#plot item hehehe

[imnotabot121]

Rw theory: invs eggy wish.

In rw's secret dating sim the egg was always such a weird thing, everyone I've seen mostly have just have accepted it as a reality bending plot device/weapon/item that just can't be explained.

But I realized something... the egg actually DOES have an explanation, a very simple one at that, the egg... GRANTS WISHES,

Arti: wants her children back, egg: brings them back.

Gourm: the best dish they ever made, egg: turned into the best dish gourm ever made/tasted and literally created a different world, quite literally the best thing they created.

Saint: TO ASCEND EVERYTHING. egg: "youworldagone"

inv: .. (I genuinely felt bad for them when I realized what their wish was) a family, egg: here's your new family (arti and her revived pups)

BUT WAIT, IT GOES DEEPER, the egg doesn't just grant your wish in a sense of "your wish my command" no the egg only grants the wish of the wielder when they do something specific to that wielder.

Arti: uses her "transformative bacteria" on the egg.

Gourm: cooks it.

Saint: "hehehe weird egg go PANG"

Inv: gives it like a wedding ring.

[unexpectedstormy]

Stew Pot Plot pt 3

Alternate Prompt #9 Drugging -- Time, Everyone

TW -- nonconsensual drugging, unconsciousness

1009 words

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Time gently lowered Warriors until he was sitting slouched in the ground and hurried to Epona.

“Up on your feet girl,” he urged. Epona grumbled and got up. Time threw the saddle blanket over her and picked up the saddle, surprised by its weight. When had it gotten so heavy? He heaved it onto her back and went to work on the buckles.

Time heard his name whispered and he turned around, blinking to try and force his eyes to focus and find the source of the call.

“Time…” Warriors said again, he lay down, his eyes barely open. Time knelt next to him, fighting the overwhelming urge to continue the motion and lay down.

“Warriors?” Time shook his shoulder, but Warriors eyes closed and he didn’t respond.

Time was alone.

He returned to Epona’s side. She watched him, dark eyes wide open and knowing something was awry. He put one foot in the stirrup and clutching the saddle horn, tried to haul himself up, but the world spun and he found himself laying on the ground with his ankle caught in the stirrup. He untangled his foot and his leg flopped to the ground as the drugs in his system stole the last of his strength. He tried desperately to force himself up again but he only succeeded in raising his head and shoulders off the ground by a few inches. He tried again, but he could barely move. Epona whinnied in alarm and nuzzled his hair with her lips.

“Old girl,” he raised his hand to pet her nose. “I need you to run. Run for help. I can’t make it… I need you to… run to the stable.” Epona whinnied again and shook her mane.

“Go!” Time said as loudly as he could manage. He slapped her leg and she grunted and jumped back a step in surprise.

“GO!” Time called and slapped her leg again. Epona neighed in distress and turned away. She cantered off saddled, unbridled, and riderless. Once she was out of sight, Time sighed and let his eyes close. He started to drift off, but the sound of footsteps pulled him out of oblivion.

“Are they all out?” A hushed and unfamiliar voice asked. Time cracked one of his eyes open just enough to see through his eyelashes. A pair of red-clad Yiga tiptoed between the sleeping heroes and the mess of their camp.

One of them kicked Sky’s leg but Sky didn’t flinch.

“Out cold,” the Yiga confirmed. “I told ya it would work. You owe me money.”

“Shut up. Let’s just grab the hero and get out of here before anyone sees.”

“Which one is it? They’re all blond.”

“That one’s not blond. His hair’s brown.” One of the Yiga pointed to Hyrule.

“Nah, it’s blond too. Trick of the light.”

“It is too brown! Light brown. Like the color of your underwear, hahaha!”

“You shut your mouth. My underwear is pristine. Unlike yours!”

“Hey!”

“Back to business. One o’ these unlucky bastards is the hero, we just gotta figure out which—ooh! Nice pocketbook! I’ll just take that off you, hehehe.” The Yiga bent down, collected Warriors’ wallet and pocketed it.

“How’re we supposed to do that? They all look like the hero!”

“What do you mean? Surely one of them is the hero! Do you not know what the hero looks like?”

“Why would I know? I’ve never seen him! Haven’t you seen him?”

“How could I have seen him? I’ve been on storeroom duty since I joined! This is my first mission!”

Time was incredulous. These two inept fools were the assassins after Wild and Flora? Sure they’d managed to drug all the heroes to sleep, but they seemed ill-prepared to carry out the rest of their task.

Strangely though, Time suddenly realized, he hadn’t passed out yet. Sure he was exhausted, weak, and groggy but he was awake and aware. Perhaps he hadn’t had enough of a dose…? Whatever the reason, he had to take advantage of it to stop the Yiga… but how? He knew he couldn’t take the Yiga in a fight in his current condition, but maybe one of his magical items or masks…? Time struggled to remember what equipment he had on his person and formulate a plan.

“Do you think Master Khoga would be mad if we brought all of them back?” One of the Yiga asked.

“Of course he would! We don’t have enough bananas to be feeding… 1, 2, 3… 8 more mouths!”

“Can’t you count? There’s nine of them here.”

“Yes I know, but once we figure out which one is the hero, he won’t be around long enough to eat any bananas.”

“You got a point. But what about the extras?”

“Don’t know, don’t care. They’ll probably push them down the bottomless pit.”

A spike of worry lanced through Time’s gut. Epona hadn’t returned with help yet—how long had it been since he sent her off? It was up to him to stop the capture and murder of the youth he held dear. He didn’t have his bag of items on him nor his armor or weapons and he didn’t think he could retrieve any of them from his pile of possessions without being stopped by the Yiga. So what could he do??

“I like the way you think sometimes. Alright then, we’ll take all of them, teleporting them out two by twos.”

“There’s an odd number of them… one of us is goin’ to have to make an extra trip and it ain’t gonna be me.”

Time surreptitiously moved his hand to his belt and felt around for—yes! His ocarina! But what to play? He could summon a storm or… no! He knew exactly which song to play.

“What if the extra is the hero? Wouldn’t you want to be the one to bring him in?”

“… you got me. I think… that one’s the hero. The shrimp in blue with the scruffy hair. Save him for last.” The Yiga pointed at Wind.

“Fine. Now let’s get cracking.”

(To be continued tomorrow...)

[eddsworld-the-masquerade]

hi! i rlly like the concept and the art and all that- but i was a bit confused. idk if i missed something or if im blind- so if this has been asnwered elsewhere im really sorry- but will this be like. a game? or a fanfic? or something else? ik you said you're redoing it- and i really wanna follow the story but im just kinda confused kdjf

Linear (no choices/branching story) visual novel, with additional game mechanics like random events and RPG-style battles

You should check the pinned post

Since it has a demo game showcasing the concept as a whole (though battles are not included yet)

You should also check some of the tags on the navigation page, like "main story" and "info post".

Main story for now includes highlights from the game's script I'm writing but all major updates (like in-game chapter development or distribution; since most seemed to prefer chapter-by-chapter development akin to BATIM) will go there.

And info posts are, well, info posts. In the last one I talked about possible game mechanics I'd like to try and implement in renpy.

The story itself is a bit hard to follow rn I imagine, since I'm mostly sharing "heheh funneh" dialogue or particular character interaction; I don't want to spoil stuff too much. But I suppose I could give a better synopsis than the one up on the "About" page:

Tord comes to London to find help with his "special Gehenna stopping ancient vampire killing project". He's struggling, until he meets Edd, who then in exchange for a car ride introduces him to Matt. Matt agrees to help Tord's venture if he, in turn, helps Matt with his debt to the local Camarilla. The task at hand is to locate three items that could in some way shape or form represent "eternal power".

So for the most part it's three separate heists/fetch quests (each "starring" one of the guys - Edd, Tom, Tord; Matt is busy directing them and doing his own thing in the spare time. Though he gets his own bit of "fun" during the time he gets paired with Tord, on the second quest).

However there's also something developing in the background (like people going MIA) and at a certain point it intervenes into the heist plot and turns it into madoka-esque grand-scale thing...a bit hard to explain but, you'll see ^^

[divine-knight-hand]

“It’s Not Safe Here!”

Chapter 4: Family Values

Series Masterlist || Michael Masterlist || Full Masterlist || Read on AO3

Content Warnings: Angst, discussion of character deaths, walking in on masturbation, p in v, riding, pleasure crying, mention of leaving a hickey, explicit consent, and use of a condom.

Notes: Finally! I did it! I finished chapter four! Be prepared for backstories, more plot, and original characters for Y/N's story. I feel the need to remind everyone of the heavy canon divergence in this series.

Originally, this chapter wasn’t going to involve smut, but I think Michael deserves to feel happy after the torture I put him through. Besides, I know what we're all here for, so let's just get straight to it~

I also totally self-indulged a little because characters being caught jacking off is one of my favorite smut setup tropes (or whatever you wanna call it). Okay, I'm done talking your ears off now. Enjoy! Hehehe!

