#took a while for the map haha

[chiara-klara-claire]

updated my article about Norwegian Bunads!

[ssreeder]

yooooo. queer-ie: i love your work and would die for it (this is the queer part) and i just know there’s gotta be scenes that have been deleted. could you possibly tell us about some of those (this is the -ie part)? no pressure tho!! i’ll be hopelessly devoted to you either way.

eyyyyyy-o.

sorry Ive sat on this ask for a while but it tuurns I doooooo have like 4k of of outtakes from RIA & ITF lol.

so here are a few, i’m not sure if this is what you wanted from this ask lol im doing my best. (also none of these are edited or proof read and im sorry about mistakes and grammar and tense and all that other jaz because these were seriously like - ‘i don’t know if im going to trash this orrrrr…..’ then it never made it in & might not even be applicable to the current story.)

im such a good author I know so many details ummmm here is an insert from some point in RIA (I think this was going to be a POV from Hakoda and his men talking and I decided it was a waste of word count. sorry hakoda)

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“I say we kill him.”

“Don’t you think that is a little… <i>extreme</i> Gilak?”

“Not as extreme as the <i>son</i> of the Fire Lord living and breathing in our camp!”

Hakoda felt the specific vein in his forehead thumping against his wrinkled skin that was trying its best to keep it contained. He could feel a headache coming forward the longer they discussed what to do about the situation that Sokka brought to his attention… and so far, they had not one tangible idea.

“Gilak, I have already told you, we can not kill him.”

“I know sir, your son is buddies with him, and we can’t upset Sokka.”

Hakoda shot the larger man a stern look, and he quickly retracted his words.

“I know why we can’t kill him. I just think it would be the simplest solution in this situation.”

Bato jumped to Hakoda’s defense, like he always did.

“This is not a simple situation, so it will not have a simple solution. I think we should speak to Morrak and see what he learned about the boy before we make any decisions. If we kill the Prince of the Fire Nation while he is severely injured and being non threatening we will look like the savages the rest of the world calls us. We have to handle this delicately, like Hakoda said, Sokka trusted us enough to tell us who he is when he could have easily lied. Which means we need to respect that trust and handle it delicately.”

Hakoda cleared his throat, earning the attention from both his men.

“So it is decided. I will talk to Morrak and once I get more information, I will meet back with you both and we can discuss our options at that point.”

“Yes sir.”

“Yes Chief.”

Hakoda was happy when they left his tent, freeing up the stifled air that seemed to stop moving the moment the conversation began. Hakoda felt an intense guilt building from betraying his son’s trust and sharing his friend's identity with the other men… Haoda knew it was the wisest decision for him to make as the Chief of the Southern Water Tribe, but it wasn’t helping him be the best dad to his son… Something he was still struggling with every passing moment.

Even now… Hakoda left his son alone in the healer’s tent with the boy he just recently discovered was the Prince of the Fire Nation… A boy bred into fire and violence. Sokka seemed to trust him, which gave Hakoda a tiny bit of hope that maybe there was something good in this boy… But that tiny feeling was smothered by the rest of the overwhelming amount of mistrust and worry he had when he looked at the golden eyed boy who glared at him from the moment he opened his eyes.

Hakoda rubbed his forehead, digging his thumb into his temple in an attempt to push back the stress vein. He needed to speak to Morrak, and after that… He would make a decision on what was the best next step he could make. He needed to protect his tribe and his son, that was his main concern right now… and right now… Sokka was tied to this fire bender in a way that made Hakoda nervous.

Turning towards the entrance of his tent, Hakoda decided not to overthink this situation a minute longer and go find Morrak so they could talk…

Each time Hakoda thought about all the things he didn’t know, or wasn’t understanding, he felt the weight of his decision growing heavier and heavier. If Hakoda didn’t figure out what to do soon, he was going to be crushed and then Sokka would be on his own…

Hakoda couldn’t fail his son again, he had to make the right decision

- -

Ok so this one is right before Zuko gave himself up in RIA. I don’t remember how the final scene went down but we all know how it ended :) <3

Psst… Dad.”

Hakoda frowned in his sleep, caught in the middle of a dream and the reality that awaited him on the other side.

“Dad… Wake up.”

Hakoda opened his eyes and saw Sokka staring down at him.

“Son? What are you doing in my tent in the middle of the night? Are you ok?”

Hakoda sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to see through the darkness he was startled when a tiny flame broke through the void and gave clarity to the room.

Zuko was standing behind Sokka who was kneeling next to Hakoda’s bed, and the Water Tribe man felt a mixture of conflicted feelings. He was instantly happy that Zuko had come back for Sokka, but the dred that followed swallowed any joy he had…. Zuko couldn’t be here. If Quon found him… They would all be in trouble.

“I’m fine… Zuko came back. He… We… Ummm… We are leaving.”

Hakoda thought he would be devastated the day his son told him he was leaving again, so sure that his world would bottom out and Hakoda would feel like he was falling into despair. But when he looked at Sokka, and he thought back to the talk they had about his feelings for the fire bender, Hakoda knew that there was nothing he could say to change his son’s decision.

Just like Hakoda had allowed Katara to leave, he had to do the same with Sokka. His children didn’t belong to him anymore, they were grown and they were bonded to people who they were loyal to… And Hakoda was proud of them. It was a monumental thing to find someone you loved, and staying loyal to them was what kept that relationship strong…. Even if Hakoda didn’t love the idea of Sokka choosing a fire bending boy, he wouldn’t stop him from being loyal to his love.

“I understand, son. Allow me to put on my pants and I will help you two escape.”

Zuko spoke up, “I don’t think that will be necessary. The uhh… The helping us… Not the uhh… The pants.”

Hakoda smirked and Sokka smacked his own forehead. No wonder the boy refrained from using words.

“I would like to make sure you two make it out ok. Is that a problem?”

Zuko seemed to dislike the idea, but Sokka gave him a pleading look that had a splash of assertiveness, which seemed to be their typical dynamic. Now that Hakoda was aware of the romantic nature between the boys it was easier to disfer their interactions.

Hakoda slipped on his pants and slid on his boots, making sure he secured his hunting knife inside. He couldn’t grab any other weapons just in case they were caught, Hakoda couldn’t risk looking like he was prepared for a fight. If they were caught, they would need to make sure that whatever words made up their excuse were good enough to fool whoever found them.

As long as it wasn’t Quon, they might have a chance

- -

RIP Shen, I never realized how fucking funny you and Zuko were until you died. I think this was when they were all sharing intel idk… but Zukos an asshole and I love it. (he and Sokka were sooooo hostile during the SWT arc)

“Nothing… Just…. Fucking drop it. How about Zuko and I switch seats and I will come over and help you with the Fire Nation cruiser information. Bato and Zuko can, I don’t know… Play their tile game or whatever.”

“Fine with me. I fucking love games.” Zuko mumbled as he stood up.

Shen watched with wide eyes, not saying a word, and Hakoda could honestly say he had no words to add to the tension either.

“Good!” Sokka stood up as well and made sure to bump his friend’s shoulder as they switched seats. The fire bender glanced back and Hakoda wondered if he was going to shove Sokka in the back but he didn’t reciprocate the hostile gesture and instead he flopped down next to Bato and crossed his arms with his brow narrowed deep into the center of his face.

