#must be the games lighting but like how you gonna say that's black when its clearly light blue gray mf!!!

[dunmertwink]

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[goodnightmemes]

THE CRAFT (1996) SENTENCE STARTERS

❛ I can't stay home and watch daytime TV for the rest of my life. ❜

❛ The almanac says today will bring an arrival of something. ❜

❛ We need someone to call out the corners-- north, south, east and west. ❜

❛ I am sorry. My defenses are up. People here have been really rude to me. ❜

❛ He comes on to anything with tits. ❜

❛ Everything in nature steals, you know. Big animals steal from little ones. ❜

❛ Maybe you're a natural witch. Your power comes from within. ❜

❛ I had a dream about you. In my dream, you were dead. ❜

❛ Man invented God. This is older than that. ❜

❛ Do you guys worship the devil? ❜

❛ Sometimes I will want it to rain, and a pipe will burst in my room and it will just get flooded. Or I will want it just to be quiet, and I will wish for it, and I will go deaf for three days straight. ❜

❛ Nothing makes everything all better again. ❜

❛ Maybe he was just trying to save face then... because... he's going around the whole school saying that... you're the lousiest lay he's ever had. ❜

❛ Why'd you lie about me? ❜

❛ Look, I don't want to go out with you again. Okay? Please stop begging. It's pathetic. ❜

❛ She's gonna cry, and then I am gonna cry. We're all gonna cry. ❜

❛ You girls watch out for those weirdos. ❜

❛ We are the weirdos. ❜

❛ Did you tell your friends? That you're a lying sack of shit. ❜

❛ Did you ever play that game, light as a feather, stiff as a board? ❜

❛ I think she doesn't want to be white trash any more. And I told her, "You're white, honey. Just deal with it." ❜

❛ Ever since I was a little girl I said, “All I want in life is a juke box that plays nothing but Connie Francis records.' ❜

❛ It's just that I can't stop thinking about you. I don't know why, but I think I love you. ❜

❛ I don't know what's happening to me. I can't eat. I can't sleep. ❜

❛ When you open a floodgate, how do you undo it? You unleash something with a spell. There is no undoing. It must run its course. ❜

❛ You should let him suffer. ❜

❛ It's not for you to judge suffering. ❜

❛ True magic is neither black nor white. It's both because nature is both. Loving and cruel, all at the same time. The only good or bad is in the heart of the witch. ❜

❛ Whatever you send out you get back times three. ❜

❛ You want to invoke the spirit? You must be experienced to do this. It's very dangerous. ❜

❛ You know, the serpent is a very powerful being. You should respect it. ❜

❛ Listen, all I am saying is I think it's enough already. ❜

❛ I know you think we're getting what we want now, but it's going to come back to us threefold. ❜

❛ Are we actually having a theological conversation here? ❜

❛ I mean, it's fun, it's scary. I mean, who gives a shit? ❜

❛ Stop trying to win them over, because it won't work. ❜

❛ How do you know what I look like? We're talking on the phone. ❜

❛ I disagreed with them once, and they turned their backs on me. That's not friendship. ❜

❛ Sometimes it's like we're one person. Know what I mean? ❜

❛ You should have seen the look in his eyes. It was so weird. They seemed empty, like it wasn't even him. ❜

❛ You're a witch! They were right. ❜

❛ The only reason you're in love with her is because she cast a spell on you. Sad, but true. ❜

❛ You don't even exist to me! You don't even exist. You are nothing. ❜

❛ The only way you know how to treat women is by treating them like whores! ❜

❛ He's sorry? Oh, he's sorry! He's sorry! He's sorry! Sorry, my ass! ❜

❛ Don't touch me! Everything I touch turns to shit. ❜

❛ You know, in the old days if a witch betrayed her coven... they would kill her. ❜

❛ I know I don't know you very well, but I just didn't know where else to go. ❜

❛ And now, it's like everywhere I turn, they're all around me. No matter what I do, ❛ they're still there. I don't know what to do. ❜

❛ She's inside my dreams. She knows what's going on inside my head. She can read my mind. ❜

❛ I can't control it. I always end up hurting somebody. ❜

❛ You must invoke the spirit. ❜

❛ If it isn’t real then why are you still bleeding? ❜

❛ Run! Run back up to your room like the little coward that you are. ❜

❛ What's going on? Why aren't you dead? ❜

❛ He came to me. Saved me. And he wanted me to give you a message. You're in deep shit. ❜

❛ By the way, what happened to [name]? They rushed out of here without even saying good-bye. That's bad manners. ❜

❛ Relax. It's only magic. ❜

❛ Look. I know I am a little crazy. I don't mean to be. ❜

❛ It all got out of hand, and I am sorry. No more games, okay? ❜

❛ We were just wondering, do you still have any powers? Because we don't. ❜

❛ Hold your breath until I call. ❜

❛ Be careful. You don't want to end up like [name]. ❜

[doodlesdreaming]

Shin Megami Log 4(After Game Thoughts)

Finished SMT V during Christmas, and I have THOUGHTS.

I'm gonna put all that under the 'Read More' bit, so if any of you are interested in this game, then scroll past and no peeking.

Right then, final thoughts:

Brief history lesson first, I knew very little about the SMT series or the spin-offs like Persona. Of course, with how incredibly successful Persona 5 is, it's hard to miss any sort of info. But even then, my knowledge of the entire franchise was very limited. All I know is that it's basically the "Dark Souls" of RPGs with character driven stories that have of ingredients than a Final Fantasy title. At least, that was the vibe I was getting.

But even then, I never have been interested enough to want to give any of the games a try. I did get Persona Q2 back when I first heard of the 3DS dying out, but it mostly because I didn't want a Persona game with Joker's face on it to be forever lost. Weird I know, but that was my train of thought, at the time. But after clearing the first boss(and realizing that prior knowledge of Persona 5's story is an absolute must) I got bored and haven't touched the game since.

Fast forward a few years later, when Shin Megami Tensei Nocturne was announced with a HD port to current gen consoles. I was genuinely excited by the announcement. This meant that if I ever decided to give Nocturne a try, it'll be alot easier for me to do so now. Then after that came the biggest surprise of all; Shin Megami Tensei V.

Now this....this caught my attention. Though I can't really explain why. Was it the character designs? The gorgeous looking world? "D" all of the above? All I can say is that something 'clicked' and I was very interested. Even though it would take two years later until I actually got it.

And I'm so glad I did.

I was invested right from the start. From the silent "show don't tell" protagonist, all the way to Lufcier himself, the story, even with its swiss cheese holes in plot at some points, had me hooked from start to finish. The combat never got boring. I was constantly thinking of strategies and building up my demons that suited my needs and my playstyle. The world was incredibly fun to explore, even though the lighting choices, in some areas, made my eyes strain a bit. It would take me up til the big boss of the area for me to finally adjust.

And the bread and butter of it all, The Law and Chaos mechanics. A stable, I've come to understand, in the SMT series. Yet an important take away from all this is that nothing is as black and white as it seems on the surface. SMT is a franchise that makes you think. It makes you question yourselves and you inner most thoughts. And SMT V had me rolling in so many thoughts, that when I reached the 'alignment lock' of the game, I had to take a break because I was starting to get overwhelmed.

Of course, this could very well be a really weird quirk of mine. But when I get into a really good story, I REALLY get into it. And the choices I make would impact the ending I would get.

By all accounts, the Law ending would naturally mean the good ending, right? Well sure...if you can live with a Law that discriminates all other forms of thinking(a.e. free will), will not hesitate to punish they see as 'unfit' and the willingness to become corrupt yourself, just to prove a point. Sure. Law is the way to go.

The Chaos ending usually entails victory for the bad guys. And yet, there really isn't a clear "villain" in this case, other then the absolute obvious ones(f you Lamau). In Chaos, there is diversity, the freedom to choice your fate, to be yourself. And yet with so many possibilities, there will be disagreements, arguments of what is right and wrong, and power competing against power. No one really wins, and there is constant strife. But hope is just as abundant, with the capability that anything is possible.

The Neutral ending is well...the Neutral ending. You don't pick a side. You're that little kid that asks, "Why not both?" A balance of law and chaos. So understandably this would the best choice. Yes...except the neutral path follows a man who has been brought down low by both law and chaos. He lost everything precious to him, to the point where he belittles his fellow man if they show any sort of weakness. So the solution? Make humanity the leading power of the universe, but take away every viture and sin that exists in the heart and soul. And by extension, all the angels and demons in existence. Never to be even a story told by campfire light because it would never be allowed to cross through the mind. Humans would be free of woe and fear, and grow abundant in their everyday lives. But will it truly last?

You could probably guess which ending I ended up getting. And quite honestly, I'm satisfied with it. Plus it lines up perfectly with my ever growing headcanons of the Nahobino. So I'm taking it as a win.

I honestly can not recommend SMT V, especially if you're like me who enjoys a good rpg that I can sink my teeth into. It has it flaws, yes. But they feel so small that it doesn't really bother me. Some of them I can just 'fix' with good old imagination. And it's definitely inspired me to play Nocturne next, for sure. But first, I want to see if I can beat the Demi Fiend himself in combat....

There's so much more I'd like to talk about, but I think I rambled long enough.

The main takeaway? I LOVE THIS GAME. Definitely gonna be alot of fanart for sure. And I'm gonna get my hands on some merch when I can. It probably won't exceed my growing Darksiders collection, but it might come close in time, lol.

The other main takeaway from all this is that I get it now. I get the appeal and why this series is standing as strong as it is. HEE-HO!!!

[revserrayyu]

2.2 Penacony thoughts [part 4]

**Spoiler warning** as we are nearing the very end of the story. Discussing on everything that happens once we wake up after the first boss fight until right before we enter the Horizon of Existence with Acheron. Do look away if you haven’t reached that place yet.