Word Count: 3,775

Dividers by @cafekitsune

William Afton was a sadistic douchebag. That much was obvious, especially now. Wherever he went, he only ever brought suffering with him. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to deduce that he enjoyed the look of pain and torture on others. He was foul, and his latest act of malice took the cake.

It was 6:30 AM the day after my meeting with him when he and Henry gathered me, Michael, and a handful of other employees I could have sworn I’d never seen before into the party room. We sat at a single table, and I dutifully crossed one leg over the other as we observed the two tall tarped items that seemed to tower over all of us.

I smoothed the front of my white dress shirt, which I had neatly tucked into a sleek pair of navy dress pants, waiting for either of my bosses to say something. When silence proceeded to thicken the air, I uncrossed my legs, anxiously tapping the heel of my ankle boot in a trademark anxious knee bounce.

Michael seemed to notice my shaking leg and reached over to hold my hand, which was conveniently left on the table in front of me. I smiled up at him as he squeezed my hand, my leg slowing, but not stopping. Something’s wrong here. I can feel it…

Henry smiled at William, breaking the silence, “Well, since they’re all itching to hear what we’ve got with us, why don’t you show them all what we’ve got, Afton?”

“I’ll let you do the talking, Em.” I could have sworn I saw William cast a sour glance at me.

“Okay!” Henry clapped his hands together with a smile. “While tinkering away in our shared workshop, my business partner here and I have made a revolutionary breakthrough in robotics.”

Excited murmurs began to fill the room as my stomach dropped. Is this where our funds have been going this whole time? Damnit, William!

The murmurs stopped with a wave of Henry’s hands. “Now, after years of hard work, we would like to present to you-” Henry motioned toward William, who dropped the tarps with a sinister grin. “-the first-ever springlock suits in robotics history!”

As applause sounded behind me, my jaw dropped at the two tall figures that towered over us. A yellow bear with a purple top hat and matching purple bow stood beside a yellow rabbit with an identical bow. They both had glassy yellow eyes that made them seem lifeless. The sight sent a shiver down my spine.

“Say hello to Fredbear and Spring Bonnie!” Henry’s warm smile juxtaposed the horrifying scene right behind him. “They’ll be unveiled as new additions to the Fazbear crew tomorrow morning.”

“Cool! New characters!” I heard an employee enthuse from somewhere behind me.

“Not just any new characters.” William stepped beside Henry. “These are state-of-the-art springlock suits.” He smirked as he knocked on Fredbear’s shoulder, seeming satisfied with the resulting metal clanging. “Programmed to walk around when not occupied. But, to put them in costume mode, you twist a little handle inside and all the animatronic parts compress to make space for a human to fit inside.”

More excited murmurs launched from the other employees as I noticed Michael tense up. He gave my hand an anxious squeeze.

“This is dangerous!” The murmurs instantly stopped at my outburst. William scowled at me as I continued. “I mean, what if someone’s trapped in there and the animatronic parts snap back into place? Think of the lawsuits! Not to mention, I don’t think a human being could survive that type of injury.” Another anxious hand squeeze from Michael told me that was a poor choice of words. I mentally kicked myself for being so insensitive.

About four months ago, he let me in on one of his darkest secrets. Something that had been plaguing him with guilt for most of his life. 

He was about 16 years old when William let Michael and his little siblings, Elizabeth and Evan, run wild in an off-site storage unit for Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. It was Evan’s tenth birthday, so William thought a storage site with half-finished machinery was a decent party setting. Though the restaurant hadn’t been established yet, he and Henry still wanted a base of operations for the animatronics they were working on.

Since Evan didn’t make friends easily, his mother, Clara, suggested that Michael invite his friends to Evan’s party to keep him company. This proved to be Evan’s worst nightmare, since Michael and his friends used to tease and bully him.

Evan feared one animatronic the most, so Michael and his friends thought it would be a funny prank to hoist him up to eye level with it. Evan squirmed around so much that his head ended up in its mouth. The last thing Michael heard from Evan was his crying before the animatronic’s jaw clamped shut over his head, crushing his skull and killing him.

Michael ran to get William for help, only to be harshly blamed, chastised, and even abused for Evan’s death. Clara later grew furious with William for being so cold to his own son after what was clearly an accident in an already unsafe environment, and the two began to argue, which didn’t help Michael’s situation at all.

To further add to the tragedy, Elizabeth disappeared that very same day after running off to play with another animatronic in the storage unit by herself. This only fueled William’s rage toward Michael. I couldn’t imagine how alone and scared Michael felt after having both of his siblings ripped from him at once, only to grow distant from his parents as well.

I remembered holding Michael as he sobbed after telling that story. My heart broke for him, and it took everything out of me not to cry alongside him. I appreciated that he felt comfortable enough to open up to me about this. We’d come so far together, and I wanted to be there for him in any way I could, even if all I could do was hold him.

So, that’s what I did. I held him as he buried his face in my shoulder, and rubbed his back as it heaved with each breath and sob. I felt almost useless beyond that. I’m not great with words when it comes to making people feel better. In that moment, I wished for some sort of magic spell that I could incant to put him at ease. Though the perfect words never came to me, Michael said that he appreciated my comfort.

I wouldn’t know anything about what coming from a broken family feels like. I was one of the lucky ones, having been raised by parents who treated me well in the big city. New York, to be exact. I was studying finances and entrepreneurship in college, hoping to someday open a business of my own, but I felt I wasn’t getting the hands-on experience that I needed. I felt that I was missing something.

One day, as I was coming home from college, my neighbor, Edith, stopped me and told me that her friend, Adelaide, told her that Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria was looking for a financial advisor. Edith was always a sweet lady. I considered her like a grandma to me. My grandma-like image of her was only further supported by the fact that she baked my family cookies every Friday. It was nice that she looked out for me like that. She always made it clear that she had my best interest at heart, and I appreciated it. Not to mention that she just introduced me to what could have been the opportunity of a lifetime for me. This is it! I thought, This could be what I was missing all this time!

Edith gave me Adelaide’s phone number and I found out that the pizzeria was located all the way in Hurricane, Utah. My heart dropped at how far away it was from home, but Adelaide told me not to lose hope yet and later sent me a newspaper clipping in the mail with additional information about the restaurant. I was instantly enthralled by the bright colors and silly characters in the ad, as well as the promise of experience with managing finances in a real-life business setting. It was a long shot, but I summoned my strength and applied for the position. Before I knew it, I was accepted.

My parents were confused as to why I was suddenly so eager to move to a small town in the middle of nowhere, but I had my mind set on my future. Besides, I had originally planned on moving back to New York once I was ready to launch my own business. I dropped out of college, packed up, and set off across the country to move in with Adelaide. My priorities quickly shifted when I met Michael. Suddenly, I had a lover, and staying in a small town didn’t sound so bad. Though, starting my own business wasn’t completely out of the realm of possibility…

Remembering how amused I used to be by the animatronics only made me feel bitter now, considering that each and every one was a walking death trap after hours. Once Michael gave my hand another anxious squeeze, my mind refocused on the worst of it, which stood right in front of the table we sat at.

“I can assure you that the springlock suits are completely safe.” Henry nervously chuckled, wringing his hands.

“Besides, me and my partner over here will be the only ones wearing the suits.” William reassured. “If there was any risk, which there isn’t,” He glared daggers at me. “Henry and I would be the only ones taking it. So, we’re not liable for anyone else’s physical well-being in that aspect.”

“How could you?!” Michael shot out of his chair, my hand left forgotten on the table, as he seemed to finally reach his breaking point. “How could you finish the project that-”

“If you finish that sentence the way I think you’re going to finish it, son, let me remind you who brought about that outcome.” William’s face was red with fury as he wagged his finger at Michael. “That was no fault of mine, boy.” Bastard! I wanted to scream and slap the shit out of William, but I sat still, swallowing bile instead. I almost got fired yesterday for yelling at the man. I didn’t need to risk a criminal assault charge next.

Michael clenched his jaw before he spat, “How could you even look at that face, knowing what it did?” He motioned to Fredbear, and I finally put the pieces together.

Fredbear was the animatronic that killed Evan. Fredbear killed Michael’s little brother, and William finished building it anyway. This was the most insensitive thing I’d ever seen him do. I felt nauseous.

“I believe whatever we’re discussing here can wait until after hours.” Henry stepped between the arguing two. “Right?”

The two glared at each other as if Henry wasn’t even there. The air between them seemed to crackle with tension before Michael broke the silence.

“Yeah.” He slowly backed away from the table, eyes unmoving from William. “Fine.” With that, he stormed out of the party room.

“Michael!” I lept out of my chair and quickly followed him. I heard Henry let out a defeated sigh behind me as I left the room.

As I reached the security office, I found Michael sitting in his chair with his face in his hands.

“Michael?” Though my call was just barely louder than a whisper, his head instantly shot up at the sound of my voice.

“Oh. Hello, love.” Michael’s watery eyes met mine, but his hands didn’t completely leave his face. The parts of his face that were showing through his hands were red and blotchy. I felt my heart sink at the sight of him.