Shen leaned back when Sokka came to sit down next to him, and Sokka glanced over at him and scoffed.

“Don’t be dramatic. Let’s just get this thing fucking over with so we can be done here.”

“Whatever you say.” Shen replied as Sokka aggressively organized the parchment and prepared to draw out Shen’s cruiser.

Hakoda watched as Sokka’s anger melted when Shen began to explain what it was like being a soldier stationed on Fire Nation cruiser. He told them about -

- -

TA DAAAAAA idk if this is what you wanted…. but here it is. I don’t have anything from the first book, and only a bit from ITF but I do have more RIA. I rambled a lot in the second book ha but yeah idk what else to say! Thanks for the ask.

[lwoorl]

I'll say it: "Oh all AI artists do is write a stupid description and immediately get an image with no effort, there's no art in that" is the new "Digital painting doesn't count as art because it takes no effort"

[asking-paradise]

Kaby: What is Uncharted Road?

Uncharted Road is one of those high mysteriosity dungeons that, normally, you only enter while going through other mystery dungeons. You go through a few floors of Uncharted Road, and then return back to whatever dungeon you were in the middle of.

...which, makes this weird, if this is Uncharted Road, because it has spawned as its own dungeon.

Maybe it has become strong enough to become its own dungeon...? I hope not, honestly. An actual dungeon in Paradise would still be really bad...

Yeah... hopefully this is some sort of odd fluke.

[Floor Map unlocked!]

[stxuxrniolochris]

safari guide - Chris Sturniolo

Summary~~ You work at a safari and famous youtubers rent out the whole place and one catches your eye. Will it lead to anything?~~

P2

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It was early in the morning and I was tired. I normally took the night shift for the over night but there were some famous people who rented the whole thing out and I’m the only one who is experienced enough to give the full guide and was willing to be here for over 24 hours. I didn’t do any research on these guys but I know there triplets and that there youtubers.

I was at the front desk waiting, which felt like forever when I saw two people who looked very similar. And a guy with a camera behind them. I guess this was them. “Hey! We’re fore the safari overnight thing.” The first one smiled brightly. I smiled right back, I love people who are just happy and kind. “Hi! I assume your the Sturn-ni-olo triplets?” I said struggling to say there seconds name. “Yess haha I’m Nick Sturniolo and this is Matt.” He gestured to the other boy who was quiet. I smiled at Matt while taking a mental note on how to say there name. “The other one, Chris will be here in just a second, he’s getting the spare camera.” He continued still smiling. “Well it’s nice to meet you I’m y/n.” I said while handing them maps of the safari when a third boy walked up. They all look similar but you could tell differences about them. I got butterflies when I saw the last one, which I figured was Chris. He was cute, no he was hot. “Chris! This is y/n, y/n this is Chris.” I smiled at him and he smiled back. I could’ve sworn I saw him look me up and down quick, but I just brushed it off. “Do you mind be on camera?” Nick asked. “No not at all.” I smiled.

“So are you guys celebrating your birthday or..” I asked while we walked to the zip line. “No, 6 million subscribers.” Nick said smiling. My eyes widened, i mean I heard they were famous but not that famous. They chuckled at my reaction. “Well congratulations, that’s a lot of people.” “Thank you.” They all said collectively, which made me laugh. Chris kept looking and smiling at me, which I thought was cute.

I was walking a couple steps ahead of the boys, giving them space while they talked to the camera when I heard footsteps get closer to me, faster. I turned slightly to be met with Chris smiling widely at me. “Hey.” He beamed. “Hi.” I smiled back. “Soooo how long have you worked here for, you seem to know your stuff.” I smiled at him asking this, I was passionate about my job here. “Hmm 4 years I think, yea since I was 16.” “No way we’re the same age, 20?” He said playfully hitting my arm. “Yup, when’s your birthday?” I said while laughing. “August 1st, you?” “No way I’m august 2.” I smiled. “Well I guess we’re just meant for each other then.” He shrugged while smirking. I rolled my eyes while smiling, I could feel my face go red. “Ok buddy.” I replied making him laugh.

Whenever he wasn’t talking to the camera he was beside me trying to make conversation. I was glad because I was scared that they would be some like fake- rude out of touch influencers, but they were really genuine and kind.

We got to the end of the tour at the dinner tent. “Well this is the end of the tour, they have dinner made so I’ll be back when you guys are done.” I smiled. “Thank you so much.” Nick said at the same time Matt said thank you. “Thank you.” Chris said while waving. “Cant wait to see you later, miss you already.” He whispered, so only I could hear, while smirking. My face for sure went bright red so I just smiled, shook my head and walked out.

Chris pov

I just finished dinner and decided to go find y/n. I don’t know why I was attracted to her. I’ve never felt this interested in a girl since high school. After a bout 5 minutes of looking around I spot hee on the edge of a rock with her feet dangling off. She was smoking somthing, normally would be a turn off for me but the way her lips wrapped around the end just made me more attracted.

“Hey” I breathe while walking up to her. “Hi.” She smiled brightly while putting out her joint. I sat down and looked between us at her phone. Breathe by Lil Skies was playing. “No way you listen to Skies.” I smile happily. “Yes way, what’s so unbelievable.” She laughs. God I love her laugh. “No I just love him, favourite artist.” I nudge her arm playfully. “Really? Same.” I nodded as she hands me an airpod, I smile while taking it. After a few moments of us listening to the music she speaks up again. “I went to see at summer smash last summer.” My jaw drops “No way you were there.” “Yea front row and everything.” She smiles smugly. “Well I do you one up, I was back stage.” I smirk. “No shot i don’t believe you.” “Do you remember that one guy going on stage with him during ‘rage’.” I said while still smirking. She looks at me confused, then realisation hits her. “No fucking way that was you.” Her jaw slacks. I laugh “yup”

Y/n pov

I can’t believe this. So he was famous-famous. I suddenly felt confident. “Always thought you were my type.” I smirk while shrugging. “Oh yea?” He questioned. “Yea.” I replied while smiling. I couldn’t sworn he had gotten a lot closer over the last few minutes. It’s silent, but not uncomfortable. We’re just staring at each other. He’s slowly leaning in and so do I. What was just doing omg. It was unexpected but I liked it.

Next thing I knew his lips were on mine. It was a slow and passionate kiss but it got quicker as it went on. My hands found there way up to his hair, while one of his was supporting him up and the other on my waist which sent shivers through me. After a bit I pulled back for air and he rested his forehead on mine. I smiled and he smiled back. “You know your really really pretty.” He whispered making me smile even bigger. “So can I get your number.” He asks. “Of course you can.” I laugh making him smile. “Alright we better get back you have your night tour.” I say but not moving. He sighs and drops his head a bit then gives me a peck on the lips. “Alright pretty girl.” He said making me get butterflies. We exchanged numbers then walked back to the others. I couldn’t stop smiling and by the looks of it neither could he, causing to get a few suspicious looks from Nick and Matt. I didn’t mind though I was just happy.

[blughxreader]

Hi no your world building idea on the financial implications/restrictions of the purge are making me chew through steel actually. Because sure it keeps getting higher and higher financially, but that means that people (who don't just succumb to illegal means) start to develop weird cultures around it.

