#meanwhile in pla lol...

[goldensunset]

i still stand by bp being a really useful and cool currency for all the stuff you can get with it but mannnnnnnnn it really is like oh so you want to do literally anything in the dlc beyond the main story? enjoy running all over creation in the terarium doing the most random stuff for hours on end lol

[eyepatchdate]

i DO love the end of the thieves guild questline and how corvus gets to reclaim his life, etc, but like. i understand his wife's position and that she obviously cannot abide thievery but like, at the same time, it's a huge part of who he was, and hearing her SO dismissive is sort of weird.

[parasolladyansy]

PLA Mizumi - Return

It’s strange seeing older Ingo after all the Hero of Bombs stuff lol…I missed him ;u;

When I got back to Jubilife Village, I immediately ran over to Ingo, thinking that he’d have something to say, at least a “I see you have returned to this station safely.” Honestly hurt my feelings a little when he just repeated his regular dialogue, but knowing how very kind Ingo is, I figured maybe this was why. 🥲

Meanwhile, Mizumi isn’t sure why exactly she broke down on Ingo of all people - maybe it’s because he comes from the modern era like her, or maybe it’s because unlike Professor Laventon & Sasmu, Ingo didn’t openly express his relief (at first), giving her a blank slate to express her own feelings. Either way, Ingo knew how to respond, not unlike how he responded years ago for her descendant…🩵

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🍃 PKMN Legends: Arceus - Mizumi 🍃

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[11queensupreme11]

Hi! So, I actually don't know if I sent this ask cuz I wanted to send it at like 2 o'clock in the morning, and I also had the idea for the ask in what might have been a dream. Overall I am very confused, so if I did send this already or answered an ask similar to this then please ignore this 😅

So I was wondering what would happen if, in the cheating au, Percy does kill herself, but cu suddenly wakes up to when she first arrived, like in the isekai asks a while back. How insane would he be? Cuz I don't think he could just wait till the day he originally met her, and would just attack the greeks to get her back

oh i like this! back to the cú chulainn cheating au hehe (my fav au for him so far lol) and oooooooh another isekai to the past thing!!!!!!!

when cú chulainn wakes up back in his old room in his father's palace, he's gonna be confused. but then he gets the shock of his life when he sees what date it is; it wasn't just percy's "birthday" but also the year she was "born"

considering that they've been married for hundreds, maybe even thousands of years, he definitely knows about her arrival. she most likely told him what it was like, so he 100% knows to go straight to the bifrost to find her, knocks out the guards, and arrives just in time for her to fall out and catches her in his arms (awwww how romantic 💖)

this poor man is STRUGGLING not to get emotional. she's got bed hair, wearing the most ridiculous midgardian pajamas he's ever seen, and she looks lost af, but she looks absolutely BEAUTIFUL for him and he's in love all over again 🥺💖💖💖💖 he has to force himself not to be too forward; he has a chance to fix things again and he can't squander it by freaking her out.

so he plays along, acting just as clueless as her. he certainly has no idea how she got here, but he might as well take some responsibility and help the poor girl out! so he takes her back to the otherworld (the section of valhalla where the celtic pantheon resides). lugh is absolutely flabbergasted as to why his son's demanding they take in a mortal girl with an aura concerningly similar to poseidon, but he allows it thx to cú chulainn's insistence.

he tries to horde her in the palace LMAO 😭😭😭 just like the good ol days i guess. anyway, he becomes her friend and protector, the only person she can trust in this scary new universe. and he pretends to be helpful and try to find a way for her back home, when he's actually not. every day he comes with more grim news, "i'm sorry percy, no progress today", "i'm sorry, there was nothing new i could find", "i'm sorry, but things aren't looking so good..." he's trying to slowly ease her into the idea of giving on returning to that fucked up universe she calls "home", to break down every bit of hope she has left.

meanwhile, he tries to rizz her up LMAO 😭😭😭😭 but he actually knows what he's doing! this dude's a whore who slept with like... half of ireland, he is absolutely good at charming ladies. showing up shirtless and sweaty, getting in close to hear, touching her, rubbing her soothingly, etc. any girl would've swooned. the issue is that it's percy he's trying to rizz up 💀💀💀💀 percy who traveled through an entire labyrinth for days on end with a party of people who ALL liked her (anthonius, rachel, ethan) and didn't realize it 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

but it's okay cuz he knows how dense his silly (future) wife is, so he's not too irked. i know some ppl would think he'd be going insane rn, but nope! why would he fret? all the yans are out of the way, NOBODY knows of her existence aside from lugh and a few others, and he is the ONLY person she fully trusts. everything is going his way, he just needs to bide his time.

the most pressing matter is the issue of her soul. she's only got about a year before the first crack happens and she has to suffer agonizing pains 24/7, and then another year before she's obliterated for good. THAT'S his greatest worry, because he doesn't want percy to be in pain. his plan is to ascend into godhood and then ascend percy next to be his immortal wife and goddess in order to tackle the soul issue. forcing an ascension would make her hate him and he doesn't want that.

so he NEEDS her to fall in love with him fast so that the idea of eternity together wouldn't be so daunting to her. fortunately for him, getting her to fall would be easy when she's so isolated and he's the only other constant in her life 💖

also, you best believe he's never EVER going to cheat again. he's learned his lesson in the worst way possible, and he cannot ever put his beloved through that again.

[worldssmallestlizard]

i want to ramble about panjura from path of titans a bit because it made me have interesting thoughts about map design in games

ok so for context everyone Hates this map because it is a big sprawling forest. the moment a map with more condensed/defined areas came out (gondwa) the majority of the playerbase moved to that

im not even really fond of this game anymore. like. i realized the combat aspect is not really for me and nor is the playerbase really (i pretend global chat doesnt exist its so tense). but what drew me in was that (1.) i had no idea that a game's map design could have so much attention to detail and (2.) ON TOP OF THAT BE SO BIG?? apparently the size of panjura is 8x8km. i heard through someone else that it also took 2 years to design

and i just find it really immersive in the way that you can come across a clearing of shallow trees over a brook or a rolling hill that like. stops to make you appreciate it if youre not focused on "man im fucking bored i gotta kill someone." because my friends advertised this to me 2 years ago as a game where you could just be a dinosaur lol. ive been trying to get some mileage out of it but havent found my niche yet really ive considered quitting the game a few times

and i guess like. gondwa (the alternative) does a good job at being more game-friendly. it funnels players into interactions a bit, and the ocean surrounding it shrinks the area you can wander, heightening your chances of coming across someone to fight. (when i was a new player it used to surprise me that everyone enjoys fighting) the land is divided up by rivers and cliffs, so most people are coming off of common bridges or shortcuts. you could also point to a specific area on the map and say "oh thats [region name]" because the borders are so defined. which is something you can't really do with panjura. thus, gondwa is a bit more palatable and is understandably why so many community servers use it to encourage interactions instead. EVERY area is considered a "hotspot" in its own way.