Ma’am, what do you mean by this??

Here I am, wandering around reality all confused, and yet the game still has the audacity to make jokes!

I thought Boothill was just being silly, but if Dan Heng also forgot, then it must be serious. Then I remembered there was one occasion last patch where we also forgot about Acheron’s name when talking to Welt. Or Himeko. I don’t recall which parent it was but we were near Clockie’s statue at the time.

So I saw Ratio, Topaz and Aventurine chatting with each other from afar and thought nothing of it, only to finally realize after our beloved gambler greeted us that YES it has indeed been a while because he was SUPPOSEDLY DEAD and he CLEARLY ISN’T ANYMORE, THANK GOD! I believed he was gonna be fine, thanks to Ratio’s advice and the fact Aventurine stated he wasn’t going to join his family yet, but then hearing Topaz’s call with Jade and how the Aventurine Cornerstone lost its light made me doubt his status just a little bit, but overall I’m so happy to see our man alive and well. I just wish.. it happened differently? I was expecting this grand reunion cutscene after his death-defying performance and he just.. shows up in the hotel with a completely normal interaction.

That is a whole lotta words, honey, but good for you I guess?

Screwllum jump-scare, also accompanied by lots of words that my mind can’t focus on right now.

… Pardon me? No. Surely not. We still have a whole other patch to get through after this, Welt! Needless to say, at this point in the story, confusion was at an all time high and Penacony’s story was beginning to lose its luster for me because the “ending” didn’t feel like a true conclusion.

Despite the unsatisfying feeling, we indeed arrive back on the Express. It has been a long while since we had a good adventure with our fellow Nameless. I hope he can join us fully in the next planet. Surely he would keep us from getting in trouble.

I feel like this comment isn’t only because we’re the main character, but also because as the player, we were able to view different people’s perspectives aside from the Trailblazer’s.

Is this a date? Sounds like a date. Regardless, I accept!

I can’t believe they actually had credits rolling. It’s giving Argenti trailer flashbacks and they’re really making it seem like this is the end of Penacony. Worth noting that March and Acheron’s real names aren’t listed while Welt and Aventurine’s are.

What the fuck do you mean?? For real though, hearing this after having one of the easiest boss fights of my life is a bit reassuring because I just knew something wasn’t quite right about all this!

Black Swan then retells the whole journey to us, from start to finish while asking us to pick out the one flaw in the whole story, which just so happens to be us running into Misha in the hotel’s lobby. He’s a major flaw that contradicts all other information in the story because that moment shouldn’t have been real. As for much recent occurrences, they don’t appear to be reality either because.. we have yet to actually wake up.

Still within the dream, we experience some deja vu because isn’t this exactly what Acheron says to us the very first time we meet her in 2.0?

Well aren’t you just a splendid little cheat code. No wonder the “Dreammaster” wanted to kick you out of Penacony.

So because we able to realize that seeing Misha in reality was an illusion, we were spared from being trapped like so many other residents of Penacony. I’m honestly surprised how many twists and turns this story can keep introducing to us when we’re so close to the story’s ending, but it’s impressive.

Robin realized there was a flaw in her dream too, which just so happened to be the flashback of her and Sunday finding the injury bird. Apparently that illusion was too blissful to be true? Wild.

We then found out that this fancy little bullet is the relic that Acheron had to return to its rightful owner.

Posing as a Galaxy Ranger to get a real one’s attention so they (Boothill) can properly use the relic in the next stage of the plan is a surprising move from Acheron. Who knew she could play 3d chess.

Firefly deserves some credit too, naturally, since it’s due to her that everyone was able to find us and understand the key to breaking free of this endless dream. By following Elio’s script, one is bound to have a knack of planning ahead and carrying out perfectly timed moves.

The end of Penacony is near but the fact it might actually come at the cost of that precious girl’s life ain’t bringing me much joy!

Last part coming up next and yet there’s still so much to chat about aaahh..

[fantasynsuch]

Adam, wake up. (Adam Stanheight x Reader) P1

This is my first attempt at anything in the Saw fandom, so pls be nice! OFC there's gonna be Gore. Some angst, but will be fluffy in the end.

I wake up to a grim feeling in my stomach. Something felt... off. Adam hadn't messaged me goodnight the last few nights, and that was odd. When we weren't together, he would always wish me a good night: I rarely responded, but he knew you saw them. It was an endearing quality about him, among many others. I loved that about him.

I felt off last night when I didn't hear the ding from AOL, but I fell asleep thinking he possibly forgot. Though the sinking weight in my abdomen tells me otherwise. I slowly raise my body and set in motion your routine, though you couldn't shake the feeling. I kept waiting for a ding: something to indicate he was okay. Something was begging, pleading with me to go to his apartment.

Eventually, the weight couldn't be ignored anymore. Heading out the door, I took one last look at my shit-hole apartment and took off. I happen to live down the same shitty hallway of the same shitty complex: convenient. Banging on the door, I yell, "Adam, let me in. Don't tell me you fell asleep drunk!".

No reply. Even weirder, as he's an incredibly light sleeper. He'd groan and moan about how every bump in the night woke him up all the time to me. He must not be there.

I know what he did for work, so he can't be out this early in morning. Something was wrong.

I grabbed the key he gave me in case of an emergency, and I opened his door. I'd consider this an emergency: he could be dead or who knows what.

When I peered in, it was pitch black. I try to flick the light the switch on, but nothing comes on. The power must be out in his apartment. I reach for the blackout curtain he has up and pull.

When the curtains open, I see what could only be described as a struggle. There's trash everywhere, and all the furniture seems to have been knocked out of place. The only thing that caught my eye above the rest was the creepy ass doll sitting in the middle of the room. It reeked a sinister aura, and if it wasn't for my intense like of Adam, I would have gotten my ass out of there.

But, perhaps to a fault, I did like Adam, so I continued in. I noticed the creepy doll had a flip phone in it's hand and its other hand was closed around something. As I look around, I see Adam's expensive camera broken on the ground. Considering this camera was practically his life life, he has to be in trouble for it to be in pieces. I peer at the phone in the doll's hand: it seems like it's taunting me into trying something. I slowly reach for the phone, scared it may jump at me. When I grab it, the doll begins laughing. I jump about 10 feet in the air, and when it stops, it begins to speak.

"Hello, Adam's friend. I want to play a game." It cackles.

"What the f-" I yell.

"Your dear friend is in a bit of a predicament right now. He has failed my game: but through no fault of his own. He is, simply put, dying, as I speak. I have noticed you are quite close with him." It giggles.

"Where is he?!" I beg. I need Adam.

"I am a fair man, (Y/N). So, I have decided to allow you to play one of my games to save him. Do you value your friend enough to risk life and limb for him? Make your choice." The doll croaks.

The phone I grabbed starts ringing.

I hesitantly flipped the phone open. Unknown number. I shake as I click the answer button.

A strangled gasp - it's the first thing I hear. I hold my breath for a splite second, but then I muster up the courage to speak.

"Who is this? Where's Adam?!" I demand.

Another gasp. This time, the person tries to say something.

They whisper, "H-help me, (Y/N)...".

It's Adam. It has to be Adam. My relief is punctuated by a sound radiating from the speaker. It sounded like a smack and low whispering. The whispers sound demonic.

"A-are you w-willin' to give apart of yourself to save me, (Y/N)?" He whimpers. Whoever was whispering at him was taunting him. Taunting me. He begins to cry out to me over the speaker.

"P-pleas-" He's interrupted by whoever is with him.

"Within the doll's hand is a scalpel. With it, you are to cut the entirety of the pinky of your choosing off within a certain amount of time. If you succeed, you will be rewarded with a clue to your friend's location. If you fail, he will be left here- to rot- and it will be your fault." The other voice speaks up from the phone. I shriek out.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

The doll speaks, "Make your choice. Will you save your friend or will you cower at the cost?".

"HELP M-" The line cuts off.

I try to call back, multiple times. I lose track of how many times I redialed, but it doesn't pick up.

When I come to and realize the gravity of the situation, I hear a clicking. An alarm clock that Adam used is counting down- what happens if it reaches 0, I don't want to find out.

I look at the door quickly- I consider running. I consider abandoning my friend. I consider never thinking about him again and keeping my pinky. A million ways of justifying leaving my friend, the man who cares for me when I'm drunk, a man who holds my head when I throw up, a man who buys me groceries with his last 10 dollars when I have nothing left. A man who I argue with more times than I can count.

But I don't run. I can't bring myself to run. I can't abandon my friend.

I look at the clock. 1:34 left. Not alot of time to hype myself to cut off my finger- but enough.

I glance at the doll. Its sinister grin sends shivers down my spine. I don't let me sway my decision.

1:21 left. I take a breath and walk up to the doll. The eyes peer into me.

"D-don't worry Adam." I whisper.

1:15 left. I grab the scalpel. Well, it looks clean enough anyway- at least it's not some rusty bonesaw.

I walk with the scalpel and sit at the table. I breathe and breathe and breathe. I swallow.

0:47 seconds left. I raise the scalpel above my pinky on my left hand. The scalpel seems to get a mind of its own as it falls down. I stop myself. I dance this dance a couple times. I sike myself out, but I realize I'm wasting time.

0:12 seconds left. I cut the my left pinky off. The red from my hand seems to spill everywhere. I'm sure he'll forgive me in the long run. He can't be too mad. I just cut my finger off for him.

I shriek in pain. That was the most pain I have ever felt. I can still feel my pinky, but it isn't there anymore.

I look at the clock while clutching my hand in pain.

0:02 seconds left. I passed.

I begin to feel dizzy, but a quick clicking sound gains my attention.

