thequeenofsand · 1 year ago
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nihilminus · 2 years ago
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Bedroom - Contemporary Bedroom
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dominipino · 2 years ago
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mmgwritings · 4 months ago
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FULLY CLOTHED, STARK NAKED
Characters: Kaz Brekker / Dreg!Reader
Prompts: When Kaz felt guilty and decided to handle his problems by shoving them into a dusty, forgotten corner so he doesn’t have to face them... until now.
Warnings: angst; smut; nsfw; canon divergence.
The cart rumbled down the narrow alleyway, laden with crates of drinks, tobacco, and spices from the distant lands of Shu Han — or so it seemed from the merchants' slurred accents. One of the oxen snorted as a wheel got stuck in a muddy puddle, momentarily halting the small caravan trailing behind.
The passengers of the caravan, weary from days on the road, decided to step out of the vehicle and surround the ox cart, slowly carrying their belongings to the main street. Their worn and thick clothes marked them as ordinary people from inland villages, seeking opportunities in Ketterdam now that Shu Han had opened its borders for small exports.
It was a new government measure, introduced after years of peace negotiations between Ravka, Kerch, and Shu Han following the fall of the Fold. The law, ostensibly about simplifying the import and export of goods, was a stroke of Ravkan ingenuity. While its simplicity aimed to facilitate trade, it inadvertently opened the door to cruelty. The same freedom extended to the movement of products was also interpreted and applied to humans, leading to a troubling rise in child abductions and the proliferation of exotic brothels. This grim reality didn't go unnoticed by Inej — and, consequently, by Kaz.
A letter from Inej reached Kaz's hands just a month ago. In the meantime, the crows, who had previously managed the taverns and tourists' finances, were now stationed at the city's entrances, keeping a vigilant eye out for potential slavers. It was a straightforward task: watch people through the cracks in the city patrol loft, handle the work that the corrupt officials neglected, and, if suspicions arose, track their movements.
After that, the grimy details fell to Kaz's officers. That was the part I preferred not to know about, but I was content just imagining it.
Today, it was my turn to guard the entrance to Shu Han, northwest of the city. I sat alone on a dusty crate, peering through a crack in the attic window to keep watch over the alley. Wylan typically joined me during the early hours of the night, but today he had been given special leave to celebrate Jesper's birthday.
With a groan and the gurgling of oxen and two men, the cart — now half-empty after the merchants had collected their belongings — finally got unstuck and trundled onward into the city. I looked beyond the city gates and saw nothing but two patrol officers lounging under a street lamp, smoking cigarettes and chatting idly. Beyond them, the road stretched out, dark and empty.
With a sigh, I stretched and stood up from the crate, my eyes burning from hours of distant observation. The Stadwatch loft, once housing for patrol rookies before they were relocated to a building in the Exchange, was a spacious, open area with no partitions. It was filled with neatly arranged beds and small dressers, two desks, and a stack of old paperwork in the corner. The small, dusty windows were perfect for monitoring the street but couldn’t be opened, leaving the room with a stale smell. On the plus side, the thick walls kept the sounds from travelling outside — Wylan even used to play music when he was bored.
Even with the street empty and no sign of new arrivals at the gates of Ketterdam, I had to stick to my watch schedule until the next guard relieved me in four hours. It was while sitting at one of the desks, feet propped up and munching on a sandwich, that Kaz found me.
Despite the cane, the boots, the wooden floor, and the guards outside, I didn't hear him coming. One moment the loft door was closed, and the next, there was Kaz, his dark coat gleaming in a patch of light from the night dew. His stoic expression scanned the room with interest, his lips pursed as he took in the musty smell.
“Good evening, boss” I said, shifting in the chair and setting the sandwich aside. “Come to check on the poor soul stuck here?”
“No, I’m just joining them,” he replied, lowering his voice as he walked over and sat on my abandoned crate. “Clive can’t make it today — caught a nasty cold and can’t stop sneezing. I’ll keep watch with you.”
“Then enjoy; it’s your turn to stare at the vast nothingness,” I murmured, returning to my sandwich with a smirk. Kaz, always busy and never idle, had come personally to take on a task that involved doing absolutely nothing. And above all, spend a considerable amount of time in my company. Someone he had been avoiding like the plague for the past few weeks.
That would be funny.
As anticipated, five minutes later, the complete silence was broken by his first sigh of boredom. Seven minutes after that, he began rummaging through some of the old paperwork.
When the dust started to rise, I decided it was time to stop. I didn’t want to end up competing with Clive and his sneezing.
“So, have you decided whether it really happened, or are you going to keep avoiding it?” I asked, my eyes fixed on him. Though he had his back to me, I saw him stiffen as he grasped the weight of my question. “You’ve been avoiding me for weeks, you even stationed me here at this end of the world, so far from everyone that Wylan felt sorry enough to keep me company.”
“I didn’t mean to put you here; it’s part of your job—”
“Don’t even start, Kaz. You know exactly what you’re doing. You felt guilty and decided to handle your problems—me—by shoving them into a dusty, forgotten corner so you don’t have to face them.”
Kaz, still with his back turned and hiding his emotions as he always does when cornered, remained silent. The weight of the truth settled in the attic, spreading through the shadows.
Over the past few weeks, as I spent hours watching the city, I replayed our past interactions in my mind and planned what I would say to Kaz when I finally saw him.
I fantasized about him offering a gentlemanly apology, imagining him walking through the door, confessing some naïve and heartfelt sentiments, and making promises. But once I accepted that it was all just a fantasy, my frustration grew. Clive, my watch partner, sometimes found me with angry tears streaming down my face. He’d ask what was wrong, but what could I tell him? That his boss was a smug asshole who was indifferent to other people’s feelings?
And that this same smug asshole was in front of me and still didn't say anything?
“It’s not my fault that you love Inej. It’s not my fault you’re hung up on someone who hasn’t been around for seven years. And it’s definitely not my fault that I love you more than you even like me,” I said, my voice cracking, the weight of my emotions evident as tears threatened to spill.
I stood up from my chair and grabbed my coat. “If you want to live like this, fine. But don’t pretend like nothing happened… because it did.”
Kaz sighed, slowly turning to face me. His expression was almost tortured, his eyes bright and warm.
I waited, but no words came from him. It wasn't necessary, not when in three quick steps he was in front of me, with his hands adorning my face, with his lips on mine, demanding a desolate kiss.
His tongue slid across my lips, which, with my surprise, parted in a breathless sigh, allowing him to greedily suck my tongue and massage it with his own. I was too stunned to react, surrendering any control over my body as I followed his lead. His hands moved persistently from my face to my waist, drawing me closer until our bodies pressed together.
Noticing my lack of reaction—or perhaps sensing my need to breathe—Kaz pulled his face slightly away from mine. He placed gentle kisses on my flushed cheeks and trailed them halfway down my chin. “You are the stupidest person in the world for not realizing that if there was a lack of words on my part, it was because I couldn't explain how much I want you”
“You’re the stupidest person in the world for not realizing that if I was at a loss for words, it was because I couldn’t find a way to express how much I want you,” he said, his eyes finally meeting mine. “If there was any ghost from the past, you’ve exorcised it. Any teenage feelings are nothing compared to what you make me feel. Don’t you understand? You didn't realize any of this when, that night, I was more yours than I ever was mine?”
His eyes were clear and filled with truth—the same eyes I gradually fell in love with over the years. One night, driven by youthful impulse and drink, I boldly declared my feelings to Kaz with a kiss. That kiss led to a messy night in his room, only for me to wake up alone and to live with his indifference. Or that's what I thought.
"That doesn't make any sense. Nina told me you're still-" my thoughts didn't align.
“And what does Nina know about my feelings? What does she know about all the times I think about you? I’m sorry; I didn’t know what to do that day. I was an asshole, irresponsible, a coward—any term you want to use. But I don’t deny that I do love you, and it’s much more than you love me.”
Kaz’s voice was assertive, as if he were stating an undeniable truth. He loved me. He’d made a mistake out of fear. I was scared too, but nothing compared to the fear that gripped me when he admitted, in so many words, that he loved me.
His lips found mine again, this time demanding much more. His hands moved to pull my body even closer, fingers reaching for the ties of my vest and moving up to my breasts, squeezing them as he guided me towards one of the beds.
My heart raced and my body was covered in goosebumps.
“Kaz, please,” I murmured, trying to pull him closer. I didn't even know what I was begging for, I just wanted more.
It felt so good to have him there, feeling the heat of his body, his weight pressing down on me, and his lips trailing kisses across my chest. Pulling my shirt aside, his lips find my nipple, pebbled by his fingers.
It was all so different from last time, that we were scared enough to take off our clothes, just finding pleasure through our hands.
Now, Kaz suddenly stopped. His eyes marveling at my bare breasts. And I marveled at him. With his swollen lips, heavy breathing, which made his chest rise and fall quickly. With his body pressed against mine, hips unconsciously rubbing against mine in search of relief.
Finding some independence, my hands pushed him until Kaz was kneeling over me. That way, I completely removed my blouse, and when I heard a sigh coming from him, I smiled. "Beautiful" he whispered.
My hands then went towards his vest, agilely undoing it and throwing it onto one of the dressers. The black, long-sleeved shirt remained on his body.
I knew enough about Kaz to see his limits. Clothes were his limit. But not mine.
Gathering up some courage, I hugged Kaz and in a kiss, pulled him on top of me again, and when we were lying down, I rolled on top of him.
"I want to try something." I whispered in his ear, my hand trailing down his body, caressing his abdomen and trailing down to his groin.
There, I found the bulge of his dick, and when I stroked it again I got a deep breath from him. "Yes, do whatever you want," Kaz replied, already too lost in his desires.
I got up quickly, Kaz was surprised and looked at me questioningly. Then he understood when I started pulling my pants down, removing my boots too. I laughed a little when I lost my balance while removing one of my shoes and fell with my face on Kaz's abdomen, too close to his crotch.
Taking advantage of the moment, I planted a playful kiss on Kaz's face and went down to the end of the bed to remove his boots.
He was in a good mood and trying to contain himself from laughing. His face was red, his hair was messy and he had an anxious expression.
"There, done. I hope you don't mind the socks" I said pointing to my mismatched socks with a smile on my face.
"I couldn't care less," he replied, hands resting on my waist as I straddled him. "But I care about one thing..." she spoke, her fingers lightly tugging at the hem of my panties.
"Worry about this little thing?" I asked, adjusting myself into a better, much more comfortable position, one that was on...
"I'm a petty man" He sighed, his eyebrows furrowing and betraying his pleasure. I moved a little, enough to make him abandon any kind of argument he was making.
His fingers found space between the hem of my panties, lightly caressing the crease between my leg. But not there, not where I wanted most, where I needed it. Just close.
Truly, a petty man.
Kaz's vibrant blue eyes were completely dilated as I began rubbing myself over his cock. Trying to find some pleasurable point, my panties were wet over the seam of his pants.
His other hand, not needed to guide me, moved up towards my nipple, squeezing it painfully, only to be tamed by his warm tongue. Now, the two of us sitting, me straddling him and Kaz sucking my tits, were like two teenagers in heat.
"I can't," I said, almost crying. My face hidden in his hair, my hands gripping his shoulders.
Then Kaz mercifully slid his fingers over my core. Not inside, where I wanted most, where my walls squeezed with emptiness. "Please, Kaz." I whispered in his ear, seeking his lips for a sloppy kiss.
As we kissed, as I sucked his tongue and kneaded his shirt, Kaz's hands went down to his pants, undoing the button and zipper, trying to pull them down. Realizing this, I helped him, putting my hand in his pants and freeing his dick.
It was wet with cum, it was big and it stood completely hard. It was as pink as Kaz's swollen lips, and all I could think about was how good it would taste in my mouth.
But I didn't have time for that. I felt like I was going to cum just from rubbing against Kaz. And he also felt the same way, as he quickly pulled my panties to the side and I guided the head of his cock towards my clitoris, rubbing it lightly, enough to make everything wet with my desire and his.
Kaz groaned throatily. Laying down on the bed and watching me as I slid down his cock, my folds wetting him all over and my white panties were almost transparent.
Unable to hold it any longer, I stood up and pushed his cock into my pussy. Feeling myself open up as he slid in, all the way to the base. Allowing myself to stand still for a moment, with goosebumps rising through my body, a painful moan escaped my lips in unison with Kaz's.
Me, stark naked and Kaz completely clothed. My hands found support on his chest as I slowly moved up and down his dick, finding a good rhythm for both of us. Kaz's eyes met mine, and that way, as he filled me and rolled his hips to meet my pussy mid-motion.
His mouth, swollen from all the kisses, was open, panting. His cheeks were pink, his forehead was sweaty and his hair stuck to it. Kaz was a beautiful sight.
With his eyes locked on mine, Kaz's hands went to my ass, helping me with the rhythm. Making me slide on it instead of going up and down. This way, my clitoris rubbed against the base of his dick, finding the perfect friction in the movement.
"Good?" he asked as I closed my eyes and groaned. "Perfect" I replied with a drunken smile.
"Open your mouth" I order Kaz, with a tone very similar to the one he used in meetings with the Dregs.
I opened it, my eyes still closed. I felt Kaz sit down, his chest against mine, my sensitive nipples against his shirt. Kaz, stuck a thumb in my mouth, gently touching my tongue and massaging it.
Instinctively I closed my mouth over his finger and sucked. Kaz put his face to mine and moaned. I thought I was going to keep that substitute for his cock in my mouth, but Kaz removed his finger and replaced it with his tongue.
His thumb, coated with saliva, trailed down to our junction. His dick filled me very well, but the need for more arose from the moment Kaz started massaging my pussy. I thought it couldn't get any better.
It was instinctive, as I had never experienced any of that rationally before. I moaned into his kiss and hugged him, trying to get closer, rubbing myself even more, trying to find relief from that sweet torment.
Kaz also felt the same, his dick moved inside me, trying to go deeper. I felt our sweaty bodies clinging to each other and Kaz's moans, not at all shy, made me shudder.
It was like we were boiling, feeling something tighten in my groin, feeling the need to have something faster, stronger, bigger, inside me. Until, when Kaz hugged me, his nails scratching my sweaty back, his other hand squeezing my ass and his hips pushing deeper into me, I felt like I was going to come apart.
Breaking our kiss for a gasp, I came, my face still placed on his, I felt tears running down his face. I felt, moments later, as my walls squeezed his cock and my body trembled, his hot cum filled me and then slowly slid out, even though he still had his cock stuck inside me.
Kaz then slowly lay down, taking me with him. Our chests rising and falling in search of air. Exhaustion taking over us and happiness bubbling up through our bodies.
We were still united, there was no need for us to separate now. So I adjusted myself to a more comfortable position, and looked at him. The tears were Kaz's, who was so overcome with pleasure that he didn't even notice he had cried. I kissed his face, chin and his lips.
Kaz's hands slowly caressed my body: my back, my arms, my hair, until finally he rested on my ass, playing with the hem of my panties.
We had nothing to talk about when, later, we separated enough to settle into a tired embrace and fall asleep. Kaz still in his clothes and without any criticism regarding my socks and panties.
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dejwrldarchived · 1 year ago
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⤷‧₊˚ driver roll up the partition, please.
┊ •° ੈ ⋆° ┊ warning readers discretion is advised — female reader, written with black reader in mind, established relationship between reader and shiu kong (engaged), gangster!shiu, fingering, usage of spit, praise kink (good girl), pet names (doll,sweetie), exhibitionism (kinda), mentions of illegal activities, mentions of reader being a wedding planner, reader calls shiu by his firt name once, mentions of other jjk characters (mainly toji), not proofread at all sorry, standalone one shot for debt, | mdni, other creations
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The two of you have been so busy that even your shared expensive loft apartment felt as if it was brand new and no one lived there. On some nights, the two of you had no energy left in your tank to do anything but crash in bed, wake up and repeat the previous day's routine. Shiu doing whatever illegal activity he had on his agenda. Then you probably planning a wedding that wasn't yours. You were planning a wedding between some lawyer's daughter and this actor. Granted, the demands the couple wanted were a bit much (requesting gold silverware for guests to eat with)—the check looked wonderfully in your bank account. So, your own planning for your wedding was put on the back burner until further notice.
This date night though, you were grateful for. You missed the quality time with your fiancé. You missed him coming inside your office with lunch and you two ate together until work tugged you out of that romantic bubble. You missed him picking you up instead of one of the many private drivers that worked under him. Obviously, you missed the lingering touches of his hands touched by sin caressing random parts of your body. From the small of your back to your feet when they were prompted in his lap after a long day of dealing with bridezillas.
"I have reservations at that restaurant you always wanted to go to." Shiu comments to break you out of the sudden trace of your own thoughts.
"How? They're booked for the rest of the year. Not even one of my clients could get a reservation for her engagement dinner." You broke your gaze from looking out the tinted windows of the car you were in to catch Shiu's reaction.
His lips curve into a smirk before sinking further into the leather seats behind his body. "Doll, you know I have connections. Perhaps the owner owes me a flavor or something." His lips curve into a smile that you couldn't quite read.
Your eyes playfully roll at him before speaking, "If I find out that restaurant is just there to clean dirty money for you, I'm going to kick your ass."
His arm snakes around your body—completely displaying his love language of physical touch. His fingers tap at plush thighs in the rhythm of the song that hummed out the car's speaker. You couldn't believe how much of a charm, the man had on. Simply putting his arm around your waist to bring you closer to him in the back of this car caused goosebumps to flutter upon your brown skin. And he knew this. You could sense his smirk as you glanced ahead humming along to the song on the radio.
Your tongue ghosts over your lips before you feel Shiu lean over to kiss your neck. The scent of his Sauvage Dior cologne swirled up your nostrils causing you to feel intoxicated for him. Your thighs clasp together tightly in the heat of the moment before you nudge him away lightly due to the driver having a clear view of the two of you.
"Kong Si-woo, don't start it!" You warned while shooting him a look.
"He's not paying attention to us—" His words were cut off as the partition of the car was rolled up as if Shiu gave him a cue to do that.
"See, doll. He doesn't care." Shiu's voice comes off as a childish whine before he's back kissing your neck. You even can hear him inhale sharply taking in the scent of your expensive flowery perfume that he adored.
His hand reaches in between your thighs to spread them apart. Now it was you who was inhaling sharply to anticipate what was to come. Your teeth nibble on your lower lip muffling a moan when you felt his fingers rub you through the black thong you wore.
Through the sheer fabric of the Versace dress you wore, your nipples hardened at the feeling of Shiu's hands rubbing your pussy through your panties. Your hips roll just a bit to feel a bit more friction, but a little desperate enough for it to be like you're riding his hand.
With your panties pushed to the side and your leg propped on Shiu's thigh to give him more excess to your pussy. Even though he already knew how wet you were, he brings his index and middle up to his mouth coating it with his saliva.
The pad of his fingers rubs at your clit and instantly sends a shock upon your body causing your legs to clasp shut. Shiu kisses his teeth before prying your thighs back off.
"Come on beautiful, you're soaked and eager for just my fingers." He peppers your jawline and neck with kisses before he tries again to fulfill his need for you—even if that is simply wanting you to cum on his hand.
His fingers rub at your wet folds before his index and middle finger sinks themselves inside you. His fingers immediately curl inside you tapping at that spot that causes your toes to bend in the expensive high heels you wore for the evening. Your body arches off the leather seats and your mouth gasps apart to let out a moan. Like a little sinner, your thighs spread apart further because you wanted more—you craved more.
You knew your Shiu was smirking at your actions before he gave you exactly what you wanted. That's the thing you loved about Shiu. You were pretty sure that he got more off at the thought and actions of you being pleased than actually ensuring he get a nut.
With his fingers knuckles deep inside of your pussy that was causing a mess on the black leather interior of the car, he removes his fingers just in time to see you let out a long drag of his name. His fingers rub at your clit in a slow circular motion to tease you because he adores seeing tears of satisfaction pool upon your lash line and the only thing you can call out is his name.
"Shiu, I'm going to—" Your voice cracks in desperation.