so you can sort of see why like. most people found panjura boring. the larger lake is probably one of the most notable features here, and even then this cuts off the bottom half of the map which does follow more of their uniform use of forests, cliffs, and occasional brooks/ponds. aside from some steep hills, you can otherwise make a beeline for any area you want to migrate to though. it is comparably "too big"

but thats what i fucking love about it so much. there is so much space that like the map has a kind of private aspect to it to the point that if you DO come across another player by some insane stroke of luck, it's way more memorable? and it has a feel to it like youre just going for a walk. but nobody opens a game to just take a walk. which makes it so hard to describe why i love panjura. its just very quiet and gives you more options if you want your own space to roam. theres also more freedom to be able to enter and leave areas at any point. i'd also like to make a note that people only play for the handful of designated "hotspots" around the center of the map

and after panjura got "replaced" for lack of better word there's not always much attention given to it development-wise; a lot of the regions could be redefined bc they've just always been circular (for context you get quests based on the region youre in. gondwa has irregular-shaped regions) and some of them are very incomplete, like some used to have missing quest items or currently have no quest items at all. meanwhile i wouldnt be surprised if gondwa got a bit more polishing over the year it was released. and that could very well be attached to gondwa just being newer/easier to tweak compared to panjura sticking with the game since the beginning

and thats just. it. panjura is comparatively more realistic and immersive in a careful way but thats all it really has going for it. and with the perspective of game design, palatability, guiding, consideration for the player, etc., you dont 100% know when someone is going to attempt to create something similar to it again. which makes me think about this a lot whenever i play it. it just sort of opened my eyes to what art in games COULD be versus what they thrive as

not even to say that gondwa has no aesthetic aspects to it, it just jams so many of them together though (i took none of these photos):

and like. hearing about it was really exciting. but even if you find an area to be very pretty, the awe stops for me when i roam for a bit and realize how small it is. most of these tend to abruptly end where another region begins. to enjoy a map i want to feel dwarfed by it like as if i could run in it for hours, not just enjoy a small spot and say "that was cool! next drastically different biome please." and i wonder if there are any other games that give you the freedom to roam like panjura does. it makes me sad sometimes how people just straight up call it bad/boring map design and it always made me want to dissect why

[uceyliyahh]

SOMETHING BOUT’ US

Summary: "I want you more than anything in my life." After being in a difficult relationship with Carmelo Yasmine decided to move on from him and become the next big thing while getting drafted on the smackdown roster she always thought she would never find love again due to her commitment issues until she met him.

This fanfic is 18+! NO MINORS ALLOWED

word count: 4296

smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.

Jey Uso x Yasmine

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. 🤍

ALSO! I don’t not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.

I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios

But I’ll be writing along the way since this story is in my drafts on Wattpad right now so yuh. 💁🏽‍♀️

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YASMINE I was on the road, fiercely defending my title as if my very existence hinged on it. I've proudly held this championship for nearly three hundred and thirty days, and it has been an incredible journey. Meanwhile, Jey had to surrender his title after suffering a broken arm in a brutal match against Drew. It was a tough moment, and now he's at home recuperating, missing me dearly.

Our wedding was an unforgettable experience, filled with love and joy. Meeting his family was a highlight; they were incredibly warm and welcoming. It felt wonderful to become a part of his family, especially as I navigate my career in the wrestling business.

Today marked the final day of the tour, and I can finally head home after feeling a bit battered and bruised. I suppose that's the price of being a champion. I've missed my partner immensely, and I can't wait to see him and enjoy some well-deserved pampering.

As I sat in my locker room, casually scrolling through my social media, a knock on the door interrupted my moment. I called out for the person to enter, all while double tapping on Instagram photos. That's when I noticed Bianca and Trinity stepping inside.

"Heyy Babygirl!" Trinity said as she gave me a hug

"Hey girlies are y'all ready to go home? Because I am I miss my man," I said sighing deeply while they chuckle at me.

Bianca inquired, "We totally get where you're coming from, but have you both discussed your dream honeymoon destination yet?"

I've been reflecting on our honeymoon plans, and I can't help but dream about Montego Bay, Jamaica. Picture us relaxing on the beach, riding dirt bikes together, and enjoying countless adventures. However, we haven't had the chance to really talk about our plans since his arm injury. It's time to start planning something special.

"No, we haven't discussed on the matter, did y'all have any ideas?" I said as I had seen a grin on their faces

My face turned into a confused one what did these two have planned? Sometimes their ideas scare me, "What?"

"We were considering that you both should head to Montego Bay in Jamaica for your honeymoon; it would be an amazing getaway." I was actually having the same thought—could she possibly be reading my mind?

Trinity remarked, "This way, you can steer clear of all the drama surrounding Melo and Liv. Speaking of him, I heard he got into some trouble for breaching the restraining order you had in place." I nodded in agreement.

"He mentioned that if he breaks it again, he won't think twice about sending him to jail, especially considering what he did to me a couple of months back. They have the evidence ready, just in case he tries to deny it."

"But going to Jamaica doesn't seem bad we both need to be away for a while until he is cleared."

We are actively discussing our plans to make this trip to Jamaica a reality, and as part of that, we've all begun searching for an Airbnb for Jey and me.

✧˚°  After a lengthy drive, I finally arrived home safe and sound. I informed Paul that Jey and I would be taking a week-long vacation to enjoy some quality time together. As I opened the door, our adorable corgi dashed toward me, instantly bringing a smile to my face.

"Hiii my little pumpkin, where's your father?" I said while giving her some loving as I shut the door behind me.

I set my bags down on the couch and slipped off my shoes, neatly placing them on the shoe rack. As I made my way to the kitchen, I couldn't help but smile at her tiny, adorable figure. I filled her bowl with food and poured some fresh water into another. With that done, I headed upstairs in search of Jey.

We moved into my house a few months back after he proposed, and shortly after, he surprised me with the cutest little corgi. She was so tiny and adorable that I felt like I could just melt! We decided to name her Ella. As I entered our shared bedroom, I opened the door to find him lounging on the bed, engrossed in a TV show. It seemed he hadn't even noticed me come in through the front door.

I cleared my throat to grab his attention, and as he turned to me, a smile spread across his face. I approached him confidently, settling onto his lap while he placed his free hand firmly on my hips.

"Hey, baby. I didn't hear you come in," Jey said softly as I leaned in forward to give him a kiss on the lips.

"Well Ella heard me coming in just fine, probably had the TV volume up to high huh? I missed my man," I said while showing him with kisses all over his face.

I heard him chuckling at my affection placing a soft kiss on my neck, "I missed you too baby it was boring without you here," that warmed by heart hearing that from him.

I settled into his lap, feeling at ease, when I noticed Ella entering our bedroom. She attempted to climb onto the bed with us, and I couldn't help but chuckle at her adorable antics. I scooped her up, helping her join us on the bed.

I found myself toying with his shirt as I prepared to discuss our exciting honeymoon plans together.

"Hey Papi," I began, drawing his gaze as he looked up at me. "I was chatting with the girls earlier, and they suggested that we should consider Montego Bay in Jamaica for our honeymoon," I went on.

"That sounds like fun did you already talk to Paul about it?" I nodded my head carefully caressing his broken left arm.

I truly empathized with him when he broke his arm during the match and had to relinquish his title. It must have been incredibly challenging for him to manage daily tasks independently while recovering. However, once he receives medical clearance, he will undoubtedly reclaim his title, and I believe that moment will be a significant triumph for him.