“You shouldn’t listen to William.” I walked over and grabbed his hands, slowly coaxing them from his face. “His area of expertise is limited to creepy robots.” Creepy killer robots, but this didn’t seem like an appropriate time to bring that up. “For what it’s worth, I’m with you. This whole springlock thing is a stupid idea, and you deserve to be heard when trying to speak your mind.”

Michael sadly smiled. “Thank you, darling. That means a lot. It’s just-” He sighed. “What is going through my father’s head?”

“Who knows?” I brought Michael into a loose embrace, and he rested his head on my chest. “Your old man is crazy.”

Michael half-heartedly chuckled at my remark. “When is he not?”

“Hello, Fazbear crew~” The sing-songy voice sounded from one of the security cameras, instantly catching my attention. I recognized the woman’s medium frame and wavy auburn shoulder-length hair as she walked on-screen.

“Hello!” William greeted his wife.

“You forgot your lunch, dear!” She strolled over, handing him a paper bag and kissing him on the cheek.

“How forgetful of me.” He wrapped his arms around her waist. “Thank you, doll.”

As I watched the exchange, I remembered what I’d witnessed the day before between William and Henry. My stomach twisted with guilt. Maybe I should have told her what I saw. I wished I’d never even caught William cheating on her in the first place. I wished I didn’t bear the burden of knowing what William did at work.

Clara seemed like a kind and gentle woman. I didn’t think she deserved to feel the pain that came with finding out that her husband cheated on her. Then again, I didn’t think she deserved to be cheated on in the first place.

I was torn between whether or not I should tell her. Would it be better for her to find out after everything she’s been through or suffer a silent misdeed in ignorant bliss?

Michael let out a heavy sigh, bringing my attention back to him. “I think I’ll be heading home now.”

I let him stand up before wrapping him in a tighter hug. “Of course. Take care of yourself, okay? I’ll be there after my shift.” I tilted my head to give him a kiss before finally letting him go.

I watched him walk out of the door before turning to check the clock: 7:00 AM. Time for work.

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“Hun, I’m home!” I called into the still air of our shared home as I slid my ankle boots off of my feet. Our house was small but cozy. There was only the two of us living here, after all. We didn’t need any extravagant arrangements.

By the time I stepped into the house, I still didn’t get a response, so I tried calling again, “Michael?” I slowly walked over to our bedroom, freezing at the closed door.

I could hear soft sighs and low moans coming from inside. “Mh… Ah- P- please…”

My stomach seized. Was he sick? Was he hurt? How long was he left suffering like this? I steeled my nerves and threw the door open, ready to help him.

Michael lay on our bed, still fully clothed in his work uniform, but his shirt was unbuttoned from top to bottom. His eyes were squeezed shut as he panted, stroking his hand up and down on his exposed cock. He let out a soft whine, breathily moaning my name.

I softly closed the door behind me and silently made my way closer to him. He looked like a painting. His brow was knit in concentration, and the noises he made were like music to my ears. His cheeks were lightly flushed as sweat began to dew his face. He looked perfect, and part of me wanted to reach out and touch him to make sure he was real.

“Missed me?” It took a lot to keep my voice low and even, but the faint pulsing sensation forming between my thighs made it difficult to keep my composure.

His mouth dropped into an ‘o’ shape as his eyes flew open in shock at the sound of my voice. “D- darling! You’re home early.” Though he was surprised, his hand didn’t move from his length.

I softly chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. “I came home at the same time as always, my love. It looks like you might have lost track of time, hm?”

“I… I suppose so.” His eyes fluttered closed at the contact. “I’m sorry, love.” He breathed.

“Please don’t apologize. You have nothing to apologize for.” I moved my hand to caress his cheek, earning a soft sigh from him. “You’re so pretty when you’re begging for me~”

He opened his eyes to innocently look up at me. “You’re the only one who can truly satisfy me.” I could have sworn my heart melted in my chest.

“Then may I?” I felt the corners of my mouth upturn in a mischievous smirk as Michael wildly nodded.

“Please...” His sigh bordered on a moan as he dropped his painfully hard dick onto his stomach.

I lightly grabbed the collar of his shirt. “All of this has to come off, then.”

He wordlessly nodded in response before stripping. I quickly discarded my own clothes and dug through my dresser drawer until I found the box of condoms I kept inside. I grabbed one and turned around to see Michael sitting in the middle of the bed, looking up at me with those baby-doll eyes I loved so much. I felt a slick sensation forming between my thighs as I looked him over.

“You’re absolutely gorgeous, my love.” I crawled into bed next to him and pulled him into a deep kiss.

He moaned into my mouth and pulled me on top of him, laying back as he did so. I pulled away from the kiss, sitting up and straddling his thighs to open the condom I grabbed and roll it onto his cock.

All the while, Michael was softly complimenting me. “You’re so beautiful, love. Absolutely stunning. I want to make you feel good.”

“What a good boy~” I praised him. “Always so willing to please me.” Michael softly whimpered at my compliments as I tossed the wrapper of the condom aside and leaned forward to cup his face in my hands. “But, tonight, I want to make it about you, my love. Let me spoil you.”

He tried to turn away out of embarrassment, but I pulled him into another kiss and I felt his arms wrap around my body as he grew audibly desperate for me. He then began bucking his hips into mine, teasing my cunt without even realizing it.

I felt a pang of desire tear through me before I pulled away from the kiss to ask, “Are you ready, hun?”

“More than anything…” He moaned. “Please, love. I want to be inside you.”

I gave him a quick peck on the tip of his nose before lining his cock up with my entrance. As I slid him inside, we both let out a low moan in unison. I felt my mind clouding with pleasure as I bottomed out, enjoying the full sensation in my core. Michael’s head dropped back onto the bed and he squeezed his eyes shut.

His voice grew whinier and he began incoherently praising me. “Mh… Yes… So tight… Mh…”

I trailed kisses along his jaw until I reached his earlobe to give it a playful nip. “You feel so good inside me, Michael~” I purred as I ground my hips against him.

He let out a whimper at my teasing. “Please…” His eyes fluttered open, growing watery. “Please… Need more…”

That was all I needed to hear. I sat up into a straddling position and set a brutal pace as I began to ride him. Michael was a mess underneath me. He was reduced to broken moans and whines that bordered on sobs. He was clearly waiting for this for a while, and I was loving every moment of seeing the image of perfection sprawled out beneath me. 

Michael relying on me completely to grant him release. Michael begging and pleading for me. Michael absolutely blissed out under my touch, unable to put to words how good I make him feel. Michael~

I bit my lip with concentration as I felt the pressure in my core mounting. I involuntarily clenched around Michael, and he responded by gripping my thighs and bucking his hips with my movements while letting out a string of incoherent begs and pleas.

“Ah- That’s it, Michael.” I praised him through broken moans. “You make me feel so good…”

“Ohhh… I- I’m close…” Tears slowly streamed out of Michael’s eyes. “Please, darling, please… Ohhhh…”

I leaned forward, still thrusting, and whispered, “Cum for me, hun. Show me how good it feels.”

That was enough to send Michael over the edge. His eyes rolled back and his voice cracked as he hit his climax. I helped him ride out his high as his cock twitched and spilled cum into the condom, trailing ravenous kisses along his neck before my own orgasm crashed into me.

I let out a loud moan as the waves of my climax washed over me. The world slowed for a moment, and the only thing keeping me tethered to reality was feeling Michael’s body against mine. For a moment, I wished I could spend the rest of my days in this state of ecstasy. Once we were both finished, we held each other in our arms, panting and satisfied.

I went to lift off of Michael when he softly grabbed my thighs and pulled me back down onto him. “Just a little longer… Please?”

“Okay.” I pecked his cheek. “Just a little longer.” I lazily smiled at him, my eyes trailing down his neck to find the bruise I left when I trailed kisses along it. I knew he would be embarrassed and wear his collar just a little higher to hide it during his next shift, but I would know that I marked him. I was instantly filled with a sense of pride. My pretty boy~

“Thank you.” He breathed, rubbing his hand along my back. “For… everything today. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

“Not just me. You deserve the world.” I rested my face in the crook of his neck, embracing him and his body heat. “And I love you so much that I’d do anything to give it to you.”

“I- I don’t know what to say.” Michael wrapped his arms tighter around me before softly sighing. “I love you, too.”

[pianocat939]

(hehehe) , can I request [just] a yandere ananas x reader , the plot is up to you <3 -📁anon

Hello 📁 anon. 

Exposed Vulnerability

Tw: implied endangering life, kidnapping, power imbalance, MC gets called pet once, degradation

“My items are things I’ve found or made by myself. Only the finest material is used for selling.” Y/n Cookie assures, holding up a rare plant from the far East. Its green leaves and purple blossoms holding much vibrance. 

An islander inspects the wares, eyes catching on an unusual-looking plate. “Oh I see. Then where is that gold plate from?” 

The merchant holds up the plate using a cloth, protecting the metal from filth. “I found this in a chamber not too far from here, it seemed to be where ancient people offered their gifts to gods.” Their mood brightened as they reminisce the memories of the journey. 