But he knew where this was heading. He knew your body so well that he knew you were unraveling like a fresh pack of yarn. Shiu inserts his fingers again, this time it's three and the pace is much quicker. The sound of his hand slapping against your scorching skin echoed upon the back of the car and drowned the sound of the music.
"Shit." You cursed closing your eyes tight in anticipation of your orgasm. You felt like you were on a rollercoaster and just any second as you were sitting at the top, it would drop down quickly.
"Look at me lovely," Shiu says and you couldn't look at him.
You felt so embarrassed as you were almost cumming on his fingers. The majority of the blood in your face felt like it rushed to your cheeks to make them feel so hot. Your eyes were blurred with tears of pleasure that decorated your lash line like the expensive lash extension set you just got done. Your body felt like it would explode any second and if you looked at Shiu's handsome face—oh boy were going to be a cumming mess in the backseat of this car.
Shiu's finger moves your face to look at him and you fall in love again. As the explosive feeling of your orgasm crashed into you like a reckless car accident, the look that Shiu gave you—you've seen it so many times. When you first met at Nanami's engagement party some months ago—once again you were working that day, but he still made it his mission to leave with your number. The same look when you went on your first date. The same look when you made love for the first time as if you two were the only ones on the planet. When he got on one knee in the middle of your office after a late night of work and sharing many takeout entrees. This look was engraved in the back of your mind because you were so in love.
"That's it, let it all out." His soaked fingers remove themselves from your pulsing cunt to rub at your clit steadily to get you through your orgasm. "That's my girl. Good girl."
Your body vibrates against him while you whimper out his name repeatedly like a sweet tune. Your chest heaves upward and downward as you were trying to tug yourself down the floating cloud your body was on. Shiu places a kiss on the side of your temple before he's searching for napkins to clean up the mess that you made in the backseat.
"Joon, could you just take us home for the evening. My lovely fiancé here suddenly got very tired." Shiu said after pressing the button for the partition to be put down.
"You're going have to ask for another favor from that restaurant owner for another reservation," You pointed out while fixing your underwear and dress.
"Sweetie, I'll do anything to ensure you're happy. Even if that means going to that fuckin' restaurant." He flashes you a smile that you can't help but return.
You truly did love this man.
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cityof2morrow · 2 months ago
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CDK: Company Expo Set (Mesh + Recolor Pack)
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Published: 9-14-2024 | Updated: N/A SUMMARY Cubic Dynamics by John B. Cube and Marcel Dusims forged the future with furnishings that were minimalist in design and maximalist in erudite pretension. Generations later, the company continues to produce edge-of-cutting-edge designs. Use the Cubic Dynamics Kitbash (Simmons, 2023-2024) collection to set up corporate, exposition, and office environments. Envisioned as an add-on to the Cubic Dynamics set (EA/Maxis, archived at GOS), it features minimalist and retro-futuristic objects. Find more CC on this site under the #co2cdkseries tag. Read the Backstory and ‘Dev Notes’ HERE. The COMPANY EXPOSITION SET includes 20+ items to create a conference/event space for your businesses and corporations. This set doubles as the main MESH PACK for all items in the CDK series.
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DETAILS All EPs/SPs. §See Catalog for Pricing | See Buy/Build Mode All files with “MESH” in their name REQUIRED for textures/models to display correctly in-game. Recolors are linked to the Booth Partition (vertical woods, metal), Booth Table (horizontal woods, colors), Booth Wall in marble (256x256 Mm marble), Floor Sign 1 (256x512 vertical images), Painting 001 (256x512 images), Painting 004 (1024x512 images), Pinboard (256x512 pinfabric), Pinboard Poster (512x512 horizontal images), Planter 001 (256x512 paneling/pouf). Objects in Sims 2 are limited to two recolorable parts, so not all items are recolorable in the same way. Several objects in this series are oversized/offset. You may need to shift an object upwards once to level it, and you may need “move objects” and “grid on/off” cheats to place them to your liking. When placing partitions/floating shelves and tables/desks/counters on the same tile, place the partition/shelves first. I recommend using this set with Object Freedom 1.02 (Fway, 2023), which includes Numenor’s fix for OFB shelves (2006), for easier use overall. ITEMS Banner Signs (Regular/Table) (380 poly) Booth Partition (405 poly) Booth Sign Small/Large (124-128 poly) Booth Table (572 poly) Booth Wall (44 poly) Down Low Exhibition Table (116 poly) Floor Signs 001-005 (364-794 poly) Expo Leather Gallery Chair (1079 poly) Pinboard (112 poly) Pinboard Poster (12 poly) Planters 001-002 (178 poly) Stall Small/Large (429-434 poly) Wall Sign  (92 poly) DOWNLOAD (choose one) MESH PACK from SFS | from MEGA RECOLOR PACK from SFS | from MEGA COLLECTION FILE from SFS | from MEGA *collection file last updated: 9-30-2024
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COMPATIBILITY AVOID DUPLICATES: The #co2cdkseries includes edited versions – replacements - for items in the following CC sets: 4ESF (office 3, other 1/artroom, other 2/build), All4Sims/MaleorderBride (miskatonic library, office, postmodern office), CycloneSue (never ending/privacy windows), derMarcel (inx office), Katy76/PC-Sims (bank/cash point, court/law school sets, sim cola machine), Marilu (immobilien office), Murano (ador office), Olemantinker, Reflex Sims (giacondo office), Retail Sims/HChangeri (simEx, sps store), Simgedoehns/Tolli (focus kitchen, loft office, modus office), ShinySims (modern windows), SH (reverie office, step boxes/shelving), Spaik (sintesi study), Stylist Sims (offices 1,2, & 3, Toronto set), Tiggy027 (wall window frames 1-10), Wall Sims (holly architecture, Ibiza). *The goal is to link the objects to the recolors/new functions in the #co2cdkseries without re-inventing the wheel! Credit to the original creators.
CREDITS Thanks: ChocolateCitySim, HugeLunatic, Klaartje, Ocelotekatl, Whoward69, LoganSimmingWolf, Gayars, Ch4rmsing, Ranabluu, Gummilutt, Crisps&Kerosene, LordCrumps, PineappleForest. Sources: Any Color You Like (CuriousB, 2010), Beyno (Korn via BBFonts), EA/Maxis, Offuturistic Infographic (Freepik), FlatIcon, Dreamstime, Starline via Free Vector, Cube3d. SEE CREDITS (ALT)
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justmeinadaze · 3 months ago
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Little Girl Gone Part 8 (Steddie X You)
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A/N: Enjoy this final chapter. I have a couple more ideas I can write out later down the line but :)
Enjoy!
Warnings: Dom Officer Steve Harrington/Gangster Eddie Munson & Doctor Sub Fem Reader, SMUT, overstimulation (slight), DP, use of "Yellow" stop light system (nothing dramatic; just the reader feeling like Steve isn't present), FLUFF, they all love each other <3
ANGST, if you read the last chapter you know what to prepare for, Steve is undercover with Allen's side of the Munson gang, Eddie does punch someone and Steve shoots someone, Mentions of reader worried about both boys (Eddie is losing people he thought he could trust and Steve struggles with his dark persona).
There is standoff near the end and someone gets hurt. Allen is a dick and constantly takes about his hatred for his son.
Word Count: 5656
Series here/ Donate to Me <3
“Ok, um, so what do you think? Does it look real?”, you ask as you step out of the bathroom in Eddie’s loft. 
Being a doctor, you knew what a knife wound would look like but you didn’t exactly have the toolkit to make it look too real. Steve glanced your way as he finished pouring the fake blood Wayne got for them online on the floor in the living room. 
“It, um, looks good. Almost too real.”
Softly smiling, you cup his face in your hands and kiss the officer’s lips.
“Hopefully the polaroid aesthetic will help sell more of the illusion so he won’t look too deeply at the image. Also…he’s a cocky idiot so…”, Eddie sighs as he comes over to kiss your forehead. “Alright, baby, lay down.”
Guiding you to the floor, you position your body as best you can with Steve, seeing many dead bodies himself, comes in to assist.
“Ok, honey, turn your head just like that and, um, keep your eyes open but kinda off…don’t focus on anything…there you go.”
As soon as he steps out of the way, Eddie takes a few pictures quickly before showing them to his boyfriend. 
“Yeah, that will be good.”
“Are you both sure you want to do this? I hate that you’re risking your lives for me.”
“No, baby. We’re risking our lives for each other so we can be happy.”, you gently smile as you rise to your feet and kiss his cheek. 
***
Steve stands off to the side with his arms folded as he listens to one of Allen’s subordinates nervously explain that more of his men had been killed by his son.
“I-I-It seems, Mr. Munson, sir, that he found Dr. Simon and got him to turn over the addresses of the m-men, sir, that he had helped take care of on our team.”
Allen chuckles before angerly slamming his fist against the glass partition between them. 
“Should have killed that little shit when I had the chance. Alright, thank you, Stuart. Let me talk to Steve here and then he’ll give you a ride back home so we know you got their safe.
After the man collects his things and runs out of the room, the officer takes his place with an annoyed glare painting his face. 
“Seems Eddie has gotten bolder.”
“Aren’t you his best fucking friend!? Advise him to stop.”
“Or what? You’re the reason Y/N is dead and now he feels like he has nothing to lose.”
“No, Y/N, is dead because she fell in love with my son. If she had chosen you or literally anyone else she’d still be here today. Fuck!”
“What do we do? Are you going to try and send another idiot after him?”
“Maybe…I do know this one hitman. He’s expensive but worth it if he can take that little fucker out.”
“What about Wayne?”
“What about Wayne?”, Allen asked with a sneer as if the name left a bad taste in his mouth. 
“If you kill Ed, he’s not going to stop until he’s made sure you pay for it.”
“I’m not afraid of Wayne Munson. If he wants to do something about it he can but I can’t have Edward continue what he’s doing.”, the criminal sighs before gesturing towards the man who had left. “Kill Stuart and then go back to my son’s place. Keep an eye on him and when I have something I’ll let you know.”
After nodding, he starts to leave before abruptly feeling someone at his side. 
“Can I help you, Mason?”, Steve growls hoping to intimidate him enough to make the guard go away. 
“I’m supposed to come with you. Allen wants me there just in case you need a hand.”
“I think I can handle one asshole.”
“Mhmm. You could barely handle a little girl, Harrington. I wonder why Y/N chose him over you. Personally, it’s because I think you’re twofaced.”
 “What the fuck does that mean?”
“I don’t think you’re as dirty as you want Allen to believe you are. I think you’re still on Eddie’s side.”
“If I was on his side, why would I kill Y/N?”
“Hm, that I haven’t figured out. I did find the death record and there have been no signs of her at her clinic—”
“Wow. Now I know why you became a guard…because you’re so fucking smart.”, Steve rolls his eyes. 
“I’ll figure out what you’re up to, Steven. Sooner or later.”
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You figured you’d have gotten use to this by now; the sound of Eddie punching and torturing people to get more information. You’d been hiding for almost two weeks in his loft while he and Steve were doing their part in your plan. 
The gangster had made a good dent in his father’s crew, taking out many of his loyal followers. Lately it had gotten hard for him because with every other man that was bound to his chair, a person he believed to be a friend would follow. 
“You know, Randall, this would go a lot smoother if you just told me what I wanted to know.”, Eddie sighed as he inhaled a puff of the cigarette between his fingers.
“Aw…what’s the…matter, Munson? Exhausted?”, the man sassed. 
“Of this back and forth, yeah, especially since I trusted you. I helped you get your fucking house so you and your family would have a safe place to be.”
“See, that’s part of the problem. You were to trusting and lenient.”
“I’m realizing that.”, he growls as his hurt eyes glance towards where you were sitting on the staircase. You offer him a soft smile that he returns with a small flicker on his lips before his gaze hardens again and he punches the man across his face. “Now, I already know about Craig and Lina. I just need to know what they’re planning.”
At that moment, Eddie’s door burst open and slams shut as Steve flies through with anger radiating from him. 
“He’s planning to hire Corleone to kill you.”
“Oh shit.”, Randall laughs. “You’re fucking screwed.”
Without warning, the officer pulls his gun and fires a bullet into the man in the chair startling you and the gangster as you cover your ears. 
“Jesus Christ, Steven. Was that fucking necessary?”
“Did you hear what I fucking said?! We need to leave NOW.”
Taking his face in his palms, Eddie tries to calm him but Steve just pushes him haphazardly to the side and runs past you up the stairs. 
“Whose Corleone?”, you ask as you watch him throw a bag on the bed and start throwing some clothes inside.
“He’s a contract killer my dad uses while behind bars. My understanding is he’s been in relative retirement for a few of years.”, Eddie sighs. “He’s so good and kept well-hidden that the only people who know who he is are his victims who are dead.”
“Even you don’t know who he is?”
“No. I did try and research into it when I took over but I never found anything. The only commonality between victims were that they crossed my father while he was in jail. I assumed it was a friend but nothing ever materialized.”
Your eyebrows scrunch in thought as you absorb what he’s telling you. 
“What are you thinking, sweetheart?”
“Is Wayne free?”
“Um, I can message him and ask. What’s running through your mind—”
“It doesn’t matter.”, Steve scolds sharply. “Because we are leaving. Here Y/N, put your things in this bag here. Not a lot though so we can move quick.”
“Baby, we have a plan—”
“The plan is done, Y/N! I don’t think you understand how serious this is. Even my department hasn’t found anything on this person but all we do know is he has a 100% success rate. And, what, you’re just going to figure out who it is with a hunch and a phone call?! No ma’am. Allen is done to the point that he wants to take out Eddie AND Wayne.”
“Excuse me?”, the gangster growled. 
“Ok, let’s all just take a breath.”
Roughly, the officer pushed his palm against your chest and shoved you towards the nearby wall. 
“Y/N, I’m done arguing. I’m done pretending your dead and that I hate the man I love. I’m done killing people and I’m fucking done being questioned by EVERYONE around me. I’m. FUCKING. Done! I will not come home to you both actually dead on the fucking floor. I can’t…I can’t handle that.”, his voice cracks before shaking his head and hardening his stance once more.
“Now… grab your shit because we’re going.”
As he tries to turn around, you run forward and wrap your arms around his waist as you press your head into his chest. 
“We appreciate everything you’re doing, Steve. I can’t imagine how hard this has been for you both. You having to go into a headspace that isn’t you can be exhausting and I see how much it hurts Eddie with every ‘friend’ he loses. Even before I met you, Ed, I appreciated your ethics on the street than your father’s. Less people got hurt or worse… Sitting here day after day watching everything unfold… it seems like there were always two sides to that coin.”
That night you took care of them.
After Eddie and his team removed the body downstairs, you made a warm bath and massaged their shoulders as they calmly relayed the days information to each other. While making dinner, they both passed out in each other’s arms on the sofa reminding you of that first night they slept at your place. As quietly as possible, you made a call to Wayne who immediately got to work looking into your theory in regard to the hitman Allen was going to send. 
Once their bellies were full, they didn’t even wait for the table to be cleared before they were on you. You allowed them to use you as they maneuvered around the open downstairs area. Giving you time to catch your breath, you watched with heavy eyes from your spot on the floor as Steve placed Eddie beside you on his back and placed one of his legs over his shoulder as he guided his cock into the gangster beneath him. 
“F-Fuck, Steve.”
The officer didn’t waste a second, rolling his hips and pumping his length deep inside him. His humid breaths warmed Eddie’s face as he pressed his forehead against his own.
“God, baby, you’re so fucking deep.”, the long-haired boy whimpers as his palms run down the other man’s sides to his lower back. “I love you, Steve, so fucking much.”
“I love—mmm—I love you to.”
Chocolate eyes meet your own as Eddie turns his head and softly smiles. Your lips kiss his before gently trailing down his chin to his chest and along his tummy. With every scar you pass, you linger, giving it extra attention as you taste his skin. Allowing you space, Steve pushes up on his knees and watches you with lust fueled eyes as you tilt over one of Eddie’s legs to allow a long line of spit to drip onto his cock, lubricated him more as he thrusts his hips at a fast rhythm. The gangsters mewls turn to loud groans as your mouth wraps around his hard, leaking length and his fingers thread through your hair as your head starts to bob. 
 “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I can’t… m’gonna fucking cum.”
Your eyes squeeze shut as you practice what they taught you as you allow Eddie to hold you still and your throat constricts around him. While his release spills down your throat, Steve grunts above you and you feel his body sputter as he cums. 
“Goddamn, I need…I need a second.”, Eddie pants. 
Without even pausing or taking a moment to collect himself, Steve crawled over his partner and roughly gripped your thighs in his hands as he opened your legs wide. 
“S-Steve, baby, you just came.”, you giggle. “You’re not even fully hard. Take a break.”
Shaking his head, he spit into his palm and stroked himself as his eyes remained focused on your naked form. 
“Don’t need one.”
“Steve…” Ignoring your worried tone, he placed himself on top of you and his eyebrows furrowed as he grinded his cock between your dripping lips. “Steve, wait. Steve…YELLOW, STEVEN!”, you shouted when your normal pleas weren’t getting through. 
At the “slow down” trigger, he froze in place as Eddie rolled to face you both to make sure everything was ok. 
“What’s going on, baby? Tell me.”, you coo.
As soon as everything stopped and he allowed his mind to move, his eyes became incredibly glassy as his bottom lip trembled. 
“I’m scared.”, he whispered. “I’ve been tough and an asshole my entire life but…I’ve never cared about anyone the way I care about you two… and I’m scared I’m going to lose you…or myself.”
Your lips tenderly kiss his as the gangster reaches over to pet the man’s head. 
“I’m so sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to scare you or hurt you—”
“No, no, Steve, you didn’t. We just need you here with us. We’re not going anywhere, right Eddie?”
“That’s right, sweetheart.”
Smirking, he kisses your lips and falls to your opposite side. 
“I think you’re right, sweetie. I think I need a break. Ed, why do you make her come undone.”
“You have to catch me first.”, you tease with a devious smile of your own as you turn around and run up the stairs. 
As soon as your feet touch the top floor, you’re lifted into the air by your waist by a strong, tattooed covered arm and you giggle as he playfully tosses you onto his bed. 
“You weren’t even trying were you?”, Eddie grins as his lips attach to your neck. 
“Nope.”
Biting your lip, you run your nails down his back as he picks up where his partner left off and subtly rolled his hips between your legs making you moan every time the tip of his cock grazed your clit. 
“Mmm—fuck—I love you, Eddie. E-Everything’s going to be ok. You don’t have to be scared either.”
As he tilts his head to kiss your forehead, Steve lays his body gently beside you both with his palm casually stroking himself as he watched your faces. 
“Are you ready for me, Y/N?”
“Y-Yes, baby, I’m ready.”
Clinging to his shoulders, his mouth fell open as he gradually slides his dick into your core. 
“Shit, you feel so fucking tight. I love you to, sweetheart. You’re always—fuck—always safe with us.”
As Eddie thrust his cock deeper into you at a steady rhythm, you listened as the man beside you tried to match his pace with his palm. 
“Fuck, I can feel you fucking clenching around me. Do…do you think you can take us b-both, pretty girl?”
After smiling down at you as you emphatically nodding, the gangster circles his arms around you and tilts you both onto your sides, lifting one of your legs higher up his hip. Steve grasped the meat of your cheeks in one of his hands and guided his length into your ass as your eyes rolled back in pleasure. As they pumped into you, they held you tightly in their embrace as they leaned over you to passionately kiss the others lips before finding purchase against your own. 
“I’m…harder, please. I’m gonna…”
Their fingertips dug into your skin, sure to leave bruises as they did what you asked. Your own digits tangled into Steve’s hair behind you as your other arm pulled Eddie into a tight hug as you screamed and groaned into his shoulder till they felt you cum between them. 
The gangster soon followed painting you walls before Steve did the same with a continuation of heavy pants against your skin.  
After hastily cleaning you and getting you into clean pajamas, they held you to them as you slowly began to drift. 
“We can still leave, sweetheart. We can follow Steve’s plan and run.”, Eddie whispered as he caressed your cheek with his fingers. 