"How's your left arm? You've been taking your medication when I was gone?"

He nodded, saying, "Yeah, my arm hurts, but I'll manage. Now, about our honeymoon trip—when are you going to book the flight, Mama?" he inquired.

"I was going to do that later on tonight so that way we can be prepared to head out in the morning, and I'll have Trin watch Ella for us until we come back, she need some dog friends," Jey was listening to me attentively while caressing his hand all over my body as he gave my butt a squeeze.

I could sense his intentions clearly; the desire in his eyes was unmistakable. It brought a smile to my face as I rose from his lap, fully aware that his gaze was fixed on me.

I figured he might be feeling a bit helpless after his left arm surgery, so I thought it would be fun to playfully tease him by undressing. I understand that it's been tough for him with me away on tour, and I could sense that his desire was building up inside him.

He locked his gaze onto my eyes, his tongue teasingly tracing the edge of his lips as he watched me slowly peel away my layers, revealing the delicate lace of my underwear beneath. I noticed him curling his finger, beckoning me closer with an irresistible invitation.

Did I follow his instructions? No, I didn't. Instead, I stripped completely while observing him lose himself, and as I stood up and stared into his eyes, I started to touch myself.

As he climbed over the bed, I noticed that he was growing erect, which made me grin. I pulled down his shorts and boxers and watched as his large, meaty dick sprung up.

I took hold of it and started to stroke it up and down, feeling him shudder at my touch as I massaged my thumb over his sensitive head and noticed pre-cum leaking out of the tip.

"M-mama...quit...it.." Jey moaned softly.

I just chuckled at him as I started kissing his shaft gently before descending on him and observing his erratic breathing. As I twirled my tongue over his tip, I noticed him tossing his head back into the pillow.

SMUT WARNING I began bobbing my head up and down on his dick while continuing to swirl my tongue around his tip hearing nothing but his sweet moans escaping his lips as I was slurping his dick down.

I could feel him trying to take over but I swatted his hand away holding his thighs down so that he wouldn't thrust his hips in my mouth, I went down on him letting his dick hit the back of my throat.

"Shit, mama,"

"Mhmm," I responded back to him stroking his shaft up and down seeing him rolling his eyes in the back of his head I just knew that he wasn't going to do anything since his arm was fucked up—or so I thought.

I went to suck on his balls catching him off guard while continuing to stoke him up and down watching him crumbling underneath my touch.

"Fuckk, mama, you driving me crazy keep goin," He moaned feeling him gripping onto the sheets.

"Yeah? Is this all mine big daddy?"

"Yes, it's all yours mama," that made me smile knowing that effect I had on him seeing him losing control.

I continued to show his balls some loving feeling his dick twitching inside of my hand signaling that he was going to cum soon, but he wasn't going for it he sat upright pinning me down on the bed with his available hand.

He began rubbing my slick folds feeling how wet I am for him and only for him Jey had my legs pinned over my head while he aligned himself inside of me pushing his dick causing both of us to groan loudly while he began giving me his deep strokes that I love so much before going crazy

He wrapped his available hand around my throat while fucking me slowly as I gaze into his eyes seeing him leaning closer to my body so that we could feel each other's warmth placing his soft lips on mine as our lips began moving in sync.

We were passionately kissing each other feeling his dick circling around my g-spot while moaning between the kiss feeling every single inch of him.

"This my pussy ain't it baby?" Jey muttered replacing his lips onto my neck sucking it.

"Yes, fucking, yes this all yours big daddy," I moaned throwing my head back in the sheets just like how I had him earlier.

I held my legs together keeping them in place so that he wouldn't have to do all of the work due to his arm while watching dick sliding in and out of me coated up with my cream.

This man loved me down unconditionally like no other would not even Carmelo he didn't show me no love and respect during our time together but Jey he was so different and a changed man indeed, Jey kept pushing his dick deeper and deeper within me as my eyes were rolling in the back of my head.

We had pulled away from the kiss catching each other's breath while he placed his forehead on mines his gaze never leaving mines, I bit the bottom of my lip showing him my sweet innocent face feeling all of the pleasurable pain that I was experiencing right now.

He kissed my lips some more, "how this feel mama?"

"Ouuu it feels so good daddy, fuckk,"

He had a grin on his face slamming his hips deeply inside of my wet cunt causing me to gasps softly at this effect now digging my nails inside of his back causing him to hiss.

All you could hear was skins slapping against each other that sounded out the whole room he kept circling his hips around my g-spot making me go insane, it felt like I was losing control of myself during this moment.

"Daddy beating his pussy up huh princess," the way he was speaking nasty in my ear just made me melt in the inside making me even more wetter for him. "Yes. Daddy, yess ouuu fuck,"

My hand went down towards my clit as I began rubbing it in circles seeing him watching me do it knowing that he loved that shit, he was kissing my feet and my thighs yearning for me.

Jey pummeled my gushy insides to the oblivion leaving my mouth in a "oh" shape causing me to rub my clit more faster to chase my orgasm.

He was whispering all kinds of vulgar and nasty shit in my ear while talking me through it trying to keep myself together. "Cum on this dick, I want you to cum, wanna see all of your milky cream coating my dick like vanilla ice cream baby," Jey cooed at me while his dick was kissing my cervix so well.

I felt myself clenching over and over on his dick while my available hand was holding onto his arm sticking my tongue out for him like a slut, "just a fucking slut only for me tho baby," he spit inside of my mouth while beginning to tongue me down again in the process as our tongues were fighting for dominance.

We pulled back for a moment seeing the salvia coming from our mouths before heading back into the kiss feeling him gripping my throat tightly as he fucked me good.

That's when I felt a knot forming in my stomach feeling an orgasm creeping up on me I knew he could feel it too thrusting his hips.

I pulled away from his lips seeing the rest of our salvia dripping out from his lips, "fuckk I'm finna cum daddy," I mewled out.

He placed a wet kiss on my neck, "lemme' nut all in this fucking pussy this pretty ass pussy you got mamas," he grunted feeling his dick twitching since he was edging on from earlier.

His thrust became sloppier and sloppier within each second while the air thicken between us feeling the sweat coming off our bodies.

"I-it's coming! Ouu fuck Joshuaaa,"

I let out a cried moan feeling juices flowing out of me causing my body to shake while he continued at it placing nothing but gentle kisses on my face to calm me down from my insane climax that I just experienced.

At this point I felt defeated letting him do whatever he wants to me now since my body was in full shock mode I could feel his dick twitching again inside of me never leaving eye contact with him.

I managed to pull him closer towards my body whispering sweetly things into his ear that drove him crazy, "cum for me big daddy, I want all of that nut inside of me, you fuck me so good with that big ass dick," I whisper softly.

"C'mon big daddy you got it," that's all he needed to hear from me hiding his face in my neck while curing underneath his breath in the process.

"Ohh, mama, I'm finna nut," He slammed into me one last time as his warm seeds started shooting ropes after ropes inside of my inner walls as his filled me up good mixing my juices with his nut.

