me of a thought experiment I occasionally have - can DLC make a game worse? Generally when you play a game that has DLC you want to have all the DLC because hey, that’s the complete package, that’s the version of the game with the most content. But it takes you out of the experience to finish the tutorial and then have the game magically insert like 10 quests into your journal or whatever saying “you’ve somehow heard of this new DLC thing”. Is the game actively worse because of that? Xenoblade 3′s DLC isn’t like that specifically but I really do think more could’ve been done to fit at least the new heroes into the world. This is probably a topic for another post.

But hey, the other big Wave 3 thing is the Archsage’s Gauntlet! Yeah so “new challenge battle rules” went quite a lot further than I ever would’ve expected, huh? Pick one character, work through way more stages of a battle, and get some heroes and unique buffs to go in your party along the way? That sounds fucking dope! Way more replayability than the Wave 2 challenge battles too lol. Opportunity to have multiple heroes in the party as well is badass, naturally. It doesn’t seem like this entails playing as Heroes necessarily which is a little upsetting, but I am very interested to see how this plays, because it sounds really fun lol. And hey, throwback outfits? Hell yeah. We got fanservice as in swimsuits last time and now we get fanservice as in callouts to past entries, neato. This is something I think is harmless and fun and the game makes very clear is “separate” from the main game hence it being not in the earlier discussion of DLC making game worse thing. It does specificy Throwback A on the armour btw, so would Throwback B be different modelled outfits entirely? Tbh probably not I imagine they’d still be reskins but hey I can dream. Can’t wait to play Shulk outfit Noah with Monado accessory.

Now honestly I fully expected they’d stop there, right. Last Nintendo direct they showed us wave 2 and gave wave 3 a thumbnail tease and that was it. I expected much the same here. Show us wave 3 and maybe tease wave 4′s thumbnail or something. But. No. In fact we got an admittedly extremely brief cutscene teaser of Wave 4! Featuring fucking Shulk and Rex all grown up and looking absolutely badass, Rex especially holy shit dude’s a fucking tank dual wielding Aegis swords, kid’s come such a long way I’m fucking hyped. yk it’s kinda funny lol that Rex’s redesign is so much more drastic than Shulk’s - obviously it does make sense given his age compared to Shulk but also like duh it’s because marketability and that’s just funny lmao. But yeah they’re clearly fighting Alvis. Alvis. In the presumed sequel story to a game that conspicuosly lacked a Consul A. Hmmm. And then following them is presumably an older Noah? With an interlink form Mio forming by his side? Logic but also marketability and swords in the key visual imply it probably is Noah but he makes mention of a granddad that Aionios Noah wouldn’t have but that which he would have out of Aionios though there is also the question of how the ages would add up if it’s Noah since he is a child at the start where Shulk should be a decent amount older than he looks at least so like uhhhhhhhhhh. Doesn’t necessarily sound too much like Noah but also I don’t want to underestimate Harry McEntire so who knows how much weight that has. I do hope it is Noah because getting our 3 protagonists is a lot cooler than getting 2 protagonists and basically an expy of the third protagonist, but then Torna made me care about Lora a lot in a very short amount of time so even if wave 4 protag isn’t literally Noah I’m sure I could still come to love him. I feel weirdly hung up on this point even though I imagine I might be missing something obvious? We’ll see. I’m excited. I’m glad it’s looking to be a sequel story since that was something up for debate, really just round out the trilogy and give it a more conclusive ending than the base game aimed for. Just sounds dope. Really this just looks absolutely sick as all fuck lol. Cannot fucking wait.