The dolls chest just opened. There's something paper inside.

I stumble over to the doll and grab it with my least bloody fingers. A map. A map of our town, but on it, a factory was circled.

The doll spoke up: "Congratulations (Y/N). You passed your first test. Continue to the location, and we will test your meddle. Adam awaits." It cackles at me.

I look down at my hand and the map.

"I won't let you down Adam." I tell myself. I hope he knows I won;t abandon him.

I'm coming, Adam.

[s0lar-ch3ri]

theory time!

so reasoning as to why i cant reblog the other one is just cause it doesnt allow videos when i reblog now which sucks but whatever so yeah! its a jrwi theory again, and whatever future info i have was 99% gathered from the wiki (the remaining one percent might not even show up in this theory so ye), and of course theres spoilers for the black rose one shot AND riptide pirates (dont have any exsct eps, all i can say is im at ep 101 now so anything before that is kinda fair game)

for the original theory post

k so we gonna put that one clip (scroll message, about a minute long) and talk about it, def mention all the connections gill would have with the black sea, shit like that

apologies for the buggy clip, just needed to add this and when i recorded i was in school aka just recorded like this for less risk, lets talk about the message though.

"a map that is a guide and a key passed around the hands of destiny, it leads to chaos infinity beneath the seas, the garden giant, the nameless prince, the unborn kings, all await to be inevitably free"

i think in my og theory post i talked on how gill was very connected to the black sea imo so how does all this tie in? lets do some quick lil notes first

ok so the scroll of legend lore has been held onto by gillion, the one closest to destiny's ties, and has not been used until now

chaos infinity while refering to the black sea could also be an undersea thing, what with the leviathins (nobody else remember how the pearl shard gillion has came from one? and how the pearl was never supposed to even see the light of day probs let alone be in some cat mans evil base? just me?)

while i wanna say aster mythborne aeiliana shes not real here so she cant be garden giant

BUT we do have a known leviathin(? could just be a dragon turtle) named duke who has plant shit and is controlled by a gollieth

nameless prince is everso chip coded but we looking all across our board here so yeah

it could apply that the "nameless prince" could refer to someone "unnamed" who holds power like that prince from edison kingdom or smth

it could also reference marshal jon, who's canon first name has been forgotten and canon last name is jon

unborn kings? honestly while i dont think chip's bit of mpreg is apart of this i think the lady inspiring it (aka aslana's mom) has some relations to this whole thing

we all read "kings" btw so theres probs multiple yall

would goobleck count? he is goobleck he must apply someway

non-literal one again? maybe their monsters or smth

wait to be free. huh. gee, i wonder, will the door nightmare with arlin come into play here. thatd be so fun. yeah. ahahaha im losing myself

okay okay maybe its not all clear and i honestly have had this as a draft for too long (as shown below)

BUT ill reblog this later cause ill really just be using text and images and shit

whats the basic idea? this is def where the oath from the sword comes into play (murdering destiny), with the whole "the black sea twists you" thing we may get hints of killion or even dark gillion again, the thign about it being a "key" might imply like a 'this means that' type deal rather then being actually a key, the chaos isnt really referring to the black sea but the state of the undersea in general (lost champion becomign criminal, ally shit gone, oversea war, etc), unnamed prince is either someone we havent met yet or someone who we dont expect to have a return (ie: were deemed before as not really lore relevant), and the unborn kings are monsters, oh and the garden giant isnt arlin but something related to the duke! THIS HAS TO CONNECT TO THE LEVIATHINS FR

some details/info about gill/things related to gill so i write this better:

"You promise to slay all evil before thee, crack corruption that takes hold of this world, strike swiftly enough to split the seas, and even if the thread of fate poses an obstacle against us, we shall sever it"

A hero born of moonlight, storm and sea. / They shall rise or fall to bring unity. / They will be tested or bested by evil’s hand. / By their choice one will remain: sea or land.

[pancake-breakfast]

When I said I wasn't ready for this to end on my last post I didn't intend to then not post until the weekend, but somehow using TriMax to try and soothe my JJK feels didn't seem like a good idea, so here we are.

Stream-of-consciousness thoughts for TriMax Vol. 14, Chapters 4-6 below.

Chapter 4: Never Give Up! Never Surrender!

CW: Blood (in color)

This honestly seems like an odd title given how suicidal our main character is, but let's run with it. Maybe it's referring more to the Earth Fleet.

Vash, asking important questions.

WTF, why is dead Legato just standing there screaming? Like, yes, I get that him standing around screaming in an unsettling fashion is totally in character for him, but... he's dead, yeah? Or... is it Vash screaming? I mean, I feel like screaming is generally the appropriate response to Legato showing up.

What the...? Surprise Wolfwood. He looks in pretty good spirits for a dead man.

Dang, that's a lot of ghosts.

OMG it's REM.

Wait, is he dying? Like, I know he's dying, but is he dying dying??

Oh, he hit a wall between him and them. He must not be quite gone yet. But gods, his hair looks fully black here.

Oh, wait. It has just a bit of lightness in it still.

Vashie looks sooooo tired.

Meanwhile, humanity is trying its very, very best to communicate with the Plants Knives has absorbed.

Ooh, looks like the Plants are forming Opinions.

That's a big boom.

Oooh, critical failure for Earth Fleet.

The good news is Knives and/or the Plants he's merged with just saved all of Humanity on Noman's Land. The bad news is everyone still has to deal with Knives.

Hahahahaha, this kind of spirit is the soul of Trigun. Thanks, girls.

You're right, Meryl. It's absolutely too heavy a burden for him to carry alone. I hope he knows you feel that way. And not just you, but so many others, too. I hope he's at a place where he can accept that.

Wait, what cracked Meryl's helmet?

Eyyy, Vash is conscious again!

Chapter 5: Ticket to the Future

Where's he stuck? Limbo?

Ahhhhh! He heard Meryl's words!

Oop, feather to the face for Vash, too.

I like how he calls himself Vash the Stampede in his head. Not Vash. Vash the Stampede. You have to say the whole thing.

I still don't know what the hell he caught, if anything.

Dang, Knives isn't even gonna bother slaughtering the humans. He's just gonna leave them to rot.

What is that noise, Knives? Is it maybe your sisters? Are they now making their noise un-ignorable?

Were you really united? Did you ever actually check with them? Or did you just assimilate and assume that because the assimilation took, they were in agreeance?

It's not just Vash at this point, though, is it?

Wait, is Vash gonna plug into Knives? Ohhhh, he does not look enthusiastic about this move.

Sooooo much giant Plant underboob.

Oh, Vash is going to plug himself into the connection they've set up to try and talk with the Plants. That's hella dangerous. Has he ever been plugged into anything before? What if he can't maintain his sense of self in there? Though I guess Chronica could when she plugged into Domina... but that was only a fraction of the entity Vash is gonna jump into, and the entity he's gonna jump into includes Knives.

Hahahaha, I feel like Knives telling Vash not to touch him is exactly the fuel Vash needs. Big sibling energy here.

This looks distinctly unpleasant for the both of them.

Everyone's screaming for ice cream here.

Eyyyy, the giant fused entity is dissolving! Presumably into feathers.

Yyyup. Feathers. Weird-shaped feathers.

Wait, is Vash falling?

More screaming, but this time in Japanese.

LOL, it's not tenacity but recklessness. Fair. This is Vash we're talking about.

I feel like I keep saying this, but Knives doesn't look so good.

I keep saying that about Vash, too, but it continues to be true.

All these freaking feathers. I'm STILL blaming CLAMP for this.

Chapter 6: Mind Games

Memories for everyone!

Yeah, Meryl's allowed to panic a bit when she gets inundated with foreign memories again.

But look at her, doing her best to stay focused. She knows Vash is at his limit and she's doing her best to support him.

UGH, HE CAN FEEL HER EMOTIONS!!! HE CAN FEEL THEM!!!! That there's a rare genuine Vash smile. He may not know if it's gonna work, but he's so grateful for her effort and support. He's glad she's here for him right now.

This is a Thing. Everything dissolves when communication ends. When there's no more room for it, whatever the reason may be.

Heh, they call Vash "Red Brother." I approve. I think he'd like that.

Love and Peace, yo.

They're leaving Knives.

I bet in Stampede, if they get this far, everything will dissolve into flowers. That is NOT LESS CLAMP-LIKE.

Ooof, there's just a mess of bulb-less plants lying everywhere now. That seems dangerous for them.

This guy doing what he can to communicate via a feather. I approve.

This scene. I love this scene. I love the tenderness of his touch on the one Plant's head. I love how he changes his words from a statement of fact, a demand and a command, to a desperate request. I love her smiling peacefully through her tears.

Vash is up and on his feet!

WHAT IS THIS?!?! WHAT IS THIS PROMISE THAT HE'S NEVER MADE BEFORE?!?! WHAT IS THIS WILL TO LIVE AND TO COME BACK AND TO SPEND TIME WITH SOMEONE HE CARES ABOUT INSTEAD OF RUNNING AND RUNNING AND HIDING AND ISOLATING??!?! WHAT. IS. THIS?!!?!?!?

After watching Stampede, I read somewhere that someone was saying how those who were familiar with the series were gonna have fun explaining to Stampede-onlies how Knives getting destroyed in July is just him being dramatic. Looking at him missing HUGE CHUNKS of his body and yet still somehow maintaining his basic shape, I can't help but think he's being dramatic again.

"My head's killing me." You don't say? Maybe it's because HALF OF IT IS MISSING?? What a freaking dork.

I... honestly don't know if what Vash is aiming for here is something that can be defined as "freedom."