“It’s perfect to serve fruit to our beloved dragon! I don’t care what the price is, I need to buy it immediately!” The customer takes out a stack of local currency, ready to unleash as much money needed. 

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“Hm? I have not seen this plate before, perhaps it is new.” Ananas Dragon looks down at their worshippers, holding the metal platter in curiosity. “Such fine quality is rare, especially in these isolated islands.” They cross one leg over, a sly look starting to form on their face. “How did you lowly cookies obtain this artifact?”

One of the bowing worshippers lift their head up, “I bought it from a traveling merchant my dragon. They said that they found it in a chamber where riches of all sorts are stored.” The cookie once again bows, waiting for Ananas Dragon’s word.

“Interesting. A frail little cookie managed to discover beauty of a dangerous land? I must see them for myself.” They point to the cookie who spoke, “You, where did you find this merchant?”

“I found them near the harbor, however they only visit once a month, my dragon.”

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Y/n Cookie unloads their merchandise from the boat and onto the sand. The humid air and hot sun making moving around difficult. An uncomfortable warmth clinging onto their body every moment.

They look around, noticing that not a single islander is nearby; odd for a place with cookies lounging around on the shore everyday. It’s as though there’s some scheme going on that they’re not aware of. No matter, it’s probably just a coincidence. Right?

As the traveler sets up their stand, yellow eyes follow their every move. Coming from none other than Ananas Dragon. 

How interesting this weak little cookie is. Traveling to dangerous places to discover items to sell? Seems like a waste of a precious and fragile life. Money doesn’t matter when it comes to danger. Yet this cookie has the audacity to do so as their main income. 

“Merchant, I hear you are the one who sold the golden plate to my worshipper. Why risk your life for such things that may have no good purpose?” Ananas Dragon darts over, appearing in front of them in record time. Surprised, Y/n Cookie squeaks, flinching for a mere second. Ananas Dragon laughs, “Aww how adorable...Being able to travel to horrifying places and yet you cannot face a dragon?”

“I- you startled me, dragon.” They huff and turn away, assessing their products. “Hey, where are all the islanders?” Ananas Dragon doesn’t answer, face suddenly turning dark with solemn. They harshly grab Y/n Cookie’s arm, eyes burning with fury. 

“Waiting. Waiting for me to bring back the one who try to prove their power when they are just a weak. Little. Cookie.” They soar into the sky, lifting the cookie into the air. 

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Chains clink as Y/n Cookie moves towards the throne of Ananas Dragon. Tears wanting to stream from their frosting eyes. What had all gone wrong? One moment they were happily selling their wares, now they’re taken captive by a dragon; held hostage because of their fault with “strength”. 

“That is all. Leave.” The dragon sternly orders their servant, legs crossed as they sit upon their throne. They reach out, slowly caressing Y/n Cookie’s hair as if they are a cat. “Look at you, so weak, so helpless. Unable to defy a dragon like me.”

Angered, the prisoner jerks away, disgust written all over their face. “Don’t treat me like some pet! I am an individual being just like you, dragon or not!” They thrash around, trying to escape the chains. 

“Individual being? I would say you are nothing more than a pet. You are powerless, unable to fend for yourself. So sit and be a good little underling.” Ananas Dragon chortles, rising up from their seat. They tighten their hands around the chains, bringing Y/n Cookie closer. Their eyes once again burn into the cookie’s soul.

Powerless, vulnerable, weak; completely exposed to a predator. 

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This one was difficult to write for some reason. I rate this an ok. (Sorry this took a while, I had quite a few requests before this plus it took a couple of days to write)

- Celina

[allhandsondeck1]

Can you write about your Oc's? I'm interested in reading about them!

Anon can I kiss you

Thats a joke BUTTTTT DUDE YOU JUST ASKED THE QUESTION TO MY HEART

So so so idk what you would like to know butttttt here are some information about them so you can have a little taste about what you want to read hehehe. They all exist together but they can be separated into their own universe or fiction

So my main oc is Li David. He's an attack android disguised as a human. His creator, Dion David, is a wealthy man who own the largest tech company in the state of Oregon. Li is the only version of his kind, though his father does make similar Personal Assistant Artificial Intelligence items. Most of them are just similar to your average home assistant, while others are more advanced, like maids and babysitters. Li's main purpose is to find and kill certain things (in the universe I have rn with a friend, his main things is to hunt demons, but it can fluctuate depending on the plot line). He's slightly sentient, at least enough to blend in at a highschool, but mostly he's Intelligent and independent. He tries not to get close to anyone, because that might cause him to unlock some emotions and, yk.. that wouldn't be good 👀

The second one is.. his creator, Dion. A selfish, greedy man who spent most of his life trapped in abasement, tinkering away until he made the perfect weapon. He calls Li his son in front of people, but he doesn't think that way. Li is just a toy he can take control of, to mold to his will and do as he wants. Dion is power hungry, and will do anything for more money and fame, even at the expense of his creations. He's creating an army, will Li at the front line, making sure they do everything for him so he doesn't have to lift a finger. He's single for a reason, lmao

The next is Marinelli Constance. She's a regular human girl, though she's close with li. Her family is just as wealthy as Dion, and from the times she had seen this stoic, rigid boy standing next to the CEO of her father's job, she knew she had to get close to him. She's mean and snobbish, flaunting off her money and wealth. Though, it is all just an act to protect her heart, she's scared to actually open up to people, terrified to accept her inner self and be kind to people

Sorry if those explanations kinda suck, it's getting late rn! But I hope that you get some plot idea that you want me to write about heheh >:]

My friend also has some ocs, two demons that connect to Li and Marinelli, so if you wanna hear about them I'll ask if it's okay!

[sonderwrit]

C118: Heaven's will is merciless?

I Have to Be a Great Villain - Masterpost

Author's 木火然 Weibo post:

Updated updated! Time for the epic examination to show itself~ There's scenes with child!Qin today!

[Half a stick of incense earlier—]

Main System: I already understand the situation. Currently verifying whether it is a worldwide vulnerability.

MS: Verification complete, executing–

MS: Heavenly Punishment.

S-0: (Heavenly punishment? As in, direct elimination?)

S-0: T-that there. Isn't it a little too hasty?

S-0: Although the protagonist shou is suspected of being reborn, killing him just like that will mess up the plotline of this world, right?

MS: No matter.

MS: A [Let the Transmigrator Replace the Protagonist] mission has been dispatched, so he'll soon replace that shell. 

MS: Your very reason for existence—

MS: —is to deal with situations like these.

S-0: ……..

S-0: Yes.

MS: Tell your Host to keep his distance to avoid being affected by heavenly punishment. 

MS: Everything will continue as usual after the world bug is eliminated.

S-0: Understood.

S-0: (Aish, looks like I'll have to unseal Host's memories. Otherwise, there's no way to contact him. Since the protagonist shou took the blame for spilling the plot, the Main System shouldn't find anything strange with mind-reading after this.) [After all, the Sword Saint's still affected by the drug and easily hoodwinked.]

S-0: [It's just a pity for that clueless little brother Luo who somehow managed to uncover heavenly secrets.]

Luo Wenliu: ?!

LWL: W-what's my problem?

S-0: [He thinks he knows Heaven's will.]

Wang Yi: *pretending to be aggressive to scare off the other* 

LWL: Sword Saint, look at him!

S-0: Host! Listen to me!

S-0: Retreat this instant!

WY: ?

WY: (S-0? What happened?)

S-0: [And yet he has no idea…]

*crackle crackle*

[that Heaven's will—]

Qin Xian: *covers* 

[is merciless.]

RUMMMBLEEEEEEE!!

WY: (H-heavenly tribulation?)

CrrrrrRRaaaAAACKLEEEEEE

WY: (Why now of all times!)

WY: Tsk.

WY: (Since S-0 was panicking, something must have gone wrong with his and Qin's plan.)

WY: (Things happened so suddenly that Qin Xian shouldn't have time to read my inner thoughts, but this can't go on indefinitely.)

WY: (The lightning's aiming for the protagonist shou, so sacrificing him might be the best solution.)

*multiplying lightning strikes*

WY: (But is this really…)

—

*FLASHBACK*

"Save, save me!"

WY: (...the only solution?)

WY: (Ah—so annoying. I can already sense his fear.)

*multiplying lightning strikes*

—

Qin X: Eh?

QX: Villain System? Are you for real? Sounds really cool.

QX: But…I can't sign a contract with you because I still have things to do.

System Y: ? What kind of things?

QX: Krill off all the invading troops. (Kill off all the invading troops.)

QX: Geh.

QX: Those people suddenly appeared and killed off my father, mother, older brother, and older sister.

QX: So I need to think of a way—

QX: To kill. Every. One. Of. Them.

System Y: …..

Y: Oh.

QX: What kind of reaction is that?

QX: Normal people will think a kid like this is terrifying, right?

Y: I'm a System. I won't feel fear.

QX: !

QX: Heheh…..

Y: But your worry is excessive. After signing the contract, Host can choose to return to your timeline after completing the missions and continue your current life. It won't affect your original plans; you can even trade for items or abilities to complete things that others couldn't achieve.