also pour one out for xenoblade x fr fr

[vtforpedro]

health update TW in tags

I had to find my last update to see where I left off. Oofta. Things have progressed in both a good and bad way! I’d love to say only good lol dear god I wish I could say everything is just g o o d for once. I’m currently going through an emotional upheaval because of how badly my home life is and coming to realize I’m in an abusive situation with the last person on earth I thought that could happen. I’ve lost the last safe person ‘in real life’ that I have because of this. My mom. She is my solid rock and 100% full time supporter and this situation of becoming my nearly full time caregiver and the stresses it has put on her (let alone me) have, uh. Well, brought out the worst. It’s devastating honestly. My therapist has been a little too pushy for my liking trying to get me to hire home health help but 1. money 2. insurance would need a diagnosis if we went through them and idk if ‘hey we sliced up her nerves in her back during an LP and didn’t find out until five months in’ would cut it 3. I don’t really need it anymore. But yeah emotionally I am wrecked. My mom refuses therapy or family therapy so I have to keep surviving this kind of horrific situation I’m in lol it’s been bad the entire time but I finally snapped months into it and started laying down hard boundaries and for those of you familiar with abusers, you’ve probably experienced the joy of their reactions to boundaries. :) It’s situational because my mom has never been this way with me in my life but I feel like 31 years went down the drain in *months* and the things she’s said and done can’t be completely recovered from. I don’t know what to do. Once I’m out of this situation I can tell her that the only way I will ever feel comfortable being open with her again is to do family therapy but 🤷‍♀️ can’t make her do anything, so we’ll see. Physical health wise re: the LP horror show? BETTER! I’m getting better. I started physical therapy a month ago and I think I’ve had 6 sessions? Maybe 7? Idk. Leaps and bounds. I can sit on a toilet by myself. I can sit and stand everywhere but one place by myself and it’s only because my couch is wasted lmao and I need help up for the same reason. Otherwise? All me. We’re practicing getting up by myself from my recliner (can do just fine) and getting down and comfortable with everything I need (still a work in progress) so my mom can go to her home more and work more and we both get independence!!!!! I am going to sit at my computer chair and see how long I last before it hurts but I need my body to get used to sitting up again. Otherwise, the two guys I work with (one, mostly, as the other is v quiet) is THRILLED with how well I’m doing and that even if I’m tired/in pain I get through PT every time. I’m super psyched actually. Legit PUMPED every time I step into this place. It feels fantastic. I can’t wait to see where I am in another month. Maybe out of this recliner except when I willingly want to be in it 😂 but still gonna pace myself and listen to my body. I saw my pain specialist yesterday (who ordered the PT) and I told her and she said she had literal goosebumps and she was so happy for me. It felt really good to hear ;3; Unfortunately, head pressure is getting bad but hey at least I got the LP done 🙄 need to lose weight and adjust meds and hopefully get the rest of my normal life back someday. Gonna needs lots of trauma therapy to get there too. So that’s far off. I’ve not been feeling too well lately generally tho and I’m nervous b/c I have labs for my hematologist on Monday and she wants to check for ‘other leukemias and lymphomas’ so hhhhhh. I’ll see her a couple weeks after that and I’m afraid she’s gonna order the bone marrow biopsy but u_u what can I do Anyway. Hope you’re all doing okay. Love you all and thanks for always listening and supporting me. It means the world. 💜

[sublime-beyond-loss]

A message for the chat about the end of this round of livestreams.

Okay, so, between me having run out of goofy stream titles and the first thought that came to my mind when I saw that a We Love Katamari remaster was coming out was ‘oh god, I hope I’m still not in The Box by then’, I figured it was time to really start considering when to wrap these streams up.

Since my original plan was that if I were going to do these streams again, I wanted to do it around the anniversary of TSPUD’s release, and since I started early for various reasons, now I think I might aim for around that time for when I end these streams. So, around the end of April then. That’s still almost three months of streaming left to go, so I may end it sooner than that, but I will at least try to get that far. 

Like last time, if I still feel like doing this again, I may do another round of these streams next year. Given what we spoke about on the stream’s discord server though, there has been talk about doing a kind of ‘passing of the torch’ sort of thing where we switch over the running of these streams to each other and turn this into a true communal effort. There is still several months to see if this pans out, but, if it does....well, lol. The game may not let us, but we might still end up waiting out The End Of Time with the narrator in the skip button regardless. Stanley is as Stanley does and I’m really happy to see that enough people care about this concept now to keep it going where I stop. Hell, I may jump in again early if this turns into a thing where we trade off on the company keeping streams every month between several of us or something.

