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callsign-phoenix · 5 months

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I wrote this as a part of my 12 days of ficmas, I hope you like it!

It is a young!Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky x gn!reader imagine.

Thank you @famfan-1034 for helping with the plot!

The prompt is Matching Christmas sweaters.

Warnings: this is only proofread by me, also you can just knit in this one

You and Tom were in an incredibly young relationship.

You had just gotten together two weeks before Christmas.

Tom was fun, kind and charismatic, and you loved spending time together.

While he decided to spend Christmas Day with his family he asked if you wanted to spend the 26th with him.

You were so excited and really liked Tom, which was why you maybe went a little overboard with his present.

You really enjoyed knitting so you had made your dream Christmas sweater, spending days on the design and then just about two weeks of vehement knitting to finish it.

When Tom had seen it he had commented on it, telling you how much he liked it.

It made you ecstatic, and when he asked you to spend a Christmas holiday with him you knew just what to get him.

You spent hours each day working away on your present, which you hoped he’d love as much as you did.

Work was busy and you did your very best, sometimes even knitting at night to make progress.

In the end you had a beautiful gift, one that was identical to the sweater he had admired.

When the 26th came around you drove to his place, a beautifully packaged box in the shotgun seat of your car.

When Tom opened the door he was beaming brightly, enveloping you into a hug and pressing a welcoming kiss to your lips.

“Merry Christmas, baby,” he said, and you replied similarly.

You settled down on his couch and moved to face each other, broad grins on your faces.

You received your present first and were so excited to hand yours over.

Tom handled his present carefully, putting it on his lap to gently pull the tape off.

The moment the paper fell to reveal your work your nerves grew, and you found a curious expression on his face.

Your heart was pounding below your self made sweater, as you watched his face nervously.

He turned his head to look at you, a wide smile growing on his lips.

He was silent for a few seconds, which was why you started speaking.

“Is it boring? Your grandma could have made it, I know. I just… you said you loved it and I really wanted you to love what I got you. So I made this for you? It’s tacky, I know, and it’s very straightforward. But I felt like maybe you’d like it?” You started rambling, until Tom set a hand on your own.

“Baby, I love it,” he said softly, his voice much gentler than usual.

You were confused by his very touched reaction as he lay his hand on the material gently, his thumb caressing it slightly.

“I… no one’s ever made anything for me before,” he added, and a small hopeful smile started to tug on your lips.

“I’d wear that sweater every day of my life if I could,” he said, and you laughed, expecting it to be a joke.

Tom looked at you as if it was the most serious thing he had ever said, and you felt heat rise in your chest and cheeks.

“Thank you, baby. It’s the best present I ever got,” he added, and the heat rose in your cheeks when he leaned in to kiss you.

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startrekfangirl2233-writes · 8 months

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A Green-Eyed Monster

Dance Like We're Making Love Chapter 3

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x Reader

Description: You're enamored - completely and totally enamored by one person. He seems to be enamored by you too. In the eight weeks since you met Bradley Bradshaw you know you've never felt like anyone the way you feel about him. It worries you that you're ready to commit to him, that you're ready to take the next step. But you're not sure you're ever going to get the answers from him that you're searching for. But you're ready to try. What you are not expecting is the red-head in a green dress standing right by his side when you walk into dance practice. She's all over him like she belongs with him, and even you can tell that she looks far better with him than you do. Disclaimers: Female! Reader, Dancing, Sexual Themes, Kissing, UST, Phone Sex Warnings: This story does not start explicit but does get there. Minors do not interact. This story is 18+. Word Count: 3012 A/N: I think I ought to brace for some pitchforks with this installment. Roo and Tiny's happy little relationship? It's not quite so happy, not anymore. But! I hope you all love this installment! Thanks, as always to @desert-fern for beta-reading this chapter! Love ya, Fernie! AO3:Cross Posted Here! My Masterlist Previous Part | Series Masterlist | Next Part

Dancing hasn’t been the only thing happening in your life over the past couple of months - not in the slightest. Between planning the Bachelor and Bachelorette parties, cake tastings, and dress fittings, you've been navigating the burgeoning relationship between you and Bradley Bradshaw. You've never felt so alive. It feels like you’re finally living your life. You've had so much fun in the eight weeks since your dalliance, your assignation, your arrangement, well your whatever it is with Bradley Bradshaw began. He sets your every vein alight and makes you laugh, so much. If you didn't know any better, and you’re not sure you actually do, you'd think you were falling in love. It feels like you’re free falling, like there isn’t a single thing holding you down.

Before Bradley Bradshaw you’ve never felt so cherished or gorgeous or loved, not once. You’ve also never had a partner so intent on ensuring your own pleasure. Sometimes you can’t believe that you feel like this, with him, when you’ve never even been on a date together. But that was by design, you know, even if a part of you rankles just a little to think that you have to hide until after Greg and Sophie get married. You shouldn’t feel like a dirty little secret. You shouldn’t. But as hot as you find having signals to meet Bradley at his place or yours, and how many times you fuck in restaurant bathrooms and filthy clubs, you can’t hide how you feel. So, on what is the penultimate dance class before the wedding, you’re determined to finally get Bradley to put a name to what the two of you are doing.

But you’re also running horribly, terribly late. You’re one of the last people walking into the studio, slipping in just as Rodrigo begins his customary speech at the beginning of class. Bradley’s easy to spot, he always is. But what you don’t expect is the long-legged red-head in a green dress clinging to his muscular bicep. The dress accentuates all of her assets and you can tell by even Will’s googly eyes that every man in the room has his eyes right on her. It’s a blow to your already fragile heart and your tattered self-esteem to see the two of them standing there together.

You can’t cry, not in front of every other person in the bride’s and groom’s parties. And you cannot let yourself cry in front of Bradley fucking Bradshaw. In fact, you will not let yourself. You let your anger at being duped and taken advantage yet again by a man fill you. When it comes time to actually dance, you feel exactly like you did that first dance class with Bradley Bradshaw, except it hurts far more than you’d expect to see his brown eyes widen in delight at the sight of your face.

“Hiya, Tiny.” Your eyes roll so hard that you’re sure your disgust is palpable from in the cockpit of one of his jets from ten-thousand feet in the air.

“Rooster.” Ice-queen. Ice-queen. Ice-queen. That’s your motto at the moment.

“Is everything okay, Tiny?” How dare he keep being so concerned?

“I dunno, Rooster.” Your voice is a sardonic drawl as he twirls you around on the dance floor. “You tell me.”

You would step on his disastrously colossal feet, but you’ve worked too hard to make sure this dance goes well - far too hard. You rebuff his every attempt at making conversation, but are otherwise exactly the same as you always are. Thankfully nobody notices how you’re maybe just a touch further away from the heat of his skin than you should be.

It’s even more of an exquisite sort of torture when you and Bradley have your final rehearsal for Greg and Sophie’s wedding present. The red-head has long since disappeared from the studio. Bradley's hands still linger over every inch of your skin as he draws you close. But while just a week before, you were responding to his touch eagerly, now you feel disgust. Maria and Rodrigo seem to want to correct every move, including how close you are to Bradley. Of course, what you don’t expect is the clapping that springs up as the final note spills out of the speakers after your final run-through of the day. It’s the red-head, of course it is, and her applause has Bradley letting go of you like your skin has burned him.

You sip carefully on your water, noting vacantly how Bradley glances your way as she plants her red fingernails hand on his chest. So they’re that close, huh? You should’ve known it was too good to be true. But you paste a halfway decent facsimile of a smile on your face and sincerely thank Rodrigo and Maria for their assistance with Greg and Sophie’s wedding gift.

You’re just gathering your bag when a breathy noise and the scent of too-sweet, cloying perfume alert you to her presence. You turn and are not even the slightest bit surprised to see the red head’s big green eyes staring right into yours.

“I, um” She sniffs out, “I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Abigail.”

“Nice to meet you,” You grind out, wanting nothing more than to be as far away from this woman as you possibly can get.

“I’m Bradley’s wedding date.”

You blink at her, before smiling inanely. “Oh, how come he’s never mentioned you before?”

“I travel a lot for work. I’m a flight attendant.” She’s starting to sound defensive and isn’t that just perfect?

“Oh, that’s nice. It must be hard to leave him here all by himself, though.” You pretend not to notice how Bradley blanches at your pointed statement.

“It is nice to have a husband to come home to.” She giggles, the sound tinkling like the gentlest of bells. But you have to lock your knees to keep your legs from collapsing out from under you. You’re not sure how you escape the married couple, and you’re sure you black out, because the next thing you know you’re pulling into your driveway.

Married! He’s married? Why? Why would he string you along when he’s got such a beautiful wife to come home to? It occurs to you suddenly that you’re the other woman in this situation - that he’s made you the slut. You’ve had sex - filthy hot, dirty sex - on his bed, in his bathroom, in the kitchen and on the sofa. He’s desecrated you in nearly every room of his house. The house he shares with his wife. But you’ve not seen a single picture of her on the walls or ever seen the tan line of a wedding ring on his left hand. You’ve had his dog tags dangling over your face as he pounds into you for fuck’s sake and there’s definitely never been a wedding ring on them.

You want nothing more than to cry while eating ice cream straight out of the carton in your pajamas. Of course, just as you're wriggling out of the terribly uncomfortable bra which pushes your tits up just right and makes them look delicious, the one you'd worn for Bradley, your phone trills from its spot on your nightstand.

"Sophie?" Your voice is quiet and a little choked up as you murmur into the phone.

"Hiya, Honey Bee!" She sounds so happy. It hurts to think that you were that happy only a couple of hours ago.

"So, Greg and I, we wanted to thank you and Bradley for everything you've both done to help us with the wedding. So we wanted to take you each out to dinner, separately." Her joy makes you smile, despite your emotional turmoil. "And we were sort of hoping we could have our dinner with you tonight?"

"God, Soph. You don't have to do this! But," You giggle gently, "if you insist, then I wouldn't say no."