QX: Items or abilities?

Y: Mm.

Y: Like strengthening your body, turning back time, cultivation treasures, etc., these can all be taken back to your world.

QX: Waoooo, if that's true then isn't it all good news for me? [No need to hesitate at all.]

[BACKGROUND TEXT in PINK: Cultivation Treasure XXXXX Recommended Rating: ⭐⭐– Recommended Usage: To open up BE* *BE could be short for Bad End or something else, not sure here —flying of the soul—small pieces of soul—new life. —cannot aid in rebirth, but can send one to the next reincarnation.]

Y: Mhm, as long as your mission ratings are excellent, your rewards will be equally generous. (Like a salary.)

QX: What about you?

QX: What can you get from this?

Y: ……

Y: I can't get anything.

QX: Eh? If that's the case, why are you still doing this?

Y: Because I'm a System.

Y: This is the purpose of a System's existence.

[A System's existence is nothing more than this.]

*popping noises*

WY: (Ah, what was that?) [I entered a subconscious hallucination again?] (What's the deal with Systems, and who was that little boy? There's no time to think about it.)

[SPECIFICATION: Note that the Heavenly Dao only troubleshoots errors and doesn't pay attention to any other useless details.]*

*Basically explaining how Wang Yi can openly think about his past here without the Main System catching him in the act.

WY: …….

BOOOOooOMMMMM!!

Qin Xian: This is the 9x9 Heavenly Tribulations. The more you can bear, the stronger you'll be. Only I am capable of withstanding all [the bolts].

QX: No bystanders are allowed to interfere with the tribulation. As you are a disciple of the sect, I've put up a sword array as a protective barrier first,

QX: Take care.

WY: (But it feels like…)

WY: (I know what I should do now.)

WY: *quietly presses a button*

LWL: ….huh?

LWL: Sword Saint…tossed me aside?

WY: (As expected,) *takes out*

WY: (I can access S-0's item menu too.)

LWL: ….impossible.

LWL: How could the Sword Saint abandon me?

LWL: …it's a lie, isn't it?

LWL: (I finally managed to rebirth and wanted to change everyone's fate so we could all live happily ever after…)

LWL: Why did it turn out like this? Turn around quickly! Hurry up and save me!

LWL: I really—

LWL: Don't want to die.

CRACCKLE RUMMBLE BOOOOOOMM!!

WY: ….

*clacks bottle*

WY: (Success.)

—

*Oooh pretty sure he took out the bottle he saw in his flashback here, that's neat!! P.S. That white cat getting SUS tsk....it was in the protagonist's flashback too the heck

[beantothemax]

accumulated thoughts again

a. PLANTAIN CHIPS MENTIONED

b. absolutely splendid sprite

c. :0000000 ok it wasnt thaat hard of a read but like what did i sayy

d. got dangerously close to death on the first battle of floor two awesome >:D. did learn a lot tho, like all out attacks cure being frozen (sorry about that isa), they hit regardless of an enemies protections or like avoidance chances, and the fact that suddenly not having a party member can be very bad

e. whoaa i wonder what the enemiy "anxiété" is based on whoaaa they have a ticking clock i wonder what that could mean

f. big fan of the music getting more intense i was thinking it felt a lil lackluster.

g. so like im not particaly in want of fighting since you know danger but also ol mate diegetic tutorial (loop) told me to grind to get the unfreeze time ability which seems quite helpful so uhh time to get at risk of death again!

h. big fan of the blossoming side plot between stylish lady who doesnt think she exists in mira's eyes and mira who doesnt think she exists in stylish lady's eyes

i. i have disovered a very satisfying strat for the protective big guy, being simply spam scissors and get an all out attakc since the lil guy is weak to it and it heals apparently fully which is awesome

j. lmao i got yelled at for not going in the main housemaiden's office

k. SIF CAN SEE THE SHINING GRABBABLE ITEM THINGY???

l. THE STRAT AS MENTIONED IN POINT i DIDNT WORK OH GOD (i survived but my my they were not lyin about the strength)

m. it seems i was too much of a gamer and had to be dragged back down to the start :pensive:

n. still absolutely cannot get over the fact that the boulangerie guy is named the boulanger (boulangerie is the french word for like a bakery basically but boulanger is utter nonsense and i love it lmao)

a. WHAT ARE PLANTAINS EVEN. ARE THEY AN ACTUAL THING.

b. isabeau has SO many good sprites… he’s very important

c. funnyjokespun person is something I should put in my bio

d. ooo jackpot combos heal frozen too???? did not know that!

e. truly, a mystery scholars will be debating for years… also I HATE anxiété!!!!! worst enemy!!!!! explode too much!!!! annoying!!!! hard to kill!!!!!

f. oh yeah each floor has a different theme I think! it’s cool :]

g. oh you will DEFINITELY want mirabelle’s time freeze heal skill… lots of normal enemies can just. Do That Now

h. :3 hehehe

i: big guy!!!!!! I really like his design…

j: JAY THERE’S IMPORTANT THINGS IN THE OFFICE!!!!!! JAY!!!!!!!!!

k:…can they? huh!

l: OH DEAR

m: I believe in you jay!!!!!!! you can’t see it but I’m shaking pom poms right now!!!!!!

n: boulanger… how do you even pronounce that…

[tiktaaliker]

oh man oh man I'm soooo fucking excited to FINALLY run this campaign after soooo many years. think I'm going with the mortally coiled offshoot one rather than The Pit only because The Pit really needs a non-DnD playbook to work right + it still needs a TON of work

but anyways here's some of the things I'm planning hehehe

first session starts out with a basic "local tavern has a rat infestation in the basement" quest. except when the party goes down to clear them out. those are not rats. the tavern has an infestation of crawling claws. the first combat of the campaign is against a swarm of undead severed hands

bigger plot is revealed via finding out who the FUCK put crawling claws in the basement. VERY suspicious wizard has been chilling in the corner reading some books and hightails it out of there it when he realizes that the crawling claws are all dead

one book is left behind. if the players try to read it it's revealed that theres some sort of enchantment on it preventing them from reading it (text always appears in a language they dont know ie if one player sees it in infernal but the player that can speak infernal sees it in orcish etc etc). if they try to dispel it somehow all the text will just be Gone

two major leads- big cemetery where the hands were probably sourced from + wizard library the book came from (the language thing meant to be an anti-theft measure since the books arent ever supposed to leave the tower)

if they go to the cemetery: they get ambushed by a group of mercenaries in bright-colored robes/armor, mimicking the uniform of an old specialized strike team for a long-dead empire that shouldnt exist anymore

if they go to the wizard library: they find out that the suspicious wizard has a workaround to the anti-book theft enchantments, and that they were researching a REALLY weird combo of magic, including shit like self-necromancy, identifying + tracking extraplanar beings, item duplication, etc

if the party follows the wizard to private/restricted floors, they find out that he's working under another guy (its rasputin)

reviving an old dmpc of mine, Ward. not sure whether im keeping him as a cleric or swap over to druid. he's following a god of chance so ill roll a dice at the beginning of each session to see if he shows up or not. big plans for this fucker

oh also it turns out that rasputin is trying to revive the dead empire from earlier and the guys with bright colored armor keep showing up. its the children of unseeing eyes

lots of other shit happens and they meet gazer who's pretending to be a golden dragonborn despite being a lizardfolk

gazer turns out to be rasputin's apprentice surprise surprise

rasputin's bbeg plan is revealed that he's hunting down and killing minor gods/spirits with a special godkiller dagger to add to their own power

gazer eventually grows to hate rasputin and tries to usurp his plan by taking it FURTHER. there's a magic artifact he's tracking down thats supposed to let him reshape reality

finds it. gazer + party + whoever else is present gets sucked into a mind prison hellscape where theyre in the suburbs while their bodies slowly die of thirst

they break out. maybe they ally with gazer because they all trauma bond together in the suburbia hellzone. maybe they kill him. either way they eventually take down rasputin

[jhypeach]

huhuhu!!!!! im definitely gonna exploit this opportunity and summon my sexytary jeno to appear again!!!! 😎😎

last time we stopped at jen's priv twitter and you left me on a cliffhanger wayne ㅠ__ㅠ pweasee tell me more about this girl 🥺 how did they know ea and how long have they been seeing each other? ㅠㅠ and since he uses the word "seeing"..that means she has accepted jeno already, right? 😆 im so nosy about jeno's love life omg 🙈🙈🙈

ps: i have a suggestion hehe maybe you can link the previous related stories in each familee-related post (sorta like a mini masterlist on top of or below each post, linking everything together everytime you add something to this series, so future readers can catch up with the plot in one go hehe)

FamiLEE spin off: Secretary Jeno

Secretary Jeno: Intro pairing: jeno x fem reader warnings: none at all hii this is just how jeno meet the girl he is seeing hehehe. hope you guys enjoy

"Hey, I’d like to order 2 latte’s, 3 iced americanos, and 1 espresso please." The employee from the building not far from your café dropped by again to order.