Anyway, we’ll see where this goes and I will update you all on an end date for the stream at least a few weeks in advanced, unless my PS4 gives out first. We will tally all of the hugs up for the final stream and see just how many times that old man got hugged lmao.

As I’ve stated in chat, I’m going to see about streaming other games more often so that you guys still have a place to chat and hang out, especially if this continuation of these streams through a community effort doesn’t pan out. I’m in a unique position that made it pretty easy to run a 24/7 stream, and I can’t expect anyone else to dedicate themselves to something like that, so I don’t fault anyone if the plan to continue this doesn’t work out. Either way, I’ll still be around and we’ll still have a way to hang out, even if it is in a more limited form.  

[tuiyla]

thank you for answering :) i wasnt sure if you were tired of this discussion hahaha

i think that it's a little strange how they wanted to make tatum the s1 leighton and tried to villainise her but then accidentally wrote her to be a little too nice to leighton earlier. had she been just a little bitchier or that they showed another scene of her not being too nice, it wouldve come across better and we wouldnt have this wtf? moment. im not sure if you're familiar with the show, but another tweet pointed out how accidentally likeable tatum is and compared the reactions to her (assumed) departure to how the reactions were to penelope from legacies (the tvd spinoff). and that kind of hit the nail on the head for me. i think it doesnt help that gracie dzienny pulls off that "mean top bitch you would root for" so well. maybe they shouldve watched her in first kill 😂

i just wonder how theyre gonna write leighton and alicia now since they sort of used up quite a bit of plot they couldve used for s3. and considering midori is on greys now, i wouldnt be surprised if they had to rip them apart just to accommodate any potential scheduling conflicts. it just feels like they shot themselves in the foot here a little. had they not write off tatum so quickly, they couldve given themselves space just in case that happens as well.

it all just feel like wasted opportunities. youre right in saying its easier for us to sit back, judge it and think we couldve done better after they already finished the job. especially considering how volatile the fate of hbo's projects are right now. but it just feels so wasted because the show already had a good chunk of people loving it and it also naturally grew this season. it couldve just been so much better, but of course we dont know what went on behind the scenes.

not that i dont deeply love the show, i really do and i get really excited every week. but if this happens again next season, then it'll just a little painful to watch subsequently because all i'll think of is how it couldve been better. and thats saying a lot considering its already quite a great show.

I’m really just missing the nuance from how Tatum was written. I mean, there is a way to have her be as supportive as she was and for her to still, ultimately, be someone who reminds Leighton too much of a version of herself she wants to change. But to pull that out of their asses and toss Tatum aside despite all the good qualities she’d been given, nah that ain’t it.

But in that sense I’m not sure Tatum was accidentally likeable. I think they cast Gracie for a reason, surely, a reason beyond that she kinda resembles Reneé Rapp. I do think the creators put enough thought into it to consider that Tatum would inevitably be likeable to many and I don’t think the intention ever was to completely villainize her. Nor would that be a good story. It’s just... there’s such a disconnect between her first three episodes and how easily she’s discarded. Once again I can only say that it was lazy writing and that’s what I find upsetting.

I’m just curious to see how Leighton’s journey continues, and I do hope they put more weight behind her social awakening in season 3. There is the question of how she can continue being with Alicia when Midori might not be available for as much as a love interest of a main character should be, but really I just care about Leighton. If they write Alicia out in episode one I am gonna be upset ngl lmao because then what was the reason? Ah well, we’ll see. I take comfort in the show’s apparently good numbers and that it was renewed for season 3 so quickly. But one can never know in today’s fragile streaming market and especially with HBO Max and their bullshit so I hope the show doesn’t alienate its audience in season 3. I fear the season 2 finale might have done some damage; valid or not is another matter, but yeah it’s tricky with audiences nowadays. But also, like you say, it is a great show and I enjoyed season 2 very much despite my criticisms, and I just wish for the pacing and other adjacent issues to improve in season 3. I feel like by the third season a series should be mature enough to have that stuff figured out.