Like people who decide young that they would rather just make themselves as likeable as possible in hopes of getting a yandere for themselves the same way some people hope to become house spouses. Obsessing over looking and behaving perfect to the point of not knowing who they actually are outside of performing this role 24/7 (because who knows when their potential meal ticket might be watching? Where they put cameras? You can never risk breaking character. You have to be the character and hope they never find out the truth)

Celebrities in interviews talking about how they wanted to be famous in part to have resources to find the best darling and then keep them. People trying to become a celebrity's darling just so they can try and network their own career.

People add keeping their darlings on the list of lottery winning fantasies. Talking about the way they'd decorate their rooms and the things they'd give for mental and emotional enrichment.

Purge sympathizers who argue its an honor for you to be chosen as a darling since it means an easy life for a year. Darlings being financially taken care of, sure, but dealing with people taking them even less seriously as individuals because of the ""privilege"" to the point that then asking for basic rights or ammendments becomes a war against them being framed as greedy or demanding. (They already financially support you, and now you're insisting that they let you outside too??? What's even the point of kidnapping you then?? So what if it's for medical and dental care, that just means people who aren't your yanderes touching you, examining you, not a chance).

I'm just having so many thoughts and it's your fault (affectionate)

FROTHING AT THE MOUTH

Incredible ideas. The culture around the Purge is so interesting.

Like imagine a Yandere who’s dreamed of having a Darling their whole life, only for a bigger and badder yandere to show up and kidnap them? Anyone can kill and be killed. Darling, Yandere, and Normal aren't permanent labels.

There would be Darling seminars, where people could learn how to catch the attention of a high-value yandere. Or Yandere seminars, on how to maintain passive income and keep the darling reliant on you once the captivity period ends.

And maybe early in post-Purge captivity, there are mandatory and voluntary workshops for Yans and Darlings to learn how to coexist together in accordance with the law.

I actually love your ideas. Lottery winning fantasies? Kids dreaming about their future Darlings instead of weddings?

It's easy to map out the laws in a world like this, but culture is so multi-faceted and intricate. I'm actually barking at some of these ideas

Sorry this took so long to respond to haha. Your ideas were so good that i had to think for a while about how to add to them.

[stinkysam]

Roronoa Zoro - Different.

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : “It could be with trust. Like it could start of angsty, but finishes with some fluff. For the character it could be with either Luffy or Zoro. I can't decide haha.” - anon

Reader : gender neutral (you/yours)

To you, there was only one kind of pirate. The bad kind. The kind that ruins people's lives by pillaging and destroying towns. Pirates are destructive and marines are barely better. Assholes who use their authority to do anything they want without any repercussions.

So for you, the only way was being a pirate hunter. To do the job marines (barely) did without being affiliated to them.

Along the way you met another pirate hunter, Roronoa Zoro. Although he mainly did it for the money, you both had the same point of view and quickly became friends. Even working together on a few occasions.

Until you heard he had joined a pirate to become one himself. Betrayed, you went after him for explanations.

You found him in the restaurant Baratie, with what seemed like the rest of his crew. He quickly spotted you, after all, you weren't hiding and nodded hi to you.

You didn't reply, continuing staring and rapidly he knew what this was about. He sighed and said something to his table before standing up and going to yours.

“I don't sit with pirates.” You say, looking at him as he was about to take the chair. He still sat down, after a second of not moving and began to talk.

“I know what you think. But-”

“They're different ?” You raised an eyebrow, already expecting the boring excuses.

He said nothing for a moment.

“Listen, I don't owe you any explanation. Believe what you want but Luffy is not like the pirates you know.”

“I don't believe you.”

“Then don't.” He said and stood up, leaving to go back to his table.

You didn't try to talk to him more, only seeing him again when he fought one of the seven warlords, Dracule Mihawk as you walked out of the restaurant. You stayed, watching his friends’ expressions. Two looked stressed, while one in red looked confident, the three of them too focused to notice you staring.

“Luffy, if I fail to become the world's greatest swordsman… You'll be disappointed. Right ?”

“You could never fail me.” The man in red said.

“Never… again. From now… until I beat him.” He draws his only remaining sword, raising it in the air. “To become the greatest swordsman… I will never lose again !” He declared, before letting his sword fall to the side, passing out and with that you left.

What you saw of them was too little to make you change your mind. So when you saw their ship leave after some time, you followed them, believing they were leaving to plunder some innocent town like every pirate does.

Until you saw with your own two eyes Luffy freeing Cocoyasi village and all of the Conomi Island from Arlong by defeating him.

You couldn't believe it.

The village had gathered to celebrate their freedom thanks to the small crew and you stood there amongst them, shocked.

You expected pirates like Arlong, they were the kind you knew since your early age. But pirates like Luffy ? It was your first time seeing or hearing about it.

Zoro came toward you, two plates in his hand. One for himself, one for you.

He handed you one, waiting for you to take it.

“...Thanks.” You said, unsure of what else to say as you grabbed the plate.

“Didn't think you'd follow me there.”

“You said they were different.”

“I did.”

“I didn't know it was possible. How did you know ?”

He shrugged, smiling.

“Luffy convinced me.”

“Why didn't you tell me you did that kind of thing ?”

“Would you have believed me if I told you we freed the people of Orange town ?”

“You what ?” You said in disbelief and Zoro chuckled at your reaction.

“An evil clown took the town hostage for his circus. Bunch of weirdos.”

You stared at him with wide eyes, you couldn't believe your ears.

“No. I wouldn't have believed you. Is this true ?”

“Yeah, they captured us because we have the Grand Line map.”

“Damn.” You said quietly, smiling as well. “I'm sorry. I know you're not stupid, I should've trusted your judgment.”

“No, I understand. I would've done the same in your place.”

“No, you would've tried to take my head.”

He laughed at that, nodding.

“Maybe so.” He smirked, glad you two were alright again.

[indigosunsetao3]

Hi, firstly I absolutely love your writing! Thinking about ‘you have a few minutes before you’re missed’ and I’m obsessed with the idea of Soap sharing videos with the rest of the task force, if you were to write it I’d devour it!

Oh thank you! Appreciate the kind words!

I went ahead and expanded on that story line for you and added a bit of a twist. Hope it's what you are looking for, I was going one way with it then...just made a left turn. Also, still getting used to the 'you' POV so ignore my grammar. I'll edit this another 20 time as find things.

Because this is pure smut please enjoy my new warning banner, haha. Current Warnings: Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, toys, masturbation Future warnings: Praise, Sharing. Degradation, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Straight up smut with little plot

The use of cellphones was not an option where they had been sent to. Their mission had been top secret off the books and because of that they also couldn't use an extraction to get back out. Their only option was to climb the mountain range to cross the border into a friendly country. They had been at it for days, hauling their packs and gear up one sheer cliff-face back down another, over and over again. To compound on top of it the weather had been shit and they were spending their nights cold camping to avoid detection from a fire.

"We've crossed the border," came Gaz's voice across the howling wind, his voice muffled by his scarf as he stared at the GPS in his hand.

"Fucking finally," Soap answered back as he slid a few feet down a small incline to a flatter set of rocks. "How much further before we camp? We're losing light."