Howwww can there only be two chapters left??? [insert panicked hyperventilating]

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𝓘𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 //James Hetfield

“The house next door was just sold, i hope the new neighbour will be nice.”

part six of ? part five

disclaimers: smut, age gap (modern day james), slow burn shit, talk about death, cursing, smoking, probably drinking, you read whatever you want but i’m not responsible kay?

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࿓ 𓋪・𖧹 𖤐

Chapter 6 - Necklace

It's Sunday. I woke up with a smile today, thinking about last night. I had such a good time losing myself to the sound of the Doors. I get downstairs and my grandmother says goodbye to me.

Every Sunday she goes to her club to play games with her friends. She could not be able to walk so she'd still go do that. She says it's important for her to be able to hold onto everything. And I get it. I tell her to have a good time and she gives me a kiss goodbye.

I don't have a lot to do today. In fact, I don't have anything to do. So I decided to go back to my room to prepare my grandmother's birthday gift. It's a lot of emotions to dive back into all of my mother's pictures but it gives me some peace of mind. No matter what James said about my smile, hers was so much more beautiful. It's also nice to do my photography stuff again, I feel like I'm finding myself again.

Photography has always been a passion to me. I would organise photoshoots at the ripe age of 10. I love to take pictures of the world. Mostly when it's having fun, capture it at its rare moments of pure joy. I lost it a bit when my mom got sick. But something tells me it may be time for me to start again. Maybe it's because I'm getting my head out of the blue due to my interest in James. It's like I see some light. My brain and heart finally decided to try and move on. It's gonna be hard. I know it. But I have to keep on living.

Some hours later I'm finally done with my grandmother's gift. I put wrapping paper around it and hid it in my room. My grandma never comes to my room, she respects my privacy, but we never know.

I decided to take a walk around the hills, it might do me good to get some air. I walk outside and pass in front of James's house. I look over it while walking. Maybe I could see him. It makes me feel somehow happy to see him. I feel more comfortable towards him. I'm sorry I called him "douchebag" when I first saw his car. Because he's not.

As I pass in front of his house I notice his Camaro is outside and he is closing his front door. He cannot see me from here but I linger a little bit on the shape of his back while continuing my walk.

I arrive at the end of the street. If I take left I can get higher in the hills but I decide to stop to buy some cigarettes and a soda in the store on the corner of the street. I know the guy who owns it a little bit, so after I buy my stuff, he asks me how I've been doing.

"- Hey man, got my package?" somebody asks.

I instantly know it's James. I know his voice by heart now. It's engraved in me.

He truly has this thing for startling me. When he sees me on the side, sipping my soda he smiles. He looks like he's genuinely happy to see me. His eyes lingered on me. Mine too.

"- Oh. Hello Anna." he says, charmingly.

"- Hey Mr. Hetfield." i answer as i take a sip of my soda.

While the owner of the store gives James his package I decide to head out. It's a hot day. I don't need it to be hotter. We are just two neighbours meeting each other randomly in the local corner shop. Whatever lewd things I might have done thinking about him. Whatever thoughtful gifts he may have given me. I have to go back to my life.

"- Hey, where are you heading out?" i hear James ask behind me.

I was just out of the store, he must have gotten out right after. I turn around and put my sunglasses on my head to get a better sight of him. He has sunglasses on too. He looks so gorgeous. He has a necklace on and a simple black shirt. His belt buckle is detailed and goes so well with his style. I can't look away from his belt buckle, I must seem so weird right now. But I just want to unbuckle it. I shake my head slightly and look back into his eyes.

"- In the hills. For a walk. You?" i answer smiling.

"- I need to get something in the studio, that's all. Wanna come?" he asks.

Fuck. I want to come. I want to see where he works and with what. I shouldn't. But everybody knows I will.

"- And why so?" i chuckle.

"- And why not?" he replies quickly.

I give him a sudden laugh.

"- Okay, James, i'm coming."

I'm smiling so hard. So much. It can't stop when we talk.

He walks to his Camaro who is parked just on my side. He opens the passenger door for me to go in. How sweet he is. I get into the car and after he closes the door he bends over the open window.

"- You called me James, Anna." he chuckles.

"- No way i did Mr. Hetfield. I wouldn't." i say, messing with him.

He gave me a smile letting out a quick chuckle and got to the driver's seat. He starts to drive and some heavy metal is playing in the background.

"- What's playing?" i ask.

"- Oh. That's Black Sabbath. Ozzy era. The best." he says passionately. "These guys made it possible for us to even think about playing!" he goes on. "Children of the Grave. Awesome song."

"- I love how passionately you talk about it. I'm happy you love your work. It's rare enough to be noticed."

"- It truly is. I'm glad for all of it. Even if bad shits happens sometimes."

"- Yeah I know."

I thought of my mom. He also looks like he is thinking of somebody. He looks like a wave of sadness came over him. I know what to say to change his mind!

"- Hey James." i put my hand on his forearm, close to his wrist. "I loved your gift." i smile.

He lights up instantly. Like my words made him feel the happiest.

I suddenly understood where i put my hand. I did it without thinking. He sees that i look confused. He puts his hand above mine on his arm, still driving with the hand i'm almost touching. He squeezes my hand lightly and gives me a smile.

"- It's okay." he says to me. "I'm glad you loved it. I hope it gave you a smile." he adds.

"- More than a smile! I danced all evening in my room to the music. Having this piece of my favourite artist is a dream come true, so thank you." i say excited.

He laughs, I guess he's trying to imagine what I looked like dancing like a lunatic all evening.

He removes his hand from mine on a turn and I remove my hand too. Weirdly, I feel a bit empty. His hand. This hand. It gave me shivers. I successfully held back my thoughts for the conversation but now that we are silent again I can't help but wander. How his hands must feel when he touches your thighs. How it must be to feel it lightly choking you. How his fingers taste after he passionately fingered you. How him cupping your face with his hands to kiss you like he would die without you must feel like.

I feel the worst knowing that this attraction is most likely one sided. That i will most likely never be able to satisfy it. That i am sitting in his car, next to him, only wanting to hold him by the waist and never let go. If only he knew that the woman next to him felt lust and love towards him, would he actually be that nice to me? I mean he is a rockstar, so many of them are known to be douchebags when it comes to sex or love. I'm sure he had a lot of groupies and adventures. But would he think I just want that? I have all the respect in the world for groupies. They wanted a good time and they got it. And that's a boss move. But this is not what I want. But James seems so sincere about everything. And at the same time I don't know much about him. James and I are not possible anyway.

The car stops.

"- We're here Anna." i hear James say. "You're all red, you okay?" he proceeds.

I go back to reality. My thoughts about him made me blush so much I couldn't hide it.

"- It's a hot day. That's nothing." i answer.

"- The air is cooler in the studio. It might feel more comfortable." he replies.

How thoughtful. But James. I could be in the Arctic with you, I'd still blush. I could be in a volcano with you, I'd be red because of you.

We both got out of the car and I followed him into the studio.

"- So this is where the magic happens?" i exclaim.

"- Not only but we like this place. It's fitting us."

The studio was big. Something for renown artists. There are guitars and basses all around and a big drum set in the middle. The decoration looks bohemian. The technical equipment is pretty modern but it mixes so well with the old timey feeling of the rest.

"- And what did you need here Mr. Hetfield?" i ask him.

He gives me a glass of water. Probably because I said I was hot before. How sweet.

"- Well, miss, I needed to get a guitar. I want to record some stuff with it at my place and I left it there last night."

I walk in the studio and get to a guitar nicely put in its case. A Gibson precisely.

"- This one?" i ask.

"- Nah this one is Kirk's." he smiles.

He's lying against a table with crossed arms. God his arms. His smile. Cat and mouse. Cat and mouse.

"- Who does what in this band? If you are the singer and rhythm guitarist, then Kirk is the lead right?"

"- Right." he nods. "The Lars your grandmother was talking about is the drummer. Typical of them to be dumb." he laughs. "And Rob is the bassist. Here we are, Metallica."

"- It must be weird for you to explain that to someone, i feel like everybody knows who you and your band are." i mutter.

"- I told you it was refreshing. I feel like you can unravel who I am as much as I do. It feels more normal."

So he wants to unravel me. No. Who I am. Fuck Anna! I swear. But it doesn't make it better at all. He wants to unravel something in me. I smile and look down at a bass.

"- My grandma talked about a Cliff. Who's he?" i ask.

At this moment, I see James's smile drop. He looks melancholic. He puts his hand on his chin and I feel like I said something bad.

"- Well, if you don't want to talk about it it's okay James." i panic.

"- No, no it's okay." he says. "You should know."

I look at him with an interrogative look. I move around to lie against the table with him, ready to hear anything. I make sure he knows he can tell me anything by my posture and I smile at him in the most reassuring way possible.

"- Cliff was our bassist. Since the beginning. To me Cliff, Lars, Kirk and me were a band forever. But we had an accident on tour in 86' and Cliff is the only one who didn't make it. Rob is one of us. But I always thought it would have been the four of us."

I didn't know about that. Even if many surely already knew this story, I'm glad I learned about it from his words. Talking about death and grief is not as simple as two sentences on the internet. And I know now. What he meant by the bad sides of his career. However Cliff was like, he lost a person he was attached to. He lost a friend. And I know how it feels like.

"- It's hard, isn't it?"

Not minding, I put my head on his shoulder. He flinched due to my sudden move but accepted it. A wave of sadness takes over me. I proceed in my talk.

"- It's hard, isn't it? To lose someone you love so deeply. I used to think it would always be me and my mom. That we would always have each other. I was wrong." i pause, my voice starting to shake. "She was diagnosed with breast cancer two years ago. She died two weeks ago. And now I only have my grandmother left. And I know she is not immortal. She has a fragile health. I know sooner or later I'm gonna lose her too." i tremble. "And at the end. There's you. You're left alone. You lose somebody you love and you have to keep on living. You have to do something they can't anymore and that you were doing by their side. Nothing's the same after that."