[mooifyourecows]

Moooooooo!!!

Moobean, if you will.

How art thy gracious eyeballs?

Do you have any tips on writing fantasy that you’d be willing to share?

Worldbuilding is fun but sooo tedious and detailed. I like making myself suffer tho, so we’ll see how it turns out. Hmm…I need to think up conflicts too…lots to do…

Good thing first chapter in fics don’t have deadlines…ahaha…

But also HOW???

Do I start a story, like hello?

I feel like every time I begin writing a new idea, my writing brain just takes vacation without giving it’s two weeks lmao.

And then I’m just left with all the angry clients which are no one but myself and my reflection in the mirror across my room, whom I talk to sometimes….

Don’t let me take up your time tho, I’m just venting. I think.

Well, ta-ta!

Oof good question babe. like, fantasy is SO MUCH. though i think it's much easier than sci-fi so... there's that.

the good thing about fantasy is that you get to make it up. it doesn't need to make any sort of realistic sense the way sci-fi kinda does.

idk if you've ever watched It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia but there's this episode where the gang "turns black" and they do like a musical like the Wiz and what not and there's this song they sing throughout the episode called "What are the rules?" and every time i'm thinking up stuff about a story that isn't based in reality, i sing that song in my head lmao

because that's the most important question when you're dealing with fantasy or some other unrealistic setting.

What are the rules?

Is there magic? Who can use magic? Is it learned? or something you're born with? what sort of magic is there? restoration magic like healing and destructive magic like shooting fireballs from your hands? or something different? Are you using fantasy races like elves and dwarves and stuff? or even original races you're making up yourself the way Skyrim does with the Khajiit and Argonians? are any of those races more inclined to be magical? What about magical beasts like griffins and dragons and trolls? do they exist and if they do, what are they like? can they speak? are they threats to your main characters? or are they more of reclusive animals? what about alchemy and enchantments? does that stuff exist? is it separate from magic or intertwined with it? do the people in your fantasy world have different qualities than people in reality? like do they live longer? need different food? can they do things that real people can't do that aren't magical in nature? like jump really high or hold their breath for hours or shoot arrows while doing backflips? what of the animals? are they like our animals or are there new ones? or do they just act differently than their realistic version? what jobs do they have in this fantasy world that they don't have in our reality? are there messenger bunnies and soldier tigers or massage therapist octopuses? and technology? is there electricity or other sciencey things? Or is everything controlled by magic? or maybe it's old school where it's all torches and lanterns and other pre-electricity things?

what are the rules?

take your time thinking these things up. Watch or read other fantasy media to help give you some ideas about more stuff you can include in your setting to make it feel fleshed out. You don't have to put it ALL in your story, but you know how inspiration works. It's sometimes totally random. You can be halfway through the story and suddenly decide "Yes, i AM going to include this thing" and guess what? good for you because you already had it in your head and unconsciously prepared yourself for this moment. You've hopefully left room in the story to accommodate such a thing already so you won't have to backtrack and edit yourself to change rules.

write this shit DOWN. don't trust yourself to remember it all. I don't care how good you think your memory is, write it down. It's hard to keep track of every little thing you think of. so take notes. they don't have to be perfectly organized (though that will help a LOT if you're able to do it)

How do your characters speak? this is something that I struggle with when it comes to writing fantasy. the language in fantasy is always so... old timey and flowery, you know? and i hate writing like that. i start writing in that way, having the characters speaking like olden times but then i get irritated with it and abandon it. that's okay. who said fantasy needs to be all proper and stuffy anyway? Modern fantasy is a thing. also it's FANTASY. aka its not real. then again, there's nothing wrong with sticking to that old style of speaking if that's the vibes you're going for

choose how you want your characters to speak, and stick to it. Be conscious of your word usage and phrases. if you're going for the old style of speaking, be aware that there are a ton of phrases that would not fit with that style. We use so many references in our speech that would make literally zero sense in an olden days setting. This isn't SUPER important because like... who is picking apart your story like that? they can chew rocks if they're that snobby that they're gonna be bothered about a stray baseball idiom thrown into a story set in a world where baseball doesn't exist.