"Just over this ridge, map shows a bit of flat area and a small cave," Gaz answered and Price nodded his agreement. "We can squeeze in and actually be warm for the first night in a while."

They found the cave and all crept in, checking the area before deciding it was good enough. It was cramped with the four of them laid out on their packs but it was better than being in the rain or the flimsy tents. After a hasty meal of energy bars and chlorinated tasting water Soap dug out his phone. He’d been dying to hear from you, just a simple text to know you were thinking of him.

The phone took a while to boot up and he stared as it searched for service, the bars flashing before one finally caught. He grinned and held the phone in the same spot, waiting patiently for anything to arrive when his email popped with a few notifications. Expecting most of it to be spam he clicked over to it to find an email from you with a simple message and attachment.

"A small gift for you all. And also an answer to your question.

With love."

Soap glanced around before scrunching down a bit in his roll before hitting play on the video attachment. Your voice echoed around the cave a bit as you said your hellos and set up. The sound instantly caught the others attention as Soap propped his phone on his knee and smirked at the outfit you had chosen. It was a matching dark blue lace set that he had bought for you before he had left. He told you to wear it for him in your next video, whenever that was, and you had listened.

"If you're not going to share, put on headphones," Gaz bemoaned from his roll next to Soap as he attempted to get comfortable.

"Who said I wasn't going to share?" Soap asked with a small eyebrow raise, pausing the video right as you had thrown a leg over the pillow on the bed. He had seen what you strapped down to it, the dark purple grinder that he particularly enjoyed putting on his thigh to watch you writhe and ride on him.

"Wait, you serious?" Gaz asked instantly sitting up. Soap had shared older videos of you and him together with the group after he caught on to your secret thrill. But this was a brand new, and solo, video so Gaz seemed surprised Soap didn’t want to keep it to himself. When Soap didn't pull the phone away from Gaz's peering eyes he smirked and settled in.

Price and Ghost sat across watching, one perched at the cave entrance for security the latter resting with his hand behind his head leaning against the cave wall. They had seen the other videos, had quietly adjusted themselves in their pants as they watched you bounce on Soap's dick with your hands tangled up in your hair.

Price had been vocal of his approval but Ghost hadn't said a word. Oh he enjoyed it, evidenced thanks to a few ruined towels, but he stayed quiet and observed. When Soap gave you that feedback you merely smirked. You'd find what it took to get him.

Soap hit play again and upped the volume. The bedroom was dimly lit and you were leaning on your hands for support as you began to softly roll your hips. Keeping eye contact with the camera you pressed down, trying to find the right amount of pressure before you picked up the pace. The soft silicone of the grinder catching you in all the right places after a bit of adjusting.

"Fuck Johnny," you breathed out as you shut your eyes, dropping your head a bit as your hips start to get a little more erratic. "Right there, please," you whined as you bit your lip and looked back up at the camera again through your lashes, whimpering. "Just a little more, Johnny." The bed squeaked a bit from your ministrations as you pushed back to get on your knees to give the full show. To let them to see your soft tummy clench and relax to move you, watch as your thighs shook a bit and your breasts bounced.

"Look at her," Gaz said quietly, his gaze affixed on how the lace bra barely held you in. "She's going to fucking ruin that pillow," he tacked on with a smirk as you let your head fall back and grabbed at your breasts.

"She's ruined a few of my pants too," Soap answered swiftly, his eyes never leaving where your apex slid back and forth on the grinder. He knew you were going to finish soon, he could tell by the hitched breathing and the painfully tight grip you had on yourself. "Fuck there it is," he groaned with you as you climaxed. Your hips stuttered as you cried out his name and continued to grind down to ride it out.

When you came back down you slid the pillow away, letting it drop to the floor with a soft thump. In the same swift manner you removed the lace panties and dangled them in front of you, letting them swing for the camera and obscuring you for a moment. The dark lace had a pretty little wet spot in the center and Soap didn't even try to hide as he fisted himself under his sleeping bag.

"Have you all missed me?" You asked quietly though everyone hears. Price muttered something to himself as he stared out into the dark wilderness outside, shifting his position a bit. "Because I haven't stopped thinking about you since you've been gone," you smirked letting the panties drop out of frame. Leaning back on the other plush pillows at the headboard you bent your knees and let your legs fall open to give the camera a full view of just how much of a mess you made of yourself. "And what I want to do when you get back," your hand shifted under the pillows and found a dark pink vibrator you had stashed earlier. It was new, bigger than your others, and just holding it in your hand made you swallow in trepidation

It was met with some resistance as you slid it into you and you had to slowly let it stretch you out. One more little push and arch of your back and it filled you to the brim and you gasped at the fullness. "Fuck, Johnny always said you were big Si," you huffed letting your head thud back against the headboard. "But this is," you groaned flipping the switch to turn on the vibration, "this is almost too much." You whined pulling it out a bit before sliding it back in, letting it stretch you some more before you picked up the pace. "Gods you barely fit," you muttered, twisting your hips a bit to make more room.

If Gaz had been shocked before it was nothing compared to now. He looked at Soap with apprehension, and perhaps a bit of jealousy, that you were calling out for Simon.

You certainly got Ghost's attention, just as you planned. He had sat up at your breathy moan of his name and his eyes were narrowed on the back of the phone in Johnny's hand. Johnny had told you that not many people got to use Ghost’s actual name, and alluded just calling him Si was off limits for whatever reason. You dared to try it though, what was the worse he could do to you?

You whined his name again and Johnny peered at Ghost for just a second to see him seemingly restrain himself. Ghost knew you were Johnny's girl, but the way you said his name was enough to make him wonder just what other sounds he could get you to make. "She's really needy tonight," Johnny egged Ghost on as he gently pumped himself in his pants. "When she gets like this I could use a hand sometimes," he smirked.

"Name the time and I'll be there," Gaz groaned out as he watched you start to gently rub your clit to help yourself along. "It's a crime to keep her all to yourself," he stated, "girl needs to be worshipped."

And, as if you guessed Gaz would be willing to assist, you breathed out "Kyle," rocking your hips to your hand for more pressure. Gaz groaned in response and gave up resisting his own pleasure. He rolled back on his elbows to shuck down his pants under his sleeping bag, never taking his eyes from the screen.

You were close, so close, as your moans turn into little huffs of air and Kyle and Simon’s name left your lips a few more times.

"I haven't forgotten about you Captain," you suddenly said right as you stopped your movements to resist a climax and edge yourself. You were flushed and breathing heavily as you watched the camera with a coy smile on your lips. Price abruptly turned his head away from his watch to stare at Johnny who didn't look up.

The question you had clearly answered in this video was if you were up to a bit of sharing. Soap had asked you how you had felt about being with his friends. He knew videos were one thing but he wanted to see if you’d take it further. The idea of him watching you getting railed by them thrilled him, that he could watch you get used and sated all in one. You had told him you'd think about it.

"Johnny says you like to savor, John," you huffed as you slid the vibrator out fully. "To take your time," you let the soft rubber run up and down your clit still vibrating lightly. "I'm not a patient woman Sir," you curled your lips to keep back a groan. "But for you, I'm willing to try," you slid the vibrator back in to get yourself back to that edge, pulling your legs open wider to get as deep as possible.

