#i really just need an outside source to tell me to just play the game how i actually want to play it

[ficklepenguin]

i have a dilemma (aka an easily solved problem that my Issues won't let me solve)

i have my main elden ring character on NG+1 or 2 (I can't remember how the numbering works, this is my second NG+ as this character) and my plan was to do every quest and kill EVERY boss. i have guides for both. i breezed through the first couple of areas before getting to caelid and my run ground to a halt. turns out i hate caelid and then i also realized there's a couple of optional bosses i'm going to dread fighting. like i'll be able to do it, but it won't be fun.

the other reason i'm doing this is because i want to get the last trophy i need for the platinum, i'm missing the elden lord ending trophy

should i just abandon my full boss run and focus on quests? i probably should right. but it feels like giving up. but if i don't give up on the bosses, i'm probably going to quit playing that character all together and she's my main :(

[lady-ashfade]

Strawberry Bunny

Day 4 of celebration marathon

Yandere class 1A x bunny!hybrid!fem!reader

-£ ask: “Yandere mha reaction with Strawberry Bunny reader in their bunny form” I was telling them about this so they requested it for this marathon @serxinns

-£words: 1k

-£ warning: yandere behavior, readers fur color being pink and white, bunny from coral island, short fic.

no one knew were you hid yourself at random parts of the day, one minute you’re there and the next you’ve disappeared.

the class was overbearing in your normal form, constantly picked at your cheeks and touching your fluffy ears. no one cared how flustered you got, they’d just coo and continue to baby you. the girls found it comforting to have you on their laps and play with your ears, even enjoying to watch you eat with your nose twitching.

however, todoroki was part of that train. you were his source of comfort when he was angry or needed a break.

Mina liked to dress you up in pink clothes, Tsu would be there taking pictures with Ochako.

deku knew about your quirk front to back like everyone else in his notebook. which foods refilled your energy, how often you took naps, were to scratch your ears. he knew everything about you, good and bad.

however none of them had ever seen you as a bunny. the small animal you turned into made you shy and skittish, and you wanted to rest without your friends petting you. even your teacher, aizawa had never seen you like that before.

“guys,” denki put down the switch in his hands while his friends payed attention to different things. Bakugo and kiri fighting over the game on the tv, Jiuro looking through a magazine while Mina watched tiktoks with her feet rested over kiri.

“do you guys here that?” the only one to turn their heads was jiuro. She looked around and tried to listen but the boys yelling blocked her from hearing anything.

“No, no,” denki got up from the bed , “it’s whimpering, and it sounds like a animal.” Mina looked up to the boy jumping over her. this caught her attention at the word animal. she placed her phone down and lifted herself up to follow him.

“What animal would be in the dorms? Do you think koji has one?” it wasn’t a bad guess really, the boy did it often.

“Where the hell are you guys going?” The angry blonde shouts while still staring at the tv and smashing the controllers in his hands. “Bring me a coke if you’re going to the kitchen.” Kirishima asked while doing the same as his friend.

they hummed and exited the room and they heard the sound get louder, just outside their door was a vent at the top of the wall. They heard squeaky. Their eyes fell on a small fluffy animal with pink and white fur, the legs kicking around to try and stay in the vent but was close to falling.

“That’s weird,” denki titled his head when he noticed something familiar. You had the same patterns on your ears, he knew them like the back of his hands.

“Don’t just stand there!” Mina elbowed him and jumped forward to help the animal stuck, she tried to reach for it but was to high. “It’s okay little buddy, Mina’s got you!” She tried to soothe the thing but it just got more intense with it’s kicking.

but it didn’t help them, when they started to panic their body started to fall back and the small feet started to kick them off the walls.

you started to squeal and pray you could get back up but you weren’t ever that lucky. so you feel down and Mina was quick to catch you and hold you close. you tried to get away but she didn’t let you go.

“it seems so scared,” she coo’d and looked over your bunny form, “what do you think spooked it?”

She didn’t get a response as denki just looked at you. The gears in his head spinning and it only took a moment before his eyes went wide while looking into your eyes.

“It’s y/n!” he shouted excitedly and tried to reach for you but mina turned and held you close.

“No! I got her first! She came to me.” She started to pet your fur. The mention of you made her protective and clingy. and now that you were a hopeless little bunny, she couldn’t let you go!

“Not fair,” he pouted, “I heard her cries! It was me, so give her to me.”

the whole class heard them argue, and you whining to be let go. soon the students exited their our rooms and find them in the hallway, even the students below. they found you in her arms as a bunny. now everyone started to fight at who got to hold you since they have never seen you like this before.

some tried to steal you away. So you were going from classmate to classmate. You hated it. This was the reason you didn’t want to show them!

as they all fought they didn’t notice their teacher approached and readying his quirk. sero got to you and made a run for it but he was met with Aizawa standing their with his scarf and his eyes glowing red. He looked deadly and ready to fight a villain.

“Give her.” He demanded and sero was quick to obey. Once aizawa had you he walked off to his room leaving them disappointed and upset. iida and Tsu tried to calm everyone down but missed your presence.

once you were back in his room he placed you down, “you okay kid?” within seconds you transformed back into your human form. you sighed.

“No, I just wanted some peace and quiet. I took a wrong vent and got caught.” he hummed and patted your head.

“all you have to do is ask and I’ll tell them to back off, or you can come here and rest.” He threw a blanket over himself and yawned.

“I off all people know how much naps help.”

you nodded your head, “can you lift me into the vent again?” he groaned but complied to your request.

once you were back into your bunny form he lifted you into the vent and you ran off, your little footsteps echoed off the metal. you went back to your dorm and locked your door, then went under your bed to the nest you made for yourself.

but the underlying problem was that when you went to class the next morning they would all be all over you.

[gay-as-fucking-hell]

Headcannons (NSFW) | Adela

Rating : 18+ (Minors and Fetishsizers DNI!)

Fandom : Path to Nowhere

Pairing : Adela × Reader

(If I missed any, please tell me and I will fix it!)

CW : NSFW, Begging, Body Worship, Hair Pulling, Marking, Mommy Kink, Overstimulation, Praise Kink, Pregnant Sex, Scratching, Somnophilia, Teasing, and Transfem

Summary : My NSFW Headcannons of the character Adela from Path to Nowhere. This covers what role she plays in the bedroom, along with her kinks and her preferences.

Notes : This was made with a female reader in mind but it can be read as a GN reader and Adela is written as both AFAB and Transfem. Enjoy!

Adela's role in the bedroom is a Dominant Top. She's a mix of a Service Top and a Pleasure Dom. She likes being in control and gets very aroused by being the source of pleasure for her S/O and loves drawing multiple orgasms out of them. She is a hard top and doesn't like bottoming. The reason for this is tied to various parts of her past but it is mainly a tendency she has of putting others' needs before her own. She would try to bottom for her S/O if they really want her to, but Adela would have a really hard time enjoying it. Especially if her partner isn't getting any physical pleasure from it.

During love making, Adela notes every little detail about your body and the reactions she prods out of it. She's one to meticulously memorize every part of you till she knows your body and mind like the back of her hand. Its honestly scary how well she's able memorize you as it gets to the point she knows your body better then you do and can play you like an instrument, one of which she's mastered.

Adela prefers to use her own body on you rather than using sex toys. This kinda stems from a place of jealousy as she sees it as you getting pleasure from something that isn't her. She will use things like straps and blindfolds pretty often but other stuff, not so much.

Adela's finger game is god tier and honestly, it makes a lot of sense for her to be so good at it.  Working as a hairdresser requires some pretty nimble fingers and when you take into account how long each digit is, it all starts to click. So yeah, don't be surprised when she uses them on you and you can't walk afterwards.

Adela is one to check-in during sex pretty often, especially if you're experimenting with something new in the bedroom. She just wants to make sure that her S/O is comfortable and not in any pain. If there is something wrong at any time, tell her. She wants her S/O to feel comfortable communicating anything with her, especially during sex. So if she finds out that you were uncomfortable or God forbid, experienced any type of unwanted pain, then she's going to beat herself up and worry you don't trust her or are even scared of her.

If this situation ever occurs, Adela will communicate her worries and ask if there was a reason you didn't say anything. She might look composed on the outside but she's crying, worried, hurt, and scared on the inside. Just communicate with her and everything will be resolved in a healthy manner.

Adela is one to have soft, sensual, and romantic sex with her partner, both slow and fast. She sees sex as a very intimate bonding experience so she usually isn't ready to have sex with her partner until 4 to 6 months into the relationship. First time sex with Adela is so tooth rottingly sweet, it's adorable. She's constantly checking-in with you, making sure you're as comfortable as you can be, with a lot of praising and kisses from her.

During sex, Adela has a tendency to maintain as much skin to skin contact with her partner as she possibly can. She likes being physically close whilst being intimately close, it's like her way of saying, "I'm doing this because I love you, not just for of the pleasure," She kinda struggles with showing her love and vulnerability so she makes up for it during this time. Sex is already so vulnerable for her, so she sees it as the perfect time to be even more vulnerable with you by pouring every last drop of her love and passion into it.

As I said, Adela enjoys soft sex but that doesn't mean she's not into rough sex. It depends on how long you've been dating and the amount of sex you guys have had. She won't bring rough sex into your relationship until a lot later, probably not until the 9 month mark. She'll bring up the idea to you and will proceed with it only if you want to. Even with your consent, Adela will still be holding back pretty hard as she's afraid of going to rough and hurting you. As the session goes on she'll ease up on her restraint and start going at you harder, but if you want her to cut the shit and get to it then a "Adela, stop holding back and fuck me properly already," should suffice. She'll still be holding back but she will be pretty rough with you.

When Adela does eventually let all of her self restraint go, she lets out her Overstimulation Kink. Remember how I said she's a pleasure dom? Yeah, I wasn't joking. Once she's comfortable with dropping her shackles of control, it's pure, non-stop, continuous orgasms. She'll have you so overwhelming fucked to the point your overstimulation will trigger overstimulation. There will even be sessions where Adela goes at you while you're floating in and out of consiousness or till you're on the brink of passing out. These are also one of the few times Adela will use a sex toy, that being a cockring. Her goal is to fuck as many orgasms out of you as she possibly can and a cockring allows for longer sessions by trapping more blood in her cock and making ejaculation harder. These sessions only take place on occasion though as her S/O is left pretty sore afterwards and there would be consequences if they occur too often.

Adela is huge on Body Worship. She genuinely sees her S/O as perfect in every way and wants them to know that, inside and outside the bedroom. If you have any insecurities about your body, wether that be scars, deformities, stretch marks, weight gain, infertility, body dysmorphia, gender dysphoria or anything else of the sort, expect to be bombarded with kisses, various love marks, uplifting praises, and gentle touches. She'll show her admiration through these means with passionate and loving sex or whilst simply holding you, which ever you prefer.

Has a HUGE Praise Kink. Adela is one to praise her partner a lot but absolutely melts if she receives any kind of praise from them. She finds it very reassuring and it eases her worries, so give her a lot.

Pregnant Sex is a definite yes for Adela. Even though I see her as one who would rather adopt a baby than make one, I can't deny that she'd love to have you while you're pregnant. Its probably the sweetest sex you'll ever have with her. She's just filled with so much pride and love that she can't help but want to softly thrust into you while caressing your swollen belly.

Hair Pulling is a kink that Adela found out she had after her S/O yanked her face into their shoulder while she was going at them from behind. Now, anytime her hair is messed with in a sexual manner it causes heat to pool with in her groin. There are even times when you're innocently playing with her hair and Adela will feel the familiar sensation of blood/heat rushing downwards.

She also finds arousal in messing with her partner's hair. As someone who works with hair, Adela has gained a unique fascination and appreciation for it. People use it as a way to express one's self and put great trust into another person to shape it for them. So being able to mess with her S/O's hair in a rougher way during sex fills her with euphoria and she sees it as huge show of trust. She loves being able to harshly grasp it, tangle her hands within it, stuff her face into it and maybe even lightly tug at it.

Scratching is another kink Adela found out she had because of her S/O. Being able to make you feel so good that you dig your nails into her flesh before dragging them across her skin fills her with so much pride and bliss. Burying your nails into her like they're talons and just gripping her flesh does it for her to. And the burning sensation that follows after feels so nice on her natrualy cold skin. She also loves the markings that are left behind. Seeing all of the red lines and welts littered on her body gives her a feeling security and fills her with love.