He kept thrusting inside of me gently making sure none of his nut spilled out of me, we were both out of breath as he laid there on my chest with his dick buried inside of me still.

SMUT OVER

We lingered in that intimate moment for a few minutes until Jey gently withdrew, leaving me with a sense of emptiness that made me whimper. He looked down at me, showering my body with tender kisses, his smile radiating warmth and comfort.

"Put yo' ass to sleep with this one little girl," Jey said in a cocky manner.

I shot him an exasperated look while suggesting he get the bath water running. It would be perfect for us to enjoy a relaxing soak together before I grab those tickets for our honeymoon getaway.

✧˚° OMNISCIENT Yasmine was in the kitchen preparing dinner after finalizing their honeymoon flights to Montego Bay, Jamaica. She sent a text to Trin, letting her know they would be leaving in the morning to catch their flight and would be dropping Ella off beforehand.

As she prepared dinner, a warm sensation enveloped her waist, prompting her to glance over her shoulder. There stood Jey, his tall 6'2 frame contrasting with her petite stature. He tenderly brushed her hair aside and planted soft kisses on her neck, eliciting a smile that lit up her face.

"What's on the menu tonight mama?" Jey asked while continuing to place kisses on her neck and shoulders.

"Tonight I will be making some Honey Glazed Salmon with some yellow rice along with asparagus with wine on the side to drink," she said feeling Jey pressed his stiff member against her which made her feel fuzzy on the inside.

He leaned in closer, resting his head against her shoulder as he watched her prepare dinner. A playful spark ignited within him, and he began to sway his hips gently, ensuring she felt the undeniable desire he had for her.

While preparing dinner, she attempted to swat him away, issuing a warning, but he paid her no mind. He was all too familiar with her, especially when she seemed preoccupied; he knew he could still get her attention.

He grabbed her by the throat with his available hand catching her by surprise placing his lips on hers causing her wrap her arms around his neck in the process.

He hoisted her up by the thighs with one hand, effortlessly setting her on the kitchen counter. His fingers glided over her backside, giving it a playful squeeze as he drew her closer, their bodies connecting intimately without the barrier of a shirt.

"Josh..c'mon now I gotta finish cooking dinner," she tried to push him away.

"That can wait I want you as my dinner for right now mama,"

"Joshuaaaa," Yasmine whined out of annoyance as he stopped what he was doing seeing her pouty face which made him chuckle making him step back. "My fault mama imma let you finish cooking but afterwards I'm coming for you and don't be running away either,"

A mischievous smile danced across her lips as she remembered the last time they engaged in such antics at her previous job, where she had dashed around like a carefree fool. It was clear to her that she was in for another round of delightful chaos.

After preparing dinner, Yasmine and Ella settled onto the couch, dimming the lights to create a cozy atmosphere. Yasmine selected a show to watch on TV, and they both began to enjoy their meals, with Ella happily digging into her own food as well.

Yasmine savored her wine, her eyes drifting toward Jey, who was completely absorbed in the show flickering on the large screen. It was hard for her to fathom that she was married to such an incredibly handsome man.

Yasmine set her glasses aside and resumed watching the show with Jey. Noticing that Ella wanted to join them on the couch, she gently lifted her up, making sure Ella settled in comfortably beside them.

"Girl you know how to throw it down for real, can you cook for me forever mama?" Jey said as she chuckled at him.

"You know I will be cooking food for you until the day I die pumpkin," Yasmine responded with a smile on her face.

✧˚° Yasmine was busy washing the dishes, loading them into the dishwasher, when she sensed someone behind her. It was Jey, returning to complete the task he had begun before their dinner together. She had a clever plan brewing in her mind for this moment.

She pivoted to face him, her gaze tracing his towering 6'2 frame, while he looked down at her petite stature. Gently, he cupped her chin and pressed tender kisses against her lips, and in that intimate moment, she wrapped her arms around his neck, fully embracing the connection they shared.

He took advantage of his free hand to gently grasp her waist, drawing her nearer to him as he showered her neck with soft, affectionate kisses that trailed down to her chest.

That's when she grabbed his dick rubbing her hand against it teasing him the process just to get him fired up that's when he pulled away for a second grabbing her by the throat giving her a warning look.

"Minks, don't play with me right now," Jey warned her as she looked at him with innocent eyes.

"Do what baby? I'm not doing anything to you just showing you some affection," She said softly placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Mhm, yo' ass ain't innocent little girl," she kept rubbing her hand against his dick hearing his breathing getting uneven tightening his hand around her throat.

Yasmine pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, then swiftly pulled away, striding off with purpose. He rested his hand on his hip, fully aware that she was teasing him, daring him to pursue her if he wanted to get what he desired.

As she playfully dashed around the house, her laughter echoed, and she could sense him closing in behind her. "Minks! I'm not chasing you with one fucking arm c'mere!" He shouted chasing after her.

She dashed into the living room, weaving behind the couches as they faced off, both panting heavily from the intensity of the moment.

"Having fun yet big daddy?" Yasmine teased hearing a dark chuckle coming from him.

"Oh, I'm having fun alright when I snatch yo' little ass up and take you in that damn bedroom quit playing with me minks," She laughed softly as she glanced at the stairs, and he mirrored her gaze, observing her every action like a lion stalking its prey, poised and ready to spring into action.

She took off, sprinting up the stairs with him hot on her heels, fully aware that he was indeed quicker. A playful laugh escaped her lips as she heard his footsteps echoing behind her. She dashed into the bedroom, hesitating to shut the door, relishing the thrill of the chase.

Jey entered the bedroom, captivated as he watched her slowly untie her red silky robe, letting it cascade to the floor and reveal her figure. He approached her, his hand gently encircling her throat, drawing her closer.

"You so fucking sexy it doesn't make any sense got me chasing after yo' ass minks," Jey whispered softly.

She ran her fingers along his inked skin, planting a soft kiss on his neck. "I wanted you to chase for what you want big daddy and now you have caught me," she said so sweetly causing a smirk to appear on his face.

"Me? Chasing you? you tryna make me work for it huh?" Yasmine nodded her head smiling innocently at him as he scooped her up with one hand slamming her onto the bed.

Her mouth watered at the sight of his large, thick dick jutting out and smacking him in the stomach as she assisted him in taking off his sweatpants and blue PSD boxers.

As she began to caress him, feeling his pre-cum on her fingers and watching him toss his head back to give her what she wanted, his eyes were filled with desire and want.

When he saw her chewing the bottom of her lips, he moistened the back of his own lips and then tucked them in while staring into her innocent ones.

He used his available hand and caressed her face along with her chin pulling her in a kiss, "so fucking pretty you gon' let big daddy take care of you pretty baby?" Jey said as Yasmine nodded her head.

"Yo' ass better not run from me either tryna make me work for it tuh you funny baby girl,"

He aligned himself inside of her entrance and began thrusting deeply inside of her causing her to throw her head back in the sheets.

"O-oh fuckk," Yasmine moaned seeing a smirk appearing on his face.

"That's right baby no running from me, lemme' take care of you,"

They spent the remainder of the night wrapped in each other's arms, lost in a whirlwind of passion, eagerly anticipating the moments they would share during their honeymoon.