"We'll pick you up at 7! Love you babes!"

That's about how the rest of the week goes. You get yanked from wedding event to wedding event and it's nearly enough to keep your pain at bay. At least until you're safe and sound under your covers. That's the only place where you can cry until you fall into a fitful sleep. By the night of the Bachelor's and Bachelorette parties, you're caking concealer under your eyes to hide the dark circles and all you want is a strong, stiff drink.

But you're smiling nonetheless in your sparkling green dress and matching high heels when the limo comes to pick you up. The glass of champagne that gets shoved into your hand is just the ticket. You have no complaints when you're told you have to catch up and down the pale gold liquid until one glass becomes two and turns into three.

The alcohol buzzing through your system has you finally relaxing. You can finally feel the lump in your throat and the snarl in your thoughts dissipating. It feels like the universe is screaming at you to give up on Bradley Bradshaw. Here, at one of San Diego's best night clubs you're sure to find somebody who'll actually want you, not for some far fetched revenge plot or for a bet or to cheat on their flight attendant wife.

The minute you step in, you can feel the music rattling the floorboards. Coupled with the shots that get sent your way, and it's not long before you're dancing with anybody who wants to dance with you. It feels like sin. Your hair is mussed and you’ve long lost the sash that was once draped over your shoulder in the crush. There have been hands on your hips and curled around your waist all night. So you don’t even blink when another pair of hands draws you close. Sophie and all of the other bridesmaids aren’t even in your line of sight anymore. But you feel reckless, wild, tonight. Who’s tying you down? Who’s there to stop you from doing whatever you want with whoever you want?

It’s far too easy to find a man to dance with. Your new tango skills make it nearly too easy. Then the hands roaming your skin are replaced suddenly. For several moments, it feels even better than before. And then your new dance partner pulls you into moves you could do in your sleep after months of practice. You know your dance partner too. You can smell the spice of his cologne surrounding you. It feels like a bubble popping. All of a sudden everything is too loud, and your skin is crawling and you can barely hear yourself think. You rip yourself out of Bradley’s grasp, turning tail and pushing your way off the dance floor like he burned you. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Greg and Sophie all loved up in the corner as you rush past.

Your head is spinning and your heart is racing. Your thoughts seem to be lightning fast and molasses slow all at the same time. What the hell is he doing here? Why does he keep trying to find you? You’ve been avoiding all of his phone calls and leaving him on read for a reason. You grab your purse and cut a path through the most crowded section of the club making a beeline for the front doors.

When you burst through them, you finally feel like you can breathe again. But just because your lungs are taking in needed oxygen and spilling out carbon dioxide, it doesn't mean that your mind has made any more sense of why Bradley Bradshaw is trying so hard to get close to you.

"Hey." Your entire body locks up at the sound of his voice, worried that you'll see him with Abby hanging off of his arms like she belongs there. "Why do you keep running away from me, Tiny?"

Of all the things you expect him to say, that's not one of them.

"I keep running, Bradshaw, because the last dance class showed me exactly what you think of me." Your chest heaves as you catalog the exhaustion on his ridiculously beautiful face. "A cheap fuck. Somebody to keep your bed warm while Abby's jet setting around the world."

"That's not what happened between us." There's finally understanding dawning on his face and you want to smack the smug little grin right off of it.

"Then what happened?" Some sadistic, viciously curious part of you wants to know - needs to know.

"Abby…" You can see his throat work in the dim light as the doors open and send sound spilling out across the parking lot. "It's right, what Abby said. She is my wife. Or well, she was."

"I fell in love with her when I was in flight school. She was perfect, or so I thought, for a sad, gangly, barely adult man with no other family in the world. It was head over heels for me. I thought it was a head over heels kind of love for her too. It was the happiest moment of my life when she agreed to marry me."

"It was easy for the longest time. I gained my wings, I figured out how to be a man, a husband. I tried desperately to recall all of the things my mom told me my dad did, and did them for Abby. Just when everything was going great, better than, I was deployed. We spent the next three years snatching moments with each other here in San Diego, or in Virginia or via phone calls and video chats. I came back home thinking that we'd weathered another storm together."

"I was wrong. I felt like I was the same man I was when I got married. But Abby? She was different. She'd changed everything about herself and become a flight attendant. The next three years were, to put it gently, a train wreck in motion. Even though I was stateside with short deployments on board a ship, she was flying all over the world. I got back after a deployment to find her in bed with a pilot from her airline. And that? That was the end."

Bradley's breathing raggedly, like he's looking to you for approval or understanding or something. But you're still processing what he's saying.

"That's when she told me I was too rough in bed, sitting in front of a lawyer and demanding half of everything that was mine. It's been three years since the divorce was finalized, Tiny. I didn't cheat on her, or lead you on. I wanted to tell you. I was going to tell you after the wedding."

Your throat is bone dry, your head swimming.

"C-could you ever give me a second chance?" You must've zoned out because all of a sudden, Bradley’s much closer than he was before. The heat drifting off of his broad frame, clothed in olive green is hypnotic. If you were any less stubborn, you'd beg him to take you home. You'd beg him to let you help him forget that a woman like Abby had him first and threw him away.

"I dunno, Roo." The words feel like a peace offering spiraling through the hot night air. "That was… a lot of information."

The hope on his face falls, just a little at your honest words.

"But why is she back here? In San Diego again?" Your nose is a little stuffy and you can feel tears building at the back of your throat. You’re not sure you can take it if he says they’re getting back together again.

"She shows up every once in a while, asking for money." Your lips part, shock parting them without your permission. "Normally it’s only a couple hundred dollars. But this time, it is different. She wants thousands, claiming that I owe her that as spousal support after the divorce."

His shoulders are bowed under the weight of Abby's expectations.

"But I told her no, this time."

"Why?"

"Because I found somebody that's better for me than she ever could be."

It feels like the world goes silent around you. Your heart flip flops in your chest as you stare up into Bradley’s big brown eyes. It’s not a conscious decision which has you flinging your arms around his neck and smashing your lips to his. He staggers, catching himself against the wall as you straddle one broad thigh and kiss down his throat. You can feel every muscle in his thigh flex as one big hand tugs you in closer. This close, you can see the amber flecks in his eyes and practically taste the whiskey on his breath. It should sting your nose and make your eyes water. But instead the scent intoxicates you, drugging you as his chest heaves and each twitch of his muscles has his thigh brush against your sensitive clit. Your chest heaves, brushing your suddenly peaked nipples against his broad chest. When the door clangs open, neither of you move, too caught up in the rush of each other. At least, that is, until calls of your name and his rip you apart.

It’s the bride and groom’s parties, and your face grows hot as you tug your dress down so your panties aren’t completely exposed to the world. A breeze wafts its way over the assembled group, raising gooseflesh on your exposed arms and legs. But you’re not shivering for long as a sports coat is draped over your shoulders. You clutch the lapels close, reveling in the spicy cologne and ignore the way Sophie is trying to figure out why you’re kissing Bradley Bradshaw at her Bachelorette party.

As the two parties separate for the night, not to meet until wedding day, you pull your phone out and send one text message.

Roo, that was a lot, and I probably shouldn’t have kissed you like that. I need a little more time. But I promise, I'll tell you what I decide about us after the wedding.

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occasionalsango · 3 months

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I've had this account for awhile but haven't done anything with it so I'm just gonna start. Anyways, some friends and I have been recreating Inkopolis in Minecraft. This is what's been done so far.

Inkopolis Plaza. This is the center of the city and also the part that I personally put the most time into. There's a nether portal in the train station for travel, oh yeah this is survival. The Calamari Inkantation easter egg is also there, activated by a skulk sensor. The doors to the lobby are also functional.

Inkopolis Square. We really tried to line up the plaza and square so that you can see the tower, but there just isn't a good spot on a 90 degree angle that wouldn't be blocked by the train line. You can JUST about see the tower, though. Despite being part of some Server Shenanigans, the square has been kinda neglected in terms of detail. I also had very little to do with the design process, just building it. Although, I am personally working on it to bring it closer to how it is in Splatoon 3.

Urchin Underpass. This is one of my favorite builds in the city. We really tried to recreate the are around Urchin as best we could. I also got to put an entire 3 minute rendition of Splattack! on noteblocks underneath.

Blackbelly Skatepark. It is not quite finished, there's some more detail I'd like to add, as well as filling in some scenery. It will not be particularly accurate due to space restrictions, but we're alright with that.

Flounder Heights. This is the Splatoon 1 version (The Splatoon 3 version released like a week after the map itself was complete). While none of us are very good at interiors, I plan to make it a functional complex, at some point. Also the "ghost" is represented by an armor stand with a skeleton skull.

Arowana Mall. The pallet for this thing was a big debate, there's not really a block that properly represents the walls or the roofing, but I think is came out decently. It also functions as our actual shopping area, since we have an economy.

Walleye Warehouse. This one was pretty fun to build. It serves as an actual warehouse for blocks. There are minecarts that move around to mimic the conveyor belts.

Hammerhead Bridge. While the stage itself is the Splatoon 1 version, it is covered like in Splatoon 3 (I have a moral opposition to the remake). This took so long.

The Reef. I had no part in this one, outside of some minor touch ups. It looks nice, and is pretty accurate. I am, however, working on making the overhead train rail.

Shellendorf Institute. This took forever and two beacons. I love how it turned out, but I’ll probably never have enough copper to build anything substantial again… We also turned it into a server museum, holding several artifacts and rare items including a blue axolotl and a tall fern item.

Manta Maria. I designed the hull of the ship for this one, not the stage itself, though. It's a little smaller than it should be, but is close enough to still be recognizable.

Wahoo World. Another one I didn't do much with. The roller coaster works (sadly doesn't go inverted) and several other rides and attractions are scattered around. If there is a good way to make something spin or extend diagonally I would love to know, it feels very soulless without the movement.