Adela enjoys teasing her S/O as it feeds into her Begging Kink. She likes hearing you beg and hearing how much you want her is a pretty big turn on for her. This kink kinda ties into some insecurities she has of her S/O leaving her after she allowed herself to form such a intimate relationship with them. It's reassuring to hear you begging for her affection and she correlates it to you saying you won't leave cause you need her.

Adela is very into Somnophilia. She originally used this kink to satisfy herself as she didn't want to bother her S/O. But now she finds herself taking them whilst they sleep to pacify her libido and because of how arousing she finds it. Remember how I said she'd fuck you till you pass out? Well if Adela's sex drive hasn't run out yet, she'll keep going at you whilst your unconscious until shes satisfied. Waking up with cum between your thighs becomes a regular occurence, along with waking up in the morning to feel Adela thrusting her cock/fingers into your cunt.

And finally, Adela has a Mommy Kink, I don't think I need to explain myself on this one.

Notes : And that's it! I may add headcannons if any more come to mind but this is all I have for now. Anyways, thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed.

[magicfootballstuff]

Just Friends (claudia pina x reader)

Summary: After your cousin set you up on a blind date with her teammate, you’re too stubborn to give Alexia the satisfaction of knowing her matchmaking was a success, but it’s harder than you thought to keep your blossoming romance with Claudia a secret.

Can be read as a sequel to Blind Date - shouldn’t be necessary to read that one first but it does provide a bit of context.

———

“So how was it?” Alexia asks.

You should have known that your cousin’s invitation to meet her for coffee two days after your blind date with her teammate was just an excuse to be nosy and find out how it went. Still, you decide to play dumb.

“How was what?” you ask, as you sip from your coffee.

“Don’t be an idiot, you know what I’m asking,” Alexia scolds you with an eye roll. “How was your date with Pina?”

“It was nice. She was … nice.”

It was way more than nice. Part of you wants to gush about how well the date went, about the kiss and the fact you haven’t stopped thinking about Claudia ever since and how you can’t wait for the second date, but you’ll save that for your friends rather than your over-invested cousin.

“Nice enough for a second date?” Alexia asks, raising her eyebrows in hope.

“It wasn’t that kind of vibe. We got on well once we got past the awkwardness of being on a blind date, but we both agreed it felt more like friends.”

“Damn, I was sure that you two would hit it off. Never mind, now that I’ve opened your eyes to the wonderful world of dating women, there are so many options…”

“Alexia,” you warn her. “I’m an adult. I can date on my own. Do you know how embarrassing it was to have to admit to Claudia that my cousin is interfering in my love life?”

Alexia grins and counters, “Equally as embarrassing as Pina having to admit that her teammate was interfering in hers?”

“Yeah, about that… don’t ever set me up with one of your teammates again. You might like that kind of drama, but footballers aren’t it for me.”

“How about musicians? I think I know a girl who…”

“Alexia!”

———

Your second date with Claudia is a cute afternoon coffee date. Her busy football schedule and your university deadlines mean you don’t have much time, but after the success of the first date you agree to meet again a few days later just before Claudia has to go away for a Champions League game.

“Did you get interrogated by Alexia too?” Claudia asks, as you sit on the terrace outside the coffee shop waiting for the waitress to bring over your drinks.

“Yup,” you confirm with an eye roll. “I think she’s disappointed it didn’t work out between us.”

“Didn’t it?” Claudia asks, with a smirk.

“You know what I mean,” you grin back at her. “Anyway, she’s already trying to set me up on another date.”

“Really?” Claudia’s eyebrows shoot up. “Anyone I’d know.”

“Well, I’ve warned her against setting me up with footballers,” you reply. “Been there, done that.”

“Ouch,” Claudia says, clutching her chest dramatically as if pretending you’ve wounded her heart. “You were a lot more charming on the first date.” 

“Anyway, I’ve told her not to bother setting me up with anyone else either. Not that Alexia needs to know, but I’ve already got my eye on someone.”

“Oh yeah, what’s she like?” Claudia grins at you. “Should I be jealous?”

“She’s stunning,” you tell Claudia. “Quite funny, got these really nice eyes, a really pretty smile. And she’s not a bad kisser either.”

“Well I think you should date her then,” Claudia shrugs, as the waitress brings over your coffees and sets them down on the table between you.

“So do I,” you agree, with a smile.

———

What you didn’t consider is that by keeping your continued dates with Claudia a secret from Alexia, she would keep trying to find you the perfect girlfriend. 

It’s been four official dates with Claudia now and it’s going well. Far from being jealous of Alexia’s determined matchmaking, it’s actually a big source of amusement between you. There’s a bit of a thrill to keeping this to yourselves, the excitement of your first ever romance magnified by the secrecy, like you and Claudia are living in your own little bubble as you get to know each other. And it’s going so well that you’re starting to catch real feelings for her, so you know the bubble will have to pop sooner or later, but the longer you can keep this away from Alexia’s scrutiny, the better.

Which means Alexia still thinks you’re single and perfect for her matchmaking experiments.

You don’t know if Claudia was just more resilient in telling Alexia to stop or if your cousin has just reserved the special ‘family only’ wingman approach for you, but it seems to be just you on the receiving end of Alexia’s plans. Since the first date with you, Claudia seems to have escaped unscathed, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t find endless amusement in hearing you complain about Alexia’s latest plot.

Tonight, your cousin has brought you to a gay bar. Alexia has a week off from football matches and has decided that you’re not fully out of the closet until you’ve experienced Barcelona’s gay scene. Plus, as you expected, she thinks it’s another opportunity to find you a girl.

You’re perfectly happy with the girl you’re already seeing. The girl you’re currently texting to fill her in on your latest predicament.

You Alexia’s brought me to a gay bar

You glance over at your cousin, who is currently talking to a group of three girls close to the bar, and try to guess which one she’s going to send in your direction. Probably all three, one after the other, as you politely explain to them each in turn that you’re not actually looking for anybody and even if you were, you’d approach them yourself instead of asking Alexia to do the hard work for you.

Luckily, Claudia responds to your message almost immediately.

Claudia Still trying to set you up?

You Desperately. What are you doing tonight?

Claudia Night in with a couple of the girls. Wish I was with you instead

You let yourself imagine that scenario, mentally banishing Alexia from this bar and replacing her with Claudia. Though this is your first experience of a gay bar, you’d much rather be enjoying it with her than your cousin. You like the idea of being glued to Claudia’s side all night, holding her hand in yours, dancing with her, kissing her, so that all the other girls here tonight know there’s no point hitting on you anyway because you’re already taken.

Maybe one day in the future, if things get serious enough between you that you decide to come clean to Alexia, you can enjoy nights like those with Claudia.

But for now, you’ll have to settle for Alexia and her determined matchmaking.

You quickly text Claudia back.

You You wish you were in a gay bar watching Alexia try to set me up? Weirdo…

Claudia Can I come over later?

You You seem pretty confident Alexia’s not going to find me a girl tonight

You put your phone away as Alexia returns to you, thankfully alone, and fills you in on the latest gossip.

“So the one in the middle, the one in pink, is called Nadia and she’s single,” Alexia says, having to raise her voice to be heard over the music. “Plus she thinks you’re cute. You should talk to her.”

“Don’t you think it’s weird that you’re still trying to set me up with someone?” you ask, hoping to deflect Alexia’s attention away from her mission. “Like, what if one of these girls you introduce me to ends up being a serial killer and you send me home with her. How are you going to live with yourself if my mutilated body shows up in two weeks time? How will you show your face at family Christmas this year?”

“You’re such a little weirdo,” Alexia says, draping an arm around your shoulders and pressing a feather-light kiss to your temple. “You know, that’s why I thought you and Pina would be a perfect match. She’s weird too.”

“We do get on well,” you admit to Alexia, adding, “As friends.”

You manage to wriggle free from Alexia’s embrace and at the mention of Claudia, take your phone out again, angling your phone away from Alexia as you read the latest message.

Claudia I think you’ve got your eye on somebody else 😉

You glance up at Alexia again, who is already scanning the room for her next target. You don’t know how much more of this you can put up with before you crack and confess what’s been going on between you and Claudia.

You Give me thirty minutes then I’ll make my excuses

———

It’s starting to feel dangerously like an actual relationship.

Claudia invites you to watch her next home game and it’s easy to accept. You go with your aunt and your other cousin Alba and everyone thinks you’re there to support Alexia, but when Claudia nets a stunner of a goal in the second half, you cheer much louder for her than you do for either of the two goals that Alexia scores.

At full time, you make your way down to the side of the pitch and wait patiently as Claudia signs a few shirts for fans, before she finally gives you her full attention.

“Congratulations,” you tell her, your chest bursting with pride. “That was some goal you scored.”

“Helps to have my number one fan in the crowd,” Claudia quips back.

“Oh really? Where is she?”

You look around, pretending to scan the crowd, until Claudia slaps your arm.

“Idiot,” she scolds you. “Thank you for coming today. It means a lot.”

You sat with your family to watch the game, wearing an old jersey with Alexia’s name on the back, but the two of you know that you probably wouldn’t have come to the game if Claudia hadn’t asked you to be here. She’s the one you came to see.

You’re prevented from being able to express any of this, however, by Alexia’s appearance at Claudia’s side.

“Hey, lovebirds,” Alexia greets you teasingly, draping an arm around Claudia’s shoulders. “You’re not corrupting my baby cousin, are you Pina?”

“I told you, we’re just friends,” you say to Alexia.

She raises her eyebrows and says, “If you say so…”

“As if I’d want to date a Putellas anyway,” Claudia scoffs.

“You’d never be so lucky,” you tease her right back.

“Okay, I’m gonna leave you two to flirt,” Alexia says, giving you a deliberate look. “Are you coming round for dinner at Mami’s tonight?”

“I’ve already got plans,” you answer elusively, because while you haven’t yet asked Claudia, you’re hoping she’ll want to come over and celebrate her goal with you tonight.

Alexia backs away and greets a few young fans a little further down, and you can focus all your attention on Claudia once more.

“So we’re just friends, huh?” Claudia asks in a low voice. “Do you let all your friends do the things I did to you last night?”

“Only you,” you say, cheeks flushing at the memory of having Claudia in your bed last night. “Do you want to come over and do it again tonight?”

Claudia grins.

“Like you even need to ask.”

———

Claudia spends the night at yours again, claiming you as her reward for scoring in the match, and you wake up the next morning with her arm draped around your middle and her head on your chest.

“Morning,” you mumble sleepily, pressing your lips to the top of her head as she stirs against your side.

Her arm tightens around you, fingertips squeezing your waist, and she nuzzles her face further into your chest.

“You’re a great pillow,” Claudia replies, her voice still husky with sleep. “I could get used to this.”

“Me too,” you agree, your fingertips tracing absent-minded patterns up and down Claudia’s naked back.

Moments like this, the two of you spending a lazy morning in bed together, are like a little glimpse of heaven. And to be honest, it’s these moments that make you question the decision to keep your budding relationship a secret. You could do this all the time, spend more nights together than apart, hold each other’s hands and gush about how much you like each other and cheer Claudia on at her games instead of pretending you’re there to watch Alexia, if only you stopped hiding the fact that you’re dating.

It’s been almost two months since that blind date. To be honest, you’re not really sure why you’re still keeping it from Alexia. Claudia is starting to become too important to hide.

“What if we told Alexia?” you suggest. “I mean, we’d tell everyone but she’s the reason we’re keeping this to ourselves, right?”

Claudia lifts her head, hair tousled in a really cute way, and frowns at you.

“You really want to?”

“Don’t you?”

Claudia pauses to think, then says, “I guess so.”

You’d been hoping for a little more enthusiasm, but Claudia doesn’t seem convinced.

“We don’t have to,” you quickly backtrack. “It was just a suggestion.”

“I’m not saying no,” Claudia says, her eyes going wide as she realises you’re doubting yourself. “I want to tell the whole world about us. It’s just a big step. Like you say, it’s not just telling Alexia, it’s telling everyone.”

“It’d be nice though, don’t you think? I love that this is our little secret, but wouldn’t it be great to not have to hide. I could wear your jersey to watch your games instead of Alexia’s.”