“People still need you here.”
“If this whole experience has taught me anything, it’s that I need you both more than anything. I spent a lot of my life alone especially after my mom died. When I took over, I thought ‘I finally have a family.’ Not that I don’t appreciate, Wayne—”
“I know, baby. I know.”
“Do you remember that story I told about my dad catching me smoking one of his cigarettes? He said if I told the truth everything would be ok.” When you softly nod, he continues. “That’s how I feel right now with all this. I thought if I was honest and ran my business with respect instead of fear I’d be ok. Turns out I’m still getting my ass beat for being myself.”
“Eddie…”, you exhale sullenly as you pet his head and Steve’s arm slides over your hips pulling him closer. 
“But not with you two. You two are my family and like my Paladin said I don’t want anything to happen to either of you, princess.”
“I’m not afraid and I have a feeling tomorrow is going to go in our favor.”
On his bedside table, Eddie’s phone comes to life as his uncle’s display name flashes onto the screen.
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The building Steve had been pacing in for over 2hrs had long ago been abandoned which is why he assumed Mason and one of Allen’s other lackies were supposed to meet him here. He was growing impatient as he constantly checked his watch.
A black van suddenly sped around the corner, tires squealing as it came to a stop. 
“Geez, Harrington. You look pissed off.”, the prison guard sassed as he jumped out of the driver’s seat. 
“You were supposed to be here at 11.”, he grumbled. 
“Yeah, well, we had to stop by and pick up something.”
After opening the side door, the officer’s eyes widened as you were roughly pulled out of the vehicle with your hands tied behind your back. 
“Y/N!”
“Ah, ah.”, Mason tuts as he points his gun towards Steve. “You move like that again and she dies. It’s so funny because I was pretty sure you told us she was dead already.”, he sasses before shaking his head. “I knew you were a fucking liar. Now drop your gun and kick it over to me.”
After doing as he asked, the officer raised his hands in the air as he watched your eyes flick towards the van. When Allen stepped out, his jaw tightened as he straightened to his full height. 
“Interesting. You’re not surprised?”
“I’ve seen a lot as a cop in this town.”
“Hm.”, he sighed. “Where’s my son?”
“Let her go first and I’ll tell you.”
You jump at the sound of gunfire before seeing the officer grab his shoulder and fall to the ground. 
“Steve!”, you scream as you jerk forward before a rough hand pulls you back. 
“I’m done playing games. Now where is he?”
“I’m right here.”, Eddie bellows with his hands raised to show he’s unarmed. His anger fueled eyes assess the situation before him as he comes up to place himself beside his partner. 
“Well, you healed up nicely. That’s to be expected I guess when you’re fucking a doctor. I bet she’ll be able to get that piece of shit up and running in no time.”, Allen responds with sarcasm as he gestures towards Steve. “You let me down, son.”
“Story of my life. And I’m not your son. Wayne raised me.”
“Hm. Good to know. That will make this easier on me.” Roughly, he reaches for you and unties your binds before pushing you forward. “This is your last chance, Edward. Kill her and I’ll let you and your friend walk out of here.”
“Why? Why can’t you just leave us alone?”
“I have a sentimental weakness for my children and I spoil them…they talk when they should listen.” Eddie rolls his eyes as his father quotes The Godfather. “I guess there’s still some weak part of me like your mother that wants you to succeed and you can’t do that with her by your side. I became stronger after she died.”
“You became weaker, Allen. Mom kept you in check and helped hide a lot of the terrible things you did. She wasn’t even dead for whole year before you were arrested the first time. You thought you were an untouchable God but she reminded you that you were just a pathetic little man.”
Eddie’s father laughed under his breath, shaking his head before stepping forward and punching his son before tossing a gun on the ground beside him. 
“It has one round in it. Either you kill her or she kills you.”
“What?”, you ask with a shake to your voice as you try to help the gangster to his feet.
“Save your own life, Y/N, and kill him.”
“Fuck you!”
“If you don’t, I kill all three of you and be on my way. No matter what I win but at least with the outcomes I’m offering two of you can walk out of here.”
“How do I know that?”, Eddie asked as he spit some of the blood in his mouth towards his father. “How do we know she can trust you?”
“Eddie, no.”, you plead as you try to take his hand but he pushes you back.
“You don’t but no matter what I want you to believe that I can kill you, her, and that cop and not think twice about it.”
As they starred each other down, your brain went into overdrive as you continued to try and talk him out of this. 
“Eddie Munson, no! I can’t hurt you—”
“If you don’t then you’ll both die and I’m not allowing that. I told you, baby, you’re safe with me.”, he growls as he shoves the gun into your hand and takes a few steps back. “Please let them both leave here safely and you stay away from her. Tell this Corleone guy not to touch her or Wayne.”
“Oh don’t worry, son, I’ll make sure of it.”
At the term Eddie scrunches his nose before softening his eyes as he faces you again and stands up straighter. 
“I love you both so much and everything’s going to be ok, alright?”
“Eddie, please…”
“Y/N, I’m not fucking asking! Now you do what I say, little girl! Do you understand me!?”, he shouts as he opens his arms wide giving you an open shot to his chest. His eyelids suddenly flutter and you glance down to see Steve gripping the end of the gangster’s jeans. “My Paladin and my Princess…”, he chuckles as the tears begin to fall. “Remember… that first night when you saved our lives? It’s time to save yours, Y/N.”
“I love you.”, you whimper. 
As he gives you one final nod your way, you cock the gun and pull the trigger. 
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“Well, shit. I’m not going to lie, princess. I didn’t think you had it in you.”, Allen snickered as he stepped forward, stopping when you pointed the gun his way. 
“Don’t call me that, you FUCKING ASSHOLE!” The man’s head tilted to the side as his face hardened. “Are you happy?! You got what you wanted! Now what?!”
“Now I continue to run my gang exactly the way I have been without anyone in the fucking way. I’ll make an example of him so people know what happens when you cross me.”
“What about Corleone? You promised him Wayne and I would be safe.” 
As he takes another step forward, you point the weapon his way and without hesitation Allen grabs your wrist, bending it till it falls loudly to the ground. Shoving you against Steve’s cruiser, he leans in till his face is hovering above your own. 
“Stupid, little girl. I’m Corleone.”, he grins as your eyes widen. “Come on. No one would suspect it being me since I’m stuck in prison. Since I met Mason, he’s helped me get out when I need to so I only save that for emergencies. Plus, people tend to listen when there’s a boogyman they can’t identify. Now…”
You watch him with disgust as he bends down to grab the empty gun off the floor. 
“…I’m going to keep this as insurance. I imagine you and your little cop friend there won’t be making any more trouble for me but I have to be prepared.”
As the men turn and start to head back towards the van, sirens wail loudly as multiple police cars and SWAT members appear with guns trained on them screaming forcefully for them to get down. 
“Sorry, Allen. I had to make a little bit more trouble for you.”, you sass as he glares up at you. 
“Doesn’t fucking matter. Eddie’s gone and—”
As if on cue, Wayne pushes through the little crowd of officers to get to his nephew.
“Are you alright, son?”
“OOOOWW… that fucking hurt way more than I thought it would.”, Eddie groans as you both help him to his feet. Opening his jacket and tearing at the hole in his shirt, he reveals the bulletproof vest underneath that Steve had provided him with. “Are you ok, sweetheart? You did so good.”, he praised as he cupped your face and kissed your lips.
“Excuse me. Officer down here.”, Steve teased as he winced, taking Wayne’s hand and rising to his feet. Desperately wanting to smash your lips to his, you refrained as you hastily checked him over. 
“You’re going to need surgery but you should be ok, Officer Harrington.” 
“You’re still weak, Edward! No matter where I am people are loyal to me and will do exactly what I tell them!”, Allen shouted as they started to push him towards a vehicle. 
Eddie’s fury filled eyes glare his way as he takes his place in front of him. 
“You know, I think I only have one good memory with you growing up and that’s watching those Godfather movies. When you abandoned me with Wayne, I could rarely if ever bring myself to watch them again. That’s why I never made the connection but her…as soon as she heard the name she knew something was off. Your mistake was hubris. You were so selfish and cocky you named your alter ego after your favorite fucking character in your favorite fucking movie.”, the gangster shakes his head in disgust. “After that we figured you were such a showman that we knew you would ask either Steve or Y/N to kill me.”
Eddie’s voice lowered as he stepped towards his father so only he could hear him. 
“Now Mason shooting the man I’m in love with as well was completely unexpected but don’t worry…we’ll make his punishment fit the crime. I have some friends to on the inside, old man. Enjoy solitary. You won’t be making any commands for a long time.”
As his father tries to attack him, the officer’s pull him away and shove him into a SWAT van.
“Good job, Dr. Y/L/N. We’ll get the wire from Steve at the hospital after his debrief.”, Detective Hopper congratulates as he shakes your hand and then Eddie’s. “You know it was really stupid of you and him to set this up by yourselves.”
“Y/N and I knew my dad was up to something and since Officer Harrington has been building a case against the Munson crew I thought this would be a good win for him.”
“Mhmm…”, the detective nods as his eyes scan him up and down. “With your dad’s confession, we can put a lot of unsolved cases to rest including a few you were a prime suspect in.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t know why since I’m a businessman. I’m seriously surprised you’re a detective.”
Rolling his eyes, Hopper walks away from you two as you turn and beam up at the man you love. 
“Come on, let’s head to the hospital to get you looked at and once everyone leaves we can check on Steve.”, Eddie softly smiles as he pulls you to his side and kisses your forehead. 
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One Month Later
“Oh, oh I know, baby. I know it hurts but you’re doing so well.”, you praise as you help Steve with his physical therapy stretches.
“Jesus, that’s a lot harder than I thought it would be.”, he huffed as his palm reaches up to massage his shoulder. 
“Some of the things you could normally do seamlessly may be a bit harder from now on but it could have been so much worse.”
As your eyes drift and the officer watches you fall into the memory of that night, he softly smiles before lifting you in his arms and spinning you around before placing a tender kiss on your lips. 
“Hey, I can still sweep you off your feet so that’s all I care about.” After giggling at his antics, you turn around to grab his chart you had brought home with you from the clinic and began making some notes within. “When do you think I can go back out into the field?”
“At this rate, maybe a couple of weeks. Did they finish their investigation already?”
“Yeah. To be fair, the captain was more excited we were able to catch ‘Corleone’ to look too deeply into my connection with Eddie. He pretty much accepted the narrative that you and he came to me with information so I went undercover those two weeks. Hopper wasn’t happy but…”, he shrugs.
The loft door as Eddie comes through with a wide smile you hadn’t seen on him in so long. 
“Princess.”, he coos as he leans down to kiss your lips. “Paladin…oh shit!”, the gangster shouts as Steve grabs his collar and tugs him onto the couch beside you both. 
“Have a good day?”
“Yes ma’am. My father wanted to make an example of me but turns out he made an example of himself. Other gangs in the area have distanced themselves including the Carvers but Jason seems to have more respect for me now.”
“So does his father. George put more of an investment into my clinic and offered to help me expand to a bigger building.”
“How odd…because I have a surprise for you, sweetheart.”
Your eyes narrow when both men exchange a knowing look. 
“You’ve already done enough for me.”
“Uh huh. Close your eyes.” He only gives you a split-second warning before lifting you off the sofa and heading towards the front door.
When he places you down again, your toes curl at the feeling of tile beneath your feet and after seeing you shiver, Eddie takes off his jacket and wraps it around your arms. 
“Ok, open ‘em.”
Your cautious hues land on them first in front of you before taking in the environment around you. It looked like your clinic but bigger and cleaner. 
“There’s an upstairs so I thought maybe that could be for your regulars like Kylie and Gareth. He swears by you now since you saved his life and all.”, Eddie chuckles nervously as he continues to try and gage your reaction. 
“Plus, you’d be right next Munson’s building so he can come and check on you…make sure you’re safe. Of course, I’m never that far so you can always just call and I’ll be right here.”
As Steve gestures out one of the nearby windows, you look outside to find you are just across the street. 
“You bought me a building?”
“We’d buy you the world if you let us.”, the gangster replied without hesitation causing a little hiccup to leave your lips as the tears started to fall. “Sweetheart, you not only saved our lives but you saved our careers. You put my father in solitary so now he’s away from everyone and can’t dictate or hurt anyone for a long, LONG time.”
“You helped us not only take down a notorious hidden hitman but you got Jason Carver under control. You think you only help people by being a doctor but, honey, you just saved half of Hawkins. That deserves to be rewarded… You deserve so much more but—”
You interrupt the officer mid-sentence as you tackle your body into his and hug him tightly to you. 
“Ow, ow. Ok, not fully together yet.”, Steve chuckles as he lightly tugs your hair to tilt your head and kiss your lips. 
As you turn to do the same with Eddie, he hisses as his face scrunches. 
“Sorry, baby. I just…I had one more surprise.” Lifting up his shirt, he displayed his chest that now had fresh saranwrap around the tattoo he had on his chest. You had seen it so many times, the symbol of his gang with Steve’s initials nestled within but now your initials were right next to his. “It only took like five minutes but damn does it hurt.”
“You say that every time you get a tattoo yet you get another.”, Steve laughs. 
“Fuck, yeah I do—”
Cupping his cheeks in your hands, you kiss him and his smiles against your lips. 
“I love you both. You didn’t have to do this.”
“We know but we kinda love you to so—ow.”, Eddie laughs playfully when you lightly punch his arm. “Do you like it?”
“I do. Thank you so much.”
“Of course, baby. Now, it’s fucking freezing in here, I don’t have a shirt and you don’t have shoes. Let’s head back to the apartment and make Munson make us some Italian food.”
“I’m not that kind of gangster!”, Eddie yells after you two, rolling his eyes as Steve lifts you into his arms and carries you towards the door. 
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My fascination with the way different people have wildly differing interpretations of how to convert a church still has plenty to see. Now, this 1868 church is like nothing we've every seen before. The variations are amazing. It's in Carlinville, Illinois, has 3bds, 3.5ba, and is an affordable $399K.
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The entrance hall could be beautiful.
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Look at the work they did on the ceiling, alone, in the main room. And, the original lights are still up. This is the Great Room and it has more than 10,000 metallic silver stars. (Who got up there and stuck those up?)
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They put up wall partitions. Good idea.
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They kept the original altar and moved it to the side of the room, making a fireplace out of it. They are having a moving sale and there is plenty of room in here for that.
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A pink dining room with original doorways and wainscoting, plus a tray ceiling.
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A glass wall and doors have a clear view of the great room.
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There are also approximately 30 chandeliers and fixtures.
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Check out the kitchen. Very high end cabinetry and a colorful backsplash.
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In this sitting room, an amazing piece was turned into a fireplace.
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Each of these beams have different faces carved faces on top. This looks pretty goth, doesn't it?
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The half bath has a beautiful sink.
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Choir loft stairs. The checkered floors are terrazzo.
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The choir loft is so pretty- look at the lacy details on the iron railing.
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The primary bedroom has a view of the great room and look at the architectural details.
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Room for exercise equipment outside a shower room. That's pretty neat.
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And, this bath is nice. Are you noticing the lighting fixtures?
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How cute. This bedroom is a few steps down.
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They're not kidding about the chandeliers.
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Bedroom #3.
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They didn't change the building's original structure so some of the baths are a bit awkward, but that's okay.
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Looks like they're not quite done with this loft.
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I suspect that all of these commercial tables and chairs came with the building. Can you imagine the parties you can have w/all of these? Shoot, I would even rent them out!
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8,233 sq ft lot. Looks like there's a nice vine-covered fence, too. The yard has potential.
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humblemooncat · 5 months ago
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Crystal (pt. 1)
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Sit back and kick your feet up a while, we have a lot of places to go through!
So much so, this will need a reblog with a part 2!
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@entropytea - Crystal, Balmung | Mist W13, P42
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This house's layout was stunning! Despite it being a small, the use of lofts and partitions made the space seem so much larger!
Not to mention, it's all very beautifully furnished! It looked like I was walking into a designer home! Also, very big fan of the gazebo leading into the house. What a clever use of it!
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Crystal, Balmung | Goblet W9, Sultana's Breath Wing 1 Apt 39
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The apartment was similarly gorgeous. The layout is beyond amazing, and really makes you feel like you're stepping into some sort of woodland hut that maybe you should not have. Cozy, but a little ominous at the same time!
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@cadrenebula - Crystal, Balmung | Goblet W21, P60
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He was trying to blend in with the flowers. Silly boy.
What a lovely FC hall! Very spacious, but at the same time very cozy!
I love all the facilities and how thoughtfully they cater to the company's residents. Even down to the little dressing room leading to the stage downstairs. Very cute.
I also had a toot around the rooms that were open, and I must say, there are a lot of pretty, creative rooms in there! Each one had its own distinct personality, and I loved looking through them all. <3
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@alannah-corvaine - Crystal, Balmung | Mist W17, P18
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All I have to say is wow
The interior of this house is so well-done, every nook and cranny is filled with decor that really brings the whole thing together! Along with the BGM, you'd think you were walking into an Ishgardian manor, not a seaside cottage!
Definitely worth a look if you're in the area! <3
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@wayward-hatchling - Crystal, Coeurl | Goblet W23, P13
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I was NOT expecting to be invited to an in-game pizzeria of all things! That said, it was VERY cute!!
It really does give off hometown pizzeria vibes, from the brick interior to the wrought iron-backed chairs. It's extremely charming, and I will definitely be coming back sometime.
But before I left, I had to give my husbuns a little dinner date. <3
HIGHLY recommend everyone to visit at some point! It's a very fun little place! And it even has an arcade!
Just mind the mascots. We've seen too many horror games to trust them...
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@disaster-husbun - Crystal, Goblin | Empyreum W26, P42
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First off, hello hello! Nice to see you as I rolled through! <3
You made such good use of the space and slots provided in a large! It's hard to do effectively without blocking off a good chunk of it, but it looks very nice! Spacious, but in a cozy way!
I loved how you decorated each space inside, though the warm, cozy study was my favorite.
My second favorite though, was the basement. The floral walls leading to the tables was very nice, and the walls would be a beautiful space to gpose if you need a patterned backdrop.
Overall, very beautiful home! I would highly recommend stopping in if you're in the area!
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@cadrenebula - Crystal, Goblin | Empyreum W25, P59
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Another cute FC hall!
I love the look of the cafe downstairs! It's bright and open while still feeling communal and cozy. I could see myself whiling away the time with a good book and a cup of tea down there.
Very clever with the bookshelf upstairs btw! It's a nice way to make the place cohesive while still giving everyone a little hideaway to their rooms!
Speaking of; both of the rooms are nice! The second room having only the bath is amusing, but I also totally get it. Sometimes you just need a hot bath and no thoughts. xD
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I only had time to get to so many today, unfortunately, but I plan on getting the rest of Crystal and Primal done tomorrow!
Thank you all for allowing me into your beautiful homes so far! I can't wait to visit the rest!
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tavvytime · 4 months ago
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A kinkley piss fic for @bothered-bewildered-bisexual because cloud made me weak with her own piss fics.
Enjoy, nasties🤤
Click here to read on AO3
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Buck's heart pounded in his ears, the fast bump-bump starting to settle as he gradually slowed the face of his jog. He'd been out for a while already, the sky lightening as the sun crept higher, summer heat building fast and leaving the air around him feeling muggy and hot before he was even half-way through his regular jogging route.
He'd already finished his water bottle twice over by the time he was walking through his cool down time back to his loft, the water starting to sit heavier as it worked through his system. He'd sweated a decent amount, but not nearly enough to make a difference to the amount of water he had drunk.
The closer Buck got to his apartment, the more aware he became of the ever-growing need, no longer distracted by keeping a steady pace as he jogged. It felt good, Buck felt good. The leftover adrenaline boosting his mood and energy now sparking to light up the lust starting to flicker low in his stomach.