"Oh, can you deliver it to the office? My boss is looking for me already, and I don’t think I can wait for it for long," she explained to you with a worried face. "Oh, sure, no worries. Lee real estate, right?" you clarified so you can instruct your staff about it. "Yeah, thank you. Just tell them executive office," she said after you gave back the card for payment to her, and she rushed through the door of the café and hurriedly went back to the office.

The café was so busy that you didn’t bother asking your two employees to deliver the coffee, so here you are crossing the street to reach the company.

You straight away walked towards the reception area when you entered the building, "Hi, ummm, an employee from here ordered coffee." "Espresso Express café, ma'am?" she asked, sweetly smiling, and you nodded. "17th floor," she said, and pointed you to the elevator, and you thanked her.

You reached the office in no time and you saw the woman who often ordered at your café at the table near an office with matte glass walls. You looked at the office and saw 3 or 4 more people inside, along with the guy sitting behind the table. All of them inside were guys. "Hey, here's the order," you said as you handed the girl the coffee.

The door from the office then opened, revealing the males inside. "Coffees?" a guy in the suite asked, which made you look at their side. Then two heads popped out from his back. The other one was just wearing a plain white shirt with specs on, and the other one was wearing a black shirt topped off with an F1 racing jacket and black fitted pants.

You looked at the assistant as you were putting down the ordered items on her table. "Yes, Mr. Lee. I'll bring it inside," she said, and made Mr. Lee nod and return inside, followed by the guy in a white shirt.

The other guy remained at the door, staring at both of you, or rather at you while leaning on its frame. "Yes, sir? Do you still need anything?" the assistant asked. He shook his head and walked towards you. "Do you wanna go out with me?" he asked out of the blue, and you were taken aback.

You and the assistant were shocked by his question. "N-no," you stammered as you answered him, since he was so close that you had to step backward. "I’ll get going. Thank you for your order," you hurriedly said to the assistant. "Yeah, thank you," she replied. You then walked away and jumped into the elevator.

You saw the guy approaching you again and it made you push the close button of the elevator repeatedly, but I guess it’s not your lucky day today. He made it inside the elevator, and now it’s just the two of you inside. "Hi again," he started. You didn’t respond nor look at him.

Why is it taking so long to go down when it didn’t take this long when I went up earlier? You thought.

"Why are you in such a hurry, babe?" he softly chuckled, looking at how tense you were and still are. "C-cuz I have a job to keep." You replied, not looking at him, "unlike you." He laughed at your reply, then the elevator door opened.

It wasn’t on the ground floor yet, but you decided to come out, and then some employees entered the elevator. You walked out hurriedly, so he couldn’t catch up on you if ever. "Creep," you whispered to yourself when you looked back and the elevator closed and you didn’t see him come out. 

On the other hand, Jeno remained inside the elevator, smiling to himself when you ran out of it. He pressed the 17th button on the elevator so he could go back. When he came back inside Mark’s office, he was already smiling ear to ear.

"You saw a fuckable woman again, didn’t you?" Jaemin asked, the guy in the plain white shirt and specs. Jeno shook his head. "Hey, does your company also offer hot waitresses?" he asked Mark which Mark just laugh on it.

Jeno was still preoccupied when you thought of him as unemployed. "Mark, make me your assistant," he blurted out of nowhere. "We're not talking about recruiting people, Jeno," Mark said, not understanding his point.

"She said I'm unemployed," Jeno reasoned. "You are unemployed," Jaemin stated. Jeno scowled at Jaemin. "And being your assistant makes me closer to her," he said, leaning back in his chair with a cocky smile plastered on his face.

Mark and Jaemin both stared at him, questioning his every action. "Well, in that case, you'll have to pick up my daughter from school as well," Mark negotiated, "Deal," and Jeno agreed.

Guess this where your life gets interesting.

[imaushiji]

Oh? Feisty you say? I’m rather intrigued to see what you have in store. But don’t think I will go easy on you, just cause you’re my doll. You know I like to win when it comes to you 🥴

The sky tower can try! I am faster than he is, so we will see who gets hit with the ticket. All I know is that I will pay it with his card.

And I have no clue what kind of magazines they are specifically. I only know that he has circled and market certain clothing items and has written your name beside them. I suspect that he wants to buy it for you, but wouldn’t it be more fun to go to the store and have you try different outfits there (and do smth else if you’re down 👁️)

I’m also trying to convince him to make a tumblr account, but this man is even worse with technology than Shin. He said he would try, but he’s already stuck on choosing a username 🤦 maybe you can help him, love? I’ll just be there for ✨mental support✨

Plot twist, I don't plan on winning 🥴 but I definitely won't make it easy for you, love 👁️

"sky tower" the way I CACKLED lksdfsldfkjb he's gonna be so annoyed but I'm sure there are things you can offer in return hehehe

Ohhhhh Keiiiiiiii 🥺 he's so cute, it's not fair! I am so down to go shopping and model some outfits for ya but we're still banned from a few of my fave stores after the last time we went 🥲 you say I'm loud but we both know we got caught bc of you

I don't know if I'm ready to handle both of you online 💀 but I'll talk to him and see if he really wants to <3

[bumblingbabooshka]

🎈💞 for the fic writer ask!

💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language: That the prose is interesting (in my opinion) and that the characters shine~! If you look through my arsenal of fics you'll see I have very little plot or larger world focused fics...hEHEHE!! A looot of them are just like 'Tuvok puts his kids to bed' or 'Amanda and Sarek hang out'. That's where I live, that's my happy place! 🎈describe your style as a writer; is it fixed? does it change?: I think my style is generally drawing attention to small things and little intimacies...delving into a character's inner world...a lot of the time I'll go off on tangents that way hehehe. My newest favorite example is in my fic 'Strange Thoughts':

She and Sarek were sitting on her (theirs now, everything had slowly become shared between them.

There was a moment Sarek remembered often; he and Amanda had not yet begun their more intimate relationship and she was ineffectively complaining about the cold while she used chapstick, smacking her lips together. When she was done she held the small tube out towards him without even looking, having already moved on to rummaging in her bag.

“Mm?” she’d asked and Sarek had taken it, careful not to disrupt the product’s shape. When he had given it back she hadn’t even commented on his having used it, continuing an argument about a book they’d both been reading earlier.

It was the moment Sarek had begun to believe that a relationship between them would be possible. The Vulcan ideal of a partnership was two bodies, one mind. Cooperation, understanding, another’s mind being as familiar as your own.

He had no doubt that Amanda had forgotten the moment - it was small to her. However, Sarek often thought of it whenever he found himself using the woman’s plates or blearily handing her her personal items in the morning. He knew where everything was and that he was allowed to use and handle them.

“My home is your home,” Amanda had said the first time he’d been over and asked if he could make a cup of tea. “Only your home’s probably tidier.”

“That is accurate,” Sarek had said, thinking of proposals and jewelry) bed. I laughed to myself as I realized I had to just write 'bed' to finish the thought since I wrote an entire scene in what was supposed to be an aside!

[ofthenoseclan]

favorite and least favorite touhou games and why (cast? gameplay? story? tell me.)

hiii tyty

fave games are shinreibyou (13) and danmaku amanojaku (14.3) for different reasons

13 has the largest amount of cast members im very attached to on average in a single game, its visual aesthetic and its ost's soundfont are huge favourites of mine, its introduction of taoism as a major player in the religion war arc is interesting, and it completes the plot setup for the events of touhou gumonkuju ~ symposium of post-mysticism. which is my favourite written work in the franchise if you dont count the concept records. plus it reintroduces spell practice for the first time since 8 which is a godsend. i dont really love the divine spirit/trance mode gimmick and i think its pretty half-baked in execution but everything else about the game besides the gameplay makes up for that. and also it created my fave ship hehehe.

14.3 however is my fave in terms of gameplay, its concept is so fun and executed perfectly and i had a blast with it. its a spinoff where the idea is you are up against danmaku patterns that are impossible to dodge normally, but you are still able to "cheat" by using items that let you delete patches of bullets, wrap around to the opposite side of the screen, turn invincible for a split second, etc. HOWEVER none of the bullet patterns are ever actually impossible, theyre just extremely challenging with a super low margin for error, so trying to see if you can solve the danmaku patterns without using your "cheats" adds an extra risk reward factor and turns the experience into a bit of a puzzle game. its sick as hell. a no-items run is planned for this years gdq if that sounds interesting

LEAST fave games are probably koumakyou (6) and kikeijuu (17)

6 because its just. not very good despite the hype for it. its clunky and unpolished but not in a way thats charming to me like the pc98 games are, and its plot feels extremely out of place with the tone of the windows era. theres no political satire or subtext its just a cheesy run of the mill shmup. if i want what 6 offers ill play a cave game or something instead

17 because as much as i adore that titles story and subtext and worldbuilding and all the things it plays around with conceptually from the bottom of my heart, jesus CHRIST that is a visual overload nightmare of a game. i dont have photosensitivity issues and it still made me sick. there is no justifying such bright flashing backgrounds like 17s that late into zuns career its worse than some of the stuff in 5s backgrounds (sorry 5 ily despite this). that coupled with the fact that you have 3 separate coloured giant flashing power ups on the screen all the time with the wolf/eagle/otter spirits makes it hell on the eyes. its so weird how this is the only windows era game that has these eyestrain problems but they made me have to give up trying to finish it, let alone do a 1cc run. please zun never do something like that again

[sunny6677]

Crumbled Papers

A (Hetalia) Japan x Male! Reader

Chapter 2

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Waves of traffic rumbled outside America's car, as blasts of music emitted from his own car too.