Bluefin Depot. It's the Splatoon 3 version. This is probably my favorite build in the city. It's also the only one where I designed the stage completely by myself. I did get help with the surrounding. It's probably the most accurate stage overall, since it's far enough away that space wasn't a concern.

Spawning Grounds. I mostly did redstone for this one (plus the heli) since it is a fully* functional recreation of Salmon Run, using zombie pigman and gold nuggets.

New stuff/ stuff that wasn't in my reddit post:

A better look at the alleys in both hub areas (Yes that is a spike instead of Spyke)

The Plane. This is based on the plane that flies over in Splatoon 1 (I used the Boundary Break video for better reference)

Moray Towers. This is unfinished, the surrounding buildings, highway, and some terraforming needs to be done.

Stuff that is in the works/planned:

1.Mako Mart

2.Piranha Pit

3.Port Mackerel

4.Sturgeon Shipyard

5.Anchovy Games

6.Kelp Dome

7.Goby Arena

8.Saltspray Rig

9.Tutorial Stages

10.Octo Valley (MAYBE)

11. Octo Canyon (IDK MIGHT HAPPEN)

12.NILS Statue

13.Skipper Pavilion (if there's space)

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fizzingwizard · 3 months

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Last: gameplay

I knew this game would only last a few hours or so. Still I was surprised it went on as long as it did. You do a lot and it doesn't feel empty to me at all. I'm at best a light gamer... I mean, I play the Sims... uhh... Yeah I have absolutely nothing to compare with, just saying I found this game quick but fun. And I will probably play it at least one more time to try to figure out what side quests I missed and just to enjoy the ambience. The art is really lovely and the stellar music from Sigur Ros totally makes the atmosphere.

Preeeettyyy!

This one I'll put under a cut

I played on Mac. It was so easy.Just space bar, A, S, D, and shift. Despite being so simple, there were lots of reminders and hints, so very friendly to kids. Sometimes though that simplicity was a con in the sense that, when the game didn't try to hold my hand through everything, it made me suspicious that I wasn't doing the right thing. The game does get more difficult as you go farther and the guidance eventually stops more or less. However these instances happened earlier and felt random.

I really loved the whimsical, highly Moomin-ish solutions to various problems. In the first problem with the spider, I remember being surprised that I was clearly meant to lob a bird at the spider instead of asking it nicely to leave. Then, lo and behold:

Heh. "I got your number, game," I thought. But then the spider was a jerk! A sweet jerk tbh. Who enjoys bullying and being bullied haha. So I had to lob the bird at it anyway.

I do find it VERY funny that this game, with its strong theme of needing each other and not only relying on your own wits, solves a lot of its puzzles by stepping on creatures or lulling them to sleep or hitting them with well-aimed birds.... It's 100% therapeutic but it's also so mean bahahahahaha. Like at first it seems like you'll solve every problem by hypnotizing people with the lovely melody of your musical instruments... But by the end even the drum is used to scare them off, and even flatten ferns! omg snufkin such violence

Trashing the Fillyjonk's house to make her come outside is a great example. This game just says "Chaos is the answer" and goes for it xP Imagine uprooting someone's flowers, breaking her statues, and dirtying her laundry, only for her to say "Oh, an invite to a play, how nice" lol. BUT! I do very much appreciate the reference to the Fillyjonk's need for a bit of chaos in her life. I wish they had stuck with that rather than fabricate a crush on the Park Keeper... anyway.

Loved playing with the band, wish that part had been longer/more involved. It was so much fun to have different instruments - I would have liked the drum to do more than just thud, but maybe the designer didn't really know much about hand drums.

Didn't understand the point of the Painter Hemulen, but possibly although I completed his side quest I may have missed another that came after. I really expected Stinky to be connected to the main story through Ninny. I thought he would be hiding Ninny's clothes with the theater costumes, but nope. Unrelated side quest.

I also really enjoyed the witty descriptors for items and quests, they made me giggle.

Ran into a handful of bugs/glitches as well. It could be because I'm on Mac, or because I'm on wifi. Idk if everyone experienced these. The biggest was jumping glitch. Several times I would just get stuck and be unable to jump no matter what I did. I'd try waiting for the indicator to appear, using different key combos, choosing the direction carefully, leaving and returning... Nothing worked, especially at Moominhouse (which I was sad we don't get to go inside) and these parts of the Hattifatteners Island:

Got stuck a couple other places too. It did eventually work, but with no rhyme or reason I could find. Path-finding also sometimes lead to getting stuck and I just had to wiggle around for a while before I could get out.

This above too about streamer mode. I literally can't read it on my screen. I had to cap it and zoom in in order to make out the type against the light color background.

However the worst glitch seems to have ruined the entire Hemulen's Butterflies side quest. I caught all three butterflies and was returning to the Hemulen when I guess I took a wrong turn and the butterflies left. Other times, when someone is following you and you go somewhere they can't follow, they will reunite with you when you come back to a good spot. But the butterflies flew away and didn't come back. I returned to catch new butterflies, but they appeared VERY rarely, and once caught glitched and disappeared. On top of that, the sound of my harmonica then vanished completely. I had to close the game and reopen, at which point I accidentally went too close to a loading screen and lost the chance to finish the quest. (I could have, if I hadn't continued onto the dam scene, but at that point I was too annoyed and kinda felt like the Hemulen will just have to get his own butterflies haha).

ETA: Realized I forgot some stuff!! So there are another couple quirks I ran into that I'm not sure if they're bugs or inevitable or what.

The first is that I completed many of the quests/side quests without meaning to. I gathered all the ingredients for all three of the Muskrat's stews before I even knew he wanted them. The game sent a message that I could increase my stamina by visiting the Muskrat's campfire, so I tried to go back to where you first meet the Muskrat and couldn't. Then it wasn't until much much later that I found him, and had to eat all three stews in one go. More importantly, that means I beat the game with the same stamina, never getting the increase until the very end (you don't even need it for the last park outside the dam because Moomintroll doesn't run).

I also found many other things just through playing naturally, which isn't itself a problem - but when I figured out what went with which quest, the game had trouble registering the quests as complete. It did eventually. But each time, I'd visit the character concerned, and they'd give an intro or a mid speech, then pause for a while and I'd start to leave before they'd finally give the complete speech. It was rather confusing. I do like the open world kind of feel and I def don't mind being able to do quest before they're introduced. But it was... nearly every single quest. I just gathered everything I saw that I was allowed to pick up. Some items DID seem as though they were hidden until you unlocked the quest. But most just appeared.

There were also several times I helped a bee or found an egg for a nest etc and nothing seemed to come of it? I'm guessing maybe there's a hidden "you rescued all the critters!" sidequest or something I didn't quite complete...

I really enjoyed the quests tho and my secret fav was "flattening the ferns with the drum" haha. I also think inspiration should go till level 10 only because maxing at 8 was too easy. Then again you def don't need it, musical prowess is irrelevant after you free Moomintroll, which is kinda sad since you spend so much time working on that skill alone.

I think that's about everything. Really loved the game (don't take my little critiques too hard!). A wonderful game for Moomin lovers and I hope many kids enjoy it too and become Moomin fans. Last here are some assorted bits and scraps I had nowhere else to put

The art is seriously sooo gorgeous. Also look how grumpy Little My looks in that bee costume

This close up of DLC for Snufkin. Loved it. It doesn't appear in the cut scenes but whatever.

Also... Snuf what is that plant you're eyeing??? HMM??? (Nettles lol)

And I seriously loved the chime-like music flowers and ferns would make when you run through them, and especially these gorgeous glowy mushrooms.

That's all folks!

#moomin #snufkin #snufkin spoilers #snufkin melody of moominvalley #snufkin melody of moominvalley spoilers

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natadachoco · 1 year

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a pretty good reunion

this is @twic0rd‘s christmas gift exchange!! It’s a 3.5k words of a mumscarian injury fic set it an unknown timeline (after season 8). Technically it’s a hurt/comfort, but I’m not very good at hurting my boys so it’s mostly fluff. It starts off with established Scarian with pining Mumbo and ends with the three of them getting together. Enjoy!!

There are some things in this world that are self-evident.

Therefore, due having to put up with things like preening, being monitored all times by your adoptive keepers, and having to cut wing holes out of everything he wore, he was allowed to torment them as much as he wanted.

One, Grian had wings.

Two, Scar and Mumbo did not.

(He convenient ignored the fact that as a shapeshifter, Mumbo could have wings too, but he didn’t have the helicopter watchers that came with Grian’s wings, so they didn’t count.)

Mumbo’s roof made a terrible perch. The first few times he tried landing on it, his talons unsuccessfully grappled with the slick tile and it usually ended with him falling flat on his ass. Several more smashes into the balcony later — and a few grooves he definitely didn’t deliberately scratch into the roof — he got the hang of it. Still wasn’t a pleasant feeling under his feet, though.

He ignored the tutting, fussing voices in the back of his head. He was a bird on a mission: make Mumbo’s life a living hell for leaving him so lo— for generating so much lag. He'll have a fun surprise waiting for him when he finally logs back on. What to do?

Blue eyes lit up as an idea popped into his head.

Leafiana. Treesia’s grafted clone, because if the hermits can transcend dimensions and hop into a new server, why can’t Treesia?

Well. He can pretend, anyways.

Talons clicked against roof tile as he launched from his perch in the rough direction of a forest. Grian never really got the hang of using the coordinates embedded in his communicator properly, relying more on his avian instincts to guide him.

He flew until the yellowed grass of the plains gave over to the brighter, truer greens of the forest. Ferns squished under him as he landed. He grinned softly to himself when he felt the foliage against his feet. He loved building, exploring structure and design in a way that can’t really be done in 2D, but sometimes he just wanted to build a nest in the trees and sleep with only a canopy to protect him instead of in his giant mansions and super-future towers.

“I keep getting distracted,” he muttered to himself. He was here to gather materials for Treesia 2.0, and that meant getting his axe out and doing some chopping.