James wipes my tear with his finger. I didn't even notice I dropped one. He then puts his hand on my shoulder and grabs me tightly.

"- You are courageous Anna. You took care of your mom. And even if you know your grandmother is not eternal you stay by her side, not caring of getting hurt when she will go. Because you want the best for her. Now that takes a lot of balls."

He gets off from against the table. I forgot he's way taller than me. My head can't be on his shoulder anymore and it falls on his chest. As I find my spirits again I get my head off him. This is too much. I can't do that. When my head goes back up I notice he is staring at me. Focused on me. Studying me. We shared something so deep. We have such different lives, and he's seen more. But yet we find common paths in our differences. I'm stuck in his eyes. I know that he took in my words deeply, that they meant something to him, that he was touched just by the way he stared at me. I pass my hand over his necklace and take it lightly between my fingers. What a beautiful pendant. His eyes are almost turning black. Slowly I go up to put my hand on his cheek and all I feel is this tension. This electricity his contact gives me.

"- I'm sure Cliff is proud of everything you and the band have done. Personally and professionally." i tell him.

He puts his hand above mine. And his eyes deepen.

"- And I think you are brave for keeping on. For being here now. With this band and everything you created with it. Because you never gave up." i sweetly smile.

His breathing becomes slower and heavier as his eyes are locked with mine. My hand is still on his cheek, sending electricity everywhere in me. I want him. Now. I don't know if it's appropriate but I want him to lift me up on the table and attack my mouth savagely and passionately. I want my hands in his hair and my legs wrapped around his waist. What we just shared was so deep emotionally. I don't know if I can bare not having its physical equivalent for long. My breath is short and heavy.

His hand removes mine from his cheek and he slowly puts his two hands on mine. Grabbing me tightly, perfectly marrying my jawline with the shape of his hands, holding me like he is afraid I'm gonna disappear. His face approaches and I'm locked on his gaze.

"- Hey what's up man! Came to take the Gibson, I didn't know you were still here." a voice says.

James and I get away from each other in a hurry. I was embarrassed.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

James was about to kiss me. I know he was. And I was about to lose myself in it. So he wants me? He likes me? Does he feel the same as me? I'm so confused. I wish I had the guts to ask him so we could put an end to this game of cat and mouse. I wish he'd say I was delusional and he was not feeling the same as I do. That he has nothing to do with a younger woman like me. But in truth, I want him to say yes. I want him to say he wants me as much as I want him. Because deep down I know that's what I desire.

"- Sorry am i interrupting something?" he asks with a big smile.

He understood what was going on.

This guy has long curly white/grey hair. A naturally tanned skin and a big charming smile. Him and James handshake and I see him look at me in a questioning way.

"- Yeah man. My tranquillity." James jokes. "Anna, here's the one and only Kirk Hammett." he adds.

"- Hi Kirk." i shake his hand.

"- Oh Anna! The beautiful neighbour girl who has a thing for the Doors?" he says towards James. "Hey Anna. Nice to meet you."

"Beautiful neighbour girl" James described me like this to his friends. Or at least they think James thinks of me this way.

I see Kirk take a guitar case and get back to the entry door.

"- Well as much as i want to know more, i don't wanna see James's face anymore so bye!" kirk jokes. "I'm only kidding, we're waiting for me. I'll leave you two to your "tranquillity". It was nice to meet you Anna. Ann? See you next time!" he exclaims.

This guy surely is something. I don't have time to tell him he can call me Ann that he's already gone. I'm left alone with James again. I don't know what to do. I'm still startled about this situation.

"- Ca.. Can you take me home please James? My grandmother is gonna come home soon." i ask shyly.

"- Yea- Yeah of course." he replies.

He sounds as confused as I am.

He takes his guitar case and I follow him silently to his car. The drive is silent and I don't know how to feel. It's not uncomfortable. It just looks like both of us are afraid to say what we want. Soon after he pulls up in front of my house. My grandmother will be back in an hour. I have time to process what almost happened before she comes back.

"- Thanks Mr. Hetfield." i say, with my hand on the door handle.

"- We're back at Hetfield huh?" he laughs.

"- Told you I loved your name." i answer to mess with him.

So we're gonna play like none of this happened? It's probably the best option.

I get out of the car and close the door when I hear James ask me something.

"- Hey... Anna."

"- Yes?"

"- What do you think your grandmother would love for her birthday?" he asks. "I just wanna show her my gratitude."

My heart melts. How sweet it is from him. My grandma got his heart before I could even think about it.

"- She's a badass, I know." i joked.

"- Hell yes!"

I laugh.

"- Well, just get her a bouquet of those peonies you say she looks like. It will make her the happiest."

"- Got it miss." he winked.

"- Haha, goodbye Hetfield."

"- Goodbye Anna."

I arrive on my front porch and look for my key in my bag. Before I turn my head around looking for James. He is still there, he looks like he is lost in his thoughts. I wonder what's in his mind. I let out a sigh and put my key in my door.

Suddenly, I feel a presence behind me. Not a bad one at all. If so, it feels like James. When I see his hand passing something around my neck I understand it's actually him. It's his necklace. He then takes the strand of hair covering my ear and gets it out of his way. I feel his breath against my neck where he leaves a delicate kiss.

"- This is not a gift. This is a promise that you will have to see me again to give it back." he whispers in my ear.

I'm frozen. My breath is heavy. His kiss made me so weak. His lips were the softest things I've ever felt and I want them everywhere on me. If we weren't outside to the view of the world I would have attacked his lips and made him take me against the wall. It's not about paparazzis. I couldn't care less. But some neighbours know me. And I like to keep my life out of their minds.

"- James." i say, almost like a prayer.

"- Ssshh..." he hums. "See you next time, Anna."

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A/N: I’m about to explode, slow burn is hard to hold on, shit is gonna be quicker. Anyway chapter 7 is coming soon. Love, <33

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👻Attempt 1 on Idia 👻 Pt 1

I discontinued this one because I kept dragging it on, like idk if I was trying to write a BOOK or a one shot.. Any who sorry its so long, but I hope you like it anyways. !Not Finished!

As you grew up you've always struggled with anxiety, your parents believed that to teach you a lesson they had to humiliate you in front of others. Whether it was friends, family, or strangers. Over time you got a sense of dread every time you went outside, and you became paranoid. You started to become accustomed to staying in since you made sure you never had to leave, door dash, video games, and cats. You've always wanted an animal but dogs require you to walk them outside, so you'd like to avoid that. So I bet you can guess how you felt when you were kidnapped by a cult, and wandered into a room full of people in black robes, you too were in one. The so-called teacher Introduced himself and apologized for his lateness. Before the doors behind you closed you saw a glimpse outside, it was unfamiliar to you, before he could walk off and finish you spoke. Yuu: Excuse me? Mr.Crowly: Hm? Yuu: Where am I? Mr.Crowly: Hahaha! The amnesia must still be in effect! You're at Night Raven College of Course! Yuu: Is this some kind of cult?.. You could see a vein popping out of his head. Mr.Crowly: No my dear.. As I said its a collegeYuu: Then what's up with the robes?. Mr.Crowly: I know it is unusual but it's uniform. Before you could say anything else he stormed off to the middle of the room. Mr.Crowly: Now then!! let's get our tardy student up here!

Your eyes widen as all eyes are on you, you freeze for a moment and start to move the moment Crowly signals you to come forward. Instinctively you move forward towards him, but not without consequence. You start to insult yourself. Yuu's mind: Look at how you breathe! You look ridiculous! Are you walking correctly? I bet you gonna fall and be a fool. Everyone's gonna laugh at you and Crowly will beat you for being an embarrassment. After what felt like forever you make it up to the mirror and a face appears. Yuu's mind: This is where I die? Are they gonna slit my throat, Id be better dead anyway. A tear rolls down your face as you squeeze your eyes shut. Mirror: Don't worry child we mean no harm, you won't die. You slowly open your eyes as you look into the mirror's non-existent eyes. Mirror: She has no soul, no shape. Though it would do well if she was put in Ignihyde. Mr.Crowly: W-well then. As long as we have an answer! Crowly finished his speech and soon enough everyone started rolling out. I saw a floating tablet that was soon introduced as the representative and dorm head. You wished you had one of those, then you'd really, never have to leave. But how is it floating? There are no wires or strings. You just follow along and soon enough you meet with a plump older lady Desk lady: Name? Yuu: Yuu L/N She taps away furiously at the keyboard. Desk Lady: Name not found, leave. Or get an administrator. Soon a little boy flies over. Desk lady: Why hello ortho, this young one was trying to get in, but her name isn't in the system. Yuu: Ima.. Late admission. Ortho took a hard look at you, and soon he started to scan your face? A blue light shines from his eyes done then up. Ortho: As she said late admission. Your computers are just slow. The lady huffed and tapped on her computer. Desk LAdy: Room 101 I just stared at Ortho, I've never seen anything like it! He was floating, He was in a very technological fashion, and he had blue hair and yellow eyes. Very unusual. Ortho: Yay! You're right next to me and my big brother's dorm! I'm sure we'll be great friends, but he's kind of shy, so just a heads up! Yuu was it? I'm ortho, although you probably already know that! He talked all the way there without you having to say a word. He waved at you as he opened his door, Video games could be heard from inside. You watched as the door closed and fumbled to open your own. It opened and you were met with a simple room, a full bed, no bed frame, and a desk with a shelf next to it, on the desk was a computer that looked a little outdated, but it should do. On the wall was a TV with a tiny shelf below it with a remote on it. Then to the right was a mini-fridge, microwave, and a mini portable stove with a pot. A closet, and what you'd assume to be the bathroom. All the bear necessities. So this should be fine. Crowley came by and he gave you your allowance provided by the school that you get once a month because as he said, "He's not low enough to leave a penniless teenager to just starve." He finished up and left this money would be helpful, but I don't know this currency. Yuu: This was gonna be a long week. A week passed and you had not gone to one class or even left your room. Consequently, a message was sent to Idia as a notice unknowingly. Ortho: As dorm head, you have to go! Idia: NOooO! I don't wanna interact with others! I'll run into people in the halls and end up in a conversation! Ortho: You don't even have to go that far, she lives right next door. Idia: Oh! I can have my tablet go over. Ortho: No! You have to go over yourself. I'll go with you. Idia: Really? Orthooo you're such a good brother! Idia and Ortho move out of the door, Idia moving like a ninja. Ortho is just being himself. Ortho knocks on the door but no answer. Idia can be seen peaking out from the doorway, he had momentarily retreated back to his room. Ortho waits patiently and knocks again a few minutes later. I