Right when you knew one more thrust would have you coming you let out a small keening noise and stopped moving again. Without realizing it you give a frustrated growl as you deprived yourself. "I can't wait much longer," you admonished as your need dripped onto the comforter. You took a few seconds to calm down, your legs shaking with the exertion and anticipation.

"Last one’s for you my love," you finally said after a moment in an obvious statement to Soap. You adjusted a bit on the pillows so you could stare at the camera, knowing how Johnny liked to watch your eyes as you come apart. "And you all can think of me tonight while you're wherever you are…and know what's waiting for you when you get home."

You grinned and began to fuck yourself properly. Moving the toy in and out of you faster and faster until your hips rolled involuntarily up to meet your movements,. It was as if your body was afraid you were going to deny it a climax again.

You cried out as the vibrations hit that wonderful spot inside of you and you came for the second time. Yelling out Johnny's name loud enough that there was no mistaking who you belong to and who you were thinking of.

You gave them one last view of your glistening core as you pulled out the vibrator before leaning up and grabbing the camera. You blew a kiss before the video ended and the screen blacked out.

Ghost snatched the phone before Soap could put up any sort of resistance and he leaned back into his roll to start it over. He didn’t share the view with Price as Soap had done with Gaz. He instead made his Captain wait as he jacked himself, letting out filthy praises under his breath.

The phone was passed around a few times before the cave fell quiet, save for ragged breathing. All the men were spent as they attempted to sleep with images of you running through their minds. Johnny was finally handed his phone back after Gaz's third viewing. He sent you a quick message before sliding his phone under his pillow.

“Prepare yourself for when we get home, suspect it'll be a little earlier than planned after that show.

Miss & love you Leannan.”

[korumimi]

Okay so, a while after the purgatory, everyone is back. Everything is fine. Mike is awake, everyone is in Christmas mood. So everything is fine. Pac is fine.

Cellbit and Roier are back and playing with Richas and Pepito while Pac watches from afar. Fit notices Pac and goes near him to say hi and see how everything is going.

Then he notices something. Something in the expression Pac is making. He looks distant. Kinda tired, maybe concerned. He is frowning a little. And before Fit says something Pac puts his hoodie back and warp away.

Fit is confused and goes check on the map where Pac is. He's on chume island. Without thinking he warps there too.

Pac is sitting in his armchair next to the water wheel. His with his knees next to his chest.

"Oi Pac!"

"Oh. Hi Fit!" His expression changes quickly to a happy face.

"Just wanted to check on you. You left without saying anything." Fit seats in the other armchair.

"Oh yeah I was about to go sleep. Organized some things in my inventory and all that stuff. Just seated here to... To appreciate the view!"

"Oh I see I see..."

They stay like that for a moment. Fit is a little worried so he doesn't want to leave yet.

"Do you mind if... If I stay here for a while?"

"No, no, not at all. Feel like this is your home too" Pac smiles.

Fit smiles back but stays quiet, appreciating the view too. He knows what happened in purgatory and Pac said that he even had fun in most of the time. Mike is awake now too. Richas is fine, and all his dads are back too. So he can't see the problem clearly. But he looks with attention and Pac seems a tired. Like he's not sleeping well.

"Are you sleeping good?" Fit asks in a lower voice.

Pac seems a little surprised.

"I thought no one would notice haha" He laughs. "I mean, I even tried to make that trick with the spoons to see if it get better but-"

"Pac"

Pac stops talking and see Fit is serious.

"Sorry Fit... Yeah but... I'm fine. I'm fine! Everyone is back on the island, commemorating the holidays, it's all fine!"

"Is there something bothering you? I mean, I'm here if you want to talk y'know. Like, don't feel pressured though, just- like- I want you to know I'm here." Fit is now inclined in Pac's direction, still sitting in the armchair.

Pac is quiet. First a little impressed but now he seems a little nervous, a little uneasy. He hugs himself.

"Okay so.... Im having these... These nightmares... So I'm not sleeping so well..."

Pac is fidgetting with his gloves and Fit waits for Pac to say more.

Pac sighs

"It's nothing! Like... It's just some dumb dreams, they are not real so don't need to worry about that."

"Do you want to talk about it? About the dreams?"

"I- I don't think... I don't know... Is just like..." Pac is now holding his leg.

"It's okay if you don't want to."

"Okay... Is just that- AAAARGH. I'm just so dumb, why I am like this!" Pac hides his face in his hoodie.

"I'm so useless..." Pac says just like a whisper.

"Don't say that!" Now Fit is next to Pac's armchair, crouching just to try and see Pac's face. "Can you tell me why you are saying this? I can help you Pac."

Pac peaks from his hoodie.

He exhales.

"Okay... So... I'm afraid of... Cellbit..." He hides himself. "You can laugh now, I won't judge, I would laugh too"

"Of course not Pac. It's okay to- to be afraid of things. Your feelings are valid Pac."

Pac stays in his little hideout. And Fit waits.

"Can you tell me why you are afraid of him?"

"Is just... He killed my friends once... He... He took my leg..." Pac grips his leg. Fit only waits with a surprised expression.

"And when we were in purgatory, he-he was there killing my friends! And- and- I-" He's voice is failing now.

"I couldn't do anything... I couldn't save them... I lost all my courage. And I was the lider! I was supposed to protect them!" Pac lifts his head trying to not cry.

"And I even said I could do things for him if he asked... It was like the prison all over again..."

And Pac tries to clean his tears before they fall. He doesn't want to look like this, even more not in front of Fit! But he can't stop crying. Why is he so useless. So afraid. Why he can't just, be strong! And stoic like any of the others! Fit could do that easily but he can't, because he is dumb and useless...

"But when we were together in purgatory you made it! You killed him and fought with him!" Fit tries to say in a optimistic way.

"That was because you were with me... You were by my side and I knew you could kill him. You could help me..."

"But it's okay Fit! You don't need to worry! Is just something dumb like me. Everything in the island is fine now, everyone is fine! So I will be fine..."

They stay quiet for a couples seconds. Pac is trying to clean his face with his sleeves.

"Can I hug you?" Fit is with a worried face.

And Pac is again impressed. Impressed that someone is by his side. Hasn't made fun of him. That someone is worried about him. Even though he's the most unluckiest guys on earth. And maybe he doesn't deserve anything happy. And he is even more impressed that this someone is Fit. He just wants to cry. But he cried so much already. Why is he like this.

But he accepts the hug. They stand up and they hug each other. And Pac cries a little more. But Fit holds him, and holds all the pieces that are trying to break and fall.

"Don't say that you are dumb or useless Pac. You are one of the most amazing person I have ever met. You make so many cool things, you are so smart. You made the fucking cure for that federation pill. You are awesome! You are kind and helps everyone in this island. You sacrifice yourself a little too much even, for the sake of others. Don't say bad things about yourself please... You are really good to me and makes me sad hearing that..."

"Sorry about that..."

"Don't be sorry! That's what fr- That's why I'm here for. I'm here to support you and help you when you need, okay?"

Pac doesn't respond right away. And now Fit is panicking a little. Did he talked too much? Is this going to scare Pac? Did he go too far? Now my heart is beating a little too fast. He will notice. Why my face is so hot. I just said I'm here for him, that doesn't make anything weird, right?