Thud. Crash. Whatever other sounds trees made when they crashed down in a forest. Grian stood back to admire his haul, grimacing at the thought of having to chop these oaks up even further so he can shove them in shulkers. He wiped the sweat from his brow with his wing, hands currently occupied with a very sharp tool, before grimacing at the sticky mess of dirt that was now on his brightly coloured feathers. He sighed. As if he hadn’t had enough preening to do when he got back.

He looked at the felled logs. It was probably around ten stacks, but he remembered needing at least half a shulker box for Treesia, and he certainly didn’t want to be outdone by past Grian, so he sighed and resigned himself to spending the next hour chopping more wood.

He should’ve chosen his next tree more carefully. It only took one hit of the axe to do this, after all.

A high-pitched scream echoed throughout the forest. He barely registered it was his own. Blood flowed steadily out of Grian’s scalp and onto the crumpled ferns below, saturating the dark earth underneath. He tried to lift a hand to stem the flow, but only now did he notice that the branch that cut a gash into his head and knocked him over was now crushing his arm and wing. It must’ve already been on the verge of breaking, and his axe hit was just the final straw, he thought blearily. If he continued thinking a mile a minute, the pain wouldn’t consume him.

Too bad, the universe said. You’re gonna hurt anyways. Whatever adrenaline was keeping the pain at bay long enough for him to take in his situation before was not pulling its weight anymore. His back throbbed angrily and pain laced through his wings from being stuck in such unnatural positions, not to mention the giant tree branch that was still on top of him. Grian could swear that he could hear the other Watchers laughing at his plight. Imagine what you could have done if you didn’t leave us, he bet they were whispering. Leaving to frolic among mortals.

His communicator. He needed his communicator.

The bright light of the screen shocked a migraine into him. Great. He probably had a concussion on top of all his other injuries, too. I hope I didn’t type it wrong, he thought, just before black overtook his vision. He was always terrible at using coordinates.

[help me]

[1083, -3872]

Scar’s communicator beeped. He glanced down, lit up by a nearby beacon beam with a pickaxe in hand. He had just been gathering more andesite for a new build.

His heart stopped.

His pickaxe clattered to the floor as he quickly grabbed his rockets and set off in the direction of a certain pesky bird. If his boyfriend wanted help with a build, or even just to prank someone, he’d send a little more than just a depressingly short message and a set of coordinates. It was up to him to make sure he was okay; no one else was online except for an afk Tango. Even if it was a prank, Scar couldn’t possibly leave him alone.

His worry grew as he neared the coordinates. He was nowhere near any Hermit’s base; in fact, he had been flying over ocean for who knows how long. Had Grian typed them wrong?

He looked at the coordinates again, trying to think of where it could possibly be, if not here. The easiest mistake to make is forgetting a negative, a mistake he knew from experience was far too easy to make. He racked his brain trying to remember what was around -1100, -3900. Mumbo’s base was within a few hundred blocks. It wasn’t that close, but it was all he could remember.

Hopefully it was the right decision, he thought. Grian had been waiting for him long enough.

This time, a forest faded into view as he flew in. You can have accidents in forests, right? Scar knew he had enough issues navigating their dark, not Scar Safe premises. He dived downwards into the canopy when he reached the coordinates, only realising a little bit too late that that may have not been a very good idea.

A branch caught him in the stomach and he wheezed. A sucker punch was better than this. He panted as he caught his breath, hanging over the branch like he was laundry on a clothesline. He opened his eyes to see if he could spot some familiar feathers, but his hard-won air was forced out of him once again as he took in the scene before him.

"What in the world, Grian!?"

Grian was usually a sight for sore eyes, but the blood and the unnaturally crooked wings made his eyes sore.

"Hang on, I'm coming to get you!" He shouted. He was half aware that Grian was probably out cold and couldn't hear him, but he felt the odd need to say it anyway. It was like there was an audience watching him.

He wriggled off the branch and landed beside Grian with an 'oof'. He grimaced at the squelch of the ground, nearly gagging when he lifted his hands and saw that they were covered in brick red dust. The top layer of the blood must've dri-

How long has he been here?

Spurred on by the icy realisation, he tried to lift the tree branch up to no avail. Never had he cursed being one of the physically weakest Hermits so much. He rummaged through his inventory to see if there was anything he could use, panic setting in, and then remembering that in his haste, he hadn't even thought to get healing potions or even a golden apple.

He bit his lip as he wondered whether going back to the shopping district to grab some potions would be worth the time sacrifice. Just as he was about to leave, his communicator beeps again.

[MumboJumbo joined the game.]

What?

Shaking his head, he blinked a few more times to make sure he read the message properly.

Nope, still the same.

Any other time, he would be celebrating the return of the mustached man, but he was in quite the worrying situation right now. He could make use of this, though.

[mumbo can you get some healing poitons please?]

[-1083, -3872]

Inhale.

[sure thing]

And exhale.

Help was coming, and it was someone they had missed very, very, much.

In the meantime, though, he had a head wound to bandage.

"Ugh, my wings," Grian muttered. His head was pounding something awful but he had to get up, get this branch off him…

He paused.

The weight he felt on him wasn’t the branch; it was a blanket. He gingerly felt around his throbbing head. It was bandaged. His arm and wings too, though the latter was done far more messy and crushed a few more of his feathers than he would've liked. Who had…?

The neat sorting system and redstone residue everywhere told him he was inside Mumbo's base. But it couldn't be Mumbo, because Mumbo wasn't her–

"Oh thank goodness, Grian! You're awake!" Scar appeared at the door, smiling his massive smile, crow's feet appearing in the outer corners of his eyes. He grabbed a cup of water from the bedside table and thrust it at Grian, spilling half of it over the blankets in the process.

They took a minute to stare at the mess.

"I never think I can get any clumsier, but I beat my own records every time I move," Scar moped.

Grian would be a lot more annoyed if he didn't look so genuinely upset, already grabbing a cloth to mop up the excess and moving to grab another blanket from the closet. While Scar was here, though, he might as well get his questions out of the way. "Did you help me? Also, did you move me to Mumbo's base?"

Scar blinked, pausing with the new blanket in hand. "Well, yes, but Mumbo also–"

Before he could finish his sentence, and before Grian could process the bombshell Scar just dropped on him, the door burst open and a familiar mustachio'ed face stared back at him.

"Uh… hi, Grian."

Silence.

"It sure is nice to see you after so long. It's been a while hasn't it? You know, I wasn't really planning on being gone for so long–"

Grian was almost in awe at how fast the man could ramble when stressed. "Hi Grian? Really? That's the first thing you say to me when I haven't seen your mustache in months?"

Mumbo blushed, sheepish, an embarrassed hand coming up to scratch the back of his neck. He opened his mouth, probably to try and mount a meager defence, but Grian ignored him and turned to Scar instead. “Thanks, Scar. I don’t know how I managed to get myself in such a messy situation.”

Scar moved to drag his old blanket from him and put the new one over top. Mumbo flinched when his battered body came into view, bandages around every part of him and tinged brown from dried blood. It seemed to spark something in Mumbo, though, as he quickly blathered about getting ‘supplies’ and ran off, back out the door he just came from.

“Well that was weird.”

“Grian, Mumbo was actually quite helpful in getting you back here and patching you up, so maybe you can cut him some slack? I’m sure he didn’t leave us for so long,” Scar said. Grian snapping at Mumbo wasn’t the most warranted, but he could understand. Missing someone for so long only to be greeted like nothing had changed was always going to be jarring, and Grian wasn’t the only one who wanted something more from their long-awaited reunion.

“I know, I know, I just thought his coming back would be a lot more fun, you know? Like, fireworks and a feast with the entire server, not him having to rescue me from a tree.” He groaned at the last word, only now having the time to feel embarrassed about the entire ordeal. “How did I lose to a tree!?”

Scar laughed at his flush and quickly pecked him on the cheek, his relief from before morphing into affection. His grin grew wider when Grian blushed even harder, throwing his hands up over his face before quickly remembering why sudden movements were not in his repertoire right now.

His yelp of pain brought a worried furrow to Scar’s eyebrows. He gently took Grian’s injured arm and inspected the bandages, which were already starting to come off. Unwinding them made him flinch at the medley of bruises hidden just underneath, most of which were turning nasty purples. The cuts and scrapes were cleaned out, but the dressings kept them wet and disgusting to look at.

Grian was still as Scar wiped away the old disinfectant and applied a new layer, the foul scent making his sensitive avian nose want to wither and die. The re-done bandages looked worse than they started, though, wound too tight in some places and not tight enough in others. Scar sat back, gazing at his handiwork, and sighed. “Mumbo did your bandages the first time ‘round.”

“I could tell,” Grian laughed. Mumbo, despite his overall clumsiness, was always good with his hands – in more ways than one, his dirty mind finished for him – because of how often he worked with intricate redstone. “Did he also do my wings?”

“Yeah, he did. Were they good?”

Grian hummed, unsure how honest he wanted to be, given how earnestly both men were taking care of him. Well, one of them was his boyfriend, but still. Not to mention, if he wanted to rib on Mumbo, he wanted to do it when the man was here.

A crash and a curse sounded from downstairs.

Ah, there’s the man. Scar startled out of his seat, almost knocking Grian on the wing in the process. He stammered an apology and bowed out of the room in much the same way Mumbo did just a while before, calling out to the accident-prone man with a, “I’m coming!”

Several more crashes, screams, and a cat’s yowl that sounded like it was ripped straight from a sit-com later, Scar and Mumbo staggered back up with a handful of healing and regeneration potions, completely covered in far more gold dust than should have been possible given how long they’ve been gone.

“How do you guys do this to yourselves every time?”

Scar glared at him playfully while Mumbo clutched the potions protectively to his chest. “The glistening melons were fighting me,” he defended himself. His arms twitched as if he was about to let go of the potions, and Grian was struck with the thought that Mumbo wasn’t being protective of the potions more so than simply not wanting to accidentally let go of them. “It’s not my fault that the chests you use to submerge the slices in gold dust are so easily knocked over.”