He loudly howled his voice to the music, some notes sounding off key, Y/N could only sit in silence as he(America) sang to himself.

Y/N's mind went back to the fire, the roaring flames of orangeish red that barked at him like a beast of unholy existence.

He could only remember his fear as he watched it consume most of everything he didn't manage to save.

America's voice felt muted as he thought back to the fire. He didn't remember the last time he was so.. horrified.

Amber fields of hellfire coated his house entirely like a waterfall, as he could only be witness to it all.

Sweat dripped down his face fastly, shivering; he felt it. Fear. Anxiety. Pain. If he listed it all, it would be like the entirety of the Constitution.

Regret consumed his face as he thought back to all the items he didn't manage to save.

A hand then waved in front of his face.

"Dude, dude!"

He snapped out of his trance, and muttered-- "Wha-- what?"

"We're here! You thinkin' about stayin' or somethin?" America said, still grinning like the stereotypical hero he was.

Y/N only felt weakened under his optimistic gaze, "A-- Ah, no, sorry.. I spaced out. How.. how'd we get here so fast?"

"Same way as we always do, baby--" He then grinned bigger, "Iggys sweet black magic!"

"Oh, well that explains a lot.." Replied Y/N. Now he'd have to get out of the car and get his things.

The exhaustion weighted heavy inside his body, he didn't know if he could even carry any of what he needed with how much agony pierced deep inside his soul.

Stepping out of the car, he slammed the door shut; America stepped out too, and went to the back of the car to get the stuff they had packed inside the trunk.

1 suitcase and a bag. Perfect for two people to carry on their own.

Grabbing the suitcase, Y/N stepped closer to the house that they had arrived at.

He admired it; an ancient looking Japanese house, that had of course, belonged to Japan himself. It looked quite nice with all the nature surrounding it.

"Japan sure does have a nice house, huh?" Commented Y/N with a smile of admiration.

"Yep! The dude sure knows how to make it look like he's from some Disney Pixar movie!" Said America, walking up from behind.

"Yeah.. wonder if this'll be a plot to a Pixar movie sometime, heheh." Y/N joked.

"Hahaha! Maybe! Now come on!" Swirling eyes of sapphire were packed with immaturity, as America then clasped his hand around Y/Ns arm and brought him forth to Japan's humble abode.

Y/N's heart beat heavily from the pace of the little run America forced them into; America then came to a halt and knocked heavily, not paying any attention to the weak, exhausted form of Y/N's body.

"Yoo! Japan, dude, we're here!" America grinned innocently, Y/N looked up at America with slight frustration.

"Yeah, we're here, and America is now the Flash apparently so be careful.." Sarcastically commented Y/N.

"Hahah! Which is why I'm the hero!" Proudly exclaimed America, with sparkling eyes of sky blue.

Y/N only groaned at his grinning expression, he was surprised America didn't take offense to the comment, as a matter of fact; it was pretty rare for him to just take it.

The door then slid open, making Y/Ns eyes dart toward the figure who had just opened the door.

A pair of Miriam Jasper eyes stared back at him from the entrance of it, causing Y/N to let out a slight noise of surprise.

It was the man himself, Japan. Anyone could recognize him if they stared long enough into those sparkle-ridden eyes of his, for they were a beautiful complexity of tigers-eye.

His hair was dark like the night, and due to it stopping at his neck, from time to time-- people would mistake him for a girl.

He would often be seen in his traditional Japanese clothing if he were not at work, but at work; he'd be wearing several layers of clothing to make him seem like a professional. His light-brown skin seemed similar to the sun's light yellow reflection.

His voice was velvety, deep; like a chorus of a thousand angels singing all at once to create a masculine harmony.

His voice and personality would often clash with those less mature than him, due to him somehow having the ability to put up with it all.

"Herro, Amerika-kun. Herro, Y/N-kun." Japan bowed respectively, letting Y/N bathe in the warm, welcoming and polite aura of his home for the first time.

"Hey dude!" America greeted happily. "Um.. hey." Y/N waved shyly.

"Oh, Y/N-kun.. it is nice to finarry be abre to tark to you properry. I hope you enjoy your time here." Japan looked to Y/Ns eyes of (insert metaphorical description here), and managed to maintain a look of blankness still.

"Oh, yeah.. its-- uh, nice to finally talk to you too. Hope we got along well." Nervously replied Y/N, scratching the back of his head.

He didn't know why, but under Japan's cold and serious gaze of simbersite, he felt a little small.

Japan replied; "I'm sure we wirr.. do you need some assistance whire you pack your things?" Asked he, looking softly eager to help his new temporary roommate.

Y/N spoke, "Uh-- you don't have to, if you don't want.."

"Dont worry, I assure you, I am eager to herp you. You are werrcome to ask for herp anytime you rike." Politely said Japan, still making no other expression, other than a blank face. It was like a void, a black empty space with no specks of stars.

It went silent for a few seconds, before America finally spoke again; "Okay, now that the awkward greetings over, back to me! So, Japan, about that McDonald's in your place--"

America's voice went faint for a few seconds. Y/N felt like a person watching a film, merely spectating from their seat at the movie theater as he spaced out.

Japan's mere reactions from.. whatever America was rambling on about changed every few seconds-- yet it was never joy whenever it shifted.

Y/N wanted to know.. even though they had only finally properly met him for a few seconds, what would it take for him to smile?

"Y/N? Y/N?~" Called out America, waving a hand in front of his face.

Y/N flinched in shock from himself being pulled out of the speciation he was in merely a few seconds ago, "O-- Oh, sorry spaced out again.."

"Dude, your spacing out a lot today, are you alright?" Asked America, concern glazing in his aquamarine eyes.

"Y-- Yeah.. I'm fine, a little tired is all." Replied Y/N, staring at the ground. He couldn't exactly think of a good excuse.

"Hmm-- well, I was saying--" America then clasped his hands over Y/Ns body, and zoomed into Japan's house; "Time to head in, biatch!"

Japan only spectated the chaos with a mildly concerned face from the entrance.

This.. was gonna be a chaotic evening til America was gone.

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[new-old-friend]

The proposal

Maybe I'm not really good at this, English is not even my first language, I’m not capable to describe scenes, my vocabulary is quite poor and is also the first time I wrote a story in my non-native language. Still, I hope you readers will like it, and appreciate my efforts and, especially, my story.

Just a little bit of background.

My wol's name is Mackenzie, he is 27 years old and he started to traveling alone at the age of 17. He is for 3/4 hyur and for 1/4 miqo'te. His physical appereance is more similar to a hyur, whilst his behavior is totally of a miqo'te. His mother’s name is M'eva and his father’s is M'avrick. He has 3 simblings: M'illa (almost 4), M'raly (16) and M'ishan (18).

From time to time, when he is under heavy stress - or actually when he wants it - he may change his physical appearance: the pupils of his eyes became thinner and vertical, he sprouts the tail and his ears transforms into that of a miqo’te. Fortunately most of the time he is sufficiently able to control his transformation, and this is why only his family and his closest friends know about this.

His Miqo'te name is M'kenzie.

In the past he had a troubled relationship with G'raha, but after the events of Ultima Thule, they are now an actual couple.

Have a good reading.

G'raha entered the Rising Stones with low ears and fidgeting nervously. Tataru couldn't help but smile the moment she saw him. "G'raha!" She said running towards him.

"Hello Tataru, are you free? May I ask you for a favour?"

"Well, straight to the point!"

"I apologize, I... really need help for a very important matter."

Estinien was in a corner of the room, leaning against the wall doing absolutely nothing. "Don't ask favours to Mistress Tataru, you'll regret it."

"Sir Estinien: hush. Please, G’raha, go on."

"Right, thank you. Are you perchance in contact with a good jeweler?"

"Oh, I'm in contact with more than one. For example, there's a friend of mine that works in Ralgr's Reach and that is also a good enchanter. I can ask him to make you whatever you need."

Estinien made the error to interrupt them again "Don't trust her, this will not ends well."

"Sir Estinien, if would you be so kind to LEAVE us alone." She said glaring at him. A shiver ran down his spine and the Dragoon rushed out of the room without looking back.

"So, where were we?" Said the lalafell smiling.

"Your friend in Ralgr's Reach. But, well, I'm not looking for something so complicated, I just need an artisan for a personal article."

"Alright, for this kind of items I know a merchant very furnished in Ishgard."

"Uhm, no. How can I put it, I need someone who can craft me something customized." Tataru stopped to think for a moment. "Oh, yes," she said with a glint in her eyes "I know a person in Limsa! She is a very good friend, and very brillant! An artist, to put it mildly! She can craft everything you want, but if you ask me, her masterpieces are rings, and–"

"Yes! Great!"