“I like the sound of that,” Claudia grins. “But that would mean … well, we haven’t really put a label on this yet, but if you’re going to wear a jersey with my name in public, that sounds pretty official, don’t you think?”

You know what Claudia is implying and this is new territory for you. You’re not sure if being able to refer to Claudia as your girlfriend is something that just happens or if you need to ask her permission first, but you agree that when you tell Alexia, you want it to be with that label.

You’re just about to open your mouth to ask Claudia if she wants to be your girlfriend, when there’s a loud hammering on the front door of your apartment.

“Shit,” you say, as Claudia rolls off you. “Stay here.”

You clamber out of bed and grab the nearest clothes you can find, a pair of sweatpants and the t-shirt that Claudia wore yesterday when she arrived at yours, before you race out of your bedroom to the front door.

You peek through the spyhole before you open the door and are immediately glad that you did because you can see Alexia standing in the hallway outside your apartment.

Rushing back towards your bedroom, you tell Claudia, who is still lounging about amongst the crumpled sheets, “It’s Alexia. Get dressed and hide.”

The banging on the door resumes, and you know you need to answer it and hope that you can somehow keep Claudia hidden away in your bedroom until you can get rid of Alexia.

Quietly closing the bedroom door behind you and trapping Claudia inside, you return to the front door and pretend to be surprised to see Alexia as you open it.

“Alexia? You woke me up.”

You rub at your eyes for dramatic effect, which goes ignored by Alexia as she doesn’t wait for an invitation and steps into your apartment. You spare a glance at your bedroom door, hoping that there’s no sign anybody is behind it.

“Do you want to come for brunch?” Alexia asks, dropping onto your couch. “You skipped out on family dinner last night, I thought we could hang out today instead.”

“What if I’ve got plans?” you ask, thinking of how you’d much rather spend the only day this week when Claudia doesn’t have training with her, especially as she has to go away later in the week for an away game.

The problem with dating your cousin’s teammate is that Claudia’s schedule is Alexia’s schedule, Claudia’s free time is Alexia’s free time.

“Do you have plans?” Alexia asks.

“Yes.”

“And what are those plans?”

“None of your business,” you retort, because you haven’t been awake long enough to come up with a good excuse. Searching the depths of your brain for an escape, the best you can think of is, “I have to study.”

“You can study later,” Alexia counters, shaking her head. “Does Pina want to join us for brunch?”

You feel all the colour drain out of your face.

“I don’t know,” you manage to choke out. “Why don’t you ask her? She’s your teammate.”

“I’m not stupid,” Alexia says, with an amused smile. “You think I haven’t noticed that you’ve been like a different person since you went on a date with her?”

“So what if I have?” you shrug, determined to keep up the lie until you can resume your conversation with Claudia from earlier and get her consent to tell Alexia. “It was a nice date. Maybe finally going out with a girl was good for my confidence.”

Alexia ignores your deflection and continues, “Then there’s the fact that Pina has turned up to training with a hickey twice in the last few weeks, and both times were the day after you’ve had mysterious evening plans you won’t tell me about.”

You’re starting to realise that there’s no way out of this, but you continue valiantly.

“What Claudia does in her own time is…”

“You know, I really thought that taking you to the gay bar last week would force the secret out of you, but you’re really committed to keeping this from me.”

You close your mouth and clamp your lips together, knowing that there’s no escape. Silence is perhaps your only option.

“I know,” Alexia continues, “why don’t we just ask Pina now if she wants to join us for brunch?” Alexia pauses, and you only have a split second to prepare yourself for what comes next, before she raises her voice and shouts through the apartment, “Pina! We’re going for brunch - do you want to come too?”

You think this might be the most humiliating moment of your life, until it’s overshadowed a few seconds later when Claudia sheepishly opens your bedroom door and peers out. She’s at least dressed, of that you’re thankful, but with you grabbing her t-shirt in your haste earlier, she’s thrown on a hoodie from your closet that both you and Alexia recognise as yours.

“She knows,” you tell Claudia, with an apologetic shrug.

“Of course I know, I’m not a fucking idiot,” Alexia says, rolling her eyes. “It’s very cute that you thought you were hiding this from me. But you’re both very into each other and it’s disgustingly obvious.”

“Is this where you warn me against hurting your cousin?” Claudia asks, stepping further into the room and coming to stand by your side.

Now that the secret is out, you reach for Claudia’s hand and give her fingers a reassuring squeeze, before dropping them again.

“No,” Alexia shakes her head. “You’re adults and I love you both. But this is where I say I told you so. I knew that setting you two up was a good idea!”

“And this is why we didn’t tell you,” you blurt out. “I know that winning is your thing but this isn’t about you winning at matchmaking, it’s about…” You pause, and turn to look at Claudia, taking a deep breath before you address her directly and continue, “It’s about how much I really like you and want to wear your jersey at matches because I want to be your girlfriend.”

“Are you asking me?” Claudia asks with a smirk, Alexia’s presence completely forgotten.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” you ask.

“Yes,” Claudia says, stepping closer and reaching for your waist with her hands as she goes in for a kiss.

A kiss that is interrupted by Alexia pretending to retch in the background.

“Okay, no,” Alexia cuts you off. “I take it all back. You’re not cute together and I definitely don’t need to watch as you defile my baby cousin, Pina.”

“It’s a good job you arrived when you did,” Pina tells Alexia, her hand dropping and finding yours as she turns to look at your cousin with a mischievous look in her eyes. “If you’d been ten or fifteen minutes later, I’d have been doing a lot more to your ‘baby cousin’ than just kissing her.”

“Claudia…” you whine, cheeks burning in shame, though a part of you is disappointed that Alexia did show up when she did if that was the wake up treat Claudia had planned for you this morning.

“Yeah, that’s too much information,” Alexia grimaces. 

“You’ve only got yourself to blame,” Claudia shrugs. “You set us up, remember?”

Alexia’s eyes rake down your bodies, from your mismatched clothes to your joined hands, and she lets out a groan.

“Yes, and I regret it every day. Now go and get dressed - in your own clothes. I’m taking you both to brunch to celebrate your relationship. Don’t make me regret that too!”

Claudia turns and starts to walk back to the bedroom but you’ve got an appetite for winding up your cousin so you pull Claudia back by your joined hands and flip Alexia off with the middle finger of the other as you dip your head and press your lips to Claudia’s in a deliberately messy kiss.

The cushion that Alexia launches at your head is more than worth it.

[snickerdoodlles]

I was gonna ask you for ☕☕☕ on Kim characterisations but I know that could put you at risk of assassination 💀 so free choice! Any ☕ on anything you need to get off your chest - I love u

😂 it is a choose violence game, let's play with fire 🔥 three Kim characterizations i don't much care for:

writing Kim as really old

like. hmmmm. i feel like a lot of fic out there is just really bad at characterizing young 20 yos, there are a lot of stories that write Kim's vibes like he's 38 yo or something. it's. bizarre. 21/22 yo is still so young. there's still so much uncertainty at that age and so much self-discovery to come. i've complained about this before so i don't want to just rehash that but. yeesh. some people really kinda suck at writing "kid in college" aged characters.

not letting Kim be playful

honestly, this one kinda follows on the previous point? there's a very annoying trend of writing ~older~ characters as only ever very serious. and like, aside from the irritation at the way people are really bad at early 20s vibes, people never outgrow playfulness. in canon, i'm pointing to Porsche trapping Kinn under the sheets and farting or them huffing their morning breaths in each other's faces (i love u canon ❤). but people still do ridiculous shit at 40/50/60/70/80/ALL THE AGES too. 40yo sisters who greet each other by punching the other in the boob. the 60yo neighbor who tells me my shoelaces are untied every time he sees me in sandals. the 50yo uncle who flicks popcorn in the mouths of anyone who falls asleep during movie night. there's no age limit to this sort of thing!

but while some of the ultra seriousness seems to be a weird age thing, it's like people also missed that Kim is playful? he's very intense when he's in mafia business mode and he's a nightmare to the guards (❤), but he plays along with Khun. he teases Chay. he has a good rapport with other university students. he can be more lowkey playful than others, but Kim's not made of stone, he has his fun too.

Wik being a burden on Kim

this one starts running into differences in headcanon-- like personally, i'm looking for fics where Wik is Kim's home. i've cried about this elsewhere so i'll keep it short, but Wik is the life Kim poured blood, sweat, and tears into to build up brick by brick. Wik is the life Kim wants, it's the parts of him he thinks are the best of him. i actually make the MC of the ep4 university one of Kim's best friends (i call him Green), and one of my favorite headcanons i've come up with for them is that everyone thinks Green twists Kim's arm into doing outreach events, but actually Green is Kim's connection to university news because he loves doing them but never knows who to ask. Kim desperately wants to be a source of good inspiration to others and have purpose outside of violence, and Wik is his way of doing that. Wik is not a burden on Kim (in fact, i'd argue Kim all but said he is a burden on Wik, but i digress).

so, that's my personal preference for Kim's relationship with Wik, but obviously not everyone's going to have the same characterization and that's cool. where i start to get annoyed is when people write him as very...hmm. dismissive? of it. or otherwise seems like he doesn't like any aspect of it. i straight up back click on any fic that has Kim fuck up the name of some popular musician. this is not a specific call out, but for example-- i remember reading something where there was this offhand line of Kim being like "and there's a request for a show with some other musician, wangson jack?" and just. no. back click, goodbye, nope. shit like that really starts to bug me. some of it is personal irritation at how awful a lot of english speakers are towards asian artists (which like. random fandom people are not at fault for the crimes of USamerican music reporters. but maybe consider that until people overall are less shitty and dismissive towards them, one off lines referencing real life musicians like this are better off deleted). but over all i just...really, really dislike disrespectful attitudes like that (esp for something related to the arts) and i don't want to read them in my favorite character. Kim is pursuing a career in the music industry for himself--Kim being, u know, Kim, he's going to take it very seriously and with that, also hold a lot of respect towards his fellow musicians generally speaking. at the very least, he's going to be cordial and pleasant with them because no one likes working with an asshole and Kim is trying to keep his mafia bullshit far away from his Wik goals. not everyone's going to have the same characterization headcanons i do for how much i think Kim would pour himself into music and love it, but i really don't vibe with any take where Wik is a burden on or a drag for Kim.

and a bonus ☕ because i luv u too anon: anything where Kim doesn't love his brothers or sees them as actual competition instead of the ones he wants to protect the most. this is not a surprise to anyone here, u all know how much i love brothers, but i've noticed that fandom gets kinda caught up in the chess metaphors sometimes. and to that i say: 1. Terry Pratchett yall: sin is when you treat people like things. 2. Terry Pratchett again: chess is a stupid ass metaphor for real life. 3. kp canon agrees with that. Korn is shit at playing chess. (the fucking. ep1 game. omfg. Chan is all but eating his pieces to let Korn win. i'm still howling over the scholars mate in ep5.) Korn is noticeably shit at all his hobbies that are metaphors for controlling people. which is the point! the boys fail every time they try to play his games, because you cannot play people like you would a game. every triumph is rooted in overturning the game board completely.

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*personal preference related, we’re not here to be mean

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Bad News - Bella Ramsey x Footballer!reader

Warnings: Fluff?

Bella and I weren’t very public with our relationship. We did post a few photos here and there, nothing really PDA, more just funny photos of eachother.

So it wasn’t our favourite thing when fans would take photos and post them when we’re on dates or are showing PDA. That’s why we’re both sat in bed together as we stared at the news article on my phone, her head rested on my shoulder as we both confusedly frowned at the phone.

There was a photo of the two of us outside a venue in which we’re both laughing in each others arms in one, and the next we’re kissing. Though the photos weren’t what bothered us the most, it was the article. ‘Y/N Y/L/N and mystery girl’.

“Mystery girl?” I laughed slightly, looking at them to which they shrugged letting out a small laugh too before both of us looked back at the phone, and I clicked on a video.

‘Footballer Y/N Y/L/N, and actor Bella Ramsey may have called it a day on their relationship, as new photos surfaced of Y/L/N with a mystery girl outside of Huster Lounge in London on Saturday’

We both tried to hold back our laughter as the woman spoke, Bella’s fingers tracing shapes on my thigh, as I leaned my head on theirs.

‘The photos come just days after Ramsey posted this photo to their story,’

The photo popped up of Bella sat next to Pedro in an interview chair from her perspective.