His prominent glare at a certain elf made it clear exactly what happened downstairs.

Quick, snorting giggles escaped him before he could control himself. Mumbo’s gaze softened and Scar simply went over to kiss him again. Mumbo tightened his hold on the potions again, but Grian was too busy being peppered with kisses all over his face to care particularly much.

Once he was done indulging, Scar popped open one of the many bottles and gestured for him to drink it, and then another one after that. The healing potions immediately went to work on the deepest parts of his injuries; a fracture in his arm that none of them caught immediately started to right itself, a deep pain finally clearing up, and his bruises immediately started to lighten. His tenderised wing bones needed the magic of the regen potions, though, and he was about to throw up with how much liquid the two fretting men forced into him. He groaned, his sensitive wings finally reforming themselves. Not all of it was done properly, and some wing bones still needed to be popped back into place, not to mention the amount of preening he had to do.

He motioned for someone to take his bandages off. Mumbo immediately went to work on his arms and body while Scar worked on his wings. He grimaced as a good few of his feathers were ripped out in the process, stuck to the dried blood. Scar immediately ran a soothing hand over the tender spots, gently rubbing the pain out.

“That’s so much better,” he sighed. Pops sounded out as he finally rolled his shoulders back properly after being stuck in bed for…

“How long was I out for?”

“I think we carried you back here around three hours ago,” Mumbo said. Grian blinked. He was out for that long? Man, he knew he lost to a tree, but he didn’t think he lost that hard. Treesia 2.0 was out for blood, and she wasn’t even built yet.

“Mumbo, you’ve shapeshifted into a bird before, right? You know how to preen wings?”

Mumbo nodded. He never stayed in those forms for long, preferring his human form for redstone, but the bird form was convenient when he loses his elytra and had to get somewhere quick.

“Can you help me with them, then? Even with Scar helping, it’ll take absolutely ages to get these boys back in working order,” Grian said. He flapped them lightly for emphasis.

“Of course, of course,” Mumbo said, but he added hesitatingly, “But aren’t those… sensitive? I thought that was for…”

“Friends can preen each other as much as partners can.” This time, Grian didn’t miss Mumbo’s miniscule flinch. Oh?

None of them said anything more as Grian shuffled backwards on the bed, making room for the two to crawl in beside him. They went to work on his wings, combing them back into their places and removing any remnants of broken blood feathers they could find. Grian popped any dislocated bones back into place, cringing slightly each time at the rush of pain.

That wasn’t the only feeling he was getting, though.

Bird wings were sensitive, and many spots actually felt quite nice when touched. He chirped when Scar thumbed over one of his primary feathers and sighed when Mumbo pressed gently against his wingpit, trying to get a particularly stubborn feather out. Mumbo’s face flushed more and more as the preening session went on. The noises Grian was making were doing something to him, but he couldn’t help but feel terrible. Scar was literally right there, and here he was, blushing at every little noise.

“You could always join us, if you wanted,” Scar said.

Mumbo yelped a little at that, only barely managing not to jump in surprise. “Huh? Join what? I’m perfectly fine, what are you talking about?”

“We’ve discussed it before, you know,” Grian chimed in. “Even before today, we always thought that… well, we wanted to date you too.” He hesitated when Mumbo took a second too long to reply. “Unless… we assumed wrong?”

“No!” Mumbo cringed at himself. That was almost a shout. “No, you assumed right, of course, I just—”

“Can I kiss you?” Grian blurted out. Mumbo’s frantic rambling increased to a frenetic rate, words spilling out of his mouth like a waterfall. Grian smirked. “Well, you made me feel mighty good right now. Might as well complete it, right?”

Mumbo froze, face immediately flushed tomato red. Grian reached out to poke him, but only got a small “Meep!” in return.

Scar laughed. “Gri, I think you broke him.” He reached out to poke him as well, hard enough to make him sway in place.

“Not my fault he’s so easily breakable,” he pouted.

“Grian, you lost to a tree.”

“Shut up!”

And he did, with a deep kiss. That got a reaction out of the dying mustached man. Mumbo swallowed so hard Grian could hear it over the pounding in his ears, and he broke from Scar, leaning over with his intent clear in his eyes. Mumbo nodded imperceptibly, eyes still darting between their lips, and anything he was about to say was swallowed up by Grian’s kiss.

Scar was complaining in the background. He said he wanted to kiss Mumbo first, why didn’t Grian ever listen to him, and Grian broke away to yell at him for that — Grian was not the one who never listened to his partner! — so Scar swept in and kissed Mumbo gently on the cheek.

The sounds of Mumbo combusting have never been so satisfying.

“You know what? This was a pretty good reunion.”

#mumscarian #scarian #grumbo #mumscar #mcyt #gtws #goodtimeswithscar #grian #mumbo jumbo #hermitcraft #christmas gift exchange #sorry this is late my dumbass queued it and it got eaten #my fanfic #mine

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lem-birb · 10 months

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Artfight 2023: Recap

just sharing this year's artfight works and some thoughts on the character and my process in an attempt to start talking more (i should really work on my social skills 💀) please read it if you're interested 👉👈

[character || owner] *owner's names are the ones on artfight

Xenith || lemonteaaa_

i have had this character bookmarked since last year and wanted to draw so bad, he just looks so cool like he can actually be a canon character in genshin, i just had to draw him! i loved reading about him and the entire time i was lowkey brainrotting about how this character would actually be in game.

i took inspo from the official genshin character birthday arts and i think i did a pretty good job. it took me so long to actually finish this one and i worked on it on and off since life was getting busy too. my hands hurt so much drawing all the details but omg was it worth it.

Briorsena || Tarphi

also a character i had bookmarked last year and actually planned for a mass attack but that was a bit out of my skillset so i thought of a different approach and i loved her knight vibe so i thought of this dramatic portrait thing then i blacked out and suddenly its a tarot card lol

the character is so cool and detailed, it was also pain for my hands and the armor was a struggle but i had to do her justice. especially her weapon! i loved the design of it it looks so epic!! although i wouldve loved to know more about the character and her story. aksfdl i love lady knights, so cool

Euryale || WitchyTwink

the next target is a friend's and oh my god is the design so cool, the medusa vibe and glowing galaxy hair is my favorite elements. its the perfect character for the death card.

the hardest part was the skeleton and i was mentally chanting to myself "it doesnt have to be accurate, it doesnt have to be accurate" while i slowly go insane with each rib. but i had fun drawing the sneks and making everything glow and stuff. although i think i made it look more underwater than galaxy now that i look at it again hhhhh

Fern || gluecats

the cutest lil bean!!! shes so adorable!!! it took a bit of thinking of which she fit in but the sun is perfect. her design is so simple and cute but i took the liberty of changing her outfit a bit. i also love her unique hair braid! i wish i gotten to know this character more but alas

i took a shot at doing some backlighting but i think i still need to work on that hehe... also the sunflower brush saved my sanity because if i had to draw and paint each flower i wouldve cried (thanks to poobit who made it! there are some bits where the brush kinda did an oopsie and i only now notice it)

other thoughts:

i really liked the idea of the dnd tarot card themed attack so i will be doing this too for next year's artfight! i will keep on doing these until i've completed the major arcana! so please look forward to that!

i would think i gotten better at art this year but only a fraction since i havent gotten to draw in a long while and i missed doing this full illustrations and i think i want to do more!

life was a bit busy this july with graduating and other stuff so i only got to do 4 attacks (and a 5th one i didnt get to finish so hopefully i can attack it next year!)

if you've read this far, thank you so much!

i am on this whole self-improvement thing and one of those steps is getting out of my shell, i really need to be more social so if you're still reading, drop a comment or message me cuz i'd love to make more friends and moots on here <3

#lem chirps #artfight2023 #lem art #dnd character #dnd art #genshin impact oc

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peace-coast-island · 1 year

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Diary of a Junebug

Resentment brings trouble, wreaths bring joy

What do we do with leftover holiday decor and fern gyroids? We make wreaths. After all there’s no reason to waste a bunch of perfectly good things like tinsel and pinecones. The holiday season might be over but that doesn’t mean we can’t prepare for next year. Besides, it’s not like we’re drowning in wreaths - there’s just enough for everyone to make at least two. As for the rest of the gyroids, they’re being used for a winter cabin themed set designed by Mabel and Arabella.

Sophea and Shinobu have dropped by with a couple friends to spend the weekend here. The four of them had gone up to Portsmith Summit to deal with something and the camp happens to be on the way back. Since it’s a long trip to Cardamon - where Julie and Shigeo live - Sophea thought it’d be best to take it easy for a couple days. I agree, long trips are a lot less daunting when you break it up with stops along the way, especially when you’re in no rush to get there.

After spending the past couple weeks being a potato by being a hermit at the camp, it’s nice to finally get back into the swing of things with a little event. Traveling’s fun but I’m still a homebody at heart so I often need breaks to kinda get away from it all and not be too overwhelmed. Like I’ve said before, I’m lucky to have friends who completely understand - partly because a lot of them are similar too - so I don’t constantly feel like I have to be “on” all the time and take as much time for myself without feeling bad.

That’s not to say that certain people close to me don’t respect that - I think it’s more like they don’t get it. I mean, I don’t mind when they call me up but it’s annoying when I try to leave and they sorta guilt me into staying longer even though there’s nothing else to say and then they complain that I’m boring them. Also, maybe it’s just me, but as soon as someone says that they want to leave then I’d be like okay and not force them, even if they have nothing going on.

And I know that they wouldn’t want to hear this as I would never say it to their face but as much as I love some of these people they really take a lot out of me. Like I love and support you but we absolutely cannot live together because we’re just way too incompatible and that will negatively impact our relationship. Sometimes the best thing you can do is maintain a healthy distance, especially when you do get along well but your personalities are almost completely opposite.