Picking up his pace slightly as he slipped inside his apartment building, taking the stairs rather than the lift, Buck's mind kept drifting to the increasing strain on his bladder. His cheeks felt like they were on fire and Buck was momentarily grateful to the heatwave that currently gripped L.A. because no one would blink twice at his rosy skin and sweaty appearance, especially not when he was obviously combing back from a run.
Sliding his keys from his pocket, resisting the urge to give his cock a squeeze as he did, he quickly let himself into his loft. The door snicked closes and he turned the lock over before sagging back against the door, letting his head fall back with a soft groan. He tossed his keys in the direction of the bowl they usually sat in next to the entrance, the tinkling of the ceramic let him know his aim was true. His bottle he just let drop to the floor where it rolled off under the entrance table. He could fetch it later.
Buck's bladder throbbed and his dick was half chubbed already. He slipped his hand under the waistband of his shorts, curling his fingers around himself as his other hand drifted to press with barely-there pressure over his lower stomach.
He let himself stand there for a few moments, stroking over his shaft a couple times not even bothering to stop a moan from escaping him when he did, spreading the precum beading at the head with his thumb.
Eventually, he withdrew his hand and took a few careful breaths to calm down before straightening and stepping away from the door. With quick steps, he ventured upstairs, tugging off his shirt and shorts as he went and not sparing a glance to where they ended up. He toed off his running shoes and kicked them in the direction of his closet, yanking off his socks with a wrinkled nose as he got into the bathroom.
He was left in just his briefs, the tight grey material stretched over his half-hard cock, the desperate need to piss having stopped him from getting fully hard.
Buck turned towards the shower, the door-less walk-in shower that was one of his favourite parts of his loft, excluding the kitchen of course. The floor angled towards the shower, a single partition of glass next to the shower head. It offered absolutely no privacy from the rest of the room and looked fancy as fuck but Buck loved it. The water pressure was incredible and it was spacious, which left more than enough room for when Tommy joined him in it on occasion.
Just as he was about to slide his briefs off, Buck paused. Instead he turned to face the large mirror above the sink and countertop, relaxing the hold he had on his bladder for just a moment. He grunted a choked off moan, watching in the mirror's reflection as piss spurted from the head of his cock, the fabric of his briefs already damp from precum turning dark as urine streaked through it.
With a heaved breath, tempted to just let go there, Buck shut off the mournfully short stream. He shifted his hand, grasping himself and squeezing and stroking, feeling the warmth of his piss in the fabric. He yanked his hand away, stripping out of the boxers and leaving them on the floor before stepping into the shower.
He turned the water on, aiming the shower head towards the wall so he wasn't being sprayed directly, and resting a hand against the wall above the shower valve.
Buck dropped his head back, spreading his legs and shifting his hips. Now he could do what he'd wanted since he'd felt the need start niggling at him during his jog.
Rolling his head forward and taking himself in hand, he relaxed, pee already welling up again and spurting fast from the head of his cock. Aiming for the shower floor, he let go fully, the stream getting harder as it splashed off the tile. He moaned, watching his spray jet against the wall as he lifted his cock higher before he was pointing to stream straight up, letting his piss wash over chest and drip down his abs.
Buck’s mouth dropped open and he pushed harder, the stream reaching his chin as he stuck his tongue out and lapped at his own piss.
The stream sputtered off, cut off by his cock hardening fully at just the taste of himself on his tongue, at the knowledge of the filthy act he was taking so much pleasure in.
Fingers slippery from pee and slick pre, Buck closed his hand tighter around the hard flesh of his dick, pumping his fist hard and fast.
“That was fucking hot.”
Buck flailed, somehow stopping himself from slipping as his head whipped to the side. His heart was pounding in his chest, stomach muscles twitching from a mixture of desperation, both at the loss of touch against his cock and the leftover piss that still sat heavily in his bladder.
He gaped, staring at Tommy where he leaned with his arms crossed in the doorway to the bathroom.
“I– uh,” Buck stuttered, mortification and arousal swirling in his chest at the knowledge that his boyfriend had just seen him pissing in the shower and then fucking his fist when he got too turned on just at the taste of his own pee.
Tommy pushed off the door, stalking forward and Buck was helpless to the way his eyes roved over his boyfriend's form. His brain screeched to a halt at the site of the very obvious bulge in Tommy's shorts.
The man in question smirked, stopping just outside of the shower. The water was still running, spraying against the far wall where Buck had angled it. He absently slapped a hand against the valve, turning it off.
Drops of his piss still clung to the wall and floor in front of Buck, to his skin and his hands.
And Tommy was standing in front of him, eyes dark with hunger and his cock hard in his pants.
“What?” Buck croaked.
“I said,” Tommy pulled his shirt over his head, and dropping his shorts without ever looking away from him, “That was fucking hot.” He kicked the clothing away, stepping close until they were almost touching.
He trailed his fingertips from Buck's hip, dragging them through the drops of piss still littering his skin and goosebumps broke out behind his touch.
Buck shuddered, breath catching in his chest as Tommy flattened his hand, skimming his palm over his abs and up his chest. He curled his hand up over Buck's shoulder, grasping his neck and yanking him forward into a bruising kiss.
Buck moaned into it, hands automatically flying to hold into Tommy's hips as he stepped even closer.
The sound was swallowed up, muffled by Tommy licking into his mouth. His hips pressed hard into Buck, their cocks sliding together when he rutted forward.
Tommy pulled away and Buck swayed forward, trying to follow him, needing Tommy's lips back on his like he needed air to breathe.
The need was soothed slightly when Tommy didn't move away, instead tilting his head and kissing and licking down the line of Buck's jaw, pausing just below his ear. He nipped and sucked at the spot and Buck went almost boneless.
“Ahh, fuck.” He panted, tilting his head for Tommy to press kisses and suck marks along the line of his neck.
The older man groaned, wrenching his head away and turning them so fast it felt like Buck had blinked and he was pressed back against the cool tiles.
Against the same tiles he'd been pissing against just minutes before, his brain supplied.
His eyes were locked on Tommy's, their noses brushing and breath mingling. The lines of their bodies pressed tightly together.
It was delicious. The coolness of the tiles seeping into Buck's back, contrasting with the warmth of Tommy plastered against his front.
He tilted his chin up slightly, and traced the tip of his tongue over Tommy's lower lip teasingly before leaning back.
“So, uh. How long were you standing there?” He asked, only a hint of nerves lingering at the back of his mind, most of it being chased away by the burning tendrils of arousal flickering in his core. The reaction he'd gotten from his boyfriend had been pretty positive if he said so himself.
Tommy grinned at him, sharp and wicked. “Long enough. Watching you just letting go and pissing like that, the pleasure written all over your face?” his hand slid down Buck's body, holding his cock in a loose fist and stroking slowly.
“I almost came in my pants.” The words were murmured into his mouth, their lips barely brushing as Tommy spoke.
“And then when you pointed the stream up at yourself, and you fucking lapped it up, I couldn't stop myself. Shit, baby, I'd only dreamed of having this in common with you.”
Buck shuddered, moaned high in the back of his throat as Tommy's fingers tightened over his shaft, thumb digging into his piss slit.
“We're going to talk about this later, set any boundaries we need. But for now…” Tommy nipped at Buck's lip, grinding his cock into his hip.
“For now, we're having fun.”
His pace on Buck's cock turned punishing, his rutting getting faster.
“Fuck, Tommy. Please.” Buck panted, his head thudding into the tiles. It felt like he was on fire, hurtling towards an edge higher than he'd been at ever before.
“Please, what? Please make you cum? Tell me, baby,” his other hand moved from where it had been grasping at his hip, and he pressed over Buck's lower stomach, just resting there. “Do you still need to pee?”
He was almost there, he was so close. His head felt dizzy from Tommy's words, from his touch. From the combination of squeezes to his shaft, and fingers rubbing into his piss slit. The slick and stuttering grind of Tommy's dick against his hip, the man obviously hurtling towards his own orgasm.
“Yes!” He cried, chest heaving. “Both, all of it. Please, fuck, please. I'm still so full, I want to cum, I want to piss,” He lifted his head and captured Tommy's lips in his.
“I want you to cum all over me, I want you to piss, too. I want you to wash your cum away as you let go on me, I wanna feel you. I need it,” the words we're pushed out between kisses, spilling out in breathy, stuttered pauses.
Tommy nodded fervently, voice just as wrecked as Buck's. “Anything. Everything. I'll give it all to you– mmf!”
Buck cut him off, hand curling into Tommy's hair and crashing their mouths back together. Their tongues danced as they all but devoured each other.
The need for air still existed, much to both of their dismay, Buck pulling away and ducking his head nuzzling against Tommy's cheek drinking in the little grunts the other man let out as he chased his orgasm against Buck's hip. The rhythm of his hand on Buck's cock stuttered as he got closer and closer to the edge.
Buck dragged his tongue down the line of Tommy's neck, nipping at his collarbone before going back up and tugging at his earlobe with his teeth.
“Fuck!”
Tommy grabbed at Buck's hips with both hands as he cried out, palms sliding around to grab at his ass as he ground desperately forward and fell tumbling over the edge straight into his orgasm.
Cum spurted between them, landing in ropes over Buck's stomach before Tommy shifted slightly and the rest of it spilled directly onto Buck's cock, painting the hard flesh in burning pearlescent streaks.
Tommy stepped back, taking himself in hand with a small hiss and before Buck's brain had caught up with Tommy's intention, hot piss was jetting from the head of his boyfriend's cock.
It splashed over Buck's stomach, the pale golden stream mixing with pearly cum as it ran down his skin.
Buck keened, hand flying to his cock and fucking hard into his fist. His whole body shuddered when Tommy moved the stream, pissing directly over the head of Buck's dick where it passed through Buck's fist with each stroke.
Tommy moved a hand across the stream as it started slowing and then his fingers were in Buck's mouth. He could taste the lingering drops of pee, the saltiness not too strong, Tommy had obviously been drinking a lot of water, too.
It flooded his taste buds, sitting on the back of his tongue and Buck was done for.
His legs shook as he positively fell apart, waves of pleasure crashing over him, his orgasm feeling never-ending. If it wasn't for the wall at his back, he would have been on his knees. As it was, he wasn't far from sliding down the wall to his knees anyway.
His breath was caught in his chest from the intensity of it all, mouth open in a soundless moan, and then it was over.
He slumped, head falling forward into the crook of Tommy's neck as the older man pressed against him again, supporting him in the aftermath.
“Tommy.” He breathed, turning and pressing his forehead against the firm muscled shoulder.
“I need to pee.”
Tommy's hand flexed where they were holding Buck, and Buck felt his cock twitch against his hip, but it stayed soft much like Buck's own. Too soon after their orgasms.
“How do you want to do it, baby?”
“Like this,” Buck answered, lifting his head and letting his forehead rest against Tommy's. “Between us, just like this. I want to cover us both.”
Tommy groaned. “Shit, Evan. The things you do to me.”
He reached down and angled Buck's cock up between them and pressed forward even closer, sliding the hand away so Buck's shaft was held in place between their stomachs.
He wrapped himself around Buck and Buck melted into him. He let his body relax, humming at the way his bladder ached as he paid attention to it now.
With a shaky exhale, he let go. It started out weak, barely a stream as it welled up and leaked from his slit, dripping down his shaft.
Within seconds it was gushing from him, the warmth of it spreading between him and Tommy. Running in golden rivulets up their abs and chests.
Buck sighed, lifting his head and grinning at Tommy.
“I'm pissing on us and it feels so fucking good.”
The other man just grinned back, eyes sparkling. “I know. It's awesome.”
He stayed there, gaze locked on Tommy as his stream pattered off. He huffed slightly and Tommy laughed, nudging him as he reached out and turned the shower on, fixing the shower head so it was aimed over them.
“I know, baby. But let's get cleaned up so we can lay naked on the bed and, if you feel up to it, we can talk about it.”
“If we talk, can we play with this more later?” Buck asked slyly, ducking under the spray with Tommy.
“It's a good thing we have the whole of today and tomorrow off.”
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leibal · 8 months ago
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1902 is a minimalist loft located in Brussels, Belgium, designed by POESENVANHIEL architects. The architects introduced a glass partition with sliding doors aligned with the pre-existing steel columns, adding a corridor-like space to enhance the flow within the loft.
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winterspiderpurrs · 1 year ago
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" Get the car now!"
More gunshots rang out. Three men were running down an alley, the tall blonde pausing to snatch up and lift the older gentleman to carry him bridal style to protect him from the stray shots. The older man made a growling sound out of frustration.
" Fuck you Rogers! I don't need to be carried!"
A man behind the pair fires off another shot, the sound of glass breaking. The driver in the car slumped over, the car was turning and crashing into the wall once it spun out. The other men in the back of the car scrambled to get out.
Another car speeds up the alley facing the men running toward it and stops just long enough for the trio to get in. The blonde practically toss the older man in.
" Happy get us out of here!"
Tires screeching as the car goes into reverse and backs out onto the street.
" What happened? We need the doc?"
Tony is fuming. It's been a while since someone has tired to double cross Him. And in such a sloppy and public way.
" Friday, scan all signals, any video ctv radio transmission nionitnin the bud, file away for my eyes online so I can analyze late"
He throws his phone at the blonde " What is your problem? I had it handled! You know it will be seen as a weakness when word gets out. Fucking bridal style? I ain't a princess Steve."
Sighing the blonde picks up the phone and tosses it lightly on the empty seat next to Tony. " Boss. I know but you didn't see the blinking green light on your forehead from the sniper. This... was an unexpected move... thank God for Bucky"
Bucky snorts from his seat next to Steve as he types away on his phone. " Clint took out the sniper on the roof. Natasha is going to find out who set this up as we lay low. Best to hide away for a few since this was so public... only going to the Gala tomorrow night and back on lock down."
Happy makes several more turns. Driving away but to no certain destination. " Lake house?" He questions.
Adjusting the cuffs on his jacket, Tony looks out the window. " To far away.. I'm not hiding but we need to lay low.... take us to Warehouse B."
If you were paying attention you would have noticed Happy's eyes widen be he nods his head. He puts up the privacy partition. Steve stares at Tony for a moment, glances over at Bucky then back to Tony. " I trust Bucky... but are you sure.."
That causes Bucky to pause and look up and glance between the two before eyeing Tony. Tony was fidgeting with his watch and his wedding band before nodding. " It's fine. If it gets out we will know why. " Tony raises an eyebrow as he stares Bucky down.
Bucky was newer to the group. Only in the sense of actually all three of them working a deal. Bucky had a civilian life. He was the owner of half the gun ranges and pawn shops in the state. Sometimes, he lets Steve, and by extension, Tony's "group" borrows guns from the shop. He just happens to be with them this time when a meeting went wrong. They wanted Bucky's opinion on the guns that might have been purchased.
It wasn't log til they ended up at a huge warehouse. You can tell that the neighborhood has gone under a major renovation. Happy drops them off down a side alley. Tony stands at the door, pushing a bunch of buttons on the key pad before a door slides open.
Bucky was pleasantly surprised with the layout. The warehouse was converted into a loft. He was still taking everything in when he appeared. He stepped down from what it looked like a roof access point covered in plants, a look of worry on his face. Bucky feels like he has seen him somewhere before. But where?
"Tony? May's cooking still bad?"
" Yeah, kiddo. May's getting more flowers delivered, maybe 2 or 3 bouquets"
You could see the relief on the young man's face before he smiles over at them. It's obvious to Bucky those were code for everything being alright.
" I start dinner then.... How's. ..a.. Pepper and Morgan"
" Fine. Great. Morgan started Kindergarten."
The man nods, finally making his way down the steps to the living room area, turning to smile at Steve and opens his arm for a hug. " Steve! It's great to see you. It's been too long! You should visit more! " Steve laughs and walks over and gives the man a hug.
" I know. Missed you to Pete. I'll try you know Tony keeps me busy"
Bucky glances at Tony and can see his jaw click, a penvise expression on his face. Clearly irritated.
There is definitely a story to tell here.
The man let's Steve go from the hug before tilting his head at Bucky and offers him a smile. He holds his hand out to shake.
" It's nice to meet you. I'm Peter Parker and don't worry I'm not as half as much trouble as this pair" Bucky smirks a little shaking his hand. " Bucky... and don't worry I know this Punk takes all the stupid with him wherever he goes" Nodding his head towards Steve.
"Hey!"
Peter laughs.
Bucky squint for a moment " Hey.. aren't you that..."
Tony rolls his eyes and walks between them to separate them to head to the kitchen. " Yeah yeah he is that singer"
Bucky remembers seeing his photo online as the paparazzi stopped him while he was signing autographs.
"Wow..."
....
Tbc....
Maybe...
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rainbow-rebellion · 1 year ago
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Supercorptober Day 21: "Lavender"
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Lena stands in the hallway playing nervously with the key in her hands. A key she’s surprised she still has. She's stood in front of this exact door a hundred (a thousand?) times, used the key to let herself in at least a few dozen times, probably more - yet here she was, unable to force herself to turn the knob. She’s not really sure how long she stands there, but at some point, she finally takes a deep breath to steady herself, squares her shoulders, and lets herself into Kara’s apartment. 
It hurts more than she expected it to, being back here. The last time she was in this apartment Lena had come to tell Kara she was wrong about Non Nocere, to ask for forgiveness - and then ended up with Alex’s gun pointed at her head. It’s not exactly a fond memory. Before that, it had been nearly half a year, back when Lena still came over for movie nights and cuddles on the couch. Before Lena found out about Kara’s secret identity in the worst possible way and everything went to shit. 
And now Kara is gone. The apartment is quiet and achingly empty without the joyful sound of her laughter to fill it up. It’s been three days since Lena’s deranged half-brother sent Kara to the phantom zone - fucking Lex - and the super friends still have no idea how to rescue her. Lena’s not sure Kara would even want her here, with their friendship still on rocky terms, but she just needed something , some kind of connection, some reminder to keep her from giving up hope. 
The apartment hasn’t changed all that much from what Lena remembers, at least as far as she can tell. She walks slowly around the space, taking in all the details she’s seen so many times before, but that suddenly carry so much more weight now because the details are so uniquely Kara. The fluffy blankets on the couch. A blue coffee mug on the kitchen counter with a red supergirl logo and yellow writing that says “Have a SUPER day!” (a gift from Nia), and another mug next to it covered in a pattern of brightly colored donuts. The easel in the corner with some of Kara’s paintings propped against the legs and her box of painting supplies next to it. The assortment of different sized picture frames scattered throughout the spacious loft on various tables and shelves, filled with smiling photos of Kara’s family and friends. Lena stops short when she realizes the picture of her and Kara together is gone from the shelf where it used to sit. It shouldn’t surprise her, after all the hurt she caused, but it still stings - more than it should, considering Lena smashed her own framed picture of them with a whiskey glass. She squeezes her eyes shut and forces herself to swallow the lump forming in her throat. 
For whatever reason, Lena decides to wander past the partition into the space Kara uses as her bedroom, running her hand over the familiar blue and green patterned comforter on Kara’s bed. When she glances at the bedside table, she feels her heart stop. Kara didn’t get rid of the picture of her and Lena - it’s right there, on the table next to her bed. Right where she would see it every morning and every night. But why? Why would she want to look at that after everything? 
It’s all of a sudden too much for Lena, and she sinks down heavily on the edge of the bed. She can’t stop the hiccuping sob that claws its way out of her chest or the tears gathering in the corners of her eyes, so she grabs one of Kara’s pillows and squeezes it to her body as tight as she can. As she does, her nose tingles with the lingering scent of lavender and vanilla. Kara. Years of being best friends (years of being in love with her best friend), Lena knows that scent, one she used to breathe in and try to memorize every time she and Kara shared a hug or snuggled up on the couch together.
She’d give anything to hug Kara again. 
The sharp pang of her anguish cuts into her like a knife twisting in her stomach, and suddenly she feels like she is drowning under a tidal wave of emotions. She clutches desperately at Kara’s pillow and rocks herself back and forth, while she cries deep gasping sobs that feel like they are being ripped from her lungs. Her eyes burn from the hot tears that are now streaming relentlessly down her face, dripping onto the pillow and sliding down her neck to soak the collar of her shirt. Once again, she feels like her heart is being cracked open, but this, this is infinitely more painful. This isn’t just some fight between friends, this is her possibly losing Kara forever. She doesn’t think she can live with that possibility. 