‘Showing they are clearly over in the United States. We know Ramsey and Y/L/N weren’t the most public of couples and haven’t posted eachother in a while, but this might be the proof we need that the pair are no longer together. I’m Jess Thomas and this is-‘

I clicked off the video and we both let out a laugh.

“They do realise planes exist right?” I laughed, the photos of Bella and I weren’t clear and it was only the back of their hair, but I would’ve thought people could still tell if was them.

“I know. God, you wanna check instagram?” They offered holding their phone up.

“Go for it” I shrugged with a groan and rubbing my face.

They opened their phone and started scrolling through Instagram, some fans offering their condolences like I was dead, and some angry at me. Though that was only 10% of fans. The rest knew it was Bella in that photo, some of them calling out the news sources, and some of them arguing with the people who thought different.

I shook my head before taking their phone and throwing it on the rug on the floor, before leaning on my side on my elbow, my palm under my temple.

“Okay that’s enough of that” I rolled my eyes and rested my hand on their stomach in the opening where their night shirt had risen.

“You think we should tell them?” They asked tucking a piece of hair behind my ear, that had fallen out of the ponytail I had in.

“Not yet, let’s let them sweat a bit” I shrugged with a smirk.

“You think fans will ask you at the game tomorrow?”

“Oh definitely. But with it being against City, I don’t think they’ll be too focused on me” I laughed slightly. I had played football since I was able to walk which lead to being scouted at age 10, to being the youngest player to play for the Lionesses senior squad ever.

Bella and I met while I was in LA celebrating the Euros win, fans started to speculate when they began posting at games on instagram, and I began posting photos of behind the scenes.

“Good. And I’ll be there, front and centre, wearing this…” They grinned before jumping out of the bed, leaving me still lay on my side as they ran over to their side of my wardrobe which I don’t touch and took out a pink United shirt with my name on the back, and replacing the one they were currently wearing.

“Oh my god” I laughed covering my face, purely out of joy, the best feeling when you’re a footballer is having your significant other stood there wearing your name and cheering. It drowns out all of the fans put together.

“You like it?” They asked giving a twirl and showing me the Y/L/N and number 11 on the back.

I just nodded looking at them between the gaps in my fingers.

“I said do you like it?” They laughed climbing onto the bed and onto my lap, moving my hands from my face and pinning them either side of my head.

“I love it” I grinned finally making defeated eye contact with them.

“I love you” They smiled leaning down to place a quick kiss on my lips.

“I love you too, ‘Mystery Girl’”

“Oh ‘mystery girl’?”

“Oh my bad, you’re now my ‘ex girl’” I grinned.

“Wow!” They nodded with raised eyebrows.

“Yeah, might have to give this shirt to the girl I was with” I smirked, to which she grabbed the pillow from her side of the bed and hit me with it, before I laughed and flipped us over.

[ventismacchiato]

22 just playing the part — twenty one questions !

scaramouche x g!n reader

“My wrists are still sore from earlier today,” you complain, popping the can of beer open that Scaramouche had offered that was in the cooler of his car.

He’d driven you both to a park to practice lines, sitting in the trunk and using the stars above as your light source. It would be romantic if it wasn’t Scaramouche who did it and if he wasn’t constantly correcting you when you messed up.

Scaramouche doesn’t reply, looking over to your wrist that held a mark remnant from the handcuffs. He reaches over, grabbing ahold of your left wrist and rubbing his thumb against it.

“You should ice it,” he mutters, grabbing an unopened can of beer and pressing it against your wrist, the coldness of the metal soothing your bruise.

“Have you been icing your wrist?”

“Yeah, because I’m not stupid.”

You send him a glare and pull your wrist back, icing it with your own beer instead. His warmth on your hands gave you an odd feeling.

“I think that’s enough for tonight,” you sigh, growing sick of the script that stared back at you from your lap.

“Do you want me to drive you back?”

“Not yet, being outside is nice,” you answer, “Your company is decent.”

“Just admit you enjoy my company.”

“Not a chance.”

It grows silent again, apart from the low vibrations of the car’s engine and the occasional snap of another can being opened. You were afraid of it getting awkward so you let out the first thing that came to mind.

“Wanna play twenty-one questions?”

He lets out a low chuckle, “Are you trying to find out something dirty?”

“No,” you scoff, “It’s not like you have anything juicy anyway, your first kiss was with me.”

“No need to remind me, but fine,” he answers, crushing an empty can and opening another one.

“Okay,” you hum, racking your brain for a question, “Most embarrassing thing you’ve done while drunk?”

“Other than willingly hanging out with you? Letting Childe give me a stick-and-poke tattoo.”

“Of what?”

“That’s two questions, not one,” he grins, “My turn. Most embarrassing thing you’ve done when drunk?”

“I threw up on Aether and Lumine’s father in highschool,” you answer, wincing at the look on Dainsleif’s shocked face that was still ingrained into your mind.

“I probably shouldn’t have given you beer then, no?” he teases.

“I’m good with alcohol now,” you huff, “Sort of.”

He sends you an eye roll, but for once it lacks any malice.

“Are we friends?” you question, looking down into your now empty can of cheap beer, immediately regretting the question. Maybe you weren’t that good with alcohol.

“You tell me.”

“You’re supposed to answer the question,” you point out.

“I don’t think think I’d sit at night playing a dumb game with someone who wasn’t my friend,” Scaramouche shrugs.

“So that’s a yes?” you smile, ignoring how elated that made you feel. Weird.

“It’s my turn to ask,” he counters, “Biggest fear?”

You muse at the thought, “Probably that I’m wasting my time trying to pursue my interest in acting and it won’t go anywhere.”

He lets out a snort, “Really? That’s stupid.”

You’re about to defend yourself but he continues.

“It’s stupid because you’re a good actor,” he says.

“Are you trying to comfort me?” you smile, nudging him on the shoulder.

“Trying? Did I not?”

“You did,” you reassure, holding back a laugh at how distraught he sounded.

“Whatever, you go,” he mumbles, already on his fourth can.

“Toughest pill you had to swallow?” you question, eyeing him as he drains half the can.

“That I’ll never experience a mother’s unconditional love,” he deadpans, throwing the can he was drinking behind him into the backseat.

“Oh,” you let out, not quite expecting that, “I’m sorry to hear that,” you slowly say, not expecting him to be open during the silly game you came up with.

He shrugs.

“Does she not support you?”

“That’s your fourth question,” he says, “And no, she doesn’t.”

“She’ll see what she missed out on when you prove her wrong,” you say, “When you make it big.”

He gives you a fleeting glance, “Are you trying to comfort me?”

“Trying?” you smile, “Did I not?”

“Maybe you did,” he slyly says, averting his eyes from you.

“I guess the world sucks, huh?”

“Yeah,” he agrees, dragging a long sip of what was now lukewarm beer, “But I think I’ll forgive it because at least it has you in it.”

You pause, the can of alcohol hovering in place at his words, “What?”

“Just realized I’m too drunk to drive right now,” Scaramouche mumbles instead of acknowledging your question.

“Should we call an Uber?” you ask, realizing he wasn’t sober enough for making conversation, yet alone finishing the game.

“Soon,” he mumbles, leaning his head against the side of the trunk, letting his eyes fall shut, “I need a minute.”

“Alright,” you comply, feeling your eyelids feel heavy as well, “I’ll wake you up.”

…

Spoiler, you did not wake him up.

just playing the part !

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synopsis: you and scaramouche are both drama majors and have been at each other’s throats vying for the same lead roles since high school. but when you’re both cast as each other’s love interest in your second year you’re forced to be civil with your academic rival and see him in a new light. are his feelings for you true or is he just playing the part?

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author’s note: sad that i cudnt give this title to chapter 21 😔 and yes drunk confessions 😍 cliché shit that i will always eat up! anyway sorry for the angst but pain 🥰

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DIABOLIK LOVERS Para-Selene Vol.7 Sakamaki Reiji Animate Tokuten CD

Original title: DIABOLIK LOVERS Para-Selene Vol. 7 逆巻レイジ アニメイト 各巻購入特典ドラ

Source: Diabolik Lovers Para-Selene Vol. 7 Animate Tokuten CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Katsuyuki Konishi

Translator’s note: Reiji just got his Masters degree in the Arts of the Gentleman because DAMN is he smooth in this one. I feel like they went a little overboard to be honest because at the very beginning, it felt like a completely different character. I know the boys have been tonded down a lot in the later games but this is just sugary sweet overload, even for a fluff-lover like myself. :p

The two of you are at the movie theater.

“It is rather crowded. ...This movie theater opened its doors very recently, which might be why it is so popular. That being said, this romance movie you wanted to see...’It will leave you seeking out a beautiful love’ That is quite the bold slogan.”

You voice your excitement. 

“I see. Getting to witness your smile brings me much joy as well. We came here today to please you after all. Now if you’d please give me your hand. I would rather not have you wander off out of my sight.”

*Rustle*

“Well then, this way, please.”

Reiji escorts you towards the right hall.

*Rustle*

“I believe we will be able to enjoy the movie to its fullest here.”

You look around in confusion.

“It’s a private room. I believed that with a regular seat, there could be distractions in the audience such as latecomers or people fidgeting with their phones during the viewing. In here, we will be able to enjoy a comfortable time together, not having to worry about anyone interrupting once we close the door behind us. I believe you would like to watch the movie in an optimal environment as well?”

You thank him.

“No need to thank me. Ah, right. I went for a refreshing tea soda as our welcoming drink. I hope you will like it.”

*Cling*

“Cheers.”

*Cling*

You tell him it is delicious. 

“Fufu...I am glad to hear that.”

*Thud thuuuuud*

“Oh dear. I suppose it is starting already. Well then, let us focus on the movie.”

You start watching the movie.

“You seem to be having fun...”

You tilt your head to the side. 

“No. It’s nothing. Please continue watching.”

( I suppose I am simply not the right target demographic. However, as long as she is having a good time, that is all what matters to me. That being said...It will take about another hour until the movie ends. I doubt I will be able to endure it for that long. )

“...I am going to get some fresh air outside.”

Reiji gets up from his seat.

“I will only be away for a couple of minutes. You seem to be immersed in the movie, so you should be fine being alone for a bit. ーー Or so I thought, but do you really do not want to be apart for even a short while?”

You nod.

“I see. If that’s what you want, I shall stay by your side.”

He sits back down as you apologize.

“No need to say sorry. We’re here for you today. As long as you enjoy the movie, I will feel satisfied as well.”

You smile. 

“I am glad to be able to see you smile like that. ...Oh my? How come your cheeks have turned this red? Are you trying to entice me, perhaps?”

You shake your head.

“You may shake your head, but with that look in your eyes, I find it hard to believe your denial.  Even your nape has turned a slight crimson, as if it is begging for me to latch onto it.”

*Rustle*

“...I wish you would realize already that whenever you get flustered like that, it only makes it seem like you are trying to seduce me even more. ーー I suppose I shall have a taste of your blood.”

You mention the movie. 

“I see...How careless of me. However, your reactions were simply adorable, it completely slipped my mind that the movie was still playing. ーー Ah, this is scene featured on the film’s poster. What a beautiful sunset. ...My bad. I suppose you cannot watch the movie from your current position. ...Now then, come here.”

*Rustle*

“There you could. It will be easy to watch when seated on my lap, no? Besides...”

*Rustle*

“ーー By embracing you from behind like this, I get to enjoy our time together to the fullest. ...Fufu. Your heartrate has increased. We are the only two people in this room, so no need to get so embarrassed. Come on, please keep your eyes on the screen. I believe this is an important scene where both characters convey their love for each other.”

*Rustle rustle*

“Fufufu...My pardon. I did not think that would startle you so much. I was going to behave and simply enjoy this moment until the movie had ended, but after feeling yoru touch, I could not help but want to bite you.”

You admit to also enjoying this moment together.

“I am glad to hear you say that. Well then...Let us enjoy this time together to our hearts’ content. You shall be totally absorbed in me, you will not even be able to make out what the characters are saying.”

*TIMESKIP*

The movie reaches its climax.

“Oh...? It is over already?”

You raise your head.

“I am referring to the movie. The two gaze into each other’s eyes as a beautiful melody plays in the background...I suppose it is the climax of the story. Usually these sort of movies end with a kiss scene. Fufu...Go and take a look.”