BUT, if youre someone who likes to be accurate, just keep an eye out for those types of things 😉

also, figure out your physical setting. WHERE is this story taking place? what sort of physical features are there? and what connections do those physical features have?

you know how in Lord of the Rings, there's like... the shire, which is all these sweet rolling hills and prairies and fields of wheat and cute little woods where hobbits just eat and drink and party all day long and it's so peaceful and cute? then there's Mordor and it's like volcanic desolation and nasty little creatures beating the fuck out of each other on the rocks? then there's Moria and all these mountains and dwarves live inside them with this spectacular architecture like wow amazing ingenuity and technological advancements and mining and smithing? then of course the elves live in Rivendell the big beautiful forest with all these beautiful waterfalls and tall golden trees and it's whimsical and magical and sexy just like them? then all the places where men live are like just out there in these fortresses and cities that feel very manlike?

The environments are detailed and varied and they suit the races that claim them as their homes. it's like DUH the elves live in a gorgeous place like that and DUH the place where all the nasty bad guys live looks like THAT. DUH the hobbits, carefree little guys, live in a place that looks so friggin peaceful and cute. Think about where your characters live and why they live there. Draw a map if you want to! Or hey, pick a country that already exists and use it as the base of your map. Who cares? some countries just have a good shape, you know? I'm partial to Chile like... why you such a long boyo?

what about the politics and social aspect of your world? are the races separate and rule over themselves? or is there like a king or emperor that is in charge of the entire place? maybe it's just a free for all? how do the different races feel about each other? do the elves hate the dwarves and the humans hate the mermaids? are there alliances? interracial mingling? discrimination? are there any wars currently waging? civil or foreign? what about gender politics? are women equal to men? what about people who don't fit into the gender binary?

and what of religion? are there gods? do the different races believe in different gods and religions? do those gods actually exist and interfere with the mortals? or are they more conceptual? is there bad blood between gods and religions?

what about the supernatural stuff? vampires? zombies? ghosts and ghouls and spirits? an afterlife? many afterlives for the different races and creatures?

there are so many questions you can ask yourself! and maybe you don't need to answer them all. maybe your story isn't supposed to be THAT epic. maybe it's smaller scale. that's okay. pick the ones that you find vital and really figure them out. write down ALL of your ideas, even if some of them will get discarded later.

don't worry too much about how to start the story. just start. you can always go back and rewrite the beginning. the most important thing is to get words coming out. even if that means you just start with something like "Jeffrey hates Mondays and here's why:" like go on, just begin and let yourself work through some nonsense just for the sake of making your fingers do the type type type. then later, when you've gotten stuff kinda flowing and feeling good, you can revisit that early stuff and edit it to be an actual introduction to your story. beginnings are HARD. probably the hardest part of writing a story. though they probably share first place with endings because those are hard too.

Don't sweat it! so long as you're writing, you're doing a GREAT job. fantastic, really. better than most writers. because sometimes we struggle to even get past the brainstorm stage. which is totally valid and also an important experience for writers. Struggle makes success taste so so delicious.

whatever happens, i'm sure you'll do awesome and will be super happy and proud. as you should be! writing is so difficult but so fulfilling and i wish you and every writer out there the energy and motivation to spit out 300k words like it's nothin

good luck! hope i helped, even if it was just a lot of asking you questions you should ask yourself heh. i just woke up so my brain is working at like quarter capacity so, ya know.

anyway, i believe in you! 🌈🖤 have fun!!!!!!!

[annimator-ocblog]

OC Stories: Siblings

(Zac and Kumiho talk about a lot of stuff. Mainly their relationship with C)

(TW: Mentions of Death)

Zac and Kumiho would always be at close proximity to one another considering how they’d both consider physical touch to be their love language.

But they’ve been clinging to each other more & more after what happened last Saturday;

It’s rare to see them even a metre away from one another, they’d always be holding hands, and the both of them would sleep in a tight embrace during the night.