“I’m so sorry Kara.” Lena chokes out between labored breaths. “I’m so so sorry. This is all my fault. I promise I’ll find a way to bring you home. I promise.” Her voice cracks on the last words, her throat so raw she can barely speak above a whisper. 
Lena cries until exhaustion wins out, until her body hurts as much as her heart, and she has no more tears left to cry. When her breathing finally returns to normal, she decides it’s time to pull herself together and go back to her own apartment. She can’t stay here any longer, it’s just too painful of a reminder of Kara’s absence, and Lena needs to be focused if she’s going to help the team find their missing friend. She breathes in one more deep breath of the lavender and vanilla scented pillow, trying to commit the smell to memory before she leaves. 
She’s about to walk out the door when she stops herself. She turns around and walks back to the couch, where she picks up one of the fluffy blankets Kara always keeps there. One they used to share, with popcorn, and chinese takeout, and hot chocolate, and stories about their respective days. One that still smells like Kara. She takes it with her so she can have just one little piece of Kara to hold onto, a reminder of what she used to have, of who she is still fighting for. 
———
When Lena gets back to her penthouse, she carefully removes the picture of her and Kara from the broken frame and puts it in a new one. She falls asleep with Kara’s blanket wrapped around her and the picture clutched to her chest. 
———
Lena returns to Kara’s loft a week later when the blanket finally loses its scent. Kara is still gone, and the apartment is still too quiet and lifeless. Lena’s heart still feels like it’s been hacked open by a dull axe.
She lets herself curl up on the couch for a moment, finding the other blanket she had left here last time and pulling it tightly around her, breathing in the familiar smell. She imagines Kara cozying up on the couch next to her, socked feet tucked under her legs, her head resting on Lena’s shoulder, blonde hair tickling her neck. She thinks about all the times she wished their cuddling would turn into something more, how she wished she could have had the courage to tell Kara how she felt. 
“Kara…” she pleads to the void. “Please come back Kara. I’m so sorry. For everything. I miss you so much.” 
“Please… I love you.”
The blanket is wet with tears when the whispered confession floats away into the silence of the empty apartment. 
———
Lena ends up staying at Kara’s apartment. She told herself it would be too painful, but it turns out her crippling misery was determined to follow her no matter where she went. So she surrenders, and just lets herself be surrounded by everything Kara. It hurts, but there are also happy memories here, ones Lena wants to hold close to her heart for as long as possible. 
———
Another week and a half drags by, and then by some miracle, the super friends are finally able to rescue Kara from the phantom zone (with help from Lena’s yellow sun grenades, which she is very proud of, as she should be). When Kara stumbles onto the ship and collapses into her sister’s arms, everyone can tell that she is physically and emotionally drained. There’s no time for pleasantries or conversation - Kara needs to be taken as quickly as possible to the med bay for a full exam and to get her onto a yellow sun bed so her body can begin to heal. 
It’s two full days later when Kara is finally recovered enough for the super friends to throw her a welcome back party at the Tower. Meanwhile, Lena’s anxiety is at an all-time high. Her and Kara’s friendship was in a shaky place when everything went down with Lex, and Lena doesn’t know if Kara blames her for what happened. She doesn’t know what Kara may have experienced in the phantom zone and how that might affect her. Trauma does strange things to people, Lena knows that from firsthand experience. Is Kara even the same person anymore? Will Kara still want Lena in her life? 
The first positive sign is that when Kara enters the common room to the sight of donuts, flowers, balloons, and her friends and family gathered around, her face immediately breaks out into a genuine Kara Danvers smile, all full of white teeth, dimples on display and eyes crinkling at the corners. She still seems a bit tired and perhaps a little more reserved than usual, but otherwise very much still herself, and everyone breathes a collective sigh of relief. 
Kara works her way around the room exchanging hugs, each team member expressing their joy at having her back, and Kara expressing her own joy and gratitude in return. Lena is the last one left, and she feels her heart flutter and her throat go dry when Kara’s eyes meet hers. The superhero nods her head towards Lena with a fond smile and her arms open wide, and it takes all of Lena’s willpower to force herself to walk when all she wants to do is run at full speed into Kara’s warm embrace. When their bodies finally meet and they melt into each other, everything feels right again. Like all the empty spaces in Lena’s heart are being filled back up and every ache and pain in her soul is being soothed by Kara’s presence. She’s home. She’s home. She’s finally home. 
“It’s only because you’re on the team that I’m here,” Kara murmurs in Lena’s ear. She squeezes her so tightly it almost hurts, but Lena just squeezes back as tightly as her own strength will allow her. She feels the tears sliding down her cheeks and takes a deep breath through her sniffles, trying her best to hold herself together. When Kara finally pulls back, she pauses for a moment, her hands drifting to Lena’s shoulders. She cocks her head to the side and looks at Lena with a soft smile on her face and a gentle question in her eyes. “Your scent… vanilla and lavender…?”
Lena knows exactly what she is asking, because Lena usually smells like her expensive perfume, or her coconut and hibiscus scented shampoo. And there are a thousand ways Lena wants to answer that question, a thousand things she wants to tell Kara that she can’t put into words just yet. So she tries to pour all her emotions into a single sentence, and hopes Kara understands. She bites her lip to stop it from quivering and gives a tiny shrug, before she answers in a small shaky voice. “I really missed you.” She ducks her head down and tries to swallow, her throat constricted with emotion. She gathers what courage she can to open herself up, to lift her head and make another confession, whispered so softly only Kara can hear her. “The only thing that kept me going was the hope that I would get to see you again.”
Kara is silent for a minute as she stares into Lena’s glassy green eyes, her own tear-brimmed blue eyes searching Lena’s face for some hidden truth. Lena wills her to find it, to see all the love Lena holds in her heart for her. She wills Kara to hear the way that same heart is currently hammering against her ribs, even while it feels like it's stuck in her throat. 
When it seems like Kara has found what she is looking for, she whispers back, her own voice cracking just a little. “I really missed you too.”
There’s a weight to the way Kara says it, the words feeling charged with hidden significance. Lena's thoughts go to the picture of them she found on Kara’s nightstand, and wonders - could she…?  Now it’s her turn to search Kara’s face for answers, and as she does, she finds herself looking into a longing gaze, blue eyes filled with overwhelming affection, and sparking with a sudden fire she’s never seen before. Kara moves her right hand from Lena’s shoulder to softly cup the side of her face, her thumb gently wiping away a tear from her cheek. Lena lets her eyes flutter closed for a second as she leans into the warm touch. There’s a moment between them, a low buzzing electric current connecting their bodies, air thick with anticipation, a silent conversation with their eyes. Kara's eyes flit to Lena's lips, nodding her head almost imperceptibly, and then she leans her body closer to Lena’s, drawing them both towards the inevitable. 
The collision course they are on is abruptly derailed by Alex, completely oblivious to the moment of intimacy she just interrupted. “Apologies from Kelly, she really wishes she could be here, but she had a full day of orientation at Social Services.”
Lena reluctantly steps back to allow the sisters to talk, but she can’t help noticing the way Kara's shoulders droop ever so slightly, and the look of disappointment on her face. A sentiment Lena definitely shares.
(What she doesn’t see is the way Alex glances between her and Kara, and the fleeting moment of realization in the older Danvers’ eyes, followed immediately by a quick flash of guilt, as she puts two and two together). 
The moment is over though. Conversation moves on, and everyone goes about their business as if nothing happened. And as far as everyone is concerned, nothing did happen - only Lena and Kara are privy to the wordless declarations that passed between them. 
But it did happen, and it gives Lena hope. More hope than she’s had in a long time. And she knows there are conversations to be had. Her and Kara need to talk about their fight, and how to trust each other again. Lena should probably explain why she was sleeping in Kara’s apartment. Clearly they need to discuss the feelings it seems they both have for each other, with actual words this time. (though perhaps some of those feelings could be expressed in other ways…)
She knows Kara will need to heal from the emotional and physical trauma of being in the phantom zone, and that alone could prove to be a difficult obstacle to overcome. There’s still a long road ahead of them, and most likely not an easy one. 
But for now, Kara is home, and that’s enough. 
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MILGRAM 2nd Anniversary Stream Translation
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🎴 Host
🔸Takuya Yamanaka 🔸DECO*27
🎴 Guest Voice Actors
🔸Amami Yurina (Es) 🔸Arthur Lounsbery (Futa) 🔸Yuuka Aisaka (Yuno)
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🎴Start at 5 min
🔸Amami: Good evening everyone! We’ll now begin the 2nd anniversary for Milgram, a viewer participatory interactive music project
🔸Everyone: You tripped on your words already?
🔸Amami: Sorry~
🔸Lounsbery: Now I feel at ease, she lowered the bar
🔸Yamanaka: Now that she’s lowered the bar, let’s introduce our guests today. First, Amami-san who just tripped over her words
🔸Amami: Now, sing your crime. I’m Amami Yurina in the role of Es. Pleased to meet you!
🔸Aisaka: I have an idea! I’ll let you rest your head on my lap for 1000 yen. I’m Aisaka Yūka in the role of Yuno. Pleased to meet you.
🔸Lounsbery: Don’t take me lightly just cuz I’m a prisoner! I’m Lounsbery Arthur in the role of Futa, pleased to meet you.
🔸Deco: I’m the sound producer for Milgram, Deco*27. Pleased to meet you
🔸Yamanaka: I’m the screenwriter for Milgram, Yamanaka. Pleased to meet you. These are the members that will be delivering the Milgram 2nd anniversary stream today
🔸Everyone: We’ll be in your care.
🔸Amami: Yamanaka-san and I will be the MCs for today. I hope our viewers today can participate through comments and join the fun with us.
🔸Yamanaka: Actually we’ve been receiving a lot of comments at an alarming rate even before we started
🔸Lounsbery: Plus they’re coming from a variety of different countries. I’m so grateful
🔸Amami: I don't understand them, but thank you! I feel your passion.
🔸Aisaka: The sentiment makes me so happy
🔸Yamanaka: We don’t understand them, but we feel the love
🔸Lounsbery: Thanks everyone
🔸Amami: Milgram is already 2 years old
🔸Everyone: Time passes so fast
🔸Yamanaka: What are you grinning about
🔸Amami: It went by in a flash!
🔸Yamanaka: Were you able to make friends with the prisoners, Es-san?
🔸Amami: Ah yes… I have the opportunity to work closely with the prisoners the most. In the first year we were a little distant, but now, and we’ll talk more about this in the later half, we’re working towards the second trial, and I’ve gotten a little, you know, with Aisaka-san
🔸Aisaka: Yes?
🔸Amami: Closed the distance
🔸Aisaka-san: Did you need to say something to me?
🔸Lounsbery: What??
🔸Yamanaka: The distance is still there
🔸Lounsbery: Your message isn’t getting through to her
🔸Amami: This partition is in the way
🔸Aisaka: She’s right. The two producers.. Yamanaka-san and Deco-san asekd me, have you guys become good friends yet? I told them that even if they want us to, it’s hard to build friendships within the recording time only. Then I was told to go out for meals together, so we’re planning to go in the future.
🔸Amami: in our fantasies, for now
🔸Aisaka: Right, we still haven’t decided on a date yet, but we agreed to go SOMETIME in the future, so it’s a step in the right direction
Amami: Yes, we’re making progress
🔸Yamanaka: Amami-san said she wanted to make friends, so I suggested they share their LINE with each other… but that only happened after a year and a half after I made the suggestion
🔸Lounsbery: Isn’t that a little late?
🔸Deco: Not just a “little”…
🔸Yamanaka: So I’m guessing the meal will happen around two years… two years and a half later
🔸Amami: Yes.. we exchanged our LINEs just recently
🔸Aisaka: Slowly, you know? Deepen our bond one step at a time
🔸Amami: Exactly
🔸Lounsbery: I hope you guys have a meal together before the third trial
🔸Deco: I hope it happens before Milgram ends
🔸Lounsbery: I hope you guys go before Milgram ends
🔸Amami: Okay but we are talking about going to LOFT in Ikebukuro where there’s a Milgram pop up store now together.. Um, before everything ends
🔸Aisaka: But if I didn’t bring it up, Amami wouldn’t even have thought of it
🔸Deco: I was there when it happened. It was Aisaka-san’s idea.
🔸Amami: Aww… okay, let’s go.
🔸Deco: You have to go
🔸Amami: we’ll go for sure
🔸Aisaka: I guess deep down, she’s shy
🔸Amami: Yes you’re right
🔸Aisaka: You can’t tell from her usual friendly self
🔸Amami: I’m embarrassed. Please don't focus the camera on me that much
🔸Lounsbery: Just go out for meals already
🔸Aisaka: Yes, I want to build our friendship one step at a time
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🔸Yamanaka: Amami, Deco-san and I have opportunity to chat during the CD limited events, but it’s been a while with the Aisaka and Lounsbery pair.
🔸Lounsbery: Yes.. I think since pre-pandemic times? When everyone got together to celebrate the start of Milgram just when it launched. I feel it’s certainly been a while
🔸Yamanaka: How did you feel about Milgram?
🔸Lounsbery: Eh?
🔸Yamanaka: Arthur-sensei, what was your view on Milgram?
🔸Yamanaka: Arthur-sensei, what was your view on Milgram?
🔸Lounsbery: I think it comes down to, “Ah, so this person is forgiven while this person isn’t?” I had a lot of thoughts about that. We can see the changes in the votes in real time, so I wondered at what point did people have changes of heart. At first you can have this person with majority votes, but before you realize, the other person has more votes. I’m guessing that’s due to everyone changing their minds as the speculations are updated. I want to peek into the thoughts of everyone who follows the websites that post speculations and theories. Like why did they decide they could no longer forgive certain issues.
🔸Amami: True, true
🔸Aisaka: I wonder if people also change their minds from reading the prisoner’s conversations on the timeline. Like if they see some more personal sides of the prisoners on the timeline, and go “What the heck. You’re actually adorable”
🔸Yamanaka: That adorableness is the culprit behind dilemmas when casting votes
🔸Aisaka & Amami: True
🔸Yamanaka: Whether it’s a good thing…
🔸Aisaka: I wonder
🔸Yamanaka: or a bad thing, we can’t know for sure
🔸Lounsbery: True
🔸Amami: I’m trembling
🔸Aisaka: Trembling?
🔸Amami: I’m trembling
🔸Aisaka: You’re trembling
🔸Amami: I’m trembling. As Es, I get the opportunity to touch on stories of the prisoners, so I have more information than my colleagues. I’m already trembling.
🔸Aisaka: Oh my
🔸Amami: Yes. I’m nervous with fear. It’s pretty intense, isn’t it Yamanaka-san?
🔸Yamanaka: It’s intense. Let’s talk about how intense it is later.
🔸Amami: Sounds good!
🔸Lounsbery: I’m sure everyone is eager to know more about the second trial
🔸Amami: Definitely
🔸Yamanaka: Deco-san, how has the two years been? It’s already been two years since we started
🔸Deco: It went by so fast
🔸Yamanaka: It was quick wasn’t it
🔸Deco: We’ll talk more about the second trial later, but I just want to say that it’s so fun to produce contents for Milgram. We receive votes from everyone who’s sending us comments right now, and we come up with new ideas based on those votes. Milgram isn’t only made by the people sitting here, but also by the viewers. I felt it’s a very fresh take, and I had a lot of fun
🔸Yamanaka: We can’t prepare the screenplay or music beforehand. It really feels like a free-style rap based on the answers we get from everyone
🔸Amami: True true
🔸Deco: It’s a lot of hard work
🔸Yamanaka: Like if that’s how you’re gonna come at us, then we’ll add these factors in. I have that side to me and I’m sure Deco-san does too, like adding new information or setting. That’s also a part of the fun over the last two years
🔸Amami: I’m telling you the second trial is really intense
🔸Lounsbery: I really think writing scenarios is a difficult job. Plus people speculate and write their own theories on how things are going to turn out. Do you ever feel like you never want to make those theories come true?
🔸Yamanaka: Yup. The story progression has already been decided though
🔸Lounsbery: Of course
🔸Yamanaka: It’s already been decided, and most of the time I already have a feel for how people are going to guess, and what kind of speculation will be born. But there are times when I see something that comes from a completely different angle, and I feel tempted to direct the story that way because it’s so interesting. That’s how diverse the minds of our audience are from all walks of life and various parts of the world, and I feel great value in our contents.
🔸Lounsbery: That’s wonderful
🔸Yamanaka: Because we want to hear everyone’s opinions and comments, in this stream we will be hosting Q&A sessions with each of our guests for the first time in Milgram history, and we have announcements that everyone might be interested in.
🔸Amami: I’m so excited
🔸Yamanaka: Please stay with us until the end.
🔸Everyone: Please do~
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🎴Trial Results
🔸Amami: The current status in Milgram is that the first trial just ended, and we are waiting for the second trial. Let’s have a recap on what happened with each of the prisoners. Here we have 6 prisoners that were forgiven, and 4 that were not.
🔸Yamanaka: They’re in descending order based on the highest percentages. Looking at the results sorted in this way gives me a new impression. Like who was forgiven with the highest percentage of “forgive” votes
🔸Everyone: yes…
🔸Aisaka: Heh~ (I see~)
🔸Yamanaka: It was a very close vote for Mu… She was on the edge of being guilty
🔸Amami: Yes, she almost didn’t make it to innocent
🔸Yamanaka: Jackalope mentioned this too in the video after the first trial, but we can see the history of the actions taken to arrive at forgive/not forgive and the movement of each vote, and I can say that Mu was really on the edge. We really didn’t know how it would turn out until the very end.
🔸Lounsbery: We might have had a different result if the vote lasted longer by 2-3 days
🔸Yamanaka: It’s that unpredictable
🔸Amami?: True, true, both Mu and Yuno were really on the edge
🔸Yamanaka: Now that we look back on it, for example, is that high percentage a correct result for Haruka, or is it that high because people voted when they didn’t quite understand Milgram yet?
🔸Amami: True, true
🔸Deco: That could definitely change.
🔸Lounsbery: True, when people get more familiar with Milgram, their criteria can change
🔸Amami: True, if he was later in the line, it could be possible that he wouldn’t be forgiven. That being said, it’s amazing that Kokoto, being the last, was forgiven with the highest percentage
🔸Aisaka: True! Amazing
🔸Lounsbery: It’s interesting
🔸Amami: All of this ties back into the story, and it makes me so excited
🔸Yamanaka: Are there anything in these results that caught your attention? Like ah, this person got forgiven, but that person didn’t. It’s going to be difficult, you need to avoid spoilers
🔸Amami: Good point
🔸Lounsbery: It’s difficult. Like you have to…
🔸Deco: You have to avoid spoiler questions
🔸Yamanaka: Point out something that surprised you, but without spoilers
🔸Lounsbery: It still hasn’t been revealed yet what each character has done, so I’m worried that I might let something slip here. It scares me a little.
🔸Yamanaka: But was there anything that turned out differently than you expected?
Deco: Kotoko has a scene in her MV that shows her clearly beating someone, yet she was the most forgiven character, and that was unexpected for me. Like, why?
🔸Yamanaka: Those of you who voted to forgive Kotoko, please tell us in the comments why you forgave her
🔸Amami: Please do! I want to know.
🔸Yamanaka: I think Kotoko left a strong impression in her drama… it’s like her route is branching
🔸Amami: Es was moved by her as well
🔸Deco: If Kotoko wasn’t there, Es-kun would have been in a predicament
🔸Amami: True true
🔸Lounsbery: Those who didn’t forgive Futa, I wonder what were their reasons? I really want to know. He did the same thing as Kotoko, so why did people choose to not forgive him?
🔸Amami: True
🔸Lounsbery: So I really want to know everyone’s thoughts about that.