You turn your head.

*Rustle*

“Oh dear...To start blushing from a mere kiss scene, you will remain pure like that forever, won’t you?”

The movie ends. 

“In the end...The movie ended up on the backburner, but personally I very much enjoyed this day together. How about you?”

You tell him that you enjoyed the day as well.

“Heh...I see. I am glad to hear that. However, now that you mention it...I suppose it is true we have not been able to relax like this together very often as of late. Let us set up a date plan together once we get home. Let me know if there is anything you would like to do. Today, I shall listen to your every wish.”

*Rustle*

“I am glad you like the sound of that. Please try and think of something by then. ーー Well then, shall we head home? Be careful of your step.”

You get up and nearly trip. 

*Thud*

“...Ah! As if on cue...You truly are careless.”

*Rustle rustle*

“When I consider the possibility of you getting hurt...It drives me crazy. I would rather not have a repeat of what happened just now, so please grab hold of my hand.”

*Rustle*

“I shall escort you till we are back home ー actually no, until I decide that it is okay. I promise that I shall not let go of your hand until we have reached our room. Please keep that in mind.”

He escorts you out of the room.

ーー THE END ーー

[exhausted-archivist]

Concept Art Moments and Ideas: What I Wish Was Kept

Pretty sure we've all been there. Seen some of the concept art and thought how cool it was and how much you wish it had made it in the final game. These are some of mine, I won't go too much into why they're not in the game, the answer is usually either one of the following or a combination of: they needed to narrow the scope of the project, frostbite was a new engine they were struggling to make do what they needed, time, they didn't feel it had enough narrative weight or purpose, or it would make the world states branch out far too much.

I'm not really wanting to discuss whether or not I agree with cutting them either. I just really think these are neat concept, ones I've thought out how they would fold in, possible ways they could have played out, and some that personally I have worked into my fic just to fully explore the ideas.

Most of the images that don't have a source link came from either the art book or the BioWare Stories and Secrets From 25 Years of Game Development (B25) book.

Now lets start with the most common one:

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I'm know others have said this, but I really wish that it had been feasible for you to become Divine. Though, honestly this only would have really worked as decision at the end of the series. While personally in my canon world state I don't have anyone I would want to put in that role. I do have an OC who I did design for that and would have been nice to see it play out. Especially come Trespasser.

These are story boards from the art book of the prologue walk through Haven. The voice lines for this are still in the game files even though they're cut. Something I always wanted in the prologue was something to actually motivate me. There is no real sense of danger, and the walk through Haven hold no real weight. It's mostly telling and no showing, it feels hollow after your first play-through where you aren't curious and uncertain. It honestly would have been interesting to me if this was in there and if there were non-standard ending option outside of combat. Provoking the scared survivors to where they mob you, a timer on the mark instead of just the one check point. If it started draining your health the longer you took to get to the Breach. Things that could easily be removed if you decreased the difficulty level and wouldn't impact the game overly much.

[Left Dragon Age Art Book, Right World of Thedas vol. 2 p. 245]

To continue on with my desire for the steaks in Inquisition to be more intense, for you to actually feel some type of risk or hostility from the world. These two are more of an expansion on the attack on Haven. I wish Corypheus was given a more dramatic entrance than being seen on the hill with his Commander. That when he arrived to scoop you up, that it was more ominous and threatening. Something to illustrate as him having this overwhelming presence and force.

In Hushed Whispers had the concept art of King Alistair going with you and honestly, I feel like it is a missed opportunity. Not only would it make sense but there is a sort of thematic element with Alistair once again having to save Redcliffe from a mage. I think this also could have worked if he was king or warden. If he was a warden, it would have been a very nice way to tie in the Warden plot for Alistair and even Loghain. Would have really given the Inquisitor a reason to care about choosing between them or Hawke in the Fade.

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Matt Rhodes labeled this as Anders in the tags, and I am really intrigued by this prospect. We know by the end of DA2 if he's alive he doesn't have many friends with the displaced mages of Kirkwall after awhile. It would have been nice for him to come back in that Warden role they were considering for the cancelled Exalted March DLC. But what really makes me curious, is why he's out in what we might think is the Western Approach/Hissing Wastes and what happened to his missing right arm.

Alternatively, another scenario I would have liked to see with Anders comes from the B25 book. We see they explored the idea of Anders, as a Grey Warden in the cancelled Exalted March DLC. Honestly, I feel as if he would return regardless of if you killed him or not because we know that Justice can and has prevented fatal injuries from killing Anders before. This could have been an interesting thread to not only pull his story to an end in dai, but also introduce the Warden contact instead of the ones we had. Because he was on the run and the Wardens would offer a degree of protection so he would be unwillingly forced to return, couple that with him knowing of Corypheus - which would likely be the thing that forced the Wardens to keep him alive once they found his prison empty.

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This is Western Approach concept art, specifically this was suppose to be Adamant. Matt Rhodes describes that it was suppose to be a monastery, self-sustaining, and a place where they could cultivate their own food, weave their own fabrics. It would have been interesting to be able to see it like this, to see the game use this to not only explore how the Wardens survived out here but also how they recovered the fortress after it was wrecked in Asunder. It would have tied in nicely with exploring the fact that the reversal of Tranquility was found here, a fact known to everyone in game at this point (they just didn't know the Seekers hid it from the Chantry and mages). It would have been an excellent way to fold in Rhys, Evangeline, flesh out Cole's backstory and personal quest, and even show another side of the mages - the ones who didn't want to be involved in the war and fled to the Wardens.

Two Words: Giant. Scorpion.

Look how massive that is. I love mega fauna so much. I want something massive to be living in the Hissing Wastes and I want this to be fighting dragons. It would have been amazing. Look at the boards they put out.

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I want to believe this is for the Western Approach given the ground type and the smoke in the background. If this thing was guarding the sulfur fields by Griffon Keep? It would have been epic. Or even if we saw it fighting the Abyssal dragon. Honestly, I think more areas should have had a competing predator for the dragons to be fighting. It would have been cooler if they kept great bears (previously known as Dragon Bears) at their massive size to fight a dragon in the Emerald Graves too.

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That said, this scorpion concept gets even better when you see the concept art for smaller versions being Venatori mounts.

How do you not get stabbed bud? How do you domesticate/train this? What is the intelligence of this little critter? I can just picture a play on the scorpion and the frog happening here. This would have been really cool as mini-bosses or something of that nature. Particularly around the ruins, Venatori operations, or raids against the keeps.

Another piece from B25, we see new concept art of the Inquisitor leaving Skyhold with the Inquisition as Skyhold is destroyed in the background. We learned from David Gaider that at one point Skyhold was actually suppose to be attacked by Corypheus, but it ended up being cut due to time/scope. This is something I wish they kept, having your second base attack, you home at the point where you felt the strongest and potentially after a recent victory.

It would have reminded the player that Corypheus and his commander, Calpernia or Samson, were a real and active threat. Something missing from Inquisition honestly. It would have been interesting to see if we had to find a new base of operations or if we had to rebuild. When first settling in Skyhold everyone mentions being able to see the enemy coming, about not retreating from Skyhold. They really built up an expectation that at the very least a scare of an attack would happen.

There would have been a sort of poetic sense to Skyhold being leveled. Considering it is of Fereldan make, built on top of a leveled elven site. To have the site once again leveled, the history brought back to its foundations. It would have been a thematic foreshadowing to what Solas plans to do as well.

These are clearly just things I found interesting, things I feel would have really added to the game, and some others might not agree with. There are other things I wish they hadn't cut, but I didn't want to include anything that has been post-humorously mentioned by the devs because I wanted to focus more on the concept art aspect. A lot of decisions were shaped by circumstances we'll never really know the full scope of, and sometimes I wonder if they had gotten more than the 3-4 years they had for Inquisition and maybe on an engine that wasn't so fickle and worked better for the style of game how different it would have been.

[neonscandal]

Can I ask from this ask game : https://www.tumblr.com/toomanyfandomsthings/749729499738996736/send-me-a-ship-and-a-number-and-ill-tell-you?source=share

No. 2, 10, 11, 12, 15 for SatoSugu, BakuDeku, AshEiji and MatchaBlossom.....Thanks 🌻

Hello, friend 🧡 I love asks like these because I have to put so much more creative thought into them haha so thank you for asking. 🌻 I also love the idea that we don't need to know who the best cook is because it's very apparent in all of these ships 😂

What their love letters look like: Selfies. Constant selfies. Mission selfies. Bored between mission selfies. Words aren't always needed but every pic has an implied "I'm still here, we're still The Strongest."

What TV shows they watch together, and which ones they hide from the other: Gojo is so incredibly lacking in self awareness that he is impervious to the idea that anything he watches is at all embarrassing. They watch The Great British Bake-Off together and Gojo always loudly laments when the objective involves something savory instead of sweet.

What their first impression was of each other: Gojo thought "Bangs." Geto thought "The audacity of this guy."

What they would change about each other: Gojo wouldn't change a thing, even the things that might feel a bit irksome, things work the way they are and he's happy, so happy. Geto has a laundry list of things he wish he could change: Gojo's feral gremlin energy, his constant sweet tooth, the brash way he speaks which always embarrasses Geto but he accepts these things, too. He likes to pull them out in a fight though (in jest).

What their love letters look like: Twin. Merch. Midoriya would give Bakugo the last of some exclusive All Might merch even though it would pain him. Bakugo would go to the ends of the earth to make sure Midoriya wouldn't go without.

What TV shows they watch together, and which ones they hide from the other: Hero documentaries, biopics and, of course, the midnight release of any new All Might movies. Bakugo hides that he is also a Real Heroes of Musutafu trash reality tv watcher. 👀 As nosy as he is, its a guilty pleasure.. but not a secret he keeps well.

What their first impression was of each other: Midoriya was timid and reserved and Bakugo was loud and a bit abrasive so, despite being rough around the edges, Midoriya knew immediately "Kacchan sugoi!". Bakugo wanted Midoriya to be an extra so. bad. He was the only person bold enough to also want to be All Might when they played Heroes vs Villains on the playground and, while that initially grated him, over time it won him over. Man, was that short lived.

What they would change about each other: They both find one another to be self-sacrificial idiots but are completely incapable of seeing how that's just another one of their similarities. Bakugo also wishes Midoriya could be less of an insufferable fanboy but only because he, himself, could never be so brave to be so aggressively different or outside of the norm.

What their love letters look like: Postcards, handwritten letters, tokens of their travels both far and wide. Just the bread crumbs they leave and scatter for one another until they can unite once more. Eiji scrapbooks them but he'd never tell Ash.

What TV shows they watch together, and which ones they hide from the other: They're always behind when it comes to cult classic shows. But they really enjoy Stranger Things. I think Ash, in particular, has a soft spot for Joyce Byers but he'd never say that out loud. Eiji also suspiciously watches the evolution of Steve Harrington's hair as Ash's mysteriously changes in tandem. Eiji would never tell Ash about any of the anime he watches whenever he has some alone time. Ash already accuses him of being more interested in the comics than the news, he would never hear the end of it. But he's super pumped about the Blue Lock movie and rationalizes that it's basically like watching football on Sunday when he's inevitably caught binging the anime ahead of the cinematic release.

What their first impression was of each other: They were both intrigued by one anothers' fearlessness. Eiji never shied away from the big, bad gang leader. Ash was a beacon of nonchalant confidence when Eiji was at a point of listlessness and self doubt. They were both intrigued.

What they would change about each other: Eiji would change Ash's.. morning disposition in a heartbeat. Something about having to fight someone just to get them out of bed is so unnerving, especially as their breakfast gets cold in the interim. Ash, on the other hand, wouldn't change a thing. There's a very delicate balance between them that enables him to tease Eiji about absolutely everything. Why risk jeopardizing that??

What their love letters look like: Lighthearted challenges to determine innocuous things between them. "First person to the couch gets to pick the movie!" "Bet you I can piss Shadow off first!" Just little competitions to keep things interesting because they are nothing if not extraordinary and have a constant need to prove that to one another.