Anyway, enough about that, the gyroid event’s been a lot of fun. I think I like the way we’re doing events now, just more on the casual side and a bit more sporadic. This event wasn’t really planned and it ended up working out really well so I hope to have more like that. I’m more of a spontaneous person anyway so I don’t really like sticking to rigid planning and feel more comfortable going with the flow. Events take time, energy, and resources, so I don’t want to waste all that on something that might end up being a huge source of stress that accomplishes nothing.

What I’m saying is that I don’t want events to be some big flashy thing, I want events to provide memorable and fun experiences. Even if it’s seemingly mundane, there’s nothing wrong with finding something special in the ordinary.

As usual, Sophea’s been working on a case and Shinobu’s providing her assistance. Her client, Julie, had been reluctant to get some outside help but at Shigeo and Shinobu’s insistence, she finally reached out to Sophea. Part of the reason why Julie was hesitant to reach out was because it was mostly a family affair, which is understandable. However it’s escalated to a point where her estranged father, a powerful lawyer with lots of connections, and her mother’s parents, also some powerful people, have taken things too far.

With the way her family tends to muddle things, Julie figured it’s best to beat them by getting the truth out before they have a chance to warp it. The whole thing really started a couple years ago when her mother got arrested and Julie had to move in with her father. Before that Julie lived with her mother, who was also a prominent lawyer before the arrest. Her parents married young because she got pregnant and inevitably things didn’t work out. Julie mostly saw her father on weekends or when her mother was too busy with work - the latter which became more frequent as she got older and that put a strain on her relationship with her mother.

As for Julie’s relationship with her maternal grandparents, she finds it hard to believe that those people are the ones who raised her mother and uncle. Despite her mother’s flaws, Julie says she understands that she did the best she could, especially when it came to avoiding being like her parents. While she sympathizes with her mother for being under a lot of pressure as the eldest who also happened to be the gifted child, it doesn’t completely excuse her for some of the things she did. One of those things in particular is how she treats her brother, though Julie thinks her grandparents’s brainwashing is mostly to blame.

As one can infer, Julie’s mother grew up in a dysfunctional family and despite her accomplishments and former status, she was never able to escape their influence. Her uncle, Aki, who’s a friend of Shigeo and Shinobu, is considered the black sheep of the family, a topic of ridicule. He’s kind of person who’s considered a failure for not meeting unrealistically high standards, which explains why he doesn’t get along with them. As a result, Julie had this image of her uncle as someone to avoid being like, as in the lowest of the low, someone not worth acknowledging.

It wasn’t until she got to know to him that they don’t really know him at all. Meeting Shigeo and Shinobu furthered that point. Julie finds Aki to be a decent person, he may be a bit hard to get along with and can be exhausting to be around but he’s surprisingly easy to talk to. Shinobu confirms that Aki is indeed a good listener who actually tries to help without being intrusive or offering unsolicited advice, which kinda adds to why most people are baffled by him. Sure some of the things he does are questionable but that’s not much different from anyone else - in Shigeo’s words, he’s just some guy who tries to get by. So it doesn’t make sense why his parents are so determined to tear him down and pit other people against him.

Regarding the incident that got Mia arrested and ruined her life, it’s something that Julie still can’t wrap her mind around. I mean, who can blame her? Julie and her mother were visiting her grandparents and that happened to be the one time when her uncle came over too. That was when Julie started to get to know him as they were both trying to avoid the elders. Her mom was having problems that involved getting into fights with her parents so Aki would take Julie out to save her from being dragged into the conflict.

Then one day Aki texted Julie that he and his friend were stranded on the freeway because of car trouble so she asked her mom if she could take the car. Mia wasn’t happy about it and insisted on driving since it was winter and Julie wasn’t as familiar with the roads. On the way back after picking up the guys Mia and Aki got into an argument and next thing Julie knew, the car went off the road and flipped. She later found out that her mother walked out of the wreck, later confessing that she intended to leave the others in the snow. Aki managed to pull an unconscious Julie out of the car before it went up in flames while his friend, who was thrown out, died from his injuries.

From there, it all went downhill. Everyone had naturally assumed that Mia left the scene because she was disoriented and not thinking straight, which makes sense. So to hear her admit that she intended to flee the scene to avoid getting into trouble, even if it means leaving her own daughter stranded and almost killed, is shocking, to say the least. Though her mother has felt immensely guilty about it, Julie says she doesn’t know if she can ever forgive her. Leaving her own daughter and brother stranded and killing someone - even if it was an accident - doesn’t change the fact that she intentionally did what she did.

Not surprisingly, Julie’s grandparents tried to clean up the mess by pinning the blame on Aki and insisting that Mia was innocent. To make matters worse, Julie’s father, who never got along with his in-laws, took their side, though he dragged his ex through the mud too. Julie ultimately chose to go back to the city to live with her father - the lesser of two evils she said, the alternative being her grandparents - in hopes of putting the incident behind her.

Things didn’t quite work out that way as she found out that acting like nothing happened wasn’t going to help. She and Aki contacted each other in secret, which was how she later met Shigeo and Shinobu, and they went on like that for the next few years. With Aki and Shigeo’s help, Julie got into Mikawa University with a scholarship so that was her ticket out. After spending her first year in the dorms, she later moved into her own apartment.

Julie thought she’s be safe now that she was far away from both sides of the family. And for a while she and Aki were fine, at least until several months ago when her father found out. It wasn’t long before her grandparents found out too and they started harassing Aki, claiming that he was corrupting Julie. For a while they tried to ignore it but the harassment got worse. Eventually they started targeting other people like Shigeo, which Aki felt was going way too far - even more so when Julie herself became a target. Not knowing what to do, Julie turned to her mother for help and she suggested contacting Sophea since she knows things will escalate.

That’s why they went up to Portsmith and now that’s over with, all they can do is wait and see. Sophea mentioned that she worked with Mia in the past and that she was a good lawyer. It’s a shame that things ended up the way they did. Shigeo was aware that Aki didn’t get along with his parents but he never knew it was that bad. Even though he’s younger, Shigeo often worries about Aki like a concerned older sibling because he never lets on how much he’s struggling. Shinobu suspects it’s because he’s never had anyone stand up for him so that’s why he constantly has to prove himself. Sounds like she’s speaking from experience.

Although Julie was reluctant to reach out to Sophea for help at first, she’s glad that she did instead of trying to ignore the problem or deal with it herself. She pointed out that her mother’s family had a bad habit of pretending things never happened and playing the blame game in order to avoid responsibility and given their track record, she does not want to end up like them. Sophea added that it’s clear that both sides of Julie’s family are full of resentful people and sooner or later that’ll backfire on them.

In other words, Julie was lucky to get out when she did because if she stuck with her father, or worse, her grandparents, she’d probably end up like them. So while her mother isn’t perfect, at least she succeeded in making sure Julie didn’t end up like any of them by making sure she could stand up for herself and not be blinded or swayed by arrogance and bitterness.

Julie and Shigeo are still on winter break so they’re in no rush to get home. Aki would’ve come with them but he got knocked out with a cold so Shigeo’s mom has been checking up on him. They say he’s feeling a lot better but still contagious which is why they can’t visit him. Sophea plans to meet up with him in person before she gets back, hopefully by next week when he’s fully recovered.

The weather’s been really cold up here so it’s a good thing they decided to stop by the camp. We managed to collect a bunch of gyroids before shutting ourselves inside and making ourselves cozy by the fire.

Making wreaths has helped us unwind and take our minds off the cold. It’s fun to see what everyone comes up with when decorating our wreaths. And when we were done with that we got started on making furniture. Not surprisingly, Shinobu knows a thing or two about crafting furniture. She really is a jack of all trades. Shigeo mentioned that Aki tried to recruit her several times but she kept declining. They’ve been vague on what Aki does for work so I’m guessing no one really knows, not even Aki himself. All they can really say is that he tries to help people, usually in a roundabout way, and it ends up working out.

Tomorrow looks like it’s gonna be sunny - cold still but at least it’ll be bright - so hopefully we can venture out a bit to collect some more gyroids as well as show the others a bit more of the camp.

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The fact you remember where I'm from and that is spring here is quite cute ^^ I've been seeing so much about fall on social media, but my vibes are different right now, I'm on flower and pretty colors vibes 🌸💐 I hope you reunite with your Sweet Bill soon, you sound so lovely together!!

And about the video, I wish it was me and Seonghwa 🥺 it would be adorable! This Wednesday is national holiday in Brazil, so, as I don't have work or uni, I'm thinking on finally watching Star Wars. What do you think? If you know a lot about the franchise, could you point me to the right direction, please? :D

Ooh, Star Wars advice. That is going to vary from fan to fan. More often than anything useful you are going to get a ramble from the person about what works for them and the place the movies found them in their life. But hey, it is my page so I can ramble. It is a deep world with lots of television shows and books too, but my knowledge is limited to the movies, and I haven't even seen all of them yet. I like the well known characters R2-D2 and C-3PO from my childhood and the more recent BB-8.

The short answer is if you just want to try one to see if you might like more the original 1977 movie that started the franchise. It is a fun adventure called Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope. Alternately, the 2015 Star Wars: Episode VII - The Force Awakens is another good one if you want a more modern looking movie.

PC Magazine has a nice roundup of the movies and several suggested orders to see them. It is also fine to just watch one and decide trying once was enough Star Wars in your life. Alternately, the recent streaming shows like The Mandalorian might be more interesting than the movies so there are many ways to sample Star Wars. That's on my viewing list one day since I love the character people were calling Baby Yoda until he got a name in the story.

Two other things that may be of interest upfront, you might enjoy the adult reader insert stories of Tenelkadjowrites about Star Wars. (She is really the one to ask about Star Wars, even her username is from the wider Star Wars world!) I already liked her Seonghwa writing so seeing more work in a different fandom was fun too.

Also, my love of K-pop costuming has me smiling when I see somebody dressed in clothes that could pass for something from Star Wars. Yoongi from BTS had a photo shoot where he could have stepped off the set of the 1977 movie and Seonghwa of course keeps making me think Star Wars with his flowing outfits and swords.