But Fit doesn't leave the hug. But they are quiet. And Fit is sure that anyone could hear his heart beating, so surely Pac is hearing. But Pac also doesn't leave. So maybe is fine. Finally Pac says something.

"Thank you Fit..." And Pac lifts his head to see Fit. "It means a lot to me."

And Pac is with the most honest smiles in his face. And he looks beautiful. The sunset is hitting his face making him glow. And Fit can't think in his panic anymore. Because he's stunned with how Pac looks.

Pac breaks eye contact and hugs Fit tighter, in a way of thanking him. And finally leaves the hug.

"Okay so I will leave for today. But thank you so much for what you said. It really means a lot to me. I know I still have to work on these...things... But I know that I can ask help if I need!" And his smiles so gorgeous.

"O-okay, but yeah! Anything you need just call me!"

"Thank you Fit! Bye!" Pac leaves for the wearhouse.

"Bye!"

And Fit is stunned. He just takes his warp and goes back to home. He doesn't move. Just place his hands in his face and blushes. Why is he like this.

On the other side Pac is just blushing and hiding himself inside his hoodie.

[theminecraftbee]

Hi. 3rd life looks super interesting, but I don't know where to start. Do you have any recommendations on how to watch it?

certainly! the good news is, compared to a lot of mcyt, third life is fairly short! the original 3rd life is only eight episodes by most povs, with last life being eight or nine, double life normally only being six-ish, and limited life being about eight, meaning that if you wanted to watch one player's playthrough of every season, that's still only thirty episodes. that's like... getting into one network tv show before the netflix model took over!

so, i guess my advice is just to pick someone's pov and watch it!

the players who have been in every season are grian, inthelittlewood, smajor1995, goodtimeswithscar, smallishbeans, zombiecleo, bdoubleo100, bigbst4tz2, impulsesv, tangotek, ethoslab, and solidarity. skizzleman was in every season but double life, pearlescentmoon was in every season but third life, rendog was in every season but limited life, and mumbo jumbo and ldshadowlady were only in last life.

if instead of watching one guy as a single continuity, you want to watch the "best" pov for each season, that's going to be subjective. i'd say grian or inthelittlewood for 3rd life, zombiecleo or smajor for last life, zombiecleo or pearlescentmoon for double life, and inthelittlewood or zombiecleo for limited life... but as you can tell, i have a bias towards a very specific player, haha. in reality, you can probably choose whatever pov you want and have a good time, and other fans will have a different opinion about the best povs! and then, if after you watch that pov, you have questions about what other players are doing elsewhere on the map, you can go watch that guy's pov! that's how i normally approach it, at least.

each series mostly stands alone; while the fans like making connections between series, and there are running bits of continuity, you could easily, say, decide the gimmick of double life appeals to you, but you aren't interested in watching any of the series that came before it, and you'd probably end up fine. many new fans join on when the new series starts! if you are interested, in fact, the players have been hinting at the next one starting sometime soon, although we don't have any kind of date yet. when that starts, starting with episode one of whatever that one ends up being called is as good a starting point as any!

finally, you may have noticed some of the players have videos titled stuff like "3rd life: the movie" on their channel. these are, as far as i'm aware, exactly the same as the contents for their series, just edited together as one big long video instead of a series of videos. the one exception to this is bdoubleo100, who was in limited life but didn't put out episodes as it aired, instead releasing all of his footage only recently as one long video. it's up to you whether you prefer to watch the series as a series of episodes or as a long episode, if you choose one of the povs who put out videos like that!

so yeah! there is my list of advice for getting into the life series. hopefully this is helpful and not just a block of text!

[plainandgeneric]

Hello there, I think your Godrick x Banished Knight AU is such a cool and enticing idea! I'd love to know more, like what shenanigans ensue and do they have a somewhat happy end - or at least, some happy moments? Just any kind of little headcanons :3

Aw thank you for your kind words!

They do engage in a lot of shenanigans! More below the cut.

This AU is pretty slice-of-life-esque. It covers their escape from the capital and then the almost year-long journey from the Altus Plateau to Limgrave. Even though the game map is already huge, I believe it's nowhere near the actual size of the Lands Between. So it took them a while to get out of the capital, and even longer to get far away from it.

Meanwhile, Godrick has to forgo all the comforts of living as a highborn in Leyndell and get used to roughing it in the wild haha (I do hc him as a picky eater lol). The Knight on the other hand is a little bit roguish. He's used to being hired by the militia and for other manual work, but he doesn't really know how to engage with courtly etiquette and the nobility.

Some HCs for my OC: Despite not being a knight anymore, he does retain certain knightly qualities such as loyalty (for his current employer). His name, past, and reason for banishment are something he no longer remembers, yet he carries a heavy sense of guilt for the things he imagines he had done.

As for a happy ending, I'm not too sure yet. Since Godrick really yearns to go back to Leyndell but that's highly unlikely. Maybe they do find happiness in Limgrave.

But there's definitely a lot of sweet moments between the two. Godrick can be a temperamental bastard sometimes, and the Knight humours him to his best ability. Their dynamic changes from employer & hired mercenary to lord & loyal knight. They eventually became quite reliant and attached to each other.

I do have a comic planned for a "knighting ceremony" where Godrick restores the title to the Knight. Tho I'm very slow at making comics so idk when it'll actually be made haha. Thank you for reading this very long post!!

[faeriekit]

Chet is adorable

My beautiful TimKon clone baby, Chester Thomas FakeLastName!!

I also love him, which I'm sure is clear and obvious 🥰I like to think that he's got all of Tim's interests, but, like, Kon's stable parenting style and a healthy respect for boundaries. Which. Tim. Uh. Let's be polite and say he perhaps lacks the ability to hold back haha

Narratively, I'm also Pro:

Chet not realizing he has superpowers! He's eight! Kids can't keep secrets! They snitch on themselves constantly! A kid told me this morning after storytime that her mom's car had to go off the road and onto the grass because of another car, for no particular reason; no way Kon would tell him anything when they're on the run and off-radar, so he just...lies to the pediatrician a lot! It'll probably be fine...right? Clark survived to adulthood! 😅

Chet having a miniature "finding out who a superhero is by being in the right place and being smart about it" arc in the same way Tim found out who Robin and Batman are. Get wrecked, Clark; your grandkid can recognize you from a mile away. Literally. He's got his noise cancelling headphones on and can still hear you. Maybe he should like see a doctor or smthing that sounds unhealthy...

Tim introducing himself as the second dad 0.005 minutes after almost blowing himself up destroying the League assassins after them. I think Chet would be inclined to believe him. They look similar and Tim walks him through the steps to ignite homemade fertilizer explosives in a way you definitely shouldn't tell a kid, but Chet is genuinely interested and Tim doesn't understand age appropriate learning, so...

Chet regularly lying to Bats. Chet didn't grow up in Gotham. What does he care? So what if he's Batman; he's just some guy. He's going to say stuff to these weird people and see if they believe it. I think Kon would stop it if he sees it going down, but Tim would just sip and watch while Chet outlines a field trip he never took that got interrupted by villains he never met to a rapturously listening Dick Grayson. Dick is mentally filing away this villain under his 'new enemies' mental file and Chet is just making stuff up on the fly because he wants to see where this goes.