What TV shows they watch together, and which ones they hide from the other: Joe is really passionate about cooking and competitive so he loves watching Hell's Kitchen and Iron Chef and telling Kaoru how he'd dominate on either show. Kaoru huffs and rolls his eyes half-heartedly but also has a massive crush on Mark Dacascos having been a captive audience for several seasons of Iron Chef (who wouldn't?) so he allows these selfish preferences. Also, when they're fighting, he wonders if Gordon Ramsay could, in fact, make Joe cry. Joe insists he could not.

What their first impression was of each other: Joe was a goodie two shoes who happened to be able to hold his own on a skateboard but Kaoru thought he was a bit too bashful, a bit too reserved. Kaoru was a rebel and an artist on a board before Carla took the guesswork out of everything. Even so, Joe was awe-inspired by the Cherry, the spitfire.

What they would change about each other: Kaoru wishes Joe wasn't such a needy gorilla aka that he wasn't so showy and drawing the attention of fan girls and boys alike because he gets a bit jealous. Like, "yes, you're hot. That's why we're dating now put your shirt back on, people are staring, you dolt." Somehow it never comes out that straightforward though. Re: Joe, it's infrequent but sometimes Joe wishes Kaoru would return his affection in similar measure, just as loud and proud. Even though he thinks that'd be nice, he can't help but relish in those isolated moments where Kaoru, in his own way, demonstrates his affection. Those moments where the stars align just so, the wind blows in just the right direction and all of Kaoru's walls crumble. He wears a smile so warm, so genuine that Joe thinks it is worth all the banter in between such moments.

[simemeoww]

Punishment

Author's note: This is based from my character Mateo, who happens to be a yandere. I made a visual novel where he is one of the main characters. If you wanna play my game(to what i will be really happy) here is the link: https://simemeow.itch.io/love-stuck

You thought a lot. And for a very long time. Your unsuccessful attempt to escape was a failure, as evidenced by your current state. You were carefully tied with several ropes, so that you couldn’t even move a finger, and your eyes were hidden from the outside world by a dark rag. You were unable to hear because you were wearing noise-canceling headphones. There was a gag in your mouth, which only aggravated your uncomfortable situation, a large amount of drool had already accumulated there, which came out of your mouth, making your clothes a little wet.

Where did Mateo even get these things? It's not really important at the moment.

The door opened with an annoying creak, signaling Mateo's arrival. He slowly descended towards your immobilized body on the cold floor. You felt like a cornered, crippled dog about to be abused and left all alone, only to do it all over again tomorrow.

You didn’t hear or see him, and Mateo, knowing this, decided to give you a sign of his presence by touching your stomach. Due to the unexpected touch, you flinched and tried to move towards the source of the action.

"Hush hush. There’s no need for sudden movements, it’s just me, your lover,” Mateo said, as if you could understand his speech. “Honestly, I don’t know what you were hoping for when you thought you could escape me. Am I somehow not taking good care of you? What are you missing? It always seemed to me that what I give you is quite enough. However, it seems that I was wrong, I spoiled you, giving you the opportunity to do whatever you want. Look what this has brought you, what idea your excessive freedom has given you. But don’t worry, I will take responsibility for this and will never make such a mistake again,” he began to moralize. However, what's the point of this if you don't hear at all what he's telling you so diligently? Most likely, for Mateo it was like a reminder of what was said out loud, so as not to step on the same rake again.

Like a scavenger flying nearby who was about to feast on your carrion, he began to walk in a circle near your body, this became clear from the way the floor shook due to his stomping. This is not something Mateo usually does, but now he wanted to show how unhappy he was. And how can you do this when you yourself have taken away a person’s ability to see, hear and touch? Only thanks to the build-up of the atmosphere so that you can feel at least this. Mateo forced you up onto your knees, still holding you so you wouldn't fall to the floor. He removed the earplugs and removed your bandage. The dark and barely lit basement seemed too bright to you and it took you a couple of seconds to get used to the brightness of the room. Even though the house was quiet, the sudden freedom from the plugs reminded you of the sounds of the outside world. But looking at Mateo standing in front of you was very creepy. His hand moved from your scruff to your cheeks, he found another way to hold you. “And you know what, my dear? I have come to the conclusion that I will no longer pamper you like before. You will have to get used to your new way of being, whether you want it or not. But don't worry, I will still take care of you, but you will forget about your privileges. Until you can understand what you've lost. This will be your punishment for daring to think that you could escape,” his voice was cold. Immediately after he finished, he took the earplug and bandage again to put everything back.

You crashed onto the ground, which was just waiting for you to land, its coldness enveloped your body, this feeling will soon become familiar to you. At first it will be difficult to get used to the new Mateo, but over time this will not be a problem for you. Maybe by this moment he himself will become warmer towards you again…

[jackhues]

moments from the benny interview/podcast: mitts off with luke gazdic

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i don't really watch sports interviews/podcasts but i actually really enjoyed this one! the host knows benny and is a leafs fan, so you can actually see how happy he is for the guy. i recommend watching it because benny's accent's so agjshlgslj in this. also this was supposed to be moments but i got carried away and it's become more of a summary

he and the host, luke gazdic, know each other from their san diego days. gazdic said at first when he saw benny he was thinking "this guy's not that good", but he also recognized that he had the build and passion to play hockey. he worked hard too, he just needed to find his role

benny used to fly through his physicals, and he still does. that's the reason a lot of coaches kept him around, he was so fit even if he wasn't amazing at the game. he was 7th/8th dman usually, and trainers/coaches would tell him "you might not see your first game for months" but he was happy to be there and would work his ass off to get the chance to play.

he pronounces familiar like "fam-iliar" (like it sounds like he's going to say family, but it becomes familiar)

benny's enjoying toronto, living just outside of downtown. he's been getting to know the city: exploring restaurants and cafes. he likes trinity-bellwoods and ossington (as a toronto native: those are some nice places, not as sketchy as the heart of dt)

he has two dogs, one from his san diego days, a rescue from his anaheim days, and he got a cat from his gf's friend. he jokes saying "i call it a zoo at home. my gf's the zookeeper, and i'm the bank".

he said "i don't know if i'm a cat guy, but i have a cat". he's just surprised at how different cats are

benny admitted he had an awful camp with the leafs, and he wasn't really mad that brad sent him down. he knows he "just didn't play good, and they [the team/management] don't really know me". he just told himself to work harder. he was battling an injury through camp and his first thought was to get that solved, the time in the minors helped him.

he kept a positive mindset in the minors saying "if you're going i don't belong here, it doesn't help anyone".

while in la's dev camp years ago, he though he was good, but he wasn't called back for rookie camp. in the q, the team finished last, around -35/-36.

then he got a call from anaheim, he destroyed the physical testing and was hitting a lot during that camp. joked about how "he didn't make any friends that week". but anaheim liked that kind of dman, so they gave benny a shot on a one year a-deal, but halfway through the season, he signed his nhl entry level

he considers himself naturally athletic, but he works his ass off to outwork people and make the spot. in juniors, they didn't expect him to play, but ppl got injured, he got a shot and then he was never out of the lineup after that.

he credits his coaches who pushed him to be better. he believes that made him much better, getting on the ice 15 minutes before, etc.

the way his parents raised him was huge to him, he was taught to work for what he wants. he said he was never "spoon-fed" and then asked if that was the right expression, which made gazdic laugh and agree 'yeah you're picking up on all these phrases. that's perfect'

he has a dfm cap : doesn't fucking matter. they had t-shirts and other stuff too

the first time mackinnon cut back on benny, he was like "... this guy's good", he couldn't really defend the move, it was just such a shock.

they talked about a time in sd when benny threw his stick and just went after a guy with both hands, and how he did it again during a game against seattle. benny explains "the stick part, i think my stick was broken and i didn't want to get a penalty" (he pronounces it pen-aal-ty asfjdsfns).

he talks about hitting too saying "it's a simple thing to do, but it's hard to bring it every night and be good at it." he says you have to be careful with your timing, on not getting penalties, on the toll it takes on your body, etc. he says he "always enjoyed hitting, not to hurt guys" but to let them know he's there kinda thing.

he said "if you miss your hip check you just miss the guy" which can lead to breakaways, etc. you can't really miss those. he's been doing those hip checks since bantam, and if you miss it you just look stupid.

"if i do something stupid, i'll answer the bell" in response to his hits. if it's a clean hit, it's clean, but if it's not, he'll answer. he'll stand his ground on either side

gaudreau (cbj) tried a superman punch on benny, and benny tried one right back.

he has some "big names under his belt" - he fought wilson twice, which surprised gazdic

"probably not my smartest decision in life" <- talking about fighting wilson

he once saw an injury during his sd days, where someone's wrist tendon and part of their artery was cut - like he was near the bench door seeing it happen clearly. after that, the team got wrist and achilles protection, which he still wears. he didn't wear the neck guard then bcz it didn't 'look good' and it wasn't common then either. but after what happen to adam johnson, he decided "fuck it. i'm gonna protect myself."

benny goes no tarp, but he has socks on. gazdic didn't wear socks which benny finds crazy. but benny only wears socks, boxers and a jock, which is also crazy. he says it gets a bit hot, esp with the neckguard, so he mainly only wears the padding

his shoulders get scratched up bcz of no tarp

he used to use sakic curve sticks, but they stopped those. p28 is one of the curves he uses. he also has 95 flex, started at 105, but went down. says it's good for crosschecks

luke gazdic is such a big fan of benny, he talks about how he watched leafs games and was just cheering him on the entire time. he's a really genuine person and i love that.

benny talking about 'the big guys' -> "it's impressive to see how they're working so hard, constantly. working on their edges and their skills, it brings out the best in the rest of us"

specifically brought up willy and auston^

"you have to be smart [when defending auston]. if you just dive at him, he's gonna toe drag you, make you look stupid."

when asked which player surprised him in a good way, he said calle jarnkrok immediately. "i love him.... he's so effective... always smart with the puck... in every situation he just does the job"

luke gazdic brings up the older guys like darcy tucker, wendel clark, tie domi and compares benny to them, saying : if you play hard in this city and you work your ass off, they [leafs nation] will love you. they will embrace you for all time... if you just continue the way you're playing now, they'll love you" (which, as a leafs fan, is very true. once you're in, once you're embraced by leafs nation, you will forever be loved. you could have zero points, but if the fans decided to adopt you, you will be loved a hundred years from now - there are ppl i grew up hearing about, old games i watched, and those guys were gone and retired before i was even born. some of them were gone before my dad was born. but once you're loved by the fans, there's no leaving)

gazdic goes "[every time there's leafs coverage] i love it, i have a big smile on my face. [the reporters/articles going] i love this benoit kid... it makes me so happy"

benny stays away from social media to try to focus on his game, but he has noticed some of the loves the fans give him. "if the fans love me... it touches my heart. you know, it's not every day the fans love a simple, stay at home d-man. you know, the fans usually love those skills guys. but if they do love my game, i'm touched by it. i'll just keep to do it, i'll stick to it." (i wish i could show benny the lb's comments)

he was recognized twice in public. he didn't get that in anaheim and can tell just how different hockey culture is here.

he loves milk.

seriously, he drinks a big glass of milk before bed or else he can't sleep (gazdic thought he was trolling, but he wasn't)

gazdic joked saying 'milk' the leafs jersey sponsors, should get benny in an ad

he has a glass bottle of (3.8%) milk in the fridge - no bagged milk, no carton milk

"that's the real stuff" - benny referring to 3.8% milk

he loves the milk sponsorship on the jersey

had to break bcz of character limit

benny tries to have a smile on his face. his parents never pressured him to play hockey, so he's always played because he loved it. now it's his job and he thinks "if i don't love it, i can do something else" but he takes a lot of pride in playing that game and he loves it. so he's got a smile on for everyone - for the fans who come and cheer for him, for everyone who's watching. "my smile's a reflection of the joy the game brings to everyone"

his mindset when he'd been cut on other teams was "i need to learn from the situation and grow". "you need to miss some stuff, you need to make mistakes to learn"

"if you think too far you won't be present in the present" <- talking about playoffs

"go crush it man, keep doing what you're doing" <- luke gazdic to benny

[lena-scribbles]

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ! ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs! ᴇᴅᴅɪᴇ ᴍᴜɴsᴏɴ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

A/N: As requested by @positivitylane112 here's jealous Eddie! I...uh, it came out as a whole different thing (mix of a short story and HC's) and I'm not- sure if I like it myself so... Um, hope you like it...😵‍💫

Oh, and if you'd like to you could visit my Wattpad:

https://www.wattpad.com/user/Lena_scribbles

Anyway, drink water, love ya, sugar! 💖✨

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Jealous Eddie is a clingy Eddie. What, did you expect him to just accept the fact that now you talk with some shit-head more than with him? You have a great sense of humor there, sweetie...