🔸Yamanaka: Some people are saying they didn’t really know so they just voted alternatingly
🔸Amami: There’s one saying that Kokoto’s justice is the type of justice they like
🔸Yamanaka: There are actually a lot of comments saying they didn’t forgive Kotoko
🔸Aisaka: Some are saying they forgave her because she’s cute. I think that’s valid
🔸Amami: Yup
🔸Aisaka: That is a valid decision
🔸Yamanaka: Valid indeed. All are valid
🔸Deco: There’s a comment saying they wanted to see how Futa would react, so they chose not to forgive him
🔸Lounsbery: There’s another one saying that it’s because they don’t like people who are similar to themselves… Is that even a thing?
🔸Deco: That’s so harsh
🔸Yamanaka: Like Deco-san mentioned earlier, instead of those with blatant depictions like Haruka and Kotoko, those without any depictions, like Mahiru, are less likely to be forgiven. It’s interesting how people approach Milgram
🔸Amami: I was really surprised by Mahiru-chan. I wonder why she wasn't forgiven? I read up on a lot of speculations through comments and hashtags, and realized there were so many different ways of how her character was interpreted.
🔸Yamanaka: “Mahiru kinda creeps me out” says this comment
🔸Deco: “Futa was the most difficult”
🔸Amami: Ah, I see…
🔸Lounsbery: If they chose to not forgive, then they would become a perpetrator too. It’s difficult. But it’s so interesting
🔸Yamanaka: It’s interesting… I want to read the comments the entire time
🔸Lounsbery: It’s so interesting to read everyone’s comments
🔸Amami: By the way, what do the two of you producers think about the result?
🔸Yamanaka: Ahh… I don’t know about Deco-san, but in my mind I kind of had a hunch about if this person would be forgiven, or if they wouldn’t be forgiven. I was wrong about 2 people
🔸Amami: Wow, two people?
🔸Lounsbery: Can we ask who?
🔸Yamanaka: Hmm what should I do? Maybe just one… hm, what to do?
🔸Lounsbery: We want to know at least one
🔸Yamanaka: Should I do it? What should I do… Umm
🔸Amami: Hey, tell us
🔸Yamanaka: Um… Mahiru
🔸Amami: Oh… Mahiru-chan
🔸Lounsbery: Did it surprise you?
🔸Yamanaka: Well, not surprised per se, but I pictured that she would be forgiven in the beginning. How about you Deco-san? From a composer perspective. Like did you have a feel for whether a song would lean towards being forgiven, or not forgiven?
🔸Deco: Mahiru.
🔸Amami: So it’s Mahiru
🔸Deco: I thought the result would be the opposite. It was unexpected. The song itself was cheerful, cute, a girl in love.
🔸Amami: The comments are saying her voice drama was scary
🔸Deco: I guess she has this something that’s seeping out of her, and that’s scaring people
🔸Amami: I’ve been told that it’s unrelated, but I’m pretty sure her cover song is also influencing the results
🔸Yamanaka: It’s totally unrelated
🔸Deco: covers of Deco*27’s songs are completely unrelated. Unrelated.
🔸Amami: I know it’s completely unrelated, but the song choice makes people wonder if she has that side to her too.
🔸Yamanaka: It’s unrelated though
🔸Amami: It makes me read into it too deeply
🔸Yamanaka: We’re telling you that it’s unrelated all this time, but you don’t believe us
🔸Amami: But it really makes me wonder why the cover songs were assigned the way they were.
🔸Yamanaka: To add to why I found the results unexpected for Mahiru, I was more surprised at how quickly everyone was adapting to Milgram. The rate at which everyone understood Milgram was faster than I expected. They really gained the proper skills to interpret Milgram MVs, and that’s what made the results this way.
����Aisaka: I was really surprised that everyone is thinking this far, when I read the comments on Youtube. Everyone really is skilled
🔸Yamanaka: In that aspect, the transition from Haruka’s THAT PV to Yuno’s girly PV must have surprised everyone. The imagery and music are vastly different in genres. After I write the scenarios, I just leave everything to Deco-san and Otoiro-san. I’m always excited to see the results
🔸Deco: I think writing the screenplay, which will be the base for everything, is the most difficult part
🔸Yamanaka: No, I’d say the acting is the most difficult
🔸Lounsbery: No no no, now we’re just going in circles. Someone’s gotta stop it.
🔸Amami: I personally think the theories for Amane-chan are the most interesting. People were saying that she’s a child, so if they forgive her… well ultimately she wasn’t forgiven.. But.. was that part of your intentions when you wrote the scenario?
🔸Yamanaka: Yes
🔸Amami: He said yes
🔸Yamanaka: Well what I mean is, I gave elements that could be thought as forgivable or unforgivable to every character. We don’t know what Amane has done yet, but despite her crime, she’s still a child. I’ve added elements that could be interpreted differently by audiences depending on the stage of their lives. For example, opinions may differ depending on if the viewer is a child, or parents, or someone who just had a child. For Amane-chan, age is definitely an important factor
🔸Amami: Amazing
🔸Lounsbery: It’s been thought through
🔸Yamanaka: It would be fun to think about what kind of questions each character has, and what kind of balance they’re carrying
🔸Amami: This was very interesting to hear, as a consumer myself. I think this will increase the theories. We are starting to find more about the second trial ourselves too.
🔸Yamanaka: That’s right
🔸Amami: So when we hear you say that, we have a lot of thoughts too.
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🎴Second Trial Production
🔸Yamanaka: So we just summarized the first trial, and of course the second trial is already in production. How are the songs for the second trial going?
🔸Deco: Second trial songs are… intense. Um, for real, they’re … I choose this word deliberately, but they’re hell. Even in the first trial, there were some scary and thrilling songs, but looking back, they were merely self introductions. Just the surface of the character. We’ve only taken the tip of the iceberg to show the viewers. The second trial takes into account everyone’s votes and we’ve reflected the characters’ turmoils, so it’s hell. Really. So those of you who voted – I think we have a lot of viewers here who have voted – you need to fully prepare yourselves for the second trial, or else it will be very mentally taxing.
🔸Amami: It does feel taxing
🔸Deco: It’s taxing. Especially if it’s your bias
🔸Lounsbery: But it’s a result of everyone’s decisions.
🔸Everyone: Exactly
🔸Lounsbery: The second trial is based on everyone’s choices, so as Futa would put it, “It’s all you! You guys did this!” That’s the case here.
🔸Everyone: True true
🔸Lounsbery: yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
🔸Yamanaka: I think if you keep in mind the fact that you influenced the outcomes of the second trial songs, based on your choices and actions in the first trial, you can get a very different impression, compared to merely listening to them.
🔸Amami: Everyone is starting to get scared
🔸Lounsbery: I’m curious about the differences in songs between the innocent group and the guilty group.
🔸Amami: True!
🔸Lounsbery: like what difference will there be in the melodies
🔸Yamanaka: The scenario, just like the songs, is influenced by everyone’s response for forgiven/not forgiven. It’s like you threw a pebble into their self introductions, and now you can see more of what’s underneath the surface
🔸Deco: It’s crazy. The screenplay is also brutal.
🔸Yamanaka: I’m really having fun writing the screenplay for the second trial
🔸Deco: Oh nooo… I can’t give any spoilers, but if I liked a certain prisoner, and they turned out this way, I really can’t accept it. I wouldn’t be able to stand it.
🔸Lounsbery: Now I want to know
🔸Yamanaka: I’m not doing this out of spite, it’s just that if that prisoner was forgiven, then obviously they’d turn out this way. I’m just following the logic. That’s a rule that I stand by, so I hope that you’ll accept it as a consequence of your choices
🔸Amami: I’ve been recording voice dramas here and there, and I’m like “Eh? That’s how it turns out?”
🔸Yamanaka: How was it? Recording the drama for second trial
🔸Amami: Can I say it?
🔸Yamanaka: Yes, it’s okay
🔸Amami: I’ve recorded a drama with Yuno-chan, and I was like, “Eh?! Yuno-chan?! Eh… you were like this…?”
🔸Aisaka: Ah, true. But I felt that it was very in-character for Yuno
🔸Yamanaka: Aisaka-san knows Yuno’s personality very well, so I think it also would be an obvious result.
🔸Aisaka: I felt like there are a lot of points that I can empathize with, when I was playing her role. How should I put it, like, people have certain expectations for someone because of their preconceived notions of what kind of person that someone is. And Yuno has opinions about that… I’m terrified that I’ll spoil it!
🔸Amami: It’s very tempting, right?
🔸Aisaka: Yeah… I felt like I could empathize with her on that. Like she’s right. I felt it was very realistic, and Yuno has her own unique way of feeling things. That made me like Yuno even more.
🔸Yamanaka: Regardless if it’s good or bad, it’s about learning more about that character.
🔸Aisaka: I agree
🔸Amami: At least it feels like no one from the first trial is here, so everyone please look forward to it.
🔸Aisaka: Everyone?
🔸Amami: I Wonder…
🔸Deco: Maybe everyone… like there could be someone who completely changed, and there could be people who’s affirmation in their opinions grew even stronger
🔸Yamanaka: Or it could simply be that they’re seeing new things from a different perspective.
🔸Aisaka: Humans are multifaceted
🔸Yamanaka: Amongst that, we have Arthur sensei who’s still waiting to record
🔸Lounsbery: Yeah not my turn yet
🔸Amami: You’re after Yuno-chan so it should be pretty soon
🔸Lounsbery: I haven’t recorded the drama yet but we’ve finished the song. I wish I can tell you soon.
🔸Yamanaka: The song is amazing
🔸Lounsbery: It’s totally badass. I can’t tell you the contents because it would be a spoiler, but it’s completely badass and I screamed a lot this time too.
🔸Deco: yup you did
🔸Amami: It’s gonna be awesome for sure
🔸Lounsbery: It’s a really cool song so I hope you can listen to it soon.
🔸Yamanaka: I’m having such a great time using these unreleased songs as my personal BGM
🔸Amami: I’m so jealous
🔸Aisaka: Me too
🔸Deco: I hope people can listen to it soon. All songs for the second trial have been completed. Only the voice drama left
🔸Yamanaka: They’re all amazing songs
🔸Aisaka: For real, they really are
🔸Amami: I felt that all the songs for the second trial, and also the voice dramas, reveal new aspects for each of the characters. I really want everyone to be able to listen to them soon. I’m so excited
🔸Lounsbery: I’m so curious
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🎴MILGRAM Novel
🔸Amami: Right? So excited. Moving on, Milgram’s main story is super eventful, and it even had this turn of events. Let’s take a look at the PV
28:38: Taking society by storm even before release! Amazon Ranking Books>Japanese literature number 1 *based on 2022/2/5 data
28:39: An astoundingly shocking controversial work exposing the modern day “Crime and Punishment”!!
28:44: Milgram Experimental prison and the girl warden
28:46: Five prisoners charged with murder
28:46: No. 1 Gentle, a young man who always has a kid smile on his lips
28:47: No. 2 Nervous, a girl who harms herself
28:47: No. 3 Close, a girl who is usually cheerful but starved of love
28:48: No. 4 Two Side,a boy who brightens everyone’s mood
28:48: No. 5 Torch, a boy who has no interest in people
28:49: A prison wrapped in mystery where innocent/guilty is decided, “Milgram”
28:52: The one who investigates their crimes is a girl warden who lost all memories of the past, Es
28:54: The past of the murderers that are gradually revealed, and the cruel punishments sentenced to them
28:57: When the truth of the birth of “Milgram” is exposed, the story avalanches towards an unpredictable astounding conclusion
28:59: When you learn the truth of everything, will you be able to forgive?
29:02: A story born from the musical project “Milgram” by
Deco*27 “Vampire” Spark” “Otome Dissection" Yamanaka Takuya “Caligula”
29:05: Milgram Experimental prison and the girl warden
Author: Namitsumi Original concept: Deco*27/Yamanaka Takuya Illustrator: Shokumura On sale now! Price 748 yen (incl. taxes) Mediaworks Bunko
29:05 background text: An astoundingly shocking controversial work exposing the modern day “Crime and Punishment”!!
29:10: That is a Milgram that I (you) don’t know 29:10: Read? Won’t read?
🔸 Yamanaka: This novel is called Milgram Experimental prison and the girl warden by Mediaworks Bunko, on sale now. It’s Milgram’s first novel. Let us know if you have read it already in the comments. We have comments saying that they have.
🔸 Everyone: Lots of people are saying they enjoyed it
🔸 Lounsbery: There’s actually quite a lot saying that they’ve read it
🔸 Yamanaka: With this many positive feedback, we are happy that we took on the challenge of making our first novel
🔸 Aisaka: It’s very well received
🔸 Amami: We’re grateful
🔸 Yamanaka: so grateful
🔸 Yamanaka: “I read it too” It seems everyone has read it
🔸 Amami: Thank you
🔸 Yamanaka: I think everyone wondered how we were going to adapt Milgram into a novel when we announced it. We worked together with the author Namitsumi-san and Mediaworks to express Milgram in a way unique to the novel format. We’d love for you to give it a read if you haven’t done so already.
🔸 Everyone: Please do.
🔸 Deco: You need to be mentally prepared before you read this, right?
🔸 Yamanaka: You can go in prepared, or not prepare anything at all. Even if you don’t know anything about Milgram, for example you don’t follow any of the Milgram contents on Youtube, you can still read it. That’s what makes it unique
🔸 Amami: True, it’s a standalone story in a different timeline
🔸 Lounsbery: It’s a self-contained story
🔸 Yamanaka: Yup. And if you do follow the main Milgram contents, it will be even more interesting to read. I think there are some people who joined Milgram through this novel. What an ideal condition to promote it.
🔸 Amami: At first I was surprised. Instead of the current events in Milgram, the novel is about events before the current Milgram started. It was very interesting to see what happened before the current Milgram.
🔸 Yamanaka: We were quite ambitious going into it, but I’m happy that it was very well received by everyone.
🔸 Amami: The contents are quite shocking, but how does it fit into Milgram as a whole?
🔸 Yamanaka: I’d say it’s a different story from the current Milgram, but as those of you who have read it would know, they’re definitely connected. Maybe your understanding of Milgram will deepen by reading this novel, and maybe it will make you reflect on your past votes and wonder if you’ve made the right decision. It could also act as a standard to how you will vote in the second trial. Right now we finished the first trial and are awaiting the second trial, so it would be the perfect time to read it.
🔸 Amami: I’m so excited
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🔸 Yamanaka: I really want to address some more comments but there are so many from our overseas viewers, so I can only appreciate the sentiment
🔸 Aisaka: They’re saying “Milgram fan cult”
🔸 Yamanaka: thank you
🔸 Aisaka: Thank you~
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🔸 Amami: I wish I can read english
🔸 Lounsbery: There are also English comments saying it’s scary. “Scary”. And also that they’re excited.
🔸 Amami: The Milgram novel is only in Japanese at this point right?
🔸 Yamanaka: Yes that’s correct
🔸 Amami: Wait so… they’re reading it in Japanese? Amazing?!
🔸 Yamanaka: There are people asking for translated versions on Twitter. Mediaworks-san is looking into it
🔸 Amami: Thank you everyone. We’d appreciate it if you could enjoy the novelized version of Milgram as well. Now we will be moving on to addressing the questions we’ve received from you beforehand for the warden and prisoners. Spoilers are forbidden, so our guests here today, if you’re unable to answer any of the questions, please feel free to say that you can’t answer it. Please be careful when answering~
🔸 Everyone: Got it!
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🎴Question and Answer #1
🔸 Amami: Yamanaka-san, would you like to start?
🔸 Yamanaka: We received a lot of questions, so I had a difficult time choosing. First, a question for our three voice actors. “There is a lot of content ranging from prisoner’s songs and drama parts. Which parts did you have the most fun with, and which parts were the most difficult?” From username Shiranui-san.
🔸 Amami: Thank you for your question
🔸 Yamanaka: For example in a song, did you have a certain phrase, or part, or in Dramas, a certain scene, or a certain line that left an impression on you?
🔸 Lounsbery: Can I go first?
🔸 Amami: be our guest
🔸 Lounsbery: Or else we’ll just give the opportunity around to each other
🔸 Yamanaka: Let’s go in order of tallest to shortest
🔸 Lounsbery: In order of height. In my case with Futa, we recorded songs before the dramas. When I was recording the songs, I was told what kind of character Futa is, like he’s a little cocky, and he’s hot-blooded. I wanted to add those nuances into the songs, so I’ve reflected them through growling, like “Don’t fuck with me” like that, and shouting at the end of Bring it On. I wanted to condense some elements of Futa and put it into the songs, so I approached the song recording with everything I’ve got, and that’s what I liked the most. That’ll be the same for the second trial, I have so much fun acting. And also, his cockiness… like how cocky can I be? How cocky should I be? It was very interesting to discuss that with the staff as we record
🔸 Yamanaka: The recording for Milgram is very fun
🔸 Everyone: it’s fun!
🔸 Yamanaka: The singers give it their 100% and don’t compromise, and meet everything we ask for in the dramas.
🔸 Everyone: True
🔸 Yamanaka: It’s a really great environment
🔸 Amami: I feel so at home at the recording set
🔸 Yamanaka: Complete opposite from the vibe of the content
🔸 Amami: Exactly! After we finish recording the contents everyone is like “Ah, everyone worked hard today~” and we relax together. I love that vibe. Thank you~
🔸 Yamanaka: Amami-san, how about you?
🔸 Amami: I have the opportunity to work with each of the prisoners in the voice dramas, and I’m also doing covers of each prisoner’s song to celebrate 1,000,000 views, but what I found the most fun was the voice dramas and they left a strong impression on me. I especially had so much fun with Futa’s drama
🔸 Lounsbery: Ah…you had such an evil expression back then
🔸 Amami: No way, really? For other characters, I kind of put on an unapproachable attitude when I act in the dramas, but for Futa, he provokes me so I provoke him back. So I remember it being really fun. I’m really interested to find out how the voice dramas would change for the second trial. I hope the recording day comes soon
🔸 Lounsbery: Right? I want to read the script already
🔸 Amami: Right? I’m dying to know. That’s all from me. How about you?
🔸 Aisaka: For me, you know how Yuno-chan always.. What’s the word.. Not exactly tease Es-kun, but she tends to drag Es-kun into her pace. But in the later half of her first trial drama, Es-kun was kind of handsome. Like he said, “No matter what, I…” to Yuno, and Yuno-chan seemed happy at that. That scene was fun for me. When I read the script and act, I also want to see Yuno-chan’s true self, so I like acting scenes when Yuno-chan genuinely feels something in her heart. That applies to songs as well.
🔸 Yamanaka: This is my personal opinion, but it’s been a while since we finished recording the dramas for the first trial, and everyone improved so much when they came back for the second trial.
🔸 Amami: That’s great to hear
🔸 Yamanaka: I can tell everyone is comfortable in their acting, and I feel so happy that everyone is growing and becoming more experienced as they work on Milgram. That’s what I feel as we record the second trial.
🔸 Deco: Are you their dad?
🔸 Lounsbery: Parental love
🔸 Aisaka: I think we understand our characters better now
🔸 Amami: True, we have a clearer picture of who they are now
🔸 Aisaka: That too, and we learn more about the characters from everyone’s comments. Like, “Oh, this can be interpreted this way… maybe they have that side to them too”. Everyone is so smart.
🔸 Amami: True… everyone comes up with things that never even crossed my mind
🎴Question and Answer #2
🔸 Yamanaka: I want to ask Deco-san this question too, were there any part of the songs and dramas that left an impression on you?
🔸 Deco: Impression, huh
🔸 Yamanaka: Just off the top of your head
🔸 Deco: I think overall, you know how Milgram songs have parts where each character talks? They speak during the songs, and I think that adds depth and atmosphere to the songs. I have a lot of fun thinking about where I want to add those speaking lines into the songs for each character. If I add too many, it might give too much away, and we don’t need that. So in the first trial, I loved the process of trying to find a good balance to make it the most effective for the song, and where it would sound the best.
🔸 Yamanaka: I think the audience has scenes that were memorable to them as well… if they could tweet them, maybe we can read what left an impression for them
🔸 Everyone: we could be reading them!