Then again, how would you feel if your significant other almost died in front of you? And how would you feel as your partner was worried of that being the case?

———

The two of them were currently walking hand-in-hand to the Academy infirmary to visit C. It’s been an entire week since he was knocked unconscious after fighting dozens of entities on their own and he’s bound to wake up sooner or later.

“Y’know, I just realized I never realized ask this… but how did C end up getting adopted into your family?”

Kumiho stopped walking to contemplate the question Zac asked them, eventually answering, “Well, my Moms helped at the orphanage he originally was in and they took a liking to them. They ended up adopting C after a couple of months of getting to know him, and he’s basically been my older brother ever since! But then again… they were kind of distant with me before we found common ground with animated stuff.”

Zac smiled as Kumiho recalled their story, “That’s sounds like C. I still don’t get how Jadeyn ended up falling for him when they first met, but I’m glad that they’re happy with them.”

“I still think the hoodie they wear looks pretty stupid. The goggles they recently put on their cap to match the decals on it do look cool, but the hoodie literally looks like it’s been stripped from the floor.”

Zac chuckles, “Well, they like the hoodie a lot by the looks of it.”

———

They both eventually make it to the infirmary, and book it to where C was resting.

But to their surprise he… wasn’t resting in the infirmary bed.

Instead they were sitting to the side of it, readjusting their goggles & putting on their now-fixed of jacket.

“C!”

Kumiho shouts their name, getting his attention. Before C could respond their younger sibling tackles them into a tight hug, with him hugging back.

“Sorry I kept ya worried there. ‘M alright now.”

Zac similarly ran towards C to greet him, “Hey man, you doing good?

C quickly responded as Kumiho pulled back from the hug to be at Zac’s side,

“Yeah for the most part I guess. Besides the new markings all of my body and the fact that more parts of my hair are cyan. The medics are saying that they’ll both be permanent, but they look pretty neat.” C look at his right hand, now filled with light turquoise patches.

Zac sighed, “We’re both glad you’re awake again C. There’s actually gonna be a group meeting soon since a lot of things happened in the caverns and while you were unconscious for a week-.”

“I WAS OUT FOR A WEEK?! HOW’S-.”

Kumiho quickly calmed their brother down, “Yeah I know, it’s pretty crazy. I bet you’re prooobably asking about how Jadeyn is, and they’re doin’ good. They actually wanted to see you at the place you first kissed once you woke up. Whatever-.”

C quickly sat up from his bed, “Alright, thanks for that! See you at the dorm for whatever we’ll be talking about!”

Zac and Kumiho looked at each other as C quickly ran out of the infirmary to see Jadeyn.

———

C > Yo guys I’m awake. How’s shit?

Marcus > C YOU CANT JUST WAKE UP FROM BEING KNOCKED OUT FOR A WEEK JUST TO SAY THAT

Liam > not much has happened rlly.

Liam > besides the fact that two certain motherfuckers accidentally snitched

Lance > WE SAID WE WERE SORRY

Aaron > THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT

Parker > o/

Mercy > oh ye u weren’t here when this happened. So uh we made a big group chat for 2-4 and 2-7 and it’s going great :D

Geno > just ignore the fact that Edan & Marcus beef with each other every day here lmao

Skadi > it’s entertaining!

Edan > my fingers hurt from typing so much

Macy > YO GUYS IRIS JUST SNAPPED A PHOTO OF DYLAN & KAI MAKING OUT DO U WANNA SEE IT

Dylan > IRIS PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF CREATION, DO NOT POST THAT PHOTO

Kai > (」°ロ°)」

Clover > LMAOOOOOOOOO U SHOULD DO IT

Lilith > Iris think of the blackmail potential

Ro > ^^^^

Nova > POST IT! >:D

Iris > hmmmmm maybe later

Brio > can we stop all this nonsense? Are you doing ok C?

Orion > yeah you rlly missed a lot in the week since you been out cold.

C > ‘m doing good :D

C > heard we’re gonna have a big convo or smth, but Jadeyn said they wanted to meet up w/ me beforehand!

C > I’ll see you guys soon! o/