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He's not gonna leave you alone- well, only when you go to the bathroom. Every break he spends keeping eye on you, just around the corner. But outside school?... It's only worse. You go to buy some groceries? How unexpecting, he's here too! Sooo... How about you two talk about that one "friend" of yours and how it looks like they're trying to take his place?

Not now...?

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Alright, okay. It's alright. You two are still friends, you can talk whenever you would like to.

Have you decided to go to the nearest park? Expect him to be few meters away, just sitting casually while you shift uncomfortably in place wondering why do you feel these goosebumps all of a sudden.

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In cases like you walking home when its already dark he's insecure. Really insecure. Wait, don't tell him you don't even have anything you could defend yourself with when there could be creepy weirdos waiting in the dark. It's like saying "I'm all alone- please kill me!". But thanks to you, now he's got an argument as to why he follows you at night. If something were to happen, he could help!

If something happens he's kind of frightened at first, but quickly reminds himself that he promised not to run away from trouble. Especially when you were in that trouble.

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Sooo... He's your hero now, right? You're gonna forget about that fake excuse of a friend, and be with him only, right? He saved you, even though he was frightened himself, he helped! You ARE grateful, aren't you?

... "Thank you"...? That's all? What about "You are the best, Eddie. I could never replace you"? And "I love you so so much, please be mine"??... Maybe you just needed time to calm down. It WAS a scary situation after all. It's okay, take as much time as you need, he'll gladly wait til you recover and come to your senses, running straight into his arms.

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But if nothing happens and you safely get to your place he's more than relieved. Actually, he's so happy that in a mere minute, you can hear loud and clear knocking. Just when you opened your front door did Eddie felt embarassed. It's pretty late, and he's just standing here, not knowing what to do nor say himself.

"Uh... Hii Y/N??" He says. "Hi, um, what are you doing here Eddie? Do you need something?"

Fuck. You got him. Think, think, think...!

"Sorry to disturb you at this hour but... Would you like to play instead of Dustin? I-I mean he's sick and you know... And we have uh... We don't have a player in his place..." He said while toying with his fingers. "Oh, I'm sorry Eddie. I don't think I'm good at this game. Really, sorry..." You shifted your gaze down, finding weird interest in something in his pocket.

Eddie sweated a little, nervous as to what were you looking at. Did his penknife was sticking out...?

"You sure? Um, it- it's alright, heheh, so uhh... I've gotta go now, um... Have a good night?" He responded timidly. "...bye." with that your short conversation ended. His hands wandered straight to his pocket, trying to find the source of your interest. Nothing beside a small, dark bottle was here. What the hell were you looking at...?

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It wasn't long until Eddie found a perfect place to observe you from and hopong to add something new in his notes about what you do.

Nothing interesting... Supper, tv, bathroom, bed... Wait... Who are you talking with?... You're giggling?? Okay, calm down Eddie, maybe it's just her parents or something... "Stop it, F/N. You're making me blush."

Alright, what the fuck. He was taking so much time and effort in keeping you safe, happy... and you still decided to talk with that... That fake-ass-so-called "friend" of yours. They had nothing that he could give you. Were you really just slowly replacing him?... No. He's not gonna let you. Not so easily.

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Next days in school were a constant attention from Eddie, with him walking beside you, holding you by putting his arm around your schoulder or just simply keeping your eyes away from everything that might get you an excuse as to why you have to go somewhere so suddenly.

Don't be surprised when he starts asking you if you want to hang out with him. Don't get me wrong, he's not gonna end on only one question when you say "no". You're gonna hear that question at least 17 times a day until you finally say "Okay, okay, just stop".

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Even tho you two were practically inseparable, he still felt that weird tingling on his neck. Like he still didn't have that final puzzle...

"Hey..." He asked. "Yeah?" "You're not gonna talk with that "friend" of yours anymore, right?" Eddie looked at you expecting response right away.

But that didn't happen.

You looked at his sitting- not even an nich away from you- form. Your stares locked in an uncomfortable silence. He repeated, slower than before "Right?".

"..."

"Eddie, honestly, what the fuck?" That was... Unexpected? "What do you mean, Y/N?" Shifting in place, he turned to you fully. You rolled your eyes a little, huffed quietly and said "You're acting weird. Like you're...jealous?"

Eddie looked at you dumbfounded. Coming back to his senses he asked "Me? Jealous?" chuckling he continued "I'm not-". You grabbed his schoulder, pushing it a little "Get a hold of yourself. You think I didn't notice? Eddie, don't hate me for this but I'm slowly moving on, we're not kids anymore."

...what? No, no, no, no. You're... Moving on? Moving on from what? From him?... It was because of F/N, right?

"... Is it because of F/N?" You responded immadietly "No, it's-" "Please, enlighten me, in what case are they better than me? You're acting as if you take them for a role model!" He questioned in a raised tone. "They're not better!" You sighted softly- "Eddie, listen. F/N didn't say a word about me moving on from you, in fact, they-" "Oh, so you're listening to them now, huh?" He said pretentiously, grabbing both of your schoulders- "What, are you guys dating or something? Should I prepare to be your bridesmaid?" His words made your blood boil more and more with every second- "So what if I do, huh?!" He stood up quickly and pushed you back, making you flinch "Ouch-!". "I was there when you needed help, I was the shoulder you could cry on, it was me who kept you happy, and safe and... And I'm the one who deserves something in return!" You could see the little tears that formed in his eyes. "Eddie..."

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[sp00kycrumpet]

Find A Way. (2/4)

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Rating: E

Tags: season 1, soft!Joel, reader was besties with Maria, idiots in love refusing to admit it, pre-established relationship

Warnings: swearing; character death; spoilers (if you haven't watched the series/played the game)

(Part One)

Will also be posted on my AO3

I hope you like this second chapter. I feel it maybe moves a little too quick? But there's only so much you can write about travelling alone without it just looking like filler... I hope everyone still enjoys it 🙏🏻 feedback is welcome! ✨

That was months ago now. The radio had been silent the whole time and you burned through your supply of cigarettes and other assets to bribe people for information on Joel's whereabouts or even Tommy. Nothing. You'd had enough of the silence and not finding anything, so you went straight to the source. Marlene.

By the time you arrived at her hideout, she was packing her things; pausing from time to time to rest a hand against a wound on her side. She hadn't noticed you at first but paused after a moment and turned to look at you.

"I should have expected to see you here." She muttered, tossing her last notebook into her backpack.

"It's been months. Where did you send Joel?" You watched the other woman, she shook her head a little.

"I'm sorry. It's a need to know basis." You clenched your fists in frustration. You had a lot of respect for Marlene but right now you were starting to lose it.

"And I need to know." Marlene sighed, studying your face. "Marlene. Come on. Joel has been gone far too long now, you sent him away and you can't even tell me where? After I constantly saved your ass by giving you FEDRA info that even your top guys couldn't get?!" Marlene sighed as she eased herself down to sit on the edge of her bed, looking up at you.

"This is bigger than that. You know I'd never deal with Joel unless absolutely necessary." You groaned in frustration, pushing your hands through your hair as you watched the other woman.

"You're alone. You're injured. I can help get you out of the QZ without even a bug knowing you were passing by. All I need to know is where he is." Marlene pursed her lips, a snort leaving her.

"You're in love with him. And you'd risk your life just to catch up to him?" Your jaw tensed, staring at her silently for a beat.

"I just need to make sure he's okay. He's been radio silent, so has Tommy, so have Bill and Frank. I don't like it." Marlene shook her head as she reached to zip her bag up, awkwardly stiff as she pulled it onto her back then stood up.

"You get me out of the QZ. Once we're outside of the walls and out of sight, I'll tell you. Deal?" She held out a hand, you studied her quietly before taking her hand firmly in yours. "Alright. Get me the fuck out of here."

True to your word, you took Marlene through the tunnels you, Joel and Tess usually used. A couple of people threw curious glances your way but no one stopped you. Marlene was quiet for the most part, only subtle grunts of pain here and there as she walked behind you. Once underground, she needed a break. You helped her redress her wound and shoved a couple of pills into her hand. Marlene watched you closely as you fastened the bandaging around her midriff.

"You're really going to risk your life for him?" You grit your teeth and made a noise in the back of your throat. Marlene shook her head, leaning back against the wall behind her as she broke one of the pills in half and swallowed it with some water. "I knew there was something between you two. He had this look on his face when I said he couldn't tell you where he was going or why." You didn't reply, you just sat down and fished some jerky out of your bag, snapping some off to eat.

"He's different. Things just aren't so shit when I'm with him." You finally answered, your eyes on the bottle of water in your hands. "He keeps me grounded." Marlene nodded a little.

"Can't say I understand, romance has never interested me but, if he means that much you'd risk your life then it must be mighty powerful." You nodded a little, that little voice in your head scolding you for telling her too much and that you should have said all of this to Joel instead. The two of you rested for a little while before continuing on your journey, it took a little longer than planned but eventually you got her out and a safe distance. Marlene pulled a radio from her bag and arranged a pick up before turning to you.

"The old State House. He's supposed to drop something off for me there and come back." Marlene finally said, you watched her for a moment before nodding.

"Thank you." She waved a hand.

"Just don't get yourself killed over him. He should have met my guys there and been heading back this way. If you're lucky you might cross paths." You paused and nodded, shaking Marlene's hand. You exchanged farewells before you turned and headed back to the QZ. Once home, you threw what you could carry into your backpack and headed out. It would take a few days but, you'd cover as much ground as possible.

What you hadn't expected was it taking longer, the city wasn't as clear as you'd expected. Something had stirred the Infected and they were shambling around relentlessly. But eventually the huge building loomed ahead of you, fear gripped your heart as you smelled fire. All sorts of scenarios flashed through your head as you picked your way through the charred remains of Infected. It stunk and you were doing your best to not panic as you looked at the bodies around you. Some Fireflies, some just general public. Off to one side though, you spotted a figure slumped against a column. You almost dismissed it until you realised there was something familiar about that body. You carefully climbed over a couple of Infected and pried the one off of her. The body covering hers had protected a few sparse items from the fire and you recognised a bracelet immediately.

"Oh Tess… what happened to you?" You sighed, your eyes wandering the burned body. A faint bite mark was sunk into the charred skin and you figured she'd sacrificed herself to get Joel out of there. "We didn't get along but you didn't deserve this." You carefully pried her gun from her hands but upon inspection realised it was useless. You glanced around the remainder of the building and sighed softly.

"Where'd you go Joel…?" You whispered to yourself. No sign of him here, no sign of where he'd gone or anything. You pulled yourself together after a moment, standing up and starting to head out of the back door. You had no idea where to go, what to do now. You were at a solid dead end.

You felt tears of frustration building as you sat outside the husk of the State House, your head in your hands as you tried to figure out what your next move would be.

"No. What would Joel's next move be?" You muttered, glancing around for inspiration. When it seemed to hit you like a bolt out of the blue. Bill. Joel would probably head to Bill's for supplies and maybe rest. You rested in a small building after boarding it up once you were inside. Your fingers idly toyed with the necklace still around your neck. It seemed to help you think and relax. As soon as the sun rose, you were awake and making a move. You'd met Bill a few times in the past, Joel had taken you up there with him when Bill and Frank had invited him to trade or to just socialise. You adored the couple and they seemed to like you too. Maybe they'd know something, anything. At least they'd take you in for a couple of days, maybe Frank would let you stay with them permanently. He had repeatedly joked about you and Joel moving into the house across from theirs so often you were starting to think he was genuine in his offer.

It took a few days but eventually you were at Bills gate, a little unnerved by how it was unlocked. That wasn't like Bill. You took your pistol from your holster and quietly made your way through the town towards the house. The first indicator something was wrong was that Bill's truck was gone. But more than that, the garden that had once been Frank's pride and joy was in disarray. Your heart was in your throat as you entered their house, calling out to no response. You could smell rotten food as you turned into the dining room. This was bad. You found Bill's note on the table, your heart breaking as you read what had happened. They were gone. That explained their silence recently, Joel had known in his gut that something wasn't right. You wandered through the silent house, taking a photo of Bill and Frank to remember them by and grabbed a change of clothes. You found signs Joel had been there, firstly his shirt still tossed on the bed from where he'd obviously showered and dressed in some of Frank's old clothes. You sat on the bed, the worn fabric wrapped around your hands.