[theallenshorefangirl]

Zoe's tape fragments, just like Lucas' hers, are in fragments around her level, and a side mission dollhouse puzzle with Shadowfigures a gift from the Watcher that leads to her small room replica where she rests in Allen's house where you can find her Hidden 8-Bit track "Sorrows Forgiveness" its a purple with gold sparkles and black wax dripping design on the game device)

warning it's a sad ass tape session

Beginning Tape intro:

Desmond:Alright,miss?

Zoe:it's Zoe....*she was around 18,wore a baggy jacket similar to one of his patients(Allen),and wore black jeans and a black shirt.her shoes were half tied and tucked in her shoes,her brown hair was unbrushed like she just woke up and had bags under her eyes,her leg also bounces up and down nervously* I'm kinda new to this whole therapy thing since I moved to Milton Haven.

Desmond:Alone? *Flips through his notes* do you have a job?

Zoe:Yeah, alone....I work at Homa Mart during the day,I babysit two kids at the Nygaard's place.One is a Freddy Ruhl, and the other is their kid Maddy Nygaard,I'm just not sure I get uncomfortable when Max Nygaard comes home before his wife? Alice, I'm still learning names. *She looked like she was gonna faint, and then I worked the lighthouse shift at night when a friend of mine needs his rest.....*she started to cry* I'm so sorry.* She pulled her hood up and knees up to her chest* I'm sorry I'm sorry *she accidentally knocks his clipboard out of his hands* I'm so very sorry I'm suppost to go to the hospital for some meds,they say it's suppost to work bu.....but I...I ......I don't trust em.They say it's experimental medicine.

Desmond:it's ok. There's no harm done. How about you rest since you're my last patient of the day and when you come back we can try this again. *end of beginning session*

Fragment 1:

Desmond:So,any troubles with completing tasks like at your jobs with your tics and or anxiety and panic attacks

Zoe:See,that's the things it's hard when a clown like Dave annoys me for having trouble with the registers, and for cleaning up messes he makes, I throw a thing here or there by accident,loud noises trigger it.And Inez always gets into a fight with him for being harsh with me.And well I'm sorry for the language but he punched my friend for fuck sakes!

Desmond:Mr Shore?

Zoe:Yeah, he's like a brother to me. When he can't sleep, I read him stories of Icarus and other stories of Greek mythology characters, and I make sure his rooms oil lanter stays lit.And well to be honest he's not wrong about the men in black I've seen them take the pictures I've seen the flashing cam lights! I'm not crazy he's not crazy....YOU THINK IM CRAZY I KNOW THAT LOOK *She threw her therapeutic fox plush at him and storms out*

Desmond:Zoe, wait *sighs* You're not crazy. A similar patient said he saw those cars heading that way

Zoe:SHUT UP YOUR A LIAR LIKE ALL OTHER PEOPLE

Desmond:*he sat down in his chair,Tonia headbutts his leg,he reached down and pets her*

Fragment 2:

Desmond:Well, she should have been here by now.Where is she?

*the phone rang*

Desmond:*he picks up the phone* Hello, this is Dr Desmond Wales?

Allen:Doc,I'm worried something bad happened. There was an incident at Homa Mart.Some lady threw glass at me.I don't know what was going on.I got what I needed and left in a panic. The police were there,and the paramedics too

Desmond:I'll see if I can get ahold of her

Allen:she's probably busy.I didn't see her,she must have been staking up boxes in the back. Oh, gotta go. I need to check up on something.*he hung up*

Desmond:*he calls Zoe's phone, but she didn't answer,it was Inez.* hello?

Desmond:Inez? Why do you have Zoe's phone?

Inez:she was badly hurt.First,she banged her head on the side of a shelf, and then Dave, like the dumbass he is, triggered her to go into an anxiety panic attack.And then she passed out and we don't know what happend and then [Mentions of Virginia's incedent] causing all of us to go into a state of panic.

Desmond:where is she at now?

Inez:she's at the hospital,I was gonna drop off her stuff to the hospital, but I don't have a car, and neither does she.She takes the bus.

Desmond:I'll stop by and get her stuff,I'm gonna get Allen so we can make sure she isn't badly injured,and tell Dave I'm sorry for his loss Virginia was a good patient of mine.

Inez:will do Mr Wales *she hung up the phone

Early that day, Desmond recorded a small fragment on her tape, mentioning that the stress was so intense that she passed out along with a glass shard fragment in her arm from where she fell.

Fragment 3:[the night of Allen's Incident]

Allen tried to get Desmond on the phone but failed.

*Zoe called Desmond,She had tears streaming down her face trying not to scream or speak loudly on the phone,the men in black was searching the inside lighthouse exterior,she was hiding in the generator room for the lighthouse light.Desmond...Desmond please answer this is a emergency something bad really happened just now

Desmond:*he sounded like he just woke up* Zoe,what's up?

Zoe:It's Allen his house is on fire and I seen the men in suits and I didn't see Allen leave the house *sniffles* and I seen someone drag a body out and I think it was Allen's and then I heard a knock at the door and *she loudly sobs over the phone*

Desmond:deep breaths,stay calm. I'll come and get you

Zoe:Please do,but be careful there.....*There was a loud thud as the door burst opened,she heard their footsteps above her.They walked around the area.She heard footsteps as they opened the door to the generator room,they looked around and turned away."Desmond, please come and get me. They left, but I don't know when they will be back....please *she sniffled and hiccups*

End of tape

To find the Astronomy Dollhouse and dolls, there are a lot of em to find a total of 9 figures,1-6 is Savior,Watcher,Shade,Bull,Flash and Empty

The other 3 are her other friends Shadowforms

[razzmatazz-2994]

ToTK (minor spoilers, only early-game. I won’t spoil much for the story after the first area, but I will mention some locations and characters, though only a few. But I MUST express my gratitude and appreciation for this wonderful work of art online).

You’ve been warned. Continue at your own risk. (I haven’t even finished the game’s story so I can’t possibly spoil any of that).

Anyway, I’m absolutely blown away by the sheer scope of this game already. Like, not only are there the sky islands, but the Depths?? They didn’t mention this ONCE before the game released, as far as I can tell, and I loved how it caught me completely off guard!! That area is petrifying, and trying to navigate a pitch-black void with only a handful of lights, pins, and whatever machine you can cobble together is so much fun, that’s been one of my favorite areas of the game already and I’ve barely scratched the surface. And the Frox jump scared me so bad, I leapt into a pit and it just SOARED and ate me in a single bite…

Also, the return of the Yiga Clan throughout the land is everything I hoped for. They don’t ambush anymore along the roads, which I appreciate, but they still set all sorts of traps for Link and have secret bases all over the map. There was one location in particular I visited, which I won’t say the name of here, that had me both sentimental and laughing hysterically. And another few that were completely different than how I imagined them in the best way possible.

Next, I’ve absolutely adored seeing the characters. Both returning characters from BoTW and new additions, they’re all wonderful and just as real in this game as they did in BoTW, not to mention that I think the character designs and dialogue is even better. It was so fun running into people I recognized from the first game and having them recognize me in turn. And seeing how different areas have changed after the Upheaval is equally jaw-dropping.

Speaking of jaw-dropping, I’m loving what I’m seeing of the story so far. It feels much more satisfying than BotW’s memories did, and feels like it carries more emotional weight (even though I did like the BoTW memories). They just seem much more substantial, I love it. And Zelda’s new design is killer, absolutely my favorite look Zelda has ever had. SSBU Zelda is a close second. And Link’s new outfits, or those I’ve found so far, are so unique and different! They’re a completely new style, and as something of a Hyrulean fashionista, I can’t get enough of it. The amount of time and money I’m gonna spend in the dye shop will be astronomical, especially with the new paragliding feature.

But, by far, my favorite part so far is diving and gliding around the sky islands. It just feels and looks oh so cool. And devising a Totally Trustworthy Contraption to navigate is really fun. Ascend and Ultrahand have so much potential, I can’t wait to make some wacky devices. And fusing weapons is exactly the spark that BoTW’s weapon durability system was missing, it feels immensely rewarding to kill a strong monster and use its horn to take down the next foe, or create a club to break ore and rock, or a long spear to poke Like Like’s from a safe distance. There’s just so much to do in this world, and I am fully immersed.

Anyway, that’s all from me. I hope nothing I wrote was too much for you, and I sincerely apologize if I mentioned something you didn’t want to hear about. But I put out a warning to the best of my ability.

To any of the team who worked on ToTK, I hope some of you see this. You did an amazing job and your hard work absolutely shows in the finished product, it’s immaculate to a BotW fan such as myself.

DLC when?? DLC when?? I have pockets that are not, as of yet, drained of cash.