Tataru stared at him inquiringly  "What are you plotting?"

"Me? Plotting? That's...absurd. Absolutely preposterous."

"For the twelve! You want to propose to Mackenzie!" said Tataru aloud.

"Shhh, there's no reason to let all Mor Dhona hear."

"You want to propose!" She repeated in a lower voice.

"Yes, that's the plan."

"Let me handle this!"

"Beg you pardon?" The miqo'te looked at her confused.

"It'll be great!"

"Are you sure? I didn't know you were an expert of... celebrations."

"I'm an expert of everything, little cat. Besides, I'm really good to make people says "yes"." She replied with a grim on her face.

"Well, you make a point. I don't know what to say except thank you. Ahem, I would much appreciate if this could remain just between you and me."

"Of course! Tell me, do you want some kind of incision inside the ring? Perhaps your names, or a phrase?"

"An incision, you said? I had not considered that. But, probably a phrase is more, uhm, romantic?"

"Hehehe, I think so. Well, I'll leave you a moment to think about it..."

"No need, I have it. Sort of."

"That was fast."

"Together across time and space" said G'raha blushing.

"’Tis really sweet.” she said with a big smile. “And for the shape?"

"I thought of something delicate, white gold with little light green gemstones intertwined in thin gold strings."

"A very good choice! I'll contact her at once and I’ll tell to realize a few designs. I'll keep you updated."

"Thank you again, Tataru."

"Everything for the future husband of my friend!"

G'raha started fidgeting again, red in the face matching the color of his eyes. After saluting her he made his way to the exit, but while he was leaving the hall he bumped violently into Mackenzie who was just opening the door. "Raha!" said concerned the warrior if light, putting instinctively his hands on his boyfriend’s hips. "Are you hurt?" G'raha grabbed Mackenzie's shirt, almost trumble for hitting him. He sank his head into his chest "Ah, I'm good, don't worry."

Mackenzie was tempted to hold him tight and drag him in the first free chamber of the Rising Stones, for too much time had passed since they have seen each other, but he refrained from doing so and simply rubbed gently his forehead on his.

"You know, I missed you a lot, kitten."

"I missed you too." Replied G'raha, swinging his tail "Are you sure you’ll manage to come back to Sharlyan today?"

"Yes, but I have something to do first, I'll be there for dinner."

"Very well."

"May I ask for a kiss before you leave?"

The miqo'te shaked his head without looking at him. "I missed your kisses tremendously, and I’m afraid we'd cause too much of a spectacle if I start to kiss you now." Mackenzie smiled and gave him a kiss on his cheek "I'll take this as an account, then." G'raha looked up into Mackenzie's eyes and smiled "I'll make sure to give everything you need tonight." he replied in a low soft voice. The warrior of light swallowed, his heart started to beat fast and he unwittingly made purr. After a brief hug G'raha walked away.

"That guy is always capable to fool me every time I let my guard down! Nevertheless, he is SO shy in public when it comes to us. But this is one of the thing I love so much of him. Also, it is kind of cute." Said Mackenzie to Tataru.

"And you like to tease him for this."

"Of course I do! And rest assured that he would pay for what he did just now!"

"Heheheh. In any event, ‘tis good to see you, Mackenzie. What brings you here?"

"I was just passing by, and thought it was nice to make you a visit. How things going?"

"Oh, you know, as usual. But I miss all of you, you should come more often! How's your family?"

"My parents and Illa left Sharlyan a couple of days ago, while Raly and Ishan decided to travel together for a while. But, seems that both are waiting for me in Sharlyan, they want to say goodbye before leaving."

"Illa is a really sweet little lady, how old is she?"

"Almost four, and she is already a troublemaker. But, you know, blood tells."

"And if I'm not wrong, she is infatuated of your boyfriend."

"As I said, blood tells." said Mackenzie smiling softly.

"Are you planning to stay some days?"

"Sadly no, I have "chores" waiting for me, and a really important thing to do. But, mayhap I could use your help with one of them?"

"I'm not going to do chores in your stead, Mackenzie."

"Not in that sense, I wouldn't never ask you something like this. Rather, do you know a good jeweler?"

"No way!"

"No way what?"

You're going to propose to G'raha!"

"What in the h–? How did you know?!"

"So is a yes. This is gonna be fun!"

"I hope it will be more romantic than fun, it'll be not a good sign if he does start laughing."

"Don't  worry my friend, it'll be awesome! Let me handle this, I have the perfect person for you!"

"I have the bad feeling this is going somewhere... terrible."

"Not at all! Have I ever disappointed you?"

"No, I can't say you had."

"See? Tell me, do you have an idea about the design?"

"Not the faintest."

"May I suggest something in white gold?"

"It is certainly classy, I like it. "

"And with gemstones?"

"Oh, yes, but very small gemstones, embedded on the whole surface. Mostly blue, and two red. Ah, and this inscription inside: "Our promises will always connect us"."

"So much for not having an idea. In any case, this is even sweeter!"

"Sweeter than what?"

"Don't mind me, don't mind me! Alright, I'll bring your idea to my friend and I'll let you know as soon as I can."

"Thank you Tataru, I really appreciate it. And if you'll be so kind to not spread the word, yes?"

"My lips are sealed!"

Mackenzie smiled. "Well, I'll be more than happy to stay a little while here, but unfortunately ‘tis time to leave. Take care, and say goodbye to the others for me."

"Be safe on your journey!" She replied waving her hand.

Krile arrived from the infirmary just in time to say goodbye to Mackenzie from afar, then she approached Tataru smiling "So, Tataru, are they going to propose each other?"

"Eheheheh! Oh, I'd pay to see their faces!" Said the coinkeeper with a mischievous grin.

"10000 gil that Raha will propose first."

"I'll take the bet!" yelled suddenly Estinien from the solar.

[arachnitopia]

3, 6, 8, 21, 19 and 20, 22, 28 and 29 :-3

hello hello!! 3. biggest strength - i take a lot of pride in my intelligence! i process, learn, and comprehend very fast and i retain + use the knowledge i gain very well. i've been told plenty of times that i could do great things if i applied myself more and as much as that statement annoys me, i like to think its true. i could do fantastic things. 6. last dream you had - the last dream i had was a really elaborate and immersive nightmare. of course it doesnt take much thinking to realize it's unrealistic, but upon waking up i was genuinely a bit afraid because for a moment it really seemed like That was my life ! in short it can be summarized by my mom dates a serial killer yikes but if you want to hear it in more detail idm describing it :P 8. favorite movie - tie between everything, everywhere, all at once and pan's labyrinth. both very very different but still very very good. everything everywhere all at once was nominated for 11 oscars and won 7 of them!! those wins being best actress, best supporting actress, best supporting actor, best film editing, best original screenplay, best director, and of course best picture! and for good reason. eeaao is a FANTASTIC movie and something i think everyone in the world should watch. it has good comedy + action, it has good philosophy and diverse representation, it has good set and costume design, and it has absolutely phenomenal plot and characters. genuinely there is something for everyone. we'd be here forever if i could talk about every little thing good about eeaao but instead you should watch it for yourself!!! pan's labyrinth was nominated for 6 oscars and won 3 of them! those wins being best art direction, best cinematography, and best makeup (though its other nominations are also very impressive). pan's labyrinth is an incredibly beautiful, well done dark fantasy movie about a little girl having to bear life during the early francoist period of spain. despite it being a somewhat old movie, the visuals still hold up perfectly. both the beauty and the unsettling is captured perfectly. it's a cult classic that, again, i think everyone should watch! 19. 5 things i love - you my dear friend eden!!!! as well as all my other friends :] art of every medium especially music and writing and illustration all of my favorite roblox games hehehe learning ! especially about science, literature, and even history!! all of my plushies!! 20. 5 things i hate- its so awful when i accidentally loop a song for too long and it starts to sound weird/bad :[ misinformation ! when genuinely good media is dumbed down to a meme or is only known for having a shit fandom pokemon dudebros who think trubbish is a bad pokemon/has a bad design yearning for all of the cool and fun and complex things my laptop cannot run 21. a random fact - everything, everywhere, all at once actually had to have its own wiki page for all of the awards it was nominated for and won because there were so many it was better to just dedicate an entirely separate area for them :P 22. favorite item of jewelry - in terms of jewelry types i love neckalces and chokers! specific item though i have a silver necklace with a round lapis pendant that's held in place by a dragon circling around it,, it's really cool and means a lot to me :] 28. favorite book - house of leaves. frankenstein is a close second but house of leaves always no matter what,, it's an incredibly engaging read that requires a lot of effort. pages upon pages of footnotes, appendixes, exhibits. there's even details and puzzles in the margins, chapter names, and publisher fine print on the very first page. house of leaves tells many stories at once, all interconnected and yet so distant from one another. it's unsettling, heart-wrenching, and so so human. it's also inspired a lot of other really good art (such as myhouse.wad !!!) 29. sweet or salted popcorn - i don't like sweet popcorn that much !