"Where are you Joel…" You muttered and buried your face into the shirt. The smell of Joel still on the fabric. You had only just missed him it seemed. You knew this was a wild goose chase, you were too far behind to catch him and no way of contacting him to find anything out. Your best bet was to keep moving. You were out of the QZ, why not just keep going and see what you could find?

In the next town over, you found a motorcycle. Rusty in parts but perfectly usable condition. It made quicker work of moving across the roads rather than on foot. It was starting to get cold out and the warm engine provided some comfort as you drove with no real destination in mind. The more rural parts were quiet for the most part, the bike attracted a couple of clickers but you were quick to evade them.

Somehow, like the fates decided it, you found yourself in Wyoming and into the hands of a blast from the past you never thought you'd see again. You were hunting, trying to scavenge something to eat when you were tripped by a rope tied discreetly between two trees, the snow hiding most of it. You swore under your breath and rubbed your sore ankle, hardly having chance to react when a gun was in your face. You held your hands up, staring up at the man in front of you.

"I'm not sick. Just lost and looking for food." He motioned with his rifle for you to get up, silent but his eyes said everything. You pushed yourself to your feet and he forced you to walk with him to a couple of others, a few on horseback.

"Found this one on the edge of the forest." He said to a man sat on his horse. He eyed you silently for a moment before whistling.

"I'm not sick." You repeated, getting annoyed now. You'd done so well to avoid anyone else this far and had been caught out by the basic need for food. Another stepped forward with a dog on a short leash.

"She's trained to sniff out infected. If you're lying, she'll rip you apart." The dog was let loose, and naturally it just sniffed at your legs before trotting back to it's handler.

"I fucking told you." You muttered, your arms already aching from holding them up.

"You alone?"

"Yes. Just looking for supplies. I don't want any trouble." A couple of the men laughed.

"They all say that but you turn up here, armed and claiming to be alone." You opened your mouth to argue when a couple of others joined the group. A woman on horseback stopped beside the man interrogating you, looking at him before her eyes fell on you.

"No fucking way." She breathed. "Lower your guns. Now." A few argued with her but she repeated her command as she climbed off the horse. You stared at her as she walked closer, a hand protectively on her pregnant stomach.

"Of all the weird shit that's happened over the past few years, I would never have bet on this." You blinked, watching as the woman pulled her scarf down from around her nose and mouth to reveal her whole face.

"Maria?!" You choked out, staring into the face of your childhood friend. Finally she laughed and wrapped you up in a tight hug. You'd grown up with Maria, your parents lived next door to hers. There was barely a few years in age difference and the two of you had been inseparable. You were even Kevin's unofficial Godmother but you'd been on vacation when the outbreak started and never thought you'd see her again. Maria explained to the group that she knew you and that it was fine. She helped you up onto her horse and told you she was taking you home.

Home turned out to be a highly guarded and fully powered compound in Jackson. It was beautiful. Like something from a storybook. Inside the gates were families, farms, shops and everything. It was a little slice of heaven. Maria explained she'd found this place years ago and had worked hard to get it up and running again, fortified and a safe place to live. She took you back to her house, a modest place near the edge of town. She made tea and explained everything so far, even how she'd found love and was expecting again.

"Oh, speak of the devil and he shall arrive." She smiled as the front door opened.

"I hear you found somethin' while out today." A southern voice came from the hallway. You twisted in your seat and looked up as a man walked in. He looked familiar but you couldn't for the life of you place why.

"More someone actually. Remember me telling you about my best friend growing up? This is her!" Maria smiled warmly as you stood up to greet him, introducing yourself.

"I'm Tommy. It's lovely to finally meet someone Maria has mentioned many times." He chuckled softly as he held out a hand, you shook it as you stared at him. Tommy… it couldn't be…

"It's great to meet you too Tommy." Tommy smiled, kissing Maria's cheek before excusing himself to take a shower. You watched him go before looking at Maria.

"He seems really nice." You smiled, nodding as Maria motioned for you to follow her through to the kitchen. She started making dinner, the two of you talking about things that had happened since outbreak.

"You were in the Boston QZ? Why'd you leave? Other than the obvious FEDRA bullshit." She asked, glancing over at you. "And all alone?" You shrugged a little, chopping some potatoes she'd passed you.

"I was looking for someone. He left on a mission and I haven't heard anything from him so… I tried to find him. Hit constant dead ends and so I figured I'd just keep moving. If I'm meant to find him again then I will eventually." You shrugged again, not wanting to get too upset over it. It seemed ridiculous to even try to find Joel without any information, voicing it out loud made you feel like a stalker or crazy. "It's dumb. I have no way to contact him and no information." You sighed softly. Maria watched you for a moment.

"If he means a lot to you, it makes sense. Is he your boyfriend?" You paused at the question and shrugged. Maria frowned in confusion.

"It's complicated? Or well not really… We just hang out, have sex and seem to always spend our free time together. It's like a relationship but no romance or dates I guess?" Maria laughed as she took the potatoes from you to put them into a pan to cook.

"I swear, you're just as stubborn now as you were back then. You haven't just asked him?" You snorted, leaning against the counter and sipping your tea.

"No. I never thought to." Maria laughed again, making sure everything was cooking before looking over at you.

"Well maybe we can help find him somehow. But you're very welcome to stay here in Jackson if you don't want to go back to Boston." You nodded, chewing the inside of your lower lip as you thought about it.

"I'd like that… I don't have anything to go back to in Boston anymore. Unless he's suddenly shown up there, but I've contacted his radio a few times to no answer." You mumbled, shaking your head to get rid of any negative thoughts before smiling at Maria. "I have you now though! Fifteen years apart and we're back to gossiping and hanging out already." You grinned, Maria nodding.

"There's a little cottage a few doors down that's empty if you want it? It might need a little TLC but it's only been empty for two months." You tilted your head before nodding.

"That sounds amazing. Thank you." Maria looked absolutely elated to have you back in her life, and you felt the same. She told you about her small wedding to Tommy and the plans for the baby. Even showing you the room they'd decorated together when she'd found out she was pregnant. You were happy for her and a little jealous admittedly. You picked up a blanket someone had knitted for the baby, fingers gently playing with it. You noticed a little M in the bottom corner.

"M? Are you going with a M name?" You asked, looking over at Maria who shook her head.

"No we still haven't decided on a name so the woman who made this just put our family initials on it." You glanced back at the blanket again.

"So what is your surname now?"

"Miller."

(Part Three)

[simlicious]

I am not posting much atm, here is why

heya, I'm pretty quiet on the posting front at the moment. This has several reasons. Since this might come across as a bit whiny, feel free to skip this personal ramble.

The good stuff first: I made a pact with my best friend and now we take a long walk together every week to increase our fitness levels. It encourages me to leave the house and get some fresh air and be in nature and it feels very good! We actually did a lot more together in the last months than just the walk, so I am quite busy and also often exhausted from the activity. I have also gotten back into Anno 1800 now that the game has reached its final state, and I am fixing some old mods that are not available anymore but I cannot live without, and I am also working on some of my own mods. The reason why I am taking a break from making patterns has mainly to do with the negative feelings I developed in the last months. I have been putting off writing this post for weeks, but my feelings have not gone away and I want to address this particular issue. Tbh, I often get aggravated when viewing my dash these days. I'm not the most emotionally stable person and my self-worth comes also from external sources, like feedback for my patterns, which is not ideal, but it is what it is right now. Lately, I feel that as a creator of recolorable patterns, I am being pushed deep into a corner. I've always considered myself a niche creator, catering to patterns kinda does that! But I feel like I am becoming obsolete, now that a lot of creators only make Sims 4 conversions and are usually not fully recolorable. I also fear that more and more creators will forget/will never learn how to make clothes and objects recolorable if all they do is add non-recolorable Sims 4 presets. I consider the Create-A-Style tool to be the most important feature of TS3 (together with open worlds). It is such a unique feature, and it breaks my heart to see that not being valued as such. I feel like we should celebrate that, and I try to with my patterns, but it's just so hard to keep it up when most creators do not seem to particularly care anymore. I wish more creators would make the good old Frankenmeshes 😥 I would love to see more ts3 and ts4 frankenmesh mashups. Creators would need to learn how to turn Sims 4 textures into greyscale ones and step up their uv-mapping game a bit, and then it could be a thing... There could even be an open library of recolorable sims 4 textures and remapped meshes that all creators could contribute to. That way, creators could use them and would not need to remake every texture from scratch by themselves. Over time, that would greatly decrease the effort that would need to be put in to make new creations this way... I know that most of you follow me because you really value my patterns and use them in your games, and I know that people who play mainly with vanilla content won't have that problem at all, as 99% the EA stuff can be recolored. But it's just that I see those non-recolorable conversions everywhere on my dash, and it is so disheartening. I guess as a creator, I want to feel welcome in the TS3 creator community, and lately, I do not feel particularly seen or valued as a member of that group. Maybe my Tumblr bubble has shoved me somewhat outside of the group that I would feel more valued in? Maybe I need to adjust my dash. But I do not want to unfollow everyone who posts these conversions. They are nice in their own right, it's just that I can't handle them very well right now. How do you deal with stuff that you do not want to see? do you unfollow people, do you block tags? I've been mostly avoiding my dash, but that does not seem like a good solution. If you post gameplay pics with my patterns or are a creator that makes their stuff CAS-Tool compatible, feel free to tell me below so I can follow you. Just seeing more people use my patterns would probably lift my spirits!

[spoonsisland]

okay so i’m kinda nervous about making this post bc i almost never post critical thoughts on main but i NEED to bring this up because it’s been on my mind for way too long to just skip over and not mention publicly.

Quick TLDR tho first bc this will be long lol: Flipline Studios, creators of the Papa Louie game series (The platformers and Gamerias), NEED to get better at making the incredibly impressive worldbuilding of these simple cooking games more clear to casual players. Because right now, nobody but hardcore fans know any of that even exists.

Whenever I tell my friends that the characters in the games have full, written descriptions, it is a GENUINE shock to every single one of them. Most of them don’t even know the Gamerias are technically a spinoff of a platformer series, and I’m sure if this post spreads outside the Papa Louie and Flipline community, a lot of people reading this will be shocked to hear that info too.

I would guess about 90% of the people who play the Papa Louie games do not check Flipline’s website. Flipline’s website, however, is the only official source (so not counting the wiki) to host the character descriptions (known as Flipdecks) and supplementary worldbuilding posts. At the VERY MINIMUM, there should be character descriptions in the games. To me saying this feels obvious but somehow its been over 10 years of them making these games and not a single one has hosted character bios.

Considering most of these bios are an entire paragraph of info on these characters that have 0 bits of dialogue in-game (minus, like, 2 of them), this info being supplied in-game to easily be accessed by people who play the games casually would very easily peak people’s interest, keeping them playing for longer. Which brings me to my next point: If you’re going to add a story to these games, why does it take so long to get to the next part?

Most people do not make it very far in these games. This is a fact I’ve learned very quickly considering how many gameplay channels play it once and never pick it back up again, as well as by just simply talking to friends who play these games casually when they’re bored. That’s why i was incredibly annoyed to see it takes until Rank 21 to get to part 2 of the storyline introduced in Papa’s Freezeria Deluxe. For most players who play these games casually, this is too long of a wait to keep their attention. They are simply going to lose interest by then.

Now, let me be 100% clear here: Tony and Matt are clearly putting a TON of effort into these games and I absolutely adore what they are doing, but to put it frankly, not enough people are sticking around long enough or paying attention to supplementary info to care about the effort they are putting into the stuff they make, and that SUCKS. It REALLY sucks. Having over 140 customers, ALL with unique descriptions and personalities? With fully written lore and relationships and history? That obviously takes a LOT of effort. However, only a small percentage of their player base even knows this exists, and I feel like it should be top priority to change this.

Anyway, yeah. That’s all I have to say. I know this is long and I’m sorry about that but god this is a subject I am way too passionate about to just have simmer in my brain