[naturenaruto]

but also im laughin at my prev reblog abt sam having a supernaturally strong immune system- and not at all bc of demon blood lol but bc he grew up in rank motels where there were infinite strains of mold and various other evils and it......did something to him,,,,,,,,also just by going thruout the days/cases..hopping rusty fences...eating spoiled and expired food..showering with suspicious well water..sleeping on ancient musty mattresses with devious dust...dean started noticing he never needed doctors visits..never required a tetanus shot...cuts healed fast...someone could cough on his face and hed never get sick..........imagine the horror when he finally was around ~normal~ ppl and sure hed wash his hands but like he mentions once he never gets a tetnus or flu shot and theyre like 🤔 someone asks abt the food in the communal fridge if its still ok to eat and he unthinkingly goes off on this tangent abt how once he was so delirious he grabbed the food in the motel fridge and then passed out on the kitchen floor and the next day when he woke up he saw it had bluish black mold on it bc it wasnt even their food the last residents left it and e was TOTALLY FINE so aha this 3 day old sandwich is totally fine aha and theyre all like 😶

and then he regails a story abt how once he was the only kid in an entire town who didnt get like,,the school plague and thats why its so important to get enough sleep and theyre like 😕 and then after a few months he gets known for bein the 7ft tall guy around campus who will physically carry you home after a party so you dont drive or get attacked and as he deadlifts some equally big guy off the floor of a frathouse he mentions how this is nothin bc once he had to carry his heavyass big brother "about" 12 miles through "light" woods to get to a clinic when he was around 15 bc said brother got alcohol poisioning at a cabin they were vacationing at bc sam ate all the food so maybe he didnt realize how much hed had so thats why its so important to not drink on an empty stomach guys and make sure you have a friend pour water down your throat and have someone who can cut you off and theyre all like 😟 and then yet another time hes playing a pickup game of flag football and they all get rly into it and one girl ends up getting her finger popped out of joint so sam kinda asks if its ok if he puts it back in yknow, before the ambulance shows up just to help with the pain and shes like in shock so she says yeah okay and he puts the right pressure on and holds her arm and its over before she even realizes and decides to call off the ambulance and just go to the school clinic and it saves her a few hundred dollars and then yet another time jess drags him to her friends friends sisters sorority end of the year party and its a bit more intense than any others hed gone to and after a few hours demons must whisper to someone that yes, they can make that jump from the second story window to a makeshift trampoline (made out of bedsheets) and he ends up with his tibia poking out of his shin and isnt even screaming bc of shock but sam knows the ambulance isnt gonna get there in time so he moves around everyone screaming and puking and wraps it up using jess' crop cardigan and keeps as much blood in as he can while keeping the guy awake and so there just gets to be alot of stories and rumours abt him, not that noone else can stitch a wound or knows how to do shit but sometimes he'll tell a story and his friends think theres something a bit off about it but they dont mention it bc they like sam sams cool sams a genuinly nice guy and yeah maybe sometimes jess will gently cut him off and steer the conversation to something else and yeah sure sometimes ppl get a weird vibe from how nonchalant abt things he can get, like nothings a big deal, like that fight wasnt soo crazy, like that guy isnt even that scary, like the bathrooms in the humanties building isnr even that gross, like that professor isnt even all that, like hes coasting, like nothing phases him unless they bring up that brother he mentioned once, then he wont be in class for the next four days, and sure sometimes he gives off a weird vibe and sure sometimes he'll be telling a story and he'll trail off like hes suddenly remebered who hes talking to and theyll be left with a cliffhanger, not knowing what happened after he pulled a knife on some guy at the library when he was 11, and sure sometimes jess will cut him off when she feels like its going somewhere and she'll steer the conversation elsewhere, and sure sometimes when someone fucks around a bit too much theyll be met with a cold stare thatll give everyone around the heebiejeebies for awhile, but hey, sams a good guy sams a helpful guy sams a nice guy, sams just some guy

[auctionpolh]

Vampire the masquerade 5th edition alpha pdf download

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WHY IS A GAME BOOK PREACHING TO ITS READERS?! I can't even find the core elements of gameplay without rooting through the Index and you're wanting to talk about Gender Identity?!ĭID A BLOODY MALKAVIAN PUT THIS THING TOGETHER?! "This is not a fascist-friendly game" and immediate condemnation and scolding. Are we really going to-? I couldn't help the morbid curiosity and read the first paragraph. "Fascism" jumps off the page at me, in bold, black letters, front-and-center. I require some comforting and there must be some sort of tip to get over this trauma. right before 30 pages of fluff prior to anything about the game. Let me check the Appendix that the first page mentioned. PUNCH me! I seriously must be having a bad dream. they're not here? Nor are the Giovanni and Ravnos? They've gutted three of my favorite clans! I need someone to hold my hand. What a mess.ĭISCIPLINES! Yes, let's check those! Dementation is now a power from combining two disciplines? Wait, what? Okay, well, let's see how they set up the character creation and. Okay, let's just see if they give more history on the next page. No real mention of warrior scholars, shots fired at the political right, gender studies. "Molotov-wielding protesters." Uh-oh! I think I see where this is going. Okay, weird, since I've literally never played with people who couldn't tell me "this makes me uncomfortable" like an adult, even when I played these games as a teenager. They open the book with a full-page warning label that directs you to an appendix about handling sensitive subject matter with your troupe. I made the costly mistake of purchasing a physical copy, in hopes that they shed some light on changes between V20 and V5E.

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I didn't buy this as a PDF someplace else. That's as close to "classic" as you're gonna get. You know the ones, in the nightclub, with the blonde hair. The best it does is pay lip service to established characters in Bloodlines that have become pop culture figureheads. If you're hoping for a continuation or some kind of expansion, run away. This is NOT the Classic World of Darkness. See more arguing on a public forum about a game you love, and presumably want more players to find and join.Ĭouldn't review because I didn't buy it online, so I hope this helps somebody. Just something to bear in mind when you're. If you went to a con and walked up to a table you were gonna play at and all the people were yelling at each other, you'd probably just keep right on walking. Everyone is so worried about being right that they miss the fact that they're essentially chasing people away. That said, if I had never played VTM and was here thinking about grabbing a PDF to see what it was all about, the comment section here would likely have me deciding to go try something else and avoid the community in general. Our GM is awesome, the players in our group are awesome, and if the GM says we're going to V5, well, we're going to V5. For me, all the good and bad points really don't mean a thing. I barely have time to play, let alone get into the drama involved in version infighting. I'm only here because we're playing V20 and the GM is talking about going to V5 at some point, and I figured maybe I'd pick up a copy and get a head start on it. Mature Warning: Contains graphic and written content of a mature nature, including violence,sexual themes, and strong language. The terror of the Second Inquisition, the conspiracies behind the Gehenna War, and the rekindling of the War of Ages: these are the building blocks of the modern V5 chronicle. While the rules have been redesigned, this new edition honors the deep story of the original, advancing the metaplot from where it left off and detailing exactly what has happened in the world of the Kindred up until tonight. V5 is a return to Vampire's original vision, moving boldly into the 21st century. Powered by the innovative Hunger cycle, the game also includes rules for creating system supported character coteries, Loresheets to directly involve players with their favorite parts of the setting and The Memoriam, a new way to bring the character's detailed backgrounds and expand on them in-session. The classic that changed roleplaying games forever returns! This fifth edition features a streamlined and modern rules design, beautiful new full-color art, and a rich story experience for players. You are a vampire, struggling for survival, supremacy, and your own fading humanity - afraid of what you are capable of, and fearful of the inhuman conspiracies that surround you. Vampire: The Masquerade is the original and ultimate roleplaying game of personal and political horror.

[ambassador1981]

My response to the Eminem diss by game. I wrote it on my breaks today at work so its still raw. Its just for fun.

Nice song but not a hard diss/ get more stream taking a long piss/ best quip was the little Debbie line/ but slim has a deadly mind/ that will turn it on you / like Ninjutsu / using your own move against you/ so here what slim do

Thanks for pointing out that my mom was a victim/ that helps explain the mon chosen syndrome/ but it’s a viscous circle so I’m the victimizer/ you gonna get it too because I’m not a Mizer/ the equalizer got me energized to/ but you can’t take this energy if I replied to you/ so I’ll let my stans take care of my light weight / until you come up with lines to respond right away/ RightNow you’re just taunting me/ thinking I’m yellow like how jaundice be/ but you don’t astonish me/ why don’t you admonish me/ about how I’m played out but honestly / your the one getting outplayed and out ranked/ let’s see what happens with dill matic/ and Nas still laughing/ because you think you bring the ether/ but your more pissed than ureatha / with a yeast infection / from when you sliding down the stripper pole/ hope you are getting swole/ because the world bout to here what they didn’t know/ unlike your diss I’ll bring the dirt/ don’t be suprized if your diss don’t even work/

charge it to The game / im coming charging at game/ for playing the race card and charting his fame/ by mentioning EMS name/ just like Mgk/ but you in the ranks/ for worst diss track / and I wanna even give back/ the hate I gave to MGk/ because compared to him/ you really ranked/ in that you really stank/ you really tanked/ but there’s no limit to the level you’ll stoop/ so get your goons li goof/ and lace up your boots/ and face up to truth/ the only blood shed Is you/ guess it’s that time of the month/ where your like a guy rhyming at lunch / who complains in his rhymes / before it’s time in to punch/ so take your midol/ and take a write off/ because your bout to get taxed/ more than a Tampax / or the gas tax/ or a gift tax but you can’t give back/ all sells are final upon transaction/ this is the final clap that ends your rapping / try to clap back / and you’ll be clamped back/ into the clasps / for the spinal tap incision/ call this drill rap music envisioned / if others think drillmatic is anything but still music / and I’m doctor giggles/ letting off lot of giggles/ listening to the game jot his riddles/ poor joker don’t know his Batman villains / and for those that think that man’s killing/ just understand that he don’t rep black man feelings/ when saying EMS trying to be African/ or that marshall Mathers is not mattering/ yet he’s all that’s in your rhymes / must be all that’s in your mind/ ever since the super bowl/ you felt like you went from being in the know / to being out in the blistering cold/ I don’t hear a listening soul / saying you had a blizering flow/ but you blisters show from Your stripper pole/ better get that checked out/ but now that the doctor has left out/ your left with out your clout/ that you chased by letting his name out your mouth/ we can live without your sound/ and if your about to pounce/ remember he’s about game hunting/ and game fronting/ Your praying that EM says something/ so you can stay fronting/ when you release a so-called rebuttle/ in this so called scuttle/ that’s really a marking tactic / you know marshall is attracted / he smell blood in the water/ like a shark before he gnashes/ but this blood into deep and he’s sinking/ what was you thinking/ for now your in the water bobbing/ but you’ll be taken straight out of Bompton/