Something Bout' Us

A/n: THE MFN IT BOY OF THE WWE COMPANY HE FUCKING DID IT AND I AM SO PROUD OF HIM YEETMANIA ALL THE WAY IN 2025 US USO FANS ARE SOOO UP.

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter will be finishing this book soon so that I could focus on my other books and things on tumblr.

STAY UCEY

[onestepbackwards]

Imagine if I'm your self aware PLA au we fall into the game and gain archangel wings or something. Lol volo is going to be foaming at the mouth when he sees us, Laventon is gonna want to study us, meanwhile Kamado knows he fucked up and is prying to what ever god is listening for forgiveness lol. And imagine if we clam Akari/Rei as our kids and they get wings. Just a cute and funny thought.

Tbh i’m just imagining like

Having wings suddenly throws off your center of balance so it takes forever for you to figure out how to even walk straight, let alone fly.

When Laventon or anyone finds you, you clam up and pretend that yes, of course you can fly! Why else would you have wings??

Especially when you see people giving you a wide berth.

Some claim you are an angel. Others worry you could be a demon. Thankfully they keep their distance, but at least you seem nice enough.

Meanwhile you are mumbling that this is what you get for modding Papa Nintendo’s games during a thunderstorm. At least the wings look cool.

Though Akari and Rei getting wings was definitely a surprise after you unofficially adopted them. They certainly take to them better than you did, but hey, they are at least having fun!

[pollen-blogs]

Rants from a tired writer 3: Love Triangles

The Love Triangle; love it, hate it, it doesn't matter because we all know about it, and that's what we're talking about today! I'm personally on the hate it team and deem it as the worst trope ever created, and a legitimate reason to drop a piece of media that uses it (personal preference)

The main issues I've seen people bring up when discussing this trope are the following:

It's overdone and repetitive

The lack of agency from the "main girl" is grating at best, blood boilingly infuriating at worst.

It's very often the only source of tension that keeps the plot moving forward when the creator's favourite is SO obvious.

And one of my main reasons: Love triangles are not really love triangles but more like a love V. A real love triangle would be gay and/or polyamorous in order to be a real triangle.

Our brains like familiarity and tropes in media because it's easily digestible. I was a 2017 gacha kid who watched any hated child videos I could get my hands on; believe me, I understand! However, that repetition and predictability can feel annoying after a while when you can't ignore the problems that those copy pasted stories all have in common.

Times change and we start to notice that the girl backed into the top corner of this love triangle doesn't really make choices for herself as the narrative shoves her into the arms of the two guys fighting over her. We can easily get bored from the lack of any real tension outside of this mind numbing mating ritual that takes up the entire friggin plot when you already know who's going to "win" in the end!

Times change once again and we start writing love triangles differently, with a man and a woman having feelings for the same man. More often than not, that girl will be in the way of the perfect gay relationship just waiting to happen, and she'll be depicted as mean, shallow, even homophobic sometimes so our hatred towards her feels justified (bonus point if she's in an arranged marriage with the MC's love interest). Down to its core, the love triangle is a tired misogynistic trope, but it doesn't mean it can't be saved.

Having the men in the love triangle genuinely respect the woman they're in love with is crucial, and she needs to be able to make her own choices as well. How are we supposed to root for the relationship otherwise? There's no need for the two guys to fight for the girl like she's something to be won; if one of them is genuinely being too pushy and overprotective (usually the childhood friend archetype), then make it into a character flaw that he grows out of.

Now what if that over protectiveness was born from well-intentioned ableism? You get A Sign Of Affection.

Oushi Ashioki and Yuki Itose are childhood friends; Yuki is profoundly deaf and Oushi is one of the rare few she can talk to with sign language. Years later as adults, Oushi has shown significant trouble getting used to the idea that Yuki has changed and wants to be more independent now. He is used to speaking for her because he doesn't quite understand that Yuki being semi nonverbal doesn't mean that she doesn't have a voice and can't advocate for herself. Like most characters who fit the childhood friend archetype in a love triangle, Oushi became aware of his romantic feelings for Yuki too late, as she was already in a relationship with Itsuomi by then. Still, Oushi's ableism or disrespect towards Yuki, Itsuomi and their relationship as a whole makes it very difficult to care lol.

The whole gist of Yuki and Itsuomi's relationship is that they are polar opposites in every way; although we are only going to focus on one aspect: Itsuomi travels all the time and has seen a lot of the world by the time the story starts. Meanwhile, Yuki was very sheltered as a child and has a small social circle. The bar is in the fiery depths of hell but Itsuomi never isolates her; he knows how important her friends are to her considering she doesn't have a lot in the first place. He never once felt threatened by Oushi and doesn't try to end their friendship, on the contrary, he's even trying to befriend him. He has no reason to be jealous of Oushi because Yuki chose to date him out of her own free will, and he also trusts her decision to keep Oushi in her life as a friend. Now, as much as I still dislike Oushi, he did chill out in the manga and ended up supporting Yuki and Itsuomi's relationship because he cares about and trusts her (he still has a long way to go but that's a story for another day)

Wow, a story that features a girl in a love triangle actually having agency and the men around her respect her and trust her decisions? That's neat, but I still wish we could fix the misogyny problem with the gay version of the trope!

…Oh hello Imogen!

Ok, I have to admit I actually didn't like Imogen at first because of her comments towards Tara and Darcy, but boy am I a sucker for some good old character development!

Say what you want about Heartstopper (actually, don't, I don't want to hear from Heartstopper haters anymore lol), but Imogen is such a breath of fresh air amongst all the mlm love triangle stories where the straight girl who falls in love with one of the gay men ends up getting portrayed as evil or homophobic ("I'm not like, homophobic⚆_⚆… I'm an ally!(●'◡'●)") (ps: Yes, I know Imogen isn't straight lol)

In an interview Rhea Norwood even confirmed (more or less) that Imogen never had feelings for Nick and there's a chance she thought she did because he was the only guy in their friend group who didn't make her feel uncomfortable or push her boundaries, she just didn't realise that's what it was. Anyway, thank you Imogen for proving writers don't need to villainise women in order to write a queer love triangle.

Well, my yapping has come to an end and I have said my peace. Good luck with your writing :)

TL;DR= Keep misogyny away from your writing and you should be good

[hakureiryuu]

part 1

episode 2, and I just noticed the episode titles that call the flashback b plots minisodes. what's that about?

not-quite-a-liveblog ahoy!

crowley looks so effing weird in this outfit?? maybe it's the glasses, they're so anachronistic, almost steampunk.

I actually thought he was talking about isaac or something here lol

birds flying away after crowley firebombs the goats lmao

saying that eve was the first human birth implies that she is adam's daughter???? which I guess makes about as much sense as a single breeding pair populating the planet, we all know how much inbreeding that would take.