Chet being the creepy and quiet Super. He's not actually either, but compared to the more common Kent extreme extroverts...it's a very striking comparison lmao

Thank you for giving me an opportunity to ramble!!🥰 I sort of want to do a Tim+Kon+Chester reuniting scene, but I haven't fully mapped out how I want it to look yet...

[fras-redacted-shapes]

So I know very little about the process of making art, but I've been seeing you put out so many painterly pieces lately and I was wondering how long they usually take for you? I ask because while I don't know much about the process, I feel like you create them very quickly and it's really impressive to see if that makes sense 😅

it depends on a lot of things, it can be anywhere from two-three hours, start to finish, to between six to twelve. I've timed upwards to 25-40 hours on illustrations.

The trick I relay on is that I don't draw that much, I set up 3D bases to speed up the process (I really don't like drawing). If I didn't have access to face models for these characters, it'd usually add an additional day and several hours of searching references. Or I'd give up altogether because it's very demotivating to have everything else but the faces look decent.

For art that's just characters, a 3D base makes the process crazy fast, like this one.

I spend maybe one hour and half max on the posing Studio DAZ models, then I do a very quick gesture sketch to map body type, clothes, expressions and brushstroke direction to try get rid of some of the stiffness, then clean that sketch once.

Then with REALLY BIG textured brushes I do the base

And from there I paint with colors, zoomed out and still with big brushes, and always an additional window set to greyscale to check values all along the process.

Then one "rendering pass" and then only one detail pass, usually on the hands and faces.

Enabling Color Dynamics on my brush settings gives a lot of color variation without much effort, which gives the illusion of additional detail. Then I do some quick post processing with filters like Smart Sharpening, Emboss and layer modes.

I work on huge files (this one is 7700x10000 px approx) so all the messiness looks extremely neat when resized. For example, this is a 100% crop of the finished painting. This part I "rendered".

These shoes? not so much haha

This painting took maybe about 8-10 hours, across three days, and that's not counting the initial thumbnail, which I try to keep below one hour

hope that helps :D

[nogacheloveka-blog]

The Bad Sanses somehow ended up in the Backrooms. №10

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This is the translation of the another post from Russian to English. I understand English, but it is very difficult for me to write in English, so I asked chat GPT to help me. I have corrected some parts, but there still may be mistakes.

I think I'm getting lazy: they're so small on such a big space, Nightmare and Error are hidden. But I'm happy with the picture I made.

And haha, a little celebration. 10 pictures!

I really hope my English skills are enough to properly convey what's happening here=)

After some time, the group had to leave the hospitality of Temmy (Nightmare could finally breathe out with relief. The positive energy that was so overwhelming for him was finally bearable). The level 4 was safe enough, just like the level 0, with the exception of natural light sources like windows. The weather on the other side of the glass would sometimes change. No monsters or people were met on their way. No people or monsters were met for most of the time.

As always, Error sent his strings ahead of the group to know what was waiting for them. Nightmare's sensitivity to auras of negative emotions was decreasing, which was unpleasant. But this could be explained by the distortion of space in this place and, what was even more worrying, the absence of refreshment. Thanks to the group and occasional negative coming through the pipes, Nightmare didn't have to worry about his survival. But this was nothing compared to the refreshment of the whole multiverse. He was already feeling less aggressive and egoistic. At first, this was part of the survival strategy, and now it was starting to sink in deeper.

All these small external changes. All these internal changes. He was a little concerned that he didn't notice anything similar in the others.

During the time they were idle, Error started knitting himself a new scarf. He was deeply wounded by how foolishly he had lost his previous scarf, unable to stay focused for long and appearing even more agitated after his attempts. The tangled yarn was thrown away in a long drawer of one of the computer tables.

Killer was hiding. His absence looked very strange, but Error was keeping an eye on him (thanks to the blue thread in his zip-up jacket, Error knew that Killer was actively crafting something ).

Dust Horror and Cross were systematically organizing the records. From time to time, Error joined them (observing how Destroyer could do creative teamwork was quite fascinating). Nightmare checked the work done. While doing this, he even managed to recognize some unsigned maps from the notebook he had bought from Temmy.

At last, the paperwork was finished. Nightmare tried to map the route, but was disappointed by some contradictions in the information he had received. Some levels were reached through a mysterious "noclip". (Even after the explanation from Error, this way of moving seemed unreliable). Sometimes the exits and entrances on some levels didn't match what was indicated on other levels. He concluded that it would be much easier to find ways to freely move to levels-crossroads than to move one level after another.

However, it was clear that in this place, there were familiar things to all the Sanses "shortcuts": people who couldn't control this phenomenon, described it as touching objects that would take them to some levels or places. This was useful. It seemed that this dimension had taken some pieces of AU or a couple of original timelines. (It seemed artificial.)

Also, it was worth reconsidering one's attitude towards supplies. Previously, all the Almond Water was collected for Horror, Cross, and Killer, who needed food the most. Even though Dust didn't feel hungry (which worried everyone), he sometimes took water from Cross. According to new data, they all should drink it from time to time. This became a problem. But so far, there were no issues with finding Almond Water.

They lingered long enough in one place, it was time to continue their journey. Their goal now was

to find the old staircase and reach level 5.

Just simple wandering as before. The bad guys bid farewell to the Temmy store location.

Along the way, they encountered worn rooms with flickering lights, spacious coworking spaces with the constant hum of computers and the ghostly sound of keys clacking, empty rooms flooded with light from panoramic windows. On one of the local nights, they even saw a full moon. The journey seemed safe.

Until Error's strings stumbled upon what they all didn't want to find.

A warm, tall body containing a human soul. Reflexively, Error pulled on the strings towards himself, as he had done before, but almost immediately stopped, alerting the group to his discovery. Almost immediately, the strings touched several more people, apparently drawn by the cries for help from their captured comrade.

Error rarely encountered adult people (children were enough of a hassle), so he didn't overreact to Nightmer's suggestion to observe their opponents for the first time and then disappear.

The room where they were looked empty at first glance, but Nightmare and Error found a hidden place behind decorative panels on the ceiling. The rest of the group hid in the shadows of columns and the room wrapped in blue strings.

For a while, no one showed up. Then, cautiously emerging from around the corner, heavily armed men appeared. They carefully scanned the area, gradually moving along the room. The group of people maintained silence and communicated through gestures, unseen by the skeletons. Only the faint creaking and metallic clinking of their gear gave away their presence.

During this time, Nightmare studied the emotions of the people. They fed him fear with a bitter taste of hope. They were scared of the new and unknown, yet somehow it also made them hopeful for something. Digging deeper, Nightmare sensed their very light and delicate madness, similar to Error's madness when he first emerged from the Antivoid. However, people seemed to handle it much better or had grown accustomed to this state. Nightmare realized that their group could potentially exploit this in the future.

Fortunately, there was no trace of magic in these people. Their DETERMINATION was no greater than usual for humans. Yet there was still something inexplicable about them... In the multiverse, there were AU's consisting entirely of humans. This dimension-killer was made up of AU's in part. But these people. There was something absolutely off about them. They seemed denser. It reminded him of Horror, whose bones were mostly made of real bone tissue, not magic like the others.