🔸 Yamanaka: Amami-san do you want to ask the next question?
🔸 Amami: Hm, which one should I pick?
🔸 Yamanaka: Just pick the first one
🔸 Amami: We have a question from Kansen-san. “How did you…” … can you read it for me?
🔸 Lounsbery: Oh it’s in English? English… Kansen-san, from overseas. “How did you feel when you saw the results of the characters that you’ve voiced? What predictions did you have about other characters, and did they come true?”
🔸 Aisaka: What does it mean?
🔸 Yamanaka: What does it mean?
🔸 Lounsbery: Um, basically, what did you think about the results? The first trial results. And… What are your predictions for the upcoming contents, like for the second trial.
🔸 Aisaka: I see I see
🔸 Lounsbery: in a nutshell
🔸 Yamanaka: Especially the characters you were in charge of
🔸 Lounsbery: Yes, your thoughts on the characters you played
🔸 Yamanaka: In that sense, Arthur and Aisaka-san. What did you feel about Futa and Yuno?
🔸 Lounsbery: I’ve mentioned this before, but his cockiness was fun to act, and in terms of songs, it’s almost like a musical.
🔸 Yamanaka: Ah, I see
🔸 Lounsbery: Of course they’re character songs, and even in the category of character songs, you have to bring out their characters as you sing. “I’m this kind of person. Listen to me. Listen to what we have done”, so it’s very musical-like to me. I enjoyed that a lot. And as for the predictions I have for the second trial, hmm, I wonder how it’ll go down. I feel like whatever I say, it’ll be a spoiler.
🔸 Amami: By the way, by the way, I know you haven’t recorded your voice drama yet, but just based on the song, do you think you’ll be forgiven, or not forgiven?
🔸 Lounsbery: Just from the song, can I say this? Can I say it?
🔸 Yamanaka: That should be okay
🔸 Lounsbery: Won’t be forgiven. Definitely won’t be forgiven.
🔸 Deco: Dahh… well, probably not
🔸 Yamanaka: You never know though
🔸 Amami: It’s amazing that you can say that with certainty
🔸 Lounsbery: Won’t be forgiven
🔸 Deco: Maybe the results would be different if you take into account the speculation and MV, but the first impression you’ll get from just hearing the song is that he probably won’t be forgiven.
🔸 Amami: If the composer and the singer both are saying that…
🔸 Lounsbery: But if there is visualization to go along with it, there’s a possibility he would be forgiven
🔸 Yamanaka: Exactly… and if you listen to the drama, the results could be different.
🔸 Lounsbery: Right… I haven’t recorded the drama yet. But I’ve had a lot of fun singing the song. How about you, Aisaka-san? What did you feel during your acting?
🔸 Aisaka: Wait, what was the first question again?
🔸 Lounsbery: It was about what you thought about the results of the first trial, and what were your thoughts during voice acting for Yuno?
🔸 Aisaka: Let’s see… Yuno-chan was really flip flopping between innocent and guilty, but personally I really wanted her to be forgiven. Just my personal thought, not as a voice actor, but just from watching Yuno-chan, I thought it would be more interesting if she was forgiven. Forgive her! I thought. She was forgiven, and I was like, okay, so she was forgiven by a close margin. But if you ask me what I think will happen in the second trial, this will also, for real, Amami, what I mean is, I don’t want the results to be affected by my opinion, but I also want her to be forgiven again. I feel like she probably won’t be forgiven, probably
🔸 Lounsbery: You think so too?
🔸 Aisaka: Yeah.. based on what I felt when singing, I felt like “Ah.. Yuno-chan, you’re saying a lot of things” so she might not be forgiven, but I wonder what would happen if she was forgiven again… I’m so scared! This is getting dangerously close.
🔸 Yamanaka: It’s fine, it’s fine
🔸 Aisaka: I wonder if I said too much.. But um, I really don’t know. I don’t know.
🔸 Yamanaka: Don’t know. No one knows the answer
🔸 Aisaka: I’ll leave the answer in you guys’ hands.
🔸 Amami: You’re so cool!
🔸 Aisaka: Whichever way it rolls, Yuno will be interesting
🔸 Amami: True!
🔸 Lounsbury: No doubt about that
🔸 Yamanaka: Let’s do that. Whichever way it rolls
🔸 Aisaka: Let’s do that, yup.
🔸 Amami/Lounsbery: Thank you.
🔸 Yamanaka: Next up, username Hanchahan-san. A question for Deco*27-san.
🔸 Deco: yes
🔸 Yamanaka: It’s finally here. “You’ve mentioned that you personally select the pairings for cover songs. Were there songs that were difficult to select, or ones that you decided on instantly? Please let us know” You’ve been complimented on again.
🔸 Amami: I want to know too.
🔸 Deco: Yuno’s Stickybug was decided on in an instant. I thought it was perfect for her voice.
🔸 Aisaka: Yay! It was so fun to sing
🔸 Deco: I wonder whose was difficult…?
🔸 Yamanaka: I haven’t seen any that were difficult to pair. I felt like all the decisions were quick
🔸 Deco: There hasn’t been any that was difficult. I had clear visions for each character’s voice, and I decided who would cover each of my songs pretty fast.
🔸 Yamanaka: it’s a bit different from being difficult, but Deco-san is releasing a lot of new songs, but did you ever feel like one of the new songs would suit a certain character better?
🔸 Deco: I did change some in between
🔸 Amami: Every time a new song is uploaded, I think a lot about which character’s vibe it gives off.
🔸 Aisaka: Now that you say it, that’s another way to enjoy it
🔸 Deco: All because you became Milgram fans.
🔸 Amami: Exactly
🔸 Deco: Every time you listen to Deco*27’s new songs.
🔸 Aisaka: True!
🔸 Amami: Every time a new song is uploaded.
🔸 Aisaka: That seems really fun
🔸 Amami: Like, “This feels like this character” and “doesn’t this one feel like that character?”
🔸 Aisaka: I agree!
🔸 Deco: I see, that’s a new way of enjoying them
🔸 Yamanaka: Milgram fans think you wrote a new song for one of the characters to sing
🔸 Deco: Ah, I see
🔸 Aisaka: That’s so interesting
🔸 Deco: I like that style of enjoyment
🔸 Aisaka: It’s the perk of being a Milgram fan
🔸 Amami: Maybe the second trial cover songs will be exactly as how everyone predicts
🔸 Aisaka: I’m looking forward to it
🔸 Deco: I do want everyone to take a guess though.
🔸 Aisaka: Sounds fun!
🔸 Amami: true
🔸 Deco: I think they’ll probably get it right.
🔸 Yamanaka: Do they get any prizes if they guess right?
🔸 Aisaka: Eh? That’s great. There are prizes? Just for having fun?
🔸 Amami: I think there are those who are starting to record their cover songs now, but when it gets to Kotoko at the end, Deco-san will probably have more songs.
🔸 Yamanaka: That’s right
🔸 Lounsbery: Good point
🔸 Deco: The cover songs for characters going later might change. I might feel that new songs would suit them better.
🔸 Yamanaka: You’re making too many songs, are you okay?
🔸 Deco: I’m okay
🔸 Amami: True, it’s a lot
🔸 Lounsbery: It’s very fast paced
🔸 Yamanaka: You’re releasing them at an intense pace
🔸 Deco: I’m totally okay
🔸 Yamanaka: You’re even making a lot of songs for Milgram, and I often wonder if you’re doing okay. And you keep releasing new songs on top of that.
🔸 Deco: I’m okay.
🔸 Lounsbery: Let’s have everyone take a guess in the comments about which songs we will cover
🔸 Amami: True!
🔸 Deco: Then let’s have everyone guess Yuno and Futa’s second trial cover songs.
🔸 Aisaka: Ah~ Sounds fun
🔸 Deco: We gotta make sure to not give anything away from our facial expressions
🔸 Lounsbery: We definitely can’t give it away with our facial expressions
🔸 Deco: All five of us here know
🔸 Lounsbery: And we’ll all read the comments, so we’ll know if it’s right or wrong
🔸 Aisaka: That’s gonna be so hard
🔸 Amami: Poker face! Poker face!
🔸 Deco: Poker face
🔸 Aisaka: That’s so hard
🔸 Lounsbery: I wonder if everyone can guess right
🔸 Everyone: Oh~
🔸 Lounsbery: I see…
🔸 Amami: I see…
🔸 Lounsbery: There are also requests of which ones they want
🔸 Deco: By the way, songs that have been covered already in the first trial won’t be covered again.
🔸 Lounsbery: So there won’t be overlaps
🔸 Deco: Correct. For now
🔸 Yamanaka: I see.
🔸 Lounsbery: As expected, a lot of people guessed the newest songs.
🔸 Yamanaka: Not that we’ll give you an answer though
🔸 Lounsbery: We don’t answer anything
🔸 Amami: But there are so many that I agree with! Like “Oh yeah that’s great, I want to hear that too”
🔸 Deco: I agree
🔸 Deco: We’re just making them comment and we’re not answering anything
🔸 Lounsbery: Because then they’ll find out. There’s about half a year to go until the second trial, so I hope they can wait for it.
🔸 Deco: But I like that there are a variety of predictions. I do agree that some of them are pretty compatible.
🔸 Amami: I see… so that kind of song could fit that character too…
🔸 Lounsbery: I hope everyone looks forward to it.
🔸 Yamanaka: Amami-san do you want to read the next question?
🔸 Amami: From Umanoko-san. Thank you!
🔸 Lounsbery: Thanks
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🎴Question and Answer #3
🔸 Amami: Is there anything that Yamanaka-san pays close attention to when writing the story?
🔸 Yamanaka: What I pay attention to… What I pay attention to…This can be said about all of Milgram, but I want to make it so that your interpretation of it changes depending on your standpoint, thinking processes, and ways of life. I pay great attention to avoid writing the story in a way that depicts something as absolute good or absolute bad, or one thing is right and the other is wrong. I want the story to elicit a different opinion from you when you revisit it as you get older. Milgram is a long term project, so for example someone might discover Milgram when they’re in elementary school, and grow up with Milgram into their highschool years. When they become highschoolers, they can look back on their decisions they made in elementary school, and see how their thought processes have changed over the years. I’d be happy if Milgram could accompany you through your life. I want Milgram to be something that when you look back on your life, you remember it as something near and dear to your heart. That’s what I think about when I write the story
🔸 Lounsbery: I see
🔸 Yamanaka: I gave such a serious response
🔸 Amami: Not at all, you’re completely right. It took about a year and a half to complete the first trial, so everyone is probably already aware that it’s a long term project. It’s completely probable that elementary school kids could become highschoolers during the duration of this project.
🔸 Yamanaka: In the current times, entertainment is very fast paced. Like “Here’s a new mobile game!” and it thrives for a year, then it starts to decline. The society thrives on fast consumption. I hope that Milgram can provide content that progresses at a slower pace, which you can enjoy in between your favorite manga or games as a change of pace.
🔸 Amami: I like that a lot. Thank you for the question
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🔸 Yamanaka: Should I read the next question?
🔸 Amami: Please do
🔸 Yamanaka: Username Haru-san. “Good evening, a question for Yurina-chan. You cover the prisoner’s songs as Es, and I always enjoy your commentaries about what happens afterwards. I think your commentaries are always easy to understand. I love Yurina-chan’s covers, and I want to ask which prisoner’s song do you like best? I’d love to know if there are any lyrics that are impactful because they’re from a certain prisoner, or any stories you might have because you covered the songs.
🔸 Amami: Oh~ I see
🔸 Yamanaka: Yurina-chan’s fan
🔸 Amami: There are still some songs that haven’t reached 1,000,000 views, so I haven’t covered those yet, but what I personally enjoyed the most was surprisingly Throw Down…
🔸 Deco: Oh, it’s Throw Down?
🔸 Amami: It was very fun. Of course, songs like “This is How To Be in Love With You” ended up completely different from the original. I wanted to sing in a cute way at first, but Deco-san said let’s not do that.
🔸 Deco: Es would sing it more gruffly and brusquely
🔸 Amami: He told me to be more like Es. So I sang that song in that way. Among the covers of songs that have reached 1,000,000 views that haven’t been released yet, I think you can see a new side to Es in Throw Down. But Umbilical was super fun too.
🔸 Aisaka: I’m glad to hear that. It’s a good song, right?
🔸 Amami: I hope you can enjoy Es Covers while you wait for the second trial
🔸 Aisaka: I want to hear Es sing “Yatchattanda Shitchattanda” (I messed up, I found out) as soon as possible. I think it’ll be great.
🔸 Amami: I think you can hear it sooner than you think. I think it’s the next one?
🔸 Yamanaka: Yes, it’s the next one
🔸 Aisaka: I’m so excited!
🔸 Amami: So I think Yuno-chan’s cover will be released next
🔸 Aisaka: I can’t wait
🔸 Yamanaka: What do you think as Futa, the original singer, about Es’s cover of Bring it On?
🔸 Lounsbery: It was fresh. I did expect Es to sing in a gruff manner, but I was surprised by the talking parts in the later half. It was really fresh. So I really want Es to cover the second trial songs soon.
🔸 Yamanaka: So let’s get the second trial songs over 1M views fast
🔸 Amami: Please, everyone
🔸 Lounsbery: I started thinking about ways how Es would cover it in my head already
🔸 Deco: Ah it’s quite difficult… all of season 2's songs are difficult.
🔸 Amami: Yes… personally –
🔸 Deco: I felt everyone was so amazing for being able to sing them, especially in character.
🔸 Lounsbery: It was properly difficult
🔸 Deco: certainly
🔸 Yamanaka: Every song was difficult, really.
🔸 Amami: Personally, I felt that second trial songs are more in line with each character compared to the first. It shows more of their personal parts. I’m really excited to know what kind of directions I’ll receive when I cover them as Es. I hope everyone, including the prisoners, can look forward to it.
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🎴Question and Answer #5
🔸 Yamanaka: Amami-san do you want to ask one more?
🔸 Amami: Yes~ Let’s see which one… Cute… a cute one
🔸 Lounsbery: Which one will you choose?
🔸 Amami: Ice cream…
🔸 Lounsbery: That's great. go ahead and read it
🔸 Yamanaka: Let’s go with that one
🔸 Amami: Is this one okay?
🔸 Lounsbery: You can just read it
🔸 Amami: It’s from Link-san. What’s your favorite flavor of ice cream?
🔸 Deco: They asked, what your favorite flavor of ice cream
🔸 Yamanaka: This is a question specific to Milgram, so please do answer it
🔸 Lounsbery: This has almost nothing to do with Milgram, just what flavor of ice cream you like
🔸 Yamanaka: They want to know
🔸 Lounsbery: What flavor do you like?
🔸 Amami: I like the classic, milk flavor
🔸 Aisaka: Heh~ that’s so like you
🔸 Lounsbery: Milk?
🔸 Deco: Vanilla?
🔸 Amami: Ah, Vanilla! Vanilla milk. I don’t know. Vanilla. I like vanilla
🔸 Aisaka: That’s a good answer
🔸 Yamanaka: That’s a classic.
🔸 Amami: What about you? Yamanaka san?
🔸 Yamanaka: Well, vanilla.
🔸 Deco: We got two vanillas
🔸 Lounsbery: Vanilla is good. Hmm, I don’t really know what flavors are available at foreign Baskin-Robbins
🔸 Yamanaka: You don’t need to think that deep. Just answer casually
🔸 Lounsbery: I like Popping-Shower, but in terms of more standard flavors, I like vanilla and cookies and cream. I like vanilla
🔸 Amami: Hm?
🔸 Lounsbery: what about you Deco?
🔸 Deco: Azuki bar
🔸 Aisaka: It’s delicious
🔸 Lounsbery: True, it’s good. For real.
🔸 Amami: So yummy
🔸 Deco: More than the flavor, it’s about the brand
🔸 Lounsbery: Yes, the brand name. Delicious.
🔸 Amami: They almost break my teeth. Like “Gahh”. What about Aisaka?
🔸 Aisaka: I like mint chocolate
🔸 Amami: It’s so yummy! I love it too
🔸 Yamanaka: Please support Milgram
🔸 Amami: The room is so relaxed
🔸 Lounsbery: We just talked about our favorite ice cream flavors.
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🔸 Yamanaka: I like it. We also have a job interview-esque question. From username Yua-san, question for the three voice actors. “How do you feel about getting selected as the voice actor for Milgram characters?”
🔸 Deco: Seriously, it’s a job interview
🔸 Yamanaka: Please respond.
🔸 Lounsbery: I feel like I’m being tested
🔸 Aisaka: I’m very happy, but I do wonder what they saw in us when they chose us. They didn’t ask me to audition for Yuno, so I wonder what they saw in the voice sample on my production company’s home page. But I felt very happy.
🔸 Yamanaka: You didn’t refuse us, so
🔸 Aisaka: Of course not, I would never. I was very excited when I saw the project.
🔸 Lounsbery: True, that’s my case too. When I read about Futa’s character and the script, I was like, this is nothing like anything in my voice samples
🔸 Yamanaka: True, you’re right
🔸 Lounsbery: I’ve never acted for this type of character until Futa came along, so I wondered what they saw in me – like, do people think I'm attacking people on social media? Do I look like the type who’d attack people behind their backs? But I really had fun acting as Futa, and I really like it, so I think it’s a brilliant casting decision. I’m very grateful.
🔸 Yamanaka: We’re choosing for Milgram afterall, so instead of something we’ve heard before, I wanted to excavate a side that no one knows yet. Arthur-kun is elegant in all aspects. I want to hear a Futa from someone who is elegant.
🔸 Amami: That’s a great point
🔸 Yamanaka: That’s what I feel when I’m making the contents, and Arthur-kun’s fans probably also want to see this new side of you, so it’s a win-win if I can excavate this side of you.
🔸 Lounsbery: True. I’m so happy to hear that. I feel like all that growling paid off.
🔸 Amami: It’s really great
🔸 Yamanaka: Warden, your turn
🔸 Amami: Eh~ I wonder… Personally, I’ve always wanted to play a shota-like character
🔸 Aisaka: It’s really great.
🔸 Amami: really?
🔸 Aisaka: I stan Es because it’s Amami
🔸 Amami: I’m so happy! I’ve also always liked Deco-san’s songs, so I wanted to sing them with a shota voice. I was so happy when I received the offer. The casting was done by Yamanaka-san, right?
🔸 Yamanaka: It was a group decision after listening to you sing
🔸 Amami: He was the one who found us though
🔸 Aisaka: How did you find us?
🔸 Yamanaka: I don’t know if I can say this, but we took on Amami as a new challenge for us too. I think for a central character, it’s important to choose someone who wasn’t already known for being in other works. I hope that being at the center of Milgram can have a meaningful impact on Yurina’s career in some way.
🔸 Amami: It has already! Thank you so much
🔸 Yamanaka: It was a new challenge for us too, and we hoped that you would also be able to go beyond your potential
🔸 Amami: I’m so happy, thank you so much
🔸 Lounsbery: That’s a heartwarming story
🔸 Aisaka: I’m so happy
🔸 Amami: I feel warm and fuzzy now
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🎴Question and Answer #7
🔸 Yamanaka: There’s one more similar question. It’s about acting. From the username Chikushi-san. Are there characters in Milgram that you’d like to play as, other than your own?
🔸 Amami: Ehh~~ I see…
🔸 Lounsbery: A character that I want to play as?!
🔸 Yamanaka: They’re also asking me, and Deco-san, to answer.
🔸 Deco: Everyone?!
🔸 Aisaka: I want to know!
🔸 Yamanaka: A character that you want to play as.
🔸 Amami: Time to think
🔸 Lounsbery: I’ve never even thought about acting as other characters.
🔸 Deco: Can I go?
🔸 Yamanaka: Go ahead
🔸 Deco: Futa
🔸 Amami: I can see that, you do give off that vibe.
🔸 Deco: It seems fun
🔸 Lounsbery: It’s fun
🔸 Deco: Yeah. He just said that with a huge smile. It looks really fun.