On to the more personal answer with pictures (including my underwear!) and a video of the worst entry in the franchise but one of my favorites anyway!

A little too young for the first movie, I did have some of the action figures growing up and loved playing Star Wars with my friends. I was the right age to appreciate one of the most hated elements of Star Wars- the sort-of-cute teddy bearish Ewoks from the 1983 movie Return of the Jedi. I even bought Ewok Underoos recently but can only show the package I saved because I did not follow the no-heat in the dryer instructions and the iron-on design peeled right off my shirt.

I love BB-8 the most and have a lot of stuff with that character including a pillow, backpack, and plate.

So, I like the cute stuff and my love of Star Wars is shown in stuffed animals too. Here are Max Rebo, C-3PO, R2-D2, and a jawa hanging out at the end of the hallway at my house.

And I like the designs of the storm trooper costumes too so have one of those toys in my room along with a second BB-8 backpack and a matching luggage out of shot.

And last, the worst entry in the Star Wars World- the children’s Ewok movie The Battle For Endor. I was eleven when it came out and liked it. Now I can look at the trailer below and see the fern filled redwood forests I am familiar with now that I live in the San Francisco bay area. Bill says we even have some of those fern types in the backyard but he is insistent it is not because he likes Ewoks.

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So my final answer is there are many ways to enjoy Star Wars including just the toys or taking one look and realizing it might not be your thing and all are perfectly reasonable ways to feel about the franchise. If you like it, there is always more to see, but it is okay if it is just a movie to you. For me it is mostly the show where some favorite characters came from.

#treasure-hwa #asks #about this caryatid #not K-pop #star wars

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'Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire' review: Kaiju Meets Camp

Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire is a movie packed with thrilling action and cringe-worthy dialogue, as two iconic Titans team up. A majority of the film proves how much fun there is to be had by combining kaiju action with camp. Once again at the helm is director Adam Wingard. The film stars Rebecca Hall, Brian Tyree Henry, Dan Stevens, Kaylee Hottle, Alex Ferns, and Fala Chen. Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire is now in theaters and IMAX.

Credit: Warner Bros. Legendary Pictures pits the almighty Kong and the fearsome Godzilla against a colossal undiscovered threat hidden within our world, challenging their very existence—and our own. Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire delves further into the histories of these Titans and their origins, as well as the mysteries of Skull Island and beyond while uncovering the mythic battle that helped forge these extraordinary beings and tied them to humankind forever. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqrpMRDuPfc

Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire Review

Whenever a new kaiju-style film is unleashed for audiences to consume, there are bound to be those who want the genre to follow the same style each time. Legendary and Toho won’t develop the same Godzilla film and that’s completely fine. Not all of their films stand the test of time with some being more cringe than camp.

Credit: Warner Bros. I miss being excited like a little kid for the movie theaters. The absence of over-the-top blockbuster thrills has been rough. Listen, I could easily be that critic who speaks to you like you have no authority in what constitutes “good entertainment”, but I’ve met those people and I never wish to be like them. I loved the parts of this film that brought a unique perspective into the kaiju territory. This story had a lot of heart and embraced the campy parts that naturally come with enormous titans and monsters being involved.

Credit: Warner Bros. In an interesting twist, Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire had a lot of accessibility in how the story was told. Discussing the film with my partner, a long-time kaiju fan, after seeing it on the big screen was enlightening. They pointed something out to me about the potential accessibility for the deaf community with this film. Although I lack experience living life without hearing, this thought is significant. There’s something so important in the facial expressions and small details in storytelling whether between the actors or the ginormous apes. It speaks to the very essence of humanity when these aspects of a film are done well because they signal to storytellers how to move forward with their craft. Godzilla vs Kong: The New Empire was a visually stunning film that utilized the setting of Hollow Earth to its fullest potential. Hollow Earth helped expand the story and its design was gorgeous. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j-H52B3rFik Leaving the theater, I kept focusing on how campy Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire was and how much better it made the experience. If they had gone for something soaked in dread and dramatics, it wouldn’t have the same impact. I fell in love with the story that was written for Hottle’s character, Jia. Some of the dialogue felt rushed, being thoughtful in one moment and then cringe-inducing in another. The dialogue may have not been fantastic, but it was decent enough for this type of film. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oboOTop0KL0 The lack of explanation for the main characters from previous films being absent has been a common theme in these Godzilla and Kong films from Legendary. At this point, I can understand it won’t be magically fixed, and we won’t necessarily know where past characters have gone. In a film like this, you have to truly suspend any disbelief because not much with make sense outside of basics (gravity, government secrets, etc). While that happens a bunch with these films, there were some slight missteps regarding simplifying some of the explanations or scenes explaining more detailed mechanics of Hollow Earth. This is not a perfect film, but then again those can be a rarity. Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire is a kaiju blockbuster filled with memorable moments, gorgeous designs, fantastic cinematography, and full of camp that evokes the era of kaiju being ridiculous men in costumes crushing miniature towns.

Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire Review:

7/10

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#Godzilla #godzillaxkong #godzillaxkongthenewempire #kaiju #kingkong #legendaryfilms #moviereview #review

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The Brucandy Family

Just pretend theres an elevated platform behind them so we can see all of them ndndnd

THE BRUCANDY FAMILY!!! Featuring @kalopsic-lagomorph 's designs for their kids!! They're all named and designed after various cocktails, which I think is just fuckin amazing!! I really hope I did them justice (excuse how you can still see the sketch lines). Thank you so much for letting me draw them I had to much fun with it!! (I'll link the original post down below)

I tried to make them look a bit older here, like adults. Since they're half Troll, I think it'd be funny if they only got to about half the height of a Puppet.

And Peaches is there too lol. Tiny Peaches with Tiny Bruce.

Okay story time lol!

We all know Bruce's story. He finds his way to Vacay Island after the Brozone breakup, meets Brandy, and gets married. I think all 13 of the kids are the same age, meaning this man popped out 13 fuckin eggs at once (they were too big to nest in his hair so he and Brandy cared for them like normal eggs).

Well, cut to several years later after the Brozone reunion. When Bruce's brothers start to get married and have kids of their own, Bruce and Brandy get a serious case of the baby fever. So they figure, they already have 13 kids, what's one more?

Only this time, the baby is Troll sized. It came as a shock to them both, since the rest of their kids were more Puppet-sized. And when little Peaches hatched, Bruce went full mamabear mode cause oh my god his baby is miniscule compared to everything around them time to baby-proof EVERYTHING-

Cut him some slack he's not used to Troll sized kids bjdjdnh

When Peaches grows up, she eventually moves to Trollstopia to live with her cousin, Fern. Lotas tears from Papa Bruce and Mama Brandy, but having watched their older kids move out, get married, even some having kids of their own, it did make things a bit easier to handle.

And that's that! Stay tuned for more profiles tomorrow~

ONCE AGAIN THABK YIU FOR LETTING ME DRAW THE COCKTAIL KIDS I LOVE THEM SM UR A FREAKIN GENIUS

#dreamworks trolls #trolls #trolls oc #trolls band together #cocktail kids #kalopsic-lagomorph #myart #traditional art #brucandy #trolls brucandy #so many kids yall need to calm down #Peaches tryna fly off mamas hands #please peaches ur gonna give Bruce a heart attack #brandy just finds it amusing #trolls the depths au

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essex vol 2

This time around we only had to wait 2 weeks for our next encounter - the SECOND, yes you heard me right, second trip to Essex in one summer. What a time to be alive, huh. In those two weeks between camping and you coming to mine, nothing even remotely interesting happened besides some Pippa growth and your work stories. So lets get into the juicy stuff.

After getting the train all the way to Braintree, I greeted you at the station and we headed back to mine in our pre-booked taxi. As I've explained earlier in this blog, the first day at mine follows a ritualistic programme which was unsurprisingly abided by this time around. My mum was at work which meant that only my dad and Fern joined us for Posh Mac N Cheese outside. At the time of writing this, I genuinely couldn't imagine anything better than having some dinner outside in such wondeful company.

After a long lay in, we got ourselves up and ready for breakfast lunch at the strawberry farm. Although we missed out on fruit picking, we still got to have a nice walk over and a lovely (but expensive) lunch. I am going to take a stab in the dark here that this day may have been the one when we started a Handmaid's Tale. As I have not much left to say about these first two days due to their chilled nature, I wanted to give spotlight to some of the shows we've enjoyed this year.

Pretty Little Liars

Bridgerton

Breaking bad

The Crown

The Watcher

Handmaid's Tale

On the Friday, we made the first of 2 very important return trips. In contrast to the windy March day we experienced on our first visit, the weather at Frinton was much improved. Some mild traffic on our way there did not take away from the experience in the slightest. It was so much fun! After out picnic, we played on the beach and had a quick dip, before taking a walk up the coast to Walton. Here, we would spend our hard earned summer funds on amusements and a whirl around the Waltzer. Once we'd had our fill, it was onto the Fish and Chip shops to get the final treat of the day. With another small inconvenience on the way home (flat tire), this rounded off a brilliant day at the sea side.

I would be lying if I said that Saturday was not my favourite day. After an early start we headed out to the surprise water-based activity - Paddle Boarding! Although the surprise was ruined, its safe to say that the activity itself was a hit. I can't believe how much fun it was and how good we were at it. You're such a little superstar, so talented! I would love to get our own boards one day so that we could do it regularly. We could even bring our little doggy on board with us, but unfortunately our cat would have to stay at home :(

Once we got home, we cleaned up and had some lunch. In the evening, master chefs Luke and Yas made our famous pizza dough. Little Miss Rose then took over once it was time to design and cook our pizzas, with which we enjoyed a rather substandard horror film. But oh well, it was a really nice time and such a great day.