(side note: I remember this Flood adaptation movie that had emma watson in it. noah wanted to kill off all the humans and just let the animals survive. he said while watson was pregnant that if her twin kids were boys, they could live and humans would just die out. but if they were girls who could grow up to be mothers, he would kill them. and I'm like, implying that their father/grandfather/uncles would be the ones impregnating them? nevermind the incest, what about the age gap??? but anyway)

ofc when gabriel claimed to be an expert in human birth I immediately thought of mary, but that hasn't happened yet. I mean it makes sense that this idiot would think eve counts, but couldn't he at least make it to cain??

there's something to be said about this story and elspeth's story connecting virtue with economic status. aziraphale appears to think about that when it's pointed out, but takes entirely the wrong lesson from it, as we see with elspeth later.

"but no one would ever find them- actually that's a great idea" it reads as aziraphale not wanting to deal with gabe's bullshit rather than agreeing with it, as though he hasn't done variations of the same thing for years. I still laughed tho XD

oh hey, "every day" was gonna be the original opening song for the first season! what a cute reference that will likely have little to no further relevance!

this was the point where I was like "why the hell is crowley just hanging out in that same alleyway all the time? wait a goddamn minute, did shax take his apartment?!"

it's so cute how maggie takes aziraphale's social cluelessness in stride.

the jukebox at the resurrectionist is just like the bently turning cds into queen, what a cute reference that will likely have little to no further relevance!

trumpets sound, archangels approach.

saraquel miraclling a ramp lmao

gabriel's attempts at flyswatting never work!!!!!!

I'm assuming all those newspaper clipping say "every day" etc? for some reason? someone correct me if I'm wrong, I would really love to know.

also why is he DRAWING gabriel? later he just needed it to show someone, but why not take a picture? I'm sure you have an ancient camera where you have to hide under a blanket lying around somewhere.

shooing motion miracle at the pub, hahaha

I was a good deal sus of this plan to ship nina and maggie when nina already has a partner, but that was before I realized lindsay is a piece of shit. still, it's not like they know that either! ineffable homewreckers, they are.

everyone's talked about how crowley's first thought re: romance is taking shelter from the rain 😊

but my asexual brain is somehow always teetering over the gutter, so when he said "get them wet" I blinked a bit XDD

JANE AUSTIN WHO???!?

"you think you know someone..." "she had balls!" "what?"

actually it wasn't a what, it was a well. as in "well that's not relevant to my point" like, sir, did you know this already? in what context??

meanwhile back in job's era they're having a bit of a tense discussion. this is explicitly after the flood so it makes sense that aziraphale absolutely does not believe that crowley wants to kill some kids. I wonder why lying is such a big theme in this episode? I haven't been able to really boil it down yet.

aziraphale's smug grin really breaks the tension though XDD

jemimah is adorable. the others are the product of rich parents.

these two are playing chicken with children's lives, but hey, it's about the trust 😌

"can I be a blue one?" I love her

aziraphale discovering food is so deliberately gross, why this?

so many complicated feelings from both of them about god actually talking to someone.

god's pronouns are she/they, approved.

crowley says see you in hell but the next day when sitis is about to flip god off he says actually let's walk this all back pfffft

"reach into his robes... no, higher."

when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much, they share a very special hug...

aziraphale stating flat out with no equivocation that gabriel was awful is such a huge step forward for him 😊

(while pausing to write this I noticed that john hamm is credited simply as jim, love that for him)

this is the 2nd time aziraphale has insisted "our" in the face of crowley's "my" I'm sobbing

good omens inside good omens, gomensception

aziraphale really took that "see you in hell" seriously though huh.

the gentle, simple way he says "I don't think you'd like it" hurts me and heals me.

"you're not like me because you're a demon, you're like me because you don't want to toe the party line." y'know lining up their meetings - the wall of eden, the ark, and now this - must paint a very interesting picture of aziraphale for crowley. we always thought that crowley fell for this angel nigh immediately and spent the rest of time orbiting him. now I think aziraphale fell into crowley's orbit, and crowley gradually learned more and more contradictory (and therefore interesting) things about him. like the shelter of the wing, it's all reversed in this season.

[canmom]

Animation Night 175: Short Film Night N+1 "Whoah, These Films Are Short"

Hello everyone! As you might gather from how spotty these streams have been lately, I have been running on kinda low energy for writing about animated films. But Animation Night will never die! Never!!!

Not even if I have to make an AI overlord to put all of humanity into bubbling, softly glowing science tubes, projecting each person's minds into a virtual studio so everyone can produce animation to fill my programme. [This is a hypothetical. No plans are afoot to bring about this eventuality.]

Tonight is one of those short film nights! I really like short films - there's a reason animation night started with package films like 'Robot Carnival'. And even though every collection is hit and miss, there's usually some gems.

Now, every so often we tune into the films of students at animation studios like CalArts and Gobelins. But students have been making films since long before there were video streaming sites. Some of those students will go on to be 'important in the animation industry' and stuff like that!

I recently came across a trove of CalArts films from the 80s through the 90s, thanks to rarefilmm, who maintains a great site for finding obscure movies. In his words:

Full list & link w/all the shorts I got from '80s CalArts students, some of these are on Youtube but not all of them, also included here is an unifinished version (doesn't have colors) of Wisconsin (1994), from the late Chris Moeller, considered lost media.

It's a fascinatingly old-school collection - some of the students go for a classic Disney kind of 'full animation' but you can also see the seeds of styles that would become prevalent in the 90s. The shorts are very short by the standards of modern student films, many of them less than a minute long - if anything underlines how tech has affected this scale of animation it's that.

And for modern contrast, Gobelins are releasing a current batch of student films! Alongside TRY HARD, in which anime girls try to get into anime gobelins, we have the Tekkonkinkreet-esque Kakomando in which parkour-loving kids vie with adults in a shanty town, and the above short in which a young alchemist is apprenticed to a vain and reckless older guy.

That's the student side, but what of web animation? Well, our favourite Australian animator couple Zoë Medcraft & Felix Colgrave made a great video about ants...

For that matter, I don't think I've shown Medcraft's previous animation, I'm A Witch, which drips with just as much style...

Schuschinus made a new PSYCHO ESSENCE, and I think this would be a great chance to visit the works of one of my favourite JDR-like autistic passion project series. Psycho Essence is a massive stream-of-consciousness space opera telling of how a group of hedonistic cyborg weirdos, the Maschinensäcke, resist the cosmic repressive hyperfascist force of 'F' (for Freitaglandmänner). Classic Kirby type stuff and incredibly sincere.

Honestly I think it might be a good time to watch the whole series! It's not the easiest thing to follow but it has some real sights and honestly, I just admire the whole energy of Schuschinus and his project so much.

Meanwhile The Line, one of the most talented animation studios in the world, released this incredible Berserk-core short film Heavenly Vessel - the debut for director Venla Linna. In their words:

The uneasy stasis of a space-dwelling Monarchy is shaken by the arrival of a hypnotic, luminous dwarf planet. Caught between the authoritarian Duke and the impulsive Prince, all will come to light.

That means growing extra eyes and transitioning in a kind of space orgy, apparently. Absolutely gorgeous film, and I'm really excited to see the Line going in this more narrative direction, when so much of their other work carries the stain of being an ad lol.

We also have the second season of Worthikids' series Bigtop Burger to enjoy - the ending, in which we visit the planet of clowns and learn the significance of Old Deut to clown culture, is something else.