Error observed the movements of the people, not to pay attention to thoughtful Nightmer. He really wanted the fight to begin. T0 h3 W1N aga1n.

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Error went into reboot. Nightmer removed his hand from the face of the Destroyer. It seemed like the only right decision. Quite rough, but effective. He failed to notice the escalation of Error's mental problems and should have left this place as quickly as possible while they all still had time. Now definitely was not the time to provoke a fight.

The piercingly loud screech from Error caused a flash of fear in the frozen group of people. And Nightmare fanned this flash into a flame of panic. Someone among human group screamed, dropping something. Someone ran with a loud sound. Someone pressed against the glass, from where the "sun" light poured, wildly surveying the room. Bustle began, in which Nightmare's subordinates slipped forward, and he, taking Error with him, teleported.

Fragments of blue threads swayed behind them, causing another flash of horror at their backs.

Nightmare belongs to Jokublog Killer belongs to RahafWabas Dust belongs to Ask-DustTale Horror belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios Error belongs to CrayonQueen Cross belongs to JakeiArtwork

[v3nusxsky]

I love your writing..🫶🏻 May I request a dom Reader/sub Larissa smut? I’m craving for it haha…sub Larissa just hits different tbh. Something like Larissa discovers this side of her the first time after Reader sort of “overpowers” her during a heated argument in her office and Larissa hates to admit but she likes it immensely..which eventually turns into a heated shameless smutty smut. The plot idea is just a suggestion so it’s totally up to you, so if you have a better idea that’s totally fine😇 Thank you!🫶🏻

Tempers like a flame 18+

*Authors note~ more sub Larissa content for y'all*

Trigger warnings~ sub l dom r reader is able to use magic and often prefers magically shifting their anatomy downstairs to a dick cockwarming edging mommy kink l daddy kink r

Prompt~ see ask^^

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Larissa had been teasing you all day, she knew just what to say and do to get your not so little friend to stand to attention. When you first told her you were able to change your body parts by magic and that you preferred to have male anatomy downstairs ever once in a while, you were terrified, after all Larissa Weems screamed lesbian. But turns out Larissa loved that special quality about you. Larissa soon mapped all all the ways she could tease you to her memory which meant a lot of painful predicaments for you when in public and at the other end of her teasing.

Today was no different, Larissa had been teasing you all damn day. Honestly, you were not even sure your dick could get any harder at this point, the bulge becoming hard to hide. You wanted your love on it and that's exactly what you'd get you just had to be creative about it. Picking a silly argument would get Larissa to your shared bedroom, your lover never one to back down especially if she thought she's right, that small fact would become extremely useful.

As soon as she entered her words began to spiral, you let her rant a little before shutting her up with your lips on hers, teeth and tongues clashing together in a desperate needy effort to claim one another as her hand slipped to your noticeable bulge. "Daddy, do you need me?" She teased messing the the fly of your trousers. "Oh mommy more than you know, you caused this and your gonna fix it. Now I have work to do so you're gonna come and sit on daddy's big thick cock, warm it up real good"you demanded tugging her over to the desk before freezing your member from its restraints. "O daddy your huge" she mewled at the slight allowing you. Her underwear disappeared and you silently thanked whatever gods made you a witch. Your spells and magic were incredibly useful.

Making quick work of getting your lover settled on your dick you couldn't help but let out a breathy moan of contentment, "feel so good mommy" you mewled as your love whimpered, your size stretching her out. "Be a good girl for daddy and maybe I'll let you come" you murmured before cracking on with work, a hand rubbing at her back in a soothing manner.  For Larissa time had no meaning, it could've been minutes of hours she wasn't sure but she really needed to move, to feel you deeper in her needy cunt. Subtly she tried to rock her hips to get more only to be met with a harsh smack to her thigh, "don't be greedy whore! You've made daddy horny all day now fucking behave" you snapped before attending to your work ignoring your lovers whines in protest.

Only when you finished the work you had to do did you move to press kisses to her neck. "Did so good for me mommy, wanna reward my special subby girl" you murmured laughing at how her hips rutted forward at the last words. "Aw does mommy like being daddy's submissive slutty whore hmm?" You teased her delighting when she moaned happily, "please I don't wanna think, daddy please make me go all fuzzy I'll be good please please" her little whimpers was all it took for you to teleport yourselves to the bed. Again thank you magic is all you could say.

"Come on then whore, fuck yourself on my dick or can you not even do that anymore?" Was all the blonde needed to hear to begin to bounce on your cock. "Daddy fuck feel so good" she mewled and you knew it wouldn't take much to bring her to the edge. "Poor mommy needs to cum" you teased receiving nods and whimpers of pleasure. "Tough hold it" you bit delivering a span to her ass. "Daddy daddy can't please" she mewled cashing you to flip you both over so she was on her back. "Wanna cum then cum slut but I won't be stopping till I'm done filling you to the brim. Think about how pretty you'd look mommy, carrying daddy's babies like a good cumdump."

You continued to pound into the older woman while spewing all the things you wanted to do to her, making her cum over and over again, begging you to stop while begging for more. The poor woman wasn't sure what she wanted anymore but you didn't care, you were close and that was all you could think of. "Gonna cum, gonna breed my pretty whore, fuck take it baby, take daddy's cum deep inside your needy pussy" you panted as you felt spurt after spurt of sticky hot seed shoot up into her fluttering walls of her cunt. "Thank you daddy" she slurred as you slipped out of her. "You're welcome baby, daddy's gonna plug your pretty pussy so you don't waste any of daddy's treat" you murmured before magically producing the plug and carefully inserted into her gaping hole as your mixed cums dribbled out. "Did good Ris, get some sleep love" you murmured while you made your way back up to hold the spent woman to your chest. "I love you" you both whispered at the same time before laughing and drifting off to sleep together.

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2x08 Reaction #3

So I already was not impressed with Zheng's whole thing being girlboss or the handling of female characters in OFMD (especially S2) but Zheng in 2x08 pretty much redoubled all my criticisms.

I didn't like that Anne and Mary's status as characters who made sense in their own right took a backseat to being BlackBonnet mirrors, and then Zheng - who actually had some character foundation they could work with - literally just regressed to be the Edward to Auntie's Izzy.

Her whole plan gets bombed and everyone is dead? Literally sitting depressed thinking about Auntie. (Oluwande, the guy she just had a romantic resumption with? Not important.) She and Edward bond over being hyper competent badasses that enjoy piracy and softness while Oluwande gets his only role in this whole thing: being the Stede stand-in to give Auntie a lesson in respecting Zheng's desire for a soft love that is haha funny joke and then oh they are hugging. Adorable. Glad they get to go together into this new adventure.

Camera pivots to Izzy suddenly gaining a wise mentor role in Edward's life that needs to give Edward his blessing to go pursue a soft love with Stede. Only wait they are killing Izzy in dramatic contrast to Auntie being found alive. And Edward didn't really need this, I don't think??? He was already kind of past this point re: internal struggles around softness and love and all that. And Izzy had already accepted him? We're just redoing it again but with female characters as props this time?

Does Zheng get her Stede? Who knows, the parallel was really only to map a strange new dynamic onto Edward and Izzy so we don't really care.