And before you think I’m looking dumb/ because I don’t know what hood you from/ all I can say is you claim LA/ but your leak on the leakers/ went off the railway/ so why you on the hate train/ you gonna get ran over by a freight train/ if you think EM don’t come from the same stain/ as the viruses inside the matrix mainframe/ and that’s not even the main thang/ listening to you gives me brain drain/ not because I’m challenged/ yeah you got the talent/ but your motive for seeming to be bout it/ is making everyone highly doubt it/ your mind must be clouded/ your not firmly grounded/ like an ant to mountain / your anything but outstanding/ night as well hang the gloves up/ because EM got a bloodlust for false flaggers/ that blabber elven flabbergasted/ you met your match kid/ and I got the matches/ to flare up any beef you want to rear up. Try to studd up and you’ll get put down/ this game is cooked now/ serve him on a platter to snobs that look down/ because they were never invited to black cookout/ you should be kicked from the house of hip hop/ because you are a big loss/

[yaemona]

modern ! hu tao headcanons

contents both sft and nsft, hu tao x reader, gamer ! hu tao, yanfei and her are flatmates, established relationship, mentions of face sitting / cunnilingus; scissoring, mentions of the use of toys, use of strap ( referred to as ‘cock’ ), overstimulation

a.n thought about hu tao being a reyna main once and it’s been in my head ever since. i very much enjoyed writing these, hu tao's bubbly and eccentric personality is really fun to write

minors and ageless blogs do not interact.

*･῾ ᵎ sft

i’m getting this out of the way: she studies mortuary science

hu tao’s family has owned a funeral parlor for ages, it’s pretty much a given she intends on taking over someday

for now she’s just finishing up the schooling and helps out at the reception desk

and when she’s not doing either . . .

gamer ! hu tao.

her setup is black and red

her entire room actually is just very seamless, she has quite the eye for design and aesthetics of things

posters covering the walls

i think she’d enjoy vkei bands ??? dunno just feels right ya know?

she’s also strung up some dried out roses with some twine

i firmly believe she only uses dim lighting, so like anyone but her trying to navigate her room finds it to be a nightmare

flatmate is yanfei, and they get along

they play val together sometimes

this is so random but i feel like she made yanfei watch death note with her once, she liked it

runs the discord server all the friends she plays games with uses

runs like a dream, top tier organization everything has its place, looks real pretty

basically if it’s not broken don’t fix it. she runs a hell of a good server, so may as well put it to use

before we get to the main event cough cough valorant

she’s played the fnaf games. first one came out when she was young, so let’s just say they were part of her formative years

probably enjoys them for the nostalgia more than anything

but her real bread and butter? rpg maker horror games

ib, misao, mad father, blank dream, corpse party

you name it, she’s played it

never mind this is the main event now.

more often times than not rpg maker horror games are unsettling which i think is more up her alley than cheap jumpscares

don’t get me wrong she’s played her fair share of outlast and—yanfei be her witness—they were shrieking in fear

well hu tao was also cracking jokes so maybe a bit in amusement

stuff like fatal frame too i think

but rpg maker horror >>>

hu tao mains reyna. insta-locks every single time and everything

if someone complains and she’s feeling particularly spiteful

she’ll play sage, sure

and she’ll top frag. probably avoid healing reyna. giggling like crazy when they’re getting pissed at her for doing so

she knows how to trash talk in a way that’s highly specific and leaves people fumbling or just saying “fuck you!” because there’s no other way to respond

voice as sweet as candy too

HAS scammed men on discord.

yanfei advised her heavily against it at first then she actually saw messages from this one sleazebag and her stance immediately changed to “if you ever need a lawyer, just holler”

now how did you meet your ever so lovely girlfriend? you’re actually yanfei’s friend !

you two go to the same college, and she invited you over one time

hu tao was in the kitchen making tea when you two arrived back

tea be damned

“yanfei! who’s your friend?~”

she’s already quite excitable and bubbly, so seeing you was just the icing on the cake and yanfei knew immediately

silently hoping she doesn’t use a pickup line that includes something about putting you in a coffin

so you introduce yourself, and “you must be hu tao! yanfei’s told me a lot of stories about you.”

you smile at her and she dramatically clutches her chest, pretending to fumble backwards like you’ve shot cupid’s arrow straight into her heart

your giggles are music to her ears

she is quite the eccentric one, but you loved her from the moment you saw her

so i suppose the feeling was mutual

immediate “yeah, i’m gonna make them fall in love with me if it’s the last thing i do” moment for both parties

yanfei did drag you along to her room where you did some homework, but you eventually got bored of that and told her you were gonna stretch your legs

yanfei’s door opens. frantic pattering of footsteps from the room across the hall. hu tao’s door opens.

she leaned up against the doorframe so casually as if she didn’t just sprint to the door

yanfei gave up. her flatmate just stole you and she knows she’s going to be doing homework alone now.

in truth though when she heard you and hu tao laughing up a storm, she felt quite pleased

to this day she takes credit

“i set you two up so you have to be nice to me” when you two are being particularly rambunctious

you’d expect the law student to have a better argument it’s a last resort okay, you lot are quite the handful sometimes

the three of you often have movie nights

which yeah maybe has included you and hu tao throwing pieces of popcorn at each other and yanfei grumbling about how you two better clean it up

when yanfei does finally turn in for the night you always try to be considerate

yanfei just doesn’t want to wake up to a noise complaint from the neighbors. that’s all she asks

if you two are being rather boisterous she’ll just put in some earphones or earplugs to drown it out, it’s rare for her to ask you to quiet down

especially because you two will be laughing or talking loudly before she hears you go “shhhh!”

which only seems to cause more giggling, but you’re trying your best

they live in a fairly central area, so there’s a bit of nightlife

it’s not uncommon for you two to go out on walks at night

convenience store runs mostly

or, if she is feeling like driving, you’ll drive around and always end up in this one specific parking lot

it’s a church parking lot up on a hill, always empty in the dead of night

you saw a shooting once, the two of you yelled excitedly and clung to one another before closing your eyes and making wishes

“so y/n, what’d you wish for?~”

“not telling!”

cue whining, which only earns laughter and not a response

if you asked her, she would’ve told you her wish

but maybe that’s because she always tells you anyway

how she wishes to spend all of this life with you, and whatever comes after as well

*･῾ ᵎ nsft

sugar spice and everything nice with this one

i feel like she play wrestles a lot with you like when you’re just chilling in her room or at home

and it almost always turns into something else

quite literally best described by the flick of a switch or a lightbulb turning on

youre fumbling around and your hand brushes over or you just completely miss her arm and full on grab her tit?

she has you pinned beneath her in an instant and you’re still giggling about it

but the giggle is abruptly cut off by a gasp as she begins rubbing you through the fabric of whatever bottoms you’re wearing

omg y’all absolutely have matching lingerie sets !!!

red / black and lacey

she really does adore the color red on you

she owns like a shit load of toys. okay maybe shit load is an exaggeration, but like a considerable amount

most of which bought with you in mind

i just feel like she has an insane amount of stamina and even if you’re both overstimulated once she gets started there’s hardly an end in sight

enjoys scissoring with a vibrator pressed to both of your clits

seriously can cum like that over and over, your juices mixing with hers and her thighs barely holding her up after a certain point

sex with her is probably playful and full of giggles

however. do not be fooled.

she can and will ruin you

has absolutely made you cockwarm her while she plays games

you’re not allowed to move or cum

just sit nice and pretty on her cock <33

claims it’s for good luck or something

if you’re good and she’s feeling particularly nice after winning a few rounds she’ll let you ride her and maybe you can cum

but you’re not getting up after you’re gonna stay on her lap til she’s through with you

she really does just like having you so close to her, your body up against hers as you try not to squirm

she only has her headset over one ear so she can hear all your pretty whimpers

she’s good at ignoring you, and she can do it if you’re being particularly troublesome

but she also tends to cave pretty easily swallowed up by desire herself

she’ll have you cum on her strap at least twice before she instructs you to get on the bed and proceeds to sit on your face

she gets so lost and drunk on the feeling of your mouth on her pussy </33 it just feels so good

not that you’re complaining because her little squeals and moans are heavenly

aftercare consists of bubble baths and cuddling

she likes it when you wash her hair

you’re both pretty much guaranteed to always be sore after your antics

the first time you spent the night and hu tao was covered in hickeys when you both walked out the next morning yanfei was in fact sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and a look of utter disdain on her face

to be fair she wasn’t supposed to be home !!!

“i regret ever introducing you two.”

you felt mortified and started frantically apologizing

hu tao had a slight redness to her cheeks, but was giggling up a storm nonetheless

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