Now on the next day there were some very important events. First on the agenda was a visit to my beloved Nanny Janet. You managed to get a couple of laughs out of her which is quite the accomplishment. After our little call in, we headed home for some lunch to recharge. From there, we made our fated return to your favourite place in Suffolk - the small town of Clare. Here, we finally completed the traintrack walk we had originally attempted to do over a year prior. Its crazy how long I've been seeing you for Yasmine, like I can't even imagine my life without you. I'd hate it. We then sat back on OUR bench; whoevers name its in should be changed. After an unnecessary snack refill at the co-op for the second year running, we returned home (yes home, as thats wherever you are) for a big nights sleep.

Such a pretty girl doing a lovely pose (pointing to dino socks!)

On the penultimate day of your stay was the biggest family event you had ever been exposed to. Not only did you meet the full Reynolds tribe (Elsie included), you had the privelidge of exchanging pleasantries with great auntia Val and great uncle Rob. Now, I can't imagine how stressful this day might have been for you but you absolutely smashed it. From start to finish, you were on your A game and you left such a brilliant impression. As the first partner ever invited to a family event, you set the mark pretty damn high. I'm so proud of you Yas, and I love showing you off to my family because I have the prettiest, most amazing girlfriend going.

Our final night together is always filled with horrible stomach pains and regret of not having you stay longer. Luckily this time around there was such a small time until I would see you next for the highlight of the summer.

#Spotify

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voidlitmoon · 4 years

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' I wanna watch the birds do what they will

Sorry if I'm ornithologically prone

I wanna watch from somewhere undisturbing

Quiet, calm, still

Sit right here and gaze at the unknown '

(Ultimate Storytime 'Birds')

This is my half of mine and @/aoiiru_art (on instagram) long time in the making art trade!! I drew their character Michael (who quite likes Robins) while they drew my avian Luna :D

#ferns!!#the moon has spoken #the moon has drawn #do not repost! reblog is fine :)#click for better quality #it might be 4am as i make this post shh #i have no clue what the plant is but as i drew it my mind was scremajng and it reminds me of some of the ferns that lived at my #old house so lol #he was pretty soft to draw #even though he lives in a apocalyptic world bddjnejfnd #the bird was VERY fun to draw #i might change my wing style because not only was it easier but i had more fun with it #watch me finally draw those TS characters with their wings i designed 👀#k but for now its Blasty (the other artest) appreciating time #theyre freaking amazing at art go check them out!!!!!!!#i know them from years ago from animal jam #that is a LINE #but ya thats why i call them Blasty its a part of their old user #they drew my fox Forrest picture the one ive been using as my instagrams pfp for years!!!! i love it so much #theyre a good person in general tbh #alright 4am rambling over time for bed #you will see this post when i wake up at a reasonable time fjsnfhjsndjsns #oc #not my oc #art trade

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What about slashers with a S/O who’s insecure so they keep their shirt on during sex 👀👀👀

I also love your writing so much, it’s so good I-

I hope you all know that if you give me a compliment that I start planning our wedding. Anyways, here you go hun

-Fern

Warnings: NSFW content, female reader, mentions of kidnapping w/Asa and slight non-con with him to

Slashers With an S/O Who Keeps Their Shirt On During Sex

Michael Myers

Surprisingly, he is one of the most understanding. Michael gets what it’s like to want to hide parts of yourself in order to feel safe and secure so he’s more than okay with you keeping your shirt on. After all, he keeps the mask on during sex, why couldn’t you wear a shirt.

Expects you to be okay with the mask staying on since you like keeping your shirt on. Don’t be a hypocrite y/n.

However, once you finally feel okay ditching the shirt is when Michael will decide to ditch the mask around you. Think of it as him leveling the playing field. Both of you are bearing your insecurities to each other, becoming completely exposed and open to each other. For the first time, Michael will take things slow and gentle. Congratulations, you have unlocked love making instead of primal fucking.

Once Michael takes his mask off around you there’s no going back, not that there was really any going back before either. Now you’re not only his, you’re his permanently. here is no leaving or moving on.

Bo Sinclair

Bo may come off as cocky and arrogant but really, he’s just hiding insecurities himself. So if he cares about you, he’s not going to push you to completely expose yourself to him not matter how badly he wants to see all of you.

Will give you one of his old shirts to wear while he fucks you. If you’re going to war something it’s going to be something that still proves to him that you’re his. Besides, he also likes the idea of taking his shirts back after he’s completely wrecked you while you’ve worn them.

He may not be able to look but he’s most definitely still going to touch. Bo will slide his hands up under your shirt to grope you and tease your nipples with his fingers, anything to get you to keep making those pretty noises for him.

Once you finally feel comfortable taking your shirt off during sex, he does nothing but praise you for once. He never wants to see you with a shirt on ever again while he’s fucking you and if that means no lewd teasing and degrading for once then so be it.

Vincent Sinclair

Once again, a slasher that is very understanding of your insecurities. Vincent is insecure about his body as well as his face. (Cause why else would you wear thick baggy sweaters surrounded by hot wax and lit candles in Louisiana)

In fact, the first time you and Vincent have sex both of you stay mostly clothed. Over time, both of you begin to strip down more but he knows better than to make a grab for your shirt. He’s to sweet though so he wouldn’t try some shit like that.

This man absolutely worships your body. He does have to show his muse how much he appreciates them after all.

If you ever decide to take your shirt off he makes sure to let you know how much he loves you and the way you look, even though he can’t express it verbally.

Loves when you wear one of his sweaters. Your completely blissed out look while make fists around the sleeves that are to long on you as you make all those pretty sounds could drive him mad.

Thomas Hewitt

The fact you feel insecure around him and feel the need to hide your body makes him pretty upset. Of course he’s not upset with you, he’s just upset you don’t see yourself the way he sees you.

Does his best to communicate to you how much he loves you, how pretty he thinks you are, how much he cares for you. Thomas just wants you to feel comfortable and confident when you;re around him.

Still, he doesn’t push you to do something you’re not comfortable it’s. He understands what it’s like to want to hide the parts of you that you don’t like, the parts other people have ridiculed and made fun of.

When you finally do take your shirt off, he goes crazy. Have fun attempting to walk literally ever again. This man will give you a whole new definition for the phrase “rearranging your guts.”

Brahms Heelshire

He’s a complete brat about everything, and while he won’t try and take your shirt off, he’s not going to pretend he’s happy about it. Often begs you to take it off as he’s brutally thrusting into you. Not gonna happen Brahmsy.

Again, he may not look but he can touch and he’s going to take full advantage of that. It’s not his fault you whine and make such pretty noises for him whenever he sneaks his hands up under your shirt.

In the winter, he’ll wrap his cardigan around you as well. The old house can be hard to keep heated and he doesn’t want you to get cold. You should think him for working so hard to keep you warm.

When you feel comfortable enough to be completely naked in front of him he makes sure to fuck you dumb. He won’t stop until you’ve cum multiple times and struggle to form sentences. You’ll be shaking and covered in both cum and sweat by the time he’s through with you.

It’s not like it was anything he hasn’t seen before considering he just stalks you all of the time. But still, he wants to see every part of you and that stupid shirt of yours always got in the way of that.

Stu Macher

He’s surprisingly chill about the whole thing. While he is absolutely dying to see you completely naked he’s not going to shame you for feeling insecure. You’re still going to get lots of compliments and praise from him while he fucks you whether you’re wearing a shirt or not.

Will make sure that your comfortable with everything that happens. He loves you and doesn’t want you to not enjoy anything that happens in he bedroom so he’s always asking for your permission before he does anything.

Won’t make any comments if you tell him about something that would help you feel more secure or safe. Want the lights off if you’re going to take your shirt off? He’s more than okay with it, he’s had plenty of practice for navigating through the dark.

His goal is to make you scream and he’s not gonna let your shirt get in the way of that. Expect for him to still tease your hardened nipples through your shirt, will even suck on them through your shirt, he doesn’t care.

Billy Loomis

He dated Sydney for a decent amount of time, this isn’t his first rodeo with a “the clothes stay on rule.” Of course, he would never tell you that. Besides, at least he still gets to fuck you even if you do want to keep your shirt on.

Billy is the most likely to have a conversation with you about how he can make you feel more comfortable. He may be a psychopath but he really can be loving and considerate towards the people he really cares about.

He’s not going to pretend like he doesn’t want to see you completely naked. He’s a smooth talker so you can bet that he’s going to be flirting and doing his best to convince you to just let him slip your shirt over your head. Like pls, just a quick peak.

If you ever decide to take your shirt off he does nothing but compliment you. Of course those compliments still come with a bit of degrading but if you’re dating Billy you’re used to being called his pretty little slut.

Jesse Cromeans

If you’re going to keep your shirt on he’s going to make sure that it’s some fancy designer shirts. Or better yet, one of his fancy designer shirts that is way to big on you. He would love nothing more to fuck you while you’re wearing one of his shirts.

Understands your insecurity and doesn’t try and push past your boundaries. Jesse has enough fun pushing your physical boundaries during sex. You’re most definitely always sore the next day.

Jesse would love to film you while he pounds into you but if he knows that you’re insecure he’s not going to ask. He doesn’t want you to feel pressured into doing something and knows it’s something you most likely wouldn’t be comfortable doing anyways if you’re insecure. He knows that he would hate for you to pressure him into taking his mask off, so he would never put you in that kind of position.

If you ever feel comfortable enough to take off your shirt he goes out of his way to make sure you’re comfortable the whole time. Jesse will make sure to constantly check in on you and make sure you’re okay with everything.

Asa Emory

He’s the worst one considering that he kidnaps you, so it’s not like you have much of a say in what happens. Whatever Asa wants from you, he’s going to get from you whether it be the easy way or the hard way.

If he cares about you enough to bring you to his home, then he’s more likely to listen when you express your insecurities and discomfort with being completely nude.

But if he decides he wants to see you completely bared to him while your locked up in his hotel then he’s just going to cut your shirt off with that knife of his and that’s that.

At the end of the day, Asa will always be a sadist and thrives off of your fear and embarrassment. It would take a lot for him to listen to your requests since he pretty much views you as nothing more than an exotic pet.

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