And as usual with short film nights, if you've seen anything cool and weird and animated on the internet of late, let me know and I'll slot it in! I'm always excited to see new animation!

Animation Night 175 will be going live in just a moment, and the films will start in maybe 20 minutes or so, so please make your way into the theatre at twitch.tv/canmom!

[goldensunset]

Seeing your Volo posts kinda made me think;

Volo is like Walmart-variety Waka but without what actually makes Waka such a good character (also Waka’s a hundred times hotter for a number of reasons)

ok first of all heyyyyyyy i like volo!!! i clearly like him a lot this is a big volo fan blog i think he's a great character i wouldn't talk about him so much if i thought he wasn't. no need to pit two epic blonde dudes against each other here. i don't really have a response to 'waka is a hundred times hotter' bc in my view both of them look weird and strange for different reasons but it works and makes sense in context of their canons. but you're entitled to your opinion

second of all fun fact did you know that a post comparing volo and waka is actually how i got spoiled on the volo twist lol? i just remember coming across a huge block of text in the okami tag and seeing the name of some character called volo and at the bottom of the post i saw the tags for pla and was like 'oh NO i just spoiled myself on the game i recently got but haven't opened yet...' bc it hadn't occurred to me to dodge spoilers on the internet for it bc i never thought a post about this franchise i wasn't into yet like this would organically appear in my line of sight

third of all as for your actual point yes i agree!! sad lonely blonde man mourning the loss of an ancient culture, one of very few survivors of it, it's not clear what happened, both pursuing a deity in some regard, etc. but like in opposite directions. you think waka's gonna turn out to be evil but he really is some genuine-hearted dude who loves you a lot and it hurts. meanwhile volo appears to be the guy who understands you and respects you more than anyone else but psyche he was just using you! it's tasty

i suppose as for 'waka is a better character than volo' you could say waka's motives and backstory are significantly clearer. it isn't difficult to extrapolate meaning out of volo's actions or puzzle out what he considers to be wrong with the world that needs to be fixed given his interests and the underlying lore of this game but it's true that it's never explicit. but nonetheless given that one character is a hero (not even an anti-hero or anti-villain, just straight up an ally even if he doesn't appear to be helping at first) and the other is a villain it's sort of hard to compare them like that. similar vibes as dudes on their own but being the narrative tools that they are they're very different

[duoduotian]

i feel mentally ill i’ll just not work on things that aren’t set in stone. self care first

[samthecookielord]

Fun au time! What if cress and cilan also got sent to hisui?

Meanwhile emmet and chili are just vibing in unova like:

Emmet and Chili both fistfight god, more at eleven

I would draw how cilan and cress would look in hisui and doodle the specifics of their situation n stuff but i still need to finish watching more pla gameplay to get an idea of how theyd look lol

[m1sosazai]

ok so i've read the fics where ingo recognizes emmet right away, or very soon after meeting, or when he sees emmet he gets flashbacks and tries to run away or something bc he thinks his brother is actually some illusioned-up zoroark or something. also those fics where they meet in their dreams, or in the rifts. which are all very good!

but specifically that one fic where ingo sees like, little hallucinations of emmet out of the corner of his eye after he gets some of his memory back stuck w me. and basically i think...

what if when the twins meet again, maybe w the PLA protag or the clan leaders... emmet sees ingo give a quick glimpse at him, then pointedly ignore him.

he can't figure out why (is his brother mad at him for not finding him sooner? has he been so traumatized by the separation that he can't look directly at him, the way emmet had a hard time w mirrors during ingo's disappearance?), but meanwhile, ingo is frantically running down his mental checklist of tasks.

1. did he get enough sleep? (yes, a full eight hours before he was roped into this meeting, plus w the baby sneasels and lady sneasel.)

2. did he have enough to eat? (yes, he had a meal at the wallflower a few hours ago... with some cake lures and berries as emergency provisions if he does get hungry.)

3. is he injured anywhere? (no, the last wounds he got, some abrasions from the debris that flew up while he was fighting akari a few weeks ago, healed up just fine.)

having checked off all the criteria, ingo slowly looked up, and despite his better judgement, very carefully met gazes with the white-clothed man with his face that was still, inexplicably, there.

"warden ingo, are you alright?" professor laventon's assistant asked him quietly.

"yes, my engine is in perfect condition," ingo lied, deliberately turning away from the obvious hallucination. maybe it would vanish when he stopped making direct eye contact with it, like it always had before - he couldn't entertain the possibility of his mental state potentially getting worse and having the white-clothed man appear outside the dire situations he'd always seen him it in.

(he didn't need more people in the pearl clan whispering about his uncanny habit of talking to the air, or akari eyeing him with concern whenever he was caught spacing out while turning to the left after she'd felled one of his pokemon in battle.)

so yeah, ingo is very used to seeing emmet whenever he gets into trouble somehow... so much so that he has a hard time remembering that he CAN talk to his twin now, in the flesh, without people looking at him crazy lol.

of course, emmet isn't going to stand for his brother ignoring him forever, no matter what he might've done or what ingo thinks, so he ends up goading him into talking to him right in the middle of the meeting (about past-future information exchange or something prolly, idk), and ingo ends up yelling at him like "not now, sleep hallucination! we're in the middle of something!" (bc most of the time he's suffering from insomnia when he sees hallucination-emmet, and "injury hallucination" is significantly more worrying to most - and also rolls off the tongue less imo - to say), which attracts everyone's attention. and the twins have an argument-sation about whether emmet is hallusionary (thank you esama for that great combination of hallucination + illusion), whether it was polite to yell at your brother (remembered or not, real or not) after not seeing him for a while, and how much sleep ingo usually got in a night.

after a while of this, rei is like "...who are you talking to, warden?" (bc honestly akari gets all the spotlight and i like to include cute nerdy assistant boy more), and ingo points at him like "SEE, he just asked who i was talking to, THAT MEANS you're as fake as always!" and emmet scoffs (still smiling in relief tho) before rei is like "actually, i meant 'who is that man who looks like you, warden?'"

ingo realizes that people can see his hallucination, somehow, and spends a brief moment horrified that some zoroark has brought his friendly illusion to life to torment him, or perhaps he's dreaming right now - before it hits him.

the illusion is... real. that's a real man standing before him, feeling very familiar, who looks just like him.

and ingo just derailed a meeting to debate with him and reveal his possibly decaying mental state.

...ingo is very embarrassed.

[howl-of-the-blood]

DANCE - OC KISS WEEK 23

I'm most likely not finishing this in time lol.

Pairing: Lalik x Mara [@stormbrightwriter]

Warnings: Smutty near the end

WC: 1193

With her fingers combing through the chestnut strands, Mara kept an eye on a little box hidden behind the door. Completely pointless, she reminded herself. Their room was a huge mess that could be considered a maze, battlefield and a treasure cove at the same time. On a list of Lalik’s priorities, tidiness was among the bottom three.

“What would you like?”, she asked him.

“You know me. The classic. My look. My signature style.”

Mara rolled her eyes. “Oh come on. How about a cornrow?”

“Wouldn't that take too much time?”

“Well,” Mara took a comb and separated the hair. “A double French braid would suffice. And we wouldn’t be late.”