🔸 Aisaka: You were practicing Futa’s lines in the dressing room just before, right?
🔸 Lounsbery: Show us
🔸 Deco: Why?!
🔸 Lounsbery: You were practicing them just before this, in the dressing room
🔸 Amami: It feels lonely, we start by saying our characters’ lines first but Yamanaka-san and Deco-san don’t have any.
🔸 Lounsbery: How about the line on the first page
🔸 Yamanaka: We don’t want to be introduced as cringelord producers
🔸 Lounsbery: Say “Don’t take me lightly just cuz I’m a prisoner!”
🔸 Aisaka: Yeah! You were saying it just a while ago
🔸 Deco: I have to really use my throat right?
🔸 Lounsbery: yup
🔸 Deco: “Don’t take me lightly” like that?
🔸 Aisaka: yes
🔸 Amami: Sounds good
🔸 Lounsbery: Should I do an example first? “Don’t take me lightly just cuz I’m a prisoner!”
🔸 Deco: “Don’t take me-”…. Can I recuse myself?
🔸 Aisaka?: Eh~ But I want to hear it
🔸 Yamanaka: I’m sorry to mention another one of my works, but Deco-sensei has debuted as a voice actor in the game I made, Caligula2
🔸 Amami: That’s amazing!
🔸 Aisaka: Already debuted
🔸 Deco: Thank you for the opportunity
🔸 Yamanaka: He has so much stability that you wouldn’t think it’s his first time. I don't want to sound arrogant but he has great aptitude for it.
🔸 Deco: Really? Then please, cast me for Milgram too. Any role
🔸 Yamanaka: Let’s switch someone out
🔸 Amami: Switching them out?!
🔸 Deco: Then, Shugo
🔸 Yamanaka: Let’s switch Shugo out
🔸 Deco: with Shidou, lol
🔸 Yamanaka: Any characters you want to play as?
🔸 Amami: Eh~
🔸 Aisaka: Yes
🔸 Yamanaka: Go ahead
🔸 Aisaka: I want to play as Haruka
🔸 Yamanaka: Haruka?
🔸 Aisaka: It seems really fun, everytime I listen to him. Horieru seems to be doing both the songs and lines with so much fun. I’m envious. So if there’s an opportunity, I’d love to try playing as Haruka.
🔸 Lounsbery: I see.
🔸 Aisaka: I want to laugh creepily like “gufu gufu” like him
🔸 Yamanaka: “Gufu Gufu”?
🔸 Amami: Eh~ For me it’s…?
🔸 Lounsbery: Go ahead
🔸 Amami: Ah, do you have one?
🔸 Lounsbery: I think Mikoto would be fun to play. I feel like it’s fulfilling to act as him because of the way he is. I want to act as Mikoto in my own style.
🔸 Aisaka: I can see that
🔸 Amami: Yamanaka-san do you have one?
🔸 Yamanaka: When I’m writing, who I think the most fun would be is… I hear their voices in my head, and excuse me for my word choice but I think the one that makes me feel the most complicated is Mu.
🔸 Deco: Do you want to give it a go as Mu?
🔸 Yamanaka: I can’t do it
🔸 Amami: Give it a try!
🔸 Deco: Let’s go!
🔸 Yamanaka: I personally feel like Mu’s character is very exquisite, like she irks me but at the same time I want to forgive her. She has this childishness to her. She has a pretty appearance and pretty voice that makes you want to fawn on her. Like when you see a cute baby, you want to gobble them up.
🔸 Amami: Gobble them up
🔸 Yamanaka: It tickles a hint of my sadism. She’s a complex character
🔸 Amami: Ah I see…
🔸 Yamanaka: Rather than wanting to act as Mu, I want to see many different actors’ versions of Mu
🔸 Everyone: Ah I see~
🔸 Deco: You totally ran away just now. You escaped from doing her impression
🔸 Yamanaka: I ran away and used up a lot of air time doing it
🔸 Lounsbery: you took your sweet time saying a lot
🔸 Yamanaka: We don’t have a lot of time left so let’s move on
🔸 Deco: Not like I can say much, since I recused myself too
🔸 Amami: not at all, not at all
🔸 Lounsbery: This is great
🔸 Aisaka: How about Amami?
🔸 Amami: For me, it’s Mahiru-chan. I respect that she’s so dedicated to love. After listening to O-Miho’s Mahiru-chan, I felt that those kinds of girls are wonderful, so I would like an opportunity to play as her too.
🔸 Yamanaka: There’s a lot going on within her, but on the surface she is always very positive, so she’s interesting
🔸 Amami: That was a very interesting question
🔸 Yamanaka: Now that we have answered a lot of questions…
🔸 Lounsbery: We’ve received a lot
🔸 Yamanaka: We’re almost out of time
Lounsbery: Time goes by so fast
🔸 Amami: It really went by in the blink of an eye. We are approaching the end of the program.
🔸 Lounsbery: Too fast!
🔸 Amami: Let’s take a look at the information for the second anniversary.
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🔸 Yamanaka: I’ll take it from here. Please take a look at the slide. This information has been announced already, but we have received a brand new illustration from Akka-san to commemorate the second anniversary. It looks so cool
🔸 Lounsbery: It’s so cool
🔸 Amami: Amazing, so cool. It’s also very different from the first anniversary
🔸 Yamanaka: It’s a perfect illustration after the first trial had concluded. In addition to that, the next slide please. There will be a lot of merch going on sale using this illustration. There is currently a pop up store to commemorate Milgram 2nd anniversary in Ikebukuro Loft. Amami-san, you went already right?
🔸 Amami: Yes! I went.
🔸 Aisaka: So fast!
🔸 Amami: I wanted the can-badges, but because everyone adopted so many, so I wasn’t able to adopt any
🔸 Aisaka: But that’s a happy thing
🔸 Amami: Yeah!
🔸 Aisaka: We’re grateful for that
🔸 Yamanaka: I see..
🔸 Aisaka: I see..
🔸 Amami: Thank you so much everyone!
🔸 Yamanaka: The pop up store will be available for the dates on screen, so please give it a visit everyone
🔸 Amami: Please go~
🔸 Yamanaka: Next slide please. If you purchase over a certain amount, you will get one special post card at random. Each one comes with the prisoner’s signature.
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🔸 The slide: You’ll get a free post card “Event limited post cards (12 kinds)” at random with purchases over 2000 yen
🔸 Amami: I want them all!
🔸 Yamanaka: Signed by the prisoners. Please check them out
🔸 Amami: So wonderful~
🔸 Yamanaka: Another piece of information that’s already available is that we are giving pin badges to our members with annual membership on the official Milgram app for the 2nd anniversary. All of our annual members can get the badge by submitting an application, so please don’t forget
🔸 Amami: It’s available until 4/28, which is tomorrow.
🔸 Lounsbery: It’s this
🔸 Yamanaka: It looks cool
🔸 Lounsbery: Yup. Milgram badge
🔸 Amami: It looks cool
🔸 Lounsbery: Please get it
🔸 Yamanaka: It really looks cool
🔸 Lounsbery: Stylish
🔸 Amami: I wear mine here
🔸 Lounsbery: Your collar
🔸 Amami: Yup, it’s here. It’s available until 19:00 on 4/28, so please don’t forget~
🔸 Amami: Okay! Everyone has been waiting for this right? From this point on, we’ll announce the new information
🔸 Yamanaka: Next slide please. Milgram’s official online store will be open soon. This store only carries Milgram products
🔸 Aisaka: I’m so happy
🔸 Amami: They’re the best
🔸 Yamanaka: A store dedicated to Milgram. There are merchandise that can only be obtained here, and there are more products being designed specifically for sale through this store. It will be open in the near future. Please check twitter for updates.
🔸 Amami: It’ll be open soon~
🔸 Aisaka: I’m so excited
🔸 Yamanaka: Next please. It’s been decided that Milgram merch will be made by the popular merch site AMNIBUS as a part of their popular merch series “Ani-Art”. “Ani-Art” is a popular artistic merch series by AMNIBUS. As you can see behind us…
🔸 Aisaka: Ah, that’s right!
🔸 Amami: It’s so great
🔸 Lounsbery: You can see behind us, our own characters and the other characters too
🔸 Aisaka: They’re so stylish
🔸 Lounsbery: There were a lot of comments asking about these illustrations
🔸 Amami: there were!
🔸 Lounsbery: So here’s the answer.
🔸 Deco: They were leading up to this
🔸 Amami: Please check them out!
🔸 Yamanaka: It’s very different from the usual art
🔸 Everyone: Yeah it’s very different
🔸 Yamanaka: I think it’s great
🔸 Amami: So cute
🔸 Yamanaka: Let’s move onto the next slide. Undercover LINE stamps will be on sale soon
🔸 Amami: They’re finally here
🔸 Yamanaka: Undercover has reached over 3M views
🔸 Amami: Thank you!
🔸 Yamanaka: So it’s been decided that we will distribute the LINE stamps from Undercover. These will also be available in the near future so please check our official Twitter for updates. And now…
🔸 Amami: The atmosphere will change from here
🔸 Lounsbery: It’s time, finally?
🔸 Amami: I feel restless
🔸 Yamanaka: There was a hint in our conversation earlier in this stream
🔸 Amami: I wonder what it was?
🔸 Deco: Ice cream?
🔸 Yamanaka: Ice cream
🔸 Amami: Ice cream! Vanilla, maybe?
🔸 Deco: Milgram and ice cream collab?
🔸 Yamanaka: Milgram and ice cream collab
🔸 Aisaka: That’s so good!
🔸 Amami: I want that
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🎴FINAL THREAD FINALLY.
🔸Yamanaka: Next slide please! After the novel, it’s been decided that Milgram will be made into a comic!
🔸Lounsbery: Manga!
🔸Yamanaka: It will become a manga.
🔸Amami: What a surprise!
🔸Yamanaka: This was a surprise for us too
🔸Deco: It was quite a surprise.
🔸Yamanaka: It wasn’t like this was decided from the start, it’s because the novel did so well, and we were asked if we wanted to make it into a comic
🔸Deco: We’re so grateful
🔸Yamanaka: It was received so well, and everyone was so passionate about it, and that’s why we were offered to make it into a comic.
🔸Lounsbery: wow
🔸Yamanaka: It will be based on the story in the novel, but I feel like it will also have its own unique story.
🔸Amami: We as the main story can’t lose! Let’s work hard
🔸Aisaka: Exactly, the novel is too popular.
🔸Yamanaka: True
🔸Aisaka: I’m worried people will forget about us.
🔸Yamanaka: That’s so scary, what are you talking about
🔸Amami: Eh?! I’m so worried
🔸Yamanaka: A horror story
🔸Aisaka: I don’t want that
🔸Yamanaka: The last announcement. I feel like there are a lot of people who came today to listen to this.
🔸Deco: Probably
🔸Yamanaka: I’ll announce it now. Slide please! Milgram second trial, commencing July 2022
🔸Lounsbery: Finally!
🔸Deco: It’s finally happening!
🔸Lounsbery: Summer
🔸Deco: The second trial is coming
🔸Yamanaka: The second trial is coming, everyone. How about it, the second trial
🔸Amami: Eh? How about it?
🔸Yamanaka: Just by mentioning the second trial, everyone gets so hyped.
🔸Aisaka: I only have excitement for it
🔸Lounsbery: It pains me that I can’t say anything
🔸Yamanaka: You can’t say anything
🔸Lounsbery: We are so limited in what we can say that people will think we have no love for Milgram
🔸Deco: We’re too scared of spoilers
🔸Lounsbery: Exactly. We can only say things that barely touch the surface
🔸Deco: So it’s just a little over 2 months away?
🔸Yamanaka: yup. You might have thought that the second trial can’t come soon enough, but you only have 2 months left where you’re safe
🔸Amami: Hell is coming
🔸Aisaka: Eh~ but I’m really looking forward to it. I wonder what decisions everyone will make
🔸Yamanaka: I think everyone will see a new side of Milgram, so I hope everyone can watch it.
🔸Lounsbery: I want everyone to watch it soon
🔸Amami: Thank you everyone! Now we are really at the end of the stream. Let’s get a closing comment from each of our guests today. First up, Aisaka-san
🔸Aisaka: I’m Aisaka Yūka in the role of Yuno. I’ve already completed recording for the second trial for Yuno. I hope everyone can listen to them soon. It’s really hard to say without spoilers, but I’m worried that when you first listen to them, you might not forgive her, but I will leave it to everyone’s sensibility and their own interpretations. “This character is saying this, but my decision is that” and maybe it’s a decision similar to what you would make in your own life - I hope that you can make the decisions in simple ways. Please forget everything I said today, and listen to Yuno’s song/drama with a blank slate of mind. I felt lonely because it’s been a while since recording until the second trial, so it’s really great that you guys asked a lot of questions and I was able to address so many today. Thank you everyone!
Amami: Thank you~ Next, Arthur-san please
🔸Lounsbery: First, I want to thank everyone for watching today. Now that the first trial is over, we are heading into the second trial in July. Whether you have listened to all characters’ songs and dramas, or whether you follow only your bias, Milgram can be enjoyed in many ways, even individual contents. You can pursue a single character, and you can also enjoy the novel and the upcoming comic. Milgram is expanding as we speak, and the range of how you can enjoy it is also widening. And as we mentioned today, the second trial is pretty hellish. The songs have powered up since the first trial, and they’re even more enjoyable. Please prepare yourselves for July. Whatever the results may be, “They’re the results of your decisions! Enjoy them until the end!”
🔸Amami: That’s amazing, thank you so much!
🔸Deco: So cool!
🔸Amami: Next, Deco-san please
🔸Deco: Thank you for coming today everyone! I felt your passion once again through your comments today. The recording of second trial songs have been completed, and we are working on the MVs. We’re doing our best to match your passion level to drag you all down to hell. Thank you so much for today.
🔸Amami: Thank you! Next, Yamanaka-san please
🔸Yamanaka: Everytime I visit the set, I really feel like the content creators and the voice actors are really enjoying their work. I hope that the more we enjoy our work and face it head on, the stronger our work can leave an impression on your life. Arthur-kun has said this too, but you can enjoy Milgram just by listening to the songs, or just enjoying the illustrations, and you can listen to the dramas too. There are many different ways to enjoy Milgram. I think Milgram is something that will become more interesting the more people participate. The more different opinions and interpretations there are, the better and more complicated the world of Milgram will be. I want everyone to be aware, and proud that you are a part of what’s making Milgram interesting, and take responsibility Everyone: Scary!
🔸Yamanaka: Milgram is interesting because of everyone’s participation, and I’d be grateful if you can continue to make Milgram a fun content. That’s all!
🔸Amami: Thank you~ Lastly, my turn. Thank you for today everyone, I am Amami in the role of Es. I said this near the beginning too, but as Es, I have the opportunity to work on Milgram longer than the others, so I prepare myself to experience hell before every recording. First trial has finally ended without troubles, and the second trial is starting in July, and I really want everyone to be able to watch the second trial soon. Until then, in the 2 months leading up to July, Es’ covers will be uploaded, so I hope you can enjoy that in the meantime, and fall down to hell 2 months later
🔸Lounsbery: So the hell is a given?
🔸Yamanaka: It’s really hell
🔸Amami: It’s really hell! Haruka and Yuno-chan’s voice dramas are done already, but I can say they were hell.
🔸Yamanaka: It’s not that I intended on making them hell
🔸Amami: Yamanaka-san I think you have terrible personality
🔸Yamanaka: they just became hell naturally
🔸Amami: I felt malicious intent
🔸Aisaka: For real though, Yamanaka-san has bad personality
🔸Amami: It’s bad
🔸Yamanaka: I just calculated everyone’s forgive or not forgiven, and as a result it became hell. That’s all.
🔸Amami: But really, from looking at the votes and all the comments from the wardens today, I feel like a lot of you are onto something. So especially those of you who watched form the first trial, you might be like, “oh, it was like this” and regret your decisions, or you might feel reaffirmed in your choices, so please look forward to 2 months later. Thank you for your continued support of Milgram! We are now approaching good-bye time. We will continue to post new information on the official Milgram twitter. Please look forward to the second trial, and continue to support Milgram. Thank you so much for today!
🔸Everyone: Bye~
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The loft is amazing! 😍 I would never close the curtains!
I would have changed a couple of (major 😅) things if it were mine. Put the kitchen underneath the bedroom and a glass partition/wall along both bedroom and kitchen. Then I'd have plastered the walls in the living area with floor to ceiling bookshelves with one of those sliding ladders for access. I have a lot of books. Done!
i'm a modern interiors bitch i love the exposed brick and high ceiling and those industrial style hanging lights? idk what they're called. and the kitchen is so big so much fucking counter space. i could run a whole ass cafe out of that kitchen. and there's multiple blinds!
also i dont think u can. relocate the entire kitchen so easily lmao i think that would be a different layout but i get what you mean.
personally it would be the perfect space for me and my dog we would live so happily ever after there, i'd just let her out on the balcony and she can bark her head off at other dogs and planes flying by and every night she'd make me go up the stairs for bedtime at 11pm. le sigh.
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CDK: The Bullpen
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Published: 9-14-2024 | Updated: N/A SUMMARY Use the Cubic Dynamics Kitbash (Simmons, 2023-2024) collection to set up corporate, exposition, and office environments. Envisioned as an add-on to the Cubic Dynamics set (EA/Maxis, archived at GOS), it features minimalist and retro-futuristic objects. Find more CC on this site under the #co2cdkseries tag. Read the Backstory and ‘Dev Notes’ HERE. The BULLPEN set is designed to help you create cubicles and co-working spaces for your interns. This is where the indispensable grunt work gets done – where all new and entry-level employees earn their stripes.
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DETAILS All EPs/SPs. §See Catalog for Pricing | See Buy/Build Mode You need the Company Expo (Mesh Pack) set (Simmons, 2024) for TXTRs to show properly in game. ALL files with “MESH” in their name are REQUIRED. Several objects in this series are oversized/offset. You may need to shift an objects upwards once to level it, and you may need “move objects” and “grid on/off” cheats to place them to your liking. When placing partitions/floating shelves and tables/desks/counters on the same tile, place the partition/shelves first. I recommend using this set with Object Freedom 1.02 (Fway, 2023), which includes Numenor’s fix for OFB shelves (2006), for easier use overall. ITEMS Desks 001-002 (612 poly) Floating Desks 001-002 (276 poly) Partitions 001-003 (24 poly) -designed to overlap; place BEFORE adding desks on same tile Task Board (392 poly) – repo’d to the “Stick ‘Em Up bulletin Board” (University EP). DOWNLOAD (choose one) from SFS | from MEGA COMPATIBILITY AVOID DUPLICATES: The #co2cdkseries includes edited versions – replacements - for items in the following CC sets: 4ESF (office 3, other 1/artroom, other 2/build), All4Sims/MaleorderBride (miskatonic library, office, postmodern office), CycloneSue (never ending/privacy windows), derMarcel (inx office), Katy76/PC-Sims (bank/cash point, court/law school sets, sim cola machine), Marilu (immobilien office), Murano (ador office), Reflex Sims (giacondo office), Retail Sims/HChangeri (simEx, sps store), Simgedoehns/Tolli (focus kitchen, loft office, modus office), ShinySims (modern windows), SH (reverie office, step boxes/shelving), Spaik (sintesi study), Stylist Sims (offices 1,2, & 3, Toronto set), Tiggy027 (wall window frames 1-10), Wall Sims (holly architecture, Ibiza). *The goal is to link the objects to the recolors/new functions in the #co2cdkseries without re-inventing the wheel! Credit to the original creators.
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CREDITS Thanks: ChocolateCitySim, HugeLunatic, Klaartje, Ocelotekatl, Whoward69, LoganSimmingWolf, Gayars, Ch4rmsing, Ranabluu, Gummilutt, Crisps&Kerosene, LordCrumps, PineappleForest. Sources: Any Color You Like (CuriousB, 2010), Beyno (Korn via BBFonts), EA/Maxis, Offuturistic Infographic (Freepik). SEE CREDITS (ALT)
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