“If it’s not too much of a bother.”

Lalik sat on the floor, perfectly calm, like a good boy they are. They were playing with a little cubic toy, constantly shifting and moving their shoulders. Mara slapped them several times to stop wiggling, but it was useless. Lalik solved the toy’s riddle many times, she noticed. In the meanwhile, she was telling him about her day at work, focused on her fingers gliding through their silky hair.

A gentle thought slowed down her fingers. I could do this for hours. 

Lalik was sitting on the floor and Mara placed herself on an old footstool. Among all that chaos that was Lalik’s room, traffic noises from the outside, semi-musical screeching of a tortured violin next door, there was peace. Covered in the dim light of a table lamp behind Mara’s shoulder, there were two of them, all dressed up, ready to hit the club. 

She was done. “Turn around, baby.”

Lalik did, with his big blue eyes practically glowing in curiosity. “And? How do I look?”

“As pretty as a peach. Take a look, sillyhead.”

Lalik jumped to their feet and checked themself out in the mirror. Two tidy long braids went down their back.

“Absolutely perfect!” 

They turned around. “You are awesome,” they exclaimed, leaning down to plant a small peck on Mara’s cheek. A friendly kiss ended, but she wasn’t satisfied; braiding such long hair takes time. She frowned and Lalik immediately looked worried. “What?”

“Oh, nothing. You will need to do something more to make it up to me.”

“I didn’t ask you to do it in the first pla—”

Mara placed a finger on their lips. “Shhhhhh. I have a gift for you.”

“O gif?” Words came out mumbled on both sides of Mara’s index finger.

With a sly smile, she nodded and took Lalik’s hand in her. Suspicious blue eyes were staring at her.

They are so tall but they look so much shorter than me. “Don’t worry, it’s not a prank. I’m not you. But… you need to do one thing for me.”

Lalik’s free hand went behind their head, cheeks blushing slightly. “O-oh, of course. Anything you like. You just need to ask.”

This silly boy. How do I always end up with guys like these? “I need you to dance that silly dance you saw on TikTok.” Not that I don’t enjoy them.

There was an amusing shift on Lalik’s face. Slight disappointment wrinkled their lips. They were expecting something entirely else. Mara almost giggled.

“Again?” they complained. “My thighs are hurting me.”

“Then there’s no gift for you.”

The next moment, with a popular melody in the air, Lalik was dancing, jumping, twirling like a ballerina, imitating the ridiculous dance she had seen once or twice. Laughter broke out of her. It was such a pure, almost childish feeling that filled her chest with glee. 

A gentle hand took hers. “Dance with me, Mara!”

She accepted, of course. How could she say no to a dance? Immediately her foot gets caught in a belt that was lying on the floor. She stumbled, losing her balance, but Lalik catched her. 

Such a cringe situation, really. She tripped, like a damsel in distress, and they caught her like a charming prince. Music was a whirlwind around them, upbeat and loud, silencing any other sounds their bodies might be making. 

And they are blushing again. With that pretty face and braids in their hair, they almost look like a teenager. A very tall one. A very awkward one.

“Can I get my gift now?” Lalik was hardly blinking, holding Mara’s hands in theirs almost painfully tight.

Mara smiled, briefly. “Of course. Don’t move”

As soon as she went to the other side of the room, Lalik bit their fist, screaming silently. They straightened their back when the sound of Mara’s slippers came closer again. In her beautiful hands there was a small box. The wrapping paper was simple and blue. Sorry I’m late ^^’, was written on a pink sticky note, glued on top. Lalik ripped the paper. Inside was a Galadriel funko pop.

“And?” Mara was shaking her head, expecting their reaction.

Lalik didn’t say anything for a solid minute. “You remembered? That I was missing only her.”

“You sillyhead! Of course I did. You told me tha—”

“Can I kiss you?” Lalik’s cheeks were quickly losing colour from warm pink to pale green to bone white. “I mean… What would Cal say? I mean what do you say, because I know Cal is fine with it, but I mean… I’m not sure but—” 

Luckily, Mara grew impatient. She grabbed their braids and pulled them down. Lalik gasped in surprise, but quickly lost their breath when Mara pressed her lips on theirs. Her palms slid to Lalik’s neck and jaw pulling them even closer. They moaned into her mouth, which was still innocently barely opened, but already sweetly moist.

Lalik’s body melted like a candle, enveloping Mara. They hugged her tightly, wishing they had more arms to do it. To hold all of her, forever. It was so nice to hug her. And her lips… her lips were…

They bit her lower lip, maybe a bit too hard. They were unable to control themself when her lips were so soft. Lalik licked them - so delicious! And Mara smiled, breaking the kiss.

“Cal will be fine with this. But right now we’re gonna be late for the party and they are expecting us.” Mara started checking herself in the mirror, fixing her red hair.

“Ah, right...” Lalik frowned, slightly dazed. “You know, I can slow down the time.”

Mara looked at them and a smirk tugged the corner of her lips.

“Oh? And why would you do that?”

Lalik’s voice changed, grew, hardened. “To kiss you again.” Lalik took one step closer. “And again.” And another. “And again.” And another. “And again. Until… Until…”

Lalik was in front of her and this time really tall. Even though they couldn't finish their sentence, they appeared more determined, focused. Mara placed her hands on her hips, eying the pretty boy in front of her from top to bottom, noticing their pants making a familiar shape on their crotch. Mara’s glossy dark lips pouted and a dangerous shadow fell over her eyes.

“Oh, sillyhead, let me help you.” She placed her hand on their shaft pushed helplessly almost all the way up to their navel. “Until I say it's enough.”

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For the recent thanksgiving blog:

I jokingly thought of mixing both, but my idea does not feel like a thanksgiving prompt though. It's more of a crackfic, so you can randomly read this idea for the lols.

Basically the stories and events of the Red sky have been passed down through generations till someone (in the present time) finally came up with the idea to make a play based on it.

After returning to the future, Akari and Ingo decided to drag Emmet and Elesa to this play and watch. At first, Akari and Ingo were excited to see themselves in the story, Emmet and Elesa were just there to learn more about their life in Hisui.

But just like history, it can have its inaccuracies of the actual events. So it's just Akari being absolutely pissed at how inaccurate the play is- wait, nO she did NOT forgive Kamado for everything THAT easily! And wait- did they just mistaken Akari for Rei-

Ingo's just as annoyed. What do you mean he had a weird love story with Lady Sneasler!? No, his warden ceremony was not a wedding ceremony! Where did that come from!?

Meanwhile Emmet and Elesa are just flipping cackling as they watch the two angrily (but silently) criticising the play. What a fun night out.

(Short answer: Basically, it's a PLA play, but Ember Island players style. 👍)

In regards to this post

I think I might actually end up mixing both! There’s a lot of suggestions to do that I see, and I like the idea a lot!!

It won’t end up like this, but your concept is really entertaining!! Akari and Ingo would be very frustrated, Emmet and Elesa would be having the time of their lives.

Imagine seeing someone come out on stage trying to characterize your twin brother/one of your best friends, but the only surviving concept of him they could work off of was that he was a scraggly mountain hermit, so they really play it up, and that’s all he is haha.